#junmyeon imagine

[eomayas]

strictly business • kjm [req]

request: here 🩷

pairing: ceo!junmyeon x f ceo!reader, established relationship

genre: smut 18+ MINORS DNI!

warnings: reader is mean, dom x sub dynamics, fingering, p in v, pwp, grump x sunshine dynamic, reader is gaslighting, gatekeeping, and girlbossing her way through life

all eyes are on you when you burst through the doors of the meeting room, interrupting the current session. but you can do that, because you have enough money to buy this company twice if you really wanted to.

the room in the air gets thicker and you can practically feel the tension. you invite it, enjoy it, even. you like having that type of power over people, especially this specific group of people. “good morning, gentlemen,” you say, smiling—baring your fangs—at the six men before you, who all stand to greet you, bowing politely before taking their seats.

your assistant takes your coat and hands you your briefcase. you feel them all staring at you, wondering why you crashed this meeting when you were specifically not invited, for many reasons. and you know exactly who’s idea it was, but you’d deal with him later, after you sink your teeth into his employees. “somebody catch me up,” you say, but it’s less of an ask and more of a demand. you scan the table, your eyes sliding over the CEO of the firm and focusing on his subordinates.

you laser your eyes onto a poor intern who immediately gets red and looks over to his boss for help. you narrow your eyes at him and he swallows. “uh, we, uh, were meeting to talk about the expansion,” he says, glancing at you before averting his gaze.

“the expansion with my company,” you correct, your gaze still focused on the poor kid. he stares down at the table, refusing to look you in the eye and you almost smile. almost. “i don’t see how you could have a meeting about the expansion with my company without having myself or even a member of my company’s board present.” you say, cutting your eyes across the table to the interns boss and the CEO of this company.

he presses his lips into a line and gives you a knowing look. “does that make sense to anybody?” you ask, looking around the room. nobody dares to speak up, and if you were a lot less professional you might knock everything off of the table and demand that they respond.

“mrs. kim,” the boss says, as a warning. you ignore him and stare at his employees, waiting, daring one of them to speak up. you’re not shocked when they remain silent; you’re met with it often. it’s not a secret that you’re tough and don’t see a problem with pushing people to their limits and reminding them who’s really in charge. that’s the whole reason you got to where you’re at. playing nice wasn’t an option—especially as a woman trying to obtain a position of power—and you learned that very quickly.

“if one of you doesn’t speak up, you won’t have an expansion with KYN Beauty to put on your resume, or a job in the morning!” you bark, glaring across the table at his employees. you’re definitely exaggerating the whole job thing, but you need to light a fire under them to get somebody talking, since their boss likes to keep things from you.

“mrs. kim,” it’s a warning if you’ve ever heard one, and it makes you sit back in your chair and look over at him. he stands up from his chair and motions for you to do the same. “a word in my office?” but he’s not asking you, he’s telling you. and you’re not going to stay sitting in your chair, not when he’s looking at you like he could rip you a new one in front of his entire staff.

you get up and he waits for you to exit before following after you. you already know where his office is, and you walk the familiar route in silence.

“yerim, cancel my meetings in the next hour, please,” he says to his secretary when the two of you pass by her desk.

“of course, mr. kim,” she says eagerly, and you nearly roll your eyes. another thing to get in his ear about.

he holds the door to his office open for you, and locks it once the two of you are inside. you cross your arms over your chest and stare up at your husband, a bored expression on your face. “quit threatening my staff,” junmyeon says, gently grabbing your forearms and pulling your arms apart so he can hold you by your sides.

you push him off and take a step away from him. “why did you leave me out of a meeting that i need to be apart of?” you question, throwing your arms up in the air. you two typically leave your work at the office, rarely bringing it home beyond a few emails or a few reports that need to get done, and that’s mostly during the end of each quarter. you keep your work and home life separate, and don’t meddle in each others business endeavors. but this morning, you happened to catch sight of his opened calendar on his work computer, and saw ‘expansion meeting’ set for 11am with an invite to everybody that was previously in the meeting room. everybody but you.

“honey,” he sighs, taking a step toward you. you take a step backwards, running into his desk and knocking a few papers loose. he cages you around the desk and you frown at him, but your features quickly soften as you submit to his charms and remember that, above all, he is your husband. “honey, don’t take it personal. you can just be a bit intense, and not everybody can handle that.” junmyeon says, kissing your cheek.

“that’s not my problem,” you say, and your husband chuckles, dropping his forehead against yours.

“and that’s exactly what i’m talking about,” he nudges your nose with his and you loosely wrap your arms around his neck. “but i can handle you.” junmyeon mutters, pressing his lips against yours. you hold onto the back of his neck and pull him closer to you. his suit jacket strains against his arms and he pulls back to slide it off his shoulders and drops it onto one of the chairs.

“send your receptionist on lunch,” you say, grabbing his tie and pulling him back down to your mouth. junmyeon plants his palms on his desk as he leans over you, unable to stand between your legs due to the tight skirt you’re wearing.

“take that off,” he says, nodding at your skirt. he says it as a trade off for sending yerim on her break early. you quickly pull the zipper down and slide your skirt off of your legs and down to the floor. junmyeon bites his bottom lip and picks up the phone, pressing a button that immediately connects him to yerim.

“yes, mr. kim?” this time, you do roll your eyes and he smiles at you and gently pinches your cheek.

“go ahead and take you lunch break now, yerim,” he says.

“well, i typically take it at noon,” she says. you huff and lean over to get close to the speaker so she can hear.

“just take your break, yerim,” you say flippantly before hanging up on her and pulling junmyeon back towards you. “you should fire her.” you say.

“why do you want to fire all of my employees?” he asks, unbuttoning your blouse.

“so i can have you all to myself,” you reply, pushing your top off and leaving yourself in a matching red lingerie set, the red identical to the color of the lipstick on your lips. junmyeon eyes you and runs a hand over his neatly combed hair before dropping it down to his collar to loosen his tie.

“youre unreal,” he mutters, shaking his head as he pulls his tie off and starts to undo the buttons on his shirt. he could stare at you for hours like this, all pretty and waiting for him. you pull him down to your lips and kiss him hard, uncrossing your legs to let him get as close as possible to you.

with your free hand you drag it down his chest to his pants, palming him through his slacks. you rub his bulge a few times and your husband pulls back and pushes your hand away. “you’re gonna ruin my pants,” he argues.

“then take them off.”

theyre at his ankles in seconds, though he keeps his dress shirt on. it’s unbuttoned, and you drag your nails down his torso. he watches you with lidded eyes, his gaze so intense that you can’t help but full body blush. this whole tough persona, at least with him, is all an act. he has you wrapped around his finger like it’s nobody’s business.

junmyeon is on your mouth again, his left hand dropping between the two of you to rub your clit through your underwear. if anybody knew how you acted in the bedroom, they would be hit with an extreme case of shock, and disbelief. you’re a person who likes to be in control, but you’re different with junmyeon. you’re like putty in his hands every time you get around him.

that doesn’t go to say that he’s not as tightly wound around your finger as you are him. he might even wrapped tighter, practically turning into mush when you so much as look at him. he returns to his college self when he’s around you, simply being junmyeon—myeonnie, to you—and not ‘mr. kim’, the boss.

your mouth falls open when he plunges two fingers deep inside you, your underwear pushed to the side. junmyeon works his fingers into you, curling them and making your vision go spotty. the rapid rise and fall of your chest mixed with your breathy pants of his name puts him in a mild hypnosis, nothing on his mind besides bringing you to your release and then burying himself inside of you.

“junmy,” you say, your voice sounding like pure honey to him. junmyeon alternates between rubbing your clit and pumping his fingers into you. his curled fingers and the ministrations on your clit have you seeing stars, your orgasm approaching quickly. “m-myeonnie!” you choke out, gushing all over his fingers, your legs going limp against the edge of his desk.

those same fingers are put in his mouth to be licked clean. junmyeon delights in your taste, wanting to kneel down and shove his face between your legs and eat you out for the next hour. but, time is real and neither of you have a lot of it, so with deft fingers, he pulls your underwear down your legs. junmyeon parts your legs and stands between them, wrapping them around his waist.

you only smile up at him and lock your ankles behind his back, lurching him forward. you pull him down to you by the beck, sliding your hands down to the front of his open shirt to grab onto it. “love you,” he mumbles against you mouth, littering kisses on the corner of your lips and onto your jaw.

you murmur ‘love you too’, before propping yourself up and moving to push his boxers down. “need you, myeonnie. want you,” you whine, sliding yourself to the edge of the desk. you thread your hands into the back of his hair and press insistent kisses to his exposed neck and chest.

junmyeon unclasps your bra and pulls it off your arms to toss behind you. “i’ve got you, baby,” he says, wrapping one arm around your middle and holding the base of his dick with his free hand. he guides himself into your entrance and your lips part when he pushes the head in. “i’ve got you.” he groans, kissing your neck.

your arms wrap around his shoulders and you clutch him tightly against you, anchoring yourself to something as he harshly thrusts into you. you cry out his name, burying your face in his neck to keep quiet. junmyeon gently cradles the back of your neck and lies you flat on the desk, planting one hand flat near your head while the other gropes your breast.

clenching around him, you whine and reach for him, wanting to be closer. “what, baby?” he pants, indulging in you and leaning down to be closer like you want.

“i miss you,” you whine, turning your head and kissing the inside of his wrist. junmyeons heart swells, like a balloon being filled with helium.

“yeah?” he asks, lifting himself off of you in order to stare down at you. “you miss me stuffing you full of my cock? can’t go a day without it?” your face burns, embarrassment flooding your body because, yes.

junmyeon blows his bangs out of his eyes but they fall back in place. he let’s go of your hip to brush his hair back into place, smirking down at you when he catches you gazing up at him with your mouth in the shape of an ‘o’. “gonna cum for me, baby?” he asks, pulling at your bottom lip.

you nod, your head in a daze. junmyeon keeps pounding into you, even long after you cum for the second time. he fucks your release back into you, never slowing down until he comes himself. you cross your legs at the ankles around his back and hold him there, letting him cum inside of you.

he sighs out your name and hangs his head, his hair dangling in front of your face. you push it out of the way and kiss his forehead, your nails raking up his lower back.

junmyeon kisses you once before pulling out of you and grabbing the box of tissues that sit on the side table. he wipes himself off before doing the same for you, tossing the soiled papers away and helping you off of the desk.

you prance around his office naked, in search of your clothes that are strewn around the room. you find your bra and blouse, quickly slipping them back on. “baby, have you see my underwear?” you ask, squatting down to look on the floor.

you hear a small gust of air above you and stand up, your red panties lying on the center of his desk. picking them up, you grimace when you feel their dampness and set them back down. you quickly find your skirt and slip it on, underwear be damned.

junmyeon catches you by the waist and pulls you against him, his shirt still unbuttoned. he holds your tightly against him, kissing your neck and then your lips. “you know the meeting was just business, baby,” he says reassuringly.

“i know,” you reply, placing a hand on his cheek.

“and nobody is getting fired,” he says, peering down at you. you roll your eyes and press a hard kiss to his lips before slipping out of his embrace to step into your heels. “im not firing yerim, either.”

you run your hand through your hair, shaking it out as you slip your hands through. “we’ll see,” you say, the sweet wife role being replaced back with the shark, the one everybody knows you by.

“y/n,” he says, following after you as you walk around his desk to pull out the mirror you started keeping in here. you set it up and check your appearance to make sure your makeup isn’t messed up.

“baby?” you question, flicking your eyes up to him before looking back down at your reflection, turning your head to the other side. he leans over his desk and you look up at him again, an eyebrow raised.

“nobody is getting fired, okay?”

you smile up at him, as sweet as pie, a stark difference to how you actually feel. “whatever you say, mr. kim.”

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[justwritedreams]

Thinking of you | Junmyeon

Mafia!Junmyeon x Reader

Word count: 2826 Genre: fluff, angst. Author: maari  Warnings: Post-breakup, mention of alcohol Note:  I'm not used to writing with him, Sammy used to do that soooo my first story with Junmyeon that I post here 🙈 i got really carried away with this one Request:  you could do a oneshot of junmyeon, where he is the mafia boss and in a club he meets his ex girlfriend, who broke up with him because she found out what he works for. they are suffering apart and want to be together! angst and fluffy ⫷ Exo Masterlist

Y/N looked at the dark landscape outside the car completely thoughtful. It had been like this in the last few weeks, she had relived the scene of her breakup countless times and tears always accompanied her.

Was it torture? Possibly.

But it still hurt her so much to remember that she no longer had his arms wrapped around her waist, or the way he always buried his face in her neck to smell the sweet perfume he loved for her to wear.

She swallowed the urge to cry once again, she had chosen to break up because it was the best thing to do in the situation she had found herself in.

She loved him so much, she didn't even know how it was possible to love someone that much, but she couldn't be with him. As much as she wanted to.

That night in particular she had promised her best friend that she would do everything she could to have a little fun and forget about the crack that had lodged itself in her heart since then, well either it was that or her friend would have dragged her by force to “live a little ”, in her friend’s words she should stop being so miserable.

Of course, not even her friends or family knew why she broke up with him, or else things would get worse.

But going to the club reminded her of all the nights she went out with him, especially the night they met. So even though she was fighting not to think about him, the memories came.

She took a deep breath as she got out of her friend's car, smiling lightly at her to assure her she was okay, or at least pretend like she was.

As soon as she entered the club, she felt an icy wind and a chill down her spine, she hugged her body and swallowed hard as she tried to shake off the clouds of memories that invaded her head.

She had barely arrived and she already knew it was a bad idea to go there.

She and her friend went to a high table that was empty, they talked a little while observing the place, Y/N's anxious eyes looked for a single person and her reason said that it would be better if he wasn't there.

As time went on, the music got slightly louder and the place got a little more crowded.

“Tae!” Y/N's friend called a boy with her hand, as soon as he turned and found her, he smiled widely.

"What are you doing here?" He asked as he approached her to hug her, he was accompanied by another boy. “This is Jinyoung, my friend.” he introduced and the boy extended his hand to shake both of them.

“This is Y/N, my best friend.”

Y/N smiled at the two of them and when she shook Jinyoung's hand her eyes stopped at his neck.

“Are you a soldier?” She asked, curious.

She recognized the ID necklace anywhere.

“Yes, army lieutenant.” He smiled, proudly.

"Really? My brother is a sergeant, but in the navy.” she explained and he smiled slightly at the answer.

“Y/N comes from a long line of soldiers.” Her best friend commented, smiling when she finally saw her talking.

“And you’re a soldier too?” Jinyoung asked, interested.

She laughed, shaking her head.

“No, I’m the only one who has a boring job.” She joked and got a laugh from the soldier.

Y/N had a lively conversation with Jinyoung, her best friend and Tae left them alone with the excuse of going dancing.

Jinyoung was pleasant to talk to and had a captivating smile, he didn't take his eyes off her and even though she was shy, she wasn't uncomfortable. Although her initial plan hadn't taken into account going out with a guy that night, she wasn't depriving herself of wanting to get to know him better.

But she had one small problem. The ex that wouldn't leave her sober mind.

That's why she decided to do what anyone in her position would do, drink until the image of her ex's eyes evaporated from her mind along with all the walls she had built around herself since the breakup.

She excused herself from Jinyoung, telling him that she would go to the bar and come back soon, he quickly patted her arm.

When she arrived, she looked at the drinks. She wasn't that big a fan of alcohol but she knew that the only way to forget about him was to do it.

“Double whiskey, please.” she asked the bartender who nodded before leaving to get her drink.

“Whiskey?” Y/N felt every hair on her body stand up and her legs trembled. “I always thought you preferred wine.”

She swallowed hard and the bartender returned, holding out the glass which Y/N quickly took, feeling her hands go cold.

Without any courage, she turned around and saw him standing next to her. She had to lock her jaw so a sigh wouldn't escape her lips.

He was still intoxicating.

His slightly wavy dark hair didn't fall entirely into his eyes, his face was hard and serious with his eyes fixed on her, he was wearing a white silk blouse with the first few buttons open that left a part of his chest exposed so that the necklace he wore sparkled. The necklace she had given him.

He wore a black vest and she couldn't resist continuing to analyze, her eyes went down to the black pants he wore and the expensive shoes.

It wasn't possible for a man to be as beautiful as him, it must be a crime.

Although he knew very well about crimes…

When her eyes returned to his face, he saw the slight smile that threatened to break.

“Not everything is what it seems.” She spoke quietly, unable to control how weak her voice sounded. “You know this better than me, Suho.”

She wasn't used to calling him by that name, he would always be Junmyeon to her.

Her Junmyeon.

But Suho was his battle name and since she discovered that, she used the name a few times just to speak to all the hurt she felt for having been betrayed.

Feeling the world around her spin in a spiral, she left without waiting for his response and returned to the table feeling watched.

Jinyoung greeted her with a smile and she did the same before downing the glass, drinking the whiskey in one gulp, making the poor boy next to her get a little scared.

The liquid ran down Y/N's throat but nothing was as strong and intense as Junmyeon's eyes staring at her from the other side of the club.

She didn't want to be the worst person in the world but she couldn't follow what Jinyoung said, she also didn't want to return Junmyeon's gaze but it was an impossible task.

Mainly because he divided the attention of his eyes between her and Jinyoung, as if he was reading what was happening between them.

During their relationship, he was never jealous because Y/N always assured him that her eyes were always on him, that no other boy would take her focus away from him.

But now they were no longer together and there was a slightly strong soldier beside her.

Yes, he had identified that he was a soldier before even noticing the identification necklace he wore.

People like him had training to recognize soldiers and police from miles away.

And when Y/N didn't look back, she lost the chance to see the fear in his eyes.

Y/N has always been a very correct woman, she was taught to be like that by her family, war heroes who had respect and principle.

And Junmyeon was the opposite of all that. He wasn't honorable and definitely not a hero, he was nothing that she really deserved it.

It was clear that after she had broken up with him, when she discovered the illicit work he did, he was afraid of losing her for good.

Not because his enemies could go after her, firstly, he would never let that happen, secondly, he had some of his  men protecting her in secret to prevent that.

But because he knew she could find someone better than him easily, she just snapped her fingers and a line of men would form.

Because, after everything that had been said between them, he imagined that she would look for someone with the same principles as hers.

Someone very different from him.

And well, a soldier was exactly what he imagined she would find.

He just didn't think it would be so difficult to see her around a man other than him.

But Junmyeon didn't even know what was going on in her head, even though she was looking at Jinyoung attentively, she wasn't listening to a word he was saying.

What was happening inside her was a real battle.

She knew it was wrong and dangerous, but seeing him there only concluded what her heart already knew, she was still crazy about him.

Even if his work or business, she still didn't know how to say it, went against everything she believed in, it was impossible for her feelings not to speak louder.

Jinyoung was a correct and honest man, from what little they talked she concluded that, she only had one problem: he was not Junmyeon.

Even though he was just as handsome, knowing that her ex was there watching her nullified any less friendly thoughts she might have had with Jinyoung.

Y/N felt her head spinning, there were many reasons, and the alcohol she had spilled wasn’t the only one. In fact, she had only made her situation worse because she had been drinking to forget her ex-boyfriend and here she was, remembering him more vividly.

“Y/N is everything okay?” Jinyoung asked, worried, seeing her face suddenly turn white.

She took a deep breath, nodding.

“Yeah, I just…” she looked at the bar where he was, Junmyeon didn’t even blink when he looked at her. Even from afar she felt how intense his eyes still were. “I need some air.” she confirmed, looking away from Jinyoung.

“Do you need me to…” he let the sentence die in the air and she smiled slightly

She brought her hand to his arm and gently stroked it.

“It’s okay, I just need 5 minutes alone.”

He nodded, placing his hand over hers, understanding what she was saying.

Y/N left feeling the air running out of her lungs as if she had run a marathon and when she finally found the exit of the club, she closed her eyes feeling the first tear run down her face.

She had promised herself that she would try to be strong, she even tried to convince herself that she didn't feel what she felt for Junmyeon - a failed attempt to forget him - but she didn't count on finding him there.

In fact, she didn't even imagine one day meeting him again. After the harsh words she used, she thought he would never talk to her again.

Y/N looked for a corner to sit down, hugging her legs to cry in silence.

It hurt her to be away from him, more than she had imagined. But it hurt even more to be so close and at the same time so far away from him.

She was so wrapped up in her own pain that she didn't notice when he crouched down beside her.

"Don't cry, please." he pleaded and she sobbed. “You know I can’t stand it.”

Y/N lifted her head with her face soaked, looking to the side and seeing him grimacing in pain.

She kept her eyes fixed on him as Junmyeon raised his hand to dry her face with his fingertips, making Y/N close her eyes at the gentle touch.

She had missed that. Much more than she should have.

"I can't."

"What?" He caressed her face for a longer time, making her open her eyes.

“I can’t look at you and forget everything I know.” she admitted, hurt.

Junmyeon gave in, fingers retracting to cease the caress.

Y/N sighed and stood up, pushing him away completely. Ready to get out of there, she just didn't expect him to step in front of her, stopping her from going.

“I'm still the same.”

She laughed in disbelief and tried to pass, but he held her arm without hurting her and brought her closer so she could look into his eyes.

“I’m still who I’ve always been with you.”

Y/N felt her breathing became labored for two reasons, he was too close that she could feel his breath against her face, and because his eyes didn't lie.

And that disconcerted her, broke all the arguments she could have and that she had rehearsed in her head.

“You have a side that I never imagined and that I don’t agree with!” She tried to speak a little more firmly, her rational side was being drowned out by her heart at that moment.

She was finally where she wanted, in his arms.

“This is just business, Y/N.”

"Business?" she asked, frowning. “A mafia is not a business, Junmyeon, it is a sect. One from which you will never be free because you’re the boss.”

"You’re right!" he agreed, seriously. “But look into my eyes.”

She looked away, shaking her head. That was why one of his hands released her arm and went to her chin, making her look at him.

“Look into my eyes and say you don’t see how much I love you.” he begged and she was silent. “If you say that you don't see how much I need you then that's fine, I'll let you go into the arms of a guy who has the same principles, who is your hero.”

Y/N felt her eyes water.

He was her hero long before she found out where his money came from.

"I cant do it." She spoke quietly, shrugging her shoulders.

"And why not?"

“Because I would be denying the whole truth, including that my love for you also exists.”

The corners of his lips threatened to lift into a sad yet happy smile, all he needed to hear was how much she still loved him, the rest they could take care of later.

He could find a way out as long as he was with her.

Without having anything to say, Junmyeon put his hand on the back of her head, making her goosebumps rise from head to toe, she knew what was coming and didn't stop it.

He brought his face closer to her, without taking his eyes off her because he wanted to make sure she wanted it so much as him and when he didn't see any sign to the contrary, he sealed their lips.

Y/N sighed, resting her hands on his chest as she closed her eyes at the feeling of his warm lips once again against hers.

Junmyeon's hand went down her arms to her waist, hugging her with a certain desperation as he moved his lips slowly, as if he was discovering her again.

Junmyeon tilted his head to the side as he opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, all Y/N could do was grab the vest he was wearing tightly as their tongues met, eager for the sensual dance they were in accustomed.

Y/N's entire body seemed to light up, she felt so warm and so alive, it was as if she had awakened from a deep, cold sleep.

Their kiss became more desperate, causing him to press her against any surface he could find in the dark, which ended up being the club wall itself.

Completely panting, they separate, he even takes her lips in one last kiss before touching their foreheads.

“I've been thinking about you every second.” he spoke quietly and Y/N kept her eyes closed, her legs still wobbly. “I can’t live without you, Y/N.”

She smiled sideways, put her hands on his shoulders and then opened her eyes, looked at his red and swollen lips before moving up to his eyes, Junmyeon looked at her with a sparkle in his eyes.

“I could be making the biggest mistake of my life.” She sighed, reaching up to caress his face when she saw him frown. “But if I had to choose you a thousand times, I would.”

He smiled restrainedly.

“It was always you, Junmyeon. Always."

“You’re my eternal love,” he said firmly. “And you always will be.”

She smiled before pulling his face for another kiss that wouldn't be the last that night.

Was it wrong? Maybe, but everything she believed in didn't make any difference when she was with him or thinking about him.

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[decantingstxrs]

prompt from @jasminesfury​‘s dating in secret list: “C showing up at A’s door (bc they got broken up with or got fired or something) while they’re hooking up with B and then having to hide B in their flat.”

this turned out to be a lot longer and more in depth than what is normal for this blog but idrc tbh lol. hope yall enjoy <3

pairing: junmyeon x fem! reader wc: 652

junmyeon’s face is buried deep between your legs, focusing completely on your pussy. your fingers are tangled in his black hair, tugging ever so slightly whenever his tongue hit just the right spot. which was quite often.

“god fucking damn it. you’re so good at this.” you groan, bucking your hips. he says something you can’t make out, but his voice vibrating against your core has you shuddering against him. 

you hear a couple of short knocks on your door, snapping you out of your trance. “come on, right fucking now?” 

“i’m sure it’s just the mail,” junmyeon says quickly before taking your clit in between his lips. you can’t help but moan loudly when he sucks it, rolling his tongue around it as he spreads you further. 

“y-yeah. probably dropping something off.” you say, assuring more yourself than him. right as junmyeon starts to finger you, the knocking becomes more erratic as your phone starts to ring. you groan to yourself when you recognize the ringtone as your friend’s. whining, you push junmyeon off of you.

“who is it?”

“it’s my friend, i think they’re the one knocking,” you huff as you pull your pants up. “could they come at a worse time?” 

“i know you didn’t.”

“oh shut up,” even more knocking rings through your apartment. “god, GIVE ME A SECOND PLEASE!” 

“what should i-”

“stay in here. i’m gonna lock it so no funny business.” before junmyeon can respond, you’re already slamming and locking your bedroom. 

at the door you’re met with your friend, crying their eyes out. “oh no.”

“my crush rejected me!” they wail as they pull you into a hug. you awkwardly pat their shoulder, letting them lament about what happened. you’re only half listening, consistently looking at your door, thinking about who’s behind it.

you felt bad for not properly listening, but you can’t help but think of junmyeon. how even though you’ve been with him all day, you wanted more and more of him. wanted to feel his tongue, his fingers, his lips, his cock. again and again and again. 

eventually you notice the crying has ceased. you look down, seeing your friend wiping their eyes with a tissue. “you doing okay?”

“yeah, i think so,” they say. you nod, standing to lead them out of your apartment. however, they stayed sitting on the couch. “you wanna order a pizza and watch something? or whatever.”

“uh...” you look at your wrist as if a watch was there. “i wish i could, but i forgot i have a meeting in 10 minutes.”

“at six pm?”

“um... it’s an overseas client. you know those timezones and stuff,” you say a little too quickly. “but hey, how about we get a drink after? i can meet at your place in about an hour. maybe more, but i don’t know.”

“i can stick around-”

“no, it’s okay. you need to get ready anyway! i’ll text you when i’m done, bye!” you explain as you slowly push them out of your apartment. after slamming the door, they pipe up:

“okay!”

once you’re sure they’re gone, you let out a sigh of relief. when you unlock your door, you see junmyeon sitting on the bed. he’s on his phone, but quickly puts it down as soon as he sees you.

“a meeting?” he asks, stifling a laugh.

“shush, it was the first thing that came to my mind.” you respond as you shimmy out of your pants, tossing them aside. 

“right,” you playfully smack junmyeon in the shoulder, laying on the bed. “so, you said an hour till meet them?”

“maybe more.”

“good to know. anyway, where were we?” he always knew how to make you complete putty in his hands. biting your lip, you spread your legs. “there we go. wet as always.” 

“oh come on, just do it already.”

“if you insist sweetheart.” then he delves downward once more.

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[cxsmicmyeon]

HELLO NEIGHBOR ; KJM

kim junmyeon x fem! reader

the night when you’re running late for a blind date, your shower breaks. frazzled, you run across the hall to your neighbor’s apartment, begging him to use his shower. his acceptance leads the both of you down a path you never expected from a neighbor.

genre: non-idol au! neighbors to lovers, fluff word count: 4.4k warnings: strong language, a really really rude date, some misogynistic comments (during the date), suggestive stuff towards the end (just making out n innuendo hehe)

author’s note: i started this in may and it really took me 5 months to finish it im so sorry agh i love being busy all summer and also during the semester🤪anyways enjoy <3 shoutout to my favorite forever @dandaelions​ for beta reading this mess i lov u sm💞💞💞 also tagging @kyungseokie​ hi here it is (: <3

You slam your laptop shut and practically yank your earbuds out of your ears. This meeting ran on a little longer than you expected and now you were worried you were going to be late for your date. A friend of yours decided to set you up on a blind date after lamenting about your ‘need to socialize.’

She basically begged you to do so, claiming your date, her coworker, was “grumpy but had a heart of gold.” You had argued with her, telling her it was fine and you didn’t need to go out on a date with a random person. You did trust her judgment, but he was still a complete stranger.“

You’re practically drowning in your work!” or “You need to go out more!” she’d tell you. After wearing you down for about a week straight, you had caved and agreed to go. She must have given him your phone number before asking because he had texted you as soon as you said yes. 

You were not looking forward to the date, but you still wanted to get there on time as not to give off a bad impression. Thankfully you already had an outfit laid out, you just needed to hop in the shower quickly before getting dressed. 

Stripping out of your clothes, you turn the knob of the shower, expecting cold water to rain down on you. However, nothing happens. Confused, you turn the knob all the way left and listen for the water but again, nothing happens. Frantically, you run back to your bedroom and call the apartment’s handyman.

“Tony? Hi. My shower isn’t working.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The water isn’t turning on. Can you come to fix it?”

“Oh, shit. I can’t come now, sorry. I can fix it tomorrow?”

“You can’t come now? It’s kind of an emergency.”

“My son just got home and there’s no one to watch him. Maybe try and ask a neighbor or someone to use theirs?”

“I...” You grimace, not really wanting to speak to someone else at the moment. “Okay. Sorry for bothering you.” 

“That’s alright. See you tomorrow.” You hang up the phone, breathing heavily and placing your hands on the sides of your head. 

“Okay,” you mutter to yourself. “I know literally nobody in this complex and I have a date in forty-five minutes. This is wonderful. This is great.” After moments of deliberation, you wrap a towel around yourself, grab your essentials and leave your apartment, looking for a door to knock on. Remembering that your neighbors on your left and right are not the greatest people, you go to knock on the door of the person across from you.

Your heartbeat increases as you hear the person unlock the door and open it. You come face to face with a man who looks to be around your age. He’s about average height, a bit lean and ‘a lot’ handsome. “Can I help you?”

“Hi. I know this is kind of outlandish to ask, but can I use your shower?” You ask, panting. He raises an eyebrow as you fall silent. “Uh, mine broke and it won’t be fixed till tomorrow and I’m in kind of a rush.” The silence only grows louder as you freeze up, trying not to show him you’re nervous. 

“Um-”

“I know I sound crazy and I promise I’ll never bother you again, I live right across from you-”

“No, you don’t sound crazy, it’s okay. You can use my shower.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah, it’s not a problem.” You sigh in relief as the man leads you to his bathroom. He instructs you quickly on how to turn the water on and leaves you be.

You finish your shower fairly quickly, making sure to clean up any mess you left. You curse yourself for not bringing your change of clothes but shrug it off. The man is sitting on his couch when you leave the bathroom.

“Everything alright?” He asks, standing from his spot.

“Yeah, thank you so much. I totally owe you one.”

“No, it’s okay!”

“Shush, I insist. D’you wanna grab some coffee some time this week?”

“Sure, let me give you my number,” He grabs a sticky note from his coffee table and scribbles something on it, handing it to you when he finishes. “I’m Junmyeon by the way.” You give him your name and take the note from him, promising to text him when you could. You thank him again (and again) as you run out of his apartment and back to yours.

You already accept you’re going to be late as soon as the bus arrives at the stop. Sighing, you quickly text your date saying you will be there soon, apologizing for your lateness. You do not receive a reply, which only increases your worry.

Thankfully the bus stop is about a block from the restaurant you were meeting your date at. You rush over as quickly as you could, going inside and looking for your date. Luckily, you spot him fairly quickly.

“I’m so sorry I’m late.” You say after introducing yourself. He harrumphs, gesturing for you to sit down. A waiter comes around and places a glass of water in front of you while refilling your date’s glass. You could barely get a sip of water in when he asks you:

“Why were you late? I was waiting here for fucking fifteen or so minutes. I was gonna dip if you didn’t show up.” 

You’re shocked at his tone. “Well, I texted you when I was on the bus and you didn’t reply so I thought you at least read it.”

“I left my phone at home.”

“Oh, okay. I didn’t know that.”

“Well, know next time.”

“Excuse m-” You’re cut off by your waiter coming back, asking for your orders. You tell him that you haven’t gotten the chance to find something, which earns an obnoxious groan from your date. Startled, you silently apologize to the waiter as you skim the menu for something quick and cheap. You settle with ordering a house salad while he orders a flank steak.

Small talk is thankfully minimal other than speaking a bit about your friend (how your date met them, how he gets along with them, et cetera). You notice he had some... interesting table habits when your food finally arrives. The last thing you want to see is a mush of steak and fries in his mouth while he (rudely) asks the waiter for a refill. You try your best to look down and focus on eating, especially when you feel him staring at your cleavage.

Thankfully you both finish your meals rather quickly. You flag down the waiter, asking, nay, begging him for the check. It arrives in a timely manner, with your date snatching it from you with greasy fingers.

“Why’d you get something cheap? Did you think I was paying?” He gruffly asks while he reads the check.

“What? No I didn’t. I’ll just ask for separate checks.” You reply, trying

“Typical females, always expecting men to pay for their meals.” You resist the urge to slap your date in the face after hearing him say this.

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” You say. “We’re splitting the check.” You tell the waiter. He nods, walking away from the table.

“Y’know, if you want women to be so equal to us men, you should pay for me.”

You’re taken aback. Trying not to raise your voice, you say: “Dude, I barely know you. So that’s an automatic no. Second, you’ve been nothing but rude and frankly disgusting this whole time. I’m not stupid, I saw you looking at my boobs.”

“Nah, it wasn’t like that.”

“Is everything okay?” You look to see the waiter has returned, this time holding two checks in his hand.

“Quite peachy,” You say, plastering a fake grin on your face. You hand him a wad of cash and stand to leave. “Keep the change.”

After leaving the restaurant, you begin to walk to the bus stop, checking the bus time on your phone in the process.

“Wait!” You hear your date call out. You turn to face him, wondering what could he want after ruining the entire night. The positive side of you wondered and hoped he’d come to his senses and apologize.

“Can you drive me home?”

Of course not.

“Excuse me? I...” You take a deep breath to help you keep your composure. “I took the bus. Either take the bus as well or get a damn cab.”

When you get home, you send your friend a quick text before shutting your phone down for the night, absolutely done with everything.

you: worst date ever. thanks.

You weren’t sure why waking up to see a text from Junmyeon filled you with butterflies, but after the disaster that was last night, you didn’t care enough to think further. All you wanted was a kind presence by you. You agree to walk to the coffee shop together around 8 AM. You both have a little bit of free time, so why not?

He’s waiting by his door when you exit your apartment. You give him a warm smile as you lock your door, which he returns instantly. “Ready to go?” he asks. You nod, and you begin to walk toward the elevator.

The coffee shop is a local place a few blocks from your apartment. You don’t go often, only if you have to go somewhere in the morning. Junmyeon, on the other hand, tells you he’s in there so often that the employees know his order verbatim. 

He’s proven correct as soon as you enter the shop, with one of the employees greeting him and immediately beginning to make his drink. “Morning, Junmyeon! Who’s your friend?” You giggle when you notice he’s blushing.

“Oh, it’s not like that. We’re neighbors, and I’m gonna pay for his drink.” You reply.

“Wait, it’s alright, you don’t have to!” Junmyeon insists.

“I told you, I owe you.” 

“Oh, alright.” You smirk at your small victory before going to the counter and ordering your own drink. The baristas place both of your drinks on the counter as soon as you finish paying. You take them and bring them to the table where Junmyeon is sitting.

“Thanks for paying, I appreciate it.” he says after you hand him his drink.

“No problem! Thanks again for letting me use your shower.” 

It’s silent for a bit with you and Junmyeon silently sipping on your drinks. He eventually asks you how last night went, to which you silently groan, warning in advance about how awful a night it was.

“And this man literally has the audacity to ask me to drive him home after the absolute shit show our date was. A, I don’t have a car. And B, I wouldn’t drive that asshole home if he paid me a million dollars. Moral of the story, I’m never letting my friends set me up ever again.”

“Gosh, that sounds terrible, I’m so sorry that happened to you.” Junmyeon places his hand over yours for a beat, causing your face to heat up. He takes it away quickly, but his touch lingers on your hand for a while.

“It’s alright, I’m just glad it’s over. Plus, we wouldn’t have met if it wasn’t for him.” You smile, giving a thumbs up sign.

“Yes, you’re right!” He returns your smile which makes your heart skip a beat.

The morning finishes with Junmyeon telling you about his worst blind date. He figured that it would make you feel a bit better about yours, and right he was.  Ghosting, showing up two hours late and awful sex were only the tip of the iceberg.

“The moral of both our stories is never to let our friends set us up.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself,” You say, tapping your cup to his. Your phone vibrates with a reminder. “Ugh, I’ve got a meeting in a half hour, so I gotta go back home. I wish I could stay longer!”

“Oh, okay. That’s fine, I, um, have to go get groceries anyway. I had a great time though!” 

“Same here, we should totally do it again.”

You and Junmyeon walk to the entrance of your apartment building and share goodbyes before parting ways. You wave solemnly as you watch him walk to the parking garage. As soon as he’s out of sight you enter your apartment building.

Somehow the only thing on your mind was Junmyeon. You were supposed to be paying attention to what your manager was saying during the virtual meeting, but you simply could not help your wandering mind. Junmyeon’s smile, his laugh, the way he would get flustered talking about certain parts of his date, it was hard to think he was anything but cute.

You had to be called back to reality a few times as the meeting continued but you didn’t really care at that point. You say your goodbyes to your coworkers, making a mental note to ask one of them to tell you if anything important was said during the meeting. 

With your work basically done for the day, you close your laptop and leave your room to get a quick snack. You pass the front door of your apartment on the way to the kitchen, eyes lingering on the peephole as you grab something from your pantry. 

You wonder if Junmyeon returned from his errands. Grocery shopping doesn’t usually take that long, and it’s only been two hours since you parted with him. Deciding to go with your heart, you walk to your door and look through the peephole.

Lo and behold, there he was, trying to unlock his door with three overflowing bags of groceries in his arms. You thank some omniscient being out there before slowly opening the door to your apartment.

You tried to act casual when you locked eyes with him. “Need any help?” You say, hiding a smile of amusement.

“Well hello to you too,” He replies, a joking tone lacing his voice. A tone that somehow made your stomach fill up with butterflies. “Um, I do need help, if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, whatever you need.” 

He places the bags on the floor and quickly unlocks his apartment. “Can you bring these in for me? I need to run back out and get a couple more bags.” You nod. He thanks you quickly before running back to the elevator.

You place the groceries on Junmyeon’s dining room table, carefully to ensure nothing broke or got damaged. You see that he hasn’t come back yet, so you decide to walk around his place a bit. 

It’s quite typical-looking for a man who (presumably) lived on his own. At least, you told yourself he lived on his own. You were unsure why, but stuck to your feelings nonetheless. 

It was pretty messy all over the apartment, but you were sure the space was more of an organized mess. Your apartment was in a similar state. You walk over to the living room area and look around, fixating your gaze on a shelf full of Star Wars action figures and assorted memorabilia. Of course someone this cute was a huge nerd. You loved it.

You hear the rustling of paper bags. Turning around, you see Junmyeon bringing in the last of his groceries “Oh! I didn’t realize you were still here.”

“Oh, um, sorry. I... I stuck around to ask if I can help you put everything away. But I can leave if you want, sorry if I overstepped any boundaries!” You stutter, walking toward Junmyeon’s opened apartment door. 

“No you didn’t, don’t worry about it! I can, um, put the stuff away myself but thanks for offering. And... um... for helping me bring the stuff in too.” 

“Yeah! Um, I guess I’ll see you ‘round,” He nods, waving goodbye. You wave back and shut the door before rushing back to your own apartment.

Your face feels like it’s on fire when you lock your door, leaning back on it and sliding down to sit on the floor. What does he have to be so cute for? Why are his arms the most magnificent things you’ve laid your eyes on? Most importantly, why is he the sweetest human being on the planet? And why were you so fixated on him?

“Is this... Is this a crush?” You ask yourself. You turn around and look at the peeling paint on your door, imagining what went on behind your door and inside the apartment across from you. He’s probably putting his stuff away being all cute and sexy and... 

Sexy?

“Fuck, it is a crush.”

The next month or so passes with some pretty limited Junmyeon interactions. Said interactions that only made your crush grow more and more with each one. All simple ones such as holding the elevator door for you or saying hello in the laundry room had you swooning and giggling like a schoolgirl.

Sometimes you think of what would happen if you were to theoretically tell him how you feel. Would it result in rejection? A years-long romance? You running back to your apartment and not leaving for the rest of your life? An endless world of possibilities.

But you wanted nothing to do with it.

As much as you wanted more (read: needed more), you were completely unsure if he even liked you back, if at all. While you couldn’t help but fall for the bare minimum, he was probably just being nice. Because that’s what he was.

The nicest, sweetest man you’ve met. Who likely didn’t reciprocate your crush. And that’s fine. Totally fine.

On one particular rainy fall night, you decided to go over to your friends’ apartment to hang out. It’s been a while since you’ve seen them last, so most of the evening was spent catching up with each other and the show you started last time you hung out.

The show and being around your friend was a good distraction from your qualms at first. However, a particular scene between two of the characters brought you right back to where you were.

“Is there a reason for them to be this damn cute?” Your friend whines as they point at the screen, where the characters were cuddling by the fireplace.

“Right? I need that with him so bad.” You reply, placing your hands on your face. Suddenly the episode is paused, causing you to turn to face your friend. 

“Who’s ‘him?’“ They ask, an incredulous look on their face. You sputter, cursing yourself at your slip up. There wasn’t any reason for anyone to know about the crush you harbored on your neighbor, even if you had feared it was getting stronger when you wanted it to fizzle out of existence.

“Did I say ‘him?’ That was nothing. I meant I need that with my potential next partner, that’s all.” You say

“No, cut the shit. I know you,” Your friend gets closer to you, studying your expression. You avoid eye contact with them and feel your face heat up. “And you like someone! You gotta tell me who!”

“No one! Ever since that garbage date you set me up on, I’ve basically given up on love.”

“Okay, I’m sorry about that. He seemed a lot nicer when I’m at work and was really excited to meet you. I didn’t know he’d be a complete douche.”

“It wasn’t your fault. Plus it was a while ago, so I’m over it. But I am NOT crushing on anyone!” 

“Fine! You’re not crushing on anyone,” Your friend scoots back to their spot on the couch and presses play on the remote.

Another romantic scene between the main characters starts to play, this time showing a montage of them on a date. You sigh, imagining yourself and Junmyeon in place of the characters. 

You don’t notice your friend scoot next to you and nudge you with their elbow. They let out a dramatic sigh as they put their arm around you. “Don’t you wish that was you and him?”

“Yeah...” you hum. Your eyes widen when you realize what just happened. “I mean NO! I don’t! Who’s ‘him?’”

“IIII knew it! I fucking knew it! Who is it? Tell me, tell me, tell me!” Your friend begs, shaking you back and forth.

“Okay fine! Stop shaking me,” You say, pushing your friend off of you. “It’s... it’s my across the hall neighbor. This cute guy, Junmyeon. Remember when I told you how my shower broke the night of the shit date? Well, I went across the hall to his apartment to ask him to use the shower.”

“You have a crush on shower guy? Stop that’s actually so cute.”

“There’s more. We exchanged numbers and we went out to coffee the next day. And I don’t know if it was then or when I helped him carry his groceries to his apartment but I have not. Stopped. Thinking. About. Him.” 

Your friend squeals, wrapping their arms around you. “What fanfiction is this? Get him, get him!”

You laugh, shrugging them off of you. “That’s the thing. We haven’t really talked or texted other than if we run into each other in the hallway. And I doubt he likes me like that, I’m probably grasping at straws.”

“Don’t say that, if he doesn’t like you that’s on him. You’re a snack,” You nudge your friend in the side as you smile. “You should say something to him, though. Maybe ask the handyman to break his shower so he could use yours.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m not doing that.” You playfully shove your friend. They dramatically scream as their back hits the couch. 

“Fine, that was a bit extreme. You should still try to ask him out. Even if it’s not a whole calculated operation or something.”

“I guess. That doesn’t mean I’m gonna do it! But... it’s a possibility.” 

“Fair enough. Do keep me updated if you actually follow through.”

“Of course.” 

A couple more days pass before you see Junmyeon again. You had just came back from running errands and were in the process of bringing your stuff back to your apartment when you saw him walking back to his apartment. “Hey, it’s good to see you again.”

“Yeah, nice to see you too.” You feel your face heat up in embarrassment when you place your bags down to unlock your apartment.

“Do you need any help bringing that stuff inside?”

It’s like a freaky instance of fate. Here you were, lamenting to your friend about your still-growing crush on Junmyeon with them encouraging you to say something to him. And then here he comes, two days later, asking you if you need help. 

“Y-Yeah! If you don’t mind. I just need to get a couple more things from my friend’s car. Can you bring these inside and put them on that table over there?” He nods. You move past him to allow him to pick the bags up and bring them inside. 

When you return to the parking garage, you’re grinning. Your friend is waiting by their car, rearranging their trunk

“What’s with that smile? Did you ask Junmyeon out yet?”

“No, not yet! But I’m gonna!” You squeal, hugging your friend. They return your enthusiasm tenfold hopping up and down with you.

“How, how, how? I need details!” They demand. 

“I, uh, don’t exactly knwo yet. But he offered to help bring the rest of my stuff in and I said yes.” You explain. Their jaw drops.

“You took the golden opportunity! Is he in your apartment right now?”

“Probably! I don’t know!”

“Well, what are you doing still talking to me? Go get him tiger! I’ll see you later.”

“See you soon!”

Junmyeon is leaning against your doorframe when you come back. You take the time to fully take him in. He’s wearing a loose-fitting white tee with Spider Man pajama pants, which somehow is the cutest and sexiest outfit you’ve ever seen him in.

“Nice pants.” You compliment, handing him a smaller bag of yours. He thanks you, his face reddening as he follows you inside.

You place the rest of the bags by the table, mentally telling yourself to put them away later. “So, do you want a tour of the place? You don’t have to if you don’t want to! But yeah...”

“Sure, it’s only fair since you’ve been over by me and I haven’t seen yours yet.”

‘Cool, cool, cool. This is exactly how it’s gonna go.’ You think to yourself as you start to sweat a bit.

There is not a lot in your place, so the tour ends up lasting less than you think. You’re worried about missing your chance, but you assure yourself you’re gonna get it.

“And finally, here’s the bathroom. Where all, um, I don’t know. But the shower finally works! So if yours ever breaks you can come over and use mine.” You laugh awkwardly, already regretting what you said.

Junmyeon is simply staring at you, saying nothing. Your panic increases as you tell him: “I mean, never mind. That was weird, I’m so-”

Your words come to a stop when you feel Junmyeon grab your wrist. His eyes dart toward your lips as red tints his cheeks. Wait, he’s looking at your lips?

Before you can say anything, he pulls you closer to him until you’re mere millimeters apart. He gives you a look, wordlessly asking you if he could make a move. You give him the slightest head nod and before you can process what’s happening, his lips are on yours.

You swear you’re about to explode. Thoughts, feelings and questions orbit around you like a moon orbits a planet. He’s kissing you. He’s kissing you? 

You can feel him pull away but you counteract, cupping his face with your hands as you kiss him back with more intensity. He just about snaps at that; he grabs your thigh and lifts your leg to wrap it around his waist. 

You eventually have to pull away to catch your breath. You’re both looking into each other’s eyes, wanting, needing, craving more. Junmyeon turns to look at your shower as he bites down on his lower lip.

“You know, I think we should test it out. See if your shower really works.” He says.

“I told you, it’s working...” Your words stop when Junmyeon shoots you a wink. “Oh. Yeah, you’re right.”

Then you capture his lips with yours once more.

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[blu-joons]

Night Time Routine ~ Kim Junmyeon

Your smile grew in size as soon as you walked into the bathroom to see Junmyeon waiting for you, leant against the sink basin. His hand lifted slowly, extending your toothbrush out to you which he had already taken out of the holder on the wall, with toothpaste in the other hand.

You held your brush out to Junmyeon as he placed some toothpaste onto your brush before doing the same with his own. His free hand pressed against your hip as you both began to brush, meeting one another’s eyes with wide smiles on your face.

There was nothing uncomfortable for the two of you as you studied one another’s smiles, feeling as content as ever with each other. After two minutes was up, you leant over the sink, feeling a hand move from your waist, grabbing your hair as you cleared your mouth.

“Y/N,” Junmyeon chuckled as you lifted your head back up, dropping your hair and brushing the corner of your mouth with the pad of his thumb. “How do you still manage to dribble toothpaste when you’re so old?”

Your hand tickled against his waist in reply as you wiped over your mouth whilst Junmyeon cleared his mouth too. Once you were both done, Junmyeon moved back to the cupboard, reaching up to your shelf of toiletries and picking up your hairbrush.

“Do you want me to brush it for you tonight?”

“I’d love that, I’m too sleepy to do it myself.”

A chuckle came from Junmyeon as he turned you around so that your back was facing him, bringing your hair behind your shoulders. He was careful as he began to brush through your hair, catching a few small knots which you let him know about.

“Have you washed your face tonight?” Junmyeon asked you whilst getting towards the end of brushing your hair, “I’ll tie it back if you still need to rinse it off for a moment.”

“I’ve not washed it yet,” you smiled weakly, “but I think I’m too tired to bother tonight. That is unless someone else fancies doing it for me,” you hinted, catching Junmyeon’s eyes rolling out of the corner of your eye.

His head shook as you nudged your elbow back against his chest. “I offered to brush your hair and now it suddenly seems as if I’m doing your whole routine for you,” he sighed, expecting nothing less from you, “you’re lucky that you’re cute.”

You nodded proudly as Junmyeon placed your brush back once he was done, taking your hairband and face wash out. He began to run warm water to fill the sink up whilst passing your hairband to you and taking your flannel off of the back of the bathroom door.

Junmyeon made sure that you stood back as he checked the temperature of the water before splashing your face. You stood perfectly still as he then took your face wash, lathering it up in his hands before applying it to your face, moving his hands around in gentle circular motions.

“You look great,” he teased once he was finished, rinsing his hands off. You shot a glare across at him, catching a glance of yourself in the mirror where the green in your face wash had coloured your face, something that seemed to bring several light chuckles out of Junmyeon.

As he warmed your flannel in the water, your hands held onto his hips. “No funny business,” you warned him, “I know exactly what you’re like when you get an idea in your head.”

Junmyeon held his hands up innocently before placing one of them underneath your chin, picking your flannel up with the other. He held your head in position, smoothly moving your flannel along your chin, then around your cheeks, covering your forehead and your nose before placing it back in the sink, with your face now spotless.

“I think we’re done,” Junmyeon smiled, pulling the plug out from the sink. “Shall we head to bed?” He asked you as you dried your face off, nodding in reply back across to him.

Whilst you finished up in the bathroom, Junmyeon entered your bedroom, drawing the curtains and pulling the duvet back. You arrived just as he turned your bedside lamps on, pointing to the main light switch for you to turn off before tucking yourself under the duvet.

“What do you reckon? Do we need anything else?” Junmyeon asked you, joining you under the duvet as soon as your head shook in reply to him, content with everything.

The moment he laid down on the mattress, your body turned to the right and started to tuck into Junmyeon’s side. He slid down the bed with his arm in the air, expecting you to cuddle him as soon as he laid down, knowing you too well.

“Your face is sparkling,” Junmyeon teased as you tilted your head back to look up at him, “whoever washed your face tonight must have done an incredible job to make you look this good.”

Your eyes rolled as he sung his own praises, expecting nothing less from Junmyeon. Admittedly, your face did feel refreshed, but you could never bring yourself to say that aloud and give Junmyeon the satisfaction of knowing that he’d done a good job.

“Time to get some rest,” Junmyeon suggested, pressing a kiss against the top of your head, brushing his hand loosely through your hair too. “Do you want to watch something, or do you fancy just closing your eyes right now instead?”

“I’d rather listen to someone sing than watch something,” you smirked, sending Junmyeon a knowing glance. “I mean, you’ve taken such good care of me so far tonight, why stop now when I’m still awake a little bit.”

Junmyeon’s head shook at just how bold you were, “why do you make it so impossible for me to be able to say no to you, it’s so unfair.”

“I didn’t do anything,” you protested, “all I did was ask and look up at you.”

His head nodded in agreement with you, “but your eyes just seem to have some sort of power that means that I constantly find myself nodding my head at you.”

“I can’t help that my eyes make you feel that way,” you smiled, “that’s on you.”

His eyes continued to stare down at you, “why can’t you ask me these things whilst not looking at me so that I can say no?”

“Because I don’t want for you to say no, which is why I look at you.”

Junmyeon could only smile back across at you as you began to list off of a few of your favourite songs. There were plenty that you loved to hear Junmyeon sing, his voice was something that you never tired of listening to.

There were plenty of songs that Junmyeon was thinking about too, knowing which ones were a dead cert to be able to help you get off to sleep and encourage you to close your eyes.

“What about if I sing you one of the ones off of Grey Suit?” Junmyeon suggested, “you loved that album when it came out.”

Your head nodded in reply to him, “honestly, you could have suggested any song to me, and I would have said yes.”

“I had a feeling you’d agree to anything too,” he smirked, “my voice seems to be your weakness.”

Your smile widened at how well Junmyeon knew you, “it’s your fault for having such a good voice, especially at night too.”

“With your eyes and my voice, I think we’re both to blame.”

---

Masterlist

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[taeinko]

Pov : when u best leader 🖤

Marry me Kim Junmyeon 💍

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[gardenofsaturn]

The serpent series: Pearl and silk | K.J

The two were a symbol of divination and sin.

[TAGS / TW] Threats of violence.

Crystals of chandelier's reflect against the glass in her manicured hand. Her gown of silk and pearl a contrast to his all black. A symbol of divination and sin. The two were a sight that attracted the eyes of the room as they made small talk with those they know, introducing themselves to new faces as they circle the room. But it's one pair of eyes in particular that leer with an ulterior motive. It wasn't until she had detached herself from her husband, exiting the hall to use the restroom, that they decided to approach.

"Lola Kim." Her name was gruff on the person's lips. "Correct."

A look of recognition crosses Lola's face. Vakhtang Giorgadze, a georgian thug who wanted to expand his empire into the asian market. Had been pestering Junmyeon for months about brokering a deal. Seems he's found another way to present his case. 

"You would be correct, Mr. Giorgadze." She greets with a polite smile. 

His eyes lighten. "Ah. You know of me. I suppose your husband does a lot of pillow talking, hm." His eyes rake over figure. Vakhtang couldn't blame the man. 

"Wouldn't exactly be wise for a woman like me to not know who I'm taking to."

He gives a small smirk. "People that know who they're talking to address me as Vak. Can't make friends if everyone is always so formal, no."

"If your intentions are to make friends with my husband. You would need to be addressing him to do." Lola hints to Vak. Making nice with her, wouldn't sway her husband in his favor.

"That is true, but certain things-" He takes a step closer. HIs voice breathy, lowering to no louder than a whisper, as he finishes. "Need a woman's touch." 

Lola stares into the man's eyes. The eyes of a man who wouldn't hesitate to use her to get what he wants. 

"Mr. Giorgadze, nice to see you again." Seojoon, Junmyeon's right hand, makes her presence known. Looking to Lola. "He's looking for you."

"Seems I've been summoned. Nice chatting with you, Mr. Giorgadze."

"Perhaps next time we meet, you will address me less formally." He smiles. As she moves to walk around him he takes a step, placing himself in her path. "By the way, congratulations on the new addition to your family. The love of a child is unlike any other."

Lola barley blinks back her surprise. Her pregnancy hasn't been announced, the gown on the more looser side to hide her bump. He's been watching her longer than tonight. Giving a gracious smile and a bow of her head in gratitude, Lola continues past him.

When her footsteps fade into an echo, Seojoon places his attention back on the man in front of him. "Stay away from her."

"Is that a threat?" The georgian man has a glint in his eye. A hunger. 

For Lola. For conflict. Both. Seojoon isn't sure. "Finding the heads of the two men you had following her around in that grey sedan at your doorstep is a threat. I'm just extending a courtesy to a man who has no idea what he's getting himself into." Seojoon talks to the man as a parent would a child when being caught doing something they shouldn't. He can see for a moment the shock in the older man's eyes of not having the upper hand like he thought he had. "He doesn't do that much pillow talking." Seojoon smirks, turning to leave. "I'll be sure to give him your well wishes for the baby." He adds over shoulder.

Lola slinks back into her husband's side like she never left. His hand finding its place on the curve of her lower back. "Everything okay?" His voice is soft, just above the a whisper as he presses a kiss to her ear. 

She gives a hum, paired with a smile. Falling right back into a pleasant conversation with the wife of a chinese delegate, who was a third party in Junmyeon doing business with the chinese ambassador. 

Seojoon makes an appearance next to Junmyeon not to long after. Giving a run down in a hushed tone. Junmyeon's eyes lock with Vakhtang as he re-enters the room with another man flanking his left. The Georgian thug stares back challengingly, of which earns him a smirk. 

Vakhtang has taken on many men like the young Kim. Has added many wives to his estate back in his motherland. This would be no different than his other conquests. He stares back into the eyes of the one they call the serpent of the south unwaveringly. His father taught him that if you wanted to know what kind of man someone is. Look them in the eye. The eyes never lie. In Junmyeon he sees nothing but an arrogant boy, who had his every accomplishment handed to him. The Kim's are old money. This kid knows nothing about the horrors, of the sacrifices that build empires. But for a second, in a small glimpse. A flicker of light. He sees something nefarious in the young serpent's eyes. A promise of a wrath from the deepest of hells. 

Lola doesn't pay any attention as her husband enters their bedroom. Tie disposed, shirt untucked and unbuttoned. Expensive cotton grazing over sculpted honey skin. His shined shoes fill the quiet room with soft tap, which fades into silence as he comes to a stop beside where she sits at her vanity.

"Jun?" She looks with confusion as he suddenly kneels onto the floor. Pressing his forehead into her thigh. She runs a hand over the black strands still neatly gelled down. 

"Do you forgive me?"

His words confuse her eyes more. Her breathing turns heavier in her anxiousness. "For what?" 

"Wanting to kill a man in your name." He asks, eyes looking up to stare into hers.

In them she sees. He's not asking for forgiveness, but permission. To rage war. To burn down cities and scatter the ashes to the wind. To launch a thousand ships in her honor. He had vowed, promised, that no one shall ever make her feel unsafe to leave their own home. Should ever make her fear for the life of their child. Not while he's breathing. 

She turns her body to face him, holding his face in her hands. She swipes her finger across the small scar on the edge of his brow. "For better or for worse." 

With a gentle caress of a knuckle over the swell of her stomach, he leans up to entangle her lips with his. In the sweetness of her kiss he receives redemption. 

#Kim Junmyeon Imagine #Exo Imagine #K-pop Imagine #Organized crime au #Junmyeon imagine

[jongbross]

Hi, it’s boyfriends things with Exo😅🤍

Thanks

kim minseok:

cutest boyfriend out there

will take such good care of you 🥹

is literally a keeper

your family loves him, he just charms everyone around him

might be a bit difficult as sometimes he can't see why you're still with him

doesn't realize that you're the luckiest person for having HIM

kisses your nose a lot

holds your hand while walking on the street

listen to you vent and gives you the best advices

won't let you sleep in though, so good luck with that

kim junmyeon:

the personification of a gentleman

pulls chairs for you, open doors, makes sure you're with your seatbelt on, doesn't let you walk on the side of the sidewalk that's closer to the street, etc

has the warmest hugs

can literally hug you for hours if you let him

secretly plans to pop out the question in the near future

buys you anything you want. anything.

respects your opinions SO MUCH, it's ridiculous

has the boyfie vibe somehow, so people don't hit on him anymore

chanyeol can see how much he changed because of you, how he's much more bubbly now

"you made him worse!!" (joking)

zhang yixing:

nicest boyfriend out there

dude is just soooo chill, your friends adore him

shows you random stuff on your phone just so you can laugh about it together

hands you his jacket whenever you're cold, but scolds you for not taking one with you

calls you a lot whenever he's away

you'll have to take care of his cats, i'm sorry

does this thing where he kisses both your temples before kissing your lips when he has to say goodbye to you before traveling

passes out beside you on bed while you're talking about a nice recipe you saw on tiktok

doesn't bring up marriage if you don't

really, really hopes you do

byun baekhyun:

i hate him, but congrats to you, i guess

ugh he's just so sweet

takes you out EVERYWHERE, like picks you up at your place

always has a smile on his face when he's around you

asks you about your day and listens to carefully

holds your hand while driving

charms your mom with helping her on the kitchen, it's like a scene straight out of a movie

sings 24/7, so your house is never silent anymore (your neighbors hate you though)

has a whole way of talking that's for you and for you only

you can't trick me baekhyun, i know you must have at least one (1) flaw

kim jongdae:

sunshine boyfriend

let's you sleep in whenever you feel like it

clears some space on his wardrobe/drawers for your clothes and things

"jagi, can we cuddle?"

has so much fun playing with you, you're literally he's best friend

always places bets with you

lots of kisses on your cheek

randomly smiles to you because he knows it makes you happy to see him smile

likes to take you away for the weekend, just you and him

loyal af

park chanyeol:

the "it's okay, i got it" boyfriend

personal uber driver, takes you everywhere if you let him

really, reaaally stubborn

can't sit still, is always looking for something to do with you

"did you see they opened a new bowling place downtown?"

purposely leaves his things at your place

his house is way bigger than yours but he doesn't care

plays guitar while you cook dinner

kisses you everytime you feed him

loves when you sleep on top of him

do kyungsoo:

he's comfort embodied in a person

likes to have breakfast with you, it's like his favorite part of the day

bonds with your pet if you have one (and they love him)

saves new videos on youtube to watch it with you

is in charge of cooking, always

asks you to help him shave just because

gets excited whenever something good happens to you

is your number 01 supporter

loves when you cuddle closer to him in your sleep

shy forehead kisses whenever he can't find the words to express his feelings

kim jongin:

cutest, most caring boyfriend

respects you more than anything in this world

listens to you so carefully whenever you have something to say

is willing to fix some of his bad habits for you

needs constant reassurance that you love him, just because he loves you so much and can't stand the thought of you falling out of love

laughs so hard at your jokes, and they're not even that funny

pays for every meal but lets you pay for his coffee so you won't feel bad

helps you choose your outfits

loves when you play with his hair

wanna have a baby with you so bad

oh sehun:

gets offended whenever someone treats you badly

"why didn't you tell me?? i would've give them a piece of my mind"

smirks whenever he sees you wearing his clothes, he just loves it

calls you whenever he can't go see you

encourages you to go see your friends, especially when he can't be around

but let's be honest, he's attached to you by the hip

rolls his eyes whenever you baby him, but secretly loves it

stares at you dearly when you're talking to his hyungs or his family

lets you play with his fingers when you're bored or too shy to talk to people

dude is so in love it's actually sickening

#exo headcanons #exo imagines #exo x reader #exo x you #exo fanfic #exo scenarios #xiumin #kim minseok #suho #kim junmyeon #lay zhang #zhang yixing #byun baekhyun #baekhyun #chen #kim jongdae #park chanyeol #chanyeol #d.o #do kyungsoo #kyungsoo #kai #kim jongin #oh sehun #sehun

[proudahgase-exol]

Exo reacting to the boys telling him he’s whipped for you

Minseok:

He was at home and had Jongdae and Baekhyun over he was doing the laundry when Baekhyun noticed some of your clothes so he took the opportunity to tease his hyung

“Hey that y/n clothes did she make you do her laundry now,” baekhyun said teasing

“Umm yes I’m doing my laundry and I saw she left some of her dirty clothes here from the last time she stayed over so I’m cleaning it” Minseok replied unbothered

“What else does she get you doing for her? Do you buy her pads too?” Baek asked again laughing now jongdae laughing as well

“Yes I have gone to get her some of her pads why is that funny Jongdae I know you have done the same or worse,” Minseok said rolling his eyes and smiling

“Eww I will never do that it will be so embarrassing,” Baek said making gagging noises

“I will be the one laughing when it’s you that does that,” Minseok said as he walked up to the laundry room.

Miseok didn’t mind doing your laundry because he knew you did him as well, he was just being the sweet boyfriend he is and didn’t care if his members made fun of him.

Junmyeon:

He was in London with the boys for a concert and they had a few days off so they went to explore when they got to a jewelry store junmyeon saw some earrings that thought would look good on you so he went and purchased them.

“You buying her more stuff? First, it was the keychain then the red dress now earrings. She got you whipped” Baekhyun said as he stood next to his leader

“I just the she will look good with them they go perfectly with her dress,” Junmyeon said smiling

“Yeah are you her sugar daddy too you have spent so much money on her,” Baekhyun said smiling

“She deserves everything and I want to give her a little gift anyway,” Junmyeon said as he gave the guy his credit card

“I wash it was her to have you spending money on me… she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Baekhyun said walking away

Who can blame the guy who loves to spoil you he might be whipped and he’s okay with it.

Yixing:

Lay loved sharing his stuff with everyone he didn’t mind letting the guy or you grab his clothes it was something normal for him but when Sehun came to complain about his favorite jacket being missing and then later found it on your body it got Lay laughing.

“Hyung why is y/n wearing my favorite jacket? I was supposed to use it tonight I’m going out with some friends and that jacket goes perfectly with my outfit tell her to give it back” Sehun said in a whiny tone

“Sorry but she got it first you can use any other jacket you like though,” Lay said smiling

“Oh come on if it was any of the other guys you would have asked them to take it off why does she get a free pass that’s so unfair,” Sehun said annoyed

“That’s because she’s the girlfriend he can’t say no to her and what she wants she gets that’s how whipped he is for her,” Jongdae said as he was walking past the two of them

“Yeah but that’s our jacket not hers so tell her to give it back” Sehun demanded like the spoiled brat he is

“Yeah that’s not happening he doesn’t have the heart to tell her to take it off plus she has more right to his clothes than you do,” Junmyeon said when he arias to Lay’s room

“That’s not fair hyung why did you have to be so whipped for a girl they are so annoying when I get a girlfriend I won’t let her use my stuff,” Sehun said walking over to Lay’s clothes and picking another jacket

“You will be like Lay or worst Mark my words Sehun,” Jongdae said walking away

Baekhyun:

The guys were at the mall buying new clothes and Chanyeol noticed that Baekhyun had a lot of matching clothes and he automatically knew who the other clothes were for.

“Hey Baekhyun are you buying matching clothes for your little girlfriend” the tall man teased

“Yeah way,” Baekhyun asked unbothered

“Aww that’s cute I remember you said that you will never be the type of couple,” Yeol said giggling

“Yeah well she asked if I could get this so I said why not” Bakhyeun said shy

“What else does she got you to do you have matching pajamas? Or matching phone case” Yeol said as he got Kai to make fun of Baekhyun too

“I’m sure he has matching phone cases or at last a shirt that says my queen,” Jongin said laughing

“Whatever if she’s happy then that’s all that matters,” Baekhyun said with a proud grin

Baekhyun knew he was whipped but he didn’t care if you said jump he would because your happiness is all that matters to him.

Jongdae:

Jongdae was at the dance practice texting you, you have been feeling sick for the past few days so he was worried about you. when you didn’t answer his texts he was so worried he called you and the boys heard him and when he got back they didn’t waste time and started to tease him.

“Is my baby okay do you want me to bring you medicine do you want chicken soup oppa can make it for you” Sehun said trying to mimic Jongdae’s voice

“It’s okay baby I’ll cuddle you lost when I get home make sure to drink water I love you darling” Junmyeon followed

“What’s with you guys,” Jongdae asked laughing

“Oh, you know just making fun of you, since when did you become whipped?” Kyungsoo asked

“Can’t I take care of my girlfriend?” He asked

“Yeah but you take it the extra mile you treat her like a baby she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Minseok said as he laughed

“That’s not true plus if you guys had a girlfriend you wouldn’t be talking,” Jongdae said smiling

Jongdae is whipped but he was only whipped for you he would do anything to make you smile he will give up everything if you ask him to that’s how much he loves you

Chanyeol:

Everyone knows he’s whipped he writes music about you but that’s what the boys know what they don’t is that his car and house are full of your stuff. You don’t live together but someone who didn’t know you guys would think that you do. Chanyeol makes sure he haves your toothbrush, hair products, and skincare products at his place in his car he haves hair ties and your fave lipgloss, and when the guys found out they were laughing their asses off.

“WOW Chanyeol you are something else you have everything you need for your girl that’s cute,” Sehun said as he got out of the car

“Wait till you see his bathroom he has her favorite hand soap, her skincare, and other stupid girl stuff,” Baekhyun said slapping Sehun back

“Ewww she has you so whipped,” Jongin said clapping his hands

“He’s so whipped he does everything she asks him to. If she wants him to carry her purse he will it’s cute but gross” Baekhyun said as he made kissing sounds

“Yeah yeah laugh all you want I’m just being a good boyfriend and a gentleman,” Chanyeol said blushing

“You wired dude that’s what you bring but go off,” Shun said smiling

After the guys were gone he called you to complain but you also agreed with them but you liked the fact he was whipped so now he doesn’t mind it too much.

Kyungsoo:

He was in the kitchen making your favorite food when Jongin walked in and whined about what he was cooking.

“Hyung were eating that? I was hoping to eat something like chicken,” Jongin said annoyed

“I'm cooking this for y/n not for you and if you want Chicken make it yourself,” Kyungsoo said

“ Lately you have only been cooking what y/n likes but not what I like or what the boys like” Jongin complain

“Well she’s asked if I could make her some of her favorite foods and I said yes so shut it,” Kyungsoo said annoyed

“You never do what I ask you to she does have you whipped chanyeol was right,” Jongin said disappoint

“What was he right about” Kyungsoo asked as he turned around

“That every since you started dating her she has you eating from the palm of her hand,” Jongin said

“I’ll kick his ass then I’ll kick yours now leave my kitchen before I smack you,” Kyungsoo said in a fake angry tone

Yes, he was whipped but didn't care he loves you and the boys have to deal with it.

Jongin:

He hates shearing his clothes specialty his fancy expensive ones he doesn't let anyone touch them and the boys knew it but when they saw you in Jongin’s Gucci hoodie they were quick to complain

“Hey that’s not fair why does she get to wear your clothes but not us?” Sehun asked in disbelief

“Yeah what’s so good about her that she gets the privilege to use your clothes” Baekhyun followed

“She’s my girlfriend there for she gets the privilege to wear whatever she pleases,” Jongin said happily

“Every since you started dating her you become so whipped it’s like you're a whole new person,” Chanyeol said eyeing him

“Yeah she got you so whipped it’s disgusting we want the old jongin back,” Kyungsoo said laughing

“You guys are just jealous she gets to wear what you can’t so stray jealous,” Jongin said sticking his tongue out to them and walking away

He is whipped and he loves it, it makes him feel like a good boyfriend like he’s doing everything right.

Sehun:

Junmyeon was hanging out with Sehun and he noticed how you were scolding him for making a mess and not cleaning up after himself he apologized and kissed you and even made Aegyo for you he thought it was funny and cute he didn’t know Sehun had this soft side. he knew by the way he looked at you that he was so in love that he was whipped for you so what did Junmyeon do? He teased him.

“Aww Jagiya sorry I’ll clean up don’t be angry,” Junmyeon said trying to mock him

“Stop it’s not funny,” Sehun said whining

“Oh you so whipped you didn’t even try to fight back like you usually do she told you to do the dishes and you almost said Yes ma’am it's so cute how whipped you are for that girl,” Junmyeon said laughing

“I’m not whipped and I’m only doing it because she asked me nicely,” Sehun said as he rolled his eyes

“Keep denying it you and I both know how in love you are and that you will do anything she asks you to,” Junmyeon said laughing hard

Yes, Sehun was whipped but he will deny it if anyone asks him.

—Well this was trash 😸 if you like any of my work please like and reblog 💕

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[paintingwhiteceilings]

❃EXO as roommates❃

a/n: I know most people are here for the svt posts but it’s been a while since I have done an exo one. I literally just pre-ordered D.O.’s albums; I am already delusional as is without getting new do kyungsoo content :’)

Anyway, bc of having lived in a studio apartment complex, I well aware that nothing breaks or makes living in student housing more than roommates. CURSE YOU BONGO DUDE I AM STILL NOT OVER YOU WAKING ME UP AT MIDNIGHT WITH YOUR LACK OF RHYTHM.

Xiumin/Minseok: 7/10

✾ He would nag the entire time that the house is not clean enough and that you left your shit lying around. Whoever said that student housing tends to be messy has not met Xiumin.

✾ He has been cleaning ever since he moved in and will not stop until he has moved out. Xiumin will scold you when you try to help him out as you are ‘not cleaning right’, whatever that means. Fortunately, that means he will rarely ask you to help him with the chores so you still get to enjoy a clean house without having to put the effort in.

✾ Honestly, his healthy lifestyle choices kind of motivate you to do better. He will definitely take you with him to the gym when you let it drop that you might be interested in getting in shape. Free gym coach, basically.

✾ He organizes roommate days weekly where the two of you spend planned time together because he believes that roommates should become/be friends.

Suho/Junmyeon: 9/10

✾ He will adopt you as one of his children. The moment you step foot in your shared housing, he has accepted that he has yet another child to take care of and no, you can’t convince him otherwise.

✾ He takes care of you and makes you feel right at home; he is the definition of the mom friend. Are you having trouble making new friends? He will introduce you to his. Have you been too busy studying and forgotten to eat? He will drop by the grocery store.

✾ The only downside to roommate Suho is that he can be overbearing and slightly judgy. You will hear “I am not mad, just disappointed” a lot when you, for instance, decide to go to out with your friends during finals. Apparently, that is irresponsible.

✾ Did you really move out of your parent’s home, or did you just replace your parents with Suho?

Baekhyun: -10000/10

✾ He drives you absolutely insane and makes you regret moving in with him. Nobody is safe from his teasing and antics and you are stuck with it until the lease is up.

✾ He convinces you to divide the chores through games that he somehow always ends up winning. He has not done any chores since he moved in and he somehow keeps convincing you that this is the fairest way to determine who has to do the dishes.

✾ Boundaries, what boundaries? Locked doors will not keep him out. He will definitely throw himself on your bed telling you all about the drama of people you do not know when you are trying to study for an important test in the quiet solitude of your room. If you’re home, he will not leave you alone.

✾ Always spontaneously invites people over and forgets to text you about it. At this point, all his friends have seen you in your comfy but definitely not fashionable clothes.

Chen/Jongdae: -1000000000000/10

✾ He. Is. So. Loud.

✾ The walls are way too thin to live with him. You can always hear him before you even see him. The type to wake you up in the middle of the night or early in the morning because he has no awareness of how loud he truly is.

✾ It wouldn’t even be such a problem, but bro never shuts up either. If he is not talking, he is constantly singing or humming. Chen truly doesn't have an off button.

✾ Add to the loudness problem that Chen is a morning person. He is so chirpy in the morning, singing a song on top of his lungs whilst he eats his breakfast. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he is the type to try and have full on conversations with you minutes after you’ve woken up, getting offended when your replies are curt.

✾ You had to ban game nights because he gets too competitive, whining so incredibly loudly every time he loses. One time the neighbours filed a noise complaint and he still maintains he wasn’t that loud.

Chanyeol: 8/10

✾ A really fun person to live with if you like a very present roommate. He will constantly ask you to hang out and play games or watch movies because he can’t be alone for five minutes. However, compared to Baekyhun, his energy is a lot more chill.

✾ He will spend a lot of money on random geeky stuff, filling up the entire shared apartment with figurines, posters and that one Halloween costume that definitely was way too expensive. I can see him being the type to have a hallway full of boxes of stuff he ordered online. He has no idea of what actually is in them because he ordered it impulsively so long ago.

✾ Despite you living in student housing, he will make sure the interior looks stunning. He cares way too much about everything matching and will not allow you to place anything in the house without discussing it with him first. You can’t really be mad at it because your place looks like an Ikea showroom.  

✾ Docking points because he will be either playing music or games at night. Trust me, nothing is worse than having someone practice their instrument when you are trying to sleep (Curse you bongo dude). All you can hear is him practising the same guitar riffs over and over again.

D.O./Kyungsoo: 6.5/10

✾ Listen, his cooking is amazing, it would make being his roommate worthwhile. He will always make enough food for the both of you, and if you do not dine together, he will leave his leftovers for you in the fridge to try. He genuinely enjoys cooking for others and is happy to try out new recipes on you.

✾ That being said, living with him is more like calmly co-existing in the same space. He will only talk to you when absolutely necessary and it takes him a long while to really open up to you (if he does at all).

✾ He respects your personal space and wants you to respect his, meaning he won’t go out of his way to spend time together. Being roommates does not automatically mean that you have to be/are friends in his book. If you click, that’s neat, but don’t expect him to invite you over for game nights for the first few months.

✾ He is definitely the passive-aggressive roommate that sends you a text over the smallest of things. Why confront you face-to-face when can send you a 2 AM text telling you to pick up that one sock that fell out of your laundry basket?

Kai/Jongin: 6/10

✾ He is an absolute sweetie, do not get me wrong. With his friendly and bubbly personality, he will try his hardest to become friends with his roommates. He will take every initiative to organize roommate events such as game nights, clubbing, etc.

✾ That being said, do not leave him alone in the kitchen, he will definitely accidentally set it on fire and you will be the one that has to clean up because do we really trust him after that? We have all seen his attempts at cooking, it never fails to be a disaster, so guess who is in charge of cooking from then on.

✾ Who needs matching cups and plates? Not you because he has shattered at least one of each set. Do not get too attached to your worldly possessions because Kai will knock them over or drop them on accident.

✾ He genuinely wants to help out with chores but he is so clumsy you still end up doing most of them. You can’t even be mad at him because, well, it is Kai.

Sehun: 2/10

✾ Is he even your roommate? You have no idea, he rarely helps out with anything. He has been so spoiled that he refuses to lift a finger and at this point, you feel brainwashed because he is getting away with it.

✾ If you are younger than him, he will be paying for everything you guys need, so that is a win. If not, be prepared for your bank account to take a massive hit because “the oldest should pay.”

✾ You guys get a lot of free stuff as Sehun knows to subtly let it drop to his friends, mostly Suho, that you guys direly need something. All of his friends basically function as sugar daddies, and neither of you is complaining about the free toilet paper.

✾ The type of roommate that judges your outfits and comments “Are you really going to wear that?” and leaves you on read when you text him about rent. He can be nice but tends to choose violence every time he wakes up. I hope that you’ve got thick skin.

✾ Despite his snarky comments, you know that he genuinely appreciates and cares for you based on how clingy he is. Good luck going clubbing without him. Your phone will keep buzzing with texts asking you when you will be home because he is too scared to sleep without another person present in the house.

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[eomayas]

quickie junmy blurb ??

wants & needs • kjm [req]

pairing: junmyeon x f!reader, established relationship

genre: SMUT 18+!!!!!! minors DNI!!!!!

warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI!! p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, praise, dirty talk, lowkey softdom!suho. unedited

“j-junmy, somebody could walk in!” you gasp as he curls his fingers inside of you. you’re quite literally out in the open; the practice room being used for something other than it’s intended purpose.

“then you need to cum quickly, huh?” he asks, kissing your neck and pumping his fingers in and out of you at a quicker pace. you pant out a moan and tangle a hand in your hair, conflicted between getting off and making him stop. “focus on me.” he snaps, grabbing your jaw in his free hand. you clench around his fingers and junmyeon smiles, placing a wet kiss on your jaw.

sighing as he kisses down your neck and to your bra-covered chest. you push at the crown of his head when he sucks on your flesh. “myeonnie,” you purr, looking down at him with lust filled eyes. you push on his head again and he lifts his mouth form your chest.

“say it.”

blood rushes to your cheeks and you clench around his fingers that have stopped moving. junmyeon lifts an eyebrow, encouraging you to ask for what you want. despite being together for a long time, you always got shy when it came to asking for what you wanted during sex face to face like this. “i-i need you,” you opt, sliding a hand through his hair and down his face.

“where?”

you buck your hips up and junmyeon retracts his hand from inside of you, making you whine and pull on his hair. “junmy!” you cry. he only shrugs and you huff, sliding down the mirror and lying flat on your back. you spread your legs wider, letting him see your glistening core. “i want you to e-eat it.” you say, and he responds by kissing the inside of your knee. you worry that he’s gonna tease you until you feel his warm breath on your pussy, a soft kiss placed on your inner thigh.

junmyeon licks from your hole to up to your clit experimentally before simply devouring you, alternative between sucking on your clit and flicking it with his tongue. you let out an exceptionally loud moan and throw hand over your mouth, the other tangled in his hair. your back arches off the floor and you know you’ll have back pain after this, but that isn’t on the forefront of your brain.

his nose bumps your clit as he swirls his tongue around your folds. “m-myeon!” your voice cracks and you buck your hips up into his face. junmyeon hooks his arms around your thighs to keep you in place and throws your legs over his shoulders to get (impossibly) closer to you. “fuck, jun!” you moan, a broken cry emitting from your lips.

the sounds of him slurping you up reverberate off of the practice rooms walls, the amplified sound clouding your brain and making your squirm under him. “hold still,” he mumbles, not lifting his mouth from your mound. you whimper in response, having nothing to anchor yourself to making you thrash around.

if only he wasn’t so busy, you’d be getting head on a comfortable bed. but you have to make do with what you’ve got, and this is about as good as it’s going to get until his schedule miraculously gets less busy.

“junmy, i-i’m-” you cut yourself off and thrust your hips into his face, an apology immediately tumbling from your lips when you look down and see him glaring up at you.

junmyeon pins your hips down and suckles on your clit, wanting to get you to your release. you let out a strangled cry of his name and he continues on with his ministrations until you’re crying out in a way that he knows better than any other sound in this world, your toes curling and back arching off of the floor.

he’s methodical in the way he licks up your arousal, careful to not get any on the floor so he doesn’t have to clean up and explain to his bandmates why only one single spot had to be cleaned.

“w-wait, jun!” you squirm, trying to press your thighs closed, thus caging your boyfriend between your legs. he chuckles against your core and makes you whimper.

“alright, let me out,” he jokes, forcing your legs open and sitting up on his knees. you look up at him with wide eyes and junmyeon gives you soft smile before giving you a sweet kiss, spreading your arousal all over your lips, though you don't care.

"junmy," you mumble, tangling a hand in the hair at the nape of his neck. his group members should be here soon, and you both know it. but you want more—need more. "i... want more. want you." you kiss the corner of his mouth and litter open-mouthed kisses along his jaw before kissing underneath his ear.

junmyeon melts into you for a moment before sighing and pulling back, looking down at his watch. "baby, they'll be here soon," he says, but you're wrapping your legs around his waist, your bare core rubbing against his pants.

"so," oh, how the tables have turned. you drag your nails lightly down his back and grind against his thigh. junmyeon digs his finger into your sides and looks down at your pathetic attempts to get off. cute. “myeonie, baby, please?”

he chews on his bottom lip for a second before grunting and hoisting you up, and wrapping his arms securely around you. he carries you over to the wall and backs you into you, wedging you between it’s flat surface and his body. junmyeon shimmies his pants and boxers down far enough, and gives you half a warning before he rams his cock into you. "quiet," he grunts when you let out a rather loud shout of his name.

you hook your ankles around his back and cover your mouth with a hand as he fucks into you relentlessly, trying to make it as quick as he can before somebody walks in. the threat of that happening kind of turns you on, though you won't be the one to tell him. "j-jun," your cries are muffled behind your hand, and he meets your gaze with a lopsided grin.

"look at us fucking in the p-practice room like teenagers," he pants, a light chuckle leaving his lips. you have half the brain to respond, your free hand caressing the side of his face lovingly. "love you."

"i love you too," you whimper, his dick prodding at your cervix. with every thrust, your body jolts upwards, sliding up and down the wall. your breasts jiggle in your bra, and junmyeon falls into mini trance as he watches them, wondering why he didn't undress you further. "s-shit." you cry, lolling your head to the side.

"look at me," he groans, squeezing the flesh of your ass in his large palms. with a small gasp, you focus your attention on him, your eyes in a permanent squint as he drives his cock into you. "we're running out of time, baby," he warns, his own release making itself known.

your hand flies to your middle and you start rubbing at your clit. "does it feel good?"

"so good, baby," you whimper, biting your bottom lip. junmyeon lets out a quiet moan that comes from the back of his throat as he watches you.

"you drive me crazy," he admits, his voice shaky. you only squeak out an another 'i love you', the familiar feeling forming at the pit of your stomach. you clench around junmyeon and his hips stutter, his thrusts becoming a bit sloppier and his arms starting to give. "f-fuck, angel. i'm almost there."

he pounds into you with enough force to make you squeeze your eyes shut in pleasure. junmyeon talks you through it, bringing you over the edge and following near moments later.

"oh my god," you pant as he helps you to your feet. junmyeon gives you a sloppy kiss and grabs your discarded clothes. if he had the decency to check his watch, he'd know that his members should have started arriving four minutes ago, and would be scrambling to get himself proper. but instead he takes his time, peppering kisses all over your face and helping you dress.

he feels lucky when he opens the door to the practice room and sees only kai, who's buried in his phone with headphones on his head. "i'll see you later, baby," you say softly, giving him a quick peck on the lips before saying hello to kai and scampering off.

junmyeon goes through the practice session with ease that his members rarely see, but none of them tease him for it. no, they spare his embarrassment for that, since nothing could be worse than the giant cum stain on his sweats.

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[imaginidol]

Sehun: Breakup Texts

Sehun sat in between Suho and Baekhyun—on Minseok’s couch—playing a few rounds of Mario Kart with the rest of his members.

“You suck, Baek,” Suho muttered from his breath, watching in annoyance as he crossed 8th place in the final run as Baekhyun finished with 1st.

“Ha! Told you that you guys can’t beat me. Try me, try me!” Baekhyun excitedly turns to Sehun. “Sehun, race me next.”

Suho passed the controller to Sehun, but Sehun stood up and gave it to Chanyeol instead.

“What? Are you leaving?” Baekhyun asked his younger friend.

“No, but I really have to use the bathroom. I’ll race you when I get back,” he responded, giving Baekhyun a reassuring nod.

Baekhyun nodded and excitedly started punching Chanyeol’s thighs as the next round of Mario Kart begun.

Sehun excused himself and started walking out into Minseok’s hallway. When he approached the bathroom door, however, someone was ready inside.

“Hey,” Sehun lightly pounded the door, “hurry up in there!”

Suddenly, a faint buzz tickled the side of his thigh. He reached his hand into his pocket, searching for his phone.

[New Message: My Love 💞]

Sehun exhales deeply as he opens your text, realizing it was pretty late and you were probably asking where he was.

“Oh?”

What he wasn’t expecting, however, was a dull, rather empty message with the single few words that made a chill run down his spine:

[My Love💞: Sehun, I think we should breakup]

What!? Sehun feels his heart skip several beats as he feels his emotions drop immediately, both in fear and of confusion.

[Sehun: Call me.]

Sehun worriedly looked around the hallway and quietly made his way into Minseok’s empty, dark bedroom. The EXO boys were still howling in the living room, and no one seemed to notice him slip away.

[My Love💞: I can’t. I don’t want to say it again. I prefer saying it over text.]

Sehun rubbed a sweaty hand over his neck, not knowing what to say or how to properly react.

[Sehun: Why are you doing this?? Is this a prank? You know I don’t like pranks like these…]

A few seconds passed before another notification from you ensued.

[My Love💞: Please don’t ask questions. It’s a personal decision.]

[Sehun: You can’t just leave me without an explanation... is it something I did? At least give me some sort of closure?]

[My Love💞: Sehun don’t ask me anything, please]

[Sehun: but we were so happy together. We were so healthy together.]

[Sehun: Or am I wrong, were you not happy…?]

[Sehun: please answer me, say anything… is it something I can fix!?]

[Sehun: you can’t just leave me like this!?!?]

[Sehun: please??….]

Sebum’s heart was racing, and he kept refreshing your messages awaiting any response. His anxiety slowly started kicking in as the minutes passed with no response from you.

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: I’ve taken most of my things from the apartment. I’m leaving tonight.]

Sehun felt overwhelmed, covering his mouth with his right hand and looking around Minseok’s room for a tissue box. Thankfully, the boy kept one in the top cabinet of his nightstand.

Sehun reached for the box and lifted a tissue paper up to his face. Almost immediately, the silent tears started rolling from his reddening eyes.

[Sehun: please tell me at least why?]

[Sehun: you’re the only one I love. This is unexpected for me too, please understand it]

[Sehun: it’s bad enough you’re breaking up with me over text, but if it’s a problem we can fix I’ll work hard for us to get better]

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: Sehun. Gosh. I’VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE]

[My Love💞: there, I said it. I never meant to purposely go out of my way to cheat on you, but it just sort of happened…]

[My Love💞: but you can’t even get mad at me because I see you so little since you’re always so busy and you’re always under so much scrutiny. I can’t take it Sehun, I can’t take your lifestyle as a kpop artist anymore. I can’t be your secret partner forever anymore!]

[My Love💞: the hiding in public, the way I have to ignore you so as to not raise suspicion, the way I have to wait around for your schedules to clear up except you’re ALWAYS busy. what am I to you? How have we even made it this long? I feel like I barely even know you!]

[My Love💞: Gosh, sorry, I didn’t even mean to lash out. I wanted to end things quickly. I wanted to be yours, with no risk of damaging an image or reputation attached. I wanted us to work, but it’s impossible because I don’t want to mess your career up. You don’t deserve it.]

[My Love💞: let’s just end it here and please block my number and I’ll block yours]

[My Love💞: don’t text me anymore]

Sehun read the last texts from you over and over again, his throat tightening more and more. The tears rolled harder, the muffled sobs grew more desperate for you.

It happened again. Again.

Another relationship I couldn’t save.

[Sehun: I’m not mad at you. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.]

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: don’t make this harder than it already is. I won’t respond anymore.]

Sehun closed the chat and turned off his phone, wanting to desperately fling it across the room, but also feeling a need to hold onto it in case you would text him again.

But you didn’t.

Sehun sat hunched over at the edge of Minseok’s bed, elbows against his knees and hands covering his face.

The first soft whimpers of pain escaped his lips. He wept angrily at himself, not you. What could he have possibly done differently? Wasn’t the relationship going well?

‘I can’t take your lifestyle as a kpop artist anymore!”

Your heavy words repeatedly lingered on in his head. He quietly detested himself for not noticing the signs of your distance sooner.

But perhaps you were right. How could have he noticed you were escaping from his arms, anyway?

The last time you’d spoken was… almost eight days ago!

How do I fix myself? How do I fix my career? How can I live a normal life without having to hide the most important parts of myself from my own supporters!?

Sehun is too deep in his own sorrowful thoughts to notice when Minseok walks in.

“Sehun? Oh, I figured you’re in here— I’m sorry, have I interrupted something? Are you okay?”

Minseok quickly walks up to his younger friend and sits gently next to him at the edge of the bed, patting his back gently and waiting for the younger boy to speak up.

Sehun says nothing, but looks down at his phone and opens your chat again. He motions the last few messages to his older friend.

“Sehun,” Minseok reaches over to hug his younger friend, letting him calm down in his arms. “I’m here, I’m ready to listen if you need me to.”

Sehun wipes the last of his tears and shuts his phone off.

Eleven months gone to waste. I’m surprised we even lasted this long.

“Minseok,” Sehun quietly whispers, “can I ask you something?”

Minseok nods.

“Being a kpop artist was never easy. But… when does it get easier? You lose people you love because of the backlash you get from… from anything, really. But I don’t want to hide the most important parts of me anymore. What can we do?”

Minseok sighed, smiling up at his friend.

“This is more of a conversation you could one day have with Jongdae,” he smiled. “because I’m sure it was never easy for him to tell the world about his new family.”

“But,” Sehun frowned, “he got so much backlash for it. Why? Why can’t we just—“

“Sehun,” Minseok whispers, “regardless of what you do or don’t do with your life, those who truly love you will stand by whatever it is that you decide to take on next. Just as long as your choices are healthy. I’d rather get backlash for breaking out of this rigged kpop-image box and be at my happiest with one pure supporter, than to be withheld in this unhealthy parasocial image and wishing things were different.”

Sehun nods. “It… it sounds like Jongdae’s case has already started to break us from the box then, huh?”

Minseok smiled, nodding gently. “Soon, you will be able to say and share these important things in your life and not risk losing them or your career, because… well, because things will get better. Things will always get better. You’ll break the box one day, Sehun. You just have to take it one day at a time.”

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[decantingstxrs]

140 & 92 with junmyeon!!! thank you 😊

hiya nonie!! thank u smsm for sending in a request!! hope u enjoy it <3

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#92: “friends don’t do this kind of shit”

#140: “i can’t believe how wet you are already”

it can’t be a coincidence that junmyeon dressed up as gomez addams when you’re dressed like morticia. it’s the final nail in the coffin for your longtime crush on him. but you’re just friends. 

seven minutes in heaven was a game you never thought you’d play again after that incident in freshman year. when it’s junmyeon’s turn to spin the bottle, you’re in complete shock when it lands on you.

still, you’re the one who make the first move as soon as the lock clicks. it’s shocking but so hot when he slides his hand up your dress. 

“querida, i can’t believe how wet you are already.” it drives you so fucking wild hearing junmyeon use that nickname.

“myeon! oh my... but... friends don’t do this kind of shit.” your words are quickly cut off when he runs his fingers through your slick. that earns a moan from you.

“it doesn’t look like you’re complaining.” you huff when he gives you that signature teasing smirk.

“fuck this, i can’t be just friends anymore.” you say as you move to unbuckle junmyeon’s belt. he hisses when you stroke him over his boxers.

“neither can i. oh god,” your name is heavenly coming from his lips like this. “i want you.”

“myeon, i want you too.” 

those were the words that had you in that closet for much longer than seven minutes. 

#suho x reader #junmyeon x reader #exo smut #junmyeon smut #junmyeon scenarios #suho scenarios #suho scenario #suho smut #suho imagine #suho imagines #junmyeon imagine #exo imagines #exo scenarios #exo blurb #exo scenario #exo imagine #the morticia gomez costumes are a GOAL AF FOR ME ASDNFJFJ

[kjmcotton]

December on the couch | Kjm

Kim Junmyeon x fem!reader

Plot:you and your best friend,Junmyeon,decide to entertain yourselves in a different way

Warnings:dom!Junmyeon,fingering, unprotected sex (don’t do this at home!!),18+

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Author’s notes:the first Junmyeon os is finally out!! I couldn’t wait anymore to write for my ultimate bias. This story has been in my drafts for a while but now here we are. Enjoy!

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“We’re best friends,we love each other completely”

The sun was disappearing behind the buildings of a cold Seoul. It was December:the month of presents and Christmas trees,but also of snow and fever;that was why,after studying all day with your best friend,Junmyeon,you had decided to cook pizza to warm yourselves up;and,since it had been snowing for days,you also proposed him to sleep on your couch that night.

After accepting your offer,Junmyeon sat next to you,welcoming your legs on his lap while scrolling through his phone.

“Aren’t you cold?” he asked,his fingers stroking the soft skin of your ankles:the only things protecting you from the low temperatures were an oversized sweater and a pair of white socks,but you were more than okay with that,your house was a warm place.

“I’m used to it,and it’s not cold in here” you replied

Junmyeon nodded,putting his phone on the table in front of you

“Anything we can do to pass the time while we wait for our dinner to be ready?” he then asked.

You started thinking,giving a glance to the ceiling

“I’ve got Monopoly,Cluedo,Uno…” you counted the games with your fingers,stopping any now and then to think about what you had in the house.

In the meantime,Junmyeon was staring at you,still stroking his fingers along your legs,going as high as he could

“Stop” you giggled. He was tickling you.

“Why would I?”

“I don’t like being tickled,you know”

“That’s why I’m not stopping” he moved his body weight in order to top you. His hands slipped along your legs,sliding under your sweater,up to your tummy

“Stop! I said stop!” you were laughing in front of a satisfied Junmyeon who knew he was playing with your weak spot.

You grabbed his shoulders,trying to push him away,but you achieved the opposite as you dragged him closer.

Suddenly the laughters stopped.

Junmyeon looked into your eyes,licking his lips. His breath was warming up the skin of your cheeks while the delicate smell of his fresh clean clothes filled your nostrils. How much you liked it. You didn’t remember the last time you were that close;maybe it happened only once,in high school,when,without even knowing why,the two of you ended up kissing in the backyard of the school. It was your first kiss…and also the best you had ever received.

“I’ve got something better in mind than Monopoly” the boy whispered with his usual silky voice.

“W-what is it?” your breath was stuck in your throat. The distance between your lips got shorter, until they touched.

Junmyeon’s thumb found his place on your chin and tilted your had on the side. The kiss was tender,as tender as Junmyeon himself had always been. It seemed like he had no rudeness in his body.

“Junmyeon-you mumbled his name in the kiss as he distanced himself of a few inches to let you speak-we’re supposed to be best friends…”

“We are. We’re best friends,we love each other completely” he talked,sliding his hand underneath your sweater to satisfy his need of skinship.

At those words you bit your lips,with your breath getting heavier. You immediately understood what he had in his mind,but it had been a while since you had sex,which made you feel unconfident,that was why you were reluctant in fucking with someone you knew so well. You were scared of being judged. However,on the other hand,you couldn’t deny that your whole self was screaming its attraction to the boy:your lower body tingled as soon as your skins touched and a not unusual need of feeling him close had risen inside you.

“Everything will be fine,I promise you” Junmyeon whispered into your hear,kissing the side of your chin before reaching your neck. You instinctively moved your head aside to give him access,thinking about how easy it was for him to read you. You were an open book to him,which was incredible considering you had never been someone whose feelings were easy to understand.

The boy’s lips started sucking on your skin,drawing purple marks everywhere. Behind your hear,under your chin;he even lowered the neck of your sweater to leave hickeys on your collarbone . He was the painter while you were his canvas,and you liked it,damn if you liked it.

Your hand interwove in his hair. Eyes shut as you were enjoying his fingers wandering all over your body. He started drawing lines on your skin,going up,until he touched your breasts. A whine of yours filled the air.

“You like it,angel?” he demanded,looking at you from under his lashes. You nodded:flushed cheeks and a slightly open mouth were already adorning Junmyeon’s painting,it didn’t matter if he was just at the beginning.

“You look so pretty when we cross our lines. I wish I could do this more often” he said,lifting your sweater up to kiss the skin above your white pants. Another moan escaped your mouth.

“Take this off for me,you don’t need it” he said,and with that you were now naked under a needy Junmyeon. Embarrassed,you blushed and tried to cover yourself,but the brunette shook his head and moved your arms aside.

“There’s no need to hide:you’re so beautiful. I wanna se everything” he gently kissed your lips,while his hands found their way to your breasts,touching your soft flesh. The contact of his skin with yours seemed unreal and perfect,how much you liked him.

“F-fuck-you panted,throwing your head back-I-need you Myeon”

“I need you too sweetheart-he grabbed your hand,squeezing it in his palm before letting you touch the buldge in his gym trousers-look what you’ve done to me”

“Ohw” that was everything you were able to say. Junmyeon was slowly and gently driving you to the edge. It was so much in character for him:he had never been bossy,he spent his entire life leading people with calm and knowledge.

“I’ll do it for you” you talked in a breath of sound,stroking your fingers against the cloth of his trousers,but Junmyeon shook his head,blocking your hands above your had.

“No angel,I didn’t tell you so. Be a good girl”

“I’m-I’m sorry-“ you tried to talk, but you got interrupted by his free hand sliding in between your legs.

“You’re so soft” he whispered,caressing your entrace. You squeezed your thighs around his wrist,trying to find some relief as your lower body was tingling like crazy. You also tried to free your hands,but his grip was too tight.

“Don’t make me mad,princess” he whispered,glancing at your fingers

“I’m s-sorry…I just…Myeon-“ your voice was low,small as you made eye-contact,noticing how eagerly and sweetly he was looking at you. There was something with him in that moment,something that you couldn’t understand but that made you believe that no man in the world was as beautiful as Kim Junmyeon was.

“What is it angel,you don’t like it?” he kept moving the palm of his hand up and down,along the cloth of your pants. You shivered as your chest became heavier and your breath shorter. Saying that you had never touched yourself without thinking about him doing that for you would’ve been a lie,because you did,unwillingly maybe,but you surely did many times.

“No…I like it. I think I like it too much,Myeon. Please I-“

“Don’t be impatient-he interrupted you,moving your slip aside as he started stroking your clit-good girls are always rewarded”.

Your mouth widened as he started drawing circles with his index. You threw your head back,shutting your eyes. Your body was slowly getting filled by pleasure. You weren’t used to that feeling anymore.

“I know what you’re looking for,princess” he whispered to your hear. His butter voice embraced you,rising your body temperature so much that you felt like melting. You whined,then the boy slid his fingers inside you.

“Myeon-“ you could barely talk as his index hit the right spot,the one which sent you on cloud nine. He was so great at making you feel good.

“We’re almost there babygirl,do it for me” he murmured as you were getting wetter and wetter,until you reached your release.

Junmyeon looked at you from above,a smirk appeared on his lips as he licked his index:

“You’re so tasty princess. Shall we carry on?”

You were panting so much that you couldn’t answer,you just bit your lips and stared at the boy with your big needy eyes that spoke for you. Junmyeon’s hand grabbed your chin as his thumb caressed your pinky lips;he then took his shirt and your pants off,spreading your legs to eat you.

“Myeon-” a loud moan escaped your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. His fingers deep dug in the flesh of your thighs while yours interwove in his brown hair. He seemed scared of losing you,as if you would’ve ran away and left,but you would’ve never been able to do such a thing,not with him pleasing you so well.

You were a mess of whines and moans while begging the boy do to more:you wanted everything he could give you.

Junmyeon’s head rose as he licked his lips,getting on top of you once again.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted-he whispered,taking off his trousers-but now you have something to do for me. Will you,beautiful angel?”

“I will do anything…-you panted-anything you ask me,Myeon”

“Good girl-he grabbed your chin-from now on I want you to look at me. Will you do that,sweetheart?”

“I-I will”

“That’s what I wanted to hear-he kissed your lips-you’ll like it,I promise”

Junmyeon held you by the hips. His hands perfectly fitting your waist,making you believe that no one else in the world should’ve taken his place on that couch,nor on your bed.

“Are you ready,angel?” he asked in a whisper;you nodded,and with that he finally slid inside you.

“Oh my God..” you whined,staring in his beautiful chocolate eyes. You could see the lust in his dilated pupils while he thrusted inside you. His pace was slow,precise,and gentle. He went deep,hitting the right spot.

You held onto his well built shoulders,scratching them a few times while breathing faster and faster.

“Tell me you belong to me sweetheart” the boy talked,his eyes still chained to yours

“I-I do Junmyeon. I-I belong to you and no one else”

At those words shivers of pleasure went along his spine,making his movements sloppier. You knew he was close,and so were you.

He gave a few more thrusts,they were rough this time,but you liked them:they took your breath away.

“I don’t-I don’t wanna hurt you…” he murmured,without breaking eye-contact

“But-I-I really like it…” you replied,feeling Junmyeon’s grip tighten on your body before a loud moan escaped his mouth,preceding his release

“Fuck…-he whined as his seed filled you. He couldn’t hold on if you talked to him like that,with the soft needy voice of yours that made his head spin-now-he stuttered still on his orgasm -now one more time angel,come one more time for me…”

“Oh my God…” you moaned out loud,following him with your climax. The idea of you being his and him being yours,only yours,was your biggest weakness,but you had realised it only on the spot.

The two of you started at each other for a few more seconds before you moved your body aside,letting Junmyeon lay down next to you.

His chest was moving up and down,fast,as he was trying to catch his breath. His forehead was sweaty and his hair were messy,but you swore he was ethereal.

With a gentle shift of his body,Junmyeon stretched one of his arms out so you could rest your head on his shoulder. You did so,wrapping yours around his waist while a hand of his rested on your back,caressing your skin.

Junmyeon looked at you,there still was a hint of lust in his eyes:

“How much I wanted this…” he whispered in your hear,making your heart skip a bit

“Have you?” you asked,in a breath of sound

He gently grabbed your face,making eye-contact

“You’re all I dream about” he talked,placing a kiss on top of your head before hearing the timer for your pizza go off in the kitchen.

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friday nights || byun baekhyun

1:34 AM 250424 

word count: longer than i expected

pairing: byun baekhyun x reader (ft. im changkyun)

description: baekhyun ignores you for an entire week, and you don't know why.

genre: bestfriends to lovers!au, jealous!baekhyun, mutual pining, angst-ish, fluff after lmao

a/n: kinda rushed ending (?) lmk if you guys want a part 2 or a longer version!

You and Baekhyun have been best friends ever since you both got stood up by your dates on prom night. You vividly remember Baekhyun's reaction as your dates began making out in the middle of the dancefloor, leaving you both partnerless — and almost miserable. So, you invited him that exact moment to ditch the night and have some fun of your own, basically and invitation to sit on the gutter as you eat your melting ice cream.

But, that was a story for another time - now you’re in your third year of college. Your friendship’s been that long, and you swore, the last time you checked, the platonic energy between the both of you was almost tangible. Although you had a moments when romantic thoughts about him invaded your mind.

You swore it were mere milliseconds, though – and that you didn't think about how his hands could perfectly fit in yours and, how sweet his lips would've tasted like. Nothing of that sort, really. You knew that the both of you were awfully platonic, and nothing more. You didn't want to entertain thoughts of you and him together romantically, because it would never happen. Plus, you went out on a date last week.

You and Changkyun were totally hitting it off. And you would've told Baekhyun about him, but he's been ignoring you for the past 5 days. No calls, texts, nothing. Everytime you'd visit him on his breaks, he's always be out, or busy, or just not in the mood — which rarely happened.

So, you planned to corner him into telling you what's wrong. You really had no clue, but you've got a feeling that it had something to do with you. It was your break, and you checked your phone for Baekhyun's schedule. You both exchanged schedules the beginning of the semester, which is also probably why he'd been successful in avoiding you.

There was an overlap between your schedules. His class would end at around the same time as yours would start. But you were really determined to know what the hell's wrong you could just be late to class for a couple of minutes. And after a long, painful wait — catch him, you did.

He walked out with two of his friends, who you knew as Minseok and Jongdae. It was Minseok who spotted you first. He called Baekhyun and pointed at your direction.

"Hey, Y/N." Minseok waved at you, and so did Jongdae. You smiled and waved back as Baekhyun's eyes widened.

"Go on first, I'll catch up later." He told his friends, his eyes avoiding your gaze. The two walked off after saying goodbye.

"What are you doing here?" Baekhyun held your arm, gently pulling you to the side.

"You were avoiding me for a week, what's up?" You asked, eyeing him carefully. He reached to the nape of his neck. He removed his cap, fixed his hair, and put it back again.

"I... wasn't avoiding you," he said, still avoiding your eyes. You weren't convinced, so you pulled his face to meet yours.

"There, see!" you exclaimed, "you avoided my eyes again. What's wrong, Baek?"

"Nothing," he muttered. He glanced down his wristwatch, and urged you to move. "You're literally five minutes late to your class, get moving dumbass."

"No, I'm not leaving 'til you tell me what's wrong. Is it something I said? or did? Or, like, did something happen to your family? Come on, talk to me, don't shut me out like this."

You were honestly nervous, you feared that the friendship you had would be gone in a blink if you didn't do this.

Baekhyun sighed, and met your eyes. You heart dropped to your stomach. It felt different from his usual teasing glints, there were hints of longing. His eyes glossed a little, eyes bloodshot red. You immediately reached to his face, and his eyes closed and he leaned to your touch.

"Baek," you sighed softly, "have you not been sleeping?"

"Mmhm," Baekhyun hummed, hand on top of your hand on his cheek. "Let's...talk later." His eyes met yours this time.

You nodded with a soft, gentle smile. "Of course. Come over later? Let's watch a movie tonight." Your thumb ghosted over his cheek.

"But that's for Friday?"

You swore you saw Baekhyun frown a little from the loss of touch as you retreat your hand from his cheek, but you decided you were just crazy and that it wasn't like that.

You shrug, hands on your pocket. "We could do it like, two days earlier, it's fine."

"Why? So you could ditch on me and go on a date again?" He blurted out.

You audibly gasp, earning stares from passerbys. Your hand flew to your open mouth. "What do you mean? I didn't ditch you, I asked you if it was okay and you said yes!"

"I didn't!"

"You did! I even have the text messages here if you need refreshments, dude."

"Don't dude me, Y/N," Baekhyun groaned, rubbing his face roughly. It was an a look of frustration, and you felt it was directed to you.

"Is this why you're mad at me? Because you thought I ditched you?" Your voice slightly trembled. Now you were frustrated and confused.

"No!" he abruptly said, "No, I'm - I'm not mad at you, I just, Friday nights are for us," You internally winced, because you took that in way that isn't how friends should take it as.

"And you — "

"Baekhyun-ah!" You both looked at the direction of the voice. It was Junmyeon who called out with a smile as he approached you. "Oh hey, Y/N, what's up?"

You smiled and tried to push the argument you just had at the back of your mind. "Hi, oppa."

Baekhyun sighed, "What's wrong, hyung?"

"I couldn't find Chanyeol, he told me he'd be with you." Junmyeon's lips parted a lottle, "Did I interrupt you guys?"

"Yeah, we're kinda bu—" You interrupted Baekhyun.

"We just finished talking, oppa," you glance at your watch to avoid Baekhyun's intense gaze. "I have to get to class, I'm suuuper late. See you later!" You waved Junmyeon goodbye, and turned away quickly.

You hear Baekhyun call to you as the distance grew farther. You didn't want to lose Baekhyun over a fight like this, especially when you thought of him in a different light yet again.

~ • ~

Baekhyun's heart broke a little as he looked at you walk away. He let out a heavy sigh as he massaged his eyebrows.

Junmyeon noticed. "Are you good?"

Baekhyun looked up at him and nodded yes. Junmyeon was not convinced though, but he decided not to push it. "Come on, let's meet them."

Baekhyun stayed silent. He moved on autopilot, basically just following Junmyeon's footsteps — but not before looking back to the place you once stood at.

The guys laughed loudly in the middle of the restaurant. Baekhyun and Junmyeon settled down, "Did you get food already?" asked Junmyeon.

"We ordered pasta and pizza, you could order more if you want to, though," Minseok said. "It's Jongdae's treat for missing the last get together."

"Nice."

The guys continued to talk, and joke around. Food kept arriving at their table, and everyone dug in except Baekhyun. He was staring at nothing, just picking on his food with a fork.

"Hyung, are you okay?" Jongin nudged Baekhyun. He looked up, and forced a smile.

"Yeah, of course." There was a moment of silence before Chanyeol broke the ice.

"You guys remember Changkyun?” He asked. Baekhyun’s ears perked up, the name was familiar. Too familiar, in fact. His eyebrows knitted tightly, he couldn’t help it.

“What about him?” Sehun popped a fry in his mouth. Lay tilted his head slightly.

“He’s throwing a party tonight, he invited us.”

“What’s his business inviting us? We don’t even know him,” Baekhyun bitterly spat and did not go unnoticed by his friends.

Chanyeol and Junmyeon exchanged glances with Kyungsoo, who sighed and said, “We can just not go, it’s not a big deal.”

Baekhyun just drew a big sigh and ruffled his hair. To say he was pissed was an understatement. He’d been so bothered about you dating other guys, and he hated the fact that he couldn’t even tell it to you directly.

After all, you both agreed on staying strictly platonic after having witnessed your sister and her then bestfriend get married and divorced on the same year.

“What’s with you, Hyung? You rarely act this way,” Jongin asked, eyes full of concern.

Sehun snickered, “He always acts this way whenever a certain someone’s involved.”

Minseok hummed in agreement. Baekhyun groaned as Kyungsoo spoke, “You mean Y/N?”

“Precisely,” Sehun confirmed with a smirk.

“Aren’t you strictly platonic?” Jongdae asked.

“Yes.” Sadly.

“Huh, so why are you jealous?” Kyungsoo asked.

“I am not jealous.” Lie.

“You definitely are.”

“I’m not.” Yes, he was.

“You like her, don’t you?”

“What?” Yes.

“You do!”

“What are you even —“

“Someone’s got a crush —!”

“I—“

“Just admit it, Hyung!”

“N —“

“Baekhyun —“

“I love her, damn it!”

Silence filled the table. Everyone suddenly laughed out loud after his outburst — they knew you got Baekhyun fucked up in the head and they love to see it.

Now, Baekhyun’s admitted it and there was no going back. He had avoided saying it for the longest time for the fear of it “coming true” when he knew that he had no say in his feelings from the get-go.

“Just tell her, confess, do something,” Kyungsoo said.

“That’s easier said than done.”

“Would you rather lose her to Changkyun?” Lay suddenly spoke up. Baekhyun looked at him, and he knew his hyung made a point. He had to do something.

~ • ~

Time went by fast, and it's been two days since you last saw Baekhyun. Still, no calls nor texts from Baekhyun. You were beginning to doubt your decision of avoiding the conversation — you start to think that you should've let him finish talking before walking out like that.

Is he gonna drop by tonight? It's literally friday, its — its your movie night. Or is he never gonna talk to you, and you end up losing the love of your life?

Wait, no. He's your bestfriend, so you love him, right? Its that kind of love that's purely platonic, isn't it? Plus, you had a date! And you totally hit it off, you swore to god.

Okay, maybe you lied. You and Changkyun were bonding over relationship traumas instead of building up a new relationship. You both had a cup of sweet tea, but the conversations you had left a bitter taste in both your mouths.

Changkyun also mentioned someone he liked, and was in fact, asking for advice. That's why you both set another date for tomorrow, solely for the sake of advices. Besides, you also enjoyed complaining to him about Baekhyun's annoying habits that you secretly liked.

You then pace back and forth, probably hyperventilating and on the verge of another panic attack. You bite on your nails as you watched a late night game show, or atleast tried to watch.

You couldn't focus on it. You sat down, your knees bounced up and down. So you stood, but you kept pacing back and forth. And you'd look at the television, but would later find yourself starting at the clock. You were so immersed that you failed to notice the numerous missed phone calls.

Until the door bell rang. You sprinted towards the door, opened it in one motion.

And there he was, holding a bouquet of roses. He offered a sheepish smile, and offered up the bouquet.

You didn't even realize you've been holding your breath 'til you saw him on your doorstep. You immediately engulfed him with a hug, your tears threatening to spill.

He hugged you back as he buried his face at the crook of your neck. You missed his scent, so much.

You pulled away, "I - I thought you wouldn't — "

He cut you off, "Don't go."

You look at him, confused. You wipe your tear-stained cheeks, settling your hands on his biceps. "What? What do you mean?"

"On that date," he said, eyes intensely on yours. "Don't go on that date, please."

"Well, that's for tomorrow still, I —"

"No, you don't understand. I," Baekhyun took a deep breath. "I don't just mean tonight. I mean, don't ever go on a date with another man. Please."

You were speechless as you watched Baekhyun frown in thought, trying to compose what he wanted to say.

“I,” he paused. He looked his shoes, and licked his lips in anticipation. “I get livid when I think of another man touching you, or holding your hands, and the mere thought of you kissing someone else makes me go insane, you have no idea.

“My heart races when our fingers touch, and I can’t help but want to kiss you when you do something childish. Or when you cry because of a stupid movie — I want to grow old with you, sit under a tree and watch as our children run across the fields. I — I love you. For the longest time, I’ve loved you. I love you, Y/N.”

You were speechless and shaking. Here was the man you longed for, confessing his love to you — and you couldn’t believe it. Your jaw drops, and he looked at you with great intent.

“I love you, too,” you said, tears rolling down your cheeks. “You dumb idiot, what took you so long? I kept it all in, I waited for you for so long! I —“

He captured your lips with his in the softest way possible. A moment lingers as he pulled away,

“I’m sorry for making you wait, Y/N. I —“

You pull him back in, deepening the kiss as you hook your arms around his neck — bodies flushed against each other. He dropped the bouquet, and put his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

“Shut up and kiss me, baby.” You said in between breaths and kisses.

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The First Confession ~ Kim Junmyeon

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Junmyeon looked away from you with a role of your eyes. Your heart was racing already, but as you watched him seemingly dismiss everything that you had told him, all you wanted was for the ground to swallow you up.

Things didn’t feel like they could get any worse for you as you tried to figure out how Junmyeon was feeling. The look disappointment in his expression almost felt like a stab to the heart for you as you tried to keep a hold of your composure.

You had hoped for better as you confessed to Junmyeon, but things didn’t feel as if they could get any worse for you, no matter how hard you tried.

“Maybe I’ll just go,” you whispered, beginning to pick your bag up from the floor underneath the table that you were sat at in the coffee store, “it was a bad idea for me to come and do this.”

“Wait, no,” Junmyeon called out as soon as he watched you slightly raise from the chair that you were sat in. “Don’t go, just stay here for a moment, I don’t want you to go anywhere,” Junmyeon told you.

You sighed back at him, “it’s obvious that I’ve made a mistake, spare me the embarrassment.”

Junmyeon’s head shook as he reached out to wrap his hand around your wrist, pulling you back so that you were sat in your chair again. The last thing that you wanted was to be tormented any longer, you had pretty much managed to ruin your friendship with just three words, without having to sit yourself in front of Junmyeon any longer.

“You haven’t made a mistake,” he assured you as he kept his eyes looking across at you. “If anything, I’m annoyed at myself that you’ve just said what you’ve said, annoyed that I waited so long so you did it first.”

“You’re annoyed that I told you that I like you?” You asked in confusion, too humiliated to really focus on what Junmyeon was saying to you. “If you’re annoyed, then why don’t you just let me go home and then this can be over and done with?”

“Can you listen to me properly?” Junmyeon laughed as you tried to pull your hand out of his grip. “I’m not annoyed that you like me, I’m just annoyed that you got to confess before I did, I waited too long, and you beat me to it.”

As Junmyeon repeated what he had to say to you again, it began to sink in a little bit better. With your eyes looking across at him again, you noticed the small pout that was on his face, irritated that you had beaten him to it in an attempt to take your friendship elsewhere.

“Y-you wanted to confess to me?” You asked him nervously, wanting to make sure that you had understood what was going on, “what were you waiting for? Why didn’t you?”

He had a list as long as his arm of reasons why he was terrified to confess to you. The last thing that Junmyeon wanted to do was ruin your friendship, with not even a hint from you that there was a chance that you liked him.

And just like you wanted to be spared the humiliation of feeling as if Junmyeon didn’t like you back, he wanted the same. He couldn’t imagine himself being around you knowing that you knew that he liked you, only for you not to feel the same way as he did.

“I regret waiting for as long as I did,” Junmyeon admitted to you.

“Not for one second did I ever even get the feeling that you might like me Junmyeon.”

“And I didn’t with you too,” he laughed.

“All this time we were secretly in competition for something as stupid as who would be the first one to confess to the other.”

He through his head back in disbelief as Junmyeon realised how ridiculous it sounded. All the time that the two of you could had been together, was wasted, as the two of you stewed over your feelings and tried to figure out what was best.

“I’m still annoyed that you won though, I always thought I’d be the one to do it first, and so did all of the boys too.”

Your head shook back at Junmyeon, “you shouldn’t have waited for so long then, you should have been brave like I was.”

It was the bragging rights that you had always wanted, and that Junmyeon wanted too. Knowing now that he’d have to carry on with you being able to be the one to brag about confessing first killed him slightly on the inside.

“I can’t wait to tell everyone about this,” you teased, “the boys will be stunned when they know that I got there before you did.”

“I’ve not actually said that I like you yet,” Junmyeon suddenly spoke up, halting the growing smile on your face. “I said that I was going to confess, but I never said that I liked you,” he warned you, determined to try and find a way to stop you basking in the success of being first for just a moment.

Your eyes rolled at the smile on his face which quickly gave Junmyeon away. “Everyone knows that you like me, the boys have been telling me for long enough,” you told him, watching the expression on Junmyeon’s face drop too.

His head shook as he realised that the boys had snaked him too, “I knew that I should have never told any of them that I liked you, I should’ve known they’d never keep their mouths shut.”

“Say it,” you whispered as Junmyeon finished venting, leaning in a little closer to him at the table. “I promise that I won’t brag about being the first one to confess if you tell me right now that you like me,” you told him.

A sigh came from Junmyeon as he knew that you had him cornered, it was either bragging rights, or giving up the one thing that he could still hold against you up, and he knew exactly which one he could live more comfortably with too.

“You know that I like you,” Junmyeon smiled in reply to you, more than willing to tell you how he felt about you. “I think ever since I met you, I liked you, I was just too afraid to admit it, especially when you started talking to me.”

“I thought you hated me when I first started working at the company,” you responded, “I never thought that the two of us would find ourselves in this position a couple of years down the line, fighting over who could be the first to confess to the other.”

“You thought all of us boys hated you because we kept teasing you all the time.”

Your head nodded as you remembered the many things that they had said to you, “I was annoyed at you more than anyone because you let them do it, I never imagined back then when you were shy it was because you fancied me.”

Junmyeon couldn’t believe how much of a wreck he was around you too, although even now, he still found his stomach knotting whenever he was around you.

“I couldn’t imagine myself ever liking anyone else Y/N.”

“And I couldn’t imagine liking anyone other than you too.”

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