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key201303 · 2 years

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Pairing: CollegeStudent!Taeyang x CollegeStudent!@sepguuu

Word count: 2461 words (long af to compensate the wait 😌)

Warnings: angstish (?)

Genre: fluff, angstish, enemies to lovers

Plot: After your bestfriend betrayed you by making you confess your feelings to your crush and get humillated by everyone, you swore you would never talk to him. But years after a boy with a username quite cute appears in your contact list of the trendy app everyone is recently using to communicate and meet people. Will you be able to keep your promise when you find out who that boy is?

DISCLAIMER: TEXT IN PINK IS A MEMORY

A/N: First of all I'M SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG 🙏🙏 I really hope y'all like it and specially that @sepguuu likes it and enjoys it to the full ❤❤ thank you so much for waiting 💙

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“What is so interesting that you can’t keep your phone away lately?” Your best friend asked as you both finished your lunch before heading to the last class of the day and week. “Oh it’s nothing.” You answered expressionless, throwing your phone back into your bag after sending one last message. “I can’t believe you’re 24/7 glued to that phone if there’s nothing making you do that.” She answered as you both stood up and headed out of the cafe to go back to class. She knew you quite well and when it came to hiding stuff from her, you hated the fact that she could perfectly read you like an open book. Especially if it was boys and love related. Some people may wonder what is so special about that one app you installed a few months ago to chat with people. But the reality was that you found a boy in there that would gladly listen to your ramblings at the end of the day and somehow it became a stress reliever to talk with that unknown boy. And the funniest thing of the whole situation was that in the very beginning you just installed the app so you could talk with other people about it since it became pretty popular against the students of your college and the colleges around the neighborhood you lived in.

You both walked down the crowded halls of the college, walking as fast as you could so you wouldn’t be late to the last class of the week. “Look at your bestie.” Your friend said, pointing at a tall, brown haired boy. “Don’t you dare to call him my bestie again.” You said as you passed next to the boy and rolled your eyes without looking at him. “I really can’t believe you guys are still mad at each other for something that happened 14 years ago.” Your best friend said as you both finally entered the room where the class was about to take place. She was kind of right, being mad at him because of something he did 14 years ago was kind of childish. But you weren’t mad at him because of what he did but because until now, he hasn’t apologized to you for what he did.”I swore I wouldn’t be the first one saying sorry.” You said as you both took your usual seats and as you unpacked your stuff ready to start the class. “Come on, it is Yoo Taeyang who we’re talking about. There’s no way you will be the last one to say sorry.” Your friend added right before the teacher entered the class, creating a deathly silence in the room and not letting your friend explain herself for what she said.

You lowkey hated him, but not to the point to think he was a bad person or the kind of person to never apologize for their mistakes. But her words definitely kept ghosting your mind for the whole class and even some part of the evening. Why would she think he was that kind of person? Were you that blinded by your anger that you couldn’t see how prideful Yoo Taeyang was?

“I promise it’ll be okay and that he’ll love it!” Taeyang said as he tried to help you with the last details of the flower bouquet he suggested you gifted that boy you’ve been having a crush on for the last 3 years. “Okay… I guess I’ll have to trust you.” You said, worry written all over your face. You didn’t want to be rejected or humiliated by that boy. You didn’t even know how Taeyang managed to convince you to do all of this to confess your feelings to that boy. But you guessed you just trusted him because after all he was your best friend. And even though he wasn’t the boy’s best friend, he was pretty close to him so Taeyang definitely knew more things about him than you would ever know.

“I hate you!! How could you do this to me?? You knew how important this was to me!!” You shouted, breaking the flower bouquet into Taeyang’s chest as tears ran down your cheeks like a waterfall. You couldn’t believe he made you get all excited about being brave enough to confess your feelings to later on find out he just plotted everything so the boy you had a crush on hated you and rejected you. “I will never in my life regret anything I did.” He said, pretty convinced of doing what’s correct. “He wasn’t a good choice for you.” Taeyang added, making you feel more and more angry. “That’s not your decision!! Stop acting like you were my mom or someone that is important to me! You’re absolutely nobody!!” You said full of anger. Maybe your words were poisoned by your anger and maybe you would regret saying those things to your best friend. But it was all you could say. It was all that came out of your mouth at that moment. “Say sorry for what you just said.” Taeyang was clearly hurt by your hurting words. “I swear to God I will never be the first one to say sorry. Not anymore.” You said with a fierce voice and walked away as soon as you finished your sentence.

The alarm on your phone woke you up from that terrible dream of remembering your past with Taeyang. Your heart rate was fast and you felt pretty mad at the stupid memory of what happened between both of you and the main reason why you both don’t talk to each other nowadays.

The moment you got out of bed and noticed it was weekend, a small and weak smile creeped on your lips as you walked down the stairs to make you some breakfast before you laid on the couch to binge some of your favorite series that you couldn’t watch during the week due to all the amount of works and assignments you had to do for college.

You were about to take the first bite of your breakfast when your phone lit up with a notification. As soon as you saw the notification you knew you had to drop your toast and answer the message immediately. It was a message from the boy you met in that meeting app. You couldn’t believe you were willing to talk to a stranger on a meeting app from the very beginning of the day but here you are, sitting on your pajamas in the kitchen counter with a pair of toasts and a coffee getting cold and answering messages of that anonymous boy. The only thing you knew about his identity was that he lived in the same city as you and that he attended the same college as you. But seeing his username being “sun_boy” you couldn’t really figure out if you knew him or not.

It definitely felt more surrealistic now that he asked you to meet him in person for the first time. You didn’t really know if it was a good idea to go and meet that boy in person. After all, you didn’t know his identity and seeing the news these days didn’t help either. But you had to admit you were pretty curious about the identity of that sun_boy user and to see if you could also fall in love with his looks apart from falling for his great personality.

An hour went by and you were finally doing some quick tweaks to your outfit and make-up before going out to meet with the boy. The evening was chilly despite the fact of getting closer to the summer vacations and the sky was tinted with a beautiful palette of roses and purples mixed with oranges and yellows, characteristic of a beautiful evening of a summer day. You felt extremely and surprisingly excited about meeting the boy that has been the main reason for your smiles lately and, to be honest, the option of him being a weirdo wanting to hurt you was not a viable option in your mind. You were way too confident of him being a nice person that you couldn't picture him doing something bad to you. Maybe that was one of the reasons why people kidnapped others, because of the excess of confidence but you were too immersed in the thought of finally meeting the boy that made your heart race like a teenager to question yourself about possible bad things that could happen that night.

As soon as you were getting closer to the cafe where you agreed to meet with that “sun_boy”, you spotted your worst nightmare sitting on one of the tables alone. Why is he here alone? Why does he always have to appear in the most nice moments of my life? You questioned yourself as you kept walking towards the cafe, trying your best to look at him in a discreet way but deep inside you, you perfectly knew you were straight staring at him.

You decided to ignore the brown haired boy and head inside the cafe to wait for your date. “(Y/N).” You heard Taeyang saying before you could even open the door that separated the cozy insides of the cafe and the chilly outsides of the said building. “I don’t have time for your bullshit Taeyang.” You said, opening the door and not making any eye contact with him. “I’m sun_boy.” Taeyang said with a quiet thread of voice. You couldn’t hear him and when he noticed you didn’t hear or pretended not to hear what he said, he repeated his words a bit louder. The moment you heard his confession, your blood froze in place, not letting you move your muscles. You didn’t know if he was joking or if he was right, but you couldn’t help being shocked by his sudden confession. “Stop lying with stuff like that… It’s not funny anymore.” You said, turning around to finally meet his gaze. “How would I know you were talking to someone called like that on a private and anonymous app? Don’t you see that’s impossible and quite stupid?” He said letting out a nervous and sarcastic laugh. He was right. It was impossible that he knew that you used that app and that you were texting with someone with that username. “I told you to come here because I want to talk with you, in person, not hiding ourselves behind a screen.” He said, standing up from his seat and walking towards you. He begged. He begged for you to hear what he wanted to tell you. But you didn’t want to hear any of his excuses anymore. You didn’t want to go through what you had to go through 14 years ago again. But the moment he mentioned he just wanted to give you a good reason why he has been doing all of that and give you a proper apology, everything started to change.

“I know I did something terrible… I really know that and trust me, I hate myself for what I did.” He started to say, without being able to lock his eyes with yours. “You did all of that because you wanted, nobody made you do it.” You said, also avoiding his gaze. You were done trying to believe that he did what he did just because he didn’t know what he was doing. But at this point, 14 years later, you knew that it was just an excuse you built yourself to not believe your best friend betrayed you like that. “Maybe you don’t believe me with what I’m going to say, or maybe you will never forgive me if I tell you the truth. But at this point I couldn’t handle the situation anymore.” Taeyang said. You frowned, looking at him confused. “I like you… And I always have… When all of the crush thing happened I was just jealous that you would like someone else instead of me. So I wanted to keep you away from them. I know I was stupid and pretty immature but when I grew and noticed the monumental mistake I made, it was too late to tell you that I was sorry. You didn’t talk to me anymore and you avoided my presence everytime I approached you.” He started to explain. You were speechless and shocked. “And then everyone started to use the tlk2me app… And I thought it would be a good idea to create a profile and see if I could contact you there.” He finally confessed. You couldn’t believe you have been deceived again by him just because he wasn’t brave enough to tell you the truth and facing the cruel reality. “Why is everything a lie in our friendship?” You quietly asked, a few tears threatening to escape your eyes. “You could have just told me from the very beginning that you liked me and nothing of this would have happened…” You said, tears finally filling up your eyes.

You also liked him since the very beginning, you also wanted to be with him since the very beginning but because of the lack of confidence in him to express his feelings you thought he just wanted to be your best friend and so you moved on. It hurts you to leave your best friend behind. It hurts you that you had to leave behind your very first crush. But the worst thing was that he never apologized to you and that made you feel like he really never cared about you. “I’m really sorry (Y/N)... I really am.” He said, his eyes glued to the floor. He knew the moment his eyes would meet yours he would shatter into pieces. **

2 months later… “I can’t believe after all you guys are living happily ever after.” Your best friend said, rolling her eyes at the sight of you and Taeyang holding hands as the three of you headed to get an ice cream to celebrate the summer vacations. “Those happily ever after don't exist.” You said, rolling your eyes, refusing to think about your new relationship with Taeyang to be part of those cheesy fairytales. “Not happily ever afters but maybe destiny does exist.” Taeyang said, winking down at you and drawing a soft smile on your lips. You had to admit he was kind of right. You guys went through a lot, but in the end, you're together again. “It’s like a code lock and the code. If they’re apart they can’t work but if they’re matched together they're perfect.” Taeyang added, making you and your best friend laugh. “We’re like a Love Code lock.” He finally said, pecking your left cheek.

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ultadachi · 3 years

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i just started stanning pentagon like last week...yay! ive been frustrated with the lack of pentagon content on this platform tho🥲 but im super happy i found your blog?? so yeah, this is just some random person thanking you for posting all this pentagon content 😌 take care!!

AAAAA HELLO BABY UNI!!!!!

yeah for some reason not a lot of people make stuff for ptg other than gifs. like there’s not a ton of ptg fics, but there’s also not a ton of people reading them either. but i like making content for them and i’m glad there are people who enjoy it 😌💙

#ailoveyuta #ps there's also more content on my main blog!!!

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fantasia-monogram · 3 years

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helloo!! 😊 I’ve been wanting to send a request for like days now but I’m shy 🙈 but recently this baby fantasy found out her bias has a thigh tattoo 😩 damn I would go on my knees and appreciate…that tattoo (and then him ofc) 😇 but idk could you perhaps write something with zuho? i feel like i’ve reread all the zuho smut i could find on tumblr :’( and honestly i’ve been reading your works for the past couple of days and damn you can write smut 🥵 like I genuinely enjoy reading (and rereading) your works and it makes me feel things 😏 (damn sorry this is a long ask and im just rambling 😷)

I'm not sure if I understood that correctly - you'd like me to include a tattoo theme in a Juho smut?

I had an idea for a longer Juho fic recently, but you'd need to be okay with my headcanon of him not seeking any serious relationships!

#answered #ailoveyuta

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bluejaem · 3 years

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hi could i be added to the taglist for the story of us? ☺️

hello! Thank you so much for showing interest <33

#asks #ailoveyuta #taglist — tsou

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ailoveyuta · 3 years

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Hi Jana. Miss ko na yung random pop mo sa asks and comments ko. ☺️ But take the rest you need, medyo nakakastress ang buhay ngayon but you're doing well. 😁 Take care of yourself, baby. Keep safe lagi. ❤️❤️

omg ate nina miss youu so much 🥺☹️ take care din ate, love you 💖

#huhuhuhu ate nina is so sweet #ate nina is the best #ailoveyuta loves yutahoes

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yutahoes · 3 years

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Stranger

pairing : stranger! Yuta Nakamoto x erotica writer! Reader genre : Smut (Please be warned 🙈) summary : A stranger helps you write an erotica. word count : 1.2k words tag list : @ailoveyuta @aiforyuu @yutazen01 @2-3-t-i @dreamlesswonder86 @cosmiclatte28 warnings: Reader is an erotica writer, cursing, sex with a stranger, oral (female receiving), nicknames, face riding, penetrative sex, protected sex

a/n : Inspired by this Yuta punch look and that one fancam of him. 😁 Enjoy!

'...And with his last thrust, he came in the condom.'

You groaned as you finished typing the particular scene in your mind. Why did you decide to be an erotica writer? This is harder to write than typical romance tropes that you're used to writing. Why challenge yourself like this?

Should I just try angst? Maybe a psychological thriller? You thought to yourself as you sighed on your chair just as the bells of the coffee shop chimed.

Your eyes darted to the young man who entered the door. He looked ethereal, to say the least. You bit on your pencil while observing the way he walked to the counter that exudes charisma. His hair, a striking silver with a black undercut, made him hotter. Your gaze went south to his back then to his exposed left arm which shows a blazing black tattoo. When he reached for a coffee cup, you noticed the rings on his veiny hand. God, that's freaking hot. Imagine how those would feel touching you.

You almost squealed in surprise when he turned around and you saw how handsome he looked. Totally hot. A slit on his eyebrow made him seem like a real bad boy. Someone who wouldn't show mercy in bed. His red lips looked delectable that you unconsciously licked yours.

You gasped when his gaze turned to you, quickly turning your head to the huge window beside just to avoid him. He cannot find out that you're checking him out. But he sat on the vacant table in front of you, facing you.

This is weird. You were just observing him earlier. Now, you can easily make out little details of him, like the piercings on his ear and the black color of his fingernails. Truly, an epitome of a bad boy.

Your hands unconsciously started writing the details about him on the tissue paper as your scratch. You wanted him as the character of your story. A bad boy who only wanted to be pleased and a submissive girl who wanted him.

A smile crept on your lips. You might just finish your erotica. Your gaze went to his, the last glance to see his face and imagine just how hard he can take your character.

To your surprise, he was staring straight at you.

You scrambled to get your things inside your bag, hastily standing up that some of the books you had fell on the floor. You kneeled to get your books when someone handed you one of the books, Fifty Shades of Grey. You glanced at him and he seemed amused, not at your book choice, but the scribbles in a tissue paper. Fuck. Why does he have to see that?

"Uhm… I…" But he just looked at you, holding the tissue paper out. "I'm sorry." That's all that you can ever say in this situation. He's going to be mad, you're sure of that.

"What is this for?" You had to look at him. His voice. It sounded so dominant. So manly. The way he stared at you made you feel small. And it turned you on. Fuck, isn't this the story you had in mind?

So you explained, to this stranger, that you're an emerging erotica writer. A writer who just needed a model to get inspiration from. "So, are you already inspired to write?" You gulped then shook your head, mesmerized at how he smirked at you. "Do you want my help?" You want him. You're sure of that. So you just winged everything and said yes to him.

You found yourself in a motel room, held in the arms of the stranger who you're craving for in the coffee shop. Those strong arms which you confirmed as truly muscular. His lips feel so soft against yours. His scent, like a drug, pulls you in.

The guy licked your bottom lip before grinning in his sexy smile that you badly want to punch him. "Virgin?" You shook your head and he chuckled. "Any preferences, sweetheart?" The way that nickname rolled on his tongue seemed so natural. How many girls fell for this guy's charm? Countless, perhaps?

He started removing his sleeveless shirt, his body adorned with multiple tattoo designs. You wanted to run your tongue on every color painted on his skin. He sat on the edge of the bed, legs parted that you can make out the outline of his throbbing member. You gulped. He's big. "I want to pleasure you." He chuckled then pulled you to sit on his lap.

"I don't roll that way, baby doll," he whispered against your ear, making you shiver. His hand on your back sent a warm tingly feeling on your body, straight to your core. "Let me pleasure you first."

He's good. So good. With his lips. With his tongue. With his hands. You've never felt like this before. A blazing warmth traveled on your insides. A fulfilled want that made you scream.

You were breathless when he started attacking your lips, his hand unbuttoning your jeans. "Ride my face." Your eyes widened at his suggestion, asking if he's sure about it. "This will be some great material for your story.” He reasoned out. “Don't worry sweetheart. It won't kill me."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This is something you can just watch in porn or hear from countless sex stories, like a myth you can't even prove. And this is happening now. A stranger letting you experience it. He helped you remove your pants and underwear, him smirking at your nakedness. Your cheeks heat up at the intense gaze that made him chuckle. "You're beautiful, baby doll."

He lied down on the bed, urging you to kneel on his face which you did nervously. Your hands held on the headboard, eyes looking straight on a spot on the wall. You could feel his breath on your moist folds, your grip stronger than earlier. His hands held your thigh, guiding them down closer to his face.

A moan escaped your lips when you felt his lips on your clit, replaced by a scream when his tongue entered you. Fuck, it feels so good. He kept on lapping you up, tongue hitting spots that no one had ever explored before. His nose was brushing against your clit adding pleasure that radiates through your own body. You wanted to ride his tongue, to bounce up and down but his hold on your thigh kept you on his face.

You arched your back at the intense pleasure, your legs getting weak at the impending orgasm on your body. “I’m close.” You warned but he kept lapping you up, urging you to cum on his face. Your cheeks were heating up at embarrassment. You just rode someone's face and squirted on him. Quickly, you stood up to let him breath. Fuck, you might have killed a person if you weren't too pleased by this.

He pulled your leg closer, kissing the inside of your thighs that you covered your mouth to prevent from screaming too loud. "You taste so fucking good, sweetheart." He complimented as his hands pulled your shirt up, revealing your brassiere. "You look so beautiful." He expertly removed the constraints of your breasts, mouth quickly devouring one of your mounds. His mouth. It's so good.

While his mouth is busy with your breasts, his fingers entered you. You could even taste the iron in your lips from too much biting just to prevent yourself from making a sound. His rings were cold against your skin, adding pleasure through your body. "Oh, God!" You shouted when he bit your nipple while pushing a finger inside you. He's indeed a God. A true sex God.

Your head was still clouded when he pulled out of you, smirking at your labored breath. "I think you're ready for me sweetheart." You gasped when he took a condom out of his pocket, ripping it using his teeth. The gesture is so hot that you can't take your eyes off him. The man unbuttoned his skinny jeans, pushing them down just to free his raging boner and you licked your lips at that.

He pulled you close, guiding you to his length. "Fuck, you are so tight." He groaned against your ear that made you moan. His mouth was on yours, transporting you back to his amazing mouth skills. He jerked his hip up that you feel him filling you up, earning a moan from you. He took it as a chance to slip his tongue inside yours.

Another thrust and you almost bit his tongue. "Do it again." You begged that made him smirk. He threw you to bed that made you squeal, body bouncing on the mattress of the bed as he hovered above you. His arms caged you in as you desperately cling to him.

The man started moving his hips, pounding you to the mattress of the bed that squeaks in protest. His thrusts were so forceful that all you could do is cry in pleasure. If there's a person next room, they'll probably hear you. Heck, the whole building might hear.

But you don't care. Not when the sex is good like this.

He didn't falter his movements even if you're squirming in intense pleasure, your insides clenching against him. His little groans turned you on that you scratched his back as an orgasm hit you hard. Your breathing was so rough that you're scared you might just die and you can hear your heartbeat drumming against your ear. He kept on drilling into you, shouting profanities as he reached his own orgasm.

"That was…" You started in between heavy breaths. "so good." The guy only smirked, pulling out of you. "I just have to remember it." He removed the liquid-filled condom, tying it then dropping it next to the bed.

He lay down beside you, his hand traveling from your breast to your moist folds. "Why bother remembering it when I can do it again?" He inserted his fingers in you. You clawed his arm as you screamed his name.

You stopped typing. A name. Your character doesn't have a name. What is his name? The character should be shouting his name. Should you make a fictional one?

A knock on the table startled you. But the guy in front of you surprised you much more. Him. The silver-haired, tattooed guy your character is derived from. "Can I sit? There are no vacant chairs." When you glanced around, the coffee shop was indeed full so you nodded, taking some of your papers scattered on the table to give room for him on the table.

Should you talk to him? Ask him his name so you can write something. Should you continue typing? Pretend that you’re busy working. “You always come here.” What? You came where? You glanced at him, looking really confused. “Am I disturbing you?”

You shook your head. “No. No. Sorry. What was that?”

He smiled. “Let me guess…” You raised an eyebrow at him. “A writer?” Is it that obvious? You nodded. “Romance?”

“Erotica.” You answered then stopped. You’re digging a hole for yourself. He only nodded, making an o with his mouth as if amused by it. “You?” It was a terrible way to communicate with someone, you know. But your mind is just whirring at the thought of his name. Just his name.

“Tattoo artist.” You blinked twice. God, that was hot. “My shop is there.” He pointed at a black colored establishment that said tattoo and you nodded. “Do you want to get inked? I’ll give you a discount.”

You shook your head while smiling. “My dad will kill me.”

“Yet you write erotica. You’re not being the best daughter, baby doll.” You were startled. Baby doll? “You don’t look like an erotica writer.”

“What do I look like?”

He smirked. “My future girlfriend.” You bit your lip to prevent yourself from smiling. That’s smooth. Real smooth. “Do you think maybe I can be a character in one of your stories?”

You raised an eyebrow. “Probably.” Then asked the question that’s been running in your mind, “What’s your name?”

He smiled, reaching out a hand to you. You gaped at the rings adorning his fingers and the painted nails that would look so pretty to suck. “Yuta Nakamoto.”

“Yuta.” You repeated, smiling to yourself. You just found the missing puzzle of your next story.

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cosmiclatte28 · 3 years

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Tongue Piercing (Yuta x reader)

A/n : the promised, Nakamoto Yuta tongue piercing scenario :D not the best out there, but y’all are thirsty for yuta’s tongue piercing jk lol or yes?

also happy lunar new year! (づ￣ 3￣)づ

tags : to my fellow yuta simps :”) @yutahoes @ailoveyuta @2-3-t-i

warning : suggestive, piercings, yuta is a flirt (but so are you)

enjoy~~

“Back here again Nakamoto?” You ask after hearing the small bell on the door chimes. You glance from cleaning up the greeting table to the tall man with a gummy smile portrayed on his face.

“Yes I'm here as you can see.” He shrugs his shoulder and takes off the cap and mask he used to hide his face.

You watch the clock and notice it's already working time. You wonder where your colleagues are, it's a bit unusual for them to be late.

“Alone?” The man asks you once again as he walks to stand in front of you.

You nod, this is Nakamoto Yuta, a regular customer in your tattoo and piercing parlor and he is your boyfriend. Well don’t be surprised at your morning encounter, he is an idol so he doesn’t live with you. You rarely check your phone in the morning, so maybe you missed his message about coming here.

“What are you planning to do? Visiting me or you're here for something else?” you fold your hands over your chest leaning on to the table you've just cleaned.

Yuta smirks and pulls your chin “Is that how you greet your boyfriend?”

Before you can roll your eyes for his clingy behaviour, he already takes over your lips with a short kiss and that’s that.

“I am here to visit you and at the same time for a new pierce.” He cups your cheeks and you just wait for him to explain everything.

“Didn’t we agree you had enough already this month?” you ask in your squished cheek phase and Yuta giggles at that and he pulls his body away from you.

“I am not talking about my ears.” He says as he pulls a small mirror he found on the desk and examines his ear. You were right, his ear has had enough!

“Then where?” you ask a little bit shy.

Yuta cocks his head upon hearing your cracked voice “I guess you were thinking of wild things… judging by your cracked voice.”

You shake your head and mumble in your heart “Come on be professional about this.”

You take a deep breath and smile “Okay so tell me Yuta where do you exactly want the new piercing?”

“Actually after getting one for my navel, I really want to have another one in my tongue.” Your face fall and he has the audacity to click his tongue and winks at you.

“Tongue?” you stutter at him. He nods and licks his lips slightly.

“That hurts so much Yuta!” you yell a little bit at him.

He nods “I’m aware of that.”

You shake your head “Are you sure? Like really… I always make sure my customer are ready if they ask for a tongue piercing.”

Yuta teasingly leans closer to you “And honey who else should I trust in piercing my tongue if it's not you?”

Your mouth can only open and close like a fish and Yuta pinches your nose “Now, why don’t you get the needle ready before the store gets crowded and you'll be busy with your clients. It's a relieve I am here alone with you.”

He pushes you lightly to the working room and you can only hide in the store room as you prepare the needle and anesthesia needed.

Yuta has taken the seat like piercing was nothing big nor painful. This man can be a masochist who enjoys the pain. Gosh … you shake your head as you bring all the equipment to the table and puts over your sanitary gloves and mask.

“Do you bring the stud already?”

He nods and reaches to his pocket, then gives it to you. You nod, nothing new. Something simple only a round ball stud.

“Have you eaten a good meal?” you try to lighten the mood. Yuta nods “I've eaten all the good stuff. I know I won’t be able to eat painlessly for several week but I'm on a diet for a comeback don’t worry.”

You sigh “Okay, well if this is what you want I'm glad I got to be the one doing this. I'll make sure there's no regret and it's gonna be pretty.” You wink at him.

Yuta chuckles “Gosh I cannot wait to kiss you!”

You slap his firm tight “Pervert! You shouldn’t kiss not until I make sure there is no inflammation or infection! Now open up that mouth baby,” your voice turns husky within a gulp and you're glad no one else is here.

Yuta taps your ass “Wasn’t I the one in charge?”

You click your tongue “Not for today, I guess. Now open,” you gently hold his chin as Yuta’s eyes glisten when he sees you inject the anesthesia to him.

“Close your eyes, let me focus.” You wink and start doing your job.

It doesn’t take much time; you know Yuta can literally bare any slight pain when it comes to piercing.

You place the metal ball and finish the last touch. After making sure you’re done, you tap his shoulder.

“All done! Now, the pain will come in like another half of an hour. I suggest you drink a pain killer and please let me know if you feel any pain okay?” You cup his cheeks into your palm.

Yuta smiles through the numb feel in his tongue, he opens his mouth to talk but his tongue still cannot cooperate. You giggle and kiss his nose, “Don’t worry. Your tongue should be numb, and you can’t talk well for a while. But it’s regular.” Yuta only nods and he gets up to leave the chair.

You walk him to the front desk again and find your colleague already standing there.

“Alright, I’ll go.” Yuta speaks unclearly but you nod your head and just give him a thumbs up.

“Oh! Take this with you, you’ll need it.” You put your lip balm in his palm and he only smirks when he sees you blushing.

Yuta knows that is the favorite cherry lip balm he always smooches from you, and he knows you’re sending him some naughty ideas to his head.

You did not see Yuta for the last week, it’s already ten days since you pierced his tongue, five days since he came to have them checked for any problems, and after you told him he is already ready to use his tongue like usual, he’s gone.

You understand he is busy with his practices, but you did not expect him to suddenly knock on your door one Saturday night, looking all hot in his sleeveless black shirt.

“Oh! You didn’t tell me you’re coming.” You peek from your door, actually not prepared to receive him in your house. You haven’t really cleaned up your mess and you yourself look so plain and messy.

Yuta smirks “Does a boyfriend need to set a schedule to come visit his own girl? Move aside, let me in before anyone notices I am here and before I found any man in your room other than me.”

You roll your eyes and open the door for him, he directly enters without much hesitation. Running his eyes through the room and make a quick scan on you.

He chuckles, “Isn’t that a bit too revealing?” he asks when he notices your super worn out tee shirt and shorts. Well they’re the best to sleep In with so you don’t mind using such worn out clothes that happened to be “revealing” to Yuta.

You pull the sleeves of your tee up and shrug “Nah, it’s super cool with this, also I am sleeping alone Yuta. No one bothers what I am wearing.”

He places his bag down and jumps to the sofa on your living room.

“Good, no other man here.” He giggles as he pats your head. You sigh “Really? You came just to check if I am cheating on you?”

He raises his brow “Can’t I come? Didn’t you miss me? It’s been more than a week.”

You smile “Well, I have a quiet week without you! Quite a good one, but you could’ve texted me, and you know I could..” you rub your neck

Yuta leans closer “Could what?” his playful smirk comes up to his face.

You push him back “Could clean the house and prepare some food or drink for you.”

He giggles “No need, I’ve eaten dinner. I thought you said you would’ve worn a nicer lingerie.”

You smack his thigh and he yells “Why are you so rough right now, I am just kidding.”

“No sexy lingerie. I don’t have one.” You lean to your sofa, eyes watching the movie playing in front of you.

Yuta chuckles “Are you telling me that you want me to get you one?”

You want to punch him right then and there, but you know that will just make him tease you more.

So, you grit your teeth and punch him several times “If that makes you happy, yes go on buy me one! A lacy one okay! Damn it Yuta and his pervert head.” You launch your playful attack back at him and he just laughs.

“Alright alright, I know what you like, don’t worry.” He winks and licks his lips.

That’s when you remember your boyfriend has a piercing.

“Ah! Yuta let me see the piercing!!” you pull his chin and that makes the man flustered

Yuta sticks out his tongue and there you can see your wonderful professional work of piercing.

“It’s pretty! Do you mind, if I take a picture for a testimony?” you pull out your puppy eyes and phone.

Yuta clicks his tongue “I can do that,”

With that you make your boyfriend sticks his tongue out nicely and he’s a good model. You got a few good pictures that you’ll print and put on your office for references.

“Now, that you said I can do anything with my tongue, and you’ve done your job… can we try what I’ve been wanting since last time?” your boyfriend pulls you closer to him and lifts you up to his lap when you nod your head shyly.

“Don’t be shy, you knew too much to be acting innocent. I know you wanted to kiss me so bad too.” He nuzzles his nose to yours and you stick your forehead to his.

“Hmm? What do you mean?” your eyes twinkle in front of his.

Yuta fishes something out of his pocket and your eyes follow his hand. You blush when you see him shaking the cherry lip balm you gave to him.

“You knew I wanted to kiss you, but that was not allowed… so you gave me this? So I can feel like I am kissing you, right?” He raises his brow.

You look away from him, cursing his smart head for getting your message.

“But as much as I am thankful for this balm, I want to taste it from your lips.” He pops the balm open and spreads it over your mouth. Your eyes grow wide as you feel your stomach tingles at how close you are to him. You’re on his lap, one of his strong arms is holding your waist thumb barely touching your exposed skin from the worn shirt, while his other hand is applying a balm over your lips.

You balance yourself by placing your hands over his shoulder and when he pops back the lip balm lid, you smack your lips and dive into his lips. Yuta smirks as he savors you and you have to remind yourself there is a metal ball in his tongue that you’re battling with. Damn it’s hot, but still you don’t want to hurt him.

Yuta’s hands find their way to pick you up by your waist and you tighten your hands over his neck. He walks his way to your bedroom he knew by heart and for once you’re glad you always keep your bed clean or pausing to clean the bed up will ruin everything.

Once Yuta sets you down on your bed, you both part to gasp for air and you can feel your cheeks burning.

“That was hot,” you say between your breaths.

Yuta winks “I did not regret this at all, are you in?” he asks your concern, though this was nothing new, Yuta always wants to make sure he has your concern before continuing.

You nod and he leads you in.

“Gosh I really have to buy you sexy laces, huh?” he teases you and you hit him “Yak! Faster, don’t drive the attention elsewhere.”

Yuta licks his lips one more time when his eyes run over your body on your bed. He’s glad he got home tonight and he’s glad to see you after a long week.

You face Yuta who is lying on your side. Your naked bodies are still sweaty in the cold room, but with the covers and Yuta’s warm hug you don’t shiver at all. His fingers brush your hairs away from your face and he looks at you with stars in his eyes.

“I love you so much,” he blurts out

You stifle a laugh “Suddenly?”

He nods “Yeah, Every time I see you, I don’t want to lose you.”

You trace circles on his biceps and lay your head on his chest. You snake your arms into his torso and hug him close

“I am not going anywhere, don’t worry Yuta. I love you too.” You peck his nose and he giggles.

“I’m glad I found you.”

“Me too,”

“So, what color do you want for your lace?” he wriggles his eye brow.

You laugh “Whatever suits your taste, I can rock them honey.”

Yuta kisses your cheek “Naughty! But I like it.”

You taunt at him “So, where do you want the next piercing to be?”

Yuta smirks “I don’t know, surprise me?”

end

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oh I really like your wooseok fluffy writing and perhaps a college fic would be cute? 🥺

good luck on your big project!! 🥰

Pairing: CollegeStudent!Wooseok x CollegeStudent!Reader

Word count: 1k words

Warnings: None!! Just a bunch of fluff

Genre: fluff, college AU, quarantine AU, boy next door AU

Plot: Ever since the whole country and the whole world started the quarantine due to the pandemic, you've grown pretty close to the boy living next door. Being him the only human being around and down to drink some beer or coffee sitting in your respective balconies sharing your thoughts and worries became a pretty beautiful habit. And now that quarantine is over it will be even better.

A/N: I'm sorry for taking so long to post this 🥺 but I really hope you enjoy it ❤❤ Thank you so much for your support 🥺❤🙏

Taglist -> @ailoveyuta @soobin-chois (let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!!)

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“Do you really think quarantine will be over that easily??” Wooseok asked as he sipped on his beer before placing it on the small table in his balcony. “Honestly, I have no idea, but I really hope so.” You answered, sipping on your beer as well. “Wow, you sound like you really want it to be over, am I that boring??” Wooseok joked, acting as if he was hurt by your behavior. You couldn’t help the laugh escaping your lips at his sudden comment. “Come on, I want this to be over so you can finally invite me to that hamburger you promised.” You said laughing, letting him know that you haven’t forgotten about that little promise he made you a few weeks ago of inviting you to a good hamburger once all the pandemic and quarantine thing was over. “You really have a good memory, huh?” Wooseok said, nervously scratching the back of his necha and letting out a nervous and shy laugh. “I never forget about food promises.” You said, raising your beer to take a last sip.

Days and nights went by and both of you kept sitting every single day on those small chairs you both had in your balconies. Sometimes sharing a beer, sometimes a bottle of soju when there was stress and hurtful moments of the day one of you wanted to drown in that soju bottle, sometimes a cup of coffee as you both admired the beautiful sky of sunset. Sometimes you shared your worries, sometimes your dreams and some other times you both shared memories and funny experiences you had. Sometimes you even told each other the lesson you had to study for an upcoming exam to make sure you studied enough. He even baked you a cake for your birthday and even though it didn’t turn out like a masterchef cake, his intention was what really mattered. Little by little that boy that moved next to you and that you had no idea about who he was, suddenly became your best friend, partner in crime, the only one there to listen to your ramblings and thoughts when nobody else could. Suddenly it felt like both of you became a single person, sharing experiences and sharing the same thoughts and dreams of becoming someone important someday in the future. And soon, both of you found yourselves being deeply in love with each other.

You decided to turn on the TV while you were eating lunch. You haven’t turned it on for the past few weeks. You knew the only thing they would be talking about was about the pandemic, giving more and more bad news, making your anxiety and depression for being in a lock down grow more and more as you heard all that bad news. And if you decided to change the channel to something more entertaining you knew all you would find was shitty reality shows that didn’t really catch your attention. But still today you decided to turn it on just in case they said something about the end of the quarantine as everyone in the town was rumoring.

You placed your bowl of ramen on the living room table near the window just in case Wooseok called you like some days to eat with you. You grabbed the control remote of the TV but before you could even turn it on, Wooseok’s voice full of excitement prevented you from doing all of the things you just planned to do.

As soon as you heard his voice, you peeked your head out of the window to face a happy boy filled with happiness. “What’s wrong with you?” You asked frowning, not really understanding the sudden behavior of the tall boy. “You really haven’t heard the news today or seen them on your phone??” Wooseok said, happiness overflowing him. You gave him an even more confused look. “Why would I have to see the news?” You asked. He perfectly knew your thoughts about news these days and how you prefer being on the balcony talking with him rather than sitting in front of the TV for hours just watching and hearing misery. “(Y/N) today is the last day of the lock down!! From tomorrow on we can go out!!” The tall boy said, jumping out of happiness. The moment you heard him say that you remembered the conversation you had last night and he was right. Today was the day the government would be announcing if the quarantine period was over or not. And apparently is finally over.

“So, when are you inviting me to that hamburger??” You joked, making Wooseok change his expression. “Come on, we just found out we can finally hug each other and walk around town and the first thing you think about is me inviting you to a hamburger?” Wooseok said. You had to admit you were slightly shocked by his first intentions and thoughts about the ending of the quaranting. You knew he might have feelings for you the same way you did for him, after all in the past few weeks all you’ve both been doing was flirting. But you never thought he would be so open to tell you about his feelings. “Well, a promise is a promise and food is food.” You said making the boy laugh. “Then how about tonight?” He said, leaning on the balcony railing waiting for your answer. “Sounds like a great plan.” You said, giving him the brightest and biggest smile you could make. You never thought someone who was a complete stranger would ever become so important to you. You never thought you would fall for someone the way you fell for Wooseok. And you never thought you would ever be in love with someone the way you loved Wooseok. But after all, quarantine changed everyone. Some people for good and some others for bad, and if you had to be completely honest, you were so grateful and happy that you both were able to find this quarantine love.

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