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venusrising91 · 3 months

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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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kmultismut · 1 year

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"Do you think he knows?"

Genre: smut

Member: Wonho x reader

Wonho was talking on the phone in the living room. You just got out of the shower and put on your favorite lingerie. You put your cloak over that and walked into the living room. You immediately felt his eyes on your figure. You smiled at him and let your hands untie your cloak. He watched your every move. You let your cloak fall down onto the ground. Wonho's mouth was open while looking at your body. "Hello? Are you listening to me?" "Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.", Wonho replied while watching you step closer to him. "Right. As I was saying...." You palmed his c*ck over his dress pants. "What are you doing?", he whispered to you. "Just wanna have some fun.", you smiled at him and pulled down his dress pants. You stroked his c*ck a few times before licking his tip. You soon took him into your mouth as much as you could. You sucked and moaned around him. He pulled your chin up and gave you a warning look. You ignored him and slowly sped up your movements. He grabbed your hair, fighting his moans. "Right. Look, hyung, I have to go." "What do you mean? We haven't even talked about.." "Yeah, yeah, I know, call you later.", he quickly hung up the phone and threw it beside him. He grabbed your hair with both hands and guided your head up and down. You moved your hand down to play with his balls. "Oh, God, baby!", he moaned as he reached his high. You swallowed his cum and got up to kiss him. "Do you think he knows?" "Probably.", you both laughed.

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dreamythoughtsmood · 1 year

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Wonho Boyfriend Material Headcanons

He is the kind of man who would always make sure that you have everything you need

Food

Drink

Massage

You name it, he will get it for you

You are his number one fan of course

Bringing you to concerts

Making you stand in the crowd and watch him be cool

He would want you to be proud of him

And you are

Free merch

He would fully expect you to go to work wearing his things

And only his merch but his clothes

His leather jacket is yours now

He only wears it when you need his scent back on it

He would try and get you into working out if you are not already

Not because he thinks you need it

Its just another way for him to be with you

He would be happy if you just sat around and talked to him while he worked out

He would 100% flex his muscles more whenever you are there

At home, he would be wearing his very short shorts and socks, thats it

Shirts? What shirts?

The man hates shirts

Dates with him are something else

Because how can a man so massive be so cute?

His laugh alone could make you laugh

Cute dates, lots of pictures, kissing

You are treated like a Princess with him, because he is your Prince

Literally, because his name in your phone is My Prince❤️

You two have no secrets around one another

So its a bit hard to surprise the other as it would be very obvious you are up to something

On rare occasions, if you happen to argue, it doesn't last for long

You two love each other too much to be angry

So either of you would apologize a couple hours later

He would go and pick you up from work. Every.Day.

Your colleagues would always drool over him

But he only sees you

Just seeing him, leaning against his expensive car while wearing the most fashionable clothes, you could just jump on him right then and there

He loves your cooking

Especially your ramen

Which you would practice over and over to get it perfect so he loves it

But he doesn't have to know that

He would often ask you to massage him

But its just an excuse that he wants you close

And who wouldn't want to run their hands down his amazingly sculpted back?

He would also love to give you massages

He loves to come up with date ideas

He always comes up with something new

But they all end the same, with food, preferably ramen

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kgyeomiex · 2 years

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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

requests - open

“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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analogwriting · 4 months

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Childhood Crush

Chapter One: Tungsten

Killer x gn!reader word count: 2.4k a/n: i like the thought of kid throwing a wrench at people when they annoy him. next

“Careful…careful…” You were muttering to yourself as you were moving hot iron to the water. You were currently in your workshop just outside the house, working on a commission. You were just about done with it too, and ahead a schedule.

But not for long.

WHAM!

You jumped, your work clattering to the floor and you cursed loudly. “What the fuck!” You turned around, seeing your brother standing in the doorway. “You know the fuckin’ rule, tungsten!” you shouted at him.

“WHATEVER. I HAVE A FRIEND OVER SO DON’T BOTHER US!”

You stared at him, absolutely flabbergasted. “So you come and bother me instead? What the fuck kinda back asswards logic is that?”

“Fuck you!” He started to run back inside.

“Fuck you!” You shouted after him, sighing. Then it dawned on you what he said. Wait, a friend? Was it a girl? Was it that Victoria girl that he didn’t shut up about sometimes? You immediately dropped what you were doing, running off into the house.

Just as your brother did, you burst into his room with no hesitation. “EUSTASS YOU HAVE A FRIEND OVER? IS IT THAT VIC-” You immediately stopped as your eyes fell on, not a girl, but a boy. A very fine boy. He looked to be about your age, so only a few older than Eustass himself. You felt your cheeks heat up suddenly, but quickly recovered.

“BIGS, WHAT THE FUCK. I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME IN HERE!”

“Uh, considerate payback. Anyway, didn’t realize you swung that way.” A mischievous smile overtook your face. “Just know, little tungsten, that I still love you, no matter who you end up loving.”

You watched as Eustass’ face turned as red as his hair. “FUCK OFF, BIGS.” You cackled ducking as he threw a wrench at you. You squeaked as you saw him jump off his bed. “Fuckin’ - GET BACK HERE!”

Almost tripping over your own two feet, you ran down the hallway to your own room, slamming the door. You listened as he shouted at you through the door, trying to knock it down with his fists while you just cackled.

Oh man, he was so easily pissed off and it provided endless entertainment for yourself.

Eventually, he stopped banging on the door and you listened to his footsteps recede. You let out a small sigh and opened the door once the coast was clear. You headed out to your own little smithy, cleaning up your mess. You cursed silently to yourself as you saw the state of the blade you had. It might be salvageable but you didn’t have much hope. You’d definitely be set back, but you worked quick, so you’d still meet your deadline.

After the fiasco at your house all those years ago, you had ended up taking Eustass and running. You dropped out of school and started working at the local blacksmith to pick up some kind of trade. Your father had already worked there before and he was amazing before he downspiralled. Luckily, the blacksmith didn’t hold your father’s demise against you and let you work. Now, you worked at the smithy to earn money to support you and your brother.

It also helped that you were pretty good at your job, so you made decent cash.

You headed back inside once you put everything away, heading towards your brother’s room. This time, you knocked before you entered. The two boys were sitting on Eustass’ bed and your heart started racing upon seeing his friend once more.

“Hey, I’m getting ready to start dinner, is your friend staying?” You looked at them, glancing at them. His friend shrugged while Eustass nodded. “Yeah.”

“Cool, what do you want me to make?”

Eustass opened his mouth and you held up a hand. “If you say cabbage rolls, I’m going to fight you. We’ve had those every night this week, pick something else. What does your friend like?” You looked at his friend. “I’m y/n, by the way. Older sibling of Eustass, obviously. Three years.”

“Oh right, this is Killer,” Eustass said and you blinked. Killer? What the hell kind of name was that? The hell was he already killing?

“Uh, what?”

“That’s what we call him.” You blinked slowly, processing this. You just nodded. “Okay, whatever.” You rolled your eyes, dramatic.

“Three years? That means you’re a year younger than me, but I haven’t seen you around before,” Killer said, seeming to finally get caught up in the conversation.

“Ah. Right. I dropped out a few years ago to take care of Shithead here.” You jerked your head towards your brother with a lazy grin. You didn’t regret it for a moment, however. You loved your little brother, as much of a shithead as he was.

“Hey!”

You just grinned at him. “Love ya.” He huffed, folding his arms and pouting.

“Anyway, Killer, do you have any preferences on food? Allergies?” He shook his head and you sighed.

“I need you guys to decide, like, now.” You were growing impatient and hungry. Not a good combination. Irritability rates were increasing each moment they didn’t make a decision.

They were both silent as they looked at each other like trying to decide. “I mean cabbage rolls don’t sound bad,” Killer said and you narrowed your eyes at him. “Don’t enable him, I will literally throw down with you. And make the both of you eat dirt.” His eyes widened, obviously not expecting you to threaten him upon meeting him.

You groaned, putting your hands on your hips as you tried to think of what to cook. “I’ll just make some curry udon, I guess,” you sighed. Suddenly, the both of them shouted.

“NO!”

After that day, Killer was over just about every day. You didn’t protest it as long as they stayed out of your hair when you were working out in your smithy. You were able to actually function around Killer without having to hard reboot your brain every time you saw him. Your heart still raced sometimes, but you just chalked it off to some childhood crush that you’d eventually grow out of.

Besides, he was your brother’s best friend. There was definitely some bro code that went against that.

During the days, Eustass was typically out for a while and didn’t return until well after dark. You were typically always up working - you also worried about him quite a bit. You couldn’t rest easy until you knew he was okay. If he was ever going to be gone overnight he always told you, which you appreciated. He knew you worried - especially now that he came home with some cuts and bruises. Probably fighting.

You continued cooking dinners for your brother, Killer joining most nights. You were definitely shocked when Killer had asked you to teach him to cook. He had said he enjoyed the pasta you had made and wanted to know how to make some himself, so you decided to help him out a little bit.

This was one of those nights.

“Where did you learn to cook anyway, y/n?” Killer asked as you guided him through the process of making noodles from scratch.

“Well, since it was kind of always just me ‘n Eus, I didn’t really have a choice. I just kinda taught myself.” You shrugged as you kneaded the dough.

“Yeah, but all you made was potatoes,” Eustass grumbled from the table as he tinkered on some project he was working on. You turned to glare at him. “It’s the cheapest thing I could find. And they’re very-.”

“Versatile, yeah, yeah. That’s what you always say,” he grumbled, focusing on his task at hand and you felt your face heat up as Killer grinned at Eustass’ words. You shot a glare his way before looking at your brother. “Maybe I’ll go back to making just potatoes, or make you learn yourself,” you huffed.

“You’re teaching Killer how to cook - I’ll just have him cook for me instead!” Your brother cackled. You threw your hands up. “Then let’s have him cook dinner, yeah?” You wiped the flower off your hands onto your apron and removed it.

“You’re on your own for dinner - good luck.”

The laughter in the room immediately stopped. “Wait, Bigs. I was joking. Please make dinner.” There was a panicked look in Eustass’ face. Sure, you were teaching Killer how to cook but he had a long way to go. “Killer’s cooking isn’t as good as yours I already know.”

A grin spread across your face and you put your apron back on. “That’s what I thought.”

“Hey, y/n, what’s this?” You looked over to Killer, seeing a tattered cookbook in his hands. “Sorry, I got flour on it.”

“Oh, that’s my first cookbook. It’s alright, it’s been through a lot. A little flour won’t kill it.” You took it in your own hands gently, carefully flipping through it.

“Bigs! I’m home!” Eustass’ voice rang through the house. “I’m in my room, tungsten!” Small footsteps could be heard as he ran towards your room. You had started calling him tungsten since you learned that it was such a strong metal and it made you think of your little brother. Despite everything that happened, he kept going. He had said it would take a lot more than that to break him.

So, when you learned what tungsten was - the nickname was born.

He stood in the doorway and you looked up at him. You noticed his hands behind his back and went to ask when he beat you to the point. “I got you something!” He had a giant grin on his face.

You sat up, closing your book. “Alright, what is it?”

“First of all - happy birthday,” he said, his smile turning more shy. You blinked. Oh shit, that’s right. Today was your birthday. Eleventh to be exact. A soft expression slowly spread across your features. “Thank you, tungsten,” you said with a small smile.

“Now, here’s your present!” He handed you a very terribly wrapped present, but you could tell he really tried and it warmed up your heart. You wanted to cry. Your brother might be crass and drive you absolutely insane, but he really cared - it showed in his actions.

You removed the paper, realizing the book was upside down and you flipped it over. You read the cover and let out a small chuckle. “A cookbook?” You looked at him.

He nodded, giving you a sheepish grin. “I figured we could have something besides potatoes for once.”

You gasped. “But you love my potatoes!”

“But not every night!”

“Alright, that’s fair.” You laughed, ruffling his hair. “Thank you, I really love it.” You opened it, taking a look through it. It all seemed simple enough. “What do you say I make something from this tonight? I just went shopping earlier, so we should have plenty of ingredients.”

Eustass’ face lit up and he nodded quickly. “Oh hell yeah!”

You laughed as you heard him curse. You didn’t bother scolding him because you could be just as bad if not worse. You knew that it was only going to get worse as the two of you grew older, so might as well not stress about it.

“Alright. Go and start on your homework. Then wash up, I’ll call you when dinner’s done.” Eustass grinned widely and nodded, scurrying off to do as you asked.

You headed into the kitchen, looking through the book. Your eyes landed on a recipe that looked easy and simple. It took a couple of hours, but the prep was simple enough.

“Tungsten! Dinner!” You heard a crash followed by excited footsteps and you laughed to yourself. You could hear just how excited he was. You knew he liked your cooking, but you also understood that having the same thing every night could make anyone hate something.

By the time you turned around, your brother was at the small table in the kitchen practically bouncing up and down in the chair. “My, hungry?”

“Yes!”

You set the plate in front of him and he blinked. “What is it?”

“They’re cabbage rolls. At least that’s what the recipe says.” You watched your brother as he poked at it with his fork. You narrowed your eyes. “It’s not potatoes, just like you wanted. Now quit playing with your food and eat it, tungsten.”

Eustass eyeballed them for a moment more before actually eating it. You watched as his face lit up. “These are really good!” You felt relief wash over you. You were worried you chose the wrong recipe to try first. Making your own plate, you sat with him.

“I think these are my new favorite!”

You laughed, shaking your head. “I’m sure the more we eat - your opinion will change.”

“I don’t know, these are really good.” You just smiled at him, glad that he enjoyed your cooking. It just made you want to cook more and try new things.

“And they’re still my favorite food,” Eustass mused as you finished your recollection of it. Killer looked between the both of you. “Wow, I didn’t know he could be such a sap.”

“Hey!” Eustass called from his chair, throwing a wrench at Killer. You snatched it before it hit him. “Eustass! Do not throw a wrench at our guest! Just because you have ass in your name doesn’t mean you gotta act like one.” You looked at him absolutely flabbergasted that he’d do such a thing. Well, he threw them at you whenever you were being annoying, but that was different.

“Hey!”

“It’s a fucking wrench - what were you thinking?” You looked at Killer. “Are you o-” You stopped as you noticed he was just staring at you in astonishment.

“Y-You caught that without even trying.” He seemed amazed by your movements. Well, you have been keeping up with your fighting skills just in case. You just didn’t fight random people like your brother did.

“Uh…well…I wasn’t just going to let him assault you.” You brushed it off, setting the wrench down.

“Oh, I guess you’ve never seen Bigs in action, huh, Killer?” Eustass smirked. “They’re one of the best fighters I’ve ever fuckin’ seen.”

“I haven’t fought in years.”

“But you obviously still got it.”

He had you there. “Well, anyway. No more throwing wrenches. It’s dangerous.”

“Ugh. Okay.” Eustass reached across the table, grabbing his tool and getting back to his project.

“Now, where were we? Oh right, how to begin actually crafting the noodles.” You turned around to resume your cooking lesson, unaware of the boy next to you staring at you from under his bangs as he pretended to listen.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x you #killer x reader #killer one piece #am fics #i kept getting so distracted writing this bc i kept looking at wonho's fine ass #cc #massacre soldier killer

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biffhofosho · 5 months

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Who's ready to talk about the 7th brother I won't let anyone forget? Gotta start my Wonho thread simply before I get completely untethered.

#monsta x #wonho #without exaggeration i tell you the open mind thumbnail changed my life #when he left mx i legit had a breakdown #so when he came back so fiercely it was everything to me #his silhouette is that of apollo's #it's not just his kind gentle eyes #his ears are precious lil coquina clamshells and I’m obsessed with them #HE’S SO SINCERE #HOW WAS THAT GIRL NOT VAPORIZED #the level of love and hope and adoration he conveys connecting with his fans #his bare face is perfection #i want to kiss each and every freckle #especially the one on his nose

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honeyimissjoo · 10 months

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ot7 super yuppers challenge

#everyone say thank you to dayoung #monstaxedits #mx7net #wjsn #wjsn chocome #wonho #dayoung #changkyun #yeoreum #jooheon #minhyuk #shownu #hyungwon #kihyun #e.w #e.g #mx #monsta x

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honoratacarnage · 25 days

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#did you guys notice wonho's snakebite piercing dimples? he did say he has many piercings he never showed! '^'#wonho wednesday #wonho #kpop soloist #kpop #soloist #monsta x #we love kpop in this blog sir

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bunnys-kisses · 1 year

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the leatherworker - wonho/hoseok lee

rating: e (18+) reader: f summary: that’s where you came in, you were the one that the companies went to when they wanted leather goods for their idols to wear. your studio was a level higher and next door to a fabric shop but you got your leather from sellers on the other side of the city. your work felt like a painting, or a puzzle. you admired the work on the leather but figuring out how to please everyone was a mind twisting puzzle. tags: unrequited feelings, smut, angst, table sex, studio sex, riding a/n: would wonho be an american rabbit (the white ones) or an english lop (the floppy eared ones)?

you hated these meetings, you really did. watching the big wigs of the design department for the company you partnered with to decide what was going to look good on stage. upcoming tours were a big commotion.

that’s where you came in, you were the one that the companies went to when they wanted leather goods for their idols to wear. your studio was a level higher and next door to a fabric shop but you got your leather from sellers on the other side of the city. your work felt like a painting, or a puzzle. you admired the work on the leather but figuring out how to please everyone was a mind twisting puzzle.

but you had a favourite client. since going solo wonho or hoseok lee found a liking to your craftsmanship. he felt like he owed you for sitting through all these meetings. he could read on your face that you’d much rather be at your studio cutting, sewing, measuring and crafting. your worn hands were made for the creation of goods, not hastily writing down notes as it felt like everyone was talking at the same time.

“ma’am, what time is a good time for wonho to come by for measurements.”

you perked up, attention on you, “oh well. i was going to say that i could use the measurements from last time, but someone had to bulk up even more.” you pointed your pen at the man across the table.

there was laughter, hoseok smiled, he crossed his arms and his smiled remained, “well, maybe i just like making your job harder.”

you broke out into a grin. after almost two years of working together, you could get away with jokes like that. he had spent enough of his off time at your studio to be able to crack a few jokes.

“so are we looking at a complete set of a harness that goes across the chest, around the arms and then highlighting his thighs? just so i know what i’m working with. it would be a pain to buy too little of the leather.” you remarked then tapped your pen against your painted lips. you weren’t the biggest lipstick user but you couldn’t come into this meeting without looking polished like a gem.

“if it’s not enough, i could always drive you.” he remarked uncrossing his arms and leaning a little more forward in his seat.

“i’ll survive on my bus pass mr. lee.” you responded. you never knew what he saw in you, you were a foreigner with calloused hands and a skill for creating all manners of leatherwork.

the meeting continued, but hoseok seemed more interested in the way your pen pressed against your lips and as you listened intently the lid covered bottom of the pen entered your mouth.

strange, strange man that lee hoseok.

the date for a fitting was settled on next thursday, but you knew what he wanted when he showed up two hours early dressed in a tank top, baggy overcoat and jeans with that small gold chain. when people asked about he said he bought it for himself, but he knew that it was the christmas present you got for him that he never took off.

when the blinds were drawn over the windows of your studio, your back was pressed up against the table. you pulled at his jacket which he shedded as his lips never left yours. large hands on your hips as he groped your sides, pushing up the baggy t-shirt your wore.

“missed you.” he said.

“missed you too, i wish you texted more.”

he rested his cheek against your collarbone, you were now in just your bra and jeans. he wrapped his strong arms around you, “north american tours are hell. i want to do my best, which means pushing myself harder.”

“i know.” you kissed his dark hair, “and i’ll be here cheering you on.” six month together, or rather together in secret. under the guise of visiting for the custom orders. but in reality he wanted to see you.

he kissed your jaw, “let me make it up to you.” as if sending you flowers every week or sending you an uber eats order to make sure you ate, or the lengthy text messages about how close he is to just putting your face all over his socials. everyone should know about you, he said. and you told him in time, for now you didn’t want to seem like you were getting better orders because you were dating him. you didn’t want either of your works to be discounted.

he pulled you in for another searing kiss as you started to deal with his leather belt, the belt you made for him. in the process groping his bulge as you feverishly made out.

“i would like to know what kind of leather you want to use.” you teased.

his lips kissed and bit at your neck, “whatever one makes me look good. i want them all to know you made this harness for me.” he purred in your ear before his assault on your neck continued.

soon enough you were both naked and he was seated on top of your table, he pushed all your work out of the way to beckoned you to join him. you made out on his lap, straddling his waist, knees digging into the hard table. he laid back and pushed the locks out of his eyes.

dark eyes gazed up at you, he said as he face wound up when you seated yourself on his cock, “i can’t wait to show the world you’re mine my little leather maker.”

you pinned his hands above his head and looked into his eyes, “i’m a leatherworker, hoseok.” then kissed him on the cheek, “ and you’re the beauty i do up in the finest goods. i spoil you.”

he leaned up for a kiss but you pulled away. he said with his mouth hanging open, “then i should spoil you too.” he groaned as you started to move your hips up and down. your pussy engulfed his cock with the sound of slick wetness.

the table creaked a little but you were more focused on the lust in your client’s eyes as you rode him. you kept his hands over his head, it laid in the midst of your materials. it was a sight to behold to see such a beautiful man laid out amongst the leatherwork you adored.

you two continued to make out passionately as your hips moved against his, your nails dug into the skin fo his wrists as you rode yourself on him. his hard length twitched inside of you as he panted and moaned, face tensing up with every hard hit of pleasure.

“like that.” you purred.

“i like you.” he responded. i love you, he thought. your kisses moved down his chest where you left wet kisses and he prayed you’d leave a small mark. something to carry you by every day until it healed. he’d let you make him all over if it meant carrying you like that, then maybe he could tell the world about his love for you. how he wanted you more than he needed to breathe.

the sex continued, your chest pressed against his. your body jiggling with the movement of your hips, your pussy a vice around his hard cock. your walls hugged him in a sweet, slick heat as you hips moved providing the friction you both so desired.

“you’re amazing.”

“you’re amazing too.”

you’re a goddess, he thought.

i want you more than anything, you thought.

the movements picked up, the sound of sex in the large room. bodies moved together with a symphony that he never wanted to end. he loved how you felt against him, your passion, your warmth, your everything. eventually he used. a bit more of his strength and got out of your hold where he grabbed your face and cupped it. he pulled you in for a searing kiss.

his tongue slipped into your mouth as you breathing rapidly through your nose as your bodies moved together against the hard table surface. you let out a small moan as your kiss deepened. his other hand on your hip, guiding you up and down on his length.

“fucking beautiful.” he said as he pulled away from this kiss, blush seared across his skin. he groaned loudly as you rubbed just right against the right spot. both hands now on your hips as he guided you up and down faster on his cock. the pleasure for both of you left you wordless.

it was like the words were on the tip of your tongue but fell down your throat when you felt the sparks of pleasure behind your eyes. you gripped onto him, nails dug into his pecks as you rode him with such a passion.

“fuck, hoseok.” you panted, feeling the curl of pleasure tighten deep in you. you swallowed back the need to scream from the pleasure and panted wildly, losing your mind to the passions of sex on your workbench.

“yes, yes.’ he grunted as your movements continued. he leaned forward a little bit, curving his back to get closer to you but as the hit of pleasure rolled through him he rested back on the table and felt the temperature in his body rise more.

the room grew hot as time went on, your bodies moving together like horny rabbits in the middle of your studio. your hope that you weren’t going to breed like them. the thought made a chuckle bloom in your lap but it never left your mouth as you were pulled in by the shoulder for another searing kiss.

you panted and let out a series of loud quick moans in tune to every jump of your hips. eyes glazed over as you opened them and your brain felt foggy, all you could rely on was the tight vice of pleasure in your gut.

your bodies were sweaty, pleasure coursed through your veins like a drug. it wasn’t long before hoseok was joining your movements to push even deeper into you. and with a few hard hitting thrusts, his head hit hard against the table, toes curled and a strangled groan exit his lips as he orgasmed. painting you white from the inside.

you were panting as you gripped onto him, pushing yourself as far as you could onto his heavy, big cock. it pushed at your walls and stretched with as his balls hit against the back of your pussy with every hard thrust. soon enough you were moaning into the echoing room of your studio. your movements slowed down and you grip on him loosened.

you pushed your hair out of your eyes as you let out a small moan in completion. you both were in silence for a few moments to catch your breath before hoseok pulled you to his chest and held you tightly.

“please.’ he said quietly, “let me show you off to the world.”

you swallowed and responded, “why don’t we get started on which leather you want.” avoiding the question. hoseok’s grip relaxed and you were able to get out of it, slipping off the table to get your clothes.

soon he was up too, pleasure ran cold by your response. even if he couldn’t have you on his arm all the time, at least he could still feel you close in moments like that. and when you touched his body during the process of making your leatherwork.

as he gazed at you from behind, he whispered to himself, “i love you, my little leatherworker.”

xoxo, U・x・U

#wonho #wonho smut #wonho angst #wonho x reader #lee hoseok #monsta x reader #monsta x smut #kpopidol #kpop x you #kpop x reader #kpop smut #bunny writes #wenee

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venusrising91 · 1 year

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Missing you

Pairing: Just Wonho

Genre: Smut (no plot lol)

Summary: A short, steamy solo session

Word count: 274

He usually never bathed alone. Baths were normally a shared activity. He preferred showers. They were quick, efficient. But you were gone. And he missed you. Terribly. This reminded him of you. His head fell back as he palmed his cock. Smoothing a hand up the length of it as it hardened under the warm water, shaft pressed against his sculpted abs.

You always loved hearing him moan. He let out a few soft ones, wishing you were there to hear them. He reconstructed you in his mind’s eye, sparing no detail. Even the soft, barely noticeable freckles that spotted your skin were present. His grip tightened, arm veins bulging, concealed under the rippling water.

The strokes were slow at first, just how you liked it. But soon he began pumping harder, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he jerked off. He imagined cupping the swell of your breast and nearly lost his load. But he steadied himself. He wanted it to last just a little longer.

“Fuck”, he whimpered, face scrunched as he drew closer to his peak. He envisioned himself inside of you, between your legs— spread wide as he committed sins between them. This was his favorite way. He loved looking down at you, loved seeing the wreck he made of you, loved cumming deep inside you.

The thought sent him tumbling over the edge. His orgasm was bliss and a steady stream of milky semen broke free, soiling the bath water. He wished he could have sprayed it inside of your walls instead. Nevertheless he let out a sigh, feeling content, euphoric even. The only thing missing was you.

#wonho imagines #wonho smut #shin wonho #lee hoseok #monstax smut #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #lee wonho #wonho x reader #wonho x you #lee hoseok smut #kpop x y/n #kpop x you #monsta x wonho

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shiningwonho · 1 year

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see you soon

#wonho #wonhoedit #lee hoseok #monsta x #kpopco #saeedits #foraddy #usersali #SEPTEMBER 4TH 2024!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#hey ceci why did you make this video so sad at the end wtf

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monbebe-163 · 2 months

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#mx wonho #monsta x wonho #wonho #we love you wonho #male beauty #my love #so cute #kpop music #music #monsta x

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dreamythoughtsmood · 1 year

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-Imagine-

Going on dates with your boyfriend and even if he is huge and extremely muscular, he always acts sweet and cute.

Of course, every date has to either start or finish at a ramen shop.

#wonho #wonho scenarios #wonho scenario #wonho imagine #wonho imagines #wonho x reader #wonho x you #wonho preference #wonho aesthetic #kpop aesthetic #kpop scenarios #kpop scenario #kpop reactions #kpop reaction #kpop x reader #kpop moodboard

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yoohyeontual · 8 months

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Kpop stans reblog this post and tell us in the tags what’s your favorite song(s) by your ult(s) group(s) / soloist(s) 💜

#mine are :#DC : too many to count but i have a soft spot for You and I and propose #Monsta x : Oh my !!! it’s actually my fave song in the world #Wonho : I’m actually not sure I love them but losing you make me cry #Loona : Star #stayc : So bad and young luv #chungha : Dream of you but I also really love love me out loud #Yena : Smiley #SNSD : I got a boy #Jessica : Big mini world #4minute : so many but I have a soft spot for I’ll teach you #idk if it was already done but I can’t remember #if it flops it flops jfbsjdns #ok to reblog #alex.txt #kpop

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lunetual · 1 year

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♡ HAPPY MINHYUK DAY ♡ with all the fondness i hold for him in my heart i am wishing minhyuk a day full of warmth and happiness spent with people he loves in the comfort of his own home or an equivalent safe and cozy place.

quick cc note: hi i think we all know at this point <3 it won’t be quick i won’t even pretend this time! so buckle in babes i actually have an unexpected (or maybe quite expected!) great many feelings about minhyuk!!

ok ok first thing i want to say is. we don’t know our idols i would never presume to know what they’re like in their day to day life BUT i have a strong suspicion that if i’d be in such danger of falling in love w/ minhyuk if he was just some guy i knew. ;LKASDFJKL;ASJ. ok that was humiliating glad i got that out of the way! <3 now we can get started.

minhyuk is an INTERLOPER!! he stole his way into my heart and took up residence!! he simply arrived and settled in and REFUSED TO LEAVE!! the audacity of it all. i was sitting so so pretty w/ my mx megline i was perfectly happy and comfy with my three guys and then it was like he stomped his foot and said BUT WHAT ABOUT ME and my resistance buckled. (what actually happened is that wings wore me down and i had to admit that i did like him so much in fact.)

what actually actually happened is that i came to. really appreciate the way he has steel in his spine, but most of the time, before you ever even get to that, you get his winsome smile and his twinkling eyes and his voice and his words laden with honey and you blink and suddenly he’s gotten his way. i like that he always stands up for his loved ones and isn’t afraid to tell fans to stay in line and i like that in 2020 he took stock of his group and their situation and the terrible song that their company wanted them to come back with and he said. we will not be doing that, actually. and he convinced them and then jooheon said ‘here’s gambler’ and the rest is history!! we get jooheon title tracks now!!!

i like that he doesn’t enjoy being the de facto eldest and in charge of greetings with shownu in the military but that he puts his best foot forward to represent his group anyway! i like that he loves narrative driven music videos and that he’ll analyze storylines and scenes with enthusiasm! i like that he loves whales, and i like that the reason he loves whales is that to him they represent being able to carry his loved ones towards good things. i like his tenacity in the face of adversity and the way he proved himself on no.mercy so many years ago and hit the ground running and has grown in spades since then, but still thinks so fondly of the fabric softener that he and hyungwon would use during their hard trainee days.

i like his sense of humor and his seemingly boundless energy when he’s got his entertainer hat on, and the way that he’s such a homebody on his own time. i like that he is keenly aware of the effect he can have on others as an idol, and that he thinks a lot about the bond between kpop stars and their fans, and that he in turn seeks to maintain a healthy relationship with mbbs.

i like that he’s an artist through and through, and i like when he paints to express himself and i like when he paints presents for the members and i like when he does crafts on vogueshipshow and his brow furrows when he focuses hard.

the thing maybe i don’t like is that !! he never really. seems to acknowledge how important he is to the group and i would like to grab him by the shoulders and tell him that he is so so vital to their dynamic and their success as a group and that he works so hard and has done so much to get mx’s name out there and that without his particular vocal timbre mx songs would sound empty and without him onstage you’d acutely feel that something special was missing.

whew anyway. lee minhyuk i adore you in a normal, non-parasocial manner. i hope that this next year ushers in a chapter of your life that brings you a measure of peace and a chance to rest, and that you can take the time to breathe and just be. and i hope the year brings you so many reasons to laugh and smile. we love you and we’ll keep walking with you no matter what the road ahead brings!!

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