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xotaemintol · 2 months

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5HINee MOST LIKELY TO (NSFW)

Writers block is beating my ass rn, I have requests that I can't finish and prompts I want to do but can't, so till it passes l'II at least post things like this to stay active.

PRONOUNS USED: None//fem implied

TWS: Sub!idol, Dom!idol, sub!reader, dom!reader,overstimulation, pet play, oral (m/f receiving), pegging, daddy/mommy kink, bondage, S&M, cuckhold, and dirty talk.

MINHO 9.8/10

Despite being the jealous type he enjoys watching, he mostly likes watching you getting eaten out rather than you fucking someone else, something about seeing one of the members head between your thighs and your eyes rolling back always makes him so excited.

He first tried this with Kibum, you were tied up to the bed frame and blindfolded, your legs were wide opened and you were completely exposed to the two men as you wiggled around and waited for their next move. You weren't expecting to feel a mouth against you and you especially weren't expecting for it to be Kibums, but you weren't against it. The messy sounds of Kibum eating you out made Minho feel so turned on, the way your body spasmed and how your legs trembled made Minho wonder how long you wanted to do something like this, your begging and whining making his breathing heavier and his body hotter.

"…Oh god!" You had screamed so loudly, struggling against the restrictions of the handcuffs that dug into your wrists as you tried to escape the pleasures of Kibums tongue. You could feel Minho's eyes on you as Kibum ate you out, the feeling made you feel so dirty but so pleased. "Does it feel good baby? Is he pleasing you?" You nodded at Minho's question, desperately wanting to look at him as you answered.

TAEMIN 8.3/10

While he usually portrays a more possessive and jealous persona, Taemin loves it when you punish him by doing something like this, he's a slut for all things lustful in life and the filthier the better. He's full game to watch you get on your knees and let one of his members fuck your face, and matter of fact, he likes it even more when you tell him to touch himself while he watches.

It first started with Jonghyun, Taemin had been a brat for days now and you kept letting him get away with it but you were fed up and decided that you'd need to show him that if he didn't behave then he wouldn't get his way. You had pulled Jonghyun's hand leading him into your bedroom with Taemin sitting on the bed, telling him to sit there and look pretty as Taemin sat anxiously biting his lip as he watched. The way your hips looked as you rolled them against Jonghyun made the slight erection in his pants grow faster than what he'd like to admit, he watched with heavy eyes as you slowly undressed him and kissed all over his neck and shoulders, pressing your butt against his crotch and glancing back at him with sharp eyes. Taemins whole body felt hot and when Jonghyun started to touch you too, he was dying to join, but the moment he stood up you told him to sit back down and watch, so he did.

The way you slowly got on your knees and removed the last of Jonghyun's clothes made Taemin's hands sweat, even seeing your pretty lips wrap around the head of his dick made him whimper as if he could feel it himself. And the way Jonghyun grabbed your hair and began guiding your head left him shamelessly touching himself as he waited for his turn.

JONGHYUN 7.1/10

He was a little more hesitant but when he thought more about it he decided to give it a try and now, he doesn't mind seeing you being kissed or groped by someone else, especially when it's one of the members.

The first time he tried it was with Taemin, the three of you were sat on his couch and Taemin's hand was in your shirt as he kissed you. But Jonghyun didn't just sit and watch, he'd rather play too, so as Taemin's tongue went inside of your mouth he kissed the side of your neck, the way you moaned into Tamins mouth and put your hand in his hair made him bite his lip. He stopped for a moment to watch a little more, encouraging Taemin not to hold back as you lean in closer. The moment Taemin stopped holding back you were sitting on his lap, his hands all over your body as he kissed you till your lips were sore and your underwear was soaked, for a moment Jonghyun thought about letting you have them both, the way you gripped Taemin's shoulders told him how much you were enjoying yourself and as he was opening up to the idea.

When you had both slipped off your pants Jonghyun positioned you so that Taemin was behind you and that you were on top of him, the three of you playfully grinding against each other as Taemin kissed the back of your neck, the tension was getting heavier and it was becoming clearer that the night would end with both of them inside of you.

KIBUM 7/10

I know I'm rating him lower, but I think he's just as into it as Jonghyun actually. He enjoys when you tie him up to a chair and force him to watch you ride one of them, he didn't expect to enjoy it at first but being completely stripped naked and forced to watch makes him so painfully horny.

Jinki was happy to fill the spot of a third, you had come to him about it with Kibum and you were originally asking for advice on if it was a good idea or not, neither of you expected for him to volunteer to try it with you but you were both happy to accept. So you led both the men to your bedroom and with the help of Jinki, after stripping Kibum down you tied him to the bed and kissed him. For a while you and Jink were only playfully touching, slowly building up before you got on your knees and started to suck his dick, reacting right away Jink threw his head back and cursed softly, his eyes closed as he put his hand in your head and forced your head down. Kibum watched with his cock twitching between his thighs, biting his lip so hard that it was turning red, he wanted to touch you so bad and the sound of Jinki's voice as he praised you made that desire worse. It didn't take too long for him to be squirming against the restraints, the way you looked at him and degraded him made him whine.

"Please.." As Kibum watched Jinki bend you over on the bed beside him his desperation became too much, his needy expression was so pretty and as Jinki pressed himself against you with his hands holding your hips in place you giggled, reaching and touching Kibums thigh gently. you had decided that this was enough torture for now.

JINKI 5.1/10

If it pleases you then he'll allow it, but he'll only allow so much, surprisingly he's a lot more possessive than he looks, rather, he just doesn't like the idea of sharing as much, but if it's what you really want then he'll do it.

He had let you pick and your choice was Minho, he expected it and didn't ask why, he just agreed. His eyes watched carefully, he sat back with his legs spread. He was still fully dressed as the two of you hungrily kissed, he paid close attention to the way your hands explored Minho's body and nodded his head every time you looked at him for approval when you wanted to explore more. When Minho had led you to get on your knees you looked back at your husband, biting your lip as you pleaded with your eyes for a yes, of course, he let you, telling you that you didn't have to ask if it was what you wanted and telling you to make sure you did a good job for him.The way he spoke to you made sucking Minho's dick so much more exciting, you could feel him watching you as you slowly licked up the shaft of his cock and put your hands on his muscular thighs, the feeling made you unbelievably wet, and as you felt yourself becoming more excited you stopped and asked him for permission.

"I've let you do enough haven't I?" But he didn't let you suffer for long, instructing you to get on the bed he gets behind you as Minho gets in front of you. The feeling of Jinki fucking you as Minho pulled your hair and fucked your face made your whole body tremble."This was what you wanted?" As Jinki leaned down to your ear your walls throbbed around him, clamping onto him tightly as your moans are muffled by Minho's cock. "Do you like being fucked like a dirty slut baby? Does my pretty girl like being fucked from both ends like this?"

Most likely to be Whiny During Sex

TAEMIN 20/10

Pegging

It doesn't matter what role he's playing, a sub, bratty sub, power sub, soft dom, service dom, whatever the role he plays he's always so whiny during sex. Even when he doesn't start off that way, he always becomes so broken when you fuck him, especially if you overstimulate him, ruin his orgasms, or peg him. He'll get so whiny and it always sounds so pretty.

Taemin gasped, biting his kiss bruised lip as the head of your strap on brushed against his prostate, his sensitive cock already throbbing and leaking shiny ropes of precum as his back arched. "So pretty. You teased, your hands caressed his hips before you slowly ran your fingers through his hair and pulled harshly, a loud moan left his pillowy lips and he called out your name, his voice cracking as you started to fuck him faster. "s-so...so good.." You could hear him starting to break, the way his voice faded as you let go of his hair told you that he was enjoying himself. "Is it that good baby?" You asked, pushing his head down into the pillows you pressed your body against his firmly, angling your hips against him as you pushed him forward.

The slight change in position made his head spin, it felt like he was going to melt and when you reached down between his legs and started stroking his cock at the same pace he had lost it. Moaning loudly as he pushed back into you and whimpering as he became sensitive.

KIBUM 10/10

• Oral

Kibum is vocal no matter what he's doing. Dom or sub Kibum is going to let you know how he feels, what he likes, where he likes it, and how good it is.But he only gets whiny when he's subbing, especially when you're giving him head. Even when hes trying not to, he can't help but break every time he feels your mouth wrapped around his cock.

"Baby.. Kibums low voice trembled and his body quivered as he looked down at you, the feeling of your tongue teasing his cock made his head feel empty. "Don't tease me all night, l've been a good boy for you haven't I?" As you look up at him he trembles and grips the pillow behind his head tighter, he can't tell what you'll do next—the desire to feel your tongue against the head of his cock again clouds his brain so much that he couldn't guess if you wanted him to. "If you're such a good boy, why are you being so impatient?" As your hand slides up his thigh he whimpers and closes his eyes, it pains him to beg like this but he can't help it. "P-Please ma'am, please don't- a…..ah..” Finally when he feels your soft lips wrap around the head of his cock he's silenced by his pleasure.

As you slowly take him deeper he moans louder, his head leaned back against the pillows as he struggles not to move his hips. Every desperate cry that leaves his pretty lips pushes you to please him further, and the deeper you take him the louder he becomes. "God…..oh God!" He cries out, "Y/N! You...please... fuck, please let me cum in your mouth, please?" Kibum looks down at you, his eyes wet with desire and lust as he pleads with you. But he's given no response—not that he could complain with your tongue ruthlessly sliding across the slit of his pretty cock. His hips shuddered as he looked away and his toes curled, he could only manage gentle, raspy cries of your name that were too pretty to be ignored.

JONGHYUN 10/10

•grinding/foreplay

Jonghyun is very vocal in bed no matter what since he's usually praising you or guiding you, he often talks you through orgasms so it's not new for him to be vocal. But whiny…..Jonghyun only gets whiny when he's been waiting all day. When he hasn't seen you in about two days and only got a few kisses before leaving, that's when he becomes a mess. During foreplay he won't be able to keep himself from huffing and moaning, just kissing you has him losing his mind and when he starts grinding against you he can't help but become desperate.

The room felt hot, the air was thick and the lights were still on. Jonghyun hadn't even stopped to close the door, he needed to get his hands on you as soon as possible and he wasn't going to waste another second trying to set the mood. The mood was set the moment you told him how badly you wanted him, you should've expected your clothes to be on the floor the moment he got in. The way his hands restlessly touched you and stripped your clothes away told you how tonight would go, those two days away from you was enough to make him feel unbearably impatient.

"Did you miss me baby?" He asked in a shaky voice, his hips moved slowly against you. Your legs spread and pushed back as his cock slowly dragged up and down between vour lips, every time the head of his length bumped your clit you shivered. It felt so heavy, precum leaks from him and your love wets him even more. "Mhm…so...much." Your breathing became heavier, you were becoming so desperate for him and he felt the same about you. His quiet moans were becoming shaky and with every thrust he became slightly louder, going faster as he looked down between your body's to watch. "So...hmmm…..so pretty, you're so pretty..." As he continued to speak his voice cracks, he wanted to be inside of you so badly but knew that a little anticipation would make sliding into you feel heavenly. "F…Fuck..”

MINHO 9/10

During sex/penetration

When Minho gets really riled up, when he's so impatient, when he's been waiting for hours to feel you—that’s when he gets whiny. He's always vocal, usually it’s because he leads 80% of the time, but also because he knows you like it. Whatever it takes to get you off he'll do, but luckily; being vocal in bed comes naturally for him. But he's the most vocal when he's inside of you, especially when he's been waiting for hours to fuck you. He's not afraid to admit that he enjoys when you make him wait, something about the way you respond to him being brought to his knees and desperately pleading with you turns him on so much.

As he slid inside of you he shuddered, his bottom lip quivered from the feeling of you—your walls felt so hot, so wet and tight that he could cry. The soft pulsing of your warmth was so intense and his cock felt so sensitive, he thought he'd burst before getting all the way inside of you and the look of pure bliss in your face as every inch of him slowly disappeared inside of you made him tremble. His breathing became just as shaky as his body as he finally bottoms out inside of you—he could feel your excitement pooling and dripping as he paused to breathe. But even stopping for a second couldn't save him.

As you looked up at him with lustful eyes and a needy expression he softly cursed and waited for your next command. "Ming..baby, fuck me," You said breathlessly, "Fuck me baby, fuck me." Your desperate orders made him whimper as he nodded his empty, and his eyebrows knotted together as he began to slowly withdraw his cock from you, watching every inch come out as he bit his lip and gripped the pillow underneath your hips. "..F...Fuck..” His soft whimper made you throb, his voice cracked just a little as he paused and looked back at you. "You..You're so pretty Y/N, fuck you're so pretty…so fucking pretty." Finally he begins to move again, his slow thrusts turn into lust filled rutting as he whimpers and moans in your ear; chanting over and over again that you're so fucking pretty.

JINKI 7/10

Mutual/simultaneous masturbating

Jinki isn't as vocal as the others but that doesn't mean he's silent, he likes using his voice to guide you or to tell you when you're doing a good job but you had proposed the idea of mutual masturbation and he couldn't really tell where to use his voice during this type of play. Of course, he knew he could easily praise you and tell you what to do but he's well aware that you know what you're doing—but his concern was easily put to rest when you suggested that he just go with the flow. And when he did he seemed to be just as vocal as he is when he's fucking you, maybe watching you touch yourself to the sight of him was what turned him on so much; or maybe it was you watching him get off to you.

As you rubbed quick circles against your clit Jinki watched with his lip trapped between his teeth, you looks so sexy like this. The sight of your hand between your thighs and your pretty pussy dripping as you watched him made him feel so feral—he did his best to match his pace with yours, but when you slid your fingers down to your entrance he couldn't help himself anymore. As he began fucking his fist Jinki watched you with hungry eyes, the way your hands explored every inch of your body; and the way your body shivered when you caressed yourself made him weak in the knees. He wanted you so bad.

Without thinking about it Jinki stood up as he decided that watching wasn't enough for him. He had to get you off and be inside of you; but you stopped him before he could reach you and said; “What are you doing baby? You're supposed to be watching...” A soft whine left his lips as you grinned and motioned for him to sit down in front of you, with your legs wide you pointed to the floor in front of you and bit your lip. "Or do you want a closer look?" Feeling impatient but willing, Jinki sat down in front of you. You were both breathing so heavily and so horny that you could explode. But that feeling only got stronger when Jink grabbed your leg and pressed his face against it, slowly stroking himself as he looked up at you with needy eyes. "You don't know how bad...oh my God..." As he inhaled the smell of you he leaned his head back and let out a mixture between a soft moan and a whimper. "..I can't, I need to fuck you baby, will you let me?" As he looked up at you he began to beg.

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mymoodwriting · 7 months

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2.1k, yandere, car accident, amnesia, stalking, drugs, kidnapping, restraints, chains (@starillusion13)

“I know this place…”

Minho wandered the streets every night, finding himself following the same path over and over again. He’d always wind up at this bar, stumbling in, drunk on memories and pain. He was haunted by the past, by his lover. This was a place they’d frequent together, and he’d always come here looking for them. He’d confuse the girls around for his lover, and that would always get him into trouble. Every night he’d be dragged out and beaten, but that never discouraged him from going back there and looking for the one he loved.

Every day he lived in a nightmare. He lost his lover in a car accident, but he’s still looking for them. This night was like no other. Minho was making his way over to the bar when something caught his eyes. There was a girl looking around the area, she seemed a bit lost, but in his mind that was her, the one he had lost. Without a second thought he ran over and hugged the girl, holding her tight, afraid to let go. Of course she squirmed beneath him until she got free. Now that he was close Minho would realize this wasn’t who he was looking for, but he was caught off guard seeing the girl’s face. She looked just like his lost love.

“I… I’m sorry…”

“Do I know you?” The girl asked. “I-”

“No. I just thought you looked like someone I knew.”

“Oh… sorry…”

“I’m sorry… I’ll be leaving now…”

Minho offered a quick smile and stepped away. He knew he was chasing a ghost, but those little moments when he thought he saw them again, they could spark such peace in his heart. That simple hug, thinking it was someone, it eased his worries, even if only for a second. As he walked away he could still feel the warmth of the embrace, deluding himself into believe it was-

“Y/n!”

Minho stopped dead in his tracks, feeling his heart sink. Hearing your name brought so much to the surface that it overwhelmed him. Tears built up in his eyes, and a tightening was felt in his chest. He looked back at the doppelganger, only to see another familiar face by their side. A friend of their deceased beloved. Without realizing Minho was already walking back over, confronting the pair.

“Alya.”

“Uh…”

The strange gentlemen that had hugged you moments before came back, and was speaking to your friend. The fact he knew their name, you figured they were acquainted somehow, but Alya didn’t seem happy to see him.

“You called her y/n, why?”

“Who… who are you again?”

The stranger suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled up the sleeve, revealing a scar you had. He traced his fingers over it for a moment before you managed to free yourself from his grip, rolling down your sleeve.

“It’s you… you’re y/n…”

“Do… do I know you?” You mumbled. “I… I was in a car accident recently… it caused amnesia and-”

“That’s enough.” Alya covered your mouth. “We should be going, it is late.”

Alya kept your mouth covered, offering the stranger a fake smile and trying to move away, but he grabbed her arm.

“Why didn’t you tell me she was alive!” Minho yelled. “All this time…”

“How dare you!” Alya snapped. “You’re the reason there was an accident in the first place! I may not have all the details, but you and y/n were fighting that night and she left you! She was driving under duress and called me, trying to explain things when I heard the crash…”

“You-”

“Don’t put this on me, Minho! You didn’t reach out either. You were there that night, you saw her laying on the ground and bleeding, yet you walked away, believing her to be dead. She’s better off without you.”

Alya tried to walk away again with you, but Minho wasn’t going to let you leave that easily. Although soon enough a group of men saw the scene and intervened, pulling Minho away from you both. They threw him to the ground and started kicking him. You wanted to stop them but Alya held you back and pulled you away from the scene. All you could do was watch and hear how the men had repeatedly told Minho not to come around here and harass girls. When you got to Alya’s car you couldn’t help but ask.

“Who was he? Minho? Is he an ex of mine?”

“The worst of it. Don’t worry about him, he was awful, and you don’t owe him anything.”

“But-”

“Y/n, he nearly got you killed. It’s better you don’t remember him.”

A lot had changed for you in what felt like an instant. So much of your life was just gone, but you knew that couldn’t hold you back. This place felt like a ghost town. Everywhere you went, everywhere you looked, you felt some faded connection. The doctor had told you that your head trauma from the crash caused your amnesia, and that it was unlikely for you to recover your memories. With all that in mind you figured it was best to move somewhere else, to start over and build your life.

You still planned to keep in touch with Alya. She was there for you when you woke up, and stayed by your side throughout all your recovery. She admitted that she’d miss having you so close, but she understood your need to find yourself. You still wondered about that ex you ran into, but you knew you couldn’t dwell on the past if you wanted to move forward. You were starting a new chapter in your life after all.

🖤

Minho was still stuck in a routine, but things had changed. He was no longer searching for the ghost of you, but for the one he had lost. After that night he was just focused on finding where you had disappeared to. His best bet was to wait by your friend’s house, surely you would show up, and from there he could find out where you were. It took him days of waiting before he got to see you again. He had to hold himself back from running over to you and embracing you in a hug. Now was not the time.

When you went into your friend’s house he snuck over to your car, placing a tracker on it and going back to wait. Once you came out of the house he had to hold himself back again. As you pulled off into the street he carefully followed you, discovering where you were now. He could see that you moved out of town to a neighboring one. You lived in a small apartment building, and it put his mind at ease knowing where you were now. So he’d spend the days watching you, seeing how you went about your life. You seemed happy, and seeing you smile again made him remember the past.

He thought back to all the time the two of you spent together. Your death made him feel an indescribable guilt, but this was a second chance. Not just for him to make things right, but another chance for the both of you. After some time of watching you, he decided to approach. You’d go to the farmers market about once a week, and that’s where he’d run into you. He was nervous, but he knew he just had to be himself. Although he did have to encourage himself multiple times to say something or else lose out on speaking with you.

“…ha… hi…”

“Hm? Oh, hello there.”

“I… uh… I’m-”

“Minho?”

“Yes. My name is Minho.”

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m y/n.”

“I know- I mean, it’s nice to meet you.” Minho offered his hand, which you took. “How… uh… how have you been?”

“I’m doing alright. Still adjusting, but the hard part of my journey seems to be over.”

“I’m glad you made a full recovery.”

“Thank you.”

“Could I… uh… would you like some coffee?”

“I’m good, thank you.”

“Of course.”

Minho had no problem following you around the market, helping you with your bags and picking out fruits and vegetables. It was nice to be together, it felt like old times, like nothing had changed.

“How have you been?” You asked.

“Me? Uh… I’ve been doing okay, doing my best.”

“You should take better care of yourself too.”

“What?”

“Your face.”

“Ah, I’m alright, no need to worry.”

Minho helped you get your bags to your apartment. He only got a small peek into your apartment though.

“Get home safe.”

“Ah, thank you.”

He was sad that you didn’t invite him in, but he could also understand that. Still, he wasn’t gonna just let you go, so he’d watch you from afar. It wasn’t until some days later that he approached you again. He offered you some flowers, your favorites, and you took them with a smile on your face.

“Thank you, they’re lovely.”

“I thought I’d come around to see how you were doing.”

“I appreciate it. I’m doing alright, and you?”

“Better.”

“I can see. Your face doesn’t look so bad anymore.”

“Yeah… I was wondering if I could treat you to a meal.”

“Uh, thank you, but I’m not looking for a relationship right now.” You explained. “I’m trying to move forward with my life and make my own path. You’re someone from my past, and also the reason my present is this way. I don’t know what happened, but the old me left you, and now we’re here. I’m sorry, but I’d appreciate it if you stopped coming around. I don’t have a connection with you anymore.”

“But I-”

“It’s weird having you here since I know no one told you where I was. I won’t call the police, but all I ask is that you leave. Please.”

“I… uh… I understand… sorry…”

🖤

Minho stared down at his wedding ring, remembering that fateful night. He could still hear the yelling in his head, but it was all muffled. That was the night he had proposed, but you didn’t seem ready for that step. You ran away and he could only think to chase you down. He thought he could talk to you, and instead he witnessed the crash, getting into an accident himself. He thought it was all over like a fool, but he had a second chance now, and he wasn’t going to ruin it. Although he had to take matters into his own hands.

He kept his distance as you had asked, watching you from afar and seeing how you lived your life. Just as he had his routine, you seemed to have yours. A way to keep you grounded and moving forward. Once he had a good idea when to make his move he stepped into action. While you were away he broke into your apartment. It was pretty empty as he had expected, you didn’t have much to start over with. Now all he had to do was wait for you. In theory you shouldn’t be gone for long, but any minute apart from you felt like an eternity.

Eventually when he heard you returning he hid, watching you in silence. You put down your grocery bags, starting to take everything out when you heard the floor creak. You looked around, but there was no one. It was probably just the apartment, so you paid it no mind. Then you suddenly felt a hand around your throat, and a rag was over your mouth. You breathed in a strange scent and started feeling dizzy. The edges of your vision were turning black and you felt your strength leaving you. Fear was eating you up, and it consumed you just as the darkness did.

When you regained consciousness your head was still spinning, but you were also worried. Nothing around you looked familiar, and this place was really dark. As you tried to get up you felt something cold against your leg, reaching over and finding a chain. You were really starting to worry, and then you heard a door open. You moved away from the sound, finding your back against a wall and pulling your knees up to your chest. Then you saw a hauntingly familiar face approach you.

“Please… please let me go… I won’t tell anyone…”

“I’m sorry. I know you said you wanted nothing to do with me anymore, but I can’t give up on this so easily. I know you can remember again, or we can just start over and do things right. Either way, I am not losing you again.”

“…”

“I didn’t like how I felt without you. It’s not right. I’m always going to chase you, so let’s try this again.”

#shinee #minho #choi minho #shinee au #shinee scenarios #shinee imagines #shinee yandere #lee taemin #lee jinki #kim kibum #kim jonghyun

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yootaesowlwrites · 7 months

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Sit On My Face - Key / Kim Kibum

W/C: 3.8K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Sit on my face.” + “I want you to leave marks.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, nipple play, nipple stimulation, cum tasting, face sitting, clit stimulation, oral(female & male receiving), bruising, mention of bruising, biting, blowjob, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), humour, aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You step out of the bathroom completely naked after your shower and pause when you spot your boyfriend, Kibum, laying on the bed, most likely waking for you to finish before he would go. He looks up and smiles at you before sitting upright, his eyes slowly move from your head to your chest to your hips, pausing for a moment at your mound, before going lower.

“Liking the view?” You ask before stepping towards your dresser. You hear movement from the bed before hearing footsteps approach you as you opened one of the drawers. You pull out a pair of panties before you feel his warmth against your back and his lips on the back of your neck, his arms wrap around you and you pause your movement.

“I have something to ask of you,” He says. You lift your gaze from the drawer and look into the mirror above the dresser and look straight at him, you saw something in his eyes, but you couldn’t quite place what it was. “Sit on my face,” You instantly drop your panties back into the drawer and your eyes widen at his blunt request.

“What?” You say without processing the words. “I mean, are you sure you want that?” He pulls you away from the dresser and turns you to face him, his hand cups up to cup your jaw and his fingers press into your cheeks.

“I want that, I want you to sit on my face,” He says confidently. “Are you up for that?” You now recognised what was swirling in his eyes, it was lust, want and need. “It’s something I want to try, but if you don’t want to, we don’t have to you,” You place your hand in the centre of his chest and begin walking him backwards towards the bed.

“If you want it, then I don’t mind doing it,” You say. “Only if you’re absolutely sure that it is what you want,” The back of his legs hit the bed, and he immediately sits down, pulling his hand away from your jaw and releasing your face completely.

“I’m absolutely sure, one hundred and ten percent sure,” He says. You lick your lips as you feel your insides knotting together and a warmth pooling between your folds. He places his hands on your hips and slowly slides them upwards until his thumbs reach the underside of your breasts, and he presses them into it.

“I just showered,” You say. “So, you’re going to need to work to get me wet first, and then afterwards, we’re taking a relaxing bath together, got it?” He nods, focusing on your chest and only half hearing you. “I want you to fuck me afterwards also, before the bath,” His eyes move to meet yours.

“That’s a given,” He says. He leans closer and presses his lips against the centre of your stomach, while he slides his thumbs over the curve of your breasts before they reach your nipples and slowly slide over the buds. “Unless you wanna suck me off and make me cum,” You feel another twist inside your stomach at his words.

“Maybe I can do that too,” You say. “And then you can be inside me,” You feel him leave a kiss against your stomach before he kisses his way upwards towards your breasts. You move your hand away from the centre of his chest and move it to the back of his head and curl your fingers into his hair.

“That sounds like a plan,” He mutters against the curve of your breast before he flattens his tongue against your skin and licks a stripe towards your nipple, you feel a swirl inside your abdomen as you feel the warm wetness of his tongue against your skin, he moves his thumb away as he gets closer to the bud.

“Ohh,” You sigh as you feel the rough texture of his tongue sliding over your nipple, causing it to start hardening, he repeats the movement again, and you feel your skin slowly growing warmer as the room temperature begins rising as well. “Kibum…” His thumb rubs over your other nipple, and you could feel the bud heating up from the attention it was getting. Your fingers gently massage into his scalp as you feel his tongue roll over your nipple again and again. “Kibum…” His index finger slides along the side of your nipple before you feel him take it between the pads of his fingers and roll the hardened bud between them. “Ohh, hmm.”

“Sounds like it feels good,” He mutters and glances up at your face. He could see your lips were slightly parted, and your lids were slowly opening and closing from the feeling that was coursing through you. “Does it feel good?” You could feel his hot breath blowing against your nipple as he spoke.

“Hmm, it feels nice,” You mumble. He slides his tongue over your nipple before his lips close around the bud, and you feel him gently sucking on it. “Hmm, that too,” His nose presses against the curve of your breast, and you feel his hot breath against your skin and hear him breathe loudly against it. He rolls your nipple between his fingers before gently tugging on it, making it feel like he was tugging on something inside your abdomen as a shockwave goes down to your pussy. “Hmm, Kibum…”

“Hmm,” He hums against your nipple, the vibrations instantly causing you to feel wetness building between your folds, at this rate, it wouldn’t be long before you would be sitting on top of his face. “Hmm-mmh,” You tilt your head backwards as you take in a deep breath through your mouth, you could feel a knot slowly building inside you as your high building.

“Kibum, hmm, it’s so good…” You mutter. You could feel some of his saliva rolling down the underside of your breast before it begins to cool down from the air blowing against it. His other hand slides down your side, and you feel him leave a burning trail behind on your skin as he reaches the crease of your hip, you feel his fingers slide over it before his hand cups your mound. “Kibum… Kibum,” You couldn’t help but moan his name. His fingers slide along your folds before you feel him press down against them, you feel your juices moving between your folds before your folds were pulled apart, and you heard a faint squelching sound. “Fuck, Kibum…” His fingers slide along your outer folds before they slowly move to the inside of them.

“Kibuuumm,” You whine as you feel his fingers move along your folds, gathering your juices onto his fingers and making your skin heat up even more. “Fuck, I think I’m ready for your mouth,” He tugs on your nipple with his lips before releasing it with a loud popping sound, which makes you gasp at the sensation that went through you. He releases your nipple and pulls his hand away from your pussy and brings his fingers to his lips, you watch as he pushes his fingers into his mouth and slowly sucks them off. “Let’s just… get rid of your shirt as well,” You release his hair and move your hands to the hem of his shirt and pull it upwards.

“You taste good,” He says once he had pulled his fingers from his mouth. He lifts his arms, and you pull his shirt over them and tosses it aside. “I can’t wait to taste more,” You feel your pussy twitch at his words, knowing you were about to be on top of him, on top of his face to be more specific.

“Move higher,” You say. You watch as he moves himself to the middle of the bed before you climb onto it, you crawl towards his chest before moving one of your legs over him and move yourself to hover above his face, his arms wrap around your thighs, and you feel him grip your inner thighs and begin pulling you down onto him. “Hold on, hold on,” He pauses, and you look down at him, the top of his head and his eyes and half his nose were peaking out from below you. “I want you to leave marks,” His grip on your inner thighs tightens before you feel him forcefully pull you down onto his face. “Fuck,” You didn’t expect him to pull you onto him like that, but fuck, it was so hot also.

“Kibum, oh, my fuck,” You moan as you feel his tongue press against your pussy and lick a slow stripe up towards your clit. “Ohh, my fucking…” You reach down with one hand and grip the top of his head, gripping his hair tightly, while your other hand moves to grip onto the headboard and hold onto it. “Kiibbbuummm,” You feel his nose brush along your folds as his tongue moves high, and his chin presses against your folds once his tongue reaches your clit. “Ohh, my fucking, Kibum, shit,” His hands grip tighter onto your thighs, and you swear you could feel the bruises forming on your skin.

“Fuck, Kibum, oh, my fucking…” You moan as his mouth wraps around the bundle of nerves, and you feel him softly sucking on it. “Shit, Kibum, oh, shit, shit,” You feel goosebumps forming on your skin and a tingling going up your spine causing you to shiver. “Fuck, ohh, my fucking, Kiiiibbuumm,” You grip tighter on the headboard, and you feel your muscles starting to tense up as your mind begins to feel light. “Shit, that feels so good, fuck,” His nose was pressed against your mound, and you felt his hot breath against it. “OH! Oh,” Your grip on his hair tightens, and you feel sweat breaking out on your skin. He releases your clit, and you feel his nose brush against your pussy as he moves his head slightly.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” He mutters against your pussy, making you squeeze your thighs around his head as you feel the vibrations going through your pussy and straight to the knot building inside you. “Fuck…” He pushes his tongue against your clit, and you feel your back arch at the sudden contact of his warm tongue against your sopping hole.

“Shit, Kibum!” You gasp and feel him pushing his tongue inside you. “Oh, my fucking…” You tilt your head backwards and take in a few deep breaths, the room felt extremely hot, and your mind was spinning from the blissful feeling that was coursing through your body. His nose was rubbing against your clit as he had his tongue inside you, curling and lapping at your arousal and swallowing it. “Oh, my fucking fuck,” You squeeze your eyes shut at the sensation that goes up your spine and down your legs, which causes your toes to curl. “I’m gonna…” You feel his tongue flatten against your slit and lick a thick, long and slow stripe towards your clit, your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your lids, and you see stars starting to appear behind your lids.

“Kiiiibbbuuuummm!” You whine and roll your hips over his face. His grip on your thighs tightens, and you feel him pull away from your pussy. “No, no, fuck, Kibum!” He turns his head, and you feel him suddenly bite down on your inner thigh, making your walls clench. “FUCK!” He turns his head back to your pussy, and you feel his tongue slide over your folds before he takes one of your lips between his teeth and tug on it. You could feel your world spinning, you didn’t think him biting your pussy lip would have this type of effect on you. “KIBUM!” He releases your fold, and you feel his lips touch your clit before you felt him blow cool air against the bundle of nerves, which causes you to squirm on top of him.

“Kiiibbuumm!” You cry out as you feel the knot of tension tightening inside you and getting close to exploding. His lips wrap around your clit without warning, and the sudden warmth around the bundle of nerves and the sudden sucking causes your muscles to tense and your grip tightens on the headboard and on his hair. He sucks harshly on the bud, and the stars behind your lids became more. “I’m gonna… fuck, I’m gonna…” You could feel a hot, tingling sensation slowly creeping up your legs, and you felt your mind slipping further and further. “Kibum, I’m gonna…” He softens the sucking motion on your clit, giving you a moment to breathe in deeply, only for him to tug on it with his lips and use the tip of his tongue to play with the bundle of nerves.

“FUCKING, SHIT, KIBUM!” You cry out as the tension inside you snaps and your high crashes into you. Your mind feels like it floats through the sky and your body feels light as the sudden tension was lifted. “KIIIBBUUMM!” Your hand felt sore as you gripped the headboard in such a tight hold, you hunch over when it feels like your stomach muscles force you to bend, and your walls clench around nothing as you come undone. “FUCK!” He releases your clit, and you feel his breathing moving along your pussy before you felt his tongue on your slit, lapping at your release. “SHIT!” Your body shakes with ecstasy and the stars behind your lids suddenly disappear, and it's like everything becomes a blank canvas in front of you.

Your heartbeat drums loudly in your ears and for a moment you swear you could hear your own blood pumping through your veins, it felt like time had slowed down for a moment as you went through your high. You roll your hips over his face to try and get more out of the feeling, only to feel his hands leave your inner thighs and move to your hips to grip onto them and keep you from moving. Everything suddenly rushes back to you as you feel your body calming down and your mind slowly coming down from the high it was experiencing.

“Kibum, Kibum, oh, my fuck, oh… fuck,” You blubber out. His grip on your hips didn’t ease, and you knew you would probably find bruising there later as well, just what you had asked from him, and the thought was making your insides churn in excitement. Drool was spilling from the corner of your mouth, and you could feel it rolling down your neck. “Kibum…” His grip slowly loosens from your hips, and he releases your clit, you begin to lift off him, only for him to lick a quick stripe over your pussy. “SHIT!” You release the tight grip on his hair and climb off his face, and sit down on the bed next to him, you open your eyes and gasp once you saw his nose, lips and chin coated with your juices.

“You taste divine,” He says and licks his lips. You swallow and move your eyes to his hips and saw a large tent in his sweats. You reach out and grip onto the waistband and he immediately lifts his hips.

“Let me get rid of this for you,” You say and pull it down his legs. You toss it onto the floor as your eyes stay fixated on his hardened cock, the tip looked red and arousal was oozing from the slit. “And then I can get on top of you again,” You wrap your hand around the base of his cock and lean over him. He watches you intently as you get closer to his cock, he brings his hand to his face and uses the back of his hand to wipe some of your cum from his face, obviously, he wasn’t going to get everything, but some of it stuck to the back of his hand.

“Fuck, ohh, yes,” He groans as your tongue makes contact with the head of his cock. You lick over the tip slowly, tasting the saltiness from his pre-cum as you do, you slide your tongue down the side of his cock before circling back and moving back to the tip. His breathing deepens as he feels your warm tongue gliding over his length. “Fuck, fuck, so good, oh…” He could feel his mind starting to spin as he feels your tongue gliding over him, targeting the slit on his cock. “Fuck, Y/n…” Without warning, you wrap your mouth around the head of his cock, which causes his back to arch at the sudden pleasure. You slowly take more of him inside your mouth, pausing when the head was completely engulfed by your mouth, and hallow your cheeks.

“Fuck, fuck, shit, shit, oh, fucking, Y/n,” He groans out and reaches down and grabs onto the back of your neck. “Fuck, no, no I need to be inside you when I cum,” He could feel a faint feeling of his balls starting to tighten with what you were doing. You slowly lift your head and slide him out of your mouth, you could hear him take in a few slow breaths as whimpers fall from his lips. “Fucking… you little tease,” You release his cock with a soft pop and turn your head to look at him with a smirk on your lips, and he slowly releases the back of your neck.

“I have to make sure you feel good, don’t I?” You ask before straddling him. You press your hands against his hips as you move your pussy to hover over his cock, you feel the tip of it brush against your clit before you move one of your hands between your legs and wrap it around his cock. “Maybe even have you see stars,” You guide him through your folds and towards your slit. “Like you made me see stars,” You push the head inside you and unwrap your hand from around him and move it to his chest. “Ohh, uhm, fuck…” You slowly sink onto his cock, feeling him stretch and fill you.

“Fuck, ohhuhh, hmm, fuck,” He groans as he feels your warm wet walls welcoming his hard cock inside you. “Fuck, so good,” The loud sucking sound of your wetness bounces off the walls and fills the room along with his low groans and grunts and your moans and breathy gasps. His hands move to your thighs and he pushes down on them, making you sink onto his faster.

“FUCK!” You gasp as your back arches at the sudden feeling of his cock filling and stretching you quickly. Your nails dig into his skin at the sudden pleasure that went through you. “Kibum!” His hands slide up your thighs before they settle on your hips and grip you firmly, and begin lifting you upwards, you feel his cock slipping out of you halfway before he lowers you onto his cock again. “Kiibbuumm,” You could feel your mind spinning already as you feel a knot building inside you. You roll your hips over his cock as you scratch at his chest and hip from the sensation going through your body.

“Fuck, ohh, so good, fuck yes,” He groans as he feels your walls pulsing around him every few times. “Y/n, fuck… you take it so good, fuck,” His breathing was only getting louder and you could hear a strain starting to form in his tone. “Fuuuuckk,” His eyes drop to watch your tits bounce each time you rolled your hips over him, before they drop to look where his cock was buried inside you. “Fuck, what a sight,” You look down and watch as his muscle begin to tense, the sight of his cock disappearing before reappearing, coated with your juices, was getting him closer to the edge.

“Kibum… fuck, it feels so good,” You moan. You could feel drool forming at your mouth once again, but you couldn’t help but drool at the sight of his muscles twitching and tensing as he was getting closer to the edge. “Fuck, I’m not gonna last long, Ki…” You could feel your legs starting to ache from the movement, but you were determined to see him come undone for you. “Fuck…” You could feel your juices splattering onto your own thighs as you move faster over his cock, he could feel your walls pulsing more rapidly around him.

“Fuck, I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum,” He manages to get out between pants. You could see his stomach muscles pulling and felt his thighs tense underneath you each time your ass touched them. “Fuck, fuck…” His grip on your hips tighten, and the feeling only caused your walls to clamp down around him. “FUCK, Y/N!” His eyes roll to the back of his head before his lids shut and moments later you feel hot ropes of cum as his release washes over him, you tilt your head backwards and shut your eyes as you feel a hot sensation go through your legs before a tingling sensation went up your spine and exploded inside your mind.

“KIBUM!” You cry out as the knot inside you comes undone, Your body feels light and your mind feels like it was thrown into the clouds, your heart loudly drums in your ears as you go through your high. “KIIBBUUMM!” Your body shakes on top of him and your nails dig into his skin, leaving red streak marks behind. “FUCK!” You could hear him cursing beneath you, but you were too lost in your own pleasure to pick up what he was saying. You feel his grip on you loosen as you were starting to come down from your high, your arms collapse beneath you and you fall onto his chest, his arms immediately wrap around you. “Fuck, fuck, Kibum, oh, my fucking…” Your skin felt sticky against his from the sweat.

“Ohh, fuck…” He groans out. You could hear his heart drumming inside his chest as your head laid on top of him, both of your breathing loudly as you tried to even it out and gather your thoughts. The air slowly begins to cool down and you feel it starting to nip at your soaked skin as you begin to cool down as well. “Fuck, I should have asked you to sit on my face years ago,” You chuckle and feel his cock slip out of you. “Rejecting my cock just like that now that we’re finished, huh?” That made you laugh more before you rolled off of him.

“You owe me a bath now, Mr Kim,” You say as you sit upwards. You feel your mixed releases spilling from you and begin to leak onto the bed, which quickly makes you get up, not in the mood to change the sheets for the evening. “I’ll go fill the tub, do you want some scent in it?” He sits upright and moves to the edge of the bed.

“You choose,” He says. You nod your head and he grabs onto your hand and pulls you towards him, he reaches up to cup your cheek and pulls you down to his level before pressing his lips against yours, gently kissing you.

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The Roommate (And How He Got In Jonghyun's Pants) - JongTae Oneshot

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Pairing: Jonghyun x Taemin

Genre: explicit, fluff, roommates AU

Word Count: 6.7k words

You can also find this story on: AO3

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Summary:

Jonghyun, who once didn't like his roommate, now likes him a lot. A whole lot.

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The Roommate (And How He Got In Jonghyun's Pants)

Jonghyun couldn’t afford the rent on his apartment anymore, which frustrated Jonghyun because it wasn’t what he planned on. He didn’t want to share his apartment; he picked that apartment, especially because he could afford the rent. However, his capitalist landlord struck him with the worst news a university student working one job could hear: his landlord wanted to increase his rent. This was typical of a landlord and it made Jonghyun resent them all; they were nothing but power hungry, money hungry bastards in his eyes. So he did what anyone would in that situation: he put up an advertisement for a roommate.

When Taemin and Jonghyun first met, Jonghyun didn’t believe that Taemin was old enough to be in university, let alone old enough to have a job to pay the rent. He nearly laughed at Taemin and walked out of the coffee shop. But unfortunately for him, Taemin was too cute to say no to. Also, he found out that Taemin was only a few years younger than him and he was an anthropology major. So they’ve been roommates for six months now and it's taken time for Jonghyun to get used to always having another person around because he loved solitude and found peace in it. Taemin never left the apartment, unless it was to go to university. But Taemin was also messy and it drove Jonghyun mad. Jonghyun was the type of person to clean up after himself; he’d do it right away. Taemin was the type of person who would wait for his mess to accumulate and then clean it up while making it look very painful, like he had never had to clean up after himself before. He was clumsy as well; Jonghyun didn't even know how many porcelains or glasses he’s had to help clean up and replace.

In retrospect, he should of prepared himself for little things like this. But he didn’t. At least Taemin’s mum always sends side dishes for them to share and she, although he wouldn’t say it out loud, made the most delicious side dishes, better than his own mum.

Taemin walked into the apartment after finishing his day at university in his—Jonghyun’s—black oversized sweater and joggers and greeted Jonghyun while he was cooking for them. Taemin placed his bag down on the kitchen table as he came up behind Jonghyun, looking over his shoulder and sniffing like a rabbit. “Smells good," he commented and Jonghyun laughed. Jonghyun had become used to Taemin and actually found him endearing in almost every way. His clumsiness that once irritated Jonghyun had now wormed its way into his heart and made Jonghyun want to help him, because now Jonghyun feels like he has to look after him, which he doesn’t mind at all. His mess now makes Jonghyun laugh and think about how fitting it is for Taemin, and his strange obsession with cereal, Jonghyun can deal with it all, he wants to deal with it all. Because it’s all Taemin.

“Yeah?” Jonghyun turns around and ruffles Taemin’s hair and Taemin leans into his touch like a kitten. “You hungry?” Taemin hums and closes his eyes, moving his head to let him scratch more at the base of his nape, making Jonghyun’s heart flutter. Jonghyun realised his feelings towards Taemin weren’t just platonic three months after he moved in and ever since he acknowledged them, they’ve grown and consumed him. He's gotten over his awkward part but sometimes he still doesn’t know how to act around the other. Because Taemin does and says a lot of strange things that he doesn’t know makes Jonghyun’s heart beat at a stupid rate. Which wasn’t what he wanted. When he first put up the advertisement for a roommate, before Taemin came into his life, Jonghyun was devoted to his studies and had no interest in relationships whatsoever. But Taemin was too hard not to like—so cute, so ditsy.

“How was Uni?” Jonghyun finds the words to make more conversation because he hasn’t heard Taemin’s voice all day and he misses it.

Taemin pulls away from Jonghyun’s touch and looks at him with wide eyes. “You know that second-year Kibum?” Taemin asks and yes, he does know Kibum; he’s younger than Jonghyun. While Jonghyun is in his last year of his bachelor's degree, Kibum is in his second and Taemin is in his first. Kibum is known by pretty much everyone in the university, or at least anyone with ears and eyes. Kibum is excessively loud in every way—his mouth, his fashion. But apart from all of that, he was the reason Jonghyun realised he was gay. He was the first man Jonghyun ever slept with, and now he’s worried about why Taemin has brought him up.

Cautiously, Jonghyun says, “Yeah, I know him.”

“He won’t stop bothering me! I don’t even know what he wants.” Taemin states candidly, not giving him time to adjust, the words making Jonghyun freeze on the spot. He tries to concentrate on something that isn’t bubbling up inside him, because he is not jealous.

“He probably just wants to talk,” Jonghyun says trying to sound as candid as Taemin just did. He isn’t lying, Kibum probably did just want to talk: whether it was the way Jonghyun wanted it to be or not.

Taemin shrugs and brushes the subject under the rug like he didn’t just make Jonghyun the most jealous person in the world and walks over to the fridge, pulls out a bottle of water, downing it and then, when Jonghyun can’t take his eyes off him, Taemin winks playfully, “Do I have time to have a quick shower and get changed?”

And Jonghyun’s heartbeat is driving him mad; he’s sure Taemin knows what he’s doing to his heart because how could he be that oblivious to his red face? “Yeah, sure, do that," he swallowed thickly, trying not to imagine Taemin in the shower. That's inappropriate. So is watching Taemin walk off and staring at his butt, Taemin doesn’t know any of it. He doesn’t know how Jonghyun’s heart craves him or how much he wants to be around him all the time. He doesn’t need to know either.

Jonghyun busies himself with thoughts like how he needs to buy more eggs and stuff like don’t burn the carbonara because that wouldn’t be good, and he doesn’t have any more money to buy takeout if he fails because he spent it all already on takeouts, restaurants, and rent plus utilities. It’s that time of month when they have to make do with what's in the fridge, and they should really get out of the habit of spending all their money on takeouts and then living on whatever they have left but they are students.

Taemin returns, hair wet, droplets of water down his neck, blue boxers, and a black hoodie. If Jonghyun thought his life couldn’t get any harder, he was wrong. He can’t just stare, but he wants to still look, so he makes the effort to start a conversation, “Nice shower?”

Taemin nods and walks to the cupboard, grabbing two glasses and getting a bottle of merlot out of the wine holder, filling the two glasses and bending down, sticking his butt out so he can be eye level with the glasses so he can make sure they are the same. And Jonghyun tries not to look at his butt. “We're in our ‘WEED era’,” Taemin says it out of nowhere and catches Jonghyun by surprise so he turns around and mixes the pasta—like he definitely was just not looking at the other's arse—releasing its doneness. He starts dishing it up into two blue bowls, which are the most recent addition to their collection. What is a ‘WEED era’ and is Taemin taking drugs? Should Jonghyun be concerned? “What's a ‘WEED era’? And how are you sure I want to be involved?” Jonghyun asks; he doesn’t actually care if Taemin includes him. He wants to be included in everything Taemin does, even if it’s as stupid as joining him in a ‘weed era’.

“Don’t lie, you want to join everything I’m doing." Taemin narrows his eyes, causing Jonghyun to gulp because, can Taemin read his mind? “It stands for ‘we enjoy every day’. I saw it on SNS but actually, it’s pretty cool. So I think I sound pretty cool if I say it. You should be happy I included you.” Taemin is such a nerd and Jonghyun loves it. He loves the way Taemin gets sassy and the way his nose scrunches. He loves the way Taemin puts him on a cliff and then pulls him off the edge but sometimes, just sometimes, he wishes Taemin would push him off the cliff.

Jonghyun didn’t need to think about that; he needed to think about a reply to Taemin. He needs to come up with the right thing to say, something witty or something that doesn’t sound strained, “You’re such a nerd.” And Taemin scrunches his nose up at his reply; his reaction could have been worse. So that feels like a win for Jonghyun. Jonghyun takes the bowls, sits down, and waits for Taemin to join him.

“You like nerds, though.” Taemin gasps as he walks over to the table with the two wine glasses. “Maybe, oh my. Does that mean you like me?” Jonghyun can handle a lot of things Taemin throws his way but Taemin walking in his tiny boxers and accusing him of liking him is something that he never thought he’d have to handle. Struggling now Jonghyun doesn't know where to look so he settles on staring at his pasta. The most Jonghyun can get out is a throttled chuckle as he feels his ears heat up. Whatever happens, he is not going to admit to liking Taemin; no way will he; he’s not going to mess up their friendship. Feeling like he’s on a bed of hot coals he makes use of his hands, tries to swirl his pasta around his fork and shoves the bit he manages to get into his mouth.

And Taemin sits down, placing the wine glasses in front of himself and Jonghyun, expectant eyes like a cat and if he had a tail, it would be swaying side to side. Objectively speaking, Jonghyun doesn’t even know if Taemin likes guys so maybe even if he said he did like him, Taemin wouldn’t even bat an eye. But what's the point if there's a slight chance everything could come crashing down? And maybe if he did take it the right way, what if Taemin felt uncomfortable and then he’d be awkward around Jonghyun and maybe he’d even move out? And Jonghyun needs to stop thinking. So he tries to push the thoughts aside and sinks deeper into his chair, drinking his wine and then sinking deeper. Watching Taemin’s plump lips part, a tiny sliver of his tongue pokes out and he takes the edge of his wine glass in between them. He watches as his Adams apple bobs as he swallows the red liquid and a drop collects at the bottom of his lip, making Jonghyun stretch out and swipe his thumb over it. Soft, warm, and pillowy. Jonghyun wishes he could just kiss him, just once. Someone having lips like Taemin should be a sin; there's no way anyone wouldn’t want to kiss them.

And maybe Jonghyun’s finger lingered for a second too long but when he removed it, his finger wasn't there long enough. He should probably say something, anything, like, “Shall we watch a movie after this?” Yeah, something like that. That was good.

And Taemin makes Jonghyun go sublime as his foot runs down his shin and Jonghyun has to rethink his whole life because, what the fuck, that one touch should not be sending blood straight to his dick and it should not be making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. “Yeah, sure, I’d love to. But, just saying, I’m not sitting there for an hour while you pick.” Taemin needs to stop talking and let Jonghyun’s brain catch up because it is going to take him a while to reply because all he can see is an angel in front of him.

Nevertheless, Jonghyun smiles and downs his wine and fills both of the glasses to the top, which, is really bad wine etiquette and he knows that. He’d like to get drunk enough to maybe sleep through the movie so he doesn’t have to think about how close Taemin will be, and he wishes Taemin would have mercy on his poor heart. “I’ll wash up then. You can pick the movie.” Jonghyun says, and he collects the bowls.

Jonghyun scrubs the bowls harsher than he should and the blue paint has chipped off—it doesn’t matter because Taemin will probably break them soon—but maybe if he scrubs them like this, he can distract himself from the thoughts swirling around his head that are so not appropriate. Maybe he can scrub away his feelings as well as his heart until they are just specks, like the specks of paint that are being washed down the drain. He hears Taemin hum in the living room, satisfied, and he knows that Taemin has found something, so he should hurry up and finish abusing the bowls, just like his feelings.

He walks into the living room, surrounded by the ambience of a single candle glowing on the coffee table. The room is dark and Taemin is sitting in the middle of the sofa, looking as pretty as a picture. Jonghyun wishes he could have him right there. He absolutely can't so he picks the spot furthest away from Taemin in the corner of the sofa and he curls his legs up so there is no chance of him accidentally touching Tamein and sending his mind into a spiral. Taemin reaches out to the coffee table grabs one of the glasses and hands it to Jonghyun and he must have brought them in when he was washing the bowls. Jonghyun has no limits on wine and he intends to drink as much as he can so he takes the glass from Taemin, their fingers brushing and sending chills down his spine. He’ll drink to that.

The horror film Taemin chose feels like it's playing in the background for Jonghyun; he can’t stop staring at Taemin. It’s not Jonghyun’s fault Taemin is more interesting than the film and it’s also not his fault the wine has completely gone to his head. Well, maybe the last part is his fault; his alcohol tolerance is terrible and he drank the wine knowingly because of this. The atmosphere is so cozy and Jonghyun just wants to grab Taemin and pull him into his lap. He doesn’t know if he wants to kiss him and play with his hair or bend him over the sofa until he cries and his legs shake.

The film is over and the wine glasses are empty and if Taemin asks Jonghyun about what happened, he won’t have an answer. He watches as Taemin gets up from the sofa and makes his way to the kitchen out of his sight, so he gets a blanket to cover himself because the winter weather has crept in through their shitty windows that need reinsulating. Feet rushing, slapping, against the wooden floor makes Jonghyun look up in anticipation, slightly worried and slightly excited to just see Taemin again. A little dance in the doorway makes him laugh. Taemin stood there with another bottle of wine in his hand, looking very accomplished with himself.

“Why are you hogging the blanket?” Taemin asks with a cute scowl on his face as he walks over and sits right next to Jonghyun, shuffling closer and pulling the blanket over him as well. “I got us more wine.”

“I can see that,” Jonghyun muses.

“Let’s watch another movie,” Taemin suggests, but Jonghyun doesn’t need to answer; Taemin will put one on anyway; he knows Jonghyun won’t go to sleep yet. Jonghyun watches as Taemin leans to get the wine glasses, and he catches a glimpse of Taemin's waist, soft and small, and he wants to grab it. He wonders what Taemin would do if he did; would he squirm? Would he laugh and push Jonghyun away, telling him it tickles? Or would he gasp in surprise?

Taemin sits back down too fast for Jonghyun to even try and he hands Jonghyun his glass which is now full and snuggles into his side, his head resting on Jonghyun's shoulder. Without uttering anything, Jonghyun lifts his arm and moves Taemin’s head to his chest as he wraps his arm around Taemin’s waist, as he expected, cute and small. Taemin doesn't actually protest; instead, he does the exact opposite and nuzzles into Jonghyun’s chest. Jonghyun should probably have thought about this beforehand; Taemin will be able to hear his heart. And his heart is pounding at an astronomical rate; if Taemin asks, he’ll just blame it on the alcohol. Yeah.

Throughout the film, Taemin slips further and further down Jonghyun’s chest and he is now on his thigh, one hand under it and the other on top, as if he doesn’t want Jonghyun to move. Jonghyun is not going to move because he can’t. He’s too busy thinking about not getting a boner. Taemin is so close to his dick and he could easily pull Jonghyun’s joggers down and suck his dick with his perfect lips and he’d look so amazing. Breathe. Jonghyun needs to breathe because Taemin is definitely not going to do that and getting a boner while Taemin’s head is right next to his dick would be so embarrassing and Taemin wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye for a week. Taemin does stuff like that; once he walked in on Jonghyun having a shower and he completely freaked out, hand over his eyes, face so red, and apologies spluttering out like quick fire, he couldn’t look Jonghyun in the eye for two weeks after that. And Jonghyun was the one who felt the worst; he hated Taemin avoiding eye contact. He didn’t realise how much he loved Taemin’s eyes and cute fast blinks until he was starved of them. So after that, Jonghyun tried his best to make sure nothing like that could ever happen again. Like now. He can’t get a boner. He can’t. He won’t.

Taemin needs to stop moving because Jonghyun is dying and when Taemin buries his head into Jonghyun’s lap and rubs his face against his thigh, like a cat, a cat that is making Jonghyun’s life so much harder and he should have worn boxers because Taemin just caught the shaft of his dick and forced a deep grunt out of him right from his dick. He’s so screwed. Taemin doesn’t seem embarrassed or perturbed, though. And what takes Jonghyun by surprise is when Taemin does it again, another grunt ripped from his throat. And his dick is now throbbing, half hard, and Taemin doesn’t seem to care. So Jonghyun presses Taemin’s neck down, he’s not sure what he’s doing, but Taemin has frozen, whether it’s from the pressure on the back of his neck or from the realisation of what he was just doing, “Taemin, what are you doing?” Shocked he manages to ask, shocked at how his own voice sounds to his ears. Breathlessly and rougher than it should as if he hadn’t drank water in three days, so he coughs a bit to try and get it back to normal and swallows.

A whine comes out of Taemin’s mouth, so slutty that it goes straight to Jonghyun’s dick, twitching in his joggers. Stuck on what to do and head spinning, Jonghyun pulls Taemin up by his hair, earning him another noise that can’t quite be described half like a moan and half like a groan. Taemin should really stop making all these noises; they aren't doing Jonghyun any good and Jonghyun really needs to think straight.

“Taemin, what are you doing?” He asks again with more authority in his voice because he is not going to screw this up and Taemin needs to be coherent for whatever he thinks he’s doing.

Pink flushed cheeks and fluttering eyes Taemin says, “I want to help you.” All Jonghyun can think is, oh god, and fuck. Taemin looks so sweet but so sinful at the same time, his lips swollen as if he’s been worrying them, and his eyes half-lidded and clouded in a haze of lust. Jonghyun has to dig his heels into the sofa to ground himself. He's trying to think with his brain instead of his dick, but his brain isn’t working; it’s clouded by lust and wine.

“Taemin, what are you talking about?" He needs to get this right. There's no way this is actually happening. Taemin must just be confused, right?

Taemin gives him this look that goes straight to his stomach, only fueling the fire that Taemin started, and he feels caught out for whatever reason. And Jonghyun’s world is shattering and shaking, probably just as much as he is. "Please." There is no way he is actually begging Jonghyun. There is no way. “I know you think of me. I’ve heard you in the shower moaning my name, more than once. Just let me help you, please,” Taemin says in whiney, sultry tones dripping from his mouth.

Taemin doesn’t give Jonghyun time to reply before he palms Jonghyun’s dick through his joggers. Jonghyun’s head falls back and a moan is released from his mouth, submitting to pure hedonism; his mind is wiped blank and he struggles to breathe. He can’t even think about how embarrassed he is that Taemin heard him in the shower, not while Taemin is making him question why he waited so long for this to happen or why he didn’t just make a move on Taemin first, not while Taemin is mouthing his dick through his joggers, turning the light grey fabric to dark grey with his wet patches of saliva. The white heat spreading through his body—feeling something he’s craved for so long—feels like a dream. Not knowing what to do, Jonghyun gips the edge of the sofa, so tight, digging his nails into the poor leather as he tries not to levitate on the feeling as Taemin’s hand slips under his waistband, and when his fingers touch Jonghyun’s dick, his breath hitches. “Taemin.” Jonghyun doesn’t even know why he’s talking; it’s not like he has anything to say after that either. Maybe just to make sure it isn’t a dream and that Taemin is actually there.

The look in Taemin’s eyes is so mischievous as he pulls the other's joggers down. When they get past his dick, his dick springs back up, slaps his stomach, and Taemin mewls at the sight, making Jonghyun feel crazy. Jonghyun can’t get enough of Taemin’s visuals; he can’t get over the way Taemin is licking his lips at the sight of him so when Taemin blows hot air on his dick, he hardly manages to keep his hips from thrusting up. He never thought Taemin would be such a tease or even be interested in him.

Taemin doesn’t seem to care what he’s doing to Jonghyun’s mental state. He sits on Jonghyun’s thighs, looking a mix of angelic and demonic, because who thought Taemin would ever be like this? Jonghyun just marvels at Taemin; his thighs look so soft and feel so impossibly soft and warm on Jonghyun; his dick is hard; and there’s a wet patch forming on his blue boxers. It makes Jonghyun shiver at the thought that he has done that to Taemin.

Taemin drags his finger up Jonghyun’s neck, leaving goosebumps trailing behind until he reaches his jaw and Jonghyun has to suppress a shiver. He stops grabbing Jonghyun’s jaw and smiles, warm and all teeth showing like they would if he smiled at him any other day. Jonghyun feels like he’s just been given whiplash. The seamless change from lust filled cockslut to cute and innocent is absolutely mind boggling to Jonghyun. “You’re so beautiful,” Taemin breathes out and that's the first time Jonghyun has ever been called beautiful. Sure, he’s been called handsome, charming, and other things, but never beautiful . It makes his heart swell and his face glow redder than it did before. If that is possible.

He opens his mouth to reply—he’s not sure what—but is cut off by a pair of warm lips. It takes more than a second for Jonghyun to reciprocate in shock that this is happening and how fast everything is going and when he does, Taemin moans into his mouth, forcing him to swallow the beautiful sounds as he rocks his hips forward, grinding onto Jonghyun’s naked dick. The feeling of Taemin’s warm clothed dick makes Jonghyun release a sound he didn’t think he could make—low, rough, and almost animalistic. With not even a drop of self control left, Jonghyun releases his hands from the sofa and explores Taemin's body, one hand going up his jumper, gabbing his waist soft and warm so tightly that Taemin yelps and the other grabbing his arse, fingers digging into his flesh. He needs something to hold onto; otherwise, he’s not sure what he’ll do.

Jonghyun can hardly resist the urge to bend Taemin over and fuck him, but Taemin started this so he’s going to let Taemin do the leading. No matter how hard it is or how much Jonghyun wants to be in control. This is real and it is happening so Jonghyun takes the opportunity as best he can. Taemin bites down on Jonghyun’s lip, whimpering into his mouth as his hips continue grinding into him, giving him a mixture of pleasure and pain, and once again pulling a grunt from his lip, tongues now exploring each other's mouths, warm, wet, and everything he could ever want. Taemin's arms are now wrapping around Jonghyun’s neck, fingers playing with his short hair at his nape. Fiery passion into every mouth movement, lust and pent up feelings fueling it all, turning them into a beautiful mess of limbs.

When Taemin moves away from Jonghyun, a string of spit hangs from his mouth as he bites his lip, so Jonghyun just has to lean out and wipe it with his thumb, only for Taemin to take it into his mouth, sucks it and roll his tongue over the pad of his thumb. So needy. Jonghyun is beyond repair now and he doesn’t think he will ever be able to stop replaying that moment in his head. Taemin crawls off the sofa with as much grace and elegance as one can and Jonghyun tries not to huff at the loss of Taemin but when he sees Taemin on his knees between his legs, it's enough for him to moan. Jonghyun has always been someone who loves visuals and Taemin is the epitome of a visual; he is adonis; he is art and poetry. Taemin takes Jonghyun into his hand and pumps at a disgustingly slow, mocking pace, making Jonghyun moan and throw his head back, half satisfied that he’s being touched but half desperately needing some more friction. If Taemin doesn’t stop looking at Jonghyun like that—so beautiful, so sinful, so lustful—he doesn’t know how much longer it will be until he grabs Taemin’s hand and fucks himself into it like a brat, and Jonghyun isn’t a brat. “Wow, you’ve got such a pretty dick,” Taemin says while looking at it, watching as it slides up and down in his hand Jonghyun moans in response. “I want to put it in my mouth.” Taemin expresses his thoughts.

Taemin can do whatever he wants. Normally, when having sex, Jonghyun is the one who's teasing and in control; however, today he’ll let Taemin have him any way he wants. “Do it,” is all that Jonghyun can say almost in a whisper; he’s never wanted anything so bad in his life and Taemin’s lips were made for dick sucking, perfect lips for a blowjob. So when Taemin finally wraps his lips around the head of Jonghyun’s cock so wet and so hot that he’s not sure who is moaning louder, the feeling of Taemin's moans vibrating on his dick makes him see white and he thursts up on instinct into Taemin’s mouth, hitting the back of his throat, making Taemin moan and roll his eyes back. Every noise that Jonghyun manages to drag from Taemin’s lips with his dick feels like a blessing and he wonders how much more vocal he’d be with his dick buried deep inside him, or even just one finger.

Taemin gets to work, like he’s done this a hundred times, a soft hand like velvet wrapping around the base of Jonghyun’s dick, going in tandem with his mouth. Submitting himself to Jonghyun’s dick as if it were oxygen. The visual is enough to make Jonghyun cum. Taemin looks so beautiful and so slutty. Cheeks and ears flushed, mouth stuffed full of cock, eyes looking up at Jonghyun through his eyelashes, fluttering and glazed with lust. The air in the room is so hot it could be the gates of hell. If Jonghyun wasn’t so indulged in the feeling of Taemin's mouth, he’d believe that he actually was there but right now he’s feeling like heaven.

Taemin hollows his cheeks and pulls off with a pop, making Jonghyun moan so loudly that he’s nearly embarrassed but he can’t tear his eyes away from the sight as Taemin goes back down on him, using his tongue to swirl around the head and dragging it along all the veins. God. Jonghyun needs this to speed up; he’s been so close to tipping off the edge for what feels like forever so he grabs a fist full of Taemin’s hair and shoves him down, making Taemin practically wail. “So good. You’re so good,” he praises and Taemin releases a whimper and a shiver. Pride swims inside Jonghyun at the reaction and then he realises that Taemin wants to be praised. Taemin deserves all the praise in the world.

He lifts Taemin off by the hair so he can look at him. Taemin sobs at the loss of fullness in his mouth. Taemin is such a dream, so hungry for cock, so beautiful, and for a moment, Jonghyun is mesmerised; lips so swollen dribble down his chin, and he looks so fucked out already. He doesn’t want to imagine what he looks like if this is how fucked out Taemin already looks.

“You look so pretty. Do you like your mouth full of cock?” He’s not looking for a reply but he definitely got one that was less verbal. Taemin latches back on, moans around his dick and increases his pace as his other hand comes forwards to cup the others' balls. He detaches himself from Jonghyun and presses wet kisses to his balls, licking and slightly sucking, while his other hand continues working up and down Jonghyun's length, making Jonghyun gasp in surprise. “So good,” Jonghyun is a babbling mess moaning out praises like a broken vending machine and the knot in Jonghyun’s stomach is close to releasing, he needs Taemin’s lips back around his dick before it snaps so he grabs Taemin's hair and moves him back to his cock. “Fuck Taemin,” Jonghyun moans, dick on fire, toes curling, hand curling tighter into Taemin’s hair, ready to pull him off for when he cums. But when Jonghyun nearly sees white and goes to pull him off Taemin resists; his hands haven't stopped and his mouth is still full but he slacks it slightly and mumbles around Jonghyun’s dick, “Cum in my mouth, please.” Okay. Taemin doesn’t have to ask Jonghyun twice. One hand grips the sofa as Taemin gets back to work again, cheeks hollowed, sucking at an insane pace, hands doing indescribable things. Jonghyun’s dick is hitting the back of Taemin’s throat over and over again, until he feels dizzy and euphoric. His mouth falls open in a silent gasp, his eyes rolling back and trying to keep them open and his head from going slack so he can watch as he fills Taemin’s mouth full of cum.

“Fuck – I’m –” His grip in Taemin’s hair tightens, and Taemin’s hand strokes him quickly, up and down, up and down, lips tightening around him, tongue dancing in patterns, body tensing as he reaches his orgasm, hips bucking up, mind blank, white sparks appearing in front of his eyes as Taemin milks him, cum filling up Taemin’s mouth, a small bit dribbling down the corner of his mouth, his whole body contracting as little electric shocks tingle through him. His hands fall lifelessly, letting go of Taemin’s hair, and his body feels like the life has been sucked out of it. And when Taemin finally lets go of his dick and smiles up at him, he thinks he’s in heaven. Taemin gets off his knees and sits next to Jonghyun and Jonghyun can’t help but notice how much the wet patch on Taemin’s boxers has grown. He reaches out for Taemin and pulls him in for a kiss, not caring if he can taste himself; just so intoxicated by the miracle called Lee Taemin, nothing else matters.

Once Jonghyun has caught his breath and fallen out of his daze, though every second he’s near Taemin feels like one, he moves his hand up Taemin’s thigh, pulling little noises out of him, wanting to bite and leave marks on his soft, pale skin. But before he can even take action on that thought, Taemin’s phone rings.

Fuck.

Taemin grabs it, looks at who's calling and gives Jonghyun a dejected smile, “It’s my mum… I should answer.”

“Yeah… you should,” Jonghyun says as much as he wants Taemin all to himself. To hide him from the world. But he can’t do that, not from Taemin’s own mother.

Taemin nods and walks out, takes the call, and Jonghyun is left to nurse his feelings as they have now swelled to double the size, taking over his body so much it might burst, but he would be happy with that as long as his last thoughts were Taemin. He can’t get the sweet sounds that fell from Taemin’s lips out of his head. He can’t help but think about what Taemin would sound like in other situations while Jonghun is giving and Taemin is receiving. The wine has mostly lost its effect and Jonghyun is just floating on pure ecstasy, floating in the afterglow Taemin has given him.

Taemin is only gone for a few minutes and comes back in, looking sheepish. He smiles and sits back down next to Jonghyun, burying himself into his side, hiding his face in Jonghyun's shoulder and playing with his hands. “Is everything okay?” Jonghyun feels the need to ask, but he can’t help but look at Taemin with adoration, so shy and so cute and somehow he’s managed to curl up so small.

“Yeah, my mum wants me to come over and help her with her computer tomorrow,” Taemin replies, still not looking Jonghyun in the eyes, pink ears peeking out from his hair. Jonghyun feels an itch in his fingers to stroke his hair so he lets his hand scratch Taemin’s head.

“Taemin.” Jonghyun starts but he’s not sure where to finish. There are so many things he wants to say and ask but he’s not sure how to.

Taemin looks at him now, a teasing smile playing on his lips. “You’re such a pervert,” Taemin says in a teasing manner, making Jonghyun’s mouth fall open in shock at the sudden accusation.

“What?” Jonghyun asks in utter confusion. Where did the shy little Taemin go? And what even is Taemin on about?

Taemin hums, satisfied with the reaction he got. “You wank off to the thought of me in the shower and thought I wouldn’t know? The walls are literally made of cardboard,” he smiles again, this time the teasing is wiped from his demeanour. “It’s okay, though. It’s hot and I wouldn’t have known you thought about me in that way if I hadn’t heard.” Now Taemin is blabbering his words.

Now it’s Jonghyun’s turn to be embarrassed, but it’s not like he can deny it because he has done that, more times than he is proud of. “I don’t only think of you that way, Taemin. I do actually really like you.” Jonghyun has now let out his feelings, feeling more naked than he did when Taemin was in between his legs. Taemin’s silence is slicing him up like glass and he waits to be turned down, have his heart crushed, and be laughed at. But Taemin would never laugh at him, right? Taemin isn’t like that.

“I like you too.” Jonghyun’s heart swells. “Maybe if you take me on a date and buy me food, I’ll let you fuck my arse,” Taemin replies nonchalantly and absolutely shamelessly, and Jonghyun nearly chokes.

As Jonghyun lets go of the breath he is holding, the laugh that escapes him is loud and sudden and ripples through his body. “Taemin, I already buy you food, and I’ll take you on a date anyway; you don’t need to bribe me,” Jonghyun says after he calms down from laughing. Jonghyun would love to take Taemin out on a date. It's not like he doesn’t take Taemin out for dinner all the time and pay for his food anyway. But if that is what Taemin wants, Jonghyun will give him anything. Everything.

Taemin pouts, “You don’t want to fuck me?”

Of course, he wants to fuck Taemin. Why wouldn't he? If he didn’t, he’d have to be blind or crazy. He’s already crazy, though; just staring at Taemin makes his heart go crazy. “Of course I do! I just don’t need a bribe to take you out on a date.” Jonghyun splutters, stumbling over his words like an idiot, as his heart drops at Taemin’s statement.

A smug smile takes place on Taemin’s face, one that Jonghyun knows, one that says: I was just teasing you . Taemin gets as close as he can to Jonghyun and straddles his legs, looking at him deep in his eyes and Jonghyun swears he can see the world in the others. Two soft hands grab Jonghyun’s face and he’s met with two very soft, inviting lips. Although the kiss is only short, it’s sweet and carries weight. “Good, because if you didn’t say anything, I would have only let you take me out on a date, and you’d get no benefits after,” Taemin laughs, bubbly, hiccuping, and bright. Music to Jonghyun’s ears.

“I guess our date can’t be tomorrow then,” Jonghyun says with sadness lacing his voice a little upset that he can’t take Taemin out as soon as possible. He knows that Taemin can’t drop everything for him and he is being unreasonable getting upset about it. He can take Taemin out whenever he wants after tomorrow; it's only one extra day.

“What? Why?” Taemin asks as quickly as he can, leaning back a bit, and distancing himself from Jonghyun.

Jonghyun laughs at Taemin’s pouty face, completely in awe of him. He leans forward and circles his arms around Taemin’s waist. “You have to help your mum with her computer.” He reminds him.

Taemin now adds a frown to the mix, and he’s so devastatingly cute Jonghyun feels like he might burst. “Oh. Oh… well, can’t we go after I’m finished?” He questions and then his eyebrows pull deeper and deeper while waiting for Jonghyun to answer.

And how could Jonghyun possibly say no to Taemin? How could he ever deny Taemin? Instead of answering, he grabs his face and pulls him in for a long, sweet kiss. “Of course.”

“Good, I would have sulked otherwise,” Taemin admits, beaming so brightly at Jonghyun.

“It’s not just because I want to fuck your arse, either.” Jonghyun jokes, and they both look at each other once again and laugh. Jonghyun is feeling incredibly warm as feelings bubble up in his stomach. Maybe nerves but all he knows is that he gets to take Taemin out on a date tomorrow. So he’s happy with whatever feelings come because he’s got Taemin.

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Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it.

Everyone have a lovely day, Orgel 🌸

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multiphandomunnies · 2 months

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softieming · 2 years

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Always - Minho ♡

Note: This has been sitting on my drafts for so long already. Finally published it! Hehe. Sorry for any typos and grammatical errors. Just a TW that this will be sad hehe~

It was supposed to be a normal day, you went to your usual coffee shop about to order your favorite drink. Until you heard the barista call his name. “One tall americano for Minho” the barista called. You slowly turned, you couldn’t believe your eyes. It was him. It was really him. You met his eyes. He suddenly stopped on his tracks, you stared at each other, no one dared to say a word nor to move. Until the baristas interrupted you, “one tall americano for mr minho/what’s your order maam?” “Oh,” you snapped back to reality, “I-uh, one strawberry frappuccino please.” You walked towards the pick up area and he was still there, standing. “Hi” he greeted with a small smile which you returned. He stared at you for a few seconds before he finally came up to something to ask, “h-hi. I uh, how have you been?” “Good. I’m good. You?” You asked back. “I’m good too.” He flashed you a smile again, your most favorite smile in the world. “One strawberry frappuccino beverage for y/n” the barista called for you and you went to get your drink. “You still haven’t changed.” Minho said with a smile. “Hmm?” “Oh, I mean you still love that drink.” He said. “Oh. Yeah, I guess.” You smiled a little and sat on an empty seat. “Uh, may I?” He asked before sharing a table with you. “Oh, yeah. Go ahead.” You politely said. He gladly took a seat in front of you, “I can’t believe I’ll see you here.” “Yeah me too. It’s been two years.” You reminisced. You heard him sigh, “two years.” You did a little catch up until it’s time for you to go home. “Oh shoot. I have to go home now.” You gathered your things, “it was nice seeing you!” You smiled and started walking towards the door. “Wait up!” Minho caught up to you, “I’ll walk you home.” “No need, my house is just a few blocks away from here, I can manage.” You chuckled. “Please, let me.” You paused before slowly nodding, “okay” “Okay!” He smiled and you exit the coffee shop together. You were walking peacefully with ming when the rain suddenly started pouring. “Oh!” You both exclaimed. Ming covered your head with his jacket and you both ran to your house. Luckily, you were almost in your house when the rain started to pour. You told minho to stay for a while because of the bad weather, “I’ll get you a towel.” “You got a nice apartment.” Minho said as he shut the door behind him. “Thanks!” You said while getting him a clean towel, “here” “Thank you.” “You want anything to drink?” “No, I’m okay.” He politely declined. “Is— is this your boyfriend?” He picked up a picture frame from your center table. “Oh, no. That’s taemin. He’s a good friend of mine since I moved here. He demanded for me to display that picture of us there.” You rolled your eyes. “He looks nice.” Ming stated. “Yeah, he is.” You agreed. “H-how about you? Any girlfriend?” You hesitantly asked. He paused before answering, “y-yeah. We’re engaged actually.” “O-oh. That’s... I mean, good for you.” You faked a smile. “y/n” he moved closer to you before slowly kissing you. You were hesitant but you didn’t hold back. You missed him. You miss him. The kiss deepened. you longed for each other for 2 long years, you both know how much you’ve missed each other. The Next thing you knew, you were already in your room, doing god-knows-what. You were aware that it was all wrong. But you were willing to take the risk. - Minho pulled the covers up to your shoulders and hugged you, “did you know how much i miss you?” He asked and you just smiled and hugged him tighter. He tucked your hair behind your ear, “i missed everything and every inch of you.” He caressed your face and stared at your eyes, “your eyes, your nose, your lips, your smile, everything.” “Do you still love me?” You asked. “I did. I do. And I will always do.” He said as he pecked your lips. “How about you?” He asked back. You sadly smiled, “always.” He kissed your forehead and hugged you tighter. Soon, you both fell asleep. - You were preparing breakfast when you felt a pair or arms hugged you from behind. You giggled, “good morning” “Good morning” he said and kissed your cheek. “Eat up.” You gave him your homemade sandwich which he really loved, and filled up his cup with coffee. “I missed this!” He said and started eating happily. You watched him eat and smiled at yourself. But you were worried. You didn’t know what will happen after this. His phone started ringing, and of course it’s his girlfriend— his fiancée rather. You looked down and avoided ming’s eyes. That’s when it hit you. Everything felt right but still, it was all wrong. Minho turned off his phone, “love,” he reached out for your hand. You looked up to him with a smile but your eyes were already filled with tears. “No” he immediately wiped your tears. “Ming,” you held both of his hands, “go to her.” You said with a sad smile. “No.” He replied. You stood up and pulled him gently to stand up, “we have to do the right thing.” “No.” He pulled you into a hug. “I want to be with you.” He cried. You broke the hug, “minho, what we did last night was wrong. Everything. They were all wrong.” “What we did last night was all out of love. How is that a crime? I have never and I will never make love with anyone if it’s not with you. So how is it wrong?” “Ming... please. Just go. You’re about to get married.” You sternly said. “No. Please...” he kneeled in front of you and cried, “i can’t let you go this time.” You wiped his tears and pulled him up, “if you really love me, you’ll listen to me.” You stared into his sad eyes, “you have to go to her. Maybe... maybe we’re just not meant to be... or who knows, maybe in the future we’ll be together again...” you gave him a smile, “but for now.. ming, this is just not the right time for us.” You backed away from him and smiled, “go now. I’ll be fine. You’ll be fine.” He didn’t move, he just sadly stared at you, “go, ming. Please. I’m begging you.” He sighed heavily and unwillingly walked to the front door, “i love you, y/n. Always.” He reminded you before finally walking away. “Always.” You whispered.

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nanawritesit · 2 years

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yall 😀

i kinda wanna write a key smut inspired by gasoline 💀

like-

he’s just so hot and

powerful and like

he has so much potential

you see it too right? you HAVE to!

the things i would do for this man i swear to god, i am powerless against him. his visuals are out of this world

call me toxic, call me basic, call me weird, call me a worthless hetero, call me whatever you want to but you can’t call me wrong

I AM ON MY KNEES AS WE SPEAK

….

thoughts???

Love, Nana <3

#key shinee #kim kibum #shinee imagine #key gasoline #key x reader #key smut #shinee x reader #shinee smut #shinee scenarios

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nunan-neomuyeppeoseo · 15 days

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sһіᥒᥱᥱ mᥲs𝗍ᥱrᥣіs𝗍

⊹⊰ ᥣᥱᥱ ȷіᥒkі/᥆ᥒᥱᥕ ⊱⊹

⊹⊰ kіm ȷ᥆ᥒgһᥡᥙᥒ ⊱⊹

⊹⊰ kіm kіᑲᥙm/kᥱᥡ ⊱⊹

⊹⊰ ᥴһ᥆і mіᥒһ᥆ ⊱⊹

⊹⊰ ᥣᥱᥱ 𝗍ᥲᥱmіᥒ ⊱⊹

⊹⊰ ᥕһ᥆ᥣᥱ gr᥆ᥙ⍴ ⊱⊹

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softshineehours · 2 years

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[5:00 A.M] Taemin hitting you up to go to the nearest convenience store for ice cream.

#shinee #ot5 #shinee blurb #shinee fluff #shinee scenario #lee jinki #onew #kim jonghyun #jonghyun #kim kibum #kibum #key #choi minho #minho #lee taemin #taemin

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itaintvictoria · 2 years

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Attention | SHINee Key x OC

Summary : She knows how to strain his patience to zero, just to eases it back again, by demanding his attention.

Pairing : SHINee Key x older!OC

Warning : Mild suggestion, nothing too blunt, tbh.

A/N : First fiction on tumblr because i was watching his old (like, 2009's old lol) reality show titled "Raising Idol". Just watch it on youtube guys. It's fun, it's so fucking old that the quality of the video max 240p and it made me nauseous, and our cutie Chef Key together with his tEaCher SHIN YIRANG NOONA IS ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE LIKE-

Anyways, any Indonesian here? bcs i also posted this a long time ago on https://shiningstory.wordpress.com/2014/12/02/on-top/, If anyone interested to read the Indonesian version of the fic :)

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Kim Kibum supported his head which was starting to feel heavy, with his hand. While his other hand was busy gripping the car steering wheel— he started looking for a way out. Get out of this car, sure, but THIS is his car.

Because if this continued, he would consider contacting one of his friends that works in YPCS*.

Or fuck it, he'd just call Jinki. He knew what to do in this situation.

Like, hell. This (awfully) happened a lot in their old married dating life. Her strong minded personality could match his own. Meanwhile, his 'i will do it my way' attitude is still considered taboo by the girl. Such a bad impression, they once thought about each other, after the two were introduced as student and teacher pairs on the show.

Even since the first time they met —what's the name of the show again? Rising-Dol? Rising Idol? Raging Idol—

Anyways.

“Jeez, are you going to keep quiet like this?” her voice pulled him back to reality.

Kibum shifted on his seat slightly, his eyes pierced sharply toward the girl in front of him. If he was a psycho, he would just cover her mouth with a cloth and then lock her in the basement in a instant.

Kim Kibum hates noisiness sometimes.

Even though he must admit, it wasn't uncommon for him to find himself smiling again whenever he sees this girl.

"Oh you don't want to talk now, huh? Right, just drop me here, Kibum. Thank you for the invitation, the musical was really good," the girl unfastened her seat belt, "…your acting with Dana-sunbae is really good, I'm so amazed, really."

The girl opened Kibum's car door and got out, still swallowing her ego. Kibum found himself stunned again, analyzing the events that were spinning before his eyes. And sure enough, before the girl could walk any further to get out of the basement of his apartment, Kibum stepped on the gas and the car accelerated suddenly. It speed up so fast, until he slammed the brakes. The car stopped abruptly right in front of his girlfriend. The screeching sound of his car's tires rubbing against the basement floor pulled the girl back from her shocked state.

"What the fuck—KIM KIBUM YOU FUCKING PSYCHO— were you really going to kill me—”

“—was about to, just get the fuck in my car.”

That sly smile began to appear on Kim Kibum's face. The man bent down and opened the car door.

"What are you-"

“I said come in, Noona.” came his mocking voice on the last word.

Like magic, she complied. It sucked, okay. It took days for her to build a big wall between herself and Kim Kibum yet, he broke it down in just one second. She was suddenly greeted by Kibum's arms wrapped around his upper body. But there's nothing crazier when the younger man suddenly pressed his cheek right against her chest.

She was about to slap the sassiness away from him when her boyfriend's deep, husky, voice stopped her.

“Twelve kissing scenes— three of them were deep kisses yes— but most of them were just a peck, come on. One bed scene and promise you, nothing nasty in reality. It was just acting, it was fake. Not that I would think about it seriously."

He straightened his back, facing her again. "Now you're acting like a little brat and i don't like it. Not a bit," he moved his face to the side of her neck, as he murmured "...didn't you say I'm always the one who's immature? You're starting to make me think you're jealous...and want us to have the same thing."

The girl was busy hiding the blush that had started to appear on her cheeks. She swore, she didn't think that far.

Then why she didn't want to move an inch from him?

Kibum's lips twitched up. "Or...do you actually want to?”

Not letting anything out from her mouth, he connected his lips to hers. Now, how did she back out?

“I'll take that as a yes,” he chuckled, locking her hands with one of his hands while the other gripped tightly on the back of her neck, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle. It's your first time, anyway."

*YPCS : You & Me Psychological and Consultation Services (a couple consultation clinic in SK)

#fanfiction #kpop #shinee #shinee fanfic #shinee scenarios #shinee imagine #shinee key #kim kibum #keyland #lil freak #oc #original character #shin yirang #raising idol #shawols

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xotaemintol · 10 months

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SHINee KINKS (ot5) edited

*Quick disclaimer! I know there will be some who are upset or uncomfortable with me or anyone writing smut for Jonghyun or including him in anything smut related or maybe anything fan-fiction relation and I understand and hear you, but not only have I done a poll asking what people would think with the majority saying that they’d want it, but I also think that as long as I or anyone else isn’t disrespecting him or anyone else, and is aware that it is all fiction and is making sure to be mindful of everyone, that it can be done right. If you are uncomfortable or upset by it, then feel free to block me, not in a “I don’t care way”, you can also send feedback. But I’m saying this to let everyone know that I do plan to continue writing about him, he’s one of my ults and I think that continuing to write about him as anyone does another idol is also remembering. I will be deleting anything hateful or triggering in anyway shape or form. Let’s all be mindful of each other and be kind, thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy.*

Pronouns used: NONE (good girl/fem reader implied a few times)

TWS: Breeding, hair pulling, impact play/spanking, dirty talk, choking/breath play, sensory deprivation/blindfolding, BDSM, bondage, praise, degradation, feather play, ice play, biting, cock warming, authority play, sub/dom dynamics, exhibitionism, pet play, and dumbification.

MINHO

•Hair pulling

It's pretty straightforward, he likes pulling your hair (doesn't mind having his pulled if he's eating you out), and seeing the way you react turns him on so much

-Doesn't do it often but when he does he's more of a "grab and hold tight" type than a "yank and pull type" (that's more of Jonghyun and Kibum hehe)

-Will pull your hair if he's fucking you from behind, or if you're sucking his dick, he'll grab a handful of your hair and make you go slower or he'll fuck your face and guide your head with your hair

•Warming

-He likes when you sit on his lap anyways, he loves how you’ll wrap around him and nuzzle your body against his, despite him being muscular he’s very soft and loves it when you treat him as such. So even if you aren’t warming he loves it anyways, but it just adds another layer when he’s inside of you and you’re just sitting there on top of him.

-Sometimes he’ll sit and read a book (when he’s not out and being the active man he is) and you’ll be sitting on top of him with nothing but a loose dress on and him inside of you, occasionally “readjusting” himself and pulling you down just a little more. Sometimes he gets a little carried away and instead of it just being peaceful he’ll start moving his hips and hint for you to move too (which you always do) it’ll quickly go from you clinging to him while he does some relaxing mundane task, to him slowly fucking you while you both hold each other and softly moan into each other's ear.

•Impact Play (specifically spanking)

-Sometimes he'll role-play with you and will have you lay across his lap while he spanks you, he's more of a hand guy than a belt guy because he likes to feel your soft skin against his hands

-He'll spank you if he's (once again) fucking you from behind, walking past him, bending over, in public, changing, in the shower, it doesn't matter. Minho will smack your ass no matter where you are or what you're doing

•Authority Play

-He likes to take charge and you love seeing him do it, he'll get his military uniform from the closet (because of course he kept it) and will be like "Get on your knees" and will have you hump his leg

-He sometimes handcuffs you and will pretend to be an officer, he'll be all rough with you and grope you, grind against you and give you a "pat down" That's just him groping your entire body and bending you over then fucking you.

JINKI

•Daddy Kink

-He loves it when you sit on his lap and call him daddy, he encourages you to do it in public especially (surprisingly), and will have you ride him and call him daddy

-Even if you aren't having sex, he still wants you to call him daddy, especially since he loves taking care of you, he loves how you say it too when you get whiny and call him from another room or complain and get all bratty he gets so excited

•Ice or feathers

-He likes them because they usually call for slow and careful movements, at first he thought that it would make you a little uncomfortable but after seeing your reaction he decided to add feathers into the mix. It could be included in kissing, him eating you out, teasing, and just about anything possible.

-He’ll slowly drag an ice cube down your body, sitting it on your stomach for just a second until the heat radiating off your skin melts it just enough for him to lick up the drips of water, or hold it in his mouth while he’s between your legs and since he doesn’t want it to be too cold he makes sure to keep his hands warm and switch between his tongue and his fingers. With the feathers he’ll brush them against your thighs, slowly going up to your hips, stomach, nipples, then sides of your neck, every breath, gasp, and shiver makes him feel more and more pleased.

•Choking/breath play

-He's super careful when it comes to choking you and made sure to do plenty of research on it before trying it on you because even though it's exciting it can be dangerous

-He'll wrap his arm around your throat while fucking you from behind, choke you while you're underneath him, cover your mouth and nose while he's fingering you, and even force you to hold your breath while you're cumming

•Breeding

-He looooovveesssss breeding, although he's said plenty of times that he's not ready for kids (and you have said the same) he can't get enough of cumming inside of you and the thought of you being marked as his

-He puts you in mating presses so often that you're surprised when he doesn't, he'll have you walk around with a vibrator inside of you to keep his cum in all day and when you get home he'll take it out and clean you up while calling you a good girl for holding it in all-day

KIBUM

•Degradation

-Loves calling you things like "dirty whore", "My pretty slut", "Fuck toy", "pretty bitch", "dumb whore" and more, and loves it when you call him things like "stupid boy", "dumb slut", "Man whore", and especially "Sexy bitch"

-If he's in charge for the night he'll fuck you while he's degrading you, he talks dirty to you and talk about how he's going to fuck you dumb and how good you feel, how you're such a pretty whore while he's deep inside of you

•Pillow talk or you talking about your day

-He doesn’t mean to but hearing you talk about your day and rant or ramble turns him on so much, he loves to watch the way you explain things, the way you talk and your mannerisms make him want to sweep you off your feet, kiss you, and explore every inch of your body. He especially loves it because he thinks your voice is so beautiful, he always asks you about your day but not because he wants to be all horny and stuff, just because he wants to know but every time he’s so hard that it’s impossible to hide.

-He’ll ask you if he can eat you out or finger you while you talk about your day, he won’t go super fast because he still wants you to talk but he will put his all into pleasing you, he loves it when your voice gets all shaky and you can’t help but let out small moans in between words. You can always tell when he’s getting turned on from listening to you talk because his face gets all red and he won’t stop smiling and will avoid your gaze, he’ll get so cute and shy when he listens to you talk. Sometimes he even asks you to ride him while you talk about your day or ramble about random things.

•Dumbification

-He loves fucking you till you can't speak, the sound of you babbling nonsense and shouting out random strings of pleas, curses, and jumbled messes of praise, it turns him on so much to see you so thoughtless

-He loves to see your face when he's fucking you because he can see that switch in your brain turn off and watch you go dumb off the pleasure, he is so obsessed with you looking so lewd and smiling, crying, begging, moaning, and rolling your eyes back as you cum, you look so pretty when you can't think to him

•Latex

-No matter who's in it, he loves the feeling and the sight of it, it's a healthy mixture of you both wearing it and he especially loves it when you wear it, latex books, thigh highs, gloves, pants, whatever. It turns him into an animal

-You have a pair of latex pants that hug your legs and waist perfectly, when he's subbing he'll grind against you and let you overstimulate him. But when he's domming he'll wear a pair of latex gloves and spank you with them on, or wear a pair of latex boots and make you grind against them until you get overstimulated

TAEMIN

•Pet Play

-He bought you an adorable collar, cute cat ears, a tail, and your very own cat bowl, he loves seeing you crawl to him and drink water out of the bowl, and he loves when you climb up on his lap and nuzzle into him while poking your butt out like you're in heat

-He'll fuck you on the kitchen floor while you're on your hands and knees, or he'll put a leash on you and pull it while he's fucking you and yank your collar, he'll lean in really close while he's fucking you and whisper in your ear calling you a 'naughty kitty' and a 'bad girl (I wish I could go on omg)

•Blind folding/ sight deprivation

-He likes it when you blindfold him, but he likes to blindfold you just as much. He thinks that it’s romantic that you are trusting him with your body and that he’s trusting you with his, he also likes the idea of just feeling. Following each other's touch and being so excited for the next touch, when he first told you about him wanting to be the one wearing the blindfold he was a little shy to admit that he wanted to try it too, but you were more than happy to try it.

-The blindfolds are only used for foreplay, you both like it more since foreplay is all about building excitement and anticipation. You’ll be kissing him and will suddenly pull away for a few seconds, he gets all pouty and will whine and ask you to come back but instead, you kiss him on his shoulder or his chest, he loves it when you pick random spots to kiss or run your fingers along. When you are the one being teased he likes to worship your body, he’ll kiss you from head to toe, his fingers dancing across your skin, and his hair tickling the inside of your thighs ever so slightly. He’ll pull away a few times, but you can never guess when he’ll do it or for how long he’ll do it, he thinks it’s more exciting like that.

•Exhibition

-Those giant windows in his living room come in handy when he's feeling extra risky, since he knows that’s the closet he can get to doing anything anywhere really public he always limits it to in front of those giant windows, in his car in an empty parking lot (with probably his own music playing...Move most likely lol), one of the dance practice rooms, the recording studio, an empty dressing room, and one of the bathrooms in the sm building

-Presses you against the glass while telling you to look out the window at all of the people he'll be fucking you and will be like "Does it feel good? Do you like being watched?" Loves it when you play into it and mention how it makes you excited to think about someone catching him fucking you. He especially likes it when you can't keep your voice down and will whimper and bite him to stay quiet.

•Kissing

-He has a rule about kissing him in front of other people because he knows how you both get and even though he's into public play, he'd rather not fuck you in front of his manager (in front of SHINee is a different story though but I'll save that for another day) the minute he kisses you he's itching for more

-Kisses you while fucking you, he likes to see your face when he's fucking you because he wants to be able to kiss you. Pillowy lips + A1 stroke game + Pretty moans = Lee Taemin. He'd even make out with you while grinding against you, he'll even pull you off your knees when you're giving him head and kiss you right after

JONGHYUN

•Hair pulling

-Isn't the "Pull and hold type" he's the "pull and keep pulling" type, he'll pull your hair while you kissing and yank your head back by your hair, and sometimes he'll be playing in your hair, and will randomly pull it because he just loves the way you react

-He won't pull your hair if you're on your knees but he will while he's fucking you, your scalp will get sore from the pulling but he feels so good inside of you that you don't even care

•Biting

-Sometimes you'll playfully bite him while you're out and nibble on his shoulder or his bicep and he'll give you that bedroom look to warn you, or he'll bite you and it'll start as a joke but then he'll bite even harder and will go from biting you on your shoulder or arm and then will move up to your neck and game over when he gets there, no turning back when he finally gets excited

-He fucks you in whatever position gets his mouth the closet to your shoulders, neck, and lips, he loves the feeling of your skin in his mouth, the way you sound, it makes him so excited (he's a vampire like frl) and he loves the way your teeth feel against his skin, he doesn't like it when you try to hold back and will bite him softly, he wants you to bite him to the point that he leaves a mark. He'll have you sit on his lap while he fingers you and he'll let you bite him, in short, he loves biting

•Eye Contact

-The softer sweeter side of him loves eye contact the last and lingers. He loves how pretty your eyes are, and he always makes sure to look you in the eyes before kissing you, he’ll sit in front of you and just stare for a second then lean in a kiss you, eye contact with you gives him butterflies and because he has the prettiest eyes to ever exist you love it just as much.

-During sex, he’ll go slow, caress your face, smile a little, and look you in the eyes while telling you that you look so pretty, he’d be glistening in sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead, his lips slightly red with your kisses scattered over his skin (soon to be covered by the makeup artists lol) and breathing heavily as he tries his best to hold himself together and keep the romantic atmosphere.

•Praise

-He's always complimenting you, no matter what, but you know when that switch goes off in his head and it goes from compliments to praise from the way his tone will change. He'll go from "You look so nice today." To "You're so pretty baby, who's my pretty girl? Huh?" And "Wow, this is so good baby." To "Such a good girl, you like being a good girl for me baby?"

-He'll be fucking you and will hold you against his chest from behind while whispering in your ear that you take him so well, he'll tell you that you're doing such a good job and will encourage you to be louder, he'll call you pretty, kiss your entire body, tell you that you look so beautiful when you cum for him and will praise when he's done and shower you in love and kisses.

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mymoodwriting · 3 months

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Request for Anon (Exs To Lovers With Idol!Taemin) 1.9k, exs to lovers au, idol au, idol reader, awkwardness, singing, tears, confessions, apologies, dancing (@starillusion13)

“Too young, too dumb to realize…”

Taemin perked up when he heard a familiar voice, looking around for the source. His manager noticed his confusion and gestured over to the TV. A music video was playing, and then he knew why he recognized the voice. It was yours, your beautiful voice and face on the screen. You were having a comeback. He didn’t keep up with your activities, but it seemed that this song had gone viral and was being played everywhere. His manager was about to change it, but he was okay with letting it play. It’s been a long while since he’s heard you sing.

“Shoulda gave you all my hours, when I had the chance…”

The video showed you going around with who seemed to be playing as your boyfriend. You were going on dates, but after a moment it would show you doing all these things alone. It was a bit amusing, given that this was all familiar to him. This was a heartbreak song after all. He understood the words, the meaning they held, and who it was meant for. He couldn’t help but wonder if your fans knew who this was about too. The older ones probably did, but the newer ones may not.

“Now I’ll never, never get to clean up the mess I made, and that haunts me every time I close my eyes…”

This song was one of your originals. Something you had probably been working on for years, and were only able to release it now. Your contract had been up for renewal recently, so you probably negotiated for this, and more. Although it made him wonder, if this song was going viral, was that a good thing or a bad thing.

“Although it hurts, I’ll be the first to say, I was wrong, I know I’m probably much too late to try and apologize for my mistakes but I just want you to know…”

Taemin was interrupted out of his thoughts when his stylist told him that they were done and he was ready to go. He finished dressing, glancing over at TV to see the end of it all. You had some flowers in your hand, walking in a garden when you spotted your ex-boyfriend with another. The flowers fell to the floor, the petals scattering in the wind.

“I hope she buys you flowers, I hope she holds your hand, gives you all her hours when she has the chance, takes you to every party ‘cause I remember how much you love to dance… do all the things I should’ve done, when I was with you… do all the things I should’ve done… when I was with you…”

🖤

“Taemin, are you alright?”

“Hm?”

“You seem a little bit out of it.”

“I’m fine…”

“It’s the video isn’t it?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Anyone who knows anything about anything knows that song was about you.” His manager said. “Don’t know why she’s dragging this all up to the surface now but-

“I’m fine.”

“Taemin, I’m not asking cause I want to bring this up, but… one of your upcoming schedules is with her.”

“What?”

“It’s a variety show, and she was a last minute addition due to her song going viral. Your schedules never lined up back then, so this would be a first, but I understand if you don’t want to do it. There’s no problem canceling. More attention would be on her anyway.”

“I’m not canceling.”

“Taemin-”

“It’s all in the past anyway. I have no problem facing her.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes. I can’t avoid her forever anyway, not in this industry.”

Taemin was trying to be strong, but he was nervous. He hadn’t seen you in so long he wasn’t sure what you’d be like. Upon arriving at the location he saw that his dressing room was right next to yours. He could hear his manager already making a fuss about it but he said nothing. That is until he walked in and found some flowers on the table. Taemin didn’t pay them any mind and began preparing for the show. He was a bit nervous whenever he heard a knock, expecting you, but it never was. He thought he’d see you before the show, but instead he saw you when he went to the stage. You were sitting next to each other.

“Hi, Taemin, it’s nice to see you again.”

“Yeah.”

The show went on as he expected. He had done many of these before. It was a bit strange to be here with you though, given that he never shared a stage with you. His gaze couldn’t help but linger on you, seeing you smile and laugh. You had gotten good at the whole idol business. After all the games and pranks everyone was winding down. That’s when the host asked you about your latest hit.

“I honestly never expected such a song from you.” The host admitted. “Even today, you’re so full of energy and joyful. How is it that you wrote such a heartbreaking song?”

“Ah, well, as you said, I’m usually so cheerful, and I wanted to do something different this time. I wanted to be honest and deep, especially with my fans. There’s more to me than just my smile.”

“Truly. Tell me, was there something, or someone, in mind while you wrote this? It really seems like this song comes from the heart.”

“It does. Honestly this song was written for someone, and I’m sure they know who they are.”

“Oh, are you really just gonna tease us like this?”

“I won’t say anything more about who I wrote this for.”

“Wow, it makes it all the more interesting. Speaking of, Taemin.”

“Hm?”

“The song is a bit similar to yours isn’t it? 2 Kids.”

“Ah, a bit. They’re both songs about heartbreak.” Taemin explained. “Although they’re in different stages. When I Was With You takes place at the end of the heartache, when one has moved on, leaving the other to reminisce about the past. We see our main character let go, expressing their regrets, and wishing their former lover the best. Whereas 2 Kids focuses on the beginning of heartbreak, still feeling the pain and full of regret for their actions, swimming in the what ifs of the relationship.”

“Wow, very insightful. So then how do you feel about y/n’s song? Do you think the intended party would like it?”

“I mean… I can feel the heart in it, the sincerity, so I would hope the recipient understands the other’s feelings, but I’m not so sure if it would end in forgiveness.”

Things shifted gears from there, trying to create a lighter atmosphere before the end of the show. You honestly don’t know how you kept your cool. To be fair there was plenty going on around you to distract yourself. Once done filming you chatted with some of the other stars there, getting many congratulations on your win. Taemin was nowhere to be seen, which you expected. You didn’t think he’d want to see you, especially after being forced to sit next to you, and answering questions about your song. After you spoke with everyone you went back to your dressing room, ready to get your things and get going.

“We were just two kids… too young and dumb…”

You were startled by finding Taemin in your dressing room. As soon as the initial shock passed you got a bit shy, lowering your gaze.

“Hi… how… how you been? Good I suppose, since you got great music and a successful career.”

“Congratulations on your comeback win.”

“Ta… thanks…”

“Hm…”

It was silent for a moment, a long while actually. All you knew was Taemin was sitting on the couch, but you could feel his gaze on you. This was probably your only chance to be honest, so you had to be.

“I’m sorry, Taemin.” You said nervously. “I don’t expect your forgiveness or anything, but I had to say it. I’m really sorry. I hope we’re not awkward in the future, and I’ll do my best not to bother you either.”

“Y/n.” There was a knock at the door. “We need to get going.”

“I’ll be out in a bit.” You bowed to Taemin. “It really was nice seeing you again.”

You went to grab your things when you suddenly heard a lock, looking back to see Taemin locking the door.

“Taemin-”

“What are you sorry for?”

“I…”

“Tell me honestly.”

You took a breath. “I’m sorry for all the miscommunication… for not realizing how much you needed me, and not treating you right. I was dumb, unsure of what we were, and instead of speaking to you about it I kept it a secret. As if I’d get the answer somehow. I was filled with doubts and that ate me up from the inside. You’re such a star, an incredible person on and off the stage, I couldn’t see myself standing by your side. I thought I was more of a burden to you than anything else. I’m so sorry… I shouldn’t have been so scared to be honest with you, but instead I took the easy way out. I regret hurting you, and I’m sorry for everything I did.”

“If you could go back… would you change anything?”

“Yes… I’d do better by you… treat you better and be someone you could be proud of…”

You didn’t know when the tears had started falling. You didn’t want to cry in front of Taemin, not like this. You wanted to leave, but you could feel the pain in your chest, finally able to speak the truth. The tears blurred your vision and you tried to be quiet. You were so focused on yourself you didn’t notice Taemin stepping towards you, not until he reached for your hands, taking them in his and pulling you close. As you dried your tears your eyes met Taemin’s, seeing the bits of tears he was holding back too. Without realizing you two started slow dancing, moving gently, side to side.

“Sing for me.” Taemin requested. “Your song.”

“… too young… too dumb… to realize… that I should’ve bought you flowers…”

“You don’t need to get me flowers.”

“… and held your hand…”

“Hold them tight.” Taemin pressed a kiss against your hand. “Like this.”

“… shoulda gave you all my hours… when I had the chance…”

“We’re both busy with our careers, but we can set time aside for each other. I don’t want you to stress yourself out.”

“… take you to every party… cause I remember how much you love to dance…”

“We don’t need parties, I just want to dance with you like this.”

You wound up resting your head against Taemin’s chest as you both moved together. Hearing his heartbeat, the soothing rhythm, it made a few more silent tears fall.

“I didn’t like your music video.”

“Huh?”

“It hurt to see you so happy and sad back to back. It was wrong.”

“Was it?”

“I never want to see you sad, and I want to be the reason you’re happy.”

‘Taemin…”

“Hm?”

“Can we… can we really try again?”

“What do you think?”

“I know better now, I won’t hide… and I have so many things I never did for you…”

“I’d like to try again too.” Taemin pressed a kiss against your head. “Do you still have my number?”

“Of course.”

“Call me.”

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I can read your smile - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter 10 - Before your date

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Chapter 9 | Chapter 11

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Chapter 10 - Before your date

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~2 months later~

~Crystal's POV~

I was in the kitchen lazily making something to eat, when I heard the front door open.

It's been two months since I've last seen Minho, and we haven't spoken too much while he was away, either. Just a quick text here and there where he asked me if the house is okay or if anything interesting happened.

He came through the door with a big luggage and a smile on his face, and despite the blatant rejection two months ago when he broke my heart, I really missed him. The distance helped clear my head, and I was almost sure I was romantically over him, and ready to be just his friend and roommate. Just like before Taemin's birthday.

It was going to be okay.

"Hey!" He spoke happily, seeing me. "It's good to be home."

"Welcome back!" I smiled and went over to him, and we hugged. "How was the trip?"

"It was so fun!" He replied. "The ocean was so beautiful, and the people very friendly. My family and I had a great time!"

"I'm so happy to hear!" I smiled genuinely. It was good that the awkward atmosphere between us didn't seem to stick. I didn't want to remember that suffocating feeling.

"Oh, and I brought you something!" He rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a small, brown paper bag. "Open it!"

Inside the bag was a beautiful handmade bracelet with my name on it, made of small dark blue crystals.

"Oh my, this is so beautiful! Thank you so much!" I exclaimed, putting it on my left wrist.

"I'm glad you like it." He smiled, watching fondly as I was admiring the bracelet.

"So, besides cruising the ocean and swimming the days off, what else did you do?" I asked him as I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, handing it to him once he took off his shoes.

"I... met someone, I think." He said, slight hesitation in his tone.

"Really? Wow!" I exclaimed, surprised. "Nice, that's amazing!"

I tried to feel happy for him. I moved on, and he met someone, and that was good – no, that was great!

Still, I kept thinking... why not me?

It was dumb to ponder on what could've been.

It wasn't.

It isn't.

And it won't be.

So I just have to be happy for Minho and his new girlfriend, and root for them.

"Yea... my cousin introduced us. She seems like a really nice girl. I still have to get to know her better, though."

"I hope it works out for you. Truly." I smiled.

"Thank you, Crystal. How have you been?"

"You know, just the usual. Work, home, work, home... and my summer withered away." I joked.

"Sounds like fun." He laughed.

"Yea. I was making something to eat. Want some?" I offered him, and he nodded so we headed to the kitchen together while I cooked some rice and butter chicken.

Minho told me about all the fun activities he did during the holiday, how he didn't apply enough SPF and got sunburnt the first week, then had to rest inside for a few days until his skin healed, he told me how polite the locals were, and told me more about the girl he started to date.

I found out that 'date' is a big word, since they've actually only met that one time the cousin introduced them, but apparently, they've been texting for the past month.

"So, why not meet up with her these days, before Uni starts?" I asked. "We still have almost two weeks."

"She doesn't live in our city, unfortunately." He replied dejected. "But she will come and visit next weekend."

"Oop. Should I talk to Lydia and Jude and go away for a few days?" I asked him, and he got confused.

"Why would you?"

"Uhm... I mean, so you can be alone when you... bring her over?"

Minho looked at me puzzled for a few seconds, and then it clicked.

"Oh. OHHHH." He exclaimed, and I started to laugh. "No, Crystal. This is your home too. I'll just get a hotel room if..." He started, but stopped in the middle of the sentence and gestured randomly with his hands.

I drank a big gulp of water.

"I was thinking of taking her out, but I haven't decided where to." Minho spoke immediately after, placing his elbow on the table and his head in his palm.

"Why don't you come to my restaurant? It might not be as fancy as other places, but the food is good, and I work next Friday, so I'll take good care of you!"

"Will you now?" Minho raised a brow teasingly.

"Of course! I'll even give you a dessert on the house!"

"Hmm. Sounds good." He smiled, and I regretted inviting him immediately. I wasn't sure if it was going to hurt seeing him with someone else, or if I was truly over him, but next Friday would surely tell.

~next Friday~

"Why are you stressing out so much?" I chuckled seeing Minho come out in the hallway a few times and rummaging through his shoes, taking out the same pair over and over.

"I don't know what to wear, it feels like none of my clothes fit these shoes I bought." Minho chuckled and showed me the pair he was talking about. They were elegant, shiny, leather black shoes, and must've cost a fortune. "I should've bought a new suit or something." He contemplated.

"Come on, you have a lot of clothes." I laughed at him. He was being so childish and pouty, it was kinda cute.

"Why don't we go shopping?" He asked, looking at me with his big doe eyes, and I folded.

Minho drove us to a shopping centre close to our home that I've never been to before. The entrance to it was quite spectacular: it was a large glass ball, and the whole mall was made of glass.

We entered and started walking around, when Minho spotted a café.

"Hey, why don't we drink a coffee first?" He suggested, and started heading towards the small café without waiting for me to reply.

I noticed he tended to do that, when he really wanted me to do something and thought I might oppose the idea, especially when it came to him buying me things. Just like he did when I first moved in and he ordered food.

I chuckled to myself and followed him, and he helped me sit down at one of the tables.

"What would you like?" He asked, his eyes glimmering in the white light coming from the large windows.

"Hmm... maybe a strawberry milkshake?" I tilted my head reading the menu.

"Coming right up!" He spoke, which made me laugh. In just a few hours from now, I would be the one to tell him that, when I'll serve him and his date.

Speaking of – why does it feel like we are on a date?

That's a dumb thought to have, Crystal.

Friends are allowed to hang out and drink milkshakes from cute glasses and go shopping.

There's nothing more to it.

I shook the thought away as quickly as it came and watched as Minho brought back my milkshake and a coffee for himself. Sipping on it, the flavours of the milkshake were amazingly rich, and it was delicious.

"It's so good!" I exclaimed.

"Is it?" Minho chuckled.

"Better than your sad coffee." I mocked him after seeing him taste it and grimace from the strong flavour.

"Yea? I doubt it."

"It is!" I protested and crossed my arms in front of my chest and pouted.

He laughed and leaned over the table grabbing my milkshake.

"Oh yea? Let's see!" He said, and sipped so much of it, it must've only been half left once he was done.

"Minho!!! How dare you!!!" I exclaimed shocked and did the same thing to him. I grabbed his coffee and chugged it down like a champ, and he gasped.

"No way!" He laughed.

"Bleah, it tastes like shit!" I grimaced as well. "You manipulated me into drinking your bad coffee!"

"And you fell right in my trap!" He laughed in an evil way, and I threw him a look.

He returned my milkshake and I pouted again, but still grabbed the glass and drank the rest of it, trying to get rid of the bitter coffee taste in my mouth.

Minho gave up on the coffee as well, and finally agreed with me that it was way too bitter, and when I was done with my milkshake, we stood up and went shopping.

Finding clothes for Minho was easy enough. He was built like a model, and no matter what he tried on, it looked amazing. We spent more time deciding on which colour he should get, and even though we went through lots of different suits, red, dark green, grey, dark grey, blue, teal and so many more other colours I don't even know the name of, he decided on a simple black suit and black turtleneck.

"Do you think I made the right choice?" He asked me as we exited the men's shop.

You could wear a burlap sack, and it would've still been the right choice, Minho. I wanted to say, but instead I assured him like a normal person. "Yes, the suit looks good."

"I'm glad you like it." He smiled.

Why? It's not like I have to be the one to like it. But yes, your date will like it very much, unless she's blind.

Of course, I didn't say that one either.

"We have one more thing to do now that we're done with me."

"Which is?" I raised a brow.

"I saw something in a store when I bought the shoes, and hopefully it's still there."

He walked quickly and I followed him to a woman's store. He seemed to know exactly where he wanted to go, and went directly to one of the aisles.

"This dress. What do you think?" He showed it to me.

It was a beautiful, short off-the shoulder white sundress with red buttons closing the dress off from the décolletage, following the whole length of the dress. What I noticed immediately about it was that the red buttons were actually small strawberries.

It was such a cute dress! I loved it!

Too bad it was 200$, and I could've never afforded it with my current salary, unless I saved for it for probably 3 months.

"It's so pretty!" I smiled. "Are you buying it for your date?"

"What?" Minho looked at me puzzled, then chuckled. "No, silly."

I was the one to look at him puzzled this time.

"Then?"

"It's for you."

"For me?" I asked, baffled.

"Yes, silly. It's for you." He grabbed it off the shelf and started walking towards the dressing rooms. "I would've gotten it right away, but I wanted you to try it on first to see if it's the right size."

"But... wait!" I ran after him. "What do you mean? Why?"

"Because you helped me pick up an outfit."

But that makes no sense. He said he saw it when he bought his shoes.

"Bullshit." I grabbed his arm and forced him to look at me. He sighed.

"I just liked it, and I think it would look great on you, so I wanted to buy it for you. Happy?"

"No. I can't just... accept a 200$ dress randomly like this, Minho." I frowned.

"Then consider it a late birthday present. I haven't gotten you anything for your birthday, anyway."

"And you didn't have to. I've never mentioned it was my birthday."

"Yes, you did. When you brought me that chocolate muffin." He frowned this time.

How did he...

"I'm sorry for not celebrating with you when you brought me that muffin, Crystal. I really regret it."

"But- how did you know?"

"Taemin's birthday. You mentioned your birthday was on 15th of June, and my game was on the 18th. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to do the math."

I stayed silent, not knowing what else I could tell him.

"Will you try on this dress and let me get it for you, to make me feel better for missing your birthday this year?" He pleaded with me, and I just nodded and grabbed the dress from his hand, going into the dressing room.

It was beautiful, and it fit me like a glove, and the fabric was so soft.

"How is it?" Minho asked after a while, while I was still examining myself in the mirror.

"So pretty." I spoke, and I pulled away the curtain, showing him how the dress fits.

"It's perfect." He smiled. "I knew you would like it, since it has those cute strawberry buttons."

"How did you know I like strawberries?"

"You mentioned it during truth or dare..." He chuckled briefly, and I was once again baffled, but I didn't let it show this time.

He paid attention to me during the game.

He tried to remember when my birthday was.

He even went shopping to find a gift – something he knew I would love – a sundress with cute strawberries.

But he's going on a date with someone else.

Why?

I'm confused.

Whatever.

It's fine.

Everything is fine.

I'm just confused, and it will pass.

It's normal to buy gifts for friends, especially on their birthday.

"So, shall we buy it, then?" He smiled brightly, and I nodded.

The first gift I've ever received was a bracelet with my name on it, and the second, this beautiful sundress with strawberry buttons. And I loved them both, and perhaps also the person who gave them to me, but I really didn't want to admit it.

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How Christmas Traditions Start - MinKey Oneshot

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Pairing: Minho x Key

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 3k words

Warnings: disgustingly sweet

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Summary:

Minho and Kibum go Christmas shopping and a new Christmas tradition starts.

Hello lovelys, I hope everyone is doing well and not getting sick during the Christmas season. Be prepared for some fluff.

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How Christmas Traditions Start

Shopping with Kibum has always presented a challenge, albeit with a touch of frustration. Nevertheless, Minho's excitement never wavers when his partner invites him to go shopping. Spending time with Kibum brings immense joy to Minho, to the extent that he still becomes giddy whenever he receives such an invitation. It surprises him every time.

Kibum, an independent and spirited individual, never allows being in a relationship to hinder his autonomy. He believes in asserting his individuality and insists on handling most tasks by himself. He claims it is a way of remaining true to himself and preserving harmony in his relationship with Minho. Kibum's occasional remarks about "killing" Minho, delivered with a sharp tongue and devoid of seriousness, have somehow managed to deepen Minho's affection for him.

Hence, today, Minho has taken the effort to dress elegantly, donning a shirt gifted to him by Kibum last Christmas. While he doesn't fully comprehend Kibum's reason for inviting him on this shopping excursion, he is certain there is a deeper meaning behind it.

"Minho, come here," Kibum calls out, beckoning him from the rack of Christmas jumpers.

Minho adores Christmas, especially now that he has someone to share the joy it brings. The festive lights, Christmas trees, decorations, and the cosy atmosphere all fill his heart with beauty.

Leaving the Christmas jumpers behind, Minho walks up to Kibum, resting his head on Kibum's shoulder and wrapping his arms around him. Their gazes fixate on the gold pack of baubles in Kibum's hands.

"We've already decorated our tree. Why do you want them?" Minho curiously asks.

"I want to redecorate it. Let's face it... the hot pink and leopard print theme we have going on might be a bit much when we have guests over for Christmas dinner," Kibum explains.

Minho feels a slight offence, even though he wasn't the one who chose those audacious baubles. He even accepted them without complaint when Kibum brought them home. However, despite the oddity of their Christmas tree resembling something out of a brothel, Minho has grown attached to its unique appearance.

"No," Minho responds firmly.

"What?" Kibum questions, perplexed.

"But I don't want to change it to gold. That's too conventional, Kibum. You despise anything ordinary!"

Kibum huffs and playfully pinches Minho's hand, causing a surprised yelp. "Well, we'll have to find a compromise then. I'll do something for you if you let me change our hideous tree."

Minho ponders for a moment their tree isn't truly hideous, and that Kibum probably doesn't genuinely think it is either. Suddenly, an idea strikes him. He knows Kibum would never agree to it unless it was part of a deal, and this idea is simply amazing.

"Okay," Minho agrees.

"Okay?" Kibum questions, unsure why Minho changed his mind so quickly, as convincing Minho to do something he doesn't want to do usually takes ages.

"Yeah, okay," Minho confirms.

"Alright then..." Kibum responds, still somewhat uncertain. Nevertheless, he proceeds to fill his basket with beautiful golden baubles and tinsel.

Minho watches, still holding Kibum in his arms, contemplating how peculiar it is for Kibum to desire such commonplace decorations. He sighs, realising there isn't much he can do but support Kibum's decision. He suggests, "We should also get different coloured lights, not hot pink. How about warm white fairy lights?"

"Yeah, go get them," Kibum orders.

Minho sets off to the other side of the shop to retrieve the lights. On his way, something catches his eye—something marvellous. Warmth and excitement flood his being. His previous idea of making Kibum wash all the dishes during their Christmas gathering completely fades away.

This new idea is something Kibum would never agree to unless it was part of a deal, and Kibum is quite resolute about his deals. It's truly astonishing.

He needs to discuss it with Kibum before they leave. Minho continues on his adventure to find the fairy lights and eventually returns to Kibum, who is currently examining fake golden light-up presents.

"I got them, Bumie," Minho announces with an exuberant smile, shaking the lights in front of Kibum's face.

"Good. Now, shall we get the presents or the reindeer?" Kibum asks.

Minho carefully evaluates both options and decides, "Let's go with the reindeer. We'll already be placing presents under the tree."

Kibum hums in agreement.

They wander around the shop, steadily filling their basket until it overflows with items, to the point where they should have grabbed a shopping trolly.

"Okay, let's go pay and head home," Kibum suggests.

"Not yet, there's one more thing we need to get," Minho declares.

"Minho, we've been here for four hours, and my feet are killing me. Couldn't you have gotten it earlier? Why wait until the last minute?" Kibum complains, exasperatedly.

"Just one more thing," Minho insists.

Kibum lets out a sigh of frustration but follows Minho nonetheless.

As they approach the section that fulfils Minho's deal, his heart starts racing, and visions of how incredible it will be flash before his eyes.

When they arrive, Minho turns around, his face beaming with joy, until he notices Kibum's sceptical expression.

"These," he points at the matching boyfriend pyjama set, "let's get these couple's Christmas pyjamas."

"No," Kibum replies bluntly.

Minho pouts at his lover's straightforwardness. "Please, it's something I really want us to do."

"Min... I'm gay, right? But this is even gayer than me, not to mention tacky," Kibum deadpans.

Minho finds this ridiculous. Couple's pyjamas are not tacky; hot pink and leopard print baubles are tacky, not their matching pyjamas.

"No, they're not tacky. It's cute, and I genuinely want to snuggle with you on our sofa, wearing matching PJs while we watch Christmas films," Minho sulks, pushing out his bottom lip as far as possible.

"Fine!" Kibum huffs, tilting his head up and looking away.

Minho has won, and he has never felt happier about winning anything else in his entire life.

After successfully persuading Kibum to get the couple's Christmas pyjamas, Minho's heart swells with joy. He can hardly contain his excitement as they make their way to the cashier to pay for their purchases. The anticipation of wearing matching pyjamas and snuggling with Kibum fills him with warmth and happiness.

Once they return home, Minho eagerly helps Kibum carry the shopping bags inside. He can barely contain his enthusiasm, knowing that soon they will be able to enjoy their cosy evening together. As they enter their living room, Minho immediately heads to their bedroom to change into his pyjamas.

He carefully unpacks the pyjama set, revelling in the softness of the fabric. The design is festive, with a pattern of cute reindeer and snowflakes. Minho quickly slips into his pair, feeling a sense of contentment and anticipation for what's to come.

When Minho returns to the living room, Kibum is already there, dressed in his own set of matching pyjamas. Minho's heart skips a beat at the sight of his lover wearing the same outfit. He can't help but admire how adorable and cosy Kibum looks, his heart swelling with affection.

Settling onto the sofa together, they snuggle up under a warm blanket, their matching pyjamas adding an extra layer of closeness. They decide to watch their favourite Christmas movie, their fingers intertwined as they share laughs and tender moments throughout the film.

In the midst of the movie, Kibum rests his head on Minho's shoulder, their legs entangled. Minho wraps his arm around his lover, relishing in the warmth and comfort of their togetherness. The couple's pyjamas serve as a symbol of their love and commitment to each other, creating a sense of unity and connection.

As the movie comes to an end, they exchange sweet kisses and whispers of affection. It's a magical evening filled with love, laughter, and the joy of being with the person who means the world to them.

From that day forward, wearing their couple's Christmas pyjamas became a cherished tradition for Minho and Kibum. Each year, they eagerly await the holiday season, excited to indulge in cosy moments together and create lasting memories.

The couple's pyjamas serve as a reminder of their shared happiness and the love they have for each other. It's a small gesture that brings them closer and strengthens their bond, reminding them of the joy and warmth that the holiday season brings.

And so, Minho and Kibum continue to celebrate Christmas in their own unique and special way, cherishing every moment they spend together, whether it's shopping for unconventional decorations or snuggling up in their matching Christmas pyjamas. Their love story is a testament to the beauty of finding joy and connection in the little things, making every holiday season a time of love, laughter, and cherished memories.

The End

A few more little bits

Minho and Kibum have a few other special activities planned for the holiday season. They enjoy creating their own traditions and finding unique ways to celebrate together:

Advent Calendar Surprise: To add an element of excitement to the holiday season, Minho and Kibum create a personalised advent calendar for each other. They take turns surprising each other with small gifts or thoughtful gestures every day leading up to Christmas. These surprises can range from handwritten notes expressing their love and appreciation to small tokens of affection or even planning special date nights. It's a delightful way for them to show their thoughtfulness and make each day feel special.

Winter Wonderland Walks: Minho and Kibum love taking leisurely walks together, especially during the winter season. They make it a point to explore different neighbourhoods and parks adorned with beautiful holiday decorations and lights. They often visit local Christmas markets, enjoying the festive atmosphere, indulging in seasonal treats, and browsing through the unique handmade crafts. These walks provide them with an opportunity to soak in the magic of the season and create cherished memories while enjoying each other's company.

Homemade Holiday Treats: Minho and Kibum have a shared passion for cooking and baking. During the holiday season, they dedicate a day to baking delicious treats together. They choose recipes for festive cookies, cakes, or traditional holiday dishes and spend the day in the kitchen, laughing, tasting the batter, and creating delectable treats. The aroma of freshly baked goods fills their home, and they often share these treats with friends, family, or even host a cosy holiday gathering.

Volunteer Work: Giving back to the community is important to both Minho and Kibum. During the holiday season, they actively search for volunteer opportunities or participate in charitable events. They might volunteer at a local food bank, donate toys to children in need, or participate in fundraising events for charitable organisations. Engaging in these activities together reinforces their shared values and strengthens their bond as they work towards making a positive impact in their community.

These activities allow Minho and Kibum to create lasting memories, deepen their connection, and find joy in the spirit of the holiday season. Whether it's through thoughtful gestures, exploring the festive atmosphere, indulging in delicious treats, or giving back to others, they find ways to make the holidays special and meaningful for themselves and those around them.

About the advent

Minho and Kibum put a lot of thought and effort into making their advent calendar surprises special for each other. They aim to create meaningful and personalised gestures that reflect their love and thoughtfulness. Here are a few ways they make their advent calendar surprises special:

Tailored to Individual Interests: Minho and Kibum know each other's interests, hobbies, and preferences very well. They use this knowledge to curate surprises that resonate with the other person's passions. For example, Minho loves photography, Kibum will surprise him with a new camera accessory or a photography workshop. Similarly, Kibum enjoys painting, Minho will gift him high-quality paints or a visit to a local art exhibition. By tailoring the surprises to their individual interests, they show how well they know and appreciate each other.

Handwritten Notes and Love Letters: Words hold immense power, and Minho and Kibum understand this. They often include handwritten notes or love letters as surprise gifts in their advent calendar. These heartfelt messages express their love, admiration, and gratitude for each other. They reflect on their journey together, recall cherished memories, and share their hopes and dreams for the future. These written expressions of love add an intimate and personal touch to the advent calendar surprises, reminding each other of their deep connection.

Acts of Service: Minho and Kibum believe that actions speak louder than words. They incorporate acts of service into their advent calendar surprises to show their love and support. For example, Kibum surprises Minho with a day off from chores and take care of all the house cleaning himself. In return, Minho surprises Kibum with a relaxing spa day at home, complete with a bubble bath, soothing music, and a massage. These acts of service not only provide a break from everyday responsibilities but also demonstrate their commitment to making each other's lives easier and more enjoyable.

Shared Experiences: Minho and Kibum value quality time spent together. They often include surprises in the advent calendar that focus on shared experiences. It could be planning a romantic picnic in the park, organising a movie night with their favourite films and snacks, or even arranging a weekend getaway to a cosy cabin in the mountains. These surprises allow them to create lasting memories and strengthen their bond as they enjoy special moments together.

Thoughtful Tokens: Minho and Kibum appreciate the power of small, thoughtful gestures. They include tokens of affection in their advent calendar surprises that hold sentimental value. These could be personalised keychains, engraved jewellery, or even small trinkets that hold a special meaning to their relationship. The thought and effort put into these tokens make them cherished keepsakes that serve as reminders of their love and the joy they bring to each other's lives.

By tailoring their advent calendar surprises to individual interests, including heartfelt messages, performing acts of service, creating shared experiences, and giving thoughtful tokens, Minho and Kibum infuse their surprises with love, thoughtfulness, and a deep understanding of each other. These gestures make their advent calendar a source of excitement, joy, and anticipation, deepening their connection throughout the holiday season.

Minho and Kibum have developed specific traditions and rituals associated with their advent calendar surprises. These traditions add an extra layer of excitement and anticipation to their holiday season:

Opening Surprises Together: Minho and Kibum make it a point to open their advent calendar surprises together every day. They set aside a specific time, usually in the evening, to gather around the advent calendar and unveil the surprise of the day. This shared ritual allows them to bond, enjoy the surprises together, and savour the anticipation leading up to Christmas.

Alternate Surprise Days: To keep the element of surprise alive, Minho and Kibum alternate the responsibility of planning the surprises. One year, Minho might plan surprises for odd-numbered days, while Kibum plans surprises for even-numbered days. The next year, they switch roles. This alternation allows both partners to take an active role in creating a sense of wonder and delight throughout the holiday season.

Reflecting on the Surprise: After each surprise is revealed, Minho and Kibum take a moment to reflect on it. They discuss the thought behind the surprise, why it is significant, and how it made them feel.

Advent Calendar Scavenger Hunt: Occasionally, Minho and Kibum incorporate a scavenger hunt into their advent calendar surprises. Instead of finding a surprise directly in the calendar, they discover clues that lead them to the surprise hidden somewhere in their home. This adds an extra layer of fun and excitement as they work together to solve the clues and find their surprise.

Creating Advent Calendar Memories: Minho and Kibum keep a journal or a scrapbook to document their advent calendar surprises each year. They write down their reactions, capture photos of the surprises, and jot down any special moments or memories associated with them. This tradition allows them to reminisce about past holiday seasons, and it serves as a keepsake of their love and the joy they share.

Sharing Gratitude: As they open their advent calendar surprises, Minho and Kibum take a moment to express gratitude for each other and the surprises they receive. They share what they appreciate most about the surprise and how it enhances their connection. This practice fosters a sense of gratitude and reinforces their appreciation for each other's thoughtfulness.

Minho and Kibum's traditions and rituals for their advent calendar evolved organically over time as they celebrated multiple holiday seasons together. They experimented with different ideas, incorporated their personal preferences, and discovered what brought them the most joy and connection. Here's how they came up with these traditions:

Communication and Collaboration: Minho and Kibum believe in open and honest communication in their relationship. When they first started the advent calendar tradition, they discussed their expectations, desires, and ideas for making it special. They shared their thoughts on what they wanted to experience during the holiday season and collaborated on creating a unique advent calendar tradition that suited their relationship.

Reflection on Past Experiences: After each holiday season, Minho and Kibum reflected on their advent calendar surprises and activities. They discussed what they enjoyed the most, what made them feel closer, and what they would like to do differently in the future.

Incorporating Personal Interests and Passions: Minho and Kibum recognized the importance of incorporating their individual interests and passions into their advent calendar surprises. They took cues from each other's hobbies, desires, and preferences, ensuring that the surprises reflected their unique personalities.

Inspiration from Others: Minho and Kibum found inspiration from various sources, including books, movies, online resources, and conversations with friends and family. They explored different ideas and traditions associated with advent calendars and adapted them to suit their own relationship. They were open to inspiration from different sources, which allowed them to infuse their tradition with creativity and novelty.

Trial and Error: Minho and Kibum didn't expect to have everything figured out from the beginning. They embraced the trial-and-error approach and were open to experimenting with different ideas. Some surprises and activities worked well and became part of their tradition, while others didn't resonate as much and were discarded or modified.

Evolution over Time: Minho and Kibum allowed their advent calendar tradition to evolve naturally as their relationship grew and changed. They adapted the traditions to their current circumstances, incorporating new ideas and rituals that reflected their evolving interests and priorities. They embraced the flexibility to make adjustments and welcomed the opportunity for their tradition to grow alongside their relationship.

By combining effective communication, reflection on past experiences, personalization, inspiration from various sources, trial and error, and allowing for evolution over time, Minho and Kibum created meaningful traditions and rituals for their advent calendar that hold significance and bring them closer during the holiday season.

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed these two endearing idiots and I also think hot pink and leopard print baubles would be very cute and not tacky at all.

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