#hongseok x y/n

[jinkoh]

love letters

Hongseok x reader

Tags: light angst, hurt/comfort, g/n reader, established relationship, implied mental illness, domestic fluff

word count: ~1,5k

@seohotonin requested Hongseok with prompt 33 from this post: The way you said "I love you"— On a post-it note.

a/n: I felt like maybe we could all use some comfort in these trying times 🥲

thank you so much for requesting! <3 I hope you enjoy this small story~

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Hongseok had never made a secret of his feelings for you. He showed you how much he loved you in everything he did and he liked telling you too. There was just something about the way your eyes lit up when he said those three words that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

But Hongseok didn't just like telling you that he loves you, he was also pretty good at knowing when you needed to hear it the most.

It wasn't that you weren't confident in his feelings for you. But from time to time when life got tough you just needed a little extra reassurance and Hongseok was more than happy to provide that for you.

Sadly both you and Hongseok had pretty busy work schedules at times. So even when he wanted to be with you and shower you with love all the time, it wasn't always possible.

So the solution Hongseok came up with were little sticky notes. Whenever he couldn't be around he left them all over your shared flat:

On the nightstand

Good morning :]

The bathroom mirror

You're my favorite person :]

The fridge

Have a yummy breakfast

The front door

Get to work safely!! >:[

And then when you were at work, still feeling exhausted and drained, you'd find one in the journal you always brought from home:

I love you ♡

He wasn't sure if these notes helped you at all but he hoped they could provide some comfort. At least he knew you must have found them, since they had always already disappeared by the time he returned home.

Even if it was just something small, Hongseok liked doing these things. Hongseok liked taking care of you, that's just the kind of person he was.

What didn't come so easy to him was letting others take care of him too. He wanted to be strong for you; he took pride in being able to protect you. He wasn't supposed to need protection or care.

And yet, these days he wasn't quite feeling like himself.

Maybe work drained him too much or maybe he was just feeling a little under the weather. Somehow things just felt so difficult.

He wanted to be his usual caring self. He wanted to make coffee in the morning and he wanted to cut up apples for you and he wanted to cuddle and comfort you.

But these days it was already so hard to get out of bed in the mornings.

He barely managed to even eat at all.

And when he cuddled with you in bed, rather than comforting you he felt as if he was holding onto you for dear life, seeking comfort himself.

Of course you’d noticed. And more than anything you wanted to be there with him and help him through it.

Because he did the same for you.

Because you loved him.

But it wasn't like you could call in sick— your boss already didn't like you and questioned everything you did. So as much as it pained you, you had to go to work, leaving Hongseok alone at your shared flat.

Before you left you tugged one of his cookie monster plushies into his embrace and left a kiss on his forehead. He barely noticed, drifting in and out of sleep after a restless night.

He didn't really wake up until way later. It was already past noon when he decided it was time to keep his eyes open and start his day.

Blearily he reached for his phone on the nightstand. But instead of his phone his hands found a little piece of paper. He held it up to his eyes in confusion.

good morning, hongi♡

He immediately recognized your handwriting, his eyes welling up with tears at the sweet gesture.

Reading your little message, it was a little easier to leave bed and go to the bathroom. He wasn't feeling like showering but maybe he could at least brush his teeth.

When he looked into the mirror he was faced with his own reflection. It was himself but it also wasn't. He looked so tired and done. He looked like such a pain to have around.

But then he noticed the little sticky note that was stuck on the mirror:

you're looking at my favorite person right now♡ (better be nice to him!!)

He felt his heart swell with fondness. When he looked back at his own reflection now, he tried to be a little kinder— for you.

He still looked tired and done. But he got out of bed! And even if Hongseok struggled to understand it right now, it was clear that you didn't think of him as a pain to be with.

Of course, a small sticky note couldn't be a fix-it-all, but Hongseok felt a little better. Less like a lost cause.

He brushed his teeth. He even washed his face and put on fresh clothes.

When he was done, his stomach was rumbling. Maybe he could get something easy from the kitchen?

It didn't take long for him to notice the little note on the fridge.

please eat something delicious, my love♡

He smiled to himself before opening the fridge. Inside he found a little plate with cut up apples, another sticky note attached to it:

an apple a day~

And then a small breakfast bowl with another one:

it's all your favorites :] (and lots of protein)

He took out both, already feeling like crying again from how much these gestures moved him.

When he sat down to eat, spotting the note on the table, the tears spilled out for real.

i love you♡

He wasn't sure how he deserved you. He'd felt so guilty for not being there for you these days. He'd felt so terrible and like such a nuisance.

And yet, you showered him with nothing but love and affection.

After eating, he curled up on the couch under thick blankets, watching some random show on TV, only to notice that on the coffee table too was a little note:

i love you♡

When he took a closer look around the flat, he noticed there was another one on the window.

One in the hallway.

The front door.

The book shelf.

Your pillow.

As if you had really, really wanted to make sure that the message reached him. No matter how his day went, no matter what he did and whether or not he saw the other notes, he should at least know that you love him.

He was still feeling emotional about it by the time you came back from work. He'd gone back to bed, but he was less miserable than he was in the morning. 

You greeted him with a smile, immediately wrapping him in a hug. You wanted to pull away again but Hongseok didn't let you. He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

"Are you okay, Hongi?" You carefully asked, your hands running up and down his back in slow movements.

"Yeah, I'm o—" He interrupted himself, realizing that maybe it was okay to admit it wasn't exactly true. "I'm better."

You hummed in response, holding him a little closer.

"Y/n?"

"Mmh?"

"Thank you for today."

You chuckled softly. "Of course."

"No, it's not— it's not a given," he insisted, his face still buried in your neck. "I don't know how I deserve that."

You pushed away a bit to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How you deserve that?" You shook your head. "You don't need to deserve it. You don't need to earn anything. I love you so I want to be there for you."

"Besides," you let go of him to pull out a journal from your nightstand.

You motioned for Hongseok to scoot over a bit and sat down next to him in bed, before handing him the small book.

"You deserve it plenty, Hongseok."

Confused, he took the journal from you and carefully opened it.

Love letters it said on the first page, unmistakably in your handwriting.

He started turning the pages just to find all his little sticky notes that he'd written for you, neatly glued into the journal. Small good morning’s and i love you’s littered the pages.

He turned to look at you with wide eyes. "You kept them?"

"Of course I kept them." You leaned your head against his shoulder. "You know, whenever I see your notes around the flat I immediately feel better. And when I have a bad day or need some courage I can always look into my journal. It helps. It really helps."

You absentmindedly moved your hand to his, gently tracing the lines with your fingers. "I wanna be there for you like that too. You also deserve to be taken care of, Hongseok.”

He wrapped his hand around yours, squeezing lightly.

"Thank you."

"Always"

"I love you, y/n."

"I love you too.”

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[unifox]

If you're still doing the little prompt game maybe Hongseok or Jaeyoon and baking cookies? 🍪

“Cookie Monster”

~Pairing: Hongseok x gn!reader

~Genre: Rotten Fluff. Established relationship

~Words: 0,8K

~Warnings: mention of food, pet names, one little (and very subtle) suggestive thought- Sorry if there are any mistakes!!

a/n: Hi Anon! Thank you so much for the request! Sorry for the wait, I hope you like it. I ended up writing about Hongseok because of his love for Cookie Monster lol. Plus, I missed writing about Pentagon!!

~Foxy🦊

>Request your scenario here&lt;

~Masterlist~

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Hongseok likes your cookies. 

Ok, maybe 'like' was an understatement. He LOVES your cookies. 

He loves them so much, that even on a strict diet, he'd ask you to bake him the most diet-like cookies you've ever seen. You weren't sure if oats and bananas mixed together counted as a cookie. 

He would brag to the other members that your cookies were the best in the world, but at the same time, he wanted to gatekeep, eating all of them before the members could get a taste. This was why you called him your cookie monster.

y/n 💕- Hey cookie, could you pick up a bag of chocolate chips on your way home pls?

hong 🍪- Sure honey. I'm on my way

y/n 💕- Thanks, you're the best 🫶 

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When Hongseok reached home, you had already put all the ingredients in a bowl and had the oven on for preheating. Coming from behind and wrapping his arms around your waist he announced "I'm home. With your choco chips"

You spun around and wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking him on the lips. "You're a lifesaver, thanks babe. Now put those muscular arms for good use and help me hand mix these, please." You both chuckled as he moved to the toilet to wash his hands.

This wasn't the first time you baked together, but for Hongseok it always felt like it was. The domestic scene of you preparing trays with a baking sheet while he hand-mixed the cookies made his heart swell. He hoped that things would stay like this in the future.

When he was done you moved to get two ice cream scoopers so you both could scoop the dough into balls. Looking at the dough it was tempting to eat a little, but Hong refrained from it, remembering about the flour and raw eggs. When one of the trays was full, you moved it to the oven, while Hong kept on scooping the rest into the other tray until the dough ended.

With all the cookies in the oven, you're able to finally give attention to your boyfriend

"How was your day handsome?" You said handing him a cup of lemonade and sitting by his side on the sofa

"It was good. Went to the gym, had a shower there, and then I went to my mom's house. She wanted help with building a new cupboard she bought. The manual was really confusing..." You let him ramble about how his day went, but couldn't help but daydream about him. He was the perfect boyfriend. Caring and sweet, he liked pets, he helped his mom a lot... He even helped elderly people! You once saw him helping the old lady from the floor above you, by carrying her groceries from her car to the elevator. 

"You're not listening to me"

"I am baby" you responded quickly

"Yeah sure, what was I talking about?" he smirked

"Oh well! let me check the cookies!!"

He laughed at your antics as you sprinted to the kitchen.

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When the cookies were done he helped you put them over a grid to cool down. You pulled out a pretty paper box and covered the bottom with a cute paper towel.

Hong extended his hand to grab a cookie but you were faster, grabbing his wrist 

"Babe, these are not for you" You said while trying to contain your smile

"What!? Are you kidding me, sweetie?" He said incredulous

"These," You began sorting them out while checking if any of them were damaged "are for Shinwon! You bragged so much about my cookies that he asked a box of them for his birthday!" You said with enthusiasm even though your boyfriend glared at you.

"Really? Shinwon? Can't believe my baby tricked me into baking cookies for Shinwon" he said sulking

"Oh come on Hong! We made them together! I bet they taste amazing with all the love we poured into it!"

"Whatever... You're lucky I love you. Tricking me like this..."

"Let me make it up to you" You said wrapping your arms around his waist, which he quickly reciprocated by wrapping his own arms around your shoulders. 

"Yeah? What will you do about it?" he said smirking, which received a light smack from you

"You dirty. Let me cook for you. Dinner's on me tonight"

"Ok sweetie, I'll be expecting a full-course meal! And cookies"

"Don't worry my sweet cookie monster, It'll be the best you've ever had!"

And even though you promised to make dinner, as the sweet gentleman he is, helped you prepare the food. Indeed the best thing that ever happened to you was Hongseok.

Extra: Shinwon liked the cookies so much that he talked about them for a whole two weeks, making all the Pentagon members crave them. All of them asked you to bake them some cookies (without Hongseok knowing since he would steal them), and even Yanan made you promise to bake him some when he came back to Korea

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[igotkpoops]

WHO?

in which y/n lee, sm's top student who ace and excels all her studies got to partner up by the universities rival campus, ist academy, the so called campus crush, top varsity and student lee juyeon. what would happen to the contest? will they win and make peace? will they continue their rivalry? or love is present in the air?

characters: lee juyeon x fem!reader w/ a little bit of kim youngkyun (hwiyoung)

started: 07062022

ended: ???

status: on-hold

genre: smau with a little bit of written, strangers to rivals to lovers trope

featuring: aespa, rv yeri, nct, tbz, txt, skz and sf9 (?)

warnings: cussing, depression, anxiety, self harm, and to be added

characters: sm's brats, the boyz I and II, and extra I and II

1 UNIVERSITY KNOCK OFF

         1.2 BANG EVENT PRESENTS

2 SUGAR MOMMY Y/N?!

3 HANGOVER

4 AS IF

5 HONGSEOK BEST DADDY I MEAN BOYFRIEND

6 ELEMENT SIGNS

7 SNEAK PEEK

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

coming soon

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[blizzardfluffykpop]

M&M’s

Summary: Need a tutor? Well, you’ve come to the right school, we have just the one for you. And he’s attractive too. 

Do or Not Series

Fluff 

Word Count: 2,346

Hongseok X Reader

Of all my time at school, I never thought I would need tutoring. I was an A+ student when I started failing my classes. My grades were in the trash, and I had no idea how to improve or even raise them. How do you even study? Why is college structured like this? UGH! So now here I am sitting in the Dean’s office listening to them preach about how I need to learn from this person to pass. That they won’t hold it against me if I pass because of this tutor. All I have to do is pass the exams, and if I pass. I will move up to the Sophomore year. How am I supposed to pass a class that I’m not participating? And who is this person they are setting me up with? As if to answer my question, they say, “He should be here any moment.” 

Like on queue, the door opens to reveal a rather attractive guy. They expect me to be able to study next to him? Oh god, I am so screwed, even worse than I was before. Okay, (Y/n), put your game face on and act like he does not affect you. “This is your tutor, Hongseok, and Hongseok this is (Y/n). I think you two will do well together.” We exchange a polite ‘hello’. Then the Dean tells him what the expectations are for the both of us. And I cannot help but feel my anxiety spike at each time he mentions ‘study’, ‘quiz’, and ‘pass’. What happened to cruising through school? Why is it no longer easy to pass? What did I miss when I was younger?

I was missing the old school structure. That I was memorizing what they said to forget it later. Because back then, as long as I knew the basics, I could pass. It wasn't like those classes were hard either. They repeated the same things over and over. So it was easy to remember, Hongseok had explained to me at our first meeting in the library. He wanted to know why I was failing and what made me remember best. I shrugged and said, 'probably repetition and listening' I wasn't sure, but that was the best guess I had. I never thought of ways to study because I never needed to beforehand. He grinned, “I know you wouldn’t believe it, but my first year here, I didn’t study. I didn’t know how or what worked for me or how I even learned. It took me to the last semester to realize what it was. Once it clicked, it was too late, and I barely passed my exams. To make up for me failing everything else, they asked me to tutor someone.” While I couldn’t believe my ears, something in my gut told me he wasn’t lying. Thus I decided that he was my best bet to make it into my sophomore year. 

The following Wednesday, we are stuck inside the library again. When we get settled in our seats, he pulls out two packages of m&m’s. “What are those for?” I ask, and he shrugs and says, “You’ll see.” I pull out my books, a pencil, and a notebook. I’m worried he will look down on me for not having any past homework or past tests. But I threw them all out in exhaustion and frustration. I couldn’t deal with that massive amount of failure. But rather than saying anything, he pulls out some flashcards and a calculator. “Let’s start with math.” 

Every time I got a question right, he gave me an m&m. My stomach growled at me every time I would get something wrong and lose out on an m&m. Not that I couldn’t reach in and get one, but the m&m's are rewards for whenever I get something right. Plus, he would give me his charming smile every time I got something correct, so I strived to get them correct. 

It wasn’t until we finished math and science and we were walking out together. That I noticed, he was catering to the way I learned. Repeating steps with me or asking me the questions out loud and going through the steps with me. Whether it be an example or how to fix my mistakes, my heart skips a beat as he asks to walk me home. 

"So, do you like university other than this?" I shrug, "It could be better, but generally I like it. Everyone I met is kind, like my roommates Changgu and Yanan. Like you're kind and sweet, I wanna thank you for helping me out." He grins, "You're helping me out too. I don't think either of us wishes to repeat Freshman year." I laugh and agree, "What about you? Do you like it here?" He shrugs, "It's okay. I don't have a roommate, but I have quite a few friends. So it helps, plus once you know how to study, it makes it so much easier." I laugh, "Yeah,... if I ever get to that point." When we reach my dormitory I tell him, "This is my stop." As I head inside, he yells, “I’ll see you this Sunday for History and [Subject].” I yell back my agreement and walk up the stairs to my room. I thought this would drag and not want to show up. But he makes me look forward to studying with him. Throwing my finished m&m bag away, I walk to my dorm with a proud smile on my face. 

Like clockwork every Wednesday and Sunday, I spend the whole afternoon studying. And he would ask me to study for little quizzes that he would give me on Thursdays. They are over everything we have ever been over together. With each test I passed, my confidence grew, and so did my feelings. 

Out of all the days that I spend with him, Thursdays have to be the hardest. With each test, I take the harder they become. I feel like my soul almost leaves my body every time he grades them. How his face turns up in cute ways, trying to figure out my process. Or when I get something right, he sends me a beautiful smile or his pout when I miss a question. His faces make my heart flutter while my stomach wants to throw up from fear of failure. Between the two, I can never seem to stomach Thursdays. 

While I have learned my study pattern, I still have to pass this course with him or I fail. While I’m taking a quiz, three Thursdays before my exam, he tells me. “I can already tell you that you are going to succeed with flying colors. So if you fail this quiz, take it with a grain of salt. You have to fail sometimes to succeed.” The first page was easy I knew all the answers without a problem. I rushed through them, and the next page was a little harder. When I got to the eighth page, I was starting to question whether I was studying. What does the eighth number of pi have anything to do with this course? I wish to cry as I take my best guess, which is all I can do when I reach the tenth page. I sigh in relief, it’s the last page it can’t be that hard, can it? Oh, yes, yes it can. “If you take the 4th number of the last answer. [Which I am positive I did not get right, considering that I only gave a two-digit answer to the last question]. Exponentially expand it by twenty-two. What is the number you get?” And that is the first part of the ten parted question. My brain craves a nap and a family-size bag of m&m’s. 

By the time I finish the last page, I am running on one brain cell. That is running around, throwing all the files in my brain into a shredder, and giving up. How did I not know a single answer after the third page? His face is in a pout after the second page, and my heart breaks. I don’t want him to disappoint him. I should study harder to make him proud of me. I groan internally, this is going worse than I expected. “Out of thirty questions, you got seven right!” He says in a cheery tone, and my heart falls out of my body, and my soul has ascended. 

“Remember what I said when you started taking the test?” I rack my brain for answers and find nothing. I shake my head 'no', and he pouts, “Aw,... Well, I said take it with a grain of salt. Maybe some quizzes are made impossible.” My jaw drops, “You did that on purpose--!” He shrugs, “Did I?” He makes me rethink what I said, and I pout and cross my arms over my chest. He hands me a pack of m&m’s, “Maybe study harder.” He winks, and I push him to the side when we get up to leave the building. “You know you passed the hardest question on the quiz, right?” My eyes nearly pop out of my head, “What?” He grins, “None of your work made sense, but in the end, you answered four on the last question, and that was the right answer.” I smile, “Sometimes taking your best guess works. Also, four happens to be the professor's favorite number, so if you aren’t sure, guess that.” My jaw drops open again as he ruffles my hair, “You did pretty well, (Y/n).” I brighten at his words and hug him. “I promise to study hard! Two more quizzes before the final test!” He laughs and hugs me back telling me, “You got this!” 

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It wasn’t until the last study session that I realized how much I would miss Hongseok’s presence. It hit me like a ton of bricks, and when I got to my room, I was bawling. I wanted to see him more. I wanted to be around him and get to know him more. It took me a few moments, but I realized I fell for my tutor. How could I not? When I had a tutor like Hongseok,... Based on all calculations, I have a crush on him. I wonder if he likes me back, but there is only one way to know. Do I have enough courage for that? I’m not sure. I sigh and wipe my tears, saving them for a less important day. I need to study and pass these four exams. 

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I spend hours studying for tomorrow, although I know my study method. It did not make studying any less boring. I missed Hongseok, who would crack a joke or grab us a snack. He made this so much easier studying five hours with him felt like two. Ugh, now five hours of studying feels like fifteen. At the sixth hour, I call it a day and pull the covers over my head, and dream of failing the exams. 

When my alarm clock finally rings, I’m happy to be up and away from those horrid dreams. With a brave face, I get ready for my exam day. I check my phone and see it’s Hongseok. He texted me, “Good luck on your exams! Fighting! You got this!” I smile and text him back, ‘thank you'. I got this, I keep reiterating to myself, but I can’t help but hear the doubtful voice in the back of my head. I am taking all my exams in one instance. So that means five hours of taking four different tests. While I know all the study sessions were preparing me for this moment, I want it to be over and done with already. 

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Of course, none of the tests were easy they each pulled at my wit's end. I sit there for another thirty minutes waiting for them to grade my tests. Preparing myself for the worst news, I think about Hongseok’s encouragement. If he thinks I’ll pass, maybe he’s right. If it wasn’t just my grades on the line, I wouldn’t care as much. But when it comes to Hongseok, my heart is grasping at the hope that I made it above passing.

The professor looks up at me as I turn a page in my book. I set it down with a bookmark. They smile at me, “Your lowest is an 87,” I gulp, no way, “Your highest is a 99.” My brain is no longer processing words as I rush out of my seat to see my results. “Congratulations, (Y/n). You passed with flying colors.” I smile and shake their hand, thanking them, and skip out of the building. I passed. I really passed! Is this real? I'm not dreaming again, right? I pinch myself and let out a small ‘ouch’ definitely real. I skip out of the building and see someone wearing a blue sweatshirt sitting on the fountain. As I come up closer, I recognize them as Hongseok. I run up to him and hug him. He whispers, “Did you pass?” And I shake my head 'yes'. He runs his hands through my hair, “I knew you would! I’m so proud of you.” Hearing him say that my heart pounds, “Um, Hongseok,...” I pull away from him a bit, my arms still wrapped around him. He nods for me to continue, “Would you maybe,... possibly want to go on a date with me?” He smiles, “I was gonna ask you that!” We both laugh as he hands me a family-size pack of m&m's for us to share. We head over to my dorm, and that is the start of our new beginning. 

While we still study together, you can find us lying on the floor while watching the tv and throwing m&m's at each other. Making different kinds of foods together, making an even bigger mess in the kitchen. So yeah, if given the opportunity, I would fail my classes all over again. If it meant I got to meet Hongseok.

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[springsncws]

This is the result of my stylus coming in and me warming up and getting used to procreate. Pretty sure the chick with a knife Hongseok comparison was made by @antihongseok-network so all credit goes to them for the inspo here. Anyway gonna go work on sketching flowers into the pentagon logo. You may perceive this, I guess 😔😂

#I tried the daisy outfit but honestly it’s not close enough for me to get detail #anyway graphic design is #my passion #pentagon #I will now turn off my notifications and not perceive tumblr for the foreseeable future because a n x I e t y #anyway I love honk pls #hongseok

[ocean-ai]

I Don’t Care~Wooseok

Hi everyone! So, this was originally supposed to be a fluff based off the Ed Sheeran song, I Don’t Care, but then it turned into this lol.

Enjoy, loves!

Pairings: Wooseok X Female reader

Genre: Smut and a little fluff?

Word Count: 2,363

Warnings: Fingering, teasing, a little bit on the rough side?

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You and Wooseok were at a graduation party that your mutual friend, Yuto invited you to. You weren’t much of a party goer and neither was Wooseok, but you went because Yuto had graduated so you wanted to support him. It wasn’t long before you and Wooseok realized this was a bad idea. Neither of you wanted to be there.

Everyone around you was either drunk or high; two things you and Wooseok didn’t do. Of course, you took advantage of free alcohol, but you only had one drink. Wooseok wasn’t much of a drinker, so he stuck to soda. He also was driving that night.

You and him stayed close to each other during the party, only socializing with people that you knew. Yuto was drunk somewhere with his girlfriend keeping him from doing something stupid, Hyunggu and Shinwon were playing beer pong, so you watched them play. After a while, that became boring.

“Do you think we could go?” Wooseok said in your ear. He was standing behind you with his hands on your hips; you were leaning against him and he was leaning on the wall behind him.

“Let’s tell Yuto goodbye, then we can leave.” Truth be told, you were tired of this party. You hated everyone there except Wooseok and your friends. This party wasn’t your crowd, you didn’t fit in. But none of that mattered since you were with Wooseok. He made everything better.

Wooseok chuckled. “Okay, but I’m pretty sure he won’t care.” You looked over to see Yuto in another world with his girlfriend. You laughed at the two of them before taking Wooseok hand and heading towards the door.

Once you and him were finally outside you both started laughing with each other. “That was awful!” You said as you started walking back to Wooseok’s car. “Why did we even go?”

Wooseok shrugged. “I have no idea, but I’m glad we were together to experience it.” He knew you had a terrible time at the party, but he was just happy you weren’t alone like you had been before. He loved being by your side whenever he could, even if it was at a shitty party.

Once you and Wooseok were in his car, he took your hand in his and started driving. “Let’s go back to my place, babe. My roommate is at Hongseok’s tonight.” You said to him. Wooseok grip on your hand tightened, he knew exactly what you meant.

He smirked as he kept his eyes on the road. “Sounds perfect, baby.” You giggled and placed your free hand on his thigh and squeezed him through his jeans. Wooseok hissed when your hand inched up closer to his crotch. “Y/N, I’m driving…”

You giggled as your hand brushed against him. His grip on the steering wheel was very tight as you two hit a red light. “I know, but we aren’t far from my place, so I thought I’d have some fun with you.”

Wooseok let go of your hand and turned to you, “Some fun? I dare you.” He said before kissing you. The light turned green and the car behind you honked their horn, so Wooseok started driving again.

As he drove, he placed his other hand on your bare thigh that wasn’t covered by your shorts. His nails dig into your skin, leaving little crescent-shaped marks. You bit your lip at his stronghold on your thigh, so you decided to place your hand on his growing bulge. Even though it was dark, you were able to see that he was clenching his jaw. You smirked to yourself as you palmed him through his jeans.

“Y/N…” He warned as you approached your apartment building. Once the car was parked, he turned to you, “I’m going to fuck you so hard when we get upstairs.” His eyes were dark and full of lust. You couldn’t help but blush at his lewd words. He didn’t always talk to you like that, but you loved hearing him speak to you in such a way.

You couldn’t say anything and the next thing you knew, you were out of his car and at your front door. You quickly unlocked your door while Wooseok was behind you, kissing your neck and his hands were on your hips. You moaned lowly and Wooseok smirked on your skin.

Once you and him were inside your apartment, he locked the door, then he grabbed your hand and practically dragged you to your bedroom. He mumbled something about how good you had been looking all night. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” You heard him say. What had gotten into him? He was never this dominant before, but you weren’t complaining.

You followed your man to your room and onto your bed. You laid down and he hovered over you, taking in your body. He bit his lip before he left sloppy kisses all over your neck. You had a low cut shirt on, so your neck and chest were open for him. His kisses were loving but hard and you were already a moaning mess underneath him. Your arms were around his neck, your fingers playing with his soft hair.

He moved his lips up to connect with yours while his hips were grinding into yours. The friction was driving you insane and you felt that you were getting wet; he hadn’t even really touched you yet. “Wooseok,” You breathed out when he pulled away from you. A devilish smirk came across his handsome face, and you knew he had nothing but dirty things on his mind. Wooseok wasn’t the kinkiest man, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

He ground his hips into you one more time before he started to remove your cute little top. His lips were all over your skin, leaving little nips here and there. You sat up to remove your bra and he smiled at you; you were such a good girl. He soon attached one of your breasts to his lips and he sucked lightly on your hardening nipple. Once again, your hands were in his hair, tugging slightly. He loved it when you pulled his hair.

His hands were on your legs and they were soon unbuttoning your shorts. He pulled away from your tit so that he could properly remove your shorts. Wooseok was on his knees as he pulled your shorts and panties down in one swift motion. You were now completely bare in front of him, yet he was still fully clothed. “You’re so beautiful..” He mumbled looking your body up and down.

“Wooseok, you need to take something off too.” You pouted. It wasn’t fair that you were the only one naked at the moment, you wanted to see his pretty body.

He chuckled. “In due time, baby.” His hands were on your legs, spreading them so that he could see how ready you were for him. His finger teased your entrance and his fingertip was now coated in your juices. “Already this wet for me? We haven’t even gotten started.” And with that, he slowly thrust his finger inside your wet heat. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit. You moaned softly at the new feeling taking over your body. Wooseok knew how to use his fingers and boy did he use them well.

His sweet lips were back on yours and you could hardly concentrate on his lips when he curled his finger inside you. You moaned into your kiss with him so he added a second finger, stretching you out. He was slow with his movements in you, but it was driving you insane. “Wooseok..please,” you whimpered.

He smirked then he removed his fingers from inside you. You sighed at the loss of contact, but you knew what was coming next. You watched him as he put his fingers in his mouth and licked your juices off them. “Delicious.” He said before winking at you. He removed himself from between your legs and off the bed so that he could strip for you. Your eyes fixated on his physique that you never got tired of looking at. Broad shoulders and a slim waist; he was gorgeous.

Once his clothes were off, you could see just how hard he was. His cock was red and dripping with precum. You wanted to give it a little taste and make him feel as good as he made you feel. Of course, Wooseok was very impatient tonight and he just wanted to be inside you.

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand before positioning himself on his knees between your legs again. As impatient as he was, he also wanted to tease you. You were fun to play with, and he loved hearing you moan for him.

Wooseok wrapped your legs around his waist before sliding his cock between your folds and rubbing your clit with the tip. “Fuck!” You moaned as he did that a few times. He liked the feeling of stroking his cock on you like this, and how much you squirmed under him when he did this. Wooseok knew you secretly loved it when he did this to you, so every once in a while he would play with your body like this. One of his hands was toying with your nipple, making you even needier than you were before. His other hand was on your hip, holding it tightly as he thrust his hips into you harshly. You screamed at the sudden intrusion, but you were so relieved to finally have him deep inside you. He went in all the way to the hilt before he slowly pulled out. He moaned feeling your soft walls around him and it was the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. Wooseok moans always turned you on.

He went in harsh one more time and you felt like you were going to lose your mind. Wooseok wasn’t exactly a gentle lover, but he wasn’t usually like this in bed. You never admitted it to him, but you always wanted him to be a little rougher in bed. You were glad you didn’t have to say anything and he’s now drilling into you.

He kept a steady, but rough pace as he thrust into you. His hips connected with yours with each thrust, and now, both of his hands were on your hips. You could feel that there would be slight bruises on your hips by how tight he was holding on to you.

Wooseok removed one of his hands from your hip to move your leg on his shoulder, making him go deeper. Your hands were on his chest and moved their way up to his shoulders, holding on to them tightly as the pleasure was becoming almost too intense for you.

You were moaning and screaming his name as he kept up his new harsh pace. You could hardly keep your eyes open as he pounded into you. “Look at me, baby.” He said and your eyes shot open. The sight before you was something else. His chest was heaving and there was a layer of sweat on his soft skin. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. He looked so hot and you could come just from looking at him.

Your nails were digging into his shoulders as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. “Oh, my-OH! Wooseok, I’m s-so close.” You barely got out as the tip of his cock reached your spot.

That devilish smirk came back on his sweet lips and you could see his dimple poke his cheek. A cute contrast to what his body was doing to you. “Say my name.” He said between thrusts.

“WOOSEOK!” You screamed and his hips were starting to falter. By this point, you were moaning and screaming his name like it was the only thing you knew how to say. He was fucking you too good. The pleasure was so intense and you could feel that you were going to come undone at any minute.

Wooseok’s hips were starting to falter, so he brought one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing it in harsh circles that matched his rough hips. Again, you were screaming at his movements. Wooseok had a hard time holding off his own orgasm as he looked at you underneath him. Your fucked out body was enough to make him come right then and there, but he was a gentleman; your pleasure always came first.

Your orgasm came at you fast and your voice was hoarse from how much you were moaning for him. Wooseok slowed down his hips as he felt his own orgasm approaching. He kept rubbing on your clit to stimulate you a little more as he came into the condom. He thrust into you a few more times to ride out both your highs before he leaned down to kiss you softly.

He slowly pulled out of you and you could already feel that you were going to be very sore in the morning. Wooseok got rid of the soiled condom and then he collapsed next to you on your bed. Again, his lips were soft as he kissed you; a total contrast to how he was just a few minutes ago.

“You’ve never been like that before. What was that about?” You asked him as you cuddled into his chest.

He chuckled. “I heard you on the phone with your friend the other day. I thought I’d try being a little rough with you. Did you like it? I won't do it again if you didn’t.”

You looked up at him, concern and doubt in his eyes. He was so sweet. “I loved it. I wouldn’t mind if you did it again. I am going to be sore tomorrow though.”

“I’m sorry,” he said sweetly.

You didn’t say anything to him, you just kissed him as you felt a wave of tired hit you. “I love you, Wooseok.”

“I love you too,” And that was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

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[julyarchives]

Third Time Is The Charm

Two times you and Wooseok didn't kiss, and one time you did.

→ Pairing: Wooseok x Reader

→ Genre: Fluff

→ Words:  1.5K

→ Warnings: teeny tiny mention of Alcohol; a little bit of awkwardness

→ A/n: we absolutely adored writing this story, it is so cute and matches this boy-ish side of Wooseok we love so much! Thank you, Anon, for making this request, we hope you like it!

It was a drunk slip when Hongseok said "It's just like Wooseok! He is so whipped for Y/N but doesn't make a move because he's intimidated by her." The words slurred through his intoxicated lips.

You were sure that if Wooseok was there, he would have smacked Hongseok in the back of the head, but everyone that was there just giggled and joked at his expense. But you were also there and you don't think they were aware that you had a huge crush on Wooseok as well. Or they actually did, and letting you know about his side was part of some sort of evil plan.

Either way, since that day you tried to reach out to Wooseok, but there just wasn't a good moment. He probably heard about what happened from some of the other boys and was extra shy around you. You decided to give him some time and just be a normal friend to him, so he would start acting normal again.

It was a normal hang-out day and you went to the kitchen to get everyone some drinks. Wooseok arrived with the food and entered the room struggling with a bunch of bags in his hands.

"Here, let me help you" you took a few bags and placed them on top of the table, making it easier for him to manage around the ones left for him.

Once done with the food, you two stood awkwardly in silence.

"Hey" you smiled shyly, realizing you hadn't greeted him yet.

"Hey, Y/N" he answered just as shyly as you did, it was adorable to see the blush on his cheeks.

You just stared at each other with the dumbest smile on your faces, but you decided that being alone with him while the others played videogame was a good opportunity to come forward with your feelings.

"Listen-"

"Can I-"

You both spoke at the same time and giggled at the coincidence, but he motioned for you to go first.

"I believe the boys told you about what Hongseok said the other day" you began

"I'm really sorry about that, he's just being silly" he scratched the back of his head, messing with his fluffy hair.

"No, it's fine" you reached up and gently grabbed his hand, holding it in between both of yours. His doe-eyes widened in surprise, but you just continued "are you really intimidated by me?"

"No!" He answered anxiously "I mean, yes, but no" he stumbled onto his words and you giggled and squeezed the hand you were holding, trying to give him some reassurance. "It's just, you're the coolest, you know? I don't know what to do around you, I'm afraid to make a fool out of myself."

"You're cool as well, you idiot" you chuckled at the last word "and you are one of the coolest boys I know, you don't have to be self-conscious around, really."

"Thank you" he said, smiling at you.

You didn't think much, just let go of his hands and reached up to cup his cheek, caressing it with your thumb, and he immediately leaned into your touch. You took a deep breath, gathered some courage, and stepped closer to him. His gaze darted from your eyes to your lips, and his hands shyly rested on both sides of your waist.

You were so close now that you could feel his hot breath against your face, and his eyes closed when you leaned further. You felt your lips grazing his, and your stomach filled up with butterflies of anticipation when suddenly a yell interrupted

"I smell fried chicken! Did Wooseok arrive with the food?!" Shinwon shouted from the living room, and you could hear the other agreeing

You sighed and buried your head on the crook of Wooseok's neck out of frustration.

"Yes, you freaking vultures, the food is here" you turned around, shouting back.

Before leaving the room, you looked back at him, who stood motionless, probably processing what almost happened, and you shot him a wink, making a small grin rise on the corner of his lips.

After dinner, everyone agreed to put on a movie, and you sat on the couch next to Wooseok, who you have been exchanging smiles and secret looks all night long, but unfortunately no opportunity to be alone again.

Under the covers, you gently slid your hand under his, to which he immediately intertwined your fingers together.

Everyone was paying close attention to the movie, eyes glued on the screen, and you decided it was a good opportunity to scoot closer to him without dragging unnecessary attention. Wooseok caught up on you, and also moved closer, releasing your hand only to put his arm around your shoulder.

This time it was Wooseok who made the first step, nuzzling your cheeks quietly, making goosebumps rise on your skin. You leaned into him, turning your head teasingly slow, biting your lip to provoke him.

Your lips actually touched his this time and you sighed in content, but just when you were going to deepen the kiss a jump scare happened in the movie, startling everyone, and consequently startling you. Rather than being frustrated, you and Wooseok started giggling, causing a few curious looks to you two.

Maybe they all noticed you two because when the movie ended everyone acted awkwardly, and they all decided they had to leave, rushing their ways outside and leaving you and Wooseok behind.

The door closed behind them and silence filled the room. Suddenly you felt shy and you and Wooseok stood awkwardly facing each other, neither of you certain of what to do next.

"So," you broke the silence "I guess we're alone now."

"I guess" a small smile lit upon his face

"So what do we do now?" You asked, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

"I don't know" he chuckled embarrassedly.

Without saying another word you got closer, smiling shyly at each other. When you moved to end the distance between you, so did Wooseok, you accidentally bumping a shoe against his, almost tripping. He caught you and chuckled, your embarrassment growing.

"Not that intimidating anymore, am I?", you laughed.

"Not much", he laughed with you. "Come here". He pulled you closer, holding you by the hips.

You moved closer, straightening your back to reach him and end the distance between you, only to see him doing the same. Your noses touched first, leaving you with half-closed eyes and confused expressions. You couldn't help but giggle even if Wooseok looked embarrassed about it.

"This isn't working. Seriously, what does the world have against us kissing?", he said with a pout.

"Let's go slow". You smiled, gently moving your hands to his cheeks, guiding both of your movements.

Your lips touched and while it was sweet, it was a bit weird as both of you had your eyes open to monitor how you'd move. Both of you backed away with a laugh but nodded at each other as a mock concentration agreement. When you moved next, it was wonderful. The kiss fit perfectly, a gentle peck of lips first but then Wooseok took the initiative to deepen the kiss, his tongue gently prying your lips open.

You sighed into the kiss, a whole day of pent-up want finally coming out. His hands started to caress your sides, running up and down gently and you smiled into the kiss. Your thumbs retributed the caresses on his cheeks, to which he only took as a sign to kiss you deeper, bodies now moving with the kiss, feeling each other slowly.

It was a sweet slow make-out session and you couldn't be happier. When the air was needed you pulled back, hiding your face on Wooseok's neck, your new favorite place. He kissed your head and gently pried you away from your hiding spot, a sweet smile on his face. Staring at each other in silence wasn't as awkward as it was before but your mind was torn. You had no idea what you were supposed to do now and apparently neither did he.

"I think I want to kiss you more", he said and you smiled wider, not needing to decide anything.

"I do too", you answered.

"Good thing we have time and space now", Wooseok seemed to be way more relaxed now.

You didn't even answer, you pulled him down for another kiss and gently moved both of you to the couch. Sitting down, you managed to hold him close and make out more and more at ease. After a few minutes of not many words and a lot of kissing, both of you just held each other, giving small pecks once in a while.

"We should do this more often", you said.

"I won't complain if we do", Wooseok was smiling beautifully.

"Wanna watch a movie?"

"Won't it end too late? How will I leave?"

"That's actually my goal", you laughed. "Stay". He kissed you again before answering as if he couldn't help himself.

"Gladly".

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Angstober D16: Affair - Hongseok

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Pairing: Hongseok x GN Reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: This is the last thing you would have expected from Hongseok, but now you saw it...right before your very eyes.

Warnings: Cheating themes, it’s gender neutral reader but he cheats with a woman, heartbreak, mentions of nudity, crying, mentions of sex (Hongseok is literally caught cheating, so...).

Word Count: 337

“I didn’t want you to find out this way,” Hongseok speaks softly as he reaches out to try and bring you to his form to comfort you, all but forgetting about the naked woman in your bed.

“You mean you were never going to tell me.” You hiccup as you cry, feeling as if you should have held it together until they were at least out of sight, “You were just going to keep fucking her in our bed, acting like it never happened as soon as I showed up again.”

“Wait Y/N, I can explain.” He insists watching as you recoil anytime he makes a move towards you, pain in his own eyes now.

“Explain what Hongseok? Do you really think there’s any reasoning that can justify this? Cause there’s not.” You shake your head, “I’ll leave for tonight...because I’ve clearly interrupted something, but tomorrow I want you gone. Out of my life for good, and I don’t want you to come back.”

“Y/N let’s not be impulsive.” Hongseok reaches out as you move quickly to get an overnight back, only caring for the essentials so you can leave as soon as possible.

“Impulsive? You want to talk to me about being impulsive? Like you weren’t going to try that excuse to justify your actions...but now you’ll sit here and tell me I’m being impulsive.” You scoff in disbelief as some of the pain morphs into anger towards the man, “I said what you said, Hongseok. You made this bed and now you have to lie in it. So man up and do that. Hell, lie in it with her for all I care.”

Hongseok feels as if he’s been slapped by the venom in your words, recoiling long enough to let your race out of the home. The door slamming and echoing through the home as you do. Not wanting to face him any longer. Hongseok sighs softly before letting the woman drag him back into the bed to finish where they had left off.

#angstober 2021 #hongseok imagine #hongseok angst #hongseok x reader #pentagon imagine #pentagon angst #pentagon x reader

[blu-joons]

DATING PENTAGON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Yang Hongseok

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Being so tall, Hongseok was always able to make you feel safe and protected in his hold. He towered over you whenever he hugged you, making sure that you were as tight against him as possible so he could look down at you.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

The two of you met abroad when you were both travelling and exploring. You ended up spending the day together at a sightseeing event, exploring a part of the city before exchanging numbers, sharing your stories and where you came from, vowing to adventure in each other’s homes one day when you could.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

When the time came for you to visit Hongseok in Korea, he knew that he had to confess to you and tell you how he felt. He’d waited for the moment to see you in person again for so long, and the fact you’d chosen to head to Korea just to see him meant a great deal to him. The night you landed, he took you out to dinner, excited to show you his home, telling you how he felt, so that you could enjoy the rest of your trip as a couple.

D ⇴ DATES

The two of you would often go on late night drives together for your dates, basking in the quiet streets and the beautiful landscapes that the night sky showed off. Hongseok would always make sure he had plenty of food in the back of the car for the two of you to enjoy, often driving up to the mountains so that the two of you could overlook the city. The escape was something that you both enjoyed, and the adventure that came with it was the icing on top of the cake, with plenty of memories made.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

He’d noticed his name pop up in rumoured articles before, and so Hongseok was incredibly careful with you. He knew the attention a foreign girlfriend would get him, and the last thing he wanted was for you to get caught in the crossfire of it all. He was always incredibly conscious of being seen out with you, and whilst he never denied knowing you and being close to you, Hongseok was always careful with his words, knowing the wrong thing could land him, and you, in plenty of hot water with several people.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

The two of you never tended to argue, learning to be pretty understanding of each other. When you were apart, calls were too busy spent with telling stories and checking in on each other that you had no time to argue with one another, and when you were together, you were too focused on making the most of the time that you had together to even let the smallest of disagreements bubble up into something that it didn’t need to be. Time with each other was far too precious to ever argue, learning to talk things through was one of the biggest skills you had in your relationship which definitely worked to your advantage.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

As soon as he came home from his travels, Hongseok couldn’t wait to tell his family about the girl he’d met exploring, and so as soon as they heard you were making the trip to Korea to see him, they were desperate to be a stop on your tour of Korea and meet the person that they’d heard so much about.

H ⇴ HOME

Once you finally settled and decided to call Korea home for at least a little while, Hongseok moved you straight in with him. There was no way that he was going to let you go anywhere else, he was the one that was going to take care of you, and that started by making sure you had a roof over your head.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Hongseok was the first of the two of you to say those three special words on a call one evening. It had been a while since your time zones matched, and Hongseok was desperate to talk to you. Although he wanted to say it in person initially, he couldn’t wait any longer to tell you how he felt about you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He would always go a little bit quieter whenever he was feeling jealous, Hongseok was incredibly protective of you, especially knowing that you were living in a foreign country, and so he was always very observant of any situation that you found yourselves in. Whilst he appreciated that many people were interested in finding out about where you came from, he couldn’t help but get jealous when someone got a little too invested, drifting out of conversation until you pulled him straight back in again.

K ⇴ KIDS

Before either of you could think about starting a family, you truly had to sit down and discuss where you’d end up calling home. Whilst you loved being in Korea, a small part of you always thought about whether it was where you saw yourself forever, but with Hongseok’s career, you doubted that you’d ever be able to make anywhere else in the world work, especially if kids were something you were going to have.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Hongseok always managed to make you laugh, that was by far one of the highlights of being in his company, but best, or perhaps worst of all, the dad jokes that he had always had you doubled over in stitches. For the most part, they were terrible, but it was the cheesiness in them that somehow had you laughing most of the time. Whilst he knew he wasn’t the funniest member in the group, Hongseok knew exactly the kind of humour that you liked, and always knew exactly what he needed to do to get you laughing if you’d had a bad day or if you were feeling a little homesick, he’d always cheer you up.

M ⇴ MISSING

The two of you had very quickly gotten used to missing one another with the long distance you found between you both. It was a feeling that never got easier for either of you, but it was definitely something that you learnt to live with. Although when Hongseok went on tour, and you were in Korea, it felt strange to begin with, it oddly made things easier for you knowing that at least you were at his home, and that you wouldn’t have to wait so long to see him because of that. You both always celebrated little milestones, like you always had done, to get you through time that was spent apart.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

He loved to give you nicknames that were in your language that he’d learnt, very few other people would understand them at home, making them personal, and private, which Hongseok absolutely adored.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Hongseok was obsessed with your voice, for a while it was the only contact that he had with you, and so he always made sure to treasure it, no matter whether he was near or far.

P ⇴ PDA

He would always make sure to take care of you more than anything else whenever the two of you were out in public. Hongseok was well known for how soft he was when it came to being with you, and the gentle touch in which he always made sure to hold you with when you were out and about definitely showed that.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Hongseok loved learning about your home, and your language especially, and so he’d often ask you questions about new snippets of information that he’d learnt, or a question that he wanted an answer to.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

The two of you were always taking photographs wherever you were in the world. Hongseok particularly loved to take selcas at all the different places you visited, making up album after album with photos from the numerous countries the two of you went to. They were the perfect things to look back on and remember the many adventures you’d had and the numerous memories that had been made too.

S ⇴ SEX

Intimacy with Hongseok always focused around one thing, love. He always made the mood one filled with a lot of love and passion, taking care of you, especially if he’d gone a long time without seeing you. Your hands would almost always be resting against his abs, his body never failed to make you speechless, you couldn’t help but get lost staring at it most of the time, leaving Hongseok feeling very shy too.

T ⇴ TEXTS

For a long time, texts were your best way of communicating, and so even after you moved across to Korea, you’d always find yourselves texting each other, sometimes forgetting that you could actually see each other in person.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You were everything to Hongseok, there had been difficult times for you both, but neither of you ever wanted to give up on the other, knowing a time would come when you could be with each other properly.

V ⇴ VACATION

The first time Hongseok had the chance to go on holiday, he invited you with all of his other members so that you could really get to know them all. The others had heard plenty of stories about you, they were just as keen as Hongseok to meet you and find out as much as they possibly could about you.

W ⇴ WHINING

He was always understanding that not all of your time could be spent with him, and so Hongseok was someone who would very rarely whine at you.

X ⇴ XXXXX

You’d often feel Hongseok kissing you, forgetting sometimes that you were sticking around and that he didn’t have to let you go. A small part of him would always worry that a kiss would be your goodbye kiss, just like it had been for so many months before you visited Korea. Sometimes he had to pinch himself that he was even able to kiss you properly and not having to blow a kiss into the camera of his phone.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were the most important thing to him, Hongseok had worked so hard for you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He’d always hold on tightly to you at night, having to remind himself that you really were there with him. Just like when he kissed you, Hongseok would always worry that time with you was far too good to actually be true.

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[jinkoh]

Can I see your ticket, please?

Hongseok x Reader

Tags: meet cute, dad!Hongseok, reader uses she/her pronouns, fluff, SFW, warnings: none

word count: ~3,2k

Summary: You unexpectedly meet a cute little girl and her even cuter dad on the train.

a/n: I rlly didn't see myself writing abt kids or anything like that but here we are fhjdhjks

Also my experience with trains abroad is limited so if anything feels off just blame it on the differences between countries or sth

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You haven't been to your parents’ place for quite a while and honestly with all the stress from work it wasn't the best timing to go. Since it was going to be Christmas soon anyway, it was probably fine not to go until then, right?

But when you'd called your mom to cancel your planned weekend visit, she'd sounded so sad that you couldn't go through with it.

So now you were sitting on the train home with your laptop in front of you, typing away to get some work done.

The train wasn't packed and you were lucky enough to have one of these seats with a table to yourself, the two seats across from you empty.

 

That was, until a dad and his daughter got onto the train a station after yours. There were other empty seats but of course they had to sit down across from you. As if you weren't already stressed enough.

It wasn't that you hated children or anything, but you needed to focus on work and children just had a tendency to be loud and energetic.

The dad nodded at you politely when the two of them took a seat and you returned the greeting. The little girl, maybe six or seven, barely took notice of you as she climbed into her seat.

She looked around with wonder, as if riding a train was the most exciting activity she could ever imagine.

"Dad, how long is the train?"

"Uh, I don't know, cookie."

She frowned, seemingly dissatisfied but moved on to the next question quickly. "And how long are we riding?"

"A bit over three hours."

"Three hours." Her eyes sparkled as if these were amazing news.

Your eyes on the other hand darkened as the realization hit you that you'd be stuck with these two for the rest of your ride. Barely suppressing a sigh, you got out your earphones, turned on noise cancelling and tried to focus on your laptop again.

Surprisingly, it wasn't that hard. Despite her constant excitement, the little girl didn't really make a lot of noise, mostly looking around in wonder or chattering quietly with her dad.

Eventually a staff made her round, asking to see everyone's tickets. You took out your earphones and held out the little piece of paper to the staff.

The man across from you did the same, while his daughter looked as if she'd just met her hero.

"Dad," she whispered once the staff had moved on. "Dad, what's that called?"

"Hm?"

"That lady, what is she called?"

"You mean the ticket inspector?"

"Ticket inspector." The girl nodded slowly as she repeated the words, her eyes following the woman. "Dad, I want to be one too."

Her dad chuckled, and you noticed the way small laugh lines appeared around the corners of his lips.

"Sure, cookie, you can be one."

A mischievous smile appeared on the little girl's face, before he expression turned more serious again.

"Can I see your ticket, Sir?"

The man immediately adopted her serious expression, playing along with her little scene. "Ah, just a moment, I'm sure I have it somewhere."

He started searching his pockets, making the little girl burst out in laughter that she quickly suppressed.

"If you don't have a ticket, I'll have to call the police, Sir."

"No, no, I swear I have it."

 

You were so engrossed in watching their little play, that you completely forgot about the laptop in front of you, your work  waiting to get done.

Somehow these two were just too charming.

The dad finally pulled out his ticket from his pocket and the girl nodded seriously. She examined it before handing it back. "Thank you, Sir. Have a safe travel," she mimicked the words of the ticket inspector from before.

After their little scene was done she snuggled into her dad's side and you finally remembered your work. Just when you were about to plug your earphones back in, you heard her whispering into her dad's ear:

"Do you think he also has a ticket?" She gestured to a man sitting on the other side of the corridor.

"I'm sure he has one, cookie," her dad whispered back.

"I should probably ask, right? That's my job, right?"

Her dad looked a little unsure. "I think he'd rather keep reading his book, lovey."

Her face dropped and she looked at him sadly. "But how can I be a ticket inspector if I can't ask for tickets?"

 

"You asked for mine though, didn't you?" He tried to bargain with her, but her pout just grew.

"That doesn't count! You're my dad!!"

He sighed, seemingly a little lost at what to do.

Before you could question your own actions, you made a small noise to grab their attention. "Uhm, you could check my ticket?"

The girls head whipped around to you immediately.

"Really?" She looked at you with bright sparkling eyes. Her dad next to her gazed at you in awe, as if you were the kindest person he'd ever met.

You grinned. "Of course. Need to make sure I have one, right?"

She nodded excitedly and hopped from her seat to stand next to you. "Right!"

Then she cleared her throat putting on a serious face. "Excuse me, can I see your ticket, please?"

You smiled, pulled it out of your jacket and held it out to her. She examined it for a moment, before she pretended to punch it with her fingers. "Looks good, ma'am. Have a safe travel."

"Thank you." You nodded and took back the little piece of paper, while the girl walked a few steps further down the wagon, as if she was going to check the ticket of the next passenger.

She came back a few seconds later though, a swing in her step and a bright smile on her face. "Dad, I'm a real ticket inspector now."

"Mhm, you are, cookie," He replied with a fond smile. Then he turned to you, mouthing a silent "Thank you."

Somehow the action made your heart skip a beat and you realized just how charming he looked with his dark eyes and wavy brown hair.

It took you a second to gather yourself before you returned his smile. Your gazes lingered for a moment, and you wondered if he'd say anything else. But then his daughter grabbed his attention again and you went back to the work on your screen.

You somehow managed to get back into your workflow, focusing intently for about an hour and a half until you decided it was time for a small break. You’d noticed the girl across from you falling asleep against her dad’s shoulder a while ago and she was slowly blinking now. You wondered briefly if you’d shut your laptop to loudly and had woken her up, but she wasn’t paying you any mind.

Instead, she looked up at her dad. “I’m hungry,” she mumbled, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Should we eat something?” He asked, his voice soft.

When she nodded he grabbed a bag from underneath the table, getting out two colorful lunch boxes, one depicting iron man while the other one had thomas the tank engine on the lid. You kinda had to smile to yourself at the cute designs.

The man seemingly noticed your stare because he cleared his throat. “Do you uhh, want to eat with us?”

Feeling caught, you blushed waving him off. “No, sorry, oh my god, I didn’t mean to stare, I was just lost in thought.”

He chuckled at your little panic attack. “Don’t worry about it. But really, you can have some.”

You shook your head again. “Thank you, but I’m really not hungry.” Your body seemed to disagree with you though because your stomach started rumbling right that moment. The fleeting hope, that they might not have heard went out the window, when you saw the little girl giggling while her dad placed the lunch boxed in the middle of the table.

“Help yourself,” he offered as he took off the lids, revealing an assortment of little sandwiches, vegetables, and fruits.

Your blush only grew but you nodded bashfully. “Thank you.”

After both of them had started eating you also dared to take a single cherry tomato.

"You can also have some of the sandwiches, you know?" The man offered again after a while, looking almost unsure. "They may not look that good, but I promise they are tasty."

You quickly shook your head. "No, no, they look amazing! I just don't want to take away your food! You must be hungry too..."

The little girl snorted; her cheeks stuffed full. "Don't worry about that. We always have way too much. Someone doesn't know when it's enough." She rolled her eyes fondly.

It almost felt rude not to take a sandwich now, so you grabbed one from one of the lunch boxes and took a bite.

Of course, making sandwiches wasn't that hard. But somehow, this still managed to be the best one you'd ever had.

"Did your mom make these?" You asked after a while, wondering who that someone would be that she mentioned.

"Mommy?" She looked at you as if you'd just said something completely ridiculous.

"No, dad made them. Mommy can't cook. She always burns everything that's why she isn't living with us anymore." She explained matter-of-factly.

 

Her dad choked on his food. "No, no, that's not-" He coughed and took a moment to gather himself, his face as red as the cherry tomatoes in the lunch box.

"That's not how it is. I mean- She isn't living with us anymore but uh- that's- that's not the reason." He coughed again before he carefully added. "Are they not good?"

"No, they are amazing! Really, the best!"

He smiled in relief. "That's good."

"My dad is the best cook actually," the girl said before looking at you curiously. "Do you also cook?"

You scratched the back of your neck. "I mean, I'm not the best-"

"Because my dad is."

"Right. But I'm pretty decent. And I love to cook."

"Really?" Her dad asked just a tad too quickly, his eyes sparkling in interest.

You blushed at the sudden attention. "Yeah, but really, nothing special."

"I'm sure your food is amazing," he disagreed.

"Uh, thank you."

 

It turned quiet for a moment, the only noises the distant chattering of other passengers and the sound of your eating.

"I'm sorry, I believe we haven't introduced ourselves yet," the man eventually said.

 

"I'm Hongseok and this is my daughter--"

"It's a secret," the girl interrupted her dad before he could say anything. He looked at her bewildered, but she ignored him, leaning closer to you.

"I only tell my name to worthy people. You haven't proven yourself yet."

"Come on, cookie, she even let you check her ticket," Hongseok bargained but she shook her head.

You chuckled. "Don't worry about it. Honestly, I respect that. I'm y/n."

"Y/n," Hongseok repeated. "That's a nice name."

 

"Thank you," you smiled before turning to his daughter again. "So how do I prove that I'm worthy?"

She seemed to think hard for a moment before she shrugged. "You'll have to find that out yourself." She probably didn't know either, you thought, but you just nodded, your eyes drifting over the table.

"So, you like marvel?" You asked when your eyes got caught on one of the lunch boxes.

She scrunched up her nose in disgust. "Nooo, that's my dad's. I like Thomas."

"Ah, of course." Your gaze wandered over to Hongseok whose face was once again red in embarrassment.

"What do you like about Thomas, then?"

She rolled her eyes as if the question was a little stupid but decided to humor you anyway.

"He is a train. And he speaks and he helps his friends. And he is a train." She emphasized the last word, clearly the most important point in her argumentation. “Well, to be exact, he’s not a train but a tank engine,” she then added. “But I doubt you’d understand the difference.”

“What’s the difference?”

The girl examined you carefully, as if to make sure you were actually interested, before her eyes lit up with an excited spark. It was clear she’d only waited for an opportunity to share her vast knowledge on the matter.

She started explaining and you were honestly caught off guard by how much she knew about trains and the like. Definitely more than you did. You nodded along with a smile, making small “hm”s and “oh, really?”s to show her that you were listening.

All the while, you felt Hongseok’s eyes on you. When you glanced over, his eyes were soft, as if he was looking at something precious. You felt your breathing catch and your throat suddenly felt dry.

“Are you listening?” The girl interrupted your thoughts with a small pout.

You tore your gaze away from Hongseok and nodded quickly. “Of course. Steam drive, right?”

Her eyes remained skeptical, but she decided to let you off. “Right. So, what I was saying,” she continued her in depth explanation.

The train ride continued like that, she explained about trains until she tired herself out and decided it was time for another nap against her dad’s shoulder.

“We’re not done yet, though,” she clarified, as she snuggled up against him. “I’ll tell you the rest later!”

Hongseok smiled at her fondly, pushing some strands of hair out of her forehead while she closed her eyes.

It didn’t take long for her breathing to even out and her mouth to fall open.

“Thank you,” Hongseok whispered when he was sure she was asleep.

“Not at all. It was my pleasure.”

“She doesn’t often find people who are willing to listen to her.” He looked a little sad. “Trains aren’t really the hot topic among kids these days.”

“I can imagine.” You chuckled. “But it’s amazing how much she knows.”

When he met your gaze now, he was beaming with pride. "Isn't it?"

You had to smile to yourself. It was kinda cute how much he adored his daughter and how proud he was of her.

His expression suddenly grew flustered. “I’m not keeping you from working, am I?”

“No, don’t worry.” You weren’t sure why you said that. Strictly speaking, he was keeping you from work. But somehow you wanted to talk with him a little more.

“That’s good then.” A relieved smile appeared on his face. “Where are you going, by the way? If you don’t mind me asking?”

“I’m visiting my parents over the weekend. What about the two of you?”

“Me too, we’re visiting my mom. She’s been missing our little cookie. And my older brother will be home too, it’s a rare chance to get—” Hongseok interrupted himself with an awkward laugh. “I’m sorry for rambling, you probably don’t want to know all that.”

“I mean, I literally asked.” You chuckled. “Getting together with the family – that sounds nice. I’m sure she’s excited too.” You nodded over to his sleeping daughter.

“Absolutely. She adores my mom. Probably because she always gets spoiled rotten when we visit.”

“Who wouldn’t want to spoil her? She’s lovely.”

Hongseok nodded. “She is.”

The two of you continued talking for a while. Hongseok told you more about his family and you also shared a bit about yours and he listened attentively. It felt like barely any time had passed, but suddenly your station was already the one after the next. With a sigh you put away your laptop already, so you wouldn’t have to hurry once your station was reached.

“Oh,” Hongseok looked at you with big eyes. “Do you have to get out?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

He nodded, a small pout on his lips. “That’s a bummer. I mean— it’s good for you though! You’re almost there!”

“Yeah, thank you.” You chuckled. “When are you getting off?”

“Ah, oh, the one after yours.” He stumbled over his own words, seeming a little nervous.

“So not that much longer either, that’s good.”

“I uhm— it was really nice talking to you. I’m sure cookie feels the same. Maybe I should wake her so she can say goodbye.”

“No, no, I wouldn’t want to interrupt her sleep!”

“Honestly, I think she’d be more angry if I didn’t wake her.” He chuckled, before softly nudging his daughter's shoulder, who stirred awake.

“Mhm?” She looked up at him sleepily.

“Y/n is getting off soon, cookie. I thought maybe you wanted to say goodbye?”

At his words she sat up straight, her head snapping around to you. “You’re getting off?”

“Yeah, the one after this.”

“Noo, you can’t!! I still wanted to tell you more!”

“I’m sorry,” you looked at her with an apologetic smile.

“Can’t you just stay on until we get out? You can have dinner with us too, I’m sure granny doesn’t mind.”

Hongseok’s eyes turned wide at his daughter's words. “Cookie, we can’t just take her with us, she has plans of her own!” He turned to you with a quick “Sorry” but you waved him off.

“Ah, I wish I could, but my parents are waiting for me. Maybe next time?”

“Really?” 

“Sure,” you smiled, before you realized you couldn’t just make plans with the daughter of some stranger. You didn’t get the chance to backpedal though.

“Really?” Hongseok looked at you with wide eyes. “You’d want to meet up?”

You felt your cheeks heat up under his expectant gaze. “I– I mean only if you don’t mind?” 

“We don’t mind!” His daughter declared before her dad got a chance to, but he nodded along.

“Yeah, I’d— we’d love that actually.”

“Uhm, okay.”

“Okay,” he repeated.

The automatic voice sounded through the speakers of the train, announcing your stop coming up.

“I should probably—,” you gestured vaguely in the direction of the exit and got up from your seat.

“Yeah, yeah, you should,” Hongseok agreed, also getting up from his seat but then sitting down again.

“Dad,” his daughter whispered, though it was a very loud whisper. “Dad, we need her number.”

“Right! Do you mind? Or I can also give you mine—ours, if that’s more comfortable for you?”

You chuckled at the way he fumbled for words. “No, I don’t mind at all.”

He held out his phone and you put your number in, handing it back to him right as the train came to a halt.

“I should really go now,” you smiled. “But I’d love to talk again.”

“Yeah, me too,” Hongseok gave you a happy smile. “I’ll give you a call. Have a good time with your parents!”

“Thank you! You too!”

With that you got off the train, not without looking back a few times. When you looked at the departing train, you spotted Hongseok’s daughter waving at you through one of the windows. You waved back, prompting Hongseok to shyly lift his hand in a wave as well.

Your mom was already waiting for you in the parking lot, welcoming you with a hug.

“How was the ride?”

“Good,” you said, when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, two messages showing up when you unlocked it.

Thanks again for the nice conversation. Cookie can’t wait to meet you again.

I’m also looking forward to it.

A smile played on your lips. “It was really good.”

Masterlist

#hongseok x reader #pentagon x reader #pentagon fanfic #pentagon scenarios #pentagon imagines #pentagon headcanons #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop headcanons #kpop reactions #hongseok x y/n #pentagon fluff #hongseok fluff #yang hongseok #pentagon hongseok #kpop #kpop writing #pentagon reactions #pentagon fic #kpop fic #kebbis.writing

[milkybonya]

In THE DaRk

order 004 for anon: large coconut milk tea (In THE DaRk by BOBBy) with regular tapioca pearls and fresh taro

Warnings: food mentions

Pairing: idol!Hui x delivery worker!reader

Summary: you deliver food to cube ent. and end up becoming friends with Hui, an idol who's at the peak of his career... but he finds himself falling for you even as his songs rise on the charts :")

Word count: like maybe 3k?

[a/n]: i love this request because i love this song and writing it while listening to the song on loop in the dark of my room just made me so happy? also i put wayyyy more effort into this than necessary and it turned out super long >.< i'm so sorry anonnie i hope you like itttt ahhh

Shine, you shine on my existence

Sure, Hui was an idol with a life of his own - especially now, during Shine promotions, that his group, PENTAGON, was blowing up. Yet he never failed to make time for you, because you were the light of his life.

As a hardworking idol who was always cooped up in his studio and skipping meals, his members encouraged him to at least order food. He was reluctant but eventually agreed, not wanting to make them worry.

That's where you came in: a delivery worker at a local restaurant not too far from Cube entertainment, Hui's company. A lot of people ordered from your restaurant to Cube, so you weren't surprised when a new order flashed on the iPad screen at your workplace.

"We've got another delivery, [y/n]," the worker at the front told you with a smile, walking to the back to tell the cooks what to prepare.

You tapped your feet against the ground, awaiting the order. Once it was prepared, you carefully placed it in your delivery bag, fastened it to your bike and off you went, wearing a helmet of course.

The gentle breeze was enough to cheer you up and give you energy, despite the scene around you being full of traffic and slightly bleak.

Once you arrived, the guards let you in without even checking your workplace ID this time, recognizing you as a trusted delivery person.

You made your way up to the floor listed on the order, roaming through countless hallways until you finally found the right room. Judging by the area and the doors, it seemed to be full of studios.

The person who ordered this must be working hard, you thought to yourself.

Suddenly, you got an urge to leave a note, wishing the person well. You took out a scrap piece of paper and a pen that you always had handy, your heart racing and your hands shaking at the thought of doing this. You were excited at the idea of the person being happy to see such a cheerful note...

I hope you enjoy this meal and that it gives you enough energy to keep working hard :) Go for it!

After neatly placing the food and note at the door, you knocked and walked away, not wanting to bother the person. Even though you didn't turn your back, you heard the door open a few seconds later.

"Thank you!" a voice echoed through the hall.

You turned quickly to say ‘you’re welcome’ in response and caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a young idol hard at work. His hair was messy and he had dark circles under his eyes, but his mismatches clothes and bright smile were quite cute.

You thought that would be the last you’d see of him, but from that day onwards, he always ordered food from your restaurant at the same time: 2:09pm. Why so specific? You weren’t sure, but that’s how it was, and you being the only delivery worker at your restaurant meant that it would always be you taking the food to him.

The second time you went, you were surprised to see a note waiting on the door for you.

Thank you for your cheerful message... I’ll do my best to work harder!

It made you smile and you decided to leave another note with his order, this time just asking him what his favourite side dishes were so you could tell the cooks to put more of those in next time. Instead of him leaving a note for you with the response, though, Hui decided to text you this time so he wouldn't have to wait for you to make another delivery before you could see his response.

Unknown: This is Hui! Ah, I ordered food from you at 2:09pm? I'm not really picky on side dishes, but one of my members likes kimchi, so could you make sure to leave more of that for me?

You: sure, of course! but how did you get my number?

Hardworking Hui: Ah, sorry! It was on the app since you're the delivery worker... for me to contact you in case you get lost? I'm sorry!

You: No, that's okay! i just wanted to be sure ^^

So after that day, you made sure Hui always got extra kimchi with his order. He would always greet you at the door of his studio, quickly asking about your day and how you were doing. Truthfully, he actually wanted to ask you to come inside so he could talk with you some more, because the two of you would always get an interesting conversation going before you declared you had to leave.

Since he was too shy to ask you in person, he texted you, instead.

Hardworking Hui: could you get the rest of the day off after delivering my order today?

You: why?

Hardworking Hui: so you can eat with me? if that's okay? or just take an hour off!

You: ...

You: Only if you pay for my food :P

Hardworking Hui: deal

So that day, you asked your manager for the hour off from 2:30pm to 3:30pm. She agreed, knowing that you always work hard and deserve a break.

Showing up to Hui's studio with his usual order and some food for yourself in your hands, you knocked a little nervously this time, knowing that this wouldn't just be a delivery, but a whole... hang out? Type of thing?

Hui had made sure to clean his studio to the best of his ability, making sure that there was another comfy chair for you to sit on and that the room didn't smell bad or anything. He lit a couple of candles and vacuumed the place so there would be no dust. When you knocked on the door, he jumped out of his seat with excitement, immediately opening it.

"Hi! Come in," he said, holding the door open so you could step inside. Seeing the cosy, dimly lit space left you in awe.

"It's so cool to see where you've been working away for all this time," you said, sitting down on a chair and putting the food down.

"Yeah... sometimes I get tired of it, but it's home," Hui said, sitting on his studio chair and opening up the food.

"Ah... where's the kimchi?" Hui asked, pointing at all the dishes.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I told the cook to include my favourite side dish too, but he must have just replaced the kimchi with this instead, I'm so sorry!"

Hui laughed, shaking his head.

"It's completely fine!" he said, handing you your favourite side dish.

As the two of you began eating, you were able to get to know each other more as you spoke and asked each other questions. Even though it was a little silly asking for each other's favourite colours and seasons, it was a lot of fun, and the two of you turned out to have a lot in common.

Tears are erased by my emotions / Add, add colour to the world

After that day, you weren't just a delivery worker for Hui, and he wasn't just a customer to you. The two of you became close friends, attending the concerts of your favourite artists together. Hui would joke and say that he was attending for work reasons, trying to gain musical inspiration, while you had no real reason to be there. You'd slap his shoulder lightly, telling him to watch his words while he'd laugh at your reaction.

Even though his work was stressful at times, it was days like those that seemed to make him cry in reverse, if that was even possible? You showed up and turned his world around, adding colour onto his black and white canvas.

His members even told him that he seemed more cheerful and energetic despite still working hard in the studio, and Hui even told you that his songwriting process seemed to be running more smoothly.

"I'm so glad we became friends," he told you, leaning his head on your shoulder one day as the two of you sat on a park bench. You smiled, strongly agreeing with him in your own heart.

But do you remember when I mentioned Shine promotions at the beginning of this? Well, let's skip forward to that point.

By then, you had seen Hui and his group perform quite a few times, whether it was at concerts, music shows or even on the TV at your home. You were incredibly proud of him and wanted nothing but for him to succeed.

Every time Hui found you in the crowd at any of his live performances, he'd feel some kind of crazy adrenaline rush as all of his tiredness just seemed to magically disappear. He'd perform as if rent was due just because you gave him the energy to do so.

"Was [y/n] watching us again?" Hyunggu asked backstage after another performance for Shine ended safely.

"Yeah, I saw them there!" Hongseok confirmed.

"Plus, you can tell by the way Hui is acting," Yuto laughed, nodding towards Hui who was frantically texting you asking you if you'd left completely.

You told him you were still at the venue, and he begged you to come backstage. When you arrived, you greeted all of the Pentaboys, who adored you almost as much as Hui did, before joining Hui at his makeup table. You greeted the makeup artist too, out of respect, before asking Hui why he needed to see you so urgently.

"We might win today... I just wanted you to be by my side as good luck," he explained, a clearly worried expression on his face.

It was a shock to you that despite Shine doing so well on the charts, Pentagon still had not gotten their first win, but you knew they were an amazing group, regardless.

What you doing now? What's your plan now?

You placed your hand on top of Hui's, which rested on his own thigh.

"Hui, I know you haven't been getting all the wins you've been expecting, but we can't deny that this song is absolutely a bop and you have all been killing it!" you told him with a smile.

You couldn't tell whether or not your words had any sort of effect on him because he was looking down, but you hoped they at least didn't make him feel worse.

The rest of the Pentaboys cheered hearing your words though, feeling energized at your honest observation.

Hui was looking down because his stomach was tied in knots at the feeling of your hand on his. It was something he'd never felt before... butterflies? He tried to shrug it off but he couldn't stop wondering about your intentions... did you place your hand over his for a reason? What were you trying to tell him? What were you planning?

Inside my brain, after making a place for you / You make it impossible for me to sleep

That night, Hui still couldn't stop thinking about your simple gesture. You didn't mean anything by it, right? It was just a friend comforting a friend... the two of you had been friends for a while now, so why was he thinking into this so much?

As feelings of sleepiness took over, he drowsily wondered what it would be like to hold your hand rather than to just have his hand underneath yours. What would it be like to be held by you?

-

The next day, with more promotions ahead, you made sure to send Hui a text of good luck. You wouldn't be able to watch from the live audience that day, since you had work and deliveries to carry out, but you still wanted him to know that you were thinking of him.

Hui couldn't stop staring at your message of good luck for the whole day, pressing his finger on the heart emoji that you added at the end of your message.

"Hui hyung, are you reading something?" Wooseok asked the leader, sitting beside him on the sofa in the waiting room.

"Huh? N-no," Hui quickly said with a laugh, tucking his phone away.

"You've been staring at your phone all day... what is it, is it a fun webtoon?"

"No, no! Don't worry about it," Hui laughed, ruffling the tall boy's hair.

Wooseok whined, yelling about how the stylist just did his hair. Meanwhile, Hui's heart was racing. Why had he been staring at your text message all day?

You: I'm thinking of you today, Hui! Go get em, good luck <3

Are you thinking of me in this dawn? / I wish there was a continuous portal from my room to yours

Again, that night, Hui couldn't stop thinking about you. This time, it was about the message you'd sent him. He still had it open and was staring at it. He wondered if, when you said you were thinking of him, did that mean you were thinking of him right then and there too? At the same time when he was thinking about you?

Were your sleepless thoughts filled with him, just like his were filled with you-?

Ring ring. Ring ring.

Shit.

He'd been staring at your text and holding his phone so tightly that he accidentally pressed the call icon next to your name.

"Hello?" you answered sleepily. It was 3am and you had been asleep.

"H-hello? [y/n]?"

"Yes, Hui, what is it?"

"I uh..."

He desperately tried to think of an excuse for calling you, any reason-

"I wish there was a portal that went directly from my room to yours."

Really, Hui? Was that the best thing you could think of?

His heart raced and he smiled as he heard your laugh on the other end. He didn't realize he'd balled his other hand into a fist until your laughter made him calm down.

"What are you saying, Hui?"

"I miss you..." he mumbled.

Despite being sleepy, his words still made you nervous. Your heart raced and you wondered what he was trying to tell you.

"I m-miss you too," you croaked out.

"Really?" Hui asked you, sitting up in bed.

"Yeah, really," you said, laughing. It wasn't a lie, either. You'd been watching all of his performances on your phone that day while working, almost falling off your bike because you were that invested. In him.

"Do you wanna meet up now?"

"Now?" you spluttered.

"Yeah... by the Han River?"

You paused for a while before answering.

"Let's do it."

Even if I breathe in the cold air / It feels sweet, so sweet

"AHHH IT'S SO COOOOLD!" Hui yelled into the night air, rubbing his arms and running around in circles beside you.

"Here, take my coat," you said, but instead just wrapping your arms around him.

Hui tensed up, wondering if your arm that was wrapped around his chest could feel his heartbeat.

"W-what are you doing?" he asked.

"Providing you with warmth," you said.

You also felt butterflies stirring within you, realizing that maybe you saw Hui as more than just a friend. Yet you shrugged it off, telling yourself that Hui was an idol and you were just a delivery worker.

You can't know my pathetic feelings / Even if I've confessed a hundred times inside my brain / I'm invisible to you

Hui stayed quiet, closing his eyes tightly and enjoying the feeling of being in your arms on this cold night. He knew this embrace wouldn't last and that maybe it wouldn't happen again, because in his mind, he was invisible to you. Just a friend who you goofed around with, but all of your jokes made his heart rush.

The two of you ran around the grassy banks of Han River together, laughing into the night and chasing each other like kids. Each time Hui caught up to you, he'd wrap his small frame around you so tightly that it made you lose your breath. You told yourself it was just because you were running so hard, but it was definitely something else.

As the sun was beginning to rise and the two of you were finally in your homes, trying to get some sleep, Hui imagined what it would be like to confess to you. What if he confessed right there and then when you hugged him by the Han River? What if he told you how much he likes you and... what if you felt the same? What if you cupped his cheeks in your hands and kissed him right there as the river reflected the starlight from the sky...? What if Hui would drop his phone in shock but would kiss you back more passionately?

No, Hui. No.

If I ever want you to feel the same / That must be greedy, that'd probably be a chance to peek into heaven / 'Cause you are angel

There was no way any of that would ever happen. There was no way you would ever like him back, at least for Hui. You were way too good for him, an angel on this planet full of demons and sinners.

Little did he know that you were also squinting at the sun, struggling to get some sleep as you thought of the way Hui would press his face into your chest every time he caught up to you at the Han River as you chased each other for fun. His bright smile and gentle laughter made your heart feel like the Han River itself, gently flowing along but filled with such a refreshing feeling.

After another week of intense Shine promotions, Hui feeling all sorts of emotions as Shine continued to soar while his feelings for you also grew, it became unbearable. The two of you would talk late into the night, whether it was sending texts because Hui was busy working or whether it was phone calls. Hui thought about you every second of every day and always missed you a ton.

Please know that I like you / I just want to be there for the rest of your life

Hui asked you to meet him in his studio one evening, as he knew your work schedule and knew that you were free. You agreed, slightly confused as to how he was making time to meet with you despite being so busy.

"Hui, I'm here!" you sang, opening the door to his studio and finding him sitting there in his chair, looking especially cute as his hair was slightly ruffled and he wore a big, comfy hoodie.

"[y/n], I have to tell you something," he said, with a slightly sad smile.

"Yeah, what is it?"

You grew worried, but decided not to make a fuss over anything just yet.

"So, for some time now.... well, of course we've been good friends, and I don't want this to ruin that if you don't feel the same..."

He sighed mid-sentence.

"Gosh, I don't know why I'm rambling," he said with a laugh.

You instinctively laughed along.

"Well, [y/n]. I like you... a lot. I know it's pathetic for me to feel this way when I don't even deserve you, but-"

"You like me?" you cut him off.

Hui nodded in response, looking slightly red now.

Nervous and absolutely bewildered, you starting laughing to yourself, making Hui worry if he'd said something wrong.

"Hui, I... I like you too, what the hell?! And here I was thinking I was pathetic!"

"You're not pathetic at all!" Hui said, grinning widely and bright red in the face upon hearing your answer to his confession.

Both of you nervously smiled at each other for some time before Hui broke the silence.

"I know... it may be hard to date me... well no, it will be hard to date me since I'm an idol, but I promise I'll give this my everything. It's a given, because of how much I like you and how lucky I am for you to even date me-"

"I never said I was dating you," you joked.

"What?" Hui asked in shock.

"I'm joking! Hui, it's okay. We'll get through these difficulties together, whatever they may be," you said, holding half of his face in your right hand, stroking his cheek with your thumb.

Hui leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.

"You're right," he said, before turning his face and pressing his lips to your hand.

#pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #hui imagines #hui scenarios #idol!hui au #hui fluff #hui x reader #idol!hui x reader #pentagon #pentagon hui #ptg icons #ptg scenarios #ptg fluff #ptg fics #pentagon fics #pentagon au #hui au #lee hwitaek #lee hoetaek #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop au

[babysubinnie]

boys make up faster than girls // yang hongseok - requested

🌍 pairing:: yang hongseok x reader 🌍 genre:: angst, fluff 🌍 based on this anon ::  May I have a scenario of Y/N is dating Hongseok but Hongseok knew one of his band members still like Y/N, what would Hongseok do? 🌍 summary:: it’s easy for boys to make up, especially after a heartbreak, but the problem is how do they do it? i won’t be able to explain it to you but i can give you a summary of exactly how kino and hongseok’s friendship broke and repaired after just two hours.

a/n:: i finally finished this,, it took me a while cuz i had no motivation but i did it  ——————————————————————————

“do you still like her?” yuto asked kino just as i was about to turn the corner into the recording room. kino then tried to change the subject to avoid answering the question. they were talking about their song cerberus but yuto kept wanting to know about this girl that kino liked. 

“fine. if you want to know so bad i do. of course i fucking do. she walks around all the time helping us produce the song of our dreams, and then when we go back to the dorms she fucking sleeps in hongseok’s bed. i just wish it was my bed.” i peeked into the room to look at kino and he was on his monitor looking down at his keyboard then back up to the monitor. before i knew it, hongseok put his arm around my waist kissing the top of my head. 

“you know that if hongseok finds out you like her, you’re so fucked.” yuto laughed then put his hand on kino’s shoulder patting his back. hongseok snapped his head over to me and his eyes were wide. i nodded and pointed to myself biting my lip. but hongseok already knew. he was trying to hide the fact that he already knew that kino liked me. 

“you know?” i whispered under my breath and hongseok shook his head pretending that he didn’t know about any of this. i was standing there rolling my eyes laughing. 

“i liked her first so he’s the one that should have been fucked not me.” 

“what’d you just say you asshole?” hongseok ran into the recording room and pulled kino up by the collar. kino was standing there staring at hongseok in shock that he heard everything that kino just said. 

“look hyung, we all know that i liked y/n first. you knew but you fucking took her right in front of me. it’s not my fucking fault.” he scoffed at hongseok laughing then turned to look at the door when he heard me trip over my own feet trying to get a better look at the fight my boyfriend was about to start. 

“i can’t fucking believe you. you brought your girl here just to rub it in my face? come fucking on hongseok.” he scoffed rolling his eyes when he made eye contact with me. i looked away and walked into the room rubbing my neck nervously. 

“seok let him go. that’s enough.” i pulled hongseok away by the back of his shirt and looked kino straight in the eye. kino looked down and looking down biting my lip looking up at hongseok. i looked over at the kino and yuto telling them to get out of the room.

“sit your fucking ass down hongseok.” i scoffed standing in front of him crossing my arms in front of me. he held out his arms pouting to try to change the fact that i was going to scream at him but i shook my head. he put his hands on my hips and pulled me close to stand in the middle of his legs. i pushed his hands off then backed away.

“you knew. you knew he liked me before we started dating but you fucking betrayed him. hongseok, before we dated, the ten of us were best friends. we were friends before we were anything else. come on yang hongseok.” i looked up at the ceiling then back at him. he shook his head putting his hands back on my hips. 

“baby-” 

“do not baby me. hongseok-” he pulled me down to sit in his lap with both legs on one side of his legs putting my arms in my lap refusing to hug him. he put his arms around my waist locking me in.

“baby, i know we were friends first. i know that and i’m sorry.” he pressed a long kiss to my cheek and i couldn’t not just ignore that. when hongseok did these small little moments of pda, i fell in even deeper in love with him. i stood up putting my hands on my hips laughing with hongseok because he knew i was going to lecture him. 

“you shouldn’t be apologizing to me. the one you should apologize to is outside.” i shook my head correcting myself realizing that i had to apologize to kino too. i didn’t know how he felt but i felt like i had the need to do it too. 

“kino?” i called out the door to see that kino was at the end of the hallway pacing back and forth. i told him to come over which then he slowly walked over to me. i bit my lip walking back into the recording room where hongseok was listening to their song.

“what?” he scoffed crossing his arms in front of him and i walked up at him putting my arm on his shoulder. i bit my lip looking down at my feet refusing to look up at him. 

“i’m sorry kino. i’m really sorry. seriously.” i put my arms around his shoulders pulling him into a hug when he was trying to look away from the two of us. i bit my lip pulling away from him. he nodded his head and i turned over my shoulder to look at hongseok. he glared at me which then i took as a signal to leave the room so the two of them could make up.

so i stood outside and let them talk about whatever they wanted. at this point i didn’t care, if they fought, if they made out, whatever. i just needed them to get along. these two are the bestest of friends but i knew something happened the minute hongseok and i started dating. after about an hour or two, the two of them came out smiling leaning on the door frame when i returned. they were laughing with each other just like before everything blew up. 

“so i guess you two made up?” i stood in the hallway leaning against the wall across from the door of the room they were standing in front of. 

“yes. obviously baby.” he threw his arm around kino’s shoulder before blowing a kiss to me. i smiled rolling my eyes at the two of them. 

“you’re going to leave me for kino now right?” 

#yang hongseok #hongseok #kino #kang hyunggu #pentagon fluff #pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon angst #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop angst #kpop imagines #lee hoetaek #hui #jo jinho #jinho #ko shinwon #shinwon #yanan #yeo one #yeo changgu #adachi yuto #yuto #wooseok #jung wooseok

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Flour Cheeks;; YHS

Word Count;; 1.6k

Genre;; Fluff Overload!

Pairing;; Hongseok x Reader

Summary;;

While you understand that some mornings you'll wake up alone, your curiosity does get the better of you when you realise your boyfriend has chosen to leave the comfort of your shared bed despite not needing to. It's warm, fluffy, and soft and filled with the possibilities of additional dreaming and yet you soon find yourself also being drawn away from its comforts.

Request;;

Hiii! Can I please request something fluffy with Pentagon's Hongseok? Maybe cooking him and y/n cooking and being all cute? Thank you!! <333​

Warnings;;

None!

Notes;;

I remember him cooking well in one of his lives so I went to look for it and found the waffle incident instead ahsjjdkfkg. Also sorry I took longer than I said I would! Our parents stopped by while we were doing our laundry and I didn't have time to write like I thought I would. Hope you enjoy this all the same and...

Happy late birthday to our Honk Honk! ♡

My Masterlist

   Sunlight streamed in through the curtain's gap to cover the duvet in splashes of yellow and white. It brightened the room, forcing you to squint while you checked your phone's notifications. With a huff, you tossed the device back onto the bedside table and closed your eyes once more.

   It was getting late. The sun was high in the sky as if to taunt you for your laziness and the room warmed beneath its abundant rays. You soon found yourself kicking the bedding clear off the mattress as you flipped over and away from the window.

   Due to the lack of your boyfriend's firm chest to stop you from invading his side of the bed, your initial roll was followed by another, more exaggerated flop. Spreading your limbs with a strained sigh, you once again tried opening your eyes. The room was still bright but you pushed through the searing discomfort to search for Hongseok.

   Though the bathroom door was only propped open by a sliver, the lack of light and movement was enough for you to write it off as empty. The bedroom itself provided a similar scene: devoid of Hongseok but with small clues as to his whereabouts. His house shoes were moved but his phone was still on the charger. The dresser hadn't closed all the way, catching on one of his shirts. He had been in a rush and yet he hadn't dressed to go out, having grabbed clothes from the casual section of his wardrobe.

   You chuckled and shook your head. Whatever had been on his mind wasn't important enough to wake you up and you were grateful for the additional rest. Stretching once again, you pushed the remainder of the bedding off with a yawn before curling up into a ball.

   His side of the bed smelled like him (surprise, surprise) and you enjoyed the mornings when you could sleep in after he left almost as much as the mornings you woke up beside him. You pushed your face into his pillow and sighed. His body wash and shampoo flooded your senses. It was comforting and it made you feel safe because he made you feel safe.

   You inhaled breath by breath, drifting off to sleep until the soothing scent of Hongseok dissipated and was replaced by the strong, undesirable scent of burning. Your eyes snapped open a step slower than your body that had already slid out of bed. Without stopping to grab your shoes or to throw on pants, you fumbled out of your shared bedroom.

   The apartment wasn't huge and it didn't take long for your legs that were in pursuit of the smoke to stumble into the kitchen. Inside you took note of your handsome boyfriend wearing that ridiculous apron you had bought him as a gag gift for his last birthday. Flour graced his tanned cheeks and you fought back a laugh, biting your lip to keep yourself silent. His expression was both serious and exasperated while he observed the steady pillar of smoke escaping the miniature waffle maker.

   "If you make it too obvious, the insurance won't pay out," you teased. His eyes latched onto your form, lingering on your bare thighs that peeked out from beneath his oversized shirt. A grin formed on his lips as he beckoned you to his side. You were quick to oblige. "So what's up? Making breakfast?"

   "Good morning beautiful. I can't answer any questions until I have a kiss." He tapped his cheek twice. Powder still marked them. You leaned around him to grab a kitchen towel and you found it through memory rather than sight, your gaze focused and locked onto his. Though he tapped his foot in impatience, he was smiling and mischief shone in his eyes.

   The cloth wasn't the softest material so you were cautious of how much pressure you exerted on his soft skin. It wasn't until you pulled away to admire your handiwork that you noticed the towel (and most of the surfaces nearby) was also covered in flour and your attempt to wipe away the powder had only created a bigger smudge. Your whole body trembled with the bottled-up laughter brewing deep in your chest. "What? What's so funny?"

   "You're covered in flour, baby." You managed to force the words out before you let loose and your laugh filled every corner of the room. Hongseok frowned and turned away from you, focusing his attention back on the waffle maker. At least it was no longer smoking. Next to the appliance was a plate of… something you couldn't quite identify. "And what the hell is that?"

   "What? That? You can't tell? It's clearly a waffle. And here I thought you were cultured," he said, his voice strained as he tried to pry the appliance open. Upon noticing the secured latch, you nudged him aside and popped the lock before flipping the lid open. Out of instinct his arms wrapped around your waist and yanked you back away from the billow of steam that rushed upward out of the small machine.

   "What's the point of using the waffle maker if it doesn't make waffles?" He whined, resting his head on your shoulder.

   "Did it make that"—distaste crossed your face as you gestured toward the plate of goop—"mess too?"

   "No, I tried… it doesn't matter. The last resort is the other waffle maker."

   "Or maybe we should stop now while we're only at two losses?"

   "I'm a man who never gives up, baby. You know this."

   Hongseok flashed you a grin, his eyes sparkling with determination as he cleared the counter. While his attention was on whipping up another batch of mixture, you decided to clean up his prior attempts. You scraped off the goo from the plate and ran it under hot water while you disconnected the miniature waffle maker and waited for it to cool down enough to soak the inner dish. The dishes stacked up in the sink and the small tower of plastic threatened to collapse like a Jenga tower when you added the last powder bowl Hongseok had discarded to the top.

   "So what's the special occasion?"

   "Are you kidding or do you owe me a massage?"

   A massage? That could only mean-

   Shoot!

   "I was just kid-"

   "Looks like my honey bunny owes me a massage! What a great start to our anniversary!"

   "But I didn't forget!"

   "Nah uh. I said the same thing last year, I was in the same boat, and you didn't go easy on me so I don't think I'll go easy on you, either."

   "Hongseokkie," you pouted, jutting out your lips as you pulled on his arm. Your mind wandered when he flexed under your grasp, his muscles toned and strong. His efforts at the gym never went unnoticed. He continued his attempt to mix the blueberries and bananas into batter, oblivious to how your gaze devoured him. "I didn't forget."

   "If I say I believe you, will you give me a massage anyway?"

   "Maybe."

   "Well I don't believe you."

   You scoffed, a playful smile pulling at the corners of your mouth, "Alright, alright. Fine, I forgot, and you'll get your massage as owed. Now will you please abandon this futile waffle mission? We can just have our usual instead. Nothing beats healthy, anyway."

   "Abandon as in give up? Who do you think I am? I'm going to make you the best damn waffles, just you watch."

   "Right, right. Of course. And I'll try not to starve in the meantime."

   He ignored your comment and focused on pouring the batter into the second waffle maker. This one was bigger, at least in comparison to the miniature maker. The miniature (theoretically) baked bite-sized waffles with little snowflakes on them. This regular-sized and completely average waffle maker had no special gimmick. It was straight-forward and easy to use.

   Except that it wasn't.

   Once Hongseok's pride diminished just enough to summon you back into the kitchen, you found yourself also struggling to make a single waffle that could pass as a waffle. None of your creations were recognisable as a breakfast treat. Some weren't even recognisable as food. Several plates of "waffles" had built up, each featuring varying degrees of baked all the way from gooey to charred. Your solo attempts hadn't fared any better.

   "Can we give up yet?"

   "No." He grabbed a piece of overcooked waffle from the maker and frowned. Half of the batter was close to burning while the other half was still liquid. With great caution, he nibbled on it. The regret was immediate. He thrusted it in your direction. "Try this."

   "Gross," you said, pretending to gag. He took the opportunity to shove the waffle piece into your mouth. You swatted him away seconds too late. He laughed, dodging your flailing hits. Though crunchy and quite dry, the waffle wasn't actually that bad. It could be worse, you thought, eyeing the discarded plates. Much worse.

   "So…"

   "So…" you echoed. When he didn't continue, you nudged his slumped shoulder. His expression screamed disappointment upon looking at the numerous attempts which then morphed into irritation as he glared at the appliance and its lustrous shine. Despite the abundance of use it had undergone over the last few hours, it looked brand new and somehow clean. "While this has been quite the adventure, should we settle down with some oatmeal and relax?"

   "You want to give up?"

   "On the waffles? Yes. I'd rather cuddle with you than fight with this clearly defective waffle maker."

   "Waffle makers," he empathised, glaring over at the abandoned miniature version.

   "If nothing else, we've created a memory that will last a lifetime and I can't think of a better gift to receive on our very special day."

   "I can think of something." You knew by his cheeky grin just what he planned to do and before he even raised his finger, you began to lean into his space. He pointed at his cheek all the same and awaited your kiss. Once again you laughed at his cute antics but this time you followed it up with a kiss.

#yang hongseok #hongseok x reader #pentagon x reader #kpop x reader #pentagon #kpop #yang hongseok x reader #kpop fluff #pentagon fluff #hongseok fluff #reader insert #pentagon fanfic #kpop fanfic #hongseok fanfic #kpop pentagon #kpoptrashlord-007 #soft hours #pentagon soft hours #kpop soft hours

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Do or Not Series

Do or Not, Love or Take, I'm okay either way, so what I don't care. Whether their hearts break or not, it's up to you.

This is a Pentagon Series based off of their recent comeback 'Do or Not'! I absolutely loved the music video and just had to write it :)

Letters

Jinho X Reader

Summary: Writing letters to your close friend, you find that you have been in love with him for a while.

Backseat Bingo

Hui X Reader

Summary: Turns out the lead singer from your favorite band is really handsome.

M&M's

Hongseok X Reader

Summary: Need a tutor? Well, you’ve come to the right school, we have just the one for you. And he’s attractive too.

The Ko's Arcade

Shinwon X Reader

Summary: Falling for the arcade owner’s son is a lot easier than you think.

Carnation

Yeoone [Channgu] X Reader

Summary: A flower can change a meeting and change the whole world. At least, (Y/n)’s and Changgu’s world.

Truly Yours

Yanan X Reader

Summary: Moving to Korea from China had to be the hardest thing Yanan ever had to do. But if you love something and it comes back it was truly yours. If it never does it never truly was.

Wonder No Longer

Yuto X Reader

Summary: Falling in love with your best friend is interesting to say the least. Because when you realize it, it hits you like a ton of bricks.

Senior Math

Kino [Hyunggu] X Reader

Summary: If there is one rule to high school, it’s you don’t miss PTG parties.

Basement

Wooseok X Reader

Summary: Sometimes it’s better not to ask why something is happening, but be glad it is happening.

#pentagon #do or not #do or not series #ptg series #ptg #wooseok #hui #jinho #kino #hyunggu #yeoone #changgu #yuto #yanan #hongseok #shinwon #wooseok x reader #shinwon x reader #kino x reader #hyunggu x reader #yeoone x reader #changgu x reader #yuto x reader #yanan x reader #hui x reader #jinho x reader #hongseok x reader #pentagon fluff #pentagon series #love or take

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

For the cns au - I've been hoping wondering if the reader will have a reason to go see head counselor Jinho 🤔 like maybe they had an important question or got into a predicament and Jinho was very helpful and the reader really appreciated it - 🐾

AFAB!Reader x Jo Jinho

Word Count: 2907

Contents: dom!Jinho, holding down, teasing, fingering (reader receiving), protected sex

Note: this is unedited so if you see a lot of words missing the letter n no you dont my n key is acting up

[6:54]

“I heard you needed help.”

You spun around, away from the canoe shed door, eyes landing on Jinho as he strolled across this grass, evening breeze blowing between the two of you.

“Yeah? I really thought Hongseok was gonna come.”

Jinho shrugged. “He’s busy with something. And the kids listen to me better. I assume they’re still in there?”

“Yep,” you sighed. “I don’t know if someone dared them or they just decided to hide in there to be mischievous.”

“It’s Changbin and Donghyuck?”

“Yep.”

“Yeah, $10 bucks says Minho dared them.”

“I’d believe it. I’ve told them to come out but they just keep laughing and they’re holding it closed.” You sighed. “I still have to finish putting the canoes up too.”

Jinho motioned to you to let him handle it. He stepped closer to the door and knocked on it before yelling “Hey!” much louder than you were expecting, loud enough to make you jump.

The boys popped their heads up in the small window on the door, surprised by Jinho’s voice.

“Come on out. You can get into trouble elsewhere.”

The two merely stuck their tongues out at him while giggling madly.

Jinho leaned against the doorframe. “Ah that’s too bad. I guess you guys will just miss the treat Jeonghan and I have been planning. It’s cool, I’ll give your cake to someone else.”

They both popped up to watch him as he pushed away from the door. “It’s like you forgot about the party I throw the last evening. But it’s all good, we’ll enjoy ourselves without you.”

The handle started to jiggle. Your brow furrowed as you listened to them pushing before Changbin shoved his shoulder against the door.

And it didn't budge.

Changbin and Donghyuck looked up, fear starting to fill their eyes. You rushed to the door with your key, muttering curses under your breath, but it wasn't locked, it was jammed shut and stuck. No amount of wiggling the lock got it open. You tried pushing on it to push it in while Changbin and Donghyuck started panicking.

“Allow me,” Jinho said. 

“I-I- okay?” You stepped back, unsure what he was going to do. Jinho motioned for Changbin and Donghyuck to step back before rolling out his shoulders. You watched as he backed away a few steps before charges at the door and slamming it open with his shoulder. The door yielded, opening from the force of his push. He held onto it to steady himself as you bit the inside of your lip.

You had to admit, it was kinda hot.

“Thank you!” Cried Donghyuck. “I didn’t wanna die in there.”

“You weren’t going to die,” Jinho assured him. “And you’re welcome.”

“Can- Can we still have cake?” Changbin asked almost shyly.

Jinho ruffled his hair, “Yes, you can. Now, it’s the least you can do to put up those last few canoes and then go help Hansol and Chan with cleaning the cabin.”

“Are you gonna check it before the party?” Changbin asked.

“Of course,” Jinho chuckled. The two boys sighed but did as he said, putting the canoes in their proper places before he sent them off to their cabins. You wandered into the shed to check their work and Jinho followed you.

“You’re like some kind of magician with them,” you mumbled.

“Nah, I just know that food always works. And they respect me, even the troublemakers.”

“Well, thank you,” you said, “and for getting the door open. That was…”

“Was?”

You met his gaze. “Hot?”

Jinho laughed. “Is that why you’re having a hoe summer? You just get horny that easily?”

“Shut up!” You said, feeling your face growing hot. “Not everything turns me on. But you just pushed the door in just like that.”

“Well that explains Hongseok,” he chuckled.

You whacked his arm weakly. “Let me be a hoe in peace. He’s hot and he made it sexual. How did you even hear about that?”

“I know everything,” he said. “How did that happen anyway?”

“I brought him lesson plans ad the he was stiff so I gave him a massage-”

Jinho snorted. “That was your first mistake.”

“It wasn’t a mistake,” you said. “He’s good. And it was fun.”

“Mhm, I’m sure,” he said, leaning against the wall. “But I feel like it still proves my point that you get turned on easy and you’re always ready.”

“I am not always ready-”

“Do you have condoms on you right now?”

You felt your face burning as you realized that you did indeed have condoms in your pocket. All you could do was sputter while Jinho howled with laughter.

“You see?” He laughed.

“Yeah okay, I see your point,” you muttered. “But just because you turned me on doesn’t mean anyone would.”

“Thanks for trying to make me feel special,” he grinned.

“I-”

“And trying to get into my pants,” he teased.

“I-I’m not?!” You cried. “I didn’t- you- it-”

Jinho walked up to you, chuckling, before he pressed a finger to your lips to hush you.

“I’m just teasing you,” he snickered. “But you’re making it too easy.”

“Well I’m not doing it on purpose,” you muttered. You barely noticed that he was walking you backwards

“Yeah, still kinda cute though.” He smirked.

“Okay now I’m starting to think you’re trying to get into my pants,” you said.

“The thought had crossed my mind,” he said. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

“Shut up!” You said. You felt your back against the door and how he gently pushed you back into it until the door was closed behind you.

“Do you really want me to?”

You broke away from his gaze, feeling even more flustered from his call out. You didn’t like admitting how much you liked teasing. But…”

“No,” you mumbled.

You felt Jinho’s finger under your chin, tilting you head up to look at him. “That’s what I thought.”

He closed the distance, kissing you. You melted into his kisses easily, wrapping your arms around his neck. Jinho’s hands found your waist. He pressed your hips back against the door, kissing you more and more deeply by the moment.

You let his tongue past your lips easily. Your brain was whirring with the teasing words he had already said and the things he could say. It had you curling your fingers into his shirt as he pressed his hips against you, managing to slip a thigh between your legs.

You ground very subtly against his thigh. Your arousal was steadily growing from the way he kissed you, the grip he had on your hips, and the movements of your own hips. Arousal was sparking within you, warming your core and making you wetter. Sighs started to pass your lips between kisses.

From the way he smirked against your lips he seemed to have caught on.

“How far do you want to go?” He murmured, lips moving to kiss along your jaw.

“I do have condoms,” you sighed contentedly at the feeling of his kisses.

“You really do get turned on fast,” he chuckled.

“I-I meant- I- Not yet-” you mumbled.

He pulled back to look at you, a smirk on his lips. His hands pulled yours away from his shirt.

“I know that,” he chuckled. “But you’re already so eager. Are you like this with everyone or am I just that special?”

You felt yet more heat on your face. You couldn’t come up with a good answer and the way he pulled your hands above your head and held them in one of his didn’t help at all. In fact it only made you more flustered how quickly he was affecting you. Clearly, he had found a weak spot and had no problem exploiting it.

“And now I don’t even get an answer,” he said. “You poor thing. I’ve barely done a thing and you’re already a mess.”

“I’m not- I-I just- You-re r-really- Oh~” You let out a moan as he pushed his hand into your shorts, moving his knees back. His fingers didn’t need much time to find your clit and he started rubbing quick, smooth, circles against your sensitive bud.

He leaned his lips right next to your ear. His voice dropped lower and he spoke in a smooth tone. “Am I just that good or are you just that sensitive?” He questioned.

“Y-You-re- It’s-” You couldn’t explain how your brain was turning to putty so fast. The movement of his fingers did you no favours at all. The arousal and pleasure coming from his ministrations was coursing through you already. You tugged your arms slightly but he held them strongly, all you could do was roll your hips into his hand.

“M-More,” you finally managed.

“Why doesn’t that surprise me,” he teased.

A whine passed your lips. You were thankful that even in his teasing he wasn’t making you wait. He was turning you on fast and it felt like your brain was already off. You just wanted to feel more. As he eased one finger into your heat and started pumping it steadily you started to think about how good his cock would feel inside you.

“Mmmm good,” you hummed, letting your eyes fully close.

“I know it is,” he chuckled. “I know you’re enjoying it. You’re already so wet.”

“Y-You’re good,” you stumbled out.

“Is that all?” He teased. “Are there no thoughts in that pretty head?”

You let your head fall to the side, biting your lip. The pleasure was building more and more and already you were starting to feel the coil in your core curling tightly as your body started building towards release. It only increased as he easily slid a second finger into your heat.

“It- I-I-”

“Tell me what you’re thinking about, beautiful,” he purred.

“J-Just- Just your cock,” even in your needy state the words still made your skin burn. You couldn’t help the moans falling off of your lips now from the way his two fingers moved inside you. Whether you wanted to admit it or not you were getting more and more needy by the second. You knew you wanted more than his fingers, even if they did feel good. Your mind had one track as it clouded more and more with lust. He just wanted to feel him inside of you.

Jinho chuckled. “You’re that desperate? Already thiking about how I’m going to fuck you?”

“Y-Yes,” you gasped as his fingers moved a little faster. You felt the slight tremble in your legs as your need grew. Even from within your shorts you would hear the lewd sounds of his fingers fucking into your core. And his lips, teasing your neck with kisses and murmuring right into your ear was not helping matters at all.

“It’s cute,” He purred. “It’s cute that you want me that badly. It’s cute how quickly you got yourself worked up over me. I didn’t have to do anything. You’re just too cute.”

You couldn’t wrap your mind around his words, how their contents sounded like a compliment but they felt like he was making fun of you. You knew he was teasing you, you knew he was messing with you and getting joy from it. And the more that swirled in your mind the more you became flustered.

But, what was decidedly worse, however, was the way your dripping cunt clenched around his fingers each time he said something.

“You really like that, don’t you?” He chuckled.

“Jinho,” you whined quietly. It was one thing to get turned on by it. It was another entirely to say it out loud. 

“You have to be able to say what you like,” he teased, pressing a third finger into your heat. “And besides, it’ll be cute.”

“Y-Yes- Fuck- Yes, I like i-it,” you stammered. You were even more flustered and turned on from it. His three fingers moving in you were heavenly and your arms started to pull at where he was holding them. The coil in your core was now pulled tighter as you tried to touch him, feeling him press his body against yours to help you stay up against the wall.

“See how easy that was to admit?” He said. “But you’re getting needy for even more now, aren’t you?”

“Mhm,” your voice was whiny and desperate now as your hips tried to rock and grind down on his fingers.

“Yes,” you gasped, “P-Please.”

Jinho pulled his fingers from your core. You panted to catch your breath until he stuck the fingers in your mouth, a mess of your own juices. You felt your skin heat as he gazed at you with pure lust in his expression. It only made you needier and painfully aware of how empty you now felt. 

Jinho shifted off his own shorts, letting go of your hands. He pulled his fingers from your mouth and kissed you roughly, nearly making you breathless. His hands went into your back pocket, gripping your ass and finding a condom which he pulled out before pulling back from the kiss.

“Take those shorts off, beautiful,” he smirked.

You were all too eager to kick them off, taking the moment to admire Jinho’s cock as he rolled the condom on. His gaze came up to meet yours with a smirk and you felt yourself clenching around nothing, your own juices starting to wet the tops of your thighs.

“Turn around for me,” he purred.

You did just what he said, bracing yourself against the door. You bit down on your lip in anticipation as he took your hip in one hand. You felt the tip of his cock rubbing through your folds and you let out a shuddering breath as he aligned himself with your entrance.

“Fuck~” The word fell off your lips in a moan as he sunk his cock into your heat. You felt yourself clenching around him already, your body desperate for the sensation. A rush of pleasure went through your body at the way you stretched around his cock and before he could even bottom out you were bouncing back on him impatiently.

“You’re lucky I’m just as impatient,” he purred, though his voice was slightly rougher now. He brought his other hand to your hip, holding you tightly before he pulled early fully out of you and then slammed back into you.

Jinho set a fast, hard pace with his thrusts that kept you pressed against the door easily. He let out a series of groans and low moans as he got into his rhythm. His hands dug into your hips to hold them as still as he could whole he pounded his cock into you.

Pleasure burst through your body from each thrust of his cock. It made your legs shake and your head spin and it felt so good.You let your head fall forward against the door, cheek pressing into the cool wood as you moaned out for him.

“God you feel good,” he moaned, already getting lost in the feeling.

“P-Please,” you gasped. What you were pleading for you didn’t know. You simply wanted to keep feeling this sublime sensation indefinitely. He didn’t show any signs of slowing, keeping his pace quick and rough in a way that had your head spinning and your legs weak.

He leaned in so he was a little closer to your ear. “I’m not gonna stop,” he murmured, though his voice was breathy and a bit strained. “I want to feel you cumming on my cock.”

You moaned out his name, pressing and tilting your hips back more for him.

“Damn, you take me so well,” he praised. “Your little cunt is so needy for me.”

You felt yourself clenching for every phrase that left his lips. They had you reeling, so impossibly aroused and getting so close to your own release. You couldn’t think of full sentences to say, only moans and vague whines made it off your lips., but you eagerly drank in everything he said to you.

“Are you going to cum for me?” He asked.

“Y-Yes,” you moaned.

You felt him drop a hand from your hip and wrap it around you instead. His hand came between your legs and you cried out at the sensation as he started to rub his fingers across your clit quickly.

Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave. Your whole body shook and your clenched hard around Jinho’s cock. You felt the way the feeling of your release extended to every inch of your being, leaving the warm, fuzzy, over sensitive afterglow in its wake.

Your legs shook and the only things that held you up were Jinho’s hands and the door. He kept going, even as you started to whine, until he finally came with a beautiful low moan. You felt each throb of his cock inside you as he released into the condom.

He was careful as he pulled out of you before helping you over to one of the canoes on the ground. He brought you to sit down and let you rest against his shoulder while you caught your breath.

“That was good,” you hummed.

He hummed in agreement. “And you’re so cute when you get worked up easily.”

You groaned, hiding in his shoulder and he laughed. “I should at least get some cake in exchange for all that teasing,” you grumbled.

“Deal,” he chuckled.

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[ocean-ai]

Early Mornings~ Hongseok

Pentagon quickly became a major obsession....and this new album???PHEW QUALITY. Anyway, here’s a fluffy smut I wrote for the wonderful Hongseok. My best friend is in love with him, so I had to write this for her lol

Pairings: Hongseok X Female Reader

Genre: Fluffy smut

Word count: 2,442

Warnings: Oral (slight female, male receiving), soft sex, it’s just sweet cuz he’s really sweet

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Good love is so hard to find, and yet, Hongseok seemed to find it with you. If this was love; he wasn't quite sure what it was, but he wasn't going to question how he felt about you. He hadn't been with you for very long, but it was long enough to know that this wasn't a feeling he'd had with anyone else before.

The clock read 3:00 AM as Hongseok held you close to him. He had randomly woken up to go get some water, but he didn't want to wake you by moving. At this point, all Hongseok could think about was how perfectly you fit in his arms. You were like the perfect puzzle piece for him; your bodies fit so well together. He kissed your forehead before falling back asleep.

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The next morning, Hongseok woke up alone. He heard music coming from the kitchen as he gathered his senses. Were you attempting to cook? He chuckled to himself thinking about the time you tried to make him pancakes. They ended up eating cereal because you burned the pancakes.

Hongseok got up from the bed and headed towards the kitchen. He found you bobbing your head to the beat of your favorite song to listen to in the morning. He smiled even though he knew you couldn't see him.

He cleared his throat and you jumped. "Oh, Hongseok! Good morning! I was going to try to cook, but I didn't want to burn anything again so there are waffles in the toaster." You smiled at your man, holding back a slight laugh as you took in his sleepy appearance. His long hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed. He looked so cute to you. The toaster popped and the smell of waffles took over your small kitchen. "Oh, they're ready. Do you want syrup?"

Hongseok nodded before he walked towards you and hugged you. He gave you a quick kiss. "Thanks for making breakfast, baby."

You put your arms around his big shoulders and smiled up at him. "Of course; anything for my man." Hongseok felt himself blushing, so he kissed you again.

You reluctantly wriggled out of his arms so you could finish "making" the waffles. You told him to take a seat as you grabbed a plate and poured syrup on top of the hot waffles. Hongseok couldn’t help but think to himself how lucky he was to have a girl like you. No, you weren't the best cook, but you at least tried.

He smiled at you as you brought the plate to him. He happily ate the food you gave him, while you made some for yourself. Hongseok waited for you to sit in front of him when you were done making your own. He watched you silently as you ate and checked your phone, completely oblivious to the fact that his eyes had never left you. You were beautiful. 

You looked up at him and he smiled at you. "What? Is there something on my face?" 

He chuckled and shook his head. "No, no. You're good; you look so beautiful." 

You put your fork and knife down and looked at him. "Hongseok, what are you talking about?" 

The smile never left his perfectly plump lips. "I love you so much. More than anything. How did I get so lucky to have you? You're so wonderful and kind. I'm so happy to call you mine and be yours. I love you, Y/N." 

You smiled back at him and stared at him in disbelief. Did he really just say all of that to you? Did your man who doesn't really express his feelings just pour his heart out to you? He did and you felt like the luckiest girl in the world. 

You got up from your chair and went straight into his arms, and held him close. You kissed his soft lips. "I love you, too, Hongseok." 

Hongseok wrapped his strong arms around you and picked you up, taking you back into the bedroom where he wanted to show you just how much he loved you.

As Hongseok carried you to the bedroom, his lips never left yours. His soft lips felt like pillows and you couldn’t get enough of his kisses. Once you two reached the bedroom, he gently placed you on the bed and hovered his large frame over you. 

He began to pepper light kisses all over your skin and you giggled at the sensation. You loved how gentle his kisses were. You put your hands in his dark hair and he raised his head back to kiss your lips. Each kiss sent electricity through your whole body and you couldn’t wait to be with your man. How you got so lucky to have him was beyond you, but you weren’t going to question it. 

His hands found themselves under your shirt, and since you were just in your pajamas, you didn’t have a bra on. You moaned into your kiss when you felt his fingers brush over your nipple. He smiled into the kiss at your reaction, then he pulled away from you to lift your shirt off your body. 

Once the flimsy fabric was discarded, Hongseok smiled seeing your body. You were so beautiful and he loved that you were all his. His lips were back on your neck, leaving sweet little love bites. He lowered his kisses to the top of your breasts and his lips tickled your skin. You giggled until his tongue flicked over your nipple, hardening the sensitive nub. You gasped and your fingers found their way into his soft hair. 

You let out soft moans as his tongue and fingers worked on your nipples, making you become more aroused by the second. You opened your legs a little more so that he could settle between them. You felt his bulge against your center and you moaned a little louder. He was already pretty hard, but you knew he wasn’t fully there yet. 

His lips began to travel lower down your body and you started to become wetter with each kiss from him. He kissed your hips before he started to take your shorts off. You raised your hips to help him and he smirked; you were such a good girl. Once your shorts were off, he was able to see just how wet you had become. He looked up at you before planting a soft kiss to your core through your panties. You moaned and your legs almost trapped his head, but he had one hand on your thigh. 

He moved your leg and put the other around his shoulder. He kissed your inner thighs, and right above your underwear before moving your panties to the side to kiss your clit. You moaned and he soon started to give your clit little licks. You pulled on his hair, causing him to moan himself. He loved it when you pulled his long, curly hair. 

As much as you loved what he was doing to you, you had another idea in mind. “Hongseok, st-stop.” You stumbled out. 

He looked up at you, worry on his face. “What’s wrong? I thought you liked teasing.” 

You loved it when he went down on you or teased you, but you wanted him to feel as good as you did. You looked down at him, lips glossy with your essence. “I do! I just want to give you as much as you give me.”

He cocked his eyebrow. “Are you sure? I don’t mind.” 

You smiled at him as he started to remove himself from between your legs. “Yes, Hongseok. I love you, and I want you to feel good.” He returned the smile to you before kissing you softly. 

You put your hands on his broad shoulders and moved so that you were on top of him. You straddled his waist, grinding your hips into his as you put soft kisses on his neck and collarbones. Your hands went to the hemline of his shirt and you took it off of him, revealing his beautifully sculpted body. Even though you’d seen his body many times, it always impressed you how built he was. 

Your hands traced his abs and he chuckled; it tickled him. Your lips went down his body, kissing his chest, abs, right under his belly button at the top of his pants. You smiled to yourself as the tent in his pants became bigger; he wasn’t wearing any underwear. 

You started to pull his pants down and Hongseok watched you closely, excited to see what you were going to do next. Once his erection was free from its fabric prison, it stood tall and proud.

You placed a soft kiss to his tip and he hissed. After a few more experimental kisses you put your mouth around the head and he moaned. Music to your ears. You began to bob your head as your tongue coated his dick with your saliva. 

His breathing was starting to become heavy as you wrapped your fingers around his length, pumping him in time with your sucks. You concentrated on pleasing him, and his hips jerked forward, but he was careful not to choke you. 

You moaned onto his cock and he threw his head back. The vibrations of your voice sending him over the edge. This wasn’t the first time you gave him a blowjob, but it wasn’t very often that you did. Hongseok was more of a giver than a receiver, but he’d never turn down a blowjob. He couldn’t believe how good you were making him feel. 

You took more of him in your mouth and his tip reached your throat. His large hands were in your hair, guiding you down his cock. You did your best not to gag on his length as his hands pushed you further onto him. You released him with a pop before going back to give his throbbing tip more attention. 

He began to squirm underneath you as the pleasure became more intense. The way your lips felt around him was enough for him to come, but he was pretty good at holding off his own orgasm. “B-Baby..oh my god.” He muttered out as you deep throated him one more time. 

You looked up at your man; hair sticking to his forehead, his breathing labored, eyes shut and mouth slightly open. You were proud of yourself to see him in this state; usually, it was you. 

Hongseok was getting very close to cumming, but he didn’t want to do that in your mouth. He wanted to be inside you instead. As amazing as you were making him feel, he had to stop you. “Y/N…” He whined, and your ears perked up. You’ve never heard him say your name like that. “I..I don’t want to cum yet. I want to be connected to you when I do.” How could you say no to that? 

You gave his tip one more light kiss before pulling away from him. He groaned as you crawled back on top of him. You connected your lips back to his and he flipped you over so that he was on top now. As much as he loved watching you ride him, today wasn’t about that. 

He looked at your naked body and smiled to himself; you were beautiful. He reached over to the nightstand next to the bed and grabbed a condom. Once the rubber was on his shaft, he teased your opening with his tip. He slid the head in and you gasped at the new feeling. He pulled out and teased you again.

“Hongseok!” You moaned when he slowly eased into you fully. Hongseok couldn’t hold back his own groans as he felt you around him. You felt so good. He was still sensitive from the blowjob you just gave him, so he wanted to go slow this time. His hands were on your hips as he slowly rocked his hips into you. 

He started with a slow and gentle pace, wanting you to feel every inch of him. He had barely gotten started and you were already a mess under him. He grabbed one of your legs and wrapped it around his slim waist, making him go deeper. 

He moved his hips a little faster in you as he leaned down to kiss you. Hongseok’s plan was to make love to you instead of just fucking you. He wanted you to know how much he loved and cared for you. This was all about you and your pleasure. It was also his way of thanking you for going down on him. 

He took both of your hands in his and intertwined your fingers as his he rolled his hips, hitting your spot. You moaned his name and his lips went to your neck. He left hot, loving kisses and nips. He tried to not leave too many marks on your skin, but he couldn’t help himself. 

You wrapped your other leg around him and your grip on his hands became tighter as he quickened his pace again. He was getting closer, but he wanted to make sure you were satisfied first. There was no way he was gonna cum before you. 

He moved his lips back to yours and kissed you with the same urgency as his hips. His thrusts became a little rougher as he came closer to his orgasm. He removed one of his hands from yours and started to rub your clit in circles. You almost screamed at the new waves of pleasure hitting your entire body. He was making you feel too good. 

“Hongseok, I-I’m s-so close!” You cried out. He had you feeling like the only woman in the world and you were so happy. He always knew how to please you properly. 

“Me too, baby. Come for me,” and with that, you let loose. Your toes curled, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you held onto him with everything you had. Each time he made you cum it was like a new experience; he knew just how to get you. 

When he felt you tighten around him from your orgasm, that triggered his own and he spilled his seed in the condom. He thrust sloppily into you as he milked out both of your highs. With heavy breaths, he looked into your eyes and smiled at you. 

“I love you,” He said before pulling out and getting rid of the soiled condom. 

He crashed down next to you and you kissed him one more time. “I love you more.”

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