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everyonewooeverywhere · 24 days

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Hey babes! Throwing this in here for u, how would ateez react to running into their childhood best friend (who they may or may not have had a crush on...) by chance after several years of separation?

(Sorry that's so specific hshsgdjsv)

~lyra

hey lovely 💗

this was really cute!!

hongjoong pretends he doesn't see you at first because he isn’t sure if you’d recognize him. but you do (obviously), and you wave him down from the other side of the coffee shop (why does it always come back to a coffee shop with us?). the two off you spend a couple hours chatting and catching up. he gives you his phone number before you go, so he can keep in contact with you. he’s secretly hopeful for a possible chance with you, but he doesn’t want to get his hopes up.

seonghwa is really happy to see you. like so happy to see you that he hugs you upon greeting you. he thinks maybe he’s over-stepped, but you reassure him that it’s fine. you chat for a good while before you realize you have to go back to work and you’re already late. you leave in such a rush that you don’t give him anyway to contact him. he panics and is really sad for the remainder of the day before someone reminds him that this is the 21st century, and he could just look for your instagram. which he finds. crisis averted.

you and yunho were really good friends in elementary school. you would commute to school together on account of you being next door neighbors and your parents wanted to make sure you weren’t walking alone (so they made sure you two walked together). unfortunately for him, though, you moved away at the start of middle school. so it’s incredibly nostalgic for him to run into you. you remind him of a simpler time in his life. the two of you walk around the streets of seoul for old-times sake. leave him with your number hoping he’ll reach out. he does. actually, he texted you making plans 15 minutes after you’d walked away.

you’re the one who recognizes yeosang, and you stare at him for a good minute before he turns around to match your stare. immediately, you both recognize each other. he’s genuinely shocked to see you. and he cannot get over how attractive you’d gotten over the years. in fact, that’s pretty much all he can focus on as he tries to talk with you. you notice this of course and are quick to tease him about it. he takes it in good faith though. laughing with you while he hopes that maybe you feel the same giddiness that he feels over the change of rekindling your friendship.

when san saw you sitting by the river, he thought he was seeing things, but then you caught him staring at you and recognized him immediately. he was very enthusiastic about asking how you’d been. he even asked about your family and wants to know if they are doing well. he asked if you’ll join him on his walk (and you do of course). you both spend so much time talking and walking before he realized that you guys’ had walked further than he meant. you’d ended up at a little ice cream stand though, so you stay there and talk for a long time.

middle school had been pretty hard for you and mingi, so it was kind of inevitable that you two had grown so close so quickly. when he saw you while out shopping, he (very loudly) shouted your name across the store. more out of shock than anything. he hugged you and expressed how good it was to see you and how good you looked. the two of you shopped around together before going your separate ways, but you made plans to see each other soon.

seeing you again reignites something in wooyoung. he 1000% had a crush on you when you were younger, and you 1000% knew it because he was obvious as fuck about it. and of course when you lost touch after middle school he thought he was over it, but running into you again while visiting his family made him realize that he 1000% was not over you. maybe he tries to be more subtle about it this time, but you definitely catch on. he’s thrilled, though, when you ask him if he’d like to join you for dinner.

for jongho, seeing you after all these years was kind of therapeutic for him. you had moved away out of nowhere without a chance to say goodbye. so running into you was kind of like closure on that part of his life. that didn’t mean he didn’t want to see you again though. he made sure to make it clear that he wanted to see you again. even giving you a little side hug and giving you his number.

#⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ lyra #⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ requests (thoughts)#ateez x reader #ateez senarios #ateez imagines #hongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader

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mingtinys · 2 years

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ateez catching feelings for their friends with benefits

pairing : ateez (separately) x gen!reader

fluff , angst if you squint really hard , fwb!au , friends to lovers

warnings : suggestive content , language

word count : 3.6k

requested ? yes

a/n : sorry this took so long ! i kept running into major writer's block and just wasn’t happy with how it was going so i had to restart quite a bit , thank you for being so patient and requesting !!

Kim Hongjoong

Hongjoong has always been rather protective over those close to him. And at times that protectiveness snowballs into petty jealousy. Though he's usually pretty good about keeping his emotions in check.

He cares deeply for people. It's just, unfortunately, that trait often comes back to bite him in the ass

So yeah, maybe he should have known a little better than to get himself involved in a non-exclusive, friends with benefits situation.

But neither of you was having much luck on the dating scene, and nights were starting to get a bit lonely. So who better to look to for company than your close friend!

Really, it was harmless!

The two of you agreed that should the other ever find someone else worthy of their time, there would be no hard feelings. It wasn't like either of you expected this to last forever.

However, after months of falling into the same routine, Hongjoong got a little too comfortable.

Then one day, when he shows up at your apartment unannounced (like he's done many times before), you're all dressed up. Hongjoong thinks he's caught you at just the right time; until you hit him with the "It's not for you Joong, I actually have a date tonight!"

You're all jittery and excited.

And all Hongjoong can think about is how not to be swallowed up by the flames of hell licking at his feet.

But what's even more frustrating is he can't for the life of him figure out why he's so upset. Because he's supposed to be your friend, supposed to want what's best for you, supposed to be 100% supportive and happy for you.

He's too stubborn to admit that he wants to be what's best for you. He wants to be the reason you’re happy. And he wants to be the one you're all dressed up for. But don't worry, give him a few hours and it'll dawn

.He knows he'd be an asshole to stop you. So he puts on a brave face and wishes you the best of luck on your date. Buuutttt is still praying on the downfall of whoever, undeservingly if he might add, scored a date with you.

Fortunately for him, some deity must have been listening. Because next thing he knows you're calling him from the restaurant bathroom pleading for him to pick you up as the person turned out to be a total jerk.

And he knows it's probably a little too soon, but the whole situation shocked him into realizing his feelings. He's scared if he hesitates now he'll lose his chance with you for good.

Is he scared of being rejected? Absolutely. Are his hands a little bit sweaty? Without a doubt. But he’s too determined for any of that to stop him.

So with a promise to show you what a "proper" date looks like, he'd likely ask you out on the car ride home.

Park Seonghwa

He has always been very in tune with his emotions, not to mention excellent at pinpointing where they stem from.

Articulating them to others, however, does not come so easily.

It's not because he can't find the words to explain them. It's because he can't find the perfect words to explain or properly convey how he's feeling.

Perfectionism is his inevitable downfall.

So when it comes to his growing feelings for you, he struggles to find a way to eloquently explain the whirlwind of emotions brewing in his heart.

How is he supposed to put into words his guilt of breaking the no strings attached rule? His absolute adoration for everything you do? His understanding if you don't feel the same? Or his hope to still be friends regardless?

After thinking long and hard, he takes the mature route and asks that the two of you take a break. Go back to just being friends, no sex involved.

He tells you it's because his life has gotten complicated, which isn't completely false. But it's really so he can sort out his feelings without his heartstrings being tugged at nearly every night.

However, it doesn't take long for him to start missing your company.

Not just at night, but in general. He misses your overall presence in his life.

He misses waking up with you still sleeping beside him in the morning. Misses brewing coffee for two. Misses the way you smile and thank him for the kind gesture. Misses how each time you promise you’ll wake up early next time to return the favor. Both of you know good and well that won't happen, but the thought was always nice.

He misses you, and this time he doesn't care to find the perfect words. He simply needs you to know how much he loves you.

Ends up sending one of those "can we talk?" texts that send you into cardiac arrest because no other context was provided.

When you get there he explains everything.

From his overwhelming feelings for you to why he asked to cut things off for a while. And of course the classic "if you don't feel the same it's okay."

But he really doesn't have to worry about that last part.

Kang Yeosang

Yeosang has always been a very honest and straightforward person.

He never shies away from scolding someone when they take a joke too far, nor does he hold back on stating when he doesn't like something. Especially with his friends.

So confessing his feelings shouldn't be much different.

But it is.

It's different and it's terrifying. The thought of being so emotionally vulnerable and open is something he struggles with.

Yeosang knows he needs to tell you and he knows he can't keep his secret bottled up forever.

He also knows that regardless of how you respond, he'll be all right in the end. If it's rejection he faces, it may take a while to get back to normal. But Yeosang loves and respects you well enough to go right back to just being friends. If it just so happens you share his feelings, he's willing to see where a relationship may take the two of you.

However, given all of this certainty, Yeosang is still clammy at the thought. Because no matter how well he may handle rejection outwardly, the possibility of being shut down sounds soul-crushing.

This whole ordeal is how the usually quiet and introverted boy, ends up spending countless hours in Wooyoung's room. Rambling on and on about what to do and how to tell you. As well as spilling his fears about making you uncomfortable around him.

And Wooyoung lets him rant uninterrupted. Because Yeosang isn't actually looking for advice or answers. Deep down he knows what to do and how he'll go about it. But speaking his grievances out loud allows him to sort through his feelings and expel his nervous energy.

Mind you the cycle of stressing out to working up his confidence only takes all of maybe three days.

So when he's finally ready, he'll wait until the next time the two of you are together. He's not a fan of those "we need to talk" texts. He is, however, a "there's something I've been meaning to tell you" type of guy.

He'll kick Jongho and Wooyoung out of the room so the two of you can have some privacy. He doesn't want you to feel pressured to commit to a relationship just because his friends are in the room.

He's well-spoken in his confession and makes sure you know there's no obligation to share his feelings.

Jeong Yunho

This guy is annoyingly smooth with how he handles catching feelings.

He can feel himself falling for you more day after day, and fully embraces it.

It's not like he isn't scared of altering your current relationship, he is. But he loves the way you make him feel and doesn't mind waiting until the time is right to ask for something more exclusive.

So he starts testing the waters.

Gradually doing more boyfriend–esque things like: taking you to dinner, PDA, lending you clothes, keeping a few extra toiletries for you at his place, spending the night together, and making coffee for you the next morning. Anything you could think of when you hear the word "boyfriend" he's tried it.

And yeah, some ideas flopped. Like when he tried to have a nice romantic movie night that didn't end in sex. Or when you caught him staring a little too lovingly one night after he thought you'd fallen asleep.

But some really worked! For example, Yunho can't remember the last time you wore your own clothing. always sporting one of his sweaters or hoodies.

We'll skip over the part where he had to take a solid 2 minutes to gather himself after seeing you dressed in only one of his oversized white button-ups. Nothing else.

It's gotten to the point where the other members tease the two of you about it and strangers mistake you for a couple out in public.

It takes about 2 years off of Yunho's life every time you remind someone "oh no, we're just good friends!"

But overall, he's extremely patient.

After a month or so is when you finally start picking up on his suspicious behavior.

And while yes, the original agreement was just casual with no string attached, you have to admit, it feels nice to play couple. In fact, neither of you has even considered the option of seeing anyone else. Being together felt natural, easy, and most of all safe.

The tension constantly hangs in the air. Until one night, as you and Yunho are laying facing one another just talking about nothing and everything, it becomes so heavy that confrontation seems to be the only solution.

"Yunho, are we dating?" the question caught him off guard, and after thinking for a few moments, he's not sure either. It sure has felt like you're dating. "I don't know, are we?"

"That's why I'm asking you. Because you keep doing all these things that a boyfriend would do and it kind of feels like we're dating."

"Well, then I guess we are. Is that a problem?"

It was most certainly not a problem. But have fun listening to Wooyoung and Mingi's "I told you so" speeches.

Choi San

San is, unfortunately, someone with a guarded heart that loves too deeply. But once he feels safe with someone, he falls as fast as he does hard.

For him, falling in love is like trying to safely play Russian roulette. Hoping the next time gives all of his heart to someone it won't completely ruin him

So yeah, you could say he's in a bit of a conundrum when he notices his feelings towards you have shifted from just friendly/sensual to romantic.

On one hand, he feels guilty. Because he knows how firm you were about this being a "no strings attached" situation. He doesn't want to scare you off or ruin what you have now with complicated emotions.

And on the other, he wants nothing more than to call you his and his only. Take you out on cute coffee shop dates and picnics in the park. He's spent hours daydreaming about what it would be like to walk down the street holding your hand and stealing little kisses that would make little old ladies would "ooo" and "ahh" at the two of you.

But then reality sets in like a punch to the gut every time he wakes up and you've already left his bed.

Falling in love with you felt so natural he forgot he wasn't supposed to.

He knows he's gotta tell you. Because living with this secret is starting to weigh heavily on him. He's constantly in his own head, overthinking and conjuring up every way it could possibly go wrong.

Even with seven members to run to for advice, he still hasn't found an easy way out of this situation.

Unfortunately for san, you were his friend long before you were his lover. You know him like the back of your hand. So you pick up fairly quickly that something is wrong.

You let it go for a couple of days hoping he would come to you first. He never does, of course.

Finally, one night you just ask him.

He's so caught off guard by the question that all he can give is a very unconvincing "nothing, why?"

Which obviously you don't accept. So after a very long "You're still my best friend, you can tell me anything" speech, he realizes he can't keep running away from his feelings.

There are a few moments of silence after he admits he's fallen in love that has his nerves on the edge. Each second he waits for your reply feels like an hour.

But then you ask how he would feel about trying to be exclusive and seeing where things go. You suggest a date or perhaps putting a label on your relationship.

He says yes a little too fast.

"Does this mean you'll still be here when I wake up?"

“If that's okay with you, then yes."

Song Mingi

You will more than likely have to be the first to break the ice on the overwhelming tension that is "we both have feelings that we're too scared to admit because what if it messes everything up?"

Mingi is all too aware of his exponentially growing feelings for you, and all too unaware that you’re harboring the same feelings for him.

And no matter how many times Yunho gives him solid advice on what to say and do, he's still stuck in his head.

Mingi is absolutely terrified of messing up what the two of you have and potentially ruining a year-long friendship. His pride wouldn't be able to take the hit if you rejected him. Nor could he imagine a world in which you're no longer part of his life.

So he keeps his secret to himself. Trying anything and everything he can to calm his crush.

There's a moment where he thinks maybe he can lay off a bit. Keep the hookups to a minimum, stop having you to stay the night, and put a little more distance between the two of you.

Regrettably, he has zero impulse control and that idea gets washed down the drain after about two days.

His new working plan is to just "fake it till you make it." Which in hindsight wasn't as easy as he thought.

It's just one awful cycle of him trying to convince himself everything is fine, and nearly suffering a cardiac event every time you fall asleep on his chest.

It gets overwhelming fast, but he's still unable to push his anxiety far enough down in order to confess. Every time he tries his mouth dries up and the words stop short in his throat.

He likes to think he's gained a significant amount of confidence over the years. But you really have a way of melting him down to putty and rendering him speechless. At this point, he's basically convinced himself things would stay the way they are forever.

Seonghwa calls him melodramatic

Until one night you hit him with the "can we talk about something?"

His heart is nearly pounding out of his chest at your question, only for it to completely stop when you follow up with "I was thinking, and could you ever see us being more? like going on dates, being a couple, or even just exclusive."

He freezes. Mingi genuinely thought you were about to cut things off with him. But now he has to rewire his brain so he can process the fact that you like him back !?

After about 10 seconds of uncomfortable silence, you're rushing to tell him that "It's totally okay if you say no!! I'm fine with keeping things how they are if that's what you're comfortable with."

And now he's rushing to explain he's not rejecting you and that he's actually liked you for a while.

It's kind of cute honestly.

Just two oblivious idiots successfully carrying out the friends to lovers trope.

Jung Wooyoung

It takes a while for things to click in his brain that he's caught feelings for you.

Not because he's oblivious or anything, but the progression of your relationship is so gradual he barely paid any attention to the warning signs.

To Wooyoung, there is absolutely nothing alarming about asking you to stay the night instead of driving home. For safety reasons. Nothing out of the ordinary about feeling warm and content in your presence. You're his friend, of course it makes sense he'd want you around more. And the constant jittery feeling in his stomach? Well, lust and hormones will do that to a guy.

But detail after detail started adding up, and finding excuses became harder and harder.

You noticed him becoming slightly clingier, and you really didn't mind.

But then Wooyoung realizes he's been more clingy than usual and kind of, sort of, maybe panics just a little bit.

And now he's hyperaware of all the times he should have noticed. Reflecting on every instance that screamed "you're in love dumb-dumb" right in his face.

He's sorting through every worst-case scenario of rejection, ruining your friendship, getting his heart broken, and basically anything that could go wrong.

His first instinct is to keep quiet and run. End what the two of you currently have and go back to just being casual friends, no sex or feelings involved. Or maybe even find something to take his mind off of you, anything to protect himself.

He's completely set on taking his feelings to the grave until Yeosang calls him an idiot and wedges some calm and collected solutions into his master plan.

He finally gains a moment to think. As he weighs his options, it dawns on him how much happier he's been over the past few months. Throwing all of that away seems stupid and childish.

So the next time you come over he's waiting with fidgety hands, a sweaty hairline, and a messy bouquet he picked from the bush outside.

He had a whole speech planned in his head. And hey, it was very romantic !! He even had a great selling point in which he was willing to offer up any hoodie or jacket of his you desired.

But that quickly fails and instead you get a very endearing, yet rushed and nearly shouted: "Ireallylikeyou, like ... likelikeyou– and I wanna know if maybe you would consider ... beingmysignificantother?"

It was embarrassing, admittedly. but he looks back on that moment with fondness whenever he remembers the smile you wore as you nodded.

Choi Jongho

It is next to impossible to tell when "no strings attached" became "I wanna spend the rest of my life with them" with Jongho.

And he's determined to keep it that way until he figures out what to do.

Because as talented and experienced as he may be in bed, Jongho doesn't have much expertise in the "serious dating" department. Because no, his middle school relationship did not count.

So when he realizes he's caught feelings for you, it's a little intimidating. Nonetheless, he stays calm and collected. well, relatively.

Jongho is cautious with his love and to whom he gives his heart.

It's not like the guy has a thousand brick walls around his heart. He's just rather private and reserved when it comes to relationships. You really have to earn his trust. And after years of friendship, and the last 2 months of that casually hooking up, you've long since earned his trust.

But an actual relationship is a whole other layer of intimacy. That's why being friends with benefits worked so well. Jongho had a great connection with you but never had to navigate the intricacy of having you as a significant other.

Until his dumb heart had to go and develop a crush.

Still, he aims to sort out his feelings and gauge your own before making any moves.

Unfortunately, the universe had other plans and sent them in the form of Jung Wooyoung.

Jongho had called you over, bored, at nearly 1 am. And in return for heading over so late, you negotiated food. Which Jongho had no problem to oblige, after all, he had worked up an appetite as well.

You're perched on the counter next to the stove, Jongho standing between your legs. The two of you giggling like absolute idiots over some stupid joke while you wait for the ramen to boil.

It's all fine and fun until Wooyoung smells the food and wonders into the kitchen in hopes of finessing a bite or two. But the second he walks in and sees the two of you like that, the thought leaves his mind. He just snickers and blurts out "You guys look like a couple."

Oh boy, if looks could kill...

Deep down Jongho knows Wooyoung never had any malicious intentions with his comment. But that doesn't mean he wanted to wring his neck out any less.

Jongho's deadly glare mixed with the rising tension in the room only gives Wooyoung the exact information he needed to confirm his comment was at least half right.

"Wait! Are you two dating?"

You're both sputtering out excuses and denying everything. Which only connects the final dot for Wooyoung. And in true unfiltered, Wooyoung fashion, he speaks the first thing that comes to his mind.

"Ohhh, I get it. You two want to date but haven’t admitted it yet."

After a silent death threat or two from Jongho he leaves. And so begins Jongho's frustrated apologizing for his friend interrupting. Poor boy is grasping at any and every excuse as why Wooyoung would say something like that.

But you on the other hand are kind of thankful Wooyoung finally broke the awkward waiting game.

"Oh, so Wooyoung was wrong? You don't want to be more?"

"Well, I didn't say that."

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dreams-of-yunho · 3 years

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summer strawberries

yunho x y/n

rating: m

genre: smut with a dash of fluff

wc: 2.4k

warnings: steamy shower sex!!!! oral (f r), kinda hand job idk if it counts, light praising, mentions of melted ice cream :o

summary: the hot summer sun is horribly unforgiving. and what's better on a hot summer day but a cool shower? or, even better, a cool shower with mr. jeong yunho? <3

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It was hot. Unberably, ridiculously, stupid, dumb hot. The kind of heat where nail polish becomes sticky and ink won’t dry. Brain melting hot. At least there was a breeze; wind riffled through leaves causing storms of maple tree seeds to fall to the sun torchered ground. Birds cried harshly as winds jostled their homes. Small creatures kept to the shadows: rabbits, squirrels, and chipmunks skirting the sickening heat. Delicate and dainty flower petals wilted tragically.

And what were you to do? It was too miserable to even lift a finger. You were surprised your body was still functioning, believing your heart should burst and your blood boil. Simply miserably miserable you positioned yourself upon the sofa in the living room, the shades drawn so as to not let the fires of hell enter the home. If it weren’t for his promise of ice cream in the next ten minutes, you would have removed all the food from the freezer and shut yourself in, even if it meant asphyxiation, you could not have cared less at this point. If the universe wanted you to melt so badly, why didn’t it just get it over with, the sadist?

Eleven minutes, you thought to yourself, if he takes eleven minutes, we’re through. The prospect of ice cream was not taken lightly in your family. Ice cream was a happy escape for you. A brief moment of release from the trials and tribulations of everyday life. In reality, it wasn’t that great a deal but, today, as the sea of flames spilled through the glass window panes, ice cream was life or death and you would kill for it. You would kill anyone.

As minute ten neared and beads of sweat ran down your back, the door opened and in walked your Knight in Shining Armour, Jeong Yunho.

You watched Yunho as he stood, pantting, in the entryway. You knew the heat was real because of the way he was dressed; he wore a simple white tank top and camouflage cargo shorts. His lightly curled, night black hair was concealed by a ballcap. He removed his sandals and walked towards the living room, barefeet softly padding across the hardwood.

“Okay,” he started. You stared up at him from your place on the couch as he stood in front of you. His cheeks were flushed and his face glistened with a sheen of sweat. “We have choices:” a drop of clear liquid emerged from his hat-covered hairline and dripped to his eyebrow. “Chocolate crunch,” he pulled an ice cream bar from his left hip pocket. “Strawberry and orange cream,” he held two bars previously in his right hip pocket. “And,” he pulled a final bar from his bottom left pocket, “brown sugar boba.”

You carefully observed the selections he held before you. You would take anything frozen, even black cherry walnut.

“But, the thing is,” his tone dropped. “They’re melted.” He shook the bags and you could hear liquid sloshing around.

A quiet rage filled your chest, burning through your lungs. “Yunho!” He lowered his head and dropped his shoulders. “Why did you put them in your pockets?”

“I thought it would protect them from the sun but, I think it acted as a sort of convection oven and escalated the melting process… don’t be mad at me.” He looked down at you through large, heart crushing, puppy dog eyes.

“Hmmmmmmmm,” you whined, destroyed by the lack of immediate ice cream. “We can put them in the fridge I guess. But, that’ll take forever, ugh.” You slowly dragged your hands across your face, collecting far more sweat than you could have imagined. “Ew,” you cringed, looking at your silken hands. “I guess I can shower while they’re in the freezer.”

“Wait,” Yunho called from the kitchen. “I need to shower first; I am drenched.”

“No, me first.”

“You’re not even off the couch,” he shut the freezer door. “How are you going to beat me to the bathroom?” A cocky smile spread on his rose petal lips.

“I’ll beat you.” You made an attempt to stand but your legs felt like jello-twigs and they collapsed under you. “Fine,” you sighed. “I’ll drown in my own sweat. Tell me you love me before it’s too late.”

It was impossible but you could hear him smiling from where he stood.

“y/n, my love,” his footsteps neared. “There is room for more than one in the shower.” Yunho extended a hand.

“Carry me.”

“Hmm,” he pretended to contemplate. “Fine.”

His actions were swift; strong hands reached under your legs and back, pulling you off the couch and to his chest. You wrapped your arms around his neck. He was sweaty but you didn’t mind.

Your feet met the cold, stone floor as he set you down in the bathroom. He moved to turn on the shower and you faced the mirror. Your hair was terribly frizzy (on account of the humidity) and fell this way and that, sticking to your damp forehead. Your face was puffy and your cheeks awfully rosy. You wore, it could barely be called, a tank top and no bra.

“Yunho,” you called gently. “I don’t think I want to do anything. I don’t feel very sexy right now.” You watched as he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

His hot breath stuck to your skin. “You’re hotter than this weather, darling.”

You laughed. “Cheesy.”

“Yet, completely true.” he set his chin on the top of your head and looked at you through the mirror. “Just a shower,” he promised. “Nothing more.”

Chilly water met your shoulders sending a shiver up your spine. But it felt nice. Water trickled over your face, down your neck and back, dragging the sweat and hardships of that day down the drain. Delicately scented, strawberry soap bubbled as you lathered it over your collar bones. “Let me get your back,” he said. Strong hands met your shoulder blades; massaging with his fingertips. Hands worked down your sides, gripping your hips and pulling back to rub the soap into your lower back.

“Mhm,” you moaned out as his fingers worked through the knots and tension.

“Does it feel good, sweetheart?” his hands ghosted lower.

“Hey,” you turned to face him. “You said just a shower.” He stood in front of you: tall and broad; godlike. The water was cold yet, blue veins pressed against the skin of his arms and hands. His dark hair was slicked back, accentuating the perfect bone structure of his face.

“Don’t you want a relaxing shower?”

You eyed his lush lips which were slightly parted in a gentle smile. Your gaze traveled his strong features and came to rest on his eyes. Those beautiful eyes; the eyes you fell for. The eyes that could never hide his feelings; eyes that told everything. There were little droplets of water caught on his eyelashes and he blinked them away.

You felt the urge to kiss him; setting your hands on either cheeks. You stood high on your tippy toes but he was still out of reach and was unwilling to help. “Yunho,” you gripped his face tighter. “Come here. I want to kiss you-”

He put a finger to your lips. “Just. a. Shower.”

“One kiss,” you whispered over the stream of the shower.

“One kiss,” he agreed.

You closed your eyes, waiting, expecting his lips upon yours. Instead, you felt his hands graze down your sides and hips, resting on the tops of your thighs. You opened your eyes to see Yunho drag the tip of his nose down your stomach. His warm breath hovered just in front of your sex. “Yunho, that’s not what I meant.” You put your hands on his chin, trying to pull his lips back to yours.

He only gripped your thighs harder. “You asked for a kiss,” he breathed. “I’m going to give you a kiss, my love.”

Every hair stood on end as his nose ran over your clit. He tilted his head back to lick a wet stripe against your sensitive nerves. You whined as his tongue landed directly on it, circling again and again. You could only whine as his lips enclosed you and your legs became wobbly.

“Y-yunho,” you moaned as he sucked. “I’m going to fall.” You tried to balance yourself against the wall and he wrapped his arms around your back, trying to stabilize you as he continued to suck and lick relentlessly. “Ah,” you could feel that familiar knot twist in your stomach as he began to kiss you harder. And, when that knot was at the verge of snapping, he removed his lips with a wet smack.

He groaned as he stood and met your eyes, watching you as you breathed haggardly, mouth gaping. A hand fell to your shoulder, moving a wet strand of hair back. “I’m a good kisser, huh?”

“Mhm,” you nodded.

“Yeah,” he hummed, running his hands up and down your back. “Would you like to kiss again?”

“Ha,” you scoffed and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. It was heavenly as your bodies collided; your hands tugging at his silky hair, tits against his abs, his nails pressing crescent moons into your hips.

You pulled back to catch your breath, still winded from him eating you out. “God,” you ran a thumb over his cheek. “You are a good kisser.”

You thought he would come right then and there, the look he gave you was steeped in passion and lust. His hand met your ass, pulling one leg up to his waist as he moved to press your back against the cold tile wall. He winced as his hard on pressed against your lower stomach.

You loved that look. You wanted to see it again; to know you made him feel good.

Your hand snaked between your bodies as you began to pepper light kisses across his collar bones. He gasped as you grabbed his dick in your hand. You felt his Adam's apple bob as your lips moved to his neck. You squeezed him a little harder and his head fell back with a moan, giving you more beautiful canvas.

Warm fingers met your clit and you dropped your head to his neck, already sensitive from his mouth. “You’re so wet,” he ran his fingers back and forth through your folds, each movement causing you to moan against his chest.

“We-we’re in the shower,” you managed.

A deep laugh vibrated through his chest and his dick twitched in your hand. “I guess you’re right.” He pulled at your other leg. “Come here.”

“Yunho,” you raised your head. “If you slip and drop me,” you warned as effectively as you could with his fingers working you so wonderfully.

“I would never let you fall,” his strong arms pulled you close. “Jump.”

You managed to jump the best you could and one of Yunho’s hands was there to meet you. “Good job, baby,” he lowered you down his body a little.

You could feel him lining up, his tip pushing at your entrance. His eyes fell to yours, watching your face as he lowered you slowly onto him. You groaned as he moved deeper into you, parting you. “Is it okay,” a hand rubbed your back lovingly.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “You can keep going.”

He smiled slightly and loosening his grip on your back one last time, bottomed out with a moan.

You tugged at his hair as you adjusted to his immense size.

“Okay?” He kissed your cheeks.

“Yes, just give me a sec.” You moved your hips up and down, desperate for the pain to subside.

“Jesus,” he squeezed his eyes shut. “A warning next time.”

You clenched around him in response.

“Cheeky,” he chuckled.

“Okay,” you breathed out. “Move.”

“Okay,” he smiled down at you. He captured your moans in a kiss as he thrusted into you.

He was gentle with you, as he always was. He carefully watched you, making sure everything felt good, that he made you feel good. “That’s it, baby,” he cooed. “You’re so pretty.”

You gripped his shoulders as his pace began to quicken and you couldn’t help but clench as his veins dragged against your walls.

“If you keep doing that,” he choked out between thrusts. “I’m going to come right now.”

You slumped against his chest. You wanted to listen to him but he was making you feel so good. Your body was coming completely relaxed and undone in his touch. Your mind, your body, your heart; you were so at ease being with him.

However, your nerves began to spark as his fingers fell to your clit. You could tell he was close because he dropped his forehead to yours wordlessly, his nose scrunched. And he loved when you two came together; Completely free in each other’s arms.

He seemed to completely forget about the slick watery surface he stood on and began to pound into you as fast and as hard as he could. You moaned and mewled as he hit deeper and deeper with each thrust.

“I’m gonna come, y/n,” he warned, his pace becoming erratic and you clenched harder around him, feeling your high approaching too.

“Me too, Yunho,” you whined as he hit your g-spot with a particular force.

You came loudly, fingers desperately searching for something to grip, finally resting on his toned biceps.

He followed you almost immediately, his hips ramming into yours sloppily as his dark eyes bored into yours, a lazy smile on his swollen lips. He pulled out and slumped to the shower floor, holding you tightly in his arms. He gently peppered your face with kisses. “I love you, y/n.”

You giggled as he found a ticklish spot behind your ear. “I love you too, Yunho.” You sighed as you saw his cum run out of your pussy and down the shower drain. “We should have sex in the shower more often; easier to be lazy.”

“I tire you out that much, huh?”

“My god,” you scoffed. “Cocky bastard.”

“You love it,” he teased, massaging the inside of your sore thighs.

You rolled your eyes. “Wanna wash my hair?” You asked, only half kidding.

“I would but, I don’t want to. I want to stay like this.”

“Me too,” you agreed, sinking deeper into his arms. “I could fall asleep like this.”

“Yeah,” his raspy voice responded. “Me too.”

#ateez yunho #ateez x reader #ateez smut #kpop smut #kpop fic #yunho smut #yunho x reader #yunho fluff #ateez fluff #ateez senarios #kpop senarios #kpop imagines #ateez x y/n #ateez x reader smut

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lovesanmotion · 3 years

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" First of all, I absolutely adore your writing style. It’s so good!

I wanted to request an extended story for yandere fanboy Seonghwa vs fanboy Minho.

Thank you! "

Dazzling Light - Park Seonghwa

💌 This is: Requested

summary: yandere!fanboy!seonghwa doesn't like another male fansite dedicated to you

taglist: @yunhobabygurl @atiny-chocolate-chip @minhyukmyluv @yunhoandonly

Seonghwa brought his black bangs a bit away from his eyes and then raised his white mask up to the bridge of his nose as more people continue to flock around the mall.

Today is the day Starlight would be promoting their new album, perform a couple of songs before the members would draw the raffle and three winners would either win: a signed poster, a set of signed polaroids or a set of limited photocards.

But Seonghwa didn't minded the prizes, he only came to the event for you. Your bubblegum pink hair and new makeup look had Seonghwa staring at you in awe in front of his laptop, the whole day he couldn't stop gushing about your new look.

While Seonghwa stood in front of the stage, standing behind the barricades that the securities placed, the female fans of Starlight, both local and international, couldn't help but stop and stare at him. Though he was clad in all black and had a mask covering the lower half of his face, he was eye catching and breathtaking. Some of them would raise their phones and take pictures of Seonghwa, some were bold enough to ask to have a picture with him, but failed as he would decline them.

While Seonghwa patiently waited for the show to start, another male fan came into the circle. He was a fresh face, at least to Seonghwa; the new boy in his eyes had a pointy nose, dark brown eyes and milky skin. He looked innocent and dewy eyes while holding a dslr camera. Raising a brow slightly and cocking his head to the side, Seonghwa's eyes wandered around the new boy, only to lock his eyes on the keychains of his backpack.

The mini keyring lightstick of Starlight and a keychain of your name on a bright pink glittered jelly strap.

Seonghwa could feel anger rising through his body. You didn't needed another male fansite, Seonghwa could be that for you. He thought maybe he was a new fan into the group and didn't know his way around. To add up to his foul mood, he was in the area close to the stage, close to Seonghwa.

Seonghwa eyed those spring fans and printed pictures of you that was brought by other fans. 'I could use those to block his view' he thought to himself. However, his thoughts were interrupted when Starlight came onto the stage.

With his camera in hand, Seonghwa told himself that he would take better shots of you, showing her best features and pretty angles. Wherever you went on stage, his camera would follow you, and below his camera, is another camera that was taking videos of you, focused only on you.

Hours after the show ended and Seonghwa had gone back to his home, he sat on his sliding chair and worked on uploading the photos from his camera to his laptop, opening photoshop to smoothen your skin, enhancing the photos and then blurring other people's faces. It took him hours to get the photos edited but once he was done editing them, he went on to his website and uploaded them.

Not a minute passed by and his photos already garnered five hundred likes and reblogs. 'As expected' Seonghwa told himself. He lingered on the fan cafe more, reading posts how the comeback album sounded so good, liked a few posts about you, until he came across a post about the new fansite dedicated to you.

" Y/N's fanboys are so handsome ㅜㅜ "

" Heol....so handsome "

" His website is @DaLight !! "

" Hwalight is more of my type "

" HwaLight is really handsome and takes good pictures of Y/N. But DaLight is so cute!! "

" I bought fan made merchandise of Y/N from DaLight and met up with him around XXX. He was so polite and kind, I think my heart stopped beating... "

" HwaLight is so mysterious. But I still prefer him. "

Seonghwa went on to another website and decided to stalk the new boy and his photography skills. He was fairly impressed with how creative and cute the concept of his website is but the shots? He still preferred his own.

Letting the new blood off, he clicked the X button and turned off his laptop.

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couchpotatoaniki · 3 years

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Baby

Being a first-time parent isn’t so easy. Thank goodness you don’t have to go through it alone.

Pairing: Dad!Yunho x Mum!Reader Genre: Domestic AU, M E G A F L U F F Warnings: cruddy fake fairytales, mentions of labour, mentions of a C-section Word count: 1.1k+

“Milk,” Yunho mumbled, darkness of the kitchen slowly lulling him back to sleep despite him standing up. “Where’s the milk?”

Operating on a half-asleep brain was not good, especially when it had been sleep deprived for many nights prior. Thank god he was on paternity leave otherwise he wouldn’t be able to function at all at work tomorrow.

The baby had woken up once again for the second time that night--the first for a nappy change, and now for some food. You were about to go get one of the bottles you had filled with pre-pumped breast milk, but Yunho stopped you.

Already saw how it was difficult for you to move that much after the birth of your gorgeous child; unfortunately, the umbilical cord was wrapped around its neck so an emergency C-section had to be carried out, leaving you with stiches that could easily get infected if you didn’t take care of it properly.

Even then, being pregnant and in labour sounded (and looked) painful enough, so Yunho had already decided to help you in any way that he could before and after you had delivered.

His hand had rummaged around the fridge until tightening around the cold bottle. Too cold for the baby, so he hat to heat it up in the bottle warmer so that it was just right.

Sighing, he walked towards you, trying to quieten the crying baby in your arms as you swayed sleepily side to side. You hated hearing it cry, the noise ringing in your ears, making it hard to focus.

Motherly instincts kicked in during pregnancy; you and Yunho were doing some daily shopping when you heard a toddler crying loudly, its wails making you want to curl up in a ball and cover your ears to that it would stop ringing in your ears.

Apparently it was normal to have such a reaction--Yunho told you, since he did quiet a bit of research, not just from books, but both of your mothers.

Your husband took the baby from your hands--with some difficultly since you held on a little tight, not wanting your crying baby out of the protection of your arms, but ultimately handed it over since you knew Yunho was going to take care of him.

“Shhh, baby,” he cooed at his newborn, smiling faintly at the warmth erupting through his chest. Eagerly taking the rubber nipple in its mouth, the child began to suckle out the warm milk.

“How did I get so luck with you?” You said, head resting on one of his broad shoulders as he swayed ever so gently, slowly lulling not just the small being, but you as well, to sleep.

He rested his head on top of yours, feeling his lids droop a little. “Question is,” he yawned, “how on earth did I get lucky with you?”

Hearing no response from you, he looked to your face, only to find you sleeping peacefully with a content smile and relaxed features. Really not wanting to move away from you, he held the baby close to him with one hand and moved you slowly back down to your pillow with the other.

Waiting for the child to have its fill, Yunho began telling it a little story.

“Once upon a time, there was a handsome prince. He loved to dance and play, but no one would because he was a Prince. But one day, the young Prince didn’t want to be a prince anymore, since everyone was looking at him and he had too many responsibilities. So what did he do?”

The child unlatched its mouth to gargle gibberish at him before going back to feeding.

“That’s right. He ran away, deep into the forest where no one would find him again. But what he didn’t know, was that there was a beautiful girl who lived in the middle of the woods. And the girl was known as the Woodland Maiden.”

The baby spoke gibberish once more, making its father giggle.

“I know, it is a very fancy name. But that was what she was called. The Woodland Maiden had seen the fear in the Prince’s eye, and asked if there was anything she could do to help. The Prince only asked for one thing: her presence.

“For some reason, the young Prince felt comforted by the Maiden, wanting her to stay with him for as long as she could. So she stayed and looked after him, finding that she too enjoyed being with him. But she knew that the Prince had to go back to his own kingdom and take on the responsibilities of a prince.

“Eventually she convinced him to return back to the castle, promising to one day meet again. But the Prince didn’t want to meet ‘one day’. He wanted to meet her every day. He wanted to wake up to her face every morning, and be the last thing she sees when she goes to sleep.

“The Prince loved her very much, and when he realised that, he asked for her to join him in the castle. Conflicted by her need to be in the woods, she didn’t know what to say. That was until the Prince told her that she could visit any time she liked, for however long she liked.

“Ecstatic, she agreed to his offer immediately, glad that she could still be with the person she loved and still have her freedom. Soon after, the two got married, and had a wonderful child, who grew up to be an amazing person itself.”

Seeing how the child in his arms had fallen asleep during the story, Yunho chuckled and kissed it on its forehead, whispering, “the end...”

Placed the product of your love between the two of you, as he lay back down on his side, wrapping the three of you under the thick covers of your bed.

His hand lay to rest on your waist, the shirt ridden up to expose your tummy of scars and stretch marks.

You thought they were ugly. He thought they were beautiful.

Fingertips traced over each one he could feel, rubbing the skin occasionally because he loved how it felt beneath his palms. Planting a kiss on your cheek, he used his other hand to brush away the strands of hair sticking out of your bun and into your face.

Surreal, how you looked while you slept. Like he could gaze at you all night if he was not so tired himself.

Pulling his hand from your tummy, he rested it on his sleeping baby, only to feel yours underneath his--protecting it even when you were unconscious.

Grinning to himself, he though to himself how he really was lucky to have his Woodland Maiden and your baby with him.

#ateez #ateez senarios #ateez imagines #yunho imagines #yunho fanfic #yunho x reader #yunho #jeong yunho #fluff #domestic au #new parents #dad!yunho #baby #tw labour and c-section #yunnho is best dad

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strawberryadegames · 3 years

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If you see this please spread the word !!!

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atinyarmyzen · 3 years

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what kind of bf I think they are ➷ kim hongjoong

boyfriend!ateez series ➷ kim hongjoong

warnings: contains NSFW content

a/n: back on my bs and decided to start an bf ateez series, here’s our mighty but tiny leader joongie

- I’m almost scared to do this one

- I can’t explain my love for this man

- looking at his face gives me serotonin

- so we have a scorpio here

- explains his magnetic personality

- it’s lowkey hard not to simp

- has insane duality

- smolest, softest little bean

- also a DEMON

- okay so

- I think he is an intense lover

- very seductive and also deep

- when he loves someone they become his muse

- his whole world is inspired by them

- may write songs about you and you have no idea bc he is also secretive

- doesn’t want you to know how much he cares

- but holy hell if ANYONE fucks with you

- he will unalive them immediately

- even if you think he doesn’t care about you that way

- like overall he’s a super gentle, sweet person

- but if he ever saw some guy making you uncomfortable

- you would think he was capable of murder

- kinda hot

- anyway

- very good at communicating the way he feels

- probably channels a lot of it into his music

- we stan an emotionally intelligent king

- also has a scorpio venus so he can be a bit jealous

- does not like to share

- might get a tad possessive at times so you might have to check him

- but I feel like he chugs respect women juice so yeah

- conversations are very lively

- very goofy and likes to laugh

- but also can talk about all aspects of life very deeply

- definitely the type to have 6 hour long conversations that go into the early hours of the morning

- you’re just lying together talking about life until you see the sun peeking over the horizon before you finally pass out

- however could be somewhat if an erratic communicator

- like might send you 3746284 texts one day and be MIA the next

- also the fact that he’s so busy doesn’t help

- needs someone who understands and can support who he wants to be

- needs someone to look after him bc he doesn’t know when to stop working

- would melt if you brought him food or a drink at the studio

- lots of nights visiting him in the studio, and him smiling at you falling asleep on him

- now, I feel that there is a lot of debate around this

- but I feel like he doms

- I mean I know he’s tiny

- but like

- monster cock energy

- like the facial expressions he makes on stage makes him look like he will eat you alive

- and he probably will

- wouldn’t be surprised if he was into torturing his partner a little

- like orgasm denial for hours until you’re crying

- then overstimulating you until you’re crying

- then providing A+ aftercare

- I just feel like he really knows how to take care of his partners especially when he’s rough on them

- after you’re done and you’re just a limp mess, he’ll carry you to the bath and have you sit in front of him between his legs

- washes your hair and body gently, telling you how good you were for him

- kisses any marks that were left on you

- dresses you in his comfy clothes and holds you while you pass out in a totally satisfied bliss

- wow this was very long bc I’m obsessed with him

- anyway stan ateez for clear skin

#hongjoong x reader #kim hongjoong #hongjoong headcanons #hongjoong fluff #hongjoong smut #hongjoong au #ateez hongjoong #boyfriend!hongjoong #ateez fluff #ateez smut #ateez headcanons #ateez senarios #boyfriend!ateez #ateez x reader #ateez as boyfriends

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stay-tinystars · 3 years

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[6:34pm]

Seonghwa boyfriend x reader. ft OT8

Angsty, Fluff, slice of life, silly drabble

Word count: 461

Warnings: arguments, yelling.

A/N: it's Seonghwas Birthday! So I wrote this silly crazy drabble. I love Star Wars (hence my main page being @rebelspy ). So I wrote this based on a real life scenario that happened at my house. Lol. Enjoy!

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"How could you! How could you all do this to me!" You heard your boyfriend yell as he slammed the front door. You looked around at the 7 men in the room with you, you'd all been caught red handed.

"It's not what it looks like" you said standing from your place on the couch, blanket falling off your lap.

"I can't believe you! How can you say it's not what it looks like! Hongjoong texted me and told me what was happening!" Seonghwa bellowed as he walked into the living room, he looked so betrayed. You looked at Hongjoong who just smirked at the scene unfolding before him.

"You weren't supposed to be home for another hour." Your voice soft, as your eyes went back to Seonghwa.

"I can't believe you started without me, you said we'd watch it all together!" He pouted plopping down on the empty arm chair, as you paused the movie and set the popcorn on the coffee table.

"Baby, we've all already seen it a thousand times." You whined.

"Y/N, we are supposed to start our movie marathon tomorrow." Seonghwa whined back.

"I know, but you want to watch it in numerical order. I want to watch it in chronological order. Plus we never decided on if we'd watch Rogue One or not." you defended.

"We all know the correct way is numerical, and Rogue one goes after Solo, and before a New Hope!" He rebuttled.

"If we look at it that way we need to include the Clone Wars Series too!" you yelled.

"Look, can you both calm down? We all know the machete order is the correct order," San said entering from the kitchen with drinks.

"No way! That makes everything confusing!" You said taking a can from San.

"Exactly, things get confusing when you go out of order!" Seonghwa looked between the two of you.

"The order stands as they were released, it makes the most sense." You defended your position.

"You are all hopeless." Mingi stated as he returned from the bathroom. "I told you, Y/N this was a bad idea."

"You guys agreed to start with me, by watching Rogue One" you scoffed as you looked between the guys you started the movie with, most of whom were ignoring the argument happening in front of them.

"I have an idea" Yunho piped up from his spot on the floor.

"That's worrisome" Wooyoung joked from next to you on the couch.

"Shut up Woo. My idea is perfect" Yunho defended.

"Sure" you heard someone mutter.

"Look, how about we finish this movie" Yunho started, as you all started to agree. "And then tomorrow we start a Marvel marathon instead."

And that is how Yunho ended up covered in popcorn.

#ateez imagines #ateez fanfic #atiny #ateez senarios #ateez seonghwa #ateez fluff #ateez angst #ateez slice of life #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa drabbles #ateez drabbles #seonghwa fluff #seonghwa angst #seonghwa imagines #seonghwa scenarios #seonghwa star wars #happy Seonghwa day #seonghwa birthday

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amindofstone · 3 years

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An innocent heart

a/n: To the following little work of mine I would like to say a few words.

I really don´t know why exactly I wrote this or what exactly made me think of it. But the need to forget everything around me. The need to be able to forget all of my worries. The need to just leave everything behind and just walk into the world and enjoy a careless and happy life without the pressure of society and the future with every day passing is growing. What does it truly mean to be happy? I don´t know but I really would like to know. I really would love to know what it feels like wake up and without having to think of all the things that need to be done before chaos breaksout.

This might sound like I am ungrateful and don´t know how to appreciate what I have but trust me when I say that I do. I am thankful for every think god gave me and everything my parents did for me and will do in the future. But still it´s just that I kind of feel suffocated by everything at the moment. But again I am thankful for being able to live a save life without the fear of war, hunger, poverty and illness. I am thankful and so should you. Appreciate the little things in life. Appreciate the things you have as long as you have them before it´s to late and sorrow and regret take over your hearts and minds.

Genre: Kpop imagine?

Rating: Fluff? Romance?

Words: 369

Pairings: Kim Hongjong x reader (gender neutral)

Info: I apologize for grammar or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I am still trying to improve in every aspect. Please have mercy on that. Thank you.

!!! Please do not steal my idea or work. Ask me if this is shared or published in any other way or platform. Please respect me and my work. Translating my work is not allowed. Please respect my decision as the author. Picture is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner. Thank you. !!!

With an innocent heart I walked through life finding beauty in the most simple things.

With a smile as genuine as the one a child gives their mother I walked through the path fate prepared for me.

With an innocent curiosity and the dream to see as much from the world as I could I sometimes let myself get lead on different paths by my companion called best friend.

With an innocent laughter and a raging wish I let her pull me from one place to another, not knowing that it would cause me to bump into him.

Not knowing what would happen I apologized and pulled him along and called him friend.

With an innocent heart and the mindset to spread joy and laughter I held his hand.

I held his hand.

Held him close.

I watched him smile and watched him cry thinking it was me who had the lead in life.

Thinking it was me who choose the place to go when in reality it was him who held my hand and showed me not only the world and the beauty of life. But also the beauty of the purest essence called love.

I wonder.

I wonder when he took my feather in his hand and wrote his name at the center of my heart. I wonder when he opened the gates to the throne hall to take a seat on the throne called heart. I wonder when he called for me to enter a place I used to call mine. I wonder when he placed me in his arms to keep us warm.

I wonder if he wants to stay for as long as eternity exists.

I wonder if meeting him was fate or just a gift. A gift by life so I could learn all its beauty no matter if it was day or night.

I wonder and think until he come and approaches me again and says “Stop thinking and close your eyes and focus on the story the world tells us. And when it´s done look at me because then I will be telling you the story of a man that fell in love with the purest soul the world ever held.”

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kisshwa · 27 days

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could you do texts of the reader thirsting after bf!ateez? i think you would make it super funny too!!

ATEEZ as BFS

and their thirsty s/o

pairing: bf!ateez x reader

warnings: strong language, sewerslide joke, sexual comments, reader is not (necessarily) healthy minded

notes: i think reader’s responses are valid but maybe that’s just me :p

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simp-for-all-genders · 3 years

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ATEEZ ASS OR TIDDIE GUYS

this is my own personal opinion if you don't agree that's okay I was just having fun (none of the gifs belong to me credit to owners)

Seonghwa

Ass- I feel like he would like to grope your ass 24/7 no matter where you are he will mostly do it in public to tease you

Hongjoong

Tiddies- he would love to cuddle up next to you and have his head on your tiddies as pillows and kiss them lightly

Yunho

Tiddies- this mans a tiddies man though and though he loves the shape and size of them when he has the chance he will grope them from behind you HE JUST LIKES TIDDIES

Yeosang

Tiddies- I feel like he would love your tiddies he would be on them 24/7 when he's with you by yourselves either using them as pillows, Groping them to tease you, Or just playing with them cause he's bored

San

Ass- you can't tell me that he isn't an ass man I mean look at him he screams ass man is you think differently please tell me why. He would spank you out of nowhere and whisper in your ear dirty things or just tell you he loves you

Mingi

He likes both equally- this boy loves your body so much he can’t pick his favorite part of you (also please pray for mingi🌸)

Wooyoung

Ass- I just think about how he asked his members is they were going to spank him so I thought ASS MAN if feel like he could also like tiddies but he likes ass more I rest my case

Jongho

Tiddies-hes a tiddies man he loves your chest he will mostly use them as pillows and when hugging you he will hide his face in them I can not think of any reason why he wouldn't be a tiddies man but if you think the opposite please tell me

#ateez reactions #ateez imagines #ateez senarios #ateez smut #Ateez fluff #kpop #kpop smut #Kpop fluff #ateez seonghwa #ateez hongjoong #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #pray for mingi

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yeosangs-horizon · 4 years

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[0:30] -> Butterflies

You let your fingers swipe through your phone as you sat side by side with your new lover Yeosang. It had just been a couple days after the two of you had gotten together and neither of you were the clingy or touchy kind. Sure you guys have shared kisses with each other already but there wasn’t much physical affection and you knew deep down you craved it.

Setting your device down, your eyes shifted over to his form, looking at the messages written on FanCafe from his adoring fans. You are so lucky to have him, you thought. You felt the butterflies bubble up in your stomach again like how it first felt when you realized you were in love with him.

Making a bold move, you scooted closer and interlaced your arm with his, longing to feel his touch. You had never done this before, mainly because you were afraid of being pushed away like with your other exs. It took him off guard before he put his phone down and turned his attention towards you.

“Hello cutie,” he mumbled, cheeks flushing a bit as he was still trying to get used to being affectionate. He let his arm pull you in closer by your shoulder as you made yourself at home in the crook of his neck. His enticing scent lulls you closer to comfort as your irrational fears drifted off. You let your fingers slowly intertwine with his as he placed a soft kiss on the side of your head.

Your heart raced as you realized it was the first time you’re cuddling with him. You turned your head as you placed your lips on his softly. He reciprocated, melting into the shared kiss. He tightened his grasp around you, as if protecting you as you pulled away and started placing kisses that trailed down to his neck.

Leaning back into his arms, you gently placed kisses around his neck before burying your face out of embarrassment. He smiled, his face also tinted with pink before whispering, “It’s okay (Y/N), you can continue, it feels nice.”

Your lips curled into a smile before you lifted yourself out of hiding and replied, “You like neck kisses too? I thought it was just me.”

“Well in that case,” he let out a small giggle before attacking your neck with loving little kisses. Maybe affection wasn’t so bad after all, especially if it was with Yeosang.

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dear-ateez · 4 years

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San with his head stuck in a chair: Now, you may be wondering, “San Hyung, how did this happen?”

San: Well, San has no fucking clue either...

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lovely-ateez · 3 years

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Cold Ice & Warm Hearts~

ꕥPosted: 12/24/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Christmas Imagine, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Jongho

ꕥWord Count: 1.8k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I’ve been watching a shit ton of ice skating videos lately so this is the result lol

Ice skating was my favorite part of the holiday season without a doubt. I was always able to skate more around December since I had a month off from college, which was fantastic. Not to mention that more people would skate than usual, meaning the more people I could teach to skate, feeling pride swell in my chest as I saw them improve.

I was recently gifted a pair of beautiful white ice skates by one of my friends as an early Christmas present. Although the holiday was right around the corner, she said she just couldn’t wait to give them to me, knowing how much I needed new skates.

“You’re completely wearing out your old ones,” She told me, “These will treat you much better.”

Although I very much loved my old pair, I had to admit she had a point. The laces were tearing and the soles were wearing down, making it very difficult to skate without having to stop and adjust them every few seconds.

Tonight I was walking to the outdoor skating rink only a few blocks from my apartment. I lived in a relatively busy city so I expected many people to be there, but I never minded that. It made me happy to see so many enjoying it.

As I walked with my ice skates, my mind wandered. It had been a few months since I last skated and I had been dying to get back. I was slightly nervous; however. I always was if I hadn’t skated in a while. Part of me worried that I would fall as often as I did when I began or forget how to skate all together.

I sat on the benches next to the rink to put my skates on when a deep, attractive laugh caught my attention. I turned my head to the right of the rink, observing the young man it came from. He was about average height and had one of the most endearing smiles I had ever seen. His dark brown hair swayed in the wind as he slightly picked up speed. His long, tan jacket looked warm and for a brief moment I had to refrain myself from thinking about how it would feel to cuddle up next to him.

He was surrounded by four other men, some obviously more skilled than others, but he, himself, wasn’t bad at all. He could skate relatively well and I wondered if he grew up skating like I did. Or maybe he was a natural talent?

His build was strong. I could tell that even with the several layers he was wearing. He certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes, to say the least.

One of the men near him stumbled and fell, the others laughing while the man wearing the tan jacket helped him up, a slight smile on his face but still expressing concern.

He seems kind.

I shook myself from my thoughts and tied the soft white laces of my skates. There were more people on the rink than I expected and it made me smile. Maybe some would find passion in it like I did.

I stepped out on the ice and made several strides, feeling silly for being nervous before. Ice skating was so ingrained in me that I had no reason to be. I moved to the rhythm of the Christmas music playing overhead and felt the world fading away. My worries, fears, stressors—all of it—melted from me as I made laps around the rink, occasionally adding a spin or two.

I was only slightly aware of the people looking in my direction and the gasps in awe being directed towards me. Because honestly, it didn’t matter. I never cared much for the compliments. Sure they were nice, but I skated for myself. To improve myself, not to impress others. Although, perhaps tonight I had a motive to impress a certain man. Only perhaps.

I slowed down to look at the sky above me. The lights surrounding the rink only a slight distraction from the twinkling stars.

How gorgeous.

Smiling to myself I leisurely spun around, eyes still locked on the sky. I didn’t need to constantly look at the ice to keep my balance. It took some practice, but it became second nature to keep my balance no matter where I was looking.

“Miss?”

The slight disappointment I had from being interrupted only lasted for a few seconds until I saw the man I had been admiring in front of me. I blinked a few times, his handsome features up close catching me off guard.

“Yes?”

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where did you learn to skate like that?”

A wide smile spread across my face at his question, “I grew up skating. I practiced nearly every weekend.”

He nodded, “That’s impressive. Think you could teach me?”

“Teach you what exactly? You seem to have a good grasp on skating already.”

He chuckled and looked down, confidence faltering for only a moment, his gummy smile emerging, “Okay if I’m being honest, that was my best attempt to ask if you’d like to skate with me.”

I raised a brow and looked over to his friends who were giggling in our direction until they were caught off guard by my gaze, quickly averting their eyes.

“Do your friends have anything to do with this?”

“I mean, I suppose a little. I wanted to approach you so they encouraged me. It wasn’t a dare or anything like that if you were wondering.”

“That’s cute of them.” I cocked my head for a moment, “I don’t mind, but are you sure you can keep up? I can’t promise I’ll slow down for you.”

“I can certainly try.”

I nodded and skated off, not waiting for him to join by my side, but knowing he would, and he eventually did.

“So,” I began, “May I have your name?”

“That would probably be useful information, yes.” He laughed, “I’m Jongho. What’s yours?”

I introduced myself and he nodded, a slight smile still on his face.

“You’re really attractive, you know that?”

He flushed, “Wow. Are you always this blunt?”

“Usually,” I shrugged.

“I admire that. I am too, most of the time.”

“Yeah?” I skated slightly ahead of him, turning around and skating backwards, still facing him, “You give off the vibe that you would be.”

His eyes became playful, “What other vibes do I give off?”

“Hmm. You look strong, so maybe you work in construction? Or some other profession that requires physical strength,” I raised my hand to my chin, “Also, I feel like you play an instrument. Maybe you sing? Either way I think you’re musically inclined.”

“You’re wrong with the profession. I’m a college student but I’m on a dance team so it requires strength. Plus I just like working out. You were right about the singing, though. It’s a hobby of mine.”

Jongho once again smiled, but it quickly disappeared and his eyes widened. He reached out towards me grabbing my arms and pulling me close.

“What are you-”

A little girl skated past us at a fast speed, right where I had been before.

My heart was racing, almost to the point of not being able to form words, but I had to thank him, “Oh my gosh thank you.”

“Hey it’s no problem.”

I noticed how close we were, my hands placed on his chest with his arms locked on my back. All at once I felt as if my breath had been taken from me as I looked into his dark eyes. I felt myself being drawn to him, unknowingly leaning in closer.

And then he let me go, skating away from me, “Are you gonna catch up?”

I brought my hands to my cheeks, feeling their heat before shaking it off and skating next to him.

Jongho looked in my direction when I reached his side, “Your cheeks are awfully pink, darling. Are you feeling cold?”

His cocky voice and the pet name caught me off guard and I looked anywhere but him, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Oh don’t get shy now. What happened to the blunt and confident girl I met earlier?”

“She’s blushing right now. And feeling nervous because she thought you were going to kiss her.”

He titled his head, “Did she want that happen?”

“She might have...” I bit my bottom lip and nodded, “She did.”

“Well you’ve gotta take me out to dinner first.” He laughed, “But, I might make an exception for you. On one condition.”

“Which is?”

I noticed he stopped skating and I stopped as well, curious as to what he might want.

“I want to go on a date with you.”

I narrowed my eyes, “You aren’t a player, are you?”

“No, not at all!” Jongho raised his hands in defense, “I just think you’re really beautiful and I’d like to get to know you better.”

I giggled at the compliment, feeling shy, “In that case, I agree to all terms and conditions.”

“Come here, then.”

I skated slightly closer to him, placing my hands on his warm cheeks as I felt his hands rest on my hips.

“I haven’t kissed anyone in a hot minute.” I confessed.

“That makes two of us,” Were his last words as he placed his lips on mine. His lips felt so warm and inviting and only until that moment did I realize how badly I had wanted to kiss him. I pulled him closer to me and kissed him harder, leaving me breathless. Too soon we pulled apart, eyes finding the other’s.

Jongho’s gummy smile appeared and I felt my heart skip. The cheer of several men brought me back to my surroundings.

“Yeah,” Jongho rubbed his neck, looking in their direction, “They’re a bit crazy but you get used to them.”

“I’d like to.”

His eyes warmed and he took my by the hand, “So when are you free? I know a great restaurant that just opened up a week ago. We’ll have to hurry though, Christmas is right around the corner and I’m sure we won’t be able to get in for the next few days.”

“Oh yeah? How about this Friday?”

“Perfect.”

“What’s your favorite flower?”

I furrowed my brows, “Why?”

“Well if you think that I’m going to show up at your place without bringing you flowers, you’re sadly mistaken.”

I bit my lip again and looked down at the ice, “I tend to like peonys.”

“Noted.”

We exchanged numbers and said goodbye far too early for my liking, but his friends began to complain about being hungry, and he caved.

Watching Jongho walk away I decided to head back home. Originally I planned on skating for a while after, but I couldn't seem to concentrate with all the butterflies in my stomach.

Not even halfway back to my apartment I received a text from Jongho, making me smile.

‘Don’t forget our date!’ He wrote.

‘I’ll be looking forward to it :)’

The butterflies in my stomach returned. Feeling childish with these new emotions, I skipped the rest of the way home with a smile on my face. All but holding my breath for the next time I would see him.

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