Anon asked: Hi I was wondering if you could do a nct dream or stray kids (if you write for them yet I totally understand if you don’t) to you getting really clingy and your not usually clingy then find out later that you were really tired and stressed and you just wanted some love. Also I love your writing and think you are one of the best kpop writers out there!!
I hope this isn’t too repetitive. I tried as best as I could to make it a bit different to the dream one.
This is also my first Stray Kids request I’ve done, so I really hope its good
-Admin Lionheart
Chan:
Chan would be a bit awkward whenever you were being clingy. He would just kind of laugh awkwardly as you wrapped yourself around him and would only be able to handle it fro short periods of time. He would try his best to keep you unstressed as much as possible.
Woojin:
I feel like woojin would also get very awkward whenever you got clingy. So much so, that he would try and help you avoid anything that stressed you out because he didn’t know how well he would be able to help you if you got past a certain point.
Minho:
Honestly, it would be a major ego boost for Minho whenever you needed him like that. He would love that he was one of, if not the, only things that could calm you down and destress you. Your clinginess would be accepted with wide arms.
Changbin:
Changbin would become so soft for his s/o whenever they got clingy. His tough rapper appearence would melt instantly as soon as he felt your arms wrapp around his waist. It didn’t matter where you were or who you were with; if you needed him, he was there.
Hyunjin:
This boy would just take it. He would be so used to it that he didn’t even really let it affect him that much. He would continue to do whatever it was that he needed to, but just with you attached to his side, which was never a bad thing in his eyes. *You’re Chan*
Jisung:
Jisung would love, love, love his s/o being a little clingy. He would find it adorable and would just take it as an excuse to keep you by his side no matter where he went. Needs to practice? His s/o goes with. Has to run a couple errands? His s/o is there, too. He would love the attention, so much it hurt.
Felix:
Felix would PANIC. He would be fine as long as you were just holding onto his arm, or pressed to his side, but as soon as his s/o began to do anything else, he would freak out. Especially in public. This smol, “manly” bean would be destroyed by his s/o every time, in the best way possible.
Seungmin:
Seungmin would just like that it gave his the chance to look at and admire his s/o. He would enjoy watching you fall asleep while snuggled up against him and would just enjoy being around his s/o for whatever reason, good or bad.
Jeongin:
Honestly, as much as he loved his s/o, I get the feeling that he would find the lying. a little overwhelming. He would let you do what you wanted for a certain amount of time until he just couldn’t handle it anymore and then he would kind of hide from them (not in a very good spot) for a little while.
anon asked: Can you do a reaction if stray kids parents didn’t accept their s/o because they’re foreign… Pleaseeee ❤️❤️
I really hope that this is good… I honestly have no clue what I’m doing rn ♀️
-Admin Lionheart
Chan:
I feel like it wouldn’t be the end of the world if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. While he did respect the opinions and what not, he would decide that the love he chooses for himself would be more important than someones approval.
Woojin:
Woojin would be heart broken if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. I get the feeling that he would be really torn in this situation about whats more important to him; love or his family.
Minho:
I get the feeling that Minho would feel like he had to break up with you if his parents didn’t approve. Not because he would want to, but because that’s what society would say he has to do in order to keep a relationship with his family.
Changbin:
I get the feeling that changbin wouldn’t give up super easily. He would try and convince his parents that you’re good enough for him. Meanwhile, he would continue to date you in secret until he could get his parents’ approval.
Hyunjin:
Hyunjin would be crushed if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. He would love you so much, but his parents approval would be so important to him that he wouldn’t actually know what to do.
Jisung:
I feel like Jisung wouldn’t like that his parents don’t approve of his s/o, but it wouldn’t change anything between you two. He would stick the mentality that they’ll like you in time.
Felix:
Felix’s situation would probably be very similar to Bangchan’s since they are both foreigners. In the off chance that his parents actually didn’t like his s/o, it wouldn’t be a huge deal to him. He would probably just try to convince them to see you the way he does.
Seungmin:
This sweet boy would really be at such a crossroads. His love for his s/o would be irreplaceable, but his love for his parents is a whole other story. He would want to have to pick and choose who he could have in his life and would ultimately just ignore the conflict until it resolved itself.
Jeongin:
If Jeongin’s parents didn’t like his s/o, it would be the first major conflict in his life. He would have no idea who’s side he was supposed to be on or how he was supposed to deal with it. He would probably just straight up panic until someone helped him figure his life out
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?”
Summary: Remembering the old times when you were just a simple STAY was not the right choice
A/N: Y/F/N= your fanbase name
Since Bangchan’s VLive your group gained popularity because more STAYS couldn’t stop talking about Felix’s reaction to both your MV and connection with his leader. But as your fame growned thank to that little interaction so did haters. They would mostly attack you because “Oh My GoD sHe iS fRiEnD wItH bAnGcHaN” and other things that weren’t even close to reality.
-Y/N manager wants to know when you are up for a solo VLive.- asked your leader popping her head in your shared bedroom. It had been a while since you did a solo Live, it was since what happened during Chan’s, your staff asked you to avoid it for a while and then hateful comments started floding like no tomorrow and you were too scared to do a Live alone, now, is not like you care much about what people says about you, but you don’t want your group mates to be dragged into it.
-I don’t know, maybe tomorrow or next week. It really depends.- she gave you a stern look, she knew why you were being like this, the two of you would spend hours talking about the issue. -I just don’t want to read how of a…-
-ah ah. Take down your phone. I’ll tell her you want to do it tomorrow.- she interrupted you.
-But…-
-No, buts. I would be there, maybe I can ask the others to come as well so you are more comfortable.- you thanked her, thinking of how lucky you were to have such an amazing leader like her.
The next day you were ready to face Y/F/N and your haters as well but you were not anxious at all, not when your leader, roomate and best friend was there with you.
-Is this thing on?- you asked at the manager behind it. -is been like what? Two weeks and I forgot how this works. Hi Y/F/N sorry for not coming here lately but I was… busy.- you said and then checked the comment section.
-“Have you meet Felix yet?” it depends, as a STAY I did meet him once as Y/S/N not yet.- you answered, then, of course, everyone(well not everyone but you get me?) wanted to know since when you were a STAY and you answered since the survival show. -I swear, I cried my eyes out when Felix got eliminated and also when he came back. I almost threw my phone but then my mum would have killed me.- you said smiling at the memory.
-“Favourite SKZ bside”- you knew it was meant to expose you as a fake stan but you didn’t care much. -극과극(N/S) because its when I meet Stray Kids in my mum’s resturant.- you answered and then proceded to sang the song, just for fun, but also to make haters aware that you indeed were a STAY. After that comment your phone vibrated telling you someone had sent you a text messagge so you cheked it. It was Felix.
-Oh so Felix, hi oppa, is watching the Live and he texted me all in cap “SO IT WAS YOU” with multiples question marks, I think he rembered what happend that day.- reading the comments you laughed, it was funny how everyone wanted to know about that. -I don’t know if I can, like maybe Felix oppa doesn’t want you to know…- your attention was once again on your phone and you laughed again. -Nevermind, he gave me permission to tell you, so…- you took a deep breath. -Ok. So they were dancing and having fun just outside my mum’s resturant that day and I was just helping her around and doing my homework. At some point of the day they walked inside and my mum asked me to take their order, and I did it. Please don’t ask me how I survived, then Bangchan and Felix came to pay and me being stupid I went “ehy I really love your australian accent. Is very *with an austrial accent* nice” they smiled, payed and left. The thing is they did not spoke english that day so I guess they new I was a STAY but said nothing.- at the end of your story both the staff and your leader laughed at you, not being aware of this moment in your live.
-YAH don’t laugh, is not funny. They would tease me forever for this. Now…- you read some other comments, answering them or laughing or also giggling at how cheesy some F/N/B were being. After an hour you decided it was time to go, also because you had dance practice to attend. -It was nice coming back to talk to you my dear F/N/B see you next time.- you waved goodbye at the camera and turned off the app.
-See it wasn’t that hard, now. You really told them you love their accent?- you remembered how you also told them, out of the blue how you wanted to learn it but decided to keep it a secret for now. Your leader, staff, groupmates and ncitizens had already something to tease you now. Once in the dance practice room you meet the rest of the group which was already making fun of you.
-Oh, I love your australian accent oppa- mimicked the maknae and you wanted to slap her but the way she said that made you laugh.
-I hate you. Now can we practice or…- you asked and they stand up so fast you jumped for the little scare they gave you and before starting stretching you checked your phone to see if Bangchan texted you but found just a text from Felix that read: “If you still want to learn how to have an australian accent when speaking english, I’ll be happy to give you some lessons” you smiled and left your phone on the desk before joining the girls.
-Please take that stupid smile off your face, you look so in love.- one of the girls teased you.
-Ehy not my fault I’m living in a wattpad story.-you said making everyone laugh.
>>Pairing:Yang Jeongin (dom) x fem!reader (sub) | idol!jeongin x secret gf!reader
>>Word Count:1.5k
>>Genre: Drabble / Requested / Smut
>>Warnings/Kinks: Begging, breast play, biting, cockwarming, cum eating, cum play, exhibitionism, hair pulling, marking, overstimulation, praise, pool sex, saliva, scratching, and unprotected sex
The heat of the sun shun down on your bare skin, warming it up as your lower half was emerged in the blissfully cold water.
All you could do was lean against the concrete of the side of the pool as you watched the sun set across the city. It was oddly serene despite the buzz of traffic that could be heard below the hotel and the slightest worry that someone would come up on that roof and see you.
Promising Jeongin that you’d meet him here after his concert would’ve been a massive mistake if anyone found you, but, to be fair, no one ever did.
Maybe his company made sure of that or the hotel simply didn’t have a lot of swimming fans. You’d never know for sure.
The sky turned a brilliant mixture of orange and red as the moon started to rise and the sun began to seep past the horizon.
You were well aware of the pruning of your fingers but the sight in front of you was too beautiful to force yourself out of the water.
Plus, the man you were waiting for has finally entered. Turning around, Jeongin smiles at you as he walks towards you, quietly closing the door behind him as he enters the rooftop area.
“Can I join, pretty girl?”, the pet name brings a bright smile to your face and you nod, allowing him to take your hand once he got undressed to ease him into the chilling water. With the sun disappearing and night taking over, the water became a bit colder and the temperature caused your body to jolt with a shiver.
“One of these days we might get caught”, Jeongin nuzzled his nose against your skin, watching as the goosebumps spread in his wake. Finding out the man you loved had a bitof an exhibitionism kink was a little surprise when you first started dating but, as the months went by, you realized you had one too. The excitement that comes with being caught riled you both up beyond belief.
Thus, adrenaline pumped through your veins from his words, turning around in his hold to meet the lustful abyss of your lover’s eyes. A sinister smile spread across your face as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your body against his.
The sharp gasp that spilled out of his lips was anything but a surprise. You knew his body well and that was the same act you always did to get him riled up even further - to watch the fire ignite in his eyes. Well, that fire was slightly blossomed over with the full moon shimmering there instead but the point was just the same.
Jeongin squeezed your thighs and you wrapped them around his waist, feeling his erection press against your pelvis bone as he walked towards the edge of the pool. The light against the wall of the pool illuminated the sight hidden beneath the water, bringing bright attention to the way your bodies molded so perfectly together.
You watched as your boyfriend basked in that light and looked down, taking his cock in his hand to pump it a few times. It was dangerously close to your stomach and if you were in any other setting then you would’ve leaned down to suck it, but tonight was more of a quickie. All you two wanted was to be one again.
“You want it, baby? Do you want my big cock inside of you?”, he mumbled as he guided the tip along your clit, rubbing against the nerve gently and teasingly. He was always such a narcissistic tease and he wouldn’t give you what you wanted unless you were begging for it.
“Yes! Please, Jeongin. I need it”, and you truly did. Despite the lack of foreplay, you could feel your pussy clench around nothing at the meer thought of the man’s cock spreading it open, it’s thickness rubbing against your walls in the most delightful way.
Your boyfriend simply ignored you, deeming the begging not desperate enough as he squished your breasts together with his hands. His lips latched onto the skin of your neck and you were sure you’d have to wear a scarf tomorrow to cover the obvious display of possessiveness soon to be there.
You arched your back to press your breasts against his chest, rubbing your hard nipples against the skin in a desperate attempt to get more friction. Jeongin just gripped your hair to pull your head back, baring your neck to him in forced submission so he could mark more of the skin in his beautiful purple bruises.
“Please!Please”, your nails dragged across his back, grinding against his cock until the tip was rubbing against your clit. You moaned sweetly in his ear and that was all he needed to snap out of his trance.
“I didn’t tell you you could move, but you sound so fucking good that I can punish you later for it”, you almost let out a sigh of relief from his words as Jeongin backed you up further into the wall behind you, supporting your back as he trailed his cock to your entrance.
You both moaned into each others’ necks as his cock stretched you out, penetrating you with ease. Jeongin couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of your pussy lips wrapping around his dick, opening up to take him. He knew that was only for him and that fact made him push to bottom out in you.
“That’s so much better”, you giggle as you move your head from his neck, looking down at him as he held you up. You were finally full like you wanted and the moon shun down on Jeongin like his own personal spotlight.
How fitting.
“I missed your little cunt so much”, his hand trailed down to your stomach, pressing down so he could see the roundness of his cock inside of you. You were so warm and so was he, a nice contrast to the freezing water around you both. Your arms wrapped around his neck to keep him close as he started to snap his hips up into your’s, rubbing against your walls as you clenched around him.
“I missed you too”, the words spilled past your lips softly as you held back the moan threatening to cut them off. Your nails dig into his back, leaving scratches along the skin as your own mark of possession. Jeongin groaned from the pain and pleasure, biting into your shoulder softly when he heard someone pass by the door to the roof.
“Fuck,Jeongin. I thought no one was supposed to be up here”, adrenaline coursed through your veins at the thought of being caught. Your boyfriend pulled his head away after lapping at the bite mark like an eager puppy, coating your shoulder in saliva.
“Don’t worry, it’s still blocked off”, your worries left you as Jeongin started to thrust into that perfectspot along your walls, making you cry out louder than you should’ve. Your lips met in an attempt to keep quiet, trying to keep your sounds to yourselves rather than let them get to the people on the streets below.
“Right there!”, you cry out as the knot starts to form in your stomach, clenching so impossibly tight around the man until he can’t even get his tip out if he wanted to. This time, you looked down.
Your pussy was swollen as Jeongin continued to ram into it, joining in on watching how his big cock disappears into your hole. The cold water eases the soreness as he hoists one of your legs up onto the side of the pool, holding you tightly to keep you steady.
The new angle let him get impossibly deep inside of you that you could’ve swore you felt him in your stomach. Finally, you came with a shout of his name, coating his cock with your fluids.
“I’m cumming too! Where do you want it, baby?”, you could barely focus on his words as your eyes watered from the overstimulation.
“In my mouth! I want a taste, please”, sobs racked through your body as the pain started to overtake the pleasure, relief finding you once Jeongin pulls out. He grabs your thighs and lifts you up onto the side of the pool before he jumps out too, pumping his cock quickly and tightly above you.
You obediently open your mouth, awaiting for the taste of his cum to hit your tongue. Knowing Jeongin’s messy habits, you kept your eyes closed.
With a beautiful moan, Jeongin orgasms and you can feel the thick strings of white coat your chin, cheeks, tongue, and your breasts. You swallow it and open your eyes since none had landed there.
“You’re so pretty like that”, your boyfriend grins as he watches you trying to collect the rest with your tongue, even trying to attach your mouth to your breasts to get it off, “but I’ll get it off, baby”.
Jeongin quickly got you a towel and cleaned you up. After that, you two spent the night laying under the stars on the dirty towel with Jeongin’s cock buried inside of you to keep you both warm.
