#but damn. long haired jinnie. what a moment

[i-turned-into-the-stone]

[Commissioned]

Career's Dead End: Ex-NMIXX Jinni × M!OC

Tags: Rape, Hardcore, Belly Bulging, Face Fuck, Cum In Mouth, Cum Swallowing, Clit Torture (just the usual pinching, pulling, etc), Pussy Slapping, Squirting, Anal, Overstimulation, Breath Play

Character(s): Ex-NMIXX Jinni × Male OC

Word Count: 7,653

A/N: Since the plot takes place before Jini became a soloist, I will use Jinni throughout the story and her birth name, Choi Yunjin in some of the dialogue. I hope you guys don't mind a long plotless chapter.

Jinni had always thought being an idol would be a fun gig. You know, basking in fame, meeting new people, and connecting with fans. She imagined herself becoming a household name, doing what she loved for a living. But, being an idol wasn't the glamorous ride she had envisioned.

It turned out to be a lot less exciting, and before she knew it, she was no longer part of NMIXX. Her career ended abruptly, leaving her feeling underwhelmed and detached. She went through the motions like a robot until the very end.

Even though Jinni's time as an idol was short-lived, her former group mates were like her friends. Saying goodbye to them after living together like a family was a heavy burden to bear. It was even more heartbreaking that she didn't get a chance to bid farewell to the other members before leaving the dorm.

Maybe NMIXX's busy schedule was intentionally designed by the CEO to keep them apart from her as if the company didn't want any lingering attachments to form. There wasn't much she could do about the situation, but she had one thing left to do before she left.

Her manager, Hanwol, had been a constant support throughout her idol career. Looking back, Jinni realized she hadn't seen him since the news of her departure from NMIXX broke out. So, here she was, taking a cab to his house, which was nearly an hour's journey from the dorm.

As the cab drove through the city, Jinni observed the surroundings—a residential area with several empty houses or ones still undergoing renovation. She wasn't entirely sure, so she checked the address again.

"This is the place, but..."

The cab came to a stop in front of a one-story house with a white gate. It appeared more well-constructed than the neighboring houses. Jinni paid the fare and got out, making sure to take the bag of fresh fruits she had bought along.

Jinni took a deep breath to steady herself and then pressed the doorbell. Silence filled the air. After a few moments, she pressed the button again, and she heard a crash that she assumed came from the front door.

Soon after, the gate rattled and slid open. Jinni paused, her eyes fixated on the taller man standing before her. His two-block hair was disheveled and damp, a half-empty beer can in his hand. His usual smile was absent, replaced by a hint of weariness.

"Jinni?" he said, his gaze scanning the area outside. Finding no one else, he let out a sigh. "What brings you here?"

"I-I just wanted to say goodbye before, well, leaving. I haven't seen you at the company, so I came here to see you, oppa. I wanted to thank you for taking care of me and guiding me during my time there..." Jinni's voice trailed off, a sad smile on her face as she handed him the bag of fruits.

Hanwol reluctantly took the paper bag from her hands, his gaze fixated on it with a blank expression. "Damn..." he cursed inwardly. Was this all he had left after being laid off from his job as a manager? That's what had him looking so disheveled, but of course, the former idol standing before him had no clue.

Sure, he received his salary, but he needed a solid reason if he wanted to apply elsewhere, and he hadn't gotten one at all. He was simply told to move on and good luck with his future shit. The can in his hand crumpled as frustration welled up inside him. No amount of beer could help him calm down anymore.

However, Jinni might hold the truth he desperately sought. She was no longer tied down as an idol, and no one could restrict her anymore. Plus, she was alone now. Hanwol's thoughts became clouded as he eyed her, his gaze lingering on her exposed stomach since the hem of her shirt was lifted and tied behind her back.

"Well, I guess I'll take my leave then. Didn't mean to bother you too much. Take care, Hanwol oppa," she said, her smile tinged with sadness as she turned around to leave.

Hanwol's gaze shifted outside, scanning the usual emptiness of the area. He watched her retreating figure, his eyes now fixated on Jinni's hips, snugly squeezed into those low-rise pants she wore, stirring up conflicting emotions within him.

"Jinni," Hanwol called out. The girl turned back, her eyes meeting his. "Wanna come inside and talk for a bit?" he offered, his smile masking the turmoil he felt inside. At that moment, relief washed over Jinni's face, and she nodded, taking a few steps back toward the gate.

Hanwol watched as Jinni walked further into his house, his body moving on autopilot as he threw the beer can at the corner of his front yard and locked the gate. He caught up to her and opened the front door, gesturing for her to enter. She slipped off her shoes and stepped inside, while Hanwol lingered for a moment to lock the door once again.

The inside of Hanwol's house was plain and neat, reflecting his minimalist taste. The living room was adorned with simple furniture, a comfortable couch, and a coffee table. Jinni took a seat on the couch, sinking into its soft cushions, while Hanwol headed to the kitchen to put the fruits away.

In the kitchen, Hanwol glanced at the sparsely stocked refrigerator. "Do you mind a beer? I haven't done any grocery shopping yet," he called out to Jinni.

Jinni smiled politely. "Thanks, oppa. Don't trouble yourself. I'm fine with whatever you have."

Hanwol rummaged through the fridge for a moment, then remembered the leftover milk. He grabbed the carton and decided to pour himself and her a glass. With the milk in hand, he joined Jinni in the living room, placing the drink on the table and taking a seat in an armchair across from her.

As they sat there, sipping their respective beverages, the atmosphere felt both tight and uncertain. The silence lingered for a while until Hanwol finally broke it, his voice filled with genuine curiosity.

"So, Jinni, what really happened at the company? Why did they let me go without any proper explanation?" he asked, his eyes searching hers for the truth he had been desperately seeking.

Jinni's eyes widened at Hanwol's statement. "What? They fired you, oppa? I... I had no idea," she stammered, her grip tightening around her glass.

Hanwol let out a sigh, frustration evident on his face. He downed the milk in one gulp and slammed the empty glass onto the table.

"Doesn't really matter now. I just want to know how you messed up. Why did you leave the group, Jinni?" he asked, leaning forward, his gaze locked with hers.

The former idol bowed her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... I have a reason I can't disclose, oppa. But I'll speak to the CEO on your behalf—"

Hanwol interrupted her, his voice laced with accusation. "So, you can't disclose the reason because it's true that you were caught with a guy at a hotel? Is that rumor actually true?”

"Hanwol oppa! You know me! I-I am not like that!" Jinni blurted out, her voice filled with hurt and disbelief. Jinni felt seriously let down by her former manager. Hanwol had always been the one to boost her spirits and believe in her talents, but right now, he seemed like a whole new person.

"Yeah, yeah... My bad..." Hanwol muttered, his eyes fixed on Jinni.

He wasn't wasted or anything, but he was feeling hot under the collar—frustrated and just not right. His mind couldn't help but wonder, secretly hoping that the rumors about Jinni were true, that she was some sort of wild girl behind everyone's back.

"Look, I'm sorry, Hanwol oppa. I didn't realize my issues were getting to you too. I'll still talk to the CEO about this mess," Jinni said, getting up from her seat and giving a little bow. "I'm leaving now. Take care, oppa."

Hanwol stayed silent, his anger simmering inside. He then stood up, his hand grabbing onto Jinni's arm. “Since you're already here, why don't we make it worth our while, Jinni-ya?" Hanwol offered, trying to sound casual but with a hint of malice.

Jinni turned around, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked up at the towering man. "What do you mean...?"

Hanwol shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe you can let me fuck you to make up for all the trouble you've caused?" His words lacked respect, to take advantage of the situation rather than any genuine care.

Jinni's shock was beyond words. She desperately wanted to believe that Hanwol was just messing around, but the grip on her arm grew tighter, making it impossible for her to break free.

"What…? Come on, oppa, you're drunk or something? You-You're hurting and me," she managed to say, attempting to twist her arm out of his grasp.

"No, I'm not drunk, just annoyed and a little horny.” Hanwol let out a chuckle. “Don't be so uptight. There's no need to maintain that squeaky-clean image anymore. You're not an idol now," he said, reaching for her soft stomach and rubbing it.

Jinni pushed his hand away, fighting harder to break free. "Oppa, please... Please let go of me. I know you're angry with me, but you can't do something like this," she calmly pleaded, attempting to reason with him.

"Do what? Unleash the wild side of Choi Yunjin?" Hanwol swiftly shifted their positions, harshly shoving Jinni onto the couch. "I'll give you a good fuck as a goodbye, Jinni-ya, don't you worry.”

Hanwol wasted no time in yanking his track pants down, revealing his semi-erect cock to Jinni without a hint of shame. Jinni's heart filled with fear and panic, but she managed to keep her cool. She quickly got up from her seat and darted around the table, but before she could escape, Hanwol grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her.

"Ack!" Jinni let out a pained yelp as she crashed back onto the couch.

"Seems like you enjoy playing hard to get, huh?" Hanwol taunted, mocking her while tugging her head towards the edge of the couch. He stepped out of his crumpled pants hanging around his ankles, and slipped his legs under her armpits, effectively locking her arms useless.

Jinni found herself stuck upside-down, her head trapped between Hanwol's legs, with his cock noticeably weighing on her chest. This position made her dizzy, but she continued to fight back, trying to free her arms from behind his knees, yet all her efforts were in vain.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Ugh!" Jinni thrashed about, her panic evident.

"Don't ask dumb questions, Choi Yunjin. You're not that innocent. Just admit it," Hanwol asserted, gripping Jinni's thigh and maneuvering her lower body to align with her chest, pressing her butt against the cushioned backrest.

Jinni kicked her feet in the air, but Hanwol just held onto them, hugging them against his solid chest. He squeezed her ass through the fabric, getting all worked up by its softness as his junk on her breast reached its full glory.

"Yah!!! Stop! Please!!!" Jinni screamed her lungs out, trying to push herself away from between his legs by shoving against the edge of the couch with her palms.

Hanwol pushed himself down even more, trapping her tighter. He smacked her ass, making her flinch. "Can't you just stay put, you bitch?" he said, reaching for the zipper on her pants and unzipping it.

"Hell no!"

The ex-idol wriggled like crazy, but Hanwol had a grip on the waistband, wrenching her pants along her legs until they were stuck at her ankles, tying them together. He folded her calves to the back of the backrest and spread her knees wide, his eyes widening at the sight of her purple lace panties. His hands greedily massaged her inner thighs, ignoring Jinni's cries of resistance.

"Holy shit, you've got a fat pussy," Hanwol leered, pinching her squished cameltoe inside the panties.

Jinni tensed up and cursed at him, "Let me go, you disgusting creep!"

Hanwol scoffed and smacked her crotch with an open palm, causing her legs to close up in pain. He spread them apart again.

"Keep those legs wide open. I'm not done yet. Since you're so eager to scream, I'll give you a reason," he taunted. Without warning, he delivered another stinging slap to her sensitive area.

"Aah!" Jinni cried out in agony, clutching onto his legs for support.

Hanwol arranged her body on the couch so that only her head dangled over the edge. His balls intentionally pressed against her chin, while his rock-hard thick cock twitched whenever her breasts brushed against it.

"Why so quiet now?" he sneered, slapping her pussy once again. But this time, he didn't stop. He kept on repeatedly striking her burning flesh with force.

"It hurts! Fucking stop! Please!!!" Jinni twisted and turned in pain, but Hanwol kept her legs spread wide, keeping them in place.

"Come on! Admit it, you're just a cheap whore. The idol life doesn't suit your horny ass at all," he growled through gritted teeth, matching the rhythm of his hand pounding on her pussy. Jinni cried her heart out, her legs shaking from the intense pain inflicted on her most intimate sensitive area.

Just as Hanwol stopped, he ripped her panties in half and tossed the torn fabric aside. The scent of her pussy hit his nose as he got a full-on view of her naked snatch. He ran his thumb over her neatly trimmed pubes before reaching her clit.

Jinni's legs instantly clamped shut when she felt his touch on her sensitive spot. She let out a weak grunt, unable to lift her head anymore after enduring the relentless smacking on her pussy.

"I fucking told you not to close those legs, bitch," Hanwol reminded her, and another slap followed, leaving her already red and swollen pussy even redder.

"Oww!" Her body was in shock. She felt his finger slip inside her slick labia and slide along her slit. She knew exactly where he was heading, but she couldn't do a single thing to stop him.

Despite Hanwol's strong desire to fuck Jinni senseless right then and there, he knew she would fight back until the bitter end. So, he had to break her spirit first, and the plan was simple - make her own body betray her will. His finger found her entrance and slipped inside smoothly, all at once.

"Ahh!" Jinni's back arched involuntarily, her legs spreading wider as he moved his finger in and out. "Oh, God— S-Stop!"

"Quit pretending, Jinni-ya. Admit it, you love this," he stated, holding onto one of her thighs and adding another finger, fingering her with increasing speed.

"Aah! Fuck! Mm..." She bit her lip, suppressing a moan, feeling his palm smacking her pussy while his fingers explored her tight inner walls.

Hanwol slowed down but didn't stop completely, teasing her senses, making her crave more. He glanced at her flushed face, her chest heaving against his cock.

"You should be the one pleasuring me, you know, but look at you, enjoying yourself instead." Hanwol withdrew his fingers and flicked her clit sharply.

"Oww!" Jinni jerked in a mixture of pain and undeniable pleasure. She saw his hand rising. "N-No, don't— Argh!" A sharp slap instantly numbed her throbbing pussy.

Hanwol's two fingers slipped back into her pussy, now wetter and more fragrant from her growing arousal. Seeing that Jinni was weakened, he shifted to the side, freeing her arms and upper body from beneath him. He then folded her legs towards her chest, ensuring that the former idol had a clear view of how eagerly her pussy clenched around his fingers.

As he withdrew, his fingers glistened wet, some of her juice even dripping on her pubes. "Still refusing to admit that Choi Yunjin is a slut?" he taunted with a smirk, observing her flushed and sweaty face. Their physical exertions had left both of them covered in a sheen of sweat.

"I... I trusted you, Park Hanwol. I thought you were a good person but..." Jinni paused momentarily, "Ugh!" She twisted her body sideways, attempting to kick him off. Too bad he now had a firm grip on both of her legs. "Let me go!”

Hanwol reached down and wrapped his hand around her neck, giving it a squeeze. "Save your breath, Jinni-ya. Just quietly let me fuck you. Nobody gives a damn about us anyway. Not anymore.”

He tightened his grip, and Jinni's teary eyes shot daggers at him as she swung her arm, smacking his with all her might. Her face turned pale as she struggled to catch a breath, her mouth wide open.

He stood there, watching as her eyes rolled up, and her feeble attempts to hit him turned into weak tapping. Even the legs he held in his grasp barely put up a fight. Jinni was suffocating, and he knew it.

Not wanting her to pass out just yet, he released her legs and swiftly grabbed her waist, lifting her body up and tossing her onto the couch. Her head found support on the armrest, but it hardly mattered as she painfully gasped for air, coughing uncontrollably.

Hanwol wasted no time and positioned himself between Jinni's trembling legs, dipping his thick pre-drooling cockhead between her slick pussy lips. Still huffing and puffing, Jinni's hands flailed around aimlessly, trying to push him away.

"For fuck's sake! Just take my damn cock, you filthy slut!" Hanwol screamed into her face, his voice filled with rage, as he pinned her hands—one above her head and the other against the backrest—ensuring she had nowhere to escape.

"Yah, Park Hanwol... Haa... Don't you fucking dare! You bastard…”

Jinni's futile words were all she had left to fight against her former manager. However, they seemed to only provoke him further. He bent her body in a double, hoisting her legs up over her head and thrusting his crown against her defenseless little pussy.

Jinni let out a surprised "Eep" and wriggled violently, twisting and arching under the weight of Hanwol's forceful press. From her vantage point, she could see his cock slowly but surely stretching her tight cunt around its girth.

There was simply no way around it: she was doomed the moment Hanwol thrust forward hard, and Jinni's eyes widened as she saw all inches of his cock vanish into her, tearing her out and causing her belly to bulge beneath her belly button.

“Too big! Ahh! Shit— too deep… Fuck!!!” She gasped, barely managing to get the words out before Hanwol began clobberfucking her, pressing her down beneath him in a savage mating press.

He brutalized her with each powerful strike, causing her belly to swell at an insane speed. Her abdomen expanded with loud, squelching bloats and swells that outlined his cockhead inside her, leaving her gasping for breath and overwhelmed by the roughness of his smacking her soaking cunt.

The couch shook with each jab, but for Jinni, it felt like her whole world was being rocked at that moment. Her pussy was filled to the brim, a mix of pain and an unexplainable tingle shooting through her nerves, messing with her senses.

Hanwol locked eyes with Jinni, refusing to break the intense gaze. He kept thrusting his throbbing shaft into her, ramming it in and pulling back, perfectly in sync with the rhythm of his hips. His grunt of exertion reached Jinni's ears, making her shiver at the sound that solidified her lower position between them.

"I took good care of you..." he said, his breath ragged as he slowed down, relishing the tight squeeze of her canal. "So don't feel too bad for being such a good girl for me— Ugh!" he grunted in pure ecstasy.

Jinni narrowed her gaze, weakly looking at him. "I fucking hate you..."

The man slapped Jinni, leaving an immediate mark on her face. "Oh, I know you hate me, but you love this cock, you whore," he informed her.

She shook her head in denial and a hand closed around her neck. "Keuk," the sweaty girl gasped, her breath catching. His grip tightened even more. "Eughh!" Jinni groaned as Hanwol's fingers dug deeper into the flesh around her windpipe.

As his pulsing cock ripped into her, Jinni couldn't hold it and gurgle for mercy. Within moments of this harsh treatment, her body betrayed her, hitting her first mind-blowing orgasm of the night. She shrieked and writhed wild under relentless Hanwol.

Hanwol kept on holding onto her ankle above her head while another grip was on her bruised neck. Jinni expression was all messed up, teeth clenched tight as Hanwol gave her the fuck of a lifetime.

His hips barged down like a sledgehammer, slamming his balls on her entrance harder, causing her juice splatter everywhere. Her stomach bulged out even more, and Jinni threw her arms around it, wailing and going absolutely crazy. It made her nauseous for some reason.

Hanwol’s hand pressed the bulge in her stomach and a prolonged groan escaped through her constricted throat. He applied more pressure to the bulge, making her jerk in response, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of his cock filling her up.

Hanwol stopped and pulled out. Jinni convulsed as those veins and ridges of his cock dragged along her sensitive velvety walls. Before she could process anything else, Hanwol thrust back inside, causing her to cry out as the force pushed her upward.

"Ahh! P-Please..." her shaky voice was barely a whisper.

He set an unforgiving pace, his cock relentlessly hitting all the sweet spots inside her. The sounds she made with each pump were like exclamation marks. Whenever his tip brushed against her cervix, her eyes rolled back. Jinni was dripping with fluids, leaking and gushing all around him. Some even trickled down to her butthole.

"Please what?"

Hanwol loosened his grip on her throat, giving her a chance to breathe and speak, but all she could do was whimper and dig her nails into his shoulders. She was on the edge, feeling nothing but knots in her stomach, desperately craving release.

Hanwol let his hand slip between their bodies, pinching and tearing her stiff clit to stimulate her even more with both pain and pleasure. She shook against him as his hips roughly pierced into her. And then without pausing, he grabbed her left leg, placing it on his shoulder, driving his cock to the deepest depth of her pussy.

“Oh shit! You're milking me good, Jinni-ya. Haa— Fuck!”

Once again, she was choked, gasping for air beneath him, holding onto his muscular body as he both strangled and inflated her.

Hanwol took a deep breath and let out a blissful bellow as he shoved his entire cock into Jinni's pussy—way more than she ever thought possible. She went cross-eyed and had another body-shaking orgasm as he exploded inside her, filling her up with his hot, churning seed.

Her poor belly was filled with an excessive amount of fresh semen, a lot of which spilled back out and pooled on the couch. Her trembling hand clutched her swollen stomach.

Jinni was completely shattered, reduced to a wreck by his violation. Hanwol stayed inside her for a moment, panting, before slowly pulling his cock out from her cum-filled cunt, causing her pussy to squirt her nectar all over his crotch as she spasmed and arched her body, overwhelmed by ecstasy.

Hanwol wasn't about to give Jinni a break. He released her neck, and before she could even take a breath, he shoved all his fingers into her mouth, except for his thumb. Jinni gagged out loud, her chest sucking in as she struggled to handle it.

"You don't think we're done, do you? We're both jobless, so we've got all the time in the world to have some fun," he said with bitterness in his voice, recalling how he was unjustly fired.

Anger consumed Hanwol as he viciously attacked her hypersensitive pussy, aiming her clit at the tips of his fingers, repeatedly slapping it in an upward motion. With him between her legs, Jinni couldn't even close them, so they kicked against the couch on his sides.

Jinni's vocal resistance was reduced to gagging and retching as his fingers probed the depths of her throat, forcing her saliva to dribble down her cheeks. Her hands clenched his shirt tightly, but it didn't seem to have any noticeable effect.

Hanwol yanked his hand away from Jinni's mouth, and she shot up, coughing and sticking her tongue out. He grabbed her messy black hair, pulling her up while pointing his cock towards her mouth.

He pressed the tip of his cock against her cracked lips, feeling the anticipation of her warm mouth overwhelming him. Her lips tightened, her teeth grinding together in denial. She glared up at him, a mix of shock and disgust on her face.

Leaning over her, Hanwol tightened his grip on her hair, yanking out a few strands as she tried to pry his hands off. "Listen here... I'm not letting you go. I bet nobody even knows you're here, so might as well enjoy this like a slut you are."

"I am not your fucking slut!" she spat, her chest heaving with anger.

He responded with a loud slap across her face. Her lips parted, and Hanwol sighed as he invaded her mouth, feeling it close around him. He loosened his grip on Jinni's hair, his fingers cradling the back of her head. The wet heat got his pulse racing. He let out a breathy exhale, his eyes rolling back as Jinni reluctantly sucked on his shaft.

"Fuck," he hissed softly.

Jinni's head bobbed back and forth, her tongue embracing his thick flesh. It felt great until he realized she was just going through the motions. It was mechanical and lacked passion. Hanwol growled, his fingers twisting in her hair again before rocking his hips forward, sliding past the barrier of her throat. She gagged, her body tensing, and he groaned at the tight grip around him.

Hips jerking, he grabbed the side of Jinni's head with his other hand to hold her in place. If that's how she wanted it, he'd give it to her. Jinni's eyes darted up to him as he grinned down at her before shooting his cock forward, widening her eyes in surprise.

Hanwol was totally into it, feeling the warm, wet, tight glide of Jinni's throat around his pulsating cock. He thrust again. Her throat tightened. Jinni gagged and struggled, which only turned him on even more. He held onto her head firmly and pounded away, his hips going at it like a jackhammer, giving Jinni's throat no mercy.

Her knees shifted on the squeaky cushion beneath her. She tried to squirm away, but Hanwol had her face locked in place. Poor girl whimpered, choking for air. Drool and precum dripped down her chin, making a sloppy mess.

Feeling the climax approaching way too fast, Hanwol pulled back, his cock slipping out of Jinni's mouth. She coughed and spat, trying to catch her breath. Her cheeks were flushed, lips all swollen, and her skin had this slick shine to it. Hanwol licked his lips. She looked enticing. He gripped his throbbing member tightly to hold back the eruption.

He ran his fingers through Jinni's hair, trying to soothe her, but she shot him an angry glare with those slightly unfocused eyes of hers. Hanwol leaned down and licked the sweat off her ear, making her shudder as she exhaled shakily.

"Please," Jinni rasped, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe. She needed a break. A quick one would suffice.

Hanwol raised an eyebrow at her and straightened up. His cockhead brushed against her lips, but Jinni pulled away, denying him access. Hanwol just tugged her hair, yanking her head back. He bucked his hips forward as he entered her mouth again, rubbing himself against the inside of her cheeks and then felt Jinni's throat moving as she swallowed.

Honestly, Hanwol couldn't remember when he closed his eyes, but when he opened them, he saw Jinni's lips wrapped tight around his girth. Her eyes were shut, brows furrowed, and she really got her technique down this time. Her lips and tongue worked their magic, occasionally grazing him with her teeth, making her gag even before he was halfway down her throat.

Jinni spread her knees wider, like she was trying to ground herself somehow, and her head started moving faster. She forced herself onto him, shaking and gagging as Hanwol pushed past the resistance at the back of her windpipe before pulling back.

Moaning and totally lost in the moment, Hanwol tightened his grip on Jinni's hair, his mouth hanging open as he kept hammering forward. Jinni's eyes shook with fear, but she didn't back away, knowing things would get even rougher if she did. Instead, she braced herself as Hanwol went at her mouth with renewed intensity. He grunted, completely caught up in the pleasure.

She was hot, wet, and soft, spinning his world around like crazy. He fucked her face even faster, pounding into her stretched throat, savoring every desperate gag. Jinni's eyes rolled back, tears streaming down her cheeks, and Hanwol let out a loud cry as he buried deep. Leaning forward, he cradled Jinni's head in his hands as he blew his load down her throat.

With no choice in the matter, Jinni swallowed every drop Hanwol gave her, but some of it dribbled from her mouth, ending up on her chin. When he was finally done, Hanwol pulled away, leaving Jinni slumped forward on the couch. She was awake but weak, panting loud and hard.

Hanwol's thirst was somewhat quenched, enough to make the air feel steamy as he finally took off his shirt and slung it over his shoulder. He then helped Jinni peel off her sweaty clothes, tearing her tight shirt in half down her back and yanking it off her body, leaving her kneeling there on all fours in her bralettes.

Not that he cared about her boob size or anything, but he figured it'd be better if she was completely naked. So, he unhooked her bralettes, letting the lacy fabric drop down. Jinni didn't put up as much of a fight anymore, which made him give her bare ass a smack, printing a reddish mark on her skin.

Jinni fell silent, her heavy breathing the only audible sound in the room. Yet, Hanwol's frustration lingered, leaving him unsatisfied. He had come this far, so why not push further? That thought crossed his mind.

Giving in to his negative emotions, Hanwol grabbed a handful of Jinni's hair, pulling her upright. With his other hand, he explored her chest, groping her breast. Moving on, he caressed her stomach while gazing into her fluttering, puffy eyes.

"You're gonna be filled up with nothing but my cum, Jinni-ya," he remarked, pressing his palm against her soft tummy.

Jinni simply stared at him, her mouth dry as she swallowed hard. Hanwol didn't require a response either way. He guided her down onto the couch, positioning her in front of the coffee table. Then, he bent her over the rectangular surface.

On the other side of the table sat a glass of milk he had served her earlier. Jinni's blank gaze glued on it, her indifference palpable. That was, until he spread her ass and spat right on her asshole. Her eyes widened as she glanced back at him.

"Wh-What the hell are you doing? Yah! You-You can fucking ruin my pussy, damn it! Don't you—Argh!!"

Hanwol stepped on her head, causing her hands to flail behind her in a desperate attempt to shield her untouched anus. That turned out to be a major mistake as he captured her wrists and bound them with his shirt he had hanging on his shoulder earlier.

With her hands tied, she was once again at his mercy as he gave her pussy a hard slap from behind. "Ahh! Fuck!" She gritted her teeth in pain, yet her legs trembled, and her juices leaked from her sore pussy.

"What the fuck? Did you just come from that? What a slut," he scoffed, delivering another solid smack to her pussy.

Her body shook even harder, her toes curling as more fluid dripped onto the floor. Biting her lip, she suppressed a moan. She wasn't about to give Hanwol the satisfaction he craved by admitting that her body was practically in overdrive because of all the sensation scratching under her skin.

Hanwol's mouth found her glistening skin, planting wet kisses on her shoulder and neck, while his hands reached around her belly, giving it a gentle massage.

"You are so fucking erotic right now," Hanwol murmured. "Would be a shame to let you go so soon..." His fingers traced light patterns across Jinni's waist, causing goosebumps to rise in their trail. "I should keep you like this. Completely naked, Choi Yunjin."

Jinni closed her eyes, trying to imagine she was anywhere else. With anyone else. But then, a warm, wet tongue licked up the side of her neck, and she reluctantly opened her eyes again.

The sensation felt strangely good. Unwanted, of course, but still pleasurable. She didn't want to get lost in the sensations and forget the nightmare—the fact that he was forcing himself on her. Hanwol's fingers trailed down her body, reaching the cleft of her ass, making Jinni tense up.

"This could have gone differently, Jinni-ya," Hanwol said, sounding almost wistful. It took a moment for Jinni to swallow the lump in her throat. "You could have just given in. Let loose and fuck like wild rabbits.”

She shook her head. "I used to care for you, Park Hanwol. I used to adore you. But not anymore... Go fuck yourself,” Jinni calmly cursed him, straining against her restraints, trying to free herself. A firm hand clamped onto the curve of Jinni's hip, and she tensed as his middle finger pressed down between her ass cheeks, pressing against the entrance of her anus.

"Please, don't. I'm begging you," she huffed, fear evident in her voice.

Hanwol loosened his grip a bit, but his finger stayed put, poking her asshole.

"Come on, please," Jinni pleaded again, tilting her head to catch a glimpse of her former manager's face over her shoulder.

Hanwol sneered at her, his grip digging into her hip like an eagle on a mouse, and a surge of panic shot through Jinni's chest before he violently shoved his finger up her ass.

The pain was unbearable. Jinni let out a shrill scream, feeling the dry, burning agony, and desperately tried to wiggle her hips away. But Hanwol had a tight grip, keeping his finger firmly lodged inside her.

Jinni slumped against the table, her head hanging down. Then, he twisted his finger inside her, making her insides clench and spasm in torment. It hurt like a bitch. Tears squeezed through her tightly shut eyelids.

Slowly, he pulled the finger out, making it feel like he was about to rip her guts out too. Jinni took a shaky breath, only to have it shoved back in with brutal force.

Something tore. Jinni felt it like a blazing inferno ripping through her, and she let out an anguished wail. She slammed harder against the table, all her muscles toned up, desperate for any escape that seemed impossible.

Meanwhile, Hanwol's other hand trailed up her spine, ending at the base of her skull, and he yanked her back against him. Full of excitement, he drove his finger deeper, like it was drilling through her freaking guts.

"Pull it out! It hurts!" she screamed, her tied hands twisting trying to reach out to her burning ass. "Please! Ahh!"

But Hanwol didn't give a shit. He kept curling his finger inside her until Jinni's vision blurred at the edges and the room started spinning like a damn tornado. She wished for the sweet relief of passing out. At least then, she wouldn't have to endure the humiliation and agony.

Closing her eyes, she tried to surrender to the darkness, but then Hanwol's thrusts eased up, finally stopping, and she grunted as he jerked his finger out of her and shoved her face down onto the table.

Hanwol freed her hands and instead used a shirt to cover her face. "Hmph!" It wasn't as suffocating as when he choked her, but she still had to inhale deeply through the fabric to get a breath of air, resulting in a constant huffing sound escaping her mouth.

As Hanwol's hands slid hotly along her hips again, Jinni tensed up. She could feel the pressure of the man's cock, and it seemed unbelievably larger than when she had taken it in her mouth. Hanwol had been big before, making her choke and struggle to accommodate his entire length.

Now, Jinni silently panicked, fearing that his cock wouldn't fit before he forcefully pushed it inside her. It was too much. Hanwol's cock was larger than his finger. Jinni screamed, her nails digging into the tabletop as she desperately searched for something, anything to escape, only to find more pain. Hanwol pressed deeper, thrusting his hips forcefully until he was completely buried inside Jinni's already abused hole.

Jinni tore around him, screaming, jerking, and clawing at the table as her weak body protested against the invasion.

The intoxicated man groaned behind her, his hands gripping and releasing Jinni's curvy hips. "Oh fuck—so tight!" he moaned in bliss. "You're squeezing my cock, Jinni-ya!"

He slowly pulled out, causing Jinni to hiss as her insides clung to the retreating girthy member. But Hanwol didn't leave her completely. He paused with the head of his cock still inside her and, with another groan, thrust back in.

Jinni grunted, squeezing her eyes shut. She wouldn't scream again. Hanwol could take what he wanted, do as he pleased, but she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing her break yet her loud heaving continued without a second break.

More tears streamed down her face as Jinni pressed her forehead harder against the table. His thrusts were forceful and deep, pushing her stomach against the table. Jinni held onto that small pain—it provided a temporary escape, allowing her to focus on one thing instead of the other, although it didn't last long.

Hanwol leaned over her, sliding one hand into Jinni's hair, pulling her head up and back. "I will have you," he hissed in her ear. "Your body. Your pain. Your screams. And you'll accept it soon enough."

Jinni gagged as he suddenly impaled sharply, her eyes blinking open, seeing only white blurry vision. Her body had loosened, her constricting passage slick from his precum and her own fluids. Hanwol slowed down, penetrating her belly deeply until Jinni could feel the bulge inside pressing the table.

Shifting his hips, Hanwol changed the angle of his thrusts, and Jinni's mouth fell open. The pain began to fade, replaced by a burning, aching pleasure that she denied in her heart. She refused to give in. She wouldn't break. She wouldn't allow this to be anything more than what it was—a brutal violation of her body and mind.

"Never!" Jinni exclaimed, but her body had a mind of its own.

Her clit was throbbing, starting off slow but getting stronger with each scratching thrust from Hanwol. Her skin flushed, heat spreading through her chest, nipples fully standing, and her pussy leaking excessively. It was making her dizzy. Jinni's body was on fire, and she couldn't help but let out a moan between her deep breaths.

Hanwol chuckled, loosening his grip on Jinni's hair as his hand trailed down her arched back. He grabbed her ass, going harder and faster, fucking her with wild abandon. Jinni's head dropped forward, mouth hanging open, her spit soaking the cloth around her head, choking on the mix of pleasure and distress.

One of Hanwol's hands found her dripping pussy and began stroking her clit in rhythm with his thrusts. "You see, Jinni-ya," Hanwol groaned, giving her clit a wicked twist that made her stomach flutter. "You're a slut. Your body knows it, even if you deny it."

Jinni shook her head, denying it, even as her body burned with heat, desire, and pulsating bliss. Sweat clung to her skin, beading on her forehead and rolling down her back and chest. But with each passing moment, her denials grew weaker as Hanwol's actions intensified.

Hanwol pulled out of Jinni, gripping her shoulders and turning her towards the davenport. They slipped on the pool of her sticky juices on the marble floor, barely managing to stay upright before falling onto the cushions.

Quickly kneeling between her thighs, Hanwol guided his cock towards her puckered and twitching asshole. This time, as he entered Jinni, her ass welcomed him, making her feel full to her stomach. It stretched her virgin hole wider than she thought possible, almost as if it would tear from the sheer force. But Hanwol didn't hold back, pulling out and thrusting back in.

Jinni's breath caught in her throat as a new sensation shot through her like a lightning bolt. Her arousal ignited, and she squirted girl juice across Hanwol's chest, her legs quivering as he spread them to the sides and continued to pound into her, his cockhead slamming her guts from the inside.

Hanwol was going at it, pounding away with all his might, and the room echoed with the sound of slapping flesh and heavy breathing. Jinni couldn't help but moan, her body heating up and craving something she had never felt before.

"Come on, say it," Hanwol growled, thrusting so hard that Jinni felt like she was getting launched off the couch. She held onto her legs tightly, trying to keep up with the intensity. She was determined to keep her pride.

Jinni tried closing her eyes, hoping to escape the overwhelming sensations, but darkness only seemed to amplify every touch, every thrust, and every surge of heat that washed over her. When she opened her eyes, she saw Hanwol lost in his own lust, and it made her feel ashamed and disgusted with herself.

"Just say it!" Hanwol demanded again, his voice a mix of ecstasy and a dangerous growl. His hips moved with a ferocity that hit Jinni in all the right places, and she whimpered as her clit pulsated.

Her whole body felt like it was about to explode when she couldn't hold back anymore and screamed, muffled, "What do you want from me?! Ahh!"

Hanwol ripped off the shirt covering her face and kept thrusting. Finally, Jinni could breathe freely. He didn't care about anything else now, just fucking her relentlessly, over and over, until his rhythm became erratic and Jinni's eyes rolled back.

He was on the edge of climax. "Just say you're a slut!" Hanwol snarled.

His body tensed up as his orgasm ripped through him. He buried himself deep inside her, pressing his hips against her firmly, and Jinni bit her lip as she felt his hot load flooding her. It felt like he was shooting directly into her stomach, making her feel bloated.

Hanwol jerked and kept going until his orgasm subsided, and Jinni desperately hoped he would be done with her now. He slumped forward for a moment, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his high faded into a satisfied glow.

Letting out a soft groan, Hanwol looked up and let go of Jinni's legs, reaching for her swollen clit instead. No words were needed; his gaze alone conveyed what he wanted as he gripped her pussy lips tightly.

She shook her head. "No…" she weakly said, her voice filled with emotion.

Hanwol's eyes flickered with irritation, and he gave her clit a sharp, painful twist. Jinni hissed but then followed it up with a precise stroke that sent waves of pleasure through her. He fingered her pussy, twisted his hand like a screw, and then pulled back until his thumb teased her entrance.

Tears welled up in Jinni's eyes, and all she could manage was a choked-off sob. She pressed her fist against her mouth, biting down on her finger. Hanwol twisted his hand around her crotch so forcefully that Jinni feared he might rip off her clit.

Jinni let out a cry, sounding like a wounded animal on the verge of giving up, and she slipped off the couch, landing on the cold floor. She huffed, clutching her stomach, feeling too weak to move any further. The tingling sensation all over her body just added to her discomfort.

Hanwol flopped onto the couch, running his fingers through his damp hair and letting out a huff. He kicked back, staring up at the ceiling and realizing that the living room had been dim for god knows how long. The day was almost over, slowly turning into dusk.

Out of the blue, a laugh burst out of him, followed by a scoff. "We're both a mess now. We're ruined, aren't we?" he mumbled, catching a whiff of the unmistakable scent of sex lingering in the air. Exhaustion was finally getting the best of him, and his tired eyes fluttered, gradually closing.

Everything was cluttered. His life, his house, his future— a huge chaos. Strangely enough, he didn't feel crushed by it all. He knew he'd deal with those problems when the time came in whatever way he could. Jinni too.

With his eyes shut, Hanwol's lips moved silently. "Jinni-ya, should I be your manager again after this?" No response came from the violated girl, and a breath later, he drifted off to sleep.

#kpop smut #kpop gg #kpop girls #male reader #non con smut #nmixx smut #nmixx jinni #Jinni smut #male oc #girl group smut #commissioned work

[berryhobii]

Games (ksj x reader)

Pairing: Boyfriend!Kim Seokjin x black!female!reader

Word Count: 2K+

Warnings: established relationship, Smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), slight brat!reader and slight brat tamer!Jin, whiny reader, masturbation(f receiving), multiple orgasms(f receiving), clit play, fingering, squirting, voyeurism I guess(Jin watches reader touch herself), light nipple play, reader has TIG ‘OL BITTIES, missionary, both legs over one shoulder position, cum swallowing, light overstimulation

A/N: Hi! I’m back with a little something for all of my Seokjin fans! Inspired by that live when he played computer games for like 3 hours and was making noises that had me turning my phone volume down😩😩🤭 as for reader, I only mentioned them having brown skin and sweated out hair, nothing too specific this time around. Anyway, please enjoy and let me know what you think! Stay safe loves🩵🩵🩵

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“Jinnie! Pay attention to me.” You whined as you draped yourself across your boyfriend’s wide shoulders.

“Later, baby. I want to hit a streak on this.”

He was currently playing some stupid game where he had to get a man in a pot to the top of stupid hill or something. Honestly, you didn’t even know and you didn’t really care. All you wanted was for your boyfriend to come rail you until the neighbors complained. Or until your bed frame broke again. Whichever came first. But he was adamant about reaching a certain point in the game that not even the call of sex could pull him away.

How could it not?! Your pussy was much better entertainment than some lousy computer game. Hell, it entertained himself more than enough that one time the wifi went out. So why wasn’t it now?

You should go and yank the plug out of the wall and really make him mad.

You pouted your lip, grabbing both of his cheeks and turning his head until his face was planted right between your full breasts.

“But baby….I need you.”

He moved his head so that he could look up at you. God you were adorable when you were all pouty and horny. Of course he wanted to fuck you to tears but he hasn’t had a lot of time to sit and play his games lately. He just wanted to play for a little while but when you were horny, you were horny. And you did anything to get what you wanted.

Perhaps he spoiled you a bit too much but he didn’t mind. He liked you like that—his spoiled little princess.

He lifted his hands to rest on your ass, giving the fat a little spank. “I know princess. Just be patient for a little bit, yeah? I promise I’ll play with you later.”

Your lip could have fallen off from how hard you were jutting it out. Nevertheless, you relented, releasing his head from your hold.

“Fine. But I’m not happy about it.”

His smile made your heart flutter. He was too cute to stay mad at for long. Damn your weakness for him.

“I’ll do whatever you want later, okay?” He lifted his hand to pinch at your nipple that was poking through your tank top. You squealed at the sudden pain, not even trying to deny the tingling in your cunt.

Tease.

“Stop.” You whined, batting his hand away to which he laughed and turned back to his game.

Damn it. Now you were more horny if that was even possible.

Trudging over to the bed, you flopped belly first onto it. You laid there for a hot moment, trying to ignore the wetness of your panties sticking to you and your clit that was aching for attention.

Knowing Seokjin, he’d be on that game for hours, probably well past bedtime and you couldn’t wait that long.

Fuck it. You’d take matters into your own hands. If Seokjin wouldn’t fuck you, you’d just do it yourself. Yeah!

Flipping over, you reached for your shorts, tugging them down and off along with your panties. You shivered as the cool air brushed against your heated core. Everything just felt so sensitive for some reason.

You removed your tank top next, breasts flopping down against your body once freed.

Scooting up so that your head was resting on the pillows, your hands began their journey. You didn’t even need to warm yourself up since you’ve been warmed up and desperate for hours.

Your fingertips met your clit, hips jumping at the pressure. Fuck, you were pent up. You ran your fingers down your slit, gathering some of the copious wetness that was spilling out of you before trailing back up to your clit.

Your back arched as you rubbed small circles into the sensitive little nub. You could already feel an orgasm building in your lower tummy.

“Mmpf, fuck…” You moaned quietly, twisting and pinching at your nipple. Your fingers sped up a little bit, applying more pressure and building that heat even faster.

Your legs shifted restlessly, toes digging into the sheets as that tingling feeling spread all over your body.

Mouth dropping, your orgasm washed over you in blazing waves. You continued to rub at your clit, guiding yourself through until you could breathe again.

But you needed more.

Glancing over at your boyfriend, you found him still absorbed in his game. You bit your lip as you took in the broad expanse of his back, those shoulders home to your legs whenever he’d take you in missionary. People thought it was a boring position but you absolutely loved it, the curve of his cock would hit your spot just right and…..

You didn’t even realize your fingers had started moving again as you thought about your boyfriend’s cock…..and his hands…..and his tongue.

Abandoning your breast, you brought your hand down to your hole, stuffing two fingers inside of yourself. You located your spot easily, pressing up into it and beginning to thrust your fingers in and out. The fingers on your clit worked in tandem, that pressure building again.

Your skin felt too tight, pleasure bursting at your seams as you stimulated your most sensitive spots.

Suddenly, the sound of Seokjin’s cries of failure hit your ears and you swore your soul left your body. What the hell was up those almost pornographic noises?

The pads of your fingers pressed even faster into your walls, rubbing against that spot harder until that pressure felt ready to explode.

The squelching of your walls were loud enough to catch Seokjin’s attention. He froze for a second, making sure he was hearing correctly.

Then your pleasured gasps met his ears and he knew he wasn’t hallucinating. A smirk rose to his face, that slightly egotistical feeling settling in his chest.

You were such a brat but you were his brat.

Leaving his game for now, he turned in his chair to face the bed where your beauty was laid out.

Lost in pleasure, your brown skin glistening from sweat, chest heaving and arm muscles contracting as you moved them between your legs.

He couldn’t see much due to your bent legs but judging by the sounds, you were soaking wet. Probably dripping all over.

He could feel his cock beginning to stand at attention. Just the thought of your gushing walls wrapping around his cock was enough to push him to his feet.

You were so busy chasing your high that you didn’t even feel the bed sinking nor the new presence that joined you.

A soft touch trailed up the inside of your thigh made you flinch, your eyes opening and head lifting from the pillows to find your boyfriend sitting in front of you.

“J-jinnie…” You gasped.

His eyes were bright, a small smile on his face. One that made a cold rush go down your body.

“Keep going, princess. You’re close.” He’s studied your body long enough to know those things.

You obeyed, your clit buzzing and walls clenching as you pushed yourself closer and closer to the edge.

Seokjin’s touches were featherlight as they trailed up your thighs, fleeting and barely there but still managing to make you feel hot all over.

“I’m cumming….Jinnie, please…” You whined, begging for him to do anything. Something.

He shushed you, leaning to press a light kiss on the side of your knee. “Cum princess.”

And like a switch had been flipped accessible only by him, your orgasm rammed into you like a truck.

The force of your walls pushed your fingers out of yourself, a small spray of liquid following. Your moan was wall shaking, fingers slapping against your overstimulated clit to ride out your orgasm.

“Shit! Oh my god!” You hissed, your legs shaking from the shocks.

Seokjin watched with lustful, hooded eyes as you came. He would never grow tired of the sight.

“My pretty girl.” He whispered against your skin, kissing his way up your belly and between the valley of your breasts. His hands gripped at the soft globes, the familiar weight feeling like heaven in his palms. His plush lips licked and sucked dark hickies into your skin, index fingers and thumbs pinching at your hardened nipples.

You hummed a moan, your own fingers gripping at his pajama shirt, trying to undo the buttons.

He tsked. “Such a greedy girl. I told you to be patient.” His lips trailed up your sweaty throat, nipping at your pulse point that was thrumming like crazy. He inhaled the sweetness of your skin, tongue catching the saltiness of your sweat. You drove him crazy. He wanted to devour you.

“If you gave me what I wanted in the first place, I wouldn’t be greedy.” You fired back. Even after all this, you still had the gall to be smart with him.

He smirked against your throat, his fingers giving your nipples a surprise twist and making you yelp.

“God you’re so spoiled.” He raised his body so that he was hovering over you and could take in your face. Your glittering eyes and thick lips beckoning for him closer.

Your fingers finally got his shirt open, fingers feeling up his lean stomach and wide chest.

“And?” You fluttered your lashes, hand going down to grip at his erection.

He grunted at the feeling of your palm rubbing at him, a chuckle struggling through.

“And I love you.”

You smiled, feeling warm all over at his confession. “I love you too.”

He pecked your lips a few times before moving to your cheeks and then your nose and forehead, giving you kisses all over your face. You giggled, basking in his affection for a moment before you remembered what you were doing.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, hands running through his soft hair. “Fuck me, Jinnie. Please.” You pulled him back down to kiss him again, this time more desperate and needy. Pushing his shirt off his shoulders and him pulling it all the way off, his lips never left yours. You went for his pants next, pushing them down enough so that his cock was freed.

Your warm palm wrapped around him, thumb swiping at the precum at his tip and smearing it around. He moaned against your lips, hips canting forward into your hand.

“Jin….hurry.” You urged, wanting him inside now.

He smirked against your mouth. “So impatient.” He pulled away from you, your breaths mingling as you both panted. You took in his flushed face—ears and cheeks flushed red and plush lips swollen and spit slicked. You had a thought to sit on his face but tucked it away for later. For now, you just needed his cock.

Seokjin pushed his pants the rest of the way off. He never wore underwear to bed so that wasn’t an issue. Gripping his cock, he stroked it a few times before lining up with your entrance.

You held your breath as he slid inside, his girth stretching you and filling you to the brim.

“You’re so wet, princess. Feel so good….” He groaned, one hand digging into your thigh to pull you closer and the other going to rest beside your head.

You inhaled a deep breath, relaxing your walls to let him push the rest of the way inside.

“Cock feels so good, Jinnie….” You breathed. “Fuck me. Now.” You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles behind his back.

Not needing to be told again, he began thrusting his cock into your slick walls. Every thrust made your walls squelch, louder than your heartbeat that pounded in your ears. Seokjin could hear it too, fingers digging harder into your thigh.

Loud staccato moans left his lips, his cock engulfed the the warm and wet heat of your pulsing walls. He could already feel his own orgasm creeping up on him, faster than he anticipated.

His moans lit something inside of you, your arms hugging him closer. Seokjin was always a vocal lover, letting you know just how good he felt and you loved that. It was also really hot to hear a man be so noisy.

You could feel that tingling once again in your lower tummy. It felt stronger than before and radiated all the way to your toes.

“I’m gonna cum.” You announced.

Seokjin groaned, shaking your arms from around his shoulders much to your displeasure. He slowed down momentarily, a bratty whine humming in your throat.

“Shush.”

He grabbed both of your legs, bringing them together and then putting them over his shoulder. He folded you in half, your knees resting on your collarbone and your bottom slightly lifting off of the bed.

This new position made your walls tighten up even further.

You could feel every inch and vein of his cock, the ridges brushing against your spot everytime. Your nails scratched at his broad back as Seokjin began hammering into your juicy cunt.

“J-Jin!!! Jin!!” You screamed. It felt like his cock was in your stomach, thrusts scrambling your brain and hurtling you towards the edge.

He leaned down to kiss you on your open mouth and your cheeks. Your walls were squeezing him tight enough for him to slow down a bit, stroking you slow and deep. Every press of his hips knocked the air out of your lungs, your fingers leaving welts across his back from how rough you were holding him.

“Mmmm-m’cumming….” You stuttered, that band in your tummy pulling taut and ready to snap.

“There you go, princess. Cum on my cock. Good girl.”

This orgasm was powerful, settling deep in your muscles and shuddering your body with pleasure.

Seokjin choked on a moan as your soaking walls clenched around him. He sped up, hips clapping against your ass as he chased orgasm.

“Gonna cum, princess….” The head of his cock rubbed against your abused sweet spot. You gasped, overstimulation starting to prickle at your throbbing cunt.

“My mouth, Jinnie. Cum in my mouth.”

He reluctantly pulled out of your pussy, your legs dropping and body lifting to get on your knees in front of him. You took him into your mouth, sucking harshly at his tip, tongue licking under the head.

His hands buried in your sweated out hair, forcing his cock further down your throat. He tossed his head back, biting at his red kissed lips as your hot mouth worked him into his orgasm.

He forced your head down until he was buried completely in your throat, moaning loudly as he came. Your fingers dug into the sheets, eyes watering as you choked around his girth.

You swallowed down every drop, waiting until Seokjin released your head before sliding off his cock.

You fell back against the sheets, trying to regain your breath. Your body felt sated and you were close to drifting off to sleep but you were suddenly flipped over onto your stomach.

“Huh?” You drowsily hummed, lifting your head and turning a little to look behind you. You gasped when you felt Seokjin’s cock fill you once again. You thought he would go back to playing his game after giving you what you wanted but you were very wrong.

“Ahhh….but what….what about your game?”

“I have a new game. Making you cum until I can play in peace.”

Uh oh…..

#bts #bts smut #bts x black reader #bts fic #seokjin smut #bts imagines #namjoon smut #jungkook smut #yoongi smut #jimin smut #hoseok smut #taehyung smut

[wonik1ss]

baby project — ja.k

pairing : jake x f!reader

song rec : keeping tabs - niki + boyfriend material - gareth.t

a/n : second longest fanfic you will EVER get from me

“ FUCK U JAKE SIM!! “. You yelled hair covered in ketch up as Jake from the very back of your English class laughed maniacally at you. As your teacher had your bff Yunjin bring you to the bathroom to freshen up.

“ I can’t believe him! “. You yelled as you had your head under the schools faucet as Yunjin washed your hair out with some soap she for whatever reason had in her locker.

“ I really don’t understand why he is always pranking you! I have been with you since pre-k and I don’t have a single reason why he would be doing this! “. You nodded as you grabbed a bunch of paper towels and dried your hair. 

“ Think he was just born to annoy me at this point “. You said as Yunjin giggled.

“ I am so glad I have this class with you Jinnie If I didn’t I think I would die “. You pretended to faint as the girl giggled and grabbbed your hand.

“ I know I know now let’s get back to class before Mr. Young sends Jake to get us “. You gaged as the girl loudly laughed as you walked back to class.

-

“ What did I do to you? “. You whispered while looking up as Jake laughed.

“ Are you talking to your demons now? “

“ Ya guess you would know because you are one “. Jake rolled his eyes as Yunjin walked over to your desk.

“ Think.. Think of this of a bonding moment! “. You took both of her shoulders in your hands as you began to talk.

“ If I don’t make it out of this project alive make sure Yuna never touches my plushie collection “. Yunjin rolled her eyes and walked over to her partner, as you sighed.

Your teacher decided to place you and Jake as partners for this “ Baby Project “ your school decided to introduce this year. 3 weeks taking care of a baby with a male of female partner of your teachers choice.

“ Ok what do you want to name it? “. Jake asked as you raised your eyebrows.

“ It stupid it’s a boy! “. You hit Jakes head as his eyes went wide.

“ How did you know that? “

“ It fucking has a penis! “. You practically screamed as you pointed straight at your baby. Jake stared at his table as you rolled your eyes.

This was going to be a long 3 weeks…

-

“ TAKE THE DAMN BABY JAKE! “. You had spent all night with the baby crying and needing to be changed and coddled you were tired of it. Plus it was Jakes turn to take the baby but for some odd reason he just wouldn’t.

“ I.. I just can’t “. You rolled your eyes. Tf does he have to do on a Saturday night?

“ Why? “

“ I have soccer practice.. and the guys will make fun of me.. “

“ Do I look like I give a fuck just.. stuff it in your locker and I’ll text you when it needs something.. you have my number and the baby app on your phone right? “. Jake nodded as you handed him the baby and started to walk home before he grabbed your arm.

“ Don’t try to stalk me at practice now no visitors allowed “. Jack winked as your checks grew pink.

2 weeks left.. Just 2 weeks left..

-

You laughed at your friend Ning Nings joke as you got of the lunch line and walked to your groups table. Your group consisted of 3 girls which included you, Yunjin and ningning and Sunoo who just kinda popped into your group.

“ I swear that bitch Sooha wants to tustle with me and I swear if she tells me to back of Heeseung again I will fight her “. You laughed as Ning Ning went on and on about the one crazy girl in your class as you felt a shadow cast over you.

“ I’ll take the baby now.. If you want “. You looked up and titled your head.

“ But I have her till 3 period tomorrow? “

“ I know you have dance practice and Layla gets mosey around then.. so I’ll take her now “. You nodded and were about to pass the baby to the awkwardly boy until you remembered something.

“ You named him.. Layla? “

“ Ya after my dog “. You giggled.

“ You know his a boy right? “

“ Ya.. we can just call him Lay for short! “. You smiled and passed the baby over as Jake went to his table, and you swore you saw a pink tint on his ears.

“ Ooooh “. Sunoo cooed as you turned to him confused.

“ What? “

“ He likes you.. “. Yunjin said as her eyebrows went up and down.

“ What! no way! “. Your friends nodded as you stared at your plate of food in confusion.

Why did you whole friend group think you liked Jake.. and why was your stomach feeling so weird today?

-

“ Your seriously going to teach or baby to play soccer? “. You laughed as Jake pulled Lay from his back. The before almost naked baby now in a little Jersey and shorts. You burst out laughing as Jake pulled out a little soccer ball from his pocket too.

“ Ofcourse! We got to have something in common “. You smiled and followed the boy as he set the tiny ball down, you were on one side of it and Jake was on his knees behind the baby getting to ready to act like it was playing.

Then on the count of three you tried to kick the little ball into the goal but somehow everytime Jake won.

“ That’s unfair he has a soccer dad how am I supposed to beat that! “. You said as you tried your best to get the ball into the goal but once again Jake blocked you. But this time you tripped and fell on him.

You opened your eyes to see Jake’s worrying eyes looking all over you.

“ You ok Y/n? “. Jake hadn’t called you by your actual name for the bast 3 years you have known him…

“ Uh.. Ya ya “. You said as you slowly got of the worried boy,

“ Is.. Is the baby ok? “. You said looking around the grass for your little baby Lay.

“ Ya moved him out the way before you fell “. You laughed as Jake looked at you confused till he looked at the baby. It’s head had a dent.

“ That looks like 3 deducted points to me! “. Jake said acting like your teacher by even going the extra mile you wave on of his fingers around like he did.

Shit.. did Jake always look this cute?

-

“ That looks like 3 deducted pint to me! “. Your teacher said as you giggled.

“ Something funny Ms. Y/l “. You shock your head as Jake smiled at you as you were dismissed to your seats.

“ Got his reaction down to a tea “. You giggled as your teacher started talking about what you should have learned from the experience.

“ Y/n.. I have a question.. that you can totally ask me not to ask if yo- “

“ Just tell me Jake! “. You said as the boy rubbed the back of his neck.

“ You sure? “

“ Yes “

“ Like absolutely sure? “

“ Yes Jake “

“ Lik- “

“ Just tell me Jake! “

“ Would you want to go out with me this Friday? “. Your eyes went wide as Jake bit his lip while you stared at you.

“ Sure “

“ That didn’t sound like you want to.. “

“ Ok.. yes Jake I would love to go out with you om Staurday your so hot and nice why would I say no! “. You exaggerated as the boy blushed and laughed.

“ Something funny Mr. Sim? “. Your teacher asked as him and the rest of the class turned to the two of you.

“ No Mr. Young I just bagged myself a real life so I’m feeling pretty good right now! “. The whole class erupted into giggles and laughter as your cheeks flushed red and Jake sent a wink your way.

Boy were you happy for this Baby Project now..

#kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop idol x reader #kpop imagines #kpopidol #kpop gg #kpop girls #kpop smau #reader x idol #reader insert #ive x reader #enhypen jake #jake x reader #jake sim #jake english #jake fluff #jake fanfic #jake x y/n #jake x you

[channieandhisgoonsquad]

Ivry and her wild dreams!!

Word Count: 885

Warnings: None

Comment: Y’all. I can’t make this shit up. I mean I can, but you know what I mean. I be having the most fun dreams sometimes! Like the other night when I dreamt about a JJK character 🫣 but this time it was Jinnie!! 😍

I was the daughter of one of Chan's moms friend. And we all got invited to their vacation home to celebrate something. Or just for a party.

The boys were there too.

And Hyunjin was wearing that iconic “boyfriend” airport look with the glasses, black sweater, and longer hair. You know what I’m talking about. Hehehe.

Everyone was talking and having a good time. I was approached by Hyunjin and Felix and we were just chatting. I was awe struck by Hyunjin and his aura though and had to excuse myself because damn I was so attracted to him.

I went outside the front of the house. The house was in the middle of nowhere, so I just wandered out towards this small play area from when their kids were small. There was a tree swing and I just sat on it and tried to calm myself.

I was facing Away so I didn’t notice that Hyunjin had come out to check on me. He started pushing me on the swing after asking if I was okay. We just had fun being dorks and acting like children together. I thanked him for being kind and checking on me and he went in for a hug. I didn’t realize how low cut my dress was in this dream until I caught Hyunjin blushing at the way my big boobs squished between us.

There was something about the guys having small sleeping spaces in the upstairs of the house. I had wandered up there and Hyunjin was going through his bag looking for something. I was embarrassed because I was looking for where I was sleeping and came in on him on accident. (This was apparently like a week getaway thing and some of us were staying the whole time.) But he was kind and helped me find my room.

After that, the next day, the guys invited me to go get food with them. It was a cute local place on a busy street. Unfortunately, I was getting a headache from my allergies since we were eating at a long table outside on a front patio at the restaurant. Hyunjin gave me his hat and told me to rest my eyes on his shoulder while the pain meds kicked in.

Everyone was talking and having fun and I started to doze off. But when Jinnie laughed at something I woke up. And I realized that someone was taking photos of us across the table. Not one of the guys. It was a fan girl. I was pissed.

Jinnie tried to talk nicely to her about privacy, but she took a photo of me then. And I got pissed and grabbed her phone and chucked it into the street and it broke. And then everyone started looking at me like I was the crazy one and I stormed off.

I was just walking down the sidewalk to cool off when I came up to a playground outside a school. The sun was setting and there were no kids around. I didn’t realize that Hyunjin had gotten up to chase after me. I climbed up the jungle gym and then saw him getting up behind me.

I immediately started feeling lighter in his presence. It was cute because I tricked him into thinking I was going to go down a slide, so he went down a different one. I was laughing so hard at him. He was laughing too but he ran back up to catch me. I was laughing so hard at his reaction that I didn’t have time to run.

He made like an animal growl sound and grabbed onto me to pull me into a hug. I put my arms around his waist and apologized for breaking that person's phone. He said he understood why I did it especially considering I'm not used to being in the spotlight.

We swayed for a second with my head on his chest. He hummed softly in the moment something I didn't recognize. And then he called my name, and I looked up, he picked me up, I squealed and wrapped my arms over his shoulders and my legs around him for leverage. And he just started kissing me. Not lightly. Intense. And I kissed him back.

He set me on a railing of the equipment because we were still on the play set. After continuing to make out I pulled away and complained about my butt hurting on the small rail because I am not a skinny lady. We laughed and he helped me down gently. I stood on a step, so I was at perfect height to him. He massaged my soar ass cheeks while we continued to giggle and make out more.

He confessed to me that he wasn’t normally into women but as soon as he and Lixie talked to me he was in awe of how much I wasn’t afraid to be my dorky weird self. And he just said that he was so glad he chased after me because everything, conversations, having fun, and being happy, was easy with me.

The dream ended with us continuing to kiss heavily on this playground as it got darker.

It was such a lovely dream! I want to go back to it!

My Spooky Pookies: @moonlightndaydreams @2chopsticks2eyes @sweetracha @lyramundana @linlinaert @caitlyn98s @noellllslut @diorrxluvskz @stolasisyourparent @queenmea604

#I love Hwang hyunjin #he is so dear to me #stray kids #skz #i love him #loml #hwang hyunjin #hyunjinnie #hyunjin #he’s so cute #just a little fluff #all cute

[mirahuyooo]

Can I request 010 with Jin 🤗🤗 thank you 😊

And happy four year anniversary to you 💕

010. “I saw you in my dreams again. It feels so real.” + kim seokjin

— Though time burdens Kim Seokjin with a curse, he’s glad to have met you in most of them.

word count: 1,039 contents: ANGST, bittersweet stuff, one-sided pining, a meet cute (??? does it count lmao), timey wimey things (stuck in a time loop), poor jinnie needs a god damn rest he just wants to save his friends and be with yn aww, based on the Bangtan Universe AU (lmaoo really takes me back ✋😩) pairing: kim seokjin x reader

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A/N: thANKS SO MUCH ANON!! Ur very sweet, so I wanna apologize bc the only theme I could think of for this prompt is an ANGSTY one AWHHAHAHA i hope y’all like this one! 💗💕💖

Time is a curse for Kim Seokjin, damning him to repeat life from the same day every time a crack forms in reality. Exhaustion weighs down his bones, even if to the world around him, he’s only waking up from long hours of sleep. He hasn’t felt relief in a long time—doesn’t remember how it feels either.

Losing count of how many turns the clock has reset, alternate timelines bleed into one another in a disarray of bittersweet endeavors and immeasurable grief. Seokjin reminds himself yet again who he’s doing all of this for—would carve it into his skin if he could.

His friends, who were a gaggle of rambunctious boys that made his dull years in high school so full of life.

His friends, who he had to see hurt, die, or lose hope at nearly every turn, and fail to save.

His friends, who were trapped in perpetual tragedy, almost like he was. 

Fate is cruel, Seokjin knows that now very well, even as it gave him you—the other reason at the heart of his perseverance amidst the tantalizing journey he’s made numerous times. He doesn’t remember when, exactly, but during one turn, where he was left in despair and lost his footing on the meticulous course of events he had to enact for everyone’s sake, Kim Seokjin meets you in the bustling nightlife of Seoul. His car broke down while chasing Yoongi’s whereabouts, and the heavy rain soaks him to the bone, until you offer him your umbrella and help.

It had been a blissful life while it lasted, you helping him in his endeavors with what you could after seeing his desperation to save his friends. Even then, in other timelines you always managed to be there for him and the others in one way or another. (Seokjin fears sometimes if he had dragged you into this curse in some shape or form—if your life had been laced with the same poisonous tragedy that had sullied them all.)

He never did get to tell you he loves you, what with him only ever being the one with the knowledge of the times beyond whatever reality he spends with you. All he ever has left of you is in his memories—memories he miserably clings onto ever since it came to him how easily he can start to forget.   

His body imprints its shape on his bed as he stares at the ceiling, remnants of a moment long passed etching the image of you in his head. “I saw you in my dreams again,” his voice is airy, barely there, just like his mind, as a sigh leaves his lips. “It feels so real.”

Seokjin longs for the day he could finally—finally—set everything right and spend the rest of his life in a reality finally fulfilled, where all his friends are safe and sound, and they meet you as the love of his life after he properly pursues you as his. 

Until then, he and you are strangers crossing the streets of Seoul past one another.

Until then, he’ll work on finding the map of the soul and solve this once and for all.

Until then, he’ll keep you in his memor—

“Oh God, I’m so sorry!”

In spite of his tall build, Seokjin nearly topples over as he staggers forward at the force that crashes into him on his way to the burger joint. Turning around to see who did it, and lo and behold, the universe had summoned the one person he had spent most of his morning thinking of. 

Your hair’s gotten a bit longer this time around, tucked behind your reddening ears as you look up at him with wide eyes after picking up your umbrella from the pavement. In spite of being lost in your eyes himself, Seokjin curses that damn cosmic cat for bringing you two together when he’s trying to set his mind straight to the solution. 

Words elude the both of you for a moment, until the light droplets of the oncoming rain signaled you to put the umbrella over both your heads, something that reminds Seokjin a little bit too much of the first time you met.

Practically burying yourself behind the same, big black jacket he remembers seeing you first in, you sheepishly smile up at him—a bright sight amidst the otherwise gloomy weather. “This is going to sound awkward, but I swear this is genuine,” you purse your lips as you mull your words over. “Have I seen you anywhere before?”

For a moment, Seokjin buckles at the flicker of recognition amidst the curious confusion in your eyes, his heart thrumming wildly against his ribcage like it was about to get out of its constraints and scream Yes! Yes, you have, and you’ve taken my heart since then!

Yet, remembering heartache and the shatter of time, he reigns himself in to save both you and him the pain. “No, I don’t think we have,” he smiles, bittersweet as ever. (He wonders if a part of you—even the slightest bit—could tell.)

“Right, forget I asked,” you wave your embarrassing statement off with a forced chuckle, as you then give him a slight bow in apology. “I’m sorry again for bumping into you like that,” you say, as you look up at the murky clouds overhead promising rain. “Will you, uh, be alright in the rain?”

It hurt to simply shrug back and stay nonchalant when all he wanted was to stay under the umbrella with you and pry about what made you think he was familiar. He adjusts the cap on his head, while a part of him treacherously prays for the light rain to come down harder. “No worries. I’m almost where I needed to go, anyways,” he tells you, almost dying at the fact that this is where the conversation will end. 

“Alright, then,” you hum, almost as hesitant to go as he was. In the end, however, you bid him goodbye. “I’ll get going then.”

Seokjin is more resolved than ever as his heart breaks seeing you go. No matter how many dreams and memories come to haunt him, he’s going to put an end to this—for himself, for the boys, and for you. 

#happy 4 years to me writing shit <3 #bts au #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts writing #bts imagines #bts drabbles #bts angst #kim seokjin imagines #kim seokjin x reader #kim seokjin drabbles

[understandablyirrelevant]

Preview of my next chapter

AD 2204, 6/10, 4th Hierarchical City of Naobi – NOL Branch

First Lieutenant Tsubaki Yayoi of the Praetorian Guard hums thoughtfully as her conflicted blue eyes gaze at Kagura. “And you’re sure he won’t run away, Mister Kagura?”

Kagura continues to smile cockily. “Relax, Tsubaki. Clover isn’t going anywhere so long as Kokonoe is breathing down his neck.”

Tsubaki sighs, nodding her head, her long red locks swaying gracefully with the silver ornaments in them. “Alright. Then, yes. I’d like to see him.” Her eyes open, serious. “But I can’t guarantee that I’ll let him go once this is over.”

Kagura loses the smile, looking at her seriously. “Tsubaki, trust me. Clover will come around; I’ll make sure of it.”

Tsubaki hums again, looking unconvinced. “Carl’s always been stubborn. But so am I, and I don’t intend to lose him again.” She rises, turning to the door behind her desk.

Kagura frowns slightly. “You sure you want Jinny to tag along?”

Tsubaki glances over her shoulder. “Of course. Jin’s feelings toward Noel might be… complex, but he deserves to talk to Carl just as much as the rest of us.” She knocks on the door before slipping through.

Kagura waits for a few minutes, turning over the situation in his head. Whilst Jin is Noel’s brother, he has none of his sister’s forgiving nature. If Kagura doesn’t play his cards right, Jin could set Clover back a long way.

The door opens to reveal the scowling face of Major Jin Kisaragi, his cold green eyes doing their damndest to bore holes into Kagura. The man’s blonde hair shifts slightly as he marches forward. “Kagura, what the hell are you playing at?”

Tsubaki sighs as she shuts the door behind them, but takes her place by Jin’s side silently. She intends to let them have it out, Kagura muses.

Kagura huffs and quirks a dark brow. “Damn, Jinny. Not even so much as a hello? That’s cold, even for you.”

Jin’s scowl darkens. “Tsubaki’s told me all about your asinine scheme, so I suggest you drop the act and get serious. Why the hell haven’t you put Clover into custody?”

Kagura frowns, narrowing his own eyes challengingly. “What good would that do? The kid would just break out and see us as the enemy. Then, we’d never get through to him.”

Jin scoffs, crossing his wiry muscular arms. “Get through to him? Don’t be absurd. If your information is accurate, then Relius Clover’s machinations are still in play. We need to neutralize the threat.”

Kagura rises, staring Jin down with authority. “Clover isn’t a threat, Jin. We just need to give him a little more time, and we’re golden. He got a hold of himself right after the Embryo. Near as I can tell, he’s nothing like Relius.”

Jin’s anger rises like a chill wind. “How do you know he’s not just playing you?”

Kagura scoffs, scowling. “You really think Clover could get one over on me?”

Jin opens his mouth, probably for some smart-ass comment, but Tsubaki thankfully intervenes. “Jin, you’re being unfair. Carl is clearly sorry for what happened. We should hear what he has to say for himself.”

Jin looks at her with annoyance, but she’s long past budging, and he eventually huffs and looks away. After a moment, he turns his eyes back to Kagura. “I want to interrogate him first.”

Kagura frowns seriously. “No dice. We can’t just throw him in a cell right now. We want him to trust us, remember?”

Jin glares at him determinably. “I don’t care. I’ll go to the Imperator if I must, but I won’t settle for some fireside chitchat. You might’ve forgotten how dangerous Clover could be, but I didn’t. Don’t get in my way.”

Tsubaki looks at Jin thoughtfully, then turns her eyes to Kagura. “Mister Kagura, I think Jin should do it.”

Kagura blinks at her disbelievingly. “What? Tsubaki, are you serious?”

Tsubaki nods firmly. “Yes. If Carl is as remorseful as you say, he should be amenable to this.”

Jin looks at her with a seemingly blank expression, but Kagura can see the subtlest shine of gratitude in his eyes. “Thank you, Tsubaki. Now, Kagura, are you going to get out of my way?”

His green eyes are back on Kagura, whose expression screams conflict and doubt. Finally, he sighs and lowers his head, shaking it. “Fine. If that’s the way you two wanna do this, I guess we can give it a shot.” He looks back up with a deadly serious gaze. “But be careful. We’ve made too much progress for you to go tearing him down too far.”

Jin huffs, and moves past Kagura, dismissively throwing over his shoulder. “I won’t coddle him. If he can’t handle the consequences of his actions, then he’s of no use to anyone.”

Tsubaki hums, giving Kagura a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, Mister Kagura. I’m sure Carl can handle Jin better than you give him credit for.”

She too exits the room. Kagura stands for a moment, deep in thought, then follows them, a worried frown tugging at his lips. “I hope you’re right, Tsubaki.”

                                                                                                  To Be Continued...

#blazblue #blazblue fanfiction #jin kisaragi #tsubaki yayoi #kagura mutsuki

[baekhvuns]

I knooooow and this person wanna hang out with me as well 😭 this is ridiculous, just let me enjoy the concerts I have... go see Ateez 4 times and leave me alone

Oh no 🥑 must be cold, avos don't like cold 💔

KQ released another statement about disrespectful fans, but it's not enough, they need to start electrocuting them or something. I'm not sure how some fansites work either, I know some get info from the companies (not always legally), so you're gonna wake up early as fuck to take some photos??? Be serious lol it's so weird to me...

Stop this isn't Sweet Home Alabama moment ok 😭 I heard that some people were disappointed with Romantic Killer's ending? The manga isn't terrible, but it was boring to me

I think Tasir being the bad guy wouldn't make sense and be such a cheap plot twist. So fingers crossed he's okay 🤞 The earrings phase started with Howl Pendragon and now we're here...

It's sad to see great teams lose, but also kinda funny ngl 😅 this year is wild, and the fact Italy didn't even qualify like what? Honestly I haven't watched the matches, just saw bits and pieces, but I heard some decisions were controversial. Richarlison is so funny, I can't stan a Spurs player tho, gotta respect myself. Lmao Mbappe, that would be me

SM is either doing something right or terribly. With JYP, Skz are doing ok so clearly their division isn't that bad, but Itzy? Some people argue Twice is losing their momentum as well... Itzy tho, damn they had so many Korean and Japanese releases this year and all of them were pretty mid and kinda similar 💀

Both Jinni amd Yedam trained for a long time, whatever happened with them hopefully they're doing ok

Thankfully my friend didn't meet a lot of racists jahdhshsjagsha she had a boyfriend there, but now she has another one in Straya 👀 so nothing is really there for her in the Maple Land anymore. Zoologist and something else, I always forget because it's so complicated lol.

Baek jshsiausushssvs

Waiting until I see model Hwa on a huge ass billboard 🥰 ohhh what are you gonna do in Paris 👀 ngl I used to like the city now I think it's overrated hahahah, but it's not bad

Yesss I didn't think you were necessarily giving Yeohui vibes before, but the description fits.

Speaking of blonde. Thoughts? Personally I'm sooooo into it. The person who said Seonghwa looks awful in blonde... get help, pls

Okay but imagine this AU, uber driver or just some guy goes back in time and needs to work in a mansion or something...

Cottagecore or dark academia, visually the latter, but he would definitely be pretentious and while it can be cool, I need some soft Hwa in his big ass knitted hat <3

Dark haired aloof this is so specific lol. Bestie all the lyrics question and ofc Taylor 🔪 anyways I got matcha. I don't even like matcha very much...

Seonghwa in his big hat and scarf, very cosy and warm, I'm gonna bite his nose 🤗

Ohhh are we gonna see Ateez at the wedding or... also some of the comments 😬 Atinys have this weird hate boner towards Eden as though he didn't produce so many amazing songs they love, clown behaviour

I know, I know miss tenelka delivering again 👀

Ahhhhh this is cool

A WIN FOR SPY X FAMILY NATION

AIEYUAGSHSGSUSHAHSHS and 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

Can they stooooop

P.S. had so many messy dreams last night but Seonghwa was featured... - DV 💖

hi hello!!

I knooooow and this person wanna hang out with me as well 😭 this is ridiculous, just let me enjoy the concerts I have... go see Ateez 4 times and leave me alone /// Oh no 🥑 must be cold, avos don't like cold 💔

LMFAOOOO BESTIE UR STUCK 😭😭😭 and now the comeback they said they wanna focus on the kr fans in jan but then the tour starts feb 😭😭 they’re really saying ur not seeing them 😭😭🤚🏼ABSOLUTE BS 😭😭 mister avo is constantly stuck under the snow its rly hilarious bc ppl make a snowman out of it fbf

KQ released another statement about disrespectful fans, but it's not enough, they need to start electrocuting them or something. I'm not sure how some fansites work either, I know some get info from the companies (not always legally), so you're gonna wake up early as fuck to take some photos??? Be serious lol it's so weird to me...

LMFAOOOO RBQMFBKSBDAK ELECTROCUTING 😭😭😭 ur right the stalking hasn’t gone yet and the fact that there’s a whole law on it now and ppl are still not stopping is mad low,, no it really is! the dedication is obsession

Stop this isn't Sweet Home Alabama moment ok 😭 I heard that some people were disappointed with Romantic Killer's ending? The manga isn't terrible, but it was boring to me

LMFAOOOO I CANT HELP IT I HAD TO DOUBLE TAKE FBWKDBW okay yeah! the ending was a bit disappointing in the sense that the show was great and ppl kept expecting more and more that the ending just kinda went flat 🧍🏻‍♀️

I think Tasir being the bad guy wouldn't make sense and be such a cheap plot twist. So fingers crossed he's okay 🤞 The earrings phase started with Howl Pendragon and now we're here...

it def would be, but if they play it well 😩 VILLAIN ARC >> NOT W HOWL FJWKDHWKDJWBDKS HE IS THE EPITOME OF A ✨ MAN ✨

It's sad to see great teams lose, but also kinda funny ngl 😅 this year is wild, and the fact Italy didn't even qualify like what? Honestly I haven't watched the matches, just saw bits and pieces, but I heard some decisions were controversial. Richarlison is so funny, I can't stan a Spurs player tho, gotta respect myself. Lmao Mbappe, that would be me

it really is! 😭 it was quite upsetting to see them walk off and then ppl make those edits with sad music and it just HURTS EVEN MORE FBWMDB nOOO BC HOW DID ITALY NOT QUALIFY?? BIGGEST SHOCKER,, yeah, the decisions were rly controversial to the point the brazilian players called the coach out <//3 it would’ve been amazing to see 2 powerhouses like brazil & argentina play together, mayhaps next time but it wont be the same 😭😭 LMFAOOOO HEY FBQNDJW COME ON A LITTLE BIT OF SELF RESPECT CAN LEAVE FBWKDH mbappe pisses me of sm 😭😭😭 but he’s so funnybfbwkdhwj but i have to say, so far the best game of the wc has been argentina v netherlands, every 5 minutes they were fighting 😭😭 the desperation and the tension on the penalties seriously took time off my life 😭😭

SM is either doing something right or terribly. With JYP, Skz are doing ok so clearly their division isn't that bad, but Itzy? Some people argue Twice is losing their momentum as well... Itzy tho, damn they had so many Korean and Japanese releases this year and all of them were pretty mid and kinda similar 💀

exactly!! sm’s rly doing the hit or miss and unfortunately doesn’t realize that some groups don’t fit the ‘experimental’ genre well esp bc they have a pre established genre itself! same w jyp! itzy has their already established genre and it was peak icy, wannabe but then they started to get a little too 📈📉 with the genre and now it’s just been miss miss miss instead of the hit hit hit 😭😭😭

Both Jinni amd Yedam trained for a long time, whatever happened with them hopefully they're doing ok

yeah! hope they’re all well bc damn it really is saddening seeing all these talented ppl leave, id be so frustrated to have worked so hard only for it to shatter 😭😭

Thankfully my friend didn't meet a lot of racists jahdhshsjagsha she had a boyfriend there, but now she has another one in Straya 👀 so nothing is really there for her in the Maple Land anymore. Zoologist and something else, I always forget because it's so complicated lol.

I HAVE WANTED TO SHOW THIS EVER SINCE WE TALKED ABOUT THIS bc what the fUCK. IS THAT THE PERSON WHOS BF IS YOUNGER AND LIVED A WHOLE AU FBSNDBDB ur friend has such a cool job

Baek jshsiausushssvs

LMFAOOOO RM MINGI MARK 😭😭😭 PLS THIS WOULD BE AMAZING TO WATCH, hear me out we need kwangsoo in this

Waiting until I see model Hwa on a huge ass billboard 🥰 ohhh what are you gonna do in Paris 👀 ngl I used to like the city now I think it's overrated hahahah, but it's not bad

waiting for the ysl ambassadorship bc that would be my last straw,, i have a few weddings to attend actually! in london but since paris is right there MIGHT AS WELL OUI OUI CREME DE LA CREME primarily for the fashion and the twinkle of the eiffel tower will live my yn <3

Yesss I didn't think you were necessarily giving Yeohui vibes before, but the description fits. /// Speaking of blonde. Thoughts? Personally I'm sooooo into it. The person who said Seonghwa looks awful in blonde... get help, pls

<33 tysm 😭😭 AND YES I AGREE ALL BLOND ATEEZ !!!!!!! WE NEED THIS !!!! jongho’s blond undercut >>> mingi is unstoppable with blond hair, san and hwa’s wave blond colour esp >>> hongjoong with blond and not that yellow hair he had,,, wooyoung blond was superior esp w the wonderland uniform concept, boy was majestic ✨🫡 THAT PERSON JUST SEES HWA AS THE YELLOWLY BLOND BUT WHEN THEY SEE THE DIRTY BLOND 😮‍💨😮‍💨 nothing’s much better

Okay but imagine this AU, uber driver or just some guy goes back in time and needs to work in a mansion or something...

this but with the duke and his general’s next universe 🤩

Cottagecore or dark academia, visually the latter, but he would definitely be pretentious and while it can be cool, I need some soft Hwa in his big ass knitted hat <3 //// Dark haired aloof this is so specific lol. Bestie all the lyrics question and ofc Taylor 🔪 anyways I got matcha. I don't even like matcha very much...

pretentious law school rivals dark academia but he knits for fun and the reader finds out he knits <33 domesticness <33 A HAT SO BIG I NEED HIS FACE GONE also what is this 😭😭 what the hell 😭😭,, IT RLT IS BC IT REMINDED ME OF TASIR DBDBD ok matcha is literally g r a s s, i do not understand the hype around it evfkw hello <3 i am oolong tea <3

Seonghwa in his big hat and scarf, very cosy and warm, I'm gonna bite his nose 🤗 /// Ohhh are we gonna see Ateez at the wedding or... also some of the comments 😬 Atinys have this weird hate boner towards Eden as though he didn't produce so many amazing songs they love, clown behaviour

seonghwa is the epitome of christian girl fall but winter, but uh,, is this ur model paris hwa? ,,, i don’t understand why sm ppl hate him, w/o him there would’ve been no ateez and they wouldn’t have gone this far if not for the experience and guidance he has in producing kpop worthy songs! his wife is so pretty eden who? need his wife 🔫

I know, I know miss tenelka delivering again 👀

MISS IS DELIVERING AND I NEED TO CATCH UP FHWKDHSK

Ahhhhh this is cool ////// A WIN FOR SPY X FAMILY NATION

THE PRESENCE THE CHOREO !!!!!!! WHAT A PERFORMANCE im gonna eat him

AIEYUAGSHSGSUSHAHSHS and 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ /// Can they stooooop

HELLO NO! NO! AGAIN! NO! NO! NO MADAME NON!

…uh

P.S. had so many messy dreams last night but Seonghwa was featured... - DV 💖

point form detailed now. 🔫

..

and 4 years to love shot and still no yunho cover 🔫🔫 haha men are liars!

ANON FBQMDHQKDJWK NOT THIS

hear me out, this au

what was this premier 😭😭 30 mins of rain asmr 😭😭😭🤚🏼 they’re sIRENS ITS COMING TRUE

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[ksj1]

goodbye long haired seokjin we have been blessed by your precense and the things you have done for the community. now fly away dear 😢 ❤️

#IM SO DRAMATIC.. #its the sag in me ! sorry ! #NO BUT THIS WAS TRULY THE SUPERIOR SEOKJINNIE #i will enjoy choppy bangs too (esp since he is finally confident with them aaa i adore him :( ) #but damn. long haired jinnie. what a moment #what an era. #we will not forget. #hayaati #kim seokjin #bts #vids #mine

[ohmysparkle]

Stray Kids as Stray Cats

A cute little thing I thought of

* Length: 1.3K

* Warnings: none

* Genre: fluff

🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛ ♦️ 🐈‍⬛

Chan:

This good catto looks nice and healthy. He’s a large striped gray cat with shiny short fur and a good healthy weight. He’s not overly affectionate but he’s always up for a head pat or two. Gets along with all of the other cats in the neighborhood and makes sure no one gangs up on the kittens. Bodega owners love him, and a few of them think he’s their bodega cat.

But actually… he isn’t a stray. He has a mommy and daddy and they don’t put a collar on him because they know he’s a responsible boy that comes back home alright. They don’t really bother to clarify to anyone that Chansie is a house cat - they let him enjoy his social life.

Minho:

That one bitch of a cat that’s too damn gorgeous to be a stray but he is. He's a big boy with a long black coat that's ultra shiny. Gorgeous green eyes. You think he’s probably mixed with Maine Coon because of his size and fur.

This mf walks around like he owns the neighborhood, and he kinda does. Girls love stopping to take pictures of him for instagram, and he just lies there like he doesn’t care, giving those instacat angles and looking all fine. Probably has five kitty-mommies and he has evaded multiple attempts of capture from shelters that try to keep his bad boy from filling the streets with his furry babies. No way Jose, Min-hoe isn’t letting some human neuter his prized jewels away.

Changbin:

A very unique brown cat, shortish hair. He looks super plump and cute, has a nice round body with short and thick legs that make you want to PAT PAT the kitty. To your misfortune, baby boy BinBin HATES being pet. You resign yourself to looking at him from a distance, and he looks back indifferently with his petty yellow eyes.

BinBin is a clever cat, he’s made his home in an old lady’s garden. She puts food out for him and he’s got a nice little lawn full of flowers to lounge on, and when it’s rainy he has a little outdoor cat house to stay dry and warm. He was quite smart in picking this particular old lady though; she’s got bad knees and can't crouch down to pet him, plus she splurges on the best cat food since she has no grandchildren.

Hyunjin:

One evening, you’re stepping out of your shower when you’re met with a set of glimmering green eyes from atop the dresser. At first, you scream. Upon further inspection, you realize that it’s a slinky black cat in the dark…

You do not own a cat. How the fuck did this creature get in?

The moment you try to parley with this pussy to try to shoo him out, he rubs up against you and purrs. A lot. Then he does that little thing with his paws that looks like he’s kneading bread, and when you pick him up he snuggles into your neck.

One trip to the vet to get his shots and his boy parts snipped later, and Jinnie is now a house cat. 10/10 will give you a heart attack because he will run away at any chance but come back a few hours later with a dead bird. Loves expensive toys and pretty collars with bells. Very playful and frisky.

Jisung:

Everyone in the neighborhood has a love-hate relationship with this white kitty named JiJi. His fur is short and should be all pearly but this cat is always FILTHY, loves rolling around the wet grass on sunny days, does not let ANY volunteers take him in for a bath. Totally dumpster dives. Both ears are missing their tips: one was from a vet visit where he got vaccinated and neutered, the other from a 5:1 dumpster battle against raccoons.

Often pounces on outdoor restaurant tables and will grab a bite of food - whether by charity or by force. Loves pizza and cheesy things. If he sees a hooman lady, will lay on lap. Hates boy hoomans. Loves scaring people by sitting in the window above their kitchen sinks so that whenever they look up they’re suddenly greeted face to face with a weird cat.

Bites and chases any untied shoelaces.

Tl;dr: terrorizes entire neighborhood but he’s a cat so in the end everyone just goes “aww”.

Felix:

One evening you’re walking home. It’s late and dark and it's been raining and you’re just keeping your head down trying to get home asap so a serial killer doesn’t happen upon you.

But then, right in the middle of the sidewalk… you see… something.

Something tiny… and fluffy…

But wet… and tiny.

And then it meows.

It’s a little squeaky kitty all alone on a cold night. You quickly pick him up and make sure his momma or brothers aren’t around, and it turns out he’s all alone. What you do next isn't a hard choice to make.

You stuff the tiny kitty into your bra to make sure he warms up and you run home, hugging him to your chest. You dry him off, give him some milk, make him a little nest in a small felt hamper that you have and you lay him to sleep beside you. In the morning he wakes up all groggy, but he’s got creamy long fluffy hair with little grey hints - he looks like one of those kittens they edit fairy wings onto on pinterest.

You take him to the vet and he’s got a little cold but he’ll be okay - say hello to your new kitty Lixie.

Seungmin:

Minnie is that cool cat that hangs out on your uni campus. Every student knows him, some bring him food. Looks cute but gets pretty grumpy since everyone is trying to pet him all the time every-fucking-day. He is SICK AND TIRED of being put on everyone's ig stories. Just let him sleep DAMN IT. Loves hissing at unsuspecting freshmen when they cross the petting line.

He’s a cute tabby, big and chonky since everyone is giving him those snacky snacks.

Will often be in lectures. His favorite professor is this gentle old man in the history department, and if you psspsspss him during class, he will walk over to nap on your lap. Sweetest cat ever so long as you don’t overdo the petting.

If he’s feeling playful he’ll knock over all of your pens. And then you’ll pick them back up, and he’ll knock them back down. During uni breaks when the student’s are away he retreats to his vacation home, a bodega.

Jeongin:

Your block. Midday. Clear sky. A crowd surrounds a tree.

THERE IS A KITTEN STUCK IN THE TREE.

You have to climb up to get him down. Nobody knows how he got there, all they know is that everyone wants him. He's a fluffy little tuxedo cat and he’s stealing hearts all over town. People take turns fostering him until he’s a bit more grown, and by then people have gotten him familiar with coming in and out of peoples houses, hence Innie.

Spends a few nights in your house. Cutest kitten ever, super playful. Loves to eat butterflies. He’ll pick up the habit of stealing things and taking them to other people's houses. Shows up to your back door with a whole fried drumstick or someone’s bra, you never know what to expect, but he’s adorable.

Certainly the cause of a neighborhood-wide conflict. This kitten is too cute to belong to a single person.

#stray kids #stray kids fluff #hwang hyunjin #lee felix #bang Chan #lee know #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #seo changbin #han jisung

[etherealeeknow]

birthday gift gone wrong

• rated m for mature

• pairing: hard dom!hyunjin x fem!reader

• wc: 851

• tw: dirty talk, fingering, groping, edging, voyeurism, explicit language, hyunjin calls reader a slut, mention and use of sex toy- i think that’s all, please do tell me if you find more c:

• note: forgive me, something came up so it took me long enough to finish this 😂 but i hope you’ll enjoy it & feedbacks are much appreciated <3 also, please kindly note that english isn’t my first language. therefore, i apologize for any mistakes.

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 “come on, come on, open your present!!” you said for the nth time,  your high pitched voice filled his bedroom and your hands frantic—creating a blurry footage of hyunjin on your hand cam screen. “i’m doing it, i’m doing it! calm down, y/n!” replied hyunjin, keeping his smiling eyes on you as his busy hands began unwrapping the gift. you unconsciously bit your lower lip when the boy was about to open the plain box, heart racing as you couldn’t tell how he would react to the gift that had you lose sleep over the past week. once the said item finally came to the view, the room fell completely silent. no words, no movements, no sounds, nothing. it was until hyunjin burst out laughing that you followed along, all relieved that it didn’t make him dash out of the room or anything.

“god, y/n, what the heck?” he snorted while nearing the gift to your camera, the word ‘fleshlight’ now filling the whole screen and you couldn’t help but to laugh louder. when he retreated his hand, however, the look on his face made you flinch—his dark eyes bore into yours. in a flash, hyunjin was already inches from you, your camera was no longer in your grip, but in his. “hyun-” “you think this is funny, huh?” you tried to read his eyes, but no matter how hard you looked into them, you just couldn’t figure it out; all you knew was that you liked it. “i asked you a question, y/n.” you shivered when his cold fingers came in contact with your heated cheek as he tucked some strands of your hair behind your ear; the camera was no longer in his grip, he had placed it on his desk so his other free hand could be on your exposed thigh, playfully fiddling with the edge of your new pleated skirt minho told you to buy. minho you smartass. i surely owe you.

quivering, you looked at him and said, “i- i just thought you might need it, jinnie. you seemed sex- sexually frustrated lately so i asked minho and he helped me out with it-” your breath got caught up in your throat upon feeling his finger on your clothed core, running it up and down. “sexually frustrated? me? heh, says the one who’s dripping,” and right there and then, he slipped his slender digit in before another one followed behind and began pulling in and out painfully slowly. your body automatically reacted to his touch, moaning and hips moving along to create more friction, but it made him remove his fingers and the absence of his touch made you whine. “see? so needy.” hyunjin stuck his tongue out, licking your juice and the sight almost made you drool. “and so, so wet.”

“why would you bother going this far, hmm, y/n? even asking minho for help? you know, if i had known you’re such a thirsty slut for my cock, i would’ve fucked you since the very first day you walked in that door with that damned yoga shorts.” just when you had managed to gather your courage to reply, he had his fingers moving in and out of you again, this time in a brutal pace that made you gasp in both pleasure and pain. your hands found their way around his shoulder, nails digging so hard that his shirt wouldn’t be able to save his skin. “holys- jinnie, jinnie, f- fast- ah!”

even with your eyes closed, you could still feel his burning gaze on you, and his heavy breathing made your mind hazy; you were glad you could make him be this way, that he wanted you as much as you wanted him. when hyunjin told you to look at the camera and you obeyed, he rewarded you by rubbing your clit, which drove you close to your orgasm. “yes, yes, yes, jin- ah, yes! i’m gonna cum,” wrong move. the feeling you craved for never came and you nearly cried over the emptiness in you. unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants just below his bum, hyunjin laid against the headboard, his hardened dick sprung up proudly. “you don’t think i’m gonna let you cum that easy, right?” the precum on his pink tip so visible and just by imagining having him inside you made you weak.

with the biggest smirk plastered on his face, he took out the toy you gifted him. “a brat like you should be taught a lesson,” he said while running his fingers, coated with your liquid, all over his length before thrusting it into the fleshlight hole; grunting to the tightness he felt around his girth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head by thinking how it’d feel even better if it was your pussy instead.

after taking his moment, he looked back at you who had been trying your best to behave. “now, if you be a good girl and watch me fuck this shitty silicone, who knows, i might be fucking you next.”

#gen writes #special for jinnie's birthday #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #stray kids #skz #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids fic #skz fic #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #stray kids hard thoughts #skz hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #skz hard hours

[hyuneytoast]

✧Genre - Zombie Apocalypse AU, Angst, Fluff, A bit suggestive towards the end

✧Warnings - Blood, injuries, violence, swearing

✧Word count - 1.8k

[6:42 pm] “Dammit, Hyunjin! Hurry!” You shout over the bustling noises.

The sounds of the mortifying screams and bangs that leave ears ringing. Four more rounds with your handgun and two more zombies. They sprint after the two of you with mouth opens wide, blood stained teeth waiting for more, waiting to bite down on untouched flesh. Their white eyes and dark flayed skin only approaching closer. And damn, doesn’t matter if this world has been like this for weeks. You doubt you’ll ever get used to the petrifying sight and tense feelings; How death is waiting around every corner. It’s tough, needing to place such a confident mask over your own frantic, trembling soul. In situations like this, fear was to be avoided at all costs. Fear, as it only made one a more vulnerable target. Sadly, it’s something that often can’t be helped.

Hell, not even supply run can be left done in peace. Luckily for Hyunjin and you, your shelter— an abandoned cabin recently found— is not much further away. Just two more kills and a few more steps through this cursed oak forest. Certainly though, it doesn’t help with both your backpacks full of scavenged items weighing down your shoulders. Shooting a weapon while running to shelter, never gets easier.

Bang!

You watch a zombie collapse as it gets shot in the head by Hyunjin. “I’m out of ammo!” The boy alerts, hands left with a now empty handgun.

Your hands rest firmly on your gun as you pull the trigger, resulting in a bullet flying only to graze the last zombie’s shoulder. You pull the trigger again, not once but twice, and finally shooting its head with both aims. It’s knocked back with screams coming to an abrupt silence, falling limp and staining a tree with its blood. A wave of relief washes over you, like the world coming to a brief stop to catch a breath itself. It’s soon knocked out when you hear Hyunjin shout from behind and you’re harshly forced to the ground that scrapes your skin. “Shit, Y/N!!”

You let out a yelp from the sudden contact that spooks you, your heart skipping a beat. Chomping sounds and snarls are close to your ear, the weight of the unexpected zombie completely on your back and straining your ability to move. Its hands roam around you madly, desperate of any grip on you, but you’re quick to force them off. It didn’t help it was latched on your back where you couldn’t get a clear sight of him and what to do without getting bitten.

And there’s not a doubt Hyunjin’s heart skipped a beat too. He never ran so fast without thinking. He couldn’t lose you, he absolutely couldn’t. Not like that, not in front of his eyes and so easily. Never. Within seconds, he launches himself on the zombie, arms wrapping around the monster to yank him off. As he drags him away, and far away from your reach, he jabs his pocket knife repeatedly all over the squirming creatures head. It shrieks with limbs desperately flaring around. When death soon drowns it til it’s limp in hold, Hyunjin throws the body aside and runs back to you, kneeling down. The skin on his legs sting from the harsh force. Even his hands are covered in blood that drips from his previous kill. But he doesn’t notice as every part of him was focused on you, heart drowned in complete fright and worry.

“Y/N, hey, are you okay?!” Both hands and eyes frantically scanning over your trembling body in search for wounds, or more specifically, any infected bites. “Look at me, are you hurt? Please tell me he didn’t…” The fretting male couldn’t even finish his sentence. It’s a possible reality that he believes he’ll never be able to properly admit.

“I-I’m okay. I’m okay, Hyunjin. T-thank you,” You breath out, lungs catching up on the proper air that was at loss for the past minutes. You’re fine but don’t exactly feel that way. Body aching in different ways and not to mention, your shaken mind. Too close, absolutely too close of a call, and the two of you are more than aware. You were almost bitten just like that; Almost stolen away from Hyunjin just like that.

The boy lets out a relieved sigh before pressing a kiss on your forehead. His voice becomes softer, but worry still evident within. “Come on, we need to get to the cabin.”

“Ow,” You wince at the sting of the damp cloth rubbing your skin, cleaning the blood from your cuts and scrapes. You sit on the edge of the bed as Hyunjin kneels down in front.

“Sorry, love,” He mumbles, hands moving cautiously, afraid to hurt your fragile state even more. “Almost done.”

Perhaps Hyunjin is being a bit over dramatic, he thinks to himself. You’re fine and clearly stated it without a lie, just dusted in minor wounds. Still, the previous sight was more than enough to send his mind in overdrive. How could he not act so worried and cautious? He almost lost you. What if you did end up getting bit? You wouldn’t know what to do nor think and neither would he. He’s witnessed others before; Losing their loved one and being left not only alone, but with a need to kill that person before the virus took full effect. It brings pain to his heart and a situation Hyunjin will do everything he can to prevent from happening. You’re everything to him and the only thing, even before this apocalypse took place. If you were to slip away at his very fingertips, then there wouldn’t be any point in continuing to fight this wicked world.

Hyunjin finishes wrapping small bandages around your arm before pressing a light trail of kisses on it. “You sure you’re okay?”

You let out a breathy chuckle, your free hand coming up to tuck a few strands of his dark hair behind his ear. “I’m fine, thanks to you.”

He hums as he gets up on his feet, walking to a table where your stuffed backpacks rest. He reaches in the side pocket before going back to approach you, hand hiding whatever possession behind his back.

“Ta-da,” He softly cheers, hand now lending you a small bunch of daisies you assumed he handpicked on his way here.

“Mm, thank you, Jinnie. They’re pretty,” You helplessly smile. Things like flowers always give some sense of reassurance. Perhaps it’s because it shows that there are still things left around to be cherished. “I sure hope you didn’t almost get your ass killed just to get these.”

“Not exactly…” His voice dragging at the end.

“Hwang.”

“I just fell and they happened to be there,” He responds meekly. “It’s just, we haven’t seen flowers in a while and they reminded me of you.”

You let out a low sigh, and more of the fact that this isn’t the first time he’s used his own danger as an advantage. “You can’t be putting your life at risk like this, Hyunjin.”

“Yeah, but you almost died today!”

“That situation was different,” You mutter.

“I promised you I’d make this world worth living, even through the little things, didn’t I?”

How could you forget? And even more so, Hyunjin is a man who sticks to his words no matter what. “I remember, but it doesn’t mean you should unnecessarily go through more dangers. Everything’s already hard enough, losing you is the last thing I want. Anything else can wait.”

“I know.” He hangs his head low for a bit. He knows, he really does, but sometimes he gets so caught up in his emotional desires. And to be more specific, his love for you and fear. “It’s just, I want to give you everything and I can’t help it sometimes. I’m sorry.”

Hyunjin can’t help but feel like he’s not doing enough at times. In the end, he just dearly wishes to give you everything he has so you continue staying by his side. The fear of being left alone to fight follow him like a storm cloud. Hyunjin appreciates every moment with you and is willing to do everything in his willpower to make sure there’s no end to any of it. He wants to continue smiling with you even if the world itself is mourning. Hyunjin considers it selfish of him in a way, but how can he not the you are all he has left?

“There’s no need to apologize, Jinnie. I understand, but I just need you to also understand that you’re really all I need. Nothing else.” You’re still seated at the edge of the bed, looking up to the hovering male with an unreadable expression. Is he feeling hurt? Guilty? Confused? No, not at all. He’s just admiring you and doesn’t want to stop. That’s when he breaks out in a small grin and face now dusted in red. Placing aside the daises, you pull him down by the collar of his shirt, bringing his lips to yours. Not everything can be communicated with words, sometimes action is better. And you can tell how much he’s feeling from the way his lips are embracing yours, the way he lets his feelings and unspoken, loving words melt against you. He kisses you sensually, arms falling by your side and trapping you. You kiss him back with the same manner, fingers knotting themselves between his hair.

After a few, you pull away for a moment making the male whine, but your lips remain brushing against his. “Thank you,” You murmur. “I… Just so you know, you already make this world worth living in. So just please, stay by my side.”

Without another word, Hyunjin catches your lips once again, but this time more desperate, a silent way of thanking you. A silent way of loving you and promising you. He kisses like it’s the only way to pour his emotions out, like it’s the last time he’ll live under daylight. He kisses like he’s catching a breath he missed long ago. Leaning forward, he pushes you to lie flat against the mattress, one hand coming up to hold the side of your face and the other clutching the sheets. Neither of you want anything to come between, not even the world, not even the air between both your lips.

One touch like this can set your hearts ablaze, your minds and bodies trembling with a released desire. The two of you just don’t dare to pull away, letting yourselves suffocate in each other’s presence.

His lips leaves yours that lets out heavy breaths. You impulsively tilt your head once he begins leaving a trail of open-mouthed kissed on your neck. He presses his body closer, and you take advantage by bucking your hips up and against him along with giving his hair a tug, emitting a low groan from Hyunjin. “Fuck...” He breathes out, returning his lips on yours. “Promise me you’ll stay too, baby. Please.” He pleads in between.

“Yes, god yes. I’m all yours, Hyunjin.”

Because in the end, all you two really have is each other.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: SKZ Materialist*.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

#just wanted to try write a new concept or two- #lmao not sure if i even want to post this #queued post #hwang hyunjin imagines #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin #stray kids #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #stray kids oneshot #stray kids imagines #hyunjin oneshot #skz fanfic #skz x reader #skz x y/n #skz drabbles #hyunjin drabbles #stray kids drabbles #skz angst #hyunjin angst #hyunjin scenarios #kpop scenarios #hyunjin fluff

[ktheist]

05 — show me yours & i’ll show you mine | m

➙ muses. seokjin x college student / gamer!reader ft. best friend! taehyung

➙ genre. best friend’s brother au. university au. working au. fwb au.

➙ word. 1.8k

➙ warnings. mild exhibitionism

➙ index. 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | finale | side story 1 |

➙ synopsis.

“i missed you.”

“i know.”

x

you steal one last glance at seokjin, the smallest of smirk playing on his lips but before it spreads across his face, he’s already burying it in the crook of your neck, biting and suckling on that one spot that gets you clenching your legs together only to be reminded of the man buried to the hilt in between your thighs.

“hey, tae,” you sing the first word, barely managing to get your best friend’s name out without your voice cracking as seokjin starts to move again, tampering with your sanity.

“hey, where you at?” taehyung baritone rings in your left ear where your phone is pressed and seokjin’s exhaled breath drums in the other.

“uh, in class?” your brain shortcircuits - you can barely offer anything tangible than a two worded reply but that probably has something to do with the hand that clasps over your mouth as you feel the moan about to spill off your lips.

“still? i thought you have class till noon and the rest of the day off on thursdays?” the confusion in taehyung’s voice laces around his words - you can almost hear him scratching his head in confusion whilst his brother’s hands rests on the dip of your waist, pulling out and letting a pause lull in between you, that damned smirk gone from seokjin’s face, replaced with a hazed look that couldn’t care less about the little brother who’s on the phone with the woman he’s about to-

“fu-” you whimper against the mouth that crashes against yours, swallowing your moan.

but the kiss was short-lived.

you push away seokjin’s face to force out an awkward laugh, “yeah, so i forgot i had a replacement class.”

“shit, you just knew?” taehyung sounded like he didn’t mind having a whole conversation with you while you were in your fake class.

“i mean,” you breathe out softly when seokjin’s thumb grazes your erected nub, “i think the professor mentioned it some time ago? i don’t know. didn’t care.”

“touche.” the man on the other end replies, you can almost hear him nodding.

“i gotta go, okay?” and with that, you toss your phone to the side.

in hindsight, you should’ve checked if you properly ended the call.

but how can you have a sliver of concern for something else when you’re too rapt in grasping onto the bed sheets as stars dot behind your eyelids. pleasure courses through your veins. back arching, toe curling, heart leaping within your caged chest as moan after moan pours out of your mouth as seokjin takes you higher than any man you’ve had before.

seokjin’s body falls over you a moment later, his strong arms propped on either sides of your head on the bed as he moans. your arms wrap around his body, face buried in the crook of his neck as you tighten yourself around him, goosebumps rising on your skin when his moan turns to a growl as you feel him twitch inside you.

it’s a moment later, once your breathing calms down, do you catch the faint scent of seokjin’s cologne amidst the smell of sweat and sex in the air as seokjin lifts your head with his hand, pushes the pillow away and places your head on his bicep as his free hand wraps around your body. because of your position, you can clearly hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest.

he should be getting off his high but why is his heart racing like crazy?

you snuggle into him, forehead resting against his chest as your cheeks remain hot - you think you’re gonna catch a fever.

x

the weeks pass by in a breeze with taehyung adamantly advocating for you, hoseok, jimin and him to hang out at jeongguk’s place. rather than a place, it’s a studio for one so having five grown adults in the same room isn’t exactly the brightest idea.

neither you nor taehyung brought up what happened three weeks ago. whether he heard you have sex with his brother - you rather not find out. but to say that everything went back to normal would be a pathetic lie.

every time silence lapses over you, there’s a stale air of awkwardness that comes with it. as if you have to sift through your brain for a topic or else you’ll die from suffocation because having a hole open up underneath you and swallow you into oblivion is too good of a fantasy.

but little do you know, that’s only the tip of the iceberg.

“jinnie, you got so much better at cooking!” a high pitched squeal bursts your eardrums as you watch yoo mina stand too close to your man in her delivery of compliments.

“psssh, this is nothing, wait till you taste my special garlic butter potatoes,” seokjin tries to play it cool but the blush on his cheeks is too apparent even to a blind person.

not to mention, she’s using the nickname you gave him. well, his parents started calling him jinnie first and since you’ve been around for a long time, you end up calling him that too but that’s besides the point.

the point is, you’ve found an annoying little thorn stuck inside your flesh and you want her out.

christmas break rolled around and for the first time, the four of you manage to catch a flight back to your hometown at the same time. usually, seokjin and namjoon would have a day off and spend christmas together in seoul since a day is too short of time to be flying back and forth while you and taehyung go back home.

though this year, your parents decide to make an impromptu visit to your grandparents’ two days before you landed and leave you in the kim’s care like a charity basket on someone’s doorstep on christmas eve.

“yo,” taehyung’s baritone drums in your ears all too suddenly, making you flinch, “can you pass me the-”

as if on cue, an earth shattering crack bounces off the walls for the longest moment as silence settles in the room and nothing except the sound of the tv host energetically announcing something about welcoming guests to the show, fills the air.

“...angel,” taehyung ends his words, blinking at the pieces of porcelain angel scattered across the floor near your feet.

“oh shit, sorry,” you say to no one in particular, heart racing as you drop to your knees, attempting to gather the broken pieces in hopes of- “can you ask mrs. kim if you have hot glue?”

“___, don’t touch the glass with your hands-” you can barely make out taehyung’s instructions even though he’s standing on the ladder right next to you.

“maybe i can piece it b- ah,” you hiss, retracting your hand and holding it against your chest as you watch the spot where it stings starts to seep out bleed.

“let me see that,” a large hand slips under yours gently, as if you’d break under the slightest pressure.

the familiar scent of ocean and fresh air hits your nose as a pair of troubled eyebrows bind together, eyes focused on your bleeding finger, “we need to disinfect it,” seokjin turns to the dark haired girl and middle aged woman standing a few feet away, probably giving you space to breathe and recover from your shock, “sorry mom. mina. can you watch the stove for a bit? and - is the first aid kit still under the sink in the bathroom?”

the pain hasn’t registered, but it’ll be a bitch once it does.

mrs. kim smiles that warm, gentle smile that seokjin often wears. like mother like son, “yes, dear, it’s still there. we hadn’t moved it since you left because no one was getting hurt some of them might’ve expired...”

“come on,” seokjin pushes himself up first but he stops mid action as your anguished voice slips out of your mouth, “ow ow ow, jinnie, it hurts so much, i can’t even stand up.”

“wait, let me-” taehyung starts before his voice gets drowned out by his mother’s order to- “oh tae, since you’re not doing anything, go get the gloves and broom from the storage room and clean this up.”

seokjin shakes his head, an amused smile on his lips as his hands slip under your armpits and hoists you up to your feet like he would a child.

“welp, there goes my chance of being carried like a princess,” you sigh, lips puckering into a pout but you don’t expect him to agree to it so casually-

“okay.”

with a shrug and an all too willing smile, one arm wraps around your shoulder as he bends down to hook his other arm under your knees - only to have you grasp a handful of his sleeve in a desperate attempt to stop him from dipping any lower. like a lesser than smooth criminal scared of getting caught.

“i’d reach up and pluck the stars for you if you asked me to, what makes you think i won’t carry you in my arms if that’s what you want me to do?” his face is dangerously close to you as he whispers before standing back up again.

“what if i asked you to stop talking to someone?” cheeks hot, you murmur to yourself, glancing at mina’s frowning face as you and seokjin walk pass the kitchen counter, him with his face too close and you with your overjoyed heartbeat.

 “just kidding!” you grin at the man before skipping a few steps ahead.

x

“no, please! i don’t wanna die!” you lament, leaning your body over the bathtub and away from the man that’s holding the gauze pad soaked in alcohol over the cut.

instead of sighing, clicking his tongue and calling you dramatic like his brother would, seokjin chuckles, “you know, we haven’t had a conversation since forever. what’s your favorite thing about christmas?”

“you’re just asking to distract me and when i’m distracted, you’ll pour the alcohol over the cut and it’ll hurt like hell,” you pout, eyes boring into his in an attempt to scour for admittance but when he doesn’t let up, you let a grin spread across your face, “i’ll let you do that for a kiss.”

but his inquiry isn’t what you expected, “just a kiss?” 

“and a hug,” you nod, opening your arms and offering an innocent smile that barely stays for longer than a second before you feel his arms around your waist, his hand on the back of your head pulling you down to his longing lips.

the kiss lingers a little too long. seokjin pulls away only to breathe out a sigh of relief, as if quenched from the deprivation that almost drove him insane. his hands lock on your back as his face finds home in the crook of your neck. he tends to do that - breathe in the scent of your perfume as if it’s his safe haven.

“i missed you,” his breath is hot against your skin, but nothing could beat the warmth spreading throughout your whole body from just holding him like this.

your heart clenches in your chest. a kiss on top of his head.

“i know.”

x

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note. so i wrote this before christmas, hence the holiday theme for this chapter. but stuff happened and i couldn’t post it. hope yall enjoyed!

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[joonsroses]

unplanned - little angel

park jimin x reader

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Y/n watched Nari walk around their living room and examine the furniture that surrounded her. Her baby had always been so curious.

Nari turned to face her mom, her wide grin taking up most of her face to which Y/n smiled back, waving slightly at the little girl who came toppling over. “Ma..ma! mama!” Nari cheered, stopping in front of the older woman and lightly hit her thighs, trying to gain her attention. 

Y/n laughed and reached down to pick up the little girl, lifting her so they were face to face. “What is it pumpkin?” She asked, lightly ticking the little girls’ stomach which resulted in the baby’s infectious laughter. Y/n grinned, her heart swelling with joy. Nari didn’t say anything else, simply grabbing a strand of Y/n’s hair and twirling it around, humming the tune of a tv show she had been watching earlier. 

The two stood in silence for a few moments, before the toddler began wiggling around, trying to get down from her mother’s arms. Y/n sat the restless girl down when the sound of her phone went off, the contact ID reading that it was Seokjin. She pursed her lips, memories of the conversation she had with the group and Jimin earlier entering her thoughts once again. 

“Hello?” She asked, eyeing Nari to make sure she was alright before turning her attention back to the man on the phone. 

“Hey, Y/n,” Jin said, pausing before he said more. Both paused as if waiting for the other to speak. Y/n sighed and ran a hand through her hair, stepping further away from Nari as if not wanting her to hear the conversation that was about to happen (although the little girl was lost in her own little world, not even paying attention, Y/n didn’t want to take that risk.) “I talked to Jimin...” 

Y/n laughed, though there was no trace of humor in the sound. “And? Is he still saying that I purposely waited until he was successful to tell him he had a daughter?” She questioned, feeling the rage that she had felt from earlier seep back into her body. “That I’m lying about him being her father for a quick buck?” 

Seokjin frowned on the other side, flinching a bit as Y/n’s tone grew harsher.

“You know Jimin didn’t mean those things...” He trailed off, knowing that both sides were hurt and had said things they didn’t mean. “He was your best friend once, Y/n. He loves you and was just shocked and confused.”

Y/n said nothing, frowning a bit as Jin continued; “I mean, wouldn’t you react the same way if you had found out that the last two years of your life you had a child that you didn’t even know existed?”

Silence filled the room, neither of them knowing how to continue. “I just...” Y/n trailed off, rubbing at her eyes as if to stop the tears from falling. “Nari is my everything and the idea that her father might not want her... it destroys me, Jinnie.” She whimpered, using the nickname she had given Jin years ago. 

“I get it Y/n-ie... I can’t even imagine that feeling but you need to give Jimin some time. He deserves that, don’t you think? He’ll come around. He always does.” 

She sighed, nodding her head even though she knew Jin couldn’t see her. She turned to face Nari, eyeing the little girl who looked almost identical to her father. 

“Look, the guys and I are going to go meet up and get some food later. Why don’t you and Nari come with us? We all miss that little munchkin.” Seokjin said, laughing a bit. “And if I have to hear Yoongi whine one more time about Taehyung getting more time with her I might rip my damn hair out.” 

Y/n laughed, smiling a bit at his words. Despite what he said, Yoongi had always been a softie for Nari. 

(Granted, how could anyone not be?)

“That sounds good, we’ll see you later.” She murmured, saying her goodbyes before hanging up. She walked back over towards Nari who had been pouting after knocking over her block tower, kneeling a bit so she could run her fingers through Nari’s tangled bed head. 

She pulled Nari into her lap, the little girl squirming after being abruptly pulled away from her toys. Eventually giving up, she settled into her mother’s lap, resting her head against Y/n’s chest. 

Y/n hummed a quiet tune to herself, rocking Nari back and forth. “Mommy will always be here for you, my little angel... No matter what.” As long as they had each other, everything would be alright. 

A/N: hey guys!! i’ve been wanting to get more into writing for awhile and I decided that adding some more depth into this series would be the perfect time to get some practice in. i’m not the best at it but i decided that i might as well!! my ask box is always open so any constructive criticism is always welcome :)) 

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[hongism]

ignition ➻ h. hyunjin 18+

➻ pairing: hwang hyunjin x fem!reader

➻ wc: 2.7k

➻ genre: some fluff, mostly smut, pwp

➻ rating: M

➻ summary: you like it best when hyunjin speeds things up and gets straight to business

➻ warnings: explicit content, oral: f receiving, face sitting kinda, fingering, creampie, kitchen sex, hair pulling, biting, marking, this is pretty tame ngl, hyunjin is an implied switch, as is reader, but he leans more dom in this, and reader leans more sub

➻ a/n: this is for my lovely amazing incredible friend @thinksshesawolf​ who suffered tremendously because of a certain ponytail man bless her heart bc she has to suffer with me rn thank u daija ily

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“Hey, how was work?” Hyunjin greets as you step through the doorframe. It’s late – later than usual for your work shift – and you feel as though you’ve been on your feet for over twenty hours. It’s a close enough estimation because your shift was so damn long, but seeing your precious boyfriend at the end of the day makes it all worth it.

“Just okay, I guess. I missed you,” you mutter as you push the door shut behind you. Hyunjin laughs under his breath, getting up from the couch to meet you by the door. His arms find your waist and fold around your body. You let him pull you against his chest, burying your face into his black tee, and he mimics your action by pressing his nose to the junction of your throat.

The two of you remain like that for a few moments. A comfortable silence lingers over you, and you let yourself just melt against his large form. After a small period of quiet, Hyunjin begins to murmur against your skin, his breath hot on you. You can’t keep a small sigh from escaping your lips.

“Just okay? That won’t do,” he mumbles. His teeth nip at your neck teasingly, and you bring a hand down against his shoulder.

“Shame on you,” you say through a laugh. “How was practice? Are you ready for the race?”

“Always,” Hyunjin answers as he pulls back to look you in the eye. Your hands drag over his shoulders, brushing along the material of his jacket. He must not have changed since getting home from his practice drive, but you are more than okay with that because his racing uniform suits him so well that you can’t resist him in it. His smile lingers as he watches your eyes trail over his form.

“You planned this, didn’t you?” You scoff when you see his teasing grin. Hyunjin shakes his head, a loose chunk of long brown hair falling to the front of his face. You resist the urge to brush it out of the way and kiss the place where the hair touched, at least until he admits to his cheeky behavior.

“Only a little. Not much, of course.”

“Not much? What part of this is not much, Hwang Hyunjin?” You throw your head back with a loud laugh, hands gripping the edge of his jacket. Your partner doesn’t answer; instead, his hands slide from your waist to cup your ass and he pulls your legs up around him with little effort. You cling to him tighter as he moves you. “Why do I love you?”

“Why indeed, baby? You tell me.” Hyunjin’s tone is nothing if not teasing. He leans closer to you, lips brushing across your cheek. He pulls away as you tilt your head to connect your lips with his. You puff your cheeks full of air and send a half-hearted glare his way.

“I’m wondering why more and more with each passing second, to be honest.” It’s Hyunjin’s turn to release a full-fledged laugh, and he tugs you closer before moving away from the entryway of the apartment. “Set me down, Hyunjin. Please.”

“I will. In a moment. Lemme just look at my beautiful girlfriend for a minute.” Hyunjin’s eyes drink in every curve of your face, trailing over your features with such love in his expression that it’s almost overwhelming. He carries you towards the kitchen rather than the bedroom. You honestly expected him to go straight for the bed since that’s usually where he prefers to have sex with you, but now he moves for the counter and sets you atop it with little to no effort. His arms drop to the marble, effectively caging you in. Neither of you can look away from each other; both so enamored with each other’s faces that you nearly fall into the sink on the counter. Your surprise morphs into a laugh as Hyunjin catches you before you completely collapse, and he laughs along with you before scooting you to the side of the sink.

“This is what the bedroom is for, Jinnie.”

Hyunjin ignores your protests in favor of leaning closer to you and pressing his lips against the column of your neck. He makes quick work of you, immediately finding the most sensitive place on your skin, and he nips at your nerves until a slew of soft sighs leaves your lips. You comb your fingers through his long hair. He doesn’t have it up today the way you like it, although you’re certain that he did that on purpose so you can put it up for him later. Still, you enjoy the sensation of his soft hair between your fingers and gently brush through the locks as he continues to suck at your neck. He pulls back with a sigh, hot breath fanning over saliva and causing a shiver to overtake your body in an instant. His lips make a path up to your neck and brush against the underside of your jaw.

“I suppose I have to forgive you for plotting like this,” you mutter as he kisses you.

“So you still love me?” He laughs in response. You pull your fingers out of his hair and lean away from his touch to look him in the eye.

“For now,” you tease, unable to hold back the smile playing at your lips.

“Hm, well I suppose I’ll have to do a lot better than this in order to make you love me forever.” Hyunjin’s tongue darts out to brush over his top lip. Your eyes flit down to watch the movement, and he sees your lingering stare within a second. He takes hold of your wrist, fingers dancing across your skin in such a delicate way that you barely feel the touch. Soft lips brush over your fingers and kiss a path up to your wrist where a hair tie rests around your skin. He catches the band between his teeth. With a sharp tug, he pulls the band off your wrist and cradles it softly between his teeth. One brows quirks upwards as he looks at you with the rubber in his mouth. It takes a moment but you realize what he wants you to do with it.

“You’re the devil,” you say in a soft tone. Hyunjin cocks his head to the side, hairband dangling in a teasing way from his lips. You take it from him with a small shake of your head and pop it around your fingers before tugging his long locks back. His eyes flutter shut from the delicate contact. A small hum leaves his lips as you run your fingers across his scalp, and he leans his head against your chest to give you better access to his hair. You tie the bundle of hair together with the tie and tighten it with a small tug. “There. Happy, princess?”

Hyunjin stands up straight again with a slight chuckle. His hands slide to your hips, and in one swift motion, he pulls you to the edge of the counter. Fingers dig under the waistband of your pants and hook your underwear as well. You release a small gasp as Hyunjin yanks the material down. You all but squeal when the cold counter touches your ass, clinging to Hyunjin for dear life. He laughs at your misery rather than helping you, however, and follows the same path your pants and underwear just took to the floor until he is kneeling in front of the counter, his face opposite your already heated core. He exhales, and the warm breath causes chills to run over your whole body when the air touches your folds.

“You’re going to sit there and tease me all night, aren’t you?” You ask through gritted teeth, glaring down at the man perched between your legs. He grins up at you, lips like a cheshire in the way he smiles, and you resist the urge to wrap your legs around his neck and pull him against your warmth. He places his hands firmly on your hips as though sensing your urges.

“As much as I would really love to do that, I’m more in the mood to get straight to business, baby girl.” Hyunjin murmurs as he tugs you closer to his face.

You love when he’s a bit impatient; needy and desperate to get straight to business and fuck you without any inhibitions. Those sorts of moods always leave you begging for more in the best way, and seeing him really assert that dominance over you is always a surprise since he doesn’t show it often otherwise. He teases your folds with the flat of his tongue, immediately causing your gut to coil and fill with heat.

“Besides, it looks like someone is already needy. I can’t keep my baby girl waiting too long, can I?” Hyunjin purrs against your core. He brings two fingers down to your folds, pressing the open so he has better access with his tongue. He keeps chatting to a minimum after that comment, and you’ve never been more grateful for silence because of the way his skilled tongue is pressing against your slit like he’s a man starved. One of your hands finds his hair, digging into the locks you just tied back as his tongue flicks against your sensitive bead. Your head falls back from the contact. His fingers press against you tighter as his tongue moves lower and lower until he prods at your entrance. A slight hum falls from his lips when he reaches it, the vibrations reverberate through your whole body, and you quiver under Hyunjin’s grasp.

“Hy-Hyunjin,” you stammer as his tongue pushes into you. The pads of his fingers work small circles around your clit, and all sense of coherent thought leaves your mind at the pleasure. He pulls off your core with an almost embarrassing pop, and your juices shine on the bottom half of his face. Eyes dark with lust stare up at you. Slowly, he moves to his feet again, hand remaining on your folds and tracing the same small circles over them. He leans closer to your face and crashes his lips against yours. You taste yourself on his lips but as his tongue pushes into your mouth and fingers into your pussy, you don’t have time to think about that even for a second.

“We can take it slow and make love some other time, but right now…” Hyunjin trails off, exhaling into your mouth, and you grip his hair tighter. His fingers are working magic between your legs. Despite his shallow thrusts, he curves them into you at just the right angle, and it has you practically singing a chorus of moans against his lips as he kisses you. “I need you right now,” He growls against your mouth, voice low and gravely from the lust coursing through him.

“Then take me,” you whisper in response, holding him close to your body by his hair. His fingers stay in you a little while longer, however, and continue to work you open to get you ready for the stretch of his member. You squirm against him as though it’ll make him speed up, but even in these hasty moods, Hyunjin always insists on making certain that you are prepped properly for him.

“And here I thought I was the impatient one.” Hyunjin chuckles at your movements and pulls his fingers out from your dripping cunt. “Ready for me, are you?” You nod along to your boyfriend’s words, hands already moving down to the prominent bulge in his pants, and you tug at the material almost desperately. Hyunjin pushes your hands aside with a soft swatting motion. He takes scare of the action for you, popping the middle button and tugging his zipper down. With a quick tug, he pulls his pants down far enough to expose his underwear, just under the bulge of his restrained cock.

“Please just hurry up,” you beg, pawing at the bulge behind his underwear. Hyunjin heeds your pleas, thank goodness, and pulls the band of his underwear down, freeing his hard cock at long last. The tip is already leaking precum, a thin layer over his slit, and you reach down to thumb over the moisture. Hyunjin exhales at the contact. His head falls forward, forehead meeting yours. You both breathe out at the same time, and the air intermingles before you. He presses closer to you as you guide his cock to your entrance, lining it up with you dripping core.

“Hey…” He says. Ther’s a sense of hesitation in his movements all the sudden, and you look up to his eyes to see what’s wrong. “I-I just – I love you so much, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Jinnie. More than anything.” You cup his cheek and lean against him. Your lips meet in a soft kiss, slotting together like the last two pieces of a puzzle. He pushes further against you. Lust comes back to his movements, his moves with sudden haste, and pushes his member into you, continuing to fill you up until he’s completely buried in you. You both sit still for a moment, just basking in the sensation of being so close like this.

You shift your hips in efforts to prompt Hyunjin to start moving. He smirks at your teasing movements, then pulls halfway out before burying himself in you again. He builds up a steady pace like that; a slow pull out then a swift thrust back in, and with each thrust he seems to hit deeper in you. A slew of moans leaves your lips as he continues to fuck you. Soft grunts come from him, your noises together making a sweet symphony of pleasure. You lean back on the counter and let him tug you closer to the edge until your ass is all but hanging off it. The curve is awkward and a tad painful on your back, but each thrust brings you more pleasure than the last and you barely think about the strain on your back as he fucks you.

One thrust in particular nearly makes you fall, however, and you lurch upwards to grab hold of Hyunjin and steady yourself.

“H-Hyunjin, ho–old on,” you stammer out. He slows his thrust immediately upon hearing your words, looking to your eyes for any sign of discomfort. “Th-The counter is a bit uncomfortable on my back.” Part of you is embarrassed to have to stop him like this, but there is only love and affection in his gaze as he looks at you.

“Let’s move then.” Hyunjin lifts you off the counter with ease, folding your legs around his body. You think he’s going to head for the bedroom this time, but he takes you by surprise yet again and instead goes for the empty wall beside the fridge. He props you up against it with careful hands. His eyes search yours, waiting for a sign of confirmation that this is okay, and you give him a slow nod.

His thrusts pick up pace again. This angle is much better for you in that he hits even deeper and the tip of his cock prods your sweet spot with each dragging thrust. Your moans fall with increased fervor. Your high is approaching quickly, and you know that Hyunjin is suffering more than you are because the sweat on his brow is dripping onto your leg.

You don’t have a chance to warn him before your orgasm hits. Your velvet walls clench around his member, squeezing him tight, and your lips fall open into a silent scream. Hyunjin follows soon after, spilling into you with a low groan. Your fingers hold onto his hair still with a softening grip. It takes a moment for the two of you to come down from the high. Your breaths are heavy as the two of you drink in the afterglow of your orgasms.

“Round two?” Hyunjin chuckles as he pulls his softening member out of your filled pussy. You whine as cold air replaces his warmth, hands falling from his hair to his shoulders. You brace yourself as he lifts you onto his waist again, and a small laugh escapes you when his lips press against your jaw.

“You have too much stamina,” you whine. Hyunjin hums in response, saying nothing else as he carries you to the bedroom. “We can’t stay up late though, because your race is tomorrow.”

“Hm, we’ll see about that. No promises.”

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[bangtanshomura]

PINK | 2/? | pjm

summary: A neighbor as pink and hopelessly romantic as you and an equally pink neighbor like Jimin (but without a thing or two in common), sounds almost perfect together, right?. The only problem? That you are madly in love with him but his tonalities are very different from yours.

pairing: park jimin x female reader.

genre: fluff, angst, (maybe in the future a little of smut? not so sure).

word count: 1992

warning: unrequited love, pinning, so much embarrassment, a looooot of pink hehe, hurt, some mxm with ot7, you know…it happens sometimes.

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Pink, 'cause you are so very

“Sup with the face, sugar?” Seokjin’s voice pulls you back to reality. Or maybe was Jimin’s text.

“Jimin asked me if he should go on a date with the pretty girl of the coffee shop across the street”

“You are a pretty girl” He points you with a finger, looking at you harshly. “And Jimin always says stupid things, so please, don’t overthink this”

“But I'm not the pretty girl he would consider asking out on a date” your voice is almost a whisper, so genuinely hurt that Seokjin can't help the tug at his heart.

“Well, his loss, I’m telling you” He scoffs “He will see you someday—” Tucks a lock of hair behind your ear with an affectionate smile. “ like, really see you. And I hope it's not too late when that happens”

Everyone knows what a wonderful person you are, including Park Jimin.

The only person who apparently lacks this information is you.

And it's not that Seokjin has any feelings of hatred and contempt towards the now black-haired boy; but he didn’t appreciate the way he lured you to him and then pushed you away.

Actually, even if Namjoon thinks otherwise, he is absolutely certain that there is some reason why Jimin's colors look somewhat... dull.

There must be a reason why despite the subtle -quite obvious in Seokjin's opinion- attraction Jimin feels for you, he doesn't let it develop but also doesn't let it stop.

Seokjin just knows it's like that, it's a feeling,

“I love you so much Jinnie, but I don't want to talk about this anymore” You leave a small kiss in his cheek before you continue talking. “Are you coming for some unhealthy dinner tonight?”

“You know that we will, baby” The wink it throws at you makes you giggle “Namjoon will pick us up ten minutes before we close the store, safety an all, you know my man” You both laugh a little. “Any suggestions?”

“I'm craving a cheeseburger from McDonald’s”

“A cheeseburger from McDonald's will be” It’s a reality, they don’t know how to say no to you. And they don’t want to. “Now, help me with this arrangement, I have never met a bride as demanding as this girl. I swear”

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"Just when I think you can't get any more idiotic, you come along and surprise me Jimin."

Yoongi’s raspy voice makes him roll his eyes.

“What are you talking about now?”

“You know what. Don’t play dumb with me” He signals his phone with a movement of the head and scolds him with his eyes. Translation: He read the messages. “You can’t keep doing this to her.”

Jimin looked out the window again, exchanging glances with the barista who batted her eyelashes flirtatiously, gifting him a smile that he returned with a smaller one of his own.

She's pretty, he had to admit that. But neither her flirtatious smile nor her long, stylish hair, managed to provoke anything in him.

Not like his small, pink, innocent neighbor.

A sigh left his lips and he returned his gaze to his phone.

“I know”

______

“Are we hungry or what?”

Namjoon enters the shop with his extra-large arms extended, prepare to wrap you two in a bear hug.

“We are always hungry; you already know that hun”

Seokjin takes his face in between his hands with so much delicacy that you want to cry but instead you fake a gagging noise that makes them chuckle and you smile fondly to the presence of their love.

“Let’s go before you suffocate me with so much PDA” You give them a weak smile walking towards the entrance, in a crestfallen manner.

The taller one knows there is something in your voice that doesn't fit the facade you want to sell him, so, he looks to his boyfriend direction with a raised brow and an interrogation mark painted on its face.

His boyfriend answers him with a silent lip movement, a name, clarifying the situation.

Of course, it had to be.

“I cross paths with Jungkook this morning”

“Really? How is he?” Your question doesn’t come as curious as his want’s to, but he keeps anyways.

“You know, hotter than before” Seokjin watches him curious while locking the gate of the flower shop, eyebrow arching and he clarifies his voice. “I might have invited him to dinner today”

Okay, he may not have invited him, but they did crossed paths in a convenience store while the younger one was carrying a bag full of banana milk.

But he will.

“…You did?”

The hesitation in your voice gives him a push.

“Yeah, I mean, is it wrong?”

————

You should have known.

How is it possible that a specimen like Jeon Jungkook exists and on top of that, he is single.

Damn Kim Namjoon and damn his twisted plan or whatever that goes through his prodigy brain.

“You could have warned me that he looked like that!”

“Boring” Namjoon prolonged the ‘o’ “I don’t see what’s wrong. He is hot, you are hot, he is single, you are single. A win-win situation if you ask me”.

“But I didn’t”.

“Irrelevant. We are having an amazing night y/n. You know that I’m not going to force you on a date with Jungkook but I want you to enjoy this moment with me, with us”.

“I am enjoying the moment, excuse you” You murmur.

“No your not. You think that I didn’t see the sadness in your eyes?”

“Nam…”

“No baby, not today” He takes a deep breath and looks at you with so much love and concern. “Please”

Deep inside, you know he is right, that you need a night of rest from the problem in your heart that has Park Jimin as its name.

Jungkook is funny, sweet, attentive and Namjoon isn't lying when he says the four of you are having a spectacular night.

You can see it in your best friend's eyes, the desperation to see you well, happy.

So, you agree.

“But!—” Namjoon waits for whatever that you are going to say “What the fuck with those tattoos? And the piercing? He can’t be real, you created him”

He lets out a thunderous laugh as he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Girl, I know”

______

“Thank you so much for having me tonight y/n”

“Oh, no, no” You blush. He chuckles, watching you trying to burn holes in the door of the apartment in front of yours to avoid his gaze. “I-I…eh…Thank you! T-Thank you for coming, like, here, to my house, obviously…oh my god”

You want to slap your face for making a fool of yourself in front of another extremely hot man.

And then, he smiles.

And it's not a smirk or a chuckle that can be interpreted as "I know what I’m doing to you."

It's genuine.

He’s giving you his adorable bunny smile.

“Cute”

If he is about to say something else besides what your brain translated as a compliment, a voice coming from the elevator at the end of the hall momentarily distracts you from it.

“Hey pink”

Although Jimin's greeting is for you, his eyes are intently fixed on the male figure next to you, who watches him curiously.

“Jiminie, you are at home”

Jungkook's eyes travel quickly from Jimin to you, who -with incredible speed for someone so small- runs into the arms of the black-haired boy standing in front of the elevator door.

The gears in his brain working at full power, stopping abruptly when this guy drops the bags he was carrying on the floor so he can wrap his arms around your waist, still throwing daggers in his direction.

Then the realization hits him, and his lips let out an amused chuckle.

This guy must see him as a threat and being honest, he could be.

If you'd let him, that is.

“Yoongi didn't let me escape early, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to dinner with you”

The butterflies in your belly do a triple loop at his words.

"It's okay, I understand" You say turning around but not before grabbing one of the bags lying on the floor and incidentally, the hand he keep unoccupied by the other bags, you turn to Jungkook with a smile "Jungkookie, this is Jiminie, my neighbor!"

“Hi, Jiminie the neighbor”

Jungkook extends his hand offering it in a cordial greeting, while Jimin examines him completely to finally put down the bags and shake it without separating his hand that is holding yours.

“Just Jimin”

You don't quite understand why they seem to be having a battle to the death with just their eyes, in the middle of the hallway, while Mrs. Kim passes by and watches the scene with curiosity.

You give her a somewhat apologetic smile and make a small bow before -trying- to take a step to get closer to Jungkook.

Try, because the moment Jimin detected movement on your part, he pulled your hand with a little force -without hurting you of course-, to return you to his side.

Jungkook catches between his lips the mocking laughter that wants to escape from his chest and instead returns his gaze to you, smiling softly.

"I'd love to stay and get to know 'Just Jimin' a little more, but I'm afraid it's a little late" You can watch from the corner of your eye as Jimin rolls his eyes and turns to the side with a pout on his lips.

Weird.

Not the tantrum, you've seen it multiple times.

The moment. Yeah, that's weird.

"Actually, yes. It's late. Jungkookie from college" Jimin says dryly

For some reason your brain fails to organize its ideas and thoughts, they're all scattered all over the floor of what you assume is the control room in your head.

"Sure" Jungkook replies without looking at him, taking a step to get closer to you, snapping you out of your thoughts "Really, thanks for tonight, y/n"

Jimin knows, he can feel it.

His cheeks must be red and his forehead must have the biggest scowl in history.

Because, who does he think he is, Jungkookie from college, to hug you like that?

Even when his hand is intertwined with yours!.

"Oh" Jungkook's warm embrace brings you back to your senses completely. unconsciously letting go of Jimin's hand to return the gesture with affection "Thank you for coming, I hope Namjoon didn't force you to come all the way here."

"Not at all. Actually, I'd love to meet with you guys again."

When you part, Jimin makes his presence noticeable again, taking your hand quickly with a huff.

------

"I thought only Namjoon and Jin were coming for dinner?"

Jimin lets the question out casually, wishing it wasn't too obvious his need for information from the - apparently - new member of your group.

"Oh, yeah, Namjoon found Jungkook by chance and invited him over for old times' sake."

He can see how you arrange some cans in his cupboard, as if you know the place by heart.

Leaning on his kitchen counter, a smile moves over his lips at the domesticity of the moment.

How can you look so pretty and pink, doing something as mundane as stocking his pantry?

And it's this very thought that forces him to take control of the situation. Because he knows that what happened in the hallway a few minutes ago must have confused you even if you don't show it to him.

And it's not something he can afford.

"I see" Running his hand through his hair -a habit he doesn't intend to abandon-, he starts rummaging through another shopping bag as he continues "Did you read my messages?"

He can see you cease your movements and stand still with a bag of candy in one hand.

"I-I..."

"Nevermind" He Interrupts you "Yoongi advised me on one or two things that might be useful."

"He did?"

No.

But you can't know that.

"Yeah, he did."

------

A/N:

For the people who read the first part, I'm sorry for the delay but I've been going through an unexpected and difficult time, so I promise to make up for the lost time. In the meantime I'll leave this chapter here and I hope you enjoy it and again, I'm really sorry!

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Jimin- Say my name

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Smut, Cocky Jimin, dirty talk, teasing, unprotected sex, light choking 

Word Count: 1.7K

"I'll make you scream so hard, everyone will know who you belong too"

You scoffed, hands wrapped around his neck as he held you atop the washing machine. "You're so confident, yet last week you couldn't even look me in the eyes"

Positioning the tip of his dick with one hand, he smirked as he looked at your still confident face, knowing damn well it wasn't going to last long. "We'll see how confident you are after." He slammed his hips into your entrance, purposely making sure to bottom out immediately. Loving the look on your face.

It was a tight squeeze, one that had you arching your back and biting your lip to keep quiet. "Jimin-fuck, go slow, I need time to adjust" you winced, immediately losing all the confidence you previously had

"Hm? Did you say something?" You felt his hand slapping your thigh, prompting you to open your eyes, not even noticing that you had shut them in pain. You couldn't help but stare at his soft plump lips. Imagining them placing kisses along your inner thighs, allowing you to relax into him.. "Are you ready for me?" he cooed, gripping your legs from the back of your knees. He pulled out, eyes focused on his dick buried in your soaking entrance. "If you're going to stare I might as well put on a good show, right?" With a snap of his hips, he rammed every inch back inside you.

The force of his thrust shook the washer machine and caused a loud bang, already biting your lip to hold in your moans. But the banging of the machine definitely was not helping your cause. "Jimin" you half yelled, half moaned. "They're going to catch us!"

He hummed, pulling out to prepare for another thrust. "Let them come running inside" Another thrust followed closely with a thud against the wall. "I want them to watch as I turn you into a mess," he leaned in and whispered in your ear, "I bet you would love that, wouldn't you?"

Your eyes widened in shock, permanently biting your lip in anticipation for his slow drawn out thrusts. "Don't you fucking dare"

"I absolutely will ". Each thrust was balls deep and left your legs twitching. You bit your lip harder, determined not to give either of you away. His thumb caught your lip and pulled it free from your teeth. "Don't you dare cover up those beautiful moans of your, now say my fucking name"

You shook your head adamantly against the beautiful picture in front of you. Jimin between your legs, mercilessly thrusting into you, his hips begging you to moan" I will break you, so why don't you just make this easier on yourself"

You clenched your eyes shit, continuing to abuse your bottom lip. You felt his lips brush against the crook of your neck, his tongue drawing along up to your ear. Yet you remained as still as you could, his thrusts coming to a slow

"No? I guess you want them to come watch while you scream my name, digging your nails into by back as they watch, right?" He grinned, having one of his hands travel up your body to your neck. His long, warm fingers closed around your throat, applying just enough pleasure to drive you crazy. Causing you to clench around his pulsing cock. Making him let out a deep moan as his eyes rolled back in pleasure." Fuck Y/n"

He kept one hand on your throat and the other holding your leg open so he could watch himself slip in and out at a brutal pace. The washing machine banged against the wall repeatedly. But you didn't care you were too focused on trying to ignore the waves of pleasure Jimin was forcing upon you. Jimin took it upon himself to keep you quiet, for now. Needing more time before another member came down begging to have a turn with you.

He controlled your desperate moans by squeezing your throat, choking off the sound as his eyes burned into yours. "I control what they get to hear, and right now i want you all to myself"

You felt your stomach begin to churn, causing you to feel like you were going to explode if you didn't take care of it. You desperately reached down to finish yourself off, desperate to reach your high. Jimin grabbed your hand and forced it to your side. "You only get to cum at my hand Y/n"

"Please just let me finish...." You whined as he pulled out inch by inch, wanting you to feel the emptiness he left behind. .

He pulled you off the washing machine and bent you over the machine, briefly admiring your body, ready to take you from behind "If you don't let me cum then i'll leave right now" You pushed back against him, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

He immediately pushed you back against the washing machine, the cold metal causing you to flinch as you feel a familiar harness against your entrance.

He groaned softly at the contact and pressed his hard length against you. "It's too late to back out baby~." His hands gripped your waist and held you in place. I'll be damned if i let you go now" He kicked your legs apart before forcing himself back in. His fingers smoothed over your hair and grabbed a fistful. "Say my name."

He tugged your head back, forcing your back to dip as he snapped his hips. With each thrust, his balls slapped your engorged clit, dragging a loud moan from your lips. "Jimin~"

"Louder baby~ I don't think Jinnie can hear you," Jimin demanded with a swift slap to your ass, causing your thighs to shake under his touch

"Jimin!" you cried out trying to find something to brace yourself against, the washing machine was too slippery from juices left moments ago. Soon enough, he pressed you directly up against it with no cushion, forced to take the full blow of each and every stroke. Your cries were cut off, by your increasing need for air. He let go of your hair and put both hands on the back of the washer machine.

The force of his thrusts increased as the banging against the wall stopped. The only thing you heard was your own moans and screams of pleasure. By this point, your clit was beyond sensitive from stimulation. Your legs were trembling, barely being able to hold yourself up. Your ass becoming sore from his hips slapping against them.

"Are you ready to cum for me Y/n?" He was growing tired but didn't let up. When you failed to answer him, he grabbed one of your legs by the knee, lifted it up to rest on the corner of the washing machine. "All you have to do is scream my name loud enough for everyone to hear~"

You bit down on your lip, cutting off your screams but failing to suppress the moans. He leaned down and pressed his chest to your back, his lips ghosting over your ear and neck before biting down. You squealed in surprise, and let out a bellowing laugh. 

"I'll just fuck you until the whole world knows" He whispered against your ear. He let go and slipped a hand between the washing machine and your hips. It took a second longer than you'd like to admit for you to realize what he was reaching for. When the rough pad of his middle finger grazed your clit, you bucked against his touch with a scream.

"Jimin, please!" You didn't even know what you were begging for. All you knew is that you wanted more. You wanted to cum. You wanted—

His thrusts began to get shorter as he toyed with your clit, swirling his finger around it, occasionally brushing where his dick had you spread open, using your juices to keep it wet. He picked up the pace and his finger mercilessly rotated over your clit. You met his hips at each thrust, screaming out a string of curses as the pit in your stomach grew exponentially bigger. "jI-JI-min! Pl-plea" words being unable to form as you practically begged for release.

"Don't worry baby, I know exactly what you want." He bit your ear and neck then brushed his lips against your cheek. "Are you going to cum for me baby? I want you to scream loud enough for everyone to hear. Don't you want them to listen as I fill you with cum?"

"Y-yes! Jimin! Cum on my back!" you cried out as the pressure snapped and pure bliss washed over you. You wailed as he stood upright, gripped your hips, and fucked you with every bit of energy he could muster. You arched your back, unable to do more than just take it, take the punishment he gave, prolonging your orgasm as he chased his own.

He moaned loudly as his thrusts became sloppier by the second. For a moment, the only thing you could hear was his moans as he painted your walls white with his cum "You're mine" was the last thing he said before slowly pulling out, you shivered as you felt his cum slowly pool out. You looked back at him in disbelief "Jimin! Fuck hurry up and give my my underwear so I can go change before they see me with cum dripping down on my legs" you groaned looking down at the mess he had made.

"I said on my back! what the hell is wrong with you"

You huffed in disbelief, only for your anger to subside as he pinned you against the wall. "New plan princess~ we're going to parade you around the house til everyone sees who you belong to~" you began to protest widely as he dragged you towards the door, and taking a deep breath before swinging it open"NAMJOON! I FUCKED Y-" 6 members all collapsed at the doorway, their ears previously glued to the door.

"We heard"

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