Don’t call me angel||Seo Changbin

Pairing: badboy! Seo Chanbin and f-reader

Summer:badboy au!, college au!,enemies to lovers au!,smut, slight angst, fluff, blowjob, tongue sucking, hair pulling, name calling, morning sex, spitting, marking, masturbation, sir kink.

Finally after 2000 years, I’m sorry it took so long. But anyway I hope you enjoy it sweet:)) thank you for requesting!

I love changbin a lot and he can ruin me anyday okay bye enjoy

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FRIDAY-10:14 AM

“Hiya angel” You hear his annoying, but slightly intoxicating voice from behind you. You let out a groan before turning around meeting his dark gaze, you roll your eyes as you notice the lolly pop he had in between his lips. He took it out of your bag.

“What do you want? Also I would highly appreciate it if you didn’t steal my things” you say, turning back to your work. Only to be taken away from it again as you feel your hair being tugged at. What a fucking child.

“Sorry angel, I’ll try not to next time. but I would like to interest you in a different thing to suck on, ive been told it’s pretty sweet” and there he goes again, being an over confident prick. You literally wanted to bang your head against the desk, hopefully to find yourself in a hospital. Away from seo changbin.

You just ignored him this time, hoping he’d just shut up and leave you alone. After a couple of minutes he didn’t speak, you felt relief wash over you. You had a few minutes of silence finally, you got back to writing your essay, chewing on your lip to try to concentrate.

You knew the minutes of silence wouldn’t last, you hear him tapping against the table, loudly. He began to let out Loud coughs, every 5 seconds or so. It began to get on your nerves and you felt the anger boil up inside you.

“I swear to fucking god changbin, just go get one of your hoes to fix that small problem of yours in the janitors office. So you can leave me alone” you fire back at him, quite proud at yourself. You slouch back into your seat, closing your eyes waiting to hear the door slam. But you didn’t.

“You wouldn’t call it a small problem if you saw angel” he whispered into your ear, making you freeze up, your eyes darting open at the closeness of his breath on your skin. You let out a shaky breath as you notice him just an inch away from your face. A blush apparent on your face already.

“Changbin, don’t call me angel” you breath out, moving your face away from his slightly. Still so close to him though. You breathed in the smell of him, he smelt like honey and vanilla.

“But you’re my angel y/n”

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SATURDAY-7:45 AM

Well, you didn’t expect to wake up with a very buff arm slung around your bare waist. His breath fanning over your neck, which was littered in pretty little marks that had turned into a dark purple within the night. You felt an ache in your hips, most probably from where his hands gripped at the skin. Small bruises imprinted on your hips from his soft fingertips.

You thought he’d be gone when you woke up, slipped out when you slipped into dream land. But he didn’t, he stayed. Changbin kept you wrapped in his arms all night. You felt butterflies erupt in your tummy at the thought, the thought of not being like the others. A quick fuck then he dips and never talk to you again.

“What you thinking about angel” he interrupts you from your thoughts, a large smile forming on your lips at the pet name. You had to make out you hated it for years, but changbin knew it made you giddy inside.

“Am I like the others” you say, slowly the smile falling. Fear creeping up in your chest, waiting for his answer.

“No, you never were and you never will be” his voice a little shaky but you knew he meant it. You turned to look at him, now this time he was the one blushing. You turn yourself around more, so your faces where close. Your breath fanning against his lips.

You feel his hand run up your back, then to the back of your neck, gripping lightly. He pushes you closer to him, not fully kissing you but your lips touching. You feel his tongue make contact with your lips, licking up and down. Little groans leaving him as he pushes the wet muscle into your cavern. A muffled “suck” leaving him.

You obey, wrapping your lips around his tongue and sucking slowly. Closing your eyes, enjoying the noises that left him. You tasted the sweet taste of the watermelon lollipop you both shared last night.

You feel him pull away, a small whine leaving you as he left your mouth. He chuckled, running his hand across your cheek, his finger tip tracing your bottom lip.

“Now I want you to suck me angel” his voice deep, full of lust. You nod your head, pulling the covers away from the both of you. Goosebumps rising as the cold air hit your naked skin, soon forgetting as you see him already hard for you. A hum leaving you as you spit into your palm, wrapping your hand around his cock. Your gaze set on how the bead of pre cum leaked from his tip, you slide your thumb over him, smearing the thick substance around his reddened tip.

“You’re so hard sir, so hard for your angel” you giggle out. You push your ass back, arching your back, making sure your eyes were glued to his. You lick a long stripe, from the base to the tip, before pushing him into your mouth the tiniest bit. The way his hips stuttered and a low groan left him, had your thighs quivering.

Changbin felt a rush of excitement when you called him sir, it never really effected him but the words leaving your lips did.

You moan at the taste of his cum, praising him. You began to suck on his tip while your hand slowly pumps him up and down, your muffled moans sending vibrations.

Changbin felt like he was loosing himself, his veiny hands gripped at your soft locks, tugging every once in a while. His head rolling back against the pillow, loud cry’s leaving him now. His hips fully bucking up into your mouth, wanting to be deeper in your throat.

So you stopped the teasing and took him down your throat, all while your hand pumped him. You let your other hand trail down your tummy, then to your soaked heat. Rubbing small but fast circles. Heat lighting up in your lower stomach, waves of pleasure running through your body.

“that’s my dirty slut, Hm? Touching yourself for sir” he growls out, pulling your hair harder making tears prick your eyes. You push two fingers into your cunt, letting out a low whine which made changbin growl again. You slowly buck into your fingers as you swallow around his cock, choking slightly.

You feel his hips begin to stutter, breathless praises leaving his lips making butterflies erupt in your tummy again.

“I-I’m gonna cum, you g-gonna swallow for me princess” he whispers, bringing one of his hands down to rub your cheek. You hum onto him, wanting his cum. He takes that as a yes as he begins to let himself go, the prettiest noises leaving him.

You feel his hot load fill your mouth, you gag slightly but swallow it like a good girl. It wasn’t that the taste was bad, it was just very unusual and the consistency wasn’t that great. But hey cum is cum.

You pull him out of your mouth, leaving a small kitten lick before sitting up. Removing your fingers from yourself.

“That’s my good angel, but Sir wants you to cum now,okay?” He chuckles, bringing you onto his lap.

Untitled|| Bang Chan

Pairing: wolf!Bang Chan and wolf!f-reader

Summery: wolf au!, Fantasy au!, college au!,mates au!,smut, fluff, PDA, sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up, be safe), Kissing,swearing, dirty talk, against the wall, creampie, impreg,ripping clothes, teasing, licking, marking,breast play, cuddles,aftercare.

I’m sorry I wasn’t back but I’m here:)

Also the gif is too soft for the story bUT I had to use it, he looks so

Also I’m sorry this is sooooo late:((

I couldn’t think of a title for this, I’m sorry, my mind just went completely blank with the title…

Also just letting yall know,, if any of you wear chunky ass platform boots. We are married Idc.

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You could sense it.You noticed the way his hands trembled when you touched him, If you bumped into him or if you moved the stray hair out of his face. A small expression of panic would wash over him and he’d move away slightly, his cheeks turning a pretty pink. Oh your poor boy is in heat soon. Very soon as it seems.

You swirled your tongue around the cherry lollipop, humming a tune as you walked to Chris’s music class hoping you both could get lunch with the free period you both had. A smile breaking out on your face as you notice him leaning against the wall with his headphones in.

You slightly creep towards him, before wrapping your arms around his waist and squeezing tight. You hear him chuckle before he turns around placing a kiss to your forehead.

“You wanna grab lunch” you say before pulling away, popping your lollipop back into your mouth. A small warmth spreading across your body as you see his eyes divert to your lips, his tongue poking out to run over his slightly chapped lips. You let out a hum, rubbing your hand up his arm to his face to cup his cheek.

“You’re really warm, maybe we should get you home instead Hm?” You giggle out, pulling your hand away to grip his and intertwining your fingers together. You hear his heart rate pick up, you could smell the lust falling off of him.

Food will have to wait.

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As soon as you step foot into his house you’re against the wall, your hand pinned by his and his lips against yours. You listen in to see if any of his family are home, fortunately they aren’t.

The heat radiating off his body making you feel on fire, his scent drowning you in bliss. The heat that filled your lower stomach began to blaze with want, pathetic whines leaving you making chans head fuzzy. He wanted to devour every inch of you, feel the way you buck up into him for more or the way your hands grip his bare skin. He needed to pleasure you, make you feel like the whole world revolved around you.

“Upstairs” you breath out, pushing at his chest. You didn’t really like the idea of any of his family walking through the door as he’s dicking you down in the hallway.

A low growl leaves his lips before his arms wrap around you again, throwing you over his shoulder. You let out a giggle as you feel a slap to your ass. He quickly jogged up the steps, letting out small growls as he got closer to the oak door of his bedroom. A wave of relief washing over you as you entered the warm room.

Again, your back is pressed against the maroon coloured wall, Chan’s hand wrapping around your thigh and pulling you up against him. You pushed your lips against his, enjoying how soft and plump they were. Your ran your hands underneath his plain white shirt, feeling the muscles clench under your touch.

“Take me, fill me up,Make sure I have your pups”you say in the most sinful way, letting out a small moan after the words left your lips. You hear the growl rumble through his chest, his sharp nails dragging down the fabric of your blouse. Ripping it from your frame. The black lace that held your breasts up fully on show, making chan’s heart race. His eyes darkening.

“You wore that just for me Hm?” You nod at his words, running your hand up to grip the mound of flesh. Lolling your head back against the cold wall. You whimper as you feel his hand squeeze at your bare thigh, your skirt had risen up showing off your matching panties. His other hand rubbing you other the thin material, little noises leaving you.

“Keep the skirt and the boots on for me” his voice deep, you again nod. You never knew why he liked the chunky platforms so much, maybe it was the way they made you a little taller. Or how your hips swayed when you walked in them.

He lets you down, watching as you pull down your panties effortlessly. Throwing them somewhere in the room. Then to your bralette, letting the beautiful mounds free. You shiver under his stare, how intimidating it was made you scared to death. But never of him.

“You really are beautiful aren’t you puppy, a masterpiece Hm”

He pulled his sweats and his boxers down, letting them roll to the ground, around his ankles before stepping out of them and pulling his shirt off. Revealing the toned stomach he worked for, yes you missed his little belly, a lot.

After you finished, you were pushed straight back to the wall again, his hands gripping at your hips lifting you up.Wrapping your legs around his waist. You felt his hard cock rub against your slit, you let out a hiss, running your hands down to his bottom pulling him into you more.

“Go on, sweetheart” he says sweetly, giving you a kiss. You reach your hand down in between you, grabbing his shaft, rubbing him up and down your soaked lips. Tapping his tip lightly on your clit, letting small moans leave your lips. Your eyes connected to his. You leant your head forward, poking your tongue out to lick his lips. Before pushing him into you, enjoying the way he gasped at the feeling of your walls sucking him in.

“You’re so big chris, s-stretching me out and filling me up so well. Like I’m made to take your cock” you say in a whiny tone, feeling him rut up against you. Small whines leaving his plump lips, just for you.

He pushed his face into the crook of your neck, which had your mating mark from him, his tongue licking the healed wound. Leaving shivers running down your back, High moans leaving you as his hips speed up, thrusting deeply into you. His hips curving in a beautiful way to hit that spot that had your thighs trembling and your core on fire.

“You’re taking me so well baby girl, how tight you are squeezing me. I want to fill you up with my seed, make my pretty little princess pregnant Hm” his words had butterflies erupt in your tummy at the thought, you nod your head a little too fast, making yourself dizzy. You ran your hand to your aching cunt, rubbing the small nub with your two fingers,Feeling electric spark in your lower region.

“You’re gonna make me c-cum, fuck, keep going Chris pleas-e don’t stop” your voice cracking at how loud your moans had got, he started to leave pretty little marks around your neck to your chest. Then to your breasts, sucking pink splotches to the mounds, littering them in his Mark.

His tongue swirling around your hardened nipple, his thrust gradually becoming more forced, hitting that spot non stop. You felt heat erupt in your tummy, your high coming closer, your fingers speeding up.

“Cum all over my cock, give me everything sweetheart. Come on, cum for me, I need it” his voice filled with need, pulling away from your chest, he pushed his lips to yours. In a sloppy but loving kiss, both of your moans muffled.

You felt your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks, your whole frame shaking in your lovers arms. Your walls squeezing tighter around chans cock, making him feel lightheaded. He pulled away from your lips, wanting to hear the sounds that left your lips.

“Fuc-k cum for me chan, fill me up, make me pregnant with your pups” you whimper, feeling him pulse inside of you. Whines flew from out of his lips, his hips stuttering as he was so close to hitting his high. You tighten around him, hearing his choked sobs.

All it took was a few more thrusts and he was filling you up with his essence, the prettiest moans leaving him. His chest rising up and down rapidly, as curses spewed.

“I’m so full” you say breathlessly, your legs feeling like jelly, your arms hurting from gripping him for so long . You hear him chuckle, pulling himself out of you which left you both hissing. He then carried you to his bed, placing you down onto the fresh sheets that smelled like daisys. Pulling the duvet over you.

“Well that was the idea baby, gotta have you filled enough so you can have my pups right” he giggles before climbing in next to you, wrapping you up in his arms. His hand pushing the hair out of your face, while he stared into your eyes lovingly. A small smile gracing his lips, his cheeks reddening.

“You know, I don’t care if they tell us it’s too early. I’ve wanted a family with you for a long time now, you are the one I want to see in the morning when I wake up and when I go to sleep” you say with a smile, pushing your face closer to his, placing a delicate kiss to his lips.

“I love you, more than you know”

Hiiiiiii

I had a quick break from all of social media (except twitter gotta keep up with Mx), but I’ll be back tomorrow with some requests. I miss yall♡

prompt : ( Jeongin x Reader ; Soulmate AU ) The ancient Red String of Fate somehow malfunctions, and you find yourself tied to a cute college student.

genre : fluff , romance , soulmate au

word count : 3.5k

muse insp :Troye Sivan • Youth(spotify,soundcloud)

As a child, you’d only heard mere stories of the “Red String of Fate” from the mouths of your parents and grandparents. When you were younger, you took it a little too seriously; you always blabbered about it in your elementary classes and usually got in trouble for it. As you got older, of course, you dropped the subject, not believing in the soulmate nonsense anymore. But it was something you never really forgot, something that lingered in the back of your mind as nothing but a fragment of your childhood. Little did you know how real it truly was.

It was a normal day to your eighteen-year-old self. You sat in your parent’s bakery at the counter, your chin in your palm with your elbow propped up on the counter. The apron you wore (by force, of course) covered your knees as you spun on the stool you sat on. Heaving a sigh, you picked up your phone and scrolled through your Instagram feed. Your eyes shot up when you heard the bell on the door ding, and you made eye contact with a cute, shy-looking boy who seemed around your age. He walked closer and looked at the pastries on display as you shot him a small smile, putting your phone down. Your spinning came to a stop, leaving you to politely face him.

“Hi,” You said, gaining his attention, “Just let me know when you’re ready to order. We also sell coffee and tea, for here or to go.”

“Ah,” He flashed you a smile, “Thank you.”

You nodded in response and turned your attention to the cash register, staring at it and daydreaming. You didn’t really want to get on your phone while a customer was in the room.

After a few more seconds, he approached the counter, making you look at him with a polite smile. His lips raised to mirror your own before he spoke, “Can I have a walnut pie and a small cup of coffee for here, please?”

You nodded as you jotted his order down on your handy notepad, “Want creamer and sugar?”

“Ah, yes, please,” Came his response. His voice was smooth and melodic, you noticed, it wouldn’t surprise you if he were a vocalist.

“All right,” You chimed, “It’ll be ready soon. And what’s your name?”

“Jeongin,” He replied, taking the time to look around again.

“Got it,” You nodded before hopping off your stool and gathering his order. While pouring the coffee into his mug, you heard the bell go off again and looked over before realizing it was just Chan – he was a usual. A busy college student, but your friend nonetheless. He came by for a quick to-go coffee and left almost daily. You also took note of the time – late evening, your brother should come in for your shift soon.

Finishing Jeongin’s order, you made Chan’s coffee without asking and slid it across the counter, earning his signature grin, “Why, thank you, Muffin.”

You rolled your eyes and chuckled, “Stop calling me Muffin. Just because I work at a bakery doesn’t mean I’m a muffin.”

“Yes it does,” The older responded simply, sliding you the payment for the coffee across the counter. You took the money and put it in the register, shaking your head, “Don’t you have that thesis due tomorrow?”

“Don’t you dare remind me,” Chan groaned before sending you a quick wave, taking his coffee,  and leaving. You chuckled but waved Jeongin over. The boy stumbled to stand quickly and rush over, taking his order and giving you a quick thanks, then proceeding to go back to his booth and taking out a laptop. At first, you thought he was lonely, but now you understood he probably just came here to get some schoolwork done in the peace and quiet. You’d bet he knew Seungmin, who told him to go to the little cafe you worked at. You shook your head at the thought as you sat back down at your stool. Seungmin was a good friend of yours, although you went to different schools because you lived on the border of the district, you still saw each other often. Then, he graduated and went onto college almost immediately. You, on the other hand, wanted to wait until you were nineteen or twenty to go to college. You wanted a bit of a break. He, too, liked to study and work at the cafe.

You fixed your posture and smiled as another customer came in.

* * *

You found that your worthless brother never came in for his shift, of course. Jeongin stayed working until it was nearly closing time. You heaved a sigh as you were wiping down one of the tables, looking over at the boy. He was just as focussed on his work as he’d been for the past few hours. It made you wonder just how on Earth he could work for so long, assuming he was working, anyway. He had papers skewed on the table in front of him and he stared almost angrily at the screen.

You gingerly tapped his shoulder, making him jump slightly and turn to look at you. Offering a small smile, you explained, “We’re closing soon. Would you like a coffee to go?”

“O- Oh!” He stammered, looking around as he scratched the back of his neck, “I didn’t even notice. But uh, no thanks on the coffee.”

Chuckling, you nodded and took his mug to the back to clean it. You heard him shuffling to get his things together and leave. What you didn’t expect was being suddenly tugged back by some force on your wrist. With a small grunt, you looked down to see that there was a thin red string around your wrist.  "What the hell?“ You muttered, tugging on it experimentally. The string was around your wrist, and it lead all the way out the door into the main area. It was attached to something else.

You heard some distressed noises coming from the main area, which sounded strangely like Jeongin. Setting the mug on the counter near you, you padded out from the back to see what you were connected to and what Jeongin’s problem was.

Your eyes became the size of plates as you realized that he, too, had a red string around his wrist that was connected to your own.

"What is this?” You muttered, walking over to him. The boy’s scrutiny followed the rose-coloured fabric to see the link between the two of you. Before your very eyes, the string shortened until it was about two metres long. The both of you gaped at each other as cars passed the quiet cafe, their headlights shining into the windows as they went by.

* * *

After getting over the initial shock, you ended up taking Jeongin to your apartment. You couldn’t walk away from each other and there was no way you could stay in his college dorm. The two of you sat and decided to get to know each other, or at least the basics of each other’s character.

You didn’t know how long you’d be mysteriously attached.

You learned that it was his first year of college and he was older than you, though not by too much. He was a business major since it was a large topic that could be used for several different jobs. You were right to assume he was a vocalist, because he was. He loved to sing and even had a dream of becoming an idol. You found this all to be intriguing, you figured you wouldn’t mind his company.

“What about you?” He said suddenly, leaning over his arms on the table, “Tell me about yourself.”

You let a small smile grace your lips as you hummed, thinking. “Well,” You started, “I’m eighteen, and I plan to go to college next year. I work in the cafe because my family owns it, though I do most of the work, to be honest with you.”

“That’s weird,” Jeongin commented, “You just graduated and they’re making you do all the work? Plus, you moved out really early.”

You raised your shoulders in a shrug, “I have an older brother, but he barely ever shows up for work. To be fair, my parents pay me extra for the overtime my brother causes me.”

The conversation continued, you couldn’t pay attention to how long it’d been. Talking to Jeongin was strange because although you’d only known him for a few hours, you felt as though you’d known him for years. You were comfortable with him.

You soon moved to the topic of the string around your wrist, slightly begrudgingly. You didn’t want things to suddenly turn awkward because of what you thought was a myth.

The two of you were still calming from laughing over a story Jeongin told about his childhood. You sighed and gave him an apologetic look, “So, this string.”

The boy hummed, nodding, “Do you have any idea of what it is or what it could mean?”

“Well,” You chuckled nervously, “As a child, my family used to ramble about some red string that connected two people. Those two people would be destined to fall in love.”

Your guest hummed as he took in the information, his fingers drumming on the table, “So they’re… Soulmates?”

“Exactly.” You nodded, “But the problem is that in those stories, the string is invisible to the human eye. So I wouldn’t rely on it.”

Jeongin was quick to speak, “I heard those stories as well. But I heard an added detail; sometimes the string malfunctions, and you can actually see it when that happens. It disappears again during the next full moon.”

You massaged your temples at his remark. Those stories were myths. But then what would explain the string tied to the two of you? Were you really soulmates?

“Okay,” You said slowly, “Are you okay with staying here for the time being?”

“Yeah, it’s easiest. I have classes during the week, though..” He responded, trailing off nervously.

Smiling and standing, you shook your head as Jeongin hopped up as well, “I can take off of work to follow you around if I have to. I’m sure we can prove to your professors that I have to be there if they ask. Come on, it’s late and I have an air mattress you can sleep on.”

The older nodded and eagerly followed you into your bedroom and closet. Together, you lugged the air mattress out and set it next to your bed. Jeongin plugged it in and turned it on, letting it fill with air, as you pulled some blankets and pillows out for him and threw them on the mattress.

After struggling to do both of your nightly routines, you got yourselves sorted and said your goodnights.

* * *

The first night was rough because neither one of you could sleep. You were in shock still, and Jeongin was in a place he wasn’t used to, plus the shock. You were both lucky it was Friday. Morning came and went. You and Jeongin took turns showering, the other having to sit outside the door. It was slightly uncomfortable, you have to admit. It felt like you were hovering over each other’s shoulders all the time. You weren’t sure you were too fond of it.

As Jeongin was drying, you took out your phone to see when the next full moon would be. It was roughly a week away, exactly nine days. You could handle that… Right?

* * *

Later on, the same day, you were perched on your couch – with Jeongin, of course – reading a book. The boy next to you flipped through the TV channels aimlessly, dressed in some of the bigger, more comfy clothes you kept around the apartment. You made sure the articles of clothing you’d given him were your brother’s hand-me-downs. It was nothing special, a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. You were in similar attire; your own pair of sweats adorned your legs and a large white Puma hoodie covered your torso.

The sound of Jeongin heaving a sigh filled your ears and you turned your head to look at him. “There’s nothing good on,” He whined, tossing the remote aside after landing on some nature documentary about owls. “What’s your book about?” He asked curiously before you could respond, peeping over your shoulder. You chuckled at him and stuck your thumb on the page you were on before halfway closing the book to show him the cover.

“It’s a romantic novel,” You responded, watching him gawk over the well-designed cover, “It’s about the human race hundreds of years in the future. They live in space shuttles and ships because the Earth has undergone another ice age. A girl goes to another ship for a job and ends up falling in love with the captain, who is really strange and mysterious. It’s pretty good.”

“Woahhh,” Was apparently the only thing the older could muster as he gazed at the book, then back at you. “Are you enjoying it?”

You nodded quickly, letting a wide smile grace your face as you couldn’t help but geek out a little bit, “Yes! The characters are so well portrayed and the plot just sucks you in-”

Jeongin stopped listening, honestly. Because all he could focus on was the smile on your face and the twinkle in your eyes as you blabbered about the book you’d been reading.

How cute.

* * *

Later that day, the two of you decided to go to Jeongin’s dorm to move some of his clothes. He would be involuntarily staying with you for a week, after all. So you grabbed one of your duffel bags and hopped in the car to drive him to the college he was attending.

Upon exiting the car (both of you had to climb out of the passenger side), you realized it would probably be awkward to go into the boys’ dorm with him. You were a woman, after all, and the two of you were bound by a red string. Could others even see the string as you could? You weren’t sure.

That being said, you let the crisp autumn air envelope your skin as you stepped out of the car, the wind blowing your hair into your face. Fixing the beanie on your head, you gave Jeongin a small smile as you began to follow him towards the building. The boy gave a small chuckle, “Don’t worry, (Y/N). We won’t be here long.”

A light pink dusted your cheeks. “You could tell?” You let out a sheepish chuckle, “Am I that obvious? This is going to be so awkward.”

“Nah,” The older responded as he held the door to the main lobby open for you, “It’s okay. I have a room to myself, anyway.”

You slipped into the dorm building with a small thanks, relishing in the warmth it offered. “Really?” You looked at him from the corner of your eye, “Lucky.”

Jeongin stepped back ahead of you, grabbing the string that connected the two of you to drag you along at a faster pace, “I dunno. It’s nice for studying but it can get boring otherwise.”

Humming, you let him drag you up the stairs and down the halls to his room, the duffel bag in your other hand. As he unlocked the door, you immediately slipped in before he could and threw the large bag down to look around your companion’s living space. It was modest and shockingly clean for a freshman in college such as himself. You could imagine that Chan’s room was probably the opposite.

“Come onnn,” The inhabitant of the room whined, picking up the bag with one hand and grabbing yours with the other to take you to his bedroom.

* * *

It didn’t take too long to get Jeongin’s things. The two of you were back at your apartment in a matter of thirty minutes. After helping the older put his things in an orderly fashion in your apartment, all you wanted to do was rest. Your new (temporary) roommate, however, insisted that you help him study. So, here you sat. You were across from him at your kitchen table, reading from neatly made flashcards he had taken the time to create. You couldn’t have cared less about what you were saying, but a smile remained on your face. When the child-like teen got literally anything correct, he would give a toothed smile. His eyes would sparkle before turning into little crescents and he would let out a small, proud giggle.

How cute.

* * *

You were dreading having to go to Jeongin’s classes with him. Through an encounter with the lady at your apartment building’s lobby, you learned that others around you couldn’t see the fiery string that bound both of you to each other. Maybe you could sneak into the lectures, the older boy had said that they hold about one hundred people per lecture. With that, you could infer that it was a large university (you’d seen the campus, after all, and it was huge) and also probably a good university. You might be fake attending college with prodigies!

When expressing this to Jeongin on the way there, you were laughed at. But his laugh was not teasing or making fun, it was soft and amused.

“There are plenty of mediocre students,” He said, “Seoul is just so large that a lot of the colleges around the area have thousands of students. Seoul University is the most popular, but that doesn’t mean it’s the most successful.”

Glancing at the rearview mirror as you drove, you let out a puff of air as you mumbled under your breath, “For a freshman in college, you sure sound wise.”

Yet another laugh filled your ears. You couldn’t help but smile.

* * *

The day went by quicker than you anticipated. People had asked you several times if you were Jeongin’s girlfriend, to which you let a soft pink dance across your cheeks as you told them that you weren’t. Soon enough, you were eating lunch. Then you just went home, since Jeongin had only three classes that day. Tomorrow he’d have five, then the next day only one. And all of them were mostly different classes!

College confused you. You were starting to reconsider even going.

When you got back to the apartment, the two of you lazed around and spent time together doing nothing. At night, you helped the boy study. This became a routine.

Wake up, shower, eat, go to university with Jeongin, come home, do nothing, eat, study, and go to bed. You didn’t realize just how much you would end up missing it.

It was the night of the full moon that you realized it.

* * *

As you were putting the colour coded vocabulary cards in Jeongin’s bag, you heard the college student’s voice pipe up from behind you, “It’s night. I can see the moon, but we’re still bound.”

“I think we need to wait ‘til morning,” You replied, zipping up the bag as you turned to face him, “Maybe the moon needs time to do its job.”

He nodded with a small hum. His scrutiny was fixated on the moon that could be seen from your kitchen window. The moonlight gently caressed his smooth skin in the most perfect of ways. His high cheekbones seemed even more prominent, but not too sharply prominent. It was a soft contour that made you want to take a picture of the beautiful human in front of you.

You thought about that picture as the two of you headed to bed. And you were shocked when you awoke at ten in the morning, the boy you’d grown feelings for no longer present. As you sat up and looked around, you realized he’d folded the blankets neatly on top of his bed. All of his things were gone. As you wandered the apartment in a depressed daze, you noticed that he’d also left you a note on the kitchen table.

Thank you for dealing with me and helping me so much, (Y/N). I wanted to let you sleep in, so I left for class as usual. I hope I can see you again soon, and I really hope that the string wasn’t an entire malfunction.

- Jeongin

Sighing, you set the handwritten note down and rubbed your temples. What did he mean by that? Was he coming back?

* * *

It was that evening you saw him again. You were huddled up on your couch, watching The Princess and the Frog, because what else was there to do at a time like this? Nothing.

Hearing a knock at your door, you let a groan slip from between your lips as you stood – leaving the blanket around your shoulders – and padded over to the door. Upon opening it, your mouth formed a perfect o as you gazed upon Jeongin himself. He had a nervous smile on his face as he held a bouquet of white roses as well as a box of chocolates.

“I was thinking,” He said, “And I know that the string tied us together for a reason. I- I think you’re my soulmate, (Y/N).”

You gave a bright smile as you nodded happily, gently taking the gifts he’d held out to you, “I think you’re my soulmate too, Jeongin… In fact, I know you are.”

His smile grew brighter, “So.. wanna hit the cafe for a late night date?”

“Sounds perfect.”

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little stars - felix x g.n reader

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fluff but if you read it in a very certain way it could be implicit? it isn’t meant to be. just pure ramblings about Felixs freckles :))

you were lying in bed, head resting on Felix’s chest, hand in hand. he was staring at you like you were his whole universe, like every breath he takes is for you, and that’s because you are. you know that. you can hear it in his words, taste it on his tongue, see it in his every action- his determination to win. even in simple moments like this you know no one else could ever love you like Lee Felix can. you find yourself hoping he sees the same in you. every planet, supernova, comet, every little star. but it’s a pointless endeavour- one look at his eyes tells you yes.

you lazily drag your finger across his bare chest, faintly feeling his rapid heartbeat as you let your subconscious guide you. up his neck, across his jaw, landing on his cheek. he wasn’t particularly paying attention to your finger- he was more focused on your blissful gaze, full of love and shining like the sun. he knows he’s blushing- blushing hard, staining his honey skin a rose pink at your intimate actions. you’re blushing too, to an extent. two young lovers, inexperienced, finding the world together. just how you want your lives to be.

you find yourself linking his freckles together, drawing lines between them like you’re looking for constellations. quietly, breaking the sweet silence of the bedroom, you begin to count, “1, 2, 3..” barely above a whisper. you feel like a Greek philosopher looking for the Gods in the night sky. your Felix is similar, though, because he, too, is made of stardust. he couldn’t help but smile. you look so content lying like this that he couldn’t help but smile. to you, it’s brighter than any sun could ever hope to be. 

“what’re you doing, my love.” he asks, despite the answer being clear. he just wants to hear your voice- clear like church bells and prettier than any choir. he couldn’t stand the silence when you looked so perfect. it feels like a necessity is being kept from him; like being allowed to look at water and not drink it, being held underwater but seeing the coast. his deep voice shook you straight to your core, the rumbling in his chest only furthering the impact. it was holy, like some sort of call to prayer or a call to respond.

“I’m counting your freckles. I think you have a new one.” you finally say, barely above a whisper. it’s right below one of his eyelashes, too pale for those not well-versed in the face of Lee Felix to notice. but, you stare at his freckles like stars in the night-sky so it was only natural that you would spot it. he giggles, the same rumble of his chest rushing through you, and pulls you into him a little bit tighter. his laughter makes your whole world light up- it feels so bright that it could’t possibly be real. but it is, and it’s yours, and you couldn’t feel more lucky. 

Lee Felix and his little stars were yours, forever.

Pairing: Changbin x Reader

Word count: 856

Genre: Fluff | Romance | Non-idol AU

Summary: You relax on the balcony of your penthouse apartment while after your fiancé had just come home from work.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs | Cigarette use

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[4:06]

Never in a million years would you have thought that you’d end up in this situation. As you stand on the balcony, leaning against the metal railing with a cigarette hanging from your fingers, the view of an entire city spayed out right in front of you, courtesy of your fiancé. 

Your ears are filled with the sound of the city still alive and the music softly playing from your speakers. 

You hear the sound of the front door opening, the lock clicking after it closes. Footsteps approach the balcony door and you hear it sliding open right before arms wrap around your waist and a chin rests on your shoulder. 

“Honey, I’m home.”  The familiar smell of his cologne floods your senses, your eyes closing slightly as it sends relief and comfort rushing throughout your system. “I thought I told you not to wait up for me when I’m working late.”

“You know that I can’t sleep without you, my love,” you hum. “How was work?” you ask as you lift your hand up to comb your fingers through Changbin’s hair while the other puts out your cigarette against the ashtray sitting on the rail. 

“You know how it is,” he sighs. “I’m just glad to finally be home with you. I told the boys I’m off for the week. What do you wanna do, baby? We can head out somewhere, maybe fly out to Greeze—I could take you to Thailand. Spend a few days away from everything with just the two of us.”

“Sounds romantic,” you hum. Changbin spins you gently by the waist so that you’re facing him.  “Well, hello handsome.”  Your hand raises to cup his face when he smiles widely. His own hand raises to hold yours and brings it to his lips where he presses a kiss to your knuckles.  “Why so generous?”

“Chan doesn’t need me for the next week or so. Felix and Jeongin sold almost three months worth of it. I’ve just got more than a hundred thousand on me, baby. I wanna pamper my darling for the week,” Changbin hums against your skin. 

“You’ve pampered me enough, Binnie,” you chuckle. “I wouldn’t be in this penthouse if I wasn’t pampered by you. And I definitely wouldn’t be here this young if you weren’t part of one of the biggest drug trafficking networks in the world.” 

“It’s part of my charm, (Y/n),” he jokes. “Plus, you would’ve left a long time ago if you didn’t like what I did for a living.” 

“As long as I don’t get in on the actual drugs, I will still stay with you,” you claim softly.  “I love you, Changbin.” 

“I love you too, baby.” Changbin leans forward and presses a kiss to your forehead, then your nose, then your lips, where he lingers for a moment longer. When he pulls away, he looks at you with pure love in his eyes. “Now, about that trip; how do you feel about Seychelles?” 

“As long as I’m with you, I don’t care about where we go. I don’t care about any of the money either, baby—I just want to be with you,” you sigh in content as you pull him back into your arms to bury your face in his shirt. 

“Oh, I almost forgot.” He pulls away slightly and reaches into the pocket of his pants, “I got you something.” 

“How many times am I supposed to tell you that I don’t need more gifts,” you sigh with a smile as you watch Changbin rummage through his pockets. 

“It’s all worth it for me, honey,” he reassures you just as he pulls a small box out of his pocket. “I told you I’d get you a proper engagement ring since I proposed to you in the middle of the ocean on a yacht when we were being gunned down by the cops.” 

“Changbin…”

Changbin pulls the dark blue box out in front of you and pulls the top open. Your shoulders relax slightly when you see the ring, a small gasp leaving your lips. Your biggest fear when you had started dating Changbin was that he would go too over the top with his gifts, but at the end of the day, no one knows you better than him as you stare at the silver engagement ring topped with a diamond that doesn’t seem too flashy. 

“I know how much you hate big diamonds, so I chose something that’s small and classy,” he says as he pulls the ring out of the box. “How does it look, baby?” 

“I love it,” you sigh as you let him slip it onto your finger. “I love you. You didn’t have to even get me a diamond ring—I would’ve been happy with a soju cap.”

“I want to give you the best, my love,” Changbin insists as he keeps his eyes trained on the ring on your finger, “and now I can finally show off my pretty fiance with their pretty ring.” He raises your hand yet again, but this time, his lips touch against the ring. “I love this. I love seeing this ring on your finger knowing that this means we’re getting married. I love just being with you, (Y/n).”

“I love you, too, Changbin.” 

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ceo hyunjin

golden boy <3

me:

my body: meori apeuda

minho: h-

jisung: i just took a dna test turns out you’re 100% the love of my life

the fact that changbin could cuss you out in .5 seconds because he talks so fast is the scariest shit ever but also kind of hot

side effects is better than miroh. change my mind.

oh my, my, my.

can i please give you the world? because that’s what you deserve

hey pretty boy let’s get married

boys. you can shut the FUCK up now please it’s not fair to be that fucking attractive.

so as we know, recently hyunjoon, woojin, and hoseok (mx) have left their groups (all of whom i write for). i’m kind of iffy about doing this, but to respect the decisions of having left their groups, i will not write for these three beginning next comebacks. for example, i will continue to write for woojin until dec. 7, and the others whenever their former groups release a new album.

this will apply to all future idols who leave their groups. please respect my decision to do this. i’m sorry and thank you.

hot moments like these

idol:hwanghyunjin× reader

genre: it’s hot lol but not really smut ig?

warnings:make out session and hickeys

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hyunjin carried you into your bedroom before sitting down onto the bed, you in his lap. he kissed your lips passionately but slow. your hands were gripping his shirt tightly, desperately wanting it to be off.

yethyunjin continued devouring your lips in a hot kiss but eventually started to roam his hands around your body, taking extra care of your butt by squeezing it softly. the teasing action making you pull away from the kiss while heavily breathing in and out. you stared into his dark eyes, them holding so much care and love whilst your faces were inches away from another.

“you’re so beautiful.”, he whispered, dipping back into your now swollen lips, kissing them more gentle this time.

you slowly pushed him back a little so his one hand needed to support his weight on the bed while the other one was tangled in your silky hair. you tilted your head to the side to deepen the steamy kiss.

both of you ran out of breath. hyunjin broke the kiss but nevertheless carried on spreading kisses and hickeys on your neck and jaw.

intimate moments like these were your favourite. where it’s just you and him. where no one is able to bother you in any way. moments you only shared when you were missing each other. when you wanted to show love to one another. everything about this was so romantic, you wish it would never end.

“stop giving me so much hickeys, you know i can’t cover all of them.”, you chuckled at him, looking back into the now lust tinted eyes.

“come on, i know you love them.”, hyunjin answered breathlessly.

“yeah, i do a lot. but you’re not the only one who’s going to see me. we’ll meet my parents in a few days.”, you smiled and massaged the back of his neck between your fingers, your other hand was trailing down his chest.

“it’s winter, you can wear a scarf.”, he smirked at you.

you laughed at him before thinking about the way your mom would react seeing all those dark red marks sprawled around your cleavage and neck.

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“you know i love you, right?.”, hyunjin whispered into the silence.

“i love you too, baby.”, you grinned and dived back in to kiss his lips once more. and there you were, back at making out again. by now you were laying underneath his slim body, touching and pulling and the strands of his black hair.

“your body is so perfect, shit.”, he said as he discarded your hoodie, only to be greeted by your glowing skin.

“so is yours.”, you replied.

“but i think it’s my time now to give you some hickeys.”, you pushed him down and straddled his hips like you were doing earlier. and immediately you were sucking purple marks everywhere possible:)

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oooooo, tumblr blocked this wtf HAHAHAHA but now it’s up again ig?

alone time

idol:bang chan × reader

genre: angst, but fluff at the end (kinda)

warnings:harsh language but not that harsh, it’s mean

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“can’t you just leave me on my own?”, chan’s voice rang through the room. his cocky words hitting you hard.

“but i just-”

“no! stop it. stop excusing yourself when you know its your fault!”, he yelled, making you jump and back away immediately.

“you guys okay?”, changbin stepped into the room, interrupting the loud discussion you and chan were having.

“yes, everything is perfectly fine.”, chan responded angrily while glaring at you. you were only trying to take care of him, treat him and show him your love, but in his eyes it was a mistake.

“yo, it doesn’t seem like it.”, changbin said. he took notice of your shaking form: your hands fiddled with your bag, your head hung low, tears dripped down onto the floor and quiet sobs escaped your mouth. clearly nothing was fine.

“forget it, just leave me and y/n on our own.”, chan sternly replied.

“and what? listen to how you yell at your girlfriend for taking care of you because you can’t return it for her? no, definitely not.”, changbin argued.

“you don’t understand.”, chan responded, looking at your crying figure. eventually his heart started to ache. he hurt you so badly even though you were trying your best. he knew how insecure and sensitive you were, how you thought that you weren’t good enough for him, that you were someone who was just being annoying.

“i won’t yell at her, just leave us alone.”, chan pleaded and changbin left, but waited at the door in case something happens.

changbin was protecting you over the last days, taking care of you because apparently you couldn’t. tucking you into your bedsheets and cooking meals for you. you were having a hard time, and since chan was busy on his own, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

chan sighed, feeling horrible for ruining your head like that. he didn’t know what to do. you were crying, but still holding in everything. if you wanted to, you would have screamed and hit yourself for being a bad girlfriend.

you didn’t know for how long you were standing there and crying your heart out. everything seemed useless.

“y/n i’m sorry for being such an asshole to you.”, chan’s words filled the silence.

you weren’t able to respond, instead you rushed towards him and hugged him as tight as possible. chan immeadeatly hugged you back, going back and forth while stroking your hair and keeping you close and safe.

“don’t leave me. i’ll try and be better.”, you sobbed.

“no, don’t change. i will treat you better from now and and be there for you. i’m so sorry, okay. i don’t know what has gotten into me, i’m sorry.”, he sniffed.

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it’s not proofread oops, but i hope it’s understandable and i pray that i responded to this request well:(

blurbs / hyung line

idols: hyung line × reader

genre:super kjut

warnings:none

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chan

“chan?”, you croaked out while poking his puffy cheek.

“yes, babygirl.”

“are you asleep?”, you whispered to him.

“i mean it’s 2am, what do you think?.”, he laughed tiredly as you hit his chest playfully.

“what’s wrong, you okay?”, his eyes were locked with yours before he gently wipes a few hair strands out of your face.

“i can’t sleep.”, you then admit, caressing his cheek.

“is it the stress?”, he asked and you only nodded.

but then he pulled you more into his chest to give you a big hug. “that’s okay my babygirl, you work a lot, it’s fine yeah?”

“yeah, it’s okay.”, you mumbled against his neck. “thank you.”, you continued and kissed the spot softly.

“how about we watch a movie? i guess we could fall asleep from it.”, chan suggests and you immediately agreed.

“i love you.”, were the words you told him before you pushed your lips against his in a loving kiss.

woojin

“good morning.”, you rumbled as you entered the bathroom where woojin was changing.

“wanna hug.”, you then mumbled before hugging his torso.

“you look tired. go back to bed and rest a bit babe.”, woojin said before ruffling your hair and pecking your head.

“but i wanna spend some time with you before you leave.”, you whined and hugged him even closer to your freezing body.

“you’re cute, but you do so much, i want you to rest.”, woojin replied while cupping your puffy morning cheeks.

“i want cuddles.”, you whispered out of the blue and he could only smile at your tired and exhausted state.

“then let me get ready real quick and then we’ll cuddle before i go, okay?” you nodded.

you huddled back to bed and tangled into the sheets, but right before you realized, you were back asleep.

whenwoojin got out of the bathroom, he chuckled, of course you fell asleep. you were so stressed these days and all he wanted was you to rest and sleep enough.

he made his way towards your peaceful sleeping body and sat beside you while stroking your hair lightly. he admired you for a bit, but then noticed he was going to be late for today’s practice. 

“good night, my angel.”

minho

“you comfortable?”, minho asked while adjusting himself.

“yeah, more than that.”, you quietly said, looking up at him lovingly.

“i missed you.”, you told him.

“i missed you too, so so much.”, minho admit, coming closer to your face by each second passing by, and before you knew it, he was kissing you passionately. he pulled away and you rested your head onto his chest.

“are you okay?”, he then asked, noticing your rather stressful sigh.

“it’s just getting too much right now, you know work and stuff. i want to be able to see you more often.”, you pouted.

“that would be great, but soon it’s christmas. i promise to spend a lot of time with you, my babygirl.”

“that means you would stay for the nights?”, you smiled at him.

“if you want me to, then i will.”, he giggled.

“i love you.”

“i love you more, y/n.

changbin

both of you were quiet as you relaxed to the sound of sizzling fire and cracking wood. it was really late at night but you and changbin decided to enjoy the dim and warm atmosphere.

"you tired?”, changbinasked.

“yeah, a little bit, but i like this.”, you giggled at yourself. “what about you?”

“i like this as well, but i’m really tired.”, he yawned.

“that’s okay.”, you smiled, brushing your thumb against his cheek. “do you wanna sleep here or in bed?”, you continued.

“here, it’s comfortable.”, he took a deep breath, smelling your sweet scent.

“i’ll get a blanket and a big pillow.”, you stood up from the couch, kissed his cheek and left the living room. meanwhile, changbin was readjusting the couch, making it from a couch to a small bed.

you came back and handed him the bed sheets and pillows. you turned out all the lights in your apartment before joining him to sleep.

“good night my baby.”, changbinwhispered.

he was back hugging you, all cuddled up into your neck while caressing your hand gently. and eventually both of you fell asleep.

gesture of love

idol:kim seungmin × reader

genre:angst

warnings: pure sadness lol

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the evening started off with plenty of work you had to get done by tomorrow afternoon. life was stressful and the less you got done, the more you got riled up with everything. 

luckily,seungmin was coming home today from a full week of practicing, causing him to stay at the dorms all week long. even though you had to finish really important stuff, you still wanted to greet your boyfriend in a proper way.

you cooked food for him, and cleaned the whole apartment until your limbs started to hurt. it was definitely a tough day, but at least he’s going to be happy about your surprise.

when you heard the doorbell ring, you jumped out of chair, running to open it quickly. the door revealed a tired, but kinda happy seungmin. he looked pretty devastated and he probably planned on going to bed right away. 

but you hoped that it won’t turned out like that and that he will be happy about your present for him.

“hey, baby.”, you grinned and hugged him really tightly. it wondered you why his grip on your waist was so loose, it didn’t feel like he was excited to see you again.

“is everything alright?”, you nibbed onto your lower lip.

“uhm, yeah. what made you think that?”, he knitted his eyebrows.

“oh, it was nothing. you just seem so off.”, you weakly smiled.

“you know i practiced all week. i’m going to sleep.”, he scoffed and stepped inside.

“are you not hungry?”, you then asked.

“i ate earlier that day.”, he replied harshly.

“but i cooked for you.”, your lips curved downwards.

“too bad. i don’t want to eat.”, he closed the bathroom door, leaving you alone in the hallway.

was everything useless? the effort you put in?

the now cold food? 

“okay.”, you mumbled into the air and walked back into the kitchen, where you set a prepared table for the two of you. seems like you were the only one sitting at it tonight.

it was stress. you told yourself. he wasn’t mad at you, right? he was just tired and exhausted. 

you ate your self-made meal on your own. it felt really unromantic since the candle wasn’t even lit up. the food wasn’t even served properly, just smashed onto your plate. and the room was really dark, so no one could see the tears streaming down your cheeks. it was really useless, you had to admit.

you finished half of the food, before packing it up into plastic boxes and containers for tomorrow. actually, you had planned on watching a movie. maybe he wanted to join you, so you decided to ask him.

when you entered the bedroom, with a few dvd’s in your hand, you found your boyfriend sitting on the bed scrolling through social media.

“do you want to watch a movie?”, you nicely asked.

“no.”, he just said.

“why?”, your head hung low.

“just leave, i said i don’t want to watch one.”, he cursed.

“i was just asking.”, you spoke before leaving the room.

you watched one of the selected movies, before you decided on going to bed. you planned on sleeping on the couch since you didn’t want to face seungmin. it was the better option in your opinion.

the night was uncomfortable and cold. you were too frightened to ask him for another blanket. 

the things he did to you.

the next day came in fast. seungmin walked into the living room to see you all asleep and curled up into a ball. 

normally, he would wake you up with a kiss or a hug, but today it was different. he did nothing, instead he took out the food from yesterday and started to eat it.

you then woke up and noticed his presence. 

“good morning.”, you whispered and slide onto the chair next to him.

“morning.”, he said.

“is the food good?”, you smiled.

“it’s okay.”

you frowned.

after he ate up the food. he headed out of the door and quickly you rushed behind him to say goodbye.

you hugged him from behind.

“y/n!”, he cursed again.

“why are you so harsh with me?”, you then asked quietly.

“y/n listen. you’re damn clingy.”, he turned around and spoke, clearly annoyed by you.

“what?”, your eyes went wide.

“what did i do wrong!”, you snapped.

“you never leave me alone! just let me be, god damn!”, he yelled.

“go.”, was the last word of you before pushing him out of your apartment. 

you cried the whole night, it was just a gesture of love.

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i want to cry at my own imagine oop

saturday morning

idol:yang jeongin × reader

genre:soft heh

warnings:no

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it was weekend, and both of you had no plans for today. so sleeping in was the best option to choose.

jeongin was hugging you from behind while both of you were snoring lightly. sleeping in was definitely something both of you needed after having what felt like the most stressful week of all time.

“what time is it?”, you mumbled tiredly.

“who cares, we have nothing to do.”, he whispered back.

“but we can’t stay in bed all day.”, you sighed.

“oh yes we can.”, jeongin replied and tightened the grip around your waist, pulling you even closer into his embrace.

“but we should eat something, baby.”, you then said.

“let’s do it later, i want to sleep.”

“okay.”, you whispered back as you took his hand and spread a few kisses on it before falling into a deep slumber again.

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yay