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𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑠 ༄ 𝑗.𝑠𝑏 (𝗺)

𝗑𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀: 𝗉𝗐𝗉, 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍, 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉.

𝗑𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗌𝗎𝖻! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 + 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍(𝗂𝗌𝗁)𝖽𝗈𝗆! 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗂𝗇

𝗑𝘄𝗰: 7.2𝗸

𝗑𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿: 𝖽𝗈𝗆/𝗌𝗎𝖻 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒/𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗑 (𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀), 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝗑 (𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗉𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉 𝖻4 𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗉!!), 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽/𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒, 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆 "𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅" 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗎𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽.

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You were sitting on the couch with your latest novel in hand, legs crossed politely beneath your skirt, when you heard the front door open, signaling that your boyfriend is back from his all-day lecture.

You drop the book instantly and spring up from your seat to go greet Subin. He wastes no time in wrapping his arms around your waist and places a chaste kiss on your forehead, letting his heavy bag slide off of his shoulder. You giggle when his nose nudges against your cheek, a soft whisper of “hi, Subin” leaving your lips once he presses a second kiss to your temple.

“Hi yourself, princess,” He says with a grin, “were you waiting for me?” You can’t help the pink flush that rises to your cheeks as you nod yes, his mere presence being enough to make your heart flutter. Subin swears you’re the cutest thing to ever grace the planet.

“I missed you today,” You admit with a tiny pout. You’d gone out to lunch with your best friend and her boyfriend Hanse, who also happened to be friends with Subin; but you’d felt like a third wheel without your own boyfriend at your side, even despite their best attempts to include you.

“I missed you too.” He tells you, at which you forcefully shake your head and insist, “but I missed you more.” You seal your statement by leaving your own kiss along his jaw, not being quite tall enough to reach his cheek.

Subin’s heart soars at how utterly adorable you are. “You’re too cute for your own good, baby. You’re gonna kill me one day if you keep this up.” He observes casually. You curl your fingers in the material of his shirt with a whine that you have no intention of killing him, your eyes lingering on how the fabric pulls tightly against his biceps.

Has he always been so muscular? You wonder to yourself, slowly slipping into your head. Maybe he’s been working out more... how come you’ve never noticed this before just now?

He doesn’t miss your distracted gaze, and he feels a smirk spreading when he puts two and two together to realize that maybe your blush isn’t quite as random as it seems. He doesn’t stop the smirk from growing when your small fingers begin to cautiously trace over where his sleeves end.

“You look pretty today.” He comments like it’s the most normal thing in the world. Which it is for him- hardly a day goes by without his mention of how beautiful you are- but even after all these months, it’s still new to you. Your stare drops to the floor as you take a sudden interest in your shoes.

“Thank you, Binnie.” You say quietly. You fidget with the hem of your (ahem, Subin’s) white sweater, and the image of you standing there in your little pink skirt and his oversized sweater is almost too much for him to handle.

You’ve been testing him so much lately, the length of your skirts shrinking while the collection of his shirts that you wear to bed has only been growing, and it’s gonna be the thing to end him. All it takes is one glance at your innocent smile and Subin knows he’s a goner; he’s never wanted to ruin anyone so badly in his life.

He steps into your personal space and tilts your head up with his fingers to make you return his gaze, the dark, nameless emotion swirling in his eyes jarring you. His touch is like an electric current, the simple gesture sending a trail of sparks zipping down your spine as you inhale sharply. He doesn’t say anything, only looking at you hungrily, longingly. You wanna touch him too- maybe weave your fingers through his hair or something- but before you get the chance, he brings your mouth to his harshly and gives you a kiss you never knew you needed.

He’s normally so gentle with you, his kisses soft and slow as if he’s afraid you’re made of glass. But this kiss is different for reasons you can’t explain. It’s bruising and fast and delicious, stirring up a sort of tension that you find to be entirely exhilarating. You do your best to keep up with the pace he’s set, holding back a yelp of surprise when you feel his tongue swipe teasingly across your lower lip.

You must do a pretty good job of staying with the speed of the sudden kiss, because when you eventually break apart, you aren’t the only one panting for breath. Your lips are tingling with the foreign buzz from so much pressure at once but it’s a buzz you don’t really mind. As a matter of fact, the whole room seems to be buzzing, the air alive with the rising tension as Subin’s grip tightens around your chin.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d guess that you’ve got something on your mind today. Am I right, y/n?” He asks cockily while raising one eyebrow.

He knows exactly what’s up, having seen the gleam in your eyes that hasn’t shown itself before and knowing for certain what it means. But if your widening eyes and confused expression are enough to go off of, then it’s safe to say that you don’t have a clue what’s happening.

All you know is that there’s something new bubbling in the pit of your stomach, some strange and unsettling weight building in your lower half that you haven’t ever been exposed to before. It isn’t unpleasant, per say; just new. The feeling reminds you of when you put a pot of water on the stove to boil- except rather than boiling, your body is merely simmering.

But it’s still more than enough to make you want to kiss Subin like that again.

Your blush returns with full force when you stutter out, “Well... th-there is one thing I’m, umm, thinking about...” You trail off, resisting the urge to hide your face in his chest. Subin stays put with his hand under your jaw and waits for you to tell him what you want like the good girl he knows you are.

“Can we do that again?” Comes your quiet plea, giving his shirt a slight tug to punctuate your request. “Please?” And who the hell would he be to refuse?

He brings you close again until your lips are brushing together, barely a millimeter away, and mumbles hotly, “Oh, baby, I can do so much more than that. Just you wait.” And then his mouth is back on yours, engulfing you in a heated kiss unlike any you’ve ever shared.

You let out a small sigh of content as he kisses you passionately, your body pressing against his to try to get as close as you can. Your arms wrap themselves around his broad shoulders and he takes the chance to deepen the kiss, tongue coming back out to tease you. You’ve never kissed him like this before and you don’t quite know what to do; you settle for just granting him access and allowing him to do as he pleases, ultimately pleasing you when he slides his other hand up and down the curve of your back, warm fingers dancing over your bare skin beneath the sweater and drawing out another little sigh from you.

“Jump,” He mumbles against your mouth. You pull back slightly in question, not sure you understand what he’s asking. His lips chase yours but you don’t respond immediately, continuing to stare at him with your head cocked to the side.

“I said jump, y/n. I know you can listen to me.” He says in a tone that, while soft, leaves no room for debate. You obey quickly and allow him to catch you as you wrap your legs around him, unable to contain your squeal when his hands firmly hook beneath your body, and your eyes are shut so tightly in your state of bliss that you hardly even register when Subin walks from the entryway into your bedroom, pausing only to lower you onto the bed.

He caresses your face in a sudden move of tenderness, looking straight into your heavy-lidded eyes to make sure he hasn’t hurt you. While he might be acting a little rougher than usual, the last thing he would ever want to do is hurt you, his precious angel.

His angel who was currently staring back at him with a blush so innocent it poked a dark side of his dominance, a side he always tries so hard to hide around you in fears of scaring you off. But the way you’re responding to his kisses tonight is telling him a different story- one that might let him take you to another chapter, if you’ll let him.

Subin’s thumb skims over your cheek as he keeps his arms braced on either side of you to hover over your little body. “Angel, if you want me to stop, say it now.” He says, his words hoarse with self restraint. He’s come close to losing his cool a few times before, but you’ve never tested him quite like this; and if he’s gonna be able to stop himself before he releases his grip on the dirty beast inside of him- the beast you bring to life with your sweet innocence- then he needs you to stop it now.

You blink twice and stare up at him with those doe eyes, mouth opening but finding you have nothing to say. He scans the way the sweater has started slipping off of your shoulders and inhales deeply before asking again, “I’m serious, y/n. If we’re gonna stop then you have to tell me right now or else I can’t promise to stay away from you.”

His gruff words flip a switch in you without warning. You’ve never gone any further than slow makeouts with Subin, the most risque thing you’ve done so far being the time you sat on his lap while kissing. But tonight, you discover that you want to push that boundary, even though you don’t know much of what’s beyond it.

All you really know is that you like the way these kisses feel. You like the bold way Subin’s hands dance around your shoulders, the new fire he’s started in your tummy.

You like not knowing what comes next.

“I... I don’t want you to stop, Binnie.” You answer in a whisper. Subin groans in response, the sentence making him harden instantly. He moves his hand slowly over the expanse of your neck, nails tracing the lines of your collarbone, and that beast inside of him is tugging at its chains when you inhale loudly and latch onto his wrist.

He rubs small circles into the skin at the base of your neck, admiring how easily it causes you to sigh. You don’t know what it is about them that always fascinate you. They’re just hands; but something about the powerful way his hand lingers on your skin makes you think you wanna feel it holding onto your neck.

“You have a thing for my hands, baby?” He teases with a smirk, “I can do whatever you want with them, put them wherever you want.” He uses his other hand to brush your hair out of your face so he can clearly see the lust building. “But you have to ask first.”

Your tiny surprised gasp turns into a breathy whimper when his fingers curl around your neck exactly how you hoped they would, the pressure delightful and salacious without cutting off your airflow.

Subin grins even wider. “You like that.” It’s not a question, it’s a factual statement. You nod anyways, your weak hands not trying at all to pull him off of you. “You look so pretty like this, angel. Wearing my hand like it’s a necklace.” He muses out loud. His cocky tone sends a warm feeling rushing through your abdomen, making your eyes flutter shut momentarily as you bask in how perfect his hold on you is. You never thought having his hand around your throat would be so incredible, would feel so right.

Upon seeing your eyes closing, he leans down closer to your ear, fully intending to make you even more bothered without lifting his hand from your throat.

“You like it when I talk dirty too, hmm?” He adds. “I’m not surprised. Good girls like you probably love hearing what you make people wanna do to you.” And you lose all power to resist your boyfriend’s arousing charm when he calls you that, calls you a good girl. You decide you always wanna be good for him if you’re rewarded in ways like this.

“Binnie, I-” You start timidly, but one quick squeeze to your neck has you stopping before you ask him to call you that again. “No baby, use my whole name. I wanna hear you moaning my name when I give you the pleasure you deserve tonight.” Another hot feeling begins to pool in places you’ve never felt heat pooling in before, arousal flooding you at his suggestiveness.

And because you want to stay well-behaved for him, to see how far being good will get you, you bite your swollen lip and nod your head. “Subin, can you say it again?” You beg shyly, cheeks reddening. Subin observes the way you’ve begun to breathe a little heavier and considers how obedient you’re being so far.

“Say what?”

You gulp down your embarrassment. “G-Good girl. Call me that again, please.” You sound desperate even to your own ears, but it’s a sound that beckons his dominant side into coming out to play. He’s waited far too long to ruin his innocent little angel to hold himself back.

His head drops to litter kisses around the skin not covered by his hand, seeking out the one spot that makes you whine the loudest. He finds it and nips lightly, soothing the unexpected yet not unwelcome sting over with his tongue. Your sighs grow more and more frequent as he sucks multiple hickies along your collarbone, thighs rubbing together when he licks a tantalizingly slow, seductive stripe along the entire outline of it.

He reluctantly drops his grip to replace it with his mouth, feverishly marking up your neck while he busies himself with sliding the sweater another inch off your shoulders to give him more room. “You’re such a good girl, you know that?” He murmurs into your skin, “Already so needy for me when we’ve barely even started. My good girl, all wet and eager. I’ll give you what you want, baby, I’ll give you whatever you want if you tell me to. Use your words for me.”

It’s these words, hurried and half-muffled by the way his mouth presses against you, that begin to unravel the strings laced up inside your core. You can feel yourself falling apart, succumbing to Subin’s obvious control, letting your desire to feel everything he promises to make you feel cloud out any doubt in your mind. You wanted Jung Subin, and even if it killed you to ask for it, you wanted him now.

The only problem is that you don’t know what to ask for.

“I want you, Subin.” You inform him with a slight wobble in your voice, “I want to feel more... please.” You add the please at the end in hopes that it might cause him to suck a little harder at your neck, but your pleading instead makes him pull off of you and gaze down at the mess he’s made of his beautiful girlfriend.

“You want more?” He prompts you, “What do you mean by more? You wanna be choked some more? Is that it, angel?” As appealing as that is, you shake your head meekly, wiggling noticeably underneath him.

“I wanna feel you.” You say with crimson stained cheeks.

Subin takes his hand and lightly caresses your hickey-covered jaw, unable to resist the temptation to slip two fingers into your wet mouth. You suck on them the moment his fingers are there, unsure of what possibly made you do it but liking the results nonetheless, especially when he curses under his breath at how fucking hot you look in this position. You swirl your tongue around them experimentally and it sends him into another world, making him remove his fingers hastily before he envisions how well you’d suck his dick.

You whine at the loss of contact and Subin chuckles darkly, not wiping off his fingers. “Where do you wanna feel me?” He asks you in a sultry voice. His hand slides beneath the sweater easily and finds its way to your chest, where he runs his large palms over the white lace bra you wore under it. “Did you want to feel me here?” He continues. You’re too flustered to speak when he playfully snaps at your bra strap before moving down lower.

Your breath hitches audibly when Subin ghosts over your stomach, descending even lower, hand cupping cautiously around the place where you needed him the most. “Or maybe... you wanna feel me here.” He remarks, “Is this where you want me, princess? Want me playing between your pretty thighs, tasting what no one has ever touched before?” His dirty comments are sending stars into your vision.

He’s relentless in his teasing, fingers edging around your innocent white panties under the cute skirt he can’t wait to push up later. “Want to see my head between your legs as I eat you out, make you sigh and whine until you can’t stand it anymore? Wanna fuck yourself senseless on my tongue? Do you want that, y/n?” You can't control the moan that leaves you at his words, hips unintentionally rising off of the bed to push yourself against his body. He hisses at your actions and lifts the band to your underwear, the cool air hitting your core making you whine. The sensation of his finger tracing your pussy gently is unlike anything else on the planet.

“Yes,” You call desperately when he softly rubs against you, the friction giving you only the tiniest bit of respite from the overwhelming heat spreading through you, “Subin, please.”

“Please what? Be a good girl and tell me, baby. I told you to use your words.” He instructs as he teases your core with his hand.

You can’t take it anymore. “Please give me m-more,” You gasp out despite your horrible embarrassment, “Make m-me feel all the things you just said you would. I-I wanna feel you... between my legs.” You stutter furiously, but it’s all Subin needs to push his finger into your pussy, groaning at the same time you let out a rather shaky sigh.

“Fuck, princess,” He curses when he feels how warm and tight you are. “You’re absolutely fucking perfect, you know? You take my fingers so well, you dirty girl. You’re behaving so good for me tonight.” He praises you as he moves his fingers in a steady rhythm, trying to go slow so he won’t hurt you even though every bone in his body is screaming to fuck you into next week with his hands alone.

But all efforts of slow are abandoned the second you latch onto his neck and begin sucking, attempting to make him feel half as good as you do right now as you press little kisses to his skin. Subin’s pace quickens while you pepper open-mouthed lovebites on his throat, your small wrist tugging at his shirt to signal that you want it off. You don’t know what’s gotten into you- you have a nearly carnal desire to run your hands along as much of his skin as you can, to rake your nails down the abs you’ve only seen once or twice at the beach.

He gets the hint and strips the shirt off of himself without removing his fingers from your pussy, tossing the garment somewhere before leaning back down to loom over your writhing figure. Your hands explore his naked chest with an enthusiasm that you didn’t know you possessed, appreciating his warm skin with little kisses and scratches as he continues to pleasure you at an increasing rate.

“Fucking hell, y/n,” He says with his brows furrowed, “how long have you been so desperate for my touch? How long have you felt this needy, this wet?” He coos mockingly, speeding up as your back begins to arch slightly, pushing you even further into him. “Your body is practically begging to get fucked, baby. Look at you, whining so prettily for me while your pussy tries to suck my fingers in. You like fucking yourself against my hands?”

A loud cry escapes your lips at his downright nasty words. They’re obscene and crude and filthy; and you love it.

“M-Mouth,” You sigh pathetically as you grip his broad shoulders for dear life. “I wanna feel y-your mouth, Subin, wanna feel your mouth down- down there.”

And because you asked so nicely, Subin smirks and slides his slick-covered fingers out of you, making you flush shyly when he raises them to his lips and tastes your essence. He pins you to the bed with just his heated stare, head spinning at how much he’s gonna taint you tonight.

“You might wanna hold onto the sheets, princess,” He warns as he sinks to kneel in front of your needy core, “because I don’t know if I can be gentle after tasting how fucking sweet you are for me.” You moan again at the firm kiss he places on your inner thigh. He’s so close to where you want to feel him; so close to bringing you to a high you’ve never even dared to dream of before.

He doesn’t dive in until he’s positive you want him to. Your little sighs of content turn into cries of his name the second his tongue is flicking at your core, sucking skillfully while his fingers return to the scene to slowly drag along your walls. You find yourself heeding his warning and bunching up the sheets in your fists to keep yourself from screaming out at how utterly good his tongue feels against your folds.

“Subin, fuck,” You sigh weakly, unable to handle the image of his head between your thighs, “I-It feels so good, Subin, so good.”

“Yeah?” He replies, and the vibrations against your sensitive pussy almost send you careening over the edge, hurtling into the clouds of complete ecstasy. But before you get the chance, Subin once more removes his fingers, causing you to whine for him. You were almost there, almost ready to have your very first orgasm.

“Why did you stop-” Your words are cut off when he resumes fucking you with his mouth, turning your protests into mewls of how good everything feels.

“You’re gonna come on my tongue, y/n” He demands, his dominant tone making you meet his eyes, “You’re gonna fall apart in my mouth and I better hear you saying my name as you do. Got it angel?” He leaves no room for argument, and as soon as you nod your head yes, he’s back to eating you out like a champ, head moving to reach every little spot that drives you wild.

You’re within seconds of falling apart as he guides you to your high with his tongue- but the single thing that pushes you over the edge is his hot whispered praise of “good girl.”

You come undone with a cry louder than any of your previous noises, mouth repeating his name like it’s the only word you know as your vision momentarily blanks. You’re on top of the fucking world- your head is spinning like a top but you swear you’ve never felt so good before in your entire life, never felt like you’re both falling and flying at the same time. Subin’s tongue guides you through your high, cock fully hard at your lust filled moans of his name as you ride out on cloud nine.

He only detaches his mouth when you squirm away form him, panting and breathlessly relaxing your hold on the sheets.

Your blush is practically painted on your face at this point, fully aware of the way your panties are still shoved to the side and the skin still exposed by your skirt. You pull Subin back from his place between your legs and press soft kisses to his bare chest to wordlessly express your thanks.

Subin, meanwhile, is fighting hard to keep you from noticing his raging hard-on. His only focus tonight was you: your pleasure and your cries and your orgasm, his only goal being to bring you the feelings your sweet innocent mind hadn’t dreamt of before.

But now that he’s had a glimpse of how perfectly good you are for him in bed, he can’t help but wonder how good you’d feel under him, how well you’d take his cock as you sigh out his name. He can’t rid himself of the mental image no matter how hard he tries to, grounding himself in the sweet kisses you’re spreading on his chest. He’s got to snap out of this; he has to keep being gentle-

“Subin,” You mumble into his skin, “Did that- did you feel good, too?” As amazing as he made you feel, you want to know that he’s satisfied too, to know if he enjoyed it as much as you did. It wouldn’t seem fair to you if he did all the work with nothing in it for himself.

Subin gulps, nervous for the first time tonight. “Yes, princess. I loved every second of it. You were so good for me.” He praises you, and you can’t believe how easily his praise stirs up another fire inside you, making you feel like you’re ready for even more.

“I can keep being good for you,” You tell him in a modest whisper. “I can keep being your... your good girl.” You offer, the new part of you he’s unlocked making you bold enough to suggest that maybe, just maybe, you wanna go further with him tonight.

Subin opens his mouth to protest and tell you that you don’t need to do that, that you’ve done more than enough for one night. He even tries to persuade you to put on some pajamas and get ready for sleep; but you aren’t having it.

You cut off his rambling with a kiss so wanton that he can hardly believe you had the guts to do it, but he’s far from complaining as he hungrily accepts everything you have to give him, feeling how eager you are to please him.

His precious girl, so needy and obedient, wanting to please him like he’s just pleased you. Sadly for Subin, that’s a thought for another time, because he knows he won’t last long at all if he starts fantasizing about your mouth on his cock. Instead he settles for another fantasy, the one that brings you both pleasure.

He’s discovered tonight that you seriously get off on hearing his thoughts, hearing about the dirty things you plant in his head, and now is as good a time as ever to talk you through one more.

But he has to make sure you want it first. He’s already taken you so far- he won’t let it go any further until he’s absolutely positive that you won’t regret giving him more.

He ends the kiss and stares straight into your eyes, the gesture so meaningful and loving that your heart melts a little bit. He’s always taking care of you, always putting you first. You wish he’d let you put him first for once- but the warmth lingering in your core says maybe you’ll still get the chance to.

“Y/n, you know you can always stop.” Subin says seriously. “You don’t need to do anything else if you don’t wanna. Please don’t push yourself into doing something if you aren’t ready for it.” He kisses your cheeks, your nose, and lightly pecks your lips. “I would never want you to go too far to please me, baby. I’m always satisfied just to be in your heart, and I... I don’t need to be anywhere else, angel. I promise.”

His confession is laced with so much love that it brings tears to your eyes. His words are sincere, the proof in his statement made obvious by the adoring gaze he wears. You’ve never felt so safe- never felt so wanted, so secure. You don’t think you can love anyone else the way you love Subin.

And it’s this display of love, this moment of sweet vulnerability, that makes you more sure of yourself than ever before. You’re ready for what comes next- you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you wanna give him your all. You wanna give him every little piece of you, body and heart.

“I love you so much, Binnie.” You say with a smile. He’s so whipped for you that he doesn’t bother to comment on the nickname.

“I love you, and... I know I’m ready. I don’t want to stop tonight, please. I want you to make me yours.” You add.

Subin abandons any reservations about going further the moment the words are out of your mouth, seeing clearly the trust and desire that shines in your eyes. He nods and gently lays you back down, sensing zero fear from you as he slides the sweater off of your body.

He can’t believe how lucky he is. “You’re gorgeous, y/n, fucking gorgeous,” He worships with an awestruck look on his face, wiping away all of your insecurities, “every inch of you is perfect baby.”

And with that, he slides off your skirt, leaving only a thin layer of clothing between your skin and his.

Your hands itch to grab for his belt, but as you begin to reach out, Subin tsks and lightly swats your hands away. “Let me do that y/n. Just relax for me, yeah? Lay there and keep on looking like a fucking angel, that shouldn’t be a problem for you.” He says in a lower voice- you whine when you realize he’s back to being bedroom Subin.

He removes everything in one swift motion, and you fail to hold back the loud gasp at how hard he is. You’ve never really seen a dick before, never wondered about it or thought about it, but seeing Subin’s cock standing decidedly at attention makes you wish you knew more. You can’t stop staring at how intimidating it looks- does it hurt him that it’s so obviously hard? Will you be able to feel the veiny ridges along it as it drags against your walls? Or for that matter... will you even know what to do with yourself when it’s inside you?

Subin hums at your innocent surprise, memorizing the way your head tilts to the side while you study his cock. He comes back into your personal space to run his hands along your sides, giving you no warning before he tugs your panties off and rubs you without any barriers. You whine again, back arching off of the pillows to push your bodies together.

His body pins you against the bed, keeping you right where he wants you- but you have other ideas. Ideas that involve straddling his lap and seeing what would happen if he fucked up into you after you’ve been lying down for so long.

You look up at him with the prettiest pout you can muster. “I wanna... wanna get on top. C-can I please get on top, Subin? Please?” You beg him with stars in your eyes. Subin is so fucking whipped for your dirty request that he allows it, marveling in what a good girl his y/n is. He leads you into another brutal kiss, and you feel the knot reforming itself in your stomach when you break away with a strand of saliva still tethering your lips together. It’d be nothing short of nasty if it wasn’t with him.

“Climb aboard, baby.” He beckons you, and you blush at the mere thought of sinking yourself down on him.

He moves so you’re straddling his lap with his back against the headboard, bare pussy still slick from your orgasm. You grind down on his thigh when his hand makes its way into your hair, wrapping the strands around his fist and tugging just ever-so-slightly, enough to give you a taste of the stinging sensation on your scalp. You gasp, not expecting to like the feeling as much as you do, and it provokes Subin to tug a little harder, eventually drawing out a moan.

“You gonna ride me, princess, or do wanna keep fucking my thigh?” He coaxes. Your blush deepens but you stop rubbing against his leg anyways, not totally coherent when you moan out that yes, you’re gonna ride him.

“I’ll be gentle.” He murmurs suddenly, cupping your face with one hand so he can tenderly gaze at you. You nod and hover over him, bracing yourself for the initial pain you’ve heard every girl has on their first time, and Subin frowns at how your nose scrunches up unhappily.

“Baby, don’t think too hard.” He persuades you to loosen up, knowing you’ll hurt more if you’re tense. “I’ll talk you through every step of the way if you want. You gotta relax for me though, okay? You’ll feel better if you let yourself go. I’m right here, love.” His reassurance is the final push you needed to unclench your muscles, mind going completely empty as you slowly, slowly begin to lower yourself onto him.

And oh fuck did it burn.

You cry out at the uncomfortable sensation, feeling your core stretch to accommodate his length. Subin doesn’t dare move a millimeter, allowing you to have control of your pace since he knows your little body has never done this before, never had to adjust to this. You pause your movement to let yourself get used to the burn for a second when he’s halfway inside, and your nails dig into his shoulders as you hang on for dear life.

“It stings, Subin.” You whine, “Is- is it supposed to sting?”

He shushes you affectionately, kissing your temple. “Shh, angel, I know it hurts. It’ll go away real soon. I promise it will.” He consoles in a soft voice. You nod and continue to sink down, biting your lip to keep from complaining again when he’s fully entered you, the intense burn making you think something’s just snapped inside of you.

Subin stays totally still as you stop again to adjust to the stretch. He oh so desperately wants to buck up into you, wants to drive himself into your pussy that he swears must’ve been made for him; but he restrains himself because he doesn’t want to hurt you, doesn’t want to bring you any kind of pain. So he waits patiently until you start moving.

You move your hips experimentally, whining sharply at the burn but finding that the more you do so, the less it stings. Subin groans lowly when you find a steady, slow pace, lifting yourself up and down- and all at once, the stinging turns into pleasure, an earth-shattering sensation that sets every nerve ending on fire with a delicious heat.

The pain dissipates entirely. Subin sees the change in your expression, your furrowed brows raising and your mouth opening as you let out an airy sigh that carries no hint of discomfort. Your walls suck him in like a wet vice, warm and tight and such a perfect fit that he thinks he could be in danger of cumming first, solely because of how amazing you feel.

“S-Subin,” You call out his name in a breathless moan. “Fuck, Binnie, I feel so- so good.” You sigh again in sheer bliss, and your eyes threaten to roll back into your head.

“How good, y/n?” He asks, making your moans increase rapidly in volume when he begins to meet your hips with slow thrusts of his own. “Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

You babble incoherently as you attempt to describe the otherworldly pleasure that shoots through every inch of your body like a forest fire. “So good, Subin, so full, so much...” You can’t finish your sentence as a particularly deep thrust causes you to cry out once more. “Oh my god, Subin!”

A self-satisfied smirk rests on his lips when he hears you gasping for breath, unable to keep yourself together as he fucks into you at a quicker pace. “That’s it, y/n. I’m gonna give you the best fucking night of your life tonight. You’ve been such a good girl for me, so obedient. Good girls deserve to come, yeah?”

His question is rhetorical but you answer anyways, a strangled yes escaping you when he brings his hand back up to loosely grip your throat. The knot is pulling tighter and tighter inside of you, feeling like a rubber band being stretched out and it’s only a matter of minutes before you break.

Subin could come right then and there when he sees your fucked-out expression as he takes you with his hand on your neck, a steady mantra of his name leaving your mouth over and over. But he’s determined to make you come first- good thing he knows your weaknesses.

“You’re close, baby, I can feel it,” He begins to talk dirty to you once again and prides himself on the way your pussy clenches around him, “I can feel how close you are to losing it, to cumming on my cock. You think you can do that for me, y/n? Will you fall apart on my cock like my good little princess?”

You nod frantically as you chase the high that waits for you, the high Subin is providing with his nasty mouth and his heavenly thrusts. Your hips bounce in an irregular pace as you feel it approaching, a wave of pleasure about to crash over you, about to send you into a state of euphoria.

“Please, Subin, please,” You plead as his hold tightens on your throat, “I- I wanna come on your cock, Binnie, please make me c-come!”

Subin growls at your high pitched begging and sets the pace at a breakneck speed, seconds away from destroying you. “Your wish is my command, princess.” He says hotly.

It takes three more moans of “oh my god” for you to reach your high, officially falling apart when Subin whispers in your ear as he thrusts up into you, “Come for me, y/n.”

And you obey easily, screaming louder than you have all night as you lose yourself in the feeling of spinning out in a haze of pleasure. You’ve never felt anything as fucking good as this- not in a million years.

Subin can’t wait another second before he pulls out quickly, cutting it really close as your orgasm causes him to lose all control and comes over your tummy, covering you in his seed; thankfully, you’re too blissed out to give a damn about the sticky mess, the both of you panting like you’ve just run a marathon as you collapse onto your sides with eyes shut tightly.

You both wind down with your chests heaving, unsure of how many minutes pass by (at least four, but you guess it’s more than that) until Subin turns to face you with a warm grin.

“How was it, princess?” He asks with just the slightest hint of pink on his cheeks.

You smile back at him, your fingers weaving with his and pressing a kiss into his knuckles. “I loved it, Binnie, every bit of it.” You admit softly, your face taking on a glow of sheer happiness that looks so damn sexy on an angel like you. Subin can’t help pulling your head towards his to give you a long, sweet kiss, this one slow and unhurried as you bask in the intimacy of just being together.

“I love you y/n.” He murmurs, and you smile against his lips as you tell him you love him more.

You stay curled up like that for a few moments until Subin remembers what a mess he’s left on your tummy, the pink flush spreading when he moves to get up from the bed. You whine, thinking he’s leaving, but he shushes you and strokes your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“I’m just gonna get you cleaned up, baby, I’ll be right back.” He promises. You let his hand go, eyes sliding shut as you begin to feel exhaustion setting in. He gets up and walks to the bathroom to get a wet rag, still feeling dazed from the wild ride he never expected to happen tonight, and comes back to dab at your stomach. You wiggle at the tickling sensation, laughing quietly when Subin purposefully blows cold air on your skin just to be funny.

He grabs a t-shirt once he’s finished cleaning you up, coaxing your tired body into sitting up for a few seconds so he can tug it on you before letting you flop back down. You lay there on your back, eyes shutting again, and Subin can’t stand how cute and sweet you look all swaddled in his clothes with your cheeks glowing brightly. You’re perfect, he thinks to himself as he slides on some pajama pants, absolutely freaking perfect.

He manages to get you underneath the covers and turns out the light before he slips into bed with you, mesmerized by the steady rise and fall of your chest. He can hardly believe that you’re asleep so quickly; but your little sighs give you away, confirming that you have, indeed, drifted off into dreamland.

Subin smiles to himself and kisses your cheek lovingly as he cradles you in his arms.

“Sleep well, princess.” He whispers softly, “You deserve it.”

𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗵, 2021. 𝗻𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 @𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖿𝖿𝗌; 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒! -𝗸𝘆𝗹𝗮

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t3kandson · 2 years

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Crazy Sasaeng

Word count; 3,438

Fandom; GOT7

Pairing; Reader x Subin (Jinyoung’s Manager) & Reader x Park Jinyoung

Characters; Park Jinyoung, Jinyoung’s Manager Subin, Jackson Wang, Lim Jaebeom (Jay B), Kunpimook Bhuwakul (BamBam), Kim Yugyeom, Mark Tuan and Choi Youngjae

Warnings; angst, Friends with Benefit, Smut, Sex, Stalker behaviour, Sasaeng’s, fighting and arguing.

Notes; as requested and written for @crzy-devil

You laid panting on the bed, Subin collapsing next to you. You laid briefly catching your breath before he rolled into you, his Lips gently pressing against yours before rolling off the bed to make his way to the bathroom.

Subin was your fuck buddy, you had come to Seoul from Daegu with a crazy dream to follow your Favourite idols around. You was an Ahgase and knew your stuff, you got a job at their local coffee shop on the hope they would enter but they always sent staff. You rented a small apartment not far on the hope to see them around. You attended as many shows as you could just to get a closer glimpse. Melting as you watched the magic they performed on stage, Jinyoung’s eyes brushing past his fans, you swore yours had met and your heart thumped in your chest. When you met Subin outside one of their recent venues you had presumed he worked their. His cute features as he handed the coat that slipped from your grasp to the floor, you had told him a friend had dragged you to the concert, hiding your addiction for the crazy seven members.

You had swapped numbers and he made it clear due to his job role that he didn’t have time to commit to a relationship. Your face dropped when he said he was one of the GOT7 managers, Jinyoung’s in Particular. The slight dream of meeting them filled in the ache that he just wanted fun with you.

He came back from the bathroom his towel draped over his neck, his bare body shown to you. “When will I see you next?” you asked smiling at him as you sat yourself up.

He smiled at you, “I don’t know I have a work party to attend to tomorrow so maybe at the end of the week,” he said slipping back into the bed. “What party’s that?” you asked, your hands wandering down towards his hard member, feeling it rise in your hands. “It’s a work one for some corporate evening, boring stuff really,” he said closing his eyes to the feeling. “So you don’t need a plus one then?” you queried hoping he would take you. Your hand pumping around him as he closed his eyes lolling his head back to the sensation. “It’ll be boring you don’t want to attend,” he whispered. “Hey it be good to do more then have just sex, you know hang out,” you said your speed increasing. “Y/N their think we’re dating,” he moaned. “Well tell them I’m just a friend it’s not far from the truth anyway,” you said feeling the precum dripping around your fingers. “I don’t know, you know the guys will be their right,” he said his eyes looking through slits at you. “And you think I would embarrass you,” you said pouting, your hands removing from his member. “Is that what it is, you don’t want to be seen associated with someone like me,” you said looking outside the window towards the sunlight that was pooling through. “Don’t be silly,” he replied, his hands wandering up your thighs, but you ignored him. Your teeth brushing past your bottom lip trying to fight the tears as your mind swirled in self doubt. His fingers brushed to your chin, “your beautiful that’s not it, just the boys can sometimes be too much that’s all,” he said. “You think I’ll go off with them?” You chuckled. “No that’s not it, not that I would care, hey we’ve even shared a girl or two,” he laughed, which earnt a scuffed up face. “Not at the same time,” he laughed at your reaction. “They, like me haven’t got time to date, so sometimes it’s easier for them to date the same girls that I have,” he replied, your eyes widening at his comment. “Whoa I’m not boy idol feed you know,” you said looking in horror earning him a laugh. “I never said you was and that’s not what I was trying to say, just the guys can be fiery balls of energetic chaos who will enjoy ribbing you about, well our friendship,” he said. “And you don’t want to encourage them thinking we’re dating,” you finished for him. He nodded, “do you think I want the same,” you replied. “No offence, your hot and everything but us, this, it’s just fun,” you said. He bit his lip as he thought, his hand finding yours to bring it back to his throbbing member. “Entertain me some more why I ponder of what to buy you to wear then,” he said smirking as you slid your mouth down his member as you did just that, entertain him.

Your palms was sweaty and your heart racing your mind fighting to keep your fan girl emotions closed off. You didn’t want to embarrass Subin but he smirked as you slightly shivered moments before entering the building. Several people walking around the large room, music in the background soothing your anxious heart. Subin’s hand around your side as he gently took you walking towards several corporate looking men in deep conversation. He bowed to them and you followed suit, their conversations rather business like as your mind took in the scenery. The Buffet of food on the right, filled with all kinds of sweet and savoury treats and an indoor BBQ Buffet stand beside. “I told you you would be bored,” he said pulling you aside to tackle the Buffet. “It’s not boring it’s interesting,” you smiled lying, he smirked not convinced at your words.

“Subinnie” a voice threw into the air as Park Jinyoung appeared behind, swinging his arm around Subin’s shoulders, a girl hugging into his hip. Subin gulped which made you feel a little insecure, “Well you already know Aera,” he said winking. Your eyes shot to Subin as he avoided your eye contact. “So Subinnie you brought a girl,” Jay B said appearing at your side with Youngjae. “Yes her name is Y/N and no were not dating,” he said, your eyes swinging to face him with the tone of his statement, clearly making it noted you wasn’t in a relationship. Aera’s smirks met Subin’s eyes and she slyly looked your way making you feel small. “Oh another friend then,” Youngjae said with a wink. You instantly felt your heart drop and wished you kept your mouth shut about attending. As Youngjae and Jay B continued to tease their Band members personal manager, Jinyoung’s eyes washed over yours, sympathetic warm glances earning a smile. Aera spotted the glance and brushed her lips against Jinyoung’s jaw, your jealous hitting more then Subin’s eye contact with her.

Yugyeom hands brushed for contact with yours suddenly making your heart thump, “hey as she’s just your friend you wouldn’t mind if I danced with her,” he said pulling you into his grasp, as he took you to the makeshift dance floor. Both Subin and Jinyoung looking as you was taken away to Yugyeom’s laughter. “You looked like you wanted an escape,” he smiled at you, earning you to smile back. “So Aera?” you questioned as he looped his arms around your back to dance with him. “Oh her,” he scowled, “she floats around I’m sure at Subin’s request,” he said. “I don’t trust her if I’m honest,” he added smiling warmly at you. “But seriously are you just friends?” he asked,“Yes just friends,” you confirmed. “Jinyoung and Aera are they,” you added before he cut you off, “nothing really, she won’t leave him alone he only brought her to shut her up, Youngjae will probably nail her later when he ignores her for too long,” he said, making your eyes widen at how easily these guys was at sharing their woman. “What about you?” you said eyes widening at him. “Hey I’m saving you not trying to rail you myself,” he chuckled. “Not saying your not beautiful, just yeah I’m not into this friends lark nor do I have time to date,” he said as the music got louder, BamBam and Jackson joining you as you danced with these men. Forgetting that these was the idols you had moved your very life to Seoul to be near and had at one time posters of on your wall. Sweat beaded down your neck as you felt faint from the dancing, you decided to get some fresh air making your way to the streets outside.

You leaned your head at the back of the wall when you heard two voices come from the side of the building, you walked closer to hear their conversation. “On here is everything you need to know about them, who’s around them, theirs even some very exclusive photos and videos on their, ones of Jinyoung and Youngjae, well yeah you get my drift,” a voice sneered. “It better be good,” another voice growled. “Look for yourself,” the voice said excitedly as you heard moans of excitement follow your ears. “Theirs notes on everything their, their address, their numbers, everything, you could get a good article on all that,” she said. “Oh this isn’t for the public eye, this is just for my collection.” The voice glided making your stomach turn in disgust. “What are you, a Sasaeng?” She scoffed. “Hey for an extra million won I can even get you a spare key cut to their Dorm. Your need to give me a day or two though ,” she added. The other girl moaning into the air clearly aroused at the idea, “Deal,” she snapped seconds later.

You brushed closer needing to see who these crazy people were, you froze recognising one of them, it was Aera! Your blood boiled, Yugyeom was right he couldn’t trust her. You heard the rustling of money, “It’s all their but hey count ahead,” The voice said as Aera gripped her hands on the large wad of cash. A car beeping made you jump, as Aera waved at them, indicating them to wait. You hid behind the Bin hiding you when they re-entered the street. The Sasaeng watching while Aera greeted the man who had jumped out the car, his grasps cupping her ass as they passionately kissed. Your eyes widening at the display, this woman didn’t just sell the guys out but she was also seeing someone else. The car drove off as the Sasaeng stood by, going through the phone playing what sounded like a sex tape, your blood boiling, her back turned to you.

You followed behind her yanking her hair back so hard the phone flung into the air crashing to the ground smashing. “What the fuck you crazy loon,” you spluttered as she spun to face you, her arms swinging in your direction but your hand caught her. You pushed your head to her forehead, “your a sick bitch,” you said slamming your head against hers, hurting yourself equally in the process. She fell ripping the side of your dress as she pulled you with her before both your hands pulling each other’s hair. “What the fuck,” a voice came from behind, you spun to look up at Mark looking at you concerned. “This girls a crazy ass fan who just brought your secrets, their on that phone there’s even sex tapes, sex tapes taken from Aera,” you spluttered as the girl ran from you both. You ran to the phone she left behind trying to switch it on but the screen was cracked. “I promise you I’m not lying,” you said as mark looked at you silently. “Let’s go find Subin,” he said Holding his hand out to you smiling sweetly.

Everyone’s faces fell as you emerged, you was sure you looked a mess, Subin’s eyes glaring at you approaching. Subin stormed towards you meeting you half way, dragging your arm taking you to the hallway, Mark and Jinyoung following suit.

“What happened Y/N?” he said worried looking at you before his eyes glazed over with angrier ones once realising you had no visible injury’s. “Have you been fighting?” he scoffed. “It’s Aera,” you choked but before you could continue. “What the fuck Y/N is this you getting jealous or something? I knew it was a bad idea bringing you here forgetting we’re just friends. I knew I couldn’t trust you,” he said brushing his hands through his hair, your face dropped at his presumption. “Where’s Aera is she ok?” he said looking to mark who was standing their silently. “She wasn’t fighting with Aera it was some other girl,” Mark said. He looked at you puzzled. “She was a crazy Sasaeng, Aera sold her information, sex tapes, your sex tapes,” you said looking at Jinyoung as he was biting his thumb nail taking in everything. “Says who?” Subin asked, “ I heard Aera and that crazy ass girl say,” you said looking at him as he looked unsure at your words. “You don’t believe me do you?” you cried. “Very hard to, especially when your describing a crazy fan when we know your one of them yourself,” he said barking at you, Tears flowing down your eyes. “What,” you cried. “Did you not think i didn’t notice you at all those concerts, I’m Jinyoung’s manager I know who all the crazy fans are,” he snarled at you. “Or maybe those posters thats hidden in your draw,” he added. “That’s before the fact your eyes lit up when I told you I was a members manager,” he said as tears pricked your eyes. “Yes I was a fan but I would have never have done that and i actually forgot today that these guys was idols,” you cried at his hurtful words. “Come on subinnie,” that’s harsh’ Mark said, his hand on Subin’s shoulders.

With that you turned on your heel walking away. Your wrist pulled back to face Jinyoung, he silently looking your way as he smiled at you softly. “Whats up? having a good look to remember to place me on your Sasaeng list,” you said ripping your wrist from his grip. As you made your way down the hallway, “wait when did I say that,” Jinyoung said behind you. “Y/N I said nothing like that,” he added chasing you further so that he was Now in front of you. Tears dropping down your face as you started sobbing heavier.

Jinyoung grabbed your wrist pulling you into the restroom, he pulled you into his chest as you sobbed into his embrace. His thumb softly rolling over your back, “Sorry I made your Shirt wet,” you said pulling away. He chuckled stroking the bottom of his ears, “You don’t have to say sorry for that,” he said softly. “I’m really not a Sasaeng,” you said. “I know your not, a Sasaeng wouldn’t have destroyed that phone, they would have used it for them selves,” he said smiling at you, “You believe me then?” you gasped. “I think Subin does too, just he sometimes doesn’t think that’s all,” he Said attempting to sooth you from the argument. “I don’t care anymore what he thinks, I’m through with him,” you scoffed looking to the floor, the silence cutting through the atsmophere. “Look thank you for comforting me, I appreciate it but I think it’s time I went home now,” you said, but before you could move he stepped in your way blocking you leaving. “Give me your phone,” he said holding his hand out, “Why?” you asked. “Just do as your told,” he smiled, you handed him your phone as he dialled away making his phone ring. He smiled and gave it to you, “Why would you give me your number though I’m a fan remember,” you said. “Y/N your more then a fan to me,” he smiled, your face fell. “No, no, none of this special friendships, no thanks not doing that again,” you said trying to walk passed him, once again he mirrored your move. “I’m fed up with them too,” he said smiling at you, your eyes lit up. “What do you mean?” you asked, “I like you Y/N, I’ve seen photos of you on Subin’s phone. I’ve liked you since that glimpse and your even more beautiful in person. How about we hang, chill and yeah work towards a relationship,” he smiled. “Like be a girlfriend and boyfriend,” you gasped. “Yes Y/N eventually yes,” he said as his hands covered his face as he looked to the floor all shy. You took his hands away cupping his face, “Yes sounds good,” you said kissing his cheek, which went pink as he blushed.

Before you could take a step back, he moved close to you, his hands at the back of your head as his lips attacked yours. Your lips sliding together as you got lost to the kiss, his hands brushing down your back. Your kisses passionate as he pushed you into the cubical, locking the toilet door behind him. His hands finding their way under your dress as his other hand finding their way up towards your thighs, his hands pulling your breast free from your bra and dress, his mouth taking your nipple as his fingers attacked your clothed heat. “Oh your so wet beautiful,” he hummed around your nipple as his fingers found their way beneath your pants, swirling around your nub. The feeling so intense that you threw your head back moaning at the touch. Your hands found his bulge as you palmed the hardening clothed member. “I so want you right now,” you whispered. “What really?” he gasped removing his mouth from your nipple and his hands from your heat, leaving it throbbing at the lack of contact. He looked at you speechless and you panicked feeling you took things too far. “It’s ok if you don’t,” you said sheepish, “It’s not that,” he said going a dusty shade of pink. “Just I have nothing on me, this isn’t my usual thing,” he added. “Oh,” you said blushing. “Don’t think getting you knocked up should be in our plan,” he chuckled. “Oh well I’m on the pill,” you said shyly before opening your purse to show him your contraception earning a smile. “But it’s ok we’ve just met,” you smiled trying to give him his reason to escape. However, his lips returned back to you much needier, your teeth and tongues clashing as he unzipped his cock, letting it spring as he smiled seductively at you. Your hand pumping him feeling the precum stick to your fingers as you glossed it over his shaft. You pulled your pants down letting them fall to the floor as he looped one of your legs round his waist. He positioned his member at your entrance pushing the tip in slightly, his lips returning to yours more slower and gentler as he slowly eased himself into you with each thrust. When he was fully in, his speed increasing as he held his hand over your mouth to stifle the moans leaving your lips.

It was then someone entered the restroom, he blushed as he put his face in the crook of your neck quietly panting. “Where did he go?” you heard Jackson. “Mark said he went after subinnie’s lady,” Bambam replied. “Their just friends,” Jackson said before he suddenly heard them chuckle. “Yeah sure they are,” Bambam giggled as Jinyoung’s eyes widened as he looked at you, fingers on his lips. Your walls clenching around him making his head loll backwards. “Well let’s hope they having a banging time where ever they are,” Bambam giggled as they left the restroom.

“Fuck,” Jinyoung said blushing, you couldn’t help but laugh despite blushing yourself, your walls tightening around his shaft as you did. He refocused his glances at you, eyes glazed over as he started thrusting in you again, his speed a little more inpatient. His member hitting your sweet spot earning a moan, this time as you had been caught you didn’t calm the moans. “I’m about to cum,” you cried out as your core built, warmth spreading up your body as a orgasm threatened. “Then cum for me,” he said as his fingers found your nub causing you to fall off the edge. His own orgasm followed after you spasmed around him, his lips returning back to yours as your leg slipped back down as his member removed itself from your core. “Your mine Y/N,” he whispered as he helped you fix yourself up.

You emerged from the restroom hands laced facing a smirking Bambam and Jackson but in the middle between them you found the hurt face of Subin.

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#got7 #got7 smut #park jinyoung #choi youngjae #kim yugyeom #lim jaebeom #mark tuan #bambam #jackson wang

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love-hatred-stuff · 3 years

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Just a dream } Lim Sejun [victon]

genre: yandere, mild smut, fluff (,angst?)

warning(s): mentions of killing & stalking, suggestive!, mentions of other idols (subin&byungchan)

word count: about 3.3k

note: If u feel uncomfortable with any of the warnings above, feel free to skip! I will probably do more parts :)

I'm not that good in writing smut but I wanted it to be not too dirty, like there's sexual tension but everything is on a comfortable level

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Third person's POV

at school

Lim Sejun was your best friend, along with his stepbrother Jung Subin. You actually met Sejun through Subin.

At first only Subin was your classmate since 5th grade and you too eventually became really close. And later on, about two years, Sejun joined you because he moved here, when his Mom wanted to marry your other friends Dad.

You never never had romantic feelings for Subin, you just loved him as a friend.

But his stepbrother was something different. It wasn't like you had a crush on him, he just made you so nervous all the time.

You didn't show it, but inside you always slightly get butterflies everytime he stares at you or uses his deep voice to convince you to something.

Not to mention his looks, but he could do many things that made him get most girls attention. Though he never cared about girls except for you.

He was a rather cold person, kept most things to himself and didn't laugh very often. But when he did, it always made you happy aswell.

It was mostly you that made him giggle or smile but you never questioned it.

You were just grateful to have them as your friends. Even though the brothers fought like literally almost all the time.

But what you noticed is that Sejun was very protective over you. What you didn't know was caused by the obsession he had over you.

In the Beginning it was only a little crushing, adoring you secretly. This soon turned into serious, strong feelings, and desire that he kept inside and eventually real love.

Of course you obviously didn't know about his "little" possession, but you were everything to him and nothing would steal you from him.

Anyone that touched you inappropriately, wasn't blessed to live a long life. And he made sure of that. The killing wasn't a big deal for him, as long as you were safe it didn't matter.

School was long over, but you and Sejun were still sitting in the library to do homework and explain math to Subin when he had problems, which was like constantly.

"God, Subin! I explained this to you like a hundred times. It's Sejun's turn now, he is even smarter than me." You groaned at your friends intolerance.

You desperately looked at the dark haired boy, who sat on a chair and concentratedly wrote something on a paper.

When he was just giving you a look with a frown you sighed.

"Help your brother for gods sake! I can't do this anymore. I finished anyways, I could just go if I wanted to." You complained in a whiny manner.

Sejun still looked at you and than shortly at Subin. He shook his head.

"I'm not helping him. He has to learn himself. And he's just my stepbrother. Not my problem." He shrugged and turned to his paper.

Subin just looked absolutely cluelessly at the many numbers and even letters.

"Please Sejun! Your Mom told me to help him. She will think I'm dumb as well!" You continued, to stubborn to give up first.

"Hey!" Subin faked a hurtful look, laying his hand on his heart.

"Sorry, Binnie. But I won't explain this to you again." You touched his shoulder, smiling exclusively.

Now Sejun also noticed the contact between you too and made a noise to seperate you again and get your attention.

Your head turned to him, hoping he changed his mind.

But he just saw one thing at this moment; your thigh that was exposed because of the skirt that had slipped up 'til the beginning of you lace slip.

His eyes fixated on your beautiful legs and his mind went wild automatically. He was aroused immediately, imagining he was the one who could take it off of you.

You didn't bother to look down, where he was looking. You were just thinking he zoned out for a moment at waved your hand on front of his iced eyes.

"Sejun? Are you okay?" You wondered.

When he came back to reality he noticed how tight his jeans felt so suddenly. But managed to look up at you finally.

"Huh? Oh, yes. I will only explain this once to him, and I wanna get a treat." He wanted to compromise.

You waited a moment to process and decide if you wanted to compromise.

"Okay. What do want as your treat?" You asked innocently.

Sejun thought. How could he indirectly say that he wanted to be alone with you?

"You will go with me studiying tomorrow, after school." He grinned, secretly so excited to have you to himself for some hours.

Your eyes widened. Another study session?

"Fine, but why so obsessed with studiying? School's not everything, Junnie." You told him.

He stayed silent. If you knew what I want to do to you right now, Y/N. He thought, very aware of his bulge, growing even harder. But he couldn't do anything about it, he had to hide under the table until it would hopefully disappear.

After about half an hour, he had made everything clear for Subin. Well, supposedly. And the three of you went home.

Subin couldn't hold a moan back as he touched his boner through his black jeans. He hadn't been able to hold back the dirty thoughts of you telling him that you wanted him as much as he did. And now that he was finally home, he could release some of his inholded sexual sounds. He rarely listened to anyone but gladly would accept you as his domme.

He just loved you so much, of course he was craving for your touch. You were his only weakness at this point.

•••

the next day

You could walk to school because your house wasn't that far away. You didn't know that Sejun was always behind you, to make sure you came home safe and to enjoy your pretty features a little longer.

When you arrived and waited for you two only friends and greeted Subin happily with hug and a minute later Sejun with a sweet "Hey." Because you knew he didn't really enjoy skinship.

He greeted back politely. And thought about how pretty you looked again, although he saw you everyday in the same school uniform.

He secretly hated that the girls had to wear skirts in school. So he gave every boy who dared to look at you a second too long a warning glare to fuck off. And if they wouldn't hear, he would made sure they would never look at you again.

It was normal for him, he would keep you forever. And no one would destroy his plan.

School had ended fast and you bid your goodbyes to Subin and went to the library.

You sat down next to each other and your knees would touch every now and then, making Sejun wanting to already moan your name out loud, by just this simple touch.

One hour had passed and you slowly got bored, as you were just too done to concentrate on school stuff any longer.

"Sejun~" You whined, tucking on his blazer.

Holy fuck. He thought. I want you to whine my name like this again.

He tried to not look much affected and hummed as a response to you.

"I'm bored. I don't wanna study anymore. Let's just do something different, yes?" You tried to convince him with puppy eyes.

"What can we do?" He asked quietly, unsure if he would maybe be alowed to touch you a little.

"Kiss?" You said, leaning forward.

It wasn't really your intention but he could see some of your cleavage in this position. He told himself to keep control.

You laughed sweetly. He was so cute when he blushed.

You were just joking. But didn't know he was actually craving for the touch of your lips, just once. Once would be enough and he would be the luckiest man alive.

Now you frowned, he still wasn't looking away from your lips.

"Sejun, I was just jo-" You couldn't finish.

His hands snaked around your waist to sit you on his lap in a fast motion, disrupting you.

Him touching you in this way, affected you more than you wanted to admit.

"What are you doing?" You whispered.

Your butt sat on his thighs, your feet touched the ground. And your faces weren't that far away from each other either.

"I thought you were bored." His raspy voice made you feel the familiar butterflies in your stomach.

"Yeah, but what do want now?" You still whispered, so exited for his next move.

He grabbed your hips with more force, to shove you even further to his face.

A groan escaped his throat at the sudden friction he felt of your core grinding on his.

"You don't wanna know what I want to do to you Y/N."

He let his finger slide over your lower lip.

Why was he so changed all out of the blue?

He had waited for years to feel you right there where you sat on in this moment.

"Do you want me to stay still or move?" You asked as you were ready to risk it all.

You were feeling so out of this world, like someone would have drugged you. But you liked it, yeah, you enjoyed it.

"It's your choice, kitten. But be aware that if you cross a certain line I won't be able told back and take you right here, right now." He warned you in a husky voice, while breathing in all of your body right in his hands.

You let out a whiny moan at his dirty talking. You were kinda ready to get to his limits.

"It's okay, just tell me when I have to stop." You breathed out, against his neck.

As he felt your hot breath hit his exposed skin and at the same time, your hips moving into his he fekt like in heaven.

"Y/N~ah." He moaned out and threw his head back.

He felt like he would come right on the spot.

Between your movements you also let out hitched breaths at the immense pleasure your where giving and receiving, although you both still where having all your clothes on. But you forgot about that long ago.

Your bodys where still rocking together as he was watching all of your little expressions that showed on your face.

Though, at some point when you begin to settle kisses on his neck, jaw and cheeks, he couldn't hold himself back any longer and wanted to warn you again so it wouldn't escalate.

"Y/N, Y/N-ah, stop, it's too much!" He almost cried out for you.

You obeyed and stopped, panting a little.

"It's okay." You stroke his cheek. "We can continue this another time, Junnie." You promised.

His eyes flashed with exitement, as he struggled to come down from this so unreal seeming experience with you.

"I- I will just finish this work sheet. I have to calm down." Sejun told me as he got his ability to talk back.

He never thought, he would be able to find the confidence and touch you like this.

And you even agreed!

It was like a dream.

•••

Well, maybe it really was.

Sejun's POV

"Junnie, wake up!" Y/N shook me gently.

I was suddenly torned from my deep sleep. I breathed out and groaned.

I had dreamed everything?!

I felt so disappointed. I wished it would have happened in reality, it was the most pleasureable thing I had ever experienced in my life.

And it came out as just another wet dream of mine.

At this moment I told myself to be more confident and don't behave like a creep that hated skinship.

I had to be more cool with it, orherwise I would never get what I was craving for desperately.

"Are you okay, Sejun-ah?" She looked at me a bit worried as I still wasn't reacting at all.

But her voice finally brought me back to reality.

"No Y/N, I'm not okay." I answered.

"What is it?" She wondered.

I struggled to come up with an excuse, so I decided to be honest with her.

"You and me, we were here in the library and-"

"Oh, that? You weren't dreaming, Junnie. It happened."

I widened my eyes. It wasn't a dream? I blushed.

"But why did I fell asleep then?" I wanted to know, since it all didn't really made sense.

"You wanted to finish your paper to calm down. Well, it worked, you fell asleep." She explained

Suddenly I remembered. I had never dreamed. It had happened in real life.

Maybe I should consider sleeping more instead of watching her. I thought to myself, it was unacceptable to fall asleep during spending time with her.

•••

Third person's POV

You were sitting in the cafeteria of your Highschool, talking to your two guy friends.

It was a day like every other and everything was normal, except for Sejun's behaviour.

He was getting more confident in touching you but immediately blushed when he noticed that you were looking at him with a concerned face.

It was not like you lost interest or anything, you were still reacting to his teasing as intense as before. But you didn't thought he would want the two of you to keep doing these things.

Everything began two days ago in the library. He was getting more and more crazy for you each second.

Right in the moment he was secretly watching you talking to his stepbrother.

You were pure beauty in his eyes and he couldn't stop looking at your soft features and feminine body.

How you used your whole body while demonstrating something to Subin was something Sejun found absolutely adorable.

Every now and then you also glanced at him so he had to act like he wouldn't been staring at you the whole break long and mostly just nodded when you asked for his opinion or just wanted to include him in the conversation.

Sejun almost forgot to eat while being so busy admiring you.

When the bell rang for third period all the students stood up and he noticed that he wasn't the only one who didn't eat most of his food.

"Y/N you only ate your salad." Sejun walked next to you and pointed at your still full tablet with his finger.

You both were walking the same direction to put your tablets away and turn to your class after.

"Oh yeah, I'm not that hungry." You tried to explain.

But the actual reason was something else. You couldn't ignore Sejun's attentive look on you the whole time. You tried your best to ignore this weird feeling in you stomach but it was difficult when you knew that you had to endure that until you would be home.

"But you need to eat, to have enough energy for class." He pointed out while you made your way to the classroom.

Even if all his actions were meant to be innocent without any dirty intentions, it was hard for you to forget how you were sitting directly on his hard boner and could hear these pornografic sounds coming out of his mouth.

You liked how he had reacted to you in some way. Because no one ever had made you feel so wanted like he did that evening.

And you really gave your best to delete it from your memory but you just couldn't when you saw him every single day and felt how tensed he sometimes was. It reminded you of the Sejun that had called you Kitten.

You noticed you hadn't answered him yet and snapped out of your wild thoughts.

"Yes, I know but I have enough energy left. I promise, Junnie." You assured as you two arrived at the right room.

He just gave you a worried look and settled down on his seat like you did.

The three of you weren't directly seated next to each other but close, so the boys could still have an eye on you.

The teacher came in as well and the lesson began soon after.

Byungchan was sitting next to you since a few days, but you have no problem with that because he's very nice. Sometimes he would try to flirt with you and you would just act like you wouldn't know what he was doing.

He was also very handsome and popular at your school, though that hadn't had any affect on you. You just cared about the work you had to do together, nothing else.

Although... you do blushed when he made you a compliment, simply because you found it charming and sweet of him to care about how you looked.

What you didn't know was that Sejun was on the verge of killing him every single day since he sits next to you.

He even asked himself how to quickly and inconspicuously as possible have this done. So he would get rid of him finally.

He was so angry inside but told himself to keep his control awhile longer. You shouldn't suffer under his death too much so Sejun wanted to wait a little longer and threathen Byungchan first, to better stop flirting with you or else he had to be killed.

After a while the class was dismissed and for you, school had ended already. You completely had missed the time and were happy to be able to leave the school building already.

You packed your stuff and didn't even notice that Sejun was standing in front of you.

While he waited he stared down at you until he finally spoke up.

"Hey, Y/N. Do want to go eat ice-cream and hang out a bit maybe?" He asked as he restlessly scratched his neck.

You looked up, surprised to hear his voice instead of Subin's.

"Umm yeah, sure. But where's Subin?" You wanted to know, furrowing your brows and scanning the room to find you other friend.

"He had to leave early today. Mom told him to do his homework once in a lifetime." Sejun's monotonous voice was back and he was a little sad that you wanted to have Subin with you so badly.

You chuckled and put on your blazer and then your backpack, before you nodded at him to move on.

All students had left the classroom already so you were alone.

He started to shiver instead of leaving the room as he knew that he had to speak about what had happened between you two.

"Y/N.. I think we maybe need to talk." His shy self was back again.

"About what?" You asked, as you were wondering if he really would mention the incident again.

"About that day.. when you and I.." He wasn't able to finish his sentence, he was too insecure.

She probably doesn't want me to touch her anyways. Sejun thought and closed his eyes in brief.

"It's okay, Sejun-ah. We can just forget about it if you want." You patted his shoulder as you weren't really sure what to say or do.

"That's not it, Y/N. I want your permission to my touch. I want to be closer to you and not make you uncomfortable." The black haired boy looked to the ground, expecting you to be grossed out.

"You have my permission Sejun-ah, it's okay with me if you touch me more. I like it because I always enjoy your company. You have to know that, alright?" You gave him a warm smile when he finally found the courage to look at you.

He kept quite and nodded before leaving school with you.

He couldn't say it, but he deeply wanted to hold your hand.

You thought and felt the same so you just took the first step and interwined your hand with his.

You didn't expect this to be more than a close friendship but you enjoyed it anyways. As he always made you feel so safe and loved.

And Sejun was feeling like he just got everything he wanted in a matter of seconds. He would protect you, not caring about the rest of the world.

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I edited the story cover by myself but the pictures are not mine (so is the gif), credits to the owners :)

#victon sejun #kpop imagines #victon imagines #sejun smut #yandere #high school au #kpop smut

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ellinights · 3 years

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Jung Subin: Never That Hard (M)

genre/warning!: suggestive (M), dom!reader, sub!subin, idol!reader, neutral reader

based from the bulleted scenario “victon reaction to idol!reader doing a sexy/dark concept (slight M)”

to compensate the lack of me being here, take this subin fic as an apology present from me. this is a long one, i hope this would be enough for y’all to forgive me T-T

those hips, the curves, that smirk. intoxicating, seductive, addicting.

for many years subin has been with you, in secret, he has never seen you snapped that hard.

he was understanding, that having a job where you have to dance and sing in front of a public audience, you needed to go big or go home. he did not mind the fact that the usual bright concepts your group usually goes for needed a change. he agreed with that thought too. but he never thought you were going that hard.

sitting in front of the television in the middle of the space you both shared, pressing his thighs closely together to get most of his needs away. the bulge starting to form against the thin fabric of his lower garment, while his bottom lip has gotten red due to how much he is nibbling it to suppress his sounds despite being alone at home. his eyes never left the screen, fully drawn into you and your appealing stage presence.

how? how could your hips affect me so much, why do you have to nibble your lip during the performance? what were you trying to do to me? he thought.

but now those thoughts were long gone, his mind was more onto the present as he was laying on the shared bed, beneath your figure. his shirt was rolled up to his neck, exposing his lean stomach with the tent against his lower garment grew even bigger. you leaned over to his extremely flushed face, already feeling the warmth emitting out from his skin and cupped his right cheek.

“aw baby, you don’t need to deny though. your cheeks are showing otherwise. you look so red, just like how you look every time after i am done pleasuring you. needy baby.” you mocked, as he was lying to your question minutes before on as you asked why was he such in a panic state when you came home.

earlier on, after hearing the front door open widely, his pretty pair of eyes widen up in surprise, before his hand fumbled to grab the remote and quickly turned off the television. to your surprise, he was fully avoiding you in all cost. it was not the usual baby-clingy subin you used to see after work.

then you knew something was up. and after cracking your head, it started to make sense why he was like that. you know him all too well, he could not hide anything from you, he watched it.

your hand from his cheek trailed down to caress his warm neck, thumbing his well-structured collarbone then to his chest. the soft yet heated touches were accompanied with your lips pressed against his skin that you managed to touch. your hand started to rub his chest while trying to stimulate his perked up buds, lips now busying itself on sucking the male’s skin. the noises from his sinful pair of lips weren’t stopping either, they were getting louder followed by the sounds of his heavy pants.

“mhm.. y/n please..” he spoke out for the first time since after you came home, sounding his breathless as his chest was heaving up and down uncontrollably. your soft tiers tore away from his neck as you raised a brow at him. your face looked amused, and he could only let out a weak whine at his defense.

“please what? help your neediness just because you got horny after watching my performance? hm?” you hummed out questionably, and another short kitten-like whine escaped past his dry lips. as much to his embarrassment of getting teased, he still went along with it since you were only speaking the truth. subin then obediently nodded as response, but you were dissatisfied. you wanted to hear it from your boy so you shifted back your head up to his face, millimeters apart.

“say it baby, or else i won’t do anything on you, especially your little friend down there hm?”. you insisted, and that managed to make subin yelp before he tried his best to beg with his eyes, all glossy and seemingly looked liked they were under a spell for you. he seemed to put some thought at his words, before he quietly spoken out in a raspy tone.

“mhm.. please..? use and ruin me please..? my owner..”

man, that nickname made all ends loose

the control you seemed to have earlier on, just to tease him was gone, as if they were like sand and they slipped right off from your grasp. the slender fore and middle finger of yours hooked against the waistband of his trousers and tucked them down in one go. now, it revealed the hard shaft now laying flat against, clear transparent liquid trailing out from his slit to stain his stomach. he gasped purposely at the sight of the mess on his stomach, before you swiped your forefinger on the skin at his tummy. the touch made subin shivered visibly. cute, you thought.

“this baby made a slight mess on his tummy hm? you’ll have to clean it up before i start playing with you or do you want your owner to clean you up?” the clear liquid coated your fingers nicely, as you directed them to his lips while pressing them with your digits so his mouth opens up. subin took your fingers gently, lapping his tongue messily all over your digits with his eyes fluttered shut prettily. in the meantime, your other free hand travelled down to curl around his hard length, teasing his slit.

now that made him part his lips away from your fingers, letting out the most sensual but adorable soft moan. those sounds from him were always the usual but they always sends electrical impulses down your spine. he sounds cute yet lewd, you can’t resist him at the point

with his arms now circled around your neck, subin’s pouty lips then naturally met with yours, as he pulled you down for a messy, hot open mouth kiss due to his yearn to feel you. yours and his tongue were everywhere, lapping against each other’s as the sounds of friction both lips colliding desperately were heard in the room

“let’s start ruining you hm? till you loose count on how many times you cum for me.” you added, as you leaned away from his now wet, slight red lips. panting, a weak whimper was let out from subin while he nodded eagerly.

“make me cum till i cant anymore, my owner..”

i am planning on doing a part two for this since i dont feel like ending it here hehe. tell me if you guys would like that! here is my compensation for my absence. hope you guys enjoyed a baby subin here as much as i do. requests now are finally OPEN again. i will see yall on the next work of mine. till then!

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babysubinnie · 4 years

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movie night // jung subin

🧚🏻‍♂️ pairing: jung subin x reader 🧚🏻‍♂️ genre: fluff 🧚🏻‍♂️ warnings: mention of killing, hardcore flirting of subin and y/n, just the normal, victon teasing subin 🧚🏻‍♂️ summary: watching a movie with the boys is fun but not when seungwoo is making you sit away from subin. then you get a text, from an unknown number, and sejun sees it.

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“hey!” i walked into the house where all the boys were doing their own thing so i walked into subin’s room, seeing that he was giggling while hiding under his blanket. i smiled sitting on the bed tugging lightly on the blanket to try to get him to let go of the blanket.

"you're so annoying." i pulled even harder but he held the blanket tighter so I wouldn't be able to pull it off his head. i rolled my eyes scoffing then walked towards the door but turned around to tease him.

"i'm leaving now. if you don’t get out of bed, i’m going to leave you alone." i tried containing my smile as i turned my head to the side to talk. i walked loudly towards the door and subin jumped out of bed hugging me from the back giggling.

"you're lucky you're so cute." i rolled my eyes and turned around to put my arms around his neck. i was on my tippy toes, so he put his arms around my waist, and lifted me up so i could kiss him. he walked outside where the rest of the boys were, with his hands still around my waist.

we walked out to see that all the boys were sitting on the couch waiting for the two of us. they were all cuddled up against each other smiling while they chose a movie to watch. it was the cutest thing i could ever see.

"our subin is growing up so fast with his girlfriend." the boys on the couch all started teasing subin laughing while i rolled my eyes when he started pouting. he then started whining that they were bullying him. i put my hands around his waist placing a peck to his cheek. seungwoo stood up and started to tease subin even more.

"don't kiss her around the house we told you this already subin.” seungwoo shook his head grabbing my hand to pull me away from subin. i whined pouting then ran back to subin putting my hand around his shoulder snuggling my head into his neck giggling. seungsik came up behind seungwoo rolling his eyes laughing at how cute subin was.

"i'm sorry hyung." he laughed then proceeded to kiss my cheek. seungsik grabbed subin's wrist pulling him to sit in the spot he was sitting in before. seungwoo grabbed my wrist pulling me away from subin sitting me down next to sejun.

"but i want to sit next to subin." i pouted before leaning on sejun’s shoulder then put my arms around his arm before he looked down at me smiling. the movie that they chose was already one hour in. near the end of the movie, i got a text from an unknown number.

"you're not going to last long y/n. i will make sure of it. you're going to die in my hands."

"y/n?" sejun was waving his hand in front of my face catching me off guard. all i could do was to just smile and pretend nothing was wrong. that was until he did notice. he snatched my phone out of my hands reading the text.

"follow me and don't say a word. if subin hears you, he'll start cryin-" i glared at sejun, getting a puppy look from subin. sejun nodded then stood up holding out his hand to grab my hand. i pulled my phone out of his hand then grabbed his hand.

we started walking out slowly, trying not getting noticed by anyone. i dragged sejun to my room looking down at the floor playing with the edge of my phone case nervously.

"what the hell is going on?" he started shouting at me and i told him to lower his voice or someone would notice that something was wrong. i didn’t need anyone else to know about this, it just so happened that he caught the text.

"lim sejun!" i shouted back at him rolling my eyes because seriously, if anyone else found out about this, it’s going to all go to hell. then all the older members came in. seungsik, seungwoo and chan.

"just- fuck." i rolled my eyes when all of them walked in and i tried to delete the message before they walked in but sejun caught me. there's a reason why these boys took care of me, no matter how much i could try to take care of them, they could always take better care of me. sejun handed the phone to seungsik and i scoffed rolling my eyes. he read the text and his fist tightened. they were protective, could you tell?

“explain everything. now.”

"i don't know okay? all I know is that hanse knew it before me. he told me about it yesterday. i told him that it wasn't going to happen, that I could protect myself." i whispered under my breath but clearly not quiet enough. they all chuckled rolling their eyes.

"y/n, we all know that you need us to protect you." seungwoo laughed sitting down on the chair behind me. i sat down on my bed facing seungwoo, pouting while all of them laughed.

"y/n.." chan walked over to me sitting on the bed next to me. he smiled softly putting his hand on my head which then moved down to my cheek. i looked up at him before biting my lip nervous to what he was going to say. he turned me fully to look at him before putting his other hand on my other cheek.

"we will do anything to protect you. nothing and no one is going to hurt you. not as long as we’re here."

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junquisite · 4 years

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Victon as Vampires 7

WARNING : Mature content, Slight sexual, Blood drinking.

Seungsik rang the bell once. No response. Twice and no response. He was considering breaking the door when the door opened to reveal a slightly wide eyed Saeri staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"What's wrong byungchannie?"

"It's Saeri."

"What happened to her?" Seungsik asked as he started packing his bag and picked out a paper to write a note.

"There were these girls who had been picking on her for a while. I saw them a couple of times and I asked her but she said she could handle it but hyung! Today there was this huge blood stain on the ground and it smelled like her and someone said they saw someone falling and I think it's her but I'm scared to check on her."

Byungchan said all that In a breath and Seungsik rubbed his forehead.

"she wasn't there but her blood was?" He asked and Byungchan frantically agreed.

"Okay she must have gone home. Why didn't you check on her?"

"I was scared hyung. We saw how Hanse even lost control when he was one of the strongest. What if I do too?" Byungchan said and Seungsik could sense the pout he probably had on.

"I'll go."

"You fell down the building..?" He asked, trailing off at the end when he saw no visible signs of any injury on her.

"How did you know?" She asked as she gave him way to get inside and he saw her limping slightly.

"Byungchan told me. Someone saw it. We can get those girls suspended or worse, in jail."

"Won't we need to show my injuries?" She asked as she picked her shirt up to show him an almost healed injury and he sighed.

"I can get you a few weeks off though." He said and she giggled and nodded.

"Did you drink blood? You should. It'll help with the healing. Do you have any blood bags?" He bombarded her with questions and she snickered.

"I have two." She answered and he turned around.

"I'll get you a medical prescription for leave and bring you some blood bags." And within a blink, he was gone.

He came back and tried the doorknob to find it open.

"You should close your door." He muttered and heard her giggle.

"I'm not human, remember?" She asked and he scowled at her.

"Where were your supernatural power when they pushed you down the building roof?" He shot back and he saw her putting the empty blood bag in the trashcan.

"Who said they pushed me?" She asked and there was a glint in her eyes that said something entirely different actually took place.

"What happened?" He asked as he took a seat on the couch and she joined him, the limp not there anymore.

"They were bullying me for spending so much time with Byungchan. Didn't knew he was that popular but I can see why. They took me there and threatened me to push me off the edge so to mess with them and traumatize them, I fell down. They were so freaked out. I enjoyed it too much." She ended it with glee and he rolled his eyes at her.

"At the cost of breaking your bones?"

She shrugged. "I'll be perfectly fine in a few minutes. But they won't be." She said and he smiled at her antics.

"Here" she said as she passed him a glass of blood, mixed in red wine and he raised an eyebrow at her.

"Subin told me you liked it like that. Expensive taste, I must say." She said he picked it up.

"Not expensive wine, I see." he commented and she pouted.

"I'm a broke university kid. Spare me." And he laughed at her.

"Won't you get drunk?" he asked her as she drank her glass in one gulp.

"not really. I'm like you guys in that matter. I can't get drunk unless I drink someone's blood who's drunk. It's annoying." she said and scowled which made Seungsik laugh. She was cute, he had to give her that.

"Still at least eat something with it."

He insisted and she groaned as she got up. "I'm sure i must have something" she mumbled as she raked her refrigerator and he made a mental note to do grocery shopping for her.

"Lemme fry some chicken." she said as she struggled to open the pack. "You're a halfling. Use your strength." he muttered from the couch and she glared at him. Finally opening it, she picked a knife to cut it into pieces when a loud noise resounded in the apartment from outside and in a fright, she accidently cut her finger slightly.

she cursed when she turned to go to the tap to clean her wound when another pair of hands grasped her hand. she looked up to see a Seungsik very focused on that small cut, his pupils dilated, canines peeking out while he stared at her finger in a daze.

"Seungsik?" She asked and when he didn't look up at her, slight fear crawling in.

"Seungsik?" She asked again, trying to pull her hand away from him but his grip only tightened.

Saeri was slightly freaking out now.

At no point had she considered being stuck in this situation and Seungsik was supposed to be the oldest one who hadn't lost control in decades. He shouldn't be acting like this!

"You're hurting me Seungsik." She tried, hoping it'll get the point across but a slight growl came out of him as he leaned slowly towards her hand and licked at the blood.

A shudder passed her when he moaned lowly after tasting her blood and then he was quick to look at her face, eyes focused but on her neck as he backed her up to the counter.

"Seungsik-ah" she said as she felt herself willing to give in to him as her back hit the kitchen counter and he stopped, as if gaining slight sense and took a step back.

"Saeri..I-"

"Come here." She said as she hooked a finger in his belt and pulled him closer, the intimacy attacking him with her smell as he groaned, hands tightly gripping her waist.

"You need to tell me to stop right now." He said as he saw her eyes staring at him.

"No."

That was all it took for Seungsik to crowd her against the counter, one hand tightly gripping her waist as the other gripped the back of her neck and without any warning, he sank his fangs in her neck. The exact opposite side from where Sejun did a few days ago, mark already long gone.

It was better than anything he had ever had. Yes he was used to blood bags now but nothing could surpass the taste of fresh blood and its power and mix it with the extremely almost aphrodisiac smell of her's and even the strongest of Vampire would lose his control, Seungsik was an example.

He pushed his leg between her legs when he heard her moan, felt her gripping his hair and shoulder and muttering a constant chant of his name which made him push his leg harder against her.

It did what he wanted to see, she gasped loudly and the smell of arousal mixed with her blood was making him go crazy.

Crazy enough to keep on drinking even when he felt full.

Even when he knew the point he should stop at.

Even when he heard her telling him to stop.

Even when he felt her heartbeat slow down to normal pace, and then to even slower.

When he heard her whimper his name and it sounded too weak did he realised what he had done and he pushed himself off her, watching her as she grabbed the edge of the counter and cursed loudly, hissing when she touched the mark he left.

"I'm sorry.." was all he could stutter out.

He didn't meant to drink more than he should. He really didn't.

But he couldn't stop.

A couple minutes passed and she stumbled to the refrigerator, him about to catch her when she was going to fall but she caught the counter again.

She pulled out one of the blood bags he had brought over and unceremoniously drank it straight from the bag, finishing it in one go and leaning slightly on the counter after it.

"I feel dizzy." She finally said, looking up at him and his still dazed face as he continued to stare at her neck.

Consciously, she tried to cover the mark with her hand and looked away, feeling the little bit of blood she had in herself rushing to her face.

In a split second, a hand was pulling her hand away from her neck and the same hand was on her face then.

"I didn't knew you could blush." He finally said, feeling the warmth under his hand as she flushed even more at that.

"Only sometimes." She muttered, looking down at the floor.

"You should drink one more blood bag." He finally said and she nodded, picking out one more when he spoke again.

"Do it slowly. Don't rush."

As she took the first sip, she felt his hands snake in around her waist, face hiding in her neck near his bite and when she felt soft lips pressing just above the bite, she whimpered.

"Please no more." She whispered and he pulled back to place a kiss on her forehead.

"No more. I promise. Let me just stay close to you." He said and she agreed, going back to her blood bag as he pressed small kisses near the bite, every now and then coming up to her jaw and nosing till her collarbones.

she felt him getting bolder, his hands coming up to unbutton the top two buttons of her shirt and then going back to her waist, slipping inside the shirt and she couldn't hold back the shivers from the cold hands.

His kisses went further down with every passing second and she was holding her breath, waiting for his next move when he went back to kissing her neck and she let the breath go.

She gasped loudly after that when she felt his hand quickly unbuttoning her pants, hands sneaking inside as she whimpered, closing her thighs automatically and he whispered to her, "I'm sorry to cause such a mess to you. The least I could do is get you off."

She was about to protest until she felt his hand slipping inside her panties and he inserted one finger inside her and all she could do was whimper.

This was nothing like what she felt with Sejun. He had pulled away too quickly because everyone had come but Seungsik, Seungsik had gone over and beyond and left her dizzy, even if it was because of lack of blood. When he had pushed his leg between her legs, it took all of her willpower not to grind down on him but now he had his finger inside her and he was whispering the filthiest things in her ear and all she could do was whimper and beg for more.

She needed her release.

The blood bag was long forgotten, now on the floor with him pushing her to the counter, his one hand holding a tight grip in her hair, baring her neck to him which he continued to assault and mark to his heart's content, knowing they would be gone in a couple of hours. His other hand pumping now three of his fingers inside her at a torturous pace - switching between going fast and painfully slow while he continued to tell her how good she smelled, how he could smell her arousal and if someone was to come even close to the building, any supernatural being could smell her, how wet she was around his fingers and how easy it was for him to slip his fingers in her.

He could tell she was close when she kept on clenching around his fingers, and her moans got louder. He quickened his pace to a bruisingly fast pace and when she clenched painfully around his fingers, his name leaving her lips between the moans, he dipped down to kiss her and shut down all her moans as she came down from her high, his fingers pumping inside her helping her ride her high.

He pulled his fingers out and she whimpered at the soreness. He pulled back to stare at her, his eyes darting between her lips and her neck and he bent forward to place a quick peck on the bite and then coming up to kiss her.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Then he proceeded to take a couple of steps back from her and licked his fingers clean looking at her in the eyes while she whined.

She was being tortured and she was loving every moment of it.

They stayed in that kitchen for a while. Her trying to catch her breath and him tracing her every move and breath of her's with his eyes, committing it to memory.

The calm was broken when her phone rang in the living room.

"I'll get it for you." Seungsik said as he darted out and in a second, her phone was beside her ear, a small muttering of "it's Sejun." Leaving his lips and she could hear a slight disdain at that.

But she let it go.

Half an hour later, seungsik was dropping her off at the cafe. Sejun had called to ask her if she was okay to work and she had agreed to come.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Sejun asked as soon as she entered the cafe, his eyes staring at the leaving silhouette of Seungsik as she nodded.

"I have a couple of weeks off from university Though so I can work any hours now." She said.

Before Sejun could say anything, one of the part timers, the one who told him about Sejun came to him.

"Can you switch with my morning shift for a couple of weeks? I have some important homework to catch up on!" And Saeri happily agreed.

When she was in the backroom, trying to tie her apron, she felt hands slipping around her waist as Sejun grabbed the strings of the apron and tied them behind her.

"You sure you're okay halfling?" He asked again and she turned to him, smiling, as she tied her hair up in a ponytail.

"Yes Sejun. Don't worry!"

But he wasn't interested in the answer anymore. His eyes were focused on her neck, in particular at the neck bite taunting him with fading signs of Love bites littered around it.

This was a call of war to him. By none other than Seungsik.

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jiminslostjam · 3 years

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seungsik victon imagines

description-seungsik invites his s/o over to the dorm to play games with him and the members

trigger warning? a bit of swearing

I was laying on my couch reading a book when I heard my phone go off,I stood up and grabbed it seeing it was a message from my boyfriend "hey baby wanna come to the dorm for a game night with me and the members?" the message read i thought for a second before typing "sure baby ill be over in 20 minutes" I clicked send and got in the shower for about 5 minutes I dried my hair and put on a pair of sweat pants and a sweater grabbed my car keys and purse,than pulled out of the apartment parking lot.I soon arrived and saw my boyfriend waiting outside he ran to me and hugged me once I got out of the car"hi my baby" he said placing a kiss on my lips"hi love" he smiled grabbed my hand and we headed inside,I placed my bag down on the floor in the corner and removed my shoes I than hear yelling and running soon im engulfed in a hug by sejun"noona you made it" he said happily i smiled hugging him back"of course I did i still gotta beat your ass in uno" I laughed my boyfriend laughed at me too,i hugged the rest of the members and we were grabbing games and snacks "baby come sit with me" seungsik patted his lap for me to sit on"okay" I sat down comfortably.we began playing games i started laughing because subin had 2 cards left and I placed 4 pick up 2 cards and it shocked him the look on his face was priceless "thats what you get for last time" I said making everyone laugh,soon it was down to me seonwoo and sejun everyone else gave up and than"fuck yes I won bitches" I said standing up everyone laughed i felt my boyfriend grip my waist as he rested his head on my shoulder "you know how cute you are when you're happy" he smiled "yea yea I know" I said looking at him smiling,for the rest of the night we played monopoly which byungchan ended up winning im so happy I found these guys they make me feel compelte"hey baby could you go get me a coffee if you don't mind" seunsik asked"oh of course" I smiled and stood up walking to the kitchen "you love them to death dont you" seonwoo said "I really do" seunsik smiled thinking about his s/o"we have been together for 5 years already they're the person I want to spend the rest of my life with" he smiled" I can tell" seonwoo said, y/n came back with coffee in their hand"everything okay" they asked"yes" I sat down "alright" after about a hour the maknaes spoke up"we want to play hide and seek" we looked at each other"okay not it" I said standing up everyone soon following seungsik was the last to say not it so he was the seeker,I went to find a hiding spot I decided to hide in my boyfriends closet i covered myself with his shirt so it didn't look obvious"im coming for you" I layed down its been 30 minutes they still haven't found me yet im the only one left"dam noonas good at hiding" I hear laughing " I have an idea" soon after that my phone goes off " shit" I mentally cursed i forgot my ringer was on I than hear running towards the closet and soon it gets opened than I feel myself being lifted up and I squealed"hi baby I found you" I laugh "yes you did but you cheated" he laughed "too bad" thr members left and me and seungsik layed down and cuddled for the rest of the night.

#victon imagines

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hbhtrainees · 4 years

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SUMMARY: Sanghoon finds a breath of fresh air with Hak Bonghwa’s daughter and HBH producer-in-training, Hak Subin.

SERIES: NEW_DECADE PAIRING: Sanghoon + Subin WORD COUNT: 1.3k WARNINGS: Swear words!

Sanghoon wouldn’t say that he has the best pokerface, but he surely is better at hiding his emotions than Hak Subin.

Hak Bonghwa’s only daughter sat in a third chair off to the side while the two main producers at HBH, Fren.z and LeeBoi, worked at the soundboard. Sanghoon was squeezed into the recording booth with Yeetai, Longwei, and Taehyung. Sanghoon didn’t think that chanting one verse together would take this long, but they’ve been recording this same part for thirty minutes. He himself was starting to get agitated, Subin looked straight up homicidal.

“You guys need more energy.” LeeBoi critiqued into the microphone. Subin snorted. “They’d have more energy if you gave them a break to rest their vocal cords.” Her statement was overheard through the speaker, but neither of the producers acknowledged the commentary.

“Let’s try it from the top. Remember, more energy.” LeeBoi talked over Subin, ignoring her like usual. Subin rolled her eyes and played with the ends of her hair, her frown somehow drooping more than before.

The recording finally ended when Fren.z’s alarm went off. Their time in the recording studio was up. The trainees exited the studio, thanking all three producers as they passed. When Taehyung dipped into a bow for Subin, Fren.z chuckled dryly. “She’s younger than you, Taehyung. No need to break your back in half.” He laughed. Subin narrowed her eyes at the older producer, giving him a look so icy it made Sanghoon’s eyebrow twitch. Taehyung let out a weak chuckle before leading the other boys out of the studio.

“God, they’re awful to her.” Taehyung whispered as soon as they left. “I should have stood up for her, shouldn’t I?”

“Nah, Subin can fight her own battles.” Longwei reassured his friend, giving the other trainee a clap on the back. A mischievous smirk spread on his face. “I bet she appreciated that adequate bow, though.”

“Shh.” Taehyung chuckled, rolling his eyes. “I had to show my appreciation somehow.” The four boys made their way to the elevator, taking it back up to Trainee Town to complete their training for the day.

When most of the trainees filed out of the practice rooms, Sanghoon decided to stay behind. Lately the stress of showcases, trainee events, and upcoming debut team announcements has been getting to him. He wanted to take some time to do what he really loved: creating his own music.

He knew that all studios were free after three. He took the elevator down to The Dungeons alone, his bags slung over his shoulder. He’d only stay until four, then he’d head to the dorms and get some shut eye before another day of practice.

Sanghoon headed to his favorite recording studio, the Green Room, at the very end of the hall. As he walked down the hallway, he heard a familiar beat coming from the Red Studio. He slowed his pace, wondering if Fren.z or LeeBoi were still here. Sanghoon contemplated turning back just to avoid any awkward encounter with the producers, but then he heard a feminine sounding growl of annoyance.

The trainee furrowed his eyebrows and glanced into the studio. At the soundboard was Subin, running her hands through her platinum hair. Suddenly, Subin wheeled the chair she was in back, turning around sharply. Sanghoon and Subin made eye contact, both of them jumping in surprise.

Subin, with a hand still over her racing heart, opened the door.

“Sanghoon, don’t do that again.” Subin sighed, but the corner of her mouth twitched upward ever so slightly into a ghost of a grin. “Sorry… I just…” Sanghoon fumbled for the words. “No worries, man.” Subin shook her head. “I get sketched out after three anyways. Y’know, witching hour and shit.”

“Yeah,” Sanghoon’s fingers fidgeted with the straps of his bags. He spends so much physical time with Subin that he forgets that they don’t really know each other. At all. He wasn’t quite sure how to respond to his boss’s daughter.

“What were you working on?” Sanghoon asked, his eyes darting to the soundboard that Subin was previously sat at.

“Oh, yeah,” Subin looked over her shoulder at the equipment. “The demo you guys recorded earlier sounded like ass once Tweedle Dick and Tweedle Dumbass layered it onto the backtrack. I’ve been trying to fix it, but they created a monster.”

Subin looked back and Sanghoon with a small grin on her face. “Wanna hear what I’ve got?”

Sanghoon felt like rejecting the founder’s daughter was not a good idea, so he nodded. Subin let him step into the studio, offering the spare chair next to her at the soundboard.

“See, this is what it sounded like before I got my grimy little hands on it,” Subin pressed play on her computer. The song that they had recorded earlier sounded so manufactured. So bland. Sanghoon’s dislike seemed to have shown on his face, because Subin clapped her hands together and cackled.

“See? It’s booty isn’t it?” She asked.

“Yeah, that sucks.” Sanghoon agreed. Subin chuckled before typing on her computer again.

“Alright, but now this,” She pressed play. “Is how I think it should sound.”

Subin’s version was much better. There was more dimension, more personality. She kept the more messier recordings of them chanting rather than the robotic and uniform chant the other producers preferred. The track sounded exciting and fresh.

Sanghoon tapped his fingers to the beat. As good as it was, it was missing something. “Uh-oh,” Subin turned the volume down. “You don’t like something?”

“No, no. It sounds great. Really great. But…” Sanghoon tried to search for the words.

“Something’s missing, right?” Subin asked. “Yeah.” Sanghoon nodded. “I think you need some like… Adlibs or something.”

Subin nodded. Her eyes darted to the empty recording booth, then back at Sanghoon. “You’re a rapper, right?” She asked. “Yeah.” “Do you think you could improv some cool adlibs?” She asked, a smirk appearing on her face.

Sanghoon’s plan to stay until four was tossed out the window once he and Subin started bouncing ideas off one another. Even if Sanghoon noticed how late it was, he couldn’t bring himself to leave. He really enjoyed spending time with Subin. She was chill and took things so simply. Being around Subin was like taking a break from reality, and Sanghoon wasn’t ready to return back just yet. It was nearing five in the morning when Subin finally recognized how late they had stayed.

“Holy hell, look at the time.” Subin gasped, holding up her cellphone. “We should probably go. You have practice in a few hours.”

“Don’t remind me.” Sanghoon groaned. “Hey, debut announcements come out soon. Hopefully you’ll only be a trainee for a little while longer.” Subin comforted him. “Just enjoy the ride. Soon you’ll be looking back on your trainee days with nostalgia.”

Sanghoon nodded, taking in her advice. He was just about to leave when a realization hit him.

“Hey, are you walking home alone?” Sanghoon paused in the doorway. Subin chuckled. “Do I really look that weak?” “No, but I’ll still walk you to the subway or something.” Sanghoon shifted his bag awkwardly.

The producer pouted. “You’re cute, Sanghoon. But don’t worry about it. I’m ordering an Uber to come pick me up in a few. It’ll be right outside the company, don’t you worry.” “Okay. Cool.” Sanghoon nodded, shifting his weight on his feet. “I guess I’ll see you tomor- in a few hours, then?”

Subin grinned. “Yeah. I’ll see you soon. Sweet dreams.” “You too.” Sanghoon smiled before closing the door to the studio. He felt as if he had just jumped between worlds. Everything felt a little dazed to Sanghoon as he made it to the elevators, exiting the building on the main floor. As he crossed the street to the subway station, he couldn’t help but daydream about making regular late night visits to the recording studios.

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simplykpopaus · 5 years

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Boyfriend!Sejun

Requested: Yes (Could you please do a boyfriend!sejun headcanon?)

A/n: OOOF IM SO SORRY THIS IS UP SUPER LATE BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT THANKY YOU FOR REQUESTING IT!

Sejun

Where do I start

Damn this is gonna be a bit hard

You met him through

let's say Byungchan

You know that boy is friendly as hell

so outgoing

you guys were friends

why?

Uh your ex best friend dated him

You two seemed to click once you met

and his ex

didn't like that

tried to keep you two away

but he wanted to set you up with his friend

so you two were caught talking one day outside a café

by said ex

and they went off

long story short

they tried to fight with you

you were confused as to why

they grabbed the iced coffee of the person at the table near yours

and poured the drink all over you

and instantly broke up with byungchan

no questions asked

just left like that

“I’m sorry I didn't mean to break you two up”

“It’s okay, it was going to happen sooner or later”

“what do you mean”

“They're always trying to fight with me over the smallest thing”

“they're my best friend i’ll talk to them”

“I think that drink all over means your not friends anymore”

“oh, yeah you're probably right”

“See I feel bad now, You got a drinker spilled all over you because I want to set you up with my friend”

“It’s okay! I’ll just go home and change!”

“No, my dorm is closer, I can let you borrow something”

you walked to his dorm

which he wasn't lying

it was close

as he opened the door he started apologizing again

“Im sorry Lina, was out of line”

“Woah what happened”

you heard someone say

as soon as you walked through the door

and thats how you ended up meeting Sejun for the first time

and the rest of the members

covered in coffee

“did he do something crazy that ended with you being drenched in coffee” said the baby looking one

“Oh no, Lina did this”

they all looked at you for a second

“You know Lina?” they all asked in unison

“Yeah she was y/n’s best friend”

said Byungchan as he came back with a shirt and some shorts to change into

Handing them to you

“the bathroom is over there, oh wait let me get you some towels so you can at least wash the coffee off”

once you were done

you were introduced properly to all of them

you all stayed in the rest of the day

ordered some pizza

and chicken

and just watched movies

on your way home

Seungwoo being a protective dad he is said

“I don't feel comfortable you walking home alone at this hour”

“It’s okay ill be fine” you replied

“No, no I can walk you home”

said byungchan

nodding your head you said bye to them and walked out the door

“Sejun go with them”

Sejun surprised to hear his name looked plate

mouth full eyes wide

he looked at Seungwoo for a second

swallowed his food and nodded his head

standing up he ran to catch up with you two

“Hey wait!”

Stopping you both turned back to look at him

“Oh you're coming too?”

“Yeah Seungwoo said to come with you, doesn't want you walking back by yourself”

“I bet that wasn't what he said”

“It was, his exact words were ‘I don’t want byungchan getting hurt on his way back go with them’ and so here I am to protect you both now”

“I don't believe you”

“believe it or not, I’m here now”

you just stayed quiet as they bickered over this

and it didnt stop

all they way to your place

the would go back and forth

you started laughing at the insults they would say to each other

once you got to your building you said bye to both of them

they each gave you a hug and waited for you to go inside

later that night you got a call from Byungchan

‘I think he likes you’

‘who?’

‘well, Sejun duh’

‘is that the one you wanted to set me up with?’

‘oh no! i forgot i wanted to set you up with Seungsik! Oh well because Sejun was trying to find out things about you on the way back to the dorms’

‘aaah okay, well I mean he is cute’

‘SEE Y/N THINKS YOUR CUTE’

‘BYUNGCHAN DO YOU HAVE ME ON SPEAKER’

‘YES HE DOES’

‘OH WAS THAT SUBIN, HIIII’

‘HI Y/N! DONT WORRY SEJUN ISNT IN THE ROOM HE COULDNT HEAR THAT’

‘but i did hear it when byungchan yelled it out’

‘oh well thats my cue to hang up now, BYE’

‘wait don-’

you immediately recovered a message from byungchan

‘i gave him your number, except a call, or text! NIGHT!’

You did get a text that night

you talked for a bit before saying goodnight

now for the actual good stuff

he's the sweetest

also a jokester

you plan to meet somewhere

and he will get there ahead of time

hide somewhere and wait for you to show up

he’d let you wait a couple minutes

coming up behind you

and scaring the living hell out of you

laughing for a bit before just holding you

“I’ll buy you ice scream come on i’m sorry”

you’re get so used to it

knowing what he has planned

so you start pretending to get scared

just to get some ice scream

lots of movie dates

loves to cuddle

like a lot

A LOT

everywhere

floor

couch

chair

bed

just likes having you in his arms

loving the way you smell

also loving the fact that you start smelling like him

after being in his arms for so long

loves to buy you chocolate

and then eat more than half of it himself

would stare at you

for long periods of time

you could just be watching tv

he would be watching you

you’re cooking

he’s watching you

sometimes tries to help

but you just make him sit again

likes to come up behind you and hug you

“Im trying to cook go back”

“but i want to hold you”

“we cuddled for like four hours already go sit”

he’d let go and back away

or so you thought

he waited until you had stepped away from the stove

nothing in your hands

would turn you around

and plant a sweet kiss on your lips

pulling away he would smile at you

“i’ll let you finish cooking now”

would go back to his seat

and just watch your shocked expression

“you don't want the food to burn, right?”

you would agree and go back to cooking

loves to take pictures of you

without you knowing

from all the watching he did

he knew how to tell when you were sad or mad

when you were sad

he would grab some ice scream

some blankets

put on your favorite movie

and hold you in his arms

when you were mad

if he knew you weren't mad at him

he'd sit next to you and ask what got you mad

but if you were mad at him

he would let you have your space

and go sit somewhere else

before he returned to you with an apology

or you went to him first

none the less

you were loved by him and the members

they loved having you around

“you make him happy, y/n he's always talking about you”

#victon #victon scenarios #victon reactions #victon imagines #victon blurb #victon sejun #sejun scenarion #sejun reactions #sejun imagines #boyfriend!au #boyfriend!sejun

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bngtanah · 4 years

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DBBG |Graduation Day

summary: Sam & Erin are university students who share a cheap one bedroom apartment above a shitty takeaway restaurant. Due to the limited space, they’ve grown accustomed to sharing just about everything, including the occasional kiss. pairing: Jung Hoseok (Samuel Park) x Named OC characters: meet the cast. genre: fluff, suggestive themes word count: 2.5k chapters: o1| o2| o3| o4| o5| o6| o7| o8| o9| 10| 11| 12| 13| 14 warning: mutual pining, making out, groping/heavy petting, childhood friends to lovers(in a sense, moonlight talks.

A/N: If anyone is actually interested in my multi-chapter fic, this is just a little flashback chapter that I couldn't get out of my head.

**Bolded speech denotes that the characters are speaking English.

16:04:00 PM

Samuel was nervous. Not because today was the day he'd been waiting for since he enrolled in Highschool, not because everyone in the auditorium where he was currently seated expected him and 152 of his classmates to begin their transformations into adulthood. It wasn't even because they volunteered him to be the representative of the graduating class, meaning he had to be the one to lead nine other students in presenting rice cakes to their teachers and hope that he didn't trip over his own two feet.

The only source of stress for Samuel on his graduation day was because his best friend was nowhere to be seen.

"She said she'd be here" Sammy muttered to himself as he lifted his head to look at the section his parents were sitting in once again. Erin's family sat in the same row, but there was still an empty spot where Erin was meant to be. Both sets of parents and younger siblings waved when they noticed him looking, they gestured for him to pay attention to the speaker instead of looking up at them every five minutes. Sam exhaled and reluctantly obeyed, turning back to the speaker up ahead of him just in time to be called up to the stage.

"You know he can't see you if you're crouching behind that pillar the entire time" James Anthony, Erin's father, whispered toward her as she tried to sneak another glance at Sammy walking toward the stage.

"I know Dad, that's why I'm hiding," She replied "I want to surprise him- Oh look! He's going on stage, aw he looks so cute in his uniform. Stop looking back here before he notices me."

James chuckled softly and leaned back into his seat, he'd given up trying to understand why his daughter did the things she did a very long time ago. Life for both of them was simpler that way.

"What are they doing now?" He whispered to Ariana, his wife, but she looked just as confused as he was.

"It looks like they're giving the teachers food? They didn't do that at Pumpkin's graduation did they?" She stated, referring to Erin.

"I don't think so."

"It's an old tradition," Sam's mother, Subin, interjected in a whisper, leaning over Erin's empty seat "Students give presents to teachers after an academic achievement, I think this is the first time they've done it here, though."

"Ooh..." James and Ariana sighed simultaneously.

The Anthony's couldn't have been blessed with better neighbours than Park Jooheon and his family. Moving to South Korea as a black family was hard enough to begin with but moving to an area where they were the only foreigner family made the first few months in the new country almost unbearable. James only knew a few Korean phrases since he frequently travelled back and forth from Texas for business but his wife and three young children knew none of the language at all. They hated being away from their friends, surrounded by people that looked at them like they were animals in a zoo, it was miserable.

That all changed when the Parks moved in next door. Subin and Jooheon Park were Korean by birth but had lived in California for most of their lives, their children were born there and if not for the deteriorating health of Subin's father they probably would have remained there. Both families took an immediate liking to each other and suddenly life in South Korea for the Anthony family wasn't so bad.

The ceremony ended with a thundering applause and the students quickly filed out of the auditorium after the faculty had left. The parents and family members in the audience began making their way toward the entrance to wait for their fresh graduates.

A few minutes later students began trickling out of the school's entrance, covered in flour and grinning from ear to ear.

"I'm free!" Sammy yelled at his family's direction as he all but ran towards them. Once he reached the group, everyone took their turn giving him words of encouragement and congratulations. As happy as Samuel was to be surrounded by so many people who cared for him, his face fell when he noticed one face that wasn't in the crowd.

"So.... I guess Erin didn't come?" Sammy asked, sounding somber as he glanced around the group and fully noticed her absence.

James and Ariana exchanged a short awkward glance. They didn't want to lie to him since they could see Erin quietly approaching him quietly from behind.

"Yah! You didn't think I'd miss your graduation day did you?" Erin exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders from behind, pulling him closely against her. Sammy, utterly startled, screamed at the sudden contact but his momentary fear died down the second he heard Erin's voice. Sammy was sure he had never been happier than he was as that moment, all the disappointment he was feeling earlier melted away the second he felt Erin's arms around him. Then again, he was always happy when Erin was around; and even more so when she was touching him.

He spun around as quickly as his body would let him and wrapped his arms around her waist, his smiling face burrowing into the crook of her neck. "I thought you couldn't come," He said mumbled against her skin softly. Erin grinned and carded her fingers through his hair "Don't be silly, I would never miss this."

Subin and Ariana shared a knowing smile at the affectionate display and Jooheon cleared his throat nonchalantly to subtly remind the pair of "friends" that their hug was rapidly leaving friend territory.

Erin was the first to detach herself and step backward, making Sammy reluctantly let her go. "I really am proud of you," She said with a genuine smile as she pressed her palm against his cheek. Sammy nuzzled his face against her hand, humming softly like a kitten while still gazing down at his best friend with nothing but admiratioin in his eyes and mouthed a silent 'Thank you'

"Well, Ariana and I didn't spend all day cooking to let it go to waste, who's hungry?"

Hours passed by, and before anyone noticed the sun had set, and the night was setting in. It was too late for Erin to take the bus back to Seoul so she stayed with her parents for the night, even if that meant waking up at the ass-crack of dawn so she wouldn't be late for her first class the next day.

Erin had already been asleep for over an hour when she heard her cell phone chirp the first time. She ignored it, at first, reasoning that if it was important, the person would call her instead of texting. Exactly five minutes passed before her phone began ringing.

"Yeah?" She answered groggily.

"I can't sleep," Samuel said, responding to a question Erin didn't ask.

"Guess what I was doing?" She yawned.

"Let's go to the beach."

"Sammy what the hell..."

"Come on, it'll be fun!" He whispered, even over the phone Erin could tell he was giving her his most convincing smile.

She groaned and argued but rolled out of bed and got dressed, regardless. Not too long after they hung up Erin was awake and shuffling barefoot through the sand, hand in hand with an overly excited high school graduate.

"The sky is so beautiful at night..." Samuel finally said as he stopped walking just a few feet from the shoreline, Erin was still half asleep and only grunted in response.

"Erin.... can I ask you something?"

She nodded since her head was pressed against his shoulder and she still didn't feel like making full sentences.

"What's life like after graduation?"

Erin chuckled softly, glancing up at Samuel who was still looking forward at the waves rolling in.

"Is that what this is about? You're worried about what your life will be like now?"

"It's just...." Samuel shuffled awkwardly from the balls of his feet to his heels, "Up until now all the big decisions have been made for me you know? Now it's all up to me and I just want to make my parents proud of me.... I don't know if I can."

"You know your parents will be proud of you no matter what you do with your life. They love you,"

"Loving me isn't the same thing as being proud of me" Sam grumbled and kicked his foot against the sand.

"Come here," Erin sighed and grabbed his hands, pulling him back toward the dry sand. She took a seat and patted the ground next to her.

"Are you planning on selling drugs?"

Samuel smirked and shook his head.

"Your body?" Erin asked in a soft whisper, leaning forward with her eyebrow quirked upward.

"No," Samuel laughed and playfully nudged her shoulder.

"Then nothing else matters. As long as you're doing something that makes you happy and you're doing it to the best of your ability I can guarantee that Jooheon and Subin Park will support 100%. You know that."

Samuel considered her words for a few seconds then nodded, curling up his lips so that his dimples were prominent. "You're right"

"Of course I am..... Just promise me you'll stay happy alright?"

"Yeah...."

"Promise!" Erin repeated and hit him gently on the arm.

"Aish, I promise!" He hissed sharply even thought her hit didn't really hurt "When did my noona get so smart?" Sam simpered and gingerly pinched Erin's cheek. She tried to swat his hand away, but Sammy dodged her attack and launched a counter of his own. Reaching forward, Sam moved his fingers against Erin's sides to playfully tickle her which made her double over with laughter. Erin wasn't overly ticklish, but she was tired and possibly delirious which made her lot more sensitive than usual. Samuel found himself laughing at her amusing reaction as well, her head and upper body fell backward bringing Sammy right along with her. He hovered above her and peered down at her beaming face, it alarmed him just how much he wanted to kiss her at that moment.

Of course, he was already aware that Erin was beautiful, Samuel noticed that from the second he'd laid eyes on her. But this was the first time he was conscious of how much he was attracted to her. Her dark brown hair sprawled out over the sand in spiraling waves around her head as her laughing subsided and her chest rose and fell beneath him Sam was frozen in place above her.

"Are you okay?" She asked and reached up to move the hair that obstructed her view of his face, allowing her index finger to trail along his jawline before resting gently on his chest.

The warmth of her hand permeated throughout his skin, burning a lick of fire throughout his body and that single little touch was all it took to make Samuel lose total control of his senses.

His hand moved upward from her side to cradle Erin's chin. Confusion washed over her face, but any uncertainty about he was planning to do next left her the moment he began moving closer and she did nothing to stop him. Nervously he pressed his lips against hers and Erin's eyelids fluttered shut as she was overcome with a desire she didn't even know she possessed. Her mouth opened slightly and Samuel took that as a sign to continue. He tilted his head to deepen their kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips and tentatively caressing and massaging against hers.

Erin moaned softly and the sound only made it more difficult for Samuel to be sensible about the situation and stop himself before things got out of hand. Instead, the passion between them intensified, his hands began roaming her body freely as Erin's hands travelled underneath his t-shirt and her nails ran down the measure of his back with a light pressure.

The two separated momentarily, racing to catch their breaths as both of them stared the other down like they were seeing each other for the first time. Some awkwardness was expected, but that wasn't quite what they were feeling at that moment. Samuel was the first to smile. His fingertips trailing over her flushed skin, and Erin soon followed and traced the pad of her thumb over his bottom lip before their lips melded together again and Erin felt something stir in her that she was sure she’d never felt before. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled him even closer, her legs parting so that he was slotted between them.

Sammy put all he had into the kiss now, no longer nervous or awkward about kissing her. It felt nice to be like this with his best friend; tongues massaging and bodies wrapped up in one another. He groaned as her nails pressed into his back again, and unconsciously his hips pushed forward to grind against her core as Erin matched each one of his slow strokes with a movement of her own. He continued to kiss her with passion and fervor, his arm now supporting her lower back and his other hand held the back of her head. Sam slowed down the pace of their kisses, pulling away with her bottom lip caught between his teeth.

Erin's fingers rifled through his hair, a pleasurable moan tumbling from her lips as his mouth kissed a trail down her neck, nipping and sucking the skin there. “You are so beautiful” Sam complimented in a delicate voice as his hand moved from her back to smooth down her side, gripping her hips. His praise made Erin grin and she opened her mouth to respond, but her breath caught in her throat when she felt his hand move beneath the band of her sweatpants to rub outside her panties and stroke the sensitive nub at the apex of her thighs.

The sound of footsteps behind them made Erin's eyes shoot open. A flashlight shone brightly on them and they both froze.

"Yah, perverts! What are you doing down there?" The voice wasn't familiar which mean it was probably a security guard and luckily not one of their parents.

"Oh shit, oh shitshitshitshitshitshit" Samuel panicked and scrambled off Erin's body while she pulled her hoodie over her head to cover her face.

"What do we do?" Erin asked before she felt Sammy grabbed her hand and interlace their fingers.

"Run."

#bangtanarmynet #bts fanfic #bts #jhope fanfic #jhope fluff #jung hoseok #hoseok scenarios #bngtanah #dbbg

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byungchaan · 5 years

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friends to lovers!au subin

your literature professor had instructed the class to share your favorite poems with the student sitting next to you

“you can share the title, name of the poet, give a little summary, or if you can even recite a few lines that would be great!” the professor, who was a balding man in his early 50s with tiny circular reading glasses perched on top of his nose, exclaimed with much excitement, clapping his hands together

his enthusiasm seemed to make up for the lackluster atmosphere that was currently enveloping the classroom

idle chatter began to fill the room as students started their verbal assignment

the boy next to you finally shifted his gaze shyly onto his desk and in a small voice said, “i guess i’ll go first. i don’t remember the entire poem, just this one line.”

to your surprise he actually began to recite a poem in a small, calm voice: “just then, i am like newton’s apple. i rolled toward them without stopping until i fell on them with a thump, with a thump.”

you snickered as you realized what poem he was reciting

his semi-serious expression transformed into a small smile when he notices that you caught him. “i was binge-watching goblin last night and ‘physics of love’ by kim inyook has been stuck in my head,” he explains sheepishly, offering you a reason why he seemed to know the poem word-for-word

“don’t worry, it’s a good poem. and i’ve watched goblin quite a few times myself,” you replied with a goodnatured laugh, which made him feel slightly more at ease. “my heart keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground. it was my first love,” you finish the poem for him.

his smile widens into a grin. “you’re good. my name’s subin by the way!”

that was the start of your casual friendship

you and subin often worked together in class projects out of convenience because your desks were right next to each other

with these projects, the two of you grew closer at a fast pace

even outside of class, you and subin would hang out to go on coffee runs (during which he would only get a green tea latte), trips to the aquarium, or visits to eateries that just opened around campus

during exam season, there was one night where you were particularly exhausted and he showed up at your house when you were studying with some snacks and your favorite drink

“don’t overwork yourself okay?” he had told you with a smile, setting the items down on your desk

it was after this little act of care he showed you that you guys became INSEPARABLE

you promised to protect and cherish subin no matter what because... he really DID care so much about you, enough to remember what your favorite snacks were

maybe that little act of kindness tugged at something in your heart? but at the time you just thought, i am forever indebted to this guy, my BEST FRIEND SUBIN

anyway fast forward a year and the two of you are as close as ever

there’s this cute boy in one of your classes, and you find out his name is sejun and he’s a graduate student

of course subin is the first person you tell

“his name is lim sejun and i gotta say.............. HOTTIE ALERT”

“god can you close your mouth y/n you’re drooling a little bit”

he has to deal with your constant gushing about this sejun for weeks on end

“he dropped his pencil today and gUESS WHAT????”

subin is just absentmindedly on his phone, barely listening as he says, “you picked it up for him?”

“n-no......... i was too far away to pick it up for him so he picked it up himself but HE LOOKED SO GOOD DOING IT LIKE HOW???”

cue subin eyerolling so hard his eyes go back into his head

you find out sejun also works at this coffee shop near campus and you make note of what shifts he has so you can drop by and catch a glimpse of him

you drop by WITHOUT subin of course because you have a feeling subin would just ruin it for you by marching right up to sejun and being like “my friend thinks you’re cute so....... are you going to give them your number or what”

sejun is VERY popular it seems as whenever he’s around the coffee shop seems to be twice as crowded

but you don’t mind sitting at a table in the back and just catching glimpses of this god who has descended upon earth

subin is always a little annoyed whenever you bring up sejun and you attribute it to him being jealous of sejun’s popularity

“it’s okay subin, we can’t all be angels like sejun”

“..... i hate you”

you, texting subin as soon as the clock strikes three on thursday afternoons: i’m gonna go get coffee, do you want anything?

subin: yes, a green tea latte WITHOUT your sejun-induced drool in it pLEASE

you: shut up subin i’ll do what i want

one day, you’re walking through the halls after your class just ended when you feel a light hand on your shoulder

when you turn, you see a familiar face; you think his name is heo chan and he’s in one of your classes. he’s also one of subin’s friends

“hi, you’re y/n right? are you going to see subin anytime soon? sejun told me he left something important over at subin’s house but subin hasn’t been answering his texts,” chan explains to you, slightly out of breath

at first you’re like, “oh sure i’m on my way to see him right now! i think his phone is off because he has an exam---” and then you realize that chan had said SEJUN and SEJUN left something at SUBIN’S house and--- they KNOW each other??????

you tell chan that you’ll pass on the message to subin and chan thanks you before scurrying away

you’re not mad at subin but you’re just confused why he’s been pretending like he doesn’t know sejun this whole time??? when (it seems like) they’re friends????

you bump into subin right as he’s leaving his classroom and cut to the chase immediately: “chan told me to tell you that sejun left something important at your house?” you don’t miss the way subin’s face hardens immediately. “i didn’t know you and sejun were friends. why didn’t you tell me?”

subin runs a hand through his hair in exasperation and lets out a sigh. he answers your question with another question. “why, so you can ask me for his number?”

“no, but---it kind of feels like you were hiding this from me...?” you have no idea why everything is coming out as a question now but you were just honestly so confused

subin leads you to a quieter place where he can explain himself, under a big tree out on campus

“i didn’t tell you because i didn’t want to be replaced,” he admits at last, looking down at the ground. “i didn’t want you to forget about me if i introduced you and sejun because i KNOW how much you like sejun”

you breathe out a tiny sigh of relief because is THAT what this is all about? “subin, i would never do that to you. i just think sejun is attractive and that’s all. you mean a lot to me. a lot more than i can put into words.” and it suddenly hits you that subin means a lot more to you than you were admitting to yourself

subin rubs the back of his neck awkwardly at the depth of your words, looking anywhere but you, but he can feel your gaze still on him and it makes him turn red. “listen, i-i---” he starts, finally meeting your eyes, and he laughs a little at how awkward he’s being and everything’s so awkward AWKWARD AWKWARD “i might regret this later, but you really mean a lot to me too. m-more than just a friend. i like you, y/n”

you know he’s putting on a brave face but over the course of your friendship you know he’s more vulnerable than he lets on. and the fact that he stepped out of his comfort zone to confess to you really allows you to release your feelings that you had locked deep inside you for who knows how long. you reach for his hand, cheeks red

when you first start dating he’s a little awkward to start skinship....... even though you guys were friends before everything’s so DIFFERENT now like.... when his hand accidentally brushes against yours suddenly his heartrate is up like 200bpm?? which is unhealthy, he’s sure

whenever he tries to hold your hand you notice his hand trembling just the slightest bit even though he pretends like it isn’t--but the way you intertwine your fingers with his gives him reassurance, so he grips your hand tighter

the early stages of your relationship start out like this: he’s a bit cautious of doing something because what if you don’t like it??? but when you give him a positive reaction it gives him a more courage

he REALLY appreciates these silent acts of confirmation that you give him

at this time he’s shy about asking his friends for advice, even though at some point he starts wondering when would be a good time to kis--

“so, have you kissed them yet?” sejun texts him one day in their group chat with chan and some others

“no i’m waiting for the right time” he wants it to be PERFECT because that’s what you deserve......

but one day when the two of you are at the park, watching the sunset while eating snacks from the convenience store, he’s suddenly overwhelmed with so much feeling

maybe it’s the way you laughed at some lame joke he just told??? and even though it wasn’t THAT funny you laughed so genuinely and it made him feel so so important. and he just realllyy wants to kiss you

you feel him kind of fidgeting next to you so you turn to give him a look but he’s already looking at you with this determined expression. “can i kiss you?”

so you let him (because to be honest, you’ve been waiting for him for the longestttttt time)

and the kiss is so so soft and the tiniest bit hesitant on his part but when you lean the slightest bit toward him, he gains enough confidence to cup your cheek with his hand and just GOES FOR IT

after the initial awkward stage of dating he literally won’t stop boasting about you to his friends: “did you know they can do this and this and this?” “i have a date with them tomorrow night so if any of you wanted to hang out with me you’re out of luck”

byungchan: we get it subin, you’re dating

subin: also on the 3rd of next month we’re busy because we’re going to see a movie

hanse: .....anyway can y’all do any cool tricks with your toes

but really, subin’s friends love you because you treat him so well! you end up telling sejun about how you used to have a mild infatuation with him and you all had a good laugh about it

they always jokingly call him young master (because they’re whipped for him) so now that you’re in the picture, you’re the young master’s lover

he’s extremely protective of you, so when the others tease you for whatever reason he glares DAGGERS and they all run away like scared puppies

subin will tease you himself though, like he’s always done throughout your friendship

he’ll pretend to buy you an ice cream cone and then be like “this is mine, haha” and proceed to eat it right in front of you...... but then he buys you another one immediately because he feels bad

he can be shy when it comes to compliments from you! like whenever you call him handsome he just grins and says “i know” but the blush on his cheeks just tells you all you need to know

he will REALLY appreciate if you’re a good listener, and he’ll tell you everything; it’s not uncommon for the two of you to have late night conversations about your worries until you both fall asleep

he remembers all the little things you say; when you mention something about your feet being cold, he’ll buy you three pairs of socks the next day. when you tell him your back has been hurting lately, he buys you a pillow for your lower back when you sleep.

he secretly loves when you baby him and he acts extra cute around you..... his friends are lowkey crying because they didn’t know he could get even CUTER

he’s kind of shy about PDA in public but when you guys are alone he’ll whine for your attention

his favorite thing is resting his head on your lap

or resting his head on your shoulder whenever you’re doing something

his name in your contacts is “binnie 🐱💕” and he tells you that he has you in his contacts as just your name with a heart emoji at the end but you SWEAR one time you texted him and the notification on his phone showed up as “baby 💕💕💕”

speaking of cats, the two of you could play with his cats for HOURS

also cat cafe dates?? his heart pounds so hard when he sees you smiling and feeding a cat...... then when you glance up at him and your smile widens even more, he knows he’s in l*ve

meanwhile you notice at him staring at you dreamily and you’re just like ummm???? earth to subin????

“i love you,” he says in a soft voice that only you can hear, and your heart jumps into your throat as the cat you were playing with slinks away

my heart keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground. it was my first love.

#victon #victon scenarios #jung subin #victon imagines #mywriting #OOOF this is my first time doing these type of bulleted thingies EVER so i apologize if it's too long or too short

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got7teenexoticup10tionboys · 5 years

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☽ Dreamer | Chapter 1

↣ Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader ↣ Genre: Slight angst, future fluff | dystopian!au ↣ Warning: There’s really nothing to warn y’all about, maybe just some bad writing here and there lol ↣ Word Count: 1.929 words ↣ M.List: In bio, because Tumblr isn’t showing posts with links in the tags...

“-and 3 chocolate muffins.” The oldest beamed.

A few days had passed and Hoseok finally started to come out of his house. The 7 boys were heading to their practise, but Jin insisted on stopping by his favourite bakery.

“Hyung! You know the double chocolate are better!” Namjoon whined. He reached out to grab his muffin, a pout visible on his lips, as the oldest turned away from him holding onto the bag with the 3 chocolate muffins. He reach into the bag and handed one of the muffins to Yoongi. “Ya! What about me?” Namjoon asked confused and slightly irritated. “If you want double chocolate go and buy one yourself, these two are mine.” The 3 youngest couldn’t help but laugh at their oldest hyung’s childish behaviour. “Are you kidding me?”

Hoseok already stood outside the bakery holding the door open and waiting on the others, letting strangers in in the meantime. He rolled his eyes at the others little argument, but stopped when something, well someone, caught his eye.

Never had he seen someone like that. Mysterious and intriguing. Of course no one could top the girl he was still mourning over. But something about this someone caught his attention. Why was he feeling this way? What was so special about this g-

“Finally! Can we hurry up now! We have practise in 5 minutes!” Jungkook yelled to the rest. “Hoseok? You okay?” Yoongi asked when he noticed how distant the boy looked. Hoseok shook his head a few times and looked up at his hyung trying his best to show a smile. “Yes! Yes. I’m fine. Let’s go!” Hoseok yelled taking the lead and walking next to a hasty maknae.

“Guys, go ahead and take a break! I’ll be back in half an hour.” The choreographer yelled before leaving the room. It didn’t even take a second before all the boys crashed down on either the couch or the ground, their limbs aching, their muscles burning and their lungs trying to inhale as much oxygen as possible.

“And then Joon-hyung tripped and I-haha it was hilarious” Hoseok didn’t even realise what Jungkook had said to make everyone laugh as hard as they were doing, his mind spinning. “H-Hyung, you okay?” Jimin said through ragged breathes, his brows furrowed a little in slight concern. “Yeah, just a little headache.” He said waving Jimin off.

His head lulled back onto the couch behind him, eyes pushed close to suppress the headache spurring trough his brain. The light behind his eyelids fading and breath slowing down as he fell into a light slumber.

“Hyung watch out!” Taehyung laugh-yelled as he pulled my arm towards him. Jungkook and Jimin came riding their bikes of the hill at a new-record-speed pace and almost crashed into me. They laughed loudly, trying to apologize. I don’t know how I ended up lying on the ground next to Taehyung, he probably pulled me too hard, but I didn’t feel the impact I made with the ground.

As I opened my eyes further, two grey cars passed by. Suddenly a girl appeared, walking on the other side of the road, she seemed familiar. “Hyung! I’m so sorry.” Jimin came running to me, holding out his hand for me to grab. As I looked back to the other side of the street I remembered, she’s the girl from before. From at the bakery. I grabbed Jimin’s hand, standing up quickly to run to the other side of the street. But before I could a car passes by and then the girl was gone. “Hyung?” “Hoseok-ah?”

“Jung Hoseok?” His eyes flew open, head popping up to fast as he felt another surge of pain going trough his head. “Shit.” He cursed holding his head. “Are you okay?” Namjoon asked worried.

Hoseok’s eyes scanned his surroundings, he was still sitting in the same sweaty practise room with his 6 friends. “Yeah, just had a dream or something.” He groaned. “Maybe you should take it slow from now on, come on guys. From the top!” Their choreographer, who suddenly appeared back in the room yelled.

Yoongi stood up first holding a hand out for his friend to grab. “Take it slow buddy, you seem a little out of it today.” Hoseok nodded, still feeling the remains of the weird dream roaming his mind. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“Y/n y/l/n!” Your head shot up from your book and you looked up to your best friend. “Yes?” “Help me.” She whined before sliding down into the booth in front of you. “What?” You chuckled amused and put your face in your hands leaning over the table and mirroring her pout. “I swear my boss hates me. She makes me do extra chores and makes me take the most busy and annoying shifts just to irritated me.” She sighs exaggeratedly. “Wait, doesn’t she pay you extra though?” You asked, putting your hand on your chin acting like you were deep in though. “Okay yes! But that doesn’t mean working sucks!” She moans again laying her head down on the table. You laugh at your over dramatic friend before snatching her apron from her hands and putting it on.

She eyes you from her position, a cheeky smile on her face. “You owe me!” You laugh before walking over to the bar, grabbing a towel and walking around the café cleaning tables and taking some orders.

“Y/n, you don’t even work here yet you do more than Seohyun does.” Your best friend’s boss tells you with a small smile gracing her lips. “That’s not completely true, though she should start sharing her pay check with me.” You quip as she nudges your shoulder.

Narae wasn’t a terrible women, she just loved making her employees suffer sometimes. But she repaid them well with their pay checks, the daily free drinks and the freedom they received both in- and outside of work. She had a particularly soft spot for you and Seohyun and treated you two like her own daughters, it filled up the empty space she got after her own child passes way too soon. It wasn’t because of the stupid wrist-time system, she just chose to hang out with the wrong people at the wrong time. But now Narae had a successful café that kept her busy and Seohyun who she could bother as much as she wanted, knowing Seohyun could handle it.

After a few hours of working for school at your usual booth, talking to Seohyun and doing most of her job, you were going to head home. Seohyun lived in the dorm a block away, so you often walked home together on days you hung out together.

“And then he asked me out!” She screeched. “Really? Your ultimate crush, lover boy 1.2!” You faked interest. “Yes! But I said no.” “What?” You asked dumbfounded. “You rejected the boy you have been talking about since last semester?” “Yeah, you were right. He’s a total jerk. He called Subin, the cute nerd that always hangs out in the library, not my type, but still cute-“ “What did he call him!” You groaned annoyed. “Oh yeah, he called him dumb for wearing glasses, but he didn’t even know the difference between poached eggs and soft-boiled eggs so nah, I’m good.” You laughed incredulously. “Hey! I’m serious about my eggs.” You just shook your head before someone caught your eye.

He seemed familiar, but you don’t recall really seeing him before. “Yah, y/n were here. What are you looking at?” Seohyun asked as she followed your gaze. “N-nothing. Okay, I’ll get going then. Get home safe.” You said before hugging your friend and running inside. “Well that was weird.” Seohyun breathed.

After kicking of your shoes and taking of your jacket, you got comfortable on your couch. A few days back your dorm mate was called up by her parents, her little brother got really sick so now she was out of the city for a little while. You didn’t really need to talk to anyone, though you liked having people around so it doesn’t feel as lonely. You switched on the TV, grabbing some popcorn and wrapping yourself in a fluffy blanket and watched the movie playing before you.

You should’ve known better and turned the movie to something else when it started to get scary, but you were to immersed in it and now you were in your bed, your sheets covering your head as you winced at every single sound you heard. “Why do I do this to myself?” Tears were brimming in your eyes, it was stupid how scared you were and you wondered if you could even fall asleep.

“Y/n!” The voice echoed. “Y/n!” I ran as hard as I could, not seeing where the hell I was even going. All I knew was that the footstep behind me were nearing closer and this was going to be the end of me. I turned the corner the first chance I had hoping I had lost whatever was following me but the footsteps were only getting heavier, louder, faster even. “Please leave me alone-“ Just as I turned another corner I lost my footing, believing I was going to fall on my face and probably break my nose, but I felt myself getting pulled into someone and a hand covering my mouth when I wanted to start screaming.

“Don’t make a sound or we both die.” This voice sounded threatening but also… scared. Whoever this was must’ve been another victim trying to run away as well. He was probably hiding, trying to stay alive. I couldn’t turn to face him though. He had a death grip on me as he pulled me to his chest as close as possible. If I wasn’t deathly afraid right now of what was chasing me earlier I would’ve tried to get away from him.

It seemed to take a while for my heart beat to calm down, even after I hadn’t heard the footsteps for a good few minutes. It was as if the person behind me felt my heart calming down to, because only after my breathing calmed did he let go and I was free to face him.

“What was that?” I asked as I was turning to look at him, but when I did I only saw his opened mouth close as if he forgot what he was going to say. “A-are you okay?” I asked softly, my heart beat picked up again as I examined his face. The boy in front of me was gorgeous, but his beautiful face was littered in scratches. “W-who did that to you? Was it… that?” I asked pointing at my own cheek but mentioning his small wounds and then pointing in the direction the footsteps left. He only nodded softly like he wasn’t even fulling listening, away in his own thoughts. His face was so close to me and as I took in every feature ending at his lips that were slightly apart he finally spoke again. “Y-You…”

You jumped up at your alarm abruptly waking you, which was new since you almost always wake up before your alarm, never being able to sleep well. As you got out of bed and made yourself some breakfast and a morning tea you thought back at the weird dream you just had. “Weird… I never dream like that. Probably the stupid movie I watched yesterday.” You mumbled, silently scolding yourself for watching that movie the night before. You wondered how you even fell asleep then.

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sf9pentascenarios · 7 years

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[Victon] Reaction: To you acting cute and calling them nicknames to get what you want

✧Seungwoo :: Our fearless leader would get shy when you start acting super cute, calling him your favorite names. And he would love every single nickname that you gave him. He would blush, but try to hide it. Yet, he would do whatever it is that you wanted/needed him to do, without question.

✧Seungsik :: This sweetheart would be yours completely. Acting cute? Calling him cute little nicknames?? He’d be so done even without them, but this added charm would definitely have him wrapped around your pinky finger. He would do absolutely anything for you, all with a smile plastered on his face.

✧Chan :: Chan would be the shyest about it, for sure. He honestly wouldn’t be able to handle your cutest in large doses, and with the added nicknames, you might just kill this poor boy. He would be so flustered that he wouldn’t be able to think clearly about what you even wanted him to do. Give him some time to chill out, and try again. He would literally do anything for you.

✧Sejun :: Would absolutely melt at you acting cute. And the nicknames?? He would love them all, but they would definitely make him bashful. They would make him all warm and cozy inside. He would do whatever you wanted, and would be completely wrapped around your finger, much like Seungsik.

✧Hanse :: He would most likely squeal at your cuteness. He would start acting cute back, calling you sweet nicknames, while jokingly telling you no. (But he would end up doing whatever your request was anyway). He would think you were so adorable, that he would probably pet your head, all while complaining that you are just too stinking cute for your own good.

✧Byungchan :: Byungchan is yours. Completely. No need to act cute. No need for nicknames. Those things would just make him want to squeeze you tightly and never let go. He would do whatever you ask, but there will probably be some joking and maybe a tad of sass.

✧Subin :: Your cuteness would just make him grin from ear to ear. He would probably question every nickname you give him, wanting to know why/where you came up with all of these names. He would quickly do what you ask though.. but would most likely end up being equally as cute, without even trying.

-Jessie

#victon #victon reactions #seungwoo #seungsik #heo chan #chan #sejun #hanse #byungchan #subin

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universitykpop · 7 years

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A Good Catch

Member: Xiumin

Genre: Fluff, Baseball!au

Words: 2,046

Picture Credit: MK Sports

The living room was a mess when you came back from class. Several of your friends sat on the floor pulling shirts and jerseys out of boxes. Your roommate entered from the kitchen with water bottles tucked under her arms.

“What’s going on?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

“It’s for the biggest baseball game of the season. We’re all wearing the team’s jerseys and selling the rest for baseball funding. By the way, I got you a ticket to the game.” She smiled out of fake guilt.

“Do I have to wear a shirt?” You picked one up like it was toxic.

“Yeah, I got all of us one.”

“Don’t give me a benchwarmer’s jersey.”

“The bat boy needs love too… Yours is over there.” She pointed to a folded shirt on the armrest of the couch.

You held it out in front of you and turned it around to see the name. “Is Xiumin his surname?”

“No, that’s his nickname the team gave him. His real name is Minseok.” Your friend informed you as she changed into her jersey. “Go put yours on. I don’t want to get stuck with bad seats!”

The bleachers were already filling up, and it was two hours until the game officially started. You couldn’t remember the last time you went to a university baseball game. This wasn’t how you remembered the games being like. Your huge group of friends snagged the third row just to the left of home base. They happily chatted as you glanced around the stadium. A guy in a baseball uniform was trotting down the steps and called out your friend’s name.

As she looked over, he spoke, “We have the stand put up so you can start selling those shirts.”

“Sweet! C’mon, Y/N.” She nudged you, and you gave her a confused look but followed her to the player.

They talked as you trailed behind wondering why she volunteered you to help. A fold out table with a banner taped to the front was sitting next to the concession stands. Another baseball player was already putting out the shirts.

“Why isn’t Minseok out here?” Your friend asked.

“He’s not as loud as me and Jongdae.” The guy answered.

“Baekhyun, he’s the most popular one on the team. He would’ve pulled sales just standing here.” She finally put a name to his face.

“If he’s so popular, then why are you wearing Chanyeol’s jersey?” Baekhyun wiggled his eyebrows making your friend blush insanely.

The four of you ended up selling almost all the shirts before the guys had to go to the locker room. You were slightly annoyed by Baekhyun’s and Jongdae’s selling tactics. Every time a cute girl walked by Jongdae would yell out, “Hey, you! You look like you want to buy a shirt.” You’d never understand why they would actually buy one after that. Baekhyun sang mainstream love songs loudly to get girls’ attention as they passed. His voice was undeniably beautiful. But after the fourth time he sang ‘Just The Way You Are,’ it started to get old.

Back at your seats, you noticed how packed the bleachers had gotten. Who knew this many people liked watching the university’s baseball team play?

There was a crackle from the loud speaker before the announcer started speaking. He introduced the visiting team first, who received a few cheers but mostly boos. Everyone around you stood from their seats, blocking your view.

“Get up.” Your friend nudged your foot with hers.

With a roll of your eyes, you stood. The announcer began hyping the fans up for the home team. The guys strolled onto the field waving to the crowd. You immediately spotted Baekhyun who was pointing at your friend. Then he pointed to the tall, clueless boy walking next to him and back to your friend. She shook her head furiously. You glanced down at the number on her shirt and then at the tall boy’s. 61. He must be Chanyeol.

Your eyes continued to scan the players, noting some familiar faces but ultimately finding the boy who shared the number on your shirt. There was a subtle smile on Minseok’s lips, and his eyes were bright taking in the cheers in the stands. He was actually really cute, and you suddenly felt shy.

Once the game started, everyone calmed down a bit. As a right of passage, you ate stadium nachos with the questionable cheese but stayed seated during the wave, which your friend let you know you had no school spirit.

“So why is this the biggest game of the season?” You asked once your friend sat down after the fifth inning.

“Y/N… Do you even know who our school rival is?”

You stared back at her, waiting for her to tell you.

“Oh, my god. You really need to get out more often. Maybe you should join my sorority.” She suggested, to which you immediately shut down.

“Minseok is in our brother frat. You’d get to see him all the time.”

“Why would that make me want to join?”

“Because you’ve already asked me twice where he was while the other team had the field…”

You could feel your face heating up. “I was just curious! You know I don’t know anything about baseball.”

“You’re so getting a little crush on him,” There was a little smirk tugging at your friend’s lips, “You should talk to him after the game. The team is having a barbecue to celebrate.”

“Celebrate? What if they lose?”

“They’re not. It’s the sixth inning, and Minseok held up to the name ‘ace,’ so they put in their middle reliever. You and I are getting shit-faced tonight,” She returned her focus to the game just in time to see one of the visiting batters hit a fly ball to left field, “Chanyeol, you better catch that!”

The large fraternity house you pulled up to wasn’t as crazy as the movies had led frat parties on to be like. There were a couple guys in the front yard throwing a baseball around. People were going in and out of the front door. Lawn chairs were scattered about with beer cans sitting in the cup holders.

As your cramped group of friends unloaded from the car, you spotted Minseok sitting in a chair bantering with one of the guys throwing the ball. He sported an adorable gummy smile that had butterflies spreading their wings in your stomach. A voice quickly broke your focus from the pitcher.

“How are you going to fit all those girls back in your car when they’re all drunk out of their minds?” Baekhyun laughed, beelining to your friend.

“Don’t worry. Some of them aren’t planning on coming back with me.” She wiggled her eyebrows, effectively making the boy laugh harder.

“I figured you weren’t planning on going home tonight.” He teased, and your friend’s face reddened.

She turned to you, shoving her car keys into your hands, “Take these.”

“I am so sorry you’re friends with this mess.” Baekhyun finally addressed you.

“Shut up, Byun,” She pushed his shoulder, “Where’s Chanyeol?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

Your friend held her hand up, threatening to push him again.

“The backyard. God, you’re so violent.” Baekhyun grinned and watched you walk into the house.

Just as you entered the living room, your friend’s tall crush was walking in through the back door. That was the moment you realized you were on your own. Chanyeol offered you and your friends drinks, which you declined now that you had been elected to the designated driver.

You stood next to your friend as she flirted with Chanyeol. Your eyes wandered around the room, noting the familiar people, specifically the pitcher you accidentally just made eye contact with. Minseok was quick to hide his face under his cap as he pretended to look into his beer. The butterflies were taking flight.

A hand on your shoulder snapped you out of your curiosity. Baekhyun smiled when you met his gaze.

“You look a bit lonely.” He commented.

“Wha-” You glanced to your other side to find that your friend had left you, “Why am I even surprised?”

Baekhyun giggled, scanning the room for a second. “You know, your friend kept bothering Minseok about who he wanted to wear his jersey number, so he jokingly told her to give it to her cutest friend,” he leaned closer to you, “He said you were definitely the cutest when we were in the locker room.”

“What? Has he even seen Subin?” You responded in disbelief.

“I’m just giving you the facts. He doesn’t really talk much about girls.”

You glanced over at Minseok briefly. He was listening to Jongdae while turning his hat around. His dark hair was pushed back under the fabric, and you really wanted to know if it was as soft as it looked.

“He’s pretty shy, but if you go flirt with him, he wouldn’t try to push you away. He loves cheesy pickup lines.” Baekhyun winked before walking away and calling to Jongdae to help him with the keg outside.

How were you supposed to even start up a conversation with him? Harnessing all the courage in your body, you strolled right up to him.

Minseok’s eyes widened slightly, making him look innocent and adorable. “Hi.” The shy word left his lips.

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You held your hand out.

He shook it gently, “Minseok.”

“Um… If you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber.” Your voice was soft as you attempted to flirt.

When Minseok didn’t respond and just stared at you, you immediately began thinking of ways to backpedal. But then a smile broke out across his face and a giggle erupted from him.

“Are you an outfielder? Because you look like an angel.” He said, watching you cover your face in embarrassment.

Of course, he would use a baseball pick up line. You quickly wracked your brain for something about baseball that your friend taught you that you could use. Once it clicked, you blurted it out.

“No, I’m an umpire. Give me your number, so I can make the call.”

His jaw dropped in surprise, “That was a really good one. You win.”

“Do you care if I sit with you?” You asked, gesturing to the spot next to him on the couch.

“I’d be offended if you didn’t,” He smiled, “I’m assuming Baekhyun told you what I said.”

“How’d you guess?” The couch cushion sunk gently under you as you sat.

Minseok’s hand lifted from his lap and pointed to the window by the back door. “He’s keeping tabs on us.”

You peered over just in time to see Baekhyun and Jongdae hurriedly hide after being caught.

“Aish, he’s so embarrassing,” Minseok rubbed the back of his neck, “You’d think he’s the pitcher with all the curveballs he’s throwing.

The snort that slipped out of your mouth had you covering your face again. That brought the wide gummy smile back to Minseok’s face. The butterflies were crashing into each other now.

“Maybe he just wants you behind the plate because I’m a good catch.”

If you could hear one thing for the rest of your life, it would be Minseok laughing at your lame jokes.

It was well past midnight, and you had a few sleepy girls to take back to their apartments. You had spent the whole night glued to Minseok’s side, which he seemed to have been stuck to yours as well.

He helped you herd the group of girls to your friend’s car. Once they were in the backseats, you turned to the boy, not really wanting to leave just yet. There was a subtle smile on his lips as his hands cupped your face before kissing you softly. Your friends were whooping and rocking the vehicle at the sight.

He leaned back, his thumbs caressing your cheeks, and spoke quietly, “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

You nodded and glanced at his lips. Minseok grinned before leaving another sweet kiss. This time when he pulled back, he slipped his cap off and placed it on your head.

“Be careful driving.” He warned.

“I will. Goodnight.” You smiled as he began backing away from the car.

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

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