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jinxedmuse · 8 months

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seventeen ot13 reaction + head cannon: if they had a black cat personality type s/o that showed affection (not so) subtly

authors note: hiii! enjoy these quick scenarios i wrote today bcs i realllyyy miss the boys! a lot of these were hard to write but i tried staying true to their personal ideal types + how the members like to receive affection! enjoy :,)

special dt to: @chwecandi mi new amiga! ty 4 being crazy over the boys with me 😭🫂

warnings: none, some kisses here & there but nothing suggestive, should be gender neutral, teeth rotting fluff <3

choi seungcheol: acts of service s/o

scoups knows you aren’t the outwardly affectionate type and respects that but he is such a baby boy :(

as the maknae of his family & yet the eldest + leader of 12 men he NEEDS TO BE TAKEN CARE OF FROM TIME TO TIME (almost all the time) !! he’d be coming home from work exhausted but craving your touch.

you’d give him the quickest peck on the cheek (right on his dimple) before pushing him towards the bathroom.

“why, whyyy, i wanna cuddle!!” he’d complain all pouty :(((

he opens the door and almost cries on the spot. you had prepared him a piping hot water bath with lavender scented epsom salt for any possible soreness and roses for extra hydration. his towel was already hung up as was his robe for when he got out.

he immediately turns back and looks at you like???? why are you the best person ever??? gives you kisses all over your face repeatedly, you tilt your head back trying to dodge some but you secretly loved it.

“okay cheollie get in before it gets cold, choo go away.” you’d complain.

he smiles and starts undressing himself at your order. he gets into the tub and lets out a pleasurable sigh, feeling instantly relaxed. you give a smile at the doorway, happy that your person was content. you’re about to close the door when he suddenly called your name.

“you’re not gonna join me?”

p.s (you joined him ;)

rest of members below!

yoon jeonghan: words of affirmation + acts of service s/o

you and jeonghan enter a new restaurant together. he had been excited, seeing an ad about it a few weeks before it’s opening and wanted to take you but he was too busy to ever make any reservations himself.

so, you had secretly done it yourself to line it up with his free schedule.

“booths or table?” the waiter ask and before jeonghan could answer you spoke up. “table, please.”

jeonghan pouted but followed the lead, heading to your table. “babe, i wanted the booths so i could be closer to you” he said as he sat down on the opposite side of you.

to be honest, you had always found couples who sat in booths up each others asses were frustrating to look at. maybe it’s just because you weren’t the biggest fan of physical touch.

and, today jeonghan had his short black hair styled so that he had slight layers and a bang. he was wearing a black button up with the sleeves rolled up. his black and gold yves saint laurent bracelet fully showing around his slightly veiny arm. you wanted to admire him face to face and the best way to do that was with tables.

so you told him that.

“i wanted you in my direct line of view. you look handsome.” you replied nonchalantly, focusing back on the menu.

he nearly got out his seat to give you a kiss then and there. yoon jeonghan was without a doubt, an insane visual. he was aware of the effect his looks had on people but he was so used to being called: beautiful, pretty etc, especially when he had his longer hair so this felt new. it made his heart flutter.

your words were always so straightforward yet no matter how long you had been dating, they always had an effect on him.

jeonghan put a hand over his heart, making sure it was still beating properly because he could’ve sworn it skipped a beat.

“y/n” he said your name gently, full of love. you looked up, confused at the sudden tone, there was a clear shift in the air that felt way too emotional for you.

“you know how much i love you, right?” he asked. it was a rhetorical question. you knew clear and through, and you had always made sure to let him know as well since too much of physical touch or pda made you slightly uncomfortable.

“i know, i do too.” you replied with a smirk. he was about to speak up once more but the waiter came up to your table, breaking the tension in the air.

hong joshua: gift giving s/o

“ahh babe, this is the third gift you’ve already given me in the last two weeks.” he adorably complained, looking at the new box sitting in front of him.

you pushed his head to the side before pointing at the box. “open it.” you ordered. excited for him to see what would be inside.

he complied, opening up the box and the smile never left his face. it was a perfume making set with customized bottles that had his name on them.

he was practically beaming from ear to ear. eyes almost disappearing as he smiled.

he looked adorable.

you wanted to say it but you always had a problem with cheesy things or just putting your words together in general. so you bought him things, anything he wanted, stuff he looked at for a second; just to see that smile.

joshua turned to embrace you, pulling you into a big hug. you hesitated for a moments before hugging back, hand patting his back slightly awkwardly.

“i really appreciate all this, and you most of all. seriously.”

your heart quite literally skipped a beat but you’d rather eat a 100k scorch level peoper before admitting that.

[a/n: didn’t really mention it but i feel like we all collectively know joshua is 100% the giving type as well >< !!]

wen junhui: quality time s/o

if you were a black cat, wen junhui was an orange one through and through. sure, your boyfriend looked cold but he was a cinnamon role embodied to you and his members.

always finding a new prank to play, new flirting technique he learned on the internet or simply finding any excuse to touch you. it was often overwhelming but you loved him regardless.

jun recently started feeling like he was annoying you, you could tell because whenever he’d be rambling about something he’d cut himself short on his own accord. you’d tell him to continue but he’d simply say it wasn’t important.

it hurt you that he felt that way and you wanted him to know that you didn’t find him annoying. you valued him and his company and didn’t mind if that came along with his constant tricks.

that’s why you called him over your apartment one day after his schedule. he came over, slightly worried because he usually had to make the first move to hang out.

you opened the door and there he was, standing in all his glory. you opened the door wider and he came through, instinctively going in for a hug which you allowed.

“soo..” he started shyly, looking around your apartment.

“what did you plan on doing today?” he asked you, meeting your eyes, searching to see if it would give away what you were scheming.

but you weren’t scheming anything, you simply missed your boyfriend.

“nothing, just missed your presence.” you replied coyly, looking down at your feet before looking back up at him and ohhhh boy was he smiling like a cheshire cat.

you made your way to you living room and flooped down on your couch, he followed behind you and watched you.

you patted the empty seat next to you while looking up at him.

“sit next to me, please.”

that’s all it took for him to practically leap onto the couch, claiming his space next to you. he pulled you into an embrace before settling down and laying his head on your lap.

kwon soonyoung: gift giving + physical touch

you had just left a restaurant with your boyfriend and you were now walking around your favorite secluded park.

you stop in your tracks once you remembered something, “oh right, i have something for you.”

hoshi looks at you, his pink lips forming into a pout. “well this is awkward because i have something for you too.” he’d say.

you pull out the gifs at the same time and you both can’t help but laugh, they were both jewelry boxes.

“ah kwon soonyoung, what am i going to do with you?” you asked teasingly, he’d be so exited like a cute hamster tiger, urging you to open his first.

you open it and sure enough, it’s a ring from the matching couple set the brand had to offer. he’d open yours and it was the necklace/chain version from the same brand.

“i think we’re actually meant to be” he’d say in suchhhh a serious tone it’d make your heart flutter.

“yeah right, as in fate?” you’d say walking away, (after putting on your gifts of course >:( !!), when he’d suddenly tug you back into him.

a warm embrace on a cold winter day, he places a gentle kiss on your head before releasing you and you can’t help but smile.

he truly knew how to make you the shyest person on earth.

jeon wonwoo: words of affirmation? (he talks x you listen) + quality time

jeon wonwoo had a cold and quiet persona but those close to him knew it was all but true.

he was silly, loving when people reacted well to his jokes. he loved learning or reading something new and rushing to tell his loved ones (you) his new learned information, most of all, he loved interactive video games.

he had invited you over about 2 hours ago and you guys were currently sitting on his couch, playing a newly released game side by side.

while you were playing, he had been rambling on about his day. everything from what time he had to wake up, rehearsals, how there was a new makeup artist, comeback concept, and even the last joke hoshi made as they were leaving set.

making sure not to leave anything out even as he concentrated on the game.

it was no longer you turn during the game so while he was wrapping up his story you took a hand and brought it up to his head, petting his hair gently before letting your hand rest at the nape of his neck for a second.

“you’ve been working so hard. you’re doing really well. i’m beyond proud of you woo.” is all you’d say before retreating your hand and picking up your controller once more.

he looked at you, a warm feeling in his stomach. ever since he got with you, he truly learned what (romantic) love was.

“i’m so glad you’re mine.” he’d reply, his cute smile taking over his face before he’d focused back on his game.

[a/n: K!LL ME NOW I WANT HIM SO BAD??\€£\ okay u may continue]

lee jihoon: quality time/physical touch (+ acts of service if u squint)

composer s/o x producer woozi

are you kidding me? this man is head over heels in love with you. and he’s very apparent about that, in his own way.

you guys are both black cats so the whole pda and overally affectionate aspect is out the window but behind closed doors? in the confines of your own houses/studios?

whole different story.

you guys compose and produce music with one or the other on each others lap. gently playing with each others hair, rubbing each others stomach, and sometimes he massages your thigh. nothing inherently sexual about it, he just loves touching you. doesn’t even realize he’s doing it sometimes.

when you’re too busy to see each other he’d ask you to send him a voice note and you would (so confused?) next thing you know he adds it to the beginning or ending of a song he’s working on. adding it to your private mixtape for each other :(

when he’s working too hard, you’d sneak into his studio, keeping him company quietly. you’d place a energy drink and some food by him, patting his hair before giving him a gentle peck on the cheek.

“you’re working hard, take care of yourself as well babe. call me when you’re done, i reserved (seats/tickets/etc) for us around (insert time)”

he’d literally melt???

lee seokmin: acts of service + words of affirmation

you guys are sooooo grumpy x sunshine coded :(((((

oh heavens, he loves u sm like it’s BAD for him??? GET UP DK!

you’d be exiting a restaurant and notice he’s a bit too tall for the walk way door thingy (spare me) so you’d go on your tippy toes and have your hand over it, protecting his head in case he hit himself.

(his heart nearly exploded at the action please let him rest)

it’d be cold outside and he’d have no gloves. you give him one of yours (albeit his hands are wayy bigger) but he’d still be so grateful.

with both your gloveless hands, you’d take them and put them in your pocket. keeping them away from the cold.

(he blushed so bad he litch got warm, give him a warning?)

one day while taking pictures, he didn’t like how any of them turned turned out. you aren’t (really?) on social media so you couldn’t understand the dynamics of the right angle, right lighting and his need to capture the “perfect bf material pic”

whatever that meant??

you let him complain all he wanted but you get annoyed the second he even ATTEMPTS to slander his looks (absolute blasphemy in your books!)

“my (insert body part) makes me look a littl-“ before he can even finish his sentence you cut him off.

“it makes you look too handsome. you’re right, don’t post he pics; i’m not ready to keep sharing my boyfriend with the world.” you’d say in the most seemingly serious tone??? (you were being 100% serious)

he dropped his phone onto the couch, no longer caring about the pictures and pulled you down onto him. the biggest smile on his face as though he won the lottery.

“it hurts how much i love you.” he’d say.

kim mingyu: also acts of service + words of affirmation

husband material gyu 100% loves getting taken care of after (also) having to cook and clean for/after his members who tease him relentlessly (pos i swear!!)

he’d come home sooo tired after a long day of filming content, all he wanted to do was sleep.

you’d be too busy to greet him at the door. in the kitchen, cooking him his favorite comfort meal for the night.

he comes in the kitchen, giving you a back hug as you finished up the last dash.

“i knew i smelled something delicious, my favorite person cooking my favorite meal.”

he attempts to give you a kiss but you had honestly felt stuffy from being in the kitchen so long and your face was kinda sweaty “ahhh gyu noo, at least let me shower first” you’d complain, letting him hug you but pulling your head away.

he’d pout but understand, backing up to give you your space. you’d turn around seeing him pout, God was it adorable but you stood your ground.

“also, the bed is already made and i have some comfortable clothes laid out for you once you’re done eating & your shower.”

he’d smile so lovingly like what did he do to deserve you??? and his heart grows even fonder once you said:

“tell me about your day over dinner, you’ve been doing so much and i’m super proud but i’ve missed you.”

if he worshipped anyone it would 100% be you. you were his knight in shining armoire especially after long days like this.

xu minghao: quality time + acts of service

you guys are adorably in love with each other i’m jealous! he paints you so much (+places you’ve been tg & etc) that he could practically open up a museum of his fondest memories of you.

you weren’t so bad at the art either so one day you decided to surprise him.

you didn’t even hear him once he came home.

“babe?” he’d call out in the cutest voice, looking for you. he needed to recharge and you are 100% his vitamin.

he’d find you in your office working on a painting of??? him??? if his heart could grow any bigger for you it just did.

“wow, i think i’m in love with you?” his voice would startle yo, pulling you out of your train of thoughts while painting.

“oh hey ming” is all you’d say with a timid smile before returning to your work.

“well, i’ll let you finish up” he’d but you almost get whiplash from how fast you turned around.

“no! i have some nido soup i made earlier in the pot. it should be still kinda warm. heat yourself some and pull up a chair next to me.”

(his heart just did a back flip btw)

he smiled ohhhh so beautifully yk that one smile he does when he’s looking at the members fondly? yeah that one ughhh :(

boo seungkwan: words of affirmation

boo is wayyyy more sensitive then he lets on. he needs all the love and support you have to offer because our boy works hard :(

since you can’t see each other often because of all his promotions, you had an idea! a very cheesy one but an idea nonetheless!

you had a heart shaped jar, on it you wrote “for me boo: seungkwan” . inside the jar were 100 exact folded sticky notes filled with things you absolutely adored about him.

small things from how cute he looked when he scrunched up his nose when he laughed to deeper things only the two of you spoke about on late night, reminders that you truly paid attention to him.

now a part of you was physically in pain from this but oh the moment you thought about how happy he would be you didn’t care how sappy it was.

you gave it to his manager to give it to him after one of his shoots. he opened it in the car, reading one was all it took for him to start balling.

he called you right after and immediately planned a date night, suddenly not being able to handle the absence of your presence ;(

(you found out he keeps these with him at all times whenever he needs a pick me up)

chwe vernon hansol: words of affirmation

like big time HELLO SHOWER HIM IN PRAISE FOR THE BEAUTIFUL BOY HE IS ??? (but also don’t overwhelm him!! be the smooooth ass mf ik u are!)

you guys are chilling on his couch, watching his newly released music video. his head on your lap as you played with his ear (which he’s absolutely smitten over but it’s hard for him to admit that)

his part comes up and your heart rate litch goes faster the moment he’s on the screen.

“you look really good in this shot.” you’d say, trying to keep your cool and collected composure.

“oh yeah?” he’d reply. no longer looking at the video but positioning himself to where he’s looking at you.

you continue talking, avoiding eye contact because you know you can’t handle the way he looks up at you with his pretty brown eyes through his long lashes.

“yeah. your voice and your style of rap is cool, it makes me want to constantly rewind just to see it again. i’m proud of all the work you do, i wish you could appreciate yourself the way i do you.”

and ohhhh my?? if you didn’t have his heart before (which you did) you CERTAINLY had it now!

if you picked him up, he’d probably be a pile of mush. to say your words had an effect on him was an understatement.

you as a whole rocked his world. undoubtedly.

lee chan: quality time + acts of service

you entered the practice room quietly, trying not to disturb the younger guy but he immediately turns around. a big smile on his face as soon as he sees you.

“baby, i missed you!” he’d say with the CUTEST face ever might i add???

you smiled and held up both your hands, takeout in one and drinks in the other.

“you’ve been copped up in here almost all day, i got you some stuff.” you’d say. he knew you weren’t trying to baby him although you were older, just worried that you boyfriend hasn’t fed himself properly today.

“i know i know, i have a new choreo i wanna learn for danceology”

you looked at him with fondness, he truly worked so hard. it was nothing but admirable.

“well then don’t mind me, i’ll sit over there” you pointed to in front of the mirror. you wanted a full view of him working his magic.

“you wanna watch me dance?” he’d ask all cutely (yk how when he was a question for one of the older members :(???)

you nodded, small smile on your face and he got sooo excited! he can do something he loves in front of the person he loves and then eat some food he loves???? triple win!

[a/n: he is the cutest ever i Want to bash my head into a wall also thank you so much if you read all i hope i destroyed ur view of parasocial relationships 🙂! stay safe & enjoy ur day/night!!!!! xoxo]

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imonanotherlebel · 2 months

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Hello, may I request Vernon x reader girlfriend making out in a car?

Ahagahgdfbfhhdhzzzzz Omg that is so hot!!!

Genre: Smut-ish, romance, established relationship

Pairing: Vernon x reader

Warnings: Minors DNI, Suggestive content, swearing, making out, touchy touchy, fem receiving DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR!!!

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His hand was on your thigh, squeezing it gently while the other hand was on the steering wheel. He was a damn good driver, so you knew you were in good hands.

You bit your bottom lip as the anticipation grew. Gosh the mood was so right. You thought to yourself. How did we get here, you may ask...

Well you guys are on your way home after a dinner at Vernon's parents. At dinner, Vernon's mom had mentioned how she thought one day when you and Vernon would have a child, she could flex her grandkid because she is sure the baby will be super cute. Then Vernon's dad jokingly mentioned you two to get married soon and give them grandkids.

In that moment, you saw a shift in Vernon's mood. You knew him, the thought of making you pregnant riles him up every time. He has a breeding kink, a very very strong one.

So you knew he wanted to get you home soon, and fuck the hell out of you. And soon enough, Vernon had excused yourselves, lying how he had schedules in the morning.

Fast forward to now, you both were needy as hell. His hand on your thigh was the ultimate sign of his neediness.

He knew he had to stop driving as his mind was too horny to function. His brain was hazy, with all of the thoughts running through his head.

"Babe?", he spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Mmmm?", You replied, almost moaning.

The car took a massive turn, pulling up to a dark corner. Immediately his hand found you, despite the darkness.

Your eyes soon adjusted to the dark setting. The dim lights from the tiny lights in the vehicle illuminating your skin.

You were quick to crawl onto his lap, grabbing his head in your hands as you straddled him.

His hands roamed your body, one hand moving all over your back. You both made eye contact, mutually appreciating how the both of you looked under the dim lights. A little red here, a little blue there, a little white illuminating just enough for the both of you to find your way.

He pulled your face close, hungrily bringing his lips to yours, teeth clashing at the force. Switching sides, taking small breaths. You soon felt Vernon smiling into the kiss, even in this situation, Vernon managed to show his happiness. You knew the thought of the whole thing makes Vernon a happy happy man.

So you made it better by going lower, kissing his jawline, and then his neck. Sucking and biting there, eliciting a moan out of his pretty lips. "Fuck, baby. So good for me"

His hands rubbed both your thighs up and down, and soon you could feel his bulge growing bigger and bigger under you.

He pulled you into another kiss, taking the reins. his hand moving to the back of your neck, holding your face so he could taste your pretty mouth properly. His other hand skillfully worked its way into your panties, a finger gliding through your wet folds. You let out a whimper, and Vernon quickly let his tongue slide into your mouth, kissing you hungrily. Your lips moved it sync, tasting each other.

His fingers were now sliding into you, "Oh fuck" you moaned out, but it barely came out as Vernon was swallowing each and every moan you made. He took a little break, leaning back into his seat, taking in the beauty in front of him; his pretty girlfriend on his lap, dripping wet on his fingers, moaning his name and just a sexy mess. What a lucky man I am. He thought.

He continued to slide two digits into your dripping pussy, pulling moan after moan out of you. You kept grinding on him, wanting more and more friction as you felt your orgasm nearing.

"Fuck, Baby... Faster...", you moaned. One of Vernon's hands held your waist as the other fucked the breath out of you. His mouth found it's place in your neck, kissing and sucking all the right spots. He could feel you clenching on his fingers.

"Good girl, cum for me baby..", he cooed lovingly, breathless...

"Ohhhh... FUCKKKK!", you screamed out as your climax washed over you. You kept riding your orgasm while his fingers moved in and out of you, making you roll your eyes.

"Oh wow", you sighed and fell onto his chest as his movements stopped. You soon regained your senses. Vernon is hard. You could feel him under you. You reached your hands to palm him when Vernon stopped you by holding your hand. "Let's go home so I can fuck a baby into you.", he said.........

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AHsggdhshgsgshsh Hope you liked it!!!! *screaming. crying. throwing up*

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kimbappykidding · 3 months

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Vernon had gotten a lot of things wrong in your relationship, but he didn't realise any of that until you were gone.

You'd never been insecure in a relationship but then again Vernon was the first idol you'd dated.

You were an idol yourself from the group G-(I)dle and had been for 3 years before you and Vernon got together. You knew how the industry worked but it didn't make it any easier when rumours started going viral that Vernon was dating a girl who wasn't you. The claims were he was dating Yeri of Red Velvet and although the article wasn't official it was getting around the Internet. The thing that bothered you most about it, was Vernon never messaged you about it.

You'd both been busy with work recently and hadn't seen each other in nearly 2 weeks. You only just got back from touring and Vernon had his new song to promote. You called and texted but not as frequently as usual. All of this would've excused him not texting you but this story was big! It was trending and you found it weird he didn't think to talk to you about it. It was made worse by the fact Vernon and Yeri were friends and you knew there had been some history there. You trusted that was all far in the past so didn't think the rumours were true but part of you wondered what they'd been doing for people to assume they were dating. It could've been innocent and they were merely together but you had no idea because Vernon had never explained it to you.

So you found yourself following the trend without meaning to and Soyeon caught you. "You're not paying attention to any of that crap are you?" she asked. You tried to hide your phone and then sighed "I just want to see what made them think that". "But you're dating Vernon so you know it's not true". You frowned "see we never actually made it official". "Wait what?" Yuqi asked and you sighed "he never asked me to be his girlfriend in those words, we just became what we are so technically we're not even anything". Minnie shook her head "but you are dating, just because he didn't ask you doesn't mean anything". "Doesn't it?" you asked and Soojin frowned "but this is Vernon. We all know he considers you his girlfriend. What's he said about this scandal". "Nothing" you said and that made them all pause. "Right?" you cried "I know he's been busy but don't I deserve a reassuring text or something?". Your members nodded "totally, have you tried messaging him?" Shuhua asked. "But why should she have to message him?" Yuqi replied and the others shrugged. "You reassure your partner even if it's trivial. How doesn't he get that?". "But you said Vernon's a little...distant anyway isn't he?" Minnie asked and you nodded.

You and Vernon were very different people and in some ways that worked very well. You were complete opposites and helped the other step out of their comfort zone. You helped Vernon communicate and express himself more and Vernon helped you become more thoughtful and independent. However, there were times like today when your base expectations weren't being met.

In the end, you decided not to do anything. You wanted to wait and see how long it took Vernon to say something and 2 days later he still hadn't texted you. On the 3rd day, he sent you a funny cat video and you realised him telling you about the scandal wasn't even on his radar so you got the opinion of a male friend to see if it was a gender thing.

Jongho from Ateez had been a close friend of yours for years and again like you and Vernon the two of you were opposites but it worked. You'd kind of forced Jongho to be your friend initially but now he liked it. You rang him up and he picked up quickly "Hey Y/n what's up?". "So I have a hypothetical to run by you". "Oh goodie!" Jongho said sarcastically and you laughed "so imagine you're dating a girl and a dating rumour about you comes out. Would you text your girlfriend about it?". Jongho paused "well I mean surely she knows it's fake if she's my girlfriend". "So you wouldn't mention it at all?" you asked and Jongho was quiet again "no I'd probably mention it just to reassure her it was bullshit. I'd at least bring it up in person and say how annoying it was or make a joke out of it". You nodded "and what if the girl wasn't your girlfriend. You'd been casually together for a little while". "Oh then I'd definitely bring it up because she might think I'm seeing both of them!". "Thank you!" you cried and Jongho laughed. "Vernon?" he asked and you nodded "he's not contacted me since his rumour came out". "But you're dating". "See we're not officially and if I'm honest I did check the articles to see what the photos of the two of them were". "So you don't trust him?" Jongho asked and you shook your head "I do but sometimes I just feel so...unsure in our relationship. He's not very good at communicating and rarely expresses how he feels. I didn't know he actually fancied me until our 4th date when he told me, he's that good at hiding how he feels and sometimes I just feel like I'm too demanding. That I'm too clingy and asking too much of him so I don't tend to share how I feel". Jongho was quiet "Y/n that's not good. You should never feel like you're bothering your partner when you're asking for something you need". "I know but there's no malice on Vernon's side! He's the sweetest the times when I have mentioned things to him I just don't want to have to do it for everything". Jongho nodded "you want some of the things to be instinctive so you're not constantly reminding him". "Exactly!" you agreed and Jongho sighed "well I don't know what to advise. How long have you been together?". "6 months" and Jongho nodded "out of the honeymoon period. From what I hear a lot of couples have problems then so you're not alone". "But how do I know if it's something we can overcome or an incompatibility?". Jongho was quiet for ages and then sighed "I have no idea".

Then to make things more confusing Vernon texted you one day asking if you were free and if he could come over. You told him you had a break from the tour for the next few days and he appeared on your doorstep 24 hours later. The minute you saw him standing there all the emotions you felt for him and all the fondness hit you. You opened the door and he shot you a smile "there she is" and hugged you tightly picking you up slightly. You blushed and squealed as he lifted you. "It's been way too long" Vernon said still not letting you go and you nodded "too long, but how's your promoting going?". "We're finishing tomorrow and I can't wait but forget that tell me about your tour!".

Once you'd caught up with one another Vernon pulled you into his arms again. "I missed you so much" Vernon said pressing a kiss to your temple and resting his forehead against yours. "You did?" you asked and he chuckled "of course I did! I always miss you". "Oh" you said and Vernon chuckled again "did you think I just don't miss you when you're away touring". "I don't know, maybe" you said and Vernon looked at you, clearly confused why you might think that. "Really?" he asked moving back so he could see you and you looked down "no of course not I..." and you trailed off. "Y/n?" Vernon asked and you looked at him "sorry, I'm just tired". "Are you sure?" he asked sensing something was up but you hated confrontation of any form so just nodded folding into his chest. You pushed your feelings away and smiled at him "I'm fine". Vernon nodded "okay then" and wrapped his arms around you again. Wrapped up together you could almost pretend it was fine but when Vernon left the next day you felt heavy all over again.

You carried on as normal, ignoring any doubts you had and just as the rumours about Vernon and Yeri died down a blast from the past came back. Vernon's ex Eunji used to work for Pledis as a stylist but had moved to KQ Entertainment when they broke up. Eunji hated you as, unknown to you, Vernon broke up with her so he could ask you out. She'd frequently messaged Vernon asking to get back together and had even sent you some horrible texts too and later claimed she was drunk. Jongho knew of her and she knew the two of you were friends so largely avoided him and his members which suited Jongho fine. He updated you on anything you needed to know about her and sometimes told you more than your own boyfriend.

You didn't hear about the Ateez x Seventeen collaboration until Jongho mentioned it. When it was clear you had no knowledge of it Jongho told you that Eunji was working on the project...but Vernon forgot to mention that to you. You were angry and when you next saw Vernon didn't hesitate to bring it up.

"Why didn't you tell me you were doing a collaboration with Ateez?" you asked and Vernon paused. He clearly got what you meant by the look on his face. "Because I didn't know if she'd be there or not". "You knew she still works for them right?" you asked and he nodded "Yeah...". "And she was there?" you asked wanting to hear it from himself and he signed "yeah but it's not a big deal I didn't speak to her. Well not about anything other than work". You shook your head in disbelief and Vernon sighed "I have to be professional with her Y/n I can't ignore her!". "I'm not asking you to I just wish you would've told me. You not telling me makes me feel like you're hiding something". "But I'm not. I didn't tell you because I knew you'd worry. Things upset you sometimes and I don't want to hurt you so I don't tell you them" he said and that was the worst thing he could've possibly said.

"You don't tell me?" you asked "so you wondered if to tell me this and you decided not to?". "Yes..." Vernon said cautiously as if trying to detect a trap. "I did it to protect you. I always try and protect you". Your worst fears were coming true. Vernon was not telling things and keeping them from you because he thought you were emotional and overreacted. The annoying thing is you didn't want to react now because you thought it would prove him right but had no idea what else to do. You felt so shit and just wanted to cry. You didn't speak trying not to cry and Vernon sighed "please don't be mad...you know how much I care about you". Something about those words and how he was looking at you with those big brown eyes made you explode.

"No I don't!" you cried "because you hardly ever let me in! There's no regular communication or affirmation. I'm not needy but I would like you to tell me how you feel more than once every few months or when I leave the country. I just want you to be upfront with your emotions for me. I always feel bad asking you to adjust and to hear you've been keeping things from me just makes me feel so tired. All I want is honesty and good communication" you said starting to get sad "I mean I don't even know if we're dating". "What?" Vernon asked "Y/n come on you know I'm your boyfriend". "Do I? I never asked you and you never asked me. It just happened and sometimes I have no clue what we are. When I haven't heard from you in 2 weeks I don't know if we're dating or intermittent. I have no idea whether I'm coming or going Vernon and it's horrible!" you cried tears finally leaking down your face and Vernon paused. He didn't like emotion, especially crying because he never knew what to do and you could see the panic on his face which made you cry even more because if he knew you, he'd know all you needed was a hug. Instead, he watched you before rushing to grab you a tissue partially so he could leave the room.

Once you'd calmed down you spoke first because Vernon hadn't spoken in ages and it didn't seem he would be any time soon. "I think I need to go home". Vernon nodded "okay I'll walk you to your car...should I call you tomorrow or something?". You took in a breath and shook your head "I don't know". Vernon nodded "okay" and didn't ask anything more. You reached your car and you looked at him "are you happy Vernon?". "With us?" he asked "yes and I thought you were. I guess I didn't realise how much was wrong". You shook your head "I just don't know if we're too different. If that's our problem". Vernon frowned "I don't think we're that different" but he didn't sound sure at all. "We're polars Vernon and I don't know if I'm fighting a losing battle". "So what do you want to do?" he asked and you shook your head "I don't know but I know if I say I don't know and we walk away it won't be resolved for another 2 weeks and I can't have that...so I think we should just break up".

Vernon's eyes widened "you don't want to work on it? Try and fix it". "I want to but I don't feel like I have the energy...I can't escape the feeling it shouldn't be this hard and I can't keep telling you how to act. I just can't...". Vernon nodded "okay then. I don't want to cause you any stress so we can break up if that will make you feel better". You shook your head wondering how he could even say that but atleast felt like for once you were making the mature decision and not burying your head in the sand. "Okay, goodnight Vernon" and you left.

You of course felt awful following the breakup. No matter how many times you told yourself this was the mature thing to do, to call quits on a relationship that wasn't working, you still missed Vernon. You kept thinking about all the things he did that you loved and wondered if you'd been too hasty or selfish. Your members all comforted you and tried to shield you from anything they could but one-day Soojin came into your room and you could tell from the look on her face she had something bad to tell you. Soojin wasn't one to beat around the bush so she took your hand and told you. "Y/n just so you know before anyone else says it, tonight at the club I saw Vernon leaving with Eunji".

You'd been expecting it but it was still a blow. You'd been broken up just over a month now and wondered how long this had been happening. You trust Vernon hadn't been cheating on you but technically he could've gone to Eunji the night of your breakup and that would've been fine but you didn't know if Vernon was that type of person.

He wasn't.

Vernon laid in bed with Eunji and everything just felt wrong. He hadn't planned on this at all and all his members had been cautious when he said he wanted to come out tonight and he got why. He'd been emotional since the breakup and alcohol typically did not help with that. It didn't, drunk Vernon just missed you more and when he saw Eunji part of him just wanted what was familiar once more but familiar didn't mean good.

Of course, in the moment things had felt good enough and he'd wanted to leave with her, but now with the alcohol leaving his system and his brain returning he just felt so certain this wasn't right. He supposed it could be because this was the first girl he'd been with since you and so it was simply different not bad but that didn't feel right after.

"What are you thinking about?" Eunji asked resting her hands on his chest and Vernon tried not to tense. "Nothing" he said but it was pretty clear what he was thinking about or more accurately who. "It's okay you know" Eunji said "that she's still on your mind". "It is?" Vernon asked and she nodded "It's only been a month it'll get easier and easier and she'll become a distant memory". Vernon didn't even wonder how she'd know the time since you'd broken up. He was too focused on what Eunji saying you'd become a distant memory. He felt himself resisting it although he knew that was the goal. He was meant to stop thinking of you but the truth was he didn't want to. "And a great way to speed up the process is to keep doing things to distract you" Eunji said kissing his neck "so want me to distract you?". Vernon shook his head "I'm really tired so I think I'm just going to sleep". "Oh okay" Eunji said and she settled into his arms. Vernon didn't want to hug her but also couldn't see how he'd get out of it so he just closed his eyes and waited a long enough amount of time to switch her out of them.

You saw Vernon the following week at an award show and your mind immediately went to Eunji. Luckily you spotted Vernon before he saw you and knew exactly where not to look but Vernon didn't. He looked right at you and froze. He hadn't seen you in what felt like ages and he quickly tried to analyse everything about you to see if you'd been struggling as much as he had. Your hair was different which made sense as Vernon recalled you saying you couldn't wait to dye it. Your members were sat all around you like a fortress and you either hadn't noticed him or were purposefully not looking at him but Vernon couldn't seem to stop staring at you. The others noticed and Seungkwan knocked his leg "stop it, youre being too obvious". Vernon nodded and stared at his feet but he felt just shit. He wanted you to look at him to prove you atleast remembered he existed. That you'd been struggling too but all night you didn't even glance in his direction.

Later on at the afterparty Vernon saw your group pass Ateez and you stopped to chat to them. Vernon knew you were friends with Jongho and could see all the guys were bigging you up, complimenting your outfit. He watched Wooyoung twirl you and felt a sharp jolt run through him. "Hey relax" Scoups said beside him "ease up on the glass" and he realised he'd been gripping it so tight his knuckles were white. He set it down and sighed "I need some air" and stood up. "Want anyone to come with you?" Dino asked but he shook his head.

On the way back in he spotted Jongho and the boy saw him too. They were standing across from each other and as Jongho went to walk away Vernon called his name and hurried after him "Hey Jongho wait". Jongho turned and looked at Vernon "what?" he asked, his tone ice cold. "I was just wondering how Y/n is?". Jongho frowned "why would I tell you?'. "Look I know we broke up but I still care about her and want to make sure she's okay". Jongho shook his head "I'm not telling you anything" and turned to walk away but Vernon grabbed his arm "I'm not letting you leave until you answer my question". Jongho looked at Vernon's hand on him and back-up to Vernon. "Y/n doesn't owe you anything and you lost the privilege to know things about her so I'm not telling you anything. Now let go of me before I make you". Vernon suddenly realised Jongho was a lot stronger than him and let go "I'm sorry I just...I keep thinking about her and I just want to know she's okay". "You care so much about her huh?" Jongho asked "funny I thought your priority was Eunji nowadays" and he walked away.

Vernon's world came crashing down as he realised you knew about Eunji. He'd purposefully sworn her to secrecy to avoid this getting out but somehow Jongho knew and so you must know too. Vernon's mind was spinning and this was a disaster. He took out his phone and was texting you when Scoups and Seungkwan appeared "Vernon what happened?". "She knows about Eunji" he said "I have to tell her what happened". "Vernon calm down, you don't need to text Y/n right this second". "I do" Vernon said getting annoyed "she has to know...she has to!" When he dropped his phone and swore loudly. Seungkwan grabbed it before he could and Vernon held his hand out for it but Seungkwan didn't pass it to him. "Give me my phone" Vernon said but Seungkwan shook his head "friends don't let friends drunk text". "Seungkwan give me my phone!" Vernon yelled squaring up to him but Scoups got in between them "Hey, first you try and fight Jongho and now Seungkwan? Outside now!" and he led the younger boy out of the club. Vernon sat down on the curb and put his head in his hands. He sobbed and sobbed while Scoups patted his back.

Jongho called you the next morning and told you everything that happened. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want him taking up any space in your head but Wooyoung thought I should let you know". You nodded "yeah thanks for telling me. So he was pretty emotional huh?". Jongho nodded "he was a mess Y/n, he's really regretting the breakup'. You shook your head "but he's with Eunji". "He was really shaken when I said that too" Jongho said "he had no idea you knew". "He should've figured I'd have guessed" you said unimpressed. Jongho nodded "there's a lot of things Vernon should've done".

The next day Vernon was thinking that same thought. He'd had a terrible night and the thing that bothered him most was he had no idea how you knew about Eunji. They'd only hooked up once and he'd asked her to keep it quiet. His members wouldn't have told anyone so the only person who could've was her. So he called her and asked.

"Have you told anyone that we hooked up again?" he asked and there was silence. "Eunji?" he asked and she finally replied "a few people but what does it matter?". "What does it matter?" he cried "I didn't want anyone to know and guess who does? Y/n!". "Why do you care you're not together" she tried again and Vernon shrugged "so? I still don't want her to know I've slept with another girl". "I won't be your dirty little secret Vernon so if you want this to continue you need to let me tell who I want" Eunji said. "Okay it's over" Vernon replied and she paused "wait I won't tell anyone else". "It doesn't matter I don't want this to continue, it was a mistake anyway". "She doesn't want you anymore!" Eunji cried "there's no way she'll take you back, especially after this so think about what you're doing here Vernon. There's no need to throw this away from her". "It's not just for her it's for me. Goodbye Eunji" and Vernon hung up the phone, his hands shaking so much he dropped it the second he pressed the red button.

Scoups heard him on the phone and knocked "hey can Seungkwan and I come in?" and Vernon nodded. "I didn't realise you were awake" Scoups began "who was that on the phone?". "Eunji, she told people about us and I think she did it on purpose". Scoups nodded "she would've been my first guess" and Vernon sighed "I can't believe I went back to her. It's over now but she's right, it was unlikely Y/n wouldn't take me back before but now it's hopeless!". "No it's not!" Scoups said and Seungkwan who had also been listening outside burst in. "Vernon you need to stop this!" he cried and Vernon looked at him "Seungkwan I'm so sorry for last night I just feel so sad and angry all the time" he said tearing up and Scoups froze because Vernon never cried. Last night he'd been drunk so he let it pass but he'd never seen sober Vernon cry. Seungkwan was less taken aback though.

"Vernon you're not going to win Y/n back by sitting here regretting things, you need to be proactive!" Seungkwan said and Vernon looked at him "what do you mean? There's no way I'm winning Y/n back ever!". "You don't know that!" Seungkwan cried "look the whole reason you broke up was because Y/n didn't think you'd fight for the relationship and look! You're proving her right". Vernon knew Seungkwan was right but still felt deflated "so what do I do?". Seungkwan looked to Scoups wondering how much clearer he could make it. "Fight!" Scoups cried and Seungkwan nodded "show Y/n you care enough about her to make things right. If you want her, tell her you're not going to rest until she knows how much you care about her. At the very least try explaining things to her!" Seungkwan cried and Vernon frowned "but how? She won't speak to me". "Has she blocked your number?" Scoups asked and Vernon paused "I'm not sure, I haven't tried contacting her since we broke up". Both boys sighed "well let's start there then!" Seungkwan said "let's send a text first so it's not as scary as calling and we'll go from there".

You went to sleep late because Jongho insisted on staying up with you to watch the first Harry Potter because he knew they made you feel happy. So you woke up late as a consequence and heard your phone buzz. You reached out for it figuring it would be Jongho or Soyeon when you saw the name and gasped. You dropped the phone right on your face and cursed at the pain. By the time you recovered the ringing had stopped and you waited anxiously to see if Vernon would leave a voicemail...he did.

"Hey, I was really hoping we could talk. After last night some things have become really clear and I wanted to clear up the rumour about Eunji. Something did happen between us but she exaggerated and it's over. If nothing else I just want to apologise to you. So please let me know if we can text, call, meet...anything is fine I just need to speak to you".

Vernon's message shocked you for several reasons. You understood from what Jongho had said that he was upset but figured it was because he'd been caught, to hear he'd ended things with Eunji surprised you. Not to mention Vernon had texted you, of his own volition, asking to talk to you and have a proper adult conversation. You couldn't recall Vernon ever making this effort when you were dating and were pleasantly surprised. So that was probably why you acted so spontaneously and after discussing it with the girls decided to agree with Vernon's request.

Soojin squeezed your hand as you pressed the call button. It rang 3 times before Vernon picked it up "Y/n?". "It's me" you said and he gasped "oh thank god! Y/n thank you so much for calling you! I really need to talk to you". You nodded "okay so talk".

You were curious to hear what he would say but were still hurt by him and weren't just going to roll over. Vernon nodded "yeah I asked you if we could talk so yeah of course. Y/n firstly Eunji, we slept together once on the 11th of November and I regretted it instantly. It was after we broke up and I was a wreck but I thought going out drinking would make me feel better. It didn't. I watched the clock reach the time when we ended it and I just felt like such a loser. I knew I'd let you down and that I'd lost someone amazing. I hated myself but wasn't admitting that so I pretended I was fine but nothing felt right with Eunji and I felt even worse after it. I knew it was over then and asked Eunji not to tell anyone about it but she did and I'm so sorry. I never wanted you to find out about it". "Well it wasn't just Eunji who spread it. Soojin saw you leave the club together so you weren't exactly trying to hide it afterwards". Vernon nodded "you know what you're right. I did a stupid thing that hurt you and I'm sorry. There's no excuses".

Vernon was never usually so honest so you nodded "okay...I can't say all is forgiven but thank you for saying that. Was there anything else you wanted to say?". Vernon nodded "yeah so much but the best way I can think to express is it Y/n I'm so sorry I didn't show up for you or fight for us. I really was happy with you and care for you so much". "Vernon..." you said but he frowned "can I please just say this? I need to". "OKay" you said and he carried on. "I know I didn't fight for us before but I am going to fight for us now. I'm going to fight to show you how much I care about you and prove to you our relationship is worth saving". "Vernon I don't know if we can ever get back there" you said "there was so much wrong and I don't trust you". "Well I'll start there then, I'm going to show you that you can trust me and if we're lucky enough to get back there I'll show you how committed I am to fixing all those things. I can't just let you go Y/n...not without trying". You paused because that was what you'd always wanted to hear and Soojin noticed you get teary. She squeezed your hand again and you took a deep breath. "I can't lie that makes me happy" you said "but also scared. I won't ice you out Vernon but I also won't come running back to you. There's a lot that needs to change". Vernon nodded "of course and thank you so much for letting me try. I won't let you down Y/n!" he said and you nodded "okay Vernon" and hung up.

This time it was your hands that wouldn't stop shaking. "So how did it go?" Sojin asked and you paused "he says he's not giving up on us" and she smiled "that's pretty big for him right?". You nodded "let's just see if he lives up to it".

You honestly had no idea what to expect from Vernon's promise. You'd both left things undefined so you supposed Vernon could call you in a week's time or wave to you at an award show and think that was it...but he didn't.

To start with you got regular texts from Vernon in the morning and night but they weren't just the usual "good morning" texts. In each text, he would tell you something you used to do for him that he appreciated and as the days went by you were intrigued to see if he suddenly stopped or change themes but he didn't. He just kept coming up with more. It was a kind gesture that didn't demand anything of you and you appreciated it as the first step.

So the two of you started texting, Vernon would ask how your day was going and remember when you had a difficult day coming up and wish you luck. He was attentive, patient and supportive. So much so, 3 weeks later when Vernon tentatively mentioned meeting up after work for a coffee you agreed.

Typically to any date Vernon was late and would always have some sort of excuse. When you walked to the coffee shop and saw he wasn't outside you sighed. You waited until the time and then texted him asking if he was far. "I'm already here" he replied and you looked around confused when you saw him waving to you from inside. "I got here early and thought I'd wait inside but I should've told you I'm sorry" Vernon said anxiously but you just smiled "you got here early?". He nodded "of course, you're my priority Y/n and that will never change". You blushed and searched for something to change the conversation. "I should go get a drink" you said when Vernon shook his head "don't worry about that, chai with almond milk right?". You nodded "yeah but why?" when you saw him nod to the barista and who started making you your drink. "Sit he'll bring it over". "You remembered my drink?" you asked "and ordered for me?". "Why not?" Vernon asked "if I can make your day any better then I'll do that". You blushed and with nothing else to distract you just smiled.

You didn't want to get ahead of yourself but this date felt differently. It wasn't just you that did all the talking which usually happened on often because Vernon was too tired. Instead, Vernon talked a lot. He was very open with you about the things he was struggling with at the moment and how his appetite wasn't great. You knew you were probably the reason he looked a little skinnier lately and the second you hinted to that Vernon shook his head. "Don't be silly it's not you, our breakup wasn't your fault". "I mean but I ended it" you argued and Vernon shrugged "so? I did things to make you end it with time and I didn't fight it so it's my own fault. Don't blame yourself for telling me I needed to do better, I actually want to thank you for it". "You do?" you asked and Vernon nodded "yeah as much as it makes me nervous I needed to change. I wasn't fully living and was taking things for granted. You've helped open my eyes and the guys have all commented on the change in me. So no matter what thank you". You shook your head "I...you're welcome?" and Vernon chuckled. You forgot how much you missed the sound of his voice.

After that, you met up with Vernon regularly once a week. They didn't start off as dates but definitely got more light-hearted and date-like. Two weeks later after a restaurant date, you held Vernon's hand and he shot you a beautiful smile. A week after that you linked arms as you walked through the park and now Vernon would put his arm around whenever you sat down. Vernon was a lot more careful with you, in that he was aware of where you were at all times and was intuned to you. He'd move to face you without even thinking and would always take the seat to shade or protect you. You seemed to move in sync and you realised it was because it wasn't just you paying attention to him, he was paying attention to you too!

When you got home you were really happy and the girls noticed.

"What's got you so smiley?" Shuhua asked and you blushed making the girls all pay extra attention. "I bet it's Vernon!" Miyeon said in a sing-song voice and your further blush confirmed it. "Are things still going well?" Soyeon asked and you nodded "he's like a different person! Even when he first started dating he didn't behave like this and it makes me really happy". "That's so sweet" Minnie commented but Yuqi looked at you carefully "so what's wrong?". You sighed "well I don't know if I can trust him. Things are really great now but that doesn't erase everything that happened and he is still the same person deep down with the potential to do the same thing. I want to forgive him and try again but I just don't know if that's wise" you finished with a sigh looking down. The girls exchanged looks, saw they were all in agreement and turned to you.

"Y/n" Soojin said and you looked at her "what?". "I think you should take Vernon back?". "Really?" you asked and she nodded as did the other girls. "But what if he goes back to how he was? What if I look like a fool?". "Well I doubt that will happen" Soyeon said "for one thing you said he was never like this even when you first got back together so there's no reason for you to think he would decline. I think he really has changed. "He's proven himself" Minnie said "he's tried hard and shown he cares about you". "Yeah plus you can always dump his ass if he slips up again, trust me he'll feel more foolish than you" Yuqi said and that made you smile. So with the girls' support, you nodded.

The next time you saw Vernon you decided to tell him your decision but you knew you'd be nervous the whole date so instead you asked him to come to your first and all the girls made sure they were out. Vernon looked nervous when you opened the door and you got that. From your message, he probably worked out this wasn't a casual social call. Still, he gave you a smile when you opened the door and complimented your outfit. "Thank you, you look nice too" you replied and led him into your living room.

Once there you gestured for him to sit and took a seat across from him. "So I just wanted to have a clarifying talk because I know things have changed but we've not verbalised that". Vernon nodded "of course, I've really enjoyed how things have been doing by the way". "Me too" you nodded "but I just have one worry, that this will fade. I love all the care and attention but what if a month down the line things go back to how they were?" you asked Vernon. Vernon nodded "I know and I've considered this before. There's no physical proof I can give you other than my word. Y/n losing you was the worst thing that ever happened to me so I will do everything in my power to make sure that doesn't happen again. Not just that, you deserve way better than how I was treating you before and I'm ashamed of how I was acting. So I will never treat you like that again because I don't want to lose you but also because you deserve to be treated better. I want to cherish you Y/n because I'm lucky to have you and you bring so much into my life...I like you a lot Y/n" Vernon finished blushing but he never looked away from your eye. Not even for a second and you nodded.

"I like you too and I'm ready to try again" you replied.

Vernon's eyes lit up "you are? You're taking me back?" he asked and you nodded. "Y/n this is...I don't even have words!" he cried and dove on you making you laugh as he hugged you. He held you tightly, laughing too "thank you so much I love you" and then he froze "sorry I shouldn't have said that". "It's okay" you said "I'm not quite ready to say it back but thank you". Vernon nodded "no thank you" and he got to do something he never thought he'd be able to again.

He got to kiss you.

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a love worth waiting for - chs

content : bsf!vernon x f!reader ; a lil angsty but fluff & happy ending ; 1.5k words warnings : vernon curses like 2ce lol - you are the most important person to vernon, but is it requited? an : i keep going on random writing hiatuses for no reason even tho i have so many ideas idek someone sos!!

vernon has loved you ever since he met you. as cheesy as it sounds, its something he cant deny whenever his friends ask him about, something he rants for hours about to his sister, something he finds himself thinking about more often than not.

he remembers it like it was yesterday, even if its been years. it was an unusual meeting; seeing a pretty girl on a walk in the middle of summer would usually be normal, if only he didn't trip on a rock and land awkwardly conveniently on your path… and then make a comment on how his sister has the same shoes as you as if you’d care.

but you did. you made sure he was okay and laughed at his comment, then blabbered something about how your boyfriend has a similar hat to him. and, oh. he should've seen that coming.

of course he should have. such a put together, sweet girl would obviously have lines of guys lining up at her feet (or falling, in hansols case). but that didn’t matter - you only just met, you’d probably become friends if he asked for your number, that would be enough for him.

and for the first few months it was enough. you hit it off great, messaging each other often and even hanging out occasionally… well, when your jackass boyfriend let you. he hated your boyfriend - no, despised him. it wasn't even a case of jealousy; more of a genuine worry, at least for a while. he made it vocal on how he doesn’t like how your boyfriend controlled your life, but obviously supported your choices anyway. who wouldn't? you became his best friend, he would do anything to see you happy.

behind the worry he presented, vernon was stuck.

“i don't get it, why would she be with him if he's so.. controlling and mean?” everyday he called his friends.

“she literally looks unhappy, i feel bad and.. i dunno, angry... is that stupid?” everyday he talked about it, about how he wants to help you and, well, about you. “shes so… nice and pretty and forgiving. dude, he really doesn’t deserve her.”

until one day, “i could treat her better.”

he accepted it. he knew it wasn’t fair, for him or for you. everything leading up to that moment that he did, he thought it was simply sympathy. he put on this friendly act to not hurt your feelings, but maybe it was to not hurt his own. you wore your heart on your sleeve. it was obvious you were in love with your boyfriend, not him. and no matter what he did, that wouldn’t change.

soon you noticed the same things that vernon begged you to see in your boyfriend for a very long time. the gaslighting, restrictiveness, the bored attitude, and when you drifted apart it was only a waiting game till you broke it off.

vernon was surprised that the way his eyes sparkled when you came to cry to him didn’t give him away. truthfully, he couldn’t care less about the way it all went down or what he told you while you broke up with him. what mattered was that you were out of the situation you were blinded in.

“he was a fucking dick,” no brainer, “its unfair - y'know, someone you love being out of reach.” those words sounded awfully familiar.

actually, maybe to him what mattered more is that he finally could reach you.

“i still love him,” you mumbled between your tears as vernon cooed at you.

he should've seen that coming too, and he couldn’t blame you at all - ever. but why did it sting so much more than the first time?

when he searched for your laugh after making a joke, you were laughing out of pity. when he comforted you, you weren’t thinking about him and how he was always there for you, instead you were thinking about yourself. when home to him was wherever you were, home to you was wherever your ex boyfriend was.

you just lost someone so dear to you and he was being so selfish.

you two breaking up should've been the greatest thing he has heard in months, but instead he suddenly couldn’t help but feel like there was a bigger wall between you both than ever.

of course, you never had feelings for him in the first place. vernon knew that. but something in him always held onto the possibility of you ending up together. not anymore, not after those four words left your mouth. he felt stupid for ever even having hope.

he paused to think before he spoke - something he rarely ever did when he was with you. “i know you do.” shaking his head gently, he added, “your heart just got broken, its a fresh wound, of course you still love him.” did everything he say have to apply to him too? it was almost humiliating in a way.

“its embarrassing… im the one who broke it off, i shouldn’t like him.” right, you felt it too.

at the end of the day, no matter who he was to you, you recognised him as someone you could trust. you spoke your thoughts freely, you were always by his side, you were his best friend; thats something vernon failed to see. he understood now to expect nothing but appreciate everything. because after all, being your friend would always be enough for him.

vernon promised himself he wouldn’t do or say anything stupid for your sake. he knew breakups are tough, and he knew that feelings don’t change in a day. he loved you, so he never would blame you for anything negative you made him feel. he wouldn’t blame you because you didn’t know.

or so he thought.

because months later when you arrived at his door looking more nervous than usual with a small smile on your face, vernon couldn’t be more confused.

“its almost 11pm.. what’re you doing here…?”

you let yourself in, setting your shoes aside and placing your coat on the hanger before grabbing his hand and dragging him to the couch to sit down.

“is it true?”

“...is what true?”

“is it true that you have feelings for me?”

was that a trick question? “i mean..” he cleared his throat with a harsh cough, leaving the room silent for a few moments that felt like hours. “is that really what you’re doing at my house at 11 in the evening?”

“stop it. stop avoiding the question. just answer me.”

“where’d you even get that idea from? dude i mean, you’re my best friend so if you’re asking -”

“you know what im asking..” your hands felt clammy, suddenly regretting knocking on the door after debating if you should for a solid 5 minutes. “i’m.. not mad or anything.” you added.

this was the million dollar question. he felt scared. “ha..” he couldn’t help but scoff to himself, “yeah.” though his tone tried being confident, the lack of eye contact and leg jittering was enough to see how nervous he truly was.

“im… so sorry,” you stared at him with your nose slightly scrunched - a detail he noticed whenever you were upset. “what? sorry? pfft.. theres nothing to be sorry for.” you figured he’d say that.

“im sorry for not noticing it earlier. i feel like an idiot.”

“no.. i feel like the idiot.” he quickly butted in, trying to take the blame, “you shouldn’t have to ‘notice’ anything. i should have told you ages ago so we could get past… whatever this is. i was just being a pussy and i -”

you admired his dedication to try explain but decided to stop him. “no vernon, im sorry for making you wait.”

making him wait? “what are you even talking about? you didn’t do anything i swear…”

“maybe you really are the idiot..” you suddenly smiled a little wider, catching him off guard, “i meant i'm sorry for not noticing my feelings.. for you.. earlier.”

if he was confused before, he was now completely dumbfounded. the frown on his face wiped into a completely new expression. one of certain shock and hope, but with an equal amount of doubt.

“agh..” you groaned in fake annoyance, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, “i’m telling you that i like you too.”

oh. for once, he didn’t see that coming.

“are you serious?” he mumbled out, struggling to process the consumed information, a million things going through his mind.

“no im lying.” you tilted your head, “obviously im serious, why else would i be here?”

“you’re right.. i don’t know why i said that.” he nodded, a smile forming on his own face, “im just… at a loss of words dude.”

he let go of a breath he didn’t notice he was holding, sighing from relief as he looked at you. no more words were exchanged before he moved closer to hug you. a hug of love, ease and joy.

“if so.. can i be your boyfriend?” he whispered in a happier tone than before, the previous fear moulded into delight.

“yeah. i’d like that a lot.”

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wonuumelody · 5 days

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“ Boyfriend serie ” ; Vernon as your bf

pairing: seventeen vernon x fem!reader genre: fluff, bf thoughts warning(s): use of pet name

Have matching bracelets with you (like this for example)

Very private boyfriend

he made you meet his friends 2 years after you started dating

Not really secretive, they knew he was dating someone,

Not ashamed to say he have a gf, he just don't show pictures or anything

You are his treasure

Always talk about you to his sister

"look at her! She was wearing my shirt and she looked so good with that, isn't she so pretty?"

Your biggest fan

Absolutely love making you laugh

Also love when you make him laugh

He'll always (most of the time) be laughing out loud at your jokes (at his own too...)

Love sending you memes and messages with tons of emojis

Send you tiktok too, where he always say stuff like "we have to do it" even tho he know you'll never be doing anything

He love listening to what you listen.

You have his phone code so in the car, when he is driving you can change the music

He has absolutely nothing to hide so

Never know how to pose when you want to take a picture with him so he usually doesn't pose or put his hands on your shoulder with a smile on his face

Completely adore when you send him random selfies of you

Save them every time in his gallery, he even have an album with pictures of you in it

The selfies he send you on

There is something about you wearing sundresses that just make him go crazy

On his media, he would post faceless pictures of you like this

Buy you a lot of plushies because he knows how much you like them :((

Every time he is on tour or far away from you he would buy you some small gifts

Calls you "babe" everytime

"babe have you seen my phone charger?" "babe do you have gums?" "i like your dress babe"

He even called you "girl" once, you laughed so loud after

He love when you make gifts for him, always keep them in his room and check on them often with a soft smile on his lips

He makes you call him "nonie" or "babe"

Sooo stressed when you call him Hansol

Your partner in crime

You love to watch series together, your ritual is pizza - pyjama - Netflix

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mountainficss · 23 days

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hi! first, I just wanted to say that I've recently discovered your blog, and your works are amazing! )

second, what do you think about sub!vernon?

hi, lovely! thank you so much for reading my works <3 i appreciate it more than you know.

i know vernon is kind of quiet anyway, but i feel like sub!vernon would be really shy. i just get that vibe from him. i also feel like he’d be a really well behaved sub too, just doing everything you want him to and looking so pretty while he’s doing it <3 vernon is just such a sweet boy. i think he’d just want to feel close to you, he’d want your body to be pressed against his all the time. loooves that feeling of intimacy. vernon seems open-minded so i feel like he’d try anything, but overall i think he’d really enjoy vanilla sex. it feels so good to him when you take your time with him, just enjoying the way each other feel. you’d grind on him slowly while you give him sweet kisses all over and oh he’d melt :( he wants to feel how much you love him, and your actions will really show him how you feel. i think he’d be a bit embarrassed so he’d try to keep his whimpers in, but he can’t help when a few slip out because you’re making him feel so good.

i think he’d love for you to fuck him late at night, when all the city lights are illuminating his dark bedroom and when you’re both bundled up underneath the blankets. when you’re both still drowsy and heavy-eyed from staying up late would be his favorite time to feel you, when there’s a mutual feeling of sleepy desire hanging in the air. you’d both sleep with barely any clothes on for this exact reason, with you only wearing his shirt and him only wearing a pair of boxers. would be so easy for you to tug his boxers down, grabbing his hands and snaking them underneath your shirt to your chest. he’d settle them there as you use him, slightly squeezing the flesh when he feels you kiss down his neck. he’d feel like he can’t control his hands, running them up your back then back down to your waist and over your chest again. and when you sink down onto him he’d let out a small whine, making you chuckle. you’d just sleepily ride him as he whimpers underneath you, raking a hand through his hair sensually as he shyly begs you to let him cum. and you would, letting sweet vernon bury his seed into your core as you practically fuck him straight to sleep ;( he’d wrap his arms around your body and you’d fall asleep on top of him with his length still buried inside your twitching hole.

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nevernonline · 7 months

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hiii I loved your svt bf texts! can I please request for Vernon and woozi?? thank u!!

hii! thank you sm for the rec!! I hope you enjoy. 💗

vernon:

woozi:

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sluttywoozi · 2 years

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Part 1 | Part 2

Word Count: ~6.9k (4.2 is smut lol)| Rating: E (18+ MINORS DNI I STG)

Summary: Part 3 of Buy a Boyfriend, Vernon finally gets to take you on that weekend trip!

Content Notes: sappy as fuck, swearing, Vernon is horny for u literally the whole time, food eating, pussy eating, nipple play, fingering, clit stim, piv sex, condomless sex, laughing during sex, breeding kink, straight up he's in love with u, vernon picks up reader, one spank, message or inbox if i missed anything!

Reader notes: stem major reader, has a vagina, has breasts, wears a bikini and a dress, vernon lifts you up (tbh i dont think he could lift me up in real life but this is fiction so i don't give a fuck)

Vernon’s heart races as he waits in the airport for you. He knows it had been hard for you to give up control and let him (and Seungkwan) plan this weekend, and he desperately hopes that you approve of his (their) decisions. It had taken him weeks of ruminating to even settle on a place, let alone where to stay and activities to keep busy.

The landings screen shows that your flight is on time and currently disembarking, and he can’t stop his fingers from tapping on his knees. He’s played your reunion in his mind a hundred times by now, imagining all kinds of different scenarios. There’s one where you run to him and jump into his arms, just like in the movies. There’s one where he takes you straight down to the floor and fucks you on the spot, but the trip wouldn’t be well spent in separate federal prison cells. There’s another one, his favorite, where he sees you first and sneaks up on you, tapping your shoulder and asking about your car’s extended warranty before wrapping you up in his arms and kissing the breath from your lungs.

Vernon’s so caught up in his thoughts he doesn’t notice someone settling into the seat beside him until they clear their throat. He’s annoyed for a second, wondering why they chose to sit right next to him when there are at least four free benches in the immediate vicinity, until he spots the duffle on the floor. His eyes track it upwards, traveling from the sneakers resting on it to the shapely calves to the luscious thighs to the cute stomach to the sweet smiling face. Your eyes lock with his and he forgets how to breathe, air hiccuping in his chest before exiting in a whoosh. In that same breath, his arms have wrapped around you and hauled you into his lap.

Burying his face in your neck, he inhales the scent that he’s missed so much and hears your giggle sound in his ears before your arms snake around his neck to hold him close. He’s swaying you gently, one hand stroking up and down your back and the other finding your cheek to pull you into a kiss. Before he knows it, he’s necking with you in an airport again and he truly can’t find it in himself to give a fuck. When you whimper into his mouth a bit, he has to pull away and do some deep breathing, willing his blood to stop simmering and his heart to stop thumping. It’ll be some time before he can stand and having you in his lap definitely doesn’t help, but he wouldn’t ask you to move for anything in the world.

Fingers tapping on the steering wheel, Vernon brakes gently to bring the car to a stop, holding his breath until he turns to see you stare up at the building in awe. He’d really hoped you’d love it, the weathered yellow siding and white climbing roses and soft tan sand just a few feet down the path. You’d talked about wanting fresh air and sun on your skin, having spent a month already locked up in the lab, so a cottage by the beach seemed the perfect choice.

Your hours were crazy - research didn’t always operate on a set schedule and you spent more time streaking and staining and sterilizing than you did sleeping. Vernon could tell you loved it, passion shining through your voice on the phone, but by the exhaustion in your eyes, he could also tell you were tired. His own classes were getting more intense, finally moving past the basic major classes and getting into the nitty gritty of music production. He swears when he closes his eyes, he can still see sound waves.

His hand only shakes a little as he unlocks the door, hoping that the inside is as cute as the pictures and sighing in relief when it is. Soft pink shiplap and green plants all over create a soothing environment, and the couch looks so plush he wants to pull you on top of him and take the fattest nap of all time. He can wait though, Vernon decides, as you move further into the cottage on bouncing toes.

He can hear you muffling your squeal and contemplates walking over to tug your lip out from between your teeth with his own, but he’ll let you get over your shyness in your own time. He hears your gasp and knows you’ve found the kitchen, feet taking him swiftly into the room to see your reaction. The open window looks out onto the beach, sage green curtains fluttering in the wind. Your fingers smooth over white quartz and butcher block, your eyes roving over the room before settling on the yellow Smeg refrigerator and this time, you can’t contain your reaction.

Vernon’s expecting you to open the fridge and find the groceries he’d asked the owner to buy, cold brew and oat milk for you and wine for later, but instead you spin and launch yourself into his arms. He can only laugh, pulling you closer and swaying you gently in the kitchen as you rave about the decor.

“How did you even find this place? It's so quaint and perfect and the colors are so pretty and the beach is right there!” You say in a rush, eyes wide and shining at him.

“It took some searching but I knew you’d love it as soon as I found the website,” Vernon says through a smile so wide it might split his face in half. “Wait till you see the bathtub.”

Your eyes grow bigger somehow, pupils dilating at the thought of a hot bath for the first time in months. He hopes there are candles and bath oils like he’d requested, and tries not to imagine sinking into the water with you. He has too many things to show you to get distracted now.

You explore the rest of the cottage together, grinning excitedly at each other when you find the massive bed. It stands tall, duvet a stark white to complement the soothing blue walls and honey oak floors, pillows piled high and looking soft as a cloud. Again, he reminds himself he can’t afford to lose focus now and suggests changing into bathing suits to check out the beach, maybe that’ll help.

Bathing suits definitely did not help with the distraction issue, and now Vernon is facing the additional problem of hiding a boner in swim trunks.

It’s not his fault, honestly!

He’d just never seen so much of your body before; you aren’t as comfortable on camera as he is so your side of the screen was always dark when the nightly video calls went that direction. He doesn’t mind though, he knows you like to watch, and he gets to hear you so it’s a win-win situation.

Now though, Vernon can see almost all of you and it’s proving to be hazardous to his health.

He’ll need to ask Seungkwan what vitamins he should get to make his heart stop thundering in his chest like this, or maybe Minghao can teach him some meditation methods? Either way, he’s starting to feel light headed and has to look away from your hands gently smoothing sunscreen onto your legs and take a swig of water.

He’s still drinking when you ask, “can you get my back?” and he chokes on the water in his throat, aspirating some. Vernon starts to turn red as he coughs uncontrollably; whether it’s from an oxygen deficit or embarrassment or arousal, he can’t say.

Your eyebrows raise in concern and you start patting his back, likely wondering if you’ll have to perform CPR (he wouldn’t mind mouth to mouth). He tries to wave you off but you just roll your eyes and thump his chest once, right below his sternum. Magically, it works and Vernon is able to stop coughing and finally catch his breath.

“You good?” You ask, cute little frown pinching your eyebrows. He nods, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth and avoiding your eyes. Without his focus on you, Vernon misses another eye roll and your thumb moving up to pull his lip from his teeth. Your touch sends a shiver down his spine and he can’t help but lock his eyes with yours. He sucks in a ragged breath when your thumb remains on his chin, lightly stroking at his lip and he lowkey hopes you’ll slide it into his mouth so he can bite it. That might be a bit much for a public beach though, and he’s already struggling to conceal his hard dick as it is, so he takes your hand and presses a kiss to your palm before grabbing the sunscreen.

You spin and make sure your hair is out of the way so he can rub the lotion into your skin. Vernon can’t help but dig his fingers into the knots he finds, probably from hours hunched over a microscope or typing away at a data program he’ll never understand. You let out a little whimper when his thumbs press into a big one to the left of your spine, and he spreads his fingers out to soothe you while he finishes working it out. You’re barely holding yourself up by the time he finishes, so he wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a hug, knowing you can feel him pressing against your ass.

You press back and Vernon has to take a deep breath before separating himself from you and proposing a race to the water. He can hear you laughing all the way to the waves from where he’d fallen in the sand after you pushed him. He just shakes his head, feeling his heart swell and his smile grow, and follows you into the ocean, knowing he’d follow you anywhere.

So, ice cream was a bad idea.

Vernon thinks you may be up to something, the secret smile you wear threatening to undo him as you lick at the cone, melted ice cream dripping onto your fingers. If you lick them too, he might pass away on the spot.

He hears your giggle through the rush in his ears, your eyes sparkling knowingly, revelling in his obvious infatuation. He follows the pinky you point out at him until his eyes land on his own ice cream, currently trickling down his forearm to drip off his elbow and land on the hot concrete of the sidewalk. On instinct, he licks up the length of his forearm and cringes at the lingering chemical flavor from the sunscreen you’d threatened him (with your eyes) into applying. He catches your eyes growing wide and then shooting away from him, smirking to himself and feeling relieved that you’re just as hot for him as he is for you.

After more teasing from both sides, he grabs the paper wrapper from your hand and balls it up with his, tossing it into the recycling bin by the street. He turns his head to see you rifling through the beach bag and raises his brows incredulously when he sees you pull out disposable wet wipes.

“What?” You ask, with a challenging quirk of your brow, “it pays to be prepared.”

You wipe your hands off while holding his gaze, and wait. He tries to look contrite, adding on a pout for good measure, and pathetically extends his hands in hopes you’ll clean them for him.

You do, and he does his best to pretend the smug set of your mouth doesn’t make him harder.

The day passes quickly, you tugging him into cute little antique and bath shops, Vernon dragging you into every record store on the block. You find a little sundress, pink and soft and covered in flowers, and wear it out of the store, beaming the whole time.

It’s everything he’s wanted, being able to spoil you and make you smile and get more insight into the things you love. He’d held your hand through it all, your palms getting sweaty and sticking to each other in the heat, neither him nor you caring even a little bit.

Dinner time comes around and Vernon gets to take you to the little spot he’d found, a mini villa right on the sand. It looked just like one of the buildings in Capri from your travel Pinterest board, and boasted the best Italian on this side of the coast and a wine list to match. Your eyes light up the closer the rental car draws to the stone building, following the bougainvillea that climbed up onto the pergola perched above the dark wood double doors.

You ooh’d and ahh’d on the journey to the table, bouncing in your seat when the server opens the curtain to reveal a large window looking right out at the sunset. The light floods in, illuminating your features and making your eyes even deeper and warmer. The server comes back to take your orders and recommend a pairing, and he scrambles to choose, too distracted by taking you in to even look at the menu yet. He remembers seeing something about carbonara on the website when he’d made the reservation with Seungkwan and chooses that, not realizing you’d already ordered the same thing.

Your lips stretch in a knowing smile and Vernon can tell you’re perceiving him, perceiving that he’s already in love with you and that he thinks about you always and that he can’t take his eyes off of you, not for anything. Well, maybe you’re not perceiving all of that but you definitely know something. And Vernon can’t find it in himself to care, would let you know anything if you asked.

And you do ask, all sorts of questions that have him talking through most of the meal, your eyes locked on him and making him feel like the only person in the world. He might as well be, for all the focus you’re devoting to him, and all he can think about as dinner winds down is devoting that same focus to you. He tries his best not to rush the server as they go through their exit spiel and leaves a hefty tip before taking you by the hand and rushing you to the car.

The cottage isn’t far, only about 15 minutes away but the drive feels like a lifetime with his hand resting on your thigh, the heat of your skin searing his palm even through your little dress. He’d had a difficult enough time watching you twirl in it all day, skirt fluttering up to give him a glimpse of your bikini bottoms, and now that he knows he’s about to take it off, time slows down. He doesn’t realize his fingers are tapping at your inner thigh until you rest your hand on his and intertwine your fingers. He glances over to make sure he hadn’t made you uncomfortable but all he can see is your lip bitten between your teeth and he immediately returns his eyes to the road, clenching his jaw and the fingers wrapped around the steering wheel until his knuckles are white.

Vernon all but drags you from the car, after jogging around to open your door and leaning over you to unbuckle your seatbelt. He could feel your chuckle, warm air flowing over his neck and sending a shiver down his spine, and he only tried to move faster.

He’s about to heft you into his arms and carry you over the threshold when you stop completely and tug him closer by the hand he has wrapped around yours.

You press both hands to his cheeks and pull him in for a kiss, slowing his mind down but making his heart beat faster. “We have three days,” you breathe into his mouth.

“I know,” he breathes back, “but I've been thinking about this for four months and I have a lot of ideas.”

Your eyebrows raise before you shrug your shoulders and yank him through the door, now racing him to the bedroom. Vernon wonders if you’d mind just laying on the bed and letting him look at you for a little while, or if you’d be willing to let him mark up your thighs like he’s been thinking about all day, or if you’d want to sit on his face and let him drown in you like he’d been thinking about since he met you. Like he said, he has lots of ideas and not a lot of time.

He’s woken from his thoughts by movement, your hands slowly tugging your dress up, and he stills them with his own before asking, “can I?”

You nod and Vernon feels serious all of a sudden, like this is an important moment, and his hands start to shake when he places them on the hem of your dress. Smoothing his hands up your body, he lifts the fabric with them until your bikini bottoms are exposed. He brings his hands up up up until the dress is coming over your head, your arms raising to assist him, and the air in his lungs turns to steam.

He’d seen you in your bikini at the beach but this is different, this is in a bedroom, with the intent to take it off. His fingers trail along your waist, palms gliding on soft skin, and moving around to fiddle with the tie of your bikini. He won't untie it until you say it’s okay but even the thought has heat rising in him.

You still his hands and Vernon ceases all movement, waiting for you to make the call.

“Can we… shower first?” You seem a bit nervous to ask, and he hopes like hell he hasn’t rushed you too much. You must see that he’s about to apologize and maybe fall to his knees in repentance because you continue, “I just don’t want to get the sheets all dirty with sunscreen and sand. Let’s shower first, and then we can go to bed.”

Which, honestly, makes a fuck ton of sense. You’ll be sleeping in this bed for three days and he knows how you feel about your sheets touching dirty clothes, so obviously you’d want to get clean first.

Before he gets you dirty again.

Vernon lets you unpack a bit and find all your toiletries while he messes with the shower to find the perfect temperature. He thinks he’s just about got it when you appear next to him.

Naked.

His pupils blow wide open and his knees almost give out with how dizzy he suddenly is. He tries to prop himself up on the shower knob but misses completely and falls sideways into the shower. Your reflexes must be amazing because you catch him by the arm and lean back to stabilize him before he hits his head on the tile.

Vernon knows he’s staring at you with wide eyes, they might even be sparkling, as he takes in all of the luscious skin before him. His heart is still racing from your sudden appearance and his near-death experience (definitely couldn’t have anything to do with you being naked) and when your hand comes up to rest on his chest, he takes it in his own and pulls you into the shower with him.

Vernon hears you gasp and sees your skin jump a bit when the hot water hits you, and goes to adjust the temperature. You don't let him get that far, pulling him into a kiss and backing him into the wall. He jumps then, as the skin of his back meets the cold tile, but he settles soon enough when your fingers start petting him, smoothing over his pecs and down to the hair leading to his cock.

He’s still in his swim trunks and knows they must be comically tented by now but Vernon doesn’t care, shifting forward to rotate your bodies and press you against the wall. He smooths his hands around to your back so not all of your skin touches the tile at once and he feels you kiss him harder, sliding your tongue into his mouth to brush up against his hard palate.

Vernon can’t contain his moan now, feeling tingles creeping up his spine when your fingers hit the waistband of his swim trunks. And just like in that first fantasy of you, your fingers dip briefly below the band and then wander to the front to press against his hardness. You’re not as much of a tease in real life (thank fuck) and soon enough, you wrap your hand completely around his dick.

Exhaling a whimper, Vernon sucks your tongue into his mouth and pushes his hips into your hands, bucking a bit when you tug and squeeze harder around the head of his cock. He wonders if you can feel him pulsing, can sense the heat spreading from his dick all throughout his body to settle in a pool at the base of his spine. You must, because you release him and, with a look for confirmation, pull his trunks down completely to let the wet material splat against the floor.

Vernon frees his hands from behind you, running them along your waist and up until he can cup your breasts in his hands, feeling your nipples perk up against his palms. He squeezes gently, then a bit harder when you moan into his mouth. Brushing his thumbs over your nipples, he swallows your whimper and pinches them lightly, tugging a bit when you arch your back to press into his hands.

All Vernon can think about now is getting his mouth on you, and he breaks away from your lips to kiss down your neck, sucking at the spot just below your ear and biting a bit when he feels your breath catch. Your hands are in his hair now, pulling gently at the strands and scratching his scalp with your nails, and he desperately needs to feel you pulling his hair as he makes you cum with his mouth.

But Vernon can be patient, so he trails his kisses down, nibbling at your clavicle and drifting lower to suck a nipple into his mouth. He sets his teeth around you, not biting just yet, and flicks his tongue up and down. He does bite when he hears you whine, feels it reverberate in your chest, and keeps one hand working at your other nipple while moving the other down to rub at your belly.

Vernon pulls off of you briefly to look into your eyes, and, at your nod, smooths his hand down between your thighs. He almost jumps at the wetness he finds, moaning around your nipple and sucking harder, as his fingers pet at the seam of you. He lets them glide up and down, getting you used to his touch, before pressing a bit harder to part your lips and find your-

Oh, there it is, Vernon thinks, as you whine again and buck your hips into his hand. He can feel you throbbing, swollen under his fingers and so so soft and hot and wet. You’re even better than his dreams, infinitely so, and he switches his mouth to the other side of your chest before sinking the tip of his middle finger into your entrance. You feel like molten velvet inside, like he could slip right in, and he groans around your nipple when he feels you tighten around his finger.

His knees get weak again, and he listens to them, dropping to the floor to look up at you. Wrapping his hands around your hips, he strokes his thumbs along your hipbones, and waits for your eyes to open. He doesn’t have to wait long, and feels an electric current zing through his body when your gaze meets his.

“Can I?” Vernon asks with bated breath, hoping beyond hope you’ll let him in like this. You’re barely done nodding before one hand lifts your thigh to rest on his shoulder and then both settle on your pelvis to pull you apart with his thumbs.

It’s like Vernon’s brain explodes with the first taste of you; he honestly can’t describe it but he knows he wants to swim in you for the rest of eternity. He slides his tongue in deeper, lapping at your clit and then dipping inside to taste you at the source. You feel even better on his tongue than you did on his fingers, and already Vernon dreads having to go a full month without his face buried between your thighs. If he could eat you for every meal, he absolutely would, and absentmindedly he wonders if pussy has calories and if you’d be enough to sustain him.

In his musings, he’s failed to notice the shaking of your thighs and the whimpers leaving your mouth. They’re muffled behind your hand and Vernon reaches up to tug it away and place it in his hair, wanting to hear you at full volume. Your fingers tangle in the strands and pull, a pull he feels in his cock too, and he groans into you when your whine meets his ears, muffled on one side by your thigh.

Vernon slides his middle finger back into you and almost shivers when he feels you clench down immediately. He definitely moans when you cry out, “another, please!”

And how could Vernon not obey, when you ask so nicely? Pulling his middle finger out, he slides it back in along with his pointer finger, curling on the upstroke. He sucks your clit into his mouth, tapping it in pulses with his tongue, and when he looks up, your eyes are screwed shut and your mouth is open, plush lips glistening.

“Can you come like this?” Vernon asks breathlessly, anxiously awaiting your response so he can get back to work. He catches your nod, a continuous keening sound leaving your mouth and you pull him back into you by the hair. Vernon thinks he might die when you buck your hips into his mouth, but he does his best to survive and shakes his head to get deeper in you.

His thumb takes over on your clit, circling relentlessly, and he spreads the fingers inside you so he can slide his tongue between them. All he can hear is his blood rushing, slightly mystified that it’s anywhere in his body but his cock, until your cries reach a fever pitch and he feels you flood his fingers. He guides you through it, stopping the circles on your clit but keeping the pressure, and curling his fingers to rub at the rough spot inside you. You squeeze down so hard he can barely move, and he feels your thigh shake by his ear.

Your other knee gives out and Vernon just sinks down to the tiled floor with you, pulling you into his lap and rocking you back and forth, petting soothingly at your still fluttering pussy.

He feels you panting into his neck, your arms wrapped around him to rub his back and grip at his shoulders. “That was so good, Vernon, what the fuck?”

That’s definitely not what he expected you to say, he honestly didn’t think you’d say anything, so he can’t stop himself from bursting into laughter. You join him, giggling together on the floor of the shower, rapidly cooling water pouring down on you both.

You shift in his lap, brushing over his still hard dick, and reach up to shut the shower off. He’d be content to sit there until you’re both dry but not you, apparently, because you start to detach yourself from him and attempt to stand. Vernon can see your knees knocking together a bit and as his gaze travels up your body, he swears he’s never seen a view more beautiful than this. He groans when you start to pull him up but concedes nonetheless, standing and stretching his arms up over his head.

Vernon jumps a bit when your fingers run over the lines of his abs, tracing up and down until your hand catches on his cock and gives it a tug. His hips jerk to follow you, his mind reeling, and he has to brace his hands on the wall, caging you in.

You just smile and start jerking him off, dipping your hand down between your legs to gather some of your own wetness to use as lubrication. Now his own knees are knocking together and he feels the tension gather in a knot at his sacrum. Vernon needs to stop you now or he’ll cum, which wouldn’t be the end of the world because he only needs like ten minutes to go again, but he wants to cum inside you, damnit.

He’d discussed it with you before, if dirty talk counts as discussion, during a few of your nightly video calls. You have an IUD and you’d made a virtual date of getting tested together, opening your results on camera like you were opening presents. Neither of you had fucked anyone before or after that, and thanks to your discussions, he knows the mere idea of him cumming inside you is nearly enough to get you off.

Which, obviously, is more than enough to get him off. And he has, numerous times.

His mind is wandering again and you yank him from his thoughts abruptly with your next question.

“Fuck me on the counter?”

Instantly, Vernon groans and presses his face into your chest, gripping over your hand with his own and squeezing hard at the base, trying to stave off his orgasm.

He can barely make out your giggle through the rushing in his ears and shakes his head, knowing that someday you’ll legit kill him.

He doesn’t think he’d mind dying like that though, with his tongue in your pussy or your hand on his cock.

You start walking forward, pushing him from the shower by the hand wrapped around his dick and Vernon has no choice but to follow. His stomach drops when you turn and lead him into place behind you, placing your hands carefully on the counter and bending down. Your back arches to press your ass into him and he grips your hips for stability, grinding into you and getting lost in the wet, messy heat between your thighs.

His eyes snap up to meet yours in the mirror when he hears you call his name, and they wander a bit when he notices how the placement of your arms pushes your breasts together. Vernon regains focus when you wiggle your ass against him, his hand landing a light slap on the side of your thigh before gripping behind your knee and raising it up onto the counter.

You’re spread open like this, wetness starting to drip down your inner thighs and he moves both hands to your ass, spreading you so he can see your cunt. Vernon can see your entrance pulse, clenching around nothing and he asks the universe for strength and fortitude as he guides his cock to your opening.

Meeting your eyes in the mirror again, Vernon waits for your approval, dragging his dick up and down your pussy. He dips shallowly into you before moving up to rub at your clit, and he can feel you throbbing against the head of his cock. At this point he’s just teasing himself because you’ve already nodded, and he can sense your impatience before you blurt out, “For fuck’s sake, Vernon, put it in already!”

He tries to muffle his laugh in your neck before apologizing, pulling back and lining himself up. Your back arches deeper and you start fucking yourself back onto him, pulling his cock inside with your clenching muscles. Vernon lets out a long, raspy groan into the steamy air of the bathroom, sinking deeper inside inch by torturous inch. He’s not huge (lie), a bit bigger than average maybe (lie), and it takes you some time to adjust, your walls fluttering around him and sending his mind into a haze.

Before he knows it, he’s all the way in and he has to rest his head on your shoulder to catch his breath. It’s leaving him in short bursts, puffing against your skin, but he can’t help it. You’re just so-

So fucki-

Fuck

So fucking tight and hot and wet and right around him, and Vernon wonders if it’ll feel like this every time. If it does, he’ll need to start up some deep breathing exercises because he feels like he can’t get enough air in his lungs with you clenching around him like this, sucking him deeper and deeper inside you.

It’s taking everything in him not to cum right now, and it doesn’t help when Vernon lifts his head and meets your gaze in the mirror. Your eyes are half-lidded, your mouth dropped open to pant against the mirror, fogging it up a bit, and your breasts heave as your chest expands, fighting to breathe through the stretch. He wonders if he should’ve fingered you open a bit more, spread you out with three instead of two, but remembers you saying you loved when it felt like it almost wouldn’t fit.

With that thought in mind, Vernon raises a brow at you and, at your nod, pulls out and gently fucks back into you again. He builds the pace slowly, steadily, until your walls don’t drag around him as much and his thrusts are eased by more of your wetness seeping out. He bottoms out inside you every time, hips bumping roughly against yours and he looks down to watch your ass jiggle with every thrust. His hands grip harder at your hips, fingertips denting the flesh and pulling you back onto him, and Vernon feels you rise up on your tip toes before he sees it, his cock sinking into you just a little bit deeper with the new angle.

Releasing your hips to brace his hands on the counter, on either side of yours, Vernon sucks the flesh of your shoulder between his teeth and meets your eyes in the mirror again. Your gaze shoots straight through him, sending heat down his throat to settle in his stomach, pleasure settling heavily in his gut.

Vernon can already feel himself getting close, has to break the connection and close his eyes so he can hold out a bit longer, as he starts to fuck into you harder. Your hips knock against the counter and he peeks an eye open to grab distractedly at the hand towel, stopping just long enough to spread it out along the edge and cushion your hips.

Your hand moves to cover his on the counter and he twines your fingers together, squeezing three times before wrapping his other arm around your waist and pulling you up to rest your back against his chest. In this position, he can barely pull out enough to fuck into you but Vernon doesn’t care, can’t care because this angle lets him get right at your g-spot and he tightens his grip around you before pounding into you. He crowds you up against the counter, hoping the towel is enough to stop the hard edge from digging into your skin, and targets each thrust at that ridged spot inside you.

Vernon wriggles the hand beneath yours free and slides it down your stomach to press his middle finger into your clit. When he starts the circles, he feels your knees get weak and you lean further into him. He’s been working out though, so he just tenses his arm to hold you up and keeps bucking into you like the fate of the free world depends on it.

He’d been too focused on aiming his thrusts to realize how quiet you’d gotten but when your cry breaks out into the air, Vernon shudders and starts rubbing at your clit faster. He can tell you’re getting close, can feel it in the clenching of your pussy and the wetness seeping out around his cock, can hear it in the way your cries rise in pitch and volume, can see it in the haziness of your eyes and set of your brow, the way your mouth opens wide and you start gasping for air.

A punched out sound leaves you with each thrust and your pussy starts fluttering around him, swallowing his cock and sucking him back in every time he tries to leave. Eventually, Vernon obeys and just grinds his cock into your g-spot and pinches your clit between two fingers, letting his hand stay still and his thrusts do the work of moving it for him. Your moans become keening whimpers and he actually feels the dam inside you break loose, the strength of your orgasm forcing him to stop all movement completely.

Your walls pulse around him, your wetness flooding out around his cock and Vernon has no choice but to let you pull him under too. His orgasm hits him like a truck, nearly knocking him off his feet and forcing him to lean into you against the counter as you cum together. Vernon’s never cum inside someone before and it’s like nothing he’s ever felt, his cum shooting out in bursts and mixing with yours, your throbbing walls sucking it deeper and deeper inside and he opens his eyes to see the base of his cock glistening with a ring of white.

Vernon rests his head in your neck and moves his hand from between your legs to gently pull your knee down from the counter, rubbing at your hip to prevent any cramping. He wraps his arm around you so he’s fully hugging you, swaying you gently and listening to the sound of your breaths as they slow. He can feel his heart pounding against yours, which is fitting because he’s pretty sure you just bit a chunk of it off and replaced it with part of yours.

That's fine though, Vernon knows both you and him have plenty of heart to spare and it seems like an even trade.

You start pulling away from him, and Vernon whines before he can even process it, wrapping you up tighter in his arms and sighing happily when you give up.

“I was just gonna turn the shower back on, we should clean up so we can go to sleep.”

Oh. That makes sense, Vernon supposes, and swivels your bodies toward the shower before shuffling you both forward, foot by foot. He loosens his hold enough to let you lean forward and start the shower back up, waiting until steam fogs up the glass to straighten himself up and heft you into his arms. He lets your legs dangle and squeezes your tummy just to hear the giggle you let escape, and brings you under the water with him before lowering you back down to the floor.

Vernon forgot to grab a washcloth and he thinks it might be too rough for your sensitive skin anyway, so he just rinses you clean with a gentle hand between the thighs and a kiss to the side of your head. He cleans himself off much more roughly before grabbing a towel and stepping out of the shower, knowing you have a routine you like to do.

He pulls some boxers from his bag and lounges on the bed, letting his mind drift as he waits for you.

There’s only one more month of your internship left, and then you’ll return to campus, return to him. This little taste of all the things he’s wanted with you, all the things he’s dreamt about, has only solidified in his mind that he was built to be your boyfriend. He has so many more plans and ideas and wishes that he can’t wait to share with you, and he knows that you feel the same, can feel it in his bones.

Would now be too soon to tell you he loves you? That he’s in love with you? That he dreams about you every night and wakes every morning wishing you were there? That when he closes his eyes, he can see you unpacking boxes in the apartment you’ll share, he can see you laughing at his ineptitude in the kitchen of the first house you’ll buy together, he can see his mom crying when she meets you and his dad smiling proudly at him, his sister sending him a secret thumbs up?

The door opens and steam billows out, surrounding you in a golden haze. When your cheeks lift in a smile, skin dewy with moisturizer and hair smelling of your favorite leave-in, Vernon thinks it’s not too soon at all. When you climb into bed and immediately burrow your way into his arms, pressing a kiss to his mouth and laying your head down on his chest, Vernon thinks it couldn’t possibly be soon enough.

Maybe he’ll wait until the end of the weekend though, when he’s sure he won’t accidentally ask you to stay with him forever, just to be safe.

AN: heyyyyy!! i hope you enjoyed this, i wrote it in like two days and it's pretty long but i like to have some build up and then really go in on the smut so here we are!

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