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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 10 months

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Caught in the act

Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader

Genre: Angst

CW: Cheating.

Prompts: 10) “Please don’t go.”

30) “I don’t hate you”

50) “Please, let me in.”

Word Count: 2205

Summary: You thought your relationship was perfect, Mingi was all you could ever ask for in a partner, but it all changes when he betrays you in the worst way.

Prompt List MasterList Buy me a Coffee

It's close to closing time, and you just can't wait to get out of work. The day felt like it's dragged on but you couldn't be more excited to get home to surprise Mingi, who's been working extremely hard himself so you just want to do something nice for him.

With a few moments to spare, you couldn't resist checking your phone, noticing a message from Mingi himself.

[16.36] Mingi: Hey baby, I'll be running a little bit late tonight, work has run over. I'm so sorry, but I'll make it up to you when you get home.

Perfect, you thought. You'd have more than enough time to ensure that everything is perfect, there's no way he wouldn't have a smile on his face when he gets home and that got you bouncing on your feet.

Through the last of the customers rushing through the shop to grab the last coffee of their day, you keep an eye on the clock, eyes switching between that and the coffees that you make. It was evident that you wanted to leave by the way you were able to smash out all the coffees with a quickened pace, going from the longest queue to the last few stragglers who managed to slide their way into the door just before it was time to lock up.

With the last coffee handed to the last customer, turn to face your manager who's got a reassuring smile on his face. "You're free to go now, there's already two of us on to close the shop so you can go. You've done brilliant today, thank you for your hard work."

There was no way you could say no to that, knowing you'd have to make a quick stop at the store to grab your essentials to make Mingi his favourite meal and grab his favourite wine before he finishes work himself.

"Thank you, see you the weekend!" Excitedly, you grab your belongings and exit the building, running the quick errands that you needed to make before going to the store and finally making your way back to Mingi's apartment.

Holding the spare key he gave you made you feel special and comfortable... Happy even. You couldn't be more grateful that your relationship with him has been nothing but genuine and amazing, and the fact that he trusts you with a key? It kept your mind at ease.

With the light clicking of your keys crashing against each other as you rush towards his front door, you sigh to yourself in contentment, planning the night in your head and making a mental note of a checklist of to-do's before he gets home.

It still felt strange letting yourself into his apartment, but it also felt extremely right. Though you knew he wasn't home, you still let yourself in quietly. Just a little habit that you've picked up as usually he's passed out asleep on the couch after work, exhausted from such busy and tiring days.

Expecting it to be dead silent in the flat, you weren't sure if you were hearing things or if the neighbours were being louder than usual. Hearing faint noises coming from somewhere puts you on edge a little, practically tip-toeing around the apartment to get closer to the sound, which seemed to be coming from Mingi's room.

"Did he finish early himself? Damn." You thought to yourself, the excitement of surprising him quickly wearing off as the voice became more apparent that it was his.

It was going to be a case of brushing it off and feeling lucky that he's home and you'll be able to spend more time with him but when another voice answers him, you're on edge. The closer you got to the room, the more sounds that are audible, his low grunts paired with a feminine moan and the creak of his bed makes your stomach turn, physically causing you pain.

He isn't? He wouldn't.

No matter how much you try to deny it to yourself, the pain of hearing the noises getting progressively louder, the sound of Mingi's pleasured moans becoming more frequent, there was no way it was not what you thought it was.

It was your sign to turn away and never look back again, but with the war inside your head, you needed proof. You needed clarity. But what a huge mistake that turns out to be when you open the door as quietly as you could to have your heart ripped into shreds at the sight of what's going on in the room.

Tears sting at the corners of your eyes at the sight of this girl you have never seen before, laying under Mingi with her legs over his shoulders, his lips firmly pressed against hers. Oblivious to your presence at the door.

After the initial shock wears off a little, a loud crash from the glass breaking of the wine bottles and the bang of the groceries hitting the floor could be heard, but you're already heading towards the front door. Unable to think straight, you were suffocating and felt like you were going to pass out if you stayed in the apartment any longer.

"Y/N! Wait" Mingi calls out from behind you, fumbling to get his jeans back on and almost tripping around the place, managing to get a hold of your wrist before you successfully make it out of the door.

It was a struggle to try and get out of his grasp, cursing at him through gritted teeth and glassy eyes, unable to even face him. The more he held on, the more you were unable to stand up straight, finally releasing yourself from his grasp.

"Let me explain! Please don't go!" He bellows, the girl pushing past you partially dressed and seemingly ashamed as she rushes off down the hallway.

Without looking at him, you stop in your tracks, barely looking over your shoulder and give him a cold, harsh tone, "There's no need. I've seen it all".

Before he could even grab you again, you're already halfway down the corridor, getting the urge to run out of the building and onto the street. With no sign of him chasing you, you crumble onto the steps, pouring your heart out as the tears crash against the stone steps.

Saying you hardly slept that night would be an understatement, no sleep was had, all you could do was sit awake on the couch and cry your heart out. Your whole relationship with Mingi, gone, the relationship you thought was bulletproof was now all gone in a flash.

All night your phone had been going crazy, call after call, text after text, all from Mingi who was begging you to hear him out and let him explain. Of course you ignored them all, what could he possibly explain? What is his reason to betray you like that? You were done, done with him and done with dating as a whole. How were you going to trust anyone at this point? Mingi was someone who gave you the world, made you fee like the only thing that ever mattered, the perfect gentleman and he pulls this shit. If he could do it to you then anyone else could and you weren’t going to risk it.

The hours blurred into one, you only knew it was midday thanks to your clock on the wall. You’d been awake over 24 hours and you were exhausted, yet you still couldn’t sleep, the image of that girls legs draped over Mingi’s shoulders was burned into your brain and was all you could see when you shut your eyes. Coffee was your only friend now.

Pouring probably your 5th coffee you were disturbed by an urgent knock at the door. You were in no hurry to answer it, if you left it long enough the person would go away, but he knocking continued.

“Y/n, please, let me in.” You heard Mingi practically sobbing from the other side of the door. Your heart fell to your feet, you didn’t want to face him...not yet.

“Y/n, I’m begging you, please open the door.”

You don’t know what too over you, you didn’t know if it was the exhaustion making you think irrationally or if it was the sound of his sobs that go to you, but you found yourself approaching the door and opening it a crack.

Mingi’s face was blotchy from crying and from what you could guess, he’d been crying for hours, not that you cared, he did this to himself, he had no right to cry. You tried to slam the door in his face but he was fast enough to slip his foot in the doorway, letting out a small wince of pain as you jammed his foot in the door.

“Get your foot out of the door.”

“Please, can you let me in for a little bit, I just want to explain.” Everything in your head was telling you not to and to just kick his foot from the door, lock it and never speak to him again, but part of you felt it could do with a really good laugh and maybe listening to his pathetic excuses could give you just that.

You let go of the door and turn to walk into your living room. Entering your apartment, Mingi tries to wrap his arms around you in an attempt of a hug.

“Get...off me, I didn’t say you could come near me.” You warned, shoving his arms from you and creating distance between the both of you.

“Y/n, I need you to know I love you so much.” Mingi tries pleading but the statement makes you scoff.

“You’re kidding me right?”

“No, I really, really lo..”

“Cut the shit Mingi, you and I both know what you did that night so don’t you dare even think to pull the ‘I love you’ card on me and think I’ll drop the whole thing and come crawling back.”

“Just let me explain.”

“Okay, go on then, explain, amuse me.” You say, folding your arms across your chest and waiting for what ever sorry excuse was going to spill from his mouth.

“I was drunk ok, it was a stupid drunken mistake. I went out with a few of the guys, I had a little too much and the rest was a blur until I saw you walking out.”

“Bullshit.” You spat. First he cheats and now he’s lying to your face, what more did he have up his sleeve?

“You told me you were going to be late home because work was running late, not once did you say anything about drinks with the guys, so don’t tell me this was all a stupid mistake when you had been lying to me from the beginning. How can I even trust you when you say it was a drunken mistake?”

Mingi attempts to hold your hands wanting to wholeheartedly tell you it really was a mistake but when you took a big step back away from him he tucked his arms behind his back.

“I’ve broken your trust, I know that, and you probably hate me too but I swear to you y/n, hand on heart it was a dumb mistake.” His eyes started to fill with tears again, his whole body trembling as he willed himself not to break down again.

“Mingi...I don’t hate you.” You sigh. He looks at you, eyes wide and with a small glint of hope in them, hope that you’d forgive him. You could see the way he perked up and you had to put a stop to it before he got the wrong idea.

“I don’t hate you, but I also don’t forgive you. I’m done, this can’t be undone or taken back and a simple sorry isn’t going to cut it. You were my world and you go and do that to me, the lying, the cheating, drunk or not I couldn’t give a shit, you did it and that’s all that matters.”

Mingi didn’t think he could hurt anymore than what he already had, but hearing those words leave your lips and the look on your face that told him you meant every word cut deep with him. He’d lost you and it was his own fault.

“I...I’m sorry.” He whispers before finally letting the tears escape.

“I want my stuff back from your apartment. I’ll gather all your stuff today and I’ll be over tomorrow with it all and I want mine in return, after that I don’t want to see you.” He could only nod in reply. If it’s what you wanted then it was what you’d get, you don’t want to see or hear from from him then he’ll disappear, but if you ever for some reason wanted to see him again he’d welcome you back with open arms.

With a small nod of your head you lead him towards the door and shut it behind him. That was it, it was all over, tomorrow will be the last time you see him and right now you were okay with that, meanwhile Mingi found himself slumped against your front door, silently sobbing to himself wishing things could have been different.

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 10 months

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Hii ! Can I request how ateez would be having a tall s/o? (i'm 1,74cm 😞)

Done, I hope you enjoy it 🥰

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 10 months

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Ateez reaction when they have a tall S/O.

Hongjoong: He doesn’t mind your height at all, but when you start to tease him is when he starts to bite back, even more so when you hold him back at arms length, giggling to yourself. There are days he wishes he could do this to you, but he still finds it funny n9ne the less.

"Y/n let go of me I swear to god!" Hongjoong yells as he tries to grab at you.

"Aww, you're so cute. So small." You giggle really trying to dig your heels in... and it worked, the small, frustrated growl that came out of him was too cute for you to handle.

Seonghwa: He loves it, his clothes fit you perfectly instead of looking a little baggy on you, and he loves to find you lounging around in his clothes like you own them.

"Are... are those my clothes?" Seonghwa questions, tilting his head to get a better look at your outfit.

"Ah, ah, correction, they're OUR clothes."

Yunho: He’s not bothered by your height, in a way it might be less back ache for him to bend over and kiss you, but don’t be fooled he could still throw you over his shoulder like you were nothing. He especially loves it when you try to be a lot taller than him, going on your tiptoes and stretching your neck to gain extra height.

“Y/n, just give up, I know you’re tall but I’m still just that little bit taller...still cute though.” He beams patting your hair.

Yeosang: Yeosang has always admired your long legs. Your height didn’t phase him in the slightest, but your legs...now those had a chokehold on him. His eyes always wandered along your legs and his hands couldn’t help but follow. You could be laying on the couch with him and his hands are automatically running themselves along the length of your legs and he will always glance in amazement.

“Yeo, you okay over there?”

“They just seem to never end.” He whispers as his hands trail higher. “They go on forever.”

San: San was now very untrusting of your height. At first, it wasn't anything he'd think about. You were you, and he loved you no matter what, but one day, you took a bit too much advantage of your height and hid his favourite snack away in a high place as a prank.

"San, what are you doing?" You ask, watching as he looks around the kitchen with a strong look of concentration on his face and his arms full of snacks.

"Nothing... I'm definitely not looking for a snack hiding spot if that's what you're thinking... don't be crazy y/n."

Mingi: He loves your height. He's forever giving you forehead kisses just because he can reach without effort, and because he can, he'd also love to nuzzle his nose randomly with yours when you're next to each other just to watch you blush.

"So small." Mingi beams giving you a quick peck on the forehead.

"Small!?! I'm almost the same height as you, I'm not small."

"You're still smaller than me, so I get to say you're small."

Wooyoung: This boy is a menace, he’s always calling you to grab stuff off the higher shelves when he’s cooking or just looking for a snack, he knows full well he only needs to go on his toes a little and he’d reach it but why would he have to struggle to do that when you’re there and can do it effortlessly?

“Woo, you’re able to get that surely, just grab it with your finger tips.”

He looks over his shoulder at you, pout present on his face as he looks at you with puppy eyes. “But you can reach it better...please?”

After getting the big baby what he wants he’s back to his usual self.

Jongho: He’s the silent admirer. Anything you do he's in awe over, evey outfit you wear he can't help bit stop and stare at how perfectly your clothes accentuate your height. The height difference between you turns some head from time to time, but he loves it. On the inside, his pride is growing every second as he thinks, "Yeah, they're with me, and they're perfect."

"Jongho, what's got you smiling like an idiot?" You giggle, noticing how the apples of his cheeks start to turn a little pink.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you look amazing in that outfit... or any outfit really."

Prompt List MasterList Buy me a Coffee

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 11 months

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A Childhood Promise

Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader

Genre: Fluff

CW: None

Word Count: 1567

Summary: You and Mingi have been best friends since you were in diapers, you’ve done everything together, but when you find a small box he’s kept at the back of his closet, your friendship is about to change forever.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

Snack bowls laid out on the table, a range of bottled drinks set out and only the light of a single lamp and the TV lighting up the living room. It was your weekly movie night with Mingi, something you’d both been doing for as long as you could remember. At this point it became a routine, you’d walk into his apartment at the same time every week and the same lay out would be there to greet you. This week was Mingi’s turn to chose the movie and you were overjoyed to see what he’d picked.

“Spirited away? I haven’t seen this film in years.” You beam looking at the TV seeing it ready to be played.

“I thought I’d take the nostalgic route today, remember, we used to watch this all the time as kids.”

“Yes, and you always kept on about how you wanted to be Haku but only his dragon form.” You giggle as the memory of 5 year old Mingi running around the living room of his home pretending he was a dragon.

“Hey, he was and still is badass.”

“I’m not saying any different.” You laugh again, giving him a small nudge with your shoulder.

“God, seeing that now has made me think back to when we were kids and all the shit we used to get up to.” You smile as flashes of memories popped up in your head.

“Do you remember the tree house your father helped us build?”

“The one that was really wonky and the door hardly stayed on?” You laughed nodding your head at Mingi, the way you two remember it was completely different; he remembered it as a wonky wooden box with a door that didn’t work properly and you remember it being a fortress where you’d both fight off goblins who were after your rock collection treasure.

“What about that trip to Jeju with your family?” Mingi beamed as he remembered the views and the endless hours of playing on the beach, meanwhile you’re erupting into laughter.

“YES, and you lost your swim shorts in the sea!” By this point you were crying from laughing so hard while Mingi sat next to you rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, I still haven’t forgotten about the time you were doing cartwheels on the beach and kicked an old woman in the process.” Your laughter died down as the embarrassment came back to you as you relived the whole experience.

“Ok, embarrassing moments aside, isn’t Jeju where we bought our matching friendship bracelets?” You ask, fiddling with the thin orange woven band around your wrist. “Speaking of which, where's yours?”

“I wore it for years, but you know what I’m like with delicate things so I keep it in my room so it doesn’t break.” It was true Mingi had a habit of breaking things, unintentionally of course, and it warmed you that he cherished it that much he didn’t want it to get damaged.

You both sigh out a small giggle, your reminiscing over and leaving you both smiling like idiots. You’d be lost without each other, it never mattered how many friends you’d lose in your life, as long as you had each other that was enough. Mingi leans forward to grab the remote to finally start the movie, but that’s when you jump up.

“Where are you going?”

“Blankets are essential for movie night.” You call back as you were already halfway to his room.

You knew Mingi’s apartment like the back of your hand, so finding the blankets was a piece of cake. You throw open the doors to his closet and rummage around the bottom of it looking for the perfect blanket. Pulling out piles of blankets you got to the back of the closet and that’s where you found it, a small shoe box hidden in the far corner. You peak your head through the doorway to see where Mingi was an seeing he was still on the couch waiting for you, you decide to snoop a little.

Sitting cross-legged between the open doors of the closet, you pulled the small box onto your lap and lifted the lid off. At first glance the box seemed to be filled with small trinkets and junk but when you took a closer look they were all things you recognised. You pulled out a small orange woven band that matched the one on your wrist. So this is where he kept it.

You continued to dig through the box, coming across old movie stumps, arcade tickets and a pile of photos of you and Mingi, all ranging from when you were toddlers all the way to your graduations, photos including birthday parties, holidays and playing in the park as kids. You were beaming looking through the old photos, all the memories coming back to you.

Mingi came looking for you, wondering what was taking you so long. Turning into his bedroom he finds you with the photos in hand. He freezes for a moment not sure what to do, you’d found his memory stash and part of him felt you’d feel weird about him keeping all of it.

“Y/n?”

“Mingi, I found these at the back of your closet.” You smile holding up a photo of the two of you on a beach, Mingi buried up to his neck in sand while you sit next to him, a big gappy smile with an ice cream in hand.

“What made you keep all of this?” You ask continuing to look through the box not seeing how Mingi’s face had turned a light shade of pink from embarrassment.

“Well...You’re my best friend...We’ve got a lot of memories together, ones I don’t want to forget, they’re priceless to me.” He comes over to sit next to you, picking up a pile of photos you’d put to one side a flicked through them himself. A small note peaked your interest, the paper had turned a slight yellow with age over the years. You opened it up to see a small note you’d both written as kids.

Married, house and dogs forever and ever, promise?

Promise

You giggle at the scribbles, barely readable since it looked like you wrote it when you were very young, some words were spelt wrong and some letters backwards. Mingi craned his neck over to look at what you had.

“I remember this, we promised as kids we’d get married, have a huge house with a pool and 20 dogs.” You laughed showing Mingi. “The promises kids make.”

“I still want to keep that promise.” Mingi said quietly to himself, not realising he’d said it out loud. You turned to look at him slightly wide eyed, then it hit him that he did in fact say it out loud.

“What?” You asked to make sure you’d heard him right. That was it for him, the cat was out the bag, there was no going back now.

“I said it’s a promise I want to keep...always have.”

“Mingi what are you...”

“Y/n, you’re my best friend, I love you more than anyone and I have done since I was a kid. We may have been kids when we wrote this but I was sure of it back then too, you’re the one I want to spend my every waking moment with.” He started, his confession just spilling from him at this point, happy to get it out after so many years of keeping it hidden deep down.

“As we grew up I tried to forget about it, it was just a silly promise kids make and seeing you get interested in other guys and going on dates, having boyfriends and being with you when they went wrong, I thought you’d forgotten about it or didn’t take it seriously...but I did and I still do.” You were at a loss for words. You could see the tension leaving his shoulders and him breathe a big sigh of relief like he’d been carrying a huge boulder on his back.

“Mingi...do you really mean it?”

“Of course I do, I’ve loved you since we were kids, it was always you, I didn’t say anything because I can’t lose you and I realise now I said this I might have already fucked things up but...” You cut his rambling off by giving him a sweet peck on the cheek making him stop dead in his tracks and his cheeks heated up to a deep red blush.

“Wha...What was that?” He asked, not completely processing what happened.

“You were rambling. If I knew about this sooner then I would have confessed to you sooner.” His eyes were the size of saucers. You felt the same?

“I felt the same as you growing up, granted I didn’t think too much about the promise we made as kids, but I still felt the same, watching you grow up and girls having crushes on you, I thought I wouldn’t stand a chance and would just stay the best friend.”

It was his turn to kiss you now, but not on the cheek. His hands held your face and pulled you close to him as his lips lightly met yours. He felt like he was finally breathing air for the first time, it felt so right, so natural. You guessed your nosy personality worked out in your favour for a change.

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 11 months

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We should tell him

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

CW: Secret relationship, marking, creampie.

Word Count: 1520

Summary: Yunho is your brother Mingi’s best friend, they told each other everything, nothing was a secret between them...well...except your relationship with Yunho.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

With a hand on the back of your neck, and a hand pinned to your hip, your body comes colliding with the wall. Being flush against it with Yunho in front of you, the heat radiating off his body as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, pleading for entrance but you can’t help but giggle into the kiss.

“You know, he’ll kill you if he comes home and catches us.”

“Then you’ll have to keep quiet in case he does.” Yunho hums, slipping your shirt over your head, his hands slowly running down your torso, mapping out every curve of your body. Right now he couldn’t give two shits if your brother came home, he’d be able to deal with the consequences but right now he needed to feel every inch of you. Goosebumps erupted all over your skin, the combination of Yunho’s warm touch and the risk of your brother finding out about your secret relationship was thrilling to say the least.

Yunho’s hands run down from your waist, settling at the back of your thighs, lifting you like you weighed nothing, carrying you the few steps to the bed before dropping you onto the mattress. He tears away his own shirt and despite seeing him shirtless many times the sight never fails to take your breath away.

With a smirk plastered on his face, he makes quick work of removing the rest of your clothing, throwing the garments in all directions leaving them scattered around your room before stripping himself.

He takes a moment to marvel at your naked form sprawled out in front of him. Crawling on top of you his eyes pierce yours, lust spilling from them as he thinks over what he'd like to do to you first. But time wasn't on his side, as much as he'd love to keep you under him for as long as possible, he knew he had to make this quick.

His hands lightly trail down your torso and brush along your thigh before his fingers settle on your sensitive nub. You were already soaked and Yunho found himself grinning from the fact he’d got you this worked up even though he barely touched you.

“Yunho.” You whimper, holding onto his wrist. “Please just fuck me.”

“Are you sure you can take it baby?” His tone was teasing but his question was genuine, he didn’t want to go straight in if it meant it would cause you pain or discomfort.

“I’m a big girl, I can take it.” You smirk, wiggling your hips at him slightly. The low groan he let out was almost inaudible, his head dropping back as he tried to compose himself.

With a sort of needy force, Yunho grabs your ankles, throwing your legs around his waist as he lowers himself down to you, his tip teasing at your entrance. Your needy squirming only made him want to tease you even more, he wanted you to beg and plead for him but the look in your eye already had him on the edge.

He sank into you slowly and carefully, easing you into the stretch that had already rendered you breathless. He kissed you through it and lightly ran his hands along your waist soothing you. A shaky moan fell from his lips as he bottomed out, staying still for a while to let you adjust.

You took full advantage of his stillness, latching your lips to his neck, kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. You could feel his muscles tense above you, his hands gripping your waist and his eyes fluttering closed as he tilts his head a little to give you more room and a harmony of sighs and moans fill your ears the more you worked him up.

Waiting became too much for him at this point. He could feel how tight your walls were around him and it was driving him to the point of insanity. He started to slowly thrust into you but the friction of that alone had his mind spiralling, the much needed feeling of pleasure got to his head.

“Shit, I’m sorry baby at this rate I’m not gonna last to long, I’ll make it up to you though...promise.” He says shooting you a wink before the ruthless thrusts began.

If Mingi was to get home at that moment he’d know instantly what was going on in your bedroom, the way the bed was creaking, your desperate moans that you tried to hide and the loud sound of skin slapping skin as Yunho fucked you into next week would have painted him a very detailed picture.

Your nails were digging into any part of Yunho’s flesh you could grab onto and his hands gripped your thighs brusingly as he used them to keep his balance. Your release hit you suddenly and like a ton of bricks, your back arching off the bed and your shaky legs tightening around his waist.

His moans matched yours as your walls tightened around him, taking his pleasure to a whole new height. His pace got sloppy as his own high got closer and with a final harsh thrust and a long low moan, Yunho flopped on top of you, his hips only slightly moving as he rode out his high.

You both had a short moment enjoying your post sex cuddles, your fingers running through his slightly damp hair and his arms wrapped around your waist as he buries his face in your chest.

“We’d better get cleaned up, I don’t think he’s home yet.” Yunho mumbles into your chest and sighing before reluctantly getting off you.

He was right, Mingi wasn’t home yet and that gave you both a chance to get cleaned up and dressed like nothing happened. With everything around you looking normal you both took your seats on either end of the couch. When Mingi walked through the front door you and Yunho were met with his confused face.

“Yunho, what are you doing here?”

“He turned up around 10 minutes ago looking for you, I invited him in since I knew you weren’t going to be too long.” You smile, internally high fiving yourself for thinking up an excuse that quick. Mingi nods, oblivious to why Yunho was really there and took a seat between the tow of you.

For a while Mingi and Yunho talked like they usually do, about anything and everything, while you sat quietly scrolling on your phone listening in to their conversation here and there, but there was one part that got your attention a little too much.

“Bro, are those hickeys?” Mingi asks pointing to the dark purple blotches you’d left on Yunho not even an hour ago. Your eyes widen to the size of saucers, your heart hammering in your chest so hard you could hear it. Your pleading eyes find Yunho’s calm ones and you wonder how the hell he could stay so calm after being asked a question like that.

“Oh, yeah, I met a girl last night and one thing led to another and..” He shrugged gathering Mingi could put the pieces of the puzzle together himself and in typical bro manner Mingi gave Yunho a congratulatory high five.

“Is she hot, I need to know the details.” Yunho shot you a sneaky look over Mingi’s shoulder. He couldn’t deny his best friend the dirty details of his escapades.

“She’s very hot, a real freak too.” He smirks, his eyes not leaving you. You were sweating at this point, Yunho was playing a dangerous game and even though Mingi wasn’t that sharpest you were sure he’d be able to crack something like this.

Yunho continued to give Mingi the dirty details, practically reliving what happened an hour ago and the many times you’d slept together before. You were now hiding behind your phone trying to hide the blush that started to creep onto your face.

“Damn, y/n you hearing this?” Mingi asks amazed over his best friend’s colourful sex life.

“Yeah, she sounds like a hoot.” You reply as nonchalantly as you could.

“Oh trust me, she is.” Yunho smirks, his eyes burning into your own.

“Well I need a drink after all that, you guys want one?” Mingi asks you both before getting up. You both take up his offer and watch as he walks off into the kitchen. You take this opportunity to slide over to Yunho.

“When do we tell him?” You ask, your voice barely a whisper not wanting to risk Mingi even catching a whiff of what you were saying.

“Don’t you worry about it baby, I got this all under control, but I’m afraid we may need to wait a little longer to tell him we’re together, especially now that I’ve just spilled every detail of our sex life to him.” He giggles sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You’re on thin ice for that Yunho.” You lightly threaten, trying to look pissed but failing miserably since his smile melts you every time.

“Well I guess I have two things to make up for now don’t I?”

#trope'pril #ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #ateez fluff #yunho #yunho scenarios #yunho smut #yunho fluff #jeong yunho #jeong yunho scenarios #jeong yunho smut #jeong yunho fluff #stayteez trope'pril #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #kpop fluff #titch collabs

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Happy first birthday!

I just wanted to say a quick happy first birthday to this blog, even though it was Friday 😅.

This year has been so much fun, I’ve written so many fics that I’m so proud of and I’m happy I’ve made some of your ideas and requests come to life. I’m so grateful for all of you, and to be so close to 2k followers in a year is insane to me.

I’m still on my small hiatus but I’m looking forward to being back and writing for you again and thank you so much for sticking by me throughout my break. I can’t wait to get more fics and series out for you all, I have some ideas up my sleeve and I hope you’re all just as excited as I am for them.

I’ll see you all soon, love you and happy 1 year!

Titch

#ateez #Titch talks

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 1 year

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Small Hiatus

Hi guys, I've been playing with this idea for a while and the last week has made me realise how much I really need to take a small step back and have a break from writing for a bit

As most of you know I've been dealing with really bad writers block since December last year and it hasn't really gotten any better, I'm actually surprised I got as far into trope'pril as I did and now I'm just feeling really burnt out and stressed about getting posts out when they're due.

So I'm going to be taking a couple weeks off from writing, maybe a month. I will still be around to chat but I'm not going to be actively writing and posting during my break. As a result of this I sadly will not be taking part in @whatudowhennooneseesyou 's Mommy May, as much as I wanted to join in and was looking forward to it I don't have the mental strength to write the fics I had planned out for it.

As for the last 2 posts of trope'pril they will still be going up but they'll be delayed until the end of my break. My 2 series (behind closed doors and the roommate agreement) will resume when I come back too.

I'm sorry to have to drop an update like this but I think it's something I really need. Please stay safe everyone and I love you all so much. I'll see you when I get back.

Titch

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #titch talks

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 1 year

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#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez angst #wooyoung #wooyoung scenarios #wooyoung smut #wooyoung fluff #wooyoung angst #wooyoung series

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Stay the night.

Pairing: Choi Jongho x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Pwp, slight hair pulling, oral (M receiving), spanking.

Word Count: 1835

Summary: It’s not out of the ordinary to be called to Jongho’s place late at night, but what is odd is when he asks you to spend the night.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

It’s 2am and you’re heading to Jongho’s apartment for the second time this week. When your friends with benefits situation started the sex was pretty spaced out, maybe once every few weeks, a little more than that if he was having a particularly shit time with work, but now you found yourself in his bed at least twice a week. You weren’t complaining in the slightest, the sex was great, there were nights where he was gentle and caring and then there were nights where he had you pinned to the bed or the wall, gripping you so hard he left bruises as he railed you into next week.

Heading towards his door you wonder which side of him you'll receive tonight, the anticipation of it eating away at you as you end up getting yourself more and more worked up with every step the more you thought about it.

It was clear he'd been eagerly awaiting your arrival, you only get to knock on the door once and a relatively pissed off Jongho opens it from the other side. You don't even make it through the doorway before his hands are tangled in your hair tugging you into a hot and needy kiss, pulling you forwards into the apartment and shutting the door with his foot. You weren't expecting such a fervent kiss right off the bat but you tried your best to keep up with his pace.

"So eager tonight." You joke, pulling away to catch your breath, meanwhile his eyes are piercing you.

"Work was shit." He replies simply, catching your lips with his again. He's not waiting any time with you tonight as his hands grip the back of your thighs, lifting you off the floor and taking you to his room.

His movements are hasty, sitting on the bed with you straddling his lap, his hands quickly working to undress you while you do the same, barely keeping up with him. You try to break away from the kiss to ask him again what all the rush was but every time you moved as much as an inch away from his lips he dived right back in.

“J...Jongho.” You say breathlessly, finally having pulled yourself away from his lips while he busies himself trailing kisses along the side of your neck. “What’s got you like this, what’s the rush we have all night?”

“I need you right now.” He mumbled against the skin of your neck, his hands coming down to grip handfuls of your ass.

“Was work really that bad?” He nods against you in response and you smirk lightly. Gripping his shoulders you push him back slightly away from you and get off his lap. His eyes widening and watched your every movement wondering what you were doing. Leaning over, you pull his sweatpants off completely and nod your head to signal him to sit at the top of the bed. He does as he’s told, his eyes never leaving yours and the tent in his boxers becoming more and more visible the longer you kept him waiting in anticipation.

“Well.” You start, removing the rest of what was left of your clothing and crawling towards him on the bed. “If work was as bad as you say it was then how about I make you feel better tonight?” Your sultry voice and the way your hands lightly ran themselves up his thighs had his cock twitching in it’s confines.

Jongho really was in a hurry, his hands flying to the waistband of his boxers, pulling them off in one clean movement, his cock springing free and it never failed to make your mouth water. The hunger in your eyes was clear, your eyes fixed on his cock and the small bead of precum on his tip.

You moved forward, giving his tip small kitten licks, lapping up the precum while teasing him slightly at the same time. His hand tangled in your hair once again and a low hum leaving his throat as he savours the feeling of your tongue on his cock, licking tip to base and back up again. You were trying to see how long you could tease him like this before he finally broke and the answer was not that long. His hand gripped your hair tighter, urging your head down on him.

You gave in a little, only taking his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and stroking the rest with your hand lightly. The growl that came from Jongho was one of pleasure and frustration, you were giving him what he wanted but not in the exact way he wanted it. Thrusting his hips he attempts to slip more of his cock into your mouth and when that didn’t work the rough tug he gave to your hair did. Opening your mouth gasping at the sudden pain gave him the opportunity to fully sheathe himself in your mouth.

A sharp thrust had his tip hitting the back of your throat making you gag, but that’s what he loved most about you sucking his cock, the way he was so big you could barely take it all and became a gagging, drooling mess.

Setting your own pace you bob your head on his cock, using your hand to work on what you couldn’t reach with your mouth. His moans are filling the room accompanied by breaths of “Ah fuck” and “So good”. Humming in satisfaction the vibrations have his hand gripping your hair tighter and the volume of his moans increasing. You feel how his cock starts to twitch in your mouth and that’s when you decide to pull away from him, wiping away the saliva that was trailing down your chin.

“Y/n....what the...why?” He complains, his chest rising and falling quickly and the look in his eye showing he was very much enjoying himself. You don’t give him an answer but instead give him a smirk as you move yourself upwards to straddle his lap again, your soaked core sitting on top of his aching erection.

“Do you want me to make you feel better or not?” He gives you an eager nod in response.

“Then shush.” He wasn’t used to you being like this, topping him and telling him what to do, you were usually the pretty pillow princess who gave in to his every command, but he’ll let it slide for now, eager to see what you had in mind. Lifting your hips you slide yourself easily onto his cock, low moans filling the room from the both of you.

“Fuck.” You mutter under your breath, the way he stretched you making you throw your head back and the tight grip his hands had on your hips only added to your pleasure. Jongho was getting impatient, using his hands to help you roll your hips to get the friction you both so desperately needed.

The power you felt being on top made you want to tease him even more. Adjusting your legs so you could balance better, you began to slowly bounce on his cock, using his shoulders for leverage.

“Don’t tease me.” Jongho growls, giving your ass a harsh slap making you whine and clench around him, the feeling making his eyes roll back and a moan slip past his lips.

“Why not...this is fun.” You giggle, slowing your pace down even more just to get on his last nerve. His grip on your hips tightens as he tries to move you himself but to no avail. You’re driving him insane at this point, the pleasure so good but nowhere near what he needs to get his release. Taking matters into his own hands, Jongho flips the both of you in one effortless movement, pinning your arms above your head.

“You said you wanted to help me but instead you tease me.” His voice was low next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He didn’t say anything more before he starts to piston his hips into you, desperation evident with every thrust as he tries to chase his high.

Your body fell limp, leaving Jongho to use you as he pleases and the pleasure reducing you to a moaning mess as he repeatedly hits your sweet spot, the fast pace making all the more pleasurable.

“Jongho...fuck.” You cry out, the knot in your stomach tightening signaling your impending orgasm.

“Me too, you feel so good...ahh...always feel so good for me.” He moans, catching your lips with his again. You rake your nails down his back like you were desperate to grip something.

It wasn’t long before you were hit with searing pleasure, loud moans filling the room as your orgasm washed over you, your whole body trembling under Jongho as he continued to fuck into you relentlessly. His thrusts became choppy, your walls fluttering around him bringing him closer to his release.

“Shit...ahh.” He moaned before swiftly pulling out of you and pump his load all over your stomach and thighs. You were both spent, but being the gentleman he always is he prioritised cleaning you up first.

“Don’t move, I’ll be right back.” He smiled giving you a small kiss on the forehead before climbing off the bed and heading to the bathroom. With a warm cloth in hand Jongho cleaned you up, making sure there wasn’t a drop of cum left on you before dealing with himself.

Your body felt heavy with exhaustion but you still managed to get to your feet and find your clothes, pulling each garment on one by one as you found them. Your sweatpants were the last to be found and as you picked them up Jongho’s head came up to look at you.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting dressed so I can go, I can’t really walk home naked now can I?” You laugh.

“You’re leaving?” He sounded upset and you couldn’t understand why, since this whole arrangement started it was clear there were no sleepovers, just fuck and leave.

“Wasn’t that the agreement?” You ask tilting your head slightly. Jongho sits up and reaches over to grab your sweatpants from your hands, throwing them across the room.

“Stay.” Your eyes widened in surprise. He was the one who made the rule to begin with and now he’s breaking it?

“Y/n, I want you to stay tonight...please.” You couldn’t say no to him, his big pleading eyes pulling you in and the clear exhaustion you were feeling made agreeing all the more easier.

Climbing into bed you miss the beaming smile Jongho has on his face. He shuffles to the side to give you more room and as you settle down you feel his arms being thrown over you, pulling you against his chest and holding you tightly.

“Thank you.” He whispers, nudging the back of your head with his nose lightly before drifting off to sleep. This was new, a new step in your friendship with Jongho, you didn’t know what it meant...if it meant anything at all, but you were looking forward to where this whole ordeal could possibly be heading.

#trope'pril #ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #jongho #jongho scenarios #jongho smut #choi jongho #choi jongho scenarios #choi jongho smut #stayteez trope'pril #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #titch collabs

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 1 year

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R.I.P Moonbin

My heart goes out to Moonbin’s family and friends, Astro and Aroha for the devastating loss. This just proves we really don’t know what someone’s going through behind closed doors and I hope he’s at peace and happier where he is now. 🕊

#rip moonbin

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Let me show you.

Pairing: Kang Yeosang x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

CW: Reader’s first time, fingering (F receiving), protected sex, praise.

Word Count: 3826

Summary: You were envious of your best friend’s colourful sex life since yours was non existent. The frustration of being a virgin was getting to be too much, so who better to help you out than the one person you trust the most.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

Nothing sucks more than feeling like the unattractive one of the friendship group, and what makes it worse is the fact you know for sure that with the boys especially, they're not even the slightest bit innocent. How could they be when they're literally the most attractive men you've ever laid eyes on?

Especially Yeosang.

Who's been such a close friend for years, you know everything that's happened with him even if it didn't come out of his mouth. It made you so jealous, and insecure. It's saddening in your eyes that you've only ever gone as far as to kiss someone, not ever having the trust there with anyone to let it get any further. Not having trust in them and yourself, not knowing if you'd be impressive anyway.

That's all you can think about, especially when Yeosang's phone constantly pings with notifications when you're trying to focus on the game of Mario Kart but the notifications get you dangerously curious as to what's going on in his life.

"Someone's popular." You quip, nudging his shoulder lightly as his character on the game goes slightly off the track.

"What was that for, look, I'm 5th place now! And I don't want to be, I wish my phone would stop for at least an hour." He smiles back, the smile slowly fading into a slight frown as he rolls his eyes at the next notification sound to come through.

“Seriously what has your phone going off like that?”

“It’s the dating apps I haven’t used in a while, I keep getting matches and they just won’t stop messaging me.” He sighs trying to put more of his focus into the game.

“You’re on dating apps?” You scoff, you couldn’t believe a guy like him would need a dating app all he has to do is step outside and he has women falling at his feet.

“Have you had much luck dating wise from them?” His eyes widen at your question and his cheeks flush with a light shade of pink.

“Umm...Well...” He’s trying to find the most vague way to describe it to you but he couldn’t think of anything other than the blunt truth.

“Put it this way...I don’t use them for dating.”

“Well if you don’t use them for dating why do you have them?” He clears his throat before answering you.

“I use them to get laid, it’s a lot easier than going to a club, but like I said I haven’t been on them in a while.”

“It’s that easy?” You ask scoffing again.

“I guess so, I just swiped for a few hours a day and matches were made.”

“You didn’t think you could potentially date any of these girls?”

“Nah, I was looking for girls who were just up for a fling, a one night stand.” You were quiet after listening to him explain, your insecurities coming back. He made it sound so easy like all you had to do was push a few buttons and there you go, a new girl in your bed every week. But you knew it wasn’t that simple, Yeosang was gifted with a pretty face, smooth voice and sweet mannerisms, but you on the other hand was awkward and couldn’t help but stutter when a cute guy spoke to you, if they spoke to you that is.

The sadness was weighing down on you and you started to loose focus in the game, your character dropping from 1st to 7th quickly. Yeosang noticed how you weren’t playing so well and looked over to you, seeing the melancholy look on your face.

“What’s up?” He asked, giving your shoulder a little bump with his but gaining no answer from you. Nudging you again and with still no answer he puts his controller down and sits facing you.

“Yeo you’re gonna lose if you don’t move.” You say quietly, trying to will your focus back into the game.

“I don’t care, tell me what’s up, you’re all quiet and glum now.”

“It’s nothing.” You answer simply, but unlucky for you Yeosang knows you like the back of his hand, he knew it wasn’t nothing. Pausing the game he takes your controller from your hand and sets it down next to his. You look up at him confused and he grabs the sides of your legs to move you to face him.

“Y/n, tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Look it’s really stupid, it’s nothing you need to worry about, I’ll be fine.” You stress, leaning forward to get your controller but Yeosang beats you to it, snatching up both controllers and holding them away from you and giving you a warning look.

“Okay fine, I guess I’m just a little jealous about how exciting your sex life is.” You pout as he gives you a small giggle.

“Told you it was stupid.”

“No, it’s not stupid, why are you so jealous anyway it’s not like it’s a big deal?” He says, his chuckles fading away but his smile still present on his face.

“I’m just so envious that you can sleep with any girl you want and it’s as easy as blinking for you and then there’s me, still a virgin and I can’t even get a guy to look at me let alone fucking sleep with me.” His smile drops and his face forms a more shocked expression.

“What?” You ask, hissing slightly feeling a little annoyed.

“I didn’t know you were still a virgin.” He responds, eyes still wide with shock as you groan at him.

“Well it’s not exactly something I advertise and you being shocked doesn’t really help.” You whine hiding your face in your hands.

“I’m sorry, I just thought you’d lost it ages ago, to that guy....what’s his name?”

“Felix? Yeah, that didn’t last long, I didn’t even kiss him.” Yeosang shuffles closer to you slightly, his full attention on you now.

“You don’t have to answer this but how far have you gone with a guy?” You’re cheeks heat up from the question, if anyone else had asked you, you’d have flat out refused to say, but this was Yeosang, the one you trusted with your life.

“I’ve only ever kissed someone.”

“Is there something stopping you from sleeping with anyone or are you just not ready yet?” His tone is soft, he doesn’t mean to poke his nose into your personal business but he can see it’s bothering you so he wanted to help in anyway he could.

“I just haven’t trusted anyone enough. Having sex makes you vulnerable to the other person and while I’ve been attracted to some guys I haven’t had that full trust with them to become that level of vulnerable with them. I’m just annoyed at myself at this point, I just want to know what all the hype is about and why everyone praises sex so much.” You sigh. Getting it out in the open was like a weight was being lifted off your shoulders, but that still didn’t change the fact you were still frustrated.

“Is there someone you can think of you trust in that way?” Yeosang asks, curiosity getting the better of him. You stay quiet, you have a name in mind but you couldn’t find it in you to say.

“Do you trust me?” His tone perked up, almost like he was joking.

“Yeo, you know I trust you with my life, you don’t need to ask that.”

“Well if you trust me that much then maybe you’d let me help you out?” His question was a serious one but his face and tone donning an air of playfulness so not to overwhelm you or make you uncomfortable. Your eyes widened as you brought your head up to look at him, you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or if he was playing so you keep quiet.

“You said you trust me right?” You nod in reply. “So in all seriousness I’m offering to help you out, I promise you I won’t judge, laugh, make jokes, none of that and if you agree we’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable with, you tell me to stop and I’ll stop instantly.”

“Yeo...I can’t ask you to do that.” You say hesitantly.

“You’re not asking me anything y/n, I’m offering. If it’s not what you want then just tell me no and we’ll leave it here and not talk about it again.” His tone was more serious and hands were on yours, his warmth comforting you as you thought about it.

You had to admit to yourself the thought had crossed your mind on many occasions. Yeosang was the type of guy you thought only existed in books, but here he was sat in front of you, your best friend, offering to be your first. There was a war going on in your head as you thought over the options. Option one was you let him be your first and then run the risk of potentially fucking up your friendship, option two was you tell him no and you stay a frustrated virgin.

“Okay.” You say with a shaky breath and so quietly he didn’t know if he heard you correctly.

“Hmm?”

“Okay. I trust you and I know you’ll look after me.” You couldn’t hide your nervousness and Yeosang could see that so it was only right he took things extra slow with you.

“Is now okay with you or do you want to pick a day, give yourself time to mentally prepare, I don’t want you to feel rushed is all.”

“No it’s okay, now is good, I’m just...nervous.” He gave you a small smile before inching himself closer to you until his knees were against yours, his hands squeezing yours a little tighter.

“It’s okay, I’ll go slow...can I kiss you first?” Your breath hitched in your throat, this was really happening, what was meant to be a normal game day with you best friend has now turned into this. You give a small nod, not daring to look him in the eye out of seer embarrassment. He gives a low sigh and uses a finger to turn your head to face him.

“I need you to tell me, I won’t do anything until you tell me with words that it’s okay.”

“You can kiss me.” You say shyly. He gave you a warm smile as he held your face in his hand slowly bringing you closer to him. He kissed you softly, his lips barely grazing yours and you couldn’t fight the little smile that spread across your face.

“Yeo.” You say pulling back with a giggle. “I’ve kissed before and I’m not made of glass.” He gave you a small wide eyed nod before pulling you back in kissing you properly this time. His lips moulded and moved perfectly with yours, guiding you to match his rhythm. You don’t know why but kissing Yeosang felt right, it was comfortable and you started to wonder why you hadn’t done this a lot sooner.

You felt him deepen the kiss, his pace picking up and his tongue lightly grazing your bottom lip, the small gasp you let out was enough for him to slip his tongue inside, his hand moving to the back of your head to hold you closer. He felt himself get carried away but there seemed to be no objection from you so he carried on.

His hands gripped your waist and guided you further up the bed to lay you down comfortably, only pulling away from the kiss for a brief moment to ask of you were okay. With a positive response and a small smile from you he stepped it up a notch. His hands wandered under your shirt slowly, his hands on your bare waist felt hot to the touch and heat slowly pooled at your core, but that didn't stop you feeling nervous.

"Can I take this off?" He asked against your lips. You gave him a shaky nod of your head but he gave you the look that screamed he wasn't happy with the answer.

"Yes." You whisper making him smile.

"That's better." He slowly peeled your shirt over your head but your arms flew up to cover your chest. This was the barest you'd been around Yeosang and you didn't know how you felt about it.

"Hey, it's okay, would this help?" He sits up slightly and removes his own shirt, throwing it off the bed to join yours on the floor.

"We're even now." He smiles and it did indeed make you feel more comfortable. He kissed you again to take your mind off of things, meanwhile he moved himself to slot between your legs and you gasp lightly at the feeling of his erection brushing against your clothed core. It was impossible to hide the smirk that grew on his face at your reaction, his hands slipping underneath you to grab your ass and pull you against him even more.

"Can I take these off too?" He asks again, pulling lightly at the waistband of your sweatpants. You grant him permission and his lips are away from you completely, sitting back in his heels as he once again slowly peels your clothing from you, his eyes never leaving yours like he was waiting for you to stop him. With your sweatpants gone he makes quick work of his own to make it even again and you smile, happy he was doing that to keep you comfortable.

"So soaked already." He coos but before he could kiss you again your hands were over your face, hiding how you were blushing so hard with embarrassment.

"Yeoo!"

"Hey," He starts, lightly pulling your hands away from your face. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's normal and it tells me I'm doing something right, okay?"

He trails kisses down your neck and collar only moving more and more down, his eyes flick up to you every now and again just to be sure. Stopping at the band of your panties he asks again if it was okay. Now the nerves were setting in and you couldn’t form a response straight away.

“I can move them to the side for now if it makes you feel better, they don’t need to come off yet if you don’t want them to.” You agree to that, the thought of at least having something on your lower half for now making the anxiety more bearable.

“Do you want my mouth or fingers baby?” The question made your eyes shoot open wide, you weren’t expecting him to ask what you wanted, you thought he’d take the lead and do what he’s used to, but no, he wanted your input and these were questions you didn’t really have an answer for.

“What?”

“Do you want me to use my mouth or my fingers?” He asked again, hovering himself over you so he could make proper eye contact. His hands stroked the inside of your thighs as he waited for your answer, the sensation making goose bumps cover your skin.

“Umm...Fingers.” You finally say and he lowers himself on top of you with a smile.

“Fingers it is.” His fingers ghost their way along your slit, collecting your wetness on his fingertips making a shaky breath pass your lips. His lips make themselves busy, peppering light kisses along your cheeks and nose, slightly distracting you from the way the pressure of his figures increased when they find your clit.

Your body reacted just they way he wanted it to when he circled his fingers around your bud, your hips moving to meet his movements, breathy whines leaving your mouth and your eyes fluttered closed from pleasure. He could feel himself growing harder and harder from every small noise you made, but he had to wait for now, right now this was all about you.

““Are you okay?” He whispered against your cheek.

“Feels nice.” Was all you could get yourself to say, your breath hitching every time he brushed over a certain spot. Yeosang teased a finger at your entrance, glancing at you trying to read your responses to his touch, with no warning signs from you he proceeded to slip a finger inside. You gasp at the intrusion and Yeosang moves to kiss you again, kissing you though every movement.

In no time he had you moaning into his mouth and slipped another finger into you, scissoring you open making sure you were properly prepped for later. His fingers curl up into your sweet spot and he smiles as he feels your walls flutter around him.

“Right here?” He asks slightly teasingly and you nod, the sensation being too much for you to form even a word of response. His hands speed up making sure to repeatedly hit the spot that had you moaning louder and louder against his lips.

A knot started to form in your stomach, an unfamiliar feeling to you but you welcomed it anyway. Your breathing got heavier and your walls were clenching around Yeosang’s fingers more and more as he drove you closer to your high.

“That’s it.” He encourages. “Just let it go baby, just let it go.” With a few more thrusts of his fingers he had your legs shaking as your orgasm hit you, pulling you in for a deep kiss, kissing you through the whole thing as he slows down his ministrations making sure to help you ride it out.

Coming back to your senses you’re met with Yeosang’s bright smile, his eyes taking in your fucked out state, smiling through the discomfort his erection was now giving him from being confined for so long.

“How was that? Are you okay?” You couldn’t find the words to tell him how you felt but your face said it all to him, you were on cloud 9 right now and your anxiety had seemed to slip away.

“Do you want to keep going? We can stop if you want to.” HIs hands rubbed at your hips lightly as he waited for your answer.

“Keep going.” You breathe out finally finding your words again.

“Can I take these off you now?” His fingers play with the waistband of your now soaked panties and you grant him permission. He’s not so slow in removing the last items of clothing, your panties and his boxers flying into the pile on the floor in seconds. He leaves you for a second longer to fish out a condom from his bedside table before dropping it on the bed next to you and settling himself between your legs again.

“Are you sure about this?”

“More than ever, I trust you.” His heart swelled at that, he knew how much trust you were putting in him and it meant the world to him and he was over the moon you chose to do this with him and not some random asshole from a bar. He gives you a small nod and a peck before pulling away to put the condom on and line himself with you.

“Ready?”

“I’m ready.” Yeosang slowly pushes into you, the stretch singing slightly making you squeeze your eyes shut. He could see the discomfort on your face and peppered you with kisses again.

“You’re doing great, I’m sorry it’s uncomfortable, it’ll be over soon.” He kept talking you through it, making your mind concentrate on something else as he slowly bottomed out.

Once he was fully sheathed he stopped all movements to give you time to adjust, despite the desperate urge to keep thrusting, the tightness of you around his cock making him go insane.

“Just tell me when you’re ready.” Yeosang says biting back a groan secretly hoping you won’t take too long. To his relief it doesn’t take you long before you’re asking him to move again, your own impatience taking over.

His thrusts start off slow, helping you to ease through the discomfort until it became pleasurable for you. Once your moans picked up again and you seemed to be enjoying yourself Yeosang’s pace picked up also, gradually getting faster and faster with every thrust he gave you. Your walls so tight around him like a vice had his head spiraling as he let the overwhelming pleasure take over everything, it wasn’t until he heard a small cry from you did he snap back to reality. His eyes focusing in on you again to see discomfort on your face again and then it hit him.

“Ah shit, I’m sorry.” He groans lightly slowing down his thrusts. “I got a little carried away there, am I hurting you?”

“No...I’m okay.” You pant, your hands gripping his toned biceps grounding yourself.

Wrapping your legs around his waist and lifting your hips slightly Yeosang was able to thrust into you deeper, hitting your sweet spot again making you cry out.

“I’m sorry I...”

“No...Keep going...please.” You beg, the knot forming in your stomach again ready to snap at any moment. Your fingers dug into his arms leaving small crescents from your nails as you were edged closer and closer to another orgasm. Your walls were fluttering around him uncontrollably and it had his high spurring closer and closer with you.

“You’re doing so well for me, so pretty, you look and sound so pretty.” His low voice rang through your ears. Moments later Yeosang had you cumming around his cock, mouth open in silent moans and your hands gripping him even harder as your legs trembled around him before falling to the bed limp. Your orgasm caused his to hit at the same time, his muscles tensing and a low moan falling from his lips as he fucked you both through the remainder of your highs.

You let out a small whine when Yeosang pulled out from you, feeling a little sore and he floods you with apologies again. After disposing of the filled condom, Yeosang flops next to you on the bed, the room silent except from the heavy panting coming from you both.

“I can see what the hype is about now.” You chuckle still slightly out of breath making Yeosang laugh along with you.

Leaning across you to grab his phone, you can't help but look at the blinding screen of him deleting the dating apps from his phone.

"Been meaning to do that for a while." He mumbles to himself, smiling at you as he sets his phone back down.

"How come?" You flutter your eyes at him, leaning on your elbows as you look down at his smiling face.

A moment of pause appears, Yeosang's too busy looking at your face, taking in every little detail he could possibly see.

"I've got everything I need here" You eyes widen at his sudden...dare you say it...confession?

“What do you mean?” He looks at you with another sweet smile, wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you flush against him.

“You’re all I need...That’s if you feel the same too.” You could have sworn your heart swelled to twice it’s size. You press a kiss to his lips, confirming you felt the same. You were both a mess of limbs, sheets and sweat, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way, you were with the one you trusted, the one who took your virginity, your one.

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Publicity Stunt

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Genre: Fluff

CW: None

Word Count: 3305

Summary: Your comeback wasn’t doing as well as it needed to so your manager comes up with the idea of a dating scandal as a publicity stunt...the only problem being you’re single.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

You were in the dance practice room again, drilling your routine into your brain over and over again despite already being in the middle of your promotion period. You couldn’t help but feel you were always doing something wrong, your comeback wasn’t doing so great, people weren’t interested and you didn’t know where you were going wrong.

“Y/n, why don’t you take a break for a bit?” Your best friend Seonghwa suggests, a worried look covering his face as he watches you push yourself to pure exhaustion.

“Nope, no time, I need to make everything better.” You argued back, not taking your eyes off your reflection in the mirror.

“Y/n it’s okay, everyone has a comeback that doesn’t work out, it’s part and parcel of the job, come on.” You continue to ignore him, your face focused and over analysing every step. Seonghwa had seen enough. Getting to his feet he turns off the music, bringing your dancing to a jarring halt.

“Hwa what the fuck!?”

“You need to call it a day today, you’ll make yourself sick.” You knew you could carry on for a few more hours but you also knew not to argue with Seonghwa, you’ll only come out of it worse. You begrudgingly give in and accept the water bottle he hands over to you.

“You’re pushing yourself too hard y/n, just get through your promotions and learn from this comeback.” You sat on the small couch next to him, your body now feeling heavy as the exhaustion starts to set in.

“It’s just disheartening. I worked so hard on this and no one seems to give a shit.” You sigh, your head flopping onto his shoulder.

“We all get times like this but we all grow and learn from it, you’ll be okay I promise.”

You’re enjoying the comfort that Seonghwa brings to you. His advice and encouraging words were helping your mental state a little and you knew how lucky you were to have someone like him by your side. Just as you could feel yourself start to doze you were startled by the door to the dance room opening. Your eyes flick up to see your manager standing in the doorway, wide eyed and for some reason uneasy.

“Sorry, I didn’t know your boyfriend was here, I didn’t mean to interrupt.” You can’t help but crack a giggle at your manager.

“No it’s fine, he’s just a friend and you’re not interrupting, what’s up?”

“Oh...right. I was just checking in on you and wanted to see if you were almost ready for me to drive you home.”

“Yeah I’m done for today, just give me a few minutes to get my stuff together and I’ll come find you.” You smile. Your manager nods in agreement and leaves you and Seonghwa alone. Shutting the door he pulls out his phone and quickly typing out an email to your CEO with an idea to get you the publicity you needed.

The next morning your manage pulls you into the CEO's office with no word of an explanation. Your anxiety hit the roof, you thought this was it for you, you did that bad they were going to cut you out of the company completely. You were planning out your apology and ways you could do better during short trip it took to get to the office, but once you were there it wasn't what you were expecting.

"Y/n as you know things aren't going to plan but we've come up with an idea that would hopefully get you the publicity and attention you need...that's if you agree to it anyway." Your boss says, leaning forward on his desk, hands clasped together awaiting a response.

"What's the idea?"

"A scandal." Now, you weren't a fan of the word 'scandal' normally when someone was caught up in one of those 9 times out of 10 it ended badly and quite frankly you didn't want your name getting dragged through the mud. The nervousness on your face was evident so he continued to explain.

"We were talking about getting you wrapped up in a dating scandal, all you'll need to do is go on a few public dates and make sure you're caught, the rest will do itself." You weren't opposed to the idea but there was one fatal flaw in their plan...you're single.

"But I don't have a boyfriend to get in a dating scandal to begin with...how will this work?"

"Fake dating. Your manager mentioned how you're very close to Park Seonghwa from Ateez, he even told me how he mistook you both for a couple last night." You nod along, quietly agreeing while you wait for him to continue.

"If your manager thought that, and he sees you everyday, then it'll be easy enough to sway the media and the public into thinking its real. I'm not asking you to do anything drastic, no big love gestures or anything like that but just go on a few 'dates', simply hang out together and you'll be fine."

"I...I'll have to discuss this with him first, I'm okay with it but I need to know he is too before I agree to anything." Your boss nods in understanding.

"That's ok, go make a phone call now, but do explain that this will bring Ateez attention too, I assume they could do with a little publicity seeing as they're on a break right now."

After leaving the office you make a quick phone call to Seonghwa, you were ready to explain everything but then found out he's just had the same conversation at KQ.

"Your manager called mine last night, they came up with the idea together." He chuckled. You both couldn't believe how sneaky they'd been but you had to give it to them, it was pretty impressive.

"I'm okay with it if you are, I need all the attention I can get right now." You sigh.

"Then let's do it, how hard can it be? We just hang out, get a few photos taken and there you go." His optimism made you smile and you were so grateful to have a friend like him who was willing to help you in this way.

"Okay, I'll go tell them...thanks Hwa I owe you."

The next day was the day of your first ‘date’ with Seonghwa and you didn’t know why you were nervous, he’s your best friend so you just had to act like you always do but maybe it was knowing you were both going to be all over dispatch that was setting your anxiety off.

You were in the car with your manager, he’d just parked at the destination of your ‘date’.

“Okay, here’s where I leave you, I’ll drop you a text once I’ve sent an anonymous message to dispatch letting them know where you are that way you’ll get a heads up at least. You got this okay, just be like you usually are.” He smiled warmly at you hoping to settle your nerves a little.

“Do you really think this is a good idea? What if it backfires and people end up hating me?”

“I doubt that would happen, yes there will be a few fans that are upset but that’s going to happen. People love the both of you so why wouldn’t the be happy to see their favourite idols together?” You take a deep breath and nod before you head out of the car.

“I’ll be in work so give me a call if you need a ride home or not.” You nod again in thanks and shut the door walking off to your meeting spot.

To your surprise Seonghwa was already there, playing on his phone while he waits.

“Were you waiting long?” You ask, catching his attention.

“No I’ve only been here 5 minutes.” He smiles. “Shall we?” He offers you his arm to take which you do so but rather stiffly.

“What’s up?”

“Nothing, I’m just nervous for some reason.”

“You don’t need to be, it’s me, come on let’s grab a milkshake...my treat.” He nudges you with a smile making you smile back, your anxieties melting away slightly.

On your way to get your milkshakes you get the text from your manager telling you the message was sent out and you were surprised by how fast dispatch were to get the story they wanted as not even 10 minutes later Seonghwa was nudging you again.

"I guess they're here, there's one over there." He warns you gesturing lightly with his head to be more discreet. You make it look like your glancing around at the scenery so you could spot the photographer.

"I guess we'll give them what they want." He smiles, intertwining his hand with yours. You look at your hands held tightly together and then up at him to see a warm comforting smile on his face.

You both made sure to be very touchy with each other, holding hands, him throwing his arm around your shoulders or waist when you were stood still, long eye contact and anything else you could think of. Before too long though it seemed you’d both forgotten about being followed by dispatch, you found yourselves not looking around for photographers or worrying about if you were acting “couply” enough, you were just being yourselves and enjoying each others company.

The next morning you were woken by your phone constantly going off, notifications from Twitter and Instagram piling in by the hundreds. You look through your notifications to see what the hell was going on only to find the photos of your ‘date’ plastered all over social media.

“BREAKING: Ateez Seonghwa reportedly dating Y/n.”

“Idol star Y/n seen with Ateez Park Seonghwa on a date.”

“New power couple? Ateez Seonghwa and Y/n spotted together on a date.”

Those were just a few of the headlines you’d seen. You told yourself from the beginning of this plan that you’d never look at the comments out of fear of getting hate, but the curiosity got too much.

“This was such a surprise! They’re so cute together.”

“I don’t know how I feel about this, maybe if it was another girl then okay 😕”

“This has to be fake.”

“My two babies TOGETHER! Excuse me while I go ugly cry.”

“It’s refreshing to see him so genuinely happy, I hope y/n treats him right.”

Just like your manager had said, there were some negatives but you were happy to see a good amount of positives. You two were blowing up, every page you went on it was people talking about you both, Instagram was flooded with the dispatch photos and you even had your friends sending you the same photos asking if it was true and why you didn’t tell them. You ignored the messages for now, you didn’t know how much you were allowed to reveal to close friends and whether or not you should be saying to fellow idols that it’s all a publicity stunt. Your thoughts were cut short when your phone rang.

“Have you seen your socials?” Seonghwa’s beaming voice asked.

“I have, we’re everywhere, dispatch are fast workers I’ll give them that.”

“They are. I had a lot of fun last night, I know it was a fake date but it was fun.” You could feel yourself starting to blush, you felt like you were talking to some guy you’d met on a blind date not your best friend.

“I did too Hwa and thank you for the milkshake.”

“Well there’s more where that came from if you’re happy to go on another fake date with me.” Your heart was hammering in your chest, this feeling was otherworldly to you. It’s not like he was asking you out on a real date but at the same time you couldn’t help but feel flustered.

“I’d like that, when were you thinking?”

“How does Saturday sound?”

“I’ll be there.”

Over the rest of your promotion period you and Seonghwa made it a habit to go on two ‘dates’ a week, but now the only problem was the line between friendly dates and real dates was starting to blur for you. It didn’t help that feelings had started to creep in. Despite the whole relationship being fake you couldn’t help but feel it was real when you were with him and the dispatch photos only added to your delusions.

It was safe to say the plan had worked, you were getting more attention on social media and views on your music, the cheers at the music shows seemed to be louder and you’d even had your first win. The same went for Ateez, with Seonghwa’s name being all over social media they were gaining more attention without needing to do anything.

“Well this has been a great success.” Your manager says taking a seat next to you in the practice room. “Once these last few days are over with you can go back to normal, no more dating scandal, just normal y/n again.”

You could feel your stomach drop. He was right once all this was over you and Seonghwa would go back to how you used to be, but you weren’t ready for that, not yet anyway.

“Yeah, no more being followed with cameras.” You laugh trying to mask how upset you actually were.

You heard a faint knock on the door before Seonghwa’s head popped around the door.

“I'll leave you guys to it.” Your manager smiles before leaving, giving Seonghwa a welcoming pat on the shoulder. Seonghwa’s mood is overly bright in comparison to yours but seeing him smiling at you made you realise the feelings that were truly starting to blossom.

“Is everything okay?” He asks coming over to you.

“Yeah, he was just telling me that now promotions are coming to an end we don’t need to worry about the fake dating thing anymore.” You sigh but keep a smile on your face as best you can. You notice how Seonghwa’s smile drops slightly at the news, maybe he was just as disappointed as you.

“Does it need to stop this very minute?”

“I’m not sure, I think we have until my promotions end.”

“Then how do you feel about going on one more date? Close off the whole press thing.” He asks with a raised eyebrow. You felt your heart stop for a second and a brief flash of hope that you weren’t the only one feeling the way you do. You’d expected him to be glad it was coming to an end, but the disappointment on his face and the proposal of one last date got your hopes up.

“I’d love that.”

“Tomorrow it is then, be ready, it’s go big or go home.”

The next evening Seonghwa picked you up, a small basket in hand and a small flower.

“What’s all this?”

“Thought we could go for a late picnic.” He smiled handing you the small flower. It’s moments like this you forget all the dates were fake and the affection you’re showing to one another is also fake...or it should be.

Walking to the park Seonghwa was a lot more touchy with you, his hand entwined with yours as he walked shoulder to shoulder with you. You took a glance around to find no cameras around yet so you found it out of character for him to be like this when they weren’t around, but you weren’t complaining.

He’d lead you to a park that was filled with flower beds and the lamps dotted around gave off a very romantic atmosphere. He’d really meant it when he said go big or go home because this had been the most romantic date you’d been on thus far. He let go of your hand and walked off a little further, pulling a blanket out from the basket and setting it down on the floor for you to sit on and pulling out the small dishes of food he’d made, laying them out nicely in front of you.

“You really went all out tonight.” You giggle waiting for him to sit with you.

“I said we’d make this a big one.” He hands you a drink and you both talk like you normally do, that was until he caught you shivering.

“Take my jacket.”

“No I can’t you’ll be cold, I’m fine honestly.” The slight chatter of your teeth gave you away and Seonghwa rolled his eyes with a smile as he took of his jacket and draped it over your shoulders, rubbing your arms lightly to help warm you up faster.

You were too distracted by the affection from Seonghwa to hear the very faint click of a camera, but Seonghwa’s ears pricked at the noise. He was a little disheartened that the photographers turned up as quick as they did, he had a plan in mind but he ideally wanted to go through with it before they turned up.

“I have something for you.” He beamed reaching for the basket and your eyes widened with curiosity. He quickly rummaged in the basket for the small gift he kept tucked away at the bottom, pulling out a small pink Lego heart.

“I made this for you this morning, I know it’s not much but I hope you like it.” He says placing it in the palm of your hand. You wanted to cry, it was so simple but coming from him it felt like so much more.

“I love it.” You beam trying to blink back the happy tears that were threatening to fall.

You spent the rest of the picnic talking about how much fun you’ve both had and how nice it’s been to be able to hang out properly even if it was just to get more attention from the public. It was getting late and you knew you both needed to call it a night. Without saying anything you both proceeded to pack everything up and get yourselves ready to go home, but that’s when Seonghwa held your hand stopping you from walking off.

“Since this is the last date do you think we should go out with a bang for them.” He asks nodding in the general direction of a photographer. You raise an eyebrow waiting for him to explain his idea, but no explanation came.

“Yes?”

“Okay, but what’s your plan?” He didn’t answer again. Seonghwa placed the basket down on the floor and pulled you in closer to him, his hand settling on your waist as the other came up to hold your face and pull you into him. He was firm but gentle with how he kissed you and it took your breath away. Your hands gripped the sides of his shirt like you were trying to ground yourself from what was happening. It was everything you wanted and better than you’d ever imagined, but it ended to quickly for your liking.

“I think that should be enough for them.” He smiles glancing over your shoulder. “But it wasn’t for me.” He pulls you in for another kiss and you can feel yourself melting into him. You both smile into the kiss and for that moment it was like you were the only two people to exist. Pulling away again his face drops but he still holds you close.

“Do we really need to end this, does it really need to be only for publicity, can’t we keep this up...maybe make it a real thing?” Your eyes widen again, you can’t tell if you’d really heard it or if it was your post kiss bliss making you hear things.

“What?”

“Can we be together for real and not just for publicity?” You could feel tears brim your eyes again as you nod at him, your smile beaming and his matching yours.

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Thin Walls

Pairing: Choi San x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Oral (M&F receiving), face fucking, hair pulling, pet names (Kitten)

Word Count: 2000

Summary: Your roommate San is one to have a different girl in his bed every weekend, but when you hear him pleasuring himself and calling out your name you can’t help but want to give him a helping hand.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

Prompt List Series Masterlist MasterList Buy me a Coffee

Saturdays were a nightmare for you as it always ended with you laying in bed trying your hardest to sleep but being unable to due to the pornographic sounds coming from your roommate’s room. It’s nights like this you cursed the very ground San walked on. It was one thing having an attractive roommate but it was another thing to have a roommate that knows he’s attractive and really has a way with women.

You hadn’t had sex or at least been on so much as a date for as long as you could remember and hearing the girl’s screams of pleasure would get you more and more frustrated. You could hear every moan, every grunt, every time the bed hit the wall with San’s thrusts and it drove you insane to the point you press your pillow over your ears in an attempt to drown out the noise but it was always useless. It may be your attraction to San or the sexual frustration taking over you but every Saturday you can’t help but wonder what it would be like if it was you under San and not some random girl.

Today was another Saturday.

You were sat on the couch mindlessly scrolling through your phone when San walked into the living room, his presence startled you, you’d thought he’d gone out already. You were a little confused when you looked over at him, he was dressed in a tight tank top and sweats and not dressed up at all to go clubbing.

“Not going out tonight?” You call out as he disappears into the kitchen.

“Nah I’m not feeling too great, I think I’ll just spend the night in bed.” He replies lowly coming back to the living room with a bottle of water in hand.

“Are you okay, do you need anything?”

“I’m good I’ll just sleep it off I guess.” He smiles and heads back to his room leaving you alone again. You felt a little worried about him, San wasn’t one to get sick or at least admit he’s feeling under the weather, so for him to say he’s not feeling great meant he must really be feeling shit. You make a mental note to check in on him later to see if he needs anything.

You gave it another two hours before you went to go check on San. Approaching his bedroom door, you lifted your hand to knock but stopped in your tracks when you heard light muffled groans coming from the other side. You thought you were hearing things for a second and tried telling yourself he might just be groaning in pain...but you heard it again...and it wasn’t pain that San was feeling.

On the other side of the door San was laying in bed, feeling completely fine, his hard cock in hand as he slowly pumps himself. He’d heard your approaching footsteps and he could see your shadow in the crack at the bottom of the door and decided to give you a show.

He knew you could hear him and he always made sure you did, just like every other Saturday night. For the longest time he’d been waiting for you to make a comment to him about it the next day or to interrupt him to tell him to keep it down, but you never did. He’d noticed your lingering gazes lately and the way your cheeks flushed whenever he wore something even remotely revealing and it’s your flushed face that he had pictured in his head right now while he stroked his cock, a sly smirk on his face as he watched your shadow shift, his cock twitching in his hand at the thought of you walking in.

The low groans turned to breathy moans and you panicked, rushing to your room to sit on your bed. You tried to calm down your racing heart and cool your flushed face but the quiet moans still reached your ears. You press your thighs together, trying to get some relief for the heat that was rushing to your core.

You tried to block out all possible thoughts of what he was doing but the image on him laying in bed, no clothes, a thin layer of sweat covering his body as his face contorts in pleasure, pumping him self and moaning sweetly kept coming back to you. You wanted to see it all for yourself but you couldn’t just walk in...or could you?

It was like San could read your thoughts. His moans grew louder, he wanted you to hear him, he wanted you to know exactly what was going on. He kept his eye on the bottom of his door, waiting for your shadow to come back and the longer you left him waiting the more frustrated he got. Low growls left him in annoyance, his brows furrowing as he thought of a better way to get your attention...then it hit him.

You were starting to calm down, the flush leaving your cheeks slightly and you’d managed to somewhat block out his moans, but then out of nowhere you heard it.

“Fuck...y/n!” He moaned, loud and clear. There was no mistaking he called your name and there you sat, wide eyed and turned on beyond belief. Not only was your hot roommate making it known he was touching himself but now he’s touching himself as he thought of you.

It was like something took over your body. You got to your feet and walked towards his door slowly, the sound of his moans getting louder and louder with each step you took. Being stood outside his door it was like the blood was rushing everywhere except for your head as your hand gripped the handle and without even knocking, slowly opened the door. Your eyes met San’s instantly, the corners creasing lightly as he smirks at you, a thin layer of sweat covering his toned bare torso while he had his cock in hand as he slows down his movements.

“Took your time.” His low, raspy voice making head flood to your core.

“Seems like you need a hand.” You say, mentally being taken aback by the sudden confidence, not knowing where it came from.

“Is that an offer?”

His confidence was rubbing off on you more and more as you inched your way closer to him, climbing onto the bed and settling yourself between his legs. You could feel your mouth water just from the sight of him. You look up at him through your lashes watching how he smirks down at you, raising an eyebrow waiting for you to make a move.

“Can I?” You ask teasingly, running your hands slowly up his thighs and stopping just before his cock.

“I didn’t call your name for no reason.” He winked. You could have sworn your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you wrapped your lips around his tip. San let out a small hiss at the contact, his eyebrows furrowing as his cocky smirk covered his face again as he watches your head sink lower and lower onto his length.

He was already twitching in your mouth and unconsciously bucking his hips into your face. He’d been edging himself for a while hoping and waiting for you to show up, if he wanted to he could have let go and cum as soon as your lips touched him but he’s using all of his strength to hold back. You tease him slightly, slowly pulling back up and circling your tongue around his tip.

“Don’t fucking tease.” He growls, gripping the back of your head and pushing you back down, pushing you so far you gag as his tip hits the back of your throat, but the moan that came from him when your throat closed around him was almost pornographic.

You pick up speed, bobbing your head as fast as you could, spit spilling from the sides of your mouth. The mess you were making had San teetering on the edge of orgasm. He’d always had a thing for a sloppy blowjob.

“Sh...shit...so good.” He hissed biting his lip before another moan ripped though him at a higher octave. He brought his hands to either side of your head, holding you in place as he proceeded to buck into your mouth, fucking your face. It wasn’t long before he stilled in your mouth, his cum filling you. His eyes flutter open as his shaky moans still fall from his lips only for him to watch you swallow his cum before wiping the sides of your mouth.

“That was so fucking hot.” He huffs before sitting up and pushing you to lay on your back. It was like he was like he was in a race against time as he rushed to get you undressed.

“What’s the rush?” You joke with a chuckle.

“Need to taste you...now.”

San groaned lowly when he spread your legs in front of him, your core glistening in the low light of his room showing him just how much he’d turned you on. He throws your legs over his shoulders, gripping your ass and pulling you closer to him. He wanted to take in the sight of how soaked you were but his willpower was long gone, a long groan escaping him, he dove right into your core, lapping and sucking at your clit like a starved man.

The sudden pleasure had you lurching forward with a moan. You propped yourself up on your elbows and watched how his face was hidden between your thighs, only being able to see his eyes that were closed in bliss as he takes in the sweet taste of your arousal. His low hums send vibrations through your body, your moans harmonising with him as his tongue rolls around your bud.

“So fucking good.” He mumbles against you, lightly nipping to your clit. Your hands found their way to his hair, grabbing fistfuls of his hair and tugging lightly every time a jolt of pleasure hit you.

“Right...Right there San.” You whine, your grip on his hair tightening as he laps at the spot that has your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. You don’t know exactly what he’s doing to make you feel so good, but for the love of god you hope he doesn’t stop.

His tongue was moving faster than you’d ever thought possible and his grip on your thighs was almost bruising as he dug his nails into your flesh. Your moans were turning into high pitched cries as your orgasm got closer and closer to breaking.

“P...please.” You plead through broken cries, your eyes fluttering open momentarily to watch him between your thighs, his eyes meeting yours this time, hungry and full of lust.

“Is Kitten close?” He asked lowly, raising an eyebrow in interest. The pat name sent you reeling closer to orgasm more than you expected it to, your walls clenching around nothing making him smirk against you. The way he ate you was merciless, he needed to taste your release, needed to you to make a mess on his face.

In no time at all San had your back arching off the bed, your mouth hung open in a silent moan and your legs trapping his head as they violently shook around him, your orgasm rushing through you. San was quick to clean you up with his tongue, making sure to get every little bit not wasting any of it, a small moan filling the room as he savoured the taste of you.

You were starting to come back down to earth, releasing San’s head from the tight grip your thighs had on him. He removed himself from your core and wiped away the release that his tongue couldn’t reach, his eyes drinking in your fucked out state. You managed to sit yourself up but soon found him manhandling you back to where he wanted you.

“Oh no Kitten, I’m not done with you yet, I’ve waited way too long for this and I plan on savouring every second I have you screaming my name.”

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Just a small push.

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: Fluff

CW: None.

Word Count: 2498

Summary: The rest of the group knows you and Wooyoung have feelings for each other but you two are so oblivious always saying you’re “just friends”. San is getting to his breaking point so he decides to give Wooyoung a little push to get him to realise his feelings.

Part of StayTeez Trope’pril

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"No! Nooo!" Wooyoung screeched, glancing back over his shoulder to see you sprawled out on the grass, seemingly life less. He was too busy looking at you to realise he'd run straight for a corner trapping himself between the fence and San.

"It's too late man, y/n's already gone....now it's your turn."

"Please....spare me...truce?" Wooyoung pleads holding a hand out in surrender only for San to chuckle darkly in return.

"Oh Woo, poor unfortunate Woo...you know there's no truce here, just accept your fate." Before Wooyoung could start to plead and bargain with San he was shot I'm the chest, the freezing cold water from the pistol making him give out a high pitched scream that could probably have been heard from three streets over.

"Are you guys going to help or are you just gonna keep pretending like you're in some sort of action movie?" Yeosang calls out from the kitchen, chuckling quietly as he watches Wooyoung dramatically die on the floor, body slumping against the fence.

"I'll help in a second, I just need to make sure Woo's really dead first." San calls back before blasting Wooyoung a few times more in the chest and one in the face just to be sure.

You were finding it was getting increasingly more difficult to keep up your act of playing dead, the screams from Wooyoung and the evil laughs from San made you want to burst out into laughter, but you were committed to your role so you bit your lip trying to hold back a smile.

"Okay, okay, is he dead now? Can you come help me bring some of the food out?" Yeosang yells back, arms crossed over his chest as he waits.

"I think so." San says giving Wooyoung a small kick to make sure. "Yep he's as dead as the dodo."

"Good, now come help me, the sooner I get all this meat on the barbecue the sooner were all fed." That was enough persuasion for San, the mention of food having him bounding across the garden to Yeosang. Before San could step into the kitchen the rest of the group had come back.

“I swear, if you tell me I’ve just missed an epic water fight to go shopping I’m going to cry.” Mingi complained seeing you and Wooyoung still laying “unconscious”.

“You just missed Wooyoung and y/n get their asses handed to them so nothing exciting.” He giggles running over to them to help with the bags, leaving Yeosang alone in the kitchen once again.

You crack an eye open and watch as the others take the bags inside to unpack and you decided now was your time to get up. You walk over to Wooyoung, the sound of your wet footsteps make him open his eyes and he can’t help but giggle when he sees how soaked you really were, you looked like you’d just come back from swimming fully clothed.

“Come on we better go help too.” You say grabbing his hand to help him off the floor. Heading towards the door Wooyoung notices how you’re shivering, the cold from being soaked to the bone really setting in despite the heat outside.

“Take this you’re freezing.” Wooyoung says grabbing his jacket of the back of a chair and draping it over your shoulders.

“I can’t wear your jacket Woo, it’ll get wet.” You protest trying to give it back to him but failing.

“I don’t care if it gets wet, I have plenty of others, now come on you’re shivering.” He helps you into the jacket and zips it all the way up, rubbing your arms to try and warm you up as best he could. The moment is broken when a collective cooing came from the others as they watched on and Yunho tops it off with a light whistle making you and Wooyoung glare at him.

“Hey don’t give me dirty looks, you’re the ones who are in love but too dumb to see it.” Yunho’s smug smile was covering his face, they all knew he was right but you and Wooyoung on the other hand would deny it to the end. You both give each other a look and a small nod before picking up the water pistols you’d dropped earlier, pointing them at Yunho and shooting him in the back. His scream rang through the garden, followed by yours and Wooyoung’s shrieks of laughter.

Once everything had calmed down Yeosang teamed up with Seonghwa to get the barbeque on the go and Wooyoung and San took that opportunity to get changed into something dry. Meanwhile, you were in the kitchen with Jongho giving him a hand with getting drinks sorted for everyone, pouring a few glasses ready and making a few pitchers to keep in the fridge for later.

“Here, take these and get changed.” Wooyoung says to you as he walks into the kitchen handing you a small pile of clothes.

“They may be a bit big but it’ll stock you getting a chill from wearing wet clothes.” Jongho was lucky you missed the smirk he was giving you both, first Wooyoung wraps you up in his jacket and now you’re going to be wearing his clothes, you were acting like a couple already but you were both still so oblivious. You quickly thank him and go off to the bathroom to get changed.

After changing you head back outside to lay your clothes out to dry and your presence catches Wooyoung’s attention, dragging him away from his conversation with San. He didn’t know what came over him but he couldn’t stop looking at you wearing his clothes. He was right, they were a little big on you but that made it all the more better, there was something so domestic about you wearing his clothes and there was no way he could hide the stars in his eyes, which everyone notices straight away.

“Hey, pick your jaw up from the floor.” San laughs giving Wooyoung a light elbow to the ribs.

“What’re you talking about?”

“Oh come on, I know you’re oblivious but you’re not THAT oblivious, you haven’t taken your eyes off her since she came back, you’re so head over heels for her just do something about it already.” Wooyoung’s eyes grow wide at San’s words.

“We’re just friends.”

“For now, but I’m telling you man I’ll put money on it that she likes you too.”

While Wooyoung and San were busy with their debate you made your way over to Yunho to see if you could help with anything but you were met with his signature smirk.

“Wearing Wooyoung’s clothes now, such cuties.” He giggles.

“It’s not like that, my clothes were soaked from the water fight so he leant me these so I won’t get sick.” You smile as you unconsciously play with the hem of your (his) shirt.

“God you guys are so into each other.” He laughs puling out another chair from the shed.

“Why do you guys keep saying that, we’re just friends.”

“We keep saying it because it’s true and you’re both to dumb to see it.” He giggles again giving your forehead a small poke. You're laughing hysterically at him now, you couldn’t handle how much he was overreacting about the whole thing.

“You guys look into things too much you know that?”

Wooyoung’s attention is drawn back to you again once he hears your laughter and unknown to him is face drops.

“What’s up with you now?” San asks but gets no response from Wooyoung. He decides to follow his line of sight and sees you laughing with Yunho. “Ah I get it, is someone jealous?”

“Shut up I’m not jealous, I don’t have anything to be jealous about.” Wooyoung hisses not taking his eyes from you. He says he’s not jealous but inside he’s not too sure, his conversation with San was swimming in his head and had him thinking things he normally wouldn’t. One of those things being how he wants to be the only guy that makes you laugh that way, not San, not Yunho, not anyone, only him. Now he was really starting to rethink his whole friendship with you, thinking back to the way you both act around each other, the stolen glances over the years, the way he’s always wanted to look after you, keep you close and now seeing you in his clothes looking cuter than ever...oh shit...he really did like you.

San was at his breaking point with the both of you and he knew he needed to find a way to get you both alone to talk, he was fed up of the way you both pussy footed around your feelings. He sits in silence for a few moments as he pieces together a plan. Once he had it all thought out he discreetly made his way around the others telling them all the plan and making sure they all agreed...which they did.

Everyone was settled around the small bonfire Yeosang had put together and stomachs full from the barbeque. You and Wooyoung over the last hour had gotten yourselves comfy huddled together under the same blanket, lost in conversation as the others had their own separate conversations.

San takes a quick glance over to you and sees how close you’d gotten and felt it was now or never, the mood between you was right and your surroundings romantic, all that was stopping you now was the fact they were still there. San turns to Mingi, giving him a quick nudge then using the signal to say it was time. Mingi signaled to Jongho and Hongjoong while San signaled Yunho, Yeosang and Seonghwa.

“Should we start cleaning up?” San announces, putting on his best act. Everyone nods in agreement and Seonghwa assigns a job for everyone.

“Yeosang and Yunho you’re on dishes, Jongho, Mingi and Hongjoong you’re on trash and I’ll sort the leftovers with San.” Everyone was happy with the decision and got to their feet leaving you and Wooyoung confused.

“What about us?” You ask. “Can I do something to help out?”

“No, no, you’re our guest just relax and we’ll take care of it.” Seonghwa smiles.

“What about me?” Wooyoung chimes in feeling left out.

“Well it’ll be rude to leave our guest on her own now won’t it?” Hongjoong says gritting his teeth slightly. San silently breathes a sigh of relief when he sees Wooyoung nodding in agreement and getting himself comfy again. The plan was still in play. Before anything else could get in the way he ushers everyone inside.

You take a moment to watch everyone rush in before you turn to Wooyoung with a puzzled look.

“Is it just me or was that all a little weird?”

“No you’re right, it was.” Wooyoung says just as confused as you as you both glance back at the others again. “But hey, I’m not opposed to get out of doing chores.”

This made you laugh a little harder than you expected. He couldn’t take his eyes off you when you started laughing, he was awestruck by you and now all of a sudden your laugh was cuter and he needed to hear it all the time. The way the light of the fire hit your face made you look like something he’d only find in a fairy-tale, the beautiful princess or heroine that everyone loves. He swallowed hard, feeling his throat go dry, he wants to say something to you but he can’t find the right words and for once in his life Wooyoung found himself sitting in silence.

Half an hour had gone by and Jongho was starting to get restless. They’d been stood in the kitchen watching you both and nothing had happened, you were just sat quietly together.

“That’s it I’m going back out, tell them to just get on with it.” Jongho sighs in annoyance before being stopped by Seonghwa shushing him and grabbing his wrist.

“No, no, just stay here a bit longer, something is bound to happen soon.” The younger gave him a look of pure annoyance but did as he was told.

The silence between you two had been comfortable, the warmth of the blanket and Wooyoung’s body heat pressed against your side and the light crackle of the fire just added to it. While you were sat comfortably Wooyoung was internally stressing out, running through every way possible he could tell you how he feels but also running through every way you could reject him. ‘Fuck it.’ He thought to himself before turning to you.

“Y/n, can I try something?”

“What is it?” You ask puzzled.

“I can’t really tell you but it’s something I want to try, if you’re not okay with it though you can say no.” You nod to him, letting him know he’s okay to do what he wanted to try. He takes a deep breath to calm his nerves before leaning in towards you and lightly pressing his lips to yours.

The kiss was light and quick but it stunned you all the same, stunned you to the point you didn’t react or say anything when he pulled away, making his anxiety go through the roof.

“I’m...so sorry, it was dumb.” Wooyoung apologises, starting to panic and praying to anyone who will listen for you not to hate him.

“No, it’s okay, I was just caught off guard is all.” The shy tone in your voice made his panicking stop and his usual cocky self come back slowly. He could see the small blush on your cheeks and the way you fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

“Do you want to try again, this time you’ll be ready.” He smiled biting his bottom lip lightly to hold back a giggle. You nod again and this time he doesn’t hold back.

Bringing his hand to your cheek he leans in again. This kiss lasted longer than the first and his lips weren’t light like a feather on yours, this one he was confident with, kissing you like he meant it, which he did. You could have sat there all night with his lips on yours but sadly the moment was ruined when Jongho came running back outside.

“Finally, it’s about time.” He yelled coming over and sitting back in his seat. His proud smile quickly faded when Hongjoong walked behind him giving him a firm slap to the back of the head making you both laugh.

“See man, I told you she liked you back.” San smiles giving Wooyoung a pat on the back while Wooyoung blushed at having just been outed to you. “You just needed a little push.”

The rest of the group shared their happiness for you as they came back one by one but also slipping in how oblivious you’d been towards each other when it was so obvious.

Wooyoung’s smile never left his face for the rest of the night. While everyone was talking he had his arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer to his side like he was already scared of you leaving. A firm squeeze to your side brought your attention back to him, his warm smile making you feel on cloud nine.

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