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hanniedream · 16 days

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hairtie with lee jihoon.

warning: reader has long hair.

a/n: my life hasn't been the same since realising he wears one on his wrist and i'm surprised i haven't noticed it sooner. but i have now and my life has been changed.

sweeping the hair out of your face, you mentally cursed yourself for not checking the weather when you knew you'll be having dinner at an outdoor restaurant with jihoon. you would have definitely worn your hair up if you had any idea it was going to be this windy tonight.

you place the glass you were trying to drink from down on the table before you so you can gather your hair aside and over your shoulder, hoping this would keep them from falling over your face but a strong breeze sweeps through yet again, causing your hair to go everywhere.

with an exasperated sigh, you gather your hair up into a ponytail as you rummage through your purse with your free hand to look for a hairtie, no longer having any regard for how long it took for you to style them. you mentally cursed yourself for the second time that night when you remember you'd left it on your dresser instead after the last time you'd used it.

you're about to release your hair from your grip when an arm appears right in front of your face and you look up to see your boyfriend. his face tilted down at you and a hint of a cheeky smile on his plush, rosy lips.

"take it," he moves his arm slightly, signalling for you to take the hairtie on his wrist.

you take it but not without giving him a questioning look first, "why do you have an extra hairtie?"

he sits down opposite you with a nonchalant shrug as he pulls his chair in, "i knew you probably needed one. it's not the first time you forgot to bring one with you."

you loop the hairtie around your ponytail one last time then rest your hands on the table, "thank you. my hair was really starting to annoy me. if you were to come even a few minutes later, i probably would have went and gotten my head shaved."

jihoon lets out a hearty laugh, he always found your dramatics amusing. "thank god there were no traffic and i came right on time then."

he reaches across the table to move a strand of hair you'd missed away from your face.

"why are you so surprised i have an extra hairtie though?" his soft eyes meet yours, "haven't you noticed i've started wearing one on my wrist ever since i started dating you?"

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doiefics · 9 months

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late night love affair

pairing: jihoon x gn!reader

prologue: when your boyfriend returns home late from practice, he finds you awake, and needy

genre: suggestive + fluff

wordcount: 958

warnings: none

It was late at night, far beyond your usual bedtime hours, and when you realised your eyelids could no longer bear the weight of a much-needed slumber, you instantly put on your headphones to fight it.

A text from Jihoon was already double-blue-ticked, saying he wouldn't be home before sunrise, which was the reason behind your nocturnal activities for the day.

It made total sense, for that's what lovers do.

The man had been sweating and spending uncountable hours in the practice room for the past few weeks.

He'd always keep you updated about his work, and whether it was hot gossip or promotion schedules, you were his place to confide in, and he kept you up to date.

"He won't be home before another hour." You said this as you cancelled the outside world's noise, including the buzzing of the midnight bugs. It was an old habit of yours to talk to yourself.

And at times like these, the kitchen seemed like an amusing place.

The handwritten, leather-covered book of recipes that your grandmother handed you lay open on the counter. Of course, figuring out her handwriting was a little too difficult, but it was about your pride as you stood confident you wouldn't burn the kitchen down as long as you followed every instruction; it was simple.

"My heart is innocent, but my body really, really wanna sin with you." You sang out loud to keep yourself company. It felt as if the song was indeed written for you as you stood in the dim light kitchen, mixing dough by now.

The more you thought about the song, the more your body ached for a particular touch.

You shook your head as if shrugging the scenarios out of your head quite literally.

Your otherwise spice-abundant life faces scarcity at times like these, but there wasn't much you could do.

Not a minute later, a pair of hands wrapped up from behind, driving your instincts to work rapidly and causing a shock, but they were calmed just as soon with the realisation, as if your skin sensed the fingerprints.

Your brain took note that he must have entered while you had no clue he did, lost in your own world and in between the deaf walls of the headphones.

The same pair of hands tightened their grip soon, tight but never too tight to cause any pain, as they found their way inside the cloth, in direct contact with your bare tummy, sending tingles down everywhere, even where they should not.

Your upper body lay back, as it was accustomed to by now, gaining more head and neck smooches. The whisker subtly dropped off your hands, and your eyes shut themselves.

Jihoon smelled like a weird mix of his juicy red fruit scent and sweat, yet it was the most comfortable smell at the moment.

"What's making you smile so much, hmm?" He whispered next to your earlobe, taking your gadget off, and you did not even know you had been smiling the entire time.

"Audio porn." You blurted out with pursed lips, unable to control the urge to break into a laugh when he moved the device close to his own ears with one hand, the other one still holding on to you, as some child of three holds onto their favourite plushie.

Jihoon let out a small chuckle; his voice was rather deep, or maybe it was the effect of the night.

"Your brain is too filthy for that face, isn't it?" He hummed again, keeping them completely aside this time, and he felt so warm yet insanely attractive, especially when your hawk eyes took notice of his veiny arms; he had been practising and working out, you see.

"Are you going to discipline me, then?" You asked, with sarcasm overflowing. You had been with him for quite a long time to know just enough to get him in the mood for certain things.

He just chuckled again, indicating that you should keep carrying this.

"And well, I figured." It was you who spoke again. "I needed some aid to keep me going; you return home at ungodly hours."

"There are some essential activities that couples need to carry out." You continued with your monologue, turning your body to face him and resting your hips on the kitchen slab as he just stared into your soul with his signature not-so-shy smile.

The dough mixture and the diary were forgotten about.

"Right. Groceries and taxes and-" As soon as he spoke, his words were interrupted by a longing kiss on his lips. No one could ever level with his teasing game.

Jihoon took your hands in his and placed them over his shoulders, and you took no time to fiddle with the collar of his white t-shirt.

"Hesitation and shame, you lack them both." And you could only wink at his words as he moved his buff chest closer to yours, close enough that there was little to no space left in between.

And some timings in life are not just bad but also annoying. When it starts to rain while you're out without an umbrella, when you are about to pay for your meal but forget your wallet, or when you're about to kiss and the phone rings.

You could have sworn his lips were not even millimetres away from yours, and his hands ran all over your back, lifting your shirt.

"Manager." It read.

Jihoon's passionate gaze only drifted away for a short moment before he brought it back to your eyes, silencing his phone and continuing with the unfinished business.

"You're shameless." You spoke in the middle of the kiss, pulling back to catch up on your breath.

"You're just as shameless." He cooed.

"Even more."

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mashmallow · 2 years

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𝔾𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖

jihoon x nobody!fem!reader

ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖

jihoon had smiled soon after he'd entered the flower shop. his classmate had quickly paid attention to any flower closest to the entrance, hoping to have checked every corner by the end of their visit.

his classmates had decided on shooting pictures for a number of calenders to sell in order to raise a few bucks for an event. and jihoon was one of the models who'd be surrounded by flowers.

but that wasn't the reason behind his sudden giddiness.

you were tending to a few plants, stalled to catch some sun. a small watering can hesitantly hovering above a few succulents and from what he could tell, you may be wondering if you watered the plants enough or too much.

his gut was telling him to approach you, but his feet stayed rooted. his friend would've nudged him, yet his feet wouldn't change their mind.

in a way his wish had been granted when he'd seen you lower the watering can as your name was called, before you timidly approached him and his classmate.

"good morning.. is there.. anything i can help with?" your tone was sweet and silky thin, automatically imprinted in his memory.

"oh no, we're just looking for now, but whe- oh.. we'll make it known if we need help."

jihoon frowned, you forcefully smile and swung on the balls of your feet, before scurrying off to another row of potted plants.

"what was that?," jihoon asked.

miju shrugged, "you really want to know?" and jihoon nodded, argueing that if they'd visit the shop several times, he would want to be updated about the newfound tension.

"she seems to be quite reserved whenever i see her."

"you come here often?"

"this is my first visit, i see her every week on campus."

"she goes to our uni?!"

surprised at her, jihoon comtinued, "that's news to you?"

miju's voice lowered and scoffed, "she's a nobody and rude." and then jihoon chuckled.

he didn't know why back then, but his feet finally agreed to the courage he was suddenly filled with. he'd gone to look where you had disappeared to while miju softly shouted out his name.

a big potted plant had obstructed your view when you reappeared, but not enough to prevent you from finding your way to the open air.

"let me help you there." your hands were free of duty before you knew it and for a moment you were left wondering what happened.

"you don't have to-" "where do you want it."

it was the first time in a long time that you'd caught someone's eyes and in the next few seconds you struggled to look away and find the spot he could put the plant.

"we'll be having a photoshoot in a few weeks, a flower themed one and i was just wondering if you could help me with a flower that'd suit me." in all honesty, he wasn't. he had to make use of the confidence miju's disagreement with his infatuation, sparked inside of him.

"u-uhmm.. i.. i'm not the right person to ask," you let out a nervous laugh, "it's best to ask mrs kang. she owns the shop and knows her flowers and aesthetics."

"i can maybe hold a flower and you can tell me if they speak to me." he wanted to kick himself for that sentence that sounded like he just stuck some words together and ran with it.

by the looks of your face, his suggestion didn't seem bad and he sighed in relief.

"i'll do my best."

it may not have been in his plan, but he got the opportunity to look at you while he.. well.. modeled.

meanwhile, on the other side of the shop, miju gruntled at jihoon while getting some help from mrs kang.

**

"i'm proud of you, but you frequent the shop quite a lot now."

"i have reasons."

"your photoshoot sessions are over already," junkyu deadpanned.

"would you rather i stop?"

"no, by now i'd have thought you had taken her out already."

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#treasure drabbles #treasure scenarios #treasure imagines #treasure fluff #jihoon drabbles #jihoon fluff #park jihoon #park jihoon scenarios #jihoon scenarios

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fairyhaos · 20 days

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how seventeen react to their s/o's baby photos

notes: ive been choosing baby photos for our school yearbook cz it's the end of the year and it had me thinking.... what if i made this a svt hc??

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seungcheol, jeonghan, hoshi

eyes are positively gleaming at the chance to see your embarrassing moments when your parents bring up ur baby photos when he's visiting one day. he is so very ready to make fun of you for how ridiculous you looked as a baby. only, that all gets forgotten when he's shown the first picture and his jaw drops open because???? you were so cute wtf????? how is this even possible omg you were the cutest baby he's ever seen. all thoughts of blackmail are gone from his head. he's just in awe over how you've stayed so CUTE over the years

joshua, woozi, vernon, chan

finds you absolutely adorable no matter what. every picture that gets placed in front of him, he's instantly smiling and pointing out your chubby cheeks and saying that you're the cutest little bean he's ever laid his eyes on. you could be screaming and throwing the biggest tantrum in the photo and he'll still giggle and say you're soooo so adorable. is he ridiculously, horribly in love with you? yeah. and he knows it. doesn't stop him from steadfastly believing you were the cutest baby ever tho

junhui, dokyeom, mingyu

giggles at all your demented baby photos. your parents were the kind that took photos of every single memory during your childhood, so there are many of you with your face screwed up into a temper tantrum or with food all over your face or when you're drooling all over yourself whilst u were teething. you find it embarrassing, but this guy thinks that it's soooo unbelievably cute. keeps giggling like he's gone insane. is, weirdly, especially attached to that one picture of u trying to gnaw off your grandma's hand with your toothless gums

wonwoo, minghao, seungkwan

he always had a feeling that u were cute when you were a baby, and on the day that your parents busted out the childhood photos, his feelings were confirmed. good lord, you were such an adorable baby that he can't help but smile with such ridiculous fondness down at the photos before looking over at you again, pinching your cheeks and saying that you're still as cute as you were back then. very seriously asks ur parents if they can send him copies of the baby photos that he likes the most so he can keep them for himself

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kittyhui · 21 days

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woozi x afab!reader

cw: smut (minors DNI!!), oral (f.receiving), pinv, crying, creampie/breeding kink, praise kink, bit of overstim. not grammar checked lol

“f-fuck, jihoon- too much-“ you squirm underneath your boyfriend; his tongue overstimulating you to an unthinkable degree, “feels t-too good” he’s been eating you out for what felt like hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you.

“tastes so good, baby” he mumbles into you, vibrations from his voice making you squeal, “gimme one more, my love” he looks up at you, eyes cloudy with lust, hair damp with sweat, sticking on his neck and forehead.

“jihoon- jihoon, i can’t, too much-“ you whine out, head falling back down onto the bed you’re laying on, hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles are white. he continues his motions, moving his fingers up, playing with your clit, “fuck- baby! feels so good-“

his tongue finally stops, your mind races, whining at the sudden loss. his head lays on your inner thigh, smiling up at your fucked out face, “you sound so pretty, my love.” he’s painfully hard right now, but he can only think about you and the beautiful noises coming from your mouth; music to his ears. you barely can catch your breath before he gets up and kisses you hard “tired already? wanna fuck you, make you cum on my cock.” you can only whine, hands pulling him closer.

all you have to say is “please” and he’s inside, fucking his cock hard and deep into you, sighing deep into your open mouth. moans fall from your mouth, eyes trying to stay open, wanting to look at the beautiful man that was on top of you; his hair falling down around you, face flushed a deep pink. “jihoon- im gonna cum.. please, gimme more, baby” he mutters a soft ‘fuck’ at the desperation in your voice, going faster.

“my l-love, youre doing so good for me. so pretty. lemme cum in you, knock you up.” you cry out at his words, pleading for him. “cum for me, baby” you clench around him, cumming hard, scratching at his arms. all he does is groan out, head falling into your neck, biting down on the side of it. you feel the warmth of his release spurting into you, squeaking softly at the feeling.

jihoon falls to the side of you, looking at the bliss on your face. you open your eyes finally, looking at him and smiles, “happy anniversary, ji” he grins and kisses your red, bruised lips.

“happy anniversary, jagi”

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“you definitely got me pregnant this time, ji”

he cackles at your words. “good. gonna have to marry you too, i guess” he says, kissing your lips as the two of you giggle.

fin

a/n: im so horny for this man you dont even understand. i want him so bad

#seventeen #woozi #woozi thots #seventeen smut #woozi smut #woozi drabble #woozi x reader #seventeen scenarios #woozi fanfic #woozi imagines #woozi scenarios #seventeen x reader #woozi x you #lee jihoon #LEE JIHOON ONE CHANCE #i want his babies

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gyuslcve · 10 months

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hi! could i request an "svt when they're drunk with their s/o" thank you!!

drunk svt with their s/o

genre: fluff, humour (? i think)

rq: requested by anon!

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notes: thank you sm anon for this request!! this idea is so cute ;-; this is my first rq i’ve received so cheers to that <33 hope u enjoy this!

DRUNK SVT WITH THEIR S/O

choi seungcheol

✧ pouty babie (again)

✧ gets v protective of you

✧ he’s barely standing but he’d always have an arm around your waist

✧ “no one.. touch my girl! i’m her man.. hmph”

yoon jeonghan

✧ babygirl mode on

✧ keeps smiling at you :(

✧ is the calm kind

✧ constantly leaning his head onto your shoulder so that you’d braid his hair

✧ “ ‘love you y/n” [ smiles at you ]

hong joshua

✧ i think we’ve all seen him drunk on youngji’s show right

✧ still a gentleman

✧ tries to compliment you (keyword: tries because his words are barely audible atp)

✧ “you’re.. so prettyy…”

✧ kisses you between every word though

wen junhui

✧ cannot stand and will fall

✧ you’ll have to hold him with someone else (preferably cheol or mingyu)

✧ swats his hand and tells you he’s “completely fine”

✧ hugs you so tightly you can barely move

✧ murmurs sweet nothings into your hair

kwon soonyoung

✧ he’s gonna cry. 100%.

✧ hugs onto your arm, doesn’t let go

✧ you’ll have to baby him and smother him with kisses or he won’t stop crying

jeon wonwoo

✧ lots of nuzzling into the crook of your neck

✧ you can feel his breath fanning on your neck

✧ extra intimacy with you when he’s drunk

✧ aka gentle and soft kisses

✧ “thank you for taking good care of me my love.”

lee jihoon

✧ honestly i think jihoon’s just gonna fall asleep

✧ but!! he would be unconsciously touchy

✧ rests a hand in your thigh when you’re driving home

✧ alternatively he would hold your free hand

xu minghao

✧ who let this man get drunk oml

✧ his non-meditating side would take over and his calm composure is ruined

✧ calls his mother and talks about you like you aren’t next to him

✧ “mom.. please let me marry her…” “sorry ma’am i’ll get him home now”

kim mingyu

✧ big baby, you saw it coming

✧ would hug you and lift you up (dw ur safe)

✧ points to his cheeks asks for kisses

✧ or just pouts his lips and waits for you to pepper kisses all over him :(

lee seokmin

✧ he’s so loud omg 😭

✧ makes you play games w/ him

✧ lets you win though (best boy)

✧ you can say literally anything and he will laugh for five minutes minimum

boo seungkwan

✧ cue the dramatic singing

✧ it is an obligation to sing with him

✧ holds your hand while singing love songs to you (he means every single word)

✧ gets cheesy and flirty but denies being so when he sobers up

chwe vernon

✧ as expected, the quiet kind

✧ gets extra touchy though

✧ props his chin onto your shoulder and nuzzles into the crook of your neck

✧ eventually passes out and falls asleep

lee chan

✧ maknae side kicks in

✧ gets so giggly and clingy

✧ if it’s cold, he’d take your hands into his and warm them up while occasionally pressing soft kisses to the back of your hands (and giggles)

author’s notes: thank you anon again for the cute idea <3 hope you enjoyed this !!

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holdinbacksecrets · 5 months

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how do you think svt would subtly let you know they have feelings for you? 🥺🫣 or how they’d confess?

first of all, my sincere apologies for taking a year to answer this… but a couple nights ago i woke up at 2am, scrolled through my requests, and yours ended up inspiring these voicemails. thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy 🖤

thank you @un-love for helping me assign these🫶🫶🫶🫶

voicemails seventeen leave you, hinting feelings

seungcheol: “hey…a lot was said last night…it’s important that you know how proud of you i am for opening up to me. it’s just…you have to know that… my home is yours for however long you need. there are clean sheets on the guest bed, but i know you prefer my mattress…we can switch- i just want you to be comfortable, not to worry about anything, ok? i hope i see you when i get home tonight. or if you want me to meet you at his—yours, i’d be happy to.”

jeonghan: “hey, are you ok? you looked upset last night, and i tried to show i noticed without… showing i noticed. you left earlier than i expected with lia, so i didn’t get a chance to ask. then hoshi was fucking wasted, so i was trying to get him home in one piece. let me know, please.”

joshua: “morning, let me know what time you’d like to leave tonight. the party starts at 8, but i don’t think it’s really going to start until 8:30. we could get dinner before if you want? and it’s ok if you forget a cardigan. now i keep one in my car in case we end up on a balcony.”

jun: “you’re probably freaking out, but your laptop is here. it’s fully charged. i can bring it to you. i know you have classes friday afternoon… if you use your ipad instead, come over after. i’ll make you dinner.”

soonyoung: “at this point, i need to keep your grocery store list on my notes app or something. it doesn’t matter where i am or what grocery store i find myself inside, i’m immediately wondering what you need. i end up getting things i know you’ll like… tampons too and those pads with the wings. i started keeping them in different bags i use because i never know which one i’ll have when i see you. i know it’s silly because you always have something with you just in case, but… i don’t know. i don’t want to be completely helpless. now i feel bad for my sister. is that weird? i never did this for her. i should have. i hope her boyfriend does.”

wonwoo: “i think you’re asleep, but i wanted to remind you to take another dosage of pain medicine when you wake up. it’s been twelve hours, and i know how forgetful you can get in that post-sleep haze.”

jihoon: “it’s so sunny here. i’m sending some to you for your birthday. missing your birthday… how the hell did that end up happening? i’m definitely not incredibly upset about it either… happy birthday. tell me all about your day when you get this. if i don’t answer, leave a detail in your voicemail” *whisper sings happy birthday*.

seokmin: “hey you. so i’m at the cafe, and i ordered a chai latte for you before realizing i didn’t know how much longer you’ll be. if it’s cold by the time you get here, i’ll order you another or see if they have a microwave. i think some customers are staring me down because i’m a single man occupying a table. please hurry. kindly. i say that so kindly.”

mingyu: “is it absolutely ridiculous to believe you… some part of you manifests in willow trees? i think of you, and i see one. it’s happened too many times to be a coincidence, even in other countries. i’ve taken pictures, so you have to believe me.”

minghao: “—you have to come with me next time.”

seungkwan: “do you want to be my date to my sister’s wedding? it’s not a big deal. i mean, it is, but i know how anxious you can get about things like this, so i want you to know it’s not a big deal… did you believe that for a second?”

hansol: “there’s going to be an indoor pop-up market two blocks from your apartment on saturday. i took a picture of the flyer through the car window, but it came out all blurry, and i’m running late for a schedule. this is a reminder for myself to make sure the details reach you. i also want to go with you if you decide to go… if you can go.”

chan: “can we change our friday night plans to saturday? i’m so sorry. my mom has an appointment, and i offered to drive her before my brain caught up and realized the day and time she’s scheduled. i don’t think i’ll make it back early enough, and i don’t want to leave her either, you know? she’s having a little procedure done. i want to be around just in case… because i’m worried about it. i didn’t think i’d be this worried. call me when you get this.”

bonus: “i’m around the corner from your place, and i have the tokyo hoodie with me. it’s your week, it’s freshly washed, so let me know if you’re home. i’ll drop it off.”

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #seventeen imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen blurbs #seventeen drabbles #seungcheol scenarios #jeonghan scenarios #joshua scenarios #jun scenarios #soonyoung scenarios #wonwoo scenarios #jihoon scenarios #seokmin scenarios #mingyu scenarios #minghao scenarios #seungkwan scenarios #hansol scenarios #chan scenarios

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kyeomsense · 2 months

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what svt’s hyung line gets you for valentine’s day

genre | fluff, svt x gn!reader

wc | 440 and then some <3

seungcheol

he’s seen everything you’ve been eyeing since early january. when the 14th rolls around, he showers you in a mountain if gift boxes. each one contains an expensive clothing, bag, or accessory. seungcheol makes it clear that any pretty penny spent on you is worth it to see you smile.

jeonghan

he isn’t sure exactly what you want. he’s not the type to go all out and buy you something super expensive. instead, jeonghan opts for a more sentimental approach; a new disposable camera and two bus passes to the beach. the two of you fill the camera with goofy smiles, clinking glasses over pasta dishes, and calm memories in the sand at dusk.

joshua

joshua’s been planning a bracelet design for you since december. he’s been picking at chains, custom ordering charms, and hand-crafting trinkets. the whole thing really comes together in late january, when he finishes adding the final few pearls and clamps each metal ring closed. it’s not much, but he wears the biggest smile when he hands it to you at his meticulously planned candle-lit dinner.

jun

he’s a bit unsure if his gift is good enough. it’s corny and makes him cringe a little, but he decides to move forward with it. one visit to build-a-bear later, jun presents you an obnoxiously large teddy bear with a recorded voice message he begs you not to listen to when he’s around. despite the low quality speaker, you can make out the words “i love you, forever and always.”

soonyoung

valentine’s has never been soonyoung’s strongest holiday. he’s a practical gift-giver, and his mind goes blank when he tries to think of a gift for you. but, a few phone calls and pep talks later, he finally presents you with a pretty necklace with the initials “KSY” dangling from the chain. you notice his own necklace later, with your initials decorating his neck.

wonwoo

he gifts you a scrapbook full of memories. the tickets from your first date at the local fair, a photo of the abysmal snowman the two of you made last december, a receipt from the burger joint you both frequented on late nights when sleep wouldn’t come, along with candid photos of the two of you.

jihoon

he hates that it’s the only thing he can think of, but he does it anyway. after weeks spent locked in his studio, shuffling through lyrics, melodies, and rhythms, he manages to polish off a song before he plays it for you. despite his usually shy demeanor, he performs it for you at night, acoustic guitar and all.

a/n | back after a while! maknae line should be out soon

#svt x reader #svt fluff #svt drabbles #seungcheol fluff #jeonghan x reader #seungcheol x reader #jeonghan fluff #joshua fluff #joshua x reader #jun x reader #jun fluff #soonyoung fluff #soonyoung x reader #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo x reader #jihoon fluff #jihoon x reader

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toruro · 8 months

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I REQUEST NASTY DIGUSTING SLIGHTLY WEIRD AND OFF PUTTING JIHOON SMUT THIS INSTANT

maybe like hate sex and they're really going at it and jihoon is kind of (really) a dick but the reader loves it and they're both possessive okay bye

or a/b/o

side by side

pairing. jihoon x reader tags. smut (18+ / minors dni), implied enemies & fwb au, bulge kink, creampie w/c. 1.4k (what the heck this wasn't supposed to be more than 500 words) a/n. ur targeting me bc i love mean men and this is only encouraging me

"say it again," he grunts from behind you, the words rumbling from deep in his throat. his voice is low and gravely, and the harshness of his tone has your stomach churning in a way that you don't want to unpack.

"missed this—" you choke out, body throttling as you brace yourself against the armrest of the sofa, shoving your face into the cushions. "missed it so-o-o much," you whine as jihoon's grip hardens on you. you're sure his knuckles are white, and you're even more sure that you'll have bruises all over in the morning.

"bet you did," he grunts, punctuating the words with a sharp thrust at the end, the skin on your ass burning at the contact. "missed my cock so much you had to hang off of soonyoung like a fucking pet to get my attention, huh?"

"'m sorry," you hiccup as jihoon's powerful snapping of his hips sends you deeper into the cushions. faced pressed into the sofa, your drool and tears staining the cloth. "'m so sorry," you try to repeat when he doesn't relent with his face, seemingly fucking into you harder as you gasp out the words.

there's something that burns behind his eyes when jihoon sees you like this; knowing that you can run your mouth all you want around your friends, being all coy with your deceivingly shy smiles and batting eyelashes, but at the end of the day he's the one who gets to see you like this.

this being the way your body seems to bend to jihoon's very touch (when he brushed a thumb against your bottom lip the first time and you swallowed him right in, swirling your thumb all over the finger), the way the only words you seem to know are a string of curses and his name ("ji-jihoon—ah, fuck ..."), the way you take everything he gives you.

who would've guessed that the person who couldn't seem to dislike jihoon enough was the same person crying under him every night. it enthralls him, how much power over you jihoon has.

(he ignores how every time you whine his name, he get's pushed closer and closer to his relief. he ignores how his heart melts just a little when you pull him down into a ravaging kiss. jihoon ignores the hold you've got over him too.)

"are you? are you sorry? seemed like you were having fun with 'soonie'," jihoon recalls when he slips out of your hot cunt, a series of incoherent whines and complains slipping from your lips at the feeling of being empty.

"jihoon," you drawl out, wiggling your ass back as you dumbly try to chase any sort of friction you can get, but jihoon's not having any of it as he pins you down with his hand. "fuck, i'm sorry ... i really really am," you choke out, as jihoon yanks you down the length of the couch and flips you over so you're laying on your back.

"really?" jihoon asks, and you can finally see his face—the way his eyebrows furrow together and sweat beads down his forehead. the way his lips are flush and mouth slightly open as he pants for air. it's beautiful, and for a second you realize you feel too much, and focus back on the feeling of his fat cock prodding slipping through your folds. "or would you rather be with 'soonie,' right now?"

"no!" you protest immediately, wrapping your legs around his torso as an attempt to ground jihoon in place. "only you, only want you," you pant, lifting your hips to meet his cock halfway as he finally pushed into you. "please jihoonie?" you coo, letting your eyes well up with tears once more, but this time out of pure frustration and desperation.

jihoon's got his arms on either side of your head, sharp gaze boring into yours as you blink rapidly, and something flashes in his expression before he furrows his eyebrows and pulls his hips back.

the feeling of being so full suddenly going to painfully empty is dizzying, and as your vision begins to grow foggy, jihoon scoffs, "you think you can just bat your eyelashes and cry a lil and i'll fuck you?"

when you don't respond, merely lolling your head to the side as you look up at him with pleading eyes and a pouty lip, jihoon slips away from all self control and jams his cock into you. "jihoon!" you mewl, thighs spread up higher against your chest as his weight presses into you, cock so deep in your cunt you think you might feel him in your tummy. "jus' like tha—oh, yea-ah jus' like that ..."

"feels good?" jihoon grunts, but doesn't give you the chance to respond so he can smash his lips into yours, tongues mingling in a hot mess of love and anger and lust all at once. jihoon's left hand runs over your waist as kisses you, cock fucking in and out of you with long and powerful deep thrusts. his paws at your tits occasionally, flicking over the nipples and kneading into the soft flesh while he swallows up your moans with his tongue. it's only when his fingers finally smooth over your stomach when jihoon freezes as he's balls-deep inside of you.

"n-no," you cry out, fruitlessly trying to squirm beneath his weight, but jihoon's still on top of you. "please," you choke out, "please don't stop jihoonie—"

"fuck," jihoon finally groans, cutting you off with a shallow but fulfilling thrust, eyes trained on watching your stomach as he does so. you're about to whine and tell him to fuck you harder, but for a moment you watch his face flush and muscles twitch, and you curiously follow his gaze.

you don't expect find is the imprint of jihoon's cock against your stomach.

"oh," you breath out, watching as jihoon takes your hand gingerly and presses it agains the bump at the base of your tummy. gently, he throws in an experimental thrust, and for a moment the bulge disappears before you feel it reappear. "oh—jihoonie, fuck ... s'deep," you moan as his thrusts begin to regain their original vigor.

you feel something different with the way jihoon fucks you. it's difficult to articulate into words because he's fucking your brains out at this point, but there's a fire behind each thrust that has you moaning at the top of your lungs.

jihoon's fucking into you with harsh and calculated snaps of his hips, watching the way his cock bulges against your tummy, groaning under his breath. "needed me so much, huh? had to make room for me and my cock, didn't you?"

the way you struggle to responds spurs jihoon on. he's drunk on you; he'd hate to admit it but you've grown on him. it'd be a problem, he vaguely thinks, but when you begin to babble about how you "love his cock, love him," jihoon realizes that it's not really a problem at all. fuck. he can unpack his feelings later, but right now, he needs to lose himself to you.

"good baby," he coos finally, bringing down a hand to rub against your clit. "g'na cum soon, right?"

"yeah," you nod your head vigorously, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him back down for a messy set of kisses. "cum w'me, jihoonie," you mutter against him.

"fuck," and the way jihoon whines the curse has you writhing against the sofa. "fuck yeah, you'll let me cum in you, right baby? g'na let me make you mine, yeah?"

"yea-ah, please," you grunt against him as your body lurches back and forth and the increasing force of his thrusts. "'m so close," you continue as your vision starts to blur and your ears begin to rush.

"shit, me too just—fuckin' perfect pussy every," he groans, and with one final, sharp thrust jihoon's spilling inside of you. the feeling of his hot cum painting your walls white in thick, heavy spurts has your own orgasm crushing down on you, spasming around jihoon as he shallowing continues to thrust and ride out your highs.

you chant a mantra of his name as your vision blurs white and you pant for air, him flopping down onto your chest as he stills inside of you. jihoon can think about his feelings later, but for now, he revels in the feeling of you murmuring his name as you doze off under him.

#jihoon x reader #jihoon smut #woozi x reader #woozi smut #svt smut #seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #💌 drabbles #answered #✰ rubyreduji #<jj3 #lee jihoon x reader

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spamgyu · 1 month

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Tuesday // Jihoon drabble

PARING: Jihoon x Reader GENRE: Angst IN RESPONSE TO THIS REQUEST: i need jihoon to break my heart bc he doesn't know how to balance his career and a relationship 😭 it would so gut wrenching bc he's being quite cold about it, but when he gets back to his studio the flood gates open 😭😭😭 *UNEDITED - Apologies for the grammar and spelling errors // tweaked the request a bit heh.

You knew dating him wasn't going to be easy – but God, you didn't think it would be this painful.

When you met Jihoon, it was almost as if everything fell into place. From the moment you two had your first conversation, you knew he would be someone that would make a great impact in your life – and you the same with his.

It wasn't long before the friendship had turned into love – a partnership. He had always valued your understanding of his life in the spotlight – his career had always come first and you knew that. Even before you had agreed to be his girlfriend.

But years have come and gone, and there was no signs of things slowing down.

You were human, and it's normal to yearn for a life the rest of your friends had – a married life, a family, life outside of the city.

A boyfriend who would be there to support you through all your milestones.

You had been there for all his, standing at the sidelines as you watched him and his band of brothers accept the recognitions they worked tirelessly for.

But not for yours; because before you, there was them.

His fans.

His company.

His group.

They say that the same reason you fell for someone will ultimately be the reason why the relationship would fall apart. You two used to scoff at that idea. It may have been true for others, but definitely not you two.

At least, not during the first five years of your relationship.

It wasn't long before you realized that the two of you were put in each other's lives not to be together forever, but to be a lesson.

A lesson that love won't ever be enough; because if it was, you wouldn't be standing in the middle of his living room with tears streaming down your face as his remained unwavering. Almost as if his heart isn't breaking just as much as yours.

You two were no longer on the same page. All while you were ready to move on to the next chapter of your life with him, he was ready to wrap his book up – ready to end it.

"I know other idols are able to hide it," Jihoon's voice was cold, eyes dark with not a single glimmer of life behind it. As if he had rehearsed these same lines before. "But I can't, Y/n. I'm not ready to be whatever image you have of us in your head."

"So what? This is it?" Your voice cracked. You no longer cared to wipe your tears – it was far better they blurred your vision than seeing the man you love, end your relationship on a random Tuesday afternoon.

"I'm not changing my stance and I know you aren't, either. I know you want a ring, I know you want kids and– That's just not where I am and I don't think I will be for a long while."

You didn't know what was more painful; the fact that he was right or the fact that, in the back of your head, you wished it wasn't true.

The tears began to fall faster as the realization began to set in.

This was the end.

You knew him better than you knew yourself, he wasn't going to change his mind. Nothing could.

He was everything you have ever known for the past five years and it was all coming to a crashing halt.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time."

・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

He thought he was handling it well.

Jihoon had kept himself together for four months – all thanks to their jam packed schedule which rarely allowed him any time to be alone with his thoughts, let alone time for sleep.

He prided himself for being able to handle the break up without a single tear being shed; breaking the news to the twelve boys that same day during practice as if it was just any news.

As if it was the most casual conversation.

All while they stood in shock, unable to grasp the sudden end to what seemed to be a picture perfect relationship, he continued their four hour long practice unfazed – brushing off their looks of concern and questions of how he was doing.

But just like the break up, the grief came crashing on him like a semi-truck going at full speed on a random Tuesday.

Jihoon had gone into the studio with Soonyoung with plans to work on their upcoming comeback. He had always looked into his past work for inspiration, playing snippets of the demos he had recorded for previous comebacks to allow the creative juices to flow.

It was going so well, the two of them laughing at how ridiculous the original version of their hit singles sounded.

And then he got to that one song.

The song that was originally meant to be a ballad – the heart-aching song that was meant to be assembled with strings and a piano.

He sat frozen as his voice echoed softly through the speakers. At the time, he had composed the song with no one in mind – simply taking inspiration from his other member's breakups.

Now, he could relate to every single one of the words.

"You okay?" Soonyoung eyed him from the seat next to his.

Jihoon hadn't realized it, but tears began to fall from his eyes – his chest heaving up and down as he tried to contain his emotions. In his head, he thought his composure remained calm; but he was falling apart with each line.

"No." He swallowed, unable to shake his thoughts away. That moment in his living room began to replay in his head – the sight of you in tears, the sound of your broken voice, the pure defeat in your eyes... the moment you walked out without sparing a second glanse.

Soonyoung quickly reached over to the mouse, hitting pause on the music; knowing that it had been the catalyst to the sudden break down of his best friend. "D–do you need time alone? Water?"

Jihoon shook his head. The silence had become much worse than when the music was playing – this time he could hear your voice, the sweet sweet voice he missed so much.

It wasn't until now that he realized how much he missed hearing your laughter, your words of encouragement, your ramblings over the phone – he missed you.

In the past few months, his life had become far too busy that he hadn't realized that there was a gaping hole in his chest in the shape of you. He had been able to fill it with his members, his fans, and his work – but it was all temporary.

A quick patch.

There was no replacing you. No one else's hand fit perfectly in his, no one knew what he was thinking before he could voice it, no one came close to understanding him the way you did – and now it was too late.

You took his cold response to the break up as a sign from whatever was above that this was what was meant to be – blocking his number, his social media accounts, and leaving without a trace. Almost as if you never existed to one another.

You were nothing but a stranger to him and it pained him to know that there was no getting you back.

"I fucked up." He choked out a sob.

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wonijinjin · 14 days

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seventeen’s vocal unit singing their s/o to sleep

author’s note: this is such a cute thought i love when people sing others to sleep.

synopsis: what the title says.

word count: 0.9k | genre: fluff, comfort | pairings: seventeen vocal unit x gn! reader | warnings: mentions of food

the moment jeonghan saw your eyes drooping while on your way back to your home he thought he would melt. he was driving with you on the passenger seat and it was nearing midnight, so it was no surprise that you weren’t able to resist the calling of dreamland. “are you gonna fall asleep on me? you promised you would keep me company.” he joked while looking over at you at the red light. “i know, but i am sleepy.” you replied trying to surpass a yawn. “i will play some music that will hype you up.” he reached out to turn on the radio, but you stopped him with a whine. “sing for me, please?” you pleaded. he naturally couldn’t resist his baby angel’s soft gaze, so he started humming the melody of to you. “that sounds nice.” you smiled sheepisly with closed eyes, already half asleep. “quiet. just sleep.” jeonghan ordered then continued while you fell asleep.

you watched as joshua entered through the door after his shower, hair messy and face tired. “it is so great to finally be able to relax after this long day.” he whispered into your hair after he got under the covers of your shared bed. “thank you for waiting for me.” he cupped your cheeks, giving them a soft kiss each, his golden eyes boring into yours under the moonlight. “i am so glad you are back darling. i missed you.” you said while settling into his arms further, getting sleepier by the minute. “so did i.” he replied in a warm tone. soon after the silence a heavenly sound hit your ears; his voice singing run to you. “i love your voice so much, shua.” you adored how gentle his voice was, just like he himself. he stopped for a moment to let out a giggle, then continued; you could hear the happiness in his tone, how content he was with the situation, enjoying how he could witness your last moments before sleep took over your form. “sweet dreams darling, good night.”

“how can you keep composing songs for days without really sleeping?” you asked jihoon while chilling on his couch in the studio. “when you are in love with music it is easier than you’d think.” he laughed quietly. “and i am in love with not just your music, but you aswell.” you kissed his cheek. “thank you babe.” he smiled like a maniac, but what could he do, you made his heart jump for you every single minute. “you should rest a bit though. it is geting late and i know you are not used to staying up.” he suddenly said. he was always the type to take care of you, you were his world, his muse inspiring him every day to keep going. shortly, he loved you so much. “you are right as always, sir.” you playfully answered, making yourself comfortable on the couch, looking at him sitting at his desk and doing something on the computer. “it would be so great if you sang me to sleep baby.” you muttered, face squished into the pillow. he didn’t answer but instead gently sang as you wanted, the lyrics of _world making your heart flutter, soon taking you deeper into dreamland.

it was a late afternoon, on the weekend. you were in bed with dokyeom, him scrolling through his phone and you relaxing silently with eyes closed, trying to take in the rare moment of peace at this hour, letting the light of the descending sun tickle your skin. “look sunshine, isn’t this cat so adorable?” dk suddenly asked, tapping your shoulder to get your attention. “yeah, it is baby.” upon seeing his excited face you sighed; this was everything you’ve ever dreamed of, your happy place. “are you planning on taking a nap?” he mumbled, in the meantime muffling an escaping yawn. “i could, but only if you join me.” you replied. “want me to sing april shower to you? i know you love it so much and it goes so well with the vibe right now.” you kissed his lips tenderly, voice barely above a whisper. “i would not pass this opportunity on for anything else my love.” not even ten minutes later he found you snoozing next to him, making his heart flutter yet again.

“drop the beat!” you watched as seungkwan grabbed the microphone and started dancing and singing; you were in a karaoke booth, after spending the night out doing shopping and having dinner. while walking down the street he spotted the sign inviting you to sing a bit, and him being himself of course he had to drag you into the tiny room to enjoy yourselves for a bit longer before taking a turn to go home and sleep. you were quite drained, having had delicious food before; the sleepiness had definitely set in, you kind of felt like a big baby for it, but you didn’t want to ruin his fun so you opted for watching him quietly from the couch. “come on babyboo! sing with me!” he pleaded and you joined him, bobbing your head to the rhythm. “you are getting sleepy, aren’t you? you are such a big baby.” he giggled while gently patting your hair, turning the volume down a bit. “want me to sing you to sleep? you can nap a bit here, we still have time left.” he asked, and your ears perked up at his question. “yes please.” he got to the keyboard, waiting for you expectantly. “so which song is it this time?” you thought for a moment, then typed it in for him. “ah i see, yawn it is then. coming right up!” as the music started you could barely hear his angelic voice anymore, sleep overtaking you. “have a good nap baby.”

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hanniedream · 13 days

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So... thoughts on woozi discovering his scalp is an erogenous zone??? like you were just trying to braid his hair and accidentally pulled his hair a bit too strong and he whimpers 😫😫😫

woozi's long hair has done things to me🥲🥲 it has changed me forever!!!

[cracking my knuckles] i have so many thoughts bcs i too, am a victim of long hair woozi and i hope this doesn't get too long.

minors & ageless blogs dni please or you will be blocked.

you watch his long hair fall over his face and you scoot closer to him to bashfully ask if you can play with them, ready to hear him tell you no knowing he's not big on physical touch but to your surprise, he gives you a nod and a quiet "yeah go for it" so you move to sit behind him and starts brushing his hair back with your fingers, gathering them up into a messy ponytail.

he feels a slight tug as you pull on the ponytail and for some weird, unexplainable reason, it makes him feel tingly inside. giving him the same kind of shivers he would get whenever you go down on him. he also notices that his cock would twitch in his pants whenever your nails scratch against his scalp slightly.

you release his hair to put them into two small braids and you accidentally pull a little too hard and he lets out a shaky whimper as his eyes flutter shut. you panic, releasing your grip on his hair just a bit so you can check on him. "are you okay? did i hurt you?" a string of apologies follow your concerns.

he quickly shakes his head, telling you to continue but not without a small, shy request of "you can try pulling harder".

did you hear him wrong?

you lean forward so your face is next to his, the movement causing you to yank on the strands of hair you were still holding onto and you hear a soft gasp leave his lips. "what did you say?"

he's flustered, cheeks tinted a bright shade of pink, heart pounding so loudly he can practically hear it, but it doesn't stop him from repeating himself. "you can pull harder," he gulps audibly. "it feels really good when you do that."

at his request, you jerk your wrist back a little rougher than before still holding a fistful of his hair, causing his head to lean back and he feels all his blood rushing down as a quiet moan escapes him.

jihoon's breath hitches, "can you do that thing with your nails too?"

you graze your nails against his scalp and jihoon feels the hair on the back of his neck stand as he lets out another weak whimper.

goosebumps cover his arms when you get a little too close to his ear to whisper, "i guess we found a new thing to try out in the bedroom."

ending this here just bcs idk how far i should go with it but if you ever want me to continue this just lmk and i'll try and see what i can come up with!

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doiefics · 10 months

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no regrets

pairing: jihoon x gn!reader

prologue: when you finally open up your heart, jihoon has a logic. perhaps things can be made better at a ghosted book store.

genre: fluff + friends to lovers

wordcount: 897

warnings: slight age difference even though both are adults

"No! That's mine!" You whined at the older male as he teased you by threatening to devour the chocolate bar in his hands.

"Maybe it was." He commented, emphasising on the past tense.

"If you don't give it to me I won't think twice before ruining your white shirt with this weird mix of yellow, blue and green paint. It's acrylic." You warned him with an evil smirk.

"Will you?" He teased you again.

You inched your paintbrush's tip dangerously close to his clothing, and Jihoon's eyebrows started to furrow in response.

"There you go, all right." He gave in right away.

He offered you a bite since your hands were preoccupied with the colours in front of you.

"Don't drop it, they are gonna charge you for the amends." He warned you in a whisper. Perhaps painting at a bookstore was a bad idea.

"Nobody is listening, there's no one here." You spoke casually.

The atmosphere was filled with the smell of old paper and wood emanating from the dozen shelves that were arranged all around you. Jihoon leaned against one of them, using it to support his back while you sat next to him. The owner of the place wouldn't mind you two being there when no one else was here either, you were never the type to draw on books.

You had known Jihoon ever since you were a toddler, he was your neighbour's son. Even though he was four years older than you, you both enjoyed great chemistry.

The differences in preferences, from conversation topics to lifestyle choices, were noticeable in the younger years but given the present time they were more or less similar, you both were now adults, after all.

Jihoon's attention from his book was diverted at the sight of you struggling to keep your hair in place.

"Did you shampoo your hair today?" He mocked again but his laughter was quickly brought to an end as you raised the brush again.

"Which book are you reading?" You leaned your head to the side to have a better look as you peered into the pages.

"Something your dumb brain wouldn't understand." He spoke, without lifting his eyes from the words that were tying down all his interest.

"Tskk!" You voiced as your hair flicks slid through and in front of your eyes, again, caused by the motion of the head

Jihoon closed his book, tipped his body in your direction, and reached out to tuck your hair back in place.

His face was close, albeit not too close or too far away, giving you a view of his face. In a snap of a moment, you felt different, even though on the inside you knew you had been suppressing what you felt for him.

Ever since you came of age, Jihoon seemed more than just a friend.

As he fixed your hair, you poked the heart-shaped mole on his cheek. He made eye contact with you and grinned in response to your action.

Maybe this was the right time.

You leaned forward, pressing your lips against his soft, pink ones. It was only a peck. The two of you paused for a brief second, not moving. You softly slammed your lips to his again, this time the contact lasted longer, the lips started to move in sync with each other, eyes closed and an odd surge of hormones was coursing through your body.

Jihoon abruptly pulled back as he shook his head. "No!" He breathed, his eyes never meeting yours. "This is not right, Y/N. You’re younger than me." He reasoned.

"I'm an adult. I know what I am doing." You protested back.

"I'm four years older than you!" His voice held emotions.

You backed off, showing him a subtle yet apologetic smile. "If you think that's right."

Jihoon was buried in thought, so he remained silent for the next few minutes, increasing your tension. Would this act end all of your past dynamics? For some reason, however, your gut held no regrets.

The hands of the clock moved to indicate the passing of more time. Silence still prevailed, and you joined Jihoon in staring into a blank space.

"What are you thinking about?" You asked.

"About us." He said.

"Huh?" You gained back your focus.

"This is so wrong." He repeated.

"I'm sorry. let's just forget it happened-"

He cut you off. "I can't convince my heart." He confessed.

"I like you Y/N, but I can't help but think of how wrong it would be."

"Why would it be wrong?" You questioned again, proceeding to give him a reason by yourself. "We are both adults, and what's wrong with loving each other? It's not a crime." You explained.

"The age difference. What if you regret being with me after some years?" Jihoon was very emotional yet serious about this.

"Then I'll have to call you grandpa for the rest of our lives." You said playfully, taking his hand in yours.

"No regrets." You promised.

"No regrets." He repeated as he opened his arms, and heart for you.

You wasted no time in falling into his embrace, without taking notice of one thing. The paint.

"This was my favourite shirt!" He whined, again.

"Oops." You pouted.

Jihoon took the brush away from your hand, using it to make a heart shape on your cheek, making you both blush like idiots.

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w--zii · 2 months

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dinner

bf!jihoon x fem!reader

[minors dni]

smut warning: oral(m receving), cum eating, pet names and etc..

vc: 1574

rain pounds relentlessly, a symphony of drumbeats echoing in the darkness. tiny streams of water rushing down windows, tracing intricate patterns in the glass. thunder rumbles in the distance, a reminder of nature's power to you. streets become rivers, rushing with torrents of water, swallowing everything in their path.

you peer out the window, your gaze laden with both curiosity and concern, scanning the dimly lit street below. raindrops pelt against the glass, blurring the view outside, but you strain to catch a glimpse of him. each droplet seems to magnify your worry, amplifying the urgency of your silent plea. hoping to see him with an umbrella.

after hours, you get startled by door’s loud noise. you rush to see your boyfriend, oh how much you missed him.

“jihoon..” you are now pouting at him.

he’s drenched. concern washes over you as you move to unbutton his shirt and help him out of it. he watches you intently, trying to catch his breath. it seems he ran to avoid getting wet, but the rain win.

water droplets from his damp hair gently land on your hands as jihoon continues to gaze at you, quietly admiring every feature. your hair, pulled back into a tiny ponytail, contrasts with the casual comfort of your pajamas, highlighted by the addition of your blue-light glasses. in this moment, you look stunning, effortlessly embodying beauty.

as you are done with unbuttoning his shirt, he took your hands and leaned in for a kiss. his action got you surprised but you kissed him back with a light smile. your lips slowly devouring each other, jihoon didn't hesitate to meet your tongue, hungrily having you there.

his hands reached for your waist to gently pull you towards him, pressing your bodies together. your hands wandering around his torso, one hand finding his abs while other one went for his hair. you hummed along the kiss, feeling his abs sets fire inside you. which is nothing new, you always found his muscles attractive. jihoon knows how weak you are for his body.

as both of you started to run out of breath, jihoon began planting small kisses, his lips eventually finding their way to your neck, murmuring your name.

you stepped back, grabbing his shirt as you made your way to the bedroom. the kiss session left you a little dizzy; jihoon had a way of making you feel intoxicated with his lips. actually, it was all of him, not just his lips. your head spun, your body ached. it felt as if the world were on fire, and only the two of you were affected by it. every breath you took seemed to intensify the yearning for his touch.

jihoon hadn’t planned for this. his initial intention upon arriving home was simply to take a shower and have dinner with you. but that's better, he thought to himself.

“y/n,” he whispered, his hands found your waist, squeezing to feel your body.

“baby- i need you- i need to feel you,” he whispered as he played with the hem of your shirt. his mouth was just beside your right ear, allowing you to hear and feel every word. jihoon maintained the contact with your body, gently stroking your waist, exploring your curves, while his warm breath sent shivers down your spine. you tried to stand still, leaning against his bare chest.

as your fingers traced tiny circles on his skin, they slowly moved upward to find his nipples, eliciting a soft moan from him the moment you touched them. you adored how sensitive he was. gently brushing your fingertips against his hardened buds, you applied a bit more pressure to tease him further. meanwhile, he began to play with your breasts, massaging them through your bra. with a whine, he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off along with your bra, leaving your chest exposed to him.

“you’re so beautiful, oh my god—i missed you so much,” he exclaimed, his eyes devouring your body. he always had the same look in his eyes, as if it were the first time he was seeing you like this, filled with excitement and longing.

“i missed you too, baby,” you replied, pulling him towards the bed. now, he gazed at you with curious eyes, supporting himself with his elbows as he watched you eagerly undoing his belt.

after getting rid of his pants you started stroking him through his boxers, your lips seeking his once more, craving more of his taste. you leaned into him, allowing your bodies to meld together. lips pressed against each other, jihoon kissed you passionately, welcoming your tongue as it explored his mouth. your movements elicited soft moans from him, and you could feel him growing harder beneath your touch.

his boxers began to feel uncomfortable, but he was so lost in the moment that he couldn’t tear himself away from your lips. you swallowed his moans eagerly, moving to his neck while leaving his clothed cock untouched. nipping and sucking at his neck, you ensured to leave some marks for later, sucking and breathing against his skin. tracing a path to his chest, your lips enveloped his left nipple while your hand reached for the other.

jihoon released heavy breaths as you teased his sensitive buds, giving them kitten licks, sucking until they turned red, and biting gently when you heard him moan. you continued the same pattern for a straight six minutes. your hands never left his body; even when you couldn't see, you still admired his tensed muscles, exploring every inch of his body with your touch.

jihoon’s right hand moved to your hair, holding you by your nape.

you’re now trailing your tongue along his abs, drawing lines with each movement, your saliva coating his stomach and heightening his sensitivity to the touch of the air, causing him to shiver.

“ah—babe, touch me already,” he stated in a playful tone, though the urgency in his voice was evident. his arousal strained against the confines of his clothing, jihoon realizing he might not last much longer—just a few more strokes, and he'd be done.

after hearing him, you halted your movements and knelt between his legs, giving him a playful squeeze to tease him further. you were well aware that he didn't appreciate prolonged teasing, but you couldn't resist. he looked incredibly enticing when he was desperate for any form of touch.

pulling down his boxers just enough to expose his rock-hard erection and balls, you locked eyes with him as you began to stroke his shaft. a smile spread across your lips at the sight of him pouting. how could this man be so adorable and sexy at the same time?

his pre-cum glistened on his pink tip, giving the impression that he had already reached his climax.

you began by giving his wet tip kitten licks, before eagerly sucking it clean of the slickness. jihoon's moans filled the room, igniting your own arousal and leaving a wet patch on your panties.

to you, his moans or only his voice were enough. and you’re there, all dripping and horny.

his hands found your hair again, gently tugging on it, urging you to go deeper. Your walls clenched around nothing as you heard him say, “oh fuck—your mouth feels so good—don't stop.” with his hand guiding your head, you eagerly took him into your throat, bobbing as fast as you could. his cock hit the back of your throat, your tongue stroking him skillfully, while your right hand continued to hold his base.

tears made their way down to your cheeks. your nails digging into his big thighs, all the sensation you’re giving him pushing him over the edge. his cock twitches and feels so full of cum. it feels so good to have you like this, having your lips wrapped around his cock and swallowing him dry like the good girl you are.

“your mouth is made for me– only for me to fill it with my cum,” you hummed, the vibrations making him roll his eyes back, you realised how close he is and begun to stroke him faster while eyes fixated on his face, now focused solely on sucking his tip.

his hips buckled towards your mouth, and he forced you to take all of him again. as you let out a moan, he came down your throat. you stopped all your movements just to savor every drop of his cum. jihoon let out a loud groan and never stopped moaning. he makes a lot of noises, and you love it.

he filled every corner of your mouth with his load. you hummed at the salty taste, sucking his head one last time before releasing it with a pop sound. his fingers remained tangled in your hair as he groaned to you, “oh y/n, my girl, you're so good for me.”

you shifted on the bed and sat on his lap, licking your lips clean before leaning in for a kiss. jihoon stopped you with his hand, placing it gently on your right cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “i love you.”

“i love you too, jihoonie,” you gave him a big smile, proud of yourself for satisfying him.

“now get on your back, baby,” he said, swiftly turning you around and hovering over you with a grin on his face.

best dinner ever, you thought to yourself.

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fairyhaos · 1 month

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seventeen as types of tea

requested by anon ! my tea knowledge is like. a little bit extensive. but only a little, so some of these r based off of what google says these teas taste like ++ the vibes they give me ^^

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seungcheol

ginger tea. the warmth and the spiciness and the slight sweetness of the tea definitely give me strong seungcheol vibes. the fact that it's good for you and also super delicious? hmm yeah idk but it's giving scoups

jeonghan

honey tea. a gentle, sweet tea that melts on your tongue. it reminds me of being taken care of by my mother, bc she always gave me honey tea when i was sick. for me, its a comforting tea, and the lovely sweetness gives me jeonghan vibes.

joshua

bergamot tea. most people know it as earl grey tea, and it sounds like it'll be a musky, tasteless old-people kind of tea, but its floral, citrusy taste is very vibrant and lovely. bergamot is also a nice stress reliever, and is also a vv nice cake flavour and idk. the vibes feel very joshua

junhui

jasmine tea. dude, everyone loves jasmine tea, and if you don't, then you're lying to yourself. and that's exactly like how i firmly believe that junhui is nothing except absolutely and utterly loveable. it makes me think of dim sum bc the cleansing taste of it always balances the oily food sooo well

hoshi

tea with lots of cream and sugar. it's almost horrifically sweet, but hoshi drinks it with a straight face and you can't help but wonder if, maybe, it's because the tea is so sugary that it's numbed his taste buds off forever. also he's totally the type to give himself a cream moustache.

wonwoo

hibiscus tea. the slight cranberry-ish tartness of the taste feels very much like wonwoo for some reason? it makes me think of the shininess of glasses frames, the rough texture of books, and the gentle deepness of his voice.

woozi

coffee disguised as tea. idk how to explain this bro but jihoon is Not Really a tea-drinking person in my eyes (not enough caffeine in it) but people keep telling him that having 7 coffees a day isn't good for his health so he's started drinking “tea” instead. except it's not actually tea and it's just. coffee. hidden in his flask.

minghao

matcha. matcha is lowkey just an aesthetic tea ngl but also?? it's a tea that's basically known for its health benefits bc it's just sooo so healthy and i feel like minghao, as a tea nerd, would love that. also matcha flavoured stuff is vv yum and makes me think of him for some reason

mingyu

masala chai. ive never actually had masala tea before, but i think the combination of richness and warmth and spices of it just suits him very very well. just the vibes of it make me think of mmingyu's undeniable presence and his warm, beautiful, colourful nature

dokyeom

peach tea. fruit teas are definitely more dokyeom’s style bc they're kinda attached to the idea of youth and smiles, cuz children r more likely to have fruit teas. also peach tea is just sooo so sweet and fragrant. especially iced peach tea!! to me, i think that it literally tastes like syrupy sunshine.

seungkwan

rose tea. it's just such a delicate, floral, aromatic tea with veryyyy good health benefits, and not only does it give me seungkwan vibes, i also think that he'd really like to drink it. also the floating rose buds in tea are so very aesthetic.

vernon

tea biscuits. i couldn't think of a tea for him help anyone who has anything negative to say about tea biscuits is gonna have to Fight me bc they're actually sooo nice and i can and will finish half a pack of tea biscuits in one sitting if you let me. vernon probably could do that too.

chan

milk tea. idk man but for me, i think that the unambiguous milky taste of milk teas just make me think of the all-encompassing and reassuring warmth of chan. he's like the pleasant milkiness of the milk tea that stays on your tongue

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onlyhaos · 2 months

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pairing: lee jihoon x afab!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

“I’m tired.” You mumbled into Jihoon’s chest. Earning a sigh from your boyfriend.

“Then why don’t you just go to bed?” He asked, for the nth time this evening.

You knew he’d pull an all nighter, and his reason was always the same:

‘I’ll work in advance, so we have more time together on the other days, especially the weekends.’

He didn’t force you to stay with him every time he pulled an all-nighter, it was your own stubbornness.

And here you were, actually deciding on if you should stay stubborn, or just give in to his suggestion.

“But I don’t want to leave you alone here, pulling an all nighter all by yourself.” You reasoned.

But that was a lie, the actual reason was that you just couldn’t sleep peacefully without Jihoon next to you.

And he knew it too, because Jihoon knew you like the back of his hand, means, that wasn’t a secret.

A yawn escaped your soft lips once again, pushing you more into your sleepy state.

He glanced at his monitor once again before he began clicking away on his keyboard.

So, not even a second later, the studio was dark, and you could only feel your boyfriend picking you up.

Immediately, you wrapped your legs around his waist, as he began carrying you out of the studio.

“Time for sleep then, pretty girl, let’s go to bed together.” Your boyfriend said.

Jihoon only got a mumble. “Okay” But he knew how tired you were, so he didn’t need anything else.

And you knew he was tired too, but that could never beat the love he had for his job, and for you.

Gently placing you on your side of the bed, Jihoon plopped down on his.

Spooning you from behind, as he put a light kiss on the crown of your head.

The warmth of his body, him and that good perfume of his lured you even more into your deep sleep.

“Good night, baby, I love you. Thank you for being so supportive about everything. Rest now, love.”

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[a/n] (11:54pm) I literally had this idea jumping into my head just some minutes ago. And now I wrote this. I don’t know if anything makes sense, because I’m TIRED. Yea so not proofread or anything 🤗 nighttt💞

#lee jihoon #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #woozi #woozi fluff #woozi x reader #woozi fanfic #drabble

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