#Yunho one shot

[stayteezdreams]

Special To Me: Part One

Plot: After a long and tiring day, you feel as though the world is against you. And when you get stuck in the rain, you feel it even more so. Until, someone with an umbrella and bright smile comes to your rescue.

-Part Two-

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Gn!Reader

-Meet Cute Series-

Warnings: Brief mention of a toxic ex-boyfriend. PSA I do not condone following random men to their apartment just because they tell you too (but I mean, it's Yunho, so, a bitch just might 👀)

Words: 2.7k

The exhaustion running through you had taken it's toll already. Your steps were slow and a bit clumsy. Your grip was lax on your bag as you made your way towards the bus stop.

First your car broke down, leaving you to ride to work on the bus, causing you to be late. Then your less than understanding boss yelled at you. Later, you were piled with more work than you had time, and you spilled coffee on your top.

Half-way through your day, your ex-boyfriend somehow got a hold of your new phone number and sent you a bunch of toxic and hurtful messages. Only reminding you of just what you escaped from when you had ended your relationship.

And to top it all off, when you had gone outside to take your break, you tripped and dropped your phone, successfully shattering it.

As you approached the bus stop, you tried to remind yourself that soon you'd be home, and soon this horrible day would be over.

Seeing the bus stop ahead of you, you thought it was odd that no one was there. Checking your watch, you frowned. You weren't late. Maybe the people who took the bus got off work later then you?

The reality of what was really happening hit you as you saw the sign above the stop.

'Bus Cancelled due to Delays'

"You've got to be kidding me" You muttered, feeling your chest tighten.

You looked around, seeing no one nearby to tell you if there was another bus stop nearby or if those stops were cancelled too.

Reaching for your phone to call an Uber, you suddenly remembered it was busted. Your chest tightened as you felt emotion welling up in your throat.

You took in a deep breath, trying to push your feelings aside. 'Maybe someone will come by? Or I could walk back to that store down the street and ask to use someone's phone there'

You were going over the options in your head, when you suddenly felt a somehing hit your cheek.

Pausing, you reached up and touched it, feeling the wet drop. Looking up, you noticed the overcast sky had grown significantly darker.

"Don't you dare." You said, a lump forming in your throat just as another rain drop landed on your forehead, followed by another, before the steady sound of light rain surrounded you.

Looking around, you saw nowhere to take shelter, even the bus stop was not a covered one.

"Oh come on!" You said loudly, your voice cracking as you stood there, defeated as the emotion you had tried to push away started to bubble over.

Looking up, as the rain started to slowly soak you, you felt tears start to form in your eyes.

Yunho opened his umbrella the second he felt a raindrop hit his shoulder. He began humming lightly to himself as he headed back to his dorm.

Looking around, his eyes caught on a familiar figure across the road. Yunho stopped, confusion washing over him.

'What are they doing?' He asked himself as he looked at you.

He had seen you on a few occasions near here. Buying flowers, or talking to the bookstore owner. You always had a bright smile and charming demeanor.

Every time he saw you, he felt a smile tug at his lips. He always wondered if one day you'd be on the same side of the road. And if he'd have the courage to say hi to you.

But now, as you stood in the rain, face turned up to the sky you looked so defeated, he almost didn't recognize you.

He wasn't sure why, since it was raining and he couldn't really tell, but he had a feeling you were crying. And his stomach twisted as he watched you.

Before he really realized it, he was crossing the street, and heading right towards you.

'This has got to go down as one of the worst days in my life' You thought to yourself as you remained still, no longer caring that you were soaked, or that you were alone and stranded.

Trying to suppress the tears that continued to spill, you suddenly heard the sound of rain hitting something, as you no longer felt the drops hitting your face.

Slowly, your eyes fluttered open, and you saw above you, an umbrella. Your eyes moved to the person holding it, and your breath caught.

He was tall, handsome, and you felt as though you had seen him before. He smiled at you, and you felt as though warmth was radiating from him.

You stared at him in silence for a moment, processing what was happening, before you stuttered out "Th-thanks"

When your eyes fluttered open and met his, Yunho felt butterflies in his stomach. And when he noticed your reddened eyes and fallen face, he knew he was right in thinking you had been crying.

His smile widened a bit, and then he spoke, his voice deep, but soft. "Are you okay?"

You opened your mouth to speak, ready to smile and lie, pretending as though your day hadn't been plotted by the devil himself.

"Yea-" you scoffed softly, giving in "No not really"

He tilted his head slightly and you saw worry mixed with pity cross his face. His eyes moved to the nearby bus stop and you saw the moment he saw the cancelled sign as he nodded a bit.

His eyes snapped back to you "I'm Yunho."

"Y/n."

Yunho felt his heart tug a bit as he decided that your name fit you perfectly. And he felt the overwhelming desire to hug you as he saw the pure defeat across your features.

Even with the annoyance that would come with a cancelled bus, he could tell there was more to why you looked so dejected.

You watched as Yunho's smile got a little bit brighter before he reached down and wrapped his hand gently around your wrist.

"Come on!" He said with soft enthusiasm before he tugged you long.

Your heart started to pound as you followed, though uncertain why you were "W-what? Where are we going?" You asked with an uncertain tone.

"My apartment is just around the corner, I'll get you a spare umbrella and a cab." he said softly as he looked back at you and smiled.

You let him continue to lead you towards his apartment. Your mind was racing, as you were certain following a stranger to his apartment was never a good idea.

But you weren't sure if it was the exhaustion or general defeat that had washed over you, you weren't afraid. Nothing about Yunho told you to run, so you let him lead you as he held his umbrella over the both of you to shield you from the rain.

If he did turn out to be a creep, you had dealt with enough today you don't think you'd have a problem with hitting him if needed.

Yunho could tell you were confused, and even a bit alarmed at his sudden actions. But you weren't pulling away or showing any real fear, so he hoped you could trust him enough to help you.

"Why are you helping me?" You asked softly after a few moment, as you looked up at him while you continued down the road, his hand still gently wrapped around your wrist.

Looking down at you, his eyes seemed to study you for a moment before he smiled "Because I like it better when you're smiling"

Your heart jolted in your chest as you stared at him, though he turned his face away from you again. What did that mean? Did he know you? Was that why he seemed familiar? Or was it a weird pick up line?

Before you could gather your thoughts and say anything in return, Yunho lead you into an apartment complex.

You stayed silent as you let him lead you into an apartment. Looking around the entry way, you noted it was very nice, and obviously too big for one person. How many roommates did he have? Or maybe it was his families home? Maybe he lived here with his partner?

Slipping off your shoes, you stood in the entry as you watched him walk further into the apartment. After a moment, he stopped and looked back a you, noting how you awkwardly stood there.

He rose his brow a bit and you looked down at yourself "I don't want to get your floor wet."

He chuckled and you felt your lips tug at the sound.

"I'll get you a towel, hold on."

You watched him quickly disappear into the apartment and you looked around. 'I wonder if there is anyone else here? What would they think if they came out and found me here?'

Hearing approaching footsteps, you watched Yunho appear again, a few towels in his hands.

As he handed them to you, you smiled sheepishly at him "Thank you."

Seeing your eyes wander around a bit as you wrapped one of the towels around your shoulder Yunho spoke up "My roommates are all out right now."

You nodded, pretending as though you hadn't been wondering who else lived here.

"Once you dry off a bit, I'll help you get a taxi."

You figured he knew why, but not wanting there to be too much silence, you spoke up "How did you know I needed one?"

"I saw that the bus had been cancelled."

"Oh." You said softly as you nodded "I would have called one myself, but...I dropped my phone earlier, it wont even turn on now."

Yunho winced at bit at this, knowing just how upsetting that could be. He added that to the list of reasons you must seem so down.

"Can I ask you something else?" you added on as you met his eyes.

He nodded encouragingly, as a soft smile crossed his face.

"What did you mean when you said 'I like it better when you're smiling'?"

Yunho chuckled awkwardly as he looked down on his feet. "Uh, I just meant- well, I see you pretty often when I'm walking home and you always seem so happy, but today..." he looked at you as he trailed off.

You looked down at yourself and chuckled "Yeah, you don't need to finish that thought."

He giggled softly, before he tilted his head a bit and spoke softly "Can I ask what happened?"

You hesitated for a moment, but opened your mouth to speak.

Suddenly he rose his hand "Actually, first, come in." He motioned for you to come further.

You hesitated and he smiled "Don't worry about getting anything wet, it's fine, come on, I'll get you some coffee, or tea?" He gestured for you to follow him as he made his way into the apartment.

Slowly, you followed, feeling somewhat as though you were trespassing.

Sitting at the kitchen counter, warm mug in your hands as you now donned clothes that weren't yours, you felt comfortable, yet still troublesome.

As though you were getting in Yunho's way, even though he was the one who insisted on you staying while he dried your clothes. He even gave you some of his clothes to wear while you waited.

After Yunho had made you a hot drink, he sat down across from you and listened patiently as you told him all that had happened to you today. At first you thought of only sharing small details, but quickly, you found yourself telling him everything.

All the while, he listened intently, genuinely curious and empathetic. He gave comments here and there about your boss being too stubborn and not understanding enough when your car breaking down wasn't your fault. And when you brought up your toxic ex, you hesitated before speaking slowly.

"He just...knows exacly what to say to make me feel as bad as possible.

Yunho frowned and shook his head a bit "How did he even get your number?"

You let out a soft sigh "I have a feeling it was a friend of mine. They never really believed all the bad things I said about him. He's good at hiding his true colors around people."

"Well if they were a real friend, they would have believe you, you deserve better."

You let out a soft airy laugh as you looked down into your drink.

"So...do you regularly bring in strays and give them a hot drink and a pep talk?"

Yunho grinned at this, "No, you're the first."

"Ahh" you said softly feeling your ears get warm "I must be special then" You joked as you sipped our drink.

Yunho's smile turned soft as his eyes seemed to glisten a bit "You are." His tone was soft yet genuine.

You felt butterflies in your stomach as your heart raced. It was obvious on your face, this effected you, as you smiled and looked back down into your drink, suddenly finding it very interesting.

Yunho grinned at noticing how his reply effected you. 'Cute' he thought to himself before he stood up straight.

Suddenly feeling an unusual amount of courage, he cleared his throat and spoke "There have been a few times when I saw you at the flower shop when I was walking home. And I almost crossed the street just so I could see you closer. I wanted to talk to you, to maybe have one of those bright smiles directed at me."

You looked back up at him, your eyes widening with his confession. Your heart was pounding, and your ears burning. He really thought that way? You effected him like that?

"But- I wasn't sure if you'd want to talk to me, or if you'd get scared by me approaching you." He admitted, his voice now wavering a bit as he started to feel self-conscious.

You smiled brightly at him and he felt his heart jump "I wouldn't be scared. I mean, I did willingly follow you to your apartment" he chuckled and you continued "And I would have talked with you. I could tell the second I saw you today, you're kind. I would have loved talking to you."

He couldn't stop the smile that grew on his face, and you chuckled, glad you were having a similar effect on him as he had on you.

He leaned down against the counter, leaning on his arms "Does that mean I can cross the street to talk to you now?"

You leaned a bit closer "I think I'd be offended if you didn't."

He laughed as your eyes met, something passing between the two of you you couldn't quite place.

Hearing Yunho's phone go off, your eyes broke away as he looked down. You saw his face fall for a second before he smiled again and looked at you "Your taxi's here."

"Oh." you sat up, having almost forgot he called you one. "My clothes-"

"Aren't done yet" Yunho finished for you as he looked around "Uhh- I could... if you give me your number, oh wait...your phone."

You chuckled awkwardly "Yeah, my phone." After thinking for a second you met his eyes "Are you doing anything tomorrow around two?"

He shook his head "How about we meet at the flower shop and we can trade clothes back?"

Yunho smiled and nodded his head "Alright, sounds good."

As Yunho walked you to the door, handing you and umbrella to take as it was now pouring outside, you looked back up at him and smiled, one of the most genuine smiles you had today.

"Thank you Yunho. For helping me, and caring. You made today about a hundred times better than it could have been."

"Only a hundred?" He asked with a sarcastic tone "I'll try harder next time."

You chuckled your face warming up due to his comment as he grinned down at you.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

He nodded "Tomorrow."

As you walked down the hallway, Yunho watched you for a moment, his thoughts already on tomorrow when he'd see you again.

He felt a little guilty at the thought of having lied to you. Your clothes had in fact already finished drying, but he wanted an excuse to see you again.

He felt a little guilty, but only a little.

xx End xx

-Part Two-

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[smileydk]

You want me to put a baby in you?

Pairing: Idol!Yunho x Idol!OC

Summary: Jiwoo, 9th member of Ateez and also Yunho's girlfriend. After Ateez spent a whole day with four kids, at Hello82, teaching them dances, Jiwoo's baby fever skyrocketed.

cw/tw: Established relationship, suggestive, make-out sessions at worst || Short as fuck, might write more sometime if I come up with anything :)

Note: Might be based of Hello82 because it might have given me slight baby fever, as well as the guys being amazing with kids...

Yunho and Jiwoo sat in the car on their way to the dorm. Yunho was tired from the day and Jiwoo was... busy with her own thoughts.

Her head was filled with kids. And how good Yunho was with kids. Jiwoo'd had been in the opposite team of Yunho and she'd been in total awe as her boyfriend spoke with a kid in a, a) language which wasn't his native languae, b) soft, gentle voice.

Hongjoong had laughed at her as he spotted her stupid look. He'd said that she's being "too obvious", despite the relationship going public, almost, as soon as it happpened.

A hand landed on her thigh. ''Penny for your thoughts?''

''Hm? Uh...'' Jiwoo smiled awkwardly. She didn't wanna tell him she had baby fever because he spoke to a child. ''Comeback''

Yunho hummed. ''Are you sure there's nothing else?'' He pushed slightly further. She lied, and he knew she lied. Jiwoo didn't like that he basically read her like an open book.

Jiwoo sighed. She didn't know what to say.

''Nevermind, you can tell me when you feel like it. No need to rush it'' Yunho took back his words as he realized how she became slightly uncomfortable with the question. He leaned across the backseat and pecked her cheek.

The woman smiled. How did she get such a perfect boyfriend? Why was he so understanding and nice and... him!

''Hey, wanna go to my place instead?'' Yunho asked. ''You seem tired... and you might need a break from the idiots''

Jiwoo chuckled. ''Yeah, sure''

Yunho: Jiwoo's had enough of you idiots for today

Yunho: We're heading to my place

Yunho: You don't happen to know what Jiwoo's thinking so hard about?

Hongjoong: Yeah, I absolutely know why but I ain't telling you about it

Hongjoong: Have fun ;))

Yunho looked at his phone in confusion. Why wouldn't Hongjoong tell him what was bothering his girlfriend.

She looked like she was in deep thought. And if it was bothering her, he wanted to help her relieve her mind.

The car stopped outside Yunho's private apartment. ''We're here''

Yunho looked up from his lap and smled. ''Thank you, Hajoon, see you tomorrow?''

''You know it''

The tall man got out of the car, got the bags from the trunk and waited for his lovely girlfriend to exit the car.

''I want alcohol'' Jiwoo mumbled as Yunho unlocked the front door. ''Do you have anything or can we run down to the corner shop?''

''I probably have some Soju, why do you wanna drink? Are you depressed?'' Yunho grabbed Jiwoo's face and looked her straight in the eye. ''Why won't you tell me what's on your tiny mind~''

''Because it's embarrassing~ you'll probably hear it in 20 minutes when I'm drunk''

20 minutes later:

Yunho chuckled as Jiwoo spoke about something totally irrelevant. ''...and then Mingi had the audacity to call me short! Me, short?''

''I love you, but you are 5 feet, and he's 6 feet 1 inche, you're missing a foot and an inch''

Jiwoo turned to her boyfriend and narrowed her eyes at him. ''I am huge'' She stood up and crossed her arms. ''You're the tiny one, look'' She motioned to the man as he sat down on the couch while she stood up.

''Oh yeah, I'm the tiny one'' Yunho replied in an amused tone. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat.

''Yeah, look'' Jiwoo then proceeded to meassure the two with her hand, like one would do in kindergarten.

The man raised an eyebrow. He was very amused by his, now very drunk, girlfriend. He then proceeded to rise to his feet. ''I'm tiny'' He repeated with smirked as he towered over her with at least a foot and 2 inches.

''You're cheating'' Jiwoo stated with a shrug and sat back down. Yunho chuckled and took his seat next to her.

''Care to tell me what was on your mind earlier?'' He wrapped his arm around her smaller frame and pulled her closer. ''It seemed to take up about 90% of your attention''

''I want a baby'' Jiwoo pouted. Tears welled up in her eyes. Yes, she was the emotional drunk.

''You want a baby? Since when?'' Yunho laid his head on top of Jiwoo's as he spoke. He tried his best to not laugh as she cried slightly over the subject. ''You've never talked about kids before, why now?''

''I don't know'' She sobbed. ''I saw you with Lina and Jaiden-''

Yunho chuckled as he wrapped his arms around his sobbing girlfriend. ''Why are you crying?''

''I want a baby''

''We're busy with careers now, Princess'' Yunho held her face in his huge hands. He wiped away her tears with his thumbs, altough it didn't do much as they kept coming.

''But I want a baby'' Jiwoo pouted and sniffled slightly.

The man couldn't believe he even considered the idea. They were in the midst of their careers, they were at their peak. Not that he never wanted a family, and he was 25, but right now was not the best time.

It didn't make it better that he was head-over-heels for his girlfriend and would do almost anything to please her. Whatever she wanted he gave her.

''You want me to put a baby in you?'' Yunho raised an eyebrow. Jiwoo's tears immediately stopped flowing. She nodded. ''But what about our careers?'' He leaned closer. Why did she have to look so kissable right now?

''Chen-sunbaenim manages both''

''Yes, but his wife isn't an idol''

''But... we have each other?'' Jiwoo smiled innocently. She knew he was fighting himself in his head.

''You're gonna be the death of me'' Yunho mumbled and pressed his lips against hers. The woman was slighlty surprised, but was quick to follow his lead.

Yunho pushed her down, allowing her to lay on her back as he hovered above her. He rested his weight on his underarms while Jiwoo's hands were finding themselves tangled in his hair.

''Whatever my princess wants, she gets''

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[flurrys-creativity]

Aut viam inveniam aut faciam

Translation: i will either find a way or i will make one

Pairing: Jung Yunho (Ateez) x Song Mingi (Ateez); Genre: Light Academia AU, Fluff, s2l, Romance; Rating: PG-13, sfw; Warnings: Mingi is a clumsy physics professor, Yunho is a collected Latin professor, pining, Yunho falls first and Mingi falls harder, lots of Latin phrases, one kabedon, one kiss; Wordcount: 1.658

Summary: Two professors, who couldn't be more different, fated to meet each other and slowly grow closer than they dared to hope for.

Event: @pirateeznet Secret Admirer Event, I got @limjaeseven and I truly hope you enjoy this fic especially for you!!!

There were times fate chose to have a little fate, that’s how two professors, who couldn’t be more different from each other, frequently crossed paths. Despite their differences - one stoic, calm and collected, the other frenzy, chaotic and all over the place -  they were drawn to each other.

Jung Yunho, professor of ancient Latin, fell first. He had his nose in a book when he first crossed paths with Song Mingi, professor of Physics. He had walked along the college grounds, basking in the warmth of the sun as he enjoyed Caesar’s Bellum Gallicum for the nth time. Engrossed with the written words Yunho forgot to check his surroundings, not noticing the other man stumbling through the hallway.

Mingi barely held all the sheets of paper in his arms as he rushed through the college. While his classes were perfectly structured and the epitome of what one would associate Physics with, Mingi’s process of getting there was a mess. He had his papers and books everywhere, forgetting them if they weren’t in plain sight and leaving them when he rushed from one place to another.

Today he had lost track of time in the library, studying for another scientific paper he desperately wanted to publish. Mingi had simply used his large arms to collect all his things on the table before running out. As he desperately tried to keep the books, sheets of paper and pencils in place as he rounded a corner, he forgot to look ahead.

That was when he bumped into Jung Yunho. Mingi dropped nearly all of his belongings to the ground in his effort to catch his own fall.

Yunho on the other hand staggered backwards, using his long legs to quickly regain his balance again. He lowered the book in his hand, finding the other professor crouched down on the floor in front of him. 

Mingi impatiently grabbed the papers and books and stacked them on top of each other, ignoring how they bent and folded. He mumbled some apologies, barely focusing on the man before him.

As Yunho watched him, an amused grin played over his lips. He took in the dark blond, tousled hair - with one pencil rooted inside of it - the glasses that nearly seemed to slip from his nose, the long fingers collecting the rest of the pencils from the ground and the comfortable attire. 

“Professor Song!”

Mingi looked up in surprise upon hearing one of his students call his name. He grinned half heartedly and waved his hand shortly in a greeting before bending down again and grabbing all his belongings. Mingi once again apologised to the man in front of him, finally noticing the tall frame. He swallowed loudly, seeing how pristine the other man looked in his slacks, white button up and black vest.

Before Yunho could say something, Mingi rounded him and rushed further along the college grounds. It took him by surprise to hear a man so chaotic and hectic to be a professor. Yunho knew such frantic behaviour from students during their finals each semester. His gaze followed the man until he was out of sight, still endeared with his behaviour.

“Felix culpa”, Yunho mumbled under his breath as he closed the book and made a beeline for the administration office. His curiosity got piqued and he just had to fulfil his desire of knowing more about that professor.

Ever since then Yunho tried to strike up a conversation with Mingi whenever they crossed paths but somehow the professor never truly had time, rushing from one place to the next. If he wasn’t too lost in his mind, Mingi’s answers would be short and sometimes not even in regard to the question Yunho had asked.

Though instead of growing irritated by that behaviour, Yunho just fell more and more for the clumsy man. So, he decided to up his game. “Ex nihilo nihil fit (from nothing comes nothing)”, Yunho spoke to himself, watching as Mingi once again left him standing behind.

Yunho was a man full of charm, his appearance breathtaking and the way he had with words naturally drew people in. Most students didn’t visit his classes because they had a genuine interest in Latin but because they got enchanted with him as a professor. 

He’d lean against the desk at the front, a book in one hand and the other tugged away in the pockets of his slacks. His blond hair would fall into his eyes as he recited a line in Latin, his deep, melodic voice having all the attention drawn to his lips. Yunho had no structure to his lectures, he enjoyed going with the moment. As long as he could talk about his passion freely and open the hearts of students to the old poems, he wished for nothing else.

Though now his heart and mind also longed for the attention of one clumsy professor. 

That’s how Yunho found himself sitting behind his desk, writing and re-writing a letter dedicated to Mingi. “Dum spiro, spero”, he mumbled under his breath, the pen scratching over the paper as he wrote the words. “While I breathe, I hope. I hope for your attention, for your eyes on me. I hope to receive your focus and your words, your passion for your work directed towards me. 

While my words aren’t enough to capture you, I shall write them down. Like the Romans used to say: ‘Verba volant, scripta manent’. Words fly away but writings stay.”

Yunho poured his heart into this letter, ending it with the two words he also used to end his lectures: Bona Fide.

As days passed with no reaction after Yunho delivered his letter to Mingi, he grew more and more restless. In hindsight having added a piece of paper - no matter how intricate and beautifully crafted - to the stack Mingi usually carried around, probably wasn’t the smartest idea the professor had.

He gritted his teeth, internally rolling his eyes at his own stupidity. “Aut viam inveniam aut faciam! I will find a way or make one myself!”

The next time both professors crossed paths, Mingi wasn’t in a hurry for once. He still carried a bunch of papers around and nearly dropped them when Yunho appeared seemingly out of nowhere right in front of him, cornering until his back hit a wall.

“Semper ad meliora”, Yunho exhaled as he placed his hand right next to Mingi’s body. “You’re always heading towards better things to do and seemingly never catching a break.” He tilted his head with a soft grin, delighted Mingi finally looked at him.

Mingi on the other hand pressed his papers and books against his chest, fearing his heart would break through the ribcage otherwise from the hard thumping. “I don’t understand.” 

“Audere est facere.” Yunho moved Mingi’s glasses back up on the bridge of his nose with his free hand. “You truly haven’t noticed my desperate and mostly futile attempts to get your attention, have you?”

Mingi sputtered some nonsense, barely comprehending the fact someone as handsome as the man in front of him could be interested. He knew he was a mess and all over the place so Mingi couldn’t believe someone, who appeared this collected to be interested in him. He blinked several times before he slowly shook his head, whether to answer Yunho’s question or to clear his head he wasn’t too sure himself.

Yunho’s grin widened as he noticed how the other man checked him out - failing at being discreet. “It seems like words won’t sway you”, Yunho contemplated as he grabbed Mingi’s chin with his thumb and pointer to force his gaze back into Yunho’s eyes. Yunho stepped a little closer, his chest pressing into the hands of Mingi holding his stuff. “Acta, non verba. Let me wine and dine you. Tonight at my place, 7pm sharp.”

Mingi simply stared at the taller man, eyes just as wide as his mouth. He didn’t know how to react to such bluntness, while a faint feeling told him he needed to hear it like that as he wouldn’t get it otherwise. Still, he felt unsure whether he understood Yunho correctly. “You’re asking me out on a date?”

Yunho rolled his eyes playfully combined with a soft chuckle. “If you allow me to, that is.” He leaned dangerously close, his breath fanning over Mingi’s face and most importantly over his lips.

Suddenly Mingi’s mouth and throat felt incredibly dry. He licked over his plump lips, swallowing visibly as he tried to wet his mouth. His eyes dropped down in bashful shyness. Mingi’s thoughts raced each other inside his head, making him struggle to grab just one.

Mingi remembered the letter with lots of Latin phrases he actually had to look up in a dictionary, remembered the warmth enveloping his chest as he read line after line of the letter. He looked back up through his eyelashes, seeing Yunho’s expectant and warm eyes. Mingi hadn’t dared to answer the letter out of fear of being inadequate. He felt he wasn’t as eloquent with his words, being more theoretical than poetic due to his major in Physics. 

Yunho silently implored Mingi’s expression, trying to read the others' thoughts. He didn’t want to press for an answer despite his own nervousness rising inside of his chest. “Professor Song?” 

Finally Mingi looked back up, being more determined than before. “I’d love to”, he said out loud, before a flustered grin spread over his face. 

One corner of Yunho’s mouth raised into a relieved half-grin, his eyes slightly crinkling from the joy that wafted through his tall body. Mentally he had prepared himself to be let down but once again the Romans were right.

“Amor omnia vincit”, Yunho mumbled softly as he closed the distance and placed one gentle kiss on Mingi’s plump lips. Even if he wasn’t sure to call this budding romance love already, he sure as hell thought it could conquer all.

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[mingiswow]

Color this cold world | Jeong Yunho

Pairing: Yunho x gn!reader (reader has a vagina)

Genre: smut, post-apocalyptic, dystopic, porn with a little of plot

Word count: ~4k

Warnings: mentions of death, weapons, fight, blood, wounds and murder, mentions of father and mother figures, reader doesn’t believe in god, reader is shorter than him, many pet names it gets sickening, not proofread, smut

Smut Warnings: oral (reader receiving), fingering, piv, protected sex, choking, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, slight degradation, Yunho has a big dick, uses of pet names (baby, bunny, etc), semi-public sex if I forgot anything let me know

A/n: I’m going through a Yunho and Seonghwa brain rot ever since the concept photos were released and when the mv came out I HAD to write something. It’s not completely inspired by Ateez universe (also because I still don’t understand a single thing about the storyline and tbh gave up, I’m too old for this lol), but a little inspired by the mv, and the dystopian novels I grew up reading, so if anything sound similar it might be that. 

⚠️ English is not my first language, so sorry if there's any grammatical error

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⇉Minor DNI ⇇

You paced around the little room. The skin around your nails already hurting from how much you’ve been biting them while waiting for any news from your boyfriend and his friends.

You looked over the small dirty window and saw the grey and ashy sky of the country. You don’t even remember seeing the sun, ever since the revolution started years ago and the opponent side won, the world have turned into a big mess of ashes and destruction, the few pieces of vegetation existing being the small weeds that besides all the pollution and destruction rose upon the cement cracks and dry soils. They are, somehow, the reason you still believe in a better future. And Yunho.

You still remember how you met him and the others, your father was one of the heads behind the rebellion against the state, always busy trying to make this destruction stop. He was a very smart man and raised you and your older brother alone after your mother left you three to run away with the chief of the opponents when you were born. Your dad recruited young children and teenagers who wanted to fight, and Yunho was one of them. 

He was your age, his chubby cheeks fuller to make him look stronger but his eyes and the way his knuckles were white from hilding into a fist betrayed him. 

The first time you had contact was when you helped his wound a few months after he joined the rebellion, you were one of those responsible for the nursing, alongside his friend Jongho, that joined with him.

“Are you okay, man?” the younger asked and he nodded, clearly scared.

“If you want to be part of this, you’ll have to be stronger. The state army have no fear nor remorse, not even for young people like us” you stated as you prepared the gauze to clean the cut. “I know it’s hard” he nodded and held all the pain he could. That day he promised to fight not only for his family and friends, but for you as well.

As the years passed by, the young chubby boy you used to know grew to be one of the best body combat fighters as well as shooter, his body now tall and well built made every one swoon over him. When your dad and brother were killed, Yunho was the one that held you close and wiped your tears, the one that soothe your pain away and made sure you were strong enough to go back to your duty as the head nurse. All while assuming the combat training chief position. 

So when you looked at the watch in your wrist and saw that Yunho was more than half an hour late you panicked. You didn’t even believe in god but started praying for him to come home safe and sound to your arms. 

Him, Seonghwa, Hoongjoong, San and Yeosang went to a mission on the frontier a week ago and you marked to meet in the spot this very day at 3pm but so far no news of him or the others. The minutes seem to pass one by each hour yet, at the same time, to fly fast. 

It was past 4pm, your eyes betraying you and watering down on the thought of losing Yunho, the hope was almost gone but then a loud noise scared you. The first thought being that they came to get you. The enemies. You stood quiet in your corner of the room, listening to the noises that seemed to be happening a few floors under the one you were. You hugged your legs and more tears spilled as you expected the worst to fund you. 

And then you heard silence. Everything went quiet. The only sound being your fastened heartbeat and steps that came closer and closer by second. You closed your eyes and waited.

“Yn? Yn, are you here?” You recognized Seonghwa’s voice and immediately jumped into his arms to hug your friend. “Hey hey hey. It’s fine, big brain. We’re back” he hugged you back and let you cry on his shoulders seeing how overwhelmed you were. 

“What happened? Why are you guys late? Where's the rest? Where's Yunho? Is he okay? Please tell he’s fine and safe and-“

“Yn, calm down” the tall man held your shoulders. “We were surprised by an enemy troop while almost arriving at the gates. We had to wait till we could attack”

“And what were those noises before you entered?” 

“There were more of them waiting for us here, thankfully they didn’t know you were here as well otherwise…” he went quiet and you understood what he meant. Seonghwa always has been the reason in the group, always making sure everyone was both physically and mentally well. 

“And where’s Yunho? And the others?” 

“They are back at the HQ, Hongjoong, San, and Yunho were hurt a little. But they’re fine!” He was quick to add seeing your eyes widen when he mentioned your boyfriend’s name. “Let’s go back eh? I know you want to see him” you nodded and quickly started to go down the stairs, a few dead men over the floors and some of your people collecting everything useful they had. 

You couldn’t help but notice the number of dead men, especially on the first floor and your heart squeezed thinking about how many of these Yunho and the boys had to fight knowing that they were at a disadvantage. “There were many but you know how good San is with traps and Yeosang in bulk killing” Seonghwa spoke as he could read your thoughts. You nodded and sat in the passenger seat of his van, more anxious than before. 

As soon as the van stopped in front of the nurse HQ you jumped out of the vehicle and ran to find Yunho. 

“Wing four” you hear someone scream to you and you went straight to the place. 

You opened the door and there he was, sitting naked on top of the doolie, his back facing you and you could see some cuts, burns and scratches.  He heard your footsteps and turned around, a smile finding its way on his lips amidst the dry blood and wounds. 

He left the bed and opened his arms for you to hug him and before you could even think about hurting him more, you ran to his arms, burying your face in his chest and crying all over again. 

“Sh, little one. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere” he caressed your hair and kissed the top of your head. 

“You scared me, I almost thought I had lost you” you confessed to him, feeling the anxiety finally leave your body, legs becoming a bit weak after the tension vanished.

“I’m not going anywhere, love” he held your face between his hands, making you look into his eyes and wiped your tears, his smile never leaving his lips. “I love you too much to simply leave you like this, you have to make more effort to get rid of me” 

You chuckled, even after being beaten and hurt, even after almost dying, he still had the energy to be playful and make you feel better. “I love you so much, Yunho” he nodded, pecking your nose. “I love you too, my love”.

You kept in each others’ arms for some time, just enjoying the presence and warmth of your bodies before you remembered you had to treat his wounds and clean him. 

“Go to the bath to clean the dirt and relax your muscles. I’ll grab the things to clean your wounds and patch you up, k?” 

While he did as you said, you grabbed the necessary items from the other room and prepared some ointments and medications.

“Were you waiting for me to come and stitch you?” You asked as you entered back the room, putting everything in its place and going with gauze and some antiseptic spray to disinfect the cuts and bruises. You sat at the edge of the tub, bending towards the bigger cut in his chest. 

“Always. Only my little bunny knows how to treat me” he sniffed your neck making your skin shiver. 

“You could have had an infection with that” you could feel him tense up his muscles under your touch as you spread the ointment and analyzed if it needed stitches. He smirked when he saw you bite your lips when you felt his broad chest in your hands. You always have been obsessed with Yunho’s body and, for some wicked reason, every time you saw him with some type of bruise your body heated all up knowing that those were symbols of his strength and that he could kill someone with his bare hands. 

“I knew it was not that bad. Besides…” he slowly ran his fingers through your exposed arms and legs, the hairs getting bristly at the touch. He smirked. “I was dying to touch you” 

“You almost died and that’s all you can think of?” you were scolding him but deep down your thoughts were the same. Such as that you locked the door before entering the bath area. That also didn’t go unnoticed by the man. 

“Of course! What if I died before claiming you mine one last time?” He put you on his lap inside the bath, wetting your whole uniform.

“Yunho! My clothes!”

“I’m gonna take them off anyways, bunny, you won’t need them to be dry” his lips attacked your neck, kissing, licking, biting, marking you like a hungry animal with his prey. “The last thing you should be right now is dry”. You threw your head back and enjoyed the touch of his lips on your skin. You had missed him dearly. 

His hands started to roam your body up and down and you could feel and see his erection underneath you. The cold bath water already welcoming the warmth in your body, cooling the fire that seemed to consume you both. 

Finally, his lips met yours, hungry and desperate, fighting against yours as he needed your air to live, teeth clashing and tongues fighting for dominance. His hands held your hips strongly and started to rub your clothed core against his dick that you could feel hard even under the thick fabric of your pants. “Fuck baby, all I could think about while fighting those men was coming home alive so I could fuck you senseless” Yunho whispered in your ears as he kept you rubbing yourself on him. “Did you miss me, bunny? Did you miss my cock buried in your pussy?” You could only nod, too caught up in the feeling building at the pit of your belly. “Are you already close? Are you that cock starved that just rubbing your cunt on me is enough?”

You did not answer, not being able to form any sentence, everything coming out of your mouth being nonsense babbles and moans.

It didn’t matter how many times Yunho had touched you or made love to you, every single time felt like the first. He had a special power in making you putty in his hands just by touching you, whispering dirty things into your ears. He knew exactly how to get you worked up and desperate for him. 

But on his side it wasn't any different. Every time his nervous system felt the texture of your skin on his hands it was like he had never touched something so sublime, it was almost as if he could taste you in the tips of his calloused fingers. The roughness of your skin was something he could only feel by touching. The years of helping people and handling the apocalypse that became this earth marked up in your body, in the way your skin reacted to his touch, the scars of your own battles adorning you like you were a hand-crafted fabric. He loved each and every part of you. The visible and invisible signs of your strength, determination and will. He loved the strong and determined person you were. He could admire you for days but he always thought that nothing showed his love and adoration for you as the way he made love to you. 

And that’s exactly what he was planning to do. 

The man started taking your wet clothes away from your body, slowly, feeling every inch and bump from your skin. The shirt being the first one, the fabric clinging to your wet body like a vice but Yunho was more vicious than a simple shirt. 

Your chest, now fully in disposal, rising up and down with your uneven breath caught his eyes immediately and he listened to his intrusive thoughts and dipped his face in between them, smelling your scent and enjoying the warmth of your skin. 

You reached his face and grabbed with both hands, making him look at you. His eyes black, dilated with lust yet still covered in love. “I love you, Yunho” you spoke in a whisper, joining your foreheads. His smile was bright as he nodded and joined your lips in a slow and sweet kiss. The one he expects to feel the day you get to get married. “I love you too”. 

He kissed you again as his right hand enclosed what he could get of your left boob, squeezing and massaging it. You cut the kiss to breathe, throwing your head back. Yunho took advantage of your position to put your other breast in his mouth. Sucking it, biting it, and licking it. You were far too gone in the pleasure, your hips starting to move again on top of his dick, making him moan on your chest, the vibrations sending shivers down your body and concentrating in between your legs, your walls closing against nothing. 

Your boyfriend kept his assault on your chest for a few minutes, enjoying the way he could make you squirm just by playing with your boobs. He knew exactly what to do and how to do it. 

When he was satisfied with the purple marks all over your chest he lifted you both up from the tub and took you to the bed he was previously on, sitting you and standing between your legs. He started kissing you again, his mouth and hands eager for you. “Baby please do something” you moaned against his mouth and grabbed his hands to put on top of your clothed core. “I need you"

“Your wish is my command, Princess” he gave you one last kiss before getting on his knees and taking your pants and panties off. The cool air hitting your labia and making you shiver in anticipation. He gently opened your legs more so he could be inside them, his lips ever so gently touching your inner thigh. Yunho was a strong man and he knew you loved when he used that on you, so he grabbed your legs and pulled you closer to his face, thighs resting on his shoulder as his lips finally touched where you wanted the most. His tongue licking from bottom to top, lapping every single drop of your wetness that rested there. To him, your taste was the same as dionysus wine should taste, bittersweet, intoxicating and addicting, he could live just with your taste. 

His fingers spread your labia open as he made sure to give a powerful suck at your clit, a particularly loud moan leaving your lips as you quickly covered them trying not to be too loud. He kept his assault at your clit, alternating between circling and licking up and down and left to right, spelling the whole alphabet against your little bundle of nerves that sent desperate signals to your brain, the fire in the pit of your stomach rising dangerously fast. When he felt you squirming against him, he held you down on the bed and lowered his attack to your hole, entering it with the tip of his tongue, provoking you, tickling your insides, making you want more. 

“Baby, fuck, please” you managed to moan out in midst all the pleasure. “Do something, please” he chuckled but nevertheless he gave what you wanted, what you needed, and started to fuck you with his tongue, thumb going to your clit and drawing circles to help with your pleasure. Your moans started to get louder and louder, your hands that covered your mouth were now attached to your boyfriend’s hair, pulling his face closer to your vulva. You were so lost in the feeling. The fire in your belly snapped and you came undone in his mouth, him never stopping his movements, riding you through your orgasm. His mouth then replaced his thumb and he inserted two fingers knuckles deep inside you. An obscene scream left you as you felt your belly tighten again.

“You’re doing so well for me, bunny. Such a good girl taking everything I give. Can you give me another orgasm, huh?” His deep voice praised you, his fingers going faster and faster inside you, your clit swollen and sensitive from all the pleasure and friction against it. Your voice betrayed you, a high gasp coming out instead as you nod your head. Legs shaking on top of his shoulder. 

Soon enough another orgasm waved through your body, leaving you already in shambles on top of him. Yunho helped you ride out your orgasm again, this time stopping his ministrations and getting on his feet again. 

He kissed your lips, making you taste yourself in his tongue, your mind dizzy with pleasure. “I could taste you all day, bunny. But my little friend down here needs a little help” you chuckled at his words and pulled him close to you again, locking his hips with your legs and rubbing your sensitive vulva on his dick. You hissed at the feeling, still sensitive with the previous orgasms. “Can you take me, Princess? Or are you still too sensitive?” 

“I can always take you, baby” you grabbed his dick in your hand and started to put the condom on him, torturing him with how slow you were sliding the piece and how sometimes you’d squeeze his member in the process. “After all, you were the one who got me addicted to your dick, isn’t it? Made me your cock slut”

“Fuck yn don’t talk like that” you smirked at his reaction and aligned the tip of his dick in your entrance. 

He slowly pushed inside you, the burning of the stretch making you lay your back flat on the bed, hands grabbing the sheets. To say Yunho was gifted with his dick was just a fact. He was just the right size for you but it was the girth that always made you cry. In a good way. In a delicious way actually. No matter how much he preps you, stretches you open with his fingers, nothing will compare to him slowly entering you until he’s balls deep inside you. He always waits for you to get used to his size and start moving by yourself. 

“You are made for me, baby bun. Your pussy was made for me, wasn’t it?” He pulled you by the back of your neck close to him, foreheads glued as your eyes stared at each other. His hips ever so deliciously moving at a punishing slow pace, getting as deep as he could. 

“Faster… please” you moaned and threw yourself back against the bed, back arching with the feeling. “Need… more…”

“Is my baby cock drunk already? Can’t even speak properly?” He mocked you but still gave you what you wanted, pistoning his hips against you, one of his hands going to your clit and the other wrapped around your neck. Your eyes rolled at the overstimulation, feeling so much at the same time. “Good god bunny you look so hot right now. Wish you could see yourself, all fucked out and cock dumb for me. Such a good girl. Go on baby, cum for me again. I know you can do it” you nodded desperately, a string of whispered yes leaving your lips as you felt the burning feeling take you over for the third time and snap a few minutes after. Your juices starting to fall down your legs, an obscene squelch sound reverberating in the room as you weren’t even able to moan anymore. 

Suddenly Yunho took his dick out of you and before you could even question it, he turned you around, bending you on the bed, legs falling wobbly from the edge. “I’m not finished yet, bunny” he spread your ass cheeks and entered you again, the new position and the sensitivity almost knocking you out, eyes wet with tears of pleasure as he went even faster this time. “If you give me another orgasm I’ll reward you. So be a good girl and cum again, okay?” You nodded, body too weak to resist. 

Yunho then slithered his hand under your chest and pushed you flush against his chest, his hand once again going up to wrap around your throat, getting you even more dizzy and light headed than before. 

“Yunho… p- please” your voice was hoarse and low, the next orgasm ready to snap at your pussy once again. 

The man wasn’t so far from coming himself, his cock twitching inside of you and you both could feel your highs approaching and his thrusts losing its rhythm. He let go of your chest and neck, letting you fall limp onto the bed as he grabbed your hips to get more stability. 

He kept thrusting, a bunch of profanities and praises to you leaving his mouth as he came, his hips losing its speed but going as deep as he could. His right hand reached your clit with some difficulty and started playing with it to help you reach your high as well, his hips never stopping its slow and deep thrusts. 

Within seconds you reached your fourth and last orgasm of the night. Your whole body aching in delicious pain and overstimulation. Little whimpers left your mouth and finally Yunho stilled inside of you and felt on top of you, his weight being comforting against your completely gone body. 

“I fucking love you so much” he whispered against your ear, leaving small ticklish kisses against it. 

“I fucking love you so much too, Yunho” you smiled against the bed, sighing happily. 

After a few minutes he lifted himself and got out of your body, going to the bathroom to take the condom out and clean himself. He damped a piece of cloth and came to clean you, careful not to hurt you. 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to exist after today” you chuckled as he cleaned you, your whole body aching now that the pleasure was gone and the adrenaline went down. 

“I’m sorry, bunny. I went a little overboard” he gently kissed your shoulder blades, caressing your back. 

“No, I loved” you tried to move but your legs were still weak. He grabbed you and put you on top of the bed, throwing the wet cloth away before laying by your side and cuddling you. “I missed you so much” you whispered as you played with his fingers wrapped around your tummy. 

“I missed you too” he deep sighed and held you stronger. “I just want this to end so we can have a peaceful life” you nodded, your eyes getting heavy. “I can’t wait for us to be free and have a huge farm with many animals and our little kids running around and playing with no fear and worries in their life” Yunho nudged his face against your neck, scenting you and feeling his chest warm with love and hope. 

“Soon, baby. Soon” you said as you both drifted asleep, both dreaming with a better world and a future together. 

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"Have you guys seen yn?" Jongho asked his friends as he helped the hurt soldiers that came back that day, San hissing at the feeling of the antiseptic spray sting. Seonghwa just chuckled as he exchanged looks with San and Yeosang. "Again? Great! Now I'll have to clean all that wing again because Yunho can't hold his dick inside his pants". The man rolled his eyes as the others laughed at how predictable the couple was.

#ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez x yn #ateez scenarios #ateez one shot #ateez reactions #ateez #yunho #jeong yunho #yunho smut #yunho x reader #yunho x yn #yunho scenario #yunho one shot #sorry if this sucks #i had to take out of my chest #and pants lol #anyway #i'll probably write one for seonghwa as well

[blu-joons]

The Confession ~ Jeong Yunho

A groan came from you as you put out scissors whilst Yunho put out rock, turning into your bag to pull out your purse. You reluctantly stood up from the sofa, trying your best to ignore the laughter that came from Yunho still sat at his desk as he watched you get yourself sorted.

The two of you both wanted coffee, but neither of you wanted to be the one to go, with a game of rock, paper, scissors the only way for the two of you to decide, with you being the loser.

“I’ll have an iced americano,” Yunho sweetly smiled across to you as you pulled your card out of your purse before throwing it back into your bag.

“Have I ever told you how much I hate being your friend?” You asked him, pushing his chair back so that it crashed against his desk as you walked past him.

Yet another laugh came from him, “you agreed to rock, paper, scissors, it’s not my fault Y/N.”

Your eyes widened back across to Yunho, “you’re supposed to be a gentleman, you should offer to go and get the coffees rather than actually make me go and do it,” you told him before opening up the studio door and leaving.

Minutes later, the studio door flew open again, with Yunho spinning around, a sigh came from him when he saw Wooyoung staring back at him, hoping it was you and that you were done quickly.

“Don’t look too pleased to see me, will you?”

Yunho quickly apologised as he made a bit of room on the sofa where you had made yourself comfortable for Wooyoung to sit down. Yunho took your bag and placed it under his desk, keeping it nice and safe.

“Where is Y/N?” Wooyoung asked as he looked around to notice a lot of your stuff still around, eyes landing on how keen Yunho was to try and keep all of your stuff together.

Just the mention of your name brought a smile to Yunho’s face, which Wooyoung didn’t miss. “She’s just gone to go and get some coffee, we’re both running out of energy in this place, and she lost the game to be the one to fetch it.”

Wooyoung’s head nodded as he listened to Yunho’s voice, drawn to how excited he sounded as soon as he started talking about you. It was a quality of his that very few people missed, but Wooyoung especially could tell just how excited Yunho was whenever he was around you.

“Are you really going to pretend to want to be Y/N’s best friend forever?” Wooyoung suddenly asked him, “I mean you’ve been dancing around Y/N for so long, but you can’t keep quiet forever and not tell her that you like her.”

Yunho’s head shook as soon as Wooyoung asked the question, “our friendship is in a really good place right now and I don’t want to mess that up. Y/N wants to be my friend, but how can I guarantee that she’d want to be my partner?”

“What makes the two of you work?” Wooyoung then quizzed, “think of all the things between the two of you that could make you both a good couple.”

Yunho took a moment to think, pursing his lips together before shrugging across at Wooyoung. “What if the things that I reckon could make a good relationship between the two of us aren’t what Y/N thinks.”

A roll of the eyes came from Wooyoung as Yunho continued to fret. “Don’t underestimate yourself like this, you’ve got loads between you both that would easily help the two of you move from a friendship into a relationship.

“I think Y/N just thinks I’m a clown sometimes, a jokster.”

“But she’s always laughing with you,” Wooyoung noted.

“I don’t want to just make her laugh; I want to do so much more for her.”

As the conversation got deeper, the boys were unaware of your presence back just outside the studio. As you went to grab onto the handle, you heard a mention of your name, letting it go and standing just beside the door.

“I really want to be with Y/N, but I think she thinks I’m too much of a mess to be in a relationship,” you heard Yunho say behind the door.

“You’re not a mess, that’s why she’s your friend.”

Another sigh came from Yunho as Wooyoung corrected him, “if I confess to her, I don’t want that to mean that I’ll lose her.”

As soon as you heard the word confession, you opened up the studio door, watching as both of the boys jumped. Yunho sunk down in his chair as soon as he met your eyes, a panicked expression on his face as Wooyoung stood up from where he sat.

“Did you just get back?” Yunho nervously asked you, terrified of what you’d heard, “I didn’t even hear you walking back through the corridor.”

“I’m just going to go,” Wooyoung whispered, sliding around you as he felt the awkwardness in the room between the two of you, knowing that it was for the best to leave the two of you to it as he realised that he’d dropped Yunho in it with you.

Once Wooyoung left, you sat back down where he was sat on the sofa. “Did you hear?” Yunho questioned, knowing by the smile on your face that you had caught onto at least a little bit of what they had talked about.

Your head slowly nodded as you placed Yunho’s drink down on the coffee table for him to pick back up. “I heard my name, what else could I do but worry about what you were saying?”

“Did it make you worry?” Yunho asked, slowly sitting himself back up again, “did hearing that I want to confess to you scare you or anything?”

“It didn’t scare me, not in the slightest Yunho.”

His head nodded as he tried his best to stay calm, “if it didn’t scare you, then what did it do? I don’t want for it to ruin anything Y/N.”

Your head shook back across at Yunho as you took a couple of small sips from your drink too. What you had heard really hadn’t scared you, instead it left you with a smile, and a heart that was racing incredibly quickly too.

“It made me happy,” you told him, keeping your voice relaxed, watching as Yunho’s eyes quickly lit up and flickered across to look at you, “I’m glad I heard you say it.”

“You’re glad that I confessed?” He quizzed in reply.

Your head nodded back at him straight away, “I was always worried that if I confessed it would ruin thinks, so I just left it. But now that I know that you were thinking of requesting, I know that I never should have worried like I did.”

“Oh,” Yunho whispered, taken aback by what you said, never expecting you to feel the same way as he did. “I really had no idea that you liked me, I thought you just thought I was the funny friend, the one that liked to clown around.”

Your head shook back at him, although you loved how much Yunho made you laugh, there was so much more about him that you liked too, far too much for you to ever be able to put it into words to tell him.

“You’re the best clown,” you teased, “a clown that I wouldn’t mind going on a date with sometime.”

“I’ll take you on the best date ever, I promise.”

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Masterlist

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[yunhofications]

here is the first half of rock with you, please let me know your thoughts and if i should continue !

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[lololololchips]

hihi i love ur post sm they always make my day ☹️☹️ if your request are open i was wondering if you could to Bf!Yunho text !! i never see anything for him 💔 tysm 💗

hiiii thank you so much for ur kind words 🥹🥹🥹 ILYYY!!!

here’s ur request i hope u like it:))

Jeong Yunho || boyfriend texts with yunho

genre: fake texts, one shot au, fluff, idol!bf, crack

warnings: cursing, fem pronouns, very bad jokes i’m sorry, spiritual beliefs (?)

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[potatomountain]

“That’s My Spot”

Nonidol!Yunho x reader (afab) nsfw

Synopsis: A double date with your best friend Yunho leads to something more.

genre: Best friend to lovers, smut, slight angst

Word Count: 5.3k

Warnings: possessiveness/jealousy, smut of the penetrative kind. no condoms were used- don't be silly wrap your willy. Creampie, oral(receiving), fingering- some manhandling, and a bit rough. everything is consensual cuz consent is king.

[The below picture(s) inspired this as well as my moot @hwaightme ] also- HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! posting this early as a treat for you all <3

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Also reminder I don't edit my works ^^' and they do not represent ateez in any way, shape or form. Just delulu fics <3

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After your last relationship you were pretty terrified to get back into the dating scene, but over two years single and one night stands weren’t cutting it, even if it was every few months at least. That’s why you had accepted your latest offer of a date, from the barista at one of your favorite cafe’s, but not without a catch: you asked for a double date.

Really you were just too scared to go on said date alone and had begged your best friend to accept the offer and go with you, which your date was okay with. Even found had a friend who was willing to join in the blind date. The whole situation was awkward, but the simple fact Yunho was going to be there made it a whole lot less awkward for you.

It was a dinner, Yunho having picked you up from your apartment so that you would actually be on time to the restaurant. It was nicer than the ones you would normally go to, so you opted for a dress while Yunho even wore a grey suit jacket over a white button up- you opted for not looking at his pants, just noting they were slacks, as something about him being all dressed up had your stomach tightening anxiously.

You didn’t know it was worse for Yunho. More often than not the two of you were more like bros, wearing casual clothes, sweats, or even pajamas in each other’s presence; so seeing you dolled up and in a dress that rode up mid thigh, your fingers playing with the hem in his passenger seat, had drove him crazy. But not as much as the fact that despite you looking so beautiful, sexy even, in his car, it wasn’t for him.

His silence for the car ride hadn’t helped your nerves and your constant fidgeting hadn’t helped his, so by the time you arrived at the restaurant and met your respective dates, both of you were on high alert with anxiety. Yunho was the tallest of the four of you, even your date had to tilt his head back just a bit to look up at him during introductions. He wasn’t unattractive, neither was the friend he brought, but Yunho thought you put her to shame. She had recently bleached hair, and wearing a black dress cut too low for his liking unlike yours that gave a modest peak but was still enough.

He figured she would at least be a good fuck, so he wasn’t coming out of this empty handed, but he found out rather quickly he didn’t give two shits about sleeping with her, in fact he already forgot her name by the time the four of you were seated. Your date, Taehyung, had his attention more.

All because he sat to your left, which had always- always - been Yunho’s spot since the two of you met back in grade school. He always sat to your left, but somehow he was across the table from you, the blonde sitting to his right and paying him no mind.

By the time food actually got there, you seemed to be the only one paying any attention to him at all, playing matchmaker with him and the blonde while you would go red at Taehyung’s shy flirtations. Yunho opted to stay quiet, noting the way the blonde next to him was clearly interested in your date but he wasn’t giving her as much attention as he was you. Really, he should be glad a guy was interested in you and making you gush like a preteen school girl in a way he hadn’t seen since, well, school- but the fact of the matter was, he wasn’t.

He had to accept the truth that he wanted to be the one making you flustered and hide behind your water; that he wanted to be the one you were on a date with, that you dressed up for... he wanted to be yours. Yunho was ready to call it a 

night, because while he wanted that, he was your best friend first, and while that didn’t curb his anger, he could get it out in other ways.

He turned to the blonde, drinking his coke slowly as he had caught her sneering at you, both you and your date oblivious. Now that- that he wasn’t going to tolerate, and perhaps he should’ve. “I don’t appreciate you glaring at my friend; I’m your date, not him.” He also could’ve said it better, but too late now.

His jab had gotten your attention and in turn Taehyung. Both of you looked to the blonde in confusion while Yunho put his glass down. Blondie’s cheeks were bright red, glaring at him now. Taehyung called out to her, asking for an explanation in a far more gentle tone than Yunho would have used.

“She’s just not even that pretty! Giggling like a damn idiot over every little thing you say.” Instead of dropping it, the blonde just seemed to dig her grave further.

Yunho wasn’t about to let some strange bimbo insult you and dictate who you were good enough for, so he stood slowly, pulling his wallet out and placing enough cash on the table to cover yours and his meal plus some. “We’re leaving, you two have some talking to do.”

“We? Yunho?” You looked up at him, eyes wide and teeth gnawing on your bottom lip. It was a nervous habit of yours he knew well, but currently he couldn’t be bothered to try and ease your discomfort. “Why?”

“I just said why. This chick clearly wishes she was in your spot right now-” look who is talking, hypocritically of you huh? He mentally chastised himself, motioning between the two and taking note of how Taehyung had softened towards the blonde at his words. “I’m not going to stick around and watch, so either we can leave now or you can meet me in the car when you’re done.” He fixed you with a look that seemed rather impassive or void of emotion as he gripped the table and leaned forward a bit.

You had never seen him fix you with a look like that before, but your body reacted immediately, stomach twisting and thighs pressing together. He had been watching you most of the night, which you had been aware of, and truthfully it had been his eyes on you that had you flustered most of the night. Taehyung was nice, sweet and charming even, but you had noticed he seemed to be trying to hard. Now that he was practically staring at the blonde with doe eyes you realized he had been trying to do the same thing you had been doing: trying not to get flustered over someone who wasn’t your date. 

Neither the blonde or Taehyung protested as Yunho urged once more with a lift of his brow. “Are you coming?”

“Yes sir.” You squeaked out, quickly rising to your feet as embarrassment flooded you; where had the ‘Sir’ come from? Well, you didn’t seem to care where it did, only that it made Yunho’s gaze darken and burn on you even more before he was walking pass you, grabbing your left wrist and tugging you along. He was a bit rough, and it was a struggle to keep up with his long strides, but you didn’t protest.

You had never seen Yunho like this, worked up in some way, but it was hot.

By the time you were sitting in the passenger seat again, your brain finally caught up with the realization that your underwear wasn’t dry any more, and it had nothing to do with the man you left in the restaurant.

And everything to do with the man sitting on the other side of the car, gripping the steering wheel, but not starting the car. “Yunho?” Slowly you turned to him, biting down once more on your lip when you noticed veins in his hands practically bulging from his grip on the wheel, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes on the dash. “Yunho say something... you’re worrying me.”

It occured to you he was angry, but at what you had no idea. Or well, you didn’t have the brain capacity to try and figure it out as it was still trying to process that from the moment you saw Yunho at your front door you had wanted him to be your date, and not just because you wanted him sexually, which was a whole lot to process there. You knew he was attractive, liked the fact his size made you feel safe and secure like a giant teddy bear, but now you couldn’t stop thinking about what else he could do with that size- and what else was big.

Funny how now that the figurative dam of your emotions broke, your incessant need for him was at the forefront, dominating every part of you. At least until your stomach began to twist with a growing fear that is. Yunho had finally started the car, driving a bit quicker than he normally would and he was already a somewhat scary driver. 

You were tense in the passenger seat, fidgeting with the hem of your dress and shifting your legs often, making it harder for yunho to find the right words to speak. Every time he thought he could speak up and apologize or something, you were shift in his peripheral and all thoughts would be gone aside from ones he definitely should not be having of his best friend. How would your thighs look slightly bruised from his hands? Or better yet wrapped around his face, or around his waist. 

Every time your tongue would slip out to ease your swollen lip after biting on it, he would wonder how it would look running up his cock. He gripped the wheel tighter the whole way to your apartment, pulling up and parking after a silent drive. He had been too wrapped up in his thoughts not to notice the way your eyes shone with unshed tears. 

He just needed to look in your direction, which he wouldn’t, not until you were leaning over the center console and tugging on his jacket, too anxious to leave the car without a response from him. Now that you realized your feelings you hope you didn’t just ruin your friendship as well. “Please don’t be mad at me Yunho, I’m really sorry this was a shitty date- I shouldn’t have asked you to come.”

You would have continued to apologize if he didn’t grit out your name through clenched teeth. “I’m not mad- just go inside.” It took everything in Yunho to say those words, silently cursing himself knowing that he definitely did sound angry. He wasn’t, fuck he wasn’t, he just couldn’t look at you without having the urge to do something stupid. You had wanted to date that guy tonight, Yunho wasn’t even an option on your radar and yet you were now the only option for him.

“Liar! Yunho-” You whined, tugging on his jacket more until he pulled away. You were fighting off tears, and the underlying voice in your mind that was admiring how attractive he was with a clenched jaw and a death grip on the steering wheel. Even though you were parked and the car was off, he didn’t move an inch from his spot, as if ready to drive off the moment you stepped out; so you refused to leave the car. “What was it? Was it the blonde? Or Taehyung? Are you upset that I’m a big idiot for going on such a date ‘cause I am-” You started to ramble out apologies, each one ticking off Yunho even more.

When you sat back, once more playing with the hem of your dress even more panicked then before, he snapped. Quickly he got out of the car, slamming the door before quickly striding around to your door. You visibly sank further into the seat when he pulled the door open, a whimper leaving your lips as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you up and out with a gentleness Yunho was surprised he could even manage right now.

The second he saw tears running down your face, another apology spilling from your reddened lips, he boxed you in against the frame of the car, unable to stay quiet for much longer. “He was in my spot-” Before you could even process what the words met, his lips were on yours, a pleased groan rumbling the back of his throat as he finally got a taste of you.

He had every intention of pulling away, of apologizing for his lack of control, but you kissed him back- and all reason left him. He pressed closer, large hands moving to your waist to hold you still as he pinned you with his body, allowing you to feel the strain in his pants that had been a constant problem the entire ride from the restaurant. He loved how small you were beneath him like this, the feel of your hands gripping at his jacket to pull him closer despite how close he already was, his knee pushing your thighs apart and riding up until he could feel your heat on the fabric of his thigh.

He cursed, pulling his lips from yours with a heavy pant as they moved along your jawline. “Tell me to stop- fuck, tell me no. I have been trying to tell myself the whole ride- no since I first saw you in this fucking dress- so tell me no so I can stop.” His words were low, guttural, ending as heated pants against your earlobe.

Your hands lifted up to wrap around his neck, your hips moving to grind yourself against his thigh, effectively wetting the fabric with the wet lace of your own underwear. The second his lips had been on yours all of your anxiety and worry had melted away, the need for this man resurfacing with a vengeance once more. “What if I don’t want you to stop Yuyu?” Definitely not when the simple touches, his body pressed against yours like this, made you feel so good you didn't want to stop any time soon- or ever.

He groaned from the use of your nickname for him, his grip tightening for just a moment, pulling you along his thigh to give you the friction your body seemed to be craving. He bit down just under your ear, pleased with the soft moan that spilled from your swollen lips. “I’m claiming my spot then-”

Again, before you could ask, he was picking you up in his arms, making your straddle  his waist as he shut the car door, locking it with the fob before he headed to your apartment, your small purse in his free hand while the other held your rear and kept your dangerously close against him.

With every step the bulge in his pants moved against your clothed core, teasing the both of you incessantly. Unfortunately for you, the elevator ride  held a couple of other tenants coming home from work, so you buried your head in shame into the crook of Yunho’s neck and hoped the other tenants wouldnt ask.

When they looked a few too many times, Yunho however gave them an answer that had you fidgeting against him, warmth pooling in your belly. “My girlfriend had too much to drink is all.”

His girlfriend.

Yunho liked saying it as much as you liked hearing it, and after what he was going to do to you he would make it very clear that is what you are now. No other person to take on dates or dress up for other than him. 

The two of you got off before the last tenant, and he found his familiar way to your apartment door, only then setting you down. Your legs were shaky, and there were bite marks on Yunho’s nape now from where you had to bite back moans whenever he would rub against you just right that the urge to buck your own hips was unbearable. However you managed to make it to your apartment without dry humping him was lost on you.

Of course, the moment your feet were on the ground, your need for him had you rushing your actions, getting the keys out of your bag and fiddling with the door as Yunho held your waist from behind, kissing along your neck and leaving matching marks. He guided you inside quickly, kicking your door shut and reveling in the immediate moan you let out when he ground his hips into your ass.

“Yunho~”

“Yes baby?” His voice was deep, raspy against your flesh as his hands were already at work, tugging your skirt up.

“What did you mean by your spot?” You were ready to kick yourself for asking such a question when in reality all you wanted was him to fuck you senseless. You could hardly believe this was the same Jeong Yunho that you had known since grade school, the same big lovable dork and teddy bear, that seemed to always be happy and loving- yet right now you wanted nothing more than for him to manhandle and use your body for his own desires.

He chuckled, kicking his shoes off as you did the same just before he turned you in his arms and once again picked you up, bucking his hips up into your core. “I couldn’t stand it, watching him fawn over you. All I could think about was that you should be looking at me like that.”

“You didn’t feel this way when I was dating-”

“Don’t bother with him.” Yunho growled out, crashing his lips to yours as he moved through your darkened apartment to your bedroom. “Don’t ask when, or how, I just do, and it was evident tonight. I always sit to your left. I should be the one you wear pretty dresses for. I mean I know it isn’t a matter of should... but I wanted to be.” He breathed against your lips before laying you on your bed, pushing your dress up further.

You realized that he had discovered his feelings for you tonight just as you had: two oblivious idiots now struggling with an ocean of emotions for each other and only one outcome you both wanted.

You blinked up at him when he pulled his lips away, moving back just enough to pull the fabric up and off, tossing it somewhere in your room to be immediately forgotten. His eyes flitted down your body, taking in the matching lacy bra and underwear with wonder at first before his upper lip pulled back a bit.

“Did you wear these for him?” There was a bit of a growl to his words, his thumbs dipping under the waistband of your underwear and pulling them away before letting the elastic snap back to your skin a bit harshly.

You could lie, save yourself from the wrath brimming under the surface of his dark expression, but the thought of him unleashing it onto you was far too exciting to do so. Plus- you always wanted to be honest with Yunho, you always had been. “I did but-”

He didn’t let you finish, pulling the flimsy fabric down so harshly several holes formed in the lace and you knew they were ruined now. You clenched around nothing, gasping as he pushed your legs open and the cold air hitting your folds dripping with your arousal. He already had you so turned on, your brain already practically mush at the way he look at your core, licking his lips slowly as he leaned down.

He ran his thumb over your folds, groaning at the way your body reacted to the light touch, hips lifting to chase his touch. “Look at you, so wet for me and I haven’t even touched you yet.” He murmured approvingly, voice thick with his own need. His eyes moved up the length of you to meet your gaze, his tongue darting out once more. “I’ve been thinking about how good your thighs would look with my head in between them since you first sat in my car tonight in that fucking dress. Do you know how hard it was not to reach over and slip my hand between these plump thighs of yours?” Bit by bit the words were more guttural, one of his digits slowly pushing into you, stilling as you clenched around the appendage. “So fucking tight- all for me?”

“Mhmm-” You whined, lifting your hips as much as you could before his free hand gripped your upper thigh and pushed you back down on the bed to still you. “Yunho please-”

He had been inching closer and closer to your heated core, eyes on yours, only to pause as you whined. “Please what?” You could barely make out his smirk over your own body he was that close to where you so desperately needed some friction- for him to touch. “Use  your words baby.” To taunt you, he curled his finger, pleased with the way your breath hitched.

Yunho had no idea how he was able to stop himself from already diving into your sweet inviting cunt, so desperate for a taste of you, for how wet he made you. It seemed only a thin string of morality and control was holding him back, as if he needed to hear your consent one last time before giving into the desires that had been pumping through his blood all night.

“Please eat me out- or finger me or- I don't care how just fuck me Yunho! I want you so bad, please please ple-” Your pleas turned into moans as he obliged, two fingers pumping into you and curling as his lips happily suckled on your bundle of nerves. Your hands moved from gripping the sheets to gripping his hair, holding him impossibly closer to you as your hips lifted to the rhythm he quickly set, your climax his clear goal.

You could hardly think about anything other than him and the pleasure he was giving you, a shiver running up your spine when he moaned against your nerves, switching between his lips sucking and his tongue applying pressure while his long fingers worked to find that one spot; when he did, he quickly pushed in a third, spreading them out and curling just right, your gut twisting with familiar coils as your high built.

Despite how good it was, how close you were, it wasn’t until he spoke against your clit the muffled words “Cum for me” for you to clench around his digits and soak his hand and mouth with your release. You cried out his name as he he fucked you through your high, mouth pulled away as not to over stimulate your sensitive bud, only pulling his fingers out when you begged him to.

He sat back on his knees, bringing his fingers to his lips to lick them clean, moaning at the taste of you. “Fuck how are you so sweet? I already want more, I could eat you out every day cupcake.”

You blushed at the new pet name, but you didn’t dislike it, a small smile playing on your lips as you looked down at him through hooded eyes. “Yuyu-” You whined, lifting your weak arms to make grabby hands at him, spreading your legs further. “Want you- feel you inside me please.”

Yunho was in awe at the sight of you, fucked out expression, your slick dripping from your still twitching cunt that you kept on display for him with perhaps the sweetest smile he had ever seen on your features, grabbing at him and whining for him to fuck you. It was more than his deepest fantasies that he had never allowed himself to have about you, but clearly still had in the back of his mind. “Fuck-”

He discarded his clothes quickly, tossing them every which way until he was naked at the end of the bed, cock throbbing against his stomach, already leaking precum. He didn’t give you time to appreciate the sight, moving over you and hooking his hands under your knees before pushing them up. He huffed as he realized you were still wearing your bra, and after hooking your legs in the crook of his elbows he lifted you up to undo the clasp and removed the article with much more care than he had your underwear.

For a moment he paused to appreciate your freed breasts, once more licking his lips as he rutted the length of his cock against your folds, covering it with your slick. “Look at you, so fucking perfect- I’m an idiot for not realizing sooner.” He crashed his lips to yours with a newfound need, emotions pouring into your mouth with each brush of his lips and pant into your mouth once he pushed his tongue in to mingle with yours. It was if he couldn’t get enough of you, breaking away only to lay you back down.

He moved his hands back to the back of your thighs, pushing them up and wide until your knees were pressed against your arms. You gripped your calves, staring up at him as he directed his attention down, freeing on hand to guide the head of his cock into you. Your head fell back as he pushed in, stretching you out with more girth- and with each inch pushed in- more length than you were used to. 

He bottomed out, groaning as your walls clenched around him, trying to get used to his size, but Yunho had little patience left after that dinner, little control over the enormous amount of emotions that had overwhelmed him since you first opened your apartment door to him tonight. “This- this is my spot, buried deep in your cunt, far deeper than any one else could ever touch-”

The little green monster reared it’s head once more as he pulled out, eyes fixated where you were joined while your own head was lolled back and panting. “Fuck- even your cunt knows who it belongs to, sucking me back in, aching at my absence. Does it feel that good baby?” He slammed his full length back in, eyes flitted to your face as you cried out, nodding in answer. “Too fucked out to speak already? But I just started laying my claim- come on, let me hear that sweet voice of yours cupcake.”

“It feels so good Yuyu! PLease dont stop!” You cried out, hips lifting to chase his as he began to pull out once more. Your head already felt as if it was full of cotton, but it wasn’t overwhelming in the slightest. 

Pleased, he slammed his hips back into yours, letting out a soft groan. “Tell me cupcake, who does this cunt belong to?” Throwing caution to the wind, and liking the way his words made you clench around him, Yunho buried himself into you over and over, letting the little green monster have control over the reigns. Normally he would never be so rough with you, and with this being the first time you took his cock he knew he would regret it later- but you just looked so good bouncing beneath him like this. 

His hands held your legs in place, your own having moved to grip his wrists and dig your nails down into his flesh as if to try and pull him closer, which resulted in just enough of a shift for him to hit and rub against your g-spot with every harsh thrust. “Y-you! It belongs to you!” You cried out, feeling your high quickly approaching as he continued with reckless abandon. “Yu-yu I’m-! I’m gunna-! so close-”

“Come for me. Come on my cock baby.” His thrusts became more erratic, sweat beading his brow and breath heavy as he leaned down, capturing one of your bouncing tits in his mouth, hooking your ankles behind his neck and groaning as your hands flung to dig your nails into his back. He felt deeper in you at this angle, two more thrusts until you were clenching so tightly around him that even he thought he felt stars, his own climax pulled out of him as he moaned against your flesh, the sound drowned out by your own cry of pleasure.

When you began to shake beneath him his hips stopped, pumping the last of his cum deep into you and laying claim in the most primal way. Pride filled him as he knew no other would be able to fill you so deeply, nor would he let anyone ever get the chance. He kissed up your chest to your neck and then up over your jaw before peppering your lips with sweet chaste kisses as you both worked on catching your breath. Slowly he pulled your legs out from under him, situating them down flat on the bed on either side of him as you giggled under his lips.

The little green monster was long gone, and all that was left was his overwhelming love for you that he just needed to expression in every way he could. “I love you cupcake. So so much, I’m an idiot for not realizing it sooner.”

You were elated, legs and arms jelly but you still wrapped your arms around his neck, giggling against his lips only to whine when he finally pulled out of you. You felt his cum and your own gush out of your folds and pool beneath your bum. “You are a big idiot-”

“Hey-”

“But so am I.” You interrupted his protest, placing a kiss to his sweaty forehead. “I should've realized I loved you sooner as well. Then we could have both been spared that awkward date.”:

He captured your lips in his once more, pulling away only when you were both breathless and giddy. “Let’s agree to never mention that dinner again.” 

You nodded. “Agreed.”

“And also that I always sit to your left, no matter what.” He pointed out as he leaned away from you, maneuvering to slip off your bed and head to the bathroom, the light from the city had illuminated your bedroom enough through the one window, but the little night light you kept in the bathroom also helped you watch his rear as he walked towards said room. 

“Does it matter that much Yuyu?” You whined, rolling onto your side so you could keep watching him.

He glanced back over his shoulder as he flicked the bathroom light on, a soft pout on his features. “Of course it matters- That’s been my spot since the day I met you. I get the left side of the bed too!” He called back in a singsong voice.

You could only laugh, recalling the day in grade school you two had met: new seating arrangements and you sat in a seat to your left so you could sit by the window to daydream, only for Yunho to come up and proudly proclaim “That’s my spot. You sit there.” He had pointed to the seat next to it, no hints of malice or anger when he spoke, just kindly correcting you. You had apologized, moved, and he took his seat.

And somehow ever since, he had always been on your left. Every class, every lunch, when you two went on walks, and now as he curled into your freshly made bed, he laid to your left and pulled you against his chest. You curled against him happily, sighing at how right it felt. “This is my spot.” You used his words against him, placing a kiss to his bare chest just over his heart.

He hummed in agreement, and like that, it was just another way to say “I love you” between the two of you.

#ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez ot8 #ateez yunho #yunho x reader #yunho #jeong yunho #yunho brainrot is real #yunho smut #non idol au #possessive yunho #baistander #doomies #one shot

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ATEEZ August Fic Recs that kept me hella busy

Please don’t forget to read content warnings for each work before reading it and if it’s NSFW minors do not interact !! 

✨ = personal fav

To start with I’m gonna drop off some AO3 fics that had me HOOKED this month

A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out (wy x san x reader) by to_shinestar (NSFW)

All on your tongue (ys x reader) by luvcorewhor3 (NSFW)

bloodline (ot8 x reader) by lowceiling (NSFW) (definitely read the warnings)

Bound To You (ot8 x reader) by CallmeYazzy_Cat (NSFW) (please read the warnings on this one)

catlike (san x reader) by maganxx ✨

Desperate (san x reader x hj) by hanafudaearrings (NSFW)

Kiss of Chaos (sh x reader) by tenelkadjo (NSFW) ✨

the beginning of the end (ot8 x reader) by Ye0ni3_luvrr 

The House of Eden (ot8 x reader) by faerbloom ✨

Without a Trace (ot8 x reader) (vigilante AU) by stayarmytinyzenmoa_1 

Headcanons

Ateez reaction to you initiating your first kiss spontaneously by @ghsthwa

Beneficial (FWB Headcanons) by @lokai-fi  

ateez reaction to you being in need of comfort by @mazeinthemiroh 

ateez boyfriend headcanons by @yunhobug 

ateez reaction: sexual tension by @yunhobug

hongjoong as a boyfriend by @yunhobug 

mtl likely to let you pick his outfit by @i-luvsang

atz reaction to you giving them your hand randomly by @calmdownluv 

san as your boyfriend by @jungwnies 

san sfw alphabet by @jungwnies 

ateez + size kink by @hyuckvanqel  (NSFW)

ateez reaction to you wearing something of theirs by @star1117-archives 

kim hongjoong boyfriend headcanons by @mazeinthemiroh 

park seonghwa boyfriend headcanons by @mazeinthemiroh 

kang yeosang boyfriend headcanons by @mazeinthemiroh 

choi san boyfriend headcanons by @mazeinthemiroh 

san sfw alphabet by @mazeinthemiroh 

jung wooyoung boyfriend headcanons by @mazeinthemiroh 

ateez as acts of service by @dreamyyeosang 

ateez kisses by @star-1117 

sending you pictures of himself to see your reaction by @i-luvsang 

seonghwa astrology observation by @theastromind 

hongjoong sfw alphabet by @jungwnies 

ateez as boyfriends (hyung line) by @honeyhotteoks 

ateez as boyfriends (maknae line) by @honeyhotteoks

Fanfics / One shots

Room for three (yh x reader x sh) by @honeyhotteoks  (NSFW) ✨

And if i stay (yh x reader x sh) pt 2 to the above fic by @honeyhotteoks (NSFW) ✨

Rainy morning (mg x reader) by @nateezfics  NSFW

6:41 (wy x reader) by @halotopicecream  NSFW ✨

#arkive recs #ateez x reader #ateez #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #ateez fanfic recs #ateez one shots #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez headcanons #ateez reactions

[xeriprincess]

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speaks with his eyes, flashing with shooting stars and deep midnight;

yeosang, mingi

speaks with his words, carefully woven together with the strings of his heart;

hongjoong, yunho, jongho

speaks with his actions, drops of his soul spilling out when it won't completely fit;

seonghwa, san, wooyoung

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[yoongis-property]

Wanna read: September

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MASTERLIST

(last update: 09.08.2023)

-ˏˋ BTS ˊˎ-

MIN YOONGI

look down on me like that by @here2bbtstrash

make me by @ppersonna

twirl for me by @gimmethatagustd

Countermelody by @bonvoyagenoona

grey area by @blushoseoks

gwanghae flow by @btssavedmylifeblr

your favourite game by @gimmesumsuga feat. jk

all eyes on me by @here2bbtstrash

drip by @here2bbtstrash

PARK JIMIN

drabble by @eoieopda

no strings by @kpopfanfictrash

him after all by @mercurygguk

cherry flavored by @ppersonna

physical by @ppersonna

JEON JUNGKOOK

never thought by @yoongiphoria

Oh My God, They Were (Quarantined) Roommates by @ot7always

MCD*CKIN by @jinned

caught me by @jeongi

your favourite game by @gimmesumsuga feat. yg

seven days by @hisunshiine

bangtan scouts by @hisunshiine

candles & flames by @taegularities

-ˏˋ ATEEZ ˊˎ-

PARK SEONGHWA

 animal crossing by @kyufessions

Love From Italy by @atinytinaa

paradigm by @yoongiseesawmp3

fuel lines by @chaseatinydream

KIM HONGJOONG

deal by @hongism

Coming Home by @mia-tiny

Horizon by pxedpiper

wildflower by @jumilkies

steeeam! by @feltednettles

JEONG YUNHO

 just between friends by @honeyhotteoks feat. mingi

KANG YEOSANG

The Roommate Agreement by @ateezreactionsandscenarios

Longing by @sxcret-garden

CHOI SAN

only one by @just-some-random-blogger

The sound of our tied souls by @jaehunnyy

Soggy Cereal by @mingtinys

Good luck kiss by @ateezlovely

Our Little Star by @littleocean-rose

SONG MINGI

lavender haze by @feltednettles

 just between friends by @honeyhotteoks feat. yunho

in each other’s arms by @kimsohn

JUNG WOOYOUNG

 Unknown fever. by @a-soft-hornytiny

All 'Cause of a Neck Kiss by @cocobeanncteez

Beans on Toast by @naesarangyunho

CHOI JONGHO

Million Words by @justwritedreams

OT8

into the aurora by @honeyhotteoks

The Buccanneer Queen by @harmonie-writes

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[stayteezdreams]

Mistletoe Mischief

Plot: Yunho takes every opportunity he can to kiss you under the mistletoe, even if that means him following you around with it.

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Gn!Reader

Warnings: Kissing (obvs). Mention of wrists being held down (in playful and romantic way)

Words: 1.4k

As you stared into the cupboard, deciding what you wanted to eat, you failed to hear the soft footsteps creeping up behind you. Grabbing a small bag of your favorite chips, you closed the cupboard and turned around, jumping in surprise.

Yunho stood directly behind you, amused grin on his face and hands behind his back. You let out a sigh of annoyance as you placed your and on your chest.

"What are you sneaking up on me for?"

You rose your brow as he continued to smile at you in silence, mischief in his gaze.

Slowly, he brought his hand out from behind his back as he stepped forward to corner you against the counter. Seeing the mistletoe in his hand, you almost rolled your eyes as you barely refrained from chuckling.

"Yunh-"

Before you could get anything else out, he suddenly swooped down and kissed you. You grunted in surprise as you pushed him away, letting out a bewildered chuckle.

"Yunho, stop!" You failed to sound serious as you giggled at his actions.

Yunho chuckled as well as he tried to kiss you again. Successfully dodging his attacks you dipped underneath his arm and ran out of the kitchen with a laugh, Yunho grinned to himself as he watched you flee.

You shook your head in amused annoyance at Yunho's actions. That had been the fourth time he kissed you under the mistletoe. Apparently the first time after you hung it in the doorway was not enough for him. As he decided to instead, carry it around with him and kiss you whenever he wanted, often catching you by surprise.

The second time had been when you were reading something on your phone. You felt him tap your shoulder and when you looked up, he kissed you, mistletoe in hand and grin on his face.

The third time was about half an hour ago, when you had exited the shower, only to be suddenly scooped into his arms and kissed again.

His actions were undoubtedly cute, and quite romantic, but you knew he had no intention of stopping, which meant it would become more of a nuisance the longer it went on.

Not long later, you encountered him again. As you headed down the hall, Yunho stepped out from his office and blocked your path.

You locked eyes for a moment before you quirked your brow, "What?"

"What?" He repeated, innocence in his tone you knew you couldn't trust.

You squinted suspiciously at him before you tried to walk past, only for him to step in front of you. Stepping to the other side, he only followed suit. After this repeated two more times you huffed.

"What are you doing?"

He grinned happily, "You have to pay the tax."

"Tax?"

He nodded, as he pulled out the mistletoe. You bit you lip to repress the smile that threatened to form.

"Yunho." You kept your tone level, serious.

"Y/n." He repeated in the same tone.

You closed your eyes as you let out a soft breath, "You're ridiculous."

He grinned as he tilted his head sideways, "I know but you love me."

You shook your head as your smile broke out. "Fine."

After quickly leaning up to kiss him, you made your way past him before he could stop you again. You could hear his soft chuckle as you disappeared down the hall.

His attacks continued for the next couple of hours as he surprised you with the mistletoe at any opportunity he could. When you were reading, eating, when you were on the phone, any time you walked into the room he was waiting around the corner.

Finally, when he had his own phone call to take, you spotted the mistletoe on the table and quickly grabbed it. Hiding it in the washing machine, you figured he wouldn't find it. You smiled to yourself as you sat down on the couch and began scrolling on your phone.

It wasn't long before you spotted Yunho entering the room, confused look on his face as he obviously scanned the living room for the mistletoe.

He checked the table, then the couch, then the kitchen before he walked past again, patting his pockets.

"Lose something?" You asked as casually as you could as you watched him searching.

He met your eye, and obviously did not suspect you as you appeared genuinely curious.

He shook his head, "Nope."

You rose your brow, "Okay."

His lack of suspicion did not last as he appeared a few minutes later. "Did you hang the mistletoe up somewhere?"

You met his eyes and shook your head, "No, you're the one whose been carrying it around with you all day."

He hummed under his breath as he casually walked over to you on the couch.

He eyed you closely and you stared at him, "What?"

Reaching over to you, he started feeling your pockets and reaching into your sweater sleeves.

"Yunho!" You said with a laugh while attempting to swat him away.

Finally, he moved to check in between the couch cushions and under the pillows.

He let out a sigh before he placed his hands on your shoulders. "Where is it?"

You shook your head innocently, "I don't know."

He glared half-heartedly as he brought his hands to your sides, "I'll give you to the count of three."

"I don't have it Yunho."

"One..."

"Two..."

"Three!"

As he reached three he began squeezing and tickling your sides, causing you to drop your phone and desperately try to protect yourself. As you laughed and yelled out in alarm, Yunho continued his attack before you finally yelled out.

"Fine! Fine! I hid it, but I'm not telling you where it is!"

Yunho laughed as he stopped tickling you, instead pressing his forehead against yours.

"Is that so?"

You nodded your head, and he only grinned wider. Adjusting himself so he was sitting on top of you, caging you against the couch, you saw a familiar mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

He leaned forward, bringing his mouth next to your ear. "I don't need mistletoe to kiss you."

Suddenly he began kissing you everywhere. Neck, cheek, nose, forehead, and lips.

You failed to hold back your giggles from the onslaught of kisses, failing to push him away as he grabbed and held your wrists.

"Yunho!" You yelled out in a fit of giggles, causing him to finally stop after placing one last kiss to your lips.

You leaned forward, pushing your face into his chest in case he started again. He laughed as he held you against him instead, placing one last kiss on the top of your head.

After a moment of silence he spoke again, "Did it really bother you that much? The mistletoe?"

Pulling away from him and leaning your head back back on the couch you smiled up at him and shook your head. "No, you've just been bombarding me with it so much I thought I'd get back at you a bit."

He pouted dramatically as he gently held your hands. You laughed and shook your head.

"You can't have it back until tomorrow. And I'm limiting the kisses to ten!"

He leaned back as he sighed dramatically making you giggle.

"Only ten?" He asked softly with a pout as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against yours again.

His puppy dog eyes shined brightly as you rolled your eyes, but gave in. "Okay, fifteen."

"Hmmm, how about fifty?"

"Fifty!?" You laughed.

"What?! Don't I normally kiss you a lot more than fifty times a day?"

You shook your head and he frowned. "Really? I gotta up my boyfriend game then."

You laughed as you gently smacked his shoulders. "You do, but not with the mistletoe."

He grinned as he placed a soft kiss to your lips. "Okay. So... fifteen kisses with the mistletoe, and unlimited without?"

You laughed before groaning, "You're impossible."

He chuckled as he settled on the couch beside you, wrapping you in his arms and pressing his face into your neck. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you held him close.

"Guess what?" He mumbled a moment later.

"What?"

As he shuffled around a bit, you watched as he suddenly held something up.

"Wha-"

He chuckled into your neck as he dangled the mistletoe playfully, "I found it a long time ago."

You groaned as you lied your head back on the couch, only for him to reach his hand around the back of your neck and make you look at him. He held the mistletoe above your head as he grinned mischievously.

"The fifteen limit doesn't start until tomorrow right?"

xx End xx

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[shinestarhwaa]

Practice Round || JEONG YUNHO

Summary: Reader asks friend Yunho how to give a handjob so he let's her practice on him before their date

Genre: Smut, bit of fluff

Pairing: BFF!Yunho x Reader

Word Count: 619

Warnings/tags: smut, hand job, dirty language, virgin!reader

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"So, Y/N, are you excited for your date?" Yunho asked, grinning as he took a sip of his drink. "I'm so nervous... he is so handsome and he's also... very experienced," you sighed.

Yunho knew of you being a virgin. The two of you were very open about your lives and he even told you when he lost his virginity to his ex-girlfriend.

"But it's your first date, don't worry about intimacy," he said as he rubbed your arm, "don't force yourself."

"No, I know, but Yunho... I want to. I literally... I keep thinking about him and I... want to touch him, want him to touch me but... I don't wanna be like... so inexperienced. I wish I knew what to do. Like... I don't even know how to give a hand job."

Yunho turned red, thoughts running wild. "I could help with that...," he mumbled. "What...?" Your heart was beating in your chest, thinking about Yunho's cock in your hands. Would it be a good practice moment? He offered it, why not?

"I mean... Ah, I'm sorry, forget it," Yunho said quickly, taking another sip of his drink. "No... No, teach me how to give a handjob, please," you pleaded. Yunho nodded. "Okay... this is just to help you."

Yunho shoved down his pants and boxers in one go, revealing his semi-hard cock. Your mouth watered at the sight. "Give me your hand," he said softly, reaching out for you.

He took your hand in his and wrapped them both around his thick length. Your mouth nearly watered at the sight. Yunho was hiding this package all the time under those jeans?

The two of your hands started pumping his length up and down, making Yunho stiff and harder than he ever had been. "God, yes," Yunho moaned softly when you got the gist, moving your hand up and down on your own. He let go of your hand, letting you touch him freely.

"Y-yes, Y/N, that's good, that's so good," he moaned out when you picked up the pace. You couldn't help but smirk, feeling powerful with having Yunho in such a vulnerable situation.

Curiously you reached out to his balls with his other hand and started massaging them. You were surprised at the feelings, thinking they'd be softer. You smirked and teased him by focussing on his balls, neglecting his red, leaking cock.

"Please, Y/N, m-my dick," he whined. You smirked and focussed on his length again, pumping it up and down quickly. Yunho closed his eyes and groaned. "Oh god, you're gonna make me cum!" the taller moaned out. "Then cum, Yunho-ya," you said, licking your lips, curious about what was coming (spoiler alert: its Yunho)

It took only a few more pumps before he came in thick white ropes, landing on his cock and on your hand. He guided your hand in a slow pace, riding out his orgasm. He took a breath, looking at the cum on your hand, which you were bringing dangerously close to your face.

Curiosity got the overhand of you and you licked up his cum. Yunho's eyes shot wide open. "W-what are you doing?"

You tasted the cum, licking your hand clean. "Wanted to see what it tasted like. Bit salty. You taste pretty good," you bluntly said. Yunho laughed nervously, cleaning himself up with the tissues that were on the table. "Thanks, I guess?" "No problem, big boy."

Yunho laughed and pulled his pants back up. "I'm ready for my date now," you grinned. But Yunho didn't laugh or anything. "Why? You think that dude will make you feel better than I can? You're gonna cancel on him. Go out with me instead."

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[flurrys-creativity]

Happy Death Day

Pairing: Ateez (OT8) x GN!Reader; Genre: Royal AU, SMUT, PWP; Rating: nsfw, MDNI, 18+; Warnings: mentions of death sentences, mentions of prisoners, suggestive, oral (m receiving) eight different times, hints of becoming a concubine; Wordcount: 3.528

Summary: Once a month eight princes sat down to discuss the prisoners futures. So when it was your turn and they asked for your statement, you said something that would change your fate.

A/N: Due to someone sharing Ateez royal concept pictures in a server, my brain went wild. And after sharing my thoughts, I promised @sanjoongie to write it out. Also thanks to her as well as @daemour and @potatomountain for helping me figure out some details! As always please enjoy this and tell me what you think!

You silently watched as another prisoner got dragged to their feet and presented to the council of future kings. 

Ever since the old king died without a successor, six families came forth claiming the throne belonged to them. Though as none of them were able to back down, the sons of those families had to come together and work with equal leadership.

Each task the previous king fulfilled on his own was now distributed to the eight possible candidates. Only the biggest tasks were decided on together. Like Death Day.

Once a month prisoners of the country got presented in front of the council for them to decide on their fate. Some received redemption, others got sent back to prison for another month but most got sentenced to death. 

This month you were the last in line to hear your sentence. You watched silently how the other prisoners reacted to their fate - crying, screaming, literally throwing some tantrums. ‘Pathetic’, was the only thing you could think of and with each case you were more and more certain you wouldn’t give anyone the satisfaction of a similar reaction.

Two soldiers came to your sides and grabbed you by your elbows, pulling you to the front of the large throne room. They dropped you in front of the elevated eight thrones, ignoring how you fell down to your knees and silently groaned in pain.

You pressed your lips into a thin line and got up on your knees, placing your shackled hands on your lap and looking up towards the eight men on their respective thrones.

The thrones weren’t as lavish as the original one behind them. The throne of the old king still stood behind the row of make-shift thrones for the eight men. It seemed to be made out of pure gold and integrated into the floor with plush red pillows to make it more comfortable. 

The make-shift thrones didn’t appear that extravagant. Made out of dark wood and adorned with simple gold applications. Once the new king got chosen the thrones could be removed again as they weren’t connected to the ground.

As one of the men started retelling your supposed sins, you couldn’t care less to listen to it again. Instead your eyes drifted along the men, taking them in silently.

You noticed quickly how they wore similar uniforms. All of them were covered in the colours red, gold and black. 

On the far left from your point of view sat a man, who seemed quite large. He wore a hat, which covered half of his face. Yet you still felt his strong gaze on your form. Prince Song Mingi. His appearance was truly intimidating.

Next to him sat a man whose shoulders appeared to be even broader. He nursed a silver cup in his hand, hiding his subtle smirk behind it. Choi San. He curiously stared at you before he leaned over to his cousin.

Your eyes followed his motion, meeting the expression of a stone-faced man. Choi Jongho. Even under his uniform you could tell he was strong and a man of power. It felt as if every movement of his was calculated - same with calculating everything around him.

While his stare felt unsettling, it was nothing compared to the eyes of the man next to him. Kim Hongjoong definitely had the most unhinged aura surrounding himself. He listened intently to the words of Park Seonghwa, who sat right next to him and read all the information about you from a piece of paper.

He didn’t look up at you, solely focused on his task. Half of his face got hidden behind the paper but you could tell how stunning he looked anyway.

A sudden movement to his right brought your attention further along the line of thrones. Kang Yeosang leaned over to Seonghwa, trying to escape an incredibly touchy Jung Wooyoung with a pressed smile.

Wooyoung lounged on his throne more than sitting on it. His upper body half leaned over to Yeosang, where he tried to grab onto his arm. At the same time his feet dangled over the other side, hitting his overly uninterested cousin every now and then.

Your eyes landed on the large form of Jung Yunho. He rested his chin on his hand and leaned on the armrest of the throne, looking rather bored with the whole situation.

“Y/N?”

Your attention snapped back to Jongho, who raised an eyebrow questioningly. “Didn’t you listen?” He scoffed and shook his head, ignoring the snickering from some of the other men. “I asked for your statement on this matter.”

You tilted your head and blinked a few times to process the question. “What matter? The matter of my death sentence? Are you truly asking me to make a statement about the way I’m going to die?”

San snorted loudly, covering his mouth and face with his free hand.

Hongjoong looked rather amused. A soft grin playing over his lips.

Seonghwa finally lifted his eyes and stared at you, curiosity getting the best of him.

Even Wooyoung and Yeosang halted their spiel and turned to focus on you.

“So you’re not trying to talk yourself out of it? No heartfelt back story, no bribe?” 

You looked at Mingi, one side of your lips twitching into a smirk. “I didn’t know bribing was an option.” You pressed your tongue against the inside of your cheek as you took in the reactions of the eight princes in front of you.

Hongjoong gestured for the soldiers to leave the throne hall with a quick motion of his hand. Once the doors were shut behind them he leaned forward. “Currently your sentence is the guillotine. You’d need a rather good bribe to get out of that one.”

You hummed softly as if contemplating his words for a while. “No guillotine could take away the head I’m able to give.”

San choked on his drink yet again and started heavily coughing, needing Jongho to hit his back. Wooyoung leaned over to Yeosang with a wide grin, whispering something into his ear.

To your surprise though it was another prince, who stood up and called your attention. Yunho quietly walked over to you, stopping only a step away from your kneeling form. “Proof it.”

Your lips curled into a knowing grin. You raised your chin upwards, looking at him through your eyelashes. Even though he didn’t say anything else, his gaze was enough for you to know what he expected you to do.

You scooted closer to him without breaking eye contact. With your chained hands you wandered up along his long legs. With nimble fingers you opened his pants, well aware of the stares from the other princes.

Yunho crossed his arms in front of his chest. He refused to acknowledge the effect your touches and your eyes had on him. 

Another sly grin flashed over your lips. As much as he tried to keep composure, it was the little things that betrayed him. How the muscles on his thighs tensed, how his jaw ticked off or how his eyes got somewhat glassy.

You palmed his hardening dick through the fabric of his undergarments. You licked over your lips. The size underneath your fingertips made your mouth water and your imagination run wild. 

Hongjoong stood up from his own throne. He silently wandered to one side, wanting to have a better view of what was to come. Due to Yunho’s broad frame he wasn’t able to see you at all but he needed to know whether you could hold up to your own claim.

You pulled Yunho’s cock out of his restraints, wrapping the fingers of one hand around the base and pumping it ever so slowly. You moved your head closer to his crotch, kissing along his shaft and up to the head of the dick. 

A soft groan escaped Yunho’s throat and his head tilted back ever so slightly. He needed to focus again and it took him every ounce of self control to look back down. His breath hitched when you opened your mouth and swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock.

You forgot about everything and everyone around you, solely focusing on Yunho’s dick. You opened your mouth further and descended on his cock, taking him deeper into your wet cave. 

“Fuck”, Yunho cursed under his breath, all composure forgotten now that you bobbed your head on his dick and looked at him with big, innocent eyes. His breath became more irregular with the fast pace you set.

As if possessed he grabbed a fistful of your hair, pushing you even further down his shaft. The soft garbled noises you made as he hit the back of your throat turned him on even more. 

Tears formed in the corners of your eyes and you tried to relax your jaw and even your breathing to accommodate Yunho’s huge cock. Still, whenever he hit the back of your throat you couldn’t stop the gagging sound from escaping.

A string of more curses fell from Yunho’s lips until he suddenly stilled, shooting his load down your throat. 

Out of nowhere Wooyoung appeared in your line of view as he pulled Yunho away from you. He whistled in acknowledgement once he saw your empty mouth when you licked some spit from the corner of your lips. 

“Guess, our little prisoner proved it.” Jongho stood next to Hongjoong, observing the situation in front of him.

“What? No!” Wooyoung hurried to Yeosang and pulled him to your form as well. “Anyone can give head for one person! It gets interesting whether Y/N is able to give even more.” With that he positioned Yeosang right in front of your face and pulled his pants down, ignoring the weak protests of his friend.

Yeosang was already hard but when you glanced up at his face you noticed the deep red blush on his cheeks. He covered half of his face with one of his large hands, avoiding to look at you or any of the other princes. Yet he didn’t try to remove himself from the situation.

You kissed the tip of his dick, relishing in the shiver that ran through his whole body. For a while you only took the tip in, letting your tongue swirl around it and suck on it ever so gently. 

Yeosang whimpered, not even trying to keep silent. His eyelids fluttered shut. More and more tremors of pleasure ran through his body.

To both your surprises Wooyoung grabbed the back of your head and pushed you forward, holding you down on Yeosang’s cock. 

Your nose pressed against his sternum. The sudden movement made you choke around his dick, tears immediately running down your cheeks. You barely managed to breathe properly, feeling a slight sense of panic as Wooyoung didn’t let go of your head.

Yeosang on the other hand couldn’t help himself and came down your throat, moaning loudly with every spurt.

Wooyoung finally pulled you off of Yeosang. Though he didn’t give you any time to recover, pushing his own dick into your open mouth almost immediately. 

Your hands came up to his thighs, keeping you steady during the rough movements. After a few hard thrusts you were able to take over, making Wooyoung a moaning mess. You bobbed your head, varying the pace from moment to moment. Still, you wanted to edge him even more. You carefully pulled back your lips, grazing his shaft with your teeth. 

“Ah!” Wooyoung quivered from your ministrations. His knees wobbled dangerously and his whines became more and more desperate. “Please, fuck, please let me cum.”

You hollowed your cheeks, encouraging him to follow his pleas. Hot spurts of cum trickled down your throat.

Wooyoung came with an outcry. As soon as he finished, he stepped back on shaking legs. A thin line of spit connected your lips to his dick until he reached enough distance.

You observed him a moment longer as he ran his fingers through his hair. He looked back at you with half lidded eyes, the pleasure still evident on his features.

“So far our little prisoner only handled one at a time”, Hongjoong stated with a wicked grin. He glanced over at Mingi and motioned him to come closer with a nod of his head.

You watched as both men moved over to your sides. Their height difference made your head spin with imaginations of what was to come. Your eyes switched between both men, barely noticing how they freed themselves and leisurely pumped their dicks. You could only focus on your rapidly beating heart and the heat building inside of your body.

Mingi tapped his dick against your cheek, moving your attention to his long cock. “Open up”, he told you with another tap - this time on your lips.

You followed his command without wasting a second, even letting your tongue roll out. 

“Listens quite well”, Mingi let the others know as he pushed himself into your awaiting mouth. He grunted deeply and placed his large hand on the top of your head, which nearly covered it completely.

Even with his hand on your head, you had to work for him. You chose the tempo and how deep you actually wanted to go. 

But just as you found your rhythm, Hongjoong cleared his throat behind you. He grabbed you by your neck and pulled you off of Mingi’s dick. Hongjoong chuckled at seeing your tear-stained face. “Don’t forget about me, gorgeous.”

You silently shook your head. You’d never forget about him, you wanted to tell him. 

Hongjoong still pumped his own dick, glancing down at himself to indicate you should go to work now. 

While he wasn’t as long as Mingi’s, you still had to relax your jaw while sucking him off. To your surprise though, Hongjoong pushed you away from himself after a moment, motioning for you to focus on Mingi again.

Almost delirious from kneeling between two princes, you felt bold enough to raise your chained hands to use them on Hongjoong’s cock while blowing Mingi. 

You changed between both of them, ignoring how tired your arms got, until Hongjoong commanded you to sit still. 

Mingi and Hongjoong did the rest, only seconds later spurting strings of cum over your face and upper body.

You wiped your face with your fingers and licked them clean right after it. A smile spread over your lips, when you noticed the lustful eyes of the men as they stepped back to make place for someone else.

San’s gaze seemed soft on the surface. He cupped your face, helping you to clean off the cum. He grinned when you eagerly opened your mouth to clean his thumb, silently thanking him for his help.

You swirled your tongue around his digit, looking up at him through your lashes. With every move of your tongue though, you noticed how his eyes darkened and the lust grew more and more prominent. 

San pressed his thumb down on your tongue, smirking when you tried fighting against it. He forced your mouth open. His smirk grew once your jaw slackened. San grabbed his dick with his free hand and rubbed it over your lips, smearing his precum over them.

You wanted to wrap your lips around his cock, wanted to lick along his shaft with your tongue but you couldn’t do anything - just sit there and keep your mouth open for San.

Only towards the end did San let go of your jaw, ordering you to finish him off. 

You wrapped your hands around his base while you hollowed your cheeks to go down on him. You tried rotating your wrists for an extra kick but the limited movements of your hands made the job slightly harder. 

You noticed how San’s nose scrunched up the closer he got to his release. You moved your head back, resting his twitching cock on your outstretched tongue.

San watched how string after string of cum shot into your mouth and pooled on your tongue. He groaned and closed his eyes, throwing his head back until his load emptied out.

With a small smirk you kept your mouth open and moved your tongue around for a bit, playing with his cum before you swallowed it.

You sat back on your heels, licking over your lips. Even though your head and thoughts were spinning, you knew you weren’t done yet. You thought the next prince would simply step in front of you but when you turned your head, Jongho beckoned you towards him.

You pushed yourself up on your feet - the first few steps slightly uncertain from kneeling for quite some time. You walked up the five steps and stopped in front of Jongho, raising one eyebrow as you looked down at him.

Jongho chuckled and simply leaned back, crossing his arms behind his head. He looked at you, daring you to blow his mind.

Without hesitation you dropped down on your knees again. Your hands wandered over his strong thighs and up to the waistband of his pants. You giggled softly when Jongho lifted his hips to help you remove his pants. 

His eyes darkened and focused on you even more after hearing your giggle. Jongho swallowed harshly. Somehow - even without your mouth on his dick yet - he understood the reactions of the others.

You started with small kitten licks, fascinated Jongho only made little hums as a reaction. Trying to get even more out of him, you went down on him. You didn’t go slow nor tried teasing him. You simply desired to take all of him in.

“Shit.”

If you would have been able to, you would have smirked upon hearing him curse and seeing how his mask slowly broke down. The second you felt his dick twitching inside your mouth, you inhaled through your nose deeply and then pushed yourself down on him until your nose pressed against his sternum. You stayed in that position and only moved away once you milked Jongho dry.

Seonghwa appeared next to you and gently pulled you up on your feet, smiling awkwardly when your attention drifted to him. His beauty entranced you. 

“You did so well already”, Seonghwa mumbled and guided you a few steps away from Jongho. He had watched the other princes patiently, keeping silent about his painfully hard dick. He had watched how some of them were hard again and simply resumed to please themselves while they watched you intently. Seonghwa though hadn’t touched himself at all.

“I’ll do well for you too”, you whispered back, hands already rubbing over his clothed dick. 

Seonghwa exhaled sharply and closed his eyes. He took in the feeling, shuddering from the pleasure running through his whole body. “Please.”

Ever so slowly you got down on your knees one more time, removing his pants and undergarments at the same time. 

You wrapped your fingers around his shaft, using your thumb to circle his leaking hole. You looked up to his face, noticing how he bit down on his lower lip. 

He barely opened his eyes - just enough to see you opening your lips and enveloping them around the head of his cock. Seonghwa praised you softly, brushing strands of your hair out of your face over and over again.

Once Seonghwa came, you were barely able to swallow his load before he pulled you up on your feet again and slammed his mouth on yours. He parted your lips with his tongue, licking along your lips, teeth and own tongue as well - tasting his and maybe even the cum of the others. 

His kiss turned your world upside down. Your thoughts tumbled through your head without any control, just like your desire swirled through your whole body. It yearned for more.

After Seonghwa broke the kiss and guided you back to your spot before the eight thrones, you silently stood there - eyes unfocused, breathing irregular and mouth slightly open.

The eight princes had found their respective seats again, sharing meaningful glances between one another. 

“I think all of us can agree that your statement wasn’t just a bluff”, Hongjoong announced, pulling you out of your trance.

“And we’re willing to redeem you.”

“Under one condition”, Wooyoung chimed in and somewhat interrupted Seonghwa, who momentarily glared at him but returned to look at you with a smile and a nod.

“What condition?” You asked carefully, eyeing each of the princes.

“You’ll stay at the palace.” Jongho told you simply.

“Make use of your head.” San had his silver glass back in his hand and toasted it towards you with a wink.

Yunho shifted to the edge of his seat and leaned forward. “Maybe even more than just your head.” A smirk played over his lips as his eyes wandered along your form.

“We wouldn’t want to send you to the guillotine after all.” 

You straightened upon hearing Mingi’s words. But when you turned your head to look at him and saw a teasing grin on his face, you relaxed again and nodded in confirmation.

Yeosang’s deep voice pulled your attention at last: “I hope you’re ready for what is to come.”

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[seongjoong coffee shop au]

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Brother’s Magic ~ Jeong Yunho

His eyes had been on you for most of the night, watching as you sat down beside Mingi. Yunho was all too aware of the sound of your laughter, your little habits that you had when you enjoyed someone’s company and got along with them.

At the start of the evening, Yunho was sure that you were just being friendly, but the more he caught you out of the corner of his eye, the more attention Yunho paid you. He wasn’t quite sure what was going on, but as he saw the smile that was on Mingi’s face too as he spoke to you, he knew there was something.

Throughout the night you just seemed to find yourself clicking with Mingi, you got along with all of the members of Yunho’s group, but there was something about Mingi that just made the conversation so much easier for you.

With your meals eaten, you excused yourself from the table to head to the toilet, smiling down at Mingi as you went. Before you managed to get there though, a hand grabbed at your wrist and pulled you away from the door.

Your heart was in your mouth for a moment until you spun around, jumping slightly as you came face to face with Yunho. The look in his eyes startled you as he smugly smiled down at you, reading your expression like a book.

“What’s going on with you?” Yunho asked, looking at you with an expectant glance.

Your eyebrows furrowed in response to him though, “what are you on about? What do you mean what’s going on with me?”

“All night,” Yunho began to tell you, letting go of your hand. “I’ve been watching you all night long and you seem to be getting along pretty well with Mingi.”

“He’s nice,” you agreed, feeling your figure shrink down underneath Yunho’s stare. “He’s looked after me tonight, I mean I have no idea who most of the staff are here tonight.”

Yunho’s eyebrows raised as you spoke, even as you talked, he could hear the brightness in your voice. It was a cheeriness that he hadn’t heard for quite some time from you, but something that he could definitely get used to.

“Can I go now? I really do actually need the toilet, Yunho.”

“Do you like him?” Yunho sharply asked you before you could turn away, watching your body tense up as soon as he asked the question. “And I don’t mean do you like Mingi as a person, I mean do you like him as in fancy him? Because your eyes are telling me one thing, but I’m interested if you’ll tell me the same thing as well.

You didn’t quite know what to say in reply to Yunho, looking between him and Mingi who was sat at the table. You couldn’t deny that there was something about Mingi, what it was though was something that you just couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“You’re pausing, that means that you do like him, don’t you?” Yunho caught on.

“I-I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do,” Yunho grinned, poking against your arm. “I’ve been watching you all night long Y/N, the way you smile every time he looks at you and laughs at everything that Mingi says. You don’t even do that to me, and I’m your brother, the funniest person that you know.”

Your eyes rolled as Yunho couldn’t help but pay a compliment towards himself, feeling your hand poke against his arm once again as you stopped him from daydreaming about himself.

“You don’t have to lie to me,” Yunho told you as he looked back across at you. “I can help you if you tell me that you like Mingi, Y/N.”

“Maybe this isn’t a friendship, at least not for me, but there’s no way that Mingi would like me,” you sighed, your smile quickly disappearing. “You guys are idols Yunho, world famous, he’s only being nice to me because I’m your sister.”

“What if I told you that that wasn’t true?”

You didn’t quite know what to say as the smile on Yunho’s face turned up. Knowing what he knew, he couldn’t help but laugh, especially as he listened to you fret about not being able to possibly be enough for Mingi.

Ever since Yunho had started bringing you along to the studio and events with the boys, he knew that Mingi enjoyed having you around. When you weren’t there, Mingi couldn’t help but ask Yunho where you were, giving himself up every single time about how much Mingi liked you.

“What are you even on about?” You whispered across to Yunho.

The corners of Yunho’s smile quickly turned up in reply to you, “do you not think there’s a reason why Mingi told you to go and sit beside him at the table tonight Y/N?”

Your head shook, convincing yourself that Mingi was just being nice. “Maybe he just wanted to invite me to sit beside him because he was only a couple of seats away from where you were.”

“Come on Y/N, are you really going to be this humble?”

Your shoulders shrugged as you still struggled to entirely understand what was going on. Yunho slowly seemed to be convincing you, but a small part of you couldn’t help but think that it was all probably too good to be true for you.

“You’re really being serious, aren’t you?”

“I wouldn’t have come here and pulled you to one side if I wasn’t being serious,” Yunho joked, rolling his eyes at you. “Look, if you trust me as your brother then let me have a word with Mingi tomorrow, let me let him know that you like him.”

A shiver ran down your spine as Yunho spoke, glancing momentarily back at Mingi. His smile was still wide as he started talking to Jongho, entirely unaware of the two of you talking about him.

“You really expect me to trust you? Shall I remind you of all your stupid pranks when we were growing up?”

“I’ve got this,” Yunho assured you, resting his hand against your shoulder. “Think of this as my way of apologising for all those stupid pranks that I played on you and try and work my magic to set the two of you up.”

A soft sigh escaped you, “and you’re absolutely sure that Mingi might like me, right? You’re not going to end up humiliating me in front of him Yunho.”

“Everyone could see the way that he was looking at you, and you at him too Y/N.”

Your head finally nodded in reply to him, “alright, I’ll let you try say something, but if this goes wrong, it’s on you.”

“It won’t go wrong,” Yunho confidently told you, “I’ve been observing the two of you for weeks and I know for a fact you like each other. I’m not going to sit back and let the two of you pretend to just be friends for the rest of your lives without ever knowing how the other person feels.”

“You make us sound like we’re in some sort of romantic movie,” you laughed, “it’s not that deep Yunho.”

“Not yet, but when I work my magic, it will be.”

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