#seonghwa imagine

[wonusite]

The Thing About Pretty Boys

❝ You’re convinced that pretty boy Seonghwa could never fuck anyone stupid. He decides to prove you wrong. ❞

PAIRING: park seonghwa x female reader

GENRE: friends to lovers au, smut

WORD COUNT: 4k

WARNINGS: pwp, repressed feelings, overuse of the word pretty (sorry not sorry), seonghwa is HUNG, cock drunk!reader, pussy drunk!seonghwa, mentions of anal, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, multiple creampies, backshots, squirting, dumbification, possessiveness, breeding kink, overstimulation

A/N: this has been long overdue, and i hope you guys like it! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

“There’s no way.”

Your incredulous snort makes Seonghwa pause. He whips his head in your direction, pretty frown pulling down the corners of his mouth. You keep laughing, keeling over until your loose nightshirt starts to hang off one of your shoulders. The way you’re falling over like he said something hilarious is starting to irritate him. Like really fucking bad.

When you finally stop laughing, you notice the deep scowl your friend is directing at you. Even as he's directing a scornful glare at you, he looks unfairly pretty. The thought makes you huff out one last weak laugh. “What? Don’t give me that look.”

His jaw flexes, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “You believed fucking Mingi when he said the same thing.”

Your nonchalant shrug makes Seonghwa’s eye twitch in annoyance. He’s not offended, not exactly. It’s just the slightest bit irritating that he’s literally in your room, on your bed, alone, and you still can’t think of him in a way he desperately wants you to.

“Because it’s obvious that Mingi knows what he’s doing. Like, you can tell he’s a beast in bed.”

“And what makes you think I’m not?”

It’s weird that he’s so insistent on getting you to believe him. Seonghwa usually doesn’t care about what anyone thinks since he claims to know himself the best, so other people’s opinions don’t really matter. Apparently, he isn’t too different from all the other guys you’ve met. It’s kind of cute.

“I just— Who cares?” You splutter, suddenly feeling flustered with how he’s staring at you so intently.

“Tell me why.”

You nearly recoil in shock at how assertive and dominant Seonghwa sounds. His tone and hard eyes makes something inside you flutter with desire. Taken aback by your own indecent reaction, you clear your throat and avert your eyes back to the paused sex scene out of a movie you can't remember the name of.

If you could go back in time and pick a different movie that hadn’t started this entire thing, you would.

“Fine.” You sigh, willing yourself to calm down. “I just think that most pretty boys aren’t able to fuck anyone stupid. That’s all—it’s nothing personal.”

Oh, but it is.

To Seonghwa, who had pictured you writhing and screaming from pleasure under him way too many times to be considered normal, it’s definitely personal.

“I could fuck you stupid.”

His words hang in the air heavily. You expect him to give you that pretty, nonchalant smile of his and tell you that he’s joking. But he doesn’t. In fact, Seonghwa is looking at you with an unmistakable heat and determination in his gaze that has you feeling like prey.

“Whatever.” You force yourself to choke out a laugh, mind already wandering to what it would be like to fuck such a pretty man.

Seonghwa seems unfazed by your dismissal. He stands up from your bed before kneeling at the edge in front of where you’re sitting. You let out a shocked yelp when he grabs your bare legs and yanks you toward him. His eyes are dark as he gazes up at you like he’s going to devour you.

The heat coming from his hands and just having him nestled between your legs makes your cunt throb. It’s embarrassing how fast you’re getting turned on, but you blame it on the fact that it has everything to do that Seonghwa is just so damn pretty.

“H-Hwa.” You actually fucking whimper, sounding completely needy.

“Gonna let me prove it?” He smirks, hands gently caressing your thighs that are unconsciously spreading for him.

“Fine.” You try to sound like you aren’t already soaking, horny mess. “You have to hurry, though. Sannie’s gonna be back soon.”

Seonghwa nearly growls at the mention of your clingy roommate. He trails his hands up the soft skin of your thighs and grips the edges on your panties. You let out a scandalized gasp when he literally rips them off of you. He throws them over his shoulder before flipping up your oversized shirt and exposing your hot cunt to the air.

His groan makes you clench around nothing. Before you can say anything, Seonghwa yanks you forward and smashes his face into your wet pussy. Any and all coherent thoughts are quickly ejected from your mind. You let out a small moan when you feel your friend’s tongue split through your folds, tasting you for the first time.

“Fuck.” Seonghwa moans into your cunt. “I knew you would taste good.”

His words make your brain turn into literal mush because what the fuck? Had he been thinking about what it would be like to eat you out? The mere thought has more juices spilling out of you. Your body’s reaction only spurs Seonghwa on, his hands gripping your thighs tighter and pulling you further on his mouth.

You toss your head back with a moan. All you can feel is his tongue plunging deep inside you. Every time his nose bumps against your throbbing clit, it sends jolt of pleasure up your spine.

“S-Shit, Hwa.” You whimper, hands falling to his messy hair.

Seonghwa smirks into your pussy when you start to tug on his hair. He hums against your leaking hole before latching onto your swollen nub and suckling on it with a lewd slurping sound. Your cries of pleasure sound like music to his ears, and it makes him more determined to have you begging and crying for his cock. Seonghwa is sure your moans would sound even prettier when he’s actually splitting you open with his dick.

“So good.” You mewl as he keeps sucking on your aching bud. “K-Keep doing that.”

Seonghwa starts to plant sloppy kisses on your glistening folds before dragging his tongue up your slit. He repeats the action a few times before he sucks your puffy clit back into his mouth. The sight of your face twisting in pleasure is a sight he’ll never forget. To see the object of his fantasies writhing and shaking from pleasure has his cock straining in his pants, eager to be stuffed into your cunt.

You start to grind your pussy into his face as he keeps licking and fucking you with his tongue. His ravenous movements are like that of a starved man, and soon you feel your abdomen tighten with the need to release.

“I-I think I’m gonna come.” You moan, surprised that he managed to get you so close to an orgasm in such a short amount of time.

Seonghwa groans into your sopping cunt. “Do it, baby. Come all over my tongue. Let me taste you.”

You gasp out his name as a wave of pleasure suddenly washes over you. The tight coil in your stomach snaps as your walls become impossibly tight. Your moan is loud and wanton as you squirt all over your friend’s face.

Seonghwa’s moan sounds animalistic as he presses his tongue flat against your entrance, collecting all your sweet juices and slurping you dry. He’s practically making out with your pussy until there’s none of your addicting cream left to lap up.

“Mhm, baby. You taste so fucking good.”

You’re a trembling mess as he plants gentle kisses on your inner thighs before standing up, your juices covering his chin. The sight of you all fucked out because of him, makes the desire in his gut get more intense.

“Sorry.” You huff out, mind a bit more clear when you see him licking his lips. “I-I’ve– that usually doesn’t happen.”

To be exact, it’s never happened.

“I’ll forgive you.” He sounds sweet as he starts to unbuckle his belt. Seonghwa pulls his shirt off before pulling his pants down until he’s left in only his underwear, impressive bulge standing out. “But only if you do it again—on my cock this time.”

You can’t be mad that he looks so smug because he’s just so fucking pretty. He becomes even more attractive after sliding his underwear off and letting his big cock slap against his lower abdomen. The large organ is intimidatingly long and thick as it throbs and leaks with precum. Your mouth waters, and you can’t be surprised that his cock is a pretty as he is.

Unfortunately, you don’t get to admire it for too long because Seonghwa grabs you and flips you around. You’re propped up on your elbows and knees to support your weight, large shirt bunching at your waist as he arches your back to the angle he wants.

Seonghwa licks his lips as he squeezes and caresses your ass, leaking cock throbbing at the pretty sight of you all ready to get fucked. This is way better than any of his fantasies, and he hopes that this is only the first time of many.

“Such a pretty ass. Maybe you’ll let me fuck it next time.” His sultry voice has you dripping in desperation. “But for now, let’s see how much you can handle, baby.”

A needy, pathetic mewl tumbles out of you as Seonghwa presses his oozing tip against your entrance. He rubs and taps it against your folds, enjoying how you’re desperately rutting your hips back. Just minutes ago you were adamant that he wasn’t capable of getting this sort of reaction.

Your mouth drops open in pleasure when he slowly eases his cock into you. “O-Oh, fuck.” Your moan is weak as your eyes slowly close.

Seonghwa looks down to where his fat cock is pushing into your tightness, stretching you wider than ever before and claiming your pretty cunt as his. The sight is mesmerising, and he can’t stop the deep moan he lets out from it. His cock throbs wildly as he finally bottoms out. You’re so hot and tight that he might actually blow his load before he even gets the chance to fuck you properly.

His cock is hitting your deepest spot, and you let out a wanton moan as you tightly grip your sheets. “Fuck me!”

A carnal desire takes over Seonghwa when he hears your needy cry. He’s never been able to deny you anything, and he doesn’t plan to start now. Immediately, he begins to pummel in and out of you, fucking your sopping cunt roughly. Obscene noises fill the room as his pelvis slams against your ass.

Seonghwa can’t take his eyes off your pretty little pussy and how it swallows his cock so perfectly. His heavy balls are being stained with your arousal as they slap against your puffy clit. He becomes more ravenous with every rough thrust.

“You’re already soaking my cock, baby. I fucking knew you wouldn’t be able to get enough.” He grunts as he grabs your hips, quickly growing obsessed with how you feel around him.

It's true, and you can't deny it. Not that you want to. His cock is stretching you out so good that you can’t think straight.

“So fucking good.” You mewl as you deepen your arch so he can fuck you deeper.

One of Seonghwa’s hands trails down your body to squeeze your ass while the other goes around your waist to rub your sensitive clit. He pounds into you harder, loving the cries and whimpers you’re letting out every time he fucks his cock into your juicy cunt. You’re throwing yourself back on him to meet his thrusts, loving how his big cock splits you open with every snap of his hips.

“Gonna ruin this sweet little pussy so only I fit.” Seonghwa growls, spanking your ass harshly.

His words make you clench on his cock and coat it with more of your cream. You whine and cry out for him, already feeling any thoughts that aren’t about his big dick being fucked out of you. His hips start to snap with a rough precision you claimed he wasn’t capable of, and you wonder how longer it’ll take him to realize that he already proved you wrong.

Seonghwa feels your cunt start to tighten around his cock like it doesn’t want to let go. With the way you’re starting to tremble, he can tell you’re close to falling apart. But he wants to see your face when you do. It’s the thing he’s wanted the most since he met you.

You cry out in protest when Seonghwa abruptly pulls out his hard cock of your pussy. Before you can beg him to put it back in, he’s flipping you on your back. He gently caresses your shaking thighs with a heated gaze. Then, he’s removing the big shirt you have on, dark eyes taking in every inch of your exposed body.

“Hwa.” You plead through a needy mewl. “Don’t tease.”

The look on your face makes his cock throb painfully. You look absolutely fucked out, and to think he hasn’t even made you come yet. Seonghwa licks his lips and teases your soaking entrance with his leaking tip. His smirk is deviant, but so hot that all you can do is buck your hips desperately. Unlike your initial thoughts, your friend doesn’t make you wait.

It’s satisfying how Seonghwa’s jaw snaps open as he watches your pretty pussy slowly get filled with his thick cock. The erotic sight drives him to start fucking into you again. He lets out a deep groan when he sees your cream coat his entire length as you squeeze him tighter than anyone ever has.

Pleasure consumes you and licks up your entire body as Seonghwa pounds his cock into your hot cunt. Your moans turn into loud cries that mix into the lewd squelching coming from where you two are connected when he presses your legs to your chest. The new position allows him to fuck into you deeper than before.

All coherent thoughts are slowly dissipating every time his cock pounds against your sweet spot. A carnal desire takes over and has you begging for more through broken whimpers. “Fuh-Fuck. Fill me up, Hwa.”

The moan Seonghwa lets out is as pretty as he is. Your wanton pleas trigger something primal inside of him, and he feels himself going feral at the thought of breeding you.

“You want my cum, baby?” He coos sweetly, heavy balls slapping against your ass in sync with your wanton moans.

It’s embarrassing how fast you nod, back arching as you feel a wave of pleasure start to consume you. His cock is throbbing inside you, and all you can think about is milking him for all that he’s worth. “Want it so bad!”

“Fuck.” Seonghwa sucks in a sharp breath. “Pretty little pussy’s so tight for me.”

Your filthy moans are quickly stifled when Seonghwa bends down to kiss you. His movements are passionate and desperate, teeth tugging at your bottom lips. It feels like your brain has turned into static with all the euphoric sensations consuming you. All you can focus on is his cock splitting you open and the sounds of your skin slapping against his.

When Seonghwa pulls back, he maintains eye contact. As you stare into his eyes, you can see that they’re filled with an emotion that goes beyond lust and arousal. It makes your heart pound for an entirely different reason. His gentle stare is a great contrast to the rough snap of his hips.

That affectionate look is all it takes for you to squirt all over your friend once again. Your cry is loud as you cover his abdomen with your orgasm.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Make a mess all over me.” Seonghwa moans as he watches you go dumb on his cock.

The sight of your pretty face slack with pleasure has him fucking into your cervix savagely. Your cunt is gripping his cock so tightly that it doesn’t take long for him to release his thick load inside you. His thrusts grow sloppy as he starts to fill you with ropes of cum. Your soppy cunt is overflowing with so much of his seed that it bubbles around the base of his cock and leaks down to your ass—a filthy sight Seonghwa will never forget.

You’re both panting as he slowly lets go of your legs. Seonghwa watches you carefully, but doesn’t make a move to pull out of you. He wants to keep you plugged and full of his cum, and by how you slowly wrap your legs around his waist, it seems like you feel the same way.

When you come back to your senses, you nervously lick your lips when you see Seonghwa’s smirk. “What?”

“You’re a squirter?” His words sound teasing.

“N-No.” You pant out, unsure of how to tell him he’s the only one capable of evoking such a reaction from your body.

Apparently, your friend only sees this as another one of your challenges. He caresses your soft thighs as a challenging look crosses his face.

“Do it again.”

Seonghwa starts to move again, his aching cock sliding against your walls with ease as he fucks his cum deeper inside you. He unhooks your legs from his waist so he can place them on his shoulders. From this angle he can see your filthy cunt being split open on his thick cock.

“I can’t.” You manage to moan out, loving how his dick drags against your velvety walls with precision. “God, Hwa. I-It’s too much.”

“You say that, but your pretty little pussy keeps squeezing my cock like it doesn’t want to let go.” He says as his thumb starts to rub slow circles on your throbbing clit. “I’m sure you can squirt for me again if I give you another load, hm?”

Seonghwa’s smirk is cocky when he feels your cunt tighten around him again. He loves how you don’t deny it. In fact, you whine out a quiet more as he continues to fuck you. His thumb is still stimulating your puffy bud as his hips snap into you. Clearly, your friend is enjoying fucking you to the point of delirium. You can’t complain because you’re enjoying it just as much.

“Tight little cunt was made to take my cock.” He grunts as his eyes start to roll to the back of his head.

You can’t fathom how it feels like he knows your body more than you do. His cock keeps ramming against your g-spot, and all you can do is let out moans and mewls of pleasure. You’re sure it won’t be long until you come again.

A ring of white cream surrounds the base of his cock and slowly drips down his balls and on to the sheets. Seonghwa knows you won’t ever be able to forget how good he’s fucked you, and he also knows that he’s potentially ruined you for any other man. Not that he would let you go after feeling your pussy.

“God, baby. Your sweet pussy’s already gonna make me come again.” Seonghwa groans, thrusts becoming tougher and sharper. “Gonna let me come inside again?”

“Yes!” You squeal, already gone dumb again. “Come inside me!”

The overstimulation has lewd and filthy sounds coming out of you, but you can’t help it. Especially not when you look down and see how his big cock is piercing into your tight cunt. You gasp and jolt as he continues to ram into you like you’re nothing more than a hole. Your legs start to tremble as your third orgasm abruptly hits you.

Like the two previous times, your toes curl as you uncontrollably squirt on his cock.

“Such a good girl.” Seonghwa praises you with his pretty smile. “Here’s your reward.”

He slams into you a few more time before he spills his thick seed inside you, filling you to the brim. Your eyes roll back as your pussy contracts around Seonghwa’s pulsing cock. The feeling of his hot cum filling your insides is so fucking good that all you can do is mewl his name weakly and pathetically. It feels like your mind is clouded with a euphoric haze preventing you from thinking straight.

Soon, Seonghwa pulls out of your creamy cunt, his cum dripping out of you and staining the sheets beneath you. His eyes darken at the sight of your sensitive folds covered with his seed. A low growl builds in his chest as he swoops down to smash his lips on to yours. You moan into his mouth as he parts your lips with his tongue to deepen the kiss.

When he pulls away from you, he gives you another lascivious smirk. “We’re not done yet, baby.”

It shouldn’t excite you this much that he’s not done. You’re literally dripping with his cum, but you still want more. His hard, throbbing cock is resting against your sloppy pussy, and you start to gyrate your hips to get him to fuck you again. Maybe you’re already addicted, but it doesn’t matter because Seonghwa seems to feel the exact same way.

A quiet moan rips from your throat when he starts to fuck his cock between your messy lips. You cry out from the sensation, still sensitive from the other orgasms he’s ripped out of you. Slowly and teasingly, Seonghwa drags the tip of his fat cock down to your entrance, moaning when more of his cum seeps out of you. The sight is something he’ll never forget and always try to recreate.

The noises you let out are so cute and needy that they make his cock throb painfully. Seonghwa slowly eases into you for a third time, base of his heavy cock touching your core and big balls resting against your ass. Your pussy is pulsing around him as you leak with your mixed releases.

You can feel Seonghwa’s cock so deep inside you that it’s dizzying and almost comparible to being drunk. Vaguely, you think this is what it must be like to be cockdrunk.

“So fucking pretty. All for me.” Seonghwa groans hotly.

The breath is almost knocked out of you as he drags his dick back before ramming it back into the depths of your wet pussy. He begins to pound into you, the sound of skin on skin quickly filling the room.

Seonghwa stares down at your pretty face while he fucks you into oblivion, making sure to memorize every aspect. From the way your eyes roll into your skull when he spears his big cock into you to how your jaw falls slack so quickly. It’s all for him, and he knows he wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world.

“S-Seonghwa!” You squeal, toes curling and limbs starting to tremble.

The familiar sensation gets worse as your friend continues to fuck into your guts, stroking your walls with his thick cock. He’s slamming into your sweet spot with a savage like pace that you know it won’t be long before you fall apart again.

“That’s it, baby. Cream all over my cock.” Seonghwa groans as you mewl at his filthy words.

As if his voice and words are a trigger, your body starts to react. His harsh thrusts make you start to convulse, effectively soaking his cock. As if it’s all you’re capable of giving him, you weakly come on his aching dick with a choked moan. Your tits are bouncing with every thrust, body twitching as Seonghwa roughly fucks you through your orgasm.

“Want your cum.” You mewl, and Seonghwa simply begins to fuck you quicker.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna pump you full until you’re leaking with my cum for days.” Seonghwa promises through possessive growls as he sloppily fucks into your soiled cunt.

Seonghwa suddenly stills deep inside your pussy, spilling his hot seed inside of you. Thick, white ropes of cum paint your walls until it leaves his cock dripping. He nearly slumps on top of you, but then he rolls over and onto his back, taking you with him. His cock stays inside you, keeping you plugged with his many loads.

“How are you feeling?” The soft voice you recognize is back as Seonghwa gently caresses your naked back.

You sigh into his neck, feeling completely sated. “Full.”

His pretty laugh makes you smile, and you can’t help but think that Mingi was right when he told you that thing about pretty boys.

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[hongism]

DUNE. - p. seonghwa (m)

➼ genre; smut ➼ pairing; seonghwa x fem!reader ➼ au; outlaw/biker!seonghwa, dystopian futurism, lore accurate ateez ➼ warnings; explicit smut, vaping mention ➼ rating; m/18+ ➼ wc; 5.4k

Your excursions with Seonghwa are never anything holy despite how sacred the time shared between you feels at times.

part of the outlaw miniseries.

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➼ smut warnings; piv, unprotected sex, public sex (ie outdoors and on a motorcycle), oral: m, hair pulling, dirty talk, marking/biting, face fucking, deepthroating, slight edging, petnames: princess, kitten & doll, breeding kink, creampie, some religious imagery, slight objectification

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“You bastard.”

Dressed in nothing but a towel to keep you modest, you exit the bathroom in your far too small apartment expecting nothing but the simple task of getting your nightclothes from your bedroom. That, however, seems to be an impossibly tall order given what’s waiting for you in the living room. Sitting on your couch. With his stupid dirty boots all over your best piece of furniture in the house. So you can’t very well be blamed for your outburst upon seeing him, especially given the fact that he’s dared to show his face here and now like this.

The window adjacent to your couch is cracked as well, letting the evening air and likely every bug in the city into your home too.

“It’s been two months,” you snap before you can think through the lengthy list of things you’d like to rip into him about.

Seonghwa drops his head on the back of the couch and shifts to smile over at you, lopsided and dorky and all-around infuriating. Even more humiliating is the fact that you missed the sight of that grin, of him on your couch and in your home, and you dearly missed knowing when he would come back to you.

“And?”

“Did you use the fire escape to get in here again?” You thought that you had latched and locked the windows particularly well after you settled with the fact that Seonghwa wasn’t coming back. And yet here he is, and your windows are unlocked again. The man laughs, bringing his head off the couch and leaning forward in a way that makes his slicked-back black hair shift and fall around his face. This is a dangerously unwell situation for you to be in. Shutting your eyes, you turn towards your bedroom, hand tightening at the towel around your body. If you look at him a moment longer, you’re well and truly going to jump his bones. While that’s not the worst fate you could think of, you’d like to seem a little more upset at him before you give into both your desires and his.

You hear the couch creak then the soft scuffs of his boots over wood flooring as you pull clothes out of the dresser. He’s not in the doorway when you turn around, which does surprise you somewhat, but you take advantage of the brief moment of privacy to change into the tee and jeans you just pulled out. You toss your towel at the doorway once you’re safely under the comfort of clothes, and half of Seonghwa’s face peeks around the corner.

“You going somewhere?” He asks the question so innocently that you nearly think he’s changed in the past two months. Still, he’s leaning fully against the door frame now with one hand pressed high up along the wood and leaning over the edge into your bedroom, and the seduction is still there. His allure with all its perks and twists and all the ease he performs his enticement with are on full display before your eyes.

“Aren’t we?” you offer in response, too impatient to bother with playing your usual push-and-pull game with him.

“You still know me well, huh?” Now that you’re closer to him and can look at him head-on, you see the all too familiar jacket clinging to his broad shoulders, the tight tank top beneath it that shows off a hint of his muscled arms and chest. Seonghwa must see something across your expression that you aren’t consciously aware of because he hooks his index finger under your chin and lifts your head to look you in the eye. “You’re irresistible when you pout, kitten.”

A hand reaches up to cup the back of his neck, skating across the fabric of his shirt as you move upwards, and when you grab hold of him, he’s already leaning down to meet you on your path to his lips.

“I’m still mad at you, by the way,” you murmur before laying a kiss against him. Seonghwa laughs into your mouth as his tongue breaks the seam and finds yours. He tastes like the same stupid flavor of vape juice you remember, which means he hasn’t quit like he said he would last time you spoke, but he seems to have kept using your favorite flavor. “It’s past curfew.”

“No it’s not,” he denies quickly, and you pull off his mouth completely just so he can see how hard you roll your eyes at him.

“It’s past curfew.”

“Fifteen minutes outside the city—” a firmly planted kiss that keeps you from responding “—twenty tops, it’s fine. You can even drive if you want? You know how hot I find it seeing you on my bike.” Now that you’ve broken the seal, Seonghwa can’t seem to pull his lips away from yours for even a full sentence with the way he keeps rushing to lick into your mouth between every few words.

“If this—ah, hey!” He nips the corner of your mouth, grin cheeky at best when you squeeze the back of his neck hard. “If this is what we’re going to do then why not just stay here?”

“Because I have something to show you.” When suspicion starts to overcome your features, Seonghwa leans down and bumps his forehead against yours. “And we haven’t checked the bike’s sturdiness in over two months… what if my baby isn’t as sturdy as she used to be, huh? She’s not getting as much practice as she used to.”

“And I wonder whose fault that is.”

“Mine and no one else’s, princess.” He’s giving you that damn smile that makes you cave every time without fail — the upturned lip one that makes his laugh lines appear — and you groan purposefully loud like it’ll change the outcome of the night you’ve already handed yourself over to. Everyone close to you in your life would rush to call you a doormat for this man, and you can’t say that they’re horribly wrong on any front. Maybe if they knew exactly how good the dick and banter are they would cut you some slack though.

“Fine, you win.” You pull him into another open-mouthed kiss that lets you have another taste. “But you’re driving there, I’ll drive back.”

Seonghwa grins like he’s just won the lottery of life, hand snapping to brace yours against his chest as he guides you to the window where he made his grandiose entrance. There are many questions at the forefront of your mind admittedly, but you opt not to bring any of them up quite yet solely because you don’t want to cause any headaches this early on in the night. If he decides to turn tail and run upon being confronted then what? You’ll have wasted your night on this man for no reason and it’ll be totally unfulfilling for the both of you, so you imagine he wants to keep the mediocre peace as much as possible too. You have no trouble leaving the window unlocked now, mostly because Seonghwa is the only person who has dared to break in in your area of town, and he doesn’t do so with the intention of taking any of your belongings: just you and your poor fragile heart.

His motorcycle sits alone in the alleyway your fire escape leads down to, and you watch him pop the small box trunk attached to the back of it for a few seconds before realizing that you truly are what he came for. He pulls a helmet out — the same one he used to always make you wear that fits you just right and you used to be convinced that he bought it solely for you, but he denied it so heavily you gave up on that notion a long time ago. He never carries it around unless he knows he’s coming to you because he’s always claimed to need the space for “work” related things if you can even call it that given the rather illegal nature of what he does with this very bike. You don’t mind that part one bit; Night City has gone to shit anyway, and the government keeps finding new ways to impose absurd laws on all of you. If Seonghwa wants to mess with their new world order a bit and piss all over their business, then you’re all for it. You hope he and whoever he works with bring them down a few notches while they���re at it. But you do want him to be safe, and you want to know he’s okay and alive out there, and you don’t want months of radio silence that leaves you wondering if you did something to run him off or if he got captured by the guardians or worse—

“Hey.”

You inhale sharply. Seonghwa slides the helmet down over your head then braces his hands on either side of it to lay a kiss on where your forehead would be if not for the protection. Behind the visor, you shut your eyes and take a deep breath. When you open them again, Seonghwa is perched on the bike, pulling his own helmet on, and you admire the pretty slope of his nose mere seconds before it disappears.

Unspoken rule #1: you don’t ask about his little foray into anarchy.

“I don’t even believe in any god yet I pray for your safety every time you leave.”

He reached across the space between your bodies on the couch that night and squeezed your thigh.

“I’ll give you something to believe in.”

That night he buried his face between your thighs and ate you out like a man worshiping at the altar on the cold floor in front of your TV.

Tonight, you’re more than okay with that.

Seonghwa’s body is like a furnace when you wrap yourself around him. He’s warm and comfortable in the most familiar of ways, and you can still taste him on the inside of your lips. You smile despite yourself, clinging to him harder as the motorcycle lurches into action. Seonghwa never wastes time, though there’s an added layer of danger tonight with curfew, but you have it in good faith that the whole notion is just a little scare tactic to keep people in line. Even months ago there were no patrols or active guardians wandering the streets at night. Whatever drones do monitor from the sky don’t do anything except spook citizens.

In retrospect, you should have stolen Seonghwa’s jacket off his back or brought your own because the night air whips your shirt and leaves you cold. The man in front of you isn’t much of a meat shield against it either, yet the combination of your shivering and the ever-increasing speed of the bike makes adrenaline drop in your gut. You could chase this feeling for the rest of your life but still not be able to capture it unless it’s with Seonghwa, and as much as you hate to admit that sort of dependency, you also revel in the knowledge that he only gets it from you as well. Maybe you’re more religious than you thought with the exchanged reverence and devotion you two hold for one another. A sort of sacrality permeates every touch and breath between your lips. It reaches you in full when Seonghwa pulls the bike to a stop at what must be his chosen destination. He eases your helmet off first before ridding himself of his own. The moment his lips are within reach, you find them with your fingers and trace over the soft skin there like he himself is holy text to be studied and recited.

“Come,” he says with a hand stretched out towards you. Like a sheep following its shepherd, you sling your leg over the bike and come to stand beside him. He’s brought you to a hill, just beyond the outskirts of the city, but the spot where it overlooks showcases something as fascinating as it is beautiful. Beyond the fences surrounding Night City, there is a clearing of simple dirt yet it’s full of light and life. Crowds upon crowds of people occupy the space, though they look more like ants from where you’re perched, yet even in the distance you can see how they move about. Dancing. “That’s one of the only spots the people in this hellhole can still be free.”

“Are…” You clear your throat and glance at your companion briefly. “Is that where your coworkers are?”

“There are others, yes. Many of them. Our bike crew likes to show off some nights and do tricks around the lot when we know the government is gonna be busy with other problems. But for the most part, people go there to listen to music and dance and sing… to enjoy the things every rich prick is trying to take away from us.” Seonghwa sighs. He brings a hand to his hair and runs his fingers through the strands to the point of disarray. “It’s not an excuse, but this is why I’ve been away from you for so many weeks. Trying to get some solid plans in motion and all that. You knowing too much would just put you at risk, and that simply wouldn’t do, princess. I need you safe and sound. I can’t be the reason you get hurt or suffer, especially not at their hands.”

“But… you hurt me.”

“I thought it would be easier to disappear entirely than to come up with some lie as to why I couldn’t come around anymore.” He draws his arms up in a rather clear act of defensiveness but he turns to face you directly as he relays the information. “And I knew that the second I showed up at your door with a lie figured out, I wouldn’t be able to go through with it. I guess everyone has a point in saying you’re my soft spot.”

One corner of your lips pulls up to form a crude smile, laugh exhaling out your nose in a rush of air. You reach for Seonghwa’s wrists.

“Cm’here.”

“What?” he complies nonetheless, matching your grin as you pull his arms away from his chest. His hands move around your body to tug you into his personal space like it’s just an extension of simple human movements, and you match the gentle affection with your own soft touches across his chest. Tracing upwards, you seek his jacket and secure your hands around the collar.

“Don’t lie and don’t hide from me again. If you can’t tell me, that’s fine. I’m okay with that. We can play house and do whatever when we’re together, then when the revolution comes knocking, we’ll deal with that too.” This is as close to I love you as you can go.

“Okay, princess. That’s a deal I’m gonna hold you to though.” Seonghwa leans against your body, and you let his weight sink down onto you with a quiet sigh. The lingering pass of silence lets you indulge in the feeling of him as he exhales heavily down your neck. He drifts lower until his lips ghost over the juncture of your neck, and the pressure in your chest increases tenfold with each feathering touch. When his teeth drag across your skin, you gasp out loud. Goosebumps rush across your body, a moan pulls from your lips, and Seonghwa sucks at your neck like he wants to pull the blood right out of you.

“H-Hwa.”

“Want you,” he murmurs. You have other things on your mind right now, however, and you doubt he’s going to be opposed to your suggestions so you tug yourself away from his wandering hands and tighten your grip on his jacket. His body is lax as you pull him around and lean him against the seat of his motorcycle. “Princess…” Seonghwa already looks to be in a daze when you sink to your knees between his legs, hands sliding across the firm muscles of his legs that are hidden beneath faux leather. His lips part in silent wonder, and his gaze follows yours with such intense focus that it feels like you’re the only two people on earth. You watch his mouth move but no noise comes out, no words, and whatever thoughts he’s having right now are lost on you because you can’t read his lips. It doesn’t deter you from your current goal — you have his zipper caught between your fingers already, and his button comes undone just as easily.

His shame knows no bounds, apparently, because you peel back his pants to bare skin with nothing between.

“You been thinking about me all day?” you tease, teeth toying with your lower lip as you flutter your lashes at him on purpose, but he sweeps you away with his hasty and breathless response.

“All day. All week. Every day since the last time I saw you.” A hopeless romantic, after all. You work his pants down his hips just enough to pull his half-hard length out, putting your lips around him without wasting any more time than you have to. Seonghwa moans from the first touch as your wet heat surrounds his cock and buries all the way in your throat. You take him in until he nudges the back of your throat and threatens to make you choke. Similar to how he laid between your legs and worshiped at your alter, you do the same now — on your knees for him with hands clasped around the base of his cock, you blink up at his strained face with glistening eyes and a prayer on your lips.

Seonghwa brings a shaky hand to the back of your head, but he finds his confidence the moment he grabs hold of your hair and guides your mouth to take his dick deeper. His tip pushes into your throat, and you’re quick to adjust your breathing, focus snapping away from his face so that you can steady your breath and bring air into your lungs. Wetness touches your lashes as your eyes fall closed. You tap his crotch twice, and he understands the signal immediately. It’s hard to believe two months have passed when you fall back into usual and familiar routines with such ease. Seonghwa tightens his hold on your hair, burying his fingers closer to your scalp, and air whistles through his teeth. He pulls out of your mouth suddenly, until the head of his cock lays heavy against your lips. You missed the taste of him desperately, even more so in this filthy and hedonistic way, but that realization quickly turns into an afterthought as you suck at his tip.

“Fuck, doll, missed using you like this,” Seonghwa groans above you, and you respond by swiping your tongue along the bit of his cock that he lets you touch. “You always let me fill your pretty little mouth so well. Could use you like a toy forever, fuck.”

“Then do it.” You grin against his cock head, chin tilting down so that you can press a kiss to the same spot. The noise that tears from Seonghwa is close to animalistic as he jerks his hips towards your mouth. You’re forced to drop your jaw as quickly as you can but it doesn’t fully keep your teeth from snagging at his skin, though that seems to do nothing but drive Seonghwa further into insanity as he thrusts hard into your mouth.

“Shit, my little doll, look at you.” You force your eyes open against better judgment just to look at Seonghwa’s face. He coos, free hand reaching around to cup your face, and he swipes his thumb over the apple of your cheek. “Such a messy doll you are, tears and spit all over that pretty face.” You gag, only for it to turn into a sob as he fucks your mouth like it's just another hole to use. “I’ll grant you your veneration, princess, if only you give me my absolution.” He still treats you as though you’re something holy after all this time too, it seems. His balls knock against your chin with each one of his thrusts, until you grow totally accustomed to the rhythm. You had been certain that he would stop before coming undone, but Seonghwa doesn’t seem keen on stopping any time soon with the way he’s enjoying your mouth, wet and warm around his dick. You want to drive him to completion now — the cotton fuzz in your brain that’s starting to block all thoughts outside of him and your arousal demands more, and you crave the feeling of his cock twitching on your tongue. You wish to taste his seed on the back of your tongue, to watch his legs tremble and buckle under his pleasure at your hands.

You hum around the weight on your tongue, and Seonghwa lets his hand go loose on your hair, swinging it back to catch on the seat of his bike so he can steady himself better. He hands over control to you in the same moment and gives you the blessed initiative that makes you splay your hands across his hips and brace yourself over his length as you take some time to catch your breath. It makes you acutely aware of your wrecked state too because you can feel the moisture all over your face, both from tears and the trails of saliva that Seonghwa caused. He leans back and pushes the bike further against its side-stand; not to the point of immediate concern but he is testing that sturdiness as he claimed he wished to earlier. You lick along the underside of Seonghwa’s cock, relishing in the way he twitches against your tongue.

“Are you close?” you ask. You aren’t expecting how horribly wrecked your voice is or how it sounds like you’ve chewed and tried to swallow gravel actually. Seonghwa makes no comment on it himself and instead just nods several times over as he gulps down greedy breaths of air. “Do you wanna cum in my mouth?”

“Jesus, princess, how can you just — say that with a straight face like that, christ.” Seonghwa brushes hair away from your forehead, pulling it back to be out of the way.

“You can keep going, right?” Your fingers curl around the base of his dick just to squeeze him a little bit to tease and stimulate him some more. “You’ll still be able to fuck me if you cum once, won’t you?”

“Baby—”

“Or can you still not finish without breeding me?” Seonghwa’s whole body reacts to your statement, and you hear the audible choke that overtakes him when you flatten your palm on his cock and press it against his stomach. His fingers extend while trembling then he draws them back into fists so tight his knuckles bleed white. You drive the heel of your hand further into his length, coming up halfway to let your fingers curl up over his tip. Taking precum onto your fingertips, you pull the same digits into your mouth and lick them clean, eyes glinting as you watch Seonghwa’s lips part in either want or wonder.

His mouth stays agape even after you stand up and press your body firmly on his. Your nipples clearly show through your top, bra forgone in your rush to get dressed when you saw him, and Seonghwa lets his hands wander up to pinch at them through the thin cotton.

“I take that as a no,” you whisper close to his mouth, letting your breath huff out across his lips. He moves against you with more force now and takes your lips with his own. You’re distracted despite the kiss on account of your hands being busy with your pants and unable to maintain contact without having to pull away to separate your shoes and pants from your body entirely. Seonghwa wraps an arm around your waist to bring you back to him, already attaching himself to your neck and nipping at the mark he left not long ago. “H-How?”

“Ride me—” he twists at the waist “—on the bike.” You’re taken aback by the request, but it also shouldn’t come as much of a surprise given the long list of delightful positions Seonghwa’s taken you in previously. Still, when he pats the back of the seat and slings his own leg over the body, you can’t help but wonder how you’re going to manage this at all. Over the back of the bike? Sure, you’ve done that many times. He’s bent you over the handles several times too, but never like this — with his back to the handlebars and you crawling up to his lap in what feels like a rather precarious position. “I’ve got you, kitten, come on.” Securing a hand on his shoulder, you let Seonghwa hoist you up over his spread legs, fingernails digging into your ass as he brings you down to his lap. You reach down to grab hold of his cock and guide him to your pussy. Normally, you’d love to have some sort of prep, especially with his dick and its size, but that’s far from your concern right now. You’ll regret it tomorrow when you’re sore and aching; by then, you’ll have him in your bed, looking after you and taking care of you, and you can make that his problem to sort out. Right now, you want him inside you and filling you up with a burn and a sting to remember him by.

Seonghwa takes great care to ease you down his length, hands holding you steady and firm. You hiss at the stretch of your walls around him.

“Feet on the rests, kitten, I’ve got you.” You hear the words and react accordingly, but your mind is elsewhere — focused on relaxing as best you can to accommodate his size. When he bottoms out at last, you lean your forehead against his, and he drags his hands up from your ass to massage along your lower back. “Don’t hold onto me, okay? Grab the handlebars.” Your firm glare is hard to miss, especially with your proximity to one another, but it just makes Seonghwa laugh into your cheek. “I’ll keep the bike steady no problem. Gotta put my long legs to use somehow, right?”

“Can’t believe you’re making me do all the work when you were the asshat who disappeared for two months!”

“It’s not too late for me to fuck you face first into the ground, doll, if that’s what you’re wanting,” Seonghwa purrs against the corner of your lips, and you reply with a cheeky kiss that involves you biting the tip of his tongue gently when he tries to explore your mouth.

“Don’t get too excited, baby. It’s my treat tonight.” You feel him twitch inside you as you reach around his body to grab for the handlebars, and the motion forces you to pull up from his cock a bit. He’s watching you with rapt focus, the same unholy expression as before paints his features again now, and it’s borderline intoxicating to see him unravel as you drop back down on his length. The noises of passion between you are reduced to exchanged moans and heavy breaths. For a man who always has something dirty to say, if only to rile you up further, he’s fallen to a mess of stuttered groans and pants that make you bounce on his cock faster and faster.

“Do I feel as — as good as y-you remember?” you ask through the sounds of skin slapping skin. Seonghwa’s whole face contorts and he throws his head back, unable to keep his hands to himself any longer. He scrambles to grab at your waist.

“Even better, s-so much fucking better.”

You tilt your chin towards the sky and laugh through a choppy moan. It’s then that Seonghwa catches you off guard: he eases you back along the seat of the motorcycle, forcing your hands to release the handles and laying you along the length of the seat. It’s not quite long enough to accommodate the position he’s going for, but you understand better when he pulls you down to meet his cock. He doesn’t wait for you to adjust further, driving his cock into you with a rabid passion that fills your stomach with fire and desire. Your dangling feet move to brace against the handlebar, and you plant them firmly against the flat of your foot just as Seonghwa pulls you down some more. Either you can’t control your noises as well like this or he’s simply fucking you better than ever because every thrust knocks a whiny moan out of you. There’s nothing for you to grab onto like this either — not above or around your head at least — so you have to settle for reaching down between your legs and bracing your hands on Seonghwa’s forearms.

“D-Dear fucking god, Hwa,” you whine.

“Touch yourself, touch yourself now, doll, I’m gonna cum soon.” You think you’re just as close yourself, to the point where a minute touch might make you cum embarrassingly quick, but you do as told, moving one of your hands down to roll firm circles around your clit in time with his thrusts. You don’t really have to move at all because his movements are doing the work for you. So when the climbing sensation of an impending orgasm starts to overwhelm you, you bring your fingers to a halt and let them press into your clit instead, where Seonghwa’s thrusts can jerk your hand against yourself in a crude form of masturbation.

“P-Please hurry, cum quick please, I’m about to—” your thoughts come to a grinding halt. Your mind goes blank, turning to an empty canvas, then the pleasure explodes and the orgasm shakes your entire body. Your toes curl around the handles in the same way that your back curls away from the seat.

“Inside? Do you want me to cum inside or — fuck, not? In or out?” Seonghwa’s voice is wound so tight that it sounds painful to the ears. You fist the sleeve of his jacket.

“Breed me? In, in, in, please breed me, Hwa.” He doesn’t need more instruction than that. A groan rips through him in time with his finish, and the sensation of his cock releasing hot spurts of cum makes you shiver. He leans back, your legs fall away from the handles, and the afterglow of your sex feels warm and heady. Hands are on your bare thighs, fingers rub deep into your muscles and work against the lingering tremble in them, and the air turns into a song of both your breathing. The whole atmosphere around you two feels sacred once more. You don’t want a single thing to disturb this carefully found peace, not even for a second. Folding your fingers around Seonghwa’s wrist, you use him as leverage to pull yourself up to a sitting position across from him.

All it takes is one quick beckoning motion for him to fall against your lips, granting you the kiss you’re after and securing you in his hold at the same time.

Seonghwa rights himself but keeps a hand firm on your hip as he climbs off the bike, only letting his touch fall away once he’s certain you’re steady and safe on your perch. You watch him tuck his softened dick back into his pants without exchanging words. You’re dazed yet exceptionally and thoroughly satisfied, and that feeling persists for some time. You don’t opt to speak until Seonghwa is bent over and grabbing your pants from the ground.

“Will you stay with me when we get back home?”

Seonghwa jerks his head in your direction. His dark eyes are wide, and you can see the contemplation cross his features even in the low light.

“Yeah, I think I will this time.”

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"no one's going to look at that dress on you except me."

pairings ; idol!boyfriend!seonghwa x non idol!fem!reader warnings ; just pure smut (mdni lol), yes i have a thing for fingering and licking </3 wn ; i've been very lazy lately but i felt like writing something haha (just want hwa's cock fr) lmk if there are any errors thanks

its your dinner night with your co-workers today, now you're unpacking your things out on the floor one by one. seonghwa had a day off from work after their world tour as they're already finished. he booked a room in the hotel you're going to have dinner at, but instead of booking for one person, he got a bigger room as he's going to accompany you along. honestly the best idea to let him be with you. really.

you and seonghwa went to the mall after you've checked in and already had your stuff in your hotel room. now, hunting for foods to stay in the night. "baby, are you sure you're going to the dinner night? i got a bad feeling about it.." seonghwa said. he didn't want you to go simply because he don't want anyone to look at you with the dress he got you on your birthday. you looked at him, smiling and confused at the same time. "why wouldn't i? its my first dinner night as a co-worker. of course i'd go." you grabbed three to four packs of chips, along with some instant noodles and put it in the basket seonghwa was holding.

"i know but... ahh you know baby?! Sometimes it's quite best to listen to your boyfriend! I mean.." he stuttered, not wanting to let you know about his jealousy over the dress. You didn't bother to say something, bringing him to the counter and pay for everything. After you both had shopped for foods, you head back to your hotel room. To get some rest before going to have fun tonight.

you plopped down on your shared king sized bed leaving the foods unpacked from its plastic bags. seonghwa was still at the front door, taking off his shoes before joining you. he moved closer, grabbing you by the waist. "baby, please? i don't want you to go." he pouts. you caressed his cheeks as you smiled. "its just for about.. until midnight. just like how we're away when you're busy with your schedules." you said, pinching his nose as he smiles. "fine. i'll let you. lets take a nap, shall we? wouldn't wanna let my baby gets tired before her best night." seonghwa said. little did he know, he won't let you go tonight anyway.

8:25pm

strawberry perfume filling the room, with your heat curled hair just on the right length. the red satin dress that seonghwa had bought for your anniversary months ago, hugs your body so well, with a little cut to your knees. everything goes so well along with your perfect makeup you had practiced for tonight. also, your black purse making you look elegant. seonghwa was in bed, already in his favorite black pajamas. behind being busy with his phone, he was too nervous to look at you. "hwa, do i look good?" you said, turning back from the mirror for him to look at you clearer. seonghwa cleared his throat, eyebrow furrowed but his eyes didn't shift a little to even glance at you. "uh.. yeah... it looks very pretty, baby." he said. the reaction he had doesn't excite you that much. you walked towards him, putting your purse down on the bed. hovering over him sweating a little by little. you took his phone away, throwing it somewhere only god knows.

seonghwa, once again cleared his throat. folding his hands over his chest as he looks away except you. you quickly grab his face by his chin, eyes locked to his big ones. seonghwa finally giving in, making an eye contact with you, slowly going down to your dress. scanning your whole profile, he felt himself growing erection. you backed off, giving him more view of your whole look. seonghwa was in awe, sitting up as he's still looking at you up and down, slowly. "so? any comments now?" you said, feeling impatient for his answers. seonghwa simply got up, basically hovering over your still small body even wearing the high heels. he held you by your waist, pulling you closer to him . caressing your hair, gently grabbing some to admire. you smiled, throwing your arms over his shoulder, approving his silent compliments. "oh baby, i bet everyone will love this look of yours." he said, cupping your cheek as he kisses you passionately. his other hand, going down to your ass, gently squishing them.

you melted into the kiss, slowly forgetting about the dinner you're going to have for about an hour. seonghwa pulled you closer, slowly walking backwards to the bed. as you both pulled away from your kiss, he's finally sat on the bed, with you hovering over him. hands on his shoulders, your left leg placed beside his, as his hands are still glued on your body. you looked at the clock on the wall, 8:49pm. "shit, its getting late. i have to go now-" you were about to let go but seonghwa had his arms around you as soon as you noticed. you looked down at him, his eyes were.. full of lust. his tongue pressed on the inside if his cheek. "baby i have to-" "no one's going to look at that dress on you except me." you were once got cut off again by him. looking at him ever so confusingly, you laughed it off. "so.. you begged me not to go because of this dress i had from you?" you said, placing your hands on his shoulder once again.

"i don't think i allow my princess to go around so sexy like this. this look on you.." he hissed, furrowing his eyebrows together as he looks at your curves along with his hands tracing them. "its only for me. for my eyes only, baby." he leaned down, bringing you along as you're now hovering over him again. "do you know how much i've been imagining you with this dress on but you never put it on back then.. i'd love to hear my name moaned out by your sweet voice.. in this dress." he said again. his eyes still admiring your body non stop. you smirked at him, rolling down next to him, signaling him to go on top of you.

"obedient... and controlling much? love, you have no idea how hot you are." he said, grabbing the both of your hands and holding them with one hand over your head. "you love it hm? love it when i use this kind of clothing so that you would have an excuse to fuck me out with your aching dick?" you teased, wiggling your feet to let go of your heels and place them around seonghwa's waist. "you're one to talk." seonghwa kissed you, not rough, but also not so gentle. just the way you love it. he leans closer to you, resting his body on yours as his other hands rests on your neck. you felt his crotch pressed against your wet core, so you tried to thrust upwards to meet his aching dick once again. he noticed that, stopping every movements as he backed off an inch away to look into your eyes. "i thought you were more into the dinner more than me." he said, getting up from you. he flipped you around and took off his pants. you looked back, noticing a patched on his boxer. you smirked in his current state. seonghwa gently press on his erection, eyes only locked on you. "you see this..? this is your fault, babygirl." reaching to your back, he unzips your dress.

exposing your back, naked without a bra. (shh.. you used a sticky(?) bra thing on ur tits ;D) seonghwa licked his bottom lips, caressing your waist as he slid the dress down till it fell on the floor. "baby.. where is your bra hm? really was expecting this moment don't you?" he said, now ripping off your laced black panties. you whined at his hands roaming around your body, basically tickling you in a hot way. "please.. stop." you begged, not wanting to be in the teasing session anymore. seonghwa leaned to you, holding your face up by your chin making you look at him. "please what..?" he licked your earlobe, pecking on it all the way to your shoulder. "p-please.. just fuck me already..!" you whined, feeling his soft lips going down to your wet core.

seonghwa finally reached your heated cunt, looking at every curves as possible. "i need you to turn around for me baby." he said, tapping your thighs twice. you obeyed, rolling to your back as you sigh in relaxation. seonghwa put your legs up, locking them down on the mattress with his arms to get a clear view on your leaking core. seonghwa breathed to your pussy, knowing you would feel it. "baby, you're already so wet now? you are so.. so naughty." he licked your folds, wanting to hear the pretty voice of yours. after giving them kitten licks, he went looking at your cunt again. this time, you're constantly twitching as you wanted more of his tongue. he loved the way you just breath so hard without your words, but your cunt says everything you need just by twitching so much.

seonghwa caress the outside of your folds before inserting one finger in, eyes focusing on your reaction to it. he loves.. like really loves you making those faces while you hold in your moans. "louder love, don't hold them in if you love it." he said, increasing the pace of his finger. "a-ah, mm.. hwa.. please.." you moaned out. seonghwa slowed down once more, "please what hmm..?" sucking on your clit and flatten his tongue on them. your mind was spinning at how good he's making you feel. "just... let me cum.." you quietly said, stopping seonghwa's hand from moving again. instead, his tongue was teasing your clit. "please.. hwa, i just want to cum on your face.. your dick.." you breathily begged. he kissed your inner thigh as approval, inserting another finger inside you as he pump them faster. along with his tongue licking your pussy so good. you rolled your eyes back, pleasure waving over. your thigh was shaking, winning over his arms that was holding them back as you squished his face with your thigh.

when you were close, he pulled out his finger as he gets up. he licks them until they're clean, it made you shiver. "oh baby, need you to cum all over me now." seonghwa went back to his position, this time he's licking your cunt until you cum. his tongue works so perfectly inside you, rolling them smoothly and hitting the right spot. "yes.. more.. ah, i'm gonna-" as soon as you were going to finish your sentence, you moaned out in pleasure as you came onto his tongue. seonghwa cleaned your release so well, not missing any drop behind.

after he licked them clean, he gave your puffy cunt a peck before getting up to get off his boxer. his dick springs out, almost touching your lower stomach. "don't think i am done yet with you. that was only a warmup. well, for me."

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cw/tags: fem reader, unprotected sex, thigh fucking (hongjoong), wet and messy (seonghwa), kitchen sex (yunho), spit (yeosang), anal sex (san), kinda rough sex, spit, big dick (mingi), oral (m receiving) (wooyoung), fingering (jongho)

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you and hongjoong wrapped in a passionate embrace, your tits rubbing against his chest and your tongues tangled together as he steadily thrusts between your thighs, gripping your waist and ass as you both groan into each other’s mouths. the feeling of his slick cock rubbing right up against your clit, so close to just slipping inside where you need him most, drives you mad and you shake your hips, squeezing your thighs tighter around him in the hopes that he’ll fuck you properly soon.

soft moans fall from seonghwa’s lips as he watches you get yourself off on him, grinding your dripping pussy on his cock and making him cum, spurts of white painting your stomach as you help him through his high. frantically slipping his cock inside of you and grinding and bouncing on him until you come, your juices flowing out around him and dripping onto the sheets as you come down, playing with your clit.

yunho can hardly wait for you to get through your front door before he’s pulling off your tight black dress and slipping your panties to the side so he fuck you over the countertop, your leg lifted for better access and his hands gripping your hips as he thrusts into you, relishing in the sound of your sweet moans and the feeling of your tight little pussy clenching around him.

yeosang takes his time teasing you, rubbing you through your pajama pants before he slips them off to get access to your bare pussy. he slowly spreads your lips apart and takes a moment to admire, smiling softly when you start whining for him to give you something more. he gives in to your sweet pleas and spits straight into your hole before sitting up and grabbing his cock, grinding it against your aching clit and sighing in relief.

san couldn’t have been more thrilled that you let him have you like this, bent over and slicked up for him. he strokes himself a few times before easing himself into your pink, puckered hole, gently thrusting and pushing his heavy cock further and further into you, groaning at the feeling of fucking your ass for the first time. you can’t hold back the soft moans spilling from your lips as you reach back and spread yourself wider for him as the pace of his hips grows quicker.

mingi slips an arm under your leg, hitching it up to give him a better angle to pound his fat cock into you, bodies pressed close together as your exchange messy kisses, tongues tangling and spit slipping down between your chins. he can’t help but grab at your hips tight enough to bruise as you slide up the bed from the force of his thrusts, the pleasure nearly overwhelming him as he grinds into your wet heat.

playing with wooyoung’s cock through his shorts, his thumb slipping into your mouth, making your eyes flutter as you glance up at him and suck, tightening your fist over him before letting go and letting him slip his pants down, freeing his heavy cock. spitting on it and slipping him into your mouth, taking your time giving him head while he sweetly strokes your hair, your back, grabs at your ass and groans in pleasure.

your desperate moans are like music to jongho’s ears as he fingers you, twisting and pumping his fingers into you at a lazy pace and smirking down at your writhing figure beneath him. the way you squirm and grasp at your own thighs in pleasure makes his ego soar, head feeling fuzzy as he revels in the feeling of your tight, wet heat wrapped around him. teasing you, he pulls his fingers out and lifts them to your mouth for you to suck clean.

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[seohwang]

Blinding Pavlov.

Seonghwa accidentally comparing you to his abusive ex for being too clingy

Genre: angst to fluff, comfort, gn!reader

Request: cold bf seongwa x clingy gf reader! [...] one day he got irritated so he lashed out comparing his ex to her and the reader cries and distances herself [...] angst to fluff pls thank you <3 (you can find the whole prompt here)

Word count: 6 840 (holy shit, how??)

Warnings: verbal fights, mentions of emotionally manipulative exes, crying (both sides)

A/N: Okay, I admit, I had to alter the prompt a little bit. I don’t really see Seonghwa as someone who would lash out at his partner, so I had to give him some stronger reason for it which then turned it into mainly you consoling him, lol. I also made the reader and Seonghwa’s ex gender-neutral to be more inclusive. Hope that's alright and that you enjoy! <3

A/N 2: Also, I wrote a similar two-part reaction for Ateez before about the two of you arguing, so if you want to check that out as well, you can find it here. 

So, your relationship with Seonghwa has been slowly progressing.

Now, that itself isn't a bad thing, not at all!

If anything, Seonghwa loved spending time with you and getting closer to you, steadily uncovering more and more about one another

However, with the way things have been going lately, there was a strange feeling bubbling up inside him, and not a pleasant one at that

He wasn't sure what it was at first - maybe it was just a second wave of that shy, butterflies-in-your-stomach-inducing bashfulness he felt around you in the beginning?

Unfortunately, no, it wasn't, Seonghwa would soon come to realize

It was doubt.

Doubt, seeping into his mind every time you were around him, giving him any kind of physical affection

Now, that might sound a bit strange, he must admit, but there was a good reason for his uneasiness

You see, as much as Seonghwa enjoyed the newfound avalanche of attention you started giving him as the two of you became more and more comfortable around each other, it also reminded him of certain things

Or a certain someone, rather

Someone he had the displeasure of being in a relationship with prior to meeting you

Someone whose affection started just like this, with gradually increasing physical contact and attention in general, only to then start misusing said affection to guilt-trip Seonghwa into doing whatever they wanted

Seonghwa didn’t realize at first, maybe even seeing it as something cute when he was still in the honeymoon phase, thinking it was just their way of showing how much they liked him

But as time went on, he started to see a new pattern arising

Not only had the amount of attention he was receiving going down, but the only instances he was given any were if he behaved the way his partner wanted

Luckily for him, his friends were there to help him recognize the red flags and give him the courage to break it off, though it still took a few months to do so

And, as is unfortunately normal for humans, despite hating the way he was being treated towards the end of the relationship, Seonghwa found himself beginning to get used to it

That terrifying realization had then served as one of the main factors which pushed him to break up with his ex, but, as he had found out just recently, it might have still come a tad too late

Why, you ask?

Because now, as Seonghwa noticed you getting more and more affectionate with him as time went by, the memories of his previous relationship all came back to him

He didn’t want to doubt you, of course not

He trusted you way too much to actually think you would try to manipulate him later on as well

And yet

The quiet, uncomfortable thought in the back of his mind persisted

He tried to ignore it, he really did

And it seemed to be mostly working so far

Until today, when you were supposed to come over in the evening to hang out together and possibly have a small sleepover

Seonghwa thought this would be a great day for the both of you, picking out the best possible date so that neither of you would have to worry about any errands or responsibilities tonight and just enjoy each other’s company

You were supposed to come sometime around dinner, so Seonghwa should have had enough time to clean up a bit and get started on some food for the both of you

But then, of course, life happened

It started in the morning with just a few minor inconveniences

He woke up late, making him storm through his apartment half-asleep, skipping breakfast just to barely make it to work on time

In his rush, however, he failed to notice the heavy rain outside, causing him to have quite the awakening once he stepped out of the apartment complex

His luck was generous enough to spare him any more hindrances on his way to work, so he did get there on time with a bit (read: a lot) of rushing

But, of course, his streak of misfortune didn’t end there

His superiors suddenly came to the alarming realization that they were all very behind schedule, causing them to have a panicked meeting early in the morning to try and find a way to fix their mess

And that, of course, was done by throwing most of the work on Seonghwa’s division, with Seonghwa specifically catching the majority of the workload as the senior of his working group

This not only meant that he had to stay behind at work, but that he also had to zoom through everything as quickly as possible to even make it to his own apartment on time before you were supposed to come

Fortunately, Seonghwa’s energy and determination carried him through most of the day, and, after what felt like a thousand sighs and moans of stress, he was finally done for the day and free to dash back home

The second he got to his apartment, he slammed the door behind him, throwing his jacket and shoes to the side before rushing further inside to check the clock

Okay, it wasn’t that late yet, so there should still be some time before you’d arrive

You hadn’t agreed on any specific time, since Seonghwa thought he would be ready with everything long before now, but now he really wished you had

!!Aah!! Breathe! It’s fine!

All he had to do was freshen up a bit, change his clothes, put a few things away, and then get to cooking

Especially because he, ever the responsible person he is, had already bought everything he needed for the meal the day before so he didn’t have to waste any more time now

With that in mind, he ran to get changed and wash up, thinking about how many steps of cooking he had ahead of him

However, right after he emerged from his room, the cutesy little tone of the doorbell rang throughout the apartment

Quietly cursing to himself (partly because it meant he didn’t make the food on time, but also partly because his soul almost left his body at the sudden loud sound), he made his way down the hall

Speedwalking over to the door, he opened it to see your cute, beaming face as your eyes met his

“Hi, babe!” You greeted him cheerfully, immediately stepping forward to close the distance between the two of you with a quick peck on his lips

“Hey,” he greeted back with notably less enthusiasm, spending the rest of his energy mustering up a small, tired smile

Putting your coat and boots away, you raised your head up to look at him, noticing the solemn expression all over his face

You straightened back up and examined him worriedly, trying to decipher the unsure look in his eyes as you leaned into him

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You inquired softly, caressing his arm, “are you okay?”

Seonghwa sighed, knowing there was no way around this - after all, even if he did deny it right now, you would notice something was off the second you’d walk into the kitchen anyway

“I’m fine,” Seonghwa muttered, carefully removing your hand from his arm, “just had a lot of unexpected work suddenly thrown at me today, so I got home only a few moments ago and couldn’t make dinner yet, sorry.”

But to his surprise, you didn’t seem disappointed in the slightest; if anything, your grin appeared to grow even wider

“Ah, don’t worry about that, it’s fine! We’ll figure it out,” you reassured him, grabbing the bag you brought with you before walking further into his home

Seonghwa had invited you to sleep over today, and while you weren’t completely sure about it at first, you decided to stay the night in the end, the bag being a quiet confirmation of your decision to him

As you walked down the hallway, Seonghwa silently trailed behind you, unable to shake off the mild uneasiness he felt from when your hand had reached for his arm

Once again, he couldn’t help but feel the irrational doubt of what your touches actually meant

He knew it was stupid - you would never treat him the same way his ex did, right?

He almost bumped into your back as you stopped in your tracks in the middle of the living room, plopping your bag down near the couch before turning around to face him, an adorable yet resolute smile gracing your lips

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to get really hungry. You said you didn’t have time to make dinner yet, right?” You questioned, receiving a confirming hum from Seonghwa in return

“Okay, then let’s get to it, shall we?” You declare, walking over to Seonghwa to lightly pat him on the back, “I’ll just go change really quick and then I’ll come help you, hm? You can go get the ingredients ready in the meantime if you want since I don’t know where anything in your kitchen is anyway.”

And with a small chuckle, you turned around to unzip your bag, taking out a comfortable pair of leggings and a T-shirt to change into

With a silent nod (not that you could see it anyway), Seonghwa shuffled over to the kitchen, rummaging through his drawers and cabinets to get the things you were going to need

He could still feel your touch linger on his skin, creating a puzzling mix of warmth and cold within

He knew he would have probably brushed all of this off if it were any other day, but today specifically, it seemed as though the overwhelming stress and tiredness amplified all of the inner conflict going on inside him

Even the tiniest things were irritating him right now, each of your touches making him feel just a little more on edge as-

“Okay, I’m ready!” You announced happily as you appeared in the doorframe, strutting over to his side to take the pot he was stiffly holding from his hands and put it on the stove

“So, what are we making?”

The rest of the evening went by pretty quickly as you helped Seonghwa cut different vegetables, boil the pasta, and get the silverware and dishes ready

Of course, you made sure to sprinkle in lots of affectionate gestures, from complimenting him on his cute colorful set of plates to giving him a warm, loving back hug as you watched him stir the contents of the pot

You weren’t blind by any means - maybe you’d even go as far as to call yourself pretty aware and attentive, meaning you’d definitely noticed the distant, sullen look in Seonghwa’s eyes throughout the evening

He was nothing like your usual Seonghwa - no smiles, no gentle words of help or advice, not even one of his rare, cheeky little remarks

Something was wrong, and although he already told you it was because he was just tired and stressed from work, you could tell that likely wasn’t the only reason

But seeing how he was barely holding himself upright (you’d offered him to sit down and let you finish the meal twice, but he’d declined both times), you decided it might be better to just leave the questions for later, if not for another time entirely

After a few more minutes, you were finally done with the dish, and you had to admit - it looked really good

Wrapping your arms around his middle with a content hum, you leaned to the side to watch as Seonghwa evenly poured everything into the two bowls you put on the counter, excited to finally eat together

You noticed how he froze in your hold for a second before resuming what he was doing, but decided not to comment on it

“It looks amazing,” you commented, breaking the silence in the room, “I’m really proud of us.”

Seonghwa gave you a small smile in return, carefully wriggling himself out of your hold to hand you your food before slowly making his way out of the kitchen and into the living room

“Wanna watch something while we eat?” He asked, plopping down on the couch

“Sure, what do you want to watch?” You asked back, making your way over to sit next to him

“Hmm, let’s see,” Seonghwa replied thoughtfully, turning on the TV to skim through the huge list of movies and shows

In the end, you decided to just settle on some random movie that caught your attention, not really needing to watch anything extraordinary while eating

It’s not like either of you focused on the movie much anyway, too engrossed in your food after a long day of being hungry to pay anything else any mind

Though, even after you finished eating, it didn’t seem like either of you really knew what they were watching

You because you were too distracted thinking of a way to cheer Seonghwa up and find out why he’d been so distant today (and lately in general, as you’d come to realize)

And Seonghwa because he was far too distracted by his own thoughts to focus on anything else

He could feel your thigh lightly resting against his, serving as a constant reminder of his earlier pondering

He took in his current situation, being reminded far too much of a bitter memory from his previous relationship

One which started out exactly like this

He was hanging out with his partner, with him watching a random TV show while they idly scrolled on their phone beside him

They leaned on him as they relaxed, giving him a smile or a comforting leg squeeze every once in a while

But then, the all-too-familiar happened

“Hwa, do you think you could drive me to the venue tomorrow morning? My car’s still being repaired so I can’t,” Minjae whined cutely, hanging onto Seonghwa’s arm as they sat on his couch together

He paused the show they were watching, turning his head to face them

Just as he expected, they were pulling those over-the-top puppy eyes, looking right back at him with a pout

He swallowed down the nervous lump in his throat, already knowing what was likely going to happen

“Uh, baby, I-I’m really sorry but I can’t, you know I have to go to work early tomorrow...” he trailed off, watching the cutesy expression on their face drop as they took in his words

As always, they proceeded to immediately pull away from him, staring at him incredulously as they spoke: “What do you mean? How else am I supposed to get there then? I’ve literally told you about this two weeks ago, I thought it was obvious you would have to drive me there when my own car is busted.”

Seonghwa let out a timid chuckle, fiddling with the remote control anxiously as their tone of voice immediately turned accusatory

“I-I don’t know, I didn’t think you would expect me to drive you there when I physically can’t because of work.”

Minjae’s eyes suddenly lit up as a seemingly new idea came to them: “Oh, then how about this! You let me borrow your car tomorrow and take the bus! It will be just one day so it’s fine, right?”

Seonghwa stilled at their exclamation, unsure of what to say

“M-Minjae, do you know how few buses actually drive over to my workplace? The latest one I can take would still make me an hour early! And God knows if there even are any buses stopping there in the evening! Can’t you just take the bus yourself?”

He could feel his throat constricting as the argument went on, hating how his anxiety still managed to spike despite fights like this happening so often

The look on Minjae’s face immediately let him know that that was a horrible suggestion, but they made sure to tell him as well: “Are you serious? You’re expecting me to take the fucking bus there with those  expensive clothes and shoes? You’re kidding, right?” They chuckled incredulously, turning away from him with a bitter tone: “just say you hate me and don’t want to help me, it’s fine.”

Seonghwa’s eyes widened at the statement, brain coming to a halt at the startling accusation

“What?! When have I ever said that? Minjae, you know I would love to drive you there, but I just- I can’t...”

But, of course, no matter how much he tried to reason with them, it was futile

After a few moments of tense silence, he finally broke, inwardly cursing himself for giving in yet again, but speaking up nonetheless: “Okay, fine, I’ll just-I’ll sort myself out somehow, do whatever you want.”

His thoughts were forced to a halt as you suddenly turned your body to him, gently moving to lay your legs over his lap, head tilting up to look at him as you hugged his arm

“Whatcha thinking about? You’re barely even watching the movie,” you chuckled, noticing his startled eyes instantly dart to you as he was pulled from his daydream

Watching you, Seonghwa could feel that same anxiety he used to feel begin to well up in him again, making him hyper-aware of just how close you were to him

He hated that you unknowingly made him feel like this, it felt as if he was betraying you or lying to you somehow, even though he knew there was nothing to feel bad about

“Ah, it’s- it’s nothing, really,” he replied as he looked back at you, forcing a smile that only made his stomach churn even more

Fuck, he was doing it again, wasn’t he?

Trying to accommodate to his partner, hiding his own discomfort in order to not ruin their mood

Deciding he’d had enough, he hastily continued: “A-actually, I was thinking I might go to bed early today, sorry. I’ve just been really tired and- yeah, I’m just pretty tired after all the rush at work.”

He watched your face drop as you gave him a sad, worried look, feeling like this was some sort of twisted deja vu

If he was feeling just anxious before, then right now he needed to go

“What? But it’s still so early,” you tried to reason, giving him a confused pout, “we’ve barely even done anything.”

He knew you meant well, he believed you fully and knew there was no malice behind your words, and yet he suddenly felt trapped under you, mind going frantic

“L-look, Y/N, I know it’s early and that you wanted to spend more time together tonight, and I’m really sorry about that, I really am, but- but I think I should just go to bed,” he rambled insistently, gingerly grabbing your legs to get them off his lap

You, however, seemed a bit more persistent than usual, leaning in to cling onto Seonghwa even tighter, “oh come on, babe, please? If I knew you were gonna end it this early, I would have spent the time with you more wisely!” You exclaimed jokingly, trying to ease the strange tension a bit

Seonghwa just let out a shaky sigh, eyebrows furrowing as he looked away, trying to get you to move again so he could stand up, “Y/N, please, I-”

“Just five more minutes, Hwa, please! That’s all I-”

“Can you just fucking stop?!” Seonghwa suddenly yelled, making you jump

“H-Hwa, I-” you began, unsure of what to say as you pulled away from him, letting him finally stand up

However, before you could conjure up anything more, Seonghwa continued: “Don’t call me that! I just told you I wanted to go to bed, is it so hard to respect that?”

You just stayed quiet, sitting frozen in your spot as you looked up at your upset boyfriend

He let out a heavy breath, carding his fingers through his hair, eyes flitting everywhere but to you, “I swear, you’re becoming just like Minjae! Why does everything always have to revolve around you? Can’t you ever try and see how I feel, huh? Have you always been this clingy and restrictive?”

“Seonghwa, I think that’s enough,” you raised your own trembling voice as tears began to well up in your eyes

It was then that Seonghwa finally looked down at you again, feeling a pang in his heart at the sight, knowing it was him who caused this

Him, who was so irrationally scared of getting hurt by you that he ended up hurting you instead

“Y/N, I’m sorry-”

But before he could say anything else you just stood up, picked up the two bowls from the table, and made your way back into the kitchen without another word

A new wave of silence rang throughout the room, leaving Seonghwa to think about what had just gone down

He felt horribly sorry already, but with the adrenaline still pumping through his veins, he knew he should probably calm down first before trying to talk to you again

And so he did, leaving the living room as well to get ready for bed and hopefully sort out the rampage of conflicting thoughts running through his mind during it

Meanwhile, you found yourself alone in the kitchen, walking over to the sink with a blurry vision as you tried to fight back the tears, but to no avail

Soon, you were silently washing the dishes, tears running down your cheeks as you recalled the fight in your head

Did he really mean what he’d said? Were you selfish and clingy? Were you not caring enough?

You thought that what you were doing was normal, that you were just getting more affectionate with Seonghwa as your relationship naturally progressed, but this sudden outburst just threw all of that security out the window

You couldn’t help but feel confused, unsure of how you were supposed to act from now on if something as mild as this made Seonghwa lash out this bad at you of nowhere

But it was exactly that sudden, abnormal nature of it that made you rethink everything, trying to focus more rationally on what he’d said and how he said it

And then, as you thought about it more and more, you were slowly starting to piece the puzzle together - the unusual quietness, how he pushed you away whenever you tried to touch him, how distant he’d been in general, and, of course, the completely random mention of Minjae, his ex he’d apparently broken up with on really bad terms two years ago

No matter how much you tried to think about it, things just weren’t adding up

This wasn’t your Seonghwa - your calm, nice, cheerful boyfriend who always loved to spend time with you, who always made sure to communicate properly and solve things as peacefully as possible

No, there just had to be more to this that you didn’t know about

Something that would explain the sudden outburst

And so, you decided to give it time, letting the both of you calm down in your own bubbles before you’d be ready to talk

After washing all the dishes, you quietly made your way back to the couch, dropping down on it unceremoniously before pulling out your phone

You could hear the shower running in the bathroom, letting you know Seonghwa was still awake and probably contemplating everything as well

And, sure enough, a few minutes later you heard the shower stop, followed by a few more minutes of rustling around before the bathroom door eventually opened

A tense, unsure silence hung in the air, and you could almost feel the hesitance radiating from Seonghwa all the way down the hallway

After a few short moments, you heard the sound of feet padding on the floor, slowly growing nearer and nearer

Until finally, your boyfriend’s head peeked from around the corner, eyes visibly widening when he realized you were already looking at him

Sheepishly, he emerged from behind the wall in his cute, soft pajamas, meekly standing before you

After a short pause of not knowing where or how to begin, he finally spoke

“I-I’m, um, I’m going to bed,” he announces, watching you expectantly

Admittedly, you were a bit confused and disappointed by the statement

Was that it?

You weren’t sure how to respond

Was he going to try to pretend the outburst never happened? Did he need more time to process everything? What exactly were you supposed to say?

“Oh, um, okay,” you slowly replied, watching him tentatively, “goodnight.”

Seonghwa’s face dropped a bit at your curt response, eyes flitting across the floor as he tried to think of a response, a light, embarrassed blush slowly spreading over his cheeks

“No, I meant like- you’re free to join me, if you want. I’ll wait for you to get ready for bed too so we can fall asleep together and- uh, yeah.”

Ah.

Another round of silence broke out between the two of you as you contemplated your options while Seonghwa nervously awaited your reply

On one hand, you really wanted to say yes

To just put all of this behind you and go back to how things were before tonight

To only focus on the good parts of your relationship and pretend this never happened

On the other hand, however, you knew this wasn’t something you could just easily forget about

Clearly, as you’d come to realize, this was an issue that had been troubling Seonghwa for a while, and you’d hate to have it go ignored just because it might be uncomfortable to talk about at first

Because if this was something bigger (and judging by Seonghwa’s actions less than an hour ago, it clearly was), it would probably resurface again at some later point in your relationship anyway

And even if it didn’t, what kind of partner would you be if you didn’t help your loving boyfriend with his troubles when he obviously needed it?

You wanted him to be happy again, to be himself again, and ignoring tonight wasn’t going to accomplish any of that

“Oh, uh, well,” you began, unsure of how to phrase yourself, “thank you for the offer, but I think I’ll stay up a bit longer, so you don’t have to wait for me.”

You gave him a small, encouraging smile, but for Seonghwa, it seemed to do the opposite

He felt like a lost puppy, trying to do anything and everything to get you to forget about this, and yet you denied his every attempt at reconciliation

But there was a reason for that, wasn’t there?

After all, why would you accept such a poor attempt at smoothing things out?

Clearly, you wanted and expected answers from him

It was the least you deserved, he admitted to himself

After all he’d said and done today, you at least deserved a mature explanation and apology, and he knew he had to- no, wanted to give it to you

And so, with a sigh of defeat, he walked over to the couch, leaving a bit of space between the two of you as he sat down

“No, you’re right,” he admitted, folding his hands in his lap timidly, “we should talk about this first. If you want to, that is.”

A relieved smile crept onto your lips, watching the way your boyfriend subconsciously tried to make himself smaller next to you, holding his breath in anticipation of your reply

“Of course I want to talk, I just wasn’t sure if you were ready to do so as well.”

At that, he gave you a shy smile of his own, gingerly glancing up at you before letting his gaze fall again, “I am now. I guess I just needed some time to calm down first, sorry.”

You sat up in your spot, almost reaching over to comfort him, but then you quickly restrained yourself, scared to touch him without his permission

“H-Seonghwa, it’s okay. You’ve had a long day today so I get that you were on edge. It happens,” you tried to console him, stopping yourself from saying the pet name that caused him to break before at the last second

Seonghwa shook his head, “no, that’s not what it was. Or not the main cause, at least.”

You waited expectantly for a few seconds, but when he didn’t elaborate, you decided to give him another nudge

“Then what was it?” you inquired gently, “you can tell me anything, it’s okay.”

His head hung low at your words, feeling even more ashamed of himself now that you were talking

How could he ever think you would treat him badly, even if just subconsciously?

The devastated look on your face the moment he started yelling already proved to him just how wrong he was, but hearing you care for him so much just drove the guilt in even deeper

“I know I can, it’s just that...I’m sorry, I really am. I know that you’re mad at me- and rightfully so, but just know that I didn’t mean anything I said, I promise. I don’t usually get mad like this, so I was surprised as well.”

This time, you couldn’t help yourself, reaching over to softly grab his hand

Luckily, he didn’t seem to mind, so you continued: “Baby, I’m not mad,” you said, making Seonghwa glance up at you with big, surprised eyes

“I definitely don’t appreciate what you did, and your words did hurt me, but I can also see that there’s something else going on that you’re not telling me about. I have no problem forgetting about all of this after today, but I need you to talk to me. What is it that’s bothering you?”

Seonghwa let out a sad chuckle at your words, gazing down at your joint hands, “nothing ever gets past you, does it?”

Raising his head to meet your gaze, he continued: “Alright then. It will probably sound pretty stupid now, but I’ll tell you.”

You didn’t say anything, only looking at him expectantly as you waited for him to keep going

You could see the gears turning in his head, mustering up both the right words to describe everything and the courage to say them

“Actually, all of this is...it’s because of my ex,” he admitted, playing with your hand absentmindedly as he spoke, “I’ve never really told you about them since I never saw a reason to bring them up, but lately I’ve been reconsidering telling you.”

After pausing to take a deep breath, he continued: “You see, my ex wasn’t exactly...great, so to speak. It started out just fine, but, um, as things went on, they started to get kind of manipulative, I guess? Like, as we started to become closer physically, they started to use it against me to get me to do whatever they wanted, and, and I-”

Seonghwa suddenly stopped, looking down to hide his teary eyes

He hated how talking about this made him feel, how his ex somehow managed to still have such an effect on him even after they’d long broken up

And most of all, he felt embarrassed to have you see him like this, crying about something so...well, stupid, as Seonghwa would describe it

You gave his hand a light squeeze, reaching over for the tissue box on the coffee table with the other

“It’s okay, take your time. I’m here,” you reassured him, handing him a tissue

Seonghwa took it with a quiet “thank you”, wiping at his eyes quickly as he lowered his gaze again

You took the chance to place a small kiss on the top of his head, however, making your boyfriend let out a light chuckle below you

“Thanks,” he repeated hoarsely, clearing his throat as he straightened himself back up, “sorry, I don’t know what came over me there.”

“It’s fine, you can cry if you need to,” you encouraged him, flashing him a reassuring, non-judgemental smile

He just nodded in response, taking another brief moment to calm down before returning to his explanation

“So, as I was saying - basically, our relationship went really downhill after that, and even though I was lucky enough to break it off pretty early, it looks like it still left some lasting effects I didn’t know about until just recently. And so when the two of us started to get closer, I guess it just reminded me of how the last relationship went and my mind saw some similarities and it made me irrationally anxious about everything from then on. It felt like I was expecting you to start treating me the same way, even though I knew you wouldn’t, but I just couldn’t help it and then- then I had an awful day today and I was already feeling pretty on edge because of that but I tried to suppress it around you, which just made me even more upset and I ended up lashing out at you completely unprompted and I’m really, really sorry, Y/N.”

A fresh wave of tears glossed over his eyes by the end of his long-winded explanation, making him look away again, uncomfortable with the new, unknown level of vulnerability he was showing just now

You weren’t having any of that, however, feeling your heart break at the sad, fragile sight of your boyfriend

Not only were you absolutely devastated by what he’d had to endure before, but seeing just how ashamed Seonghwa was simply by being vulnerable like this with you just made you absolutely miserable

“Oh baby, can I hug you?” You asked tenderly, not wanting to do anything that would cause him any more discomfort

He nodded wordlessly, wiping away any more tears threatening to fall with his sleeve

Not wasting a single second, you immediately brought him into you, letting his head rest against your chest as you smoothed languid circles on his back to try and comfort him, feeling his arms wrap around your waist to keep you close to him as well

“It’s okay bub, I got you,” you whispered to him, eliciting a muffled sniffle and a weak nod from him

“There’s a lot I want to say about all of this, but I’d mostly just like to say I’m really, really sorry you had to go through all that and that it made you scared to let your guard down around me,” you carefully began, pausing momentarily to give the crown of his head another quick peck

“But I also need you to know that it’s not your fault, hun,” you continued, feeling his hold on you tighten even more, “I know you trust me, but there are just some habits that are hard to let go of even after a long time, and that’s okay.”

There was a moment of silence between the two of you as you allowed Seonghwa to process your words

“...So you’re really not mad?” He asked tentatively, still unable to shake his worries

After all, could you blame him?

He was expecting a lot of possible things to happen, but never did he think you would be this understanding

He’d spent all this time keeping everything inside, sure that it was something trivial anyway and he was just making a big deal out of nothing, that he was just weak and distrustful of you

But hearing you validate all of his troubles with nothing but complete, honest empathy, he almost wanted to cry all over again just because of that gesture alone

You gave him a quick squeeze in your hold, moving your free hand up to ruffle his hair a little

“Of course not! I just wish you would have told me all of this sooner so you didn’t have to bottle it up inside for so long,” you replied, finally voicing your true concerns

“And I mean that about you not feeling well also. If you ever feel stressed again like you did today and don’t want me to touch you, please tell me. The last thing I want to do is to make you uncomfortable in any way.”

At that, Seonghwa finally pulled away, letting you see his red, wet, puffy face

He gave you a sorry smile, wiping away any remaining hints of tears, “I will, don’t worry.”

You showed him a kind smile back, reaching up to tuck some of his disheveled hair back in place

“Good. Now, about that offer from before - do you still want to go to bed together?”

Seonghwa let out a small hum of confirmation, offering you his hand as he stood up, helping you get up as well

Just as promised, he waited in bed for you, keeping it warm and cozy for you as he thought back to everything you’d said

His thoughts were interrupted when you stepped out of the bathroom, going through the apartment to turn off all the lights before making your way into the bedroom

Seonghwa grinned when he saw your pretty, flowery pajamas, automatically rolling onto his side to face you as you turned the light off and went to your half of the bed

Despite not living together (not yet, at least), you’ve already split the bed into your and Seonghwa’s halves - a decision that frankly made Seonghwa’s heart skip a beat whenever he thought about it

Because even when you weren’t there and he went to bed by himself, it would still remind him of you; of the cozy domesticity you shared together whenever you came over

You slipped under the covers, enjoying the warmth for a moment before moving to mirror Seonghwa’s position

Quietly, he snaked one of his hands over to you, clumsily finding your own to hold in the dark

“Thank you,” he spoke in a hushed voice, breaking the comfortable silence, “you’ve been nothing but understanding today and I really appreciate it.”

You smiled, even though you were almost sure Seonghwa couldn’t see it anyways, heart swelling at his tender tone

“Of course, I could never be mad at you for something like this. I’m glad we could talk everything out and make it better.”

At that, he paused

“Well, you’re right about that,” he hummed thoughtfully, “but I’m not sure if it’s going to be that easy. Even though we resolved everything, it might still take me a bit to truly break that habit, you know.”

You squeezed his hand at his words, rubbing your thumb over the back of it

“I know, don’t worry. I don’t expect you to change immediately just because you explained the problem to me today. I get that it will take a while, and that’s okay.”

You stopped talking as you lifted yourself up to carefully shuffle closer to Seonghwa, making sure not to accidentally bump into him

At last, your eyes were able to make out the silhouette of your boyfriend, letting yourself curl up into his chest with a content sigh

“All that matters is that we’re finally on the same page and I know what’s going on. As long as I know why this might happen sometimes, I’ll know to give you space without taking it to heart.”

Seonghwa’s heart warmed at your words, hands seemingly moving on their own to keep you close to him as well, letting you rest in his embrace

Had it been any other time, he would have probably gone on a long, sappy tangent in his head, wondering about how he managed to get himself someone so kind and empathetic as you

But right now, after a long, hard, and stressful day at work, and an even more stressful conversation at home, he was ready to drift off any second now

And so, not wanting to risk falling asleep before he could respond, he spoke the only thought that still remained strong in his tired mind, staying with him even after all else had been long clouded over

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Celebrating Valentines Day {Hyung Line}

Headcanons/Scenarios: How you celebrate Valentines Day together - Hyung Line

{Maknae Line}

Pairings: Ateez Hyung Line x Gn!Reader (separate)

Warnings: Mentions of food/eating

Words: 0.6k

Seonghwa

Seonghwa is a classic romantic.

So when you woke up on Valentines morning you wouldn't find him in the bed beside you, but a single flower on his pillow instead.

He would surprise you with breakfast in bed, more flowers, and your favorite chocolates/candy.

Seonghwa gets gratification out of how you react to this, and his smile would never leave his face.

It would shine even brighter when you surprised him with his own flowers and gift that you had gotten him.

He got you matching couple rings as a present, sort of like promise rings in a way.

If you don't wear rings he would get you a chain so you could where it around your neck, or hang it somewhere.

You spent the day together before going out to a special dinner together.

Ending the night with a lovely walk, holding hands while looking up at the starry sky.

Hongjoong

Hongjoong would stress about how to surprise you on Valentines Day.

You had a reservation at one of your favorite restaurants for dinner

But, he wanted to do something unique, fun and special before then.

After various ideas and scrapped plans, he decided on taking you to a flower market.

He bought you one of every flower you loved.

So by the end you ended up with two enormous bouquets.

They also had various sweets and desserts, which he bought you many of as well.

Even though you enjoyed the market Hongjoong knew it wouldn't feel like enough to him.

So he had spent the few days prior finishing a song he had been working on for some time.

It was dedicated to you, and showcased his love for you.

It was beautiful and heartfelt, and one of the best gifts you could have ever asked for.

Yunho

Yunho decided to take you on a picnic for Valentines Day.

He had asked you about it before, to make sure it was something you would enjoy.

You were very happy with the idea and helped him plan various foods and drinks.

You even baked a cake together, complete with strawberry hearts.

You spent the morning preparing the food together.

He took you to a cute and somewhat secluded spot in a wooded park with a view of a small rive.

Yunho surprised you with a chain that had a key with an engraved heart an Yunho's initials on it.

He had a matching chain on that he had been wearing around his neck unseen by you.

It was a lock with a heart on it and your initials.

Because to Yunho, you had the key to his heart.

Yes it was cheesy, but it was cute.

You spent most of the day lounging around in the park, playing games like tag, hide and seek and I Spy.

The day didn't have to be exciting and "special" for the two of you to enjoy it to the fullest.

Yeosang

I imagine Valentines Day is yours and Yeosang's anniversary.

He admitted his feelings on a previous Valentines Day and the two of you started dating.

So each Valentines for you was a bit more special.

After you surprised Yeosang with a cute breakfast - which he adored- the two of you took a trip to the beach.

It was a bit cold, but he made sure you dressed warm.

He bought you a hot drink, and held your hand.

The two of you walked along the beach for a couple hours before walking around the nearest town.

You got food and did some shopping.

He bought you flowers and some decadent chocolates, while you bought him a teddy bear and some cakes.

You ended up booking a hotel near the beach for the night before getting dinner.

You watched the sunset on the beach your head on his shoulder as he held your hand tightly.

Bonus: I think Yeosang would propose to you on your anniversary/Valentines Day as well once you had been together for a few years.

xx

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𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞-𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 | ateez ensemble

a geondal/organised crime!ateez series

𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 : You just wanted to live, never wanted to be rich, yet ten years later, you are swimming in money— planning to drown in it, and maybe because it's fate, there's a bounty put on you by a past you didn't know would catch up.

As their secret getaway driver to success, your men say you should be more careful, but it's been a while nobody knew what you are capable of, hasn't it?

It's time for one final ride, Y/N.

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Home | (seonghwa smut)

Pairing: TattooArtistEx!Seonghwa X Ex!Reader

Synopsis: Seonghwa and you broke up over a year ago. If you were over him, why were you knocking at his door?

Genre: smut, angst, fluff

Word Count: 5.8K

Warning: unprotected sex. creampie. oral (both receiving) dachyphilia. facefuck. fingering. masturbation. praise. body worshiping. petnames (love, darling, baby). cum swallowing. marking, biting. swearing. mentions of alcohol. it’s very angsty in the beggining but it gets better towards the middle. hwa and reader have some unsolved problems. reader has some mental health issues

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A/N: i love being a shinestar and having this type of brainrot at 9AM on a monday :D

You shouldn’t be doing this. You shouldn’t be there. You shouldn't even think about the possibility of going there, but there you are, at your ex’s door, waiting for him to open. Your whole body shivers, the cold of the night making your overall mood even worse. 

Your break up with Seonghwa was not exactly amicable. There was still some hard feeling left between you two, things that were never discussed or mentioned. Your contact with him was close to none, only exchanging polite hello’s when you saw each other at parties or gatherings. You lost your memories about the time you had finished dialing his number and warning you would be at his house by twenty. You did not remember when or even how your feet had brought you where you were at the moment, only that you were there right now, waiting for him to open the door after you had ringed the bell. 

You were staring blankly at your phone screen when the screech of the door opening startled you, eyes shifting fast towards your front as you stared back at the man. He had a towel around his neck, hair slicked back with what appeared to be hair dye on it, the color of his locks now being a platinum blonde. It complements the rest of his appearance, you thought. The tank top he wore made his tattoos visible, the ink covering both of his arms from shoulder all the way to the tip of his fingers. Both of you stared at each other for a few seconds before saying anything.

“Did you want something, Y/N?” He asked, one eyebrow arching in confusion. You did not give an explanation as to why you were there, you just said you were going to appear, and you kept your promise. Your mouth opened, but no sound came out of it, your body resorting to just walking in his house without previous warning, dropping your bag on his couch and sitting right by it. Seonghwa only stared at you, not bothering to question a single thing, closing the door right after and throwing his keys on the coffee table in front of you. He knew something was wrong, he knew you like the back of his hand. You two had dated for five years for god sakes. 

“I’m going to shower to take this off” He pointed back at his hair “And then we can talk if you want” You nodded, seeing him disappear on the main corridor as he left. Your eyes darted around his living room, soaking back all of the information. You knew that living room for the past six years of your life, coming here every day after his work-shift ended, crashing on his couch together to watch something and sleeping together right after. You knew the blueprint of his house by heart, yet something looked off about the place. Maybe it was the lack of pictures of you two together, maybe it was the lack of decoration you had gifted him, maybe he had just changed things around. 

Or maybe it was the huge box right by the window, top opened and rubbing on you in a very weird way. You had never seen this box in the five years you two dated, so its presence was very eerie to say the least. You tried to distract yourself by looking around and finding other stuff to pay attention to, but your eyes kept coming back again to the opened box. You could just take a peek inside and not tell Hwa, after all, what could be hidden there that was so outrageous? New clothes? New equipment for his tattoo studio? Something for his dog? A gift for a new girlfriend?

A gift for a new girlfriend. Your heart sank when this thought hit you. It could very much be something for a new partner he had found, Seonghwa was always very low profile about his dating life, even when you two dated. His parents found out about you two after two years of dating, by accident, on a new years eve. Not the greatest way to meet your in-laws. Your legs shifted around, wanting to wander closer to the box, but your mind said it was not right. It was his privacy, and he had every right to it, even if it meant you would stay curious about the box’s content forever.

“So” You snapped back to reality after hearing him, head darting towards the direction of his tone. He was in the open kitchen, grabbing something from the fridge as he spoke “May I ask the reasoning behind your unexpected visit? I’m not really used to having guests at…” He looked at his clock, closing the fridge door with his hips as his hands were full with two drink cans “Midnight on a thursday. I’m not complaining, tho” He walked back to the couch, sitting by your side and handing over the beer can, keeping the juice one to himself. You paid attention to how far he was, almost sitting two feet away from you “Did something happen?” He sounded worried. 

You looked back at him, biting your lip. The look on his face, the same one he always gave you when you came back exhausted from work, or when you said you had a fall out with your parents, or when you said one of your friends had done something terrible. That sweet, tender look that made you feel cozy, like begin next to a fireplace. You felt your heart thumping again, that was not the time to start having feelings again for your ex. 

“I, hum” You scratched the back of your ear, not sure how to start this conversation, nor if he was even gonna be interested in said conversation, You cleared your throat “I just left the house of this dude I was seeing…”

“Oh…” The tender look on his face shifted to a more stoic one, tone sounding disappointed on the matter of the conversation “How… did that go?” He brought the can to his lips, gulping on the juice.

“I caught him sleeping with a girl and a guy, all three together” You saw him choking on the drink, coughing hard as he tried to stop his reaction. He breathed deeply, looking right back at you with an incredulous face “That was not the reaction I was expecting” You wished you could laugh, but the sadness of being cheated on was bigger.

“Pardon my beautiful reaction, definitely not one of my best moments” You chuckled lightly “Fuck that it was with a girl and a dude. He cheated on you?” The emphasis he gave on “cheated” made your stomach churl. He sounded even more worried, if not a little angry “Some random ass guy decided that… he was going to cheat on you?” 

“I… guess that happens?” You tried to laugh off, seeing how he did not find it funny at all. You bit your lip nervously again, fingertips tapping on the cold can in your hands. Breathing deeply, your mind was too distracted to notice the tears starting to form at the corners of your eyes, glistening with the dim light of the room and catching Seonghwa’s attention. He brought his thumb to your face, gently wiping away said tears. 

“Don’t cry for a man like that. If you can even call him a man” He mumbled, face again filled with worry and seriousness. Yes you two had broken up. Yes you two did not end on the best of terms. Yes he was still worried with you and with your emotional state “He did not deserve you” 

“I don’t deserve anyone” Your voice was barely audible, whispering as your mind slowly spiraled down into a field of darkness. Seeing someone you had grown feelings for cheat on you had a terrible effect on your head, even if you did not want to admit it. You were slowly breaking down in front of Hwa, he could see it. You opened your mouth to say something else, but the words got caught on your throat as you felt his hand on yours, holding it tightly

“Don’t you dare to say that” He was stern, almost like he was scolding you “You deserve someone good that treats you right” 

“I broke up with the last good person that treated me right for some dumb reason I don’t even remember” You blured out, looking right back at him with hurt in your eyes. He knew you were talking about him. Seonghwa could feel his heart clench at what you said, biting his own lip to swallow down the knot on his throat. He couldn’t remember why you two broke up either, only knowing that it left a bitter taste on his tongue for the past year. His eyes averted yours, looking back at the can in his hand “See? You can’t even look at me properly anymore. I don’t deserve someone good when I treat others the way I do”

You felt the tears gathering in your eyes quickly streaming down your cheeks, head bowing down as you started to sob softly. You were not lying when you said you couldn’t even remember why you had broken up with him, you couldn’t remember anything from the first three months of the break up, only that you cried every single day thinking about him and wanting him back. All that turmoil was coming back, making you try to hide your face between your hands, not wanting him to see you and not wanting to see his reaction at all. You felt his hand leave yours, only to feel it again on your arm as your whole body was pushed against his. His arms wrapped around you, hugging you tightly and holding you close to him. 

“Go ahead. Let it all out” He said softly, fingers gently running through your hair as you broke down on his arms, crying uncontrollably as you stained his white tank top with your mascara. You had prepped yourself up today, putting on some makeup, choosing a nice outfit and doing your hair. You felt gorgeous when you walked out of your house, all that to be thrown right out of the window when you saw the guy sleeping with two other people. Hwa thought you looked stunning, but he would never say it out loud, afraid you would find him weird or even obsessed. As you started to calm down, you felt his thumbs rubbing against your cheeks, wiping poorly away the tears and makeup that stained your face. You looked back at him, his big eyes looking over at you with sadness and care "Let's get you ready to rest. You had a horrible day" 

The feeling of being back on his bed was weirdly comforting. The soft sheets that never spend more than two days without getting washed, his comfy pillows that smelled just like him, the huge mattress that felt like sleeping on a cloud, it was truly like the best deja vu. Hwa had made you take a nice hot shower, accidentally leaving the box of his dye in the sink before leaving the bathroom so you could have your privacy. You laughed softly seeing everything he had used to carefully dye his hair, how he had a bunch of tissue paper, two pairs of used rubber gloves and a neatly clean bow with a brush, only some reminiscence of the dye being left on it. You showered thoroughly, letting the water hit your skin and warm your cold and tired body, cleaning yourself up and feeling refreshed. Seonghwa lent you some of his clothes, including one of his boxer briefs because according to him "He was going to wash all his dark clothes that week anyway" You chuckled when you said that, thinking it was classic of his mom-like behaviour. His clothes smelled fresh, and his huge fuzzy sweater fitted like a dress on you just like it did on him, the pants being a little too baggy, but still feeling nice and comfortable. Laying now at his bed, you looked around the room, searching for all the little details you could remember, and smiling softly when you noticed Cocoa, his dog, sleeping in his bean bag at one of the corners of the room. 

He had kept the room intact. The huge dresser was still in the same place, the mirror covered in stickers was still right by the dresser. His work station was still filled with piles of paper and books, a little adjustable light shining on them, reflecting back on the drawing and lettering he did everyday. A tiny bookshelf could be seen above it, filled with mangas or romance novels he had read at least five times. You kept smiling while looking around, remembering all the countless times you were in that room, whether to sleep or to do something else. Your eyes shifted around his work area, gaze fixing upon one of the papers that were taped onto the wall. A lettering he had made of your name, with his signature letter. You remember when you first saw it, being utterly amazed by his skills and hopelessly in love by the dedication and thought he has put on it. He even gave you a handmade copy on a frame of the lettering as a gift. You could feel your heart thumping again in your chest, the feeling of being in love with Seonghwa resurfacing against your will. You heard the door open, looking back at it and seeing him in his pajamas. The navy blue pooped out on his skin, complementing the newly colored hair and almost making him shine. He lay by your side, whole body turning to your direction just like yours did to his. You two stared at each other for a couple of seconds, just soaking in the feeling of being this close again. 

"Feeling better?" His voice sounded tired, and you felt guilty, even if his smile tried to say the contrary. You nodded with your head "Good, good. You're gonna be fine by the morning, don't worry" He assured, pulling the sheets on top of you both "Nothing that a good night of sleep can't help" 

He stared right back at you, saying nothing. Even if you wanted to sleep, you couldn't. You were tired, yes, but there was something keeping you awake, you didn't want to go to sleep without saying nothing, and leave in the next morning pretending nothing ever happened. Your heart just couldn't. Your gaze kept fixed on his, looking at every single little detail of his face. His pretty doe eyes that looked a little bit tired, but also worried; His strong sharp eyebrows that furred a bit while looking back at you; His pretty cheek that had a light flush of crimson painted on them, as if he was shy; His wet hair that feel back in his forehead and pillow, hiding a bit of his face but also complementing him; His pouty and pink lips, that stood on a straight line as if he was thinking about something. He was so gorgeous, even when in a vulnerable state like that. It did not make sense to you why you had let him slip through your fingers. Why did you even break up with him in the first place? It wasn't jealousy, he had never shown signs of being romantically close to anyone else but you. It wasn't a lack of interest from either of you, you two were glued to each other and madly in love from day one. Why did you let him go? The only thing that made sense in your life? Your main source of happiness for all of those years? You could feel the tears coming back, mind sliding down yet again on that dark place of your head you hated being in. Hwa cupped your face gently, wiping yet again your tears away because he hated seeing you like this. 

You did not know if it was the right decision, but it just felt right at that moment. Your hands grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him back at you as your lips found his in a heartfelt kiss. It was slow, nothing rushed, but intense. His arms hugged you, one of them creeping up in your back and pulling you even further onto him. Kissing your ex should not feel this right, but it did. You could feel all of the emotions on the kiss, all of the unspoken words, the uncovered feeling, everything was on the table right now. Your hands cupped his face, feeling the tears that now feel on his cheeks, your turn to wipe them away. Your mouths didn't leave each other, only coming to a stop when neither one of you could breathe properly. You glued your forehead to his, eyes closed as you took deep breaths, feeling the sensation of being so close to him again. It felt so good. Your eyes meet his eyes, staring at each other for a second before diving back into another intense kiss, squishing into one another as you two tried to get impossibly close. You needed this, you needed him close, holding you and making you feel loved, you needed Seonghwa. His tongue quickly slipped in your mouth, searching for yours as his hands roamed around your back torso and wrapped around your waist tightly. Your hands traveled down his torso, feeling how the buttons of his pajamas threatened to open and expose his skin to your touch, making you start to feel a coil build up underneath your stomach. 

As you two broke away again for air, Hwa quickly rolled you onto your back, taking himself with you and getting on top of you, arms on both sides of your face as he cagged you with his body. Your noses touched as both of you took deep sectioned breaths, his eyes closing for a second to soak in all of the information. 

"I missed you" Hwa's tone was low, his satoori accent popping out "This year has been a living hell without you by my side" His eyes opened, staring right at your soul. The regret, the sadness, the anger, you could see all of them passing by his dark irises, glistening with a coat of love. Love that he still felt for you "I never thought I could be miserable until you left me" 

You wanted to cry again, to say how much you missed him too, but it wasn't enough. You pulled him yet again, kissing him like he was going to slip away from you again, like it was going to be the last time. His lips broke away from yours, kissing down at your jaw and neck as his hands roamed all over your body, feeling you up like it was a fever dream, the best fever dream he could have. His tongue leaped across your skin, teeth sinking in and biting on you in an almost territorial way, feeling as your breath hitched and hands gripped tighter in his shoulders. You wanted to say so much, but everything you could say was his name in a shaky moan, begging for him to take you as you threw your head back and gave him more access. He sucked and kissed sweet spots, leaving your neck covered in purple love bites as he traveled down to your shoulders and treated them the same way. He bit particularly hard in the area where your neck met your shoulder, kissing right after as his way of apologizing for marking you. His hands slid under the sweater, feeling the temperature of your soft skin as he pulled the fabric over your head and tossed to the side. You felt goosebumps as the cold air hit your skin, shivering a bit but soon being dragged away by the feeling of Seonghwa's mouth kissing down a tray between your breast and stomach. 

"I never understood how you were insecure about yourself" He mumbled between the kisses, his hands sliding on both sides of your body and holding your waist "How you thought your body wasn't pretty… I never got it. To me you were always the most gorgeous woman I've ever met" He followed back on his trail, kissing up your chest and softly cupping one of your breasts, squeezing gently and earning a moan from you. Hwa could feel his trousers getting tighter by the minute. 

"Fuck that dude that cheated on you" he said angrily, kissing around your nipple as his hand played with the other one "Fuck anyone that ever did you wrong, including me. You never deserved it" His tongue leaped across the flesh of your boob, mouth captivating your sensitive bud as he sucked and licked on it, making your back arch. He was always so attentive to your body when you two were intimate, going to the point of neglecting himself only to pleasure you again and again. He was so caring, despite his cold persona. Your fingers grabbed the nape of his neck, softly feeling his hair as you moaned loudly at the sensation of his mouth against your breasts. He released your nipple with a little pop, converting his attention to your other boob, nibbling and sucking in your nipple. There was no one that could fuck like Seonghwa, no one that could make you feel the way he did when you two were in bed, and you had missed that feeling. 

He trailed down your body again, kissing you up until he reached your groin area, looking back at you for approval. You nodded desperately, wanting nothing more than his skilled tongue inside of you, eating you out like a five star meal. He chuckled lightly, slender fingers hooking the bar of your pants and underwear, pulling them down and tossing it aside with the sweater. His mouth water just looking at your pussy, wet just with the foreplay. He lightly feels your folds up with his thumb, your hips halting at the sensation. He pressed the pad of said thumb against your clit, slowly rubbing circles and making you moan at the sensitivity, head thrown back and hands gripping the bed sheets. While he slowly worked in your sensitive bud, he licked your folds up, humming at the taste as he gave your pussy open mouth kisses, sucking in it and letting his tongue dive in you. His hands held your thighs open, allowing you to see him eat you out. He never broke eye contact, looking right back at you with a dark lusted gaze, your head feeling light as he took his tongue inside you, curling it up and making you feel stars. He sucked at your clit, feeling how more and more of your wetness covered his mouth and chin, smiling to himself. One of your hands flew to his hair, gripping it and forcing his face even closer to your core, causing him to suck on your folds and thrust you with his tongue again. You could feel the coil underneath your stomach get tighter, your hips halting at the need of riding his face even at that position, your moans getting louder and high-pitch. 

"H-Hwa, I-I'm" You couldn't finish your sentence as you felt the coil snap, the sensation of liquid gushing out of you as you climaxed filling up your senses and whiting out your head. Seonghwa stepped back, fingering you while you squirted and made a mess all over the floor, not giving a single shot about it at that moment. The view of you cumming hard because of him only made his dick harder, his other hand gripping on it by reflex. You slowly rode down from your orgasm, Hwa's fingers still buried knuckles deep inside of you, making your walls clamp in pain and pleasure due to the overstimulation. He carefully took them out, shoving them right on his mouth and tasting you, moaning in the process. Your cunt clenched again at the view, your hands creeping down at your folds and rubbing them, the sensitivity causing your hips to halt as you moaned lightly. Seonghwa looked back at you, hooded eyes filled with need and wanting to have more of you. He shifted around, holding your legs up as he prepared himself to take his clothes off and slide inside you. 

"W-Wait" Your voice sounded a bit hoarse, hands reaching down to his thighs as he looked at you confused. You bit your lip, cheeks flushing with red "I want to have you in my mouth. Please" The way you pleased made a direct sharp pain down his shaft, cock wanting nothing more than being freed and used. He bit down his lip, head shaking positively. 

His fingers unbuttoned his shirt, arms shifting around and taking the piece of clothe right from his body. The view of his sun-kissed torso, toned muscles exposed covered in a thin layer of sweat, tattoos running from his shoulders, across the top of his chest and stopping right by the middle of his ribcage. The colors that adorned the sides of his waist, hugging right back at his hips and losing themselves down his pants. You felt your fingers rubbing against your clit again just at the sight of his body, letting a long deep breath out of relief. He pulled his pants down along with his briefs, briefly moaning at the feeling of finally freeing his dick. His shaft was slightly thick, leaning more toward the long side, his whole cock being bigger than your whole hand open. The red tip was glistening with precum, a single vein popping out and going all the way down to his balls. Seonghwa let his hand wrap around him, pumping a few times for a bit of relief. 

You shifted yourself on bed, standing on all fours in front of him, facing his hard on. Your hand wrapped around him lightly, catching on how Hwa's hips halted a bit. You dragged your tongue across his shaft, tasting him up before circling his head with the tip of your wet muscle, licking down onto him again. You kept your eyes fixated on his face, seeing how his eyes closed and eyebrows furred, mouth letting out some of the most gorgeous moans you ever heard. He looked so fucked out, you could feel your cunt almost dripping from how slick you were. Your mouth swallowed him, head sinking down as you breathed through your nose and tried to take as much of him as you could. His hand rested against the back of your head, lazily guiding you as you deep-throated him. His hips slowly started to move, going against the flow of your mouth and deep diving onto your throat as the tip hit the back of it. His grip in your head quickly tight it, holding you still as he started to face fuck you. He moaned lowly, occasionally throwing some swear words and praise, making your mind feel fuzzy and the knot in your stomach came back. Your fingers traveled south again, slowly rubbing your clit and slipping between your folds, thrusting shallowly in your pussy. His thrusts started to get more frantic, his cock tensing up inside your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked hard on him to help. Drool spilled from both corners of your mouth, the saliva dripping down your chin and onto your chest as he used his mouth as his sex toy, fucking himself onto it. He suddenly shoved all of his cock inside your mouth, head thrown back as you felt strings of his warm load going down your throat, both of you moaning at the same time. 

Seonghwa pulled out of your mouth, a thick string of cum mixed with saliva connecting your lips to his dick. You licked all of his shaft, gathering every single drop and swallowing eagerly, while looking back at him with pretty eyes. 

"Fuck…" He mumbled, breathing heavily and holding your face, seeing how you swallowed and opened your mouth wide, showing him "Always so good for me, baby" He smiled lightly, making your heart feel warm. You shifted back again, sitting with your legs in front of you. 

"Hwa..." You said softly, earning his attention. You spread your legs, showing him your wet cunt and swollen clit, eyes begging for him to help "Please…?" 

"Of course, love" His lips connected with yours, bringing you into a heated kiss as his whole body pushed yours against the bed, hands holding your thighs open and exposing your core to him. He threw one of your legs over his shoulder, adjusting his hips with yours. He teased your entrance a bit with his tip, making you whine out of response. He chuckled, aligning himself and slowly pushing inside, both of you moaning loudly at the feeling. He filled you up just right, stuffing your pussy and making you feel so good. Your walls clamped around him, tightly holding his dick and earning a hiss from him. 

"Love to fuck you" He put both forearms beside your face, getting closer to you "Always so tight and eager to have me" His lips found the sweet spot on your neck, sucking and biting even more on the hickey he had given you earlier. Your arms wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to your body as your back arched slightly. Seonghwa started to slowly snap his hips back at yours, your bodies moving with the full force as he picked up the pace, pouding on you in no time. He pulled everything out just to snap right back at it, making you feel stars and threw your head back with the sensation. He moaned and groaned in your ear, hands gripping on the pillow beneath you as yours held on his shoulder blades, scratching his skin with red stripes and making him feel fire. He angled his hips just the right way, hitting your g spot and abusing it, cock filling you up and then leaving you empty, clenching so tightly. The coil underneath your stomach quickly grew as you felt your orgasm approaching, your loud moans warning Seonghwa. He pulled his torso up, hands grabbing your waist tightly as he fucked you in just the right way, the view of his whole body tensed fucking you throwing you over the edge. Your legs shook as a wave of pleasure washed over you, your cum spilling from your pussy and wetting his dick and lower torso, your mind getting white and empty as the sensation. As you clenched tightly around his hard-on, Hwa felt as his own coil snapped, hands gripping tightly at your waist as his hips glued to yours, shooting his cum inside of your warm walls, head thrown back and mouth hanging open. You two breathed heavily, bodies slowly calming down and settling in as your orgasms washed over you, a feeling of weight hitting you two. Seonghwa slowly layed on top of you, hiding his head on the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around your torso to hug you tightly. Your breathing normalized, finally allowing you both to open your eyes and look back at each other, tired smiles on your faces. He leaned himself against one of his forearms, looking at you briefly before kissing you softly. You smiled between the kiss, hand cupping his cheek softly. 

"I mean it" He said, the same stern voice from earlier. You made a confused face "I mean it when I said I missed you" His eyes were soft, diving onto yours "I really, really missed you this last year" 

"I missed you too" You said quietly, voice sounding a bit sad "I still can't wrap my head around the fact I broke up with you… There was literally no rea-" 

"There was" He cut you off, cleaning his throat right after "There… was a reason. I think your head just blank to protect you" He gave you a sad smile, avoiding looking back at you. 

"What… was the reason then?" He bit down his puffy lip, still avoiding eye contact. 

"I… was addicted to alcohol. I didn't think it was an addiction but… you helped me see it was when you said you would never marry an alcoholic jerk that… refused to acknowledge his problem…" He swallowed down, feeling his throat close as the tears gathered on his eyes, making them shinier "You… said that when we talked about you moving in… to here…" 

"Hwa… I…" You felt the knot on your throat too, the flashes of said fight sliding back to your mind the more you thought. You did say that, a bit out of frustration, but more because you were worried he was going to die of alcohol poisoning before you could even think about marriage. He used to drink like crazy to handle his job at the studio and his friends who kept pestering him about life stuff "I'm sorry I…" 

"Don't say that. You knew I needed help and I didn't want to admit" He slid his fingers against your hair, feeling the soft locks "You were right. And I only noticed when I no longer had you… I've been clean for the past eight months. Couldn't stand looking at a drink without thinking about what you said" He gave you another sad smile, the tears slowly falling down his cheeks "I'm sorry"

You shook your head negatively, pulling him back as your lips connected to his and your arms embraced his body. He let his head rest against your shoulder, hugging you back as your fingers caressed his hair. It just felt right to be in his arms. You let your mind slowly wonder back to the event that led to what just happened, stopping at a specific moment. 

"Hwa…"

"Hm?" 

"What was that box in the living room?" You looked back at him, seeing as his eyes tried to remember what you were talking about. 

"Oh… that box… uh, it has some of your stuff… you left here after everything happened…" His cheeks flushed pink, embarrassed smile adorning his features "I was going to… call you and ask if you wanted them back… I was thinking about using it as an excuse to talk to you" He averted eye contact again, the sheer look of embarrassment on his face making you laugh "This stuff belongs to your home so…" 

You arched one eyebrow, gluing your forehead to his in a playful manner, hand cupping his face yet again while smiling softly. 

"Home is wherever I'm with you, Seonghwa" You said, gently caressing his face. You could see his eyes lit up, a large smile across his face even if he tried to hide his excitement and happiness of having you back. 

“Then welcome back home, darling”

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[moonseonghwa]

Winter morning - P.SH

fluff!!!!!! smut.

A snowy morning where you and Seonghwa can't keep your hands off each other.

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), top!reader but dom!seonghwa, just something I've been wanting to write to get back to longer fics. Enjoy loves:)

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You felt the breathing against your neck, Seonghwa’s hand draped over your waist as you felt the weight of his body leaning against you. You shifted around, still keeping your eyes closed as Seonghwa pulled you closer to him, interlocking you with his scent and warmth. The cold air outside of the blanket made you shiver a bit, and even though it was probably freezing outside, you absolutely love winter. The smell of the cinnamon candles from last night still lingered in the bedroom. 

You slowly opened your eyes, noticing the white snowflakes decorating the trees and buildings outside. You sighed in contentment. You heard a hum behind you, Seonghwa’s pillow lips coming in contact with your neck as he slowly kissed your earlobe. 

‘’Are you awake?’’ You whispered, smiling as his fingers rubbed circles on your hips. You loved when he did that, the slow rubs being something he’s been doing since the beginning of your relationship, something so simple but so reassuring. 

‘’I am, your twisting woke me up’’ He rasped in your ear,  and as you turned around to apologize he locked his lips with yours, smiling in the kiss as you chuckled. His blonde hair matched with the snow as you ran your hair through it, jealous at how soft it was. 

‘’Sorry not sorry’’ You whispered, placing your lips against his again. His hand went up under your his t-shirt, going up and down your naked waist as he hovered over you, his tongue playing with yours as your hand held his free one. You felt trapped, his hands holding you down as his weight fell against you, he was not that much taller than you, but you somehow always felt small under him. 

‘’It’s snowing’’ You said lowly, making him glance towards the window.

‘’I’ve noticed’’ He smiled lazily.

‘’I’ve never had sex when it snowed’’ You replied, voice barely above a whisper. He had told you to be open about the things you wanted to do, and to always tell him what’s on your mind. So you figured this was something you should tell him since having sex on a day like this, in bed, lazily, is something you wanted to do with him for the past months. Today was his day off, and the timing of the snow couldn’t come any better. It was almost Christmas, and making love next to the fireplace was another thing on your to-do list — for another time, of course.

He just chuckled, adoring the way you looked right now as he crashed his lips on yours. His hand lifted the shirt, taking it off of you as you were bare underneath him except for your panties.

‘’Then let’s change that, love’’ He replied, hands feeling down your body as your arms went around his shoulder, keeping him close to you while his lips worked on yours skillfully. You could never grow tired of kissing Seonghwa, as if his lips were some sort of drug. Your fingers traced the dimple of his back as he sucked on your neck, making your breath hitch. 

You closed your eyes as you felt him go south, his fingers wrapping around the hem of your panties as he slowly pulled them down, keeping the blanket over you so you weren’t able to see him. The unexpected contact made you flinch, Seonghwa’s hand falling flat on your stomach as he pushed you back down reassuringly. His hand remained splayed out on your stomach as he started placing butterfly kisses on the inside of your thigh, keeping them apart with his other hand. 

You felt his lips retract before feeling his breath on your core, making you whine at the lack of contact. He held you to keep you from moving as he started kissing down your pussy, making you moan out loud, the movements perfect as he knew your body so well. He was your first, he taught you everything, how you liked some things and disliked others, and he always kept in check with you. That way, he started knowing your body better than you did, feeling how you react to certain things and keeping you satisfied. He likes to admit that satisfying you turns him on even more. His rock-hard member straining his boxers as he heard your breathy moans and whined, only spurring him on even more as he devoured you. His thumb circling your clit slowly even added more to the pleasure, making you twitch underneath him. Just as the tight band in your core was about to snap, he lifted himself off you, coming back up to kiss you feverishly, shutting up your protests. 

Your hands went in his boxer as you jerked him off lazily before getting on top of him. The surprised look on his face made you smile as you lined your entrance up with his dick, sinking down slowly as you closed your eyes in pleasure, both of you releasing a moan. He held your hips as you ground against him, slowly feeling every inch of him as your forehead fell against his, moaning his name over and over again. 

 ‘’Just like that, so good, keep going’’ He praised, his hand wrapping around the back of your neck as he kissed you, guiding your hips a bit faster with the other. 

‘’Think we can come together?’’ He asked, to which you nodded, so deliciously close to your release as he kept on moving against him, your clit against his pelvic bone as you felt your insides tighten with pleasure.

‘’Gonna come soon’’ You managed to grit out before going a bit faster, mouth open as he kissed you, hand on your neck tightening as his hips started to meet your thrusts before you reached your high, biting down his lips as he groaned while releasing inside of you. 

‘’You good’’ He asked a few minutes later, your head nestled in his neck as you softly told him yes. 

‘’Let’s take a shower, then we can go to your favorite café for breakfast’’ He said, the word breakfast making you lift your head as he smiled before kissing you. ‘’Let’s go’’ 

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piercings they’d get | ateez

♪ song of the chapter

pairing: ateez x fem!reader

⊹ author’s note; sexual mentions. i need to see hongjoong with snake bites aghhh! i have snake bites & i love them ^-^

‧₊˚ ⋅ seonghwa ;

as for seonghwa, honestly i couldn't see him getting any piercings. if he were to however, he'd get the smallest stud possible on the side of his nose. but that is a big fat maybe.

he'd most likely be really sqeamish when it comes to needles, and would always try his best to watch you get your piercings; but he just couldn't...

"aishhhh.. how am i reacting worse than you and you're the one getting a needle put through your lips?" he says as he puts his hands over his ears & turns away, squeezing his eyes shut.

‧₊˚ ⋅ hongjoong ;

as hongjoong already has many piercings, i could see this man going further past his ear piercings. i can see hongjoong getting snake bite piercings, the ones with silver hoops on each side.

ever since the day he tried on fake hoop lip piercings, he fell in love. he had a feeling they’d appear more pretty once they’re actually pierced. the only thing he was worried about was your approval. this kept running thru his mind, all day, all night.

“jagiya…” hongjoong poked at your cheek.

“hmmmm??????… didn’t you just say you were going to sleep?” you asked tiredly, more or so confused; as both of you have had the light off to go to sleep for a good 30 minutes now.

“yes but i can’t sleep.. i have a question too!” hongjoong says excitedly putting his finger up in the air.

“yes baby” you giggle.

“you know… would you still find me attractive if i got snake bites?” hongjoong ponders, looking at you with straight boba eyes.

“i would find you attractive no matter what.” you spoke with the most serious tone possible, stroking his hair out of his face.

“and you’d love me the exact same?” he asks again, stroking your face now.

“yes baby i really would!” you can’t help but blush at this adorable moment.

“okay. just a thought!” he spoke as he grabbed you as if you were a body pillow, wrapping his arms around you.

“joong! can’t breathe!” you laugh desperately. the only way you would be allowed out of this contraption would be if you tickled him. and that is exactly why you’ve been in a tickle-turned-pillow fight with hongjoong.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yunho ;

yunho would be so excited to get piercings, and would talk about them non-stop until the day finally came. he chickened out and decided on a smaller piercing rather than all the exquisite ones he had chosen prior.

he had decided to get a cheekbone piercing, also known as an anti-eyebrow piercing. he’s sitting in the waiting room chair, shaking his legs looking nervous. but he also for some reason looked quite smily and excited.

he literally looked like a kid in a doctors office, nervous to get their shots, but also excited there’s going to be a lollipop reward afterwards. he looks at you with curious eyes, looking side to side, all around, moving in every way possible. by now, he’s using his nails to viscously tap on the magazine he has now gotten ahold of. this was bothering you.

“yunho you good?!???” you ask while grabbing the magazine from him.

“oh yea i am! why?” he genuinely asks.

“are we gonna act like you haven’t been fidgeting the entire time we’ve been sitting down?” you give the most taken back look. he looks around then grabs your hand.

“i really don’t think i can do this-“ he says, but is cut off by the piercer summoning him.

“babe you got this.” you nod at him, and immediately reach for your phone. he quite literally looks like a kid being sent to their first day of kindergarten. they have absolutely no idea why you’re not going with him.

“wait NO? you’re not going with me?” yunho asks while pushing past the piercer a bit. the piercer stops to look at you with a “can we get going” type of look. you genuinely weren’t sure if you were allowed in there, the piercing room seemed rather small.

a bunch of “stop flexing your cheek muscles” later, yunho finally got his piercing. he genuinely couldn’t stop giggling whenever he looked at your face. he couldn’t take shit seriously.

he was pretty much quiet afterwards, think it hurt him more than he showed. all of a sudden on your walk home in the autumn leaves, he starts to get smitten all of a sudden. you glance at him and glance back fast after seeing him smiling to himself. he starts bursting out laughing.

“what’s wrong?!?!?” you ask with a smirk.

“i wish you could’ve seen your face when the needle went thru my cheek” yunho says trying not to smile, yelling out the most monotonous “ow”. this caused you to hysterically laugh. you & yunho decided to stop by a local cafe.

you both sat down, ordering a pumpkin spice latte since it was within the first weeks of fall, you & yunho’s favorite season in korea.

“do you like it?” yunho points at his swollen but dazzling cheek.

“ofcourse, love. the gem matches the gleam in your eye perfectly” you say while booping his nose. he almost chokes on his latte he was sipping on due to how flustered you continuously made him.

‧₊˚ ⋅ yeosang ;

you've never seen yeosang as the type to want any piercings as he mentioned to you prior that he “likes the look of an Innocent face”. one day, you seen him sticking his tongue out repeatedly in the mirror, curious of course, you begin to question.

“watchu doing handsome?” you hug yeosang from behind.

“haiii jagiya you startled me” he turns around to peck you on the cheek. he continues to look in the mirror, then walk away.

“yeosang? did you hear me?” you went to poke yeosangs sides to tickle him.

“ahhhh i don’t know if i wanna talk about it.. the idea sounds stupid & i wouldn’t be able to eat or.. talk maybe…” yeosang says coyly. there was absolutely nothing you could think of in that moment that would correlate to what he was talking about, except for cosmetic surgery.

“baby… you know you’re perfect the way you are right? on the inside out… now i don’t know what you’re talking about but you genuinely don’t need any procedures…” you said, holding his face close to yours.

“huhh??? baby no!!! i’m saying- no!” he breaks out in a fit of giggles. you’re confused tho and just decide to smile in return…

“i don’t feel as nervous to tell you about this now but… i kinda want? a tongue piercing?” he asks questionably while looking into the air imagining what it’d look like on him.

an immediate rush of butterflies make their way to your stomach. yeosang had mentioned this to you a few times before, and most of the time it was during your dessert sessions.

yeosang told you that he would get a tongue piercing just so you could feel that little cold ball of metal while he was eating you out, so ofcourse this was immediately what came to mind.

“oh yes… please get it!” you said, hopping on his lap. he didn’t take that lightly tho, flipping you over so he could be on top. he grabbed your chin and used his other hand to trail it down your body.

“i have a feeling that i know why you’re so excited, hm?” he whispered while hovering his lips over yours. you licked your lips and went to bite his bottom lip, wanting to see how far this would go.

“you put it in my head first, you’re gonna make me go crazy yeosang.”

‧₊˚ ⋅ san ;

san told you he wanted many many piercings, thinking he was joking ofcourse, no.. he genuinely wanted them. you were in the piercing store when he asked you about your thoughts, and how much a nipple piercing would hurt.

stunned, you began to speed run through questions on how he stumbled upon this idea. before you know it you turned around to see san already signing the piercing waver. he had already placed his black card in the piercers hand as she was printing out a receipt.

“san?!?! ooooo this is gonna be fun.” you say, anticipating his pain tolerance is very low.

“i’m telling you, this is gonna be so good. it’s gonna feel so nice when you’re licking on me too, huh, jagiya?” san speaks lowly in your ear, making you physically shutter. he chuckles and gets up, the male piercer calling his name already.

“you coming??” looking at you expectedly, reaching his hand out to you.

“not quite yet…” san chuckles at your witty response, jogging to grab his hand.

you made eye contact with him the entire time he was getting them pierced, winking at you after he got each pierced. it was so crazy to see san react so faintly, the elder man stepping back slightly to look at his face as he was also surprised.

“when can my girlfriend play with them?” san looked down at his piercings, making an air gesture of flicking them.

“san!” flinching at his comment laced with confidence.

‧₊˚ ⋅ mingi ;

mingi came home one day repeatedly touching his eyelid, until you realized he had something adorning his eyebrow space. you could tell he was looking for your approval due to the way he'd press on it and side eye you.

“did you actually go through with it?" you tilted your head to the side as you held your fork up in the air.

"yea uh... no i didn't" he said with a pout.

"they're gems with a little bit of eyelash glue.. but i promised our design team that I'd actually get the piercing before concept photos… in which didn't..." he trails on scratching his newly bleached hair. you look at him with raised brows as if giving him the hint to continue speaking.

"i'm just gonna pull a jungkook and eventually get a real piercing.." he says while folding his arms and sitting back in his dining room chair.

"let's go right now then?" you say as you start to get up and put your slice of tiramisu in the fridge.

"wait what??? huh?? It's like 12am...?" he says as he gets up trying to stop you from putting your hair in a clip, preparing yourself to be seen by the late city scene.

"i'm sure something’s open? what about that one 24 hour tattoo shop near the pho place in daegu?" you say as you start to put on a long sleeve sweater your dear friend seungmin bought for you.

”okay but... my whole thing is.... i can't even handle when the makeup artists pluck my eyebrows... how would this even be handled by me?" he says as he genuinely tries to look into your eyes, you avoiding his eyes in case you may pity him.

“then get your nipples pierced and see how that feels." you say with a straight face, looking down at your pierced left nipple.

that piercing oh so painful to the very point of not being able to get the second one done. he huffs and puffs as he rubs his eyes in defeat.

"you're coddling me when get home swear, y/n..." he slumps, following you out the door.

‧₊˚ ⋅ wooyoung ; 

he was worried that he was going to get a piercing that would look too masculine, so what did this man do? he got a belly button piercing.

“can i? should i? i don’t know…” he says as he looks at his stomach.

“you know what… like…. i don’t know…” he says, interrupting you before you could even speak.

“i think it would look really nice wooyoung” you smile as he turns around in shock, his little pony tail so so cute. he recently dyed the under side of his hair blonde, and you couldn’t get over how handsome he was.

“i thought you would’ve shamed my idea like san did..” he said as he took a breath of air.

“no i think it matches you very well actually” you say as you think about how his oh-so toned stomach would be so beautiful adorned with a charm.

he bites his lip as he turns around, leaning in to give you a slow passionate kiss. he looks at you with the most passionate eyes, caressing your face with the back of his hand. he looks so handsome, as if he was sculpted perfectly.

you grab him by the back of the neck, pulling him back in for another kiss. you pull him to the bed by his tie, crawling on top of his lap. finally. you’re confident enough to take initiative.

“you’re getting brave aren’t you??” he looks up at you with lidded eyes and a slack jaw.

he picks you up by your hips, and flips you on the bed as he starts to kiss your neck. suddenly his phone started to ring, and the contact name “sannie” popped up on his screen. he looked at the factetime call and shook his head, and went back to kiss your neck.

“you know what happened last time you didn’t answer the phone wooyoung..” you said as you pushed his shoulders lightly. he let out the biggest sigh and combed his hair back fast with his fingers. he hurriedly reached for his phone and pointed the phone towards himself.

“what sannie? i’m in the middle of something serious right now…” wooyoung says out of breath, fixing the buldge in his pants lightly & giving you a side eye while lightly smirking. you laugh and hide your face in your hands as you kicked your legs to sit up straight. san set up his phone on the bathroom counter, and walked backwards to lift his shirt up and smirk at the camera.

“you.. you fucker!!!!” wooyoung says as he laughs and runs to show you. on sans very muscly stomach, is a beautiful silver gem pierced into his belly button.

“wait what?” you say as you laugh and hide your face in your hands, not being able to handle how much serotonin has been released in your body within the past 5 minutes.

“didn’t you?!? DIDNT YOU JUST??? WERENT U SAYING THAT BELLY BUTTON PIERCINGS WERE UGLY?!?” wooyoung laughs as he holds his phone closer to his face to get a better look.

“yea because you were gonna get it done!!! i didn’t mean on me” san says as he picks up the phone again. he holds the phone close to his face and smirks.

“byeeeeeeee byeeee especially you y/n” san winks, and hangs up the phone quickly.

‧₊˚ ⋅ jongho ;

jongho seems like the type to be pestering you about when you both are going to finally get your ears pierced, only to freak out when the moment arrives.

you and jongho had scheduled to get your ears pierced during your japan trip for your anniversary. on the day of your anniversary, you had decided to get the very piercing you were anticipating, which made jongho the happiest boba ball on the planet.

freshly out of your favorite restaurant in tokyo, you guys went to a local piercer who kq personally trusted to protect you & jongho’s privacy among other requests. jongho couldn’t stop being a jolly happy human, jumping around and smiling his biggest smile.

“ahhhahahaha” jongho jumped up and down, too happy for your concern.

“i’m so excited ahhhh!!!” you yelled back at him, seeing an older woman side eyeing you both in your peripheral vision.

“y/n/n & jongho?” a bright hair colored woman announced in a japanese accent.

“you gave them my nickname?” you giggled while holding jongho’s hand. he smiles a nervous smile back at you.

“okay so who is going first?” the woman asks, struggling to speak in english to you both. jongho responds back to her in japanese, saying that he speaks japanese & not to worry. jongho also said something else in japanese, you looking between the both confused.. but just happy to be there.

“the pretty lady first then!!” she says, grabbing your hand and bringing you to the piercing chair.

“wait???!? what??? me??? why?!?! weren’t you- weren’t you the one excited to go? the most excited in fact???” you hesitate to get in the chair while you look at jongho, jongho trying not to make eye contact with you and just smiling to himself.

“3! 2! 1!” the woman counted down, piercing your ears with ease, jongho turning away after seeing the needle go through your first ear.

honestly it wasn’t as bad as you thought, and you cheerfully get up to walk to jongho.

“okay let’s go!” jongho says fast, turning the other way to walk out of the piercers area.

“huh???? what do you mean??? aren’t you.. aren’t you getting a piercing too? didn’t we plan this a long ass time ago?” you stare confused between the piercer and your scared boyfriend.

“yeah. i can’t do that.” jongho waves his hand at you and the piercer, a nervous smile adorning his face.

“that’s not fair.. what?” you frown, mood suddenly coming to a halt.

“i have a fear of needles..!!” jongho says to you, going to hold your hand.

“when??? since when?? when has that been a thing with you?? you’re not scared of anything i thought?” you ask confused as all literal hell.

“since now!!! let’s go!” jongho gives you a bear hug, kissing your forehead and dragging you out of the piercer area.

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paradigm - seonghwa (m)

summary: bored, at work, you start to realize your fellow bartender seonghwa is hot. like really hot. after talking, you find out you’re both having dating trouble. how bad would it be if you helped each other out, just a little bit?

word count: 4.4k

warnings: smut!!!!! switch!seonghwa (leaning bottom), switch!reader (leading top), afab reader, oral (m receiving), cumplay, penetrative sex (unprotected), mentions of alcohol

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dating sucks, and lately your roster has been disappointing you exponentially. you need new blood, but you’re not sure where to go to find it. you’re tired of apps, bored with shitty conversations and no follow through, and if you have to waste another night out at an expensive restaurant just for the most mediocre sex of your life then you might start to consider celibacy. 

you’re griping about all of this to your friend from work, seonghwa, when a customer comes in and ruins the mood. you’re technically off the clock, just here to bug hwa while the dinner rush trickles in, but you decide to do some prep for your shift tomorrow while you wait. you’re not a sommelier by any means, but in an attempt to class up the joint, the owner wanted to hire someone who could pose as a wine snob to make the place seem nicer. enter you, a self proclaimed connoiseur (you drank a lot in college). seonghwa is the night bartending lead, and also the most attractive man in the world, no competition. you’re staying late today to make a house sangria out of some poorly selling wines, but you also wanted to linger and make eyes at seonghwa with his newly bleached hair. 

speaking of the object of your desires, seonghwa turns back to you after pouring a round of shots for a guy who barely looks 18 let alone 21, and he jumps back into your previous conversation.

“sorry, what was i saying?” he asks you, wiping his hands on a bar towel.

“did you card that kid?” you ask back, watching the customer struggle to balance the heavy tray of shots back to his table.

“yeah,” seonghwa shrugs. “it didn’t look like a fake but he’s definitely twelve.”

“you’re very ethical,” you point out, struggling to cut the orange in front of you, tongue poking out between your lips in concentration. seonghwa watches on, intrigued by the shock of pink poking your lips, but you interrupt his staring by saying “you were about to solve all my relationship problems before squarepants showed up.”

“right,” he laughs, gently taking the knife from your hands. “let me do this, you’re gonna chop a finger off. you shouldn’t be doing this with a paring knife anyway.”

“that’s all we have back here!” you complain. then, you watch in shock as seonghwa produces a utility knife from thin air. “you a magician?”

“no,” he laughs with that strained smile of his. “i’ve got a couple hidden back here-”

“safe,” you interrupt.

“-face down, in this jar, as safe as can be, thank you,” he continues, pointing to the jar he’s talking about. 

“how’d you get those?”

“i asked wooyoung,” he shrugs. “they’ve got plenty in the kitchen so he said i could have some spares.”

“so helpful, that kid,” you say as you swipe an orange slice seonghwa just cut.

“hey!”

“cut em into rounds,” you instruct, taking little nibbles out of the slice in your hands. “they’re going into sangria, so make it pretty.”

“now i’m starting to understand why you can’t land a man,” hwa grumbles as he follows your request.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you ask in mock hurt.

“you’re high maintenance!”

“i didn’t ask you to do this for me,” you chuckle, taking the knife back from him. “go back to your job, the less we bother each other the earlier i’ll leave.”

“but then who’s gonna get on my nerves?” seonghwa asks with a pout.

“wooyoung?”

“probably.”

“oh, right, i was saying,” he starts again, messing with some of the quick pours, “if you can’t meet anyone on an app then you might have to, gasp, meet someone in person y/n.”

“i know that,” you groan. “but how? where? just start going up to strangers?”

“basically,” hwa nods. “you could start with boy wonder over there.”

“ok, if you’re not gonna be serious about this then we can talk about something else,” you say as you slide the completed slices from your cutting board and into the large sangria pitcher. “how’s your life? any problems we can solve there?”

“hm,” he thinks, “well, hongjoong pointed out yesterday that i haven’t brought anyone back to the apartment in six months, so that’s a new record i think.”

“six months?” you scoff. “i don’t believe you.”

“why not?”

“looking the way you do?” you ask. “no way you don’t get boned on the regular.”

“what do you mean looking the way i do?” seonghwa asks with a smile. 

“never mind.”

“no, tell me in detail.”

“i need to grab an apple from the kitchen,” you say, trying to scoot past seonghwa to find your escape. unfortunately, he cages you in, arms enclosing around you and resting on the bar behind you. 

“you like the way i look?” he asks with a smirk, and you decide to take the bait.

“um, yeah? especially with your hair like this, it’s kinda sexy,” you admit, not letting seonghwa get the best of you.

“oh?” he asks, quirking an eyebrow at your response. he holds your gaze for a moment, and briefly, very briefly, you think he might kiss you. the sound of the bell above the door distracts seonghwa ever so slightly, and you’re able to slip from his trap before he can stop you again. you scurry to the back of house, hiding in the walk in for just a minute before you head back to the bar. 

seonghwa is busy with some of the regulars at the bar, doing his best to relate to these old men and make their disgusting drinks without batting an eye. you’re able to take up your spot at the end of the bar, happily chopping fruit until you’ve got enough for two big pitchers of sangria tomorrow. you start pulling the low bottles from the wine rack behind you, and in your focused state you don’t notice seonghwa finishing up with the men and turning back to watch you. he’s leaning against the bar drying some glasses, his eyes sweeping up and down your body, noticing (not for the first time) how good you look in the uniform. he’s so focused on staring at your ass that he almost doesn’t notice you struggling to reach a wine bottle at the top of the rack, but he steps in and places his hand at the small of your back while he easily grabs the wine you were reaching for, handing it to you with a wink.

“thanks,” you blush, not expecting this small act of kindness from him. his hand lingers for a moment, and when he finally removes it, you can feel the warmth it left in its wake. “how long with you be here tonight?”

“till close, why?” seonghwa asks, hopeful.

“i’m putting this in the walk in, do you mind tasting it before you leave? that should be enough time for it to set, and just let me know if needs anything else?” you ask, not noticing how seonghwa’s face falls once he hears what you need. 

“yeah, sure,” he replies. “so you’re heading out?”

“yeah,” you nod. “been here too long, i’m not getting paid overtime for this.”

“i can share some of my tips,” seonghwa offers, but you shake your head.

“i haven’t contributed, those are your tips m’dear.”

“but you did?” seonghwa says, confused.

“how?”

“looking beautiful,” he sighs, making you laugh at the way his face changes from serious to dreamy so quick. 

“seonghwa if i didn’t know any better i’d say you’re coming onto me,” you joke, looking for any fruit scraps you might have missed in your clean up.

“and what if i am?” he comes back, and you stop. you look up at him and he just quirks that damn eyebrow again as if to challenge you to respond. 

“i’ll see you tomorrow, hwa.”

“i’m just saying, we could help each other out!” he half shouts as you walk away, and you swat in his direction and tell him to quiet down. “think about it!” he calls after you one last time, and then you’re too close to the kitchen to hear what he might try to convince you with next.

-

you make it home just fine, warming up your dinner before you take a short shower. the whole time you go about your routine though, you keep thinking back to what seonghwa said. he was flirting with you, he made that clear. and when he said you could help each other out? your subconscious needs to hear more about that before it runs wild in your imagination. but you can’t just text him and say hey wanna come fuck?...right? 

you decide to distract yourself with a show, doing your best to focus on their drama and not your own. you start dozing off a couple episodes in, the exhaustion from your day finally catching up with you. when your phone buzzing wakes you up, you notice how late it is. your first thought is about the restaurant, this is usually closing time, and then your next thought it seonghwa. did he try your sangria like you asked? that’s when you realize the reason for you phone buzzing was the man himself. you check the message and it’s a simple “hey” which makes you scoff. you sit up, pausing your show before you respond. 

“hey,” you send. then, “did you try my sangria?”

“yeah,” he replies immediately. you watch as the three dots pop up for a moment, and disappear again. 

“and?” you prompt, wanting an answer about your concoction before you go in tomorrow.

“i have thoughts,” he texts back. is he always this dry over text?

“what are your thoughts.”

a few seconds go by, but it feels like hours as you watch him type, and type.

“let me tell you in person ? :)”

-

seonghwa gets to your house in less than 20 minutes, so either he sped all the way here, or he was already on the way when he was texting you. sneaky bastard either way. he knocked quietly, and you opened the door quickly to find him standing there looking delectable as ever despite just working a closing shift. you open your mouth to say something when seonghwa speaks first.

“it needs sugar,” he says quickly, grabbing your face and kissing you after. it’s hungry, but meditated, like he’d been waiting for this. you weren’t the only one with occupied thoughts the past few hours, because seonghwa couldn’t stop thinking about all the things he wanted to do with you. the things he wanted you to do to him. while he’s got you by the mouth, you wrap your arms around his waist and fully pull him into your apartment, his foot catching the door to close it for you. you push him against it, hands itching to touch his skin as his hands settle at your neck. you grab wildly at his shirt, pulling him even closer to you so your breaths are becoming one and your lips stay locked together. seonghwa nips at your bottom lip, and you yelp, the pause letting his tongue explore your mouth. you moan at the taste of him, and he feels his cock stirring in his pants at the sound. with your hands still grabbing his shirt firmly, you tug him toward your couch, hoping you don’t back into anything as you walk. hwa’s hands fall from your neck to your waist, his eyes peeking open to make sure you don’t hurt yourself. 

you make it to the couch and pull seonghwa down on top of you, your hands sliding down his chest, memorizing every line and every dip, until your hands stop at his waist, trying to untuck his shirt so you can slip your hands underneath it and run your fingers over his skin. when he feels you make contact, he shudders, and you smile into the kiss, finally pulling back for a minute to catch your breath. 

“sensitive?” you ask with a teasing glint in your eye, and seonghwa grinds down into you, earning a shocked moan from you.

“no, you?” he asks mockingly, brushing the hair from your face as he hovers over you. the way he’s looking at you is too sincere for your liking, but you can’t help admiring him in return. you’ve never been this close to him, and you’ve never noticed how deep his dark brown eyes are, or the way his sharp features get more delicate the closer you look. your gaze trails back down to his plump lips, reddened from your prior make out, and you nip at his lips to entice him to kiss you again. he’s easy to convince, because he’s diving in again, kissing you deeper this time. your hands continue exploring his soft skin, but you trail them lower to his belt and work at getting it undone. you don’t bother taking it out, you just undo it and his pants, letting your hand dip down to cup him over his boxers. the touch has seonghwa bucking his hips, his breath fanning over your cheeks as he pants at the contact. you can tell he’s trying to get more friction by moving his hips, but you’re not having that. 

“ah ah,” you say, pulling back from the kiss and smirking when seonghwa chases your lips. “if we’re gonna do this you gotta be good for me. keep your hips still.”

“who said i have to listen to you?” he boldly quips, and a firm squeeze to the bulge in his pants has him caving quickly.

“my house, my rules,” you tease, tracing the outline of his cock lightly. “so? can you be good for me, sweet boy?” he eagerly nods, trying not to buck into your hand again as you cup him tighter. 

“tell me how you want me,” he says in a voice that’s just barely above a whisper, and if his lips weren’t ghosting over yours as he spoke you might’ve missed it. you smile at him and peck his lips sweetly, removing your hands from him completely to cup his cheeks. 

“on my bed? take your shirt off, and i’ll meet you in there.” he kisses you one more time, tongue dipping in to hold you there longer, but a quick pinch to his cheek has him pulling back sadly, sticking his tongue out at you as he untangles himself from your hold. you watch as he wanders toward the hallway, his hand reaching back to pull his shirt over his head. you could write sonnets about the way his back muscles contract as he moves, almost drooling as your eyes follow his every move. “second door on the right,” you call out to him, and then he disappears down the hall. 

you want to make him wait a minute, so you take your time getting up and taking your own shirt off, discarding it on the couch before tugging your sleep shorts up high enough to accentuate your ass (since you know seonghwa loves staring at it so much). you walk toward your room, heart racing at what you’re about to do, but a quiet cry pulls you out of your thoughts. you slide to your door, catching yourself on the door frame as you look on in shock at seonghwa palming himself and tweaking one of his nipples. you’d keep enjoying the show, but your dramatic entrance and the gasp you let out at what you found distracts him, and he blushes but smirks anyway, motioning for you to join him.

“you took too long,” he sighs, grabbing your hand to pull you on top of him as soon as you’re close enough. you slot yourself over his crotch, careful not to make direct contact with his cock just yet. you drape your arms over his shoulders, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck while you speak. 

“before we keep going,” you start, “can i ask something?”

“am i harder than i’ve ever been right now? yes,” he replies, and you laugh.

“no, but thank you for the insight,” you giggle, the motion grazing you over his lap. he contracts at the contact, and you sit further up into his lap before continuing. “i just wanna be sure, you’re clean right?”

“y/n, i told you, it’s been months,” he deadpans. “and i was plenty clean before that. so yes.”

“ok, well, i was asking, because, um, i don’t think i have any condoms?” you say sheepishly, and the color drains from seonghwa’s face. “so either we just do oral or you can come on my stomach.”

“stomach please,” he says quickly, and you smile at how eager he is.

“yeah?” and he nods again. “lay back for me then.”

“what, already?” he asks, and you shake your head. 

“no baby, i’m gonna take it slow,” you say as you lift yourself from his lap so he can lay back on your bed. you crawl down his body, leaving kisses across his chest and down between the soft lines of his abdomen. “you’re really soft.”

“thanks,” he whispers, watching you intently. “new lotion.”

“hm, really?” you ask, kissing along the waistband of his pants. “what kind?”

“i’m not really sure babe, i’ll have to get back to you on that,” he says as he rolls his eyes, and you work on pulling his pants down. he helps you by kicking them off the rest of the way, and he keeps his hips raised, thinking you’ll take his boxers off next. you simply just press his hips back into the mattress and go back to sprinkling kisses across his waist, down his thigh, along the seam of his briefs, ignoring his cock completely as you move to the other side to repeat your motions. seonghwa groans above you, and it stokes your ego to know he’s affected by such meager attention. 

“you sure you’re not sensitive?” you ask tauntingly, looking up at seonghwa but leaving your lips hovering over his cock. his eyes fall to yours and he whines at the sight of you so close to him but still separated, and you decide he’s had enough teasing for now. 

“if i say yes will you just take these off?” he asks, but you’re already moving to free his cock from his final layer. his cock bobs as hwa lifts himself up to remove his boxers fully, and you feel proud at how red and swollen it is just from a few touches. you softly grasp it, earning a gasp from the beautiful man above you. you spit on it before twisting your hand to work him up a little more, and the whines leaving his pouted lips reminds you of what he said earlier. 

“does it feel good, or am i hurting you?” you ask, wanting to make sure this is good for both of you.

“feels so good,” he breathes out, teeth clenched. “but i need to come soon.”

“really? couldn’t tell,” you tease, stroking him a few more times before leaning down to lick his tip. his precum coats your tongue, and you’re addicted to him and the sounds he’s making above you. you suck on the head, pulling back and spitting on your hand before you stroke him again, steadying him in front of you so you can swallow him in one go. when hwa feels his head hit the back of your throat, he cries out, shaking above you beautifully. you’re mesmerized by him, and you can’t help but watch as you bob up and down on his cock, stroking what you can’t fit. you flatten your tongue beneath him as you lick all the way back up, sucking on his tip again to get his attention. in his hazy state he stares down at you, eyes glazed over and mouth open slightly. he watches entranced as you go down on him again, and this time when you feel him at the back of your throat you suck, bobbing up and down messily, and you get to watch as seonghwa comes undone above you. his body jerks as he comes, shooting his load down your throat in spurts, but it’s such a strong orgasm you’re almost afraid he’ll never stop coming. you keep watching him even after he’s done, breathing heavily and sweat dripping from his forehead. you slowly remove yourself from his cock, holding the rest of his release that was sitting on your tongue in your mouth.

“so good to me,” he says breathlessly, watching you crawl back up to sit on his lap again. you give him a kiss, dipping your tongue past his lips so you can push the rest of his come into his mouth, and he moans when he realizes what you’re doing. his hands grip your hips, grinding you down into him, and you’re shocked to feel him hard again. you let hwa keep grinding you into his cock like that, making out with him slowly, until you can’t take it anymore. 

“can i ride you?” you ask after detaching yourself from his mouth. 

“do you even have to ask?” 

“help me get undressed then,” you reply, and seonghwa quickly grabs the elastic of your sports bra and helps you pull it over your head. his hands carefully trail over your chest, taking time to pinch at your nipples which makes you buck into him for once. his hands keep going, tracing down your back to dip into your shorts and squeeze your ass. he pushes your shorts off then, leaving you in your panties, a wet patch almost dripping over his cock. you grind down into him to let him feel how wet you are, and his head falls back as he groans.

“you’re gonna be the death of me,” he says, tracing his fingers over your waistband before he dips a finger past the elastic to slowly pull those down too.

“death by pussy?” you joke as you help him take your panties off. “not a bad way to go.”

“yeah now that i think about it that might be a sweet deal,” he smiles. hands going wild trying to find purchase on your thighs, your ass, your waist. seonghwa watches with stars in his eyes as you grab his cock, lining him up at your entrance, and as you try to get him at the right angle he sees your arousal literally drip from you core, and you feel his cock twitch in your hand. “you are so sexy, y/n.”

“not as sexy as-ugh-you,” you grunt, feeling him at your entrance. you brace yourself on his strong shoulders, making eye contact with him before you sink down on his cock. “oh, fuck.”

“shit,” he hisses, feeling you clench around him. “maybe i did die. maybe this is what heaven feels like.”

“what’s it feel like?”

“soft,” he starts off, and then his face contorts as you grind down. “and warm. like you.”

“god, hwa, you feel so good stretching me out,” you tell him. “i’m gonna move now.” he nods, and you take that as enough encouragement to bounce on his lap, setting a fast rhythm to chase your own high. he shifts beneath you, trying to help you find the right angle, and when he moves just right and hits your g-spot you literally collapse on top of him, moaning straight into his ear as he bucks up to keep fucking you right where you need it. 

“you good baby?” he whispers in your ear, and you just moan in response, thighs struggling to hold you up because hwa has managed to turn your legs to jelly. you regain some control by bracing yourself on his chest, rubbing your thumbs over his nipples as you try to pick your pace back up. you’re already close, and you clench down on hwa to test the waters, seeing how much more it’ll take before he comes too. “aw fuck, do that again, feels so good y/n.”

“you gotta tell me,” you huff out, squeezing him between your walls, “you gotta tell me when you’re close, remember?”

“i know,” he nods. “not yet though. loving your pussy too much, don’t wanna leave it.” his hands at your waist start to move, one circling around to cup your ass, the other sliding down to find your clit. hwa starts just by tapping it slowly, sending jolt after jolt through your core. your moans turn into high pitched cries, tears pricking at your eyes, and hwa slows to rub your clit with a determination to get you to finish before him. “look at me,” he says, and your eyes meet his. he takes in your fucked out state, bucking up to meet your hips again. you watch him as you crash into your release, almost yelling at how good it feels to have him fuck you through your orgasm. you’re quickly oversensitive though, so you bounce on him a couple more times before pulling off his cock, and the release from your warm walls has him coming as soon as the cold air hits his dick. you watch in awe as he jerks again, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he finishes on himself, come spurting up his stomach and even landing on your thighs still pressed up against his. you keep watching as he comes down, swiping a finger through the come that managed to land on you, and he sucks it clean off his fingers. he’s pulling you in for a kiss before you can do anything else, and then you feel his tongue pressing past your lips to deposit his release into your mouth. you pull back from him, spit and come connecting your lips, but you swallow and show him, a cocky smile growing over his face. 

“that was hot,” you say, still trying to breath normally.

“yeah, we need to do that again,” hwa replies.

“again? now?”

“no, not now, unless you want to,” he says with a smirk. “but i was thinking more like another day. when we need it again.”

“that’d be nice,” you agree, and seonghwa slowly pulls you down to lay against his chest. he presses a kiss to the top of your head before he speaks again.

“and i was thinking...if we did this again..we could do it at my place, and do it by my rules. what do you say?”

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[hwathinker]

"you like that, eh? aw, don't cry. shut your fucking mouth and take this cock like a good girl you are."

oh that?? well.. here's the thing. at the start of your relationship with seonghwa years ago, he has always remind you that if you feel uncomfortable whenever you have sex, you should always tell him about it. you've always keep that in mind until you finally grew comfy with him. and now.. what did you do? you fucked up, messed with him by teasing him with;

"hmm.. i think im still not comfy with the size." "im okay, i can take your cock" "wait no! i think it doesn't fit." "no, i think it does." "ahh shit! it doesn't!"

he started to lose temper, his dick pressing hard against his sweats as if he's not impatient to fill you up. as for you.. you like to tease seonghwa like he's some kind of joke. wearing such a short shorts that your fucking panties goes visible, and that your nipples literally poked out of your hello kitty crop top, also exposing half of your body. so.. thats how you ended up bending over on the bed, face buried into the pillows with the both of your hands being held by him from the back. and his cock.. don't even say it again. he plays your folds with his tip like a fucking tease.

"a-ah.. hwa.. please? let me have some of that dick inside.." you begged, voiced almost muffled by the fabrics. seonghwa chuckled, pressing the head hard to your entrance till it went it a little. only the tip. "oh you gotta be nice for that one. i only gave in earlier because you begged like a good fucking girl. but why do you have to scold how my pace is slow or not? shit makes me insane you know.. these pretty pussy are not good enough to be filled. i need the owner to beg more." seonghwa spanks your already red with hand prints ass, exciting him more by the sound you made. "c'mon princess. don't you have something to say to me?" he once again took the head back out, thrusting in between your wet ass. "mmh.. please just.. please hwa.. need your pretty cock inside me, fill your princess up please..? i swear i'll be good.." you cried, pushing your body against him to feel his dick once more.

seonghwa clicked his tongue, letting go of your hands and helping you roll to your back and facing him. you sighed in tiredness of the position for at least.. an hour? seonghwa aligned his cock at your entrance, holding your hip while the other is sliding his dick in. you arched your back to the feeling. "gosh... your dick 's so fucking good.." you moaned. seonghwa fell on your shoulder, head buried deep into it as he thrusts his hips to yours. he bit your neck, making a small love bruise on it. "oh fuck, you're god damn pretty being filled in like this.. fucking moan like a slut more and i'll cum inside you. you're mine baby." he breathed heavily, mixing them with his moans as your pussy and his cock making filthy sounds that fills in the room.

you moaned, loudly and sweetly in his ear. you knew what you were doing, and of course its on purpose. so he'd fill you up like you wanted him to. "fucking hell, im fucking close baby, please don't stop." he moaned. his hands dug deep into your skin, pace going fast as he's close to cumming. "aah.. so good. good girl hm?" his hips started to grow more slow, your breathes slowing down after coming on each other. seonghwa thrusts in a few more times to ride his high, then pulling it out ad he watches your dripping wet cunt. "god.. your pussy is so fucking pretty like this." he licked his lips, fingers weren't wasting a second to caress your wet folds. he pushed the remain liquids into you with his fingers, basically overstimulating you. "mmh,, can't take it anymore.. sensitive." you said, legs shaking from hours of teasing and a hot sex you just got.

"come on baby, let me take you to the bathroom. a good girl deserves it."

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GOD I FINALLY POSTED AFTER A LONGGGGGG FUCKING TIMEEE 😫😫 i missed writing filthy seonghwa drabbles sm bro KSKSSJJSSBD but hey!!!! i found a time to finish this yayy woohoo shai is finally free!!!! 😼😼😼 hope ya'll liked this ass lol the fuck

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[kimbappykidding]

Other Parts: Part Two

You were walking down the street one day in your new city when an old friend recognised you. "Y/n?" Wooyoung called, stopping dead in the street making you turn around. "Wooyoung!" you cried and both hugged one another. Growing up you and Wooyoung had been best friends. You only lived a few doors down from one another and stuck together all through school. Wooyoung left to go pursue his love of music and you were sad to see him go but supported him fully. You were still friends but hadn't spoken in a while which is why it was so nice to see each other.   "How are you? What are you doing here?" Wooyoung asked. "I live here" you said "I moved here about 6 months ago, what about you?". "I live here too! How did I have no idea you were here? That's crazy". "It is, how are you anyway, you look..." then you noticed his friend beside him "good". Wooyoung noticed and smirked "Y/n this is my colleague Seonghwa, Seonghwa this is Y/n. She was my best friend growing up". "Nice to meet you" you said and he nodded "likewise, so have you moved here permanently Y/n?". You nodded "yep I moved here for work and don't plan on quitting anytime soon". "Good, you should invite her to our place Saturday" Seonghwa said and Wooyoung nodded "totally! We're having a Halloween party this weekend and you should come!". You nodded "I'd love to" and Wooyoung nodded "I'll send you the details".

When Wooyoung sent you the address you thought he was joking. The house was more of a mansion! How did he afford it? Then you looked into Wooyoung a little more and realised he was an idol. How that escaped your notice you'll never know but it did and you discovered Seonghwa was one too which explained the good looks. So you were a little more nervous to attend this party as you figured it'd be a bigger event than planned. You were dressed as a princess from your favourite cartoon and walked towards the huge house to see the party already in full swing. The door was open so you just walked straight inside and looked around for Wooyoung. People were drinking, laughing, dancing and it was super busy. You decided to do a walk through the house to see if you could spot him and grabbed a drink in the kitchen on your way. When you couldn't see Wooyoung you texted him you were here and took a seat on the stairs with a higher vantage point. It was nicer upstairs because it was quieter and cooler. You were sipping your drink in peace when you heard a voice "Y/n right?". You turned to see Seonghwa. He was in a costume but you had no idea what that costume was because you were a little preoccupied by the fact he had no shirt on. You blinked taking him in before nodding "yeah, Seonghwa wasn't it?". He nodded "good memory. So you came?". You nodded "yeah but I couldn't find Wooyoung anywhere". Seonghwa nodded "yeah he's so social it can be hard to pin him down. Want me to help you find him?". You nodded and set off together "what's your outfit by the way? It looks so familiar". "Oh I'm Princess Azula from Avatar the Last Airbender". "Of course" Seonghwa said "I knew it was familiar". You smiled "and what are you?". He smiled "a surfer". "That's it?" you asked and he laughed "Yep! Pretty shit I know but I didn't have time to go all out". It worked though because as you passed a girl smiled at him "nice costume Seonghwa" making you both chuckle. "Well she appreciates it. Must be nice having that as your backup" you said nodding to his chest and Seonghwa smiled "oh you like it huh?". You shrugged slightly "you don't look terrible" and he smiled. Then Seonghwa spotted San. "Hey San!" he called and made his way over "have you seen Wooyoung This is his friend Y/n". San was dressed as a werewolf and looked really cute. The adorable werewolf shook his head "no I haven't sorry but maybe Jongho has?". So you followed Seonghwa to Jongho who was dressed as a pirate. He was with another member called Mingi who was dressed as a Fireman. "Hey nice Princess Azula costume!" Jongho said as you walked up and you smiled "thanks!". "Whereas your costume sucks" he said to Seonghwa who shrugged "well Y/n likes it" making you blush. "Have either of you seen Wooyoung?". "Last I heard he was nipping to the supermarket to get more ice" Mingi said. "But didn't Hongjoong fill the freezer with the stuff?". "Yeah apparently Wooyoung didn't know that" Jongho said. Seonghwa shook his head before turning to you "come on you might be waiting a while so let's get you another drink". Seonghwa got you a drink using the "good" alcohol which was hidden in a locked cupboard and then gave you a quick tour through the garden and house. With Wooyoung still not in sight Seonghwa started looking for chairs for the two of you and you paused."You know you don't have to stay with me" you said "I can wait for Wooyoing somewhere or go home". Seonghwa shook his head "Not at all! We invited you here tonight and I’m making sure you have a good time". "You don't mind?" you asked and he shook his head "not at all...I'm actually quite enjoying myself" and he gave you a flirty smirk which made you blush. When Wooyoung finally did arrive you'd been with Seonghwa for a while and were enjoying yourself. You'd both drank some more and were dancing when Wooyoung saw you. "Y/n?" he asked spotting you rather close to Seonghwa and you smiled "Wooyoung!" and rushed to hug him. Wooyoung shot Seonghwa a look over your shoulder and then smiled "it's so good to see you!  Your princess Azula is amazing!". "Thank you!" you smiled and Wooyung laughed "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you arrived but it looks like Seonghwa was keeping you company?" he asked looking behind you. You nodded "Seonghwa has been an excellent host, I've had a great time because of him". Wooyoung nodded "I'm glad, Y/n do you wanna come with me to the kitchen while I put this stuff away?". You nodded "sure..." before remembering Seonghwa and turning to him "is that okay?". "You don't need my permission" Seonghwa just said smoothly "of course you can go. Come find me whenever you want me" making you blush. "I will definitely do that" you nodded and disappeared with Wooyoung. "Okay so what the fuck is going on with you two?" Wooyoung asked "if I hadn't interrupted you would've been on your way to his bedroom right now". You shook your head laughing "no we wouldn't have!". "Oh so the two of you weren't flirting shamelessly?" Wooyoung asked "it's okay Y/n no judgement" he smiled and you blushed "he's hot okay and shirtless! Throw in alcohol and how do you expect me to resist?". Wooyoung laughed "you make some good points and you don't have to if you don't want to. I just wanted to make sure you were happy with it all". "I am" you nodded "but what is Seonghwa like in that sense?". "If you're asking me what he's like in bed I do not have first-hand experience" Wooyoung said laughing and you smiled "no I mean romantically. Am I the girl of the week?". Wooyoung shook his head "no Seonghwa is actually quite particular but I could tell he liked you from the way he looked at you when you first met". "Really?" you asked and Wooyoung nodded "he's not subtle when he likes someone". "I did think he was confident" you nodded and Wooyoung smiled "that's because when Seonghwa sees something he wants, he goes for it and the thing he wants right now is you". That made your stomach do somersaults and Wooyoung smirked "and you clearly want him too so go get him". You smiled "a cute boy can wait, I have a friend to catch up with" and took Wooyoung's hand, dragging him into the party. You hung out with Seonghwa a little more that night but as these things often do you got separated and left without saying goodbye. You figured that was the end and a small part of you was relieved. You didn't want to get involved with an idol. You'd heard how hard those relationships were and a fling surely wasn't worth that. Wooyoung texted you a week later asking if you want to go to the cinema with him and you agreed. You showed up excited to see the film but quickly realised you'd be preoccupied because Wooyoung wasn't alone. Seonghwa was there. Wooyoung saw you and waved coming to hug you. "Hey! So we have a stalker in the form of Seonghwa" he said gesturing behind you and the boy smiled. "Hi Y/n it's great to see you but I kind of miss the tiara". "I have a lot more to miss about your outfit" you replied and Seonghwa grinned while Wooyoung rolled his eyes. "Just to let you both know I'm sitting between you" Wooyoung said and led you to the snacks. Wooyoung did position himself in between the two of you but Seonghwa went to the toilet and when he came back seated himself in the seat next to you. When Wooyoung shot him a look he shrugged "what? I forgot to get popcorn and I'm sure if I ask nicely Y/n will let me share with her". "I have popcorn!" Wooyoung said waving it around in front of him but Seonghwa shrugged "I want Y/n's popcorn" and Seonghwa directed his gaze to you "if that's okay of course". In response you held the tub out to him "be my guest" and Wooyoung sat back poutily. Wooyoung didn't need to worry though, Seonghwa was a flirt but he wasn't a heathen so he behaved well in the cinema. Apart from whispering in your ear a few times and smiling when you laughed at the jokes he didn't do much. You were hyper-aware of him though and anytime his arm brushed yours it felt slow and deliberate. Once the film was over Seonghwa bounded up "Y/n are you hungry? Would you like to get dinner with me?" he asked. You smiled "I could eat, what about you Wooyoung?” but Wooyoung sighed "I've got work... which Seonghwa knows" he added under his breath. "Guess it's just you and me then" Seonghwa said and you blushed slightly. If you'd known tonight you were going to dinner with Seonghwa you'd have dressed up way nicer but when opportunity knocks you just have to answer. You made your way out of the cinema and then walked Wooyoung to his car. "If you don't want to go out with Seonghwa you don't have to" Wooyoung said "I can just take you home and claim something came up. Seonghwa won't mind". You paused "no I want to go with him I just...I wish I'd dressed nicer! He looked so good and I'm in my comfy jeans". Wooyoung shook his head "well Seonghwa was getting distracted by something on the stairs and I don't think it was the steps. You look great Y/n and he's super into you. If you want this then go and have as much fun as you want". You smiled and Wooyoung grinned "goodnight Y/n" and headed away. You made your way back to Seonghwa who looked really nice in the setting summer sun. "Do you like Japenese food?" he asked "there's a really nice restaurant not far from here". You smiled "I do like Japanese food" and Seonghwa smiled back. "Then let's go" he said offering his arm out to you and you took it walking together. The restaurant was nice and you found yourself in the bar next door afterwards. You weren't planning on this night going any further when two girls walked in and clocked Seonghwa. You could read the expression on their face easily and knew they were into him. They sat near the two of you, directly over your shoulder in Seonghwa's eye line. Credit to Seonghwa he made sure to never look at them but you could hear them behind you laughing and talking loudly to try and get his attention. You couldn't believe their audacity. You and Seonghwa weren't together but they didn't know that. Finally one of them knocked your chair with theirs and you turned around "can we help you ladies?". "No...at least you can't" one of them giggled looking at Seonghwa. "Look I get it, he's hot but see he's a bit busy at the moment so why don't you go for someone else?". "He doesn't seem that busy" the other one replied and Seonghwa watched you wondering if to jump in. You nodded "hmmm you're right, he doesn't...let me fix that". You leaned across the table and found Seonghwa was already there, more than happy to meet you halfway the second he realised what you were doing. Still you gently gripped his shirt and pulled him closer. You kissed him, slowly and deliberately so the girls could see until you forget about them. You got caught up in the kiss and Seonghwa kept pulling you back in any time you went to stop for breath. When you finally pulled away both girls were glaring and Seonghwa smiled "she's more than keeping me busy so run along" and they turned pink before rushing off, claiming Seonghwa "wasn't that hot anyway". "Ouch" Seonghwa said joking and you smiled "you know you're hot" and he smiled. "Thanks...for the compliment and that kiss. I was wondering when you were going to make a move". You blushed "I...can get pretty firey when I'm upset or jealous". Seonghwa smiled "well if that was what that was I like it, what can I do to make you jealous so it happens again?". You shook your head "well you could just ask me for another kiss" and Seonghwa smiled "much easier I like it and he leaned forwards. "Y/n may I kiss you?" he asked and you blushed nodding. The second time was even better than the first but that just made it even harder to pull away. Seonghwa could sense that by the way you were kissing him so he pulled away and leaned into your ear "if you want we could go back to mine and spend as long as we want doing this". You blushed as his breath tickled your neck but knew you wanted that so nodded. Seonghwa took your hand and led you out the door. Back at his you carried on where you'd left off but alone things progressed quickly. As clothing started coming off you suddenly felt a lot more self-conscious. Every woman had casual underwear and her best underwear and because you'd thought you were going out with a friend you'd worn the former. So you weren't feeling as confident as you could be and Seonghwa sensed that. You kept using your arms to cover yourself and once Seonghwa noticed he gently grabbed your arms and moved them away. "This is what you look like when you're not dressing for a date?" he whispered looking down at you "you're stunning" and you suddenly felt a lot better. Seonghwa continue complimenting you as he kissed anywhere he could until he ended up at your face. "You're so beautiful" he told you and you smiled believing him. So you kissed him and Seonghwa smiled. *** You woke up the next morning to hear your phone ringing. It was loud and you grabbed it quickly trying to shut it up and accidentally picked up the call. "Hello?" you asked half-asleep and heard a very energic Wooyoung. "Good Morning!" he called "so how was your date with Seonghwa?". Your eyes flew open and you saw Seonghwa beside you, sat up awake. He must've heard Wooyoung because he smiled. "It was good" you said trying to ignore the good-looking topless man beside you but you heard Seonghwa chuckle making you blush. "Come on I need more than good!" Wooyoung said "what was he like? How long did you stay out? Do you think you'll see him again?". Wooyoung was just rattling off questions and Seonghwa smiled "may I?" he whispered gesturing to the phone and you nodded passing it over. "Wooyoung please leave Y/n alone our date is ongoing and you're disturbing it". There was silence for a solid 5 seconds before Wooyoung screamed "oh my god you had sex?" and Seonghwa hung up the phone. "I'll deal with him later but right now I've got something more important...you". You blushed as Seonghwa looked at you "good morning" he said and even the way he said that made your stomach twirl. "Good morning" you replied and Seonghwa's eyes flickered over you. "I had a really nice night last night" he said "how was it for you?". You paused unsure how to put into words something that your brain was still processing. "I enjoyed it" you admitted and Seonghwa smiled "you did huh? I thought you sounded like you did last night but you can never be too sure". You nodded "you're very good and clearly very experienced". "You can have all the experience in the world but you have to be inspired and you certainly inspired me last night" Seonghwa said leaning closer so he could kiss you. You happily kissed him back, a hand pressed to his cheek and Seonghwa was working his way back over you when you were interrupted once again by a phone ringing but this time it was his. "One second" he said to you and snapped back to his side of the bed. "What?" he cried thinking it was Wooyoung but it wasn't. "Hongjoong? No, no I'm fine...what's up?". You heard the Ateez leader on the other side explaining something and saw Seonghwa sigh "but I thought that wasn't until 1?". More voices and finally Seonghwa nodded "okay whatever I'll try and make it but I might be late...I just might be, start and I'll be there as soon as I can okay? Okay bye" and he hung up. Seonghwa put down the phone and turned to you "I hate to do this but I have to go". You smiled "I gathered, it's fine I'll get dressed and get going". Seonghwa shook his head "no way, I'm driving you home". You paused "but don't you have to go?". "Yes but I'm civilised Y/n. We can get a Starbucks on the road and I'll drop you off home. I believe in treating women right". You laughed "wow I bet you have a great reputation" and Seonghwa smiled "maybe but I only care what you think of me" and you had to laugh at how shameless he was. "Do you ever stop flirting?" you asked and Seonghwa thought about it. "Not when I've got a beautiful woman like you in my bed. It's just against all my instincts" and you laughed. "You're very charming Seonghwa" you said pressing a small kiss to his lips before bounding out of bed. "I'll be 2 minutes" you said and grabbed your clothes disappearing into the bathroom. Seonghwa collapsed back into bed, there was no way he was forgiving Hongjoong for the morning he just robbed him of. A few hours later you got a call from Wooyoung. When you picked up he asked "are you going to talk to me now Seonghwa is no longer wrapped around you?". You blushed "how do you know he's not?". "Because he's stood 10 feet away from me, he's looking very very happy but I'm pretty sure you're not in his back pocket so I thought now I might actually be able to get an explanation...what the hell happened?". "You told me to have fun" you shrugged and Wooyoung laughed "I did but you never just hook up with guys! I thought you liked to go slow". You shrugged "typically I do but last night just felt right, I wanted to go with Seonghwa so when he invited me back to his I went". "And everything was okay?" Wooyoung asked and you nodded "it was really good and Seonghwa was simultaneously really hot and really sweet". "So he treated you good? I don't have to kick his ass?" Wooyoung asked only half joking. You shook your head "Seonghwa was perfect...although I'd kind of like to see that". "You minx" Wooyoung laughed "okay I have to go but I just wanted to make sure you were okay". "I'm fine but thank you for being a good friend and checking in on me". "Of course!" Wooyoung nodded "okay talk to you later. Love you, bye!" and he hung up.   You went on with your day like normal and tried not to think about Seonghwa too much. You blushed anytime he did pop into your head but were trying not to get attached. Neither of you had discussed anything when you left and so you couldn't expect to hear anything from him. The two of you hadn't even exchanged numbers so there was no way he could even contact you so you tried to ignore what happened. You were just getting ready for bed that night when you got a text "Hey sorry it's so late I've only just got in from training. I asked Wooyoung for your number because I got distracted from asking you this morning. Would you like to go on a proper date this weekend?". You got so excited as you read it and your plan to keep cool immediately went out the window. A few seconds later you got another text "I should've said...this is Seonghwa" and you smiled at how cute he could be. You texted back that you'd love to go out on a proper date and collapsed into bed very happy.

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[twilightzoneletters]

[2:38 pm]

seonghwa's heart flutters as he looks at you. his palm face up in one of your own, you trace the lines in his palm with your fingers.

he looks at you, eyes sparkling, soft smile on his lips as he studies your features.

he can't believe you're actually his.

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[stayteezdreams]

And His Name Was Death {Part One}

Summoned

Plot: What happens when you accidentally summon death himself, and he decides he doesn't want to leave?

{Part Two}

Pairing: Death!Park Seonghwa x Gn!Reader

Requests: "I thought I saw something" + 'You meet Death himself, and he seems to have a crush on you.' + 'The creaking of an old door' + 'Accidentally summoning a demon while decorating'

Requested by: Anonymous; @tumbleboof and @amalialoved

A/n: yeah...I enjoyed writing these requests so much it turned into a series.

Warnings: Mildly suggestive content. Mentions of death (obviously)

Words: ~5.3k

Joy radiated through you as you rifled through the various decorations you had picked up on your recent trip into town. You could never resist decorations, especially Halloween decorations.

Between the festive scented candles, candle holders, themed mugs, fake webs, and candy, your counter top was covered in your new purchases.

Your eyes drifted to the last bag as you delicately pulled it open. Lifting out the object wrapped in brown paper, you unwrapped. Smiling softly at the old book, you ran your fingers over it. It had clearly been heavily used and was obviously quite old. The cover was engraved with barely legible markings, in a language you guessed was Latin, or at least similar to it.

Flipping through the pages, your eyes scanned the various blocks of text you couldn't understand, as well as random sketched pictures ranging from plants, to weapons, and what you assume were various monsters.

When you had gone to the antique store, you didn't really intend to buy anything, but when you spotted the old book sitting on a shelf, somewhat hidden behind an old lock box, you felt almost drawn to it. For a moment it felt as though you recognized it, like it was yours, but obviously you had never seen it before.

When you picked it up, you couldn't ignore the desire to buy it that bubbled up, so you did just that. You convinced yourself it would be a good Halloween decoration, though it did cost more than the other decorations you had bought combined. Something you would be convincing yourself was a good idea for a while. Though you feared you would just end up regretting it later.

As you reached the last page of the book as you quickly flipped through it, you stopped as you saw two handwritten passages on the back cover. It was in ink but had obviously been written a long time ago.

You ran your finger over the top passage as you wondered what it was. It was written in another language, but you found yourself muttering the words out loud as best as you could.

When you finished the first passage, you felt a wave of dizziness wash over you and you closed your eyes, shaking your head softly as you opened them again. The dizziness passed, and you hummed to yourself. After a moment's thought, you figured it was because you hadn't eaten yet.

Your eyes drifted to the second passage, but before you could read it, you jolted as you heard a loud fluttering sound similar to wings coming from behind you. Looking back towards the hallway, you furrowed your brow.

'Did a bird get in?' You thought to yourself as you made your way cautiously towards where the noise had originated.

After checking every room and making sure no windows were open, you wandered back to the kitchen, no bird being found. You shook your head, thinking maybe it had just flown past the window and sounded like it was inside.

Your eyes locked on the book and you frowned, pausing in your steps. It was now shut, though you swore you hadn't closed it. As you walked back to the book, you felt goosebumps rise up your arms and neck.

Instead of opening it again, you set it up on the counter beside the cauldron candy bowl. After sparing it one more curious glance, you continued to set out the decorations, only stopping when there was a knock at your door. You grinned to yourself as you quickly padded towards the door, knowing your friends had arrived for an evening hangout.

One Halloween movie later, you all stretched and joked as Yeosang and Wooyoung argued over the next movie to be put it. San made his way to the kitchen to grab some more candy, and you heard him call out to you a moment later.

Looking back at him, you saw him assessing the old book, "What's this?"

You turned around and smiled, "Isn't it cool? I found it at an old antique shop. I thought it would make a cool decoration."

"It's creepy." Yesoang commented as he looked over to see what San had.

"That's the point." Wooyoung said with a scoff, causing Yeosang to glare at him.

Seeing San suddenly look back further into the house, you followed his line of sight. "What?"

He slowly looked back at you and shook his head a bit, "I thought I saw something."

You felt goosebumps rise up your arms again but ignored them. "I thought I heard something earlier, like a bird got in, but I couldn't find anything."

"Want me to look?"

"Sure." You said with a soft nod, watching as he made his way into the back of your house.

As you watched him disappear, you got an odd feeling in your stomach, like a knot starting to form. As you began to rise, feeling as though you should follow him, he came back out with a shrug of his shoulders.

"I didn't see anything."

"Huh." You plopped back down, feeling a bit of relief wash over you, though the knot in your stomach still remained.

"Maybe your house is haunted." Wooyoung teased making you roll your eyes.

Though, when you spared the book another glance, and your mind flashed back to it being closed when you swore you left it open, you almost believed his words.

As Yeosang put another movie in, after winning against Wooyoung in rock, paper, scissors, and San had his fill of candy choices, you tried to distract yourself from your wandering thoughts.

Your thoughts however were only distracted for a short time, as you caught onto an unfamiliar figure in the TV's reflection as the screen went black momentarily. It was only for a second, but you swore someone was standing right behind you.

Not wanting to freak yourself out, you slowly turned your head, finding that the room was empty behind you. You stared down the darkened hallway, as you felt as though you were being watched. Looking back at the book, you took in a deep breath.

"Are you sure there was nothing when you looked San?"

San looked over at you, noticing you peering back at the dark area of your house.

He frowned "Yeah I'm sure, why?"

"I don't know" You hesitated, "I just...got a weird feeling."

Yeosang had now paused the movie and he and Wooyoung looked back down the hallway as well.

San stood up tapping Wooyoung's leg, "Come on."

You looked over at them as they all stood up, "What are you doing?"

"We'll check everything, so you can feel better about it okay?"

You smiled at him as you stood up as well, "That would make me feel better."

He smiled and nodded as you all walked through the house, checking every closet and every room. Yeosang checked every door and window until you were satisfied.

You sat back on the couch with a sigh, "Maybe watching horror movies when I know I live alone isn't such a good idea." You joked, making the others chuckle.

"Or, maybe I was right." Wooyoung wiggled his eyebrows and you smacked his shoulder. "Shut up! I do not want to think about my house being haunted Woo."

He chuckled, "Sorry, sorry. I'm sure it's not, I'm just joking."

"Come on, let's put in a more lighthearted movie. That will be better right?" Yeosang asked looking at you, and you nodded with a smile, grateful he wanted you to feel more comfortable.

Even with the house fully checked, you felt uneasy when the time came for the three to go home. You knew your house was empty, you knew you were safe, but something felt...off.

San gave you a soft smile, "You gonna be okay?"

You nodded your head, "Yeah, I'll be fine." It wasn't a lie, you hoped.

Throwing away candy wrappers and washing your drinking glasses, you started to feel a bit better as your house grew quiet. As you began to sing softly to yourself, your nerves began to settle even more. You really were just riling yourself up with stupid thoughts.

Creak

Your voice went silent and your whole body froze as the door at the end of the hallway creaked open.

Looking to your left, you slowly reached over, grabbing the heavy candle holder you had bought earlier in the day. Silently, you walked to the hall and turned the light on, seeing it empty ahead of you. The door was in fact open and you felt your heart thump painfully in your chest.

You let out a shaky breath as you slowly crept down the hall, peering into every room, until you finally checked the last room, yet finding nothing once again.

You cursed to yourself as you walked back into your kitchen. Scoffing as you set the candle holder down, you grabbed the book and stared at it.

"You're not really haunted, are you?"

"Not quite."

Gasping you dropped the book as you quickly grabbed the candle holder, spinning around you saw a man standing a few feet away. Chucking the candle holder at him, he dodged it, though barely, as he was surprised by your quick movements.

You froze for a second as the man looked back at you, surprise fading into a smirk, "Good reflexes."

Quickly reaching behind you, you grabbed a knife from the counter and held it defensively.

His smirked seemed to widen, "A fighter too."

"Who are you?" You asked boldly, though there was a waver in your voice.

He quirked his brow, "Shouldn't you know? You called me here."

He could see the confusion that crossed your face and his interest continued to pique.

"What do you mean?" Your grip tightened around the handle of the knife.

Tilting his head softly, his eyes drifted to the book on the counter behind you, "That little incantation you read earlier."

You quickly glance at the book, and your eyes furrowed more, "What?"

He furrowed his brow before he scoffed, "You have magic in your veins and you aren't even aware of it."

You were as far away from the man as you could get but fully cornered in your kitchen. Eyeing the counter, you knew you were fully prepared to vault over it if needed.

"What does that mean? Who are you?" You asked again, your voice holding more force than before.

"It means you are a child of witches. No matter how far back in your bloodline, only those with magic in their blood can use that book. And you summoned me."

"S-summoned?"

Your heart pounded in your chest as your mind went wild. This guy was crazy, or maybe you were crazy. Whichever one it was, nothing was making sense.

Slowly, the man smiled, showing his bright white teeth. Bowing to you, he peered up, and as his eyes met yours you could see they were now completely black. Your heart jolted with shock as you felt locked in place.

"And to answer your other question. I am Death." Standing straight up again, you watched as his eyes faded back to brown. "But, you can call me Seonghwa. It is the name I go by with humans."

"Yeah, I'm going crazy." You muttered, staring almost blankly at him.

He tilted his head and a soft smile graced his face. "Is that easier to believe?"

"Is it easier to believe I'm going crazy over the fact that I somehow summoned Death into my house? Yeah, a bit."

He grinned at your words before he moved to walk into your living room. You followed him with your eyes, taking the moment to move out of your kitchen and to an area you could easily make a break for it if needed.

Looking around he smiled, "At least I didn't get summoned by someone who wanted to use me, or trap me. Last time that happened- Well, it didn't work out very well for him."

A shiver ran up your spine at his words, and you spoke again, your voice soft, and showing your new fear.

"Are you going to kill me?

Slowly he looked over at you, and for a moment you saw what you could only describe as dejection.

"Do you want to die?" He asked slowly, making your breath catch.

You shook your head, "No."

He smiled again and you almost felt relieved. "Then no, I am not going to kill you."

As he looked back towards your living room, you watched him pick up a piece of chocolate and eat it. You took this moment to fully take in his appearance.

His black hair perfectly matched his fully black outfit, and you couldn't deny he was gorgeous, almost ethereal even. If he wasn't a stranger claiming to be Death as he walked around your house as if he hadn't broken in, you might be flirting with him.

Looking over at you, his eyes scanned you before landing on the knife still in your hand.

"That won't do anything by the way." He commented with a casual tone.

Your eyes fell down to the knife in your hand and you held it tighter. "You say that, but it makes me feel better."

His lip quirked up slightly, "Then keep it."

You glanced over at the book and recalled everything that had happened since you bought it. Noises, shadows in the corner of your eyes, the feeling of being watched, but never finding or seeing anyone. Maybe he really was telling the truth.

"Why- what is an incantation to summon death doing written in the back of an old book?"

He shrugged "Well, it's not just an old book, its a grimoire, a spell book for witches. And it belonged to the last man who summoned me. The one who trapped me." You could hear malice in his voice as he looked back over at the book and your chest tightened.

"The one you killed?"

His eyes fell on you and his brow quirked, "How do you know I killed him?"

"You implied it. Besides, you said you were Death." You quickly answered.

His lips curled into a smile you would normally find charming if he weren't so unnerving.

"Smart too." He hummed as he turned to face you fully, his eyes scanned you up and down, as something you didn't recognize flashed in his eyes.

He started to walk slowly towards you and a shiver crawled up your spine, you backed away, and your felt your heart drop as your back hit the wall. Lifting your hand you reminded him of the knife as you gripped it, ready to fight if needed.

He stopped right in front of you and you felt your breath catch. The tip of the knife was pressed to his chest, but he didn't so much as blink.

Lifting his hand, he reached towards your face, his fingers gently caressing your cheek.

"Brave, strong-willed, smart, and beautiful."

His touch was cold, but it felt nice, and you resisted the urge to let out a sigh. The thought alone jarring you. You should be afraid, you should be yelling, running, fighting, but you weren't.

You met his eyes and you were startled by the softness he held in his gaze.

"What do you want from me?" You asked, voice soft, just above a whisper.

He tilted his head ever so slightly as he admired your face, dropping his hand.

"I was going to ask you that." Stepping away from you, he walked over to your fridge, pulling it open. "You summoned me, though I now know it was an accident. What was it you told your friend? You thought it would make a nice decoration?" You could hear a note of amusement in his tone.

You watched him rummage through your fridge as you thought back on your conversation with San. So he really had been here in the house, unseen, invisible. You recalled the reflection in the TV and you shivered.

Silently you walked back over to the book, the grimoire, as he called it. Quietly flipping through it, you wondered if every passage was a different spell. And you couldn't help but wonder, if you summoned him could you maybe do more?

You glanced back up at him, seeing him investigating your left-overs. Setting the knife down, you continued to flip to the end of the book.

Finding the last passage, the one you had summoned him with, your eyes fell to the second half, the part you had not read aloud. If the first half summoned him, perhaps the second half-

Before you could even finish your thought, you were being pressed up against the counter, hands held down at your sides, as Seonghwa's chest was pressed against your own. His nose brushed yours as his eyes held an intense gaze with yours.

"Don't." His voice was strong, but you thought you heard...panic?

"Don't what?" You asked somewhat breathlessly, still startled by his quick movements. You hadn't even seen him step away from the fridge.

"Read it."

"Why?" You asked, a challenge in your tone. You already knew you had been right, and from his reaction, he knew you knew it too.

"Because I don't want to go."

You felt your gut twist at the sudden vulnerability on his face, the tone of his voice did show fear, and almost desperation.

"Wh-why?" You asked again, your tone softer this time.

You felt his grip on your wrists loosen, but he still held you against him. Seonghwa debated telling you, what if you were secretly cruel? Just waiting for the perfect moment to get your hands back on the book? But as he studied your gaze a bit longer, he saw the genuine curiosity, and kindness peaking through, he also saw concern. For him? He felt his chest clench.

No, you weren't cruel, you were something...else. Something that intrigued him more than he could fully understand just yet.

"It's been so long since I've come here without cause or instruction, I'd like to stay. Unless you demand something of me."

"Demand?"

"You summoned me, and because of that, you have some realm of control over me. So tell me, what do you want?"

You stared into his eyes and saw various emotions coursing through them. What had others who summoned him demanded he do? He was Death, so did that mean he was summoned to kill? And who? Innocent people? Evil people? What did the man who owned the grimoire before you do to him when he trapped him?

The more you thought of these possibilities, the more you could make sense of the emotions in his gaze. He was afraid, he was angry, he was tired. He wanted to be free.

You found yourself shaking your head. "I don't want anything."

Seonghwa studied your face for a moment, his eyes grazing over your lips longer than he fully intended. He let go of your hands as he let out a breath.

You would really wish nothing of him? You had a powerful, God-like being at your beckoning, and you wanted nothing?

A smile formed on his face. "Kind too. I'll add that to the list."

You felt a smile tugging at your lips, but you pushed it away. "So can you only come here when you are summoned?"

Seonghwa smiled. So you had finally accepted he was really Death. Now, you were curious. Usually he might ignore your questions and flee, but you were, more or less, setting him free. And, something made him not want to leave, at least not quite yet.

"Or to take souls to the Underworld. But most times, I can only stay for a short time. Until my bidding is done."

"And...are you the only Death? I mean, there can't just be you, right?"

"No, there are many of us. We are demons, a type at least."

Your brow furrowed, "I thought Death was supposed to be an Angel?"

"The original one was, yes. But Angels can only handle so much death before they are tainted by it. Demons are not."

You nodded as if you understood, but you only grew more confused by the second.

"I don't know why I'm telling you this so easily." He mused, his tone holding both curiosity and amusement.

"And I don't know why I'm not freaking out."

He smiled as a soft chuckle left his mouth and as you smiled in return, he felt his heart skip a beat. As he studied you his gaze almost became playful.

You felt your ears and neck growing hot, "What?" You asked, uncertain what to do under his gaze.

A smirk formed on his face, "I like you." He said matter-of-factly.

You could no longer ignore the heat that had risen up your neck, or the way your heart pounded in your chest. How and why did he make you feel like this, when you had been terrified not too long ago?

Before you could respond, you heard a knock on your door, causing you to flinch out of surprise.

Seonghwa glanced towards your door before he looked back at you. He tried to ignore the disappointment that filled his chest as you looked away from him. He hated interruptions.

"Your friend is back."

You looked from the door to him and he motioned his head for you to go. You slowly walked away, leaving the kitchen, and his line of sight, still uneasy due to his previous actions. He wasn't going to do anything to whoever was at the door was he?

Peeping out of the window, you saw San bouncing on his feet outside your door. You rose your brow as you wondered how Seonghwa had known it was one of your friends. And why were you referring to him as Seonghwa like you knew him??

As you disappeared from his sight Seonghwa looked down at the grimoire before picking it up. It really could do you good, if you learned more about your magic. But, as long as that incantation was in the back, he couldn't let you have it. Not if you might change your mind about letting him stay.

He could hear you answer the door, and knew you wouldn't say anything about his presence. If you did, you would just sound crazy, and he wouldn't be here to prove that wrong.

"Hey! I left my phone in the living room." San said as soon as you opened the door, before he rushed inside "I gotta get it before Wooyoung drives off without me."

"Oh, I can get it!"

He chuckled "That's okay, I'll be quick!" He called back as he headed past the kitchen where Seonghwa was.

You followed him, fear spiking through you, what would Seonghwa do? What would San do? As you rounded the corner, you saw San grabbing his phone from the table, while the kitchen was empty, Seonghwa no where in sight. Your eyes landed on the counter and your heart jumped. He had taken the book.

San grinned at you, "Got it! Sorry, I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?!" He called as he jogged out of the house and towards Wooyoung's car as he sat impatiently out front.

You looked around, wondering where Seonghwa had gone. Had he really left? You walked swiftly through your house and didn't find him. He had taken the book and vanished. Of course he would. That was the smart thing to do.

Your thoughts swam for a moment as your eyes stared blankly at where the book had been.

Why wouldn't he leave? I didn't command him to do anything and he just wanted to be free. And he took the book...because I could use it to send him back to...well wherever it was he came from.

You knew he was smart for taking the book, but why did he leave? And why did your chest ache because of it? Was he going to come back? Or was that the first and last time you would meet the black haired demon? Would you see him again years down the road when you die? Were you really descended from witches?

Thoughts plagued you as you sat on the couch. How had your day gone from so normal, to so earth-shatteringly complicated in the span of a few hours?

Slowly, without really noticing, you started to sink lower into the couch as your mind slowed, exhaustion from the adrenaline of your evening. Giving into it, mind foggy, you lied down, accepting sleep as it washed over you.

Maybe this was all a dream, and I've been asleep the whole time.

That was the last coherent thought that crossed your mind. So lost in the fog of sleep, you could barely register the sound of wings fluttering nearby, or the sound of footsteps approaching you. The soft caress of fingertips across your cheek might have shocked you if your mind had been more alert.

As your body became weightless, you stirred for only a moment before you drifted into a deep sleep.

When you woke the next morning the thoughts of the previous night rushed to your mind. There was no way that actually happened, right?

You sat up and looked down at yourself. You had never changed into your pajamas. In fact, you had fallen asleep on the couch, not in your bed. So, how were you in your bedroom now?

The image of Seonghwa appeared in your mind and your chest tightened.

It wasn't a dream, was it?

Walking out into your living room, your eyes scanned the room, before landing on the kitchen counter. Walking over you found the candle-holder you had thrown now sitting on the edge of the table. And the spot where you had placed the book was empty.

Would he come back? Should you wait?

No. No, I have a life, I can't sit and wait around for Death.

The sudden thought almost made you laugh. The thought would be more profound if it weren't a person you were referring too.

Deciding to get dressed and go to work, you tried not to focus on all of the new thoughts and questions plaguing your mind. But you found very little to distract yourself with. All day you looked around expecting to see Seonghwa watching you. Every time you heard the sound of a bird fly past your eyes darted around.

Was it just your mind that made you so paranoid? When every time you felt like you were being watched, or that someone was behind you even though no one was there. Was it just you? Or was it really him?

You weren't sure why, but you kept yourself so busy with work you stayed late. Then you decided to run errands that didn't even need to be done.

It was all because you were afraid to go home. But why, is what confused you. It wasn't that you were afraid he would show up, it was that you wanted him too.

You should be terrified, but you just wanted to know more. More about what or who he is. More about yourself and magic.

Was it morbid curiosity? Was it attraction to some form of darkness you didn't understand?

You hated that you couldn't sort your thoughts out. And all you felt was exhaustion by the time you finally got home. You ran out of things to keep you away, so you gave in.

As you stepped into your quite house, you looked around, checking each room casually before you let out a sigh and wandered over to the fridge.

He took the book, he is free to do what he wants, he's not coming back. Why would he?

Leaning down to look through the fridge, your whole body froze as the sound of fluttering wings came from behind you. Slowly, you stood up, before turning to peer over your shoulder.

You knew what you were going to see, but your heart still jumped as you set eyes on Seonghwa. He stared at you from across the room, a small smile on his face.

Slowly turning around, you closed the fridge as you stared at him in silence for a moment.

"And here I was beginning to wonder if you were ever real at all." You mumbled, trying to steady your heavy beating heart.

His small smile widened but he stayed silent.

Your eyes wandered to where the book had been and you met his eyes. "Wanted to make sure I couldn't send you back?"

He glanced to the kitchen counter and for a second you thought you saw guilt cross his face before he shrugged his head.

"Yes. Honestly I should have gotten rid of it last time, but I had no idea the incantation was written in the book itself."

"You could have just asked." You mumbled almost under your breath, and he noted the mild offense in your tone.

He looked you up and down and took a step closer before tilting his head. "Are you saying you wouldn't have done it?"

You laced your hands together behind your back as you kept eye contact with him. You walked away from the fridge and around the counter to face him straight on.

"I don't know. I'm still struggling to understand if this is all real or-"

"Or if you're going crazy?"

You nodded slowly as he finished your thought. Suddenly, he began walking towards you, you hesitated, only stepping back as he nearly ran into you. You let out a soft gasp as your back hit the wall.

You met his eyes in mild panic and uncertainty, but he simply stared into your eyes with a soft smile. His forehead nearly brushed yours as he got closer. Slowly, he lifted his hand and brushed his knuckles against the side of your face before cupping your cheek.

"Do you feel that?"

Your voice had vanished, but you nodded.

His other hand rubbed against your own before he laced his fingers through yours and held your hand.

"And that?"

You nodded again, your heart pounding so hard you were sure he could feel it himself.

He smiled before he slowly removed his hand and took a step back, "Then this is real, and you are not crazy"

Opening your mouth, you hesitated for second before you finally found your voice again. "Why did you come back?"

He stared at you for a moment before raising his brow.

"You took the book, I can't send you back, you're free to stay, just like you wanted. So why did you come back here?"

He kept his eyes locked with yours in silence for a moment before he hummed under his breath.

"I wondered that too, and I can come to only one conclusion."

You waited in silence, questioning him with your gaze. Your breath caught as he leaned forward again, closing the distance he had just put between you.

Seonghwa brought his face next to yours, as his breath tickled your ear.

"I want you."

Your eyes widened as you took in his words, but before you could respond a gust of air and the sound of fluttering wings caused you to flinch and blink in surprise. As you opened them again, he was gone, as though he had never been there at all.

You let out a staggered breath as the tension in your body released.

Taking everything in, you felt dizzy from the amount of thoughts passing through your head. But all of it came crashing down as you let out a bewildered breath and the only thing you could truly muster.

"What the fuck."

xx End xx

{Part Two}

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