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astralatiny · 11 months
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[7:33 pm] his heart fills with love as hongjoong looks down at you. you're snuggled up against him on the couch, arms tangled around him as his hand rubs circles into your back. the only light in the room is coming from the tv, and it lights up your sleeping face just enough for hongjoong to see you. the sound of your breathing and the quiet voices coming from the tv comfort him in a way he never thought could. he leans down just enough to press a gentle kiss to your forehead and smiles.
he wishes he could stay in this moment forever.
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vickylamore · 1 year
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On The Horizon / KHJ
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words were given by @marievllr-abg : sea, pirate, hongjoong, domestic, happy, calm, moon
(if confused, see post rebloged about me waiting to write blurbs with words suggested. suggestions are still open!)
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The ship swayed lightly on the waves, the soft yet cold winds blew across your face as you gazed at the stars. The North Star was in the sky tonight, hiding behind the misty clouds but was as bright as the moon. The star that was used as a natural compass guided those who were lost or needed a clear path to where they were going. You used to get so nauseous gazing upon the waves, looking across the sea while on the ship, but after months of traveling, discovering the world, and meeting new people, it became something like a routine, a part of your very busy schedule.
Leaning on the balcony rails, your breath synced with the soft sways. You wondered if the others were asleep— it was a long, long day today for which they should be resting every second that they could.
Something soft, like a jacket— which it was, was draped on your shoulders. The familiar scent of wood and fire cologne ironically overshadowed the scent of the ocean. It was dark and yet, you still saw the way his eyes looked at you.
"Its cold," he whispered, shuffling closer to you, "you'll get sick if you aren't warm."
"I'm feeling better already," you smiled, still looking in front of you. Hongjoong’s arm wrapped around your shoulders. "You okay?"
He hummed, "are you?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'm okay." Wind blew across your faces once more. "If you're okay, I'm okay."
You moved towards him again, as close as you could. He was warm despite the chilly winds. His hair was as dark as the sky around you, as dark as the water below yet you saw every strand of hair skim his forehead and how he would sigh while pushing them back. You smiled, your lips tugging forward despite staying in a thin line since this afternoon.
You couldn't help but stare at the man in front of you. In those eyes— in his eyes held so much emotion, had seen so many things and experienced countless hardships, and yet, here he is despite traveling the seven seas with his crew for years and meeting you along the way. The North Star in the sky glimmered in his pupils, shining bright, and all along, despite the one in the sky, you had your personal North Star to guide you through your journey.
Hongjoong gazed down towards you, "what is it?"
"Nothing," you shook your head, burying it in the crook of his neck. "Nothing at all, my love."
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atolua · 1 year
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𖥻  WAKE UP CALL ˒ 𝐞𝐭𝐚.  autumn  of  2021   
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EDITION .. when ed sheeran said, “my bad habits lead you to me.”
FEATURING .. kim hongjoong  ˚ mention of other teezers
CW(S) .. intentionally overworking one’s self  &  lua’s literally ateez’s guardian angel
MONA SAYS .. barely scraped myself out of writers’ block for this.
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“stop doing that..” hongjoong grumbles, a yawn falling off right after.
lua momentarily halts before continuing to card her fingers through his tangerine tresses. it tells the tired leader that she did hear him, but she doesn't want to listen. and deep down, he's happy about it.
after numerous events occurred in the first half of this year, hongjoong can't recall the last time he actually took a break. (yes, he knows going to the toilet doesn't classify as one.) still, his workaholic side tries to lift him off the sofa, only for lua to bring him down again.
this time, she forces the younger to lie down and rest his head on her lap. “stop it, kim hongjoong. you're not going anywhere until you get enough rest.”
oh no, the government given name.
“fine, i'll just close my eyes for an hour.” he finally concedes, mainly due to the fear that she'll revoke his playing with his hair privilege.
one hour is joined by two, then five. and the sleepy leader only comes to realize this when his alarm clock goes off. it isn't loud enough to wake up the whole building, let alone lua—
“moon?”
the girl in question stirs a little from the sound, but he quickly turns it off before she can fully wake up. a good thing too, because it gives him some time to observe her. and the longer he looks at her, the more his guilt churns in his stomach.
at some point, she could have moved him and settled into a more comfortable position. or she could have even woken him up so they could go back to the dorms—then again, he might tell her to go ahead and fall back into producing..
regardless, she chose neither of those options.
it doesn't matter if that means she'll be dealing with neck pains or an aching spine for the rest of the day, or maybe even the week. what's important is that her friend finally gets the break he's been neglecting.
now that is the real alarm that wakes hongjoong up.  
(after that, he cut down on his all nighters. and despite not knowing what sparked this change, the other members shared the same emotion: relief.)
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❑ TAGLIST  ..   @stealanity @ateezivy @cixrosie​ 
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apileofkpop · 2 years
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02:43PM The weather is cold and wet, but the gloomy atmosphere can’t be felt inside your home. Your boyfriends newest album is playing at the highest volume and you sing along at the top of your lungs. You’re in the middle of baking since you wanted to celebrate the comeback with the boys. You’ve gotten a little messy with the flour, but at the moment you couldn’t care less. What you aren’t aware of is the fact that Hongjoong chose to head home early and is currently enjoying the show you are unknowingly putting on.
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thewonandonly · 2 years
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15:28 — he's so pretty when he goes down on me, gold skinned eager baby, blue shirt out the laundry, he tells me he's gentle when he wants to be, so i think he wants to be gentle with me | touch tank by quinnie (NSFW)
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if there was one thing you could always depend on from your ex, it was always a quickie in the waiting room lavatory at music shows; always just after he got off the stage, sweat kissing his skin, just like your lips on his neck, his hands tangled in your hair as he whispers next to your ear about how beautiful you are, how desperately he misses you.
but those quickies always escalated into late night visits, wearing comfortable clothes. but what really got to you, was when you could feel his hands bruising your hips, was that silver chain hanging over your face, which you more often then not, used to pull his lips to your own, your tongues swapping spit that you longed to forget.
and when everything was forgotten and done, he grabbed a discarded shirt in your laundry hamper, which you even forgot was his, and threw it over his body.
you always wanted to ask him; ask him why he's still here, why he's always chosen you out of all the other's in the world.
and he holds your face in his hands, and smiles, "because you're mine." hongjoong whispers, "you know i like spoiling you. no matter what the company says, i'm still going to find my way to you."
and honestly, if that was why, you didn't mind having to meet him late at night, or in the waiting room lavatory. because he decided to be gentle with your heart, and yours only.
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hereisleo · 1 year
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from/ ‘All Hallows’ Eve’
w/ k.hj & reader
g/ inspired by “persona 3”: angst, friendship, supernatural
w.c/ 1k
a.n/ hello~ it’s me~ it’s been a while since i stepped foot in tumblr! sorry for disappearing without notice but i’ve not been in the writing mood for some time, life too has been busy. in honour of spoop month, here’s another piece to the series. i don’t know how many of you are still around but enjoy! happy halloween!
t.w/ ghost, blood, death
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[First Quarter]
“Don’t.”
You stop in your tracks. Why? He warns you out of good nature but never is able to explain more. He doesn’t know either, he tells you it’s a bad time to go and you might see something you wish to forget. There’s no turning back when it happens. Unfortunately, the inevitable already happened. You’ve seen him, an anomaly in your usually normal life. Kim Hongjoong. A dead man. A ghost in your apartment.
“Have you gone out there? In the hidden hour?”
Hongjoong shakes his head. He doesn’t remember anything related to his death. As a ghost, he feels everything that living humans doesn’t feel. The danger, the restlessness, the wailing, the torment. He calls it the hidden hour, a secret hour where those without potentials turn into coffins and those with are preys. The hidden hour is where the dead become the living. Yet Hongjoong is still a ghost and you, a human, apparently with potential, are now sitting on your bed. The dark blue sky is tinted green with the half golden moon, so big and close to Earth almost as if the distance is reduced by half.
The coffins, water turning into blood, the gigantic moon are nothing compared to the lofty skyscraper of a tower appearing out of nowhere. A pseudo gothic edifice formed with the surrounding buildings pierce through the moon. It’s horrifyingly beautiful and Hongjoong agrees with your musing.
“I don’t know. Maybe I have. I can never seem to remember anything after a certain time. I can feel it nearing again, crawling under my skin.”
You look over at him, Hongjoong appears with his black and white striped polo shirt. Your first wild guess was a dead runaway prisoner but he miffly shut down the idea. No prisoner is as fashionable as he is. His hair matches his polo, black and white, cleanly split in half. Your second guess was Cruella cosplay which he took more graciously. A trailblazer of their own.
“You should sleep. There’s not much we can do at this time. If they sense you, you might as well be food for the dead.”
You tuck yourself in and Hongjoong too because he keeps you company while he contemplates life. The blanket goes through him but it's the thought that counts.
“Goodnight, Joong.”
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[Waxing Gibbous]
“Joong? Hongjoong?”
Silence greets you in the hidden hour's eerie ambiance. You can hear the guttural noises the shadows are making down the street, louder than what you’re used to. Perhaps it's the moon phases, slowly but surely getting fuller each day, and each day, Hongjoong seems to disappear longer or have trouble appearing. Are ghosts affected by the phases? Why are you the only one who can see him? You’ve asked the apartment staff and none seem to know the existence of Kim Hongjoong.
“I’m here…”
Hongjoong looks a bit worse for wear. Did he lose weight? There are telltale of dark shadows under his eyes and his cheeks look slightly sunken in. The hidden hour. Where the dead becomes the living.
“Are the shadows giving you trouble?”
He slightly winced at your comment, it seems to hit the mark. He shut your window when the groaning of the shadows grew louder, clutching his forehead as if he had a very painful headache. You urge him to sit down, the blanket goes through him again but he never goes through your bed, what an interesting ghostly concept. He sinks further into your pillow, burying half of his face into it.
“That and my head feels like they’re splitting in half. I have dreams that don't feel like dreams. It’s always the same, it gets clearer each time.”
You reach forward to brush his fringes in comfort and your fingers painfully buzz with sharp static electricity. Well, that never happened before, your fingers usually pass through him with goosebumps trailing up your arms. He gives you an apologetic frown, too spent for another word.
“It’s alright, Joong, though I do wish I could see your dream so you don’t have to shoulder it yourself.”
His brows furrowed and he shakes his head. You should have been careful with what you wished for. It wouldn’t be long until you wished that his dream didn’t come true because that will be the last time you see your friendly ghost roommate.
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[Full Moon]
Dreams do come true. The ear splitting roar you hear in your shared dream with Hongjoong becomes a reality. The bridge shakes and your footing is unstable. He can’t hear you, he’s too far. No, you couldn’t get close. There are instances where you are scared but this… This is fear.
Hongjoong is solid, he has pushed you away from him, his hands warm and strong against your shoulders. He drops to his knees, clawing at his head and letting out a heart wrenching scream. You feel suffocated within his presence.
“Make it stop! I just want to be free! I don’t want to hurt anyone!”
You jump, ignoring the handing in your ribcage, the twisting in your stomach and the cold sweat dripping down. Hongjoong, your ghost roommate, is alive. Your arms wrap around him, coughing when his elbow struck your chest but you held him. He burns inhumanly hot.
“It’s okay, Joongie. I’m right here. Be free.”
You didn’t know the implication of your statement, you didn’t know until Hongjoong looked at you with desperation, pain and guilt. But in that moment, he’s relieved and so are you. In an instant you feel bone chilling coldness seeping into you, so cold it burns. You hear shadows roaring and closing all around you, blood thick and pungent soaking your trousers, and coffins towering over you. Hongjoong starts to disappear, lighter and more translucent with each passing second.
“You must survive.”
Hongjoong’s parting word brings a specific memory. Those with potential are food for the living dead. The frantic rushing and jumping of shadows to feast, they were close enough for you to feel their teeth before you heard something shatter. The bell from the tower in the middle of the chime with intensity that rattles your teeth and eardrums.
Just like that the hidden hour ends. The twisted skyscraper disappears in a blink. The coffins towering over you turn into pedestrians, yelling and screaming at your state. You probably look similar to a notorious serial killer caught in the bloody act. In your arms is the cold body of Kim Hongjoong.
I must survive.
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parkjiminiemouse · 2 years
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Matthew
Inspired by the song Matthew by Hey Violet. Continuation of Hongjoong’s 3:27 timestamp 
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You'd hate to know the coffee shop you loved, it closed down And the cigarettes you smoked, yeah, they're more expensive now
You toyed with the strawberry cigarettes in your hand, lip quivering as the world seemed to slow. Nothing felt right, it hadn’t from the moment Hongjoong left your life with nothing but the smell of artificial strawberries and tobacco. What had you done wrong? 
But I would take a million changes if it meant that you could stay here Why is it the quiet that you left seems so loud?
“Y/N? Hey...are you okay?” The voice sounded muffled compared to the overwhelming memories the pink box of strawberry cigarettes brought you. Snapping your head up, you offer your friend a weak smile. You hadn’t been the same since he left and it was clear to those close to you. 
I don't know, I don't know Why, oh, why you left
Memories of him played in your mind over and over as you sat on your neatly made bed. Staring at your hands you absentmindedly listened to your friend babble on and on about this new guy they liked. You wish you were happy for them like they were happy for you when you met Hongjoong. You felt shitty, you should be happy for them but you couldn’t bring yourself to even fake a smile. 
I can feel, I can feel Feel it in my chest Oh, no Don't go
Playing with your hands you give your blind date the best smile you could muster. You were only here because your friend begged you to go with them on their double date. Your blind date tried to hold your hand and you allowed it. His hands were coarse and rough, a contrast to how Hongjoong’s felt. 
Everything, everything Everything you were Sown into my soul, every vein and every nerve
You still had polaroids of him taped to your wall. Tears blurred your vision as you buried your face into your pillow. Your sobs were muffled as you kicked and thrashed around. Why had he left you? Everything was going so well. You both had your futures planned out, why had he strayed from that plan? 
I wish I still knew what your voice sounded like We talked for hours about a hundred different things every night And isn't it so lonely how I just can't recall them now Even though it's all that I have left of you and I
You stared down at the broken CD in your garbage can. Tears streamed down your face as you covered your mouth. You had broken the CD he gave you on your first date out of rage when you first figured out he had left you. You regret that now, you can’t even recall what he sounded like. Your plans of the future out the window, the same window he used to leave your life. 
Oh, please Don't leave
If you would have known he would leave you that night, you would’ve begged him not to. Perhaps that’s why he didn’t tell you, he didn’t want you to beg him, or else he wouldn’t have been able to leave. Sometimes, you lay in bed at night and just stare at the ceiling. Your mind filled with memories of the two of you. Sometimes you even wonder what he was up to now, where he was and if he was happy now that he was away from this town, away from you. 
You slipped like sand through my fingertips Cause I'm thinking about, did I love you enough?
Yes, you fought with Hongjoong but you always made sure he knew you loved him deeply. He knew that right? Maybe he didn’t. He wouldn’t have left if he knew how broken you would end up. Would he? Did he even care? Of course, he did. It must’ve been something you did. You didn’t love him enough, you gave him your whole heart but it still wasn’t enough. 
And I know I couldn't save you from yourself But I hold you inside
He always ran away from things, you knew that. He ran away from his home, from school, and always ran to the same destination, you. He was scared of being alone in silence because it allowed him to think. You were always there to fill the void, to fill the silence and erase his toxic thoughts. You never once thought you would be one of the things he ran away from. 
Would you haunt me until the day I die?
Your goodbye letter could never capture how much pain Hongjoong had left you with but you felt that your family and friends at least deserved closure. Hongjoong hadn’t given you closure and you knew how that felt. How it felt to live in mystery and shame and you didn’t want your family and friends to feel that too. You addressed everyone you knew in that letter, everyone you ever loved and cared about was there. The last few pages were dedicated to the love of your life, the person you cherished the most. 
As you drove along the quiet roads that led away from your town you knew deep down that the thoughts of him would always haunt you even during your last moments of life. A pained smile makes its way onto your face as you lit your last strawberry cigarette. The smell you had come to love you also hated, it pained you. Glancing down at the passengers' seat you catch a glimpse of the polaroids you took with you and the only thing you could do was reminisce with that pained smile on your face and that strawberry cigarette in your mouth. 
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kisshwa · 15 days
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The house demands bf!ateez texts and putting them on a sex ban pls🥺
ask demand and you shall receive!
ATEEZ and PUTTING THEM ON A SEX BAN
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pairing: bf!ateez x reader
warnings: a few curse words; mentions of toys, gaslighting/manipulation (all jokes)
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thelargefrye · 2 months
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February Filth Fest : DAY TWO : CHEATING / CREAMPIE … mature one - shot
pairing : gangster!seongjoong x f!reader
genre : smut, high & low au, strangers to maybe lovers, pinch of angst if you squint
word count : 2.6k
warnings : language, cheating (your bf cheats on you so you cheat on him🤷‍♀️), so douche boyfriend, smoking, a little drinking, kind of fighting, little crying (but in a good way, promise)
smut warnings : unprotected sex, implied threesome, creampie, pet names (doll, princess)
honorary suffer tag : for my bestie braincell @sanjoongie
your boyfriend cheats on you, so you seek out the two most feared men in your district for revenge.
DAY ONE ↤ HiGH&LOW: MATZ ↦ DAY THREE
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"you want us to do what?" seonghwa's eyes feel like they are piercing through your body as he stares down at you, eyebrow raised. you obviously surprised him, but he's too calculated to actually show that surprise. he's a feared leader within the sword distract, he can't afford to act surprised.
"i want you guys to help me get revenge on my boyfriend," you repeat yourself, showing him and his partner, hongjoong, that you are dead serious.
"revenge?" hongjoong says as he stands up to move towards you. he bends down to where you're eye level, an evil smirk overtaking his face. it makes you consider whether you should have even come here, but you can't back out now. that bastard of a boyfriend needs to pay. "what kind of revenge are you looking for doll?"
"he's cheating on me," you say looking at hongjoong and its his turn to raise an eyebrow at you this time. hongjoong turns his head to look at seonghwa, the eldest of the two clenching jaw as he rolls his neck. his 'matz' tattoo proudly on display as he does so and you can't help but to lick your lips.
seonghwa exudes a display of power that you have never truly experienced before, and that's probably what makes him so feared among all the different gangs. which was exactly why you wanted him and hongjoong to help you with this revenge.
"cheating, huh?" seonghwa says, reaching into the inside of his jacket pocket and pulling a pack of cigarettes. he takes one out before slotting it between his lips and effortlessly lighting it with his lighter. you note the metal and detailed design on his lighter, custom made.
"and how would you want to get this revenge, doll?" hongjoong asks, grabbing your chin and making you turn your attention to him.
seonghwa blows out a puff of smoke from his lips the smile time you look at hongjoong with a grin of your own. "i'm glad you asked."
the music was loud as you walked through the club. so loud that you could feel the bass vibrating through your entire body. the lights of the club were flashing a mix of vibrant colors and you almost started to strain your eyes.
and not to mention how packed it was in here, you rarely went clubbing for this very reason of not being a huge fan of packed crowds of sweaty, drunk people. usually you would have had someone's elbow in your ribs, but tonight was different. people parted the way like you were royalty.
well... it wasn't because of you, but the one who had their arm draped over you. you were pulled closely in seonghwa's side, your body leaning into his. hongjoong was leading the two of you, a lot of people moving out of there way and you noticed a few odd looks some club-goers gave you.
which you honestly wouldn't blame them. you were wrapped around one of the most dangerous and feared men in the city and walking through a club with two of them. you would give yourself a weird look too. but you really, you didn't have time to think about these people. there was only one person who needed to see you.
your douche soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.
you soon found yourself in the vip section, looking down at the dance floor, your eyes scanning everywhere for your boyfriend. hongjoong came to stand next to you, arm around your shoulders as if he was also looking.
"do you see him?" he asks, and you're surprised you can hear him from how loud the music was.
"i don–
right as you're about to say no, that's when you spot him, wrapped around a girl as they grind against each other and it makes you cringe a little.
"right there! in the black button up," you say pointing at him and hongjoong lets out a chuckle as he pulls you against him.
"you could definitely do better than him, doll," he says. "the girl is pretty," he begins to add and you can't a wave of uneasiness crash over you, but before it could drag you under hongjoong adds, "but you're prettier. especially in this dress seonghwa picked out."
you turn to see him grinning at you and he cages you between the railing and himself. you run a hand down his chest, his bright orange fur coat standing out even against the flashing club lights. and you had to admit he was right, the sequin red dress that seonghwa picked out did not only make you look hot, but you felt like it too.
funny how these two men could make you feel something your boyfriend never could. your eyes flicker behind hongjoong to see seonghwa sitting on the leather seating, cigarette between his lips as he takes a long drag, his eyes locked on you and hongjoong. you felt a chill run down your spine and goosebumps cover your whole bond thanks to his stare alone.
"shall we go have fun now that we found him?" you ask hongjoong with a tilt of your head and hongjoong can't help but let out a small laugh.
"i knew there was a reason why i liked you, doll, that feistiness gets me going," he says, grin on his lips before he's leading you down the stairs.
like seonghwa, hongjoong was quick to drape his arm around you, showing you off as people parted for the two of you, mainly him. he lead the two of you over to the bar, the bartender immediately seeing hongjoong and coming over to get your orders. while you two waited, you looked around and spotted your boyfriend at the other end of the bar with some of his friends.
you felt an odd rage course through you knowing that he was having the time of his life partying, drinking, and cheating on you. while he thinks you're at home and waiting for him to return. you feel hongjoong's arm move from your shoulders to your waist. you turn away from looking at your boyfriend to hongjoong who's already grinning at you. he slides your drink over to before taking a sip of his own.
you quickly down your drink, "i have to use the bathroom," you say before slipping away from hongjoong; however, hongjoong stops you before you get too far away from him.
"go to seonghwa if i'm not here, okay?"
"okay," you say and he gives you a smile before letting you go and turning back to his drink while also ordering another from. and so you make your way to the bathroom.
when you exit the bathroom, you begin to make your way back to the bar, back to hongjoong, but before you could get too far you are stopped. a hand grabbing your wrist and a little too aggressively pulling you back. you let out a surprise yelp as you're turning around and coming face to face with your boyfriend.
"holy shit the guys were right," he says looking at you with surprise all over his face. "i didn't believe them and then i saw you at the bar with... with kim hongjoong. what are you even doing here?"
"what do you mean? am i not allowed to party like you?" you ask, pulling your wrist away from him, an eyebrow raised.
"that's not what i mean," he says, letting out an annoyed sound, "what are you doing here with some gangsters? everyone saw you came in draped around park seonghwa like you were his girl."
"because she is my girl, bastard," you see your boyfriend go pale at the voice behind him and you both look behind him to see seonghwa standing there with a bored expression.
"what are you talking about? i'm her boyfriend! not some thug like you!" your boyfriend says, trying his best to sound intimidating. however, it takes a lot more than a puffed chest to intimidate seonghwa.
"really?" seonghwa says with an annoyed laugh as he rolls his neck, his tattoo standing out boldly in the moment. "you claim to be her boyfriend, yet you're here with another woman instead of her. she's not yours anymore fucker, she's mine. princess," he says, now addressing you, "go get hongjoong. we're leaving."
you nod your head, but before you could get away your ex grabs you by the wrist, stopping. "you're not leaving with these punks until we ta–
he's cut off when seonghwa grabs himself by the collar and shoves him away from you. you notice a burning fire in his eyes as he stalks towards your ex who begins to back away scared by seonghwa. but then seonghwa stopped and turned towards you once more, "princess, go get hongjoong," he told you again and this time you went without anything stopping you.
"hongjoong, seonghwa wants to leave," you say, tugging on his orange fur coat. hongjoong sets his drink down before getting up and following you towards where you left seonghwa and your ex. you tell hongjoong what happened and you notice the grin the takes over his face.
seonghwa meets the two of you outside the club and you notice his knuckles are a little red and busted. however, you choose not to comment on them. instead you watch as he lights another cigarette, taking a drag before blowing the smoke out. his eyes look up to meet yours and can't help but feel something run through and straight to your core.
"your boyfriend is gonna get his shit out of your apartment tonight," seonghwa says as he guides you to get into the car – you honestly didn't notice the car too busy drooling over seonghwa.
"ex-boyfriend," you say, turning to him as you climb into the car and slide over for him to join you. hongjoong rounds the car and gets in on the other side of you. hongjoong says something to their driver before he leans back.
hongjoong wraps his arms around your waist, "i've never been more happy to hear that a word more in my life." seonghwa lets out a laugh at his partner's words. "now we can have you all to ourselves, right doll?"
"right."
you let out a moan, feeling your eyes rolling into the back of your skull as seonghwa pounded into you. you felt your thighs burn from how he has you folded in half and hands gripping the flesh of your thighs tightly. you're pretty sure he'll marks later, but you don't really care now nor will you later.
seonghwa also lets out a series of moans and a few stuttered curses as he continues to thrust into your pussy. his cock stretching your walls out and filling you up as his tip continuously hits your sweet spot. you sling your arm around his shoulder and neck as you let it run down his back, raking your nails down him as you do so.
you feel seonghwa's lip press against your neck leaving open mouth kisses before pulls away to lick up your neck before he's sucking on the skin.
"h-hwa," you moan out as seonghwa moves to sit up slightly in order to thrust harder into you. "fu-f-fuck! so good~"
"you really doing a number on our doll aren't you, hwa?" hongjoong from behind the two of you. hongjoong had fucked you first, cumming in, and kissing you until your lips bruised before he slipped out of you and off your bed to rest in the chair by your desk.
he had a cigarette between his lips when he came to stand behind seonghwa, promptly smacking his ass and making the elder of two turn and send a glare. hongjoong only laughed at his partner before grabbing seonghwa by the back of the neck and crashing their lips together.
even through the kiss, seonghwa's hips didn't falter as he kept a steady pace. when the two separated, seonghwa seemed to have gained some extra energy as he continued to drill into you. his thumb coming down to vigorously rub at your clit and you couldn't help the moans and whines that escaped you.
"f-fuck, you feel so good," he grunts out as he wraps his arms around your body and rolls the two of you over so you're now on top. you feel seonghwa's hand run through your hair before gripping it harshly and crashing your lips together. his tongue enters your mouth and you note it tastes like smoke and whatever drink he had at the club.
when he pulls away as you feel his hands roam over your body, groping different parts of you as he begins to harshly thrust into you from below at an almost unthinkable pace. to be honest you had never felt this pleasured before, your ex never making you feel the things both hongjoong and seonghwa have made you feel.
you can't but bury your face in his neck, tears welling up in your eyes at the overwhelming feelings that this man is making you feel.
"hm, do-does it feel g-good, princess?" seonghwa asks, feeling your walls clench around him. he voice becomes rather breathy, his thrust getting longer as he grabs your ass.
"s-so good," you say, voice shaking and you silently cry from how it all feels. and then like a wave pleasure washing over your body, you cum. you let out a loud moan-sob mixed with seonghwa's name and you also pumps his cum inside you.
your mind is fuzzy as you lay on top of seonghwa, both of you sweaty and out of breath. your body stuck to his thanks to the sweat and also how you don't have the energy to move.
you feel your bed dip next to you and seonghwa before a hand comes to rest on your back, running up and down before gently pulling you off and away from seonghwa. his cock falls out of you and you whine at the emptiness; however, hongjoong's hand comes down to spread your pussy lips apart and showing off your cum-filled cunt.
"god, look at pretty our doll's pussy is," hongjoong says pressing a kiss to your temple. you look to see seonghwa looking at the both of you with grin on face before he's sitting up and moving to sandwich you between himself and hongjoong.
"why are you crying princess?" seonghwa asks, hand coming up to brush the tears away. you won't lie, his softness surprises you. his eyes that are usually cold and hard are now soft and his voice is gentle in a way. soothing. you didn't even know you were fully crying.
"hmm?" hongjoong cranes his head to look at you, a pout now on his lips as he looks at you. "what's the matter doll?"
"i guess all the emotions from today and from my ex cheating on me has just finally hit me," you confess with a small laugh. "i had never felt so much pleasure before, so i guess it just overwhelmed me... in a good way."
"your ex never made you cum?" seonghwa asks, reaching over to grab a cigarette before lighting it. he rests next to you and hongjoong, against your headboard and smoking. you crawl a little bit away from hongjoong in order to sit at the end of your bed.
"figures," hongjoong says when seonghwa passes him the cigarette. "spineless fucker, imagine the poor girl who's stuck with him now."
you can't help but let out a laugh as you watch the two of the most feared men in your city share a cigarette and gossip between each other about you ex. it sure was a funny sight to see honestly.
you watch seonghwa talk a long drag before putting the cigarette out, "come here, princess. you don't have to worry about that bastard and his no pleasurable dick anymore."
you smile, nodding before crawling between the two men and immediately laying your head on seonghwa's chest as hongjoong hugs you from behind. "thank you, joongie, hwa."
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binniesbobastay · 1 year
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𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙
'late night'
Mingi x fem!reader
You try to maintain innocence when your boyfriend, Mingi, asks you to spend the night with him for the first time... but soon you can't help but lose control
A/n: Hi everyone! I hope you enjoy this, just wanted to let you all know that I might not be posting as much when school starts back up but I will try my best! Requests are open and highly encouraged right now! Don't forget to reblog/give feedback on this if you liked it! Hope everyone is well and happy new year! :)
Genre: Smut (18+, minors DNI), fluff
Warnings: Smut, mature content (minors DNI) pet names, handjob, fingering, squirting, protected sex, rough sex, slight degradation (not rlly), mature language
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You sighed as the silence of the dorm helped you relax. There was just something so calming about the place when everyone else had gone to bed, leaving you and Mingi alone to enjoy each other's company. That's exactly what you two were doing on this late Friday night as your boyfriend of a few months was fiddling with his phone on the couch across from you, waiting for you to finish the rest of the week's work on your laptop.
You can't help but crack a smile to yourself as you hear him let out a soft sigh of his own, impatience laced within it.
"So... how much longer do you have?" He finally asks. You do all you can to suppress a giggle as you shut your laptop, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion.
"I've been done for a while now, I just wanted to see how long you could go before asking." You snicker, proudly.
"Hey!" He cries out, jumping up from his spot and charging toward you. You quickly push your laptop to the side in order to save it from his oncoming attack.
"Mingi, no!" You laugh as he towers over you, fingers digging into your sides to tickle you.
"Sorry, but this is payback!" Suddenly, he picks you up and tosses you over his shoulder. You continue to giggle with what little air you have left in your lungs.
"Ha!" He shouts in triumph before tossing you down onto the couch he sat on before. He quickly scoots in beside you, trapping you within his broad embrace. You try to move in order to get yourself comfortable, but his hold only tightens around you.
"Mingi! Let me move!" You protest.
"No can do, doll." He says before planting a smooch on your forehead. But soon enough, he helps shift you around so that you're lying on top of him, head resting on his chest with a warm blanket over the two of you.
"What about now, is this better?" He asks, mischievously. You roll your eyes before perching yourself up to hover over his face.
"Yes," You respond, pressing your lips to his. "Thank you, Mings." He smiles at the nickname, cheeks forming a slightly pink tint as you lay your head back down on his chest.
Mingi briefly lets go of you to reach for the remote on the coffee table before putting on the show that the two of you have been watching. But between the sound of his heartbeat in your ear and his warmness surrounding you on this cold night, you're already being lulled to sleep.
"Want me to get some snacks or anything to drink, love?" He asks as the opening credits begin.
"Mm-mm," You hum, nuzzling your head further into him. "Don't go anywhere, please..." He chuckles, pulling up the blanket some more.
"So now you want me to stay?" He teases. You scoff in response, cocking your head up to peck his jawline before settling back into him again.
Just like that, you're out like a light and the next thing you know Mingi is gently shoving your shoulder to wake you.
"Babe? Hello? You still with me?" You fight the weight of your eyelids as you see the episode has already ended.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I fell asleep." You apologize, rubbing at your tired eyes.
"It's okay, baby." Mingi snickers, peppering kisses across your face to help you wake up. You giggle in response, moving off of him. You're about to get up off the couch to start packing your things so you can take a late cab home.
"Hey," Mingi suddenly says, prompting you to turn back around to face him. His eyes meet yours, holding words he hasn't yet spoken within them.
"What's up?" You ask him, concerned. He shifts around awkwardly, biting his lip before continuing.
"Do you want to... stay the night this time?" He asks, "I would just hate to make you go home so late... and with the weather like this, I mean everything's practically frozen over out there."
"Oh..." You say, not because you don't want to but because you had never spent a night with each other before. You'd shared many late nights at the dorm and so has he at your place, but the guest always ends up going home, even if it was at some ungodly hour.
"Would it be okay? I mean with the other boys here and everything..."
"Oh, yeah!" Mingi answers your question of concern. "Don't worry, they won't mind!"
For some reason, you're still not so sure. You love Mingi. He's the person that makes you feel safe and loved above everyone else. So why does this proposal make you so nervous? Maybe it's just because it's a first.
"Are you sure?" You ask, faintly. He smirks, shaking his head as he moves to be closer to you.
"Of course, I would love you to stay the night with me. I'm the one suggesting it!" He kisses your temple.
"It's completely up to you, my love." He insists before wrapping his arm around you, messaging his thumb into your shoulder. His words of assurance make you smile and lean into his touch.
"Okay, then it's fine with me!" You exclaim.
He makes sure the tv and lights are off as you gather all your things from the living room before following his lead down the hallway into his bedroom. He retrieves a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants of his for you to borrow before disappearing into his connected bathroom to give you some privacy. Even with him not in the room, you still can't help but blush as you change out of your clothes and into his. While you wait for him to come out, you make yourself comfortable under his blankets as you climb into his bed.
You begin to feel giddy when you take a breath and your senses flood with the smell of his cologne on the sheets. That's when the bathroom door opens, and you do a double take at the sight before you. Mingi's tall frame peaks out through the doorway. The only thing adorning his chest is a simple silver chain, which you recognize as your gift to him for your three-month anniversary. All that's left on display is his toned form, with gray sweats hanging loosely around his hips.
You're almost ashamed that the look of it all makes gulp as you begin to feel dizzy. And you're even more ashamed when you find yourself subconsciously pressing your thighs together. You pull the blanket up some more in hopes to hide your actions better, eyes never leaving him as he pulls his hair band back and shakes out his messy locks, slightly damp from having washed his face.
You try to muster up at least a little bit of composure as he looks over at you, smiling before climbing into his bed next to you.
"Are you comfortable enough?" He asks.
"Oh, yeah! This is perfect." You comment, trying to keep yourself together. Still, you can't stop your eyes from roaming his body, which Mingi finally picks up on. He smirks, resting a hand on your thigh over the blanket.
"Uh huh, anything else you see that you like?" Your cheeks flush and you playfully smack his shoulder.
"Shut up..." You grumble, burrowing yourself further into the covers. He chuckles, wrapping an arm around you to pull you into his chest. You grow even more flustered as you finally make contact with his smooth, warm skin.
"Sorry I'm not dressed more modestly, I don't meant to be so impolite with a lady over and everything," He winks at you. "But I can't sleep with much on."
You decide to test the waters, letting your hand splay out across his chest beside your head.
"When did I ever complain?" You ask, sheepishly. You tense up as he lets out a deep laugh at your response.
"Well, if it makes you feel better... I'm all yours to look at and touch as much as you want." His words, though intended to be lighthearted, send a chill down your spine. You let yourself relax and sink further into his bare chest as his arms wrap tightly around you once more, one rubbing soothing circles into your back while the other strokes your hair.
He puts on some dimer lighting before hitting play on a slow playlist.
"Goodnight, doll." He says, before kissing your forehead.
"Night..." You mumble. Mellowness overtakes every inch of your body... minus the growing heat in your core. It's what guides your eyes down to wander across his abs... traveling lower to his hips as you start to picture what they might look like rolling into yours. The image makes you squirm.
"You okay, love?" You hear Mingi's voice call in the faint darkness.
"Mingi..." You whimper, moving to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer to you. You press your lips against his a couple of times, with each kiss lingering more and more. He hums before pulling one of your legs over to the other side of him so that you're sitting in his lap, kisses becoming more passionate. You let your hands tangle in his hair as your lips continue to dance with his. He moans softly into you when your tongue slips into his mouth, and you start to grind against him.
"Mmm, slow down, baby." He mumbles into a kiss. Worry overtakes you as you pull away from him.
"I'm... I'm sorry. Did I do something wrong?" You ask, eyes widening.
"Shh, no baby. You're okay." He sits up more, leaving a soft peck on your lips to reassure you.
"I just want to make sure this is what you really want..." He asks, becoming a little flustered himself.
"I just don't want you to think this is the only reason I asked you to stay the night."
You smile at his concern. The two of you had yet to be intimate but you've talked about it before. Mingi told you he was most comfortable with letting you decide when the time was right because he didn't want you to feel like he was ever pressuring you into it. Although you hadn't pictured your first time with him being as spontaneous as this was, it still felt like the right moment. Everything just feels so perfect... being with him in his warm bed. You feel so close to him, yet you crave more.
"I know, Mingi. Don't worry, this is what I want..." You whisper, cupping his face in your hands. "I want you so bad right now."
He nods before letting you lean back in to kiss him again. His hands find their way to your hips, urging you to move against him. You both groan at the friction it makes, sending sparks of electricity between you. His hands start to travel lower, but before they reach their destination...
"Can I touch you here?" He asks, almost breathlessly. You smile as your heart swells at how careful he is being with you.
"Yes, Mings. You can touch me anywhere you'd like." He grabs a handful of your ass in his big palms, guiding your movements. Your hands begin to travel south as well, sweeping over his chest and down to his stomach. You snake one hand down in between your bodies, cupping him through his pants.
"Fuck, baby..." He sighs against your lips before moving his own down to your neck.
"Mmm, Mingi..." You call out as the warmth of his breath against your skin makes you grow even more sensitive. You pull his sweats down enough for his hard cock to spring out. The sight of it makes you bite down on your lip as you wrap your fingers around it. He moans, tossing his head back as you start to stroke him. You take the opportunity to leave a few little kisses on the underside of his jaw.
"You're so big, Mingi." You mumble as your kisses trail down his neck and onto his shoulder. You can't help but practically shudder at the feeling of him throbbing in your hand. The sight of his tip becoming redder and leaking more precum with every pump makes you even wetter. Mingi guides your chin up to face him, eyes meeting his already fucked out ones.
"You're so beautiful... touching me like this." You lean into his touch when he moves his hand to cup your cheek.
"And you're absolutely breathtaking, you know that?" You say, leaning in to kiss him once more. You watch his brow furrow as you pick up the pace, stroking him faster.
"Okay, doll..." He coos, grabbing your wrist to stop you. You pout, longing to finish him off. He smiles at your expression, placing a kiss upon your frown.
"I'm sorry, baby. I just don't want to cum yet," He says, giving you another kiss as he slides his pants back up. "I'd much rather do that while I'm inside you..."
He takes advantage of your state of shock at his words, gently grabbing your hips to turn you around.
"Your turn, doll." He spreads his legs so you can sit down in between them, your back pressed snuggly against his chest. You move to lift his sweatshirt up off of you, but he stops you again.
"No, keep it on," He gently commands. "You're gonna look so pretty in it when I make you cum..."
"Mingi!" Every time he speaks in his low voice it makes you squirm even more. He chuckles, running his hands soothingly up and down your sides.
"Be good for me, doll." He tells you, as he helps you out the sweats he gave you. You shiver as the chilly air in the room comes in contact with your skin, but Mingi quickly comes to your rescue, big, warm hands rubbing up your thighs, gently prying them apart. Your chest swells with anticipation as his fingers come closer to where you want them. You jump when he moves his head, so his lips are right by your ear and his hand rubs over your clothed cunt.
"Mmm, so wet. You soaked your pretty little panties, sweet girl." He comments, making you wriggle against his chest. He slowly slides your underwear down your legs, and you eagerly kick them to the side. You can hear the hitch in his breath when he finally sees your wet pussy waiting for him. You cry out into the dim night when you finally feel one of his slim fingers run up your folds, catching your clit.
"Ah, Mingi!" You whimper, letting your head fall back onto him. He wraps his other arm around your waist to secure you against him. He spends a few minutes exploring you, paying attention to what exactly gets you to whine for him, before he resorts to rubbing slow circles into your clit.
"Does that feel good, doll?" He asks, lips littering kisses behind your ear as he continues his ministrations.
"So good, Mingi. God..." You run your hand up his bicep of the arm wrapped around you. He goes back to spreading your wetness around, groaning at the sound it makes.
"Can I put my fingers inside, baby?" He asks. You buck into him, too needy to form speech.
"Use your words, doll..." He demands, a slightly stern tone in his voice.
"Yes, Mings. Please, I want it so bad." You plead, desperation being your only motivation to fulfill his request. With that, he's slipping a long finger past your entrance.
"Fuck!" You hiss. He fills you up all the way, the length of his digit fits like a glove inside of you. He takes the time to experiment more, curling his finger as he slides it in and out of you. All while your grip is tightening around his arm.
"M-more, please." You beg, looking up at him with doe eyes. He smiles, pressing his lips to your head as he grants you your wish. You moan his name when he slips another finger in, constantly prodding at the sweet spot within you. You start to feel the familiar knot form within the pit of your stomach.
"Mingi... I'm close." You warn. He nods before he starts to suck on your neck, bringing his hand wrapped around you to rub at your clit again.
"Yes, just like that!" You whine, hands moving to grip the sheets beside you.
"So beautiful, doll," Mingi coos. "You're doing so good for me." With a few more thrusts of his fingers and swipes to your clit, you come undone for him. You lean all of your weight back against him as pleasure completely washes over you. Mingi takes his fingers out of you, bringing them to his lips to clean them off as he continues to rub your clit to help you ride out your high.
As your orgasm finishes, he helps you move to lie back down. You feel his lips travel across every corner of your body, lifting you out of the daze he previously put you in.
"Mmm, I was right. You do look pretty when you cum in this." He teases, playing with the hem of his own sweatshirt on you. You giggle, pulling him down by his chain for a kiss. You moan when you taste yourself on him.
"Doing okay, baby doll?" He asks, a hand comes up to brush hair from your face as he supports his weight on the other.
"I'm amazing, Mings... you're amazing." You say, planting a peck on the tip of his nose. He scrunches up his face as he finally starts to lift his hoodie off of you.
"Only the best for you." He states as you sit up so he can finish taking it off of you. You can't help but blush under his dark gaze as he finally sees your fully bare form for the first time.
"So damn gorgeous..." He whispers, lips latching back onto your skin. You sigh, enjoying the warmth of his kiss. You arch your back when he suddenly attaches his mouth around one of your nipples.
"Mingi..." You whimper when his hand comes up to play with the other. You comb your fingers through his hair as he revels in the sweet taste of your skin. It all makes the neediness return to your core. You reach out toward the hem of his pants, tugging at them as a sign. He pulls away from your chest to look up at you.
"Are you ready, love?" He asks. You nod, frantically.
"Words..." He practically growls as his thumb comes up to swipe at your bottom lip.
"Please, Mingi..." You whine. "I need you to fuck me now." You watch him close his eyes, sighing as if your plead for him was a breath of fresh air. He climbs off the bed for a moment to reach into his drawer. He pulls out a condom, making sure to lock eyes with you as he tears it open with his teeth. He rolls his sweats all the way off this time, quickly sliding the condom down his length.
You spread your legs for him as he crawls back onto the bed, making him smirk. He takes his cock and runs it up and down your folds a few times, causing you both to hiss.
"Let me know if it's too much, doll." He requests with one last kiss to your lips. With that, he pushes into you.
"God, you feel so good, so tight, baby..." Mingi calls out in awe. You reach down to rub your clit to help ease the delicious stretch he gives you. He continues his kisses down your neck in order to further sooth you.
"Mingi... you can move now." You encourage him. He shivers as he pulls back out of you, the feeling of your wet walls protesting his leaving almost too much to bare. He pushes back into you, setting a steady pace. Your head falls back, completely lost in the way he fills you, leaves you empty, then fills you again. His head falls into the crook of your neck as he processes the same feeling. You rake your nails softly down his back as his cock finds your sweet spot, making your breath hitch.
"I can't believe you're mine... God, you're beautiful..." You kiss his shoulder as he rambles on sweet nothings in your ear. He's fucking you so good,,. but your mind begins to wander off to darker thoughts and desires.
"Mingi... do you want to be a little more rough with me?" He doesn't still, but he slows a bit as he reflects on what you had just asked of him.
"Do you want that?" He asks. You nod but then remember he likes words.
"Yes, Mingi... give it to me. I want everything you have in you." Your words ring clear as you look directly into his eyes. You try your best to hide the chill you get as lust fully takes over his dark orbs. He quickens his pace, leaning down to kiss you more harshly this time. You groan as he rails into you, taking your bottom lip in between his teeth. Suddenly, he pulls out of you all together.
"Turn around, doll." You don't think twice before getting on your hands and knees for him. He lets out a deep growl at the sight of your ass sticking up in the air for him. You yelp in delight as his large hand lands a hard slap on it. He quickly enters you again, gripping your hips as he returns to his harsher pace.
"Such a good girl, letting me fuck you like this. God, I love this ass..." He rants, spanking you again. Your eyes roll back as he pounds into your sweet spot over and over again, head planting into the sheets.
"Fuck, Mingi! Right there!" You shout as a more intense feeling builds up in your core. Suddenly, his hand wraps around your face to cover your mouth. It's unexpected, but it turns you on, even more, when you hear your own muffled moans. That and the sound of his skin slapping against yours sends you teetering over the edge, and you spray your release this time all over the bed.
"Oh fuck! Baby doll that's so hot..." Mingi groans, leaning down to plant hot kisses across your spine. You feel the vibration of his voice against your body as he moans at his release. He cums into the condom inside of you, making sure you're settled down on the bed before pulling out of you. He collapses down beside you after discarding the condom and you roll on your side to face him. He smiles at you, pulling you into a sweet kiss, contrasting with his previous rough nature.
"So that's what you're into?" He asks, teasingly. You blush, tucking your face into the crook of his neck.
"Maybe a little... but every single thing about this night was amazing." You tell him.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, angel." He says, kissing you. "Cause we'll be doing it a lot more often from now on."
You both move to lay back under to covers and he pulls you back into his chest. You spend the rest of the restless night talking about anything under the sky.
"Oh... by the way, I'm just curious," You begin. "Why did you cover my mouth at the last second?"
"Oh well, it had finally occurred to me... that we are in fact in a dorm with other people sleeping in it." He admitted. Your eyes widen in horror as the realization hits you as well.
"Breakfast might not be the most fun... but I think it was worth it." Mingi teases one final time before kissing your forehead.
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planet-dusk · 7 months
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Ghost!pirate!hongjoong who follows you around after you visited the museum his ship wreck ruins were being displayed at. He just follows you around and helps you when you need to, gets inside your dreams and eats you out till you have to get up but sometimes tells you stories about his crew and old times, who also really dislikes your bff who he sees as someone he should get rid off bc he just looks at you in a irritating way
He is just trying to protect you, dont try to stop him, you wont be able to anyways
🏷️ kim hongjoong x fem!reader. cw ; yandere!hongjoong, ghost!hongjoong, dub/noncon, somnophilia, oral (f), fingering, edging, possessive and other toxic yandere behavior ( 470 w. )
minors dni. for mature audiences only !
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you're not sure where the pirate who keeps showing up in your dreams came from, but on some days you swear he almost feels real. you've got used to his presence (sometimes even looking forward to it) but even after all those months there's something about his lazy, calculating smile that makes your blood run cold.
at night you wake with his dark head of hair between your legs, tongue already parting your folds and your slick dripping down his chin. he never does anything more than that: eats you out until your legs are shaking, then disappears into thin air, leaving you aching and empty. no matter how much you beg his shining eyes never change, never give in.
you like the tales about his old crew (where are they now? he doesn't tell and you don't dare ask), and the way his face lights up when he talks about his members almost makes him look human. 8 makes one team. the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. stories from another time, so vivid it's as if you're there with them. it's easy to get lost in him. you're going out less often these days, heading home after work as soon as you can because you know he might be waiting for you. his visits aren't limited to the nights any more, even though he's unreliable and flaky; sometimes he doesn't show up for days at a time, sometimes he stays with you for hours.
it only makes you more eager to stay home and wait for him. what if you go out and miss him? he might get angry again, it wouldn't be the first time, waking you with his fingers deep inside your cunt for seven nights straight — and removing them right before you could reach your peak. every time you fell asleep he'd wake you up, turning you into a begging mess. the dark circles under your eyes grew with each passing night. there was no point in fighting him; he'd pinned your hands above your head when you'd tried to relieve yourself, surprising strength in such a lithe body.
and on the seventh night, when he was finally satisfied with your sobs, he'd kissed you for the first time and told you the salt on your cheeks reminded him of the sea, his first love. he'd never thought he'd find someone as pretty as her until fate had brought you together.
"you're mine, and mine alone. don't you ever forget it." he'd reinforced his words by finally, finally letting the waves of sweet bliss overtake you.
slowly, hongjoong draws you away from your coworkers. your friends. your family. even your best friend. the only thing on your mind is him, the only one you need in life: your captain.
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atinycafe · 9 months
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COMMON MASTERLIST — ateez blurbs
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collection of my blurbs under the cut ٩(๑ `︿´๑)۶
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- longing for your owners!ot8!ateez, who had left hybrid!you alone at home, you reach for the phone seeking comfort. - hyungline!ateez headcanons about the first time u meet them - atz headcanons about reader being unusually silent when drunk - atz headcanons about reader hugging a pillow 2 sleep - atz headcanons about making out with them on a chase atlantic beat - atz headcanons on them using "tiny" during sex [nsfw]
ddeonghwa
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- biker!seonghwa vs bimbo!reader [suggestive] - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help)
joongi
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- a long-awaited reunion in hongjoong's creative studio leads to soft moment - hurt 2 comfort with hongjoong [light angst] - hongjoong and your first subdrop [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - primal play with predator!joong [nsfw] - soft sex w joong [nsfw]
yunni
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- during a late-night math session, you're visited by spiderman!yunho - bf!yunhwa help you in this heat (yunho acc doesn't help) - yunho fucks your nightmare away [nsfw] - choking kink w yunho [nsfw] - some boxer!yunho timestamps
hehetmon
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- you admit something to vampire!yeosang [suggestive] - prince!yeosang rubs oil in your hair (cuz he loves brown girls) - yeosang and his oral fixation aka he loves boobies [nsfw]
sanni
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- babying and doing san's eyebrows - ceo!san leaves u alone in ur bed 4 a meeting - sangi taking care of sick you - phone sex with daddy!san [nsfw] - pregnant reader faints [slight angst] - emperor!san x empress!reader
mangi
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- mingi taking care of drunk you - sangi taking care of sick you (i have a thing 4 mingi taking care of me and i think it shows) - roommate!mingi is a big pervert [nsfw]
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- wooyoung playfully interrupts your asmr session, expressing his jealousy in a dramatic yet affectionate manner. - hybrid!wooyo plays a little game with you in your bathtub [nsfw] - overstimulation w meandom!woo [nsfw] - shopping spree with dilf!woojoong - zombie au
jjong
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- exbf!jongho misses u but u... miss him too? - jongho teases u
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myloveforyunho · 4 months
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piercings they’d get | ateez
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♪ song of the chapter
pairing: ateez x fem!reader
⊹ author’s note; sexual mentions. i need to see hongjoong with snake bites aghhh! i have snake bites & i love them ^-^
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‧₊˚ ⋅ seonghwa ;
as for seonghwa, honestly i couldn't see him getting any piercings. if he were to however, he'd get the smallest stud possible on the side of his nose. but that is a big fat maybe.
he'd most likely be really sqeamish when it comes to needles, and would always try his best to watch you get your piercings; but he just couldn't...
"aishhhh.. how am i reacting worse than you and you're the one getting a needle put through your lips?" he says as he puts his hands over his ears & turns away, squeezing his eyes shut.
‧₊˚ ⋅ hongjoong ;
as hongjoong already has many piercings, i could see this man going further past his ear piercings. i can see hongjoong getting snake bite piercings, the ones with silver hoops on each side.
ever since the day he tried on fake hoop lip piercings, he fell in love. he had a feeling they’d appear more pretty once they’re actually pierced. the only thing he was worried about was your approval. this kept running thru his mind, all day, all night.
“jagiya…” hongjoong poked at your cheek.
“hmmmm??????… didn’t you just say you were going to sleep?” you asked tiredly, more or so confused; as both of you have had the light off to go to sleep for a good 30 minutes now.
“yes but i can’t sleep.. i have a question too!” hongjoong says excitedly putting his finger up in the air.
“yes baby” you giggle.
“you know… would you still find me attractive if i got snake bites?” hongjoong ponders, looking at you with straight boba eyes.
“i would find you attractive no matter what.” you spoke with the most serious tone possible, stroking his hair out of his face.
“and you’d love me the exact same?” he asks again, stroking your face now.
“yes baby i really would!” you can’t help but blush at this adorable moment.
“okay. just a thought!” he spoke as he grabbed you as if you were a body pillow, wrapping his arms around you.
“joong! can’t breathe!” you laugh desperately. the only way you would be allowed out of this contraption would be if you tickled him. and that is exactly why you’ve been in a tickle-turned-pillow fight with hongjoong.
‧₊˚ ⋅ yunho ;
yunho would be so excited to get piercings, and would talk about them non-stop until the day finally came. he chickened out and decided on a smaller piercing rather than all the exquisite ones he had chosen prior.
he had decided to get a cheekbone piercing, also known as an anti-eyebrow piercing. he’s sitting in the waiting room chair, shaking his legs looking nervous. but he also for some reason looked quite smily and excited.
he literally looked like a kid in a doctors office, nervous to get their shots, but also excited there’s going to be a lollipop reward afterwards. he looks at you with curious eyes, looking side to side, all around, moving in every way possible. by now, he’s using his nails to viscously tap on the magazine he has now gotten ahold of. this was bothering you.
“yunho you good?!???” you ask while grabbing the magazine from him.
“oh yea i am! why?” he genuinely asks.
“are we gonna act like you haven’t been fidgeting the entire time we’ve been sitting down?” you give the most taken back look. he looks around then grabs your hand.
“i really don’t think i can do this-“ he says, but is cut off by the piercer summoning him.
“babe you got this.” you nod at him, and immediately reach for your phone. he quite literally looks like a kid being sent to their first day of kindergarten. they have absolutely no idea why you’re not going with him.
“wait NO? you’re not going with me?” yunho asks while pushing past the piercer a bit. the piercer stops to look at you with a “can we get going” type of look. you genuinely weren’t sure if you were allowed in there, the piercing room seemed rather small.
a bunch of “stop flexing your cheek muscles” later, yunho finally got his piercing. he genuinely couldn’t stop giggling whenever he looked at your face. he couldn’t take shit seriously.
he was pretty much quiet afterwards, think it hurt him more than he showed. all of a sudden on your walk home in the autumn leaves, he starts to get smitten all of a sudden. you glance at him and glance back fast after seeing him smiling to himself. he starts bursting out laughing.
“what’s wrong?!?!?” you ask with a smirk.
“i wish you could’ve seen your face when the needle went thru my cheek” yunho says trying not to smile, yelling out the most monotonous “ow”. this caused you to hysterically laugh. you & yunho decided to stop by a local cafe.
you both sat down, ordering a pumpkin spice latte since it was within the first weeks of fall, you & yunho’s favorite season in korea.
“do you like it?” yunho points at his swollen but dazzling cheek.
“ofcourse, love. the gem matches the gleam in your eye perfectly” you say while booping his nose. he almost chokes on his latte he was sipping on due to how flustered you continuously made him.
‧₊˚ ⋅ yeosang ;
you've never seen yeosang as the type to want any piercings as he mentioned to you prior that he “likes the look of an Innocent face”. one day, you seen him sticking his tongue out repeatedly in the mirror, curious of course, you begin to question.
“watchu doing handsome?” you hug yeosang from behind.
“haiii jagiya you startled me” he turns around to peck you on the cheek. he continues to look in the mirror, then walk away.
“yeosang? did you hear me?” you went to poke yeosangs sides to tickle him.
“ahhhh i don’t know if i wanna talk about it.. the idea sounds stupid & i wouldn’t be able to eat or.. talk maybe…” yeosang says coyly. there was absolutely nothing you could think of in that moment that would correlate to what he was talking about, except for cosmetic surgery.
“baby… you know you’re perfect the way you are right? on the inside out… now i don’t know what you’re talking about but you genuinely don’t need any procedures…” you said, holding his face close to yours.
“huhh??? baby no!!! i’m saying- no!” he breaks out in a fit of giggles. you’re confused tho and just decide to smile in return…
“i don’t feel as nervous to tell you about this now but… i kinda want? a tongue piercing?” he asks questionably while looking into the air imagining what it’d look like on him.
an immediate rush of butterflies make their way to your stomach. yeosang had mentioned this to you a few times before, and most of the time it was during your dessert sessions.
yeosang told you that he would get a tongue piercing just so you could feel that little cold ball of metal while he was eating you out, so ofcourse this was immediately what came to mind.
“oh yes… please get it!” you said, hopping on his lap. he didn’t take that lightly tho, flipping you over so he could be on top. he grabbed your chin and used his other hand to trail it down your body.
“i have a feeling that i know why you’re so excited, hm?” he whispered while hovering his lips over yours. you licked your lips and went to bite his bottom lip, wanting to see how far this would go.
“you put it in my head first, you’re gonna make me go crazy yeosang.”
‧₊˚ ⋅ san ;
san told you he wanted many many piercings, thinking he was joking ofcourse, no.. he genuinely wanted them. you were in the piercing store when he asked you about your thoughts, and how much a nipple piercing would hurt.
stunned, you began to speed run through questions on how he stumbled upon this idea. before you know it you turned around to see san already signing the piercing waver. he had already placed his black card in the piercers hand as she was printing out a receipt.
“san?!?! ooooo this is gonna be fun.” you say, anticipating his pain tolerance is very low.
“i’m telling you, this is gonna be so good. it’s gonna feel so nice when you’re licking on me too, huh, jagiya?” san speaks lowly in your ear, making you physically shutter. he chuckles and gets up, the male piercer calling his name already.
“you coming??” looking at you expectedly, reaching his hand out to you.
“not quite yet…” san chuckles at your witty response, jogging to grab his hand.
you made eye contact with him the entire time he was getting them pierced, winking at you after he got each pierced. it was so crazy to see san react so faintly, the elder man stepping back slightly to look at his face as he was also surprised.
“when can my girlfriend play with them?” san looked down at his piercings, making an air gesture of flicking them.
“san!” flinching at his comment laced with confidence.
‧₊˚ ⋅ mingi ;
mingi came home one day repeatedly touching his eyelid, until you realized he had something adorning his eyebrow space. you could tell he was looking for your approval due to the way he'd press on it and side eye you.
“did you actually go through with it?" you tilted your head to the side as you held your fork up in the air.
"yea uh... no i didn't" he said with a pout.
"they're gems with a little bit of eyelash glue.. but i promised our design team that I'd actually get the piercing before concept photos… in which didn't..." he trails on scratching his newly bleached hair. you look at him with raised brows as if giving him the hint to continue speaking.
"i'm just gonna pull a jungkook and eventually get a real piercing.." he says while folding his arms and sitting back in his dining room chair.
"let's go right now then?" you say as you start to get up and put your slice of tiramisu in the fridge.
"wait what??? huh?? It's like 12am...?" he says as he gets up trying to stop you from putting your hair in a clip, preparing yourself to be seen by the late city scene.
"i'm sure something’s open? what about that one 24 hour tattoo shop near the pho place in daegu?" you say as you start to put on a long sleeve sweater your dear friend seungmin bought for you.
”okay but... my whole thing is.... i can't even handle when the makeup artists pluck my eyebrows... how would this even be handled by me?" he says as he genuinely tries to look into your eyes, you avoiding his eyes in case you may pity him.
“then get your nipples pierced and see how that feels." you say with a straight face, looking down at your pierced left nipple.
that piercing oh so painful to the very point of not being able to get the second one done. he huffs and puffs as he rubs his eyes in defeat.
"you're coddling me when get home swear, y/n..." he slumps, following you out the door.
‧₊˚ ⋅ wooyoung ; 
he was worried that he was going to get a piercing that would look too masculine, so what did this man do? he got a belly button piercing.
“can i? should i? i don’t know…” he says as he looks at his stomach.
“you know what… like…. i don’t know…” he says, interrupting you before you could even speak.
“i think it would look really nice wooyoung” you smile as he turns around in shock, his little pony tail so so cute. he recently dyed the under side of his hair blonde, and you couldn’t get over how handsome he was.
“i thought you would’ve shamed my idea like san did..” he said as he took a breath of air.
“no i think it matches you very well actually” you say as you think about how his oh-so toned stomach would be so beautiful adorned with a charm.
he bites his lip as he turns around, leaning in to give you a slow passionate kiss. he looks at you with the most passionate eyes, caressing your face with the back of his hand. he looks so handsome, as if he was sculpted perfectly.
you grab him by the back of the neck, pulling him back in for another kiss. you pull him to the bed by his tie, crawling on top of his lap. finally. you’re confident enough to take initiative.
“you’re getting brave aren’t you??” he looks up at you with lidded eyes and a slack jaw.
he picks you up by your hips, and flips you on the bed as he starts to kiss your neck. suddenly his phone started to ring, and the contact name “sannie” popped up on his screen. he looked at the factetime call and shook his head, and went back to kiss your neck.
“you know what happened last time you didn’t answer the phone wooyoung..” you said as you pushed his shoulders lightly. he let out the biggest sigh and combed his hair back fast with his fingers. he hurriedly reached for his phone and pointed the phone towards himself.
“what sannie? i’m in the middle of something serious right now…” wooyoung says out of breath, fixing the buldge in his pants lightly & giving you a side eye while lightly smirking. you laugh and hide your face in your hands as you kicked your legs to sit up straight. san set up his phone on the bathroom counter, and walked backwards to lift his shirt up and smirk at the camera.
“you.. you fucker!!!!” wooyoung says as he laughs and runs to show you. on sans very muscly stomach, is a beautiful silver gem pierced into his belly button.
“wait what?” you say as you laugh and hide your face in your hands, not being able to handle how much serotonin has been released in your body within the past 5 minutes.
“didn’t you?!? DIDNT YOU JUST??? WERENT U SAYING THAT BELLY BUTTON PIERCINGS WERE UGLY?!?” wooyoung laughs as he holds his phone closer to his face to get a better look.
“yea because you were gonna get it done!!! i didn’t mean on me” san says as he picks up the phone again. he holds the phone close to his face and smirks.
“byeeeeeeee byeeee especially you y/n” san winks, and hangs up the phone quickly.
‧₊˚ ⋅ jongho ;
jongho seems like the type to be pestering you about when you both are going to finally get your ears pierced, only to freak out when the moment arrives.
you and jongho had scheduled to get your ears pierced during your japan trip for your anniversary. on the day of your anniversary, you had decided to get the very piercing you were anticipating, which made jongho the happiest boba ball on the planet.
freshly out of your favorite restaurant in tokyo, you guys went to a local piercer who kq personally trusted to protect you & jongho’s privacy among other requests. jongho couldn’t stop being a jolly happy human, jumping around and smiling his biggest smile.
“ahhhahahaha” jongho jumped up and down, too happy for your concern.
“i’m so excited ahhhh!!!” you yelled back at him, seeing an older woman side eyeing you both in your peripheral vision.
“y/n/n & jongho?” a bright hair colored woman announced in a japanese accent.
“you gave them my nickname?” you giggled while holding jongho’s hand. he smiles a nervous smile back at you.
“okay so who is going first?” the woman asks, struggling to speak in english to you both. jongho responds back to her in japanese, saying that he speaks japanese & not to worry. jongho also said something else in japanese, you looking between the both confused.. but just happy to be there.
“the pretty lady first then!!” she says, grabbing your hand and bringing you to the piercing chair.
“wait???!? what??? me??? why?!?! weren’t you- weren’t you the one excited to go? the most excited in fact???” you hesitate to get in the chair while you look at jongho, jongho trying not to make eye contact with you and just smiling to himself.
“3! 2! 1!” the woman counted down, piercing your ears with ease, jongho turning away after seeing the needle go through your first ear.
honestly it wasn’t as bad as you thought, and you cheerfully get up to walk to jongho.
“okay let’s go!” jongho says fast, turning the other way to walk out of the piercers area.
“huh???? what do you mean??? aren’t you.. aren’t you getting a piercing too? didn’t we plan this a long ass time ago?” you stare confused between the piercer and your scared boyfriend.
“yeah. i can’t do that.” jongho waves his hand at you and the piercer, a nervous smile adorning his face.
“that’s not fair.. what?” you frown, mood suddenly coming to a halt.
“i have a fear of needles..!!” jongho says to you, going to hold your hand.
“when??? since when?? when has that been a thing with you?? you’re not scared of anything i thought?” you ask confused as all literal hell.
“since now!!! let’s go!” jongho gives you a bear hug, kissing your forehead and dragging you out of the piercer area.
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cherryxsang · 1 year
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♡ 𝒻𝑒𝒷𝓇𝓊𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉 ⊹˚.⋆
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1. hate sex / spit kink ➳ mingi
2. somnophilia ➳ seonghwa
3. uniform kink ➳ san
4. public sex / feminization ➳ wooyoung
5. dacryphilia ➳ hongjoong
6. auralism ➳ yeosang (skipped for now)
7. aphrodisiacs / overstimulation ➳ jongho
8. degradation ➳ yunho (skipped for now)
9. oral fixation ➳ san
10. threesome / ritual sex ➳ mingi & wooyoung
11. impregnation kink ➳ seonghwa x hongjoong
12. nipple play ➳ yeosang
13. mirror sex / edging ➳ yunho (skipped for now)
14. food play / dom/sub / roleplay ➳ seonghwa (skipped for now)
15. size kink ➳ mingi (skipped for now)
16. sadism ➳ jongho
17. daddy kink / praise kink ➳ hongjoong (skipped for now)
18. femdom ➳ wooyoung
19. double penetration ➳ san & yeosang
20. deep throat / collaring ➳ san
21. voyeurism ➳ hongjoong (feat. jongho)
22. masturbation ➳ yeosang
23. cheating / creampie ➳ mingi
24. pegging ➳ seonghwa
25. manhandling / strength kink ➳ jongho
26. omegaverse / vampire au ➳ yunho
27. furry / hybrid au ➳ yunho x wooyoung
28. mommy kink / breath play ➳ yeosang
♡ ⊹˚.⋆ ♡ ⊹˚.⋆ ♡ ⊹˚.⋆
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theaufanartist · 4 months
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“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸?”𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.
“𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴?”
“𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵?”
“𝘞𝘩𝘺?”
“𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦,”𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, “𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬?”
Jeong Yunho🏝️
Trips to the beach have always been impromptu. But that gloomy day, it looked like fate had different plans for you.
“Come back here,”you hear Joong yell after you and Woo ran towards the sea, afraid y’all will cause havoc in his peaceful day out. You kept running farther and farther, till Woo follows behind you and picks you up from behind and threatens to toss you in the sea. You bite his arm, making him screech, and run towards Joong, who was just trying to stay away from the noisy lot of you. You had a dry spell in relationships for quite some time, and while you were enjoying being single, seeing couples made you yearn a sense of closeness with someone, other than your friends. While your friends were talking amongst themselves, you saw a tall guy standing next to the shore, his back towards you, but even from afar, you could tell he was gorgeous. His brown hair was rustled by the wind, and he looked peaceful. Like, he has never been at peace before. There was this weird surge of energy in you, because beach was your therapy, and you kept yelling him to come to you, even though you knew he couldn’t hear you.
“He won’t be able to hear you from here, you buffoon,”Joong said, making Woo laugh.
“Hey, its better he doesn’t know,”you say, making him roll his eyes at you, “he looks so pretty though.”
“Do you want me to go upto him and talk you up?”Woo says, making your eyes widen, “you know I can do that right?”
“But, you wouldn’t do that, right?”Joong asks, making Woo smile, “she doesn’t need that now.”
“What? She has a dry spell, and he’s beautiful-they might as well talk and fuck-hey, ow! What’s wrong with you!?!”
“Why would I fuck a guy I just met, you little shit?”you asked, threatening to bite him.
“You need to get laid, man,”he says, laughing as you pour sand over his arms and legs and t shirt pocket.
“I don’t need to fuck, I just need,”you say, sitting down next to him, “I don’t know what I need right now, you know.”
Joong wraps an arm around your shoulder, and pulls you closer to him.
“It’s fine if you don’t know what you need. But, we’ll be here for you to figure things out, okay?”he consoles, patting your head.
“Thanks mom,”you tease him, and he pushes you towards Woo, flipping you off. The weather began to get gloomy, and it looked like it would rain. Your gaze kept moving over to the guy you saw a while ago, rooted in the same spot. Your stream of thoughts were broken up by Joong who wanted to leave, because it looked like it would rain. As y’all were preparing to leave, you could hear Woo yell over to your side, and this time, he wasn’t alone. You saw the most insanely gorgeous man you have been eyeing from the sideline, wave over at you, and stood besides him was your best friend, smiling sneakily at you. You were awestruck to the finest, embarrassment creeping slowly on your face. Woo skip runs towards you, winking as he follows Joong, and sits away, after persuading Joong to stay for a while more. You close your eyes, trying to calm yourself down. You lift your head and look towards the gorgeous guy, who was now staring at the sea again. You muster up the remaining courage you had for the day, and walk towards the guy, who now tilted his head to look over at you and smile.
“Uhm, hey, sorry for my friend but the way,” you say, making him look over at you and smile. You realised that he looks more cute than being hot., “I mean, you’re really gorgeous,” those words came out of your mouth way before you could stop yourself. He was really a stunner, and maybe he already knew it, and you didn’t have to tell him that. He laughed, and it was a really, really nice sound for you to hear, apart from the sullen waves crashing against the shore, drowning your feet in the coolness.
“You’re cute,”he says, clearly audible for you, making your nose turn pink, and your cheeks a little hotter, “are you studying somewhere around here?”
“Yeah, I do,”you say, sharing your University name, “what about you?”
“I work in Seoul, but I come here to visit my grandparents and my friends,”he says, “so tell me, are you into football?”
“Hmm, not really,”you laugh, as he waves at you in a dismissal way, offended, “if I ask you if you’re into Elizabeth Grant, will you say yes?”
He looks at you and smirks, coming closer and standing next to you.
“If I say ‘yes’, will you like football?”
“Well, depends, I might like the players, not the game,”you say, making him snort.
“Well, then I like the singer, not the songs,”he said, making you raise an eyebrow at him. He looked like he realised what he said, “except for Blue Jeans.”
“Except for Neymar,”you said, making him smirk. You liked seeing him. You liked seeing his eyes twinkle everytime he looked over at the sea. You liked seeing him. You liked seeing him. You liked seeing-
“I’m 24 years old. How old are you?”
“Guess?”
He looks at your face long enough to probably end up guessing the wrong age.
And, he did.
“19?”
You laughed at it, because it wasn’t the first time someone thought you were that young.
“Hell no, a little older than that,”you add, making him stare at you intently.
“22?”
“Nope,”
“26?”
“Hey! I’m not that old!”
“So, high or low?”
“Lower,”
“24?”
“No,”
“21?”
“Higher-you know what, I’ll tell. I’m 23.”
“Damn, that was the only one remaining,”he says, seemingly annoyed by himself, making you laugh at him. You end up subconsciously staring at him, wondering how his eyes matched the colour of your favourite caffeinated drink-
“You like staring, don’t you?”he asked, a glint of mischief in his eyes. You immediately look away, trying to not turn into a tomato, “you’re a shy person. It’s cute.”
Before you could say something, you saw him, and forgot what you were supposed to say. He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to counter attack, but nothing. He smiled at you.
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“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸?”𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.
“𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴?”
“𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵?”
“𝘞𝘩𝘺?”
“𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦,”𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, “𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬?”
“I may be free,”you said, looking at the sea, “maybe.”
“You said ‘may’. So, you might be free?”he asks, looking at you, “your friend asked me if I was single. I said yes, and I wondered who he was asking for, because it clearly didn’t look like it was for himself. When he pointed at you, the first thought I had was, ‘wow, she’s really pretty’.”
You wanted to say something, but you didn’t-because you didn’t have anything to say.
“So, tomorrow?”
“I guess so,”you say, making him smile, “not for too long.”
“Not more than 10 seconds,”he says, winking at you. You couldn’t hide your smile, neither what you were feeling at the moment-it was new, and you knew it was different.
“Instagram?”he asked, before you gave him yours. He looked at you, and acted like he’d throw your phone in the sea, but gave it to you.
“Well, I am a nice person, who wouldn’t have deserved her phone thrown, nor push you in the sea to retrieve it, because she can’t swim,”you said, checking out his profile.
“How do I know that you’re a nice person?”
“Maybe, spend some time with me and find out,”you said, as a matter of fact. He looked at you, surprise flickering in those brown eyes. You immediately looked down, your bangs covering your closed eyes, trying to keep in the cringe your body felt.
“Well, don’t be too shy around me,”he said, as you felt his voice getting closer to your ear, “I don’t bite.”
You looked up at him. His eyes were boring into yours, and that was when your eyes drifted to his lips, the first time ever since you both started talking. You couldn’t help but think how it would feel against your lips-
“Well, I have to leave now, but we’ll discuss the rest on text?”he says, looking at you expectantly. You nod your head at him, not believing what you were thinking.
“Sure thing,”you say, smiling at him, “see you tomorrow.”
He smiles at you, then looks over at your friends, who were busy in their own world.
“Are they alright?”he asks, sounding concerned and weirded out. You look over at them, wondering why he asked. Woo kept running around, while Joong chased him with sand in his cap, trying to aim at him. You smacked your lips, and wondered how to explain the actions of a 24 year old and a 25 year old person.
“They’ll be fine,”you said, “they’re crazy lol.”
“I can see the shortie being very…angry,”he says, making you snort, “well, I’ll see you tomorrow. And tell your friends I said hello.”
“Will do,”you say, “see you tomorrow.”
As you walk back to your crackhead friends, who now knew that you had a date, you really weren’t thinking about anything but those eyes you seemed to have lost yourself for the past one hour, the butterflies in your tummy going wild with anticipation with the hope that maybe Yunho wouldn’t disappoint you like other men did.
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12:45 — i'm sure that we could find something for you to do on stage, maybe shake a tambourine or when i sing, you sing harmonies | twin size mattress by the front bottoms
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you were invited to watch your boyfriend and his group practice their dance for youtube, which they'll then post. luckily enough, he reassured you that the camera is angled only towards them and behind the camera would not be visible.
and you felt secure back there. it was obvious sitting in the back of the room was a safe space for both you and the staff.
and as soon as it finished, you ran off to hug your sweaty boyfriend, who used the skull decorated cane to hold himself up. he chuckled softly to himself, holding you close to his chest, wiping the sweat with the back of his hand.
"you know," he whispered softly in your ear, "i could get used to this." he smiled to himself, "how would you feel if i tried to get you a job in our management?"
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