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fairyofjaeyun · 11 months

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c b g ➳ hotel room ꕤ

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[warning] femdaddy kink, light feminization (gyu wearing fishnets), filming, spanking, degrading, doll pet name, begging, rimming, fingering (male receiving), pegging, bulge kink, fake cum, breeding kink (male receiving), use of they/them pronouns for reader (once), pwp

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in the hotel room, beomgyu was propped up onto his elbows and knees, his ass facing the large ring light and camera. his tan skin was smooth; waxed to perfection. his spread, pink fishnet-cladded legs showed off his puckering brown hole, along with his wet tip that peeked below his balls.

you hit record and walk towards him, the bed dipping as you sit beside him. you lightly run your nails along his cheeks, experimentally, and beomgyu whimpers, his body shivering form your light scratching. “look at you, already so sensitive.” you giggle, making him pout. “I know, sweetie. don’t worry, daddy will take care of you.”

beomgyu peers at you over his shoulder, his lips still pouting. “daddy’s gonna fill me up with their cum, right?” he teases you by backing up towards you and wiggling his ass, only to jerk and yelp when his cheek is struck with your hand.

you chuckle, rubbing his irritated skin, “of course, my doll. and you’re gonna be a good slut and take what daddy gives you, right?”

he nods, his waved hair bouncing ever so slightly.

“right?” you repeat, squeezing his ass tight and letting your nails dig into his skin.

beomgyu cries out and hisses, letting his arms collapse beneath him, “yes, daddy! I can take it.”

you bend down and give him a kiss on the peak of his shoulder, your lip color printing on his skin. “there you go,” you say and go back to the lower half of his body. his back now deeply arched, practically presenting his ass to you.

you let your hands wander around his cheeks, groping and squeezing at every little flab of flesh you could find. beomgyu leaned into your touch, his body beginning to shiver as your hands traveled lower towards his poor dick that was so hard and contained by the pretty pink tights. he whines loudly when he feels your fingers run down his balls all to the way to his tip, his dick twitching and precum dripping beneath him.

“please, daddy, please…” he whines oh so softly, shifting his body as more precum comes out of his slit. he looks over his shoulder once he hears your laugh, watching your hands reattach themselves to his ass. then, while facing the camera, you bring your head next to him and slowly lick his ass cheek.

beomgyu gasps because it feels unexpectedly good, despite it just being you teasing him. your other hand is still squeezing him, your nails occasionally pressing into him. then suddenly your finger begins prodding at his hole through the fishnets, causing him to moan and bite his lip.

“such a needy little thing,” you start, almost in a trance as you watch his hole flutter beneath your finger, “so desperate to be filled.” gently, you start adding pressure, the tip of your finger slowly entering him. the raw stretch oddly making his stomach flare up.

without a second thought, you rip open his tights, now giving yourself full access to his hole. beomgyu couldn’t try to hold back his excitement as he moans and dips his head back down between his shoulders. “oh, you like that?” you turn towards him, “such a slutty little doll.” you spank him and he jerks, another lewd noise escaping his lips.

you move behind him, in between his legs, positioning yourself for the camera in front of the bed while gazing into the second one propped up beside the bed. you give a quick peck to his upper thigh, leaving another faint lipstick stain before licking his asshole. you could feel him melt from your tongue as he lets out a drawn “oh,” his hole puckering from the attention.

“yes, daddy! your tongue feels so good,” beomgyu groans as you lick him again, trying desperately not to wrap his hand around his cock. he was trying so hard to be good so you could fuck him how he wanted you to.

you continue to eat him out while running your hands up and down his legs. his skin feels so hot. you licked and fucked his hole with your tongue until he started squirming and loudly pleading to you, “please, daddy! I need you inside of me, please! I’ve been good, I’ve been good!”

you pull away from him with a smack of your lips and see the sheen of spit that now coating and dripping down his hole. he was more than ready now. “alright, baby. daddy will stretch you out now.”

you grab the lube that was on the corner of the bed as beomgyu repeated endless lines of “thank you”s. you flip open the cap and pour a generous amount on his asshole, which clenches from the cool temperature of the liquid, then coat your fingers with the same amount. you start with two fingers, letting them gradually be swallowed by his walls before pumping them in and out at a decent pace.

beomgyu is nothing but loud as you prep him and add a third finger that slides inside him with ease. “fuck, please,” he whimpers when you hit his prostate, feeling his orgasm building up as his whole body flushes.

you remove your fingers immediately, “no, you’re not cumming yet.” he whines in protest but doesn’t dare to open his mouth knowing that you were going to fuck him.

he had to look back and see you put on your strap. you attached the new dildo, just as he hoped. the big, veiny one (about 9 inches in length and over 2 inches in girth) that could squirt fake cum inside of him and will probably leave him sore for days. he clenches his asshole in excitement as he waits anxiously for it to be inside of him, and as soon as it’s secured around your hips, he takes both of his hands and spreads himself open for you.

“good doll, so eager to take daddy’s dick,” you said, admired by beomgyu’s slutty behavior. you line the head of the dildo to his hole, playfully rubbing it around his rim to get a desperate noise out of him.

“tell me how much you want it,” you ordered him, locking your fingers into his long hair. beomgyu whimpers from your nails scratching him and your fingering tugging on his scalp. he starts stammering, failed words turning into hushed gasps as you leaned your strap closer to his entrance; his mind corrupted with thoughts of you fucking him.

“I-I need it so bad, daddy. I wanna feel it stretching my tight little hole and my little tummy until they’re filled up with cum and it’s leaking out of me. please!” beomgyu ends his pleads with an empty sob as you finally push the tip inside of him. a smirk tugs your lips as you enter him in a painfully slow pace.

“that’s it,” you mutter as you watch him bottom out with ease, your core heating up at the fact that you’d be able to replay his hole stretching around you whenever you edit the video, however many times as you please.

he moans loudly when he feels the fake balls near his rim, instinctively arching back for more of you even though it was impossible for you to push even further. then he cries out, “oh!” his hand flies towards his belly, “I-I feel…” his brains practically melts to mush as he feels the bulge of his belly, whatever words he wanted to spit on completely evaporated from his consciousness.

“aww, you feel it stretching your tummy, baby? you feeling okay?” you check up on him, peering over his shoulder to look at his face. from what you could see beneath his long locks, he was already pretty fucked out—lips swollen, eyelids heavy, hair messy. you move a section of hair away from his eye and he looks at you with begging eyes.

“I’m okay. please keep going.”

and so you started thrusting into him. you start at slow but rough pace, letting him get used to the new length but not teasing him any longer. beomgyu didn’t hold back with his lewd noises, as always, giving you a wonderful variety of moans, groans, and whimpers as you picked up the pace.

“you’re such a good boy, gyu,” you said between your own moans, unable to resist them when the base of dildo rubs against your clit. you spank him hard, and he nearly screams as you both feel your skin sting and bloom an irritated red.

“o-only for you, d-daddy,” he slurs, eyes rolling back as his body heats up and his cock bobs between his legs, “c-can I…?”

“go ahead, doll,” you tell him as you grab his hips roughly, “cum for daddy.” and you quickly squeeze the balls of the dildo and faux cum shoots inside beomgyu alongside his own cum that spurts out of his cock onto the bed and the inside of his thighs with a pretty sob coming from his wet lips.

after letting him calm down from his orgasm you grab the camera beside the bed and hold it over his ass to capture you taking your strap out of him with your other hand spreading him open. fake cum instantly drips out of his ruined hole as you empty him, leaving him gaping and clenching around nothing as he whines.

“good boy,” you nearly whisper, then shut the camera off and crawl next to beomgyu. his eyes were shut and his breathes were long and deep in and out of his nose as he started to drift off. you attempted to fix his fluffy hair, but some strands stubbornly fell back into their unassigned part.

you then hear beomgyu mumble something beneath his breath, his volume and his pouting making you unable to comprehend it. “I��m sorry?”

“hold me,” he said gently. he was moments away from falling asleep.

“of course,” you whispered—how could you say no? you scooted next to him so you lay down, then lifted him into your arms, resting his head onto your chest. he moaned softly when he got comfortable and let his body rest against you, falling asleep almost immediately after you started rubbing his back with your fingers.

you yourself weren’t tired, but it didn’t matter. you just smiled to yourself at the thought of watching yourself trace figures on his soft back from the other camera.

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beom1e · 8 months

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jerk! reunion from hell

you and your friends had started a band in your teen years, as you all shared a deep love for music. as serious as you wanted to be about the band, you put your education first and moved away during the summer after graduation. years later, you were expecting a warm welcome back from your childhood friends.

pairing choi beomgyu x fem! reader

genre angst, humour, fluff, childhood best friend! yeonjun, enemies to lovers, band! txt

warning cursing, bickering, alcohol

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‘yeonjun!?’ your voice echoed throughout the hallway. you let the large glass door close softly behind you, before you began lugging your suitcase down the unnecessarily long hallway lined with floor-to-ceiling windows. ‘is anybody home!?’

clearly, the boys were no longer spending day and night in soobin’s garage hoping to make it big. by the looks of things, their musical talent had actually paid off and gotten them somewhere. still, your confusion began to grow as you approached the only door that seemed to be in the stupidly-long and pointless hallway. you’d gotten the address from kai’s sister after explaining that you were planning on surprising them, but now you were rethinking it. maybe you’d just broken into a stranger’s home, or maybe the boys weren’t around and you’d just have to try again later.

you reached for the handle with shaky hands and pushed open the door. five heads whipped around to get a look at the intruder, and a million thoughts began to cloud your mind.

weren’t they happy to see you? they didn’t look happy. nobody was excitedly jumping around or running to hug you like they had the last time you’d visited, two years ago. they were all staring blankly at you as if you were a stranger. had they forgotten who you were? was the fame that brought along the riches too great that they’d already forgotten who had been there from the beginning? it was just five pairs of eyes staring you down and… wait, five?

‘are you some crazed fan?’ the unfamiliar face spoke, somehow snapping your friends out of their daze.

‘uhm no, i’m—’ you began, narrowing your eyes in annoyance.

‘she’s y/n,’ kai interrupted. ‘that’s y/n.’

‘oh, y/n,’ the new, fifth boy placed his guitar down and began to walk towards you. ‘i’m beomgyu, your replacement.’

‘my what?’ you grimaced. ‘what’s that supposed to mean?’

‘y/n, can i talk to you outside?’ yeonjun came speeding towards you, grabbed your arm and then brought you back into the headache-inducing hallway. ‘i’m sorry, we had no idea that you were coming.’

‘well, yeah, that was the whole point,’ you scoffed. ‘and who the fuck is beomgyu?’

‘he plays the guitar for us now,’ he audibly gulped. ‘and he sings, too. writes… produces… all that fun stuff.’

‘so… what?’ you pursed your lips. ‘i leave and you go and find my replacement? and you just never thought to tell me that there was a new member of the band you and i set up?’

‘we wanted to,’ he sighed. ‘it’s just been a very busy year. we’ve had signings and concerts and then we bought this place, and our album sales have just been—’

‘wait, wait, wait, slow down,’ you waved your hands out in front of you to cut yeonjun off. ‘he’s been here for a year? and you couldn’t think to shoot me a text or give me a call?’

‘like i said, we’ve been busy,’ he defended.

‘that’s bullshit,’ you folded your arms across your chest and gave yeonjun your nastiest stare. ‘so i guess now i better go back home and get caught up on your discography? should i just go buy a t-shirt with that asshole’s face on it and beg him to sign it for me since i’m merely an outsider now?’

‘woah, there,’ beomgyu forced his way into the conversation, after standing around and listening for way too long. he had his hands placed in his pockets and one foot resting back against the wall just beside the door. ‘what have i ever done to you, y/n? except turn your awful music into something that doesn’t make people’s ears bleed?’

‘excuse me?’ you practically growled.

‘beomgyu, don’t,’ yeonjun exhaled.

‘oh, she doesn’t know yet?’ clearly, he found the whole situation amusing. he was almost giggling away to himself.

‘what don’t i know?’ you raised a brow. ‘tell me, jun.’

‘just that beomgyu tweaked your songs before official release and they did better than they had before,’ the words felt like a stab to the heart. ‘but you’re not to blame, i mean you were like seventeen last time you wrote a song for us.’

‘i’m leaving,’ you felt your eyes water and your voice grow weaker. ‘i don’t belong here anymore… obviously.’

walking out of their very nice house was the first of your mistakes. you had just enough money to book a room at a cheap hotel, but not enough for a decently good meal. you ignored the calls from yeonjun and soobin, and sat down on your creaky hotel bed with your laptop to do some research. what you found only seemed to break your heart worse than the initial shock had.

beomgyu had been added over a year ago now. they made an announcement to the public and hundreds of teenage girls gushed over his good looks under their posts. then they released their first hit, a song you had originally written for them. of course, your name was listed in the credits section for participating in the lyrics, but they failed to mention you anywhere else on their social media profiles. they advertised themselves as ‘tomorrow by together’, but shortened it to ‘txt’ in most cases. it was a band of five men, like you had never even existed. their career kicked off very quickly and they began to sell albums in the millions, with their follower count increasing by hundreds of thousands every day. profit came fast, and they all moved out of their family homes to live together in the modern — slightly ugly in your opinion — house you’d visited.

you cried yourself to sleep shortly after, feeling utterly sorry for yourself. it hurt more knowing that your friends had been behind the whole thing, and your lack of credit in their band was nothing when compared with the betrayal.

after a cheap breakfast the next day, you took a cab to your local bus station and found a seat outside the building. there were calls missed and messages left unread on your phone, but you couldn’t bring yourself to respond.

it was humiliating. you’d travelled hours alone to see the boys you had grown up with in hopes that they would happily welcome you back into your hometown. instead, they had started a new life that you weren’t a part of. they’d replaced you, given your songs away and moved into a new place without ever informing you.

with your headphones in and your gaze turned to the floor, you failed to notice the two boys trying to hail your attention.

‘seriously, y/n?’ you heard, as your right earphone was ripped out of your ear. it was yeonjun, you could tell without even lifting your eyes.

‘we should just go,’ beomgyu’s voice chimed in from behind yeonjun. your head snapped up at the sound and you turned your gaze towards yeonjun. ‘you’ve wasted my time.’

‘shut it, beomgyu,’ yeonjun warned. ‘y/n, you can’t leave.’

‘why not?’ you snatched the headphone out of his hands. ‘there’s nothing left for me here.’

‘i’m here,’ he reminded. of course. ‘there’s a spare room for you to stay in for however long you want, and i promise we’re going to make it up to you.’

yeonjun was your everything. or he had been, a long time ago. he was the sweet boy that helped you up after you tripped and fell face first into the park’s wood-chip floor. he was older and taller, and cared for you deeply, and despite his popularity throughout his teenage years, he never let anything get in the way of your friendship. it was yours and his idea to start the band, because you loved music just as much as each other. and when you met kai and taehyun, and he befriended soobin, the band just fell into place.

but when puberty struck, your hormones were an indestructible force that made you fall head-over-heels for him. from the way that he sang so beautifully, to the gentle brush of his fingers against yours as he taught you piano. the gentleness of his lyrics, the sound of his laughter, the late nights you spent giggling over lyrics and stories, the way he would put you before anyone and anything else.

your first heartbreak was the night of his prom, when he took an older, more mature girl to the dance. but you tried not to think of your fizzled-out crush anymore, having had a fair share of lovers during your years at university. yeonjun was clueless, and he’d never done a thing to suggest that your friendship was anything more than platonic.

‘no, thank you,’ you turned to face the space in front of you, your eyes squinting naturally from the sun. ‘i don’t need a pity invite back into your lives again.’

‘you’re being way dramatic,’ beomgyu laughed. ‘you were the one that left and hadn’t returned in over two years now.’

‘this has nothing to do with you, you jerk!’ you spun around as you stood, glaring at the man in front of you. ‘i don’t care that you think my friends’ entire success is based off your little editing skills! you’re barely an artist if you think switching a few words in my lyrics suggests that you have any form of talent. the world would be much better off without your constant, snarky little comments!’

‘y/n, let’s go,’ yeonjun grabbed your arm in the same way he had the day before, at his house. with his free hand, he grabbed the handle of your suitcase and began pulling it along. ‘and please don’t cause a scene.’

‘i’m not going,’ you turned yourself into an anchor, using all of your strength to keep yourself grounded. of course, yeonjun was much stronger than you would ever be and easily dragged you along. ‘seriously, yeonjun, stop! there’s no way i’m going back to that house to make awkward small talk with people that i used to know!’

the room was pretty silent. you could hear soobin chewing beside you, and the clinking of metal spoons against ceramic bowls as everybody ate their lunch. then a chair scraping that caught your attention, and beomgyu was standing. he placed his bowl on the counter and kicked the chair back into place, before heading up the stairs into his room.

‘so… y/n,’ kai began. you directed your gaze towards him, as he was sitting directly in front of you. ‘are you moving back home permanently?’

‘i’m not sure,’ you answered simply. ‘i graduate in a month, and then i need to start looking for a job.’

‘are we invited to your graduation?’ taehyun pressed, your head whipping around to face him. ‘is that why you came?’

‘i only have enough tickets to take one of you,’ you sighed. ‘i came because i missed you guys and i missed being here.’

‘who are you going to take?’ soobin asked, shooting you an innocent look.

‘obviously me,’ yeonjun interrupted. ‘who else?’

‘yeah… sorry guys,’ you cleared your throat. ‘i’ve just known yeonjun longer, so it makes sense.’

‘no hard feelings, y/n,’ kai smiled.

‘okay… can somebody show me to my room?’ you dropped your spoon into the bowl, sick of the tense feeling in the room.

beomgyu had been fiddling with his guitar for the past fifteen minutes, as you sat picking at your fingernails. it was just you and him left behind at the house, whilst the other four boys were off running personal errands. you’d claimed the living space first, as you were waiting on yeonjun — who promised to be back by now to take you out for dinner — and beomgyu just seemed to want to annoy you with his presence.

‘you’re playing that wrong, you know,’ you spoke. ‘it’s supposed to be soft.’

‘lovesong, right?’ he asked, still strumming quietly. yes, technically, that was the song he was referring to — the one you had named ‘0x1=lovesong’ — except he was playing it more intensely and more angry than intended. ‘beautiful lyrics, but the demo was way too sappy and boring to release.’

‘excuse me?’ you scoffed. ‘that was my favourite song i ever wrote, and the last song i ever wrote.’

‘i can see why,’ he was smirking. ‘have you listened to the official release? there’s a music video too.’

‘no, obviously,’ rolling your eyes, you tried not to get upset. ‘what did you do to it?’

‘made it angsty,’ he shrugged. ‘you know, like an angry, heartbroken kind of sound. changed the title too, because yours was a little lame. we were actually going to ask you to be a feature in the chorus, but we went with an already established artist instead.’

‘i don’t even want to know,’ you closed your eyes, swallowing the lump in your throat. ‘i already feel sick from this whole situation, and you’re just going out of your way to make me feel worse. i’m going up to my room.’

‘the spare room,’ beomgyu corrected. ‘it’s not your room.’

‘what is your problem?’ you snapped. ‘is it your life’s mission to make me feel terrible? you came in here, took my place and the fame that i could have had, and i’m getting punished for it? why, because you feel threatened?’

‘because i don’t like you, y/n,’ he stood, placing his guitar on the couch and towering over you as you were still sitting on the opposite couch. ‘as i recall, you rudely asked yeonjun who ‘the fuck’ i was, and then proceeded to call me an asshole simply because i joined your friends’ band.’

right, you did do that. but it was a heat of the moment thing, and you didn’t actually mean anything by it. still, he only proved your point with his behaviour following your meeting.

‘you provoked me,’ you defended. ‘asking if i was a crazed fan and introducing yourself as my replacement.’

‘geez, it was a joke,’ he rolled his eyes as he stepped away from you and into the kitchen. ‘but your reaction said a lot.’

‘and then he had the audacity to tell me that it was my reaction that caused him to be a huge jerk to me,’ you groaned, lifting your wine glass to your lips and taking another sip. yeonjun nodded between chews. ‘seriously, i can’t stand to even be in the same room as him.’

‘you’ve only known each other for a day,’ he interjected after swallowing. ‘you need to give him a chance.’

‘no, thank you,’ you placed the glass down rather loudly. ‘there’s no way in hell that i’ll ever get close to him… it’s just going to be a long month before i never have to share a living space with him ever again.’

‘that’s true,’ yeonjun stated, although you could tell he had more to say from the way that he leaned over the perfectly white table cloth between you. ‘but it’s not like he’s going to up and leave for your sake. he’s our friend — my friend — and he’s a vital part of our band— a great guitarist and he has a very unique voice that leaves the fans swooning, plus—!’

‘’jun, please,’ you held your hand up to stop him. ‘talking about him like a used car you’re selling on the facebook marketplace isn’t going to make me like him more. sure, he can play guitar, but does he even have the capacity to feel sympathy?’

yeonjun just laughed out loud, reaching for his glass as he fell back into the comfort of his chair, and you smiled. you’ve missed him.

an hour later, beomgyu stopped strumming upon hearing the sound of your laughter. as the door swung open into the common area, he caught sight of you holding onto yeonjun’s bicep for support.

‘and then he just got up and left— oh, hey, beomgyu,’ you straightened up, letting go. ‘uh, goodnight, yeonjun.’

‘who got up and left?’ beomgyu inquired.

‘oh, it’s hilarious,’ yeonjun grinned. ‘this guy who y/n dated— basically, she rejected him but he would not give up— what?’

you were not impressed, and yeonjun caught on quickly. he waved his hand in the air as a dismissal and turned towards the stairs, wishing beomgyu a short goodnight. you shot the latter a tight-lipped smile and followed yeonjun upstairs.

‘goodnight, y/n,’ yeonjun spoke, turned back to face you with his hand reaching for the handle. you smiled and watched him disappear behind the door, to which your smile grew wider and you silently screamed into your hands.

you would have been skipping had everyone else been awake, but you held yourself back and opted for walking calmly down the hallway to your bedroom. the sleep you had turned out to be a lot more peaceful than you had expected, being able to rest easy knowing that you were home, and with yeonjun.

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fairyofshampgyu · 1 year

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Now live ! Stream: 5

Genre: smut, camboy au, college au, crack

Pairing: camboy! Beomgyu x gn reader (afab when smut)

Warnings: camboy, sub! beomgyu, dom! reader, use of fleshlight, riding, nipple play, wow they finally fuck , cuddling, reader literally being a full on simp

Synopsis: Every Thursday night at 8pm, you tune into your favourite camboy: Angel313. What you don’t know is he even goes to the same uni as you, is in the same class as you and is Choi Beomgyu, the campus fuckboy but will you keep his secret?

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You travelled hurriedly to beomgyu’s dorm in the snowfall that seemed to progressively get worse, trying to make your way there faster so you wouldn’t have to be in it for that long.

You hated the feeling of snow all on you, clothes and body soggy and cold, it wasn’t very pleasant. Yes, snow was very pretty to look at from inside, watching as it carelessly and elegantly scattered the ground and watching the landscape being blanketed by it, making even the ugliest places look pretty, but being in snow when it fell down harshly and rapidly in excessive cold wind speeds was not pretty.

Finally, you make it into his building, climbing up all the stairs to the very top since the elevator still hadn’t been fixed yet, panting as you knocked on his door.

“Woah. What happened to you?”

“The snow. And your damned dorm being at the highest level for no reason.”

“Ah yeah we were supposed to be working on the music performance today weren’t we? Thought it would have been rain checked due to the weather. Or…should I say snow checked?” Beomgyu laughs at his own joke as you continue to stare at him unamused.

...

“Are you going to let me in?”

“Oh. Yeah.” He opens his door wide for you and you walk in, taking off your coat.

“Wow you have so much snow in your hair.” Beomgyu states, coming to softly stroke and pat your head of the little icy droplets, it takes you a back but you try your hardest to seem unaffected.

“You must be freezing! I’ll make us both hot chocolate.”

“Thanks beomgyu.”

And so, you work on your meeting together about the christmas performance. Whilst you’d gotten the music done and have had many practices now, there’s still lots to take into account and consideration such as lighting and decorations, how long everything had to be, where people will be playing, speeches, etc. You’re huddled there together for a good few hours discussing, planning and sorting things for it.

Just as your wrapping up, ready to go to your lecture together which was soon, both of you get alerted of the weather. A powerful blizzard taking place. Must stay inside. Everyone snowed in. Advised to not go out at all until it’s over which was predicted to last until the whole night. All lectures cancelled for the rest of the day.

Both of you stare up at each other, bewildered, only now hearing the wind howling and the snow hitting against the window extremely fast and powerfully. Whilst it was snowing crazy on the way to beomgyu’s place, you didn’t think or anticipate it to progress into a full blown snow storm. It’d be crazy to go out in that. But you’ve got to try and make it back home or you’re stuck.

You grab your coat and start putting it back on.

“Hey, where are you going? Are you mad? You can’t go out in that!”

“But I should probably go back home!”

“You might die bro! That’s not safe. You might die from like…hypothermia or... get blown away from the winds and then disappear and never be found!” Beomgyu dramaticises, “You should just stay at mine until it calms down.” The snow storm seems gradually get worser and even more severe as he carried on speaking, proving his point and you can hear the windows rattling from the sheer force.

You sigh, “Yeah i guess you’re right, it would be stupid to go out in that.” And he nods.

“Well, looks like we’re snowed in together. What should we do?”

You watch a lot of movies together huddled cozily on his sofa, beomgyu’s commentary making it a lot more funnier and making the incredibly awful films slightly more bearable.

“What B rated Christmas film shall we watch next?” Beomgyu asks after you’re done finishing yet another one.

“Please! No more I need to take a break it’s actually hurting my head.”

He laughs at that, eyes wrinkling cutely and smile so pretty— “What should we do instead?…Y/n? Hello?”

You don’t process what he says at first, too busy lost in your improper thoughts about your partner next to you. “Huh? Oh! Ummm we could film another one of your streams if you want. Now’s good timing since we’re here and not like we can really go anywhere.”

“Yeah that’s true, let’s do it then.” Beomgyu says slightly timidly, still shy about streaming with you.

He gets out his toys and whatnot, you setting up the camera again and you choose the new flesh light both of you had acquired recently with the money from the streams, telling him to use that today since you know it would garner a lot of reactions.

Despite beomgyu being a camboy for quite a while, he’d never actually tried a flesh light properly before and the one you guys had purchased looked a bit too real to him, looking at it already made him kinda hard and also embarrassed.

Once you guys had set up everything and gotten ready for it, you pressed the button to go live and started recording.

Beomgyu sits, legs spread out and bent level to his chest, his pretty belly button piercing in view and his legs covered with his usual pretty thigh highs, taking the fleshlight and very slowly easing it down on tip, his mouth already agape from just that.

He brings the toy down and back up on his length, slowly sucking him in each time, hips rolling languidly into it as you watched in awe, also monitoring the comments who seemed to be in the same predicament as you.

His lip is caught between his teeth, trying to silence his continuous whimpers. He looked so out of it just from fucking into silicone, it drove you mad. He made it so hard just to sit and watch and carry on filming.

Beomgyu's pace grows unsteady, cock throbbing and jerking, getting delirious with each stroke of the now sticky toy, squirming in need whilst you watched him.

He wanted to be touched so bad. He needed you to touch him. He couldn't take it, fucking himself pathetically with just a toy whilst you're right there. He wants you to fuck him. He needs it at this point.

Beomgyu looks straight at you with half lidded eyes, whining and looking at you so seductively, "Wish it was your pussy I was fucking-h-hah...ah."

You know he's just talking to the fans but you can't help imagining he was begging you instead. "Want you to fuck me. I need it please-ahh" Beomgyu hopes you'd get the hint and just come over and fuck him already, whilst also trying to be discrete about it, not wanting to give himself away too much.

You look away, going to the comments, feeling embarrassed about your thoughts and beomgyu suddenly whines incredibly loud, brows furrowing. "Please!!", looking straight into your eyes.

You can't take it anymore. You walk over to him, stilling his movements of the fleshlight and his eyes widen, stumbling over his words. He didn’t think it’d actually work. You move the fleshlight on his dick with your own hands over his, twisting it around and he gasps, looking up at you pleadingly.

“You want to get fucked?” He nods his head continuously. “But you’re a virg-”

“-Please! I want it!”

“Are you sure?” He nods again and breathes out a yes but you still search his eyes for any uncertainty.

When you don’t find any, you remove the fleshlight off him, straddling his hips, taking off your own clothes. You jerk his dick a couple times and then as gently as you can, place his dick to your entrance, slowly sinking on his tip, making his head throw back with a groan before sitting on his whole length, he lets a loud strangled moan at that, “O-oh god…”

You slowly ride him, beomgyu’s mouth in an ‘o’ shape the whole time. He’s fucked himself countless of times before and he never thought actually getting fucked would be much different or would feel that great like some people say but he can confirm that it in fact does feel that great. He didn’t think it would feel this good. He can’t stop moaning and you’re not even remotely going fast.

You can’t believe you’re actually fucking Angel. Like, you’re actually fucking him right now. It’s even better than how you imagined countless times, his reactions so fucking pretty. You used to just watch him from a small screen not knowing who he was and now you’re making him so pussy drunk, eyes rolling to the back of his head, intoxicated and so fucked out from just slowly rolling your hips on his, the first person to fuck him and make him feel like this.

You quicken your pace, hitting a bit deeper and he moans, burying his face in your neck, trembling and drooling. You can hear numerous pings going off every second from people sending in tips. You bet the viewers are going insane right now.

“Y/n, I think-I think I’m gonna cum already…” Beomgyu whimpers, eyes so glazed up, lost in the pleasure and then you feel him suddenly cum inside you with a broken mewl. “Ahh…I-I’m sorry y/n, I’m sorry…!” Beomgyu sniffles, face flushed pink, tears brimming his eyes, so embarrassed from already cumming so fast.

You keep bouncing on his spent dick, ruffling his hair, “it’s okay, baby. You’re doing so good for me. Think you can cum again?”

His eyes widening at the name and praise and you move to gently play with his nipples, body jerking up in response, someone else touching his nipples making him even more sensitive than he usually is, pretty sounds coming out of his mouth none stop as if he’s a drone, cries accelerating and elevating in pitch whilst you fucked him dumb.

“Cum, baby.” So he does again, muffling his screams by burying his face in your neck again, one of his hand coming to claw at your back, shuddering and spilling his release, cumming hard from being fucked for the first time, whole body flushed and glistening, eyes shut and eyebrows still furrowed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he pants. So, so, so fucking pretty.

You go back to get the camera, zooming in and filming a close up for the viewers of his ‘just fucked and came’ face, beomgyu still delirious and softly groaning and panting, brows still knitted even afterwards.

You check to see how much you guys made and you gasp. It was double the amount even on the days he makes the most money. It was a fuck ton of money.

You go back to beomgyu to see if he’s doing good and it seems like he’s recovering from his high. “Look how much we made.” You show him the tips and even beomgyu gasps.

Once you both had taken it in turns to shower, beomgyu lends you some of his clothes. When you’d agreed to stay at beomgyu’s place until the snow storm calmed down, you didn’t fully realise that would mean staying over night with him even though it literally said it was expected to carry on exactly the same as it was during the night.

And now here you were in his bedroom. It was quite a nice bedroom, you had been in before but you never fully took in the sight of the room, fairy lights strewn across the room, record player, his multiple guitars on one side with band posters and numerous bear plushies on his bed.

"Where are your spare pillows and blankets? I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“I don’t have any spare pillows or blankets. Also I can’t just let my guest sleep on the floor!”

“Then what?”

“We’ll sleep on the bed together. It’s big enough. And you literally just fucked me so I don’t think it really matters.”

He is right about that so you both head to the bed, throwing off some of the plushies except for one which he keeps to the side and you lie down on the left whilst he lies down on the right.

“Good night y/n~”

You can feel his body presence near you. It kinda makes you feel uneasy for some reason. It’s definitely not because you find him really attractive or anything. You don’t find him attractive.

It’s extremely cold due to the blizzard, you’d think being in the bed with covers on you would keep you warm but you’re absolutely fucking freezing.

“Am I the only one completely shivering here?” Beomgyu turns to face you, also cold.

“No you’re not the only one. Do you not have the heating on or something?”

“It’s broken. They still haven’t fixed it.”

“Seriously what’s wrong with your building?”

“I have no idea…You know what this means y/n...? A grin slowly appearing on his face.

“What?”

“We have to cuddle…or we might actually die…” Beomgyu wiggles his eyebrows.

“We’re not cuddling.”

“We’re both freezing! It totally calls for it! This is literally the only one bed trope in real life.”

“You didn’t just say that…”

“We’re living our wattpad moment right now. Don’t you wanna cuddle with your love interest?” Beomgyu makes a kissy face at you and you put your hand to shield him from whatever he was doing, used to his flirty antics by now.

"You'd never be my love interest." It's not that you didn't want to but you're sure your heart would literally give out if you did.

Beomgyu gasps, "How can you say that when I'm so handsome?"

"That's a very generous word to describe yourself."

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just say that and that the offer still stands. This is a LIFE or DEATH situation. We will freeze to death. And die. DIE. "

Well it was very cold. You sigh, "Fine. Come here."

"What? No, you come here."

"I want to be big spoon though!"

"So do I!" You narrow your eyes at him and he does the same.

"Well, we both can't obviously be the big spoon." Beomgyu gives you a deadpan look.

So you both settle for both of you coming in to hug each other, you arms around his waist, his around yours, his head resting snuggly on your shoulder with a content smile. You instantly felt warmer, beomgyu so warm and so close. You were freaking out to say the least but you tried your hardest to seem casual about it all.

“Beomgyu, how did the rumour of you being a fuckboy come about anyway?” You ask, not wanting to go to sleep just yet.

“I don’t know because I can be quite flirty. And there was also this guy that I used to be good friends with and his chick was like in love with me and one time she just randomly kissed me at a party and he got mad at me, saying I was trying to steal his girl even though I literally did nothing and he knew that but then he just started beating me up! And told everyone I was a girlfriend stealer and a fuckboy. We stopped being friends. He still carried on dating that girl, she broke up with him a few months ago though.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah. It kinda sucks to be honest because people either hate me for no actual reason or people at parties just think I’m an easy fuck and only want to fuck me.” Beomgyu pouts.

“Why were you a virgin for so long?”

“Because everyone thought I was like really good at sex if I was a fuckboy so every time I was close to fucking someone I’d just get really nervous they’d think I was super amazing and I couldn’t tell them I was a virgin so I’d just back out.”

“How come you let me?”

“Because we’re close friends! And you know and I didn’t feel like that with you.”

“We’re close…?” Your eyes widen.

“What?! I’m offended you don’t think the same. We’re literally cuddling right now. And we work and hang out together all the time?!”

To be honest, you thought guys were more like acquaintances. You were just working on the performance and helping him with his business, but for him to call you a close friend made you kinda warm and fuzzy inside. You wanted to be Beomgyu’s friend. He was cool actually.

Please actually reblog !!!!!! and comment !!!! if you like the fic. It’s really appreciated tysm !<3🙏💕😊 It’s discouraging when fics have such little reblogs 🤨👎Feedback is always appreciated it makes me happy :)

A/n: I love how I said idk when this chapter would be out and then ends up posting it the next day 😍😍 Also I’m sorry if this is lowkey bad I had no idea what was going on I am sorry

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suwbuns · 1 year

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E-DATERS! | you’re really sus

SYPNOSIS. moving back to korea from america, y/n is excited to reunite with her old friends and make new ones. what she doesnt expect is to find herself reuniting with her “ex-boyfriend” from 10 years ago who she dated over minecraft. what makes things worse? he happens to be her favorite streamer who she has been pinning after for years.

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A/N. i procrastinate way too much on this smau 😭

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stacywaters · 2 months

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Just Pretend (BEOMGYU) - Series Masterlist!

Here's all the chapters so far of my Beomgyu fan fiction, Just Pretend!

Chapter One - Promposal

Chapter Two - Ivory Petals

Chapter Three - New Moon

Chapter Four - The Group Project

Chapter Five - Favorite Color

Chapter Six - Another Faded Polaroid

Chapter Seven - Back at It Again

Chapter Eight - I Need You

Chapter Nine - Star

#choi beomgyu #beomgyu x y/n #beomgyu fake dating #beomgyu oneshots #beomgyu series #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu just pretend #txt fanfiction #txt scenarios #txt fluff #txt masterlist #txt series #txt x reader #txt fake dating #txt

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gyudiarys · 1 year

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규 소프트 시간 🧸 beomgyu soft hours

genre. fluff , romance , choi beomgyu x gn reader, no warnings

synopsis. "Our little stupid conversation means more to me than you think." - inspired by a note i saw on pinterest

Beomgyu's presence alone had a way of filling the air with a sense of comfort and warmth. As he animatedly recounted his latest adventures and musings, you listened intently, a smile lighting up your face at his infectious enthusiasm. It was a moment that seemed so simple, so mundane, and yet it held so much significance to you.

The two of you were lounging on the couch, idly chatting about anything and everything that came to mind. It was the kind of conversation that flowed effortlessly, as if you had known each other for years instead of just a few short months.

As Beomgyu playfully nudged your shoulder with his, you felt a contentment settle over you. It was the kind of feeling that came from being with someone who just got you, who could make you laugh with a single word or gesture.

And as the conversation continued to meander down different paths, you found yourself struck by the realization that the little moments like this one were what mattered most. It wasn't about grand gestures or sweeping romances; it was about the simple pleasure of sharing a laugh or a thought with someone who understood you.

Suddenly, Beomgyu paused mid-sentence, his eyes locking with yours in a moment of quiet intensity. "You know," he said softly, "Our little stupid conversation means more to me than you think."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you were awash in a rush of warmth at the raw emotion shining in his eyes. It was as if he had reached into your soul and plucked out the exact sentiment that had been swirling around in your mind.

Without thinking, you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Beomgyu's cheek. "I know exactly what you mean," you whispered, feeling a sense of profound gratitude wash over you for this wonderful person sitting right beside you.

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chaeinedup · 9 days

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TXT as my liked songs

Yeonjun as

You can't tell me this doesn't sound like him;

I might be a little biased since I think he just fits KAYTRANADA vibes in general but I can't be the only one that sees this;

Maybe it's because he likes Dominic Fike and in my mind that's connected;

But anyway R&B + Yeonjun = the perfect combination.

Soobin as

A pretty song for a pretty boy;

This song reminds me of a sunny breezy day, reading by the beach, the sounds of nature as the soundtrack;

It's comforting and who else is comforting????!!!!!! CHOI SOOBIN;

He does like indie if I'm not mistaken so I guess this was bound to happen.

Beomgyu as

I also feel like this is a given;

The image of him listening to this while in the car, looking at the window, just taking in the scenary;

Tell me you see it too;

I love loud gyu but I also love quiet gyu, and that's where this song comes in.

Taehyun as

Takes an intellectual to know good music and appreciate it;

That's Taehyun for me;

I feel like he'd find it really soothing;

This also reminds me more of his quiter softer side (he swears he's as cold as Antartica but really he's just lying t himself).

Huening Kai as

This is such a sweet song;

Who's sweeter then Huening Kai??!! No one!!;

He radiates love and happiness and I hope he knows;

I juat love him so much!!

Side note: These are all based on sonority and not lyrics.

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blossom-hwa · 1 year

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5:13 pm | c.bg

it was raining about a week ago but I was so warm and sleepy in my room that I came up with this :) hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Beomgyu x reader

Genre: fluff, domestic!au

Word Count: 663

It’s a quiet, rainy day when Beomgyu calls.

TXT Masterlist

[ 5:13 pm: rain on the window like your lips on my face ] you’re mid-yawn, half settling into a nap, when beomgyu calls.

“good morning.”

you roll your eyes so hard you’re certain he can hear it over the phone. “it’s mid afternoon.”

“it’s morning somewhere.” to punctuate the inane thought he yawns, which causes you to yawn as well, more deeply than before.

“piss off,” you say when the ping pong round of yawns is finished, fondly, so fondly that neither of you can hold back a laugh when you stop speaking. “what do you want?”

on the other end beomgyu sighs softly, more of a brief exhalation than anything, but somehow the tiny sound seems to wrap around you like the warm blanket already settled over your shoulders, relaxing any final tensions in your face and body and dragging your eyelids down further. “’m warm. and sleepy.”

“so am I.” you blink your eyes open a little more to look out of your window, at the gray sky and clouds scattering rain onto the panes of glass. it’s cold outside, you know, but somehow that just makes you feel warmer, burrowed all comfortable into your blankets and pillows as rain drums steadily on the roof. like the rain isn’t just water pattering on glass, but beomgyu’s lips pressing kisses to your skin. “I was almost napping, jerk.”

“oops,” beomgyu says with so little sincerity that you have to snort. “you should come over. be warm ‘n sleepy together.”

you ponder the thought. it’s certainly an inviting one, curling up with your boyfriend in his comfortable bed with his comfortable warmth on a rainy day like this, but more inviting than the warmth of your own blankets right now? “you come over here,” you bargain, “and we can still be warm and sleepy together.”

“no, you come here.”

“no, you.”

“no -”

“I'll pay for takeout.”

damn. he does know you too well. already your mouth is starting to water at the thought of your favorite dish from your favorite restaurant, of sitting on the floor of beomgyu’s tiny apartment and eating together because you’re too tired to sit at his equally tiny dining table. “I hate you,” you say with no real venom because you’re smiling a little too hard, but it’s fine because you can practically hear beomgyu’s smile too.

“I'll order the usual,” he says, and despite the fact that he’s won your little mini argument, the quiet certainty in his voice makes your smile grow softer. you fell in love with beomgyu’s brightness, his laugh, the way he seems to exude the rays of the sun even on the darkest of days, but it was a pleasant discovery to learn of his softness, his gentle romanticism, the quieter ways in which he’s patiently learned to care for you behind the sunlit smiles and cackling laughs. “unless you want something else?”

“no, that’s perfect.” with that, you finally acquiesce to the need to slip out from under your soft, warm blankets, to stumble out of bed and slip on your coat and shoes, tucking an umbrella under your arm. “I'll pick up snacks. be there soon.”

the force of beomgyu’s smile that you can’t see hits you even through the phone, infusing you with a warmth that doesn’t fade even as you prepare to step into the cold rain. “counting the minutes.”

“I'm going to be late on purpose,” you threaten.

he laughs easily. “no, you won’t.”

he’s right. you won’t, and he knows it. you sigh, still smiling. “don’t fall asleep before I get there.”

“no promises,” he mumbles, and privately you think that even if he did fall asleep, you wouldn’t be so upset. “get here faster and you might catch me before I pass out.”

“you drive a hard bargain.” with that, you start to put your phone down. “I'll see you soon. I love you.”

on the other end, beomgyu yawns, but even that couldn’t disguise the fondness in his garbled words. “I love you too.”

If you enjoyed, please don’t hesitate to reblog and leave a comment to tell me what you thought! Thank you for reading and have a lovely day <3

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jjunsolos · 1 year

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LET ME IN! - sexy roblox gamers🫦

synopsis - jeon yn is a mysterious human being. people only know her as “kazuhas silent buddy”. this makes beomgyu curious. curious enough to try and befriend yn himself. if only she wasnt so stubborn…

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beomgyu [thebestchoi] - beomgyu is the common class clown that everyone knows. but ofc hes also very known for being super duper attractive. like omg mans is so fine??? @heesungissmelly is his priv.

taehyun [only4ahn] - taehyun is beomgyu’s childhood best friend. he has a girlfriend named ahn and hes (clearly) obsessed with her. ahn goes to a different school which hes kinda sad about but he doesnt want to move schools coz he loves beomgyu too much.

ningning [ningiestink] - popular for her humor. like girly is the funniest in the school and everyone loves her for it. she honestly very much hates school and only goes to see her friends. shes beomgyu’s childhood friend and used to have a crush on him in middle school.

yunjin [shesaidhuh] - taehyun’s chaotic, energetic cousin. if ningning is the funniest in the school, yunjin is definitely in second place. yunjin joined the friend group when taehyun introduced her to everyone. ever since then, shes been friends with beomgyu and the others.

heesung [shewfwheesung] - thinks he has sm game. tells everyone he pulls the most out of the group but in reality, hes a really awkward person and doesnt like socializing lmfao.

jay [coolguyjay] - he is also beomgyu’s childhood best friend. he’s the calmest in the group but sometimes hes just as chaotic as they are. jay lowkey had a crush on yn in the beginning of the year but forced himself to stop when he found out shes friends with kazuha.

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author’s note - second profile done!

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snowfalltxt · 1 year

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Fearless (Taylor’s Version)

Dancing in the rain Bf!Beomgyu x gn!reader

Established relationship, fluff

WC:367

Song rec: Fearless (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

You were sitting in the passenger seat of your boyfriend's car, cozily snuggling up to a sleeve of his fluffy, light-brown sweater. Softly closing your eyes, as you drift off.

He notices this and smiles sweetly at you. Then, he puts his hands on the steering wheel carefully, not wanting to abruptly wake you from your slumber.

He starts to drive to a desolate parking lot near the beach. It was starting to get dark, so he turned the bright headlights on to light up the road as the night dims.

It was the middle of summer, so you had requested him prior to sleeping to go to the beach together and play on the cool, grainy sand. You knew that the beach was not going to be scorching hot at night.

When he reaches the place, he gently whispers into your ear, "Y/N, wake up. We're here."

He tenderly tugs on your white sundress as you eventually wake up in a blur.

When you wake up, you just stare into his mesmerising, brown eyes for a while until the eye contact breaks because he absent-mindedly brushes his hands through his hair. "Let's get the beach blankets out now and set up," you suggest.

Once you guys have set up all the blankets and everything, you feel a cold drop of water hitting your scalp.

Just your luck.

It had started to rain.

Not knowing what to do, you look up at your boyfriend, gesturing that you're asking him what you guys should do next.

He reads your body language and saccharinely says, "We can just dance in the rain love, I've been wanting to dance in the rain since forever. I'm so glad that it's you who I get to dance with."

So, you guys both get up whilst the rain lightly splashes on the sand, soaking your clothes and hair. The summer rain was soaking through, down to your skin.

You play some music on your phone which you're grateful is water resistant, and the first song that plays is 'Fearless (Taylor's Version)' by Taylor Swift.

"And I don't know why, but with you I'd dance in a storm

in my best dress.

Fearless."

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minilinooo · 2 years

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sunsets + you ----- choi beomgyu

pairing: boyfriend!beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, like a lot of fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.5k

synopsis: watching the sunset on the rooftop is a perfect way of sharing meaningful moments. things go unexpected when beomgyu realizes something.

warnings: none except beomgyu is completely whipped for the reader

“The sun’s setting soon.” Beomgyu pointed out from behind you. He laid on your shared bed, scrolling through his phone, completely bored out of his mind.

“Oh really? That’s cool.” you said, too invested in the screen in front of you to actually process what your boyfriend just said causing him to sigh.

You’ve been sitting at your desk for what seemed like hours due to you trying to cram in as much work as you can just so you didn’t have to do any later. Because of that, you haven’t moved from that one spot in a long time. Beomgyu only just came into the room about 2 hours ago in hopes that it would get you to move away from your laptop and to him instead but unfortunately, that was not the case.

Disappointed by the lack of interest you just displayed, he continued, “Do you want to go watch?”

“Watch what?” you asked, eyes still not moving away from the screen.

“The sunset Y/N, were you even listening?” he said, sitting up from the bed. He made his way over to you to have a more direct conversation with you.

“I was, but we can watch the sunset from here, can’t we?” you groaned, leaning back into your chair, finally looking your boyfriend in the eyes for the first time today.

“It won’t be the same,” he pouted, “Let’s go outside for a bit, you’ve been working all day. It won’t hurt to leave for an hour or so,” you gave him a look, indicating that you were considering it. “Please y/n, don’t you want to spend time with your boyfriend?” he pleaded, giving you those darn puppy eyes that made you fall for him in the first place. You couldn’t say no to him when he does that to you and he knows that.

“Damn it, Gyu,” you sighed, “Alright, let’s go.” you got up, gesturing for him to lead you to who knows where.

His eyes lit up after hearing your answer, “Great!” he exclaimed. He intertwined your fingers with his and pulled you towards the direction of the backyard. Once you made it to the backyard, Beomgyu started grabbing a bunch of boxes that were left in the corner.

“What are you doing? I thought we’re watching the sunset” you questioned, watching him stack up the boxes against the wall.

“We are,” he grunted, lifting a larger box, “On the roof,” he climbed the boxes and pulled himself onto the roof. Looking at your worried expression he reached his hand out towards you, “Give me your hand.”

“Is the roof sturdy enough? We can just lay on the grass or something” you motioned to the grass that surrounded you.

“Come on y/n, of course the roof is sturdy enough. Its purpose is to protect us from almost everything,” you tilted your head, unconvinced, “Look, I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I could never. Don’t you trust me?” he said, with a soft expression on his face showing that he’s being genuine.

Your eyes softened, hearing his question. Of course, you trusted him. You’ve been through a lot together and he’s been by your side since the first day you met. He’s the reason behind your happiness. You didn’t want to be with anyone else in the world, just him. “I trust you.” and just like that you gave him your hand. He gently pulled you up and let out a breath. You crawled your way over next to him and sat down. You breathed in the air and took a good look at the view in front of you. Birds flew around, going wherever they wanted to go without any worry. The wind blew against the trees and your face. Not a sound was heard except for the wind and crickets chirping. Everything at that moment felt peaceful. It felt like you and Beomgyu were the only people in the world. You loved that feeling.

“So,” you heard Beomgyu say, interrupting your thoughts, “How are you liking it so far?” you felt him move closer to you, enough to have your shoulders touching.

“I like it,” you started, “It’s so beautiful up here.” you smiled. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the moment.

“I knew you’d like it,” Beomgyu said softly, smiling at you. “Plus, I thought you needed this since you know, you’ve been working so hard,” you turned your head to meet his eyes, “Just thought it’d be nice for you to take a break from reality.”

“Thank you Gyu, really,” you leaned your head on his shoulder, making him rest his head on top of yours.

“Anything for you, you mean the world to me,” he confessed causing you to smile and melt internally, “I mean it y/n, I don’t think anyone’s ever made me feel this way before.”

“What way?” you asked, low-key teasing him.

Being in love and feeling loved. “Some type of way.” he dodged, looking away to hide his flushed cheeks.

“What? You can’t say something that big and not tell me.” you whined, gently shoving his shoulder.

Truth is, Beomgyu’s in love with you. In fact, he came to realization just a few moments ago. It all happened so fast. One second he was like, “Wow, I really love this person, when should I tell them?” then it went to, “Wait, I’m in love with this person… I’m screwed”. He honestly doesn’t know how he came to that conclusion. All that happened was he looked at you and saw how at peace you were. Something about that made his heart swell. He felt something different, something he never felt before when he was with you. He felt safe when he was with you. That everything would be okay now that you’re here with him. He also felt the sense of wanting to protect you and make you happy. He wanted to be the only person to do so. The thing is, how would he tell you? Wouldn’t it be too sudden? What if it scared you away? Questions like that lingered around in his mind.

“It’s not that big,” he shrugged, looking off into the distance, “Don’t worry about it.”

You gave him a look which he saw in the corner of his eye. He tried holding back a smile. “Fine then,” you crossed your arms, pretending to sulk “Leave me hanging like that.”

He scoffed, “Very cute.” you let out a small grumble in response.

A comfortable silence filled the air. Beomgyu looked over at you once more and took the moment to admire you. The temptation of confessing his love for you grew stronger and stronger as time passed but he kept suppressing it, afraid that you don’t feel the same way. Keep it together Choi Beomgyu.

“You know,” you started, causing Beomgyu to quickly look away, “I really love it up here, it feels like time just stops and I’m in a completely different world.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, a world where it’s just you and me. It’s perfect. There’s no one else I want to spend this moment with except for you Beomgyu.”

And there it is. Another reason you’ve given me to fall in love with you. What do I do?

“Y/n,”

“Yeah?”

“I-” he hesitated. Just commit to it Beomgyu, you’re already in too deep.

“Are you okay? Why do you look so nervous?”

“I… love you y/n, like love love you and I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you but I didn’t want to say that cause I didn’t want to scare you away and-” you cut him off by grabbing both sides of his face. You pressed your forehead against his and gave him a peck on the lips.

“Calm down, you’re not gonna scare me away. I’m still here.” you reassured. He let out a breath of relief, feeling a small weight being lifted off his shoulders.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know where all this came from. I didn’t mean to pour all this on you, I just wanted to bring you out here to help clear your mind.” he wanted to slap himself. He didn’t know why he did it, it just slipped out. I definitely ruined the mood, they’re probably so uncomfortable right now. Nice going Beomgyu.

“It’s okay, really Gyu, I really love that you did this for me, no one’s ever taken the time out of their day to do something like this for me before so this means a lot to me. And I… I love you too Beomgyu” you smiled.

His eyes lit up, “You do? You’re not just saying that?” you shook your head.

He pulled you in for a hug and planted kisses all over your face. “I was so scared that you didn’t feel the same way.”

“Why wouldn’t I? You’ve given me many reasons to love you.” he leaned in to kiss you again. You smiled into the kiss, feeling butterflies in your stomach. After a few moments, you pulled away to breathe. You stared into Beomgyu’s eyes before pecking his nose. “I’m definitely telling your members about this and how nervous you were.” you teased.

“No you wouldn’t.”

“Oh I totally would.”

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E-DATERS! | annoying cockblocks

written + screenshots below! (not proofread sorry hehe)

“bro, how hard is it to open the door?”

“can’t you see im trying? the stupid lock isnt working—“

“thats because youre putting it in wrong!”

“well then you try it!” soobin rolled his eyes, stepping aside from the doorway to make room for you to try and open it yourself.

after inputting the 4 digit code, the faint click of the door unlocking was barely audible to your group, arising a sigh of relief from you as its been almost 10 minutes that you’ve been standing outside in the blazing heat. the adrenaline fueled your eagerness and caused you to quickly twist the knob to reveal the house that you and your friends would stay in for the next week.

including beomgyu.

the thought of being able to be in the same vicinity as your long term idol caused excitement to rush throughout you from the moment you found out up til present time, where you found yourself urgently rushing inside and dragging along your luggages to tour the house yourself.

“i call this room!” you yelled down the hallway over the chaos of soobin, yeonjun, and taehyun arguing over certain bedrooms that they wanted.

you chose the room that was right at the edge of the hallway on the first floor, and directly across from yours was the door to another bedroom. it was the one that had best satisfied your taste, yet a part of you chose it wishing by some miracle, beomgyu could be sleeping in the room across.

if yeonjun would even allow that of course.

as the boys found their own respective rooms, soobin and taehyun reluctantly sharing one of the larger rooms on the second floor and yeonjun with his own on the further side of your own hallway, all of you had later gathered in the living room.

“when are they arriving?” you questioned, leaning your back against the sofa.

“tomorrow morning,” yeonjun replied, scrolling through the notifications on his phone. “their plane just took off not too long ago.”

you tried your best to hide the smile that began to form on your lips in order to avoid yeonjun’s dreadful reminders to stay away from the boy, as his meaningless lectures about staying away from him had been all you heard for the past month. you yourself werent quite sure if you would obey his rules, perhaps a sneaky hello or a smile when passing by eachother would be acceptable.

but if anything were to happen, it was not like yeonjun had to know.

the nerves that had found its home inside your stomach from the moment you stepped off the plane never left you. even after the sun had rose initiating the start of the next day, its feeling did not subside. rather, it contributed alongside the jetlag for the little amount of hours you slept.

in fact, it even followed you on the way to the airport to pick up the three boys, and intensified as you stood outside their boarding gate, anxiously clutching your sweater closer to your figure.

you scanned through the crowd of people who walked outside of the boarding bridge and onto the terminal, several unfamiliar faces passing by until you came across the recognizable ones of the three streamers.

“jeongin! beomgyu! kai!” yeonjun called out over the loud chatter in the airport, flailing his hand through the air in order to gather their attention. “over here!”

you caught sight of the boys excitingly running over to your group of friends, yet almost instantly your eyes automatically fixated on the boy in the flannel; a boyish grin on his face as he greeted your friends with an embrace and a handshake, as if they havent seen eachother in months.

“your mouth is open,” taehyun snickered as he nudged your shoulder, knocking you out of your daze. “i think you’re drooling too.”

you sent a glare straight at the boy, failing to catch the three boys that towered over you with smiles on their faces, causing you to jump in surprise once you turned forward.

“you must be y/n!” jeongin said, reaching his hand out to you for you to shake. “it’s so nice to finally meet you— bro what the hell?”

jeongin yelped as he was abruptly pushed to the side causing him to bump against huening kai’s shoulder, not even being able to finish his greeting towards you. meanwhile, another hand shot out right in front of you in replacement of his. your eyes grew in bewilderment, first at jeongin who grumbled in annoyance with his arms crossed over his chest, and secondly at the culprit who now stood in front of you, a widespread grin across his face that made your heart beat faster.

“hi y/n! im beomgyu!” your breath hitched as he greeted you excitingly. you felt your mouth run dry at the unexpected encounter, staring at his hand then back up to his eyes.

that was a mistake, because the moment your eyes met his, you felt yourself getting sucked into them and your knees about to give out any moment. if it wasnt for his hand reaching out to grab yours to forcefully initiate a handshake, you knew for a fact you wouldve fallen to the floor.

yet now you were faced with both his smiling and utterly adorable face right in front of you, and his unusually soft and warm hand making contact with yours.

“okayyy!” yeonjun dragged out as he yanked beomgyu’s body further away from yours, disconnecting your hands from eachother that seemed to linger longer than a usual handshake. “lets get going now, yeah?”

per yeonjuns request (or demand), beomgyu rode in the passenger seat while you were uncomfortably squished in the back of the rented minivan between taehyun and soobin, a frown sprawled across your lips as yeonjun had managed to shoot down every chance of conversation that beomgyu had attempted to initiate with you. in annoyance, you fished out your phone from your back pocket to text bogum.

y/n: this is so unfair.

bogum: whats up?

y/n: my friend is being an asshole

y/n: hes literally not letting me talk to him

bogum: wtf? thats so rude of him

y/n: I KNOW

y/n: also gyu is literally so hot in person i love how flannels look on him

y/n: UGHHHHHHH IM GONNA CRY UR TELLING ME I HAVE TO LIVE AN ENTIRE WEEK WITH THE LOML WITHOUT BEING ABLE TO DO ANYTHING HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STOP MYSELF FROM WANTING TO KISS HIM HES SO MFING CUTE ☹️☹️☹️

a boisterous laughter pierced through the small chatter in the van, causing you to look up curiously from your phone to the boy with the distinct laugh. beomgyus mouth twisted into a tight lipped smile, a poor effort to mask any further laughs from escaping since a string of giggles had followed his uproar anyways.

bogum: aww i hope you get to talk to him soon

the conversation you and bogum had about beomgyu and your misfortune had continued until the car rolled into the driveway, causing you to quickly pocket your phone and walk alongside your temporary roommates for the week inside the house.

“beomgyu, you will be staying in this room right here.” yeonjun said, ushering everybody upstairs to arguably, the largest room in the entire house. in which apparently, yeonjun’s selfish desires of having a large room was clearly not enough if it meant sacrificing it in order for beomgyu to be as far from you as possible.

“this isnt fair!” kai groaned in envy, crossing his arms while leaning his body against the door frame and peering into the luxurious room. beomgyu seemed overjoyed by this decision, as he teasingly stuck out his tongue towards him. “how come beomgyu hyung gets the room with a king sized bed, a bathroom, and a walk in closet!”

“your room isn’t bad kai,” yeonjun rolled his eyes in efforts to stop his complaining. “i’ll show you in a bit, it’s right across from y/ns.” he added.

you watched beomgyu’s eyes widen at the newly discovered information, rushing over to kai and furiously shaking his shoulders.

“please, can we switch?” beomgyu begged, pouting at the younger boy with his hands still over his shoulders. “i saw the room, and its literally so small you wouldnt even be able to put your stuffed animals on the bed without them falling off!”

you laughed at beomgyu’s futile attempts which brought upon a faint blush on your cheeks, flattered at the thought of beomgyu wanting to switch to a smaller room if it meant being across from you.

“its up to yeonjun hyung, not me.” kai gulped nervously, shifting uncomfortably at the unsettling feeling of yeonjun staring him down from meters away, which earned a dejected expression from beomgyu.

you had already learned to accept your fate that absolutely nothing would happen between the two of you during the entire trip, yet beomgyu had a strangely abundant amount of persistence that seemed to fuel his desire for you. a desire that seemed to have not settled or shrunk even a bit, no matter how many times hes gotten turned down, not by you, but your insufferable friend.

but beomgyu was good at many things, definitely not at getting girls, but finessing his way around annoying cockblocks was something that he considered to be possible.

even if it meant having to slip a messily handwritten note under your door when nobody was looking.

if youre still up once everyone is sleeping, can i meet you in your room? i just wanna talk to you :(

—gyu :)

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Just Pretend (BEOMGYU) CH6 - Another Faded Polaroid

*NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF THE MEMBERS IN REAL LIFE, IT IS PARTLY BASED ON THE CONTENT FROM THE MUSIC VIDEOS AND COMPLETELY FICTIONAL!! They're not actually mean it's just for the story 😭

(BEOMGYU POV)

It's lunch break, and I walk behind my friends on the sidewalk. I force a laugh and smile whenever they turn to me, but for the most part, I'm in my own world right now. I enjoy talking to Y/N, it's the only time I can talk about myself without judgement. My friends... I haven't tried talking to them about it. I have a feeling they wouldn't know what it's like to walk into a room and know everyone, and yet not a single seat has been saved for you.

As for my father, he always seems angry at me. I think he thinks I'm on the wrong track, and forcing me to think 'practically' is helping me so I don't regret my choices later. I just wish he had more faith in me, so he wouldn't assume that my choices are ones I'd come to regret.

I don't know Y/N that well. I don't know why she asked me to be her date to prom, she could've asked anyone. Maybe she figured I wasn't going with anyone else, which starts my racing thoughts. Worries of can everyone else see my insecurities? Is it obvious? Can everybody tell that I don't know what the hell I'm doing? I don't know.

And I do feel sometimes like I shouldn't be so honest with her. But, every time I turn to her, she always seems like she's listening to every word I say.

And right now, I just need someone to talk to.

"Beomgyu, you listening?"

"Huh?" I lift my head.

"So, I wanna give you another chance. I haven't told Minji yet, so you can still go out with her friend!"

I stumble over my words, "I-, I thought I said I wasn't interested"

Yeonjun laughs, "well, yeah, but that's just cause Y/N was there. It's nice of you to try to spare her feelings, but she's holdin' you back, bro"

"It had nothing to do with her. I just don't have time for something like that.. right now" I stammer.

"C'mon man, we all know she has a crush on you"

My face flushes, "why would you even SAY that? Y/N just-"

"You can be so oblivious," Yeonjun sighs, "Y/N is WAY obsessed with you. But don't miss out on something good because you're pitying her"

I grit my teeth, "I'm not pitying her. And I don't want to date your friend. I already told you"

Under my breath, I mutter, "sometimes, I don't even want to be your friend"

My friends stop as Yeonjun takes a firm step towards me, "what did you say to me?"

Suddenly, I no longer feel like the lost boy who stuck with friends who were no good for him because he was lonely. A rush of confidence takes over as I smirk, "Yeonjun, I'm starting to think you have a listening problem.

Or is it just your ego?"

He strides towards me, "what makes you think you can talk back to me? You think you're so cool now that one girl looks your way?"

"You always walk all over me like I'll come running back. Like you're better than me. What makes you think you can talk back to me?" I mock, "last I checked, this is just how you and me talk to each other now, Yeonjun"

He pushes me down to the sidewalk, "c'mon guys. Let's go"

And they follow behind him. Just like I knew they would. I look at the scrapes on my hands, then to their backs as they walk away.

Well, I knew this was going to happen eventually, right?

-----

(2 Days Later)

It's been a while since I've been to school. I didn't want to have to face Yeonjun. Or the others. I wanted them to think I was strong, and that their words couldn't hurt me. I felt like... if they saw me cry, they'd use it against me. In the moment, I felt like none of it hurt. Like it was the end of an era of pain and bottled-up feelings and tolerating it because it was all I had. They were all I had.

It was more than any one moment could capture, it was the culmination of many moments that I told myself weren't worth fighting over. Times when I'd get talked over. Times when I wasn't invited, and they'd come up with some excuse as to why. When there was a separate group chat. When I wasn't there for the inside jokes that, apparently, can't be retold. But it wasn't always this way.

Me and Yeonjun had been friends for years, way before the rest came along. We would spend so long just talking. I felt like he got me better than anyone else could. Then the rest came. It wasn't all at once, but slowly, more and more people were added to our friend group. I no longer felt like I was Yeonjun's best friend, even though he was mine.

Up until a few days ago, he still was.

He didn't use to care so much about what other people thought of him. Something changed. He wanted to be cool, he wanted respect, he wanted to get the girl he'd been chasing for years. And I was just someone from his past. Another faded polaroid. And he never wanted to take a new one.

So, I tried to make new friends. Tried to talk to others, break into the conversation. It seemed like having friends that treated me poorly was still better than being all on my own.

I went back to them. I accepted that I'd be walking in the bike lanes while they stayed on the sidewalk. I learned how to look busy when they were telling a joke I wasn't there for. I learned to be less so they could be more. So they could take more. Because on the outside, no one can tell that I don't have friends. No one can tell that inside, I'm still on the outside. And I thought that could be enough. It would have to be.

I haven't told her, but I noticed Y/N from the beginning. It was all so familiar. The panicked glances at the announcement of a group project, the seat in the back of the room, the headphones that weren't plugged into anything. Maybe that's why I felt so comfortable talking to her, it was like I already knew her.

I hope my friends-, er... I hope my old friends didn't notice that my hands were still shaking as I talked back to them. I wanted them to think I was indifferent about it all, I wanted them to think that. But... I'm not strong. Once they'd fled, I cried my eyes out. Because even if it was for the best, it still hurts. So I haven't been to school in days because I don't know how I will act when I see them again.

———

For the first time today, I pull myself out of bed and walk into the kitchen. I reach for a glass and fill it with water. Then my dad walks in.

He clears his throat, "are you feeling any better?"

"Yeah" I mutter.

He walks to the stove and begins cooking something.

"I heard you were having some trouble with your friends"

"Who told you that?" I ask.

"Your mom" he clarifies.

"Oh" I said.

I sit at the counter and slowly drink my water. It's silent, besides the sounds of him cooking. However, it isn't tense like it has been in the past. Just a normal father and his son.

He breaks the silence, "Y'know, I get how you feel"

"You do?"

"I've had fights with friends before too. It's hard when you had people you could be yourself around, and then you have to walk past them like strangers" he continues, "did you fight, or just fall out of touch?"

"Well, Yeonjun's not the same anymore. He used to be so fun, but... now he's just weird and obsessed with being cool. I was getting annoyed at him walking all over me, so I told him that. And..."

"Yeah. 'S probably because he's insecure, lots of teens act that way" he turns down the heat on the stove, "but you shouldn't be around people that are bringing you down"

"Mhm" I stare into the glass.

It's not common for me to go to my dad for advice, but I'm finding that he does actually know how I feel pretty well.

"Hey dad?"

"Yeah?" He answers while turning to me.

"Will... will I ever make real friends?"

He ponders on it for a moment, "it's hard when you're young. I think as you get older, you'll meet new people and it's easier to find friends that you actually have fun with"

Then, I think of Y/N. She always listens to me, and she's funny and kind, and when I talk to her I never feel like I'm putting up an act.

"How do you get closer to someone that you're only kinda friends with?"

"Hmm, that's a hard question," my dad answers, "ask them questions. Get to know them. People like talking about themselves." He finishes the food he's cooking and grabs a bowl from the cabinet to put it in, "just be open to people. Don't close yourself off. Let people get to know you, and you'll find people that like you. People that you can be yourself around"

He passes the bowl to me, "I made you some soup"

I look down at the steam rising from the soup, "thank you, dad"

He nods and walks out of the kitchen. Just before he leaves, he says, "I hope you feel better soon"

I smile, "thanks dad"

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