#kpop x black reader

01:55am

Pairing: Park Seonghwa × black!fem reader | ft. Reader’s Bestie & Choi San

Genre:humor

Warnings: suggestive language, use of the n-word, not thoroughly proofread sry y'all lol

you were going to have to explain yourself when you saw him, now.

and you were so mortified that you were already compiling excuses to avoid him for the next few weeks.

when you could’ve been cuffed for the whole weekend if your messy ass bestie hadn’t ran her damn gums to your man while you were on the phone.

she already gave you enough, constant shit about dating seonghwa and not setting her up with mingi ( “see, you still haven’t hooked us up, this’s how i know you ain’t shit.”“bitch, do you think i’m pimping these niggas out or?”) part of you was wondering if that was why she pulled this shit. how had she even remembered!? y'all had been running through their music videos to thirst like 4 days ago when you had your little slip up, but the second she heard you mention seonghwa’s name on the phone today, she opened her big ass mouth.

“hwa! ask your girlfriend about her lil inception remix!”

you clutched the pillow tucked under your arm and slung it at her, only making her cackle harder.

“wha?” seonghwa giggled. he was already half amused, you could hear it in his voice crack.

“nothing!”

“what is your remix?” he asked. you hated that you didn’t have time to melt over his english. it was always cutest when he was happily asking something. but you had to scramble for an excuse too urgently to coo at him, “did you film it?”

“no, it’s nothing, don’t listen to her, baby–”

“TELL HER TO SING IT, MINGI AND HONGJOONG’S PART BEFORE YOU HIT YOUR HIGH NOTE–” you slugged the pillow at her several more times, and you could hear your boyfriend’s smile growing on the other end of the line.

“what is it, baby? i want to hear it!” he sounded so sweet and eager. normally it would make you fall even deeper for him but right now it made you want to jump through a window.

…double time when you realized there wasn’t any getting out of this now.

“it’s not a remixxx..!” you whined. apparently, he only found it more amusing with you so embarrassed.

“what is it?”

you fought a sigh and mushed your bestie who was still laughing her ass off, “i got the words wrong… i didn’t know that the line after ‘coming tonight’ was korean, i thought it was english…”

he mumbled through the lyrics swiftly, for his mind to catch up to the part of the song you’d meant. “whereyouatwhereyouat neoneun eodie whereyougowhereyougo namgyeo dun chae neon comin’tonight maeil bam neoreul chaja hemaeneun nan–”

“yeah that part,” you confirmed.

“maeil bam?”

“yes!” you whined for the second time, making him giggle again.

“what did you think it said?” he asked, finding this and you more and more humorous.

you rolled your eyes to the ceiling, leaving them there for longer than your eye health would appreciate. but you answered him truthfully.

“comin’ tonight, layin’ pipe.”

he was silent on the other end after that. for way longer than you were comfortable with. and your heart was thumping harder, the more your anxiety built.

“what is that?” he asked. and bestie, hearing his genuine innocence, threw her head back cracking up.

“oh hell.” you mumbled when he asked again. but seonghwa figured out quickly that he wasn’t going to get an answer from you. that’s when you heard him again, and froze in place.

“san-a!” he called in the background, and bestie was on her back rolling while you yelled, begged, PLEADED for him not to ask. “laying pipeeun museun tteus-ingayo?”

“no,don’t ask what it means!” you yelled over the breathless laughter beside you.

“laying pipe?” you heard san ask your boyfriend confusedly, followed by hwa’s low voice answering 'ne’.

you were relieved when you could make out the phrase 'i dunno’ in korean. but it was short-lived when you heard san mention their leader’s name, knowing he was the most knowledgeable in the english language of the eight of them. your eyes bugged out when you heard them both.

“HONGJOONG-A!”

“NOOOO!!!!!”

park seonghwa is the type to go down on you if you’re getting on his nerves

11:16pm

Pairing: Jung Yunho × black!fem reader

Genre:Humor

Warnings: not really proofread again lol

yunho’s smile was wide on his face, his eyes down while he tried to reign his excitement in over seeing you with a bouquet of your favorites in hand. your date night had been planned down to the last detail and his heart had been pounding from the second he’d sent his ‘on my way’ text.

but the key you’d given him opened the door to a scene he hadn’t expected.

“look, man, all i’m sayin’ is: y'all can keep it the fuck down– i’m across the damn hall from y'all, all i hear is y'all talkin’ and laughing and shit all night when i’m tryna chill and mind my business!”

you couldn’t believe the gall of this jackass, not even noticing yunho and his fading grin coming in behind you. your cousin hadn’t even been in your apartment a whole week, and he was already on bullshit. all because he had been put on academic probation and your place was closer to the university than your aunt and uncle’s. the dude was living under your roof rent free and had the nerve to complain about what you were doing in your own damn house, and your boyfriend stood in unmeasured awkwardness while you yelled back at him with all of those facts.

“…and you can leave whenever the fuck you want to! i ain’t your damn mama, this is MY house, and yunho is MY motherfuckin’ man, okay?! he could be in here blowing my back out, you don’t pay shit round here so you can take your black ass home or deal with what i do in my spot!”

yunho’s smile turned into pure shock at hearing you say that, and when you finally realized that he was there, he timidly greeted you, handing you your flowers and giving uncomfortable looks to your cousin that he tried to conceal before you both went on your way.

you noticed he was quieter than usual the entire evening, but he insisted that he was fine no matter how much you asked, and you had no choice but to let things be so that your date wouldn’t be even further ruined. but the next day passed, and his behavior was still on your mind. you hadn’t expected a text from mingi to interrupt your thoughts. and when you read it you were only more confused.

mingi: hey

mingi: you know yunho would never hurt you, right?

you answered him immediately, feeling your forehead wrinkle with how confused you were.

you: what???? where is this coming from???

mingi: he said he heard you and your cousin fighting bc he thinks he is treating you bad.

your cheeks grew hot. and you slapped your hands over your face, dropping your phone to the floor in the process. 

is that what he thought you meant by–

“oh god…”

it was at least twenty extra minutes before you could even face your phone screen again.

you: he definitely completely misunderstood what i was saying. 

mingi: really?

mingi: well that’s good

mingi: i’ll tell him

you barely paid attention to any of those texts before messaging yunho in all caps.

WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT RUNNING TO MINGI WITH EVERYTHING THAT I SAY!?!!???!! 

yunho: i know! i’m sorry!

yunho: i was just worried i didn’t know what to do!

you: that isn’t even what i meant! i said blow my back out!

yunho: oh…

yunho: mingi explained.

yunho: i’m sorry.

you sighed. even when he was being dumb, your boy was such a sweetheart. you couldn’t help but forgive him immediately, even a as embarrassed as you were. 

then your phone began buzzing again.

seonghwa: hey, i’m sorry your back is hurt, do you need anything?

hongjoong: i hope you get better soon, mingi just told us!

wooyoung: HOW DID YOU HURT YOUR BACK??;!!!!