#sehun fic

[kimbappykidding]

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

Xiumin - Shows off

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

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

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

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

Safe to say his plan was a huge hit.

Suho - Does stuff and then instantly regrets it

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

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

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

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

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

Any thoughts of leaving were now long gone.

Lay - The sweetest

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lay would make sure of that.

Baekhyun - Will not stop flirting

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

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

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

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

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

Chanyeol - Gets competitive

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

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

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

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

You said yes of course.

D.O. - Tries to impress you

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

Kai - Compliments you 24/7

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

Sehun - Tries to seduce you...but fails

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

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[inspired-by-the-music]

decide: rewritten, coming soon!

pairing: sehun x reader

featuring: oc (ranea) as the reader's best friend; chanyeol as the reader's best friend's boyfriend

synopsis: sehun, the son of an international film executive, attracts a lot of attention at your film school. despite your attempts to maintain a level of professionalism, you find yourself attracted to him.

note: this is a rewrite of a fic that is about four years old.

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[hobicomeholla29]

Slumber - One Shot - OSH

Pairing: Businessman! Sehun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:1.4k

Warnings: none

Rating: PG-13

A/N: As always, this was reviewed and edited in the middle of the night lol so please bear with me if you see any mistakes or typos.

Summary: Sehun is always traveling and you're both, for the most part, used to it, but there is always the craving for each other that never goes away.

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When did you fall asleep? You couldn’t recall… not even the feeling of sleepiness registered in your memories, yet consciousness returning to you is what reminded you of your current state.

At some point last night, you had fallen asleep while waiting for your fiancé to return.

You hoped to stay up until his arrival, yet the weight of the day’s events had quickly sold you out to tiredness without your consent.

This business trip had been one of the longest ones he’s ever had, and it had been announced out of the blue too.

Not sure of how long it had been since you’d fallen asleep, all you could now focus on was the warmth that embraced your entire being. You wanted to think that the fluffy white duvet you bought two months ago was to thank for the pleasant feeling, yet you didn’t have the energy to go clear your doubts.

Even though sleep was nice, something within you fought for awakening, your mind reaching towards the present with urgency.

Your senses were overwhelmed as they perceived everything a little bit clearer than before, capturing the low hum of the A/C that almost lulled you back into Morpheus’ lair.

Soft peppering on your shoulder kept you in the now, an easy pattern forming on your skin. Shoulders, back, neck and repeat, a delicious feeling that engulfed your senses to the max of its capacities.

You sighed in contentment as goosebumps rose, covering the areas receiving such sensual ministrations. You involuntarily shivered and your toes curled in the process, you were sure that the rays of sunlight on your body couldn’t have caused all this havoc.  

In the back of your mind, a reminder played, since you fell asleep without notice, you had slept with your hair untied, which meant that the braids you had gotten done were probably all messy now, it was a bummer that after such a long time, he would have to see you with your hair in such state.

Unconscious of your actions, you felt some type of guilt and rose a hand over your head to pat down the possible loose strands of curly hair, however, something else occupied the spot as if sensing your thought process before you could act. The haze of sleep kept you confused about your surroundings, but you were certain that the sensation was of a warm palm stroking your hair.

It felt nice...safe and the caress caused your body to move on its own, your head nudging the warmness above it.

A sound similar to a deep chuckle came from behind you, a rumble that reverberated from your back through the rest of your body, that’s when you really started to awaken.

The warmth that surrounded you came in the shape of a strong arm around your waist, a gentle hand accompanying it as it caressed your stomach in an up and down motion.

The humming of the A/C was not alone, as a raspy voice accompanied it to lull you back to sleep.

And then you realized that the peppering sensation came from soft lips, lips that left trails of warm kisses on your skin, lips that brought you to your senses, lips that only meant one thing…

With newfound energy from your non-planned nap and a strong will to see who you hoped for so long, you turned your body around in his embrace, just as you felt him throw his long leg over your body.

"You're home" was all you could form, grogginess from sleep seeping into your voice, but you needed to know if this was real or if you were still in dreamland.

"I am" He stated, as he once again ran a hand over your unruly hair. The hoarseness of his voice telling you that he had probably been asleep too.

He absentmindedly played with your hair, and it brought back memories of when he had confessed that he loved your curls. Even when they were uncontrollable due to encounters with pillows, he knew how much you stressed over getting your hair done, but to him it was just as  beautiful when you’d just let it be.

Eyes still closed, you buried your face in his chest and he chuckled once more at your cute reaction. You could hear the deep rumble coming directly from his chest, fully awake now, you could enjoy the sound much more.

"I missed you too baby" he said as he kissed your temple and caressed your sides. "Wanna go have breakfast together?" he asked hopefully.

The moment he had landed, he wanted to do everything with you, for you. You had offered to pick him up, but he couldn’t do that to you, not when his flight landed at 3am, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you fast and do everything slow, just so it would last.

You ran his question through your mind for a minute, balancing out being here or there, yet the answer was simple, you wanted to enjoy him just a bit more, just you two, no one around and no distractions.

"No..." With the amount of time you took to finish your answer, he probably thought you had fallen asleep again do you answered "I wanna stay here in bed...cuddling…with you" You were mumbling now, closer to sleep than you had thought, but he knew, you were always a bit of a sleepyhead.

"Ok" he said sweetly, caressing your cheek, wishing you would open your eyes just for a second, to see the sparkling brown orbs he’d missed so much.

It had been a long time since he'd been able to see your face to face, work keeping him away from you for far too long.

Wanting to be a little selfish, for just a few seconds, he nudged your nose with his in an attempt to get your attention a bit longer. And just before he gave up and gave into your wants, as he wished for so hard, your sleepy eyes opened, only for him to cherish.

You stared at him in confusion, a small pout playing on your lips as well, his eyes scanned over your face, studying every detail he had missed for so long.

He inched closer to your face and kissed your temple at first, then moved to your eyelids to check if so he could get his fill of you, but he still wasn’t satisfied, and he wasn’t able to hold back, so he pressed his lips to yours and they were as soft as you remembered them, sweet in flavor, they made it easy for you return his affection.

Your hands found their way to his chest, relishing the feeling of finally having him under your fingers. You missed him so much, your actions weren’t yours anymore and as his tongue parted your lips effortlessly, you both sighed in content, putting all your built-up emotions in this moment. It was slow, languid, and filled with passion, he didn’t have to be away from you now.

He held your neck to keep you in place, enjoying you like it was the first time.

He pulled away shortly after, a smile on his lips. He didn’t want to wake you to the point where you wouldn't be able to get back to your slumber, so he settled for caressing your curls once more, but not before planting a final kiss on your forehead.

His eyes bore into yours, pure adoration for you in them. He lied to himself, he did want keep you awake and savor every waking moment with you before he had to leave once more, but he had to endure for now, since his reward for these short hurtful times apart would be much better. He would be able to wake up to you like this every day, take care of you like you deserved, he would fulfill that desire, no doubts about it. Just a couple more trips overseas and he’ll be able to give you the world, he promised.

"I love you" he said to your now droopy eyes.

"I love you too, Sehun" you mumbled before giving in to sleep. This was happiness, you were his happiness… but for now he had to wait until you were awake to shower you with his love, so for the time being, he wrapped both of you under the white duvet and let you both surrendered to slumber in each other’s embrace.

“Good night baby”

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[xiubaek-13]

Chapter 44 - Lucky One

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

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

Word Count: 5,718

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Need.” You corrected.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Faster Baek.” You cried. “Please.” 

“I wanna hear you say it.”

“Say what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Hate is a strong word - 15k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / minor A - Angst / Cliffhanger warning - lots of snarky, petty dialogue; jealous jeonghan; jealous reader; vaginal fingering; oral f. receiving; vaginal penetration (protected & unprotected); and more inside

Love is a strong word - 15k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending - Part 2 of the fic above, lots of conflict and resolutions, super emotional, angsty as fuck, protected v. penetration, fingering, lots of praising and fluff and more inside

Oh Sehun

Resistance is futile - 6.8k - M - Mature / HpE - Happy Ending - dom Sehun x sub reader, power play, degradation, possessive Sehun, slut and whore used a lot, also baby girl and little one, nipple play and more warnings inside

I'll try and keep this updated as I write more CHEERS 🥂

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[veilyixing]

Pas A Visage

em caso de inspiração, me credite.

01/02/24 | capa teste. disponível para doação.

︲nota: Capa que tirei dos achados e perdidos do meu photoshop. Minha inspiração foi a diagramação impecável do livro "lady killers", da darkside, que tem essa estética mais retrô. A princípio eu não gostei nada da capa, mas vendo novamente depois de um tempo e finalizada, vejo que, na verdade, não ficou nada mal.

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[jongbross]

hello may i request matching couple items headcanon with exo? thank you <3

xiumin:

minseok would have matching mugs with you. as a big fan of coffee, he would go shopping with you one day and lose himself at the store. when he's back, he has two grey mugs with little drawings that complete each other. "look what i found! it's cute, don't you think?"

suho:

junmyeon would definitely have matching phone cases with you. he has a good collection of cases, so it would only be natural for him to receive a package one day and say "love, come see it!" - and when you appear behind him, you see two star wars phone cases with the words "i love you" and "i know". 🥹

lay:

i think yixing would either have matching necklaces or matching earrings with you, it just fits him. maybe he would be preparing to travel for a press tour, and before he leaves, he takes you out on a date and gives you a little box with a cute silver necklace, a tiny, shiny pendant on it. when you look at him, he pulls his own necklace from inside his shirt. "we're matching", yixing would say, with a big smile on his face.

baekhyun:

definitely matching shirts. baekhyun would tease you, looking online for corny matching shirts for couples - like those with bright colors and funny sayings. he would loooove to see you annoyed, rolling your eyes at him. in the end, baek would buy simple, minimalist matching shirts in a dark color - "we don't need to drought attention to our love, people would be jealous that you have me and they don't".

chen:

matching bracelets!!! the idea probably wouldn't be his, maybe jongdae would see someone doing it and just tell you "hey, what if we do it too?". next thing you know, you two would be at his couch on a sunday afternoon, making diy bracelets for each other - something that he would never, ever take it off.

chanyeol:

this man screams matching sneakers to me. chanyeol loves buying new shoes, and at some point he would start to look at a few sneakers and think that maybe they would fit you - and then it hits him. what if you two had matching sneakers? it would be nice, right? and this new nike air force is just sooo cute, isn't it? 🤭

d.o:

kyungsoo is a simple guy, he doesn't like to go too big for a lot of things - and one of them is matching items. i feel like he would maybe buy something small, like a keychain, at one of his trips. he would see the two keychains completing each other and instantly think about you. "i thought of you - and look, i have one too", kyungsoo would say, hoping you would like it.

kai:

soft, sooooft boy. jongin would definitely have matching pajamas with you, with cute little things all over it - his would probably have little brown bears, while yours would have little dogs or cats on it. jongin absolutely loves to sleep and to have comfortable clothes on, so the moment you said you needed a new pair of pajamas, he went "oh my god, i know just the place!"... and then you two left with two bags each.

sehun:

where the fuck is gifs from sehun on at sg photoshoot?

deep inside, sehun is a child - we all know that. so i absolutely think he would love the idea of having matching toothbrushes with you! the idea would be yours, but he would laugh his ass off once he saw it. "i want the spongebob one" "nope, that's mine" - as he grabs and puts in his mouth. "sehun, you didn't wash it!!!"

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[kimbappykidding]

You'd been best friends with Chanyeol for nearly 3 years now but still you didn't know much about his youngest member Sehun. You'd seen a lot of Sehun of course considering he was good friends with Chanyeol too but the two of you had never really spoken properly. To be fair part of that was because neither of you made an effort. You weren't sure why Sehun never tried but for yourself, you just didn't think you and Sehun would get along that well. He was a pretty hard person to approach because he was tall, good looking and kept to himself. He wasn't goofy like Baekhyun or sweet like Suho. He was pretty unreadable, at least from your perspective and you never tried. So everything you knew about him was what Chanyeol told you or what you witnessed. For example you knew wherever Sehun went he got attention for his looks and body. The few times you'd been out in public together Sehun usually disappeared and could be found chatting to some girl who'd been eyeing him up. You'd also witnessed him with lots of girls and never usually the same one.

For your latest "walk in on Sehun moment" he was in the middle of the corridor with some girl pressed up against the wall. They apparently made it as far as the upstairs coridoor but failed the last few feet to his room. You were in the bathroom doing your skincare routine when you opened the door to find them grabbing one another oblivious to anyone else. You jumped when you saw it and then frowned as they were blocking your way to Chanyeol's room where you'd be staying for the night. You were in the middle of a heatwave and didn’t get how anyone had the energy or desire to be pressed up against another sweaty body. You tried to sneak past them but there was no way you'd fit so you stood back and sighed "Sehun, I need to get past". Sehun's eyes blinked open and he spotted you standing there. "Oops" was all he said laughing and the girl giggled too. Sehun backed away from the girl and she leant away from him against the wall. You now just had to squeeze between them and it was still rather tight so you wondered why Sehun didn't just move to the side. You walked through and no sooner had you passed than they were at it once again. You got into Chanyeol's room and turned some rock music on, all about anger, anarchy and death. You checked the corridor 2 minutes later and they'd managed to find Sehun's room which made you smirk. That interaction pretty much summed up your relationship with Sehun. Nothing hostile had ever happened between the two of you but there was still tension there with neither of you going out of your way to be friendly towards the other one. You were very different people and didn’t have to be friends so you didn’t try to be.  When Chanyeol came upstairs he smiled at the music playing "why the rock anthems?". "Sehun has a guest" you said and Chanyeol nodded knowing the walls weren't as thick as one would like. Chanyeol flopped beside you on the bed and smiled "so how was your day?". You loved chatting to Chanyeol because it felt like chatting to nobody. By that, you meant you knew him so well he felt like an extension of yourself rather than a different person. He was your best friend and that meant everything. The two of you chatted for what felt like minutes but turned into an hour. Chanyeol cursed seeing the time "I didn't realise it was that late, do you mind if we go to bed?". You shook your head "no not at all, I just need to get changed and grab some water but turn the lights off it's fine". You'd changed in front of Chanyeol so many times it never bothered you and even the pyjamas you'd selected were very short. Ones you'd never want your casual friends to see you in but with Chanyeol you didn't mind. Plus with the weather you needed the shortest thing possible. The only thing is you forget to get the glass of water first and had nothing to cover yourself with. Chanyeol was already laid down trying to sleep so you didn't want to wake him just to borrow his dressing gown. It was late and so you decided to risk it. Hopefully nobody would be in the kitchen this time of night. Of course Sehun was sitting there. He was in the dark too so you didn't even notice him until you walked inside. You jumped seeing someone sat there and flicked the light on to see it was Sehun. "You scared me!" you cried and Sehun looked up from his phone and his eyes widened when he saw you. You then realised what you were wearing and blushed slightly. "Sorry" he said finally looking you in the eye again and you turned away busying yourself with the sink. You suddenly realised you hadn't put away your dishes from earlier and cursed your past self because you'd have to do it now. You began sorting them out and could practically feel Sehun's eyes on you. When you turned around and caught him watching you, you stared back "what?". "Nothing just are you warm?". You shook your head "kinda...this is just how I sleep in summer. I didn't think anyone would be here". Sehun shrugged "lucky Chanyeol". You rolled your eyes "Chanyeol and I are just friends". Sehun shook his head standing up "how when you look like that?" he asked looking you up and down once more before he walked away. You stayed there in the kitchen stunned. Sehun had never expressed any interest in you or that he liked your looks. If anything he always seemed unbothered by you so where did a comment like that come from? The way he said it made you shiver and even just replaying it in your head made your stomach tense. What on earth was going on? Was Sehun into you? You went back upstairs desperate to talk to someone but Chanyeol was asleep so you just got into bed beside him and tried to sleep. Sehun was on your mind and of course you had a dream about him where you were one of the girls pressed up against the wall. You woke in the morning feeling a mix of flustered and frustrated and wondered if last night in the kitchen had all been a dream. Then you saw the glass of water on your side table and were sure it had happened, You then wondered if you were making too big a deal out of a throw-away comment. Later that morning Chanyeol noticed you were quiet and asked if you were alright. "I'm fine but I have a question". He nodded "shoot" and you looked at him "what does Sehun think of me?". Chanyeol paused "of you why?" before his eyes widened "wait no way!". You shook your head "whatever you're thinking it's wrong". "Are you hot for my maknae of all people?". "Hey I'm only one year older than him which is the age gap between me and you" you retorted "but anyway that's not where this is going. He made a comment last night and it's making me re-evaluate what I thought he felt towards me". Chanyeol paused "what did he say?". You explained and Chanyeol kept smiling but you noticed he looked less at ease "yeah that sounds like Sehun". "What did he mean by it?" you asked "I always thought he was apathetic to me but now I'm not sure". Chanyeol seemed to be debating his reply and only when you called his name did he respond "well he does find you attractive". "He does? How do you know?" you asked feeling more excited than you thought you would. Chanyeol shrugged "well he's mentioned it a few times" Chanyeol admitted and you nodded "saying what". Chanyeol sighed "sometimes he will just comment that your legs...or say that other areas look good or that your outfit is hot that sort of thing". You raised your eyebrows in surprise "then why has he never tried anything with me?". "Do you want him to?" Chanyeol asked and you would've noticed the apprehension in his voice but you were too busy imagining what it would be like if Sehun did. Your dream from earlier came into your mind and clouded your thoughts. "Y/n" Chanyeol said and you remembered where you were "that doesn't matter. What I don't get is why Sehun never hit on me before. He's not exactly shy with girls and he has a pretty good track record". Chanyeol shrugged "I don't know why, you'd probably need to ask him". You shook your head "no way and you can't say anything to him either! Promise me Chanyeol!" you cried and your friends nodded "I promise!". After that you didn't talk about Sehun again but he was still on your mind. Chanyeol's question asking if you wanted Sehun to do something spun round and round in your head. You didn't want to admit it but you were attracted to him and the idea of him pushing you up against a wall did make you feel flustered. You'd never considered it before, you and Sehun, but now you couldn't seem to stop. So of course that imaginary image was the first one that came to mind when you saw Sehun that morning. You went downstairs for breakfast and Sehun was coming upstairs. Even Chanyeol looked panicked but you tried to remain calm as Sehun came closer and squeezed past you, brushing his arm against yours. He looked at you as he passed and you saw the slight smirk on his lips. You kept a straight face meeting his gaze and only breathed when he passed. You looked back when he'd passed and caught him doing the same thing to you. You shot around quickly making him chuckle. Was this what that weird tension between the two of you had been this whole time? Had Sehun always acted this way around you and only now you were realising it? Things carried on like that for the rest of the week. Anytime you or Sehun were in the same room you were tense and had to stop yourself from looking at him. You weren't sure if Sehun noticed because he started acting differently. He'd come and sit next to you on the sofa, rather close so he'd brush against you or he'd put his drink on the table next to you so he kept having to lean across you to get it. Whenever you did allow yourself to glance at him he'd seemed to notice and he had a permanent cheeky smile on his face. His eyes were so playful and you just got the feeling he was doing this on purpose. You also suspected the summer wasn't the only reason he seemed to be shirtless or hardly clothed a lot recently. It was driving you crazy and you couldn't believe it was impacting you this much...then one day it all exploded. You'd beaten Chanyeol home after work and were getting things ready for dinner in the kitchen when Sehun walked in. He seemed to have a way of sensing when you were in the house these days. He smiled when he saw you and you turned away blushing. "You've splashed a little" he said pointing to the wet mark on your shirt and you nodded "I know...". "Need some help?" he asked and you immediately blushed thinking he meant your shirt. Sehun smiled "with the washing up?" as if he'd mislead you on purpose. You nodded and Sehun appeared next to you. There was a tense atmosphere in the air and anytime you passed Sehun you could practically feel it radiating off him. Once you'd both finished you found Sehun watching you, leaning casually against a counter. "You've been acting differently lately" Sehun said and you shrugged "have I?". He nodded "ever since that night I caught you in your tiny pyjamas" he smiled "did I embarrass you when I commented on how good you looked?" he asked. You swallowed but managed not to blush "no". "No?" Sehun asked "then why have you been acting differently around me?". "You keep saying I'm acting different but you were never around me to notice how I acted before". Sehun shrugged "we've never been joined at the hip but I always took note of you Y/n and actually the truth is it was you who never registered when I was around. I used to be an annoyance to you if you ever spotted me and I could practically see you resisting the urge to roll your eyes". "I wasn't like that" you argued and Sehun smiled "yes you were don't lie...but now that's all changed. You tense when I enter a room and I can feel you watching me from the corner of your eye. Your body language has changed and you shy away from my eye now. Which can only mean one thing". "Which is?" you asked. "That you want me" Sehun smiled confidently. "You think I want you?" you asked, some of your attitude brought back to life with the boy's excessive confidence but he had even more to give you. Don't you?" Sehun asked coming closer and straightening up to his full height. "Are you saying you haven't thought about what it'd be like to be with me? You've heard my results enough, and I haven't been shy in showing you the methods. Tell me you haven't thought about what it'd be like if it was you" Sehun said "and then tell me the idea didn't excite you". You'd been backing up slowly and ran into the counter meaning there was no way for you to go any further back. Sehun smiled "something making you uncomfortable Y/n?". "Why are you saying all of this now? Not before?" you asked. "Because I never knew if you were attracted to me before but your behaviour changed, next question". You blinked at Sehun's fast tone and hurried on "what about Chanyeol?". "What about him?" Sehun asked "I know you're not attracted to him". You nodded "but he's your friend and my friend...won't this be awkward for him?". Sehun shrugged "possibly but not for the reason you're thinking". You went to ask what he meant but Sehun had reached you "now your questions are done and it's my turn but I just have one...can I touch you?". His words made you blush but you managed to nod. Sehun smiled and gently brushed his fingers across your cheek. "Such a beautiful face, do you know many times I pretended I was with you? Wanted to see your beautiful eyes staring at me the way they are now...the way your lips are so pouty begging me to kiss them?" he asked. "Not to even mention how great you always look" he said his hands trailing down your shoulders and arms "that time Chanyeol made us all go to the beach I thought I was going to burst seeing you all toned and tanned" he sighed his hands reaching your waist "so close but so far...I'm going to need to make up for lost time Y/n. Is that okay with you?" Sehun asked. You nodded and he smiled "lost your tongue?". "I was just waiting for you to hurry up and kiss me" you replied and Sehun smirked "I love it when you snap at me" and finally kissed you. A little later Chanyeol was looking for you and was confused about where you'd gone. "She was here earlier?" Chen asked and Chanyeol nodded "yes she text me saying she arrived". "Maybe she left?" Kai suggested but D.O. shook his head "her car's still in the driveway". "And you've checked every room?" Lay asked and Chanyeol nodded "yeah, except Sehun's of course". They all heard the sounds coming from the room telling them he shouldn't be disturbed. Xiumin got it first. 

"Wait you've checked everywhere but Sehun's room?" he asked. Chanyeol nodded before he got it "no...there's no way that's Y/n in there with him" he said. "Are you sure?" Suho asked "that would explain how Sehun got a girl in there with him without even leaving the house all day". Chanyeol shook his head beginning to panic "yes I'm sure! She's my best friend, I'd know if she wanted to sleep with Sehun!". "Would you though?" Baekhyun asked "because you'd be the last person I'd tell if I wanted to get with your hot friend". That comment bothered Chanyeol more than he liked and he sighed "it's not her I'm telling you" when they suddenly heard Sehun's voice saying a name that sound suspiciously like yours. Chanyeol shook his head "guess I don't know my best friends then".

An hour later you were laid beside Sehun, both lazily joking and teasing one another. "So I have another question" Sehun said and you turned to face him "yes?". "Do you and Chanyeol seriously never mess around like this in bed or anything?". "No!" you cried and Sehun laughed at your strong reaction "why not?". "Because we're best friends and that'd be weird. You can't think about your friends that way" you said. Sehun paused "I think you'd be surprised". You frowned but then Sehun started tracing a pattern on your thigh and you got a little distracted. "I don't see how any guy can have you in his bed every night and not go crazy" he said "I'm going crazy just watching you". "Well once was clearly not enough" you said and Sehun swore "fuck no" and came back to you. The next morning you woke to see Sehun asleep next to you and swore. Sehun jumped and opened his eyes "everything alright?". You nodded "yeah just...you seriously look like that first thing in the morning?". Sehun quickly checked his appearance in his phone and shrugged "yeah". "That is not fair" you said and he smiled turning you towards him "then you clearly have no idea how good you look". You blushed and Sehun smiled "I seriously had no idea how attracted to me you were". You rolled your eyes "oh come on everyone must find you attractive to an extent. You're tall, broad shoulders, great bone structure, amazing eyebrows not to mention your abs" you said gently tracing them "you must assume everyone's attracted to you". Sehun shrugged "sometimes but I never knew where I stood with you". That made you feel oddly powerful and you liked it. " I enjoyed last night" you said and Sehun nodded "me too, would you like to do it again?". "Now or in the future?" you asked. Sehun smiled "both. I've wanted you for a while". You smiled "sounds good to me". When you and Sehun left his room and ventured downstairs you didn't expect the kitchen to be full and suspected the members might've done that on purpose. Everyone was quiet as you sat down and then Baekhyun burst "did the two of you really screw all night?". Suho and D.O. sighed while Chanyeol hit him. You blushed and Sehun smiled. Sehun looked to you for permission and you figured they all knew so nodded. "Not all night but yes a large portion of it" he admitted. Several boys smirked or smiled but you noticed Chanyeol wasn't doing either. His eyes were focused on his plate unmoving. You frowned and managed to catch his eye. He smiled at you reassuringly and you smiled back. When you got ready to leave, you collected your stuff from Chanyeol's room and were chatting at the door when Sehun appeared. You were more than a little surprised as was Chanyeol by his expression. "Hey can I talk to Y/n?" Sehun asked and Chanyeol looked to you before nodding. Sehun smiled "so I just wanted to see when you were next coming over". You smiled back "why?" and Sehun shot you a look "because I'll make sure I'm home so you know where I am if you want me". Sehun's words made your stomach flutter and you found him so attractive. "I was planning on coming back Friday night if you wanted to be around". Sehun smiled "see you then".

You left the house with a huge smile on your face. 

You’d always liked surprised and that was good...because you had a few more in store. 

Once the door closed Sehun smiled after you before he became aware Chanyeol was still there. He turned to find Chanyeol watching him and paused “I know I probably should’ve asked you before but...are you okay with this given...you know?”. “No I don’t know” Chanyeol said “you can date whoever you want Sehun and so can Y/n...then again this isn’t even dating is it?”. Sehun shrugged “so you’re okay with it?”. “Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked and Sehun finally said it “because of your feelings for her” and Chanyeol tensed. Sehun couldn’t see his expression but he saw how Chanyeol’s body language changed and how rigid he became. Sehun worried he might’ve pushed Chanyeol too far but when the boy turned around he had a smile on his face. “I don’t have feelings for Y/n so of course I have no objections to this just don’t hurt her okay?”. Sehun nodded “I won’t, I know better than that” and Chanyeol nodded “good” and walked away. 

He only let his smile drop when he reached his room. He could almost pretend he hadn’t been lying when he said that to Sehun but he knew the truth. He liked you and you were hooking up with his closest friend.  

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There are two endings to this series! For the Chanyeol ending click here and for the Sehun ending click here. 

I love it when idols own how good looking they are and if any idol deserves that it’s Sehun. Out of all the male idols he’d definitely be in my top 5 lookswise so this was a very fun imagine to write :) 

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[itstheoneshot]

Committed

request

Summary: It’s not homewrecking if he is the one who wants it, is it?

Word Count: 2.5k

Pairing: Sehun x Reader

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, Cheating, Infidelity, Size Kink

The end of year Christmas party. A time to let loose and celebrate all that you achieved over the course of the year. Marking the beginning of a much needed two week break, you always looked forward to this night. There was so much fun to be had every year, as everyone in the company finally put down the corporate cosplay they wore all year to get absolutely wasted, and dance the night away.

This year is no different, you are already several glasses of champagne deep when you are tapped on the shoulder by someone behind you. Picking up your glass, you turn to greet who is behind you, and you feel your breath catch in your throat as you make eye contact with him.

Sehun. He is one of your colleagues, he works in the same department as you. You get along well, maybe a little too much, there is an unspoken chemistry between you, one that has never been acted on, due to Sehun being engaged and due to wed in the first half of next year.

“Hi, Sehunnie,” You beam at him, only realising now that your words are a little slurred, “I wasn’t sure if you were coming!”

Sehun hails the bartender to pour him a glass before turning back to you, “I wouldn’t miss it,” He replies, “It’s the best night of the year.”

“You came alone?” You ask, glancing behind him to see his fiancee is nowhere to be seen, when she is usually hanging off him at every work event.

“I did,” He nods, “She’s out of town for the weekend for her own work function.”

You try not to notice the glint in his eyes as he says this, or focus on his lips as he tips his head back to scull the drink in his hand. You turn to grab yourself another glass, needing something to try and take your mind off the thick, tension filled air around you.

“Care to dance?” Sehun asks as he picks up another drink, “Can’t just stand here and drink all night now, can we?”

You shake your head with a playful roll of your eyes, but nod in agreement. You two are close, and everyone else at the company knows it, so seeing you two together is nothing new and nothing to be suspicious of. You aren’t breaking any rules by dancing with him, though you know that if his fiancee was here, she definitely wouldn’t leave him alone for a second.

He looks so handsome under the dimmed lights, strobe effects bouncing off the floor, giving you fleeting views of his silhouette, long legs, wide shoulders, he is so tall, even in your 6-inch heels he still towers over you. You two have fun, dancing and drinking, and getting a little bit too close for just friends. You aren’t sure at what point his large hands end up on your waist, or when you begin to grind back into him, practically glued together, fuck, is it getting hot in here, or is it just Sehun’s body up against yours? He’s engaged, you keep repeating it in your mind, as you feel the cool of his engagement ring - he’s that kind of guy, both he and his fiancee have matching rings - against your skin, your dress has cutouts at the waist, so no surprise that is where Sehun’s hands are.

“Sehun,” You sigh breathlessly, only loud enough for him to hear, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

It’s true, you know it, but truth be told, you don’t want him to stop, not for a second. Guilt plagues you only for a fleeting moment before it is gone, too focused on the fact that instead of pushing you away, Sehun pulls you closer to him, leaning down so that he can whisper in your ear. His breath is hot, and it sends shivers down your spine.

“Where’s the fun in that?” He asks, “Although maybe we should go somewhere more private?”

The realisation hits you, and you feel your knees wobbling, threatening to give out. It has been years now, the tension between you, never acted on and never spoken, but now the offer is there, and you are so fucking willing to take the chance, whether it makes you a homewrecker or not, you don’t give a fuck anymore.

“My place?” You offer, “I can call a cab.”

You turn around to face him, your face is flushed from the alcohol and from the hours of dancing, though Sehun still looks a million dollars, as he always does.

“Please do,” He replies, his voice is a little hoarse, and it only turns you on further, “Nobody’s gonna notice if we slip out now.”

You do exactly that, prying yourself away from him to act inconspicuous, though you don’t think anyone would expect this of you, there is no way you would take that chance. The taxi that you booked arrives in minutes, so you aren’t left out in the cold for long, soon seated beside Sehun in the back of the car, giving your address to the driver as Sehun’s hand rests on your thigh. You don’t live too far from the venue, and for that you are grateful, because with every passing moment you feel more and more like you are going to break.

Sehun pays for the cab, much to your dismay, but with a pointed look from him you are instantly silenced and not willing to put up a fight, instead thanking him, and then the driver before you exit the car. You lead Sehun up to the elevator inside your building, riding it up to the 10th floor, where you get off and walk down the hallway to your apartment. It’s nothing much, it is a peak single person living space studio apartment. It is nice, you won’t lie, but there is nothing super exciting about it, it’s just like every other apartment in Seoul. Though you aren’t here to impress Sehun with your living quarters, and he couldn't care less about that anyway, as he has you pressed up against the door as soon as you are both inside.

“Is this private enough?” You ask, all but forgetting about his fiancee, only thinking about him and how badly you want him right now.

“It’s perfect,” He murmurs as he reaches down to grab under your thighs, lifting you up off the floor, you cross your ankles around his back, “But I think I need to get you naked now.”

He is so strong, easily carrying you down to where your bed is, and not so carefully throwing you down onto the mattress. He follows you onto the bed, and you grab him by the collar to make him kiss you again, fingers working at the buttons on his shirt, begging to free him from the material. He reaches around to your back, finding your dress zipper to pull down, and you sit up so that he can pull the fabric from your body just as you push his shirt off his shoulders and he allows it to fall down his arms.

Sehun’s body is ethereal, you are so drawn to him, tracing shapes all over his skin as you work your way down to his pants, unbuckling his belt just as he reaches down to help you, leaving you both in nothing but underwear, though that won’t be for long. Sehun guides you further up the bed, resting your head amongst the pillows, gazing up at him as he leans down to kiss you again.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” He growls, reaching under you to unclasp your bra, “You’re so fucking sexy.”

You lean up to let him take your bra off, and use the opportunity to hook your fingers into his underwear, pulling them down and freeing his hard… and very large cock. Your mouth waters at the sight, and Sehun catches you so brazenly staring.

“You want something?” He teases you as he tugs your own panties down, “All you need to do is ask.”

“I want to taste you, Sehun,” You breathe, “Please, please let me suck your cock.”

Sehun groans as he rolls over onto his back, he puts his hands behind his head and stares down at you as you position yourself between his legs. His cock looks so much bigger now so close to you, and you eye it off with a desperate need to fit in as much as you can.

You lean down, wrapping your hand around the base of his shaft to admire it, your hand is dwarfed in size by comparison, and you move to close your mouth around the tip. The sound that he makes is heavenly, and you chase it by moving further down. You hollow your cheeks to take him deeper, and he hits the back of your throat before you even reach your hand. You look up at him through your lashes to see him staring you down, eyes dazed as you begin to bob your head, trying to figure out exactly how he likes it, which you work out pretty fast. He runs his fingers through your hair, ruining the style but you couldn’t care less, too focused on pleasuring him, getting off to it yourself, obsessed with the way that you’re making him feel.

“You look so tiny with your mouth full of my cock,” Sehun moans, tugging a little harder on your hair as you gag on him, “I like that, you look so innocent, it’s driving me crazy.”

You force yourself down further, taking him down your throat so far you feel you might puke, pulling off with a pop as you feel his cock twitch, saliva stringing from your lips. You kiss up Sehun’s stomach and chest, along his jawline until you reach his lips again, his hands settling once more on your waist, he is obsessed with your curves and you instinctively grind down on his cock, wanting so badly to have him inside of you.

“Can’t help that you’re so much bigger than me,” You mumble against his lips, gasping as his cock twitches against your clit, “But I like it too, I like that you can do anything you want to me.”

Sehun does exactly that, lifting you up with one hand, and using his other to guide his cock to your hole, and helping you lower yourself down onto him. The stretch is intense, burning as you take in the first few inches, breathing heavily to try and remain calm, loving the feeling and the expression on Sehun’s face, brows furrowed as he feels you contract around him. It takes a little to lower yourself down as far as you can go, feeling your stomach bulge from the pressure, you splay your hand over it to experience it better.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Sehun hisses, moving a hand from your waist to feel it too, “You’re filled completely, with cock still left to go.”

You glance down to see what he means, and you realise that even with the tip hitting your cervix, the base of his cock is still visible, not fitting in. You lift your hips before dropping down again, trying to find a good rhythm to ride him in, letting him help out, his strength unmatched, he fucks you with ease.

Soon though your thighs grow tired, and Sehun notices this, pulling out of you to flip you over onto your back, from there guiding one of your legs up, your ankle resting on his shoulder. He thrusts into you harshly, without warning, the angle has him hitting even deeper, you almost pass out from the force. You worry you might get a noise complaint as you don’t hold back at all, the years of pining for this insanely hot man are finally at an end, in a turn of events that you had never expected to happen.

“Harder, Sehun,” You cry, “Harder, please!”

You are probably a little crazy, asking for that, as he is already fucking you so intensely you fear that you may pass out, but you are drunk, and so close to orgasm, that if you passed out straight after, you wouldn’t care anyway. You are sure that you are going to bruise but that is fine, you want to remember this when you wake up with a hangover, knowing that this is only going to happen once, you need to make it worth it.

Sehun obliges your request, leaning down to kiss you, lifting your other leg up so that your knees are by your ears, you had no idea you were this flexible, but you are grateful that you haven’t broken. Your cunt begins to clench, just as Sehun gets close too, and you know that you are both about to peak in sync, only getting you there faster. Your orgasm washes over you, and you moan louder than you thought that you could. Sehun follows closely behind, kissing you harder to try and quieten you both, moaning into your mouth which is so much hotter than you could have imagined. He fills you up, splattering your insides until you begin to leak, unable to take anymore. It is so hot, and you wish it wouldn’t end, but it does, and Sehun slows down to a complete stop, pulling out of you and rolling over onto his back.

“Wow,” He sighs, tilting his head to face you as he cards his fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead, “That couldn’t have been better.”

It makes you blush, as reality sets in and you glance at the ring on his finger. You fucked an engaged man, and you don’t regret it at all, which makes you hate yourself, just a bit. Sehun sits up to begin dressing himself, you should have figured that he wasn’t going to stay. It is okay though, you lived out a fantasy, one you are sure not to forget.

“I needed that,” You reply, sitting up to pull a tshirt over your head, one of the oversized ones you had thrown on the floor the day before, “Get home safe, okay?”

Sehun smiles at you, leaning down to kiss you on the forehead before he picks up his phone to call a cab, and you follow him down your short hallway to see him out. You are so ready for a shower and then sleep, feeling his cum as it begins to drip down your legs, a not so pleasant reminder of the very pleasant encounter you just had with your taken coworker.

“I will,” He promises as you reach to unlock the door, “I’ll see you in a couple of weeks. I hope you enjoy your break.”

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[justwritedreams]

All about you | Sehun

Sehun x Reader

Word count: 2.705 Genre: fluff, little angst Author: maari  Warnings: A small argument, lack of communication between them, the reader feels pressured, kinda based on real life lol Note: I liked this one, even though I had countless ideas for this request, this scenario was the best I could write Request: he’s been distancing himself from his s/o and they get in a fight he confesses that he wants to get married and start a family but he thinks that his s/o doesn’t want to get married and start a family because she’s younger than him (she’s 21-22) but it turns out that she actually wants to marry sehun and have kids with him.

⫷ Exo Masterlist

The atmosphere in the car was heavy and neither Sehun nor Y/N dared to clear that cloud that had settled over their heads.

It was supposed to be a pleasant weekend, it was the first time that Sehun met his girlfriend's family and although he had listened carefully to what she had said about the family, how the 3 siblings she had were jealous and protective of her because she was the youngest in the family or how everyone talked about it very loudly, he had overlooked everything because that was a very important step they were taking in their relationship.

He was happy and anxious. Well, before lunch.

It hadn't been a complete disaster until Y/N's parents and siblings started talking about kids and marriage.

Even though they had been together for less than a year, Sehun and her had never gotten into this subject, so he didn't know what she really thought.

However, the more the parents or siblings commented on some acquaintances or friends who were seeing their daughters have babies or walk down the aisle, Y/N's expression changed drastically.

She stopped eating immediately, her face withered and serious, staring at any point on the table while the family joked that they couldn't wait for all this to happen to her.

Sehun noticed her shoulder getting stiffer with each plan her family made, hoping that she would agree or be excited to announce that it would soon be her.

What didn't happen.

And that actually worried Sehun. Because he had never cared about the age difference between them until then, Y/N was always much more mature than most people her age and was always very authentic in front of him, but that afternoon he felt the abyss of generation that separated them.

Because he wanted stability, security and a family, yes, why not?

He had seen his best friends go through this, Y/N's family house was packed with her nephews and he had enjoyed that. He made him feel at home.

He glanced at her once again, Y/N had her head pressed against the window and her arms were crossed, she was looking at the landscape outside but her eyes weren't focused there, her mind was elsewhere and he knew that.

"Love." he called to her quietly. “Babe, come on, it doesn’t have to be like this. It wasn't that bad.”

She laughed, humorless.

“A lunch with the Adams family would have been more fun.”

It was his turn to laugh, incredulous at the harsh tone of her voice.

“You’re overreacting now.”

He looked at her at the exact moment she brought her hand to rub her face.

“Are you crying?” he asked worriedly, his brow furrowed.

Y/N even shook her head because she didn't trust her own voice but Sehun took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on her chin, making her look at him.

Her eyes were teary and red, and she wore a guilty expression.

She pulled his hand away when she noticed his surprised expression.

"Sorry." was all she said before sniffing her nose.

Sehun returned his hand to the steering wheel, confused.

"Why are you apologizing?" he asked, eyes intent on the road.

He wanted to understand her reaction so he could help or comfort her.

“It would have been the perfect afternoon if my family hadn’t ruined it with stupid questions.”

Sehun felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

"You don't need-"

“No, Sehun, you don’t understand.” She adjusted herself on the car seat, looking at him. “I hate it when they do that, they talk about my life as if they could decide for me, as if I wasn't adult enough to make my own decisions.”

He took a deep breath, he understood her frustration but wanted to calm her down because he didn't want it to come between the two of them.

“They want me to follow in the footsteps of everyone they know, they judged me for taking so long to find a boyfriend while my friends were in serious relationships long before me, and now they want me to do exactly what everyone else has been doing. Getting married and having children, they didn't even ask me if I wanted that, they immediately said that I would have to live a peaceful and almost boring life.

“You never said you didn’t want this.” he reminded her and she was silent for a moment.

“Well, I don’t know.” she shrugged. “I'm too young to decide something so important, I mean, do you know how big a responsibility it is to bring a child into the world?”

“I think you're thinking too much about a subject you're still not sure about. And I don’t think age is an issue.” he said, seriously, now avoiding looking at her.

“It's just that I never stopped to think about whether I wanted this or not, I mean until last year I didn't even know you.”

“And what does that have to do with it?”

“We haven’t even been dating for a year, Sehun.” she remembered.

"And?" he asked, in an obvious tone and she looked at him confused.

“How are we going to make plans for a future that we don’t even know will come?”

He laughed, bitterly.

“And why do you date someone if not to make plans?” he questioned and she was silent. “Unless you’re with me just because I’m pretty.”

She looked at him offended.

“Of course not, you know I love you.”

“So I don’t understand why you’re so mad about this, it doesn’t mean you’ll get pregnant tomorrow if you think about it.”

She crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes.

“You talk like you really want to get married and have kids with me.” she laughed in disbelief and waited for him to deny it but the answer she got was very different from what she imagined.

"And if I want?" He stopped at the lighthouse, turning his attention to her who faltered, her jaw dropping without being able to control it.

"What?"

“Do you want me to repeat it? Okay, I want to marry and have children with you, Y/N. Ever since I realized I was in love with you, I've thought about building a future for us.” Y/N's expression was pure shock but Sehun continued. “I don't want to waste any more time because soon I'll have to go to the army.”

“You don’t need to remind me of that.” she snorted.

This was another discussion that would certainly worsen the situation in that car.

“I’m just saying that I want to build a life with you after I get dispensed.” she tried to look for any trace of doubt in his eyes but she didn't find any, Sehun never looked so convinced and that scared her, leaving her speechless. “But only if you want too.” he spoke finally, ending the subject there.

She sighed and rested her head against the window again, not knowing what to say and with a huge confusion in her head.

[...]

When Sehun warned Y/N that he would be busy for the next few days, she understood.

She knew that her boyfriend's schedule was getting tighter and tighter because of the upcoming enlistment, he was trying to get everything done.

When he stopped responding to her frequently, she also understood. She had the slight impression that he was moving away from her, but she tried not to jump to conclusions before he told her himself.

But after almost a month without seeing him in person, with short conversations and no emotion, she didn't think it was just an impression. He was moving away, and what was worse, he was avoiding talking to her.

He was dodging it, always giving the same excuse that work was taking up all his time.

Since the fight in the car, well, she didn't think it had been a real fight, at most an argument, neither of them had brought up the subject of family and children again.

Even though she was thinking about it every day. Although she missed talking to her boyfriend, for the first few weeks she enjoyed it because she needed time to think about her life.

She didn't consider herself a person who made a lot of plans, she didn't even know what career she wanted to pursue, because in fact she was afraid of setting certain goals and ending up not being able to achieve them, frustration was the worst feeling for her.

But, she needed to admit that Sehun was right.

And more than ever she realized that if she were to do that, create a future with someone, she could only imagine it being with Sehun.

In fact, for a few days she stood at the door of her room imagining Sehun playing with their children and without realizing it, a wide smile appeared every time she dreamed about it, her heart warmed just thinking about the possibility but at the same time a lump formed in her throat when she remembered that she and her boyfriend were far apart.

Even though she was an extremely stubborn person, Y/N decided to swallow all her pride and resolve that situation once and for all. She missed her boyfriend, his playful and goofy manners, the late-night conversations they had when one couldn't sleep and the other insisted on doing something to pass the time, she even missed Vivi.

So, when she was fed up with waiting for him to come after her, she decided to go to his house, taking the risk of not finding him there but it wouldn't be a problem because she would wait until she could talk to him.

And that's what she did, she rang the doorbell several times but got no response, as she saw through the crack in the door that the light was off, she decided to wait on the street, more specifically sitting on the sidewalk. She thought about all the things she had planned to talk about with Sehun, explaining her point of view, her fears and insecurities, but she felt ready to take another step in the relationship, as long as she went with him.

Sehun had said he would do that if she wanted, right? So, she wanted it!

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, with her elbow resting on her leg looking into nothing, nor was she able to pay attention to the body that was demanding its position on that hard street.

“Y/N?” she shivered when she heard Sehun's voice next to her and looked up towards him, seeing him standing next to her with a frown.

And then she forgot everything she had gone through in her head, well she knew what to do, but Sehun there wasn't helping her reason like a normal person, which used to be routine since the young and handsome boy took the words out of her mouth every time.

“Oh, hi.” she got up from the street, running her hand over her clothes in a clear sign of nervousness.

“What are you doing out here on the sidewalk?”

She shrugged, placing her hands inside the pockets of the jacket she wore.

"I was waiting for you." she admitted and he made to take a step towards her but stopped, the atmosphere was awkward between them. It was bordering on embarrassment.

“You have the house keys, why didn’t you go in?” he questioned, pointing ahead and they started walking towards his house.

That was a great question that Y/N had a good answer for.

"I don't want to bother." That's what she said before they entered. “I wouldn’t feel comfortable coming in here without you knowing.”

He sighed and opened the door for her to enter first, she did so and took off her shoes. Then she waited for him to do the same.

As soon as he closed the door, he scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say to her.

“You’ve never felt this way before.”

“Because we hadn’t fought like that before.” she remembered and Sehun nodded, avoiding looking at her.

He went to the sofa, being watched by her, and threw himself down, taking a deep breath.

“I don’t want to argue with you anymore.” he said and she sighed, going the same way as him and sitting next to him. “I’m tired, Y/N.”

She looked at him, sad.

It's a good thing he felt that way because she did too.

“I am too, Sehun. Tired of you avoiding me.”

He looked at her, guilty.

“I thought it would be better, I didn’t want to have any more friction between us.”

Y/N came closer and placed her hand on his knee.

“Do you remember when you told me that all our differences would be resolved through conversation?” he nodded. “We didn’t do that, Sehun. And it’s killing me.”

He placed his hand on top of hers, making a gentle caress.

“I’m sorry for pulling away, I thought it would be better to convince me.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Convincing of what?”

“That you have other personal projects.” he shrugged, looking straight ahead making her heart sink. “It’s like I told you, I don’t want this if you don’t want it either, it wouldn’t even make sense really.”

Y/N felt a slight fear at the direction the conversation was taking.

“Sehun…”

“Look, I understand, okay? You're still too young to decide something so big that will affect your life forever. I don't want to see you unhappy because I love you and all I want most is for you to be happy.”

Y/N smiled slightly when she saw Sehun speak quickly but even so, his words had an effect on her heart, because he showed that he was concerned about what she wanted and that made her feel even more loved.

So, unable to say anything or focus on what Sehun continued to say, she got up from the couch, making him silent for a moment.

"What?" he asked, looking at her curiously. “Are you leaving?”

She laughed and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing their faces closer to hers. Y/N kissed the tip of his nose.

“No, silly.” She smiled at the suspicious face he made. “How could I leave after that?”

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, and a pout formed.

"I love you, you know?" he smiled restrainedly. "And all I want most is to spend the rest of my life with you, to build a future for us."

Y/N saw Sehun's eyes light up in a way she had never seen before and then he hugged her around the waist, burying his face in her neck and laughing like a child.

She did the same, taking her hands to his black hair and stroking it.

"I don't believe that." he spoke, voice being muffled by Y/N's skin. "This is a dream." he pulled his face away to look her in the eyes. "I want to hear that again."

She cocked her head to the side, smiling shyly.

“I want to be the mother of your children, Oh Sehun.” she spoke, convinced and continued stroking his hair, while his eyes didn't leave her.

Sehun kept his smile wide and his eyes dropped to Y/N's lips, who wet them with her own tongue expectantly.

She began to bring her face closer to his to seal their lips and in one quick movement, Sehun held her by the thighs and got up from the sofa with her still in his lap.

Y/N let out a high-pitched laugh and grabbed his shoulder to keep from falling.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he started distributing kisses down her neck.

"We have to practice." He spoke between kisses. "You can't say that to me and leave this house without testing a few things."

He raised his eyebrows with a mischievous smile and she just laughed, letting herself be carried away.

Well, if Sehun said they had to practice then she agreed.

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[xiubaek-13]

Chapter 45 - Get You Alone

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

Warnings: I guess spoilers if you haven’t seen all of Moon Lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo. Suggestive themes, mentions of smut. 18+ fic, minors DNI!

Word Count: 6,938

A/N: I wanted to post something to celebrate the return of Baekhyun from the military but this chapter got way out of hand so I’ve split it. Unless this happens again, we’ve only got two more chapters before this fic finally wraps up. 

“So you haven’t told him yet?” He asked.

“Not yet. I haven’t found the right moment.” You replied. You’d wanted to tell him but things kept getting in the way of the conversation. It was something you wanted to tell him in person and you had struggled to find sufficient alone time with the guy.

Minseok sighed as he leaned back into his chair. “You know I don’t enjoy being kept waiting.”

“You tell him then.” You snapped. You weren’t just going to drop that kind of bombshell on Baek with no warning. If Minseok was going to get snippy about it then he could buck up the courage to go hang with Baek and tell him. You knew he wouldn’t though. For all of his bravado there was still the fear of rejection dwelling in him. Regardless of how many times you reassured him that none of the guys would be disgusted by the idea.

He stared at you pointedly, one brow raised. “That was not our deal.”

You stood. You had to start to get ready. “Fine. How about after my meeting with the managers and Junmyeon tonight, the three of us have dinner together and talk?”

Minseok looked at you, his expression wrought with concern. “That’s going to be really awkward if he says no.”

You shrugged as you located your make-up bag. “I don’t think he will. He seemed excited about it when he knew that was what you requested. He really wanted to know who you’d picked.”

“Why would I not be surprised to find out he’s a voyeur?” Minseok half laughed. “It won’t be weird? Like it’s pretty obvious he’s been crushing on you.”

You shook your head. “No. We talked about it a lot actually, and we’re just going to see how things progress naturally.” You shrugged. “I mean all of us care about each other and desire each other to a certain extent so it’s a bit confusing to label anything yet. I’ll review it once this tour is over since my contract is finished then.”

He nodded before adding quietly. “Will you have to work with another group?”

You grabbed the make-up bag and moved to sit in front of the floor length mirror near the entrance to the room. You couldn’t lie, you had no idea what was going to happen during the meeting. You couldn’t see why SM would keep a contract with you and EXO if the group weren’t doing any further promotions in English speaking countries. There was a very real possibility that you would be assigned to another group or another company. “Possibly. It’s part of the purpose of tonight’s meeting. Kind of a review of my work and scope for likelihood of future work for me with you guys or with other groups. If SM isn't planning to rehire me then my boss will place me at another company.”

Minseok took a seat on the floor next to you as you applied your make-up. “It would be weird to not be able to have you around as much.” His expression was sombre as he thought about the reality of any of them not being able to spend as much time with you without it raising questions. You felt the same. You’d grown incredibly close to all nine of them and the idea that you wouldn’t be able to just drop by unannounced or attend schedules with them was difficult to think about but you also knew that it might actually be better to put a bit of distance between all of you. You’d be able to find ways to hang out with them in the future, and even if you weren’t under contract with SM you’d still be able to spend your free time with them, when they were available.

You paused. “Who knows, it might be good though. The lines between work and pleasure got kind of blurred, and that’s my fault, so separating my work from my relationships with all of you might help me to work out how this all looks moving forward.” You needed to work out what it was that you felt for each of them, and where things went from where they were now. At this point you had slept with each one of them and had deeper relationships with a few of them but you didn’t know if you wanted anything more with any of them other than friendship. You needed time to unpack all of your feelings, your time with Baekhyun had solidified that. There were feelings there but neither of you knew if they were ones that either of you wanted to try to pursue or if they were largely built off months of sexual tension.

There was one week remaining before all of you headed back to Korea. You had decided that once you were back in your home then there would be no more sexual encounters with any of them. Not until you made your mind up about what you wanted. Did you want all of them, some of them, one of them or none of them? You did not have an answer to the question that burned in the back of your mind. So you ignored it.

“Enough of this talk, it’s bringing the room down.” You softly chuckled. Minseok glanced at you through the mirror as you resumed putting your face on. “I believe you were telling me about the movie you were in and why I can’t watch it.”

He smiled. “You get sad when we die…”

“Do any of you act in things and not die?!” Minseok’s laughter rang throughout the room as you ranted about how you’d tried to watch a few of the things the members had acted in and every single one had ended with one of them dying.

“Cute.” He teased.

“Shut up.” Your response only made him laugh harder. The two of you continued to bicker about the dangers of watching anything any of the members acted in while you got ready. You both agreed that Soo would eventually have to remain alive during a role if he wanted to really explore acting. He couldn’t die in every role, you would threaten to nickname him Korea’s Sean Bean if he did. Minseok requested to video that particular encounter if it ever occurred.

Once your face was finished Minseok excused himself and left to go work out with Yeol and Jongin at the hotel gym. Those three and Baekhyun had been working hard on their physiques. Jongdae had joked that Minseok was Baekhyun’s trainer and Jongin was Chanyeol's, which put all too many ridiculous images in your mind. You felt sorry for whoever got stuck training with Minseok since he was overly enthusiastic about working out. You have never seen someone get so excited about the prospect of working out.

You began to pack your room up while you killed time before the meeting. All of you were off to the airport very early in the morning and depending on how tonight went, you might be short on packing time tomorrow. You pulled out clothes that you would need for tonight and for the flight tomorrow and packed everything else. You made a mental note to not do any more shopping out of fear that your luggage would be over the weight limit at the airport.

When there was no more packing to be done you turned your attention to the self evaluation sheet that you had completed prior to the meeting you were about to have. You had made a series of bullet points regarding your achievements, work ethic, teamwork and competence. You felt good about the performance side of the meeting. Your concern was going to be about the future of your contract. At least if they didn’t choose to keep you under contract with SM it would not be difficult for you to be placed elsewhere, not after the success you’d had with two high profile groups.

The sound of your phone pulled you from your thoughts. You really hoped it wasn’t one of the managers rescheduling the meeting because as much as you were starting to feel nervous about it, you just wanted to get it over and done with. Dragging the feeling out would not do you any good.

A laugh escaped you when you unlocked your phone. You should have known who would be the one messaging you. Baekhyun had a knack for texting you at moments where you needed distraction.

[1:24pm] Baek: Do you know what I’ve been thinking about?

You stared at the message. Of course you didn’t know the answer to his obviously rhetorical question. 

[1:24pm] You: Care to share with the class?

[1:24pm] Baek: Where’s the fun in not making you guess at least once?

You made a mental note to add eternally insufferable to the list of traits that applied to Baekhyun. He could bring a smile to your face with ease only to irritate you a moment later. You decided to play his game, the earlier conversation with Minseok popping back in your brain.

[1:25pm] You: Fine. You’ve been thinking about how to best apologise to me for making me watch the episode where you FUCKING DIE HORRIBLY alone. Even if that’s the wrong answer, you should be thinking about how to fix that.

[1:25pm] Baek: …That’s not what I’ve been thinking about, but I will consider options now.

[1:25pm] Baek: Did you cry?

[1:25pm] You: Of course I cried! It was heartbreaking and traumatising and oh my god I can’t believe you didn’t warn me!

[1:25pm] Baek: Aww, you cried that much for me? Were your eyes all puffy?

[1:26pm] You: Yes Baek. I ugly cried. Happy now?

The scowl on your face deepened as you thought of the smirk that would be on his face as he thought of you crying over his acting. At least no one witnessed you having an absolute breakdown over that episode. The story was heartbreaking and you had cried for his marriage, his family, his friend and everything horrible that was to come.

[1:26pm] Baek: Honestly? I’m not not happy about it. My acting must have been good!

[1:26pm] You: I mean yes, your acting was good but also there was the additional layer that is I saw someone I KNOW IN REAL LIFE die.

[1:27pm] Baek: Does it make you less sad to know that I was actually just asleep once I ‘died’ and was still in the scene? 

[1:27pm] Baek: Just had a nice little nap. Some of my best work.

If he’d dared say that to your face you would have shoved him through a wall. 

[1:27pm] You: I actually hate you, you know that right?

[1:27pm] Baek: Wow noona, lying is not a good look for you.

[1:27pm] Baek: Anyway, about what I was actually thinking about…

[1:28pm] You: You frustrate me so much.

It was the truth. He did frustrate you, so very much. Conversations flowed easily between the two of you but he knew exactly how to push you to the end of your rope without actually damaging your relationship. Even if he did make you want to throttle him on more than one occasion.

[1:28pm] Baek: In a good way though, right? Like sexual frustration ;) Pent up need, palpable tension. 

Your mind drifted back to the morning after his reward. The soft blankets, entwined limbs, and sleepy Baek who snuggled and wouldn’t let you leave the bed because apparently you were too huggable, comfortable and couldn’t you just tell your bladder to go back to sleep? Leaving the bed had been something you’d done reluctantly. Baekhyun was an excellent cuddler and his voice when he was still half asleep just did things to you, but when nature called you were provided with little wiggle room.

[1:28pm] You: Is this what you’ve been thinking of? Sex?

[1:29pm] Baek: There’s a study that says people think about sex between 10 to 20 times each day.

[1:29pm] You: So you’ve been thinking about sex.

[1:29pm] Baek: Yes. It’s a normal and healthy thing to do. I’m not weird.

You checked the time before you replied. You needed to wrap this conversation up soon and head down to the conference rooms for your evaluation. In addition to your nerves about your future with SM, you now had Minseok’s reward at the forefront of your mind again, and like every other time - you had no time to bring it up and discuss it with Baek.

[1:29pm] You: You are weird, but not for thinking about sex. Are you planning to elaborate on this important train of thought any time soon? I’ve got a meeting to get to.

[1:29pm] Baek: Oh right, I forgot about that meeting. Well, whilst the other night was incredible, it was only half of my reward if I get to have everything I requested…

[1:29pm] Baek: We’ll discuss how I’m not weird at a later time.

Shit, the phone sex. He’d requested that as well and you had not delivered on it yet. When he’d mentioned it you remembered being excited to see how skilled he was at it. The most either of you had ever done via the phone was flirting and for want of a better phrase, foreplay. Sexting-lite if you will.

[1:30pm] You: I had actually forgotten about that part of the request. Someone distracted me. Weird guy, incredibly hot and great in bed though.

[1:30pm] Baek: Sounds like a catch. Why’d you let him out of your sight?

You laughed out loud at his response. He never missed the opportunity to inflate his own ego or fish for a compliment.

[1:30pm] You: I can’t do this now Baek, as much as I enjoy our banter, I have to prepare for this meeting. It’s important. 

[1:30pm] You: I’ll make it up to you later by giving you the other half of your reward ;)

[1:31pm] Baek: Ah ok well with an offer like that, how could I refuse? Your meeting will be fine, regardless of the outcome btw. Unless they make you move out, then that will be awful.

[1:31pm] Baek: Forget I said that!

[1:31pm] Baek: Even if they don’t do another contract with us, you taught other groups at the company while we were in Japan so they’ll probably just have you as an in-house English teacher or assign you to another group.

[1:31pm] You: Thanks Baek, I hope it goes well. And to soothe your worries, I won’t move out. Mr Kim’s company rents the apartment, not SM.

[1:32pm] You: Oh! I meant to ask if you wanted to join Minseok and I for dinner after my meeting to debrief? About 8pm?

[1:32pm] You: And before you say it, I do not mean that as an innuendo. I’m the closest to both of you so I want to talk to you after the meeting regardless of how it goes.

[1:32pm] Baek: BUT I HAVE SO MANY COMEBACKS FOR THAT

[1:32pm] Baek: How dare you ruin my fun. 

[1:32pm] Baek: But yes, I’m free. I’ll join you both for dinner.

[1:32pm] Baek: I’d like to debrief you in person.

[1:33pm] You: Why are you like this?

[1:33pm] Baek: You secretly love it.

You refrained from replying to him. You hadn’t lied when you said you didn’t have time to banter right now. You needed to make your way to the meeting in the next ten minutes and before you left your room you needed to ground yourself. It was just a meeting. You’d had many meetings with the managers since taking on this job, and all of those meetings had gone well. This one was probably just to review the tour and schedule another one once you returned to Korea.

***

You entered the conference room on the third floor and had to hide your surprise at seeing Junmyeon seated next to two of the managers. He’d made no mention of being involved in this meeting when you’d had breakfast with him and Sehun this morning. A heads up would have been nice, you thought to yourself as you smiled and greeted each of them.

“Thank you for joining us,” One of them said. “Please take a seat and we’ll get started.” They gestured at the seat opposite them at the conference table so you did as requested and waited for someone to continue speaking.

The manager sitting in the middle began to speak. “Much like Mr. Kim, we assess you on three main areas. 1. How well the tasks were performed 2. How you worked with the clients and 3. Work ethic/professionalism. We have also added in the progress that has been made since our previous evaluation.” He gestured at Junmyeon on his left and the other manager on his right. “We will provide our feedback and EXO’s leader will also provide feedback on behalf of the group.” He smiled at you knowingly. “As you know, it is easier to have formal meetings with fewer members if you want it to be over in a timely fashion.”

You chuckled and agreed, having been involved in a couple of such meetings. They had left you wondering if you were just going to be in said meetings until you grew old and died. You’d even watched as a newer manager up and quit over not being able to settle on a takeout option in the practice room one day. The poor guy’s first mistake was asking what everyone felt like eating. After thirty minutes of heated debate between pizza, chinese and chicken you saw the exact moment they accidentally broke him. Having Junmyeon here made much more sense. He would have gathered responses from each of the members and summarised them for this meeting.

The man on the left pointed to a camera at the end of the table. “We are recording this meeting so that we can pass it on to Mr. Kim rather than holding another meeting to cover the exact same points once we return to Korea as well as sending a report to our CEO. He will review it as well as watch the final concert to see the fruits of everyone's labour.” You nodded in response. “To begin, we would like to hear your self assessment.”

“Thank you.” You replied. “Well to begin, I’d like to address the main development request from the last meeting. I have grown closer to the members which has made it possible for me to greatly improve my tailored lessons, but also allowed us to be more informal with each other and over time has removed any residual awkwardness that was present. They treat me like they do the other staff they work closely with, almost like family. Whilst I have grown close with the members, when I am in public with them I don’t act as friendly with them to ensure that no one thinks I am too close with them or that there is a lack of respect involved. We live in the same building so we do spend time together where we can be more informal with each other but that is with the safety of knowing no members of the media or public are witnessing our interactions. The same goes for being on site for any promotional work. I may have become friends with them but they have a job to do and so do I, so none of us interfere with that. To the best of my knowledge there have been no complaints about me being too close with them or causing delays in them doing their jobs.” Junmyeon smiled warmly at you. “I think the best way to move through this meeting is for us to discuss one point at a time.”

“We can do that.” The man in the middle nodded. “It will save backtracking.” He turned his head towards Junmyeon before he spoke again. “Would you like to provide your feedback regarding this point?”

Junmyeon nodded and sifted through his papers. “I don’t have a lot to add for this point. The company requested that our teacher become closer and more familiar with us so that it would not be awkward for our working relationship. Whilst it was a little awkward in the beginning, all of our members have welcomed teacher-nim with open arms. We treat her with respect and formality in public but when it is just her and us, she is our friend and one of the valuable members of EXO’s staff.” The managers added to their own notes as he spoke.

The one on the left spoke next. “I’ll keep it short. We agree that you have succeeded in achieving what was requested of you. We no longer see the stiff student - teacher dynamic which was present during the previous evaluation. We have observed your comfort levels around other staff as well as the members and are very pleased with how well you fit into the EXO family. The closeness has allowed you to not feel like you can’t scold them when they act up or are too playful, something not every member of staff feels comfortable doing. The thing we were concerned about was if fans would think you were too close with them or if any dating rumours would appear but thankfully there have been no issues.” The other manager chuckled and added. “Some fans now know that you have been the English teacher and translator for the entire tour and think you’re great at your job.”

You smiled at their evaluation. So far, so good. “To cover the first main point, I believe the tasks set out have been completed to a high standard. The group hardly ever required me to step in and translate responses for them during their ments or various interviews. I feel that the consistent effort by each member and myself to improve their conversational skills, pronunciation and vocabulary has been successful.” Junmyeon was the only one looking at you while you spoke, the other two were busy making notes as you spoke which was relieving, it was always easier to speak about your strengths when you weren’t being stared down. You took a breath and continued. “The interviews that have been released have received a lot of love from fans, who have been impressed at how much their English has improved and how they feel comfortable enough to play around in English during interviews. There have hardly been any slip ups with their ments, and considering that before I began my lessons over half of them were not confident to say anything other than their names in English, they have greatly improved. My one on one lessons have helped each member to learn their ments and memorise them without needing prompting.” You leant back in your seat once you finished speaking. You had delivered on the first of the criteria, you felt confident about that. The two managers finished making notes regarding what you had said before they finally looked back up at you.

The manager in the middle flicked through some papers before he gestured to Junmyeon. “Would you like to provide the feedback you’ve collated from your members?”

Junmyeon nodded and adjusted his posture as he picked up the paper in front of him. He paused to put on his glasses before he began to read. “I will have to jump through the points since we are only discussing one criteria at a time. I asked different members for feedback and in the interest of time I thought I’d provide a testimonial for each point. When I asked Chanyeol to tell me about his learning experience with our teacher he provided the following.” He took a breath. “Teacher-nim was always very organised. She kept our lessons interesting so that we didn’t get distracted. She worked out which learning style worked best for me and then adjusted her approach accordingly. She gave me music and movies as homework and asked me to learn dialogue from movies to recite to her in English. She paired us up and got us to interview each other, with the aim of providing responses in English, the more ridiculous the better. I think she realised that when you put a challenge in front of any of us that we are all too stubborn and prideful not to rise to it. My private lesson with her centred around music and was conducted in my studio. I think she did an exceptional job as she allowed us to dictate when and where we would hold lessons. She seemed to always be available, even if it was a quick phone call to ask about phrasing or pronunciation. I also think that how close we have become with her helped us when we felt nervous about our skill levels as we knew she wouldn’t scold us, rather she’d find a creative way to show us the correct wording.”

You suddenly thought of another point that you had forgotten to mention. “I have addressed how I worked with the clients already but I would add that whilst I have made myself available at any time, given their busy schedules, that they have made a group effort to not abuse my availability. If they are requiring a late lesson, they buy a meal for me. I believe we work very well as a team.”

Junmyeon nodded in agreement. “She’s correct. Yixing often had to have very late or very early lessons and he would make sure to compensate her for her time if it was well out of expected working hours. He had to have one lesson at 4am so he ordered teacher-nim breakfast to be delivered at a time she requested and made sure all of us were aware so that we could avoid requesting a late night lesson on that day in consideration for her lost sleep.”

The two managers jotted down their notes regarding everything that had been said. “We agree that you have proven to be a very successful teacher for the EXO members. The end result has exceeded our original expectations of them, something that shows dedication from both yourself and them. It speaks volumes about your ability to engage them in learning a language when they have as busy a schedule as they do.”

Just one point left, then the evaluation portion of the meeting would be done. You hoped they were going to give some indication about your future before you left the meeting but after mentioning ending this evaluation to their CEO, you weren’t sure if he would reserve his decision until after the final concert. “As for the third point, professionalism and work ethic. I believe my own work ethic has improved to keep up with how dedicated to their jobs they are. I am available at all times but I ensure that I get sufficient rest and breaks to prevent burn out or provide a sub par lesson. I believe I am very professional in my interactions with the group in public, more informal when it is just them and me but I am still their teacher and they respect me when I am doing my job.”

  This time Junmyeon didn’t wait to be asked to speak, he knew it was his turn after you. “I agree with the points made by but would like to add Jongin’s review.” You smiled as you thought of Nini. “Noona made time to come to my personal schedule to conduct my private lesson. She had to travel quite a distance to the photoshoot site, and then conducted my lesson with the knowledge that we would be interrupted and that I would be distracted. Nevertheless, she was incredibly polite to the wardrobe, hair and make up staff I was working with as well as the photographer. She knows each of us well enough to know our hobbies and what will motivate us. She based my lesson around lines from a book that I could read to my nieces which I found so touching. She conducted herself in a very professional manner that day, even the photographer was impressed by her adaptability and patience. She has never said no to a lesson request from any of us, nor has she not been available when we’ve had questions for her. We’ve never had a teacher like her and I think I can safely speak for all of us when I say she’s the best teacher we’ve ever had.”

The two managers smiled fondly as Junmyeon read out Jongin’s feedback. You had yet to meet a single member of staff who wasn’t whipped by that man. They were all utterly endeared by him, and you understood why. Jongin had been someone you had bonded with from the very beginning when you’d visited to keep him company while he recovered from his injury. “The members have covered your availability and effectiveness from their perspective. I would like to provide some feedback from the other staff members you have worked alongside with. Pretty much all of the staff, from choreographers, dancers, make up cordis and wardrobe team to the sound techs have reported getting on well with you. They have all reported that you carry yourself with a high level of professionalism and have been nothing but respectful towards them. Not once have you deemed your work to be more important than theirs and you have shown interest in what they do and how hard they work. You haven’t had any conflicts with staff or caused any problems for them. They have reported that the EXO members seem comfortable around you, that they take your work seriously and show you as much respect as you show them.”

The manger in the middle smiles at you. “I think it is clear that we are very satisfied with your work, the results speak for themselves. You have been easy to work with, have gotten along with everyone and done everything that was required of you. The members like working with you, and I was told by other idols at SM that you were a very good teacher from the couple of lessons you held while EXO were in Japan. We don’t get to decide about the continuation of your contract, that is up to our CEO. He will review the formal performance review report that we’ll send through today and we expect him to contact Mr. Kim next week. Speaking for us however, we hope that he will opt to sign another contract with you. It’s been a pleasure to work with you.”

The validation of all of your hard work felt good. Like really good. You knew you had done a good job, but to hear so many positive comments about everything you had done during your time with EXO was a huge compliment. “I understand that you don’t get to make the decision, and I will respect whatever decision your CEO makes. I understand that if EXO don’t have further schedules in the west that it would not make sense to re-contract me. I would like to express my interest in being assigned another group within the company, or, being hired as an in-house teacher/translator for all of the artists under the SM umbrella. I have been treated exceptionally well by this company, its staff and idols and have thoroughly enjoyed my time here.”

After that the meeting naturally came to a close. You thanked everyone for their feedback and their time before excusing yourself so that they could further discuss your work without you being present.

***

You needed a distraction after that meeting. You tried to decide on an option for dinner later that evening but your mind kept circling back to the fact that your future with the company was up in the air until you got back to Korea. It left you with mixed feelings. What if you decided that ultimately you wanted to keep working with the guys only for the CEO to deny you another contract? What if they were too busy to make time for you? What if after what if, each one playing on your anxieties a little more than the last. So you left your room and went to see Yixing after texting him to let him know you were coming over. He was lounging in his room watching a movie after having done interviews all morning for a show he was filming back in China. He smiled at you when he answered the door, pulling you into the room into an engulfing hug.

The two of you curled up and watched the rest of Kung Fu Hustle, the perfect movie to take your mind off things because of how ridiculous it was. The two of you laughed at different references, Yixing even paused to explain some of the ones that went completely over your head and you had to explain some to him - both of you laughing even harder when you worked out that the subtitles you were relying on were almost a different script to the audio he was listening to.

At some point during your second movie, a drama that you couldn’t remember the name of, he fell asleep. You decided to head back to your room and annoy the person who could always distract you. You sent your first text as you left Yixing’s room.

[4:23pm] You: Did you end up working out with the others?

His response was instantaneous, something that still surprised you. He was a busy guy, and honestly you had half expected him to be gaming or sleeping. 

[4:23pm] Baek: Ugh, yes I did. When this tour is over I’m going to eat so much pizza and never take my shirt off in public again.

[4:23pm] You: Is the diet & work out program that bad?

[4:23pm] Baek: …I hate to expose myself here but in case you haven’t noticed, I exaggerate sometimes.

You laughed heartily at his confession, as though he thought he was actually divulging a secret to you.

[4:24pm] You: What!? You?! Exaggerate?!

[4:24pm] Baek: Please don't make me laugh, my abs hurt. 

[4:24pm] Baek: Hyung made me work extra hard today. And now I can’t eat until dinner. 

[4:24pm] Baek: I’m so hungry noona.

Your mind drifted back to the dinner that was in a couple of hours. Why had Minseok made him work out extra hard? Was it his way of punishing Baek for not already knowing about the proposed threesome? Did he not want him to be limber for tonight if he said yes? Was he that sure that Baek would turn him down? Or was he trying to exhaust him so his guard was down? None of the options made a lot of sense to you given you would be surprised if Baek turned the idea down. 

[4:25pm] You: Poor Baekkie, you should rest your muscles.

[4:25pm] You: Does this mean I have to be careful to order healthy food for our dinner tonight?

You tried to think about healthy, protein rich, low carb options for dinner and… the options did not bring you joy. You had been thinking about ordering Mexican or Thai since you could all share everything and it was food that was still good when you woke up at midnight for a snack. 

[4:26pm] Baek: I really don’t want you to. I can have a cheat night. Minseokkie won’t get mad because you ordered the food. It’s win win.

You scoffed at his message. You had half a mind to order something that heavily featured cucumbers just to spite him but that also didn’t sound like an ideal dinner for you. 

[4:26pm] You: Using me for food is a new low even for you Baek.

[4:26pm] Baek: But you’re so useful noona.

[4:26pm] Baek: I would gladly use you in other ways ;)

Three minutes. It had taken him three minutes to steer your conversation down the suggestive path. If you indulged him he’d latch on and go for it. You weren’t against this kind of distraction… actually it could serve another purpose. One - it would take your mind off everything entirely for a little while and Two - if you really went for it, it could fulfil the second part of his reward. It wasn’t scheduled as such but you decided to see how the chips fell.

[4:26pm] You: How much is the rent?

[4:26pm] Baek: What?

[4:26pm] You: I’m just wondering how much rent you’re paying to live in the gutter.

You entered your room and flopped down on the bed, getting comfortable as you waited for his reply. He had said he was taking up residence in the gutter in the last text exchange you had but you weren’t sure how much of it he remembered given everything else that occurred that day.

[4:27pm] Baek: Oh, the gutter is rent free my dear.

[4:27pm] Baek: Why do you think I’ve taken up residence here ;)

Turns out he did remember. You smiled as you adjusted your pillows, wondering where was texting you from. 

[4:27pm] You: You’re shameless.

[4:27pm] Baek: This is not new information.

[4:27pm] Baek: You should join me down here. Like I’ve told you before, the gutter is fun.

[4:27pm] You: Fun is not a convincing enough argument for getting me to move. 

[4:27pm] You: You might have to convince me…

You’d laid down the challenge for him. Given him a free pass to engage with you however he chose to. He might go the funny route, or he might go the lewd route. 

[4:28pm] Baek: Oh? That I can absolutely do.

[4:28pm] You: You sound very sure of yourself.

[4:28pm] Baek: When it comes to the gutter, I am very confident noona.

[4:28pm] Baek: You’ve visited the gutter more than once. 

[4:28pm] Baek: It looked good on you.

[4:28pm] You: I have visiting rights, but I find my visits to the gutter more exhilarating because I don’t live there.

[4:28pm] Baek: Don’t move then, just have a holiday house here. 

That text made you laugh more than you should have. If anything you already lived down in the gutter, you just refused to admit it.

[4:28pm] You: Now that is a possibility. My visits have been more frequent as of late.

[4:28pm] You: I blame that on a certain someone.

[4:29pm] Baek: I’m flattered. 

[4:29pm] Baek: That means you’ve been thinking about me.

You had no intention of making this easy for him. He was already overly confident in himself in your text exchanges, and if you inflated his ego any further he’d be insufferable. No, you were going to make him work for it. He tended to react to being challenged by you with attempting to fluster you.

[4:29pm] You: No.

[4:29pm] Baek: No?

[4:29pm] You: No.

[4:29pm] Baek: Well that’s too bad, because I’ve absolutely been thinking about you.

[4:29pm] Baek: And to be clear. None of those thoughts have been family friendly.

There it was. The open invitation to engage in his second request, whether he realised it or not. However, unlike last time where the two of you did this in a packed room, you wanted to make sure he was alone and could fully indulge in this. 

[4:29pm] You: Are you alone now?

If he said yes, then you were going to do this. The thought of his request returning to your mind. ‘I want to read, hear and see you take instructions from me, and I you’ The reminder of his words hitting you in your core. 

[4:29pm] Baek: I am very alone in my room. Yeol is out shopping with Sehunnie.

[4:29pm] Baek: Why?

[4:29pm] Baek: Are you alone noona?

Before you could change your mind you quickly got off the bed and grabbed a couple of things from your suitcase, tossing them onto the bed as you returned, a bit more excited than you had anticipated you would be. You laid back and got comfortable against the pillows. You held your phone up and snapped a selfie of you biting your lip and hit send.

[4:30pm] You: sending DCIM052.JPG

[4:30pm] You: I am.

[4:30pm] You: I think you should tell me about these thoughts.

[4:30pm] You: In detail.

[4:30pm] Baek: Fuck. You can’t just send something like that with no warning.

[4:30pm] Baek: The things I would do to you…

[4:30pm] Baek: You are so fucking hot.

You had gotten the response you wanted. He wasn’t shying away from this. You pictured him in his room, the room where the two of you had thoroughly explored each other's bodies. Repeatedly. The room where you lost count of how many times you came. The room where, even a day later, you could still feel the ghost of his caress against your body. Desire bloomed within you.

[4:31pm] You: So tell me, what would you do to me? 

[4:31pm] You: Because I am absolutely not thinking about you in a family friendly way right now. 

[4:31pm] You: How would you touch me Baek?

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this update. I promise the next one picks up right where this one left off ;)

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♔ pairing: superhero!sehun x f!reader

♔ genre: fluff, angst, crack

♔ word count: 7.5k

♔ warnings: paranoia, violence

♔ synopsis: EXO: the nine member superhero gang protecting the city of Exodus. For years, they've done just that. A sudden turn of events leads them all stressed, confused, and paranoid beyond belief. A paranoia which could either lead them to answers or turn them against one another— turn them against their city.

♔ (a/n): okay I've learned my lesson and made this one significantly shorter lol. hopefully you like it! (also not proofread so apologies if there's loads of typos)

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Sehun stared at the table before him, his eyes discreetly tracing the lines of the wood, following their trail ingrained in the smooth surface, so entirely fixated on their existence as if hoping they'd lead him away from the hell he was forced to endure right then and there. More specifically, his own personal hell of Junmyeon ranting and raving of his paranoid delusions to the rest of them. Under the guise of an essential briefing regarding the happenings of their current case, Junmyeon continued to explain his findings, point by point, agonizingly digging into details which just weren't there.

He alternated between various forms of data.

A bulletin board shrouded by a dense layer of photos, sticky notes, and strewn about pages, red lines connecting each thought into another through what should have been a seamless transition, yet instead felt frantic and manic almost as Junmyeon ran from one end of the board to another.

A PowerPoint of his information, condensed into a readily available format for the others to supposedly read, though everyone merely looked to one another in concern. Concern for their leader, who was unraveling quicker than they could have ever predicted.

There was this fire in his eyes, though not of passion. The brown of his eyes instead contained the uncontrollable aspects of fire. That potential for disaster as it spread, snagging anything in its reach and infecting it with that perilous rage, that heat which could ruin anything with a single touch.

Straying from Junmyeon's inflamed eyes, Sehun instead looked to the empty seat across from him. The seat which was once designated for Chanyeol. After their last battle, he hadn't since heard from the fire bending hero. As if having disappeared the moment he left those doors. He attempted to reach out to him, though only ever received a voiceless response, merely observing the fact that Chanyeol had read his messages.

And Junmyeon didn't seem to care one bit. Hadn't even acknowledged the fact that Chanyeol showed up to fight with them. It was a devastating devolution that Sehun could only watch from afar. Watch as his friend became consumed by those flames of insanity imbibed in his darkened gaze.

"The funeral homes have shown an increase in crematory submissions, including those of loved ones who have just recently passed, though also in returnees who request their loved ones' remains be cremated." Junmyeon clicked to the next slide of his PowerPoint, showing a list of numbers that seemed almost gibberish to Sehun after being locked in this dark abyss of a meeting room for over an hour. "So there has been a significant drop in burials these coming days, as well as a decreased population of bodies at the cemetery itself. Necromancer will have a more difficult time accumulating an army with these precautions."

Sehun lazily glanced around the room once more. Baekhyun was asleep, leant against his hand in a way that it looked as if he were staring at the screen, with luckily his back facing Junmyeon. Jongdae was close behind, heavy bags weighing down beneath his eyes as he fought against his lids adamant on closing. Minseok and Yixing watched the screen, though Minseok had this dull haze over his eyes, as if he wasn't taking in anything. Kyungsoo stared at a wall while Jongin stared at Kyungsoo, both completely and conspicuously zoned out, though neither could care less if Junmyeon were to scold them. Either way, nobody was fully present in the room with Junmyeon.

"Though we do have to talk to the city regarding bodies past 50 years. Minseok, if you could get on that, that'd be great." Minseok nodded, though again, Sehun could see he wasn't paying attention in the slightest. "We've also been monitoring the traffic to and from Exodus, looking for any concerning consistencies, so I'll get back to this once I have finished conducting the research and have got my findings.

"And with that, you are all dismissed," the screen went black, a reprieve for Sehun's eyes as he attempted to blink away the words imprinted in his vision. Baekhyun was jostled awake by Kyungsoo shaking his chair, alerting him that it had ended as everyone had begun standing. "Please keep your devices at the ready so you know when next to reconvene, understood?"

"Yes, captain." They all muttered, an unintentional yet unavoidable drowsiness laced in each of their voices. Though if Junmyeon noticed, he didn't comment on it, instead merely heading out first and leaving the others to their own devices.

"I don't think I can handle another meeting like this for the next year." Jongdae quietly groaned, rubbing his eyes from their exhaustion.

"It's too much." Jongin agreed. "With work in our daily lives, training sessions everyday, and the unexpected battles every other week, the last thing we need are meetings to drain us even more."

"I don't know, it's not so bad." Baekhyun commented with a smile. "I don't remember the last time I had such an efficient power nap."

"I'm going to leave you sleeping next time," Kyungsoo threatened, turning to leave the room as Baekhyun whined behind him.

Sehun followed after, as drained as he could be and only wanting the warmth and comfort which came with home. Washing away the torment of the day, eating a nice home cooked meal, watching something to distract him from the events in his life, all with (y/n) right by his side.

Returning to her at the end of the day felt so incredibly mundane. The way his heart would sing to him as he opened her door, seeing her curled up in a bundle of blankets. Her eyes would all but light up as they met his own, sparkling with that familiar glint, mirthful as she would amble over to him, a blanket still draped over her shoulders. She'd hug him, wrapping him in not only her undying love, but also the warmth she'd imbibe into the sheet around them both. She would be so gentle with him, combing her fingers through his hair as he told her about his day. She listened so intently to him, comforted him through his troubles or celebrated with him during his triumphs.

And yet she was so terribly reticent in every aspect of the word.

(y/n) was outspoken, courageous, unafraid of whatever she held an opinion on, yet at the same time held a torrent of secrets. Secrets with which it seemed she revolved her life around.

Like the synchronous rotation of the moon, Sehun was only ever able to see what she showed him. What she allowed him to see.

It was painful. On multiple occasions, he could very clearly see how she struggled with keeping this guise to her. He could see the panic in her eyes when he'd question something, when he'd notice something.

Yet what else could he do?

Love was blind, and he willingly chose to fall into that narrative.

He could see the fear in her eyes when he'd begin prying into her personal affairs, though he'd pretend he didn't.

He'd watch as she skirted around topics and he'd merely follow her conversational lead.

He'd live in that blissful ignorance if it only meant he'd keep her beside him.

Walking into his apartment only served as a reminder to this, a confirmation to his self deluded acceptance of everything she was.

"Sehun!" (y/n) called out, appearing from his kitchen with an apron wrapped around her bodice.

Her eyes shone with mirth, this wholly genuine smile spread across her face as she met Sehun with a hug, greeting him after his long, strenuous day. Holding her seemed to melt away his tension, dissolve those anxieties riddled within his frenzied mind. She served as an amenity in his dark world, the living embodiment of a security blanket, if you will. All things wrong seemed to fade away as she patted his back, swaying to and fro as if in a silent waltz with him.

Deep down, he wanted to believe his heart. He wanted to believe in the sincerity he felt towards her. How could something which felt so right be wrong in any way? How could such safety, such love, such comfort, be false? His head screamed at him, alarms blaring, red flags waving. All signs pointed to her being disloyal, holding back secrets which could very well be fatal to him—or even to Exodus.

Yet his heart yearned for this danger, quelling his otherwise consuming suspicions. He allowed himself to fall victim to her ambiguity, the potential peril he may be walking himself into. As if he were condemning himself to this treacherous fate, exchanging his life, his happiness, his sanity, all for but an ounce of her love.

As she carted him into the kitchen, presenting her dinner she had worked tirelessly on to perfect for him, beaming up at him expectantly whilst waiting for his validation, he couldn't find it in himself to regret his decision. He couldn't find it in himself to tear himself away from her.

He showered her in his love, soaking in her every giggle as he praised her valiant culinary efforts.

He listened as she regaled him with the tale of her dinner, savoring her every word much like every bite of his food. The undeniable effort she put into her every exploit left his heart swelled with adoration, never having been loved in such a way.

Every sense of doubt seemed to dissolve as the two washed up afterwards, clearing the kitchen before migrating to the comfort of her apartment.

"Thank you." Sehun spoke softly, voice barely above a whisper as the two laid in the dark of her bedroom. The moon shone a light blue glow within the room, shadows casting across her face, outlining the visage of her being. His fingers stroked down the side of her face running along the planes of her facade, feeling the rise of her cheeks as she smiled at him.

"For what?"

For loving him the way she did. For keeping him in her life when she could have so much better—when she deserves so much better. For bringing him such joy, such vibrancy, in his once dull life. For ruining his heart so that no other could ever fill the barren cavity the way she did.

For giving him a life he never could have dreamt about, though now could never live without.

"For dinner." He responded. (y/n) snorted, shoulders shaking with silent laughter at Sehun's gruff, succinct answer.

"You've made dinner every night while I've shadowed you. I was just showing what your apprentice has learned." Now it was Sehun's turn to laugh, a fond chuckle as he shuffled closer to her.

At this point, his vision had adjusted to the dim room, and he could faintly make out the details which made up her face. Her eyes shimmered in the deep dusk, sparkling back at him like light upon the ocean. Her lips were curled into a gentle grin, as if its default when around him. The sight itself brought a smile to his face, his lips twitching at the corners as he soaked in her everything.

A comfortable silence settled over the two, merely looking at one another, basking in their shared warmth. Sehun felt so close to her, as if their souls themselves were as intertwined as their limbs beneath the blankets. As if he couldn't possibly get any closer to her, yet still yearned to fill that supposedly nonexistent space. To absolutely infiltrate any and all barriers between them until they were one.

And that thought seemed to linger with him even as his eyes slid shut, (y/n) tucked alongside him while he drifted off into sleep. That though he feels so connected to her, so integrated with her being, those pockets of empty space he wanted so desperately to eliminate would forever remain there. As long as she's got her guard up, Sehun can never truly be as close to her as he wanted.

Sehun's eyes shot open, his body immediately going stiff as he surveyed his surroundings. His eyes darted to and fro about the room. The windows were still shut, as was the door. The moon still gazed upon the lovers, once sleeping peacefully, though now one of the two was wide awake and alert. Everything seemed to be in place, though he knew something was off. He could feel it.

The shift in the air, somehow disturbed, somehow unfamiliar to him. It wasn't from the bedroom.

He shifted his attention back to the door, softening his breathing so he could hear. Hear the rats which had crept into their serenity.

Sehun unraveled himself from (y/n), carefully as to not stir her awake, though keeping his eyes trained on the bedroom's entry. His steps were light, using his wind to soften each and every move of his, to not make his presence known to the assailants lurking outside. Once he was at the door, he could hear them so much more clearly.

Their hushed whispers, their strides throughout her apartment, the rustling of her items as they scavenged her belongings. He could even hear the wind outside, the window which they used to sneak in wide open.

They were reckless, practically idiotic. Amateur home invaders if anything. So Sehun hadn't felt any form of fear as he opened the door, quietly stepping out and down the hall, into the main area of the apartment where he came face to face with the two figures.

One was in her kitchen, rifling through her cupboards. The other was at her bookshelf, pushing aside her delicate trinkets haphazardly. Neither were destructive in their ways, nor seeming to have hostile intentions. They didn't even look like they were here for valuable items.

They were looking, searching for some thing or another.

The dark figure by the bookshelf turned away from his objective, seemingly coming up empty and about to search elsewhere, until he froze in his spot, staring at Sehun who all but glared back at him. Though that initial shock seemed to dissipate, the silhouette's body loosening of its tension and instead quirking his head to the side.

"Se–" Sehun's hand shot up, silencing the man's voice by seizing the air of his lungs. The figure at first stilled, though soon the panic settled in as he began clawing at his throat, suffocating in the middle of the room.

"Did you say some–" The other emerged from the kitchen only to meet the same fate, Sehun raising his other hand and ceasing his airways as well.

And slowly, almost tauntingly, Sehun began dragging them closer to him, with nothing but the toes of their shoes skimming the floor. He grasped the necks of both of them, glowering down at them as he easily towered over the two. Still having control of their lungs, he pressed his fingers into their throats, setting them into an even bigger panic as they began squirming in his deathly grip.

All humanity in Sehun practically disappeared as he watched their struggle gradually weaken, falling deeper and deeper into unconsciousness. That is until he felt taps along his wrist. Rapid in their sequence, though nevertheless weak, as if merely trying to get his attention. But that sequence, two in quick succession, garnered Sehun's attention. Like the perpetrator was… tapping out? As if they were sparring?

Sehun released them, softening their falls so as to not make noise. To keep (y/n) asleep as the two began gasping for air. Sehun wanted to shut them up at that very moment, each heave causing him to flinch from the intensity, though he understood, as they were practically on death's doorstep seconds prior.

Nevertheless, Sehun grasped both of them by their collars, dragging them pitilessly across the floor and away from the bedroom.

"Sehun, it's us," one huffed out, coughing as the collar Sehun held dug into his esophagus.

This time, he froze. His eyes widened for a moment, hearing his name come out of their mouth. His mind went blank as this unnerving feeling crept up his spine, unsure of what to make of the situation.

He shook off his surprise, tossing the men onto the living room couch, allowing them a brief break to catch their breaths.

"Who's us?" Sehun asked, his voice laced with venom. He kept his arms at his side, his fingers itching to get rid of the scum before him already.

"Jongdae…" The other wheezed. "... And Baekhyun."

Sehun's eye twitched, his jaw clenched with broiling rage as he leant forward, grasping the masks and yanking them off their faces. Jongdae hissed, as Sehun had managed to snag some hair, while Baekhyun whined at having his neck jostled from the movement.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing here?" Sehun growled.

"We should be asking you—" Baekhyun insisted, voice raising until Sehun took control of his lungs again, silencing the boy. Jongdae shoved at Sehun's leg.

"Dude, stop that."

"Then stop yelling. And answer my questions." He released Baekhyun, crossing his arms over his chest to show his disarmament. "What are you doing in my girlfriend's apartment?"

Baekhyun stared up at Sehun in disbelief, his brows stitched together as he processed the words just spoken. Jongdae was in a similar state, his jaw hanging loosely at the news. Both were so visibly startled by the information that Sehun's resolve somewhat cracked, now as equally confused as them.

"This is your girlfriend's apartment?" Jongdae glanced around, as if looking for the person in question.

"Yes. So now follow up question. What are you doing breaking into just anyone's apartment?"

The two looked at one another, though Sehun wasn't having any of it. He didn't want them to try and make up some cover up in the moment. He raised his arms, about to use his powers again until Baekhyun spoke up.

"Okay, look, we were sent on a secret mission by Junmyeon."

Sehun grimaced at this, brows furrowed in confusion.

Secret mission from Junmyeon?

"Why would Junmyeon…" He trailed off, his thoughts too frenzied to make any sense of this. Why would Junmyeon break into someone's home? Why would he send the others to do that? Why (y/n)?

"This is our main suspect's apartment, Sehun." Jongdae whispered, as if seeing all of the uncertainty in his eyes. All of the hesitation that had him spiraling into this route of overthinking.

"I… I don't…" Sehun dropped his hands from where they hovered in the air, his eyes meeting the plush rug beneath him. "Why… What does (y/n)... have to do with any of this?"

"We really don't know." Baekhyun went to stand up, cautious at first, though upon seeing Sehun still silently contemplating to himself, he continued forth, carefully wrapping an arm around his younger. Sehun could feel Baekhyun's wariness with approaching him, as he nearly did kill him, though still appreciated the support given, allowing Baekhyun to gently pat his back. "We were just told to look for anything suspicious."

"Junmyeon received the traffic reports." Sehun turned his attention to the other of the two, rubbing his neck still from Sehun's assault. "She's left the city before every battle. It's been going on for months."

Sehun's thoughts came back to him. Memories of (y/n) being so defensive, so secretive, in everything she did. Only ever telling him bare minimum details, or just merely avoiding conversion entirely. But he never pushed. He didn't want to pressure her. He didn't want her to feel obligated to tell him anything she was uncomfortable with. He never pried.

He just waited. He waited for her to eventually open up to him. To eventually trust him enough to finally let him hear those thoughts which plagued her mind on a near daily basis. To share her burdens, help her carry that weight she seemed to always hold.

Maybe she never had any intention of doing any such thing. Maybe she had always meant to keep a distance between the two. To keep her private affairs from him, as if he were any different to them. As if only ever showing him one side of her, never the other.

That anxiety within him crept to the forefront of his mind, worries now poking at his head. Regrets, that he should've pushed some. He should've asked more questions. He should've been more curious. He shouldn't have accepted her pitiful excuses.

Though the one thought that remained. The one consistency he couldn't refute in his mind.

He didn't regret meeting her. He didn't regret getting close to her. He didn't regret baring his soul to her while she hid hers away.

He was so terribly in love with her. He knew he did this to himself. He's the one who chose blissful ignorance.

The space between them felt as if it were widening, her secrets prying her away from him, and no matter how desperately he seemed to grasp at her, she only grew further. Like everything he worked for, the time he spent patiently waiting for her barricades to crumble, was all for naught, as she simply rebuilt with an even stronger fortification. This barren space which left him feeling almost empty.

Jongdae gasped, eyes zeroed in on the hallway across from them. His fear drew the others' attention, causing them to all look in that general direction with equal shock.

Standing there was (y/n), eyes gazing at the bunch of boys staring back at her. Sehun was moments away from breaking off into nonsensical explanation, but caught himself beforehand, raising his hand and pressing his finger to his lips to keep the boys silent.

"She's sleepwalking." The dull glaze of her eyes, the uncharacteristic monotonous facade across her face, how completely unresponsive she was to the situation. Sehun was familiar with it. "She does this occasionally. It's fine. Just stay quiet."

As if her vision were based on movement, they all stood there like statues, watching as she slowly turned away from the fiasco and over to her coffee table—the only thing separating her from them.

She crouched on the ground, blindly reaching underneath before pulling out a leather bound notebook. The cover was worn and aged, as if having gone through years of use. The sight somewhat perplexed Sehun, as he had never seen such a thing before.

Reaching under again, she retrieved a pen. A simple ballpoint pen you'd find at any convenience store.

The boys remained where they were, Baekhyun and Jongdae afraid of alerting her of their presence while Sehun merely stood in utter confusion.

Then, she opened the book, slowly and meticulously flipping through each page. Baekhyun slapped his hand over his mouth to silence the gasp which came to him, Jongdae leaning forward on the couch to get a better look at the dark images scratched across every sheet. The moonlight which once seemed ethereal almost now casted this ominous glow across (y/n) and her notebook.

Her notebook filled with drawings of their battles.

Each page she flipped to was another graphic depiction of a battle. From the very start of their careers, as if forcing them on a harrowing walk through memory lane, a journey that none of the three wanted to go through, yet couldn't help but keep their eyes on the book.

The images were detailed, as if looking at monochrome stills of each fight. Each page was curved and warped, bearing the consequences of her relentless scribbling. Yet one consistency they couldn't help but acknowledge was the fact that each page seemed to become darker and darker, more ink splattered onto the pages as their battles grew in intensity.

She then got to the next blank page, and without a moment more to spare, began drawing. It was in an almost violent manner, the tip of the pen practically stabbing into the parchment beneath her. Every movement was jarring yet precise, able to create those vivid images they had witnessed just seconds prior. If there was any doubt before on who the artist of this suspiciously demented notebook was, she managed to clear it all away, confirming she was the hand which created them.

As time slowly passed, with only their breaths and the sounds of her pen scratching against the paper filling the air, Sehun felt his heart sink more and more into the pit of his stomach. He felt like a prisoner, cemented where he was, forced to watch as his beloved (y/n) created this horrific scene before his eyes. Something of nightmares. Nightmares which he fears may come true.

Finally, she stopped.

She dropped her pen unceremoniously onto the page before suddenly going limp, falling backwards towards the hard floor, that is until Sehun softened her fall, causing her to lay upon the rug beneath her, fast asleep and unharmed.

He rushed over to (y/n), gently gathering her body into his arms, cradling her against him as terror began to gnaw away at his sanity. His eyes were shaky as he watched Baekhyun tentatively grab the book, his expression matching Sehun's, and even Jongdae's, who still remained rooted on the couch.

"This isn't good." Baekhyun muttered, his brows curved in fear as he analyzed the page. He dropped it back onto the coffee table, though Sehun looked away. He didn't want to see it again. He didn't want to be reminded of it.

A landscape of corpses, dead and undead, littered across the entirety of the city. An entire mob of zombies, so densely packed against one another that the floor beneath was hidden from sight. And above this army of the dead, their commander in chief: Necromancer. Hovering overhead, barely distinguishable from his soldiers scattered below. His eyes were sunken, darkness enshrouding every feature of his face. His bones seemed to protrude from malnourishment, a sharpness to his facade akin to that of a skull. And he resided above all of the dead, leading them into bedlam.

"We need to take this to Junmyeon and–"

"No." Sehun interrupted Baekhyun, his voice weak and broken, yet still loud enough in the silence of the night to be heard by his two cohorts, who stared back at him bewildered. "Please."

"Sehun, you need to understand she's a danger to society." Jongdae leaned forward, grabbing the notebook and holding it out to him, though he recoiled from it, repulsed by its presence. "For all we know, she could be the one behind it all, the mastermind Junmyeon's been searching for."

Sehun remained quiet, attempting to blink away the tears in his vision, yet his efforts only seemed to accelerate their descent, the drops cascading down his face and collecting at his chin. He looked down at the sleeping body beneath him, her expression lax and peaceful, almost angelic. An ironic circumstance considering how sinister her art from before was.

"She's all I have." His voice was barely above a whisper, fighting against the lump in his throat which seized at his words. His hand rose to her face, thumb softly stroking her cheek. He knew they were right. He knew she was dangerous. He knew she couldn't be trusted. Yet once again, his heart seemed to work against his better judgement. Even with such incriminating evidence before him, he still seemed to refuse abandoning her, refused straying from her side. He pulled her closer to him, softly sniffling as that ridiculous heart of his gently beat for (y/n) alone. "Please. Don't take her from me."

Another silence settled over the group, Sehun merely clinging to (y/n) as if his life depended on it, Baekhyun and Jongdae off to the side deliberating on what to do.

"Alright." Baekhyun began. Sehun glanced over to his elder, watching as he softly closed the book. "We'll keep it secret for now."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jongdae stood up with a sigh. "This break in wasn't fair. Junmyeon is getting out of hand. I also wouldn't have been able to find that had she not pulled it out."

"But Sehun," Baekhyun began, crouching down to eye level with the boy. "Find out the truth." He pointed to the sleeping body in Sehun's arms. "Talk to her. Prove us wrong." He stood up once more, watching as Jongdae closed the notebook, tucking it back under the coffee table. "I'm giving you until the end of the week. If you don't give us her alibi, I'm coming back and submitting her notebook as evidence." They began walking back towards the window, tugging their masks on once as they went. Baekhyun climbed out onto the fire escape first, though before Jongdae could follow, he glanced back at Sehun.

"You have all of my trust, Sehun. You're my brother, you know that? So prove our suspicions wrong." And with that, the two heroes disappeared into the night, leaving Sehun alone with who he once believed to be his soulmate, though now was as disconnected as they could ever be.

The cool breeze of the open window brushed against his face, as if his element were attempting to comfort him, though to no avail. He solemnly stared down at (y/n), tears still sliding down his face in a relentless barrage.

He had never felt so much space between them.

After carrying the two of them back to bed, Sehun couldn't sleep. He merely laid there, watching as the sun began to bleed into the atmosphere, seeping into the room through the windows, blanketing them in a gentle warmth which on any other day would have ensured Sehun slept in, yet hadn't affected him in the slightest now.

Watching (y/n) sleep was harrowing, as he hadn't known who he was holding.

Was he holding his other half? The girl who captured his heart and soul, ensnared his affections with her silly quirks and tenderness? The one who had taught him what living life truly meant? Who infused his being with this infectious joy that had brightened his world from its dreary former shell? That turbulent ocean which he seemed to get lost in whenever she graced him with her presence?

Or was he instead holding a villain. The one he had sworn to capture at all costs. The mass murderer who has killed so many without batting an eye, has tormented EXO until their minds ran only on trauma and paranoia, united all of their other villains to conspire against the city and wrought havoc upon the citizens.

It all seemed to weigh down upon him, this dread that clenched at his heart and churned the contents of his stomach. Left him wary, cautious of (y/n) and her intentions. Left him doubting the one he loved so dearly. It was a damning fate, to lose such trust for someone. His heart and mind were conflicted, as dissonant as he was with (y/n) presently.

Yet as she opened her eyes, her lashes softly fluttering up at him with this blithe grin to her, Sehun felt his internal clash quell, that tension which seemed imbibed in every fiber of his being dissolving away, becoming nothing more than mush in her arms as she pressed kisses to whatever skin she could reach. His collarbones, his neck, his jaw, his ears, his cheeks, his nose, before finally pressing a small peck to his lips.

"Good morning." She muttered into his shoulder, burrowing herself like she had the night before. Her voice seemed to relieve his anxieties, a cure to his late night maladies. It had felt like an eternity since he last heard her, last looked into her eyes. What a long, torturous night.

"Good morning." He responded, hugging her to him. She was so warm, so loving. Her touch was delicate, as if afraid she'd hurt him, holding him as if he were a precious doll. It felt nice to be so cared for, yet he couldn't help but laugh at how gentle she was being with him.

She pulled away from his chest, the drowsiness having faded away from her vision, and she could now get a good look at Sehun, as well as the dark bags beneath his tired eyes.

"Baby, what's wrong!" (y/n) sat up immediately, hovering over Sehun as her thumbs stroked the signs of exhaustion weighing down upon his face. "What happened? Did you not sleep well?"

He met her gaze sleepily, his mind fuzzy with the conflicting thoughts within his head. He wanted so desperately to ask her. Ask her about the book. About why she leaves before every battle. About why she won't talk to him. About her connection to all of this. He wanted to shake the answers out, grab her by the shoulders and demand she be honest with him for once.

But the way she held him, carding her fingers through his dark locks, instilling that exhaustion that had seemed to escape him the entire night back into his person, lulling him to sleep with her gentle concern—he couldn't find it in himself to come forward. He couldn't put his foot down. He couldn't deny his heart that affection it yearned for, the way she cradled him against her so tenderly. He couldn't help but to sink further in her embrace, to savor what he could, to thrive in the moment for as long as life would allow him to.

He had fallen asleep. A dreamless sleep which felt so quick, yet judging from (y/n)'s repositioning, her back now pressed against the wall with Sehun lying between her legs, his head resting on her stomach, he assumed he was out for a while. Yet she didn't mind, merely greeting him once more with this adoring giggle, leaning down to shower him in kisses once more.

He was so happy. She made him so happy. What kind of cruel fate is this? Why would life want to torture him every second of every day? Just as he had begun enjoying the world around him, no longer swamped by the darkness of his anxieties and the fears of his everyday. As if he were not allowed to be content.

The morning was slow and lazy, the two reluctantly dragging themselves out of bed, abandoning everything to retreat to her kitchen for food. As Sehun cooked, (y/n) sat off to the side, watching him with her head in her hands.

"How did you sleep?" He found himself asking, keeping his voice steady so as to not alarm her. She hummed in thought.

"I had another nightmare." (y/n) responded. He paused in his cooking, recalling the other times she's woken up in the morning with nightmares. He recalled every sleepwalking moment of hers, how she'd disappear from the room for a few minutes before coming back as casually as ever. And he never noticed anything awry. Yet now, everything felt so obvious. As if he's finally putting together the puzzle of her life that she's offered him. So many pieces were still missing though. "But I always feel much better whenever I wake up with you by my side!"

He smiled, that familiar bubbly warmth in his chest resurfacing as he peeked at her. She seemed happy, just sitting there on her own, twiddling her thumbs peacefully.

"You get nightmares a lot."

"More often than I'd like, yeah." She sighed.

He remained quiet, plating their food and presenting it to her. Their conversation seemed to end as they ate breakfast silently, that comfortable silence that always seemed to follow the two once more making itself known. Yet Sehun continued.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date this weekend? More specifically, tomorrow?"

She froze, though only momentarily as she returned to her natural state, chewing her food as she seemed to deliberate his words.

"I actually can't, I'm so sorry." She pouted after swallowing. "I have to babysit my nephew this weekend. I'm actually supposed to be leaving today."

"Oh, this is news to me." Sehun's eyes studied her as she snickered absentmindedly, what would seem to just be a natural response to the situation, though seemed to be one rooted in nervousness now with the context of everything known to him.

"Yeah, I can't believe I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. My mind is elsewhere."

"When did you find out? That you were to babysit?"

"Just this morning." Her response came so quickly that it startled the both of them, Sehun blinking in surprise as she returned to her food.

"While I was sleeping?"

"Yeah." He paused for a moment, just observing (y/n) as she ate. His heart ached at the prospect of how easily it came to her to lie to him. Even as he's confronting her at that moment, she still found herself refusing to tell the truth.

"Your phone is still on its charging port, (y/n)."

Her face blanked at this, eyes slowly raising to meet his own, filled with pain and betrayal. At first, she seemed stoic, as if still attempting to process the situation, to salvage whatever remained of her cover, yet recognition soon passed over her expression. Realization that Sehun knows. He knows she's lying. He knows every word that comes out of her mouth can't be trusted.

They remained in that silent stare off, (y/n)'s mind racing with what was to come next while Sehun just sat and waited. Waited to see what lies she'll tell next. He was already mentally preparing his comeback, laying out the cards in his deck as she still deliberated on her next move. Yet instead, she caught Sehun by surprise.

"I'm not cheating on you."

A beat of silence passed, before Sehun snorted, laughter sputtering out of his mouth as he leant forward onto the table.

"Sehun, I'm serious!" She whined, leaning over and tapping his arm, attempting to recapture his attention, though failing as he continued to laugh in disbelief.

"Sweetheart, I know you're not cheating on me." He finally sighed out, wiping the tears that had spring in his eyes. "I'm sorry, you caught me by surprise with that."

"I didn't know where this was headed. I didn't want you to worry about that." She stared down at her plate, frown setting in place, refusing to meet Sehun's eyes across from her.

"(y/n), I am worried, but not about you cheating on me." His head tilted to the side, hoping he'd be able to catch her eye from where she evaded him, though failed as she curled into herself even moreso. "What's going on, love? What can't you tell me?"

She bit at her bottom lip, her fingers nervously tugging at a stray strand dangling from her shorts. Sehun could only see the top of her head from where she hid away from him, evading his disappointed gaze. Disappointed that once more, she's avoiding him. Keeping things from him.

As much as he was losing trust in her, it felt as if she hadn't any in him.

And it hurt.

"I'm sorry." Her voice penetrated the tense atmosphere. This soft, shattered voice, cracking with each syllable, as if she could barely let it out in the first place. Yet through her saddened display, Sehun could hear something in her. A subtle note that seemed to trigger this awareness in him.

Fear.

Soon, it began to make sense. The constant evading, the incessant lying, the relentless hiding. She wasn't evading him. She wasn't hiding from him. At this point, he was beginning to accept that she wasn't even lying to him. He wasn't the one she feared. He wasn't the one triggering this response in her.

She was running away from something else.

"It's okay, baby." He found himself responding to her, almost absentmindedly from how natural it seemed to come to him. This resolve in his heart that somehow trumped the worries revolving in his head.

He stood from his chair, the legs scraping against the floor beneath it, causing her to flinch in timidity until she felt his warm hand atop her knee. Peeking over from where she tucked herself away, she could see Sehun now crouched beside her, gazing up at her with this undeniably adoring stare.

And in the midst of all of this chaos broiling between the two, this strife which seemed as if its sole purpose was to divide them, she could see this shimmer in his eyes.

This sparkle, familiar, yet at the same time so bizarrely unexpected given the circumstances.

Trust.

His arms slid up her thighs, hands now resting comfortably upon her lower back, though his eyes remained steadily on hers. As if having pulled the wool from his own eyes, everything seemed so terribly obvious now.

That fear which left her paralyzed in the moment, her gaze flickering across Sehun's face, trying to detect any sense of falsehood residing in him, yet coming up empty. Their foundation was initially unstable, as he was filled with doubts and speculation, though now remained as sturdy as ever.

"I trust you." She blinked confusedly, expression morphing into one flustered beyond belief as Sehun began smiling up at her. "I trust that you can handle things on your own. Though when things get hard for you, I trust that you'll come to me? That you'll tell me whenever you're ready. Because I'll always be here for you." Tears began brimming in her eyes as he tugged her closer to him. "No matter what, you can rely on me."

Perhaps he was a fool. Perhaps he was just a gullible buffoon who had fallen victim to the clever ploy of a sinister villain. A dunce who went weak at the mere flutter of some eyelashes, the quirk of a demure grin, the gentle kiss of a girl who had Sehun all but wrapped around her finger. He had to have been, as he retrieved that duffle bag once more from its familiar location stuffed in her hallway closet.

Once more at battle with reason and his feelings, all he could do was walk (y/n) down to her car, hand in hand as they stood in the elevator. Her head rested on his shoulder, her thumb softly stroking his skin. It was quiet between them, as if neither of the two knew exactly what to say. Perhaps the silence was what they needed. This comfortable, reassuring silence.

Language has never been, nor ever will be, a proper medium in conveying true emotion. The words they spoke only ever scraped the surface of their inner psyche. A tragedy in and of itself, that the only channel of communication they're able to use is practically redundant. This means of sharing thoughts, sharing feelings, sharing your life with another can be so diluted. As if "I love you" could ever truly depict what one feels in their heart.

And so Sehun embraced this silence. Warm in its nature, forgiving to those who can never wield the weapon of language to its full extent. He didn't know what he could say to (y/n). With so many thoughts swirling in his mind, words seemed to just fizzle into a messily strewn together discombobulation of nonsense. Yet the silence seemed to convey exactly what they wanted to say to one another.

Her steady breaths, now calmed after the initial panic in her apartment. The tender hold she had on his arm as she waited for the elevator doors to chime upon arrival to their destination on the first floor. The weight on her bag, slung over his other shoulder, was light. A subtle reminder that she only packed the necessities for her brief journey.

A reminder that she'll come back to him.

The internal conflict waged on, even as he waved her off, leaving him once more abandoned in the midst of their parking lot. He watched as her vehicle faded into the horizon, his heart seeming to ache the more distant she grew.

She was innocent. He knew this. Deep inside, he knew. Yet that silent doubt still persisted in its futile efforts, poking at his resolve almost teasingly as he retreated back to his own apartment. He could do nothing about it, though. Just ignore it as best he could.

A looming presence hung behind him, as if this overwhelmingly penetrative state upon him, watching him as he begrudgingly unlocked his door. Within her apartment, behind that wooden barrier keeping him away, lay that forsaken notebook with its worn binding and aged pages. That final image, the most recent of its contents, haunted him in the back of his mind, plagued whatever inner peace he had within him, left him anxious and wary of what was to come.

He hoped it would be nothing. He hoped time would prove their speculations on (y/n) wrong. Yet he knew. He knew his pleas fell upon deaf ears. He knew the inevitable was coming.

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EXO Reaction: When They Are Ill

Xiumin

Adorable. Every time you do something for him, he can't stop thanking you. Promises he will return the favour next time you're ill. If you bring it up once he's better, he'll deny ever saying it, but he still always looks after you when you aren't well.

Suho

Doesn't want to admit he's ill. Needs bribing to convince him to actually rest. Very traditional, so it doesn't like relying on you to help/look after him, thinks it should be the other way round. Will reluctantly give in and secretly love all the attention you're giving him.

Baekhyun

Dramatic af. Wants to be babied. Every time you try to leave, he tells you he needs something else. You will need to just stay with him and give him cuddles to get him to shut up.

Chen

Will admit he's ill, but still doesn't want to accept your help. He'll keep shuffling out of his room, only for you to usher him back in asking him what he needs so that you can get it instead.

Chanyeol

Depends how ill he is. If it's just a cold (or 'man flu') he's a little shit. Will wait until you leave the room so shout that he needs something else. If he's really ill though, he will likely text you a list of everything he can think he might need to feel more comfortable. Just take it all to him in one go and then baby him and nurse him back to full health.

D.O

Quite happy to be left alone to recover. Another one who will probably text you if there is something he really needs. If you want to stay with him and look after him, he's definitely not going to say no, but he's not overly clingy.

Kai

Grumpy, sleepy baby. Wants you to keep running out to get him food and drink and medicine, but also doesn't want you to leave his side. It gets a bit annoying, but he's so cute and pouty, plus you love him, so you can't be too mad at him.

Sehun

Milks it. He's even asking you to do the laundry and other tasks. Even once he's recovered, he still uses the recent illness to claim 'weakness', so you need to run the errands for him.

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[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : SEHUN / OH SE-HUN

CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Oh, Baby! > </ ⚘ ♧ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Formidable > </ ⚘ ♧>

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Neighbors > </ ✰ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Kai > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀While You're Asleep > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Teasing > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Mutual Mast*rbation > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Good Morning > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Drunk Scenario > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀A Hug Is All You Need > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Baby Boy > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀How Sehun Acts When He's In Love > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀//coming soon...

Updated [ 2023 - June - 10 ]

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