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Venom! Yuta x human! Mark x human! reader

Synopsis :

Mark thought he’d never find love with Yuta living inside his body, having his life turned upside down when he met the alien, or more accurately, was ‘chosen’ by Yuta during an afternoon of a very normal university tour which turned out to be a tour to the biotechnology company he had to destroy to save the world.

So definitely, with the hero duties and school, and the fact that he’s no longer your typical university kid, love was sort of out of the picture for him. But what happens when he stumbles upon a girl who loves him and his alien buddy?

Warnings : Tentacles, bulging kink, aphrodisiacs, slight mxm, cum play, etc.

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Chapter 8 (Final)

Venom! Yuta x human! Mark x human! reader

Synopsis :

Mark thought he’d never find love with Yuta living inside his body, having his life turned upside down when he met the alien, or more accurately, was ‘chosen’ by Yuta during an afternoon of a very normal university tour which turned out to be a tour to the biotechnology company he had to destroy to save the world.

So definitely, with the hero duties and school, and the fact that he’s no longer your typical university kid, love was sort of out of the picture for him. But what happens when he stumbles upon a girl who loves him and his alien buddy?

Warnings : Tentacles, unprotected sex, slight mxm, fluff :)

You woke up to cold sheets beside you, the blanket is tugged high up until your chin, the curtains were drawn to block out the sunlight from streaming in.  

You reluctantly got out of bed to the connected bathroom, thinking of retrieving your own toothbrush when you see it at the ledge below the mirror, and all your other things beside it. Smiling to yourself, you quickly wash up to see what’s for breakfast.

Opening the bedroom door, you catch the sight of shirtless Yuta busying away on the stove, the scent of eggs in the air, making your tummy rumble.

“Are you my breakfast? Because you’re looking like a full course meal,” you said cheesily, cracking Yuta up as he throws in the chopped up spam into the scrambled eggs.

“Did you copy that one from Mark?” he asked, watching you from the corner of his eye, careful to not overcook the eggs.

“Might have,” you said, recalling how Mark had utilised any way possible to have you heed his advances before you finally gave in last night.

“I wanted to let you have breakfast in bed, why are you up so quick?” Yuta chided, his plan of surprise now being flushed down the drain by you.

“It was literally ten in the morning when I woke up, that’s not early, this is going to be brunch more than breakfast” you said as Yuta handed you your plate of scrambled eggs.

“Just thought I had tired you out for the next 24 hours,” Yuta said with a cheeky smile as he sat down with his own plate, digging in quickly.

“Just because I’m no superhero, doesn’t mean I’m that weak,” you complained, you’re so used to be the strong one among your friends, even your ex wasn’t all that masculine, but compared to Yuta? You’re like tofu.

“Okay, okay, no need to demonstrate,” Yuta says with a laugh when he sees you roll up your sleeves to show him your biceps, “Let me get Mark out, he hasn’t ate yet,” Yuta had eaten as he cooked your share of breakfast, thinking it’s finally time to wake the boy up.

When Mark was summoned, his eyes were still closed, Yuta had sat down on the dining table, Mark was just about to face plant into his hot breakfast before you catch his head, jolting awake at the pressure of your hand.

“Wow, that was close, nice reflexes,” Mark complimented with a proud look on his face, living together definitely had you improving in that department.

“You need to stop sleeping in like that, just because Yuta could fix a broken nose doesn’t mean you should break it all the time,” you chided, shoving more eggs into your mouth, savouring the salty taste from the juice of the spam.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure Yuta would’ve caught me if you didn’t,” Mark said before he heard Yuta say that he was actually planning on cleaning the dishes, so he would most definitely, broke his nose if it wasn’t for you, but you didn’t need to know that.

You were enjoying your breakfast to the max, zoning out at the sight of the sun rays streaming in the balcony, not noticing Mark’s eyes on you, staring at the love bites scattered on your neck as well as the faint suction marks littered across your arms, suddenly he recalls last night’s scenes, especially after Yuta came, how you were pumped full of cum, Mark could feel himself growing hard, shaking his head to clear his mind, choosing to quickly finish his breakfast before he dives into the next meal in front of him.

After breakfast, you decided to laze around in the living room, pulling up YouTube from your phone to catch up on whatever that’s interesting on your feed, deciding on watching a short interview of a singer you’ve known since you were a child, calling Mark over who had just finished putting away the dried plates, knowing that he listens to Adele sometimes.

Mark wasn’t really interested in the interview, not when you’re just in a pair of his boxers and his shirt, your bare legs draped over his, but when he starts kissing your neck, you pause the video.

“Just a heads up, I might need more than just ten hours to recover from last night, I might pass out for another few hours if you want to impale me with your big tentacle cocks again,” you joked.

“What if we just have normal sex? Yuta could reside in your body while we’re at it,” Mark suggested, which was always his plan, he isn’t ready to use whatever blessing from Yuta he has down there just yet, planning on watching Yuta maybe a few more times before he wants to try it, he doesn’t want to put you in danger after all.

“Does that change my anatomy during sex in any way?” you ask, wondering if somehow Yuta could give you a ‘magical pussy’.

Yuta latched onto you at that suggestion, but when he focused on his 'new genitals’, nothing changed from how a normal vagina.

‘Nope, you might be a bit tighter now though, but I’m sure Mark would love that gorilla grip,’ Yuta joked.

“I don’t know about gorilla grip, Yuta, but suddenly, I feel like I downed five red bulls,” you said, moving your limbs, the soreness from last night’s events completely disappeared, reminding yourself to let Yuta switch bodies whenever after sex.

As an experiment, you got up and lifted Mark up from the sofa, surprised when you realise you felt like he weighed like feather, carrying him to the bedroom.

“I could get used to this,” Mark said with a laugh before he felt his bed under his hands as he watches you intently, the sight of you above him was so tempting, but he wants to top the first time, you could always top next time, or the next few times even, he’s not picky.

So he flips you over, smiling like a child in a candy shop when he sees your surprised expression.

“And here I thought all your strength was from Yuta,” you teased, a hand tracing his defined abs.

“After this, you won’t be doubting my strength no more,” Mark said before tugging off his shirt, low key flexing his muscles.

You can feel the power in your body, strength waiting to be harnessed, but you let him be, you’re a fiery person on the streets, but you just want to be babied in the sheets, most of the time. You stripped off your clothes eagerly before getting into position, on all fours, the sight of your wet pussy greeting him.

Yuta, seeing how the situation is, quickly made himself known by extending three tentacles out from your back, morphed into suckers at its ends to attach to your nipples and your clit. You moan when you felt the combination of Mark’s fingers opening you up and Yuta sucking away on your breasts at a quick pace, the tentacle attached to your clit was slower after Yuta noticed how sensitive you reacted to the quick sucking, he doesn’t want you cumming untouched, Yuta wants Mark to know that this is his doing.

After working two fingers into your velvet walls, Mark discarded his clothes and positioned himself at your entrance, pushing himself into you slowly, carefully because he knows last night couldn’t have been easy for you, aphrodisiac or not.

You didn’t struggle at Mark’s size after last night, but he was by no means small, in fact, he was thicker than most men you’ve been with, filling you up to the brim.

Experimentally, you thrusted your hips back onto Mark, sighing in delight at the first movement, looking back at Mark expectantly.

Mark who was still caught up on the first contact of pleasure, quickly caught on to your silent consent to move, swallowing a lump down his throat, he held your hips in his hands before he starts off with shallow thrusts, his teeth biting down onto his bottom lip as he indulges into the feeling of your tight walls wrapped around his cock.

Deciding to switch things up, Mark slowly backs his cock out before slamming back inside you quickly, making you whine breathlessly at the sudden change of pace, Mark tightens his grip around your hips before he thrusts at a fast and hard pace, the sound of skin hitting against skin resonating throughout the room and the sweet melody of Mark’s name falling from your lips is a tune Mark would never get tired of.

You didn’t know Mark had it in him, you would have never thought the cute little boy you first met would now be the ruthless man behind you, determined on making you see stars as his cock hits your sweet spot over and over again, your toes curling at the sensation as you struggled to hold yourself up, you would be flat on the bed if it wasn’t for Yuta’s aided strength.

Yuta, deciding on wanting to quicken the pace of both your demises, began sucking faster on your clit, making your knees buckle at the sudden pleasure coursing through your whole body, but of course Yuta wouldn’t only have his attention on you, he summoned another tentacle out of your back to attach himself onto Mark’s body, Mark, thinking it was just Yuta’s way of showing affection to him, Mark had let him be, busy chasing after both your highs, he decided to pay him no mind to Yuta’s touch, which is exactly what Yuta wanted.

Yuta, knowing both of you are distracted, extended the tentacle until it was at Mark’s perky ass, it was a normal tiny tentacle, the tip no bigger than a human finger, Yuta wiggles it between those fat cheeks before coating the sheen of natural slick his tentacles have at Mark’s hole, sliding it in without Mark noticing until it was too late, moaning at the intrusion, Yuta’s name falling from Mark’s lips so naturally that you felt a shudder down your back.

It wasn’t the first time Mark had experienced this, Yuta’s done this to Mark a few times, the first time was to get him to get his ass off from studying so much, but instead of eating like he had demanded him to do at that time, Yuta had to fuck Mark’s juicy ass to calm his boner.

Now was no different, in fact, Mark loves it, it gives him pleasure at both ends, taking in a staggered breath before he decides to continue, knowing that both of you were very much close.

Mark’s pace began to become sloppier after Yuta started playing with him, thrusting into you slower, but most definitely harder, determination clouded his mind as his hips meet yours over and over again until you felt the knot in your belly snap, cumming around Mark’s cock, your convulsing walls tightened up, pushing Mark over the edge, his warm spurts of cum painting your walls white as Yuta slows down his pace on both you and Mark, riding out your highs before he detaches himself from your bodies, slinking back into your body, falling onto the bed seconds after, fatigue quickly settling into your limbs.

Mark mimics you, falling onto the other side of his bed before he rolls over to face you, his ears tinted red at its tips.

“How do you feel?” Mark asked, a hand coming up to caress the area between the underside of your breast, where your skin was more sensitive.

“Good, you were great, Mark, didn’t know you and Yuta do that though, you’re full of surprises, who would’ve thought a cute face like that could be so freaky,” you said, teasing him more.

“Stop,” Mark whined as he buries his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling a sweet scent that’s uniquely yours.

“It’s a good thing, that was a compliment, Mark,” you said, reassuring him as your hand brushes his back like he was a giant puppy, the action making Mark sleepy.

“After this nap we need to head to the pharmacy to get a plan b,” you informed Mark, scared that you’d forget about it afterwards, Mark tends to have a better memory than yours.

“Okay, I’ll get some condoms too,” Mark said before stifling a yawn, closing his eyes as both your breathing evens out, drifting off into slumber.

When you woke up, the first thing you did was check your phone, digging it out of your discarded house shorts before sitting at the edge of the bed, playing with Mark’s hair.

The first thing you saw was a Google news feed alert, monster resembling Venom wreaks havoc upon downtown Seoul.

“Mark! Mark! Wake up!” you shouted as you shook him.

“I’m up! What’s wrong?” Mark asked, darting awake from his warm bed.

You shoved your phone into his eyes of the blurry photo of a white thing perched on Lotte tower.

“I think one of Yuta’s friends are here,” you said before rushing out to the kitchen stark naked, looking for the one thing that might help them, the fire gun you used for steak, it might not be able to burn the alien if needed, but it’s easier to start a fire with it.

Retrieving it from the highest cabinet, you gave it to Mark.

“You can’t start anything big with this, I know you don’t like damaging cars, but worse comes to worse, you need to ignite the petrol tank of the nearest vehicle, you understand me?” you pleaded, you don’t know how powerful this alien is compared to Yuta, you’ve never seen any other of his kind before, and they might be much more hostile than Yuta for all you know.

“Okay, hey, don’t worry so much, we’ll be okay,” Mark reassures you as he dresses himself.

“Promise me you’ll leave if he’s too powerful,” you need him back, you need Yuta, for the both of them to be back home safe.

“Okay, we’ll come back to you, I love you,” Mark said, it’s the first time he’s said this, and he hopes it’s not the last.

“I love you too, both of you, Mark, Yuta,” you said, trying your best not to panic, you’ve seen them in action, it’ll be alright, right?

You kissed Mark, deeply and passionately, usually it would be just normal pecks when they leave to save the day, but this is different, when you pulled away from the kiss, Yuta was standing in front of you.

“You have the fire gun, right?” you asked once more.

“Yeah, I’ll try to talk to them, if it’s my kind, it might not escalate to a big fight,” Yuta hopes, more so than a reassurance, but he doesn’t dare to air out his worries to you.

“Okay, I’ll be waiting, come home to me,” you said before Yuta leaps out of the window, transforming into the hero that everyone knows and grew to adore, Venom.

this story continues on in Anti Venom ;)

The sequel to Devil Inside. I don’t know I had this in my drafts until I arranged my Docs. Sorry if I’m not active here in Tumblr, there’s a lot of work to be done for the graduation and I haven’t written anything. I’m sorry for the unanswered messages and the requests I haven’t done yet. Thank you for understanding. 

characters:dad!Yuta Nakamoto, mom!Reader,cambion!son 
word count:2.4k words
genre:angst, fluff, domestic au
summary. No one had told you the pros and cons of having a child. Moreover, a cambion. 
warnings: mention of death, nightmares, and gore-y stuff from the first fic; stabbing, blood, prison

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No one had ever explained to you the pros and cons of having a baby. 

It’s been months but your parents never talked to you when they sent you abroad. So you didn’t have any idea on how to take care of the child inside you. 

Moreover, a cambion.

You remembered hearing that word from the girl who cursed Yuta, that bearing a cambion would remove the devil inside him. Internet and books were your only guide and it scares you that your baby might be born like the ones in the books.

You were relieved, however, the moment you gave birth. Your son’s limbs are complete. That little button nose, the chubby cheeks, and the plump lips. He is perfect. 

He looks so much like Yuta. His parents would love your little angel. And he will surely love your child.

Unlike other kids his age, his development was highly advanced. Even if he’s still months old, he can easily walk. By age one, he can talk in short sentences. It gave you hope that he’s like other kids but it was a hope that was crushed easily.

He would never show emotion. You never know if he’s happy or sad. He would speak in short sentences, all monotone. And that made the other kids wary of him. You told him a lot of times to smile but he never did. 

It’s not like he doesn’t know how. You saw him smile when you returned home and met your parents again. You saw him smile when he was introduced to Yuta’s family. You saw him smile seeing his dad in pictures. 

And maybe meeting Yuta would give emotion to your child.

He was already four when you brought him to the jail prison where Yuta is. He was never weary of him, unlike to other people. He immediately hugged the older as if they’d known each other all their life. Must be the blood bond, you thought. And for a moment, you saw how your child smiled in sincere happiness at the arms of his father. A smile you barely even see if it’s just the two of you.

Yuta hugged you tight in his arms, apologizing profusely for not being by your side when you need him the most. He apologized for everything he had done and hoped that you’ll still wait for him. That you’ll still love him. 

But all you wished for is to always see your son as happy as he is earlier. You wished his dad would always be here with the two of you.

That night, you cried in your sleep. Your son entered your room quietly and even lay on the bed next to you, making you smile timidly. “Are you crying?” he asked and you shook your head, wiping the tears on your cheek. His little hands held your face, tiny palms as warm as you want him to be. “I hope you won’t cry again, mommy.” 

It was like everything is sucked out of you. The pain, the sadness. The little boy smiled and you mirrored the same expression as him.

You should have noticed it then. 

Every time he would sleep beside you, holding your hand or hugging you to sleep, you would have the sweetest dreams of your family being complete and happy. Yuta and him smiling together as they play soccer, a nice dream. When he wasn’t beside you, you’ll dream of the things that happened in the past. The limbs, the flesh, the blood. 

The monster Yuta had become. The thing you’re scared of.

You should have noticed it then. 

One day, you saw him playing with a girl in the playground. You were happy that he was communicating with a kid his age but what surprised you is seeing the young girl’s knee bleeding and that she was crying. When your son held her cheek, like what he does to you when you’re crying, the girl just stopped. She was breathing heavy breaths but her eyes are showing comfort as if the pain she was feeling is slowly fading.

You should have known it then.

Empath. 

They call it that. A distinct ability that only cambions have. Your son is the reason why you have the happiest dreams. He really did remove the negative emotion out of anyone, changing it into a positive one.

And it was alright, as long as it doesn’t hurt him. As long as nothing bad can happen to him. 

But you noticed how distant he’s becoming. From the short sentences came monosyllabic answers that made you worried. 

Then you saw him once talking with a lot of animation in his voice, the first time you actually saw him this excited over something. It was an improvement. 

But the moment you head outside, your eyes widened in surprise. In front of him is a rabbit, a lifeless rabbit to be exact. He stared at you before smiling, “Mommy, the rabbit wants to play with me.” Then he pointed at something in thin air, giggling.

And you knew it right then.

“He can talk to the dead?” Yuta asked, watching your son playing with the toy blocks at one part of the visitation area. “But the books didn’t mention anything about it.” You know. You’ve given him that book. But he did talk to animals, dead animals. You witnessed it not only once, he did it with a bird, even a cockroach. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” The older held your hand, grasping it in a comforting hold.

The younger boy came to you and you smiled at him, asking what is it. “Grandpa wanted to see you, mommy.” he said that made you look at Yuta and then at the younger boy. “He told me grandma needs you now.” Yuta’s hold on you got tighter when your phone vibrated and the bad news was confirmed. Your father died.

It was scary to know that your child can communicate with the dead. Sometimes he would just stop in the middle of the streets and he would talk to someone. Even at school, his teachers would tell you how he never played with the kids and would just be alone on the swings while talking to air. You saw how the kids were teasing him but he was still talking to someone or something in front of him, not caring about anything. 

“You’re a freak.” one kid said that made you startled. You were about to walk to where they are when one kid mentioned about his dad, “That’s because his dad is a criminal.” He stared at the kid who said that sentence, eyes glaring. You saw how the kid suddenly punched himself which surprised the other kids around him. 

Did your son do it? He can’t right? 

The kid punched his face again, crying that it hurts. The other kids were telling him to stop but he only punched his face once again. You called your son’s attention and the kid fell to the ground when your son stopped glaring at him. 

He really did it. Now, you’re more scared of him than ever before.

You didn’t know taking care of a child would be this tiring, a cambion in particular. There are a lot of nights would you would just cry in your sleep while wishing that everything would be different. It doesn’t help that you can always see the tiredness and guilt in Yuta’s eyes as you narrate things that usually happen.

But you cannot give up. 

Cannot give up on yourself, on Yuta, on your child. They’re all you have.

Your son grew up to be almost identical to his father. It would always transport you to memories of when Yuta was a child and you would play in their yard. He would tease you and tell you that you should get used to him because you’ll be together for a long time. A promise that he did keep.

Other than the usual encounters with the dead and the short temper that your son has, he’s a pretty average kid who loved hugging you. Different from other kids his age who would try and pretend that their mothers don’t exist. He would always whisper that he loves you and that you’re his world, although you knew it was Yuta who told him that phrase.

And that’s all that matters for you. You, Yuta, and your son.

The doorbell rang that startled you. Who would even come today? 

A surprise was all you can feel seeing Yuta outside your door, whispering that he misses you then hugged you tight. “I thought you have a year left…” But he hushed you up, saying that he went out earlier because of parole. “I’m sorry for not being here when you need me the most, Y/N.” he mumbled and the tears fell from your eyes. “I promise I won’t leave you again.”

Hopefully, everything will be normal.

But you knew it was wishful thinking.

Your son had been in more fights and his temper grew shorter which scared even his dad. He had been holed up in his room all the time but you can hear him whispering inside as if talking to someone else. It has been pretty hopeless to do something at this point.

You were walking home from the store after buying those macaroons that your son loves. Yuta had told you that he hasn’t come out of his room and maybe this can coax him into hanging out with you. You were almost home when someone ran straight to you and stabbed you with a knife, snatching your purse. You didn’t even get to glance at his face as you felt the pain on your side, blood covering your hand as you can see black.

The image of Yuta and your son made the tears fall from your closed eyes. Is this the end for you? You wanted to see them happy and smiling, with their identical smile, while looking at you. A smile you wouldn’t ever see again. You should have told them you loved them, especially your son. You should have told him that he was your world as well. But it’s all gone now.

The worry was changed seeing your son and Yuta playing soccer together. They really do look alike that made your heart hurt. Your two worlds, together. A nice dream that made you smile. The greatest dream that you could have before leaving the world. “Y/N,” you heard Yuta’s voice. “Love,” he called once again. “Please wake up.” 

You felt a warm hand holding your hand. “Mommy, please come back to us.” That voice. You opened your eyes, blinded by the light. Where are you? What happened?

When you glanced beside you, Yuta was kneeling in front of the couch where you were lying down and holding your blood-covered hand. “Love,” he called before a loud cry can be heard beside him. “Mommy.” Your son sobbed, wrapping his arms around your neck. “I thought I’m going to lose you.” His hug got tighter which made you surprised. Your son is crying? He never cries. You’ve never seen him cry. “I was so scared to lose you.” He never gets scared.

Yuta only sighed in relief then smiled timidly, holding his son’s head. “What happened?”

“I have to look for you and bring you home.” he lightly glanced at your son. “He was panicking. He said he saw you.” Then you almost really died. “He saved you.”

You curiously looked at the sobbing boy in your arms. Saved you? “I didn’t know he could do that but you’re not breathing when we found you. He didn’t let go of you and kept calling out for you.” Yuta ruffled his son’s hair, the expression in his eyes making you tear up. “I thought we were going to lose you.” 

You knew you were stabbed. You remembered how it hurt so much but there isn’t even a scar on your side when you checked yourself. You don’t want to believe that it was your son’s doing but while watching him, you realized that he might. He did save you. 

The temper isn’t that short now. You tried to watch him glare at someone once and nothing happened. Even if there’s a dead fly in front of him, he never tried to talk to it like before. He would laugh wholeheartedly at the comedy shows that Yuta likes and bawl his eyes out while watching a sad show. And even if he sleeps on the bed with you and Yuta, you will still have nightmares. 

Does this mean your life is getting normal now? 

“What are you doing here outside?” Yuta asked and you watched as your son played with a neighbor kid in your garden. A normal kid. That’s him now. 

“He’s changed.” 

Yuta laughed. “He’s almost a teenager.” He is. But he knew that’s not what you meant. Your husband wrapped his arms around you, chin on your shoulder as you both looked at the younger boy who waved at the two of you. “Y/N, I know I always say this but I’m grateful you didn’t give up on me. In the past and even until now.” You held his hands, “I don’t know what I’ll do if not for you. I love you. So much.” 

“I also cannot do this without you. Thank you for coming back to us, Yuta.” You whispered, leaning your head on his chest. “I love you.”

“More than you love him?” 

You giggled seeing how your son ran to where the two of you were. “Mom, can I go play Xbox next door?” Yuta giggled and you nodded, reminding the younger not to be angry if he lost the game. He smiled and you were reminded of Yuta’s smile. They really do look alike. “You’re the best, mom.” You giggled before he continued, “You’ll always be my world, mommy. I love you the most.” 

“What about me?” Yuta asked but your son just ran away which made your husband revolt. You laughed, they’re always like this. “Just wait until you’ll have a sister, we won’t invite you to our tea parties.” You chuckled but Yuta only stared at you, squinting his eyes on you. “And since he’s next door, we have the whole house to ourselves.” 

“Let’s start making that daughter.” You giggled as he pulled you inside, closing the doors behind you. 

At this point, you were just thankful to finally have a normal life with your husband and son. And hopefully, a little angel can balance out the negative things that happened in your life.   

(Surrogate Special Chapter #2)

I just saw this gif and thought this is better than just using Kun’s gif. I do feel that this is lacking and super fast paced but I wanted to move on from Surrogate. Ideas for this special chapter are given by the readers. 

characters:female!Reader,husband!Kun,daughter!Ichika,dad!Yuta,dad!Mark
word count: 4.5k words
genre: fluff, smut
summary: Everything is perfect in your life until a miracle happened.
warnings:being naked in the bathtub, grinding, kissing, oral (female receiving), penetrative sex (but not too explicit), multiple orgasm, breeding (?), mentions of cursing, mention of cheating, punching Yuta multiple times, pregnancy, giving birth, a change in POV

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You thanked the cab driver after handing him the fare then closed the door gently. It’s a long day from the theater with all the practices for the new Broadway play and you just wanted to get home and relax. You pushed the keys to the house, surprised that the door was open. Your mom is out of the country, hanging out with her friends from your hometown. And it’s impossible that Kun is home. It’s a Tuesday night. 

But as you stepped inside, seeing the small candles lit in the hallway, you realized that it might be him. There were flower petals on the floor as faint jazz music could be heard. Wait. What date is it today? It’s Tuesday, right? 

“Happy Anniversary!” Kun greeted. The dimples on both his cheeks popped as he held a large bouquet of red roses. Oh my God!How stupid Y/N? Why would you forget your anniversary with your husband? You immediately leaned on his chest, muttering an apology. He chuckled, rubbing the back of your head. “It’s my job to always remind you anyway.”

You smiled at him, apologizing again, but he only shook his head and then kissed your lips. “Busy day?” You nodded and he kissed your forehead as if wanting the tiredness to go away. “I hope you didn’t have dinner yet.” 

Kun pulled the chair for you to sit on, taking the napkin to place on your lap. “Are you supposed to be the waiter now?” He laughed as he took the dish from the kitchen. The steak looks so good, it’s mouth-watering. “Did you cook this?” He nodded while slicing the steak into small pieces. “When did you have time to make this?” 

“I had a day off in the hospital today.” You felt bad once again. Why would you even forget your anniversary? And here is your husband who prepared everything just for this day. “Eat first. I’ll just turn off the candles.” 

You smiled then nodded. He outdid himself this year. This is all so romantic: the candles, the flower petals, the bouquet, the candlelight dinner. Kun preparing all of this is much more romantic. You don’t deserve him. 

“Is the steak well-cooked?” You nodded. It was so tender, so juicy. He’s such an amazing cook. You gave him a bite and he smiled, humming that it was cooked well. Kun rubbed the back of your head affectionately while standing up, “Eat lots. I’m going to prepare the bath for you.” 

He’s even going to prepare the bath for you? You feel like a queen now. It’s supposed to be your anniversary, not your birthday. You cannot buy him a gift, it’s too late. So maybe you can share the night with him. “Love,” you called and he hummed from the bathroom. “Do you want to bathe with me?” 

You honestly thought that by the time you marry Kun, nights with sexual interactions would become lesser. You heard it from your customers before how doctors have a busy job and less arousal to their wives, since they see naked bodies all of the time. And it doesn’t help that your husband is an obstetrician. You were worried that he might be so used to seeing women’s vaginas that he wouldn’t like yours. 

But Kun is an attentive husband. He makes sure to give in to your needs. So even if you both have a problem reproducing, intimate moments are still not lost in your everyday life. It isn’t that awkward that you were seated on his lap in the tub, naked from head to toe. “Sorry, I forgot our anniversary.” You whispered, leaning on his chest as he rubbed the shampoo on your hair. “I feel so bad when you do all of these." 

Kun chuckled, his chest vibrating against yours. "It’s alright. I’m not mad or anything. Instead, I’m worried.” You stared at him in confusion before he continued, “You’re too busy. I’m worried you aren’t taking enough care of yourself." 

You returned to your original position, hugging him. "I’m fine. We’re just getting ready for a new production so there’s a lot of preparation. Sorry if you have to worry about me." 

"Are you having fun with your work?” You nodded. This is your dream. 

Along with the stable family you have now. 

“Kun,” he hummed in response, “You are the best thing that happened to me.” You leaned closer to hug him, arms wrapped around his neck. Kun’s hands were rubbing your back in comfort. “I don’t know what will happen to me if I didn’t meet you, love.” 

A chuckle can be heard as you felt a vibration on his chest, “You are my greatest dream, Y/N.” He had always said those words to you. And by now, you knew where this conversation will head to. “You have no idea how thankful I am to meet you again and had a chance to hold you like this.” Words that would always make you swoon. “I’m sorry I cannot give you a child. Everything will be better if…”

“It’s not.” You claimed, hushing him up by putting a finger on his lips. “I’m still happy to be your only baby.” He smiled in that dimpled smile of his, sending butterflies in your stomach. “And it’s been so long since we last had the house to ourselves,” You whispered in a low, erotic voice. “…daddy.” 

Kun pulled you closer, lips placed on top of yours. Your fingers tugged on his hair as he sucked your bottom lip. His nails dig on your skin and a small moan escaped your lips when you felt his hardness rubbing along your thigh. He took this as a chance to slip his tongue inside you, eagerly rubbing himself on you. 

But having sex in the bathtub is a complete no-no. You learned that a hard way when you both slipped because of all the soap suds. He might have noticed your hesitance when he pulled out of the kiss and stared at you with a lot of want in his eyes. “Let’s take you to bed.” 

Kun had always been a people pleaser. With everything he does, he has to succeed and make the people around him proud. It was the same reason that you found, while dating him in New York, his kink. He loves giving head. 

He didn’t care where. Even if it is in the bedroom, the bathroom, even the kitchen, or the living room, he’ll make sure to get you on first by licking and sucking your core. He even gave you head in the backstage of the theater once, then in the dressing room. Even the piano on the stage wasn’t saved. He licked your insides in his office and even when you were lying on the hospital bed with your legs apart.

And you love it. If his fingers were good, his lips were better. You love how he sucks your wetness, how he presses soft kisses after making out with your labia, and how he thrust his tongue inside. You’ll surely orgasm whenever he would suck on your clit. And when he flicks his tongue during your release, a scream would just escape your lips. 

Your husband will always wrap your legs around his head, holding your waist if you’re sitting or your breasts whenever you’re lying down. He makes sure to give you an immense pleasure that would make you squirt on his face. He would always look at you after sucking your soul out of you, dimples on his cheek with your juice shining on his lips and chin. An image that would turn you on immediately, as if he hasn’t given you an orgasm just yet.  

Kun is a gentle person. You have never seen him raging in anger before, he would just hiss whenever he’s annoyed and then smile as if nothing happened. Your friends were scared that one day your husband will just explode all the anger he was hiding inside but it’s been years since you started dating him and his patience is off the hook. His voice is always so calm, whoever he was talking to.  

But that is not the Kun you knew in the bedroom. 

Kun is a beast in bed. Probably all his pent-up anger and emotions were released whenever he let go of himself. He would make loud groaning sounds and curse like there was no tomorrow. He would hold you so close that bruises would start appearing on your hips. An image of him that only you can see. A side of your husband that is exclusively for you. And you wouldn’t mind crying while shaking in orgasm in his arms. 

“Are you alright, love?” he asked in his gentle voice, pushing the hair out of your sweating face. “Am I too rough again?” You shook your head, rolling on your side. He leaned in to kiss your lips, slipping his tongue inside your mouth as he pulled you closer to his nakedness. 

A giggle escaped your lips as you felt him getting hard once again. “Seriously Kun?” He chuckled at the question. “I can still feel your cum dripping out of me." 

"More reason to do it again." 

——-

You had always hated hospitals. The only time that you go to a hospital is your yearly check-up or when you visit Kun, but you prefer to be in the lobby all the time. It’s actually nauseous to think that you’re lying in a hospital bed after fainting from practice. It’s nothing. You have been feeling really bad since the morning and even if your mom told you to skip musical practice today, you insisted to go. Your doctor husband was beside you, still wearing his white gown, holding your hand tight. “Are you my doctor?” 

Kun smiled while shaking his head, kissing your forehead. “I am your husband.” He sat on the chair beside your bed, brushing the loose hair away from your face. “Did you eat breakfast?” You nodded, moaning weakly. “Why didn’t you call me if you’re feeling bad?” 

“I’m fine. I think I’m just tired.” 

The door opened and in came a female doctor wearing the same gown as him. He introduced her as a family medicine doctor and she gushed at how long she had wanted to meet you because Kun cannot stop talking about you. A chuckle just escape your lips, thanking her for all the compliments she threw at you. “We did a series of tests and I think I’m not the doctor who should check you,” She claimed then handed the tablet to Kun. “She’s yours, Dr. Qian.” 

Wait, what? You cannot be pregnant. But Kun’s face looked surprised as he kept looking at the gadget in his hand. “Congratulations on your baby!” 

Kun stared at you in question and you grew worried. All these years of trying and now, you’re pregnant? “Kun it’s been so long since I last saw Yuta and I don’t…” You tried to reason out, making sense of everything. “The anniversary. That was the last time I slept with someone and that’s you.” 

He sat on the edge of your bed, the other doctor excusing herself after your rants. “I know,” he said in a soft voice. “Can you stay for a while? I want to run more tests to confirm that you’re pregnant.” You nodded and he stood up to exit the room, leaving you in your own thoughts. 

Lightly, you touched your stomach. Is it possible that you are pregnant with Kun’s child? 

You should be ecstatic at the news, excited that the long-awaited child is here. But Kun’s face remained stoic as he put the apparatus for the ultrasound on top of your stomach. He was still gentle, asking you if you feel uncomfortable or if anything hurts, but his voice was in monotone. The appearance of a small white bean-looking image made you nervous. 

Ichika was once like that. 

There’s really a child inside you. 

Kun dropped the apparatus beside you and then held the edge of the bed, head bent down so that you cannot see his expression. Is he mad? You called his name but he only stared at you with a light smile on his face, eyes misty. “I’m sorry, I should be professional but I can’t help it.” He started then hid his face with his hand, sobbing. His other hand held your hand, squeezing tight. “I’ll do my best to protect you and our baby.” His voice choking as he said those words. “I promise I’ll do my best as a dad, Y/N.” 

You sat up from the bed, hugging him. He kept on sobbing on your chest, tears threatening to fall from your eyes as well. “And I promise to do my best to protect our baby, Kun.” 

It was your choice to quit the production of the musical. Kun kept on asking if you were sure but all that’s running through your mind is how to keep the baby safe. Your husband is so protective that even if you complain of just a simple headache, he would bring you to the hospital. This was also his reason why instead of him as your obstetrician, he transferred you to his senior doctor. You didn’t mind but it was worrying to see your confident husband being a mess because of his future child.

During the fifth month of your pregnancy, you finally decided that it is time to tell Ichika about the news of her new sibling. Although you talk to them all of the time, you never told them about your pregnancy. You don’t want Ichika to expect too much when you weren’t sure yet if you can keep the baby in your stomach. Kun was the supportive one who actually thought about you giving birth to where your future child’s sister is, reasoning out that he wanted Ichika to be there every step of your pregnancy.

The moment you landed at the airport, he immediately checked if you were feeling different. He kept on asking if he should book an appointment for the obstetrician you’re transferring to and you just laughed at how too protective he is. He volunteered to take the luggage and that he’ll just see you in the waiting area where Ichika and her dads are waiting. 

Your daughter was running when she saw you in the crowd, greeting you with a wide smile on her face. She seemed taller since the last time you saw her but she’s more cheerful. Immediately, you wrapped her in a tight hug muttering how much you missed her. “I’m so happy you’re here, mommy.” She said with a smile, “Where is daddy Kun?” You said that he’s getting the luggage and that he’ll be here. “How about grandma?” 

“She’ll come later.” You claimed just as you waved for Mark. “Daddy and I will stay here for a while.” 

Mark greeted you with a kiss on the cheek, “You look different.” He started, “But a good different though.” Do you? Yuta greeted you as well, asking where your husband is. 

“We were surprised when you said that you’re coming here,” Yuta claimed then waved at Kun. Ichika ran to him and he lightly lift her up. “What’s with the sudden visit?” 

Your husband came beside you, carrying your daughter in his arms. He gave you a knowing look before you started unbuttoning your large jacket and showing your growing bump. You saw how Yuta’s eyes widened and Mark’s lips formed a smile. He shouted an ‘Oh my Gosh’ and your daughter squirmed to get out of Kun’s arms. She stood in front of you, reaching her small hands in front and holding your stomach. “Mommy, you have a baby inside?” 

You nodded, smiling at her. “And your mommy is going to give birth here so you can see your baby brother or sister first.” Kun supplied and the younger girl cheered, shouting that she was going to have a baby sibling that earned looks from the crowd. Yuta had to hush her up and Mark just laughed, congratulating you and Kun. 

“Is Kun the dad?” Yuta asked and you punched his shoulder, blood suddenly boiling at the question. 

You thought the pregnancy is different from when you had Ichika, you didn’t have any morning sickness or any cravings. But what didn’t change is the annoyance you have whenever you see Yuta. You love to punch him, even bite him. Mark would always laugh, saying how the two of you used to be like that when you were pregnant with your daughter. Whenever Yuta would pick up Ichika from school and send her to your home address, he had to rush outside before you could see him. Or else he’ll end up having another bruise before he could come home. 

Ichika is the most excited person about your pregnancy. The same as Kun, she was super protective that she would always make sure that you take your vitamins and eat your meals. During the ultrasound, she was sitting properly beside Kun and just rubbing your hand in comfort. Her eyes lit up at the image on the screen, your husband pointing the baby’s limbs and head. "The baby is a boy.” The obstetrician announced and for the second time in your life, you saw Kun tearing up at the news.

“I’m having a baby brother!” Ichika announced once you arrived at Yuta and Mark’s place. The younger immediately gave you a hug, congratulating you. Yuta had to hug you as well then congratulated Kun for what he claimed as the start of the busiest and most stressful moment in his life. Of course, you had to punch Yuta’s shoulder again which only made both your husbands shake their heads.

Your daughter is a frequent visitor in your home, always keeping you company whenever Kun had to be in the hospital. She would always share things about what happened in her school and even sing songs that they learned in class. Ichika would always read stories to her little brother in her animated voice. “You know daddy Mark is like that when I was pregnant with you,” You shared which made the younger girl confused and wide-eyed. “He always read stories for you and you would always kick inside me.” 

“I did?” She asked and you nodded. “Did that hurt? I’m sorry.” A giggle escaped your lips. She’s so cute. “Will the baby hurt you like that also?” 

You hummed in response, nodding at her. “But it means the baby is healthy so mommy is fine.” You explained as she started rubbing your stomach. “Do you want to talk to the baby?” 

“Will he hear me?” You nodded. The younger leaned into your stomach, her warm hand caressing your stomach as she whispered, “Hi baby.” You smiled affectionately, brushing her hair. “I’m excited to see you. Please come out healthy, my baby brother.”  

Her eyes widened seeing a bump appear on your stomach which made her move away from you and stared at you worriedly. “The baby kicked.” You claimed. Ichika stared at your stomach again, “Can you call him again?” 

“Baby brother,” Another kick. “Mommy, the baby kicked again.”

“The baby likes you.” The glistening eyes of your daughter made you smile. Deja vu. Yuta was the same as before. “You know papa also has that expression the first time he saw you kick.” Ichika blinked her tears and you giggled while pinching her chubby cheeks. 

“You are really Yuta and Mark’s daughter.”   

——–

The moment you gave birth, Ichika backed out from staying inside the emergency room because of the sight of too much blood so it was Mark who came inside with you and Kun. It was another different experience. You were holding Kun’s hands as Mark kept on telling you that you were doing a great job with your breathing and pushing the baby out. When the baby started crying, Kun told Mark to hold the baby first. “I held Ichika first and I felt bad that time.” You giggled at his reasoning. 

But it was Mark who whispered that you were so lucky in marrying Kun when he held the young boy in his arms and he started tearing up. You only nodded watching your baby boy calm down in his father’s arms. “Thank you for being healthy, Theo.” Kun glanced at you then leaned in to kiss your forehead. “I love you, Y/N.”, he whispered. “Thank you for keeping our miracle safe.” 

Theo. God-given. It was Ichika who saw the name in the book and suggested it to Kun. Your little miracle. 

Ichika’s eyes didn’t leave her younger brother when he was brought inside the room for breastfeeding. She was just seated in front of you, looking intently at the smaller boy. “Do you want to hold him?” The younger girl looked surprised then stared at Kun sitting beside her asking if she can do that. Your husband nodded, laughing at her innocent question. 

You kneeled on the bed, gently placing the baby in Ichika’s arms. “What if I break him?” You giggled while shaking your head. The baby started crying and she panicked, eyes darting to you and the baby in his arms.  

Kun suggested calling his name and Ichika followed, whispering “Theo, don’t cry.” The cries become softer so she continued, “Noona is going to protect you, my baby brother.” Then he stopped crying making your daughter smile widely. “He stopped crying.” 

“Theo likes you,” Kun exclaimed and she smiled widely, lightly rocking her little brother to sleep. 

——

“Mommy!” Ichika called running to where you are, “Papa!” Since Kun is needed in the hospital as a guest speaker, you came with Yuta to pick Ichika up for school. It’s so boring at home although your days are always filled with Theo’s crying. Besides, you promised your daughter that you’ll bring her brother to her school one day. “Theo!” she called cooing at the younger boy inside the stroller. 

The little boy started smiling at his sister, making you smile. You hoped they could get closer like this even if they’re grown up. “Can I show Theo to my classmates?”   

“But make sure that we can still see you,” Yuta claimed and she nodded, leaving her backpack to her father and started pushing the stroller to where her friends are. “She wouldn’t stop talking about how cute her brother is.” He complained and you only chuckled at that. 

From afar you can see how her classmates were huddling in the stroller and Ichika kept on saying, “This is Theo, my younger brother. Isn’t he the cutest?” 

A sigh escaped your lips that made the guy beside you lightly nudge your shoulder, “What’s wrong? You’re thinking deeply.” 

“Well, Kun and I had to go back to New York with Theo. I’m just worried about how Ichika will take it.” You confessed then crossed your arms on your chest, letting out a heavy sigh once again. “Should Theo and I just stay here for Ichika?” 

“And leave Kun alone in New York?” Yuta asked which made you nod. “Your work is also in New York.” Again, you nodded. You just took a leave because you gave birth but the production had already contracted you for the next musical.  

Yuta laughed lightly, “This is supposed to be a surprise but Mark and I had been considering moving to New York.” You had to stare at him in surprise. They’re moving to New York? “Ichika already seemed a New Yorker and it’s closer to Canada, Mark can go visit his family anytime.” He reasoned out, “There are also more flights to other parts of the globe so business is easy.” 

“Are you sure?” 

He nodded, smiling. “When Mark tells you about this, pretend that you’re surprised. He’ll get mad at me for spoiling the surprise.” 

“Yuta,” He hummed as an answer. “I love you.” 

Yuta stared at you with a smile. That lovely smile that always makes you swoon. “I know, Y/N. Don’t overreact.” You punched his shoulder once again making him laugh. “I love you too. So stop punching me, I swear my bruises cannot heal because you’re too violent.” 

You laughed and he rubbed the top of your head, “Call your children, let’s go home.” 

——

With the last note resonating through the air, I bowed to the applause of the audience. Standing up, I saw how they were all cheering and clapping their hands while standing up. A perfect ballet performance. A dream happening before me. 

I glanced at the people who became my source of inspiration. The people who made everything possible. 

Mommy. Papa. Daddy Mark. Daddy Kun. Theo.

“You were so cool, noona!” My younger brother claimed as he handed me a bouquet of pink roses. “You are better than mommy.” 

Our mom glared at the younger boy which made me laugh. Daddy Mark handed me another bouquet of sunflowers, “You look so pretty on stage, princess. I bet a lot of guys would fight for you.” 

I chuckled before taking the bouquet of carnations from Daddy Kun, “But don’t get a boyfriend yet. You’re still young.” 

“I’m going to shave all your hair if you get a boyfriend without our permission,” Papa claimed while taking the bouquets from my hand which made me laugh. Where did they get all these ideas? 

Mom had to slap Papa’s shoulder which made me and Theo laugh. She held my cheeks, smiling widely. “Don’t listen to them and just enjoy, baby.” From my peripheral vision, I saw how daddy Mark nodded at that. “You are the prettiest.” 

“That’s unfair, I look like you.” She laughed and I beamed at her. 

The person I always look up to. The person I wanted to be ever since I was young. “I’m very proud of you, my daughter.” Tears spring from my eyes at her words. It feels touching hearing those words from someone that you always adored. Theo had to whine, telling me to stop crying because it will make me ugly so I hugged him tight making the four adults laugh at the two of us. 

“Miss Ichika Nakamoto,” a photographer called and they gave me space to talk to him. “Can I take your photo for the local paper?” I nodded, quickly facing my mom to ask if I still look alright and she nodded, assuring that I’m still the prettiest.   

Once done with the photos, I noticed his polaroid camera. It would be good to have a picture of the six of us. “Can you take a polaroid picture of my family?” I asked and he nodded. Immediately, I ask them to stand beside me so we can take a family photo. The photographer looked surprised, telling me that I should pose with my mom and dad first but I shook my head. “There are six of us in the family. Thank you for taking a picture of us.” 

The paper looked so small in my hands, the first complete family picture that we have. A surrogacy baby and a miracle baby together with their three dads and one mom. 

Our inconvenient yet perfect family.

sharing kisses with the sevens.

feat. mentions of kissing, light touches, (light) anxiousness

unrequested ┊version with haechan (dream)

ʚ ⋮  moon taeil

• as much as taeil tries to hide it, he’s easily excitable and completely wrapped around your finger. so if you’re looking for an easy way to get his lips on yours all you have to do is tug on the sleeves on his sweater with a pout and he’s done for.
• even with the rush from the excitement, he’s so so so gentle with you. he’ll take his time playing with you (read: rubbing the tips of your noses together? like those little nose kisses?) before finally giving you what you really wanted.

ʚ ⋮  johnny suh

• his absolute favorite thing to do is lean in for a kiss only to turn his head at the last second leaving you all sad and pouty, he thinks you look adorable! (he ends up kissing you a million times to make up for it).
• like that one time you tried to kiss him during movie night and he thought to himself: this feels like a great time to mess with my s/o. he inched closer to your lips only to redirect right before the kiss, pretending to look past you and reach for the remote.
• he’ll see you staring at his lips from across the room and shoot you a judgmental and wiggle his eyebrows.
• or, he’ll pull you in by the waist and tickle you until you’re on the verge of complaining and kiss you right when you start to open your mouth to tell him off. then, he has the audacity to break away asking you, “oh, what were you saying?” with a smug smile on his face.
• but, as much as he tries really hard to keep his cool guy composure during the kiss, we all know he’s not fooling anyone—especially not you—when he has to pull away because he can’t stop smiling like a lovestruck dummy.

ʚ ⋮  lee taeyong

• if there’s two things for sure, 1) what tae wants: tae gets and 2) your boyfriend is mr petty.
• if you’re busy he’ll follow you around the house like a lost puppy whining, “y/n, kiss me! i know you want to! please, just one kiss and i’ll leave you alone~”, until you give in (and you do, duh).
• not to mention, you forget your morning kiss one time and suddenly all his members know and he’ll be bringing it up forever.
• he lives for when you kiss him out of the blue, even if he lies through his teeth when you ask him about it. if he’s had a tough day at practice and you’re at the door waiting to give him the world’s most healing kiss™, tae will for sure melt in your arms and maybe even tear up a bit.

ʚ ⋮  nakamoto yuta

• now yuta is a gentleman through and through, so he’ll never do anything you’re uncomfortable with and he’s not even thinking about touching you until he gets the green light.
• even with the smallest of pecks he has to hear you say you want it. you might think it’s stupid or repetitive, but you’re the most precious thing he has in his life and if he makes you the slightest bit upset he is not going to be able to live with himself.
• yuta is in love with everything about you and your body is no exception. he’ll always have his hands over you leaving soft touches over your lower back or lightly grasping the skin of your elbow. if he’s being a bit daring he’ll pull you closer to him with a hand behind your head and there’ll be no doubt that by the time you’re done you’ll be gasping for air with swollen lips as yuta stares back at you with an innocent, shit-eating grin.

ʚ ⋮  kim doyoung

• when it comes to anything you, doyoung tends to panic and forget that he doesn’t have to put on an act to impress you anymore. no matter how much he’s dying inside to be close to you, he can’t help but play hard to get.
• he sees you lean in towards him and goes !!! and his hands work ahead of his brain, pushing you away. you’ll try again, but he can’t seem to get it together and after a while you get discouraged, readying to leave without the thing you came for. luckily, the one braincell that showed up for work that day kicks in and doyoung grabs your hips, pulling you onto his lap. he lets you get comfortable, leaning you against his chest while mixing whispered apologies and soft kisses into your neck.

ʚ ⋮  jung jaehyun

• by nature jaehyun is so kind hearted and caring and when it comes to you? he becomes almost completely selfless. your comfort and consent are always first in line for anything he does. he’s always checking in on you and asking how you’re feeling or if it’s alright if he places his hand a certain somewhere.
• his kisses are soft and slow! he takes time to cup your cheek and stare at your lips before leaning in. most of the time, he has a track running in the back that helps establish whatever mood you’re going for!

ʚ ⋮  kim jungwoo

• choose your character: a complete sweetheart or a complete tease. only i lied, and it’s not a choice with jungwoo, you get both at the same time.
• jungwoo has got it bad for you and he’s one-hundred percent ready to give you everything you’ve ever wanted… except for when it comes to kisses.
• you’re cute, but he’s not gonna fold that easily.
• he’ll kiss you everywhere but your lips just to have you whining with puppy eyes and shaking his arm, begging him to give up the act and kiss you. lucky for you, jungwoo is not built as different as he says he is nor is he god’s strongest soldier and he ends up crumbling at your puppy eyes.

ʚ ⋮  mark lee

• he’d kiss you all the time if he could.
• you could’ve been together forever and he would still be getting giggly over the close proximity. you’re just so pretty? and he’s so in love? he can’t help but feel giddy.
• that being said, mark takes forever to actually kiss you because he can’t stop breaking away to laugh. he gets two centimeters away from your face and he just falls into a fit of giggles before softly slapping your arm as he apologizes
• (“sorry, sorry, i’ll do it for real this time! i swear! stop looking at me like that!”)
• the only exception would be if he’s in a rush or running late to his recording session after a restful night at your place. he’d grab the bagged lunch you made for him just minutes before and rush towards the kitchen island to press a swift kiss to your cheek before running out the door, yelling his goodbyes.

So Yuta is a villain in his acting debut….okay I’m not like totally losing my marbles right now

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