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xotaemintol · 10 months

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(Ot5 ofc) SHINee As Your Boyfriend HC: Black Girl Edition (slight nsfw)

“Love is so nice” - JONGHYUN

Mostly SFW but it includes slightly or very nsfw themes at least once for everyone, if you are uncomfortable with that, feel free to leave feedback and tell me how it could be more comfortable for you or scroll :)

JINKI

-Buys you bonnets from different places made out of different materials, he once bought you an extremely expensive silk bonnet from Italy because he thought that you’d like it and that it would look good on you

-He loves it when you do different hairstyles, he loves your hair period, and loves anytime you change it or anytime you do something you’ve done before, he just loves your hair in general and loves to play in it, he’ll even put flowers in your hair when you’re going on walks and take adorable pictures of your hair with pretty flowers in it. he once made you a flower crown to wear and posted it on Instagram, everyone lost their minds and kept begging him to post more of you because they loved the pictures so much

-He’ll sit with you and wait for you to finish getting your nails done, even if it takes 15 minutes to 4 hours, he’ll wait and pay for it when you get done, then he won’t let you lift a finger when they are finished and gives you princess treatment, he loves the sound that they make when you type, it’s not usually loud, but the small tapping sounds always make him feel so relaxed and at home

-Your family invited him over for dinner so they could meet him and he sang for them, afterward he ate and experienced the itis, but he didn’t even make it back home before he fell asleep full and satisfied, he said that if you ever feed him like that again he’d marry you blind. He always asks when the next time you’ll visit your family is because he loves their cooking, they even sent food once because he kept asking about it and when he tried the peach cobbler he got literally weak in the knees and almost put it over cake

-He almost turns into a dog whenever he sees you putting on lotion, you’ll be sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing your legs down and he’ll come in and be like “Are you trying to seduce me? It’s working.” It’s like he goes into heat when he sees you fresh out of the shower and even in the shower, not just because you’re naked but because seeing you lathered up just sets off something in his head and gives him the unstoppable urge to be inside of you, he’ll literally go from “You’re so pretty, my pretty girl” to “I need to fuck you, now.” Like soft cuddly boyfriend Jinki, to daddy Jinki in seconds just from seeing you putting on lotion

JONGHYUN

-Steals your bonnet and wears it himself, he’ll wear it to dance practice or to recordings and when someone asks what it is he’ll be like “Oh, it’s my girlfriend, she usually wears it to sleep, but it fell off last night so I took it:)”

-Posts heavily edited pictures of you on Twitter and calls you beautiful in the caption even though the picture is distorted, he posts pretty pictures of you all the time but likes to switch it up and will post a picture of you sleeping with drool down the side of the face or with food on your face because he thinks it's cute when you whine about it. He especially likes to post pictures of you during wash day, he thinks that it’s cute, he likes to shape your hair into horns or do the early 2000’s mustache thing and post pictures of it

-Once someone said that your hair was too ‘wild’ and he had Shawols attack them and the person apologized and then deleted their account, once he made the two of you his profile picture when a certain colorist idol made a comment about your relationship, he posted a bunch of pictures of the two of you together and made it clear to everyone that he didn’t care about their opinions on his relationship with you and Shawols were quick to call out that person and after an overwhelming amount of well deserved backlash he apologized, but Jonghyun kept his profile picture as you and him because not only does he love the picture, but he always wants it to be clear that it doesn’t matter what anyone says, he’d love you if you were blue

-Sends you one million texts in three seconds and when you don’t respond in 0.1 he’ll have a whole fit and swear that you’re trying to break up with him and will have an attitude when he gets home because you took five minutes to respond every time he texted you even though it took you five minutes to read all the texts he sent. He hates it when you take too long to respond but tries not to get too upset, you only make it worse by spoiling him with attention and picking up your phone for him no matter what, so you fully expect him to complain when you take a little longer than usually to respond

-His texts consist of ‘I miss you’, memes or pictures of SHINee, pictures of him extremely close to the camera, pictures of him shirtless, videos of him chasing Minho around because he called him short, steamy texts that would make his PR team faint, thirty voice messages all sent within a minute of each other, and lengthy heartfelt texts about how he loves you so much and how you’re the most beautiful girl in the whole world and how he he’d get your face tattooed on his brain if he could

-Is a victim to sundress season, something about you in a sundress with your hair done and a smile on your face sends this man off the rails and he swears that he’s not a perv but will intentionally go out and buy you a sundress that’s too short and too low for you to wear out in public, but perfect for you to wear in front of him

KIBUM

-Steals your bonnet part.2 but only because he thinks they look good on him, he wore it once because you put it on him and after that, he'll wear it himself whenever you aren't and if it falls off when you're sleeping because he wakes up before you, he'll slip it back on for you and then take a picture of you so he can send it to you later and tell you about how he's such a sweet boyfriend for keeping your hair safe

-Once he took it instead and went to dance practice with it on and left it there by accident so he ended up buying a new one on the way home, when you asked about the one he took he pretended like he didn’t know what you were talking about

-Sooooo much gossiping, you’ll see something online and show it to him and be like “baby! Look at this!” And he’ll get just as messy as you, “Oh no honey! This is all wrong!” (I can’t stop thinking about the fact that he’s definitely the type to get messy with you and then make out with you because he thinks your attitude is hot like)

-Even if he comes home late he’ll stay up longer to do your skincare routine with you and will even help you with your hair, if you need to put it in a protective style before bed or wrap it up, retwist it, comb it, brush it, curl it, wash it, or cut it off, he’ll help you with it because he loves how beautiful your hair is and will always help you maintain it

-The type of boyfriend to sit with a face mask on with you, help you with your nails, and listen to you talk about your day and get all engaged in it as if he was there, the “Oh! And then what?!” Type, and even though he’s listening he’ll start giving you those “I want you right now” eyes just because something about your voice and the way you look turns him on, then sets you back five steps by ruining your hair because he found you just talking attractive and decided that it would be an amazing idea to fuck before bed (it was)

MINHO

-The type to slip your bonnet back on if he wakes up in the middle of the night and sees it off because he knows that you don’t want your hair to be ruined, it makes him feel so proud of himself for having such a beautiful girlfriend, he loves how you look when you're sleeping with your bonnet on, cuddled up to the pillows and sleeping on the bed he bought, he'll go out of his way to buy you bonnets (you already have too many) just because he likes to see you in them

-Super supportive type, If you want to try a new style he’s the first to tell you that it’ll look amazing, you want to post a picture of yourself that you think others may not like he’ll be the one to encourage you to do what you want

-If you wear a lipliner prepare for it to only last for about five minutes because he’d kiss it all off and be like “It looked pretty! What was I supposed to do? Aren’t your lips for me to kiss?!”

-Posts vague pictures of you because he wants to show you off but understands if you aren’t ready to go completely public yet, so he’ll post pictures of you with a bouquet he bought, pictures of you in front of the sun setting, pictures of your hands while you’re out at dinner, pictures of your hands with a pretty ring he bought, and as many more that he can without overwhelming you, but when you finally do get comfortable enough to show your beautiful face, he’s immediately like “Oh! We have to do this challenge! We should do that one dance!”

-Would also wait for you while you get your nails done, he’ll help you pick out a color or shape and if you get a color he likes then he’ll go crazy about it and post pictures of your hands on his story

-Likes to spoil you and get your hair and nails done as often as you want, something about pleasing a woman as beautiful as you turns him on and even though you’d probably just get your hair done he’ll ruin it in half the time it took to finish it, if you get braids he’ll try his hardest not to pull or do too much grabbing since he knows that it hurts, but anything else and he’s pulling like he lost his mind

TAEMIN

-Bought a matching bonnet because he thinks it looks cute on you so now you, Kkoong, Daeng, and Taemin wear one to bed and even just to lounge around the house, he loves how domestic and cozy his apartment looks with his cat babies and his girlfriend matching with pajamas on and a bonnet

-Lipliner/lipstick or gloss ruiner part two only it’s ruined because you kept kissing his face, he doesn’t mind how sticky the gloss can be or the marks on his cheeks and lips, he actually thinks that it’s cute and will leave the house like that when he can

-Unfortunately, he won’t sit with you while you get your nails done, he’s too much of an introvert for that, but he will FaceTime you and hold the phone even if you aren’t talking about anything, even the silence is comfortable for the both of you so he doesn’t mind it at all, especially because he ends up missing you while you’re out

-He started using your lotion because he likes how soft it makes your skin but he uses so much that it’s always gone in a week, so you made him promise to buy more every time he uses the last of it and he always does

-You’ll post a picture of yourself dressed up and even though he never likes or comments on them, he’ll send you a text about it and be like “when I get home be ready” you posted a picture of yourself in a sundress and this man turned into a dog, right after he finished recording he sent you a text saying “keep that on, I need you in that tonight” needless to say, Taemin falls victim to sundress season

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kikisfuneralservice · 1 year

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just us - kim jonghyun x reader

summary: no one knew you like your best friend did... could you stand just to be friends?

fn!reader x kim jonghyun

4.2k words

rating: M - explicit (fluffy ;-;) sexual content

*ALL CONTENT IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND NON-ASSOCIATIVE WITH ANY OF SHINEE OR SM ENTERTAINMENT- PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES!*

It was hot out… really hot.

Well, it wasn’t necessarily hot outside today, but it sure felt like it; the large turtleneck around your neck made the weather seem so much hotter than it actually was. Fashion is pain, you thought to yourself as you swallowed roughly, looking around somewhere for a bottle of water. Maybe if you swallowed hard enough it would quench your thirst. (It did not) You quickly looked to your friend, making eye contact with Jonghyun next to you who smiled softly at you.

“Feeling okay?” he asked quietly into your ear as you nodded numbly, your eyes glancing around for any outlet to escape. He hummed, watching your eyes, tracking the movement around the vicinity of the area. “Are you feeling alright, Y/N?”

“I’m fine,” you said lowly, brushing off his comment. You didn’t need him worrying about you; but it would be nice, you thought. You wanted his help so badly, but you didn’t want to be so much of a burden to him. “I’m just… tired.” He furrowed his eyebrows, not taking your answer as all-around truthful, studying your demeanor.

“Do you wanna go home?” You felt his eyes on you, not turning your head and taking a deep breath. He wants to be here, you thought, we can’t just leave. You could tell that as soon as you both had arrived, he was beyond excited; you managed to snag last-minute seats that you had chosen for an outdoor concert. You always tried to look your best for him, sporting an outfit that he had told you he liked on you before, which included an oversized turtleneck.

“It’s okay,” you told him, “I promise.” The two of you always had a bit of a situationship happening: You went on dates that promptly failed every time, and Jonghyun was a little picky when it came to finding someone just right that he liked. Sometimes, the two of you would just go on “dates” as friends, knowing the other was still in the process of finding someone, but still wanting to spend some quality time together. Sure, his opinion mattered to you, but what he meant to you felt different than most of your friends… You almost wanted to impress him.

“Y/N,” he whined, moving an arm to wrap around your back and pulling you to his side, causing you to yelp. He laughed, rubbing your back gently: “Tell me if you want to go home—I won’t be offended.”

“I want to go home,” you told him, eliciting a smile from him. “There are too many people here, and this turtleneck is hot, and I am overwhelmed.” You bit the inside of your lip, feeling Jonghyun’s touch on you. He did everything he could in his being for you, but you always felt like you’d flake out when it came to things that he wanted to do; there was no way out of it.

“Why didn’t you say that?” he asked, studying your blank expression, searching for the emotion you hid down deep. His eyes were kind, and all around he was almost perfect; it broke your heart having to break off the events you had planned together. “The tickets were five dollars, c’mon… Let’s go.” You felt him help you up off of the seat, clasping your hands together as he carefully led you through the crowd of people in the audience.

“I’m sorry,” you told him as he lead you through the sea of people. He turned back at you with a large smile on his face, tugging your hand so that the two of you could make a run for it. “Jonghyun!” A laugh escaped your lips as the two of you sped through the mobbed crowd, suddenly halting at the entrance. You slammed against him, causing him to grunt in response and hold you closer.

“There are a lot of people here,” he noted, his eyes darting around, reaching his hand out to find the door. You moved your head toward him, meeting his eyes which were racing with excitement. It didn’t really matter where the two of you went— It was always fun just being together. You could feel his breath on your nose as he exhaled, out of breath from running. “Wanna get boba?” You smiled; you couldn’t help it. He was just so… pretty. And he was also your best friend, you thought to yourself as you found yourself smiling back at him.

“I love you,” you told him in response, causing him to chuckle, squeezing your hand. The actions between you two were merely platonic at best, but you really did love him. Your heart jumped as he led your hand out the door and back outside with far fewer people.

“I love you too~” He sang in a sing-songy voice, swinging your hands in between the two of you. “Hey, by the way… when we get to the shop, do you think we could talk for a bit?”

“Sure,” you said with a smile, playing along with his funny charades. He tightened his grip around you, resting your swinging arms.

“It’s nothing serious,” he said innocently, already feeling your stress from earlier still manifesting in you. It affected you physically too, and he could tell: How your body tensed up, breathing shallowed, and voice got quieter. He knew, and that’s what made him your best friend. “Don’t worry… We just haven’t been able to sit down and actually talk in a while, y’know?” He looked at your face, waiting for your response.

“Yeah,” you told him quietly. Usually, the two of you chatted lightheartedly, but was he actually trying to be serious about this? “I’m sorry, Jonghyun. I want to be able to do things that you want to do, but it’s a little too much for me sometimes; I don’t like how people look at me when we go out.” You felt his thumb rub against your hand lightly and comfortingly.

“That’s why we try new things,” he told you gently, cocking his head to the side fondly, “and when we don’t like them, we move on to try the next thing! And I got a long list of them…”

“Yes, you do,” you told him with a chuckle, the two of you sharing a glance as you smiled at each other. You loved how he made you feel like no other, and you treated him the same. As best friends.

“Look!” he called, pulling you into the shop, fruity scents soon blasting up your nose. He chatted excitedly, raising both of your hands held together to point at the menu board. He marveled at the ridiculous fruit combinations as you got lost in his warm eyes. You searched his face: He was always an open book, unlike you, which made it hard for the two of you, but Jonghyun was always prepared for something different, which is why he could make friends with anyone—including you.

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“See, I think that’s disgusting,” you told him, pointing to his greenish, brown, sloppy drink. “What the hell is that?”

“This one,” he announced proudly, turning the cup to look at the order receipt, “is avocado coconut!” He laughed as your jaw dropped in disgust, pulling your latte boba closer to you. (It was always the safe option, and what’s worse than the unfamiliar?) Jonghyun was always up for a little bit of adventure, taking a deep breath and sucking at the straw. You watched his reaction as he tilted his head, almost chewing on the drink.

“Why are you chewing on it?” you asked in a horrified voice, your eyes widening.

“It’s got… chunks,” he said slowly, making you turn your head away in disgust as he laughed merrily. “It’s pretty bad.” He examined the smoothie that he had gotten once again, his lip upturned in disgust, and another small laugh escaping his lips. “Maybe if I keep drinking it, it’ll get better…” You watched as he drank more of it, watching his nose scrunch up.

“Oh my God,” you said, watching him drink the sludge liquid. He smiled, setting his drink down and wiping off the condensation around the drink with a napkin and then drying the table, starting to get up. The two of you headed out of the shop, sitting on the park bench just outside the shop. “Okay, what is it that you wanted to tell me?” He drew his lips into a thin line, tapping his fingers against his thighs and looking away nervously.

“I wanted to ask you something,” he started warily. You raised an eyebrow, unfamiliar with his sudden anxiousness around you. The two of you were always able to be comfortable with each other, so the idea that he was nervous about you confused you. You nodded, urging him to go on, giving him a reassuring smile and he sighed, dropping his head. “Y/N, I’m having a lot of fun…”

“I am too,” you told him softly, grabbing his hand again and smiling at him, causing him to crack a smile as well. “I enjoy spending time with you.”

“Did you want to go out on a date?” he spat out suddenly, biting down on his lip at the words crashing out of his mouth, unable to keep them in any longer. “W-With me? I know you’re still on the dating apps and stuff, but…”

“I really like you,” you told him, watching his face relax a little bit. “I really do. I have for a while.”

“How long?” he asked, gawking as if he’d never expected you to say that.

“A long time,” you told him with a tired sigh and suddenly embarrassed now that this topic of conversation had come up unexpectedly. “You’re… really attractive.” The words came out breathily, almost like a whisper. “But-but it’s more than that, of course.”

Jonghyun shifted in his seat, still unable to make direct eye contact with you. “I really wanna kiss you,” he said softly, licking his dry lips out of anxiousness. You turned to him with a smile, moving your face in to leave a small peck on his lips, quickly bringing your face back with a nervous giggle. His eyes widened, his lips staying parted as he still processed what you just did.

“That wasn’t very good,” you said quietly, “I’m sorry…” He brought his hand up to your chin connecting your lips again, making you gasp in surprise. You brought a hand up to his face, fidgeting with the drink in your hand as you attempted to set it down on the bench. Jonghyun gave up on the smoothie, letting it fall to the ground to bring both of his hands up to the bottom of your head, cradling it gently. You felt yourself laugh against his lips upon hearing the drink fall to the ground.

“You dunno how long I’ve waited for this,” he mumbled quietly, tangling his fingers in your hair, causing you to smile.

“Jjong,” you complained lightly, rubbing your thumbs against his cheeks. You had to disconnect your lips from his, although enjoying the moment, he was going a lot deeper than you had ever intended he would.

“Sorry,” he said quickly, separating himself from off of you and awkwardly yanking his shirt down, “too much, too fast. I dropped my smoothie.”

“Oh, don’t pretend to be sad about it,” you teased, slapping his shoulder. He smiled mischievously, pulling you closer to his side.

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“You have something on your shirt,” you said quietly, touching the green stain on Jonghyun’s t-shirt carefully. He had his arm around you as you both lay on the couch in his apartment, the TV playing a random show in the background. “It looks like avocado sludge.”

“Delicious,” he responded lowly with a laugh, rolling his eyes. “Great, that was a good shirt, too.”

“It’s just a white t-shirt,” you replied softly, leaning your head on his shoulder, and feeling him sigh. “You have a million of them… all identical to each other.”

“You ruined white t-shirt number fifteen out of one hundred fifty,” he complained jokingly, rolling his head back and sighing loudly. “What am I gonna do?”

“You go change, and I’ll throw it in the wash,” you told him gently. He didn’t say anything for a moment before sitting up and removing the t-shirt from his torso, chucking it across the room. He laid back down, adjusting his arm around you again and grunting. “Or you can do that.”

“I’ll get to it later,” he said, spreading his legs out. “It’s warm in here.”

“Well, now it is,” you quipped, Jonghyun turning his head so your faces met. He rested a hand on the side of your face, a small smile creeping up on his lips. He moved his eyes down to your lips and back up to your eyes.

“Can I kiss you again?” he whispered. You could see his chest rise and fall with each breath he took, and his eyes became sultry, not taking them away from yours.

“Yeah,” you said. He let out a breath of relief, leaning over to connect your foreheads together. “Please… kiss me.” He brought his hands down, snaking them around your waist as he pulled you closer and met your lips. You sighed, enjoying the sensation of his hands on you, rolling your head back in pleasure, Jonghyun meeting your parted mouth. He moved his open-mouthed kisses down to your neck, eliciting a noise from you.

“More?” he spoke up, watching you nod helplessly. “Can I touch you? Where do you wanna be touched?”

“Everywhere,” you responded breathily, moving your arms around his neck and climbing on top of his lap. His hands slid up your shirt, carefully thumbing over your chest and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. “Jjong… I want you…”

“You’re so beautiful,” he mused, feeling you like putty in his hands. “Be mine…” You brought your eyes down to meet his again, feeling your breathing slow down.

“What did you say?” you asked softly as he chuckled quietly. The nerves in him were no longer gone as he had you in his lap all to himself.

“Be mine,” he said again, watching your lips curl up into a smile. You nodded wordlessly, bringing your lips together again as Jonghyun slid his hands down to your thighs, stroking them softly. “Y/N… Let me make you feel good.” You rested your head back as Jonghyun laid you down on the couch. You watched as he appeared above you, feeling his soft hands wander your body aimlessly.

“Jonghyun,” you said breathlessly, earning his attention. You lifted your arms up, letting him lift your sweater above your head, leaving you both shirtless.

“So pretty,” he cooed, moving his hands up your stomach and cupping your breasts, slowly moving his fingers over them and marveling at you from above. “Wow… Will you let me help you?” His hands reached the waistband of your pants, rubbing at your waist softly. You bit your lip, nodding wordlessly as Jonghyun slowly brought down your pants to your ankles, taking them off carefully; he left you in your bra and underwear, sitting up straight to get a better look. His eyes lustfully examined your body, his honey-colored body breathing in and out carefully. He sighed, moving his hand to palm himself through his jeans at the sight of you below him, making you whine for his attention.

“Jjong,” you complained, watching his eyes flutter back open with a lazy smile.

“Sorry,” he replied softly, moving his hand from his clothed bulge down to your hips, using both his hands to stroke the inside of your thighs. “Can I move this?” His hand glided over your clothed area as you gave him a quick nod. He brought your panties down past your knees, bringing your legs up shoulder length apart and humming contently.

“Oh…” You moaned softly merely at the sight of him between your legs as he smirked cutely up at you.

“I’m goin’ in,” he whispered, making you audibly laugh, and he held your shaking legs with a grin on his face. “Just relax, okay?” You nodded, taking a deep breath and moving your hands to tangle them up in Jonghyun’s hair as he went down in between your legs. A breathy moan made its way through your parted lips as Jonghyun’s mouth met the folds along your entrance. Your breath hitched as he left little kisses along your inner thighs, hearing his voice come from under you: “Do you want me to get you off? Hm?”

“Yes,” you responded quietly, running your hands through his hair. “Please…” He smiled, trailing kisses on your thighs as he moved his fingers in to touch you.

“You’re so wet already,” he said softly, running his fingers down your folds, the slickness making a lewd noise as you shivered at his touch. He drifted his fingers up to your clit, feeling a jolt in your body as you moaned out.

“Jjong…” He smiled at your noise of satisfaction, using his finger to lazily circle your clit carefully. You felt his tongue poke out around the sides, feeling the warmth that traveled from the outskirts slowly to your entrance, making you violently twitch, involuntarily grabbing for his hair. You heard a chuckle from him as you felt his tongue enter you, using it to make circular motions inside. He gripped your thighs with his hands, watching his head go in further below you, feeling his tongue fuck you while slowly stroking your thighs.

“Shit,” he whispered as you watched his head come back up after about a minute. He removed his tongue upon feeling you clench around it, quickly shifting to his next move. “Can I?” He reached for the buckle of his belt, raising an eyebrow at you with a cute smile. You nodded feverishly, whining at the lack of warmth inside of you. “Be patient, dear…” You watched as he lowered his jeans off of his legs, leaving him in his briefs. He took a steadying breath, placing his hands on either side of your head, crawling over on top of your near-naked form. “Wow.”

“Hurry up,” you mumbled quietly, giggling when he brought his hands up to your sides to tickle you. “Jjong! S-stop!”

“Give me a moment, my dear,” he said, his eyes softening, “or I’ll tickle you more.”

“Okay!” you exclaimed, feeling his hands clasp onto yours. He smiled, lowly humming and moving to take off his boxer briefs.

“You need my fingers first?” he asked quietly, earning a small nod from you. “Okay…” He knitted his eyebrows together in concentration, resituating himself so he could have one hand cradling your head and the other at his disposal. He wiped his thumb gently over your folds, hearing your sigh of relief. His finger grazed your entrance and slowly slipped it in, earning a groan from above you. “Relax…”

“Jonghyun,” you breathed out as he hushed quietly in response. “Mm… deeper.”

“Breathe,” he told you. You took a deep breath, feeling his second finger enter shortly after. You threw your head back as he cautiously moved his fingers inside you. “Good…”

“Please,” you said softly, biting your lip roughly, which drew a little bit of blood to your bottom lip. “Just… like, fuck me already.”

“Yeah?” he affirmed quietly, meeting his warm eyes up to yours. He hummed at your anxious wiggling, desperate for some friction. “Mm… I’ll make it better, baby; don’t worry…” You bucked your hips up, feeling his fingers in and out of you slowly.

“Stop teasing me,” you said breathily, gripping the sides of the couch as you felt his fingers stir around inside you.

“All in good fun,” he replied playfully, leaning down to kiss you. You cupped your hands around his face, kissing him greedily as he maneuvered around you, taking his fingers out. He separated your lips, turning around to look over his shoulder. “Hmm…”

“What?” you said, breathing heavily. You watched as he climbed to his feet, looking around.

“Condom,” he muttered lowly, his eyes wide, scanning the room. You laughed, watching him make a run for his room while buck-naked.

“Jjong!” you called with a laugh, covering your mouth. “You’re just leaving me?”

“No!” he exclaimed, waddling back to the couch quickly. “Stop laughing!”

“It’s funny!” you told him as he playfully rolled his eyes. “You’re cute.”

“I appreciate it,” he said, lowering his head as he rested his palm next to your body, the other hand moving to rip the condom open with his teeth. You shifted in your place, the sight of him over you ripping a condom open send a jolt of nerves up your spine. “Mm… You like when I do that?”

“Maybe,” you replied stubbornly as he chuckled.

“I’ll show you something else you might like,” he said lowly, slowly rolling the condom on. He groaned loudly at the feeling, catching his lips in his teeth. A noise rippled out from his throat as he stroked himself slowly, moving his hooded eyes to yours, eliciting a shiver from you. He stroked himself while keeping his eyes on you, bucking up into his hand and letting out a choked moan.

“No teasing,” you told him, sitting up to kiss him again, bringing him down with you as you lowered onto your back again. “I need you…”

“I need you, too.” His kisses became heated and rushed, turning into open-mouthed kisses as he slid his hands under your body to lift you up. “Wanna fill you up…”

“Please,” you said breathlessly, tangling your hands in his hair as he placed open-mouth kisses wherever he could. He held his cock in his quivering hand, using it to trace the outside of your entrance; you whined in anticipation, nodding quickly, hoping he’d give you what you wanted faster.

“Good girl,” he cooed, smiling when a choked moan escaped your lips as he moved his member inside of you. The two of you were still as Jonghyun shakily moved his hands to wrap around your waist, carefully rocking in and out, each time further inside being deeper than the last.

“Jjong–” you started, earning a nod from him; he knew what you wanted. His breathing was as soft as his demeanor, using a hand to drift back down between your legs, gently stroking your clit with one of his fingers. An embarrassingly loud moan came from your mouth as he moved faster, playing with your clit and reaching down to kiss you, releasing the moan into his mouth. He smiled, using this opportunity to go harder, and speeding the pace up with his fingers.

“Look at you,” he mused, feeling you crumble underneath him completely. “You’re all mine… No one else could make you feel like this, hm?”

“Yes,” you breathed out, trying to catch your breath. You were lost in ecstasy as he pumped in and out of you quickly, and used his other hand to play with you a little.

“Couldn’t even find a date,” he whispered lowly, meeting your lips again. “No one knows how to satisfy you like I do, hm?”

“Yes, Jjong, yes.” Your fingers gripped at his hair, feeling his breathing get heavy as you felt him get faster underneath you.

“Want me to pull out?” he asked, leaning his forehead against yours. “Y/N… I’m gonna cum…”

“Me, me,” you babbled, “stay in me.” He let out a breathy laugh, holding the contact with his seductive eyes, your foreheads still connected.

“I’m… Y/N…” You nodded feverishly, using your hands in his hair to bring your faces closer. “Y/N…”

“Please,” you told him, “faster…” He obeyed, moving at an impossibly fast rate, feeling himself release inside of you. He groaned, holding your shaking body, your walls clenched around him.

“Oh my God,” he groaned, lowering his head, unable to keep eye contact with you as he came inside you, holding you in his arms. “That’s it… ride it out, baby…” You felt yourself release, shaking incessantly and moaning incoherently as he held you close to him.

“Ah…” You exhaled heavily, trying to catch your breath, connecting your foreheads together again.

“Wow,” he said lowly, a small smile creeping up on his lips. “Wow, Y/N…”

“Thank you,” you told him, causing him to chuckle and hold your face in his hands, leaning in to kiss your nose. “Only you know…”

“Only I know,” he confirmed, rubbing your cheeks carefully with his thumbs. He sighed, looking down and furrowing his eyebrows. “I don’t wanna pull out…”

“Then don’t.” He tightened his lips into a straight line, a blush erupting across his face. He nodded satisfactorily, pulling you onto him as he stayed inside of you. “I feel sleepy…”

“I do too,” he responded quietly, moving his hands to run them through your hair. “It’s warm… I like it.”

“I only want you,” you told him, enjoying his warm embrace and soft, brown eyes: All yours.

“I’m yours,” he replied, tucking a loose hair behind your ear. “You’re never getting rid of me.” You laughed, happier than you ever were in your life. The boy of your dreams was holding you in his arms right now, and no other feeling could ever beat this one. Not in a million years.

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TAGLIST: @keyloml, @jjongolese, @taeminscheesetouch, @dayskz, @jonghyuns-husband, @taeminscult1, @taeminspussylips

hi hi!! thank you all for reading, and i’m excited to announce that i’m back! a new chapter of SHINE should be up today (which includes much more jonghyun content), and you can expect updates from me on here as well as on wattpad the next few weeks. this os was a special request! thank you to all who have been submitting jjong requests! i’ve been thrilled to write them. i hope that you all stay warm this week.

- anne <3

#shinee #jonghyun #kim jonghyun #shinee jonghyun #shinee fic #shinee oneshot #jonghyun fic #jonghyun oneshot #shinee smut #shinee fluff #jonghyun smut #jonghyun fluff #female reader #friends to lovers #au #kpop fic #kpop oneshot #kpop smut #kpop fluff

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youaremy-dreamgirl · 2 years

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Beautiful tonight

Pairing: Jonghyun x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 963 words

Summary: you don't really need anyone to take care of you when you are sick but Jonghyun thinks otherwise

A/N: an adorable anon asked for a Jonghyun fic and after some time and a lot of thinking I came up with this. Anon, I hope you like it! Thank you for your request, I wasn't sure I was gonna be able to write for him but I genuinely enjoyed doing it 🥰. Credits to @promptplanetblr and their idiots in love prompt list that I used as inspiration!

A/N 2: I hope whoever reads this can find in it some comfort, as this is intended to honor him. As a shawol who has been by their side for over 12 years, I promise you this comes from a place of love and respect for him.

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Was that the doorbell?

Ugh, what time is it?

You slowly open your eyes, only to see you've fallen asleep on the couch, the TV still on and playing god knows what. You check your phone right as the doorbell rings again, and you see a message from Jonghyun on your screen from 20 minutes ago that said "I'm on my way"

You groan. You've fallen asleep while you two were chatting and now he's here while you feel like crap and all you want is to keep sleeping until this stupid cold is out of your system.

You open the chat app and see him typing, so you wait for him to finish.

Jjongie: I'm at your door! let me in!

You: dude if you come in you'll get sick

You: also I just woke up so you don't wanna see me like this

Jjongie: I have food and I know you need it

Jjongie: come on it's cold as fuck, open the door

You: you're so annoying

Jjongie: 😚

You get up and go to your door, pressing the button on the intercom that opens the building door below. Dragging your feet, you go to the bathroom to wash up and try to look at least presentable. Your head still hurts and your nose it a bit pink from all the sneezing and rubbing on it. What a lovely view.

He's seen worst, though; like that time when you drank too much so you threw up in his bathroom, and he was sweet enough to make sure you didn't get anything on your clothes. Or the time you fell asleep with your mouth open while you were watching a movie and he recorded you, zooming in on the drool on the corner of your mouth. God he is so stupid; he's lucky you've known each other since you were kids or else you'd have kicked his ass already.

A soft knock on the door makes you sprint to open it. He is wearing a scarf big enough to cover his whole body and you can't help but laugh at his face.

"What's so funny?" he asks as he steps in

"Who did you borrow that from? Hagrid?"

He looks down at his clothes, grabbing a piece of his scarf. "If you had worn something like this you wouldn't be so sick, you idiot"

You stick your tongue out to him and take a step back so he can place the bags he brought on the kitchen counter.

"Have you eaten anything?"

You shake your head, pouting.

He looks at you with a worried look on his face. "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts" you shrug

He places the back of his hand on your forehead, and even if it's freezing, it feels comforting on your skin. "You don't have a fever, but you do feel a bit warm" he takes the hand out to look for something in the bag "here, take this"

You open your hand to see some ibuprofen falling on it, and move to the fridge to get some water to swallow them. As you drink, you turn around to see he has turned on the stove and is getting one of your pots from the cupboard, pouring in it a soup he bought and placing it on the fire. You lean back on the fridge to watch him, he is so focused he's squinting his eyes, opening and closing your drawers to find what he needs to cook. He's so sweet for doing this, and you can feel your heart swelling at the way he cares about you.

"You're cute" you say, smiling at him. It takes you a second to realize you've actually said it out loud.

He frowns and looks at you. "What?"

"I said you look like a fruit" you blurt out, kicking yourself internally for coming up with such a stupid answer

"That doesn't even make any sense" he laughs "you sure you are ok?"

"Shut up" you joke, rolling your eyes. As you get closer to him, you can smell the delicious food and hum happily.

He smiles at you, tilting his head to the side. "You look like a fruit too"

You stare for a second until you both burst out laughing, but when your laughs turns to a cough he's quick to rub his hand on your back to help it stop.

"You should really get some rest" he suggests, his hand now resting softly on your lower back "go and wait for me on the couch, I'll take this to you"

"You don't have to baby me" you whine, hugging him by the waist and resting your head on his chest "but thank you"

He places his head on top of yours, smiling in your hair. He lets go of the spoon he's using to mix the soup so he can hug you with both arms, squeezing you.

You stay like that for a moment, the soup slowly cooking while you take deep breaths. You should probably let go before it gets awkward but you don't care, really; you feel safe in his arms and you wish to embrace him for as long as you can.

You lift your head to look at him and he does the same; his eyes are shining brightly and you are certain that's what angels actually look like.

"Pineapple" you whisper

"Huh?"

"You look like a pineapple" you gesture at his head "your hair is a mess"

He snorts. "Ok, well, banana"

"What? Why banana?"

"Your posture is shit" he kisses the top of your head before breaking your embrace "couch, now, you're gonna make me burn the soup"

"Fiiiiiiine" you chuckle "you are so annoying"

"Yeah, yeah, I love you too"

#shinee fanfic #shinee fluff #shinee x reader #jonghyun fanfic #jonghyun fluff #jonghyun x reader #shinee #jonghyun

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imaginidol · 10 months

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Taemin: Stars Under the Rain

“Taemin!” You hissed at the giggling boy as he practically jogged away from you with your shared umbrella, leaving you to be slowly soaked under the evening rain’s mist.

“You menace,” you whisper, pulling at his ear once you’ve caught up to him for the umpteenth time. “If I have to say your name one more time, someone’s gonna recognize you and the rest is history!”

Taemin only giggled some more and looked around the street at the walking pedestrians around you.

“What if a reporter hears us? Me with you? How funny do you think the headlines will be?”

“Taemin, that’s not funny!” You can’t help but stifle a short laugh at the ridiculousness of the boy in front of you.

“Fine, how about you hold the umbrella now?” He offers you the bright green umbrella along with a sheepish grin.

“Wow, thanks, Tae,” you roll your eyes at the realization that the only reason he returned the umbrella was because evidently, the mist had suddenly stopped.

He giggles again and pulls his hoodie over his head.

“Okay, okay,” he smiled, offering you his hand. “I’ll be good now.”

You pinched his arm before generously accepting his hand, wrapping your cool fingers around his.

While he was a bit of a menace to be around, you appreciated and loved the way Taemin would turn into a completely comfortable and playful version of himself when he was with you. There weren’t too many people he would show this side to.

“Look,” he says, stopping shortly before a line of street-way trees decorated with holiday lights.

You look up to see where his eyes have landed. You’re taken aback by the breathtaking sight of brightly-lit trees. While you always knew the city decorated their trees for the holidays, you had never actually stopped to admire the work put into the heavenly sight and how beautifully it complemented the dark sky at night.

“Wanna know what I think of these trees?” He looks at you quietly.

“Tell me what you think,” you reply.

“I really like how each bulb, regardless of its shape or size, is very pretty on its own. It’ll light up the dark pretty well. But I do prefer how they all complement each other when they’re all together, different shapes and different sizes. They look like cosmos when they’re all together.”

“I like that thought,” you say, admiring the twinkling lights all around you both. “Do you see those star-shaped lights, Tae? I think of you as one of those, in a sense.”

“Is it because I’m an artist and being a ‘star’ is my career?” He smiles.

“That’s too literal, Tae. I mean like… you’re very admirable in your own way. Inside and outside of your career. You work hard for what you give, you give your best when someone asks for your advice. You have people all around you that support you and help you succeed well. It makes you stand out like one of these star-lights. And if you put you and your supporters together… you all become a big, lit-up beautiful tree. You give inspiration to many in more ways than one.”

Taemin was quiet for a while, soaking in your calming words. The corners of his lips would curl to the tiniest of smiles when he thought of you at times like these.

“You know,” he says after a while, “I appreciate the way you see me for me, in and out of my career. But you’re missing something in your analogy.”

“What am I missing?”

“While it may be a beautifully lit-up tree that I’ve cultivated over my life, it takes just one precious person to notice it all and truly appreciate its existence. You see me and you appreciate me, my supporters, my life when the lights are turned off, my life when I’m shining at my brightest. I appreciate having you be that person. You make me feel very… seen.”

Your cheeks redden warmly and you can’t help but pull your boyfriend’s face close to plant a sweet kiss against his cheek, to which he smiles and returns one against your lips.

One, two, four little kisses later, the mist of rain is back. This time, you have the upper-hand with holding the umbrella. You realize this and immediately jog away from Taemin, leaving him in a heap of shock and giggles as he runs calling after you, the rain mist hitting his face and yours as you both briskly ran away under the brightly shining holiday trees.

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0rgell · 4 months

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Masterlist

Hello,

masterlist down below!

You can also find me on

Thank you,

Orgel 🌸

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Genre

E - Explicit

F - Fluff

A - Angst

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SHINee

Taemin

You're Covered In Red Silk Angel - E, A - Tumblr + AO3

Lovesickness - E, A - Tumblr + AO3

Ships:

MinKey

Build-A-Boyfriend - F - Tumblr + AO3

How Christmas Traditions Start - F - Tumblr + AO3

JongTae

The Roommate (And How He Got In Jonghyun's Pants) - E, F - Tumblr + AO3

Stray Kids

Jeongin / Seungmin

Can we go back - E, A - Tumblr + AO3

#masterlist #taemin #jonghyun #onew #choiminho #shinee #kibum #choi minho #kim kibum #key #shinee smut #shinee fluff #shinee angst #stray kids #skz #stray kids smut #stray kids fluff #stray kids masterlist #Orgel masterlist

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multiphandomunnies · 1 month

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shinee

reactions

crush confesses and asks them out

s.o sends inappropriate photo

imagines

onew

minho

bf! minho

move

key

taemin

angel

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katrinawritesthings · 6 months

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Jonghyun / Taemin; bebby bear; PG

idk man they're just vibing. It's really soft and cute. Can you believe I wrote something under 500 hundred words

Everyone that Taemin had ever spoken to about dating had told him that it was super complicated and messy and took a lot of navigating and getting used to each other before things got really smooth.

Taemin does not know what the fuck any of them were talking about. Maybe it's because the last time he talked to people regularly about dating was in high school and now he's in his thirties on his first relationship, or maybe it's because everyone he talked to was one of the cishets and he is very much not one of those, or maybe it's just because no one else that he knows had ever gotten lucky enough to get it right on their first try, but him and Jonghyun have been nothing but smooth sailing the entire time.

Like right now. Right here. At his place, in bed, on top of the covers. Jonghyun lying down the right way, laptop on his stomach, quietly tapping away between episodes of anime, and Taemin sitting up with his back to the wall, legs over Jonghyun's hips, playing a nice video game. The both of them just hanging out quietly together. Comfortably. Easily.

Taemin is heading along to the next mission in the game when something touches his knee. He glances down; Jonghyun's hand. Just on his knee, his eyes still on his laptop. Taemin looks back to his game.

Before long, Jonghyun is rubbing his knee gently, absent-mindedly, fingers trailing around it in a circle, thumb rubbing over the curve. Something about it is familiar to Taemin, though he can't place it until Jonghyun curls his fingers in and gives his knee a little noogie. Then, smiling, looking down again, Taemin realizes.

This is the same thing that Jonghyun does to his stuffed animal sometimes. His little baby hello kitty in a dinosaur costume that he keeps on his bed in his own house. Taemin has seen him absent-mindedly petting her head the same way he's doing to his knee right now.

Enamored from his head all the way down to his toes, Taemin pauses his game, picks up Jonghyun's hand, and presses a little kiss to the back of it.

"You're my favorite and I like you," he says, putting his hand back down. Jonghyun's reply is a smile that comes with scrunched shoulders, a tilted head, and the softest blush.

#jongtae #jonghyun #taemin #pg #fluff #drabble #ydw #I like them : )#and they like each other : )

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 2 years

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lowkey don’t know why i followed you and never suggested a fic what’s wrong with me 💀

u-uh- jeonghan and y/n having a shower together! and o-oh! make it steamy and cute! kinda want a bedtime story since i’m still sad. (it’s not because of that don’t worry 😉)

"Hannie, can you pass me the shampoo?", "And why should I do that?", "Uhhh, to wash my hair?", you throw him a questioning glance. "I'm right here?", Jeonghan replies with another question and then it hits you and you simply turn around, a faint blush dusting your cheeks.

"Thank you", you mutter and Jeonghan chuckles as he threads his fingers in your hair, massaging your scalp and spreading the shampoo gel evenly. "You're welcome, angel", he says and presses a kiss on the crook of your neck. You unconsciously let out a shaky breath, a sharp chill running down your spine.

"Angel?", Jeonghan notices and smiles widely behind you, his hands still in your hair, the foam slowly falling down on the tiled floor of the bathroom. "Han, don't", you cut him off in embarrassment. "I didn't do anything", he feigns innocence. "Yet", you add and turn around, the cascading water rinsing away the foam on your head.

"Are you saying you don't want me to do anything?", Jeonghan quirks an eyebrow playfully, slowly caging you between his body and the wall, his hands ghosting your skin. "Jeonghan...", "Yes, angel?", he inches closer, his lips now mere centimeters away from yours.

"Please fuck me".

#hope you're doing okay🥺#jeonghan fluff #jeonghan smut #svt jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #svt fluff #svt smut #seventeen fluff #seventeen smut #seventeen #jonghyuns-husband #answered✨

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skzhocomments · 9 months

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Broken hearts can heal - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter II - Gifts around the dinner table

Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

Wattpad link

AO3 link

Chapter I / Chapter III

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Chapter II - Gifts around the dinner table

word count: 1.9k words

"Helloooo! Look who I brought!" Taemin sang, balancing four wine bottles in his hands, Onew following him shortly behind.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the guy who said he can't come." Minho exclaimed and got up to hug the older. You got up as well, to greet them properly.

"I have so much work to do! But Taemin basically dragged me-" Onew started, before getting interrupted.

"Da-Eun!" Taemin exclaimed and ran to you, hugging you tightly. You got along with him a lot, since he was such a happy, open person. You truly liked him, maybe also because he was the closest to you in age.

"Yah, let me meet her too, will you?" Onew laughed then came over to you with a bouquet of various spring flowers. "I'm Jinki, it's nice to meet you!"

"The pleasure is mine, I'm happy that all of you managed to come today after all."

"Let's sit down." Key instructed everyone.

"Wait, I'm gonna go get a glass for Jinki." You remembered. Since you were about to play host for the whole night, you had to play the part right.

"Wait, I'll go get it. Is Key still keeping them in the top cabinet?" Minho asked you, and as soon as you nodded, he ran to the kitchen. He apparently had other plans in store, seeming to be mindful of you.

"Okay, okay, let's see. Da-Eun, give us your best, cheesiest pick-up line." Minho laughed, reading the small card in the deck.

You've been playing 1000 questions for a while now, and the boys already managed to down almost 2 bottles of wine.

"Hmmmm, let's see. Let me think." You rubbed your chin with your fingers for a couple of seconds until you remembered what one of your customers told you that made you cringe for the whole day afterwards, partly because of the pick-up line itself, partly because the dude was a creep.

"It's okay, take your time." Kibum nodded empathetically.

"What's on the menu?" You looked at Minho.

"I don't know, what?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Me n U." You winked and smirked, making the boys laugh.

"Y'all she got rizz!" Jinki exclaimed, and Kibum was already wiping tears from the corners of his eyes as Minho burst out into laughter. The joke wasn't that funny, but they were all getting drunk pretty fast, and drunk men are the easiest to amuse.

"Ok, next card, to Jinki: tell us your best joke."

"Hmm, okay. What do clouds wear?"

You smiled and urged him to continue.

"Thunderwear."

"Wow, that was lame." Taemin laughed, soon followed by everyone else.

"Wait, since you're going to have a kid, does that mean that next year you'll compete against Jinki at saying dad jokes?" Minho laughed at Kibum, who burst out laughing again.

"No wayyy!"

"Come on, they're funny!" I playfully slapped Key's leg, who grabbed my hand lovingly and kissed it.

"You're all mean." Jinki pouted. "I have another one! Da-Eun, how do you get if Key disappoints you?"

"I don't know. How?" You chuckled.

"You get Ki-bummed out." He laughed, and this one actually made you snort.

The boys also seemed to find it funny as heck, as Taemin started holding his belly from laughter and Minho was already on the floor, literally, rolling.

"Okay, I know I have the best jokes in the world, but let's take a small break please, I gotta go take a piss." Jinki stood up, and you were thankful since you really wanted to do something before everyone got blackout drunk, and as things seem to go by, it was going to happen sooner rather than later.

You stood up and went to Taemin, tapping him on the shoulder two times and whispering in his ear.

"Can you come with me real quick?"

He nodded and stood up, and you guided him to your bedroom. You were glad Key went to the kitchen to bring some more snacks, and Minho was scrolling on his phone and didn't notice you and Taemin leaving the room.

"What are we doing here?" Taemin smiled excitedly, as it felt like you two were sharing a secret and doing a secret mission.

"Look, there are five small boxes up there, behind those clothes." You opened your wardrobe and pointed to the highest shelf where you hid gifts for the boys. "Can you grab them please?"

"Sure." Taemin smiled and took the boxes with ease, following you back to the living room.

"Where were you?" Jinki asked curiously, and you were glad that everyone was once again seated.

"So, since all of you came here... I have an announcement to make." You grinned and grabbed the first box, giving it to Kibum.

"Don't open that yet." You scolded him as you noticed his fingers already playing with the small ribbon that was holding the box in place, and he just nodded with a small smirk, as if he was caught under the Christmas tree too early in the morning by his parents.

You gave the second box to Onew, you placed the third one on the table, the fourth one went to Minho and Taemin ended up holding the remaining one.

"Okay... you can open them at the same time." You said and kneeled down in front of the table, opening the box you just placed there, as the person who was supposed to do it wasn't present.

Key was the first one to finish opening up his box and pulled out the custom T-Shirt you created from it, reading it out loud.

"You're going to be the most awesome dad. Signed, your future baby boy." He read it out loud, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he started sobbing and stood up to come and hug you.

"We're going to have a boy?!" He cried, and you became emotional and started crying as well, hugging him back as both of you kneeled on the ground.

The rest of the boys pulled out their T-Shirts as well. Onew's read: "Best Uncle #1", Minho's read "Best Uncle #3", and Taemin's read "Best Uncle #4".

"You... you made one... for Jonghyun?" Minho started tearing up as well, his eyes trailing over to the T-shirt you pulled out on the table that read "Best Uncle #2". Of course you couldn't forget someone who was so important to them. Even if he passed away so many years ago and you never got to meet him, Kibum still talked about him fondly, so you felt it was absolutely necessary to include him in this as well.

Minho put down his box on the table and stood up as well, kneeling next to you and hugging you and Key tightly.

The other two boys followed immediately, and came around the three of you, in a group hug.

The gesture made you feel accepted, and you were sure your baby was going to grow up being loved by so many wonderful people, which you were so grateful for.

You woke up early the next morning due to the terrible nausea that didn't let you sleep, even if you went to bed late.

The boys all got drunk and decided to crash over, so you got out of your bedroom and walked as quietly as possible towards the bathroom, where you managed to throw up every little snack you ate last night.

You were feeling horrible and knew you couldn't go back to sleep, so after finishing throwing up your bowels, you washed up a bit and went to the living room, where you were surprised to see Minho sleeping uncomfortably on the couch. You had two guest bedrooms because you didn't have time to make one of them the nursery yet, so you weren't sure why he was out here.

Still, you didn't want to wake him up. It was barely 9 AM, and they stayed even later than you did. You started grabbing the empty wine glasses on the table with care and then came back to also get the few plates with leftover food.

He was still asleep by the time you finished grabbing what you wanted to clean up, so you carefully closed the kitchen door and poured yourself a glass of grapefruit juice, hoping it's going to help with the horrible nausea.

It didn't.

Still, you got up from the kitchen table and turned on the water, starting to wash the glasses.

You didn't hear the kitchen door open, so you got shocked to see two large hands grabbing the glass and kitchen sponge from your hands.

You turned your head around and saw Minho, who started to push you away from the sink with his body.

"Morning." He said, his voice raspy, and he looked so obviously tired, you felt bad he didn't sleep more.

"Did I wake you up...? Sorry, you should go back to sleep..."

"Let me wash these and sit down." He instructed you, making you frown.

"But-"

"You need to rest too, we've been loud until 5 AM. So please..."

"Okay..." You nodded, and it somehow felt like you were being scolded.

"Pregnant people should rest more than drunk idiots." He concluded, making you laugh.

"Don't be mean, you haven't seen each other in a long time." You smiled. "Should I make you a coffee?" You remembered, and wanted to stand up again before he threw you a killing glance.

"Just sit down, I have two arms and two legs, which I'm very grateful for, and they are great at making coffee. I'll just make one when I finish the dishes."

"You don't have to hand wash them, by the way... you can just put them in the dishwasher..."

"Why haven't you, then?" He laughed.

"It's getting harder to bend down..." You chuckled, looking down lovingly at your cute bump that was starting to get pretty big already.

"Kibum should be doing the washing then." Minho laughed. "I'm gonna scold him for you."

"He usually puts them in the dishwasher."

"He's still lazy. I swear. Whenever I would come visit, I would have to do all sorts of jobs around the house. Laundry, cleaning up tables, washing his dishes, gardening, you name it. I was shocked to see the house so spotless yesterday!"

"Come on, it wasn't that bad when I moved in." You laughed. "It's just that I'm a clean freak and I hate stains..."

"I'm the same! Clean freaks club united!" He laughed and raised a small fist in the air, splashing you a bit with water.

"Oh my god!" You laughed, making him turn around and notice.

"Oops, sorry, sorry!" He laughed as well and gave you a box of tissues to wipe up the bits of water.

"Thanks."

"By the way, Da-Eun..."

"Yes?"

"I really wanted to thank you... for last night. What you did was very thoughtful, and... thank you." He looked straight into your eyes, and you smiled kindly, understanding how much the simple gesture you did meant for him and the other guys.

"I should be the one to thank you for accepting me and for supporting me and Key's relationship... and I hope you'll also... love this baby and be there for him as his uncle..." You let your head down, feeling grateful.

"Of course! I'll be the best uncle. I'll play football with him, sing with him. You can count on me, Da-Eun!" He smiled kindly at you, then continued to wash the dishes.

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Chapter I / Chapter III

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dibidibifiction · 7 days

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Hi, fellow Shawols!

I know I haven't posted anything in over a year. I just want to say thank you for the lovely messages and I'm really happy you guys are enjoying my work. It's not perfect, but I'm honored to make some of you happy and give you comfort somehow. I really appreciate you guys.

Also, I'm happy to let you know that I'm currently working on a Taemin series. It's not all finished yet, but I'll be posting by chapter like I've normally done. I hope you'll look forward to it and enjoy it.

Thank you for being here.

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jjongsdingleberry · 2 years

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𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙢 𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣 (𝗦)

reader is gn, mild smut, lots and LOTS of fluff and aftercare, pet nicknames (such as baby, bubba, etc)

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Content warning and disclaimer:

This story contains smut. If you’re under the age of 18 or/and is uncomfortable with these kind of stories, kindly click off. Before you intend to send me an angry paragraph, please note that this is NOT made for malicious intent at all. This was made for those who’s coping in a way that is more leaning towards the “horny” end of the spectrum. This story shouldn’t make people feel alone or discomfort, rather it should help them go though such difficult times or allow them to guide through their sexuality without feeling ashamed.

Let’s get on with the story, shall we?

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“Hey.” He finally spoke to you after he saw your head peek out of the covers as he sat down at the corner of the bed.

“I heard that you haven’t been feeling good. Is everything alright?” And with that, you finally closed the laptop that was on your thighs and went to hug him. Tears poured down your eyes as you felt your cold, squishy boyfriend after what it felt like weeks.

“I… I miss you…” You quietly muffled since your head was on his chest.

“Hm?” He replied. “I can’t hear you, baby. Can you speak up a little more?”

You wanted to burst out and scream, but you didn’t want to worry Jonghyun too much. Although he knew about bits of it and reassured you that he would love you no matter what, this thing would be the only thing you would keep from him. You felt embarrassed, disgusted and horrified at the same time. You wanted to do something about it, but that something shouldn’t mean talking to Jonghyun about it.

“It’s fine, bubba. I’ll make you tea before you sleep.* You got out of the bed to go down to the kitchen - hoping that you could leave him and try to reflect on the very thing that was bothering you. You couldn’t itch your head about it, which it almost made you want to scratch so much that you puke. Every time you relive it, you would feel a tingling sensation in your head. Soon, it would turn worse to the point where you could feel your brain making those squiggles that you would do at secondary school. Your face was about to puff up like a tomato, your eyes were swirling like you was dancing in a ball with the same person who caused you stress and the slow, but an unsettling fluctuation into darkness.

The next time Jonghyun would see you was on the very floor with the kettle just finished its little click to confirm its termination and your phone was still on. Your eyes were still frozen shut, so he used your phone to call an ambulance.

Throughout the whole ride, you was still unconscious - and all you had was Jonghyun holding your weak, unresponsive hands and warming it up with his. His tears falls to his cheeks as he chats to you that you’ll be fine and that you’ll come home with his arms always around you the entire time.

After about 2 hours, you finally woke up. Luckily, nothing bad happened. It was just your blood pressure going up.

“Ohhh…” You groaned. “W-where am I?”

“You’re at the hospital.” Jonghyun replied. “But you seem fine so we may go the same day.”

“B-but- I’m not sick-” You whined out of fear. You had always been scared of going to the doctors. Since you was very young, you had always think that doctors would hurt you and take you away from everyone you knew and loved if you stayed long enough.

“Baby… you’re not sick, but the doctors are here to check if you’re ok, honey. You’ll be fine, I promise.” Jonghyun held your hand again, and you took your other hand with his. “I promise they don’t hurt you, baby. If they do, please let me know, but I doubt they would anyways. They’re very sweet people with lots of experiences and training.”

“B-but- the knives- they’re going to cut my mouth so I can’t speak to anyone anymore…” You shivered in fear as you watched Jonghyun lose it at that very moment. He knows that you wanted to leave straight away, but he wasn’t told that yet. The weakness in your eyes can indicate that you was exhausted, the red, bloodshot eyes also indicated that you had been up all night again.

“Y-y/n… is it that again…?” He looked at you firm in your eyes, trying not to cry.

Then, you bursted into tears and buried your head onto his chest. He pat your head as he strokes from your hair roots to your neck. He was massaging you so well, that you almost forgot what you was crying about. You looked at him with tears still on your eyes, but everything has been paused. You knew what you did and now Jonghyun knew. You felt awful for him to know, almost felt like you should of broken up with him.

As soon as you started facing away from Jonghyun, a tingle of pain arose. He felt all the pain you had to go through, and it was horrific.

“I shouldn’t even be around you.” You said with a cold frown on your face.

“Me? But what did I do?” Jonghyun panicked. This went on for the whole night, even when you was in bed together with him. Him wanting to make you feel better, he tried hugging you from behind. With that, you immediately pulled him away as you clutch the blanket more on your side as you slowly took Jonghyun’s side off him. Your blanket cocoon was the last thing you cared about and Jonghyun doing his hardest to please you. He was a sweetheart, and he wouldn’t take anything bad at all. He made you hot chocolate with marshmallows - which you left to cool for hours with barely no signs of consumption. He made your favourite sandwich alongside with your favourite snacks, but that wasn’t enough to satisfy you. He tried to make out with you, but that wasn’t it either. It seemed like you wanted to be away from him.

At this point, Jonghyun had enough and was worried for you. His beloved partner has been ignoring him for 4 hours and he needed to get to the bottom of this. He didn’t want you to be miserable like this, and so he tried to get you to the nearest GP at the nearest morning whilst you was groaning and refusing to help him out.

“I-I DON’T WANNA GO BACK!” You screamed out of fear once the word “doctor” was mentioned.

“Well then why haven’t you spoken to me, my love?” Jonghyun has always had this soft voice he would speak in, but it has gotten much firmer over the course of about 10 hours. He was losing his patience, but he surprisedly kept it in and calmly spoke to you.

“Listen Y/N. You either speak to me, or this is for your own good.” He went. “Do you understand me?”

You nodded and Jonghyun continued. “So, what’s it gonna be?”

Finally after few hours, you wrapped your arms around Jonghyun and cried on him. The sigh of relief could be heard as he smiled at you whilst soothingly stroking your back to make you feel comfortable again. His soft heart couldn’t take how vulnerable you was and so he began kissing you to see how you would react. You finally looked up after the 3rd time and did a little peck on his lips.

“You’re alright now?” He asked you.

“Yeah… I’m alright now. I’m sorry…”

“No no no.” He said as he shushed you with one of his finger. “It’s alright. I know you had been going through a lot.”

In what felt like days, you finally kissed Jonghyun and thankfully for him, it turned quite streamy. He carried you to a kitchen counter and began kissing you in different area of your body as he stripped you off your clothes after you finally allowed him to.

“Hey… do you want to go to the bedroom?” He asked as you jumped off the counter. You nodded at him and you both went hand to hand to your bedroom to continue the scene.

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You laid in bed nude with Jonghyun as he gave small smooches on your cheeks. Every single kiss felt like a warm tickle as you would feel a slight tingle on your body. You enjoy being pampered by your boyfriend as he gives you all the love you didn’t think you needed this entire time.

And he was the only person you’d love to spend all of your time with.

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xotaemintol · 10 months

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JONGHYUN AS: YOUR BOYFRIEND (FLUFF HC)

*QUICK DISCLAIMER: This is completely based off of just my own personal opinion, if you feel that it’s inaccurate then feel free to give your own and I’ll be happy to take them, I’m always open to constructive criticism and feedback, but I do hope that you enjoy and feel that i hit the nail on the head with at least one of these lol*

Pronouns use: they/them once, but other than that, NONE! :)

SFW FLUFFY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF, it was originally just comfort for myself, but I was like “Why not share it? Maybe others will like it too”

*He loves songs that remind you of each other

-when you play your favorite songs they become his favorites too, there are some songs that you play that at first he doesn’t like, but after a while he begins to love them and if it plays on the radio then instead of skipping it, he’ll listen to the whole thing and think of you

-is the type to cry when listening to a song that reminds him of you when he's been away too long (or just in general because he loves you so much)

-made a playlist of songs for you to listen to when he's away, and one for himself to listen to too

-once Minho walked in on him crying to a song and just quietly walked away so he didn't feel embarrassed...the song was 'We Found Love by Rihanna

-it played on the radio in the car and he teared up and asked them to change the song, they were all singing the song but he couldn't stop thinking about you because he missed you so much

-"Y/N likes this song..." "you know, when I met Y/N, this song was playing."

-he’ll listen to them when he’s away to fall asleep and write about how he misses you and can’t wait to see you

*Loves taking pictures of and with you

-he has an album with over 500 pictures of the two of you together and one with over 600 of you

-for your anniversary he included a scapbook of the two of you that was 20 pages long with adorable notes beside all of them, on the back of every page he wrote poems, notes, and quotes to express or just explain his love for you

-his Home Screen is you and when he's asked to explain it he says "It makes me happy to see y/n’s face when I open my phone, y/n kind of like a good luck charm too"

-he swears that pictures of you are beautiful but they could never capture your true beauty because you are just too beautiful, that doesn’t stop him from taking pictures of you at every given moment though

-brags about you all the time and shows pictures of you to whoever he's talking to including you (it's almost like a cat owner showing off their cat)

-"And look at y/n here, isn't y/n so cute? This is y/n sleeping, oh and this is when we went to the movies." "Y/N, look, you remember when you fell asleep in the car."

*Is super sentimental in general

-Jonghyun likes to keep small things from every anniversary, from tickets to flowers and wrappers, he keeps whatever he can

-he saw a hack on TikTok on how to keep flowers forever and now he keeps at least one flower from every anniversary and puts them together in one bouquet

-movies that you watched together before dating are his favorite, to him, it's special because it's what pushes the two of you to date

-certain foods remind him of you too, snacks and drinks, he remembers all of your favorites and all of your least favorites, he'll see someone drinking something you hate and go “Y/N hates that. “Y/N thinks it's gross," "Y/N loves that flavor, it’s their favorite."

*There isn’t one show or anime you can watch alone because he saw you watching it once and got interested so now it’s on the list of shows you have to watch with him

-He caught you watching AOT (attack on titan) without him and said that you were betraying him

-Once he walked in while you were watching a movie before he was getting ready to record, he watched five minutes of it and decided that you couldn’t finish it without him

-“Are you watching it without me?! How could you?!” “Don’t watch the next episode yet, I want to watch it together when I get back home” “Oh! Our show is on! Y/N! Hurry up!”

*He doesn’t mean to but he’ll fall asleep from the sound of your voice

-When he gets back home and it’s late at night, after a long day when he’s in bed he’ll lay next to you and ask you to tell him about your day and even though he really wants to hear it, he’ll fall asleep

-You were telling him about how you went out with a friend and how you saw a poster of him in a cafa while playing in his hair, you should’ve known from the moment his response went from “Really? Then what happened?” To “Mhm…” that he was falling asleep

-He’ll wake up the next day and apologize for falling asleep while you were talking, but you’re used to it and you find it cute so you never get mad

*Is a very extremely good listener

-He always listens to you with such passion, every time you speak he always makes sure to give you his full attention

-He gives you small responses to show that he’s listening and will become fully immersed in the story you are telling him to the point that he show’s genuine excitement or shock from what you say

-“Oh? Really, but what about…” “What?! Really?!” “Go ahead, I’m listening”

-He’ll stop whatever he’s doing to listen to you, and you do the same for him, putting your phone down and turning it off when he gets home so he can tell you about his day, giving him your full undivided attention, and asking him questions, you listen to him just the same as he does you and you always make sure to ask him about his day, even if he’s only been gone for an hour, you always ask and so does he

*Buys you matching outfits and jewelry

-you went to a souvenir shop once in France, and he saw a cute stand making matching bracelets for married couples, you weren't married at the time, but Jonghyun being so in love with matching with you and showing off how much he loves you, wanted to get them so bad that he told the vender that you were engaged

-bought you a shirt with his face on it as a gag joke but wanted you to like it, you told him that you wouldn't wear it because it was too embarrassing but you surprised him by wearing it to bed every night, once Jinki, Minho, Kibum, and Taemin came over early in the morning and saw you still wearing it and teased you about it

-he convinced you to get secret matching tattoos of your birthdays, you got his, and he got yours, both of you got a tiny little heart above the dates and eventually you convinced him to get another one of your anniversary dates, right under the first with a little heart in between

-"We should get matching rings, oh, or matching necklaces." "Look at what I got!" *shows you a matching Halloween costume of Kagome and Inuyashi

*When he can't sleep, neither can you, he'll be damned if you get to sleep without him

-If he stays up late writing then he'll at first tell you that he's fine and tell you to go to bed, you'll go back and forth with the cliche "Are you sure you want me to go to bed?" And he'll respond, "Yes, I'm sure, go ahead." That'll go on for at least a minute before you "Okay if you say so," and start to walk away and that's when he'll decide that he'd rather you stay up with him (you end up falling asleep on him while he's writing, he thinks it's adorable and eventually, he'll carry you back to the bed and fall asleep with you)

*Hates fighting with you and tries to avoid it at all costs, he'd rather be right and wrong than have you being angry at him

-Once you fought over your heels making you taller than him, you tried to explain that it didn't matter, but Jonghyun refused to add you to the list of people taller than him

-he asked you to at least wear shorter ones but you said no, you both got upset and you decided you weren't going to go and went to undress, but of course, Jonghyun wasn't going to let you just go to bed and be upset, so he apologized and said that it didn't matter

-apologizes with kisses, will smoother you and cling to you until you forgive him

-if you ignore him he'll attach himself to you until you talk to him, you ignored him once before bed and he literally clung to you all night and even in the morning until you finally forgave him

-once he even sat on you and didn't move until you spoke to him

-but when he doesn't apologize first and it's just a small playful argument, he gets so dramatic and loud, the passion he has for winning the argument makes you laugh and almost forget that you were fighting

*when he finally gets to go out with you, he loves dancing with you

-is extremely dramatic when a song you both like comes on and will force you to come to dance with him

-"C'mon baby, it's our song!" You already know when you hear that he wants to dance and won't let up until you do

*when he's hanging out with his members, he always brings you along

-they adore you like a younger sibling (no matter your age), they all view you as a younger sibling in law, Jinki, and Minho spoil you, Kibum constantly takes you shopping and even paid for your hair and nails, Taemin also spoils you and even let you meet Kkoongie and Ddaengie

-they are completely used to the PDA and the very extremely cheesy and dramatic moments you both have

-older brother-in-law Shinee who is ready for you two to get married and basically live inside of each other and boyfriend Jonghyun who constantly tells you that he's going to marry you and never let you go (bc ur trapped lol)

*Is very competitive when it comes to games

-game nights go from adorable to a war zone in 0.1 seconds

-flips the game over and yells that you were cheating the whole time, he once wiped the whole board because you were about to win after making him pay almost all of his money and taking his houses (you left him with five dollars and no property), he swore you were cheating and won't play monopoly with you again

-you played piano tap one time on the way to practice with him before, and suddenly it turned into "who could get the highest score" You were both neck in neck, and when he suddenly got a call he literally screamed and almost threw his phone out the window

-rock paper scissors...need I say more? It's like winning one billion dollars for all of them and he's no different

*Always puts your relationship first, he's all about making time for you before and after tours or trips, he hates the idea of not spending as much time with you as possible before leaving for weeks or months at a time

-will plan dates weeks in advance so they don't overlap with comebacks, it seemed like too much to you and like he'd get tired of basically making a schedule for time to spend with you, but he actually enjoys it

-he once planned two full weeks of dates, movie nights, dinners, breakfasts, and night outs before a comeback, he ended up spending so much money and you made him promise not to do it again because he'd probably max out the company card if he did

*Randomly sends heartfelt messages when he gets super romantic and misses you while he's away

-they have to tell Jonghyun often to get off his phone, in between sets he tries to text but he gets so caught up in missing you that he'll miss the director telling them to get back in place

-sends voice memos when he can't text and isn't afraid to admit that he's talking to you, everyone can accurately guess that he's talking to you if he's texting

-he once sent an hour-long voice memo while he was out because he thought about the day you met again and get all soft and happy (he literally had just left and was only an hour away)

-will randomly text you like "My heart is aching for you, plz send me pictures of u now or I'll lose my mind" is super dramatic when he misses you and will swear it's the end of the world if he doesn't get to see you before he leave

*Is just super in love with you in general, he loves you so much and you love him just as much

-at night you do your skincare routine together, you put each other's face masks on and tie each other's hair back

-you race to the shower and have extremely wholesome and peaceful moments where you'll wash his hair, and he'll get that spot on your back that you can't reach

-you've even waxed his legs before, it was a very funny moment, he said that it wouldn't hurt at all and that it would feel like a pinch but of course, it hurt and he screamed so loud one of the neighbors knocked on the door and asked if everything was okay

*he can't sleep without holding you, it's so bad that he even has a tiny spray bottle of your perfume that he sprays on pillows when he leaves

-he thinks you smell amazing, he actually started washing his hair with the same shampoo as you and he even uses your lotion because it smells so nice and reminds him of you throughout the whole day.

In conclusion, Jonghyun is an amazing boyfriend and will absolutely adore you <3

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kikisfuneralservice · 1 year

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KIM JONGHYUN BF HEADCANONS

always wanted to know what kim jonghyun is like as a boyfriend? your questions have been answered…

includes nsfw content‼️

*ALL CONTENT IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND NON-ASSOCIATIVE WITH ANY OF SHINEE OR SM ENTERTAINMENT- PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES!*

FLUFF:

the two of you make time for each other whenever you can no matter how busy you are

he prefers to stay inside a lot of the time bc he just likes being with you

he does enjoy a good party once and a while tho

ALWAYS wants to bring you to EVERYTHING

he wants to bring you to everything SO he can talk to you the whole time and it’s like?? what was the point of this again? cuz u two are just kinda in the midst of the crowd shouting and laughing at each other with drinks in your hands

drinking competitions def

he knows he won't win but he loves to drink so he’s happy LMFSDFOS

won’t force you to do things either but likes to encourage you to get out of your comfort zone every once and a while

probably was in a chess club in high school

in some niche club or some shit that he wants to rekindle the fire in so he gets you to do some random ass shit like skiing

and he knows everything about it it’s rlly strange for some reason but also embarrassing for you bc u can tell he’s alr a pro and ur just flopping around

also an avid fan of ice skating LOVES THE HOLIDAYS OH MY GOD

every year it only gets more exciting for him? and like he is, he brings you along for it

is a gift giver

he gets you very thoughtful presents yet he never expects anything back and you try ur goddamn hardest but the only thing he wants at the end of the day is you with him

will be sitting in a chair in ikea and go, “this is the chair i’ll sit in when im eighty years old, i think”

“yeah but ur chair is better than mine”

“i live in luxury, y/n, it’s a lifestyle”

he is one of those bitches that u have to ask him not to bring home a new dog every single day

you already have like 3 of them bc he bought one from the shelter and the other 2 he found on the side of the road and begged you to take in with him

ur lowkey worried every time he asks u to pull over on the freeway bc u fear it’s another dog

(it wasn’t a dog—it was a cat tho)

so now u have 3 dogs and a cat

not that ur complaining

the honeymoon phase goes on for at least two or three years and then it goes straight to old married couple and there’s nothing in between those

also doesn’t like going to bed without solving problems first

he will quite literally stay up for four more hours if it means resolving it before going to bed angry

he just doesn’t like being angry

it doesn’t suit him anyway

teddy bear

he like holds ur face in his hands cuz he likes just gazing into ur eyes cuz he’s stupidly in love and he likes to place singular kisses on your lips so they’re not peppered but they’ll just be singular kisses maybe tries to sneak in there a little just loves holding u he loves u

giggles n touching and u both are kind of just under a blanket just in underwear or some shit and his skin is warm and soft

you love just being on him and feeling him close to u :(

same for him :(

“honey you have this mole on your back”

“jjong-“

“no it’s cute”

“it’s a birth mark?”

*grabby hands*

giggling and sliding his hands downnnnnnnnmmnnn

just laughter and giggles and moving his hands into your pants pls he knows u like it🧍

and you grab his wrists and are like :)

and he’s just :3 n kisses u like what!!

SMUT:

u come outta the bathroom and see him sitting in bed under the blankets in all of his glory what a beautiful man and he looks up at you like :) hey

he’s just so relieved to see you at the end of the day that’s all

you practically DIVE into bed and he laughs as you practically throw your body over his

and he’s rushing u to get under the covers before the cold monsters get you

he likes to wrap his arms around u and kiss ur cheeks everywhere ur forehead top of ur head just peppering everywhere he’s just so happy to see u :(

likes pressing the both of your foreheads together so he can look u in the eyes and then giggle when it gets too quiet

ahh he just likes holding u in his arms even if it’s just your head on his chest just any physical contact is all he wants

when he gets touchy he always ends up kissing u,,, once,,, or twice,, and then again,,, and again- and then ur on top of him and he’s holding you firm in his arms feeling him sigh into your mouth

just loves making out honest to god he lives for you and the noises you make out of satisfaction and the lip smacking it all makes him excited

it’s getting a little too hot and heavy but he still giggles once and a while and u two kinda chuckle at each other once and a while 💀

likes holding your waist as u sit down on his lap and then down to ur ass to touch

he kinda sits up so the two of you are closer and then rolls u over so you’re under him and both of u are kind of heaving for breath but it’s ok bc he loves seeing your chest move up and down for breath and parted lips

just likes necking honestly he likes leaving hickies too just to get you riled up. nights like these where it’s easy and you can feel his lips smile on your skin

running his hands through his hair as he lifts ur arched back up to lay in his arms

and glances down to see ur small panties🙄

he’s like oh and is like ok nvm get on me rn

just wants to feel you get wet in your panties juuuuust for him

likes that satisfaction but also likes seeing u breathily moan out his name

both of ur underwear is wet tho so all’s well and ends well

just the feeling of him growing underneath you and poking at you through your clothed body

he doesn’t want u to take them off tho

so he kinda just moves them ovveerrr

and he’s like they’re just too pretty baby let me fuck you in them please

lifts you by your waist and turns you over so you’re facing the bed but your ass is up

you can look back at him and it’s so contradictory seeing literal hearts pop out of his eyes in adoration for you but something else is also popping out

really likes just to be able to hold onto your hips

also reverse cowboy/girl

ass! ass! ass! ass! ass!

will ask if he can smack your ass bc pls pls pls god

wants to smack them while you wear your panties he just likes seeing them jiggle bye

he just likes touching so he has his hands theyre kneading into your ass, your thighs, your tummy, your chest

is a tactile learner

a bit of a hands on guy

for my afab folks god he loves boobs tho

likes playing with them bc he knows he’ll get a reaction from you

unrelated kind of a side note

i feel like he likes the vibrating panties too. doesn’t really care for public action either he just likes having you in front of him seeing you in pleasure

just likes seeing you hold onto the bed frame as you call out his name for him to help

and he always delivers

also will grab you by your thighs bc he wants you to sit on his face

doesn’t care how much u weigh yadda yadda yadda just sit on his face so he can fuck you with his tongue and suffocate

holds onto your thighs while doing so

likes to leave you shaking

he likes tasting u but doesn’t always go straight to it

so he’ll leave kisses maybe on your inner thighs,,, to around you, maybe leave kisses before putting hisbtongueinnnn

HE TRAILS THE KISSES UP AND TEASES U HEHEHEH

if he’s holding you he’ll always be rubbing your back

just likes touching your skin

he’s he’s he’s so soft abt it too

like so gentle in caressing u

and he goes to grab you to tickle you💀

just laughs and runs his hands through your hair

let’s you go wash up and then come back to cuddle :/

always likes being big spoon he loves holding you

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OK SURPRISE! this is very unexpected i am aware BUT i just realized that i hadn’t done jjong yet for these! and with that we are done with the bf headcanons! please let me know if you’d like any more future hcs, and you know i will deliver. thank you all again to those who are enjoying my content!

- anne <3

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softshineehours · 2 years

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[5:00 A.M] Taemin hitting you up to go to the nearest convenience store for ice cream.

#shinee #ot5 #shinee blurb #shinee fluff #shinee scenario #lee jinki #onew #kim jonghyun #jonghyun #kim kibum #kibum #key #choi minho #minho #lee taemin #taemin

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imaginidol · 10 months

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Taemin: Distant Bells Are Ringing

I don’t always leave an author’s note but I loved writing this for my anonnie’s request <3. So much so that I listened to both the instrumental pieces I mention in this headcanon whilst writing it, and I 100% would recommend you guys do the same bc I felt like crying the whole time lolzzz hope u like it !! :)

A sound of faint, classical music catches your attention as you’re exiting your dark SUV. Your bodyguard outstretches his hand in your direction, offering to lead you carefully out of the vehicle. You look around happily as you lift the sides your long, elegant gown, planting your heels firmly on the ground as you made your way to the entrance of the wedding venue.

“Thank you for coming tonight,” the familiar voice of your wedded friend’s brother greets you at the doors. “I can’t believe you made it!”

“Of course I had to come, how could I miss one of my closest friend’s wedding!? Thank you for inviting me,” you say as the boy leads you inside.

You walk into the beautifully decorated wedding venue, admiring every detail about the grandiose place in awe. Your eyes travel from the high vaulted ceilings to the intricately designed stained-glass windows. The center isle is filled with gorgeous arrangements of flowers and floral arches. All around, people were murmuring in excitement as the ceremony would soon begin.

You’re about to walk to your seat when all of a sudden, you nearly let out a shriek at the touch of a person’s arm against your shoulder.

“What the—,” you quickly turn around and find yourself making unexpectedly hard eye-to-eye contact with none other than…

Lee Taemin.

Honestly? This probably wouldn’t have been so bad if it weren’t for the absolute heart-wrenching heartbreak I had to endure all alone after we broke up…

Your mind quickly threatens to recall all the miserable nights you cried yourself to sleep for the boy standing in front of you, but you immediately brush them aside and plant the biggest smile on your face instead.

I can’t think of the past now.

“Taemin! Oh, I didn’t know you were here,” you say, awkwardly looking around to make sure no people were looking your way. It was no secret to the media that you and Taemin were once a favorite celebrity couple sought out by all kinds of fans, journalists, and paparazzis alike.

“Of course I’d be here. Don’t you remember we met through the bride?”

“Oh, right,” you answer, letting out an awkward half-laugh.

“I saw you walk in and I couldn’t not tell you how… how amazing you look!” he says, an innocent smile spreading across his face.

“Thank you, Taemin. You look pretty handsome yourself, actually,” you cheekily say back.

“Mister and Missus,” the voice of an older gentleman approaches you both. “Allow me too guide you to your reserved seats tonight,” he says, guiding you and Taemin into the ceremonial room.

“Oh, we’re not togeth—” you stop your sentence when you feel Taemin place his hand against your back, following the gentleman to wherever he seemed fit.

“Thank you,” you say to the gentleman anyway once you’ve reached your reserved seats.

Taemin sits next to you and, to your surprise, there aren’t many other people sitting in your section yet.

“Uh, Taemin?” You carefully look around the room before whispering into his ear, “we’re the only people sitting in this row right now… doesn’t it look a little…”

“Scandalous?” He finishes, giving you a smirk. “I’d be surprised if someone doesn’t take any pictures of us tonight.”

“Right,” you huff, turning your attention back to the front of the room.

For a moment, neither says a word, until Taemin finally speaks up.

“So… how’ve you been?”

“I’ve been… I’ve been good.”

“Yeah, I hear you’ve released a few albums since we last spoke. They’re really good. I really liked your most recent comeback,” he says quietly.

“Thank you, it means… a lot, actually.”

There is another awkward silence, before you speak up this time.

“How about you? How have you and SHINee been?”

“We’re still aiming to be the best we can be,” he smiles. “You don’t listen to us anymore, huh?”

“What? Of course I do. Just because you and I were… a thing… doesn’t mean I don’t love Minho any less.”

He scoffed. “Minho was always your bias, huh? Even when we were a ‘thing’?”

“Well, duh,” you roll your eyes, “look at him. He’s gorgeous!”

“Whatever,” he says, looking around him as a few other couples and guests slowly filled the seats more and more.

“You know,” he says, crossing his arms and turning his eyes toward you, “I only started talking to you just now ‘cause I don’t think I know anyone else here…”

“I thought you said you wanted to talk to me to tell me I looked pretty?”

“Oh, oops, yeah, that too,” he smirked. “It worked, ‘cause you’re still talking to me.”

“You’re still so annoying,” you say, crossing your legs.

He laughs mischievously, lightly punching your thigh.

“Isn’t it crazy how we almost instantly clicked again after so many years of not talking, though?”

You don’t answer him for a moment, thinking carefully of the words you’d say next.

“I guess,” you start to respond, “even after we went our separate ways, our comfort when being around each other never really went away.”

“Hmm,” he ponders, “why do you think that is?”

You don’t get a chance to respond because the ceremony begins, and all guests’ attention turns towards the front of the room.

The wedding ceremony of you and Taemin’s mutual friend plays out flawlessly beautiful.

An organist begins playing O Holy Night, at the request for the bride’s entrance. The bride walks in gracefully as ever. Her princess-styled silk dress was intricately decorated with mesh flowers, her long-sleeved white gloves featured complex designs of floral delicacies. Even from the bride’s back-view, her long, delicately designed dress tail captured and maintained all eyes on her.

Taemin had quietly moved his eyes from the bride at one point and turned his attention secretly to you.

You also looked lavishing in your dark green gown tonight, beautifully complementing the colors of the wedding decor altogether. Taemin couldn’t help but wonder if…

…if you could ever be his bride.

His eyes slowly began to water at the recollection of hundreds of shared memories alongside of you as your partner.

All the laughs, the jokes, the cries, the arguments, the make-ups, the love you shared privately in more ways than one.

He had… missed you.

Why’d we have to break up? He thoughtfully wonders as the bride and groom begin taking their vows.

If only we’d worked through our problems and not run away from them…

But it was almost every day that the arguments would arise.

The bride and groom exchange wedding bands and hold their hands together.

Taemin turns his eyes from the soon-to-be-married couple and focuses again on you.

Yes, while you were physically close to him at this very moment, he couldn’t help but think about how far you truly were.

If only I’d tried harder from my end, Taemin thinks defeatedly. I’ve been through the best and the absolute worst of this industry. If only I hadn’t let the malicious false rumors of that cheating scandal get the best of you…

The old priest raises his hands towards the crowd.

…maybe it would’ve been us on that pulpit by now.

He announces the couple as husband and wife.

But I couldn’t protect you without losing myself in the process.

The groom and bride share their first kiss as husband and wife, and the room erupts into loud cheers and happy tears. The organist beings playing the all-too familiar tune of Mendelssohn’s Wedding March, and the new man and wife begin preparing to make their way back down the isle for their final grand ceremonial exit.

Taemin closes his eyes as a couple tears begin rolling down his cheeks. He’s in too deep in his own thoughts when he feels the soft touch of a cloth rubbing against his face.

His eyes open and he makes direct eye contact with you.

You’d taken a handkerchief from your purse and wiped the tears gently from his face, not saying a word.

All around you, white confetti and red flower petals fall as the bride and groom begin exiting the room, the cheers of their guests roaring louder, the organist’s musical arrangement filling the room with l endearing excitement.

You and Taemin are caught frozen in each other’s gaze for a moment in time. Your hand is gently cupped around his face, his tears have slowed, and your emotions are caught in a trance.

What ever will we do? You think to yourself.

How could I ever move on from you? He thinks to himself.

How could I ever… you look into his eyes,

…have left you? he wonders,

…And now I find myself, you ponder,

…having feelings for you, he comes closer,

…even after all, you close your eyes,

…this, his nose brushes lightly against yours,

…time! your lips clash against his.

All around you, couples take notice of you and Taemin sharing an intimate moment together. The gentlemen cheer and begin taking their partners hand in hand, leaning them back against their arms to share kisses of their own in celebration of light of a new marriage.

White confetti and red flower petals continue to float about the room and around all the couples, guests, the newlyweds as the organists begins intensifying the final chords of the infamous Wedding March.

Taemin pulls away slightly, a few more tears escaping his reddened eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers to you. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you.”

You shake your head, not wanting to hear the words you longed to wish for.

“No, Taemin, I’m sorry I ever doubted you. I’m sorry I abandoned the trust I had in you… in us.”

“I should’ve gone back even after all the—”

“There’s no point in bringing up the past anymore, Tae,” you whisper.

“But I have to—”

“Shh,” you gently place a finger against his lips. “I received all the proof from your agency once the investigation was over. I now know you never had betrayed me like that.”

“You… you do?”

You smile. “I’m sorry I never went back for you. I was too ashamed to face you after you were proven innocent.”

“No,” he whispers. “I’m the one who should’ve fought harder.”

“Tae—”

Your words are cut short at the realization that there was no point in arguing further. You had grown and reflected, and so had he.

Knowing what you both knew now, there was an opportunity for the trust to grow back.

Perhaps tonight you could start over.

Perhaps tonight at the wedding reception, over delicious dinner and sugary wedding cake, you could start over.

Perhaps tonight you and Taemin would finally be able to reach the closure you both longed for, and start walking together towards a happily ever after of your own.

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The wedding reception had gone just as fun and smoothly as the ceremony. The guests had gathered around the bride and her groom to cut their enormous marbled-flavored cake. A couple minutes before the cake-cutting begun, the bride caught a glimpse of you and Taemin and quickly walked over to you both.

“Hey, you smoochy lovebirds, why didn’t you tell me you got back together!?”

“What? How’d you even know—”

“Oh, please!” she giggled, “You started the little kissing-train back at the venue, didn’t ya? Look, it’s already making headlines!!” She excitedly pulls out her phone from her sleek reception gown’s pockets and points the screen at you both.

Indeed, there’s a half-blurry picture of you and Taemin sharing a loving, lasting kiss amidst the newlyweds’ grand exit. The headline at the top reads in bolder letters: BREAKING!! HAVE THE STARRY-EYED COUPLE ALLEGEDLY MADE A COMEBACK!?

Underneath the post, thousands of comments were already flooding the media with fans excitedly screaming their heads off at the sight of their favorite celebrity couple rumored to be seen together again. Fans from all around the industry—even fans who didn’t actively listen to you or Taemin’s music—enthusiastically shared well wishes and celebration for you both, many of these fans hoping that this time your relationship would lead to a much happier ending.

“I’ll say, your kissing stunt was absolutely perfect!” the bride excitedly bounces up and down. “All my wedding exit pictures have guests sharing kisses in the background and it’s so… so beautiful!! I’ll have to get that moment framed for our new home!”

Taemin places his hand around your waist, pulling you closer.

“If it weren’t for your wedding, I wouldn’t have gotten closure with my love again,” he smiles. He then turns his attention to you.

“And,” he adds, “I never would’ve believed I could fall in love with the right person all over again.”

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The Roommate (And How He Got In Jonghyun's Pants) - JongTae Oneshot

Masterlist

Pairing: Jonghyun x Taemin

Genre: explicit, fluff, roommates AU

Word Count: 6.7k words

You can also find this story on: AO3

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Summary:

Jonghyun, who once didn't like his roommate, now likes him a lot. A whole lot.

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The Roommate (And How He Got In Jonghyun's Pants)

Jonghyun couldn’t afford the rent on his apartment anymore, which frustrated Jonghyun because it wasn’t what he planned on. He didn’t want to share his apartment; he picked that apartment, especially because he could afford the rent. However, his capitalist landlord struck him with the worst news a university student working one job could hear: his landlord wanted to increase his rent. This was typical of a landlord and it made Jonghyun resent them all; they were nothing but power hungry, money hungry bastards in his eyes. So he did what anyone would in that situation: he put up an advertisement for a roommate.

When Taemin and Jonghyun first met, Jonghyun didn’t believe that Taemin was old enough to be in university, let alone old enough to have a job to pay the rent. He nearly laughed at Taemin and walked out of the coffee shop. But unfortunately for him, Taemin was too cute to say no to. Also, he found out that Taemin was only a few years younger than him and he was an anthropology major. So they’ve been roommates for six months now and it's taken time for Jonghyun to get used to always having another person around because he loved solitude and found peace in it. Taemin never left the apartment, unless it was to go to university. But Taemin was also messy and it drove Jonghyun mad. Jonghyun was the type of person to clean up after himself; he’d do it right away. Taemin was the type of person who would wait for his mess to accumulate and then clean it up while making it look very painful, like he had never had to clean up after himself before. He was clumsy as well; Jonghyun didn't even know how many porcelains or glasses he’s had to help clean up and replace.

In retrospect, he should of prepared himself for little things like this. But he didn’t. At least Taemin’s mum always sends side dishes for them to share and she, although he wouldn’t say it out loud, made the most delicious side dishes, better than his own mum.

Taemin walked into the apartment after finishing his day at university in his—Jonghyun’s—black oversized sweater and joggers and greeted Jonghyun while he was cooking for them. Taemin placed his bag down on the kitchen table as he came up behind Jonghyun, looking over his shoulder and sniffing like a rabbit. “Smells good," he commented and Jonghyun laughed. Jonghyun had become used to Taemin and actually found him endearing in almost every way. His clumsiness that once irritated Jonghyun had now wormed its way into his heart and made Jonghyun want to help him, because now Jonghyun feels like he has to look after him, which he doesn’t mind at all. His mess now makes Jonghyun laugh and think about how fitting it is for Taemin, and his strange obsession with cereal, Jonghyun can deal with it all, he wants to deal with it all. Because it’s all Taemin.

“Yeah?” Jonghyun turns around and ruffles Taemin’s hair and Taemin leans into his touch like a kitten. “You hungry?” Taemin hums and closes his eyes, moving his head to let him scratch more at the base of his nape, making Jonghyun’s heart flutter. Jonghyun realised his feelings towards Taemin weren’t just platonic three months after he moved in and ever since he acknowledged them, they’ve grown and consumed him. He's gotten over his awkward part but sometimes he still doesn’t know how to act around the other. Because Taemin does and says a lot of strange things that he doesn’t know makes Jonghyun’s heart beat at a stupid rate. Which wasn’t what he wanted. When he first put up the advertisement for a roommate, before Taemin came into his life, Jonghyun was devoted to his studies and had no interest in relationships whatsoever. But Taemin was too hard not to like—so cute, so ditsy.

“How was Uni?” Jonghyun finds the words to make more conversation because he hasn’t heard Taemin’s voice all day and he misses it.

Taemin pulls away from Jonghyun’s touch and looks at him with wide eyes. “You know that second-year Kibum?” Taemin asks and yes, he does know Kibum; he’s younger than Jonghyun. While Jonghyun is in his last year of his bachelor's degree, Kibum is in his second and Taemin is in his first. Kibum is known by pretty much everyone in the university, or at least anyone with ears and eyes. Kibum is excessively loud in every way—his mouth, his fashion. But apart from all of that, he was the reason Jonghyun realised he was gay. He was the first man Jonghyun ever slept with, and now he’s worried about why Taemin has brought him up.

Cautiously, Jonghyun says, “Yeah, I know him.”

“He won’t stop bothering me! I don’t even know what he wants.” Taemin states candidly, not giving him time to adjust, the words making Jonghyun freeze on the spot. He tries to concentrate on something that isn’t bubbling up inside him, because he is not jealous.

“He probably just wants to talk,” Jonghyun says trying to sound as candid as Taemin just did. He isn’t lying, Kibum probably did just want to talk: whether it was the way Jonghyun wanted it to be or not.

Taemin shrugs and brushes the subject under the rug like he didn’t just make Jonghyun the most jealous person in the world and walks over to the fridge, pulls out a bottle of water, downing it and then, when Jonghyun can’t take his eyes off him, Taemin winks playfully, “Do I have time to have a quick shower and get changed?”

And Jonghyun’s heartbeat is driving him mad; he’s sure Taemin knows what he’s doing to his heart because how could he be that oblivious to his red face? “Yeah, sure, do that," he swallowed thickly, trying not to imagine Taemin in the shower. That's inappropriate. So is watching Taemin walk off and staring at his butt, Taemin doesn’t know any of it. He doesn’t know how Jonghyun’s heart craves him or how much he wants to be around him all the time. He doesn’t need to know either.

Jonghyun busies himself with thoughts like how he needs to buy more eggs and stuff like don’t burn the carbonara because that wouldn’t be good, and he doesn’t have any more money to buy takeout if he fails because he spent it all already on takeouts, restaurants, and rent plus utilities. It’s that time of month when they have to make do with what's in the fridge, and they should really get out of the habit of spending all their money on takeouts and then living on whatever they have left but they are students.

Taemin returns, hair wet, droplets of water down his neck, blue boxers, and a black hoodie. If Jonghyun thought his life couldn’t get any harder, he was wrong. He can’t just stare, but he wants to still look, so he makes the effort to start a conversation, “Nice shower?”

Taemin nods and walks to the cupboard, grabbing two glasses and getting a bottle of merlot out of the wine holder, filling the two glasses and bending down, sticking his butt out so he can be eye level with the glasses so he can make sure they are the same. And Jonghyun tries not to look at his butt. “We're in our ‘WEED era’,” Taemin says it out of nowhere and catches Jonghyun by surprise so he turns around and mixes the pasta—like he definitely was just not looking at the other's arse—releasing its doneness. He starts dishing it up into two blue bowls, which are the most recent addition to their collection. What is a ‘WEED era’ and is Taemin taking drugs? Should Jonghyun be concerned? “What's a ‘WEED era’? And how are you sure I want to be involved?” Jonghyun asks; he doesn’t actually care if Taemin includes him. He wants to be included in everything Taemin does, even if it’s as stupid as joining him in a ‘weed era’.

“Don’t lie, you want to join everything I’m doing." Taemin narrows his eyes, causing Jonghyun to gulp because, can Taemin read his mind? “It stands for ‘we enjoy every day’. I saw it on SNS but actually, it’s pretty cool. So I think I sound pretty cool if I say it. You should be happy I included you.” Taemin is such a nerd and Jonghyun loves it. He loves the way Taemin gets sassy and the way his nose scrunches. He loves the way Taemin puts him on a cliff and then pulls him off the edge but sometimes, just sometimes, he wishes Taemin would push him off the cliff.

Jonghyun didn’t need to think about that; he needed to think about a reply to Taemin. He needs to come up with the right thing to say, something witty or something that doesn’t sound strained, “You’re such a nerd.” And Taemin scrunches his nose up at his reply; his reaction could have been worse. So that feels like a win for Jonghyun. Jonghyun takes the bowls, sits down, and waits for Taemin to join him.

“You like nerds, though.” Taemin gasps as he walks over to the table with the two wine glasses. “Maybe, oh my. Does that mean you like me?” Jonghyun can handle a lot of things Taemin throws his way but Taemin walking in his tiny boxers and accusing him of liking him is something that he never thought he’d have to handle. Struggling now Jonghyun doesn't know where to look so he settles on staring at his pasta. The most Jonghyun can get out is a throttled chuckle as he feels his ears heat up. Whatever happens, he is not going to admit to liking Taemin; no way will he; he’s not going to mess up their friendship. Feeling like he’s on a bed of hot coals he makes use of his hands, tries to swirl his pasta around his fork and shoves the bit he manages to get into his mouth.

And Taemin sits down, placing the wine glasses in front of himself and Jonghyun, expectant eyes like a cat and if he had a tail, it would be swaying side to side. Objectively speaking, Jonghyun doesn’t even know if Taemin likes guys so maybe even if he said he did like him, Taemin wouldn’t even bat an eye. But what's the point if there's a slight chance everything could come crashing down? And maybe if he did take it the right way, what if Taemin felt uncomfortable and then he’d be awkward around Jonghyun and maybe he’d even move out? And Jonghyun needs to stop thinking. So he tries to push the thoughts aside and sinks deeper into his chair, drinking his wine and then sinking deeper. Watching Taemin’s plump lips part, a tiny sliver of his tongue pokes out and he takes the edge of his wine glass in between them. He watches as his Adams apple bobs as he swallows the red liquid and a drop collects at the bottom of his lip, making Jonghyun stretch out and swipe his thumb over it. Soft, warm, and pillowy. Jonghyun wishes he could just kiss him, just once. Someone having lips like Taemin should be a sin; there's no way anyone wouldn’t want to kiss them.

And maybe Jonghyun’s finger lingered for a second too long but when he removed it, his finger wasn't there long enough. He should probably say something, anything, like, “Shall we watch a movie after this?” Yeah, something like that. That was good.

And Taemin makes Jonghyun go sublime as his foot runs down his shin and Jonghyun has to rethink his whole life because, what the fuck, that one touch should not be sending blood straight to his dick and it should not be making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. “Yeah, sure, I’d love to. But, just saying, I’m not sitting there for an hour while you pick.” Taemin needs to stop talking and let Jonghyun’s brain catch up because it is going to take him a while to reply because all he can see is an angel in front of him.

Nevertheless, Jonghyun smiles and downs his wine and fills both of the glasses to the top, which, is really bad wine etiquette and he knows that. He’d like to get drunk enough to maybe sleep through the movie so he doesn’t have to think about how close Taemin will be, and he wishes Taemin would have mercy on his poor heart. “I’ll wash up then. You can pick the movie.” Jonghyun says, and he collects the bowls.

Jonghyun scrubs the bowls harsher than he should and the blue paint has chipped off—it doesn’t matter because Taemin will probably break them soon—but maybe if he scrubs them like this, he can distract himself from the thoughts swirling around his head that are so not appropriate. Maybe he can scrub away his feelings as well as his heart until they are just specks, like the specks of paint that are being washed down the drain. He hears Taemin hum in the living room, satisfied, and he knows that Taemin has found something, so he should hurry up and finish abusing the bowls, just like his feelings.

He walks into the living room, surrounded by the ambience of a single candle glowing on the coffee table. The room is dark and Taemin is sitting in the middle of the sofa, looking as pretty as a picture. Jonghyun wishes he could have him right there. He absolutely can't so he picks the spot furthest away from Taemin in the corner of the sofa and he curls his legs up so there is no chance of him accidentally touching Tamein and sending his mind into a spiral. Taemin reaches out to the coffee table grabs one of the glasses and hands it to Jonghyun and he must have brought them in when he was washing the bowls. Jonghyun has no limits on wine and he intends to drink as much as he can so he takes the glass from Taemin, their fingers brushing and sending chills down his spine. He’ll drink to that.

The horror film Taemin chose feels like it's playing in the background for Jonghyun; he can’t stop staring at Taemin. It’s not Jonghyun’s fault Taemin is more interesting than the film and it’s also not his fault the wine has completely gone to his head. Well, maybe the last part is his fault; his alcohol tolerance is terrible and he drank the wine knowingly because of this. The atmosphere is so cozy and Jonghyun just wants to grab Taemin and pull him into his lap. He doesn’t know if he wants to kiss him and play with his hair or bend him over the sofa until he cries and his legs shake.

The film is over and the wine glasses are empty and if Taemin asks Jonghyun about what happened, he won’t have an answer. He watches as Taemin gets up from the sofa and makes his way to the kitchen out of his sight, so he gets a blanket to cover himself because the winter weather has crept in through their shitty windows that need reinsulating. Feet rushing, slapping, against the wooden floor makes Jonghyun look up in anticipation, slightly worried and slightly excited to just see Taemin again. A little dance in the doorway makes him laugh. Taemin stood there with another bottle of wine in his hand, looking very accomplished with himself.

“Why are you hogging the blanket?” Taemin asks with a cute scowl on his face as he walks over and sits right next to Jonghyun, shuffling closer and pulling the blanket over him as well. “I got us more wine.”

“I can see that,” Jonghyun muses.

“Let’s watch another movie,” Taemin suggests, but Jonghyun doesn’t need to answer; Taemin will put one on anyway; he knows Jonghyun won’t go to sleep yet. Jonghyun watches as Taemin leans to get the wine glasses, and he catches a glimpse of Taemin's waist, soft and small, and he wants to grab it. He wonders what Taemin would do if he did; would he squirm? Would he laugh and push Jonghyun away, telling him it tickles? Or would he gasp in surprise?

Taemin sits back down too fast for Jonghyun to even try and he hands Jonghyun his glass which is now full and snuggles into his side, his head resting on Jonghyun's shoulder. Without uttering anything, Jonghyun lifts his arm and moves Taemin’s head to his chest as he wraps his arm around Taemin’s waist, as he expected, cute and small. Taemin doesn't actually protest; instead, he does the exact opposite and nuzzles into Jonghyun’s chest. Jonghyun should probably have thought about this beforehand; Taemin will be able to hear his heart. And his heart is pounding at an astronomical rate; if Taemin asks, he’ll just blame it on the alcohol. Yeah.

Throughout the film, Taemin slips further and further down Jonghyun’s chest and he is now on his thigh, one hand under it and the other on top, as if he doesn’t want Jonghyun to move. Jonghyun is not going to move because he can’t. He’s too busy thinking about not getting a boner. Taemin is so close to his dick and he could easily pull Jonghyun’s joggers down and suck his dick with his perfect lips and he’d look so amazing. Breathe. Jonghyun needs to breathe because Taemin is definitely not going to do that and getting a boner while Taemin’s head is right next to his dick would be so embarrassing and Taemin wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye for a week. Taemin does stuff like that; once he walked in on Jonghyun having a shower and he completely freaked out, hand over his eyes, face so red, and apologies spluttering out like quick fire, he couldn’t look Jonghyun in the eye for two weeks after that. And Jonghyun was the one who felt the worst; he hated Taemin avoiding eye contact. He didn’t realise how much he loved Taemin’s eyes and cute fast blinks until he was starved of them. So after that, Jonghyun tried his best to make sure nothing like that could ever happen again. Like now. He can’t get a boner. He can’t. He won’t.

Taemin needs to stop moving because Jonghyun is dying and when Taemin buries his head into Jonghyun’s lap and rubs his face against his thigh, like a cat, a cat that is making Jonghyun’s life so much harder and he should have worn boxers because Taemin just caught the shaft of his dick and forced a deep grunt out of him right from his dick. He’s so screwed. Taemin doesn’t seem embarrassed or perturbed, though. And what takes Jonghyun by surprise is when Taemin does it again, another grunt ripped from his throat. And his dick is now throbbing, half hard, and Taemin doesn’t seem to care. So Jonghyun presses Taemin’s neck down, he’s not sure what he’s doing, but Taemin has frozen, whether it’s from the pressure on the back of his neck or from the realisation of what he was just doing, “Taemin, what are you doing?” Shocked he manages to ask, shocked at how his own voice sounds to his ears. Breathlessly and rougher than it should as if he hadn’t drank water in three days, so he coughs a bit to try and get it back to normal and swallows.

A whine comes out of Taemin’s mouth, so slutty that it goes straight to Jonghyun’s dick, twitching in his joggers. Stuck on what to do and head spinning, Jonghyun pulls Taemin up by his hair, earning him another noise that can’t quite be described half like a moan and half like a groan. Taemin should really stop making all these noises; they aren't doing Jonghyun any good and Jonghyun really needs to think straight.

“Taemin, what are you doing?” He asks again with more authority in his voice because he is not going to screw this up and Taemin needs to be coherent for whatever he thinks he’s doing.

Pink flushed cheeks and fluttering eyes Taemin says, “I want to help you.” All Jonghyun can think is, oh god, and fuck. Taemin looks so sweet but so sinful at the same time, his lips swollen as if he’s been worrying them, and his eyes half-lidded and clouded in a haze of lust. Jonghyun has to dig his heels into the sofa to ground himself. He's trying to think with his brain instead of his dick, but his brain isn’t working; it’s clouded by lust and wine.

“Taemin, what are you talking about?" He needs to get this right. There's no way this is actually happening. Taemin must just be confused, right?

Taemin gives him this look that goes straight to his stomach, only fueling the fire that Taemin started, and he feels caught out for whatever reason. And Jonghyun’s world is shattering and shaking, probably just as much as he is. "Please." There is no way he is actually begging Jonghyun. There is no way. “I know you think of me. I’ve heard you in the shower moaning my name, more than once. Just let me help you, please,” Taemin says in whiney, sultry tones dripping from his mouth.

Taemin doesn’t give Jonghyun time to reply before he palms Jonghyun’s dick through his joggers. Jonghyun’s head falls back and a moan is released from his mouth, submitting to pure hedonism; his mind is wiped blank and he struggles to breathe. He can’t even think about how embarrassed he is that Taemin heard him in the shower, not while Taemin is making him question why he waited so long for this to happen or why he didn’t just make a move on Taemin first, not while Taemin is mouthing his dick through his joggers, turning the light grey fabric to dark grey with his wet patches of saliva. The white heat spreading through his body—feeling something he’s craved for so long—feels like a dream. Not knowing what to do, Jonghyun gips the edge of the sofa, so tight, digging his nails into the poor leather as he tries not to levitate on the feeling as Taemin’s hand slips under his waistband, and when his fingers touch Jonghyun’s dick, his breath hitches. “Taemin.” Jonghyun doesn’t even know why he’s talking; it’s not like he has anything to say after that either. Maybe just to make sure it isn’t a dream and that Taemin is actually there.

The look in Taemin’s eyes is so mischievous as he pulls the other's joggers down. When they get past his dick, his dick springs back up, slaps his stomach, and Taemin mewls at the sight, making Jonghyun feel crazy. Jonghyun can’t get enough of Taemin’s visuals; he can’t get over the way Taemin is licking his lips at the sight of him so when Taemin blows hot air on his dick, he hardly manages to keep his hips from thrusting up. He never thought Taemin would be such a tease or even be interested in him.

Taemin doesn’t seem to care what he’s doing to Jonghyun’s mental state. He sits on Jonghyun’s thighs, looking a mix of angelic and demonic, because who thought Taemin would ever be like this? Jonghyun just marvels at Taemin; his thighs look so soft and feel so impossibly soft and warm on Jonghyun; his dick is hard; and there’s a wet patch forming on his blue boxers. It makes Jonghyun shiver at the thought that he has done that to Taemin.

Taemin drags his finger up Jonghyun’s neck, leaving goosebumps trailing behind until he reaches his jaw and Jonghyun has to suppress a shiver. He stops grabbing Jonghyun’s jaw and smiles, warm and all teeth showing like they would if he smiled at him any other day. Jonghyun feels like he’s just been given whiplash. The seamless change from lust filled cockslut to cute and innocent is absolutely mind boggling to Jonghyun. “You’re so beautiful,” Taemin breathes out and that's the first time Jonghyun has ever been called beautiful. Sure, he’s been called handsome, charming, and other things, but never beautiful . It makes his heart swell and his face glow redder than it did before. If that is possible.

He opens his mouth to reply—he’s not sure what—but is cut off by a pair of warm lips. It takes more than a second for Jonghyun to reciprocate in shock that this is happening and how fast everything is going and when he does, Taemin moans into his mouth, forcing him to swallow the beautiful sounds as he rocks his hips forward, grinding onto Jonghyun’s naked dick. The feeling of Taemin’s warm clothed dick makes Jonghyun release a sound he didn’t think he could make—low, rough, and almost animalistic. With not even a drop of self control left, Jonghyun releases his hands from the sofa and explores Taemin's body, one hand going up his jumper, gabbing his waist soft and warm so tightly that Taemin yelps and the other grabbing his arse, fingers digging into his flesh. He needs something to hold onto; otherwise, he’s not sure what he’ll do.

Jonghyun can hardly resist the urge to bend Taemin over and fuck him, but Taemin started this so he’s going to let Taemin do the leading. No matter how hard it is or how much Jonghyun wants to be in control. This is real and it is happening so Jonghyun takes the opportunity as best he can. Taemin bites down on Jonghyun’s lip, whimpering into his mouth as his hips continue grinding into him, giving him a mixture of pleasure and pain, and once again pulling a grunt from his lip, tongues now exploring each other's mouths, warm, wet, and everything he could ever want. Taemin's arms are now wrapping around Jonghyun’s neck, fingers playing with his short hair at his nape. Fiery passion into every mouth movement, lust and pent up feelings fueling it all, turning them into a beautiful mess of limbs.

When Taemin moves away from Jonghyun, a string of spit hangs from his mouth as he bites his lip, so Jonghyun just has to lean out and wipe it with his thumb, only for Taemin to take it into his mouth, sucks it and roll his tongue over the pad of his thumb. So needy. Jonghyun is beyond repair now and he doesn’t think he will ever be able to stop replaying that moment in his head. Taemin crawls off the sofa with as much grace and elegance as one can and Jonghyun tries not to huff at the loss of Taemin but when he sees Taemin on his knees between his legs, it's enough for him to moan. Jonghyun has always been someone who loves visuals and Taemin is the epitome of a visual; he is adonis; he is art and poetry. Taemin takes Jonghyun into his hand and pumps at a disgustingly slow, mocking pace, making Jonghyun moan and throw his head back, half satisfied that he’s being touched but half desperately needing some more friction. If Taemin doesn’t stop looking at Jonghyun like that—so beautiful, so sinful, so lustful—he doesn’t know how much longer it will be until he grabs Taemin’s hand and fucks himself into it like a brat, and Jonghyun isn’t a brat. “Wow, you’ve got such a pretty dick,” Taemin says while looking at it, watching as it slides up and down in his hand Jonghyun moans in response. “I want to put it in my mouth.” Taemin expresses his thoughts.

Taemin can do whatever he wants. Normally, when having sex, Jonghyun is the one who's teasing and in control; however, today he’ll let Taemin have him any way he wants. “Do it,” is all that Jonghyun can say almost in a whisper; he’s never wanted anything so bad in his life and Taemin’s lips were made for dick sucking, perfect lips for a blowjob. So when Taemin finally wraps his lips around the head of Jonghyun’s cock so wet and so hot that he’s not sure who is moaning louder, the feeling of Taemin's moans vibrating on his dick makes him see white and he thursts up on instinct into Taemin’s mouth, hitting the back of his throat, making Taemin moan and roll his eyes back. Every noise that Jonghyun manages to drag from Taemin’s lips with his dick feels like a blessing and he wonders how much more vocal he’d be with his dick buried deep inside him, or even just one finger.

Taemin gets to work, like he’s done this a hundred times, a soft hand like velvet wrapping around the base of Jonghyun’s dick, going in tandem with his mouth. Submitting himself to Jonghyun’s dick as if it were oxygen. The visual is enough to make Jonghyun cum. Taemin looks so beautiful and so slutty. Cheeks and ears flushed, mouth stuffed full of cock, eyes looking up at Jonghyun through his eyelashes, fluttering and glazed with lust. The air in the room is so hot it could be the gates of hell. If Jonghyun wasn’t so indulged in the feeling of Taemin's mouth, he’d believe that he actually was there but right now he’s feeling like heaven.

Taemin hollows his cheeks and pulls off with a pop, making Jonghyun moan so loudly that he’s nearly embarrassed but he can’t tear his eyes away from the sight as Taemin goes back down on him, using his tongue to swirl around the head and dragging it along all the veins. God. Jonghyun needs this to speed up; he’s been so close to tipping off the edge for what feels like forever so he grabs a fist full of Taemin’s hair and shoves him down, making Taemin practically wail. “So good. You’re so good,” he praises and Taemin releases a whimper and a shiver. Pride swims inside Jonghyun at the reaction and then he realises that Taemin wants to be praised. Taemin deserves all the praise in the world.

He lifts Taemin off by the hair so he can look at him. Taemin sobs at the loss of fullness in his mouth. Taemin is such a dream, so hungry for cock, so beautiful, and for a moment, Jonghyun is mesmerised; lips so swollen dribble down his chin, and he looks so fucked out already. He doesn’t want to imagine what he looks like if this is how fucked out Taemin already looks.

“You look so pretty. Do you like your mouth full of cock?” He’s not looking for a reply but he definitely got one that was less verbal. Taemin latches back on, moans around his dick and increases his pace as his other hand comes forwards to cup the others' balls. He detaches himself from Jonghyun and presses wet kisses to his balls, licking and slightly sucking, while his other hand continues working up and down Jonghyun's length, making Jonghyun gasp in surprise. “So good,” Jonghyun is a babbling mess moaning out praises like a broken vending machine and the knot in Jonghyun’s stomach is close to releasing, he needs Taemin’s lips back around his dick before it snaps so he grabs Taemin's hair and moves him back to his cock. “Fuck Taemin,” Jonghyun moans, dick on fire, toes curling, hand curling tighter into Taemin’s hair, ready to pull him off for when he cums. But when Jonghyun nearly sees white and goes to pull him off Taemin resists; his hands haven't stopped and his mouth is still full but he slacks it slightly and mumbles around Jonghyun’s dick, “Cum in my mouth, please.” Okay. Taemin doesn’t have to ask Jonghyun twice. One hand grips the sofa as Taemin gets back to work again, cheeks hollowed, sucking at an insane pace, hands doing indescribable things. Jonghyun’s dick is hitting the back of Taemin’s throat over and over again, until he feels dizzy and euphoric. His mouth falls open in a silent gasp, his eyes rolling back and trying to keep them open and his head from going slack so he can watch as he fills Taemin’s mouth full of cum.

“Fuck – I’m –” His grip in Taemin’s hair tightens, and Taemin’s hand strokes him quickly, up and down, up and down, lips tightening around him, tongue dancing in patterns, body tensing as he reaches his orgasm, hips bucking up, mind blank, white sparks appearing in front of his eyes as Taemin milks him, cum filling up Taemin’s mouth, a small bit dribbling down the corner of his mouth, his whole body contracting as little electric shocks tingle through him. His hands fall lifelessly, letting go of Taemin’s hair, and his body feels like the life has been sucked out of it. And when Taemin finally lets go of his dick and smiles up at him, he thinks he’s in heaven. Taemin gets off his knees and sits next to Jonghyun and Jonghyun can’t help but notice how much the wet patch on Taemin’s boxers has grown. He reaches out for Taemin and pulls him in for a kiss, not caring if he can taste himself; just so intoxicated by the miracle called Lee Taemin, nothing else matters.

Once Jonghyun has caught his breath and fallen out of his daze, though every second he’s near Taemin feels like one, he moves his hand up Taemin’s thigh, pulling little noises out of him, wanting to bite and leave marks on his soft, pale skin. But before he can even take action on that thought, Taemin’s phone rings.

Fuck.

Taemin grabs it, looks at who's calling and gives Jonghyun a dejected smile, “It’s my mum… I should answer.”

“Yeah… you should,” Jonghyun says as much as he wants Taemin all to himself. To hide him from the world. But he can’t do that, not from Taemin’s own mother.

Taemin nods and walks out, takes the call, and Jonghyun is left to nurse his feelings as they have now swelled to double the size, taking over his body so much it might burst, but he would be happy with that as long as his last thoughts were Taemin. He can’t get the sweet sounds that fell from Taemin’s lips out of his head. He can’t help but think about what Taemin would sound like in other situations while Jonghun is giving and Taemin is receiving. The wine has mostly lost its effect and Jonghyun is just floating on pure ecstasy, floating in the afterglow Taemin has given him.

Taemin is only gone for a few minutes and comes back in, looking sheepish. He smiles and sits back down next to Jonghyun, burying himself into his side, hiding his face in Jonghyun's shoulder and playing with his hands. “Is everything okay?” Jonghyun feels the need to ask, but he can’t help but look at Taemin with adoration, so shy and so cute and somehow he’s managed to curl up so small.

“Yeah, my mum wants me to come over and help her with her computer tomorrow,” Taemin replies, still not looking Jonghyun in the eyes, pink ears peeking out from his hair. Jonghyun feels an itch in his fingers to stroke his hair so he lets his hand scratch Taemin’s head.

“Taemin.” Jonghyun starts but he’s not sure where to finish. There are so many things he wants to say and ask but he’s not sure how to.

Taemin looks at him now, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “You’re such a pervert,” Taemin says in a teasing manner, making Jonghyun’s mouth fall open in shock at the sudden accusation.

“What?” Jonghyun asks in utter confusion. Where did the shy little Taemin go? And what even is Taemin on about?

Taemin hums, satisfied with the reaction he got. “You wank off to the thought of me in the shower and thought I wouldn’t know? The walls are literally made of cardboard,” he smiles again, this time the teasing is wiped from his demeanour. “It’s okay, though. It’s hot and I wouldn’t have known you thought about me in that way if I hadn’t heard.” Now Taemin is blabbering his words.

Now it’s Jonghyun’s turn to be embarrassed, but it’s not like he can deny it because he has done that, more times than he is proud of. “I don’t only think of you that way, Taemin. I do actually really like you.” Jonghyun has now let out his feelings, feeling more naked than he did when Taemin was in between his legs. Taemin’s silence is slicing him up like glass and he waits to be turned down, have his heart crushed, and be laughed at. But Taemin would never laugh at him, right? Taemin isn’t like that.

“I like you too.” Jonghyun’s heart swells. “Maybe if you take me on a date and buy me food, I’ll let you fuck my arse,” Taemin replies nonchalantly and absolutely shamelessly, and Jonghyun nearly chokes.

As Jonghyun lets go of the breath he is holding, the laugh that escapes him is loud and sudden and ripples through his body. “Taemin, I already buy you food, and I’ll take you on a date anyway; you don’t need to bribe me,” Jonghyun says after he calms down from laughing. Jonghyun would love to take Taemin out on a date. It's not like he doesn’t take Taemin out for dinner all the time and pay for his food anyway. But if that is what Taemin wants, Jonghyun will give him anything. Everything.

Taemin pouts, “You don’t want to fuck me?”

Of course, he wants to fuck Taemin. Why wouldn't he? If he didn’t, he’d have to be blind or crazy. He’s already crazy, though; just staring at Taemin makes his heart go crazy. “Of course I do! I just don’t need a bribe to take you out on a date.” Jonghyun splutters, stumbling over his words like an idiot, as his heart drops at Taemin’s statement.

A smug smile takes place on Taemin’s face, one that Jonghyun knows, one that says: I was just teasing you . Taemin gets as close as he can to Jonghyun and straddles his legs, looking at him deep in his eyes and Jonghyun swears he can see the world in the others. Two soft hands grab Jonghyun’s face and he’s met with two very soft, inviting lips. Although the kiss is only short, it’s sweet and carries weight. “Good, because if you didn’t say anything, I would have only let you take me out on a date, and you’d get no benefits after,” Taemin laughs, bubbly, hiccuping, and bright. Music to Jonghyun’s ears.

“I guess our date can’t be tomorrow then,” Jonghyun says with sadness lacing his voice a little upset that he can’t take Taemin out as soon as possible. He knows that Taemin can’t drop everything for him and he is being unreasonable getting upset about it. He can take Taemin out whenever he wants after tomorrow; it's only one extra day.

“What? Why?” Taemin asks as quickly as he can, leaning back a bit, and distancing himself from Jonghyun.

Jonghyun laughs at Taemin’s pouty face, completely in awe of him. He leans forward and circles his arms around Taemin’s waist. “You have to help your mum with her computer.” He reminds him.

Taemin now adds a frown to the mix, and he’s so devastatingly cute Jonghyun feels like he might burst. “Oh. Oh… well, can’t we go after I’m finished?” He questions and then his eyebrows pull deeper and deeper while waiting for Jonghyun to answer.

And how could Jonghyun possibly say no to Taemin? How could he ever deny Taemin? Instead of answering, he grabs his face and pulls him in for a long, sweet kiss. “Of course.”

“Good, I would have sulked otherwise,” Taemin admits, beaming so brightly at Jonghyun.

“It’s not just because I want to fuck your arse, either.” Jonghyun jokes, and they both look at each other once again and laugh. Jonghyun is feeling incredibly warm as feelings bubble up in his stomach. Maybe nerves but all he knows is that he gets to take Taemin out on a date tomorrow. So he’s happy with whatever feelings come because he’s got Taemin.

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Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it.

Everyone have a lovely day, Orgel 🌸

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