#eunhyuk perfect

[mysilentmemory]

SS9inManila

How stable is suju vocals??

Lee Donghae:

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[superjunioroutofcontext]

#super junior #suju #yesung #eunhyuk #yesec #jewel handsome guy #mmmm yes #that hairstyle #perfection

[blueberry-bop]

Perfection (2011) - teaser images - Sungmin, Eunhyuk, Siwon, Zhoumi

Sungmin & Eunhyuk

Siwon & Zhoumi

#superjunior-m #superjunior #sungmin #eunhyuk #siwon #zhoumi #ihj #csw #zm #perfection

[mikanotes]

COMEBACK/APOCALYPSE

eunhyuk x gn!reader — 577 words.

genre: angst/comfort, (probably) established relationship

warnings: mentions of death, grief, and swearing. nothing else i think!

synopsis: Eunhyuk returns. You don’t know how to deal with it.

author’s note: i miss him so have this. also me when you’re coming back and it’s the end of the world and we’re starting over and i love you darling and i am done

“You’re dead.” you say, “I’ve finally made peace with that. You should not be here.”

Steady as your voice may be, you’re unsure how much of your carefully crafted detached exterior manages to hold up in the face of Lee Eunhyuk’s apparent return to life. He looks as calm as usual. The way he stares at you feels somewhat unnerving— A gaze that refuses to let go, one that pierces right through you.

You feel the walls around you crumbling before you can do anything about it. You never stood a chance. “Eunhyuk.” you sigh, tone almost pleading. Please tell me you’re real. Please tell me you’re alive. Even if it makes no sense, say it, please. You hold his gaze as he takes a few short steps towards you.

“I’m sorry.” he says. Your throat feels tight and your eyes sting. “That you grieved for something that wasn’t gone.”

This is so much worse. But there isn’t a good way this situation could’ve gone.

This is one year and some months of sinking into a void of growing despair, with nothing to grab onto to stop it. It’s one year and some months that really feel like a decade of your very heart withering away. It’s one year and some months of surviving a monster apocalypse, and somehow having the sight of the person you craved to see the most be the thing that truly breaks you. The floor feels like it’s disappearing under your feet. You’re falling again, and it feels ten times worse and more instant. Like death. You’re dying and he’s saying sorry for not ever truly leaving.

“No, I,” you pause, forcing yourself to actually breathe, “I grieved over someone that was gone. You were gone. This was over a whole year without a single sign from you. An entire year of forcing myself to believe everyone’s words. ‘He’s dead’, ‘He’s gone and under the crumbled building’, ‘You’ll never see him again’, that was real.”

Eunhyuk doesn’t say a word.

“I didn’t want to believe it. I was so sure of it— That you weren’t really gone. You wouldn’t leave so easily. I didn’t believe it at all.” you shake your head, gaze moving aimlessly, “I eventually had to stop believing, and I’m sorry that I did. But you can’t just come back this way.”

“Should I leave?”

He’s dead serious, the fool. Polite and conscious of the boundaries he might’ve pushed by simply making himself known to you again.

“No. Are you kidding me?” you take a step forward, but it’s awfully hesitant. Like if you get too close you’ll see his skin is translucent and he was never really there and you’d been yelling at the wall. “You can’t leave. Not again.”

What are you supposed to do with all these feelings? It’s terrifying. He really is here.

“What can I do?” he asks, tone as steady as you’d hoped yours would come out. Every moment you practiced that false image of calm, your reference had subconsciously been Eunhyuk. Calm and level-headed, mature, the perfect leading figure. You’d never see Lee Eunhyuk slip up over his own emotions. That’s what you strived for.

But as it turns out, it’s not easy to be like this.

So out of touch. You need to make sure.

“Take my hand.” you say, ask, “Please.”

He looks down at your hand, then back up at you when he shortens the distance between the two of you. His hand is careful when it takes yours, slowly bringing it up between both of your chests. His skin is just as cold as it was, as cold as you remembered. Rough, contrasting how gentle his movements are. You stare at him and he stares at your hand.

“Now?”

“Now you promise not to die without me.”

That’s not something he can promise, you know it already. His expression tenses for a moment, like he’s in pain, but it’s gone just as fast. “I can’t promise you that.” he says, looking up at you, “You know that.”

“You’re the worst person I know.” you say, lying through your teeth. Eunhyuk carefully reaches his free hand towards your face, pressing his palm to your jaw.

“I am, aren’t I?” he says quietly, expression unchanging. “I’d usually call bullshit, but I admit I sort of believe you, all things considered.”

You scoff but it’s hard for it not to turn into a laugh. It’s light and not the definition of happy but it feels somewhat comforting. Your heart feels painfully tight. There’s something inordinately scary about allowing yourself to hope again.

“You know, once it actually clicks in my head that you’re really here, I’m going to cry like I never have before?”

“Don’t waste your energy on that.” he hums, “Still, I’ll be here through all of it, if it happens. I’ll be there. I won’t leave again. Not like last time.”

You lean down until your forehead hits his shoulder. He moves his hand to the back of your head, and the other just tightens around your own. There’s no need for more than that to say I love you, silently, in your own way.

“You will?”

“I can promise you that much.”

#lee eunhyuk x reader #eun hyuk x reader #eunhyuk x reader #lee eun hyuk x reader #lee eunhyeok x reader #eun hyeok x reader #eunhyeok x reader #lee eun hyeok x reader #sweet home x reader #x reader

[thinemoonshine]

𓆰𝓈𝑜𝒾𝓁, 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒹𝑒 ♡𓆪

cha hyun su x female reader genre: romance, angst, fluff type: series (but can be read as oneshot) word count: 2,702

⚠ mentions of self-harm and suicide ⚠

part 4 of series ◄◄ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ part 6 of series

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ synopsis: things have gotten worse. monsters rapidly increased, green home was destroyed and the military came to supposedly 'help them' or as what (y/n) actually believes, 'collect cha hyun su' as part of their 'special infected search' mission. this caused their separation and to add to that, a series of unfortunate events follow- challenging (y/n)'s already wavering tenacity to stay alive... and the presence of a 'guardian angel' may just rekindle or extinguish her flame ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚

It's been a while since the remaining surviving residents of Green Home Mansion Apartment and others have been living in the stadium. (y/n) is one of the former, alive, yet day by day, she feels less so- and knowing this kills her. She talks less each day, eats less, feels less and even moves less- slowly beginning to be a puppet on strings. The routine never changes; wake up, cut and bleed to prove her identity as human, eat and drink whatever there is to eat- none at all at some times, suffer insanely long hours of boredom then go back to sleep. Wake up and it's the same thing all over again.

Although, there is one thing (y/n) looks forward to; hanging out with Eunyu, Eunhyuk's younger sister whom she's somewhat close with due to their close age. Well, not really 'hanging out' but more of following her to the secret exit in the stadium and watching her leave. (y/n) will then wait around, praying that Eunyu will be safe and turning out relieved and joyful when she would come back alive. This small scenario that happens daily is what keeps her... feeling, in a way. To hope, to be relieved, to celebrate.

Eunyu doesn't share the same sentiments as her, obviously, since she finds her outings as 'failures' at the inability to find her brother who she believes (or chooses to, at least) is alive. But, she does feel grateful and sincerely... happy, to return to someone waiting for her. As cold as Eunyu seems, she is actually quite cordial towards (y/n) than she is with anyone else.

"How was today's trip?" (y/n) tails after Eunyu as she slips back into the stadium with dirt and soil all over her skin and clothes.

"Boring," the latter answers languidly as she strides- not sparing the other a glance. "But, he came again."

(y/n) pauses slightly at this but resumes her steps quickly again. "...Your hero?"

"Eunhyuk," her friend replies almost immediately and (y/n) feels the added weight in the air around them. Eunyu's told her about the 'guardian angel' that saves her whenever she gets in trouble outside and although it does make sense that they could be Eunhyuk who became a neo-human, at the same time... it sounds impossible. Just like the idea of Hyun Su coming back.

(y/n) only smiles at Eunyu, not saying anything further and just like that, another day passes.

Once again, she wakes up, cuts and bleeds, eats, drinks, and waits long insufferable hour—

"I want to leave," (y/n) says under her breath as she stands in front of the secret exit.

Huh. It seems today, the winds have changed.

She turns back into the stadium before exhaling a long breath and leaving a small folded note beside her foot for Eunyu. The latter left earlier, which is perfect because she would've never let her leave. But she'll be wondering where (y/n) is when she returns. The note will suffice.

"I'll be back... I think," (y/n) casually says, not caring for her fate at this point, and leaves without another look.

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The sky's turn darker and the winds have picked up. Yet, (y/n) still remains wandering aimlessly. She's met with a couple of monsters, some small and hiding was enough to cover her; some big but non-violent. She got lucky. So lucky that she feels it's ridiculous.

All this fortune is making her more greedy; more hopeful for change, for growth, for... for Hyun Su. But all those is only going to make her feel more lonely, more longing and more... miserable. As selfish and ungrateful as it sounds, there just seems to be nothing left to live for. No one to miss, no one to look forward to.

"Just like me... No one will miss me-" (y/n) trails off as her head raises to look at the tall building beside her. "-if I was gone..."

She blinks and suddenly, she finds herself on the rooftop- looking down at the grassy ground that's a number of levels beneath her. She wonders if Eunyu's read the letter yet. And wonders if her guardian angel made sure of her returning safely.

But what she wonders most... is whether that guardian angel would treat her the same way as they do with Eunyu. If they really are Eunhyuk, he'd save her, right? Maybe? Probably. But she'll never know if she never tries.

And so, her foot lifts off the cement roof and soon, she's free falling with the beautiful view of the starry sky and the cold night air tickling her skin like a million feathers. Strangely, she feels at peace. The unknown of tomorrow- or the next few seconds, fills her with anticipation.

She throws her arms out as her eyes close, letting gravity do its job— until she's captured and crushed against a broad chest before a loud tumble follows.

She landed... alive?

(y/n)'s eyes widen when she realizes this and she quickly props herself up- stumbling slightly at the feeling of ribs against her palms and she gasps at the human figure below her.

Well, if only not for the wing sticking out his right shoulder where there's meant to be an arm. But even with it covering his face from it being used to shield around them, she can guess who it is. Who else can it be?

"You! You're back! Lee Eunhyuk!" She exclaims with genuine shock but relieved and glad for most. A bright smile stretches on her face as she properly sits up—overlooking the fact that her 'cushion' is in fact, a human abdomen—and puts one hand on the large wing to push it away. "Eunyu was right all along! You're—"

Her breath stops and smile drops. What once were upturned, crescent eyes sparkling with glee are now rounded with deep obscurity as they slice between his dark, glossy ones that stare up at her with soft endearment, yet a strange, brittle coldness.

"Cha Hyun Su?" She squeaks out, barely able to speak from the shock and emotions spiraling inside her; both the good and bad.

The other says nothing, nor does his mien express anything as he sits up with his hand hovering her back- just an inch away from touching.

"It's you... All this time, the one that's been saving Eunyu was you," (y/n) completes the puzzle but is again, met with silence as he shifts her away to the grass beside them before standing up.

She watches his wide back becoming smaller and the befuddlement within her quickly boils into something else. And her hands curl to fists.

"Ya, Cha Hyun Su! Where were you?? All this time, I thought you were at a shelter, or-or a lab being experimented on but turns out you've been... been here?? Out and about, wherever this is!" (y/n) shouts, furious and overall, betrayed, that he's never once bothered to visit her. To see her. Tell her that he survived.

Despite her roars, the other is unfazed as he continues to walk away but his choice to remain on land despite his ability to fly is enough to tell (y/n) that he's listening to her.

So, she does what she does best: follow.

"Hey! Talk to me!" She demands and spins him around by the arm when she catches up.

"What? What do you possibly want me to say?" He snaps and his frigid attitude takes her aback. Even the look in his eye as he stares her down, it's... unwelcoming. The fire in her is diminished by the raging waves of desolation that drowns her. She could've escaped this feeling. She could've been free minutes ago if Hyun Su didn't save her.

But now, seeing him act like this, act like a complete stranger towards her, everything became worse. They haven't seen each other for nearly a year but is that enough reason to treat her like one? There was something between them— (y/n) believes there is something between them but maybe, she's wrong. Maybe, it's just her.

He's the only light for her in this cruel, dark world; the only breath of fresh air and the thought of never being able to see him again was worse than being dead. But to Hyun Su... just what is she?

"You should've left me to die."

At this, his brows twitch and jaw tightens. "What?"

"You shouldn't have saved me! I'm dying anyways and all I wanted was to make it quicker! Is that too much of me to even ask for??"

Her thread finally, snaps.

Hyun Su grapples her shoulders- his wing now back to its original form. "You're dying? What do you mean?"

The panic in his voice makes her scoff. Just before, he wouldn't even spare a glance.

"What's it to you?" (y/n) hisses and shakes his hands off. "I could've died any day before this but would you have known? No. You don't bother to know. You don't care. Even saving me today, it was just some sort of 'human conscience,' wasn't it? You couldn't live with yourself if you let me die, knowing that you could've saved me- so you did. But even then, you wouldn't have bat an eye if I ended up dying somewhere out of your territory."

All these words, they feel like blades through her throat as she speaks them. But if it's the last time she's ever gonna see him, she wants to at least, leave an impression. To haunt him— as much as he's haunted her.

"Well, you don't have worry no more. Because the next time I'll try something, you won't know it," (y/n) declares confidently and glares at him dead in the eye before turning away to leave.

Tears brim the moment her back faces him and she bites her quivering bottom lip from exposing her sobs- but she's soon rendered soundless at the feel of arms wrapping around her figure from behind.

"Please... don't do this again. Please," Hyun Su pleads shakily and only then does she notice the restrained sobs that spill past his lips. "If you do something in the stadium... somewhere I can't see you, I-I can't save you. So, please, (y/n), don't."

The other stays silent, much too busy trying to hold her own cries and she feels his arms tighten.

"I follow Eunyu around, hoping to see you but I never could. But then I saw you one day. I caught a glimpse of you at the stadium's secret exit- sending Eunyu off and then again, I saw you at the exact same place when she came back. It made me happy... seeing you smile whenever she returned, and as much as I wanted to approach Eunyu to ask about you- I couldn't. "I know who she's looking for... and it isn't me. So I— I got afraid that if I revealed myself, and end up shattering her hopes, she'll never come out again and... you won't have any reason to go to the exit- and I won't be able to see you anymore," Hyun Su confesses his true feelings as his embrace on (y/n) remains unwavering- on contrary, it seems to be more and more secure as the seconds pass, but not enough to suffocate her.

Not that she isn't already from the painful strain in her neck to control the tears.

"It's selfish! I-I know that it's selfish! But I couldn't think... I didn't know what else I could do," he continues with the tremor in his voice heightening. "I care. I really do, (y/n)- and it's all my fault that you felt like I didn't. It's all me. So please, please don't. Don't do this again, please."

(y/n) swallows the hurt as his desperation seeps through her heart- thawing the ice that was forming around it like a cocoon, melting her resolve to forget him and never turn back. "You could've approached me."

"...I was scared that you-" He stops suddenly and instead brings his head down to her shoulder, rubbing his eyes against the fabric of her shirt and if it was damp with his tears before, it's drenched with it now. "I'm not the same as I was."

"If you're talking about your wing, your monster side, or whatever else it is, I don't care," (y/n) confidently declares as she spins in his arms, now looking up at him and the sight of his pooled, glossy eyes breaks her heart and simultaneously tickles it. It's a horrible thought, but he's adorable when he gets emotional. "Okay, Cha Hyun Su?”

The flickering of his eyes on hers tells her that he's skeptical and she cups his cheek, surprising him, and only adding to it when she headbutts him.

He blinks fast, confused, and barely affected while the perpetrator is clutching her head from the pain. "Are you okay? Did something break?"

Hyun Su's hands roam around her face and head, worried that she's actually fractured something.

"No, I'm fine! I'm just trying to prove to you that I really don't care. Look, if I was afraid of you would I have attacked you?" (y/n) explains her point between hisses of pain.

Hyun Su shakes his head with large, warm hands still clasping her cheeks. "N-no."

"See? I don't mind. And if I really cared about you being 'changed,' would I still do this?" She curls her fingers around his collar and yanks him down- smashing their lips together and she can feel his little jump of surprise before he slowly succumbs.

His hands slide down to her waist and he presses her against him- sweeping her off her feet quite literally when he lifts her up just to dive in further into the kiss.

The rising intensity is evident from the way his hand travels up her back as he bends forward into the kiss, making her arch and the stretch feels like heaven to her spine. All that boredom slouch sure did some damage.

"(y/n)..." Hyun Su whispers into the kiss when they separate for breath but it doesn't take longer than 5 seconds before he seizes her lips again- overwhelming the other.

With hands against his chest, she gently pushes. "Hyun Su, I can't breathe."

And he quickly glides away. His wing just popped out and now he's about a few metres away. He has a look of panic and is apologetic as he repents on his passionate behaviour.

(y/n) instantly breaks out laughing at his reaction and the sight and sound of her joy remind Hyun Su of how much of an impact she has in his life. In fact, she just might be the reason for everything.

She's the only light for him in this cruel, dark world; the only breath of fresh air and just the thought of never being able to see her again was worse than being dead. She's everything to him- although, he hopes that he isn't hers. Because in the end, he's still a monster and she's a human, she deserves to be with someone better.

But for now, there's no harm in enjoying their time together, is there?

A squeak emits from (y/n) when she's suddenly levitating above the ground and is brought spinning in his hold. Giggles and soft laughter fill the air- fanning away any tension and weight of their shoulders.

"What's this suddenly, huh?" (y/n) titters and Hyun Su smiles up brightly at her.

"I’m just happy that you’re here. Finally, you’re here.”

‘With me.’ copyright © 2024 thinemoonshine all rights reserved

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[ugotnojamzzz]

Work in Progress Pt.3

Word Count: 1.2k

Pairing: exhusband!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Hurt, exhusband!Jungkook

Synopsis: Trying to navigate your relationship with your ex-husband is tough. It gets a little tougher when said ex-husband brings a date to your mutual friends’ wedding.

Disclaimer: English isn’t my native language, so I apologize in advance for mistakes and awkward wordings to come.

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The ceremony unfolded flawlessly, each word of the heartfelt vows exchanged between Namjoon and Minju resonating throughout the venue. Not a dry eye could be found among the guests, as the genuine love and emotion in the air enveloped them all. With their union sealed, the wedding party and guests joyfully made their way to the reception venue.

The reception venue was a sight to behold, a testament to Namjoon and Minju’s smart taste. Gilded chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm and romantic glow over the room. Tables were adorned with exquisite floral arrangements and silverware arranged with meticulous precision. The dance floor in the center beckoned to those eager to celebrate. The overall atmosphere exuded class and sophistication.

As the evening progressed, the planning continued to impress. Course after course of delicious food was served, each dish a culinary masterpiece. The servers moved gracefully between tables, ensuring that every guest's wine glass was filled. As the sumptuous dishes kept coming, Jin couldn't hide his excitement, taking pictures of every plate. He leaned over to Yoongi, whispering, "I've been looking forward to this all day!"

The hall buzzed with laughter and conversation as guests mingled under the soft glow of the evening. Yoongi, usually the epitome of stoicism, found himself sharing a string of hilarious anecdotes about Namjoon from the early days, leaving his entire table in stitches, laughter echoing through the room. As for Hoseok, the life of the party, he was busy orchestrating an impromptu show with Taehyung and Jimin, his infectious energy pulling everyone onto the dance floor.

 Y/N was seated elegantly at her table, her eyes twinkling with mirth as she watched the guests sway to the rhythmic tunes on the dance floor. Her radiant smile played at the corners of her lips as she soaked in the joyous atmosphere. The room itself seemed to shimmer with the soft glow of golden chandeliers, casting a warm and intimate ambiance that complemented the enchanting evening.

Her reverie was abruptly interrupted as Eunhyuk, the ever-so-vigilant wedding planner’s assistant, stormed towards her. He was a whirlwind of energy and efficiency in his mission. "Ah, wonderful, just the one I was looking for," he declared with a commanding presence. "Come on, up! Up! Up! It's time for some bridesmaid dancing photos."

Y/N shifted in her seat, "Oh, sure, my groomsman is- uh... " she began, her gaze sweeping across the room only to find Jimin missing, “somewhere in this building?"

Eunhyuk, undeterred, reassured her, "It's alright, we'll find you a dance partner in the blink of an eye." His keen eyes scanned the room before he called out, "Jungkook-ah! Come over here!"

Y/N's nerves crept in as her ex-husband, Jungkook, looked their way. She tried to dissuade the situation, her voice wavering slightly. "Oh, I really don't think that's necessary." But Eunhyuk brushed off her concerns.

"Nonsense," he insisted, calling out some more. "Jungkook-ah! Y/N here is in need of a dance partner. I'm sure you—"

"I insist," Y/N interjected, her voice barely above a whisper. She subtly grabbed the man's arm, attempting to convey the urgency of the situation, a forced smile on her face.

 "I'm sorry, Miss Y/N," he explained, his voice carrying a note of urgency as Jungkook reached her table, "but Mrs. Kim told me I would burn in the deepest pit of hell if the pictures were any less than perfect." He shrugged helplessly. "Now, I'm not an idiot. I know Mrs. Kim doesn't actually control who does and doesn't burn in hell, but…" Y/N followed his gaze, their eyes settling on Namjoon’s mother, the imposing figure overseeing the reception with a tight expression on her face.

"There is something about those eyes, isn't there?" Y/N mused, her voice tinged with wry humor.

Sighing in resignation, Jungkook held out his hand to his ex-wife. "Come on," he said with a hint of amusement, their eyes finally meeting, "we wouldn't want to be responsible for the poor man's eternal damnation, would we?"

A surprised smirk tugged at Y/N's lips as she accepted his hand. Rising to her feet, she looked back at Eunhyuk, who was bowing, silently mouthing a 'thank you.'

With Jungkook's hand settled firmly on the small of her back, they gracefully made their way to the dance floor, ready to create a moment that would be etched into the wedding's memories.

The dance floor beckoned, bathed in the soft glow of twinkling fairy lights, as Jungkook and Y/N moved to the rhythm of the music, transcending the complexities of their past with each graceful step. As Jungkook and Y/N swayed to the soft, melodic rhythm, the world around them seemed to fade into the background. Dancing with each other felt oddly familiar, like slipping into a well-worn pair of shoes. Yet, their eyes didn't meet, and not a word was exchanged between them. The atmosphere was charged with unspoken memories, their shared history hanging heavy in the air.

Jungkook finally broke the heavy silence, his voice barely above a whisper, "You look great." Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice.

"Thanks," she said glancing down, a soft shade of red coloring her cheeks. His smirk didn't go unnoticed, as it was clear that, even after everything, he still had the power to affect her. “You don’t look so bad yourself,” she managed to respond, before allowing silence to envelop them once more. Before she could stop herself, more words tumbled out, "Your date looks cute too."

The uneasiness in Jungkook's body was palpable as he visibly tensed. He let out a sigh, his voice laced with uncertainty, "I know, I'm sorry. I just... I didn't know whether you'd—"

"Hey," Y/N interrupted gently, her shy smile returning, "No need to apologize. I was just teasing.” They continued to dance in silence, but Y/N couldn't bear it for long. Understanding the discomfort she had caused, she tried to ease the tension. "She does though... look cute, I mean," she ventured, her voice carrying a subtle hint of mischief. Her words hung in the air, met with a resounding silence that made the pair uncomfortable, she carried on “How long have-”

 “Can we not- do this?” he cut her off, his tone uncharacteristically harsh. He cleared his throat and glanced away. His unease was evident. "I just- I’d rather not talk about these things with you," he finally admitted, his voice carrying a note of vulnerability.

Understanding his discomfort, Y/N nodded in agreement. Before she could utter another word, the song came to an end. Jungkook, with an air of finality, let go of her waist and hand. She opened her mouth to say something more, a fleeting thought on her lips, but Jungkook beat her to it. "The song's over," he declared abruptly, his voice firm, before stepping away from her. Y/N was left standing in the middle of the dance floor, momentarily dumbfounded, as the music faded into the background, carrying with it the unspoken emotions that still lingered between them.

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Hope you liked it! Don't hesitate to interact, the following parts will be published soon since the chapters are short. xxx

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[chicken-fifi]

Weekend Getaway | Eunhyuk (SuJu) Imagine

Pairing: Lee Hyukjae x Reader

Requested by @bokkibunny: Hi Fifi, I’d love to request a fluffy SuJu Eunhyuk imagine, please! He booked a Hanok AirB&B for a weekend to film one of his winter vlogs, and since he’s always busy, he thought he could kill two birds with one stone and have a romantic weekend with his non celebrity girlfriend too. I was inspired by this video of his https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ie0KTPraakM (or this too https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0thDUFNQ6Ng ) and I thought the one you’ll write about could have a fireplace so they could share romantic moments cozied up under a blanket or something. Super fluffy (you can also make it a little suggestive/smutty, if you want). Thank you!!

Genre: fluff, suggestive

Word Count: 748 words

A/n: currently having some pretty cold weather at the time of writing this and the only thing keeping me going is the throw blankets for a 24hr readathon with my friends tomorrow (at time of writing) with promised tea and coffee, along with the description of the fireplace and cuddles

Tunes: taylor swift playlist i found ( back in my swifty era )

“I’m not going in front of the camera,” you said as you got into the car, seeing the camera bags in the back seat as you walked to the front passenger seat. “And I’m serious this time Hyukjae, I’m not going on camera during this trip, regardless of the bribes you make.”

Hyukjae opened the door for you with a sly smile, “Oops.”

You looked at him in confusion before spotting the blinking red light of the camera filming where you would be seated for the duration of your drive to the AirBnB your boyfriend had rented for your weekend getaway ( and his holiday vlog ). “Hyukjae!”

“I’ll have it cut out!” he promised as he closed the door, rushing to the drivers side to avoid getting more snow on him. “It’ll be fun, I promise!”

~~~

The drive to the Hanok went by quickly as the two of you chatted away the entire drive, filling each other in on the work happenings during the week. Parking the car, Hyukjae was quick to unlock the doors of the rental before returning to the car and opening your door, moving to begin unloading your bags. You went inside taking the luggage he was leaving in the doorway and placing it further into the home. The interior of the traditional structure was quite modern. You noted the small fireplace in the sitting room opposite the glass doors decorated with elaborate woodwork. You would make sure to use that at some point during your stay. The kitchen also had a more contemporary-modern setup and was rather spacious, a butcher block island that doubled as a bar area, granting you the perfect opportunity to watch Hyukjae cook for both you and his viewers.

“There’s a fireplace?” Hyukjae asked as he finally entered with the camera bag. “We’re starting that up tonight and sitting next to it.”

You chuckled, “We really do share the same brian cell.”

~~~

Warm emanated from the now lit fireplace, heating up the few rooms closest to the sitting room - the kitchen being one of them. With a blanket draped over your shoulders you sat on a stool at the bar beside a camera - keeping an eye on the focus settings upon your boyfriend’s request, whilst he talked through his cooking process.

You interjected quite a bit questioning some of his actions, planting seeds of doubt when there was none all for the sake of seeing the ‘deer-in-headlights’ look he pulled off so well. You never said you weren’t willing to tease him off camera while it was still rolling.

“You’re doing good though,” you comforted after a few jabs. “Whatever you have on the stove is very aromatic.”

Hyukjae smiled at your words, sending a quick kiss yourway, your cheeks warming despite not being visible in any of the camera angles. You really hoped dinner would be ready soon or at least before you died of second hand embarrassment as he attempted to cut something with the knife cover still on the knife.

~~~

With dinner resting happily in your stomach, you sat on the floor in between Hyukjae’s legs right in front of the fireplace, watching the flames dance as they licked at the logs of the wood fueling their heat and light. The blanket you had been using was now wrapped around him as he wrapped it over you. Your fingers toyed with the edges of his sweater as you leaned back into his chest, head resting on his shoulder. Turning your head, you pressed a kiss onto his sharp jawline.

“Next time we have a getaway, leave the cameras behind will you” you joked, looking up at him.

Hyukjae looked down at you, leaning down and pecking your lips. “I will.”

You let out a deep breath, letting your body rest against his warm one fully. Figuring it was safe to close your eyes for a few seconds, you did so, only for them to spring open as Hyukjae hands wandered down to your clothed crotch, pressing against the mound through the fabric of your jeans.

“Really? Here?” you asked, hand going to his wrist.

“It’s warm enough isn’t it?”

It’ll get warmer too, was left as an unspoken point.

One look into his lust filled eyes and you were in, quickly turning around and connecting your lips with his, both of your hands beginning to wander, removing article after article of clothing. There simply wasn’t a better way to end the first night of your weekend getaway.

#kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #super junior #super junior masterlist #super junior imagines #super junior scenarios #super junior eunhyuk #super junior lee hyukjae #eunhyuk #lee hyukjae #eunhyuk imagines #eunhyuk scenarios #lee hyukjae imagine #lee hyukjae scenarios

[luvsae]

Hey

Me again still asking for Cha Hyun-su like lets be real WE NEED MORE LOVE FOR HIS TALL ASS UGHH

Anyways so like he’s infected obviously and were like trynna sneak in to see him - were not dating but we have a crush on him (hell we don’t need angst) - so yeah uhm im horrible at describing of what im asking for

ALSO DO YOU KNOW WEAK HERO CLASS 1 (the tv show) CAUSE IF YOU PLEASE WRITE FOR YEON SI-EUN AND WERE ALREADY DATING HIM AND SHIT AND IF YOU DONT KNOW THE TV SHOW YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT I don’t know where to but use LookMovies (a website to watch any shows or movies)

omg this has been in my inbox for so long and i apologize </3

i haven't watched that show but i will watch in the future!! anyway. you know i love to write for hyunsu <3 LETS GOO WOOO this ended with a cliffhanger, so lmk if you want a pt 2 dgkjdsgjdng

infected or not | cha hyunsu

Hyunsu.

He was your best friend for a while. You two had moved to a new apartment and had separate rooms, but always joined together to play videogames and what not.

You and Hyunsu were the perfect pair of friends, but what he didn't know was that you had a crush on him. A huge one, to be exact.

Masking your feelings for him was easy, yet hard.

Sometimes you just wanted to shout your feelings out loud, but then you were shy and decided to keep everything in because of the risk of rejection from your bestfriend.

Also, you didn't want to have a change in your friendship. You didn't want anything to happen just because your feelings got in the way, no way.

You loved seeing Hyunsu, but you couldn't anymore because of the infection going around, and he had caught it. It would cause his nose to bleed and his eyes would turn black.

People feared him as if he was some sort of monster, but you didn't fear him. Not one bit. You knew that Hyunsu was still the same person, just infected.

Eunhyuk had decided to keep him locked in an extra room that was on the main floor. This was decided after there was a vote on whether or not to kick Hyunsu out.

Of course, you were against this, and was very vocal about your feelings. The older man complained, but then he turned out to be infected as well. Karma.

You began to feel lonely as your best friend and crush was no longer by your side at all times. You missed the way he would look at you, or the way he would hug you when you first saw each other in the morning.

You never realized how much you could miss someone until they were no longer with you.

Tonight was a rather lonely night.

You were tired of not seeing Hyunsu, so you decided to have a plan laid out.

Tonight you were going to visit him. After hours was the safest option as Eunhyuk would probably be too busy doing something else, or at least you hoped that was the case.

You threw on different clothes - something a little bit nicer, also looking in the mirror to fix your hair.

Mixed feelings entered your mind at a sudden speed. Specifically about Hyunsu.

Should I tell him about how I feel? You thought to yourself, shaking your head to focus on your appearance instead of the many questions in your mind.

Grabbing your phone and headphones just in case, you also took a packet of ramen for Hyunsu. He had a lot of it, but it was his favorite flavor - Chicken.

You closed the door carefully and made your way down to the main level. People were most likely asleep as it was late, but you were just excited to see Hyunsu.

As you made it to the main level, you quickly peaked around to see if anyone was there. Turning around, you bumped into someone. That someone was Sangwook.

"Going somewhere?" He asked, his voice a tad bit quiet.

"Uh," you paused for a moment. "Yes..?"

"Going to see your boyfriend?" He teased.

"Wh- Hyunsu isn't my boyfriend, and can you keep your voice down! I don't need Eunhyuk on my ass about this. He doesn't let me visit in the daytime, so..." You replied back.

Sangwook let out a quiet chuckle. "I wasn't gonna stop you. Have fun and don't get caught. If I get asked anything, I never saw you."

"Thanks." You nodded and continued walking down the hall.

You eventually made it down to the room where Hyunsu remained.

With a quick peak inside, you opened the door, quickly closing the door behind you and noticing Hyunsu who was half asleep against the wall.

His lip was puffed out a bit and his cheeks looked so soft. You smiled at the scene but quietly went over and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hyunsu."

Jumping slightly, Hyunsu's eyes shot open and looked directly into yours. His mouth was hung open a bit before he got a few words out.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I came to visit you," you answered. "I'm sorry if I disturbed you."

"No, no," he smiled. "You didn't. I'm happy to see you. I've missed being with you all the time."

There was that familiar feeling in your stomach - the butterflies that hatched from the cocoon. The feeling you couldn't wish away even if you wanted to.

"I've missed being with you all the time too," you confessed. "I brought something for you. It might be small but I thought you would like it."

Handing over the pack of ramen, Hyunsu's eyes lit up. "I've been craving this, oh my god. Thank you so much. I promise to repay you when we get out of here- well, if we do."

"Hey," you placed your hand on Hyunsu's shoulder. "We're both gonna get out of here. I promise you that. I'll do whatever it takes, okay?"

"Thank you," he said, "You're an amazing friend."

Ouch.

He didn't know your feelings, but you couldn't help but feel a tad pinch of bitterness at the mention of being a friend - because that's what you were. Just a friend.

You knew you had to confess today because although you did promise about both of you getting out, you didn't know if you would get infected yourself and how your body would react to it.

"What have you been doing to keep yourself occupied?" You asked, knowing you were going to confess soon.

"Staring at the wall," Hyunsu laughed - it was the sound of music to your ears. "I just, I don't know. I try to sleep or eat. I basically do whatever I can to be busy. I think about you sometimes, or all the time actually."

"I think about you all the time, too," You told him, your cheeks slightly burning with red. "I, uh."

You paused, clearing your throat. The nervousness started to rise to your throat.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his face full of concern.

"I'm okay," You reassured him. "I just need to tell you something, but I'm not sure how to.. say it, you know?"

"You can say it whenever you want," he patted your knee. "I'll be ready to hear it."

You closed your eyes momentarily, letting out a breath. "We've been friends for a while. I really love sharing a house with you, but being apart for so long made me realize something,"

You averted eye contact. "I miss you so much. I never knew I could miss someone as much as I miss you, Hyunsu."

"I miss you all the time, too, Y/N."

"My point is," you inhaled shakily. "I've learned that.. I have feelings for you. The feelings you have for someone you like. I'm sorry to have this all.. fall out on you, but I wanted to say that because I miss you every single day."

When you finally looked at Hyunsu, his face was mixed with confusion and other emotions, but you couldn't tell.

As he was about to say something, a familiar figure stood in the opened doorway, looking directly at you.

"Y/N, no one's allowed down here. I've told you that before." Eunhyuk had his hands on his hips as he looked down at you.

You quickly stood up. "I'm so sorry, uh, Hyunsu.. I'll see you later."

Hyunsu watched as you ran out of the room, his feelings left unanswered.

He wanted to say something.

#fanfic #fluff stuff #fluff scenario #sweet home #cha hyun su

[elf-bot]

dinner for two? - leeteuk, eunhyuk

genre: smut

word count: 3.03k. pretty long.

request: Hii! Can I please request a threesome with female reader, Leeteuk and Eunhyuk (and also prompt number 4* mentioned somewhere maybe)?👀👀 thanks! There should be more fics with the two of them😭

warnings: threesome, eunhyuk having sexual desires for his friend’s girlfriend, some solo, fingering, exhibitionism, voyeurism, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, slight orgasm denial, creampie*.

[i think this is the longest fic i've ever did. hope it turned out good, enjoy as much as i did 😵‍💫]

Hyukjae followed his leader’s steps as they got into the elevator. Surprisingly, Jeongsu asked him to come for dinner that night after their schedule had been done.

“Like a small celebration, we’re free now for some days I guess. That’s something we need to take. A break,” he said.

Hyukjae was surprised to hear his words. He was a workaholic. Will never take a rest, and when he asked him why he understood.

“Y/n suggested that I take some days for now,” Jeongsu shrugged it off.

Of course. It was because of you. You asked him to rest a little. Leeteuk will always listen to you. And he never stopped talking about you and how amazing you were. If there was a single thing in the room, no matter how small it was, Leeteuk would say out loud how it remainded him of you. You were on his mind 24 hours of the day, 7 days of the week.

It wasn’t for nothing. When Hyukjae finally met you, he knew why. You were attentive, caring, patient, beautiful... Everything Leeteuk would’ve wished for and finally got. For a year now, Leeteuk was head over heels for you. So Hyukjae was. Inside.

He just found you incredibly attractive. Recently, you came up to visit on set when filming their music video. His eyes never left your figure and he watched carefully most of your moves and gestures, but you got eyes only for Jeongsu. Every time you were around it was a difficult task not to hover his gaze all over you.

Hyukjae knew it was wrong, however nobody knew. All the members became close to you and they liked you. So it was the perfect excuse. Nobody would notice. Right?

Leeteuk motioned him to enter the place. They changed their shoes to a pair of slippers and walked inside.

“Y/n, we’re here!” the leader announced. He found you on the kitchen island already preparing some vegetables. He pecked your lips, his arms around your waist with Eunhyuk witnessing both of you.

“Hi!” you beamed to the younger man, who smiled and walked away to sit down on the couch. “You brought him up?” you asked your boyfriend in a low voice. He didn’t say anything of someone else coming.

“Yes, we just finished our last schedule,” Leeteuk said. “Is it bad?”

“No, only I didn’t expect it. You should’ve told me before.”

“Sorry, just a long time since we’ve seen each other.”

“Jeongsu, you just filmed together,” you let out a chuckle. “Well, I think some company is good.”

“It guess,” he smiled. “Eunhyuk, would you like to help us?”

“Coming!”

You asked him to help you with the vegetables and the sauce, while Leeteuk prepared the noodles himself. He wasn’t the best at cooking, so you gave him the easier things to do. Hyukjae was nervous, flustered, knowing some improper thoughts of you were on his mind a couple of days ago and now he was near your figure again after some time.

“Are you okay? You’re getting red,” you laughed.

“Yes, it’s only the heat of the kitchen.”

“Got it, you already finished with those. Can you help me getting some stuff from the upper cabinets?”

You guided him down the cabinet and gestured the spices you wanted. He stopped behind you, enough for his crotch to brush your ass a little when he grabbed the jars. It wasn’t really on purpose, but it happened and you noticed it. It was impossible not to feel that.

You continued the cooking as if nothing happened between jokes and small talks until dinner was ready and served. Hyukjae tried not to focus on you during dinner, but it was hard. The way you licked your lips, your laugh, your hands, everything got his mind occupied. Whenever Leeteuk talked to him he had to put up a straight face.

Later, your boyfriend offered him the guest’s room if he’d like to stay since it was late at night and some rain started to pour. Hyukjae accepted and excused himself to sleep earlier than you, Jeongsu gave him some clothes to sleep on. So it left you and Jeongsu on the couch just watching some random TV shows. When you felt like you were on your own now, you moved to straddle his lap and kissed him deeply, your hands on his cheeks.

“What are you doing?” he laughed, surprised by your sudden move.

“I missed you,” you whispered placing your hands on his shoulder and to his chest. Your fingers playing with the buttons of his shirt. “A lot.”

“And?” he placed his hands under your shirt touching your hips.

“I just wanted to be alone with you, that’s all.”

“We’re alone now,” Jeongsu’s hand teased on your covered breast.

“I don’t think so... But I guess this is how is going to be,” you grinded your hips on him. He was getting hard on his pants, you smiled.

His hand moved down your summer skirt, touching you over the fabric of your panties while the other slided inside your bra gripping on your breast and your hardened nipple. You moaned.

“Keep quiet,” he ordered.

You liked this side of him. You thought he would decline. Seemed he was being more adventurous, consideering that you were not really alone at home and in any time you could get caught in the dim light of the living room.

You had to bit your lip as he slowly made his way to your cunt and slipped a finger inside of you. Thankfully the noise of the TV and the rain helped enough to cover your activities that night. His finger started to move slow, but soon his pace increased. You bucked your hips, breathy moans past your lips. Another finger was added, your eyes shut as you looked for your release.

“Fuck, you're so hot,” he mumbled, feeling your tight walls squeezing around his digits.

He fucked you with his fingers faster waiting for you to reach your high. Your hips moved desperately to meet his knuckles deep inside you. Some small moans left your mouth that you hoped would not be heard. You grabbed his arm harshly as you finally felt the sweet release hitting you.

Hyukjae lay down on the bed, eyes staring at the ceiling above him. He had a tough time trying not to think about you. The way you bent over the kitchen island when you were cooking sent him over the edge earlier. He knew you did it with no intention, there was your boyfriend with you after all, so it was normal. He was able to check over your ass and the way the pale skirt showed your panties through the fabric.

How he wished to be the one bending you over and ripping your clothes off so he could fuck you hard. To grip your hair, roam his hands all over your tits and your hips until they would leave marks for days on your skin. And hear those beautiful, sweet moans you’d make when he’s pounding into you...

“Damn it,” he mumbled to himself.

His hand automatically palmed his growing erection on his pants. Hyukjae knew he was wrong for thinking about you, his leader’s girlfriend, in that way. But he couldn’t help it. He had been deprived of sex for some time now and he needed a quick fix. Jerking off was the easiest way right now.

He managed to pull out his hard dick from the confines of the sweatpants he had on. His hand moved pumping himself at a slow pace, he let his head fall back on the pillows with closed eyes.

Flashy images appeared on his mind, dreaming of you taking care of his problem down there. His hand worked harder on his cock. Hyukjae let out a soft whine thinking how your hands and lips would feel around him, sucking him off until he came on your mouth and all over your face and you swallowing his cum...

Suddenly he stopped.

“Shit.”

He wouldn’t do this in there, right? On the guest’s room of his friend and getting off over a person that wasn’t his? Fuck, he might make a mess and Leeteuk didn't have to find out later. He did his pants again and walked to the door. It was past midnight so he hoped both of you were sleeping already. He had to get to the guests’ bathroom to unwind there and not cause any trouble. His moral left behind.

Without making any noise he left the door half closed, so he made his way through the corridor. There was a soft light coming from the living room so he was careful, but what he found forced him to stop right there before being noticed. He clinged to the wall immediately.

He didn’t expect to witness what his eyes were seeing. You were on your knees between Jeongsu’s legs clearly sucking him off. He could see his hand grabbing an amount of your hair and his head falling back on the couch. The arm of the couch blocked the whole view of his dick disappearing on your mouth, but he was pretty sure of what you were doing. Only the brightness of the TV and a lamp in the room was enough for him to see what was going on.

Jeongsu made you stop and motioned for you to come and straddled his lap again. You obeyed and stood up taking off your panties and tossing them to the carpeted floor to sit on his lap, legs on either side of his hips. You grinded your hips a little and he pushed your skirt up. Hyukjae was sure Jeoungsu buried in when your back arched and soon you began to ride him.

Hyukjae licked his lips. Not sure why he stayed there to watch you bouncing on your boyfriend, who happened to be his hyung and one of his closest friends. You made a rather loud moan, enough to be heard over the sound of the TV. Hipnotized, he bit his lip, feeling his hard dick confined in his pants. What was he supposed to do? Run away? Jerk off right there? The bathroom was near the main door. If he was to walk a couple of feet ahead, he would be seen.

However, it was too late for him to leave. You already felt a couple of eyes on yourself when you turned your gaze to the corridor. A silhouette was standing there in the dark and you knew who he was.

“Eunhyuk?” your mouth fell open stopping yourself on your boyfriend’s lap.  

“Uh?”

Jeongsu glanced on the same direction as you did. Hyukjae had been caught. He thought of going back to his room and stepped back, but you called him out again.

“Come here.”

“What are you doing?” Jeongsu protested, his grip got harder on your hips.

Hyukjae gulped and did as you ordered. He stopped a few steps away from the couch, scared of what would happen.

“Were you spying us?” Jeongsu confronted his group member.

“No, I I’m sorry-”

“How long you’ve been there?” you interrupted.

He stayed silent for a moment.

“Just when you started to... you know...” he did sound regretful. Hyukjae avoided your or Jeongu’s eyes. His glance was glued to the floor.

This was the first time both you and Jeongsu had been caught. It was better for you to just stay still. It was such an intimate moment that had been ruined for your boyfriend. But you have noticed his behavior and felt his eyes on you every time you were together. There was something intriguing about Hyukjae and the way he threated you differently, you thought he actually liked you and the way he acted at dinner wasn’t unnoticed. He even had a hard cock on his pants asking for help.

“Have you been thinking about me, Hyuk?”

Jeongsu’s eyes fell on you, his mouth wide open.

“What?”

“I said have you been thinking about me? Because I’ve felt your eyes before.”

He remained silent once again with his gaze now up. His cheeks getting red and hot, to his luck you couldn’t see due to the darkness covering most of the living room.

“Hyuk, answer. Have you been thinking about my girlfriend?”

“No.”

A soft chuckle left Jeongsu’s mouth.

“Your pants say otherwise.”

“You can join us if you want, right?” you stepped in.

“Y/n, I know we talked about this-”

“I think is the right time.”

“For what?” Hyukjae asked.

You smiled.

“For me to help you. Also, we’ve been talking a lot right now and I’m still horny. Come here,” you whined moving your hips. A soft moan left Jeongsu’s lips, who totally forgot he was still inside you this whole time.

“Just this time,” your boyfriend warned. You smirked.

This was something you talked about before, but Jeongsu never brought it up to anyone. He knew you wanted to try someone else joining, but he wasn’t sure about it before. He trusted Hyukjae and he was hard and horny as fuck, so thinking would be interesting he let it be. On the inside, you also thought his friend was hot, so why not?

You motioned Hyukjae to come closer and reached his sweatpants pulling them down along with his underwear. Jeongsu thrusted his hips into you, making you moan while taking Hyukjae’s hard dick in your hand. You jerked him off meeting your hips with Jeongsu’s and you pulled Hyukjae for a kiss.

He swallowed your moans into his mouth realizing that this was really happening and it wasn’t one of his dreams. His hand grabbed your tit through your dress squeezing it softly. Jeongsu rutted deeply and freneticly as you kissed his friend. Hyukjae nipped your bottom lip making you gasp and break the kiss. His hand squeezed your breast harder and made its way inside your shirt and removing your bra to release your breasts.

You moaned and Jeongsu stopped suddenly and pulled out of you. He motioned you to get up. Quickly you reached Hyukjae’s shirt taking it off along with his pants. He did the same with you quite desperate while Jeongsu, now bare, came from behind nipping on your shoulder, his hands trailing over your stomach until he reached your aching cunt.

“Tell me what do you want,” you whispered to Hyukjae.

“I want you, I want to fuck you,” his voice full of lust.

You guided his hand to your core, your boyfriend’s fingers sliding inside and stretching you again. Hyukjae found your clit and you felt pure bliss at both men stimulating on your most sensitive places. His shyness slowly fading away. You felt close for the second time that night, your walls clenching, but that feeling on your belly didn’t find its release when Jeongsu pulled out his fingers. Quickly he guided you to the couch again to get on your hands and knees for them.

“You can have her now, I want her mouth today,” Jeongsu said. He positioned himself sitting in front of you so you were able to take his cock in your mouth using your hand to cover. You moaned and tasted yourself on his lenght jerking him with your hand and using your tongue, his fingers tangled on your hair.

Hyukjae held your hips with his hands harshly making you whine and adjusted himself on your pussy. You heard him hiss as he entered slowly. His hips started going gently but soon he found his pace fucking you hard and taking your hips with his hands harshly, so hard his grip will leave marks for days.

You pulled out Jeongsu’s dick from your mouth to moan and cry out loud, your hand pumping him fast as Hyukjae fucked you from behind. Jeongsu made you take his cock again on your lips and your moans sent vibrations to his lenght. Both men groaned and moaned softly. Hyukjae still in awe of having you on your knees for him to pound into your tight cunt.

“Does it feel good?” Jeongsu asked sweetly with his fingers on your hair, as if you weren’t bobbing on his dick up and down.

You hummed and nodded around him as you could with your mouth stuffed as Hyukjae’s fingers rubbed your clit. That sweet release feeling ran all over your body as your walls fluttered and finally came. String of curses and groans left the lips of the younger man.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hissed.

You pumped your boyfriend faster, looking for his release. His breath itching letting you know he was already so close. His dick twitched on your mouth and he released with a loud groan and swallowed his salty cum.

Hyukjae pulled you up to him roughly making Jeongsu moan at the loss of your lips wrapped around him. Your back pressed against his chest as he picked his pace, rutting into you hardly. His hand wrapping around your neck to keep you close, his hot breath against your skin.

“Oh God-ah!” you cried.

Breathy moans filled the place, you closed your eyes at the sensitive sensation he was causing on your core, your boyfriend coming down from his high watching you getting fucked by his friend right in front of his eyes.

Hyukjae looked for his own release, letting out soft groans on your ear until he emptied himself on your sensitive pussy. His hips still moving making sure you receive every drop of his seed. You felt Jeongsu coming closer, he cupped your tit with his hand rubbing your nipple and kissed your lips.

“You were great,” Jeongsu smirked. “How was she, Hyuk?”

A moan escaped your throat as he slowly pulled out from you, you felt some of his hot cum dripping on your thighs and you shiver.

“Better than I imagined,” he panted, still not getting over that he actually got to fuck you, his friend’s girlfriend whom he had fantasies for so long.

“Let’s do this more often,” you said.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take you at the same time later,” Jeongsu promised.

“Fuck, I can’t wait.”

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[blu-joons]

Kisses With Super Junior ~ Super Junior Headcanon

Leeteuk:

Jeongsu is the type of person who will always want more from a kiss, he can never quite be satisfied

Even if you’re running late, he’ll try and pull you back for one more kiss so he can savour more of the taste of your lips

He loves how you’ll often linger to wind Jeongsu up, but secretly he knows that he can get you back for it

His favourite place to kiss you is against the tip of your nose as it allows for Jeongsu to play with your hair

Quite often during the day you’ll receive videos of him blowing a kiss to you to let you know he’s thinking about you

Neither of you are over the top with kisses but you don’t mind sharing a kiss in front of other people

A kiss is usually the last thing that you share before you go to sleep with Jeongsu leaning across to you

Most of the time though you find your kisses are usually interrupted by someone barking for your attention instead

Heechul:

Heechul is the type of person who will use kisses to take you by surprise and keep you on your toes

He’s constantly coming up behind you when you least expect him to be there, making you giggle

He loves that kisses allow him to be playful with you, and best of all you never get irritated when he does so too

His favourite place to kiss you is against your forehead as it’s the perfect spot for Heechul to get to

He absolutely refuses to kiss you in the mornings until he’s brushed his teeth as he doesn’t want you smelling his breath

Whenever Heechul does kiss you in public it’s a very small gesture in the hope that nobody notices him

At night Heechul will usually give you a kiss to let you know how appreciative he is for the things you do

One thing he tries his best to do is find you and give you a kiss before he leaves the house for work

Yesung:

Jonghoon is the type of person who will use kisses as a tool to do a lot of the talking him for you in your relationship

When he stumbles or stutters you tend to lean forwards and kiss him so you can understand him better

He loves how kisses are often a saving grace for Jonghoon and get him out of numerous sticky situations

His favourite place to kiss you is against your lips, especially if he catches your philtrum during a kiss too

Your kisses are often exchanged on walks together, the atmosphere and environment usually encourage it

However if you’re walking through a particularly busy spot then the two of you will refrain from too much affection

Your favourite kisses are evening kisses when you’re both feeling a little lazy around one another

Despite your concerns, Jonghoon will always want a kiss if he’s got makeup on too, he doesn’t care about the mess

Shindong:

Donghee is the type of person who will try and make kissing as fun of an experience as he can for you

He’ll try and push the boundaries whenever they’re there to be pushed or annoy you if he’s in the mood to

He loves how he’s always able to find out something new, big or small, about you whenever he kisses you

His favourite place to kiss you is against your shoulder as Donghee loves to rest his head against your shoulder

If you’re sat in his lap whilst he’s editing for example then he’ll often trail a few kisses along his favourite spot

You don’t make a huge deal about public kisses, but you’ll never deny Donghee if he wants one from you

One of your favourite things to do is pretend to be asleep so that Donghee kisses you goodnight, only to wake up again

He loves to kiss you when you take photographs especially so that you have keepsakes of those moments

Eunhyuk:

Hyukjae is the type of person who searches for the emotion in kisses, often relying on them for reassurance

Whenever he’s anxious about anything he’ll come to you for a kiss to know that he’s not by himself

He loves how you always seem to know exactly when Hyukjae wants a kiss too, you never miss a beat

His favourite place to kiss you is against your dimple as Hyukjae loves to catch them with his eyes

His lockscreen will be a photo of the two of you kissing as it’s the thing that Hyukjae enjoys the most

One thing he’s not afraid of is public kisses, he doesn’t care who knows that he’s in love with you

Most of the time he’ll fall asleep with his lips resting against you and sleepily peck against your body

You both have a reputation with the boys for getting easily distracted by kisses and not listening to them

Siwon:

Siwon is the type of person who will make sure that every kiss is filled with as much romance as possible

Not once will Siwon ever kiss you just because, his kisses will always strive to make you feel loved by him

He loves how something so simple can be so emotive between the two of you and bring you even closer

His favourite place to kiss you is against the top of your head as he usually rests there for a while after

When he’s driving he’ll hold onto your hand and frequently bring it to his lips during moments of silence

Above all else with kisses Siwon is respectful, both of you and those around you who are watching too

Every step of your night time routine is followed by a kiss, even the small jobs like putting your pyjamas on

Whenever you’re down, he’ll kiss against your tears as it gives him an excuse to kiss you much more often

Donghae:

Donghae is the type of person who will try and steal as many kisses from you as he possibly can

If you’re close enough to him then he’ll be more than happy to grab your waist and close the gap between you

He loves when he’s able to trail kisses against you, light and gentle kisses are definitely Donghae’s favourite

His favourite place to kiss you is against your jaw, moving slowly along it and trying to kiss every spot

He shows his gratitude a lot with kisses, especially if you’ve done something like cooked for him after the gym

Although Donghae will kiss you in public, if someone remarks on it then he’ll become incredibly flustered

No matter how stubborn you are, Donghae is more stubborn and will refuse to sleep without a kiss

if he’s on a live, Donghae will often pull you in and kiss you as he loves to show you off to his fans

Ryeowook:

Ryeowook is the type of person who will often get flustered when kisses get particularly affectionate

He’ll go in full of confidence but as soon as he feels your lips on his Ryeowook will begin to crumble

He loves how you’re always happy to kissed by him, regardless of the situation that you’re both in

His favourite place to kiss you is against your lips, Ryeowook loves the intimacy of that spot the most

There’s a lot of love in Ryeowook’s kisses, especially if he can’t see a smile then he will be right beside you

He likes to keep your kisses private and keep them as something that only you guys see, and enjoy too

If he comes home late at night then Ryeowook will always kiss you first as an apology for how late he is

The one thing Ryeowook always reminds himself to do is enjoy the feeling of every one of your kisses

Kyuhyun:

Kyuhyun is the type of person who will always try and make you smile when he kisses you most importantly

If he pulls back and doesn’t see your smile then Kyuhyun will lean back in for more until he sees your smile

He loves the fact that every time he kisses you his stomach knots from how excited and giddy he gets

His favourite place to kiss you is against your cheek so that Kyuhyun can see that smile as soon as he moves away

Your kisses are something that give Kyuhyun a lot of inspiration whenever he’s working on his music

If the occasion calls for it whilst you’re out in public then Kyuhyun won’t shy away from kissing you

There’s a smug smile on his face most evenings as he falls asleep with the feeling of your kiss lingering

He loves to bribe you with kisses, Kyuhyun knows you can’t resist and end up giving him his own way

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[boasource]

240318 BoA was mentioned in an article from the Grammy's:

Contemporary K-pop cannot be considered without BoA's cultural influence. Entering the industry at only 13 years old, the artist born Kwon Bo-ah debuted in September 2000 under the wing of SM Entertainment with the album ID; Peace B. She forged ahead in Japan's music market, breaking barriers — especially if we consider the fragile diplomatic relationship between both countries — and making history as the first Korean artist to reign at No.1 in the Oricon Charts. She also became one of the first Korean artists to venture into the American market, releasing her debut English single, "Eat You Up," in 2008 and starring in the film Make Your Move. By the time of her seventh Korean album, Only One, BoA was wielding creative control over her oeuvre and was creating her own compositions. Her performance was also unique. The choreography of "Only One" is a staple piece in her repertoire, as it includes a section where she dances with a partner, and some of the magnetic performers in K-pop — SHINee's Taemin, Eunhyuk from Super Junior, Hwang Minhyun, TVXQ's Yunho, Ten from NCT and WayV, to name a few — have shared the stage with her. It's a combative spirit, an overflowing versatility, superb dancing skills and a honeyed voice that makes BoA a complete artist. In perfect alignment with Women's History Month, BoA will deliver her next project March 26.

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[blaklost]

( 🔮 ) ꒪ᤱᰱ ✷BlackLotus PopularityScale

Blacklotus' fan ranked popularity from least to most !

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) H;ex !

H;ex has never been very well liked in the fandom. He’s into some pretty odd stuff, his personality isn't the nicest, and he has had so many seriously scandalous controversies that his reputation has never recovered from.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Wooseok !

The only reason Wooseok isn't in last is because of his overwhelming amount of solo stans. He’s also disliked by the majority of the fandom. And for good reasons. It’s no secret to fans and netizens that Wooseok has the tendency, when provoked to attack. And these days fans are still investigating former injuries on the other members and attempting to link them back to Wooseok.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Seungwoo !

Imagine being 17 places in your own group, that you lead and drive to success. Seungwoo wasn't very happy with this placement, especially since he’s one of the only members who give their 101% effort in everything in his career now. There isn't a specific reason why Seungwoo is placed here. He just isn't very popular in the fandom.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Minseok !

Minseok in his personal opinion, deserves to be higher. But due to the amount of scandals, accusations and ‘proof’ of him faking his personality and just generally not being a very good person, it's hard for his fans to give him anything higher then what he's currently at.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Kangin !

Now this one makes perfect sense. Kangin, the violent problem starting, always fuming about something his bandmates did, having a high rank? No sir. Sorry to disappoint. Previously it was speculated that Kangin would place 18 or 17 in popularity. But due to his endless promotions on commercials, reality shows and his, as described by Kangin stans, impossibly cute laugh and enticing visuals, he managed to stay away from the bottom two.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Donghan !

Does he deserve better, absolutely. Similar to Seungwoo there isn't any particular reason that Donghan is placed here. He, next to Woobin and Youngjin, is the sunshine of the group. Being kind and bringing joy wherever he goes is his speciality.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Beomseok !

Beomseok always seems to come out on top. He’s been involved in his own share of scandals throughout his time in Blacklotus, from lying about his education to disrespecting his elders at award shows. Despite the fandom and himself never seem very affected by these offences, most likely because Beomseok just has a very calm nature when it comes to scandals. And usually his nonchalant attitude towards the media helps relax the fans. 

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Vien !

Much like Donghan and Seungwoo there isn't any specific reason that vien was placed here. He’s well liked, and gets along with most members. But again, very little screen time, few lines, and not a lot of promotions opportunities are given to him.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Youngjin !

The group's lovable foodie! Youngjin is one of the most unproblematic members in Blacklotus ! He was most likely placed here for the fact that a lot of lottus just don't know enough about him. He doesn't speak a lot and despite having quite a few seconds on each song, rarely gets recognized for it. But still, has a solid group of fans and is quite a nice person.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Que !

Generally a shock to fandoms from pre-debut. And extremely unfair to H;ex (poor minho) Que was basically the reason for H;ex’s career turned into one big flaming trash pile. And instead of going down with him, he just let the company deal with everything and got out mostly unharmed. In every pre-debut fans eyes this man should have been down there with h;ex.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Eunhyuk !

Everyone in this fandom has a Eunhyuk photocard if you have even just one album, and not just because back in 2020 ellectic messed up a printed double the amount of his photocards. Don't deny it, but also don't deny that everyone in this fandom, at one point streamed his double back fancam like their lives depended on it. Anyways, he’s very popular and rightfully so.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) JayJay !

Jayjay, unlike his friend Vien, has quite a few fans. He would probably be near the top based on personality alone but because he rarely gets much screen time and lines in songs, he wasn't able to get into the top three.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Woobin !

Who wouldn't love this bright sunshine?! Woobin has always been very well liked in the group. But due to his many hiatuses throughout the years of being an idol. Many new fans were never properly introduced to him.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Devin !

Devin enjoys being the main focus, so it comes to no surprise that he would have a large amount of fans. He live streams the most and posts the most on social media. So it's only normal that the most active member would have one of the bigger fanbase rights?

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Woosung !

Woosung, our dear maknae , He’s been a fan favorite since debut. He’s everything right and wrong about the kpop industry. Woosung has built a very powerful fanbase for himself throughout his career, just by being himself.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Hann !

Hann is very popular within the fandom. Most of the time he’s baby-lottus’s first bias and exposure to the group's concept and members. If you ever want a boy group member who doesn't ‘out do’ or overdance in a girl group cover, this is your man.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Yoonho !

To no one's surprise Yoonho has a very strong fanbase. Some of them aren't even k-pop stans. He regularly streams video games and from that has been regularly recognized as just streamer instead of an idol. But his fanbase inside of Blacklotus is also big. He’s funny and people love him for it.

꒪ᤱᰱ ✷ ⸺ ( 🔮 ) Sunjun !

Fans were shocked, netizens were gagged, and Sunjun himself has yet to recover from this news. Sunjun has always been criticized for his lack of ‘skill’ and ‘unprofessionalism’ as an idol. Following that, after Blacklotus debut, netizens singled SUnjun out to criticize his vocal ability and lack of body control while dancing. Despite this, he’s the groups main visual, and now the confirmed most popular. Which would come to some as a major shock. He’s the most promoted member outside of his job as a performer. Sunjun has the least amount of Lines in most of their songs, his center time dancing is very little, and he rarely appears in solo shots for MV’s, unless its a visual shot. So this, was a great shock to fans. But, Netizens have come to the conclusion that it’s either due to his Solo activities or Ellectic ent rigged the votes.

#．₊‧ ˖ ࣪ ་ ⌗﹕extra ! ── i feel unliving today ?? 💢 #fictional idol community #fictional idol group #fictional kpop idol #fictional idol oc #fake kpop boy group #fake kpop group #fake kpop band #fake kpop idol #oc kpop #kpop au #idolverse

[mysilentmemory]

220820 D&E Show- "The fans or people around us think that Eunhyuk and I get along well, that we're perfect match but actually we're not. We don't have anything in common. But I think that fits better He likes to have his own personal time, but I like to do certain things. When I was still living in the dorm, there was one time that I really want to eat Sundae soup at night. He was sleeping and told him that I wanted to eat.. he didn't want it but still he came with me." 🥺

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#super junior #donghae #eunhyuk #kpop #eunhae #video #uplo

[blueberry-bop]

Perfection (2011) - teaser images - Group photo

#superjunior-m #superjunior #perfection #sungmin #eunhyuk #siwon #zhoumi #donghae #ryeowook #kyuhyun #henry #sjm

[mikanotes]

lost in translation ft. eunhyuk x gn!reader 4.4k words

genre: angst comfort, ‘enemies’ to possibly lovers warnings: deaths, injuries, blood, mentions of kissing and also suicide (?), smoking, cursing, canon divergence idr half of s1, guns, slightly suggestive at the end author’s note: this was requested! i kinda strayed off the original request sorry TT it got a bit angstier than it should’ve but oh well! have this i missed him

summary: The development of your feelings for Lee Eunhyuk in the middle of an apocalypse, and struggles of leadership.

Green Home Apartment is not a place you would ever allow to crumble.

From the very first hours of the outbreak, people saw a leading figure in you. A seemingly natural instinct to guide people and keep them as safe as possible. Someone strict, just firm enough to keep panicking residents in line and gentle enough to reassure other equally terrified people.

The perfect leader, really. It wasn’t exactly the role you would have wanted had you imagined yourself in this situation prior, but you felt you didn’t really have a say in the matter. You were just a college student, and within a few hours, at least ten people in your apartment building had voiced out their agreement on you being the perfect captain for a broken and sinking ship.

So when this guy with a blue flannel gave off the same impression as you apparently did— enough to convince people he would be a good leader, too— you were mildly relieved. Part of you felt like it was a good thing someone else would take the reins for this whole thing. It was too much pressure for you. But another part didn’t feel at ease. After all, you didn’t know this guy. People trusted him for a reason— He did seem mature, headstrong, and determined. Good with instructions and quick-witted. But you didn’t know if that would be enough to let the people here, or you, at least, survive this.

If you were to survive this in a group, you would need to have some kind of authority when it came to making decisions. Surviving alone was fine, but being stuck with so many people meant certain chaos, attempts at democracy leading to stupid decisions, and your life being stacked between at least twenty others with barely a word to say when they would all eventually be led to sure death. You’d damn near experienced it already, and that was more than enough for you.

So you didn’t step away when Lee Eunhyuk, as you eventually learned his name to be, took the place of a leader. And thankfully, it seemed the residents hadn’t expected you to. So weeks ago, you and Eunhyuk were appointed as leaders of Green Home during the monster apocalypse.

“Going there would be suicide.”

“So you suggest we stay here and wait to die? Do you genuinely think the people in the next room over will be fine with that?”

Leaders who get along perfectly.

“I suggest you use your head a little. There’s resources in much more accessible spaces than this. The store at the side, for example?”

“I’m not sending anyone there.” Eunhyuk states blankly, in his usual emotionless fashion. You narrow your eyes and bite back a scoff.

“Right, I almost forgot it’s about sending out people with you. You’re a coward, you know that?” you say, and he glances at you from the side.

“And you’re just as selfish.” he says, turning to face you properly, “Let’s not pretend you’re any better than I am because you act courageous. You’re terrified.”

“And you’re mistaken. Why don’t you go out there and get to the storage room yourself?”

Eunhyuk’s tongue presses into his cheek and his fingers tightens into a fist. He presses his hand to the table and tilts his head a little, nodding slightly. “We both know without a leading figure this group is done for.” he says, tone much calmer than you’d anticipated. The restraint he has over his anger only serves as fuel to your own. You bite the flesh of your lip.

“Am I not a leading figure?”

“You are, but are you a good one?” he asks. There. There it is, the hint of anger. That cutting edge to his tone. It’s nearly imperceptible but it makes you want to bring out all of it.

“Do you believe I’m not?”

You step closer. He looks down to your feet then back up to meet your gaze. “You’re dodging the question.”

“It’s a weird question to ask.”

You’re close enough to punch him, now, if need be. You won’t. But it’s a good thing to note.

“I don’t think it is, all things considered.”

“Uh,” a meek voice comes from behind you. You turn towards the door to see a man from the group stand with a bottle in hand, moving around uncomfortably, “The others are arguing about rations… You should come.”

You take this as the perfect opportunity to clear your head and not to let your irritation get the better of you. You hum absentmindedly and walk past him to get to the store where you expect everyone to be, leaving the man and a scowling Eunhyuk behind.

“Is- Is something wr—”

“Everything’s fine.”

Everything is wrong.

It’s been less than a day since your argument with Eunhyuk when a new problem enters your life. A guy that looks about your age, that you remember walking past when he moved in, who fell from nine floors high in the stairway. He’s lying on the floor with blood all over and around him. Everyone is scrambling to take a look and Seo Yikyung has to be the one to hold them back, because you and Eunhyuk are too busy checking the supposedly dead man’s pulse for the third time.

“He’s breathing.” you sigh, pulling away your trembling hand from his face again. This is insanity.

“It’s impossible…”

“Get a grip.” you shove Eunhyuk’s shoulder, “Impossible isn’t in our vocabulary right now. Weird as this may be, we can’t just leave him here, so start thinking or I’ll make the decisions.”

He’s shaken out of his thoughts, alright, but now he seems another kind of confused that you can’t bring yourself to try deciphering. He calls your name but you don’t respond.

You don’t exactly look down, but you start to kneel to reach towards the body on the floor. You need to carry him somewhere else, where no one will see how bad it is. There’s kids here and the adults aren’t reliable. You can’t let this cause more trouble.

Your gaze is looking anywhere else but at the corpse— Person. Alive. You almost grab him when Eunhyuk stops you with a hand on your shoulder, effectively causing you to flinch.

“It’s fine. I’ll do it.”

He hoists the limp body up on his back with some effort and holds him tightly so he doesn’t fall. “Tell them to go elsewhere. It’ll only cause issues for them to see more than needed.” he tells you, nodding towards the hallway. The blood that gets on his clothes and the state of the one he carries unsettles you a little, but you nod and hurry outside.

“Go to the daycare.” you say, voice hoarse. Everyone’s chattering does nothing to help you calm down. You’re not sure if they didn’t hear you or if they simply don’t care. “I said go! Right now!” you exclaim, much louder. 

The talking silences and everyone reluctantly heads to that place, though clearly still trying to get a glimpse of the situation. You breathe out sharply and stare down at the floor. Your reflection meets you halfway on the tiles, showing you just how little control you currently have on the emotions you usually hide so well. You’ve seen people get killed too many times since this all started but this is was one too many. 

You can’t even tell if the stranger’s fall was accidental, if it was suicide, if… You can’t think.

Eunhyuk passes by you and you barely notice. Or rather, you force yourself not to notice.

So much blood.

The sun sets and rises again. Tension does as well.

“We can’t keep on using him.” you say upon stepping into the security office. Eunhyuk is leaning against the desk, eyes trained on the several CCTV screens when you come in, and he seems like he’s about to leave the moment you start talking. You close the door and he gives up. He seems to know there’s no point in trying to leave, now.

“Who?”

“Don’t play dumb. We both know you’re not.”

“High compliments coming from you.”

You sigh and step further into the room. “I’m not in the mood to argue, Lee Eunhyuk. Cha Hyunsu, he… He doesn’t deserve to be treated this way. You know it, too.”

Eunhyuk is silent. You see his thumb tapping against the desk rhythmically, like he’s thinking hard about something.

“Lee Eunhyuk.”

“I heard you.”

“Then say something!” you scream.

Eunhyuk turns to look at you. You take a breath. It’s unlike you to let your anger turn to yelling but you feel hopeless. Cha Hyunsu is just a boy your age trapped in circumstances he never asked for, and forced to do the worst part of the work around Green House. Eunhyuk never wanted to send anyone upstairs, yet he decided to send Hyunsu there. Because he’s a monster? Because he survived a several floors high fall? Because he was doomed to live in-between two kinds of evil, neither of which truly accepts him?

It just feels like it hits you harder today that this world will continue to be this cruel. And you two are not making it any better.

“This is the best way.” Eunhyuk says, unfazed. “The group needs to survive. You said it yourself. Cha Hyunsu’s the best bet we have at getting this result.”

“We saw him die, Eunhyuk.”

“He’s alive. You know that.”

“This is unfair.”

“The world is unfair.”

You look elsewhere, annoyed. Eunhyuk calls your name in the same tone he always does. “Your sympathy is useless.”

“What kind of leaders are we if rid of any compassion?”

“… The kind needed to survive.” he says quietly, gaze cast downwards. “Jisu asked for band-aids. Could you bring them to her for me?”

Anything’s a good enough distraction from whatever spiral you feel yourself falling into.

“Sure.”

Days pass. Your anger subsides.

“But didn’t you say it was okay to go there?”

“No, I didn’t.” Eunhyuk crosses his arms, “Who told you that?”

A name is mentioned in reply.

You sneeze.

“Aye, did you catch a cold?” Eunyu scoffs, laughing smoke at the face you seem to be making. “That’s bad. Catching a cold during an apocalypse? Seriously.”

You and the girl are sitting on the fire escape stairs, on the floor closest to the main hall. She has a habit of disappearing to go smoke, or whatever else she does, and you don’t want her getting killed. She didn’t seem to mind you coming to check up on her the first time, and now you have a habit of disappearing to hang out with her.

“I’m fine.” you click your tongue, “Anyways, you shouldn’t be smoking out there. If your brother was here he’d be pissed.”

“Who cares? Let’s not act like he ever shows it.”

You roll your eyes a little and chuckle. “Sure.” you hum, “Still. What’s the point in smoking? During an apocalypse, too? That’s bad.”

She flips you off and you return the gesture, earning a laugh in return. You don’t talk to many people in this place. Your age differs from nearly everyone. Eunyu’s a bit younger, so you’re mostly watching over her. Then there’s Hyunsu, but there’s a nearly visible wall between him and everyone. You can’t blame him for putting distance between you two especially. As far as he’s concerned, you’re also responsible for the errand-running he’s been told to do.

There’s Yikyung, but you’ve struggled to get close since you told her to shove off when she had Eunhyuk pinned to a wall. You’re not sure why you did that, even now. She’d be better company than him, maybe. And you understand her reasons.

Then there’s Eunhyuk.

“Serious talk, listen up.” Eunhyu huffs, “What relationship do you entertain with my brother?” she mimics a serious sounding voice that’s so unlike her. It makes you scoff in amusement.

“He’s a…” You trail off. What is he? A friend? An acquaintance? Whatever could be considered a coworker, at the moment? A fellow leader? “Uh, a person.”

Eunyu gives you this look that is so clearly judgemental that you consider jumping off the railing promptly.

“Yeah, no shit. Good to know he’s not turning.” she scoffs, “I know you hate him. Spit it out.”

“I don’t recall ever feeling that way.” you lie with an obviously fake smile. Eunyu threatens to throw her lighter at you. “He’s fine, alright? We just work together, I guess.”

“He likes you.”

“Hm?”

“He doesn’t hate you, I mean. You’re not stupid, so you noticed, right?” she says before bringing the cigarette to her lips again. You’re confused and it must show because she sighs in annoyance. “Clearly, I’d say the real leader is you out of you two. Aren’t most decisions yours?”

“They’re ours. Mostly his. Trust me, my opinion isn’t as valued as you might believe.”

Her expression suddenly sours and she curses under her breath. “And I think you’re wrong. Anyways, I’ll leave you with the jerk.” she coughs, pushing herself off of the stairs, “Bye.”

You hum curiously as you watch her leave before turning around. Lee Eunhyuk. Of course.

The first thing he does is shove your shoulder.

“What the hell?” you scoff, scrambling up to your feet before you can lose your balance. It’s such an unexpected move from him that you can’t help the words that slip past your lips. “What’s your deal?”

“Returning the gesture. What’s yours?”

“Huh?”

“The gate to the store alley. I said it should stay closed.” he says, “So why are three people on their way back from there telling me I allowed it?”

“Because I allowed it.” you say casually. “It had medicine, water, and some canned foods. Besides, we needed fresh air.”

He stays silent for at least half a minute before he steps closer to you. Close enough for your hands to touch if your arms were to move an inch. “It’s not safe. I said so enough, didn’t I?”

“Have you ever cared about safety?”

“I have—”

“About the people’s, about the half-monsters’s, about yours?”

Your name sounds tense when he says it.

“About mine?”

“Do you ever stop talking?” he grits his teeth. His eye twitches. You wouldn’t have noticed it had you been further away. No, you… you would have. You know his every feature and emotions too well by now. You would realize the most unnoticeable of changes from him. Any of them.

He’s angry.

There.

“Does that piss you off? That I talk so much?” you say, “Is it a problem because you never do? Does hearing someone so much get on your nerves? Should I leave the leading you? Are your decisions supreme? Am I too talkative? Is that it? Is that it?”

He kisses— He almost kisses you. He stops short of pressing his lips against yours, short of holding your collar and bringing it up to meet his chest, short of everything you only now realized would’ve been so good to have.

For fuck’s sake. “You’re holding back.”

“There’s no point in causing unnecessary fights.”

“You’re a coward.”

“You—”

You tilt your head, like you want him to finish his sentence. You do. He’s realized this much.

He takes a breath to calm down and steps back, much to your dismay.

“I know why you used to be so self-centered.”

“That’s…” you trail off, before laughing in disbelief. “What?”

“You almost got killed at the alley to the store, the one you just allowed to be opened. First day of the apocalypse. I remember it. You looked terrified. Then you put your survival above anyone else’s.” he says, “And yet now, you keep on trying to go. That’s something I don’t understand.”

You swallow, images of that monster nearly killing you with its claws, and dragging away a bloodied, dismembered corpse when it failed to find you. The feeling of someone pulling you back into the shadow so you wouldn’t get noticed, and the chaos that ensued in the main hall so quickly that you never got to see who it was.

… Wait?

“That was you.”

“It doesn’t matter who it was. You changed.” he cuts off any questions you might have, “You used to be selfish. People falsely believed you were a good leader just because you seemed strong. But you didn’t care about anyone’s lives except yours.”

“… So what? What changed?” you ask quietly, “Did you fall for it, too? Because I’m still the same, as far as I’m concerned.”

“You don’t get it.”

“I do—“

“The you I first talked to in the security room would’ve never went out of their way to make sure some high-schooler is doing fine. They wouldn’t have been this upset over a random half-monster running errands. You would have been unbothered. And that store you seem so obsessed with would’ve been emptied of the basics before anyone could get them. But it was full, wasn’t it? The store was untouched.”

You’re not sure what to say. Where is he going with this?

“Fine.” you settle with that. “Let’s say that, somehow, you’re right. Then should we talk about you? That you changed, too?”

“This isn’t about me.”

“You never talk this much. Why are you so obsessed with this?”

“… I just wanted you to know.” he says, but it sounds like he’s withholding another response. “It didn’t feel right for me not to tell you I knew about what happened after all this time. Also I need you to come back now. People are gonna crowd the store too much for it to be left without any rules.”

You look away. Decide. Look back at him. “Fine.”

Lives come and go. The obvious is ignored.

A lot of guns were pointed at a lot of people’s heads today. You’re unsure why the image of Eunhyuk stuck to the floor with a gun pointed to his forehead is stuck in your mind so much. It keeps rewinding— Reminding you that you were both helpless there, that you got lucky he even survived it all.

There’s so much blood everywhere.

Someone says your full name, with a tone much too casual to match what seemed to be politeness and with such ease that it can only be one person. He grabs your arms and tries to catch your gaze. “Are you okay?”

“Are you crazy?” you whisper, looking at him. He looks like a mess. “You almost got killed, Eunhyuk.”

“So did you. Don’t downplay it.” he argues. You expect his grip to loosen now that he’s seen you’re alright enough to talk but it only seems to tighten, “We have a few minutes to get it together before we have to go back to the usual. So be honest for once.”

Being honest…

You look at him, and your eyes are burning. “Fuck, Eunhyuk, I don’t know why I’m this scared.” you cough out, hands tensing at your sides.

He carries something gentler in his gaze, something you’re unfamiliar with. His hand drops to your wrist and he squeezes it. “Breathe.” he says, and you try, but it’s like you’re struggling to get the air in and out of your lungs. It’s burning, too. Why?… You’re panicking. That’s why. Your breaths come out short and that uneasiness who loves to get in the way of your thoughts is back. You can’t do anything, right now— you wouldn’t be able to get anyone to survive, let alone yourself.

Eunhyuk’s hand grabs your hastily and he brings it to his chest. “Slow down. Just breathe. That’s all that matters, right now.”

“Are you breathing?”

“I am. I need both of us to be. So listen to me.”

“Yeah.”

And just like a doctor would, he guides you to something calmer. Your gazes are locked the whole time. He insisted. Don’t look anywhere else, he said, just me. He helps you remember how to breathe again, helps you remember how to think, and helps you remember you have a lot to do immediately.

“We need to go.” you say, back to the closest thing to normal you could manage. “Hyunsu’s gone. Did anyone get shot? You should—”

“You should go grab the medkits. The ones in the nursery. Bring them here. I’ll take care of it.”

You don’t argue. “Okay.

Ah!” — But you nearly lose your footing. You hear Eunhyuk breathe out something that almost sounds like a laugh and turn around to glare.

“You’ll be lightheaded for a bit. Be careful.”

“Oh, yeah, okay.” you scoff. You hear Eunyu yell something along the lines of ‘It’ll be fine, so stop looking and get to work—‘ but you’re too far away to catch all of it.

The skies darken before the light comes back again. Things are eerily quiet.

When leadership becomes worthless, it’s hard to keep a proper sense of identity. Everyone has seen you and Eunhyuk as their leaders for a long while now. But since Jung Uimyeong’s arrival and the clear impact he’s had on the group’s dearest Cha Hyunsu, the atmosphere has suffered a drastic change. It feels tense for everyone but the newfound duo. It’s suffocating.

But instincts remain the same. Survival is key, and that means gathering information is, as well. You need to get what Uimyeong’s plan is before it escalates, but you know he would have no interest in talking to you.

So Hyunsu, it is.

“You don’t trust me.”

“But I do! I’ve always trusted you, Hyunsu.”

The latter keeps on walking and you have to jog to catch up. This is ridiculous, how could he allow a stranger to change him so much? Did he convince him the people here were the real enemy? You wouldn’t be surprised. Still…

“Just stop and have an actual conversation with me.” you scoff.

He does just that, stops in his tracks, and you nearly run into him. He turns around slowly to look at you. Hyunsu’s expression is usually devoid of emotion but now it’s just cold. “I don’t want to talk to you. Everything you say’s a lie. You don’t trust anyone here. I’ll say good luck to the people who still think you’re a good leader.”

“Isn’t that too much?” Eunhyuk. “Especially since you know it’s not true. Or were you influenced by that guy so easily?”

Hyunsu glances at him, then back at you, before directing his glare to Eunhyuk again. “Find someone else to run your errands. I’m tired of it.”

“That’s not—”

“Leave him be.” Eunhyuk says as Hyunsu walks away. You sigh and rub your temples. This isn’t good. “There’s no point in trying to reason with him now.”

“So what, we don’t do anything? Leave things as they are?”

“We do.”

You sigh and turn around to let your head drop on his shoulder. Eunhyuk brings his hand to the back of your head and leaves it there. You’re not sure how or why this change happened between the two of you after the shootout, but neither of you mention it. It might be for the best.

“I’m tired.” you mumble.

“You should get some rest.” he says quietly, “There isn’t much to take care of, right now. You should be able to sleep for a bit.”

“How long is a bit?”

“Until I wake you, approximately.”

“… Fine by me.”

The sun sets—

“Wake up.”

“Hmm…?” you force yourself to open your eyes and look up. God, the world’s blurry. “What?”

“Switch. I need to rest for a bit.”

You nod lazily and sit up on the bed, making space for him to sit. He settles at your side and turns to look at you. “Look here.” he says (demands) with a hand on your jaw. You turn and feel like he’s scrutinizing your face. “Any injuries?”

“Not anything new, no.” you say, “You?”

“The same.” he sighs, dropping his hand. It’s your turn to touch his face. You hold the side of it in your hand and let your thumb graze the skin under his eye. His glasses are good to hide his eyes, you think. But you’re always close enough to see them. After the shooting, you remember something, despite the state you were in.

“You cried.” you say. He hums inquisitively at that. “When those guys barged in and stuff. When you came back after going with them, you looked like you’d been crying.”

“Not really. I was just upset.”

“Because?”

“Is there not enough reasons to be upset in this place?” he deadpans, and scoffs silently when you give him a look. “I couldn’t save Ms. An. I watched her get shot.”

You have half a mind to hold back from squeezing his head to death. “And you didn’t think it worth mentioning? That’s bad, Eunhyuk.”

“I’ve… Seen worse.”

“That’s stupid.”

“You’re stupid.”

You look at him with wide eyes. “Take it back.”

“Or else?” he asks. Oh. Oh. He’s teasing you. What the hell? This is new. Your hand drops to grab his collar. You get deja-vu. Something similar happened before. He looks down at your hand then back up at you.

“You really want to find out, do you?”

There’s something in the air. Something you would’ve usually described as tension, but it almost feels comfortable. You know Eunhyuk well yet you can’t tell what’ll happen next. You could guess, though. Each word and touch means more now than it used to.

(Maybe they always meant something, maybe you just chose to ignore it.) 

He stares at you for a few seconds then tilts his head to the side, expression unreadable. “I do.”

Your fingers tighten around his collar and he smiles. His hand comes up to wrap around your wrist, slowly pulling it away from him. “Hey…?”

“But I don’t think I’ll find out about anything. You’re a liar, after all. And a coward, just like me.” he says, all whilst gently pushing you to lay on the mattress. He does it so naturally it takes you a moment to realize. He hovers over you with your wrist still in hand. “Is that fine with you?”

“You insulting me or you pinning me down?”

“You decide.” he sighs, pressing your wrist down gently next to your head, “Would I be wrong to assume you don’t really mind either of those?”

You decide to shut him up instead. He takes it well.

“You taste a bit bloody.”

“Deal with it.”

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Lead and Gold 5.

Pairing: Eunhyuk/Reader

Genre: mafia!au, smut and fluff

Warnings: swearing, self-pleasuring

Word count: 3,136

There were a lot of gossips about your superior, Doctor Jung’s secret works, where he invited surgeon residents to his private clinic to help him out. Afterwards, no one talked a word about it. Then, your time came. He took you there too, and you did your best to do exactly what your job was in the hospital: saving people’s lives. You just didn’t know who’s life it was this time.

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Despite your wishes, in the next week you got used to the whole healing mafia members surprisingly well. Your bruises started to heal; purple and blue patches of skin blooming into more greenish and yellow colors, but there was still a long way to go. At least the patients in the hospital stopped giving you weird looks.

You were called in two times already within that week, and was told by Jung to expect some more since Eunhyuk was hunting the men who came after him through you. His men getting injured was not so surprising in that scenario. You helped patching up five of them, fortunately none of their injuries were too serious. Well, if this manhunt will continue for longer than necessary, then it will be worse and things will get really ugly for both sides.

On your way back from grocery shopping, just as you parked your car, the phone started to ring. With an exaggerated sigh, you answered Jung’s call.

“Another one happened. Three men down, one needs immediate surgery, so jump in your fucking car and come!”

You didn’t like one bit the tone of his voice. He was commanding you around, which you never liked in your personal life. In the bedroom you liked to be dominated and bossed around, but beside that you hated it with passion.

Anyway, you swallowed words that instinctively wanted to escape you, and started the car. Jung on the other end let out an appreciative noise, one you rarely heard from anyone.

“I’m on my way,” you added, if the background noises of the car wouldn’t make it obvious enough.

“Make it here in ten. I’ll start the surgery, you’ll join when you get here.”

You hummed in agreement, and stepped on the gas pedal more firmly. You locked out of your mind that you were on your way to save the life of someone from the mafia, as you usually did lately – only focusing on the life-saving part. That was your job, which you did the best.

Your parking was sloppy, as you paid no mind to making it perfect.

Rushing into the private clinic, you only nodded at the guards strolling outside, not really paying any attention to them. You wondered how bad of a fight Eunhyuk’s men got into if one of them needed surgery immediately.

Walking down the hallways, you were more confident now on where to go, and in a few minutes you were already washing in for assisting Jung on the surgery. Eunhyuk was in the room too, with Donghae on his right, giving you inspecting looks as he gazed over your figure. Oh, yeah, he haven’t seen you since your little meeting with his enemies.

Back to focusing on your job. One of Eunhyuk’s man was laying on the operating table. Jung was fishing in his chest with a clip, probably looking for a bullet.

“Heart rate increasing. Breathing normal,” you announced in a tight voice. Finally realizing why he needed the surgery so bad, you started to really take seriously saving his life. The bullet was too freaking close to his heart. Close, as in if Jung would make the wrong move, he would die right on the spot. He was also bleeding a lot due to the circumstances.

“He has another bullet in his leg, not as dangerous as this one. Start working on it while I close this, and keep on monitoring his heart rate.”

Doing as Jung said, you went over to his lower side, keeping one eye on the heart monitor. Picking a clean clip up, you fished for the other bullet, after giving him a local anesthetic shot. Luckily, it wasn’t in too deep, barely in the skin. You pulled it out carefully, while speaking:

“Heart rate back to normal. I took the bullet out, closing it now.”

“Fuck,” you heard Eunhyuk mutter slowly along with a sigh.

After wiping the blood away with a cotton pad, you sewed the wound together, and cleaned it with some antiseptic, then covered in gauze. And could call it a day. Except there was two other men being injured.

“You do Jungsoo, I’ll deal with Baejin.”

To your luck, Jungsoo walked to you just as you wanted to ask which one of them he was. You already knew a couple of Eunhyuk’s men by then, but not all of them. Asking for a name wasn’t a thing you did while patching them up. Only the talkative ones told you their names. Some of them dealt the pain with running their mouth with no end to it, so you sucked up the information as a sponge, since Jung haven’t really told you anything, the less danger you were in. Or maybe it was Eunhyuk who told them it was for the better.

Well, even he couldn’t stop some of his men from spilling a few secrets.

Fortunately, Jungsoo only had scratches from bullets and daggers. They were the easy ones. Only putting antiseptic on them, sewing the deeper ones, then putting gauze on them.

While Jung and you worked on the men, you saw Eunhyuk motion for Donghae, then the bodyguard went to the man on the operating table. Donghae grabbed him by his arm, helping him down, then they slowly left the room. Upon seeing this, Jungsoo and Baejin followed them.

“I want to talk to Y/N when you’re done.” Eunhyuk’s voice was nonchalant. So was Jung’s, when he answered for you.

“You can talk to her right now, too.”

“I meant alone.”

“Of course that’s what you meant.” There was a dangerous undertone in Jung’s voice, which you couldn’t figure out the meaning of. Was he worried to leave you two alone? But why would he?

Still, he left, but only after giving a look to Eunhyuk and saying:

“You are the boss, but remember: I don’t want to find a new assistant again.”

There goes another mystery you feared to deal with, but wanted to know the meaning behind it.

Being alone with Eunhyuk in a room felt wrong and right at the same time. His face was empty from any emotions, but his gaze on your face spoke volumes as he took a step closer to you. He was surveying your bruises or more like what was left of them. The tiny scar on your upper lip, the blueish bruises fading into ugly yellow around your left eye and just under your cheek.

Eunhyuk took another step, now standing right in front of you.

“It’s a pity that it happened to you. I should have known they would find you,” he said.

He took your chin between his fingers, inspecting your face from so close you could feel his warm breath on your skin. You refused to say anything, waiting for what he really wanted to say. At that moment Eunhyuk didn’t seem like some big, scary mafia boss. His hand on your chin was soft, almost careful with big, dark eyes staring straight into yours, searching for something.

With the tension around and between you, it was hard to breath.

His thumb grazed over your lip, the scar on it, barely touching it. His gaze following the path of his finger, he continued:

“How come I feel sorry?”

“Maybe because your enemies beat me? I’m no one to you, yet they thought they can get to you through me.”

“They could have. You only had to tell them everything you know about me, and they would have stopped.”

“I don’t know anything about you. And I hardly believe they would have stopped if I told them just that.”

You felt guilty enjoying his finger’s soft cradling on your skin. Eunhyuk looked into your eyes again. His expression softened with his caressing, and you had to remind yourself that it was the city’s mafia boss who was standing in front of you. From any other man, these actions would come off as flirting or courting, but not with him. Never with him. People like him weren’t nice for nothing, they always wanted something in return. Maybe he just didn’t know yet what he wanted from you. It was unfortunate, that you just started to realize what you would want from him.

You were Jung’s assistant in these shady businesses, and Eunhyuk was Jung’s boss in some kind of way. Dancing with the devil is a dangerous thing, you thought, it might not worth your while or time. Or your life.

“Not knowing anything might have saved your life,” he added after a long while. “And what about your little run in with one of them at the hospital?”

“Jung told you.”

“Shindong, not that it matters. I have to know everything concerning my businesses.”

His fingers left your face, trailing down your neck to your shoulders. You shivered and not because of fear this time. Eunhyuk’s touch was affecting you. Sighing, you lowered your gaze to the ground, basking in the feeling of his skin on yours.

You haven’t been with a man for a while and it was affecting you bad. Maybe you should take a night out and hook up with someone, just to clear your mind. Getting lust out of the way would make everything so much easier. Because you craved him.

“So I am one of your businesses,” you concluded flatly.

“You work for me, so yes, you are. Your safety is my concern, too, like any of my men’s.”

Clicking your tongue, you took a step back. His hand fell back to his body. You saw his fingers twitch for a moment, before he regained his calm.

While you were thinking about escaping the room and his presence, Eunhyuk stepped closer to you again, enclosing his fingers around your wrist and his mouth opened to say something more.

Jung chose that exact moment to barge in, interrupting Eunhyuk before he could say anything. The doc measured the scene with a swift look at your pair, and his face hardened.

“We are finished. Go home and take a rest,” he told you sternly.

Upon that, Eunhyuk finally let go of you, the feeling of his touch still lingering on your skin.

Your mind has been a mess since last night. You felt bothered and needy all night after going home from the clinic. Even after taking a hot shower and pleasuring yourself for an embarrassingly long time.

You blamed it all on yourself. It has been a while since you met someone for romantic reasons, let alone spending a night with them. Maybe that’s why Eunhyuk’s closeness affected you so much.

Your past relationships were a mess. And that was an understatement. You spent most of your teenage years in a committed relationship with a nice boy, but going to different universities ended it soon. During the coming years your relationships only lasted a few month, and you had several hookups between them. You had to take your mind off the stress, and one night stands with bad boys were your solution to that. In reality, enjoying life to the fullest was your only intention.

Work was slow, and it didn’t help that Jung noticed your restlessness. Fortunately, he didn’t make any comment about it, but his sharp eyes picked up every single one of your hesitating moves and the distant look in your eyes when your mind wandered far away from the hospital to a certain tattooed mafia boss. You had to focus hard not to think about him.

Shindong – as always – patiently waited for you in your car, when you were finally free to go home.

“I plan to go out tonight. Will you follow me there too?” You voice had certain bite to it. The man already had his phone in his hand, doing who knows what.

“My orders state to keep you safe everywhere you go.”

“And you expect the enemy to be at a club, seducing then torturing me for information again?”

“You don’t know what they are capable of just to get to Eunhyuk.” He shrugged nonchalantly, but you saw a dark glint in his eyes. His fingers tapped faster on his phone now. “Which club are we going to, by the way?”

“Don’t know yet. Haven’t been in one in a while.”

“I heard ‘The Fortress’ to be a good hookup place, if that’s what you are looking for.”

You chuckled lowly. Did he read your mind or were you that obvious? Could anyone look at you and tell that you wanted to walk home with a stranger tonight?

“The Fortress it is, then.”

Getting ready wasn’t really fun. You were nervous, and Shindong’s constant questions didn’t help at all. He wanted to know everything. Will you take the lucky man home? Or would you go to his place? Should he act as a friend? Should he wait outside of your apartment until you are finished? Will you kick the man out or you’d let them sleep over?

At one point you got so angry, you wondered if you should go out at all. Was it worth it? Having a bodyguard showed its downside big time now. You just wanted him to disappear. You wanted your old life back without the whole mafia thing.

You shook your head, after finishing your makeup. A winged eyeliner was the cure for everything right now. That, a red lipstick and the promise of a well deserved hookup.

Exiting the bathroom, Shindong was on his phone again, talking in a low voice to someone. He took one look at your short red dress, before saying:

“I think even an army couldn’t hold her back from going out.” Then he ended the call.

“Who was it?” You asked hesitantly, something fluttering dangerously in your lower abdomen.

“Eunhyuk. I have to inform him, if you do anything outside of your usual routine.”

“Since when?”

“Since he sent me here the first time.”

“Fuck him,” you muttered, but he still heard you.

“Well, that could be an option. A bad one, but still an option.”

You pondered upon his words, but didn’t reply, simply grabbed your purse and waving for him to get going.

The Fortress was tricky. Its outside looked like a simple old building with bars in front of the windows, but the inside was buzzing with tons of people and music. The air was hot and you were happy you didn’t overdress, because you were already sweating.

Grabbing a drink for yourself and Shindong, you cheered before drinking it, then threw yourself onto the dance floor. Your hips swayed to the rhythm of whatever song was playing, body swiftly brushing to the other dancers’. Constantly scanning the crowd, you were waiting for someone to catch your eye and swing into action.

The only problem was that in every handsome men you were looking for the features of a certain someone. You dismissed anyone who didn’t have black hair or tattoos. Slowly, but surely you were getting tired of your own mind. You didn’t want him. You didn’t want someone who looked like him. You wanted someone who could take your mind off of Eunhyuk for a few hours, no matter how they looked.

Looking around with a newfound resolution, you spotted the bane of your existence.

Eunhyuk sat at the bar, chatting away with Shindong like it was the most natural thing in the world. His dark eyes were on you, following every movement of your body. He looked at you like he was moments away from devouring you right there. You froze on the spot. You could only stare back at him. You forgot about the people around you, barely feeling when someone caressed your hips or back.

You came out to forget about him and the fire he put inside you, and he was here. And you were getting angrier with every second as you put two and two together.

Shindong on his phone earlier texting away, him recommending The Fortress, calling Eunhyuk while you were getting ready. It was his doing. Eunhyuk was a spider weaving his web delicately and you walked right into it. Like a fool.

Hot and bothered, you swing your hand up, flipping him off. He only cocked an eyebrow, a smirk tugging on his lips. It was inviting, alluring. Your own lip parted, curse words crowding on your tongue, never actually getting released. You shook your head and did your best to disappear in the mass of bodies before going home.

And screw Shindong, he can get to your apartment however he wanted.

The moment you got into bed, your phone started to ring. Shindong came home half an hour after you, and never commented about you deserting him at the club. Not even a word about how stupid and dangerous it was on your part.

He was on the couch and you wondered if the ringing bothered him, because you were too tired to answer it. But it could be Jung calling you to get to the clinic, so you had to check the caller anyway. The number wasn’t familiar, so you let it ring out.

Not even a minute later, it buzzed with an incoming message.

[01:27] Ignoring me is not the smartest move. I’ll visit you tonight.

You scoffed at the arrogance. Even without a name, you knew who it was coming from.

[01:34] Just text me what you want to say. There’s no need for you to come here.

[01:36] It’s not something I could say over the phone. Sleep well.

Your fingers slipped inside your pants as you put your phone aside without answering Eunhyuk. The fire inside you flared up again with the promise of meeting him tonight.

You caressed your folds, covering your fingers with the sticky wetness. You fantasized about him wanting you and your body, just like you wanted him. Because you wanted him, you had to admit that to yourself. A shaky moan escaped your lips as you wondered what kind of lover he would be.

In your mind it was his tattooed fingers moving in and out of you. He would be enthralled by your wetness and your little sighs, an amused smirk playing on his lips. His thumb would be on your clit, fingers scissoring to coax more of those moans out of you, constantly looking for your sweet spot. And when he would find it, he would be ruthless.

Your movements followed your fantasies, getting you closer and closer to the edge.

Desperate for an orgasm, you massaged your clit faster. You felt it building up. You imagined him caressing your breasts, almost heard him whispering in your ear what a good girl you were for him.

After silencing your final moans in your pillow, you fell asleep with more fantasies of him.

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