#monsta x one shot

[latherinhoney]

kinktober 2023 day 3 - worth the wait

(changkyun - monsta x)

genre: (non - idol au)

warnings: (18+), (hard smut), (edging), (fingering), (cum - eating), (praise), (orgasm denial)

740 words

a/n: day 3 of kinktober! today is changkyun and this is definitely a shorter one but i hope you still enjoy it regardless and as always feel free to send in any requests!

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You'd been going at it for hours at this point, your panting growing heavier and heavier. Changkyun had suggested the other day for ways of making your sex more interesting. 

"how about I edge you?" He suggests. 

Your throat runs dry at the thought of the idea. Your sex was always typically vanilla but vanilla was starting to get boring. You weren't against it and the thought of him making you beg to cum enticed you. Making you squeeze your thighs together and slightly shift on your seat. He looks over at you waiting for your response

"I won't do anything your uncomfortable with but I just thought it'd be fun?" 

You nod your head and give him the sign of approval and that's where you found yourself in this situation. Changkyun was three fingers deep into you and fingering you hard. You could hear the squelching of him moving his fingers in and out of you while rubbing over your clit at the same time. That feeling in your stomach was starting to bubble up again for the second time and you could feel it approaching soon. He continued fingering into you, making sure to rake his fingers over your spot. 

His fingers moving at the perfect angle hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. You weren't gonna last much longer feeling your stomach starting to burn. He leans his head down to spit onto your clit adding onto your already dripping pussy. You moan feeling the spit fall onto your already hypersensitive clit, he continues rubbing your clit and fingering you, picking up the pace. 

The pace he was fucking you at was perfect it was brutal but just what you needed to reach that high 

"fuckfuckfuck kyun don't stop please, please don't stop fuckfuck" 

"i-im ima fucking cum" 

You moan out as you squeeze your eyes shut but just before you hit your peak, Changkyun pulls his fingers out from inside of you. The loss of feeling his fingers inside of you and him denying your orgasm for a second time already made you want to cry. You were almost in tears with how badly you wanted to cum and find a sense of relief. 

"Why'd you pull out?" you whined "I was about to cum" you whimpered out feeling on edge. 

Your skin was on fire and any slight touch on your body had you begging for release. 

"I know I'm cruel baby" Changkyun whispers as he places a kiss on your lips. 

You deepen the kiss by sucking on his lip and moan into his mouth. You we're rutting onto his leg trying to find any sense of relief. 

"if you're a good girl for me I'll let you cum this time around mhm?" 

You look at him with pleading eyes 

"yes anything please just fuck me already" 

He slips his fingers in, pushing only one in this time. You whimper at the feeling of him finally entering you and pumping into you with a feverish pace. He uses his other hand to start rubbing on your clit, picking up the tempo to match the pace he's fingering into you at. He then slips in the rest of his fingers bottoming out into you. You arch your back, moaning at how pleasurable it feels. He watches you turn into a moaning mess feeling pleased with himself at how he can only make you feel like this. 

"feeling good baby?" he grunts, continuing to pump into you. 

The familiar burn in your stomach returns and it's approaching quicker this time around. You feel your walls getting tighter around his fingers signaling that you're almost at your peak. 

"fuck baby" he groans "you feel so fucking tight" 

His praise spurring you on, as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your release. 

"fuckfuckfuck ima cum"

"mmmhm fuck" 

You pant out, as you slightly arch your back coming onto Changkyun's fingers. Your vision getting blurry as you continue your orgasm. Changkyun continues to pump into you, slowing his pace as he sees you start to come down from your high. He pulls his fingers out and sucks on them savoring the taste of your cum. You whimper from the sudden loss of contact, your pussy clenching around nothing. Changkyun leans over to place a kiss on your lips, tasting yourself on his lips. 

"fuck baby, you were so hot," he says "I want to hear your pretty whimpers again". 

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[blu-joons]

When Your Niece/Nephew Calls Him Uncle ~ Monsta X Reaction

Shownu:

A small hand tapping against his leg made Hyunwoo turn around, glancing down to see your nephew staring back up at him. “Are you alright buddy?” Hyunwoo asked, kneeling down to be at your nephew’s height.

Your nephew hummed as he extended his arm out to him, “Uncle Hyunwoo, can you open my sweet packet for me please?”

“Of course,” Hyunwoo told him, taking the sweet packet and tearing it open before handing it back to your nephew and watching him run away. As Hyunwoo stood back he was surprised to see you smiling back at him.

“Uncle Hyunwoo,” you sniggered, “that’s a new title for you.”

It took a moment for Hyunwoo to realise as he let go of a sigh, “it didn’t even register with me that he called me Uncle Hyunwoo, it just felt natural to say.”

“That’s a good thing,” you assured him, resting your hand against Hyunwoo’s arm. “I wonder if he’s going to keep calling you that now?”

“Maybe the sweets were a test,” Hyunwoo jokingly suggested, “to see how I’d respond.”

“Knowing Y/N/N, it wouldn’t surprise me.”

Minhyuk:

A loud laugh came from Minhyuk as your niece screamed to go higher whilst he pushed her on the swing. “Uncle Minhyuk, let me go higher!” She yelled out, only to realise Minhyuk was no longer behind her.

You were stood just to the side, looking anxiously between the two of them. “What did you just call me?” Minhyuk asked her.

“Uncle Minhyuk,” she whispered, feeling the swing slow down without Minhyuk helping it to move. “Did I do something wrong?” She then asked, worried by the look of surprise that was etched on Minhyuk’s face.

“No,” he quickly assured her, “you just shocked me, that’s all.”

Your niece’s smile turned up once again after Minhyuk smiled across at her. “You’re my favourite uncle because you make me laugh so much.”

“I’m already your favourite uncle?” Minhyuk asked her in surprise, “that was the easiest job that I’ve ever had in my life Y/N/N.”

“Is he better than me?” You couldn’t help but ask, “or is Auntie Y/N your favourite?”

“No way, Uncle Minhyuk is way better.”

Kihyun:

You just managed to catch your nephew as he ran over to you to show you one of the drawings that he had done. “Is it a family portrait?” You questioned, struggling to make out what everything was on the paper.

Your nephew nodded as Kihyun took a look too, “it’s me and you, and Uncle Kihyun too when we went to the cinema last week.”

“I see,” you murmured, nervous to look at Kihyun beside you after your nephew’s sudden admission. “Since when has Kihyun been your Uncle Kihyun?” You asked as Kihyun remained quiet right beside you.

“Since now,” he excitedly chuckled, “he’s our family, isn’t he?”

You looked to Kihyun as he finally cleared his throat. “Of course I’m your family Y/N/N, I can be your Uncle Kihyun if that’s really what you want me to be.”

“Yeah,” your nephew cheered, beginning to talk you both through his drawing, unaware of your eyes meeting behind him talking together.

“Are you alright with being uncle?” You whispered, not wanting Kihyun to feel forced at all.

“I’m over the moon to be his uncle.”

Hyungwon:

There was a look of surprise on Hyungwon’s face as soon as your niece spoke to him, unsure if he’d misheard. “What did you just say?” Hyungwon asked your niece, wanting to check what he’d heard for definite.

Your niece ran back up to Hyungwon after beginning to walk away. “I told you to come and play Uncle Hyungwon,” she repeated.

“Uncle Hyungwon?” He quizzed, looking between your niece and then back across to you. “Don’t you mean Hyungwon?” He added, running his hand through his hair as he struggled to know what to say to her.

“Uncle Hyungwon,” she repeated again, “are you deaf or something?”

You struggled to hold back your laughter as your niece jokingly snapped across at Hyungwon. “She’s got a point, she’s said it plenty of times for you to hear.”

“I’m just surprised,” Hyungwon told you both, “am I going to have to get used to being Uncle Hyungwon from now on?”

“Yeah,” your niece excitedly told him, “you’re too nice to just be Hyungwon to me now.”

“Well, it’s an honour to be uncle.”

Jooheon:

A puzzled expression formed on your nephew’s face as he read through the birthday card that you had written for him. “Why does it just say from Auntie Y/N and Jooheon?” He enquired, “not Uncle Jooheon?”

Jooheon knelt down beside him as he read through the card once again, “that’s because that’s who I am, Jooheon, aren’t I?”

“Why not Uncle Jooheon though?” Your nephew then challenged, leaving Jooheon speechless. “If you’re going out with my auntie then doesn’t that make you my uncle? I can’t just call you Jooheon, can I?”

“You want me to be your uncle?” Jooheon asked, “are you sure?”

Your nephew nodded in reply as Jooheon looked to you for a little bit of help. “I think it makes perfect sense, I should’ve written Uncle Jooheon on your card.”

“It’s all Auntie Y/N’s fault, don’t you think Y/N/N?” Jooheon added, unable to stop himself from berating you alongside your nephew.

“You two are a terrible team,” you scolded, “the worst uncle and nephew in the whole world.”

“We’re the best team in the world!”

I.M:

He hovered behind you as the two of you entered your family home, greeted by noise straight away. “Y/N/N,” you called out to your niece as you watched her running around, deciding to quickly catch her attention.

Straight away she ran over to you both, leaping into Changkyun’s arms. “Auntie Y/N! Hi Uncle Changkyun!” She yelled out.

“Uncle?” Changkyun asked her in surprise, staring at her with a smile on his face as she innocently looked back across to him. “Am I uncle Changkyun now all of a sudden?” He then quizzed to make sure he heard.

“Yeah, you’re uncle,” she explained, “just like Auntie Y/N is auntie.”

Changkyun’s nervous eyes looked to you as your head nodded back at him. “Do you want to be Uncle Changkyun?” You asked him, worried that he was panicked.

“Of course,” he quickly responded, hearing the giggles of your niece right beside him, “I would absolutely love to be your uncle Y/N/N.”

“Uncle Changkyun,” she repeated, “don’t you think that that sounds super cool Auntie Y/N?”

“I think that it sounds the coolest.”

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[mebeindelulu]

He calls you clingy - Im Changkyun

bf! Changkyun x fem! reader . a little bit of angst, fluff .

After a whole day spent at the university, finally you could meet your boyfriend Changkyun. So you picked up the take out and rushed to the studio where he was working on his new album.

When you arrived, the door was slightly opened so you quickly noticed that two people were talking inside.

"Uh... I can't go with you bro. Yn will be here in a minute. We spent littleraly the whole day yesterday but she can't live without me." You heard him ironically laughing, "I love her but Jesus... She is so clingy sometimes that it is annoying".

You were so so confused. You've never heard something like that from Changkyun. Yesterday you both had really a good time from coffee date, cooking dinner together to watching your favourite movies and walking around the Han river at night. And the whole idea about spending almost the whole day together was his idea, so hearing that you are "clingy" and that he has enough of you really got the worst insecurities out of you. Tears started to form in your eyes as you turned around and stormed out of the building.

In the bus you texted Changkyun that something in the university came up and you have to stay longer so you won't come to the studio today. When you arrived at your tini apartment you decided to drink the sadness away with wine.

To give Changkyun more space that he "needed", you thought that it will be a good idea to not text with him too much and to not meet with him as well this week. And the word part was that it looked like he is totally fine with that.

After one day that you declined his phone call saying that you have classes, he didn't call you anymore. And after two days instead of replaying to his "Good morning baby, how are you?" as you usually did sending him selfie or describing your day by the voice message, you only replayed "good, I'm just bussy" and he stopped to text you first. So you both were barely texting at all.

After a week of going to university and spending all your free time sitting alone in the apartment, your best friend could tell that there is something that is bothering you, so she told you to get ready because you are going to a party Friday night.

At the party you drink a few drinks and had fun dancing with your friends. You need that kind of distraction from overthinking your relationship and crying every night because your biggest fears came true: he got bored of you. At least that was what you thought.

One of your friends took photo of your group on the dance floor and posted on Instagram with caption "the single ladies", which could get interpreted wrong. Most of the girls in your group were not single. But the song that was played at the time when you were dancing was Beyonce's "Single Ladies" and that's why she added that caption. It had nothing to do with if you are taken or not.

When you were at the party, Changkyun was working at the studio, just like for the last couple weeks, working on his album. And he even wouldn't know that you are at the club if not his friend sent him a screenshot of your friend's "Single Ladies" post.

He suddenly got jealous and betrayed. You said that you will study all night and that's why you can't meet with him, when he asked if you want to spend the evening with him. It hurt him that you avoided him last week, but also he tried to understand you since you were studying so hard for the exams that are coming next week.

He couldn't understand why you didn't even texted him anymore like you used to. A single selfie and "good morning jiagi" would be enough for him. But there was only silence for the past week. And when he texted first you gave him only short replies.

But also deep down he knew that sometimes you need some time alone to isolate yourself from others and be alone with your own thoughts. And he thought that after isolating yourself from people you will come back to normal life and spend a lot of time with him.

But after seeing that you are at the club instead of being with him, he thought that something must be wrong. So he decided that it's enough. Changkyun put on his coat, took his car keys and rushed to the club that you were in (thankfully your friend added a location to her post).

You was standing by the bar with a drink in your hand when some tall guy joined you.

"Hi, what are you doing here?... Alone?"

You could tell that he is handsome, but weren't interested. Your friends were dancing on the dance floor but you were not in the mood to join them do you stayed here, drinking. But you didn't wanted to give such a classy answer so you decided to be a little bit cocky since you had nothing to do.

"And why are you asking, hmm?" He laughed at your question and tried to lean closer to you. But you took a step back. It was too much for you.

"Because a beautiful women like you shouldnt be alone in a place like that." He said putting his hand on your hips, which you immediately shaked off.

And at this moment someone pushed the man away. It was Changkyun. "Don't come close to her, she's mine. Understand?" You could see his jaw clenching.

"Okay, okay. Got it. Chill man." The guy said laughing and walking away.

You were happy that he was here but at the same time you were confused how he knew where you've been.

"Changkyun? What are you doing here?"

"I should ask you the same question!!!" He yelled at you. "What was that? Who was this guy?" He was really mad. And you didn't like that he yelled at you like that... especially when you didn't do anything wrong.

He was angry seeing some guy that close to you, especially that lately you distanced yourself from him.

You suddenly become anxious, tears forming in your eyes, you lowered your head down. When Changkyun saw that you become tense, he shook his head and sadness took over his anger. He hated seeing you crying. And he knew that you really badly endure if someone is yelling at you.

"It's okay, I'm sorry. I didn't wanted to yell at you. I'm sorry." His voice soften as he took a step forward and took your hands in his. You relaxed by his touch.

"Let's go home, Okay?" You nodded your head to his question.

"But first I have to tell girls that I'm leaving" and as you said you quickly swiped of tears and went to the dance floor where girls were dancing and said that you are leaving with your boyfriend. Of course they wanted you to stay and tried to hold you but Changkyun intervened and they let you go.

You were driving in silence for the most of the ride. And it wasn't a comfortable silence. You both could feel the tension.

"Sooo you still didn't answer my question. What you were doing at the party? I thought that you were studying tonight." He asked looking at the road and avoiding an eye contact. You felt so terrible. You didn't want to lie to your boyfriend but you still was sad that he thought that you are clingy. And studying was an excuse to not to spend time with him and give him space. But right now you started to have doubts about it.

"I was but Mia decided that they can't leave me alone so I had to go with them." You answered mirroring Kyuns behaviour, looking ahead on the road.

"Oh, so you have time to go out to drink but you don't have time to give me at least one call, huh?" You could feel that he was hurt. But so you were too.

"I thought that I'm a burden to you so I decided to give you space..." You put your head low and started to play with your fingers.

At that time you arrived at your apartment parking.

"What? I've never said anything like that. Where did you get this from?" Finally he turned to look at you.

"But you did say something like that. About a week ago, when I came to the studio the door to your room was open and I've heard you complaining about me to Soobin. You said that you have enough of spending a lot of time with me and that I'm clingy. So I decided not to come in and instead I went home." Holding his both hands on the wheel he listened to you carefully as you quietly explained your point of view.

"I don't even know what to say right now YN." he looked at you with mixed emotions. You couldn't say if he is angry, sad or just disappointed. "Then don't say anything" that proved that he didn't care about you so you wanted to get out of the car as quick as possible but his hand on your shoulder stopped you.

"Don't. Please. I'm sorry, listen..." When you looked at him with teary eyes he thought that his heart stopped. It really hurt you what he said a week ago. Changkyun took your hand and hold in his both hands.

"Yn, baby. I didn't want to say that. I didn't mean that, really." He hold your chin and put it up so you were looking at him. "I love you and I love spending time with you, please believe me." A tear went down your face and he swiped it with his thumb.

"I just had a hard day. We are finishing my album and everything is just stressing me out. I know that it is not an excuse but I seriously had no idea why I said that, I'm sorry."

"Can I hug you?" You asked shyly and Kyun immediately hugged you caressing slowly his hand on your back and the other hand patting gently your head.

"If I ever say something like that again just punch me in the face" He said, which make you laugh.

"Do you want me to stay with you for the night?" He asked While still hugging you. You pulled out from his embrace. "Yes, if you can..."

"Of course I can baby" he said kissing your lips.

And that's how you both spent the night drinking wine and talking about this whole week. He said sorry to you a couple more times and promised that you are his favourite person and he will never have enough of you.

End.

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[kpopyourcherryy]

Playing with Fire- Pt 3

Genre; Smut

Length; 2,040 words

Kinks; Demon AU, slight religion kink, knifeplay, etc

A/N; Hopefully after a long- and I mean LONG hiatus my stories still hit the way they used to~

His gently yet harsh bites had needy little whimpers flowing out of you, “P-Please..” You whined as he began grinding his hardening members along your clothed heat. 

“Sh, sh,-” Wonho replied, picking up you up as he walked backward towards your bed. Swiftly, he turned around, tossing you down onto the mattress before climbing on top of you; with the blade still in hand, he ran it down your chest. 

“I was going to wait but..” He added as he reached the end of your shirt, slipping the icy weapon underneath it- slowly cutting open the thin fabric. 

“You’re just too delicious to resist..”

Your skin radiated with goosebumps as the cold metal slid across your chest, the fraying fabric ticking you and he sliced it open with ease. Your face blushed, the blood rushing to your cheeks causing the small cut to leak. How could your body react to him in this way? Feeling so drawn, so hypnotized by his touch despite knowing this form he took was only an illusion.

Your eyes nervously switched from staring at the blade to the man.. the being.. that hovered over you. “D-Don’t hurt me..” You sheepishly whimpered while silently scolding yourself for being so cowardly.

Wonho chuckled, his sharpened canines flashing as his malicious smile grew. Fuck, he loved hearing that tinge of fear lacing your voice, it was like music to his ears.

“Sweet girl,” he purred, his forked tongue licking his lower lip as he pulled your cut top open- revealing your soft breasts. “I thought you hunters were supposed to be so brave, so strong, so unyielding..” he teased, his gaze meeting yours. “But look at you..” his hands caressed your sides, sending shockwaves through you as they traveled upwards- “you’re here under me..” lightly circling your nipples with his fingertips, “wanting me to be inside you..”

A soft whine left your parted lips as he begin peppering soft kisses on your nipples- switching between the two before taking one into his mouth, licking and sucking on his while his hand massaged the other breast. “Oh fuck..~” You airily purred, closing your eyes as your body betrayed you- adoring the feeling of his touch while your mind berated you.

You slut! How can you just lay there and take it? Fight back! Kick him- do something!

Your mind screamed at you as your needy sounds grew louder the harsher he got with your breasts before you winced, letting out a soft cry as you opened your eyes- looking down at the demon that was beginning to desecrate you, watching as his fangs were sunken into the top of your breast. Your mouth hung open as gasps left you- your gazes met once again and Wonho pulled away.

“Hmm..” He hummed, running his tongue over the penetration marks- “You look pretty with my mark on you, y/n..”

A small tear dripped down your cheek as you still tried breathing through the lingering sting, “Sh, sh, sh~ Don’t worry my girl..” He snickered, bringing his hand up to wipe your cheek- smearing the blood with it, “This is just my little signature, just incase you or anyone else forgets you belong to me now.” Rising up, he positioned himself with each of your legs to his sides, undoing his pants and brought them down just enough for his member to spring free.

He watched intently as your eyes glued to it, your soft cheeks flushed a bright pink than before as your remained speechless but your body reacted- he could smell your arousal as he peered down at you, stroking his shaft.

God were you beautiful, no wonder your were the daughter of a hunter- the daughter of a righteous man, He thought to himself. Your face, so youthful; your body, so luscious- your scent, alluring. There was no doubting you were divinely made. That’s why he just had to have you- from now until the end of time.

His free hand moved from your breast to your lower half, grazing the backs of his fingers along your mound, “My little hunter..” He practically sung, his devilish smile still sprawled across his face as your hips began to buck up at his touch, “Your dad would kill you if he found out what you’re doing.”

Your eyes widen at the thought, “I-I’m not..” Your nervously began, your breath hitching his his digits drew closer to your heat, “I’m not doing anything.”

“Ah~” Wonho giggles, rolling his eyes as he slowly ran his finger tips along your slit- costing them with your juices. “Lies are from the devil, y/n~” He teased, leaning forward he replaced his finger tips with the tip of his manhood- gently doing the same enticing motion. Watching as you looked at him so needily, biting down on your lower lip- he could see just how badly you wanted him inside your perfect little cunt, but he wanted to hear your say it.

“Tell me baby,” His breath catching in his throat as his body aches so badly for yours, “Tell me you want my inside you,” The head of his manhood still rubbing along your slit, teasing your entrance as he spoke, “I want to hear you say how badly you want a demon to fuck you.”

The growl that laced his sentence caused shivers to run down your spine, soft whines still left your lips as your body just melted at his words. You knew this was a bad idea- you remembered your studies, your recalled each word on every book you read about demons who laid with humans- how they followed you for life, how they fed off your life force, how once you gave up your innocence your soul would be eternally damned- yet you didn’t seem to care in this moment, all you wanted was for him to fill you.

“Wonho- please~” You softly murmured, your hands rising up from their stiff positions at your side to his face- caressing his jawline with your thumbs, your gazes staying locked on one another. You watched him study you, taking every bit of you in as he slowly entered you without a second thought.

With your back arching off the mattress, an airy moan leaving your reddened lips; you felt all of him, writhing in the immense pleasure this entity gave you.

This was it for you. The end of your innocence. The end of your life as a hunter before it even began, because in the end how could you hunt knowing full well you allowed him to take you. Despite knowing you ended the family trade you gave absolutely no fucks about anything else in this moment, maybe you would regret this later- now that you were forever tied to a demon- but he just felt too good for you to care.

Wonho relished in the feeling of you- the feeling of your core wrapped tightly around him, pulsating as your need for him to fuck you harder grew. He relished in your soft touch, the way your face gracefully contorted as he thrust into you while adoring your erotically melodic moans that escaped you.

“So pretty..~” He hummed, his hands gripping you so tightly you just knew you’d have evidence of this encounter tomorrow, “My sweet angel, you’re so pretty. And this perfect pussy-“ He growled, his thrusts deepening as he aimed to hear you cry out for him, “-was made for me m, hmmm? You were made for me y/n.”

His words left you feeling so needy yet so degraded. “Ahh~ Ahh~ Oh fuck..” You whined, your hands moving from his face to his biceps- squeezing them tighter and tighter as he drove into you.

The feeling of Wonho inside you was exquisite, it was a feeling that you knew no human could ever replicate, and now you understood how people are so easily manipulated into giving their souls to this creatures. “Wonho~ my god ~ Fuck you feel so good…~” You purred in between heavy breathes and whimpers. Your chest and face warming up as your climax already began closing in.

“Yes baby.. I am your god now..~” He cheekily sneered, hissing in between his teeth as your heat began to throb around him, “Is my angel gonna finish?” He teased, licking his lips as he quickened his pace.

His hands moving from your waist to your face, gripping it- keeping your eyes on him. He wanted to see how gorgeous you’d look cumming underneath him, but most of all he wanted to make sure you took in every second- every feeling- of him fucking you.

You weakly nodded as he kept his tightened grip on your face, “Mhmm..” You whimpered, barely able to make out a single word as your mind filled with nothing but euphoria.

“Cum for me, love~” Wonho purred, his body heating up as he felt his end getting closer with each stroke, “Cum with me Y/n..” His pace quickened, earning erotic moans from the two of you.

The room felt hot as the need to finish consumed the two of you.

“Ah~ I-I’m-“ You hardly manage to get out a single word as your body nearly melted into the mattress- your cunt squeezing around his manhood as you reached your high. Tears threatened to flow down your cheeks as he continued his onslaught, the sensitivity you felt while your body tried to ride out your orgasm was other worldly.

Wonho pressed his lips against yours as he watched the tears fill your eyes, pulling you into a deep kiss as his felt his own peak reach him. You just felt too damn good.

Driving himself deeper into you, he finished- filling you up as a way to solidify his tie to you.

Now you’d never be able to fully rid yourself of him.

Before you could even process what had happened, how you felt, or any of the above reasonable questions- your eyes widened, full of fear as the front door burst opened then slammed shut.

Heavy footsteps in the living room permeated through the house. You knew those weighted steps anywhere. Immediately your heart sank as the reality of your hook up slowly sunk in, your eyes fell on the man- no the creature on top of you.

“You have to go!” You frantically whispered; breaking the kiss, smacking his bicep as he slowly pumped himself inside you.

“Y/n!” You could hear your father shout from the base of the stairs. “I’m home, are you okay?” After hunts, successful or not, he always came home and immediately checked on you.

Wonho chuckled, the thought of your dad walking in- witnessing his innocent girl having just been defiled by the very monster he hunts was enticing.

“How would your father react to knowing what a little whore you are for me?” He teased, planting a soft peck at the corner of your mouth.

“Wonho please,” You pleaded even quicker now as his footsteps slowly came up the stairs. “He’ll kill you. Please.”

With a smirk, he slowly rose off your form, allowing you to begin to collect yourself for whatever lie you were about to come up with to trick your poor ole dad.

“Looks like someone doesn’t want me dead anymore, hmm princess..” Buckling his pants, he loomed over you once more, peppering soft kisses down your body before reaching your core. He kissed your mound, he found himself wanting to dive in and eat you as if he had been starving for a millennia, but before could your dads heavy knocks filled the room.

Standing once more, he walked over to a dark corner of your room. Giving you a little smirk and wave, “Looks like I got to go, my angel.” He said, the darkness slowly creeping around him causing his eyes to nearly be the only thing visible.

Chills ran down your spine as you threw off your tattered shirt, covering your naked form with your comforter as you watched the entity disappear with each of your dad’s heavy knocks, your body growing sore as it calmed from the nights events. Before completely vanishing from sight, Wonho sneered,

“I’ll see you again very soon, angel.~”

“You belong to me after all.~”

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Abience

abience (n.) - the strong urge to avoid someone or something

Pairing: Minhyuk (Monsta X) x Fem!Reader; Genre: exes to lovers, romance, SMUT, jackson wang party; Rating: MDNI, nsfw, 18+; Warnings: typical house party stuff > drinking alcohol, loud music, mentions of body shots, dancing; also running away from your ex, arguing, jumping into a boat, minhyuk can't swim, falling into a lake; SMUT > making out, kissing, unprotected sex, voyeurism, breast play; Wordcount: 3.007; Collab: Project X

Summary: The second your ex showed up at the party, you had the strong urge to avoid him at all costs. Minhyuk on the other hand had a different idea.

A/N: While the Collab stopped a few other writers and I decided to keep it going and connect our stories around the infamous Jackson Wang party. This is my first of three entries! Aaaaand should you find some written by @mingsolo @daemour @sanjoongie and @hongcherry in the near or far future, make sure to check them out as well and look for the easter eggs all of us have dropped in each story to connect them! Have fun reading!

“What makes a Jackson Wang party so different to any other house party thrown by some random dude?” You asked and swirled the liquid of your red solo cup around. 

After someone called body shots in the kitchen you had grabbed your friend and fled the scene, refusing to participate in a game where you almost had to strip and let random guys slobber all over your stomach - or worse you had to drink from theirs.

“You’re aware of the luxury surrounding you?” Your friend laughed and chucked down her own drink. She locked arms with you and pulled you along the house, peeking into every room on your way.

You stopped in your tracks, when you saw a frantic looking Hyungwon pushing through the hallway. He halted in front of you, probably recognising you. “The kitchen?”

Maybe he didn’t remember you and only asked you due to the solo cup in your hand. You pointed over your shoulder, your eyes following him. Just before he vanished from your sight, he turned back and waved to you. “Thanks y/n!”

Your eyes widened momentarily in surprise but you didn’t want to dwell on it. Technically Hyungwon was a part of your past. Ever since you broke up with Minhyuk - his roommate - you haven’t seen Hyungwon either and you weren’t too affected by it.

As you and your friend wandered further through the house, commenting on everything that you two saw - including the hot, blond foreigner, who seemingly was like a little kid on christmas day, soaking in every detail he saw.

You two snickered and continued your way around the house, reaching the somewhat called play room. “Oh pool tables!” Your friend squealed in excitement and pulled you into the room as well.

At one end you saw a group of people playing beer pong or some sort of variation of it, while two men occupied the large pool table and played a game against each other. They had a few viewers, mostly girls that swooned over them - and your friend seemingly was now one of them.

You tilted your head and observed the situation, finding it quite amusing how smitten some people could become by a guy that knew how to play. Your jaw tensed when you recognised one of them as Yoon Jeonghan - a colleague of Minhyuk. You dreaded turning your head and checking on the other guy but your body moved on its own accord. You two locked eyes. A flurry of emotions played over Minhyuk’s face, showing surprise, wonder and delight, while you were sure your own face showed panic.

Not even thinking about informing your friend, you turned on your heel and rushed out of the room. There was no way you could stay in the same room as him. Not after your break up was more than unclear and you still hadn’t come to terms with it.

You heard Minhyuk excuse himself behind you, thrusting the queue into someone else's hands and following you as quickly as possible. With the adrenaline pumping through your body, you pushed through groups of people and went into a different room, hoping to lose him in the crowds.

Someone grabbed your hand and pulled you into the middle of the room, forcing you to dance along with dozens of others. Bodies got tightly pressed against another, barely moving to the rhythm of the loud music anymore.

Despite you being significantly smaller than most of the other dancers - especially since you didn’t wear heels like most of the women around you - you worried about being found by Minhyuk. Restlessly your head turned over your shoulders again and again, checking your back every other second just to be sure.

When you noticed Minhyuk inside of the room, you pressed yourself through the dancers and away from his side, wishing to escape on the other side.

Somehow Minhyuk noticed you and quickly followed you again, only losing you momentarily in the next room. He huffed in frustration when you kept on slipping through his fingers, seemingly vanishing right before he got to you.

You slipped through the back entrance of the house, breathing in the fresh air around you. For a while you wondered whether you should stay here, go around the house to the front or do something else.

“Y/N!”

You whipped around, seeing Minhyuk in the doorway. He appeared a little more dishevelled than when you first saw him. You probably didn’t look any better after pushing through so many sweaty bodies for probably half an hour already. 

Nonetheless you didn’t let him say another word. Instead you speed walked out into the open. When you looked over your shoulder and saw him running after you, you screeched and picked up the pace yourself. You ran across the lawn and towards the wooden docks at the lake.

Minhyuk stopped at the shore and called out after you, running his hands through his hair desperately when he saw you jumping into a small rowing boat.

“What do you want?” You called back, stretching your arms out to balance yourself as you turned around still standing.

“Please, I just wanna talk to you.”

“But I don’t wanna talk to you!” You stomped on the ground with one foot, quickly regretting the decision as you dropped down and grabbed onto the sides of the boat. You waited for the shaking to subside before you looked back up towards Minhyuk. “We broke up. Please just leave me alone.”

Minhyuk had set one foot on the dock, unsure whether he wanted to move closer or stay on land. After all, he never properly learned how to swim, so water awoke a healthy amount of respect inside of him. “We both know that wasn’t a true break up! We had one fight and from then on you just ghosted me!”

“I did NOT ghost you! I told you I was done and then I left!” You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “That’s breaking up!”

You hadn’t noticed how the boat wasn’t properly secured at the dock and how the violent shaking from your part slowly got it loose, making you drift away from the wooden platform.

Minhyuk stepped on the docks completely, his legs shaking as he walked closer to the edge. Though when he reached it, the boat was already out of reach.

You clenched your jaw, still glaring at him and praying for his own good that he wouldn’t pull you in just so he could continue to speak to you. Though when you noticed Minhyuk frantically looking around the ground he was standing on, you started to feel nervous.

“Y/N? Do you have a paddle in that boat? I think you need to row back.” Minhyuk called out to you, looking at you with worry shining in his eyes.

You twisted and turned your body, checking every little space inside the small boat but coming up empty handed. Finally fear settled in your own system and you looked back up at Minhyuk with wide eyes. Your mind was already racing as it tried to come up with a solution.

“Fuck”, Minhyuk cursed and bent down, untying his shoes and placing them to the side. He almost completely undressed until he only stood in his boxers. He swallowed harshly and walked a few steps back, before he turned to you again. Anxiously shaking his hands next to his body he tried hyping himself up.

You screamed when he started running and jumped into the dark lake. You stared at him with wide eyes while he paddled - rather ungracefully - towards you and the boat, splashing water everywhere.

A shriek escaped your lips and you raised your hands towards your face, shielding it from the water. 

Minhyuk grabbed onto the side of the boat, breathing heavily. His body shook violently and he wasn’t sure whether it was from the cold, the adrenaline or the panic he felt while being inside the water. 

“Now that you reached the boat, what is your plan?” You asked him, still in disbelief of what he just did. “Are you pulling the boat back to the shore?”

Minhyuk grunted lowly and tried pulling himself into the boat. Though with his shaking the opposite happened. The boat started shaking violently enough for you to lose your balance and fall head first into the water as well.

You coughed heavily as soon as you breached the surface again, wiping the water and your wet hair out of your face. You glared towards Minhyuk and with a few strokes swam closer to him, only to hit him on the shoulder.

“Shit, are you okay?” Minhyuk ignored the pain in his shoulder, reaching out to you instead and cupping your cheek. “I didn’t mean to.”

You sighed heavily and pointed towards the boat that he still held with one hand. “Let us get you inside that boat now.”

“No, no, no. You should go first!”

“So that I can fall into the water twice? No, thank you.” You told him with a firm shake of your head. “We also still need to get this boat back to the dock and I can pull it while swimming there. I’m soaked anyway.” You silently swam around the boat until you found the rope that should have been holding it to the dock and grabbed it, swimming back to Minhyuk.

“I’ll help you.”

“Minhyuk”, you sighed softly, unsure how to tell him that he wouldn’t be much of a help with his nonexistent skill of swimming.

He sighed himself, his head hanging lowly. Minhyuk avoided looking at you, his grip on the boat tightening while he fought with himself. “I know I won’t be much help”, he whispered, shortly glancing up to you, “but please don’t make me get in that boat and let you pull me back to the shore. I made enough of a fool out of myself just now. I don’t think my ego can take another blow.”

“Alright.” You didn’t argue with him. Instead you turned around and headed for the dock, pulling the boat behind you as you swam the relatively short distance.

Once you reached the dock, you motioned for Minhyuk to pull himself up first. He followed your request and then took the rope, tying it around a metal bar on the dock. As soon as he made sure it was secure, he turned to you again and held out his hand for you to grab.

You smiled up at him and accepted his hand but instead of getting pulled up, you pulled him back down into the water. Snickering and then laughing loudly when he broke through the surface, gasping for air. “Payback”, you told him between your laughing fits. You still held out your hand and pulled him back to the dock when he grabbed it.

“I guess I deserved that”, he muttered and pushed his hair out of his face.

“Maybe”, you grinned and swam closer to him, wrapping one arm around his neck and pressing your body against his. “But you also deserve a thanks. For trying to save me.”

“Which I failed horribly”, he looked down, unhappy with how everything turned out to be. 

“Hey”, you cupped his face and made him look into your eyes, “you did something you’ve never done before and I am so, so proud of you, love.” With that you leaned up and kissed him, closing your eyes in the process.

Minhyuk wrapped one of his arms around your middle, pulling you closer against him and deepening the kiss, while his other hand grabbed on the wooden dock, keeping you two afloat. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pressed your core against him. With delight you noticed how his dick grew from the pressure you put on him.

“Get on the dock”, he growled against your lips, placing his free hand beneath your ass and pushing you up. As soon as he made sure you were safely on the dock, he pulled himself up as well, immediately crawling over to your sitting form and caging you in.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss, ignoring your wet clothes clinging to your skin.

Minhyuk rolled his hips against yours every now and then, eliciting soft moans from you, which he greedily ate up with his kisses. When he decided he had enough, he got on his knees and opened your jeans, pulling the soaked fabric down your legs.

You had to kick your legs even to finally get them as well as your shoes off. You simultaneously unbuttoned your white blouse, which had now become see through, showing your satin bra. All of your wet clothes - including your underwear, because neither of you had the patience to wait any longer - landed in a pile right next to you.

Minhyuk had pulled his boxers down as well, leaving both of you completely naked. His eyes wandered over your form, fingers gently brushing along the curves of your body. “Damn, I fucking missed that sight.” He leaned down and greedily kissed along your body, sucking and nibbling little love bites in his way as well.

Your head automatically rolled back as you arched your body underneath his little ministrations. The second you felt one of his hands on your thigh, you opened your legs, welcoming him between them immediately. You moaned softly when he rolled his hips into yours again, rubbing his hard dick against your folds.

“You’re so fucking beautiful”, Minhyuk whispered against your skin, nosing along your neck and jawline. “I missed you so fucking much.” He pressed himself against your body, edging you on until you grew impatient and writhed underneath him, searching for that friction.

“Please, Min”, you gasped and arched your back even more, “please, I need you inside of me. Now!”

Minhyuk chuckled and brushed his fingers along your side. “So fucking needy for me.” He grabbed your breast with one hand, groping it and circling your hardened nipple with his thumb. 

His slow ministrations were turning you on like nothing else but at the same time they were torture. You wanted nothing more than to feel his thick cock inside of your tight pussy. You wanted to suck him in, feeling him hit that one spot inside of you over and over again.

After all the years you two were together, Minhyuk knew exactly when you had become so needy for him that you basically became puddy underneath his touch. He aligned his dick with your centre and pushed into you, groaning in pleasure from the feeling.

He halted momentarily when he had completely sunken into you, pressing his forehead into the crook of your neck while he breathed heavily. It’s been so long since he felt you around him. Your scent, your touch, everything turned him on, intoxicated him, made him addicted to you.

“Fuck me”, you exhaled and tentatively squeezed around his shaft. You moaned loudly the second Minhyuk started to pull out and thrust back into you, setting a pace that turned your brain into a mess.

Minhyuk thrusted into you over and over again, panting heavily above you but not slowing down at all. It simply felt too good to fuck you again like this.

Soon enough you tipped over the edge, your whole body spasming and your moans mixed with whimpers of sensitivity. 

Minhyuk immediately came after you, pushing himself deep inside of you and staying there until his dick softened. He rolled next to you, his chest moving rapidly. “Fuck.”

“Yeah”, you laughed softly and scooted closer to him, snuggling into his side. “That was amazing.” 

Minhyuk hummed and wrapped his arms around your form, pulling you into him as he nosed the side of your head with closed eyes. “I missed that. Missed you.”

“Maybe I overreacted back then”, you mumbled and drew random lines on his chest, avoiding looking at him. “Because I missed you too. Missed touching you, kissing you.” 

Minhyuk grabbed your chin and tilted your head so you would look at him. “What do you say about starting over?” He leaned down and kissed you - gently and so soft, giving you the choice to deepen it.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself deeper into the kiss, licking over his lips and moaning against them when his hands wandered over your naked body again.

“As much as I wanna fuck you all over again”, Minhyuk said once you two broke the kiss to get some air, “I think we should change the location for that.”

You sat up and looked around, slowly nodding and agreeing with his statement. Yet, you only stared at your pile of soaked clothes, pulling a face at the thought of putting them on again.

Minhyuk pushed himself up into a sitting position as well, kissing your cheek with a soft laugh. “If you promise me not to flash anyone your cute little butt, I’ll give you my shirt to wear until we’re inside an empty bathroom.”

“Bathroom? Not the bedroom?” You raised one eyebrow in question, even tilting your head like a little puppy.

“Our clothes need a tumble dryer and-” he leaned over to you, one of his hands running over your skin, while he kissed you softly - “your skin is freezing cold. I want you to take a hot shower so you won’t get sick.”

“Only if you’re in that shower with me”, you smirked, already struggling to keep your hands to yourself.

“That can be arranged.” Minhyuk grinned against your lips, gently biting your lower lip before he stood up and pulled you along. He gave you his shirt and got into his dry pants himself. He then grabbed the pile of wet clothes, watching how you seductively buttoned his shirt up.

Thankfully it covered all the important places, though it didn’t stop him from eating you up with his eyes. “It’s gonna be a long night, love.”

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One Shot/One Song #1 Lee Minhyuk

THIS POST CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. PLEASE READ WITH THAT IN MIND!

Zero to a Hundred in One Night

Lee Minhyuk x Reader

Inspired By: Open Mind - Wonho

Summary: Minhyuk rescues you at a club and the attraction is instant. You can’t resist his bluntness and follow him back to his hotel.

Word Count: 3,548

Genre: smut

Warnings/Contains: cursing, one night stand, unprotected sex

You’re sulking at the bar when, out of nowhere, something hits you from behind. Turning, you see a drunk club patron hovering over you, his stale breath filling your nostrils. You’re angry at the intrusion but realize it won’t do any good to make a scene. In his inebriated state, he wouldn’t understand you anyway.

“Watch out,” you yell over the music. Before you can turn away, he grabs your wrist. You try to shake him off, but his grip is surprisingly firm. He tries to pull you closer, and you demand he let go.

“Come on baby. Don’t be so stuck up.”

“I said let go!”

“You know you want it,” he sputters in your ear. He’s trying to kiss your neck, but you end up covered in his drool as you fight him off. You push him away with your free hand, but he’s hell bent on getting to first base and you can’t get away.

He suddenly drops your wrist, and you stumble off balance. You regain your composure to see that someone has pulled him off you. The drunk man stumbles backward and falls to the floor.

“Are you okay?” the stranger asks.

You nod as you see the drunk man scrambling back up from the floor, ready for a fight. The stranger puts his hands up in surrender.

“I’m not looking for trouble,” he says backing away. Everyone around you has started to stare.

“Then you should have stayed out of our business!” the drunk man roars.

“I don’t think the lady wanted to be a part of your business,” the stranger spits back.

The drunk man teeters, grasping for something to steady himself. He’s trying to walk toward you when two men break from the crowd and struggle to drag him away. He’s cursing as they rush him out the door. The crowd disperses back to their drinks and dancing as if nothing happened.

The stranger turns to you. “Are you sure you’re okay? That guy was an ass.”

“I’m fine. Thank you for stepping in.” You let out a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding. You’re reeling from what just happened, your heart pounding, beads of sweat on your forehead.

“Here. Sit down.” He pulls out the nearest bar stool, bracing you with his hand as he eases you into the chair. Once you’re firmly seated, he makes his way over to a bartender. As he’s talking, his gaze wanders back to where you're waiting. The club’s flashing lights glint off his coal-colored eyes. Their shape is warm and soft, despite the cold, hardness of their color. The way his raven hair hangs slightly longer over one brow is alluring, the glow of his rich tawny skin against the alabaster of his fitted shirt, delectable.

He makes his way over to you with two glasses. Handing you the larger one first, he orders you to drink. You realize it’s water as the frigid liquid slides down your throat, squelching the remaining flames of your anger.

“Thank you,” you shout over the music.

“And this one,” he commands you, now holding out the smaller glass. You raise a questioning eyebrow. “To relax,” he adds.

You down the golden liquid in one shot. It’s bourbon, and it’s sweet and smooth. You smile at him, feeling much more at ease.

“Now that I’ve plied you with liquor, I should probably introduce myself,” he chuckles. “I’m Minhyuk.” He extends his hand. You take it, eyeing how his slim delicate wrists morph into gentle, yet masculinely sculpted hands.

“I’m Y/N. And thank you, again, for stepping in.”

“It was my pleasure.” He sits down on the stool beside you, examining you from top to bottom. His gaze makes you shift uncomfortably in your seat. You fidget with your earring.

“Would you like something else to drink?” he asks at last. He's yet to take his eyes off you. You nod, seeking a reprieve from his unnerving stare. But you’re not ready for your interaction with him to end. He catches the bartender’s attention, and she quickly makes her way over, looking him up and down unabashedly.

“What can I get for you, sweetheart?” she purrs seductively.

“Two bourbons, neat please,” he replies flatly, not responding to her advances.

She returns a few moments later, setting two glasses in front of him, and trying one more time to gain his attention. “If there’s anything else you need, please let me know.”

He looks away from her, and nods in response. She walks away, clearly unhappy with his lack of attention.

“God, I hate women like that,” you scoff, rolling your eyes.

“Don’t worry,” he smirks, leaning closer. The sweet smell of bourbon mixed with the musk of his cologne inundates your senses. “She’s nothing. It’s obvious you’re the only one that matters.”

He’s making you nervous again, but this time there’s another feeling alongside. You’re attracted to him, and his close proximity is making it hard to breathe.

He leans back on the stool, and you sigh involuntarily. You blush; he obviously heard you. He chuckles, entertained by your reaction. His tongue caresses his lips, and you stare lecherously. You grind the palms of your hands into your thighs, trying to push away the filthy thoughts that are invading your mind.

“Dance with me,” he dictates, pulling you from your seat.

“I don’t really dance,” you whine behind him.

On the dance floor, his arms tightly circle your waist. You still, your chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. The music pounds in your ears alongside your heartbeat.

“I don’t know how.” You blush. His smile is amused, but warm, as his hands slide to your hips, pulling you against him. His breath tickles your ear.

“Don’t worry. Just follow me.” He moves in rhythm with the music, his hands guiding you. “See? It’s easy.”

He’s incredibly close and his cock is unmistakably hard. Your core clenches when he sighs in your ear. He murmurs, “I’m letting you know that I want you.”

You jerk away from him with a small gasp and his grin is lascivious. You’re taken aback. No one has ever been so forward with you. Beads of sweat form on the back of your neck and you fidget with your earring again, unsure how to respond. He reaches for you, and you let him pull you back in.

“Your perfume is intoxicating,” he whispers when your bodies are pressed together. “But I wonder. Do you smell as sweet…everywhere?”

Heat surges through you. The alcohol mixed with adrenaline makes you brave.

“Would you like to find out?” You turn, pressing your ass against him and swaying with the music. His hands slide lower, and the nearness to your heat makes you throb with desire.

“Very much,” he replies, his cock twitching at your back. Catching your hand, he spins you to face him. You’re lightheaded, your skin tingling and your pulse racing. Pure lust sparkles in his eyes. He beckons you with his finger.

“Come closer.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, your breasts crushed against the taut muscles of his chest. You close your eyes, his embrace pulling you desperately close. His nails sink into the back of your neck as your lips collide. Your fingers card through his hair, and you completely give your body over to passion. Unable to breathe, you pull away. You’re overwhelmed by your hunger; it scorches you like fire.

“Now,” you urge. “Let’s not wait.”

He snatches your hand, directing you toward the exit. Outside, you shiver as the cool night air washes over your burning skin. Wandering hands pin you against the wall of the club, drawing you into another fervent kiss. Your lips part slightly, his tongue pressing between them. You shiver again, wetness dripping from your core.

“My hotel’s two blocks away,” he growls.

"Just lead the way, I'll follow." You grip his wrist; you’re anxious he might slip away into a cloud of mist. The situation seems too unreal. You can’t believe you’re actually doing this.

At the hotel, he fumbles with the key card. You hope it's because he's as nervous as you are.

The door closes, your back pressed against it as he moves in closer. He hovers over you, his lips inches from yours, and his stare burning through you. The tips of his fingers graze the bare skin of your arm and your body trembles under his touch.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” you whisper. You don’t want to seem like that kind of girl.

“Neither have I. But when I saw you, I couldn’t keep my distance.” He kisses your neck and you incline your head to offer him better access. "I think we both want the same thing..."

His voice trails off, and he pulls back. Your eyes locked on each other, you hesitate. You're second guessing yourself. You know nothing about this man. You shouldn’t be alone with him; you shouldn’t be in his hotel room. But there’s something about him that’s drawn you in, something that you can’t resist. You can’t help but give in.

"You don't have to love me," he murmurs. “But, for just one night, keep an open mind.”

You crash into him, your lips slamming together. Your hands meander over his chest, fisting the soft fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. His hands wander to your breasts, and he slides the flimsy dress strap from your shoulder. His tongue grazes the hollow of your neck and his hands grab your ass, lifting you from the floor.

You wrap your legs around his waist. His face is eye level with your breasts, and he pulls at the fabric of your dress with his teeth. You hiss when his teeth scrape over your nipple. Through the thin silk, the sensation is overwhelming. You pat yourself on the back for deciding to go braless.

He looks up at you, desire heavy in his gaze. Your fingers tangle in his hair and you pull him back to your lips. The kiss is unhurried this time, but equally passionate. He holds you in his arms and heads for the bed. He presses a knee into the mattress to steady himself, then lays you back gently. Hovering over you, he slides your dress the rest of the way down, exposing your breasts.

His tongue caresses his lips the same way it did at the club, and he hums in satisfaction. Planting a soft peck on your lips first, he makes his way down your body, kissing your neck tenderly before moving to your breasts. You arch your back as his lips capture your nipple. His tongue languidly flicks over the hardened bud, the perfect mix of tongue and teeth pulling moan after moan from your lips. His mouth lingers on your breasts while his hands trace the length of your body. They slide beneath the hem of your dress, traveling along your bare skin and your body shakes with desire.

He slides the dress from your body, painstakingly slow, leaving behind goosebumps on your flesh. You feel vulnerable and exposed, the skimpy fabric of your panties barely covering your sex. They’re again soaked with your wetness as he gives your nipple one last nibble, then pulls back to look at you.

“Even more gorgeous than I imagined.”

You reach for the hem of his shirt. It’s only fair he’s as exposed as you are. He pulls it over his head and when it falls to the floor, you're entranced by his beauty. You yearn to run your tongue over the firm muscles of his body. He moves in to kiss you and his skin against yours makes your core clench. He teases you, his thumb caressing your bottom lip, then tracing a path down your body. He slips his fingers beneath the waistband of your panties, and they graze past your clit. You inhale sharply, the contact making you wince. When his finger dips inside your entrance, he moans.

He brings his hand to his lips. Your wetness glistens on his finger as it disappears inside his mouth. The lewdness of the act sends your mind into a fury. All the restraint you had is shattered as you frantically pull him to you. Your arms snake around his neck as he falls to the bed, drawing you on top of him. Your lips never leave his as you grind your hips into him. He groans in your mouth and thrusts against you.

He raises up on his elbows, moving you with him. Propping himself against the headboard, he positions you between his legs. Your back is against his chest, and his hands roam over your skin. Moving your hair to the side, he nibbles at the back of your neck; he's leaving his mark.

"Take off your panties," he demands.

You comply, quickly returning to your post. Lifting your leg up for better access, his hand cups your sex. One finger slides inside and you whimper. He moves in and out leisurely.

"Tell me your desires and I'll bring 'em all to life," he mewls in your ear.

Your head falls back in pleasure. His finger relentlessly circles your clit, and you sputter in response. "I...I..."

"Speak up babe, I can't hear you," he teases. His unyielding assault on your clit is bringing you closer to orgasm and you can barely form a response. Heat swiftly rises in your core leaving you dangling on the edge of reason. You whimper again.

"Are you close, baby?"

You can hear the smirk in his voice, but you don't care. You nod your head, yes.

"Cum for me."

The pleasure is nearly too much to take when he speeds up his movements. Within minutes, you tumble over the cliff of your orgasm. Your body twitches as you come down. You can hear him chuckle, obviously pleased with himself.

Your body is still clenching around his finger. He whispers, "Don’t you want something different now?Tell me what you want baby."

“I want to feel your cock inside me.”

He turns you to face him and again kisses your neck, another mark to remember him by. He lifts you onto his lap, guiding you as you lower yourself onto his cock. The stretch is ecstasy, causing you to moan uncontrollably. You hear that same self-satisfied chuckle. It seems he needs a taste of his own medicine.

You begin to rock your hips back and forth slowly. With each backward movement, you push yourself up until only the tip of his cock is brushing your hole. Then you slowly rotate your hips forward and back down, squeezing him inside you. You can see his breathing becoming more rapid, his calm composure slowly melting away.

When his eyes flutter shut, you know that your plan is working. You lean forward and, tugging your fingers through his hair, you nip at his ear. His response is nearly inaudible; he’s not ready to surrender yet. So, you place your hands on his chest, shoving him backward into the pillows. His responding smirk irritates you, making you more determined to unravel him.

You kiss his lips, sweetly at first, slipping in small nibbles here and there. You trail kisses down his neck and then back up to peck at his earlobe. You increase the pressure of your teeth against his skin and this time the moan that emanates from his chest is clearly audible. Alternating between nibbles and kisses, you make your way back down his neck. His enjoyment becomes more evident with each pass of your teeth over his skin. You’re still holding his cock inside you, though your movements have stilled. To remind him that you’re still there, you squeeze your core around him.

He’s clearly agitated, so you back off. You move to kiss his lips, pulling your body completely off his cock. When he sighs, his bottom lip juts out in a pout, and you smile. Now you’re winning the game.

He moves to get up, but you force him back onto the pillows. Stretching out on the bed, you prop yourself up on your elbow and face him.

“Eyes on me,” you order. “And don’t look away.” A wanton smile forms on his lips.

With one finger, you trace circles across his chest. Your nails scratch down his abs, lightly at first, and you can feel his muscles clench beneath your fingers. As you slide closer to his cock, you dig your nails in deeper.

Once there, you slow down again. Barely touching his skin, you trace over his length, admiring the slight curve. No wonder it felt so good inside you. You run your finger over his tip, now sticky with desire. One finger becomes two, then three as you playfully tease him. His eyes begin to flutter shut and you quickly remove your hand. He whines. You cock your head to the side and smile.

“Eyes up here.” He nods obediently and you smile to yourself. Got him.

You return your hand to his cock, wrapping it tightly around his length. You squeeze as you move your hand up and down the shaft. You keep your hand moving and bring your mouth back to his body. This time you start at his collar bone and tease his flesh with your tongue. You drag the tip around his nipple, and he shivers. Peeking up at him, you see that he’s been compliant, his eyes are still locked on your movements. You decide to reward him.

You move to straddle his thighs, running your nails back down his chest. You hover over his cock, and with just the tip of your tongue, you flick over the head. His moan is fully audible now; he can’t restrain his appetite any longer. You bring your eyes to meet his and smile. You deliberately drag out your next move to drive him crazy.

Wrapping your mouth around his cock, you start at the tip and, meticulous and unhurried, move down the entire length. When your mouth reaches the base, he groans in pleasure, his body shaking. You continue your snail-like pace, peering up at him to make sure he’s still following your directions. His eyes are dark and gleaming with lust and trained on you.

With each pass, you speed up your movements. Before long, you’re gagging as the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. He begins to move his body with yours, thrusting into your mouth at an ever faster pace.

A few minutes later, he unexpectedly pushes your shoulders back roughly. An audible pop resounds in the darkness as his cock leaves your mouth. He moves from beneath you and positions himself behind, jerking you up onto all fours.

“You’re a fucking tease,” he growls in your ear as he pulls your body against his. You giggle, satisfied with the results of your tormenting. He hastily stifles your haughtiness when he slams his cock into you. The obscene sound of your wetness as he thrusts in and out of you invokes a lusty moan from the both of you.

He’s back in control again as he pounds into you relentlessly. His pace is impossibly fast and your legs ache from the force of his thrusts.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” he growls into your ear again.

“Please,” you beg. As he rams his cock into you, it hits the spot that makes you come undone. Heat rises in your core when his hand closes in on your clit.

“You first,” he purrs.

Moments later, you’re coming again, this time around his cock. His smug chuckle is back as you involuntarily clench around him. You’re too enraptured to care anymore.

He doesn’t stop driving into you until he’s ready to cum. Then, he pulls you close; his nails digging into the flesh of your waist. His exquisite moans resonate in your ears as he rides out his orgasm.

He collapses onto the bed, pulling you with him. He tugs you to him and you nestle into his arms. Your breathing is the only sound in the room. He rolls to face you, a satisfied smile on his face, and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs. His eyes are gentle and affectionate. You soften under his gaze, a small part of you wishing this was more than just a one-night stand. You snap yourself back to reality before you get lost in your own head.

He’s quiet and you can tell he’s sleepy. He tries to resist but his eyes flit shut. Before he slips into dreams, he squeezes your hand and mumbles.

“Can I see you again?”

You don’t answer. His words are too good to be true, something obligatory, said in his state of post sex bliss. His breathing evens out as he dozes off. You lay there for a while cuddled against him, enjoying the illusion of happiness. You examine his features, taking in the flawless beauty. You could get used to him.

When he’s soundly sleeping, you gently wriggle from his arms and get dressed. Before your heart can react to what your body felt when you were with him, you slip out the door.

#kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #kpop one shot #monsta x #monsta x fan fic #monsta x smut #monsta x one shot #monsta x lee minhyuk #monsta x lee minhyuk fanfic #monsta x lee minhyuk smut #monsta x lee minhyuk one shot #monsta x minhyuk #monsta x minhyuk fanfic #monsta x minhyuk smut #monsta x minhyuk one shot #lee minhyuk #lee minhyuk fanfic #lee minhyuk smut #lee minhyuk one shot #minhyuk #minhyuk fanfic #minhyuk smut #minhyuk one shot

[monbebe26-monstax]

A Very Cute Neighbor (Part 5)

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

After a tough day at work you were ready to be home. Your dream of the bakery plaguing your mind more often lately. You used to enjoy your job and thought about the bakery as an escape, but not anymore. It was a need growing deep inside of you to own your own business one day and make a career out of your passion. You sighed, pressing the call button for the elevator. The desire for a hot bubble bath rising to the surface as you groan, tipping your head back to stretch your neck.

“Rough day?”

You snap you head up to see Shownu looking at you. He had a knowing smile on his face. His backpack slung over his shoulder, but his normal professional attire had been traded for a pair of joggers and a loose shirt.

It had been almost a week of not seeing him and you had caught yourself thinking about him more often these last few days. Especially since the dream you had that kept coming back. It was a pleasant dream, but it was also a wet dream. And seeing him now in a pair of gray joggers and a thin white t-shirt was too alluring.

“Yes. What about you? Where’s your suit?” You blush at being so forward after you scrabble from gawking at him.

He shrugs. “I work out sometimes.”

“Okay,” you nod turning back as the elevator dings and the doors open.

You both step inside of it and he pushes the button for your floor. The doors close and you have to look at the floor. The reflection of him next to you sparked something inside of you. It felt out of the blue, but at the same time it didn’t.

“What happened?” He asks after a moment, his voice thicker. His gaze was glued to your reflection, hand tightening on his backpack strap.

“I hate my job,” you say softly. “I used to love it, but I have this crazy idea about owning my own business-.”

“What kind?” He asks, cutting you off. Interesting reflecting in his tone.

You lift your gaze to his and immediately look away. Something in those dark depths of his eyes stirred even more. You needed the elevator to open and soon.

“A bakery.” You answer, your breathe coming out quickly.

“I like cake.” He responds, his tone shifting and your eyes flash to his. He steps closer and you inhale. You wanted to reach out and touch him, but you didn’t.

The doors opened to your floor and you exhaled stepping off quickly. What was going on with you? Yes, he was attractive and smart, but you never acted like this. And maybe it had been a while since you had felt another’s touch, but that didn’t give you permission to get so flustered from a simple elevator ride.

“I was thinking about cooking tonight. Would you join me this time?” He asks pulling you out of your thoughts at your front door.

You look at him in surprise. “Sure.”

He smiles taking a step back. “See you in an hour.”

….

A hot soak with peaceful quiet and a fresh set of comfy clothes later you were knocking on his door and he answered with a glass of wine ready to go. You take it as he ushers you in while you drop your phone and keys on the counter. His hand brushes your back as he passes you to go back into the kitchen.

“Here you go,” he says pulling a stool out for you. His gaze dragging over you from the tips of your toes to your head. A warm blush blooms on your cheeks as you move forward. “You look comfy now.”

“Very,” you respond, taking the seat as your hands brush down your t-shirt and leggings. He steps back, returning to the stove.

You begin to admire his apartment. It was clean and had tasteful decorative pieces. It was him down to the little pieces that tied it all together, it had a strangely perfect balance to it. You turn back to him and he is watching you with an amused expression.

“Did you decorate your apartment?” You ask taking a much needed sip of wine.

“No, my mother did. She owns an interior decorating firm.” He is back behind the counter, chopping. “Is it that obvious?”

“No.”

He laughs a little at your lie before putting everything in a saucepan. You look down at the butcher block counter top and trace the pattern in the grain of the wood. It was nice to distract yourself from him. His essence surrounding you flooded your senses and was distracting.

“How long have you worked at your job?” He asks pulling you back to the present conversation.

You look up again. “Six years. I started right after college. My parents were thrilled.”

He moves closer to refill your wine glass. You hadn’t even realized you had finished the first.  

“Careful, you’ll get me tipsy.” You murmur and he quirks an eyebrow. He had seen you drink a lot more at Louis and Daphne’s and you had been fine. You clear your throat. “I didn’t eat lunch today.”

“You should take better care of yourself,” he reprimands, his tone shifting to a more authoritative tone. “Make sure you eat.”

It surprised you as you took a sip and set the glass down.

He clears his throat, his tone shifting back to normal, “do your parents know you hate your job?”

“Umm… they passed away,” you say gently and he pauses. His gaze lifting to yours. “Car accident almost three and a half years ago.”

“I’m sorry.”

You shrug. “You didn’t cause it.”

He nods, stirring his ingredients as they sizzle and the aroma begins to fill the room, he moves around the counter offering you a sample out of another pot. You take it and smile at him.

“That is amazing! I thought you didn’t know a lot about cooking?”

“I asked my mother to show me a few things,” he confesses and you see a slight blush color his cheeks. “I wanted to be able to host once.”

“That’s so sweet of you Shownu. I will let Daphne and Louis know and I’m sure they would not mind, I know I don’t if it tastes this amazing.”

He laughs admiring you long enough that it makes you blush.

(Part 6)

#monsta x fic #monsta x #shownu #shownu fic #shownu one shot #shownu fancfic #shownu fluff #monsta x one shot #monsta x fluff #monsta x shownu #shownu monsta x

[nihyunluvskookie]

MONSTA X

[Changkyun] : you should’ve known by this time

genre: fluff

[Changkyun] : I want to fall deeper in your love, Changkyun

genre: fluff

#Monsta X #monsta x imagines #monsta x fluff #shownu #minhyuk #kihyun #hyungwon #joohoney #jooheon #im #i.m #changkyun #kpop #monbebe #fluff #angst #one shot #monsta x one shot

[avianyuh]

masterlist

***this masterlist took forever because I had to scroll through SIX YEARS worth of work. this is the most updated masterlist on my page so use this one if you need navigation :) ***

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Who I write for:

-BTS💣

-NCT🟢 (mainly anyone that was apart of NCT 2018, but if you want WayV, I can do that!)

-Seventeen💎

-EXO❌⭕️

-Monsta X 🫡 (but I'm emotionally scarred from Wonho so idk...)

& sometimes SHINee

UPDATE 02/28/2024: girlies i have nothing to say about ATEEZ anymore, it's just not gonna happen so I took them out of the ML😥sorry. BUT, I will now be adding *some* second gen groups because the fics are LACKING. I already said in the past I would write for SHINee and I stand by that! I just don't have much to write for them atm. Does anyone want a BF!Minho? idk...Who wants SUJU? Well, it doesn't matter cuz I do😁 I will also add Jaejoong from TVXQ/JYJ, not the whole group for TVXQ cuz I'm really only familiar with him and Junsu. I will also start up again with EXO so keep a look out if you like those fics. Anyways, this was just a PSA I wanted to make.

🔍navigation help + notes🔎

-If a group is crossed out it means I no longer write for them

-Please don't be afraid to request something. idc if it's anon or not. if you want something written, just send in a request :) it will encourage me to get to whatever group someone requested faster. as long as they're mentioned above, I'll write for them (only because I like to be familiar with the members so I can write accurate depictions of them)

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*upcoming works*

-NCT something with Johnny *um idk, if not by the end of march then probs early april*

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BTS:

BTS reactions:

requested; bts reaction to you having diabetes and not taking care of yourself

requested; namjoon taking care of his chronically ill girlfriend

requested;BTS getting jealous over crush giving more attention to Yeontan or Bam

requested; Giving BTS flower crowns

requested: BTS accusing reader of leaking sensitive info

BTS HEADCANONS

requested; BTS helping S/O with finals

requested;BTS misses crush on tour but is too shy to confess

request; BTS gets jealous and confesses to crush

request; BTS comforts S/O who starts flunking exams

request: BTS Suga, Taehyung, Jungkook and their pets

BTS AS BOYFRIENDS:

Hoseok/JHope

Yoongi/Suga

Namjoon/RM

One Shots;

Dinner Date, Jeon Jungkook

Time Off; Jung Hoseok

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NCT:

*I know this isn't all of nct in the pic, I just like it and it's hard to find unofficial photos of ALL of them, plus Yuta looks hawttt*

*edit:::changed photo in Feb.2024, still can't find a good photo with all of the members, plus some people have left, BUT I will always include Lucas if I find a good one because he was done so dirty by the f-ing saesangs. ANYWAYS...

I will always choose a pic where Yuta looks hot, so you have been blessed by this pic, ur welcome*

NCT headcanons;

a soft day with nct part one (taeil through jungwoo)

a soft day with nct part two (lucas through jisung)

nct as boyfriends (taeil through jungwoo)

nct as boyfriens (lucas through jisung)

christmas with nct (taeil through ten)

requested; how nct would confess to their crush (taeil through jungwoo)

NCT reactions:

nct u reaction to meeting your parents

requested; nct reaction to someone touching you inappropriately (taeil through mark)

nct reaction to you thinking you're fat: -yuta -jaehyun -mark

-taeyong -johnny

Individual member posts;

dating jaehyun

requested; dating mark

requested; dating haechan

requested; dating johnny

dating lucas

dating taeyong

dating yuta

requested; soft dom! winwin

One Shots;

making time;mark lee

tattoos; Yuta Nakamoto

'I'll Call You; Jaehyun' [part one] [part two] [part three] [part four]

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SEVENTEEN:

SEVENTEEN AS BOYFRIENDS:

-The8/Minghao

-Hoshi/Soonyoung

-Jeonghan

-S.Coups/Seungcheol

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EXO:

EXO headcanons;

Oh Sehun as a boyfriend

Baekhyun as a boyfriend

a soft day with EXO (hyung line)

a soft day with EXO (maknae line)

One Shots;

insecure; Kai

baekhyun request

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MONSTA X:

MONSTA X AS BOYFRIENDS:

-Changkyun/I.M

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*PAST WORKS/GROUPS I DON'T WRITE FOR ANYMORE*

DAY6:

Day6 headcanons;

day6 as boyfriends

One Shots;

'I Love You'-Jae Version

'I Love You'- Young K

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GOT7

GOT7 as boyfriends

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TWICE:

TWICE one shots

Requested: A Trip With Jeongyeon

BLACKPINK:

BlackPink headcanons;

Jennie As Your Best Friend

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*NON KPOP RELATED/MY OWN ORIGINAL CHARACTERS;

Root Beer Float

#kpop #kpop masterlist #bts #bts masterlist #bts writing #bts fanfic #nct masterlist #nct scenarios #nct writing #nct 127 #nct u #wayv #nct mark #seventeen #seventeen headcanons #exo scenarios #monsta x #monsta x as boyfriends #ateez #ateez fanfic #masterlist #one shots #kpop reactions #kpop headcanons #shinee #shinee fics

[dreamaze]

MONMUKGO Ep.4 ❖ bare-faced / game face kihyun      — for @slowrabbitpd

#mx7net #monstaxedits #kihyun #monsta x #monmukgo #alcohol tw #tuseral #userkyutie #wings.gifs #wings.original #genuinely obsessed with that first shot? #bare-faced idols my beloveds. look at all his cute little moles :(((( #also the death glare he shoots honey over his drink is patently hilarious & one of my favorite things #(***distraction***)

[maxsix]

#anyways hand kink #this was the concept right? bc what other explanation..... #chae hyungwon #hyungwon #monsta x #i don't even know how i ended up posting him on here #i don't even know how this all happened #it's like i woke up one weekend #and here we are #doing this now #that first shot is one of my favourite shots #crazy that he doesn't do this professionally as his full time job tbh #i looked up that necklace #and wanted it

[blu-joons]

When He Notices You Having Trouble Walking The Morning After ~ Monsta X Reaction

Shownu:

“What’s happened? What’s wrong?” The groan that came from you as you stood up from the bed immediately woke Hyunwoo up, snapping upright and looking across at you.

Your hands rested over your stomach as you tried your best to ease the pain that you felt. “I told you that you were being too rough last night,” you scolded, not quite knowing what to do.

“Doesn’t this feel like the old days?”

Your eyes widened as Hyunwoo spoke, “this is not the time for reminiscing Hyunwoo, we’ve got lunch with my parents, I can’t show up walking like this to meet them.”

“At least they’ll know you’re well taken care of,” Hyunwoo smirked, “that’s important.”

Your head immediately shook at him, “I don’t want my parents knowing anything about what we did last night, and they won’t want to know either.”

“The table isn’t booked until one,” he reminded you, “why don’t you let me run you a bath? We used to do that, and it helped.”

You nodded back at him, “if the pain doesn’t go, you’ve got to help me think of an excuse.”

“I think your walk explains itself Y/N.”

Minhyuk:

“Are you still in bed?” Minhyuk sniggered as he walked back up the stairs after finishing his meeting online, noticing you tucked under the duvet. “You can’t stay there all day.”

Your head nodded in reply to Minhyuk as he sat down at the bottom of the bed. “I did try to get up, but it really hurt Minhyuk. There is no way that I’m leaving this spot unless I really have to.”

“Why does it hurt just to stand?”

A quizzical expression formed on your face, but Minhyuk was clueless. “Do you remember anything of what happened last night?” You asked as his smile dropped.

“I made you unable to walk,” he proudly remarked, “I thought that was just a joke.”

Your head shook as you still felt the pain linger from where you’d tried to walk, “I’m definitely not joking about how much this is hurting me right now.”

“I would say sorry, but I don’t think I am,” Minhyuk shyly admitted, “I’m feeling a little bit smug, is that allowed right now?”

Your shoulders shrugged back at him, “even if I tell you no, you’ll still be smug.”

“I’m a guy, can you blame me?”

Kihyun:

“Y/N, let me help you,” Kihyun called out to you as he watched you take small steps around the bedroom, feeling slightly sorry knowing that he was the reason for your struggle.

Your head shook as you tried your best to walk through it and hope that it would ease. “You could have helped me last night by not being so rough,” you smartly replied to him.

“I didn’t hear you saying no.”

Your eyes rolled as Kihyun smugly replied to you as well. “I didn’t think that saying yes would leave me walking like this,” you huffed, staring across at him on the bed.

“I can help you,” Kihyun reminded you, “maybe I could get you a hot water bottle?”

Your head shook once again, “I can’t show up at work with a hot water bottle wrapped around me, they’ll all be asking questions first of all.”

“That’s alright, you can just tell them all that you’ve got a boyfriend that knows his way around the bedroom,” Kihyun sniggered.

Your eyes widened straight away, “you’d get a kick out of me doing that, wouldn’t you?”

“It wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

Hyungwon:

“Are you alright?” Hyungwon laughed as he watched you stand up from the bed, needing to take a moment to steady yourself at the surprising pain that you felt. “Do you need a hand?”

Your head shook as you turned back to Hyungwon laid on the bed, offering him a reassuring smile too. “Just a little bit achy, that’s all,” you replied, not wanting to give anything away to Hyungwon.

“Are you sure that you just ache?”

You took a few small steps forwards, biting down on your bottom lip to try and ignore the pain that you felt. “Just need to wake up, that’s all,” you murmured to yourself.

“Wake up from last night?” Hyungwon enquired, “I feel a little bit responsible here Y/N.”

Your eyes looked back to Hyungwon once again, “I’m not giving you the satisfaction of knowing this pain is from you last night,” you quickly told him.

“Why don’t you just let me give you a hand to where you want to go until your legs wake up?” Hyungwon offered, “it’s my fault.”

Your hand raised to stop him nearing you, “I think you’ve done enough already.”

“I definitely did plenty last night.”

Jooheon:

“What about if you just told them that you were under the weather?” Jooheon asked you as he watched you struggle to get yourself dressed in order to get yourself to work.

Your head shook, despite the wide smile that was on Jooheon’s face. “Sick days are for when you’re sick, they’ll know that I’m lying when they hear in my voice that I’m absolutely fine.”

“Why don’t you let me ring for you?”

The corners of your smile turned up as Jooheon spoke. “Stop encouraging me to take the day off,” you scolded, watching as Jooheon’s shoulders shrugged back at you.

“I can take care of you,” he reminded you, “it’s the least that I can do after last night.”

You looked around the bedroom, still feeling plenty of pain. “If I take the day off, are you going to take the day off to be here with me?”

“In a heartbeat,” Jooheon quickly told you, “you’re not sick, but you’re in pain, aren’t those basically just the same things anyway?”

Your eyes rolled back at him, “you’ve got all of this thought out, haven’t you?”

“Hey, I’m just looking out for you.”

I.M:

“There you are,” Changkyun smiled as he heard the bedroom door open, letting go of a quiet laugh though as he watched you walking in. “Why are you walking like you’re in pain?”

You shot a glare across at Changkyun as soon as he finished speaking. “You can wipe that smug smirk off of your face straight away Im Changkyun, you know why I’m walking like I’m in pain.”

“Was last night that much for you?”

You quickly reached out, relieved to hold onto the frame of the bed for support. “I have to go to work this morning and look at the state of me to go in too.”

“You’ve got an hour,” Changkyun reminded you, “at least let me get you some pain relief.”

A sigh came from you as he stood up from the bed, “I’m going to need more than pain relief to get rid of this pain. I’ll be the talk of the office.”

“I’m sure all of your colleagues have done the walk of shame into the office before,” Changkyun tried his best to assure you.

Your eyes quickly let him know that he had failed though, “I’ve got a reputation.”

“Yeah, that you have a great boyfriend.”

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Masterlist

#monsta x #monsta x imagine #monsta x reaction #monsta x scenario #monsta x reactions #monsta x scenarios #shownu imagine #minhyuk imagine #kihyun imagine #hyungwon imagine #jooheon imagine #i.m imagine #shownu #minhyuk #kihyun #hyungwon #jooheon #i.m #monsta x drabble #monsta x one shot #monsta x fluff #kpop #kpop imagine

[candescentkpop]

Toxic, so addictive

Monsta X: Beautiful Liar

Monsta X Part 69 / ∞

#monsta x #monsta x beautiful liar #mx7net #joohoney #hyungwon #so i've already used the two outer shots before but i had the middle one with nothing to go with it #so i did this because i didn't want to delete it

[jooheonspinky]

Got my Number

Characters: Jooheon x Female Reader

Genre: idol!au, fluff, smut

Synopses: A trip to see Monsta X in concert turns out to be so much more than expected.

Word Count: 10.9K

Playlist: https://youtu.be/3aSeACXczwY

“I’m gonna go down to the gym for a bit,” I announce as I step out of the bathroom. “Wanna come?”

Draping a towel over my shoulders, I face my cousin, who is lying on the bed still snuggled beneath the comforter, a Kindle blocking her face from view.

Peaking over the device, her lips turn down, “Meh, no thanks.”

I let out a chuff in amusement even as I grab my phone and room key.

“Welp, I’ll be down there for an hour or two if you change your mind.”

“Mhmm…”

I chuckle to myself, quite certain she didn’t actually hear what I said. She is already lost in whatever book she is currently reading. We’d driven down together to attend the long-awaited Monsta X concert. We had held on to our excitement until we arrived, the worry that it would be postponed, yet again, nagging at the back of our minds. All that pent-up anxiousness needed an outlet, and the gym would be the perfect place for me to get rid of some of it. 

The event was tonight, but 7:30 seemed so far away, it only being 9 am. There was no way I could wait. Taking the elevator down to the first floor, it’s not long before I’m swiping my card against the black reader and stepping into the hotel’s gym. Thankfully it’s empty, and some of the tension in my shoulders loosens up. I make my way straight for the treadmill, popping in my earbuds as I begin to play an audiobook. 

An hour later, I’m just about to step off of the treadmill and move on to work out my arms when I hear the door click shut. Dabbing at the sweat on my face, I remove the earbuds and decide to leave instead. Looking up as I pick up my phone and room key to at least offer a smile to the incomer, I freeze for the briefest of moments as my eyes make contact with the person. 

It’s freaking Jooheon!

He smiles back but frowns as I pass by him quickly, ducking my head as I make my way towards the exit. There is no way I am staying in there…alone…with him. Nope. Screw arms today!

“가지마 (Gajima-Don’t go).” He doesn’t say it loud, but it’s enough that I can still hear him. It’s almost as if he is testing me. Maybe to see if I would respond or keep going? Either way, it doesn’t matter. Just hearing his voice has me instantly stopping and turning to face him. “You understood me?” he asks, surprised. “You know Korean?”

I shake my head, my heart beating so loud he sounds a bit muffled to my ears. “No. I can’t speak it fluently, but I do know some words.” Then, tilting my chin towards him, I add, ”That one word you said is one of them.”

He smiles sweetly, his eyes turning to little slits as he waves me over.

“So you will stay? We can work out together.”

“Uhm, are you sure?” I ask even as I look around, wondering if I’m being pranked.

“Yes, come on. I’m Jooheon,” he reaches his hand out.

“I kn-” I stop myself, wanting to give him the opportunity to have a normal interaction. Instead, I slip my hand into his, and he shakes it gently.  ”I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you,” he grins happily.

“Nice to meet you,” I chortle, then clear my throat. “I’m glad you asked me to stay. I kinda wanted to do arms anyway.”

“Ok!” he says, jubilantly clapping his hands loudly together. “I spot you; you spot me.”

I can’t help but giggle at his enthusiasm.

“You can spot me, but there is no way I’ll be able to help you if one of those bars comes down on your throat.”

He just laughs, “We won’t be using barbells.”

“Oh,” I say quietly as my cheeks warm. 

He hands me a set of dumbells, and we start, going through various arm exercises that he guides us through. By the third rep, he’s standing behind me, tapping my shoulders lightly.

“Don’t bring them to your ears. Just relax.”

I nod my head, “Got it.”

We continue on, working through various dumbbell arm exercises. I take every tip and suggestion he provides, and I’m grateful the workout has my face flushed because every word of encouragement and praise he throws my way has me overheating.

Forty minutes pass when the repetitions become more difficult to complete. I push through the burn, wondering if my heavy breathing is from the exertion or his proximity as I begin to struggle. I grit my teeth, my arms trembling through the last few v-raises as they become much too difficult to execute.

“You got it,” he cheers me on. “You're doing so good.”

“I can’t,” I groan, wanting to drop the equipment but hating to disappoint him.

“Yes, you can,” he urges as he sets his own weights down. “Let me help you a little bit.”

Jooheon steps behind me, his body so close I can actually feel the heat radiating from him. His arms extend, and I watch through the mirror as the palms of his hands glide across my skin before gently pressing up at my elbows. His breath blows across my ear, and I have to bite down on my lower lip to suppress a sigh and a shiver. Swallowing thickly, my eyes shut in order to block out the image of us in the mirror.

“OK,” I say more to myself as I try to clear my head.

“Don’t forget to breathe.” 

My eyes open, and he smirks at me through the mirror as if he knows the very inappropriate thoughts that are running through my mind.

“Right,” I nod, unable to think of anything else to say, and my face reddens even more as I try to look anywhere but at our reflections.

We lift together, his hands just barely touching me now as I focus on raising my arms without his help. We get through five before he takes the dumbbells from me.

“Good work,” he beams proudly as he puts the weights away. “I have to go now,” he informs me after glancing at his watch. “I have a concert tonight.”

“Yeah, I know,” I smile. “I’ll be there.”

“Really?” The smile he throws my way is so pleased; his eyes have disappeared into little slits again. “What seats do you have?” I tell him, and he tsks. “Let me get you something closer. I’ll leave a ticket for you at the box, ok?”

“You don’t have to,” I try and decline, not wanting him to think I want to take advantage of him.

“Let me, ok?” he insists with a pout. He looks around and grabs a brochure and pen that were near the door. “Put your first and last name here and phone number.”

“I’m here with my cousin….”

“There’s no problem. I’ll leave two tickets.”

I take the brochure and pen and find a spot where I can write my name and phone number. 

“Here you go.”

Taking it back, Jooheon asks, “Do you want to come up and have dinner with me after the concert?”

   Taken aback, I try to push down the panic and excitement as I battle within myself, wanting to say hell the fuck yes vs. I really really shouldn’t.

I mumble, “Mmm, I don’t know….”

“ I promise to be perfect gentleman.”

The glint in his eyes is telling me the opposite, and I smirk cocking an eyebrow at him, not hiding the fact that I don’t believe him. He shrugs and winks.

“Ok. Fine,” I find myself saying, a nervous flutter tickling my stomach.

“OK,” he repeats with a grin. “I’ll see you at the concert and then after.”

“Yes.”

He slips on a face mask. Then, placing a hat over his sweaty locks, he draws the bill down low and walks me out the doors. 

“Thanks for the workout,” he murmurs through the face mask as he stops outside the gym.

“Anytime,” I shrug with a smile

“I’m going this way. Bye-bye.”

“Bye.” I walk in the opposite direction, a dazed smile on my face. By the time I step into my room, I’m wondering if the interaction has all been just a daydream. My cousin stretches drowsily in the bed but then sits up straight as her gaze lands on me.

“What happened?”

I plop down into the desk chair and wheel around to face her, my eyes still wide.

“You are never going to believe this,” I shake my head. “I’m still not sure that I even believe it myself, to be honest.”

“What is it?” she insists, pulling back the covers to let her feet plant firmly on the carpeted floor. “You’re making me nervous.”

“Guess who I saw at the gym?”

She eyes me warily even as she offers “Monsta X” with a snicker.

I cock an eyebrow at her, and she stills.

“You saw Monsta X in the gym?!”

“Not all of them, just Jooheon.”

“Jooheon?!” she nearly screeches. “As in your ultimate bias?”

I can’t help but grin now as I nod and tell her everything that happened. Suddenly my heart falls heavily into my stomach.

“I just realized he didn’t tell me his room number! How am I going to meet up with him after the concert?”

“Don’t freak out. You said you gave him your number, so maybe he’s going to call you. On the other hand, he’s probably just trying to play it safe,” she points out. “You just met, so it’s not like he can fully trust you.”

“That’s true,” I allow. 

“Now, go take a shower and get yourself a nap. I have a feeling this is going to be a loooong night for you,” she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively at me.

“Stop,” I whine. 

“I’m just sayin’,” she shrugs. “Your boy deserves the Gluck Gluck 3000, so Imma need you to deliver.”

“Oh my God,” I groan with a huff.

I shove her playfully, my face flushing pink at the insinuations. She falls onto the bed, clutching at her belly as she cackles boisterously. Her laughter is still audible even after I close the bathroom door behind me.

“That was amazing!” my cousin sighs blissfully beside me as we make our way to the car.

I hum in agreement, my heart still racing from the experience of the hi-wave and the send-off.

“It sure was.”

“Your boy really had a hard time keeping his eyes away from you,” she bumps me playfully. I could only giggle because she was right. “That one time he crouched down next to us?” She shakes her head. “I have no idea how you are still alive right now.”

“I’m not,” I clutch at my chest. “This is my ghost you’ve been talking to since this morning, actually.”

“Well, you better get back into your body, girl,” she chuckles as we approach the vehicle. “Joohoney is going to need you alive and well.”

We both burst into laughter as we get into the car. While she drives off, I rummage through the totes we were given when we arrived at the venue. 

“That was really nice of him to leave us gifts,” I murmur as I dig through the beanie, shirt, and baseball cap until I reach what I’m searching for. I take out the photocards and look at them again. “Having the guys autograph the PC’s, too? He really didn’t have to do that.”

“Yeah. That was super sweet. I know I’m not alone in thinking we would have been just as happy with only the tickets,” she smiles, genuinely touched by the gesture.

“No, I agree, for sure.”

The ride back was quick, the hotel only being ten minutes from the venue. I take a quick shower, and it’s not long after that I’m standing in front of the full-length mirror eyeing myself, disappointed sighs slipping past my lips as I turn this way and that. I am not satisfied no matter which angle I present to the mirror.

It’s not like I had actually planned on meeting any of the members of Monsta X, so I hadn’t brought anything fancy to wear. In fact, I was dressed the complete opposite of fancy. I was extremely casual in a pair of dark blue regular fit jeans, the flesh of my thighs and knees peeking through the random rips on the material. My top was simple, an olive green v-neck t-shirt that I tried to dress up with the same jewelry I had worn to the concert: a silver necklace with a bee charm that dangles delicately just above my cleavage, the Jooheon version of the TTG bracelet on my right wrist.

“He already saw you sweaty and in workout clothes,” my cousin tsks at me. “Stop bashing yourself. You look great.”

“Ugh,” I groan in exasperation. “Did you see how some Monbebe were dressed? They were gorgeous. How can I compete with that? That’s probably why he hasn’t called. He took one good look at me at the hi-wave and was like, ‘nah’.”

My cousin tugs me to the bed, and we both fall back onto it.

“You need to get those negative thoughts out of your head,” she commands firmly. “He gave you better seats; he gave you a swag bag,” she counts off on her fingers. Then looking at me, she adds, “He asked you to eat with him…while you were both funky from working out. He’s gonna call.”

I meet her gaze and see assurance staring back at me. I try and fight back a smile but fail miserably.

“Well, when you put it like-”

An instrumental version of “Magnetic” cuts me off and we both gasp, shooting up off of the bed.

“Oh shit!” my cousin exclaims. “Pick it up! Hurry.”

“What if it’s not him?” I fret as I snatch up my phone. “It says ‘Unknown Caller’.”

“Really?” my cousin deadpans. “Who else would be calling damn near midnight?”

I chuckle sheepishly and swipe my finger across the screen to accept the call.

“Hello?” I answer as nonchalantly as possible.

“Hello. Is this Y/N Y/LN? “Yes. It is. Who am I speaking with?”

I look up to see my cousin grinning across from me as the unfamiliar voice comes through the speaker of my cellphone.

“My name is Alex with the Monsta X US security team. I’m calling on behalf of Jooheon. If you are still interested in accepting the invitation, he extended to you, then please meet me at the elevator lobby of the 8th floor.”

“Yeah,” I nod dumbly. “Yes. I’m still interested. I’m just a few floors down, so I’ll be up in a minute.”

“Ok. I’ll see you then.”

The call disconnects, and I grab my cousin’s hands and squeal in a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She laughs and pulls me in for a hug.

“Don’t forget to breathe,” she grins. “And whatever they make you sign, just know that shit don’t apply to me, right? I need every little detail from the moment you walk into his room to the moment you leave. Got that?”

I giggle as she walks me to the door, “Oh, for sure.”

“Ok, here’s your key card, and you have your phone.” Hands on my shoulders, her eyes lock onto mine as her tone becomes serious. “If you become uncomfortable, or shit goes sideways, you call me. I don’t give a fuck what time it is. I took my shit off Do Not Disturb just for you, bitch.”

I smile fondly at her, “Well, I guess you really do love me. You don’t take your phone off Do not Disturb for no one.”

“You got that right.”

“But seriously, yes. I will call you if anything goes wrong.”

Giving me another hug, she opens the door for me.

“Now go have fun,” she winks as she wiggles her fingers at me.

I can only laugh as I step out into the hall and make my way to the elevators. Inside, I swipe the card, press the eight, and watch as it lights up. I feel my heart begin to beat unnaturally fast as butterflies flutter furiously in my belly. I’m so focused on breathing to relax that I jump when the elevator pings and the doors open. So much for calming my heart rate.

Waiting a few steps away from the doors is a man dressed in all black, possibly in his later 20s or early 30s. He motions with his hand for me to approach him. I step off of the elevator and hear the doors close softly behind me.

“You’re name?” he asks, and I answer automatically as I look around. There was no one else in this area. “ID, please.” I frown but open my phone case to provide him a view of my driver’s license. He nods, and I close the case. “I’m Alex. We’re just going to move over to the hallway. I have a form I need you to fill out. Do you know what an NDA is?” I nod. “Great. I just need you to read over it. If you agree with the terms, just sign the bottom, and you are good to go.”

“Ok,” I reply meekly.

As we come out of the lobby, we make a right into the hallway, where there is a table. Another man is sitting there, and he passes Alex a clipboard with a sheet of paper and a pen. I glance passed them to see a young woman in a pink halter top that exposes her toned abdomen. The matching mini circle skirt reveals a pair of long shapely legs. The white platform shoes she wears accentuate her lovely calves. She is absolutely gorgeous, and I can’t help but feel insecure about how I look compared to her. 

I watch as the door she’s in front of opens, and the smile on her face widens as she steps in. Whoever answers speaks too softly for me to make out which member she was there to see. 

“Here you go,” Alex draws my attention back to him as he hands me the clipboard. 

I smile weakly at him, “Thanks.”

Looking down at the sheets in front of me, I swallow thickly as I skim over the words. I would not be able to post about the encounter on social media. I would not be permitted to post pictures taken during my time with Jooheon. If I violated the terms of the agreement, I would be fined. Depending on the extent of the information released, I could also be sued. I had no plans on blabbing about my time with Jooheon…except with my cousin. No one would believe me anyway. Signing at the bottom, I return the clipboard to Alex.

“Thanks,” he smiles down at me as he passes it to the other person. “Come on.” I follow quietly behind him, my palms beginning to grow clammy. “You can keep your cellphone, but keep in mind what you just signed. Anything that happens once you are with the artist cannot be shared in any form on social media. You cannot speak to journalists or the news. Got it?”

I nod, “Got it.”

“Ok, go ahead and knock,” he instructs. “Have a good night.”

“Thanks. You, too,” I reply as he begins to walk away.

Taking a deep breath, I bring my hand up to rap my knuckles against the door. I catch sight of my watch lighting up with 00:00 just as the door opens. I feel my entire body shut down as Jooheon comes into my line of vision. When I see that he is dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black and white striped tank top, not something fancy, my body restarts, and I offer him a bashful smile.

“Come in,” he smiles back as he widens the door. “The food’s already here. Is that ok?” I look over at the coffee table in the center of the room to find it loaded with various containers of food, two shot glasses, and several bottles of soju chilling in a bucket of ice. “I was missing home, so the staff sent up Korean food.”

“I like Korean,” I nod as he draws me in closer to the food after closing and locking the door behind us. “Oh, uhm, my shoes,” I pause before going any further.

“You can leave them by the door, or you can keep them on if you want.”

I glance over my shoulder to see his shoes by the door, so I go back to leave mine right next to his. 

“So what exactly do we have?” I ask as he guides me to sit on the carpeted floor.

He hands me a pair of chopsticks and then begins to open everything, naming the different dishes as he goes. 

“This is tteokbokki, and this is mandu. Here is tonkatsu. I also have bap, uh rice, and salad.”

He smiles at me, and I glance over everything, looking for a plate of my own. Not finding one, I look back up at Jooheon.

“Uhm…is there a plate…”

He chuckles endearingly at me, a small hint of amusement twinkling in his eyes.

“No, no. We share food. We eat together from same plates.”

Right. Here’s to hoping I don’t make a mess in front of the one person I admire so much.

“OK,” I look down at everything nervously.

Jooheon grabs his phone and loads a slow R&B playlist, adjusting the volume down low before setting his phone on the table. At first, we ate quietly, letting the music fill the hushed space. I’m too focused on making sure I don’t drop anything I find I don’t feel awkward anymore. With the smooth, melodic tunes playing soothingly around us, it actually feels quite comfortable, and I let myself relax. It’s not so bad being close to him, so close our knees keep brushing against each other as we reach over for different assortments of food. No, it’s not so bad when I’m not looking directly at his face.

“It’s good, right?” Jooheon catches my attention just as I bring a thick piece of tteokbokki into my mouth.

“Mhmm,” I hum with a few nods as I try to chew through the gummy morsel enough to be able to swallow it down so I can offer a proper reply. Jooheon chuckles as I clear my throat. “Everything is so good. I skipped dinner, I’m surprised I didn’t pass out during the concert,” I admit. “But I’m glad I didn’t eat before because this is soo yummy, and I wouldn’t have had room for it.”

“Oh! Come, you have a little something….” Jooheon murmurs distractedly even as his hand reaches out towards my face. My eyes widen, and my breath catches in my throat as he palms my cheek. Just when I was starting to feel at ease, I groan internally. I feel the blood drain from my face as I wonder: Is it time? Is this his way of telling me he’s ready to…to… His eyes flick to mine, searching as he says, “You’re shaking. Are you cold?” I swallow thickly, my cheeks flushing slightly as heat creeps back up. I shake my head, and his brow wrinkles as he assures, “I’m not gonna hurt you, ya know?”

I nod, “I know.” Unable to take the intensity of his gaze any longer, I look down at my hands. Not liking that I caused him concern, I let out a shaky breath, admitting, “I just…I like you too much, so I’m just… I’m really nervous.”

Jooheon uses his index finger to lift my chin, gently forcing me to look back up at him. “But you don’t even know me.”

The slight smile he gives me deepens his dimples, but the gesture does not fool me. It doesn’t quite reach his eyes, and the ache in my heart at his tone tells of the weight the words carry. He’s right, though. I don’t know him. Not really. I see what he allows the world to see, the version of him the company portrays. But that’s just a part of him, not all.

His thumb wipes away whatever had been at the corner of my mouth, and I watch, entranced as he brings the digit to his mouth. My own lips fall slightly open when he begins to suck at his thumb, my breathing growing a smidge heavier. My thoughts stutter to a halt, and my tongue swipes slowly across my lips. Jooheon winks, removing his thumb and returning to eating as if nothing had just happened. 

Meanwhile, my heart struggles to settle down, my core is throbbing, and my underwear is beginning to grow unpleasantly damp. The rice cakes I’d just been munching on seem unnaturally thick now as my throat grows dry. I reach over for a bottle of water. Twisting off the cap, the contents are nearly gone before I realize Jooheon is watching me with a bemused smile.

“What?” I awkwardly wipe the back of my hand across my moist lips.

He chuckles, and it does nothing to help my sudden unquenchable thirst.

“Nothing,” he shakes his head, a closed smile showing just how tickled he is with me. “Ready for some soju?”

Maybe that would help relax me. 

“Yes.”

“Let’s go!”

I grab a piece of tonkatsu and watch him as he takes one of the green bottles from the ice bucket. First, he swirls the bottle around creating a little tornado inside. Next, Jooheon flips the bottle upside down and knocks the bottom with his elbow. As he brings it right-side up, he twists off the cap, and then, opening his index and middle finger, he jabs at the neck of the bottle, spilling a very small amount onto the table.

“Oh!” I exclaim, pleased by the display. “Fancy.” 

“To Y/N, for coming to see Monsta X and cheering so loudly.”

I laugh as he serves me a shot, but as he moves to pour one for himself, I stop him.

“Let me.” Jooheon’s eyebrows rise, but he doesn’t stop me. “I might not know much about your culture, but I do know you’re not supposed to pour your own shot.”

“Ok, you know what’s up.” The impressed smile on his face makes my own widen. 

I cup the bottle in both hands and pour him a shot. “To Jooheon, who worked so hard and always does his best to give us great music.”

“Aish, I’m honored, but none of that two-hands stuff, ok? We are friends, right?” 

“Uh, yes?”

He sucks his teeth at me, pretending to be upset, and I can’t help but snicker. We both pick up our shot glasses, and he lifts his up towards me. 

“Geonbae!”

“Geonbae!” I parrot.

I giggle as he clinks his glass with mine before we both throw back the shots. I suppress a shiver as the liquor slightly burns a warm path down to my stomach.

“Good?” Jooheon cocks an eyebrow at me.

“Real good,” I admit. “Another?”

“Ok!”

He pours me another shot, and I do the same for him. We swallow those up, and I can feel the liquor already easing my nerves. He says I don’t know him, but would it even be possible for me to change that? After tonight, would it even matter if I knew who he was besides Monsta X’s Joohoney? I decide that, even if it’s just for a few hours, it is worth knowing the man that’s sitting right next to me.

“So,” I speak up, using liquid courage. “How have you been?”

Jooheon looks up mid-bite, “Well, we’ve been real busy preparing for the concert. I’ve been working hard on perfecting my steps….”

“I’m sorry,” I stop him. “While it’s nice to know about your work, I’m not here to interview you. I don’t want to know about Joohoney. I want to know how Lee Jooheon is.”

His eyes squint at me, his index finger pressing pensively at his lips. Had I overstepped? Maybe he didn’t understand? I only meant for him to feel like a person, not an idol, if even for tonight. I open my mouth to clarify, but at the same moment, he straightens up, and the warm smile returns to his face.

“Ok,” he starts. “Thank you for asking about me. I appreciate that.” He pats his chest as he says this. “I actually been doing really good. Of course, I miss my family, and just like anyone, I have days when things are a bit too much in my head, but now I have ways to help me work through it, so…” he shrugs.

“That’s really good to hear. I can’t imagine living the life you do,” I shake my head. “It just all seems so overwhelming.”

“Idol life is a tough one, that’s for sure, but I get to travel, meet new people, and make music, which is what I love to do. No one ever got to live their dream without some hard work, so it all seems worth it for me.”

We go back and forth, asking each other questions for some time before we realize we’ve gone through three bottles of soju. I’d been having so much fun getting to know the “real” Jooheon that the time just blew by. I’m already feeling a little fuzzy in my brain and definitely far more relaxed than when I first came in. 

Nodding my head to his latest reply, I then ask, “Ok, so what have you watched recently that you think I should watch, too?” 

“Ya! That reminds me. I was hoping we could watch a movie,” he says as he starts to get up and clear off the bottles and containers of food. “Unless you have to go….”

“No. I can stay,” I reply, maybe a little too quickly, even after I glance at my watch to see it’s almost 1:30 in the morning. Despite the food and alcohol, I’m surprised to find I’m not sleepy at all.

“Are you sure? What about your friend?” he asks, a bit too casually.

“My cousin,” I correct. “And she’s fine.”

“Ok, ok. Well, I’ll just clean up here, and we can start it.”

I help him clean up the remaining garbage. His room was different than mine in that it had a living room area, and the bedroom was separate. I glance around for a bathroom. All that alcohol was wreaking havoc on my bladder.

“Is it ok if I use the bathroom?” 

“Yeah, sure.” He tips his chin towards the open doorway beside the couch. “It’s in there.” I make my way there but stop at the entrance. Peering in, I’m surprised to see everything so tidy. I’m not sure why I’m so amazed by the neatness of the space. I just figured an idol is too busy to clean up, clothes and snacks strewn everywhere. But this looks like no one had even slept in this room yet. “It’s ok. You can go in.”

I look over my shoulder to see Jooheon smiling reassuringly at me as he wipes his hands on his jeans. He shoos me with his hands, and I head straight into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

The bathroom is clean as well, a light scent of men’s shower gel clinging to the air still. As I sit to relieve myself, I shoot my cousin a quick text.

ME: Everything's good. Jooheon’s super sweet, and we’re having a really good time just talking and drinking.

I set my phone down, finishing up, not expecting a reply, but as I button up, I hear the vibrations on the bathroom counter. Washing my hands, I dry them quickly and open the new message.

COUSIN: Talking and Drinking? Is that what adults are calling it these days? 😜

ME: 😅Nope. Everything is still PG. We are about to watch a movie.

COUSIN: 🤭Enjoy the “movie” I’ll be here reading for a bit more. Call me if you need me.

ME: I will 😘

COUSIN: 😘

Locking my phone, I slip it into my back pocket and look at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes are literally glittering in the bathroom light, and my cheeks hold a blush that tells of the laughter and maybe the alcohol we had been partaking in. I smile giddily at myself, whispering, “holy shit!” as I turn around and exit the bathroom, only to halt in place as I switch off the light.

Jooheon is sitting up in bed, legs crossed at the ankles and phone in hand as he loads a movie he is casting from the device. 

“Hey! Just in time,” he waves me over. “Come. Sit.”

“We’re going to watch it here?” I fidget with the hem of my shirt.

“Yes,” he shrugs as he stands. “Comfier. Sit. My turn,” he points behind me.

He squeezes my shoulder as he walks past me and into the bathroom. I approach the bed and look down at it. Jooheon slept here, I think to myself. I’m going to be sitting on the same bed as Lee Jooheon…with Lee Jooheon, I correct. 

Shaking my head, I force the thoughts out, put my phone on the nightstand, and climb onto the bed. By now, I think I’ve pretty much given up on the idea that anything will happen between us. Maybe he was not looking for someone to fuck tonight. Perhaps he was just wanting to have a casual night with someone outside of Monsta X. Someone to do ‘friendship’ things with. That would make sense why he picked me versus any of the pretty Monbebe I saw today. I try not to feel too disappointed as I make myself comfortable. Either way, I was having fun just hanging out with him. Propping up a few pillows behind me, I’m adjusting my shirt when he comes out. 

“Ready?” he asks as he turns off the light in the room.

“Yeah, what are we watching?”

“One of my favorite movies, if that’s ok? It’s called ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.’ Have you seen it?”

“Never heard of it,” I admit.

“진짜 (jinjja)?!”

Jooheon’s mouth drops open, his eyes wide as he stares at me. I cover my mouth as I try to hold back a giggle. He looks so cute when he looks at me with that shocked expression.

“Yeah, really,” I snicker.

“Yah! You have no idea what you’re missing!” He’s swift to sit next to me on the bed and press play from his phone. “Let’s get it!”

I let out a little laugh but quiet down as the audio begins. The movie draws me in as I feel myself relating to the male protagonist. The quirkiness of the female protagonist soon has me laughing at her antics. It’s not long before the sweetness of the blossoming relationship takes a dramatic turn.

“What?!” I scrunch my face. “Why is he crying? Was there a time jump I missed?”

Jooheon chuckles, “You have to watch and see.” I purse my lips at him, and this makes him laugh. “Stop,” he bumps my shoulder. “I won’t spoil it for you.” He pats my hand and then laces his fingers with mine. I look down at them, loving how natural it feels. Sobering up, he asks, “Is this ok?”

I nod, murmuring, “Yeah.”

“OK.”

We both return our attention to the movie, but my heart has started fluttering behind my ribcage. His hand is so soft, warm against mine, and I love how it feels. 

“Wait, I thought this was a rom-com,” I stiffen when things become a little strange. “Is this actually a scary movie?”

“I told you I’m not going to spoil it,” he smirks at me. “Are you scared?”

I shake my head, “I wouldn’t say scared, but maybe a little…on edge. It seems like it’s going the way of horror.”

Jooheon presses his lips together to keep his features from giving anything away. 

“I can hold you if you want. You know, if you’re scared?”

“N-” I stop myself. Am I really turning down the opportunity to be held by the one person I believe to be the most handsome man in the world? When will I have this chance again? “I mean, if that’s ok with you….”

“Yeah, come.” 

Jooheon lets go of my hand, patting the space in front of his now spread legs. I try to force any inappropriate thoughts from my head as I maneuver over his leg in order to sit where he directs me. I nestle against his torso and fight to hide a smile as he snakes an arm across my chest while his other hand settles on my hip.

Instead of feeling awkward, the position feels comfortable, and we continue to watch the movie. Occasionally the hand at my hip would squeeze, and I swear it was as if he were touching me directly in my most intimate place. Then, halfway through the movie, when he shifts his arm to stretch it, he accidentally grazes over my breast, and I audibly inhale as a jolt of electricity shoots down straight to my core. 

Jooheon stiffens for a moment. The handle I believed I had on my impure thoughts seems to disappear, and my hips shift, seeking any sort of friction to soothe the ache that had been building between my legs the whole night. Jooheon draws in a shaky breath just as his hands glide down my ribcage and to my hips. A grunt escapes my lips when he hooks his fingers into my belt loops and tugs me up high and tighter against him.

“Well damn,” I breathe.

The soft chuckle he lets out into my ear has my eyes closing. My tongue swipes slowly across my lips as his hands trail back up to cup my breasts.

“You want me to stop,” he murmurs, “just tell me.”

I nod my understanding, whispering back, “It’s ok,” as if I were afraid the spell would break.

Those beautiful hands of his that I had always admired in photographs or from my screen now squeeze at my covered tits, and I can’t even keep from arching into his palms, soft moans spilling from my lips. He reaches down for the hem of my shirt, and for a second, I feel panic. The thought of this man seeing me without clothes just seems so overwhelmingly out of this world. It’s something I never imagined would ever happen that, even as it’s currently going on, my brain just cannot wrap itself around it. He shimmies the shirt up and over my head, and I’m grateful that the only light comes from the tv. 

Jooheon picks up the necklace from my chest and asks, “Did you wear this for me?”

I can hear the smile in his words as he toys with the little bee charm.

“Yes,” I glance away from his fingers.

“That’s cute.”

“Stop,” I blush.

Jooheon chuckles then nips at the top of my ear as he drops the necklace. I let out a gasp when he returns his attention to my bra-covered globes. His thumbs brush over my nipples, the nubs instantly hardening even more. I grip onto his thighs, trying to find something to steady me. The muscle there is thick, hard beneath my palms, and my mind conjures up some very erotic images of me riding one of his thighs.

Wasting no more time, his fingers trace a path down to my jeans, where they deftly release the button. My breath catches as my attention hyper-focuses on his hand as he slides the zipper down and then slips beneath the hem of my underwear. The instant the pad of his finger glides over my clit, a shock of electric heat shoots throughout my body. The sensations feel way too good; I can no longer hold my head up and let it fall against his chest.

Jooheon delves lower and soon discovers exactly just how much I am enjoying everything so far. A mixture of a purr and groan rumbles in his throat as he swirls his finger around my juices, pulling a moan from me. Bringing his focus back to my most sensitive bundle of nerves, I feel like I’m going to lose my mind. His movements are slow at first, stoking the embers that he had already lit with his previous ministrations. I don’t even realize he’s brought a hand back up to one of my breasts until he’s pinching at my nipple. He pulls the cup down, removing the barrier, and the warmth of his hand directly on my flesh is searing hot. His thumb flicks rapidly against the pebbled nub, and the fingers at my clit also pick up the pace. 

“Oh, God!” 

I rut against his fingers, my cheeks flushing with heat not only from the pleasure that is building but also from shame. I am utterly mortified at how desperate I am for him. Yet, at the same time, I can’t stop myself. My hips roll of their own accord, faster, more desperately, and I push away all thoughts seeking more of what he is offering. I focus on how good he is making me feel. His slim fingers, slick with my arousal, slide so smoothly over my sensitive bud, making my back arch and my eyes to close tightly.

“Shit,” I pant.

I can feel his erection poking at my back, and I wish so badly he would just fuck me with it already. 

“That’s it,” he presses his plush lips to the back of my neck. “Just let go.”

He sucks at my ear, moaning softly as his fingers speed up. I bite down on my bottom lip, trying to quiet my moans.

“Let me hear you, baby.” Jooheon’s voice is low, gravelly with lust. “Say my name.”

I gasp loudly as stars burst behind my eyelids. A flood of warmth shoots through my body, and my hands push roughly down on his as my clit throbs.

“Oh, fuck, Jooheon!” I grit out as he brings me over the edge. “Jooheon!”

My hips jut forward a few more times as his fingers try to move beneath the vice-like pressure my hand has on his wanting to drag out my release. As over sensitivity soon takes over, I pull his hand away and attempt to catch my breath. Jooheon kisses my head tenderly, his hands soothingly coasting up and down my arms as he waits for me to come down from my high.

Holy shit! I think to myself. Did that just really happen?!

As the bliss of the moment slowly ebbs away and reality sets in, it’s all I can do not to freak out. I am so grateful he can’t see my face and the grin I am fighting so hard to keep from breaking out on my lips. 

“괜찮아 (Gwaenchana-Are you ok)?”

The deep timbre of his voice breaks into my rampant thoughts. Am I ok? “Mhmm,” I nod dumbly.

Hell yeah, I am!

“Let me see,” he insists.

I press my lips together as I sit up, fixing my bra before maneuvering around so that I am now kneeling between his legs. Jooheon has a very pleased grin on his face that makes it difficult to keep one of my own from finally breaking free.

“See?” I say playfully.

Jooheon lifts a hand up to my chin, his thumb swiping across my mouth. His eyes darken, the stare intense as he watches me. Instantly, my heart thrums back to life behind my ribcage. Then, like a magnet, I’m drawn down towards him. Jooheon stretches to meet me part way, and we both swallow each other's sharp inhales when our lips finally crash against each other.

And his plush lips feel even more incredible than anything I could have imagined. Jooheon wraps an arm around my lower back, pulling me tighter against him. Hands on his shoulders, I wriggle out of his hold and break the kiss. I’m going to lose my mind, with how good he looks. His cheeks are flushed, and his lips are swollen from our passionate kiss. 

“Where are you going?” he whines with a pout.

“Not far,” I tease. “Just returning the favor.”

“Returning the fav-” His voice trails off as I reach for the button of his jeans. Eyes locked on my hands, he breathes out, “Oh….”

I can’t help but giggle as he eagerly lifts his ass to help me get his jeans and boxers off. The cock that springs out in front of me is achingly pink and stiff. Knowing he got this way just from touching me greatly boosts my confidence. Tossing the pants over the edge of the bed, I look up to see Jooheon cock an eyebrow at me. 

I huff out a short laugh, “Fine.”

I hop off the bed. With my jeans already unbuttoned and unzipped, it only takes me two seconds to remove my own pants and socks. They join his pants on the ground with a hushed thump. As the movie continues to play in the background, I return to the bed to find Jooheon completely naked. In the short time it took me to take off my pants, he’d removed his tank top and socks. 

 Lying on the bed, his teeth nibbling on his bottom lip, he is complete perfection. The dim lighting the TV provides does nothing to diminish the soft glow of his tanned skin. Though he is not bulky with muscle, there are still shadows cast across his lean upper body and abdomen that beg to be traced and explored.

Crawling back between his legs, I watch the abdominal muscle beneath his skin contract in anticipation. My nipples tighten behind my bra as my own core contracts at the sight of him. I flit my eyes up to meet his heavy-lidded ones and watch his Adam’s Apple bob anxiously in his throat as I bring my mouth closer to his weeping dick. The hiss he lets out as his tip meets my tongue is music to my ears. He tries so hard to keep his eyes open, to watch as I wrap my lips around him, but his head falls back as he lets out a deep groan, hands fisting in the comforter. Flattening my tongue and relaxing my jaw, I slowly take him deeper and deeper inside my warm, wet mouth.

“Oh, shit,” he curses as he looks back down.

His pupils are completely blown out, his eyes appearing black as they watch me intently. Seeing him so wrecked because of what I’m doing emboldens me. Lifting up to lap at the tip of him, my fingers envelop his shaft. He reaches a hand out to cradle my head, urging me to take him in again. I don’t fight it, letting him guide me back down along his length. My hand and mouth work in tandem, sliding up and down his cock. Hollowing my cheeks, I swirl and curl my tongue around him, and the long-drawn-out groans that it pulls forth from him have moans and whimpers of my own vibrating up my throat. 

I can feel him growing harder against my tongue, so I’m slightly surprised when his hand shifts from my head down to my chin and tilts it up. His dick slips out of my mouth with a lewd pop, and he almost looks like he regrets stopping me.

“What?” I ask as I wipe the back of my hand across my lips.

Had I done something wrong?

“Fuck,” he breathes, closing his eyes. Looking back down at me, he pats his lap. “Come up here.”

I smile in relief and eagerly obey, straddling him. His mouth is instantly on mine, his hands sliding down to grab my ass. Wrapping my arms around his neck, it feels as if I just can’t get any closer to him. Our bodies roll against each other, and by this point, my panties are completely ruined. I feel one of his hands trail up to my bra and unclasp it. He breaks the kiss to help me remove it completely. It joins the pile on the carpeted floor. 

Delving down, his plump lips latch onto one of my nipples. My back arches, giving him easier access, and I reach behind me to grab at his cock, stroking him as he sucks on me. My hips roll, seeking friction to ease the tension that is building.

“Jooheon!” I whimper.

“Ok, baby,” he murmurs as he moves to my other breast.

Though I had cum already, seeing him like this, hearing him like this, his mouth all over me, I was ready again for another.

“Please, Jooheon,” I plead.

I was so far gone that I didn’t care; I was begging. I wanted him, needed to feel him inside me so badly; I didn’t care how needy I sounded at the moment.

He chuckles before kissing me between my breasts. Leaning back, he hooks his finger on my underwear and snaps it against my skin.

“Take these off.”

I nod, scampering off of him to remove them in record time. I throw the sodden material into the darkness beyond, drawing another chuckle from Jooheon.

“Hush,” I chastise him playfully.

He leans over to grab his wallet from the bedside table and pulls out a condom. Dropping the wallet back on the table, he makes quick work slipping the rubber on. Jooheon coaxes me back to his lap. Spreading wide, I help him guide his dick to my entrance. We both let out blissful moans as I slowly slide down his length. The stretch has my eyes closing, and I can feel his hands digging into my sides. 

Bottoming out, we both take a moment to let me adjust to the intrusion. He peppers my chest with opened mouth kisses that have another layer of slickness coating my walls and his cock. I have never been so aroused in my life. I rock my hips and feel him twitch inside me, his hands tightening at my hips. I let my hands rest on his shoulders, using them to help me lift higher only to slowly grind down on him.

“Damn, baby,” Jooheon purrs.

He matches my rhythm, and we are both panting, drawing ever so close to the release we are both seeking. At first, his hands loosen at my hips, letting me lead. The more desperate we become, his hands grip fervently to my hips, helping me move faster over him. 

“God, that feels so good!”

I’m so close that I can barely focus. My walls constrict and release around Jooheon, and his head falls back. My hands slip behind his neck, my fingers gripping the strands there. His eyes widen, flitting to mine, and I feel him pulse inside me as a deep groan rumbles up from his chest. 

Fuck, that’s so hot! He is so close; I can feel it, as am I. I roll and rock my waist, taking him in deeper. One of his hand's snakes in between us. The pleasure intensifies as his fingers find my clit; my head falls back, and my eyes shut. It’s all so much.

“Look at me, baby,” Jooheon grits out.

“Jooheon,” I whimper as I struggle to comply. 

Meeting his gaze, I let out a moan at the sight of his fucked out face. Sweaty strands of hair cling to his forehead and temples, his cherry lips look completely ravished, and his own eyes are barely opened slits, but it’s enough. It’s enough for him to see me and know he’s got me just as whipped.

“Turn around for me, baby,” Jooheon urges.

Through my haze, I manage to get off of his lap. My limbs feel heavy, but I get on my knees and forearms anyway. His palm caresses my ass and gives it a gentle smack. Fuck, I think I’m going to lose my mind! Aligning his cock with my center, I don’t even have a moment to take a breath. He’s thrusting into my soaking wet cunt with no warning.

“Oh my God!”

I can feel a jolt of pleasure instantly tremble through me. In this new position, I can feel every inch of him. Each thrust feels so deep and tight I can only babble incoherent words and curses as I push back into him. I snake my hand between my legs and delve my fingers into the slickness there. I hiss at how swollen and sensitive my clit is. Instantly, the pleasure heightens.

“That’s it, baby,” Jooheon pants. “Touch yourself.”

Glancing over my shoulder, Jooheon bites down on his lip, and my fingers speed up. The visual and sensations are just too much, and the little bit of control I had been holding onto snaps.

“Fuck, Jooheon!”

My back arches as I clamp around his dick, my walls thrumming and contracting around him. Jooheon’s thrust quicken as he chases after his own ecstasy. My face falls onto the bed, my ass lifting higher. The angle brings him deeper still inside of me, and it’s enough to push him over the edge. A long deep groan falls from his lips as his eyes squeeze shut, the grip on my hips vice-like. His hips stutter up into me, and I can’t help but moan as I feel him pulse inside of me as he cums hard. 

My body feels like jelly, and it takes the last bit of energy I have to turn my head to face Jooheon as he collapses beside me. Jooheon’s smiling face is there to greet me, and I can’t help but return the gesture.

“Hey,” he grins as he scoots closer to me.

“Hey,” I murmur drowsily.

Brushing the hair from my face, he caresses my back tenderly before kissing my shoulder.

“Gotta clean up,” he winks at me, and I can’t believe I dare to blush after all we’ve done.

Burying my face in the comforter, I nod, and he laughs. I feel the bed shift and then hear the click of the bathroom light switch. Forcing myself up, I locate my bra and underwear. After putting on the bra, I slip on the underwear, wincing to find they were still slightly damp in the crotch area. Making my way to the bathroom as well, Jooheon is just washing his hands when I walk in. He gives my ass a pat as he walks out.

“Hey,” I swat his arm in feign annoyance, and he just laughs.

I use the toilet, clean myself up, then wash my hands and face. Rinsing my mouth with the sink water, I finally feel clean enough to go back into the room. Jooheon was under the comforter staring at the TV. That’s right. The movie was still playing. It was pretty late now. Was Jooheon expecting me to leave now that everything was finished? I eye my clothes that are currently on the bedside table instead of the floor. Hmmm. Was that a hint? I approach the pile and reach out for the shirt.

“Can you stay a little longer?” he asks.

I feel a flutter in my stomach.

“Are you sure?” I ask, the initial insecurities creeping back up.

“Yes,” he replies, pulling the comforter down for me to slide into.

What did I have to lose?

“Ok.”

I get in, and he throws the comforter over me.

“Come closer,” he whines.

He meets me part way. Opening his arms towards me, I slide into his embrace. Tucked in comfortably against his chest, the drowsiness pulls at my eyelids.

“Good night, Jooheon,” I yawn and snuggle into his warmth.

“Good night, Y/N,” he parrots, kissing my head.

What is that? I wonder groggily as a loud, incessant sound accosts my ears. I peel my eyes open just when Jooheon lets me go in order to lean over to grab his phone. Turning off the alarm, he groans in displeasure. Rolling back towards me, he pats my arm gently.

“Y/N, baby, you have to wake up.”

“Mmm,” I grunt with a pout and snuggle back into his chest.

I feel the bed shake with Jooheon’s amused chuckles.

“I have to get ready. We are flying out in a few hours.”

“Mmm,” I pout some more, but then I do sit up.

Throwing back the covers, Jooheon gets off the bed and turns on the bedside lamp. I crawl out after him and zombie-walk to my clothes and put them on. I fix my hair as best as I can, and then Jooheon walks me to the door. This had all felt like a dream for me, and I truly did not want it all to end already. Reaching for the door handle, I gasp when Jooheon pushes me flush against it instead, his lips latching onto me so fast my head spins. I wrap my arms behind his neck as I lift up on my tippy toes to press myself further into him.

“I wish I didn’t have to go yet,” he laments as he kisses down my neck. His hands squeeze at my ass as he grinds into me. I can barely think. Only moans and heavy breaths leave my lips. “I really had a great time.”

“Me, too,” I sigh out.

“I want more time with you,” he murmurs into my neck, “But I’m going to be late.”

“We def can’t have that,” I chuckle.

He drops a few more kisses on my lips before he pulls away.

“I hope we can do this again,” he smiles down at me, his dimples deepening.

“Well, you got my number, so,” I shrug, and he laughs.

“I’ll call you,” he nods.

“You’ll call me,” I repeat, my eyes flicking away to stare at his chest instead.

“I will,” Jooheon insists.

He pulls me gently away from the door.

“Ok,” I nod, trying to ignore the excited flutter in my heart.

He pecks my lips one last time. “Ok. I’ll see you, Y/N. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Jooheon opens the door for me, and I step out into the quiet hall. I don’t dare look back, and after a few paces, I hear the door click shut. I see the security table ahead, and Alex is still there, keeping watch with the other guard. He stands up, and I try to avoid eye contact.

“Enjoy the rest of your day, Ms. Y/LN,” he calls as I walk past.

Oh god! I think to myself as my body flushes from head to toe.

“Thanks, Alex,” I glance up quick enough to see the knowing smile on his face. There’s no judgment, but I still feel embarrassed suddenly. “Have a great day, too.”

I ride the elevator alone, and I am thankful. Peeking at my phone, I see it’s just about 4:15 in the morning. Jesus, I am going to be the worst passenger when my cousin and I start our four-hour drive home later today.

Entering our room quietly, I grab fresh underwear and my PJs and head into the bathroom to take a shower. I could still smell the powdery fresh scent of Jooheon on my skin, and I hated washing it away, but I get under the hot stream of the showerhead and scrub my body with my body wash until I was clean again. Dried up and dressed again, I tiptoe to my bed and quietly get under the covers. After making sure my alarm for ten am is still activated, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

“You look rough, girl,” my cousin laughs as we place our bags in the trunk of the car. “I hope Jooheon feels the same.”

I glare at her with a humph as we enter the vehicle. 

Buckling up, I admit, “I’m exhausted, my head is thumpin’ a little, and I just want to sleep for a hundred years.”

“Daammn,” she drags out the word as she pulls out of the hotel parking and onto the main road. “He wore you out that much, huh?” I let out an unladylike snort, and my cousin laughs. “So, tell me what happened. What’s he like?

“Well,” I try to fight off a smile, but my cheeks burn with the force of the grin that graces my lips. “He really is the sweetest, gentlemanly guy I’ve ever met….”

I spare no detail from the moment I stepped out of the elevator up to the moment when things got a little heated. 

“That Alex guy seems pretty cool,” she comments.

“Yeah,” I agree. “He made an awkward situation seem rather normal. Which is what makes me wonder how often they do that, you know, have people sign NDA’s?”

“Who knows,” she shrugs. “I wouldn’t be surprise if it’s quite often, and I wouldn’t be mad about it either. They are grown men, after all, and have their needs.”

“Yeah, I know,” I nod, looking out the window a bit distractedly. “It’s just; I don’t know, Jooheon said he’d call me… I just… my worry is that he goes to the next stop and hooks up with someone else… which he has every right to,” I rush to add. “I don’t know; I guess I just got my hopes up, and that’s my own fault.”

“No, I get it,” my cousin nods. “He said he’d call. Only time will tell if he makes good on that promise. It’s only been a few hours. No sense in stressing about it.”

“You’re right,” I concede. 

“In the meantime, let’s car karaoke!” she shimmies in her seat as she passes me her phone. “We got a long ass drive.”

I laugh but pull up our karaoke playlist, and we begin to sing. 

About two hours into our drive, there is a ping on my cell from an unknown number. I open up the message and gasp as my heart rate picks up. My cousin lowers the music.

“I think it’s him,” I whisper.

“Yeah?” she glances over quickly at me before returning her eyes to the road. “What’s it say?” 

UNKNOWN: I know I promised to call, but i’ve been busy. I finally had a minute while heading to do another interview. Did you get home, ok?

I read out the message and then ask, “Do you think it’s really him?”

“I mean, who else could it be?”

“Alex?” I deadpan.

“Alex?!” she bursts into laughter. “Say that to him and see what he says.”

ME: Who’s this?

UNKNOWN: Aish. Really? Who else can it be? Did you forget me already?

ME: Well, I have to be sure. For all I know, this could be Alex.

UNKNOWN: Alex? Who is Alex?

My cousin and I burst out into hysterical laughter. 

UNKNOWN: Are you talkin about security alex?

UNKNOWN: Why would it be him?

“Ooop,” my cousin purses her lips. “Ya boy’s getting jealous.”

“Stop, no he’s not.”

But I smile at the possibility of it.

ME: If this is really you, tell me something from last night (this morning)...

I watch the three little dots blink, disappear and then reappear before his message comes through.

UNKNOWN: We watched ‘Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.’

“Oh, yeah. It’s him,” I say after reading the message aloud.

UNKNOWN: better said it watched us😜

“If I had any doubts, he just squashed them,” I say as I pat my heated cheeks.

“What’d he say?”

“He says the movie actually watched us.”

“Ooooh, girl!” she smacks my shoulder. “That’s actually really hot.”

“Aggh, I’m so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be,” she reassures me. “Sex is natural, and if he’s making comments like that, he enjoyed his time.”

“I guess so….”

“You guess so?” She shakes her head. “I know so. Now reply to him before he thinks you are a prude.”

“Oh, Lord,” I roll my eyes playfully.

ME: Alright, you little flirt, I see it’s you. 

UNKNOWN: 😏

UNKNOWN:  Save my number. 

Me: Ok

Honey: I have a few interviews and practice, but I’ll be free around 1030 tonight. If you want to try watching the movie again I can call you.

ME: Really? We can do that?

Honey: I’m sure we can. We’ll figure it out.

Me: Ok. yeah. I’d like that.

Honey: We just got to the radio station. I gotta go. I’ll talk to you later.

ME: Bye

Putting my phone away, I look out at the highway flying by. This all felt like the best dream ever. Never did I ever imagine this would ever happen.

“Alright now,” my cousin brings my attention back to the moment. “You better do your makeup and put on a nice outfit tonight. But first, you should get some sleep as soon as we get home.”

I chuckle even as I give her an incredulous look.

“Why are you always trying to put me to bed?!”

“What?” she tries to plant a stoic expression on her face but cracks a smile instead.  “I’m just saying. You have no idea how long you will stay up this time.”

We both burst into raucous laughter, and I’m so grateful at least one of us is thinking properly because my mind is already racing. My mind is just blown at having the chance to get to know the real Jooheon. 

I don’t know how long this will go on, but I’m going to take a page from my cousin's book. I’m going to let myself enjoy it all while it lasts and not waste time on the what-ifs.

Mood board Credits

Shirtless Jooheon @ooom_xoooo

Couple

Bed sheets

Color squares

Jooheon striped shirt

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11.05pm

Pairing: Im Changkyun (Monsta X) x GN!Reader; Genre: Established Relationship AU, PWP; Rating: MDNI, nsfw, 18+; Warnings: making out, oral (m receiving), kinda voyerism as they are in an elevator; Wordcount: 1.085

Summary: You wanted to surprise your boyfriend but he had a little surprise for you too.

A/N: It’s based on this tiktok… it cursed me... and I just... all of you have to suffer with me.. enjoy this!

You stumbled backwards into the elevator. If you hadn’t been clinging onto Changkyun’s grey form-fitting shirt you probably would have landed on your behind. You wanted to slow down your pace in hopes of stabilising yourself again but Changkyun simply wrapped his arm around your middle and pushed you into the elevator faster than before.

He had his hands all over you, kissing and nipping at your skin eagerly. 

Somehow you had managed to sneak past security and surprise him inside the fitness studio in the basement of his apartment building. Usually you could only enter if Changkyun announced your visit beforehand so seeing you so unexpectedly made his heart beat even faster. Definitely more violently than the training he just did.

You were of no help when you slyly told him you bought new underwear and wanted to show him. Changkyun basically dropped everything on the spot and dragged you towards the VIP elevator. 

As you two waited for the elevator to arrive and open its doors, Changkyun already devoured you like the sweetest dessert on earth. He thrusted his tongue inside your mouth, entangling it with yours and playing around until he heard your soft moans and whimpers. 

Changkyun barely needed to do anything for you to feel all hot and bothered. You rubbed your thighs against each other, feeling the throbbing heat between your legs growing stronger by the minute. You weren’t the only one heavily affected as you felt his dick straining inside his sweatpants.

That’s how you found yourself on your knees even before the elevator doors closed behind you two. Changkyun exhaled heavily at the sight, readily pushing his sweatpants and boxers down. His cock immediately sprung free, nearly hitting your face.

You weren’t worried about getting caught since the VIP elevator would only stop again once you reached your destination on the 75th floor. No outside forces would be able to stop the elevator and reveal the act you were about to start.

While you grabbed his shaft and leisurely started pumping him, Changkyun blindly searched for the button of the penthouse suite. His desperation to only focus on you grew by the second, making him carelessly press a button he thought might be the right one.

You looked up at him with innocent eyes while you continued stroking his shaft. A soft smile played over your lips before you leaned forward and licked along his dick - from the base up towards its head. You even wrapped your lips around the head and suckled on it for a few seconds. 

Changkyun groaned in pleasure. He steadied himself by placing one hand against the elevator walls. His other hand found its way into your hair, brushing it out of your face and grabbing it at the back of your head. 

You licked over your lips as you held your gaze with him. You even bit down on your lower lip, relishing in the fact it drove him even crazier. Your eyes shortly dropped down to his twitching dick, noticing the white pearls of precum forming. Without hesitation you leaned forward again and smeared his precum over your lips, looking back up to Changkyun as you did so.

You pushed your tongue out and let some of your drool drop on his shaft, slicking it up before you took him into your mouth. 

Changkyun’s hold on your hair became stronger once you hollowed your cheeks and sucked him off more vigorously. It took everything within him to stay put, trying to ignore his desire to simply fuck into your wet cave. He still couldn’t help his hand pressing you further down his dick, moaning and groaning at the sight of you taking him so well.

Your jaw slackened and you willingly followed his guidance, bobbing your head in the rhythm Changkyun was giving you. At the same time you used one of your hands to roam over the area of his body you could reach. Your hand snaked its way underneath Changkyun’s tight fitting shirt, wandering along his toned muscles, which you easily saw even with that excuse of a shirt. Your nails raked along his skin, amplifying the pleasure for him.

“Floor 37”, the automatic voice of the elevator announced loudly before it stopped and the doors opened.

You choked around Changkyun’s cock as he simultaneously thrusted forward to push you into the farthest corner of the elevator, trying to shield your form to his best ability.

Changkyun turned around with nervous eyes, feeling the relief lifting from his body once he saw nobody in front of the elevator. He leaned backwards and reached for the panel, pressing the right button this time around. With a sheepish smile Changkyun turned back around to you. He carefully brushed the tears from your cheeks with his thumb, looking down at you fondly. “You’re taking me so well”, he murmured, keeping his hand on your cheek.

You preened under his comment and ministrations, slacking your jaw once again and breathing evenly through your nose. With a soft hum you notified Changkyun you wanted to continue where you left off.

“Be good for me”, Changkyun simply told you as a warning, grabbing your hair again as he started thrusting into your mouth. 

Drool and tears ran down your chin and dropped onto your chest since you had no chance of swallowing right now. You could only keep rooted in your place and let Changkyun abuse your cavern to his liking - not that you would want it any other way. His groans of pleasure sent you spiralling as well. 

With the ding of the elevator and the announcement you reached the penthouse suite, Changkyun came down your throat. He pushed himself into your mouth as far as possible, staying there while his pulsating cock shot his load into you.

Even though you tried swallowing everything once Changkyun pulled out, some of his cum dripped out of your mouth, running down along the lines of drool and tears towards your chin.

Changkyun leaned down and grabbed your chin, swiping his tongue over the mixture of liquids before he sealed your lips with an intense kiss. “You won’t be able to walk tomorrow after what I’m planning to do to you tonight”, he smirked and helped you up to your feet. “Maybe you should have swallowed my cum after I made you scream my name over and over again.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, and pulled you into the suite, ready to fulfil his promise immediately.

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“God, I hate women like that,” I scoffed.

“Don’t worry,” he smirked. As he leaned closer, the sweet smell of bourbon inundated my senses. Barely audible, his words sent a shudder through my core. “She’s nothing. It’s obvious, you’re the only one that matters.”

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