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Young K: One Door Away [Part 2]

i truly cannot believe it's been almost 2 years since i posted the first part of this! 😬 it makes me incredibly happy to hear that you all enjoyed it so much, all my younghyun stories hold special places in my heart, so i'm happy to continue this one and hope you all like it too 💗 (fyi there will be a part 3, this story's not over yet!!)

Younghyun x Fem Reader. Smut (office coworkers, mutual pining). 5.3k

[Part 1]

You blinked your tired eyelids, a heavy sigh pushing itself out as you stretched and waited for your vision to adjust. You saw a pile of clothes on the chair next to your head: black men's dress pants, a sleek blue tie, and a maroon blazer...your maroon blazer. Suddenly everything came back to you, and you remembered you were not in your own room. Your head whipped around and you saw Younghyun still asleep, the soft skin of his bare chest a lovely golden hue in the light of the morning sunrise that streamed in through the large hotel window. So it wasn't a dream. You really had slept with Younghyun, the man you'd been pining over for God knows how long. You sat up and a blush rushed through you when you remembered all the things you'd said and done to and with each other the night before. Not that you wanted to take them back, certainly not, but slightly embarrassing to think about nonetheless. Things you'd only fantasized about, kept locked in your head for so long, had become reality.

A mild panic took over your senses though, the more you thought (and over thought). What if he didn't really like you that much? What if he was just trying to fuck you? What if now that he had, he would drop you, not talk to you at work anymore? What if, what if, what if?

You felt Younghyun stir then, and glanced over at him again. He carded a hand through his tousled hair and smiled up at you. "Hello," he chuckled groggily.

"Hi." You smiled warmly back at him, happy to see that he seemed okay. Despite everything he'd told you the night before, you still couldn't help your self doubt. It wouldn't go away that easily, despite your thoughts last night that it would.

Younghyun stretched an arm out across the mattress, silently inviting you into the warmth of his embrace, and you couldn't resist the urge to lay back down with him. So you didn't.

You fell back onto your side and your heart skipped a beat when he pulled you in to kiss you. That certainly helped convince you he was really into you. You started to wonder at what point you wouldn't need that kind of reassurance, if ever, and sighed internally at yourself.

"What time is it?" He asked through a yawn. You'd both stayed up late, indulging in quite a few fantasies for longer than you originally anticipated.

"Eight fifteen," you answered.

"Ugh, we have to check out by nine."

Your heart sank a bit at the acknowledgement that your little trip was almost over. You'd have to go back to "the real world", to your complicated lives that were suddenly even more complicated, instead of this sort of oasis you'd created.

"Hm, so forty five minutes yet?" You smirked, climbing to your knees and moving to straddle him.

Younghyun chuckled, getting the idea, and rubbed at his still sleepy eyes. "I suppose so. What did you have in mind?"

"Dunno," you shrugged, but pulled the T-shirt you'd borrowed over your head, leaving you completely naked.

Younghyun smirked and shook his head, then lunged playfully at you, tumbling you onto your back and pinning you against the bed below him, sending a high-pitched giggle from you. He glanced down, drinking in the sight of your body, then back up to your eyes, making you blush again.

But his expression was one of warm comfort, his gaze more loving than lustful. Younghyun lowered himself to press his chest, pleasantly warm, to yours, skin against skin, and kissed you passionately, not pulling back until you were both breathless. His lips just fit so perfectly against yours, you didn't even care if you had morning breath.

"We really can't be too long," he said halfheartedly between little kisses now. "Gotta pack..."

"Yeah..." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, really not wanting to face the rest of the world when this perfect moment was right here and now, so warm and cozy...

Younghyun kissed you again as his hands curved over your legs. They moved over your waist, your torso, groped at your breasts briefly, and ended at your jaw, cradling it. A long, dissatisfied sigh left him before he reluctantly pulled back, forcing himself to sit up and get the day started.

You sighed too and subconsciously pouted as you stretched, then got up as well, cool, air-conditioned air ruining the warm bed.

You felt how shaky your legs were when you tried to stand, and tumbled back onto the mess of sheets for a moment. Ruffling your tousled hair, that you were sure looked like an absolute wreck, you heard Younghyun snicker as he walked past you.

"This is all your fault, you know," you teased, calling towards him as he entered the bathroom.

He laughed heartily and came back out in a few seconds, toothbrush in hand. "Uh huh, and why's that?" He leaned against the wall near the bathroom and started brushing away, watching you stretch your sore muscles. You grabbed your own shirt off the chair and pulled it on.

"You're the one who wanted to keep going," you answered with a sly smirk, securing a couple of buttons on your shirt. "Maybe I wouldn't be so sore today if we'd stopped after the first couple rounds."

Younghyun pulled the brush from his mouth and spoke in a slightly muffled voice. "Oh right, like you didn't want to keep going too."

You were only teasing him, of course; you wanted to keep fucking him the night before just as much as he did, if not more so. And while, yes, your muscles did ache a bit today, it was well worth it, and you didn't regret your actions at all.

"Hmm, maybe," you quipped.

You glanced at the clock; 8:21 now. Sighing, you grabbed the rest of your stuff and remembered then that you had locked yourself out of your own room. You actually couldn't recall if you'd left the adjoining room door unlocked from your side or not. So you tried the door. It opened. So you must have. Wishful thinking must have swayed your actions; hopes that you would have a chance to have a night alone with Younghyun.

"Gonna shower and pack, I'll meet you at nine," you called to Younghyun, who acknowledged it positively.

So you did exactly that, doing your best to stay focused on your tasks, even though all you wanted to do was jump around your room giddily and hop back into bed with Younghyun. In the middle of packing, you heard your phone buzz, and checked it to see Hyerin had texted you.

Hyerin: updates pls?? 🤲

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the huge smile that crept across your face. You wanted to call her and gush about the night you'd had. But things were just starting out, and you didn't want to jinx it. Besides, you had things to do, and didn't want Younghyun overhearing your conversation.

You: tell you when i get home!

That should be good enough. You set your phone down but it buzzed again before you fully set it down.

Hyerin: so there are updates???

You ignored it, getting back to packing, but heard a few more buzzes over the next few minutes. You got a quick shower, got dressed, and when you were ready to go, it was nearly 9:00. You cleared away your text notifications from your lock screen, not bothering to read them right now, and headed out the door with your luggage. Younghyun met you in the hallway just a couple minutes later, the door locking behind him. You didn't see him in casual clothes too often, but he looked extra cute in his jeans and t-shirt.

"Alright, let's go," he said with a smile.

🚪

When you were both back at work Monday morning, things were different. You knew they would be, but you were nervously unsure of the ways they would be.

While most were positive, you were a realist, and still acutely aware of the fact that things could always go sour. And then you'd be stuck working together with that between you.

You'd talked with him on the plane ride home how you'd handle things at the office. You both agreed it was far too early to say you were dating (you hardly knew if that was even true yet, anyway). For now, to them, nothing had changed between you two. To your coworkers, you and Younghyun we also only coworkers.

But you found yourself smiling more. In a better mood.

The next day, Tuesday, you met in Younghyun's office to compile your notes, the connections you'd made and information you'd received while at the conference. His door closed behind you and your heart pounded harder, especially when you heard the lock quietly click. This was the first time you were alone with him since getting home. Lucky for you he didn't leave you hanging. The second he turned around he whisked you into his arms and kissed you for the first time since you'd returned from your perfect weekend.

"Sorry," he said with a happy sigh, pulling away. Kissing you at work; was it professional? No. But were you happy he did it? Of course. Besides, it's not like you could focus on work distracted by his presence. Letting off a little steam now and then was...a good thing then? Right?

That logic was good enough for you. You didn't let him go far before pulling him back into your arms, lips back on his. Younghyun relaxed against you, smiling against your lips and kissing you back, wrapping his arms as far around you as they would reach.

"We shouldn't...at work..."

He nodded in agreement but neither of you showed any indication of stopping. "I know."

You found yourself soon straddling Younghyun while he sat in his office chair, your skirt hiked up your thighs and one too many buttons on his shirt undone. It was taboo, it was unprofessional, and it was exactly what you'd been fantasizing about for months. Younghyun mouthed hungrily across your jaw and down your neck, his hands helping your hips rock against his. Everything was rushed, breathless, hot. You wrapped your arms around him, pressing your body into his touch, small whines making their way through your heavy breaths. Your hands carded through his hair as his mouth nipped at your collarbone, getting lost in how perfect it felt to be in his arms. Your hips were moving without his help now, rolling along his crotch, lust guiding your every action. You could feel Younghyun was getting hard but there was a part of you that was tied to reality, your rational brain pushing its way to the forefront. You reluctantly pulled back and though he instinctively moved towards you, you used your hands to physically push him back. Younghyun looked up at you expectantly, hair and clothes so gorgeously mussed.

"We can't do this here. Or, at least...I can't."

Younghyun swallowed hard and wiped his mouth that was a bit stained by your lipstick and nodded, pulling himself back up in his chair as you climbed off him. You stood in front of him, wanting so desperately to sit back down. But you really liked this job, and being here, in the moment, the paranoia that you might lose it broke through it all. But you didn't know if you could verbalize these feelings to Younghyun at the moment.

"I understand. It's totally fine." He cleared his throat and worked on retying his tie while you pulled your skirt back down. You sat into the chair on the other side of his desk and saw him adjust the tent in his pants. Ugh, leaving him like that felt cruel, to both of you. "I'll just...get off in the bathroom later," he said with a chuckle, smoothing his hair back into place.

"Sorry."

"No no, hey..." He waited for you to look at him. "I'm not gonna do anything you're not comfortable with. I promise."

Ughhhhh. Maybe...it wouldn't be a big deal if you did one or two things. Apparently Brennan and Sooin were doing it pretty often and they were still here. Why couldn't you let loose and have a little bit of your own fun?

You quickly undid a few buttons on your shirt as you walked back around to his side, and his brow furrowed, confused. "You don't need the bathroom." You sank to your knees and yanked at his belt, fumbling to undo it and his zipper, but he stopped you.

"Y/N, no." His hand held yours tightly and his voice sounded authoritative, which you were certain was not having the effect he intended. It only made you want him more. "I'm serious; I'm not letting you do something you're not comfortable doing."

"I know. I want to do this."

He studied your face, searching for any sign of wavering, but evidently he could tell you were fine, so he wordlessly let go of your hands and let them resume their task. Younghyun adjusted in his chair, helping you get his dick out, biting hard to his lip. Your heart pounded in your chest, a flush rushing through you when you had his length in your hands again. It grew harder in your grip, the veins trailing up it deliciously, the head red and starting to leak precum already. You watched his face as you dragged your tongue up the shaft, reveling in the way his mouth hung ajar. You swirled your tongue over the head then pulled it between your lips with a light moan. God, your mouth was simply watering. You heard the bustle of your office just outside his door, but you had found a way to bring the little slice of paradise you'd formed with him in Chicago back home. In the back of your mind you knew....there was no way this could be a regular occurrence. You'd have to do these things in the privacy of your own home, like everybody else (well, almost everybody else). And that was fine. Actually, that was more than fine, so long as Younghyun continued to be the one there with you. But for right now, this was perfect.

"God, your mouth feels so fucking good, " he murmured, not wanting to be too loud. His hand ran through your hair and gently pushed. Clearly he was impatient for more, perhaps worried about the time. You didn't waste any more time then, letting your jaw fall slack and taking in as much of him as you could, then hollowing your cheeks for suction. "Oh Y/N..." Younghyun breathed hard through his nose, teeth digging further into his reddened bottom lip. You worked your hand over the base of his length and bobbed your mouth over the rest, moving quickly, just wanting to see him cum. Besides, the longer you spent on this, the more turned on you were getting. You knew you didn't have the luxury of time for you both to get off.

"Want you to cum in my mouth, Younghyun." You moved quickly, pushing him on, coaxing him along to that exact endpoint, and you heard his breath catch. He gripped the black plastic arm of his office chair and let his head fall back.

"That's not gonna be hard, believe me."

You smiled to yourself, absolutely loving that you could seemingly have the effect on him that he had on you.

You felt the way he subtly thrust into your throat, the way the head of his cock bumped against the roof of your mouth, and you struggled to keep your hand out from under your own skirt. Your panties were stuck to your skin and simply ruined by now, and your clit throbbed for attention. You weren't sure how you'd make it through the rest of the day, but you knew you'd be having a busy night with your vibe when you got home. You heard your phone chime in your pocket with an email notification and rolled your eyes. It could wait.

"I'm gonna...I'm so close," he groaned. He brought his gaze back to yours and held it, intently watching you, pupils dark with lust. "Gonna cum in your mouth, baby..." Those last words drifted out of him dreamily, like he couldn't believe his luck. That tone made your heart warm and the words made your pussy throb.

"Mhmm," you encouraged, taking his length further into your throat, almost making you gag. But you pushed on, doing your best to breathe through your nose, and just when you were about to pull off for some much needed air, he pulled you off himself.

"I got it, I'm--I'm gonna cum." He leaned forward and his hand took the place of yours. You sat back, positioning your outstretched tongue right in front of him. "God, you're so good, so fucking good." His hand tugged at his cock so quickly, in mere seconds you felt his warm release hit your tongue, splatter across your lips. The sound he made when he hit his climax was like fucking music to your ears, and you were absolutely soaked at this point. You were sure if you walked out of his office at that moment anyone who passed you would be able to smell exactly how turned on he made you. Thankfully your office was right next door and the day was nearly over.

Younghyun held your chin in his palm and tilted it up, letting you look into his eyes. You could see the genuine appreciation in his eyes, even when they were clouded with lust. He leaned down and kissed you, letting his tongue mingle with yours, saliva and cum mixing messily and making you feel absolutely filthy. You wanted to feel like that every day.

Younghyun helped you to your feet and you kissed again, both of you having a hard time pulling away from each other's lips. "How 'bout we get this work done?"

He sighed and rebuckled his belt and zipped his pants back up. "Yeah, we really should."

It certainly was not easy, but you got your mind almost entirely back on track, though it was extra difficult when every time you moved you could feel a huge damp spot between your legs. But finally you finished your work with him and were done for the day.

This would work, right? You wondered to yourself again if you were making a mistake, involving yourself with a colleague like this. It was clearly distracting you, and you worried it would affect your career. You walked to your car, your mind full of anxious thoughts, but Younghyun's voice broke in, when you heard him calling your name.

You turned around and saw him lightly jogging to catch up with you.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"Um...just gonna eat dinner and watch some movies, I guess." And jerk off as many times as I can.

"If you want, I'd really like to take you to dinner, and also repay you for your, er...service." He smiled at you and you couldn't help but laugh at his phrasing. "Not necessarily in that order."

You blushed a bit and looked around, wondering if anyone saw you talking to him or heard him asking you out.

But you did want to go out with him. "Okay, yeah. That'd be nice." You smiled back and hitched your bag higher on your shoulder. "Time?"

"6:30?"

"Sounds good." You dropped your eyes, getting a bit shy at the idea someone you worked with could see or maybe even hear you. This wasn't what you'd talked about; you had planned to keep things quiet at work. Between an office blowjob and now him asking you out so blatantly...Could your plan already be going awry after only two days?

"I'll pick you up, just text me your address."

"Okay." You started to swerve away from him to make your way to your car, but his hand caught yours, stopping you.

"Wait, Y/N." You turned around, and you both had to move then to get out of the path of your coworker's car that was coming through. You instinctively yanked your hand out of his grasp and gave a little wave to your coworker as she passed. "Listen, I..." His voice dropped a bit so you knew only you could hear. "I know we've moved...pretty fast...physically." Younghyun cleared his throat and shifted his weight nervously. "But like I said the first night in my hotel room, I'm not usually so forward. And I don't usually, you know...do things like this. I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I just really like you."

You figured that was probably the case, especially because it was for you too. You so appreciated hearing him say that, though, as it helped immensely with your self doubt. But this was not the time nor the place. "I know, I'm not...really like this either, usually. We can talk about it more tonight. I'll see you at 6:30."

🚪

Younghyun picked you up right on time, and you felt almost giddy getting into the car. Outside of work, you could be normal, in a relationship like anybody else. You hopped into the car and gave him a big kiss that made him giggle, and you were off to your first official date with him.

He took you to your favorite restaurant and you had such a wonderful, relaxing evening. You connected with him so well, he was able to make your anxieties about work the furthest thing from your mind.

"I still have to repay you for this afternoon," he noted as he took another bite of his steak.

You shrugged innocently and smiled as you sipped your drink. "I wanted to do it. You don't have to repay me." While you meant that, you were also just dying to have him touch you too. You'd held back from masturbating the way you had planned and even though you'd changed from the soaked panties you'd worn at work, the current ones were quickly getting to a similar state.

Younghyun chuckled darkly and grabbed his own glass. "Not a chance."

You smiled and crossed your legs in an effort to quiet your clit that throbbed for attention.

He cleared his throat and broke the small lull. "Y/N, I wanted to get back to what I'd said in the parking lot earlier." He put his utensils down and crossed his arms on the table, giving you his full attention. You remembered his words and your heart started pounding. You stayed quiet and let him talk. "I...wouldn't have gotten involved with you unless I had good intentions. I don't want you thinking I'm some playboy that sleeps around. Or that I've only been with you for sex."

You let him finish his thought and nodded understandingly. Although you didn't want to believe it, that thought had crossed your mind, so you appreciated him acknowledging it without you needing to bring it up. You set your glass down and gave him your attention in return. "I know that, Younghyun. I don't think that about you. And I'm not...used to doing so much, so soon either." You dropped your gaze, embarrassed now. "It's been awhile since I've been with anyone."

"Me too."

You both left that topic alone after that, not wanting to dwell on it. You switched your conversation to a lighter one. It was so easy with him, you loved how freely you could talk to him. It felt like you'd known him your whole life.

🚪

You weren't sure exactly why you both were always so ready to jump the other's bones; you figured it was a combination of waiting so long to get together, having sexual tension built up for so long, and being in the proverbial "newlywed phase" of your relationship. But whatever it was, it landed you back in Younghyun's lap, straddling him in the front seat of his car in the back of the dark restaurant parking lot, like a couple of horny teenagers. But he did want to repay you, and who were you to deny him that?

He fumbled for the button on the side of his seat, sliding it back as far as it would go to give you more room. Your hips rutted desperately against his, your mouths moving perfectly together, his hot breath mixing with yours.

Younghyun's fingers slipped under your dress, the tips of the digits gliding along the outside crotch of your panties. "Oh my God, you're so wet already."

You blushed a bit, somewhat embarrassed at how crazy he made you, but you knew he'd find it hot. "Been wet ever since I sucked you off," you said breathlessly, spreading your legs more to give him better access. He moved your panties aside and let a single finger play with your clit, and you hummed your approval into his mouth. It was such a small action, but it felt so fucking good. The car was already getting humid, the windows starting to fog from two sets of heavy breathing. You yanked your shirt over your head and he quickly dropped his head to mouth over the swell of your breasts. A finger entered you and made you gasp, hands flying to grip the seat at either side of his head.

"This what we're gonna do?" You chuckled airily. "Just 'repay' each other over and over again?"

Younghyun laughed against your skin then peered up at you. "'Course not. You think I'm letting you go one of these times without fucking you?" Fuck. Part of you wished he'd do just that right at that moment, but you also couldn't get yourself to stop him when he was already making you feel so good. His hand moved quickly now, and he held your gaze and watched your mouth slip into an "O" shape, rubbing harshly to your clit and making you moan loudly.

His free hand came up to pull the cup of your bra out of the way, his tongue poking out to play with your nipple, prodding and teasing it deliciously. It felt like live wires were connecting you, sparking with every touch. You knew you would cum easily if he kept this up.

"Ah, Younghyun, please don't stop, please..." Younghyun sucked at your nipple, groaning all the while, his fingers making you see stars. You felt your heels hit his steering wheel and gripped your hands tighter on the headrest. Your climax was within reach, right there, already. Your voice got higher in pitch, your hips rutting more strongly, and Younghyun didn't stop for a second, determinedly reaching his goal. Your eyes jumped down to catch his just as your orgasm washed over you, the dark sensuality in his heightening the feelings that much more. You gripped his hair and pulled him off your nipple, leaning down to shove your tongue into his mouth hungrily. He moaned into your mouth and his fingers curled inside you and made you gasp, your pussy swollen and throbbing in overstimulation. Clenching as he pulled his fingers out, completely breathless, you closed your eyes and tried to swallow hard, but your mouth was quite dry. Your head was spinning at the whirlwind orgasm, but your weren't exactly surprised it didn't take you long, since you'd been so horny for the last few hours. Younghyun brought his dripping, sticky fingers up to his lips, making you blush as he sucked them clean. "Don't, oh my God," you giggled, embarrassed, pushing his hand down.

But he resisted, groaning at the taste when he got his fingers back into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, baby, I'd never let that go to waste. Need you to sit on my face again, like that first night."

Your pussy clenched again at the memory alone, and you sighed, sitting further back on his thighs. Your own were weak from shaking and your heart was thrumming strongly in your chest, but you felt that melancholy feeling of reality creeping back in when he kissed you.

He pulled back but kept his forehead pressed to yours, his warm breath ghosting over your cheeks. "It's late, gotta work in the morning. Let me take you home."

You sat in blissful, sleepy silence while he drove you home, watching the lights out the window pass, each stop light and street lamp like a twinkling Christmas light to you in your rose-colored haze. At least you could have this feeling outside of work. But every time you thought of the office again, you worried. Things were so different now. If you had to choose between Younghyun and your career, you worried you wouldn't know the right decision to make. You turned to look at him, remembering how he used to look to you when you were merely coworkers, just a few days ago even. Things changed so quickly, maybe they could change quickly again...

🚪

"So when are you and Younghyun gonna do something?"

You took a bite of your sandwich and raised your eyebrows with an inquisitive expression as Sooin sat beside you for lunch in the break room a few days later. "...'Do something'?"

"You know, get together. It's so obvious you want to."

God, if she only knew. But you were glad she didn't. Evidently she didn't suspect anything was going on between you and Younghyun already. And you preferred to keep it that way. It was really none of her business.

"What, like you and Brennan?" You scolded yourself internally for mentioning that as soon as it left your mouth. You weren't sure if that was something you were supposed to pretend to not know.

But she smiled, taking a bite of her pasta smugly. "Yes."

You popped a chip into your mouth and tried to seem nonchalant. You didn't want to get into this with her, even if she was probably the one person in your office who would understand your situation. "We're just friends."

"Whatever you say." She clearly didn't buy it, but so long as she didn't pry, it didn't faze you much. Unfortunately, she continued. "But I'm just saying, I can tell you like him. And he seems like he likes you. He's cute; someone else might snatch him up if you don't hop to it. Hell, I probably would have took my shot if Brennan hadn't gotten to me first." You might have something to say had your situation been different. If you weren't already with him, you might have a comeback, something to get her off your back. But you simply held your tongue. "I've seen Marissa eyeing him."

The mention of the cute new receptionist's name almost put you over the edge. You were so happy with Younghyun, and that should be enough, at least for now, but a big part of you wanted to just scream that you were with him, that you'd gone out with him, that you'd fucked him, that you'd sucked his dick, that you'd sat on his beautiful fucking face. But you didn't. You took another bite of your sandwich and you let it go. You were at work, in a professional environment, not in a frat house. You were all coworkers, not on a reality dating show.

"She can look wherever she wants. I told you, Sooin; Younghyun and I are just friends."

"Okay..."

🚪

You had a meeting with a couple of coworkers after lunch, including your "friend", and you again had to really focus to keep your attention on work. Especially now that Sooin was planting thoughts in your head, thoughts that played into your insecurities. You stared at Marissa through the glass of the conference room, as she obliviously typed away at her desk, then glanced over to Younghyun, across the table from you. You were just starting to feel confident in your relationship with him, and now felt like you were rolling back down the other side of the hill you just climbed. Not that you thought he'd cheat on you. You just didn't like the idea of someone else, especially someone pretty who also saw him every day, to be...Oh God, were you turning into a jealous girlfriend? You rubbed your temple and refocused, notes of pricing increases and new employee hiring needing to be in the forefront of your mind. You wondered if Younghyun was having any other similar thoughts, if your relationship was distracting him from work the way it was for you, the way you'd promised yourself it wouldn't...

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Fly Me To The Moon | kyh | day6

-> pairing. idol!younghyun x non-idol!reader (f)

-> genre. fluff, established relationship

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 689

-> warnings. None!

-> a/n. Brian’s voice >>>

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sept. 12th, 2020 @ 22:25

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Aug. 21st, 2021 @ 22:15

It was dark, and you were outside in the town square, sitting on a chair as you busked with some strangers.

"Fly me to the moon," you sang, smiling at the boy grinning at you through the crowd, unable to help the charisma that showed while you sang the song.

Throughout the song, Younghyun was sure that he fell for you all over again, his eyes watching you fondly. He had met you through Jae, who had introduced you as 'my sister's best friend'. You were around Sungjin's age, and you absolutely adored their music.

You had also mentioned that Dowoon was your favorite, because he was the youngest and cute as hell. Brian hand't been to happy about that conversation.

You finished the song off beautifully, staring at Brian as you sang in a gorgeous honey-voice.

"I," You smiled at him softly.

"Love," You tilted your head cutely.

"You..." You winked at him with a grin, bowing as the people around started applauding your performance.

"Waaah. Noona, that was great!" Younghyun said, welcoming you back with a hug and kiss to your cheek.

You giggled, scrunching up your face as his lips touched your cheek before he pulled away, your arms wrapping around his torso.

"Thank you."

He smiled at you stupidly, taking your hand and leading you onto one of the carts that were driving around the place, asking the driver to take you back to your hotel.

You leaned against the back of the cart as Brian leaned against the car-railing, looking out at the brightly illuminated city that was full of life and buzzing with activity.

You smiled, leaning up and off of the back of the cart to give him a warm back hug, leaning your cheek against him and sighing contentedly.

"What? You can't be tired already, can you?" He asked playfully, turning around to wrap his arms around your waist, looking down at you lovingly.

You shook your head with a pout, leaning your chin on his chest. “Not at all. I just felt like giving the guy I like a hug."

He snickered, pecking your lips and pulling away with a shit eating grin. "I thought you loved me, noona?"

"Eat shit, you brat—" You huffed angrily at him, turning away with a pout.

“Noona wait, I was kidding!"

•••

You put the key to your hotel in the keyhole, unlocking the door with a giant koala clinging to you, his head nuzzled into your shoulder. You hung up the keys and lightly pushed Younghyun off to hang up your coat. He made sure to remove his coat, too, the turtleneck he was wearing showing just the tips of his fingers.

You had managed to kick off your shoes before Brian grabbed you again, his own shoes somewhere in the corner of the room. You tried to get him off as you started nearing the bed, huffing and puffing with your effort. You turned around suddenly, yelling at him tiredly before squealing as your knees hit the back of the bed, in turn making you loose your footing.

"오모!—" You grunted as you landed on your back, Younghyun hovering over you. He watched you with slowly dilating pupils. You chuckled, leaning up to kiss him slowly, pulling away just as you noticed him trying to deepen the kiss, making him chase after you hastily. He whined when you 'tsked' at him, smirking playfully when you pushed him off and moved further up the bed.

"Not now, Foxy. I'm tired." He pouted at you childishly, nevertheless getting in next to you and wrapping himself around you. He sighed comfortably, pressing his nose into the nook of your neck before softly singing the same song from the busking station to you. You closed your eyes blissfully, smiling as you heard him whisper: 'I, love, you...'

You turned around, kissing his nose and brushing a strand of hair from his face.

"I love you too, my little fox." He smiled at you, kissing you before making you nuzzle your head under his chin, playing with your hair until the two of you fell asleep.

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multiphandomunnies · 2 months

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day6

reactions

s.o has a piercing/tattoo

crush is a cancer

crush is a pisces

child’s first word is “appa”

crush is a leo

crush is an aries

s.o is in a band

s.o has a big family

s.o writes poetry

gf is sensitive around her time of the month

gf is a solo artist

gf is a capricorn

buying a ring too small

imagines

jae

it wasn’t bad at all

the best news

giggles and candy canes

you’re an angel

sungjin

young k

cotton candy kisses

wonpil

i’m not sure

dowoon

didn’t expect this

not as planned

you never knew

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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Kinkmas - Day 6: Edging W/ Young K

Post Date: 6th December 2022 Content: Smut - Day6 Young K x Reader WC: 1.1K TW?: Edging/ Teasing/ Fingering/ Oral (Recieving)/ Brian is a TEASE Summary: When drinking hot chocolate whilst watching Christmas movies turns into something else that would make Santa blush.

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Oh, how comfortable you were, cuddled up on the couch whilst you wait for Brian to finish making you his special hot chocolates that you have become obsessed with. Getting him to make them almost every day since the start of November whilst being in a jolly mood as the countdown to Christmas officially started.

“Here’s your hot chocolate, baby,” Brian cheers as he carefully passes you your hot chocolate, grabbing it from him with sweater paws from your hoodie, smiling sweetly up at him as he places his on the table to take a seat next to you, pulling your legs over his lap.

Oh and how perfect it was, decorated with whipped cream and sprinkles, combined with the glittering lights surrounding you as the movie is ready to be played. Both of you were right in your element, the scent of the cinnamon sprinkled on your hot chocolate filling your nostrils delightfully.

The cinnamon wasn’t the only thing that was delightful, you couldn’t give an answer to the question of why you suddenly got distracted away from the movie, but with his lips molding against yours, you really couldn’t complain in the slightest.

Your hoodie flies from over your head to the floor, an item of clothing from you both joining it in turn as you fight against each other, the movie just being there for background noise at this point. Your warm, bare bodies flush against each other as he pulls you underneath him.

Your fingertips dig into the flesh on his shoulders as he pins down your hips to the couch, your tongues fighting against each other, leaving no time or room to catch a breath as one thing goes to another.

Taking his bottom lip between your teeth, you tug on it slightly as you giggle, watching his eyes turn dark with lust, with a smirk growing on his face.

“Oh, you’re going to be like that now are you?” He asks as he lifts himself off you slightly, leaving the slightly cold air to attack your half-naked body.

The cold air makes you shiver, but that isn’t the only thing to do so, the way his finger trails down your jawline, down your neck, and down to your torso makes your skin rise with goosebumps, making you pant and quiver at his touch.

He teases his fingers around the cup of your bra, playfully tugging at it as he carefully watches your eyes that follow his finger, biting down hard on your lip as he does so.

Then the bra was off, with one swift movement using his other hand to reach around to unclasp it, peeling it off of you painfully slow as you have to wait for him to do something else.

Everything he’s doing is slow yet every fiber in your body ached with admiration at how much he wanted to enjoy just looking at you, wanting to be sweet about it as his lips plant the softest peppering kisses along your shoulders down to your sternum.

Though you start to get slightly impatient, needing something more than just being kissed all over despite loving every second, the way it’s taking what feels like forever to get to your needs. Your fingers tangle in his hair as you give it a gentle tug, teasing him as he continues to pepper your skin with the most satisfying kisses.

“Oh, you really are going to be like that huh? Let’s see how you cope with this,” he scoffs against your skin, lifting his head up to look at you with the most mischievous grin that you’ve seen, on pins with anticipation with his statement.

The light touches continue, but his fingertips makes your hair stand up straight as he inches closer to where you desired to be touched the most, tugging at the band of your underwear and of course, pulling them teasingly slow too.

Lowering himself, his lips pepper the insides of your thighs, his fingers circling your sensitive skin on the other thigh, alternating the kisses and slight touches.

Until the scent of you fills his nostrils, being unable to resist diving straight in, a long lick up your core making you whimper as you try to keep your legs open so you didn’t trap him between your thighs.

Looking up to see your reaction, he breathes heavily against your soaking core, making you moan at the sensation.

The small whimpering cries that flow out of your mouth encourage him to keep going, his tongue doing wonders around your sensitive clit as his fingers make their way into your hole, curling them upwards just as you like it.

Then within minutes, you were so close to your breaking point, unable to control your legs as they start to quiver by his ears, and then nothing. He pulls away, chin covered in your slick as you give him a huge whine, unable to put words together to ask him to keep going.

“Oh, I’m sorry baby. Were you just about to cum? Such a shame,” his cocky teasing tone playing with your mind, knowing that he was purposely doing this but all you could do was whine at him, pouting as you hope he’ll let you have your release.

His tongue may not be against your core, but his fingers still caress your insides, moving slowly like he has been doing, giving you barely an ounce of satisfaction, then giving you a little hope when he picks it up again, his thumb brushing then doing digits on your clit.

Your back arches as he does this, making you whimper on his lips, tasting yourself on them as you try to make out with him whilst his fingers do the magic work between your legs.

Then he stops again.

And again.

Each time he could tell you were close, he’d stop for minutes at a time, noticing how worked up you were getting, tears pooling in your eyes, making them glassy as you beg on his lips, for him to let you have just one release, just the one.

“Oh you poor thing,” he coos mockingly, using his free hand to caress your cheek, wiping away the tear from your eyes as it falls, pouting at you by also mocking you, “I’ll let you cum, don’t worry”.

The swiftness in the way he removes his boxers, joining the clothes pile on the floor, to the way he lines himself up to your entrance, makes your heart and core flutter like mad.

“If you want to cum, I’ll make you cum....” he grunts as he thrusts into you slowly, smirking on his lips as they brush against yours, then leaning into your ear, “But you may not handle how many times I’ll make you”.

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etherealyoungk · 2 years

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I see you on Seventeen's scenarios tag all the time and your Brian PFP gets me EVERY SINGLE TIME, it's so cuuuteee, I miss day6 🥺🥺

hsjshfh no that prp is so cute <3 i love it and i miss day6 too :(

#watch me cry when they comeback #skye answers #☁️'s anon's

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wronqness99 · 4 years

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Take Care

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 555

Warnings: ---

Characters: Kang YoungHyun / Brian / Young K (Day6) X Female Reader

> About my writing

*The image doesn’t belong to me, credits to the owner.*

Younghyun sighed in frustration, looking at his focused girlfriend and rolled around, getting closer to where she was sitting on their bed. Y/N half smiled, looking at the man through the corner of her eyes. He sat up and rested his chin on her shoulder, a pout forming on his lips as he spoke.

"Babe, can't you just take a small break and pay attention to me for a bit? Hum? Pretty please?" He begged as he poked her cheek, trying to get her attention. Y/N chuckled and looked at him, kissing the tip of his nose watching his features soften as she did so.

The girl took the books off the bed, closing them and placing them on the ground so she could finally give her legs a much needed stretch.

Younghyun opened his arms, resting his back on the headboard of the bed and engulfing Y/N in his warmth as she laid back onto his chest. He smiled feeling her nuzzle his neck, pressing her peachy lips to it before looking up at him.

"I'm sorry for not paying much attention to you, I'm really worried about my maths exam."

"You are a great student, you never get less than a B and you listen to things well in class. You will end up turning your brain into soup studying this much." He confessed, running his hand through her hair as the other held her body close to his own. "Does your neck and back not hurt from being in that position for so long?" He questioned, watching his girlfriend look away from him as she bit her lip. Younghyun sighed.

"You shouldn't strain yourself this much. It might sound like I'm nagging, but I just care about you a hell of a lot." He stated, seriousness present in both his facial expression and voice. "I don't like to see the person I love being so careless about their well being." He continued as his hand made it's way to her neck, rubbing soft circles on it in order to help ease the tension and subsequent pain. Y/N felt her heart melt as she heard those stern but caring words leave her boyfriend's lips, a blush creeping on her cheeks. Looking up at the male, she smiled before attaching her lips to his in a chaste kiss.

"Thank you for caring about me Younghyunie. I love you, so freaking much and I am sorry if I have been neglecting you these days, finals will be over soon and then I just want to be locked in a room with you for a whole week, just us two cuddling and loving on one another," She stated, arms tightening around his figure, her head buried onto his neck, her lover's comforting scent and warmth taking over her senses. His eyes softened, a glisten appearing on them as happiness filled his heart, feeling how appreciative and grateful his girlfriend was for him and his love.

"My mom always taught me that it is important to take care of the ones we love, however it is far more important to take care of the ones who love us back." He replied before tilting her head up and capturing her lips in a lustful kiss, fire burning on their skin underneath each other's touch.

And they were sure they were the ones who loved the other most.

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yyparkq · 5 years

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Pulling up an all-nighter for midterm exams and requirements may not sound too impressive to everyone but when you’ve got a lot of extracurricular activities and personal dramas on your plate, you cannot really help it. Or else, you’ll fail at the very least of your academic subjects.

Human body must have a way to do what your mind has already set into sometimes. When you repeatedly told yourself that you had to wake up two hours later, you did. A couple of minutes before your alarm goes off, you forced yourself out of the bed and washed yourself in the bathroom, not wanting to risk your entire exam day in a simple snooze of your alarm.

The bus was full when you hop on but after a couple of stops, a lot of people got off the busiest districts of the city giving you seats to occupy for the rest of your travel to the university. The sun has long risen but was initially covered by the clouds when you step out of the house.

You settled for a window seat in the middle part of the bus, relaxing your limbs after a couple of minutes’ standing inside the vehicle. Without even thinking about it, your eyelids flutter close and your consciousness floats away before you even know it.

Brian doesn’t usually take the bus but after engaging in a light traffic accident the week before, his brother took his car keys away and left him no other choice but to use the public transportation. Usually, he’d take the subway or a taxi but he realized he’d have a handful of time to kill if he reached the university at least an hour before his exams so he opt in riding a bus instead.

The bus was unusually empty despite the weekday morning rush. Most of the seats have at least one unoccupied space at one side as if each passenger in the vehicle called dibs at each row inside it.

Brian opt to sit not further from the bus door and beside you instead. He glances a quick overall at your appearance and recognize the pale prints on the uniform you are wearing. Apparently, you are attending the same university and will be getting off the same stop.

The bus took off shortly after he sat beside your peaceful figure and as if on cue, the sun shone a bit too brightly on your side of the window - causing you to automatically squeeze your eyelids tighter, trying to protect your vision underneath it. Brian sees the creases forming between your brows and raises an arm to shade your eyes from the sun.

The gesture felt nothing but weird for Brian; it’s as if he acted out of reflex despite doing it for a total stranger. Something about the peaceful aura and the seemingly delicate frame of yours has awakened his instincts to sort of protect you and take care of you. He almost instantly withdrew his arm back when he noticed the driver briefly glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

Brian wondered what your major could possibly be as he glanced at the only piece of book you carry with you for that day - the only subject you have not started to review yet. It does not give any hints to answer his curiosity though, the book placed on your lap is for a general subject which he has completed already a year ago.

For almost twenty minutes, Brian shielded your eyes from the bright rays of the sun and only pulled away when your stop is nearing, giving you time to wake up and prepare yourself to get off. The bus slowly comes to a stop and yet you still have not opened an eye. Brian quickly thought of a way to wake you up with touching you and ended up grabbing the book you were slightly clutching on your lap.

You woke and realize instantly that it was your stop, the driver purposely waiting for you to get up and out of the bus. You muttered a quick thank you and bowed to the driver for not letting you miss your stop.

Little did you know, a tall guy is waiting for you by the pavement. You almost bumped into him as you jumped out of the bus. You look at him wide-eyed, wondering why he was standing there idly when a bus just came and gone before him. Just when you were about to go around and about your way, the book he’s holding caught your eye. You are almost certain it was yours because of the way it was carelessly covered with a plastic and the upper side was stained with dried coffee.

Brian realizes your recognition of the book and hands it to you with a shy smile. “Uhm, I didn’t know how to wake you up so I yanked your book out of your hands.” he gulps as he stares down at your confused expression.

He seemed to have held his breath until you smiled at him and offered to walk together to the university. It was a five-minute walk from the bus stop, too short to get to know you so before he could lose you inside the university, he asked if he could meet you after exams for coffee alongside getting your number.

You cannot stop shaking your head as you walk to your assigned exam room, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips. The short nap during the bus ride surely did wonders to you today. Your usually groggy mood due to lack of sleep manifesting in small giggles as you recall how cute Brian was when you first talked face to face at the bus stop.

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smorebin · 6 years

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S/S to DAY6 seeing a cute person and deciding to volunteer at the daycare they work at

Anon asked: DAY6 scenario of meeting a cute girl from church & getting close to her by joining the baby daycare & watching her take care of the babies rly well? heheh thank you <33

Notes: I made two adjustments to the ask if that’s okay! I changed it to a gender neutral pronoun because I like to include everyone in my writing when I can, and I don’t know the religions of all the members so I wrote according to the religions that I was aware of! Still, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!!

(wow he looks cute here... UR NOT EVEN MY BIAS JAE STOP)

Jae:

Jae would be hella shy 24/7 around them, especially if he just saw them like sitting in a pew and found out from a friend that they worked at the church’s daycare. Aside from volunteering at the daycare to get closer to them, he would actually realize how much he loved hanging out and playing with the kids.

He was too busy focusing on his fingers hitting chords and strumming against the acoustic guitar strings as the little kids sat around him in a circle singing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” to notice that you had stopped cleaning the mess the preschoolers had made from an afternoon snack. Even if he was singing a childish song, you wouldn’t be able to tell with the way his raspy voice complimented the rather high key. When he finished the song and the children finished clapping and shouting at how well “Jae-Jae” had done, he looked up to see you smiling and applauding him as well. He had to duck his head as he let a blush creep up his cheeks.

Children’s parents had started to show up around 5 pm to pick up their little ones and as he was putting his guitar back in the case he overheard a conversation that you were having with one of the parents.

“It’s so nice to see your boyfriend come in to play the guitar for the children.” The mother smiled at you.

You responded with a slightly blush and a shake of the head. People saw you as his significant other? Do we look good together? Do they like me back? A million thoughts swarmed his mind as he lowered his head to hide his blush as he zipped up the guitar case.

After all the kiddos had gone he was waiting for you to lock the daycare doors as he sat on a railing. Once you were done and appeared by his side, before you could say goodbye he worked up an extra ounce of courage. “Do you want to have dinner with me? There’s this great little shop up on the corner.” to which you gladly accepted.

(what kinda dork is this???)

Sungjin:

Someone who would totally try to act cool and suave around them and totally fail. But in all honesty the kids loved him so he ended up coming on days even when the person he was crushing on wasn’t working in the daycare because he also really liked working with the kids as well. They’ve basically adopted him and the person he is crushing on at this point. They are their daycare “parents”.

Let’s just say Sungjin’s brightest moments weren’t inside the daycare. From letting the young girls put his hair in pigtails and the boys to climb on his shoulders and arms as if he was a living jungle-gym. Then again who could blame him when he was trying to impress you with how good he was with kids. Though, while you were trying to get them to calm down for nap time (with the few older kids helping out) he was too busy play wrestling the five year olds and winding them up. The only time that they would actually tend to behave when Sungjin was around was when he pulled out his guitar and played a soft lullaby for them to fall asleep to.

It was a rare occasion when Sungjin got you to join in on his antics with the children. It was recess time and he was running around in a game of tag with a young group of boys and girls when he suddenly ran up behind you.

“TAG YOUR IT” He said, voice slightly raised, in your ear. Before you could turn around he was already halfway across the field with a bunch of preschoolers on his heels. With a rather competitive spirit, you couldn’t just let him get away with that, could you? So you raced out into the field and beelined towards Sungjin in an attempt to get him back.

The children were running around your feet, happy that you were playing along until you suddenly tripped, before you could land in the mud you felt a strong grip around your waist and looked up to see Sungjin’s concerned face above your own. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to get you hurt.”

When you nodded and hid your blush, he smiled. “Let me take you out to lunch to make up for it one day. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”

Brian:

Actually didn’t decide to work in the daycare but because there was an afterschool academy in the same complex, he decided to get a job there. He saw it as a double win because one, it wasn’t volunteer work and he got payed. And two, he got to see you every day. So when he walked out to have lunch and he saw you, he ended up spending his lunch in the daycare to which the kids got him to play the piano and sing before he had to go back to work.

He had just started his “lunch” break when he walked out of the door he saw you standing in the hallway struggling to carry in bags of what appeared to be crackers and juice boxes. Before you could topple over and drop all that you were carrying, he appeared in front of you, putting his hands under the boxes and urging you to hand them off to him. “Do you have a lot of kids in the center today?” He asked as you gave a sigh of relief from the weight lifting off your shoulders.

Giving a small hum you asked him about how it was at the academy and he responded with a slow before you went to open the door as he helped you carry the snacks inside. Upon seeing Brian, the kid’s surrounded his feet but when you told them off, they backed away slightly to avoid tripping him.

Once the food was set down he helped you pass out the snacks anf sat with you at a regular sized desk once everyone was fed.

“You know, you should really eat more than a protein bar and green tea, Brian.” You looked up at him from the salad and sandwhich sitting infront of you.

“I’m fine, plus, it keeps my energy up.” He waved the protein bar wrapper infront of your face.

“Please eat, I’m not even that hungry today.” You pushed a half of your sandwhich towards him. “If not I’m forcing you to go to dinner with me, that way I know you’re eating.” Brian had become a close companion since he started working at the academy.

“I’ll guess I have to skip out on the lunch today.” He laughed and threw the snack wrapper into the trash. With a groan he stood up and pushed in the chair before turning to the door. “Don’t forget about that dinner you promised me, Y/N!” He gave off in a sing song voice before saying goodbye to the kids and shutting the door behind him.

(people need to stop sleeping on a smile as bright at the sun smh)

Wonpil:

The exact opposite of Sungjin lmao. Honestly always questioning himself on whether or not he looks or sounds super dorky in front of his crush when in reality is the type to make them blush 24/7 without even realizing it. Loves the kids, the kids love him back. They all refuse to go to sleep unless he is there singing a lullaby.

It was one of the few days that Wonpil wasn’t able to come in and help around the daycare which was rather odd because whenever you had a shift he asked to pick one up at the same time. Something about prior engagements.

It was right around 1 in the afternoon which meant it was time for the kids to take a nap, except all of them were fighting it because “Wonpilie-hyung” and “Wonpilie-oppa” wasn’t there to sing them a song before they could drift off into dream land. After fighting them for the past hour, you went to your last resort which was to call Wonpil in hopes that he would be free enough to sing the children to sleep for few minutes.

Afraid that he wouldn’t even pick up you were surprised that he was on the line after the second ring. “Hey Y/N. Is everything okay, did the other volunteer not come in?” His voice was straining to speak over the obvious background noise that sounded like rather inconsistent bangs to a bass drum and torturous sliding of keys on a piano.

“Ummmm, it sounds like you are busy, maybe I shouldn’t have called.” You were already second-guessing yourself and started to pull the phone away from your ear, ready to hang up, sighing in the fact that you would have to find another way to make the children fall asleep.

“No-no-no, let me just get to a quiet hallway or something.” He quickly cut your small rant off, and soon the strident noises were no longer heard. “Is there something wrong?” His voice came through the phone cracked but still lyrical as ever.

“Ummm.” You hesitated. “I’m having trouble getting the kids to sleep and I was wondering if you could maybe, sorta…”

“Of course I’ll sing them a song Y/N.” You could practically see the beam cross his lips. “You should’ve just asked.”

The children were finally asleep and you were out in the hall in order to no disturb them. “Thank you so much for helping me get them asleep, I know you weren’t exactly planning on having to deal with them today. I swear your voice is the most soothing thing to them.” You smiled. The next thing you knew, a blush was rising through your neck to your temples.

“Is it soothing and sweet to you?” When there was no response on his side he quickly attempted to cover it. “Was that way too cheesy?”

Finally gaining your bearings you smiled. “No, I like hearing your voice everyday.”

(y’all he’s so cute how in el mundo is this possible?!?!?!?!?!?!)

Dowoon:

Ummm he is still a child. Lol, no honestly when he first came in to volunteer, all the kids were slightly scared of him because of how deep his voice was. But soon enough he was the one that they would ask to do weird voice impressions or act like a reporter and a character in a game that they were playing. ULTIMATE KING OF PLAYING HOUSE. But suddenly gets super shy and his voice cracks when the kids ask his crush to play house with them and make Dowoon and them pretend as if they were married. If only he knew how much they were also screaming on the inside.

It was a Thursday night and a couple parents had called saying they had to work a little bit late so you and Dowoon had agreed to keep the daycare open until the last child had left with a familiar face. As a way to pass time for the tiring kids, you both had agreed play a small game of house and the first thing the young matchmakers had done was place you and Dowoon in a VERY domestic relationship.

In order to act out the fantasies of the young ones, you and Dowoon pretended to play the part of husband and wife while they ordered both of you around as if they were directors to a broadway play. Everything had gone as it would have: the usual fight over something petty, the lovely ‘makeup’ hug, cooking dinner together, pretending to eat the said (plastic) dinner; that was until the mischievous kids decided to take a different route. They ran up to Dowoon and you could see the blush rise to his ears despite the low lighting. He promptly shook his head and the children giggled before nodding their heads vigorously. Which he vigorously shook his head even harder. At this point you were curious about what the conversation had been about but before you could ask, the children’s parents came walking through the door and you and Dowoon were forced to lift yourself off your haunches to properly greet the adults.

Once the children and parents were gone, you were finishing cleaning the last of the day’s mess up with the help of Dowoon when the previous sight appeared in the back of your mind.

Bending down to place a toy into its proper bin you called out Dowoon’s name which he responded with a small sound of acknowledgement. Taking it as a sign to continue, you asked him about a conversation with the young sister and brother duo from before. Without a response you figured he wasn’t going to answer but when you stood up and turned around, you were met with Dowoon’s lips meeting your cheek, before quickly stepping away.

“They told me to kiss you but I wasn’t going to do it infront of the children.” He mumbled under his breath before he went back to sweeping the floor for any crumbs.

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aixy-hpsa · 3 years

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day6 as oddly specific scenarios

read at your own risk

Jae:

This is it. The moment of truth. Your online girlfriend of two (2) months is finally about to reveal her real name and location. The butterflies fluttering in your stomach threaten to fly out of your belly button as you wait with bated breath for your lover to "spill the deets". You feel the ground beneath you shake when (s)he tells you the exact name and address of your snobby neighbor who vaguely smells like burnt coffee and always moans "valoRANt" at (precisely) 3:12 in the morning. At least it's not a bald, greasy italian gangster texting you from jail, right? Maybe this would be much easier if it was. You block him for good measure when you receive a "we should prolly exchange pics after you tell me abt urself too jsjsjsjs" because, no.

Sungjin:

"It's not love if you don't accept me for who I am!" You don't wait for your dad to respond as you slam the door shut with enough force to rouse the angsty teenagers imprisoned in your closet. The next morning, when you make your way to the dining table with dried tear tracks on your face and crusty snot in your hair, you find a pair of matching condoms with a note that says: "Love, dad. Sorry for the bad initial reaction, I was overwhelmed. I love you and I hope I get to meet her soon." Warmth fills your cold, dead heart. A tear threatens to escape your right eye but you look at the condoms and slowly realise that neither you nor your girlfriend own a magnum-sized penis.

Young K:

It's raining buckets when you rush into the nearest thing willing to provide you a roof. You're pleasantly surprised when every table in the mom-and-pop style diner is packed to the brim except for the seat next to the cute busker you saw on the street earlier. He smiles at you as you sit down and make yourself comfortable. After exchanging pleasantries, you reach forward to shake hands, and that's when it happens. Flashes of colour blind your eyes as it slowly hits you that this "cute" guy was the maid who poisoned you, the crown prince, approximately three lifetimes ago. That bitch. Where was your sword when you needed it the most?

Wonpil:

It's an eerily warm night. You're trying your best to scroll through your instagram feed but the four year-old you're babysitting (for easy money obviously, you're a monster) finally manages to crawl onto your lap after dropkicking the poor phone into a nearly empty popcorn bowl beside you. "I really hope Rebecca doesn't wake up tomorrow", he solemnly declares before planting a slightly wet kiss on your cheek.

Dowoon:

It took three hours to get everyone out of the bank safely. Your firefighter uniform is covered in soot, and you're about to exit the building when you spot a puppy trapped behind a large chunk of debris. You immediately run over to set it free. When you finally exit the building, you're taken aback when peta promises to make you CEO for valuing the dog's life over yours. The happiness doesn't last long though. As soon as the both of you are alone, the dog bites your hand and growls out a "fuck the rich" before running away.

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day6andetcetera · 3 years

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Stray puppy

Kang Younghyun x g/n reader

Word count: 0.8k

Genre: Fluff

Warning: cringy babytalk, awkward conversations

Author note: finally done with this! The writing is probably bad since English isn't my 1st language but I hope it's cute. Also this is my first fanfic where I'm writing y/n as a 2nd person instead of 3rd person, so feedback about my writing would be appreciated.

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Younghyun thanked the barista for his iced Americano before paying and left the counter heading towards the door. He took a few sips as the cold breeze hit his face while walking to the JYP building. Winter was coming and he was embracing the change. Just as he was about to pass the alleyway in his route he heard a voice. Someone was baby-talking and cooing. He scrunched up his face hearing some of the things being said before smiling.

"Aww look at you, I knew you were hungry-wungry, sorry I came a bit late. That old lady at the cafe was extra cranky at me today for messing up the coffee orders earlier, but it's okay. As long as you have some food in your tummy it's alright."

He turned to inspect the alley and found you in the apron of the cafe he just visited, kneeling down on the ground next to a roughened up pup, happily wagging her tail while eating what seemed to be some leftovers from the cafe. Younghyun walked closer, his footsteps prompted you to look up, wide eyed at recognition. He knows you, you were the cute barista he had seen working at the cafe and you took his orders a couple of times.

“Oh, hi there” you said timidly as you rose to your feet, staring at Younghyun a bit stunned to see him there. The truth is, you have always had a crush on Younghyun from afar, and even took his orders to know his name. “Hello uhm Y/N” Younghyun greeted you awkwardly as he glanced at your name tag. "Yeah that's me" you replied, fidgeting with your hands not knowing what to do next. "Younghyun, right?" You asked to fill the awkward silence and he nodded with a smile as confirmation.

The puppy, noticing Younghyun, ran up to him wagging her tail, barking up at him and jumping around for attention. "Well hello there little guy" he cooed and kneeled down to the ground, placing his coffee cup next to him as he reached out to pet the pup. You were still standing as you were, looking at the pair a bit too fondly for having just met properly. Younghyun looked up at you, “Do you take care of him often?” he asked, tilting his head looking at you. “Well it’s a she, and yeah at least once a day after my shift at the cafe.” you stated as casually as you could as you kept fidgeting. Younghyun nodded thoughtfully and picked up the puppy in his hands, the pup seemed surprisingly clm with the situation. “Wouldn’t it be better to take her in as your own dog? I mean by the looks of it the pup is an orphan and the streets are pretty dangerous for her.” he asked while he looked at her, he got up on his feet and looked at you. Your shoulders slumped at that thought. Heck, even you knew that, but living in a rented studio with a shitty landlord, even imagining taking care of a pet on low wage was difficult. “As much as I’d like to do that though, my landlord is kind of a douche when it comes to pets, also I don’t think I can afford to keep one full time”.

Younghyun frowned at the thought of that, but suddenly came up with an idea. “What if I adopt her? That way she can be safe and get some proper care she needed” he spoke excitedly and that had you dumbfounded. It did make you happy that he would offer that, but also sad that you would not see the puppy again. Younghyun noticed your silence and added, “you can come over at my place to visit sometimes”. Now this really shocked you “What??” you spoke up with a higher pitch in your voice, to which Younghyun raised the puppy in between you two and said “The puppy, you can come over to visit the puppy”. The puppy barked as if in agreement. “Oh, that, yeah that sounds great” you said with an awkward chuckle. “Great, is it okay if we exchanged numbers for this? Only if you’re comfortable” he asked, shifting the puppy into his other hand to retrieve his phone. "Uh yeah sure I guess" you hesitated a bit but gave in considering this is the best excuse you will ever get to get his number.

"Well, I'll see you around Y/N" he said, raising the puppy like a toast and picking his cup up from the ground. "I'll see you too, Younghyun." you spoke as you lightly waved your hand as he left. Younghyun changed his route and headed towards the dorm to drop off the pup with his bandmates, and a smile grew on his face thinking about you.

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kpoppwriter · 3 years

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Hullo! Congrats on 6k!!! You totally deserve it heh. Can I request #8: 'You never thought a single phrase could break you so much' with any member from day6? I can't choose and I trust your intuition with this stuff! Also hope you're hyped for their subunit comeback 💙

❧ Synopsis: You never thought a single phrase could break you so much

❧ Genre: angsttttt

❧ Warning: it's angsty sorry

❧ A/N: I had to do Brian cause I couldn't think about the other boys in such an angsty scenario without getting sad

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"You know there's a lot of things I have to do in my profession that I may not like.”

"Yeah but we could have talked about this before I found out through Twitter."

You and Brian had been in a heated discussion about the dating rumor that came out about Brian and some other idol. Normally it wouldn't have been a problem if it hadn't been confirmed by JYPE. Brian - your boyfriend - had forgotten to inform you of his other partner.

"It's just a publicity stunt for our comebacks later this year, Y/N,” he sighed, “You know that."

"I do know that but what pisses me off is that you didn't tell me beforehand."

“Why do I have to tell you this? Why is it so important? You know I'm dating you and only you."

It took everything in you not to raise your voice. You knew you wouldn't get anywhere by yelling so you just took a breath and continued talking normally.

"Its important to me - to our relationship."

"You don't understand how complicated dating is as an idol.”

"Then talk to me. Don't bottle it up."

He was quiet for a moment. You could tell he was holding back his true emotions. Like he’s been doing for months. He was getting more and more distant with you and you could tell he'd lost feelings for you. This whole dating thing really was the last straw.

"You wouldn't understand."

"I want to understand! I want to make this relationship work!” you said in an exasperated tone

“This is too much, Y/N. This is just a fabricated relationship by our companies, okay?!” he let out a long sigh, "I didn't have a choice - I never did."

"Yes you did!" you finally yelled, "You had the choice to get into this relationship. You had the choice to talk to me when things started to get complicated. You had the choice to come tell me about this stunt but you chose to keep that all to yourself and build up all this resentment towards me instead!”

The silence that followed your words was deafening. Tears were fulling streaming down your face at this point. You didn't care how pathetic or crazy you looked. You were just broken. The guilt was evident on Brian's face, the sadness making his face look older. He reached a hand out towards you but you stopped him.

"Don't,” you choked back a sob, “Don't you dare."

He let his hand drop to his side. You were both too far gone now and you both knew this couldn't be fixed. And god, did that hurt.

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agustd-png · 5 months

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Day 7: Younghyun 🎄 Public Sex + Cunnilingus

Kinkmas 2023

Although you knew other people rarely came up to the rooftop of Younghyun's apartment, it was far from impossible, and it felt especially possible when his head was between your legs. You felt the cool night air rush around you, heard the cars below, some faint music in the distance. But still when he looked up at you, all of that fell away. "Feel good?" He asked, a few fingers rubbing your pussy just right. You nodded with a smile and a shaky breath, gripping more tightly to the metal bar behind you.

Younghyun kissed your clit a few times then brought his tongue back to your slit, sliding through the slick mess with a satisfied moan. His wet fingers prodded at your hole, circling it and making your hips greedily shift towards them. Younghyun chuckled, his lips still locked to your clit and sending vibrations through it. He pulled back and watched your face as he pushed a finger into your pussy, your walls clenching around the digit and a soft moan leaving you. Still watching you, unable to take his eyes off you, it seemed, he ran the very tip of his tongue over your clit. "How's that?" He asked before resuming this.

You struggled to formulate a response. "Really good," you managed shakily. The rooftop was a bit cold and you were shivering a bit, but you knew things would change in that regard if you kept going.

Just then you both heard a loud bang and jumped. Younghyun pulled away completely and a hot searing rush ran through your veins. You realized it was a trash can down on the street falling over and let out a heavy sigh, tingles that had prickled your skin slowly settling.

"Sorry," he said with a light giggle, standing up now. "My neighbors are loud," he murmured, very close to you now, then kissed you so sweetly your toes curled in your boots.

"I don't care," you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him again. He continued to alternate between caressing your clit and slowly fucking you with his fingers, barely letting his lips part from yours now, and thus the kisses getting messier by the second. You felt your orgasm building, your hips rocking to meet his hand more and more. Younghyun wrapped his other arm around your lower back, holding you tightly, while his busier hand moved faster. You parted breathlessly from his lips and looked around a bit, remembering where you were, how brazen you felt, knowing anyone from his building could walk through the door a few yards away and see you right now. But it didn't faze you, and in your lustful haze it made things even hotter.

Younghyun kept his eyes on you still though, sensing how close you were to your climax and plunging his fingers even deeper. "Mm, hmm, I'm cumming, ah--" You crumpled in his arms, your legs tensing, your body shuddering, and in a few seconds you felt your orgasm wash over you, felt it seep pleasurably into your every sense. You held onto him tightly, but he continued to hold onto you, intently watching your face contort with a smile on his own.

"Love watching that, every time," he said sweetly, pulling his fingers out and running his palm over you, making you shudder again. "So pretty when you cum."

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blu-joons · 3 years

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DATING DAY6 HEADCANON A⇴Z ⇴ Kang Younghyun

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Younghyun is very much a gentleman and his affection will reflect this. He’ll keep you close to him as often as he can, and constantly give you kisses to remind you that he loves you and that he’s right there beside you.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You knew that Younghyun was popular amongst most people, so when he first started talking to you, you thought he was just being polite. He definitely tried to drop a few hints that he liked you, but you were convinced that was how he treated most people, unaware of just how special you were becoming in his eyes.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

He ended up confessing to you when he began to feel you get quite distant. He was worried that he’d done something wrong, so when you told him you were confused about the signals, he was sending you, he decided to make them clear. You were kicking yourself as he told you how he felt for thinking that he’d treat everyone so kindly or that he would be so kind to you if there wasn’t some ulterior motive behind it.

D ⇴ DATES

Every week, Younghyun would try and work at least one date night into his busy schedule. He loved to take you out to dinner more than anything else, he’d pick you up at your house and make sure that he always dressed smartly. At the restaurant, he’d always pull your chair out for you and be able to pinpoint exactly what you wanted on the menu. Dates with Younghyun often left you speechless, you weren’t quite sure how you ever managed to get so lucky in finding him, but you always made sure to treasure him.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

You were the first relationship Younghyun had been in, which often worried him. He wanted to make sure that he was the perfect boyfriend, he was always scared about making mistakes or doing something wrong. His biggest concern was neglecting you, he wanted to be transparent with you that he was a busy guy, and even though you often reminded him that you would be fully supporting of his career, he couldn’t help but feel bad that there were so often times when you’d go a while without seeing or hearing from him.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

The two of you didn’t tend to argue often, it was hard to find the time to speak to each other sometimes, let alone argue. It surprised Younghyun how little the two of you argued, he’d often expect for you to shout at him when he finally found the time to see you after weeks apart, but instead you’d sit him down and make sure that he was looking after himself. He never quite knew what to say when you were so kind to him, he’d always prepare himself to defend why he hadn’t made much time for you only to come to you and be cared for. You’d sit and listen to how everything was going with him, making sure he was healthy.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

You knew that he was only an only child, so his family wanted the best for him. Knowing they lived abroad too meant that you only got to meet them over video call. That didn’t change the fact though that they could see how happy Younghyun was to be around you, which meant they instantly adored you too.

H ⇴ HOME

He was keen to find a place for the two of you, but he was worried in amongst his busy schedule that you’d end up spending so much time alone. Knowing that the boys were at the dorm was a huge relief for him as he knew they’d keep you company, but yet again, you were understanding, and happily lived wherever Younghyun was.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

The first ‘I love you’ came from Younghyun after a long day with you. It had been a couple of weeks since he’d seen you properly, but seeing you was exactly what he needed to pick himself back up. He couldn’t help but utter those three words at the end of the evening before he left, making sure you knew how thankful he was.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Younghyun wasn’t someone who often got jealous, he trusted you and was happy to give you a bit of space from time to time. The most he’d get jealous about was your friends whenever they got to spend more time with you. He hated missing out, he hated that you’d end up having to go to gatherings and parties without him. As much as he’d pretend that he was fine about it, he wanted to be there by your side, so when work called instead, he was jealous that you got to meet up with everyone whilst he was left behind.

K ⇴ KIDS

Having a family was a big deal for Younghyun, he’d told you that from the start. Being an only child, he knew it was up to him to give his parents grandchildren, which was something he desperately wanted to do. He was in no rush, he knew with you that your relationship was a long-term thing and that when the time was right for the two of you then having children would happen, and his family would be complete.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

He loves to make you laugh more than anything else in the world, he always prays that your life is full of happiness and smiles. If he’s been away from you for a while, then he’ll always tell a joke on the radio because he knows that you’ll be listening. He loves to tickle you too when he wants to hear your laugh, sometimes the two of you will just be laid in a comfortable silence, when all of a sudden, his hands will attack your sides because he wants to be able to hear your laugh and put a smile back on his own face.

M ⇴ MISSING

Over time, the distance becomes a natural thing for the two of you. As much as he wants to spend all of his time with you, he knows that he can’t, but he always tries to make it up to you. It doesn’t matter to him how understanding you are, he wants you to know how appreciative he is. Deliveries will often appear at your door from him as a sign of his thankfulness towards you for being there for him. You don’t realise the effect you have on him sometimes, but just knowing he has someone waiting for him at home is a huge comfort for him having spent so long away from his family. As soon as he sees you for the first time, his arms will be around you straight away, enjoying the feeling of your touch back around him.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

More than anything else, Younghyun just tends to call you ‘love,’ it’s the simple things that he loves. Whilst you often have nicknames for him, if you want to annoy him, ‘Brian’ will always come out to tease him.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He’s obsessed with your body; he loves how perfectly it moulds against yours when you lie together and loves to explore everything about you with his hands.

P ⇴ PDA

Younghyun isn’t afraid of being affectionate with public if it means that it needs to keep you safe. His arms will often protect you from any attention that comes your way, whilst he’s happy sharing things with you and the fans, he’s very clear that there’s a line, and his arms will definitely push people back if they overstep it.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He questions you the most when he wants to know if you’re alright. When he’s away from you, he worries a lot, so he’ll often check in at various points throughout the day to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Before he goes on tour, Younghyun will write out lots of little notes to leave around the house for you to read. Whilst he can’t be there in person to say these things, he hopes that when you’re feeling down and read through them it will almost be as good as having him there. You always make sure to save them all, and whenever you’re missing him, you’ll dig them all out and read through each and every one.

S ⇴ SEX

Younghyun tends to be the more dominant one between the two of you, he likes to be in control and make you feel as if you’re being well looked after than the other way around. He’ll always put your needs ahead of his own, he makes sure to take his time with you and make sure that you know how much you mean to him. He’s never one to be quick with intimacy, he knows it’s something that should be treasured and special.

T ⇴ TEXTS

He texts you quite a lot to make sure that you know he’s doing alright, but to also make sure you are too. If there’s an artist at the station that he knows you like too, he’ll make sure to send you some photos and maybe even give you a call.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You were incredibly understanding of Younghyun’s career which was what he was most thankful for. In such a successful time, love had always been the things that had abandoned him until he met you, and now it was all complete.

V ⇴ VACATION

When the time for a holiday came around, you gave him little choice but to take you to Canada. You wanted him to be able to see his family and reunite with all his friends. You were desperate to meet them and listen to all the stories that they had to share about Younghyun, no matter how embarrassed it all made him.

W ⇴ WHINING

Not once did Younghyun ever whine around you, he was far too appreciative of all the things you already did for him to start expecting more from you.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Younghyun loved to kiss you as often as possible, he definitely used kisses as a resource to let you know how he was feeling. You always made sure to appreciate when you felt his lips rest against your skin. He’d often fall asleep absentmindedly with his lips resting against you, it quickly became a habit for him to tuck into the crook of your neck and lay there whilst pressing kisses against the exposed part of your skin.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the one to complete the puzzle of his dreams.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

At night, you always made sure that Younghyun went to sleep as quickly as possible. You knew how hard he’d work, and despite his protests that he wanted to spend some time awake with you, you’d refuse and instruct him to sleep.

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getdownkyh · 3 years

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Not Hurt (m) | Young K | smut, gang member!Young K | 2.2k words

tw : mentions of blood

The metallic smell of blood and rust forced a sigh out of your hollow chest, and though the bedroom lights were dim, his outline was clear. Tall, broad shoulders making his way across the room. Tapping his toes impatiently while he sent a quick text, before throwing his phone on the bed and peeling his shirt off, you thought to yourself maybe he too, was starting to get bothered by the iron-like stench.

He left the bathroom door slightly ajar, the sound of hot water and his groans making you roll your eyes, but it was your cue. Your cue to pull out the white box stashed in the bedside drawer, walking inside the bathroom and pushing yourself up the counter, legs swinging as you waited for him to finish showering.

Your mind wandered as you observed the intensity of the red in the water flowing into the drain gradually decreasing, until the water was almost clear. He shot you a wink through the foggy glass separating the both of you and you wanted nothing more than to wipe off the smug expression he had on his face. His stupidly handsome face, even when it was littered with cuts and bruises threatening to form.

Wrapping his towel securely around his hips, he walked out, water dripping through the ends of his jet black bangs. His face lit up as he walked closer towards you, holding one hand out to touch your face, only for you to slap a cold pack into his hand, looking at him threateningly.

“Babe..”

You held his wrist and pushed the cold pack towards his bruised left cheek. “Hold still.”

Parting your legs, you tugged him closer towards you by the biceps, wiping the stray droplets of water on his face with a small towel, flinching when he winced as you dabbed on an open cut above his left brow, the crimson stain seeping through the handkerchief in your hand. A heavy, exasperated sigh left your mouth, an expression of disappointment but also done on purpose to ignite a feeling of guilt inside him.

You didn’t know if he was capable of feeling guilty, but at this point you didn’t have much choice.

Fishing a cotton swab out of the plastic packaging, you mumbled curse words as you squeezed the ointment onto the tip. Your face was stern, but your heart was thumping in worry as you delicately applied the medication across the cut, eyes flitting nervously towards his. You worked in silence, hoping the tension would rid him with guilt, your hands skillfully replacing the cotton swabs, tracing every cut on his face, one across the cheekbone, one across the jaw, another, particularly larger one at the junction where his shoulder and neck met. You shivered thinking of the what ifs, if the cut was deeper, if it was closer to his vein; you shook your head to rid the bitter taste in your mouth.

When you took his hand in yours, to nurse the bruised and cut knuckles, he was quick to press a kiss on your hand, grinning at you. You sighed again, ignoring him as you taped the gauze, before struggling with the bandage for a short while, though muscle memory kicked in and soon you were wrapping his knuckles safely inside the white fabric.

He flicked his wrist a few times, admiring the bandage like one would on freshly manicured nails, “Thanks. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

His words were sincere but you felt like you were being made fun of.

“Is this fun for you?” Your first words of the night caused him to furrow his eyebrows at you.

“Babe..”

“Don’t babe me now, Younghyun.” Cradling his face in your hands, you tilted his jaw upwards to look at you, both your pupils shaking at the eye contact. “Every night I feel like I really need to take one last good look at you.. Before you lose yourself or you lose me.”

“Don’t say that..”

“I’m serious. I do not know how to make it clearer to you that this," you let your thumb ghost over a nick, "it doesn't hurt just you, it hurts me.”

Slowly, ever so carefully, his arms found their way around your waist, and you wished you had the willpower to push him away, but his gentle, comforting hold was just what you needed, a temporary bandaid for your emotional distress. Although the irony of it all was him being the source of the distress.

Tucking your chin on his shoulder, you blinked your tears away, "I wish things were different."

There was a slight offended tone in voice as he replied, "Different how?"

"I don't know. But I can't keep doing this."

He pulled back, studying your eyes with his, thumb delicately wiping your moist cheek and tucking your hair behind your ear. "Are you going to leave me?"

"Can't you leave them instead? We'll figure something out. I'll talk to Sungjin, we both know he has a soft spot for me."

"Babe, you know that's not how things work.. Sungjin,-" he linked his hand with yours as he continued saying things you already knew he would say, "-has a soft spot for you because he considers you family. And that means if anything happens to me-"

"Don't."

"-if anything happens to me, I know the gang will take care of you."

"If it's not you, I don't want it."

He laughed. "Wow, you're so obsessed with me."

"Younghyun, I'm serious."

"Okay, fine. But I am, too. You can't do this to me, especially not tonight, when things aren't even that bad. You've seen me in worse states."

And maybe it was the sincere look in his eyes, or the way his hands were gently roaming over your skin, or the way he was leaning closer and closer towards you, but it got you realizing you may not be able to live like this, but you definitely wouldn't be able to live without him.

Cradling his face in your hands, being wary of where you place your fingers as to not press on any wound, your eyes roamed over his face, finding yourself smiling softly, involuntarily, as if on reflex. Leaning in, tilting your head to the side, you kissed him as delicately as you could.

There was no urgency in the kiss, just your lips lazily moving across each other's, movements restrained, as if one of you was going to break if you kissed harder.

"I won't let you go to sleep hurting."

The first grunt that left his mouth signalled the beginning of him breaking. Fingers now digging deeper into the skin of your waist, and you gasped, stomach tensing when you felt him pulling you closer towards him, your clothed core brushing against his lower abdomen. You didn't realise when he lost the towel, but his bare skin felt so warm against your centre and you found yourself clenching around nothing, eliciting a chuckle from him at your not so subtle squirming.

His hand made quick work of pushing your panties to the side, his fingers finding your slit as his thumb stroked your bundle of nerves teasingly slow. He slid his middle finger up and down your slit, pressing harder every time your body trembled.

"You get wet so fast for me, it's cute."

If your face wasn't already burning up from the teasing, that definitely would've made you inappropriately warm in a second. It felt like you were getting molten lava poured over you at the moment. All you could do was hum to suppress your moan, head and hands shaking to find something to hold on to, to ground yourself as best as you could before losing it all to him that night.

Wrapping your hands around his wrist, you carefully leaned backwards, creating space between your torsos and pushing your core closer towards him. The promise of an orgasm was making you desperately compliant, but who wouldn't, when his finger was sliding in and out of your slick hole, pace so unhurried you could feel him pushing deeper and deeper, occasionally flicking his wrist to open you up at a different angle.

Your grip on his wrist was getting tighter, but it didn't seem to faze him as he inserted another finger in, your eyes entranced at the sight of his fingers moving in and out of you, getting coated with the glistening release over time, his eyes fixed on your face, licking his bottom lip and groaning to hold himself in place, fighting the urge to push you down and fuck you senselessly on the bathroom counter.

At least not until you cummed first.

As his pace got faster and faster and your cunt got tighter and tighter around his fingers, he pushed deeper, stilling for a short second before rubbing the delicious spot inside with the tip of his fingers, pushing his palm to pulse against your clit simultaneously.

The cries of pleasure weaved into curse words and failed attempts at vocalising the full syllables of his name indicated your first high of the night. Your chest heaved as you felt him pulling out, almost thanking him for sparing you from the overstimulation. But your relief didn't last long as you felt him attaching his lips to your swollen clit, licking and sucking on the reddened bud.

Squirming in discomfort, you whined and begged, although it was probably counterproductive on your part, as all your whines did was rile him up even more, pressing his face deeper into your sopping centre, tongue licking through your slit, moving upwards before reclaiming your most sensitive nub into his mouth again.

Your flailing arms knocked some of the products off the counter, but none of you seemed to care. For obvious reasons. The moment the words "Fuck, Younghyun-" left your lips, he was quick to insert and pump two fingers inside your hole again, finger fucking and eating you out as you orgasmed over his face.

There was an exact 3 seconds where you blacked out on the counter as he kissed your inner thighs before standing up and tugging you off the counter. The way your legs were barely supporting your own body and your blanked out state of mind barely registering what was happening worked in his favor as he easily manhandled and spun you around to face the mirror.

You were slightly embarrassed at how disoriented you looked but the way Younghyun was looking at your reflection, grin proud but eyes full of love, it made you didn't really mind of the way you looked.

When the head of his member breached your entrance, Younghyun stilled for a moment, eyes wary of your expression. "More," you whined, pushing your hips closer towards him to take him deeper.

Fully sheathed inside you, he brought his lips close to your ear, gazes meeting on the reflection in the mirror.

"How do you want it tonight? Do you want me to go slow?" He pressed a kiss to your temple before continuing, "Or fast?"

The verbal answer never left your mouth, but the way you clenched around him at the latter choice got him chuckling. "Got it."

Bringing both hands to hold you by the hips, he wasted no time as he started pounding into you. Your arms shook as you tried to stabilise yourself on the counter, and your legs losing their strength over the minute was making it even harder for you.

Younghyun took a step forward, pushing your body towards the counter, your clit rubbing the hard surface with every thrust and -you didnt know it was possible- increased his pace.

"Fuck, how are you still this tight even after 2 orgasms?"

The involuntary flutter of your walls at his dirty words got him grunting, wrapping an arm around your waist, as the other went to hold you by the jaw, forcing you to look at your own reflection.

Eyelids heavy, you begged, "I'm close, please Younghyun."

The friction on your clit by the piece of furniture pressing against it, the girth of his member sliding in and out of you, and the faint sting from his nails digging into your skin were pushing you closer and closer towards your release.

"Do it. Let me see you cum."

Knees buckling and body trembling, you fell apart in his hold, nails clawing at his arm. The intense orgasm caused your walls to clamp even tighter around him, and right when you were a quivering mess in his arms, he reached his release too, burying his nails even deeper into your skin as he climaxed inside of you.

Both of you were bent forward and panting, still joined as one, his arms slowly sliding down to join yours by the counter. "Shit, Younghyun, your bandage fell off." You twisted under him, reaching out to fix the damage.

He softened at how despite it all, your love and care for him was real. Grunting heavily from above you, he chose to point out the other obvious instead, "Babe, you were a literal trembling mess when you orgasmed around my dick minutes ago. You have time to worry about that?"

The way you subtly clenched around him again got him chuckling as he pressed another kiss to your shoulder. "No, don't do that. I can go all night but I'd rather not overwork you tonight."

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Christmas In July: A Christmas To Remember.

Summary: Brian had planned everything for Christmas Day down to the tee. You’re heavily pregnant and due NYE, but the baby had other plans and throws his day into turmoil.

Pairing: Brian Kang x female reader

Genre: Fluff / Christmas Cheer

Warnings: none.

A/N: Please join us once again with our Christmas In July Collab / Tradition. Here is the first story and you can find the second story here. On @prettywordsyouleft blog. I hope you enjoy.

Word count: 1429

It was a strange sensation, knowing you had many things planned and yet were unable to conduct them in the ways you used to. You begrudgingly turned over Christmas Day plans to your husband, knowing that you were in no shape to do them yourself.

You enjoyed the festivities every year as they rolled around, although this time would be the last one as a duo. Rubbing your hand gently over your stomach you smiled, excitement filling your body as within the week you would be meeting your little bundle in person.

“Hey, don’t go making little Kang prefer their Mum over their Dad.”

Brian teased, stepping into the room with a smile on his face as he reached out to rub your stomach in a circular motion. He crouched down quickly, his ear on your stomach as he began to talk.

“Now don’t forget your Daddy loves you just as much as Mummy. I cannot wait to meet you, just stay in there until the new year.”

You chuckled, noting the slight panic in his voice as your stomach moved towards his head.

“I think Little Kang has a mind of their own, don’t you?”

“I think you’re correct Mrs. Kang. I just want tomorrow to go without a hitch and then they have free rein on when to come into the world.”

Brian stood up, his arms now wrapping around you tenderly as he left a kiss on your cheek.

“Tomorrow will be fine.”

“It better be. I’ve planned everything in your steed, and I want you to enjoy the day.”

You reassured him, gently patting his shoulder as you turned to walk back towards your bedroom. Brian followed behind you, quickly placing his arm around you to help keep your balance. The struggled of full-term pregnancy were starting to come into play.

“I’m fine. Let’s rest and tomorrow will come sooner. I’m excited to see what you have planned for everyone.” Swatting his hand away playfully as you sat down on your bed. A sigh left you as your body began to relax. You opened your mouth to ask for help, yet Brian was already there, undoing your shoes. You smiled gratefully at his assistance.

“What would I do without you?”

“Go to bed with your shoes on for one?” He scrunched his nose up playfully as he removed your shoes and placed them at the end of the bed.

“Let’s sleep, and finally we can find out what Santa has in store for us.”

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The smell of cookies stirred you from your sleep, your stomach growling eagerly at the scent.

“Okay little Kang, up we get.”

It took you a little longer than it used to, but within twenty minutes you were up and out of the bed, dressing gown on and making your way into the kitchen. The closer you came to the hub of your home, the more you could sense the different aromas filling the space. Your stomach grumbled louder this time, wanting in on the delicious food.

“Okay, let’s see what Daddy has been up to.” You patted your stomach softly in agreeance, only to be met with a sharp pain that almost had you to the ground. The pain was gone as soon as it had arrived. Shaking it off you headed towards your husband who was busy preparing a feast.

“What do we have here?”

Brian jumped back, startled by your presence. “You were supposed to be sleeping! Merry Christmas Baby.”

He walked towards you, his eyes barely noticeable as he smiled broadly, enveloping you in a hug as he kissed the top of your head.

“It was the cookies, wasn’t it?” he mumbled into your ear, a chuckle leaving his mouth soon after.

“How did you know?”

Brian shrugged before ushering you into the living room, the tree overtaken with presents underneath.

“Santa has been busy.” You gasped as your eyes washed over the room. You were sure it wasn’t like this when you had both gone to bed last night. “Did you even get any sleep?”

“Enough. Sit. And open this.”

Brian helped you sit down on the couch as he handed you a present you hadn’t seen.

“I wanted to get through some of the gifts before the others arrive. Everything is cooking and well under way. I followed your recipes, don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried. I trust you.”

“That’s not what you said a couple of weeks ago.” Brian teased as he nudged your side playfully.

“Call it baby brain. Everything is perfect.”

Brian smiled that lopsided grin of his that always made your heart flutter, before nudging you a second time, to open the present on your lap.

You gave in and continued to pull the wrapping paper off. A gasp left your lips at what was inside.

“Do you like it?”

“Of course! I love it!”

Tears welled in your eyes at the gift in your hands as Brian let out a sigh of relief, neither of you knew he was holding.

“I’m glad.”

“Thank you.” You turned to face him, the tears now escaping down your cheeks as you kissed his lips tenderly, not letting go of the photo frame.

It was a simple wooden frame, but what had made you so emotional was the engraving on the edge “First Family Photo”.

The morning went by in a blur, Brian continued to prepare the meal for the two of you and your guests, and your stomach pains came and went regularly. You didn’t want to ruin all of the hard work he had put into Christmas day, so you didn’t utter a word.

“So Jae and Becky are on their way and will be here within twenty minutes. Do you think I’ve done enough?”

Brian asked you, drying his hands off with the tea towel before turning around.

But you weren’t there.

“Babe, where are you?” He was sure you were there only a moment ago.

He left the kitchen to find you hunched over the back of the couch, rushing to your side immediately at your discomfort.

“What is it? Is it the baby?”

Panic had started to take hold.

You nodded your head aggressively, still hunched over the back of the couch as you breathed through what you realized now was a contraction.

“My waters broke,” you breathed through another contraction “And I don’t think he’s going to wait any longer.”

“Okay. Okay, let’s not panic. Just remember your breathing Babe,” he placed his hand on your lower back, rubbing it soothingly and he continued to breathe with you “hee-hoo, hee-hoo.”

You knew Brian was only trying to help, but at this very moment you could kill him.

“Brian Kang, if you so much as breathe that way one more time, by god you won’t be around to enjoy another Christmas.”

He stilled instantly.

“I’m sorry, please just get me to the hospital. Now.”

“Yep, okay. Hospital. Got it.”

Brian nodded, instantly going into the hospital plan you had both agreed upon. Grabbing your bag and then guiding you out of the house into the car, you made your way to the hospital to meet your son.

A few hours later and you had all but forgotten the pain and panic of the labor as you both looked towards your son. He was so tiny in your arms, his hat covering his face almost completely as he slept soundly wrapped up in a blanket.

“He’s perfect.” You gushed, your fingertip gently running along his cheek.

“And you’re amazing.”

Brian kissed your lips tenderly, all the amazement and wonder seeping through to you in that very touch.

“I’m sorry your Christmas Day didn’t turn out how you had planned.”

“Don’t apologize. This is much better than I could have imagined Y/N. our son is here.”

“Mm,” you hummed before continuing “But what about all the food you cooked? It’s all gone to waste!”

“Shh. There’s no need to worry.”

Brian soothed you, squeezing onto the bed alongside you as he pulled out his phone and made a video call. Within a minute, familiar faces greeted you.

“Congratulations!” “Merry Christmas!” “Let me see him!”

All echoed through the hospital room as Jae, Becky and Wonpil greeted you from the screen. Jae’s through a mouthful of roast turkey. Becky nudged him, making him choke slightly as he spoke with a mouth full of food.

“At least it’s not going to waste. You really have thought of everything!”

“Well I wanted to make it a Christmas to remember, and now it most definitely is.”

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