(Zuho) “The Stealer” // Kingdom

(stolen from Twitter)

cops: we got a call that you had pot in your car

zuho, bringing out a flower pot: oh you mean this?

cops, laughing: my mistake, what are you growing?

zuho: weed

i need someone to write zuho fluff shit i’m begging

zuho - into the night (200714)

Dawon: My future wife is probably fake laughing at her boyfriend's jokes right now.

Dawon: Be patient, queen, a true clown is on the way.

The age crisis of a young (?) man

When your mom catches you snacking at night

Backstage

Wardrobe malfunction behind the scenes and you have to take care of it, quickly.

A/N: hi first time trying to write one of the many thoughts in my head, hope you like it! Sorry if there are some mistakes, English is not my first language! Enjoy ;)

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It was a quick change, they had only few minutes before getting back on stage. You were ready, too many clothes in your hand, as instructed by the head stylist, waiting for the boys to get down the stairs backstage, behind the huge led walls. You had to hand them their clothes for the next stage and help them, if necessary. 

It was a matter of seconds, the entire vocal team had to change their outfits while the performance team was executing their stage. You heard the change of music from Second Life to the upbeat tempo of Shhh and you started trembling, you felt your legs weak.

‘That’s literally the worst timing, don’t do this to me get a fucking grip’ you internally begged your body not to play jokes on you right now. Your thoughts were interrupted when a running Seugkwan came down the stairs headed towards you, after him Joshua, Jeonghan, Jihoon and of course Seokmin. He was wearing light blue lenses and you just couldn’t stop staring at those eyes.

Each of them gave you a quick smile and you handed them their clothes, Seokmin whispered a ‘thank you y/n’ and surpassed you. You exhaled realizing that you had held your breath up until that moment. You did it, you successfully gave them the right clothes and they were almost done wearing them. And you didn’t collapse while doing it, which couldn’t be given for granted. 

‘Yes. Fucking yes girl, you’re a badass. Now you can go crying in the bathroom’ you said to yourself still facing the stairs, too afraid to turn and meet his eyes again.

“y/n” you heard someone calling you from behind you. Well it was not someone, you knew exactly who that voice belonged to. “Help me, please” You cursed internally and took a big breath before turning to see Seokmin still in his white shirt from his previous stage tangled in his microphone wires.

“What the fuck Seokmin, hurry up they’re almost done up there!” You yelled in a low voice trying to figure out the mess that was going on around his neck where his mic, cable and necklace had become one single entity.

“I’m sorry I thought I could figure it out by myself without disturbing you” he said smiling softly down at you and watching you working those cables with your trembling hands. He thought you were so cute while having a mental breakdown, he couldn’t care less about arriving late on stage.

“That’s literally what I’m being paid for dumbass" you answered laughing because you finally solved the Rubik cube he made with the wires. You gave him a little punch on his arm begging him to change as fast as possible. And he did, oh he did. 

You didn’t even had the time to take a step back from him that he was already unbuttoning his shirt. Golden skin displayed before you, his shoulder flexing while he was taking care of the buttons that were covering his pecs. 

You were in trance, almost drooling when he lowered his head enough to break meet your eyes.

“Care to help with these? Two pair of hands would surely shorten the process” he grinned. 

You blushed aggressively. Fucking jerk. You started moving your hands on his shirt, your finger shaking around the buttons undoing them one by one, more chest showing up. You unconsciously let your hand wander on his abs while reaching down for the last button. He softly panted in your ear feeling your touch on his abdomen. His breath sent shivers down your back and you got goosebumps when he place his hands on yours moving them away from the shirt so that he could take it off. And so he did. He was standing in front of you with his completely naked torso watching you hypnotized by the beauty he was. His honey skin sparkling due to sweating, you watched the lines of his abs perfectly meeting each other as if they were drawn by an architect, and down your eyes met a line of hair disappearing into his boxers, poking out his jeans. You head went completely blank. He placed a hand under your chin and delicately lift it up, your eyes met. You came back to your senses and felt terribly embarrassed. He smiled and reached for the t-shirt behind him. You stepped back thinking that now he did need your help, he didn’t even need it before but of course he wanted to tease you, it was not the first time he acted like that. 

You quickly checked on the others who were already lined up by the stairs ready to run up the stage, some of them watched the scene between you and Seokmin and were laughing their asses of, you gave them your middle finger while Seokmin couldn’t see because he was busy wearing his black t-shirt.

Turning back to him you saw he was tugging his shirt inside his pants, you grabbed the denim jacket and held it up for him. He slid his arms in in the sleeves and turned back to face you leaning close to you, one of his hands on your hip and his mouth dangerously close to your face.

“That was fun, too bad I have to go” he whispered in your ear and then brushed his lips against your cheek nearing your lips almost touching them. You had closed your eyes and parted your lips  gasping for air. When you felt his hand leaving your body you opened you eyes and saw him walking away reaching the others in line. He turned back once more and winked at you biting his lips before climbing the stairs and disappearing behind the black curtains, a few seconds later Good To Me started playing in the arena. You placed an hand on your forehead trying to catch your breath and cursing Lee Seokmin for being such a tease.

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(insp.)

Fic tag: slow burn

Me, cracking my knuckles: not if you read it fast enough

“…tsk!”

Shingeki no Kyojin || S3 E39: Pain「 痛み 」   ↳ “If you get the chance, you kill! Got it?!”

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