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[jwooyoung]

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[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 12 - Cuckholding W/ Zuho and Hwiyoung

Post Date: 12th December 2022 Content: Smut - SF9 Zuho x Reader x SF9 Hwiyoung  WC: 1.3K TW?: Cuckholding/ Boyfriend & Roomate!Zuho/ Roommate!Hwiyoung/ Hair Pulling/ Masterbating/ Oral (Giving)

Summary: When his date doesn’t go to plan, Hwiyoung gets something extra special to spend his Christmas holiday with you and Zuho.

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Hwiyoung patiently waits outside the restaurant, freezing in the bitter winter wind, clasping his hands together for warmth. Waiting for his date to show up, but she never does. Texting him hours later that she had a date with someone else, telling him how sorry she was when in reality, She didn't care. But he did. He liked her, a lot. Finding someone to take his mind off of you, his best friend's girlfriend. Who he's had a crush on since forever, and doesn't want to get in trouble with Zuho for having such. Trying to change it ASAP.

However, it wasn't like Zuho didn't know. Zuho could tell Hwiyoung was head over heels for you, the way he blushed when you spoke to him, the way he'd get shy when you offered to give him a hug when he needed comfort. He couldn't be mad that people had eyes on his girlfriend. He couldn't blame them.

If anything, this just makes interesting conversations between you and your boyfriend, about trying something out of the box, having threesomes usually comes to mind when talking, but Zuho wants to give Hwiyoung a little early Christmas present.

"How did your date go?" Zuho asks, sipping at the hot chocolate you had just freshly made as Hwiyoung walks through the door, saddened in the face seeing you both cuddled up on the couch.

Hwiyoung sighs, chucking off his shoes, and slouches down on the armchair opposite you both, ignoring how comfortable the both of you were as he hangs his head slowly, "It didn't happen, she was seeing someone else".

It was actually painful to see how hurt your friend was, especially for Zuho who told him to go for it, now feeling guilty he helped get him in contact with her in the first place.

"I'm so sorry, man," Zuho says quietly, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder as he turns to you, looking up at him with mischief in your eyes.

He knows exactly what that look is for, looking at you with a smirk growing on his face. What better time to give Hwiyoung his Christmas gift than now? Nodding slowly at you, you move from beside him to make your way over to Hwiyoung whose eyes shoot wide open when you take a seat on his lap, looking at Zuho to make sure that he was okay with what was going on.

Adjusting yourself on his lap, you straddle him, arms on his shoulders. Hwiyoung is still looking at Zuho who winks at him, “Go on baby, give him his early Christmas present,” He purrs, winking at you too when you briefly turn to look at him.

“Christmas present?” Hwiyoung scoffs in disbelief, gasping when your lips press against his neck in an attempt to calm him down, trailing up the sensitive, tanned skin as you breathe lightly.

Lifting your head away, you look at him deeply in the eyes, pouting, “You want this Christmas present don’t you, Youngie?” your words make him speechless as your play with the hair on the back of his head, smiling ear to ear when he nods slowly, looking at his best friend for the okay one last time.

“She’s all for you tonight, isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?” Zuho asks, sipping his hot chocolate as he shuffles on the couch, getting comfortable, and ready for the show. 

Though very shy about it, Hwiyoung’s shy smile turns into something lustful, eyes turning dark when looking back at you, lips parting ready for yours to attach to them. 

The second your lips touch his, his body burns up, and his chest starts to rise and fall at a quickened pace as you lightly tug at his hair, making him groan into your mouth and you fully take it in and start to roll your hips on him. 

He slowly starts to lose control, in the mood with his hands roaming your body freely, falling to your hips, and giving them a tight squeeze. His lips never leave yours, addicted to you and your taste, tongue swiping your lip for permission to enter, gliding across yours when you allow.

“Isn’t she such a good kisser? My baby is perfection,” Zuho growls deeply, eyes on you like a hawk on its prey, loving every moment of this, more than he could honestly say. 

Pulling away to let him reply, you make a move back to his neck, bruising it slightly from the light biting and sucking on the skin, “She is... Fuck,” Hwiyoung hisses, nails digging deeper into the flesh of your hips. 

A hand trails up your back, gliding under your hair to pull on it lightly, making your lips make a popping sound when pulling you off his neck. The smirk that he gives you sends shivers up your spine, both of you getting fully into it as you slide off his lap, moving down onto your knees before him as he spreads his legs slightly for you to fit between them. 

“She’s such a good girl,” He whispers, eyes glued onto yours as you slowly unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans and pull out his cock, giving it one pump to cover it in his pre-cum, looking back at Zuho for permission to continue.

“She’s a very good girl, go ahead, princess. You’re in control,” Replying, Zuho’s eyes are still glued on you, same with Hwiyoungs, pulling down his bottoms to let his own cock spring free, to please himself whilst watching the show. 

Whilst Zuho’s hand strokes his own cock, hissing, you’re licking your lips, eyes still glued on Hwiyoung when you make a move to lick up his shaft, spitting on the tip. A grin grows on your face hearing him whimper, moving your hand up and down slowly, his eyes glued shut at the sensation. 

Then you take him into your mouth, bit by bit, tongue swirling around his length as the tip eventually hits the back of your throat. His thighs tense up from the feeling. His head spun from the euphoria he was feeling, hand back up in your hair, pulling it lightly to lift you up to push you back down on his cock, making you gag. 

“Fuck!” Hwiyoung moans out loud, the warm wet muscle of your mouth making his cock twitch within it, Zuho’s pace picks up to match the pace you were going at when sucking his best friend off, making him moan too.

In sync, the both of them hiss, “Her mouth is so perfect,” making you gag even more from hearing it, trying your best not to giggle but the vibrations from it make Hwiyoung whimper a little more, your tongue brushing over his tip making his head throw back.

Moments pass and Hwiyoung is completely falling apart from your lips being around his cock, edging closer and closer to his high, pulling on your hair a little harder, making you moan more. Addicted to the feeling, he continues to do it, seconds away from releasing from your moans on his cock. 

His eyes shoot wide open when you continue to use your mouth on him, even seconds after his release, his hot cum spilling down the back of your throat as you suck him dry and overstimulate him slightly. 

Pulling off him, you smirk and wipe your lips clean as he tries to gather himself together, panting from it. 

Looking back to see Zuho wasn’t done yet, you go to move to him next, kneeling before him but he stops you, “Don’t you think we should give him a little extra, princess?”.

Both of you looking back at the fucked out best friend, you nod, inviting him over to join you both on the couch as you spend the rest of the night giving him a Christmas present that he’ll never, ever forget. Even with the possibility to have the chance to experience this once again. 

~

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[key201303]

There’s a week left for my birthday 🥳

What would you say if love shot series made a comeback as my birthday special?? 👀👀

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[accursedhex]

“𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.”

#hwiyoung #sf9 #youngkyun #kim hwiyoung #kim youngkyun #sf9 moodboard #sf9 icons #sf9 imagines #sf9 scenarios #hex #edens moodboards #black and white #aesthetics #b&w #hwiyoung imagines

[synthetickitsune]

Rainy Night | Hwiyoung | (f)

Summary: It's late and it's raining, but Hwiyoung can't sleep and he needs company on his late night walk. (requested) Word count: 1.1k Warnings: none

“Thank you for coming so late,” he says as soon as you’re close enough, but not sooner than he pulls you into a tight hug. He buries his face into your hair, inhaling deeply. You’re taken aback, but recover soon and return the hug, slowly dragging your hands up and down his back. Your moves are a little sluggish - you were just about to fall asleep a few minutes ago to be honest. Then he called and after hearing his voice, you couldn’t ignore him.

“It’s nothing,” you say, fighting back a yawn, “I missed you anyway.” You feel him smile against your skin as he pulls back slightly to kiss your forehead. It’s wet as the light summer rain keeps falling over the two of you.

“I really feel bad,” he murmurs, “You didn’t have to come, and I even forgot to take the umbrella. I should just walk you home.” Before he can continue whining and apologizing, you take his hands into yours. He freezes almost instantly, lips closing and his whole face softens as you rub your thumbs over his knuckles.

“Love? I wouldn’t come if I didn’t want to. And I forgot to bring the umbrella too, so it’s on both of us. Besides the rain isn’t that bad,” you smile at him and really, it was just a light drizzle that felt nice on your skin. The dark, cloudy skies hinted that there was more to come but for now you’d manage.

“Thank you,” he repeats himself, squeezing your hands. You squeeze back and let go of one so you can walk comfortably side by side.

It’s not the first time he called you in the middle of the night, shyly asking if you’re asleep. Not that you’d admit if you were. He’d always take you on a walk through the dark streets, sometimes for a few minutes, sometimes for an hour or even longer. He’d stay silent, most of the time, just like today. You don’t mind, though. Something about the night air fresh with rain makes it easier to think, to sort out your thoughts. Makes it easier to forget too. You can feel your shoulders becoming lighter as all the unimportant stuff slip from your mind, washed away by the water falling from the sky. Soon, your mind wanders, slowly filling with daydreams dancing behind your eyelids.

And all the while, his hand stays in yours, fingers tangled together. It’s strange. Usually touch would disturb you, make it impossible for you to dive into the world of your imagination. But not his. His touch is warm, always gentle and reassuring. If he squeezes your hand, you're not disturbed, the world in your mind does not fall apart, you just know that you're loved and that he's by your side and that the reality isn't so bad. Maybe even as good as your dreams.

Without realizing, you lean into him. Your head falls on his shoulder and he walks just a little slower so you're comfortable and safe. He wouldn't forgive himself if he did anything to make you pull away. He's glad for your closeness, grateful that you feel comfortable with him to naturally gravitate towards him wherever you are. He holds your hand just a little tighter.

"Thank you," he whispers again. He can't seem to say the words enough. They could never express exactly what he feels, but then again he's not sure any words could. He hears you smile and feels as you nuzzle into his shoulder.

"There's nothing to thank me for, Kyun," you repeat, "I like walking when it's dark - and with you I have the scary dog privilege." He huffs but smiles anyway.

"Am I scary?" he asks after a while, and it’s him so you answer honestly.

“Maybe. I mean you can look a little intimidating at a first glance, but I don’t think that now you’d make me scared of you even if you tried,” you tease, but your eyes are honest and he sees it. His lips curl upwards.

“Were you scared of me when you saw me for the first time?” he inquires further and you get a little suspicious of the sudden investigation, but you comply and answer.

“No,” you smile softly at the memory, “When I saw you back then, you were laughing with the guys and you looked so happy.”

“I’m much happier now,” he says lowly, looking at you with nothing but adoration. His thumb brushes the back of your hand as he leans down to kiss you. It’s gentle at first, careful and hesitant, but when you respond to him, welcoming his lips on yours, he pulls you closer and deepens the kiss, his tongue caressing yours.

The nature, however, works against you.

It takes a few seconds for you to register, but the rain now falls in big, heavy drops and your shirts are soaked and stick to your skin. You laugh into the kiss, lips brushing against each other, barely pulling away. His eyes sparkle like the stars themselves. 

“Race back to the dorms?” he suggests, pecking your lips once more.

“What happened to walking me home?” you tease, heart beating louder than the raindrops against the ground.

“I can’t be without you tonight,” he whispers and the way he looks at you, you know it would kill him if you refused. You lift your hand to his face, fingers running across his sharp cheekbone to his wet, messy hair. As if you could ever say no to him.

“Let’s go then,” you grin, and your hands naturally search for each other until they’re connected once more.

He really makes a run for it and you struggle to keep up, but it doesn’t matter because you’re both soaked to the bone anyway. Your hands swing between your bodies freely, the air cool on your skin. Water splashes under your feet, soaking your legs further. It’s like a competition to see who can stomp their feet harder and splash the other more. He turns his head to you, laughing widely and you realize you’re laughing too. He pulls you closer to him, helping you keep up with him. 

And all the while he holds your hand safely in his, so you don’t slip away, so you can’t run away. He won’t let you, not tonight, not ever. It feels like your hands fit together like two perfect puzzle pieces. Nothing could ever break the bond between you two. He’ll hold your hand and lead you through the harshest of storms, guide you out of darkness and at the end of the long and rocky road, he’ll pull you into his chest and kiss you breathless.

But until the day he can prove himself with such heroic feats, he’ll be happy holding your hand in the rain as you run together under the clouds and the stars towards an uncertain future.

#sf9 #hwiyoung #x reader #kim youngkyun #sf9 reactions #sf9 scenarios #sf9 imagines #fluff #requested

[sf9official]

@ sf9_official_jp: solo profile photo - hwiyoung

#imagine my disappointment that they posted hwiyoung instead of juho #also early 🧐 #maybe they’ll still post juho later? #anyway it bothers me they went out of age order now I get it it’s Hwi’s bday but still lol #hwiyoung #sf9 #kim hwiyoung #kim youngkyun #sf9.jpg

[kgyeomiex]

Unpredictable

Pairing: Hwiyoung x reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.

Genre: bits of angst | Fluff 

requests - open

“Many things interested her, and nothing satisfied her entirely,”

One unexpected family visit turns into one big roller coaster ride. You were supposed to come to California to visit your grandmother, but one visit turns into meeting someone you couldn’t bear to be around... The more you wanted to be away from him, the more he showed up everywhere... Was it fate? Or a coincidence?

Part 1~

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It was about time you got out of your neighborhood and flew to another state to visit some family. The thing about where you lived was that you didn’t have people like you around there. You had no idea what you did to have people hate you so much but you didn’t care. If anything you liked being alone.

The moment you get to California, your goal is just to spend some time with the family that you haven’t seen in a long time and be away from the negative energy. Right now you need to be calm and just relax after all this is a vacation.

“OH MY GOD!” Just as you were lost in your thoughts, you looked over to your sister and sighed.

“What now?” Your sister always has to turn the smallest thing into a dramatic scene... You shouldn’t even be surprised by this response anymore.

“SF9 IS COMING TO CALIFORNIA WHILE WE ARE HERE!” All you did was just stare at your sister as she continued to stare down at her phone.

You see, you have an older sister who was completely obsessed with K-pop. There hasn’t been a day where she doesn’t mention any groups in the K-pop community. You always asked your parents why didn’t you get a normal sister or even become the only child... They never seem to have an answer so it sucks.

“And?” You asked her and she rolled her eyes.

“Of course, you wouldn’t understand. Why do I even bother telling you?” You shrugged and continued to wait till your parents came back to you and your sister with the new rental car they were borrowing.

“Do you think they (parents) would let me go to their concert?” You glanced at your sister and shrugged.

“I mean I don’t think so, but how are you possibly supposed to get there?” You asked your sister and she looked left and right and then back at you with a huge smile.

“Duh! With the car, they rent,” That’s true, but the moment you took one look up... There you saw a sign that said:

MUST BE 21 TO DRIVE A RENTED CAR

You were going to let your sister be happy, but you decided what kind of sister would you be if you didn’t try to burst your own sister's happiness... Not a very good one.

“Sorry to rain on your parade, but...” You grabbed your sister by the shoulders and turned her to face the wall. The moment she saw the sign, her face went from a smile to a frown.

“You gotta be kidding me,” You simply shrugged, and for some reason knowing that your sister wasn’t going to be able to go to the concert she wanted to go to make you smile. It’s not that you didn’t want to see your sister be happy; however she’s been a snob.

“Try again next time... If they come back,” you simply said, winking over at your sister, and from that point on, both of your parents walked over to you two with the keys to a car.

“Ready to go?” Your mother asked the two of you and you nodded.

“Ready than ever.”

You glanced back at your sister and noticed she still had that frown glued to her damn face.

“What’s wrong with Y/S/N?” Your mother asked and you quickly gave your mother a look.

“It’s not worth asking, “ Your sister shot you a glare and at that moment your sister decided to open her mouth and be dramatic as usual.

“I swear the universe is completely against me! The moment we come here for a vacation... My husband shows up in town and I can’t go see them!” Your sister shouted and all eyes were on her. Honestly, you always seem to question how you are even related to her.

“Oh calm down, your husband doesn’t technically even know you exist,” your mother says, causing your sister to suck her teeth and storm to the car. You took one look at your mother and laughed.

“Finally someone has said it,” from that point on, you all walked toward the car you were renting out and were now on your way to your grandmother's house.

~

At last, when the car came to a stop, you took a look out the window and saw the same house you visited 8 years ago. Wow, it looks the same. You looked over at your sister who was passed out right next to you and you looked back out the window.

Hm, should you be a nice sister and wake her up? You slowly brought your hand to her shoulder but suddenly stopped and smiled.

Why on earth would you wake up when she looks so peaceful sleeping. You grabbed the handle of the door and made your way out feeling happy at the thought of your sister sleeping in the car and not being around you talking about lord knows what.

“Where’s Y/S/N?” Your mother asks, interrupting your thoughts and you look at her and smile.

“She’s playing dead in the car,” after that being said you walked off and went to get your belongings and you glanced over at your mother who was looking over at the car and then over at you.

“Did you just say she’s dead?” Wow you told your mother she was playing dead and the only thing your mother heard from that statement was she’s dead.

“No, I said she’s playing dead,” You tried to correct yourself but you noticed that your mother was opening the car door and was now tapping your sister. Wow, one-joke turning into your mother freaking out.

You shook your head in disappointment and now had your suitcase and bag in your hands and walked to the door. You know how good it feels knowing that you will be around family and less around people that are annoyed back at home.

By the time you were at the front door, you took a look back and noticed your sister dragging herself out to the car, your mother talking on the phone, and your father pulling out suitcases.

Should you ring the bell or just wait till everyone approaches you? You pulled out your phone and you didn’t have a single text. Eh, what the heck... You rang the doorbell and patiently waited for someone to open the door.

In a matter of seconds, you could hear someone approaching the door. At least the door finally opened and there you saw your grandmother standing right there before you.

“Sweetie,” your grandmother automatically says as she sees you standing right in her.

“Where is everyone else?” Your grandmother asks as she pulls you into a quick hug; however it wasn’t long until she looked behind you and saw how hectic everyone looked. You still question yourself how you turned out to be the only normal one in the family.

~

You went to the same room you always stay in every time you visit your grandmother. It still looked the same as it did a couple of years ago. The room was still empty. The only thing you had in the room was a bed, a dresser, and a bean bag chair but other than that... Your room was empty.

You put your suitcase on top of the bed but instead of unpacking you walked over to the window and just looked around.

It felt the same as when you were 10. Maybe nothing will change and maybe your vacation will turn out exactly how you think it will.

“WHAT!” You heard screaming ruining your train of thoughts and at that moment you knew you had to go see what was wrong.

You stepped out of your room and walked quickly to the living room finding your sister there with her phone in her hands. Oh no, why did you show up... You already knew your sister was going to say something about the usual problems that included her obsessing over these Korean boy groups...

You tried to walk off hoping that your sister wouldn’t have noticed your presence but it was a little too late to walk away now.

“Y/N!” She grabbed your arm and you looked over at her.

“Please say you’ll come with me.” Oh god, what is this crazy sister of yours talking about? You looked at her and then looked at your arm that she had a grip on.

“First of all please remove your hand away from me and second of all what are you talking about?” You asked your sister and she smiled.

“So I happened to find a way to get to the concert, however, mom and dad said I can only go if...” Your sister stopped talking and you just stood there and you continued to stare at her waiting for her to finish up with what she was saying however she just smiled at you.

“So... are you going to finish that sentence or is this the part I walk away?” You asked your sister and she just sighed and again she placed both hands on each shoulder and looked directly at you.

“I know!!! I know you hate when I mention k-pop around you but please... Please do this one thing for me...” What is your sister talking about? What does she mean to do this thing for her? What are you missing?

“You completely lost me..” Your sister looked frustrated after you made that comment but how can you not be confused? She didn’t even finish what she was saying and she was expecting you to understand her? Does that make sense?

“Look, can you please come to the SF9 concert if I asked you?!” Your sister asked, pleading. You were about to automatically say no however you knew this was your time to make her beg... This was your time to make her promise you that she will do any favor you ask her to do.

“Hmm... Are you paying for my ticket?” You asked, crossing your arms and without even giving it a second she automatically nodded her head.

“If I say yes... What am I benefiting from this?” You asked your sister and she began to look around and then looked at you right away.

“I WILL do anything! Please!” You loved moments like this especially when it’s perfect timing to use this to your advantage.

“Anything?” You asked your sister and she quickly nodded her head. You smiled evilly at yourself and sighed.

“If I say yes, you promise to leave me alone after this right?” You asked her and she nodded her head automatically.

“AND! You promise to do my part in the cleaning?” You asked and your sister took a minute to think about that however she nodded her head. Well, you could say yes right about now but there was one thing left.

“Get on your knees and beg,” at that moment your sister did as she was told and you were in complete shock. Wow, your sister was extremely desperate for these tickets.

“I’m kidding!” You quickly grabbed your sister by the arm and she got up and looked at you. Well, you could be an asshole and say no... Or you could give your sister a break for once, and well... Go to this concert...

“Fine...” At that moment you were pulled into a hug and you were completely shocked. What the hell just happened? Is your sister hugging you?

~

After agreeing on this, you knew there was no way to back down now... The truth was you didn’t want to go to any concert however since you said yes, your ticket was paid for and your sister had them.

“Y/S/N! Are you ready to go?” You asked patiently waiting in the living room however you haven’t seen your sister since you said yes.

“Almost done!” She screamed out and you pulled out your phone. You were hoping that you could go and get this over with. You wanted to curl up in a ball and watch a movie but nope here you were getting ready to listen to music your sister enjoys.

“I’m ready!” She snapped you out of your thoughts and you got up and took one look at your sister. She went all out. She had a cute outfit on and even her makeup done.

“Wow... You have really outdone yourself this time,” You said walking past her and she quickly followed behind you.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

~

By the time the two of you finally arrived, you looked outside of the car and saw a huge line waiting outside of the arena. Holy shit people really do listen to these boys.

“We’re here!” Your sister clapped and you could feel your father staring at her probably judging her or maybe that was just you.

“I see that...” You said still admiring how long the line was... It was from the front door of the arena till the very end... Cross that you couldn’t even see the end of the line...

“Let’s go!” Your sister says opened the car door and your eyes widened.

“Wait what... You’re telling me that we have to wait in that huge ass line... You gotta be kidding me,” You said looking at your sister, and you felt your father's eyes on you.

“Stop complaining for one night, and go have fun.” Did your father just say have fun? Is this man crazy?

“For your information, there is no way I will have fun here... And there is no way I will stop complaining until the night is officially over,” you said and your father just shook his head in disappointment.

~

Eventually, after basically dragging yourself out of the car you were now standing in line watching everyone around you already fangirling over this boy group. What are they called? Sff? Sf5? You didn’t care, you just came just so your sister can leave you alone after this.

“You have the tickets right?” You asked your sister and she smiled.

“Of course, they are right...” she says and she suddenly stops talking to you looking right at you...

“Wait... I gave you the tickets right,” Oh god... Just when you thought you were doing a good deed for your sister everything goes completely wrong!

“Please don’t tell me you forgot the tickets,” you said looking right at your sister but just from her not talking you could tell off of her facial expression that she fucked up and completely forgot the damn tickets...

She was completely quiet, you have no idea what is even running through her mind, and to be honest, you were a bit scared... Your sister was obsessed with this group so for this to happen... It was going to be a scary experience to watch.

“I...” She began to say and her eyes suddenly began to water.

Please don’t cry... PLEASE DON’T CRY.

“I... I,” you weren't the type to usually ever show your sister any type of sympathy or even any type of affection however you didn’t want your sister crying... Especially around all of these people because who knows they probably would assume that you are the reason she’s crying.

You pulled your sister into a hug and you could hear already cry. Oh lord. What the hell do you two do now? Your father just left and he was coming back once the concert was supposed to finish...

You didn’t want to deal with your sister feeling sad so you had an idea that might be illegal...

“Look I have an idea,” you said and your sister slowly pulled away and looked right at you when tears fell down. You wiped away her tears and sighed.

“How about... “ you stopped talking when suddenly your sister decided to interrupt you out of the blue.

“How about if I sneak in!” Wow, you had the same idea however it came out of her mouth... So if she gets caught... you’re pretty innocent.

“Yeah sure..” She instantly smiled and you were a bit taken back at how bipolar your sister was just crying a couple of minutes ago... However, instead of questioning her you just let the girl live.

However, you took one look down and the moment you looked up you noticed your sister was gone and out of your site. Where the hell did she go?

Just from that ... You had this feeling today was probably going to be a long day...

~

After going back and forth trying to look for your sister, you didn’t see her anywhere on-site... There was no one outside which must mean your sister got in without a problem... But what the hell do you do now?

You looked around and sighed...

Well, are you supposed to just stand out here and wait for your sister to come out or something? You didn’t know what to do to kill time but since there was a coffee shop nearby you decided to treat yourself and spend time there... Might as well, right?

~

You pulled out your phone and noticed people coming out of the arena. Did the concert finish? That must mean your sister was supposed to come out...

You began to walk around looking everywhere to find your sister but nothing. It was overly crowded so you quickly texted your sister saying you were going to meet her somewhere that had fewer people.

As you walked basically behind the arena, you found yourself in an alley. You have no idea how you even ended up here however you thought maybe your sister must have stayed inside to try to meet the boys... Aish that sounds like your sister...

You noticed a gray door and you had an idea. Maybe you can get in there and find your sister and stop her before she embarrasses herself. PERFECT!

Slowly you walked over to the door and before you knew it everything happened so quickly. The moment you grabbed a handle on the door you were about to pull it open till suddenly the door opened and you suddenly felt yourself on the ground.

You were so determined to get inside that you didn’t even carefully get a hold of the door, you carelessly grabbed the door and now you were on the ground because of that mistake.

“Oh, my!” You heard a deep voice say as you were on the ground and the moment you looked up you suddenly see about nine guys hovering you looking down the ground... Right at you...

“Hwiyoung did you kill her?”

“What no...”

“How was he supposed to know anyone was on the other side of the door?”

“You should always be careful opening doors.”

“Hyung, are you always careful?”

You had no idea what was happening but one thing you did know was that these boys were having a conversation right in front of you as you were trying to process life.

You felt your head throbbing at the pain. You eventually got yourself off the ground and sat up.

“She’s up!”

“Are you okay?” You looked at the one who was speaking to you and you began to rub your head.

“No I died, can’t you tell?” You fired back feeling your head throbbing and the guy looked completely taken back by your remark.

Usually, you’re not much of an asshole but you were in too much pain to care. You were planning to pick yourself off the ground but you suddenly see a hand from one of the guys right in front of you... They were offering their help...

You grabbed a hold of the guy's hand and we were now on your two feet. You looked up and there you saw nine guys all staring at you.

Well...

“I’m sorry... I-” before the guy could continue to say anything else, you suddenly recognized one of the guy's faces and realized... You were standing in front of the group your sister practically fangirls over.

“Wait... Are you boys SF9?”

~

To Be Continued 

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[thekeeperandthechaser]

Death Wish

Hwi Young was mostly certain that she was joking. Mostly.

“Did you say you aren’t eating?” he asked, and his girlfriend looked at him, head tilted as she looked him in return.

“I need to lose weight for my photo shoot.”

“You’re not going to starve yourself. I don’t care about some photo shoot.” Joo Sa raised an eyebrow.

“Well, I do.” Hwi Young muttered. “Sorry, I don’t think I caught what you said.”

“I said, I don’t think you need to lose weight.” Joo Sa remained quiet as Hwi Young picked at his BBQ nervously. He honestly never knew what to expect when he said something like this. Sometimes, his model girlfriend wanted to kill him. Other times, she would melt and tell him she loved him.

“Why do you always get so touchy about this?” He looked up, not sure how to answer. He honestly didn’t know.

“I don’t know. I just…I don’t think…I guess…There should be a healthier expectation for people in the industry, you know?” he asked. She tilted her head, curious.

“Well, that is going to be a longer battle than is worth for me to not lose the weight I need to lose before this photo shoot.”

“At least have a salad.” She looked at him, unable to hold back the snort.

“Did you seriously just say to at least have a salad?” Hwi Young flushed.

“Yah! Just do what I say!” She giggled.

“Yes, sir!” She flagged the waiter, quickly putting in her order, continuing to giggle at her boyfriend.

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[blu-joons]

HUSBAND SF9 A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Youngkyun

A ⇴ AFFECTION

More than anything else, Youngkyun tries his best to be protective of you whenever he’s affectionate with you, especially when the two of you are out in public, he’ll hardly let you go away from his side.

B ⇴ BOYS

Despite being one of the youngest, that didn’t stop Youngkyun from laying down some ground rules with the boys before meeting you. He wanted them on their best behaviour to make sure that you were impressed, the last thing that Youngkyun wanted was for the eight of them to end up scaring you off.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Although he doesn’t always have the answer to try and cheer you up when you need comforting, Youngkyun will at least always be beside you. He’s nervous a lot of the time, which is rare for him, he doesn’t want to put a foot wrong when you need supporting, so everything that he does will be cautious and steady.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

He’s definitely not afraid to get stuck in and being domesticated at home with you, not letting you do everything yourself. You rely on Youngkyun quite a lot when it comes to the more masculine jobs around the house, ones that require a bit of strength, jobs that Youngkyun is more than happy to do. He never backs away from doing anything, if it’s something new, he’ll research before getting stuck in with it.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

Not a single person had the slightest clue that Youngkyun was planning on proposing to you until after you were engaged, with even the boys kept out of the loop. They couldn’t believe that Youngkyun hadn’t told you what he was planning, even you were surprised that he hadn’t at least confided in Chanhee at any point about something, but Youngkyun wanted to surprise not just you, but everyone.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Youngkyun’s favourite thing about being with you was that he truly felt as if he had a best friend in you. The two of you were quite often inseparable, if your friends invited one of you out, then they knew to invite the other too. Although he wasn’t always necessarily a people person, around you, Youngkyun couldn’t help but want you there with him, right by his side, as often as you possibly could be.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

Both of you preferred to stay in a lot more then you wanted to go out. You weren’t ones for massive crowds or busy places, instead you enjoyed the peace and quiet of your own home, without having anyone else around, you could just enjoy an often rare chance to just be with each other, without interruptions.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

The two of you were pretty unbothered by your honeymoon if you were honest, no place or activity really leapt out at either of you as something that you wanted to do, and so in the end you booked based on what seemed to be advertised a lot, trusting that it was all advertised for good reasons and not bad ones.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Telling you that he loved you was one of the rare things that Youngkyun did that often left him feeling shy. He couldn’t help but avoid your gaze when he told you, not only so that he could try and block his blushed cheeks from you, but also because he knew that if he took one look at your smile, he would go weak at the knees.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

It was pretty apparent to anyone when Youngkyun was feeling jealous, his stare would be incredibly cold which very quickly sent a message across. Quite often he’d have his arms folded across his chest too to let whoever was irritating him know that he was far from impressed. As soon as he was able to, he’d right back by your side in order to keep you protected again, sending a clear message to everyone else too.

K ⇴ KIDS

The two of you both agreed pretty much as soon as you got married that starting a family was something that you still considered to be a little way off for you both. Despite a little bit of pressure from your families, you remained firm and knew that you would settle down only when the two of you felt ready to.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

Your lazy days together often consisted of just doing as little as possible and catching up on a lot of the things that you had missed out on whilst you were busy. Of course, sleep was on the top of both of your lists, but once you were awake, you made sure to catch up on some episodes that you had missed of your favourite dramas before settling down for the rest of the day playing a couple of games on the sofa.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

Most mornings Youngkyun will try and get up a little bit before you so that he can watch over you as you get ready and make sure that you’re looking after yourself. Breakfast time especially, Youngkyun will make sure that you’re eating well and not skipping breakfast, knowing how important of a meal it is for you.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

Both of you simply enjoy spending time with each other at night, it doesn’t matter what the two of you are doing, simply being able to cuddle up and know that nothing is going to get in the way is special for you both.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Youngkyun was obsessed with your heart and how loving you were. You never stopped doing things for him and looking after him which were two things that Youngkyun never took for granted from you.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Youngkyun were the moments when he was simply able to hold you and feel your arms around him too. Sometimes a hug went a long way for Youngkyun, and although he’d never admit to it, some days all that he felt that he needed was the feeling of you holding onto him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Whenever one of you got a little bit distant around the other, you would always check in with one another. The two of you were pretty good at being open with each other, very rarely bottling anything up.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Each anniversary, Youngkyun loved to take you back to the spot where the two of you got married so that you could recreate your wedding photos. Not only was it the perfect reminder of each year that you spent together, but it was also a great way for the two of you to look back and see how you’d changed each year.

S ⇴ SILENCE

Having silence between you both was never something that really bothered you and Youngkyun, quite often you found yourselves laying in silence together. You didn’t always need words to be able to tell each other how you were feeling, quite often just being able to cuddle up to one another was more than enough.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Youngkyun’s biggest tip for making things work with you was making sure that you always felt supported, whether it was something big or small he never failed to be there for you and cheering you on.

U ⇴ UPSET

He felt a little lost when he saw that you were upset, not being able to se you smile was often quite a confusing thing for Youngkyun.

V ⇴ VISITS

The two of you made a lot of time for your families after you got married, it was something that you had missed out on a lot whilst you were dating, so now you both wanted to make up for it a bit with them all.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

There was nothing more that Youngkyun wished for other than consistency, the last thing he wanted was for anything to change,

X ⇴ XXXX

Whenever he kissed you, Youngkyun was very firm and made sure that you knew what he was trying to tell you through his kiss. Light kisses just weren’t his style, if he was going to kiss you, it would always be a proper kiss.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his rock, without you Youngkyun wasn’t sure how he’d manage to get by.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

One of his favourite things to do was cuddle up to you at night. Youngkyun loved to hold you in his hands, and make sure that you felt safe, often leaving your hands resting against his bicep muscles for extra warmth.

---

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[arietaurumini]

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Fluff: 💕   Angst: ☁️     Crack: 💥       AU: ☄️      Suggestive: 💋     Trigger Warning: 🥀  

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[milkybonya]

love me without labels

warning: a little nsfw (it never goes further than making out, though !), mentions of alcohol/drinking, curse words, Hwiyoung calling you princess (in the most gender-neutral way)

pairing: playboy!college!Hwiyoung × never been loved!(gn)reader

summary: y/n is just a little sick of never having dated anyone or doing anything remotely similar, so they call upon their college's playboy to teach them just what it all feels like. and then they maybe sorta accidentally fall in love <3

word count: idk but it's 1k+ but definitely less than 5k maybe i think

[a/n]: btw i dont know how to kiss either so pls ignore anything thats wrong :")

[x]

another shitty day at your shitty college, sitting in the shitty front row of the shitty lecture hall. the prof who clearly doesn't want to be there any more than you do begins his boring lecture. his monotone voice makes you drowsy and you almost fall asleep... until you feel someone kicking you from behind.

snickers.

snickers follow the kicking when you turn around, as Hwiyoung and his cohort try to hold back their laughter, looking away from you. clearly, one of them kicked you. clearly, they're tryna mess with you.

you look forward at the prof, who somehow is noticing none of this even though you're right at the front. what's more surprising is that Hwiyoung is behind you, though, and not at the back of the lecture hall.

"can i help you?" you quietly ask the annoying people behind you.

"why are you glaring? go back to your nap, y/n," Hwiyoung spits out, laughing.

you shake your head and turn back to the front, unbothered. they're like this with everyone, annoying like school kids even though you're in your junior year of college now.

once class ends, you make your way out of there as quick as possible, overhearing one of Hwiyoung's friends saying, "clear signs that y/n lives a lonely life."

you scoff hearing that and roll your eyes, but you know it's true.

-

waiting for the bus, you watch as Hwiyoung leans against his huge, obnoxious motorcycle. he runs his fingers through his hair, holding his helmet with his free hand. you just know he knows people are watching and loves it. some pretty girl walks up to his and he hugs her in a way that suggests something more than friends... although, many of the people in his life are more than friends.

"Hwiyoung sleeps around with everyone, doesn't he?" you overhear someone also waiting for the bus saying.

"that's the 5th girl i've seen him with this week, and it's only Tuesday."

you shake your head, and right as you do, Hwiyoung meets your eyes. maybe you're imagining things, but you can swear he's looking at you when he throws you that smirk before riding off with that girl holding onto him.

-

hugging your pillow tightly, you fight back tears as another episode of your favourite k-drama ends. the two leads end this episode with a passionate kiss, and you squeeze your pillow.

when will that ever happen to me, you think, frowning.

your phone vibrates and you check who messaged you. it's your friend, sending you photos of them on a date with their s/o yet again. you groan at the horrible timing and let your body fall backwards onto your bed.

for some reason, Hwiyoung comes to mind. he must be having so much fun with that girl right now, you think.

to lighten your sour mood, you reach into your fridge for some drinks and start blasting some of your favourite happy songs. dancing the night away in the dark of your apartment, lit only by a few candles and your TV screen, you feel drunk as time passes.

luckily, you're on your own, so you won't make any mistakes, right?

hm, i wonder what Hwiyoung is up to, your drunken mind thinks. your drunken mind also tells you that it would be a great idea to text him right now.

HWiyoung! whats uo ?

y/n? why are you messaging me?

ok ridue. your're so mean

what's ridue? is everything okay?

okay? hah! since when have htings every been okay?

life sucks ! i';m so lovey nnnn i'im so loneoly,,,, i'm oloveby

okay, i have no clue what you're saying right now.

your phone slips out of your hands as it starts to ring, and you bend over to pick it up. Hwiyoung's calling, and you don't hesitate even for a moment before answering.

"y/n, can you tell me why you're messaging me like that?" he asks. "i'm busy right now, you know."

"yeah, with that bitch?" you spit out.

"what bitch? i guess you're right, cause i'm talking to a bitch on the phone right now, huh."

"fuck you!"

there's a moment of silence as Hwiyoung seems to realize what's happening.

"are you drunk right now, y/n?"

"drunk? what's that? krunk? hahaha!" you slur, falling onto your bed.

"listen, i don't know why you messaged me when you're drunk, but contact someone else to come help you out, okay?" Hwiyoung says before hanging up.

your phone falls to the ground again as you shut your eyes, falling asleep.

-

bzzzz. bzzzzz. bzzzzzzzzzzzz--

"y/n! wake up!" your friend screams into your ear when you finally answer his call.

"hm?"

"class is starting and attendance is mandatory, remember? we're watching our classmates present, today!" Taeyang tells you.

"oh, fuck!" you shriek, sitting up... but a splitting headache forces you back down onto the bed.

"you better come here in five minutes, or you'll lose a huge chunk of your grade," Taeyang says before hanging up.

he sounds just like a professor, you think to yourself.

for the sake of these free attendance marks, you manage to throw some clothes on, chug some water and fill your water bottle before leaving. you just know you look like a mess, but you couldn't care less right now.

you make it just in time, hobbling over to where Taeyang has saved a seat for you in the back.

"why do you look so... god, you smell like alcohol!" Taeyang whines.

"shut up," you groan, drinking from your water bottle.

"so you were drunk last night, huh y/n?" Hwiyoung asks, walking behind you to find a seat.

you ignore him and he smirks, continuing to walk past you.

"what the hell was that?" Taeyang asks.

"i don't know... all i know is that i need to find myself an s/o, 'cause i'm going insane."

Taeyang shakes his head at you.

"i have no clue what you're on about, and i don't even want to know."

-

that night, you're drinking again. this time, you're not drunk, sticking to only one can and something that has low alcohol content. it helps you think more clearly, and you wonder about what the solution to your lonely problem could be.

some people are fine with being single, but it's not that way for you. people make fun of you for it and it drives you insane, it's damaging your mental health and your grades are plummeting because of it. it may sound dramatic, but it seems like you can't do anything until you get an s/o.

why can't you get an s/o?

it has nothing to do with looks, nor personality. is it... your lack of experience? your lack of skill? but how can you gain any of those things without an s/o in the first place...

you gently pat your head, urging it to find an idea.

oh! Hwiyoung! Hwiyoung is the answer! as a notorious player, teaching you how to do something like kissing for example won't be a big deal, right? it's not like he's devoted to any one s/o... he's always sleeping around with anyone, so maybe you could turn yourself into one of those people to gain the experience you need to date?

your logic is a little insane, but it seems to work. with the alcohol in your system providing you with all the confidence you need, you send a message to Hwiyoung before shutting off your phone and heading off to bed, satisfied with yourself.

hey, Hwiyoung! firstly i'm sorry for drunk-texting you. i actually have a favour to ask. this is super absurd... i don't think i can even say it through text. could you come to my apartment tomorrow, saturday afternoon, so i can explain? my address is ________

-

the next morning, you wake up to the sun hitting your face. you sit up and stretch, checking your phone to see who texted you. there's a messaging from Hwiyoung saying he'll be there at 3.

huh? there's a message from Hwiyoung?!

you type out a message to say you've changed your mind, then delete it. it just wouldn't make sense for you to back out without even having told Hwiyoung what all of this was about.

you could always lie when he gets here and make up some other favour... but it just wouldn't make sense.

you're caught in a strange place and all you can do is wash up, eat breakfast and at least try to study before Hwiyoung gets there.

-

[a/n]: joker by big naughty fits this part really well and i just can't explain why.. it's like the soundtrack

the doorbell to your apartment rings and you jump off your desk, racing to open the door. you take a few deep breaths first, straighten your shirt and then enter.

"hi, y/n..." Hwiyoung says in a deep voice. he opts for awkwardly waving at you rather than hugging or shaking your hand, since he doesn't know you all too well.

he looks around your apartment right away when he steps inside and removes his shoes. this is all so y/n, even though i don't even know them that well, he thinks to himself.

"so what's the favour, princess?" he asks, sitting on your couch.

your ears twitch at the sudden pet name.

"well... why don't i grab you a drink first. do you want tea? coffee?" you ask, just trying to avoid the inevitable.

"coffee should do it," he says, leaning back.

you can't help but admire how good he looks as you make the coffee. his hair is slightly wet and very curly, sticking to his forehead because of the rain outside. his tight, black jeans don't miss a single curve of his legs, and the black leather jacket that he wears over his white t-shirt shines under the ceiling lights.

you suck in a breath and look away, returning to the coffee packets and mugs in your hands.

"here you go," you say, finally handing him a mug.

he thanks you and blows over the drink before taking a sip.

"now will you tell me what i'm here for?" Hwiyoung asks, eyeing you.

you scratch the back of your head, nervous but ready to just get it over with.

"yeah, so... i need you to teach me something. i'm not sure who else i can ask."

Hwiyoung raises an eyebrow at you, clearly intrigued.

you clear your throat and sit up straight, heart racing in your chest. hey, if this gets weird or he doesn't agree, you can just move on and avoid him for the rest of your life!

it won't be that easy, though.

you squeeze your eyes tightly shut.

"i need you to teach me... how to kiss," you mumble, hoping he heard you.

"how to kiss?" he repeats but louder.

you nod, avoiding his eyes, and he smirks at you.

"well where did you get that filthy idea from, princess? are you just tryna get in bed with me?" he asks, the tone of his voice low.

"no! no, i swear no! this is genuinely just.. kissing and nothing else!" you clarify.

he cocks his head to one side, still smirking at you.

"well, what's in it for me?"

you bite your lip. you hadn't thought that far...

"my grades are suffering. if you could help me with that, i'd appreciate it," Hwiyoung offers.

"tutoring? sure, i can definitely tutor you!" you agree.

Hwiyoung nods.

"are we starting right away today, or?" he asks.

your heart races at the thought, and you stay silent.

"okay, looks like you need some time. what day, when and where am i meeting you?" Hwiyoung asks.

"Same time, same place, same day of the week as today," you say.

He nods again, standing up to leave.

"sounds great. i'll see myself out, then, princess."

Hwiyoung leaves, his half empty coffee cup still steaming on the coffee table. you're left wondering how this all ended up working out.

-

exactly a week later, you're just the same. peacefully studying at your desk, or trying to, when the doorbell rings and you jump up to open the door. Hwiyoung looks the same, too. his hair still long and curled, his clothes still black leather jacket on white tee over black skinny jeans.

"am i teaching you first or are you teaching me first?" he asks, setting down his bag.

"i think it would be better for my anxiety if you taught me first," you say, knowing you wouldn't be able to focus on tutoring if you knew that Hwiyoung would be kissing you just moments later.

"okay.. are you fine with sitting on the couch?" Hwiyoung asks.

you nod, and the two of you sit beside each other. there's a huge gap between the two of you, and Hwiyoung chuckles.

"come closer. i can't just kiss the air, princess," he points out.

you shuffle forward 'til you're close enough.

"okay... so what exactly am i teaching you? the types of kisses? how to kiss?" Hwiyoung asks.

"how... to kiss," you mumble.

"okay, princess. so, have you kissed before?" Hwiyoung asks.

you shake your head, no, and he grins as you hang your head low.

"so i'll be your first kiss? is that... okay?"

you look up at him, a little shocked that someone like him is concerned about someone like that. nonetheless, you nod, yes.

"okay, well, when you kiss... you can't just go straight in, or your noses will hit each other's and that'll suck. you have to go in with your head tilted, like this."

naturally, Hwiyoung's hand reaches up to hold the back of your head. he draws close, tilting his head to demonstrate. his lips are just centimetres away from yours, but he doesn't let them touch. you let out a huge breath of air after he moves away. your heart was racing and he hadn't even kissed you, yet! so what would a kiss with Hwiyoung be like then?

"S-so... did you get that?" Hwiyoung falters, clearing his throat and hoping he won't stutter again.

something was off about that... something was off when he leaned in. immediately, he felt his face getting red and his heart hammering in his chest. that stuff never happens to him. maybe it's 'cause he's being put on the spot and asked to teach how to kiss?

"yeah, i got it," you mutter, nodding along.

"it's also helpful to do stuff with your hand. you noticed how i was holding the back of your head, right? stuff like that makes it better and more... enjoyable?"

"so i should hold the back of your head, too?" you shyly ask.

"only, if you want, princess. you can also hold the person's face or cheek or whatever, like this--"

Hwiyoung large, warm hand cups your left cheek. his thumb swipes back and forth over your face.

"doing something like this is good, t-too," Hwiyoung stutters yet again, blown away by how the contact of his hand and your soft face is making his heart race again.

he carefully pulls away, weirded out by his own emotions.

"what else?" you ask, eager to know more.

"uh... well some people also like to run their fingers through the other person's hair... or have their arms around the other person's shoulders, waist or neck. sometimes rubbing their back, sides... it's all up to you. i think it'll just come naturally to you in the moment when you figure it out, princess," Hwiyoung explains.

you nod, pressing your lips together.

"i'll try actually kissing you this time, if that's okay," Hwiyoung says.

you slowly nod.

"just close your eyes and try to follow me, okay? it's okay if it's messy or weird. you'll figure it out with time."

for some reason, Hwiyoung feels the need to be gentle with you. that's why he keeps clarifying, asking if you're okay, and taking things so slowly.

he holds your face in both hands and leans in... then he stops and lets out a laugh.

"close your eyes, princess. it's so much easier that way. and there's no need to pucker your lips like that."

you feel super embarrassed but do as he says, and this time, Hwiyoung properly closes the gap between the two of you.

his lips feel soft and magical on top of yours. your hands, which are at your sides, ball into fists as butterflies rage within you. so this is what it must feel like, you realize.

Hwiyoung finds himself stroking your cheeks with his thumbs as his lips are still pressed to yours. it's a completely unconscious gesture, and so is him gently tilting your head back to deepen the kiss. he feels your lips part as you let out a gasp, and he wastes no time in entering with his tongue, exploring the inside of your mouth.

he pulls back to chew on your bottom lip slightly before he realizes that he's completely gone overboard and he should probably stop, now. so, he slowly pulls away, your face still in his hands until he lets go.

the way you're glowing makes his heart race even faster, and so does the way your eyelids slowly flutter open.

"i-i'm really sorry, i went overboard--" Hwiyoung starts.

"is that what it's like?" you ask.

"hm?"

"is that what... kissing is like?"

"uh... yeah?"

you burst into a smile, touching your lips with your fingers. Hwiyoung's face becomes a mirror of yours, a smiling mess.

"i-i think it's best we stop here for the day, princess. can you tutor me now, instead?" Hwiyoung asks.

you nod, telling him you'll grab your notes from your room and will be back. in the meantime, Hwiyoung shakily reaches for his own things. he feels so weird... his heart has not stopped pounding and he wonders if it's some kind of health problem. his face and ears feel hot. he tries to remember if this has ever happened before with any of the other people he's been with... but no. perhaps it's just your shyness rubbing off on him!

when you come back, you help him go over the most important things: the units that will be on the upcoming tests. you kindly explain and re-explain anything that Hwiyoung doesn't understand, help him go through some practice problems, and even help him make a test review.

hours pass with the two of you studying like that, until you notice your living room has gone dark. the sun has set!

"oh... i should probably get going," Hwiyoung says, starting to pack up.

"but you didn't even eat anything! i'm so sorry--"

"no, it's okay, princess. you can feed me next time, okay? i'll be off," Hwiyoung says, standing up and quickly walking to your door.

you watch him open it and step out, closing it behind him.

-

during the week, at your classes, you and Hwiyoung act like strangers. it's only on those saturday afternoons that the two of you get intimate.

on another one of those afternoons, you're tugging at Hwiyoung's hair as he kisses you deeply. he lets out a moan right into your mouth before he breathlessly pulls away.

"princess, that... had no right to feel that good," he says, stroking his own hair and wondering why he felt so good when you pulled on it.

"that means i'm doing a good job, right?" you ask, smiling brightly.

"y-yeah."

"well let's move to the homework i gave you last week so i can see if you're doing a good job, too," you say.

Hwiyoung pouts slightly but still pulls out his work. you sit close to him as you explain, and he can't help but stare at your side profile as you talk.

"Hwiyoung? are you daydreaming again? i asked if you could explain how you got to this answer."

"a-ah, yeah..."

after another hour of tutoring him, Hwiyoung leaves your apartment. his legs feel weak as he walks towards the elevator. reaching for his chest, he feels his heart racing yet again. this really isn't good.

he pulls out his phone and asks to meet with an old friend of his.

-

"wait so... this person you didn't care for at all asked you to teach them how to kiss, and now you're catching feelings?!" Chani clarifies.

Hwiyoung puts down his glass, hard, onto the bar counter.

"no, i'm not catching feelings! i'm telling you i'm getting heart problems whenever i go there, and it's been getting worse," Hwiyoung explains.

"have you ever caught feelings before?" Chani asks his friend.

Hwiyoung blinks back in response, staying silent.

"exactly, so of course you wouldn't know that this is what it's like to catch feelings."

"no... it can't be. right?" Hwiyoung asks, taking a long sip of his drink.

"it definitely is. and you're telling me you're always sad when you have to stop kissing them, that every move they make drives you insane, even though they don't kiss you well. man, if that isn't catching feelings, then i don't know what is!"

"i don't know anything about them, though. i only see them on those saturday afternoons," Hwiyoung says.

"do you want to know more about them?"

"yeah," Hwiyoung mindlessly mutters.

"well, there you have it. you're literally whipped!"

"huh? wait, no--"

"just accept it, Hwiyoung. accept it and go learn more about them, already. i've been worried about you. you always fuck people without feeling a thing but pleasure. you've never cared for anyone except for your friends, and even then, all your friendships are fake except ours."

Hwiyoung tightly holds the glass in his hand. Chani's right, but it hurts.

"quit being a coward, okay? just see where your feelings take you!"

-

sat in your lecture hall, you scramble to copy Taeyang's notes. he watches over you, shaking his head.

"i can't believe you went to a party again this saturday and didn't get to do your work. firstly, you went without me, secondly, how do you keep going every single saturday?" he asks.

you tell him to shut up so you can finish writing, until a tall body approaches you, towering over you. when you look up, you meet eyes with Hwiyoung, who has a nervous expression on his face.

"hi, y/n. is the spot next to you taken?" he asks.

"yeah it--" Taeyang starts, but you cut him off.

"no! you can sit, if you'd like," you say.

Hwiyoung thanks you in a low voice and takes a seat, pulling out his stuff to start studying.

"wow, Hwiyoung is actually prepared for class? Shocking." Taeyang remarks.

"actually y/n has been tutoring--" Hwiyoung starts. you quickly cover his mouth with your hand.

"Hwiyoung's just changed, i guess!" you say, panicked.

Taeyang throws you a weird look, but doesn't question things any further. you move your hand away and mumble an apology to Hwiyoung, who just smirks at you.

once class starts, the three of you are silent as you focus on the lecture. Hwiyoung doesn't make a ruckus anymore, and you feel proud to see he's actually started to change after you began tutoring him.

"hey... wanna go to a place you like to grab some food?" Hwiyoung asks you once the lecture ends.

you don't know why he's suddenly attempting to befriend you, but you can't say no to him, either. Taeyang has to rush off to his next class, and you tell him you'll fill him in on things later. he throws you a wink before he leaves, and you yell at him to stop being so annoying.

"have fun getting laid," he whispers in your ear before running off.

Hwiyoung watches your interaction with Taeyang while smiling wildly. so this is how you treat your loved ones? this is how you joke around with your friends? why is his heart fluttering ?!

"let's go! i know a good off-campus place that's nearby," you declare.

you don't realize it, but a lot of people are watching you and Hwiyoung. some of them even try to take stealthy photos, too. Hwiyoung is used to this, but he doesn't want you to get hurt by the rumours that they'll probably be spreading.

he takes off his leather jacket and throws it on your head.

when you question him for that, he just says, "keep it on, princess. a lot of people are watching, and i don't want you to get hurt by any rumours they could spread about you."

you wear it like one of those runaways in a historical kdrama, who wears a robe over their head to hide themselves.

"should we just run?" you ask Hwiyoung, looking up at him.

he smiles slightly and nods. you don't even think about it when you reach for his hand and start to run, pulling him along with you. everyone on campus wonders who the daring person is that is pulling Hwiyoung along with intertwined fingers, and why and how you're making him smile so hard.

neither of you notice the stares anymore, though. even Hwiyoung is entirely fixated on you and the way you breathlessly laugh as you try to run to the place you were headed.

once you finally make it there and pull open the door, the two of you shake yourselves off and walk inside, still laughing. Hwiyoung then takes in the place you brought him too, trying to remember every detail.

the two of you talk over food as if you're normal friends, not strangers who would meet once a week to do each other favours. Hwiyoung asks you a lot of questions and the conversation never runs dry. he nods and listens carefully each time you answer, and you can imagine him jotting down your answers--that's how earnestly he listens to you.

you start to see him in a new light. not as the popular jerk of your campus anymore,, but as someone you maybe actually care for? and want to spend time with? yet you can't help but worry about if he even feels the same way at all.

by the time the two of you leave, it's dark outside. Hwiyoung offers to walk you home, but you say it's all good.

"call me when you get home at least, okay?" he asks as you walk further away.

you nod, but then wonder why he asked you to call and not text. still, you end up calling him, and your phone call with him lasts way past midnight.

he listens to you fall asleep, your answers turning into hums until all he hears are your soft breaths.

"sleep well, y/n," he says before hanging up.

-

Hwiyoung spends more time with you from that day on, and Taeyang is very suspicious. he notes the way Hwiyoung looks at you with genuine care and adoration, not the empty lust he'd usually look at people with.

"y/n... i think Hwiyoung likes you," Taeyang tells you one day in the library.

"what?!" you exclaim, almost dropping your bag that you had just picked up.

"he looks at you... in a certain way... like he loves you."

you shake your head at Taeyang, but secretly wonder if his words could hold any truth to them.

"hey, y/n! and Taeyang!" Hwiyoung greets you both.

Taeyang raises an eyebrow at you, probably trying to point out how Hwiyoung said your name first.

"ready to go?" Hwiyoung asks, and you both nod.

he had texted you saying he wants to take you both somewhere and that it's a surprise. you feel suspicious about all this, but you find it hard to say no to Hwiyoung.

you walk in between the two boys, listening to Taeyang's complaints about a professor for one of your classes. Hwiyoung slips his hand into yours, taking your hand with his into his pocket. when you look up at him, he simply smiles while looking at the ground.

butterflies rage within you and you furrow your eyebrows together, trying to get it to stop.

"everything okay, y/n?" Taeyang asks.

"y-yeah," you stutter in response.

Taeyang continues talking, Hwiyoung continues stealing glances at you while he holds your hand, and you continue trying to get the heart fluttering feeling in your stomach to stop.

"where are you taking us, Hwiyoung?" Taeyang asks.

Hwiyoung smirks, then says, "don't kill me, but i'm taking you to a party. a lot of my old friends are there, and honestly i'm just a bit sick of them. i'd rather hang around with you two..."

"well then you could've ditched the party and we couldv'e went elsewhere?" Taeyang points out.

Hwiyoung shakes his head and says, "no, they'll kill me if i don't show up. you'll do me this one favour, right?"

Hwiyoung starts rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb, and you feel electricity all over your arm. your breath hitches in your throat and you can't think clearly.

"well... if y/n's okay with it," Taeyang says.

Hwiyoung looks at you with an expression that you can't resist... and that's how you end up at a loud house party. it's not a place you'd usually be at.

Taeyang gets drunk just 20 minutes in and joins the people who are dancing in the livingroom, leaving you and Hwiyoung to yourselves. Hwiyoung keeps you close, your arms looped. you, on the other hand, keep a close eye on Taeyang.

"are you worried about him?" Hwiyoung asks, concern on his face.

you nod, and Hwiyoung calls over one of his friends.

"Chani! can you do me a favour? can you keep an eye on that boy right there?"

Hwiyoung's friend, Chani, rolls his eyes but walks over to the livingroom, taking over the dj booth and watching over Taeyang.

"is that okay?" Hwiyoung asks.

you nod, but still feel slightly uneasy.

"are you okay?" Hwiyoung asks, pulling you closer.

you don't know how to respond. you're not sure if it's because you're pressed this close to Hwiyoung that you feel so warm or because it's so packed in this house.

Hwiyoung's lips curl into a tight smile.

"i'll just say hi to a few more people and then we can leave, okay? they'll be too drunk to even notice we're gone," Hwiyoung says.

you pout at him but still follow his lead as he introduces you to people that you doubt you'll ever remember later. his introductions lead you to a bedroom where a few people are talking.

"your s/o?" someone asks Hwiyoung, looking at you.

he smiles in response but doesn't say anything. it makes you feel uneasy.

"well, we're off for some more drinks. you can have this room to yourselves," Hwiyoung's friend says before the group of people leave.

you and Hwiyoung are left alone in that room, all to yourselves.

"well... we should leave, now," Hwiyoung says, moving towards the door.

yet something within you makes you stop him. you reach out to pull on his sleeve.

"Hwiyoung... i need to make something clear," you say, "what are we? what's going on with us? we stopped meeting on weekends to... do whatever we were doing before and now we're acting like friends... but suddenly you take hold of my hand like it's nothing?"

you feel relieved getting all of this off your chest. it's all been like an itch, bothering you in the most lowkey of ways but eventually making you lose your cool.

"we.. can be whatever you want us to be, princess," Hwiyoung says in a low voice, taking your hand in his.

"but what do you want us to be?"

"i don't know. i'm not fond of labels and i don't really get them, but i just want to be close to you, princess. i want to listen to you, be here for you and have you at my side at all times."

you blink at him as he speaks, and he smiles.

"i want this, too," he says before he suddenly presses his lips to yours.

as if you've been yearning for this, your instincts immediately take over. your mouth knows to follow his lead, your hands know to gently pull on and stroke Hwiyoung's hair, and you still feel just as many butterflies as you always have.

you pull away for a second to catch your breath, and you meet Hwiyoung's eyes. like Taeyang told you, there's something different about them. they sparkle and you can see yourself inside them.

you're about to lean in again, but Hwiyoung gently stops you.

"i'm scared i'll take things too far, so let's stop here, princess" he almost whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead before guiding you out of the room.

you feel dazed as he guides you out, calling a drunk Taeyang over and helping him walk as the three of you head back to campus to part ways. all you can think about is how you know exactly what you and Hwiyoung are, but at the same time, you know nothing at all.

with Taeyang safely home, Hwiyoung walks you home, and it's then that you muster up the courage again to clarify things once more.

"Hwiyoung... do you... like me?" you ask.

he takes a hand out of the pocket of his jeans and uses it to grab hold of one of yours.

"i guess so," he says.

his lack of confidence makes you uneasy, yet again.

"does this mean we're lovers?" you ask.

"do you want us to be?" Hwiyoung asks back, looking at you.

you nod, yes, and he smiles, patting your head.

"then we're lovers, 'til death do us part," Hwiyoung says, dramatically.

both of your laughs fill up the night and Hwiyoung swings his arm in yours, pulling you closer.

well, this isn't the happy ending you'd imagined. your first 'relationship' isn't even a proper relationship at all, but you've still got someone to love and be loved by, right?

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[twisted-tales-of-all]

Excitement Leads to Anxiety

Long-term-boyfriend!sub!Hwiyoung x (Gender-Ambiguous) Dom!Reader

Summary: After touring overseas, your boyfriend finally returns to your arms. Things quickly get hot and heavy, but they stop almost as quickly as they start, making your boyfriend anxious. 

This is part of a collaboration called The Intimacy Project, which deals with the fact that the imperfections of intimacy makes it much more, well, intimate. I highly encourage checking out the Directory for the project to find other amazing works that deal with topics involving the imperfect side of intimacy!

Word Count: 2.1k

Contains: sub!idol aspects, smut (strip tease, blowjob, etc), anxieties/insecurities, a little bit of crack, mostly fluff tho

A/N: woah, a new post??? WILD. Sorry I’ve been gone so long. I will slowly but surely be finishing up the four stories I’ve promised you all. This is the first of my two pieces for the Intimacy Project! Hope you enjoy!

Your boyfriend texted you the moment the plane landed. The message was quickly followed by Zuho messaging you a picture of your boyfriend smiling like crazy at his phone. You giggled at his adorable excitement before saving the secret picture and messaging your boyfriend that he'd be showered with kisses the moment he steps in the door.

[Bebi♡]: Please do!! I miss you so much.

After that message, he must be busy gathering his luggage and making his way to your place because you only hear from him again when you hear someone successfully enter the code to enter your apartment.

You jump up from your position on the couch to satisfy your promise. As he sets his suitcase by the entrance and turns to close the door behind him, you hug him tightly from behind, leaving soft kisses on his nape. As he turns around in your arms, trying to face you, you keep placing kisses on any revealed skin you see. Upon seeing his smiling face, you kiss both cheeks before locking your lips with his. His arms find their way around your waist while yours stay wrapped tightly around his as if worried he will be pulled away from you once again.

As the simple welcome-home kisses turn into a full make-out session, you lead your boyfriend to the nearby couch. You sit down first, momentarily breaking the kiss, but he quickly straddles your lap, draping his arms over your shoulders and continuing the kiss. You smirk into the kiss, finally recognizing his desperation when he begins grinding against your thigh.

You lightly pull on his hair to reveal his now-pouting face, teasing, "Babe, you seem really needy. Should I help you?"

"Please. I missed your touch so much." He begs, trying to nod despite your steady grip on his hair.

As you let go, you tell him to strip for you. He quickly stands up, pulling his t-shirt over his head without hesitation. You can't help but laugh as you tell him to slow down so you can savor the sight since you haven't seen it in months. A blush covers his face, but he listens well, unbuttoning his jeans and slowly sliding them down his legs. You jokingly tell him to spin around, but, with the anticipation building inside him, the comment clearly doesn't register as a joke to him, as he embarrassingly turns in place, his hands covering his face the whole time.

"You're adorable." You coo, reaching out to remove his hands from his face, "Now, sweetheart, will you finish stripping, or are you too embarrassed? Do I need to do it?"

He shakes his head as his hands fly to the waistband of his underwear. His movements stop momentarily as he remembers that he shouldn't rush. After taking a breath to stabilize himself, he slowly pulls down the band, his half-hardened member bouncing out once the material is removed. As the final article of clothing drops to his feet, you move forward and reach around him to squeeze his butt and use it to pull him closer to you. He steps forward, and you catch him off-guard as you take his penis into your mouth without warning. The high-pitched noise he makes as a result echoes in the otherwise silent room.

Following his desperation, you start sucking hard, moving your head fast without warming him up. After a minute or so, his legs begin to shake, and his moans turn into curses. Before he can even warn you, his cum coats your throat, making you choke a bit before regaining composure and swallowing the liquid. He quickly takes a step back, stumbling over his words as he apologizes for cumming so early and without any warning. You stand up and quickly pull him into your arms as you see his eyes begin to water.

You coax him to sit back down, and he instantly hides his face in your shoulder, his repeated apologies now muffled. You pet his back, insisting that it's okay. You feel his tears through the thin fabric, which leaves a dull pain in your chest to witness, and you know he needs to calm down from the initial shock before you can convince him that you don't mind the situation. You hold him close and continue rubbing his back and petting his hair until he lifts his head.

"I'm so sorry. This isn't how I wanted to spend the first day back. I'll make it up to you." He declares in between sniffles.

You place your hand under his chin and kiss his forehead before insisting, "Babe, it's okay. I really don't mind at all. You got excited, that's all. It's normal."

"But-"

"No, Youngkyun. But nothing. We have as much time as we want to screw around whenever we're together." You use your thumb to wipe away the remaining tears on his cheeks as you continue, "This way, we can enjoy other things together today. We can cuddle, watch something, play some games, blast music so we can dance like weirdos - literally anything. No matter what, I'm going to enjoy it because it means I'm spending time with you."

He shines a small smile through puffy eyes before asking if he can get some water. You tell him to think of what he wants to do while you get some for him. You wiggle your way off the couch and head to the kitchen, getting water for you both. As you return to the living room, you find your boyfriend sitting on the floor, in front of the cabinet, looking at your small collection of physical copies of games, movies, and albums. You set the glasses on the coffee table before asking if he's chosen something to do.

"Kind of. I'm just narrowing things down at this point. Gimme a number, one through ten."

"Uh... six?"

"Cool." He pulls out an album and inserts the CD into the player, "Guess we'll listen to some k-pop this time."

You stifle a laugh as you realize which activity he chose from the list of examples you gave him. As he hits play and holds out his hand, you can't help your laughter when you hear his own group play from the speakers. "I see I was given the illusion of choice."

"No, even numbers got you this while odd numbers would've given you one of your non-k-pop albums. You just chose the proper option."

You roll your eyes as you take his hand and pull him in close. He stumbles over his feet, not expecting you to flip the script by bringing him towards you. The tall boy basically falls into you, his face hitting your chest. He looks up at you, clearly embarrassed, so you wink up at him to throw him even more off-guard. You see the blush cover his face and ears before he tries to cover his embarrassment by standing up straight again and beginning to dance to the song. Since his reaction was so cute, you decide to let it go without comment and join in, dancing poorly on purpose to make him laugh.

The action succeeds, and you both purposely dance poorly while laughing at one another until you exhaust your energy and throw yourself onto the couch. He straddles your lap, nuzzling his nose into your neck as you both catch your breath. The music fades into the background as you focus on the sweet boy cuddling into you, concentrating on hearing his heartbeat and breathing.

You soon realize that Hwiyoung is falling asleep on you. You tap his back and gently tell him that the two of you should head to bed rather than risk falling asleep in an uncomfortable position on the couch. Slowly, he gets up and helps you up as well. Holding his hand, you lead him to the bedroom, letting him get underneath the blankets first. He holds his arms open wide, whining about not cuddling you soon enough and hoping you'll fill the empty spot in his grasp.

You undress before joining, but when you do join him, he instantly wraps his arms around you, pulling you tightly into his chest. The room is mostly silent for a while, so you begin dozing off. However, you hear him softly call your name, checking whether you're still awake. You mumble a response to let him know you aren't yet asleep, willing to listen to whatever he has to say, especially since he usually falls asleep before you.

As he squeezes you tightly, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice, he quietly asks, "Is it really okay that I came so quick earlier?"

"Did you have fun dancing with me after?"

"Mhm."

"Then yes, it's totally okay. As long as the time we spend together is enjoyable for both of us, I don't care what we do. Sex isn't that important to me, babe.

Your happiness and my own happiness both come first."

"I'm just... I just feel really bad about it. It was so quick and you didn't get to enjoy anything. I didn't even help you at all."

"I will continue to reassure you that it was completely okay for however long you need me to. It really is okay. We still had a great time today. Plus, who said I didn't enjoy it? Teasing you like earlier is extremely fun for me." You wiggle an arm out from between the two of you to wrap it around him and hug him close.

After a short sound of embarrassment, he mumbles, "I'll still make up for it." The drowsiness in his voice fades out his words as he drifts out of consciousness.

You smile at the thought of him being comforted enough to fall asleep mid-conversation before allowing your body to relax and fall asleep as well.

When you wake up in the morning, your partner isn't there with you. You look around, wondering if you simply dreamed of him coming home yesterday until you recognize the faint sound of the water flowing in the shower. You close your eyes and stay in bed until Hwiyoung returns. Hearing him scoff to himself about you still being asleep, you respond without moving, and you hear him jump at the sound of your voice.

"Who said I was asleep, meanie?"

"God, Y/N! Don't scare me like that!"

You break out into a loud laugh, one that only grows when he tells you that it wasn't funny. Soon enough, the contagious laugh reaches him. You both laugh until you're out of breath, him ending up on the floor.

As you sit up and look over the edge of the bed to see the panting boy looking up at you from his position, you smile, "You're so cute."

"Says the cute one." He spits back without hesitation - as per usual - and sits up, patting your head as it hangs over the edge, "Should I make some breakfast for us?"

"Are you going to burn down my kitchen by trying? Just stay with me a bit more, please." You hold your arms open wide, gesturing him to come to lay in bed with you again.

As he gets off the ground and finds his way into a comfortable position in your arms, he speaks under his breath, "God, I love you."

"I love you, too, baby."

"Thank you for accepting me no matter what. Even after what happened yesterday. I'm going to pamper you all day today because of that. Whatever you want, I'll do it."

You giggle, knowing he's being way too serious, so you decide to play with him a bit, "So, if I asked you to put on a dress and let me do your makeup, you would?"

"Ye- Wait... Babe, please don't make me do that."

"I won't. It's just funny since you don't have to make it up to me at all. But if this will help you feel better, I'm not going to stop you. I just want you to understand that finishing early is normal. The reverse is true as well. I might end up without the energy to keep going some nights, or I might get too excited and finish quickly, too. It's all normal."

"Okay, babe, but I'm still gonna be under your control today. Anything you want, I'll do it."

"Under my control?" Your lips curl up into a smirk as your brain begins to imagine all the things you could have your boyfriend do if he would obey your every word, but you decide you'd rather just enjoy your time with him, "So we can cuddle all day, right?"

"That's it? That's all you want?"

"Youngkyun, I didn't have you with me for months. It'll happen again the next time you guys go on tour. I just want to enjoy the time I have with you. So just relax with me for a bit, okay?"

He nods as you both snuggle into each other, basking in the presence of one another.

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[whale-minmin]

mornings | kim hwiyoung

Genre : fluffy fluff, slight crack

Word Count : 710

A/N : i guess the guys teasing may be considered a bit suggestive? nothing nsfw though i promise, this is one of my favorite requests ever <3

Request : could you please do sf9 shirtless!hwiyoung please? the members teasing you in the morning after (seeing you wearing his oversized sweater). when hwiyoung came out of the room, he back hugging you and peppering you kisses and the members rolled their eyes. maybe something like that idk. thank you before, love all of your works💙

Birds singing, the wind gently brushing against your skin, the sun happily shining through the big windows, Hwiyoung's soft snoring. 

It was morning, your eyes squinting as you gazed out the window. You didn't want to get out at all, you just wanted to stay in bed and sleep all day.

You rubbed your eyes lazily and sat up, looking over at Hwiyoung's sleeping form. His arm was wrapped around you in a caring manner, making you smile. You decided not to wake him up, quietly wiggling out of his grasp and getting out of bed to not disturb his rest. He looked way too handsome and peaceful to be woken up.

Hwiyoung's sweater was way too big for you, covering your knees. You wished that the others won't be up yet, or the teasing would never stop.

You took your phone and quickly replied to a few texts before putting on your flip-flops and stretching a few times. It was a pretty warm and nice spring morning, you always loved the calm and peace when you woke up.

You quietly left the room, going to the bathroom first to wash up then to the living room. Oh, how unlucky you were. The eight guys were sitting on the sofas, chatting loudly. You slowly backed off, praying for them not to notice you. "Oh, morning, Y/N!" Inseong smiled, waving to you. Oh god.

"..Morning" You replied, laying against the wall and yawning as you adjusted the sweater. You heard teasing whistles, sighing mentally. "Well, well, Y/N-" Jaeyoon wiggled his eyebrows. 

"..No." You groaned, but it was already too late, all eyes fixed on you and the guys quietly giggling.

You knew this was not going to be good. "Just so you know, we don't want to be grandparents yet" Dawon chuckled, making your cheeks turn red. "We didn-"

"Good morning." Hwiyoung entered the living room, completely shirtless. Oh, just great. The whistles got louder as Hwiyoung glared daggers at them, ruffling his hair which at the moment looked like it could be an excellent bird nest. 

"Kids grow up so fast" Youngbin sighed dramatically, wiping a nonexistent tear from the corner of his eye. Hwiyoung scoffed and hugged you from the back, peppering you in soft kisses. The members rolled their eyes and turned away, scrunching their faces in slight disgust.

"Ew. Don't look, Chanhee" Rowoon covered Chani's eyes, making the youngest groan out. "Mind you, there are kids here, Hwi" He reminded teasingly, cocking a brow at the two of you.

Hwiyoung ignored the male and continued to kiss you all over, stopping at your nose. He fixed your hair, lovingly caressing your cheek. You wondered everyday what you did in your past life to deserve him. "Pancakes?" He asked, sweetly booping your nose and smiling. You nod, Hwiyoung about to enter the kitchen but Taeyang quickly stops him. 

"You will not be causing a fire in my kitchen for the fourth time, Mr.Kim" Hwiyoung scoffed, sitting on the sofa and making a place for you on his lap. Taeyang went to make pancakes for you and Hwiyoung as you cuddled with him, throwing a fuzzy blanket over both of you to cover his chest. 

Soon Taeyang returned with the pancakes, giving you and Hwiyoung a plate with the delicious breakfast. "Thank you, Tae" You hummed, Taeyang nodding and slumping on the sofa beside Zuho. 

"You look comfy, but, uh.." Dawon scratched the back of his head, not sure if he should be telling you about it or not. You turned your head to him, frowning. "You're running a little bit very late to work" You gasped and shot up, running to change. You completely forgot about work, the morning was just too perfect. 

 "Can't you skip work?" Hwiyoung whined lazily, back-hugging you. "I wish" You stood on your tippy toes to peck his lips, putting on your shoes. "We'll cuddle when I get home" He nodded, kissing you and helping you get ready. 

"Promise?" You could swear that Hwiyoung was a teddy bear locked in a grown man's body. "Promise, you can prepare movies and snacks" You hugged him and said your goodbyes to the rest of the guys.

Mornings with Hwiyoung are always perfect.

a/n : thank you for requesting! hope you liked it <333

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[key201303]

Pairing: undercover!Hwiyoung x fem!reader ft. Sf9 members as mafia members

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral (m receiving), swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before using it kids!) make out.

Word count: 4.4k words (to compensate the wait 🤭)

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff from time to time, smut/suggestive content

Plot: being the daughter of a dealer wasn’t easy, especially when he had so many debts and was now dead. Ever since your dad passed away, you’ve been paying his debts with your own life and body but fortunately that is about to change when a charming boy appears out of the blue to save you. But, is he going to give you a better life or you’re just changing the location of your doom? Is he trying to protect you from others or does he also want to use you like an exchange currency like everyone else did?

A/N: I’M FINALLY BACK 😭 I’m so sorry this took me so damn long to update but I finally could come up with something good. We're all going to hell after this 🤭 Hope you guys enjoy it ❤❤

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You woke up to the soft and rhythmic sound of the raindrops. It has been raining all night, making the perfect atmosphere to help you fall asleep after last night's little fight with Hwiyoung. You knew that if it weren't because of the rain, you would have had a lot of problems falling asleep. You hated rainy days, but you had to be thankful for last night.

You slowly sat up on the bed, looking around. Surprisingly, you felt bad for what you said last night to Hwiyoung. You knew he had only tried to protect you ever since you both met each other. And you also knew it wasn't okay telling him the things you said last night just because you were slightly mad at him for wanting to control you.

Suddenly, your phone screen lit up with a message notification. When you looked at it, you noticed the time and immediately knew Chani was the message owner. "What a terrible day, huh?" The message said, not failing to put a small smile on your face. Both of you didn't like rainy days so it was funny that he sent you a message just to remind you how much he hated that weather. "Yeah, what bad weather for hanging out." You answered, the small smile still drawn in your lips. You were about to leave your phone on the night table when another message popped up. "We can still meet if you want. We'll be safe from the rain inside the Cafe 😉." The message said, bringing back the small smile to your lips. "It's better if we leave it for tomorrow, I have some things to do at home today." You answered and finally left the phone on the night table. You could have accepted Chani's offer and you would have been in your rights to do so. But after last night's fight, you didn't want to give Hwiyoung more reasons to fight. At least not today.

As soon as you stepped outside of the room, a delicious smell of your favorite noodles woke up all your senses, making you run towards the kitchen to find out if Hwiyoung remembered you and saved a plate for you. "Good morning." Hwiyoung said without turning to face you. His voice was serious and you were afraid of him being still mad at you. "Good morning…" You quietly said, slowly walking towards him to see what he was cooking. "Breakfast is ready, take a seat before it gets cold." He said without looking at you, still talking in a serious tone. You just hummed a soft okay and took a seat on the kitchen counter, waiting for him to give you your plate full of noodles.

"I'm sorry about last night." He suddenly said as he placed the plate in front of you. You looked at him surprised about his sudden apologies. "I didn't mean to make you feel controlled. I just wanted to protect you so I'm sorry if I made you feel bad." He added when he noticed your surprised expression. You remained silent for a few seconds, trying to process what just happened. Was Hwiyoung really apologizing? "Aren't you going to say anything?" He said laughing a little as he started eating his noodles. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm just surprised." You said, finally moving your gaze from him to your plate. "Why are you so surprised?" He asked curiously. "Nothing." You quietly answered as you started to eat breakfast as well.

You both ate in silence, not really knowing what to say. Since when did you both start to get so awkward around each other? Were you falling for him that hard that it was difficult to keep a normal conversation with him? "Are you going somewhere today?" He suddenly asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence that was making you feel more and more nervous. "What? Oh, no. I planned to stay here all day. It's raining." You shyly answered as you finished your noodles. “And? Since when does rain stop people from doing stuff?” Hwiyoung said, a soft giggle escaping his lips. The moment you heard his small giggles, all your worries of him still being mad at you for going out last night with Chani and Dawon faded away, making you relax and act around him the same way you have done ever since he saved you from Rowoon. “But rainy days are the worst! Getting all drenched and having to deal with wet clothes all day and even catching a cold.” You complained as you tidied the table after eating breakfast. “And how about the greatest feeling of getting back home and taking a warm shower? Or spending the day on the couch with a blanket and watching TV?” Hwiyoung asked, surprised when he found out how much you hated rainy days. “Oh! And how about those romantic scenes of movies girls always like about the main couple kissing under the rain?” Hwiyoung added as he helped you wash the dishes. “That’s just stupid. Things like that don't happen in real life.” You said laughing, a disbelief tone appearing in your voice. “You never know.” Hwiyoung said, flashing you a small smile that made your heart skip a beat. “Change my mind then.” You said with a challenging tone. You couldn’t let Hwiyoung notice the butterflies blooming in your stomach the moment he said you never knew if things like that could happen.

As the day went by, you couldn’t stop thinking about what happened during breakfast and you couldn’t stop asking yourself how would Hwiyoung change your mind so you could start loving rainy days the way he did. Was he going to take you somewhere you liked to change your mind? Would he stay at home with you watching your favorite TV shows? Would he prepare for lunch or dinner your favorite dishes? “Let’s go.” Hwiyoung’s voice knocked you out of your thoughts. “What? Where are we going?” You asked curious yet nervous. You thought he would say something like ‘I told you I would change your mind.’ but his words were pretty far from that. “Rowoon wants to meet us at a restaurant. He says he wants to check if you're fine with me.” Hwiyoung said as he got his black leather jacket from the wardrobe next to the entrance. You were speechless.

You thought you would never have to see that idiot ever again since Hwiyoung saved you but now you find yourself in your room, getting on one of the fancy dresses he made you buy to go meet him in a restaurant. At least now you were by Hwiyoung’s side and knew Rowoon could do nothing about it. Or at least that’s what you thought. “Are you-. Oh wow.” Hwiyoung said as you walked down the stairs. His eyes were wide as soon as they saw your elegant figure and they gleamed with a beautiful bright. “I didn’t know you could be this stunning.” Hwiyoung said, mesmerized by how beautiful you looked. You just giggled and avoided his gaze which was eating you alive. “I feel bad about telling you this but… You better wear something else.” Hwiyoung said once he could move his gaze from you. You looked at him with confusion written all over your face which made him laugh. “I don’t have a car.” He said, showing you a black motorcycle helmet. “Oh. We’re going on a motorcycle?” You asked surprised. You never actually thought about the image of Hwiyoung driving a motorcycle but the moment you exited the little apartment, after changing your clothes to something more comfortable yet elegant, and your gaze landed on him waiting for you on that motorcycle… Oh boy you were in love with that boy.

The way the white shirt remarked his toned torso, the way the black leather jacket gave him that bad boy vibe that was softened with his long and fluff hair and the way his eyes gleamed with a beautiful glitter every time they landed on you. Just then you noticed how much you liked the boy standing in front of you. “Are you coming?” Hwiyoung said, handing you another black helmet as you came back to reality. You just nodded and ran towards him to grab the helmet and get on the motorcycle so you both could finally go meet your old nightmare. “Don’t get rid of your embrace around me, okay?” Hwiyoung said taking your hands and wrapping his torso with them. You could feel how your cheeks started to burn to the point of being light red at the sudden closeness of your bodies. You had to be grateful that you were wearing a helmet and he couldn’t see your face at all.

Once you arrived at the restaurant, old memories from the party where you met Youngbin and his group started to come alive once again. The restaurant was small but elegant and fresh. The bar was beautifully decorated with golden ornaments and the wine bottles were meticulously placed on the shelf. Beautiful and expensive green velvet chairs that matched the green glasses from the windows were meticulously placed by the tables decorated with dark marble. "Are you okay?" Hwiyoung quietly asked from behind, placing his hand on your waist to take you to the table where a black haired boy was waiting. You just shyly nodded as you gulped when you felt his hand embracing your waist. What a terrible day to accept your feelings for Hwiyoung. "Remember, I'm Youngkyun here." He whispered into your ear, sending chills down your spine before waving to the black haired boy and walked towards him.

"Welcome, you must be (Y/N), right?" The black haired boy asked. You just nodded to his question as you took a seat. "Rowoon talked pretty well about you. Nice to meet you, I'm Inseong, owner of the restaurant." The black haired boy finally introduced himself. You would be lying if you said you actually paid attention to what he said after saying Rowoon talked well about you. Why would he say good things about you after all the things he hated about you? "Beautiful ring." A blond haired boy said as he joined the conversation Hwiyoung and Inseong were having. "This?" Hwiyoung said, taking your hand in his and pointing at the ring your dad gifted you. You looked at him with a blank expression, not understanding the reason behind his affectionate sudden behavior. "My dad gave it to me." You said, getting rid of Hwiyoung's embrace. "Such a unique piece of jewelry for sure. I'm Zuho by the way." The blond haired boy introduced himself as well as he admired the ring.

A few minutes went by when Rowoon finally arrived. They seemed to be really friendly with Inseong and Zuho but Rowoon’s face changed completely the moment his gaze landed on you talking with Hwiyoung. "See who we got here! My favorite couple of the year." Rowoon said as he got closer to the table you were sitting. His favorite couple of the year? What was he talking about? You sent a death glare to Hwiyoung before wearing the fake smile you wore when you still lived with him. "How are you guys doing? You look stunning (Y/N)." He added as he took the seat in front of you. You just limited yourself to nod and smile, not wanting to say much just in case you messed up the story Hwiyoung made up. "Is she a good girlfriend, Youngkyun?" Rowoon asked, moving his gaze to the boy sitting next to you who immediately answered with a convinced nod. "She's amazing, you really let go of a good girl." Hwiyoung said, looking at you with fond eyes. For a moment, when your eyes met his, you felt like he was talking seriously for a moment. Like he actually believed his words, even though you knew it was just a story he made up so Rowoon was happy. Even though you didn't know why Hwiyoung tried so hard to make him happy after he saved you, you knew it was better if you just followed his lead and not asked anything. "How cute. Why don't you kiss her then?" Rowoon said, a challenging smirk appearing on his lips. You couldn't help choking on air at his sudden suggestion. "I think we better don't, you know, that kind of stuff is better doing it in private." Hwiyoung said, winking at Rowoon before taking a sip from his wine. You found yourself speechless, not knowing how to act after what happened and not knowing what to say after Rowoon suggested such things and Hwiyoung answered like that.

Hours went by and before you could notice, night was finally replacing day and it was the perfect excuse to leave that restaurant and go back home. Once you finally said goodbye to Rowoon, Inseong and Zuho, Hwiyoung grabbed your waist once again to take you to the parking lot where the motorcycle was. "Just trust me and follow my lead okay? I promise I'll explain everything when we get home." Hwiyoung whispered into your ear as you got out of the restaurant. His words made your heart rate go up in no time, making you feel nervous about what Hwiyoung's plans were.

"Can you expl-." You tried to say once you arrived near by motorcycle but before you could finish your sentence, Hwiyoung turned you around and placed a passionate kiss on your lips. You couldn't understand what was going on but kissed him back without thinking about it twice. After all, you promised him you would trust him and follow what he did so all you could do was kiss him back. The kiss felt unreal, full of passion, like you both really kissed because you loved each other and not only for a stupid role. The wet raindrops made a perfect contrast with the heat in your cheeks and you felt like you were in one of those American movies Hwiyoung mentioned in the morning. Was that kiss part of his plans to change your mind about rainy days? "Let’s go home." Hwiyoung whispered once you broke the kiss. If it weren’t because you knew that kiss was something planned to make Rowoon see his time didn't go to waste, you would have definitely thought Hwiyoung loved you with all his heart and soul and that he didn't want that moment to ever end.

"What the hell happened there?" You asked, still speechless from the kiss. "He was checking us. Your ring is part of the deal. If I 'give' him your ring, he'll leave you alone so I told him I ended up convincing you to be my girlfriend so I can get closer to the ring." Hwiyoung said as you both entered your now shared apartment and removed his leather jacket. "We should take a warm shower before we catch a cold." He added, helping you get off your wet jacket. "I told you rainy days were a shit." You said giggling, remembering the little conversation you had in the morning and ignoring what he said about your ring. "The day hasn't finished yet, I'm still on time to change your mind." He said winking at you as he walked down the hall to get in the shower.

Minutes went by and all you could think of while you waited for Hwiyoung to come out of the shower was about that kiss you both shared under the rain. You brushed your lips with the tip of your fingers, slightly smiling at the thought of the kiss. The sound of the bathroom door opening knocked you out of your thoughts. "Finally, I thought you would ne-." You said as you walked towards the bathroom, ready to get in to take a shower as well, but you were once again cut off. This time, unlike before, you were cut off by the image before your eyes. Hwiyoung was wearing a simple towel around his waist, his bare chest still wet with a few water drops that fell from his long hair. He looked so stunning and handsome like that. "You like what you see?" Hwiyoung said, knocking you out of your own world as he passed by you heading to the room so he could get dressed. "Don't take long to shower, I'm going to start preparing dinner." He said as he walked down the hall. In any other situation you would have complained about him telling you to hurry up in the shower when he took so long to finish, but this time you were so immersed in admiring his figure that no words came out of your lips.

You took a shower in silence, processing all the information about your sudden feelings towards Hwiyoung and analyzing all his movements in an attempt to find out if he liked you back or not. You face palmed yourself when you noticed how hard Hwiyoung was to read. He always had that serious look that perfectly hid all his emotions that made it impossible for you to know if he ever had feelings for you or not. You took a moment to leave your mind in a blank space, just focusing on the warm water drops softly tapping your sensitive skin, removing the coldness from the raindrops. You had to admit Hwiyoung was right when he said it was an amazing feeling getting back home and taking a warm shower after a rainy day. But it wasn't enough reason to change your mind about rainy days.

You got out of the shower feeling pretty good, like the warm water soothed the pain in your heart. Like the warm water healed all the wounds in your soul and made the love and good feelings bloom into your heart like a beautiful flower in spring. "Hey dinner is… Oh!! Why didn't you close the door?!?!?!" Hwiyoung's voice knocked you out of your little peace. You wanted so much to take a shower and were so immersed in the memory of the kiss that you completely forgot to close the bathroom door, leaving Hwiyoung speechless at your image in a towel. It only took him a slight second to move his gaze from your figure and hide his face so you couldn't see how it turned red. In other situations you would have definitely closed the door yelling at him to go away, but this time, after that kiss and after finding out your feelings for that boy, you didn't want him to go away anymore.

"Hwiyoung…" You quietly said as you walked towards him. You didn't know what you were doing at all, you were just listening to what your heart was shouting, something you stopped doing ages ago. "Look at me…." You said, taking his hands off his face so you could admire him. It was the first time you actually looked at him. It was the first time your eyes met his and the first time you could admire the beautiful galaxy his dark orbs held. And it was the first time you could read him like an open book. "I like you… A lot…" You said, caressing his cheek and moving a strand of still wet hair from his face so you could admire him better. "I… I like you too… Actually I've been liking you for quite a long time now but I was too afraid of-." Hwiyoung started to confess with a trembling voice, nervousness reflected on his deep voice. But you cut him off with a kiss. You didn't want to hear his excuses. You didn't want him to explain his feelings. At least not now. All you wanted to do was kiss him. Kiss him until your lungs cried for air. Kiss him until your lips were impregnated in each other's scent. Kiss him until your souls become one.

His hands quickly moved to cup your cheeks as he pressed your body against the wall, deepening the kiss. Your lips danced in harmony and soon, tongues started to fight for dominance. "Fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so long." Hwiyoung whispered against your lips, sending a cold chill down your spine. "I've wanted to kiss you." He said kissing you lips once again. "Love you." He said, moving his lips to your jawline as soft moans escaped your lips. "Have you." He said as he kept leaving a trace of kisses down your jawline to your neck and collarbone. "Taste you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your lips once again. This time the kiss wasn't gentle or soft. It was a kiss full of hunger and desire. A kiss that really showed you how much Hwiyoung wanted you. A kiss that showed you how you could trust him.

His hands went down, taking off the towel that dried your body a few minutes ago. His hands felt like feathers on your skin, touching you like if you were made of glass and you would break at any moment. "Are you sure you want this?" Hwiyoung asked against your neck, without stopping leaving butterfly kisses. "I'm more than sure." You said, a gasp leaving your lips when you felt him leaving a love mark on your neck. "Good, because I won't be able to stop if we keep doing this." He said, finally locking his eyes with yours. The beautiful soft gleam that always decorated his dark eyes has been replaced with lust and desire. His eyes devoured your figure like he has been waiting his entire life for that moment, making you feel shy yet beloved.

"Just let me know if something is wrong, okay? I don't want to hurt you." He said as his gaze softened for a slight second before the lust and desire decorated his dark orbs once again. You just nodded before throwing your head back in the header of the bed when you felt his slender fingers entering your core and playing with your clit. "Baby you're already so wet for me. Did you want me that much?" Hwiyoung said, a wide smirk decorating his charming face. You never thought someone could look as sexy and handsome as he looked right there and right then. "Do you like it, huh?" Hwiyoung asked, curling his fingers inside you, when he saw you holding your moans by biting your lower lip. "Don't hold your moans baby, I want to hear you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your cheeks and then your lips while he drew circle patrons on your clit, getting you closer to the edge of the first orgasm. "I'm close." You gasped for air against his lips, whining immediately after at the loss of his touch.

His erection was prominent on his boxers, making you shy when your gaze landed on it. "See what you do to me? Do you know how hard it was for me to control myself on that restaurant and don't fuck you right there in front of that asshole?" Hwiyoung said with a deep voice. You would have never imagined he would have that dominant side but you had to admit you loved it. "Now you have to fix what you've done… Get on your knees baby." He said, brushing his hair back with his fingers so he could admire how you sucked him off. You did as he asked you and got on your knees. "You look so beautiful." He said before you placed his hard member on your mouth. He threw his head back immediately, absolutely immersed in the pleasure you were giving him with your wet muscle. "Shit you're so good." He praised you as a low groan escaped his lips. "Baby… baby stop… I'm so close." He said, a high pitched voice escaping his lips as he tried to control his pleasure. You did as he said and got up to lay back in bed just like he asked you. "You look so sexy cleaning your lips." He said, caressing your lower lip and locking your lips with his in a passionate kiss.

"I love you (Y/N)." He said teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. "I love you too Hwiyoung." You said, gasping when you felt his member filling your core. "Fuck, you're so damn tight." He said as he waited for you to adjust to his length. "Move." You quietly said as you intertwined your fingers with his hair in an attempt of holding onto something. His thrusts were slow and deep, making you feel every single inch of his hard member. You begged him to go faster but it was useless, he wanted you to feel him as much as possible and he wanted that moment to last forever. "Just enjoy it baby." He whispered into your ear before thrusting into you even deeper if that was possible. Loud moans started to escape your lips when he hit the perfect spots inside you and as you got closer and closer to the edge of your orgasm.

"Hwiyoung… Please… I'm so close…" You said, pulling his hair and twitching around his hard member, begging for mercy. "Fuck, if you do that again I won't last for much longer neither." He said, getting closer to his edge as well when you tighten your walls around him. Both of you lasted for a few more thrusts before you both came undone. He tiredly landed next to you, heavy breaths filling the atmosphere of the room before your voices finally said something coherent.

"Fuck that was amazing." Hwiyoung said, hiding his face with his strong arms, embarrassment finally filling the boy. "It really was…" You shyly said, mirroring his actions. "I really love you (Y/N)." Hwiyoung said, taking your hands in his so you both could admire each other's eyes once again. "I love you too…" You said, closing the gap between you both with a soft kiss. "I think we should go eat dinner, it sure is cold by now." You said once you both recovered your normal breath, making Hwiyoung laugh at your comment.

Maybe rainy days weren't your favorites when you were alone. But they were definitely your favorites if Hwiyoung was by your side. In the end, he was right. Rainy days are the best.

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[divinefireangel]

Ice Ice.

SF9 Hwiyoung x F! Reader smut.

WHO HE SO HOT FOR FUCK

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: Got inspired to write this one because I read an iceplay smut recently XD. And not so shockingly another Hwi story that got a lil spicy, randomly. Not complaining lmao. Just an observation.

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: 18+ ages and female anatomy (nothing specified with respect to appearance, etc of reader). Ice play. Sexy Hwiyoung. Praising. Neck sucking. Lots of hairpulling. Short :/. Lmk if I need to add more.

Requested: Yes! By a cutie anon 😙

So likee, can you write a Hwiyoung smut which includes ice play 👀🙊 Like, where he uses ice cubes during sex. 👀👉🏻👈🏻

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Sitting on top the kitchen countertop, you sip on a glass of champagne watching your boyfriend Youngkyun prepare dinner for the two of you. The bottle sits in an ice bucket beside you, ensuring the chill temperature of the champagne. It's what you'd call an ideal Saturday evening.

Hearing your lovely boyfriend hum along to the tune of the song playing in the background, swaying his hips in a cute little dance as he cooks for you is just..... Perfect. Maybe it's the champagne, or the nearly tight dress shirt he's wearing with the sleeves folded up his forearms, or the fact that you hadn't completely devoured each other this week at all, one of the three reasons is responsible for the way your palm itches to feel his warm skin beneath it, to feel his hot breaths on your neck.

Emptying the glass of champagne you place it safely on the far edge of the table. Leaning back on your arms your eyes travel from Kyun's broad shoulders to his cute butt, not at all failing to notice his back muscles moving with every movement he made. Biting your lip, you lean forward to tug at his belt hoops, attempting to pull him to you.

"Baby the food." Laughing at your childish behaviour, Youngkyun lowered the flame, turning to look at you with a smile on his face.

"Turn it off." Contorting his face into a confused expression, he situates himself between your legs, hands resting on your bare thighs. Oh if only he'd move them higher.

"Why? Are you not hungry? Do you want me to make something else? I can! What do you want to have?" Asking cutely, his eyes look into your eyes with concern and love. But all you can concentrate on is how his thumbs are rubbing the skin on your thigh so close to where you need him right now.

"I want you."

Changing his smile to a smirk, Kyun steps back to turn off the stove. Resuming his previous place, he rubs his palms over your thighs, hiking your dress up higher along their wake. Placing your hands on his cheeks you pull him close to engulf his lips into a kiss. Kissing him slowly, turning your heads from side to side, bumping your noses together, you make out as your hands slowly wander all over each others bodies.

Resting your fingers on his shirt collar, you start to unbutton it, wrapping your legs around his hips, eagerly looking for some friction. "Get. It. Off." Ordering you to remove your dress he fumbles with his own clothes. Lifting the dress from below your butt, you hiss at the cold feeling on your thighs coming in contact with the cold countertop. Crossing your arms around your body you remove your dress, leaving you in only your bra and panties. Undressing down to his boxers, Youngkyun places his arms on either side of you, flexing his muscles as he leans up to lick a bold stripe from your collarbone to your neck. Closing your eyes you lean your head back giving him more skin, enjoying the closeness of your warm half naked bodies.

"I want to try something." Winking he pecks your lips before pulling you to the edge of the table carefully. Picking up a single melting ice cube from the bucket next to your bodies he plays with it till it chills his fingetips. Throwing the melted cube bit away in the sink, he attempts to rest his hands on your lower back. You gasp and arch your back at the feeling of his cold fingers, warm chests touching in contrast to his fingers. Throwing your head back when his hands finally touch your skin, his lips find their place on your neck. Running his hands up and down your back they settle at the clasp of your bra, undoing it while his mouth continues to suck on your neck.

Grabbing another piece of ice, Youngkyun rubs it on the fresh mark he sucked on your neck, soothing it as the melting water flows from your neck to between your breasts. Rubbing the same ice cube on your collarbone till it defrosts completely, creating drops of water on your chest and their marks that intoxicate him enough to moan at the sight of you. Desperate, cold, sexy and needy for him.

Pulling out another ice cube, he drags it over your right breast, circling it till the ice touches you nipple, making it erect. His mouth and tongue follow the same path as the ice, finally reaching your nipple which he flicks with his tongue before latching onto it, sucking and biting it more and more to hear you cry out his name and hump your covered cunt on his hard cock.

Digging your nails onto his shoulders you moan and beg for him to do more. Lowering you to the edge, he pulls your panties down your legs and enters your warm hole with two of his icy fingers. Your head falls back as you cry out for him again, moving your hips aimlessly yearning for him to touch your swollen clit. Wetting the thumb of his free warm hand with his saliva, he gives in to your request and applies pressure on your clit. Continuing to rock your body on his cold and hot fingers you stabilize yourself by holding onto his biceps. "Fuck... You're clenching around my fingers baby. Ah, I need to be inside you now" he groans.

Pulling his fingers away from your wet center, he removes the remaining clothing off himself, freeing his cock. Pumping it a few times in his hand he comes closer to your, licking your bottom lip asking you to open your mouth for him to slip his tongue. Obeying sweetly, you open your mouth and legs for him to do whatever he wants. He enters your welcoming hole at the same time his tongue enters your mouth. Moaning into his mouth you close your legs around him, forcing him to enter you whole, to stretch your tight cunt with his thick length. You scratch down his back once he starts to thrust into you.

Taking another piece of ice from the bucket, he plays with it in one hand, spreading your folds wider to tuck in the ice cube in them. Continuing to drive his cock into you, he holds the frozen ice over your clit till it melts, making you shriek everytime it touches your sensitive bud and squeeze your walls around him.

"So good for me fuck. I could fuck you forever." He praises you for milking his dick. Increasing his pace he grabs your hair, yanking your head back to admire the marks he's sucked on your neck. You roll your eyes back at how deliciously he's fucking you, playing with your nipples, pinching then, pulling them, breathing down your neck and hitting that spot everytime his dick is so deep into your pussy. "Close. Oh god I'm so close please make me cum" you cry out as you pull the hair at the back of his head trying your best to stop your legs from shaking immediately. Grinding his cock in your hole he groans, tensing up as you cum on his dick, spasming your walls and squirming against him crying out his name as the knot in your lower stomach loosens. The whole sensation of you coming down from your high pushed him over the edge too, filling up your cunt with his cum. Touching your foreheads together Youngkyun caresses your back, helping you calm down from your orgasm.

"I think we should order in." You giggle out wrapping your arms around Kyun's broad shoulders. Smiling he lifts you up, still inside you, walking up to the bathroom to clean up.

And most probably for round 2.

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Wild | Hwiyoung | (a, f)

Summary: A collection of various moments from your life with Hwi, both happy and sad. Word count: 3.1k ♫ Troye Sivan - Wild

The sun is warm on your skin. You feel it permeate your muscles all the way to the bone, making you both drowsy and excited, ready for anything from adventurous to straight up stupid dangerous ideas. 

If the look Hwiyoung is giving you is any indication, he shares the sentiment, drunk on the hot summer ambience as much as you are. His hand keeps brushing against yours and it’s distracting in the best way possible. It’s like your skin catches on fire every time you touch. Sometimes you tease him by linking your fingers together for just a second before pulling away. The street you’re walking through is relatively narrow and hidden, but you can never be too careful. 

Maybe it’s precisely because the street doesn’t allow too much space between your bodies, or maybe it’s just the dangerous heat that makes you gravitate towards each other. Soon it’s not just your hands that brush against each other, but your shoulders bump together. Your arms touch, pressed together and you look up only to see him already looking at you with that gummy smile of his. His face glows with that smile and it hurts how much you love him. You could kiss him right now, but you don’t.

You’re pretty sure you’ve been transported into Wonderland because the street is so narrow suddenly that your bodies are flush against each other. Hot brick wall is scorching your back through the thin material of your shirt and you can’t breathe. Not with the way Hwiyoung is looking at you, his dark eyes boring into yours with an unreadable expression. They keep falling down to your lips. Trapped between the wall and him, between his arms on either side of your head, you can’t escape. You don’t want to, unlike your heart which very much tries to break free from your ribcage.

And suddenly you hear him sigh, low and deep, almost a growl and then time stops. His lips are on yours, demanding and impatient. Your lips part to let him in, you allow yourself to forget about the world. It’s just you and him, two beings of stardust and flesh, so close you’re suffocating and yet the kiss is the only reason you’re still breathing. Your lungs don’t agree but you don’t care. 

Until he pulls away and you feel like he took a piece of you with him. There’s a strange void in your chest that wasn’t there before. Without realizing, you follow his lips, kissing him once more. It’s short and feels strangely like goodbye. 

He pushes himself off the wall and the street is suddenly wide enough that you both can walk comfortably side by side. You don’t talk about the kiss, you don’t talk much at all, as if what just happened was just an illusion seen in a heat haze.

-x-

Darkness envelops your naked bodies as you lie on the bed, a tangled mess of limbs. You’re not sure if there’s any border separating you two anymore or if you’ve become one single entity, sharing one body and one mind.

The light of a street lamp shines through the blinds, drawing yellow stripes across his skin. He’s beautiful and you can’t take your eyes off him, burning the image of this moment into your memory. If you could, you’d have it tattooed on the inside of your eyelids so you could see it every time you close your eyes.

You’re so absorbed in the dreaming you don’t notice him taking your hand at first and only snap out of it when you hear him chuckle lowly. Your gaze shifts towards your palm against his. He has bigger hands than you, you already knew that from all the times you’ve held hands. And you know he finds it endearing, but it still makes you smile fondly at him as he stares at your connected hands in fascination.

“You’re so small,” he whispers. It occurs to you he probably doesn’t realize he’s smiling when he says it. It makes your heart ache.

“No, it’s just that you’re so huge, Hwi,” you chuckle, but it looks like he isn’t really listening, lost in his own world so you let him talk, listening silently. You wish you could capture this moment or that it could last forever.

“So small and vulnerable,” he goes on, shifting his hand slightly, pushing against yours with little force, “All mine to protect.” His fingers slip through yours as he holds your hand, fingers intertwined just as perfectly as the rest of your bodies.

“You’re mine,” he repeats as he absent-mindedly brings your hand to his lips and presses them against your skin. You wonder what’s gotten into him, whether he’s just slow to shake off the post-orgasmic bliss today or if he’s just too tired to make sense. Whatever the case, you love it. 

“All yours,” you agree with a satisfied smile, reaching out with your free hand to caress his cheek, then jaw, before you let your hand fall down to where his heart is beating. He looks up, finally seeing you properly and his smile grows wider. His free hand reaches out too, and slides to the back of your neck to bring you closer to him. Your noses bump together, making him chuckle. It’s like he’s drunk on you, slowly intoxicating you with himself as well.

He teases you, brushing his lips against yours but never allowing the kiss to happen. You whimper, cuddling closer. That makes him satisfied enough to give in, meeting you halfway and kissing you deeply. He crawls over your body, craving your body once more in the dark night. 

-x-

It’s raining and yet the air is awfully hot. It feels like a slap in the face as you step out of the cool apartment and stand on the balcony next to him. You hand him one of the cold beers you’re holding and he accepts it with a grateful hum, returning the favor by opening both of them. You follow his example and lean your elbows on the railing, looking down at the bustling city.

You clink the cans together and take a long sip of the bitter drink. It feels nice though, somehow it fits the atmosphere and calms your nerves. Hwiyoung leans to the side, bumping into you to make you look at him. You do and you smile, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“You think we’ll ever get to do this every day?” he asks, looking into the distance, over the buildings and parks and people walking the streets.

“Every day?” you muse, “Nah, I think I’d prefer to stay in and drink cocoa in the winter.” He scoffs at you, gently nudging you with his elbow. You chuckle, rubbing your cheek against his shoulder in apology.

“I really don’t know. I hope we do, but I guess we’ll only get there when we’re all wrinkly and old,” you say in the end, and somehow it feels both wrong and just right. The words leave a bitter aftertaste in your mouth, much like the beer you’re drinking. He gives a thoughtful hum too, staying quiet for a few seconds.

“You won’t put up with me for that long,” he chuckles, but you catch the slight waver in his voice. You don’t understand his obsession with the thought of him being insufferable.

“Or maybe it’s gonna be you who’ll get annoyed with me,” you counter. It feels weird to say out loud, especially since you don’t normally allow yourself to think about it. You believe that anything could happen any time, so it’s best to focus on the present, the good things while you have them.

“Never,” he murmurs, taking another long sip of the drink and you join him. It makes you feel better somehow, and you wonder whether you’re both like this because of the weather. Your clothes stick to your skin, you feel sweaty and disgusting, it’s a given that you’d both be more irritable.

“I’ll love you even if you look like a raisin in the sun,” he sighs with a fond smile, making you giggle.

“Well, I’d love to say something cheesy to that too but I’m pretty sure you’ll look like a god even when you’re hundred, so...” you trail off, making him groan. 

“I think that was cheesy enough,” he rolls his eyes but he’s smiling again and that’s all you wanted.

“So, to another hundred years together?” you suggest a toast and he easily bumps your can with his.

“Deal. But don’t complain later,” he warns you as he finishes the drink with a long gulp.

“I’d never, Kyun.” 

-x-

It’s not your first fight, far from it. Usually it’s just a misunderstanding or a stupid little thing combined with a lot of stress that starts the argument, and perhaps this is the same, but it feels different. You’re trying to figure out why but you’re exhausted and don’t have the strength to think. 

His eyes are bloodshot and glassy, tears trailing down his cheek still and you guess you don’t look any better, but he looks so much like a tiger chased into the corner of its cage that it both scares you and makes you feel in awe. 

Now that everything’s been said - the truths, the cruel lies and the deepest fears - you’re both hurting. Neither of you meant to hurt the other, not for real, but it’s just something that happens during arguments. It was just the heat of the moment that made you lash out, bottled up emotions that momentarily turned you into monsters, yet you both have human hearts and in the end, they’ve been broken. 

You’re both terrified and wounded. You’re aware of it as much as he is. Yet you stay in your respective corners of the room, hesitant to approach the other. How would you even go about it? You don’t trust your voice not to break and it’s hard to breathe without choking as is, so talking is out of question. 

You don’t want to approach him physically either. Somehow it’d feel awkward to hug him now, to hold his hand or even just put a hand on his shoulder, despite knowing that perhaps the whole situation would clear out more quickly if you were close enough to feel each other’s body. It’s hard to stay mad with somebody if you can feel their warmth, smell their soothing scent and remember everything you’ve been through so far. But that’s not possible right now.

Or you could get away from the room, from the apartment, take a walk and cool down. Maybe that would be the best for both of you, if not for the fact that both of you are too emotional right now, too sensitive and not in the right state of mind. Experience taught you that if one of you leaves after the argument, the other can’t help but think that it’s the end and the person they’ve loved the most is not returning. Perhaps you could go out together and walk in silence, but the whole affair of putting on shoes together, grabbing your jackets in unison wouldn’t feel right when done in frustration, not accompanied by the loving looks and soft conversation.

So all that’s left is the tense silence and hesitant looks, chests heaving with heavy breaths.

In the end, Hwiyoung caves in first and stalks out of the bedroom, gaze directed firmly to the ground. He’s going to be in the living room, most likely curled on the couch, bawling, and it hurts you even more but you don’t have the strength anymore and so you too curl down on the bed and cry your eyes out.

It must be hours later because the room is much darker now and you feel like you’re having a really bad hangover. The tears are dried on your cheeks and you realize you must’ve fallen asleep. It’s hardly surprising, considering how worn out you felt after the fight.

Memories are slowly coming back to you and you wince at them, at the damage you’ve both caused. You’re not sure how you are supposed to even look at him after everything, but you know you need to - because while you might be feeling like the worst person alive and be afraid to come out of the room in case you bump into him, you know he’ll be feeling too guilty to move and will keep blaming and destroying himself and you can’t stand that.

You open the door softly and make your way to the living room just as quietly. As you’ve expected, he’s there, curled under a blanket, hugging a pillow. His fluffy hair is a mess around his face. You know he’s awake because his back tenses as you come closer. If you weren’t feeling this beaten already, it would stab at your heart, but you’re too tired of fighting and feeling like shit and you suppose he must be too.

You sit down at the edge of the couch, hand gently reaching out to comb through his messy, tangled locks. “May I?” you ask and you feel him nod before he starts shifting, putting the pillow he was hugging away and scooting to the wall to make space for you. He raises the blanket to invite you to lie down next to him and you gratefully accept.

You lay your head down on his arm and he brings you closer to him, his second arm around your waist. You hug him back, nuzzling into his neck. You stay like that for a moment, getting used to being this close again, touching and being touched.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs into your hair, barely audible.

“I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean it - any of it,” you apologize as well. Just thinking about the horrible things you’ve told him could make you cry again.

“Same here,” he sighs, pulling you closer, “Let’s never fight again, please? I hate it.” He begs and you nod even before he finishes the sentence. It’s an impossible promise, but you need it anyway.

“Same here, let’s never do it again,” you repeat after him.

-x-

Leaning against the doorframe, you watch him stare out of the window, his eyes following the raindrops chasing each other across the glass. He’s been spacing out a lot lately. On days like this, he doesn’t even notice when you come home until you make an attempt to get his attention. You see the guilt in his smile each time that happens, but you can’t feel upset. After all, you’re nervous too.

You decide you’ve watched him enough and join him on the sofa, startling him slightly. There it is again - the guilty smile and soft apology. You shake your head, reminding him that he doesn’t need to apologize and climb into his lap. It catches him by surprise, but you can see he’s happy about the new position. His hands are around your waist almost immediately, securely holding you close. You comb your fingers through his hair, helping him relax before you speak.

“We’ll handle this, okay?” you tell him softly, “It’s not the first time, and it’s not the last time. I’ll still be here when you come back.” You try to be as reassuring as possible but you know he’s going to be stubborn and worried no matter what you do.

“I know, but I’m gonna be away for months, baby,” he sighs, nuzzling into your chest, ear right above your heart. “I will miss you,” he confesses softly, “And you’ll miss me too and it’s just not fair to make you wait for me like that.” You let your hand fall from his hair to his face, gently stroking his cheek.

“I knew what I’m getting myself into when we started dating. And you did everything you could to stop me, remember?” you tease him, pinching his cheek lightly. He whines, but ultimately ends up chuckling too at the memory. 

“I guess I was too hard on you, but it still wasn’t enough,” he ponders with a smile. Your hand returns to his hair, scratching over his scalp.

“Yeah, so don’t worry so much, okay? Besides, we'll keep in touch. We’ll text each other, we’ll call and facetime, it’s not that bad,” you try to encourage him but he shakes his head against you.

“I won’t be here to hold you,” he complains softly, “And I won’t be here when you’ll be having a hard time.” You sigh, kissing the top of his head.

“Love, you’re always here for me. I don’t need you to be physically present to feel reassured, okay? And it goes the other way around too. I won’t be there when you’ll be struggling either, or when you feel lonely and want to cuddle,” you try to explain.

“I’ll have hyungs to cuddle with,” he chuckles suddenly, making you laugh too. 

“Okay, so you get all sulky on me because you’re worried about making me wait for you and all that and yet you’re replacing me before you even left? Ouch, Youngkyun, ouch,” you scold him dramatically.

“I was joking, you know I only like to cuddle with you,” he whines in protest but it’s too late, the damage has been done.

“No, no, I understand, let me just text them to cuddle you as much as possible because you just can’t wait-” as soon as you start reaching for your phone, he takes advantage of your position and throws you onto the sofa, towering above you with a cute pout. You chuckle at him, giving up and inviting him back into your arms again. He gladly lies down on top of you, nuzzled into the crook of your neck. You let him rest for a bit before speaking up again. 

“My point is, Kyun, that everything will be alright. I don’t mind waiting for you, and I will love you all the same when you return,” you reassure him again and he nods against your skin.

“And I will love you,” he sighs, “I just don’t wanna be without you.”

“Well, I think you should enjoy it. Once we’re old you won’t have to travel all the time and will get to live a relatively normal life, and then you’ll be stuck with me all day every day,” you joke but you feel him smile with fondness, and not amusement.

“I think I’m really looking forward to that,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against your collarbone.

You stay quiet after that, even he slowly relaxes and in the end you spend a nice afternoon together, full of laughter and sharing kisses. You don’t know what it is about the image of growing old with him that makes you so calm and happy, but as long as he feels the same way, you decide not to analyze it too much.

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