#wonho fanfic

[linos-luna]

Hi! I was wondering if you're taking requests? If so could to write some yandere + smutt stuff with Wonho? (If you're ok with it, could you try to write something really dark?)

Oh yay Wonho! Sure thing ☺️

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A little Jealousy ❣️🔪

Yandere!Wonho x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ , smut, yandere, violence, extreme jealousy, unprotected sex, possessiveness, fingering, overstimulation, light knife play, threats of violence, DUB CON

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Your boyfriend was an interesting guy. Although he’s a fairly big muscular man, Hoseok gave off the impression of someone that could be taken advantage of. Someone that will just let things happen. Perhaps that’s the Pisces in him. But you knew that wasn’t the truth. He is very sweet and loveable but he’s also very obsessive. Sometimes he loved a little too hard and is easily jealous. This paired with his size made him very scary and you often tried to stay on his good side. But that’s not always possible.

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Thinking back on it, you probably should’ve done more to stop it. Then again, you had been drinking a little, so your judgment could be impaired. But your boyfriend didn’t seem to care because here you were, in the passenger seat with tears rolling down your cheeks as you waited for him to get in the car. So what was your crime?

Well for starters, you had gone out with Wonho and his friends. Changkyun had invited you both and the rest of the friend group for a game night and some light drinking. After going out for dinner, you all came back to his place, pulling out the drinks.

It was in the middle of a game of uno that a lightly tipsy Changkyun was making more suggestive comments. The others saw it as light fun, not taking it serious. But your boyfriend didn’t see it that way. This playful flirting only made him even angrier when you playfully flirted back. At some point he got in between you both, his arm slamming on the table you were all playing on, he was facing his friend.

“Hey! You’re cheating!” Minhyuk called out laughing.

“Yeah… there goes our game.” Hyungwon said sarcastically while shrugging.

But Wonho paid them no mind.

“What’s up, man?” Changkyun said casually, looking up at the man.

Now your boyfriend wasn’t one to confront people like this, especially his own friends so this surprised you.

“Do you think this is funny?”

Changkyun looked at him confused and shook his head. “What are you talking about?”

“Do you think this is funny?!!” He repeated, now yelling and slamming his hand to the table again. This caused you to jump back and alerted all his friends at the table. Suddenly the fun atmosphere was gone.

“Hey baby-”

“Shut up!” He interrupted you, causing you to back up. The others got up from their seats and hyungwon went over to you after seeing how stunned and hurt you looked.

“Hyung, you can’t-”

Before hyungwon could finish, your boyfriend cut him off and glared at him. “Shut! Up! This little shit thinks he’s so sly! Flirting with my girl!”

“That’s not what I was doing! We’re just having fun” Changkyun tried reasoning.

Wonho grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up before Shownu stopped him.

“Stop it!” He said sternly and Wonho complied, setting the youngest back down. The others were stunned to see him act this way.

“In the car….” He said, not looking directly looking at you, but you know who the message was for.

“But-”

“Now!!”

You quickly grabbed your bag and head out the door, ignoring the others who tried to stop you.

And now here you were, sitting in the car, cold and tears coming down your cheeks. It probably hadn’t been that long but you felt like you’ve been waiting in that car forever. You didn’t know what was going on inside, just assuming that your boyfriend was getting in a heated argument.

Soon he came back, slamming the car door as he came in. You only looked down at your hands as he started driving. It was an awkward ride. No one said anything but you could see just how angry he looked.

Once home, Wonho grabbed your arm and pulled you inside, you almost tripped over some steps but he was pulling you so hard at you would’ve continued being dragged along with no issue.

“Now you’re gonna listen to me.” He said, pushing you to your knees. “I don’t appreciate you being a little slut with my friends!”

“I wasn’t being-”

Suddenly Wonho kicked you in the stomach, causing you to topple over in pain.

“Why would you do that?!” You cried.

“I’m sick and tired of everyone taking advantage of me! You think you’re so slick?! Well you’re not!!”

He kicked you again, causing you to cry out before he left to the kitchen. You tried getting up but your gut was sore.

He came back with a small but sharp knife and you backed up as soon as you saw it. “Baby…? What are you doing…?”

The man crouched down to your level as you backed into the wall and held the knife to your chin.

“I’m not your baby.” He said bluntly. “I’m older, so try again.”

“Sir… o-oppa…?”

He nodded lifted to your feet then grabbing both your wrists in one hand.

“Bab- oppa please! I’m sorry I made you angry!”You were resisting but he continued dragging you.

“Get over here…” Wonho said, getting frustrated as he threw you to the bed, hard enough that you bounced right off to the floor.

You squealed as he grabbed you from the floor by your arm and laid you on your stomach, bending you over the bed.

“You’re gonna learn your lesson little girl.” Wonho said, almost laughing. This was terrifying and you couldn’t turn around to see what was happening.

He was unbuckling his belt and you looked to the side, noticing it being thrown along with the sound of his pants dropping. Before you could say anything you felt your pants being yanked off along with your underwear.

“O-oppa…” you’re voice was shaking, now deathly afraid of him. “W-what-”

Suddenly you felt a sting to your ass causing you to nearly scream.

“Shut it! You’re mine and I will do whatever I fuckin please!” He yelled.

He grabbed the knife from the nightstand and held it to your bare thigh. “Make any movements I don’t like and… well…” he paused and lightly cut your thigh causing you to cry out in pain. It was shallow enough to be nothing too serious but enough to draw just a little bit of blood. But it still hurt all the same since your thighs were pretty sensitive. You were trying to stay still but you were still shaking as he pulled off his boxers. At this point you were going to comply, you needed to really.

Wonho grabbed your arms and pinned your wrists to your back before rubbing his cock to your pussy. You breathing hitched as you felt him suddenly enter. “O-oppa-…”

“Hush baby. Let me do what I do best. I know you want it. Your such a slut for cock.” He replied smugly as he started thrusting. “Looks like you’ll take anyone’s cock…”

You weren’t exactly ready for that; you were still very tight although you found yourself almost feeling some pleasure in this sick punishment.

At this point you were being railed into the bed, you yelled out at first in pain but now in pleasure as you were getting violently fucked dumb. He was holding your wrists so tightly behind your back that they will definitely be sore afterwards.

“Oppa!” You panted.

“I know what you want.” He said, slowing down a little before reaching his hand down to your clit. He was violently rubbing it with his fingers, causing you to cum with a loud moan of his name. He also came.

For a moment you were relieved, thinking this was the end and he got all his anger out but this was before he suddenly flipped you around with his hand to your throat. He was choking you pretty hard and you felt really dizzy and disoriented, but before you could pass out he’d let go, then do it again. As he did this, he continued rubbing your clit, overstimulating you even more to the point where you’re crying and practically squirt.

He let go of your throat for a moment, letting you breathe and cough a little. You were weak and exhausted and of course, very sore. You could barely keep your eyes open and were in a daze.

“Please sir… no more…” you panted weakly.

Wonho grabbed and pushed you to the floor on your knees, you could barely hold yourself up.

“Do it…”

You weakly sat back on your ankles and grabbed his cock. It was huge and you knew you wouldn’t be able to fit it in your mouth completely. You took it in, sucking lightly and slowly bobbing your head. This is before Wonho grabbed your head and started thrusting, fucking your throat hard that it was causing you to constantly gag. You then slumped over after nearly choking on his cum.

Wonho grabbed you by the shoulders and laid you on the bed. At this point you were too weak to do anything and your boyfriend liked you like this. Your legs were spread and knees lightly raised.

“We got to lay some new ground rules…” he said, hovering over you. You could barely focus on him.

“First, don’t talk to any boys! I don’t care if they’re my friends or any of your once friends.”

You could barely nod but suddenly tensed up when you felt the tip of the knife at your thigh.

“Y-yes sir!” You replied quickly, closing your eyes.

“Second, you’re my baby… therefore I have to be with you at all times.”

“O-oppa-…” suddenly you were cut off by an intense feeling between your legs, causing you to gasp.

“Understand?!” He said sternly, now rubbing your clit again with his fingers.

“Y-yes sir!” You cried out, still feeling very overstimulated.

He stopped for a moment and smiled in satisfaction.

“Third… no talking back to me.”

“Y-Yes sir…” you said weakly.

“If you break any of these rules, you will be severely punished. Got it?!” He emphasized the last part and rubbed harder on your clit.

“Yes sir! Yes!” You cried out, your hips bucking a little. You were about to cum again.

“I’m glad we’ve reached an understanding…” Wonho said with a smile, rubbing your clit for the last time, watching you fall apart again when cumming. You were shaking and too weak to move.

Wonho then gently lifted you up and placed you further up the bed so you head could be in the pillows.

“Your my baby girl…” he said to himself as he watched you fall asleep.

“And I’ll kill anyone that gets in the way of that…”

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Ngl, this one was a challenge. Wonho is like a soft bear. But I did my best 😅

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[nanawritesit]

Wonho Boyfriend Headcanons!

a/n: this wasn’t requested but there’s a CRIMINALLY low amount of wonho content so i thought i’d do something since he’s literally my husband 💞 (don’t tell san or yoongi hehe)

He loves to call you bunny 🐰

probably wants you to call him bunny as well, it’s a mutual nickname between the two of you

Holding his hand whenever he has to go somewhere high up since he’s afraid of heights, even though his hand is massive compared to yours (he is baby okay)

gym dates 🏋🏼‍♀️

even if you don’t want to work out he just likes taking you with him :)

he likes that you get to see him in his element, all sweaty and breathing heavily 😳

and you’ll usually ward off all the girls and guys who try to hit on him 😀

he’s the best at opening jars, like he should get an award for it

if you’re having trouble opening something you don’t even have to ask, you’ll just hand it to him and he’ll pop it open like it’s the easiest thing in the world

ramen dates 🍜

or pizza, depending on the day 🍕

although he prefers to make it at home with you and just snuggle up on the couch :)

you guys love cooking together

speaking of which, when you guys are alone at home, he barely wears any clothes 💀

like you sometimes wonder why he has so many shirts when he hardly ever wears them

if it’s fall or winter he’ll usually wear sweatpants around the house but that’s about it

(plus it gives him an excuse to cuddle up to you 💞)

he’s SUCH a cuddle bug

everyone thinks he’s so tough and dominant but i think he’s super soft as a boyfriend

loves it when you trace your finger along his tattoos

he can be pretty protective of you, especially if someone is being rude to you

he’ll straight up be like “hey, don’t talk to my partner like that”

he doesn’t like to act serious bc he thinks his size can be intimidating enough to people, but when it comes to protecting you, he won’t hesitate to scare tf out of someone

does NOT like it when other people hit on you

he’ll just bite the inside of his cheek and tighten his grip on your waist while his eyes are piercing into the other persons’ like daggers

again, he’s only scary when he wants to be

it doesn’t bother you though, you mostly just find him extremely attractive when he gets protective of you 👀

but moving on from that, he has a habit of just randomly picking you up and holding you in his arms no matter where you are

even if you’re around your friends, he’ll just scoop you up out of nowhere, and you’ll continue on with your conversation like nothing is happening

your friends are just like ??? why does he do that ???

and you’re just like idk he likes holding me ig 🤷🏼‍♀️

buying his his favorite milk and a tangerine from the convenience store as a surprise before you visit him at work

although he’s usually the one visiting you at work, mostly bc he doesn’t like to eat alone 🥺

you’ve started just packing both your lunches together since you usually end up sharing them

poor baby gets sick really easily so you usually end up being his nurse 💞

he gets SO whiny and needy when he’s sick too 😭

you just baby tf out of him bc he’s so damn cute

making him soup, putting a wet towel on his forehead, rubbing his tummy, refilling his humidifier, anything he needs

he’d do the same for you if he wasn’t always the one falling ill 🙃

you’ve started forcing him to take vitamin c capsules bc you’re tired of seeing him sick all the time

coffee dates ☕️

LOVES it when you steal his shirts

they’re just so big on you and he thinks you look absolutely adorable in them <3

he never gets upset when you take them, in fact he encourages it

“what’s mine is yours bunny” 🥰

obv he loves it when you get all dressed up for an event, and he’ll drool over the sight of you every time, but his favorite look is just you in casual, lazy clothes

asks you to help him practice his english almost every day

he wants to travel the world with you

buying him metamong plushies whenever you see them

he randomly buys you flowers a lot 💐

likes to send you spicy selfies when he knows you’re busy just to fluster you 😳

stealing his glasses just to mess with him, and as he’s looking for them, you’ll put them on and just sit there like ☺️

he just tackles you and covers your face in kisses bc he can’t stay mad at you

he usually prefers taking showers but he LOVES taking baths with you 💞 if he knows you’re having a stressful day he’ll draw a hot bath for the two of you before you get home with your favorite bubbles and light some candles too :)

also loves it when you touch his butt (you just can’t help yourself sometimes) 💀

you’ve definitely changed his mind about marriage. he never saw himself marrying anyone before he met you, and now he can’t imagine his life without you in it 🥰

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[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 21: Thigh Riding W/ Wonho

Post Date: 21st December 2022 Content: Smut - Wonho x Reader WC: 1.1K TW?: Thigh Riding/ SoftDom!Wonho/ Clothed

Summary: Oh how you looked so god in your Christmas party dress, making Wonho slowly lose his mind as you use his thigh to not ruin such a pretty outfit.

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“Baby, are you almost ready?” Wonho calls through the house, unknowing whether or not you were in the bedroom or the bathroom. He’s dressed up in a nice shirt and trousers, top two buttons undone as he clasps at the cuffs of his shirt, waiting for you. 

“I’m almost ready!” You call back to him as you’re now rushing to get your heels on, not wanting to break your leg so you rush but take your time at the same time. 

You knew you should’ve started getting earlier than you have, but you just didn’t want to get out of the nice and warm PJs that you had on. It was cold outside and even though you partially helped your friend plan this party, you just didn’t want to go out in the snow.

Taking a little bit longer than what Wonho expects of you, he makes his way to meet you in the bedroom, finding you there just out of luck. In his mind, he was going to drag you out of the room so you could get to the party on time but seeing your outfit, his mind wanders somewhere else completely. 

“Are you okay?” You giggle, noticing him staring at you with a slither of a smile, just smoothing out the red dress that you had put on, his eyes following your hands smooth down the sides of your hips. 

Noticing the time on your phone, you rush to go grab your bag but the small scoff from behind you stops you in your tracks. Slowly turning around to face him, your hands drop to your sides noticing how his eyes follow your every movement. 

Repeating yourself with a light tone, “Are you okay?”, he just grins at you. You can’t but help raise an eyebrow at him, watching how his hands clasped together and his tongue swiping across his lips like a hungry person would when looking at their food. 

Strutting towards you, he sits on the bed, pulling you closer to him with his hands on your hips, “I think we’re going to be late to this party,” he growls whilst situating you onto his thigh.

With furrowed brows, you look at him with confusion. The confusion slowly fades when you feel his thigh tense up, the muscle pressing right up against your core and his grin grows into a smirk.

Wonho's hands never leave your sides as he nips at your bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth before crashing against you. The kiss instantly gets heated as his hands move to cup your ass, grabbing at it tightly as he slowly gets you to roll your hips on his tensed thigh.

With faint moans leaving your lips, your nails dig into his muscly shoulders. There was no possible way of him letting you off his lap, too horny to give a shit about the party.

“Baby...” You whimper, biting your lip as he tenses his thigh again, making you roll your hips more, “I’m ready now.... Let’s- Let’s go”.

However, the more he flexes and releases to relax the muscle of his thigh to make you experience the difference in pleasure, the more you whimper and your face screws in satisfaction. 

Tongue poking between his teeth, his eyebrows flash upwards whilst tilting his head to the side, “How could we possibly go now?”.

Tenses thigh.

Another whimper falls from your lips as you start to feel yourself soak through your underwear, your core burning with the desire to be touched but you’d feel guilty if you didn’t go to the party.

“But”.

Another flex.

“I promised”.

Flex.

“To be there,” You eventually got out through moments of moaning when you’re grinding on his tensing thigh, aching for him to do more but you knew he wasn’t going to touch you properly, yet. 

A fake coo comes flying out of his mouth, hand rising to your cheek as he cups it, thumb resting on your chin, “That’s a shame baby, but we can’t go now, not with you looking too good. I’m not going to be able to behave all night”.

Coming to a stop, his hands just hold you in place with no pressure to try and move you in the slightest. This gives you the perfect opportunity to choose whether or not you want to continue. 

If his words didn’t affect you as much as they have, you would’ve teased him as you make a move towards the door but you just couldn’t lift yourself off him. You’re the one that has been teased, needing that extra friction for the release your body is now begging for. 

On your own accord, you start to roll your hips on him, head nestling in the crook of his neck as his grip on you tightens again and he starts flexing his thigh again.

He alters the frequency of his flexes to keep you on your toes as they curl in your heels. breathing heavily with loud moans as you quicken your pace to try and reach that high. 

"Fuck!" You mewl, the more you roll your hips, the more the muscle presses right up against your core in the most perfect way and when it goes, you find yourself trying to chase for it again.

Flex.

“Look at you baby, looks like we’ll have a lot of apologising to do later,” He scoffs onto your shoulder, nails digging into your ass, very happy with making you into a mess. 

Keeping his thigh flexed for a little longer, you’re starting to find the pleasure spot again, your clothed core grinding against it in hopes for an early release but just as you were about to get somewhere, he lets loose. 

“Baby!” You wail, biting down on his shoulder as you continue to work for it.

You must’ve made him feel guilty as he flexes once more and puts his energy into making sure it stays flexed. 

Just for you to be able to reach your high which edges closer and closer, your body starts to hurt from how much work you’re putting in, not stopping until your orgasm hits you. 

Within seconds, it goes from zero to a hundred, finding yourself shaking on his thigh as you soak through your panties onto his trousers. 

You’re a panting mess as you come to a slow stop, head resting on his shoulder as your arms snake around them also, hugging him tightly.

He’s admiring you in this state, knowing there was no chance of you getting to that party now, unless you’re both okay with having extreme sexual tension between you. But you know, for one thing, you’re going to have to apologise, one way or another. 

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[kpopyourcherryy]

Playing with Fire- Pt 3

Genre; Smut

Length; 2,040 words

Kinks; Demon AU, slight religion kink, knifeplay, etc

A/N; Hopefully after a long- and I mean LONG hiatus my stories still hit the way they used to~

His gently yet harsh bites had needy little whimpers flowing out of you, “P-Please..” You whined as he began grinding his hardening members along your clothed heat. 

“Sh, sh,-” Wonho replied, picking up you up as he walked backward towards your bed. Swiftly, he turned around, tossing you down onto the mattress before climbing on top of you; with the blade still in hand, he ran it down your chest. 

“I was going to wait but..” He added as he reached the end of your shirt, slipping the icy weapon underneath it- slowly cutting open the thin fabric. 

“You’re just too delicious to resist..”

Your skin radiated with goosebumps as the cold metal slid across your chest, the fraying fabric ticking you and he sliced it open with ease. Your face blushed, the blood rushing to your cheeks causing the small cut to leak. How could your body react to him in this way? Feeling so drawn, so hypnotized by his touch despite knowing this form he took was only an illusion.

Your eyes nervously switched from staring at the blade to the man.. the being.. that hovered over you. “D-Don’t hurt me..” You sheepishly whimpered while silently scolding yourself for being so cowardly.

Wonho chuckled, his sharpened canines flashing as his malicious smile grew. Fuck, he loved hearing that tinge of fear lacing your voice, it was like music to his ears.

“Sweet girl,” he purred, his forked tongue licking his lower lip as he pulled your cut top open- revealing your soft breasts. “I thought you hunters were supposed to be so brave, so strong, so unyielding..” he teased, his gaze meeting yours. “But look at you..” his hands caressed your sides, sending shockwaves through you as they traveled upwards- “you’re here under me..” lightly circling your nipples with his fingertips, “wanting me to be inside you..”

A soft whine left your parted lips as he begin peppering soft kisses on your nipples- switching between the two before taking one into his mouth, licking and sucking on his while his hand massaged the other breast. “Oh fuck..~” You airily purred, closing your eyes as your body betrayed you- adoring the feeling of his touch while your mind berated you.

You slut! How can you just lay there and take it? Fight back! Kick him- do something!

Your mind screamed at you as your needy sounds grew louder the harsher he got with your breasts before you winced, letting out a soft cry as you opened your eyes- looking down at the demon that was beginning to desecrate you, watching as his fangs were sunken into the top of your breast. Your mouth hung open as gasps left you- your gazes met once again and Wonho pulled away.

“Hmm..” He hummed, running his tongue over the penetration marks- “You look pretty with my mark on you, y/n..”

A small tear dripped down your cheek as you still tried breathing through the lingering sting, “Sh, sh, sh~ Don’t worry my girl..” He snickered, bringing his hand up to wipe your cheek- smearing the blood with it, “This is just my little signature, just incase you or anyone else forgets you belong to me now.” Rising up, he positioned himself with each of your legs to his sides, undoing his pants and brought them down just enough for his member to spring free.

He watched intently as your eyes glued to it, your soft cheeks flushed a bright pink than before as your remained speechless but your body reacted- he could smell your arousal as he peered down at you, stroking his shaft.

God were you beautiful, no wonder your were the daughter of a hunter- the daughter of a righteous man, He thought to himself. Your face, so youthful; your body, so luscious- your scent, alluring. There was no doubting you were divinely made. That’s why he just had to have you- from now until the end of time.

His free hand moved from your breast to your lower half, grazing the backs of his fingers along your mound, “My little hunter..” He practically sung, his devilish smile still sprawled across his face as your hips began to buck up at his touch, “Your dad would kill you if he found out what you’re doing.”

Your eyes widen at the thought, “I-I’m not..” Your nervously began, your breath hitching his his digits drew closer to your heat, “I’m not doing anything.”

“Ah~” Wonho giggles, rolling his eyes as he slowly ran his finger tips along your slit- costing them with your juices. “Lies are from the devil, y/n~” He teased, leaning forward he replaced his finger tips with the tip of his manhood- gently doing the same enticing motion. Watching as you looked at him so needily, biting down on your lower lip- he could see just how badly you wanted him inside your perfect little cunt, but he wanted to hear your say it.

“Tell me baby,” His breath catching in his throat as his body aches so badly for yours, “Tell me you want my inside you,” The head of his manhood still rubbing along your slit, teasing your entrance as he spoke, “I want to hear you say how badly you want a demon to fuck you.”

The growl that laced his sentence caused shivers to run down your spine, soft whines still left your lips as your body just melted at his words. You knew this was a bad idea- you remembered your studies, your recalled each word on every book you read about demons who laid with humans- how they followed you for life, how they fed off your life force, how once you gave up your innocence your soul would be eternally damned- yet you didn’t seem to care in this moment, all you wanted was for him to fill you.

“Wonho- please~” You softly murmured, your hands rising up from their stiff positions at your side to his face- caressing his jawline with your thumbs, your gazes staying locked on one another. You watched him study you, taking every bit of you in as he slowly entered you without a second thought.

With your back arching off the mattress, an airy moan leaving your reddened lips; you felt all of him, writhing in the immense pleasure this entity gave you.

This was it for you. The end of your innocence. The end of your life as a hunter before it even began, because in the end how could you hunt knowing full well you allowed him to take you. Despite knowing you ended the family trade you gave absolutely no fucks about anything else in this moment, maybe you would regret this later- now that you were forever tied to a demon- but he just felt too good for you to care.

Wonho relished in the feeling of you- the feeling of your core wrapped tightly around him, pulsating as your need for him to fuck you harder grew. He relished in your soft touch, the way your face gracefully contorted as he thrust into you while adoring your erotically melodic moans that escaped you.

“So pretty..~” He hummed, his hands gripping you so tightly you just knew you’d have evidence of this encounter tomorrow, “My sweet angel, you’re so pretty. And this perfect pussy-“ He growled, his thrusts deepening as he aimed to hear you cry out for him, “-was made for me m, hmmm? You were made for me y/n.”

His words left you feeling so needy yet so degraded. “Ahh~ Ahh~ Oh fuck..” You whined, your hands moving from his face to his biceps- squeezing them tighter and tighter as he drove into you.

The feeling of Wonho inside you was exquisite, it was a feeling that you knew no human could ever replicate, and now you understood how people are so easily manipulated into giving their souls to this creatures. “Wonho~ my god ~ Fuck you feel so good…~” You purred in between heavy breathes and whimpers. Your chest and face warming up as your climax already began closing in.

“Yes baby.. I am your god now..~” He cheekily sneered, hissing in between his teeth as your heat began to throb around him, “Is my angel gonna finish?” He teased, licking his lips as he quickened his pace.

His hands moving from your waist to your face, gripping it- keeping your eyes on him. He wanted to see how gorgeous you’d look cumming underneath him, but most of all he wanted to make sure you took in every second- every feeling- of him fucking you.

You weakly nodded as he kept his tightened grip on your face, “Mhmm..” You whimpered, barely able to make out a single word as your mind filled with nothing but euphoria.

“Cum for me, love~” Wonho purred, his body heating up as he felt his end getting closer with each stroke, “Cum with me Y/n..” His pace quickened, earning erotic moans from the two of you.

The room felt hot as the need to finish consumed the two of you.

“Ah~ I-I’m-“ You hardly manage to get out a single word as your body nearly melted into the mattress- your cunt squeezing around his manhood as you reached your high. Tears threatened to flow down your cheeks as he continued his onslaught, the sensitivity you felt while your body tried to ride out your orgasm was other worldly.

Wonho pressed his lips against yours as he watched the tears fill your eyes, pulling you into a deep kiss as his felt his own peak reach him. You just felt too damn good.

Driving himself deeper into you, he finished- filling you up as a way to solidify his tie to you.

Now you’d never be able to fully rid yourself of him.

Before you could even process what had happened, how you felt, or any of the above reasonable questions- your eyes widened, full of fear as the front door burst opened then slammed shut.

Heavy footsteps in the living room permeated through the house. You knew those weighted steps anywhere. Immediately your heart sank as the reality of your hook up slowly sunk in, your eyes fell on the man- no the creature on top of you.

“You have to go!” You frantically whispered; breaking the kiss, smacking his bicep as he slowly pumped himself inside you.

“Y/n!” You could hear your father shout from the base of the stairs. “I’m home, are you okay?” After hunts, successful or not, he always came home and immediately checked on you.

Wonho chuckled, the thought of your dad walking in- witnessing his innocent girl having just been defiled by the very monster he hunts was enticing.

“How would your father react to knowing what a little whore you are for me?” He teased, planting a soft peck at the corner of your mouth.

“Wonho please,” You pleaded even quicker now as his footsteps slowly came up the stairs. “He’ll kill you. Please.”

With a smirk, he slowly rose off your form, allowing you to begin to collect yourself for whatever lie you were about to come up with to trick your poor ole dad.

“Looks like someone doesn’t want me dead anymore, hmm princess..” Buckling his pants, he loomed over you once more, peppering soft kisses down your body before reaching your core. He kissed your mound, he found himself wanting to dive in and eat you as if he had been starving for a millennia, but before could your dads heavy knocks filled the room.

Standing once more, he walked over to a dark corner of your room. Giving you a little smirk and wave, “Looks like I got to go, my angel.” He said, the darkness slowly creeping around him causing his eyes to nearly be the only thing visible.

Chills ran down your spine as you threw off your tattered shirt, covering your naked form with your comforter as you watched the entity disappear with each of your dad’s heavy knocks, your body growing sore as it calmed from the nights events. Before completely vanishing from sight, Wonho sneered,

“I’ll see you again very soon, angel.~”

“You belong to me after all.~”

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day 13 - uniform

soloist 1k words gender neutral reader insert Reader x Wonho (Lee Hoseok) NSFW

🖤 warnings: d/s dynamics, use of pet names/derogatory names (incl. slut), references to american football, slander of theater kids, assplay (m receiving), i might have a thing for men in stockings??? 🖤

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"It's not even real."

That doesn't matter to you.

"It's close enough," you tell him, hands wandering farther down his thighs in their skintight pants.

"I don't even know who this player is," he laughs.

You're probably tickling him, as you feel up his muscular legs and ass indulgently, velvety-smooth under your hands and even smoother with the thick spandex layer between you.

"What's the big deal about this outfit, anyway?" Wonho smirks. "I've worn way less."

"I dunno," you muse.

He laughs again, as you hook your fingers into the extremely tight band of his pants. "The man in uniform thing?"

"It makes you look like a jock," you tell him. "Instead of a theater kid."

"I look like a theater kid?" he asks, nearly offended.

"Just enough."

He doesn't look that much like a theater kid, anymore, not with a body like his. And wearing this American football uniform, thick numbers emblazoned on his even thicker chest and stacked lower half jammed into a pair of those much-too-tight game pants, he just looks like a run-of-the-mill professional athlete. Strong, fit, and way out of your league.

Or he would be, if he wasn't currently letting you sit him down on the edge of the hotel bed and settle yourself over his sturdy lap. His hands find purchase at the dip of your waist, and you let him hold on, broad hands fanning out over your back.

"I've always wanted to fuck a hot jock," you say.

Wonho chokes, sputters. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, y'know. Nothing like that kind of fantasy, for someone who wasn't cool in high school."

"I wasn't cool in high school, either," he argues.

You stare at him, his pretty face so close to yours from your perch on his broad thighs. You grab him around his sharp jaw with two hands, squishing both of his cheeks up.

"What?"

"Ulzzang," you deadpan, squeezing the so-called perfect face for emphasis.

"That doesn't mean anything-"

You're tired of his excuses, though, so you kiss him on the nose just to see him fluster, and when his cheeks have tinged sufficiently pink, you tilt his face in your hands and kiss his lips, instead. He's so easy to rile up; just an innocent kiss, fully clothed, sat on him gently, and he's already starting to roll his hips up into you. It would be sad if it wasn't so cute.

"Careful, if you get all excited, you're gonna have to be late for practice," you tell him seriously.

"Fuck you," he complains.

"Is that how you talk to me?"

"You called me a theater kid," he pouts.

You'll never get over this enormous man's ability to make faces like this. Wide eyes, pursed lips, an aura of the utmost demure ignorance.

"I'm so sorry," you coo. "I'll fix it."

Matching the pouty jut of his lower lip, you stand up again, even as he scrabbles at your waist to keep you there. He leans back slightly without you on top of him, relaxes, and you gaze at his gorgeous body, his spread legs and his pecs under the thick material of his jersey and his thin pants doing nothing to hide the shape of his hard cock against his thigh.

"You really went all out," you comment, "Right down to the socks."

"All for accuracy," he replies.

"Harder to take off. Too many layers."

"You haven't even tried, yet."

"True," you hum.

He's right, you should try first.

You stand him back up just long enough to peel the pants down his legs, and since the skintight fit leaves no room for another layer, he's bare to you from the waist down. Carefully, you untuck the cuffs from the calf-high athletic socks.

"What're you doing?" he asks, as you push him gently to sit again. "Aren't you gonna..."

"Kinda like these," you say.

"The socks?"

You nod. There's something inexplicably obscene about the vision that he is now, jersey stretched over his broad shoulders and neat white socks up his legs and his cock bare to the room. Innocent sexy, schoolgirl sexy.

"Okay," he mutters, obviously embarrassed.

"Don't get shy on me, now," you tease.

"Can't help it."

He's so lovely.

You step between his open legs, looking down at him fondly, and as you kiss him again, you take his erection in hand and stroke him leisurely, aided by the precum that he's already leaking. The contact makes him groan against your mouth, jumping under your touch as if it's the first time.

It's far from the first time, but it only gets better.

"Turn over for me," you say.

His name is written on the back of the jersey, you note with a grin, as he flips easily onto his stomach and melts into the covers. It's not all fours so much as it is knees and chest, his ass in the air and his cheek pressed to the bed.

"Eager," you say, pinching the back of his thigh playfully.

"Hey!" he yelps.

You're not sure what you're gonna do with him, yet, but fuck does he deserve it. He needs to be spoiled, you know that. He's had a long day of shooting in this godforsaken outfit, and now he needs to relax.

"I know the real reason you wanted this uniform, anyway," you say conspiratorially.

"Oh, do tell," Wonho murmurs, good humor and presence strong even facedown in the duvet.

"You just wanted to get fucked like this."

He doesn't argue with you. He couldn't even if he wanted to, you think, judging by the way he keens and presses his hips back into you, where you stand behind him.

"Football captain," you say, condescending, "Is this what you wanted? In your gameday jersey?"

"Yes."

"I know," you soothe.

Your fingers play over the perfectly-maintained soft skin around his hole. He's clenching around nothing. Eager little slut.

"It's a good thing they wrote your name on this goddamn jersey," you say, unable to resist the joke so plainly in front of you. "Because you're not gonna remember it by the time we're done."

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If Only

Summary: Maybe if you told him about your feelings at the venue the last time you were here, you’d be together now. But now you’re here again, and you wonder if you turn to find him, will he even be looking for you? 

Oneshot

Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Flashbacks, Slight College au, Possibly Suggestive at the end?

Word Count: 3,674

Hoseok (Wonho) X Reader

[Song Inspiration: If Only, From Zero, Don’t Regret]

Preface: "Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I wish I told you what I really felt. If I go back to where we last were, will you be looking for me too? Will you still love me as I love you? Can we start again? But differently? Can we be together in ways we always wished?"

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You remember the last time you and Hoseok were together as if it were yesterday. It was a week before you both graduated. And you had bought tickets to see your favorite band and invited him along. He hyped your outfit up and told you how excited he was to hear some songs live. He knew their songs because you had listened to their music together, just as you had listened to his favorite band’s music. He made you giggle until the venue started letting people in, and he held your hand and helped ease your nerves. After all, it would be the first time you'd seen them live. You showed them your tickets, and they let you in. Hoseok put them into his coat pocket for safekeeping and held you close so you didn't lose track of each other as you looked for your seats. 

You guys excitedly waited for the concert to begin. And when the openers came out, you got up and cheered. They played a few cover songs, and you both sang along. It was wonderful. But the real excitement came after they exited the stage. You turned to Hoseok, and he grabbed your hands as you excitedly shook them. He giggled, and your heart felt like it was about to leap out of your chest, not just from the excitement of seeing your group. But from him and all the feelings you had bottled up for him. When they came out, you both screamed, cheered, and danced the night away to the songs. 

When your favorite song came on, you gasped and shook him as he laughed. You twirled and sang along loudly, enjoying every moment of it. It felt like a dream come true. At the end of the song, you looked at him to see if he was enjoying it too. And he was smiling big and bright over at you, with his camera pointed towards you and not the stage. You shook your head at him, and he laughed, “You looked so happy. I couldn’t film anything but you.” You blushed and shook your head at him again before continuing to jam with him to the rest of the songs.

You both loudly screamed for an encore, wanting to hear them perform more of their music. And they came back out and played a fan favorite. Everyone was jumping, and the two of you were jumping right along with them. As the last note rang through the crowd, you were both sweaty and laughing. He presses his forehead to yours, "I wish tonight would never have to end." You held your forehead to his, "I wish it never had to either." But then you moved away and gathered your things to leave. He walked you home, and all you two talked about was the performance and not your shared feelings. At the time, you knew he loved you back. You don't know why you never told him. It never made sense, but he never said anything, either. And that was the last time you two ever saw each other, and you never stopped thinking about it. 

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Graduation came and flew by in a flash. Friends you knew were now married, traveling the world, or having babies. Did time really move that fast? Or was it just your own perception? It always seemed like when you left college. You would know exactly what you wanted to do next with your life. But now, as you sit in your bedroom apartment, you really start to wonder if you knew anything back then. You had tried everything from moving from place to place to seeing new faces and having different careers. But your mind still lingered on the same person. You could be doing something completely unrelated and still, find ways to connect it back to him.

Even now, as you throw your head back against your pillow, you can’t help but think how his smile would make everything better. But that was something you had to lay to rest the day you both graduated. You were attracted to him the second you laid eyes on him, and when you got to know him, you fell deeply in love with him. You tried dating various people after falling for him, but by the fourth date, you’d realize you didn’t want anyone else but him. He was everything you wanted and more. 

And maybe that’s why you were buying concert tickets to see his favorite band perform. One that you didn’t care for until you listened to them in his dorm. You remember staying up that whole night listening to each other's favorite artists and getting to know each other more. Or maybe it was because it was the last place you were with him. What if he was there? Would you have the courage, then? Your friend, Lyd, texts you that she wants to go and sends you the money. And you smile as you purchase the tickets. Maybe you needed a new memory in that place to move on. But could you truly move on from someone you loved so deeply? You shook your head. You decided to enjoy the experience and have a fun time with your friend, regardless of past events that took place there.

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You sat beside him after a long day of midterms in your first year. And you both stayed up the whole night, showing each other song after song. He showed you his sketchbook and told you about his dream of playing in a band. You gushed over how beautiful his sketches were and how you believed he could create a band larger than life. He shook his head, thanking you, and asked you about your aspirations. You showed him the writings you wrote but told him that you weren’t positive you wanted to turn your hobby into your career. And he told you how elaborate and beautiful he thought your words were and how not all art had to be for profit. Because as long as it made you happy, it didn’t have to make you money. He held you against his chest as you listened to another song he liked by them. He made you feel safe in ways you didn’t know you needed safety. And with that, you guys fell asleep on his bed listening to music together. 

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You haven’t seen him since before you graduated because you had to move back in with your family for a few months to take care of some things. You could have kept in contact, but neither of you ever reached out. You were always two distant stars watching and liking each other’s stories. He was out living his best life, and so were you. He was touring with his band, and you were working part-time and writing little stories while hanging out with your friends. Every photo or video that contained him always had your heart stuttering. You couldn’t believe that you let him slip through your fingers. It was something you majorly regretted. Even as you stand in line with one of your friends, you can’t help but think about what it’d be like to attend this concert with him. 

The venue was two cities outside of your old university. You used to grab a bus and head here all the time, whether you were attending the concert by yourself, with your friends, or with him. Interrupting your thoughts for a second, your friend asks, “I’ve never been to this venue before. What’s it like?” And you smile, “It’s beautiful. It’s got golden decals and a very high ceiling. And the stage, no matter where you’re sitting, feels like you’re sitting right in front of the performers. And the acoustics in the room? Are magnificent.” She grins, “Oh wow! I can’t wait to get inside!” You smile and ask, “I know you saw them last month. Did they perform any hidden tracks?” She grins and tells you about how they performed a bonus track off of their older album and how it was her favorite song, and to hear it felt magical. You grin, “I hope they perform it tonight, then!” You weren’t that close, but you connected over your shared music taste. She knew bits and pieces of your past and why you liked this group. She was sure that he had a crush on you back then too. “Oh! My girl is calling!” She cheerily tells you and answers, and you smile. You knew Claire about as well as you had known Lyd. And you listen to them talk until the line starts moving. She hangs up and promises to get her some merch before leaving. 

You get in, and they scan your tickets, you locate your seats, and you’re off to get soft drinks while she’s off to buy merch. You give her twenty for a shirt, knowing the other five would cover her pop. It takes a while before you both can return to your seats. You sit down and drink your pop as she shows you the hoodie she got herself. The cute beanie she got her girlfriend, and the shirt she got you. Originally you were going to wear it as a sleep shirt, but it was just the right color and style for you to wear everywhere. You thank her and put it on your chair so you don’t lose it.

The venue continues to fill up, and as the lights turn on, you take a moment to look around. And that’s when you see him... The man you’ve been internally searching for since you left him. You gulp, and he catches your stare before you can look away. You give him a small smile, and he does the same, and you both turn from each other, “Um, Lyd… I uh…” She raises her eyebrow at you, “What?” You whisper, “He’s here…” She gasps, “No way!” She whips her head in the direction you were looking in before. She claps her hands and looks at you, “This could be it!” You blink at her and ask, “This could be... What?” She grins, “You guys can finally rekindle and fall in love!” You gulp but can’t help but sneak glances at him, “But… How? He’s probably married by now. And has like five kids, if not grandkids.” She hits your arm, “Honey. He is way too young to have grandkids. And the last time you were here, it was with him! It’s like fate brought you back together!” You shake your head, “That’s impossible.” But you can’t help but look towards him again to see him staring back. 

And before you can say anything more, the opener comes out, and the lights turn on, “Give it up for The Starches!” Everyone stands up, and she gasps, “You weren’t kidding. It feels like we’re right against the stage even though we’re at least fifteen rows back!” You laugh, “Yeah.” And while you haven’t heard of this group before, you certainly enjoyed them! You filmed a few of their songs, planning to check them out later. And the two of you jumped to the songs as the guitar wailed and the drums pounded beats through your souls. 

Several songs later, they exit the stage. And people scatter to the restroom and to get refills. But you turn to look at Lyd, and she smiles, “Go to him.” You gulp, “You sure?” She nods, “You love him. I could tell from the way you talked about him and even now. You love him deeply. So, go to him.” She shoos you, and without second guessing yourself, you get up and head to him to see him getting out of his chair and coming over to you. You laugh, and he smiles, “I uh…” His hand rubs the back of his neck as he goes, “I didn’t expect to see you here.” You nod, “I thought you were touring?” He nods, “I am… I just saw they were performing here. And well, I had to see them.” You smile, “Me too…” 

You guys move into his aisle as people start returning from the concessions. “Where’s your next performance?” He smiles, “Several cities over.” You nod, “Living the big rockstar life you always wanted?” He grins, “Yeah, what have you been doing?” You shrug, “This, that, and the other. Nothing special.” He shakes his head, “You're living your life, and that’s special.” You smile, “I guess so.” He nods, “Who’s your friend over there?” “Oh, that’s Lyd!” He waits for you to continue, so you do, “She’s my friend. We’ve recently gotten to know each other because of our similar music tastes. We saw they were performing close, and we decided to go.” He lets out a sigh and says like he’s relieved, “That’s nice! I hope your friendship continues to grow!” You smile and nod, “Did you bring anyone?” He shrugs, “Kind of? My bodyguard comes with me no matter what.” You blink, “Oh?” And look over a few seats to see him intently watching the two of you. Being caught, he gives a friendly wave. You both wave back, and he goes, “Yeah, that’s Bo. He’s a great guy. He takes care of me and my members.” 

You didn’t expect your first conversation to be so awkward. You stand and stare at each other. With so many things you wanted to say to each other but no words to convey your thoughts. You sigh as you gesture that you should head back to your seat. But before you can leave, Lyd comes up behind you both, “Hey, I was just talking to Bo, and he said he’d be better at watching over you if you sat in front of him.” You both blink at her and out of Hoseok’s sight and into yours. She winks. You ask softly, “Would you like to sit with me?” He smiles, “I would love to.” When Hoseok turns to walk towards your seats first, both Bo & Lyd give you a thumbs up. You shake your head, Lyd wasn’t about to let you pass up this opportunity, and it seems neither was Bo. 

You sit beside him, your heart thumping in your chest as the background music plays. You speak up, “You know, the last time we were here together was to see my favorite band…” He nods, “Yeah, now we’re seeing my favorite band here together…” “It makes a kind of karmic sense, doesn’t it?” He smiles, “I think so. I’m glad I get to see them with you.” 

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Senior year, he was lying in your bed playing on his laptop as you wrote a few more notes in your notebook. He told you excitedly, “They came out with a new album!” You grinned, “Really?” And you both listened to it. And you added your favorites to your playlists. He goes, “That was amazing! Did you enjoy it?” You nodded, and he continued, “This next song was a pre-release, but it became my favorite. I hope it becomes dear to you because I’m dedicating it to you.” You held back your tears at that as you whispered, “Ho-ho, you don’t have to.” He shook his head, “I want to. Now listen.” And you can tell why he fell for it the second it started playing. It had all the right notes, the correct key, and perfect melodies. You bobbed your head along and fell in love with it just like you had with him. He put it on repeat and pulled you into his chest, and the two of you basked in the moment. Maybe someday you’d get the courage to tell him. 

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They finally come out, and you both cheer, and he smiles as you sing along to the songs together. It felt right to sing with him again. You wished you never lost connection. But as you look at him in the corner of your eye, if this is where you ended up all over again. Then you don’t regret it. Getting to spend another moment with him had your heart singing louder than your voice to the music. It made all the difference in not seeing for two years. You turned around as they played Lyd's favorite and high-fived her as she loudly screamed. As that song ended, you heard the first notes of the song, his favorite and the one he dedicated to you. And your heart feels full as he starts dancing and singing his heart out to it. You can't help but giggle and capture it all on your camera. You couldn’t be more in love if only he loved you back. 

He catches you just like you had caught him filming you that night at the very end of the song. He shakes his head at you, and the first act ends, and the band walks back to change. You both sit down and tell him, “I thought you deserved to see yourself dancing and having a good time to your favorite song like you did for me all those years ago.” He laughs, and you ask, “Did you ever change your number?” He tells you he didn’t, and you scroll down in your texts and send him the video. “You never deleted my texts?” You shake your head, “Never had the heart to.” He nods, pulls out his phone, and scrolls down to show you he didn't either. 

It could be the simplest thing that would remind you of him. From bunnies to the color blue, you saw him in everything. And in the two years, you were apart. You certainly couldn’t get rid of anything he sent or gave you. You were sentimental over it all. It may have been as simple as a ‘Hi!’ post-it note to the stuffed bunny he got you. You had kept all of it in a tin on top of your bedside table, wanting to access it whenever you missed him. After all, you were still in love with him, even though you had no contact with him.

You ask, “Do you still have Mew-Mew?” He smiles and nods, “Do you still have Bun-Bun?” You shake your head 'yes'. And that’s when the band returns. You jump around and sing with him again. Although, this time, you were in each other’s bubbles, much more comfortable beside each other. You looked over at him as the drummer did his solo perfectly and grinned, and he smiled right back. 

When the concert ended, he grabbed your hand, and you both yelled, “Encore! Encore!” Pumping your intertwined hands into the air, hooting and hollering until they returned. Even as you sing along to their last song, you don’t let go of each other’s hands. With the confidence you have left, you squeeze his hand, and he looks over you, and you become entranced. And he sings the line to you, “I don’t want to be your past. I think we'll both regret…” You hold back your tears as you bring him into your arms. He holds you as you both sway to the melody. And you sing the words right back to him. As you both pull back with tears in your eyes, you grasp his other hand in yours. 

The band exits the stage, and people start clearing out. You tell him, “You know, I never stopped thinking about you.” He gives you a small smile, “I never stopped loving you.” You both start crying, and he goes, “Please, don’t let me be your past.” You shake your head, “You’ve always been my present. You’re with me even when you’re not. I’m still deeply in love with you.” He smiles, “You're like that for me too…” You sigh, wiping your tears away with your shoulder, “Will you do me the honor of being mine officially?” He grins with wet cheeks, “It would be an honor to be yours.” 

That’s when you hear an ‘ahem!’ You both look over, and Bo goes, “I’d hate to interrupt, but it looks like this place is almost cleared out. We should probably get going.” The two of them are both grinning at the two of you, “We heard everything.” You laugh and let go of one of his hands to pick up your concert tee. So, he can lead you out of your seats. As you walk to the doors, Lyd says, “Oh, Clarie said she could pick me up. So don’t worry about me! I’ll be seeing you next week!” Bo clears his throat, “I uh have some business at this thing to like be at... And, yeah, so…” He trails off and goes, “But, I’ll walk you to their car.” Hoseok laughs and teases, “Okay. If you’re sure you don’t want to come along~” Bo shakes his head adamantly, “No, um, I think you two have some things to catch up on, and I don’t want to hear that.” The four of you laugh as Lyd leaves for her girlfriend’s car. 

After the two of you are all settled in, Bo wishes you both well and for you to have him home at a reasonable time. And he’s off, and you turn to look at him, “I regret not telling you I was in love with you sooner.” He shakes his head, “I regret it too, but now we have each other. So, there is no need to regret it anymore. We just have a lot to catch up on…” You smile, “Let’s not waste another moment, huh?” He nods, and you’re off to spend the rest of the evening and forever together. 

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Danger (M)

Pairing: Hoseok (Wonho) x reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.

Genre: A bit of Smuts | bits of angst | Fluff

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“Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way take you to a place where no one else can.”

It’s crazy how much one person can affect you. The moment he moved next door, you always had a feeling that he was going to impact you in ways you wouldn’t seem to understand. He was new to the neighborhood and the only thing you seem to know is only his name... You might not know a single thing about the boy... But that’s what pulls you closer to the boy...

Part of his mystery is how he is calm in the storm and anxious in the quiet. 

Part 1~

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“Come on, I swear you’re always finding any excuse you can just to stay indoors. I mean don’t you think it’s time to come out of your little shell and live a little?” Your best friend Mi Sun continued saying as she grabbed a hold of your hand trying to pull you off the front step of your house and you sighed.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go out... It’s just...” At this point, you were out of excuses. You were pretty sure you used every excuse there is in the damn book.

“Nope, see you can’t say anything now.” Just as Mi Sun grabbed a hold of your hand and tried to pull you up, you two suddenly stopped when you suddenly noticed a moving truck approaching the two of you... For a second you thought it was about to park right in front of your house but it parked right next door.

“I didn’t know you were getting new neighbors,” Mi Sun says, staring at the trunk right next door and you looked at her and shrugged.

“I had no idea either...” You have been living in your neighborhood for who knows how long, however, you never seemed to ever properly meet your neighbors or ever properly introduce yourself. That kind of thing only happens in movies.

“Anyways! Please just for today? I swear it will be fun... I wouldn’t invite you if I was going to make you suffer.” She had a point but you weren’t convinced. You just stared at your best friend.

She managed to make you stand up. You began to follow behind her but suddenly you changed your mind again.

“Look, no matter how many times you tell me to go out... I just won’t ever be convinced.” You said patting your best friend on the shoulder and she sighed.

You tried to walk off until you noticed your best friend picking up the newspaper that was left in front of your house and she tried to throw it at you however it went past you instead and hit a stranger.

“MI SUN!” You shouted and the stranger immediately turned over after the newspaper hit the back of his head and looked in your direction.

SHIT! What just happened? What did you miss? You quickly ducked as if you were able to hide from the stranger your best friend just hit, however, there wasn’t a bush, not even a fence covering you.

“What the hell do we do now?” You asked your best friend and she awkwardly laughed.

“We could apologize... or we can... RUN!” She shouts and runs off. At that point, you were left abandoned and alone. Is this girl serious? She was the one who threw the newspaper in the first place!

You looked over at your door and you were planning to hide in there however it was far too late for that...

“I’m assuming this is yours,” you lifted your head, and at that moment when you made eye contact with the stranger, you quickly lifted yourself off the ground and awkwardly looked at the stranger.

“Uh... Yeah... About that...” How the hell were you the one apologizing for something you didn’t even do in the first place? What is this?

“That newspaper wasn’t for you... It was actually for me... I know that sounds crazy but my best friend was here and she meant to throw it at me but you were in the way and..” At that moment you realized you were blabbing on and on while doing this... You basically told the cute stranger he was in the way... SMOOTH.

“NO! not that you were in the way! I meant to say you were standing in the wrong place at the wrong time,” you said trying to clear the air and although you felt like you fucked up at the very moment, the stranger just simply smiles.

“Well, now as your neighbor I should be more cautious with where I stand,” you left such a great impression on a neighbor who was just moving next door.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out and he smiled. He was about to say something until...

“Hyung!” He turned his head and then back at you.

“Until next time,” he says looking at you, and walks off. Wait, that was it? Were you not going to learn his name or something? Are you supposed to call him neighbor this whole time?

You turned right around and looked right at your house and walked as fast as you could as you looked down. That’s right you were doing the walk of shame... Your best friend was going to pay for this.

~

Why was he suddenly moving into your neighborhood? Did he not like where he was living or was he possibly running away from something? You quickly shook your head and snapped out of your thoughts.

After that mini incident that happened in the morning, for some strange reason you were suddenly curious to know what his name is. You didn’t understand why... It’s not like you were going to see him again but still...

You snapped out of your thoughts until you suddenly felt your phone vibrating right next to you. You got hold of your phone and noticed your best friend was calling you.

What does she possibly want? You picked up your phone and brought your phone to your ear. You didn’t even want to talk to her, especially after today’s incident. However, you were still going to pick up the call just because she has dealt with you for a long time.

“What?” You answered the call and you could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone.

“I'M SORRY!” She better be sorry... She made you embarrass yourself to your soon-to-be neighbor... And not only is he your neighbor but did you mention that part that he was CUTE... Ugh, must the universe be against you?

“You know because of you, I had to apologize for something I didn’t even do.” You began to complain especially because you don’t say sorry for just anyone but you knew your best friend wasn’t surprised. She should have seen this coming from the beginning.

“Again I’m sorry... What can I do to make this up?” Well, you couldn’t make her apologize however you were sure to come up with something eventually for her to do.

“I don’t know, but for now... Are you trying to possibly get me bubble tea?” You asked your best friend who currently worked at a bubble tea shop and you could hear her giggle.

“You got it,” after that being said the both of you exchanged byes and you were now laying in bed bored out of your mind.

You got up from the bed trying your hardest not to take a mini nap and walked over to your window. By the time you arrived at the window, you noticed that the new neighbor you happened to meet, not by choice, was still removing things off of his truck.

You could be a kind neighbor and go ask if he possibly needs some help but to be honest you weren’t that kind of person to just walk up to strangers... Second of all, who even does that... You weren’t in some movie where you suddenly become nice to a stranger. Plus your mother always told you not to talk to strangers. And last but not least, although he didn’t show that he didn’t like you... He probably hates your gut just because he thinks you threw something at his damn head...

Just from the thought of what happened earlier you couldn’t help but shake your head and feel embarrassed for something you didn’t do...

You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice that you were so caught up with staring at your new neighbor until you have no idea how but something made you snap back into reality.

You shook your head and as you continued to stare out the window you noticed the guy... The new neighbor was staring right at you. Shit.

Your eyes widened and since you were in the middle of panicking without thinking twice you grabbed a hold of the currents and closed them right in front of you and you quickly backed away from the window and walked over to your bed.

One job... You had one job but you completely ruined that...

He now probably thinks you have this crush on him or maybe worse... He must think that you’re like a low-key stalker... Whatever the case is... He probably looked at you weirdly and that was because of everything that happened today...

He probably thinks he lives next to a complete freak but can you blame the guy?

~

After low-key having a meltdown from embarrassing yourself so damn much in front of a cute neighbor of yours yesterday, you tried to move past that and decided to escape your cocoon for the day and go out.

The moment you stepped out of your house, you would be lying if you were to say you were trying your hardest to stay calm and hope that you didn’t happen to bump into your new neighbor.

You already embarrassed yourself yesterday and today is a whole new day.

As you began to walk everything was fine till suddenly you heard laughing coming from the right. You didn’t want to look just because of the fear you had it was the neighbor.

So instead of looking in that direction, you opened up your purse and tried to look for your pair of headphones. At last, when you got a hold of them, you quickly plugged them into your phone and made sure you had them on. You didn’t feel like talking to just anyone.

Although you thought you could get away with it, you suddenly feel eyes glued to you. You glanced over to your left and could feel not only the cute neighbor's eyes glued to you but someone who appeared to be his friend.  

You looked straight ahead and tried your hardest to remain calm and make it out there alive but that all seemed to change when you suddenly see a person running right in front of you.

There you instantly froze and just as you were expecting to see someone familiar however you saw a new face that was unfamiliar to you. You had no idea why this stranger was right there in front of you, however you slowly removed one headphone and continued to look at the stranger a bit confused.

The stranger smiled and you didn’t react, you continued to stand there.

“Hey sorry,” you had no idea why he was even apologizing until you took a look at his hands and there you see a ball in his hand. So he probably grabbed the ball that was probably going to hit you. Duh, now this makes complete sense why a stranger would suddenly appear right in front of you.

“Um... It’s okay, I should have been more careful if anything,” you said trying not to make the stranger feel less bad about themselves.

“No no... My friend over there just sucks at throwing,” he says pointing at your neighbor as he stares at the two of you talking.

“Right...” That was all you managed to say and you didn’t know if now was the time you were about to awkwardly walk away but that stopped when suddenly the stranger continued to stand in front of you sparking a conversation.

“My name is Kihyun, and your name?” He asks as he stretches out his hand leaning in for a handshake.

“Uh, Y/N,” you said slowly getting a hold of his hand and at that moment the both of you made physical contact and shook hands. 

You continued to look at Kihyun and he looked like he wanted to tell you something however it wasn’t long until his name got called.

“Kihyun!” Your neighbor calls out and he looks over at him and then back at you.

“Ah, guess that’s my cue... But I hope to see you around,” he says smiling brightly and he ran off.

What does he mean to see you again? He doesn’t know a thing about you but your name... But okay. At that point, you put both headphones back into your ears and you were off to your walk.

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea what Kihyun's intentions were the moment I noticed he was talking to my neighbor but I knew I had to put a stop somehow. Every time Kihyun and I go out, I’m pretty sure I catch him flirting with different girls all the time.

“Really? Must you interrupt my moment like that?” Kihyun starts saying complaining to me but all I could do was roll my eyes.

“I move to the neighborhood and you’re already trying to make a move? I swear I can’t invite you anywhere,” I said shaking my head as I walked off but Hoseok, of course, followed behind me.

“She was pretty cute,” ah, of course, he would say that.

“You say that about every girl you see,” the both of us walked into my living room and instead of sitting on couches, we sat on the ground.

Can you tell I haven’t made myself at home yet? I was supposed to buy furniture around the house today but a change of plans.

“What lovely home you have here,” Kihyun says sitting right next to me on the ground and I shot him a glare.

“Shush, I know right now it feels empty but when I fix it up... It will look better just give me some time,” I said to Kihyun and he just shrugs and pulls out his phone.

“Anyways, what were you talking to my neighbor about?” I couldn’t help but ask Kihyun even though I already know his intentions were anywhere close to being good.

“Oh, you mean Y/N? Nothing really, you interrupted me before I had the chance to even make my move,” he says glaring at me and I looked at him.

Now that I think about it... Kihyun got to know her name before I did, isn’t that a bit sad? Who am I kidding? Of course, it’s sad.

Hm Y/N?

“Hoseok, are you listening?” I looked over at him and smiled.

“Um... No?” Kihyun shook his head in disappointment but decided to repeat himself anyways.

“Are you planning to invite her to your party?” Kihyun asks and I just shot him a glare.

The last time I had a conversation with her was when she hit me on the back of the head but we didn’t say much, honestly, I didn’t even get to know her name... She doesn’t even know my name...

“How am I supposed to invite the girl when we only spoke once?” I asked Kihyun confused but he shook his head and sighed.

“I swear I need to help you learn how to properly approach girls,” I was going to say something, however, I knew no matter how many times I tell him that I don’t need to follow his tips I can talk to any girl he was still going to lecture me.

“Whatever,”

From that point on I rose from the floor and thought maybe I should drag Kihyun along with me to go look for furniture for this house... It feels practically empty.

“Let’s go,” instead of Kihyun asking me questions he got up from the floor and followed behind me.

~

Your Point of View

This has never happened before... How on earth did you end up socializing with your neighbor... All the neighbors you have had in the past didn’t know who you were. Also, you never knew a single thing about them besides the fact that they live right next to you. No matter how many chances you or your neighbors had to “introduce each other” it just never happened and you were okay with that...

But now that you have this new neighbor it seems like you were going to see him around a lot more than you intend to and you already embarrassed yourself from the start because of your best friend.

“Lord please help me make it alive,” you spoke to yourself as you walked into a coffee shop.

You were hoping after today that you wouldn’t see your neighbor as often as you did yesterday and today.

Hmm now that you think about it, maybe the only reason you kept seeing him was that he’s just adjusting himself to your neighborhood, however, you were sure that after earlier you probably weren’t going to see him at all...

After that being said you felt relieved.

You smiled as you walked over to the register and looked up at the menu, now what shall you get for today?

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

All I wanted to do was drag Kihyun with me to go buy furniture, however instead he decided to drag me to go buy him some coffee. I always tend to wonder how on earth we even became friends... I shrugged and looked at Kihyun.

“I still don’t understand how thinking of furniture made you want coffee?” I asked looking over at Kihyun and he shrugged.

“Maybe the walk from your house to here made me thirsty,” he says trying to make me feel better, however, all I did was roll my eyes and open the door to the coffee shop.

“Do you want something?” Kihyun asks, looking right at the menu and I look at him. Wow, he was actually willing to buy me something? I should take advantage now before it’s too late.

“Yes, actually I wouldn’t mind an Americano,” Kihyun looked at me and smiled.

“Nothing? Okay, you got it,” wow did he completely ignore what I just said?

I shrugged and as I began to look around the coffee shop I looked to my right and right then and there I saw a familiar face sitting on a table on her own staring out at the window.

Right there I see my neighbor...

I have no idea if I’m going crazy and I’m imagining that she is sitting right there or she is actually in the shop... I looked away and tried to avoid making eye contact however that didn’t last long when Kihyun suddenly noticed her presence and decided to call her out her name.

“Y/N!” Oh, this boy... I don’t understand why he’s like this.

She didn’t bother looking. Is she ignoring him? Because if she is... Smart girl.

“Y/N,” Kihyun called out again and I continued to stare at her as she looked out the window. I mean if I were the girl I would probably ignore him too, but as I continued to look in her direction I noticed that she had headphones on. Ah...

I glanced over at Kihyun and noticed him suddenly giving up trying to capture her attention and walked over to the register to order our drinks.

To be honest, I’m a little surprised to see Kihyun act so calmly about all of this, however, I would rather not question him.

~

Your Point of View

You had no idea what you were supposed to do on your day off. You don’t socialize with others and you rather stay indoors and watch movies than go out and party.

As you enjoyed drinking your ice coffee you pulled out your phone and had no texts or calls. Hmm well seems like your plans involved blankets, food, and time to be with yourself. The moment you put your phone down, you looked up and jumped as you saw an unexpected figure standing there.

You slowly removed your headphones and stared at the same guy you bumped into earlier... Kihyun.

“Wow, I never expected it to take this long to get your attention,” Kihyun says, grabbing a chair right in front of you and sitting down and you just stare at him.

Wait, did you tell him to sit? Wait, does he think you guys are friends? You were beyond confused however you have no idea what to say or what to do.

“Um... Sorry I was kind of listening to music,” you said, lifting your earbuds.

Kihyun grabbed a hold of your headphone that you removed and placed it in his ear.

“What are you listening to?”

Before you could say anything you stopped when another figure approached the table. You looked over and saw your neighbor... The one you don’t happen to know what his damn name is...

“Oh no,” you thought you said in your head, however you said it a bit louder than you expected. Kihyun and the guy looked right at you.

“You see what you’ve done Hoseok,” Kihyun blurts out and at last you finally figured out the name of your damn neighbor, however, the moment you did you realized you just opened your mouth and now he probably assumes you hate him which that wasn’t the case.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, staring directly at you confused yet offended at the way you reacted when you saw him and you shook your head.

“Oh uh...” You had no idea what to say so the only thing you did was stall right in front of his face.

“Hoseok, she doesn’t like you,” Kihyun says, not making the conversation any better and your eyes widen.

“W-what I didn’t say that,” you quickly corrected him and Kihyun just smiled.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, ignoring the fact that you just said you did not say you didn’t like him...

You didn’t know anything about Hoseok so you couldn’t say that you hated the boy, however, you didn’t understand him and you thought he hated you just because he probably thinks you tried to hit him on purpose however you didn’t have a reason to even hit the guy.

“What?” You blurted out and Kihyun laughed.

To be honest, you had no idea where this conversation was even going, however, you didn’t care, right now all you wanted to do was get up and exit yourself from the scene.

“Mind if we join you,” Kihyun asks even though he was already sitting right in front of you. However, instead of answering, you got up from your seat and grabbed a hold of your drink.

“Actually I um... I should probably get going, I promised my best friend that I was going to meet her up,” that was a complete lie however you were going to do anything you could to leave the scene.

“Do you have friends?” Hoseok suddenly blurts out and questions you out of the blue and it wasn’t long until you looked over at him and felt offended.

You understand why he suddenly decided it was best if he made a comment, however you weren’t trying to be rude to him if Kihyun was sabotaging the situation... You were planning to say something to Hoseok but you realized there was no point.

You turned around and walked off. Whatever... Hoseok can have the last word for now...

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea why Y/N would possibly hate me. I mean I just moved right next door and this girl already hates my guts... She first throws something in my direction and now she’s here trying to avoid me...

“Hoseok what did you do to the poor girl?” Kihyun asks, looking over at me and all I do is roll my eyes.

“Oh shush, I didn’t do anything....” Kihyun just rolled his eyes and began to walk off not believing a word I was telling him.

I have no idea what was happening but I mean although the girl probably hates me... For some reason it kind of made me want to be around her a bit more... Maybe just maybe I can show her I’m not going to be a bad neighbor...

But I have no idea how anything is going to turn out.

Who knows...

~

To Be Continued 

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The Trespasser pt. 20 (M)

You were on top of the world with the new title of leader of your family’s clan. You were the strongest clan in all of the orient and you were proud. But your family feels that there are threats still lurking around making you a target. When they introduce you to a potential man for a business and marriage merger will it help your clan or make matters worse?

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fuck dinner you had thought to yourself. The only thing that you had wanted right now was Hoseok and now that there were no injuries or circumstances in the way you were going to have him.

You had pulled back from Hoseok’s hold and held onto his firm face that was so close to your own and gave him a long kiss. There was enough passion, liquor and need between the two of you that Hoseok quickly deepened the kiss into something much rawer and more primal than just need. He opened your mouth and let his tongue explore yours, teeth clashing and soft moans escaping from the two of you. He wrapped his hands around your back once more and pulled you flush to his chest crushing all of the air out of your body. Even though the two of you were as close as you could be to each other he still had to have you nearer, clawing at your back as he pulled you impossibly closer.

You were forced to pull away from the kiss and catch your breath and as you did so Hoseok quickly let go of you, spun around to the stove top, turned off the burner and then dragged you by the hand into your bedroom. It had all happened so fast that you could barely think ahead and before you knew it you were flat on your back on the bed, gasping for air and eyes wide in shock.

 You weren’t expecting for him to be so rough with you, but you definitely weren’t disappointed with it. Quite the contrary, you like this side of Hoseok. If anything, rough was more of your sexual preference… and it was completely new with him making the entire experience more thrilling.

Without any moment’s hesitation Hoseok unbuttoned his shirt one by one not ever moving his eyes away from your own. And as you watched him with excitement you couldn’t help but lick your lips in anticipation. Hoseok smiled down at you as he reached his final button and as soon as it was unclasped, he let his shirt fall to the floor off of his arms naturally. He walked closer to you and stood in front of your legs that hung off the side of the bed limply. He grabbed the hem of your pants and he slowly unbuttoned and unzipped them and then slowly stood up and pulled them off of you from their ankles.

As soon as he had them off, he threw them away to the side and immediately stepped towards you again. His hands drifted up your legs from your ankles up to your thighs softly causing shivers to roll down your spine. As soon as his hands reached past the curve of your thighs your legs gently squeezed together with need. You had needed him to touch you and soothe the ache that was in your panties, and you could feel your juices lubing up in anticipation. But as soon as he had reached the hem of your panties, he had passed them reaching up towards your stomach.

You had let out a soft sigh in disappointment and Hoseok smiled down at you knowing full well that he was torturing you.

“Raise up a little baby” Hoseok softly whispered

And you had immediately complied, raising up and watching him as he raised your shirt over your chest, but instead of discarding it he had pulled your arms together and used the shirt to bind your hands together at your wrists. You looked up at him in shock and excitement and Hoseok gave you a lustful and deviant grin.

“Be a good girl and keep that on” he said to you softly

you were going to respond to Hoseok but he quickly sealed your mouth with a kiss. You had arched into his kiss pushing your chest up into his own but as soon as you had reciprocated the kiss he was gone. You let out a grunt of irritation. Every time that you got even a small touch or kiss Hoseok made sure that he gave you just enough before he took it away again. Constantly keeping you wanting for more, making you needier and needier for him by the second. Edging you closer and closer to completely losing control with maddening lust.

He slowly kissed his way down your neck and across your chest, making sure to adore and worship each curve and slope of your body. He pulled your bra down forcefully, exposing your breasts to him. Softly he took a nipple into his mouth, and he sucked on it allowing his tongue to lap at your areolas and nibble softly at your hardening nipples. You wanted nothing more than to run your fingers through his hair and pull on his gorgeous locks. But each time that you attempted to move your hands you were reminded of the soft restraints that bound you together. You lowered both of your arms so that they rested on his back and bent them at the elbow so you could touch and play with his silky hair.

You ran your fingers through his hair and lightly grazed his scalp with your nails and Hoseok let out a soft moan. It had radiated into your skin letting vibrations tingle its way across your stomach and chest and down to your aching pussy. You had tugged harder on his hair trying to initiate this response again, desperate for any sensation that you could get.

But before you could follow through with it Hoseok had released you from his mouth and began placing kitten licks and kisses down your stomach until he had come face to face with your still clothed womanhood. He bit his lip, and he softly traced the tips of his fingers across your clothed folds. He smiled like the devil when he felt your juices seep through the cotton fabric causing it to dampen and darken.

He consistently teased you and played with you through your underwear causing you to cry and whimper. You wanted nothing more than for him to rip your panties off and fill you up. You were tired of being teased and not getting anything other than constant desire for more.

“Hoseok please” you begged out quietly to him

“please what?” he asked back cocky as ever, knowing exactly what he was doing to you.

You stared up at him now with a mixture of need, desperation and frustration. You were needy enough that you would have given in and begged for him just to touch you, kiss you or do more of anything. But the inner brat in you wanted for him to do his worst to you. You wanted for him to feel just as desperate for you, that when he finally did touch you it drove the both of you crazy. You wanted him to fuck you hard and desperately like a mad man desperate for his release just like you were. So instead of telling him all of the nasty and degrading things that you wanted him to do to you, you simply whimpered out another “please…. Hoseok” willing for the torture to go on.

Hoseok made small chiding noises with his tongue and instead of pressing into you further he sat back onto his heels and stared down at you as if he had just been denied the world’s best desert. And technically he had. He let out a soft huff of air and then without missing a single beat he had you pinned down to the mattress with your legs bent to your chest and your arms trapped. He held your legs down with a single arm and the other hand had slipped around your panties and into your wet folds.

You were so wired up that when the friction of his fingers had grazed your insides you let out a pathetic cry of release. He wiggled the tips of his fingers stretching you out from the inside of your pussy as he stared down into your eyes. And as you tried your best to look back at him, you couldn’t help but squeeze them shut as you let out guttural groans.

“tell me…” he said as he slowly withdrew his fingers from inside of you forcing you to feel the absence inch by inch “tell me what you want”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth gasped wide open in a silent cry as he slowly slid his digits in and out of you. His long fingers grazed against your walls and hit your g-spot perfectly each time as he plunged them all the way inside of you.  Your body froze up and you knew that if he were to play with you any more that you would cum.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and your mouth gasped wide open in a silent cry. Your body froze up, leaving you paralyzed in his hands as he continued to give you the slow torture. But he quickly caught on and as soon as you were at the peak of your high he removed his fingers slowly. When they were completely removed you found yourself grinding your hips, desperately needing for his fingers to be back inside of you. But as your emptiness continued to ease your orgasm you couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“please Hoseok, fuck me!” you shamelessly screamed at him, too desperate to wait any longer.

Hoseok smiled down at you and released your legs from their current position, allowing them to fall numbly to your sides again. You deeply inhaled and tried to calm yourself down as you watched him eying your body and the wet slick that pooled through your underwear and down to the sheets.

As soon as he was content with what he had done to you he grabbed you firmly by the hips and flipped you over onto your knees, belly down and ass up in the air. You had quickly gathered yourself and spread your legs for him wide enough for him to fit and sunk down as far as possible into the mattress with your tied hands in front of you and your chest firmly pressed into the mattress.

Hoseok sat back patiently as he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, allowing for his cock to spring free. He hissed as he felt the blood circulate to his excruciatingly hard member, no longer restrained by his boxers and jeans. He pumped himself once, twice, three times slowly as he tried to release some of his own pent up sexual frustration before he came too quickly inside of you. He wanted to make this night one that you would always remember. He wanted for this night to be something that you touched yourself thinking of. One that you dreamt of and craved to have over and over again.

As soon as you were settled he reached out to you squeezing your ass roughly and then delivered a single rough slap that was just painful enough to feel good. He pulled your body closer to his and he found his spot behind you and quickly aligned his member up with your entrance. He held his breath and then released it quickly as he slammed his cock into you so rough that you let out a guttural groan by the sheer force.

Hoseok picked up his foot and placed it outside of your right leg resting his weight only on his left knee. He leaned forward to grab hold of your hair into a make shift pony tail and wrapped it once around his fist, locking your head firmly in place. You let out a soft whimper as soon as you had felt your additional restraint and Hoseok used that opportunity to whisper down into your ear.

“who’s pussy is this?” he asked

You had let out a grunt in absolute satisfaction. You smiled to yourself when you felt your walls clench around hoseok’s cock. But, unfortunately for hoseok your lack of an answer was not the appropriate response.

Hoseok quickly delivered another rough blow to your ass and you lurched forward in surprise.

“I said” Hoseok’s grip on your hair became firmer “…who’s pussy is this?” he asked with clenched teeth

“yours!” you bit out quickly “it’s yours!”

Hoseok gave you a soft kiss on your shoulder, completely contradicting how rough he had been with you just a moment ago and it made you shiver.

“good girl.” He said with a chuckle “now…get yourself off on this cock you wanted so badly” he said leaning back

It only took a few seconds for the words that he had said to register in your brain and you quickly threw your hips back into his own. You bounced into him as smoothly and quickly as possible as you tried to get yourself off and achieve your orgasm again. You could practically feel yourself reeling and your pussy pulsing around him as you forced him to slide in and out of you repeatedly. You had slowed down your tempo in an effort to catch your breath for a moment, but Hoseok had quickly retaliated.

Hoseok delivered a harsh slap once more and you had began to furiously move your hips onto his own. Hoseok was making it abundantly clear that he was dominant in this scenario and that you had to please him for him to please you. you didn’t worry about the pain in your knees and arms as you tried your best to continue moving and keep yourself stable.

You closed your eyes and focused on the movements that you made, feeling that slapping of skin against skin and the way that his head and long shaft had stretched and pulled at your walls. The pressure that his cock put on your body as he bottomed out in you and the feeling of his control slowing starting to unravel as his hold on your hair began to weaken and weaken as your thrusts continued.

“fuck yeah baby… keep going” he grunted out with labored breaths

You continued to throw your hips back like a woman possessed, but quickly there after Hoseok had completely let go of your hair and held you down in place. With one hand on the small of your back and the other on your hip Hoseok began to pound into you roughly. you could feel all of your senses beginning to blur as an orgasm began to peak and your body completely went frozen as your pussy pulsed around Hoseok’s dick, trying desperately to get as much friction and depth from him. You began to feel yourself pushing back into his hips harder as you sought out your high and your shoulders and arms went completely limp underneath you.

You let out a long gasp as you felt the final push that sent you over the edge, stomach convulsing and legs shaking threatening to give out on you.

“oh shit” Hoseok said out loud in a cry as he slowed his movements down, trying to stop himself from cumming as well. There was no way that he was going to call it quits now.

As soon as he was sure that you were done with your orgasm he pushed you over to your side and then grabbed your legs, forcing you back into your knees to chest position. He held onto your legs with one hand and with the other he dipped his fingers deep into your pussy once more and then forced the digits into your mouth. You swallowed and lapped at his fingers without a second thought, relishing in how inebriated he made you feel.

“that’s right baby taste how delicious you are” he whisper growled down to you

You moaned around his fingers and he withdrew them as soon as he was satisfied with how clean they were. He pulled his hand back and to your complete shock he slapped your pussy before gathering each of your legs in a hand and bottoming out inside of you once more. you gasped and stared up at him with your eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed but your mouth was quickly shut as he continued his needy thrusts in and out of you.

The position that you were in caused for you to become tighter around Hoseok and it drove you completely insane. All of the sensation and feeling that you had felt twice as good. The places that Hoseok hit inside of you were magnified and deeper and you could feel every inch of him inside of you, causing you to quickly spiral into a slur of profanities.

“oh fuck Hoseok!” you let out breathlessly “shit”

“you like it when I fuck you like a little whore?” he asked as he continue his frantic pace

“fuck yes!” you immediately responded, biting your bottom lip as you struggled to hold on to your composure  

“you’re mine!” Hoseok growled as he forced himself into you roughly with a slap of skin against skin “my personal little cum slut” he bottomed out in you again

You were beginning to shake and convulse around Hoseok as another orgasm was on the edge of completely consuming you, causing Hoseok to momentarily pause. He looked down at where the two of you were connected and then looked up at you with a pained expression.

“im gonna fill you up with all of my cum…” he pulled out slowly “and then fuck you again and again” he slid back in “until your just dripping with all of my seed” back out.

You couldn’t respond to him with anything other than whimpers and cries of pleasure. Your vision had gone completely white and your ears rang as your body shivered and contorted uncontrollably. you were exhausted and ready to pass out in pure bliss, but as Hoseok continued to pump in and out of you he only dragged your orgasm on even longer.

“shit…” Hoseok bit out in a grunt that was almost completely unintelligible  as he came to a complete still on top of you

You could finally breathe now that he had stopped moving, but just as the overwhelming pleasure had seized you could feel the hot streams of his cum squirting and filling you up inside. You looked up at Hoseok with a cloudy gaze as realization hit you that he had finally came, and as soon as he made eye contact he leaned forward to give you a quick soft kiss.

“you are so fucking sexy” he whispered to you with a smile and you couldn’t help but smile back and giggle in response.

The two of you laid there in complete stillness for a few minutes as the two of you caught your breath. Neither of you had said a thing to one another or even dared to move from your last position, you were too sensitive. But within about fifteen minutes you could feel a pressure and tingling inside of you as Hoseok began to get hard again inside of you.

You looked up at Hoseok with a fascinated and shocked expression. You were entirely too exhausted to go another round, but Hoseok had no intentions of getting sleep any time soon.

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[venusrising91]

Noise Complaint

Pairing: Wonho x Male reader

Genre: Smut, enemies to lovers/hate to love (no plot just vibezzzz)

Summary: Your new nextdoor neighbor, Wonho (Lee-ho) is a loud, inconsiderate gym rat. He keeps you up all hours of the night with his seedy escapades and you're sick of it. 

Word count: 2,014 (2 pages)

T/W: aggression, physical violence

It was 4am and you had work at 8, yet rest was as far from your reach as the sun would be once it rose. 

Short hours. 

You had short hours to get some much needed sleep. But no matter how hard you’d tried, you hadn’t been able to reach the REM state and it was all thanks to your obnoxious, ridiculously muscular neighbor, Lee-ho. 

    For the third time this week, giggling voices and blaring music, followed by high-pitched moans had kept you wide awake. Usually, after one or two rounds with whatever girl he’d picked up scouring city night clubs, the mewls and slaps and yes daddys would subside, and you could finally drift. But tonight, he seemed to have endless energy. You heard his date come four times. Back to back.

    It was almost 6:30 by the time they wore themselves out.

    You’d barely slept. At the office, you struggled to keep your eyes open, staring through slits at the charts on your computer. The project manager noticed you nodding and called you into her office after the meeting. As head graphic designer, you were expected to oversee and execute this assignment—because securing this client would ensure you a raise next quarter, but the arrival of your new neighbor had thrown a wrench in your performance.

    She threatened to take you off the project and her disappointment was all you could think about on your commute back home.

    In the apartment lobby, you pressed the button on the elevator console so hard it nearly jammed.

    “Sup bruh.” You whipped your head around and there was Lee-ho, all 6 feet of him, donned in gym wear and sipping on some colorful drink. You clenched your teeth.

“Hey,” you mumbled back with listless regard.

    The elevator doors opened and Lee-ho walked gingerly ahead of you. Before he could step inside however, his cell slipped from his pocket. As he bent you couldn’t help but notice his butt: firm, round, muscled. You tore your eyes away and carded your hair. Inside, the music was soft and unobtrusive. The exact opposite of Lee-ho.

“How you feeling?” he asked, plunging his hands into his pockets.

“Tired.”

He snorted. “Oh yeah, me too.”

    “I’m sure you are.” You glared at him, slightly envious of the angle of his jaw, of how much sharper it was than yours. And envious also of the broad span of his chest, his neat features, his lips, his hair. He was by all accounts, an objectively better looking man than you and this only added to your irritation.

    “What d’you mean by that?” asked Lee-ho, quirking his brow. He must have sensed your frustration because now he was folding his arms, closing up. You didn’t care.

    “You know the walls that separate us are paper thin, right?”

    “Yeah, and?”

    The doors slid open on your floor. “I can hear everything. All the time.” You stepped out before him, stalking down the hallway.

    “My bad, dude. I’ll keep it down,” he shouted after you. There was a smug air about his tone and you ignored him as you shoved your key into the lock. It was only 7pm but you were exhausted. After a quick dinner of leftover pasta, and an even quicker shower, you went to bed, desperate to get back the hours you’d lost. You drifted in minutes, sleeping soundly, until loud music and moans yanked you from your dreams at 2am.

    You leapt from the bed, pulling on a robe, not bothering to tie it. It took less than two minutes for you to reach Lee-ho’s door. You pounded on it furiously, on and on, until he swung it open. For a moment, each of you stood silently observing one another. He was fully nude, sweating and cupping his genitals as his eyes swept over you. They lingered on your chest, you noted, then trailed up to meet your gaze. Despite your robe, you felt suddenly bare, and exposed. Quickly you tied it, covering yourself from him.

    “What the fuck, dude?” said Lee-ho.

    “Keep it down.”

    “Yeah and what if I don’t?”

    “I’ll write a formal complaint. You're violating code of conduct with this shit. Some of us have actual jobs, you know?”

“I have a job.”

“Gym bro influencer and fuckboy does not an occupation make.” This was rude, and uncalled for. But you were sleep deprived. Lee-ho's shoulders slumped down a measure—he appeared somewhat diminished in the face of the insult and you almost felt bad for him. Your eyes fell on his abs however, and then, without meaning to, dipped even lower, catching a glimpse of what was too large to be completely covered by his palm. Even his cock was better than yours—he didn’t need your pity. Without waiting for a retort, you turned and stormed down the hall.

Back in your bedroom, the beginnings of an erection tugged at the tender flesh between your legs. And by the time you lay back in bed, you were rock-hard, and aching.

    In the morning you shaved and contemplated calling out, but you really couldn’t afford to. At work, you tried to concentrate but all you could think of was Lee-ho, of his throbbing head, peeking up from behind his hand in the middle of the doorway. You didn’t like men. At least you thought you didn’t. You’d had a few girlfriends in the past and once or twice thought about experimenting with a guy back in college but no one ever drew you in. No one ever attracted you the way—

    Enough, you weren’t doing this. What were you thinking? You weren’t into dudes and especially not ones you despised as much as Lee-ho. He probably never had to work for anything a day in his life. Just had to show up and collect everyone's praise and adulation. 

Prick.

    Back at the apartment, you took the stairs to avoid crossing paths with him. Thankfully it was Friday, and you could catch up on your shows without feeling guilty for missing the sleep that was so hard to come by lately. 

After dinner and a shower, you binged a season of a new show on Netflix, and dozed off halfway through. But a short while later, a sharp knock on the door jolted you awake.

    You shuffled to it, half-dazed. Waiting on the other side was Lee-ho, glaring a hole through your forehead.

    “You know, you’re a real asshole?” he declared. 

    “Could say the same about you.”

    “What you said the other night—you don’t talk to people like that. I want an apology.”

    You scoffed and made to shut the door. But he stopped it, forcing it open. “Get off the door and fuck off,” you clipped.

    “Or what?”

    Impulse and anger drove you to shove him, which was stupid. His arms alone were twice the size of yours. He shoved you back and you stumbled into your apartment. Lee-ho stepped over the threshold, letting the door slam behind him. Then his hands were on you again, crashing into your chest. It knocked the air from your lungs. Enraged, you swung and missed. He caught it and wrapped his hand around your throat, pinning you against a wall. His face was inches from yours as he strangled you, but slowly, his grip loosened. Each of you were panting. He smelled expensive, like Tom Ford—the scent filled you, clouded your head and senses. His breath on you was warm, his lips resting short inches from yours. He brought them even closer, until the tips of your noses were grazing.

“What are you doing?” you whispered.

    “I—I’m not—I’m straight but…your…” he trailed off, hand sliding across your chest.

    “You wanna fuck me, that it?” Neither of you said a word, only stood there, gazing, panting. Then your hand traveled down, until it landed on his crotch. You palmed his cock, and found it was already hard for you. After the other night, you couldn’t get it out of your mind. Once it was in your mouth, he made the most helpless sounds, cupping your head and guiding you as you swallowed it again and again.

    “Fuck, your throat feels s-so good,” mewled Lee-ho. You fought against your gag reflex, getting harder each time he shoved it in, down to the hilt. Your eyes watered. You never thought the taste of cock could turn you on this much. Women were lovely and all but this was something else entirely. It was like satisfying some primal urge you never knew existed until now. You squeezed his balls gently, sucking him all the while. He came in minutes and stood over you shivering as the orgasm rippled through him.

    You rose, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Lee-ho dropped to his knees, pulling down your boxers. He took you in his mouth and it felt like the world stopped spinning. His tongue swirled around the tip, one hand cradling your heavy balls, the other gripping your ass, a finger seeking the rosebud. He tried to slip it in but you panicked, bucking away like a spooked horse.

    “I thought you said you were straight?” you whispered.

    He popped your cock from his warm mouth. You twitched as he smirked up at you. “Chicks like it sometimes. I figured you might wanna give it a try. Feels tight though, got any lube?”

    You hesitated, wondering what it would be like to have his finger circling inside you. There was nothing but heat and silence as you stared down at him. “In the bedroom,” you said, breathlessly.

    As you lay on your back watching his chiseled body shift in the dim light, he slathered the lube you kept in your bedside drawer onto his middle finger. Then he drizzled some over your erection, spreading it with long strokes.

    “Fuuuuuck,” you whined, arching at the pleasure, at the way he gripped you.

“You like that?” With this, he slid a finger inside you, taking it slow. The pressure had you arching even more. Once he eased you past the initial pain, all you could do was moan and claw and look down at your rock-hard cock as he pumped you in two places, at different paces. In the front he squeezed tight, giving you fast, steady strokes, but in that pulsing spot between your cheeks he worked you soft and deep, taking his time as his finger explored your depths. The pressure was glorious, and you felt your entrance contracting around him. “You’re dripping for me,” he cooed. You looked down at yourself as he gripped the base, a long rope dangling from the tip onto your stomach. He licked it, dragging the pad of his tongue along your abs, then swallowed you whole. After a few hard sucks he pulled back, finger still buried in you, coaxing out spasms you couldn't control. Fuck he was so attractive, you never thought a man could make you feel this good.

    The next moment, you were shooting ropes in the air, convulsing under him and fisting the sheets as he drained you. He let you pant there, chest heaving, before taking your length back into his mouth. He sucked and finger-fucked you through your sensitivity, ignoring your loud moans and cries. You asked him to stop but you didn’t mean it. You wanted more and he gave it to you. All night. After your third orgasm you could barely stay conscious.

Lee-ho crept beside you, watching as you shivered your way through the leavings of your latest high. 

    “I’m s-sorry,” you muttered between waves of it, “about the other day. You’re right, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.”

    He chuckled. “It’s fine. I’ll be quiet from now on, promise.”

    You couldn’t quite keep your eyes open, and drifted then, still tingling from what he'd done to you. Your rest went uninterrupted for the first time in weeks. But when you woke, Lee-ho was gone.

    From then on, the noise had stopped, just like he'd promised. But a few times a week, just before bed, there came a knock at your door, and a smirking, half-naked Lee-ho waiting on the other side of it.

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[breezybangtanbebe]

💭❤️‍🔥Boyfriend Hoseok❤️‍🔥💭

The Gentle Giant Boyfriend

Emotionally💕:

Hoseok is no stranger to attention. Everything about him, from his handsome face and healthy physique to his fashion sense and warm personality, he attracts just about anyone with eyes and a pulse. But everything was different with you.

You werent one of the typical cases fan girling over his persona or obsessing over his body parts. (something I honestly think is a big ick for him but he just tolerates it because of how much of a people pleaser he tends to be.) 

On your first date, you barely even looked at anything below his chin and held him in your eyes for most of the conversation..

"You have really pretty eyes.." you remarked, stirring your drink mindlessly with your cheek resting in the palm of your other hand.

Hoseok's mouth twitched in a tiny reluctant smile of confusion. He too toyed with the straw of his drink, mashing the ice cubes about before taking a sip.

"Um..thank you." he swallows, blinking as if he were on the brink of choking. It wasn't hard to fluster him, you picked up on that early on when you met him at that pottery class you took up as soon as the pandemic was over. Any reason to get out of that apartment that felt even smaller when you had no where else to go.

It was his eyes that caught your attention first, mainly because it was all you could see of his face since the mask mandate was still enforced. Apart from his hulking frame under his oversized hoodie and the way his massive legs made the stool he was perched on look like it was designed for a child, there was a soft innocence there when he focused his fingers on the sepia ball of clay.

When he wasn't focused, those eyes had a way of finding you on the other side of the room, looking away bashfully when you felt his stare..

Crinkling cutely when the teacher made a joke.

Widening comically when the perfectly shaped bowl he was working on collapsed into a squishy warped ball of disaster.

This went on for a few weeks before he finally worked up the nerve to sit beside you at the beginning of the next class, introducing himself. Up close, you got an even better gauge of his size.

"Good lord he must work out every day.." you thought, but its only on your mind for a second after resuming eye contact when he asked you a question.

The most gorgeous combination of browns melded in the ridges of his irises. From afar you couldn't notice but this close, you couldn't see anything but those eyes. Eyes that told so much about a man you hardly knew.

Honesty.

Joy.

Sadness.

Pain.

Soul.

It was you who asked him for his number despite him being the one to ask if he could see you again outside of class. So you did, grabbing tea and coffee at the bakery near the pottery studio.

"Youre blushing again." you smirk triumphantly and Hoseok immediately resents himself for being such an easy read. Without his mask to hide behind, you were given a full view of his face that was as equally charming as his eyes.

The colored apples of Hoseok's cheeks lift slightly as he shook his head in pure denial.

"No Im not." 

"Im looking right at you. What do you mean?" You tease and Hoseok tucks his lips against each other to fight his bodies natural response to flattery.

"Its the steam from the tea or something, I don't know.." he shakes his head again, turning his head at the bakery's door chime as a few customers walked in and you couldn't help but think it was to hide the way his blush worsened. There was no steam. He wasn’t even drinking tea so the excuse was as ridiculous as it was adorable.

It made you smile knowing he was this affected and you vaguely wondered what else your attention to detail could do.

"If you say so.."

You were different to him because you saw him in ways others didn’t. No one compliments a man’s eyes when all attention is on his body. The amount of times he caught women and men alike struggling to keep eye contact when he wore a fitted shirt that accentuated his upper body. And while he did work diligently to achieve such a body, it felt good to be seen and not just something to look at. Which in his profession,was often a feeling he faced.

Water signs tend to be very emotionally connected and Hoseok will know what youre feeling before you say anything because he's just that observant. That's just him. He can walk into a room and get a gauge of everyone's energy and while he may not show it, he's affected by it.

He appreciates a person thats similar. Someone who can tell when he's bothered or uncomfortable but too polite to express it. He appreciates someone who can anticipate his needs the way he will anticipate yours. And he absolutely would. If you like coffee in the morning and he's up before you, he puts on a pot because he knows you hate waiting for it. He'll put things within your reach without thinking about it. He’ll cover sharp corners with his hand if you bend down suddenly too near them. Just a quiet caretaker.

He's very emotionally intelligent (it took him going through ALOT to get this way) , and he too has very little patience for games or things that don't make sense. So talk to him about your feelings vs acting impulsively. Don't push him away when you're upset. He may chase you for a little while but if you're not reciprocating his energy , he'll lose interest.

Physically💋:

Very reserved in front of others because he's just polite but will hold your hand and kiss you proudly in public. He keeps it cute though, nothing outlandish.

He is the jealous type so if someone is looking at you a bit too hard, expect him to mark his territory with one of those little kisses. Or a few.

In private, He's big and warm and soft and hard all at the same damn time. Hoseok loves cuddling,prefers to be the big spoon most of the time because he feels like he's protecting you but occasionally enjoys curling his big ass into you while your massage his scalp until he falls asleep.

He's much more touchy feely. Lots of stolen kisses and booty grabs. Although I predict that you'd be most inclined to want to touch him all day because...well. Look at him🌚

It was a day worth shutting the world out for. Raining and relentless. Plans were cancelled ,alarms were snoozed and clothes were optional at Hoseok's apartment.

Its been several months since that day in the bakery and those routine meet ups next door to the pottery class evolved into evenings spent at his place. He'd been to yours plenty but you preferred being with him at his because his felt more comfortable. 

Plus he had all the snacks.

The morning light creeped its way despite the sun being hidden and the bed felt much too big when he wasn't in it. So after pulling on one of his t-shirts and slipping into his bathroom to freshen up, you were relieved to find the object of your desire in the kitchen.

He's shirtless with his magnificent back on display for you as you watched him busy with something on the counter. His hair was wild, sticking up in all directions and his pajama pants hung just low enough on his hips for those two delicious dimples to be visible.

You stepped silently over the warm wood floors, one bare foot after the other until you were creeping up behind him.

Hoseok flinched a little when you snaked your arms around his waist but he soon relaxes at the feel of your lips pressing against the middle of his back.

"Hi.." you grumble against his warmth, skimming the tip of your nose over his skin. Hoseok chuckles softly as one of his hands covers your two that clasp below his naval.

"Morning. Did I wake you?" He looks over his shoulder and you shake your head, pressing your cheek against his shoulder blade.

"Just missed you." You respond sleepily and the sound of it has him chuckling softly.

"Ive been up for less than ten minutes.." he chides and you shrug.

"10 minutes too long. I got cold. What are you doing anyway? I thought you had nothing to do today." You mumble, peaking around his body to spot him organizing several different types of capsules into little baggies.

"Im putting my supplements together for when I go out of town next week."

"Oh yeah.." you say. You return to nuzzling his muscular back, settling in the dip of his spine between his shoulder blades with a solemn sigh.

Detecting you sulking, Hoseok takes one of your hands and pries it from his tummy to lift towards his face.

"Its just a few days. Don't pout, big baby.."

A gentle kiss to your knuckles was all it took to send a tingle through your body, making you tighten the back hug you had him in . Your affection evolves due to an intrusive thought and you accentuate the embrace with an unexpected bite of his flesh. Your teeth pinch a healthy bit of skin between them and you pull back on the release.

His yelp makes you snicker evilly and you soothed the faint toothmarks with a few kisses before pulling away from him.

"Look who's talking.." you tease.

He didn't appreciate the way the temperature changed the moment you weren't touching him and he turns around, spotting you leaning against the kitchen island. This had to have been the moment he realized you were wearing nothing but his t-shirt, noting the stiffness of your nipples poking through the fabric.

His gaze drops from your breasts to your shapely thighs that were unsubtly pressing against each other.

With a sultry look in your eye, you smirked up at him as you hopped up on the marble countertop and spread your legs just enough to hint at your lack of panties. Not that any hint was needed.

If you had any on, it wouldn't be for long.

Sexually💦:

Hoseok seems like a massive giver. So he's not at all a selfish lover. Whatever your satisfaction requires, he's pretty open to it if its not uncomfortable. If any kinks, I could see some bondage or food play. Maybe some sensory deprivation. Hes not afraid of toys at all. I actually imagine him owning some of his own for his solo sessions.🌚

Not super dommy. If anything, he's a switch (both dom and sub depending on the mood). When he's the dom, he teases your body alot with whatever he has at his disposal.

He praises you heavily and rewards you. Would much rather do that than punish you, but if he has to, he confirms that all of those muscles aren't just for show. He'll never hurt you though, thats actually one of his worst fears so don't expect him to get TOO TOO rough. Some hard slaps on the ass and a hand around the throat might be aa far as he'll go with you. Even then, hes very careful.

As a sub, he's very bratty and mischievous. He wants the punishment 100%. He wants you to talk shit, scold him, pull his hair a little. He wants you to make him feel small even though hes literally a hulk. Some orgasm denial would drive him crazy. But once you finally let him cum, put as much into the aftercare as he would for you. Talk to him nice and touch him alot. Slow Kisses with lots of tongue.

He's an ass man. Touching your booty actually brings him some sort of comfort, like a human stress ball. In the morning, its customary for him to rub yours for at least a minute when he greets you. He probably enjoys eating you out from the back so he doesn't have to waste time bending you over after. I also think he's most attracted to thick women🌚. He just gives me that vibe.

Large hands grip your ass underneath the tshirt,holding you up with your legs wrapped around him as he walked you back to the bedroom.

Your lips suckle his bottom lip, making him groan and squeeze you when you lips finally part to invite him in. Hoseok wasn't a sloppy kisser by far, always intentional with each stroke of his tongue and little nibble of your lips. He's passionate and most dominant when his tongue needled its way in and massaged yours.

You let him in gladly, earning a grateful sigh from him as you sucked his tongue greedily.

That always turned him on and you simulated the way you planned to suck him off by bobbing your head slowly, slurping his tongue loudly and shamelessly until it's too much for him.

You giggled when he tossed you on the bed, bouncing against the fluffy white comforter as he climbed on top of you. He cages you under the canopy of his huge body and doesn't hesitate to snatch his t-shirt from your body.

Now that he had you naked again, his lips found every place begging to be kissed.

Your neck.

Your nipples.

That spot just below your breast.

With both of your hands trapped under his above your head, Hoseok teased your body with his tongue until your back was arching from the bed.

He was kissing a trail down from your naval to the mound of stubbly skin of your pelvis. You felt you needed to shave but Hoseok didn't give a damn about some hair. In some ways he preferred it because he could smell you so much better that way.

His chin grazes your clit and making you twitch, making him smile against your skin.

"That sensitive huh? What am I gonna do with you?" He teases, moving down to hold you at your hips. You lift up just in time to watch his tongue extend and flick a few times over the throbbing nub before sucking on it obscenely hard.

You called his name again but he ignores you, simply combining flicking and sucking on your clit in favor of paying you any mind.

Seems as though he had his mouth set on your pussy for breakfast from how he alternated between sucking your clit and tonguing at your hole.

He knew what he was doing and you could keep your composure anymore. Damn his neighbors, they would just have to hear you.

Your hand found its way to his messy bed head, tugging at the strands from the scalp. He moans with his lips wrapped around you, the vibration of his tone making your legs shake.

Without warning, Hoseok pulls away from your heat and pulls you up by your arm. He grabs you by the neck gently to kiss you as he was before. But instead of him tasting like mouth wash and strawberry yogurt, he tasted like you.

With your legs spread wide enough to fit his huge frame, you hooked them over his hips to lock him in place. He chuckles at the desperation he felt on your lips, guiding you down to lay on your back one more.

"What baby...what it is it?" He asks, eyes black as night on yours. Long gone were those innocent eyes you'd fallen for at first.

Hoseok reached between your bodies to pick up where he left off, strumming over you back and forth.

Back and forth.

Your mouth gaped in a gasp when he upped the pace, rubbing you so good that you were sure you'd cum any second.

"Baby..please yess yess yess.." you cry and Hoseok kissed your trembling lips casually.

"Feels good?" He asks and you hum in response.

"More?" He lifts his brow.

"More..more.."you pant, now gripping the hair at his nape. With that, his fingers slipped inside of you, fucking you slowly as his tongue found yours. You moaned senselessly amidst kissing and Hoseok only took that as you begging for his fingers to go deeper.

"Is this what you want, baby? Hmm? Want me to suck on this pretty pussy some more? Wanna cum on my tongue like you did last night?" He mumbles, planting another wet pussy flavored kiss on your lips as he awaited your response.

"Please.." you shudder, too lost in the way his fingers went back to toying with your clit to kiss him back properly.

But this was how he wanted you anyway and he was only getting started.

Love Language:

I believe our big boy is a Gift giver/receiver and Physical touch. The gifts don't have to be expensive (even though he will for sure spend his monies on his gifts he gives you), it just matters to him that you know what he likes and that you're thinking of him. And touch on that man. Big boys need love too.

Quality time is big for him as well. He just wants you around. It doesn't have to be for any specific reason. Just be there and exist with him.

Pet names/Terms of endearment:

Calls you his baby or his world. Not much in between. He's very playful and light hearted so you might be his brat or headache from time to time, but takes his relationships very seriously. You don't have worry about any fear of commitment with him. Once he's locked in, you've got him.

So dont hurt him please🥹 He's very soft hearted.

<The other Boyfriends >

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[iibonniee]

Mine, all Mine

Pairing: Lee Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: werewolf!wonho, mating, unprotected sex, creampie

Rating: R

Word Count: 3k

Summary: Hoseok knew you were always the one for him. Always the one to call his mate

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Hoseok, a distinctive character straddling the line between ordinary man and supernatural entity, had always known Y/N was the one. She was his essence, his soulmate. In the cosmos’ grand interplay during the mating season, supernatural beings and humans coexisted and mingled within blurred boundaries. However, the key distinctions brought a unique dynamism to their world.

In their most primal essence, wolves embodied raw energy and family bonding. Their unwavering sense of loyalty set them apart. On the other hand, vampires represented passionate yet restrained entities, meticulously threading the fine line between sensual charm and predator instinct. Witches, time-enduring sage women, were the bridges, weaving seamlessly between the human realm’s mundanity and the supernatural’s flamboyance. Their elevated senses gave them access to magic’s unseen, uncharted territories.

Humans added grounded reality to this mystical spectrum. Being ordinary amongst the extraordinary, they symbolize resilience and audacity. Their willingness to adapt is what makes them unique. Yet the roles fluctuate, and the ordinary can also embody the extraordinary.

Just as Hoseok, who straddled the realms of man and wolf, embodied extraordinary love for Y/N, time and again, it wasn’t the power that marked destiny but the profound sense of belonging that transcended the boundaries between different beings. After all, amid the chaos of wolves, vampires, witches, and humans, love proved to be the most transcendent power of all.

Hoseok and Y/N held on to their love in defiance of prevailing norms. Despite the forbidden nature of a werewolf-human bond, they found solace in stolen moments and secret rendezvous.

As Hoseok’s transformation drew near every full moon, he sought refuge in Y/N’s presence, her understanding quieting the storm within. Her love and acceptance provided him a sanctuary, a place where he was seen for more than his beastly phase but as a sentient being capable of profound love.

Y/N, for her part, while fearful at first, found courage in Hoseok’s oceans. His demonstrative loyalty, inherent in his wolf nature, was a testament to his genuine feelings for her. His eyes held promises of eternal devotion and a fierce need to protect her, instilling in her the courage to face the backlash of their unconventional love.

Contrasting their world with the vampires’ eternal seduction dance and witches’ harmonious coexistence, their love story, raw and unfiltered, echoed with defiance that questioned established societal constructs. While they might have been feared for their forbidden connection, their deeply emotional narrative began to draw some unexpected allies among their contemporaries.

In the backdrop of the seasonal rites of mating season, their love bloomed, resonating with a quiet strength that somehow found a way to survive amidst the chaos. Indeed, Hoseok and Y/N were mirror reflections of their world, marked by diversity and dynamism swaying to the rhythm of love’s power. Despite their circumstances, Hoseok and Y/N remained hopeful, choosing to face whatever obstacles lay ahead together.

As long as their hearts echoed the same rhythm, as the moon would bear witness to their love, they vowed to continue their dance. Their love, however forbidden, was a testament to the extraordinary, an emblem of resilience and audacity, and the epitome of a tale that dared to wield the special amidst the ordinary.

On one such night, with the moon casting long, weaving shadows around them, they found themselves in a secret retreat—a haven for their forbidden love. Hoseok’s amber eyes flitted to Y/N, his gaze heavy with desire.

“Do you trust me?” Hoseok’s low voice broke the silence, his demeanor remaining poised even as his wolfish instincts swelled inside him, itching to claim her.

“I would trust you with my life, Hoseok.” Y/N replied, her voice barely a whisper.

“Give yourself to me, love.” Hoseok coaxed her, his voice sultry and hypnotic. “I want to show you the depths of my desire, the extent of my love… Will you let me?”

Her heart pounded as she managed a small “yes,” surrendering to the raw desire reflected in his eyes. As Hoseok leaned in, his hot breath danced across her neck, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. His husky whisper echoed in her ear, heavy with promise and desire: “Tonight belongs to us.”

“And will you trust me with your body?” His low voice rang with confident anticipation. Hoseok’s amber eyes darkened at her words, his desire practically radiating from him.

“Yes.” she whispered, causing a predatory grin to spread across Hoseok’s face.

His hands traced over her body, his fingers creating a map of desire as he undressed her. Each touch promised the pleasure to come, stirring a deep need within Y/N.

Slowly, he nestled himself between her neck, softly kissing her skin and leaving bruises, marking her as his. Her breath hitched as he pulled away and looked into her eyes, fire mirroring fire. “Tonight, Y/N,” he growled, “I mate with you. I claim you in the most primal way.”

“First,” he rumbled, withdrawing slightly to trace a thumb over her stomach. “We take the rest off.”

His palm ghosted over her clothed breasts before drifting down her hips, and Hoseok took his time unbuttoning her pants, revealing her aching cunt to him. His lips never left her skin, further inflaming the mounting need as his other hand untangled his own restraints, shedding their last inhibitions.

As the clothes puddled at their feet, the amber glow in his eyes intensified to an inferno as he took in the sight of her laid bare beneath him. With every breath she took, soft and needy, he reveled in the anticipation of the storm to come.

The first touch was a tease—a whisper of skin on skin—as Hoseok framed her body between his strong thighs, his hardened length grazing tantalizingly against her thigh. He wasn’t rushing them into it; instead, every brush of his finger on her skin promised what would unfold.

His fingers explored the folds of her, teasing out delicious little whimpers as he swirled over her clit, bringing her pleasure. He withdrew the moment he noticed how worked up she was getting, leaving her a panting, writhing mess under his commanding gaze. The sight of her, drenched in desire for him, was something he could feast on forever.

“Patience, Y/N…" he chastises gently, a smirk on his lips.

Then, aligning himself at her entrance, he looked deeply into her eyes. He was so close to breaking. So close to taking her and making her his. Hoseok growled, “Tonight, Y/N, I mate with you. I claim you in every way possible.”

Hoseok, aligning at her entrance, lured his gaze once again to meet with hers. Unspoken words were exchanged through the silence—a sacred symphony of raw want and untamed anticipation seeping into their connection.

With a growl that resounded and a sinfully deep baritone that sent shivers cascading down her spine, he voiced his primal intent, “You’re mine tonight, Y/N. I need you. I’m going to make you fucking mine.”

A moment stretched into eternity as he maintained the delicious, tightening suspense—a predatory dance—before the imminent chase. His cock, hard and throbbing, nudged teasingly against her slick folds, each brushing a scorching whisper of what was to come, setting aflame her deepest cravings.

Their world contracted until it was only them, woven together by the promise of the impending ecstasy. The air around them pulsed with overriding desire, skin on skin, and the irresistible pressure at her core was nothing compared to the erotic charge that vibrated between them.

Slowly, achingly, he pushed the tip inside her. The intrusion was just the hint of what was to come, a heady foretaste of the imminent coupling. The faint stretch was nothing compared to the tidal wave of pleasure already threatening to break, threatening to drown them in its intensity.

Her every gasp and whimper, each shake and clench beneath him, only fueled his untamed desire. Yet he held back, ruthlessly restraining his own raw urgency that screamed at him to plunge deep within her. Her body enveloped him inch by sinful inch.

His amber eyes never wavered from hers, capturing each flicker of pleasure, each gasping breath, and each ephemeral blink. These nuances painted a tempting picture of her journey towards pure bliss, fueling the embers of his own restraint to cinders.

Slowly, he moved. A test, a teasing motion as he heard her cries of want. Part of him was worried that he’d push her too far. His amber eyes shimmered, reflecting the intoxicating dance of lust and love, remaining latched onto her gaze while she drank in every subtle hint of pleasure that danced across her captivating features. Each gasping breath she took, each fleeting blink, became a symbol of her escalating ecstasy, fueling his restraint and teetering on the edge of obliteration.

He moved with measured, almost torturous, deliberation. Each subtle roll of his hips sent waves of tantalizing friction through their bodies. The act was a teasing initiation. Under his lingering gaze, he sought signs of discomfort, aiming to temper the raw sensuality of their situation with instinctual protectiveness. However, with every whine and whimper she bequeathed, he knew the pushing only enhanced her pleasure.

He watched her, relishing each minute tremor that clung to her lashes and the shaky trails of heated pants escaping her ruby-tinted lips. Her feast of reactions was a testament to his doing, setting aflame the embers of his need and chipping away at the last vestiges of his restraint.

Her legs wound tighter around his hips, urging him to break the thread of control he precariously hung onto. Her silent plea was heard loudly in his guilt-inducing consciousness, yet he refrained, fuelled by the intoxicating thrill of prolonging their inevitable climax.

The primal dance of their bodies continued; the rhythm was jagged and almost painfully slow, pushing them to the boundary of their restraint. Every whispered word of desire in her ear, every teasing brush against her sensitive peaks, stoked an overwhelming yearning within them. Their connection was a tempest, blistering and fervent, interlaced with an elemental passion that swirling amidst them. United in rhythm, their bodies gravitated toward a brink they hesitated to unmask, holding the moment captive in its incandescent suspense.

Feeling the vibrations against their feverish skin and the mounting tension, they inched on the edge, letting the searing waves of need wash over them, intertwining them in an intricate dance of want and restraint. It was a seductive struggle between the primal urge to surrender to carnal instincts and the intense desire to extend the sweet torture of anticipation.

He withdrew and thrusted in again, setting their senses ablaze in a swirl of tantalizing entropy, evoking sinful moans and painting delight across her blushed visage. Each plea that dripped from her parted lips echoed his name and their bodies.

“Hoseok,” She spoke with pleaded words, “Don’t treat me like a doll, please. I want you. I want you to ruin me.”

At her plea, Hoseok found himself skimming on the edge of his resolution. Her voiced confession ricocheted within his being, setting off a wildfire that threatened to consume his restraint. Hoseok growled lowly, the sound rumbling deep within his chest, echoing the carnal hunger that had taken control.

“Y/N,” his voice, laced with a sinful rasp, clung to the rhythm of their bodies moving against each other in slow, deliberate motions. “My love… you’re so sure?”

Her hesitation was a captured kite within him, dancing in the winds of his desire. His eyes bore into hers again, desperate to ascertain that she was ready to step into the whirlwind of carnal pleasure.

A firm nod from her, a breathless ‘Yes,’ was the only affirmation he needed. She was his, and he was hers. Completely.

“Hoseok,” she panted once again, her body writhing against his touch. Her plea echoed in the quiet room “I want you to ruin me.”

With a possessive growl, Hoseok snarled back, the primal need within him rising at her request. “Just as you wish,” he husked, each syllable dripping with raw desire. “I intend to make you feel every stroke, every caress, and every pulse of my need inside of you.”

His movements became bolder, more assertive, pushing deeper with each rhythmic thrust, eliciting pleas and gasps that tumbled from her lips as sacred whispers. Yet he was careful, ever so careful, refusing to rush their journey to the ecstasy he planned to impart.

He didn’t move inside her again until she was panting, the sheen of sweat making her skin glow against the moonlight filtering through the window. The room filled with the erotic symphony of her desires escaping through hitched breaths, beckoning him to explore the depths of the ecstasy he could deliver.

“Tell me,” Hoseok murmured, “who do you belong to?”

With each stroke of his hips, he drove his point home, a perfect syncopation of their heartbeats and his thrusts. She began to break, the once languid pace accelerating into a frenzy. But not yet; he had vowed to clarify his claim and let it last until their bodies could hold no more.

“Y/N, who do you fucking belong to?” Hoseok spoke through gritted teeth. He thrusts into her hard, his eyes dark and not leaving her own. His voice tightened with lustful sincerity; each syllable echoing her name was like a sin itself, evoking profound longing within her. The room was filled with hot tension, entangling their senses into a vortex of sinful craving.

Hoseok’s command was not a question but a raw declaration of dominance, mirroring the primal intensity burning within their gaze. Framed within the confines of the room, their silhouettes painted a raw, sensual painting—bodies sheened with sweat, blending into one another rhythmically as they danced on the brink of shared ecstasy.

“Answer me, Y/N.” His baritone fell around her like a veil of silk laced with lethal obsession. “Who owns you?” Each word is punctuated by thrusts so precisely, forming a deliciously sinful haze. His gaze held her captive, her body shimmering under his touch as she fought to form words amidst the overwhelming waves of desire.

A strangled moan escaped her lips as she finally managed to utter, “Only you, Hoseok. Only you.”

Satisfaction glittered in his darkened gaze before he lowered his lips to hers, swallowing her cry of pleasure in a scorching kiss. At her admission, his rhythm became more frenzied, hips snapping against hers with such ferocity that she could hardly keep up. The room vibrated with their uncontained moans, only their heavy breathing and pounding heartbeats forming a symphony of unrestrained desire.

But Hoseok was nothing if not a deviant. He slowed his movements, drawing out the pleasurable torment with a devilish smirk playing on his lips. His hands trailed her quivering body, tracing the burning path with caresses that felt both soothing and torture.

He leaned in, nuzzling his nose against her ear, whispering in a voice that dripped raw, primal desire. “That’s right, baby, only I can touch you like this. Only I can make you break beneath me.” The shared ecstasy became a compelling game, a sensual battle between want and restraint, each teasing touch stoking their yearning to the brink of madness. Their world revolved around each other, their senses attuned only to their bodies’ rhythm and shared breaths. They teetered on the edge, neither willing to be the first to succumb, their bond tangled in a delicate dance of dominance and surrender. “And when I cum inside you, everyone will know you’re mine. Nobody will want a filthy whore like you. I’m making you mine.”

Hoseok’s words were sin personified, wrapped in a sultry baritone that sent shivers down her spine. The raw sensuality he imbued in his declaration was a turn-on, fueling her desire to an indescribable high.

“That’s right,” he growled against the shell of her ear, hands gripping her waist, guiding their unhurried rhythm. Once again, his hips met hers in a blissfully torturous cadence. However torturous, it was a pleasure she was willing to endure under Hoseok’s skillful ministrations. “Every time I fill you up, you’ll know… only I can make you feel this way… You’re mine, Y/N. I’ll keep coming inside you until you have my pups.”

Their bodies moved in a perfect rhythm, the intoxicating heat between them growing insurmountable. He was a master of this compelling game, effortlessly navigating the thin line between desire and restraint, between pleasure and pain, pushing them closer and closer to the brink.

His hold on her tightened. He was teetering on the edge, consumed by the reckless need to stake his claim. The pleasure was becoming unbearable, threatening to break him. Teasing her, he dipped a finger into her core again, the sensations alighting their bodies aflame.

“Hoseok, I—” a filthy moan cut off her plea as he pushed deeper within her, one last long, slow, and hard thrust that challenged every shred of control they’d been clinging onto.

“That’s right,” Hoseok breathed into her ear, voice raspy from the strain of holding back. “Tell everyone who you belong to when I make you cum. When I make you scream my name.”

With that, their control snapped, Hoseok thrusting into her one last time, a meandering journey of pleasure reaching its peak. His breath hitched as the climax washed over him, stroking into her with a finality that echoed a raw, primal growl. A hot wave of euphoria spread through them as he came inside her, marking her as his.

“Only… only you, Hoseok,” she whispered, her body quaking, breaths ragged against the overwhelming sensations that tidal waved through her, intensifying as his name fell from her lips. He rode out their pleasure, each pulse of his release sending them spiraling into a visceral realm of primal satisfaction.

Catching his breath, he pulled out and watched as his cum slowly spilled out from her. Hoseok let out a throaty groan, his head lulling to the side as he watched it spill out like a scene from his favorite movie.

“Fuck.” He spoke up, his fingers playing with her pussy, merely avoiding his cum that was spilling out and onto the messy sheets. “This will be my favorite view.”

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Wonho x Fem!Barista!Reader (Fluff to Smut) *18+ Only, Minors DNI!*

Summary: Wonho has been trying to ask you out at the coffee shop you work at, but you're convinced he only wants something physical. After a while, he convinces you, and you end up seeing each other for a whole month before you let him hit. You were so glad that you did, because now you might have the hottest boyfriend in the world.

Trigger Warnings: Slight cursing. Reader being thirsty af over Wonho. Reader w/ she/her pronouns and female anatomy. Mentions of making out and dry humping.

*There will be a separate warning before the smut scene if you want to skip over it. Overall it’s pretty vanilla but it includes: Dom!Wonho, oral sex (female receiving,) groping, nipple sucking, slight fingering, hair pulling, praising, and protected intercourse.*

A/N: Literally no one requested this, but while I was working at the coffee shop today I literally started daydreaming about Wonho coming in, so here is my maladaptive daydream copied and pasted to Tumblr :)

This is also my first attempt at writing smut so I apologize if it’s awkward :p

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You sighed as you slung on your apron for the fifth morning in a row. It was 10 AM, and the coffee shop you worked at was already packed. You huffed over to the mirror in the break room to put on your hat, hair pulled back into a low bun. Your t-shirt and jeans combo was practically a second skin, and your beat up old sneakers completed the look. You wore a few pieces of jewelry that made the day a bit brighter and easier to get through, but that was about as hard as you tried. It wasn't like you had anyone to impress, right?

"Thank god, she's here!" your coworker Elodie sighed, struggling to make three drinks at once.

"Barely." you replied, patting her on the shoulder. "Need me to start taking orders?"

"Yes, please!" your other coworker Bella pleaded. She was rapidly restocking the bakery case, throwing in muffin after muffin.

You nodded before approaching the register. After pushing a few buttons, you were ready to start yet another shift.

"Good morning, how can I-" you stopped in the middle of your sentence as you met the eyes of the customer in front of you. God, he was so fine. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels, and a body sculpted by god herself. You had never seen a guy like that in real life, you thought to yourself.

He chuckled at your blank expression, his smile making you melt. "Hi, can I get a large iced dirty chai with oat milk?" His voice was so deep and rich, you thought you could listen to him talk all day.

"Yeah, of course." you shook your head at how stupid you were, and quickly typed in his order. "Anything else?"

"Hm..." he hummed, leaning over to look at the bakery case. He tapped his finger to is chin, and the way his eyes raked over those muffins made you wish that you were one of them.

"Mmh, can I get a chocolate zucchini muffin too please?" he asked with a cute smile.

"You sure can." you chuckled, losing yourself in his eyes. "Okay, here's your total..."

He swiped his card, and after he had paid, he slid a whole twenty dollar bill into the tip box. Your jaw dropped at the amount alone... the most generous people only tipped five dollars, and the stingiest just dumped their change in.

Bella, who had been watching closely, handed him his muffin and coffee. "Is that just for her, or can we split it?"

"Oh the money is for all of you, but the number is only for her." he smirked, then walked out of the shop. God damn, he had such a nice ass.

You were standing there like a dolt, when Elodie leapt over the counter and practically tore open the tip box to pull out the piece of paper that he had hidden in the dollar bill. The three of you just sat there staring at it, not caring about the line of impatient customers in front of you.

"Dude, that guy just asked you out!" Bella exclaimed.

You swiped the paper out of Elodie's hand and stuffed it in your pocket. "No, he probably just wants a hook up." You walked back over to the register and greeted the lady in front of you to take her order.

"Who cares, did you see how gorgeous he was?" Elodie interrupted the poor customer while she was ordering. You ignored her and got down the entire order, then huffed over to the espresso machine.

"I'm not taking orders anymore." you grumbled.

"Y/N, how often does something like that happen to people like us? We work in a coffee shop for crying out loud!" Bella argued, throwing her arms in the air.

You whipped around to shoot an angry look at both of them. "There is no way a guy that hot actually wants a relationship with me! Now can we please get back to our minimum wage duties?"

"You're so weird." Elodie sighed. "I know you're afraid of being taken advantage of, but this is just punishing yourself." Bella nodded in agreement, laughing a bit. They both turned back around to return to work, leaving you to your thoughts.

Maybe you were being silly... I mean, he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen in your life. He made your heart race, made you feel things with just a simple smile, and melted you with just a few short words. It could be fun...

But you decided that one night of fun wasn't what you wanted from him. You knew deep down that if you fooled around with a guy that pretty, you were going to fall in love big time. And if he broke your heart, you'd be irreparable.

As you were steaming the milk, you found yourself thinking about what being with him would be like. Him pinning you down with those big strong arms, kissing you all over your body, what he'd whisper in your ear as he...

"Y/N, you're gonna burn yourself!" Bella shouted, pushing the spout away from you. You jumped, shocked at how easily you were distracted. Yeah, this guy would be way too much for you.

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Your boss insisted on giving you two days off, to "recover" from working five full shifts in a row. You were appreciative, taking your time off as a chance to engage in some much needed self care. However, you couldn't stop thinking about the absolute beefcake that walked into the shop and gave you his number. The paper with his number on it was sitting on your dresser, and every so often you thought about texting him. You couldn't bring yourself to, that is, until after your next shift.

"Your hunk-sickle came in twice while you were gone." your best friend and coworker Sam teased as you entered the kitchen.

"Oh god, you told her Elodie?" you groaned, slumping your shoulders defeatedly.

"Of course, and I told her how stupid you are for not taking him right then and there." Elodie replied from the counter, rolling her eyes. "You know he asked if you were here both times he came in? Would someone who just wants a hook up do that?"

"So he goes to a new coffee shop everyday, that's not much of a commitment." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest.

The shop was completely dead, so you all just talked in the kitchen for a while. It was mostly just you yelling at Elodie and Sam laughing at the both of you. That is, until you heard the bell of the front door signal that a customer had arrived. The three of you peaked around the corner at the same time, only to see the hunk-sickle himself. Your heart stopped.

"You're here!" he beamed when his eyes met yours.

"I-" you were cut off as your best friend shoved you out of the doorway. You turned around to jump back in the kitchen, but Elodie had already slammed the door in your face. You collapsed against the door, mumbling to yourself that you needed to get new friends, and a new job while you were at it.

You got up and gave him a weak smile, slowly approaching the counter. "You found me."

He leaned forward onto the counter, his huge, toned arms stretching out in front of him, making you gulp.

"You can reject me if you want." he chuckled, "I know slipping my number in the tip jar is a pretty sketchy way of asking you out."

"Maybe, but it's a totally acceptable way of asking for a one night stand." you teased him, resting your hands on your hips.

"What makes you think that's what I want?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. You tried your best to maintain your composure at how hot he looked while questioning you.

"Well for one, we don't even know each others' names." you retorted, letting yourself relax a bit against the counter.

"I'm Wonho." he told you. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Y/N." you told him.

"What a pretty sounding name." He smiled at you, then pressed his elbows against the counter to rest his jaw in his hands. His eyes didn't leave yours for a second as he adjusted his hips to the new center of gravity. His shoulder muscles were bulging against his black t-shirt, and his strong, thick legs were propped out behind him. "Can I take you out on a date, Y/N?"

You laughed anxiously, putting your face in your hands. God, you were heating up like a furnace. You were so embarrassed at how easily he flustered you. You couldn't see it, but he was holding back his smile at how adorable you were.

"I'm still not sure..." you confessed once you looked back up at him. Your hands were on your cheeks, desperately trying to hide how red they were.

"Please?" he asked, looking up at you with his pretty brown doe eyes. "I promise I have good intentions. And if I disappoint you, you have the right to hate me for the rest of your life."

You took one last look at his cute smile before you broke. A girl could only take so much.

"Okay, I guess I'll go out with you then?" you laughed with your arms out in a shrug, not believing this was really happening to you.

"Great!” he grinned at you, straightening up with his large, veiny hands back flat against the counter. "What time do you get off?"

"You want to take me out after I work a shift at a coffee shop?" you scoffed.

"Is that a problem?" he asked, genuinely concerned that he had done something wrong. He looked so cute when he was worried.

"Well, it's just... I don't look the best after working all day..." you mumbled nervously.

"Is that it?" he chuckled, placing his hands on his hips to mirror you. His trim waist was even more prominent now, and you could see one of his abdominal muscles poking through the fabric of his shirt. You had to stop yourself from drooling over him... after all, you were the one worried about him taking advantage of you. "You look gorgeous."

"I would just feel better if I had the chance to get ready beforehand!" you exclaimed, dragging your feet as you turned away from him playfully.

"It's alright, we don't have to go out today. I want you to be as happy as possible with me. When's your next day off?"

You sighed, thinking about your jam packed schedule. "Well, I work the next three days in a row..."

"I'll cover your shift tomorrow!" Sam shouted, quickly poking her head out from behind the door and then slamming the door shut again.

Wonho snickered at your friend and you gave him an apologetic look. "I guess I'm free tomorrow."

"Perfect." His lips curled up into a smirk as he ran his nimble fingers through his dark hair. "You can text me wherever you want me to pick you up. I'll take you to dinner around 5 if that's okay?"

"That works!" you shrugged, still in disbelief that you had agreed to go out with him.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then Y/N." he grinned contentedly, backing away. He waved goodbye with a bright smile, and he was so cute that you couldn't help but wave back at him with a giggle.

In half a second, Sam and Elodie had bursted out from behind the kitchen door and were at your sides.

"Oh my god, you're going out with the hunk-sickle!" Sam exclaimed.

"It's all thanks to you two dorks." you laughed, putting an arm around each of them. "And his name is Wonho."

"I'm still gonna call him hunk-sickle." Elodie declared.

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You had been seeing Wonho for a month now, and he had taken you on four official dates. Right now, you were getting ready for your fifth date. You guys hung out casually between official dates, and he visited you at work almost everyday to get his coffee. You guys were actually getting quite comfortable with each other, texting all throughout the day and having a phone call almost every night. You guys hadn’t gotten further than making out and dry humping, but he seemed perfectly content with that. You started letting your guard down, and if you were honest with yourself, you were starting to really like him and see a relationship with him.

Sam was there "helping you,” which really meant she was demanding all the details of your previous dates and eating all your snacks.

"Wait, he took you where last week?" she asked from her place on your bed, plopping her phone down in disbelief.

“He took me to this rooftop restaurant, and there was no one else there. We were leaning against the railing and I could see the entire city!” you recalled while doing your hair at your dresser.

“Ugh that’s so romantic!” she cried out, slapping her hand down on the bed dramatically. You laughed at her antics before she continued. “How about the first kiss? When was that?”

“That was after the first date.” you explained while putting on some lip balm. “He had walked me home, and I said I had a really great time, and when he asked if he could take me out again I said yes, and then he put a hand to my cheek and looked in my eyes with this adorable little smile, and I met him halfway and we kissed!”

“Ah that’s awesome!” Sam exclaimed, rolling around the bed dramatically. “When do you think you’ll sleep with him? Because I’ll be honest, I’m dying to know how that goes.”

You sighed and set your hands down in your lap, thinking for a moment. “I don’t know. I really want to, but I just want to be sure he really likes me first.”

“I think the fifth date is an appropriate amount of time, as long as you feel ready.” she suggested after downing another handful of chips. “It seems like he’s really smitten for you.”

You giggled, setting down your perfume bottle. “Then I’ll do it tonight, if it feels right.”

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“Do you wanna come inside for a bit?” you asked Wonho as you fiddled with your keys. It was late, and you guys had just gotten back from your date at the movies. He had walked you up to your apartment when you asked.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.” He asked, giving you a genuine look of concern.

“Nonsense, I’m inviting you into my space.” you laughed, unlocking the door and gesturing for him to follow you in.

“Make yourself comfortable!” you told him, making your way into the kitchen to pour two glasses of wine. You came back to him sitting on the sofa and looking at your records.

“These are really nice.” he told you, taking one of the glasses from your hand. “Thank you, by the way.”

“No problem, wine makes everything better.” you mused, sitting down next to him. “I’ve been collecting records for a while now. There’s just something about them that’s so cozy.”

“Can we listen to one? What’s your favorite?” he asked, leaning toward you with a smile of anticipation.

“Hm…” you thought, reaching over him to grab an album. “This one will do.” You set it up on the record player and then leaned back against the couch and took a sip of wine. “This is nice.” you sighed in contentment.

“It is. Thank you for going out with me tonight.” he said with a small smile, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“You’re welcome, I really enjoyed myself.” you laughed, putting a hand on his thigh. “You really know how to show a girl a good time Wonho.”

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*NSFW FROM THIS POINT ON! SKIP DOWN TO THE OTHER CUT IF YOU DON’T WANT TO READ THIS PART*

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“Only for you.” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss you. You put your hand against the back of his neck to deepen the kiss, and after a while his tongue pressed against your lips. You parted your lips to let him in, wrapping both your arms around the back of his neck. His large hands were running up and down your waist, until eventually they were both grabbing ahold of it to gently push you down against the couch. He was still being gentle as you guys made out, not wanting to overstep your boundaries.

“You can touch me.” you told him while you were taking a breather. He nodded, chest heaving up and down heavily, then went back to kissing you ravenously. His hands started trailing up to cup your breasts, giving them firm squeezes.

He moved his lips down to your neck, lightly running his hot tongue along your cold skin while his hands went down to your hips, groping at your thighs and ass. You let out little whines when his teeth nipped at your sensitive neck, and you felt him smirk as you did so.

“Did you like that?” he whispered in your ear with a low chuckle. You nodded quickly, throwing a hand up into his thick dark hair. You tugged on it while he continued to go at your neck. Soon he started moving his kisses down to your chest, your low cut top giving him access to more skin. With one hand over your breast, the other stopped at the hem of your top. He looked you in the eye before he moved again. “Do you want me to take your top off?”

“Only if you take yours off too.” you smirked up at him before sitting up.

He chuckled at your cheekiness, then crossed his arms to grip the bottom of his black tshirt. He whipped it off quickly, tousling his hair a bit. You took in his perfect physique for a minute. His enourmous shoulders and biceps, rock hard pecs, that trim waist, and the hard, flat muscles of his abdomen that led down to his defined hip bones.

“Silly girl, didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s impolite to stare?” he laughed, putting an arm down on each side of your lap to look down at you. He captured your lips in another kiss, bringing your hands up to run along his back and shoulders. He pulled back to whisper in your ear, “Though I can’t say I’ll be any better when I get to see you.”

You pushed him back onto the back of his legs gently, then took off your top and unhooked your bra. He was right, he wasn’t much better than you at all. His eyes were wide and his expression was blank at first, but he eventually bit his lip and grinned at the sight of you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N.”

He pushed you back down onto the couch, engaging in your previous make out position. The skin to skin contact was absolutely incredible… he was so warm and soft pressed flush against you. He began gripping one of your breasts, pinching your nipple between two of his fingers and making you whine into his mouth. After playing with each breast in his hand for a while, he stopped kissing your lips and dropped his head down to your chest. He left kisses between the valley of your breasts, then took one hard nipple into his mouth. He licked around it in a circle, then began sucking on it.

“Wonho…” you sighed, tugging on his hair once again. After a good amount of you moaning softly above him, he switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the other.

“Do you want me to touch you anywhere else?” he asked once he had released your bud from his mouth.

You nodded, then grabbed his hand to put it against your core under your skirt. You had purposely not worn shorts underneath so he could have easy access. Once he started rubbing his two forefingers against your clit through your panties, your head immediately fell back as you let out a strangled moan. It had been so long since anyone touched you there.

“You sound so pretty.” he told you, continuing to massage the sensitive bud. “Can I please taste you?”

“Of course you can.” you nodded with a smile, helping him remove your skirt and panties. You threw your legs over his shoulders and he instantly shoved his face between your legs as if he couldn’t wait a second longer. Your eyes rolled back in your head when he licked a long, flat stripe against your pussy.

“Oh my, you taste even sweeter than I imagined…” He began devouring you as soon as you were used to the feeling of his tongue, going back and forth between sucking on your clit and darting his tongue up your tight hole. You were a whining mess, getting your hair all tangled up against the couch and jutting your hips up at his face… he was very good at this, and you could feel yourself getting close to an orgasm. But you still weren’t satisfied.

“Ugh, Wonho, this feels so good…” you whined, gripping both hands into his hair. “But I want more.”

His head darted up. He looked so pretty with your slick all over his cheeks. “Y/N, are you sure? We don’t have to go all the way tonight if you don’t want to. I’m perfectly content just eating you out tonight.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” you told him, looking straight into his eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”

He grinned, then sat up to undo his belt. Once his jeans were unbuttoned, he brought his dick out from the top his tight black boxers. It was already rock hard, and it looked perfect for you. Not too big, not too thick, but just enough to rock your shit.

He pumped it in his hand a few times before kicking off his pants and boxers, reaching down to grab the condom out of his back pocket. After slipping it on, he lined himself up with your entrance, holding himself up with one arm. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Because I don’t know if I can hold back when it comes to you.”

“I want you, Wonho.” you told him, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with the nape of his hair. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

He nodded, then pushed his tip into you. You hissed at the feeling, digging your nails into his back.

“Fuuuck Y/N…” he groaned into the crook of your neck when he felt you clamp around him. “You feel incredible… can I keep going?”

You nodded, and he continued thrusting up slowly, allowing you to adjust and stretch until he was completely inside of you. His dick hit all the right spots just sitting there, but he was prepared to give you so much more than that.

He began thrusting his hips harder, hitting your g spot each time. His pelvis was pressed flush against yours, stimulating your clit as well. He looked absolutely heavenly overtop of you, strands of his black hair flopping over his forehead, plump lips parted as he grunted breathlessly, and veins pressing out against the skin of his neck as he held himself up effortlessly by his own arms. The sight of him alone could’ve made you finish.

“Wonho… Ugh, yes, harder, please!” you encouraged him, and he happily obliged.

“You look so pretty like this… laid out underneath me so I can fuck you nice and hard. Do you like it like this?”

You tried nodding, but he stopped all movement in his hips impatiently. “Use your words princess.” he demanded, smirking down at you.

“Yes! I love you fucking me like this, just please don’t stop again…” you begged, desperately rubbing your hips against his in an attempt to regain some friction.

“That’s my girl.” he chuckled, catching you off guard when he started ramming his hips up into yours again. “So good for me. So nice and tight….”

You moaned as you felt your orgasm coming on. You were already close to the edge when he started fucking you, so you knew you wouldn’t last long. “Wonho, I’m so close I can feel it…”

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” he whispered into your ear before biting the lobe, his hot breath steaming up your neck. With his blessing, you let your orgasm wash over you, crying out as he continued thrusting into you. You were practically ripping his hair out, but he loved the feeling.

“That’s right, who makes you feel this good?” he asked, grabbing one of your breasts in his hand.

“You do, Wonho. Only you.” you told him as you came down from your high.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot…. I’m gonna finish soon, where should I put it?”

“I’m on the pill, so you can cum inside.” you whispered in his ear.

That was all he needed to hear before his pace started going faster and harder than ever. He was fucking you straight into the couch, grunting with each thrust.

“F-fuuuck I can’t, I’m gonna-ugh!” he cried out before he came, continuing to ride out his high until all of it was emptied out inside of you. He collapsed against your chest, then crawled up to place a soft kiss on your lips. “That was wonderful Y/N.”

“You’re telling me.” you sighed, throwing your arms up above your head in fatigue. You couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto your face as he loomed overtop of you.

“What?” he asked, propping his face up on his elbows and mirroring your grin.

You brought a hand up to fix his hair, then let it rest on his cheek before explaining. “I just can’t believe this is all real. It feels too good to be true.”

He chuckled, placing his hand over yours and linking your fingers through each other’s. “I promise you that it is.”

“Do you wanna stay the night?” you asked. He nodded enthusiastically, then hopped up from the couch to scoop you up in his arms, bridal style.

“Where’s the bedroom?” he laughed, charging down the hallway while you held onto him for dear life. This man was either going to be the death of you or your salvation, and you couldn’t quite tell yet as he threw you down on your bed. He quickly put you under the blankets and curled up next to you. He seemed more excited for the after sex cuddles than the sex itself, you thought as he wrapped his arms around you. With you facing him, he relaxed with you in his embrace. You guys talked for hours, until you both fell asleep holding each other.

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*NSFW CONTENT ENDS HERE! WE NOW RETURN TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED FLUFF*

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The next morning, you rolled over to wake up as you normally did, bumping right into the huge man that you forgot had stayed the night with you. He stirred from his position on his stomach, clutching the pillow to his face.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up!” you giggled, switching to your side to face him.

“It’s alright,” he reassured you with a small smile, stretching out a bit before also flipping around to lay on his side. He was truly a vision first thing in the morning. His hair was messy, his eyes were dark, and his cheeks were lightly tinted a warm shade of pink.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I did actually, thank you for asking.” you chirped. “Did you?”

“Mm-hm.” he nodded contentedly. He was looking into your eyes as if you were the most important thing in the world to him at that moment. Suddenly, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. Before he could pull back all the way, you put a hand to his jaw and stole a quick kiss on the lips. He leaned forward to get more of you after you had already pulled away, making you laugh.

“Get back here.” he groaned playfully, grabbing you and pulling you back towards him. You pressed your hands to his chest and gave him a deeper, more passionate kiss.

“You make me so happy Y/N.” he told you after you were back to cuddling.

“You make me feel a lot of things, Wonho.” you chuckled, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers. You guys fiddled with each others’ hand while the conversation went on.

“Is one of those things… that you’d like to have me as your boyfriend?” he asked, a hopeful glint in his eye.

You pretended to think it over for a minute. You put your finger to your chin and furrowed your brow comically, humming to yourself over and over as you feigned contemplation.

“Y/N, please, I’m dying over here!” he pleaded, shaking your shoulders a bit. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

“I would love to.” you finally answered.

His face broke out into such a big, happy smile before he kissed you again. He then leaned back to look at you, running a thumb along your cheek. “I am gonna make you so happy. I promise.”

“I’m looking forward to it, hunk-sickle.” you replied, placing your forehead against his. You couldn’t be more happy that you got over your fears and let him convince you to go out with him. Your friends were right, it really would have been like punishing yourself if you didn’t.

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[tr34sure]

✩ Ride cowgirl || Wonho ✩

Warnings: Smut, Riding, and just big dick Wonho

A/n: getting y’all ready for the Wonho smut coming out next week 🤫 maybe Thursday or Friday 11/16/23 or 11/17/23

As you ride him, his eyes are locked on you in the mirror. The sight of you bouncing up and down on his cock, your breasts swaying enticingly, and the expression of pure ecstasy on your face is enough to drive him wild. “You’re taking me so well baby”

His hands roam over your body, tracing the curves of your hips, squeezing your plump ass cheeks, and tweaking your nipples. The sensations only serve to heighten the experience for both of you.

As you lean forward, he groans out loud, his hips bucking up to meet your downward thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, echoing off the walls.

His breathing becomes ragged, his chest heaving up and down as he tries to catch his breath. His eyes never leave the mirror, watching intently as you ride him to the brink of orgasm.

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[taexual]

monsta x / fake dating

warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.

requested by @sweeticeream​​.

↣ shownu

frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)

when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it

why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?

you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes

so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt

and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes

sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company

which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you

it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)

you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade

but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year

and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding

the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love

but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you

there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here

but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”

that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”

you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down

but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”

so, that was that, then

“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”

“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”

yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative

↣ wonho

it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both

a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot

and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?

he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room

or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to

and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that

but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”

and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot

and there it was

the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous

god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though

“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes

he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”

cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”

“oh, that.”

silence

honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now

but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”

oh, well okay, but what does that mean????

your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else

something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear

but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it

so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻‍♀️

↣ minhyuk

honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke

everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”

so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”

it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable

like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be

but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this

you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest

because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk

it was barely there, though!

you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all

but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you

and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now

and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!

minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe

but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??

did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??

alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend

and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him

so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating

your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding

except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him

he’d always use the boyfriend card

“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”

and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”

he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh

but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him

↣ kihyun

okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating

you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take

he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”

(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)

and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this

until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”

and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank

kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around

so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer

and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”

partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away

you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else

preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you

but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other

you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look

“what the hell happened????”

finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”

you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend

“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”

oh. well

“he wasn’t—i was just—”

but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying

“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”

“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin

kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you

your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)

and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?

and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess

“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”

you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things

one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating

and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart

↣ hyungwon

hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident

he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion

but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him

and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was

he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager

he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day

“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked

hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office

but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”

and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”

cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager

eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not

but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?

it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people

and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone

and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now

you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager

but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house

and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses

so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”

“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”

“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”

oh, okay, then

now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great

“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”

“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”

hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”

you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast

(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)

“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”

“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly

“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”

quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”

oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself

“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”

he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—

but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”

↣ jooheon

you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar

so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships

“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out

“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”

he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed

“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”

dumb or not, it worked

finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks

it was a dream come true

and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!

you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”

jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”

funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit

your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times

and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)

nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)

so it was all fun and games

until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time

jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”

but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night

when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised

so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights

“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”

jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny

“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”

you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier

but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you

“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked

he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”

“for our date,” he explained.

“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”

“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”

↣ i.m

he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)

there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take

and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything

or so he said

you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever

how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!

you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town

their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)

the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments

you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family

it was crushing

you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home

and now you were lying to them

so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives

he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)

“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”

???????

he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else

but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings

“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”

he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head

“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”

you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”

he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”

you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped

swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”

“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”

you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”

“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”

“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”

he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”

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