#kai fic

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On Your Knees

A/N: So as I noted in this teaser thingy, I don’t really intend to be back on tumblr actively, BUT I just couldn’t resist writing for Kai!! This fic will be smutty, while also providing a bit of backstory that I feel he needs and deserves honestly. I fucking love this guy 💗

Pairing: Kai x F!Reader Warnings: smut (p in v, oral), swearing, dom!Kai, dirty talk (but it’s not until Part 2 that shit gets degrading and dark) Word Count: ~3.8k

“On your knees.”

It’s been forever and a day, since you last laid your eyes on Kai. Since then you’ve searched for him across the whole entire fucking sky. Whatever words you had expected him to say… you never would have dreamt of these.

On your knees.

The blood in your veins is on fire; it burns as the blue of his gaze starts to freeze. The blaze rises higher, so desperate to melt down this fortress of ice that you hadn’t believed you would find. Paid the rumors no mind—he’s a bounty hunter or a gun for hire, who would sell his soul to any well-paying buyer, or so everybody agrees—yet you’ve come here to seek out the true heart of gold that you know lies behind. But all gold can be sold and it seems that he’s taken his fees.

And now he’s set on taking whatever he damn well may please.

Your voice escapes your throat pathetically. “Kai, it’s me…”

Cocks his head. Lifts his brow. Silent laughter at what you just said. Obviously. But who you are doesn’t mean shit to him now. “Aye, I see.”

You might just choke. The heart that never once stopped beating for this godforsaken rogue just fucking broke.

He snickers down as if the beating of your heart is just a joke. The curl of those cruel lips holds even more force than his words. And that’s what brings you to your knees and makes you weak, so weak it hurts, as he comes close and rests his palm against your cheek, piercing your soul straight to the core with just one stroke.

Straight to the core. Summon what strength you have to speak, unsure whether the vows that you once made have any value anymore. “I’ve come back to you just as I swore…”

“Of course,” he utters as those ice-blue eyes seek out and strike the deepest truth in yours. “You’ve come to me just as you were before: still nothing but a worthless fucking whore.”

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--- Years Earlier ---

“Impressive.”

You smile over your shoulder as he comes up from behind to wrap his arms tightly around you, in a warm embrace that’s all at once affectionate and aggressive. Passionate and possessive. Just as his touch is every night when he pins you to bed and pounds you.

Kai is wildly impressed to see you standing tall at the helm of this ship where he’s found you. The ship is in shambles and beaten down, long since abandoned here out on the plains past the outskirts of town. Still the grandeur of spacefaring vessels like this never fails to astound you. The freedom that they represent gives you hope that someday you and Kai might escape from this planet that’s bound to the rule of a ruthless imperial crown.

Yet this starship is broken and dead. It feels good to stand here for a bit and pretend you can steer it—steer something for once in your life so that you can cling onto what little is left of your spirit, forge on towards the future instead of just having to fear it… but you know it’s best not to let false hope get to your head.

“You’d make a fetching pilot, love,” Kai purrs into your ear while he plants kisses on the soft skin of your neck. “So fucking hot I think you might stir up the engine of this wreck. Won’t be surprised if you just up and fly it off.”

The laughter on your lips melts into his, as you lean back to taste his kiss. “I wish I could. The two of us would fuck shit up in space so good.”

“Aye, that we would.”

For now Kai is more than content to fuck you up against the window of this spacecraft and you both know that’s exactly what’s in store. Know you were put upon this planet just to serve him as his filthy little whore. On any planet you would always be just that and nothing more.

Through the layers of both of your clothes you can feel the thick length of his shaft, pressed up against your lower half. Desperate hands reach into his pants to set him free and grasp at every perfect inch of him that you exist to worship and adore.

“Impressive,” you echo his words from before.

He chuckles in that playfully suggestive, sinful way that always hits you in the slick heat of your core. The man knows he’s massive. He wields his cock like a damn weapon of war.

But with you it’s a war fought for love and he makes it so pure.

It’s just unfathomable to you that this man is fucking yours.

You’ve only ever been to this small corner of the vast expanse of space, yet when you look upon his face, you have no doubt that he’s the most beautiful man in all the universe.

As ever in his presence you’re tempted to fall on your knees. It’s your favorite position: to kneel before him in submission. To swallow his cock till he fills your throat with his delicious release. Kai knows this but is ever the tease. He knows just what you’re wishing, but holds you up right where you are to prevent you from sinking so he can keep kissing your lips, one hand gripping your hips, while the other roams over the parts of your body that nobody else ever sees.

“K-Kai please…”

“What is it you want?” he sadistically taunts, and then animalistically grunts, as he feels the wetness of your cunt.

You can’t speak, at the touch of his fingers exploring the treasures they seek.

So he feeds you the words. “This big cock in that sweet little mouth of yours?”

“Yes—please, yes…!” you gasp, heightening his desire as well as your own as you handle his hardness with long strokes and squeezes, loving how it throbs in your tightening grasp.

Kai loves making you plead, getting off on the way that you moan for him over and over again. Till he’s ready to finally provide what you need. Ready now then he reckons. A wicked smirk crosses his mouth and it threatens to end you this second. “Indeed. Since you’re beggin’.”

At last then he lets you sink down to the floor, where you instantly bury your face in his crotch and start slobbering madly all over his cock because this is what you fucking live for.

He smells and tastes simply divine. Better than any man fucking should. Smash your nose in the fine golden hairs at the base of his dick and get drunk on his scent like it’s wine… swipe your tongue up the length in a sensuous line…God it’s good. The salt and sweetness and the musk with earthy undertones of wood. You know nothing of what gods exist in this world or the next, other than being certain that Kai is a living breathing god of sex.

His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer into him and holding you right fucking there. It’s heaven when he plows your throat. No other feeling could compare. You reach to clutch at the firm muscles of his ass and meet his blue gaze as you eagerly wait for him to unravel and explode. The twinkle in his eye reminds you that you’re his and that he never wants to share, just as he’s yours and no one else deserves the privilege to take his precious load.

You take it down with your cheeks hollowed, throat contracting tight around him as he groans in utter bliss. Your love for him deepens with every drop you’ve swallowed, since the day when you first met and every day and night that’s followed. Didn’t think it would be possible to love him more than this. To be so cock-drunk and so lovestruck… fuck, it’s glorious.

Your worship of him always takes him somewhere far beyond the stars. So fucking far. He loves the whore you are, just as you love the whore he is. The kind of love that heals as deeply as it scars. You’re only whores for one another which is why the love you make is always pure no matter how dirty it is.

He worships you in turn, that filthy mouth on him a fire-breathing sin. Making you burn. Laying his claim to every last inch of your skin and every fiber of your being deep within. Your impulse is to be down on your knees for him but when the man insists on pleasuring your cunt—because for him your pleasure’s always at the forefront—well of course you just give in.

And then he fucks your cunt to pieces to make sure you won’t ever forget that his sex is the reason you’re living.

You can’t begin to wrap your mind around him being so damn perfect. But you sure as hell can wrap your pussy tight around the war weapon that’s pumping deep inside of you so powerfully erect. Both of you like it good and rough, and soon enough, this stranded spaceship’s not the only thing that’s wrecked.

The vessel tilts a little bit with his last thrust; this ship is huge but so is Kai, and he’s apparently so strong that he just rocked the goddamned deck. That shit is so insanely hot you might just die. Combust. Crumble to dust. As you both come down from the high, your pulse is racing and he traces its pace with his parted lips pressed to your neck.

The two of you remain entwined for hours, as you always do. Whispering sweet nothings that you wish could be true. Let’s just pretend this ship is ours. That the universe is ours. That we’ll fly away, and soar the skies someday, just me and you. But nothing is nothing regardless of how sweet it seems, and you can’t fly away from the fact that the universe bows to formidable powers. To forces that devastate dreams, through and through.

To the powers that be. Powers that crush all hopes of ever being free or being happy.

Kai reads your mind as your thoughts drift to that dark place. Knows that it’s time to tell you what he came to say, when he found you aboard this ship today, before he got distracted and ended up fucking your brains out past the farthest reaches of space. It’s not a message that he’s eager to convey. But it’s an order that you can’t really afford to disobey.

Still he wants you to stay, blue eyes begging you to as he softly caresses your face. Yet he knows on some level that dreams of resistance are silly to chase. That the price of just one slice of heaven is steep and there’ll be hell to pay.

He clears his throat and breathes in deep, wishing the price weren’t so damn steep. “Meant to tell you that he’s been… requesting your presence again.”

You had known to expect this. Chosen to neglect this. As if you could run to some empty abandoned starship to hide from the constant demands of that monster who thinks he’s a god among men.

But you can’t and to even attempt this… is useless and reckless. Though Kai referred to the imperial officer’s order as just a request, it was obviously a command. So you stand, smooth your skirt with a trembling hand—knowing Kai wishes he could hold on to you now and protect what is rightfully his—but your honor is yours to defend. No one else’s. All yours in the end.

He knows this too but wishes he didn’t. He hates this part. Watching you leave is the part when he cages his heart, locking it in a block of cement. “So you’ll just run off to him then?”

All too familiar with his defense mechanisms, you don’t halt your rhythm. The whole fiasco of this moment is always the same with him, despite the fact that he must know this isn’t something either one of you enjoys. So rather than rushing to blame him, or letting the swell of emotions inside you erupt into violence, you cast him a side glance, remind him in silence: it’s not as if I have a choice.

Evidently today the cement is much thicker than usual; the next words off his lips at your lack of response come off particularly cruel. “What, lost your dignity and your voice?”

God, he knows how to hit your inner slut, and make her want to die. To bleed her dry. His name escapes your throat in a defeated sigh. “Kai…”

He hates himself right now more than that monstrous fucking officer or anyone at all. Down to his core. Your knees just buckled and he rushes to catch you before you fall, but he’s so broken now himself that you both end up on the floor, down on your knees. The words he’d just uttered were driven by demons he’s struggling to bury—lately there have been a whole lot of these. Pulls you in close and releases his heart from its stone wall, as he dissolves into a mess of regrets and apologies. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

Inevitably you end up making love, which is the only answer when words aren’t enough. Soft and slow. But it has to end quickly, because you have somewhere to be. Can’t hold on to the afterglow. Leave before tears overflow. Just a few words then you have to go.

You wish Kai could see things from your point of view. He gives you every reassurance that he gets it; his response earlier was impossibly harsh but he clearly regrets it. Still you can’t help but feel as if he’s disappointed in you. Despite how authoritative the Imperium is and the consequences that are sure to ensue if you stand up against it… he sees your obeying the officer’s orders as something you’re making the choice to do.

And that view baffles you because how could you possibly choose to do something that fucking destroys you?

The officer knows all your weaknesses. If you should ever defy him he’d go after Kai, to hit you where he knows it would hurt you the most and you can’t stand to think or to speak of this. You’d rather die. And your fear of that terrible punishment forces your hand; you must heed his command. Without having to spell this shit out you just wish Kai would understand why.

“I understand,” he says, but he can’t meet your pleading gaze. He’s not quite certain whether what he said is true, and surely you would see right through. Instead looks out the spacecraft window at the distant stars that deign to cast their rays upon this conquered stretch of land. It feels like pity and that shit infuriates him in a million fucking ways. “I understand, I do. It just kills me to think of someone else inside you—”

“Kai, I’ve told you time and time again to trust me that he hasn’t…”

“That’s not even what I meant.”

“It’s what you said.”

With worlds of pain behind his plaintive eyes he reaches out to cup your cheek then smooths his thumb across the creases in your forehead. “What I meant is that I just can’t shake this sense that he’s gotten inside your head. To men like that nothing is sacred. He’s attracted to your spirit ‘cause he knows that he can break it. Wants to wait for you to give your body to him though it’s well within his power to just take it. And whatever little honor you’ve got left down to the final fucking shred… he won’t stop till it’s fucking dead.”

His warning chills you to the bone, because you know it to be true. For better or worse you’ve got some defense mechanisms of your own. Just a few. Brush off his touch and clench your jaw and let a little bit of spite sharpen your tone. “So then what would you have me do? Not all of us can be as honorable as you.”

Now his jaw clenches too. So hard that he might be at risk of breaking it. “The choice is yours, of course,” he mutters, eyes flashing an icy shade of blue. “Just know you’re making it. Don’t hide behind the lie your hand was forced.”

At that you turn to leave him with a scoff, throwing a bitter glare that tells him to fuck off.

But just before you disembark, you catch a glimpse of some metallic thing that glimmers in the dark. The mess of clothes that Kai had flung off of his shoulders when he fucked you up against the window, some hours ago… he’d had a gun tucked in among them and the sight of it right now is fucking stark. You have no reason to be shocked about it though.

He wasn’t hiding it from you; the fact that he’s been packing unauthorized arms is something you already knew. That doesn’t mean it’s something you wanted to know. Seeing this fatal metal thing strikes you as such a blunt reminder of what he intends to do. And you know where it’s bound to go.

Where your gaze and your thoughts wander his always follow. “There’s a strategy session set up for tomorrow,” he states in reference to the folks in your town who believe independence is something that any respectable person would die to defend. Even if it means battling forces against which they can’t even try to contend. “May be able to make concrete plans now that we’ve finally got enough guns stashed in our secret cargo. I already know better than to ask whether you’d want to attend. Guess the answer will always be no.”

The two of you have talked about this countless times before. And every time it turns to fucking when you both can’t bear the talking anymore. It’s irresponsible and immature, but in the rosy throes of youth, it seems to you love is the only fucking truth, the only thing you know for sure. The only thing that’s clear and pure. Love keeps you whole so you don’t fall apart from fear of what your hopeless-looking future has in store.

But you’re not that young, and you can’t just fuck away these pressing issues for that long. He can’t just kiss you to prevent the words from falling off your tongue. He knows it too and so you sit and talk for once and hope shit doesn’t go too wrong.

You admire and love him for being so brave and so strong. Tell him so. But that small band of big-hearted rebels is not somewhere you feel you’ll ever belong. He has to let it go.

And you have to let go of your hope that he might change his mind. That he might decide doing what makes sense to simply survive matters more than misguided delusions of honor chasing after some kind of freedom he won’t ever find.

You tenderly caress his face and feel the warmth of his blood rush to meet your hand. It’s all that you can do to pray his precious blood won’t spill someday fighting a war over some worthless stretch of land. This lovely planet is your home but in your eyes it’s all worth nothing without Kai. “I know how fiercely you believe in your brothers, and in your friends. In the rebellion that all of you have planned. What terrifies me is this feeling that it’s fucking doomed to fail and if you die… I can’t fathom anything worse. Of course I know the choice to fight with them is yours, but for my part I’m not as brave as all the others. I can’t bring myself to stand behind this cause when I’m afraid it won’t be worth it in the end. Please understand.”

Kai leans into your touch and turns his face to kiss your palm, cracking a sad smile to fight the tears that otherwise would come. Unshed they shine like stars hiding behind his eyes so blue. “Aye, I do.”

It’s a lie. Lie as big as the sky. But he hides behind it till it might become true, or at least fucking tries to.

At that it’s time for you to go, fearing that you should have done so hours ago. The sheer pressure of fear shatters you; fact is deep down it shatters him too. He just copes with his hopes and fears in a more complicated way.

“I promise I will always come back to you.” These are the same words that you always say, when you leave—words you fiercely believe—to assure him that nothing could keep you away.

When you leave him with those words Kai usually lets you, eventually once he’s done venting all his pent up rage and dealing every card he has to play. But evidently not today. “You wouldn’t have to. If you’d just stay.”

The way his voice trembles with gentleness, with selflessness, as he abandons every one of his defenses… it fucking kills you when he gets this way. It doesn’t happen often, and it always makes your heart open and soften. “That’s true. Maybe I can keep him waiting just one day…”

His eyes go wide, unable to believe that this is something you would actually decide. It makes him love you even more and suddenly he’s shy and blushing as if he thinks he’s unworthy of the privilege of your touch. “Or just one hour or one minute for I ought to know I shouldn’t ask too much—”

You shut him up with your forefinger pressed against his luscious lip. Provocatively bite your own to make it known that you want him to spend all day fucking you up against this ship.

Last time he did it shook the whole entire deck; maybe this time the sex will be so fucking hot that it’ll set fire to this wreck. Wouldn’t put anything past Kai. It’d be a perfect way to die.

Slamming your back against the window of this wrecked dreadnought, he effortlessly reads your every thought—goddamn that thought just now was a particularly bold one—and from his wicked smirk it’s plain to see that he agrees it would be perfect and insanely fucking hot. “You might want to hold on.”

And you do, clinging closely to him like the sky clings to stars at the coming of dawn. In the bright glare of day they’ll no longer shine through. But that won’t mean they’re gone.

Here tonight, and even if they’re out of sight, come morning light… all the stars in his eyes shine for you. With those stars guiding you, you’ll hold on.

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… To be continued in Part 2!

The plan is for Part 2 to explore more of the earlier timeline and also carry forward the opening scene of course, which is when dark degrading dom!Kai will be out in full force 🔥

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Hot things about Exo that drive you crazy

Xiumin - How he handles people who under-estimate him

Your boyfriend was the king of surprising people. He had a youthful face but was nearly 33. He was chill and quiet but a world-famous kpop idol. He looked sweet and innocent but was cheeky and incredibly powerful...which one jackass found out.

You and Xiumin went to the gym together often because he didn't always have a lot of free time and every minute counted. Lately, a new guy had started coming to your gym and he was so annoying. He'd take up more space than necessary, thought he knew better than anyone and always liked to give the female gym goers in particular tips about what they were doing wrong. Xiumin hadn't seen him before as he'd been touring recently but you pointed him out to him the second you walked in together. Xiumin kept an eye on him but had no problems...until the guy appeared at his machine and started watching him. Xiumin could tell the guy had something to say but purposefully ignored him, not wanting to give him any attention...however that didn't stop him.

"Are you are you should be using this machine?" the guy asked and Xiumin looked at him "what makes you ask that?". "Just it's for proper body bulders not softer guys". Xiumin bit back his comment and smiled "I'm fine thanks" but the guys didn't let it go. "No but if you hurt yourself I'm the one who will have to save you". "Is there an issue here?" you asked coming over and Xiumin shook his head "don't worry it's all good" and put some more weights on his machine. "Come on little guy, you don't want to load too much on just to try and look good in front of a girl" the man said. Xiumin looked at you and nodded "you're right I do want to look good in front of her" and he put more on. The guy kept telling Xiumin he wouldn't be able to do it all the way up until Xiumin lifted the bar effortlessly above his head. The man's jaw dropped as he did 15 perfect reps and then set the bar down. "Hey Y/n can you hold my jumper?" he called taking it off and revealing his huge arms. "Sure thing babe" you called back and smirked as the guy's jaw dropped again.

He watched Xiumin do 30 more sets, just to be sure of course, and then interrupted. "Hey I'm so sorry, you just look so cute and tiny. I never thought you'd be able to lift that or have a girl like that" he admitted. Xiumin laughed "hey it's cool man, I mean it's not like you can control your thought rights?". "Yeah exactly!" the guy said but Xiumin shook his head "wrong. You can control your thoughts with enough will power and now I know what's going on in that head if I ever see you looking at my girlfriend again I'll show you just how not cute I am". "Hey there's no need to get testy" the guy said but Xiumin wasn't done. "Actually there is, let's say you are too weak-brained to control your thoughts that doesn't mean you say them out loud. You keep them to yourself instead of forcing all of us to listen to you. You seem to think we all want to hear you but we don't!" Xiumin said "so why don't you do everyone here a favour and find another gym huh?". The guy saw a member of staff just watching and looked at him "are you going to let me talk to him like that?". The member of staff remembered how just earlier today the man had knocked over a row of yoga blocks without picking them up, never rolled up his mat and ignored all the signs asking gymgoers to tidy up after themselves. "Yeah I am" he replied and the guy stormed out.  

You rushed over to Xiumin and hugged him. Xiumin assured you he was okay but that wasn't why you were wrapped around him.  "Okay that was hot" you whispered in Xiumin's ear and you felt his tension go from anger to something else. "It was?" he asked and you nodded "Incredibly hot, I love it when you tell assholes off. It always puts me in the mood...but you have another 30 minutes of your workout regime to do so guess I'll just have to wait" you said sighing dramatically and went to move away before Xiumin caught your hand "I think I can cut it short today". "Really?" you asked "but I know how important getting a good workout is for you". "Yeah well don't worry, I'll be getting a good workout, we both will" and you couldn't even pretend to fight it anymore.

So the two of you left hand in hand with huge smiles on your faces. Very keen to get home and start the home workout you had planned.  

Suho - How he doesn't care what people think

Suho would do anything for you and you meant anything. He did not care what the task was or how it made him look, if you wanted it, he'd do it. Once when your dog lost her toy in a fountain Suho just dove right in and retrreied it for her. He didn't care he was wearing expensive clothing or surrounded by people all watching him. You needed something and he got it. Then another time he got photographed while on a tampon run for you. You worried he'd be mad but he couldn't have cared less and when you pressed him on it he simply said "why would I care about what people other than you, my family and the guys think?" and you felt like the most special person in the world to be included in that group.

You still had no idea how far Suho was willing to go for you though until one night...

You and Suho were at a nice fancy restaurant for your 2 years anniversary and everything was going great...until you realised there had been some food on your chair before you sat down. It was brown-coloured too and had a strong resemblance to something you really didn't want on the back of your dress. Of course, you noticed right after you'd paid and were about to leave the restaurant. Neither you nor Suho had jackets because it was summer and to get to the exit you had to pass rows and rows of tables all pointed at you. You knew a few people here too and really didn't want them seeing you like this. Suho suggested shielding you with his body as you walked but you knew that would look so odd. Suho could see you were getting really stressed and came up with a solution.

"Okay here are the car keys, wait for my signal and go" he told and he hurried off before you could ask what the signal was. So you sat wondering what on earth to go when you heard an almighty crash. You, and everyone in the restaurant, turned and you gasped to see Suho covered in some spaghetti and red sauce, surrounded by a ton of broken plates and a very pink waiter. The waiter was apologising profoundly while Suho told them it was okay. You were staring in shock before Suho saw you and motioned to the door. "It's fine really!" Suho said and pretended to slip on some sauce and fall back into the trolley, spilling more food. You couldn't believe Suho would go this far for you and hurried from the restaurant. Nobody even batted an eyelid at you and you made it to the car still in shock.

10 minutes later Suho appeared wearing a t-shirt and shorts that weren't his with a white bag which you assumed contained his clothes. He got in and sighed "phew I'm ready for home!". "I'll say" you replied "what was that?". "What was what?" he asked before nodding "oh that? Well you needed a distraction and I was more than happy to give it". "But you hate breaking social conventions and embarrassing people". "Yeah but I hate you being upset more" he replied and you blinked. Suho the most polite, kind soul in the world would cause a scene in a nice restaurant just so you didn't feel bad.

You kissed him and Suho blinked "what was that for?". "For doing that for me, it was really sweet and I honestly very hot. Not a lot of guys would be willing to utterly embarrass themselves for their girl". "Well I'll always do it for you" Suho said and he leaned in to kiss you again before wincing as his arm brushed the seat. "Suho what's wrong?" you asked looking at his arm before gasping when you saw a cut.  "Your poor arm!" you cried inspecting it and Suho shook his head "it's fine..." but you weren't having it. "No it's not! We're getting you home where I can clean your arm and then we're taking a shower" you said putting the car into gear. Suho nodded happily before one thing stood out to him "you said we're taking a shower". You nodded "that kiss got cut off a bit prematurely right? Figured we could make up for it in the shower if you wanted?". Suho sat up straighter and nodded "yep! And feel free to skip any red lights you want to get home". You laughed shaking your head "slow down, what's the rush. I said you'd get a reward and you will, just sit back and relax". Suho looked at you with a smile and did as you said.

You'd never seen him tenser in your life...but you more than made up for it.

Lay - His innocent face when he's doing something bad.

Lay had a very chilled personality and a very beautiful innocent face to match...but Lay was far from innocent and he caused a lot of trouble for you with that combination.

Lay loved to tease you, especially when other people were around. His favourite trick was to rest his hand on your thigh or lower back when you were talking to someone. He'd tap his fingers against your skin or rub circles and just drive you crazy. He'd always shoot you an innocent confused look when you stared at him but you knew he knew what he was doing and that made him even hotter.

As he got more confident he started doing it around his members. You were eating with Exo one night when you noticed Lay watching you. You weren't sure why until you felt someone's foot budging yours. You soon realised it was Lays as he was sat across from you and kicked it away playfully but it just came back and started making it's way up your leg. Your eyes widened and you stared at Lay sure he wouldn't be doing something like this but he just smiled slightly and carried on eating like nothing was happening. Then when his leg got to a certain height you couldn't take it. You jumped, kicking the table and nearly gave Baekhyun a heart attack as he fumbled with his drink. "Jesus Y/n don't do that!" Baekhyun said and you gasped "I'm sorry!". "What's wrong?" D.O. asked and you shook your head "nothing my leg just fell asleep" and Baekhyun shook his head at you but Lay was softly smirking.

After that you decided to pout and not speak to him but when you all moved to the living room to watch a movie Lay actually got Sehun to swap seats so he could sit next to you. When you still didn't respond to him he hovered over your shoulder "are you mad at me?" he asked softly and you nodded "yes". "But I didn't do anything wrong" he said shaking a hand around the back of you where the boys couldn't see. "Yes you did" you sayd and elbowed his hand away. Lay sat back but wasn't done that easily. He could see how tense you were and knew you wanted him.

So he waited for the movie to start and then asked Suho for a blanket which he spread over the two of you. Lay had purposefully left his hands out so that when he touched you, his hands were cold making you jump. The guys noticed you move and Baekhyun laughed "leg fell asleep again?". "Something like that" you nodded and put your hand over Lay's to stop him from moving it. All he did instead was move closer to you, pulling you onto his knee. You tried to ignore the feeling of him pressed up behind you and focus on the movie but it was so difficult. You released Lay's arms and he wrapped them around you burying his head in your neck. "Lay!" you whispered and he looked at you "what? The movie's scary Y/n and you're my comfort person" and buried his head kissing your neck. You were torn between wanting Lay to continue and not wanting the guys to see anything.

Finally, 30 minutes later Kai paused the film for a bathroom break and you sprang up to go get a drink from the kitchen. Lay of course followed you and you ambushed him as soon as he walked through the door. You pushed him against the door and kissed him hard. You got all your pent-up tension out and let your hand wander over Lay the way he'd been doing it to you. Lay loved it and was soon panting and gripping you tightly. When you could feel him getting desperate you pulled away and he blinked his eyes open. "Want to go upstairs?" Lay asked and you smiled pretending to consider it before shaking your head "nahhh you're getting punished not rewarded. I hear the movie's 3 hours long so have fun thinking about what you did" and you strode back into the living room and purposefully took a seat sandwiched between Suho and Chen.

Two could play this game and Lay's pouty lips were your best reward.

Baekhyun - How everyone wants him...but he only wants you.

Baekhyun was hot and everyone knew it. He also wasn't shy and that meant he attracted a lot of attention from everyone within a 50-mile radius who was attracted to men. You knew Baekhyun was a flirt and didn't mind him flirting back with other idols for one important reason...he was yours.

So part of you loved to see the effect Baekhyun had on other people. Watching people stare after him and get giddy when he spoke to them made you realise how in-demand your boyfriend was. You knew it was petty but you just couldn't resist it. It also had an added layer as the two of you weren't out as a couple and couldn't be together in public. So nobody but you and Baekhyun knew what this was all about and it made you feel so special to have him as your precious secret and because Baekhyun knew you liked it he did it even more.

It was almost like a game and you watched as Baekhyun entered the party with his Exo members and noted who was watching him. A few people called out to him as he passed and he waved to them before heading to the bar. Baekhyun smiled as he passed you and you tried not to react. It took 5 minutes after Exo sat down for some people to join them at the table. The girl in question purposefully sat on Baekhyun's right and you saw her trying to get his attention. He eventually humoured her and started chatting to her. She blushed as he said something and then burst out laughing patting his arm. Some of the people were so obvious in their attraction to Baekhyun but you couldn't blame them, your boyfriend was sexy as hell.

Then the Exo boys got up to dance and Baekhyun managed to lose the girl but two more appeared on the other side of him. "Aren't you going to go out there and compete for him?" your member, who knew you were dating Baekhyun, asked. You smiled "why compete when you've already won?" but did join in the dancing a little later and caught Baekhyun staring at you, past some girls dancing in front of him. His gaze always reassured you and made you feel like the most desirable person in the world. Baekhyun just had that effect on you.

Baekhyun loved seeing the glint in your eye and the pride on your face and when he couldn't take it anymore he came over to you. "How it's going ladies?" he asked addressing all your members and they all gave him responses before his eyes fell to you "Y/n?" he asked sinking into a seat next to you. "How are you?". "I'm good" you said "I enjoyed watching you having fun. Seems like you're quite popular". "I am" Baekhyun admitted "women like me but I already have a gorgeous one I'm crazy for". "Yeah but they're all gorgeous girls too" you replied "she can't be that special". "She's the hottest, funniest, smartest woman I've ever met so yeah she's that special" he said and you smiled. "Speaking of, I miss her so I'm gonna go head home to her". You all said goodbye to Baekhyun and 10 minutes later your member passed you your coat.

The second you got outside you were swept into someone's arms and Baekhyun's lips were on yours. You kissed him back happily and when you separated kept your foreheads pressed together. "Hi" Baekhyun said and you giggled "hi". Baekhyun saw your flushed cheeks and smiled "I can't believe this works for you every time". You shrugged "I like to feel special and you make me feel special, is that so bad?". "No not at all" Baekhyun said kissing you again before pulling you towards a taxi so he could get you home. "Plus it's funny to see how far you're going to push it...sometimes I think you like to push it so I'll punish you", Baehyun smirked widely telling you, you were correct. "What on earth gave you that idea?" he asked and you laughed. "I can see right through you" you whispered "and I know you're mine". "I am" Baekhyun said with a huge smile on his face "so what are going to do with me?". His timing was perfect as always as his apartment came into view. "Why don't we go find out?" you replied.  

Chanyeol - How quickly he can change from cute to hot

Chanyeol knew pretty much everyone in the idol business and being a likeable boy, he had lots of friends. So whenever you went anywhere bubbly idol Chanyeol made an appearance but your Chanyeol was never far away.

Your car pulled up to the event and Chanyeol hesitated, searching his phone for the ticket. Chanyeol didn't need the ticket to get in, he'd get in because he was Chanyeol, but you thought it was sweet how he never assumed and still got his invite up. "You ready?" he asked turning to you when you'd found it and you nodded but Chanyeol could see you were unsure. "You look beautiful Y/n" he told you and you paused sighing. You were a stunt-woman and had gotten bruised on a stun slightly so were worried you didn't look your best. "Are you sure?" you asked "because I can always go home if people will ask about my appearance". In response Chanyeol kissed you "the only thing people will be talking about is how fucking hot you look in red and how lucky I am" he said and together you stepped out of the car. You were still blushing from Chanyeol's comment but he was now waving at fans and beaming at the staff. He had his cute face on but when he looked at you, you saw that falter slightly and he shot you a smirk and a wink before waving to the crowd once more. Only you got to see the way he looked at you and you loved that.

Once you got inside the party Chanyeol was in his element, surrounded by all his friends and colleagues. He chatted to them all and of course included you in all the conversations. Even when the conversation was about something work-related, he'd hook an arm around you or play with the texture of your dress just to let you know he was thinking about you. Chanyeol lived to make you feel special and it was so sexy.

The party passed in a blur and before you knew it you had to leave to do some quick errands. The two of you were waiting for your ride but everyone that passed said something to Chanyeol and he knew them all. You were amazed he could actually be friends with so many people but your boyfriend was just that friendly! "I can't wait to get home" Chanyeol said and you nodded "yeah I need out of this dress and into something comfy instead". Chanyeol smiled "I can help you get out of that dress" and you paused taken aback by how quickly his voice changed. He could say something like that and make you tense up with anticipation in seconds.

Before you could response a couple came over to say goodbye. They knew each other from school and the guy couldn't believe Chanyeol actually remembered him but that was Chanyeol's charm. "Have a great night, say hi to your parents for me!" Chanyeol called waving to them as they walked away before moving back in "how about we skip the dry cleaners and just go home?". You paused "but don't you need that for tomorrow?". "I do but I need you more" he replied and the whiney note in his voice made you nod "okay yeah let's go" and you tugged him towards the exit. Chanyeol laughed but didn't move "easy tiger we've got to wait for our car remember?" he asked showing you the screen of his phone with the taxi. You groaned "this is why we should always bring a car". "To be fair the driver's 2 minutes away, we wouldn't have got home much quicker". "Yes but we could've used the car!" you said "you have blackout windows" and Chanyeol froze "I never thought of that". You could practically see the plans forming in his head. "I've got an idea" he said whispering in your ear again and you were desperate to hear what he was going to say when Red Velvet appeared and Chanyeol turned into big brother mode.

He insisted on picking up Yeri tomorrow because she had no ride to av event they had and Yeri turned to you "is he always like this Y/n? So sweet and kind?". You smirked looking at him "he is but he also has a darker side" and all the girls "ohhhed" while Irene frowned "as in bad boy side?". You paused "more sexy side" and Chanyeol went bright red as all the girls laughed. As luck would have it, your taxi had just pulled up outside and so Chanyeol separated you from the girls and got you in the car. "Can't believe you told them about my sexy side" he whispered to you and you laughed "why was it a secret? All I'm saying is your company needs you to star in a kdrama yesterday!". The taxi driver asked directions and Chanyeol told him before turning back to you with his sexy mode on. "The only person I want to perform for is you" he said and you smiled "good point, you still haven't given me a show of your latest comeback song". "Sir are we heading to the dry cleaners or home?" the taxi driver and this time Chanyeol didn't turn his mode off. "Straight home" he said never taking his eyes off you "I've got the show of my life to star in".

D.O. - How he commands respect without even raising his voice

Now you were only human, so you did find it quite hot how none of the Exo members messed with your boyfriend. Even Baekhyun fled after causing any trouble and you quite enjoyed the power he held. He might not be the tallest or strongest but he was the scariest and that was so goddamn attractive!

This thought occurred to you anytime you were around the guys and on this occasion, you were on holiday together. The guys did have some filming to do first though and you were relaxing in the sun while they worked and found yourself watching them. They were debating where would be best to film and Kai suggested somewhere but the manager said they shouldn't in case they got a tan. D.O. immediately objected to the idea of dark being bad (because it's not) and argued until the shot the video in the sun. Then in between takes Baekhyun found a water gun and began squirting the other members. He wasn't even aiming at D.O. but when your boyfriend turned around Baekhyun flinched and you smiled at D.O's confused face.

You could see the guys scheming though as Baekhyun whispered to Chanyeol and Sehun and knew he was planning something but so did D.O. When the director called cut Baekhyun turned to squirt D.O. but he was ready and he simply picked Baekhyun up and dumped him kicking and squirming into the pool. It was hilarious and you laughed along with the others then D.O. also pushed Sehun in who dragged Chanyeol and it was even better! The guys were all slightly in awe as were you but D.O. just shrugged it off, giving his mic to the staff and walking over to you. "Want to go on that walk?" he asked you and you nodded "yeah let's go" and walked away feeling like a very proud girlfriend.

It wasn't even his members who reacted this way to D.O. As you walked down the street vendors called out to you but not with the typical cheesy lines. Instead, they greeted you both professionally and addressed him as sir and gentleman. You stopped off at a jewellery stand because D.O. saw you looking at it and once again the man deferred to D.O. and treated both of you with the upmost respect. You got a good deal for the bracelet you liked and a beautiful bag to put it in and you suspected it was because the man didn't dare try anything with D.O.

As you left you wandered to the beach and you curled up next to D.O. You were affectionate but this was more than usual and D.O. smiled "if I knew it would make you this happy I'd have bought you 5 bracelets" he said. You smiled shaking your head "it's not the bracelet it's you". "Me?" he asked "why what have I done" and you explained everything you'd witnessed. "You're just so strong and have such a presence, it's so hot! You don't even realise either and that makes it even hotter you're a natural-born commander". D.O. was impervious to most things but your compliments always broke him and he smiled at you happily. "Really?" he asked "you like that about me?". "A lot" you agreed staring at him and D.O. smiled "well how about we go back to the hotel and I intimidate the guys a little more and then we disappear somewhere together". You jumped to your feet and held out your hand for D.O.'s "let's go!".

It was an incredibly fun business trip/holiday.  

Kai - The way he looks at you

Now when most people think of Exo Kai's best feature probably don't think of his eyes. The go-to is probably his hips which move like butter, his chiselled abs, golden tan or his pouty lips. All things which people imagine they could get a lot of use out of but your favourite feature about your boyfriend was his eyes and they could drive you as crazy as any other body part.

Kai wasn't a rookie idol, he'd learned to perfectly shape his face into a mask no matter his inner feelings and so he had to be subtle when he teased you in public...for that he used his eyes. You could be across the room at an award show and you'd feel his gaze on you and blush. Or you'd be at a dinner with friends and he'd catch your eye across the table. He'd smile and tilt his head to the side and you'd know what he meant. His eyes conveyed it all and when they asked if anyone wanted dessert you both said no. Kai also used his eyes to make sure you were okay whenever you were at public events. It was just a slight softening of them and a small nod and you'd know what he was asking and feel so reassured by him.

So you adored Kai's eyes but he had no idea about this. One day you were with the Exo members and somehow Kai's body had come up as a topic. It was lighthearted and they were just debating which body part of his they would take if they could. You were leaning against Kai, his arm around your holding you close when they turned the topic to you. "Y/n what do you think Kai's best feature is?" they asked. You'd just gotten back in the country today so were a little sleepy and replied "his eyes" before yawning. "His ass?" Baekhyun asked and you laughed "no his eyes!". "His eyes?" Chanyeol asked confused and you nodded "yeah I think it's his most beautiful feature. They're such a beautiful colour and they're very expressive. He can tell so many stories with his eyes alone". The guys all made noises and you found yourself blushing because you'd admitted an intimate detail of your life.

At the next opportunity, Kai got you alone and asked you about it. "Do you really go weak for my eyes?" he asked and you went bright red. "You do!" he cried "how did I never notice this before? I'm totally using this". "That's why I didn't tell you! I didn't want you thinking you could just bat your pretty eyes at me and I'd do whatever you wanted" you said. Kai smiled "but you will though...or at least will do somethings when I bat my eyes at you" he said his hands snaking around your waist and finding their way under your top. "Kai!" you scolded him "your friends are all in the next room" but he just smiled "so?" and that made his eyes smile too which made you sigh. "How can you say no to them Y/n?" he asked batting his eyes at you and moving so you could see them at different angles. "You know you want me" Kai whispered and you were jus about to give in when Chen walked in. "Sorry didn't mean to interrupt I just need some water" he said and awkwardly made his way to the sink and filled a glass. That interruption though was enough to give you a breath of non-Kai air and when he turned back to you, you were ready. "Nope" you said as he reached out to you "I'm not going to be yours anytime just because your eyes are amazing. So we're going to sit in there, I'm not going to look at you and then I will punish you later for what you've done". "Yes please!" Kai said and you sighed "you're not meant to like your punishment!". "Oh but I know I will" Kai grinned and you shook your head "you're unbelievable!". "Just wait until later when you punish me" he replied and you shook your head "I'm leaving now". Kai called after you but you couldn't look back...because you knew you'd see what those beautiful eyes were doing and crumble.

Sehun - How he stand-up for you

You knew Sehun wasn't a fan of confrontation and always wanted people to get along, so when his friend Sanghoon took a disliking to you after a misunderstanding, you were unsure how he'd respond but Sehun handled it perfectly. 

Sehun tried to play nice at first, he was polite and explained the misunderstanding before encouraging the two of you to try and move past it. However, when his friend made it clear on numerous occasions he had no interest in getting to know you and rudely rebuked all your attempts to be friends, Sehun called it. He took him to one side at a party and told his friend he could either speak to you respectfully or leave. Which Sanghoon did not like.

"We've been friends for 4 years! You're going to ditch me for some girl?". "Her name's Y/n" Sehun replied sternly but calmly. "I don't give a shit what her name is!" his friend replied and Sehun took a breath, looked at you to make sure you were all right and then carried on. "Don't disrespect her or be rude to Y/n in front of me ever again. I know we've been friends for 4 years but that doesn't mean you get a pass for behaving badly. Y/n is my girlfriend but even if she wasn't she doesn't deserve to be spoken of like that and I won't bring someone into her life who treats her that way. If your behaviour changes then we can talk but until then, please get out" Sehun said gesturing to the door. "You're not even going to hear me out?" his friend asked and Sehun shook his head "not unless there's an apology for Y/n". "but I've done nothing wrong!" he cried and started ranting but Sehun held up his hand "I've said all I wanted to, please leave. Now". 

You'd never considered Sehun and intimidating person before but the way he stood tall and stared at his friend, daring him to disagree or argue was very impressive and hot. You watched as Sehun's friend backed down and left without another word. Sehun made sure you were okay and then made sure all his other guests were okay. He was an excellent host so you didn't get to thank him until later when everyone had gone. 

"Thank you" you said "for standing up to Sanghoon like that". Sehun shook his head "you don't need to thank me". "Yes I do" you smiled grabbing his hand so he couldn't turn away from you. "Some guys care more about what other guys think of them than their partners and you can never be 100% sure what is said behind your back...if you can trust a guy but with you, I now know I have no need to worry. You've got my back". "Of course!" Sehun said his hands coming to your waist so he could hold onto you "Y/n I'll always defend and support you. You're my everything and if anyone had a problem with that, well they can follow Sanghoon right out the door". 

You smiled "it was really hot too you know, how you acted all alpha and told him to leave". "It was?" Sehun asked and you nodded blushing "I've never seen that side to you but I liked it". "Hmmm" Sehun said, his glorious eyebrows creasing in thought "would you maybe like me to bring this, and I'm using your words here, alpha-likeness to the bedroom sometime?". "Yeah sometimes and by some time I mean tonight". Sehun grinned "of course" and he swiftly picked you up over his shoulder and raced up the stairs. You were squealing with laughter as he carried you like you weighed nothing but all that stopped when he laid you down with a serious look on his face. Only then did you stop to think what you'd done...you turned your already hot boyfriend into an even hotter boyfriend.

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To celebrate their comback here’s some sexy Exo! I adore Hear Me Out sooo much and wasn’t planning on posting this now but knew I had to bump it up! 

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[icequeenbae]

Shot Through the Heart (m) | BBH

Related works: Snapshot (m) [pt.1], Giving Love a Shot (m) [pt.3]

Pairing: photographer!Baekhyun x idol!Reader ft. soloidol!Kai

Photographer AU, PWP, angst(ish?), smut

Warnings: explicit content, unprotected sex, rough sex (incl. oral), angry sex(?), dirty talk, creampie

Word Count: ~4.5k

Summary: You and Baekhyun cross paths at work again. Problem is, your steamy photoshoots almost always lead to you having sex. Would the dynamic change if there’s another person in the room?

© Please do not copy/ post on other platforms without permission.

Author’s note: Hello my sweethearts!! I apologize for taking way too long to post this... Since last summer I wasn't nearly as active as before, and I wasn't sure why. But now that Baekhyunie is finally back from the military I suddenly feel slightly more energized. Maybe I'll post a bit more often from now on? 🙃 Unless my lovely @baekshoney kills me for making her beta read my crazy stories haha In any case, I hope you used your chance to refresh Snapshot in your memory, because this will be a continuation of the story of our idol!Reader and fuckb- ahem, photographer!Baek~

As always, my asks are open and I do my best to respond to all of your comments (in reblogs as well), so don't be shy to share any thoughts and impressions ❤️

Tags:  @exo-writers-net  @bbh-net  @superm-net

The makeup crew was floating around you, pampering, and pampering, and pampering. You weren’t confident that there was even the slightest chance for your skin to survive this. It wasn’t unusual – photo shoots required just as much preparation as premiere events, the close-ups being rather demanding. Still, the more powdered your face became, the heavier you sighed, imagining the skincare routine you’d need to complete afterwards.

The best you could get from your make-up artists was help with removing the layers of whatever they used so generously on your face. The rest was up to you, and, fortunately, you care enough to go through with all of the gazillion steps of the process. Cleansing your pores, soothing your skin with toners and masks, applying serums and essences, using revitalizing creams… This took you forever, and any time you decided to skip a few steps, you ended up with acne, awfully dry or blotchy skin, or even more horrendous allergic reactions.

Tonight was going to be pretty long with all of the efforts that went into your behind-the-scenes glow-up.

‘Erase that frown, your makeup will get wrinkles, honey.’

Your frown only deepened as you heard his voice.

The women carrying the inquisition tools for your poor face almost squealed as he stepped closer. Baekhyun and his stupid charms. Even the makeup artists (in their late thirties to mid forties) were on the verge of fainting out of earthly existence whenever he walked by. You could swear he gave them a semi-interested onceover and a slight smile as soon as he stepped closer.

Although you really wanted to say something dirty just to take a swing at him, you stayed collected.

‘Is Kai ready?’ You asked with a scowl. ‘I want this over with. It’s been a long day.’

The day in question was indeed long. This photoshoot began in the morning, and you kept changing outfits and settings. Today's concept was ‘honeymoon’, so you and your partner – the biggest male solo act in your company – did your best to portray a young couple having the time of their lives. And this was supposed to be the final setting. The newlyweds’ bedroom.

After the huge sensation that your pool photoshoot became, your management decided that having you do more sexy and borderline scandalous concepts wasn’t a bad idea. Easy to monetize, anyway. So here you were, waiting to get half-undressed and possibly groped by none other than your sunbae.

Kai debuted only a year before you, and was instantly famous. His dancing skill was incredibly flamboyant, so it wasn’t surprising how quick he was to capture the audiences’ hearts. He was also a well-known heartthrob in the business, although most of the stuff in the media was made up to hype him up. This was a perfect opportunity to promote both of your albums, especially riding the wave from your previous sexy shoot.

‘Did I hear you call out for me, my love?’ Your partner for the day walked into the room bearing all of the grace in the world.

The swoons renewed, and you barely managed to prevent your eyes from rolling backwards.

‘Stop calling me that already.’

‘How can I? We should stay in character to convey the newlywed passion accurately.’

‘If you keep talking like the company staff in the meetings, I’m gonna barf.’

‘That doesn’t sound sexy. Not at all.’ Kai scrunched up his nose before winking at you. ‘But, in sickness and in health, right?’

‘Alright, lovebirds. Finish up your makeup and let’s do this. The sunrise will be over soon and I want to catch you in natural lighting.’

‘Mine is done,’ Kai quipped, climbing on the bed next to you.

‘I certainly hope that mine is too.’

‘We’re almost finished, Y/N-ssi. Just making sure your skin doesn’t look oily in the pictures,’ one of the staff members provided.

You gave her a pointed look before someone seized your face and tilted your head backwards to examine it closely.

‘Looks matte enough to me. Let’s clear the room.’ Baekhyun murmured before repeating louder for the rest of the team.

‘How cute,’ Kai chuckled in your ear while the photographer busied himself with the equipment.

Sighing, you avoided his teasing gaze.

Kai was also a friend. And one of the very few people who knew that you had something going on with Baekhyun. Prior to this shoot, you had asked him to be discreet about it, especially since the whole topic of your relationship with the blond was sensitive. You didn’t want him (or the staff!) to get the wrong idea. So, your sunbae’s occasional ‘meaningful’ looks seriously made you tick.

‘Alright, let’s begin.’ Baekhyun finally closed the door and turned around, eyeing you with precision. ‘Stand in front of the bed, so that she could look up at you. A bit to the left.’

He took a couple of shots, mumbling something in affirmation. You glanced in his direction while he was checking something in his camera.

‘Look at him, not me,’ Baekhyun pressed playfully, and Kai snatched it away from him.

‘Right, look at me only, wifey!’

His fingers touched your face to get your attention, and you heard a few clicks.

The three of you were quick to fall into step, and soon enough you’d moved on to posing on the bed. Play fighting, hugging each other, almost kissing – all with strict instructions from your photographer. This was… exhibitionistic in a way.

Only half an hour into the process, Kai was already shirtless. Baekhyun also ditched the usual hoodie, and you glanced at the plain tee he was wearing underneath. It hugged his chest tightly and made you crave touching it. But you weren’t about to act on this impulse.

‘Show more skin. Ride her dress up a bit and put your palm on her hip. Yes. And keep looking at her like this.’

You nodded to Kai as he gave you a chance to refuse and held onto his shoulders while watching him proceed. The pads of his fingers were cool, so it naturally roused goosebumps all over your thigh. Blinking at the reaction of your skin, you looked away, bashful. But in that, you turned to the other man.

Baekhyun stared at Kai’s hand for a second or two longer than necessary, and then got back to finding the best spot to capture it. The click of the shutter brought you back to reality, and you realized your eyes were on him the entire time.

‘Lie down,’ the photographer commanded, voice laced with gruffness. ‘Kai, stay up on your elbow.’

The whole thing was more uncomfortable than sexy, if anyone asked you. Posing or acting that way wasn’t at all intimate. For all of the people present it was simply their job, and you were enormously thankful that there were only the three of you. Having more spectators would’ve made this so much direr.

Nevertheless, the biggest hardship on your account was your and Baekhyun’s eyes accidentally crossing paths. The way he looked at you gave you chills. His eyes were hollow, dimmed by the scenes he was conjuring up in his mind, no doubt. The shameless desire he had for you made your own pulse pick up. Damn him and his effect on you.

The tension forming between you was almost palpable, and you were getting a bit nervous.

Kai asked something in a hushed voice, and you nodded. As soon as you did, a touch to your inner thigh made you jolt.

‘Sorry. I assumed your nod meant it’s okay,’ he eyed you half-curiously and half-apologetically.

You cleared your throat.

‘Uh- yeah. I’m just- ticklish.’

Baekhyun huffed, and you kept yourself from glaring at him. Yes, you lied. You weren’t ticklish there, you were sensitive. As a person, who used every opportunity to shove his face between your thighs, he knew that very well.

‘No need to actually get under her skirt.’ He stressed, looking at Kai.

‘Jealous much?’ The model murmured back mockingly, and Baekhyun frowned.

‘Why would I be?’

‘Ask your boner.’

As soon as the words left Kai’s mouth, both you and Baekhyun looked at his crotch. It was obvious that something was stirring up, even though he wasn’t visibly tenting. Otherwise, the blond wouldn’t have reacted to the provocation so easily.

Gulping, you tore your eyes from his pants to turn to your ‘husband’ for today. He grinned charmingly at you, caressing your cheek.

‘I hope you’re getting this, Baekhyun-ah,’ he nudged, again, messing with him. ‘Wifey here is living her best moments.’

Addressing Baekhyun so very informally while he was two years older than him was a challenge.

‘As if you know what you’re doing,’ the photographer shot back, tilting his head to the side.

You furrowed your eyebrows, not quite grasping where this childish rivalry came from.

‘And you think you’d do better if you were in my place?’

Kai’s hand stroked the curve of your waist before resting on your hip again.

‘I know I’d do better,’ Baekhyun sneered coldly. ‘I do better whenever I am.’

As he said that, your vision went dark for a split second. You literally thought he was crazy. He had no idea that Kai knew about your… whatever this was between you. And being so explicit about it made you question his motives once again.

What was this even? Marking his territory? You’d been around long enough to understand that this wasn’t his ordinary behavior, and you in no way agreed to being his territory.

‘How about I touch you some more, love?’ Kai teased, leaning in provocatively.

‘How about you do not?’ Baekhyun interrupted.

As you look up at the photographer, you notice the tick in his jaw. He seemed properly frustrated at this point. You realized you’d never seen him this annoyed. He looked… hot, even. Very similar to what he looked like when he was on top of you, excruciatingly close to coming.

The thought made you gulp.

‘Why not? I say we make this concept a reality. Someone’s eager anyways,’ Kai smirked, raising a sassy eyebrow.

Baekhyun returned his gaze, chin defiant.

‘I don’t share.’

You couldn’t explain why, but hearing this curt phrase had you biting down on your lip for a second, to contain a moan from the sudden pulse through your core. This was probably nothing, just men being… well, men. But you decided to wait and see where this would lead you.

‘Alright then. Let’s give the lady of hearts the choice! Whom would you like to leave this room, peaches? I call her peaches, because, I mean, you’ve probably seen that gorgeous ass of hers…’

Kai trailed off, almost making you chuckle. He’d never actually called you that before.

But you’d accepted the fuse and lit it.

Taking a couple seconds to exchange gazes with Kai, you then slowly turned to face Baekhyun. And then you motioned towards the door with your eyes.

His lower lip twitched in a way you couldn’t miss.

‘I see. Guess we’ll be carrying on without you,’ the model singsonged.

Baekhyun’s expression hardened. You knew you were in trouble as soon as he carefully put his camera down and ran his fingers through his blond hair.

‘Get out.’

You knew you were in trouble.

‘She just said-’

‘She’ll change her mind in no time,’ Baekhyun ripped the door open. ‘Out.’

Kai fell silent at the authoritative tone the photographer now acquired. He turned to you and you nodded slightly, agreeing to submit yourself to whatever awaited. You watched him get off the bed and walk out of the room reluctantly before the door was shut and locked behind him.

Baekhyun turned around, and you were met with the darkest expression you’d ever seen on his handsome face. You felt your skin prickle with goosebumps, and your tongue instinctively ran over your lips.

Furiously aroused. That he was.

The photographer walked towards you silently before grabbing you by the hair and dragging you off the bed and onto the floor. Before you knew it, his pants were down, and his dick was deep in your throat. Not that you weren’t ready for that.

‘Fucking slut.’ His voice was low and merciless.

Baekhyun went at it, rough and fast, keeping you on your knees while fucking your face. You looked straight at him despite your eyes watering, and there was no doubt that your makeup was instantly ruined. But you didn’t really protest, letting him use your mouth to ease his frustration.

This was new. Exciting.

You whimpered, and he panted as the pleasurable vibration in your throat made his pelvis stutter. So, you did it again. On purpose, this time. Baekhyun grunted, tugging you away.

‘Enjoying yourself too much, I believe,’ he smirked at you, breaths ragged, and slapped your face with his fully hard cock.

Giving him a sharp look for going as far as to destroying the rest of your makeup, you shifted in your spot.

‘No. You don’t get to give me attitude after acting like a whore.’

He wasn’t gentle when he got you up on the bed again, on all fours. Slapped your ass in the process as well.

‘Is this where you wanted his hand to go?’ He traced your inner thigh before slipping under your panties and smearing your arousal around your entrance. ‘Dripping, aren’t you, little slut?’

He slammed two fingers inside and you yelped. You weren’t ready for such an unceremonious intrusion. Still, without giving you a second to recover, he began fingering you. Because he knew that if you didn’t lean forward, that was because it felt really damn good. His long fingers were quick and harsh, and the pace made you start sobbing in seconds.

It was divine.

But Baekhyun got impatient soon enough and flipped you over on your back. You felt his palms on your thighs as he pulled up your dress and removed your littered panties.

This wasn’t something you did often, and maybe you should’ve been offended by his ways of handling you… On the other hand, you felt so naughty that you were ready to beg him to fuck you.

Fortunately, there was no need to do so. He wasted no more than two seconds getting on top of you before beginning to pound you into the mattress. The sex was fast and angry, and you were surprised that it didn’t hurt. Or maybe you simply couldn’t feel the pain, because of how enthralled you were by this man.

The photographer’s blond hair looked messy, and you got a handful just to spite him. Smirking breathlessly, he threw one of your legs over his shoulder to stretch you out, and went even harder. It was clear that your pussy was nothing but a wet slippery mess that Baekhyun tore through like a feral animal. You whined, arching your back to get the best of his thrusts, while the pleasure in your center was building and spreading like a forest fire. The sensation was subtle in the beginning, yet progressed rapidly to intense throbbing.

His fingers rubbed your swollen lips, almost making you drool, and his hips kept up the brutal pace. The blond’s eyes stared deep into yours, and you simply couldn’t hold his gaze.

‘B-Baekhyun, I’m gonna c-’ Your breath hitched as the wave of your pleasure subsided to start building back up right away. ‘Oh-h my god-’

It usually wasn’t this intense. Once your release was there, it was there. This time… It came and went, and you were dying for him to push you over the edge.

‘Want me to leave the room now?’ Baekhyun gritted vindictively, enjoying your helplessness underneath him.

‘Please-’ Your eyes kept rolling backwards with every abrupt press of Baekhyun’s lips to the blotchy skin of your neck until you couldn’t take it anymore, muttering like a mad woman. ‘I’m coming, I’m coming, oh fuck, I’m… Baek- mph-’

His palm was swift to find your mouth and cover it, sealing your moans just in time.

Shaking violently, you didn’t even notice the moment he let your leg slide off his shoulder to press closer to your vulva with each movement. The rubbing of the sensitive skin, the wetness and squelching, the uncontrollable shaking… You hiccupped, enduring all that while he continued fucking into you until he finished as well.

Your eyes fluttered shut as soon as the last spurt of his cum filled your insides. There was no pulling out this time, and it was exactly how you needed it. You’d never had angry wild sex like this, and finishing it any other way would’ve been a disgrace.

He didn’t pull out for a minute, and you just blinked away the water in your eyes. You weren’t really crying; it was a natural reaction to the intensity of the act.

In fact, your mind was so entirely blank and smoothed out that when Baekhyun suddenly looked you in the eye, it startled you.

‘Date me.’ He repeated his long-standing offer, forcefully this time.

As you opened your mouth to refuse again, you ended up immobilized by both his weight and determined gaze.

‘Why not?’ He pressed, guessing the intended answer.

‘I don’t want to.’

‘Bullshit. Why not, Y/N?’

He slipped out, and you flinched, sitting up as well. The aftershocks of your pleasure still had you on edge, and you had to clear your throat before announcing what your thoughts on the subject were.

‘I don’t want a boyfriend who can’t keep it in his pants.’

Baekhyun clicked his tongue.

‘Interesting. I haven’t had sex once since our last shoot, what, 3 months ago? And you’re telling me I can’t keep my penis in check?’

You rolled your eyes, unappreciative of his ‘heroic’ abstinence duration. He didn’t let it slide.

‘Hey, you may think it’s nothing. But- I’ve never gone longer than a couple of weeks without it. And I haven’t masturbated this much since I first hit puberty,’ he sighed and tongued his cheek, contemplating his next words. ‘I just can’t stop thinking about you, Y/N. And I don’t want anyone else.’

Looking down, you avoided his eyes. His reputation preceded him, and you knew exactly what he was famous for in some circles.

‘Yeah, I did screw around. A lot. But it’s because I chose to. This…’ he motioned between you, ‘is different.’

You scoffed at his words.

‘Spoken like a true fuckboy.’

‘So, you’re gonna hold it against me? What am I guilty of, being young and healthy, being a man? Or never having met anyone I wanted to start something serious with?’

Pursing your lips, you allowed him to continue.

‘I cared about none of those girls, Y/N, and I never told them otherwise. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, only to satisfy my needs. You have no idea how frustrated even a few days of no sex make me. I don’t know, I just have a high sex drive, maybe.’

‘Yeah, I’ve noticed.’ You muttered.

‘I’m serious.’

‘I hear you, Baekhyun,’ you raised your arms, asking him to chill. ‘But I can’t say it doesn’t scare me away. You’re not exactly what they call boyfriend material.’

He exhaled sharply, visibly irritated by your attitude.

‘That’s not fair. I am not going to deny that since the moment I saw you for the first time, all I could think of was getting you naked and underneath me. And maybe for a second, I believed that it was going to solve everything. But it didn’t work,’ he hesitated before clarifying. ‘I never lost my interest in you.’

You scoffed again, this time in offense.

‘So, you just wanted to fuck me to get it out of your system?’

‘Fucking you wasn’t my goal, initially. I- Remember how we met?’

Of course, you remembered. It happened last year at a huge annual gala held by one of the top entertainment broadcasting companies. You ran into each other at the afterparty, conversed, had a good time and genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. At the end of the evening, he insisted on giving you his number…

All in all, it went great, and you even intended to hit him up. Until the next day, when one of your members told you to stay away from him. She said he was trouble and shared that she’d heard plenty of relays of his Casanova adventures on the grapevine. How he liked to mingle with all the pretty young models he conducted photoshoots with, and how managers didn’t let rookies out of their sight whenever they had to work with him. You remembered very well how your high hopes for him had crumbled that day.

‘Yeah, at the gala.’ You answer matter-of-factly. ‘We ran into each other.’

‘The afterparty,’ he nodded. ‘But do not think for a second that we’ve met by accident.’

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

‘I don’t follow.’

‘Y/N…’ He shifted on the bed next to you. ‘I ‘bumped’ into you on purpose. I liked you. And I liked you even more by the end of that night, which seemed mutual. But you never called.’

Swallowing, you looked away.

‘I- Heard things. About you. And I didn’t want to be another notch in your belt for people to talk about.’

‘Yet the next time we saw each other, after your group photoshoot… I didn’t come to your dressing room to fuck you, you know? I wanted to ask you out. Discreetly.’

You sneered.

‘Right. Your platonic means didn’t last, as far as I recall.’

‘You’re the one who was at the door wearing nothing but a robe! Also, you dragged me inside.’

‘I didn’t want anyone to see you! You know gossip travels fast.’ You argued.

That wasn’t a lie, you had many eyes on you at the time. Even now being caught together like this could’ve been problematic. You pulled him into your dressing room without thinking. But as soon as you were left alone… Something came over you. It was impossible to bring to mind who made the first move then, but just a few moments later you were already kissing.

That photoshoot started your little ‘tradition’ of having sex after each one.

‘I was too infatuated with you to stop. And you kicked me out so fast afterwards,’ he continued ranting. ‘I know it’s my fault that I didn’t- But it’s not fair for you to judge me. I liked you for a long time, and you always kept me at an arm’s length. You only ever allow me to get close when we fuck.’

‘That’s not- Uh- Maybe it is true. And I told you why.’

‘Come on, Y/N,’ he ruffled his blond hair up in frustration. ‘I admit that I’m no church oppa. Still, that doesn’t mean that I can’t be a good boyfriend.’

‘Up until you don’t see me for longer than a couple weeks. And that’s bound to happen sooner or later.’

He let out a frustrated huff, getting off the bed, pulling his pants up and beginning to pace the room.

‘You’re driving me crazy. Why are you pushing me away? Do you prefer it the way it is now?’

Looking away from him, you gave a soft answer.

‘No.’

‘Then what? Do you even know how many half-nude photoshoots I had in the span of these 3 months? I didn’t even care. At all. The girls seemed disappointed, but I didn’t care. Because none of them were you.’

‘Maybe you just want me because I keep saying ‘no’ to you.’ You sounded unsure, because you were.

Things were popping into your head now, stuff you’d heard on the idol radio in the past few weeks. Like your members gossiping about the main dancer of another group, who was salty about getting turned down by a photographer on a recent occasion. They discussed in great detail what she’d said, and you remembered a couple facts.

The girl was angry, because they’d had sex before and she knew he didn’t do the same person twice. Her pride was hurt since she was sure she could be the one he overlooked his principle for, and he did not. Another thing (you remembered it since your maknae became flaming red when this was brought up) was that… she couldn’t get him to go down on her even the first time. She was pissed, because, apparently, the guy didn’t like oral. Which, in your mind, was certainly proof that it was a different photographer. Baekhyun was the oral sex guy. He loved putting his mouth to good use, and he (like any man) welcomed a casual blowie, so that couldn’t have been him. Unless?

‘What’s your stance on oral sex? Giving?’

Baekhyun stopped pacing and looked at you in surprise.

‘What?’

‘Just answer the damn question.’ You huffed impatiently, letting your feet down to get off the bed as well.

The slow trickle of his seed caused you to cross your legs.

‘I love it. I could do it all day with you. Why?’

‘And with others?’ You clarified, withholding your disappointment.

‘I’ve never done it with others.’ The earnest tone of his voice stunned you.

Reading the look of disbelief on your face, he shrugged.

‘I told you. Fucking was to blow off some steam and nothing more. With you… it’s not.’

He came closer and took your face in his palms.

‘I’ve always been serious about you, Y/N. And I need you to give me the benefit of the doubt.’

‘You’re asking for a lot.’ You closed your eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours.

‘I know. But I promise I’ll do my best to- not fuck this up. It’s new to me. So- don’t get mad at me, just guide me and tell me what you need. I’m a quick study,’ he took a breath, and you realized you needed one as well. ‘If you want me to shower you with flowers or send you sugary ‘good morning’ messages, just say the word. I don’t know how to be a good boyfriend, but I want to be one for you.’

You looked him in the eye, evaluating his sincerity. And he seemed so overwhelmingly genuine that you couldn’t find it in yourself to push him away this time.

‘Okay…’

He blinked.

‘Okay?’

‘Yes. We can… try.’

Baekhyun’s eyes became wide, and he suddenly grabbed you and swirled you around.

‘Sh- no, put me back down!’ You whisper yelled at your… boyfriend?

This was crazy. Your train completely went off the rails.

‘Nicely played!’ The voice behind the door exclaimed.

You both froze, then Baekhyun put you back down, frowning.

That was without a doubt… Kai’s voice.

‘Is he… still here?’ The blond asked out loud.

‘Of course! I couldn’t chill out forever without attracting suspicion. And did you really expect me to not come back to eavesdrop? I’m going back, but Y/N’s manager might be coming up any moment now.’ The voice became more distant by the end of the sentence.

Both of you looked back at the messed up (and cum-stained) bed and the state of your own clothing and makeup.

You swore in unison.

‘Shit!’

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A/N: Done with part 2, what about part 3? 🤪 Alright, let's get a breather first. Don't be shy to drop an ask and reblog to give your author here some gratification for the nights of no sleep 😊

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[technicallymilkshakes]

Sinner

Genre(s): Angst Pairing: Kai x Reader Word Count: 500

oh you've been endless about him. imagined him breaking your heart thousands of times, but never thought it would've happened.

his hands wrap tightly around your wrists, pressing them into the mattress as he slides up your prone body. your skin erupts in goosebumps where his hair grazes you, in the wake of his breath.

"look at me," he whispers.

you laugh and close your eyes, letting your head fall to the side.

heat blooms against your sternum. your eyes flick open and down. his lips have branded you there. he licks his lips and stares down at you.

"i'm sorry."

"shut up."

"i'll make you love me again."

"i never did."

he smiles sadly.

"liar."

his fingers move in patterns along your body, mapping all your conquered spaces. you can anticipate his moves, the pressure of his fingertips, the way they dig in around your hips and splay against your rib cage. you want to scream that this isn't right. it shouldn't be.

for all the reasons you weren't supposed to love him. for pretending this was something. for the husks of promises he left behind. because he said he'd make you love him again and not that he'd love you back.

yes, once upon a time, you mistook kim kai's black hole for safe orbit.

at last, his hand comes to rest against your chest, that last remaining ocean. he bends down to press his head into his upturned palm.

"forgive me." his voice is wet and whispery. "please, don't go, please please don't go." he clutches your hands and drags them to his lips, prays over them again again again until the words are light enough to sieve through your fingers. air with no substance. but they sink into you like a weight, the reminder heavy and insistent.

it hurts. you quake, and suddenly he is holding you while you cry, through the bucking, the anger. the loneliness that goes on and on.

you feel incandescent. he's crying as if he's hurt. but who did this? who?? you've never loved anyone so much. it's all his fault, so how can you ache for him like this when you're already in such pain? how can you bear it? wanting to stay with him, to break the glass-like distance between your two bodies knowing that the loneliness will persist, will lay with you in his arms, stay there like this, suffocating you even now as you touch.

when you pull away, the gulf between you is already so vast even though you are close enough to kiss him. you see it in his eyes. that he's already registered what's happening. "please..." he says one more time.

you slip away from him, slowly pulling on your clothes. you leave him there on the bed. he watches you leave, red-eyed and immobile. it feels as if the very room is holding its breath. like night encroaching on the sun, the door closes in on him until he is just a sliver, an eye, the corner of a mouth. a possibility.

you shut the door and lock yourself in.

__________________________________ A/N: Inspired, of course, by Kai's Sinner. Thank you for reading! 🌹

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[kpopimaginings]

Reassurance - Kai (Jongin)

You're being stupid. That's what you keep telling yourself. Kai is an idol, sometimes he is going to be around female idols, he is going to do dance challenges with them or talk to them, he can't exactly snub them. You couldn't help but compare yourself to them though. You trusted Kai, you really did, but sometimes, when your mental health was bad and the insecurities kicked in, you felt like he could do better than you.

When you were next with Kai, you were so stuck in your head about everything he noticed how distant you were being.

"Jagi?" he asked you, when you made no reaction to his hand on your thigh as you sat together on the sofa.

You simply hummed in response.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," you answered, far too quickly for it to be the truth.

"Come on, something's bothering you," he said giving you a little nudge.

"I don't want to talk about it," you replied, bluntly.

"I just want to help," he continued.

"Jongin, let it go," you snapped.

"Fine," he muttered, moving away to sit on the other end of the chair to you.

"Talking about it will just upset me, so I don't want to right now, you don't have to be like that."

"You don't have to snap at your boyfriend when he's trying to help."

You let out a frustrated sigh. "Don't try and guilt trip me."

"What can't you talk to me about? Am I the problem? Because if I am that's more reason to talk to me," he continued.

"No, not exactly-"

"Yah! What do you mean not exactly?"

"See this is why I didn't want to talk about it."

Kai stood then and moved in front of you, making sure you couldn't look away from him. "What did I do?"

"Nothing."

"Then what did 'not exactly' mean?"

You hesitated then. He clearly wasn't going to drop it, so you were trying to work out how to put your feelings into words.

"Y/n?" he questioned.

"I don't like seeing you with other women," you rushed out, before realising how that sounded. "Wait- no, that didn't-"

"Because you don't trust me?"

"That's not what I meant. I just think- It's hard for me seeing you with these beautiful idols, when I'm- me."

"You think I'd cheat on you?" he questioned in an accusatory tone.

"No! It's not about you-" Your voice raised as you spoke.

"Then what is it about?"

"If you calm down and let me get my words out..."

"You didn't even want to talk to me a second ago."

"I can't talk to you when you're like this," you said, your tone dropping as you stood to head to the door.

Kai stayed stationary for a moment as pulled your shoes on. Before you had a chance to gather up your things though, he was next to you holding your bag. The two of you just stood looking at each other in silence briefly.

"What's wrong?" he asked again, his voice now much softer.

"It's not that I think you would cheat. It's that I believe you'd be better off with one of them. I look at myself and then these gorgeous women you're surrounded by in your working life and I can't compare. I don't feel like I deserve to be with you."

"Jagiya," he let out in a whisper.

You sniffed as the emotions started to hit you. "And this is why I didn't want to talk about," you managed to say as your voice broke.

Immediately, you were engulfed in your boyfriends arms as you broke down.

"I love you," he mumbled as he pressed small kisses in to your hair. "I love you, and I'll keep saying it until all those thoughts leave."

You just held onto him tighter as he spoke, giving you the reassurance you so clearly needed in the moment.

"Anytime you feel this, you tell me. Even if I'm not with you and you've seen something, some video online, and it makes you uncomfortable, call me. I will remind you that you are the one I will always choose, ok?"

All you could do was nod.

"Do you want to take your shoes off and come back in?"

You nodded again.

Kai's chest vibrated against you as he laughed. "You need to let go then."

This time you shook your head and snuggled further into him, if that was even possible. With another laugh at your cuteness, Kai squeezed you back, content just to hold you until you were ready.

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[yeolsaintlaurent]

Nocturnal Reverie ch.10 [PCY]

pairing - chanyeol x fem reader

genre - mature, smut, angst

themes - power imbalance, romance, crime, justice, class divide, politics, sex

synopsis - In the sprawling, dystopian city of Emberhaven, where power and corruption reign supreme, the lives of two unlikely individuals collide in a tale of passion, intrigue, and moral reckoning. Chanyeol, an enigmatic and wealthy scion of the city's elite, finds himself captivated by the elusive Y/N, a cunning and resourceful thief who navigates the treacherous underworld of Emberhaven. Their first encounter, sparked by a chance meeting in a luxurious club called The Velvet Lounge, sets the stage for a whirlwind romance amidst a backdrop of crime, politics, and danger.

warnings - none for this chapter

A/N - Might be the longest chapter yet. But I had so much fun writing this chapter. I wanted it to seem like you were in the room, witnessing it irl. It took a lot of brain power, but I would like to believe that this chapter basically wrote itself. As always, let me know what you thought. Is this the beginning of the end? Are all the characters finally going to converge, making the following chapters a compelling read? Read on to find out, my lovelies ~~

Chapter 10: Glimmers of recognition

The grand ballroom exuded opulence, lit by the soft glow of chandeliers resembling crystalline constellations. Gilded mirrors reflected the elegance of the elite attendees, their gowns and tailored suits creating a tapestry of wealth and influence. Fragrances of exotic perfumes wafted through the air, mingling with the rustle of silk and the hum of quiet conversations.

Live music cascaded through the ballroom, the quartet weaving classical melodies with a modern twist. The haunting strains of a cello and the ethereal notes of a piano created an atmosphere of refined indulgence, a backdrop to the intricate dance of intrigue and ambition.

Chanyeol, dressed in a sharp suit that complemented his towering figure, moved through the crowd with a calculated ease. His eyes, sharp and observant, scanned the room for any signs of the elusive figures that often lurked in the city's shadows.

As he neared the center of the grand ballroom, a sudden hush fell over the crowd. Intrigued whispers passed through the guests, and Chanyeol felt the shift in the atmosphere. Turning toward the source of the disturbance, he was met with a sight he hadn't anticipated.

There, amidst the sea of elegantly dressed attendees, stood Kai, or Jongin, as he knew him to be. Dressed in a tailored suit that accentuated his lean frame, Kai's presence commanded attention. His eyes, dark and enigmatic, scanned the room with a mixture of confidence and detachment.

Chanyeol's heart quickened. The tension in the air was palpable as their eyes locked from across the room. The unspoken history between them crackled like electricity, and the weight of unresolved questions hung in the balance.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze. The distant hum of conversation faded into the background, leaving only the echo of their shared past. Chanyeol's mind raced with conflicting emotions – duty, suspicion, and an undercurrent of a connection that refused to be severed.

Chanyeol engaged in polite banter with fellow attendees, all while keeping a watchful eye on Kai. The atmosphere buzzed with a sense of exclusivity, each conversation veiled in layers of hidden motives and social intricacies. Amid the sophisticated gala, Chanyeol approached a well-dressed acquaintance, subtly inquiring about Kai.

"Excuse me," Chanyeol said, turning to the gentleman, "Do you know who that is?" He discreetly gestured towards Kai, who held court in a small gathering.

The man glanced over, his eyes narrowing in recognition. "That's Kai. A respected dealer in vintage cars, collectibles, and regal jewelry. The crème de la crème seek him out for his expertise. A man of impeccable taste and discretion. Created a name for himself about six years ago. No one knows where he came from, but he sure did manage to have them wrapped around his finger. Always kept it as a rule to never be explicitly involved with the illegal activities his customers deal with. Maintained an untainted business ever since."

Chanyeol absorbed the information, a thoughtful expression on his face. Armed with this knowledge, he returned to the unfolding drama of the gala, where his past and present were converging in unexpected ways.

Amidst the glittering assembly, Kai moved with a quiet confidence. He effortlessly commanded attention. The crowd swarmed around him, a sea of faces swooning over the man of refined tastes. His charm was palpable as he engaged in conversations, each word a carefully chosen note in the symphony of the gala.

As Kai effortlessly mingled, Chanyeol observed from afar, his sharp gaze tracking the ebb and flow of the crowd around Kai. The social elite gravitated toward him, their conversations a harmonious blend of admiration and curiosity. Kai  navigated the sea of faces with an ease that hinted at a familiarity with the intricacies of this world.

Kai observed Chanyeol inconspicuously. He knew Chanyeol would be here, his presence a deliberate move. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension as their eyes met across the ballroom. Ever so perceptive, he locked eyes with Chanyeol, reading him like an open book.

The quartet's music became a subtle backdrop to this silent exchange, the tension escalating with each passing note. Conversations swirled around them, the elite attendees oblivious to the intricate dance of shadows playing out in their midst.

Kai, aware of Chanyeol's gaze, maintained a composed exterior, yet his eyes betrayed a watchful awareness. There was an unspoken acknowledgment between them, a recognition of the shared history that bound them, and the secrets that lingered beneath the surface.

Chanyeol continued his discrete observations. Kai's interactions were layered with intrigue, his conversations veiled in mystery. It was a game they had played before, but tonight, the stakes were higher, the dance more intricate.

As the quartet's music reached a crescendo, the tension between Chanyeol and Kai lingered in the air. The ballroom, a stage for the unfolding drama, held its breath as the two figures moved in a delicate dance of shadows. The night wore on, each passing moment a step closer to the revelation of hidden truths.

Chanyeol, torn between the allure of the gala and the need for answers, couldn't help but be drawn into the gravitational pull of Kai's orbit. The tension between them simmered beneath the surface. Feeling the weight of the past, he decided to approach the epicenter of the gala where Kai held court. He weaved through the elegant throng, his eyes never leaving Kai's figure. The air buzzed with anticipation as he neared, the orchestra now transitioning to a vibrant waltz that infused the atmosphere with renewed energy.

Kai, sensing Chanyeol's approach, turned to face him with an air of nonchalance. The exchange was subtle, a nod of acknowledgment that spoke volumes. The symphony of the waltz played on, casting a spell over the ballroom, encapsulating the drama unfolding between the two old friends.

As Chanyeol finally stood before Kai, the two locked eyes in a silent dialogue. Conversations around them blurred into a distant hum, the world narrowing down to the charged space they occupied. The unspoken tension between them demanded resolution.

"You certainly know how to make an entrance," Chanyeol quipped, a wry smile playing on his lips. The banter emerged effortlessly.

Kai replied with a smirk, "Old habits die hard, Loey. I've always enjoyed a bit of theatrics."

The atmosphere around them crackled with the intensity of their exchange, the weight of untold stories hanging in the air. The gala continued its elegant rhythm, but in their bubble, time seemed to stand still.

Chanyeol, probing yet cautious, ventured, "It's been a while, Jongin. High school feels like a lifetime ago. I hear you go by Kai now."

Kai's eyes bore into Chanyeol's, a glint of mystery behind the veneer of sophistication. "Indeed. Life takes unexpected turns, doesn't it?"

"What brings you to an event like this, Jongin" Chanyeol inquired, his voice carrying a subtle edge.

Kai flashed a sly smile. "The same thing that brings everyone – connections," he replied, his tone light and banter-filled.

"Connections? Or business?" Chanyeol pressed, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"A bit of both. You should try it sometime," Kai teased, his words hanging in the air like a veiled challenge.

Shifting gears, Chanyeol delved into more direct territory. "What's your trade these days?" he inquired, genuinely curious.

Kai, the picture of nonchalance, responded, "Vintage cars, collectibles, and regal jewelry. The finer things."

Chanyeol, having heard whispers about Kai's prowess, couldn't help but acknowledge, "Heard you're the best in the game."

Kai's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. "Rumors. But I do like to maintain a certain reputation."

"A clean reputation?" Chanyeol probed, skepticism etching his expression.

Kai leaned in slightly, his words a playful whisper. "As clean as the driven snow. Drama doesn't suit my business style."

Their exchange held a subtext, a subtle dance of veiled truths and guarded confessions. Chanyeol couldn't shake the feeling that Kai held more cards in this intricate game than he did. The mystery of Kai's disappearance and reappearance gnawed at the edges of his curiosity.

With a nod toward the crowd, Chanyeol inquired, "What brings you back into the limelight, Jongin? And with such flair, might I add."

Kai leaned in, his voice a low murmur, "You, my old friend, might find the answer in the shadows you're so adept at navigating."

Before Chanyeol could press further, a ripple of applause signaled the end of the waltz. The moment, pregnant with unspoken revelations, dissolved into the rhythm of the gala. Kai, maintaining his enigmatic aura, excused himself with a polite nod.

As Chanyeol watched Kai disappear into the glittering crowd, he couldn't shake the feeling that the shadows of their shared history concealed more than they revealed. The ballroom, now ablaze with conversations and music, held the echoes of a reunion that had only scratched the surface of the enigma that was Kai.

Kai seamlessly merged into the crowd, a figure of intrigue that drew the attention of the elite attendees. The whispers of admiration followed him like a wake as he navigated through the sea of opulence.

The socialites, adorned in their most exquisite attire, subtly jockeyed for Kai's attention. His magnetic presence, combined with an air of mystery, turned him into a coveted jewel in the ballroom's glittering crown.

A group of elegantly dressed women approached Kai, their eyes shimmering with admiration. They engaged him in animated conversation, laughter and flirtation blending into the rich tapestry of the gala. Kai, the consummate charmer, effortlessly reciprocated, his smiles holding a hint of mischief.

Chanyeol, observing from a distance, felt a twinge of nostalgia. This was the 'Jongin' he remembered, the charismatic friend who effortlessly navigated social circles. Yet, there was an undeniable transformation – an evolution from the carefree high school days to a man who now held court in the circles of power.

Kai's eyes, scanning the room, found Chanyeol's gaze. Their eyes locked momentarily, an unspoken understanding passing between them. Chanyeol wondered how much of their shared history Kai carried with him, and if he, too, felt the weight of unresolved questions.

As the night unfolded, Kai effortlessly glided from one conversation to another, leaving an indelible impression on everyone he encountered. Whispers of admiration and curiosity followed in his wake, painting him as an elusive figure draped in an aura of mystique.

The orchestra shifted its tune, signaling the commencement of another dance. Kai, ever the master of ceremonies, gracefully invited a distinguished lady to join him on the floor. The duo swirled in a choreographed dance, captivating the onlookers with their effortless elegance.

Chanyeol, leaning against a pillar, observed Kai with a mix of admiration and wariness. The dance seemed like a metaphor for their complex relationship – a series of graceful moves on the surface, concealing the intricacies of their uncharted history.

Unable to shake off the lingering tension from his encounter with Kai at the gala, he decided to step out of the opulent ballroom. The air outside was crisp, a stark contrast to the heated atmosphere within. He made his way through the grand entrance, casting a final glance over his shoulder as the rhythmic melodies faded into the night.

As he traversed the moonlit courtyard, Chanyeol couldn't shake the feeling that Kai's presence lingered, a ghostly echo in the corridors of his memory. He quickened his pace, determined to unravel the enigma that had resurfaced from his past.

The distant echo of the gala began to fade, replaced by the rhythmic hum of the urban night. Retrieving his car from the valet, Chanyeol drove through the empty streets, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The city skyline sprawled before him, a glittering tapestry of lights that mirrored the myriad thoughts racing through Chanyeol's mind.The city lights painted fleeting glimpses of clarity on his face, revealing the furrowed brow of a man grappling with the shadows of his past. The city's nocturnal pulse throbbed around him as the cab weaved through labyrinthine streets.

As he neared his home, the anticipation in the air grew palpable. Every step felt like an echo, each passing moment a prelude to the imminent confrontation with Kai. The car slowed to a halt, and Chanyeol, drawing a steadying breath, stepped into the night.

In the quietude of his home, Chanyeol's thoughts were a tempest of uncertainty. The revelation of Kai's presence had cast a web of doubt, intertwining the threads of past and present. He pondered the significance of Kai's connection to Y/N, a connection veiled in secrecy and half-truths.

The door creaked open, a portal to the unknown, and Chanyeol stepped into the dimly lit interior. A figure emerged from the shadows, stepping into the soft glow of light. It was Kai, his expression a mask that betrayed little of the tumult within. Chanyeol` was taken aback, as he wondered how in the heck did Kai manage to get in his home. He thought he was still at the gala where he last saw him. 

Chanyeol's gaze bore into Kai's, searching for answers in the depths of those familiar eyes. The silence between them held the weight of unspoken history, a narrative that begged to be unraveled. Kai, breaking the quietude, spoke with a voice that carried the weight of shared memories.

"Loey," Kai began, his words measured, "there are truths that demand reckoning, and i guess the time has come."

As the night unfolded, the conversation between the two men traversed the labyrinth of their shared history. The revelations, like shards of glass, reflected the complexities of a past intertwined with secrets, loyalties, and the presence of Y/N. Chanyeol, haunted by the ghosts of choices made and paths diverged, confronted the reality that awaited him at the crossroads of destiny.

In the tranquil expanse of Chanyeol's apartment, the air buzzed with a silent storm of unresolved history. The soft glow of muted lights cast a flickering dance on the walls, creating an ambiance that mirrored the tension between two figures locked in a confrontation.

Chanyeol, standing at a distance, started with a genuine concern that seeped into his voice, "Jongin, where the hell have you been all these years? You disappeared without a trace, not a word. We were friends, and I... I needed someone back then."

Kai, leaning against a table, his gaze steady, replied with a cryptic smile, "People change, bro. Sometimes they need to disappear to find themselves." His words, a veiled commentary on the passage of time, lingered in the air.

The genuine worry that initially etched Chanyeol's features slowly morphed into a mask of frustration. "You think you can just waltz back into my life and pretend like nothing happened? Like you didn't leave me  when I needed you the most?" His words, tinged with betrayal, hung heavy in the room.

Kai, cool as ever, countered with a quirked eyebrow, "Well, I'm here now, aren't I? Things change, people change. Get over it, man." His dismissive tone cut through the lingering emotions, leaving a bitter aftertaste.

“I had literally received word from my mother that my dad died due to a heart attack. I was so lost. I was grieving. Didn’t you think I would need you to be there for me?” Chanyeol said, his voice betraying him by cracking a bit. Kai doesn’t utter a word at this. He knew this, but he chose to stay silent.

The exchange took a sharper turn as Chanyeol, unable to suppress the growing anger, took a step forward. "How do you know Y/N?" The question, edged with a hint of aggression, demanded answers. He felt Kai didn’t give a shit about the past, so he at least wanted to get answers regarding the present. 

Kai, unfazed, leaned back with a nonchalant demeanor. "We've known each other since we were young," he answered vaguely, a deliberate choice to keep the details shrouded in mystery.

Chanyeol, frustration bubbling to the surface, fired back with a pointed remark, "People might have believed in your vanishing act, but I sure as hell didn't. You left without a word, without any explanation. Some friend you turned out to be."

Kai, a sly grin playing on his lips, chose to deflect rather than engage. "My turn," he declared, shifting the focus. "How does it feel to still be living in your father's shadows?" The question, a calculated jab at Chanyeol's past, lingered in the charged air.

Chanyeol, his temper rising, retorted with a sharp tone, "I left that life behind. I've got nothing to do with my father or his empire." The words, a declaration of independence, resonated with the weight of Chanyeol's choices.

Kai, undeterred, continued to peel back the layers. "Then why has taking it down been your life's mission for the past eight years?" His inquiry, a challenge to the sincerity of Chanyeol's motives, was met with a brooding silence.

In the midst of the verbal sparring, Chanyeol's patience wore thin, and he snapped back with a pointed question, "Have you and Y/N ever been together romantically?" The words, laced with accusation, sought to unravel any hidden connections. Why do I need to answer his questions about my past when he obviously doesn’t give a flying fuck?!?

Kai, seizing the opportunity to maintain the upper hand, chuckled and replied vaguely, "We've always been platonic friends, except for that one time we almost kissed each other way back when." His playful evasion added another layer of mystery to the already complex dynamic.

As the verbal jousting continued, Chanyeol, now fueled by frustration and confusion, pressed on with a revelation. "We confessed our love to each other not too long ago. We're together, Jongin." The admission, intended to assert his present happiness, instead intensified the brewing storm.

Kai, eyes betraying a hint of emotion, couldn't resist taking a dig. "Some gall you have to be in a relationship with her. You are obviously toying her around. I wouldn’t believe it for a second that you ..hah…actually ‘love’ her," he remarked, the words dripping with resentment.

Chanyeol, no stranger to the art of verbal combat, shot back with defiant pride, "What the hell do you mean by that shit?"

The atmosphere grew dense with unspoken grievances as Kai, choosing to remain enigmatic, delivered a cryptic warning. "If you have the slightest bit of shame and guilt for what your father has done to this city, or even the people who were under his employ for that matter, you'd stay away from Y/N."

Chanyeol, anger boiling over, demanded an explanation. "What the fuck are you on about?"

Kai, unwilling to reveal more, decided it was time to end the conversation. As he made his way toward the exit, Chanyeol's frustration reached its peak, and he shouted after him, "Who do YOU think you are, telling me what I must do or who I must love? Get the hell out of my home Jongin or Kai or whatever the fuck you call yourself now You are a fucking traitor, and have proven without a shadow of a doubt that we were never friends and now never will be!"

Kai stopped, turned around, and with a parting shot, said, "You sure about that, Loey?" The words lingered in the air as Kai exited, leaving Chanyeol seething with unanswered questions and a lingering sense of unrest.

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Chapter 44 - Lucky One

Requested: No Genre: Canon-AU Pairing: ? (at this stage undecided) x Reader or is it Baekhyun x Reader ?

Warnings: This entire chapter is smut: dirty talk, penetrative sex, fingering, blowjob, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, cumplay, pet names, biting kink, body worship, slight dumbification, pussy drunk Baek.  18+ fic, minors DNI!

Word Count: 5,718

A/N: I know, 3 updates in under a month. I’m not sure what happened either but I’m running with it. So it finally happened. After 43 chapters Baekhyun finally gets some action. There is quite honestly no plot in this chapter, it is just smut. I’m not even sorry about it.

Baekhyun’s lips crashed against yours, his arm now fully wrapped around your waist, as you dug your nails into his skin. He kissed you with such fervour that you struggled to recall why the two of you hadn’t done this sooner. You wanted him desperately. He slipped his tongue past your lips when you complied, swallowing your whimper into his mouth and stealing the breath from you. Swollen lips pressed to yours, his tongue teasing along the length of your own as you allowed yourselves to fully explore each other.

“I swear to god if someone tries to interrupt us now I’m going to murder them.” He uttered as he broke the kiss to allow both of you a moment to breathe. A moment you would have both foregone if oxygen was a necessity. You laughed beneath him in agreement. “You are so beautiful, do you know that?” He said as he smiled down at you.

“Thank you?” You replied, unsure of what else to say at that moment. He had this way of inserting such endearing and kind statements into a conversation, no matter what it was about. 

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I mean it. I, and I’m sure the others have as well, told you that you are hot, but you should also know just how beautiful you are.” He kissed you again, softer this time, savouring the feel of your lips against his. His kiss held such affection. It held feelings that you weren’t ready to address. Feelings that you didn’t fully understand yet. He made you feel safe in a way you hadn’t felt before. You couldn’t put your finger on it but there was something about the way he was holding you and the way he was kissing you that was just so intimate.

His lips started to travel down your neck as he peppered soft, sweet kisses over your exposed skin, nipping your jaw and neck as he moved. You keened into his touch, turning your head to give him more access to your neck. You felt him smile against you, felt the way his lips curled up at the corners. “Does that feel good noona?” He asked as he grazed his teeth against your throat. You whimpered softly in response. He knew if felt good. It almost felt too good, like you were going to lose your mind if he removed his mouth from your skin. “Please tell me I can mark your pretty neck.” His voice contrasted heavily to the softness he’d been treating you with. It was rough and desperate.

Words failed you. Everything felt too good and your desire was too strong. You couldn’t navigate banter right now, all you could get out was one word. Thankfully it was the word that mattered, and the need in your voice as you uttered but told him everything he needed to know. “Please.” 

He moved his arm from your waist, placing it on one side of your body to prop himself up as his mouth connected with your throat, leaving a series of love bites in his wake. His movements became more deliberate with each one as you moaned below him, your hands grabbing at any part of him you could reach. He groaned against your collarbone when your nails raked through his hair. 

His free hand played with the fabric of your sweater, pushing it up so that his hand could roam across your bare skin. “Baek, fuck” You whined when he cupped your breast through your bra. He squeezed gently as his mouth returned to sucking at your collarbone.

“Can I take this off?” He asked as his fingers resumed playing with your sweater. You managed to convey how much you would like him to remove the article of clothing with words. He had to sit up on his knees to pull the sweater over your head, his breath hitching when he sees you fall back against the mattress in your black bra. His slender fingers brushed along the swell of your breasts, causing goosebumps to spread over your skin. “So fucking pretty.” He whispered.

Your hand tugged at his shirt. You needed to feel his skin against yours. “Baek, please. Want to feel you.” He groaned as he sat up once again and all but tore his shirt from his body. You stared at him in awe. He’s been working out a lot to surprise fans at the end of the tour and his efforts were showing. You always forgot just how broad he was since he hid it under oversized clothing and hoodies. He stilled as you propped yourself up so that you could trail your free hand down his chest. “Baek, when did you get so ripped?”

“Do you like what you see?” He bit his lower lip as his eyes followed your fingers as they made their way closer and closer to the waistband of his pants.

“Mmm. Always. You always look good Baek.” Your hand stills centimeters above where he wanted you to touch. “Like this, when you’re sleepy, when you’re in a food coma from too much pizza. Always.” Baekhyun pulled you forward into another kiss, your lips parting as your tongues explored each other's mouths. He tasted like candy. Hot, sweet and increasingly desperate candy.

As the two of you kissed his hand unclasped your bra and you let him remove it from your body before he pushed you back into the mattress, breaking the kiss to lower his head to your chest. “Fucking perfect.” He smirked as he watched your face contort with pleasure as he circled your nipple with his index finger before capturing your other breast with his mouth. His tongue draws circles around the hardening bud then flicks over it at the same time as his fingers work your other breast. The contrast between the two feelings has warmth flooding your system.

He moved further down your body, his soft lips leaving a trail from your breasts down to your hip, where he bit your flesh - not so hard that it hurt, but hard enough that it left a mark. He settled between your legs and paused. You took advantage of the moment and tried to calm yourself, you didn’t want to cum the moment he touched you but with how turned on you are, you knew it wouldn’t take long.  “I’ve wanted this for so long now.” He hummed.

You watched him through lust hazed eyes. Baekhyun, Byun Baekhyun was between your legs telling you how much he wanted you. You whimpered as he slowly dragged his teeth from your thigh, higher and higher. “Ever since that night in the bathroom I’ve been dying to feel you, to taste you.” You feel his fingers trace your folds through your completely soaked panties. “So wet babe, have I had that much of an effect on you?” He teased. “We’ve barely even started yet.”

You whimper at the feeling of his fingers. They are so close to where you want them but he holds back, waiting for you to answer him. “All for you Baek, look what your words and body do to me.” You all but yelp as you feel him push your panties to the side as he pressed one finger into your pussy.  He groaned at the feel of you around his digit as he moved it in and out of you a few times.

“I think you can take more sweetheart. You’re pretty pussy is so eager for anything I’ll give it isn’t it?” His dark eyes are completely focused on the sight of his slick finger as it moves in and out of you. You moan loudly in response, making him smirk. “At a loss for words already?” You shoot him as much of an incredulous look as you can but as he teased you with his words, he inserted a second finger and circled your clit with his thumb.  He curled his fingers slightly, moving his fingers at a teasing pace. 

“I’m gonna make you fall apart on my fingers first, then on my mouth.” You moaned louder as his thumb applied more pressure to your clit, his fingers moving with more purpose, chasing their goal. “Have to show you everything that you’ve been missing out on angel.” His touch was too much and not enough all at the same time. You could feel yourself rushing towards your orgasm but every time you felt it build, his fingers would slow down to a painstaking pace as you were denied your release. You weren’t sure if he was doing it on purpose or not until you looked down at his face, a devilish smirk plastered on it as his eyes focused on his ministrations. “Gonna make you regret waiting so long for this.” 

“Don’t start what you can’t finish Baek.” Your voice was breathy with want, your mind only just able to hold on to the conversation taking place. You wanted more, no, needed more and the only way your brain could think to get him to stop teasing you was to challenge him.

His eyes flicked up to stare into yours as he licked his lips and began to move his fingers again, faster and with more pressure. “Focus on me, wanna see you fall apart. We’ve got plenty of time baby, I plan on keeping you up until the sun rises.”

You struggled to not toss your head back and close your eyes as your release slammed into you, your breathing ragged as the waves of white hot pleasure spread through your body, your vision blurring with the force of the orgasm you just had. Baekhyun’s fingers slow their speed as he helps you ride out your high. You whine as he removes them from your heat only to lick your juices off them, groaning at the taste of you. 

You slowly came back down to earth at the feel of his hands rubbing your thighs. He applied enough pressure for it to not tickle you. “That was so fucking hot noona.” Your hips bucked involuntarily as his hands rubbed higher and higher on your thighs. “Can I taste you? Think you can handle it yet?” He asked, his pupils so dark and blown out with lust as he waited for you to see if you could form words to respond to him. “I’ve wanted to taste you for so long noona.”

Your body tingled all over with oversensitivity but your need for him is overwhelming. You shivered, clenching around nothing as you nodded, eyes glassy. He kissed your thigh softly and your body jerked in response. You felt him smile against your thigh as he repeated the action before slowly dragging his teeth from your thigh up your leg, and moved over your mound, to the other thigh. The sensation made you whimper as you tried to grind your hips, but he held you down with his hands. “Please” You breathed.

Baekhyun licked his lips, his fingers hooking around the waistband of your panties as tapped your hip, his silent request for you to lift your hips so that he could remove the fabric that was standing between him and what he desired most. You complied and he removed your panties with haste, the only indicator that he was also desperate to get back to exploring your body. 

Once the barrier between him and your center was removed he positioned himself back in between your legs. He stared at the sight before him, you bared for him, ready and wanting. He lowered his head between your legs, using his hands to spread them wider. “You’re so fucking wet baby, all for me.” He murmured right before his lips met your core, his tongue flicking against your clit. The sensation made you gasp.  

You felt him smile with his face buried in your folds as he repeated the motion, deepening the pressure until he drew the first whimper from you.  Your hands dug into his hair and he hummed at the feeling of your nails against his scalp. The sound vibrates through your core, the motion pulling a deeper moan from you. You were definitely kicking past you, you should have done this with him a long time ago. The sounds he pulls from your body only seem to spur him on. As he inserted his fingers back into you he pulled your clit between his lips and sucked. You cried out, your back arched and you ground your hips against his face. It was too much, he was too much. You were drowning in him. He moved his fingers slowly, relishing in every delectable sound he drew from you. 

Baekhyun seemed to enjoy taking his time, building you up until you almost couldn’t bear it anymore before he’d increase the speed and pressure he applied. He was winding you up as tightly as he could before giving you the euphoric release you were after, touching you exactly how you needed him to. He flicked his tongue against your clit faster and you cried out in pleasure, his free hand holding you down the only thing stopping your hips from bucking uncontrollably. 

You lifted your head as you watched him get drunk on you, his brows furrowed in concentration and his eyes open and focused on you. You bit your lip as he raised a brow at you. His eyes were fucked out and you hadn’t even gotten to touch him yet. The feel of his mouth and fingers only made you crave more and more of him. You clenched around his fingers repeatedly. He flattened his tongue and licked up and down your folds before lifting his head to watch your face as his fingers continued to pump in and out of you, curling to hit that sweet spot. His face glistened with your juices, a sight that only turned you on more. “Fuck, you feel –” he rasped, unable to coherently finish his sentence. 

“Baek please, I’m so close.” you moaned. You could feel the coil inside you grow tighter with each curl of his fingers. You weren’t going to last much longer at this rate. You were too turned on, for the man who once jokingly referred to sex as a tactical meat injection. The man who was knuckle deep in you was savouring the feel of you, he was drinking in the faces you were making as a direct result of him. 

“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ve got you.” He said as he lowered his skilled mouth back to your bundle of nerves.  His forehead crinkled in concentration as he rolled his tongue against you, focused solely on your pleasure. You let your head fall back against the mattress as you gave into the sensations he was giving you. You could feel his dark, lustful eyes on you as he took in every reaction he pulled from your body. If you’d asked past you if she ever thought Baekhyun would be this excellent at cunnilingus you would have said no. You would have guessed he’d be one to rush through it in order to get to the main event but oh, how wrong you were. You’d never been happier to be wrong given how quickly your arousal was mounting under his tongue. God you wanted to fuck him.

After several minutes the combination of his fingers and tongue was too much for you. Your breathing quickened as, throwing your hands over your mouth as you all but screamed his name. He moaned against your clit as he increased the strength of the thrusts his fingers were making. Your eyes rolled back as it all became too much for you, that tight coil finally snapping, throwing you into your second, and much more intense, orgasm. Right as it hit you Baekhyun moved his mouth to bite your thigh, the hint of pain mixed with the intense pleasure almost made you black out. 

You had to pull him up by his hair in order to get his hands and mouth away from you, your oversensitive body shivering with every continued touch. He kissed his way back up your body, murmuring praises into you each time his lips met skin. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” You hummed in response, words still evading your lips. You gasped when he left another love bite on you, this time at the swell of your breasts. Your skin had to be littered with his marks but you didn’t mind one bit. He had unlocked something within you that you weren’t aware of. You’d never been big on pet names but something about the way he delivered his to you, then marked you up had only turned you on more. “You look so pretty marked up like this. You’ll think of me every time you undress for a while.” He surveyed his work with pride, and something else that you couldn’t quite place. 

His warm brown eyes met yours as concern flooded his features. “I didn’t hurt you did I? I can get a little carried away sometimes…” You shook your head, your hand cupped his face.

“No Baek, they felt really good.” You sighed. “The one on my hip hurt a little, but in a good way y’know?”

“Yeah, it’s gonna last the longest.” He smiled bashfully. “But I’m not apologising for it. Seeing you covered in my marks is such a turn on.” He traced a finger along the marks that littered your neck. “So good for me angel.” He smirked as he heard a soft whimper escape you. “Oh and don’t think I haven’t noticed how you react to my pet names for you. Wouldn’t have guessed you to like them so much actually.”

“Me either to be honest. I normally don’t enjoy them this much.” You were still so aroused, needy with lust. Your body would not be able to handle sex with him yet, but you knew exactly how to pass the time until you were ready for him. “Something about your voice and touch does something to me though.”

You let your hand slide between your bodies, grazing over his crotch, feeling him suck in a breath as your fingers passed over the hardness in his pants. His cock was hard and strained against the fabric of his sweats. You pulled his face back down to yours and kissed him, tasting yourself on his tongue as he hungrily opened himself to you. He let out a surprised noise as you hooked your legs around his waist and rolled. He broke the kiss but didn’t move away as he spoke. “Baby, if you wanted to have your way with me all you had to do was ask.” 

You laughed. This man was ridiculous. He’s just given you two mind blowing orgasms and was clearly in need of being touched yet he still found time to crack jokes. The mouth on him. You kissed him again before you began to make your way down his body, careful not to leave any marks in your wake lest they be seen by fans. A pity really. The expanse of his neck and chest was begging for a love bite or two. 

You sat up, kneeling between his legs as you ran your nails up and down his clothed thighs.”you know what,” You start. Baekhyun cocked his head at you in question. “You were right Baek.” You bounced slightly on the bed and Baekhyun looked at you, a look somewhere between confusion and arousal as you smirked. “There really is so much room for activities.” 

Baekhyun’s head fell back against the mattress as he laughed at you. “Oh my god. Why would you bring that up now?!” His hands flew to his face as he tried to muffle his laughter. “I give you two orgasms, and you kneel in between my legs and have the audacity to fucking bounce while completely naked and that’s what you have to say? I cannot believe ohhfuck'' You figured he was about to go on a long tangent of whingeing at you so you palmed him firmly over his sweats. It had the desired effect. Baekhyun’s words died in his throat, replaced by a needy whine as you kissed along the waistband of his pants while continuing to stroke him over his pants.

When his hips bucked involuntarily you removed your hands which caused him to whimper in protest. He stopped when he realised that you had moved so that you could pull his sweats down, tapping his thigh to get him to lift his hips. You crawled off the bed as you tugged his pants down. “No underwear Baek?” You commented.

“I- I don’t usually sleep in clothes. Not comfortable.” He replied as he moved up the bed so that he was propped up by pillows, able to sit up and watch you. “Come back noona, you’re too far away.” He pouted.

You crawled back up the bed, kneeling between his legs. You wrapped your hand around Baekhyun’s cock and pumped slowly as you watched his face contort in pleasure. “You’re so beautiful Baek,” You whispered. You felt him react to your words as his cock twitched in your hand. “Do you like it when I praise you?” You asked. His dark gaze and strained response told you all that you needed to know. “You like it when I tell you how perfect your cock is? How much I want to have it in my mouth? How I know how good it will feel to finally taste you?” 

Baekhyun’s hips bucked at your words, a strained cry fell from his lips. “Fuck,” It was his turn for words to fail him as you lowered your head to suck a hickey into his upper thigh. You knew no one would be seeing this part of him unless he was naked. Baekhyun quietly whimpered above you as you did so, trying his best not to thrust up into your hands. 

“Noona, I need - holy fuck.” You leant forward and licked a stripe against the vein and Baekhyun bit down on his lip as he watched you. You kissed up and down his length, teasing him. “Please. I- I don’t think I’ll make it if you tease me.” You looked up at him from your position between his legs and saw that his eyes were shut tightly as he tried to prevent himself from giving in to the bliss you are making him feel.  You decide not to tease him further, he looks like he’s only a moment away from retaliating when you slide his cock into your mouth. He moaned loudly as you slowly took his length into your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down before pulling all the way off as you stared at him. His breathing had become ragged as he watched you through hooded eyes. You stuck your tongue out and swirled it around the tip of Baekhyun’s cock before you wrapped your lips around the tip and sucked gently. Your hands pumped his length as your mouth concentrated on the head of his cock. 

You lifted your head, your hands continued to pump him slowly as you spoke. “You’re being so good for me Baek.” He moaned needily. “Let me take good care of you. You’d like that right?” 

“Yes. God, yes. Please.” He breathed.  You lowered your head again, removing your hands as you licked him from base to tip, flattening your tongue against the underside of his cock. You fluttered your tongue over his tip then took him into your mouth again. You hummed as you bobbed your head, your cheeks hollowed. Soft panting noises come from Baekhyun as he held himself back from fucking up into your mouth. You felt his fingers grip your hair as you rolled his balls in your hand. “I- fuck. I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last.” He panted.

His words spurred you on. You bobbed faster and applied more pressure. He started whining and moaning loudly. When your jaw started to ache from exertion you allowed your hand to return to pumping him as you alternated between fluttering your tongue and sucking the tip of his cock. “F-fuck,” he moaned, eyes rolling back at the feeling of your sinful mouth. When he couldn’t prevent his hips from bucking any more you stuck your tongue out, the head of his cock entering your mouth as your hands still pumped him. “Oh god, where - wh, I need to - fuck!” He couldn’t form a coherent sentence when your mouth felt so good. It was so warm and wet and inviting and he was going to lose it.

Your eyes met and you made no attempts to move away as his hips began to buck erratically. Instead you closed your eyes and stuck your tongue out further, hoping he would get the message. With a strained moan his hand took over from yours as he pumped himself even faster, high pitched moans falling from his lips as he chased his high. You dragged your nails down his thighs and he lost it. You felt the hot bursts of his cum as they landed on your face and tongue. You gripped his thighs firmly as he rode out his high. When he finally stilled you leant forward and gently sucked the tip of his cock, lapping up any cum that was left there. “Fuck baby, look at you.” He hummed. “You’re a mess, covered in my cum.” You felt his finger wipe over your cheek before he inserted it into your mouth. You wrapped your tongue around his digit, sucking his cum from it, opening your eyes as you did. 

Baekhyun sucked in a breath as he repeated the action again. He was silent as he cleaned your face, his eyes transfixed on the sight of you eagerly swallowing every drop of his seed that he gave you. “You are so fucking sexy.” He stroked your hair, thankfully none of his cum had landed in it. “Come back up here.” He beckoned.

You crawled back up, your hips settling over him as he pulled you into another kiss. This one was more intense than the others. “I want you so fucking bad noona.” He said as he came up for air. A wall of desire crashed into you when he bit your lower lip and sucked before he moved on to kiss along your jawline, stopping when he was near your ear as he whispered. “Can’t wait to make you scream my name as you cum on my cock.”

You needed to have sex with this man. Like now. Like right now. You kissed his neck, and rolled your hips, a whimper falling from your lips when you felt him hold you down against his crotch and thrust against you. He groaned when you repeated the action. “Baby you’re so wet. Can feel you coating my cock. You want me that badly?” He asked as he smirked up at you. You could probably cum again just from this but you wanted so badly to feel him pound into you.

“Need.” You corrected.

“Need? Well then we’d better fix that. If my darling noona needs me to fuck her then who am I to prolong that?” He was being smug about the whole thing now and it would have irritated you had you not been so out of it. All your mind could focus on was the feel of him as he slid through your folds, and how good it would feel when he finally entered you. “It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.” He sighed.

“Oh my god Baek, shut up and fuck me already!” Baekhyun laughed and pressed kiss a into your shoulder.

He rolled the two of you so that he was now on top. He stared down at you and licked his lips. You let your legs fall open, your hand reaching down to pump his cock a few times. His eyes closed as he sucked in a breath as he became harder. Once he was ready, you removed your hand, and Baekhyun settled himself over you, weight braced on one arm while his free hand guided his cock through your folds, hissing at the lewd sound that the motion made before he slowly pushed into you, both of you moaning at the way you stretched around him. 

He drew his hips back before slowly thrusting back in, going deeper each time. When he finally bottomed out he could barely speak. “Fuck, you feel - around my - so tight.” You whimpered and wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper as your eyes met. You needed him and he felt so good and you just needed everything he was capable of giving you. First and foremost, you needed him to move. 

Baekhyun had stilled as he waited for you to adjust to him. You were both breathing heavily, bodies warm and eyes heady with need. “Baek,” You whined as you rolled your hips into him, trying to indicate that you were ready for him to move..

“Shit,” he groaned. “How do you want it?”

“Wanna feel you, wanna feel like I can barely move afterwards.” You said.

He moved. His first thrust was deep and slow, moving with purpose as he enjoyed the feel of being inside you. The next thrust had more force behind it and you felt him. He was dragging this out, making you want to cry. It felt so good. With each thrust you felt yourself being moved up the bed, the power he had in those hips had you feeling like he planned to make good on your request.

“Put your feet on my shoulder,” he panted as he slammed into you. You cried out as you moved your legs, the new angle making you feel him even deeper as he continued to thrust into you. “You take me so well noona, FUCK” he moaned loudly as you clenched around him. 

A pressure was building inside of you. White hot pleasure mixed with desperate need. Baekhyun moved one of your legs so that both of them were resting on the same shoulder. He ground his hips into you before drawing back and slamming into you, deep and hard. Your hands fisted the sheets as you moaned wantonly. It felt too good.

“Shit, how do you feel so tight. Your pussy doesn’t wanna let go of my cock.” He groaned. 

“Faster Baek.” You cried. “Please.” 

“I wanna hear you say it.”

“Say what?”

“Say noona wants Baek to fuck her faster, noona needs Baek’s cock,” He slowed his thrusts and you whined as you felt that pressure within you begin to recede. “Beg for it, tell me how badly you need it, how badly you want it. All.” He thrusted once, “Night.” twice, “Long.” and a third time, as hard as he could as you screamed his name.

“Noona needs-” you panted. “Noona needs you to fuck her faster Baek, please, fuck. Noona needs your cock, needs you to fuck her until she forgets her own name.” He smiled down at you, a dark and excited smile. “Noona needs you to fuck her until the sun comes up.” 

He picked up the pace, moving faster but never losing the power in his thrusts. Your head fell back as he fucked you, his grunts and moans increasing in volume. His hair stuck to his forehead from the exertion, his eyes alternating their focus from your face to watching his cock disappear into your pussy. He leant forward, effectively folding you in half as he sped up, his thrusts becoming more erratic. “Oh fuck, please tell me you’re close baby.” 

You nodded, words escaping you. You were being fucked too thoroughly to be able to speak. You felt tingles spread through your body as the pressure within neared its peak. He pressed a hand at the base of your throat, and when you nodded again he applied pressure. You cried out in gasping moans as your release hit you hard. You struggled to keep your eyes open as you watched him. You wanted to see him reach his peak too but it was too much. Your head tilted back and intense pleasure washed through every bit of your body.

You only had to wait a few more moments before his body went taut. His breath caught in his throat as his face contorted in bliss. He thrust as deep as he possibly could and cried out between hard, shaky gasps before releasing your legs and collapsing on top of you. 

You smiled and wrapped your arms around him as he attempted to return to his body. He murmured the cutest little sounds of contentment as he came down from his high. You kissed his temple and ran your hands through his hair, feeling him sigh against you. “That was,”

“Shhh, no talky. I’m gonna need a minute or twenty after that.” He mumbled against you.

You laughed at how cute he could be after he basically just fucked you into next week. He whined above you. “Oh god, please don’t laugh. Too sensitive!” Which only made you laugh more. He couldn’t handle it so he pulled out, both of you sighing as he did, and fell onto the mattress next to you, lying on his side. 

He traced his fingers along your inner thigh, collecting some of the cum that had spilled out of you and pushed it back inside of you. Your eyes widened as he did it again, oversensitivity causing you to shiver at his touch. His gaze was transfixed on his fingers as they collected his cum, pausing before pushing it back into you for a third time, instead bringing his cum covered fingers up to your mouth. You took his fingers into your mouth, licking his fingers clean. His eyes were dark when he pulled his fingers from your mouth as he leaned forward to kiss you. “Fuck. That was goddamn hot.” He whispered against your lips. “Gonna cum on your tits next.” His tongue worked against yours as he tasted himself on you.

A/N: There may or may not be a continuation of his reward in the next chapter. He hasn’t gotten everything he requested yet ;)

Masterpost | Chapter 43 | Chapter 45

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[dreamylittlesugarcube]

Up in Smoke (The Sweet Version)

Genre: EXO

Characters: Kai x Female Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: Your boyfriend tries to cook you an anniversary dinner–which goes very wrong…or very right? 

A/N: Happy Secret Santa reveal to my giftee @merinaart as part of the @exols-silver-christmas! I hope that you like my gift! I was very inspired by your love for Kai (and your adorable guinea pig!). I’ve enjoyed getting to chat with you over the last couple months! I decided at the last minute to make a “sweet” version of the story and and then separate “spicy” version later on because there were too many ways this story could have gone! So here’s the “sweet” version for you from 🍭-anon!

~*~

“Babe, why do I smell smoke?” 

The acrid smell of burning told you what your eyes couldn’t: your boyfriend was in the kitchen again. When he’d insisted on the blindfold, you’d felt butterflies in your stomach, giddy at the thought of what might be coming. Dinner in Itaewon? Wine tasting? A romantic walk by the Han River? The possibilities were endless and after two years together, your thoughtful boyfriend never failed to sweep you off your feet. For your first anniversary together, he’d hired a private chef to cook you a delicious five-course dinner, then you’d dreamily walked through the snow together hand-in-hand, sharing sips of hot chocolate.

 It had been the perfect day. 

This time around, Jongin had been incredibly secretive about what he was planning. But you knew something was up when you’d caught him sneaking around the apartment after he thought you’d gone to bed, or coming home with mysterious bags that he ferreted away somewhere. You were more than curious to know what the night might bring.

Despite your lack of vision, the clang of pots and pans and rhythmic slice of a kitchen knife told you Jongin had something different in mind this year. And you weren’t sure how to feel. Honestly, the man was a menace when it came to the culinary arts. You snorted, recalling the incident two months prior when he’d scorched the bottom of your wok so bad you’d had to throw it out. Fortunately, the recent installation of a fire extinguisher at least meant he couldn’t realistically burn the apartment down. 

When your inquiry went unanswered, you tried again. 

“At what point will I need to stop, drop, and roll?”, you said, giggling as the sound of chopping ceased.

Jongin’s footsteps drew closer, until you felt his knees bump against yours. “Ha, ha, very funny, jagi, he chastised playfully. “Kyungsoo taught me how to make this one, so it won’t be like last time, I promise. And I only burned the first one,” he added hastily.

He leaned in and gave you a quick peck on the lips before skirting away, skillfully avoiding your coy attempts to entice him back down for more. Sliding his hand down to rest on your lower back, he led you into what you assumed to be the dining room. A chair squeaked against the floor as Jogin pulled it out and instructed you to sit. 

You could feel Jongin’s warmth seeping into you from behind and you jumped when his lips grazed your ear.

“I wanted today to be special for you, for us,  _____–”

Your heart sped up at the sound of his voice. It was hard not to get distracted when he was so close to you, the feel of his arms around you never failed to make you melt. 

“Voila!” Jongin exclaimed,  theatrically pulling the blindfold from your eyes. 

On reflex, you squeezed your eyes shut to block out the dim light from the chandelier. After a few seconds, you hesitantly cracked an eye open, and you saw it. 

Square with rows of tiny indentations and little flecks of dark green and orange, you weren’t sure what to make of the charred–ahem–crispy item perched alone on the large, white plate. You cleared your throat, cognizant of the way Jongin was looking at you looking at his creation. Eyes gleaming with pride. Expectantly waiting for your praise. 

You chose your words carefully, trying to make sense of what you were seeing, while not shattering your gentle boyfriend’s heart.

“Jongin, baby…what’s–uh–on the menu, tonight?” 

He laughed, as though it was obvious. “It’s a fried rice waffle, silly!”

You looked between the hockey puck on your plate and your sweet boyfriend’s face, grateful for once that you’d taken that god-awful acting class in college. 

“It looks…”, you struggled to find the right word, “...interesting…”

Jongin’s head bobbed enthusiastically. “Are you gonna take a bite?”

You nodded with what you hoped was realistic enthusiasm.

God, you sucked at acting. You failed that acting class, don’t you remember? 

It was worse than you imagined. 

Way worse. 

You broke off a piece, chewing gingerly, all while Jongin intently watched your face, waiting for your reaction. All at once, your tongue was hit with a spectrum of flavors and textures–bitter, crunchy, hard, soft, and the overwhelming taste of spring onion. Just…bleh…

“So?” he asked, leaning forward, eyes wide in anticipation. 

The glob of “waffle” stuck in your throat at his question, and you swallowed hard to push it down,

“It’s..um..very crunchy…and…um…onion-y?” 

Jongin’s face fell. 

“It’s awful,” he moaned, covering his face with his hands. He sat down in the chair next to you with his shoulders slumped, the very picture of dejection. “I never should’ve taken cooking advice from Chanyeol and Sehun,” he muttered, almost to himself. 

You froze. “I thought you said Kyungsoo taught you this recipe.” 

Jongin looked up from his hands and worried his lower lip.

“He did…but then Sehun showed me a TikTok and Chanyeol had a waffle iron…and I just…messed up. Why can’t I cook like Kyungsoo?” he moaned. 

He looked so sad, your baby. And he had tried so hard for you tonight. You stood from your chair and folded him into your arms, resting your chin on his head. 

“Jongin,” you started, “you and I both know that would be asking a lot of the universe. Be the most handsome and skilled dancer in all of K-Pop and be a good cook? You’d be just too amazing to be real.”

Jongin chuckled beneath you, reaching up to stroke your cheek.

“Besides,” you continued, “Kyungsoo has his strengths and you have yours. Affectionate. Kind. Generous. Smooth on the dance floor. So handsome,” you listed, punctuating each compliment with a peck on the lips. 

Your boyfriend hummed in the back of his throat, a slow smile spreading on his face.

“Actually, ____, there is one more thing I have planned for tonight,” he said with a mysterious smile.  

He led you to the couch in the living room and gently pressed on your shoulders for you to sit. Telling you to wait, he flipped the lightswitch, plunging the room in darkness. Suddenly, the room was dimly illuminated by a string of clear fairy lights, the soft tones of “Peaches” drifting through the surround-sound speakers. 

“Pretty girl, you’re like peaches…it’s a soft embrace…a sweetness that spreads in my mouth…feels good to be the bad guy…”

Jongin leapt into action, his body like water, flowing through the movements like he was born to do. His eyes held yours as he flew and you knew every word of this song was meant for you. Without warning, Jongin sprung forward, pulling you up from the couch and into his arms. As the last notes faded away, you simply swayed together, enjoying each other’s nearness. 

Jongin squeezed you close and whispered words of love in your ear. You held his face between your hands and counted your blessings that this wonderful man had found his way into your life. 

You stretched on your toes to give him a kiss, only to be rudely interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. 

“Were you expecting anyone, babe?” you asked, glancing quizzically at the door.  

Jongin shook his head, just as perplexed.

You waited as he walked to the entrance and you could hear the muffled sound of a voice on the other side. The door closed and Jongin came back with a takeout container. Inside you found a feast of your and Jongin’s favorite foods–fried chicken, roasted duck, bibimbap, and tteokbokki–along with an expensive bottle of wine.  

“Did you order this?” you asked.

He shook his head, shrugging his shoulders  “No, but the delivery said it’s bought and paid for, so…” 

Across the room, Jongin’s phone lit up with a text:

“Jongin-ah, just a tip: never take cooking advice from amateurs like us. Enjoy your meal 😜.

~Chanyeol and Sehun” 

“Wow, just wow,” Jongin explained sarcastically. “Can’t trust anyone these days.”

“Except me,” you added, batting your eyelashes playfully. 

“Except you,” he agreed. “Well…shall we?” he said, motioning towards the food. 

You nodded. “Might as well,” you said with a smile. 

“Happy anniversary, jagi.” 

#exolss22 #exo kai #kai exo #kai fic #jongin fic #kai fanfic #jongin fanfic #jongin x reader #kai x reader #exo x reader #exo x you

[wolveswithblackpearls]

Puppy Love <3

characters: Park Chanyeol, Kim Jongin, reader

word count: ~2000

warnings: brief mention of abandoned pets but they are safe and sound in the fic itself no worries, it's all the fluffiest fluff ^~^

a/n: Happy Holidays @galaxybambamm - whichever you celebrate - 'tis me, your secret santa (Admin S, @starchild--27) ^-^ ❄️✨

I hope you are well and that you have a good time for the last couple of days of the year (and hopefully also with the little scenario i came up with :D)

this is my gift for this year's EXO-L Secret Santa event, which was wonderfully hosted by @exols-silver-christmas. Thank you so much for your dedication and hard work, once again I had a really good time participating and I hope we'll see each other again for round 4 next year ♡

Happy holidays to everyone who reads this, I hope December treats you kindly and that the new year starts all smoothly 💕✨

~

If someone asked you what your favorite thing during the Christmas holidays was, you never had to think long and hard about it. Sure, spending time with your loved-ones, not having your boss breathing down your neck everyday and the magic of the snowy scenery were all aspects you greatly appreciated but there was one thing you loved most: having time for volunteering at the local animal shelter.

When you were still in school, helping out with going on walks, grocery runs or simply enjoying playtime with the cute pets were your most-beloved hobbies, but after graduation, life just got too busy, so you could only visit maybe once or twice a month. Like that, the days around Christmas and before New Year's have been reserved for the shelter ever since. 

You could hear the yipping, whining and high-pitched barking of the puppies from outside already as you approached the main entrance of the old building that housed the shelter, and the mere sound made your heart skip two or three beats. You couldn’t wait for the tiny creatures to finally nag on the seam of your pants, eager to play around with you or to receive affectionate caresses.

With your lips stretching into a content smile you gave the entrance door a firm tug so you could slip from the chilling cold of winter into the welcoming warmth of the hallway. Quickly you shed your jacket with its last reminders of the snow outside, hanging it on the rack that was already carrying three more jackets. You wanted it to dry at least a little before you would put it on again. 

You let your eyes wander through the hall. Most of the doors were closed, like the ones which hid nursing and play rooms for puppies, kitties and occasionally bunnies, as well as a small medical station for emergencies and minor injuries that didn’t require a vet right away. Only the doors that led to the office and storage rooms had been left open, probably in a hurry. The last time you’d visited the shelter, everyone was going crazy over a cat that went missing on the day it was supposed to be adopted - turned out someone had forgotten to close the doors for a short moment, one long enough for the cat to follow its curiosity over the threshold of the playroom only to be found asleep on a pile of documents in the rather messy office.

The sound of voices and the shuffle of steps from behind one of the closed doors shifted your attention away from your memories and towards the door which led to the great playroom where both puppies and kitties were running free to explore once they were old enough to do so safely. You didn’t quite understand how it was possible for you to smile even wider but the familiar sounds of a frustrated, very human whine and an infectious laugh somehow managed to have exactly that effect on you.

With fast steps you approached the door, pushing it open carefully so none of the animals could weasel its way out while you were entering. The scene that presented itself in front of you was equally familiar to you as everything else in the shelter: there was Chanyeol, a little ball of white-brown fur curled up in his lap, as he desperately tried and tragically failed to hide dog treats from a certain energetic, black toy poodle. And there was Jongin, who sat next to his friend, laughing at his misery while running gentle fingers through the light fur of two more puppies that had curled up on the younger’s legs. 

“Hey there, guys!” you greeted them happily, “And hello to you little ones too.” You crouched down to pet the small army of kittens that had assembled at your feet. A lot of them were still quite young, too young for being adopted and too young for you to know them from previous visits. 

“Hey there yourself- Okay, okay. Here, Toben. Take the treats, it’s pointless to train you when you refuse to listen” Chanyeol pouted at the poodle and resignedly let the dog have its way, sort of forgetting to finish greeting you but you didn’t mind at all - the two of you had been friends for a couple of years now after all, always trying to visit the shelter together since you’d discovered your mutual love for animals. You were used to Chanyeol’s antics, the way he’s been trying to get into Toben’s good graces since his family had adopted the dog a few years ago from the very shelter both of you were volunteering in your free time. Soon enough, Jongin had joined your trio with endless adoration for puppies and a natural knack for dealing with dogs of any age or breed. Jongin, who interrupted fondling the baby dogs in his lap to wave at you with a happy smile before he turned to Chanyeol with the words “You know, maybe he would listen better if you didn’t always reward his lack of obedience.” 

But his friend didn’t seem to want to see reason, only huffing loudly through his nose, expressing his frustration as he handed Jongin the box with treats, challenging him to try to get the playful poodle to listen. Of course, Toben lost interest in Chanyeol the moment he had handed the treats over, now jumping and running around Jongin, who held up a treat out of the small dog’s reach and said with a stern tone “Sit!”

Toben stopped in his wild racing and sat down immediately, wagging his tail in eager anticipation. 

“I hate this dog,” Chanyeol said dryly with no bite or seriousness in his voice, and tended to the napping fluffball in his lap instead.

Giggling at the scene that had just played out, you made your way to the center of the room where your two friends were sitting and joined them on the ground, only to instantly be jumped by Toben who was hoping to get himself yet another treat if he behaved cutely (or rudely) enough. Instead, you pulled out a squeaky toy you had grabbed from a box in the hallway and carefully tossed it a little further away from your group - you didn’t want to hit one of the babies but also thought Toben could entertain himself for a little while so you had the chance to catch up with Chanyeol and Jongin and the little puppies in their laps, that you hadn’t seen around before.

“And who might these little guys be?” you cooed as you watched one of the puppies on Jongin’s leg wake up from its slumber, yawning and stretching out its little paws in the sweetest of ways. 

“They came here, I think, two or three weeks ago. Three new puppies and their mom. Junmyeon said, someone found them abandoned at a rest area near the highway and brought them over. But they are recovering very well so far” Jongin explained calmly as he re-adjusted the now awake puppy, wanting to prevent it from falling off his leg. 

Maybe you should be more used to such stories - you’ve been working with rescue cases for a long time now after all - but hearing about abandoned pets, especially puppies and especially during the colder seasons, always had your stomach dropping, your heart breaking a little every time. You had never understood how people could just drop off their pets out in the cold if they didn’t want or couldn’t afford taking care of them anymore, why they couldn’t just bring them to a shelter - that’s where the animals would end up anyway. But there was no use in getting all too angry over that, you thought to yourself as you watched the ball of light brown fur slide down Jongin’s leg after all and waddle towards you in healthy curiosity. You were here to help caring for the innocent creatures now, supporting a place that was dedicated to find them a new home - that thought never failed to bring you comfort.

“I know, it’s sad but look at the bright side,” Jongin nudged you in the side, lifting your gaze from the puppy sniffing at your shoelaces, “Chanyeol is totally in love with the little one in his lap already.”

“Yeah, there is no way I am not adopting her myself,” Chanyeol chimed in upon hearing his name. “Time for a dog that actually loves me.” And as if he had understood exactly what Chanyeol had said, Toben suddenly let out an upset bark and started running laps around his owner, who couldn’t help the dumb-founded expression on his face. Jongin and you exchanged meaningful looks at the irony of the situation. Sometimes it was very hard to believe that it was actually impossible for Toben’s behavior to be as calculated as it seemed. 

The poodle’s shrill barking had woken up the two other puppies though, so the three of you decided that it was time to take out the little one’s for an outdoor playing session. Junmyeon, who managed the shelter over the holidays and was probably bored out of his mind sorting documents in the office, had already prepared three tiny harnesses for them, complete with soft cotton applications that would provide some protection from the cold for the little rascals. You picked up the puppy that had played with your shoes before, another little girl as Chanyeol informed you, to get her ready for the outing. 

“This little princess here,” Chanyeol scratched the puppy in his arm behind her ears, “is Zzar. You know, short for Mozart.” She snuggled even closer to him. It was so adorable you almost let out a puppy-like whining sound yourself. She really seemed to be especially fond of Chanyeol, the total opposite of Toben, who never missed an opportunity to tease your friend.

“The one you are handling right now doesn’t have an official name yet, but I've named her Brahms in my head,” Chanyeol explained as he watched you fastening the straps of the little harness, before he handed you one of the leashes. 

“Of course you did,” you laughed. It would have been more surprising if he didn’t continue with naming pets after composers.

“The third one is Debussy” Chanyeol finished off his naming process, sending a cheeky grin towards Jongin.

“Don’t worry, I won’t ever call you that,” Jongin only half-whispered into his puppy’s ears, obviously with the intention of teasing Chanyeol who threw a fake punch in return - you couldn’t help chuckling at the typical habits and antics they displayed.

Something mischievous was flashing in Jongin’s eyes but before the situation could escalate into friendly but nonetheless petty bickering you loudly cleared your throat and gestured towards the scurrying puppies with a nod of your head.

“I think these babies can’t wait for their outdoor adventure time anymore,” you decided with feigned seriousness as all three puppies were leashed and more than ready to go, so the three of you grabbed your jackets and stepped into the cold air.

Everything felt so comfortably familiar as the three of you ventured outside, along the path that led to a small playground for dogs not far from the shelter. So it didn’t surprise you when Jongin dropped the box with the dog treats, the snacks scattering all over the ground. Or how Chanyeol told you with big eyes that he couldn’t tell you now what Christmas gifts he bought for his dogs because “it’s supposed to be a surprise - I can’t tell you right in front of them”. Or the way all three of you broke into a laughing fit when one of the puppies got a little too over-excited in its playfulness and stumbled over its tiny legs. 

That was how you knew, no matter how long you hadn’t seen each other, there were always things that would never ever change. ♡

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[hotdamnhunnam]

On Your Knees (fic teaser)

UPDATE: This fic is now posted!

A/N: Hello my dears! It’s been a minute since I’ve posted on here. I still intend to be inactive for the most part, BUT of course Kai has stolen and broken my heart, and this “on your knees” gif struck at my inner slut 💘 So here we are! This is a teaser for a fic that will have lots of smut, while also giving Kai some backstory that I feel he deserves and I wanted to share what I’ve got so far!

“On your knees.”

It’s been forever and a day, since you last laid your eyes on Kai. Since then you’ve searched for him across the whole entire fucking sky. Whatever words you had expected him to say… you never would have dreamt of these.

On your knees.

The blood in your veins is on fire; it burns as the blue of his gaze starts to freeze. The blaze rises higher, so desperate to melt down this fortress of ice that you hadn’t believed you would find. Paid the rumors no mind—he’s a bounty hunter or a gun for hire, who would sell his soul to any well-paying buyer, or so everybody agrees—yet you’ve come here to seek out the true heart of gold that you know lies behind. But all gold can be sold and it seems that he’s taken his fees.

And now he’s set on taking whatever he damn well may please.

Your voice escapes your throat pathetically. “Kai, it’s me…”

Cocks his head. Lifts his brow. Silent laughter at what you just said. Obviously. But who you are doesn’t mean shit to him now. “Aye, I see.”

You might just choke. The heart that never once stopped beating for this godforsaken rogue just fucking broke.

He snickers down as if the beating of your heart is just a joke. The curl of those cruel lips holds even more force than his words. And that’s what brings you to your knees and makes you weak, so weak it hurts, as he comes close and rests his palm against your cheek, piercing your soul straight to the core with just one stroke.

Straight to the core. Summon what strength you have to speak, unsure whether the vows that you once made have any value anymore. “I’ve come back to you just as I swore…”

“Of course,” he utters as those ice-blue eyes seek out and strike the deepest truth in yours. “You’ve come to me just as you were before: still nothing but a worthless fucking whore.”

--- End teaser ---

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[kimbappykidding]

What Exo do when they've got a crush on you

Xiumin - Shows off

Xiumin was naturally very sweet and kind and that's how he was most of the time. However, the second you appeared he got competitive and wanted you to be his. So that went out of the window and a new Xiumin was born.

Sehun was throwing a leaving party for Kai's enlistment as a thinly veiled hint he wanted the same when he left. Xiumin's eyes were on you as soon as you entered and he knew you'd probably head into the kitchen at some point for a drink so this was his time. He took off his jumper leaving him in his small tightly fitted tank top and started carrying crates of alcohol in from the garage. On the 5th one you entered and Xiumin pretended not to see you until he was right in front of you "hey Y/n, you look nice". You smiled "thanks so do you...do you need any help? That looks heavy". "Not for me" he smiled and saw you look down at his bicep. Xiumin put the crate down and made a show of stretching in his skin-tight top "so how're things?".  

You talked for a while and Xiumin got you a drink, effortlessly popping the cork and acted like it was nothing even though he noticed the impressed look on your face. He then took you around the room impressing you whenever he cound. He climbed up the DJ booth to tell him your request and effortlessly jumped back down before asking you to dance with him when your song played.

Xiumin knew your favourite song so he'd already thought about how he'd dance to it. He acted as if he hadn't choreographed a dance he knew looked good on him and went with the music. "Wow you're such a good freestyler" you commented and Xiumin smiled "true but every dancer needs a partner, care to be mine tonight?" he asked holding his hands out to you. You blushed but nodded and Xiumin placed your hands around his neck "good" he told you.

Safe to say his plan was a huge hit.

Suho - Does stuff and then instantly regrets it

Suho is what we call a spontaneous romantic. He would do things that in the moment seem like a good idea and then cringe at what he'd just done. Suho figured the best way to win you over was to be nice to you so he tried to show you his support but it always went wrong.

At an award show, he was being interviewed along with Exo when he misheard the presenter. He thought she asked him to sing his new favourite song so he sang the solo song you'd recently released and got odd looks. The presenter had actually asked him what his favourite food was so Suho looked a little odd. Another time he'd accidentally kidnapped a dog for you. There was a doggy daycare at your company building and Suho knew your dog. So one day when he saw you leaving but spotted your dog still in daycare he panicked. He flew into the daycare, explained/yelled to the staff what he was doing and ran out after you. Turns out it wasn't actually your dog at all and he's stolen someone else's.

These had both happened within the same week and Suho didn't think he could cope with any more mishaps, but fate was not on his side because you were MCing at an award show that night.  Before the start, Suho promised himself he wouldn't do anything embarrassing. He broke that 20 seconds in.

You walked out on stage and started addressing the crowd. You were talking quite quietly and Suho hoped you were okay when to his horror he realised you greeted the room and none of the idols replied. A silence stretched out and Suho couldn't get why nobody was reacting. Never wanting to see you upset he stood up and loudly cheered. You paused and Suho spotted some people looking at him but you carried on asking if they were ready for a good night. "Yeah! Go Persephone!" he screamed your group name and several more idols looked at him before Chanyeol yanked him down. "What are you doing she's just doing a mic check. We're not live!". Suho realised with horror Chanyeol was right and he'd been screaming like an idiot.  He was mortified.

At the afterparty Suho wanted the ground to open up and swallow him. All through the award show he'd been staring at the floor replaying how bad it had been. He was only at this party to show his face, he figured 20 minutes and he could flee then you entered. Suho tried to hide. He could only imagine what you thought of him and was going to leave right now when you made a beeline for him. "Hey, how are you?" you asked and Suho smiled pretending he wasn't dying inside. "I'm good, you were amazing tonight". You blushed "thank you...I really appreciated your support. It was really sweet". Now Suho blushed "I'm so sorry I never realised you weren't live". "No don't apologise, you didn't do anything wrong. It was funny and nice. I like people who do what they think is right and aren't afraid to go against the norm. It's really impressive". "Impressive?" Suho asked and you nodded "you do it a lot and it's really attractive when men don't take themselves too seriously". Suho blanked as you called him attractive and you smiled "want to get a drink with me". Suho nodded "yes very much but let me buy it". "How about you get the first round and I get the second?" you offered and Suho nodded.

Any thoughts of leaving were now long gone.

Lay - The sweetest

Lay was kind to everyone but the guys could tell he was interested in you because he went overboard. You worked in the same building and Lay would go out of his way to make your day. He'd buy an extra coffee on his way in for you. He wouldn't let you carry anything bigger than your phone up the stairs without insisting he took it for you. He even cleaned his car weekly because you carpooled and commented on his nice his car smelt. It was cute but the guys didn't think you'd realised Lay was in love with by how clean his car mats were. So they encouraged him to flirt with you a little more. Lay wasn't sure but they told him this would work and so he decided to give it a go.

Lay saw you at an award show and hung back from the guys to come over to you. He could only spare a few seconds because they were going to perform but he managed to appear next to you. "Hey" he said and you smiled "Hi Lay" How are you?". "I'm good, I have to go perform but I wanted to let you know, you look really pretty tonight". You paused blushing "I do?" and Lay nodded "then again I think you always do. See you later Y/n" and he rushed away.

Later on after the show Lay saw you waiting at a bar and appeared next to you. He asked you how your night was and you chatted before Lay insisted on paying. "I want to treat you" he replied when you asked why and you blushed again. "Are you sure?" you asked and Lay nodded "I like seeing you smile" and he passed you your drink. You thanked him and rushed away a little flustered.

You kept noticing Lay watching you and his behaviour towards you had been so hot! You were however anxious at a guy like Lay expressing interest in you and so drank a little more than you should. Hours later your members were helping you to the car but you were the tallest member and were difficult to escort. Lay noticed you stumbling and came over "Y/n would you like any help?" he asked and you nodded. Lay took your arm and put another around your waist as he led you to the car. He flagged down a taxi for you and your members and placed you in, fastening you in securely. "Drink lots of water and rest" he told you. "Why are you so kind to me?" you asked and Lay blushed "because I like you" and you nodded "I like you too" and kissed him. Lay was taken aback because you were his crush and your members rushed to apologise. Lay told them it was fine and watched the car drive away.

His members were thrilled when he told them he'd gotten a kiss but then he confessed you were drunk and probably wouldn't remember a thing. So Lay went to sleep very dishearted, figuring you'd never be his when he woke up to a text. "Fancy getting dinner with me next weekend? I can't remember much of last night but if you meant what you said then I'd love to go out with you". Lay let out a happy squeal before texting you back. You replied back soon after and your response almost floored Lay.

"Great, hopefully our second kiss will be better than our first".

Lay would make sure of that.

Baekhyun - Will not stop flirting

Baekhyun flirts with everything and anything. Chanyeol once said he'd flirt with his reflection if it'd talk back and Baekhyun admitted he would but with you it was different. Baekhyun literally couldn't turn it off and was blatantly obvious he wanted you. What really drove him crazy is you could give it back.

Baekhyun had a sixth sense and that sense was you. His head turned before the door even opened and you walked down the corridor. Baekhyun smiled because he'd been eying you all through the show and now you were finally here. "I've got a bone to pick with you" he cried and you smiled "I'm sure you have". "Why would you wear that outfit? You did it just to test my attention didn't you?". "Why? Were you struggling to watch the show?" you asked. Baekhyun shook his head "no there was no competition, my eyes haven't left you all night so if articles come out about us it's all your fault". You laughed "you'd love if an article appeared like that". "Of course I would, I want you" Baekhyun replied seriously and you smiled at him toying with his tie. "We all want a lot of things" you replied and walked away. Baekhyun loved how you could make him speechless and hurried after you.

You managed to evade him and he didn't see you until afterwards at a club. Baekhyun saw you talking to some Seventeen members and stepped forwards. "Sorry boys but if you're asking Y/n out I bagsied it". Seungkwan, Dk and Hoshi laughed. "Oh are you two together?" DK asked and you smiled "he wishes". "I do" Baekhyun nodded "and Y/n won't admit it but she wants me too". You rolled your eyes but were smiling. "You can deny it all you want but we're destined Y/n and one of these days it will happen" he said gazing down at you "but for now enjoy your night" and with a kiss to your hand he disappeared.

"Wow" Seungkwan said "he didn't even say that to me but I'm swooning". The others nodded and you laughed "he's always like that". "And it doesn't affect you?" Hoshi asked. You watched Baekhyun across the room and shook your head "I wouldn't say that...more I'm biding my time".

You knew Baekhyun was right and one day you'd admit everything to him but for now, you were having too much fun flirting with him.

Chanyeol - Gets competitive

Chanyeol liked to win and do well at things which was why he hadn't asked you out. He wanted it to be perfect and to do it right. He'd liked you for a while now and was just waiting for the right chance when he realised he had competition.

He saw you chatting to Got7's Jackson at a table and could tell it was quite flirty and he shot the boy daggers. He remembered a few weeks ago when the two of you had been at a restaurant and you'd bumped into Jackson. He had eyes only for you and Chanyeol knew he was into you. So seeing the two of you together shot a sense of urgency into him. There was no way he was letting someone else slip in before him. A guy he couldn't trust to treat you as well as he would? Not happening.

So Chanyeol came over to you with a drink. "Here you go" he said passing it to you and you smiled "you remembered?". "Of course I remembered your drink, who do you take me for?" he asked putting an arm around your shoulders before turning to Jackson. "Oh hey I didn't see you there" he said. Jackson smiled "hey, I like your shirt". "Thanks" Chanyeol said and you looked between them. "Jackson and I were just discussing what it's like to be a foreign idol" you explained and Chanyeol nodded because you were from Japan. "Yeah I still remember when you arrived, you thought it was so cold" Chanyeol said laughing "you were shivering so much I gave you my coat". You chuckled remembering that moment "yeah I forgot about that. You were so welcoming and kind". He shrugged "I just wanted to make you feel at home. Then we were attached at the hip from then on" he said and you smiled at him.

"I think I'll go back m to my table" Jackson said and Chanyeol feigned sadness "aww no really?". "Yeah I'll see you both later" and he walked away. Chanyeol smiled seeing him go and you chuckled "why don't you like him?". "Who says I don't?" he asked. "Just the way you were looking at him, it was as if you hated him". Chanyeol shook his head "I didn't hate him I just didn't want him to beat me to something". "And what's that?" you asked and Chanyeol smiled. This was as good a time as ever so he told you everything.

You said yes of course.

D.O. - Tries to impress you

D.O. was the type who never wanted anyone to know he had a crush. He preferred to pretend he wasn't interested at all and guarded his heart tightly...but he was very aware of you and determined to make you notice him. He wanted you to come to him and tried to do that by playing the dark and mysterious stereotype. You were Chanyeol's sister and so were over a lot and D.O. made sure to be around when you were there but also a little inaccessible. He'd show up but always leave early because he "had something else on" to make himself seem interesting. Then when he was around he'd quietly watch the group and choose his words carefully. This seemed to work as whenever he made a joke you noticed and laughed. D.O. caught you watching him a few times and he loved it. He made sure to wear clothes he looked good in and didn't let the company anywhere near his hair because he like the current style. Then finally one night it all paid off because you approached him. It was Chanyeol's birthday party and the house was full because he had lots of friends. You arrived and D.O. only allowed himself 3 seconds to admire you before disappearing across the room. An hour later you found him in the kitchen and came up beside him. "Hey" you smiled getting a drink and D.O. nodded to you "hey, having a nice time?". You nodded "I am! Are all these people really friends with my brother?". You were trying to open a bottle but were having trouble. D.O. shrugged "yeah, he claims he’s social and has good genes...which I'm more inclined to believe after meeting you" and he reached across and opened your bottle for you. You blinked at his compliment and the movement "thanks" you said blushing "I still find it odd how many people know what he's like and like him". D.O. smiled "if it makes you feel any better I can't believe it either" and you laughed. "Didn't you ever want to be an idol?" D.O. asked "you've totally got the style for it". You blushed again "I would've loved to but I can't sing". "You could be a dancer?" he shrugged and you smiled "I can't dance either". "Well visual then, you can't tell me you don't have that because I can see you". You blushed going bright pink and smiled "thanks...would you like to get a drink with me? I mean I know we both have drinks but would you maybe want to go sit together and hang out?". D.O. nodded playing it cool but on the inside he was squealing. "Sure that'd be fun" he replied ignoring his internal monologue and led you to a chair outside. You stayed together all night and by the end of the night D.O. had your number. The strong mysterious type never fails.

Kai - Compliments you 24/7

Kai met you through Hwasa. You were in her group Mamamoo and were picking her up after the Olive Young campaign but got here early. You texted Hwasa who brought you inside to wait and Kai was hooked from the first glance. Hwasa could tell from the look on Kai's face that he was into you so she decided to be a good friend and lied telling you her car was in the garage all week so you'd come and pick her up. She thought one day or two tops Kai would work his magic and you'd be going out on a date but Kai wasn't as sexy in real life as he seemed on stage. He was oddly sweet. Hwasa walked in with you one morning and Kai actually gasped "wow Y/n I love your shoes!". You looked down at them as did Hwasa and both paused. You were wearing Converse which you thought looked a little old but smiled "Thanks Kai...I like your shoes too". "They're nowhere near as nice as yours" he said and you chuckled "okay" while Hwasa facepalmed. Every day was like that. Kai would find the weirdest thing to compliment you on, your forearms or your black jeans. Every day you thanked him and returned the favour. At the after-party to celebrate the shoot close Kai was at it again and he complimented you on your forehead, socks and gums all in one conversation. "Is Kai okay?" you asked Hwasa and she sighed. She figured if she didn't intervene nothing would happen "he likes you, that's what the excessive complimenting is". You paused "really? But how is he so bad at this? He's Kai!". Hwasa laughed "and? You're Y/n, I guess he's met his match". You blushed but smiled watching him across the room "you're sure he likes me?". "Yes so go get him!" Hwasa said pushing you towards him. She watched as you made your way over to him and began to explain. Kai went bright pink before a huge smile spread across his face and he nodded vigorously at what Hwasa presumed was you asking him out. You stayed together for the rest of the evening and as Hwasa passed you both later in the evening she called "you're welcome"  making you both blush.

Sehun - Tries to seduce you...but fails

Sehun had a curse. He could be sexy doing the most mundane thing, he'd literally had compliments about how he took his wallet out of his pocket and things like that. However, when he wanted to act sexy, like when he was talking to the pretty stylist at work, he just couldn't. Sehun had his eye on you from your first day when he gasped when he saw you and asked Suho what group you were in. His hyung explained you weren't an idol but a member of staff and Sehun was sure you were in the wrong profession but your talent with clothes was undeniable. Career decision aside, Sehun decided he wanted to date you so he started trying to flirt. Sehun thought this would be easy considering you were his stylist and he looked good in clothes but he was wrong. The first time you worked together Sehun wasn't very well but tried to make a good impression. It was going well, you were smiling at him and joking around and then he let out the loudest more powerful sneeze of his life. It got messy and Sehun had to run for tissues while trying to hide his face from you. The next time Sehun heard you were going to be measuring him for a skin-tight concept so he made sure to exercise in the gym the day before as he'd have to be shirtless. Everything was going well until he overslept and had to race to get to the building. When he arrived he started taking his clothes off before realising the underwear he'd chosen this morning...was his oldest pair which had Spongebob Squarepants on as a joke from Kai. He debated climbing out the window so you wouldn't have to see them but too late you knocked on the door and entered. Sehun saw the smirk on your face when you noticed them and he could've died right then and there. The guys all thought it was hilarious but Sehun didn't agree. He felt as if time was running out for him to make a good impression with you and so when he heard you'd be working at their concert he decided this was his time. He arrived at the venue and there you were. "Good Afternoon" he called to you and you smiled "Hi Sehun, we've got some good looks for you today". "Cool, thanks Y/n" he said and came over to where you were standing. "You can't always tell you're a stylist because of the way you dress" he said and you paused. Sehun saw the frown on your face and realised what he'd said "I mean you can! You CAN tell you're a stylist...because you dress like all the magazines...I mean not like all the magazines, you're unique but you're also not..." he said cringeing. You nodded "right...shall we try your first one on?". "So how did round 3 go with Y/n?" Lay asked as they were going on stage. Sehun frowned "I insulted her". "On purpose?" Baekhyun asked and Sehun shook his head "no but it still happened". The guys went to comment but had no words and Sehun told them not to bother. Sehun enjoyed performing because it made him feel good and helped him think. He realised he'd been playing this all wrong. The slow game never worked well for him. He was best at confidence and committing to what he wanted so he decided to go for it. So in the interval when you came to assess his clothes he took a breath "Y/n I'm sorry for what I said earlier". "It's okay I'm sure you were just nervous" you said smiling and Sehun nodded "I was but not about performing...I like you Y/n and want to ask you out". You blinked a him "oh..." and Sehun nodded "I think you're super pretty and cool so would you like to get a drink with me after the show?". You blushed going red and nodded "yeah I'd like that" and Sehun grinned "great...so I'll see you afterwards" and he raced back on stage and gave the performance of his life.  

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[slytherinshua]

Nap Of A Star

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fantasy? inspired by nap of a star mv. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: cat tries to attack. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: nap of a star!kai x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 1k. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: this idea randomly came to me, so it's a bit messy. also, i do not know txt's storyline very well so nothing is very accurately portrayed. this is mostly just inspired by kai's look in the mv and some of the landscape in srr.

The last thing you felt was throbbing in your head and losing control over your body. It was dark. A sultry darkness that burned your skin and made it hard to breathe. You thought it would last forever. You couldn’t move any part of your body, not even your smallest toe. But like a snap of a finger, you opened your eyes.

You found yourself in a strange place. The trees had long pink blossoms dangling down to the forest floor and soft white feathers dropped from the sky like snow so that the ground became downy with the barbs. 

You seemed to have switched clothes. You last remembered yourself in a stiff dress you wore to the party— a dark red satin garment that twirled whenever you moved, coupled with red horns to represent a devil halloween costume. Others said it was pretty, but you much preferred what you were wearing right now. It was a loose white dress replacing the red one. The fabric was made of a comfy cotton instead of the restricting silk.

You stood up slowly, hesitating in every step you took. You looked up at the dark sky. A clockwork star was laid in the very centre of it. It did not shine brightly, but rather flickered as if it was losing its time to live. The gears had stopped turning smoothly and were edging on at a sloth’s pace. Everything you saw was so out of the ordinary from the place you knew before.

There were no cars racing by or thick smoke clogging up the air. Nobody was shouting curses and insults on the street, in fact, you couldn’t see anyone at all. You were frightened at first, finding yourself in a foreign place so alienated from the one you were used to.

Your worries were hushed, though, as soon as you spotted him. He was sitting on a pedestal of some sort, situated by a fence and gazing up at the clockwork star with interest. The funny halloween costume he had worn to the party to match yours still seemed to be on it, or the remnants of it, at least.

The wings had been upgraded and you thought they might even have enough power to actually fly. He was still dressed in white, but he seemed more angel-like in this world. The construction of the wings mirrored the star in the sky, tiny delicate gears enabling it to move on its own.

“Kai? Where are we?” You spoke softly, stepping beside the pedestal and lacing your fingers with his as soon as he jumped down. You were scared to be separated with him again like at the party, so it was better if you kept him close.

“I’m not sure.” He turned to you, head cocking to the side.

“How do we get back?” You questioned the star in the sky as if it would answer, but, of course, it didn’t give you a response.

Kai’s ears perked up as he heard the low meow of a cat. He clutched onto your hand a bit tighter, pushing you behind his back, shielding you with his wings.

“I don’t trust anything in this place, Y/n.” He whispered, eyes focusing on the woods where the sound came from. He spotted eyes amidst the deep dark trees. One blue and one green. “Y/n… I think we need to run.” He gulped, trying to hide the fear in his voice but you caught on.

“Kai, can you fly with those wings?” You asked urgently. He glanced at you and then back at the eyes, watching as they came steadily closer.

“I can try.” He muttered, turning back to you and hugging you to his chest tightly, “Hold on tight, love.” You clasped your hands behind his neck securely, preparing to be swept up into the air. The cat emerged from the forest, evil eyes focusing on Kai’s figure and dilating. 

Kai breathed steadily and then jumped up just before the cat tried to swat at his feet. His wings spread out and caught the way the wind was blowing, allowing him to manoeuvre steadily forward. He held onto you tightly, paranoid that you might drop from this height.

He focused his eyes on a clifftop, managing to slow down his wings as he drew near to it. The landing was a bit rough as Kai tripped over his own feet, causing you both to roll on the soft grass several times before stopping, you landing on Kai’s chest. You had tensed up in fear from the landing and as soon as you opened your eyes you noticed a glowing white orb covering you and Kai’s body

“Did I do that?” You whispered, eyes examining it closely, but it soon disappeared, leaving white sparkles behind it.

“Ouch.” He murmured, wings tucked behind as he gently let go of your body knowing you were safe now.

“You okay?” You asked, getting off of him as carefully as you could and brushing off your dress. He nodded with a wince, not taking any hurry to sit up. “Kai, I think I can make force fields.” You said, glancing down at your hands, wondering how they managed to create the field in the first place.

“Really?” Kai stared at you with wide eyes, now sitting up. “Can you do it again?”

You nodded, “I can try.” You closed your eyes, tensed your body, and sure enough, the white field surrounded you once again. You opened one of your eyes slightly, glancing around you to make sure it was properly there before grinning.

“Woah…” Kai reached out to touch it, his hand gliding through the white barrier once you relaxed your body. You vanished it altogether once the experiment was over, and glanced around the cliff you were on.

“Hey, look.” You urged with wide eyes, noticing what looked like a portal opening up near you. “Do you think that’ll take us back?”

“We don’t have anywhere else to go.” Kai reasoned, standing up and taking your hand again. “We narrowly escaped that cat… Plus, you have force fields now- what’s the worst thing that could be on the other side of this?” 

You nodded, bravely taking steps toward the portal with Kai. Once you stepped in, everything turned white.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ txt taglist: @kangtaehyunzzz,, @yeonjuns-redhair,, @90steele,, @ddeonudepressions,, @multi-stan-jenny

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[biaswreckingfics]

I would like to request for Kai, Angst #14. Thank you!

Jongin + Angst -I realized halfway through I could've done this the other way, but this flew out of me before I knew what was happening lol-

(I didn't come here to watch you flirt with other people.)

The moment the random group of guys started chatting up your friends at the bar, you felt a shift in Jongin's mood. Maybe it was because they invited themselves to hang out with your friend group. Maybe it's because one of them has been hitting on every single one of you every time he opens his mouth. You couldn't be sure, but you certainly know that having a deep conversation with one of them is not helping anything.

It started out innocently. Heck, Jongin was even a part of the conversation! One of the outliers of this group of guys eventually came up to you and made conversation about the shirt you were wearing. It was a concert tee for a show you and Jongin went to, and it happened to be the dude's favorite band.

The two of you spoke about their music for a while, Jongin being a part of the conversation, but eventually, you notice him growing quieter and quieter. You didn't think too much of it as the guy told you stories from his concert adventures. Before you know it, your drink is gone and Jongin is stewing silently beside you.

You try to drag Jongin back into the conversation, but he only offers you one-word responses. Giving up, you decide the two of you can just talk when you get home. It's too loud and busy to have a personal conversation here, so you let it go.

The conversation moves on from music to other things. The man tells you about his girlfriend - which you're sure Jongin is not even bothering to pay attention to - and their cat, and soon, the two of you are sharing pet pictures.

When Jongin suddenly gets up and storms out of the bar, you sigh. The man quickly offers an apology, realizing he might have put you in a precarious situation, but you wave him off. Whatever is happening between you and Jongin isn't his fault. 

Getting up from your seat, you follow Jongin outside. When you spot him halfway to the car, you jog after him to catch up. You call his name, but he purposely ignores you and you roll your eyes.

When you finally do catch up, he whirls on you, anger burning in his stare. "I didn't come here to watch you flirt with other people."

You take a step back, hackles immediately rising in defense. "Jongin, I wasn't flirting with him! We were having a conversation, which you were a part of until you decided not to be."

He scoffs. "Yeah, I was really part of that conversation."

"God!" You frustratedly yell. "Can I not even have a conversation with another person?"

"That man was all over you and you let him! Showing him pictures of our pets! Those are our pets!"

You furrow your brows at how quickly this argument is becoming stupid. "He was showing me pictures of his girlfriend and their cat!"

The word girlfriend causes Jongin to pause, but you both know this argument has gone too far to take it back now.

"You're so fucking frustrating!" You irritatedly yell at him. "Have a conversation for once instead of throwing a hissy fit and walking away!"

Some of the fight leaves Jongin, and in turn, leaves you. This stupid argument has stolen your energy and exhausted you. As you look at Jongin, you realize your problems are deeper than they appear, but you're too tired to deal with them right now.

#jongin drabbles #kai drabbles #jongin fic #kai fic #jongin scenario #kai scenarios #jongin angst #jongin au #kai angst #kai au #kai imagine #jongin imagines #exo drabbles #exo fics #exo fanfics #exo fanfic #exo fic #exo scenario #exo scenarios #exo angst #exo au #exo imagines

[kpopimaginings]

Nini - Kai (Jongin)

A/N: A request from an anon about reader only ever calling him Nini. Hope you enjoy.

"Hey," you called out as you let yourself into your boyfriends apartment.

"Hi," he shouted back.

"What have you been up to today, Nini?" you asked as you sat down next to him on the sofa.

He shrugged. "Not much."

"Are you ok?" you asked, finding his short sentences and lack of affection unusual.

"Why do you never call me by my name?" he said, without making eye contact.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't think I've heard you say 'Jongin' since we started dating, it's weird," he explained with a little pout forming on his lips.

"Oh," you said, unsure how to proceed. "It never occurred to me that it was odd. I like using Nini, it just feels softer and more affectionate. Plus, if I'm feeling extra affectionate or you are being extra cute, you're my Nini Gom. I never thought that would upset you."

"I just like how personal it is for you to use my name, especially when so many call me Kai, you can call me Jongin," he reasoned, moving to sit cross-legged on the sofa so he could face you better.

"It's not like I just call you 'babe' or 'sweetie' or something like that. 'Nini' is based on your name, it just rolls off the tongue better than 'Jonginnie'."

Jongin paused then, his head cocking to the side in thought, making him appear more like a puppy than a bear. "I hadn't thought of it like that," he admitted. "I mean, how it's still linked to my name."

"Yeah, so it is still intimate and personal, but it also feels cute and affectionate," you added.

"Thank you for explaining, I'm happy with it now," Jongin concluded.

"Thank you for telling me what was bothering you," you replied, before leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips.

"Love you, Nini," you muttered as you pulled away.

Jongin let out a small giggle at the nickname. "I love you, too."

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[yeolsaintlaurent]

Nocturnal Reverie ch.8 [PCY]

pairing - chanyeol x fem reader

genre - mature, smut, angst

themes - power imbalance, romance, crime, justice, class divide, politics, sex

synopsis - In the sprawling, dystopian city of Emberhaven, where power and corruption reign supreme, the lives of two unlikely individuals collide in a tale of passion, intrigue, and moral reckoning. Chanyeol, an enigmatic and wealthy scion of the city's elite, finds himself captivated by the elusive Y/N, a cunning and resourceful thief who navigates the treacherous underworld of Emberhaven. Their first encounter, sparked by a chance meeting in a luxurious club called The Velvet Lounge, sets the stage for a whirlwind romance amidst a backdrop of crime, politics, and danger.

warnings - none for this chapter

Chapter 8: Unexpected Encounter

The local grocery shop offered a familiar sanctuary in the midst of Emberhaven's turmoil. Y/N entered the store, her steps echoing softly in the fluorescent-lit aisles. It was a simple task, just picking up some food, but in a city where trust was a rarity, even a routine trip to the store had its element of unpredictability.

Her journey through the shop brought a sense of nostalgia mixed with caution. As she navigated the aisles, a subtle sense of unease nudged her, a shadow of something amiss. Her senses sharpened, she noticed a fleeting figure that sent her instinctively ducking behind a shelf, heart pounding.

Peering from her hiding spot, she confirmed the person was gone before emerging cautiously and resuming her shopping. But as she approached the cereal aisle, her anticipation was muffled by a sudden yearning. Her favorite cereal, Fruit Loops, sat on the top shelf, just out of her reach.

Before she could ponder the inconvenience, a presence unfurled behind her, a warmth that she recognized before turning. It was Chanyeol, the very person she had sought to hide from moments earlier. His lopsided smile was different this time, marked by a calming seriousness. "Here you go, Y/N," he offered, placing the coveted box of cereal in her cart.

Stunned by the unexpected encounter, she struggled to find her voice. "Th-thank you...?" she managed, her words a breathless whisper. Chanyeol seemed unwavering in his intention as he looked at her, his tone indicative of their undeniable need to talk. "I really think we need to talk, don't you?"

With a contemplative pause, she nodded, her gaze drifting away. As they continued down the aisle, Chanyeol observed her choices, breaking the silence with a remark about the lack of healthy options in her cart. "Eh, they get the job done," she replied, her words lightly masking her curiosity about his presence.

Chanyeol's gesture took her by surprise as he smoothly took the shopping cart from her, guiding it with a care that transcended the confines of a casual encounter. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she silently wondered if he hadn’t actually recognized her that day, secretly pleased that she hadn't jeopardized their burgeoning connection.

His steps led them to the produce aisle, where he selected vegetables, adding them to her cart with an air of practiced consideration. Next, they ventured to the meat aisle, and fresh cuts of chicken found their place among her groceries. Although questions swirled in her mind, she decided to hold them back for now. "I noticed you had like zero healthy food options in your cart," Chanyeol commented, his tone gentle but firm. "Let's get some healthy veggies into you."

As they made their way toward the self-checkout, Y/N readied herself to complete the transaction. However, Chanyeol acted swiftly, already using his card to pay. Frustration brewed as she questioned his motives, "Hey, why did you do that for?" Her irritation was palpable.

Chanyeol's response held no room for argument. "I want to get it for you. Can’t I do that for someone I lo-", he stopped mid-sentence. Y/N offered a  thank you, not letting on that she heard him. Holy shit, do I really wish to hear the L-word right now??? - she asked herself. As they bagged their purchases together, their unspoken history and the mysterious circumstances that bound them cast a heavy yet hopeful atmosphere.

Chanyeol's reluctance to hand over the bags as they stood by the self-checkout had hinted at his determination to accompany her further. Her suggestion to discuss their matters in the parking lot was met with his unwavering resolve for a more secure location. Before she could protest, he had already taken a few steps forward, his determined stride leading her home.

As they reached her doorstep, she hesitated, turning to face him with an earnest request. "Could you wait here for a bit? I need to straighten out the place a bit first." Chanyeol granted her request with a reassuring smile and a nod.

Quickly, she unlocked her front door and entered her small, modest apartment. Her heart raced as she realized she was about to welcome a guest, especially one she was growing increasingly fond of. A frenzy of cleaning followed, with clothes hurriedly stuffed into the closet and empty snack packets, microwave dinner remnants, and discarded alcoholic beverage bottles swiftly finding their way to the trash.

Every action carried her anticipation and a sense of excitement she couldn't deny. Her emotions were tangled between the thrill of having Chanyeol in her home and the nagging curiosity about what he wanted to talk to her about. All the while, her thoughts whirled, forming a whirlwind of questions and possibilities. She contemplated every item she put away, wondering if it would convey the right image.

Once satisfied that her living quarters at least presented a veneer of tidiness, she walked back to the door with a mix of excitement and anticipation. She had never had a boyfriend, let alone invited someone into her home. As she opened the door, she found Chanyeol seated on the stairs outside, engrossed in his phone.

A confident smile touched her lips as she greeted him, her voice laced with newfound courage. "Come in, Chanyeol." The once-aloof man from the bar had gradually become a more constant presence in her life, and as he stepped into her apartment, it was as though the threshold of her world had expanded to include a piece of his own.

As they stepped into her small apartment, she locked the door behind them, sealing a moment that seemed laden with significance. Guiding him into the combined kitchen and dining area, she invited him to take a seat in one of the chairs while she began to put away her groceries. His voice, filled with concern, interrupted her actions. "How have you been doing?" he inquired, noticing the discomfort she faced while trying to reach the shelves above the kitchen counter, her wounded shoulder causing her to wince.

She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to compose her response. "I'm doing fine, just been a busy week," she replied, her voice tinged with a subtle hint of exhaustion. Chanyeol's questioning eyes prompted her to explain further. "Busy, huh?" he prodded. "What have you been up to?"

Y/N decided to keep her response vague, hoping not to reveal too much. "You know, just this and that, nothing as exciting as what you would have been up to," she responded with a faint smile.

Chanyeol, however, was determined to unravel the truth. His prodding questions aimed to coax her into sharing her reality, but he couldn't suppress his concern any longer. He moved swiftly, closing the distance between them. With a gentle but determined hand, he pulled aside her cardigan to reveal her bullet wound. The shock in her eyes was evident, and she instinctively pushed him away, her voice raised in protest. "What the hell are you doing?" she demanded.

His tone remained calm, but a trace of anger crept in. "How did you get that wound?" he inquired, the question hanging in the air like an unspoken challenge. Y/N knew the jig was up, her earlier evasions exposed. "So, I guess you did really recognize me," she conceded, her admission laced with a mix of resignation and anxiety.

Chanyeol stepped back, his gaze locked onto the bullet wound. He couldn't help but feel a surge of guilt for having been the one who shot her during the raid. His heart ached as he watched her. Y/N couldn't hide the pain that flickered in her eyes; it was more than just the physical discomfort from her injury. "Y/N, what happened?" he inquired, his voice now softened, revealing genuine concern.

Y/N hesitated for a moment, her gaze shifting from the floor to his earnest eyes. She knew she had to share the truth with him, even if it meant risking her safety. "I was at the wrong place at the wrong time," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "I didn't choose to be there, Chanyeol. Things just spiraled out of control."

Chanyeol absorbed her words, and for a moment, they simply looked at each other, the weight of their complicated connection hanging in the air. Finally, he broke the silence. "Tell me everything, Y/N. I need to understand." His insistence was rooted in a mix of curiosity, regret, and a burgeoning desire to protect her.

As she began to recount the events leading up to the raid, she couldn't help but be captivated by the emotions playing across Chanyeol's face. Concern, understanding, and, perhaps, a hint of forgiveness. When she reached the part where she had stolen the valuable eggs, her eyes met his with a trace of guilt. She anticipated a harsh reaction, but what she found in Chanyeol's gaze surprised her.

"You did what you had to do to survive," he said, his voice filled with empathy. "I can't change what's already happened, but I want to help you now. Y/N, you don't have to face this alone."

As the weight of his words settled in, Y/N's heart ached with gratitude. She had expected anger and recrimination, but instead, she was met with kindness and an offer of support. Chanyeol was proving to be a complex figure in her life, one she was struggling to fully understand.

Chanyeol continued to gently touch her bandaged wound, his eyes filled with remorse. "I apologize for any part I played in your pain," he whispered. Y/N's response brought a small, sad smile to his lips.

As the conversation continued, they shared pieces of their respective truths. Chanyeol admitted to being at the raid because he had been investigating Lucio's operations as part of a deeper undercover operation. He kept the details vague, not wanting to reveal his full involvement or the fact that he knew Y/N's connection to Jongin.

Y/N, in turn, explained her presence at the raid as an attempt to sell the stolen eggs, a move motivated by her need for money and the desire to rid herself of a dangerous commodity. When Chanyeol asked the question that had been weighing on him, if she was part of the organized crime, she answered with an emphatic "FUCK NO! It was the first time I had to deal with that dude, Lucio, and after everything, it was the first and last time I've gotten to be involved with scumbags like that", making it clear that she had no affiliations with Lucio's crew.

Chanyeol nodded, his face reflecting relief at her answer. He believed her, but there was still a knot of worry in his chest. "I'm here because I want to help you, my darling," he said sincerely. "I understand that you're in a difficult situation, and I don't want to see you get hurt further. Is there anything I can do for you? Any way I can assist you in getting out of this mess?"

Y/N's eyes locked with his, her vulnerability showing. She appreciated his offer, even though she was uncertain about the depth of trust she could place in him. "I need a safe place to stay, Chanyeol," she confessed. "Somewhere I can lie low for a while, away from prying eyes."

Chanyeol contemplated for a moment before he spoke, his expression serious. "You could stay with me," he suggested. "I've been trying to keep you out of it, because the situation is more dangerous than you know. Not only are Lucio's men after you, but the police are also searching for you, suspecting your involvement in the mafia."

Y/N's eyes widened with realization, and she felt a shiver of fear. Her name on the police's wanted list was not something she had anticipated. She nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation.

Chanyeol continued, "My home is a secure place, and I have connections that can help keep you hidden. I'll do everything in my power to protect you."

For the first time, Y/N allowed herself to relax slightly in Chanyeol's presence. Despite their complex history and the secrets that lingered between them, it was clear that he genuinely wanted to help her. She felt a glimmer of hope that perhaps, with Chanyeol's assistance, she could navigate the perilous path she had found herself on.

The atmosphere was thick with tension as Y/N hurriedly packed a duffel bag with essentials. Chanyeol sat on the floor, amusing himself by playing with her cat. The sight of him interacting with her furry companion brought a smile to her face. In the midst of chaos, these small moments of connection provided a glimmer of normalcy.

Y/N zipped up the duffel bag and then looked over at Chanyeol. Her heart swelled with gratitude. She was relieved that she had found him, and there was a sense of reassurance in his presence. However, their respite was short-lived.

With her cat secured in a carrier, Y/N picked up her belongings, but Chanyeol stepped forward, offering to carry both the duffel bag and the carrier. They were about to make their way to the door when they heard hushed, urgent murmurs and shuffling outside her apartment.

Both Y/N and Chanyeol froze, their gazes locked in alarm. The situation had escalated rapidly. Chanyeol motioned for her to step back as he approached the door, peering through the peephole. What he saw sent a chill down his spine.

"It's Lucio's men," he whispered to Y/N. “Shit, they must be here for the merch and the money”, she whispers back. She tensed and glanced around the room, her mind racing for an escape plan. Chanyeol pointed toward the back door, and they rushed toward it, leaving her front door behind.

Just as they reached the back door and Chanyeol fumbled for the lock, a deafening crash echoed from the front of the apartment. The door to her home was brutally knocked down, revealing multiple armed assailants who had already infiltrated her living space.

With heartbeats racing and adrenaline coursing through their veins, Y/N and Chanyeol didn't have a moment to lose. They burst through the back door just as the front door was breached, the sound of gunshots and the rush of bullets whizzing past them echoing in the narrow hallways. The two of them fled into the darkness, their escape into the night fraught with danger, but driven by the desperate need to stay one step ahead of their pursuers.

Under the cover of the inky night, Y/N and Chanyeol found themselves crouched behind a parked car in a desolate alleyway. Their breaths came out in hurried gasps, and their hearts pounded with adrenaline as they listened for any signs of their relentless pursuers.

Y/N, her senses sharpened by desperation, carefully peeked out from their hiding spot to scan the surroundings. Her eyes strained to spot any movement, and as she gazed down the dimly lit alley, she could sense no immediate threat. With a subtle but reassuring nod, she signaled to Chanyeol that the coast was temporarily clear.

Carefully and without a moment's hesitation, they silently slipped away from their refuge behind the car, making their way through the labyrinthine streets of Emberhaven. Their footsteps were quiet, and every alley they navigated, every turn they took, was guided by the instinct to evade their relentless pursuers.

As they journeyed through the dimly lit night, Chanyeol's residence became their beacon of hope. Their determination was unwavering, a testament to the unspoken connection that bound them. Safety was within reach, but the secrets that swirled around them grew ever more ominous.

In the calm of the night, under a moonless sky, they reached Chanyeol's home. Their breaths, once ragged and anxious, now settled into an air of relief. They had managed to elude the danger that lurked in the shadows of the city, for now.

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