Part of the anniversary drabbles! Author: Admin E Warning: Smut Word Count: 1.5k
The brick wall he pushed you against felt cold against your back despite his leather jacket hugging your shoulders loosely. It didn’t bother you though, in fact, it felt nice to get some relief from the burning heat surging through your veins as he dragged his thick, plump lips over your skin. The wall only cooled you off a tiny bit, not nearly enough to extinguish the fire burning you alive when his fingers around your hips tightened and he rolled his lower body into yours. An involuntary whimper escaped your lips before you knew it, your mind so foggy and clouded it was hard to remind yourself of where you were.
‘Jimin…’, you managed to sigh out, your arms locked around his neck as he still laved yours with his tongue, the wet muscle dancing up and down the sensitive spot beneath your ear. You felt you throat getting dry, making you repeatedly lick your lips to moisten them before you made another attempt at speaking.
‘We shouldn’t be doing this here…’, you gasped when his teeth dug into your flesh, shooting an electric shock straight to your core.
He finally pulled away so you could look at him. You were panting frantically, it took alot of energy to fight the urge to just let him take you right then and there.
He looked incredibly sinful, his lips shining wet from exploring your skin with his tongue, eyes halflidded with lust, the red neon light of the nightclub sign contouring his hair and facial features to make him look like a demon in the night. He smirked as he traced your bottom lip with his thumb.
‘You wanna get out of here then?’, his voice laced with seduction and husky from arousal.
You nodded fiercely, grabbing him by his collar and yanking him back to crash your mouth on his one more time, just to satisfy the need for his addictive lips for a moment. He fished his phone out of his backpocket before gathering the strength to separate his lips from yours.
‘I’m calling a cab. My place or yours?’, he asked while hastily calling the number of the taxi company, clearly growing more impatient with every passing second of not devouring or being devoured.
‘Don’t care, just hurry!’, you whined, shoving down the neck of his tank top to helplessly nibble and suck at his collarbones, earning you a deep groan from him as he anxiously waited for the torturous dial tone to stop and someone to pick up. He sighed in relief when he finally heard a voice on the other side of the line.
You spent the following 10 minutes, what felt like hours, waiting for the cab and trying not to tear eachother’s clothes off until the car stopped in front of the club.
You practically jumped inside, rambling off your address to the driver and getting back to eating eachother’s faces on the backseat, ignoring the judging looks the older driver threw you in the front mirror of the car. Fortunately, your place was fairly close and you arrived at your appartment 15 minutes later.
‘Thank you sir!’, you quickly threw some bills on the front seat while already in the process of climbing out of the back. ‘Keep the change!’
‘But miss, this is 10 bucks too many!’, the driver muttered in confusion.
‘Don’t worry about it!’, you yelled in your haste to leave just before you closed the door and pulled Jimin along towards your front door. You pulled out your keys and struggled to find the right one right away, the excitement making your hands tremble and your fingers clumsy.
He slammed your body against the wood, his hands groping your ass and you were afraid you weren’t even going to make it inside when he started attacking your neck again, clearly his favourite spot to take his frustrations out on.
‘You didn’t have to pay for the cab, you know, i could’ve-‘
‘Park Jimin, shut the fuck up and get inside before i’ll ride you into my front step right now.’, you growled dangerously when the right key finally turned around in the lock and you managed to open your door, accompanied by Jimin’s delighted chuckle.
What happened after that was a blur of stumbling, tugging on clothes, slamming into walls, entwined limbs, colliding teeth, messy kisses and surprised moans until you finally gave up and settled for the carpet on the floor in the living room.
‘Fuck how can anyone be this hot?’, Jimin groaned as he practically ripped your dress, too impatient to deal with the zipper properly, ‘Why is it that i just need to fuck you senseless every time i see you?’
You were too busy desperately working on his belt and unzipping his jeans to answer, this was all taking way too long for your liking. You finally managed to pull his pants down, along with his boxers, revealing his rock hard erection as it slapped against his stomach immediately. It made your mouth water, the heat burning between your legs turning into a bonfire as if someone threw in a bottle of white spirit.
‘Jimin, fuck me!’, you yowled, your panties soaked and ruined by now. They were already good for the trash before the cab even came, but you honestly couldn’t take it anymore. You dramatically rubbed your thighs together to get some friction while Jimin still struggled to get your dress off.
‘Fuck!’, he muttered in frustration, the tugs on your zipper getting shorter, agressive and full of resentment for the small, metal thing.
You looked longingly at his hot red, hard cock, leaking precum and begging to be touched, so you decided you couldn’t wait anymore.
You lunged forward on your knees, your hands wrapping themselves around his shaft before you took the tip into your mouth. Jimin gasped in surprise, his eyes wide and his hands stilling around your zipper. You gradually took more of him inside your mouth until his tip hit the back of your throat, making his eyes roll back in his head.
‘You’re not helping!’, he moaned half frustrated, half enjoying. He squeezed his eyes shut as your tongue massaged his length, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking hard each time you went up, only to clench your throat around him when you reached down until your lips touched his base.
His hands fell limp against his sides as he gave up trying to unzip the damn dress before they tangled themselves in your hair. He threw his head back in bliss, finally giving in to the amazing pleasure of your lips girdling around his length, the various pressure of your skillful tongue sending him into nirvana.
His lewd noises and adorable whimpers got your arousal trickling down your thighs, your core aching for release as every sound he made shot through your eardrums and straight to the pit of your stomach. You couldn’t help but slide your hand down your panties, helplessly trying to relieve some of the tension building between your thighs.
You rubbed your clit vigorously, a happy moan sending vibrations through his shaft and making him shudder, until he noticed what you were doing.
‘Are you…Touching yourself?’, he rasped, the pupils in his eyes dilating until only a small outer circle of his iris was visible.
‘Mhm.’, you confirmed, mouth stuffed with dick as you were ready to take him all the way down to your throat again if you weren’t suddenly pushed down flat on your back.
‘J-Jimin?‘
‘Shh. Fuck that stupid dress, keep it on.’, he growled lowly while he shoved the fabric up around your waist and literally ripped your already ruined panties apart. ‘This will do just fine.’
He threw your legs over his shoulders, diving head first inbetween them and wasting no time licking up your juices like you were a melting popsickle, the slurping wet noises flushing your cheeks in embarrassment. His tongue darted out to find your small nub, sucking on it, gently nibbling until he had you a moaning mess underneath him, and it’s only been 10 seconds.
‘As much as i love to eat you out, i’m at my limit here.’, he groaned before crawling on top of you, his hand pumping his length a few times before guiding himself inside you.
You both moaned long and relieved, eyes rolling and mouths gaping when he filled you up to the brim.
‘Fuck…’, a shaky sigh rolling out of his mouth as he let himself get sheathed inside your hot, tight heat.
‘-ing finally.’, you added in a matching sigh, your eyes fluttering closed to savor the feeling of just being full.
‘Oh baby, we’ve only just begun.’, he smirked as he punctuated the end of his sentence with the beginning of a series of thrusts, the first roll of his hips into yours making electricity surge through your core. ‘And i’m not gonna let that dress stop me again.’
Part of the anniversary drabbles! Author: Admin E Word Count: 1405
‘Hey Jacky, i’m home!’, you yelled as you slipped out of your shoes, your hand leaning against the hallway wall of your shared apartment for balance. You felt a bit drained from a long day at work until suddenly a delicious smell caught your attention.
You shuffled towards the place effusing the aroma that was curling into your nostrils, only to find your boyfriend in an apron and pottering around the kitchen. You leaned against the doorframe as you watched him reading a recipe out of one of the cooking books you got from your mom when you and Jackson decided to move in together. He was so concentrated he didn’t even notice you getting home.
You cleared your throat not so subtly so he’d snap out of his cooking bubble and find you watching him with an amused grin plastered on your face.
‘Oh? ____-, i didn’t hear you coming in baby!’
The wide, genuine smile you adored so much spread across his handsome face as he dropped everything to walk over to you an give you a proper greeting by pulling you into his strong arms and lovingly placing a kiss on your lips.
‘What’s all this for?’, you asked him curiously.
Jackson scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion as he leaned back to see your face, his arms still around your waist.
‘What do you mean what’s this for?’
‘Well you usually don’t c-‘
You stopped right in the middle of your sentence. Oh no. You didn’t forget another anniversary, did you? That’d be disastrous! You shuddered when you remembered the last time you forgot an important date… You bit your lip in agony as you waited for his reaction, but a very overexaggerated pout was the only thing that followed. That wasn’t too bad, right? Nothing like being tied to the bed and being denied orgasm after orgasm after orgasm for the rest of the night. Never again do you want to experience such torture.
‘Can’t i do something nice for my lady just because i want to?’, he sulked as he looked at you with those bright puppy eyes.
‘Ahw baby ofcourse!’, you cooed as you pinched his cheeks before pecking a quick kiss on his pouty lips. ‘You’re so sweet!’
‘Well yeah! ‘Cause that’s just the man i am, you know. You’re so lucky to have me as a boyfriend, doing all that stuff spontaneously without any hidden motives, i’m the be-‘
You silenced him with a finger on his lips so he’d stop talking for a second.
‘Okay. What’s your deal Jackson, spill it.’
‘Deal? What deal? I really am just doing this to spoil my pretty princess.’, he kept looking at you all innocently like that, big eyes, puffy cheeks, pouty lips. Yeah, he was definitely up to something.
You rolled your eyes and snorted as he skipped towards the kitchen again, pulled out a big plate out of the fridge and handed you a glass of red wine.
You took a sip as you leaned against the counter and watched him carefully.
‘Seriously Jackson, what are you up to?’
‘Me? Nothing babe, i swear. Here, have an oyster!’, he exclaimed excitedly, picking up the giant plate and holding it in front of your nose. Oysters. No kidding.
‘You…You bought oysters? Do we eat that? How do we eat that?’
‘Uhh…I’m not sure myself…I heard you need to do it like this, hold on.’
He put down his glass of wine to crack one open, revealing a blubbery mollusk inside the shell. You both stared at it with an unsure expression.
‘Okay, so…You need to get it loose from the shell…like this…and then gulp it down in one go.’
He brought the shell to his lips and let the blubber slide inside of his mouth. His eyes immediately widened and you could swear you saw him turning pale.
You slapped your hands over your mouth to keep yourself from bursting out in laughter when his expression continued to grow in horror.
‘How-how does it taste babe?’, your voice trembled as you tried your best to hold down a snicker.
Jackson kept chewing and turning the oyster around in his mouth and he looked like he wanted to throw up.
‘Delicious. S-so good.’, he managed to choke out inbetween disgusted gags.
‘Really? In that case i think you should have another one.’, you kept grinning as you started to crack open another shell.
You were having way too much fun with this. It’s his own fault for being such a bluff.
‘N-not necess-hmp!’, he smashed his hand in front of his mouth, trying to stifle another gag, but it was no use.
He ran towards the sink to immediately spit out the chawed oyster and yell ‘Gross!’.
You blinked innocently at him this time. ‘What’s wrong baby? Weren’t they that delicious after all?’
He glared at you for a moment before looking at the full plate of oysters laying, waiting in a mountain of ice.
‘Won’t you try one?’, he asked you hopefully, putting on his best puppyface for you again.
‘I think i’ll pass.’
He sighed in regret.
‘These were so expensive… I thought they’d be delicious, why else would they cost that much?! How can people enjoy those?’
You laughed and patted your boyfriend on the crest of his head. He looked adorable sulking like that.
‘Well, you tried. But why buy them if you don’t know whether we’d like it?’
His pout vanished immediately, making place for an alerted expression.
‘No reason! Just…wanted to try it sometime. Guess that one flopped huh, my bad haha.’
You furrowed your brows in suspicion again.
‘Jackson, you’re acting weird. I mean, you’re not acting like yourself.’
‘Nonsense babycakes! Let me just take this out of the oven, hold on.’
Babycakes? Something was definitely up and you were sure to go crazy if you didn’t know what in the next 10 minutes.
Now you knew what smelled so good it made your mouth water as he pulled the ovendish out and placed it on the cooking range. He made Chicken PiriPiri aka hot and spicy chicken. It looked so good and delicious you almost forgot your mission. But then it hit you.
‘Baby, this looks amazing but don’t you hate too spicy food? I see a lot of chilipeppers in there.’
‘What? Me? No, i love spicy food babe. Could eat it all day.’
‘You threw up once when we went for the spiciest korean dish in the restaurant.’
‘That place was very unsanitary, i just got foodpoisening.’
‘No you didn’t, i had the exact same thing and i was completely fine!’
And then it started to dawn on you. Red wine…Oysters…Chilipeppers… You thought deeply and the little gears in your mind were running at full speed. You were onto something.
‘Jackson…What’s for dessert?’, you asked, suspecting.
‘How did you know i-‘
‘What is it?’
‘Moelleux au chocolat…’
You gasped loudly and pointed an accusing finger at him as the last piece of the puzzle fell into place.
‘You’re feeding me hornyfood!’
‘What?! I would never!’
You remembered clearly now. Just last week you were reading an article in your favourite magazine about aphrodisiacs, food that sparks the sexual appetite. Oysters, chilipeppers and chocolate were definitely in that list.
‘You’ve read my magazine haven’t you?’
‘What magazine?’
‘Jackson!’
He held up his hands as he finally surrendered, giving up trying to hide his true motives.
‘Okay, okay! You’re right, i read your magazine. Thought i’d give it a try.’, he shrugged sheepishly, a halfly apologetic smile on his face.
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress a giggle. It was sweet somehow, despite the fact he tried to trick you.
‘Baby…You know i don’t need all that to get in the mood…’, you softly said as you approached him further.
‘I know but…’
‘Why would i need oysters when my biggest aphrodisiac is standing right in front of me?
Jackson gulped but curled his arms around you nonetheless.
‘I’m only hungry for you’, you whispered before leaning in and crashing your lips on his in a heated kiss.
‘Good, because i don’t think i’d be able to eat that spicy chicken anyway.’, he grinned as you separated for a second to catch your breaths.
You chuckled amused. The lengths this guy would go to once he had his mind set on something…
Part of the anniversary drabbles! Author: Admin E Warning: Smut Word Count: +700
‘Are you almost done?’
‘Just a few more, stop nagging!’
‘You’ve already painted the entire field, can we go now?’
‘I’m almost done!’
Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance as he made himself comfortable, leaning his back against your neck and stretching his legs on the curve of your shoulder. His tiny wings fluttered a few times before he folded them on his back again. He was ready to go, but you clearly weren’t. He was getting tired of your impulsive ideas. First it was hanging out with that flying kid Pan Jimin and his own even more obnoxious fairy, Tinkerkook. Then you absolutely wanted to go swimming with the mermaids. Then you suddenly needed to paint all of the white roses you encountered red and he had to tag along all the time.
He didn’t like being in his Fairy form when he was with you, it made him feel small and unmasculine, but it was better than following you around everywhere and having to walk the whole time. He much rather took naps on your shoulder then.
‘I wanna go home ____-.’
‘Hmm?’, you hummed distracted while focusing on getting the red paint on your brush in every little corner of the white rose, ‘Why?’
‘So i can change back to a human and punish you for dragging me along all day.’
You giggled and ruffled his hair with your pinky. ‘You’re so cute!’
Yoongi’s eyes flew open and he grabbed your pinky, not letting go of it when you tried to pull it back.
‘Yoongi, let me go. I need to finish thi-‘
A blinding light made you squeeze your eyes shut, like you were trying to look at the sun directly. Yoongi’s small figure lit up like a fireball and grew in size rapidly. Sprinkles of Fairy Dust flew everywhere, causing the field of roses to shimmer like a diamond. The beauty of it was dazzling you. And then you suddenly felt a weight on top of you as the light weakened again.
Yoongi had you pinned down to the ground, your arms above your head and his stunningly gorgeous face hovering only mere inches above yours.
‘Yoongi I-‘
‘Listen brat, you’ve had your playtime for today. It’s my turn.’, he growled before crashing his lips on yours, his hands pushing your arms upwards to stretch them even more above your head, pushing your legs open with his knee to position himself between them. You felt something hard poking against the inside of your thigh as he kept you in place. You whimpered against his soft lips when he pried your lips apart with his tongue, sliding into your mouth to start massaging yours. He moaned softly when he felt your wet muscle curling around his and you relaxed visibly, letting him take you over completely.
He stopped kissing you for a moment so you could catch your breaths again. He released one of your wrists to cradle your face gently, though his eyes were those of a hungry predator.
‘You know how frustrating it is to not get any attention? I’ve been wanting to fuck you all day but you just had to prance around everywhere doing all sorts of boring stuff. And it certainly didn’t help sitting on your shoulder and getting the full view of your delicious, full breasts, seeing them bounce up and down when you walk, fuck…’, he groaned as he latched his lips onto the nape of your neck, where he was sleeping just a few minutes ago.
‘Yoongi…’, you whimpered when he started sucking into your skin, the electric sensations shooting through your body as he nibbled on your neck and grinded himself against your clothed clit, ‘Why didn’t you just tell me? Instead of sulking all the time-‘
‘Don’t talk back to me, you little brat.’, he growled as he bit down on your flesh, making you squeak in surprise. ‘I may be your fairy but don’t think for a second you can say and do whatever you want with me. You’re mine, not the other way around.’
His hand traveled southwards, his fingers crawling into your panties and softly stroking your sensitive little nub, wiping your mind clean of any thoughts.
‘I’ll show you who belongs to who right now.’, he whispered as he connected his lips with yours again.
Warning: hardcore impregnation kink, possession, dirty talk, vaginal sex, basically a major creampie bro.
A/N: I’m going through major baby fever, so please enjoy my imagination
You felt Jungkook’s hands press roughly into your hips as he pounded you from behind. The sound of your husband’s groans and whiny sounds filling the air as your face was pushed into the mattress.
“You like the way that feels baby?“ He asked as you gripped onto your marital sheets. You tried to nod, your words failing you but your back being bent unnaturally stopping you. “Oh god baby” He moaned as he felt your walls flutter around him. You squeezed around him again unconsciously causing him to buck harshly into you, the angle causing him to kiss the base of your cervix, a shiver running down your spine as you let out a wanton moan. The movement caused Jungkook to pause. You grew worried and tried looking back only to see the man you called yours with his eyes shut, head tilted as you watched him breathe through his nose heavily almost as if to keep himself sane. You called out to him with a weak call of his name catching his attention breaking him from the trance he was in, you watched his eyelids open slightly, his usual coffee coloured eyes now a lustful black eyeing your sweaty body.
“fuck” He let out as his eyes moved from you to where the both of you were joined, his cock twitching slightly at the filthy ideas running through his head. “Look forward again for me baby” He breathed out, his voice an octave deeper causing a submissive whine to catch at your throat before turning. His hands gripped your hips even rougher, this time his nails digging into your skin before pulling his hips back slowly and bucking back into you, knocking the air from your lungs. He repeated this before your body started fluttering around him again and all his thoughts began to slip from his mouth.
“Fuck baby wanna fill you up so badly, so f-fucking badly” He moaned as he pounded into you roughly. You moaned in response which only urged him on even more.
“Wanna cum so deep in you baby, wanna fill you with my seed pretty girl” He rambled as he threw his head back losing himself in you. “Jungkook please” You whined not knowing what you were even asking for.
“You want it too baby hmm? want me to fill you up and knock you up?” He pressed, his words sending a shock into your system at the thought of him getting you pregnant. It’s not like you both hadn’t talked about it, babies were a subject you just both silently agreed on that when it happens, it happens and apparently for Jungkook it needed to happen now. “God beautiful I’m gonna put a baby in you, would you like that hmm? like my cock hitting your womb baby” He asked, his voice straining at the end.
“Answer me baby, wanna hear you say it” He groaned as his hand sneaked between your thighs and started began rubbing harshly at your clit. You tried to figure out what was going on in your head but the mixture of Jungkook’s fingers pressed against your clit and his cock hitting your cervix was too much for you. You could feel your climax literally on the tip of your tongue but the thought was stopped the minute you felt a harsh slap on your clit sending your hips to jolt forward. “Baby-I told you-to answer me” He punctuated with harsh thrusts. You gasped, your eyes filling with tears as you tried lifting your head to give him what he wanted.
“J-jungkook please, fill me with your cum, want your b-baby in me, make me yours” You gasped out, his shit eating grin practically beaming even if you couldn’t see it.
“That’s right baby, you’re fucking mine” He growled, his fingers back on your clit his hips angling to press even deeper into you. “Can’t wait to show you off, all big and round with my baby” He whined, his orgasm catching up to him as yours hit you. Now you’ve never experienced a vaginal orgasm but with the way Jungkook’s cock hit the end of you, your body just went into overdrive. You felt like it was everywhere, causing your body to shake underneath Jungkook like a leaf in an aggressive wind. The feeling of your walls convulsing around him aggressively had Jungkook growling as hips forced his cock into you. “Gonna cum baby, g-gonna cum and fill you. take it, fucking take it- Fuck!” He let out as he pressed into you till you could practically feel him in your stomach, The heat of his orgasm filling you to breaking point. You let out small whines as Jungkook moved his hips slowly milking his orgasm “so deep, so fucking deep” He whispered as he watched his softening cock fuck his cum back into you.
“You good baby?” He asked breathless as he fell down next to you. You slumped your body down, wincing at the aftershock. “Ask me again in nine months” You breathed still catching your breath, your eyes closing but not missing the way he beamed at your words.
Extra
“Kook, what did you do to Y/N, she looks so pale lately” Hoseok asked as he plopped down next to the younger, the boys weekly catch up at your home.
“Yeah, I offered her the left over eggs from my plate and she literally gagged and ran off” Jin pitched in as snatched the remote away from Taehyung before scolding him.
Jun: W-wonwoo… my greatest friend, my greatest ally, my one and only true brother. It breaks my heart to see you parting from this world so soon- *hiccups*
Wonwoo: J-Jun…
Jun: W-wonwoo…
Wonwoo: Stop with this sentimental sh*t already. Listen very closely to my commands; when I die, I want you to lower me into my grave… so you can let me down one last time.
“Oh fuck!” Sehun cried out, his hands darting down to tangle in your hair as your tongue swirled around his tip yet again. Internally, you let out a small huff while glaring up at him. A whine forced its way past your boyfriend’s lips as you pulled away, another escaping as you grabbed his wrists and forced his hands down to be pinned on either side of his head.
"C'mon baby boy, we talked about this. Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll have to bring out the cuffs.“ You lightened up your hold on his wrists at the look that crossed his face.
"I’m sorry mommy, I’m really trying not to touch you- I promise I am!” You smiled down at him as his puppy dog eyes came into play, leaning down to press a light kiss to his pouty lips. Normally, you would have already brought out the cuffs, rope, or anything else you had in your toybox to restrain him, but he had been in a subby mood all day today which made him all the more sensitive. When he’s in the mood to become your mindless baby boy in the bedroom he complains and complains about the bruises that inevitably end up around his wrists, almost bringing him to tears. While you didn’t want to deal with that mess later, sometimes you just didn’t have a choice.
"This is your last warning sweetheart.“ He violently nodded, gripping the sheets as hard as he could while you started to lower your mouth back down on his cock. The moan that ripped from his throat could be heard clear as day from your living room, where, unbeknownst to either of you, a friend had dropped by to return Sehun’s phone charger he had accidentally left in the practice room.
Chanyeol had stopped in his tracks as the cry echoed through the house, his face slowly heating up as he realized what it was. He was conflicted. One half of his brain was telling him to sprint out the door and forget this had ever happened while the other half was suddenly reminding how attractive his younger bandmates’s girlfriend was. The poor boy hadn’t even realized he had climbed the stairs until he was suddenly standing outside your bedroom door, hand outstretched for the doorknob in front of him.
His hands were shaking as the nerves almost swallowed him whole. What was he doing?! Chanyeol took a small step back, cradling his hand to his chest as he shook his head. Just as his back turned to the door, however, another loud moan ripped through the air. He spun back around, telling himself over and over that a small peek wouldn’t hurt. The door opened just a crack, letting the perverted boy’s eye scan the small room. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the scene before him.
Sehun’s back was arched off the bed as his fingernails dug into the pillow beneath his thrashing head, trying his damndest to keep his hands from reaching for you. Chanyeol saw your head between your boyfriend’s thighs and assumed you were sucking him off, but upon closer inspection realized that you had traveled lower to trace your tongue around the younger’s entrance. A low groan vibrated through Sehun’s chest as he bit his lip, head tilting in a way that gave Chanyeol a full view of his pleasure filled expression.
The sight was almost too much to bear as Chanyeol’s bulge strained against the fabric of his pants. His trembling hand shyly rubbed at the area between his legs, hoping to find some relief as the other flew up to his mouth to block his lewd sounds. It didn’t take long before he decided it wasn’t enough, instead unbuttoning his pants to grab ahold of his fully erect cock and pump it at a rather quick pace.
Sehun’s eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision still a little blurry with pleasure as he turned his head to nuzzle his cheek into the pillow. Through his pleasure haze, however, he saw a crack in the door. Hadn’t you closed it after you pushed him to the bed? It was hard for his mind to fully comprehend what was happening until his eyes had locked onto the pair that he recognized instantly. His face flushed red as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"M-mommy!” He whined, his thighs unintentionally crushing your head in between them. The action made you look up to his face with a grunt before following his gaze to the door. You smirked as your eyes locked with a pair of dark brown ones.
"Oh?“ Chanyeol froze up as he realized he had been spotted, the dark look in your eyes making a violent shiver shoot down his spine. He hurriedly pulled up his pants as you made a beckoning movement with your hand, clumsily entering the room. "Well what do we have here? I didn’t realize your friend was such a little pervert, baby.” You chuckled, glancing over to Sehun to make sure he was okay with this.
Sure enough as you gave your boyfriend a once-over you could see his cock twitch against his stomach. The both of you had talked about a situation like this before, having someone else join you in the bedroom that is, but now that it was finally happening you realized it was much more exhilarating than you could have ever imagined. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was much too busy thinking about every worst case scenario as his eyes burned holes into the floor. Surely you would never want to talk to him again, and Sehun would be too grossed out by him to ever hang out the way they used to. What if you told everyone else what happened, just to warn everyone about the disgusting pervert they’d been unknowingly spending time with? What if-
"Chanyeol!“ The boy’s head snapped up, the confused puppy dog eyes he was giving you made you forgive him right away. "Did you hear what I said?” He slowly shook his head. You had turned to face him by now, gesturing for him to come even closer from your place on the bed. He hesitantly stepped forward, hands clenched into fists between his legs in a poor attempt to cover up his hard-on.
"I asked if you’d like to join us. There’s a little lesson I need to teach Sehun that he just can’t seem to learn, so a little help would be very much appreciated.“ You said, seduction dripping in your voice as you ran your fingers along his inner thigh once he had sat down next to you. His breath hitched in his throat, a fire burning in his lower abdomen from your touches as well as the whimper that came from the boy behind him. He slowly nodded his head, mind already foggy from your words as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy dog eyes you had ever seen.
"Alright, how about you go ahead and take off your clothes, then you can go and sit behind Sehun. Is that alright with you sweetheart?” All he could do was dumbly nod his head again, your sweet voice and gentle touches the only thing he could seem to focus on. “Use your words.”
"Y-yes mommy, I can do that.“
"Alright then darling, go ahead.” The words had barely left your mouth before he shot to his feet and began sloppily tugging off his clothes. Jeez, you’d barely done anything and the sweet boy was putty in your hands. You couldn’t help the wicked smirk that crossed your face.
I’ve finally finished it lmao. It only took forever but I’m finally feeling productive so hopefully I’ll be able to push out a few more things soon (no promises but we’ll see)
⚠️WARNINGS⚠️:It gets kinda angsty with Seungcheol thinking he’s weird for liking both of you at the same time but there’s a happy ending
Sensitive Pup pt. 3
Ever since that fateful night with you and your lovely boyfriend, Seungcheol’s brain had been buzzing with thoughts. Thoughts that had left his heart in the pit of his stomach as well as a headache crashing through his skull. Everyone had noticed their leader’s distress as he fell victim to his own insecurities, but no one knew what to do about it. Everytime they asked he would wave them off, claiming he just hadn’t been sleeping well. Since the boys couldn’t figure out what the issue was, they turned to the one thing that always lifted his spirits- you.
You had been pretty confident in your ability to get the truth out of him since he had always been closest to you, aside from Mingyu of course, but one step into his studio told you it wouldn’t be that simple. His head snapped over to you as soon as you entered the room, and a sudden tension smothering the both of you in the small space. You sent him an awkward smile.
"Uh- hey! The boys were telling me how worried they were about you; I just wanted to make sure you were alright.“
"O-oh, uh- sorry to bother you I guess. No need to worry though, everything’s fine here.” He said with an obviously forced smile. You raised a brow as he seemed to shrink into his chair, knuckles white from his death grip on the armrests and his shoulders almost up to his ears as he refused to make eye contact with you.
"You sure? You seem a little… tense. You’re not sick are you?“ You asked, stepping closer to him to rest the back of your hand on his forehead. The feeling of your soft skin against his made his heart do somersaults as he fought to keep all his blood from rushing up to his face. He hurriedly grabbed your wrist to push it back to your side.
"No no no I-I’m fine really, just a little tired. Now if you’ll excuse me I have- uh- work to do. Yes! Very important work so- uh- I-I’ll see you later.” He didn’t give you any time to respond before lightly pushing you out the door, leaving you standing there, dumbfounded by his actions. Were you the reason he was acting so weird? Your heart sank at the thought, trying to think of anything that you had done to warrant this behavior from him as you trudged down the hall.
Seungcheol, on the other hand, was still standing at the door he had just pushed you out of, heart lodged in his throat as he pressed his forehead to the smooth wood in front of him. He pushed a shaky sigh past his lips to stop the tears that had built up from falling down his face. Why her? He thought. Why now? Another deep sigh fell from his lips as he sat down in his computer chair. Why do feelings have to be so difficult?
❤
It had been three days since you had checked in on Seungcheol, and according to the rest of the boys he had more or less returned to his old self. He would still catch himself drifting to thoughts of you and that night but had ultimately decided that his new plan would be better for the both of you. Sure, one might say that ignoring someone that had been your best friend for years because of a silly little crush is childish, but at the moment he could think of no other option. To him, the plan was foolproof- he’d ignore you until these feelings went away and then you could go back to how it used to be.
He was currently in the practice room with the rest of his members, taking a water break after about an hour or so of practice. Woozi had sat himself next to him, talking about anything and everything as they both caught their breath. Eventually Jeonghan and Wonwoo also joined in the conversation, quickly shifting it to revolve around their eldest member.
"Yeah, what was up with you? You barely paid attention to us and just sulked everywhere you went.“ Seungcheol nervously shifted in his spot at Woozi’s question, letting out a small chuckle to ease his nerves.
"Don’t worry about it.” Jeonghan rolled his eyes with a groan at the answer that the leader had repeated probably a million times by now. Seungcheol only sighed in response. “Look, I was having a little personal issue but I’m taking care of it now. Trust me, everything’s fine.” Wonwoo just shrugged as he took another sip of his water.
"Whatever you say…"
Seungcheol’s attention was suddenly on the other side of the room as the sound of laughter echoed off the walls. All the younger members were on the opposite side of the room laughing hysterically as Hoshi did an over dramatic reenactment of the dance they were learning, making him chuckle as well. Their laughter was boisterous and could probably be heard three rooms down, but one laugh in particular rang in his ears the loudest. His eyes drifted over to Mingyu, who was laying on his back with his arms wrapped around his stomach and tears collecting in the corners of his eyes from how hard he was laughing.
Seungcheol let out a sigh as he looked at him, a smile unconsciously stretching across his face. The younger suddenly opened his eyes, coming down from his laughing fit and locked eyes with him, a smile lighting up his own face as he jumped to his feet. He excitedly joined Hoshi to reenact it for the members who had missed it. How cute. The leader thought to himself. His heart skipped a beat as he focused on the younger’s smile that brought energy to everyone in the room. Seungcheol froze, smile falling from his face as he finally processed that his heart had skipped a beat.
Uh-oh.
❤
If you weren’t worried before, you definitely were now. It only took a day or two for Seungcheol to go back to locking himself in his office and shrugging off everyone’s concerns. The only difference was that this time he refused to even look in yours or Mingyu’s direction, and would even deliberately avoid you by walking in the opposite direction as soon as he saw either of you coming. For you, that had been the last straw. Seungcheol could avoid you for whatever reason he wanted, but the devastated look on your boyfriend’s face when he realized that his hyung had been avoiding him made your heart shatter in a million pieces. To stop this childish behavior, you had rounded up the boys and concocted a little plan.
Their laughter rang through the hallway as they returned from practice, on their way to the car to start heading home after a long day of work. As they reached the vehicle, however, the youngest suddenly got a look of panic on his face as he patted himself down.
"Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.“ Dino exclaimed. The others turned to him with confused expressions.
"What’s wrong?” Jeonghan asked.
"I think I left my phone in the practice room.“ The pout that took over his face made the others laugh. "Hyuuuuung, could you go and grab it for me?” Seungcheol raised a brow at his younger member as he gave him his best puppy dog eyes while tugging on his sleeve.
"Why can’t you go get it yourself?“
"Because I need to talk to him about something! It’s really really important.” Jeonghan interjected, pulling Dino into the car seat beside him. Seungcheol let out a sigh as he realized there was no winning this argument before turning back to the building.
The leader grumbled to himself as he entered the empty room, wanting to just grab the phone and get home as soon as possible. He scratched his head after a quick scan of the room. It wouldn’t be that hard to find; it’s not like there were many hiding places here. He jumped at the sound of the door closing behind him, head snapping up to look at the wall of mirrors in front of him. You could see the blood drain from his face as he locked eyes with you through the mirror.
"I think you have a bit of explaining to do.“ You said with a glare, leaning against his only escape. His mouth opened and closed like a fish as he struggled to find the words to say. A sigh escaped your lips as your eyes softened. "Look, I’m not really that angry with you Seungcheol, I just wanna know what’s going on. Everybody’s worried about you.” The man in front of you winced. You hadn’t used his full name in so long it sounded wrong coming from your lips- with you he was always Cheolie. I’ve really fucked this up, haven’t I?
"I- I can’t- you wouldn’t-“ as he tried to find the words to explain himself, he could feel his throat tighten and the tears start to build. You noticed how his eyes glazed over and his lips quivered as he wrapped his arms around himself, almost like he was trying to make himself smaller.
"Just talk to me. I promise you, there is nothing you could possibly say that would make me think any less of you.” You were directly in front of him now, hands softly rubbing up and down his arms in a soothing motion. Suddenly the floodgates opened. A loud sob ripped from his throat as he seemed to crumble in your hold, his nails digging into his own skin to prevent himself from latching onto you as the reality of the situation hit him full force.
Therewas no winning for him. He could either tell you how he truly felt, the thoughts of you and your boyfriend that had been keeping him awake at night and get rejected, ruining his friendship with you forever, or he could refuse to tell you and start avoiding you again, ruining your friendship forever. He hadn’t even realized the both of you were now on the floor, your hand rubbing circles on his back as he caved in on himself. The sight was truly heartbreaking. You wanted nothing more than to hug him and let him cry into your shoulder, but the death grip he had on his own arms told you that that’s not what he needed right now.
The both of you stayed like that for a while as you waited for him to calm down. When his breathing finally leveled and his sobs turned to occasional hiccups, you moved to sit directly in front of him. You gently caressed his face, wiping the tears from his cheeks while he unconsciously nuzzled into your palm. Keeping his eyes closed, in fear he would lose all confidence the second he looked at you, he took a deep breath.
"I- I just- god (Y/N), I’m in love with you. At first I thought it was just some stupid little crush that would go away if I avoided you for long enough, but no matter how far away from you I am, I can’t stop thinking about you. From the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep you’re the first thing I think about. A-and I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way cause you and Mingyu are already together but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it wasn’t just you.“ Another sob wracked his body as he curled in on himself even more. "I-I haven’t been able to sleep or eat o-or do anything without thinking of the two of you. You just- you look so happy together and I don’t want to ruin that with my stupid feelings; I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry…”
You hurriedly wrapped your arms around him as he lost himself in a mantra of “sorry”’s, letting him cry into your shoulder as he shakily wrapped his arms around you. You gently combed your hand through his hair as his nails dug into your back. His body was pressed impossibly close to yours as he tried to return to a normal breathing pattern. Once he had finally been able to do so, you softly pushed him back by the shoulders so you could look him in the eyes. A small sniffle escaped him as you delicately cupped his face in your hands.
"Seungcheol, honey, look at me.“ You gave him a minute to fully collect his thoughts before he opened his eyes to lock with yours. The soft and caring look you gave him almost sent him into another crying fit; thankfully he didn’t have the energy for that right now. "There is absolutely no need for you to apologize to me, okay? There’s nothing wrong with the way you feel- there are plenty of people that feel the exact same way. I mean come on, there are so many beautiful people on the planet, do you really think everybody is only attracted to one?” He let out a small chuckle, looking down to the floor as he wiped a few of the tears from his face.
"Heh, yeah I suppose you’re right.“
"Hey,” you said, lifting his chin so he locked eyes with you again, “I’m glad you told me. Even if I did have to force it out of you.” You both laughed at your comment before a brief silence passed. Seungcheol silently opened his arms and you immediately dove into his arms with a smile.
"…thanks for not freaking out.“ You nuzzled up into his cheek that he rested against your head.
"No problem. Just- don’t keep things like this from me again, alright?” Seungcheol hugged you tighter.
"I won’t, I promise.“
The two of you stayed like that for a couple more minutes, melting in the comfort of the other’s embrace before you pulled away as you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You let out a small laugh at the notification.
Puppy
Is everything alright in there??
Puppy
I don’t wanna be rude but it’s not getting any warmer out here >:(
"Cheolie, is it alright with you if I give Mingyu a quick rundown of the situation before coming back in with him so you can talk things out with him?” A smile bloomed on his tear stained face at the familiar nickname.
"Yeah yeah that’s- wait, is he outside right now?“
"Yeah, he said he wanted to be able to talk with you without the others around so you wouldn’t be too uncomfortable so he just waited outside in my car. Which apparently isn’t good enough for him cause he’s complaining about it being cold.” You said with another giggle. “Alright, I’ll be back in just a moment.” With a quick pat on his knee you jumped up and jogged out the door, letting the wide smile you had been bottling up spread across your face. You had a small spring in your step as your brain ran wild with all the possible outcomes of Seungcheol’s confession.
Ever since Seungcheol started avoiding you (and long before that if you were being honest with yourself), you had started to rethink your feelings for the charming man. You had always found him attractive and couldn’t deny that the way he laughed made your heart flutter the tiniest bit but after Mingyu had confessed you had assumed those feelings would go away. Surprise surprise, they didn’t. When you had finally decided to bring it up to Mingyu a few days after the night you three had spent together, you were relieved to discover that he felt the same way. It had been a little awkward for a while but a quick google search let you know that you weren’t alone in these feelings. After sharing this information with your boyfriend you talked about what this could mean for your relationship, both of you coming to the conclusion that it was at least worth asking the other man to join you guys as a throuple. Of course right after this discovery was when Seungcheol started to ignore you. Hopefully now that you’d settled that issue you’d be able to bring it up.
Mingyu saw the dopey smile on your face as you approached the car, giggling at the way you skipped to your side. The joyful sound was muffled as you pressed your lips to his the second you could reach them. A small giggle left your lips as you pulled away, seeing that your boyfriend now mirrored your expression.
"What’s got you in such a good mood, what’d he say?“ You couldn’t help the squeal you let out as you excitedly tapped on Mingyu’s leg with both your hands in a drumroll type motion. You took a deep breath in to calm yourself down before telling him.
"Okay okay so- long story short, he likes us! Both of us! ROMANTICALLY!” Mingyu’s jaw fell open as his eyes opened comically wide.
"NO WAY!“
"YES WAY! He said that he was just confused about his feelings and didn’t know what to do so he started avoiding us!” Mingyu went slack in his seat, an overjoyed expression slowly taking over his dumbfounded one. Caught up in his emotions, all your giant puppy of a boyfriend could do was pepper your face with a million kisses. When the two of you finally calmed down, you looked each other in the eyes with so much love it would give any onlooker cavities.
"Are we really about to do this?“ You were almost certain that your face was gonna be sore tomorrow from how much you were smiling.
"I think we are.” You shared one last kiss before jogging walking to the practice room where Seungcheol was waiting.
The longer you took, the more anxious Seungcheol grew. What if Mingyu wasn’t as accepting of these feelings? What if he starts to think Seungcheol will try to steal his girlfriend and start shielding him from you? The longer the leader sat in the quiet room with nothing but his thoughts, the more he started to regret telling you. He was quickly snapped back to reality at the sound of the door practically flying off its hinges with how forcefully it was pushed open.
"Sorry! Sorry I- I didn’t realize how hard I pushed it, heh.“ Seungcheol stared wide eyed at Mingyu as the boy sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, from the loud noise or the younger boy’s cuteness he couldn’t tell. After a few seconds of silence, Mingyu cleared his throat. "Sooo… is it true then? You like both of us?” Seungcheol tensed as the floor suddenly became the most interesting thing in the room.
"Uh- y-yeah. That’s not too weird, is it? I don’t want things to get awkward because of this. I just-“ he took a deep breath, "I just want things to go back to normal now that I’ve gotten this off my chest.” There was a moment of silence.
"…what if I don’t want it to go back to normal?“ Seungcheol was sure that his heart stopped at the younger’s confession, every worst possible scenario flooding his mind. He snapped his head up to see that Mingyu had seated himself directly in front of him while you were leaning on the door frame, a soft smile on both of your faces.
"W-what?"
"Well~, we’ve been talking about this for a while now,” you started, pushing yourself from the doorframe to walk to where the boys were sitting, “and we were wondering, if you’re okay with it, if you would like to join our relationship. As our boyfriend.” Seungcheol sat there for a few seconds, eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he processed your words. Suddenly a small, sad excuse for a laugh broke the silence.
"You guys don’t have to do all this just to make me feel better. Seriously, I-I’ll be fine.“ You and Mingyu shared a look before he leaned closer, gently cupping the older boy’s face in his hands.
"Seungcheol, we’re serious. I really like you- we really like you, and we want you to be with us. You don’t have to right now if you still need time to sort through and understand your feelings, but we’ll be here whenever you’re ready.” Seeing the overflowing amount of love in the younger’s expression made tears well up in his eyes again. A small sob left him before almost tackling the boy in front of him, grabbing his face and kissing him as hard as he could. You laughed at Mingyu’s wide-eyed expression before he calmed down and started to return his kiss. They both had to catch their breath when they pulled apart, resting against each other’s foreheads as Mingyu laced his fingers with Seungcheol’s.
"Soooo, I’m guessing that’s a yes?“ The leader chuckled, more tears flowing down his cheeks as he nodded his head. He was barely able to mutter a small "yes” before you tackled him in a kiss. A waterfall of giggles left him as you pulled him up so he was sitting in between you and Mingyu so the both of you could pepper his face in kisses. This had not been the outcome he had been expecting but he couldn’t be happier as he was showered with all the love he deserved from both of his partners.
Series: ⇢ Pairing: San x fem!Reader ⇢ Genre: flirty af fluff, hints of angst, suggestive, kinda smutty, older reader (noona) ⇢ Synopsis: As your best friend’s maid of honor, you must endure the shameless best man’s flirting until after the wedding.
Part 6: One Less Thing - Moodboard ⇢ Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, & slightly smutty ⇢ Warnings: language, wet daydreams, self-image issues, and self-hatred ⇢ Word Count: 8,226 i-
a/n: I feel like half of this isn’t as good as I was hoping
Series: ⇢ Pairing: San x fem!Reader ⇢ Genre: flirty af fluff, hints of angst, suggestive, kinda smutty, older reader (noona) ⇢ Synopsis: As your best friend’s maid of honor, you must endure the shameless best man’s flirting until after the wedding.
Part 5: No pic back? ⇢ Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, & slightly smutty ⇢ Warnings: language, dirty talk, masturbation, and wet daydreams ⇢ Word Count: 4,501
Genre: Angst Member: Leo/Taekwoon (VIXX) - feat. Ken and Hyuk Words: 760 A/N: Look, I’m just as surprised as you are. I just found this in a document from 2015. I think someone wanted a second part, but I can’t find the message in my asks. I think it was going to be longer, but it after finding it, it seems finished. SURPRISE THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN HERE SINCE 2015!
It’s been a few months. After his friends cleared out his things, life seemed a little brighter. But it was hard to break old habits. The kitchen light is still left on in case he comes home, home being not a place but a feeling. A feeling you hope he only gets when he’s with you. You still lay on your side of the bed. Sometimes you stay up waiting for him even though you know he’s not coming, a simple habit. The love you have for him never subsides.
To feel normal again, you go to your favorite cafe and order your usual minus the second drink. After the barista hands you your cup, you hear your name from across the small shop. Your eyes find Jaehwan and Sanghyuk waving you over.
“Hey, guys.” You try to smile.
“How’ve you been?” Jaehwan asks, taking note of your uneasiness.
“I’ve been… okay.” You lie.
“Are you sure?” Sanghyuk examines your face. Jaehwan kicks him under the table and gives him a warning look.
“How’s Taekwoon?” You quietly ask.
“Um… to put it simply, he’s been very quiet, more than he usually is. I don’t think I’ve seen him smile in a while. Even Hakyeon can’t get him to talk or laugh.” Jaehwan confesses, “He’s been a wreck.”
“Do you miss him?” Sanghyuk interrupts, earning another kick.
“Um, yeah, but there’s nothing really I can do. That’s just what happens when you leave someone you love.” You shrug solemnly.
“He misses you too.” Sanghyuk gives you a half-smile.
“Oh,” You nod slightly, not quite able to process what he said, “Well, it was nice seeing you guys again. I miss hanging out with everyone.”
“Trust me, we all miss you too,” Jaehwan assures you before you leave the cafe.
You were doing fine until you saw them. You rush back to your apartment before you burst into tears. Who were you kidding? You regret what you said to Taekwoon. It was better seeing him a few times than not seeing him at all.
You miss him.
His presence.
His voice.
His smile.
His laugh.
His embrace.
His intense yet kind eyes.
How his lips fit with yours.
The way he held you at night.
The way he sang so softly to you.
The sweet little notes he left you when you woke up alone.
You miss everything about him.
Now there is nothing left of him in your home. No reminders that it was real. That you were his at one point.
You hate when you get in this mood. Nothing gets done, and you just lay in bed, sleeping a little, reading for a bit, staring at the wall. The drink you ordered from the cafe sits cold on the bedside table. You watch the room turn orange and then fill with shadows. Maybe you should talk to your friends. Get your mind off of everything.
No, your friends can’t fix the pain that permanently resides in your chest. Is there a way to fix it? In all the movies you’ve seen, the heartbroken have always resorted to drinking. Maybe that would work? Even if it was temporary?
You find the unopened wine from that night and remove the cork. With a glass, you pour yourself a drink. As you lift it to your lips, a knock sounds at your door. You sit the drink down and head for the door in confusion as you’re not expecting anyone.
When you open the door, you freeze and stare at the disheveled figure before you. Taekwoon’s eyes are red as if he’d been crying. But he doesn’t cry.He doesn’t show emotions. You swallow hard as the two of you look into each other’s eyes in silence. A tear that rolls down his cheek breaks you immediately, and you shake from the sobs. You instinctively wrap your arms around his torso, him following along.
“I’m so sorry.” You hear his voice crack.
“No, I’m the one who should be saying sorry.” You nestle your face in his shirt.
“Y/N, you were right about everything. I just didn’t want to hold you down anymore. I wanted you to be happy and I thought that meant we had to separate.”
“I’m happy when I’m with you. Not just physically with you, but knowing you care and love me is enough. I was ignorant of it.”
His grip on you tightens, “I love you so much it hurts. And if you’ll have me-”
“Yes.” You cut him off, answering suddenly, unable to take it anymore.
A/N: Imma be honest with you guys. I HAVE NO FLIPPING CLUE WHERE THIS CAME FROM. I was bored and I had feels for this man aND BOOM, this happened.
Christian was the definition of perfection. He was kind, sweet, respectful, funny, adventurous, and sexy. Anything you could ask for in a man. Everyone him loved him, praised him for his incredible editing and directing skills. Praised him for his extremely good looks. For his dancing. And his breath taking smile that could make anything and anyone around melt. He had everything anyone hoped to have, everything anyone would kill to have.
Except
He wanted none of it.
People just seemed to forget the he was human as well, he had a breaking point just like any normal human being had. But what no one knew, was that he had reached that braking point months ago. He was sick and tired of everything and everyone. He dueled on himself, all the stress he revises through every knew project DPR sends his way. He wants it gone as quickly as possible. Only way for this to leave his body completely, or temporary, to be specific. Everything would vanish with just a lighter and a small, but long blunt that he kept hidden his room. Inhaling it was like heaven to him, the small side effects taking him to places were all he felt was happiness. Taking him to his hometown when he was young, stress free. Oh how he longed to feel happy like he used to. He was insecure for sure. A filling that was once foreign to him. The thought itself made Christian chuckle slightly, but pain was still evident.
His painful thoughts that were fading away into a peaceful paradise was quickly interrupted as the front door of his apartment complex opened and shut. Knowing exactly who it was, he stayed in his position, not daring to move as the person he had been craving to see was standing right in front of him. Her eyes still sparkling in the dimed light room. He turned his gaze away for a little and looked around the room, Slowly moving the blunt to his lips. But before he could inhale it, it was softly ripped away from him, with such gentleness that made him close his eyes with a sigh.
“Stop” She whispered softly, and in such a gentle manner that made him crave her more. The mere whisper sending shivers down his spine as she slowly went behind him, running her hand through his tensed shoulders kissing his earlobe softly.
“She cares” Is all he could think of.
“Why” He manages to spit out in a raspy voice. Closing his eyes in bliss as he felt her message his shoulders slightly, peppering his neck with loving kisses. She could take him places way better then the little blunt could take him. She understood him. She cared and loved him with so much sincerity. Something he has been longing for, for such a long time. He got up from his chair, wrapping his arms around her waist and connecting their foreheads together.
“Because I love you.”
That was all it took before he broke down in her arms. Painful sobs left his shaking body as he let her cradle him like child. She kissed his forehead in comfort as she moved them both to the large bed. Wrapping her legs around his torso as he cuddled his face into the crook of her neck, wetting her neck and white T-shirt. None of the really cared much for it.
After a few minutes of him crying, he stopped completely. Soft breathing was the only thing that could be heard as he played with the neckless she had on. Kissing her collarbone a few times her fingers were softly massaging his scalp before looking up at her, with loving, yet sad eyes. All the pain he felt always seemed to wash away whenever she was near him. It was an affect she always had on him, from the moment they first met. He was about to open his mouth to talk to her, but was interrupted by her phone ringing in her pocket. He grabbed it and sighs while forcing a small smile to her.
“I-it’s your fiancé” He coughs out, starting to get up from his position on top of her, until he felt a tug on his muscular hand.
“I love you” She whispered while shutting her phone of and connecting both their lips together.
They both new they were in the wrong, but they could help it. They both held so much pain in their hearts and the only medicine that could help them recover was each other.
Request: May I request a Scenario when Y/n is a new trainee at YG and Jaewon gets all shy around her because he likes her. Suuuper fluffy. Thanks!
Pairing : reader x jaewon
Genre : fluffy
A/N : jaewon is so good looking i kinda got distracted looking at gifs of him. i just want to say i have no idea what yg building is like inside so this is just my imagination. thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy !!
tee xx
It was my first day at the yg studio marking my first step towards making my dream come true. I had been so nervous that I hadn’t been able to even eat breakfast before leaving my small apartment. My mum had blown up my phone with encouraging messages and I tried to reply to everything she said while walking to the yg building. Even though I was nervous, I was excited to see all my idols. I was a huge fan of the artists yg produced and loved all their unique styles. I aspired to be like them one day.
I pushed open the glass front door and stood in the entrance not knowing where to go. People were walking in all directions and just as I was about to ask someone the way to the rookie practice room I get rammed in the back. I swivel around on the heels of my feet to see who it was. A boy with long-ish hair looked at me stunned.
“I’m so sorry !!” he apologised bowing. I nodded my head and bowed back. He began to walk away when I grabbed his shirt. He turned looking expectantly at me
“Um .. could you show me the way to the rookie practice room. I’m new here and I don’t know my way round” I asked. I stood waiting for an answer but he just stared at me. I noticed his ears were a fiery red and he wouldn’t look me in the eyes.
“So could you?” i ask again. He simply nodded and started walking in the direction of a lift. We got in and went up to the third floor.
“So turn left and um then you go right and should see a uh a sign with rookie on” he quietly said when we reached our floor.
“Okay thank you” I smiled at him as I got off the lift. He smiled back slightly and hurriedly pressed on another floor button. He must be in a rush, I thought. I found the room easily and began my training.
It wasn’t until the end of the week that I realised I had bumped into THE jung jaewon. He’d just debuted and had all the new girl trainees in love with him. I had seen him a few times but he was always walking really quickly and with his head down.
I had been a trainee for a couple of months when we were assigned with mentors. These were usually artists who’d already debuted and who’s style was similar to yours. My mentor was Jaewon which made me excited as I had already met him before. I followed the instructions my instructor had given me and made my way to recording studio B. I found Jaewon sat in a big black computer desk chair fiddling with the various buttons on the keyboard. I cleared my throat and said hi. He shot up knocking over the chair he’d previously been sitting on and turned to face me. He scratched the back of his head and nodded at me.
“Umm so can you rap this verse and I’ll you know tell you to like where to improve and stuff” he mumbled handing me a paper with lyrics on. I nodded and walked into the recording booth. I gave him a thumbs up to indicate I was ready and he stiffly nodded. When I was done I walked back into the control room and waited for feedback. He didn’t face me and continued tapping away at his keyboard and clicking on things on the screen. I waited for a while and when I realised he wasn’t going to say anything I sat down on the edge of the sofa that was in the corner of the room and fiddled with my thumbs.
“So how was my rapping?” I eventually asked.
This startled him again and he mumbled a good in response. He got up and hit the corner of his table with his knee making his coffee fall on the floor. He quickly bent down to tidy it up and accidentally knocked a pile of papers onto the floor as well. I tried not to laugh and started to help collect all the papers. His hand fell on top of mine as we picked up the last paper and he started to apologise and pulled his hand back.
“It’s okay” I giggled reassuring him “It’s cute”.
His eyes grew wide in size and his ears turned a red again. That must be what happens when he’s embarrased, I figured. I handed over the paper I had gathered and he bowed his head.
“See you tomorrow” I said and waved at him. He smiled at me and nodded at me. I walked out smiling looking forward to seeing him the next day.
Anonymous : Could you do a Got7 reaction where their S/o has a British accent that switches to American and back to British while she speaks?
A/N : this is my first reaction and first got7 request !! y’all should know that got7 is my ult group so i’m hoping i’m as accurate as possible i wanted to add gifs but i still haven’t figured out how to post more than 3 someone help !!!!! anyway enjoy ehe
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Mark : he’s claimed before that he likes british accents so he’d love listening to you talk and pronounce things differently to him. But when you slip a word in american he’d laugh and teasingly accuse you of trying to copy him
Jaebum : tbh this guy would be a sucker for you . he’d love hearing your accent just because it’s different and he’d especially love it when you spoke korean and your accent was clear. i don’t think he’d really notice if you switched accent and you’d have to tell him then he’d ask how it’s said with a british accent.
jackson : oh my god he would be the most extra about your accent. if you said anything he’d mimic you and squeal exclaiming just how adorable you are. he would always try to speak in a british accent too which would make you cringe and make him pout. if you said something in an american accent he would say he had a better american accent and show you the right way to say it.
jinyoung : he would love your britihs accent so much !! he would find it sophisticated and he’d just like listening to it. he’d get jokingly sassy if you said something in an american accent and tell you you were hanging out with mark too much and couldn’t even get his accent right.
youngjae :this sunshine would see the change in expression whe you said something in an american accent and would just start laughing. he would adore your british accent but love when you switch just because he loved the face you made.
bambam : king of being extra, he would always exaggerate when copying your accent even though he loved it. if you said something with an american accent he would definitely copy you and make fun of the way you said it earning a pout or smack on the arm.
yugyeom : he would always try to speak to you in english because he wants to get better at it . he’d also try to speak in a british accent because he believe he’s good at it and it makes him look good. he’d like when you spoke in an american accent tho because he’s into america and would just like to hear the accent.
A/N: Oml I know there’s like a million of these but they seem so fun and cute and I wanted to try it!
• Lots of hugs • You being annoyed every time he starts cleaning the house when it’s already perfectly clean • Tickle fights • Lots of pouting • You begging him to do aegyo • “Can I get a kiss?” • “No, I didn’t see you brush your teeth today” • You being jealous of Ten because he spends more time with your boyfriend then you • Having to force him to go to bed at night cause he’s a workaholic • Holding hands while watching a movie at night • Late night snaks • Lots of back hugs • “OPEN YOUR EYES!” • “SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP!” • Lots of lip biting • Passionet Sex • Sometimes rough • Long sweet kisses • Him getting jealous easily • You teasing him about it, and assuring him that he’s the only one you love • Cheek kisses • Lip biting • LOTS AND LOTS OF LIP BITING • Lots of teasing • Like literally, he’ll be up on stage dancing to The 7Th sense and he’ll be throwing winks and body rolling like there’s no tomorrow • Little shit • Loves it when you cuddle to his chest • Having to comfort him when he feels sad or stressed • Amazing with his tongue(Just saying) • Getting mad when you don’t wash the dishes when it’s your turn • “GET YOUR PURKY ASS IN THE KITCHEN RIGHT NOW!” • “UGHH” • Falling asleep on the couch together • You buying him a new sent of febreeze for his Birthday
Short story:
“Y/N!” You heard Taeyong yell from upstairs, quickly getting up from the comfortable couch you were sitting and walking to the front of the stairs with a worried look on your face, thinking something bad happened.
Taeyong angrily walked down the stairs with something behind his back. You couldn’t really see what it was, but the way it moves behind his back made you get a sneak peak of what it was. Like some type of clothing.
“What is it?” You asked while furrowing your eyes. Stepping back a bit so he could stand right in front of you.
“How could you?!?” He said sadly. You started to feel a bit nervous by his tone. But confused at the same time.
“I trusted you, I gave you my trust and you took that trust and stomped all over it. YOU BETRAYED ME Y/N, our relationship is broken now ” He yelled as he breathed heavily.
You being confused to why he said, walked closer to him but he stopped back. Putting a hand in betwen you two so there was some kind of space.
“What are you talking about Tae?” You asked once more. Sighing in process, tired of all this.
He gave a loud sigh while he reviled the piece of clothing he was hiding. It was your underwear.
“You left your underwear on the floor.” He said while putting his free hand over his chest, acting like he was hurt.
“Uh, oops” You sigh and rolled your eyes while walking away.
“Oops!? oOPS?????” He repited as his eye twitched a bit. “Why do you hate me. Why do you choose to hurt me like this?” He pouted
You laughed and gave him a small kiss on the cheek and grabbing your underwear.
“I promise I’ll be more careful with my stuff” You promised while walking over to the couch.
“Thank you! Its all I ask for” He said while running back upstairs.
