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notsosweetchan · 24 days

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Warning: Smut (Minors Do Not Interact )

Paring - Maknae line x Reader -

-Morning wood-

Jisung

. It’s pretty much every morning

. Rarely gets embarrassed

. Would pull you close and rutting up against you while you’re alseep

. If he wakes you up it’s not from him rubbing against you

. it’s from how loud he is

. It’s definitely leading to morning sex

Feeling your body pressed against his throbbing cock, Jisung can barely contain himself. He holds onto your hips tightly as he rubs his erection against the thin fabric of your sleep shorts. He doesn’t want to wake you up but he knows he can’t keep quiet for much longer.

His breathing becomes heavier, his hips grinding against yours in a pleading motion. He lets out a low moan unintentionally as the friction becomes too much to handle.

You stir in your sleep, half-awake and mumbling something incoherent. “Jisung...” you mumble, still half asleep. “Y/N baby, wake up. I-I need you,” he pants, his breathing erratic.

Slowly, your eyes flutter open and you blink sleepily, trying to adjust to the dim light in the room. You turn over to face him, only to be greeted by the sight of his flushed face and the tent in his boxers.

“Morning, sunshine,” he says with a shy smile, trying to play it off as if it’s something that doesn’t happen every single morning.

You can’t help but chuckle sleepily and reach down to grab his boxers, giving his hard length a squeeze through the fabric.

“Morning yourself, Jisung,” you say with a grin. “Looks like someone is up early today.” He groans at your pun but you can see the amusement dancing in his eyes.

You roll over onto your back, pulling him closer so that his erection is pressed between your thighs. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let's make me breakfast in bed,” you say with a wink.

Felix

. Gets embarrassed every time

. Would rather get himself off then wake you up .

. He'll try his best to be quiet

. His heavy breathing and moans will always give him away

. Will apologize profusely after feeling bad for waking you up but you reassure him it’s ok

Felix laid there, wide awake, his erection straining against his boxers. He didn't want to wake you up, knowing how much you've been struggling with sleep lately.

He bites his lower lip, trying his best to muffle the moans that threaten to escape his lips as he palms his hard length through his boxers.

His hips jerked involuntarily, his grip on the sheets tightening as pleasure courses through him. "Fuck," he hisses under his breath, before covering his mouth at the sound that had just escaped him.

"Felix?" you mumble, rolling over to face him. "You alright?"His eyes widened, caught red-handed—or red-handed in this case. "I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," he stutters, cheeks on fire.

You sit up and tilt his chin up with your fingers, a soft smile on your lips. "It's okay, Felix. It happens, you know that," you reassure him, running soothing circles on his back. "Besides, it's kinda cute how much you try to be quiet."

You grin playfully before planting a light kiss on his flushed cheek."Cute?" he repeats incredulously, but the embarrassment seems to have lessened a bit. "You're too kind,

Y/N," he mumbles, his face still flushed."Well, I don't mind waking up like this." You raise an eyebrow suggestively before your hand trails down to his boxers, palming his hard length through the fabric.

A moan escapes his lips before he can help it, but you silence him with a deep kiss."Shh," you whisper against his lips. "I got you, baby, let me take care of it.

Seungmin

. Rarely gets morning wood

. More likely to wake up from a wet dream

. Not afraid to wake you up to help him

. Wakes you up by grinding against you and calling your name

Seungmin's eyes shot open, his sheets in a tangled mess beneath him as he panted. Sweat glossed over his skin, the remnants of a very vivid dream still etched into his mind.

He felt...aroused. Very aroused. His boxers were soaked with his own precum and he whined in frustration. He needed...needed you.

He felt a warm body next to him and realized it was you who had shifted towards him in your sleep, pressing yourself against his half-hard member.

Grunting, he rolled over, pressing himself closer to you, seeking out any kind of relief he could get. However, that only made things worse as your ass pressed against his shaft, making it twitch violently.

"Y/N-ah..."he moans, his hips bucking upwards uncontrollably. "Babe, wake up...please?" he mumbled, trying to wake you up “I know you feel it too, so wake up already,” he whines, his voice laced with desperation.

You stir in your sleep before finally opening your eyes, feeling the weight of Seungmin's hardness against your ass. "Seungmin, it's 4am, can't this wait?" you mumble sleepily.

"No, I need you now," he whines, grinding his hips against yours for emphasis. "Fine, fine," you give in, turning over to face him. "You better make this quick."

"I make no promises," he replies with a wolfish grin, before claiming your lips in a messy kiss as he reaches down to rid you both of your pajamas

Jeongin

. 50/50 for morning wood

. Would wake you up by caressing your thighs . Makes sure you're awake before he does anything

. Will start by giving you deep kisses while grinding against you

. You'd know he's desperate if he wakes you up with morning sex

Jeongin lies on his back, staring at the ceiling as he fights the urge to touch himself. He could feel his hard-on tenting his boxers, straining for release. Beside him, you lay peacefully, oblivious to his predicament.

"Y/N," he whispers, lightly shaking your shoulder. You stir in your sleep but don't wake up completely.

"Y/N," he says louther this time, gently running his fingers along your thighs. This time, your eyes flutter open and you turn to face him with a sleepy frown."Morning, beautiful," he greets you with a gentle smile.

"Mmm...Jeongin, what time is it?" you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "Shh, it's early but I...uh...need some company," he says, his cheeks flushed. You couldn't help but smile at how adorable he was when embarrassed.

"Well, if you're offering," you say, rolling over to face him as he grins. He waste no time in capturing your lips in a deep, messy kiss, his tongue invading your mouth with a hunger that matches his own.

As he’s kisses you senseless, your hands roam his body before settling on his hardening cock, squeezing it through the fabric. "Mmm, you're already hard for me?" You teases, feeling his erection twitch in your grip.

"Always for you," Jeongin groan out as he helpfully gets rid of your pants and underwear, grinding his erection against your heated flesh.

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dreamescapeswriting · 2 months

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Shadows Of The Past ~ YJN [MATURE WARNING]

CONTINUATION OF THIS PIECE

WORD COUNT: 5.2K

GENRE: mafia AU, established friendships, friends to lovers, financial trouble, joengin helping the reader, always been there for her but she never knew it, SMUT MINORS DNI, protected sex, public sex (kinda) links into the other stories too ehe epilogue with everyone included <3

PAIRING: Jeongin X Fem!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - February 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

When you'd agreed to go to dinner with Jeongin to talk business you hadn't thought he'd bring you somewhere too sophisticated and fancy and you suddenly felt out of place. You were dressed in your pencil skirt and a white shirt that you were almost sure had stains all over it and everyone in the restaurant looked as though they were dressed for an award ceremony.

The restaurant exuded an air of elegance, its walls adorned with muted artwork that all seemed to be signed by an artist known as "Little Muse" and you felt unease bubbling inside of you. Why did he bring you to such a nice place?

Soft jazz music drifted through the air, mingling with the clinking of silverware and the murmur of voices.

"Jeongin," You whispered as a waiter took you over to a table, your eyes widening as you saw them pull back some curtains to a private booth the two of you were going to be sitting in.

"Yes?" His eyes landed on you, sending shivers up and down your body something you wish you could shut off instantly. You'd had a crush on him as a kid but it had passed when he moved away, or so you had thought since everything seemed to be coming back up to cause trouble again.

"This is a business dinner, we should go somewhere...I-I don't know, better for business." You stuttered out as you took a seat across from him, your eyes looking down at the table that was draped in a white cloth with candles casting a warm glow on your private booth.

"This place is perfect for business, a friend of mine owns this place so we'll be left alone." He smirked at you, he wanted this to be alone time with you.

After not seeing you for almost 10 years he was desperate for some time alone with you, he hadn't seen you since the two of you were young but his feelings for you remained true.

"Okay, so I was thinking if you're serious about going into business with me-"

"Order something to eat first, you look like you haven't had a proper meal in weeks." You stared at him, a little taken back at just how forward he was with you, how did he know?

You hadn't eaten anything but ramen and something you could scrounge up from the hotel kitchen without being noticed. All of your money went straight back into the hotel, you hadn't even had two coins to rub together as of late but there was no way he could have known that. No one knew about it, not even your employees since you didn't want to have them worry about losing their jobs.

Instead, you cut your payout completely making sure they would still get paid and budgeted whenever you could, even leaving your home so you could sleep in your office. You sighed a little and nervously let your eyes flick over the menu, your eyes catching a glimpse of the prices and you instantly felt sick.

"About this business proposal," You said, your voice uncertain as you refused to look up from the menu.

"Yes, Cupcake?" The nickname made your hands clutch onto the menu. No one had called you that in years, no one but Jeongin had ever called you that and he only called you it because you always made sure to have them to hand if he was around.

Clearing your throat, you tried to shake off the memories that were threatening to overwhelm you. You'd been practically inseparable when you were kids, exploring the hotel together until you knew every inch of that damn place. But then Jeongin moved away when he turned 19, no warning, no letter, nothing he was just gone. Part of you thought he'd died until you were old enough to find out who he was and who his family truly were.

"I want to make sure we're both on the same page," You told him, forcing yourself to focus on the matter at hand.

"I put my heart and soul into this hotel, and I'm not sure if I'm ready to share ownership," You were but you weren't going to come across as too desperate to him.

Truth was, the hotel was going under and you were left to try and scramble to put it all together.

When you found out your uncle left you the hotel in the will you'd been over the moon about it. Ever since you were old enough you'd been working in the hotel, starting as a maid until you were promoted again and again till the point where you were practically running the place - your uncle still in charge of the books though. You now realised was because he was losing money left and right, taking out shoddy insurance deals or just flat out refusing to pay for some of the repairs only to do it himself and fuck it up more.

A bank had recently told you that you'd be better off starting a fire and claiming insurance on the place than getting out a load but you were determined not to give up on the place, not when it had been everything you'd wanted ever since you could remember.

Jeongin's lips curled into a faint smile as he watched you, he knew how much trouble you were in but he wasn't going to let on that he knew. He didn't want you to see this as some sort of pity party, he did this because he loved the place as a kid and couldn't stomach the thought of something happening to it, or to you.

His men had been watching you since he came into power, he refused to let anyone touch the hotel you had his protection and you didn't even know it.

"I understand your hesitation, Cupcake. But trust me when I say that together, we could turn that place into something extraordinary." You sighed a little, your fingers tracing the rim of your glass, you knew he was persuasive, and he seemed to be drawing you in against your better judgment. But there was something else lurking beneath the surface, something you couldn't put your finger on.

"What's in it for you, Innie?" Your tone was more assertive now but Jeongin smiled at the nickname you used for him.

"No one's called me that in years." He chuckled softly and you felt your cheeks warming up at how happy it seemed to have made him.

"For me, it's more than business, Cupcake. It's all about reconnecting with an old friend, someone who knew, before all of this." You stared at him, unsure of how to respond to him but luckily a waiter came over to take your order. Jeongin rattled off his choice of food and you couldn't help but admire him from across the table and then he ordered for you. Ordering more food than you'd ever be able to eat but you were grateful for it nevertheless.

Throughout the meal, you talked about everything and nothing, the easy banter of your childhood friendship slowly resurfacing. And as the evening drew to an end, you found yourself opening up to him in a way you wouldn't have expected to. You still hadn't told him about the money issues, you were scared if he found out too soon he'd bail on you.

"I'll come by tomorrow with my payment, we'll sign everything with a lawyer," Jeongin told you as you stood outside the hotel, he questioned nothing when you asked him to drop you back here instead of a home which you were more than thankful for.

"That sounds good," You smiled a little, you were still unsure of everything and you weren't sure if you'd be able to trust him but you knew time could only tell that.

The following day when Jeongin showed up he expected to find you at the reception desk waiting for him and he frowned not seeing you standing there. Lowering the bouquet of flowers he got for you he stared at the woman on the front desk.

"Is YN around?" He stared at the woman who nodded frantically.

"She's probably doing some tasks around the hotel, Miss YLN is a master of all trades." Jeongin hated that you'd resorted to fixing things yourself, he couldn't stomach the thought of something happening to you while you were fixing something.

"Will you make sure these are put in some water and on her desk? I'll try and find her," With that he walked around to try and find you, his footsteps echoing on the marbled floor of the lobby as he made his way to the elevators.

Eventually, he found you in one of the rooms, straightening out the bedsheets while a maid stood shaking in the corner,

"Did she take over?" Jeongin asked quietly as the maid bobbed her head frantically, and he nodded for her to leave and watched her run off down the corridor. Jeonmgin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at you, with an amused smile playing on his lips.

"Isn't that the maid's job?" He teased gently, his voice laced with amusement. You glanced up from your work, heat taking over your body. You cleaned whenever you were stressed about something and it seemed you'd hardly stopped since waking up this morning.

"I...Uh...Just felt like doing some cleaning." You mumbled, the truth was you were stressing more now that you knew a lawyer was coming to help you and Jeongin signed everything over. You thought he was going to see the books and run for the hills and you worried you'd be left with nothing. The thought of it had kept you up for most of the night and you'd spent all of your time stress cleaning the entire place. Your office was the cleanest it had been in months and you showed no signs of living there and the toilets on the reception floor were spotless too.

"To relieve stress?" He arched a brow, staring at you as you placed chocolates onto the pillows and brushed your hands down the front of your skirt. The same skirt and shirt you'd been wearing the night before and looked as though you'd slept in, if you'd slept at all. Which judging by the bags under your eyes was a big no. You hated that he could see right through you, you hated that he could tell something was wrong without you saying a thing.

"Maybe." You grumbled a little, pushing the cart out of the room and into the hallway, going to move on to the next room when Jeongin stared at you, freezing you in place. His eyes bored into the side of your head as you let out a small sigh,

"Well, you certainly seem to have everything under control." He remarked, a little admiration in his voice. He was impressed with how well you'd kept the hotel going until now, he knew what his lawyers had found since he'd found it months ago but he said nothing. He knew if you found out about him knowing about the money problems you'd refuse his help, you were stubborn and always had been.

This deal was to keep the place he loved afloat yes but it was also to stop you from losing something you loved, he wanted you to be happy. He'd do anything in the world to make sure that you were joyful about something. It was the reason this place was still even going, no one was allowed to touch it under his strict rules and no one went against him.

Even some of your high-paying clients had been sent there specifically by Jeongin but it was getting harder to send them when the hotel was going under.

"Just trying to keep things in order." You mumbled, trying to downplay everything as you kept a casual tone.

Your eyes met, and for a moment, the air between you crackled with tension and you felt your throat drying up and your heart beginning to race. Whenever he looked at you like this it made you feel as though all of your problems were melting away, that he would take care of everything.

"Listen, Yn," He began, his voice gentle as he stepped closer to you, his hand gently clasping your elbow and bringing you closer to him. Your steps fumbled a little as you crashed against his chest, your eyes never leaving his as you now felt how hard his heart was racing.

"I know we've got business to attend to, but I want to say...I'm grateful for the chance to reconnect with you..." You nodded at him, not knowing what to say or do, your heart was aching for you to reach out and kiss him but you needed to remain professional.

"Whatever happens with the hotel, I value what we have more than anything." Your heart fluttered at his words, despite your reservations about all of this you couldn't deny the connection you felt with him.

"Me too, Innie..." You replied softly, a small smile playing on your lips as he leaned down closer to you.

"Boss. The lawyers are downstairs, saying that something is wrong with the books." Your heart shattered into tiny shards, all of which felt as though they were beginning to pierce into your lungs leaving you breathless.

"We'll be right down," Jeongin spoke coldly, his hands holding onto you as you scrambled to get away from him.

"We should go downstairs," You mumbled, refusing to look at him and he missed the time you had before this.

"Yn." He tried to call out but you were already making a B-line for the staircase without looking back in his direction.

In your office the tension hung heavy in the air as Joengin sat across from you, flanked by his team of lawyers. Your hands were shaking as you stared at one of the mn,

"I'm sorry, Yn, but the numbers don't lie." One of them said gravely, you'd been introduced but didn't bother to learn either of their names since you knew this was all going to fall through.

"The hotel is haemorrhaging money, and if we don't act fast, it's going to sink further into debt." He explained, sliding the papers over to you as you stared down at the maths you'd already been working out long before they came into the scene,

"Our recommendation is to cut our losses and walk away while we still can." The other one said to Jeongin but his jaw tightened, his expression unreadable as he absorbed everything.

"Innie, I know this looks bad but...I-I can fix it. I can get another loan." You tried to scramble for something, anything to keep him from walking away from this.

"Every bank has turned her down." The lawyer stated coldly, making your blood boil as you turned to face him,

"I'll fire some staff, make more cutbacks. I'll stop paying myself." You weren't telling them that you'd already done that, you just needed to buy some time to get him to stay.

"You haven't been paying yourself for months, you've been sleeping in your office." The second lawyer stated making you stare at him, wondering how long he'd been watching you for them to know all of this.

"You've been watching me?!" You snapped at the lawyer who looked as though you'd just bitten his head off.

"Sir, we recommend walking away." They both stated, standing up slowly as you stared at Jeongin, your eyes pleading with his. A knot formed in the pit of your stomach, the weight of the situation pressing down on your shoulders.

"I'm not walking away." He declared, his gaze locked on yours, your heart thumping rapidly against your chest.

"I made a commitment to Yn and I intend to honor it. We'll find a way to turn this around, no matter what it takes." He told the cooly. The lawyers exchanged incredulous glances, clearly taken back by Jeongin's stubbornness.

"With all due respect, Sir, this isn't a wise investment." One of them insisted.

"You'll be throwing good money after bad." Jeongin shook his head at them, he didn't care what they said he wasn't going to walk away from any of this. They were only here to oversee the signing of everything, everything they found was everything knew already and didn't care about.

"I'm not in this for the money. I'm in this because Yn is my friend, and I won't abandon her when she needs me most. We'll figure out a solution together, even if it means taking risks." You felt a surge of gratitude swell within you, a lump forming in your throat at his unwavering loyalty. Despite the odds stacked against you, he was still willing to stay by your side and you knew you had a fighting chance.

"T-Thank you...I-I don't know what I'd do without you." Your voice choked up a little and he smiled at you,

"You don't have to worry anymore Yn, I'll always have your back, no matter what," He told you reassuringly, with that the lawyers got out the papers and you all began signing. Jeongin put down more money than he needed but he was willing to do it for you.

As the night stretched on, you and Jeongin found yourselves huddling together in your office, poring over the financial reports, and brainstorming ideas to salvage the hotel.

"We can have more functions held here, a friend of mine is having a wedding soon and I'm sure I can sway him to holding it here," He stated as you stared at him in complete awe. All night long you'd found yourself staring at him more and more.

"Sure. It's been a while since a wedding was at the "Celestial"." You giggled at the thought. You'd always loved hosting weddings but everything had died down when you didn't have enough staff to work the events.

"I can bring in other servers and we can slowly build everything back up," Jeongin smiled proudly of himself and you stared at him. The air crackled with tension as you thought back to your moment in the hallway earlier but you quickly went back to scribbling notes onto a pad. Your mind races with ideas other than weddings, you could host parties, charity balls, or anything you wanted.

Jeongin leaned in close, his presence comforting and yet electrifying all at once. You slowly looked up to meet his gaze and linger a little more than necessary. The years of unspoken longing bubbling to the surface, your defences crumbling like sandcastles in the side. Jeongin's hand reached out tentatively, cupping your cheek as he brushed his thumb along your skin. Your breath caught in your throat, your heart pounding against your chest as you leaned into his touch.

"Innie," You breathed out, your voice barely coming out above a whisper as you searched his eyes for any sign of hesitation. But he said nothing, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that ignited a firestorm inside of you.

In that stolen moment, time seemed to freeze around you as you melted into each other, the weight of your unspoken desire finally finding a release. You wrapped your arms around Joengin's neck as he pulled you onto his lap, your lips moving together in a silent promise of love and devotion.

"I-Innie," You breathed out as you broke apart, completely breathless and dizzy with desire, you knew that you wanted him badly.

"Sofa," You whispered, kissing down his neck and softly biting into his skin as you moved together toward the sofa. Jeongin carefully set you down on the sofa and sank to his knees in front of you,

"Yn, are you sure?-"

"Yes...Just please, touch me." You begged him, a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips as he slowly rolled your skirt up your hips.

"I've wanted to fuck you ever since I saw this skirt," He moans out, kissing up your thighs until he reaches your underwear, yanking them down in one swift movement, your heart hammered against your chest.

"R-Really?" You felt your body heating up as he wrapped your legs around his shoulders, dragging you to the edge of the sofa quickly.

"Don't act shocked, Cupcake. I've always wanted you," He said plainly as if it was common knowledge for you to know but you'd never had any idea that he did.

"You never said anything to me when we were last together," You battled back with him but he smirked,

"I was planning on it before I was yanked away from you,"

"You never wrote." You mumbled to him, it wasn't the time to get into this now when you were laid bare in front of him but you wanted answers.

"Orders from dad, no contact."

"But-"

"Will you let me eat your pussy? I'm fucking starving, Cupcake." He growled out before you nodded, giggling a little but it was quickly replaced by a gasp as he ran his tongue up your slit. His mouth was hot and wet as he slowly ran his tongue against you, building you up as he ate you out like a man starved. Your head rolled back against the back of the sofa as you cried out his name. You couldn't remember the last time you'd slept with someone or even made yourself feel come but Jeongin was already better than any memory you had.

"F-Fuck," You hiss out, your hips slowly grinding against him as he hummed against your clit, vibrations chilling up and down your spine, as you cry out his name.

"I-Innie," You moaned out, raking your fingers through his hair and pushing him deeper into you, his tongue swirling around your clit as he slowly pushed two fingers into you. Thrusting them slowly and softly, curling them to that one spot that made your head spin.

"Just like that," You plead with him, your heels digging into his shoulder blades as you feel the tension building deep inside of you. Jeongin pressed himself closer to you, humming against your clit until it was too much your orgasm hit you suddenly, your legs shaking around him as he smirked.

"Good fucking girl," He groans, standing up and chuckling as you quickly removed his belt, throwing it against the room and pulling down his pants.

"Please," You beg as he lays you down on the sofa, kissing you softly as he carefully lines himself up at your entrance, your legs carefully wrapping around his waist.

"You're so hot when you beg." He moans out as he slowly pushes into you, filling you to the hilt as you let out a strangled moan. He was bigger than you'd been expecting and you whimpered a little,

"M-move," You urged, bucking your hips a little to let him know he was good to move and he smiled kissing you roughly as he slowly pulled out of you, only to slam back in a second later.

"F-Fuck yes!" You cry out, your eyes screwed shut as you clutched onto him, trying to adjust to his size as he continued to pound into you. His cock driving into you, hitting that one spot that made you scream louder. Your nails dragged down his back as you searched for something to cling onto, ripping holes into his shirt as your head rolled back in complete ecstasy.

"Jeongin!" You moan out, your clit grinding against him on every stroke of his cock, the pressure building inside of you hitting near its breaking point.

"Cum for me, cupcake. Let me feel you," He moans out, his thrusting getting faster as you finally felt the pressure snap and you came around his cock violently, causing your back to arch away from the sofa.

"S-Shit, Yn." He groans, unable to hold himself back anymore as he thrusts into you, slowly coming undone inside of you as you lay there. The wind knocked out of both of you as you let out small chuckles at one another.

Wrapped in each other's arms, you lay on the sofa together, the warmth of your embrace serving as a sanctuary from the outside world. Jeongin's fingers gently traced patterns along your back,

"My dad never wanted me to contact you after we moved away. He said it was best to leave the past behind us," He finally told you, his words hesitant.

"I regretted it every day...Losing touch with you was like losing a piece of myself. But now that I have you back in my life, I never want to let go." A smile tugged on his lips and tears brimmed in your eyes at the weight of his words.

"Innie..." You whispered, your voice cracking a little. Jeongin pressed a soft kiss to your forehead,

"I love you, Yn. I've loved you since we were kids, and I'll love you for the rest of my days." Tears spilt down your cheeks as you clung to him, your heart overflowing,

"I love you too, Innie." You confessed,

"I always have and I always will," You finished as he kissed your lips softly. In that moment, as you lay close to one another, you knew your love was a force to be reckoned with. That no matter what, with him by your side, you'd be able to overcome any obstacle that stood in your way.

"I want this place spotless!" You called out to the event hall of your hotel, everyone inside was rushing around at the last second to make sure everything was perfect for you. You placed your hand on your stomach and watched as one of your guards - Carlos - made his way over to you with some snacks,

"You're going to make it obvious," You mumbled to him as you took the crisps from him and started to eat from the packet. It seemed as though ever since you'd hit the 6-week mark of your pregnancy you'd been craving crisps or anything that was savoury and Carlos had been the man to help you. Mostly because he was the only other person who knew about it and he only knew because he found you crying in your office whilst holding the stick.

I think it should be obvious. Too much stress isn't good for the baby and have you told Mr Yang yet?" Carlos was far too comfortable with you, you thought maybe it was time to switch him for another guard but you'd grown comfortable with him also and you enjoyed your talks together.

"No." You mumbled with a mouthful of crisps, shaking your head at him. All week long he'd been trying to get you to tell Jeongin about the pregnancy but you were nervous about it. It had only been a few months since the two of you got together and you knew if he found out he was only going to stop you from working Jisung's wedding that your hotel was hosting and that was the last thing you wanted.

Everything you and Jeongin had been working toward was here and you weren't going to let someone else take the reigns on this.

"Don't you think you should?" He raised his brow at you but you mumbled what he said back to him in a mocking tone and walked toward your office. You opened the door and stared at Carlos with a weak smile,

"I'll tell him when the time is right after the wedding is over." You shrugged not realising that Jeongin was standing inside of your office and Carlos held back the smirk. He'd known about Jeongin coming to visit you and it was his intention to try to get him to overhear everything,

"Tell who what when the time is right?" You cringed as you heard Jeongin and you glared at Carlos.

"You're a backstabber and I hate you." You mumbled slamming the door in his face and making your way toward the chair behind your desk.

"Is there something I should know?" Jeongin chuckled, watching you closely as you shook your head

"No. It's nothing, it's just Carlos worrying for nothing." You hated the fact that you were lying to your boyfriend but you needed to make sure you worked this wedding. You'd been planning it for months now and you weren't going to let Jeongin or anyone else take it away from you, not when it was the first wedding in years.

"Is it about your pregnancy?" Your hand paused midway to your mouth and the crisps fell from your grasp,

"How-" Your heart sank as you thought about him finding out through someone else but you. The last thing you ever wanted was for him to be upset but he didn't seem it in the slightest, in fact, he seemed rather happy.

"Please, you've been eating crisps non-stop, you're throwing up and not to mention some of the maids were gossiping about it when they found the test in your trash." Jeongin had known for weeks and at first, he was a little upset that you hadn't come to him but he could understand why.

"Those little rats," You mumbled to yourself, sighing and looking at him, suddenly feeling the guilt take over you as you whimpered a little.

"I didn't tell you because I knew you'd stop me working." You defend but Jeongin eyes you up closely

"Did I though?" He smirked, raising a brow at you. Sure, at first he wanted to stop you from doing everything but he knew that would only make you worse and neither of you wanted that.

"Well, no, but-"

"I won't stop you working but as soon as I see you stressing that's when I'll put a stop to things." He reached his hand over the desk and squeezed yours softly,

"Thank you," You whispered, smiling a little as you thought about it.

"Jisung and his bride-to-be are waiting for us in the Restaurant," They were waiting to go over a final plan and you had a special surprise for them as well. You'd been working with a private contractor for a few weeks making sure that the honeymoon suite was perfect for them and it was finally complete which you were going to show them around after food.

The sun dipped below the horizon casting a warm glow over the gardens of your hotel you watched as your daughter ran toward Changbin's son - Rath - who was quickly running away from her.

"Your son is a nousense." Jeongin grumbled, his arms folded against his chest as your daughter continued to chase Rath through the gardens yelling for him to wait for her.

"Your daughter is the one with the crush, it's not my son." Changbin laughed as he wrapped his arms around his wife, your head shaking as the two men began to bicker back and forth with one another. It felt good to have nights like this together.

You found yourself close with all seven of the other wives Jeongin's friends were married to, each of you helping raise each other's kids or just being close friends, it was a bond that could never be broken.

"Wait till he hears that Jisung's son wants to date his daughter." Chan laughed loudly causing Changbin to yell louder and in Jisung's direction this time. You giggled a little lacing your fingers with Jeongin's as you listened to all the children laugh as they played games in the garden and you couldn't think of a better place to be than right here.

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hyunluvbug · 10 months

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cute moments with them

pairing: skz!ot8 x gn reader

content: sfw! cute fluffy shit

word count: 1.2k

a/n: i didn't know what to title this but its just cute different moments with each member. i tried to make them each about the same length!

｡･ﾟﾟ･bang chan

chan loves sharing his food with you. you could be having your own meal and one would think he would get mad if you stole a fry or two. but he completely allows it. you don't like your meal? well he will offer his own instead. he just wants you happy 24/7.

when you order takeout, it's like a buffet for you. he lets you take any of his food if something you ordered tastes not how you thought. some people may think its weird since most don't like sharing food. but chan would even spoon feed you if you allowed him.

he just loves being able to please you and seeing you eat makes him happy. he always makes sure you are eating your meals. he knows how upset you can get if you're hungry.

｡･ﾟﾟ･lee know

feeling lee know grab your hand is unlike any other feeling. his warm hand will always find it's way to yours. it was a way to show that he is always there no matter where you were.

his hand always caresses yours. he'll run this thumb across the back of your palm. your soft skin feeling nice in his own. sometimes when you're in bed, he will pick up your hand and run over the lines in your palm. he will run his fingers over every curve. he will lace his fingers with yours, finding comfort in the embrace.

whenever you're out and nervous, his hand finds yours. sometimes when he can't grab your whole hand, he will lace his pinky with yours. he links your pinkies as a way to pull you closer to him or so you don't get lost in a big crowd.

he is obsessed with having your hand in his and will hurt anyone else who holds it.

｡･ﾟﾟ･seo changbin

whenever you and changbin are out, anyone would find both of your arms linked together. why? well i think we know why. changbin has amazing arms and who wouldn't want to always be touching them in some way.

of course changbin would always flaunt and tease you about how built he was. it was hard to argue with him when you know it is completely true. then it soon became habitual for the both of you to have your arms linked.

having your arm linked with his and your head resting on his shoulder was his weakness. being able to feel your warmth was something he always enjoyed. linking arms usually led to warm hugs. bear hugs more like. he would practically smother you in his chest and coo at how small you looked in his embrace. (i luv him)

hwang hyunjin

hyunjin's head lies in your lap. the sound of his soft breaths fill the room. he fell asleep in your lap even when he said he wouldn't. but, this is usually how it goes. he can't help but always fall asleep in the warmth of your lap.

your hands run over his black hair, twisting the ends with your fingers. he hums a little in his sleep from the feeling. one of his favorite things is when you play with his hair.

his eyes slowly open and look up at you. he takes in your face and just how in love with you he is. a smile spreads on his face when he realizes your hand is in his hair. he leans up a places a quick peck to your lips. he wraps his arms around your waist and lies his head on your stomach. burrowing more into your embrace and dozes off to sleep once again.

｡･ﾟﾟ･han jisung

jisung is a great listener. someone who could listen to anyone rant for hours about anything. whether it is just a rant on anger, stress or just a rant about life. jisung would always listen to you when you were upset or worried about anything.

there were many nights where you both stay up in bed talking for hours. talking about your days, any worries or even just about your love for each other.

jisung himself could talk for absolute hours about how much he loves you. every single part of you that he loves, even the parts that maybe you don't even like so much. he loves those parts for you.

he talks about how much he loves you so much that he even does it to his members. but their reaction is more dismissive as they're tired of him saying how much he loves you. they usually will call you and tell you to come get your mans because he will not shut up about you.

｡･ﾟﾟ･lee felix

sneaking glances with felix across the room was one of your favorite past times. anytime you're at the dorm with the boys, you are usually always whisked away by someone else. whether it's seungmin, jisung, lee know, just about anyone. they always take you away but felix is never bothered. he trusts you wholeheartedly. plus he knows how in love you are with him.

catching his glances usually turns into him smiling towards you. the warmth of his smile always fills your body. the warmth spreading through you bringing comfort.

seeing felix's smile brought immense joy to anyone who sees it. his smile can light up anyone's day. the way his smile would curl up into his cheeks and take up majority of his face. he is so beautiful whenever he smiles.

even when you don't look back at him, he continues to steal glances. and when you catch him, it just makes it more fun for him to fluster you.

｡･ﾟﾟ･kim seungmin

sitting in seungmin's lap is comfort like no other. he could be sitting reading a book and you sit in his lap. his arms will wrap around your back and let you cling onto his neck. he will continue reading the book over your shoulders.

you would grab at the ends of his hair feeling its softness between your fingers. seungmin tries to act like it has no affect on him but ends up failing. he places the book down and pulls you back to look into your eyes.

he places kisses all over your face, basking in how cute you are. once he sees you're getting sleepy he pulls you back into his chest and rests his head on your shoulder. letting you find comfort in his arms. feeling you fall asleep in his arms makes him feel like he is on cloud nine.

he loves knowing that he brings you so much comfort. that you are able to fall asleep safely in his arms without a worry. he also finds so much comfort when you do.

｡･ﾟﾟ･yang jeongin

every friday night, you and jeongin would be a tangled mess of limbs on the couch. all wrapped up under a cozy soft blanket, his arms wrapped lazily around your waist.

friday nights were movie nights. nights where jeongin would come home from dance practice, shower, eat dinner with you and end the night off with a late night movie.

the night itself usually ends with him falling asleep in your arms or making out with you. not really ever any in between. but, this night, his head was nuzzled into your neck and taking in your natural scent. a scent that calmed his nerves and stress without fail. being in your embrace was his safe haven. you are his safe haven.

of course, being nuzzled in your neck and feeling comfort. he did eventually end up falling asleep. the long dance practice finally coming over him and making him exhausted. but this has to be one of his favorite parts of any day he comes home. being able to know that you are there waiting for him. always.

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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-Hybrid love

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Chan the wolf hybrid and Y/N, shared a cozy apartment on the outskirts of town. One lazy Sunday afternoon, they found themselves nestled on the couch, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. Y/N absentmindedly scratched behind Chan's ears as he lounged contentedly.

Chan's ears twitched with pleasure, and he let out a low, rumbling purr. "You've got the magic touch, Y/N," he teased, nuzzling closer.

Y/N chuckled, their fingers weaving through Chan's thick fur. "Just returning the favor for all those times you've chased away my worries."

Chan's golden eyes sparkled with affection. "Well, you're my favorite human. It's the least I can do." He pressed his snout against Y/N's cheek, his warm breath sending shivers down their spine.

As the evening unfolded, the two shared stories, laughter, and tender moments. The apartment resonated with the soothing sounds of their companionship. The air buzzed with an unspoken connection between human and hybrid.

"You know," Chan began, his voice soft, "I never imagined I'd find someone who accepts both the human and wolf in me."

Y/N smiled, gazing into Chan's eyes. "Love knows no bounds, Chan. And I love all of you, human and wolf."

Chan leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a gentle kiss. Their embrace spoke volumes, a language beyond words. In that quiet apartment, the love between Y/N and Chan echoed, a melody of acceptance and understanding that transcended the ordinary.

And so, they continued their evening, wrapped in the warmth of each other's presence, a tale of love written in the quiet moments shared on a simple couch in a wolf hybrid's den.

Minho, the cat hybrid, patiently sat on the windowsill, his feline ears perked up as he gazed outside, eagerly awaiting Y/N's return. The room was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, casting a soft light on Minho's sleek, fur-covered form. His tail swayed back and forth, a sign of his restlessness.

As the door creaked open, Minho's vibrant eyes lit up. Y/N entered, and Minho gracefully leaped down, transforming into his human-cat hybrid self. "Welcome home, Y/N," he purred, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Y/N chuckled, setting down her bag.

"I missed you, Minho," she said, reaching out to stroke his cat ears. Minho nuzzled against her hand, savoring the affection. "I've been waiting for you," he confessed, his eyes expressing a mix of longing and delight.

Y/N laughed, "Well, I'm here now. What were you up to?" Minho guided her to the cozy living room, where a subtle aroma of home-cooked food lingered. "I thought we could have a quiet evening together," he suggested, his tail swishing with anticipation.

As they settled on the couch, Minho initiated a tender kiss. "I can't resist your warmth," he murmured. Y/N smiled against his lips, "I can't resist you either, especially in your adorable cat form." They exchanged playful banter, their laughter filling the room.

Throughout the evening, Minho and Y/N shared stories, dreams, and the simple joy of being together. The bond between them was not just human, but an intricate dance of love that transcended boundaries. As the night deepened, Minho curled up beside Y/N, his hybrid form a comforting presence.

In the quiet moments before sleep, Minho whispered, "You make every day feel like a purr-fect adventure." Y/N snuggled closer, "And you turn my ordinary days into extraordinary ones."

And so, in the soft glow of moonlight, Y/N and her cat hybrid Minho embraced the magic of their love, creating a story that unfolded with each shared moment.

Changbin and Y/N found solace in the gentle rhythms of each other's presence in the quietude of their shared haven. The room, adorned with soft hues and the subtle glow of fairy lights, became a sanctuary for their shared moments. On this particular evening, a tender desire for closeness lingered in the air.

Changbin, a bunny hybrid with expressive eyes and velvety ears, had an endearing penchant for cuddles. Y/N, understanding his unspoken longing, welcomed him into their cozy bedroom. As the moon cast a soft glow through the curtains, Changbin transformed into his bunny form, a testament to the unique nature of their connection.

Wordlessly, Changbin hopped onto the bed, his fluffy white fur contrasting with the warmth of Y/N's comforter. His eyes spoke volumes, conveying a silent plea for the intimacy only they shared. Y/N smiled, recognizing the unspoken dialogue between them.

"Hey there, Changbin," she whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the tranquil room. She opened her arms, inviting him into the embrace he sought. Changbin responded with a contented thump of his bunny tail, snuggling against her.

Their conversation continued in soft touches and quiet sighs. Y/N traced patterns on Changbin's soft fur, and he reciprocated with nuzzles and delicate hops. Though he couldn't articulate his feelings in words, the warmth exchanged between them spoke louder than any dialogue could.

As they lay together, the world outside their sanctuary faded away. The room echoed with the heartbeat of their connection, a love transcending the need for spoken words. Y/N whispered sweet nothings, sharing dreams and secrets only meant for Changbin's attentive bunny ears.

In the silent symphony of their shared moments, Y/N realized that love, in its purest form, didn't always require words. Sometimes, it unfolded in the quiet spaces between heartbeats and the unspoken language of two souls intertwined.

Hyunjin and Y/N trudged through the rain-soaked streets, their laughter drowned by the rhythmic patter of raindrops on umbrellas. As they approached their cozy apartment, Hyunjin, with his ferret ears slightly drooping, grinned at Y/N.

"Who knew ferret hybrids and rain don't mix so well?" he teased, shaking water from his fur.

Y/N chuckled, "Well, at least you're not afraid to get wet. It's refreshing!"

They entered their warm haven, clothes clinging to them like a second skin. Hyunjin transformed into his human form, his wet hair framing his face as he shot Y/N a playful look. "I guess I'll need a towel, or two."

As they dried off, their playful banter filled the air, creating a cozy atmosphere. Y/N wrapped a towel around Hyunjin's shoulders, her eyes sparkling. "You make being drenched look charming."

He pulled her into a hug, raindrops still glistening in his hair. "You're the one who brings sunshine into the rainiest days."

Settling on the couch, they shared stories and dreams, surrounded by the comforting scent of wet earth lingering in the air. The rain continued to tap on the window, a soothing melody as they enjoyed each other's company.

In the glow of the living room, Hyunjin's ferret traits peeked through as he playfully nibbled on a snack. Y/N couldn't help but smile at his adorable antics, realizing how lucky she was to share her life with someone so uniquely charming.

As the night unfolded, they watched the rain subside, leaving behind a world washed clean. Y/N looked at Hyunjin, feeling a warmth that surpassed the chill of the rain they'd encountered. In that moment, their connection seemed as eternal as the rhythmic dance of droplets on the window pane.

Jisung an endearing squirrel hybrid and his girlfriend Y/N, shared their daily lives. Jisung had a peculiar habit – he couldn't resist hoarding food. His secret stash was hidden away in various corners of their apartment, waiting to be discovered.

One Day , while Jisung was out running errands, Y/N stumbled upon a small cache of nuts and seeds tucked away in a corner of the kitchen cupboard. A mischievous grin formed on her face as she concocted a playful plan to tease her squirrel-like companion.

When Jisung returned, Y/N pretended not to notice anything unusual. As they lounged on the couch, she casually brought up the topic of favorite snacks. "You know, Jisung, I've been craving some nuts lately. Have you seen any around here?" she inquired, feigning innocence.

Jisung's ears perked up, a telltale sign of his hybrid nature showing through. He hesitated before replying, "Um, I don't think we have any, babe. Why do you ask?"

Y/N, unable to contain her amusement, decided to play along. "Oh, no reason. I just thought it would be nice to snack on something crunchy. Maybe I'll find a hidden treasure somewhere," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Jisung shifted uncomfortably, sensing that Y/N might be onto his secret stash. Trying to divert her attention, he suggested making a grocery run together. Little did he know, Y/N was determined to uncover his hidden hoard.

As the days went by, Y/N continued her playful quest, leaving subtle hints about her discovery. She would drop playful remarks about "nutty surprises" and "hidden treasures," keeping Jisung on his toes. The apartment became a playful battleground of wits and laughter.

One evening, as they prepared dinner together, Y/N decided to unveil her findings. With a triumphant smile, she opened the cupboard, revealing the assortment of nuts and seeds she had discovered. Jisung's cheeks flushed, caught in the act, yet he couldn't help but chuckle at. Y/N's persistence.

Caught between embarrassment and amusement, Jisung finally admitted defeat. "Okay, okay, you got me. I can't resist stashing away snacks. It's in my hybrid nature," he confessed, his fluffy squirrel tail twitching nervously.

Y/N burst into laughter, playfully teasing Jisung for his adorable quirks. From that day forward, their apartment became a place filled with shared laughter, playful banter, and a newfound understanding of each other's unique traits. And so, the tale of Y/N and her squirrel hybrid boyfriend continued, sprinkled with love, laughter, and the occasional hidden snack waiting to be discovered.

Felix laid on their bed while Y/N delicately brushed her fingers through Felix's soft, white cat ears as they lay nestled in the moonlit cocoon of their bedroom. The room was filled with a soothing symphony of night sounds, creating a tranquil backdrop for their intimate moments.

Felix, the cat hybrid, purred contentedly, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure as he enjoyed Y/N's gentle touch. "You spoil me with your affection," he purred, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Y/N chuckled softly, continuing to run her fingers through his furry ears. "Well, you're my special someone, Felix. It's only fair," she replied, her voice a soft melody in the night.

As Y/N continued brushing, Felix couldn't resist a playful tease. "You know, you're almost as good as a professional groomer. I might have to start paying you for your services."

She laughed, "I'll accept payment in cuddles and kisses, thank you very much."

Felix grinned, a feline twinkle in his eyes, and suddenly shifted to a more mischievous mood. He nuzzled Y/N's cheek, his whiskers tickling her. "Or maybe," he whispered, "I should be the one pampering you tonight."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, really? And how do you plan to do that?"

With a swift movement, Felix leaned in, placing playful kisses all over her face. "Like this," he mused between kisses. "Pampering you with affection and stealing kisses under the moonlight."

Their laughter intertwined with the night, creating a tapestry of shared joy and warmth. The room, wrapped in the gentle glow of the moon, witnessed the playful dance of two souls deeply in love, where the mundane became extraordinary in the soft whispers and shared laughter of the night.

Seungmin was a charming golden retriever hybrid with a personality as warm as his furry coat. Their days were filled with laughter, playfulness, and, of course, Seungmin's occasional barking, which added a touch of surprise to the routine. Y/N couldn't help but tease him whenever someone knocked on the door.

Seungmin and Y/N found themselves cozied up on the couch. A knock echoed through the apartment, prompting Seungmin's ears to perk up, a canine instinct taking over.

Y/N chuckled, "Who's that, Seungmin? Ready to defend our territory?"

Seungmin grinned, a playful glint in his eyes, "I can't help it, you know. It's in my genes."

Y/N leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Seungmin's nose, "Well, I wouldn't have it any other way, my lovable boyfriend ."

The door opened, revealing a friend who was met with Seungmin's friendly bark. Y/N couldn't resist teasing, "Looks like someone's on guard duty again."

Seungmin chuckled, "I can't help it," he repeated, earning him another gentle kiss from Y/N.

As the night unfolded, their apartment echoed with laughter, barking, and the unmistakable sound of love. Y/N cherished every moment with Seungmin, appreciating the unique blend of human and canine qualities that made their relationship truly special.

Jeongin, a fennec fox hybrid, brought an abundance of energy and whimsy into their lives.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the apartment's mismatched furniture. Y/N sat on the couch, engrossed in a novel, when the air suddenly filled with the sound of tiny paws and the soft jingling of a collar. In a flash, Jeongin bounded into the room, his fox form a blur of russet fur and oversized ears.

"Jeongin, you're a whirlwind today," Y/N chuckled as the lively hybrid zipped around the apartment, knocking over a cushion in his exuberance. With a mischievous twinkle in his fox eyes, he skidded to a stop in front of Y/N.

Suddenly, the room was enveloped in a soft, golden glow, and Jeongin transformed into his hybrid form. His fox features blended seamlessly with human traits, creating a charming and unique visage. Jeongin grinned, his fox-like tail swaying behind him.

"Hey, Y/N! What's cookin'?" Jeongin asked with a playful grin, his energy now channeled into the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Y/N couldn't help but laugh, setting aside her book. "Not much, just enjoying a quiet day. What about you, Mr. Fennec Fox?"

Jeongin plopped down beside her, wrapping his arms around her. "I've got energy to spare, and you're my favorite source of fun." He nuzzled her cheek, his hybrid features softening as he planted a sweet kiss on her lips.

As they shared a tender moment, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the uniqueness of their love. Jeongin, with his dual nature, brought a sense of enchantment and joy into their everyday lives. Together, they navigated the ordinary and the extraordinary, creating a love story as extraordinary as Jeongin himself.

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pettypuppy-jonghyun · 11 months

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Skz Habits When You're Pregnant | Skz Reaction

Summary: the habits OT8 have when their partner gets pregnant/during pregnancy

Notes: just me wanting to have another baby again🤪

Warnings: just fluff

Chan: Hands on you

All the time. His little quirk is to just reach his hand and place it on your bump. While he drives, when you're on the couch, eating dinner--everywhere. To him, it's just a sweet reminder that you are carrying his baby and he will be a dad real soon! Chan's hands being on your bump is only with your consent. Obviously it won't bother you to have his touch, because it's always so gentle. But sometimes, when you don't want to be touched at all, that hand is the first thing to go.

Minho: Big spoon cuddles

His new favorite thing to do is spoon you from behind, legs entwined with your own and his hands on the bump. He likes the feeling of supporting you from behind, so please allow him to do the couples lift so he can help ease your discomfort. Your back against his chest as he wraps his arms around you just makes the perfect protection cocoon. But you will be teased if you ask for the cuddles first.

Changbin: Sharing his clothes

Changbin knows that growing out of your clothes makes you self conscious and uncomfortable quite often. He feels pride bubble in his chest seeing you wear his clothes, even if you did it prior to the pregnancy. His clothing was the most comfortable, though he tended to buy the best ones with you in his mind. If you'd prefer his sweatpants to go shopping in, then it's all yours. As long as you are happy, he is too.

Hyunjin: Painting your belly

This might seem a little cliche, but using finger paint on your stomach is so therapeutic for him. Genuinely. He can create something unique or simple on you, wiping it off after. You could either be watching him or playing on your phone, just enjoying his presence. It might tickle at first, but the more often he does it, the more you get use to his cold hands doodling on your bare skin. He tries to create the prettier designs for your milestones so you can keep pictures to look back on. Hyunjin adores the way the baby starts to react when he paints on you, giggling when he feels kicks.

Jisung: Attending parental classes

He's the type to want to attend every single class to prepare for his first baby. He knows that if he watches a birthing video, he'd pass out, so he avoids anything even close to those. Jisung just wants to be a well-rounded parent and the best partner for you. He'll even sign you up for yoga if you complain about pains, saying "google recommends sitting on the toilet and stretching forward to relieve tailbone pain", making sure you were the most comfortable you could be with his help. Jisung might become a little hard-headed after attending the classes, nagging you occasionally once he learned a new thing. Please forgive him, he's trying.

Felix: Laying on your belly

Felix adores your bump. He rests his head there every chance he gets, even when he no longer fits comfortably. He'll encourage you to play with his hair while he coos gently to your baby, talking about his day and the child's uncles. Felix likes to show you cute and funny tik tok videos, while he's laying on you like a soft pillow. Just being close to you and the baby settles any anxiety or negative feelings, so he often goes to you for comfort, immediately resting his head on the bump and tucking himself into you.

Seungmin: Taking pictures of you

He wants to document every step of your pregnancy in the softest way. Although he's not much of a photographer, he collects cute and domestic photos of you throughout the pregnancy to look back on when he's not there. Seungmin seems like the type to keep sentimental things in his wallet or the back of his phone. His babies. Always with him that way. Seungmin wants to be courteous of your comfort and the days you might not be as comfortable with your body or in general, so he just takes sneaky pics.

Jeongin: Feeding you

He always wants to give you good food because he love the look in your eyes when you eat. However, his new favorite thing is to buy/make the cravings you get while pregnant. Even though some might be strange, and he will definitely judge you for it, he gets excited to see the happy dance after pleasing you. Jeongin wants to make sure you are healthy and happy no matter what. He feels pride in making you the food he studied cooking videos for, knowing that it might be his child that made you crave it so randomly.

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#skz imagine #skz reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #ot8 #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #skz #bang chan imagine #lee know imagine #skz fluff #changbin imagine #hyunjin imagine #jisung imagine #felix imagine #seungmin imagine #jeongin imagine #pregnancy

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candlewaxandp0lar0ids · 6 months

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this is halloween || I.N. x reader

Summary: Working in a bar on Halloween sucks. What doesn't suck is your coworker Jeongin being shirtless in the name of it being a sexy costume (unless your boss made him do it, in which case you're prepared to murder him).

Word count: 3.7k

Genres: friends to lovers, coworkers to lovers

Warnings & Tags: mostly fluff, slightly heavy make-out session, mentions of customers being inappropriate with Jeongin.

A/N: hiiiii, welcome back on my blog! I hope everyone's doing good ^-^ I've written four small one-shots for Stray Kids' maknae line for Halloween (and the plan for now is to write four small one shots for the hyung line for Christmas/New Year's). Here is the first one, and I hope you'll enjoy them!

Seungmin · Felix

Working on Halloween night was rarely, if ever, a good experience, if you were in the service industry. You didn’t remember enjoying it even once since you’d started working, taking jobs wherever and whenever you could. It was easy to get hired for Halloween, and on crazy nights like that, tips always flowed in, but it was made barely worth it by the insanity you’d have to endure. The crowds, the noise, even the drunken people, all that, you could handle, but Halloween seemed to bring out the worst in people — or the worse of people, you couldn’t say for sure.

For fuck’s sake, a guy thinking he was a vampire had bitten you one time.

You couldn’t say you’d been surprised when the bar you’d been working at for close to a year had informed the employees that they were expected to wear costumes for the night. Up all night was always somewhat gothic-themed, after all. Plus, they weren’t asking for much. You’d merely been given a red headband with little demon horns on it and a note urging you to ‘dress sexy’. It had made you roll your eyes, and you had decided to only half humor the direction. After all, you’d be standing behind the bar for the night and you didn’t see a point in making too much of an effort.

When you’d gotten there, you had immediately known that had been the right decision. There were much bigger fishes to fry than your outfit, and neither your colleagues nor the manager paid you much attention. You were kept busy from the moment you set foot in the building to the opening, with not a minute to yourself. You only remembered to put the headband on as the very first clients stepped in through the doors.

After that, it was just an endless stream of people trying to get your attention and something to drink.

It was around midnight when you took your break.

Fifteen minutes, that was all you’d get — it meant both nothing and the world to you.

It’s as you’re sitting outside, quietly sipping on coffee that you need both to keep yourself sharp and to warm yourself up on this cold October night, that you’re joined by Jeongin.

You like Jeongin. A few years younger than you, he also joined a couple of months after you did. He’s sweet, hardworking, creative, and, as you find out tonight, has abs for days.

“What are you wearing,” is what comes out of your mouth when he walks towards you, even though your question should be ‘what are you not wearing’.

Jeongin glances down at his body like he forgot, then lets out a sigh as he, too, realizes that he’s very much shirtless — save for the suspenders that half cover dark nipples. You… take him in a little longer than you’d be comfortable admitting. Your eyes go from his large shoulders to the rock hard pectorals, to the well-defined abs that inevitably lead to the happy trail that disappears into his pants. Suddenly, you’re strongly aware of how close in age you are to him, even though you like to joke about how he needs to be taken care of.

He lets himself fall down next to you and the pout he gives you allows you to at least try to cling to that illusion a while longer.

“They asked me to,” he says. “Told me I’d be a sexy demon.”

Immediately, your spider-sense starts tingling. If there’s one thing you won’t sit for in silence, it’s one of your friends and fellow employee getting taken advantage of.

“Wait, did they force you?” you ask, brow suddenly furrowing. “Did they— insist or say something about your job? Because unless we signed very different contracts, I doubt that was in the job description.”

Jeongin’s eyes go wide.

He’s pretty. Shit, he’s really pretty, and he’s sitting so close to you that you can feel his body heat. It’s cold outside, but it was ridiculously hot in the bar, as is made obvious by the discreet sheen of sweat on his body.

“No, they, uh, they didn’t do that,” he says, sounding very sheepish now. “They just— asked.”

You click your tongue. They’d have to have known that he wouldn’t know better.

“I’ll talk to them. You shouldn’t have to dress in a way that makes you uncomfortable.” You gesture at yourself. “See, I’m wearing the stupid headband, but I’m not going to go out of my way unless they start paying me a lot better.”

Jeongin’s eyes follow the movement of your hand, and you feel very naked under his gaze as he takes in your body. Hm, you kinda wish you’d bothered to dress at least just a teensy bit sexier now. Then he looks at you again. Swallows.

“I think you look good,” he says. Then he smiles, and it’s such a sweet sight, cute dimples forming in his cheeks. Takes your breath away for sure. If it sounded more suggestive, you might be led to thinking that he’s flirting with you. It just seems genuine right now, though. Plus, now that you’re looking at him, you’re pretty sure he’s got at least three phone numbers written on his arms. The thought makes you wrinkle your nose in distaste. People tend to forget boundaries, when they’re wasted.

“I really need to get a word with Jin-Young,” you mumble through your teeth. A glance at your watch; your break is almost over and you don’t want to fuck your coworkers over, so you push yourself to your feet. You pat Jeongin’s shoulder, stopping yourself from lingering to feel the muscles under your fingers. Last thing he needs is yet another person disregarding his personal space. “You can throw something on, I’ll take care of it.”

He opens his mouth, closes it, opens it again.

“Oh, uh, it’s fine, you don’t have to do that—”

For a second, you hesitate.

“You don’t mind? Has no one been… gross?”

You openly eye the phone numbers, and Jeongin glances down like he’s seeing them for the first time.

“People are just having fun.” He shrugs, but avoids your eyes.

If the blind, white-hot rage that goes through you at his reaction is any indication of the conversation that’s going to unfold real soon, you might very well lose your job tonight.

“I’ll be back in a second,” you tell him. Again, he says something about how you ‘don’t have to’, but this time you ignore him.

Jin-Young’s in his office, hiding behind mountains of paperwork and muttering numbers to himself as he’s making sense of the receipts that he’s lined up in front of him. The thin pieces of papers jump when you slam your hands on the desk.

“What did you tell Jeongin about his costume?”

After first looking at the papers in complete disarray, like he thinks they moved out of their own volition, he slowly raises his towards you. You’d have sympathy for how lost he looks — Halloween’s hard on everyone in the industry, like you mentioned — if you weren’t so pissed right now.

“To dress sexy,” he says after some long seconds. “Like everyone else. Why? Did he not put any effort into it? Are you jealous about that?”

While you are vaguely flattered that people appear to think you look sexy in your bare minimum effort, that is not the matter at hand right now.

“He’s shirtless,” you say. “Who told him he needed to be shirtless?”

Finally, some light appears in the man’s eyes.

“Aah, that’s right! He asked what I meant by sexy, and that was one of the examples.”

“You pushed him to it,” you say through gritted teeth.

The accusation doesn’t faze Jin-Young whatsoever.

“I didn’t have to. He seemed quite excited about it, if you want my opinion.”

You don’t, typically, but that does throw you off.

“He seemed quite uncomfortable with it,” you say slowly, but it sounds more hesitant now. Jin-Young’s many things, and one of these things is a terrible liar.

“Well, what did you tell him?”

Wait a minute, is this your fault now?

“Nothing! Just asked what he was, you know, wearing. It— it caught me off guard.”

Jin-Young raises an eyebrow at you, and you defensively fold your arms over your chest.

“You know,” he says, trying to be coy and failing miserably as he leans over his desk, “I wonder why he liked the idea of doing it shirtless. It’s not like he doesn’t get attention when he’s dressed normally. Hm, it’s such a mystery. I guess we’ll never know.”

“Are you implying that it was because of me?” You can’t keep the skepticism out of your voice for the life of you.

“Oh, I wonder. Am I now?”

One thing you’re not going to do is talk about your love life with your boss, so you roll your eyes at him — he won’t fire you until the next day, and even that he’s unlikely to do — and walk out, saying something about needing to get back to work, which isn’t wrong.

In going back to the bar, you run face first into Jeongin’s smooth, hard chest, which is truly the cherry on top of everything that just happened. Strong hands grab onto your arms, stopping you from stumbling back, and concerned eyes plunge into yours, so deep you could drown in them.

“Shit, I’m sorry, are you okay?”

Great. You’re doing great.

“I’m fine,” you reply, squeakier than you’d like, “just need to get back to work.”

“What did Jin-Young say?”

That gives you a second of pause. You can’t just ask him flat-out in the middle of a shift on one of the busiest nights of the year if he likes you or not. You’re not wired that way.

“That he doesn’t see any issue if you’re not uncomfortable,” you answer instead of telling the truth.

Jeongin’s shoulders seem to relax, but the corners of his mouth turn down.

“Sorry, I really have to run,” you mumble, stepping out of his grasp. “If I don’t, Jihyo’s going to get crushed under all the customers. But I’ll— see you after my shift, okay?”

A spark of interest lights back up in his eyes. It’s quite silly, how happy and relieved it makes you all of a sudden. If, somehow, Jin-Young is right, and infuriatingly he often is, you’d hate to think that it was your comment that upset him. Which is why you allow yourself to tell him “Plus, it does look great on you”.

You do, then, turn on your heels and walk away like a coward before his jaw has even finished dropping.

The rest of the night is a blur, much like the first part. You do remember Jihyo glaring at you when you finally come back — you deserved that — and your legs and splitting headache very much remember that the customers did not let up once, but you don’t think you could give a single order you took that night.

Well, that’s a lie. You served far, far too many Bloody Maries, to the point where you ran out of tomato juice.

Still, your mind had mostly been trying to make sense of the various complicated thoughts that were swirling in your head all night. You had never allowed yourself to linger on the thought of Jeongin for too long. Of course you liked him, there was nothing to dislike about him. It wasn’t like the two of you hadn’t had moments.

New year’s day, the year before, when you’d known him for less than a week and he’d blushed terribly, refusing to meet your eyes, when the two of you found yourself under the mistletoe. Valentine’s Day, when you had covered for him as he was helping one of his friends who was in a crisis with his girlfriend at the time, and he’d gotten you roses the next day as a thank you. They’d come at a discount because it was the day after, he’d promised you.

Then, for your birthday, him and a few of your other colleagues had gotten you a cute necklace that he had told you, very smugly, that he’d picked out himself. He had an eye for these things, because as he tied it around your neck for you, you’d just fallen in love with it. He hadn’t been there for most of the summer though, and you had mostly written off the whole thing. The two of you didn’t see each other outside of work, and sometimes you lost touch with people, when you were a broke college student too busy trying to make ends meet to go out.

He’d come back in September, though, all tan and glowing and, okay, maybe your heart had given a little jump in your chest, but so what? Yes, Jeongin was hot. Big news. Maybe seeing him after two months meant that you weren’t that used to it anymore and that was why it got to you. But the tan had vanished as autumn set in more firmly, and your heart still insisted on doing that silly little thing sometimes when you laid eyes on him, or when he approached the bar with that wide, dimply smile of his.

It’s doing it tonight, as traitorous as ever, when you catch a glimpse of him in the very full room, still completely shirtless. Watching him isn’t helping with your conundrum though. You don’t have time to do it either way, but there are constantly women flirting with him, their whole body leaning towards him, and while you don’t blame them, not for a second, you can’t see what he’d have seen in you when he so clearly has his pick among all of them.

You’re not— you don’t lack confidence in yourself. You get hit on while on the job often enough that there’s no risk of that happening. You just haven’t had that much luck in the heart department. A guy like Jeongin, who’s hot, yes, but is even more importantly such a sweetheart, that’s… kind of unheard of, for you. Then, even if you do accept this premise, which you do very much question, for the record, there’s the fact that you work together, and if things go south, it could mean you would have to quit. You’ve been there before.

That’s if Jeongin even likes you. Jin-Young could have been wrong. You could be neck deep in delusion right now. You could be setting yourself up for the most crushing development of your life, because the more you’re allowing to think about it, the more your heart soars, and the less you can hide the ugly truth of your ridiculous crush on him.

Ugh. You’re going to kill your boss — that’s the most logical way out of this situation.

When you take your leave at 4 am, the bar is still bustling with life. It’ll be open all night, closing shortly before reopening at noon, but that is someone else’s problem. At least you can thank the past you for wearing flats despite the whole ‘dress sexy’ thing, because you’d be dead by now.

Jeongin’s putting a shirt on when you walk into the changing room, something that you find tragic but that’s probably for the best if you’re hoping to have a productive conversation.

“Got more numbers?” you ask, noting the doodling on his arms.

“I had to confiscate some people’s markers,” is what he sighs in reply.

“Maybe I should have gone harder on Jin-Young,” you mumble, anger filling you again at the thought. “But he said it was your idea to wear that, uh, costume, so I didn’t want to interfere, you know?”

Jeongin’s eyes turn into disks and it’s only then that you find yourself giving some credibility to what Jin-Young told you. Find yourself thinking that maybe, maybe?

“He… gave me the idea,” he says, slowly, eyes darting from the floor to the ceiling lights to the door on the other side of the room like he’s going to make a run for it.

“But among others, right?”

You’re doing everything you can to keep your tone light, turning your back towards him as you get your stuff from the locker, hoping that it makes your question sound casual and not like you’re fishing for information. Gosh, now you understand why kids slide across these little ‘do you like me? yes/no’ notes. This feels so silly. You’re a grown-up, you shouldn’t be dancing around the subject like that.

“Yes but that one was… Uh… Really low-effort.”

Right.

“He made it sound like he thought you were wearing it for someone in particular,” you say like you’d comment on the weather as you finish collecting yourself and turn to face him.

He’s still sitting there, frozen like a deer in headlights, eyes wide as saucers, staring, pleading for help. Your heart’s hammering in your chest. One of you is going to have to take the first step, and it’s the vulnerability of that step that terrifies you. You could have gotten it wrong. He could just be scared that you uncovered his crush on Jihyo, or Jeongyeon, or even on Changbin, for all you know.

Still, you’ll take the plunge. You glance at your nails like they’re a fascinating sight.

“I know I told you already, but I thought you looked great.”

He lowers his gaze immediately. It’s still not quick enough to stop you from seeing the wide grin that forms on his lips.

“Thanks,” he mumbles. It’s all… unhelpful. Could mean anything, and you’re all out of courage now. Then he looks up at you through black locks of hair, and you have to strain to hear what he says. “He was right.”

You blink.

“Who was?”

“I did wear it for you. Jin-Young told you, right?”

Regaining the control of your jaw after he just dropped that on you is way harder than it seems.

“Uh, yeah, yeah he did, what—”

“He just can’t keep his mouth shut.” Jeongin clicks his tongue as he gets up from the bench he was on, grabbing his bag as he does so. “But don’t worry about it, I won’t bother you.”

What?

“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better,” he grimaces, looking away once more. “It’s fine if you weren’t, um, into it.”

“No, I— I just told you.” Your mind flashes back to your first exclamation, and you’re not sure how to take it back or explain exactly what was on your mind without stuttering and making a fool out of yourself, again. “It caught me off-guard,” you explain slowly. “But I was very into it.”

Jeongin’s eyes are still wide, but they’re not filled with fear or surprise anymore. He takes a step towards you as you lean against your locker. You pray high and low that this is going where you think it’s going. As he gets closer and the air grows thicker between you, he seems to be searching for something in your expression that would tell him that he’s gotten the wrong idea, that he should step back. He still hasn’t found it by the time his body brushes against yours, and so he takes the next logical step.

His eyes close as he leans towards you, and you’re smiling when his lips meet yours. He kisses you slow and delicate, intent on savoring every second of it. One of his hands gently lifts your chin to get better access to you, the other coming down to grab your waist, and you arch yourself into him without thinking. The moment’s soft and sweet.

Then he gets even closer, and you wrap your arms around his neck, entangling one of your hands in his hair, and it turns a little less sweet. He goes from carefully tasting you to devouring you, pulling away from you briefly catch his breath before diving back in, his hips pushing you against the locker. Shamelessly, you allow one of your hands to come down to feel the muscles of his chest. He grins at that, nipping playfully at your lower lip, but that doesn’t mean you miss the shiver that runs through him then.

He grabs your hand before you get any lower though, and takes ahold of the other one before you can try anything else on that front, and easily pins them both over your head with just one of his. Then he keeps kissing you, long fingers running over your body oh so sinfully, without ever lingering too long. He takes his sweet time exploring you, and it’s only after a particularly suggestive movement of your hips that tears a moan from his lips, that he lets go of you, stepping away with a crimson blush marring his cheekbones.

“Sorry, I, uh, I might have gotten a little carried away.”

There he goes, not meeting your eyes, again, even after he just kissed the hell out of you.

“I was very into it too,” you hear yourself replying, and he chokes at that. You can’t help the brief laughter that spills from your lips. Cute.

“S-so, just so we’re clear, I’m not— I’d love to take you out. On a date.” He’s back again with the pleading look. “It’s not— it’s not just a physical thing.”

“That’s good,” you smile, leaning towards him in a suggestive manner. It’s just too easy to tease him. “I’d really like it if you took me out on a date.”

He frowns.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t ever be able to do my job again and I’ll get fired.”

Again, you laugh. It just comes easy to you when you’re with Jeongin.

“Let’s see if you don’t get tired of me after one date before we start talking about you getting fired, hm?”

“That’s not going to happen,” he says, sounding far more confident than he has about anything else he’s said that whole evening, and wouldn’t you know it, there are butterfly swimming in your stomach now.

“How do you know?”

He leans in for another kiss.

“I just do.”

this might not make much sense and i'm sorry if it doesn't but i was just so happy to be writing again after such a long time :)))

i hope you all liked it and feedback in any form is always greatly appreciated!

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feelbokkie · 1 year

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Random texts with bf!Jeongin

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

genre: fluff

pov: 1st/2nd person (depends on how you view it)

description: random text with your boyfriend Jeongin (some texts are inspired by pinterest)

pairing: jeongin x reader

warnings: feet and blood (idek)

word count: n/a

screenshot count: 9

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Buy me a coffee?

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stayteezdreams · 11 months

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Pay Me Back: Part One

Plot: After losing your phone somewhere in the city, you call it, hoping the boy who answers is as kind as he sounds.

-Part Two-

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x Gn!Reader

-Meet-Cute Masterlist-

Words: ~1.9k

A/n: I wish it came out a bit longer, but oh well

As you got to your friends door, you knocked before swaying on your feet. Hearing their footsteps stride to the door, you smiled as your friend appeared, but it quickly faded when they looked at you with a mix of relief and frustration.

"What?" You asked with mild panic.

"I've been texting you for like an hour, I thought you got hit by a car or something!"

"Huh?" You reached into your pocket for your phone to check it, but no longer felt it.

Quickly checking your other pocket, and then your bag you looked at your friend with panicked eyes.

"Oh no." They sighed, as worry filled their own face.

After your friend calmed you down a bit as you paced around their apartment, cursing yourself for not realizing you had dropped it somewhere, you sat down and let out a breath.

"Okay, how long ago did you start texting me exactly?"

Checking their phone, they looked over at you "Forty three minutes ago."

Thinking back on what you were doing you clapped "I was in the mall!"

"Okay let's go."

You looked at your friend with surprise as they grabbed their jacket "Really?"

"Yeah come on!"

You thanked your friend again as you walked towards the security office at the mall.

"Hey, you helped me cram for my mid-terms for three hours that one night, I owe you." They laughed.

As you arrived, you checked with the security, but they had no reports of a phone given to them. Feeling somewhat disappointed, you walked around the mall to each store you recalled going to, but found nothing.

"We could try calling it?" Your friend suggested.

"To see if someone found it?"

They nodded before dialing the number. Listening intently, but hearing no answer, you groaned.

You continue to walk around for a while, but saw no sign of your phone anywhere.

As you sat defeated by the fountain, you sighed "Try calling it again!"

Your friend sighed "We tried like five times."

"Please?!" You begged with a pout.

"Okay, okay"

As they dialed the number, you listened, but held little hope. But suddenly you heard silence before a voice spoke.

"Ah! Hello?"

You gasped as you grabbed your friends phone, making them jump in surprise.

"Hi, hello!" You said excitedly into the phone "You found my phone!"

I.N was slightly startled by the energy behind the voice, but he couldn't help but chuckle, it was cute.

"Yes, I did, just a few minutes ago."

"Are you in the mall?"

"Mall? No, I'm by a market."

"A market? Oh." You looked over at your friend "I didn't realize I had lost it that long ago." After a moment you closed your eyes tightly "I know this might be inconvenient, but do you think you could meet with me so I could get it back?" You asked nervously, hoping they weren't a jerk.

"Of course, I don't mind! Where do you want to meet?"

Your heart leapt in your chest as you grinned, thank God they're nice, not to mention his voice sounded quite attractive. You shook your head lightly, trying to ignore the thought.

"Do you know the cute two story cafe near that market?"

"Yes, I go there a lot! I'm not that far from there."

"Do you think you could wait there for me?"

"No problem."

"Amazing, thank you so much. I will be there as quick as I can!"

As your friend waited in their car outside, you walked into the cafe. You felt nervous for some reason, uncertain of how this would go.

Your friend made jokes abut the guy being a creep, or asking for money, and it only made you more nervous. You reminded yourself however, of how nice they were over the phone.

'It'll be fine.' you thought to yourself.

The man, who told you his name was Jeongin, said he was wearing a knit brown top, and had dyed blue hair. Your eyes cast over the people sitting around. You started to get worried, before you finally spotted him towards the back of the cafe.

'Oh no, he's cute' You felt yourself suddenly grow even more nervous before realization washed over you.

As he looked around, but missed you, you got a full look at his face and realized you had seen him before, here at the cafe. He said he came here a lot, and now you knew that to be true. You had never spoken to him, and you don't know if he ever noticed you, but every time you saw him, occasionally with his friends, you couldn't help but note how attractive he was.

Walking over, you swallowed, fighting back your anxiety.

As you stopped in front of him, you cleared your throat lightly "Jeongin?"

I.N looked up at the sound of his name. As his eyes landed on you he felt his heart skip and his breath hitch. He knew you. Well, he didn't know you, but he had seen you here a dozen times before, and always thought you were cute.

Seungmin and Hyunjin had come with him once and they caught him staring at you, they teased him relentlessly for it. He couldn't imagine how they would be now.

He nodded "Y/n?" he asked in response and you smiled, nodding.

He felt relief wash over him, yet a shyness as well as he sat up a bit. The name suited you.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out your phone, and he saw relief wash over your face. He smiled at it, thinking how cute you looked before he told himself to shut up.

"Thank you so much"!" You said happily as you took your phone.

"You're welcome" He chuckled softly "I lost my phone a few weeks ago, I know how terrible it feels."

"Oh, did you find it?" You asked with sudden curiosity.

He laughed and nodded "Yes, luckily."

"Oh good." You smiled before suddenly feeling shy. Looking at the drink in his hands your eyes lit up "Let me pay for you're drink for you, as a thank you!"

I.N lifted his hands up "No, no it's okay. I already paid for it anyways. I don't need anything."

"Are you sure? I feel bad for making you come here to give it to me."

He smiled brightly at you and you felt butterflies. "It's okay really, I promise. Not every kindness needs to be repaid."

You hummed and bit your lip lightly and I.N felt as though he might fall out of his chair.

You hesitated a bit as you spoke, wanting to linger, but not wanting to became a nuisance. "If you're sure, then I suppose I should go."

Your eyes met for a moment and you felt your breath hitch, as I.N felt butterflies in his stomach. You gave him one more shy smile before you moved to leave.

Suddenly Jeongin felt a panic wash over him "Wait."

He spoke suddenly and it came out much louder than he intended, he was afraid he freaked you out. But you stopped and looked back at him with a soft yet curious gaze.

He almost forgot to speak as he felt surprised at himself, luckily finding some courage he spoke again "Are you sure you have to leave?"

You felt a bit stunned, as your ears started to burn "What?" You asked softly, curiosity filling your voice.

"Can I buy you a coffee?" He said suddenly.

You turned back towards him as an amused smile crossed your face "Didn't I just offer the same thing?"

I.N felt his neck burn hot as he laughed, looking down in embarrassment. You found it endearing, and you couldn't help but giggle softly.

He cleared his throat a bit as he looked up at you "I know how you can pay me back."

You rose your brow, waiting, uncertain.

"Let me buy you a coffee."

Your heart was beating so hard, you were afraid he could hear it. But as he stared earnestly up at you, though with an obvious nervousness in his eyes, you nodded, somewhat stiffly.

"Alright."

He seemed a bit stunned that you agreed as he spoke "Really?"

You nodded and smiled "Yeah. Oh- but my friend is waiting out in their car for me. I should go tell them I'm gonna stay, okay?"

He nodded silently before you quickly turned and headed out of the cafe. He watched you go, his chest tightened as he looked back at his coffee. He felt his smile fall as he sighed, his chest clenched painfully. He had a feeling you weren't coming back.

What would happen if you did run? Would he see you in the cafe again some day? Would you recognize him and get embarrassed? Would you feel guilty?

Running up to your friends window, you tapped on it with a smile.

As they rolled down the window they eyed you "Did you get it?"

You nodded and showed them "I'm gonna stay okay?"

"Stay?"

"Yeah, he wants to buy me a coffee." You said with a shy smile and your friend gawked at you before they smirked.

"So he's cute?"

"Shh!" You laughed "But yes. It's actually that guy I told you about before! That comes into the cafe a lot."

"The blonde?"

"He was blonde, but his hair is blue now, it's cool."

They shook their head but laughed "Quite a coincidence that he's the one who found your phone. Maybe it's fate?" they wiggled their eyebrows as they smiled

You rolled your eyes, but the idea made your heart flutter.

"Are you sure you're okay though?"

You nodded and grinned "Yeah he seems really nice. I'll text you if anything happens."

"Good and bad?"

You chuckled "Yeah, sure."

I.N let his mind get so distracted, that when you suddenly sat back down across from him, he nearly jumped in surprise.

You smiled softly at him as you got comfortable. You saw the surprise on his face and tilted your head "What?"

He sat up straight "No, nothing, I just got distracted" He chuckled, a bit embarrassed that he thought so badly of you so quickly.

You smiled sweetly at him and felt shy all over again.

"I've actually, uhm, seen you in here a few times before." he said quietly.

Your eyes got wider as you nodded "I've seen you too!"

"You have?" He asked quickly his voice a bit more startled than he meant.

But you just chuckled softly "Yeah, I didn't think you had noticed me."

"How could I not?" His eyes suddenly went wide as he spoke before he thought again.

You stared at him a bit bewildered, but your face flushed slightly as you smiled shyly.

Practically running from his embarrassment, he stood up with an awkward chuckle "Let me get you a coffee, what would you like?" He spoke rushed, obviously still embarrassed by his own comment.

You smiled with soft amusement as you told him your order, watching as he went up to the counter.

You watched him as he ordered, and when he glanced back at you, seeing you watching him, he looked away bashfully, obviously hiding a shy smile. You noticed the back of his neck grow a bit more red.

You giggled softly to yourself as you looked down at your hands. Maybe losing your phone was worth the panic after all. Thinking back to what your friend said, you smiled. And maybe it was fate too.

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myloveforyunho · 7 months

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yang jeongin blurb; pervert!jeongin, yandere jeongin, yandere skz, cnc acts, reader wants to be sexualized secretly

i’ve been thinking about subby jeongin for the past few days now… just thinking about perv jeongin and how he was fascinated with watching you secretly. or his secret collection of photos of you. you never realized the way he looked at you, or the way he’d photograph you secretly.

times you were in the shower and he could see your silhouette, he’d take a photo from the crack in the door. if you had fallen asleep with short shorts or even just your panties sticking out, he wouldn’t be able to control himself filming a video of him kneading your ass. the days at the spa were his upmost favorite.

one in particular instance was when you were sweating due to being in the steam room, and you had wanted to go into the gym pool in the jyp building. of course needing to get changed but for some reason forgetting to while upstairs, he offered to hold the towel up for you in the pool area to change. definitely not forgetting to peek over the towel, feeling his cock throb.

let’s not forget about his up skirt photos, i mean come on… every pervs dream. except he thought he got away with this in every aspect because he was so close to you. walking up the stairs was the biggest set up, considering your skirts were too short for you even when you were simply walking. little did he know, you felt the cold air brush against your ass every time you walked up the stairs; one day hoping jeongin takes even the slightest peek.

another time was when you were sitting on a chair that was completely clear. he had seen your hips being squished up against the chair, which was what originally caught his attention. while you weren’t paying attention, he angled his phone slightly underneath you chair, getting the most beautiful photo of your ass squished up against the seat.

later that night, jeongin had been so infatuated that he made sure to get you real drunk at the bar you and the boys were partying at. him and the boys getting you loaded, they watched you work the pole in the private drinking room that night. jeongin was practically drooling at the sight, wanting so bad to just eat you out in front of everybody.

he made sure not to lose his chance, making out with you on the car ride home. he started to give you hickeys, but unfortunately on your behalf, you were unconscious. all the other boys were either asleep, on their phones, or staring in awe. chan however, was not having it. he finds it unnecessary to take advantage of you whenever you’re drunk and then pretend nothing happened the day before.

luckily to you, while you were pulling up to your apartment, yeosang seen everything that they were doing to you, jeongin grabbing your ass and all. if they weren’t gonna tell you what they were doing, then yeosang will just have to. worse came to worse once a blush crept up your face the morning after, once yeosang told you that jeongin’s hands were on you all night.

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hyunverse · 1 year

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mornings like this ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ i.n

i.n && reader. genre — fluff, drabble. note — lee know's version here. lmk if you want a version of another member <3__<3

“wake up babe, wake up!”

the darkness blanketing your vision soon changes to speckles of light — jeongin had turned the night light on, so it seems. you groan, eyes still closed and body still tucked in fluffy white quilt. you try to block out your lover's voice, clasping your pillow close to your ears.

jeongin taps your thigh with his cold hand, much to your annoyance.

“baby i'm serious. wake up,” he adds, tapping your thigh once again.

you take a deep breath, forcing your eyelids open to see the man kneeling in front of you. he's dressed in a green hoodie and a pair of jeans, hair slicked back. his blonde hair and the wedding ring on his left ring finger gleams under the city light seeping through the blinds.

“why are you all dressed up?” you question, taking a quick glance at the clock on your nightstand, “it's six in the morning.”

“i know,” he retorts, fingers busy running across your skin, “go to mcdonalds with me?”

the question has you checking the clock and his face over again. mcdonalds. at six in the morning. it's like jeongin is asking to get smacked.

“are you insane?”

he leans down to press a kiss against your lips, which you gladly return.

“insanely in love with you, yes,” he makes a clever remark — an attempt to woo you into getting up.

it's working, and you hate to admit it. something about that oh-so painfully cheesy line and his cute smile is making you all fluttery inside.

you groan as you stretch your arms upwards, body shifting around as you do so. jeongin's satisfied. you can tell by the way his smile turns wider.

with jeongin's help, you manage to sit down on the bed, blinking excessively to get used to the lighting. the blonde rushes to his closet to grab a hoodie for you.

“do enlighten me on why in the world you want to go to mcdonalds at the break of daylight,” you sigh, watching him from the bed.

“because i'm craving for their hashbrowns,” jeongin replies, walking back to you. he helps you with changing; you love how you could still smell his scent on the hoodie.

once your head pops out from the neckline, you ask, “and you couldn't wait until a reasonable time to get the hashbrowns?”

“i'm hungry 'cause we had an early dinner last night.”

“and who's fault is that?” your reply has him rolling his eyes.

it's his fault. the night before he had insisted on getting an early dinner; as early as 5pm. something about your body needing time to digest before going to sleep; you didn't care much about the reason. you followed anyway because well, well, doesn't love own the power to make one do foolish things?

6:30 am is displayed on the clock by the time you're at the door. jeongin is kneeling down in order to tie your shoelaces — he'd decided to match your shoes as well.

“come on, hop on,” your husband innocently asks, bending down in front of you while tapping on his shoulders.

“what?”

“i'll give you a piggyback ride.”

you raise an eyebrow, “are you telling me we're walking to mcdonalds, jeongin?”

“no. i'm walking. you're riding on my back.”

needless to say, the rest of your day consists of back massages and lectures from you, specially for the love of your life — jeongin.

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linopls · 7 months

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kinktober day five

first time jeongin x fem!reader summary: spending the night in your childhood bedroom with one of your members didn't go as you expected it. warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, mentions of underage drinking, oral (fem receiving), unprotected p in v 3.1k words (whoops)

they are both adults (18) here!

“you smell like a red, white, and berry smirnoff.”

jeongin giggles, “your childhood bedroom is cute.”

you never thought any of the stray kids members would visit your childhood home in the states until the boys suggested you come back home for your senior prom. you had committed to finishing your senior year online while still being a member of stray kids knowing that you would miss many of your senior traditions. but the boys could not let go of the idea of you missing your senior prom.

your defensive argument is you had no reason to go as you didn’t have a date, all the boys jumped on the opportunity to take you. chan, minho, and changbin were all too old, according to the permission slip. seungmin and jisung were too worried about not knowing enough english, and hyunjin and felix had both planned trips with their families during this time of break.

this left jeongin, who didn’t care if he didn’t know enough english.

“isn’t prom just dancing anyways?” jeongin asked you a month before the dance, both of you sitting in the JYPE cafe snacking between practices.

“it is,” you reply, taking a fork full of your salad. “but i’ll want you to meet and get to know all my friends.”

“then you can translate for me, think of it as korean practice!”

“pfft, i don’t need more korean practice, you can think of it as english practice.”

jeongin rolls his eyes at you while stuffing his face full of pizza. “i’m going with you to this out of the kindness of my heart, don’t be mean,” he says with his mouth full.

“you are literally the only one able to go.”

about two weeks before the dance, stray kids was finishing promotions for their comeback and you were walking back to the dressing room.

“wait here,” chan says, stopping you outside the door. confusion paints your face as chan stands in front of the door handle, blocking you from entering. you both sit in silence for a minute when there’s a small knock on the door. chan opens the door without saying anything.

you’re greeted with balloons and streamers. on your left hyunjin is holding out a small cake, on your right, felix, minho, seungmin, and changbin, jisung are holding signs that spell out “PROM?”, and in the middle of jeongin is holding a sign that reads ‘I have a QUESTION and I hope there’s no AWKWARD SILENCE but…”

you gasp, hands covering your mouth, and tears form in the corners of your eyes. you never had been asked to a school dance, and never thought you would be. but here’s jeongin, recruiting the help of all the members, to ask you with a cheesy sign.

“my prom research told me that boys usually ask their partners to prom with a sign,” jeongin says walking towards you. “so what do you say?”

you nod, afraid that if you speak you’ll start to cry. you run to hug jeongin and he drops the sign and envelopes you in a warm hug.

“i can’t believe my parents haven’t touched it since i left.”

“it still fits your personality, cute and bubbly.”

jeongin squeezes himself between you and the wall on your twin size bed. he pulls up the pink, polka dot covers over the two of you and cuddles up next to you.

“how much did you drink?” you ask.

“only one,” he says. “we can’t legally drink here.”

you laugh. “and that stopped none of us.”

your friends had encouraged you to host an after party at your house, since your parents were out of state. you and jeongin drink often in korea, being 18 and 19 accordingly. so he found it funny that none of the party goers could legally purchase alcohol but brought a ton of it to the party. both of you only drank one or two beverages, being the hosts of the party you both wanted to remain sober enough. and red, white, and berry smirnoffs being the drink of choice, jeongin claimed it would make him feel more american.

you both lay there in silence, scrolling through socials and updating the boys on how the dance was.

“oh my god,” you sigh.

“what?” jeongin says, trying to catch a peak of whatever you’re looking at on your phone.

“my friend abby, you know the one in the red dress you meant, just texted us that she’s getting laid tonight.”

“what?” jeongin exclaimed, “she seemed so sweet and innocent.”

“she is!” you laugh. “we all had placed bets on when we’d lose our virginities in, like, middle school, they all said i would be first. but now i guess i’m last.”

“its not a race,” jeongin says.

“i know, i know.” you pout. “but i’m sick of all the boys teasing me for it all the time!”

“they tease me about it too!” he says, sitting up on one of his elbows, turning to face you.

being the youngest two members meant you and jeongin got teased about not doing ‘adult things’ a lot. like neither of you were able to drive, neither ever bought a lottery ticket, or neither had ever had sex.

“what if we did it?”

“what?” you’re in shock, you feel like you can’t move. you had never thought about jeongin like that. you both had agreed that going to prom together was completely platonic, even though he made the sign, you wore matching colors, and you guys exchanged corsages and boutonnieres.

“i’m just thinking like, if we did it, neither of us would be virgins and they would stop teasing us for it.”

jeongin notices your shocked impression and quickly begins to apologize.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean it like that, i was just saying that-”

“they would tease us for doing it with each other,” you say, turning your phone off and placing it on your nightstand.

you look over at jeongin and now he looks confused. “although,” you wonder aloud. “we wouldn’t have to tell them, we could just say we aren’t next time they bring it up. lie about who we did it with.”

“how?” jeongin asks.

“i dunno, say i reconnected with someone back here, and then you could say you met someone at the company and it was a fling.”

“they wouldn’t believe that, i don't have the ability to flirt with people like that,” jeongin laughs awkwardly.

the air feels tense. you and jeongin are sat in silence, both staring at each other looking for some sort of answer. jeongin scoots closer to you. you again can smell the smirnoff on his breath. he slowly reaches one of his hands up and places it on your cheek, gently caressing your soft cheek.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, almost at a whisper.

“yeah,” you whisper back.

his lips met yours and it feels like fireworks are going off in your brain. his lips are so soft and move perfectly in sync with yours. he moves his hand from your cheek to the back of your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss. you move one of your hands up his torso, stopping at where his chest and neck met, you can feel the warmth of his skin on your hand and it feels like you both should’ve done this a long time ago.

he slowly assists you onto your back and he lays on top of you, his legs slotted between yours. he keeps one hand on the back of your hand and uses the other to grip onto your thigh and pull it up to wrap around his middle. his gentle ministrations send butterflies down to your core and you mindlessly move both of your hands to his hips and pull his body closer to yours.

you both uncontrollably moan at the sensation of your clothed centers coming in contact with each other. the kiss becomes more messy as jeongin slips his warm tongue into your mouth and you both unconsciously grind onto each other.

jeongin is the first to pull away, a line of spit still connecting your mouths, and both of you out of breath. “jesus y/n,” he said breathlessly.

you giggle as you pull his hips closer to you once again. jeongin smashes his lips onto yours, more hungrily this time. he continues to grind his hips into your clothed core, the sensation driving you wild. he begins to kiss down your jaw and neck stopping at the collar of your shirt.

“can i take this off?” he whispers against your skin and his hand moves from your thigh to the hem of your shirt.

you nod and jeongin slowly starts to lift your shirt up your body, you sit up slightly so that he can fully lift it over your head.

“wow.”

“what?”

“you’re beautiful,” jeongin says as he leans back down to kiss at your now exposed chest. as he kisses down between your breasts and down your stomach you interlock your fingers with his dark, slightly wet hair. when he kisses the spot right above the waistband of your pants he looks back up at you.

“do you want me to…” he trails off.

“if you want to,” you reply, barely a whisper.

“yeah,” he says unsurely. “i don’t know how to.”

you laugh and he places his forehead on your stomach in embarrassment. “y/n don’t laugh at me.”

“i’m not laughing at you. you’re just cute.”

he looks back up at you. “are you kidding me?”

“i’ll tell you what to do, okay?” you reassure him.

you reach for his hands and put them at the waistband of your pajama pants. you assist him in pulling down your pants and panties in one swift motion. the feeling of the cool air in the bedroom on your core sends shivers down your spine. the whole scene hits you now and you realize what you’re about to do with your bandmate. you close your legs in embarrassment and jeongin looks up at you.

“hey, are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asks, holding your hand in his.

you nod slowly. “i’m just nervous, i guess. never done this before.”

“it’s okay, it's me, your best friend in the whole world, i’ll never think of you differently,” he says, squeezing your hand gently.

“you promise?”

“yeah, i do.” he smiles at you, the cute smile you love to see plastered on his face. where his dimples come out and his cheeks are round and you just want to grab him and kiss him all over his face. “so please, open your legs for me.”

you could never dream about your innocent jeongin saying those words to you, his words send a wave of arousal to your core. you very slowly part your legs for him and he stares at your core in awe.

“wow, y/n, you’re fucking beautiful.”

“please,” you whisper, begging for him to touch where you need him most.

“tell me if i’m doing anything wrong, m’kay?” he says, moving his face closer to your core.

he sticks his tongue out and gently swipes it across your clit. the feeling is sent through your whole body and you whimper out in response. jeongin takes that as a ‘go ahead’ and presses his tongue flat against your sensitive bud.

“m-more, please,” you whine, lacing your fingers into his hair again.

jeongin giggles and starts to flick his tongue back and forth on your clit. he lays one of his arms across your stomach to support himself and uses his other hand to part your lips for him. he moves off your clit and gently runs his tongue over your sopping wet hole. you moan in response loudly before slapping one of your hands over your mouth.

jeongin looks up at you. “shh, you don’t want to wake your friends, do you?” he teases.

your mind had been so overwhelmed with the idea of having sex with jeongin that you forgot that all your friends were still in your house from the party. next door was your brother's room in which your brother and two of his friends were sleeping in.

you shake your head but keep your hand over your mouth and jeongin gets back to work. he teasingly pokes his tongue in and out of your hole and you moan out in pleasure again, this time it's muffled by your hand. jeongin moves his tongue back up to your clit and swirls the sensitive muscle in small circles. you tug at his hair with the hand you still have in his soft, black locks. jeongin groans in response and the sound sends shivers down your spine.

“m-more please,” you whine. “your-your fingers.”

jeongin quickly listens to your pleas and slides his index finger into your entrance. you whimper in response and without realizing it, you’re grinding down onto his mouth and fingers. jeongin begins to work his tongue and fingers swiftly at your core, flicking small circles on your clit and slowly fucking your hole with his finger. before long, he adds a second finger and curls them both until he finds the spot that has your back arching off the bed.

he begins working more vigorously, wanting nothing more than for you to finish on his fingers and tongue. he begins to rotate from gentle flicks at your clit to sucking on the bud gently. he adds a third finger and you begin to feel the knot form in your stomach. you’ve never felt like this before, only ever finishing by yourself, the feeling of someone else being in control of it has you seeing stars. as jeongin goes back to swirling small circles on your clit, you feel yourself leaking onto your bedsheets and that your orgasm is going to spill over.

“i’m gonna cum, jeongin please, please,” you whine at a whisper. jeongin doesn’t break his pace and soon you’re biting down on your hand, your eyes rolls back into your head, and you're pulling at jeongin’s hair like your life depends on it. he continues to work you through your orgasm, the sounds of your squelching cunt make jeongin moan.

“jeongin, jeongin,” you exclaim and you push his head away from your core just as he starts to overstimulate you.

he looks up and you see your arousal shine all over his face. he pulls his fingers from your hole and sticks them in his mouth, making a show of swirling his tongue around them to clean them off. he starts to crawl back up to be face to face with you and you find your hands moving to the waistband of his pajama pants and slowly starting to pull them down.

“y/n do you have a condom?” jeongin asks before you can free him completely.

“no,” you answer.

“then we don’t have to it’s-”

“its okay, i’m on the pill.”

“what?” jeongin looks dumbfounded, like you just asked him to hand over his firstborn child.

“i’m serious, it’s okay, i’m on the pill.”

“are you sure?”

“yes, i am so sure. i’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. jeongin please, i need you.”

jeongin could’ve came on the spot. he quickly pulls his pants down and throws them off the bed. you look down to his red and leaking member, begging to be touched.

“holy shit.”

“what?” jeongin exclaims, worry painting his face.

“you’re huge,” you say before you can filter yourself.

jeongin laughs. “i am not.”

“you are not going to fit,” you laugh, grabbing his hips to pull closer to yours.

his solid cock brushes your entrance and jeongin lets out a whimper-like noise. you gently grab his cock with one of your hands to guide him to your begging core. he’s staring at you, eyes wide, looks like tears could boil over at any second. the feeling of his tip at your hole makes both of you moan.

“jeongin, please fuck me.”

“jesus, y/n,” jeongin moans.

jeongin grabs the base of his cock and slowly pushes it inside of you. you grab at his shoulders, the stretch stinging in a pleasurable manner. you’re both staring at each other, eyes widening as he slowly pushes himself inside you. when he bottoms out, you’re both breathing heavy at the new sensation.

“you can move now,” you whisper after you have gotten used to the feeling.

“if i move, i’ll cum,” jeongin mumbles. you laugh, and jeongin moans.

“y/n don’t fucking laugh, it squeezes me,” jeongin whines.

you chuckle and grab jeongin’s hand. you guide him down to your clit, where he quickly understands and begins to rub small circles on it. you moan loudly, not caring about who hears you anymore. the feeling of jeongin playing with your clit and being so full as you seeing stars.

“jeongin, i need you to move please,” you whine.

he takes a deep breath and slowly slides himself in and out of your wet cunt, not stopping his ministrations on your bundle of nerves. the pleasure is overwhelming, you cover your mouth with your hand again and mumble for him to move faster. he begins to move faster and you can feel the knot forming again.

“fuck,” he moans softly. “you feel so good.”

you whimper in response. “jeongin, i’m gonna cum.”

“fuck,” he moans again, beginning to thrust faster. with each thrust you can feed the head of his cock hit your spot and your eyes roll back into your head. you dig your nails that are still on his shoulder into his skin. tears are beginning to form in your eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

“w-will you cum with me?” jeongin says, tears in his eyes and sweat dripping down his face.

you nod quickly and jeongin buries his face in your neck. you feel is cock twitch a couple times before he paints your walls with his release. you’re quick to follow and soon you’re both a moaning and weeping mess. both uncontrollably thrusting your hips into each other as you finish, leaking all over your bed sheets.

you both lay in silence for a minute, calming yourselves down and slowing your breathing. you’re gently running your fingers through his hair and his rubbing circles into your hips with his thumbs. you’re the first to break the silence.

“are you okay?”

“i’m great, are you?”

“mhm, feel great.”

“yeah.”

“are you still hard?” you ask, realizing he hadn’t pulled out of you yet.

“maybe,” he chuckles. “wanna go again?”

i got way too carried away with this one hehe

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notsosweetchan · 3 months

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˚ʚ♡ɞ Miss You, Baby˚ʚ♡ɞ

Warning: Phone Sex and Mutual Masturbation

Paring: | Jeongin x Reader |

Imagine: Wow, baby. I can see how much you missed me, huh? “ You smirk teasingly. ”You look so fucking good like that. I wish I could be there to feel you inside of me right now. But tonight when you get back to the hotel, maybe we could have some fun together?

Carefully, you unbutton your shirt and let it fall off your shoulders, revealing your black lace bra that matches your panties.

You slowly unhook it and let the cups slide down, exposing your breasts to the camera. You run your fingers over the rigid nipples and watch as Jeongin's eyes darken with desire. His reaction only makes you more turned on.

"I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock tonight," he groans, his voice thick with lust. As if in response, Jeongin begins to stroke himself faster, watching as you pull your skirt up to expose your matching thong.

You spread your legs slightly, teasingly, knowing Jeongin can see the damp patch forming on the fabric of your tight panties.

"You're so fucking sexy," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I love how you wear this for me."

You lean forward, giving him a better view of your already hard nipples and the glistening trail of pre-cum on your thong.

It's such a turn-on to know that he's seeing this; it makes you want him even more. You slide your fingers into your underwear, teasing yourself as you watch Jeongin's hand move in time with yours.

"Fuck, yes," he breathes out, his hips bucking slightly in the air. "Do that for me, baby."Your fingers slide into your pussy slowly at first, then faster as you begin to stroke yourself in time with Jeongin. You bite your lip, moaning softly as the pleasure builds up inside of you.

The sensation of being watched by him is electrifying and you can't help but imagine what it would be like to feel his cock stretching you open again.

The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room as you both masturbate together, groaning and moaning softly into the phone.

"I'm gonna come so hard for you," Jeongin says hoarsely. You can hear the need in his voice and it makes you even wetter.

You bring yourself to the brink, you whisper his name, "Jeongin," and your orgasm crashes over you like a wave. You cry out his name again as you feel your muscles clench around your fingers, the most intense feeling taking over your body. It's almost as if he were there with you.

You watch in awe as Jeongin loses control too, his hand moving faster and faster until he finally cums all over his stomach.

You hear him panting into the phone, still catching his breath. You lay on the bed, feeling satisfied but also wanting so much more.

"That was amazing," you whisper into the phone, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the thought of what they could experience together if he was here. "But I want you to be inside of me."

You can practically feel the heat emanating from Jeongin on the other end of the line as he chuckles darkly, "Soon enough, baby. Soon enough."

You smile exhausted but satisfied."I love you," you whisper, knowing he can hear you.You hang up the phone and curl up, reveling in the afterglow.

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dreamescapeswriting · 6 months

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Smutober Day 28 ~ Prompt ~ Yang Jeongin [M]

WORD COUNT: 1K

PAIRING: Jeongin x Fem!Reader

GENRE: established relationships, minors DNI prompt: “Your parents would be royally disappointed if they saw what you have on right now. Even more disappointed at what I’m thinking of doing to you” cunnilingus, royal AU, reader is a princess, Jeongin his her body guard, unprotected sex,

⤜MASTERLIST

Your hands ran down the thin lace fabric of the white babydoll outfit you'd picked out for tonight and you bit down on your lip as you stared at yourself in the mirror. Tonight was your anniversary with your bodyguard - Jeongin - but not just any anniversary.

The anniversary of the time you guys first started sleeping together behind your family's back. Six months in the making and you were still able to keep the whole thing a complete mystery to everyone else around you.

The relationship between the two of you was beginning to blur though, while you'd developed deep feelings for him months ago you weren't exactly sure where Jeongin stood in all of this. Tonight was the night you told him how you felt though, even if you were terrified it was going to ruin things,

"Is this for me?" Jeongin whispered as he walked into the small log cabin, his mouth falling open as he found you in front of the fireplace waiting for him. He'd just finished his route of checking to make sure no one was around the cabin and came in to grab some food.

It hadn't taken much to convince your parents that a breakaway in some faraway cabin in the middle of some snowy mountains was a good idea.

It had, however, taken A LOT of convincing for Jeongin to agree to it. He was very protective when it came to you - considering it was his job to keep you safe.

"All for you," You giggled, doing a small twirl and letting him enjoy the full view of the piece you were wearing. It was just the two of you out here, no other guards since your parents knew you weren't in any real danger. It was mostly for paparazzi purposes that you had Jeongin around. Though there had been the odd occasion he'd saved you from sleazeball in a bar.

Jeongin's mouth fell open as he looked at you, paired with the white lace babydoll you had on were a pair of silky gloves that reached your elbows and some of the sexiest heels he'd ever seen you in...and he'd seen you in a lot of things before. However, this had to be the sluttiest thing you'd ever worn and it was all for him.

“Your parents would be royally disappointed if they saw what you have on right now. Even more disappointed at what I’m thinking of doing to you." He told you with a smirk, your heart hammering against your chest as you walked over to him, running your hands up his chest and nodding.

"Good," You whispered before kissing him deeply, Jeongin's arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer to him your heart racing against your chest as he laid you down on the floor in front of the fireplace.

"I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate our anniversary," Jeongin mumbled as he kissed your neck, looking up at you as you let out a small whimper of his name.

Jeonin began to kiss down your chest and your nipples grew hard beneath the lacy fabric making him chuckle softly as he pulled the fabric to the side. He'd always loved your breasts, then again, he loved everything about you.

"Innie," You breathed out as he began to rub one of your nipples between his fingers and his mouth wrapped around the other. You moaned his name out as you ran your hands through his hair,

"Jeongin, oh god." You gasped out as he continued to suck and play with your nipples before coming to a stop completely and kissing down your body.

"Open your legs for me, princess." He groaned, watching as you slowly spread your legs for him to reveal that there was no underwear under the piece you were sporting.

"The prettiest little cunt I've ever seen," He growls before leaning down and sucking on your clit. Your head rolled back as you cried out his name at the sudden pleasure he was giving to you.

"I want you." You told him, pushing his head away as you looked at him. As much as you loved when he ate you out, you wanted nothing more than to feel him inside of you.

"Please...Fuck me." You begged before he groaned, pushing the trousers he was wearing down and smirking at you. Your eyes were on his cock as he placed himself at your entrance,

"You ready, princess?" You nodded quickly before he slammed inside of you, making you squeal out in surprise.

"Innie!" Your nails dragged down his shoulders as he began to fuck you just like you'd asked him to. Ravaging your body as he thrusts in and out of you at a brutal pace.

Everything was snatched away from you, your ability to breath or even speak as he pounded in and out of you. Brutally and perfectly.

"You take me so well, Princess. Always take me so fucking well," He grunts, holding onto your hips as you look up at him, your eyes filling with adoration as you made eye contact with him. Everything about this moment was intense, your skin on his, his cock deep inside of you and the small squeals sounding from your lips.

"I-Innie." You warned him as you felt the tightening in your stomach coming but before he could respond, your mouth parted as you cried out his name. Your orgasm hits you out of nowhere and explodes suddenly, travelling all over your body in electric waves. Your whole body shook as you whimpered, the sensations so intense it stole your ability to scream or cry out anymore.

Jeongin grunted as he continued to fuck you through your high,

"You're so fucking perfect, and you're all mine." He grunts, coming with a loud groan as you panted heavily in front of one another.

You lay on the floor beside one another, both cleaned up and just listening to the fire crack beside you.

"I love you Jeongin..." You told him suddenly, looking at the fire and refusing to look at him.

"I know it might cross boundaries and it might be too much for you but I do." You were rambling too much to notice Jeongin staring at you with a giant grin on his face. He slowly turned your head to look at him and kissed the top of your head.

"I love you too, Yn. And I think we crossed our boundaries months ago," He winks before you groan and hide in his chest.

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luvvvivii · 7 months

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6:47am — y.ji

pairing - jeongin x gn!reader

genre - fluff, timestamp

wc - 349

warnings - implications of reader having moderately long hair, reader called pretty (lmk if more)

a/n - please like and reblog (bc I notice there aren't many reblogs compared to likes 😾) if you enjoyed!!

synopsis - one early morning with your lover

[6:47am] — the sun shone brightly through the thin, grey curtains of your bedroom. you sensed shuffling from beside you in the bed, but didn't pay any serious attention to the movement. turning to your side, you reached for your phone, where it illuminated with the current time. you groaned — why wake up so early? dozing off, the memorable wallpaper of you and your boyfriend at the arcade suddenly came into focus. you chuckled slightly, reliving the moment. speaking of...

you switched sides and saw jeongin already facing your direction with a small smile etched on his face. "good morning, pretty." shoving the stray strands of hair away from your face, you blinked. once. twice. three times. he really was there. and, gosh, was he gorgeous.

you never really saw jeongin in the early mornings much. the times where you were both in bed — still adjusting to the brightness of the room — were rarely possible because of your very different sleeping patterns. jeongin always woke up bright and early, either off to go on a run or do other chores around the house. you, however, liked to sleep in as late as possible. I guess they say opposites attract?

back to your current dilemma, you reached over and played with jeongin's hair, almost testing to see if he was real or not. low and behold, he melted into the touch and showed you another one of his adorable smiles. huh, so he was real, you had pondered. but isn't he supposed to be on a run right now?

as if reading your mind, he answered, "couldn't get out of bed today, thought it had been too long since we've woken up together." he grinned uncontrollably, obviously unable to hold in his excitement. "oh, and, I was kind of stuck in your hair." you snorted, before adjusting your body so that you could move closer to jeongin and wrap your arms around him.

you sighed contently with a wide grin across your face. "silly you. anyways, let's stay in bed a teeny bit more longer. I'd love to get used to this."

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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-Frozen latte whispers

Words: 1.4k

Paring: Jeongin x Reader

Bells jingled as Y/N pushed open the door to the cozy coffee shop, her cheeks already rosy from the cold winter air. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of Jeongin, the talented barista she had been secretly crushing on for months, deftly working behind the counter. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her senses, mingling with the warm scent of pastries and cinnamon. The gentle murmur of customers chatting and the soft strains of indie music added to the welcoming ambiance of the shop. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she approached the counter, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she ordered her usual drink from Jeongin, his bright eyes meeting hers with a shy smile.

It was moments like these that made her grateful for this small, hidden gem of a coffee shop and all the warmth and comfort it brought her on cold days like this one.As Y/N watched Jeongin prepare her coffee, a feeling of anticipation washed over her. She had grown accustomed to these small moments, cherishing the stolen glances and fleeting exchanges they shared. But today, something felt different. The way Jeongin's gaze lingered a little longer, the way his hand brushed lightly against hers as he handed her the warm cup—it all sent a rush of electricity through her veins.

"Thanks," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the ambient noise of the cafe. Jeongin's smile widened as he replied, "My pleasure."

Y/N took a seat at a small table near the window, carefully cradling her cup of coffee in her hands. She watched as Jeongin moved effortlessly between customers, his every movement revealing a sense of purpose and passion for his craft. It was intoxicating to witness his devotion to something as simple as making coffee.

As Y/N took a sip, the rich flavors danced on her tongue, warming her from the inside out. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to taste more than just the coffee he made. The mere thought made a blush creep up her neck.

Lost in her daydreams, Y/N didn't notice Jeongin approach her table until he cleared his throat gently. Startled, she looked up, meeting his gaze with surprise and curiosity.

“I’m actually on my break right now ," Jeongin said, his voice soft and inviting. Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of him standing so close, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Would you mind if I sat with you for a moment?"

Y/N's breath caught in her throat as she nodded, unable to form any words. Jeongin took the seat across from her, his presence filling the small space between them with a delicious tension. The coffee shop seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them in their own little world.

A comfortable silence settled over them, broken only by the soft hum of conversation around them. Y/N's gaze wandered over Jeongin's features, tracing the outline of his lips, the curve of his jaw, and the way his hair fell effortlessly over his forehead. She had admired him from afar for so long, but now that he was sitting right in front of her, it was almost too much to handle.

Jeongin cleared his throat again, breaking through Y/N's thoughts. "I've noticed you coming here quite often," he said, his voice tinged with curiosity. "I always wondered what brings you back."

A shy smile curved Y/N's lips as she leaned forward slightly. "Well," she began, her voice low and velvety,"this place has a certain charm that keeps me coming back. And maybe, just maybe, it's because I hoped to run into someone like you." Her words hung in the air, charged with hidden meaning.

Jeongin's eyes widened, his lips parting slightly in surprise. The atmosphere between them shifted, crackling with an electric energy.He leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper. "Someone like me?" he repeated, his eyes searching hers for confirmation.Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Someone talented, passionate, and incredibly charming," she replied, her voice barely audible.

"Someone who makes the best damn coffee in town and steals my breath away every time I see them." Her words hung in the air, heavy with desire and longing.

Jeongin's breath hitched at Y/N's confession, his pulse quickening with a mix of surprise and elation. The intensity in her eyes told him that this wasn't just a passing fling or a casual crush. There was something deeper, something more profound brewing between them, like the perfect blend of coffee waiting to be savored.

A playful glimmer danced in Jeongin's eyes as he leaned even closer, his voice filled with a newfound confidence. "Well, I must admit, I've noticed you too," he admitted, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. "Your smile lights up the room, and your presence brings this place to life."

Y/N's heart fluttered at his words, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she looked down at her clasped hands. This was more than she had ever hoped for—a chance to connect on a deeper level with the person who made her heart skip a beat with every interaction.

Jeongin reached across the small table, gently taking Y/N's hand into his own. His touch sent tingles up her arm, spreading warmth through her entire being. Their fingers intertwined, fitting together like puzzle pieces—two souls finally finding their perfect match.

As their gazes locked, time seemed to stand still within the cozy confines of the coffeeshop. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of intimacy and vulnerability.

Jeongin's thumb traced circles on the back of Y/N's hand, a silent reassurance that he was there, that he felt it too.Their eyes held a silent conversation, their unspoken desires and hopes communicated through the depths of their gazes.

In that moment, Y/N knew she had to take a leap of faith. She had spent too long hidden in the shadows, silently admiring Jeongin from afar. It was time to let him see the fire that burned within her.With a surge of courage, Y/N leaned forward across the small table and pressed her lips against Jeongin's.

The taste of coffee lingered on both of their tongues, adding a bittersweetness to the kiss. It was soft and tentative at first, filled with the weight of unspoken emotions and years of longing. But as their lips moved in sync, a spark ignited between them, growing into a passionate flame that consumed every corner of their beings

Jeongin's hand gently cupped Y/N's cheek, deepening the kiss with a hunger that matched her own. Their breaths mingled, hot and desperate, as they surrendered themselves to the intensity of the moment. The small cafe disappeared entirely, replaced by an ethereal realm where time stood still and their connection burned brighter than any star in the sky.

When they finally pulled apart, their faces flushed and their eyes glazed with desire, Y/N's heart fluttered with newfound exhilaration. It was as if a weight had been lifted from her chest, and she could finally breathe freely in this newfound intimacy.

Jeongin's gaze held a mix of awe and adoration, as though he had found something he had been searching for all along. “ I should probably get back to my job," Jeongin murmured, his voice husky with desire. Y/N nodded, her lips still tingling from their passionate kiss. Reluctantly, they reluctantly released each other's hands, a pang of longing passing between them.

Y/N watched as Jeongin stood up from the table, his tall figure radiating confidence and charm. She couldn't help but admire the way he carried himself, even in the simplest tasks. "I'll see you around then?" she asked, her voice soft but filled with hope.

Jeongin smiled, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. "Count on it," he

replied, his voice dripping with promise. With one last lingering look, he turned and made his way back to the bustling coffee counter. As Y/N sat alone at the table, she couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face. She was filled with a newfound excitement and anticipation for what lay ahead. The connection she felt with Jeongin was undeniable, and she knew deep down that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

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