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sourbinnie · 10 months
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☆ verde menta.mp3 ☆
♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> smut + some fluff ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> hyunjin x afab!reader (no she/her pronouns mentioned though) ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> cozy mornings bring a different side of your boyfriend. ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> explicit sexual content (minors dni!) + choking + praising + size kink + dirty talk + oral (female receving) + unprotected sex (do not do this) ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!
a/n: i am so bad at writing smut omg but i hope this one's okay lmao, thank you to whoever requested it<3 and if this makes you cringe, i'm sorry goodnight.
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it was one of those days where you really wanted to stay in and enjoy your boyfriend's company. it was his day off so no worries about getting up later than expected but you knew you were in for a treat when he woke up and got closer to you, his raspy voice in your ear.
"fuck baby, had a really good dream about you." he whispered as he pressed kisses on your side. traveling with his lips from your cheek to your neck and leaving marks here and there. he pressed himself against you and you could feel it right then and there, making you moan just by his touch. "care to let me show you darling?"
you couldn't even say anything as he continued to squeeze your waist with his hands and the kisses would continue to travel down. all you could do was nod and let him do his own thing slowly (maybe too slow for your liking). you giggled when you felt him press a kiss to a sensitive spot in your neck and that made him smile as well. the way you were under him drove him insane but also filled his heart with tenderness.
"you look so small sweetheart." he cooed as his hands traveled to your neck, grabbing you with one and pressing slightly. it caused a choked out moan to come out of you but feeling him wrap his hand like that was so fucking hot, you weren't even bothered. 
he met your eyes and realized he didn't kiss you yet. closing them as you did as well and met him on a really passionate kiss, it didn't matter how much you two had kissed before, nothing compared to when you were all alone and in your bedroom. there was something so surreal and so intimate about it that thrilled both of you and led you to want more most of the time (like right now).
your lack of breath made you separate but then you could feel his hands again on you, discarding your clothes. leaving you exposed to him in such a vulnerable way but you were used to it, hyunjin didn't even bother taking off his clothes most of the time yet loved seeing you naked under him. there was just something that turned him on about it and he couldn't help but admire every part of your body, every curve, every smile you gave him, everything.
"open up your mouth baby." he said and you obeyed as he slowly entered his fingers in your mouth. you slowly sucked on them, taking your time even if hyunjin was being a little impatient as he removed them immediately when they were wet enough. "you always want to tease baby, don't you want me to fuck you senseless?"
you nodded rapidly as you felt his hand go all the way to where your core laid. so much for not teasing as he let the fingertips brush against you to suddenly enter them and move them at a slow pace. your breathing got steadier but your moans got louder as he kept the slow pace to switch to a faster one, trying to get the first orgasm out of you. as if it wasn't enough he lowered himself to your leg level to taste you with his tongue as he didn't stop moving his fingers. it was the sudden movement and the heat of the movement that brought the first one out of you as he swallowed it all up like it was liquor.
"god baby you always taste so good." he mumbled and touched you softly, grabbing your thighs as he spread your legs apart and smiled at you. you were still in the highest high, the euphoria he made you feel was out of this world. the tight feeling your chest grew as he positioned himself in front of you and you giggled again when you felt his breath so close to your skin. "you're adorable, i'm so in love with you."
again without time to respond, he pushed himself in and gave you time to get used to stretch. painful but it felt so fucking good in every way, you could feel him all the way inside you as he did it one push but you waited and then tapped on his arm and nodded to let him know he could move. he might have been faster with his fingers but he wanted to take it slow, take his time, feeling every bit of you as he grabbed your hand. he might have been slow but he was being harsh with every thrust as he nailed them every time and angled them in a way that made you moan so loudly that the neighbors would probably hear.
"what is it baby? can't talk?" he said as he looked at you smiling and then as he picked a faster rhythm, your moans got higher pitched and your nails ended up on his back. "g-god i fucking love it when you do that."
"j-jinnie please let me cum again!" you begged as you felt how it was heating up again and how it got harder to hold it in. 
"come on baby, do it for me." he whispered as he got closer to you and didn't stop his thrusts, they only got faster and messier as he came himself inside of you. you let yourself go as you came at the same time as he did but still could feel how much was inside of you, almost like you didn't want to let any of the drops go to waste.
he laid beside you as he separated himself and dropped his head on your shoulder as his heavy breathing became steadier. you smiled looking at him and placed a kiss on his lips which he responded to, placing his hand on your cheek as he made out with you again. you separated by biting his lip slowly and that only caused him to look at you with a sharp stare.
"you're gonna drive me crazy if you keep this up." he said and i just smiled as i met him for another kiss and placed myself on top of him, burying my hands on his hair.
we had all day anyways right?
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shu-porang-porang · 3 months
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Who's Needy Now?
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♡Just a quick Minho drabble.♡ (Read the sequel here)
Pairs: Lee Minho (Lee Know) / fem!reader
Rating: Explicit
Theme: Suggestive, 18+ NO MINORS.
Warnings: sexual content (honestly I don't know!!)
Word count: 0.6 k
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“Hey, what are you doing?” he says mindlessly as he’s scrolling down his phone and your head that was resting on his thigh turns the other side to plant a kiss on his belly over the fabric of his shirt.
“Kissing my boyfriend?”
“You’re tickling me, stop”
You mock him and keep kissing him. He huffs out an annoyed breath but doesn’t move neither stop you. To annoy him even more, you pull up the hem of his shirt so you can directly kiss his skin. He keeps ignoring you, he probably likes it but he can’t admit it now that he complained. You pull his waistband down a little to tease a more sensitive area with wet kisses. He shifts a bit in his seat, but is still ignoring you. You won’t stop without breaking him first. You move up a little, so now you’re face to face with his crotch, he steals a glance at you to try and read your intentions but he quickly averts his gaze back to the phone screen when you catch him looking down.
Oh the game is on! With an impish smirk on your lips, you kiss his bulge ever so gently your lips hardly even touch the fabric of his pants. You see his nostrils flare. You give him another kiss, this time with your mouth lingering on his clothed member. Then you take a whiff and let out a sigh. He might be ignoring you but his body could never. Another kiss and you feel his member hardening. You stick your tongue out and lick it over the fabrics and it twitches against your flattened tongue. How cute!
He's probably thinking you’ll give him a good time anyways even if he acts indifferent, he knows your appetite for him. It’s not like he isn’t interested, he just likes to put up a little fight so he has an excuse to later punish you the way you like it. So you decide to give him a good excuse this time. You tug on his waistband and he helps you pull his pants and boxers down to his midthighs.
“You’re such a needy cock slut, you just have to have it, huh?”
You don’t say anything, just look at him through your lashes and give him a smile. You don’t need words to make him regret his behavior. You kiss his thighs and every other patch of exposed skin but his aching cock. Now it’s your turn to ignore him. He’s fully hard now and precum starts to bead at the tip. You give it a lick and his head falls back. As much as you want to devour him, you need to teach him a lesson.
“What time is it?” you ask abruptly.
“Cock sucking time!”
“No, seriously.”
He groans and flips his phone to tell you the time.
“Oh shoot! I’m supposed to meet my friend for coffee in half an hour!”
You get up and walk to the bedroom to change. He’s confused and thinks you’re joking but when minutes later you emerge from the bedroom with an outdoor outfit he realizes what’s happening.
“Are you seriously gonna leave me like this?” he says in disbelief, he seems really upset!
“Sorry baby, now you can get back to your phone without my intrusion.” You wink and leave out the door. You know when you’re back you’ll have a beast to tame and nothing will do it but your sweet sweet pussy.
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nonranghaes · 11 months
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mentions: food + chris is implied to be slightly older than reader + mentions of reader having chubby cheeks.
sometimes your boyfriend simply chooses to be your biggest tormentor. exhibit a: he’s been teasing you about the (’cute’ in his words) way you eat strawberries for the past several minutes.
“i’m just saying!” he says with a laugh, watching you from the couch. “you’re just so cute about it!”
you still don’t get it, and he hasn’t elaborated in the slightest. you think it might be in the same way he finds his other friends closer to your age cute when they so much as breathe sometimes--like felix. then again, you’ve seen the way felix acts sometimes, and it is, indeed, cute. but all you’re doing is eating some strawberries you cut the tops off of, and you aren’t doing it any cuter than how a person normally eats strawberries. you’re literally just eating them. simple as that.
you pick up the bowl and move over to sit with him instead. “just try to explain.”
and he manages to quell his giggles as he hugs the pillow he’s been holding tighter against his chest. “okay,” he says. “you love strawberries.”
this is a fact. most people know it about you, but you’d say they’re probably your favorite fruit--or among the top of your list if nothing else.
“so you get this really cute look on your face when you eat a really good strawberry,” he says. “also... these,” he reach out, pinching one of your cheeks, and he chuckles again when you grimace. “automatically make you cute. it’s like when jisung eats and his cheeks puff out.”
you swat at his hand, “so you’re saying i look like a squirrel.”
“no!” he laughs, “i’m saying all of it just makes you... cuter.” he paws through the air until he catches your hand in his. “it’s like when you say i’m cute.”
“because you are!”
“i don’t get it--you say it when i’m not even doing anything!”
“because you’re cute!”
he giggles, pulling the bowl of strawberries aside as he ditches the pillow in favor for you. “then i guess,” he places the quickest peck against your lips, eyes crinkling as he smiles hard, “we just have to agree that we’re both cute.” 
even if you don’t get it... you think you can agree to that one.
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coqiito · 1 month
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slutforleeminho · 10 months
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touch me • hwang hyunjin
a little something since i haven’t been active
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“please..” the plea was airy and could barely be heard, no louder than a whisper. “touch me.”
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hyunjin had come home from work wearing his usual work attire, well fitted dress pants and a white button up shirt. his hair was fixed nicely before he left this morning but now it was loosely hanging from his scalp with a few flyaway hairs poking out.
nothing was really out of the ordinary except for his watch. you always knew you had in unhealthy obsession with hyunjins hands but something about that watch made you have one too many unholy thoughts. it just made him look so professional and put together. in other words you wanted to drag him to the bedroom and have him fing-
“what’s wrong, doll? you seem quiet, what’s on your mind?” he was opening the fridge to grab the unfinished bottle of wine from the night before. you couldn’t take your eyes off of the way his fingers wrapped around the glass he was pouring the red liquid into.
“oh uh nothing really. is that a new watch? i’ve never seen it before.” you tried to sound as nonchalant as you possibly could.
“oh this?” he held up his wrist to give you a better view. “my boss gifted it to me last week after a very long meeting. he said i “deserved it after having to sit through this hell” as if i don’t get paid to do that. anyways, why? does it look bad? damn i knew it didn’t suit me.” he flipped his hand over to unbuckle it and take it off.
“no!” you reached your hand out to stop him but quickly became self aware and stopped before touching him. he looked at you in confusion as he halted his actions. you cleared your throat and tried to come up with some kind of excuse for your outburst. “i mean.. no it looks good, you should wear it more often.”
he stayed silent for a moment, taking in your response and observing your body language. he tilted his head slightly to the right, looking you up and down while taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. before you could muster up something to say he circled around the kitchen island and walked straight up to you. when he was too close for comfort you took a step back, only to have your lower back press against the counter. he filled in the last couple feet in distance, leaning in and placing both his hand on either side of you on the counter. his face kept inching closer and closer to yours, you thought he was leaning in to kiss you until he swerved his head to the left, right next to your ear. “tell me what’s really on your mind, love.”
a shiver ran down your spine at his deep and raspy voice. hyunjin knew you had a thing for his hands but that didn’t make it any easier voicing your wants to him, but tonight was different, desire was bubbling in the pit of your stomach and the stickiness forming in your underwear couldn’t go unnoticed. “i- just- you know i-”
“baby,” he cut you off, his big palms cupped your cheeks. “it’s just me, you can tell me anything.” it was a sweet reassurance but there was a hint of teasing in his voice, leading you to assume he already knows what you want.
“you know what i want, hyun.”
“i do,” the warmth of his hands fell from your face but settled around you neck, not applying any pressure, just resting there. “but i want to hear you say it.” his gaze on you was hot and burning holes into you, he was awaiting your response and would not continue until you used your words.
“i want your fingers inside of me.” you didn’t feel embarrassed by your words cause you knew it was exactly what he wanted to hear.
“now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” not wasting anymore time he immediately slipped his hand into your shorts, rubbing circles on your clothed clit. you gasped at the sudden feeling and gripped onto hyunjins biceps to steady yourself. he applied more pressure until your wetness was seeping through the thin material, making a mess out of you. he moved the crotch of your underwear to the side and brushed the tips of his fingers through your folds, collecting your essence to bring it to your clit and form little figure eights on it.
his ministrations already had your head spinning and breathing heavy, chest heaving in attempt to inhale as much oxygen as possible. as good as everything he was giving you felt, you still felt empty and wanted more. “please..” you had to pause to catch your breath and collect yourself before speaking again, although he wasn’t making it easy by brushing his lips against your neck and then sucking harshly on your sensitive skin. a moan slipped past your lips and just like that you couldn’t remember what it was that you wanted. but he did.
his middle finger circled your entrance a couple of times before slowly pushing in to fill you. your walls clenched around him and your head fell onto his shoulder as a stream of curse words and moans escaped from you. he pumped it in and out of you at just the right pace and entered a second one once you adjusted. he was hitting all your good spots and curling them at just the right times making you weak in the knees. his left hand was placed right above the curve of your ass, guiding you to fuck yourself on his fingers.
“does that feel good, baby?” your weak nod was the only response. “ i bet it does, i can feel that you’re close. why don’t you just come all over my hand hmm? make a mess everywhere, doll. i want you to.” every muscle in your body tensed up as your orgasm hit you hard, the hot white pleasure making you shake in his arms. you could feel the consequences of your orgasm start to run down your inner thighs and you just knew you had ruined the watch that had made you this needy in the first place. once your muscles relaxed and hyunjin pulled his fingers out of you, both of your legs gave out. he held you up by his arm that was already wrapped around you and pulled you flush against his chest. out of the corner of your eye you saw him bring the fingers that were just stuffed inside of you to his mouth, taking each one in between his lips and licking them clean, and just as you suspected.. the watch was covered in your release. afterwards bringing that arm around you, pulling you closer to him.
“all better, love?” he kissed the crown of your head.
“all better.”
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hrrys6 · 1 month
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enzos-shit · 4 months
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needed cuddles
fluff
chan wants to work on his laptop, but someone always occupies the space in his lap.
word count: 542 (sorry its kinda short😭😭)
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It had been a long day of dance practice and dealing with the seven other members of Stray Kids for Chan, and all he had wanted to do since he finished practicing was to cuddle you until he had to go help get dinner set up for the guys. Unfortunately, he remembered that Changbin had asked him to keep working on the lyrics for the song they were working on for their next comeback.
He enters your apartment, practically dragging his feet into the living room as he places his bag on the floor, plops down on the couch, and throws his head back in exhaustion.
You hear the commotion Chan causes and run into the living room excitedly, hands hidden by Chan's oversized sweatshirt you had on.
Once you see Chan looking all sulky, your eyes flitting over the tired man in front of you, you lay down on the couch next to him, laying your head atop his thighs.
He lifts his head back up to look at you and you see his gaze soften as it falls on you. He smiles softly down at you, reaching his hand down to stroke your hair.
No words are exchanged, but you see the tired look in his eyes, frowning as you gaze up at him. You sit up and straddle his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hug him tightly. He smiles and wraps his arms around you as well; hands playing gently with the ends of your hair.
"Thank you, darling," he mumbles into your shoulder, contentedly humming softly. You just hum into his shoulder, fingers moving to mess with the hair at the nape of his neck.
You both just sit there in each other's embrace for a while, relishing in the comforting silence and warmth of the other.
You lift your head up when Chan mumbles your name, looking at him. He smiles at you, flashing his loved dimples, peppering your face with kisses. One on your forehead, then your nose, then one on each of your cheeks before finally placing a peck on your lips.
You smile at him as he pulls back, ears red. "I love you so so much, darling," he says to you, smiling as he pulls you back in for another kiss.
All of a sudden, Chan's phone rings. You both turn to the sound and Chan sighs as he picks up the phone, answering the call. He almost immediately pulls the phone away from his ear, a frantic I.N screaming being heard even when away from the phone.
He places the phone back to his ear when I.N seems to no longer be yelling, asking him what's happening. He hums at what I.N is saying, nodding occasionally as he sighs, telling him he'll be right home before hanging up.
"Han and Hyunjin managed to start a fight with both Seungmin and Lee Know and now the four are wreaking havoc in the dorm," he explains, looking at you. "And apparently I am the only human being who can resolve this," he sighs, pouting as you get up off his lap. "Sorry darling, I'll make it up to you, I promise." he says, grabbing his backpack and pecking your forehead as he walks out of your apartment.
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reverbtunes · 1 year
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precious - l.felix
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➤ summary : what makes felix feel the most precious? you.
➤ pairing : lee felix x gn!reader
➤ genre : really really really painful fluff
➤ warnings : none!!
➤ word count : 355
➤ requested !
➤ a/n : anddddd we’re back!!!! i’m so sorry this is short but take this as me warming up and writing again <3 still working on the pending requests and the smau saur stay tuned sdkjnk have an amazing day and i hope you enjoy!!! lowercase intended !
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“oh, sweetheart,” felix said gently as he wrapped his arms around your shaking figure. 
you’d been having a hard time with anxious thoughts and deadlines and just life in general. you thought you could handle it on your own and chose not to tell felix about any of this. obviously, lee felix did not need you to tell him anything for him to realize that something was up.
“what is wrong with me?” you ask, your voice breaking about a million times.
your boyfriend rocked you back and forth, holding you securely and whispering, “absolutely nothing. needing help doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you.”
the two of you stayed in silence for a while after, felix’s words replaying in your head like a mantra, bringing you the comfort you’d been looking for all these days.
you sniffled as you calmed down and questioned, “how are you so precious?”
he giggled and took your hands in his own warm ones.
“you made me precious.”
with your wide, slightly watery eyes staring back at him, your lips twitching with the smallest smile, and your forehead coming forward to meet his, lee felix felt like the most precious person in the world.
with your gentle gaze in the mornings, your head still half buried in your pillow, and your legs thrown on top of his as you greeted him good morning, lee felix felt like the most precious person in the world.
with your contagious laugh at something stupid he said, your hand coming up to playfully hit him on the shoulder and then dragging him into a hug full of warmth and adoration, lee felix felt like the most precious person in the world.
with your hand reaching towards him in car, your special “felix and y/n” playlist in the background, and your ring shining underneath the streetlights, lee felix felt like the most precious person in the world.
with you and your eyes, with you and your smile, with you and your laugh, with you and your tears, with you and purely, unfiltered you, lee felix felt like the most precious person in the world.
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chanshoesunite · 2 years
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IMAGINE: Chan goes down on you for the first time
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IMAGINE Chan kissing down the curve of your stomach towards the hem of your panties. You’ve been heavily making out for a while, and he’s taken his sweet, sweet time playing with your nipples, and there’s an entire sea of pleasure between your legs already.
However, you stiffen as you feel him kissing the skin close to your underwear. You don’t have any experience with oral, but Chan and you haven’t been together long and you haven’t gotten around to talking about that yet. Still, he reads your body language perfectly, halting in his nuzzling and raising his head to look up at you.
“Is everything okay?”, he says softly, searching your eyes, his huge hand splayed across your stomach.
You nod, biting your lip. “Just nervous,” you admit, meeting his gaze.
His dark eyes search you face. “Nervous?” he asks. “Why?” He moves up, lying on his side as he snuggles close to you, gently stroking across your side as he tucks his other arm under his head.
You take a deep breath as you keep your eyes fixed on the ceiling. It’s not that embarrassing, really, is it? It’s not like you’ve done something wrong. “I’ve never had oral sex before,” you simply admit.
Chan half sits up abruptly. “Excuse me, what?” He sounds honestly shocked. You glance over at him – his brows are furrowed, and he looks almost angry.
You don’t feel ready to meet his gaze. “I’ve n-never –“
“No, no, I understood you the first time.” He lies back down and pulls you closer. “I just – why? What about your exes?”
You shrug, relaxing a tiny bit into his embrace. “Well, they didn’t want to do it.” You say quietly. You had always wondered if there was something wrong with your body, if it didn’t look or smell or taste right – it seems fine to you.
Chan resumes stroking your waist. “But you wanted it?”
You nod against his chest.
“And you would like me to do it?”
Your cheeks are blooming with crimson as you nod again.
Chan presses a kiss to your forehead. “Come here, baby girl,” he whispers, and your lips meet his. The kiss is different from your earlier heated ones, slow and sweet and coaxing soft sighs out of you as he makes you feel seen, loved, wanted. You melt in his arms, becoming putty in your hands, and relax completely. His mouth leaves a blazing trail down your throat again, and this time as he moves to pleasure your breasts, you don’t feel anxious but excited for what’s to come.
Soon, Chan is kissing down your stomach again, and when he reaches your panties, he looks up to find your eyes again with his burning ones. “Is that okay?”, he asks as he hooks his fingers into your underwear.
“Yes,” you breathe, and he smiles at you sweetly before pulling your lacy panties off you.
Then he settles between your legs, gently stroking the insides of your thighs with only the tips of his fingers, making you shiver. His lips join his fingers, leaving featherlight kisses across your skin and creating a pathway to his ultimate destination. He presses a chaste kiss to your lower lips before parting them with his tongue, tasting you for the first time. You squirm at the intimacy of it all, but when his tongue finds your clit, a broken moan falls from your lips and you buck your hips, not sure if you want to meet or escape from the pleasure. Chan puts his hand across your stomach once more to steady you.
“You’re staying here, baby girl,” he rasps. “You are delicious, and I need more of you.” And then he sinks back down, his tongue immediately on your clit. His movements are slow and deft, but everchanging so that you never know what’s happening next – he might be circling it, drawing loops on it or sucking it, driving you positively wild.
His eyes, when not focussing on your face, are closed, seemingly enjoying the experience of giving you such immense pleasure. You are lost in your arousal, one hand buried in the sheets, the other in his hair, a steady stream of gasps falling from your lips, when he suddenly pushes two fingers into your pussy, which you gratefully clench down on – you had been feeling so very empty.
Chan momentarily removes his mouth from you again, and the way it glistens with your juices is driving you wild. “That’s it, baby,” he almost moans himself. “You’re doing so well for me, my beautiful girl. Are you going to come on my tongue? You taste so sweet, and I will make you feel so good.”
He goes under again, with renewed vigour, and he starts fingering you harder, pushing his fingers into you, trying to hit your g-spot every time. Your moans rise to shouts, and he doesn’t stop you, doesn’t want you to keep it down, wants you to experience pleasure you’ve never felt as he sucks your clit and pushes his fingers into your gushing pussy. His eyes are on your face, and the emotions you see there are pure love and maybe an even purer lust.
And then it’s just too much, and a particularly hard thrust pushes you over the edge as you come hard on his fingers. Chan immediately stills his thrusts and only slowly circles his tongue as you shiver through your high and then slowly come down.
As you start whimpering at the overstimulation, Chan finally stops and moves to hold you against his chest again. There is no sound except for your heavy breathing and the quick thumps of his heart beating against your ear.
Chan strokes your hair. “You are so sexy,” he murmurs, kissing your forehead again. “Did you like that?”
“Mmmhmmm,” you confirm, and glance at the wet stain in his boxer briefs. “And so did you.”
You can feel your boyfriend shrug under you. “Do you have ANY idea how hot you are when you are just feeling and not thinking about anything that could be wrong or imperfect about you? It’s glorious. How could I not come in my pants at that like a fucking teenager?”
You giggle. “That’s so sweet.” You pause. “I’m sorry we have to wait now for round two, though.”
Another non-committal shrug from him, and you can hear the smile in his voice. “Trust me, it was worth it.”
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brrrkdslek · 7 months
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sometimes, your boyfriend felix seemed more like your child than your boyfriend. one time, he whined and cried like a toddler when you got him the wrong type of chicken for barbeque night. or when you slept without him due to exhaustion, he ignored you the next day.
or when he literally burst out crying when you chose to hang out with minho instead of him. or when every time you went out and you had to hold his hand TIGHT, so the little boy wouldn't run off to some candy shop and get lost. despite needing to baby felix 25/8, he was your baby, and you were satisfied with that.
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sourbinnie · 10 months
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☆ beso.mp3 ☆
♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> fluff ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> ot8!skz x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> voicemails they leave you when they miss you on tour. ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> cursing ; no use of (y/n) ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> nope
a/n: short one but sweet one, hope yall like it:) haven't written "voicemails" in a while!
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yo quiero que me de' otro beso
"baby, baby i miss you so fucking much. i might be a little drunk and a little needy as a treat but i can't help but think of you and i need you here. it's been too fucking long since i've last seen you even if we speak to each other every day, i can't get enough of you. i need to hold you and kiss you, feel you against me whatever way you want it to be of course. i don't know why i suddenly got the need to just be buried in your arms and for you to hold me tight, hope i can see you soon and tell you that i love you because i can't take it anymore. goodnight darling..." 
- voicemail from hyunjin.
uno de esos que tú me da'
"i need your kiss. i know it's abrupt to start a voice message like this but i've been wanting to kiss you ever since i left and i gave you the last one at the airport. i hope i get all of the kisses i deserve when i come back and that you're taking care of our children. i hope you know that i miss you so much and that even if i don't show it at times, i've been so clingy for your affection. i can't wait to cuddle you again, to hug you and not let you. like i said before, save all those kisses for me because i'm coming for them all when i get back and you will not get rid of me."
- voicemail from minho.
estar lejos de ti e' el infierno
"i'm not used to being this far away from you. maybe i'm not the most affectionate person or the one that says the most romantic things but i feel the need to show you that i still love you. i want you forever and ever, no turning back now because i knew when i found you that i would want what you make me feel for the rest of my life. right now it's hell being away and not having your embrace, your eyes looking at me or your sweet kiss on my cheek. i want to hear you say that you're proud of me after every show. i just need to hear you again or i'll go insane."
- voicemail from seungmin.
'tar cerca de ti es mi paz
"it's been stressful and i feel it even more now that we're far. i remember when i had to go to australia and i wanted to take you so bad, it's the same today. i want you here and for you to experience what i live for, what i'm passionate about and what i need. but i also need you, need your love and affection because it's the one thing that keeps me calm. when i'm burying myself in work and drowning, you're there to take my hand and i think i haven't been appreciative enough of it. so thank you, i love you to the moon and back baby."
- voicemail from chan.
y es que amo siempre que llegas
"how long till we see each other again? i want you. i wanna be with you right now yet we're so far, i don't wanna forget you so i keep reminding myself of your habits. your smile follows me everywhere i go and it shines so bright, your eyes are the only ones i look for in the crowd. i wish you could come by one day, i wanna see you there supporting me and having the time of your life with your friends. you would look so cute in our merch and with our lightstick that i'm almost getting you tickets to the next show. we'll see what i can do baby."
- voicemail from felix.
y odio cuando te vas
"i had a dream, well it was more like me remembering how we said goodbye. i fucking hated it and i don't wanna live that ever again, next time you're coming with me to every part of the world that i'll take you. i want you right beside me, i want to see you and just be captivated by your beauty because that happens every time i take a look at you. you can call me cheesy all you want but i'm so in love with you and i know we haven't talked about it but i need to buy a ring soon. spoiling the surprise? yeah but i don't care, i hope you say yes though."
- voicemail from changbin.
yo me voy contigo a matar
"i might be too young for love like a lot of people say. i might be a little too naive or too persistent but when i approached you for the first time, i knew i would do anything for you. even right now when we're in a relationship, i feel the need to please you, to love you, to show you that you're worth it because you are so much more than what you show. i didn't see a future where i would be loved but right now i can see us everywhere and i think that's the thing i miss about you the most. i'll do anything to have you here so i'll try my best to get you something, alright?"
- voicemail from jeongin.
no me dejes solo, ¿pa' dónde vas, pa' dónde vas?
"i haven't been alone in such a long time. i'm used to having your presence by my side 24/7 and now it's weird not seeing you beside me. i know i have everyone from the boys to the crew but i miss my sunshine, you know? i miss the one that keeps me going. yeah i never told you that but you're the reason i wake up every day as happy as i am. even right now the bed feels so cold without you and it's not the same as the one at home, if only i could close the distance. i think i would hug you, kiss you and love you like i haven't done before..."
- voicemail from jisung.
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‧°꒰🫐꒱༘⋆
always missing you. . .
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tomanyhusbandz · 1 month
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Insecure
Summary: Quick VERY short story about Hyunjin x Black fem reader at a fashion show and reader gets a little insecure and jealous of his close relationship with Donatella Versace and he reassures her that she doesn’t have to worry about losing his attention or him to anyone.
Authors note : Hi my first imagine in a longgggggg time so please cut me some slack this is all over the place because it was off the top of my head so enjoy my mess :)
No smut,insecure reader,Kissing,Light touching,fem reader, Black reader, possible talk of smut
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He hugged Donatella and then Anne for what felt like an eternity and you stood posing for pictures awkwardly not knowing how to stand showing your face here already made you anxious after what happened in the media when the world found out about you and Hyunjin after being in the shadows for about too years not because of Hyunjin but because you where insecure.
“Looks like i have competition …’’ you say to Hyunjin as he slides beside you wrapping his arm around your waist cameras flickering and flashing,his name being shouted over and over paparazzi begging him to face in there direction
Currently we where at a fashion show Hyunjin was invited by Donatella Versace herself to attended and of course he was going to except who wouldn’t really but he was only allowed to come alone due to his managements advice of not having me “Distract him” but against there will he brung me anyways and I happily attended with no hesitation not wanting to skip out on being able to wear the custom Versace gown he had secretly got done for me a while back. The black gown fitting neatly over my curves with a low hanging v cut in the middle and a backless chain on my spin made me feel irresistible but i also felt a twinge of insecurity and maybe jealousy of how close Hyunjin got with Donatella forgetting i was even around but it may have just been from my past experiences of all ways being left out.
“What agi ? (Baby in Korean)” Hyunjin says through his teeth while smiling at the camera
“Nothin .. just something stupid .. Donatella really likes you ?” I say to him as he waves over to his fans is and placed his hand on your bare lower back pushing you along down the red carpet
“Y/N .. please don’t start this right here agi’’ leaning over into you he kisses my ear and rubbing soft circles along your warm brown skin he did this when he knew where the conversation was going or when he didn’t want you upset anymore
“Im not tryin to start anything I can’t help when i feel like this thats why i try to keep it to myself.. So never mind enjoy your night ” you say pouting you finally making it to your seats and getting comfortable
Before you could say anything else you noticed Hyunjin flexing his jaw this situation was agitating him but he tried to keep a gentle look on his porcelain face he didn’t say a word then suddenly he grabbed the bottom of your chair and pulled you closer to him making your dress fall off your legs a little soft brown skin peeking through your silt on your dress as you crossed them. Your leg falls over his lap and you can’t help but shift nervously in your seat as some people start to stare he smirks to himself before rubbing his ringed fingers softly over your thigh you give him a once over look and can’t help but smile a little at his sudden gesture of love. He was always like this with you in matter where you were or who was around he liked to subtly and sometimes not subtly reassure you, you where his world and his life and the same when for you. 
Leaning in closely he rubbed his nose against your cheek lovingly cameras flashed and for the first time today you didn’t mind..
“Jinny .. i feel like a child when this happens .. I can’t believe im acting like this over a older women .. it’s okay if you hate me ” you say in a whisper over the loud music playing models heels click on the runway Donatella and the others sitting beside you both trying not to look at your private yet not private display of affection
“Don’t .. don’t do that agi ..you know how i feel about you Y/N I’ve been dating you for too years in secret might i add because I wanted to respect how you felt about going public even though i was dying to show you off ” he says looking over briefly at his manger who’s signaling him to stop the pda but he turns back to you and his hand goes a bit higher now under the dress rubbing your hip
“ I know I know and i respect that your always a gentleman, but I’m scared ill lose you’’ you say to him holding his jaw in your well manicured hand his skin looked good with your black glitter acrylic nails
“Agi .. just because i take my attention off of you sometimes doesn’t mean I’m gonna leave but if you want me to i can remind you like i did last night’’ he says his eyes looking up at yours innocently with that teasing smirk then back down at your glossy lips
You lean in and close the space kissing his pink lips gentle he smiles into the kiss playfully pinching your thigh briefly you giggle in joy of not just the affection but the words he said to you before the kiss. Pulling away you peck his lips again and again making him laugh as well you both being more enticed by the thought of being in the news in the next hour you don’t stop still holding his chin you kiss all over his face leaving lips stick stains to match is black suite nicely before you could continue his manger was sitting behind you both whispering to stop.
“Sorry i got carried away I mean look at him’’ you say to his manager with a small laugh trying you wipe off the lipstick stains on his face but Hyunjin grabs your wrist gentle stopping you
“No no .. leave it’’ He says his thumb rubbing soft circles along your wrist
“ Why ?” You say with a puzzled expression
“Cause then everyone knows im yours and you’ll have no more reasons to be insecure” he says with a smile on his face lightly slapping the side of your thigh bitting his bottom lip this man was going to be the death of you
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lixizpixi · 2 months
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do you write?? felix imagine pls 🙏 best friend to lovers??
Lee Felix and Y/N had been inseparable since they were kids. Growing up in the same neighborhood, they shared everything from toys, to secrets, and dreams. Their friendship was the kind that felt like it was woven into the fabric of their beings, an unbreakable bond that weathered every storm life threw their way.
As they entered high school, their bond only grew stronger. They navigated the ups and downs of adolescence together, supporting each other through heartbreaks, triumphs, and everything in between. They were each other's confidants, always there to lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on.
Despite spending almost every waking moment together, Felix and Y/N never seemed to tire of each other's company. In fact, the more time they spent together, the more they realized just how much they meant to each other. But amidst the laughter and shared secrets, there lingered an unspoken question. A feeling that neither of them dared to acknowledge for fear of ruining what they already had.
It wasn't until their senior year that things began to change. One lazy afternoon, as they lounged in Y/N's backyard, bathed in the warm golden glow of the setting sun, Felix found himself gazing at Y/N in a way he never had before. He was struck by the sudden realization that his feelings for her ran deeper than mere friendship.
But before he could gather the courage to confess, fate intervened in the form of a school dance. With prom looming on the horizon, Felix and Y/N found themselves swept up in a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation.
As they helped each other pick out outfits and practiced dance moves in Y/N's living room, Felix couldn't shake the feeling that this could be their chance to take their relationship to the next level. The night of the dance arrived, and as Felix watched Y/N twirl around the dance floor in her elegant dress, gleaming with joy, he knew that he couldn't keep his feelings bottled up any longer.
Mustering up the courage he took her hand in his, and led her to a quiet corner of the room and poured his heart out to her, confessing his love in a rush of nervous words, occasionally stuttering and stumbling over his words. To his relief, Y/N's response was everything he had hoped for and more. With tears of joy in her eyes, she admitted that she had been harboring feelings for him too, and that she never had the courage to express how she felt, afraid to ruin their friendship by confessing those feelings.
And just like that, their relationship blossomed into something more beautiful than either of them could have ever imagined. They shared a short yet sweet kiss.
Staring into each other’s eyes, Felix and Y/N embarked on a journey of love and discovery, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could beat any obstacles that came their way.
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[A/N]; … AND THEN THEY GOT MARRIED AND LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER /j
i don’t write as much anymore !! although i used to write imagines for @jammingjaem ! i do not mind writing occasionally if requested to ^^
sorry if this is a bit short :{ i wasn’t too sure what to write hehe
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w3bgrl · 5 months
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the art of shameless adoration
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synopsis: changbin visits the eldest dancers in the practice room and once left alone binchu react totally reasonably when things get hot and sweaty
date: march 2nd, 2019
era: pre-miroh
word count: 1.8k
featuring: kang juyeon, seo changbin, lee minho
warnings: n/a!
a/n: i swear something other than binchu will be coming soon <3
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unintelligible gibberish of counts from the experienced dancers echoed into the quiet halls of the jyp building as changbin opened the practice room door just enough to peek inside. minho and juyeon were in the center, watching themselves closely in the mirror as they polished up the details of their most recent choreography, cheeks red and hot to show how long they’d been doing this.
“hello my friends whom i love,” changbin stepped into the room with a beaming grin “looking good! how long have you been here?”
the eldest wiped the sweat from his brow as he checked his watch, eyebrows jumping in shock. “since 5…”
“what time is it?” juyeon panted
“bed time” “ten”
the boys answered simultaneously, though changbin was the one to actually answer her question. minho looked at him wildly, seemingly perplexed at their synchronicity, and turned back to juyeon.
“i think that’s enough for tonight?” his pitch raised at the end, making this statement sound more like a suggestion. what he meant was he was done for the day, but he already knew she’d either agree to go home without a fight or be here for another hour and a half. so when she looked back at herself in the mirror as if to size herself up, he could guess what she was gonna say.
“one more time.” she giggled with an awareness of her own ridiculousness. “just one more time and i’ll be good.”
“i think i was okay one more ago, actually” minho chuckled through heavy breaths and slapped a hand on changbin’s shoulder “you make sure she gets home soon, kay? we don’t need another pockey-stick-incident this comeback. i need to go lay down now.”
changbin flashed a thumbs up at minho’s request amidst juyeon’s whines that ‘it was one time forever ago, you don’t always have to bring it up!’ minho mimicked a teasing smooch on his way to snatch his things from the couch and quickly hurried out the door before she could wrangle him into boiling some water for her nightly ramen. once the door closed behind him the two in the room met eyes in the mirror, a mischievous smile on juyeon’s lips.
“okay, ready?”
“i’m doing it with you?”
she laughed “yeah! minho clocked out, it’s time for you to appease me.”
changbin found a smirk on his face at her words and feigned an exasperated sigh as he unzipped his hoodie. “fiiine, but just once!”
“yes!” juyeon bounced giddily to her phone beside the speaker “just once, and then we’ll go home.”
changbin tossed his things aside carelessly as he waited for her to queue the music. he’d just showered before coming to see what they were up to and honestly really didn’t want to practice on top of working out today, but then again, she was right. it was his turn to appease her, and he would do so happily. plus, the mirror made it easier to shamelessly admire her without being told he had a staring problem (lovingly.)
changbin continued to indirectly adore juyeon through the mirror even when she finally started the music and they began to go over the miroh choreography ‘just once.’ and even after something he did reminded her of another choreo which lead her down a different tangent. even when she said ‘really, just one more. boxer is almost right!’ changbin only stopped re-committing her features to memory when he could barely stand anymore, the music fading out as he put his hands on his knees with panting breaths.
“up.” juyeon wheezed, her fingers interlocked behind her head. she’d learned a long time ago that bending over compressed the diaphragm when you were trying to catch your breath and strictly enforced the correct way to do it ever since. it hurt like hell, but it was better for your body, so changbin grit his teeth and stood tall on his way to slump into the couch.
juyeon kept her fingers joined on her neck until she sat beside him and picked up the water bottle next to her bag. they were close enough that their shoulders almost touched but far enough that they weren’t actually sweating on each other, which was a nice detail even for the touch-starved physical affectionists.
“one more time” he mocked with a smile, using the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his upper lip “just one more time and then we’ll go home”
the older girl’s eyes took over the role of her smile as she held back laughter while taking a swig from the sticker-covered bottle. then, as a symptom of her unending attention to detail when it came to him, juyeon offered her water to changbin who hadn’t brought one when he came in; probably because he wasn’t planning on getting all hot and sweaty when he came to see the dancers in their natural habitat. his mistake, honestly.
changbin’s hand automatically went to reach for the waterbottle before he stopped to ask, “how much is left?”
“finish it. i’m good until we get home.”
and finish it he did. changbin took big gulps from her water and as juyeon watched his adams apple bob she felt herself start to get distracted - reverted into the cavewoman brain that showed up whenever he was around. distracted by how his chest rose and fell with each breath, skin glossy with sweat, lips and cheeks pink.
she cleared her throat quietly as to not raise any suspicion and forced her eyes away in an effort to re-evolve her brain until her mind wasn’t totally consumed by him anymore, just barely glancing in the mirror to see if he had noticed. and of course, just as always, he was looking at her. she did a double take before furrowing her eyebrows at him, which made him laugh.
“what are you doing?”
“same thing that you were!”
“what was i doing?”
changbin chuckled and nodded toward their reflection. “i saw you looking. you are not slick, kang juyeon.”
she now pushed herself up to look at him face-on again, a playful smile on her lips. “do you think you are? you made miroh look totally different because were too busy looking at me to see yourself! i kept going just to see the -” she wiggled her arms about wildly, an obvious over-exaggeration of his performance but it was enough to have him throwing his head back to rest on the couch with an exasperated sigh.
“you are — !!”
“what?” she nudged him with her shoulder to urge him on “i’m what?”
“…you’re dreamy.” he hummed
juyeon now regretted poking him to say more as her face flushed with embarrassment. she laid her head back, too. “yeah, whatever.”
“don’t ‘yeah whatever’ me. take my compliments! accept my love!” changbin spoke with that grouchy voice that made him stick his lips out to pout “you’re beautiful and charismatic and hardworking and should be acknowledged for your efforts - and your results! because you are incredible.”
there was a beat of silence that left changbin out in the cold until she spoke again. “you think so?”
changbin finally lifted his head to look at her incredulously, like there wasn’t a possibility in the world it was the other way around. but he didn’t question why she didn’t claim her boasting rights, instead he gingerly elbowed her side with a smirk. “of course” he cooed “anyone else would say the same thing.”
her nose crinkled in something similar to a wince, eyes on the ceiling. “but…what do you think of me…”
changbin’s eyebrows knitted together. for a moment he had to stop to think of what to say; there was a lot he thought about her because he thought about her a lot. changbin leaned into her shoulder, nudging her with his weight to regain her attention. she lifted her head now, eyes flicking between his - left to right and right to left again. in the few inches of space between them he spoke artlessly, the fondness and sincerity painfully obvious in his tone.
“i think you’re everything, ju.”
juyeon’s gaze fell to his lips again as she analyzed what he said and the corners of her mouth began to curl upward with the warm hum in her chest. she lingered there with her bottom lip caught between her teeth and, after finally pulling her gaze away, noticed the lag before his eyes met hers again. they were darker all of a sudden - like his pupil had swallowed the iris whole - and his cheeks had ripened from a peachy pink to a deep crimson.
there was a moment of stillness as they stared at one another, silent but comfortable, contemplating the same thing; to take the leap or not. both went through the pros and cons they had meticulously organized in their mind over the years as if there would be a clear answer on the next step, but there wasn’t, and just as changbin came to decide he wouldn’t risk it, juyeon decided she would.
the older girl bridged the gap between them nervous yet eager and, tenderly cupping his cheek in her palm, pressed her bitten lips to his - tentative and salty with sweat. it was soft and familiar, not a drop of haste in her touch. it took him a moment to fully believe the reality he had been gifted on this day but, once he realized her lips were on his after years of pushing those feelings away, changbin’s hands found themselves at her waist as if to hold on so he wouldn’t float away. a fuzzy feeling began to take life in his chest, burning red hot like flames licking at his skin. this overwhelming warmth grew with each passing second spent exactly where he’d always dreamed of until it bubbled scalding magma in his throat and erupted into a grin against her lips, which then made her smile, too.
juyeon sat back and pressed her buzzing lips together, a short laugh slipping past the barricade. “we’re in trouble.” her tone was light in contrast to the serious subject matter.
“not yet,” changbin hummed sweetly “we’re just in the practice room.”
“you know what, i think you’re right.” she concurred with a cunning shrug “maybe tomorrow we could just be in the studio?”
“i can make that happen.” he was quick to blurt out an approving response to this suggestion.
juyeon chuckled softly before her fingers moved automatically to tuck her hair behind her ear, catching her lip in her teeth again but this time for a starkly different reason. “um…we do need to talk, though…”
changbin looked at her now from the darkest depths of yearning, dark eyes now glossy and pleading. “not yet. please. leave it for tomorrow. and tonight can just stay like this.”
she sighed softly almost as if to hide the adoring sparkle in her eyes and brushed away the strands of hair tickling his eyelashes. “okay, binnie.”
“…does that mean we can do that again?”
“you know…i think it does!”
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lyramundana · 8 months
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SCENTED
@skzms based on the story I have in mind + that Rebel Virus I dreamed about
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Something was off with these people.
Vivi was of the belief that 50% of the image idols showed on tv was either an exageration of reality or completely fake. And after sharing space with them for months and seeing them from a personal perspective, it was confirmed. Well, it should be obvious even without seeing them in person, that none of them were totally transparent with the public. None.
It was only when the cameras were turned off that they were allowed to be themselves. To speak to whoever they wanted to, to drink, to party like normal people. Only when they were hidden from the public eyes. Always in secret, always keeping the flawless persona that people expected, demanded from them. The minimal break in their masks could mean disaster for their entire careers. Vivi understood it, she found it stupid, but who was she to fight a cultured followed by a whole country?
So not even she could supress her utter shock and confusion when, out of nowhere, the same idols she knew for being little perfect angels started to do shit out of the non-written script. At first it wasn't that obvious, just some mishaps that everyone interpreted as mistakes. Getting caught partying on a night club with friends, openly flirting with fans beyond what was socially accepted by their parasocial partners, dressing in certain ways, etc. Vivi didn't think much about it, just felt they were being sloppy out of exhaustion.
But then it grew, and more idols began to follow that line. There were scandals, big ones. Secret parties without the staff's permission, being drunk in public, photos of them going into love hotels with different people, uploading songs with explicit lyrics that couldn't be excused and openly talking about inapropiate topics. The companies couldn't control them, the fans' attempts of sabotage were useless. In fact, it all seemed to just motivate them. Pushing them to do worse.
And this is how she ended up right here, in the patio of an expensive night club, with loud pop music blasting from the huge speakers, neon-lights sparkling in her eyes and breathing the cold air of Seoul. They wanted to celebrate the sucess of the show and reward everyone's hard work in it, so Vivi and her crew were obviously invited to the party. She was currently sitting on a wide, comfortable sofa, all by herself, watching the people get shit-faced and scream lyrics with all their passion with a glass on her hand. She had been with them minutes ago, dancing and singing the lyrics she knew with her friends, until her feet screamed for relief and her throat for some hydration. It only took her a sip to recover her energy, so she should have gona back to the group already. Vivi wasn't Vivi if she wasn't in the centre of a dancefloor, getting lost in the music and filling her throat with delicious alcohol until the couldn't remember her own name. But there she was, sitting alone pathetically in a corner long after her supposed five minutes break. Why? She didn't even feel tired yet. Why didn't she just move and joined the fun?
"Because of them", her annoying sub-conscious suplied.
Oh right. Them.
She turned her head to the club's second floor, a huge balcony that was the VIP zone. All idols were reunited there and having their own fun inside the local. The staff in charge of organizing the party rented the whole stablishment only for their celebrities, giving them an entire separate space from the regular people. Vivi would've though it was a snobby gesture, but considering the recent scandalous behaviour the idols displayed, it was probable that the staff just wanted to ensure they didn't pull anything with citizens.
The only connection the VIP zone had with the outdoor party was that balcony, the same one where Vivi saw certain couple hanging out when she was about to return. They were lost in their converstation, but throwing casual glances to the dancefloor to where she was headed, and Vivi's body turned back by instinct. Last thing she wanted was having eye contact with them and have her night ruined by the awkwardness.
Things hadn't been the same since that stupid game of truth or dare, and she spent this last week avoiding them like the plague. Keeping the texts short, hiding when they were walking down the same hallway and doing all kind of things to not face them. Was incredibly childish from her part? Absolutely, and she wasn't proud of it. She was never the type to run away from her problems, always choosing to handle them quickly before they grew into much bigger burdens.
But was this even a problem? She didn't know anymore. And how could she handle something she didn't know? Things with them were so weird, like nothing she ever felt before. They always managed to keep her on her toes.
She liked it as much as she dreaded it. Because with them, she felt like losing control. She felt like being vulnerable. And that just couldn't be.
She took another sip from her glass, hoping it'll help her body feel warmer. Another thing she didn't like about this country: The weather. She was a southern spanish girl with australian roots. Cold was practically a foreign concept to her.
Well, maybe it didn't help she was wearing a short dress with her shoulders exposed but c'mon, it was a party. She wasn't going to dress up all covered like a nun. Sometimes, being gorgeous meant suffering a bit.
-I can't believe it. You're sitting here alone instead of having fun? The world is ending.
Her mental monologue was cut short with the voice. She turned to see non other than Jake standing there, hands in his pockets and looking down at her with a grin.
- I'm just taking a break before my feet kill me and then I'll go back. Dancing with heels isn't as smooth as it looks, you know?
-Really? You make it seem so easy when you're on stage..
-Yeah, that's kinda the point of it. I have to be graceful and elegant when I'm up there. The public doesn't need to know I don't have any blood circulation down here when I finish.
He let out a breathy chuckle, looking away. Vivi felt this converstation isn't going anywhere, but she can't help the little tick in her heart when she saw him aproaching her with that friendly demeanor, with that small grin that hasn't changed one bit. Hell, coming to Seoul has given her more headaches that she signed up for..
-What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the VIP zone, with the royalty?
-Jay needed help in the bathroom - he replied shrugging his shoulders.
-Seriously? What kind of help? Another set of hands for..? -she grinned mischeviously.
-Grabbing his hair while he emptied his stomach, you twisted-fuck. - he made a disgusted face and she laughs. - Now really, what are you doing here? It's unnatural of you to not being out there raising chaos.
-I told you, I'm taking a break. Nothing weird, I swear.
He looked at her with a pensive gaze. He didn't believe her, but he wasn't going to pry more. She mentally thanked him.
Suddenly, a wheeze of air hit them and Vivi's body trembled unconsciously. She hugged herself in an attempt to ease the coldness. The boy noticed.
-Here. - he took off his jacket and threw it at her exposed legs. It wasn't very big, but it covered her enough to feel better. She jumped a little in surprise and glanced at the cloth, then at him. -It's warmer inside, so I don't need it. We don't want the star to freeze herself before the finals. - he winked at her, and she didn't even try to supress her smile. -Of course not. I'm not going anywhere without that trophy.
-I know you're not. - he turned away, walking towards the club. -Don't do anything stupid, Vivi. I can only take care of one baby tonight.
-Don't worry, I'll be a good girl -he scoffed loudly. - By the way, Jake, -he stopped, not looking at her- Thank you for coming.
He blinked, and goes back without answering, but she knows better. She smiled to herself and laid back on the sofa, closing her eyes and relaxing, her glass already empty She loved the party life more than anyone, but sometimes it feelt great to just sit down and don't move. She accomodated the jacket to cover more skin. She wasn't looking at it but she knew just by the texture that it costed more than her current apartment.
She crossed her arms, letting the relaxing sound of her friends' happy screams and singing fill her senses. They barely got time to relax since the show started. Maybe this gave them the final push to do their best next week.
Vivi couldn't calculate how much time passed since Jake left, but just as her mind was slipping a little into dreamland, she felt the bland surface of the sofa sinking at her right. She didn't bother to check who it was. The smell of expensive masculine cologne struck her nose.
-Have you forgotten something, Jackie?
-This dress looks good on you.
She stood up so fast that her head pounded at the sudden movement and she almost fell face down on the ground, her eyes wide like those of an owl's.
A firm hand placed against her cleavage avoided the catastrophe.
-Woah, easy there, baby. Did we scare you? - he let out a deep chuckle.
-Well, it seems she was expecting someone else.
She stared at them perplexed, feeling her heart working faster than usual. The couple she had been avoiding since the start of the week and the reason she was sitting here in the first place was right-the fuck-there.
Lee Minho and Han Jisung.
Of course they looked straight out of a fashion photoshoot, even with Jisung's messy hair and his tie undone, and Minho with his smugged make-up and his shirt unbuttoned just enough to show the valley of his chest. Knowing them, there were plenty of things they could've been doing to end up looking like that..
"Stop right the fuck there, horny idiot. We don't want to see where this thought leads. Now it's not the time".
-Hey guys. Shit, I thought..., I didn't hear you coming. - she composed herself quickly, accidentally shaking Jake's jacket off a bit.
Minho glanced at it while Jisung just looked at her. The first was standing on his feet in front of them while the younger was sitting right next to her, with an arm around the backrest.
-Sorry, you just looked so cute like that, all peaceful and relaxed. We didn't want to disturb you. - Jisung let out a chuckle that didn't meet his eyes and smoothly moved closer to her. She felt his fingers reaching out from the backrest and brushed strands of her hair. His eyes shifted to her red locks as he twiddled them mindlessly. -What are you doing here all alone?
Is it so weird seeing someone sitting down and resting?
-I'm a bit tired, but I was about to go back to the party. -she shook her head softly in an attempt to stop the notion of his fingers, but he only grabbed more strands and continued, eyes finally turning to her. -What are you two doing here? You shouldn't be seen with me. People here get wrong ideas very quickly.
-Just wanted to check on you, that's all. - Minho answered this time, staring down at her. -We saw from the balcony and thought to come down and talk a bit.
The balcony? What the fuck? She specifically tried to choose a spot where it would practically impossible for them to see her. They shouldn't have been able to, unless..
Unless they were actively searching for her.
She gulped, feeling nervous all of sudden.
-It's fine, really, I don't need anyone checking on me. Even I need to take breaks from time to time. These week has been crazy. -she felt the jacket slowly falling off her legs and quickly grabbed it, fixing it back to its original position.
She flattened it a bit with her hands, careful of winkles. When she raised her head, she found both boys glaring at the cloth. Uh? Weird.
-I never seen this one before. Is it new? -Jisung asked, eyes fixed there.
Had she been sober, she would've noticed his voice sounded lower than before.
-Oh, this? -she pointed at it. - Nah, it's from Jake. He passed by earlier.
-We know. - Minho interrupted her rather rudely. He and Jisung exchanged a tense look. - But how come do you have his jacket over you?
They sounded deadly serious, almost threatening. However, her fuzzy brain didn't catch on any of it.
-Well, we were chatting and I got cold, so he lend me his jacket right here and then left. It looks cool, doesn't it?. - she wrapped it around herself, smiling.
But they weren't smiling. Quite the opposite, actually. If looks could burn, the jacket would have been reduced to ashes at that moment.
-Take it off -the older boy said.
His tone was so outright demanding not even her half-drunken brain could let it pass this time. It sounded like when he was in his choreographer mode, all dominant and firm.
Vivi was confused, both by the orders and the tone he used. What the fuck was wrong with him?
-What? - she gave him the chance to explain himself. Maybe she understood wrong, maybe she missed some words.
-Take that thing off. Now. -he let out an angry scowl, and Vivi just felt more confused and even annoyed. Just what was going on? Why was he reacting like this?
"You have an idea, but you don't want to think about it", once again, her subconscious intervened when she least needed it.
She looked at Jisung for answers, but the boy had a similar expression as his boyfriend, equally dark.
Tehn, another wheeze came and she hugged herself to shield her body from the sudden coldness. Minho's face softened and Jisung wrapped his arm around her shoulders to pull her against him, sighing.
-Poor baby, you're freezing- he caged her with this arms, and she hated to admit the gesture worked better than the jacket. He looked at her and pulled her bangs off her face, fingers brushing her blushing cheek. His free hand went to secure her waist. - We can't have our baby getting sick, right?
God, she tried to remain strong, she really did, but she couldn't control the funny feeling in her legs whenever Jisung used that honey-laced voice. Everytime she heard it, she felt like melting into a puddle.
Minho sat on her other side, getting worringly close too.
-But darling, if you're that cold, you don't need this -he grabbed the jacket in a tight grip, forming a fist, and took it off her lap on a smooth movement. -You have us.
-What do you..?
She cut herself off as she felt something big and warm falling slowly onto her legs. She turned to see Minho placing it gently, making sure it covered as much skin as possible. Then Jisung releashed her only to take off his own jacket and wrapped it around her naked shoulders, which also needed some warmness. The both smiled lovingly at the sight and caged her body between them. Minho had his face nestled in her neck, drawing circles in her tighs, while Jisung kissed her forehead as he grabbed her again by the waist.
-Let's stay like this for a moment, okay kitten? - Minho mumbled, his hot breath directly against her skin, and she shivered. He pressed his nose on her pulse point, humming. -Mm, you already got some of Sungie's smell on you. I love it.
The mentioned was scratching her nape softly, in slow motions. His lips on her temple as he replied. -Much better then.
Vivi was going through the existencial crisis of her life. She wanted to vomit, scream, giggle, sprint running and faint all at once. She was sure her face matched her hair right now. Her body, that been struggling with the cold minutes earlier, felt suddenly warm enough to fry eggs in it, and she knew it had nothing to do with the two jackets covering her.
"They're always making you feel warm"
Her emotional turmoil was interrupted by the loud ringing of a phone. Jisung groaned and let her go, pulling out his phone and looking at the screen, clicking his tongue. He said something to Minho in korean and the older looked very annoyed, but let her go too. Both of them stood up slowly, fixing their clothes and looking at her.
-We're leaving, they're asking for us. -Minho explained, pulling his bangs back.
Vivi just stared at them with big doe eyes, still processing what the fuck just happened. She grasped the hem of Jisung's jacket hugging her. It felt comfy and smelled just like his cologne. It made her feel funny for some reason.
"You know the reas-" " Shut the fuck up already"
-Okay. - that was the only answer her brain could muster. She blamed it on the alcohol mixed with her tiredness, totally. She turned her head and her eyes fell on Jake's jacket, which had somehow ended on the grass. She reached out to get it..
But Jisung was faster. He went for it so fast that it almost looked like he didn't want her to touch it.
-We'll return it to him, don't worry. -he said with a tight smile. -You can keep ours. They suit you.
Minho nodded, tilting his head at with a cheshire-like smile.
-You look just like you're supposed to.
Vivi blinked in confusion. What did that even mean? Was his english failing him again? That didn't make sense.
They shifted on their feet, glancing at the local and at her, seemingly unsure of what to do next. Eventually, they turned to walk back inside, but Jisung winked at her before going.
Vivi watched then until they dissapeared from her sight. She blinked once, then twice, then thrice. And her mind came to the final, solid conclusion:
What in the seven circles of hell just happened here?
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Meanwhile in the club..
-Dude, please, don't let me do that again. I think I'm dying. -Jay moaned, head dropped against Jake's shoulder.
-You can't die. Cockroaches can last a nuclear bomb. You'll live. -Jake patted him in the head like he'll do with a child.
-Are you calling me a cockroach?
-That'll be insulting for the poor creatures.
Jay huffed, but was too weak to insult him back, resorting to just getting away from him. Jake chuckled at his act and enjoyed the tranquility.
-Hey, Shim -someone called him by his surname -You dropped this.
He had something hit his shoulder softly. It didn't hurt, but the strenght behind the impact surprised him. He took it and realized in shock it was his leather jacket, crumpled into a deformed ball.
It was the one he lend to Vivi earlier. What the..?
He turned around to meet non-other than Han Jisung, from his senior group Stray Kids, looking down at him with a sneer. In the duration of his career, he spoke a total of three times with the guy, and it was only in awards shows to greet each other.
So where the fuck was this sudden agressivity coming from? And what was he doing with his jacket? Did Vivi tell them something weird..?
-Next time I see her wearing it, I'll throw it in the trash. -the older boy gritted his teeth, his tone sending a dangerous warning.
Jake saw the other one, Lee Know, behind the boy. Obviously, because these two always came in a package. His eyes were even more intimidating.
-I just gave it to her because she was cold, mate. That's al-
-Hyung -Minho interrupted with a growl. - Call us anything other than that and I'll personally punch your teeth out, brat.
There's a tense silence between them. Even his members had dropped the converstation and shift nervously at the scene.
Jake glares at the men. He's been suspecting it for a while, but it sounded too absurd in his head. Now this just confirms it all.
-She doesn't deserve what you assholes are doing to her. Stop stringing her along with nonsense and let her do whatever she wants. -he replied with a huff.
Jisung breathed a sarcastic chuckle and walked towards him.
-Now listen here, you son of a b-
-Minho, Han, everything okay?
They all turned to the voice. Christopher Bang was standing there, arms crossed and staring down at his members, hitting his foot against the ground.
Minho clenched his hands into fists, but said nothing, his lips sealed in a tight line. Jisung was breathing heavily, looking like he was about to burst a vein, teeth gritting. None of them answered to their leader, who looked progressively annoyed.
-It was nothing, Chris -Jake intervened, bowing. - We were just discussing something. Nothing else happened.
-Thank you for the input, Jake, but I was asking them. -he pointed his head at the boys, but Jake relented.
-Trust me, they did nothing. They just returned me my jacket, and in return, I was giving them a good advice that I think they should really follow. - both men glared at him again, but he ignored it, going back with his own group, jacket under his arm.
"Jesus, Vivi. What the hell did you get yourself into?"
Extra:
Vivi's friends, watching her come back with two brand jackets that are obviously not hers: What do you have in there?
Vivi, refusing to acknowledge it: A smoothie.
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