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horanghoe · 2 years

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home comforts - (VICTON) Seungsik/Hanse/Reader smut

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group/members: VICTON - Seungsik & Hanse

pairing: Reader (loosely fem perspective) x Seungsik x Hanse

genre: heavy smut, fluff, really rough pwp, wouldn’t be me without comfort themes heh, established background relationship with the entire group, implied 7VICTON f*ck buddies, implied idol life for the boys, implied/mentioned member x member, dacryphilia for the reader (crying due to pleasure = kink), dirty/praise talk, size kink & teasing and flirting between the two boys!

!! minors dni !! warnings below the line !!

word count: 3546

~ Quick A/N~ I know there aren't many VICTON stans / ALICE's in general but there seems to be even less over here on the writeblr kpop space ahahah!!!! but likes/comments/reblogs are still greatly appreciated and keep me motivated! And hey, u may not know the members, but it's a bit of a fun hehe ~ but truthfully, this was an indulgent drabble for the few VICTON fans that it reaches. I luv u, keep shining angels ~ ~ ON THAT NOTE ~ I wanted to forcefully tag @flowerboykun >:] due to being the reason I (1) discovered the group (2) fell in love w gender icon Hanse and (3) further became an alice <3 ily mimi

~ & a special thanks to my pals & beta readers ~ @gyukult - @slightlymore - @raibebe - @kthpurplesyou - @sanjoongie MY BELOVED <33 - and my fav alice hehe @atiny-piratequeen

Music to listen to while reading ♡ (in no particular order)

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - (Cigarettes After Sex)

BTBT - B.I & Soulja Boy ft. DeVita

Say It - Flume, Tove Lo

Sweet - Brockhampton

Late Night Talking - Harry Styles

Blow - Jackson Wang

Heart Burn - SUNMI

Fever - ENHYPEN

my type - brb.

Freaky Deaky - Tyga, Doja Cat

Slow Motion - AMARIA BB

Best Lover - 88rising, BIBI

T/W’s : Heavy three-way smut. Stuff happens between the boys (member x member x reader) but is not intense. Power dynamics are for you the reader to decide. Light restriction. Voyeurism. Dirty/praise talk, size kink. If you squint there’s a praise kink in there (definitely not a self-insert lkasdjmfdks). Dacryphilia. Reader doesn’t orgasm per say, but hits peak arousal from penetration >;) All safe and consented ~ just happy filth <3 Enjoy

(Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added ♡ )

Seungsik’s large hands pressed heavily at the curve of your hips, pushing you to lay even further flat onto the counter with your hands underneath you. Your palms spread wide against the counter's cool surface, face contorted into pleasure.

Each outward drag and push inwards against your tight walls caused you to whine, quickly falling apart despite your best intentions.

“Breathe, babe.” Seungsik laughed sweetly, slowing to rock against you. “You’re so tight.”

You heaved a breath, releasing a breath as your body relaxed its grip on him slowly and with every shallow jut into your guts. Your thighs jumped at a sudden shallow thrust, Seungsik snickering behind you. His hand kneaded at your ass before leaning ever so slightly over your smaller frame to mumble against your cheek.

“Gotta stay quiet if you don’t want Hannie to notice, baby.”

“I know, dammit!! ” You cried out breathlessly. Dropping your torso and forehead to the counter with a choked sob.

Seungsik chuckled behind you, hands back in position as he set a slow, heavy pace fucking directly into you as he pressed your stomach firmly into the counter. With his tall frame, his hips stayed at fuck-height to the counter, and the downward pressure of his arms caused the soft of your belly to press his dick tighter into you; lewd sloppy sounds unmistakable as you felt him in the pit of your stomach, your mind forcing you to imagine his length pushing up against your lungs.

“Seungie, fuck - ah- so deep - fuck, ngh -”

“Shhh, baby, you’re so loud, fuck.” He shushed your high pitched whines through an airy laugh. But the longer his steady pace lasted - pulling out and dragging back in at a far-too-lazy speed - the more broken and drawn out your moans became.

“Seungie - please - faster -” The pitch of your voice hit an all-new high, making Seungsik grunt softly, pressing your hips to keep them steady as you twitched in greed.

It was up until this point that Hanse had been minding his extremely peaceful and otherwise private, business.

The open space in the centre of the dorm left a lot of people’s doings out in the open; privacy being a precious and rare currency around here.

The kitchen was reasonably large with a kitchen island in the centre that separated the smooth tiles from the carpeted open room of a lounge.

In which, Hanse had been resting. With his head and spirit buried deep into lyric forming and rap-making. Tapping out beats from his head with a pencil onto his notebook. Humming to himself as he listened to a multitude of songs, writing then re-writing lines until he was content.

In the brief moment where his mind wandered to the area around him and his music waned between albums - your patterned gasps drifted into Hanse’s cognizance and he had to will every cell in his body not to spin around immediately.

Attempting to calmly assess the situation, he made a choice not to change his position - if you truly were … doing something behind him, then he didn’t want to spook you. And mostly, he was intrigued.

Truthfully, the 8 of you fucked like rabbits.

And so he wasn’t unused to those beautiful, song-worthy notes, just a little surprised and disturbed to hear you doing shit in the kitchen of all places. And, right behind him…

With slow hands and delicate movements, Hanse moved very slightly to pull his sound-cancelling headphones away and onto his cheek.

But they didn’t stay there for very long.

Hanse’s eyes drifted to the table in front of him.

The water in his glass was wobbling.

With a scrunched nose - somewhere between humour, disgust and annoyance - Hanse removed his earphones completely, moving to turn the 90-degree spinning chair just to the edge, facing the two of you.

With Seungsik’s head thrown back and his soft grunts muffled by his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, you were the first to notice Hanse’s puzzled expression and stiff defensive posture.

In a sentence: he was riled up. Hard as wood and huffy as hell.

But you knew it wouldn’t last; moaning openly now that you had been found out, biting against your fingers with his name forming on your lips before you could help yourself.

He shifted in his seat, arms crossed over his chest with his head tilted as he watched you. But his expression was gentle. He could never be truly angry with you. Especially when you whimpered so beautifully for him. Your eyebrows pinching with each thrust, voice flowing in high-lilted tight gasps, torso rocking gently and your fingers reaching out ever so slightly towards him.

“You’re so fucking loud, babe - I swear, you truly want us to get caught - maybe you enjoy being used like a fuck-toy, sure seems like it right now…” Seungsik groaned as his eyes shut, gripping one ass cheek in each hand as he switched up his pace, head down with a concentration that wiped Hanse from existence.

Hanse may not be able to stay pissed at you, but he sure as hell had the capability to become insatiably annoyed at the large-horny-puppy-male behind you, ploughing into you like no tomorrow.

“Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me. Kang Seung-sik. You’re insufferable. Seungwoo is going to beat your ass if he catches you.”

Seungsiks heart jumped up and into his throat, hips jutting a yelp out of you before blinking at his younger flatmate with a quickly forming grin and snicker.

“Hello to you too, Hanse Do.”

If Hanse had hackles, they would be raised.

“In the fucking kitchen - of all places, Sik?”

Seungsik simply snickered, securing the curve of your spine again with one hand before looking back up with his tongue against the corner of his mouth and head thrown back.

“Like you didn’t do anal on the sofa last week?”

He didn’t miss the wobble of Hanse’s adam’s apple or the twitch in his leg.

Seungsik reached to delicately comb some hairs from your neck to leave a kiss, before returning as he was before.

Hanse wanted to kiss - punch - that smirk straight off his elders' face.

“We eat on there! You fuck!” Hanse cried, smothering his face in frustration.

You moaned softly in thanks to the scattered kisses placed on your shoulder blades and curled your arms into yourself. Washed from head to toe in buzzing warmth. Hanse’s eyes met you with a softened brow before Seungsik’s voice pulled him back.

“If you can eat out Chan’s ass on that leather sofa, I am fully within my rights to fuck our pretty angel on the kitchen island. Sorry, I don’t make the rules, babe.”

Hanse gripped the armchair with a disgruntled noise. You couldn’t see his face, but you could feel his aura like a cat ready to pounce. But in true Hanse nature; he laboured a calming breath that lasted four strokes, choosing to glare up at the male with fury behind his eyes, instead of enacting physical violence. Though, it was considered.

“Just - hurry up and finish off before they get back from rehearsals. I’m not explaining to Sejun why your cum is all over a random communal countertop, again, Seun.”

“Again?” Seungsik scoffed, biting his gums as his hips twitched, slowing his pace to resist cumming too quickly. “You literally refused to swallow.”

Hanse sucked at his teeth in a sharp noise of annoyance. Shuffling to kick his feet up onto the table in front of him. Breathing away his irritation and combing through the long neck-length hairs of his black mullet.

“Woo will beat you into next week if he catches you.” Hanse’s sly cat eyes met Seungsik’s, a spark of competition forming as the elder squinted over at him.

“You’d love to see it.”

Hanse chose not to respond.

The silence instead was permeated by your sniffles, forehead against the counter and whimpers accompanying the friction of your bare chest on the countertop. Skin slapping against skin and the smell of sex saturating the air.

“Seunie -” You whimpered, fucked dumb and breathless. “It hurts so good…”

Seungsik slowed to shush you, sliding his hand over the back of your palm on the counter to interlock his fingers between yours. His large palm hid your hand and his chest stayed at your back for a moment, letting you catch a break to kiss at the nape of your neck and bite at your ear. Your heart fluttered deep in your core as he leaned back, hissing at the newly presumed pace.

“Easy, angel. Not yet. Let Han catch up, hmm? He’s aching to join in, look at him.”

Hanse’s jaw ticked at your soft sighs, and how attentive he knew Seungsik to be in an intimate setting. He was proving to annoy Hanse through second-hand kindness; pulling up to stare at the younger male, moaning airily through open lips.

And as Hanse considered the shame of what he so desperately wanted to do next; his older band member provoked him further.

“How long have you even been watching, Do? Such a perv.” Hanse’s sharp eyes remained unmoved, his face entirely clear of amusement.

Seungsik released a slight chuckle before a teasing statement that made the younger male moan shyly out loud. You smiled against the cold counter, squeezing enough for Seungsik to swipe very weakly at your backside.

“You love catching us just as much as our precious angel here loves being caught." His smugness showed even between laboured breaths, his grin as evident as the sweat in his hairline from the effort not to plough you into oblivion.

“Could’ve - said something, Han. Instead of watching like a damn pervert.”

Hanse was surely made of spiritual bricks and mortar.

Choosing to remain stubborn and resist the elders' teasing, even if his cock throbbed painfully.

He only wavered at your fucked out expression; Seungsik’s grip on your scalp making you cry out dumbly, letting him pull you up for Hanse to see, and knowing you loved the way it burned.

“Wanna leave a review, Han? Seems like you’re enjoying the show.” At this point, your legs were shaking from an elongated build-up - not even searching for an orgasm, but being driven to tears via the quick snaps of his newly inspired hips into your soaked entrance and throbbing core.

Even despite the new speed, you tried your best to bite at your gums and swollen lips, sighing as the boys bickered above you. They fucked. And you had all openly experimented with your dacryphilia kink as couples. So your sniffles were radio buzzing to the bickering between the boys.

“Do one, asshat. I’m purely loathing over all the shit I’ll have to disinfect when you’re done fucking Y/N with no rubber in the middle of the kitchen island, is all.”

Seungsik dropped your head as soon as the first tear fell; allowing you to fall over the edge under two sets of eyes.

Hanse almost creamed his pants as your beauty was painted by sin, just for him to spectate; your tear dropped onto the counter in one solid drip, which proved enough for his brain to fuzz over momentarily and cock to throb even harder in his sweats.

“You sure? Pretty sure you’re just mad you’re not tall enough to rail someone on the counter without a kick-step. It’s giving -” Seungsik groaned softly, before huffing out the last of his teasing sentence, thrown off by your loud whine and shifting hips.

“- terribly pitiful short guy syndrome ~”

“You’re full of shit!” Hanse laughed immediately, momentarily breaking the tension. But he re-centred with a heavy gaze and finally moved to press his palms against his clothed cock with a groan.

“I’m literally less than an inch shorter than you, asshole - I simply do not care for fucking anyone on our only sanitary eating surfaces.”

Enough was enough. Emitting a loud whine before pulling your neck up, face scrunched in pleasure as you fought to speak between Seungsik’s stupidly beautiful cock forcing the air out of your lungs with each thrust.

“Both - of you - please - shut - the fuck - up - or I’ll - squirt - in the sink - and make - you clean -” Seungsik’s thrusts came quicker and pushed harder against your smaller and securely held frame as you spoke as if to break you on purpose.

“ - fuck - Seun, ahh - Hanse, please - join in - ahh, please, fuck -” Your hands now pushed your body up on shaky supports, causing him to push on the soft area inside of your core that made you tingle from head to toe.

Hanse didn’t take your words to heart - but he did watch as your tears dipped to your collarbone, dripping off your breasts onto the elder boy's veiny hands.

“You’re going to make her cry all through aftercare again.” Hanse commented in a bland tone, poker face immaculately covering the tugging of his jogger strings, making the scene seem like more of a chore than anything.

“Pretty baby loves it though, don't you sweetheart?” Seungsik’s chest pressed against your back as his hands held you; thrusts less in length but he fucked up into you without remorse. You cried out, lips wobbling as you bit to keep them closed, your comfort placed in the scattered feather-light kisses on your shoulder. “Love to be fucked into such a mess hmm? Pretty angel, so beautiful when she cries ~”

Seungsik’s voice was floating around your head, his hot palms manhandling you into safety with a gentle giant of a man in charge of your pleasure. He barked loud and frequently; but didn’t have the heart to ever bite.

“You’re not the one who has to deal with the aftermath of blowing her back out, dickhead. Better make her cum or I’m stealing all of your shit out of the fridge for the next week straight.”

Your eyes slipped open at Hanse’s temperate sighs, lost to the throws of pleasure as Seungsik buried his face into the crook of your neck, humming a confirming sound and setting to work.

The sight in front of you was one the God’s wished to write home about.

Hanse was the epitome of a soft, dark male with a heart full of gold. And he was beautiful in every sense. His femininity caught everyone's eyes; even your own, as his painted black nails, pumped his cock with his head thrown back and joggers barely tugged down.

“Feel good, angel?” He grunted softly, tongue poking to play with his piercing, lip bite quickly followed. At first, you simply nodded, before you called out wantonly, his name slipping from your lips.

“Good, Hannie -” You managed in a pathetic attempt of a response. Hanse smiled at you lovingly, maintaining eye contact until you crumbled forward like a goddess made out of soft chalk; mind through the roof and pleasure consuming you whole.

“Pretty when you cry, baby.” Hanse mumbled gently, fist unconsciously wrapping tighter as his head tipped back, soft puttering groans finally hitting deep and lengthier in tone.

“Not as pretty as when you beg to cum, Do. Shit’s insane.” He snickered, palm smoothing over your flat spine, before starting that thick sickening pumping inside of your core that made your toes curl.

Hanse was pissed. Again. Silence speaking louder than words; but not louder than the wet sounds connecting you and Seungsik or his own fist pumping him until his chest flushed with heat, a hand straying to feel his chest over his shirt.

Seungsik shook his soft blonde hair out of his face, chuckling to himself.

“Which baby will cum first, I wonder?” He wondered out loud. “How long can you go before you explode?” Statements followed by Seungsik chiming innocent laughter. "One's already crying, but the other's not far behind."

But the innocence was fake with a capital F; a competition now struck up between him and Hanse, even if nothing needed to be said.

It didn’t take long for you to pull up from the counter, crying through heaved breaths. Seungsik used you as a viewing model, but you loved it. Hanse’s eyes stuck to your bodies and the way they connected as he winked at your bleary, tear-flooded cheeks.

Seungsik’s hips grounded up in deep but very slight thrusts as he held you to his chest via one hand squeezing your breast. The other held your hip against the counter not to fall; the burn of the counter merely collateral damage to getting your back blown the fuck out.

With a small outcry and a folding neck, you came hard, sobbing through breaths as Seungsik grunted, using every ounce of his soul to cum only after you had hit hypersensitivity.

Hanse watched on with loud breathy grunts and a gripped fist, already knowing how hard you would fall by the tears on your chest, mind blown wide with erotic, sinful satisfaction that made your muscles buzz like static.

Once you began to twitch, hips moving involuntarily and sharp whines of shock pressing through your sniffles; Seungsik buried his face into your shoulder to cum hard.

It was overdue and followed in tandem by Hanse who did his best to contain it with the other palm in the throws of passion. It was only a matter of time before you crawled to him for comfort; Hanse being your comforter in the emotional sense. Whereas Seungsik knew all the right ways to make you cry in the first place.

“Mmm - enough, Seunnie… practice… clean…”

It was funny how quickly your body sagged with fatigue; back literally and figuratively blown and head completely fuzzed over. Seungsik kissed your cheek gently, lowering your feet to the floor as he slipped out; your moan unmissable as his slick slipped down your thigh.

A nearby tug of kitchen roll was not so beautifully dabbed at your core, the fabric swiped at your thighs until his cum was nowhere to be seen, the action full of love. Seungsik cleaned quickly as he tapped at his phone - swearing under his breath, as under the very late evening time read multiple texts from the boys saying they were heading back from the studio and if you three wanted food.

“Yeah, go sit with Hannie baby, I’ll clean up -”

“And for fucks sake please use the bleach,” Hanse grunted from the couch, shaking the haze from his eyes to quickly clean up.

Thankfully, having somewhat of a clean-freak-maknae (at least, in the standards of 7 men living together, so not really), meant disinfectant wipes were always nearby and a lined bin in every room. Not that they got emptied, but that was beyond the point.

“I don’t care if it smells like the aftermath of a crime scene lab, I will literally never eat in here again if you don’t fucking disinfect everything.” Hanse punctuated his statement by chucking the wipes into the nearby metal bin, enough to make it spin and clatter back into its space, his joggers tugged up and his shirt smoothed down his chest.

Seungsik mocked Hanse childishly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. His hands guided you out of the way of the island until you were ‘stable’ enough to push forward and reach Hanse’s outstretched hands. “Go on baby, you were perfect, as usual.” He whispered, kissing your ear as you left, palms sliding away from your skin.

But Hanse was right there to catch you; cooler, calloused palms and cool metal rings sliding over the skin of your ribs, thumbs briefly padding over your nipples, and a breath catching in his throat; before your body was accepted into his bubble on the large armchair, Hanse using his larger frame to keep you from falling. His breath brushed over your cheek - as much as you wanted to make out right now, you were overridden by tingling fatigue - face buried into the fabric on his shoulder.

“Legs, angel.” He mumbled against your hair dotingly, tapping at the legs you seemed to have left behind, half sitting and standing. “Can’t leave those behind. Come here ~”

You giggled a shy “Oh…”, before allowing Hanse to grip your thighs and place you over his legs rather than his crotch. Your ass dipped between his thighs, forehead bumping his chin and both knees tucked up against his opposite shoulder.

He was just so soft. Comfy. Safe.

Hanse's breathing was always deep and pressed into his belly, and your palm pressed against his belly unknowingly to feel his comforting breath, slipping into sleep unreasonably fast. Your lips puffed open as Hanse nuzzled his cheek against your forehead, humming gently. You responded through your sleep, knees pulling tighter towards you until he released the chair spring, allowing you to practically lay on him in a curled position.

He also quickly fell into a light slumber.

Awoken only when the boys entered from practice, stretching sleepily under questioning eyes at your naked and very-much-passed-out-snoring form, and the intense questioning for the intense bleach smell, ‘with no open windows’, loving the panic in Seungsik’s face as he squeezed you closer, reaching for his headphones to slide them over your head.

Hanse watched the boys as they bickered until your lips pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Sliding your fingers between his, falling asleep with a hand pressed to each other’s heart.

Well would you look at that: updated 10/August/2022

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When He Back Hugs You ~ Victon Reaction

Seungwoo:

His eyes watched you carefully as Seungwoo followed you around the room, hiding behind the corner of the bedroom to catch you.

As you passed Seungwoo he jumped out, making you jump back as his arms wrapped around your waist. “Surprise,” he laughed as your breath hitched in your throat.

“You idiot,” you scolded, trying your best to wrestle out of Seungwoo’s grip, but he was far too strong for you as he kept a hold of you.

“I’m sorry, it was too good of a chance,” he told you.

“Why do you always scare me like that?”

Seungwoo struggled to hold back his laughter as you continued to gasp in surprise. “It’s just so easy for me to scare you, I can’t help myself sometimes.”

“I hate you,” you muttered under your breath, only making the laughter that came from Seungwoo behind you even louder as he got the perfect reaction.

After a few moments an apologetic kiss was placed to the side of your head, “don’t stay mad at me, I didn’t mean to make you jump so bad.”

“You definitely did, I know exactly what you’re like.”

Seungsik:

A squeal came from you as you found yourself being pulled back as you went to walk into the bathroom, feeling yourself hit Seungsik.

He hugged you tightly from behind as you caught your breath from his sudden appearance. “Happy birthday,” he whispered after a few moments, kissing your cheek.

“Thank you,” you laughed as Seungsik trailed several kisses along the top of your shoulder too, “you were still asleep in bed just then.”

“I wanted to get up with the birthday girl,” he joked.

“You’re not leaving my side, are you?”

Seungsik’s head shook proudly in response to you, “I want to spend all day with you so that I can make as many memories as possible on your birthday.”

“I’m interested to hear what you’ve got planned for today,” you chimed, looking back to Seungsik as you tried to get a couple of spoilers out of him for your day.

He knew you better though as he remained tight lipped. “You’ll just have to wait and see, but I promise that you’ll love it.”

“Good, that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

Sejun:

You turned around as you heard the bedroom door opening, knowing that there was only one person it could be as Sejun walked into the room.

He was drawn to you straight away as he noticed you wiping underneath your eyes. “Y/N, are you alright?” He quizzed, walking over and coming up behind you with a hug.

“I’m alright,” you responded, looking away from Sejun as you tried to hide the fact that you had got teary eyed from Sejun as he studied you.

“Do you want to be honest with me now?” Sejun asked.

“It’s nothing, no need to worry.”

His brows furrowed as he carried on watching you, “there must be something going on if you’ve got upset, I can tell that you’ve been crying Y/N.”

“Don’t worry,” you tried to tell Sejun again, but his head shook as he squeezed tightly around your frame, determined to get to the bottom of what was upsetting you.

A soft sigh came from him as he tried once again, “don’t shut me out Y/N, just talk to me, whatever it is I can help you out, right?”

“It’s not that big of a deal, I guess it’s just work.”

Hanse:

The sound of someone yawning in your ear made you jump as Hanse suddenly appeared behind you, resting in tightly against the crook of your neck.

He knew that you were watching him as you reached back and took a hold of his hand. “I’m so tired,” he grumbled, searching for a little comfort from you to make him feel better.

“Why don’t we head to bed if you’re tired?” You suggested with little left that you needed to do for the day, “then you can get some rest?”

“But will I be able to cuddle you like this in bed?” Hanse enquired.

“I’m sure that we can figure it out.”

A slow nod of the head followed from Hanse as he continued to back hug you as you led him towards the stairs. “Have I ever told you how comfy you are?”

“Now I know you’re definitely tired, you’re being nice to me,” you couldn’t help but tease, even managing to bring a sleepy laugh out of Hanse behind you.

Hanse’s head shook as you reached the bottom step, “I can be nice to you, sometimes, and not only when I want something too.”

“Once or twice you might’ve been nice to me.”

Subin:

You tried to walk past Subin as you noticed him in the room, but he was too quick, snaking his arms around your waist and capturing you against his chest.

You kept staring forwards, not responding to him at all. “I hate when we fight, do you think we can talk and figure this out?” Subin asked you, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

“I guess,” you frowned, still giving very little to Subin as you spoke in a barely audible whisper, “we can’t carry this on forever, can we?”

“I’m sorry for all that I said to you earlier,” Subin quickly told you.

“I’m sorry too, it was uncalled for.”

Slowly you began to relax in Subin’s hold as you broke down the walls that you had up around you. “I probably deserved what you said to me a little bit.”

“It was still mean,” you noted, resting your head back slightly against his shoulder, “I should’ve been the bigger person and just ignored what you said to me.”

Subin smiled as he listened to you scold yourself, “I think we can both agree that we should put this behind us, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I definitely agree with that idea.”

Byungchan:

A chuckle came from you as Byungchan came up behind you and hugged you as soon as he found you in the room, resting his chin against your shoulder with a smile.

As you looked back to him, Byungchan couldn’t help but laugh too. “I’m so happy to be home, I missed your hugs so much whilst I was on the road,” he whispered to you.

“I missed your hugs more,” you insisted as you rested your hands against Byungchan’s that were against your stomach.

“I just want to stay here all day now,” Byungchan admitted.

“We’ve got things to do though.”

A groan came from him as he pulled you tighter into your chest, “are you sure that all of those boring things can’t wait for another day?”

“As much as I’d like to stay cuddled up with you all day too, we’ve got jobs to do,” you reminded him, “maybe we can stay like this once we’ve got everything done.”

Byungchan reluctantly nodded as you looked back at him again, “were you always this mean to me before I went on the road?”

“Stop being so dramatic now that you’re home.”

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synthetickitsune · 1 year

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Ahhh thank you sm! Your prompt list is honestly so good it was hard to decide 😅 but for Seungsik I'd love to read fluff prompts 13 & 14 💖

Ah, thank you! And here you go ♡

Seungsik (Victon) | Reassurances & Sharing a bed for the first time fluff | 0.7k

“Are you sure about this?” he asks for about a hundredth time in the ten minutes since you’ve agreed that you would stay over, and since you’ve sternly told him that he’s not sleeping on the couch, “I really don’t mind. It’s comfortable there.”

You sigh, crossing the room to join him where he’s standing on the other side of the bed. He seems so unsure, in his own house might you add, that you almost feel guilty for coming up with the idea.

“Seungsik, I’ve told you before - either we both sleep in the bed, or I’m taking the couch,” you remind him and he shakes his head. Your lips twitch upwards. “Why not? You said it’s comfortable.”

“It is, but you deserve better,” he mumbles. He takes your hands into his, gently caressing your skin and watching as you intertwine your fingers together. “It’s not that I don’t want us to sleep together. I just want you to feel safe.”

“I do, otherwise I wouldn’t suggest it, would I?” you smile and some of the tension leaves his shoulders, “It’s gonna be just like when we’re cuddling on the couch and fall asleep by accident. Just… less accident.”

He chuckles, finally nodding at you. It’s a relief that he doesn’t protest when you sit down on the bed and snuggle under the covers. You reach out a hand for him to join you, but he changes his mind at the last minute. You’re about to scold him when he speaks up.

“Are you comfortable? Do you need more pillows, another blanket? Should I find some night light?” he frets, and it’s cute, but you’re getting sleepy and there’s just no way you’re falling asleep without him next to you.

“You’re the only pillow I need, babe,” you motion for him with your hand, “So just come here.”

Finally he caves, getting under the covers with you, even though he leaves plenty of space between your bodies. You humor him, for now, only keeping your hand in his. Even in the dimness of the room you can make out his face, studying yours for any sign of discomfort. When he doesn’t find any, his eyes move higher and you feel him tense again.

“I forgot to get us water, give me a second,” Seungsik says as he tries to get up. You really wanted to give him time to get used to the new situation, but he’s giving you no other choice. You pull yourself closer to him, hugging him and effectively erasing any thoughts of getting up from his mind. All his thoughts, actually.

“Relax,” you smile, perching your chin on his chest, “I know where the kitchen is if I get thirsty.”

He seems stunned, only nodding before slowly, gradually, melting into the mattress and wrapping his arms around you. His hold is loose enough for you to get away should you want to, but you don’t.

“Are you really that nervous?” you whisper, cupping his cheek and stroking your thumb over his skin.

“I just want you to be comfortable,” he repeats, “You know I won’t do anything weird to you while you sleep, right? I won’t stare at you, I won’t hurt you or anything.”

“I know. I trust you, I love you, and I think you’re overthinking this a little too much,” you chuckle quietly, pulling yourself higher to give him a quick peck. He smiles against your lips, finally hugging you properly.

“I love you too,” he sighs, “But tell me if there’s anything you need, okay?”

“I promise,” you agree, “Well, actually, now that you’re next to me I’m a bit excited I guess? Can we just talk for a bit before we sleep?”

You swear his smile brightens up the room despite the lack of light anywhere. He turns to lay on his side, taking you with him and drawing a tiny squeak from your lips. He makes sure you’re alright first before speaking.

“Of course,” he coos, “And… I’m really glad we’re like this too. I just want to take care of you.”

“I know, Sikkie,” you tilt your head up, easily meeting his lips with yours. You’re both smiling into the kiss. It’s nice, once Seungsik relaxes as you talk and you reassure him time and time again you couldn’t be happier. It’s too nice, the kind that makes you suspicious if things are maybe too good.

Still, the next morning when you wake up in his arms and with his soft smile beaming down at you is even better. Maybe you deserve nice things.

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theboyzism · 1 year

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[VICTON] MTL be into PDA

MOST

hanse

byungchan

sejun

subin

chan

seungwoo

seungsik

LEAST

no real explanation, i think hanse would actually enjoy PDA not just for being close to his partner, but also to also show off his partner? for byungchan and sejun i think it is more the fact that they are just hella clingy with their partner and cannot leave their hands off them. i feel like subin would be so cute and affectionate with his partner though?? he may be a little shy at first, but he definitely loves PDA and getting teased by his hyungs for it does not faze him one bit 😭 for chan I think his PDA would be depending on his mood. some days he would just like be way more into it than others. would definitely always hold onto you in some sense though. seungwoo would be more controlled almost in a sense, he strikes me as a guy who would love just holding hands, linking arms, or giving a hug, maybe small pecks here and there, but he would never take PDA in public too far. no matter how much seungsik loves his partner and how love drunk he may feel in a moment, he would be the most controlled in public. he strikes me as the most conservative when it comes to things like that and i feel like he would just prefer to keep PDA behind closed doors. but once the doors are closed, i feel like he would be one of the most affectionate ones out of all of them??? he would really thrive on these moments with his partner and everything he may have been holding in would come out 🥺

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forselm · 2 years

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I'm so soft for Kang Seungsik, just imagining cuddling with him at night to fall asleep, soft touch and kisses and whispers 🥺

nooo cuddling with seungsik would be amazing :( he would be such a good safe space for you. your bodies sticking close to each other with little words needed to know how much the both of you adore each other. he strikes me as someone who would stroke your hair or pat you to sleep. oh and his soft singing...seungsik definitely would sing you to sleep. he'll stay awake till you fall asleep so that he knows you're completely alright and safe with him.

#anon asks☆#victon imagines #victon scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #seungsik

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etherealyoonghwa · 1 year

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Victon Recommendations

Subin

𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑠 @annyeongffs

Jung Subin @iwillgiveyoumyhappiness

7 Minutes in Heaven @saltys-writings

so, pull me closer @afterglowsw

ot7

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chanis-banani · 11 months

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First night together - part 2

Read part 1 here (1.2k words)

Pairing: Seungsik x female reader

Genre: gentle smut

Word count: 1.7k

Contains: fingering, oral (f receiving), protected sex, aftercare

The long awaited part 2 of this fic is finally here! This one delves right into the smut, so I recommend reading part 1 first for context. Or enjoy the smut on its own ~

Note: I wrote this for the lovely @jongside ~ happy birthday <3

“Please tell me if I’m moving too fast okay?” You nodded at him and smirked. “Can I also tell you if you’re going too slow?”

Seungsik gave you a surprised look and chuckled against your lips. “Oh, is that so?” he replied and you felt his hand slowly creeping further up your thigh. Almost naturally, you spread your legs a little more to give room to his hand. He greedily accepted the offer and began to stroke his index finger along the edge of your panties.

A delighted little gasp escaped your lips as you felt his fingertip stroke its way along your pussy, through the fabric of your underwear. His tongue slid between your lips as he deepened the kiss. He still had one hand on your chin, which he now moved up to cup your cheek.

You felt how he caressed two fingers up and down your pussy and at this point you were very well-aware of how incredibly wet you were. By the way Seungsik’s lips were curled up into a little smirk, you could tell that he was aware of it too. Slowly, he brought those two fingers up towards your clit and started dragging circles along it, making you let out a little gasp.

“Y/n?” he suddenly mumbled. His voice sounded husky and almost a bit hungry in a way. He pulled his lips away from yours and when you looked at him, you could see a sense of craving in his eyes.

“Can I eat you out?”

You didn’t know how to react. On one hand you were incredibly turned on and wanted nothing more than him going down on you. His lips and tongue already felt so good against your own lips, you couldn’t even imagine how amazing it would feel to have him sucking on your clit. But it was hard not to feel self-conscious about it. What if he would hate it?

He could tell that you were worried and comfortingly stroked your cheek with his thumb. “Don’t worry, I know I’ll like it,” he said with a little smirk, “and I think you’ll like it too. Can I?”

Despite your nerves, you could not resist his offer when he looked at you with those big, beautiful eyes. Besides, you really wanted his tongue inside of you.

You both took off all of your clothes and you took a minute to appreciate his dazzling features. This wasn’t the first time you saw him without a shirt, yet every time the sight of his body just took your breath away.

However, this was the first time you saw him without any sort of pants or underwear on. The sight of his private parts, all exposed just for you, gave you butterflies in your stomach. A sense of vulnerability and intimacy came over you and in this moment you felt so grateful to have him all for yourself like this.

Seungsik gently laid you down onto your back and separated your legs to lay down between them. At this point you were so excited that being exposed like this barely made you feel nervous anymore. He continued to stroke your thighs a little bit while he inched his face closer and closer to your pussy. The distance was now so small that you could feel his breath on your skin, which sent a slight shiver down your spine.

First, he pressed a gentle kiss on your clit, followed by a second, less gentle kiss and then you felt his tongue. He wrapped his lips around your clit, carefully sucking on it while continuing to massage it with his tongue.

You threw your head back into the pillow, letting out a soft “oh Seungsik,” under your breath. Somehow you’d always had a feeling that he would be good at giving head. But you hadn’t expected him to be this good.

Suddenly you felt how he brought his index finger to your wet cunt and started to tease around your opening, slowly stroking up and down between your folds. You couldn’t help but whimper, but Seungsik calmly continued to toy with you while you squirmed around for him.

He sucked on your clit a little more roughly, moaning softly against your skin, and inserted his middle finger into you. Stars danced before your eyes as you indulged in this pleasurable sensation. Before you knew it, Seungsik added his index finger and carefully began pumping them into you, while he continued to let his mouth work its magic on your clit. It only took a short moment until you were a moaning mess beneath him, gripping into the sheets for any kind of support.

After a little while, he pulled his lips away and began to trail kisses on your inner thigh instead, while continuing to fuck you with his fingers. “Baby…” he murmured in between kisses. God, had his voice always sounded this sexy? “Would you like me to fuck you properly now?”

You didn’t even have to think about his question. Never in your life had you been this turned on. Just the thought of Seungsik’s cock deep inside of you drove you absolutely mad already.

When he pulled his fingers out of you, you could feel your own wetness dripping onto the sheets below you. He got up from the bed and walked over to the nightstand to grab a condom. It would be awkward to stare at him while he put it on, yet you couldn’t help but have a little glimpse. It wasn’t until now that you realized how hard he was.

He made his way back to the bed and gave you a warm, reassuring smile. “Are you nervous?” he asked while he got on top of you and you shook your head. “No, I’m not nervous anymore. Just extremely horny.”

He grinned at your response and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. “I want you so badly Seungsik…” There was still a big smile on his lips, making them look so inviting. You pressed a long, lustful kiss on them and then pulled away again so you could talk to him. “I need you inside of me.” He stroked your cheek with his thumb and pressed another quick kiss on your lips, before saying “So do I.”

The room became filled with soft moans and heavy breathing as he slid his tip into you. Your arms were clenched around his neck and once he was properly inside of you, you pulled him more closely against your body. “Are you still feeling okay?” he asked kindly. You nodded and returned the same question to him, to which he replied with “I feel fantastic.”

With a happy smile on his face, he brought his face down to press kisses on your neck and simultaneously started to thrust himself into you at a gentle pace. Getting filled up by him like this felt even better than you had imagined. You had been so worried about all the things that could go wrong when having sex with him for the first time, that you had pretty much forgotten to imagine how nice it could be.

Seungsik made love to you in the most caring, intimate way. He covered your neck with loving kisses while carefully pumping himself into you. Every now and then he looked up at your face to make sure you were enjoying it and each time he saw the look of bliss on your face, he smiled happily.

Even though having your neck kissed by him like this felt amazing, you wanted a little more, so you hooked your finger under his chin and brought his mouth to your own. He contently accepted your lips, deepening both the kiss and his thrusts at once.

You let out a little gasp when you suddenly felt him hit your sweet spot perfectly. It was clear that he noticed what was going on, because he started to focus on hitting you from that exact same angle again and again. At this rate, your climax was approaching rapidly and your moans grew louder while you clung on to him even more tightly.

“Do you think you can cum for me?” he whispered against your lips and you nodded in response, unable to form any coherent sentences.

He picked up the pace a bit more and pushed himself a little deeper into you, applying even more pressure to your sweet spot. Your moans became more desperate and just when you whined his name, you were hit by your orgasm. But Seungsik continued to thrust himself into you with the same intensity. He was so close as well that he couldn’t afford to slow down. While you moaned and cried out in pleasure, he thrusted into you a few more times before he ultimately reached his climax as well.

After you both washed up, neither of you even bothered to put on any pajamas before getting back into the bed. Once you laid comfortably under the covers and turned off the lights, Seungsik pulled you against his chest and pressed a long kiss on the top of your head. “So, how was it?” he asked with a slightly nervous tone in his voice. You giggled softly and kissed his cheek. “It was everything I hoped for. But you could’ve warned me about your talent for giving head…” The both of you chuckled and you could tell that he felt relieved to hear that.

He took your hand in his own and intertwined your fingers together while you snuggled your face into his chest. “You know…” he mumbled, “even though I was really looking forward to making love to you, the thing I was most excited for was this…” You looked up at him, a little bit confused about what exactly he meant and he stroked your head with his free hand. “This. Finally holding you in my arms while we sleep.” You could feel your cheeks getting hot at this sweet remark and you nestled your face back into his chest. “That’s what I was most excited about too.”

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seawitch62 · 2 years

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Timemaster

Seungsik x Reader , 3rd POV

WC: .5k

The sun will rise and set, day after day, year after year.

This is a universally accepted fact.

Time, clicks by, seconds, minutes, hours , days, weeks , months, years.

Tides ebb and flow.

The moon cycles through its phases.

This indisputable knowledge is known to all mankind.

What if the Timemaster, the keeper of the clocks, says otherwise?

If his pleasure is to live the same day over and over and over again and you are stuck on this never ending loop.

Would you realize?

Would you notice the small inconsistencies?

Would you care?

Would you want to end the cycle and awake on the next calendar day?

○

Dismal, gray cloud cover fills the sky, the Angel's weep, raindrops hit the dry soil.

Seungsik neither sees nor takes notice of the day, he is lost in thought.

*I saw your photo for the first time in a while. All the happy days, all the way on the bottom of your timeline…*

Obsessing over the details, what he could have done, what he should have done. The timeline of happy times. So many days of pure childlike joy, others stormy and heated, and those of passion and pleasure.

If he had to live one day over and over again, which would he choose?

Some think of this as fantasy, but Seungsik this is reality for he is the Timemaster.

□

Viewing her timeline, her pain he alone caused, the misery she endured through their breakup.

The resilience she showed as she gained control of her life.

How she moved on.

Leaving him behind.

The happiness she now feels with her new man.

The Timemaster watches over and over again, the reruns torturing himself, knowing this is all his doing.

The timeline should never be messed with, especially for personal issues, he knows this.

How can he function when his thoughts are consumed with her.

He muses what harm could it do?

Only one day?

If he only had the chance to right the wrongs!

*You make me get up And wake everyone up at the blissful dawn At the speed determined by instinct Fill your night with me…*

Engaged!! He stands there furious.

Toppling any unfortunate furniture in his path.

"That bastard dares to take what is mine!" He yells into his darkened room.

Pacing back and forth, murderous thoughts scratching at his brain.

I wipe his timeline completely!

Erase him from existence!

Kicking the fallen lamp for good measure.

Temper abated, a cooler head prevails.

Recalling the the day he fucked things up completely.

That's the day!

I will give myself a do over!

I will live this day over and over again till I get it right.

Reaching into his coat pocket he retrieves his pocket watch.

Smiling he reverses the hands of time.

●

Gently knocking on the door.

He waits anxiously, anticipating the day.

Vanilla latte, in one hand, a floral bouquet consists mostly of carnations adorns the other.

He waits.

The door opens. He is welcomed with a smile.

"Good morning!"

Tick tock tick tock.

The Timemaster reversed the clock.

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lushta1es0nm3 · 11 months

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Victon:

When your ex tries to get back with you (kinky version)

So I started emptying out my stash. Better late than never, I was going to wait but considering the situations, I said fuck it, post that shit and try not to regret anything.

You looked at your phone after receiving a notification from Snapchat. You only used the app for its filters, you never posted on it because what was point of that when you can just put it on Instagram? An ex that couldn’t seem to take a hint messaged inboxed you on snap. You replied that you were in a relationship and this guy took that as an opportunity to flirt when you legit told him off.

Throwing your phone down on the couch you stood up with a sigh “I’m gonna go get pizza you want some baby?” You announced to Seungwoo, he was in the bathroom cleaning makeup off his face, but he answered with a cute little “yes please.” You grabbed your purse and keys left, forgetting to grab your phone. You realized it when you stopped to get something to drink, so you grabbed whatever soda you remembered him liking and headed back home.

“Hey,” you announced walking into your apartment, “I forgot my phone,” you went about explaining as you placed everything down in the kitchen, “but I picked up some soda and snacks on the way back……” your words trailed off when you turned round and looked at Seungwoo standing on the kitchen doorway. He wasn’t saying anything. He was just staring at you and the look in his fox-like eyes said you were in trouble.

You stared at back at him and then your eyes followed his hand movements as he held up his right hand showing you your phone screen with a message displayed on it:

“We were amazing together, the sex was good and the love was real. I can still treat you like a queen, no more of the childish nonsense. I really do miss you. Ditch him and come hangout with me, I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Babe,” he started slowly, “who is this?” He asked as he started walking towards you.

“An ex from years ago,” you quickly blurted out the truth, “he’s been bugging me for a week, all because of one picture I posted on accident,” he kept walking and you began backing up until you reached the counter, “I’ve told over and over again that I don’t even like him even in the slightest way,” Seungwoo had you caged in now, his tall figure looming over you, “I even told him I had a whole hot ass, fine ass boyfriend,” he smirked down at you and you fell silent.

Shit, you thought, I fucked up, I should’ve just blocked his ass.

“I read all the messages,” Seungwoo stated, making you look away from him, “does he really think he can beat me up and take you from me?” He giggled, “and he called me little. I’m not little.” You did your best to not look at him but whichever way your head turned he followed.

It was quiet for only a few seconds, making your knees feel weak. Ah shit, I’m in some deep shit, was all you could think. You didn’t even realize that he, Seungwoo, had taken off his shirt or the fact that he had turned on your Snapchat camera. He gently pulled you into a kiss and just as you felt his tongue in your mouth, you heard the shutter sound from your phone. You pulled away from him and reached for your phone, but he had other plans. Him being taller than you he held your phone up in the air and you watched as he sent the picture to your ex.

You sighed and before you could say anything about anything, Seungwoo had left you up onto the countertop and ripped your shirt off. The normally gentle Seungwoo had become someone else, “what the he-” your words failed and a moan escaped your lips when he placed an open mouth kiss onto the base of your neck.

Your head fell back and he smirked against your skin, he had you open. He knew your weak spot and you never thought he’d ever use it like this. You mumbled his name and let out a sharp breath, he was placing a huge passion mark on the spot. He suckled on the spot, all the while taking pictures of how open you were to him and how you belonged to him. He let go of the spot, his hot breath fanning your neck and just when you thought he would stop, he picked another spot and went to town.

Just this alone could make you orgasm. You were so wet and needy now, your arms went around his waist instinctively, trying to pull him closer. He was now doing a damn good job of placing yet another huge hickey below your collarbone. Shit, that was it, your legs went around him bringing him even closer to your needy core. You felt him smirk and pull away, he looked down at you, he had a glint in his eyes you’d never seen before.

Seungwoo grabbed your chin and turned your face towards the camera, he timed it just right. Just as he started marking up the other side of your neck, he took another picture of how needy and fucked up you were, “Seun-” you couldn’t get his name out, you yelped, he had taken a bite of your neck. It was the last straw for you because you creamed all over yourself. And trust me, he knew it, he licked and sucked at the spot a little more before pulling away completely.

You stayed on the countertop, and watched as he leaned against it beside you. You could only stare at him, unable to fully fathom the fact that he made you cream from just hickies. Son of a frappe, you thought looking at Seungwoo, who was busy typing away on your phone.

“That was hot.” You remarked after a few seconds had passed. It was the only thing you could think to say. Seungwoo looked at you and smirked, with one eyebrow raised, knowing exactly what he had done.

He handed you your phone and pecked you cheek, “You might wanna wear sweaters for a while,” He started to walk away, “next time, don’t respond to guys like that.”

And as if a switch had turned back on in your head, you remembered why this all happened in the first place. Looking at your phone, you saw all the pictures AND a video of you creaming yourself at the end. Followed by a final message:

“She’s mine, leave her be. I’m more obsessive and shameless than you can believe. Go play somewhere else or find something safe to do.”

Your mouth hung open in disbelief, this man was a real piece of work, you thought. Just as he called out from the living room “What movie do you wanna watch?” As is nothing ever happened.

“I’m just saying,” your ex tried to reason, “we could hang out sometimes, it would be so lit.” He looked you up and down and you rolled your eyes doing everything in your power to not throw your drink in his face. This guy really, at a very important event, at a company you used to work for, with your husband a few feet away talking to some big name people, who’s name you forgot.

Sighing inwardly, you took a small sip from the glass of wine you held before speaking, “That’s real cute and all, but I think you forgot,” you said coldly, “I’m married and my Seungsik is coming this way. That and the fact that I think you’ve forgotten about my temper.”

Once Seungsik had finally reached you, he smiled and tilted his head a little as if he was asking what’s going on. Your ex frowned at the loving look you gave Seungsik as you ignored his presence and asked Seungsik how his conversation went.

“Wow,” your ex started, trying to pick a fight, right in front of Seungsik, “is that all you two talk about, business and work. It makes it seem like you married each other for convenience.”

“I know the fuck he just didn’t?” You mumbled only enough for the three of you to hear, you took a step forward and Seungsik knew what you were about to do, so he took the wine glass from you and passed it off to a server walking by, “listen you simple mined fuck,” you started, Seungsik was holding you back, “you’re an ex, get over it you pathetic little bitch.”

“You weren’t saying that when I used to break your back in.” He remarked, now getting a rise out of your beloved husband.

The hold you didn’t know you had on Seungsik’s arm became tighter, “don’t play yourself like that, you need to pick yourself up off that small ass ego you just tripped on. Honestly, your dick game is trash,” a few people standing nearby had heard you because you had raised your voice an octave, “I suggest you find something safe to do before I hurt your little feelings.”

Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it really was your temper getting the best of you. Most of the time you kept it in check but the wine just loosened it up a little. Seungsik grabbed your hand and began to lead out of the event hall. You knew he was upset but, you didn’t give a shit at the moment the only thing you could think about was socking your ex in the face.

After a few twists and turns you realized that Seungsik had dragged you a good distance away and into a empty room, he turned and looked at you, his hand on his hips, you watched as he took a deep breathe, “Sweetheart,” he called you lovingly, “I want to knock him out too,” he looked you over, “but can you blame him when you look so hot in that dress,” he paused for a second before continuing, “I told you not to wear it. But you did anyway and you caused a scene-“

“Hold up,” you cut him off, “baby, you know I wear what I want. And,” you rolled your neck a little, ignoring the look Seungsik was giving you, “I wish you would’ve let me get one swing in,” you continued, going on about how your ex cheated on you in the past and you even let it slip out that said ex had been bothering you since forever ago. That, my dear, was all it took for Seungsik to grab hold of you and push you up against the door. Your words got caught in your throat and your eyes widened at the sudden action.

“My love,” Seungsik started pinning both your hands over your head, “stop it,” his voice was low and his face was inches away from yours, “I’ve told you, multiple times, I don’t like it. And now you’re telling me that he has been bothering you,” he paused and looked you over slowly, as if he was about to eat you, “that bastard even bragged about breaking your back in. You,” he spoke slowly, “are mine.”

Your chest rose and fell, and your breath caught in your throat when you felt Seungsik’s free hand going up your leg and under your dress. Your face flushed red, as lowered your eyes, but you didn’t miss the smirk on his face. Yes, he indeed moved your panties to the side and was now playing with your inner folds. Enjoying your expressions, he knew what you liked and how you liked it. But that was beside the point, what he wanted to do was mark you like he did when you first got together.

He let go of your hands and you instinctively wrapped them around his neck. He lifted you up and sat down in a nearby chair, he stopped torturing your folds and sat you on his lap, you started kissing his neck feverishly. Your ears fell dead to the sound of the door opening but Seungsik’s didn’t, he looked up at the intruder, who was none other than your ex. He locked eyes with him and smirked, mocking him for what he lost and could never have.

Seungsik enjoyed the look of shock and devastation that crossed over the man's face as he took in the sight before him. Yeah, serves him right, he should’ve stayed in his lane. The man closed the door and Seungsik pulled away from you. He kissed your lips gently, his hands were feeling up your ass the whole time. He placed a finger on your chin and stared into your lust filled eyes as he spoke.

“We should head home and finish this,” he rested his forehead against yours and placed a hand behind your head, and continued, “I don’t want anyone else catching us.”

It took a moment for his words to register in your mind, when they did, you pulled back and stared at him in confusion, “Don’t worry about it,” he added standing you both up, he took your underwear and shoved them in his pocket after looking at them for a second, “let’s go, I need that as bad as you do right now.”

You blinked still confused, but nonetheless you fixed your dress and followed him out of the room, stepping into the hallway, you nearly tripped when you saw your ex standing with his back to you. Seungsik grabbed your hand and smirked “You should mind the business that pays you.” Seungsik remarked to your ex as he pulled you along as he walked away with you in tow. You glanced back and caught ex’s expression, why is he sad, you thought but brushed it off immediately when you felt Seungsik’s eyes on you. You looked up at your better half and smiled, no one can drive you crazy like this man.

Setting across the table from you, Chan stared at you. He wasn’t talkative like his normal self, he was quiet and expressionless. You huffed and leaned back in your chair folding your arms. It wasn’t that serious, was it? It couldn’t be, I mean all you did was go up to the counter and order your iced coffee and his boba tea, how the hell were you supposed to know your ex worked here? All you did was give the man a fake smile as you shot him down when he asked you out.

“Chan,” you called his name with a sigh, “it’s not that serious.” he bit his lip and looked off for a second before looking back at you, “come on,” you whined a little and he looked off again, “we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves, forget about him.”

Chan finally looked back at you, but something wasn’t right. You ignored that though, when he finally smiled at you, making you think he got over it. Ha, yeah right, homie had other plans. He could see your ex looking at you, your back was to the counter. So you didn’t know. He stood up and sat beside you, placing an arm around you, you smiled and kissed his cheek.

You both started talking about everything under the sun, but only you seemed to forget about your ex watching your every move from across the room. The drinks you ordered were ready and none other than your ex was bringing them over to you. Chan saw him and decided it would be the perfect time to whisper something dirty in your ear. He started snickering when you looked at him in shock and pushed him away playfully.

“One melon boba tea and vanilla iced coffee add cream and three sugars, with light ice.” Your ex called out your order without blinking.

You looked up at him and smiled a fake smile “Thanks,” Chan spoke for you both before looking back at you, “come on,” he started again, ignoring the man standing in front of you both, “you know you’d like it.” Chan whispered, his lips brushing your ear, making your face turn red, “I could lick it off.” He stated loud enough for your ex to hear

“Chan stop,” you giggled out a little when he wrapped his arms around your waist, “you play too much.”

“Who says I’m playing?” He quizzed looking dead at you. Your ex had finally dismissed himself because he couldn’t take watching you both flirt and because he knew Chan was playing dirty and it worked. But it wasn’t just Chan, you, yourself couldn’t look at anybody else but the person you're with. And right now, you were in a relationship with Chan, so you couldn’t help but to only look at him. Your ex knew that but he nonetheless still tried anyway and failed of course.

“Chan,” you looked at him with a small smile playing on your lips, you poked his dimpled cheek, “that’s sound like fun but not right now.”

You picked up your phone and started showing Chan a picture of a jacket you were planning on ordering offline. Meanwhile he had looked over his shoulder at your ex and smirked, waving at him as if he were making fun of him. The man frowned, he was getting angry, so he began walking forwards to your table.

Chan had looked back down at your phone, as if he didn’t just provoke your ex, “that’s cute babe,” Chan remarked, “I’m not gonna lie, I’m actually thinking about how good you’d look covered in chocolate syrup.”

You spit your drink out, some of it coming out of your nose, you coughed as Chan patted your back and handed you paper towels. Your ex was standing right behind you and he had frozen in place, he heard every word.

“Wow,” you choked out, “damn,” you tried to clear your throat, “you win, let’s go home.”

I mean sis, honestly, this man may like to talk but his head game was on point, A mutherfucking one. He knew that it, and he also knew that was what could drive you over the edge but he only gave it when he felt like teasing and torturing you. He enjoyed watching you squirm and beg more than fucking your brains out.

Chan started laughing under his breath as he glanced at your ex and then back to you, “I didn’t think that’d make you choke. Slow down baby.” He sounded so concerned as he helped wipe up the mess. He kissed you and apologized, watching as your ex made a final retreat back to the counter.

You stood up, “Chan,” you ordered, “get your ass up, we're going home. You started this, now finish it.” You were unknowingly loud enough for other people to hear, but you didn’t give a damn, who says no to something like that? Grabbing Chan’s hand, you started pulling him along, making him laugh even more. But he had other ideas, this man somehow ended up pulling you back to the table. He legit waited until no one was looking and snuck you into the bathroom. Where he licked and ate until he got his fill and you did everything in your power to hold back every moan almost failing. And best believe he made sure your ex could hear every last bit of it.

Sitting on the couch watching Sejun laughing it up with one of his friends, you shook your head a little at the sight. He was having hella fun at this party, you almost didn’t come. But just watching him being happy made you happy, you smiled and just as you did, your phone began ringing. You looked down at it, an unknown number, you disregarded it and looked back at Sejun, who was now walking towards you. He plopped down on the couch next to you and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Having fun,” you questioned with your head tilted to the side a little.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” he smiled back, he sighed a little and looked at his watch, checking the time, “ready to go home, cause I am.”

You nodded and he stood up, he reached his hand out towards you to help you up. Lacing your fingers with his, you both made your way to the door. Your phone began ringing, just as you both made it into the hallway.

Frowning as you looked at your phone, that same unknown number flashed across the screen. You stopped walking unknowingly and decided to answer it after whoever it was hung up and called again.

“Y/N, I’ve been trying to reach you, how have you been?” It was none other than your ex and he was drunk as fuck.

You stood there, your frown growing deeper, Sejun was now beside you looking very concerned, “What’s the matter?” He asked you searching your face.

You looked at him finally and shook your head, “nothing.” You hung up the phone and grabbed hold of Sejun’s arm and proceeded to head home.

Two weeks later……

“Stop,” you hollered out at Sejun laughing, “my stomach hurts. I quit, you win!”

He stopped a look of victory all over his face, his dimple showing. Which was the whole reason you both started wrestling in the first place. You stood up from the floor and he looked at you with curiosity. Smiling down at him, you poked his dimple again and took off running, knowing he was going to chase you.

No one was in the practice room, so you both were free to play around as you please. The other members had disappeared as soon as you arrived, but that was cool, more time to play like children.

You didn’t make it far before Sejun had grabbed you yet again, this time he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You cried out laughing, begging to be put down, he did, but after spinning you around and scaring you a little. He sat up down on top of the table next to your bag and grinned down at you.

“I’m glad you came,” he whispered out, smiling like a child, “I’ve been kinda down for the last two days.”

You cupped his face in your hands and made a pouty face, “I missed you too darling,” You stated, he went to kiss you, but your phone began to ring, cutting into the mood. Rolling your eyes, you blindly reached over and answered your phone “Hello.” You sighed.

“Y/N, it’s me,” it was your ex again, “I know I fucked up, but can I please have another chance.” He begged, “I promise, I’ll do better this time.”

Sejun heard every word and before you could hang up, he snatched your phone out of your hand “Who is this?” He questioned the man.

Your ex ignored the question and demanded you to be back on the phone. Sejun was getting angry and you could see it, so you went to jump off the table. But Sejun blocked you from moving, “Why are you calling my girlfriend,” Sejun frowned, “she’s not interested, if she was she’d be with you!”

“Jun-ah,” you called his name and tried to take your phone from him but he pushed your hands away, “please stop, hang up the phone.”

“Look dude, put her back on the phone,” your ex yelled out, when you had tried again to reach for the phone, you accidentally hit the speaker button, “I don’t give a damn who you are, I made her the way she is, she’s mine!”

Now it was your turn to get angry, “Hey,” you yelled out loud, your voice echoed across the room, “I don’t belong to anyone. You didn’t make anything you pompous asshole,” Sejun stared at you as you spoke, a deep frown on his face, “we dated two years ago, are you fucking kidding me!”

“Y/N,” your ex called your name twice, “please, listen to me, I’m sorry, I love yo-”

Sejun had hung up the phone and was now glaring at you as if he could bite your head off. You folded your arms and looked away, because you knew you needed to explain. After taking a deep breath, you pushed your hair back and looked back at him.

“So,” he started, “who the fuck was that?”

“My ex,” you answered with a huff, it was a long time ago,”

“Is he the one that called you that night at the party?” He questioned, now leaning towards you. Yes, sis, he was all up in your grill, leaving you no other choice than to answer him, he had you caged in between his arms, “why didn’t you tell me, I could’ve told him off then,” he paused for only a second, “has he been calling you since then?”

“Yes,” you sighed out, annoyed because your happy mood was now ruined, “I haven’t answered since that night,” you further explained, “I was planning on blocking him but I’ve been busy with work.”

“Why didn’t you tell me back then,” he asked, “is he the same one that caused you all that pain?”

Your face changed from annoyed to hurt at the simple thought of what your ex had done to you. You looked away but Sejun grabbed your chin, making you look at him. You took a deep breath, the tears you were holding back fell, as you looked him in the eyes. Sejun’s expression became soft, he took it upon himself to kiss your tears away.

“It’s okay,” he whispered between kisses, “I’m here with you now, I’ll never hurt you like he did.” He assured you, making you wrap your arms around him to bring him close. It was true, your ex hurt you in more ways than one, that man ripped you into complete shit. It took some time and just when you thought you were ready, you met Sejun. He made you feel whole and he loved you despite your flaws, why would you risk losing someone like him.

Unbeknownst to you, Sejun’s kisses had become more eager and you, my dear, were adding more heat to the fire. Shit, you couldn’t breathe, so you pulled away, you could feel Sejun’s bulge on your inner thigh, his face was buried in your neck “Not here,” you whispered softly, your hands had found their way under his shirt, “someone might see.”

He looked up, just as the lights in the practice room had gone off, “I think everyone’s gone home now,” He whispered back, running his hand through your hair, “but we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

You kissed his lips gently and pulled away, you low key wanted to feel him inside you but you didn’t want to get caught. Sejun grinned, his mischievous manners were showing up now. He pulled you closer until his bulge was right up against your clothed folds. He kissed you deeper and held you tightly against and he grinned into you, you took it upon yourself to break the kiss, hoping he wouldn’t stop because it felt so damn good.

“You play so mu-” your words caught in your throat when he grinded into you harder, “Sejun,” you moaned out his name, “just fuck me already.”

He smirked, “I’ll do more than just fuck you.” He promised as he freed himself and lifted up your skirt. He pushed your panties to the side and just as he kissed you, he put his full length into you, “let me fill you with my love,” with every word he spoke; he thrusted in and out gently, “and give you more, I’ll make love to you.”

Shit, he kissed you and fucked you deeper. You couldn’t breathe but your heart felt full, he was doing it how you liked, nothing could interrupt this moment. It felt too good, not even your phone ringing could make you stop. Sejun had left both your legs up, making you hold yourself up, your hand had brushed your phone, but you were too wrapped up in getting the best dick in your life to care. You had accidentally answered the phone, just as a moan escaped your lips. Your ex was on the line, he called your name but it fell on death ears. He was instead greeted by the sound of lust filled love and heavy breathing.

“I love you baby.” Sejun whispered out, he as nearing his end and so where you.

Looking in his eyes with parted lips you went to reply, but he had placed a hand around your neck and rammed into you deeply making you cream so hard, you cried out his name as your body shook, he followed shortly after, cumming deep into your folds. He held you close. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you, past or present.” He kissed your lips gently and you nodded, whispering back about how much you loved him. He glanced over at your phone and smirked when he saw that your ex was on the phone listening. He played it off and discreetly hung up the phone, knowing he didn’t have to worry about that asshole very again.

The room was quiet but the only sound that could be heard was your heavy breathing, while you sat on top of Hanse staring down at him. You both were tired but neither of you would fold, this was a fight for dominance and you were getting your ass handed to you.

Hanse was looking up at you with a smirk, he knew was winning. So, he was gonna take the time to provoke you until the very end. What was crazy was that it started because your ex thought it would be a good idea to show up to your apartment unannounced. And Hanse was the one to open the door, he looked scary to others but not to you. So when he came face to face with your ex, the man froze in place before asking where you were and if it was the right apartment.

You ended up coming to the door to see what was going on, yeah, sis, you were only wearing a shirt you stole from Hanse. That and the fact that you wrapped your arms around him from the back before looking over his shoulder to see who it was. You sighed, the smile on your face almost vanishing.

“Why on earth are you here,” you asked your ex coldly, “I thought I told you to get lost and never come back.”

Hanse looked at you then back at him, “You know him?” He questioned putting his hands in his pocket.

You looked off and ran your hands through your hair, “I used to know him,” you stated coldly, leaning on to Hanse to add emphasis to that you were happy.

“You moved on pretty fast.” Your ex remarked, sounding hurt, but what was he to expect. You broke up well over a year ago, or rather it was more like, you had an argument about him cheating and then ghosting you, not even bothering to actually cut it off. So you being the bad bitch you are, you shot him a text saying never to show his face around you again after a little over a month after he disappeared.

You met Hanse a few months after, you were in the middle of a rush at the cafe you work at, no manager was on duty and everyone else seemed clueless as to what to do. So you stepped up and started giving orders, making everything run smoothly. Hanse was sitting at a table alone, he was watching the entire thing go down. You could feel his sharp catlike eyes on you, so you glanced in his direction. You ended up locking eyes with him and he smirked, making you look away. Damn, he got you good, because you almost fucked up and gave someone the wrong order. After that moment you felt like he could see through you almost, but that’s what made him seem sexy to you. So you brought him his drink and asked him out at the same time.

A small laugh escaped Hanse’s lips as he looked back at your ex, before slamming the door in his face. Somehow, Hanse managed to drag you to your bedroom and strip you completely naked, I mean, you guys were already in the middle of something before your ex knocked on the door. This just added to pile of things that was making him want to fuck your lights out.

So, here you were in a heated battle with a man who was normally warm. He flipped you over in one swift motion and stared down at you, you couldn’t help but to look at his lip piercing, you thought it was so sexy. Especially when he smirked, shit, fuck it, you thought, I’m not gonna win this one, I quit, I fold.

It was as if he could read your mind, Hanse let out a small laugh and got closer to your face. You were basically breathing each other’s breathe, he was now taunting you by not kissing you so you could feel the coldness of his piercing.

“You don’t play far.” You remarked with a small frown.

“All of far in love and war.” was his response,he buried his face in your neck and nipped at your skin. You let out a breathy sigh, arching your back into him. You both were sweaty but honestly sis, who gives a damn. Hanse was enjoying how you squirmed around under him begging for him to fuck you even more.

But sis, just when you thought you’d get to ride the pounding you needed, someone thought it would be a wonderful idea to come home on time. Whom you may ask, none other than your roommate, and ole girl was loud as fuck for no reason today.

Hanse let you go and you huffed as you sat up, “This bitch has some superb timing.” You grumbled saracastly as you climbed out of bed and started putting on clothes.

Your roommate knocked on the door, “Y/N,” she called out, it sounded like she was crying “I need some company, I just caught my boyfriend cheating with my best friend.”

“Oh fuck.” You sighed as you watched Hanse finish getting dressed.

“We can finish this some other time,” he promised, kissing your forehead, “I’m far from finished.” He remarked as he grabbed and squeezed a helping handful of your ass. He let go and smacked it, liking how it jiggled, “I’ll see you later babe.” He whispered opening the door and walking out of your room.

You followed behind him, biting your lip, you liked jealous Hanse. He it made him dangerous and you licked it. Exiting your room behind him, you ran dead into your roommate, who by the smell was drunk. You knew how you’d spend your night, and it wasn’t how you wanted.

A month later………

“Why are you here?” You frowned at your ex. You were at work, doing your job as usual, it was almost time to get off. Thus, the day was going good until he showed up. The man was persistent and wouldn’t take no for an answer, but what you both didn’t know, was Hanse was there watching the whole thing play out.

Sis, your man had came in right behind your ex, he would’ve intervened. But he wanted to see how you would handle it, because I mean, you are a big girl, you take care of yourself, right?

“Please just hear me out,” your ex pleaded, good thing it was slow and he was the only one in line, “I was wrong and selfish and I’m sorry.”

You blinked at this man with a straight face, before replying. You folded your arms and took a deep breathe, “Look man,” you finally started, “get over it. You disappeared after I caught you cheating. I’m in a relationship,” you pointed your finger at him, “and don’t start talking about how you’ve changed. I accept your apology, but I’m not getting back with you. And ex is an example of what not to do again. So, do me a favor and get over it.”

He went to speak, but a hand on his shoulder caused him to stop and look. At some point, Hanse had made his way over, “how pathetic.” Hanse remarked with a small shake of his head, he looked over at you, “ready to go babe.”

The grim look you once had was replaced by a soft smile as you nodded “let me clock out, I didn’t know you were picking me up today.” Your tone was excited, he was just the person you wanted to see.

Now sis, when you took off to he back, Hanse took the opportunity to be very clear with your ex. He wasn’t about to spare any feelings.

“Look dude, she’s happy, why are you being a parasite and trying to fuck that up,” Hanse sighed and sized him up really quick, “I’ve been nice about it, especially when you showed up at her house, slamming the door was a small part of what I want to do to you,” He had placed a hand on the mans shoulder and spoke lowly into his ear, “I want to break your face in, for the shit you did to her. Right now I want to break your damned legs. You are a pathetic little piece of shit, you didn’t deserve her, she’s too good for you. If I see or hear about you bugging her again, you’ll have to deal with me,” Hanse stepped back when he saw you coming back, “do me that one favor while I’m being polite.”

Your ex was a mix between scared and angry, you walked up to Hanse who was smirking slightly at the man. Daring him to try it, whatever it was. But the man never moved. You on the other hand ignored your ex and grabbed Hanse’s hand, pulling him along because you were so ready to go.

Now, sis, let’s just say, you guys picked up where you left off. I mean, shit happened really fast when you got home, considering you guys stopped at a few places. But nonetheless, girl, you were right back in the same position, naked, sweaty and heated. But this time, neither of you held back. Getting fucked with those kinds of emotions does something to you. The pressure behind each thrust and thoughtless minds mixed with feelings of the heart, while getting dicked down made you climax in no time. But so what if you were going to be sore for a few days, no fucks were given.

The night was young, but the breeze was cold, which was okay with you. You were headed home anyway, sleep was calling your name in all capital letters. Sighing you rounded the corner that lead to your house, you froze when your eyes landed on your ex standing on your door step holding flowers.

What the fuck is he doing here, you thought. Like seriously, you haven’t seen the man in months. Last time you checked he said you were too boring and easy to read for him. The day you broke up played in your mind like a broken record.

It was sunny out, you woke up that day feeling good but something was off. He texted you and asked to meet up at a cafe, so you did. You dressed up and headed out. Sitting in the cafe, he stared at you with a cold expression, before telling you it was over and blaming you for not being exciting enough. Well shit, that stung like a bitch. You put your all into the relationship, you were together so long but what really hurt was he fact the he didn’t realize he didn’t put any effort into it. You almost cried, but you held back and stood up from the table, snatching the necklace he had bought you off and throwing it at him. You left without a word, I’m your mind you said fuck it and let it go.

So, why was he standing in front of your house, holding flowers. You sighed and walked up to him, your hands in your jacket pocket, you looked him up and down as he turned towards you. He smiled at you a held the flowers out for you to take, but you didn’t make a move to grab them.

“Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry, I was wrong. It wasn’t your fault, it was mine. I should’ve treated you better-.”

You sighed loudly, cutting him off, “Thanks,” you rolled your eyes, “but you're late, I moved on already. But even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t come back to you.”

He dropped the flowers, he face was a mix between sad and upset. He sighed about to say something when a very familiar laugh reached your ears. You looked behind you, ByungChan was walking towards you, his nose was red and his eyes were watering. He was still sick, but why on earth did he come out, when you just left his house after putting him to sleep, or you thought.

“Byung-ah,” you called his name worriedly, “why are you here, I thought I left you at home asleep.”

He coughed a little and threw an arm around you, “I couldn’t let you walk home alone,” he replied sounding as stop up as ever, “I followed you,” he sneezed and sniffled.

You pushed him off and glared at him, “Dude, seriously, you sneezed in my hair.”

He laughed at you and looked at your ex, “Who is this guy?” He asked ignoring your protest, he was still trying lean on you.

“You’re sick and you’re asking me about him,” you shoved him off one last time and reached into your purse pulling out a small pack of Kleenex. You grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled his face to your level so you could clean his nose.

“I’m sorry, babe, but some random dude is trying to give you flowers, I don’t like that.” ByungChan explained still standing eye level with you.

“Look Bunnie,” you called his pet name, and touched his forehead, “you’re still sick! Go home!” You yelled, he was about to become childish, you could feel it.

“You're right,” he smiled, “I’m sick, sick on your love.” He looked over at your ex and smirked before he sneezed again, “she is so loving isn’t she,” he kept laughing and teasing, “too bad you let her go.”

You sighed, you knew he was playing stupid and he was aiming to provoke your ex, it was working. You didn’t want to see a fight or an argument between the two men, so you decided to cut that shit short.

“Choi ByungChan,” you called his entire name, “just get in the house,” you started pushing him towards the front door, you glanced at your ex, “as you can see, I’m busy taking care of my sick boyfriend,” ByungChan was about to say something but he couldn’t because he started coughing, “goodbye and take care of yourself.”

You had managed to unlock the door and shove ByungChan in. You closed the door and looked at your beloved boyfriend about to start nagging, but froze in place when you saw his expression. His face was completely blank, something you only saw once, right before he lost his cool.

Huffing, you folded your arms and started talking again after swallowing, “Have you lost your mind,” you said, “you can become sicker if you go outside like that, it’s cold out,” you looked him over, “you didn’t even put on a jacket or proper shoes.”

“Has he come here before?” ByungChan asked, ignoring all your concerns for his health.

You huffed and looked off then back at him, “Forget about him, he’s not important!” You yelled

“He is if he comes to your house,” he yelled back, “what if he had tried something!”

“Are you hearing yourself,” you were getting angry, because he wasn’t taking his sickness seriously, “I don’t care about him, you're standing in front of me, your nose is running and your temp is high. I don’t give a fuck about that guy!”

“He came to your house unannounced, at night, he could’ve been drunk or something. He could’ve tried to kidnap you!”

You sighed, he wasn’t hearing you but you were hearing him, so you blurted out what the problem was. It had been going on for a while, he just wouldn’t say it, so you just blurted it out, “You keep thinking I’m going to leave you for someone else!”

He fell silent, you had the courage to say it out loud and that hurt. Adding that to the fact that he tried to hide it from you, but you knew anyway, he low key wondered when you figured it out. His mind as running but no words could come out.

“I figured it out a month and a half ago,” you explained, “when that guy asked for my number as if you weren’t standing there. I found out then.”

ByungChan dropped his head, he had been feeling so insecure since before then. He saw how the good the other men looked and he couldn’t help but compare. You took a step towards him and he took one back, you went to call his name but he shook his head and walked out of the door. He was holding back tears, and he did his best to not show them, but you saw them and went behind him, calling his name at the top of your lungs.

You ex was still lingering outside, he tried to stop and talk to you, but you shoved him off “Get the fuck out of my face!” You yelled, you noticed ByungChan stop to look back. You ex had kept grabbing you and you kept pushing his hand away, your were becoming frustrated. How could such a good day go down the drain all because this piece of shit showed up?

A firm hand pulled you completely away from your ex, followed by a fist flying straight at his faces. Shit, ByungChan had punched your ex in the nose. Blood was dripping, you were shocked as you watched your stumble while covering his leaking nose.

“Get lost, don’t show your face around here again,” ByungChan wasn’t like this, so you were very much shocked, “if I see you again, I’ll fucking rip your face off, how dare you touch her like that! Have you lost your mind!”

Surprisingly, your ex left after apologizing, ByungChan had turned back towards you, he looked you over and just as he was about to say something. He started coughing up a storm, bringing you back from the cloud you had landed on. This side of him was way too sexy for you at the moment, but you weren’t going to say it.

Instead, you started nagging him a little and ushered him back inside. Where you made him lay in your bed while you made some honey lemon tea. You freshened up quickly while the tea was brewing, listening to him sneeze and cough made you move faster. You quickly made the tea and brought it to him.

Walking into your bedroom, you could’ve sworn he was asleep, so you sat the cup down on the nightstand, beside the bed and sat down next to him. Placing a hand on your forehead and the other in his, you sighed. He was burning up, a hand on top of yours made you look at him. He didn’t say a word, but you knew what he was thinking. So you expressed yourself clearly, without yelling.

“I would never leave you for some other guy,” you started, he looked away from you and huffed, but you kept going, “I don’t know where you got that stupid idea, but forget it. It’s me and you together forever, reminder? Cause I do,” emotions started coming out with each word you spoke, “you picked up a random weed as a joke and gave it to me, to make me laugh,” you started listing the senseless sweet things he had done, “you wrote that I was pretty on a napkin you used. You always show up when I start feeling like shit about myself. You fucking idiot, you almost had a heart attack because I got bit by a misquote,” you were on the verge of tears now but you kept going, “we even played in the park because I was drunk and didn’t want to go home,” a tear fell and his heart dropped, the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.

He placed a hand on your cheek and sat up in bed, he hugged you. But you pushed him a little “You're sick and you’re worried about some loser taking me from you, ByungChan, you fucking idiot!” You were crying, but you had to get it off your chest now, it was the best to do it now, “why would I drop and my ace for a joker, I’m not stupid!”

“I’m sorryY/N,” he whispered, “I didn’t know you felt that way. I thought you would’ve liked someone who’s the opposite of me, I shouldn’t have thought that way.”

“My eyes are only on you, don’t forget that.” You mumbled looking up at him, “now your sick, you need to-,” your complaints were cut short by a gently kiss.

You went to pull away but he wasn’t having that, he pulled you closer and needless to say before you knew it, you were naked and he was on top of you. Fucking you deep and slow, you forgot about him being sick and so did he.

“That’s cheating,” you frowned at Subin pouting at the screen in front of you. He smirked and looked off as if he didn’t just blow air on your neck to distract you from winning, “you know what,” you suggested, “I bet I can beat you in basketball.” You challenged him with a smirk of your own.

He rolled his eyes, but you both stood up anyway and headed to the court outside of your apartment. The game was going good, you were kicking his butt, but he didn’t mind because he was having fun. The sound of loud laughter hit both of your ears causing you to stop and look up. A group of familiar faces was walking towards you, you sighed inwardly. It was your ex and his friends.

“Y/N,” your ex called your name, and stood in front of you , “it’s been a while, I see you’re still hopping and still with this kid. How cute.”

His tone got under your skin but you let it slide, “I see you’re still the same,” you replied, “all talk and no play.”

He went to say something, Subin cut him off, “I’m going to get something to drink, what would you like?” He wasn’t fazed by your ex because he knew you could handle it on your own, no need for him to back you up.

You looked at Subin and smiled at him adorably before answering, “Yes, babe, I’ll take a flavored water.” You always looked at Subin admiration, he was the only guy that could make you swoon. Something that pissed off your ex every time he saw you and him together, “I’ll just sit over there and wait for you to come back, my love.” You added swaying back and forth a little, still holding the ball.

You ex scoffed, but you ignored him until Subin walked away and he did it again, “What,” you sighed out, “can I help you with something?”

Your ex smirked, “let’s play, one on one.” He dared, “I bet I could beat you.”

Shaking your head, you watched Subin leave the court and head for the store, you were going to ignore your ex, but he said something that made you want to prove him wrong. Alas a game started between you and your ex, you were kicking his butt. Leaving him feeling saltier than his sweat.

You shot a three point and watched as the ball went into the net with no problem. Subin was coming back up, he had been gone for about twenty minutes, he wasn’t surprised to see you kicking your ex’s ass. He smiled to himself, you were so cute to him. His smile dropped when he saw your ex smack your ass right when you threw the ball up, the ball missed and you spun around and pushed your ex as hard as you could.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!” You yelled in his face, “have you lost your mind!”

Your ex smirked, acting all cocky because his friends were in the background cheering him on, “It’s still as soft as I remember.” He stated with a smirk, “I can still take you from that kid, he’s a nobody.”

This was you broke up with him I’m the first place, he was so full of himself. He talked a lot of shit but couldn’t fuck for shit. He was good at sports but that was about it. He was a complete asshole, who did anything to make others feel small and you hated it. Your breaking point was when he was picking at some random guy for no reason, he poured water on the guy and acted as if it was an accident. You cursed him out that day and then told him it was over.

“You little bitch,” you started but your ex had forcefully kissed you, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You bit his lip just as you felt him being snatched off of you. Subin eyes were set in a straight line, he was pissed to say the least, your ex stared back at him in a daring manner.

“What are you gonna do, you little punk bitch?” He started antagonizing him, “your a weak little kid, she needs a grown man.”

“Dude-” Your words fell short when you saw Subin land a punch in your ex’s mouth.

“Don’t ever touch her again,” Subin was beyond angry, he had had enough of your ex’s shit for the day.

Your ex wanted to act like a tough guy and swung a punch at Subin, he landed it but Subin swung and landed yet another punch to his jaw. You started to try and break it up, but it was little too late for that. You thanked you stars that your ex’s friend weren’t trying to see a fight, they helped pull them apart.

Subin’s lip was bleeding but you ex was looking wrecked. Why, because he couldn’t fight for shit. You was so overly concerned about Subin lip, that you didn’t see how hurt your ex was. Not like you cared though, serves him right, he fucked up and he knew it. He lost a good woman all because of his cockiness.

“You’ve crossed the line,” Subin yelled trying to go at your ex again, “she’s my girl, how dare you put your disgusting lips on her, you have any idea how long it’s going to take to wipe that off.”

“Let’s go, Subin!” You yelled at him to get his attention. He looked down at you and grabbed your hand aggressively and angrily pulled you along with him. You mind was still on the fact that Subin was bleeding, even though it wasn’t much, just a little but that hurt your heart. No one wants to see someone they love hurt. You were brought back from your running thoughts when you heard your apartment door shut behind you.

Just as you looked up at Subin, he basically tossed you onto the couch, “Subi-,” you stopped talking when he took off his shirt and threw it to the side somewhere.

Your eyes widened when he got on top of you, caging you in. He somehow managed to snatch your shirt off in one motion, you clenched your legs together, but to no avail. Subin was already between your legs, no escape. He went for your sweet spot and you folded, but he was so rough and aggressive. Not that you’d complain. He placed hickies from your neck to your stomach, he then ripped your shorts off, well they were his but who gives a damn, they were gone along with your panties. The cold air was replaced by his hot lips on your folds, he’d never gone down on you before.

You were trying to protest, but he wasn’t having it. He pinned your legs wide open, this was new to you. So it was no surprise as to how your body would react, he ignored how your legs shook and trembled. Where did he learn this from, your hands were in his hair, pulling at the strands, trying to get him to stop, but your grip loosened when you felt yourself about to cream. He stopped and licked his way back to your neck, you opened your eyes and stared directly into his, just as you felt him enter you roughly with no warning. He started pounding into you, not giving anytime to breathe or think.

Again, you tried to stop him but he had you pinned wide open, “I let it slide one two many times,” he stated as he pounded into you deeper and harder, “I can’t believe he touched you,” he rammed into you balls and layed flush against your chest, Subin grabbed your jaw squeezing it. You opened your mouth and he spit in it before kissing you roughly.

Subin pulled away and slammed into you a few times, “This pussy is mines, say it.” He ordered, but you were too far gone to speak, he did it again, harshly pounding into you with no mercy, until you said it.

When you finally said it, he placed two fingers on your clit and rubbed it to the rhythm of each thrust. Until you creamed, your hips shot up and your legs shook, but Subin paid no mind as he continued, reaching his peak, he came. And as he did, his kissed you yet again roughly, covering up your whimpers and moans.

A little after Midnight……..

You lay there on your bed, still naked from earlier, Subin lay beside you, in the same condition, asleep, you assumed. You sat up and looked over at his sleeping form, wondering what had gotten into him. That was so unlike him, but you low key liked it.

Sighing, you climbed out of bed and grabbed your phone and left your apartment to get some air. You were sore down there, but you need the air to help clear your thoughts. You made it to a an empty bench and sat down, looking at the time on your phone, you decided to stay out for only thirty minutes and then head back in. The sound of footsteps coming towards you caused you to look up into none other than your ex’s face.

You sighed and rolled your eyes, so much for getting some air, you thought about to stand up. He stopped you holding out his hands, showing he meant no offense, “Y/N,” he started, “I’m sorry.” He apologized, taking you by surprise. He never apologized for anything. So this was very new to you.

Sighing yet again, you rolled your eyes, “I’m being serious,” he said, making you look up at him, he pointed to the empty spot beside you, “can I sit down, I promise I won’t try anything.”

You stared at him for a few seconds before nodding your head, your ex sat down at the other end of the bench before he started talking again, “I’m really sorry,” he began again, you picked up on how sincere he was by the time of his voice, “I shouldn’t have kissed you or touched you in that manner,” he took a deep breath before continuing, “I just couldn’t believe I lost you to someone else. I really do love you, I’m being shameless, but I have to be honest with you and myself,” at this point, neither of you saw Subin standing within listening distance.

He had woken up, wondering where you were, he came outside in hopes of finding you. He did, but before he made his presence known, he wanted to hear what you would say when he wasn’t around, he was beyond curious, despite the fact that he was deep down scared of how you’d reply.

“You were the best thing to happen to me,” your ex continued, “I fucked up bad. All because I wanted to look like a cool tough guy in front of you. I feel so stupid for treating you like I did, please forgive me,” he paused for a second before he continued, “I’m being self right now, but, please give me one more chance, I promise I’ll be different, I’ll treat you so much better.”

“Wow,” you started, “that’s real sweet,” Subins heart dropped a little at your first few words, “but, I can’t,” you said honestly, “I’m happy, I love Subin, he’s my world,” you sighed, swooning over him, “you messed up, that’s on you,” unknowingly Subin had started walking towards you, “But,” you continued, “I’m glad you saw your flaws, hopefully you fix them. I accept your apology and I hope you find happiness with some other girl who’d be happy to be with you, but it’s not me.”

Subin was now standing beside you, causing you to look up, you smiled unknowingly at him. Your eyes told your emotions, anybody could see that you were in love. Subin smiled back and reached his hand out to you and you grabbed it.

You went to stand up but faltered a little, Subin laughed a little and turned around “Come on,” he pointed to his back and you hoped on, like a happy child, “why didn’t you wake me?” He quizzed as he began walking, leaving your ex sitting there.

“Because,” you answered, laying your head on his back, “you were asleep, I just came out to get some air.”

“Ah, is that so,” he said with a smile of his own, “I was worried for nothing.”

“You worried, does that make any sense,” you playfully responded, “what is this world coming too to make you worry.”

He didn’t respond for a few seconds, he hoisted you up onto his back higher, you were sliding down, he laced his fingers together under your legs to make sure you wouldn’t fall, “Y/N,” he called your name sweetly, “I love you.”

You looked up grinning from ear to ear, “I love you too.” You responded. You could tell he was blushing, so you took that opportunity to blow your breathe on the back of his neck. He panicked and almost fell.

“Hey, be careful,” he scolded you, “what if I drop you.”

You giggled and did it again, this time placing a quick hiss on his cheek when he turned his head to scold you again. He put you down and turned towards you and you playfully ran off. You both ended up playing, despite your ex sitting there watching it all go down. He stood up and smiled accepting his loss but happy to see you smile so brightly. He left without a word.

#kpop boys #victon #victon seungwoo #victon sejun #victon subin #victon hanse #victon byungchan #victon seungsik #kpop smut #victon scenarios #victon reactions #lush #ot7 smut #ot7 #ot7 x you

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atztons · 2 years

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victon masterlist.

f = fluff, s = smut, a = angst, ss = suggestive

HAN SEUNGWOO

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KANG SEUNGSIK

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HEO CHAN

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LIM SEJUN

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DO HANSE

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CHOI BYUNGCHAN

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JUNG SUBIN

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OT7

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#victon fluff #victon smut #victon angst #victon scenarios #victon imagines #victon x reader #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop smut #kpop angst

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND VICTON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kang Seungsik

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He’s not always watching you, but when you’re nearby, Seungsik will just do enough to check on you. Little glances, or whispers into your ear as he passes you by to see how you are, are typical of Seungsik.

B ⇴ BICKER

Usually, the two of you will bicker when you’re trying to prove a point to one another and debate. You both have a habit of thinking that you’re right and that the other one is wrong, and bickering is how you try to explain yourselves, even if you listen to yourselves more than you actually listen to one another.

C ⇴ COMFORT

There’s often a moment of panic in Seungsik when he can tell that you need comforting as he tries to figure out what the right thing to do is. Once he’s composed himself and tried to figure out how you need to be comforted by him, he’ll step up and make sure that you know that he’s right by your side firstly.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

At times Seungsik was guilty of being a little bit stubborn, and you could be too, with your reluctance to change sometimes creating a bit of conflict between the two of you. You both were a bit set in your ways at times, and sometimes a disagreement was what you needed to realise that one of you needed to give in and maybe be willing to change a little bit something in order to make whatever it was work again.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

With time the two of you bonded, but the start of your friendship wasn’t entirely plain sailing. It took a little while for you to learn enough about each other to feel settled with each other as at the start you both didn’t want to give too much away. However, as the trust built up and more was learnt about one another, things definitely got much easier for you both as you opened up to one another much more.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Seungsik’s family were almost like a family to you, they treated you kindly and always looked after you. You felt lucky to know that you had Seungsik’s family there if you needed them, and knew that if you asked them for help or mentioned that you were struggling that they’d be there. Seungsik too was beyond relieved that you all got along with one another, as it made your friendship a whole lot easier as well.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Usually, you tried to be quite private with your friendship as Seungsik especially didn’t want to cause you any harm. Seungsik wouldn’t say no if you wanted to go out and do something with him, but at the same time he would maybe just suggest that it would be a lot safer for you to stay inside with him instead.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of zoning out of conversation quite a lot of the time and drifting off into your own little world. If the conversation wasn’t what you wanted to engage with, you would both start your own conversation and soon find yourselves forgetting about where you are and who you’re with too.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Not many people expected the two of you to have inside jokes, but in reality, you had plenty. You both were your most comfortable when you were with one another and so even if you weren’t quite as loud or funny around other people, just as the two of you, you had plenty of laughs and moments to remember.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He knew that you would never try to make him jealous, but Seungsik wasn’t quite so trusting of your actual friends. He got along with most of them, but there were definitely a couple that maybe didn’t quite feel so right for Seungsik. He didn’t let you know that there were any of your friends that he wasn’t so sure of, instead Seungsik just watched them and made sure that they didn’t let him get too jealous.

K ⇴ KICKS

Seungsik got a kick out of being able to tease the other members with you by his side rather than them teasing him. You were the catalyst that he needed to give them a taste of their own medicine as you had the right thing to say to annoy the other boys that was what Seungsik often lacked when he tried to tease them.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how reliable you were as that was something that Seungsik always tried to be for you too. He never was let down by you, he was never left hanging by you, and he was never left to stand as if he was all by himself either. If there was one person that Seungsik knew he could turn to more than he could anyone else, it was you, Seungsik always had your support and always had your number to call too.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met because your parents were friends and ended up introducing the two of you to one another. You were apprehensive at first because you didn’t want to not get along with Seungsik with your parents being friends, but luckily for you the two of you got on better than anyone expected you to.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Most of the time it was tricky for Seungsik to really be able to express himself, but you were definitely one of only a few people that Seungsik eventually felt ready to be able to drop his guard around.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Seungsik was obsessed with your heart and how thoughtful you were towards him. He felt lucky to be able to be your best friend and be the person that you took the best care of and helped out the most too.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Making memories is a big deal for Seungsik, whether it’s something huge or something small, those moments are the ones that stand out to Seungsik. Holidays are Seungsik’s favourite moments, but also things like going to your favourite coffee store is equally a moment that he never takes for granted.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Whenever he can tell that you’re getting irritated, Seungsik will offer to help. He’s practical and good at helping you solve anything that doesn’t quite make sense to you, or just assisting you when things do make sense too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Saving photos of the two of you is an important hobby for Seungsik, with a large scrapbook under his bed. Every time the two of you went on a big trip or celebrated an occasion Seungsik would make sure to take a photo and spend the following day decorating the next page in his scrapbook to remember things.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

As much as he loves when you support him, Seungisk puts a lot more effort into supporting you and helping you out. He was constantly checking up on the things that you were doing so that he could try and pencil the dates into his diary to ensure that he had the time off to be able to be there for you.

T ⇴ TRIPS

He loved to bring you along on tour and show you more of what he does. At every show he’ll make sure that you’re backstage so that Seungsik can show you the ropes and introduce you to all the finer details.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

It was something that he didn’t tell you often, but Seungsik really was thankful to be able to call you his best friend.

V ⇴ VISITS

Whenever you show up unexpectedly, it throws Seungsik. You know how meticulous he can be and so usually you’ll visit to mostly wind him up and throw whatever plans he has made out of the window.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Although the right thing doesn’t always come from Seungsik, he always tries to be as helpful as possible for you.

X ⇴ XXXX

It usually is pretty rare for Seungsik to be affectionate around you, it’s something that usually makes him shy at the best of times, but even when you’re alone he struggles to use affection to express himself to you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his rock, Seungsik relied on you more than you even realised.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time you’ll go to your place and Seungsik will go back to his at night, mainly because you know that a good night of sleep is pretty impossible for you when you stay with Seungsik and his loud snoring.

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synthetickitsune · 1 year

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Hi~can i maybe request 16 and 28 (fluff) for victon seungsik please? If you don't feel comfortable writing for him (i could understand) for seventeen dk? Thank you have a nice day <3

Hey~ I tried, I hope this is okay! Thanks for requesting ♡

Seungsik (Victon) | Sharing secrets & "Forever is a long time, are you sure you can handle it?" fluff | 0.7k

“Thank you,” you smile at him as you take the bag from his hands and put it on the table, “You really didn’t have to.”

He shakes his head and hugs you from behind as you begin taking out the containers with food and set them around the table between your plates and glasses. You can feel his hands twitch, wanting to help even if there wasn’t enough space to allow both of you to be useful.

“I wanted to,” Seungsik says, “And it brought back memories.” As if remembering something even now, he sighs and leans further against you. Endearing as it is, you have to support yourself to prevent both of you falling face first into your dinner.

“Babe, could you maybe sit down?” you chuckle, “Or get the drinks from the fridge if you want to help.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice, planting a quick peck to your cheek before disappearing into the kitchen. You sigh and quickly finish setting up the table, just in time for him to return and pour your drinks.

“You were saying something about memories?” you ask as you sit down, and he perks up at the question before shaking his head with a shy smile.

“I have a reputation to uphold,” he grins when he meets your questioning gaze again, “And we all promised to never tell anyone.”

“If you think I’m going to stop prying now, you’re wrong,” you warn him, “You know I live for all your embarrassing stories and juicy gossip.”

“It’s nothing like that,” he assures you as he finally takes a bite of the warm food, “It’s not even a big deal.”

“Then tell me?” you plead, holding out your hand for him on the table. It’s barely a second before he takes it. “I bet it’s been years and you know I always keep your secrets.”

Seungsik nods, squeezing your hand gently before sighing.

“It just reminded me of when we used to sneak out as trainees to eat some snacks with the members. I don’t think it’d be so bad if we got caught, but we used to act like they would skin us alive if they knew,” he shrugs, but watches your reaction anyway.

“I don’t know, sounds like a big deal to me,” you tease, “But I think everyone’s done that, right? All the groups talk about it on the shows.”

“Maybe, but it’s a nice memory,” he smiles fondly, and you know he means it, well aware of how much his members mean to him.

“And just so you know, I’m not going anywhere,” you announce, smirking a little at his confused expression, “Even though your idol image is ruined for me now.”

You let your fingers slip between his, reassuring him it’s a joke. He laughs, thumb stroking over your knuckles.

“Hm, how long are you planning to stay?” he’s playful, but you know you should be careful. It’s easy to hurt him, and you don’t want that.

“Forever?” you muse aloud, “Or as long as you’ll have me.”

“Forever is a long time, are you sure you can handle it?” he asks softly, still stroking your skin. Instead of answering, you get up in your seat and lean across the table.

He catches up quickly, and soon his lips meet yours, melting under you. You squeeze his hand, leaving no doubt about what your answer is. He can’t get enough, and you let him kiss you all he wants until you need to part for air. His eyes are so full of love you can’t bring yourself to pull away. Not without one more peck to his lips.

“We should eat, the food is getting cold,” you chuckle when he keeps staring at you. It makes your cheeks heat up. Perhaps you’ll never get used to the way he looks at you. “You can tell me more secret stories.”

“You’ll make fun of me again,” he hums, “I wouldn’t want to damage my idol image further.”

“I already promised you forever, didn’t I?” you smile, and you know you have him. His quiet murmur of you not playing fair is a cute confirmation though.

#victon #seungsik #victon reactions #victon scenarios #victon imagines #victon x reader #drabble #fluff #requested

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seungs1ks · 2 years

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can I request seungsik fluff where, after talking with his members, he proposes to you? Thanks!!

hi, thank you so much for requesting! i hope you like it :)

forever. (k.s.s.)

{fluff}

pairing: kang seungsik x gn!reader

warnings: none, just lots of victon banter

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“Close the door!” Seungsik hissed at Hanse through gritted teeth. The younger member quickly did so and joined his friends, who were gathered in the middle of the living room. Seungsik was on the couch, looking visibly stressed out. Next to him were Subin, Seungwoo and Byungchan. Sejun and Chan were sitting on the floor.

Hanse pulled up a chair and joined the huddle. “What’s going on? Why does Seungsik look like he’s about to shit himself?”

Subin burst out laughing, and Seungsik ignored him. “I have something to tell you guys,” he began. “It’s been killing me and I’m so nervous and so emotional about it, it’s been driving me crazy for weeks and I feel like I’m going to explode.”

Everyone leaned in closer with near-perfect synchronization. Of course, a few of the members couldn’t wait to venture their guesses.

“You’re not leaving Victon, are you?” Subin pouted.

“Was it you who spilled coffee all over my bag last month and you’re finally confessing?” Seungwoo questioned.

“Are you--” Chan cut himself off with a loud gasp, punctuated by everyone else’s exclamations of pure shock, when Seungsik took out what looked very much like an engagement ring box from his pocket.

Everyone just stared at it for what seemed like minutes.

Seungsik groaned. “Say something, idiots! I’m already so stressed.”

“Whoa…hyung…” Byungchan whispered, mouth hanging open. “You’re gonna propose?”

The older member nodded. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while and it feels right. I want to spend forever with (y/n).”

“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!” Sejun squealed, getting up from the floor and practically pouncing onto Seungsik, wrestling him with the roughest embrace. “This is so amazing I am so happy this is so great can I be your best man,” he prattled on, making Seungsik huff out a laugh and finally easing his tension a little bit. The other members cheered and joined in on the pile, burying Seungsik with love and congratulations.

When the hug ended, everyone went back to sitting in their original spots. Seungwoo tenderly fussed over Seungsik’s hair,which had been messed up in the commotion.

“What are you so nervous about, hyung?” Hanse asked.

Seungsik sighed. “Everything? I don’t know. I just want this to go right. I’m so scared I’ll mess something up, or something will go wrong… I don’t know, this is just the biggest, most important thing in my life -- after debuting, of course -- and I just want it to be perfect.”

Byungchan squeezed Seungsik’s leg to comfort him. “Don’t worry about it so much. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“(Y/n) could say no,” Chan observed. Everyone groaned. Seungsik fell back onto the couch.

“Heo Chan! Seriously?” Seungwoo scolded. Chan covered his mouth in embarrassed laughter, and Sejun couldn’t help but laugh too, slapping his hyung’s shoulder a few times.

“Okay, let’s completely ignore that,” Hanse rolled his eyes. “They’re not gonna say no, let’s just get that out of the way. How are you gonna do it? When?”

“I was planning to do it where we first met. At that one bench in the park, by the river. Well, first I was going to sing their favorite song. Is that too cheesy?”

“No.”

“Nah.”

“Nope.”

“A little.”

“Lim Sejun!” Seungwoo glared.

Seungsik was too nervous to even acknowledge that comment. “But yeah, I was going to do it tonight, actually. It’s the fourth anniversary of us meeting at that bench.”

Subin squealed. “Hyuuunnnggg that’s so cute and thoughtful! It’s gonna go great. It’ll be perfect. Is there anything we can do to help?”

The older member chuckled. “Don’t show up, I guess?”

Everyone laughed. “Fair,” Hanse smiled. “We promise we’ll stay far away.”

“Yeah, unless Chan is overcome by a sudden urge to dance by the river,” Sejun smirked, earning howls of laughter and a sulking Chan.

Seungsik sighed when the noise had died down. “So you guys don’t think I’m crazy for doing this, right? Should I do it? What if they freak out?”

“You worry too much, hyung,” said Byungchan.

“You should totally do it. We all know how much you love (y/n) and you two are perfect for each other,” added Sejun. “I know you think through everything a lot before you do it. So trust that this is the right decision, hyung.”

The others nodded in agreement. Seungsik took a deep breath and tucked the ring back into his jacket pocket.

***********

You smiled as you felt Seungsik squeeze your hand tighter, and responded by nuzzling your head against his shoulder as the two of you walked by the river. He’d taken you out for a really nice dinner at a cute place, and now you two were on a romantic walk. It was so beautiful with the lights, and the tranquil atmosphere, coupled with Seungsik’s fingers laced with yours, filled you with a sense of calm and happiness you only felt when next to him.

Suddenly, Seungsik stopped walking. You looked up at him and tilted your head. He giggled. “You’re so cute. Wondering why I stopped?” You nodded your head yes. “Does this place look familiar?”

Curious, you looked around and noticed the bench -- your bench -- and gasped. “Oh, babe, it’s our meeting anniversary, isn’t it?” You pouted. “I’ve been so busy with work, I completely forgot, I’m sorry--”

Your boyfriend laughed and shut you up with a soft peck to the lips. “Please don’t apologize. You don’t have to remember every little thing; it’s been so long.”

“But you do.”

“Well, I have a really good memory.”

“Is that what this romantic dinner and night walk was for?”

“Yes…but you know none of that is enough to show you my love, or how special you are to me.”

“Silly, I don’t need much. Being yours is more than enough for me.”

Seungsik beamed at you, and his eyes sparkled under the street light. He looked so effortlessly handsome, so content, and you felt your heart swell. He took your hand in his and led you towards the bench. “Sit with me?”

It seemed silly to even entertain that question, but you said yes nonetheless. Both of you sat on your bench, and sat there for a little while in comfortable silence, enjoying the light breeze that grazed past your forms. You leaned your head against his chest, and he enveloped one long arm around you. You noticed that his heart was beating at an unusually fast pace.

“You okay, babe?”

“Hm?” Seungsik mumbled.

“You worried about something?”

He exhaled, and you heard his shaky breath. Concerned, you sat up and were about to ask him what was wrong, but he held up a finger to you. He was looking deep into your eyes, and his own held something all at once genuine and loving, but there was something else there -- nerves, uncertainty, maybe? You weren’t sure.

“Love,” Seungsik said. “You’re everything to me. Actually, ‘everything’ doesn’t even cut it. You have been the biggest blessing in my life, and I’m so lucky to have you. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but the past four years have felt like a dream to me. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else but you. I know in my heart that you’re my person, and I’d be beyond honored if you happen to feel that way about me too.”

Where is all this coming from? You just stared at him, trying to ignore the tears that were threatening to spring into your eyes. “Seungsik, wha--”

“I love you so much. I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anything, or anyone,” he continued, and when he got up off the bench to get down on one knee, you almost screamed, but your hands flew to your mouth. Now the tears began to flow like a waterfall.

Your boyfriend started to cry too, which made things only worse for you as your shoulders started to shake from sobbing. “I love you,” he barely managed to blurt out, his lip quivering, eyes brimming with tears. Seungsik took a small velvet box from out of his pocket and opened it to reveal a stunning diamond ring. You audibly yelped, which made Seungsik giggle through his tears. “Will you marry me?” He breathed, looking up at you with a loving gaze like you’d never seen before.

“Yes,” you somehow were able to croak out, muffled by your hands. “Yes, yes, Seungsik, I’ll marry you, oh my god,” you cried, removing your hands from your mouth and wrapping your arms around him. You felt him melt into your arms, and he stood up, helping you up at the same time. Both of you stayed like that for a while, arms wrapped around each other, crying softly.

Seungsik pulled away from you and he was grinning, his cheeks stained with tears, his eyes puffy, still looking so handsome. With a shaky hand, he slipped the ring onto your finger.

“Ah, babe, I was hoping I wouldn’t cry,” he laughed, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. “Sorry I couldn’t keep it together.”

“Don’t you dare apologize when you just proposed to me, Kang Seungsik,” you blubbered, trying to dry your eyes with the back of your sleeves. The way you said it made him chuckle.

“Kiss me,” he mumbled, and you gladly obliged, and you placed your lips on his, mouths melting together perfectly -- it was such a passionate and loving kiss you swore you were getting dizzy.

“I couldn’t have asked for a better proposal, love. Or a better soon-to-be husband. You’re my forever, and I always knew it,” you smiled at him.

“I was gonna sing to you, but I was so nervous I don’t think a tune would’ve come out,” Seungsik admitted.

“Aw, baby,” you cooed. “Maybe at home you can treat me to that private performance.”

“I think we might be doing other things later,” he winked at you.

Suddenly, you heard whooping and cheering behind you. You and Seungsik whipped your heads around to see the members literally appearing from behind a tree, running towards you, making way too much noise as usual.

“Oh god,” Seungsik threw his head back and laughed. You couldn’t stop laughing either. Seungwoo was the first to reach Seungsik, and he gave him the biggest hug. Byungchan, Sejun and Subin joined in, and Seungsik had the biggest smile on his face as he cried out for help.

Someone tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned to see Chan, with open arms. “Congrats,” he beamed at you. You thanked him and gave him a hug.

Hanse, entering the scene fashionably late, ran over to give you a hug as well. He shook his head as he looked at his friends burying Seungsik in a suffocating embrace. “We promised him that we’d stay away, but…you know us.”

You chuckled. “Don’t worry. I know he’s secretly happy that you guys were here to see this.”

“Why were you so late?” Chan questioned the rapper.

“There was a stray cat in the parking lot.”

“You’re so disappointingly predictable.”

You let them bicker, and Seungsik bounded over to you. You smiled, noticing his eyes were still a little puffy. Of course, he read your mind. “My eyes still puffy?” He grinned, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand. You nodded.

“Well, so are yours,” he smirked before grabbing you by the face and kissing you deeply.

“I can’t believe you’re my fiance,” you breathed, admiring the ring on your finger. “And this ring… it’s perfect, babe.”

“I remember your eyes lingering on it once when we went shopping in the city.”

Your jaw dropped. “What was that, like, a year ago, Seungsik?”

“Yeah…I have a good memory.”

He kissed you again. It was like he couldn’t stop. Not that you minded. You and him had forever.

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