#jinhwan scenario

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND iKon A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Jinhwan

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He cared too much not to pay attention to you, it was almost as if Jinhwan just couldn’t help it. He wanted to try and talk to other people, but it was tough for his mind to switch off from worrying about you.

B ⇴ BICKER

A bad mood would usually result in the two of you bickering as you tried to snap back at one another and let go of your frustrations. On the days when you wanted to push Jinhwan’s mood and annoy him you would start making a few comments to push his buttons which would ultimately lead to you bickering.

C ⇴ COMFORT

One of the best things about having Jinhwan was around was how understanding he always was towards you. He didn’t always get the situation that you were struggling with, but he tried his best to sympathise and make sure that he was there for you to confide in and open up to about what was wrong.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Being able to figure out when Jinhwan disagrees with you is one of the easiest jobs for you, as his moods are usually transparent. You can tell straight away when you’re starting to annoy him, even though you don’t necessarily think that you’re being annoying. His expression usually stops any disagreements between you both as you know to stop talking rather than push Jinhwan’s mood even more.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for you to get to know Jinhwan, for a while he was quite quiet around you as he got to know you too. He gave himself a bit of time to trust in the friendship that you were building, and once that guard came down, the noise got louder. It was almost like a switch, once Jinhwan got comfortable, all of a sudden, he was just constantly talking to you and discussing various things.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Jinhwan’s family loved having you round, they were constantly inviting you to all of the things that they arranged. You were definitely treated like an extended member of the family as you often found yourself showing up to family parties and events as if you were actually a member of the family. His parents would let you know the dates straight away, way before Jinhwan remembered to tell you.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

You both loved to just relax when you were with each other and use that time to just unwind and chill. You didn’t mind going out from time to time, but you both much preferred to just lay out on the sofa and watch either a movie or maybe catch up on a couple of episodes from the drama you’re watching.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of being annoyed at the other person without them even knowing what they’d done wrong. You could accidentally say something that would wind Jinhwan up without knowing about it, and all of a sudden find him being snappy at you without any explanation as to why.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Both of you had the most inside jokes with each other, mainly because you felt at your most comfortable around each other. The ease at which you were both able to relax and just be yourselves meant that there were a few hiccups along the way which neither of you would forget for the other person.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There were definitely moments when Jinhwan would get a little jealous of your friends, mainly because there were so many of them which he found overwhelming. He was used to quite a small friendship group, and so when he met so many of your friends, he didn’t quite know what to do, instantly feeling a little bit threatened as it seemed like he had so many candidates who could replace him.

K ⇴ KICKS

Jinhwan gets a kick out of teasing you, especially when you’re pulling a face, usually whilst trying to make a point. He can’t help but mimic you quite a lot of the time as he knows that it gets a reaction out of you, usually you hitting against Jinhwan’s arm to stop him being silly and getting him to pay attention to you.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how well the two of you got on and how your time together never felt as if it was boring. Even if you were doing very little, you both felt happy just being around each other, but at the same time you loved to go out and explore too. You had a great balance in your friendship, you knew when to be loud and when to be quiet, and when to be up and on your feet, or sprawled out across the sofa.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met almost by accident when you bumped into one another at a café. It was almost coincidence that the very next day Jinhwan was there again, unable to just pass you by as he recognised you, asking if you were the one that he bumped into the day before, buying you an apology drink too.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Not many people got to see Jinhwan completely as himself, so you felt incredibly lucky to be one of just a few that did. He didn’t care around you, he was just able to let go and do whatever felt right to him.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jinhwan was obsessed with your smile, it was something that comforted him a lot. He loved when he could see your smile as it was almost a sign for him to let him know that you were right there for him.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The times that mean the most to Jinhwan are the moments when you can just sit down and put your feet up. He loves the moments when the two of you are able to just relax, things like sitting down in a coffee shop with a drink and a chance to just catch up with one another are the times that he’s fond of.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

You constantly find yourself having to ask Jinhwan if he wants help as he stubbornly tries to do something alone. You can tell when he’s struggling long before he wants to admit that he’s struggling.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

One of the things that Jinhwan tried to do when you were together was pay for everything, he hated when you spent your money on him. He would push his way to the card machine whenever you were together and had even gone as far as to hide your wallet to stop you from paying for things before too.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

As much as he loves when you support him, Jinhwan tries his best to support you much more. He’ll often try and organise his schedule around what it is that you’re doing with work in order to be there for you, trying his best to surprise you too whenever he has the time to be able to go and cheer for you.

T ⇴ TRIPS

If there was one place that Jinhwan always wanted to take you, then it was the Philippines. One day he knew when your schedules allowed for it that he’d take you there and show you where he spent some of his time.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

He knew that being your best friend was an important role, and it was a job that Jinhwan always did as well as he could.

V ⇴ VISITS

One of Jinhwan’s favourite things to do was surprise you, celebrations were a particular favourite of his. He loved to get creative for things like your birthday and surprise you with the best party when you stopped by.

W ⇴ WISDOM

It doesn’t matter how busy he is, when Jinhwan knows that you need a bit of advice, then he’ll always be there to give you some.

X ⇴ XXXX

Neither of you are particularly affectionate with one another, because at the start of your relationship you were quite distant, that seemed to just carry on even though your bond became stronger.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his favourite, Jinhwan always had you at the top of his list.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time Jinhwan will try and stay at your place when the two of you hang out so that he can make the most of peace and quiet for a little while, especially when his sleep has been a little restless for a while.

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Masterlist

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[multiphandomunnies]

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and you are?

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chan

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[eviebyme]

can u do ikon’s kinks pls? thank u:)

Thank you so much for requesting ikon!!!! I’ve been wanting to write about them for so long!🥲

iKON Kinks

Jinhwan

Undercover freak

Likes dirty talk (giving AND receiving) - he is mean and vulgar though, so get ready lol

Having his hair pulled

Sexting, phone sex (loves receiving nudes and - side note - is REALLY good at keeping your nudes private)

Neck kisses, hickeys, biting

Probably enjoys humiliating you (but not publicly bc he needs to keep up his respectable reputation)

Yunhyeong

Loves to be teased physically and verbally

Really likes lapdances and strip teases - basically really into dry humping

I wouldn’t say he’s a submissive but he likes when his partner is dominant and tells him what to do 🤷‍♀️

Likes thick thighs, especially in a short skirts (if he catches a glimpse of your butt or panties he will explode)

Bobby

Likes rough sex

Really into deepthroating and breathe play

Likes to push you to your limit - consensually ofc

Turned on if you have a “hidden” tattoo on your ribs or back or if you are generally seen as a “good girl” but have a secret wild side

Even though he’s a dom he gets turned on by other doms. Really likes the power play dynamic

Donghyuk

The biggest freak (but we all knew that, didn’t we)

The type to try out anything just to discover new kinks he might have

Likes role playing ( and is really good at it), sometimes takes the role play beyond the bedroom

Favorite scenario is teacher punishing student - he enjoys playing both roles

Likes shower sex

Enjoys having sex outdoors or in public (but he doesn’t do this with just anyone)

Junhoe

All the kinks? - boy is horny all the time

Also likes rough sex but is less confident than Bobby, so he hardly ever reaches the point of roughness he desires

Likes cleavage and tight clothing

Really attracted to confidence, although he prefers to be the dom, he loves when his partner takes charge and commands him in the bedroom

REALLY likes boobs

Chanwoo

Like petite partners (it’s a dom thing)

Choking his partner

Likes waking up with scratch marks (a sign of a job well done)

Basically turned on by the size difference between him and his partner, loves to assert his dominance

Also likes role playing, but he always plays the same role no matter what the scenario (the bratty one)

Hanbin

REALLY likes aegyo

Loves everything that is cute and will swoon for your baby voice (if you use a baby voice in the bedroom he will lose his mind)

Really likes crop tops, short shorts, and mini skirts

Is literally turned on by the idea of someone who dresses really sexy but is shy and demure

In a turn of events - prefers older women

His kinks are more thought-based (if that makes any sense lol)

Requests Open!

#ikon #jinhwan #yunhyeong #bobby #donghyuk #junhoe #chanwoo #ikon reactions #ikon fanfic #ikon smut

[kimuramasaya]

Love Scenario (180218)  ⁙  Jinhwan

#ikon #ikonsnet #kpopstages #kpopccc #ultkpopnetwork #dailybg #malegroupsnet #jinhwan #kim jinhwan #hijaehyukkies #marekwan #megtag #useryukuz #userbbie #tuserchrissy #mine* #mine*ikon #today on rachel makes floptent #a stage that is five years old #seeing him in the l.imelight mv reminded me that i miss him terribly

[seokwoosmole]

KAMP LA Day 1 Pros&Cons

This'll be a long one...

Cons (Let’s get those outta the way first)

-$50 parking?????

-Lines. For awhile there were like 6 of them cause no one knew where they were going or what they were supposed to do. I spent like half an hour w/ another fan just wandering around in different lines tryna find the right one until we did a full circle and went back to the line we were told to move from in the first place. Like why were there no signs whatsoever?? No workers stationed throughout the grounds to give instructions. Just eww.

-Maybe I was expecting too much from a company that couldn’t even get all of their booked artists to fly over but I was kinda hoping there’d be artist-specific merch or freebies. I would have even been happy with cheaply printed fake photocards :/

-P1Harmony & iKON should have had longer sets. I was a casual Piwon fan before KAMP but now I am srsly considering committing full-on. Their energy was soooo good, they have great live vocals & dancing, and every song they performed had me so hyped I totally would have wanted more. iKON. I practiced the Killing Me fanchant over and over only for them to not perform it?? I get opening with Sinosijak is basically tradition, Love Scenario is a must as the national anthem, Bling Bling was amazing, obviously gotta promote But You since it’s the newest, and I am a BDAY enthusiast but would I have preferred Killing Me, Freedom, or even Dragon? Absolutely. The set times were weird in general. T1419 was on stage for a very long time for a new group. I like them a lot but they performed like half of their discography. And Momoland seemed surprised that they were supposed to do another song. I don’t remember but I think it was Nancy that was like “oh we have another song?!” after they were ready to leave the stage. Then when iKON was on, they were tryna prolong their stage time by talking in between songs. Idk if SUJU got the amount of time they deserved but I really hope so since so many of their fans were there.

-That translator?? First of all, not 100% of my frustration goes to her since it seems like she’s not an actual translator but just a staff member of KAMP that was suddenly forced to be translator cause they probably didn’t have one. However, that still doesn't change the fact that she was...not the best. I don't speak Korean and I could still tell that she was not doing her job fully. There were moments when an artist would say like 5 sentences in Korean and the translator would be like "I'm so happy to be here, thank you". Like uhhhh I know for a fact that they said more than that and gave adequate pauses in between speaking to give room for the translator to talk. Also, asking T1419 who the best BTS impersonator is? What kind of question?? My memory is hazy, but I could have sworn there was a moment when the translator either dipped or just stopped talking, and T1419 were just trying to tough it through with their limited amount of English. I felt so bad for them, as this was their American debut and this is what they had to deal with. I noticed that besides Bobby, Jinhwan and from my memory, even Donghyuk a little bit, tried speaking more English, not relying on the translator too much as she wasn't translating everything they were saying, especially things in relation to the many mishaps going on. I also heard that one of the Super Junior members called out the translator for mistranslating what he said. I don't know if this was KAMP's weird attempt at censoring the artists' critiquing the organization, or if she just wasn't well-versed in translating – her grammar was off at times, making me wonder if she's just proficient in English and isn't actually fluent, which I am not blaming her for. But if that is the case, and the predominantly Korean-speaking artists can point out when there are flaws in the translation, then maybe KAMP should have actually had a professional translator prepared.

-I'm not elaborating on the obvious screwups of idk...half the artists not even being there and the lack of a sufficient apology and such cause idk what else I can say about that. I ended up requesting a refund for Day 2 because the artist I wanted to see most was MONSTA X, and even without them, T1419, MOMOLAND, and EPIK HIGH were up there, but I already saw T1419 and MOMOLAND on Day 1 so at that point, it just wasn't in my best interest financially to go. I think about how I at least got to see one of my ults, iKON, but a lot of people didn't even get that. I met someone in Koreatown who flew in from another state in the midwest JUST to see Kai. Like yeah, a refund is great (deserved tbh) but what about people's hotel expenses, gas costs, airfare, etc. Obviously KAMP isn't legally responsible for covering those, but on a moral front – all that money wasted because of a mistake KAMP made.

ANYWAY

Pros (Cause KAMP sucked but there people that showed up didn't)

-P1H's set was sooooooo good

-"When I say 'Kee', you say 'Ho'" and that bilingual joke. We love Keeho, bilingual king

-Oh yeah, P1H was great btw I may or may not be on my way to becoming a P1ece

-T1419 did amazing & congrats on their American debut! They seemed super nervous but for being so young they were great live performers. I'm definitely gonna keep supporting them.

-Also the collective 'ohhhhhh' from the crowd when they explained the meaning of their group name💀

-MOMOLAND has gained a new fan. Their type of music is usually not my cup of tea at all, but there's such an aesthetic appeal to the way they dance and their songs are so catchy I just loved every bit of their performance. Their stage presence is just AHH Exquisite. Also I could tell at parts they were being real sarcastic about the whole situation. The passive aggressive behavior was suuuuuper relatable and I adored it.

-iKON!!!!!!!!!! I can't even speak about it coherently yet. They were amazing. I love them. I loved them before. I love them even more now. Seeing them live is everything I imagined and more so. They didn't live up to the hype but exceeded it.

-Jinhwan shading the translator. Also him jumping as if to say "can y'all see me?" I love all 65 inches of him.

-Bobby live –– seeing one of my ult biases live –– he's (no pun intended but well deserved) iconic. Also he made us bark. I was too in awe to even process it but if my delayed processing hadn't kicked in I would have barked and chased my own ass in circles if he asked me to😩✋ Mrs. Bobby tell ur husband to leave his kinks at home

-Also Donghyuk bias-wrecked me harder than he ever has that night he was looking fine af🥵

-Met @aqua-bebe ☺️ See you at the next show <3

-There was a trio of dudes that sat in my area that were just the definition of the greatest fans on the planet. They cheered so loud waving their EXO lightstick like a lasso and dancing and singing for EVERY. SINGLE. ARTIST. What class-A supporters. When Keeho said "When I say Kee, you say Ho," they said HO with their whole chest. When MOMOLAND was on, one of them screamed "I LOVE YOU NANCY" louder than I thought was humanely possible. When iKON left the stage before their encore, they started the iKON chant in my section for them to come back. The were incredibly loud and obnoxious and looked like they had a blast. I aspire to be them.

#kamp #kamp los angeles #kamp la #kpop #p1harmony #ikon #t1419 #momoland

[whitechocolate]

HII ^-^ rv bp or ikon!

HEY MIU :-)

i’ll do ikon

my time period as a fan / since they were Team B on win😭

my bias among the members & why / junhoe just bc he is so sexy and delicious lol….

favorite song / CLIMAX :’( and bling bling…..aknskssnsmx

favorite mv / love scenarioooo

favorite choreo / hmmmmmmmmmmm dive is fun so i’ll go w that

favorite era / LOVE SCENARIO BC MY MAN LOOKED GOODT……

cutest member / bobby

sexiest member / junhoe

best friend member / jinhwan

best smile / jinhwan❤️❤️❤️

favorite rapper / hanbin:’(

favorite vocalist / junhoe 👅

favorite dancer / bobby or donghyuk

what i see for them in the future / junhoe solo:’( lmao i wish MOBB would do something again too😭

#nauiujuya #asks

[sardonicallys]

19:21 PM ⇢ jinhwan

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Monsoon season always struck you as such a strange collaboration in climate, simultaneously refreshing from the abundance of rain, but all too suffocating from the heat and humidity it brought along with it. Swaying your wrist up and down, plastic handle of a rice paper matted fan curled between your fingers, you brushed away the wet strands of hair from Jinhwan's forehead as he adjusted his neck against your thigh. Reaching over with your free hand, you took a swig of your beer as you saw a pair of wandering eyes below you meet your own. Parting his lips playfully, you set the fan down and tipped the lip of the bottle towards his mouth, watching his throat open as his Adam's apple bobbed in delight before the liquid trickled from the corners of his lips, unable to keep the pool of beer in his mouth. Laughing in delight as he swallowed, you leaned down and rested your lips onto his.

You loved when he came back home to you.

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[milkybonya]

awkward confession

Warnings: food mentions

Pairing: college senior!Jinhwan x shy (gender neutral) reader

Summary: over reading week, you invite Jinhwan to your home and as he looks around your childhood room, he stumbles across a journal of yours.

Word count: idk but i think it’s over 1k? it’s a longer one :o

[a/n]: after playing superstar yg, i’ve been feeling soft for Jinhwan? i know, even i’m surprised by the correlation LOL but enjoy this~

- prologue

You first met Jinhwan in your freshman year at a party, dragged there by your newfound friends who claimed that it would be fun, but you just wanted to go home. 

After an hour, you decided you couldn’t take it anymore. Saying goodbye to your friends, you grabbed your jacket and stepped outside, clueless about how to get back to campus and to your dorm.

Opening google maps on your phone, you tapped your foot impatiently, waiting for it to load. Your phone was at 1%, but maybe if you could just get a glimpse-

It died.

Throwing it into your pocket, you sighed and stared up at the black sky.

“Heading home?” someone asked you.

You turned your head to the side and saw Jinhwan standing next to you, with his hands in the pockets of his jean jacket. 

“Yeah, but my phone just died,” you said, pressing your lips together to contain your anger.

“Want me to drive you?” he asked, waving his car keys around. “My car is new but I’ve had my license for a long time, so no need to worry.”

You laughed at his comment and decided to accept the offer, since you knew he was your senior and you could trust him. The week before classes started, you had been told about a few of the seniors in your program at orientation, and Jinhwan had been one of them. Apparently, he was very kind and laid-back.

Before you entered his car, he formally introduced himself and you did the same. When you were inside, he passed you the aux cord but then stopped.

“Right! Your phone is dead. Here, take mine! Just search through Spotify and play whatever you like.”

“I’m not sure if you’ll like it, though..” you said, hesitating. Sharing your music with someone else was always a bit embarrassing for you.

“As long as it’s not Kids Bop, then I’m sure I won’t mind,” he said, starting to drive.

“What if I play death metal?” you said.

“Fine by me,” he said.

You found an artist that you liked and started playing their songs. Jinhwan smiled and nodded his head along to the beat, making you feel more comfortable.

“Oh, you might as well save your number in there while you’re at it, or save my number. If you ever need help with anything, you can contact me!”

You added yourself to his contacts and sent yourself a message from his phone so you would also have his number. In his phone, you saved your name as ‘[y/n] :)’.

“Which dorm are you in?” he asked.

“The one behind the library,” you said.

“Ah, that’s the worst spot. Hey, we actually have a free spot in our student home if you ever want to join us. Although I don’t want to make you live with your scary seniors if it makes you uncomfortable,” Jinhwan said, jokingly.

“Thanks for the offer, but I don’t want to intrude.”

“It wouldn’t be intruding, don’t worry! But just do whatever is most comfortable for you. You can always crash at our place when you get tired of your dorm.”

As you passed an ice cream shop that was near campus, you found yourself sighing. Some late night ice cream would really hit the spot right now...

When Jinhwan asked why you were sighing, you confided your thoughts and without any hesitation, he turned the car around and stopped right in front of the ice cream place.

“I’ll get you whatever you like, my treat!” he said, hopping out.

When you chose the ice cream you wanted, Jinhwan also chose one for himself and paid for both of you. You grabbed a seat by the window right next to the glass door. There was arcade music echoing throughout the tiny place, since there were a few arcade machines behind you.

“This is so good!” you said, eating your ice cream.

“Have you never been here before?” Jinhwan asked you, smiling. This whole time he had not stopped smiling at you, and it made you feel warm inside.

“I’ve always wanted to, but this first month of classes has been super stressful.”

“I hear you, but it’s important to take breaks! If you’re ever stressed, you can let me know and we can come back here,” he said.

Jinhwan had been nothing but unusually nice to you, but you didn’t think much of it. A lot of the seniors were nice to the freshman and juniors anyway.

After you finished your ice cream, Jinhwan dropped you off at your dorm. Even though he watched you walk in, he still texted you right as you reached your room.

hello ‘[y/n] :)’ did you get in safely?

yes, thank u! you literally watched me walk in lol

that’s right, but who knows what can happen on your way to your room from the front doors of the dorm

i appreciate you :)

do you like smiley faces? u even saved ur name as ‘[y/n] :)’

ah, i guess i do like them ><

that’s cute~

Your heart fluttered seeing this message, and you had to take a few deep breaths to calm down. He’s just my senior, you told yourself. He’s just being nice.

-

A few days later, you saw Jinhwan in the library, studying. You thought that you should say hello out of courtesy, but you didn’t want to bother him, so you continued to walk along the shelves in search of the book you needed.

Getting distracted, you ended up with five big textbooks in your arms. You couldn’t help it, they were all so interesting...

Trying to reach for a book while your hands were still full, suddenly everything fell. The sound of the books falling to the ground echoed throughout the library, and you apologized under your breath as you struggled to pick everything up. You felt so embarrassed that you wanted to disappear.

Looking up amidst your struggle, you saw Jinhwan looking at you from his spot. When he recognized you, he immediately rushed over.

Did this happen to me because I didn’t say hi to him, you thought. Is this karma?

“[y/n], it’s you? Are you okay? Let me help you,” he said, taking some of the books from your arms.

“These are really heavy, you should get a cart for them.” Jinhwan moved his head around to search for one.

“No, it’s fine! I grabbed too many anyway! I’ll just put them back-” you said, not wanting to bother Jinhwan anymore. But he firmly held onto your books until he found a cart.

“I know where some better books on this topic are. Do you want me to show them to you?” Jinhwan asked you, placing the books on the cart.

“No, really, it’s fine! You’re busy studying-”

“I need a break anyway~” he quietly sang, walking towards the spot that he told you about. Forced to follow him, you trailed along. He had a skip in his step, and it made you smile.

“I’m really sorry, I know midterms must be starting for you-”

He stopped and turned around.

“[y/n], it’s really fine! I wouldn’t help you if I didn’t want to,” he said.

After he showed you the books that he was talking about, he invited you to join him at his spot to study.

“Ah, right! You treated me for ice cream last time. Do you want anything to drink? I can buy you something!” you said.

Jinhwan chuckled. 

“There’s no need for that! I already have a coffee here,” he said, pointing to the coffee next to him.

“What about a muffin! A cookie?” you asked.

He laughed, again.

“Okay, you can get me something if you really want to. But the muffins here are terrible, so go for a cookie instead!” he told you.

When you returned with some chocolate chip cookies, he took them from you with a wink. He let you have some too, claiming that you needed fuel to study.

While you were deep into one of the books you were reading and taking notes on a sticky note, you finally looked down to write something and found a smiley face on the corner of your sticky note. Not remembering drawing that, you looked up at Jinhwan, but he was also busy studying. It had to be him, you thought.

You picked up your pen and finding a free spot in the margin of his notebook, doodled a fox carefully.

A few minutes after you returned to your own work, he asked, “well I wonder where this fox came from?”

“Well I wonder where this smiley face came from?” you asked him, pointing to the smiley face on your sticky note. The two of you laughed quietly.

-

Some time after that, your roommate declared that they wanted to start getting fit.

“You’re literally saying that as you’re finishing a whole tub of ice cream,” you said, laughing.

Your roommate dropped the tub and stood up with their fist raised.

“We are going to the gym, right now!”

With no escape, you followed your friend to the campus gym and signed up for a membership. As you were doing so, you heard a familiar voice.

“I don’t want to! Why do we all have to sign up? This is so annoying.”

Jinhwan?

As you turned around, your suspicions were confirmed. He was being pushed by his roommates, your other program seniors, towards the front desk which you were stood at, and he was whining loudly like a baby.

“Oh, it’s [y/n]!” one of the seniors, named Junhoe, who was pushing him said. Upon hearing your name, Jinhwan stood up straight and laughed awkwardly, waving hello.

“[y/n], we all promised we would sign up for the gym since our program’s marathon is coming up and this fool,” Hanbin, another senior, said while pointing to Jinhwan, “signed us up for it. But now he doesn’t want to work out with us!”

You laughed. How cute, you thought.

Jinhwan stood there, scratching the back of his head.

“Actually, my roommate is making me sign up, too. So I guess we’re in the same boat!”

“See, if [y/n] can do it then so can you!” Bobby, another senior, said.

With both of you being forced to sign up, you made your way into the gym. Your roommate dragged you aside for a second.

“Who’s Jinhwan and how do you know him and-”

“He’s my senior,” you said, cutting your roommate off before they asked too many questions.

“That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

Your roommate analyzed your face.

“Are you sure?” they asked, narrowing their eyes.

“Yes!” you screamed. Jinhwan and his friends all looked at you and you pressed your lips together out of embarrassment.

“Look what you made me do!” you said to your roommate, who was walking ahead while laughing loudly.

-

When the marathon that only the upper years were supposed to participate in finally rolled around, you stood at the finish line, handing out water to everyone who finished. The marathon was to raise money for your program, since it was not funded so well.

You cheered all of your seniors on under the hot sun, fanning yourself to try to cool down. I could just... take one water bottle... no! It’s for the seniors and we don’t have enough!

As you struggled to decide between drinking one of the waters secretly or leaving them for your seniors, a sweaty Jinhwan finally crossed the finish line.

He looked extremely tired, so you grabbed a bottle of water and a towel before running up to him.

“You did it! Good job!” you said, handing him the supplies that you had grabbed.

He was bent over with his hands on his knees, but straightened up to take the water from your hands. But he hesitated before handing it back to you.

“It’s fine, you should drink it,” he panted. He reached for a hat that he had managed to tie to his waist, and handed that to you, too.

“You should wear a hat in this weather! Be careful,” he said, placing the cap on your head before walking away. Confused, you trailed back to the water station that you were stood at.

“Didn’t he give you the water? Drink it then! And give me some too!” your friend, who was also manning the water station with you, said.

You watched Jinhwan as he lay sprawled out in the grass.

This won’t do.

Handing the bottle to your friend, you ran towards the closest building in search of a vending machine. Finding one, you bought a water and ran back to hand it to Jinhwan, who was still sprawled out in the grass.

Panting, you crashed on the grass next to him and handed him the bottle. He sat up, eyeing it,

“But I just gave my water to you-”

“Drink it!” you said breathlessly before lying down in the grass next to him.

You heard him taking big gulps before he also laid down next to you and right then in that moment, you asked yourself why you ran for ten minutes just to buy bottled water for Jinhwan.

When you looked up at him and watched the sun light up his face, showing his skin sticky with sweat and his hair a mess, you felt like something was welling up inside you.

You liked Jinhwan.

-

During finals week, you vowed that you were going to sit in the same library cubicle for the entire week to study. No leaving. No getting distracted. You would only leave to use the washroom, wash your face, take a shower, eat or brush your teeth. Otherwise, you were sleeping in there.

Intense, but you needed to do what you had to do to study.

Your exams were later than everyone else’s, so while everyone else was enjoying their Winter break, you were still studying.

Thud.

You looked up after you had buried your head in your books to find your favourite vending machine drink sitting next to your laptop. Confused and wondering if this was a hallucination, you looked around for who might have left it there.

“Boo!” Jinhwan said from the cubicle next to you.

You jumped up in fright, yelling at him for scaring you.

Then you got scolded by a librarian and Jinhwan laughed.

“Seriously, I’m doing some major studying right now! No distractions!” you told Jinhwan.

“Is that your way of saying thanks?”

“Thank you,” you groaned.

“You’re really something. I’ve never studied this hard for my exams,” Jinhwan said.

“Well that’s your problem, not mine!” you said, sticking out your tongue at him.

Since your first encounter, you had been seeing Jinhwan more often around campus and felt a lot more comfortable around him.

“What? Is that how you treat your senior?” Jinhwan joked. “Anyway, I’m here to wish you good luck! And remind you to take breaks. Speaking of which, do you wanna go grab ice cream? Go for a walk?”

“Go for a walk? Am I your dog?” you scoffed.

Jinhwan sighed.

“You know what I mean!”

You ended up leaving your cubicle for an hour to walk through campus with Jinhwan. The night air was cold but refreshing, and there was something calming about the empty campus with the few streetlights lighting the way. You almost tripped and fell onto Jinhwan a few times because it was so dark, but each time he caught you and giggled softly in a way that made you want to squeal because he was so. damn. cute.

-

A year later

-

“IT’S READING WEEK!” your roommate yelled as they packed their suit case.

“Yay,” you said, quietly.

“Yay? We’re going home! What is this sad reaction?”

“Going home means a week without Jinhwan...”

Your roommate groaned.

“Are you kidding me? You went a whole summer break without him, what is this?

“Yeah, and it was terrible!” you said.

“You two need to stop beating around the bush and start dating already.”

“WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?” you yelled.

“WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? It’s been two years of you liking each other! Just kiss, jeez!”

“This is a sad unrequited love and you cannot convince me otherwise.”

“[y/n]... I’m not even gonna bother. I’m done. I’m not gonna say anything!” your roommate said, walking to the bathroom.

Two seconds later, they walked back in.

“DO YOU NOT SEE the way this man looks at you? He’s always so nice to you and for what? You’re not a freshman anymore!”

“We’re friends!”

“This is pathetic! I’m gonna have to get the ball rolling myself,” your friend said, grabbing your phone.

Their grip was too strong, so you only got a hold of your phone after they let go. Your messages app was open. Your chat with Jinhwan was open. Oh no.

Jinhwan! do u want to stay at my house for reading week? :)

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” you yelled, throwing a pillow at your roommate who laughed in response.

“I’m doing God’s work!”

Your phone vibrated and your heart raced.

really? i’d love to! my family wanted me to help out with home renovations T.T and i’d rather spend reading week with u~

“He agreed,” you said, surprised. “HE AGREED!”

-

“And this is my house,” you said, opening the door and letting Jinhwan enter first.

“Woah,” he said, looking around.

“There isn’t much, really...”

“I wanna see your room,” Jinhwan said, kicking off his shoes and immediately walking upstairs.

“Wait!” you said, running after him.

“I can really tell which one is yours,” he said, chuckling as he found your room.

As he looked around, you felt super embarrassed, so you told him that you would be downstairs unpacking.

A few minutes later, Jinhwan walked up to you downstairs, holding something in his hand. His face was red and there was a smile on his face.

“[y/n], please explain this,” he said, handing you what he was holding.

It was your journal.

And it was opened to a page where you had written about your feeling for Jinhwan.

You had forgotten all about this.

Oh no.

You had written all about your first encounter and the late night ice cream, the time he helped you find books at the library, the time you awkwardly met at the gym, the time you ran for 10 minutes just to buy water for him from a vending machine and how you realized your feelings for him then, and the time he came to visit while you were studying.

The last sentence was: He’s literally the most perfect human alive and honestly I’m so glad I’ve even met him; I like him a lot.

When you finished reading it, you closed it and walked away from where you had been standing in the living room to the kitchen, trying to process everything.

With your back turned, you said, “Jinhwan, just forget you ever read that, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Let’s just be friends still, okay? Please just forget about that...”

You were close to crying with how embarrassed you felt. You didn’t want your friendship to be ruined because of this.

“Are you sure you want me to forget about it?” Jinhwan asked you.

“Yes, please.”

“Even when I feel the same way?”

Now there was something that you did not expect. You could not have predicted this.

“What?” you asked, turning around to face him out of shock.

“I like you too, [y/n]. Do you want to forget about it?” he said, smiling the same smile he did on that first day when you were eating ice cream together at midnight.

“No, I... need time to process this...”

“Am I allowed to hug you, though?” Jinhwan asked, opening his arms. When you nodded, he moved towards you and wrapped his arms around you, placing his head into your shoulder. It was a hug that was so full of love, you felt like you were melting on the spot.

“You know I did all of those things because I like you, right? Helping you at the library and checking on you when you studied.. I didn’t know at the time, but I found out later... that I like you.”

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iKON “You have big boobs”

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Ask:  Hiya, i saw requests are open so could you do a bigbang, ikon and/or a monsta x reaction to you having tig bitties? I've got triple d's and I'm kinda insecure about them 😔❤

A/N: kinda suggestive so under read more uwu

B.I/Hanbin:

It was just automatic sometimes. He didn’t want to be insensitive to you or think he viewed you as just a sexual object, not at all. However, Hanbin was a man and sometimes when you wore a deep cut shirt he couldn’t help himself. 

You had brought him some dinner and were sharing it by the little coffee table in his studio and you could feel his eyes. You were insecure enough about your chest without needing him to remind you of it. “Hanbin, please stop looking at my chest.” You asked and he shook his head. “Sorry, what?” He said, not even realising he was doing it. 

“You’re making me feel insecure. You know I don’t like my big boobs.” You said with a small laugh, trying to release your awkward feeling. 

“I’m sorry, I never meant to make you feel like that. I just love your chest so much and think you’re beautiful. I can’t help it.” 

Bobby/Jiwon: 

It was one of those days where it felt like absolutely nothing in your closet fit you correctly and all because of your chest. It was so frustrating and embarrassing to you, it left you sitting on the floor in front of your closet in tears. 

“Oh my god, what’s wrong are you okay?” Jiwon had come to see why it was taking so long for to get ready, he wasn’t expecting to see you sat on the floor in tears. Quickly, you wiped them away and tried drying your face. “It’s nothing, it’s so embarrassing.” You said softly, pulling your knees to your chest to cover yourself up a little. “Why do my boobs have to be so big?” You asked quietly and he sighed. 

Jiwon knew this was a big insecurity of yours and it broke his heart to see you like this. Looking around he saw all the tops on the floor and put 2 and 2 together. 

“Baby, you’re chest is gorgeous and you look good in anything you try. But if you feel so insecure about it, I’m willing to stay home today and spend some time convincing you if that’s what it takes.” 

Jinhwan: 

He actively admired your chest and loved it when you felt confident in your skin. Jinhwan loved showing you off, he thought you were a prize both mentally and physically. So when he convinced you to go to the party in one of your tighter dress, you pushed your insecurity to the side. Today was one of the days you didn’t like your body that much. 

You kept your arms crossed, in attempts to cover yourself up a bit as Jinyoung spoke with his friends. When you felt insecure, you went quiet and he could tell something was up. “You okay?” He asked softly in your ear. “Not feeling too confident in my body right now, but it’s okay. I’ll be okay.” You said softly and smiled, you didn’t want to ruin his fun. 

Jinhwan’s heart hurt a little, he found your body beautiful and didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable. 

“If you want, we can go home? If it will make you feel better. I never want you to feel insecure. You look absolutely stunning tonight and every other night. I would much rather go home and show you that I think your body is beautiful.” 

June/Junhoe: 

He was so obvious sometimes, eyes trained on your cleavage as you leaned forward to grab the water pitcher. Junhoe couldn’t seem to take his eye off of you. Your full chest looking absolutely gorgeous in that low cut top. You had noticed his staring prior and it made you feel insecure... did it look bad?

“Stop staring at Y/N’s chest, we’re trying to eat.” Jiwon joked and turned a deep red. You weren’t aware that they had noticed too and your insecurity sky rocketed. “Ah, how embarrassing.” You said softly and pulled your jacket on, concealing your chest as much as you could. Junhoe hated that, he hated that you felt insecure because of his actions and he felt worse because knew that it was insecurity of yours. 

After dinner, Junhoe pulled you to the side and wrapped his arms around your waist. His lips close to your ear so your words were kept private. 

“I’m sorry about that early, you know I never meant to make you feel insecure about your chest. It makes me feel happy when you feel confident and I shouldn’t ruin it by staring. How can I make it up to you?” 

Yunhyeong: 

“Of course.” You said to yourself as you huffed in disappointment. You had spilled something on your shirt while at the dorm and he had offered his button up for you to change into. Now, knowing your chest you had had your doubts but still hoped it would fit. 

Looking in the bathroom mirror, you couldn’t help but laugh. This wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last time your chest got in the way. But it still hurt. “Babe is everything okay?” Yunhyeong asked from the other side of the door. “Yeah, this shirt just doesn’t fit.” Your voice cracked slightly, showing your true feelings. 

Pushing the door open, he looked at you and your forced smile. “I really hate my chest sometimes.” You laughed awkwardly and he wrapped his arms around you. 

“I don’t always understand but I do try. I love your chest, always. It’s really okay that you can’t close that shirt. I can just grab you something else to wear. But let me show you how much I love your chest first.”

Donghyuk:

Donghyuk was not stranger to insecurity, especially when it came to shopping and trying things on. But this, this was the 4 item of clothing that didn’t fit right because of your chest and you were over it. 

Opening the curtain of your dressing room, you looked at Donghyuk who was smiling at you. “Do you think I should get a breast reduction?” You asked and his smile fell very fast at your random question. “What? Where did that come from?” He asked and you shrugged. “I’m so over clothes not fitting right, it sucks so bad. So I ask again, do you think I should get a breast reduction?” You explained and leaned against the doorframe. 

Donghyuk stood up and cupped your cheeks to make you look at him. 

“I personally don’t think you need too. But I support anything that will make you happier with your body, so if you want to i support that. But I will say I love your chest and don’t a few clothing items should influence your love of your body either.” 

Chanwoo: 

You were tossing and turning, not being able to get comfortable sleeping on your back and horribly hurting your chest by laying on your stomach. It was a lose lose situation and you couldn’t stand it. 

“Please stop moving.” Chanwoo asked sleepily and you looked at him. You were envious of the fact he could sleep in any position and not be in pain. “My boobs are too big to get comfortable.” This didn’t bother you every night but today it was immensly and you hated it. Chanwoo sat up slightly and looked at you with a pout. 

He hated that he couldn’t do anything really to help you out physically when this happened. So he just pulled you close and pet your hair. 

“I know you hate your chest right now, because it’s painfull and uncomfortable. I know I can’t help that but I can distract you and remind you that you’re absolutely gorgeous.” 

A/N: As someone who struggles with big tiddy insecurity I feel requests like this so much.

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[chanuontop]

strawberries and cream

pairing: jinhwanxreader

rating:explicit

“What are you doing?” you giggle as Jinhwan ties a blindfold around your eyes.

“Shh,” he chides and you can hear the smile in his voice. “Open your mouth,” he tells you. You listen right away and obediently open your mouth. You trust Jinhwan 100%.

Something cold touches your tongue. “Bite,” he tells you and you do. It’s a strawberry, perfectly ripe and sweet. He feeds you the whole thing.

“Sweet,” you say. “Almost as much as you “ He chuckles, but you know him well enough to know he’s blushing.

He steps closer and you can feel his body heat even as he stands just out of reach. You sit patiently.

Next is a delicious piece of chocolate that melts the minute it hits your tongue. His fingers brush your lips as he pulls away and you feel a shiver go down your spine. You find yourself suddenly wanting him to closer, to touch you properly.

“Jinhwan,” you say and it comes out as a breathless whine.

“Hush,” he says, and he’s suddenly much closer, his breath puffing across your lips. You lean forward instinctively but he’s already gone again. You pout.

“None of that,” he tells you. “Open up.”

You listen immediately, but this time you feel him coming even closer. His lips touch yours and suddenly your mouth is filling with sweet wine. You swallow, but this time refuse to let Jinhwan go.

That seems to be fine by him. He wraps his hands in your hair, tugging just hard enough to get you to tilt your head back so he can kiss you thoroughly, tongue stroking yours. You moan into his mouth and wrap your legs around his waist from where you’re seated on a stool, pulling him flush against you.

“Can I take this off?” you ask, when you finally break apart to breathe.

He touches the blindfold thoughtfully. “Not yet beautiful. Your surprise isn’t over yet.” He kisses you softly before grabbing your hands and carefully leading you through the apartment.

You can tell you’re heading towards the bedroom and you shiver in anticipation. He pushes you softly onto the soft bed before kneeling down next to you.

He kisses you again, slow and sweet and you slide your fingers through his hair, still wishing you could see his face. He deepens the kiss and you press your body into his, desperate for him.

He breaks away from your mouth and kisses your jaw, following the line down until he’s sucking hot kisses on your neck. Your lips part in a gasp and you squirm, already a little turned on.

Before you know it, Jinhwan is tugging at your dress. You sit up and pull it off, careful not to dislodge the blindfold.

“Bra too,” he says. You unhook it and let it join your dress on the floor. He pushes you back gently until you lay back on the bed. He goes back to kissing your neck but begins to trail lower. His mouth finds one of your nipples, already hard in the chill of the room. He sucks on it, nipping gently just to hear your cry of pleasure.

He doesn’t forget your other breast, squeezing and kneading it in his hand. You pant from the attention. “Jinhwan,” you breathe, and he hums in response, sending shock waves through you.

He suddenly pulls away from you, and you whine at the complete loss of contact. “Open your mouth,” he says again.

A thin piece of plastic lays against your tongue, definitely not what you were expecting. Suddenly cool whipped cream floods your mouth. You try not to laugh and spray it everywhere. But the next second Jinhwan is kissing you deeply, and you’re not laughing anywhere. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him close. The kiss is messy and sweet and hot all at the same time.

It feels like ages later when you finally pull apart, and you’re so turned on it’s almost painful.

“Jinhwan, please,” you beg.

“I got you baby, don’t worry,” he soothes you. And then he’s kissing down your body again. You moan when he sucks a hickey against your rib cage. It tickles as he kisses across your stomach and you giggle as he swirls his tongue in your bellybutton.

Then he’s moving lower, and tugging at your panties. You helpfully raise your hips to let him pull them off and toss them away somewhere. He takes his time, spreading your legs, kissing up both sides of your thighs. You whine loudly, it’s almost too much to handle.

Finally his mouth ends up where you really want it. You can’t stop your hips from jerking a bit as his tongue finally swipes your clit. You tangle your hands in his hair, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to guide him where you want him. He smirks against you, and takes your clit in his mouth, sucking. You shout, it feels so good.

“More Jinhwan, please I need more,” you beg. He’s helpless to resist you. He licks at your lips, tasting your juices.

“You’re so wet for me already baby,” he praises, and you squirm before he dives right back in, eating your pussy like his life depends on it.

He rubs your clit with a finger as he pushes his tongue inside you. You breathe hard and fast, almost overwhelmed. When he pushes a finger inside you you forget how to breathe for a moment. He’s tender with you, licking around his finger as he slowly fucks you. You whimper.

“Faster,” you breathe, and he obliges, slipping a second finger in and beginning to fuck you in earnest. He goes back to sucking on your clit. You moan loudly when his fingers brush that spot inside you. He begins to rub at it incessantly.

Your moans get louder, and you fuck back against his hand. You’re so close. You grip the sheets in your hands. “Fuck, Jinani, I’m gonna come,” you whimper. He hums around your clit and fucks you even harder, and that’s all it takes to send you over the edge.

It takes you a couple minutes to catch your breath, and when you do, Jinhwan is gently untying the blindfold from around your eyes. His eyes crinkle in a smile when you make eye contact and you can’t stop yourself from smiling back. You pull him in for a sweet kiss.

“You’re amazing,” you tell him.

He just laughs. “That’s you,” he tells you.

“Oh shush,” you chide him. Your eyes land on the abandoned bottle of whip cream, and your eye sparkle.

“Your turn!”

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[domjiwon]

kiss it better | jinhwan x chanwoo x you [M]

notes: comfort sex for the best parner in crime anyone could ask for @chanuontop 

It’s been a stressful week and an even shittier day. Work has been kicking your ass for a while now, to the point it affected your health. Migraines, cramps, lower back pain, the whole deal.

“Can you get someone to cover your shift?” Chanwoo asked you, a frown in his face.

“Tried that,” you answer as you’re putting on your shoes. “No one can.”

Chanwoo doesn’t say anything, instead softly kisses the top of your head. “Call me if it gets worse, okay?”

You nod, heading out with a heavy sigh.

In the middle of your shift your phone dings with a new message. You take a quick look at it before your boss notices. It’s Jinhwan.

“Chanwoo told me you’re sick,” the message reads. “I’m leaving work early so I’ll be home by the time you get out, want me to pick up anything for you? Love you.”

You quickly type a, “Ice cream. Lots of ice cream. Love you too.” And go on with your day.

When you get home, the first thing you see is Chanwoo and Jinhwan waiting by the door.

“Hey,” you say.

Both boys run up to you and embrace you in a tight hug.

“How are you, love?” Jinhwan asks.

Chanwoo gives you a peck on the lips.

“Shitty,” you answer, and hug them tighter.

Jinhwan goes to the kitchen while Chanwoo guides you to the living room couch.

You sit down, watching Chanwoo set up The Magicians on the T.V. when Jinhwan comes back with a tub of your favorite ice cream.

Chanwoo then wraps you in a blanket and sits next to you, Jinhwan on the other side, handing you a spoon and the tub.

"All set, princess," Jinhwan tells you.

You giggle, tired but comforted. "Thanks, guys."

“Any time," Chanwoo says.

You get comfy, and the episodes go by quicker than you realize. Jinhwan untucks part of the blanket on you and covers himself with it. Chanwoo follows suit.

It’s not long before Jinhwan gets a hand on your thigh, stroking subtly. Chanwoo notices and takes it up a notch. He kisses your neck, and moves upwards until he reaches your lips.

You almost drop the tub of ice cream but manage to put it on the coffee table in front of you.

Without missing a beat, you pull the blanket off of you and let it fall on the floor. You grab Jinhwan’s arm to push him towards you as you straddle Chanwoo’s thighs. Jinhwan takes care of the other side of your neck as Chanwoo deepens the kiss.

“Let us treat you,” Chanwoo tells you.

“You’ve done enough treating,” you answer.

“There’s no such a thing,” Jinhwan says.

Chanwoo puts his hands under you and lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist so you don’t fall. “Bed,” is the only thing he says.

Jinhwan is right behind you, and he closes the door to the room as Chanwoo throws you on the bed.

He takes your shirt off, and Jinhwan unzips your pants and takes them off you.

You sit up to do the same to Jinhwan, as Chanwoo takes care of his own clothes.

Jinhwan kisses down your body, spreads your legs and gets comfortable between them. Chanwoo gets up and heads to the nightstand. You try to look at what he’s doing, but Jinhwan licks between your folds and your mind is instantly gone.

Jinhwan sucks on your clit, tongue fucks you, goes back to your clit, and you’re so into it you don’t even feel Chanwoo getting back on the bed.

“Jinani–” you whine.

Jinhwan hums against you, and the feeling makes you shiver.

It’s not until Chanwoo puts a finger in you that you realize why he got up.

Jinhwan keeps licking at you, and Chanwoo replaces his finger with your favorite vibe. It’s small enough it takes no time for you to get used to it. Chanwoo turns it on, and the vibration still takes you by surprise. You moan louder, tightly gripping Jinhwan’s hair and pushing him flush against you.

Chanwoo moves up the bed, taking one of your nipples in his mouth and swirling his tongue around.

“Fuck– fuck,” you moan.

“I’m gonna eat you up so good,” Jinhwan says, stopping his ministrations for a second.

“Yes, yeah,” is the only thing you can answer.

You start thrusting into Jinhwan’s face as he sucks you, and Chanwoo reaches down to push the vibe deeper inside of you, one of his fingers sliding in next to it.

Chanwoo travels down your body, leaving kisses as he goes until he reaches your belly button, burying his tongue inside.

“Fuck, I’m–” you try. “I’m gonna cum.”

Chanwoo fucks into you, moving the vibe around with it, and you groan loudly.

Jinhwan takes a break to switch his tongue for his finger, drawing circles on your clit as he sucks on your lips.

“So cum, baby,” Chanwoo whispers in your ear.

Your impending orgasm makes you arch your back to the point it hurts. You grip Jinhwan’s hair tighter, and Chanwoo sucks on your neck until you’re shaking and thrusting up and can’t take it anymore.

Your orgasm washes over you, you feel it in your toes and it gets a groan out of you from deep in your throat.

Jinhwan licks your wetness one last time before sitting up and kissing you deeply, your own taste against your tongue. Meanwhile, Chanwoo fucks into you for a little longer, before turning the vibe off and sliding it out of you.

“Fuck,” you moan, breathing heavily.

Chanwoo pecks you on the lips and Jinhwan cuddles against you, reaching for the comforter to cover you with it, and Chanwoo slides in on the other side, pressed close to you.

“You feeling better?” Chanwoo asks.

You giggle. “Way better.”

“Our pleasure,” Jinhwan says, and the three of you quickly give in to sleep.

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[chanxoo]

All for Rain

→ Pairing: Jinhwan x Reader

→ Genre: fluff, smut ― painter!au

→ Word Count: 5.893

→ Summary: After having his creativity robbed from him, Jinhwan finds himself unable to pick up a single paintbrush. Even in his favorite gloomy weather, all inspiration seems to have dissipated. It’s not until a shy girl shows up in the rain does he finally regain the inspiration he had since lost.

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The longer he stares at the blank canvas, the more he feels the frustration begin to pool in his chest. No amount of mindful meditation can quell the anger that eats away at him, the utter disgust he feels when he realizes that no matter what he produces, it will as be in vein. No longer can he look at his own work without wanting to immediately toss it out, the fear that once again, everything he worked so hard for will be quickly taken away the moment someone sees his latest piece. At least that’s what happened the first time, the first time when he finally felt brave enough to share his work, only for someone to see it, replicate it, and get all the credit in the region’s prestigious Fine Arts journal. There is no record of his work, he’s a nobody. No one would believe a nobody.

 And yet he continues to sit here as if all inspiration will come back to him instantaneously. The belief that all the pain will go away the moment he just lets himself go, painting everything that comes to mind and whatever else comes afterwards. He’s in denial. He’s delusional. There is no possible way for him to pick up the pieces, so what more can he do but give up? That’s exactly what he should do. He should just quit. Throwing the paintbrush on the floor, he makes his way into the kitchen. All around him, everything is quiet except for the gentle sound of rain hitting the window. It’s a shame that even in this weather, the weather that’s given rise to so many of his paintings, nothing can be done. Putting the kettle on the stove, he decides against anything other than tea, knowing that if he were to down a few beers, he would feel a bit better temporarily, but by tomorrow, he will only scold himself. He doesn’t need more reasons to despise his own existence. Considering it is falling upon night, he rules out caffeinating, instead choosing a blend of lemon and ginger in hopes of relaxing, and if he’s lucky, prepare him for sleep later on. Only if the nightmares allow him to rest.

 Looking through the window, he sees nothing but the pouring rain, a mass of dark clouds and not much of anything else. Even in the building across the way, no lights are on, only adding to the drab environment surrounding his home. One thing he loves most about living on the second floor is that he can watch both the world and the people from the perch by the window, garner inspiration from all walks of life so long as the timing is right. He can learn a lot just by sitting there, both about himself and the world around him. To him, everything carries its own beauty and one day, he hopes he can open a gallery just to showcase all of it. Show everyone that there is so much to be appreciated in the world. Even the things that no one cares to notice.

 He supposes this will simply be another one of those failed nights, during which he can do nothing but hate himself for not protecting his work. A coward for not confronting the asshole who so quickly ruined him. It’s been a long time since then. But the wounds still feel fresh.

 Hearing the whistling from the stove, he returns to the empty mug, filling it with boiling water until it almost reaches the brim. He does this, always, filling it the point where he can’t even move it without possibly spilling and scalding his hand. But to him, nothing is better than these small dangers in life, the ones that test his abilities to not make a fool of himself, just as he done once before. If only he could muster the courage to make a friend or two.

 Being in this ‘profession’, there is little opportunity to meet others, at least intimately, without the notion that there is a patron-artist relationship involved. But even those, often artificial, are less about him and more about his work. Which, if he’s to be honest, makes sense, but it only makes him feel less significant. Really, he as a person holds no significance at all. It’s tiresome, really, to pretend like he lives a normal life, in a normal studio, in a normal world, but that is only opposite to how it really is. He lives a lonely life, in a lonely studio, in a lonely world. But accepting that reality is even less ideal.

 Grabbing the handle, he walks as carefully as possible toward the seat by the window, doing his best to avoid the arts supplies that litter floor. Except for that one damned paintbrush that is clearly against him in every possible way.

 “Fuck!” Kicking it aside, he regains his composure, taking a moment before walking toward to window once more.

 Situating himself on the window seat, he glances at the world below, soft gaze staring at nothing in particular. From this angle, he can see people rushing undercover, bicyclists geared up in heavy attire, and he can even see the traces of tire marks buried deep within the mud. Underneath him, he watches as people file into the café that sits below his studio, either coming in away from the rain or for the well-known coffee blends the place offers. Everything around him seems perfect, and yet his entire universe feels as though it is crashing down on him.

 Mindlessly taking a sip, he immediately burns his tongue and if it were not for the mug being completely full, he likely would have just thrown the damn thing out the window. All he wants is to relax and yet everything is fighting against him. Taking a small breath, he returns his focus outside, only this time to be met with the sight of drenched clothing. Next to the building across the way, he watches as a young woman searches franticly, even going so far as to life up one of the trashcans and move it inside. Despite the rain, he can clearly see the desperation in her movements, and for a moment he wonders what she could possibly be doing dressed like that out in this weather. Alone in a t-shirt, she continues to ignore the awkward stares and horrendous weather, not batting an eye even when large drops from the building above lands atop her head.

 Considering the numerous reports of heavy weather, she somehow thought it was best to be in the dead center of the storm, not far from the lightening that plagued the hills in the distance. It’s not every day that he gets to witness stupidity that rivals his own, at least on some occasions, so it is only befitting that he is slightly amused. More curious than anything he supposes. He only wonders what exactly it is she is searching for, and why the hell she won’t just go home.

“Coco! Coco!” Removing another plotted plant, you scan the surroundings for your dog, the one thing in this world that has brought you nothing but joy and happiness. Losing him is like losing your other half, and even if you have to stand out here for the rest of the night, frozen to your very core, you will absolutely do so. That’s how much he means to you.

 As you continue to search the alleyway, you feel your hope slipping. It’s been over two hours and you’ve found nothing – no clues, no witnesses. Just puddles of mud and litters of earthworms. You’ve done your best to hold in your tears until this point, but as you feel the aching in your back, the barrier you once had up breaks in an instant. The hot tears that fall down your cheeks become a stark contrast to the cold rain, and even though you feel very much alive, your mind is nothing but an empty chasm. You never thought this far ahead, what you were going to do if you didn’t end up finding him. Along the way, you had stopped by every pet store, even the animal shelter, to spread the word about the lost pup. Leaving your number and address, you hoped that you would at least hear something by now. But there’s been nothing but crickets. If Coco were to be out and roaming the streets, there’s no way he wouldn’t have been noticed. You don’t just walk past the cutest puppy with chocolate curls without at least stopping to greet it. That would be inhuman. But that only leads you to assume to worst. Kidnapping? Cold-blooded murder? You only hope he is safe and out of this weather. You will find him, that’s a promise to yourself as well. If only the wait didn’t hurt like absolute hell. If only you could convince your sporadic heart to give you a break.

 Standing up, you take one last look at your surroundings. You aren’t able to hear anything other than the patter of the rain against the awnings. Just the sound is enough to instill stiffness in your muscles. Holding your arms against your body, you try to breathe slowly, quietly, just enough to get your feet moving again. But when you see the flash of lightning, your instincts jump in and without a second’s notice, you drop to the ground just as the thunder rears it’s ugly head. God, it’s so close.

 In the reflection of the puddle at your feet, you notice a bright blue umbrella as it hovers above your head. Glancing over your shoulder, you lock eyes with a man who is likely no older than you are, wrapped in a heavy rain jacket with a scarf to match.

 “Are you alright?” He asks gently, not removing his gaze from yours. At first, you have no idea how to respond, more confused about where he came from and why he felt the need to even pay you any mind. You are caught in an entanglement of emotions, and longer you hold your tongue, the more you realize how crazy you must appear.

 “What’re you looking for?” The lack of expression on his face makes you slightly uncomfortable, unsure if he is genuinely interested or if he is just fulfilling his civic duty for the day. Despite these plaguing thoughts, you somehow find the will to respond.

 “I’m… I’m looking for my dog.”

 “What does she look like?”

 “Coco is a ‘he’. He’s brown, has curly hair and is the size of one of those French loafs at the supermarket.”

 “Oddly specific…” Crouching down, he becomes eye level with you, and just when you thought this situation couldn’t get any more awkward, he surprises you once again.

 “How long have you been out here?” Just as he speaks, he gawks at you from head to toe. If only you had something to cover yourself up with.

 “I… uh – two hours or so.” Returning your attention to the alleyway, you try to listen in on any sounds as possible clues, but just as it had been before, there is only the sound of rain.

 “I think you should take a break. You’re soaked.” For a moment, his words don’t even process in your mind and all you can feel is the cold penetrating your skin.

 “You’re gonna get sick. Let’s get you home.” Standing up, he waits for you to follow his cue, but with you still huddled on the ground, he recognizes that nothing he said had even been heard.

 When he delicately places his hand on your shoulder, you don’t even seem phased, instead moving so that you are beside him, hidden underneath the protection of the umbrella.

 “I don’t live that close to here actually… it would be a waste to go all the way home.” Not daring to make eye contact, you maintain your attention on the road ahead, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of brown fur scurrying between the potted plants.

 As he shifts awkwardly between his feet, you immediately feel guilty for all the trouble you seem to have caused. Maybe it’s best for you to just go home.

 “Well… I don’t want you to take this the wrong way or think I’m a creep or anything, but you can relax at my place if you want. I live in the room above the coffee shop behind us, you can sit by the window and watch out for… uh… Coco?” The small smile that appears on your face at the sound of his name catches you off guard, yet you can’t help your heart from beaming just at the thought of being able to hold him again.

 “Yeah… Coco.” In light of the current situation, you realize that his offer may not be the worst outcome. If anything, it will give you a chance to recharge, and considering the coffee shop is directly accessible, it likely wouldn’t hurt to grab some coffee. You don’t plan on returning home without him.

 “You know… that sounds nice. I’ll take you up on that offer. I’m just going to grab coffee first.” Nodding his head, he waits for you to lead the way, quickly following behind as he holds the umbrella above your head. With one focus in mind, you don’t even notice the way his jacket becomes victim to the downpour.

 Upon entering the shop, your senses are immediately filled with the scent of brewed coffee, and it’s as if for the first time in the past few hours that you are finally able to breathe. Walking up to the counter, you order your usual, a basic mocha to warm your numb hands and fulfill your sweet tooth. It already feels like the longest day in existence and yet night has only just begun. How you are going to make it to tomorrow without Coco, you aren’t entirely sure. But every part of you is holding on to that one sliver of hope.

When the mysterious man returns to your side, you quickly realize you had forgotten your manners.

 “I’m sorry, you did all this for me and I never asked for your name.”

“Ah… you can call me Jinhwan. Or Jay if you’d like. Either one works.” Nodding your head, you try to pin it to the front of your mind in hopes that you won’t forget. You were never great at remembering names.

 “How did you get Jay from Jinhwan? I guess there’s a ‘J’ in it, but that definitely isn’t the first nickname I would come up with.” Glancing over, you watch as he smiles brightly, the sight of his toothy grin only causing your heart to skip a beat. He became a whole different person the moment he stepped indoors.

 “Actually, it’s a sort of an alias. I’m an artist. I paint things. And that was the name I chose for the job. So most people I talk to know me through my artwork and inevitably call me Jay. My real name is Jinhwan, though.” Nodding your head, you can’t help but chuckle at the way he lit up just from talking about it.

 “I love that you’re passionate about your job. Not many people are these days.” His happy expression fades slightly, and even though he does his best to maintain his composure, you can’t help but notice the sadness in his eyes. But you decide not to push it any farther.

 Once your name is called, you quickly grab your drink, following his footsteps as he walks up the stairs hidden toward the back of the café. The creaking of the wood underneath your feet is slightly unsettling, and out of instinct, you grab the back of his jacket. It’s only when you reach the top of the steps do you realize the brevity of your impulsive habits.

 “You okay?” He asks, not bothering to turn around as he unlocks the door.

 “Yeah, fine!” The squeaking of your voice surprises you, but before you can even save yourself, you already hear him laughing. Embarrassing yourself truly is your trademark.

 Walking inside, you can’t help but appreciate the intricate details – the strung lights hung on faded wood, the small potted plants by the window, and of course the abundance of art supplies shoved into every shelf and every corner. The home of an artist really is a sight to be seen.

 “Sorry it’s a mess… I wasn’t expecting visitors. Ever.” Running his hand through his fringe, he takes a glance around as if it were the first time he was seeing his own home with new eyes.

 “You call this a mess? You should see Coco’s playroom a.k.a. my bedroom closet. It’s a disaster. This, on the other hand, is called an organized mess.” Everything seemed to have a place and even the supplies on the floor next to the piles of canvas seem like they had been lined up purposefully.

 “I guess I’ll take that as a compliment. Uh…” Clasping his hands together, he tries to collect his thoughts, and as you watch him struggle, you can’t help but smile.

 “I forgot what I was going to say. But!” Running over to the small dresser in the corner, you watch as pulls out a few articles of clothing, one of which is likely the brightest pink you’ve ever seen a man touch.

 “You can take a shower and change into these. I know you’re probably uncomfortable…” Despite doing your best to control your urges, you couldn’t help but watch his lips as he talked, trying to act normal as if his words weren’t making your heart do flips.

 “Thanks,” you grab the small pile from his arms, trying your best to control the rouge that has inexplicably taken over every inch of your face, “I really appreciate it.”

 Nodding his head, he leads you over to the restroom across from the kitchen.

 “The faucet is a little finicky sometimes so I can turn on the water for you. Do you take cold showers or hot showers?”

 “Who takes cold showers in the middle of a storm?” Realizing his mistake, he laughs it off slightly. That alone is enough to have you swooning.

 “Hot it is, then.” As you watch as he pulls at the handle, you realize the sheer amount of strength you have wouldn’t have nearly been enough to turn the water on. Even watching him turn it several times confuses the hell out of you.

 “Shouldn’t you get it replaced if it’s this difficult?” You are amazed he was even able to figure out this method in the first place.

 “It’s fine once you figure it out. It just took about 30 times to actually get it right.” Standing back up, he wipes off his hands on his pants, smiling shyly as he meets your eyes. The lighting in the bathroom is far brighter than anywhere else in this building, and for a moment, you’re convinced that you’ve been blinded by his looks alone.

 “Enjoy.” When he scurries behind you and out of the bathroom, you finally feel as though you can breathe. Being around him definitely put you on high alert. Closing the door, you take your time to pry the drenched clothes from your skin, basking in the feeling of the steam.

The moment the door closes, his tense shoulders finally relax. He’s not sure why he can’t seem to keep his heart calm, but having you in his home, in his private space, is almost killing him. Not in a bad way, he supposes, but he’s never had someone come visit him and actually stay. This is a whole new world. If only he could figure out how to act like a normal human being with social skills, then he might be able to get through the next few hours. But what if you end up staying the night?

 Shaking his head, he tries to dispel these thoughts, his dropping blood pressure making him light headed. When he notices his cup of tea on the counter, he is quickly reminded of the original task at hand – finding Coco. He can’t help but wonder how this could have happened, how this dog managed to disappear and where the hell it could possibly be. He almost hurts for you, especially after having watched you search in distress despite the heavy rain. It’s heartbreaking… but hopeful. Clinging on to that hope, he knows the feeling all too well. It’s second nature to him, especially in an occupation that relies on luck and timing. There really was no guarantee. He feels similar to you in that way, something he hasn’t felt in quite a long time. Finally being able to relate to someone… but would he really be of any help to you?

 Taking a seat by the window, he waits patiently for your return. From his position, he watches once again as the world continues moving, and in the process, he hopes that he will stumble upon a small brown blob amongst the crowd. Just so he can see you smile.

 It’s funny to him how suddenly he had fallen for your charms. Even before he had walked outside, his body ached to simply talk to you. To greet you. You, out of every person that walked by, caught his attention. Not only that, but kept it. He was so curious about your existence, and as you maneuvered around, he felt the string around his heart pull. He doesn’t believe in fate. But if he did, then you would be his only proof.

 Even as he sits here, body anxiously waiting for you to finish, he realizes just how far he’s come. Small human interactions suddenly mean the world to him, even if they are awkward and uncomfortable. Yet, he feels surprisingly comfortable with you. He really can’t wrap his mind around it.

 Looking over his shoulder, he peers at the easel. From his position, he can only see the back of the canvas, and even though the other side is entirely blank, he feels as though the entire universe had spilled its contents. The mystery, the unknown, the beauty that lies in the eyes of beholder!

 Without hesitation, he removes himself from his seat, grabbing the paintbrush as he returns to the stool. A little water, a little cerulean, and his body has taken over. The strokes come out smooth, the watercolor spilling across the page in unchained fervor. The burgundy that follows, the onyx, the gradients that have come to litter his palette are the twins of emotions that had be stowed away for safe keeping. He is no longer the pushover, no longer the failure. He is his own artist, with his own talents. With his own muse.

 It’s not long before his arm begins to ache and what normally would have taken hours, ends in all of twenty minutes. Even for his own taste, it is oddly minimalistic, but that’s what makes it more beautiful to him. He gave everything he had, down to the last drop of inspiration and even if it appears unfinished, it’s exactly as he wishes it to be.

 “That’s… beautiful.” The sudden breath down his neck forces him to jump from his seat, never once having heard the water stop or even the door to the bathroom open. When he looks over at you, he watches as you step closer to the painting, taking his place on the stool as you analyze every inch of his creation.

 “I know this may sound crass… but you are so fucking talented Jinhwan. I was gone for like ten minutes and you somehow made this… I’m in awe. I’m … honestly, I’m speechless.” The rouge that invades his cheeks burns like scolding fire. Among the few compliments he has ever received, this is the one that really means the most to him. It is of you, after all.

  “I got the urge to paint and it kinda just… happened. I know I should have asked first but I couldn’t get the image out of my head.”

 “You even matched the color of my clothes. It’s so hard to explain, but it makes me sad… I mean, it’s me and I was sad, but this is a different kind of sad… like a –”

 “Hopeful sad?” He finishes, carefully watching the way your eyes light up.

 “Yes. Exactly that.” Reaching down, you grab the coffee cup that you had set aside earlier, taking a sip as if it were second nature to you.

 “I don’t know how you did it. But I’m glad you did.” Your smile becomes infectious, and before he realizes, his expression mirrors your joy. He feels giddy inside, happy and content as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders. And for that, he is thankful.

 “Ah… I wanted to ask something of you,” you pause, “you can say no of course.” Nodding his head, he patiently waits for you to continue. At first he’s convinced that you’re going to ask him to keep it hidden away or destroy it. Maybe even give it to you. But the longer he sits there, the more anxious he inevitably becomes.

 “Is it okay if I sleep over? It’s really dark and honestly, storms terrify me more than anything else. You don’t have to worry about Coco… my dad texted me and said they found him at our neighbor’s house. I feel really guilty for bothering you like this, but I’m desperate.”

 “That’s great!” He exclaims, unable to hide his annoyingly over exaggerated enthusiasm.

 “Wait, really? Seriously, I can leave. I don’t want to burden you.” Putting his hands up, he tries to come up with an excuse to keep you around. Something that won’t result in him begging.

 “Having company is nice, please don’t leave.” Fuck.

 Your grin nearly rips his heart out, and for once he finds himself falling victim to something other than his own lack of creativity. You truly are something else.

“You know… I’m really glad this happened. I don’t know what I would have done without you.” Before he has a chance to respond, you return your attention to the painting. The fact that you’re mesmerized by it fills him with pride, but he can’t deny the fact that he’s as equally mesmerized by you.

The hours had quickly passed as you both sat by the window discussing everything from art to favorite ramen joints, and even as the clock in the corner clicked past midnight, he was not yet ready to call it a night.

 “You’re probably tired. You can sleep in my room, I just washed the sheets yesterday. I’ll be up for a while out here, so call me if you need anything.” Even as he offers his best, the subtle pained expression tells him that there’s something more you might need.

 “I-uh… this is so awkward,” you swallow, “but um-can you –”

 One thing he hates more than anything else is his lack of control. He can’t deny the fact that when he wants something, he will usually try to get it, even if it means risking everything. And yet, he’s not sure what possessed him to kiss you so abruptly, but he knows that he needed to. He wanted to. Even if it meant you would hit him, run away and disappear forever, he was willing to give it up just for a moment of intimacy. A part of him hopes that you feel the same way he does, be it just a little. It’s strange to him, really, how utterly in love with you he is. Or, he supposes, it’s infatuation, but the urgency is there. It’s always there.

 But what catches him off guard is when you finally begin to kiss him back, when the shock subsides and you find yourself crawling into his lap. He can feel it in the way you tug at the hair on the nape of his neck, the way you bite his lips in desperation for more. He wants to give you the world, if he can, to repay you for returning his. And even as he wraps his arms around your waist, he feels as if he’s dreaming. The shockwaves that spread down his spine the moment you slowly grind into him – it’s highly addictive. His lungs ache to breathe, but he holds out simply because he can’t deny how sweet you taste. Your lips are velvet against his own, this small interaction putting every past relationship he’s had to shame. To become one with something that wasn’t misery is a fairly new concept to him, and he only hopes he can express how he truly feels.

Breaking apart, he immediately scans your expression for any signs of disgust, regret, hatred, but in the moonlight, he can only see your bright eyes and swollen lips. Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Leaning forward, you both meet again, this time all sense driven from your minds. Instead, he lets your bodies speak the words which can’t be spoken, remaining still as you push up the fabric of his shirt. You place your ice-cold fingertips on his skin as you explore every inch you can reach, goosebumps following quickly behind. He feels so alive, the way in which you steal his breath away, and even in the midst of a storm, the only thing he can hear is your heartbeat. The fabric, once free, is tossed aside into the darkness, soon followed by your own. Like this, he could stay forever, admiring your body which has given him so much inspiration. He kisses you gently, along your collarbone, between your breasts and down your ribs, until every inch is explored to his satisfaction. Placing his arms underneath you, he lifts you from his lap and carries you over to the small loveseat against the wall. There, he places you on his lap once again, hoping to never lose sight of your body for as long as he can keep his eyes open.

 You allow this, you grant him this wish, instead taking initiative to move the night forward. From what he can tell, you seem just as eager, moving aside to rid yourself of the sweats you had borrowed. It is then he realizes that you had not been wearing underwear this entire time, but considering the state of your clothes earlier, he can’t say he’s entirely surprised. Really, he just assumed he would never be able to witness it in all its glory. Yet, here you are.

 In one swift motion, you remove the clothes from his waist, leaving him exposed as you take your time to admire him. Albeit being slightly embarrassed, he lets you continue, now all too aware of the state of his own body. He is naked, he is on the couch, and even with your lust filled expression, he feels oddly out of place. He believes he is undeserving of you, but you don’t seem to mind him, and his only hope is that he can at least make you feel good.

As he watches you straddle him, his heart races, reality finally slapping him in the face. You place yourself above him, grabbing his erection as you slowly sink down. Even for this, he can’t manage to keep his eyes open, lost in the way your body feels around him. He’s harder than he’s ever been, and the snug fit is doing nothing to keep him sane. He waits it out, breathing erratically as you begin to grind against him, fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders. He doesn’t have to look to know the expression on your face, he can hear it. He can hear the sighs as they fall from your lips, the skipped breaths as you start to move faster. All he can do is hold your hips and give you support, but he knows damn well that this will be over far sooner than he had originally hoped.

 “Jinhwan, look at me.” He knows it’s a command, but it’s one he can’t follow. Not if he needs the strength to hold out.

 When he feels your lips against his neck, he realizes that he made the wrong choice. This is your punishment, the vivid marks that will be left once you’re done. You suck hard on his skin, biting down in some spots and licking in others, and he swears the stars that are forming behind his eyes weren’t originally there. Yet he can’t help the way in which his erection twitches inside of you, every sensation bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

 “Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” Your sudden outburst pulls him from euphoria, but just as he had left, he is quickly thrown back into the madness. The way you skillfully bounce on his shaft overpowers anything he had felt this entire night, and he can’t help but admire your stamina as you try to reach your own high. Even on the brink of orgasm, he can only focus on you, your image created by the dim lighting and the moans that have since gotten louder. Removing one hand from your waist, he places his thumb at your clit, rubbing to match the pace of your movements. Very quickly, he watches you fall apart, the quaking of your legs indicating that you are reaching your peak. He can feel your juices against his thighs, and as he lies back to witness you come undone, he knows that he won’t be falling too far behind. The slapping sound that resonates off the walls is like music to his ears, mixed in with the sounds of your groans, it’s a symphony. He watches carefully, the way your face contorts with pleasure, to help him hold onto reality. Even as you clench around him, a cry ripping from your throat as you cum, he’s not sure if he’ll be able to remove himself in time.

 “Cum in me.”

 “What?” He must have heard you wrong.

 “Do it Jinhwan.” Fuck!

 All it took were those few words to end him, for him to spill everything he had deep inside of you as if it were the most conventional thing in the world. You have his entire existence wrapped around your finger, and only after a few hours, you knew exactly how to use him.

 “Sorry, was that too much?” Opening his eyes, he looks up at you, watching as you push a strand of hair behind your ears.

 “No, it was perfect. Don’t worry.” Without warning, you remove yourself from his lap, and the cold air that rushes against his soft dick nearly kills him.

 “Are you sure you’re okay?” You ask, placing your chin on his shoulder.

 “Fantastic.” His monotone response isn’t even close to how he truly felt on the inside. Honestly, his dick hurts.

 “I’m sorry~” If he could give you a medal for being the most adorable human on the planet, he would. The cutest apology he’s ever heard, it’s almost as if the pain was nonexistent. Almost. 

 “I know you already took one, but how ‘bout we take another shower, yeah?”

 Nodding happily, you kiss him on the forehead, and just like that, his heart is healed.

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Inspiration- Scenario

Warnings: Smut, swearing, degrading talk

Word Count: 3639

Requested: Yes

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You released a sigh as you stared at the bright screen of your laptop, the words that decorated the screen beginning to blend together as you tried to think of something to write. You were a fairly well know erotica novelist and you were expected to be releasing your newest book by the end of the following month. As time dragged on, however, you began thinking that it would be best to alert those who were awaiting the release of the novel that it would be postponed.

When you heard your door open, you didn’t even bother looking behind you to see who it was. The only person who had access to your apartment and the only one who bothered to visit was your manager and editor. Within the last week, you were thinking about taking away his key to the apartment but you knew well enough that he would drop you in a heartbeat if you cut off his source of checking up to ensure you were writing effectively. When his voice rang through the apartment, she almost let out a groan.

“You need to find inspiration to finish this novel. We have to have it out by next month. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans, would you?” he questioned.

“No, Jinhwan, I wouldn’t. I just can’t seem to find anything. I’ve been in my own dry spell and obviously that’s reflecting on my writing,” you grumbled out the last part, glaring angrily at the only source of light in your apartment.

The man snickered a bit before he spoke up again. “Step away from it for a day or two and see if you can find any inspiration for it within that time. If not, just step into your imagination. Make it wild. Make it realistic in an unrealistic world, just do what you have to do to get it finished.” with that, he left you on your own, though not without turning on the light in your room before walking out, causing you to squint and flinch slightly at the sudden burst of light.

The following afternoon, you had found yourself seated in front of your best friend, Demetri, at a cafe near your house. He had been questioning you about the novel and had taken on a bit of a pity look when you explained that you were in a rut. He had told you pretty much the same thing Jinhwan had told you the night before before he was suddenly called out of the short meeting by his boyfriend, Jinho.

With a sigh, you sat by yourself and finished off your coffee. As you were on your way to throw out the cup, you heard some girls frantically talking about some underground dancer. Letting your curiosity take over, you turned to them and spoke.

“Where’s this show your talking about taking place?” you questioned, eyes glittering in interest as you looked at them, making you look more awake than you had looked over the last few days.

“Uh…” one of the girls started, clearly startled. “It goes on in a couple of hours at Cake Shop…” the woman stated, looking to her friend to save her from the situation. Before the other one could speak up, however, you had already thrown away your cup and were making the trek back to your house, wondering if the club was where you could find you inspiration.

About an hour before the show started, you found yourself staring down at three dresses that laid out on your bed. One was a green/blue velvet, sleeveless dress that kept itself completely up with a choker. The second of the three was a sequined black dress that had thin straps and stopped at about the bottom of the thigh. The final one was a deep, crimson color that had a plunging neckline, and stopped at about mid-thigh.

Within a few seconds, you had decided on the red dress, figuring it would draw the most attention to you that night. If you were going to find any inspiration for the story, you were going to have to pull eyes to yourself and see who would take the bait first. If they were interesting enough, you would just have to bring them home and hope the rest of the night went well.

Now, after changing into the red dress, you found yourself standing in front of the mirror in your bathroom, looking over the dark eye makeup you had on. This consisted of a blackish gray eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and mascara to make your eyelashes look longer. You hadn’t done much for the overall face aside from foundation and you had done your lips in a very complimenting color. Over all, you looked beautiful and readily fuckable.

Finishing with the final touches, you made your way out of your room and into the main part of the flat, grabbing your wallet, phone and keys before walking out.  Quickly hopping into your car, you made your way to Cake Shop, ready to find someone who would hopefully be able to spark your inspiration again.

Upon reaching the underground club, you stepped inside, marvelling at the lights and music that sounded through the place. Checking your phone, you realized you had about twenty minutes before the dancer went up and did his thing. Walking over to the bar, you seated yourself and ordered a drink, using it as a way to to pass the time before the dancer went up on stage.

As time inched on, you were becoming quite disappointed that nobody had even so much as stopped by to talk to you. You also came to notice that a large portion of the bar patrons were there with their significant others, making it additionally more difficult to catch the sheep that you needed and wanted.

When it finally came time for the dancer, whose stage name you picked up on to be “Jay”, you made your way closer to the stage, curious about the hype that came about when the man was spoken about. When he was introduced to the stage by the DJ, the lights didn’t cease to continue moving and instead, you were left wondering who the man was and if you would get the chance to see his face at all during, or after, the performance.

With a beer in hand, you watched as he began to move his body sensually to the mid-tempo beat that was booming through the room. The longer he danced and the longer you watched, you could feel an odd desire for the man building within you. While it may just be that you had been in a personal dry spell and the way he moved seemed to be something that promised a good time, there was also a feeling of… familiarity with the man. Like you knew him from somewhere and the hidden desire was coming to the surface while you watched him.

All too soon, the song and dance was over and he was left exiting the stage. Following him with your eyes, you began to weave through the crowd, meaning to catch him on his way out the door. Unfortunately, you had gotten caught one too many times and he was already out the door, but you had managed to burst out into the chilly night and catch up to him, grabbing his shoulder and turning him around quickly.

What you hadn’t expected to see was your editor and manager, Jinhwan. It had left you in a shocked state but you quickly pulled yourself out of it, as you composed yourself to speak. Instead of your normal voice, however, it dipped down just a bit lower and became extremely sultry towards the man.

“Why don’t we have a talk at my apartment, Jinhwan? I think there’s some things we need to know about one another.” You looked up at him through your lashes, catching the surprised look on his face as he silently nodded, pulling open the passenger door for you.

“I… wasn’t expecting to see you here, Y/N,” he said, shock still weighing down his mind a bit as well as wondering what the hell you were doing looking so devilishly sexy. In his mind, all he could think about was tearing the dress from your body and having his way with you right in the car. What he didn’t know was that you felt very much the same towards him.

When he began to drive, you began to speak. “I didn’t know you could dance so well, Jinhwan. It was certainly a sight to behold…” you purred out, letting your hand drift over to his knee and grip the fabric that wrapped the man’s leg so tightly and perfectly.

His breath seemed to have hitched in his throat a slight bit before he responded, a blush now dusting his cheeks. “T-Thanks, Y/N. I’m glad you enjoyed the sh-” he suddenly clenched his jaw shut as you began to roughly palm his already growing erection.

“You already seem to be enjoying this, Jinhwan,” your said teasingly, leaning over the middle counsel to get closer to him, destroying the distance between you and him.

“And you need to wait until we get to your apartment, Y/N,” he manage to get out without so much as a breathy groan or moan at your continued adminitrastions.

“But isn’t this more exciting?” you breathed into his ear, biting down gently on his ear lobe.

“It is, but you need to wait. This could get dangerous and I don’t want to crash the car because of you,” he ground out sternly, taking up a strong dominant aura.

“Yes, sir,” you said, dropping back down in your seat, now pulling your hands into your lap and remaining obedient until you reached the apartment, though not without the occasional glance in his direction, your eyes clearly portraying what you wanted him for more than your current actions could.

As soon as the two of you stepped into the apartment, it didn’t take very long for you to get to action. After pushing him back into your room and onto your bed, which consequently resulted in crushed papers and papers falling onto the floor, you had positioned yourself to straddle him, teasingly grinding yourself down on him. You grinned as you heard the quiet groans slipping past his lips before you finally dragged the dress, which had decided to pool at your hips, above your head and toss it off to the side. As soon as he was able to take in the entirety of your body without clothes, he almost let out an animalistic growl.

“Such a naughty girl…” he began, “no bra… You really must have been meaning to go all out to find your inspiration tonight,” his voice became more of a purr towards the end as he watched you undo his belt and the button to his pants before pulling everything down.

Your eyes followed as his erection sprang up to settle against his abdomen, leaving you watering at the mouth. He was certainly more than you had expected in every way. He was thicker and longer and you knew you were in for a good night that night.

Quickly, you set to work with first pleasing him with your mouth. Licking a stripe on the underside of his length, you teased the head for a few moments before you took the entirety of his cock in your mouth. Almost expertly, you began to bob your head up and down, delivering Jinhwan with the best blowjob you could manage.

At the moment, you were completely focused on sucking him off until he demanded that you look at him. Immediately, you did so, keeping your eyes trained on his as you continued your administrations. Not much longer after, however, he began thrusting his hips up erratically, fucking your face and causing you gag around his cock and pricks of tears to appear at the edge of your eyes. You pushed on however, ignoring the feeling of saliva spilling from the sides of your mouth and instead focusing on the sound of Jinhwan’s deep groans that let you know how good you were making him feel.

When he finally pulled himself out of your mouth, your were a panting mess. This didn’t put a slow to Jinhwan’s roll, however as he quickly flipped you onto your back, attaching his lips to your neck. He kissed and bit at various places until he found the perfect spot that made you moan slightly. Quickly, he picked up in that area for a few more moments before moving down, kissing down your neck and chest until he reached your breasts. With his teeth, he bit around the surface of your left breast and used his right hand to pinch and roll your harded right nipple in his hand. Finally, after what felt like forever, he took your left nipped in his mouth, scraping it lightly with his teeth before flicking his tongue over it a few times. All the while, he was eliciting quiet moans from your mouth as you tried to urge him to continue down. Already, you could feel that your panties were soaked through with your arousal and you wanted nothing more than him to fuck you on the spot.

“Jinhwan,” you whined out. “Please touch me.” the words left your mouth in a desperate plea as you rolled your hips up into where his torso was pressed against you.

“Such a needy girl. How bad do you need me, Y/N?” he questioned quietly, letting his left hand crawl downwards onto your thigh before stopping there, teasing you through your drenched panties.

“I need you so bad. I would do anything for you to fuck me, Jinhwan. I need it,” you were a writhing mess under his gentle touches and you wished that he would just touch you properly already.

He let out a mock of a thoughtful hum before his hand left your mound and slowly began to drag your lacey panties down your thighs before taking them off completely and tossing them with where your dress was.

“You look so beautiful spread out before me like this, Y/N. A needy, desperate little whore who would fuck anyone for inspiration. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Sir,” you let out in a high pitched moan to his answer. Just as you were going to ask him to touch you again, you let out a gasp as he wasted no time in using two fingers to stretch you out. You let your eyelids flutter shut before snapping them back open at the feeling of a stinging pain on your thigh.

“Keep your eyes open,” he scolded as he continued to pump his fingers inside of you. He praised the way you felt around his digits as well as the moans that you failed to stifle from falling out of your mouth and were surely annoying your neighbors.

“Ah, f-fuck,” you moaned out, meaning to tell him that you were about to cum. All the sudden, however, he pulled his fingers from within you, earning a whimper from you due to the loss of contact.

“You’re not allowed to cum just yet, baby girl. I’m not out of my shirt,” he teased, using his clean hand to tug lightly at the collar. As you kept your eyes on him, he moved the hand he just fingered you with to his mouth, popping his fingers in and licking them clean from your arousal. For whatever reason, this made you want him inside of you even more and you couldn’t help but to voice that to him.

“Please hurry up and fuck me, Jinhwan,” you whined out, letting you own hand creep down in hopes of finishing the job yourself before he swatted your hand away.

“You’ve gotta be a good girl, Y/N else I can’t. Can you be a good girl for me?”

“Yes, sir. I can be good. Just please, please fuck me,” you continued to beg, looking him dead in the eyes as you did so, hoping to elicit some sort of reaction.

Though there was nothing visible on his face, when you let your eyes wander South, you were able to note the angry red color to his cock and he was clearly in need of a release as much as you were.

He didn’t take much longer to jump back onto the mattress, further crumpling and knocking pages off of the bed, before he had himself placed just at the edge of your entrance, teasing you for a moment before he slipped, easily done through the amount of juices that coated you and were slicking your thighs at this point. For a moment, he refused to move, letting you adjust to his size before he began to thrust slowly.

He kept the pace up for a few more seconds before he began to speed up, letting the room fill with your moans and the sound of skin slapping skin. He filled you and stretched you perfectly and it was a wonder you hadn’t found yourself trying to seduce him earlier on in your working relationship.

At this point, he was fucking you so hard that the bed was rocking back and forth and he was panting and grunting with each thrust, his hot breath tickling your ear. You felt the previously ruined knot in your stomach return as he continued to rock into you and, before long, you felt the need to let him know you were going to cum.

“J-Jinhwan, I’m gonna cum,” you moaned out, your hands finding their way to his shoulder and your nails digging into the skin lightly.

“Good. Cum around me, baby. Cum on my cock,” he whispered in your ear as he continued to thrust inside of you. Just before you were about to do so, he managed to hit your g-spot and cause you to let out possibly one of the loudest moans you had ever heard from your own throat. Not much longer after, however, he let himself empty inside of you. You could hardly care from how well you felt after that, but somewhere in the back of your mind you made a mental note to remember to take your pill the following morning.

Jinhwan didn’t immediately drop beside you, like you were expecting. Instead, he headed to the bathroom and grabbed a rag, using it to first clean himself up before cleaning you. Once he was done, however, he moved the rest of the papers from his side before crawling into bed with you and deciding it time to fall asleep.

The following morning, you had expected him to slip out when he woke up. Instead, however, you found him in the kitchen making food for the two of you. With a slight release of breath, you stepped into the kitchen and hopped onto the only clear part of the counter you could find. “I want you to be my inspiration until I finish this novel. If I’m lucky, I can have it done in a couple of weeks and you can be free to do your own thing but… last night… I had such a good time that I couldn’t think of giving it up when it suddenly hit me with some ideas for the novel,” you blurted out after a moment. Jinhwan turned to you, rather calmly, and nodded.

“Alright. I can do that. It’s a fair request as long as it doesn’t turn out that world-renowned erotica novelist and her editor are fucking,” he responded.

“Of course not. This is strictly between me and you.”

“Then we have ourselves a deal,” he finished with a smirk as he scraped your part of the food onto a plate, passing it to you before making his own. “I’m sure I can give you plenty of ideas for your novel,” he muttered with a smirk, watching as a gentle blush rose to your cheeks as you ate.

Over the following weeks, you and Jinhwan had had quite a few exciting moments from fucking in a public bathroom, to him finger fucking you at a company dinner, to him having you against a window and pounding into you as the sun set, daring anyone to look up and see him having his way with you.

Over these weeks, you had found the best inspiration for your novel and, about two weeks before it was supposed to be published, you finally finished it. When you did, you let out a happy squeal, prompting Jinhwan (who had previously been in the living room) to come rushing to your room.

“I finally finished the novel!” you said happily, spinning in your chair to face him.

“Oh wow! Glad to hear!” he said. However, you could hear the false positivity, which confused you greatly.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… I was kind of getting attached. Not just because of the sex but… emotionally. I was able to see a side of you that I couldn’t have seen as just being your editor…” he muttered, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“How about we stay together then. You can be my continued source for inspiration and it doesn’t have to be just about sex anymore. We can be together as a normal couple,” you responded, standing up and placing a hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes. “I don’t want to let you go either.”

When he finally looked into your eyes, he nodded. “Then that’s what we’ll do. I love you too much to let go just because you finished your novel, Y/N,” he responded before pressing his lips to your mouth. “I love you…”

“I love you too, Jinhwan.”

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[iimaginekpop]

hi could I request a cuddles and hugs with jinhwan bullet point scenario? Thank you in advance and take your time~ ☺️

I separated the two things, which I hope you don’t mind! Thank you for requesting!

(Also I don’t do scenarios, so I just kind of explained how it would be? Which I hope is fine with you :3)

Hugs:

His hugs always seem extremely warm???

Like boy, you hiding a million hot packs on your body or something??

But they would also be just super comfortable

Whether it is a short or a long hug, if you’re taller or shorter

He just goes all in

Has a habit of placing your head in his neck

Like he will keep one hand on your head just to make sure your head stays there

The other hand will be placed on one of your shoulder blades

Sometimes he giggles

But it’s a secret so shhh

Just overall a really great hugger, whom you will want to hug all the time

Cuddles:

Cuddles probably won't happen too often

mostly on lazy days or when he is sleepy

also if one of you are sad, but asdfghjkl plz don't be sad

Insists on being the big spoon

Now you may think it would be because of some manliness thing

but no, you’re mistaken

he just kinds of likes to feel your butt pressed... uhm

anyway

that's is what he would say if you asked him

it may also be because he likes the way your hair smells idk

neither does he, it's just nice okay

the type who will talk a lot at first

in the end, you will know every detail of the lunch he had

slowly he will start to be sleepy

and maybe actually fall asleep

sometimes not though

(will “by accident” wake you up if you fall asleep unless he knows you’re really tired)

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[roh-tae]

3:15

words - 1,011

featuring - jinhwan x reader; in this the reader calls jinhwan jay

genre - fluff

a/n - this one is a bit on the shorter side, but I thought it was cute how it was and I didn’t want to throw a bunch of stuff in there that wasn’t needed

Rolling over Jinhwan sighed as he looked at your frame curled up next to him, peacefully sleeping while he was wide awake. In the morning he would be flying off to a different city, the first of many, for iKON’s world tour. In the beginning leaving wasn’t as hard, especially when the length of him being gone wasn’t as long as it was now. But now with Jinhwan taking on more and more projects in addition to iKON’s schedules, he hated leaving you. 

“Baby~” 

Jinhwan ran his thumb over your cheek as he whispered to you, slightly waking you as you shifted next to him. “Hmm?”  

“Can you wake up? I, I can’t sleep.” 

Rubbing your eyes you slowly sat up, looking down at Jinhwan you could see something was wrong. “What is it Jay?” Slightly smiling he took your hand in his as he looked at the ceiling. “Let’s go do something.” 

Laughing to yourself you checked the time, “um Jay, it’s a quarter after three, what did you have in mind?” 

Without answering he convinced you to trust him and the two of you got dressed and headed out the door. Walking down the street, your destination unknown, Jinhwan just held your hand tight as the occasional city sound was the only noise being made. 

Jinhwan just kept on down the sidewalk with you by his side, the two of you eventually ending up at a convenient store. “You woke me up at 3:15 to get ice cream?” 

“What? We used to do this all the time, walk here late at night and get some snacks.” “Yeah, but not when you had a flight the next morning.” you checked the time on your phone, still protesting his idea “You have to leave for the airport in like 3 hours. You should be sleeping babe, let’s just go home.” 

His grip tightened on your hand as he shot you a pouting look. “Babe, I only have 3 hours with you until I’m gone for the next 4 months, and this is how I want to spend them. Humor me, please.” 

You could see in his eyes how unhappy he was to be leaving you, and though you knew he’d regret not sleeping before his flight, you didn’t want to take away from his last bit of time with you.

“Okay, vanilla for you and chocolate for me. Now where should we go, the park?” Taking your ice cream from him with a smile, you followed Jinhwan as he led the way to the park nearby. Sitting on a bench not far from the water you two began eating your ice cream, the wind blowing through the trees as you two were silent. 

“Jay, what’s different this time?” 

He looked at you confused, “I just mean, you’ve never really had a hard time leaving before. What’s different now?” 

He slightly chuckled as he placed his ice cream back in its wrapper. “I don’t know. I’ve never left you for so long before, so maybe I’m just, scared?” “Scared? Of what?” Now you were the one laughing, you couldn’t imagine what it was that he would be scared of. Jinhwan had been traveling near and far for years now, he was surely used to it. 

“Losing you.” 

You almost choked on your ice cream at his words. “Why would you lose me?” “It’s 4 months y/n, that’s a long time. And, I’m just scared of us growing apart. Falling out of love.” 

His slight smile from before had faded and you could see that he was genuinely nervous that this could happen to you two. But you were confident that nothing bad would happen, that the relationship could make it through 4 months. 

“Jay, I know it’s longer than we have been apart before. But, we can FaceTime. And when we can’t do that we can text. And if we can’t talk for a bit, it’s okay. You’re going to be working, and I can understand that. I don’t want you to be scared or to think for a second that we might lose each other. Because that’s not going to happen, I promise. If we’ve made it this far, I think we can handle a few months apart.”

“You sound so confident. How did I land a girl like you?” Jinhwan’s fingers intertwined with yours as he smiled up at you. “Oh please, I should be asking how I landed such an amazingly talented superstar like you! One who gets to travel the world performing for so many people every night.” 

Jinhwan just blushed, shaking his head as he pulled you close to him, his hands resting at your hips as you stood in front of him. “I’m serious babe. You really are amazing. You never once have been afraid of this relationship suffering because of me being on the road all the time, or spending late nights in the studio. You’re just, perfect.” 

A slight blush appeared on your cheeks, “I mean, I’m not perfect. I’m just, optimistic.” The two of you laughed as you rested your hands on Jinhwan’s shoulders. “I don’t like to think about the possible negatives because then that stuff might happen. There’s already enough stress and stuff that comes from dating you and your job, so I just try to be as positive as I can be. Plus who knows, maybe time apart will make our relationship stronger.”

“That sounds great babe, but I’m still gonna be counting down the days until I see you again.” 

“Ugh don’t do that Jay, you’ll drive yourself crazy. Just, enjoy your time being all over the world with the boys. We will talk when we can, and we will see each other in a few months.” 

You leaned in, giving Jinhwan a soft kiss as he held onto you tight. Pulling away you rested your forehead against his as you smiled down at him. 

“Sounds great babe, but we still have 2 hours until I need to leave, you’re not getting rid of me just yet.”

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[milkybonya]

Can I request an iKON reaction when their idol!s/o faints on stage please?

since i’m currently listening to iKON, i thought i would write this~~~

[ot7]

Warnings: angst! mentions of fainting/injury

Jinhwan

so you just performed before iKON

and you’re dating in secret so if Jinhwan ran up to you on stage

people would find it suspicious

he had to perform

he got on stage and was trying to hold in tears the entire time

he’s so out of it

messing up lyrics

he honestly just wants to sing quickly and find you to make sure you’re okay

as soon as it’s done

he bolts out of the venue and takes a taxi to the hospial

Yunhyeong

this boy does not care who’s watching

he throws off his jacket and runs to you

from one side to the other

pushing everyone aside because he’s not letting anyone else touch you

his mind is in a frazzled state

pushes your hair out of your face and calls your name repeatedly

“[y/n]? [y/n]? Can someone please come help?”

literally helps carry you backstage and stays with you on your way to the hospital

didn’t even tell his manager LOL

he fully just left with you in the middle of a music show

Bobby

was watching your live performance from the couch

although the camera pans away to hide you fainting

he notices and gets up right away

calls your manager

when they don’t answer

he runs all the way to the venue

he’s not in the right state of mind to take a cab

literally runs

to find out that you’ve been taken to the hospital

so he runs to the hospital too

Hanbin

was busy in his studio when it happened

found out through a text from Bobby

immediately leaves to go to the hospital

no one can reach him for the rest of the day because he’s right by your side

tells you to eat well and rest so this won’t happen again

“please take care of yourself, [y/n]”

upset that he realized through a text from Jinhwan so he arrived a little late

promises he’ll never let this happen again

“i’ll always be there in case anything happens”

Donghyuk

in the middle of an interview

everyone is informed that a member from a group that was performing just fainted

he knew that you were performing on stage while iKON was being interviewed

hears your name thrown around

“we just got confirmation that [y/n] has fainted,” whispers a reporter

but he clearly hears it

is so shocked

literally can’t think straight for the rest of the interview

just wants it to end

runs to find your group members and manager after the interview

Junhoe

gif speaks for itself

breaks down into tears from the waiting room

as you fainted during your rehearsal

the cameramen forget to pan away from you

and he sees you knocked out cold on the floor

he’s never seen you in such a helpless state

starts sobbing and can’t stop

iKON members try to console him but it’s not working

he can’t hear anything

suddenly gets up and runs to the stage to find you

Chanwoo

hears about it as he’s getting ready to go on stage

blanks out for a bit

he’s honestly angry

angry at the company and your manager for not taking care of you

angry at himself for not checking in with you more

he stays relatively calm on the outside

but honestly he’s tearing up

and raging inside

not able to perform properly and has an angry talk with your group members

goes to the hospital and stays there until you get discharged

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