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#ateez angst drabbles
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(ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥ I hope you are having a good day! I know you asked for angst prompts maybe Someone has to see the person they love get married to someone else even though they know they can make them happier? the day before the wedding, they have to pick to tell them to not? Maybe Jongho or san? (//▽//) Also if not I can suggest the dark and stormy play list on spotify!
Hey!! I am having a good day!! I hope you do too <3 and I personally think Jongho fits a lot for this^^
ლ Pairing : Choi Jongho x F!reader
ლ Synopsis : When you finally realise how much you love your best friend, but.... It's too late already.
ლ Genre : A lot of angst.
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You sat in your dressing room, wearing the most beautiful white ball gown as you waited for the time to tick faster. Your heart pounds faster every second the tick of the clock is heard, your hands fidget with each other and you take a deep breath to calm yourself down. "Still Nervous?" You flinch at the voice and your head snaps toward the direction of the voice only for you to let out a relieved sigh at the sight of your best friend. "Can you stop scaring the shit out of me always, Jjong. At least not on my wedding day."
A bitter chuckle escaped Jongho's throat, "You don't seem... Happy." You let out a chuckle, "It's just that I'm more nervous right now. You know me, you know how nervous I can get." Jongho walks towards you slowly, and you finally take your time into taking in his perfect visuals and the way his suit elegantly hugs his body. Your heart beats faster against your chest when you realise the close proximity between when he stops in front of you. "J-Jongho-" Your words die down in your throat when his hand comes up to hold your chin with two fingers.
"Are you sure about this Y/n? Are you sure you want to marry Mingi? Are you truly happy with him?" Your mouth opens a bit before closing as no words come out of your mouth. Jongho scoffs yet again, his lips turning up in an unbelievable grin. "Do you really love him? You know what, forget that. Does he really love you?" You slightly hesitate before replying, "Yes. He loves me more than you know, and that's why I'm marrying him." You grasp his wrist which held your chin, and softly push his hands away from you.
"Does he make you happy?" Your eyes snap towards his, and instantly turn glossy from the question as tears suddenly well up in your eyes. But you instantly blink away the smallest droplets of tears which threaten to escape from the corner of your eyes, "Y-Yes, he does." You reply with a shaky voice. A loud gasp escapes from you, resonating throughout the room when Jongho's hands wrap around your waist and pull you closer. "Don't lie to me Y/n. I know damn well you are marrying him because you're blinded by the love he has for you. And you don't even know your feelings after having come this far. Don't you see what is between us? Don't you see how much I love you?"
You stay frozen in your place, your body not moving an inch as you look up at him with teary eyes. "Why don't you see how much I care for you? Why don't you see how much I make you happy? Why don't you realise how much you love me?" By the time, Jongho finishes his sentence, his eyes were filled with tears which were going to escape any second. Your eyes close shut and you let out a whimper unknowingly. "Do you think any of us will be happy with this marriage? Do you think any of us will live a better life after this?" You gulp down slowly, your throat constricts from holding back your tears.
"You think Mingi will ever be happy when he gets to know that he's not the one you love after all these years." You finally open your eyes which were slightly red by now, and you notice the way tears streamed down Jongho's cheeks. "SO WHAT?! You think I can stop this wedding now? You think Mingi won't be hurt by this? You think my parents won't be hurt by this? Don't be so fucking selfish, Choi Jongho. It was never us together, and it will never be. We're not meant with each other, when will you ever realise it."
Jongho's hands tighten their grip on your waist as he hugs your torso. "If I'm selfish for wanting both of us happy then so be it. I want you Y/n. I need you, p-please. F-Fight for us." Jongho's voice shakes at the end of his sentence. "I-I can't, Jjong." Jongho swiftly releases his grip on your waist and his figure moves away from you. "You deserve someone better, Jjong. Someone who will fight for you." Jongho chuckles bitterly at your words. Your attention is soon drawn to the door, as it opens suddenly revealing your mom at the door. You quickly wipe your tears before giving her a wide smile, "Y/n let's go." You give her a small nod as she instantly walks out in a hurry. You give Jongho a one last look before walking out of the room.
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bvidzsoo · 3 days
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drunk texting bff!Ateez and accidentally confessing you're into them
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author: bvidzsoo
tw: nsfw
a/n: another random one lol kill me atp, these were so not supposed to be nsfw idk what happened, help. perhaps a few of these are...strong, if you know what i mean, lol. don't mind me, enjoy!
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wontune · 4 months
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✰ ゙ Hongjoong [ ateez ] lockscreens ‹‹
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𝙊𝙭𝙮𝙜𝙚𝙣
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Pairing: Dom Kim Hongjoong x sub!fem reader
Content Includes: smut, breathplay, love-making, it's soft but intense, kissing, clit play, unprotected sex, needy and clingy Hongjoong, praise, possessiveness, angsty, reader is referred to as 'my angel', fluff, aftercare
Word Count: 820
This should be enough for Hongjoong. 
He knows it should be. 
It’s been months, a year even. 
He knows he should be fucking over this stage. 
But spending time with you, gazing into your beautiful eyes, hearing your angelic voice and giggles, feeling the heat of you on his skin. 
Feeling how warm, tight and wet you were, seeing how fucked out you were underneath him. 
Seeing the love you had for him in your eyes and your heart stripped bare for him to have…
For him to LOVE…
For him to KEEP and CARE FOR…
It wasn’t enough. 
‘Kiss me angel, open your mouth for me, just like that…good girl’
Hongjoong’s hand was gentle and firm on your chin as he nudged your mouth open, his thrusts had stalled to a stand-still and his pupils were blown-out and his stare was HUNGRY for you. 
The veins in his neck and arms were glimmering from the sweat across his torso and chest, making the tattoos on his skin pulse and look alive from the exertion. 
His dark hair was ruffled and framing his face, cheeks red and skin glowing with lust, his lips swollen and kiss-bruised, voice gravelly and cock swollen and hard inside of you. 
Hongjoong looked wrecked, dishevelled and downright predatory in the best fucking way possible, hungry and unhinged, consumed by your presence and body. 
His mouth was on yours as he rutted against you, the tip of his cock slightly pressing against your g-spot and causing you to whimper and moan against him. 
His warm tongue feeding its way into your mouth, licking over your palate, scraping against your teeth, dominating your mouth, owning every crevice. 
‘My angel’ He breathed into your mouth, his lips grazing against yours as his hand sensually ran up your chest and rested with his fingers clasped loosely around your neck, it wasn’t rough but you can feel the pads of his fingers against your throat. 
‘Breathe out’
Hongjoong’s fingers grasped tighter around your neck and his hips snapped tighter against yours, the pressure of his fingers was causing his face to blur slightly, the coil in your stomach to rapidly tighten and your eyes to flutter shut in a downright feeling of euphoria. 
A staggered exhale left your lips which Hongjoong swallowed with a kiss, his free hand clenched tightly in your hair and a moan rumbled through his chest. 
‘Beautiful, so beautiful…now you need to breathe me in too’
He removed his hand from your hair and reached up to remove one that was draped around his shoulders, kissing the pads of your knuckles as he stared at you with intention before wrapping your hand around his neck. 
‘Now squeeze’ 
Hongjoong’s hand covered yours and he controlled the pressure as his eyes became dilated and his bottom lip pouted even further, his thrusts faltering. 
He removed his hand and you immediately lifted your head up to kiss him, moving your hand to the base of his neck as your breath caught his. 
‘My angel, my treasure’ Hongjoong moaned out as he grabbed the headboard with his free hand, the act of consuming your soul almost brought out a frenzy in him, his head hovering over yours as he pounds into you, the force shaking you from the inside out. 
‘You’re under my skin, you’re in my heart, I’m drowning in you and I don’t want it to ever fucking STOP’ 
Hongjoong’s voice sounded almost pained through his confession, as if those words were scraping to venture from the very confines of his soul. 
You were rapidly reaching your release and frantically trailing a hand down to draw circles on your clit, though an orgasm was the least of your priorities. 
The feeling of love and care was never as potent with Hongjoong as it is when he’s making love to you. 
When the mask is thrown away and his barriers are down, when you feel his devotion flowing through his tongue and fingers, the way he worships your body and soul like it was his sole purpose in life. 
You really were his treasure and he was yours too. 
‘You’re my treasure too Hongjoong…I love yo-’ 
Your words were cut off by your impending orgasm crashing around you, your head lolled back as your body quivered under Hongjoong’s touch and your vision went white. 
A few thrusts and Hongjoong came inside of you with a whimper, his brow furrowed and lip bitten, his head collapsing into the crook of your neck as you wrapped around each other loosely in a state of post-coital bliss. 
A few moments passed of comfortable silence, your fingers gently ruffling Hongjoong’s sweaty hair as his head was on your chest, listening to your heartbeat, feeling you breathe against him- your breath now filled with a part of his soul. 
‘We’re bound together angel, now, forever and in the next life’. 
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I just realised it's been months since I've written Hongjoong and this fic can be included in my 'sugar!daddy' Hongjoong universe.
Enjoy!
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Ateez | The Type To (Valentine's Special)
Hongjoong
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would be thinking about you as he works in his studio- some lyric that comes to his mind that reminds him of you, or some specific note that makes him nostalgic
which would make him lose track of time as he recalls the first time he saw you or the time he realised he was in love with you
always smiles while bobbing his shoulders in happiness when he sees you before he greets you with a hug or a kiss
usually makes you sit real close to him or in his lap if he still has work to do
which often results in his hands travelling places
and then, of course, with a casual but hot comment he passes which makes you either a blushing mess or make the next move
when he kisses you, it's either really soft and slow with his hands cupping your face, smiles in between as he brushes his nose against yours playfully
or it's desperate and passionate, not sticking to one place, moving around and bumping into things as you make way to the nearest flat surface
so he can pin you down and do things to you
if you make sounds while he's kissing you, it only fuels him further and then it's hard to stop
and why would you when he makes you feel so wanted, like you're the only one he'll ever need?
he's really good with his tongue and teeth so uh you know how it is
his fingers will also be rhythmically tapping on your body if he's focused on one thing
every movement this guy makes serves a purpose so don't be surprised if he pins you or just takes a step back to scan you very slowly before he basically devours you
he's good at all positions-
when he's done with you, he'll want cuddles def and would pass out tired in your arms 90 percent of the times bc man spends all his stamina on you BYE
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Seonghwa
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he has two moods- sugar and devil
when he's in sugar mood, he's really sweet. he calls you, plans a date, tells you he loves you and spends way too much time and effort which just makes you feel overwhelmed with love in the best possible way
he'll hold your hand as you take a walk in a park or sth and he'll be caressing it subconsciously
will kiss you while you're excitedly talking about something which will make you surprised for a moment
but then again, knowing seonghwa, he's done that a few times before
inside dates are also very wholesome- you'll be watching netflix and at some point, you'll ditch the snacks and watching the movie
esp when his hands start rubbing circles on your thigh
and then he'll kiss you ever so slowly at first, trying to figure out how you're feeling about this
and when he's sure? devil mode turn on
we all know how uncontrollable his tongue is
he'll leave you breathless with his kisses. you're a moaning mess and your stomach doesn't have butterflies anymore- it's a fucking zoo down there
he'll literally just get on top of you and kiss you like there's no tomorrow
and then he's travelling down, down, down
you'll see stars, definitely
and the sounds he make? will turn you on, 100%
he'll switch being dom and sub so yeah when he's dom he's the devil
and when he's a sub, he'll make sure you feel the most confident in what you're doing
he's def the best at aftercare, making sure you're good and all
will hold you all night long and whisper things in your ears which will def make you feel like going for another round
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Yunho
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don't get me started-
it's just the way he sometimes looks at you- he's all laughs and jokes but you'll know it when he looks at you a certain way
and you'll be sure what he's thinking because his gaze is all hot and scanning your face and lingering on your lips before he goes for a kiss
it's soft. it makes you feel loved. and then he brings his hand to cup your face and it undoes something in you, makes you move and want to disappear in him
you just love it when his hands cup your face bc ugh who doesn't love his big hands and longass fingers? and you love it when he lets his finger curl your hair as he kisses you
if you have a good height difference, he'll get tired of leaning down and pick you up and make you laugh and put you on a table or sth so he can kiss you better
which will make you wrap your legs around him and basically straddle him
which will drive him crazy and result in more heated, passionate moments
he'll spend a good amount of time on your neck too before he does something else
and we all know what purposes his long fingers could serve-
he loves watching you as he makes a mess of you. it fuels him.
and when you're in bed? he'll make sure he takes care of you as he absolutely ruins you idk how it will work and how he balances it but he will
he's got control. he knows what he does. and he's fucking good at it
you'll never get enough of him, and you'll never get over how he can go from being a puppy to being a menace in seconds
but you love him, and you make sure he knows it through your actions, through your eyes, and that's enough for him
you also just love being in his arms, whether it's in a hug or in the bed ugh he's such a bear im gonna go cry
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Yeosang
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being with him is a rollercoaster ride of thinking that he's the most adorable and precious person to exist vs wanting to k-word him because he can be a menace
it would def be a love-hate relationship first- like best friends. he'll make fun of you, yes, but he'll also make sure you know you mean the world to him
and he'll show you in the most unexpected ways. it's like he knows things about you even you don't- like he'll bring you what you feel like eating or hold your hand and caress it if you're feeling anxious, or just simply kiss you
he always knows what you want and you adore that
he's the type to get shy in the most unexpected moments too
like he'll just come to your place and pin you against the wall and kiss the f out of you but then you'll make one comment on how hot that was and he'll be all (//////)
which is cute asf and turns you on so damn much
kissing him is a different experience. you're holding hands, caressing each other's hands or face as you make out, and it's always so intimate like you have all the time in the world
and it's always overflowing with love
it makes one of you stop for a few moments and rest your head on their shoulder because how did you get here? it's the best feeling ever
he'll always make sure you're participating as much as him and will need encouragement and will also constantly encourage you when you're in charge
but gosh does he know what he's doing
esp when he pins your wrists? he has strength, he knows when to use it and he knows it turns you on
he's also really good with aftercare, always knowing what you want and being there for you
and then he'll earn a smack when he makes fun of sth you did and you'll both end up laughing and teasing each other
and then the teasing will turn into sth else-
protect him at all costs.
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San
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choi mf san i could write a book.
okay so he's just really interesting in the most unexpected ways
he knows how to love. he's not afraid to express it. but boy, he never makes it boring. he's always down to try new stuff and ugh
don't even get me on how he's such a tease
he doesn't even realise it most of the time. it's just that he'll sometimes look at you with doe eyes and next second, he's shamelessly scanning you
which makes you pause bc he's... hot
a shameless flirt but doesn't realise it
loves picking you up and swinging you around while you're in the middle of something
always makes sure you're feeling good when you're with him. if you want to go take a walk in the middle of the night when it's snowing? cool. if you want to run in the summer heat? great. he's down.
loves cornering you both literally and metaphorically
and by that i mean he'll make you say it when you want to kiss him or do sth else with him
and by that i also mean that when he's in the mood, he's all about foreplay. he'll look at you shamelessly, bite his lips, talk in a low voice as he draws closer and closer to you until you have no choice but to give in
and when he kisses you, the first one is always so, so intimate that you'll feel like jelly
and then he's holding your waist and kissing you deeper
he'll love it when you hold on to him or lock your hands in his hair
he's always very vocal even with the pleasure sounds he makes which will turn you on
and he loves driving you to the edge with just the makeout alone before he decides to have you
he just makes you a mess, he knows all your buttons. he knows what makes you go crazy, what makes you feel good, everything.
he'll also love it if you decide to switch roles and he makes you feel the most loved, makes you feel the most confident
will rest his forehead against yours and just breathe. it makes you melt
will constantly tell you how much he loves you and how much he adores you
and he loves it when you just caress his face and memorise it. he'll do the same
now come cry with me
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Mingi
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he's a no shit type of guy. he loves having fun with you, but he's also very vocal about what he likes and what he doesn't
so being with him is very easy- ofc you have your ups and downs, but he makes everything feel simpler and you feel safe with him. like he's your home.
but he's also such a tease in the best possible way- like the way he scans you when he sees you for the first time in a while- gosh, he makes it so obvious how much he wants you and it drives you crazy
he'll say he doesn't like it when you tease him but y'all know he secretly loves it and it turns him on so bad
and the way he kisses? you'd think he returned from a war
he absolutely knows what he's doing with his mouth. he loves peppering kisses all over your face
and he also loves kissing your neck or shoulders, he'll spend way too much time on there and make sure he leaves marks
and his sharp nose is just the cherry on top omggg
so like when he goes down on you, it's his nose brushing that does it for you and it makes him scoff
he's a menace, he's a devil in bed. he'll be rough, he'll be calm, he'll be quick, he'll spend all night, but it always makes you feel so so good and loved and you wish that moment would never end
but sometimes, he's just a big softie and wants you to lead everything
you can tell when he wants a distraction, when he's feeling down, so you make sure you make him feel loved and wanted and he'll just hold you all night
and then he's back to being the same old mingi
the type to smile into the kiss, bite your lips and devour your mouth
he loves holding you by the waist or squeezing you in places too
and you love it when it gets messy with him, when he's everywhere and can't get enough of you
his movements also have some sort of a rhythmic sense to them
which just makes everything feel heightened and it's the best
knows what you want and will take care of you every moment so you always feel safe with him :')
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Wooyoung
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he's your best friend, your worst enemy, your mom, a kid you have to babysit... you get the deal
he takes care of you. he cooks for you. he solves your problems. he listens to you. he dances for you.
but he's also very demanding. and he's vocal about it. he's clingy. he wants you to hug him? he'll say it. he'll spread his arms and won't go until you hug him properly
he wants you to kiss him? you can't say that he can go ahead- he'll make you make the first move
he usually starts with a peck to your lips, and then he'll just know when it makes your heart swoop to your stomach. his gaze will change, and he'll look at your lips and then back at you-
and then he'll ask if you want more
and sometimes he'll tease you about it and get smacked before he kisses you back
but kisses with him always make your stomach act funny without fail- butterflies go rampant
you absolutely love making out with him because he's such a tease and you love that even tho you'll never admit it out loud
because that would just feed his already high ego
but oh god, when he escalates things? when he start kissing your neck and go down? you lose control
he practically worships you when he makes love to you and you're afraid you don't make him feel that loved but he'll make sure you know that what you do is enough
he'll def smack you i have a feeling he will
and he also has a degradation kink come on we all know he does
which just makes everything fun
like you're just casually sitting and you tease him or scold him and he just raises his eyebrows like ma'am say that again and you just know he's turned on
aftercare has been set to a whole new standard with him
but it won't end there. you have the whole night, and he'll make the most of it until you have to lock his arms in a hug and make him go to sleep
but he'll be whispering dirty little things in your ear and you're giggling and at some point he'll start nibbling at your ear and then- oops, you're doing it again
being with him is an adventure, and there will never be a boring moment. he's your best friend, and he makes you feel like you can do anything in the world.
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Jongho
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uhh lemme take a breath first
okay so everything he does has meaning. he holds your hand, he pecks your cheek, he gets you flowers or takes you out? he knows what he's doing
you're not spared from the dad jokes and they'll come at the most unexpected times but they always crack you up and he loves that
he's just someone you can trust with anything, be it something that needs to be done or something you need to talk about. he's the best listener, and you love that
and he doesn't even need to say that he loves you (even tho he tells you enough)- you just know with the way he looks at you or the small actions that would otherwise go unnoticed
but it'll take a while for him to open up and that's also something you'll wish you could do again- you love it when he reveals a new side of himself to you
esp when he kisses you. he can go from shy pecks to insane open mouthed kisses that leave you breathless
and he's strong, you can feel that in the way he moves against you, in his kisses, in the way he holds you like you'd break, in the way he haves you
his gaze? don't get me started. his gaze is so overwhelming that you can barely meet eyes with him and resort to kissing him instead
he has a thing for necks. he spends a lot of time kissing your neck, your jaw, earning moans all the time
he also has a thing for butts- he'll smack you teasingly and squeeze it as he makes love to you
but he's all about controlled movements. he knows what to do with you, how much he needs to do to extract a certain reaction out of it and you're amazed by that
but he's also easy to read and he loves it that you also know how to break him
he's all about intimacy, whether it's in casual things or during love making
he's also all about vocal assurances
and well, he's a bear. you love cuddling him. he loves cuddling you. you spend most of your time indoors doing exactly that- he might not be the biggest fan of skinship but he doesn't mind that
which is why you love pecking his cheek or lips at unexpected times and earning surprised shrieks from him which are hilarious
and they'll either turn into you chasing him as he tries to hide orrr him being immediately turned on and cornering you and picking you up effortlessly and taking you to the bed/couch and basically throwing you before he gets on top of you-
will sing you to sleep ;-;
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this is the most unplanned shit i've ever done LMAO hope y'all enjoyed this ;-; </3 who else is crying in single today LOLL
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jl-micasea-fics · 11 months
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PROMPT DRABBLE
Prompt: ‘Your fingers feel so good.’
Pairing: San x female reader
WC: 766
Warnings: explicit sexual content, pretty intense fingering (f. rec), squirting, praise, g-spot orgasm, san is a doting softie and just wants nice things for you 🔞
©️ copyright jl-micasea-fics April 2022, April 2023
[DO NOT REPOST, TRANSLATE, PLAGIARISE OR OTHERWISE REPURPOSE THIS WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.]
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“You’re doing so well. Just a little more.”
Praise from Choi San might as well be gospel. If you could have his sweet words printed and bound and stored on your shelf, you absolutely fucking would, because nothing gets you hotter or makes you feel more desired than when he showers you with his affection.
Your arm thrown over your face does something to muffle the whimpers of pleasure he’s coaxing from you, but largely, it’s moot. You’re more concerned about his housemates hearing you, though he doesn’t seem to be.
At all.
Propped up on his bed with pillows, soft and stable at your back, your legs tremble helplessly with San between them. He’s resting on his front, sharp chin in the palm of his hand as he observes you closely, intently. His other hand is decidedly busier.
His middle finger, slim and long glides into you at a lazy pace, the crooks of his joints crack every now and then when he curls it just so. The gentle squelch his motions make accompany your staggered breaths, your bitten moans, and he hums in delight when your lips part and brows pull together in desperate desire.
He's watching you like he’s not sure you’re real. Like this is an experiment, meant to test out what you like and don’t like; though he has that catalogued by now. His short dark hair is freshly washed, his narrow eyes dark with intrigue. The light from the bedside lamp casts shadows over the sharp planes of his jawline and nose. You find his fierce appearance to be an almost hilarious juxtaposition to his actual demeanour, for San is a notoriously giving person. Soft in all the ways that matter.
The pace is agonising. Every time he fills you, your centre burns with white heat, yet when he retracts, you’re left feeling pitifully empty. He doesn’t ask you how it feels, because he knows. Your body is telling him everything; the tension to your muscles and the way your toes curl as he adds his index finger alongside. The way your eyes pinch shut and your chest heaves for breath when he slides to the knuckle, curling his fingers around to press against your inner wall; your soft, spongy g-spot.
“Your fingers feel so good…” you whine into your forearm, biting down to supress a particularly forceful moan that wants out.
“Hush, baby. Don’t need to tell me. Just relax. Let me make you come, okay?”
Your disbelieving laugh trails to an appreciative gasp as he works up to a steady pace; still slower than you’d like, but the restricted movement allows you to feel every ridge of his fingers, every bump of his knuckles. You clench around him helplessly, greedy for more but only allowed what you’re being given.
“So beautiful. So wet for me,” he murmurs, hips canting with his own building desire against the mattress.
He presses against your g-spot again, holding the pressure whilst stroking you firmly, in a rhythm that builds on your need to release. You feel the peak building, an unfamiliar heat that feels eerily similar to a function you’d rather not visit in the moment, but it’s somehow more than that. Better than that. Deeper than that.
San presses a kiss to your trembling inner thigh, rests his head on you. He sucks the thumb of his free hand before using the pad to circle your throbbing clit tender and soft, wonderfully wet with his saliva.
“Fuck…”
You arch helplessly, clenching every muscle and contracting around his fingers as your soul seems to fall away from you, your nerves are singed with fire and pressure and everything else that builds to a peak in your core.
“I love you,” he whispers, spurring on your orgasm with the final little admission he knows you need.
You let go, neglecting the instincts that are telling you to hold on because the pleasure is simply too much, the pressure is simply too nice, and the resulting effect is nothing you ever believed you were capable of. Fluid spurts from you, warm and sticky as you release over San’s fingers, soaking the sheet beneath you. It takes any trace of tension with it, releasing the tight coil in your centre to a featherlight cloud.
San balks, leaning in to lap a taste of you for himself before smirking at you wickedly. Your chest tightens with embarrassment only to be replaced with bemused wonder as he traces his fingertips over your soaking pussy, entranced.
“You’re incredible,” he exclaims.
Says the guy that just made that happen.
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itstheghostofmypast · 14 days
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Girlboss
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Corporate Worker Jung Wooyoung x (F)Reader
Summary: Why would his angel hide this from him? Especially when he'd been waiting day and night for this day to come- no, especially when he'd give her the whole world on a silver platter, all she had to do was ask. For Jung Wooyoung, lived to serve- lived to serve her.
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: none
Word Count: 1.2K
Est. Read Time: 10 min
Rating: SFW
Networks: @cromernet @k-labels
Banner: @cafekitsune
A/N: The amount of oneshots I've written to cope with exams is frightening- anyway, @edenesth- GOOD LUCK
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"What are you doing here?"
His head snapped up at the question,  eyes widening at the realisation of being caught, a crimson hue spreading across his face, the same face he had tried to hide- with the classic glasses and cap duo.
"I … um…" Pulling down his glasses he blinked at her, "Sorry miss, I don't know you." with that he went back to texting- or rather pretended to do so. Ignoring the sound of her sitting across him, the screech of the chair was muffled by the people around them.
Placing her bag on the table she hummed, leaning forward to get a better look at his all-black choice of attire, "Are you twinning with me or are you wearing black because you wanted to hide?"
A cheeky smile broke past his 'cool' exterior, a chuckle following suit before he pulled off his glasses, neatly placing them on top of his cap, " A bit of both, boss."
"I'm not your boss, Wooyoung."
"Well," he leaned closer, enough for only her to hear his words, "Not yet." His hand reached for hers, lacing their fingers together with ease, no resistance was met, which meant she was in a good mood, which meant she had good news, which meant the rest of the day would perhaps be good too- well, at least in terms of chronology and the cycle of 'luck be with you'- whatever that meant when San told him to slip in the small 'lucky cat' keychain in her purse.
"True." she hummed in response, looking around the almost empty cafe, smart, he chose the place across her office, the office where she had an interview, but she did instruct him not to follow her, so why was he here?
"So, you got good news, they said they'll definitely get back to you?" his words were quick, fast-paced and laced with excitement, honestly, he had never been excited about his own work as much as he was for hers- possibly because he had been present during the late nights and endless hours of research, managing life, struggling to maintain those pesky grades all the while trying to be an active and emotionally available partner.  What he did not expect was for her not to tell him about her interview date, she had invited him for everything, else convocation and whatnot, so why keep this a secret?
"Even better, we discussed my salary as well." she smiled at him, brighter than the stars he'd love to watch with her at night, warmer than the summer sun that he loved. 
This was it, it was exactly this very reason that had him go all spy mode early in the morning and follow after her. He'd been awake before she slipped out of bed, he'd been awake when she came out of the shower, he'd been awake when she was trying to quietly make himself breakfast and he was awake when she came up to his side and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, mumbling an 'I love you'. He had thrown off the blankets, already dressed for the mission - he changed when she was in the kitchen- putting on the cap and glasses he had made sure to follow her discreetly, to not take his car but use public transport, to reach the destination before she could- while she was busy looking for a place to park, he had already found a nice seat across the road at the cafe, making sure to have a view of the entrance of the office- what he did not expect was for her to catch him. For when she did, he was actually formulating a text, calculating if she was free by now, to surprise her and tell her to come into the cafe across the street where she'd arrive and be greeted by the loving sight of him and her favourite English breakfast.
"That's great." giving her hand a little squeeze, before he let go and sighed, "I just…I don't wanna ruin the mood but…" sighing he averted his gaze, was the question really worth it? Should he bring it up? This was about her achieving a huge milestone in her life, about how she was going to start something new, something she'd been striving to achieve- maybe she didn't want him to be there because it would be better that way, maybe she wanted some space, maybe he was holding her back, maybe-
"I was…scared," she whispered, reaching for his hand again, clasping it in both of hers, pulling him closer so he was leaning across the table, much like her, "I was scared of disappointing you, so I didn't wake you up and-"
"Disappoint me? my sweet angel, if anything, you are the reason why I get up for a nine-to-five job every morning, how could you ever disappoint me? Do you think I'd be upset if you got the job at the same company as mine?" Frowning at her, he scanned her features, trying to look for any signs of discomfort or unease, had he been not expressing himself enough? Had he not been telling her how much he was proud of her enough? Had he been a bad boyfriend-
"I was too afraid of rejection, Woo, I didn't want to come out of that office to see the disappointment on your face- I know how bad you want us to work in the same office." She smiled, sensing his inner turmoil, she could tell when he'd be debating on choosing his next words carefully, which was rare because Wooyoung's chattering would often be quicker than his brain could formulate the pros and cons of the chatter.
"I- how could they reject you, you're literally the coolest person I have ever met." he gasped, pulling back with a scoff, "I'd personally go in there and knock some sense into Hongjoong."
Shaking her head at his comment she chuckled, "Only you would think that is a great quality for a job applicant." Smiling, she waved to the waiter who was looking for the only table that had ordered the special breakfast at noon.
"I know you would- but to celebrate I got us-," leaning back she thanked the waiter to place the platters of English breakfast, four to be exact, four platters? He thanked the two before speed-walking away, probably presuming the two were insane.
"Um…did you order an English breakfast too?" she asked, eying the food, only for him to sigh and shake his head at her antics.
"I was going to surprise my angel with a nice warm meal- guess we're so in love we're basically ruining each other's surprises." With that, he pushed a platter towards her and a glass of juice, "Eat up lovely, the corporate world is not for the weak, and my girl ain't no one to be messed with." 
Her heart almost leapt out of her throat and into his palm at the statement, to be all snug and all his, watching him slice and dice her breakfast into smaller pieces for her, now literally standing above the table to do so, he really was a blessing and she was grateful to whatever entity out there for gracing her with him.
"Imma call you snookum's at work." "I'll report for harassment." "Damn, tough crowd."
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seonghwaddict · 1 month
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EYES DON’T LIE — iii. a worthy competitor.
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synopsis. you've always resented jeong yunho, and you were positive that the end of high school would've marked the end of your rivalry and hatred. yet now you find yourself in the same crappy hotel as him. assigned to be right next to each other much like the good old times.
pairing. jeong yunho x fem! reader. genre. mini-series, fluff, slice of life, mature, academic rivals to lovers, non-idol au. chapter warnings. swearing.
word count. 2.1k. rating. pg-13
chapter ii. chapter iii. chapter iv.
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yunho’s life post high school was blissful, to say the least.
he went to his dream university and just like you graduated as the top student of that year. not long after that he landed a job at a relatively large tech company and after promotion upon promotion, he became the multi-billion-won company’s CTO. He lived lavishly; a shining example of what he was able to achieve thanks to his determination and unwavering passion.
at least until all of that came crashing down.
because the CEO just had to get involved in activities that became the downfall of the company. unbeknownst to him, the CEO had been part of an underground piracy organisation and sold the private information of millions of users to malicious parties. when the news got to the police, well… it was chaos. law enforcement swarmed the headquarters to detain the CEO as well as anyone that was identified on the list of people involved. a mess that he had no part of.
in hindsight, yunho should be carrying more than the company card and a suitcase when traveling for business trips, during which all this news got out. but how was he supposed to know he’d go from a highly respected worker to jobless in a matter of 24 hours?
and so he found himself in a shitty hotel, paying with the few bills he could find after rummaging around in his bag. the company card declined when he tried booking a different hotel—the fancy one the company had paid for forced him to leave after they found out he was affiliated with that company. for obvious reasons, he had been confused until he checked his phone for the first time that day and found hundreds of notifications flooding the lock screen that depicted picture of him and his best friend.
speaking of his best friend.
as soon as got into his his temporary bedroom—aka the hotel room that smelled so odd he opened the window as wide as he could and stuck his head out to avoid the stench—he called the man he’s known since they were toddlers, ranting about the situation. unsurprisingly, he found the situation immensely funny.
“so you’re poor now?”
“no, mingi, i just don’t have my personal card. i’ll go withdraw money tomorrow morning.” yunho propped his camera up on the small desk opposite the bed, leaning back in the creaking wooden chair as he rubbed at his temples, dreading the oncoming headache he was starting to feel. “but i’m jobless, for now.”
mingi pursed his lips, nose scrunching as he looked at his phone screen, watching how distressed yunho looked. “how can i help you, then?”
a shrug was the first response he got. “just-” the rotating chair squeaked as yunho leaned a bit further to stare up at the ceiling for a moment before reverting his gaze back to his phone. “just talk to me about something else, distract me for now.”
“okay then,” the fake blond’s face brightened and a wide grin spread across his face as he sat up and leaned closer. “so, you know my boss hongjoong, right?”
and so the next ten minutes were filled with him gossiping about how his boss seemed to have the hots for a cute reporter. yunho listened, grateful to get his mind off his current predicament, but barely registered any words being said. he occasionally replied with agreeing hums or other reactions suitable for the context, but he couldn’t help but feel the tell tale signs of his body wanting to rest. mingi seemed to catch on as he paused his story and squinted at his phone screen, catching the way his best friend’s eyes drooped with fatigue.
“hello? earth to yunho?”
he stirred awake, snorting in a breath before yawning. he checked the time on his very expensive watch briefly before his eyes flickered back up to mingi.
“you look tired, man,” worry was written all over his face, sure he could already see dark circles forming under yunho’s eyes. “get some rest.”
“yeah… yeah, that’s a good idea.” yunho spoke through his yawn, hand covering his open mouth.
they said their goodbyes and ended the call. yunho sat in silence for a moment. he turned the chair, inspecting the bed. it was sad, small and pretty empty. wishing he was back home on his soft king sized bed, he poked the mattress, frowning at the firmness before pulling back and looking at the pillows. well, pillow. singular. while the mattress felt to stiff, the pillow the opposite. he got up to check the little closet for another pillow that he could stack on top to add some firmness, but to no avail.
after a moment of hesitation, he decided to ask the guy at the lobby if he could possibly have an extra pillow. before head for the door, he stopped in the bathroom, checking his teeth and brushing his hand through his dark hair, a little overgrown and resembling a mullet. he fixed the tie of his suit that he had yet to take off and left the bathroom, his hand wrapping around the door handle of the room and pulling it open.
as he stepped out, his temporary neighbour seemed to have just arrived. turning to greet the stranger, he stopped in his tracks just as she had.
what a perfect end to his day. the cherry on top, really.
truthfully, he hadn’t given you much thought after your high school graduation. (he actually did. a friend of his went to the same university as you and he’d occasionally ask him if he knew how you were doing). but seeing you now, he realised you hadn’t changed much. of course, you seemed to have a grown a tiny bit and you looked more mature, but those eyes—those soft eyes, so pretty, red and puffy through your tears—were undeniably yours. he recognised you before he recognised the state you were in, a sobbing mess. in all the years he had known you, he doesn’t recall ever seeing you cry. seeing you like this, with flushed and tear stained cheeks, made his head spin for a moment.
before he could open his mouth to say anything, you were gone. he watched the door of your room fall shut, followed by a thud from inside the room. what it may have been—a kick to the wall, a punch, an item thrown across the room—he wouldn’t have been able to tell as he stared at the door dumbly. he wasn’t sure how long he stood there, but what else was he supposed to do when he ran into you of all people in this obscure hotel and somehow ended up next to each other?
watching you disappear through that door reminded him too much of the last time he saw you.
though it had been a warm summer, it rained on the last day of school. having checked the weather, he brought an umbrella with him. but as he watched you stand front of the entrance of the school, alone and looking out into the rain without a jacket, let alone an umbrella, with a conflicted frown and nothing to protect you from the rain but the roof, he found himself caring about you. before he realised it, he stood in front of you, holding out his black umbrella and consequently getting a little wet.
you couldn’t help but stare at him, your gaze switching between his unusually sincere face and hand extending the red handle of the umbrella. you shook your head, insisting that you won’t take it, but he cut you off.
“come on, it’s just an umbrella, i have no problem walking home in the rain.”
“no, please, yunho, it’s your umbrella, i’ll figure something out. you’ll get sick.”
after some more back and forth, he offered a compromise. you could walk home together.
and that’s exactly what the two of you did. you walked side by side, squeezed together under the umbrella, droplets of rain occasionally hitting your right shoulder or his left shoulder. despite the weather, it was oddly peaceful. a steady conversation flowed between the two of you, free of any teasing or insults. you weren’t quite sure why he was being so nice, but you supposed it was the last you’d see each other before heading separate ways.
unfortunately, the two of you thought at the time, you lived in the same apartment building. while you lived on the third floor, he was up on the fifth. he decided it only made sense to walk you to your place first. unlike your walk outside, the short journey from the elevator to your front door was dead silent. even when you got to the front door, neither of you spoke for a moment until he cleared his throat, his voice almost… emotional?
“i guess this is it, huh?”
“yeah… i guess… have fun finding a better, funnier, smarter rival in college.”
“nah, i don’t think i’ll even bother.”
“hm? really? i thought you’re all about that competition.”
“yeah, but you’re the only person worth competing with.”
he’d never forget the way your eyes widened comically as you looked at him after that, a blush so faint it was easy to miss in this horrible lighting. maybe all the people saying you’d make a good couple were on to something. still, he knew you’d never see each other again, there was no point in trying anything. his cell phone rang, interrupting the tense silence. it was his mother, telling him to hurry and get home.
“i… uh, i have to go… but i’ll see you around, someday?”
you smiled, a smile so genuine his stomach did a cartwheel.
“i’ll see you around, someday.”
you stared at each other for a moment, stood across from each other in the hallway. he wasn’t sure what to do. should he hug you? should he just turn and leave? you seemed just as conflicted. after a long minute, you both extended your hands for a handshake at the same time. a small laugh was shared as your hands intertwined in a slow handshake, holding onto each other a few moments too long. his thumb rubbed over the back of your hand gently. he gave it a small squeeze before letting go and bowing his head, winking playfully.
“good luck out there, y/n.”
“likewise, yunho.”
and with the you disappeared through the front door, much like you had moments ago. though at that time you didn’t look so heartbroken. eventually he got himself to put one foot in front of the other and head to the lobby for his original mission.
he thanked the lobby man quietly as he was handed two more pillows, his mind still occupied with you. you’d think that whatever he felt for you on that last day would’ve dissipated by now, but that was quite the opposite. despite it having been so many years, seeing you again felt like a punch to his throat.
on his way back to his room, he thought about knocking on your door for a split second. in the end, he concluded you probably wouldn’t want to talk to him. he wasn’t sure what he would’ve said anyway. hey, it’s really nice seeing you again, by the way did i mention that i’ve realised i had a massive crush on you that time we said goodbye and those feelings haven’t gone away?
no, absolutely fucking not.
he nearly slapped himself at the hypothetical monologue, dragging himself to his hotel room. a soft thump resounded as he tossed the pillows on his bed before undressing and getting under the thin covers. the time it took for him to fall asleep was unclear as he stared up at the ceiling. whoever rented the room above him seemed to want to make a joke in the ground, thundering stomps making the ceiling and his open window shake.
had he not stepped out at that time to get pillow and bumped into you, he would’ve probably been cursing and swearing to himself to get out of this place first thing in the morning. but, considering who his current neighbour was, he couldn’t help but think…
would one or two more days really be so bad?
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[ lilo's notes . . . ] hii sorry it took so long to update this, i hope this makes up for it 💔💔 we finally get a little gimped into yunho’s feelings!! yippee!! i’m sorry he comes off as a little stuck up near the beginning, but please understand he went from a luxurious suite to a hotel on the brink of falling apart; i think most people would be a little disappointed 🙏🙏 he’s not a bad guy i promise
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starry-nights-garden · 2 months
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Mingi ✧ 9:37pm
✧ Ateez Mingi x gn!reader ✧ words: ~1.2k ✧ genre: angst, comfort ✧ warnings: reader breaking down crying, mentions of reader considering hitting themselves
Desc.: Your boyfriend Mingi notices something’s off about you right away as you’re trying to keep it together so as not to break down crying in front of him. In the end the tears come out anyway, and he’s right there with you to comfort you.
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“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m sure,” you answer coldly, feeling yourself getting annoyed at your boyfriend’s repeated question. You busy yourself with rummaging through your bag that you had put on the chair in your room - at this point you forgot what you were searching for in the first place, but you obsessively keep your hands busy with its contents anyway. Mingi falls silent, strangely silent, or maybe it’s your overall agitated state that causes you to tense up, because you desperately wish for him to just start a casual conversation with you about fuck knows what.
“I don’t think so…” you hear him mutter, and the sadness resounding in his voice has you gulping. You bite your lower lip because you know if you don’t, your own sadness will break out of you as well, and so eventually you decide it would be better to go find something else to do, solely for the purpose of moving into a position where instead of seeing the side of your face, he can’t see your face at all. You move to your wardrobe, opening it in an attempt to decide on your outfit for tomorrow in advance, but Mingi’s gaze that’s glued to your back won’t let you focus. “Y/N,” he calls out your name, speaking softly, and again you feel yourself coming close to the verge of breaking.
“What?” You manage to force out a single word, your voice cracking from the strain you’re putting on your whole body, and upon hearing his next words, you feel the anxiety spreading through your body like an explosion.
“Look at me,” he says. “Please.” Your legs trembling, you know you shouldn’t refuse. If you want him to believe you when you say you’re just fine, you should prove it to him by putting on a brave face, just like you had done all day. And so you turn around, and you think you end up glaring at him instead of the confident expression you had planned, but you can’t tell. It’s almost like the fear and the pain you’ve been holding in for days is making you numb to all other sensations you should be feeling in your body. 
Your boyfriend has made himself comfortable at the edge of your bed, upper body leaned slightly forward as he shoots you a worried expression. He knows. And still you stay stubborn. You’ve broken down every time you came home and were finally alone in your room at night for the past few days now, you don’t want to go through this again - especially not in front of him. You don’t want him to worry, you don’t want to burden him, and you will make damn sure he won’t. So why does it feel like he’s about to break down the walls you’ve built up around yourself with his bare hands?
“Y/N,” he says your name again, sweetly, and you currently hate him for it, because it’s not helping with your plans of keeping it together at all. “Come here.” And then he pats the empty space next to him, on top of your fluffy blanket, and you freeze up completely. You know that if you walk over there and sit down next to him it’ll be just like the past few nights - and yet, even just the thought of it makes you tear up. It’s like hearing his words has formed a crack in your facade, and with every breath you take and let out again, it’s only getting bigger. You can’t stop it anymore, and as you sink to the ground and the sobs violently make their way to the surface, you close your eyes and hide your face behind your hands in one last sorry attempt to not let him see what’s really going on inside.
“Baby…” you can hear him breathing out right beside you only moments later, his steady hands placed on your shoulders as he crouches down next to you.
“I’m s-sorry… I’m… s-so sorry…” you whimper as the tears stream down your face, guilt overwhelming you, but you just can’t make yourself stop crying. You form your hands into fists, considering whether punching yourself would make a difference and help you stop crying, but when you feel Mingi’s hands leaving your shoulders only to wrap around your wrists instead, the anger at yourself leaves you along with the strength in your limbs.
“It’s okay…” he mutters. “It’s okay.” He carefully adjusts your position until your back is leaning against the surface of your wardrobe door that he must’ve closed in advance, and when he leads you to lean your head against his shoulder you simply accept it. One arm wrapped around you, he pats your back gently and at a slow pace, and as you feel your heart beating in tune to his touches, you can finally somewhat relax.
“I didn’t want you to see me like this,” you say, having trouble keeping your voice steady, but he hears you.
“Why?” he turns his head, his lips brushing against your temple. 
“Because… I dunno…” you mutter, too tired to put all your complicated thoughts into a coherent sentence.
“You don’t have to,” he answers, extending his neck so he could place his chin atop your head now as he tightens his embrace around you. “Just know that I’m here if you need me… and that you don’t need to be strong when you’re with me.”
“But-” Mingi simply shushes you and shakes his head when you’re about to protest.
“I love you for who you are, not for all the strong faces you can put on.” Upon hearing his words, you tear up again, and you instinctively hide your face in his chest, reaching out to grab his shirt now as you cling to him. His hand patting your head for a while, he continues speaking eventually. “You know I’m not always good with words, but I just want you to know that you can be yourself with me, and I’ll accept all of that - the good sides and the bad sides. Okay?”
“Okay,” you mouth an answer. With his hands back on your shoulders, he brings some distance between you two so he could get a proper look at your face, and when he sees the state you’re in, he furrows his brows. You avoid looking directly at him, still embarrassed about your puffy eyes and the tear stains on your whole face. You sniffle at him, but as he wipes away the remainder of tears on your face you can’t help but melt into his touch. “I’ll protect you,” he says, and somehow the way he’s telling you such a cheesy line so seriously unexpectedly makes you laugh. “Why?” he now whines, and as you glance at his face you can see the offended expression on it and it just makes you giggle some more. Then you shake your head, giving him a weak smile and you say,
“Nothing… I just love you.”
“Well, if it made you smile that’s all that counts, right?” 
“Yeah…” you mumble, and as you see him still sulking over your reaction you lift your hand to ruffle your fingers through his hair, before bumping your head against his chest. “Thanks… for being there for me. I mean it.”
“Of course,” Mingi answers, welcoming you back into his arms, as he lets you simply rest in his embrace, for however long you need to. 
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whatsk-poppinhomies · 11 months
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Pairing : Mafia!Jeong Yunho x F!Reader TW : angst ; stabbing ; mentions of blood ; hospitals ; it's still kinda fluffy though because Yunho isn't actually an asshole ; Word Count : 3.0k
“Your phone is ringing…” You mumbled tiredly, letting out a little yawn as your arm draped over Yunhos chest, snuggling closer to his side, wanting to ignore the vibrating of his device against the hardwood of the end table. You hoped that he’d ignore it too, but his arm quickly slid out from underneath you to snatch his phone off the table, already on his way off of the bed to leave the room. “You could just let it ring, or turn it off…” You muttered, now wide awake from the sudden shift. 
“It’s just a quick call, love. I’ll be right back.” He tried to soothe you, leaning in to press a kiss to your temple, his hand brushing over your hair before he walked out of the room, the door left cracked just enough to let the light from the hallway shine in across the floor. Even though he was talking quietly, his voice was low enough in the silence that it almost seemed loud, the muffled words unintelligible, yet they drifted into the room and filled your ears. 
You tried to listen, but it seemed like the more you tried to hear, the quieter he got. He was always so secretive, sneaking around and never telling you where he was going. You always tried not to let it bother you, but laying in bed, his side now growing cold the longer he was gone, the warmth underneath the blankets had left with him… your stomach began to twist as thoughts filled your mind about what he could be doing behind your back. Was he cheating? Was there another woman, a secret family? Were you the side piece that he went to when he didn’t want to go home to his other family too late at night? 
“I’m back…” He whispered, shutting the door as quietly as he could behind him before climbing into the bed beside you, his arm moving to wrap around your waist once more and pull you against his chest, but your body tensed up as you sniffled softly into your pillow. “Hey… Hey, what’s wrong?” He whispered urgently, quickly rolling you over as if he could see you in the darkness of the room. “Are you ill? Do you not feel well?” 
You held your breath, thinking that maybe in doing so the sobs would subside, but after a few seconds you shakily gasped, crying full force now as you stared up at the outline of him in the faint light that came in from underneath the door. “Y-You’re cheating… On me… I kn-know it!” You stammered out, weakly trying to push him off of you, but he let his weight drop a little more, holding you in place beneath him. 
“What are you talking about?” He sounded shocked, and even a little bit offended that you’d assume such a thing about him. “I would never do something like that… You know that I love you and only you. Where are these thoughts coming from…?” 
“Who called?” You whispered, and now he was tensing up, you wished that you could see his face, see his expression, but just from the way his body reacted to those words, it only made your thoughts seem more valid. “It was your girlfriend… Or your wife… Or fiancee… Wasn’t it? She wanted to know where you’re at? What did you tell her?” 
“No no… God, no.” He sighed, finally getting up, propping himself up on his knees. You could hear the deep breath that he took, the sound of it being forcefully pushed out. “It was my boss… Okay? Please don’t… Don’t assume things like that. You’re the only girl in my life… There’s no one else.” 
“Your boss?” You questioned, unable to retain the scoff that left you. “Right, because everyone's boss calls them at 3 in the morning, Yunho. Don’t play me for a fool, I’m not stupid.” You retorted, rolling over onto your side and pulling the blankets higher around you. “Just be honest with me… I’m tired of the sneaking around, I’m tired of wondering where you’re at. I’m just tired of trying to find excuses for the way you act to make myself feel better.” 
The light suddenly flicked on and you were being forced to look at him again, his face solemn but serious as he stared you dead in the eye. “I don’t want you to wonder, I don’t want you to worry. I want you to believe me when I tell you that I’m not cheating on you. I’m not and I would never. It was my boss, honestly. My job is… Not the best… And I don’t want you getting involved in it. Just trust me, okay? Please?” 
His fingers were gripping tightly into the sheets as his eyes bored into your own. You had never seen him look so serious, so panicked since the two of you had been together. You didn’t know whether to believe him or not. His job had always been kept a secret from you, and even now, he wasn’t going to tell you what he did even though he was practically using it as an alibi. “Fine.” You muttered, huffing loudly as you pulled the sheets from his grip, squeezing your eyes shut to block out the light. You weren’t sure what was the truth with him or what was a lie, but you knew that you were going to find out one way or another. 
“I’ll be back a little after dinner time, alright love?” Yunho said on his way out of the bedroom, his fingers working to finish buttoning his white button up shirt. “Don’t wait up too long for me.” He walked over to where you stood in the kitchen, grabbing a waffle off the stack that you had made. “I’ll take it to go.” 
You gave him a smile as you turned to look at him, nodding along with his words. “Get to work safely, text me when you get there.” He hummed in agreement, his lips wrapped around the waffle. “You’re gonna get crumbs all over your shirt, babe.” You groaned, brushing your fingers along his chest to clean him up. “I love you.” And you did, even if he was doing the unthinkable, the unforgivable, you knew that you’d still love him. 
“I love you more.” He murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips, his fingers gripping onto the loose fabric of your night shirt, pulling you closer and chuckling into your mouth when you stumbled forward against his chest. “I’ll try to finish up fast… want to come back home to you.” His voice was husky now, his cheeks burning bright. 
You chewed your bottom lip shyly as you looked up at him, silence filling the space between the two of you, but you quickly patted his shoulder. “Alright… off you go. I’ll see you later, babe.” You murmured sheepishly, and he laughed softly at your shyness, ruffling your hair before turning to head out the door. 
Now came the hard part, the part where you had to follow him to wherever it was that he was going but stay far enough away that he didn’t actually see that you were following him. Was he really going to work, or was he going to meet up with whoever it was that had called him at that ungodly hour last night? 
You were still in your nightshirt, not even caring at this point as you slipped on a pair of shoes and grabbed your keys. Did it even matter how you looked? If he was actually working, you’d just stay in the car and go right back home. If he was cheating, well… You were sure that being humiliated by your boyfriend in that way would be much worse than being seen in your pajamas. 
As soon as his car took off, you rushed out of the house and climbed into your own, making sure to keep him in your sights no matter which road he turned down or which side street he took. It was only when he started getting further away from the city that you began questioning where the hell he was actually going. Did he realize that you were following him? Was he just messing with you now? 
Part of you wanted to just turn around and head back home, forget about this whole thing and find a new way to figure out what he was actually doing. There had to be an easier way than this, and maybe when he got home he’d actually question what you were doing if he found out. 
You were on the verge of turning around in the parking lot of the abandoned warehouse on the side of the road… Until he pulled into the parking lot. There were only two other cars there and you assumed that maybe they were just fishermen that were using the dock on the back to sit on. If Yunho was cheating, this definitely wasn’t the kind of place he’d want to meet someone in… Right? 
At this point you didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t pull into the parking lot, he would easily spot you there, so you drove for a little bit, giving him time to do whatever it was that he was doing, maybe he’d pull back out, maybe he had the same idea you did and was just using the parking lot to turn back around. 
You drove, and you drove, and then you turned around, his car still in the parking lot when you drove by, so you quickly pulled in, parking as far away from his car as you could before climbing out. Whatever the warehouse was being used for, it wasn’t what it had been originally made for. There was no sound of active work going on, there was no talking that could be heard. The only thing you did hear was the sound of water lapping against the rocky wall just below the pier. You’d need to get in… You just didn’t know how. 
“He’s in your trunk?” Yunho asked in disbelief as he stared at the guy in front of him. “I said to get him here, not fucking kidnap him!” He groaned loudly with annoyance, running his hands over his face before motioning to the door. “Hurry up and go get him, and I swear to god, if we get busted because of your idiocy, you’re gonna be next.” He watched with irritation as the man ran out the door, dropping down into the little office chair. “I can’t trust anyone in here to do shit. And if any of you call me at that time again, you’re out. You understand?” The rest of the men that were gathered in front of him all nodded in agreement until a scream was heard from outside, everyone's head whipping towards the door. 
“Don’t worry! I got it handled!” The man’s voice called from outside, and then light was streaming in through the door as he dragged in the body of what Yunho assumed to be the man from the trunk. “Looks like you were followed, boss. What do you want me to do? Do I kill ‘em?” The man was far too excited as he pulled out his knife, the sun reflecting off the cleanly polished silver. “She’s kinda pretty though… Maybe I can keep her for a bit?” 
The sound of whimpering came from the shadowed body that was kneeling limply in front of the man, and Yunhos skin crawled, his stomach twisting with nausea. He knew that whimper, he knew every single sound that could ever leave your mouth. “Did you hurt her?” He was on edge, clearly tense as he slowly walked over to the man. 
“Of course I did, boss. Just a little bit though… She ain’t dead yet. Just a little cut up is all.” The man said proudly, finally letting go of your hair that he had been gripping tightly onto to hold your head up. “You can have ‘er first if ya want.” 
Your body fell forward and even though Yunho was seeing red, wanting nothing more than to murder the man that had hurt you, you were hurt, and he needed to make sure you were okay. He dropped to his knees in front of you, sitting you up carefully to look you over. “Love… Hey… Y/N…” He whispered, his eyes darting over your body, and it was easy to spot the stain of red that seeped through your nightshirt, the once baby blue fabric turning a dark crimson red. 
Your body jolted as you coughed, blood spraying from your mouth as you did, splattering against his face. “You weren’t… Cheating…” You sputtered, and even though your eyes were squeezed tightly shut, the pain clear on your face, your lips still seemed to pull up into a smile. 
“Of course I wasn’t…” He said shakily, pulling you into his lap to hold you close as his head whipped around to the very confused and very on edge men behind him. “Why are you standing there like a bunch of fucking idiots?! Get my keys and get my car started!” He shouted, although the tone of authority was wavering. He was angry, he was scared. “Don’t talk anymore, okay? I’m gonna get you to the hospital…” He brushed your hair out of your face, kissing your forehead as he cradled you against his chest. “If I were you…” His voice got quiet, his head rising up to stare at the man in front of him. “I’d run now… I’d hide… Because once she’s in the hospital… You’re dead. And if she doesn’t make it… You’re gonna wish you were never born.” 
The man didn’t even have a chance to respond as Yunhos car was pulled up to the door. You were his number 1 priority, you were right now, and you always would be. 
You sat in the hospital bed, munching on tiny ice cubes as you watched the news on the tv screen in front of you. There was a murder in the abandoned warehouse, and there wasn’t just one body found, but there was another body in the trunk of one of the cars in the parking lot. Your car had at some point been driven back to yours and Yunhos shared apartment, although you weren’t sure by who, and right now you didn’t really care. There was only one thing on your mind, one thought that was eating away at you. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 
“I didn’t want you to be scared… I didn’t want you to think I was some… Evil person. I didn’t want you to leave me.” He mumbled, his hand holding tightly onto yours as his head hung low. “I never thought that you’d follow me… I- I told you not to worry… I told you…” 
“I thought you were cheating… I didn’t know what to do… I just wanted to be sure that you weren’t. Even if you did tell me what you did… I probably wouldn’t have believed you… This would have happened anyway.” You chewed nervously on your bottom lip as you dropped your eyes from the tv screen. “You told him he had a chance… You didn’t even let him run…” You commented when you heard the man’s name on the television. 
“He hurt you… He didn’t deserve a chance.” Yunho stated matter-of-factly, his thumb brushing along your knuckles. “I should have told you anyway… I should have taken you there so you had no reason to doubt and this wouldn’t have happened. Would you have left me though? Would you have been scared of me? Are you scared of me?” 
It was something that you still hadn’t thought about. Were you scared of him? Did you have a reason to be? If you were to try to leave him, would he off you like he offed the man that hurted you? It’s not like you wanted to leave him though… He was still the Yunho that you fell in love with, he clearly cared more about you than anything else. “I’m not scared… Not of you… But they know where we live… They could-” 
He shushed you quickly, although it wasn’t because he wanted you to be quiet, he just didn’t want you to finish whatever it was that you were thinking. “They won’t hurt you, they won’t come near the house anymore. Everyone knows now that you’re not to be touched, you’re not to be looked at even. You’ll be safe, you’ll be protected… I’ll make sure of that. You’re worth more to me than all of the money in the world… I won’t let anything happen to you, not anymore.” He pushed himself up off the chair that he had been sitting in, smiling warmly as he leaned in to kiss you softly. “Now get some sleep, love. I’ve got some calls to make, and then I’ll be right back up here with you… Okay?”
You sighed softly, sinking into the hospital bed and turning off the tv. “Are you gonna be safe?” You whispered, refusing to look at him as you asked the question. You weren’t sure how long he had been doing what he does, and it’s not like he had ever come home with anything that would indicate he was hurt in any way or in any sort of danger, but now that you did know what he does, you worried about him. Maybe that’s why he hid everything from you in the first place. He didn’t want you to worry about him, but now it was inevitable. 
“Don’t be silly, love.” He said lightly, playfully booping your nose. “I’m always safe. I told you not to worry about me, you need to think about getting better. Now…” He pulled the blankets up around you, tucking them in around your sides. “Get some rest, I’ll sneak you in something good to eat after you wake up.” 
He gave you a little wink before leaving the room, closing the door behind him and leaning against it once he was out in the hall. Things would be complicated now, nothing would be the same, and neither of you would be safe once you were out of the hospital. He’d keep you safe though, always, no matter what happens. 
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i-luvsang · 9 months
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want to kiss you — kim hongjoong
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1.2K MILESTONE EVENT ☆ CLOSED gn!reader , fluff, lowkey angst (someone’s pining), best friends to lovers!au , cw : like i said, major pining, truly idiots to lovers, unedited , wc : 0.6K , hEH here you are orion !!! eughhh i’m not the most confident at writing joong so i hope you enjoy !!! love you lots <333 @nebulousbrainsoup
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when you told hongjoong you had a question for him, this is not what he expected.
“how do i know if i have a crush on someone?” your tone is genuine and curious, innocent even, and it makes hongjoong’s heart begin to beat fast, like it does when you absentmindedly slip your hand into his.
“uh…,” he struggles to respond, taken aback.
“is that too weird to ask? i just kinda realized i wasn’t really sure… and well… you’ve dated people before, so i thought,” you trail off, suddenly growing a bit shy.
“no! no, it’s not weird,” he jumps to assure you, thinking about the way that, just a little bit, he lives for the way your expression becomes relieved, a small smile finding its way to your lips. his heart lurches again at the utter trust in your eyes, the trust he knows is reserved just for him. somehow, that trust is his saving grace, what makes him yours, while also feeling like everything that damns him to the hell of “friend-zoned.” he wonders who’s on your mind. san, maybe? the two of you have grown close since he introduced you, he recalls.
the soft whisper of a breath leaving your lips, a sound imperceptible to anyone but him, pulls him back to you, to the way he hasn’t actually answered your question.
“well,” he begins, carefully choosing the words for you, “you can’t stop thinking about them, you feel strange when they’re around, and then you want to– why are you looking at me like that?” 
you tilt your head to the side. “like what?”
like i’m the one you can’t stop thinking about, he thinks. “nevermind.”
“well?” you urge him on. “‘then you want to’ what?”
hongjoong clears his throat, trying not to think about what he really wants. about kissing you. “then you want to… well, hold their hand... kiss them.” he stares straight into your eyes as he says this, not even trying to hide it. looking at you like you were looking at him. like he can’t stop thinking about you, like he feels strange when you’re around, like he wants to kiss you.
you’re silent for a moment, taking in his gaze and all of the weight behind it. “why are you looking at me like that?” you echo his words from moments ago.
“because i want to.”
“want to what?”
he almost says it. i want to kiss you, like a mantra, said over and over again in his head. but he can’t do that because what if you didn’t mean that look. what if it isn’t meant for him. what if your gaze of pure want is for someone else.
“yknow, joong, that sounded like you were flirting with me.” and at that he almost bursts, because yes! that’s exactly it. he was flirting with you, but he can’t admit to that. 
and yet, your look continues to say otherwise, and he knows you so well. he knows that your face tells him the truth every single time. he knows that, if that look weren’t for him, it wouldn’t be on your face, not as you gaze into his eyes, not when you added a hint of “tell me you love me” to your voice when you said those words.
he calls your name, soft and firm, as if something is pulling at his voice, something like desperation. “…i have been trying to do that for three years now.”
“flirt with me?”
“yes,” the passion, the pleading in his voice surprises you, but only for a moment, because he is passion and you know that all too well.
“that’s good. because i think i have a crush on you,” you’re breathless as you confess. he almost laughs at that; you’re so goddamn adorable.
“well, that’s good,” he echoes, “because i definitely have a crush on you. and i’d really, really like to kiss you right now.”
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bvidzsoo · 6 days
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bf!ateez drunk texting you while they're out with the boys
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author: bvidzsoo
tw: suggestive, cursing
a/n: lol this is the most random thing I've ever done; the idea was super random too so uhm, enjoy ig? <3 (I also have no idea what I'm doing here, I hope these are funny, cuz they were supposed to be lol)
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⚞  Masterlist ⚟ 
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thisthatpinkvenom · 1 year
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FREE CINNAMOROLL HUGS FOR YOU
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DAD!SEONGHWA / MOM!FEM READER
⤏ Synopsis: Seonghwa's always there when you're in dire need of a hug; especially when it finally hits you that your daughter is growing up fast.
⤏ Genre(s): drabble*, fluffity fluff fluff
⤏ Content: established relationship!au, parents!au, non-idol!au
⤏ NSFW Warning(s): none
⤏ Note*: this content is completely fictional.
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It was nearing nine o'clock when Seonghwa stood outside the classroom where four and five year olds trickled in one by one; Spider-Man, Hello Kitty and a few other familiar icons making appearances on their miniature backpacks. He looked at the small Cinnamoroll backpack that hooked around his two fingers by its handle loop, a melancholic smile making its way onto his face when his eyes found sight of the small girl who stood three heads shorter than him. There's not an inch of personal space between the two of them as she idled between his parted feet, eating away at her fingernail while she quietly observed the kids whom she had to call her classmates in the next few minutes. Seonghwa clicked his tongue softly, and pulled her hand away from her mouth.
"Don't bite your nails, Yuha."
He dangled the backpack in front of Yuha and left gentle taps on her arm, waiting for her to stretch her arms for him to slip the straps onto her shoulders. And before he could, she spun on her heel and dove face-first against his tummy, basking in the comforting scent of her father's cologne. Seonghwa's button-up was soon dampened by the tears decorating his shirt and Yuha's backpack dropped to the floor just as his knee did. And he tried—he really did—not to shed tears of his own as he listened to his baby wail into his shoulder.
"Daddy, d-don't leave me!" she pleaded, nuzzling her sniffling nose into his neck.
"I'm not leaving you, Baby," he assured her, "I'll come back for you in a few hours." His hand smoothed over her back as he swayed her side to side, the other cradling the back of her head.
"Why can't I be with you?" Yuha croaked when she faced him, her eyes puffy and glistening under the fluorescent light. Seonghwa sighed and cupped her small face in his hands, his thumbs battling the continuous trails of tears pouring onto her cheeks.
Seonghwa tried explaining in the simplest way he could and murmured, "Daddy has to go to work, Yuha. It's big grown-up stuff…it's not fun."
Yuha looked down at her feet, finding temporary solace in her similarly matching Cinnamoroll crocs. The white dog smiled warmly at her from below, his bright blue eyes and pink cheeks never failing to spark a tinge of happiness in her. He'd always reminded her of her father: quiet, but good and helpful and liked taking naps.
"I'm scared…" she mumbled, once she gathered the courage to look back up. "I dunno anybody."
He nearly melted into mush right there on the spot, brushing the strands of hair let loose to the back of her ear.
"You have to start somewhere. Mommy and I were so nervous to meet you for the first time and look at us now. It's okay to be scared, but it'll go away if you want it to." 
She perked up at his word of advice, tears becoming obsolete as her eyes began to glint a promising sparkle in them instead.
"Really, Daddy?"
He hummed and reassured her, "You're a good kid, Yuha; I know you can make a friend. And if you don't make one today, well…that's okay, try again tomorrow. You can always try again."
"Okay," she said, meekly. A small smile crept onto his lips before he enveloped her into another tight embrace.
"Now, don't cry anymore, okay? You're a strong girl—just like Mommy," Seonghwa whispered, patting Yuha's back.
He felt her firm nods against his shoulder before he pressed a kiss to her cheek, picking up her backpack and finally fixing it behind her. Yuha's tiny hands gripped her shoulder straps as she recited words of encouragement under her breath, her eyes finding purchase in her foam shoes again. They soon followed the trail which ended where her father's face resided, and his warm smile forever engraved itself in the back of her mind, ready to appear whenever she found herself in distress. Without a word, she lifted her arms and waited with small, antsy steps in her place and like he's read her mind, she's hoisted into his arms.
"Did I not give enough hugs?" he asked with a playful lilt in his tone.
Yuha huffed, "No, never."
"Yep"—he chuckled—"you're just like your mommy…"
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"And she really cried yesterday?" you asked, searching for confirmation in Seonghwa who hummed. You frowned, trudging to your shared bed where your husband was settled upright. If you weren't so caught up in reliving how your daughter ran into her classroom this morning without so much so looking back at you, you'd take more than just note of the glasses fashionably sloped down his nose while he read a news article on his phone. Sometimes, you couldn't believe this man really made a baby with you and was the extra source of warmth in your bed every night. You must've done something great in your past life, that's for sure.
And when you flopped next to him on your belly, he let out a passive laugh and placed his hand on your bottom.
"What's the matter, Baby?"
You flipped onto your backside, staring at the little nooks and crannies of the popcorn ceiling.
Sighing, you confided, "She didn't do that with me today."
Seonghwa shifted in his place, looking at you with an incredulous stare. Meeting his eyes, you pouted and let out another sigh.
"What? Don't give me that look, Hwa."
"You're saying you wanted her to cry?"
"It's not that, I"—you pinched your nose bridge—"she just gave me a little hug and ran off. She wasn't being a baby, Hwa." Your husband found it to be difficult to contain the amusement threatening his lips as he listened to your voice crack and your words quake. "I-I mean, my baby wasn't being my baby," you whimpered.
"Aw...Honey, she is," he cooed, inviting you with opened arms to which you accepted in the next sniffle you made. "Not like she's doing taxes, she's still learning one plus one—"
"By the time we both blink, she will be!" you whined into his chest.
"We'll get through this, Baby. You're strong," he gently hushed you, aware of the time as the darkness washed over the sky. Brushing his fingers through your hair while he listened to your staggered breaths, he chuckled. "Can you loosen your grip a bit?"
You huffed, "No."
Like mother, like daughter.
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sourbinnie · 10 months
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☆ silent ☆
♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> angst ; hurt/comfort ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> hyung line!ateez x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> malicious comments weren't gonna go unnoticed by your boyfriend even if he couldn't do anything about it. ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> swearing ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!
-> the request | maknae line
a/n: i hope i understood this request correctly ajkshf hope you enjoy it and maknae line will be out whenever i'm free since you asked for ot8.
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-> the scenario
you didn't wanna attend at first but something about seeing your old friends made you give in. being there with your boyfriend also brought comfort to you and eased your nerves. anxiety couldn't help but kick in when you thought about seeing some of your old classmates and how they were doing right now. you've seen pictures all over instagram of them living their best lives and you were stuck in your job and trying your best to handle money wisely. your boyfriend didn't mind and your family was happy that you were where you were, so why did you have to doubt yourself?
well it was easy when you were surrounded with rich folks who didn't know anything but money and luxury. even after experiencing some of the stuff your boyfriend was used to, you couldn't get used to it but right now? yeah it was definitely too much and too show off for your liking. speaking of your boyfriend, he was there surrounded by people wanting to take photos with him, asking for autographs and wondering why he was here but nobody would kick him out because idols were sacred to them. you were thankful he would be supporting and cheering you on from a distance. 
well if you knew what was coming, you would've never brought him along.
"didn't know this was a reunion for the lowest of low." one of your old classmates said laughing and looked at you up & down. he was scanning you with his stare and it made you feel so small but you tried to think nothing of it yet you knew exactly what was happening.
"yeah same man, i thought this was gonna be an exclusive thing. good to see you though (y/n)!" another one exclaimed as she laughed. what did they expect from a high school reunion? to invite only the privileged old students? well maybe it would've been a better idea. 
"yeah good to see you." you said in a small voice, wanting nothing more than to leave with how you were being perceived. there was no doubt that your boyfriend was looking at you right at this moment. you wanted to leave, you were going to leave at any moment.
"hope you get a better job soon sweetie. since that dress/suit ain't looking too good." one added and you excused yourself as you left the scene. the tears threatening to spill at any moment as you tried to make sense of a direction to go to, far away from them.
seonghwa ✉
as he watched the scene unfold, seonghwa felt helpless. he wanted nothing more than to shut these assholes up with a comment but he had to keep his image as professional and civilized as possible. for a moment he just wanted to be your boyfriend, a regular attendee that participated in this event and was able to defend his significant other. 
but right now he was an idol who, as discreetly as possible, looked for you everywhere. he couldn't find a single trace of you so he decided to head out for a second, hoping no one would notice him and to take a breath. looks like you were doing the same as you tried covering yourself up with your coat so no one could see what you were wearing. broke his heart to a million pieces with that simple action.
"don't do that." he simply said and you sighed. he didn't know what he was gonna say to make things better but he knew that you knew he was gonna try his hardest. "please don't listen to them. it's not a competition to see who has the best job."
"well even if it was, i would be the loser. it's fine hwa i just need some time and you know we can't be seen together." you said but he just shook his head as he looked at you. he wasn't a good boyfriend for just standing there but he would damn prove your worth.
"we can leave if you want to. it's so unfair that this happened when you were excited to see your friends but i hope you can see them another time." you nodded at his words and took his hand. leaving the place to never look back and hoping you never cross paths with these people again. "they're such idiots for saying that to you but you're better than they will ever be." he muttered and his grip on your hand tightened 'cause he truly did mean it.
hongjoong ✉
he was frozen as he heard the words being said. he sighed to himself as he wanted to see you and be there for you so much but he knew as the leader, he had to keep an image and it hurt him. in another world he would be telling these idiots to back off and to look at themselves before they judge someone else. especially if that someone was the most respectful and attentive person he's ever met because oh god, you did not deserve that at all.
he found you when the whole event ended and took you home. the silence was deafening as you tried your best to act like you were okay but the mask was falling off when you arrived to your shared apartment. he knew he couldn't leave you alone tonight.
"(y/n) talk to me babe. i know i should've said something and i'm regretting everything right now." he said as he looked at you with pleading eyes. you could never lie to hongjoong even if you tried to and right now you felt like breaking down completely so you let go.
"i just wish i was enough sometimes. not only my job but my appearance and just how i am, why couldn't i just defend myself?" you asked and hongjoong couldn't help but feel the worst he's ever felt. just the way you were putting yourself down because of them, it's enough to drive him insanely mad.
"no. you are enough, more than enough and i'm sorry i didn't say anything. if i could go back and change what happened, i would do it in a heartbeat." he said as he hugged you and held you in his arms. "no matter what job you have or what you wear, you'll always be the person with the biggest heart that i know and that's what matters." he muttered and that was enough to bring tears from your eyes.
yunho ✉
he would feel so bad, like it would shatter him to see you fighting back the tears and the humiliation you went through. he would want to stand up for you, not even as a boyfriend but as a human being. yet his feet remained glued to the ground because he couldn't risk putting the boys into trouble and as much as he loved his brothers, he felt so weird putting his significant other last.
a few minutes later, he got out of the shock and walked away from the reunion. he needed to find you and he didn't care about anything else, even if it caused him to be a little careless about it. when he did indeed set your eyes on you as you were outside, he looked around but then decided to stop being a coward and approached you.
"love, are you okay?" he whispered and he almost facepalmed himself for still trying to be undercover. like he was your boyfriend, he hated himself for caring so much about his image and not enough about you. "i'm sorry. i just fucked up didn't i?"
"yunho no, you didn't do anything. i understand that you couldn't really say anything but then again there was nothing to be said." you shrugged as you tried to enter again but he grabbed your wrist before you could walk away.
"i won't fail you again. please don't listen to them okay? none of it is true." he said and you nodded as much as you wanna believe him, it was hard. it just hit you really hard that you were judged that way but you knew your boyfriend was there and that brought some relief. "by the way, you look gorgeous tonight." 
yeosang ✉
oh boy he would be so mad. he encouraged you to go but at the same time he was scared because he knew what kind of people your classmates were and looked at what happened. the fact that they felt above you because they wore designer clothes or got to travel the world made him sick. as he stood there, now looking at the people who surrounded him in another way, he tried to look for you. 
it pained him that he had to pretend like he didn't know you at all but he put on the image for a little bit longer until you sent him a text. his eyes softened when you said you wanted to leave and he was glad but so fucking disappointed in himself at the same time. 
"darling. let's go home yeah?" he said when he saw you and you nodded as you both went separate ways but ended up in the same car later on. "i hope you know that i would've done something if i could." 
"i know but it's okay sangie, they weren't exactly wrong." you said and he instantly grabbed your hand as he looked at you. 
"they were so wrong and i'll prove it to you. i wasn't the best boyfriend you deserve tonight." he said and you nodded as you got closer to him and he kissed your cheek. sighing to yourself as he drove home, one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours. "i'll prove to you that you're much more than they will ever be." he said and you smiled.
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𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻: 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓽
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Content Includes: Wolf!San x fem!reader, overstimulation, post-rut San, passionate and needy sex, ROUGH SEX, praise (SO MUCH OF IT!), kissing, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (don't do it!), San calls reader 'princess', dirty talk, primal play, size kink, aftercare
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You inhaled a long drag of your cigarette as you fidgeted aimlessly on the porch, staring out into the dark abyss of woodland and shrubbery on this lonely night. 
He always came back, that was one of the many things you could rely on with San. 
‘Come on…where are you?’ 
You whispered to yourself with bated breath as you finished the last of your cigarette before stamping it out on the ground. 
‘Right here, princess’ 
A squeal of fright filled the air as San’s murky shadow appeared from behind you, muffling your squeals as he buried your face in the warmth of his chest. 
‘Shhh, shhh sorry baby, I didn’t meant to scare you’ 
There was an air of playfulness to his voice as he stroked your hair, pressing little kisses against your temple and shielding you from the crispness of the air. 
‘Don’t do that! You could have been a serial killer!’ 
You swatted playfully at his chest and pushed him lightly, frustration and anxiety evident in your eyes as your mind adjusted to the man in front of you. 
‘Mmm’ He chuckled as he began to rub circles into your hips, smirking mischievously at your reaction. 
‘Not while I’m here to protect and love you’ 
The soft touch of San’s lips to your forehead contrasted heavily against his hurried footsteps and the grip on his fingers on your clothed arse as he pushed you gently against the door. 
‘I’m just a lonesome wolf who missed his sweet princess while I was gone’. 
His voice was slightly whiney as he buried his head in your neck, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck and his voice rumbled against your skin. 
‘You don’t want to rest first?’ You bargained, trying to remain logical as your werewolf boyfriend smothered himself against you, attempting to suppress the desire you were already feeling. 
‘Nope…not tired’ 
The latch of the door unlocked and a clamber of hurried limbs and uncoordinated footwork wound up with your back on the carpet, San’s warm and toned body pressing you into the floor. 
Heavy pants and sudden anticipation filled the room as you stared up at San, his loving but hungry gaze staring back at yours. 
San’s nude torso and back were covered with a sheen of exertion, his black hair messy and hanging in his eyes, fresh jeans now ripped and the veins in his arms and neck flexed and taut. 
The limbal rings around his eyes were of an amber hue and now you knew why he was so needy, his body had shifted back to being human…his mind…not so much. 
‘Are you hungry?’
The question was asked out of kindness for San’s wellbeing but then San raised his eyebrow and shifted his hips against yours suggestively. 
Yeah, you definitely walked your way into that one…or ran. 
‘Everytime I’m with you princess’. 
San leaned down to press his lips against yours. 
And he was hungry, his kisses were desperate and dominant as he pried his tongue into your mouth, teeth nipping into your bottom lip, his hands supporting himself as he pressed his weight against yours. 
‘I want to hear you scream for me tonight princess’ 
He spoke as he made his way down your neck, nipping and biting as his wolf senses took over and eagerly wanted to mark you, to claim his stake, have you wet and pliant under his fingers and tongue. 
‘Take you apart piece by piece, have you cum for me and then I’ll do it over and over again’. 
‘Ahhh!’ You screamed out in surprise as San ripped your shirt apart with his bare hands, his eyes darkening in lust more when he saw your exposed chest, sans bra. 
Teeth and tongue were immediately on your nipple as he pressed his face against your sternum, inhaling your scent and the sound of him growling against your skin sent shivers down your spine. 
Random praises and compliments were breathed into your skin as San trailed down your body, leaving hickeys and love bites you were sure to wear as a token of San for a few days. 
‘I love you’, ‘you’re so beautiful’, ‘fuck i can’t wait to have my cock inside of you’. 
San eagerly and with rushed hands removed your tights and chucked them beside you, taking the time to stare at your flushed cheeks, open thighs, hard nipples and staring up at him with absolute adoration. 
‘I’m so happy you’re mine, my special princess’ 
He leaned back up to press one last passionate kiss to your mouth, placing a few pecks before pulling away to trail back down your body before settling his face against your crotch. 
Your body jumped as San inhaled deeply as he nuzzled his nose over your clothed mound, his lashes fluttering as he let out a moan. 
‘You smell amazing, I want to bury my face in your cunt and lick you clean’. 
He felt your fingers brush his hair back and push his head eagerly back down, lifting your hips up slightly in a sign of neediness for him to continue. 
‘Then do it- I’m yours to take’. 
‘Fuck princess, don’t get me started’
The comment boosted his need for you even further and you watched as he pulled your underwear down your legs, removing it around each ankle and leaving it on the floor. 
There was no time to prepare before San had gripped your thighs and eagerly dived in, his tongue swiping through your folds and laving over your clit. 
‘Your sweet cunt always tastes the best after a rut, it’s like it’s been missing me while I’ve gone’ 
He murmured into your crotch as he focused on your clit, licking, sucking and nibbling the swollen bud with his teeth and tongue as his primal senses took over and his entire focus was making you squirm under his touch. 
San’s absence had left your body all sensitive and touch-starved and much to your chagrin- it wasn’t long before you were almost cumming from San’s ravenous attention on your clit alone. 
‘Baby…I’m-Mmmmmm!’ 
Your hips kicked back and your thighs spasmed as your orgasm hit you quickly, back arching and hands gripping San’s hair. 
‘Mmmm…good girl…my good princess…not done though…want more’ 
His moans and hums of pleasure vibrated through your core as he moved to slide your cum and slick on his tongue, using it as wetness so he could lick your clit again, the tip of his tongue rolling around the sides and then grazing the underside, sucking it in between his teeth and repeating over and over again. 
‘San..fuck! So close…mmm, almost there!’ 
You could feel your cunt clench around nothing as you climaxed again, San’s strong hands preventing your legs from closing as his movements slowed down, eventually stopping. 
‘Delicious…so fucking delicious’ 
He propped himself up and stared at you with glazed eyes and your slick making his lips raw, wet and shiney. 
All logic had left San’s brain and he was consumed with the thoughts of ruining his sweet princess over and over again, having you spread out underneath him, cock inside of you, hearing you pant and whine until your voice gave out. 
‘The bed San…’ 
Clumsy arms reached out for San’s support as you tried to sit up, knowing full well that he would fuck you on the carpet if he could. 
‘Take me to bed…fuck me there’. 
No words were spoken as San hauled you up off the floor and carried you over his shoulder, his strength and sheer power causing you to burn even more for his touch. 
Your torn shirt and San’s jeans and briefs were discarded on the floor and you quickly gathered yourself on your bed, your head on a pillow and another stuffed under your hips. 
‘Look at you, getting ready for me to fuck you open and raw, such a filthy princess…MY filthy princess’ 
He pumped his cock a few times, the muscles in his chest and forearms flexing with every twist and pull. 
‘Princess has been missing you Sannie, am all ready for you baby’. 
San kneeled in front of you as he pressed your knees to your chest, folding you into a mating press before pushing his cock into you, roughly, eagerly and bottoming out in one slide. 
‘Aww, so wet, tight and perfect for me’ 
He kissed you again, radiating his love and passion for you through his lips and gaze. 
You could taste yourself in his kiss and your body trembled under the sudden intrusion, the angle filling you whole and your body and cunt already feeling exposed like a live wire. 
‘Fuck you’re so hard San, can feel you deep’. 
A deep moan filled the air as San pulled out,all the way to the tip before thrusting back in with a hard snap of his hips. 
There was no talking for awhile, just San’s grunts and groans mixing with your whines and whimpers as he fucked you roughly but with passion. 
Even with San’s wolf influence murking his presence, you could still feel the overwhelming love he had for you. 
His piercing gaze showed his love, his kisses and little nips to your mouth were filled with love, the snap of his hips and the way his body covered yours, his aura was filled with the utmost love and care he had for you. 
And he did love you, more than you know, more than he could confess and feeling you underneath him and clutching him against you, how needy and pliant you were while he fucked you…
The bubble in his heart burst and his final defence was blown, leaving him to express unwavering affection for you as he was close to chasing his release. 
‘My special princess, you’re always taking care of me, looking after me…I miss you so bad when I’m away baby…I- hah! W-want to protect you, keep you-mmm! keep you safe, fill you over and over again until your pretty cunt is dripping with me…’
San released inside of you with a husky groan and a stuttering of his hips, moving his hands from your knees to clutch at the headboard, burying himself as far as he could inside of you. 
‘Baby…Sannie..please, please..so close!’
Your body was shaking with electric jolts and you could feel your body tremble around him, shaking with overstimulation and the need for release, your body close to giving out but needing more to reach your peak. 
‘I got you princess, let me help you cum’ 
He gently grabbed your right hand, pressing a few kisses to your knuckles before placing it over your mound. 
You roughly circled your clit with hasty fingers, San eyeing you intently as he slowly grinded into your g-spot, the added stimulation rapidly helping you to your peak. 
‘I can feel you clenching around me princess, you’re so close aren’t you baby?’ 
San hummed those words into your ear as he pressed kisses against the side of your face, knowing the praise is what you needed. 
‘Be a good girl for me mmmh? Show me how pretty your face is when you cum okay? Want to see my pretty princess cum for me’
And it worked, your body arched and muscles spasming as you came with a whimper, your head buried in San’s shoulder. 
Both your breathing quieted down as the room begin to spin less and normalise, your fingers softly running down San’s sweat-covered back. 
‘Rest for awhile baby, I’m not finished with my special princess yet’. 
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Author Note: Happy Halloween and this was my first time writing werewolf smut because that performance video absolutely ruined me and I just couldn't help myself.
I was team vampire!San but after that performance cover...team were!wolf San all the way now!!
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Ateez | The Type To
Hongjoong
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toothless smiles. you'll never get enough
knows every little fact about you. it's all stored in his head
but can't always figure out your mood, where he needs your help
picks your clothes or accessories sometimes
lets you do the same
more of the dating-inside kind of guy, but makes the most of when you do go out
if he's busy, he'll acknowledge you with a smile and then go back to work and forget you're there
because he likes to focus on one thing at a time
and when he's not busy he's all yours
but when he is busy and you decide to play naughty, he will focus on the task ahead- you.
and make you regret (in the best way) interfering with his work
which has become your thing now
calls you his 'muse' and def makes you feel like one
esp with the way he kisses you and makes you feel like a puddle
he really doesn't stop his hands from going anywhere he pleases
fav place might be at your hip
or fingers in your hair- might take a liking to tug your hair back to make you look at him at times
which is when he'll give you the most sultry look and tell you exactly what the events following will ensue of
def the type to hold you against the wall and move across the room while you make out
laughs between kisses oh goodness-
teases the fck out of you and makes you a whimpering mess
spends alllll his energy on you but still takes care of you after
bites-
the type to make you watch yourself too- like if you can see him taking you in some reflective surface or a mirror, all the better
and then you won't believe the filth that'll come out of his mouth (tho you love it when he mumbles dirty little things in your ears)
also has his soft moments, which are so intimate that sometimes you feel overwhelmed with love
and he'll constantly assure you he's here, here with you, forever :')
does the most meaningful things for you- brings you your fav food, reforms your clothes or accessories for you, paints with you, lets you try doing something with his music samples, etc etc
he's your captain
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Seonghwa
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pass you subtle glances from across the room
hold your hand and lead the way whenever you're out
make you walk on the inside of the sidewalk
mother you in every way-- wiping your mouth with his sleeve, fix your hair, fix your clothes, fix you
scold you in the most loving tone possible
which makes you wonder if you're actually getting scolded because you start to get heart eyes
never make you feel insecure- it hurts him more than it hurts you
details. details in everything he says and does (flashbacks to his fav colour being 'glossy silver chrome' like who are you i don't know you-)
which means your dates are detailed asf. he'll have everything planned out and make sure you have the best time
but also love it when you take him out on impromptu dates
scans your face before he kisses you
forehead kisses. temple kisses. it's his thing
plays with you a lot (take your mind out of the gutter i'm talking about actual games like the board games or whatever)
but also plays with you a lot- *coughs*
tongue.
also his fingers are kinda long so-
will pick you up in the middle of your makeout session and take you somewhere more comfortable
goes hard, but it takes him a millisecond to turn soft
and he's the best softie ever.
he's gonna take his sweet time exploring every nook and cranny of your body, learning everything about you
learning what you like
and you'll most of the times feel like it's your first time all over again- that's def how he makes it feel like
tho he certainly spices things up every time
it's just he makes you feel so safe and loved
also i feel like you both bring out the playfulness in each other, in both romantic and platonic ways
he's such a romantic.
he's also capable of driving you insane with his facial expressions alone
takes care of you when you're tired, makes sure you're good, tucks you into bed, spoons you, lulls you to sleep :')
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Yunho
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okay hear me out-
he is literally your best friend
and i mean in the way best friends know each other inside out
and the way they know exactly how you're feeling by just glancing at you
so with yunho, you always feel safe. his constant vocal and physical reassurances keep you grounded at all times
so you wish to do something in return for him-
but he assures you that you, just like this, are enough
he's not hard to please in that way. he's not demanding but he's not making you feel like he's not interested in you either. he's got that perfect balance
the most comfortable presence out there is what i'm saying
(maybe this^ was my delulu thoughts ok now to the real shit-)
he's always looking at you to make sure you're okay, or there,
but sometimes, something turns him on and his eyes change
and he really, really can't hide when he's turned on. he starts picking at his lips while giving you the most sultry gaze
sometimes you pretend not to notice
which is when he becomes unexpectedly playful and teasing
he knows what his hands on your body do to you (turn you into jelly is what they do btw)
so he's going to give you a backhug and while he kisses your neck or ear, he's going to let his hands travel all over your body
or when sitting on his lap, he'll let them rest on your thighs- purposefully
and we all know what purpose those long fingers could serve
he's def the type who'll cuddle into you while lovemaking- like bury his face in your neck, in the crooks. you think that's soft? he can make it a hard moment too.
groans into your ears 100 % and that sound might be one of the hottest things you've heard
and when he mumbles things in your ears? his voice goes new levels of deep you never heard before.
kisses you like you'll break
also loves pinning you to surfaces
fully capable of manhandling you (lovingly, ofc)
likes experimenting a lot with you, figuring out what you like and what you don't like together
big spoon most of the times you bet
jokes around a lot with you too- he never makes you feel overwhelmed in any situation
but he is also fully capable of driving you insane at times *coughs*
best caretaker you know it
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Yeosang
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i'm having a vision- what starts as savage remarks thrown at each other turns into a challenge, turns into another different sort of challenge
we'll get there later
cafe dates. chocolates. you better be ready to satisfy his sweet tooth
you love complimenting him bc 9/10 times he's gonna respond with a shy smile that made you fall in love in the first place
he's usually teasing you bc that's his love language but is also the most genuine person you know
so whenever he compliments you or tells you how much he loves you, you know it's straight from the heart
holds your hand whenever he gets the chance
will kiss it too
shy kisses at first
until he gets turned on and his eyes change and the inner demon that we seen in halazia comes out oof
gentle kisses. demanding kisses. we-have-all-the-time-in-the-world kisses. i might be lacking in my vocabulary
hands cradling your face- that's what makes you weak
is pretty vocal and wants you to be vocal too when he does something new or even in routine
there's this switch in him- y'all be having a soft moment and his switch gets flipped and then he's just... banging. wild.
loves foreplay
might have a thing for placing his hand on your throat too i mean he has his moments
and he also lets you have your moments which is sth you love about him
i feel like he loves to drive you to the edge multiple times before he finally lets you have your way
which is hot asf
but is also so nervous about making sure you're okay, you're good with whatever he's doing
so he's gonna spoil you when he takes care of you, which might probably lead to a round two-
anyways time to touch some grass <3
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San
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this mf istg- *breathes*
okay he's such an eye candy do you think you'll be interested in anything else other than just staring at him 24/7 whenever you're with him-
let's not let these intrusive thoughts win and dive deeper :D
so yeah he is a nature admirer and when he takes you out, you do admire nature but you admire him more
esp the curves and edges of his face
and when he catches you, he gets shy. like actual shy
rewards you with a sweet kiss
and a good old hug
but sometimes, things get... heated instead
so he raises his eyebrow and goes sth like 'you done staring'?
and if you toss a sarcastic remark next (9.9/10 times you do), he'll just attack you
flirts with you in public
unintentional flirt most of the time
his kisses have a wide range spectrum. from being the most slow, gentle, i-might-break-you-if-i-hold-you-wrong kisses to hot, open-mouthed, i-am-going-to-break-you kisses (i cannot englishi-)
and he's really not shy in lovemaking. he knows what he's doing. he takes advantage of it
loves driving you to the edge too. will take so long to actually get to the real deal, just playing with you first and cornering you and driving you insane ugh
the type to pull you into his lap and make you straddle and ride him
tongue-
tbh i feel like it can get really filthy with him in the best way possible
but also, he's the softest when he's in the mood
and you love that he can switch
the type to shut you up with a kiss
also the type to hold you by your chin and have a staredown with you whenever you tease him
which just leads to other things-
hugs
lots and lots of hugs. hugs of every kind.
his laugh heals you :(
he'll always tell you he's there for you, he loves you, how imp you are to him :(
pocket sized hehe
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Mingi
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he's a princess so he deserves princess treatment. the end.
no but he's such an unfiltered personality i feel like in the sense that it just shows what he wants
you can see it in his eyes when he wants a hug, when he wants to leave some place, or when he wants to steal the last bite of your food-
also very good at reading you even if you argue that you're not that readable
to him you will be bc he pays attention to every little detail
the kind to throw his arm around you while you walk
bonus if it's winters and he wraps you in his coat
the type to tie a scarf around your neck and then pull you with it and give you a kiss
his kisses are the meaningful sort. you can tell by his kiss what mood he's in
like if he's slow and he sighs in between, he's probably feeling down. if he's gonna act naughty you'll know what he wants
which makes it easier for you to lead things
lets you lead most of the time too
unless he's feeling some type of way
and when he's feeling that type of way, you're in for a banger (pun intended maybe)
i feel like he's really good with his core strength even when dancing so uhh just go ahead and imagine
fingers. (getting shy at this point)
probably gives the best head
like can you imagine the tip of his nose brushing at the your most sensitive parts-
likes when you run your hands through his hair
likes to tug your hair even more
might have a marking kink like he'll like it when he can see what he's done to you
but he's also the most responsive and comfortable during intimacy
and can go on forever, makes you feel like you can go on forever with him
cuddles with you when you're done, cuddles long and good
will shower with you and 9 out of 10 times that means a second round-
softie. absolute softie at times ;-;
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Wooyoung
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you both love to drive each other insane. you'll fight a lot at most random things, end up laughing in the middle of an argument, tease tf out of each other
but at the end of the day there's no one you'd rather be with
he feeds you like his life depends on it
which means he'll make you food, he'll get you to try different things when you go out, and he just likes it when you're happy with food
takes care of you subconsciously- like wiping your mouth, fixing your clothes, rolling your sleeves when you're eating, etc- he doesn't do it on purpose, it's ingrained in him to take care of you
intentional flirt.
which means he makes you flushed with embarrassment in public
he knows how to rile you up, and oh, when you're riled up-
you know you'll go home all heated up which will def result in a hot makeout session
he's not shy to show you how much he likes it when you're making out so he's very vocal
and we all know about his degradation kink LMAO he loves it when you show him his place in the middle of making out
and you love it when he begs for you to do sth
but he's also very, very good at making you beg, oh, he'll push to to the edge and make you fucking cry before he gives you what you want
his hands everywhere on your body.
mumbles things in your ears, dirty things
and then bites you earlobe
you just love it when he breaks away in the middle of making out and pushes your hair back, all the while scanning your face as if making sure you're real before smiling the purest smile ever :(
and when he evil smiles? you know you're in for a ride quite literally
switches most of the time
satisfies you in ways you didn't know were possible
quite possibly plays a lot with you- might have a thing for tied wrists (his or yours, whatever you're feeling like)
keeps telling you how beautiful, how perfect you are, and when he says it? you never feel like he's lying. you start to believe it
boosts your confidence 10000x
honestly he has a contagious energy so you kinda sometimes turn into wooyoung too and he just 🧍
aftercare is a whole new level with him
hugs you to sleep <3
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Jongho
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he sings for you. what more do you want? :')
you'll have to hide apples from him tho LOL
being with him is very comfortable and... peaceful. like he brings out the calm in you
tho when he cracks a dad joke you start to reconsider-
but he's adorable
slaps your butt at the most random times
and then giggles before he runs away
gives you backhugs at the most random times too
likes to peck your cheeks while you're sitting in his lap watching sth with him
which sometimes makes you kiss him
usually starts slow but there's a certain sense of urgency behind that kiss sometimes
which makes it into a heated makeout session
stares into your soul when he breaks away to catch his breath
dry humping follows
likes seeing exactly what his actions make you feel like
shy at first but he's also confident asf
and he's... strong
it just drives you crazy when he pins you as he thrusts into you like there's no way you can break free from that
and why would you? ;)
has a thing for necks i've said it before i'll say it now
and he knows exactly how to please you
which means that when he's in the mood, he's gonna drive you to the edge multiple times before letting you have what you want
sometimes lets you do the same to him
he loves it when you're on top of him and ride him. perfect place for him to hold your butt and squeeze it
really good at aftercare, makes sure you're feeling good too
bear hugs after. cuddles
kisses you multiple times before settling down
sings you to sleep :( (i'll always end jongho imagines with this line)
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