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bvidzsoo · 22 days

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Stern, but sweet

✎ Teacher!San ✎

TW: nothing, just San being soft and hansome

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: Helleur, lovelies! As you can see, those pictures are from San's latest YouTube live, which means I was inspired by it (dies). Also, it's the first time San bias wrecked me and I sincerely hope it stays that way, I've already got 3 official wreckers (dies again). Idk what this is, but he gave me cute aggression and at the same time the need to crawl up a wall...how is that possible? Anyways, enjoy, feedback is always welcomed!

so, you had been working at this school for a year now and you absolutely loved your job

the kids are lovely and you happened to grow attached to them quite fast, wanting to ensure they got the adequate education

but when it comes to your colleagues, well, they are quite boring

most of them are well past the age of 40 and they prefer going straight home after work, most of times refusing your invitations for a dinner between co-workers

and it also doesn't help much that you're a lot younger than most, making you feel left out when you hear them conversing about topics that you're either not interested in or just simply don't understand, like: raising children and maintaining a family at home

but when one of the homeroom teacher moves away and the school is in a frenzy to find someone fit for the job, a man around your age seems to confidently accept the challenge

Choi San, is his name

and my lord, when I tell you he's absolutely ravishing with his sharp eyes and soft looking skin

he looks like someone who would discipline you at the slightest misbehavior, and you don't know how to feel about it at first

but then he smiles and those cute dimples in his cheeks make you absolutely swoon over him, his aura so warm and lovely

you've come to know that Choi San is a man with a colorful personality

in his own class, he's very authoritative and stern, he doesn't allow his students to slack, and he doesn't accept any excuses as to why they haven't done their math homework

but San is an amazing teacher, and despite his subject being math, which many students tend to hate, those who he teaches just simply can't wait for his class to come

despite being stern and quite serious, he always cracks harmless jokes while explaining the hardest equations and theories, lightening the mood, and also helping the students focus

they love San in and outside of the classroom

whenever they have a problem, they know they can go to him as he will listen, giving them smart advice instead of rolling his eyes at them and telling them to get lost (like their last homeroom teacher had done so many times)

when there's a conflict, he first listens to both sides and then comes up with a solution (or punishment) that is fair and doesn't favor a student (like their previous homeroom teacher had done quite often)

but San, with his positive and warm energy, seems to also light up your office, the grumpy older teachers laughing a bit more often, a lot more open-minded with San here now

and well, you're a simple woman and you can't really help yourself when you start swooning over him (of course, when he's not watching you or paying attention to you) about just how perfect, and dreamy, he actually is

San was the one to approach you, and you quite liked that as he talked to you freely as if you had known each other for ages

you feel your most authentic self around him, never having to worry that he'll judge you or make fun of you behind your back (like you have caught a few of your fellow co-workers doing so before)

and seriously, San is just so good with children, that you can't help yourself as you develop a crush on him rapidly

and you hope he doesn't notice the way you gaze at him longingly when he's explaining something thoroughly to his students, or pats them on the head as encouragement, or even brings them candy so he can give it as a reward when they excel on their tests

and you certainly hope he doesn't see the way you stare at him for minutes at a time when you're both in your office, your cubicles next to each other, him busy typing on his computer and you busy...well staring at San

and you definitely do not absolutely die when one Friday he asks if you're doing anything later that night, eager to go to the new Amusement Park, saying he was thinking of inviting a few other colleagues as well since he's on good terms with them

you hate Amusement Parks, but if San loves them, well...you might grow to dislike them a little less

and so you definitely do not dress up all cute and spend two hours on your makeup and hair just because San invited you (and your colleagues, but you tend to ignore that part) out

what the two of you absolutely do not expect is for your colleagues to bail on you last minute, all of them saying the same excuse, "something came up, but we should go next time"

and perhaps you die a little on the inside, because you suddenly realize just how of an awkward person the both of you are, blushing and quickly avoiding eye contact when you catch the other one already looking

you don't want to tell San that you're afraid of heights and anything that goes with high speed when he points excitedly at the large roller-coaster, telling you how he's been waiting all day to go on it

you say nothing, you suck it up, because you're an adult and this is your work crush, and perhaps because the way San has been paying attention to you all evening, keeping people away from your body in the crowd as you moved around, or how without touching you, would hold his arm out behind your back when someone walked too close, made you feel rather comfortable in his presence

so, you brace yourself for the ride and certainly don't tremble as San helps you inside the cabin, sitting down next to you

once you're tied up and secured inside of it, is when you start praying to all Gods to give you strength so that you don't lose your mind during the ride

what you don't expect is San noticing how nervous and pale you are, grabbing your hand and interlacing your fingers with his as the ride takes off, making you clutch onto his hand for dear life

and the ride is so much fun that you're surprised how much you're enjoying it, but perhaps it's also because San keeps making you laugh and keeps talking to you, holding onto you

what you don't expect, once again, is him not letting go of your hand once you get off the ride, and instead he pulls you towards a photobooth, saying he wants to commemorate tonight's 'date'

oh, and you certainly don't faint when San decides to press a kiss against your cheek as the camera goes off for the last photo

seems like your work crush was crushing back on you, huh?

(seems like all of your coworkers knew about it and cancelled last minute on purpose as they've been secretly shipping the two of you and making bets about when you'd finally start dating)

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beenbaanbuun · 1 month

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hi bunny! <33 i wanted to ask if you could do a little fic of how the ateez boys (specifically jjong) would be like during aftercare ❤️ after a rougher session— i’m in need of comforty cute stuff rn lmao 😭 no pressure ofc! luv u bun bun 🫶

aftercare w/ateez

hongjoong

i feel like hongjoong is very prepared for aftercare, especially if he knows in advance that it’s going to be a rougher session

like he already has a glass of water and a snack bar on the nightstand ready to go

coos and praises you as he breaks the bar into tiny pierces and slides them between your lips with his fingers

will absolutely force you to pee and shower once he thinks you’ve got your energy up enough to walk to the bathroom

stays with you the whole time you pee, and slides into the shower beside you to wash your hair

unlike some of the others i don’t believe that the shower will to anything else because hongjoong has a modicum of self control and can see you naked without going feral…

seonghwa

seonghwa’s first instinct is to go and grab a washcloth from the bathroom so he can wipe down the mess between your legs

of course, while he’s in the bathroom, he kills two birds with one stone and begins to draw a bath for you

wipes down your sticky skin with the warm cloth, all while whispering praises

‘i know you’re sensitive but you’re being such a good girl by letting me clean you! just a little more and it’ll be over, my darling.’

once you’re somewhat clean he guides you to the bathroom and helps you into the bath before going to chance the sheets

comes back the second they’re changed and in the washer so he can sit on the side of the tub and watch you with a pretty smile

yunho

cuddly boy!!

will literally just hold you to his chest and stroke his hand up and down your spine while the two of you return your breathing to normal

isn’t so fussy about the ‘clean’ aspect of it all, but will definitely make you go pee because we do not want any UTI’s in this house!

and once you’re finished peeing, he just ticks you back into his nice strong arms and lets you fall to sleep in his grasp

he trusts you enough to know that you’ll tell him if you need anything else; water, a snack, all that jazz

he also knows you enough to know that is so incredibly rare that you’ll want anything other than him and his warm cuddles

because let’s be real, lying on top of yunho with your head tucked into his neck and his long arms holding you in place is actually the best feeling in the world

yeosang

you know my thoughts on yeosang’s sex style so i also have to assume that he takes his job of aftercare very seriously

it’s half a guilt thing because baby boy went so hard that now he has to take care of you; he needs to know that you’re okay and he didn’t do too much

he starts by wiping you down and you’re guaranteed to be oversensitive, but he just shushes you and tells you how well you’re doing

ideally he’d like you to shower, but you’re too boneless right now and he doesn’t want to leave you for long enough to run a bath

and when he’s all done cleaning you up, he’ll hold a straw to your mouth, watching you as gulp down the water he brought you

i can see him needing his own validation as well so he asks you plenty of questions

did he go to far? did you like it when he did that one thing? were you having as much fun as he was? he really is desperate to know that you were having a good time

san

san is so fucking clingy that from the moment he goes soft, he will not let you out if his sight

he won’t send you to the bathroom yourself with promises of cuddles when you get back; why would he when he can follow you in there to hold your hand while you pee?

and while you’re in the shower you better let this man wash your hair, your body, your face, anything he can, unless you want him to pout

sits you on the toilet seat while he brushes your teeth; it’s cute but you can’t help but feel shy as he holds your jaw and looks down at you

and then when he’s sure you’re squeaky clean and happy, he bundles you up in his arms and drags you back to bed with him

from which there will be no escape, by the way; if you even dream about getting out of bed, san will be pouting and complaining

mingi

i like to think that he puts his mind, body and soul into sex, so he’s probably just as tired as you when it’s over

ideally, he’d just like to stay in bed with you, but he knows you have to replenish yourself, so he sets you little tasks

“can you go get a wash cloth from the bathroom so i can wipe you down?”, “go piss, girl. i’ll be right here waiting for you.”

and you best believe that after every single task you complete, he’s praising you like you’ve just cured world hunger or something

lips pressed against yours, letting you know just how good you are for him and how proud he is of you for doing what he asks

it’s safe to say youre leave your submissive headspace any time soon, not when mingi has you in his grasp, whispering sweet praises in your ear

wooyoung

wooyoung likes to do everything for you and if he even catches you lifting a finger he will become the most annoying person to ever walk this earth

like he’ll be getting you a glass of water and he’ll come back to the bedroom to see you with a tissue between your legs and all he can thing is how dare you?

literally storms over and takes it away from you before continuing the job himself, muttering under his breath as he cleans you up

“you weren’t so independent when you were begging for my dick, hm?” he scowls, “you need me to fuck you properly, so what makes you think you don’t need to help you with this too?”

like honestly, he’s kind of mean with it but with his gentle touch and the tiny kisses that he’s pressing to your thighs, you know he isn’t actually mad

just being his regular wooyoung-ish self…

jongho

oh you think he’s a teddy bear? wrong; during aftercare you’re his teddy bear and there’s nothing you can do about it!

because he’s way too strong for you to escape from the grasp he has on you, no matter how much wriggling you do

it’s fine though, because jongho always keeps. a bottle of water by his bed and a few snacks in his drawer and a pack of baby wipes too

you literally don’t even have to move from his arms for him to take care of you; everything you need is right there!

of course when you tell him you need to use the bathroom he’s pouting, but then you tell him he can come with you and he’s happy again

he doesn’t consider the fact that he can’t squeeze you to death when you’re actually on the loo, so when he realises that he’s pouting again

literally clings to you the moment you stand up, wasting no time in dragging you back to bed for more cuddles

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thelargefrye · 3 months

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ATEEZ AS MIDDLE SCHOOL TEACHERS ... bullet - point fic ( 17+ )

pairing : teacher!ateez x teacher!f!reader (separately)

genre : teacher au, fluff, comedy, workplace romance, bulletpoint headcanons, implied co-workers to lovers (for all of them), secret relationships (for a lot of them)

word count : 4.1k

warnings : middle schoolers (yes this is needed), mentions of students shipping their teachers, mentions of a past make-out from college (mingi's section)

note : inspired by these prompts and my own job lol

honorary tag : @sanjoongie

what i think it would be like working with ateez in a middle school and perhaps being something more than co-workers with them.

KIM HONGJOONG

he's a math teacher – seventh grade and also head of the math department at the school

when he's teaching, he's in his element and he's very passionate about teaching his student and the content

he was terrible at math when he was a student and often tells his own students in order to motivate them...

sometimes it works but most times it doesn't

he's definitely one of the more stricter teachers at the beginning of the year, but lets up near the end of the year

students love him, like there's not one kid who hates him

some students do wonder how he manages to get away with his funky hair colors, but no one really questions it anymore

he's also very stylish and is known for his fashionable looks that make him look like he just came off the runway

the two of you met when you started teaching at the same school, he's been teaching for two years longer than you have

you also teach seventh grade and immediately clicked as friends on your first day

he answers any questions you have that isn't content related and is kind of seen as the head of the seventh grade as well

he gets along well with the older teachers who have been doing this for 20+ years, those teachers either go to you or him when they need help with the new programs that admin is making them use in class

a lot of the students ask him if you two are dating because you're the younger teachers in the grade-level and are always hanging out

"dating? why are you worried about who i'm dating? we have equations to worry about," he would say and always brush them off

most of the students drop, not really wanting to make hongjoong upset but that doesn't mean the question won't come up again later on

your students will also ask you the same question and like hongjoong, you brush them off and not really answering them

the students would often go back and forth on if you two were dating or not with some even trying to provide "evidence" that you were dating

and some students gave up on thinking that their literature and math teacher were dating

until one day you showed up to school wearing a cardigan

and not just any cardigan

a cardigan that hongjoong wore a month ago, one that students knew was custom made by their teacher himself

and the whole seventh grade lost their minds because holy cow, their literature teacher and math teacher WERE in fact dating

the evidence of you wearing hongjoong's cardigan was enough to convince all the students it was true

so then some of them decided to confront you both

"teacher kim, teacher l/n we know your secret."

you and hongjoong were of course confused because of course your students had to be cryptic about everything... seventh graders 😒

"we know you guys are dating! teacher l/n, you're wearing teacher kim's custom cardigan!"

hongjoong had never turned his head so fast in his life and he immediately looked at the cardigan and sure enough

it was his

and you two were busted because now all your students knew you both were at least something, if not more than friends

PARK SEONGHWA

seonghwa teaches eighth grade reading / literature, he also has his masters in special education and administration

he is also the teacher that heads student council – like he built it from the ground up after the teacher before him let it crash and burn allowed it to be ruined

but seonghwa rebuilt the student council club and now its flourishes thanks to his leadership skills and teaching the students those same leadership skills

being a teacher is like a family job, his mother was a teacher and taught at the same school that he now teaches at

he wanted to become one to continue her legacy

students think he's way too handsome to be a teacher

he's also way too nice to be a teacher but like... none of the students ever give him issues

like even the behavior students don't disrespect him like they would other teachers – its kind of crazy

you had always admired seonghwa because of how good he was at his job and honestly... you were kind of jealous of him too

but you wouldn't dare tell him

you can't help but be amazed when you watch him speak at department meetings and how he always voices his thoughts so elegantly

seonghwa is also never afraid to help you if he sees you struggling or to ask for your opinion during meetings when he notices you haven't spoken

and he'll always back you up which surprises you because you aren't friends or even in the same grade

you kind of developed a crush on him but again you would never tell him or anybody for that matter

which to be honest, your crush and admiration is probably what lead you to volunteering to help out with the student council overnight trip to a student council convention

it was you, seonghwa, plus the ten student council students that qualified to go

you really never knew who exhausting planning a field trip was and seonghwa amazed you once again with how well-planned out the trip was

it kind of made you feel guilty because of how little you did to help out with the planning

"don't feel bad y/n! i'm glad you volunteered to come, i usually struggle with finding someone to come with me to help chaperone."

"really?"

"yeah."

well... that did make you feel a little better

and of course since you two were the only chaperones, that meant the two of you got to room together

the students were pretty sure they almost saw you pass out in the hotel lobby when seonghwa told you that

"teacher l/n, are you okay! you don't look so good!"

"i'm fine..."

"you're fine with sharing a room together right?" seonghwa asks once the two of you are alone in the hotel room

the students were also in their own hotel rooms and winding down after the long trip, you could feel yourself sink into the bed once you got into the room

"its fine, i don't mind," you tell him and seonghwa gives you a warm smile as he settles down on the bed next to yours "are field trips always this exhausting?"

"only the overnight ones"

"great"

JEONG YUNHO

eighth grade history teacher but he's also taught sixth grade history in the past as well

yunho is very serious about teaching and strict when it comes to listening, doing work, being respectful, etc.

especially in the beginning of the year, but does let up a little bit near the end and after exams and stuff

he has a strict schedule that he follows when teaching his content and knows his content like the back of his hand

he has a routine and the students are quick to learn it and make sure the others are at least doing what they are suppose to be doing when the bell rings

but despite how strict and stuff he is, yunho loves teaching and the kids love his class

even if they don't like it at the beginning, the class and yunho will grow on them before the year is over

even the other teachers respect yunho and will ask him on how he teaches certain events and whatnot, always going to him for tips on where to find good materials

yunho is like the jack-of-all-materials

even has his own tpt page because of how much stuff he has made for his own class and co-workers

you will also always find him and san hanging out together in each other's room during their planning time

usually gossiping about students or other teachers

students have learned that when san walks into yunho's room, then its serious because san never leaves his room during class time

also no one ever really bothers yunho because of how strict he is with teaching and getting everything he needs done, to get done

however, students are shocked when you walk into yunho's room one day WHILE he's teaching to ask him a question

like their jaws drop when yunho stops teaching in order to help you with something and laughing with you as he brushes your apology off

it was like they just watched a mean dog turned into the friendliest puppy when you walked in

some of them questioned if they were transported to a different reality because there is no way this is happening

you and yunho are like night and day, yunho with dark button-ups and you with your funky colored pants

"you're seeing this to right?" one of them would whisper to the other students around them

the students were too stunned to speak

"hey! get to work, i expect you to have these notes written down by the time i'm done," yunho would say and immediately the students would get to work

"thank you teacher jeong, i appreciate the help with this new program"

"sure, its no problem," he says as he walks you to the door. "choi came to me during planning asking about it plus some other teachers as well"

"ah, well glad i'm not the only one struggling!" you let out a laugh and yunho returns it and laughs with you, "i'll see you after school, yeah?"

"of course"

you wave as you close the door behind you and yunho immediately goes back into his teaching mode

once again leaving his students shocked and with whiplash from how fast his attitude changed

"we really were in just another reality"

KANG YEOSANG

seventh grade history but wants to one day be a librarian

yeosang loves history but is also certified to teach reading/literature

a lot of the students and teachers love him for how nice he is to everyone

he really connects well with the behavior students, like a lot of them will always say he's there favorite teacher

even the ones who never come to class, go to yeosang's class because who in their right mind who skip teacher kang's class?

no one that's who

students will always go to him when there's an issue because they know he will help them

that's why a lot of them are surprised when they find out him and wooyoung are best friends since high school

"you and teacher jung are best friends!?"

"yep! have been for years!" and yeosang is proud to say that him and wooyoung are best friends and can teach together at the same school

none of the students can get over how handsome he is as well and a lot of sixth graders can only hope to get him in seventh grade

"teacher kang, you're so handsome you could be an actor!"

yeosang can only smile at the comments, not really saying anything as he's use to those comments by now

well coming from his students or other adults that is

however, hearing those comments (or reading them) from you is a different story

he doesn't know how you manage to time it whenever his students are doing independent work but you do

he'll be at his desk or walking around, when you come in and some the students will immediately greet you

you simply smile and wave at them before walking over to hand yeosang something

"i got the stuff from your mailbox while i was at mine," you told him

yeosang thanks you and you smile at him before turning and leaving

you usually go to the mailbox when you need a break from your class and there's already someone in there to help

yeosang looks at the stuff in his hands, and notices the folded piece of paper that had his name written nicely in your handwriting

he opens it as he walks to his desk and immediately feels a warmth overtake his face

'you look really pretty today, yeo ;) can't wait to hangout after school in our usual place! miss you already!'

yeosang quickly stored the note in his desk, before quickly going back to teaching and trying to hide the excitement of seeing you later to the back of his mind

CHOI SAN

eighth grade reading/literature teacher along with seonghwa and school's volleyball coach

he played volleyball when he was in school and so he's very passionate about the sport and his athletes

a tough coach and an even tougher teacher, but only because he knows all his students can do better than what they showing him

like seonghwa with student council, san managed to help the volleyball team go to nationals thanks to his coaching and the his girls' effort and teamwork

a lot of students are scared of him because of how he coaches, especially his athletes – like even just the mention of san gets them scared

but really san just wants the best for all his students and just like volleyball, he's also passionate about his teaching

very writing focused versus seonghwa who is more reading based, but they work really well together to make sure all their students are getting the same knowledge and material

san's not afraid to speak his mind during department meetings and the other teachers know this – like he will straight up call something out if he knows it won't work

seonghwa usually has to cut him off because of this, they are a very funny duo and students love watching them interact

"teacher choi is like a dark cloud and teacher park is like a sunny day"

like the kids, you are also intimidated by him because of how much just pure authority he gives off

like you would think he's a principal from how students act around him

he actually does step up as an admin when the actual principals are out of the building because he does have his masters in administration, so he could very well one day become a principal

but going back to you being intimidated by him 💀

you never really dared to approach him, always sitting on the opposite side of the room during department meetings

mainly because you didn't want to get on his bad side

"please teacher l/n, can you help us start this club?"

"sure, girls!" you were more than happy to help sponsor their club "who's the other teacher?"

you watched as the girls' faces deflated at the question, of course you don't blame them for not knowing that clubs needed two teachers to become official, not just one

"i have a teacher in mind!"

"who?" "tell us!"

"coach choi, can help! especially since volleyball is over!"

you felt the color drain from your face at the thought of san and you running a club together

"teacher l/n will you ask coach choi if he can help us?"

"sure... i'll ask."

"a club?"

"yeah, some of your volleyball girls recommended you and wanted to see if you could be the second teacher sponsor."

"ah, that's right. the school has that stupid two teacher club sponsor rule. always did think that was dumb."

san thought for a minute which felt like a lifetime the longer you stood in his classroom

"sure, why not. i'm sure it'll be fun to run a club together."

"i'm sure the girls will also appreciate it. i'll send you the information when i hear back from the principal about the club."

"of course, if you have any issues let me know."

"will do, thanks!"

that was definitely a lot less nerve-racking then you thought it would be...

maybe running a club san won't be so bad after all

SONG MINGI

mingi is THE ms. frizzle aka the best science teacher you will ever have

he teaches sixth grade science and is always having some sort of fun with testing experiments and theories with the students

science class will forever be ruined after you have him as a teacher because no one is doing it like mingi

literally older students will come by to see either him or wooyoung and they will always ask mingi what he is currently doing in that class

and while he's an amazing teacher – he's also hella clumsy

like students learn fast not to leave their things in the floor if they don't want this 6ft tall man tripping over and possible destroying their things

someone save this man from all those decorative pencil pouches and metal water bottles pls 💀

anyways, a lot of students love mingi because of his fun personality and not because he almost below up the science lab because a experiment gone wrong

very much into team building and having all the students work together towards a goal because he knows how important teamwork is in life and wants students to have it

a lot of students are actually intimidated by him when they first see him because of his tall stature and harsh look

but he's really cool once him and the students build that rapport

so a lot of students were surprised when they found out that you and mingi were best friends

it never really clicked for most of them since you both taught different grades AND subjects

but then during school assemblies and such, you and mingi would always be sitting next to each other

whispering and laughing to each other and it would leave students bewildered when they saw the two of you

like "what in the world are they laughing about?"

"you know... the kiddos asked me the other day about us," you said, leaning over and whispering into his ear

"yeah?"

"they asked me how long we've been friends"

"w-what did you tell them?"

"since college, i left out the part where you made out with my best friend before tripping over her bag and landed into my lap."

you could tell mingi was blushing, his ears turning red at your words

"i-it wasn't like that!"

"i know, no need to feel embarrassed. i agreed to go out with you didn't i?"

you couldn't help the smirk on your face while mingi had a pout on his own, completely forgetting that the two of you were suppose to be watching the talent show and not flirting

JUNG WOOYOUNG

teaches sixth grade math and is an on-going menace to his students

you either love or hate him because of how he teaches and runs his classroom

always changing the seating desk arrangement in his room which keeps students on their toes

he's always a complete 180 from hongjoong who is the head of the math department

like students get whiplash when they go from wooyoung to hongjoong because of how different they are

but that's not to say wooyoung is bad at his job, on the contrary wooyoung is fantastic at his job

always has a math pun ready to whip out when needed and is always dishing out savage remarks to his students when they try to be a smart-ass to him

they learn quick that they won't be able make smart comments with him around

wooyoung is just very blunt with how he's feeling – like if a student makes him mad you'll know he's mad

does a lot of bootcamp punishments (i.e makes them do exercises when they don't listen to him like: jumping jacks, squats, nothing too extreme) this makes kids not want to disrespect him because they know what will happen if they do

some parents have thought it was "extreme" but he simply told them "well it got your child to listen for once in their life" – that shut the parent up real quick

but wooyoung rarely gets serious because he has the respect from students and so those bootcamp punishments are rare and few in-between

most of the time he's fun and playful which also travels over to how he acts with his fellow teachers

including you

wooyoung always visits you when he's on his planning period

like your class can always expect him to stop by at least once during their class

which none of them mind cause that means they can see their favorite math teacher again but don't tell hongjoong that

however with his constant visits, it makes students question if you guys are dating

especially when wooyoung is always complimenting you when you're at your desk and you both think that the students can't hear you

"you look very lovely today, teacher l/n."

"watch yourself, jung."

you eventually have to run wooyoung off so you can get back to teaching

"oh they are totally dating" students would whisper to each other watching the two of you interact

students really really ship you guys together and are always questioning you about your ideal type and stuff

but you always brush off their questions and comments about how you and teacher jung would look great together

and eventually the students had moved on to something else and you were thankfully left alone about your love life by your students

until one day when you and wooyoung were spotted by some students outside of school

you and him had went to the store together, not really thinking about school as you both spent time together

however that peace between the two of you was set ablaze when heard a familiar "teacher l/n! teacher jung!" and snapping the two of you out of your daze

wooyoung was quick to greet the students who approached you both, a smile on his face and arm around his shoulder

and you knew your secret was out because of how the students' zoned in on wooyoung's arm around your shoulder

you couldn't help but dread what would happen when you arrive at school tomorrow

"i didn't like keeping it a secret anyways," he would making you smack the back of his head in response before pushing the shopping cart and walking away from your boyfriend

CHOI JONGHO

eighth grade math who got roped into teaching seventh grade science as well

jongho is really in his element when it comes to math

and is really hanging by a thread when it comes to science

like he's the opposite of mingi and HATES science – like who thought it was a good idea to have this man teach it?

oh, they did a budget cut and so they were down a science teacher? makes sense.

the kids either love or hate him because of how he teaches

his eighth graders and seventh graders are like night and day when it comes to literally everything

it might also have something to do with the content but just let him complain about his seventh graders

you actually found him one day in the workroom stressing over his science while eating his ramen

you remember some of your kids talking about jongho and you've seen him at faculty meetings

but never had a one-on-one conversation with him mainly because he was in a totally different content and grade from you (he was still an eighth grade teacher at the end of the day)

you know hongjoong really likes him and praises him for learning how to adapt so well to a new content era that he never studied in

you think that for a first-year teacher he's doing a lot better than you had when you were in his shoes

and you figure what's the harm in talking to him and seeing how he's doing

"everything going okay, teacher choi?"

he's caught off guard by your voice, jumping and looking up at you as you walk over to get your copies from the copier

"oh, um, i'm fine. just thinking about what i'm gonna do for my science class"

"ahh, that's fair, i still can't believe they have you teaching science and math for your first year"

jongho lets out a laugh which is followed by a small "yeah... i can't either"

"but hongjoong says that you're doing a good job for your first year, so you should be proud! hongjoong never compliments anyone"

"really?"

"really. and just know that if you ever need help just reach out. i know you're not a seventh grade teacher but us who teach seventh grade needs to stick together. its a tough group."

"oh my god, i'm so glad you think that as well! i thought it was just me!"

"oh no, everyone knows seventh grade is always the worse year, we all struggle with them at some point"

"that really makes me feel better about doing my job"

"jongho, you're doing a great job. the kids love you and there will always be those kids that make you feel like you are terrible at your job. but all you have to do is teach to the ones who want to be there, and worry about them."

you tell him the exact same words you were told when you were a first year and thinking the same thing

"thank you, y/n"

you can't help but smile as you nod your head, taking your copies and heading back to your room while jongho finishes his ramen

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crazyforhwa · 9 months

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Between hard and soft hours tbh but I really can’t stop thinking about a lazy make out session with Seonghwa… with lots of tongue obviously because come on, it’s Seonghwa.

It’d feel so amazing to just have a whole make out session with him, hands on each other’s face or neck.. and maybe an other member (*cough* Choi San) witnessing it and ending up joining the fun……

✩LAZY MAKE OUT SESSIONS WITH SEONGHWA✩

anon, that's so fucking hot.. (seonghwa is just hot yk)

I feel like lazy make out sessions with him usually happen during gloomy or winter days, as he thinks it feels the most romantic that way. He would be the one to initiate them by doing seemingly innocent things that end with him pushing his tongue past your lips in no time.

It would be such a mess, the perfect contrast between lust and love. Just two bodies laying on the bed, some rnb music playing quietly in the background to spice up the mood.

I feel like he's the 'breathy moans' type of guy. Whining into your mouth, describing how much he desires you.. that's what he's into. He isn't afraid of letting out sounds, and he expects you to let out some too, especially when other members are around. It definitely makes him hard as a rock, knowing that his colleagues are listening.

And oh boy.. talking about exhibitionism, I feel like he would purposely leave his door not fully closed, BEGGING in his mind that somebody(ehem, San) would catch you guys in the act. And don't even start on joining. I don't think he would be 100% comfortable with every member, but he would definitely share you with San, Hongjoong or Wooyoung (boy would be already close just by seeing them play with you).

We all have seen that fucking tongue of his. it's long, pointy, and he knows how to use it. he constantly sticks it out during performances, so I imagine him to be an absolute freak. He wins every battle for dominance, even at such slow paced moments.

Spit. SPIT. He loves when your make out sessions are messy, long strings of saliva forming whenever he detaches his plump lips from yours. He would randomly pull away just to stick his tongue out and let his spit slowly drip into your mouth, quickly getting back to business after.

Let's also mention that not every make out session with him is just lips. Oh no no, he is paying attention to everything. Sometimes he lowers himself and plants soft pecks against your neck. Sometimes he gently bites your earlobe, his warm breath tickling your skin. And sometimes he just smothers your whole face with smooches, grinning while he does so. He is a man of passion, but in these moments he just loves to chill out and show you love in a slightly different way.

Oh, and that smirk of his. He would grab different parts of your body unexpectedly, making you let out soft gasps that would trigger his cocky smile. Sometimes it'd be an innocent booty grab, but one second later his hand is slowly sliding under your shirt, his warm fingers exploring your body, getting closer to the sensitive areas on your chest.

After about half an hour, he will lose the ability to think straight. His hand would slide into your pants and quickly find your opening, slowly forcing two fingers into your tight hole. He would hit every sweet spot while still kissing you, getting "annoyed" and spanking you every time you get distracted by the pleasure.

Oh, yes.

I love him, man😭😭😭😭

should I make it a fic? 👀 (I feel like this is way too short, I'm sorry)

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atinycafe · 10 months

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"ew! i have a boyfriend, so hands off," you slur, your words tumbling out in a jumble. you wobble in the grasp of the larger guy, who effortlessly holds you.

mingi lets out a sigh as you try to break free from his embrace. the man is naturally stronger than you, with his muscles showing off the hours spent at the gym. moreover, the alcohol in your system makes your feeble attempts to push him away even more pointless.

"tiny, i'm tired and you're totally wasted," he says, crouching down to fix the mini skirt that's riding up on your bare thighs. "let me take you home."

"my boyfriend's on his way. he's gonna kick your ass," you groan, slapping his hand away from your thigh. he chuckles at the sight, the same hand you just hit now gently stroking your hair, offering you comfort as the impending migraine creeps up on you.

"hey baby, look at me," he shushes you and he grips your chin, making you meet his gaze. he examines every single feature of your face, noticing how the glitter that was once on your eyelids has now found its way to your cheekbones. with his thumbs, he gently removes the specks, and you instinctively close your eyes, feeling a pleasant tingle where his touch lingers.

"don't call me that, am not your baby," you retort with a scrunch of your nose and he can't help but find you utterly adorable even though the disgusted action was directed at him. mingi clicks his tongue disapprovingly, looking down at you. he's tired, and you had convinced him to go out tonight, promising a good time since it had been ages since you both went out together. he agreed, unable to resist your begging, completely smitten with you. but now, as he reflects on his actions, he's starting to regret it a little.

"fuck, you're lucky i love you," he mutters quietly, playfully pinching your cheek. he crouches down, bringing his face closer to yours. your wide eyes gaze up at him, filled with uncertainty, wondering why this "stranger" is getting closer to you. "don't you recognize me tiny? you're breaking my heart." mingi says, taking your hand and guiding it to his hair. without thinking, you instinctively tug at the strands, as if it's a reflex ingrained in your mind. "you begged me to dye my hair this color and you don't recognize me?"

he watches with delight as recognition flickers in your eyes upon seeing his blond locks, and your face breaks into a wide, toothy grin. bursting into fits of giggles, you exclaim, "mingi!!!" and leap into his sturdy arms, as if it's been ages since you last saw him. taken aback, he grabs hold of you, momentarily stumbling backward in surprise. he erupts into laughter, declaring, "there she is." with one hand supporting you beneath your behind, your legs wrap around his waist. he then bends down to retrieve the pink heels that slipped off your feet during the leap, and you tighten your grip around him, laughing uncontrollably as you almost lose balance, but his hold remains strong.

"let's get you home tiny," mingi murmurs, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. you nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you. closing your eyes, you surrender to sleep, trusting him to guide you back home safely.

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barsformars · 7 months

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Freckles

g - fluff, slightly suggestive

p - yunho x reader

w.c - 943

t.w none

c - just reader being whipped for yunho, what else.

a.n - thank you for requesting this and letting me know of the existence of yunho arm freckles!!! urgh hes literally a 11/10 i love him.

you could hear the speedy clacking of his mechanical keyboard from the moment yeosang opened the door.

“he’s in the middle of a game,” yeosang explained on behalf of his roommate as he walked you in. “would you like a glass of water first?”

“it’s alright, thank you. you go do your thing.” you’ve been here too many times to count but you appreciate yeosang’s warm hospitality each time. you headed towards the first door along the corridor, opening it just enough for you to peer in and catch a glimpse of your partner. you smiled to yourself. you love the seriousness in his face when he games, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and lips pursed.

yunho saw you from the corner of his eyes but it took three flashing glances from his screen and back to you for him to realise it was not yeosang. “o-oh! hi, love,” his face immediately lit up as he greeted you, and you don’t know how he does it, but his hands were still actively working the keys and mouse.

“don’t mind me, focus on your game,” you said as you entered his room, gently closing the door behind you. but he did the complete opposite, his character already respawning before you finished your sentence.

yunho swivelled his gaming chair to face you, extending out his very lengthy arms because hugs are compulsory when you’re dating him. you happily comply, letting him snuggle into your chest as you pressed your cheeks against the crown of his head.

“urgh, i love you,” yunho said, almost sounding like a whine as he pulled away from you. “come sit here.” he pat the edge of his bed with one hand as the other rested comfortably around your hip. “you’re like two hours early, what’s up?”

“i was running some errands and it took way less time than expected so,” you replied, pressing your lips against his forehead before moving away to sit down. yunho’s puppy eyes were locked onto you as you walked, almost as if they were begging for another kiss or two.

“you got K.Oed two more times already, focus on your game, love,” you gestured towards his computer screen. you were early anyways, you didn’t mind him finishing up his game. besides, you absolutely love watching him play. you don’t know how his fingers can move that fast, it always amazes you in every aspect, and just him being competitive is so attractive.

yunho seemed reluctant to turn his back on you and continue gaming though, so you plant another kiss on his neck, right under his jawline. “ill admire you from the side, may i?” you teased, and you see his ears immediately flushing red. he covers them with his headphones as he goes back into the game, a little flustered by your actions but still skilled as ever.

the game took another 10 minutes or so and once he was done, you were so ready to pounce onto him. you don’t think yunho knows how giddy you are for him.

“why are you looking at me like that?” he asked, eyes wide and round. this time, it was your turn to open up for a hug. he doesn't waste a single second to dive into your embrace, basically melting into you and the bed.

with yunho now right on top of you, you have the clearest view of his face. you cupped his cheeks in your hands as you observed his beauty over and over again, eyes scanning across his eyes, nose and lips. “oh my god,” you breathed out, “i can’t believe you’re real.”

the softness of his cheeks pushed against your palms as they made way for his smile. “you’re such a flirt, love,” yunho said.

“your existence alone is a flirt.” you pulled his face even closer to yours until your nose grazed his. your right hand brushed his hair out of his eyes, your fingers tracing his brow bone.

“you can’t do all this and not kiss me,” yunho whispered under his breath, the tension heavy between the two of us.

you grant his wish, the first kiss on his brow bone. then you move down to right under his eyes, the tip of his nose, his cheeks, his chin. each kiss yunho responded with a soft pur.

“wait, it’s getting so warm in here.” yunho giggled softly as he rolled the sleeves of his t-shirt up. something immediately caught your eyes.

“wait…you have freckles on your arm?” you asked, amused. you found it really cute.

“oh, do i?” he seemed equally as confused as you were, how neither of you had noticed earlier was a mystery. you grabbed his arm and slightly twisted it to get a better view of the freckles.

“how do you just get more beautiful with every passing day? it’s not fair, yunho.”

“because someone also gets more beautiful with me,” yunho replied cheekily, now his turn to shower you in kisses. “i can’t believe you’re real either.”

yunho flipped you around so that you were now laying on him. he held your head in one hand as you snuggled against his warm chest, hearing his heartbeat slowly syncing with yours as he breathed in the same rhythm.

you place one more kiss on his sternum before closing your eyes, sinking deeper into him.

“will we wake up in time for our dinner reservation?” yunho wondered.

“maybe. if not, we can go another day.”

“great, because i only want you right now.”

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theaufanartist · 3 months

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“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?”

“𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨,”𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦-𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵.

Jeong Yunho ❤️‍🔥

“Ooh, you better not put your hair up, or no cookies for a fucking week,”your sleepy, yet excited roomie Van threatens you, as you exhale a sigh. Wearing dresses wasn’t your thing, especially dolling up for a person you didn’t really want to go on a date with. Your white dress, with tiny roses swivels around your thighs, as you huff and puff with your hair, finally deciding to put those tiny iridescent butterfly clips on both sides, your grown bangs swishing around your forehead, as you try to decide if this was all worth it.

“I know what you’re thinking, and don’t do that,”you hear her groggy voice speaking from the bed, a small pout forming on your lips. You sit in the chair in front of your study table, trying to make sense of it all. Yunho is a gorgeous man, and maybe it was time you decided not to put yourself down under the weight of your insecurities. You were a smart, confident, independent gorgeous woman, with a personality to die for. Why on earth would you try to self sabotage? You look at your sleeping roommate behind you, who’s now looking at you.

“Do I look okay?”you ask, a little wary about your outfit. What if Yunho thought it was a little too extra for a beach and coffee date?

“He wouldn’t think it’s extra, woman,”she says, rubbing her face, now sitting upright, “he asked you out, for a date. You should look pretty.”

“Thanks, woman,”you say, wearing your shoes, “I’ll keep you updated for a code red.”

“What the fuck,”she mutters, as you throw a pillow at her, making her throw it at your butt. You smile knowing that you had a person like Van in your life. She motivated you to step out of your comfort zone, push your limits in a good way. Sometimes, it just felt you lived with a teenager, but you loved her nevertheless.

“Thanks for your support, bitch,”you said, making her give you the middle finger. You laugh and text your friend that you were leaving for university. On your way, you realised that a lot of people you knew were turning heads to have a look, making you fidget in your place. Attention was something you hated, and this was a major I fucking know moment out of all the days. You saw your best friend waiting for you at the bus stop outside the Uni, and it was the most relieving moment you could feel. She looked at you and went ‘O’, making you smile shyly.

“If he doesn’t kiss you today, I’ll kill him myself,”she jokes, making your nerves relax momentarily. Going on dates wasn’t really your thing anymore, just looking at a guy and thinking he was cute was it. Yunho became an exception, but nonetheless you were under an obligation because of your other friend.

“Nervous?”your best friend asked, making you nod at her.

“Dressing up for a date really isn’t my thing, and this kinda makes me very nervous, you know?”you say, making her smile.

“Maybe, it’s not a bad thing, really,”she said, placing a hand on your shoulder, “you can call me, or Van whenever you feel like leaving.”

In that very moment, you received a text from Yunho.

j.yunho:Hey, I’ll be running late today-gotta go out of town for some business. Do you wanna wait till I come back, or reschedule?

You don’t hesitate to text, deciding to not let your dressing up go to waste.

seyrtonin:How late are you running?

j.yunho:Two hours, probs.

seyrtonin:Okay. No rescheduling. We go today, or we don’t go at all.

You see him typing something, but the bubble disappeared. And reappeared. And disappeared. What the hell was he typing so much?

j.yunho:Okay. I’m coming in two hours, be ready. Where you at?

seyrtonin:At Uni.

j.yunho:Will drop by 4. See you :))

“So, what did he say?”your best friend asked.

“He’s picking me up at 4 from here,”you said, your heartbeat raced, making you a little queasy. So you did what you do best-ignore and avoid, by drowning yourself in your lectures, eventhough you knew you wouldn’t understand a word of it today, but “ignorance is bliss”. Your best friend kept stealing glances at you, making sure you weren’t acting out of place, which you always did, but you were unusually calm, which worried her even more.

After what passed like hours, you actually forgot you had a date to go to, but your best friend looked up behind you and smiled, making you think that maybe she saw a classmate. You decided not to pay heed and keep focusing, but it all charred away when you saw who sat by your left side of the chair.

“Hey,”he said, his tone unusually low and hot. So hot.

“How did you find me in,”you look around the library, “here?”

“I made a guess,”he said, “you said you’re socially awkward, so you wouldn’t choose the most noisy and active part of the library, so,”he said, making you gawk at him in amazement. He smiled at your best friend, throwing a ‘hey’ her way, then looks at you.

“Ready?”

You look over at your best friend, you gives you a reassuring look, and smiles. You smile nervously at her, and nod at him. He stands up, waiting for you to pack up, and does something that shocks you and your best friend-he carries your backpack over his shoulder. You look at him, trying not to grin. He’s a keeper, your heart whispered, but your brain chose to ignore it. Y’all started walking on the campus, none of you speaking a single word on your way to the car park.

“That’s my car, by the way,”he says, pointing towards the white Cronolla. You look up at him, and then the way he was pointing at. You give him a pursed smile, but your hands were sweating furiously, unknowingly. He guided you to his car, and opened the door, waiting for you to put on the seatbelt, then walking on his side.

“You alright?”he asks, making you look over at him. He stared at you, making you give him a small hum and nod.

“Sure?”

“Yeah.”

“You have any place in mind?”

“Not really, to be honest,”you say, looking down at your closed, clammy hands, “I’m fine with anything.”

He looks at you, a look in his eyes so indescribable, that it left you queasy.

“Do you not want to go on this date?”

His question threw you off guard. Were you being that careless?

“It’s not like that,”you start, trying to cover off your disappointment, “it’s just, why did you really ask me out?”

Yunho looks at you, and then looks in front, staring at the view of the gorgeous clouds.

“Did anyone say anything about this?”he asked, his jaw clenching. He had a stunning side profile, and you could easily fall in love with that.

“Not really, but a really gorgeous man like you-”

“Okay, you need to stop saying that first,”he says, laughing. He starts the engine, after wearing the seat belt, and sets the gps to a restaurant of his choice, “you’re beautiful. Me being gorgeous has nothing to do with the fact that you think I can’t ask you out on a date.”

“That’s fair, I suppose,”you whisper under your breath, “but, uhm, I don’t think I’m looking for anything serious.”

He looks over at you, and your eyes widen after realising that you were being very blunt, and possibly very, rude.

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way,”you said, fidgeting in your seat nervously, “sorry, its been very long that I went on dates and I didn’t really think what I want and this is all so sudden and..” you feel his stare on you, “…I’m ranting.”

You hear his deep laugh, and look over at him, only to catch him smile at you.

“You’re really cute,”he says, “and we are here.”

You look in front, and see something that confused you more.

“This is…”

“Yeah, I might be Korean, but I love Italian more,”he said, making you giggle, “no but seriously, this is my favourite place to dine in.”

“Actually, it’s my favourite too,”you say, shyly, “the…”

“Carbonara is so good!”

You look at each other and your synchronicities, and laugh. You stop laughing once you catch him staring at you, the same look he gave you in the library, on the way to the car, in the car-

“You should smile more,”he said, leading the way inside the restaurant. You smile looking down, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You follow him, and find him talking to one of the men behind the counter, laughing as if he knew him for a long time. His eyes finally find you.

“There you are! Come over here!”he makes the hand gesture of calling you over. You timidly smile and walk upto him. Your gaze drifts over to the handsome man your date was talking to. Yunho clears his voice to bring your attention back to him, making the other guy smirk in a non understandable satisfaction from your point of view.

“I’m San,”he introduces himself to you, “this is my restaurant and this big baby is my best friend, since he’s too deep down butt hurt that his date is staring at me,”he says, laughing at Yunho’s unimpressed face. San inches closer to you, and whispers, “If looks could kill, I’d be dead by now.”

You laugh at his statement, and muttering a small ‘see you around’ to San, you join Yunho, whose eyes were fixated on your every movement.

“San is a nice man,”you say, as he continues staring at you while drinking water, “how long have you known him?”

“Five years,”he replies, eyes moving away from yours. You hum in acknowledgement, your orders on the way.

“Do you want to come over for dessert?”you ask, making Yunho look at you, one eyebrow raised. You realise that maybe the way you framed the sentence wasn’t very…decent.

“I didn’t mean it, in uhm, you know, uhm, I meant, I make very good chocolate chip pancakes.”

“So, you’re inviting me for your pancakes?”he asked, but you notice a slight smirk with that head tilt to the left. You find yourself biting onto your lower lip to contain your nervousness, because you’ve never fed those pancakes to anyone, except Van.

“Uh huh,”you say, trying to maintain the eye contact you couldn’t maintain with him the whole time y’all were together.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yep, okay,”he says, opening the car door for you, “lead the way.”

After giving him the directions to your place, you get down from the car, shooting a small text to Van, who in turn sent a ‘🖕🏼’ when you sent an ‘I love you’, making you chuckle.

“Something funny?”Yunho asked, making you wave a hand of dismissal.

“Let’s go,”you say, making him follow you. As you reached your door, you feel a hand on your waist, making you turn towards the guy behind you.

“What?”you ask breathily, looking up at Yunho, whose eyes kept dropping at your lips.

“Nothing,”he says, his voice dropping an octave lower, his hands raising a little higher, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, “you have interesting eyes.”

You swallow, giving him a nervous smile.

“I need to open the door,”you say, laughing nervously, making him smile, “no pancakes otherwise.”

“Well, now we don’t wanna do that,”he said, making you let out a small giggle, “lead the way, pretty.”

You open the door, leading him into the hallway.

“Nice place you have here,”he says, making you smile, “nice couch.”

“Haha, thanks,”you say, keeping your stuffs in your room, “so, ready for some good, ol’ pancakes?”

“Let’s see what you’ve got, Groover.”

You laugh at the pet name he gave you, and started assembling the ingredients.

“So, I assume your favourite colour is red?”he asks, making you stop whisking midway.

“Is it that obvious, huh?”you reply, as you now look at him, continuing to whisk. He leans behind in the chair, now staring at you.

“Yeah, kinda,”he says, “so, is it dark chocolate, white chocolate or milk chocolate?”

“Hm, it’s a mix of dark and milk, why? You don’t like it?”

“No, its all good,”he replies, surfing through his phone, “how long will it take for you to make those?”

“Just 10 minutes,”you say, already have started to make those pancakes.

“You’re quick, groover,”he says, now getting up from the chair, walking towards you, “it smells good, too.”

The close proximity made your pulse upbeat, and your breath hitch. Did he expect something to happen? Maybe, sex?

“These pancakes are my comfort food,”you said, trying to distract your unwavering thoughts, “so, I do hope you love these.”

“I will,”he says, whispering in your ear, “and honestly, I am starving for something sweet.”

“It’s almost done,”you say, laughing nervously, “you can go sit on the couch, I’ll bring them.”

He mumbles an ‘okay’, making you release your hiked up breath. You wash the strawberries you had kept out, and cut them into pieces, placing them on top of the pancake stack.

“Woo, that looks amazing,”Yunho compliments, making you give him the biggest smile you could give, “I’m going to devour it.”

“I didn’t peg you as a sweet tooth, Yunho,”you say, as you place your plates in front of him, and sit besides him on the couch. Yunho’s eyes drop down to your hiked up dress an inch more above the thigh than it already was. He gulps, his jaw tightened, as he looked at the pancakes in front of him, and began stuffing his mouth with them. As he finished his plate, he looked over at you, and looked at how you looked like a cute chipmunk, in that dress that looked criminally beautiful on you, that he couldn’t get his brain to function normally.

“Are you okay?”you ask, thinking he didn’t like what was in front of him. He looks at you, his cheek resting on his fingers, his eyes lingering over your lips, threateningly. You swallowed nervously, and dared to ask again.

“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?”

He licked that finger, making a hum sound.

“I think, this was probably the best dessert I have tasted,”he said, inching closer to you, “and I don’t feel like stopping.”

He took the empty plate from your hands and kept it on the table. Every touch felt so electric, like you have never felt with any other boy, and it kept scaring you. But what if?

“Yunho,”his name falls out of your lips in a whisper, your breathing making it worse for him to contain himself. He takes your face in his huge hands, his thumb stroking your cheek in slow circles, making you close your eyes.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,”he says, but getting no response was a response, and he dove into his impulses, kissing you. For a few seconds, he got nothing, but you kissed him back, even more feverish. He pulled you in his lap, his hands grabbing your ass in heaps, and probably for the first time he felt grateful for having big hands. The kiss felt like you both craved it for a long time. You could feel him getting hard by the minute, but you couldn’t stop kissing. Your fingers roamed in his hair, making him moan in your mouth. You had to take a breather, but looking at his flushed face made you feel something you hid in the deepest part of your desire-and that was something more than this. He looked at you, cheeks flushed. He stood up, his hands still supporting your ass, making you gasp and giggle, which he found very adorable, and lowered you near the headrest, with him on top, and he continued kissing you. His hands went from your ass to stroke the side of your thigh, and his lips went down from yours to the sides of your neck, making you moan and gasp, till he reached your chest. He looked up and didn’t feel like stopping, once he caught sight of your breathless form. He moved forward, his face closer to you, scanning your face like he wanted to remember it forever. He wanted to have sex, but not now. Not like this. He wanted more. You opened your eyes, just to catch him staring right into yours.

“I like kissing you,”he whispered, kissing your nose, making you giggle, and oh, he thought it was the most adorable sound he has heard in a while, his lips moving near the side of your lips, “and this is my favourite part,”he says, his thumb playing with your lower lip. You look at him, making him smile that how can someone be so cute after so much sexy kissing.

“You have interesting eyes,”he said, making you smile.

“Not the first time someone has said that,”you reply, making him smirk, as his lips find yours again.

“I wonder where you’ve heard it,”he says, his hands getting lower than your covered stomach, “I want to taste what’s down, but I would rather save the date for the rest,”he says, making you laugh.

“Who said we’ll have another one?”you ask, stroking his hair, making him hum.

“Well, since we both can’t get our hands off each other, figuratively,”he says, his thumb stroking your cheek, “I want to take you out, wine and dine, and sixty nine.”

“Did you just quote Kevin?”you ask, laughing. He laughs on top of you, squeezing your waist, making you giggle.

“What if I did?”he says, making you giggle shortly. You put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“Then, I would very much likely to wine and dine, and sixty nine,”you say, kissing him. He smiles into the kiss, and pulls you closer by your waist, deepening it.

You both separate when you hear plates falling. You look over at the table, seeing your plates in place, but as you look up, you see Yunho’s eyes widened. You didn’t wanna dare to look on the other side of the hall, but you did.

“-whoops.”

You looked over at your traumatised roomate, her fingers holding her spoon tightly, as if her life depended on it, as she stared at her fallen plate. You pushed Yunho back, lowering your extremely hiked up dress, looking at him with scared eyes.

“You were home!?”you asked, now looking over at her, as she dared make eye contact with you.

“Yeah, I was home all day.”

“So, uh, how much did you hear?”

“Uhm, the last bit,”she says, as she washed her dish, “and Yunho, please sex her up.”

You look at her, trying not to cry. But what shocked you more was hearing the beanstalk agree.

“Oh trust me, I intend to do that in the near future,”he says, flashing her the most charming smile.

“And, before I leave,”Van says, now holding a knife, “you better not fucking break her heart, or I’m coming with this to chop your dick off.”

“You’ve got it,”he says, pulling you close by the waist, “I don’t intend to leave her soon.”

“Good, cause she looks like she’ll pass out any second,”she says, as she sets to make a run towards her room as she sees you get ready in the chase mode.

“You bitch, come back-hey! Leave me!”you yell, as you feel hands around your waist, hindering your chase.

“Okay, groover, slow down; you can kill her sometime later,”he says, making you face him, “As much as I wanna see you kill her, I have to go and do some work, but I was serious when I said I want to take you out again. So, what’s it gonna be?”

“Well, I was serious too, when I said I want to go out with you, again,”you say, straightening the collars of his coat, “with the add-ons, if time and mood permits.”

He laughs and makes you look at him, his index finger under your chin, “fine. I’ll see you next week, when I’m here. And don’t blame me if I can’t hold myself back,”he says, his lips finding yours in an adorable smooch. He hands over his phone to you, opening his keypad, “this time, we’re phoning.”

You laugh, as you enter your number in his, “is that even a word? Phoning?”

“I mean, my autocorrect never autocorrects this whenever I text my friends, so should be one,”he says proudly, making you giggle. You both get up from the couch, as you head towards the door. But before leaving, he looks at you. His hands make a move towards your waist, pulling in for a kiss.

“See you soon,”he says, “don’t have too much fun without me.”

“Can’t guarantee that, mister Jeong,”you say, whispering, making him smile and leave a peck.

“Oh, if you’re thinking of having fun without me, send a video,”he says, winking at you, making you throw your sock at him, as he swiftly avoids getting hit on his head, but catches it, “and also, thanks for the souvenir.”

“Give it back, Jeong!”you yell, making a dash at him, as you chase him till his car in your slippers, only one ankle covered in socks. He grabs you, making you laugh, as he hands over your sock.

“Drive safe, Jeong,”you say, as he sits in his car, “I want you in one piece.”

“Awe, look at you care so much,”he says, making you roll your eyes at him, “don’t worry sweetheart. My heart and dick are for you to cherish.”

You make a disgusted face, but that fades when he grabs your hand and kisses the back of it.

“See you, groover.”

“See you, Yunho,”you say, as he drives off. Maybe, giving him a chance wouldn’t be a bad idea after all.

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twilightzoneletters · 6 months

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[6:47 pm] it feels surreal, now a grown adult, walking through the streets you walked through as a child, hand in hand with your boyfriend yunho

everything seems smaller than what it was to you when you were younger

as you walk you tell stories when your eyes see a familiar place or house that sparks a memory

but now you're just walking, hand intertwined in his, in comfortable silence as you reminisce over the place that used to be home to you

yunho squeezes your hand with his and you look at him, he gives you a comforting smile

your heart feels less heavy knowing you have him by your side

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yoon-oh-what-i-deserve · 8 days

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There was a lump in her throat.

The ashy white hair contrasting with the all black outfit had already seemed too much at the beginning, but now, staring at the big screen focusing on the boy, there was no doubt in her mind that, yes, it could be even worse.

The way his tongue was hanging out of his mouth, in the most ridiculous way, was almost unfair. Not to mention dangerously tempting.

His hands, fiddling with the hem of the zip-up shirt, trying to tuck it in his pants, didn't go unnoticed by her. Hell, it didn't even go unnoticed by the thousands of people screaming from down the stage.

Song Mingi was toying with everyone's mind right there in front of her and there was not a single thing she could do except swallow the lump that hard formed on her throat.

Her eyes had not left the screen for a single second. And that was her mistake.

Had she be paying a little more attention, she would have seen the quick look he sent in her direction. Quick and precise. Enough to make Mingi realize she was standing there and staring at him through the big screen.

He fought back a smirk, conveniently bringing the mic close to his mouth and speaking into it.

He would not forget to bring it up later that night.

#song mingi #mingi smut #mingi fluff #mingi #ateez mingi #mingi blurb

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myloveforyunho · 2 months

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𐙚 complete peace

it was relatively dark into the night when you got home, your ankles immediately giving out on you as soon as you walked in the door which was what gave your arrival away to yeosang. his head snapped towards the front door, paying attention carefully to any noises you make. that’s usually how he uses his senses to greet you. to his pain, he heard a light sob coming from the doorway, making his heart drop.

he peeped his head out of your bedroom door, watching you plop yourself down into your chair opposite of yeosang’s, having matching chairs as well as a giant sofa nearby. he seen your chest heaving, failing to catch your breath as you clutch your chest. you’re breathing so hard, the sobs can barely escape your lips making you hiccup. he senses you might be having a panic attack, running immediately to your side table and fishing for your inhaler.

he stumbled out of the doorway, walking to you slowly as you folded your whole body in half, not really wanting to be seen. he walked up to you and lifted your hands away from your face, taking a tissue and wiping your tears. you stared at him in awe as he did so, taking the mouth piece off of the inhaler to put it up to your lips. you inhaled, still keeping your eyes on yeosang as his hands shook so hard just trying to make sure you were okay. once he pulled away silence filled the room, yeosangs body posture drooping as he leaned forward to leave a kiss on your lips.

“baby… what happened…” he asks as that opens the flood gates yet again, making you whimper a bit.

“oh, jagiya….” he holds your shoulder, giving you a slight pat on the back to help you feel a little bit more put together.

“so i left this morning.. only to realize i didn’t pack my breakfast.. my stomach hurt all morning and i thought it was because i was hungry but… no… i started my period during volleyball tryouts and of course the shorts were white… the girls helped me out and i made a few new friends but the coach let me know i’d have to pay a bleaching fee of $25.. & i really don’t think i made the team. on my way home it started raining and i had to spend my money my friend gave me for lunch on an umbrella because i forgot my computer case and i didn’t want it to get rained on…” you sighed, yeosang giving you a squeeze on your thigh for comfort with a slightly sad smile.

“and then on my way to the train station i got splashed by a car.. then i started crying and i couldn’t see anything while walking so i crashed into this woman and she had a cane… i felt so bad that i dropped all of my stuff and i helped her up.. she called me a bitch and tried to spit on me… i finally got to the train station to see if my computer still worked and it didn’t… then i slipped in a puddle on my way out of the train… everything was smooth on the way home because i seen Ms. Joon and she gave me a warm cup of tea.. but today has been so bad yeosang. i can’t comprehend why i’m having such bad luck today.” you finally had stopped crying and started giggling at certain parts of the story, yeosang keeping a straight face as he stared into your eyes understandingly.

he just hugged you. you sat in your sofa, and he sat in his, chairs close enough to remain space to embrace. at first the position was awkward, but he scooted his chair closer to you so you could be comfortable in his arms. your thoughts were filled with nothing for a good minute, the only thing in your sense was the scent of your boyfriends freshly washed pajamas. you started to think, reminiscing. startingto cry a little bit again, yeosang squeezing you tighter. after about a minute you tried to pull away, yeosang only pulling you closer, squeezing you as he nuzzled into your neck.

you were at complete peace, his warmth secluding you in a slumber. you felt your body become heavy, your whole figure throbbing of exhaustion. next thing you know, your eyes blink open. except you were in a different position. the lights were dimmed, curtains are closed. you weren’t on your chair anymore, you were placed bridal style on his lap. face nuzzled into the side of his neck as he was sound asleep, his hands placed firmly on your hips. you watched his chest rise and fall, turning back to see that the once lit window of light has fallen to a dark indigo, the crescent moon starting to peek through the top of the curtains.

i am so glad the earth decided to create the human that is, kang yeosang.

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hongthoven · 5 days

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Okay, hi my love <3

I can´t stop thinking about Yuyu and Mingi and my brain is like, CRAVING for fluff. Just cuddling or going on a walk and all that stinking cute, tooth rottingly cute fluff. imagine the reader beind shorter and them just being her protectors and best friends or boyfriends and them just showing her how important she is for them!

I´m alreay tearing up at the thought of them (or any of ateez for that matter) proposing to them in the cutest ways and i´m just... yeah, i´m sobbing. it´s a neeed <3

LOVE YOUUUUUU <3

i hope you´ll have an amazing day, my cutie patootie <3

Hi Kittykat ♥

I didn't think this through and fluff isn't my typical comfort zone so I'm sorry if that's terrible, but here's my attempt at fulfiling your needs for some cute comforting moment with Mingi.

Slight angst at the beginning, if that calls for a tw.

Love you ♥ @bethelighthalazia

I doesn’t take more than this for Mingi to immediately call you, cutting the texting short so he can hear your voice, looking for any sign of a breakdown. He knows every crack, every change in your tone and years of friendship have given him the luxury of anticipating that kind of conversations.

« Is it about that jerk again ? » Mingi’s voice is a little hoarse but soft as ever and you can’t help but sigh as soon as it wraps you up into an invisible blanket. While he has been trying his best to keep your mind off of your ex boyfriend, Mingi knows just how much you can get into your own thoughts sometimes, digging your own grave.

You’ve been laying in bed for hours now, spiraling into your darkest thoughts, hating yourself for the most and reminiscing the last time you have felt truly loved and desired, failing to pinpoint the exact moment. It is definitely « one of those days » you typically brush off, unwilling to make a big deal out of it but sadly settling into a pathetic routine.

A pity party you never asked for but still seem to secretely crave.

« No, it’s not » only half a lie. You have been thinking about him, but not quite as much lately.

« I was just wondering why no one ever loves me enough to stay, that’s all » while you’re aware of just how sad you must sound right now, there’s a sense of comfort and safety in your friendship with Mingi that makes i tokay for you to just blurt out anything coming to your mind, including your deepest secrets.

« What about me ? What about Yunho ? »

« I love you both dearly but… you’re my best-friends »

« And ? You don’t feel loved around us ? »

« God, Mingi… You just don’t get it… Nevermind » you sigh, a little hurt not to hear precisely what you need from him at that exact moment. Of course, your childhood best-friend being the stubborn man he is now, isn’t keen on giving up that easily.

« Why don’t you explain it to me then ? »

There’s a knock on the door and you’re suddenly aware of your current state. Hair messily wrapped into a bun, rotting in your pjs and you’re pretty sure your face looks like it hasn’t seen a ray of sunshine in days but still, nothing compares to the absolute shock of seeing Mingi standing in front of your door as soon as you reluctantly fling it open.

« I was in the neighborhood » he shrugs with a smile, ending the call as you stare at him in disbelief with your phone still tapped to your ear. You had noticed the traffic sound in the background earlier and while you could perfectly picture your best-friend walking around the city, heading to god-knows-where as he tried his best to cheer you up, you were nowhere near prepared to have him showing up at your door within ten minutes.

« So what is this all about ? » he adds as you remain with your back against the door for a while, nervous to put some actual words on your insecurities. But as Mingi walks closer to you with his typical gummy smile, his dimple digging into the flesh of his cheek as a reminder of the safe place you have found in this man, nothing seems too unbearable anymore.

« I just… don’t feel desirable lately… »

« That’s bullshit »

« Excuse me ? »

« You are desirable »

« Oh yeah, says who ? »

« I just said so, didn’t I »

« That’s not… »

« The same ? Yeah I know » he adds, his arms pulling you into a hug as you almost face plant into his chest. Sometimes, you tend to forget just how much taller he actually is, and though it’s not that obvious when you two are heading out while you perch yourself on some nice heels, today is quite the opposite. Standing on your tippy toes, you fail to even reach his shoulder and settle for the warmth of his chest against your cheek.

« You know you’re beautiful, right ? »

You nod, not entirely convinced but still appreciative of Mingi’s efforts to boost your confidence through his typical praises. You’ve been here before, seeking shelter into his arms while he tries his absolute best to cheer you up and though you would never admit it, there’s something about the way he looks at you, the intensity of his gaze almost burning through your skin, like there’s nothing left around for him to see but you, that makes you feel a little too special. More than you intend to be.

The sun has been replaced by a pitch black sky outside and the late hours of the night only occurs to you when you wake up, dizzy still, into the heated comfort of Mingi’s embrace. With his arm around you, your leg snaked around his hip as he rests lazily on the couch, the arm that isn’t keeping you safe simply settled behind his head as an extra pillow, Mingi only seems half-absorbed with the movie playing on tv, his attention caught with the very first flinch of your body against his.

« Well hello there, sleeping beauty » he smirks, immediately pressing his lips to your hair and you hate the way your skin reacts to a simple touch, shivers running down your spine as the warmth of his breath hits the back of your neck.

« How do you feel ? Any better ? » Mingi’s eyes are filled with a mix of worry and adoration, his palm reaching for your cheek to stroke it softly.

« Much better » you pause, reminiscing your prior breakdown « sorry ‘bout that ».

« Don’t you dare apologizing » his thumb hooks under your chin, forcing you to tilt your head upwards to meet his gaze, the intimacy of a simple gesture sending mixed signals to your brain though you decide to ignore those.

« I love you, don’t you ever doubt it » his lips find yours through a quick peck, nothing you haven’t done before but today, you feel him linger for a bit longer than usual, his fingers almost pushing into the plush flesh of your cheeks as you close your eyes to bask in the moment.

#request♥#Kittykat♥#mingi x reader #mingi fluff #that is very much a soft blurb #ateez fluff

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bvidzsoo · 2 months

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Sweeter than honey

🧸Husband!Yunho🧸

TW: none, just so much fluff I'm dead

Word count: 1, 3k

A/N:....guys, it's Pisces season and I'm going crazy, don't mind me if I pump out little blurbs this whole month (someone save me). So, this is a little bullet point like scenario, I hope you enjoy it! (I got inspired in THE MOST randomest way this time, it's embarrassing.) I hope you enjoy and feedback is very much appreciated! Enjoy now!

where do I even begin...

there was not one boring day with your husband, Yunho, and your little girl

those two were like little rascals when nobody was watching them

and yes, you loved both to death, but there were times when they got to you

their energy levels were unmatched, and at times you don't know whether you should cry or laugh that your little one takes after her father

a miniature copy of Yunho

the same smile, same happy and playful aura, same mischievous look on her face when she's up to no good, and same devastating puppy eyes when she wants something

you blame partially Yunho for teaching her how to manipulate those around her, mainly you, but you also know that even if it weren't for Yunho, you'd give in to your sweet daughter, unable to say no to her adorable face

and there were times when it was a blessing that Yunho had more free time than you as he was able to stay at home and watch your little one, entertaining her, and tiring her out by the time you got home

she'd be peacefully sleeping in her little bed, thumb in her mouth and cheeks lightly flushed as the blanket was up to her chin, so you'd pull it slightly down and make a mental note to tell Yunho that your daughter wouldn't freeze in the middle of summer

but all thoughts would fly out the window when you'd enter the kitchen, feet aching from wearing high heels all day, only to find your husband, Yunho, wearing his printed pajamas, socks mismatched, and apron tied tightly around his built form as he was humming a song while he cooked diligently dinner

you could only grin and bite your lip to stop yourself from bursting out laughing as in the middle of flipping the pancake Yunho would bust out dancing, rocking his hips left and right as he banged his head to the music only he could hear in his mind

it was an endearing sight, but way too amusing for your tired brain as you'd lean against the middle counter, placing your chin in your palm while watching him, wondering when he'd finally sense your presence

but Yunho would be too focused on cooking those pancakes, with a few already burnt, to feel your amused eyes on his back, and his humming would break out into a quiet singing, trying to keep quiet in order to not wake your little sunshine

and so, in order to not disturb your husband, you'd stand there quietly, just watching him and quietly snickering to yourself when his voice would crack, but he'd continue on like nothing happened, holding the spatula up to his mouth and belting out those high notes as silently as he could

but then finally he would turn around and almost screech at the sight of you, eyes bulged and spatula clutched to his chest as his heart would race from the fright you had just given him, making you burst out laughing

if what you had witnessed so far wasn't funny enough, the damn unnaturally red cheeks and suspiciously purple lips definitely tipped you off, belly hurting from laughing so hard at the sight of your husband

it seems like your little girl had a make-up session with Yunho, showcasing her skills well as your husband looked ridiculous with the make-up on, lips forming a pout when you wouldn't stop laughing at him

"hey, stop it!", he'd say, making you cover your mouth with your hands, "this masterpiece was done by our little sunshine and I didn't take it off, because she insisted I show it to you."

and so, you would finally settle down and shake your head at your husband as you'd walk around the counter and up to him, circle your arms around his shoulders as you leaned into him

he'd smell like home, sweet like vanilla with a tinge of pine, and of course, the pancake dough he'd made not long ago

and your heart would flutter despite being with this dork for almost ten years now

things never got boring with him, you never got used to the thought of having married your best friend and love of life, your three years old daughter a treasure you both cherished dearly

Yunho would smile at you fondly, his teeth showing due to his wide grin, slightly protruding at the front, making you lean up on your tippy toes to press a soft kiss against his purple lips

they would taste like grape, hence the lipstick your daughter very obviously borrowed from your vanity, and Yunho would wrap his arms around your middle as he playfully would lift you off of your feet while pressing his lips just a little harder against yours

"how was work?", he'd ask as he'd place you down again and then you would stay hugging, telling him about your day, until the burnt smell of the pancake he was making would catch your attention and send the both of you into a frenzy to quickly take it off the stove before the fire alarm could blare through your house and wake up your little girl

Yunho would giggle and blame you for the incident, making you shake your head as you'd make to leave for you bedroom to change into something more comfortable after having checked the time

because you were expecting Hongjoong and his fiancé to come over not even in half an hour

and almost as if your daughter sensed this, she'd wake up from her nap, full of energy despite her being supposed to sleep through the evening until the morning

but she loved her aunt too much to miss seeing her

and once the pancakes were done and Hongjoong and his fiancé had come over, you'd gather in the living room and enjoy the delicacy Yunho had made for you, listening to your daughter blabber on about to her aunt and Hongjoong about the little boy she met at the park earlier today

after that you'd gather the table, with the help of Hongjoong, the two of you would settle into a small conversation about work and Hongjoong's upcoming fashion collection, when you'd suddenly hear loud cheers coming from the living room

curious, you two would walk to the threshold and watch as Yunho and your best friend were bundled up together in front of Yunho's gamer set up, with your daughter in the middle, of course, staring up at the two adults in wonder and awe

you'd shake your head as Hongjoong would chuckle, amused at the sight

of course, your best friend and Yunho had gotten on well from the very first meeting, both gamers and sharing many hobbies

it was a given that they would exclude you from the conversation at some point, making you shake your head at them as you knew almost nothing about computer games

"hey, Yuyu, it's too late for her to be sitting in front of the computer", you'd try to pull your husband and daughter away from the gadget, but fail as your best friend would look at you with a grin and puppy eyes at the same time

"ten minutes, I want to show Yunho something, and then I promise we'll join you and Hongjoong", of course, it was always ten minutes turned into two hours

so, with a sigh, Hongjoong and you would return to the kitchen to grab a bottle of red wine and two tall glasses, chuckling to yourselves as you'd hear Yunho and your best friend yell out in excitement or disappointment, your little one following in tow as she'd imitate the two adults

it was amusing hearing them

and once settled across from each other at the middle counter, Hongjoong and you would go over the wedding plans he and your best friend had, the date coming closer and closer as days went by

the wine and the conversation with Hongjoong helped you relax, hearing your husband, daughter, and best friend from the living room made you feel content and happy with the way your life had turned out to be

and you knew you were lucky to have such a loving, sweet, and hilarious husband like Yunho

and a small little replica of his, a daughter that never failed to make you smile and laugh until your belly hurt

you were surrounded by your loved ones, and nothing could've made you happier in that exact moment

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mingtinys · 2 years

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[9:26 p.m.]

pairing : choi jongho x gn!reader

fluff , slight chaotic ateez , sleepy jjong

warnings : none

word count : 1.2 k

a/n : soft and clingy jongho is officially my favorite thing to write now .

Jongho is ninety percent sure you have a secret superpower. It's the only logical explanation his mind can possibly fathom. Because how else can one explain the complete and utter serenity you're able to cast over him like a spell? How your mere presence can silence his brain and calm his anxieties. He's pretty sure you could silence the world if you really tried.

And as he lays in bed, half on top of you, with his arms around your waist and face pressed into the junction of your neck, he's even more sure of it.

As he melts into your embrace, his thoughts no longer run in double time. Everything about you feels warm. Comforting. Safe. The way your fingertips graze past his scalp and work tangles out of his hair. He counts each stroke the way one would count sheep to lull himself to sleep. The faint scent of your body wash clings to your skin and lingers in his nose. It works like an amortentia potion he'd see in some Harry Potter movie. It all brings him to a state just between consciousness and a land full of dreams. One he welcomes readily.

Until the characteristically loud and deep voice of Song Mingi, followed by the even louder and identifiable squeak of Jung Wooyoung’s laugh, jolts him alert. His eyes fly open for just a moment and shut again twice as fast. Perhaps they'll take pity and leave him be if he really lays on the exhausted maknae act. Yeah, as if.

"Jongho~"

Don't move, don't move, don't move. Just look asleep.

Multiple pairs of footsteps can be heard shuffling closer and closer to the door. Then a knock. Then Wooyoung says, "It's my room too, why are you knocking?

"I don't know, to be polite?" Though muffled, it sounds like San. He must be with Wooyoung and Mingi.

There's a soft click of the door and Jongho sinks further into you, burying his face so that it's hidden from his new visitors. You cradle his head as if to protect him from the group and Jongho relishes in the feeling it brings. His members will likely tease him for being so touchy. He already knows what Wooyoung will say. Probably something along the lines of: "Oh, so you do like to be babied, just not by us, huh?" or "I thought you hated skinship." But he doesn't particularly care. Certainly not as your free hand comes to trace soothing shapes into his back.

"Jongho, come on, we're doing four v. four in–"

Jongho never does discover what game they decided on, as you're quick to shush and scold Mingi for his volume. "Keep it down, he's sleeping."

"Oh, now that's adorable." The comment comes from Yunho.

"But we all agreed on game night sometime this week," Wooyoung whines, and yet again you shush him. Even as you chastise the boy your voice is but a steady whisper.

"Ah, we can have it another day." San seems to have taken the hint and quieted down. Jongho can hardly hear him with the way he's tucked his head into your shoulder, but his coos still reach his ears. "Do you really wanna ruin this moment?"

"You know we get hit if we even try to baby Mr. "I hate skinship" like that." Despite his fussing, Wooyoung still lowers his voice.

"Guess I'm just special."

You have no idea.

"Well, that's just unfair."

Despite how amusing Jongho finds your teasing Wooyoung to be, he desperately wants to sleep. So in an attempt to hurry everyone from his room, he draws in a deep breath and releases it out in a dramatic sigh, shifting slightly in your grasp.

Jongho isn't sure what exactly you do next. Though he assumes his stirring must have prompted quite the menacing look from you judging by the way the room silences and Mingi declares, "You know what, we can just do it another night."

See. Superpower.

"I think that's a great idea," you whisper back, voice sweet and saccharine. "Oh, and can you turn the lights off on your way out? Thank you, Yunho."

Jongho waits for the door to click shut and the sound of footsteps to fade down the hallway before he peaks one eye open. He lifts his head, scanning the now dim room. "Are they gone?"

You let out a snort, lightly flicking his forehead. "I knew you weren't asleep."

"I almost was," Jongho grumbles, though it comes out as more of a whine as he drops his head dramatically back to your shoulder. The action causes a giggle to bubble up from your lips.

"You're cute when you're all sleepy and grumpy."

"I'm so glad my sleep deprivation amuses you."

You let out another laugh at his deadpan joke, and Jongho finds himself desperately fighting off sleep to hear more of the melodic sound. He'd love to stay up late and just talk about anything and everything with you. But true to your uncanny ability to make him lower his guard and ease his mind, Jongho feels sleep overtaking him once more.

You must sense it, as you whisper your next words as if to not disturb him. "I'll grab a blanket for us." You attempt to slip out from under him. Your fingers halt their ministrations on his back and Jongho begins to miss your soothing touch before it even fully leaves him. A low whine breaks from his throat as he clasps his fingers in an unbreakable lock and tightens his arms around you. He's not ready to let go so easily.

"Jongho~" You complain, "Come on let go, it's cold." Your palms push against his chest, and with the added leverage you actually manage to wriggle free and slide to the edge of his bed. The warmth of your body leaves him, and it's even worse than he thought.

Jongho may be tired, but he's also determined. So before your feet can even touch the cold hardwood floor, Jongho's arms wrap around your torso. A small "oof" leaves your lips as he pulls you down into him, your back flush against his chest. His legs tangle together with your own, and a victorious smile weasels its way to his lips as the familiar warmth returns with you safely tucked away in his arms.

"Still cold?" He teases.

"You're so annoying."

Jongho feels you shiver ever so slightly and draws you in closer, nose pressing against the back of your neck. For a moment, he wonders if you truly need the blanket. Perhaps he's should have let you grab it. But then Jongho feels you melt into his body, your shaking slowing to a stop.

Jongho finds his solace with you in his embrace and your even breaths. He syncs his breathing with yours, letting you guide him back to the brim of unconsciousness.

Once again, the world is quiet.

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thelargefrye · 7 months

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note : just something short and sweet since i haven't posted in a while! hope you enjoy it!

wooyoung was many things. but the main thing is that he was loving. he made sure to show his members how much he loved them. you included.

"give the member you are proud of the most a hug," wooyoung read out loud for all of you to hear. you and the others nodded your head at wooyoung's mission, and you watched as he took a few steps forward.

to you, you thought it would be obvious what member he would pick. definitely either hongjoong or yeosang, maybe san or seonghwa if he was feeling extra spicy. however, you're proved wrong when he walks past all of them and you make eye contact with the dancer.

and then he's stopping in front of you.

you're caught off guard by him, like always, and it shows how unpredictable wooyoung is. you don't say anything as you look at him, letting him guide you so that the cameras catch the both of you. you probably look a little awestruck at your member. thinking that he never really bothered to pay close attention to you.

"the member i'm proud of the most is our y/nnie," he says, eyes never looking away from you as a large grin paints his face, and his hands holding yours tightly. "she always works harder than the rest of us, even when she thinks we don't notice. despite rarely asking for help, i notice that she tries her best to always solve something herself. i want out y/n to know that's not alone. she's capable, beautiful, and talented and i want her to know that she has not only me to lean on, but seven others as well," he finishes and you can't help but feel tears build in your eyes at his words.

"yah! look at you wooyoung, you made her cry!" some of the others shout when they notice how glassy your eyes suddenly got. wooyoung coos at you, his hands coming up to wipe away your tears before he's bringing you into a tight hug. his arms wrapping you protectively as he holds you close to him.

"i love you, y/nnie," he whispers into you ear, "i'm sorry i don't tell you enough, but i'm so proud of you for how far you've come with us."

by this point the other members have decided to join in on the hug, surrounding the two of you.

thankfully, the staff give you all a small minute to recollect yourself and to have your makeup touched up. however, you and wooyoung continue to stand on set, hugging each other despite the others having walked off.

"you've done so well, y/n. i'm so proud," he says one last time before finally stepping away. he uses his thumbs to wipe away any remaining tears before he's leaning down and kissing you.

when he pulls away, its then that hongjoong comes and ushers the two of you off the set and over to the makeup artists. he promptly scolds wooyoung as well for being so reckless, but wooyoung can only smile and send you a wink.

#ateez x reader #ateez blurbs #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez au #ateez wooyoung x reader #wooyoung x reader #poly ateez x reader #polyteez

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crazyforhwa · 10 months

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hard hours ?,!

my brain is full of yunho right now. imagine the reader has a oral fixation and it calms her down when she has something in her mouth.

he’s playing valorant or something and she really needs his pretty cock asap and he lets her just warm his cock in her mouth while playing

eventually he gets a little needdddyy! include some exhibitionist themes like him praising her while on mic with mingi or smth? go crazy with it!!

Put on a show..

pairing: gamer!yunho x fem!reader ft. gamer!mingi

genre: smut with little to no plot, fluff

summary: You get a little bit too needy when your boyfriend is busy playing with his friend..

word count: 1,8k+

tags/warnings: nudity, none of them are idols, reader has an oral fixation(it's not that good, I'm sorry), video call, exhibitionism, oral (m! receiving), slight clit play, spanking (f! receiving), praise(only once), short aftercare, there's no actual intercourse, they're just playing around, vulgar words

Feedback will be highly appreciated, I'd like to know what you guys think! ♡︎

Yunho and Mingi were playing. Again. The amount of "one more round" you have heard from your boyfriend in the past two hours is funny at this point. You couldn't wait any longer, you wanted him so bad.. So you decided to gain his attention in a different way. You weren't going to play innocent, not today. Taking off everything besides your underwear, you got on all fours and quietly crawled towards his gaming setup.

After finally finding your place under the desk, you looked up to see his face fully focused on the game. Yunho knew about your oral fixation, and it wasn't a problem for him. He actually enjoyed it, the thought of your pretty face stuffed with his cock never failed to give him a boner. However, not used to initiating things, you were unsure as fuck of your actions. After a short moment of thinking, you hesitantly tugged on the seam of his sweatpants. It clearly shifted something inside of him, his adam's apple bobbing. His fierce eyes looked down on you, focusing for a second on your perky nipples. He's getting riled up, that's a good sign..

"Want you in my mouth.." you mumbled out quietly. He sent you a look of approval, a silly grin painting his face. You licked your lips hungrily and pulled down his pants completely. What a surprise, he had been going commando all this time.

Yunho's half-hard cock slapped against his abdomen, the wet sound so loud, some of it could be heard on his mic, catching the other male's attention. You gently grabbed his member, and even though it wasn't fully erected, you could feel it pulsing and twitching under your touch, the tip already leaking with precum, begging to be sucked on. Not wanting to wait any longer, you wrapped your lips around his dick, this particular action making him moan out loud. This time, much to your relief, his mic was off.

As expected of his thick girth, your jaw got sore in mere minutes. However, that didn't bother you at all, content with finally having him in your mouth after waiting for so long. His salty essence kept on dripping, this time, down your throat. He was so heavy, putting some great force on your tongue, and it felt so good, muffled whines kept on escaping your used mouth. Soon enough, he was fully hard, the vibration of your voice too pleasurable to bear with. Deep, breathy grunts could be heard around the bedroom, your boyfriend getting closer to his release.

On accident, Yunho turned on his mic, your filthy sounds loud and clear for his best friend. "Are you alright? Hello?" Mingi asked. You immediately froze, too scared to get caught. It didn't really phase Yun, and he gently nudged your chin with his finger to signal that you should relax and go back to what you were doing. "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it, bro," he confirmed and went mute. To ease your worries, his fingers ended up on your head, softly stroking your beautiful locks. It encouraged you a lot, soft whimpers leaving your lips once again.

Without your knowledge, Yun turned on his microphone again, this time on purpose, letting the other male hear all of the nasty noises you guys were creating. At first, Mingi would ignore the sounds until..

"Such a good girl. Yeah, are you pleased with having your pretty mouth stuffed with my cock? Hm?" your boyfriend said, making you moan like a bitch in heat. That's it, a tent started slowly forming in Mingi's shorts. Fuck, he didn't want to come off as a pervert, but everything that was happening right now got him stroking his sensitive length through the thin fabric, biting on his lower lip in order to reach an orgasm without your knowledge. Ah, he was so glad to have his camera turned off.

At some point, Yunho stopped thinking about the game, the thought of fucking that little throat of yours completely fogged up his brain.

He grabbed the back of your head and started moving his hips, which was not so smart as he quickly lost control of himself, and his long dick hit the back of your throat, making you gag loudly. "What was that noise, man??" Mingi finally asked, although he already knew the answer. You thought Yunho would try to save himself, but oh, you were so wrong.

He turned on his camera and rolled back his chair until you were visible. "What was that noise, you ask?" his hand grabbed a handful of your hair. "Off." you immediately let go of his cock with a pop sound. You looked at Yunho's monitor and saw Mingi in his pajamas. He looked so shocked yet so fucking hot, the sight of his long, blonde hair made your panties sticky with arousal. "Say hi to our friend, whore," your boyfriend demanded. "H-hi, Mangi," you tried your best, but it didn't sound appealing, your voice too groggy.

The man behind the screen clearly had no clue that his camera was on, as he pulled his length out of his shorts, half of it visible to both you and Yunho. "Hello.." his deep voice could be heard from the speakers, sending shivers down your spine. Before you could say anything else, Yun filled your mouth with his girth again, this time more roughly, making you scream out of surprise.

You made eye contact with him, and his eyes said one thing. Suck. So you did so, a white, creamy residue forming around your lips from how fast you bobbed your head up and down. "Let's play another match," said Yunho in a shaky tone, followed by a muffled groan when you squeezed his heavy balls.

Mingi, however, being too stunned by what was happening, didn't answer. Yunho released a deep sigh and stopped your movements. "If you want to watch so much, then watch, idiot.." he stood up and changed your position in a way so the other male could see both your mouth and cunt. He grabbed his moistened tip and directed it to your lips, forcefully prying them open. Oh, you were in for a ride.

"Come on, slut. Look at him, he's so desperate. Probably wants that precious body all to himself. Let's put on a show for him, shall we?" not expecting a response from any of you, he started thrusting into your mouth. His moves were rough and fast, tight balls slapping against your chin with every push. You choked on his member, streaks of salty tears running down your face, but you loved it. You loved every second. You wanted him to absolutely ruin you. Use you like one of his toys.

"Look at her, isn't she so pretty?" Yunho asked. Mingi just nodded his head, not knowing where to look. "Take off your soaked panties, show your stupid cunt to him," your boyfriend ordered, so you slowly pulled them off, the black piece clinging to your skin because of the wetness.

Once you were completely bare, Yunho continued on with fucking your throat. To turn on Mingi even more, you decided to pleasure yourself and started slowly rubbing your puffy clit with the black langerie piece. You moved the soaked material up and down, nudging your bundle of nerves in the best places possible. It felt so good, your tight hole kept on closing and opening, clear arousal dripping out of it, ending up on the floor.

Your boyfriend caught up pretty quickly on your shenanigans and decided to spice it up by using his free hand. He slapped your buttocks with so much force, you swear it had you seeing stars for a moment. He kept on spanking you, leaving red handprints on your ass and making it jiggle.

And oh, it definitely helped Mingi. With his lustful eyes focused on your body, he started jerking off his dick even faster. His eyebrows were furrowed, and he was biting his lower lip. Fuck, he looked so delectable.

Yunho's sounds got louder, and so did yours. Finally, his head tilted back, sweat dripping down his face, and his mouth wide open from the intense pleasure. He was letting out the beautifulest moans and groans known to mankind as his cock started throbbing, and soon enough, thick strings of cum shot from his tip right into your throat. You swallowed everything and pulled away to catch a breath.

You found a portable mirror laying on Yunho's desk, so you grabbed it to check out yourself, and to say less, you looked like a cheap whore. Ruined makeup, teary eyes, sweaty skin, dishevelled hair.. Fuck.

You tried to stand up but failed miserably, your legs too wobbly to take a step. Yunho softly grabbed your waist and sat you down on his lap in the gaming chair. "Everything okay? Want me to bring you some water, tiny?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. You giggled at him, happy to have your gentle giant back. "Yes, please. My throat hurts a little bit.." you answered. Yunho kissed your temple in response and left to get something for you.

Your thoughts went back to Mingi, and you immediately opened up discord to see if he still was on the call. He was! "Mangi..?" you asked, unsure if he would respond, as the screen was black. You heard some shuffling, it appears that he had to put his headset back on and fix the position of his camera. "Oh, yeah? I'm here," he said, his face finally visible again. A subtle blush adorned his cheeks, and his blonde strands were all over the place. Your lips widened at the cute view. You guys chatted for a while, talking about everything, waiting for Yunho to come back.

"Hey.. I wanted to ask you something.." he interrupted out of the blue, nervousness evident in his words. You replied with a simple "Hmm?", not knowing what to expect from someone so unpredictable like him. "Did you.. Cum? During our call.." His voice was so damn awkward. You couldn't see his face anymore, but you could bet he was scratching the back of his neck while asking. Not wanting to lie, though, you slipped out a quiet "No.." and cleared your throat. Gosh, what have you gotten yourself into.

Before you could change the subject, you felt a muscular arm grab your chin and tilt your head away from the computer. It was Yunho. "My lady didn't cum, hm?" he asked, that deep voice of his laced with mockery. Your eyes widened, thighs rubbing against each other. Upon seeing your weak state, he chuckled and got close to your right earlobe. He gently bit on it and let out the sexiest sigh you have ever heard.

"I guess it's your turn now, tiny."

author's note: thank you so much for this ask, I hope you will like it, anon🫢 Because it's my first ask ever, I've decided to turn it into a drabble. It's trash, I know, but it's my first time writing something in less than 12 hours. Oh and, I'm sorry, I went a little bit overboard with the exhibitionism themes💀

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