#victon hard hours
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Cockwarming with Seungsik sounds 💫Perfect💫
i may have SCREAMED a little too loud when i saw this ask
the first thing that came to mind was cockwarming seungsik in the studio/vocal rooms.....you texting him that you're gonna come over because you miss him and you wanna hold him close to you. he would be surprised at first, wondering if he'll be able to practice in peace while you're sitting in his lap with your panties pushed to the side to cockwarm him. but when you stay still and start dozing off, he goes back to practicing some songs till he's satisfied. he wouldnt bring you back home once he's done though...he would either make you ride him, bend you over the table and fuck you, or fuck you on the couch. thank goodness the rooms are pretty soundproof because he wouldnt want you to hide your noises. he wants to hear every single moan and whine spill out from your mouth.
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Oh my gods yes
the morning light streaming through the curtains, gentle sex and soft moans as you talk about what you'll do for the day
intimate moments drawn out for a while, being close and so sweet
gentle kisses you barely can feel, lips brushing each others as you speak <3
Soft touches and gentle holds as you wake up together <3
him saying sweetly 'There's my beautiful lover <3 How'd you sleep, my love?"
gods please i want him so bad now
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me next sejun🙋♀️
HAKXKSKZIDJKANXQKZKJAKXKWJ
Big mood though omg 💀
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Hi all!
I'm adding two more groups to the list i will write for!
Welcome Victon and Kingdom to the list!
Please feel free to send in asks at any time, don't be shy i don't bite!
I just take forever to write them haha!
I love both these groups and wanted to add them for a lil bit now.
Please come talk with me Kingmaker and Alice!!!
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hear me out .. byungchan + mirror sex .
i legitimately daydreamed about this an unhealthy amount of times.
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home comforts - (VICTON) Seungsik/Hanse/Reader smut
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group/members: VICTON - Seungsik & Hanse
pairing: Reader (loosely fem perspective) x Seungsik x Hanse
genre: heavy smut, fluff, really rough pwp, wouldn’t be me without comfort themes heh, established background relationship with the entire group, implied 7VICTON f*ck buddies, implied idol life for the boys, implied/mentioned member x member, dacryphilia for the reader (crying due to pleasure = kink), dirty/praise talk, size kink & teasing and flirting between the two boys!
!! minors dni !! warnings below the line !!
word count: 3546
~ Quick A/N~
I know there aren't many VICTON stans / ALICE's in general but there seems to be even less over here on the writeblr kpop space ahahah!!!! but likes/comments/reblogs are still greatly appreciated and keep me motivated! And hey, u may not know the members, but it's a bit of a fun hehe ~ but truthfully, this was an indulgent drabble for the few VICTON fans that it reaches. I luv u, keep shining angels ~
~ ON THAT NOTE ~
I wanted to forcefully tag @flowerboykun >:] due to being the reason I (1) discovered the group (2) fell in love w gender icon Hanse and (3) further became an alice <3 ily mimi
~ & a special thanks to my pals & beta readers ~
@gyukult - @slightlymore - @raibebe - @kthpurplesyou - @sanjoongie MY BELOVED <33 - and my fav alice hehe @atiny-piratequeen
Music to listen to while reading ♡ (in no particular order)
Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - (Cigarettes After Sex)
BTBT - B.I & Soulja Boy ft. DeVita
Say It - Flume, Tove Lo
Sweet - Brockhampton
Late Night Talking - Harry Styles
Blow - Jackson Wang
Heart Burn - SUNMI
Fever - ENHYPEN
my type - brb.
Freaky Deaky - Tyga, Doja Cat
Slow Motion - AMARIA BB
Best Lover - 88rising, BIBI
T/W’s : Heavy three-way smut. Stuff happens between the boys (member x member x reader) but is not intense. Power dynamics are for you the reader to decide. Light restriction. Voyeurism. Dirty/praise talk, size kink. If you squint there’s a praise kink in there (definitely not a self-insert lkasdjmfdks). Dacryphilia. Reader doesn’t orgasm per say, but hits peak arousal from penetration >;) All safe and consented ~ just happy filth <3 Enjoy
(Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added ♡ )
Seungsik’s large hands pressed heavily at the curve of your hips, pushing you to lay even further flat onto the counter with your hands underneath you. Your palms spread wide against the counter's cool surface, face contorted into pleasure.
Each outward drag and push inwards against your tight walls caused you to whine, quickly falling apart despite your best intentions.
“Breathe, babe.” Seungsik laughed sweetly, slowing to rock against you. “You’re so tight.”
You heaved a breath, releasing a breath as your body relaxed its grip on him slowly and with every shallow jut into your guts. Your thighs jumped at a sudden shallow thrust, Seungsik snickering behind you. His hand kneaded at your ass before leaning ever so slightly over your smaller frame to mumble against your cheek.
“Gotta stay quiet if you don’t want Hannie to notice, baby.”
“I know, dammit!! ” You cried out breathlessly. Dropping your torso and forehead to the counter with a choked sob.
Seungsik chuckled behind you, hands back in position as he set a slow, heavy pace fucking directly into you as he pressed your stomach firmly into the counter. With his tall frame, his hips stayed at fuck-height to the counter, and the downward pressure of his arms caused the soft of your belly to press his dick tighter into you; lewd sloppy sounds unmistakable as you felt him in the pit of your stomach, your mind forcing you to imagine his length pushing up against your lungs.
“Seungie, fuck - ah- so deep - fuck, ngh -”
“Shhh, baby, you’re so loud, fuck.” He shushed your high pitched whines through an airy laugh. But the longer his steady pace lasted - pulling out and dragging back in at a far-too-lazy speed - the more broken and drawn out your moans became.
“Seungie - please - faster -” The pitch of your voice hit an all-new high, making Seungsik grunt softly, pressing your hips to keep them steady as you twitched in greed.
It was up until this point that Hanse had been minding his extremely peaceful and otherwise private, business.
The open space in the centre of the dorm left a lot of people’s doings out in the open; privacy being a precious and rare currency around here.
The kitchen was reasonably large with a kitchen island in the centre that separated the smooth tiles from the carpeted open room of a lounge.
In which, Hanse had been resting. With his head and spirit buried deep into lyric forming and rap-making. Tapping out beats from his head with a pencil onto his notebook. Humming to himself as he listened to a multitude of songs, writing then re-writing lines until he was content.
In the brief moment where his mind wandered to the area around him and his music waned between albums - your patterned gasps drifted into Hanse’s cognizance and he had to will every cell in his body not to spin around immediately.
Attempting to calmly assess the situation, he made a choice not to change his position - if you truly were … doing something behind him, then he didn’t want to spook you. And mostly, he was intrigued.
Truthfully, the 8 of you fucked like rabbits.
And so he wasn’t unused to those beautiful, song-worthy notes, just a little surprised and disturbed to hear you doing shit in the kitchen of all places. And, right behind him…
With slow hands and delicate movements, Hanse moved very slightly to pull his sound-cancelling headphones away and onto his cheek.
But they didn’t stay there for very long.
Hanse’s eyes drifted to the table in front of him.
The water in his glass was wobbling.
With a scrunched nose - somewhere between humour, disgust and annoyance - Hanse removed his earphones completely, moving to turn the 90-degree spinning chair just to the edge, facing the two of you.
With Seungsik’s head thrown back and his soft grunts muffled by his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, you were the first to notice Hanse’s puzzled expression and stiff defensive posture.
In a sentence: he was riled up. Hard as wood and huffy as hell.
But you knew it wouldn’t last; moaning openly now that you had been found out, biting against your fingers with his name forming on your lips before you could help yourself.
He shifted in his seat, arms crossed over his chest with his head tilted as he watched you. But his expression was gentle. He could never be truly angry with you. Especially when you whimpered so beautifully for him. Your eyebrows pinching with each thrust, voice flowing in high-lilted tight gasps, torso rocking gently and your fingers reaching out ever so slightly towards him.
“You’re so fucking loud, babe - I swear, you truly want us to get caught - maybe you enjoy being used like a fuck-toy, sure seems like it right now…” Seungsik groaned as his eyes shut, gripping one ass cheek in each hand as he switched up his pace, head down with a concentration that wiped Hanse from existence.
Hanse may not be able to stay pissed at you, but he sure as hell had the capability to become insatiably annoyed at the large-horny-puppy-male behind you, ploughing into you like no tomorrow.
“Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me. Kang Seung-sik. You’re insufferable. Seungwoo is going to beat your ass if he catches you.”
Seungsiks heart jumped up and into his throat, hips jutting a yelp out of you before blinking at his younger flatmate with a quickly forming grin and snicker.
“Hello to you too, Hanse Do.”
If Hanse had hackles, they would be raised.
“In the fucking kitchen - of all places, Sik?”
Seungsik simply snickered, securing the curve of your spine again with one hand before looking back up with his tongue against the corner of his mouth and head thrown back.
“Like you didn’t do anal on the sofa last week?”
He didn’t miss the wobble of Hanse’s adam’s apple or the twitch in his leg.
Seungsik reached to delicately comb some hairs from your neck to leave a kiss, before returning as he was before.
Hanse wanted to kiss - punch - that smirk straight off his elders' face.
“We eat on there! You fuck!” Hanse cried, smothering his face in frustration.
You moaned softly in thanks to the scattered kisses placed on your shoulder blades and curled your arms into yourself. Washed from head to toe in buzzing warmth. Hanse’s eyes met you with a softened brow before Seungsik’s voice pulled him back.
“If you can eat out Chan’s ass on that leather sofa, I am fully within my rights to fuck our pretty angel on the kitchen island. Sorry, I don’t make the rules, babe.”
Hanse gripped the armchair with a disgruntled noise. You couldn’t see his face, but you could feel his aura like a cat ready to pounce. But in true Hanse nature; he laboured a calming breath that lasted four strokes, choosing to glare up at the male with fury behind his eyes, instead of enacting physical violence. Though, it was considered.
“Just - hurry up and finish off before they get back from rehearsals. I’m not explaining to Sejun why your cum is all over a random communal countertop, again, Seun.”
“Again?” Seungsik scoffed, biting his gums as his hips twitched, slowing his pace to resist cumming too quickly. “You literally refused to swallow.”
Hanse sucked at his teeth in a sharp noise of annoyance. Shuffling to kick his feet up onto the table in front of him. Breathing away his irritation and combing through the long neck-length hairs of his black mullet.
“Woo will beat you into next week if he catches you.” Hanse’s sly cat eyes met Seungsik’s, a spark of competition forming as the elder squinted over at him.
“You’d love to see it.”
Hanse chose not to respond.
The silence instead was permeated by your sniffles, forehead against the counter and whimpers accompanying the friction of your bare chest on the countertop. Skin slapping against skin and the smell of sex saturating the air.
“Seunie -” You whimpered, fucked dumb and breathless. “It hurts so good…”
Seungsik slowed to shush you, sliding his hand over the back of your palm on the counter to interlock his fingers between yours. His large palm hid your hand and his chest stayed at your back for a moment, letting you catch a break to kiss at the nape of your neck and bite at your ear. Your heart fluttered deep in your core as he leaned back, hissing at the newly presumed pace.
“Easy, angel. Not yet. Let Han catch up, hmm? He’s aching to join in, look at him.”
Hanse’s jaw ticked at your soft sighs, and how attentive he knew Seungsik to be in an intimate setting. He was proving to annoy Hanse through second-hand kindness; pulling up to stare at the younger male, moaning airily through open lips.
And as Hanse considered the shame of what he so desperately wanted to do next; his older band member provoked him further.
“How long have you even been watching, Do? Such a perv.” Hanse’s sharp eyes remained unmoved, his face entirely clear of amusement.
Seungsik released a slight chuckle before a teasing statement that made the younger male moan shyly out loud. You smiled against the cold counter, squeezing enough for Seungsik to swipe very weakly at your backside.
“You love catching us just as much as our precious angel here loves being caught." His smugness showed even between laboured breaths, his grin as evident as the sweat in his hairline from the effort not to plough you into oblivion.
“Could’ve - said something, Han. Instead of watching like a damn pervert.”
Hanse was surely made of spiritual bricks and mortar.
Choosing to remain stubborn and resist the elders' teasing, even if his cock throbbed painfully.
He only wavered at your fucked out expression; Seungsik’s grip on your scalp making you cry out dumbly, letting him pull you up for Hanse to see, and knowing you loved the way it burned.
“Wanna leave a review, Han? Seems like you’re enjoying the show.” At this point, your legs were shaking from an elongated build-up - not even searching for an orgasm, but being driven to tears via the quick snaps of his newly inspired hips into your soaked entrance and throbbing core.
Even despite the new speed, you tried your best to bite at your gums and swollen lips, sighing as the boys bickered above you. They fucked. And you had all openly experimented with your dacryphilia kink as couples. So your sniffles were radio buzzing to the bickering between the boys.
“Do one, asshat. I’m purely loathing over all the shit I’ll have to disinfect when you’re done fucking Y/N with no rubber in the middle of the kitchen island, is all.”
Seungsik dropped your head as soon as the first tear fell; allowing you to fall over the edge under two sets of eyes.
Hanse almost creamed his pants as your beauty was painted by sin, just for him to spectate; your tear dropped onto the counter in one solid drip, which proved enough for his brain to fuzz over momentarily and cock to throb even harder in his sweats.
“You sure? Pretty sure you’re just mad you’re not tall enough to rail someone on the counter without a kick-step. It’s giving -” Seungsik groaned softly, before huffing out the last of his teasing sentence, thrown off by your loud whine and shifting hips.
“- terribly pitiful short guy syndrome ~”
“You’re full of shit!” Hanse laughed immediately, momentarily breaking the tension. But he re-centred with a heavy gaze and finally moved to press his palms against his clothed cock with a groan.
“I’m literally less than an inch shorter than you, asshole - I simply do not care for fucking anyone on our only sanitary eating surfaces.”
Enough was enough. Emitting a loud whine before pulling your neck up, face scrunched in pleasure as you fought to speak between Seungsik’s stupidly beautiful cock forcing the air out of your lungs with each thrust.
“Both - of you - please - shut - the fuck - up - or I’ll - squirt - in the sink - and make - you clean -” Seungsik’s thrusts came quicker and pushed harder against your smaller and securely held frame as you spoke as if to break you on purpose.
“ - fuck - Seun, ahh - Hanse, please - join in - ahh, please, fuck -” Your hands now pushed your body up on shaky supports, causing him to push on the soft area inside of your core that made you tingle from head to toe.
Hanse didn’t take your words to heart - but he did watch as your tears dipped to your collarbone, dripping off your breasts onto the elder boy's veiny hands.
“You’re going to make her cry all through aftercare again.” Hanse commented in a bland tone, poker face immaculately covering the tugging of his jogger strings, making the scene seem like more of a chore than anything.
“Pretty baby loves it though, don't you sweetheart?” Seungsik’s chest pressed against your back as his hands held you; thrusts less in length but he fucked up into you without remorse. You cried out, lips wobbling as you bit to keep them closed, your comfort placed in the scattered feather-light kisses on your shoulder. “Love to be fucked into such a mess hmm? Pretty angel, so beautiful when she cries ~”
Seungsik’s voice was floating around your head, his hot palms manhandling you into safety with a gentle giant of a man in charge of your pleasure. He barked loud and frequently; but didn’t have the heart to ever bite.
“You’re not the one who has to deal with the aftermath of blowing her back out, dickhead. Better make her cum or I’m stealing all of your shit out of the fridge for the next week straight.”
Your eyes slipped open at Hanse’s temperate sighs, lost to the throws of pleasure as Seungsik buried his face into the crook of your neck, humming a confirming sound and setting to work.
The sight in front of you was one the God’s wished to write home about.
Hanse was the epitome of a soft, dark male with a heart full of gold. And he was beautiful in every sense. His femininity caught everyone's eyes; even your own, as his painted black nails, pumped his cock with his head thrown back and joggers barely tugged down.
“Feel good, angel?” He grunted softly, tongue poking to play with his piercing, lip bite quickly followed. At first, you simply nodded, before you called out wantonly, his name slipping from your lips.
“Good, Hannie -” You managed in a pathetic attempt of a response. Hanse smiled at you lovingly, maintaining eye contact until you crumbled forward like a goddess made out of soft chalk; mind through the roof and pleasure consuming you whole.
“Pretty when you cry, baby.” Hanse mumbled gently, fist unconsciously wrapping tighter as his head tipped back, soft puttering groans finally hitting deep and lengthier in tone.
“Not as pretty as when you beg to cum, Do. Shit’s insane.” He snickered, palm smoothing over your flat spine, before starting that thick sickening pumping inside of your core that made your toes curl.
Hanse was pissed. Again. Silence speaking louder than words; but not louder than the wet sounds connecting you and Seungsik or his own fist pumping him until his chest flushed with heat, a hand straying to feel his chest over his shirt.
Seungsik shook his soft blonde hair out of his face, chuckling to himself.
“Which baby will cum first, I wonder?” He wondered out loud. “How long can you go before you explode?” Statements followed by Seungsik chiming innocent laughter. "One's already crying, but the other's not far behind."
But the innocence was fake with a capital F; a competition now struck up between him and Hanse, even if nothing needed to be said.
It didn’t take long for you to pull up from the counter, crying through heaved breaths. Seungsik used you as a viewing model, but you loved it. Hanse’s eyes stuck to your bodies and the way they connected as he winked at your bleary, tear-flooded cheeks.
Seungsik’s hips grounded up in deep but very slight thrusts as he held you to his chest via one hand squeezing your breast. The other held your hip against the counter not to fall; the burn of the counter merely collateral damage to getting your back blown the fuck out.
With a small outcry and a folding neck, you came hard, sobbing through breaths as Seungsik grunted, using every ounce of his soul to cum only after you had hit hypersensitivity.
Hanse watched on with loud breathy grunts and a gripped fist, already knowing how hard you would fall by the tears on your chest, mind blown wide with erotic, sinful satisfaction that made your muscles buzz like static.
Once you began to twitch, hips moving involuntarily and sharp whines of shock pressing through your sniffles; Seungsik buried his face into your shoulder to cum hard.
It was overdue and followed in tandem by Hanse who did his best to contain it with the other palm in the throws of passion. It was only a matter of time before you crawled to him for comfort; Hanse being your comforter in the emotional sense. Whereas Seungsik knew all the right ways to make you cry in the first place.
“Mmm - enough, Seunnie… practice… clean…”
It was funny how quickly your body sagged with fatigue; back literally and figuratively blown and head completely fuzzed over. Seungsik kissed your cheek gently, lowering your feet to the floor as he slipped out; your moan unmissable as his slick slipped down your thigh.
A nearby tug of kitchen roll was not so beautifully dabbed at your core, the fabric swiped at your thighs until his cum was nowhere to be seen, the action full of love. Seungsik cleaned quickly as he tapped at his phone - swearing under his breath, as under the very late evening time read multiple texts from the boys saying they were heading back from the studio and if you three wanted food.
“Yeah, go sit with Hannie baby, I’ll clean up -”
“And for fucks sake please use the bleach,” Hanse grunted from the couch, shaking the haze from his eyes to quickly clean up.
Thankfully, having somewhat of a clean-freak-maknae (at least, in the standards of 7 men living together, so not really), meant disinfectant wipes were always nearby and a lined bin in every room. Not that they got emptied, but that was beyond the point.
“I don’t care if it smells like the aftermath of a crime scene lab, I will literally never eat in here again if you don’t fucking disinfect everything.” Hanse punctuated his statement by chucking the wipes into the nearby metal bin, enough to make it spin and clatter back into its space, his joggers tugged up and his shirt smoothed down his chest.
Seungsik mocked Hanse childishly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. His hands guided you out of the way of the island until you were ‘stable’ enough to push forward and reach Hanse’s outstretched hands. “Go on baby, you were perfect, as usual.” He whispered, kissing your ear as you left, palms sliding away from your skin.
But Hanse was right there to catch you; cooler, calloused palms and cool metal rings sliding over the skin of your ribs, thumbs briefly padding over your nipples, and a breath catching in his throat; before your body was accepted into his bubble on the large armchair, Hanse using his larger frame to keep you from falling. His breath brushed over your cheek - as much as you wanted to make out right now, you were overridden by tingling fatigue - face buried into the fabric on his shoulder.
“Legs, angel.” He mumbled against your hair dotingly, tapping at the legs you seemed to have left behind, half sitting and standing. “Can’t leave those behind. Come here ~”
You giggled a shy “Oh…”, before allowing Hanse to grip your thighs and place you over his legs rather than his crotch. Your ass dipped between his thighs, forehead bumping his chin and both knees tucked up against his opposite shoulder.
He was just so soft. Comfy. Safe.
Hanse's breathing was always deep and pressed into his belly, and your palm pressed against his belly unknowingly to feel his comforting breath, slipping into sleep unreasonably fast. Your lips puffed open as Hanse nuzzled his cheek against your forehead, humming gently. You responded through your sleep, knees pulling tighter towards you until he released the chair spring, allowing you to practically lay on him in a curled position.
He also quickly fell into a light slumber.
Awoken only when the boys entered from practice, stretching sleepily under questioning eyes at your naked and very-much-passed-out-snoring form, and the intense questioning for the intense bleach smell, ‘with no open windows’, loving the panic in Seungsik’s face as he squeezed you closer, reaching for his headphones to slide them over your head.
Hanse watched the boys as they bickered until your lips pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.
Sliding your fingers between his, falling asleep with a hand pressed to each other’s heart.
Well would you look at that: updated 10/August/2022
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With who while playing your video games? ;)
#minion hard hours#enhypen smut#txt smut#stray kids smut#seventeen smut#ateez smut#nct smut#victon smut#oneus smut#the boyz smut#kpop smut
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Welcome to our first public, DeluHrs:
DeluHrs - a silly little question asked by a moot that makes you go a little delu trying to answer.
Sometimes they're a NSFW, but we do quite a few SFW. It's just to feed the already manic k-pop delusions floating around in our brains. Tagging other moots is optional and nobody is obligated to play!
@chans-room asked me ➚ and my answers are below the cut because it ended up being insane. Thanks to the amount of groups I have multiple songs from that I don't exactly stan/have a bias, in addition to the groups I do stan. Please don't perceive me from the size of my list 🫥
ASTRO: Butterfly Effect
ATEEZ: All About You / Treasure / My Way (WHY IS THIS SO HARD -insert Felix rage quitting "I'm not going to play anymore"-)
BIGBANG: LOSER
BTOB: Pray (I’ll Be Your Man) ...I can’t even type this with a straight face
BTS: Like (Slow Jam Remix) / Whalien 52 / Magic Shop
ENHYPEN: Not For Sale / Fever
EXO: Paradise (honestly, I think this is my ult kpop song)
FIFTY FIFTY: Lovin’ Me
GOT7: Don’t leave me alone
GOT the beat: Rose / Outlaw
LE SSERAFIM: Sour Grapes
MAMAMOO: Egotistic
MONSTA X: MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
NCT 127: Baby Don’t Like It / Designer
NCT DREAM: Quiet Down
NCT U: Make A Wish (Birthday Song)
NewJeans: Hurt
NU’EST: WHERE YOU AT
ONEUS: LIT
OnlyOneOf: nabi
Red Velvet: Bad Boy
SF9: Love Colour
SHINee: Replay 😅 / Tell Me What to Do / Gravity
SKZ: WOLFGANG / Mixtape: Time Out
SuperM: Wish You Were Here
SVT: Don’t Wanna Cry / Crush
THE BOYZ: WHISPER
The Rose: RED ❗️❗️❗️
TXT: Blue Hour (though it should be Anti-Romantic)
VICTON: nostalgic night
WayV: Good Life
WEi: TWILIGHT
WINNER: FAMILY
XG: LEFT RIGHT
No Obligatory Tagging: @minisugakoobies @minttangerines @sugalaritae @seokjinger-ale + anyone else that I'm unsure of if you're a multi-stan, you can say I tagged you ❣️
#deluhrs#astro#ateez#bigbang#btob#bts#enhypen#exo#fifty fifty#got7#got the beat#le sserafim#mamamoo#monsta x#nct#nct 127#nct dream#nct u#newjeans#nu'est#oneus#sf9#shinee#skz#stray kids#superm#svt#seventeen#the boyz#the rose
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— bias tag game *ੈ✩‧₊˚
rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10. then answer the questions below! try not to look at the questions before you make your list!
thank you @fairyhaos and @wheeboo for the tag baes <333
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zanna's bias list:
wonsang (lucy)
joshua (svt)
taehyun (txt)
mk (onf)
gyehyeon (vrvr)
byungchan (victon)
yuto (onf)
changmin (tbz)
jongseob (p1h)
jungwon (enha)
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1. between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?
yuto i think!! even tho yuto is my second bias in onf, i think i still biased him before i got into vrvr. i remember biasing him after he put out this dance film!!
2. between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?
joshua def :( i love byungchan butttttt im def more loyal to shua like??? subin and seungwoo are competing for that bias spot in victon a l l t h e t i m e but shua is just chilling there like i ADORE HIM SO MUCH ITS CRAZY
3. if you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?
god that's so hard.... AH I WANT TO PICK BOTH LIKE??? if i choose wonsang then we could def like have a little jam session, me on the piano and him on the bass, and it would be super fun and i literally love him sm hes my cutie?????? BUT taehyun is my ult bias like he will always be and i think i ultimately have to pick him.... watch us get into a debate tho 😭 (my toxic trait is thinking i could beat taehyun in a debate)
4. what is your favorite physical feature about 9?
sdkjksd i just biased him like i haven't been a jongseob bias for even 24 hours yet BUT HIS SMILE???? AND HIS LIL TOOTH OML HES SO KSHJFDKDJSFK HES SO KSHFIUY*(@#@&$R#UEFHJD I LOVE HIM SM WHY IS HE THE CUTEST THING EVER </3
5. what is your favorite part of 6's personality?
lmfao i can't say what i want to say 💀 um... i just like how bright he is and when he smiles its like he can light up the entire world w his dimples :(
6. if you were to tell 8 anything you wanted, what would you tell them?
OMFG CHANGMIN MY ABSOLUTE BABY YOU ARE DOING WELL LIKE YOU ARE LOVED AND YOU ARE CHERISHED AND DEOBI LOVE YOU AND YOUR SISTERS LOVE YOU AND YOUR MEMBERS LOVE YOU WE ALL LOVE YOU SM PLS STAY HEALTHY AND HAPPY </3
7. between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?
def shua like tbh i don't think wonsang has anything in his closet besides sweatpants, t-shirts, and that one sweater that he wore like a bunch of times lmfao??? no but ive seen his closet and i feel like shua has more to work w (even tho im shit w fashion like id just steal a hoodie or smth that was oversized and that would be it)
8. what is a style that you want to see 3 try?
LONG HAIRRRRR omg but ive been saying this for a rly long time, ive seen edits of taehyun w long hair and HE WOULD LOOK GOOD. not like super long hair but like fluffy long hair (def no longer than beomgyu's mullet) i just think he'd look extra bf and soft </3
9. between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?
lmao they're practically the same height but im closer to gyehyeon's height since hes abt 0.4 cm shorter than mk 💀 i'd stand tall next to either of them tho im only like 7 cm shorter than them 👹
10. between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?
ugh tf you doing this for that's like such a hard decision honestly. like these two are the groups that i don't stan as much (p1h cause i haven't gotten into their discography that much yet and enha cause i just.... don't stan enha that much) probably enha??? but i have a feeling that ill like p1h's discography more than enha once i fully get into it. i don't rly listen to much of enha's discography on a daily basis (lmao if it was any other two ppl on this list then i would be picking easily) no cause im actually gonna say p1h cause of the songs i listened to this morning while eating breakfast (my p1h playlist was on shuffle) i loved every single one of them, and ive been listening to bff the entire day
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omg that was so fun skdjsk one of the funnest tag games ive ever done tbh
tagging: @eternalgyu,, @tempobaekh,, @edensgardenn,, @evalevaeva,, @etherealyoungk,, @weird-bookworm,, @blue-jisungs,, @zzinyl,, @amxlia-stars,, @ylliris-hanniehae,, @icyminghao,, @hyeosi,, and @starsstuddedsky <3
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First time sleeping with Victon
Summary: Victon members reacting to sleeping with their s/o for the very first time
Warning: Mention of makeout
A/N: Since I have nothing to say, here is the Master List
Seungwoo
May had suggest a million times you should stay at his place, never fights you when you decline, but the night you finally accept he's too lost in excitement, yet not capable to show it. Being waiting for this moment forever so understand if he can't sleep and spends all night looking at you and silently smiling every now and then. You probably wake up a few times trough the night feeling his stare but he'll pretend to be sleep because is low key embarrassed of his excitement.
Seungsik
One day you mention you'd like to stay and sleep with him, next time you meet he asked you to bring some stuff so you can stay the night. Called it "sleep over" a few times and actually put effort in giving you a "girls night" treatment, may be willing to let you paint his nails as long you promise to wipe it out next morning. Cooks the dinner and let you choose a movie. Still makes sure you're in bed at a reasonable hour, only talks if you talk but prefers go to sleep right away.
Sejun
You probably planned it in anticipation, you went to an event late at night and wanted to save some time by coming back together to the same place. Help each other to clean the make up and apply any needed treatment. It's obvious you're both tired as hell but still stay awake talking about whatever funny thing happened at the event. Next morning he's so excited about last night and waking up to see your face, doesn't miss a chance to ask you do it again.
Hanse
May need some time to feel comfortable letting you stay, so it's gonna be you who mention it for the first time and left the idea stuck in his mind. Quite nervous cause there's so many things that could go wrong, low key wishes you snore or fart a few times through the night so he can finally relax. Tries hard to make you have a good time, jokes all night and makeout in the morning. Probably got some problems to sleep that night but won't complain about it.
Byungchan
Happened in the most random way, maybe one of you forgot the keys or simply fell asleep after a heavy meal and didn't wake up until next morning. Anyway he gets used to it right away, wouldn't mind if that night you decide to move in together. Most likely to be himself from the very first night, doesn't even care if you realise he's not a morning person, also doesn't care if you snore or talk in your sleep may found it both funny and adorable.
Subin
Properly ask you to stay the night, has a legit reason for it but truth is he took his time to make it up because he really feels comfortable with you and want the experience of sharing bed. Has a whole plan to make you enjoy the night so you want to stay often. Orders take out and play your favorite show. Willing to give you a back massage because that's how much he's invested in making you want to stay. We all know his plan it's gonna work.
💙💛💙💛💙💛
Chan
Thinks about it a few times but wants you to mention it first. Feels the need to make it as casual possible but ended up trying hard to make you think sleeping with him is some sort of a fairy tale. Put on a fancy dinner, not really wanting to. Brush your hair, helps you clean your makeup, compliment your bare face look, lets you choose your side of the bed and cuddle you all night. Probably wake up early in the morning just to fix his hair for you.
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Requests Open [Fresh Start]
Requests open for Shinee only (group, solo, and other projects ie. SuperM)
Inbox is always open for hard hours/general chat for these groups:
Vixx
Shinee
Victon
A.C.E
Oneus
Ateez
Onewe
Stray Kids
ONF
Pentagon
SF9
Super Junior
Verivery
Highlight
SuperM
TXT
Just B
TVXQ
TO1
OnlyOneOf
B.A.P
NCT
#vixx smut#shinee smut#oneus smut#tvxq smut#just b smut#victon smut#a.c.e smut#ateez smut#onewe smut#stray kids smut#skz smut#onf smut#pentagon smut#sf9 smut#super junior smut#verivery smut#highlight smut#superm smut#onlyoneof smut#txt smut#t:info
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Could you do mlt be into breeding victon?
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heochan
seungsik
seungwoo
sejun
byungchan
subin
hanse
least
#anon asks☆#victon mtl#kpop mtl#victon hard hours#victon smut#seungwoo smut#seungsik smut#heochan smut#sejun smut#hanse smut#byungchan smut#subin smut
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Victon Masterlist
Nsfw blog! MDNI!
None yet!
None yet!
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None yet!
#victon#victon smut#victon hard hours#victon masterlist#seungwoo smut#seungsik smut#sejun smut#hanse smut#byungchan smut#subin smut
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Hi! I'm very excited for the prompt list drabbles 🥺 I love your writing and I would like to ask for one.
I've never made a request before so idk if this is how you do it lol but can you do a Victon Sejun/reader with the prompts 3 and 8 from the angst list? like make it hurrrrrt (I live for your angst writing, it really makes me feel the sting of pain), but also, can it have a happy ending? I can't deal with angst without comfort 😞.
I think we all need some more angsty writes from you, cuz your the best 💕💕
ok thank you Ily, have a wonderful day.
Sejun + Angst -idk if I've made this angsty enough, but I hope you enjoy it!! Also, thank you so much 😭😭❤️❤️-
(She's crying because of you! + I don't like them. I like you.)
When a knock sounds on Seungsik's door, you immediately know who it is. Your eyes fall to the tissues in your lap and then helplessly find Seungsik's. You're not ready to see Sejun just yet, but you'd much rather see him when you have someone with you than by yourself. Still, you'd like your nose to not be stuffy from crying when it happened.
"We can leave him out there," Seungsik offers with a shrug.
You try to smile, but it doesn't reach your face. "Let him in."
Seungsik makes a face but eventually moves to get the door. He eyes Sejun from the moment he opens the door to the second he shuts it closed behind him. However, your attention pulls to the other man. The one you're so stupidly in love with. The one that has never seen you the same way.
His eyes fall to the tissues and come back up to study your puffy face. Worry immediately takes over his features, and he moves to sit next to you on the couch.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He quickly asks before adding, "Also, why did you run away earlier?"
You look away from him, and he gently tucks a piece of hair that blocks your face from his view behind your ear. This is exactly the type of thing that made you fall for him in the first place. His kind and gentle nature. The asshole.
"Hm?" Sejun prompts when you don't answer.
Your mind throws you back into that moment an hour earlier. You all were at the bar with your friends, having a fantastic time, when they showed up. One of the most beautiful people you've ever seen - and they were hanging all over Sejun.
Apparently, the two of them knew each other really well. At least, enough for them to feel comfortable hanging onto his arms and waist. Eventually, the sight became too hard to witness and you had to leave. Thankfully, your friend Seungsik was quick to catch on and he got you out of there. He knew how you felt about Sejun. Heck, everyone except Sejun knows.
Seungsik makes a frustrated noise when you don't say anything. "She was crying because of you!"
Sejun looks startled by the sudden outburst, but then he turns to you with furrowed brows. "Me? What did I do?"
"She freaking likes you, you idiot, and you let some other person hang all over you."
You glare daggers at Seungsik and ignore Sejun's intense stare that's boring a hole into the side of your face. You'll kill him. You're absolutely going to kill him.
"You like me?" Sejun asks in a surprised voice like the idea never crossed his mind.
"Of course, she likes you!" Seungsik continues. "Everybody on this planet knows she likes you."
"Seungsik!" You yell angrily.
When he looks at you, you can tell he knows he majorly crossed a line. His eyes widen in disbelief before he excuses himself from the room.
Fingers lightly grasp your chin and Sejun forces you to look at him. When he leans in and his lips lightly brush over yours, you're too startled to do anything. He stays for a moment before he slightly pulls away and rests his forehead against yours.
When he meets your gaze, he says, "I don't like them. I like you. I always have."
#sejun drabbles#sejun fics#sejun scenarios#sejun au#sejun fanfic#sejun imagines#sejun angst#victon drabbles#victon au#victon angst#victon fanfic#victon fic#victon scenario
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Amnesia - Kang Seungsik
Summary: After a car accident in 2015, you have lost all your memories. Even the memories of the people you were surrounded by in the hospital. And no matter how often they told you who they were. Your brain wouldn’t remember. It led you to the conclusion you had forgotten more. Considering that your heart was aching, longing for something.
The year 2015, was the year that changed everything you’ve ever known. A terrible car accident made you lose all the memories you had before. You knew that something was missing. You had the feeling that you had forgotten something big, but no matter how hard you tried, you had no way to find out what it was that you had forgotten.
Therefore, you continued to live the best you could. It wasn’t easy with the heavy feeling of a missing piece. You felt empty no matter how much you tried to continue to live your old life.
In 2022 you decided to change something in your life, hoping you would finally feel whole again, even when you couldn’t remember anything past the moment you woke up in the hospital.
Therefore, you applied for the staff position at Ist Entertainment for the band Victon in South Korea. You didn’t mind leaving the country because nothing was making you happy here, everything reminded you about the car accident that happened.
Especially the people around you, asking you constantly how you’ve been. Strangers, that knew you, but you didn’t. You had forgotten them, and you were tired of seeing the painful expressions of people you have forgotten. You simply didn’t want to continue being reminded about what had been and never will be.
The doctors explained to you that there was a chance for you to never remember anything again. Your head injury was intense and caused your amnesia to be so present.
After months of doctors telling you about your life and realising that nothing rang a bell. They had told you that you might always have this state. Which frustrated you. You wanted the emptiness to disappear.
22 hours later you arrived in Seoul and went straight to the apartment to sleep out the jet lag. Tomorrow would be the day you would already start working. The start of a new life. You just had no idea how much of a new life it would be.
On the way to the building, you were listening to music to calm down your nerves. You were about to start a new life, in a new country. You walked up to the building where a man in a suit was already waiting for you. “Ms (Y/N)?”
“Yes, that’s me.” you smiled and bowed slightly.
“I’m Minseok, I will introduce you to the members, and the rest of the staff. I will also show you around today, to let you see the building,” he explained.
“Thank you very much.” you followed him while he explained what all the rooms were, and which rooms were the most important for you. He put the focus on everything Victon-related because they were the ones you worked for – for now. As you entered a room, two ladies stood there, smiling. “You must be the new one!” she beamed.
Instantly you smiled and nodded. “Yes, I’m (Y/N). Nice to meet you.” you bowed.
“I am Mina, and this is Lia.” she smiled. “It’s so nice to meet you. If you have any questions on the first day, we explain everything.”
“Thank you very much.” you beamed, already feeling at home.
“Time to meet the band you will be working with,” Minseok said, walking towards another room.
“Guys, this is (Y/N), one of the new staff.” Minseok caught the attention of all the members. “This is Seungwoo. The eldest of the group. Currently serving in the military but came over for you to meet him.”
“That’s very kind of you. Nice to meet you.” you smiled.
“The pleasure is all mine,” Seungwoo responded.
“That is Sejun and Subin. They are inseparable.” Minseok explained.
“So, you only come in a pack. Understood.” you grinned as they laughed.
“Then we have Byungchan and Hanse over there.” he pointed to the table at the bag and two men waving. You awkwardly waved back.
“That over there is Chan, the main dancer.” Minseok pointed to a dark-haired man.
“Nice to meet you.” Chan smiled. “I hope you enjoy being one of our staff. And we won’t make your life too hard.”
“Especially those two.” Seungwoo pointed at Sejun and Subin.
You laughed. “I am sure they won’t,” you added and laughed as Sejun winked at you for joining the joke.
“And that over there is Seungsik, the main vocalist.” you looked over to the person and your heart stopped. He had the same expression as everyone who already knew you, and you had forgotten.
And your heart told you, that he was indeed someone you had forgotten. Someone, you shouldn’t have forgotten. You swallowed and bowed, not trusting your voice.
Everyone saw that something was going on, but didn’t dare to ask, while Minseok was still around. “Alright, I will show (Y/N) around a little more. But from tomorrow on, she will be all yours.” Minseok smiled.
And you followed him, with one look back to Seungsik, who was still looking at you.
As you left, Seungwoo turned to Seungsik. “You know her?”
Seungsik nodded. “Can we not talk about it? I tried to forget.” he forced a smile and stood up to get dressed for the performance later.
“Of course.” Seungwoo looked after Seungsik and met Chan’s eyes who shrugged.
“Must be something big,” Subin added.
“Whatever it is. He doesn’t want to talk about it, we should accept it.” Seungwoo sighed. “I just hope it won’t be too hard on him to see her every day.” Seungwoo stood up. “I will be watching your performance from the audience.” he beamed. “Fighting, guys!” he left the room as well, making everyone wonder what relation you had with Seungsik.
The next day you came to work and smiled at the members, trying to ignore your aching heart. And trying to not meet Seungsik’s eyes. “Okay, today you will have two interviews and one award show. You are nominated for your new song.” you smiled at the surprised faces of the members. And I also see that Sejun and Seungsik, you will have an extra schedule for your upcoming musical.” you looked up to Sejun who nodded. “Alright. The car will be ready in twenty minutes.” you smiled, leaving the room to prepare the car.
You let out a breath you weren’t sure you were holding once the door closed behind you. You had hoped you could have a better life here with people you didn’t know. But it seemed like you had a life here in Seoul that you weren’t aware of.
Especially when you were waiting outside the building at the car and a woman approached you, calling you by your name. You looked into her eyes and saw a flashback to her smiling at you like this. But you had no idea who she was. You knew her.
“I am sorry, but it seems like you got the wrong person,” you said while staring at the woman.
The woman stopped and smiled. “Must be.” she looked at you one more time before turning to the building where Victon came out.
She went to Seungsik and gave him his phone and said something to him. Then she left and the members came over to you.
You cleared your throat and opened the door for them to enter the car. As Seungsik entered the car last, you smelled his aftershave and another flashback hit you.
You knew this aftershave. You were laughing while you were running along the beach as someone hugged you from behind. The person who hugged you had the same aftershave as Seungsik. Could it be it was Seungsik? Could it be that you had forgotten someone you loved so dearly? On second thought, it was possible. You had forgotten everyone else too.
“(Y/N)? Are you alright?” you opened your eyes, noticing the members looking at you while you were holding onto the door.
You nodded. “Sorry, just had a headache.” you forced a smile and closed the door, entering the car in the front.
The driver started the car, and you were looking at the papers in front of you. Trying to remember anything else. Trying to see the person you were hugged by on the beach, but nothing.
But you knew that you were either close with Seungsik, or he was the key to the missing piece. But how could you ask him about it when you couldn’t even look into his eyes?
You sighed and looked out of the window. Sejun and Subin looked at each other and shrugged. Seungsik was looking outside the window too. Chan was looking at you and then at Seungsik, trying to figure out what was going on.
You followed Victon along the schedule and late at night, you picked up Sejun and Seungsik from their schedule. Sejun and Seungsik entered the car in the back. “How was your schedule? Sorry I had to leave for a second.”
“You alright?” Sejun asked. “I mean if you don’t mind me asking.” he smiled lightly.
You met his eyes in the review mirror. “I am alright. Chan just lost his phone and didn’t know where he left it, so I drove to the places we’ve been to,” you explained.
Sejun nodded. “Have you found the phone?”
“Yes, it was still at the venue of your performance in the backstage area.” you smiled and started the car to bring them home.
Seungsik didn’t say anything, he was just on the phone and had his earphones in, probably listening to music.
Sejun instead tried to talk to you about the schedule and how he hoped to have some concerts soon. “Will you come to the musical premiere?” Sejun wondered.
“Probably. I mean, I am sure the rest of the members also want to see you. And I usually follow you around everywhere.” you smiled, parking the car in front of their dorm.
Before you could say anything Seungsik left the car, and you looked after him before turning around to Sejun. “Give me a short message when you arrive in your dorm, yes?”
Sejun smiled and nodded before following Seungsik.
He put his arm around Seungsik. “Siki, whatever it is. Please don’t treat her this way. I mean I don’t know what happened, but it seems like she doesn’t know.”
“Because she doesn’t.” Seungsik sighed, putting his phone away. “She doesn’t remember anything Sejun. Not me, not what happened. She has amnesia. And that since 2015.”
Sejun stopped in his tracks, making Seungsik turn around. “I know her. I have never forgotten her. I just tried to move on. And I don’t want to be rude to her. I just can’t act like nothing is going on, Sejun. I can’t tell you anything about how close (Y/N) and I were. But just know, that it hurts me.”
Sejun nodded and hugged Seungsik. “I won’t ask more. I am sorry.” Sejun pulled Seungsik with him to the dorm. And as promised he wrote to you that they arrived safely.
As you arrived home you checked your mailbox and took the letters with you into the apartment. You sat down on your sofa and looked through the mail when you noticed a letter with no sender on it. You opened the envelope and you gasped.
Inside were photos of Seungsik and you happily laughing into the camera, kissing on camera and… that couldn’t be. It just couldn’t. You threw the pictures into a drawer and tried to calm down your breathing, but it was hard.
You grabbed your head as it started to ache. Those photos must be fake. There was no way you forgot all this. You walked into your bedroom and threw yourself onto your bed, trying to breathe normally but you sobbed. Why couldn’t your brain just remember everything? And why did the past have to follow you here as well? This was certainly not the start you hoped for.
The next morning you walked into the room where Victon was already waiting, but this time with sunglasses. “Oh, did Sejun and Seungsik keep you awake all night?” Subin joked.
“Today’s schedule will be a magazine photoshoot with Vogue. You will be on the cover for the next edition.” you didn’t want to ignore Subin, but you had no strength to respond to any jokes. You haven’t slept all night, thinking about the pictures all night, and who could have sent the pictures? “The car is already waiting downstairs for you. Seungsik, before you leave, I need a word with you,” you said, waiting for the confused members to leave. Seungsik kept sitting on the armchair.
“Answer honestly, please. Have you sent out a letter to me with photos?”
Seungsik looked at you for the first time, trying to meet your eyes, but getting blocked by your sunglasses. “What photos?” he looked confused at you.
You shook your head. “I see you didn’t.” you smiled and left the room.
“(Y/N)? What photos?” Seungsik followed you, trying to get anything out of you, but you kept quiet.
For the first time since you arrived, he saw that something must burden you, something he had no idea about. Seungsik followed you quietly and you sat together in the car. You made notes in your notebook about the schedules.
You were pretty quiet today, and you were sorry about it, but how could you explain any of this to them? You had to stay quiet and get through this alone.
As you brought the members back to the dorm, you left for your home and received another letter. You were scared to open it, but you thought, maybe this was your way to find out what was going on. You opened it again and saw another photo.
A hillside and a beach in the background. It looked familiar. As if you have been there. You turned around and there was a handwritten note. “The place you both loved so dearly.” you sobbed. “Please brain. Please remember.” you cried, stroking over your head. “Please…” you sobbed.
After you calmed down a little you looked at the clock. It was 6 in the morning. Your schedule with Victon started at 9 today. You decided to ask a person on the street if she knew where this was. And then you would go there. You took your keys and sunglasses, which you needed after another sleepless night.
After you asked a cashier in the convenience store down the street you were on the way to the place. It was a little outside of Seoul, but you had to go there. As you arrived there, you walked to the place where the photo was taken, and you looked around. There was a bench under a tree that wasn’t visible in the photo. You walked over there and looked at it, only to see a heart and… you gasped again and stroked your finger over the heart.
A heart with your name and Seungsik’s right next to it. You had been here before. And it was clear, that you knew Seungsik, and you had forgotten him. Your legs gave up underneath you and you fell to the floor, arms holding onto the bench, while you were crying silently.
Then you felt a hand on your back and a too-familiar voice. “(Y/N)…?” the woman from yesterday, who approached you in front of the building, looked at you. “Were you sending me all these.” you sobbed, looking at the woman who nodded.
“I am sorry, dear. I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to help you remember.” she stroked your head.
“But I don’t remember. All I see is that I knew him, I was so close to him. And my heart tells me that every single day. But my brain won’t remember.” you cried as the woman took you into her arms, holding you close.
“Let me help you.” the woman said, holding up a photobook. “Only if you want, I will try to tell you everything with photos.” you nodded and tried to calm down and stop crying.
The woman helped you up and sat you down on the bench. She sat down next to you. “I am Seungsik’s mother.” she smiled and put the photobook between you and showed you through every single step.
It all started during your exchange year in Korea when you met Seungsik for the first time. And she continued with all the places you have seen together as a couple.
And right before the last page, the missing photo you were holding, you stopped her. “We were about to get married, didn’t we?” you looked shocked at his mother, who simply nodded.
“You were on your way to the airport. To get married here. But then the accident happened. You have lost the ring, your phone everything. You didn’t tell anyone about your relationship. Therefore, they couldn’t tell you.” you leaned back on the bench, putting both of your hands on your face before removing them again.
“The unknown number, asking where his future wife was. That was Seungsik, asking where I was? It wasn’t someone who reached the wrong number?”
His mother shook his head. “It was Seungsik, trying to reach you. Only to realise you have forgotten.”
You started to cry again. “I am so so sorry.”
His mother put her comforting arms around you again. “You don’t have to apologise for anything, dear. You had not planned any of it. You were so in love with Seungsik. We weren’t mad at you. Never will be.” she stroked away some of your tears.
“This is where we planned to marry. Because it’s where we met for the first time during my exchange year. It turned into our anniversary place too.” you sobbed, remembering what happened. “How was it possible that I forgot him?” you met her eyes.
“We had no idea. But he kept everything from you, in a small box inside his room. Your clothes, your jewellery, the presents you made each other. Photos. And you even remained the wallpaper on his old phone. He never changed the phone number on that old phone. He kept on paying the contract, in the hope you would message him one day.” his mother explained.
“Thank you,” you said, after a short break. “Thank you for pressuring this all on me. Without you, I might have never remembered.”
“I am sorry for the way I did it. But I had no other idea how to do it.” his mother explained. “Maybe talk with him now.” she stroked your cheek again.
“Oh sh-“ you looked at your phone, seeing a few messages from the members. “I forgot I was supposed to be at work at 9. It’s 10 now.” you stood up.
“Drive carefully, I will call your boss and explain partly what happened. As a mother of one of the idols, I get some speciality.” she smiled and motioned for you to go.
You nodded and ran towards the car and drove towards Seoul, carefully of course.
While you were driving you called the members until someone picked up. After trying almost everyone except Seungsik and Subin you tried Subin first who finally picked up. “(Y/N), where are you? We are already on the first schedule at the interview and about to leave for the dance practice.”
“I am sorry. I met someone I knew and lost the time. I will be there at dance practice.” you said.
“You met someone you knew? How do you know anyone in Korea?” Subin asked confused, making Seungsik lookup.
“I explain another time. There is someone else I need to talk to first. See you at dance practice.” you said, ending the phone call.
A little bit later, you arrived at dance practice looking at your boss apologetically. “I am sorry. Forgot the time a little.” you took off your sunglasses. “It’s alright. I already got the phone call from the person you met. Next time, you are allowed to take a day off.” he smiled. “And maybe you should keep the sunglasses on, your eyes are still puffy and red,” he said before leaving the room.
You turned towards the mirror on the wall and winced as you saw your eyes. They were indeed still red and puffy from all the crying and sleepless nights. You turned towards the members who were dancing. As the song stopped, they turned around and met your eyes.
“(Y/N), you look extremely tired.” Chan worried.
“Are you still sleeping badly?” Sejun added.
“I didn’t have the greatest night, no.” you smiled.
Seungsik looked at you, and you met his eyes for the first time you ever arrived here. “Have you been crying?”
You nodded. “I was. The last nights constantly. Ever since I received those photos.” you added.
“Those you asked me about? I swear I didn’t send them.” Seungsik repeated.
“I know. I know it wasn’t you. It was your mother.” you smiled at him.
Seungsik’s eyes widened. “What? My mother?” Seungsik looked at the members.
Everyone instantly moved “Guys we forgot we wanted to talk with the manager about something.” Chan said.
“Oh, yes! Almost forgot.” Sejun added, and everyone left the room.
“I am sorry about my mother. I have no idea what photos, but she had no right to burden you with anything.” he apologised.
“I am sorry, Seungsik.” you blurted out.
“Why would you be sorry?” Seungsik looked confused at you, not daring to hope for anything after all those years.
“For forgetting you. For forgetting us,” you explained, making Seungsik close his eyes and you saw he was trying not to cry as you saw his lip quiver. “I am sorry that I thought you reached the wrong number when in reality it was me, who simply forgot.” you looked down, trying to keep your voice steady.
“I knew something was missing all those years I just had no idea what. I never would have thought it was the fact I was about to get married to my childhood love.” you opened his eyes and saw Seungsik kneeling on the floor, arms around his knees and head buried into his arms.
At the sight you started to cry and walked over to him, carefully putting your hand through his hair. “I am sorry, I forgot to love you. But I remember, Seungsik. I remember everything.” you sobbed, as you heard him sniff.
Seungsik looked up, his eyes red, tears on his whole face. You stroked the tears away and kept your hand on his cheek. “I remember how we met at the bench as I sat there trying to remember how to get back home. I remember you helping me find my way back, walking through the rain together all the way home. I remember making that bench our anniversary place. Or the place we would go to whenever we feel lonely. I remember you proposing on that bench, with candles, roses and a beautiful ring. I remember us preparing for the wedding with your family.” you looked into Seungsik’s eyes. “I remember you, Seungsik.”
Seungsik took your hand and kissed the back of it. “I thought, this day would never come. I thought I had lost you.” he looked back into your eyes. “I always had the hope, the tiny hope that one day our paths will cross again, I would have the chance to make you fall in love with me again. I never thought you would remember me like this.” he closed his eyes, leaning his head against your intertwined hands.
“I am sorry for everything that happened, Seungsik. Or should I say, my love?”
Seungsik sobbed even more. “You truly remember me.”
You cupped his face and nodded. “Everything.” you stroked away another tear that rolled down his cheek.
“I love you, (Y/N). I always did. And always will.” Seungsik admitted. “Please come back to me.”
You kissed his forehead. “And I love you Seungsik. And even though my brain forgot. My heart never did.” you met his eyes.
Seungsik grabbed your head gently and kissed you. As your lips touched you felt your heart skip a beat. And you felt the emptiness disappear. You finally felt whole again. After all these years of walking through the world with a missing piece, you finally found it. And you would never let him go again. You would make sure, to always remember him. Until the day you die.
As you broke the kiss, he smiled. “You do know I will not start dating again, right?”
You chuckled. “You better not. I remember I told you I cannot wait to be Mrs Kang.” you grinned. “Although I need a new ring. So maybe let’s start there.” you joked, making Seungsik laugh.
For the first time you arrived here, you heard him laugh and saw him laugh. And you had no idea how to put into words how much you had missed it. “And as much I would love to be with you all day long. I think we have some explaining to do?” Seungsik got up, stroking his face and then offering his hand.
You took his hand and nodded. “They deserve an explanation,” you said.
“Yes, they do.”
Arriving at the dorm where the members went, they all looked up, seeing you two enter hand in hand. “Do we get an explanation now?” Chan asked.
“So how close were you really?” Sejun asked, earning a confused look from the members. “Oh, he told me that he knows her, just that she has forgotten because she has amnesia. I just don’t know more.” Sejun explained.
“You know more than us,” Chan added.
“If you let us speak, we can explain.” You said, walking over to the sofa. Subin and Sejun make space for you to sit. Seungsik sat down next to Chan on the other end.
“So, you will stay with us?” Subin asked.
“I am not going anywhere.” you smiled at Seungsik who chuckled.
“Alright. So (Y/N) and I met for the first time in 2012 when she had her exchange year.”
Hanse’s eyes widened. “2012?? That’s 10 years ago?”
Byungchan looked at him. “Pshh.”
“Sorry,” Hanse said, making you all chuckle.
“Yes, that’s when we first met. We started dating around a year later. And we wanted to get married in 2015. But she had a car accident and lost every memory. She had not told anyone about me in her life, which means no one was there to tell her. After one year of hoping she would remember I gave it up and decided to debut with Victon in 2016.” Seungsik explained.
“So, all these years you lived without each other?” Chan had his mouth agape.
“Yes, I knew something was missing. And it tore me apart. All those people remembering me, and me not remembering anything. It was as if I was a shell walking around, trying to find the purpose.” you explained.
“When did you know Seungsik was more than you first thought,” Sejun asked.
“On the first day when I met his eyes. My heart told me he was the missing piece and the key to my memories,” you explained.
“Wow, this feels like out of a movie.” Byungchan gasped quietly.
“His mother sent me anonymously photos of the time back then, which was the reason I was tired because I knew I had forgotten something important. I met her this morning and went through a photo book she had about Seungsik and me. And it helped me remember.” you explained.
“Do you remember everything?” Seungwoo spoke up for the first time, maybe finally overcoming the shock.
“I think I do. I cannot be 100% sure, but I know that I remember the most important things,” you told him.
“She told me a few things and everything she said was true. And she told me details my mother couldn’t know.” Seungsik added.
“Will you both get married now?” Subin asked.
“Subin!” Chan and Sejun said in sync.
Seungsik and you laughed. “Let the poor Subin ask the question,” you said, patting Subin’s head.
“That’s the maknae benefit. He has her wrapped around his finger already.” Seungwoo joked, grinning.
You threw a pillow at Seungwoo who laughed.
“To answer Subin’s question. Yes, we plan to marry. This time you will all be invited.” Seungsik smiled at you.
“I still feel like I am watching a movie,” Byungchan said, making everyone chuckle.
“I can’t believe you kept something this big from us,” Seungwoo said. “But I am glad my Siki will be happy.” he grinned. “Don’t hurt him, (Y/N).”
“Never again, will I let something like this happen.” you smiled.
“Well, I hope you know that Seungsik comes with a family now.” Sejun grinned.
“I think I can live with this. If you live with me.” you beamed.
“We definitely do,” Seungwoo said honestly.
After all those years you had finally found the missing piece. And you would have never guessed it would be at your new job. It was indeed the best idea you had. Maybe it was your heart speaking to you, to make this decision. Nevertheless, you were happy to have gotten back the memories of the love you had missed. And you would never let it go again. You would never let Seungsik go again.
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why do people sleep on Hanse so much, it literally makes my skin come up in a rash
#like he really genders gender and gives the gays what they ask for but ✋️😔 whatever ig sleep on talent#livs soft hours ♡#livs hard hours#victon#do hanse#more like DO HANSE MY FUCKING WIFE AND DONT NONE OF YALL FORGET IT#obligatory shoutout to mia for introducing us (the happy couple)#hanse#victon hanse
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