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youaremycosmo · 3 months

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《all mine. all yours.》 taemin x reader scenario

Yeah, as always - i finished my latest idea, not what's waiting in the line XD so today husband&dad taemin is attacking again with his cuteness 💞 what a miserable dad, what would he do if he was a father of two? *runs away laughing * btw. this airport look is e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

Word count// 1,435 words

Pairing// Taemin x you

Summary// Taemin after a month's break is going back to work, clearly pissed off he needs to go abroad for one day. Saying goodbye to you and his daughter is just endless as he can't be apart from the family even for a second.

Genre// fluffiest fluff

Warnings// if you're allergic to cuteness, don't read MASTERLIST

- Aish, why does this performance have to be in Japan? - Taemin whined again, crouching down to put on his shoes. He was like this all yesterday, and then today, almost making a scene while packing his things and documents.

You giggled under your nose for the hundredth time in the last hour and glanced at little Taerinnie in your arms. When she was born, Taem took a really long break from his work as a dancer to focus on helping you to take care of the baby. You both could afford it and you were extremely thankful to him, as being a mom, especially in the first days, was really stressful. Eventually, he needed to come back to work, but what caused his dissatisfaction from the very first week was this trip to Osaka. That meant he had to be away from home just for that one night, but it already seemed like the end of the world to Tae.

- Because Baekhyun is performing in Japan, duh - you mocked him a little, observing carefully what he has chosen to wear. - Everything will be fine, you need rest from us too - you assured your husband, trying somehow to calm him down.

- How can I rest from my family? - he asked, even more outraged by your words. - I need to be by your side all the time, what if something happens and i won’t be around you? - Taem stood up, running a hand through his long, brown hair. Every hairstyle looked good on him, but there was something special in these messy strands which curled up in the ends.

- I’m sure there won’t be this kind of situation - you said with certainty. - It’s just one night. We’ll be fine, for sure - you switched your attention towards Taerin again. She calmly wandered with her curious eyes over everything possible, while moving her little hands. This little cutie patootie looked surprised by everyone and everything, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. Taerinnie was already a month old, but she still seemed so small and vulnerable, making you feel touched every time you held her. - Don't look at other men, okay? - he admonished you seriously, taking a few steps towards you.

You groaned softly, frowning. - Ah, how can I look at other men while wearing tracksuits and sitting at home? - you asked indignantly, and Taemin chuckled, clearly amused by that. - Have you seen yourself? - you reached your hand to his brown, oversized jacket, sighing desperately. Saying he got more handsome every year was surely an understatement. He just looked extremely good today, too good for your poor being and hormones which were slowly starting to regulate, allowing you to notice a little more than just Taerinnie. - I should be the one telling you not to look at anyone else, although... it makes no sense, someone will pick on you anyway, because you look so handsome - you muttered resignedly, letting these naughty thoughts out.

Your compliment clearly pleased Taemin, who stared at you lovingly. - My darling, somehow... I have to adjust to my beautiful wife. Look how much i had to do, only to match this pretty baby - he said with full conviction, and you snorted quietly. He said it on purpose, but you couldn't help feeling your heart beating faster while hearing those words.

- You should leave now, or you’ll be late - you reminded Tae, but your hand was still on his chest, not wanting to let go of him. This charming bare face, messy hair, simple but perfectly fitted outfit were affecting you so much today. Taemin leaned down towards Taerin gently, causing her eyes to move to his face. His hand began to gently stroke her little head while the finger of his other hand slipped into her fist. - Be good for mommy, yeah? Don't cry too much at night, because mommy needs to sleep… Aigo, aigo… - he pouted a little, when Taerin’s pacifier slid out from her dad-alike lips. It was corrected as quickly by him - Dad will come soon, I promise. And he will buy you something nice - he assured in a lovely voice, finally pressing his full lips on her forehead. For a few more seconds Tae stared at her with a tender smile, as if he wanted to remember this sight with all his might. After a moment did he look at you, wrapping his arms around your waist, careful not to crush Taerinnie in your arms, but to hug you both.

- Any special requests, my princess? - he asked just as tenderly, caressing your side. Taemin always made sure you feel loved, especially when his attention was now divided to two girls in the home. You allowed yourself to think about it for a while, but finally shook your head. There was simply nothing in your mind to ask for.

- Nothing? Then I'll think of something myself - he chuckled, leaning slightly to your ear. - Will some cute thongs for this equally cute baby be okay? - he asked in a playful voice, his warm breath enfolding your ear.

- Tae - you punched his arm lightly, embarrassed by this proposition. You could be sure now Taem will come back with some piece of pink lingerie, already prepared for the time you two could have sex again.

- I'm going to miss my girls really badly - he said more quietly and seriously, kissing your forehead. - I'm going to miss my beautiful wife and my adorable daughter so, so much - you felt his thumb lightly stroke your side.

- We'll miss you too - you admitted with a smile, your faces only centimeters apart. Taemin moved even closer, connecting your lips in a delicate kiss. At first it was just an innocent brush of lips, but you held his neck with your hand, deepening the kiss and allowing yourself this moment of complete oblivion, closing your eyes. Your heart skipped a beat as Taem willingly allowed you to do this, giving himself completely to you. You pulled away from each other with slightly deepened breaths, your cheeks slightly flushed as a wave of shyness suddenly flooded your mind.

Your hand carefully slid down, releasing him. It should be nothing special, after all, you've been kissing like this for many years. However, your daughter's presence made love, true, sincere love, completely outweigh any lust.

- Sorry, we shouldn't... - you glanced at Taerinnie, blushing. You were suddenly embarrassed that you had allowed yourself to feel what you felt for Tae in this short moment, waking up woman in mommy state.

- We should - he replied almost immediately, reaching for your chin and making you look into his dark eyes. - I'm not talking about having sex in front of her, but... why should we be ashamed of the fact that we love each other? If we weren't a great couple, she wouldn't be here at all - he gave you his most charming smile and pecked your lips once again. - I'll see you tomorrow - Taem said in a low voice, kissing the top of your head and sighing softly. His hand reached quickly for the handle of his suitcase.

It wasn’t that your husband was in a hurry to finally feel freedom. Instead, you could notice how he tried not to look at you both anymore in case he couldn’t leave for work at all. Taemin was so cuddly and absorbed in being a man in the house that parting with you was almost unable to bear.

You hesitated a little as he pressed the doorknob. Something… was missing there. You haven’t said what should be said.

-Taem? - you asked, approaching him once again.

Tae only had time to glance at you and smile before you reached for the nape of his neck once more and connected your lips briefly, but definitely not innocently.

- All mine - you said quietly, running your hand down his torso and pulling away to let him finally leave.

- All yours - he replied with a sparkle in his eye and a wide smile, before he closed the door.

You sighed loudly, biting your lip. Being alone for the first time with this little sunshine was actually quite stressful, but you wouldn’t admit that to Taemin on no account.

- So, are we left alone for a girls' night? - you said to Taerinnie as you went to lay her in her crib again.

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kjmcotton · 7 months

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Ray of sunshine,the clouds are vanishing | ZHY

Zhang Yixing x fem!reader

Best friends to lovers!AU

Slow burn!AU

Plot:love can disappoint sometimes,but what if you find someone who shares the same wounds as yours? And what if that person is Zhang Yixing,the friend of a friend who randomly started hanging out with your group?

Warnings:cursing

This story is a request

Masterlist

Author’s notes:I was in the mood for a slow burn so here we are!! It took me a while to write and it’s pretty long,also a little bit cliché maybe,but I hope you enjoy it♡

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“You light up the rooms you step in”

You were sitting on the sidewalk in front of the club you had just left. An half empty bottle of Soju standing a few inches away from your left leg as you were staring at an undefined point in front of you. You shivered:the short skirt and the fishnet thighs weren’t enough to protect you from the cold of the night,but you had no strength to get back inside the club. You didn’t want to see him again.

Your night was amazing until he appeared.

You were drinking,dancing and singing with your friends,having fun in trying to convince Lisa to hit on the cute guy she had put her eyes on at the beginning of the party. Everything was great,you didn’t have such an amazing time in a while until him,your ex-boyfriend,was so bold to talk to you as soon as he noticed you.

He appeared and grabbed you from behind,hitting on you like he had never cheated with a chick with fake lips and fake boobs. You felt like throwing up and,then,your night was ruined with a snap of fingers.

Mad,you slapped him and ran outside,without even seeing Sehun and Jongdae scolding him. You didn’t know what to do,you felt lost.

Suddenly,all that pain you had felt while breaking up rose inside you once again,with no mercy,ready to make your heart bleed for love.

Fuck him,fuck her and,most of all,fuck yourself for being so dumb to date a walking red flag when everyone had warned you.

You sighed,stroking your legs with your hands in hope to warm your skin;when,suddenly,someone covered you with their black jacket.

You turned around sure to see that asshole,but the only person that was there was Yixing,Baekhyun’s friend,who had started hanging out with your group a few months earlier.

“Take it” he said kindly,sitting next to you

“Thank you-you grabbed the bottle of Soju-you want some?” you asked

Yixing sipped from the object and then gave it back to you,watching as you threw the burning liquid down to your throat

“Slow down” he laughed,trying to stop you,but you pushed his hand away

“I need this. My night has been ruined” you mumbled

“I didn’t really understand why,to be honest”

“You saw the guy that approached me? That was my ex”

“Now I get it. That’s why Sehun and Jongdae snapped at him”

“Did they?”

“Yes. They were mad. Junmyeon and Minseok had to hold them back-Yixing giggled-you’re so lucky to have them. They’re great friends”

“I know. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for them. When I broke up with Sunghoon everything was pitch black. They were my light”

“Did he hurt you that much?” Yixing’s soft smile disappeared as soon as you talked

“He cheated on me for six months. In a relationship of one year, half of it was a lie. I think he’s the person who hurt me the most.I pushed all my fears aside for him and gave him my heart only to find out that he stopped caring about me before I could even notice” you sighed,drinking more Soju. You were having an hard time holding back your tears.

Yixing noticed and slid closer to comfort you, caressing your back

“I hope you know that wasn’t your fault” he then said,softly

“I know now,but back then I didn’t. I felt like I deserved nothing. If I’ve changed my mind is thanks to my friends:they sticked with me,supported me and helped me seeing myself in the way I had to. However,Sunghun still haunts me sometimes. I was so happy with him,I thought he was the one”

“There are many potential ones out there,don’t focus on an idiot. I’m saying that because I got cheated on as well,so I know how it feels”

“Really?! What a bitch. You’re such a nice guy,you don’t deserve a similar a treatment!”

“Neither you do,but it happened. The most important thing is that we both know that it’s none of our fault,but theirs”

“You’re absolutely right Yixing” you smiled.

You didn’t expect that such a short chat could lead the two of you to a beautiful friendship:you slowly started opening up with Yixing,exchanging messages all day and talking about everything;even Sunghoon who,suddenly,started looking for you again.

It disturbed you a lot. You had healed in the past months,but not enough to face him again. The truth was that you had been hoping to never see him after breaking up. You wanted to re-start building your life;so,seeing his lost calls and texts unsettled you a lot,pushing you closer and closer to Yixing as he seemed the one who could fully understand the situation.

“Why don’t you block him?” the boy asked,sitting in front of you as he sipped his coffee

“I can’t” you mumbled,resting your chin on the palm of your hand

“Why? You said you don’t wanna have anything to do with him”

“Which is true…”

“But?”

“No buts” you sighed,Yixing giggled

“May I tell you what I think,y/n?”

At those words you nodded

“I think that you’re still in love with that asshole”

“I’m not!”

“Then block him” your friend rested his back against the chair

“No…”

“Seen it? That’s my point”

You rolled your eyes and scratched the back of your head:maybe Yixing was right;maybe,deep down,you were still a little bit in love with Sunghoon,but it didn’t imply giving him a second chance,that was another reason why you ran away when you saw him at the club.

“What am I supposed to do Yixing? Please help me,I’m so tired. I was feeling better,so why did he have to come back?” you hid your face with your hands,holding back your tears.

Why was your life so hard? Why couldn’t you be living happily for once? You constantly had to face troubles and problems without even looking for them. You had enough.

“You already know what to do,y/n:stay with your friends,enjoy the good things of your day and focus on yourself until you’ll meet someone who values you for the amazing person that you are” the boy smiled and hugged you. Your face sank in the crook of his neck,your nostrils got filled with his sweet cologne. Your stomach tingled for a second at that nice sensation,but you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice it.

“Don’t tell our friends he’s texting me again. You saw how they got mad,I don’t want any drama to happen”

“My mouth is shut,key thrown to the sharks-he giggled-but you gotta block him. Promise me you’ll do it”

“I will”

“Then let’s have fun together so you can forget Sunghoon”

Said so,Yixing started organising regular evenings out with the whole group:you would eat together,go clubbing,try fun activities like climbing and even organise movie nights.

Besides that,when your friends were busy with their jobs and couldn’t join you,Yixing would always find some free time to spend with you,even if it meant only having a coffee together.

That was why you grew fond of him,developing a soft spot in your heart that made you consider Yixing your best friend. The same happened to him. He had to admit that,even tho he had a lot of friends,no one made him feel as good as you did:you were his ray of sunshine,the person he would look for when he needed positive vibes,that someone who would listen to him and support him through the hardest moments,making the clouds vanish.

The more time flew,the more you two became close. You met everyday,letting your inner children come out and fully heal in each other presence.

“Let’s do this!” you grabbed Yixing,dragging him towards the shooting game of the arcade you had decided to visit that night.

“Killing zombies sounds fun!-he laughed,grabbing the VR headset-let me help you with this” he then smiled,tucking the lace at the back of your head.

His fingers accidentally stroked against your cheeks while he was placing the object on your eyes:it sent shivers along your spine. Yixing’s touch was always so gentle and delicate,it made you feel safe and well treated. A little smile unconsciously appeared on your lips.

“Why are you smiling now?” your friend asked

“What? Oh,nothing,I’m just having fun”

“The game hasn’t started yet” Yixing laughed,grabbing his VR

“I know but I’m having a great time tonight. It’s been a while since I came here at the arcade. I missed it,this was my favourite place when I was younger”

“Then we’ll come back soon”

Those words widened your smile even more;then,once the zombie game had finished,you moved to the next one:the Pump it up game. You were surprised it was still there.

“This one! I wanna dance,it’s always been my favourite”

“Let’s go then,I’ll beat your ass!” Yixing exclaimed,placing himself on the platform.

The two of you chose the song,a Michael Jackson one to make things harder but funnier,and started dancing…if that was how you could call what you two were up to.

To be honest,all you did was pushing each other to make the other hit a lower score:

“Are you that scared to lose?! Really?!” Yixing taunted you,blocking your hands with his:you melted noticing how his touch was,once again,extremely careful with you. He treated you like you were a precious jewel,which warmed your heart.

“You are scared to lose!” you bit back,laughing,and trying to push him away

“I’m a dancer,there’s no way I’ll lose!”

“I’m better than you in this game,I’m sure!”

“Oh,yeah,I see! That’s why you’re sabotaging me right now”

“That’s not true!” you kept on laughing and pushing,until,by accident,you slipped and lost your balance.

“Ouch!” you exclaimed,falling,but,luckily,your body never touched the ground as Yixing laid in and held you tight.

“You okay?” he demanded,concerned

“I’m-I’m fine” you blushed:his arms were wrapped around your waist while your chest was against his. You could feel both his heartbeat and his warm breath on your skin.

You bit your lips:what was happening? Why,all of a sudden,you were feeling so odd? Something that you couldn’t tell was going on inside you while being so close to him. Your stomach twitched and sparkled while your legs were shaking. You didn’t want to lean back and stand on your own feet,you wanted Yixing to be that close forever.

“So…that’s the reason why you stopped answering to my texts,isn’t it?” A familiar voice made you startle and push the brunette away.

“What are you doing here?!” You asked,shocked as Sunghoon was standing right in front of you. Right hand in his pocket,soft black hair framing his beautiful features. You felt like the ground beneath your feet was missing.

“Texts? What is he talking about?” Yixing furrowed his eyebrows

“I can explain!” you exclaimed,grabbing his arm. Sunghoon laughed:

“Yeah,explain everything to your boyfriend. Come on,I wanna listen”

“He’s not my boyfriend,asshole! And tell me why you’re here! Are you stalking me now? Wasn’t text bombing and calling me everyday enough?!” you growled

“You answered so I just texted. I don’t seen anything wrong with it” Sunghoon shrugged his shoulder. His cocky attitude was getting on your nerves.

“Why did you answer him? You said you would’ve blocked him” Yixing’s face was marked by an expression of disappointment

“I should have,I know,but I didn’t;however I told him to stop texting and calling,I did it multiple times. I swear Yixing”

“If you didn’t want to text me you would’ve blocked me like the dude said”

“Shut the fuck up Sunghoon!”

“Yeah,you heard her:shut the fuck up” Yixing stepped closer to the boy,who obviously didn’t back up

“Who are you to tell me what to do?”

“Yixing,please,no drama” you ran towards him,holding him back. The boy’s attitude softened as soon as you touched him;so he breathed in and recomposed himself.

“How did you find me?” you asked again to your ex

“I saw the story you posted. I was around so I thought I could come say hi” he smirked

“You’re fucked up” you mumbled,shocked

“You said hi,now go home” Yixing butted in the conversation, wrapping one of his arms around your shoulder. You scanned his movements,realising that there was a new shift in his attitude:he clearly had something in his mind so you just let him talk.

“Or what?” Sunghoon threatened the guy

“Or you’ll get kicked out. Let my girlfriend alone as she told you to do. I don’t repeat myself.”

“Girlfriend? For fuck sake is he your boyfriend or not?”

You were about to talk but Yixing gently hit your shoulder,meaning to let him handle the situation,so you did.

“I am,and you’re ruining our nice date” he spat out.

Sunghoon glared at him,then his eyes met yours:

“Is he lying?” he demanded,leaning in

You were sweating:you knew that the best thing to do to get our from that awful situation was following Yixing’s lead,but you were so scared of Sunghoon that words wouldn’t come out from your mouth.

“Step back” your friend put his arm between you and the guy whose eyes shifted again,leaning on Yixing

“You aren’t his boyfriend,are you? You’re just trying to get rid of me”

Yixing’s jaw clenched:he was getting extremely mad,you could tell from the veins of his neck popping out. It was sexy for sure,but it was also scary.

“I’ll show you then” the brunette spat out,turning to you.

Suddenly,you found your face a few inches away from you friend’s. His eyes chained to yours as his fingers stroked your cheek,resting on your chin. Your heart started beating fast,shivers crossed your spine,then the space between you and Yixing was set to zero.

When you lips met, the world stopped spinning. Everything froze,the only thing you could feel was Yixing’s sweet taste of mint bubblegum. He kissed you slowly,delicately. The arm wrapped around your shoulder tightened his grip a little bit as he used it to push you closer,while, with one of his hands,he tilted your head on the side. His lips moved back and forward,sweetly biting yours,mixing your salivas.

Your hands rested on his chest,gripping the cloth of his jacket,while your lower abdomen started tingling as you pushed it against the boy’s. You had completely lost control of your body,but you liked it:it had been a while since you felt like that.

You were completely lost in the moment,same was Yixing who would’ve never let you go if Sunghoon didn’t remind him of his presence with a loud cough.

“I’m his boyfriend and you gotta get out of here…now!” the brunette exclaimed,hiding his short breath.

Sunghoon glared at him,fire burning in his eyes:

“You’ll see me around,asshole” he growled

“I hope not for your safety. I’m not always this gentle with dickheads like you”

You watched as your ex left from the entrance door,feeling relieved.

“God” you mumbled while hiding your face in your hands

“He’s gone” Yixing dragged you into a new hug that you couldn’t reject,in fact you let yourself sink into it.

“Thankfully. I-I thought we needed to call the cops for a second” your voice was breaking as holding back your tears was hard

“It’s okay y/n,I’ve got you-Yixing said stroking your back-shall we go home?” he then asked,you nodded.

The next day you blocked Sunghoon everywhere,hoping that finally you would’ve lived a quite life…but nothing like that was about to happen.

There was one more thing that couldn’t let you sleep at night:Yixing’s kiss. It had been magical,you couldn’t deny it…and you couldn’t deny that the boy was as lost into it as you were.

“Fuck” you blushed,covering your face with the sheets of your bed. Why were you feeling like that? Like a little,vulnerable kid? You were so confused and,at the same time,so eager to meet Yixing again.

You wanted to see his smile,feel his fingers linger on your skin,giving you those little pleasing shivers and lighting up the sparkles in your stomach.

Wait…were you in love with Yixing? That Yixing,your best friend?!

“It can’t be possible!-you exclaimed,sitting-it can’t be!” you sighed.

Right in that moment, your phone rang and,as if it wasn’t enough,the one calling was the person you had been thinking about.

“Hi” you spoke calmly. You couldn’t let him know what was going in on in your mind.

“Wanna have breakfast together?” Yixing asked

“I’d love that,I’ll get ready. Where are we meeting?”

“At your place. I’ll pick you up. See you in a bit” the brunette didn’t even give you the chance to talk as he turned the call off.

Fastly,you got ready and then jumped in your friend’s car once he had arrived. You had breakfast in a nice café in Hongdae;the streets were already flowing with people even tho it was only 8:00am.

“How are you doing today?” Yixing asked while biting his croissant

“I’m doing better,thank your for asking” you smiled

“I’m great to hear that. I’ve been pretty worried. I don’t want you to suffer again for that idiot”

“I’m doing fine,really. I just got scared yesterday,I told you,but luckily you were there” without even thinking about it,you were looking for his hand to hold.

Yixing blushed as soon as your hands touched,but he didn’t try to shrug yours off,otherwise he held it back

“You mean the world to me. No one will make you suffer,not as long as I am around”

His eyes were chained to yours,a sweet light shining in their pupils:you didn’t know in which way he meant those words,but they made you skip a beat.

“T-Thank you…” you murmured,lowering your gaze. You wanted to giggle and kick your feet like a teenager girl,but you couldn’t.

Yixing smiled and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear:he was looking at you with those puppy eyes that made you melt.

“Anyway-he coughed,recomposing himself-do you wanna go to the cinema tonight?”

“Tonight?” you blinked

“Yeah. I mean…hum…there’s a nice movie”

“What is it?”

“I-I don’t remember the title right now,but you can find it out by coming along”

You laughed:was there a real movie to watch or he just wanted to see you again? You didn’t care. You nodded and accepted the invitation,spending the whole day thinking about it.

As soon as you got back from work you ran to your bedroom,picking out the nicest dress you had in your wardrobe;then you moved on to your makeup,putting mascara and eye-liner on. The last time you worried so much about your appearance it was during one of the first dates with Sunghoon. That fact made you think even more:were you actually in love with Zhang Yixing? Damn if you were. You had lost it for that guy,for his eyes,his smile and,most of all,the way he treated you. You felt like a princess anytime he was around:he cared about you,paid attention to your well being and did everything he could for you to have a good time.

“Yixing,what did you do to me!” you sighed,hearing your door bell ringing:it was him for sure.

You ran downstairs and met the boy,who drove you to the cinema. You weren’t sure if Yixing actually chose the movie you saw or if he randomly picked one up just to cover his nice little lie,but you didn’t care anyway as you were too busy laughing with him and leaning onto him anytime he whispered something to your hear. You didn’t do it on purpose,your body was naturally attracted to the boy…and so was your mind.

Once the movie had finished the two of you went for a night walk,no one wanted to go home.

It was past midnight of a cold Saturday night. You were wrapped up in your coat,but apparently it wasn’t enough for you to stay warm

“I hate winter” you mumbled,sliding your hand in the pockets

“You’re always so cold-Yixing giggled,wrapping an arm around your shoulder to hold you close-better?” he demanded

“Better” you laughed.

The silence fell for a few seconds:you could see the boy staring at you under the dim light of the moon,a little smile on his lips

“Why are you smiling?” you demanded

“Am I?”

“Yeah” you nodded

“I think it’s your presence. You light up the rooms you step in”

“Oh come on,that’s too much” you laughed

“That’s not. I really believe it. No one is like you,and I must be favoured to know you”

At those words your cheeks heated up:thank God it was dark so he couldn’t see how you turned into a fresh tomato

“I could say the same of you. I’ve never been so happy before meeting you”

Without even noticing,the two of you had stopped walking and were standing face to face

“I can make you happy everyday if you let me”

“W-what?” those words caught you off guard

“You heard. Why would I keep on staying silent? I think it’s clear,isn’t it?”

“W-what do you mean?”

Was he getting there? Was he about to say what you had in mind? Oh God,make it happen—you thought

“Don’t pretend you haven’t noticed it,I know you did. I never really tried to hide it,maybe at the beginning,but not in the past weeks-Yixing paused for a moment-I love you y/n. I don’t know how it happened:maybe it was because we shared the same experiences,or maybe because I found someone that listened to me and understood me,or maybe it’s just you and the way you are…cuz you’re beautiful y/n,both inside and out. You’re the ray of sunshine I’ve been looking for during the past years and I wanna keep it with me for as long as it wants to stay…so,y/n,would you like to warm me for a while? Maybe forever if we’re meant to be?” Yixing grabbed your cold hands,holding them and dragging you closer. Your noses were a few inches away from each other. Once again,you could feel his warm breath against your skin

“I do,Yixing:I would love to be your ray of sunshine” you smiled

At those words Yixing’s hands cupped your cheeks and his lips met yours:once again sparkles lit up in your stomach and you lower back tingled.

Maybe it was finally time:maybe you had found the person that would’ve given you the unconditional love you deserved.

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ace-angel-judas · 8 months

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How do exo all react to Hope and Minseok being a couple?

"It's nice having you back, Lixue,"

Smiling, Hope returned the hug as Baekhyun wrapped his arms around her.

"It's nice being back," She smiled softly at them all, "I think I just needed a break,"

"Breaks are good," Suho patted her head, "Too bad a few of the others are in the military at the moment,"

"I know, atleast Yixing is waiting for everyone to be finished before having his wedding," Hope giggled softly before a hand was placed on her back.

Minseok gave her a gentle smile, one that she returned.

"Has anyone met his fiance?" Chanyeol asked.

"Yes," Hope laughed, "She's lovely, she's American and a singer,"

Minseok sighed, "Do we also have to wait until everyone is out to have a wedding too? They can get leave,"

Suddenly all eyes landed on them, Hope's eyes going wide before Minseok realized what he'd said.

"Excuse me?" Suho stated.

"U-um..," Hope swallowed thickly.

"You two are engaged!?" Chen screeched suddenly.

"Yes," "No,"

Hope looked at Minseok, who raised an eyebrow at her.

"I proposed!" "I didn't give you answer!"

"Junmyeon?" Hope looked at the leader, "Are you alright? You look really pale..,"

"I think I just need to sit down for a few hours..,"

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jxstadaydreamer · 3 years

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i'm ready 🔞

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x F. Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, a little crack if you squint

Word count: 3010

Warnings: oral (f. receiving), fingering, daddy kink, breeding/impregnation kink (Please tell me if there are any others you think should be added!)

Summary: After a night out celebrating Jongdae's birthday, Chanyeol comes home and realises he's ready to take things further...

Author's note: I wanted to write something Jongdae inspired to celebrate his birthday and this happened. This turned me into a hot mess. Enjoy! And as always, feedback is greatly appreciated :)

The boys had gotten together to celebrate Jongdae’s birthday, just a nice cosy little restaurant get together like old times. Knowing they’d be drinking, Chanyeol asked if you would be able to pick him up later on and of course you agreed. It was just a little after midnight when you had received a slightly slurred phone call asking if you could come get him now. The call ending with what you think was a rushed “THANKYOUBABYILOVEYOUSOMUCHIMISSYOUPLEASEHURRY!” that made you giggle.

Luckily there was a spot right in front of the restaurant so you quickly pulled in and went inside to find your drunk giant. Okay if you were being totally honest, you wanted a peek at the chaotic mess you knew they’d be in. You poked your head into their private room and saw Minseok telling everyone Jongdae is his wife, the latter screaming out “WAEEE” as Junmyeon imitated him in the background. Sehun pouring another shot for Kyungsoo, whose heart-shaped smile is on a permanent full display. Jongin maniacally laughing at the hilarious scene of Baekhyun singing off key at full volume and flinching from Chanyeol smacking him in amusement, letting out wheezy laughs and clapping his large hands.

Yixing was the first to notice your presence mid-krump and screamed out your name as he ran full speed towards you with a dopey smile on his face, wrapping his arms around you in a warm hug. The call of your name caused Chanyeol’s head to turn so fast he got whiplash. He gripped the back of his neck as he stumbled his way over to you, pushing everyone out of his way and pulling Yixing off of you. Momentarily forgetting the size difference between the two of you, he slung his body over yours, making you fall back into the wall while trying to hold his weight up. You wound an arm around his waist and looked at his face, being met with his giant toothy grin and crescent eyes.

“Hi baby!” he enthusiastically screamed, almost causing your eardrums to burst.

“Hey drunko” you smiled back at him and looked over to find the man of the hour. “Happy birthday Jongdae!”

Jongdae gives you a big curled lipped smile as he thanks you, telling you his little miss had been asking for auntie Y/n since the last time you had been over to visit. He even had a short clip of a time he managed to catch her saying it and your heart melted at the sight, telling him to forward the clip to you. It’d been a while and you missed her too so promised to drop by soon for a playdate. After giving in to Baekhyun’s loud and constant pleas for one karaoke duet and multiple goodbyes, you were finally able to leave the restaurant and head home.

Chanyeol had always been a clingy drunk, uncomfortably hovering across the console so he could hold onto your arm and rest his head on your shoulder the entire drive home. He’d fallen asleep 2 minutes into the drive so you had to carefully shake him awake, letting him know you’d arrived home. The trip inside was a little bit of an adventure, stopping multiple times because Chanyeol felt the need to pin you against the wall with sloppy kisses telling you how beautiful he thinks you are. He was just a little more affectionate than usual, not that you were complaining. You just hoped the small thuds on the wall weren’t disturbing any of your neighbours.

After finally reaching your apartment door, you helped Chanyeol into the shower to freshen up a little. While he did that, you also changed into something more comfortable before settling yourself in the living room, not quite ready for bed yet. Chanyeol plopped down on the sofa beside you when he finished, starting to sober up a little. You could feel his piercing gaze on you but decided not to question it, choosing instead to scooch closer to him, lifting his arm and dropping it across your shoulders and curling into his chest. He wrapped his other arm around you and gave you a squeeze, before letting out a happy sigh and relaxing his body. By now, you could tell something was on his mind. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head. It didn’t seem like he was ready to talk about it yet, whatever it was, so you decided to ask him about his night instead, asking how everyone has been and what they’ve been up to.

He told you all about the events that had occured in the duration of their dinner. He had to stop a couple times because he was laughing so hard he couldn’t form any coherent sentences, slapping his knee to the point where it turned red and his whole body shook, shaking you along with him. But once he started telling you about Jongdae’s daughter, you could tell his mood had shifted a little. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but there was something different about his tone. He was still very happy and excited but there was just a hint of something else in his voice and demeanor. Yearning?

“I can’t wait til we have our own kids.” you accidentally slipped out.

You felt Chanyeol’s body freeze and tense up. You turned to face him and he looked a little shocked.

“Yeol, I don’t mean now.. Just, whenever we’re ready you know? I know we’re both pretty busy with our careers right now. No rush, okay?”

“No, I.. I think I’m ready for one too.”

Now, that, you weren’t expecting. Well, you did notice the way Chanyeol’s eyes lit up every time he saw Jongdae’s little girl. The way he quite literally melted every time she waddled over with open arms to hug him. How he was such a natural with her. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about what he’d be like with your own children one day.

“Y/n?” Chanyeol nervously asked, making you realise you had zoned out, lost in your own thoughts. “Tell me what’s going through your head right now. Did I say the wrong thing?”

“No no, definitely not! I just didn’t expect that from you right now, I guess?” You gave him a little smile in an attempt to reassure him. “I mean, I can’t say I haven’t thought about it before. Especially when I see how good you are with her. It makes me feel all fuzzy inside. But, I don’t know, my parents would k-”

“No, I know. And I hate that this wasn’t more thought out and I’m not prepared, I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he drops his arm from your shoulders and holds onto both your hands, looking into your eyes, making you gulp nervously sensing what was about to happen, “Y/n, would you marry me? Would you make my dreams come true and spend the rest of our lives together til we’re gray and old? Would you want to start a little family of our own? I’d love to have a little girl with your eyes.”

“And I’d love a little boy with your ears!” you squeezed his hands before squealing, “Of course I’ll marry you! Yes!”

He beamed a bright smile at you before dropping your hands and placing his around your waist to pull you in closer. Your hands went up to hold his jaw, looking into his eyes before pressing your lips to his, engaging in a sweet kiss. You felt him smiling into the kiss and he nuzzled his nose against yours as he pulled away, staring at you like you held the entire galaxy in your eyes.

“I can’t wait! I promise, tomorrow I’m gonna go out and get you the ring you deserve baby.”

“Chanyeol, you know I don’t care for those things. I’m more excited about the ‘spending the rest of our lives together’ part.”

“I know, but that just makes me want to spoil you even more.”

You smiled and shook your head at him. There was no point in trying to convince Park Chanyeol otherwise once he’s set his mind to something.

The two of you stayed up chatting for a short while until Chanyeol’s eyes started to droop and he could no longer hold back his yawns. You giggled at him and stood up, holding your hand out and leading him to the bedroom. Once inside, he immediately flopped down on the bed. Scrambling under the blanket and opening it up, raising a brow and whining at how you were taking your time joining him. How could you say no? You climbed in and rested your head on his arm, he let out a happy sigh and curled his giant body around yours, immediately falling asleep.

“Good morning, fiancee.”

You opened your eyes to find your favourite pair of big brown eyes staring back at you, smiling softly and thumb running across your cheek with the large hand that was cupping your jaw. You leaned into his touch, closed your eyes and released a happy hum.

“Mmm, good morning to you too, fiance.”

You both looked at each other and cracked up laughing.

“Okay we’re not doing that ever again. Let’s not be that couple.”

“Agreed,” he said, smiling back at you. “So.. about what we were discussing last night..”

The tips of his ears were turning red and his cheeks started taking on a rosy hue. You already knew what he was thinking about though. You turned over to reach for your phone, opening an app and checking the dates.

“I’m.. I’m actually ovulating right now.”

You dropped your phone back on the bedside table and turned back to face him. You both just stared at each other for a few moments thinking about the situation that was about to unfold.

Chanyeol suddenly placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you in for a kiss, starting off slow. He gave your breast a squeeze, eliciting a gasp from you and he took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth to deepen the kiss. He slowly moved you onto your back and got on top of you, holding himself up on one arm as the other was reaching down and cupping your heat, making you whine for more. His fingers creeped under the waistband of your shorts and started running up and down your slit over your panties, adding a little pressure when he got to your clit and hole. You started grinding into his hand, moans gradually increasing in volume. Whining for more.

He moves down to start kissing, biting and sucking at your neck, making sure to leave his mark while his fingers have now found their way inside your panties. He smirked at how wet he already had you and he hadn’t even put anything inside you yet.

“Chanyeol, please, more.” you begged. “I need more!”

“Patience is virtue, baby girl.”

He removed his hand from your panties and sat back on his knees. He slid his hands under your shirt and pushed it up, you sat up a little so he could remove it from you completely. His gaze full of lust as he raked his hands over your body, sliding up your sides til his hands reached under your breasts and he pushed them together and jiggled them. You giggled and pulled his face closer for a kiss but he just bit your lip and pulled back. He tweaks your nipple on one side as he closes his mouth around the other, swirling his tongue around driving you insane. You arched your body into his and tugged on his hair, making him groan and push his hardening bulge into your aching core. Chanyeol moved his kisses downwards. Sitting back up to remove your panties and shorts, dragging them down your legs at a glacial pace, not once breaking the intense eye contact you both had. But you were impatient so you hooked a toe around your clothes and swiftly pushed them off your legs. He chuckled and slid his body down between your legs, alternating between kissing your left and right thighs, making sure to fan his hot breath over where you wanted him most whenever he turned his head. Your hands flew towards his head, determined to bring his mouth to where you needed it to be but he grabbed both your wrists and pinned them above your head.

“Ah ah,” he tutted, “patience, remember?” He raised an eyebrow at you, smirking at your pained expression.

You whined and squirmed beneath him. Chanyeol decided to put you out of your misery and flicked his tongue over your aching clit. You let out a loud, satisfied moan as he started kitten licking your clit slowly, eyes watching the way your face contorted and body arched in pleasure, thighs shaking and struggling to not close themselves around his head. He pressed his forearm over your hips and held them down.

“Be a good girl and keep your legs open for daddy.”

Your eyes widened at the new nickname he had just given himself, but you shook away the surprise and nodded. He gave you a smug smile before flattening his tongue and licking a stripe up and down your slit, pointing his tongue and thrusting it in your hole as he came back down. Lapping up the arousal that was starting to spill out of you. Chanyeol groaned at the taste of you and the vibrations had your legs spasming out of control.

“I said keep. Them. Open.” he gave a harsh lick up your pussy with each word.

“I’m sorry, daddy” you tested out the new nickname, finding yourself clenching around nothing.

Chanyeol growled and dived straight back into your heat, giving your clit a wet kiss before sucking on it, simultaneously thrusting two fingers into your hole, pumping them in and out with fervour. You were a panting, moaning mess.

“Ch-Chanyeol, so good.”

He suddenly removed his fingers and mouth, looking up at you.

“What was that? Who?”

“Daddy, please, I need you.”

“What do you need? Tell daddy.”

“I-I need your cock. Daddy, please.” you whined.

He sat up and palmed himself over his boxers before grabbing his crotch. You watched him through your hooded lids.

“You mean this? Is this what you want?”

He reached inside to pull out his hard cock, giving himself a couple pumps before stroking it up and down your wetness. Stopping at your clit to rub his tip there, knowing just how much it affected you.

“Yes daddy. Please. It hurts. I need you.”

“Well how could I say no when you’re being such a good girl and asking so nicely?”

And with that, he thrusted into you til his pelvic bone met yours. You both groaned at the feeling, him at your tightness and you at how well he filled you up. He held himself there, basking in the sight of you. The thin layer of sweat that coated your body, the hairs starting to stick to your face, the fucked out expression you had. Chanyeol knew there was no one else for him. You were it. He kissed you passionately and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I love you”

“I love y-” you tried to say but he cut your words off with a harsh snap of his hips.

He set a punishing pace, pistoning himself in and out of you, contrasting the soft mood he had just set when he told you he loves you. You brought your hips up to meet his. You gripped onto his shoulders and pressed your nails into his skin, running them down his muscular back, sure to leave some marks.

“Feels. S-so good.” you cried out.

“Yeah? Want my cum? Want daddy to fuck a baby into you?”

“Yes please. Give me your cum daddy!”

Chanyeol suddenly removed himself and flipped you over. One hand pulled your hips up while the other pushed between your shoulders so that your ass was up in the air with the side of your face down into the bed. He stuffed his cock back into your pussy. The both of you groaning, loving the feel of how deep he was. He could feel your walls fluttering around his cock, grunting with each thrust. Tight grip on your hips sure to leave some bruising tomorrow. His hips started to stutter.

He brought one hand to your clit, fingers only adding a slight amount of pressure to increase your arousal but not quite push you over the edge. He lowers his body over yours and kisses the side of your neck.

“Gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy?”

“Y-yes. Yes daddy. W-wanna cum. Want your cum. Please.”

Chanyeol rubbed your clit, adding more pressure and that was it. Your vision went white as the orgasm pulsed through your body. Your pussy squeezed his cock and you felt his hot seed spurt into you, painting your walls. He pushed himself further into you with a loud grunt. Your pulsing pussy milking him for all he had.

He collapsed beside you and the both of you lay there panting, trying to catch your breath. Chanyeol reached for you to pull you close to him but instead, you turned your body around and rested your legs up on the headboard.

You look over at him and laugh at the confused, puppy like expression he had. Especially with how his head tilted.

“What?”

“What are you doing right now?”

“I read in a magazine one time that this helps the sperm swim to the egg.”

“Are you implying I didn’t fuck them into you hard enough? Do you need me to show you again?”

You slapped his leg.

“No, you idiot.” you laughed.

“Idiot? I thought I was daddy.” he winked at you.

“Oh my god. What did I get myself into?” you feigned an annoyed sigh.

#chanyeol x reader #park chanyeol x reader #chanyeol fluff #chanyeol smut #chanyeol one shot #chanyeol scenarios #chanyeol imagines #chanyeol fanfic #exo x reader #exo smut #exo fluff #exo one shot #exo scenarios #exo imagines #exo fanfic

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purpleyellow · 3 years

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Stained

BTS 8th member

Sunny’s masterlist

“EXO starts to catch onto Sehun and Sunny”

requested by: anon

a/n: Feel free to share your thoughts with me. 💜 thank you to baejl for helping me brainstorm ideas!!

Sunny sat carefully on EXO's couch and looked around the details of the living room, while Sehun picked up some bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen.

This was the first time he had taken her to the dorms, and maybe the fourth they hung out as a whole. Their diner plans changing last minute after he got the news all the members would be out, which meant they could enjoy the meal fully in private for once.

Still not sure about how she felt about the whole situation, Sunny didn't back down, despite the feeling that things could escalate very quickly. After all, she still had no idea which of his members knew about their little dates, nor where they went to and how long they would take to come back.

She pushed the questions aside as Sehun walked back, passing her a bowl of tteokbokki while balancing his food and picking up the TV remote.

“I saw this movie trailer the other day, and apparently the full thing is on Netflix, so we could start it and if it gets boring we can look for something else.” The boy continued the conversation they had started once arriving at the apartment, and Sunny nodded.

“That sounds good” She adds, afraid he might not have noticed her movements and lowers down to grab the chopsticks he had sat on the coffee table.

Unintentionally, Sehun goes to do the same, his elbow coming in contact with the bowl in her hands and making it tilt just enough so that a little of the sauce falls on Sunny's shirt.

“Oh crap” He muttered at the same time she hissed and held the styrofoam away from herself.

“It's okay, I just need a sink” Smiling through the annoyance, Sunny tried to remember what her mom told her would remove hot sauce stains while remaining patient and not at all bothered that her shirt was no longer white.

“I'm so sorry. Let me show you the way to the bathroom” Sehun led her down the hallway, trailing right behind Sunny when she entered the small room and by consequence, making her feel uncomfortable with closing the door.

The girl decided to just leave it open and turned on the faucet. Before she could decide an alternative to taking off her top and putting it under the water, the boy's arm made the corner of a hand towel wet and Sehun tried bending himself over the sink to check out where the stain was.

“I can take care of it” Taking his arm in her hand, Sunny thought of something she could say to not make her sound so harsh and reassure him everything was fine.

When she faces his way, all the words went out of her head as the proximity of their faces dawns on her. Somehow, in the hush to clear her shirt, both of them had thrown personal space out of the window which led to their current position. Sehun bending over the sink to face her while Sunny had slouched a little, making their noses almost touch.

A glimpse of a smirk appears on his face as they fall in silence, but the moment lasts a good three seconds before an “OH!” from the door pulls them apart.

“At least close the door next time. If I had known you were here, I would've gone to the other restroom instead of ruining the mood,” Chanyeol laughed as she took way too many steps to reach the opposite wall from his group mate. Sehun sending him a pointed look before muttering “Then go your way now that you saw that we're in this one”.

“Hyesun, how are you doing?” The older asks with a friendly face, but Sunny only has time to give him a tight-lipped smile before he turns to someone outside the bathroom and smiles mischievously, “Ay, Somi, guess who came to visit us”.

Somi’s quick footsteps are heard before the girl arrives next to her group mate. Her curious gaze turns surprised at the sight of the BTS member.

“Sunny? How are you doing?” Somi smiles invitingly, and her eyes travel between the people and the room. Face showing judgment once she looks at Sehun, finally registering where they were, “The common bathroom? Really? You were alone in the house”.

“It's not like that” Sunny widens her eyes and holds her shirt out to showcase the stain, though that's the most explaining she does before Sehun changes up the topic.

“Weren't you supposed to be at the movies? What happened?”.

“Packed session, hangry Baekhyun Hyung. We decided to order take out and come back here,” Kai explains boringly as he passes by the hallway. He does stop curious and smirks after spotting the girl, “Sunny, how's it going?”

Once again, she doesn't get the chance to answer as Sehun suggests for them to leave the restroom before someone else gets the wrong impression. Maybe it's a good thing Sunny doesn't get to say how she's truly feeling because the only thing that came to her mind was how badly she wanted to open a hole in the ground and die inside it.

Going back to the living room, the remaining members seemed to be making themselves comfortable in their house when Chanyeol, once again, made the girl's presence known by requesting them to greet their visitor.

Xiumin and Kyungsoo raised their heads from the couch curious, the first laughing and greeting her cheerfully while the other bowed and questioned to Sehun “Are we crashing anything?”

“Sunny, hello. I didn't know you were here, but I think we ordered enough for everyone, so whatever” To her relief, Suho didn't seem to make and jokes and spoke to her calmly. Yet, just like she wasn't there, he turned to Sehun and made an impressed face, giving the younger a thumbs up before walking off to the kitchen.

“We crashed their date, so obviously there's more than enough food for everyone,” Baekhyun spoke while grabbing a pair of chopsticks and stealing a rice cake from the bowl Sunny was holding previously.

“It wasn't a date, don't worry” Sunny smiles, pulling away from her embarrassment. The room goes silent for a second before Xiumin and Kyungsoo hide their laughs and Chanyeol punches Sehun's arm while giggling out “Dude, that was tough”.

Ignoring the teasing sounds from his members, the boy in question turns to her frowning, “It wasn't a date? I bought you food!”

“Well, the other day we went on dates, this time you never said it was one” Sunny smiles sheepishly making Baekhyun laugh and teasingly back her up.

“Well, Sunny, would you please consider this as another date with our desperate Sehun?” Suho approaches from behind of him and tries to squeeze Sehun's cheeks together, only to get slapped away by the younger.

“While we're at it, could you please consider also being his girlfriend?” Xiumin shouted over the noise.

“Ya, that's enough,” Sehun crossed his arms, facing the wall in a failed attempt at hiding the flustered situation of his face.

“Weirdos” Somi made herself known by the girl's side and crossed arms with her “Let's go upstairs, so I can lend you a clean shirt”

Turning back to the hallway, Sunny stopped a final time when Suho asked if she would stay over for dinner. After she agreed, a new set of cheers were hear, as well as Baekhyun's loud “EXO's family night has a new member!”

#Sunny #bts 8th member #bts addition #bts additional member #bts female oc #bts female member #bts female addition #8th member of bts #bts x oc #bts x 8th member #kpop addition #kpop extra member #kpop au #kpop female addition #kpop female oc

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sooibian · 3 years

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The Daisy Oracle

Pairing: Baekhyun x fem!Reader

Genre / Themes: Fluff, soft angst, a hint of spice, established relationship

Description: In the days leading up to Baekhyun’s enlistment, you find yourself dissecting every word of his and he’s been saying...all the wrong things.

A/N: To accommodate this anon request, the story does not take the “BBH public service worker” route. Dear anon who requested this, i sincerely hope this fic gives you the comfort that you seek. even though i tried to publish this as soon as i could, i hope it doesn’t feel rushed! :)

Word count: ~ 2k

You always had a hard time keeping up with Byun Baekhyun.

On a typical Thursday evening, when you, everyone you knew, and their families, zombified by the obstinate demands of the week, trudged towards the promise of an invigorating weekend, Baekhyun looked and acted like one of those puppies in one of those picture perfect 'family is everything' movies. Always eager. Always happy.

That is not to say that the weight of living eluded him. He'd have his moments where everything seemed rather dull and tedious but Baekhyun always bounced back quicker than most.

In the month leading up to his enlistment, when you'd hoped for your own sake and his, that he'd mellow under the soul crushing burden of an impending temporary separation, his puppy quotient shot through the roof instead. But you didn't have the heart to utter a single word that bore the abominable might to dull his sparkle.

Instead, you revved up your own. Or at least...tried.

He booped your nose and said to you over dinner one evening, "You don't have to pretend, you know?" causing you to flip the switch on him, "What would you rather have me do? Cry?"

Truth be told, you were mad!

Mad at the world. Mad at the laws of conscription, most of all. How could they take this...this...stupidly adorable, angelic, happiness shaped man with a divine voice, endearingly droopy eyes, jelly lips, plump cheeks, and the most delectable nose away from you for such an agonizingly long stretch of time?

"It would be nice," he quipped, looking into the distance as if lost in a deep thought, the faintly heavy texture of his tone nudging you out of your rueful reverie.

Head tilted to the side, you blinked at him, mouthing a confused, "What?"

"Hello! Earth to --! I said, If you cried a little...every now and then….it would make me feel - it would make you feel - "

These callous utterances of his would not only exasperate you endlessly but also shove you back into the despairing hurricane of emotions you’d been trying to quash for his sake and yours.

So you glowered at him in response and he quietly went back to his soup, leaving you to your musings.

Blinkering your attention to the sumptuous spread before you, you wondered why you struggled to push something that appetizing down your throat. Everything tasted either a little too bland, or a little too spicy, a little...unusual and not quite right. Which was strange considering the only reason you loved this restaurant was because they hadn’t changed their menu nor their recipes in decades.

You craved the comfort of the known especially on days like these when the world felt bizarre - inside and out.

“This fillet is too dry,” you whined, washing down your last bite of the salmon with cider.

Brows furrowed, Baekhyun drew his “No ~” out in a question.

“And overly seasoned,” you winced, persistent in your complaining while pushing your food around.

“Here, try the Gyeran Mari,” said Baekhyun, lovingly placing two neat rolls of your favourite banchan into your rice bowl.

Eyes locked with his, a smile teasing the corners of your mouth, you quipped nonchalantly, "You know what? I cannot cry even if I wanted to."

"Really? Why's that?" He inquired with a quirked brow, cheeks puffed with silken tofu.

Waving your phone at him, you replied, "All these airpod head comments online - "

"Yah yah yah!!!" Breaking into a fit of roaring laughter, he lunged at you and pinned you to the floor. Cupping your face in his hands, he kissed every inch of the exposed skin of your face and neck, making your giggles fizzle into a soft moan the moment his lips met yours.

"Leave the laundry to me. Go get your things in order for next week," you said to a dumbstruck Baekhyun as he felt the jute laundry basket that you'd picked out together over two years ago, swiftly changing hands from his to yours.

When you heard neither a word tumble out of his mouth, nor the sound of his feet padding down the hallway, you stopped dead in your tracks, turned around to face him and spluttered a mortified, "What?"

"No, no, it’s nothing," he mumbled, lips forming a toothsome pout.

Resting the laundry basket against your hip, you groused, "Just say it."

Soft baby pink lips stretched into a wide, gremlin-like grin, he teased, "If I knew enlistment would make your lazy ass pick up some of my chores, I would've enlisted a lot earlier!"

Feigning annoyance, you rolled your eyes in response and turned on your heel to rush to the washer dryer.

In a week’s worth pile of unwashed clothes, stood out a beige t-shirt that he’d worn for not more than an hour last week. It was relatively clean and needed a wash simply because he had no use for it in the following months. You buried your face in the velvety smooth fabric of the oversized garment, yielding to Baekhyun’s lingering saccharine yet woody scent. The dam of your pent up emotions broke loose at the last four words that had recklessly rolled off his tongue. You bit down on your lower lip to suppress it's quiver but the tears in your eyes gave it all away when you turned around to find him standing by the door.

You accepted his unspoken apology with an understanding nod as he nestled you up to his familiar, comforting warmth. And while he gently cradled you in his strong and steady arms, you poured your heart out into the crook of his neck.

Dressed in cozy black and grey sweats, Baekhyun stood before you, lips pursed, eyes wide, anxiously wringing his hands while swaying from side to side.

"So?" His brows shot up in anticipation of your reaction while you chewed on the insides of your cheeks to keep yourself from breaking into an insensitive fit of laughter.

Crossing your arms over your chest, you managed a feeble, "Looks alright,", feigning your best businesslike demeanour.

A confused Baekhyun’s gaze flew up to his forehead as he gingerly ran a hand over his head. Features contorted in a frown, he remarked, "Prickly."

Then you could hold it in no more.

Instantly convulsed with laughter, you crashed into bed while Baekhyun simply stood there, hands on hips, patiently waiting for you to -

“Let it all out!” He exclaimed loudly while you continued your antics, fully cognizant that the discomfiture in his tone was merely for effect. Baekhyun continued, “I don’t get what’s so funny.”

You threw your hands up and apologized, panting, “Okay, okay...I’m done,” only to break into another fit of giggles immediately after.

The room was bathed in a subtle gold haze from the bedside lamp as you lay resting your head on Baekhyun's chest, the rhythm of his heart calming the storm within yours. He brought your hand up to his rosebud mouth and trailed gentle kisses along the tips of your fingers before lacing them with his.

"It's not that bad...it's...it's kinda cute, actually. Makes your ears stick out," you whispered against his taut and smooth skin.

"I don't know, I feel a little...different. I've never been bald," he uttered the last word hesitantly as if it were some sort of a deathly curse.

"Being born with hair and all - ,” you remarked casually, cuddling even closer and Baekhyun instinctively strengthened his grip on you.

The looming presence of the words left unsaid magnified by the second and you prayed a futile prayer... wishing fervently for the time to stop.

“I wonder what our kids will look like. Do you think they’ll be born with hair on their wee little heads and have huge ears like I do?” asked Baekhyun before you could lapse into another silent reverie.

Your heart threatened to leap out of your chest at the incessant carelessness on his part and you only managed a dispirited “I...don’t know" in response.

“Come on! Humour me for a second -”

“Alright," you said with a deep sigh, deciding to indulge him but not without first bracing your heart against these beguiling castles in the air, "hmm.. I...I don't know but I want them to have your eyes."

"No!” Baekhyun protested, “I want them to have your eyes!"

"We're not having this argument again..not today." You tried to subtly release yourself from his firm grasp to fill your lungs with the air he’d snatched with promises so enticing that they made you tremble with fear to even wish for their realization but the more you tried to pull away, he drew you even closer....your darling quicksand.

He laughed, blatantly ignoring the embarrassment flashing across your features having been caught off guard by this unnecessary pop quiz. Eyes welling up with tears, you wondered whether this turmoil was some wicked sorcery of your own heart...or did Baekhyun, in fact, not care at all.

"But don't you think this house is a biiiit too cozy for a big family?"

"We won't have to worry about any of that for a while I believe," you muttered before lambasting him, "Okay Byun Baekhyun that's enough! Stop acting like you won't come visit every few weeks! And- and stop looking at me like that!"

Your expression softened the moment his eyes locked with yours.

Baekhyun sat up with a start. Brows furrowed in confusion, he guffawed, "I'm just wondering how someone this intelligent can be so thick in the head sometimes!"

Immediately sitting up to face him, you nearly squealed, "What do you mean?”

Shaking his head, he let out a deep exhale. Mumbling incoherently, he drew a key from underneath his pillow and lightly flicked your forehead with it. Chuckling at the very apparent bewilderment on your face, he grabbed your wrist and thrust the key into your hand.

Puzzled, you merely blinked at him, unable to form words.

"I bought the place that you liked,” he stated matter-of-factly but an unmistakable spark of excitement danced in his eyes.

“No, I don’t get it.”

“All that house hunting wasn't for Baekbeom." Baekhyun used air-quotes when he said house hunting and gave you a sly smile. Despite the telltale exhilaration in his tone...you were still pretty confused. Baekhyun and you had spent almost all of your weekends this year property hunting with his brother and sister-in-law. They’d said they were looking for a bigger place since the Byun family was to “expand”.

“But - I thought they were talking about themselves! I-”

“You what?”

“I can’t believe I fell for -”

“You walked right into it, Ma’am!”

“But you all made it sound so convincing!”

He coolly quipped, “A quality I would like all four of our future children to possess.”

Baekhyun’s grand gesture knocked the wind out of your lungs and you were suddenly flat on your back. Lying down next to you, he took your hand in his and sneakily slipped a ring onto your finger. A silent tear rolled down your cheek as all of the emotions that had been simmering inside you clawed at your throat rendering you speechless and breathless. Despite that, you managed the courage to meet his eyes only to find them brimming with tears. With his hand on your cheek, Baekhyun closed the distance between you and whispered, "I love you," against your lips before pulling you in for a deep kiss.

"I love you, too," you responded, nestling into his cozy frame.

"Yah! Don't get all emotional with me!" Baekhyun teased while gently stroking your hair. Voice down to a whisper, he continued, "I'm just getting everything in order...like you’d asked me to," before placing a chaste kiss on the top of your head.

You always had a hard time keeping up with Byun Baekhyun.

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icequeenbae · 3 years

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Daddy’s Struggles (m) | BBH

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Dad!Baek, domestic au, established relationship (duh), a slice of life, fluff, a lil smutty(!)

Warnings: some friskiness between mom and dad if you know what I mean, mentions of teenagers watching porn (I’m not promoting it, you guys lol), also this gets fluffin’ sweet get a bucket in advance

Word Count: ~2.2k

Summary: Baekhyun overhears your teenage daughter watching porn. You have to handle a small crisis.

Event: the BBH day @supermwritersnet

Author’s Note: This… came out of nowhere:D I blame my dear beta @baekshoney – we'd once discussed the idea of Baek being a teenager’s parent (in relation to a different story). Don’t we all love dilf Baek though? lol Anyways, this is a tiny glimpse into his future as a cute af father and husband <3 Let’s name him puppydad!Baek 😊 I hope this lifts your mood a little on a day like this!

On that note – happy birthday to our genius idol (aka mochi-cheeked hyperactive puppy), I wish that he stays healthy and happy and on the radar throughout the next 2 years (and forever)!! Don’t be too sad, guys, he’s hopefully going to finally lead a somewhat normal life for a bit 💞 Ok, I’ll let you get to it already~

A yawn.

You rubbed your tired eyes and dictated a reminder for tomorrow morning to your AI assistant. It was pretty late and you had your hands full all day with your kids. And while family time was always great, there hadn’t been a spare moment for you to tend to your own business. But two decades of dealing with your hyperactive yet loveable children (and husband) taught you to make the most out of what you got. So you were doing just that, organizing your errands and sorting important emails after everyone had scurried off to their rooms, and your husband — to the shower.

Baekhyun was quite exhausted himself, so you realized he must’ve gotten in the common bathroom by the time you exited the one in your bedroom. He did that sometimes when you locked the door out of habit. Not that he couldn’t come in, it was just… You used to scold him pretty badly for breaking into the bathroom. Picking locks wasn’t something you wanted your juniors to acquire as a habit. They had enough of their daddy’s traits as it was.

The thought made you chuckle. Your eldest son had already outgrown his father by at least five and a half – gotta be precise here! – centimeters (which made daddy very proud, but also a teeny tiny bit jealous). Despite his height, which, you were sure, was going to break the golden 180cm in the next few months, your boy’s build was exactly the same as Baekhyun’s. His shoulders were broad, his hips wide, and his waist was naturally narrow. Legs long and lean, and eyes always mischievous. He was eighteen and already seemed more like Baekhyun’s best friend rather than his child. Being both the hyung and the oppa of the household, he was the most mature out of the bunch, and always a big help to his parents.

Your middle child, your precious daughter, resembled you a lot. Her wavy hair and her big eyes with the longest eyelashes either of you’d ever witnessed. Seriously, that was the first thing Baekhyun’s friends had commented on when they came by to meet your new baby. ‘Is this even normal? Can she see through those? That’s one pretty baby!’ She was even prettier now, at her sweet sixteen, cheeks still a bit chubby, which – just as her button nose – were definitely an homage to her dad. Not to mention her hands that were even more delicate and exquisite than his.

The youngest, your six-year-old son, was a blessing. You weren’t planning to have more children after the first two until you suddenly thought… why not? Cannot say that you weren’t a little bit under the influence at the time. It was one of those rare weekends when your kids had a sleepover at their grandparents’, so you had the whole house to yourself. Deciding to have a domestic date and enjoy shameless daytime drinking, you indulged in a whole glass of wine before both of you were tipsy and giggling, then you added one more to the mix. At that point, all kinds of crazy things were brought up.

‘We should do this more often…’ You informed your partner. ‘This is exciting! We can walk around naked the way we used to before we had teenagers in the house!’

‘I miss our naked Saturdays…’ Baekhyun whined, almost spilling his wine while trying to sip it gracefully. ‘Now I barely even see you naked with your shower locking obsession!’

Pursing your lips, you dismissed his complaint.

‘After that incident… You cannot blame me for my caution.’

The incident was, well, your son needing to use the bathroom while his sister was taking too long and heading to the one in your bedroom. He nearly walked in on… an adult scene.

‘He didn’t even see anything, Y/N-ah,’ your husband grumbled, but you waved him off, downing your drink as if it was a shot of tequila rather than a glass of wine.

‘I don’t see a problem though,’ he blinked at you, not following. ‘We’re alone. Why not… See each other naked again?’

‘Right. We can also- Y/N-ah!’

‘What?’ You eyed his suddenly enthusiastic form with nothing but suspicion.

‘We can create a distraction!’

‘Hm?’

‘A distraction for them. So that they’d be busy with something else while we’re away.’

‘Hmm?’ You still couldn’t locate the source of his excitement.

‘Lemme show you,’ he slurred, tugging on your wrist to get you up and dragging you to the bedroom.

Let’s have another baby – that was his brilliant idea. Had you both not been such poor drinkers, one of you would’ve thought this through.

Nevertheless, you were glad that you didn’t. Because your little angel, who could sometimes be more of a tiny demon, to be frank, was the single sweetest thing to ever exist on planet Earth. He had his entire family wrapped around his little finger, and you – most of all. How could anyone blame you? That troublemaker was the spitting image of his dad and had a personality to match — just as playful and affectionate.

The chill spring breeze from the window licked at the bare skin of your arm, causing you to shiver slightly, coming back from the land of reminiscing. You stretched on the bed, noticing how protruding your nipples became from the cold even while hidden by the gentle fabric of your nightgown. Pulling the covers up, you grunted under your breath, wondering what was taking Baekhyun so long.

Just as you did, the door cracked open, and your husband sauntered into the room.

‘Ah finally, I thought I needed to go rescue you again,’ you chuckled.

That had happened before. He once used the common bathroom to shower before bed and ended up captured by your daughter, who was around six or seven at the time, in the hallway. She then demanded cuddles, knowing that her father was too weak to turn his precious girl down and send her back to bed. You found them both huddled up asleep on the couch, with your husband’s head tilted dangerously to the side. Terrible sleeping postures always had consequences, so you spared him the agony of the next morning, waking him up mercifully and helping to get your little girl to her bed. This was only one of many occasions – Baekhyun was a softie.

This time, however, he was a bit stupefied.

He didn’t react to your remark and seemed like he was going on autopilot when he came closer and sat on the bed.

You lifted the covers, inviting him to join you, and he followed your lead, still staring at the wall across the room.

‘Yeobo,’ you called, getting slightly alarmed. ‘Are you okay?’

He blinked, the stupor breaking, and looked at you with astounded eyes.

‘I- I think,’ he began, making you shift to face him properly. ‘I think I just overheard our daughter watching porn!’

His voice lowered to a whisper by the end of that sentence.

‘Oh my god,’ you whispered back. ‘How do you figure?’

‘I was walking down the hallway, and I thought I heard something from her room. I didn’t fully register what it was, but now that it processed… It was definitely porn!’

The signs of distress on his face almost caused you to break down in a fit of laughter. You held it in with all you got. Fathers and daughters, the eternal struggle.

‘First of all, ew. Aren’t you even a little bit ashamed to be eavesdropping on your kids like that?’ You didn’t let him protest. ‘Also, how do you even know it was porn, you know she sometimes mumbles and whimpers in her sleep. Like someone else we know…’

Giving him a pointed look, you leaned over his chest to turn the lights to the lowest mode, leaving the room dimly lit. It was always effective when you wanted to help him relax.

‘I wasn’t ea- And you think I can’t tell what porn sounds like? There are some generic… sounds. That give it away.’

‘When was the last time you watched it?’ You murmured, eyeing him curiously.

Of all people, you knew best how short his attention span was. Sometimes it could work to your advantage. Like right now, when you needed to de-escalate this before you could reason with him.

‘I- wh- I don’t know, probably when you were pregnant,’ he recalled. ‘The third one was somehow the toughest on me. You looked way too attractive for a heavily pregnant lady, let me tell you.’

‘Heavily pregnant??’ You scoffed, softening right after. ‘Well, you have a point, he was pretty huge. I swear, if he doesn’t grow up to be taller than Chanyeol, I’d be offended. That boy’s giant head prolonged my healing by at least a month.’

Baekhyun sighed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking back to that time.

‘He was the only one who caused you to tear, right?’

‘Yeah. Which is weird, considering that he was my third one. Ah well, I guess I’m not getting any younger…’

‘Aren’t you though? I’m constantly being asked about my pretty young wife,’ Baekhyun smiled at you charmingly. ‘And you only became prettier after the third pregnancy. I say it’s the hormones.’

Your cunning little plan was working. He was incredibly easy to distract.

‘Tell me the truth, was it the boobs? Or my butt? I did gain the most weight with the little daredevil, that’s for sure.’

‘It was all of you. You always looked so sexy when pregnant, I just wanted to have you all to myself,’ he cooed at you. ‘To feed you handpicked strawberries. And smother you with kisses. My beautiful young wife.’

At some point during this conversation, you shuffled closer to each other, now cuddled up snugly on the bed. Your finger slowly traced abstract patterns on his chest, happily exploiting the access to his skin where his pajama shirt was unbuttoned.

‘Ah, you’re just saying that to get under my nightgown,’ you batted your eyelashes at him, and he shook his head.

‘Maybe a little, but that’s true. And it’s not surprising that people are noticing – you are younger than me.’

‘A couple of years is nothing at our age,’ you murmured, bending your knee and moving your leg slightly up his to get cozy.

‘Well, you know what people say… Small kids make parents younger. Wanna have another one?’ He nudged you gently and laughed at the dirty look you gave him.

‘Yeobo- please don’t make jokes like this. I’d rather look for other elixirs of youth than go through that entire ordeal again.’

You knew that he was kidding, but the thought made you shiver.

‘I know, honey, I know. Like I said, you’re not in need of any elixirs.’

At this you relaxed, melting into his shoulder, and guiding his arm to wrap around you, warming your exposed shoulders.

‘Well, Mr Byun, same to you. Still as charming as two decades ago.’

‘Hey, I’d like to think that I’m more charming now. The experience and all.’

‘Who helped you gain all that experience though?’ You poked him lightly, and a low chesty laugh escaped his lips.

‘Of course, it was my one and only, my young, and beautiful, and smart and sexy little wife,’ he punctuated each compliment with a chaste kiss to your cheeks, nose, lips, and neck.

You squirmed in his arms.

‘Ah, you make a woman go mad,’ you purred into his lips mockingly.

He snickered softly, ready to lean in, but then stopped abruptly.

‘Wait a second- What about-’

‘Baekhyun…’ You murmured as he fussed on the bed.

‘I should probably go in there, and-’

‘And what? Embarrass your daughter?’ You held him down. ‘She’s sixteen, honey, it’s just the hormones. We’ve both been there. Let her be.’ You nuzzled his neck, pressing your lips to his sensitive skin lazily.

His mind was growing cloudy again since your hand was now caressing his inner thigh foxily. He’d probably realized what you were doing by now, but you were right, so he allowed you to sway him into giving the idea of an immediate intervention up.

‘Besides, I’m sure you wouldn’t be nearly as appalled if that was our eldest,’ you scoffed and added in an exaggerated tone. ‘Never took you for a sexist.’

‘But- he’s eighteen, and she- she’s my little girl…’ He mumbled in a small voice, hazed further by your not-so-subtle seduction. ‘I can’t let her- watch that-’

‘Don’t worry, yeobo,’ you whispered soothingly in his ear, slipping your hand into his loose pants. ‘I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Without you. No need to traumatize the poor girl, that’s how daddy issues develop.’

‘You should know,’ he bit back meekly, sighing when you finally wrapped your fingers around his semi-hard length.

‘The sass! It’s almost like you still got it, Mr Byun. Care to impress that young wife of yours?’

‘I sure will, you cunning woman,’ he growled playfully, completely giving in to it and attacking your laughing mouth as he lifted the covers over your head.

A/N: Thank you for reading! As usual, feel free to share your thoughts in the comments/ asks, and if you’re new – check out my Masterlist ^^

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inarichi · 2 years

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❄🎄Merry Christmas!🎄❄ Here’s a kaisoo oneshot I wrote. Happy Holidays! ^^

For Life (3.2k w.)

“That darn Blitzen!” Kyungsoo snatches his beard from his face and slams it on his candy cane desk. “I should have known that she would do something like this, that sneaky and fast deer.”

Kyungsoo postures a thoughtful look, searching for a remedy to get more reindeer treats. All of them were gobbled up by the greedy Blitzen who’s a total glutton for her favorite food. It’s a dilemma brought on by the baker elves who left the oatmeal with sugar cookie sprinkles out on the window sill to cool.

Now, he doesn’t have anything to give Rudolph for energy to guide his sleigh. And he knows it’s Blitzen due to the black residue marks from a lightning strike on the window frame.

Should I call Olive and have her go instead?

Scratching his head, Kyungsoo calls, “Baekhyun!”

“Yes, Santa?” The helper elf instantly materializes beside him, the top of his pointy green hat reaching Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

“I need you to tell Junmyeon to quickly make the treats again and pay attention to hide them from Blitzen. She’s very clever. And have Sehun take the reindeers out to play a few reindeer games as a distraction. Don’t let them exclude Rudolph again.”

“Aye aye, Santa.” Baekhyun chirps, eyes glistening like dark chocolate candies. Soft cherub cheeks stretch into a smile as he skips away to complete his task.

Kyungsoo plumps into his gingerbread chair, tosses on his circle rimmed glasses and studies the list on his desk. The list unfurls, rolling across the floor until reaching the door. Kyungsoo notes that it's rather long, however, not as long as the lists in the past two years. Doable, and perhaps he could get done quickly and be back by the time his in-laws come.

Everything is planned meticulously and not one stop can be delayed. He will start his journey in Kiribati and make his way to the later zones, going the opposite way of the Earth’s rotation. But he needs his reindeer prepared and full of energy before even thinking about leaving.

That darn Blitzen! He could almost kick her out the lineup. Alas, he needs all nine of them, otherwise his sleigh would get nowhere.

Why couldn’t she be more sweet and caring like Cupid? She's such a loving deer, willing to give up her share if needed. He’ll commend her later.

As Kyungsoo runs over the list, he begins to take a sip from his mug of hot chocolate until something taps him on the shoulder.

Kyungsoo startles. When he looks left, no one is there. There’s another tap to his right shoulder and once again, he sees nothing.

“Jongdae, now’s not the time. What is it?”

The silly elf steps to his left and giggles. “Santa, I’ve called you a dozen times. We have a problem.” Kyungsoo gestures for him to go on. “The shrinking device is broken.” He says with an air of nonchalance as though that isn’t a major thing that Kyungsoo needs to know!

Kyungsoo scrambles out his chair. “To the workshop! We have to fix it or else there will be no Christmas!”

They dash out of Santa’s house and it takes less than five minutes to get to his row of workshops. He immediately notices the elves in distress, running all over the buildings, trying to stuff the toys in the bag while loading the sleigh. Some elves are tending to toys in a last ditch effort to fix any mistakes or errors. Splashes of red and green overalls swiftly pass Kyungsoo as he makes his way to the very last toy station.

The utterly stressed Yixing is tinkering with the device, tapping the buttons and trying his best to get it to work. Tao is standing there as well, the two elves speaking in their own scientific language with terminology that Kyungsoo had long forgotten.

At a loss of what to do, Kyungsoo begins to panic inside. Of all the things to go wrong hours before he needs to set off, why did it have to be the shrinking device? How else will he get down everyone’s chimney?

Yixing spots him frantically pacing and doesn’t smile like he typically would. Instead, he looks gravely serious. “Santa, the device is broken and me and Tao don’t know why. It suddenly stopped allowing anyone to shrink, but the green light still comes on.”

“Have you deconstructed it and looked inside?” Kyungsoo asks, arms folding over his suit.

“We have.” Tao nods. “We’ve taken it apart to the best of our knowledge but we couldn’t see all of the components. Maybe we need to ask someone who’s better equipped in dealing with this device.”

Instantly, everyone thinks of one man.

As if to answer their wishes, Jongin enters the shop adorned in olive green overalls, white earmuffs, and a dark red coat with white faux fur. Everyone stops what they're doing, looking at him with shiny bright eyes.

Kyungsoo is not to be outdone by the elves, with eyes that sparkle, matching the enormous grin on his face.

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#kaisoo #kai #jongin #kyungsoo #kaisoo fanfic #Merry Christmas #Happy Holidays #from me ^^#mine oneshot #didn't have time to make another moodboard #borrowed my old one ;-;

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ryhyunie · 2 years

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HAPPY NEW YEAR

Characters: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: collage au-fluff

Word count: 0.5k

Now playing - Fireworks by Katy Perry

They're the same like the other high school students. Enjoying the teen age, making friends with everyon re, trying to find passion, and craving for love.

Everything feels so perfect and fun until the quarter life crisis comes and destroys all the wishes and plans you’re arranging for your future.

I closed my locker and locked it after I took a few things I needed. This fifth semester is almost over and we’re having a new year holiday. Right after I rolled my body to leave a boy already blocking my way and pinning my body to the locker.

He put his right hand beside my head and leaned forward to put a light kiss on my cheeks. I lifted my head and let out a giggle when I felt the tickle sensation. “Hey Baekhyun,” I greeted him with a tiny smile.

he smiled back at me, showing the paper-bag on his left hand in front of me. “For me?” My face is full of enthusiasm when I grab the bag.

“New year party with me?” he winked his eyes and held my hand. We continued our conversation while walking in the corridor. The school vibes feel so good near holiday. Everyone is talking about their exciting plans, throwing away their tasks and free from busy schedules.

I replied with a humm like thinking about a schedule but he knew exactly I didn’t have. “I don’t care 9pm I’ll pick you up.”

I whined at him, then I peek at the paper bag he was given. "What' s this?"

“Make sure you wear it, baby.” He gave a smile and a small pat on my head. I nodded happily and soon we arrived at his car.

***

We've been through a lot this year and a party is the perfect way to end it. Loud music that makes the body move in rhythm, loud laughter that brings out all hidden expressions.

I feel a warm breath on my neck. “Something is bothering your mind?” His hand wrapped around my shoulder and he gave a small kiss on the top of my head. He plays with my hair, inhaling deeply to feel the vanilla scent wafting from it.

I turned around to face him, put my hands on his jawlines and shook my head, “You.” I smile seductively, “You keep running in my mind.”

He let out a chuckle and pulled me for a warm hug, at the same time the fireworks exploded and decorated the dark sky perfectly. Everyone shouting in unison. My eyes kept looking at the sky without blinking any seconds.

Baekhyun’s hand holding the back of my neck grip it firmly but gently. “Are you happy?”

I nodded, “Yes it’s perfect with you around me, thanks for taking me here.” I said as I kept looking at his dark eyes, sinking in the ocean behind his eyeballs.

“Let’s make a wish!” I said as I took his hands and squeezed it.

A playfully smirk painted on his lips, he leaned behind my ears, kissing and biting my earlobe before whispering,

“What the hell will you wish for? all your dreams came true when you met me.”

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bobohu4eva · 3 years

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Pink Lace - Chapter 3

Characters: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: College AU, stripper AU, fluff, smut, slow burn

Summary: Baekhyun, a philosophy professor with mysterious wealth, got himself completely fucked over a girl who can’t let him into her life.

Word count: 5k

Warnings: mentions of sexual assault, sex work, adult themes/situations, eventual smut

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Class on Friday was less terrifying. You arrived earlier than you had Wednesday, and sat with Lucas as you’d promised.

You told yourself that Baekhyun was just another one of your professors, and you needed to get your head on straight and pay attention, especially since the class was already more challenging than you’d thought. You were starting to get worried that you’d embarrass yourself by doing poorly, and you definitely didn’t want Baekhyun to think you were stupid. You knew you weren’t, but you also knew that this class wasn’t your strength.

You noticed Baekhyun walk in and take a seat at his desk. He looked happy to see you back in his class, and this time without you trying to avoid him. You gave him a shy smile, still feeling fairly awkward around him.

“So that party’s tonight, any chance I can still convince you to come?” You heard Lucas say next to you, flashing you a smile.

“I told you I’m not really a fan of parties, sorry.” You responded, avoiding his eyes and fidgeting with the things on your desk.

You were acutely aware of Baekhyun listening to your conversation from his desk a few feet away.

“Aw come on, even if I’m there? I promise it’ll be fun.”

Baekhyun was listening. And he felt his face harden and fists clench at the boy’s pushiness.

“I have homework, I don’t have time to go out.” You looked at him now, trying to get the point across. You just really didn’t want to go.

“But it’s the first party of the year! I promise you won’t regret it.” He continued anyway, now grabbing your hand. Baekhyun narrowed his eyes.

Panicking slightly, you blurted out “I can’t anyway, I have work” as you pulled your hand away from his.

Baekhyun cocked up an eyebrow, wondering what’ll happen next.

“Work? Where at?”

“I’m a waitress, at a bar across town, you wouldn’t know about it.” You stammered, building on your lie.

Baekhyun quietly chuckled to himself, now obviously amused. Especially when he knew what your real job was.

“But what if you got someone to-”

“She said she didn’t wanna go, so drop it.” Baekhyun suddenly interrupted, voice calm but stern. Before you and Lucas even had time to react, he was getting up from his desk and starting the lecture, and you found yourself opening your notebook.

As the class went on you understood less and less of what Baekhyun was saying. You were quickly learning that philosophy meant reading lots of things that were old as hell, and nearly impossible to understand. Your own notes weren’t even really making sense to you and you knew you’d have to go back over them later if you really wanted to understand the material. Who knew philosophy would be such a bitch of a class.

Near the end of class, Baekhyun started handing out a short pop quiz and you felt yourself getting nervous.

When he handed you yours, he mouthed “good luck” with a smile. When you read the question you cursed yourself for having been so distracted the first few days. You had no idea what the difference between moral relativism and objectivism was anymore, nor any of the other things he’d talked about. Despite taking notes, it was just too difficult for you to make sense of the things he taught with so many other things running through your mind.

Baekhyun noticed how stressed you looked as he watched you stare down at your paper. Every time you’d start to write something, you’d stop and erase it. Time was ticking by and you didn’t have much left until he’d collect everyone’s papers.

This wasn’t like you at all. Usually you could remember things easily and ace pop quizzes without a problem, but Baekhyun was too distracting. Especially when you knew he was watching you and you knew he was waiting to see what you’d write.

Eventually you started scribbling down something incredibly vague and almost definitely incorrect, but at least it was something.

Although Baekhyun could tell you were struggling with the assignment, he still found it amusing to watch you as you tried to figure it out. He lost count of how many times you brushed your hair behind your ear, only to have it fall right back in your face again. He could almost see the gears turning in your head as you mulled over the question and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen something so cute.

When he got up to collect everyone’s quizzes you were still frantically trying to finish your paragraph. When he got to you you were almost finished. You looked up at him, silently begging for more time, and he gave you a soft smile. He went to take the papers from the rest of the students in your row first before eventually coming back to you. Yours was the last paper he took, and you cringed as you saw him start to read over it immediately as he made his way back to his desk, brows furrowed.

Once he’d collected the quizzes from the students they were free to go, making you the last one in the room with him again.

“Thank you.” You said. “For giving me more time. I promise I’m not stupid it’s just been hard for me to focus.” Baekhyun was glad you seemed comfortable enough to talk to him like this, and couldn’t fight the smile that was creeping onto his face.

“I know” he looked at you with sincerity “you can go home” he looked over at the door “I’m not gonna make you stay again. I’m sorry for Monday. That was mean.” You could tell by the way he looked down at his desk after he finished speaking, he really was sorry.

You felt a small smile start to form on your lips.

“It’s okay, I shouldn’t have freaked out so bad.”

“No, I shouldn’t have talked to you like I did. You were obviously uncomfortable, it was a dick move to make you stay.”

You giggled, pleased that he could admit he acted poorly. “It’s okay, really. I was just in shock.”

“Well it won’t happen again.” He gave you a smile so full of warmth and you couldn’t help but smile back. “Don’t forget that essay is due Wednesday night.”

“I can remember a simple due date Baekhyun. I told you I’m not dumb.” You rolled your eyes, walking towards the door.

“It’s still Mr. Byun when we’re here!” He yelled after you playfully.

“Okay Baekhyun!” You yelled back, waving as you walked out the door.

Baekhyun’s face hurt from how hard he was smiling, very much pleased by how you seemed more comfortable today. He silently patted himself on the back for it, relieved that you wouldn’t be a nervous wreck every class anymore. Your answer on the quiz hadn’t been too bad either, despite how stressed you’d looked.

Hopefully, just maybe, this meant you would start opening up to him more.

You spent Friday night doing homework as planned, and when Saturday morning rolled around and you started getting ready for work, you started to worry about whether or not Baekhyun would show up. You both hoped he’d show up just for the money, and dreaded the awkwardness if he did. You decided to just assume he wouldn’t show and go about the night as if he didn’t matter.

You added some last touches to your makeup, opting for something natural and glowy to go with your glittery pink outfit you’d packed for the night.

“I like the outfit tonight” Dave said, winking at you as you checked in. “New shoes?”

“No. I got these a few weeks ago.”

“Come on Candy, loosen up.”

You cringed but gave him a smile anyway, not wanting to get on your manager’s bad side.

For the first time in months you were going to have to spend a Saturday night trying to talk to random guys to sell dances, something you hated. Half of them would likely waste your time anyway, the other half would give you money but you never knew what bs they’d try to pull when getting their dance.

You stood by the bar, facing into the room looking for someone who didn’t seem too bad. Eventually a group of guys around your age came in and you sat down with them.

“So what’s your name gorgeous?” One of them asked you, already slightly drunk.

“I’m Candy” you told them, asking for their names as well. They all introduced themselves and soon went back to laughing amongst themselves, until a waitress showed up.

“Shots of patron, and two for the lady” one of them ordered, and you didn’t object. In the back of your mind you were still worried about Baekhyun showing up, and drinking would easily help you forget.

You took the shots. And then two more. Your stomach felt pleasantly warm, and you kept laughing at whatever the men around you were saying, though you didn’t really listen. You could hear your words slur together when you spoke, but the comfortable haze felt nice to you and you let yourself get lost in the feeling.

Eventually they ordered a 3rd round, at which point you were thoroughly tipsy and probably shouldn’t have had any more, but with the thought of Baekhyun still in the back of your mind, and the alcohol clouding your judgement, you swallowed down the fifth and sixth shots with little thought. Although by then you weren’t counting anymore. They went down like nothing, body already numb to the sting.

You were laughing at something someone said, mind going hazy from the liquor as everything around you began to go blurry. You tried to stand up but nearly fell, having trouble standing on your heels on your own. You sat back down, closing your eyes, and the room felt like it was spinning out of control. You vaguely heard the chatter of the men around you saying something, but before you had time to process their words everything went black.

Next thing you knew, your head was on Baekhyun’s lap and he was staring down at you.

Baekhyun wasn’t sure if he was going to go that night. As much as he wanted to see you, he wasn’t sure you’d want to see him there again.

As the night went on he tried to distract himself, grade some papers, watch some TV, but nothing worked. No matter what he did, you were stuck in the back of his mind. He wanted, needed to see you again. As long as he paid you, you wouldn’t be too mad to see him there, and two of you could just act like it was any other Saturday night, right?

Not wanting to think about it too much, he got his shoes on, grabbed his wallet, and walked out the door.

When he arrived, he didn’t see you at the bar where you usually stood and waited for him. Upon looking around the main room of the club, he didn’t see you either, and his heart rate started to go up. What if you were stuck in a VIP room with some creep who was making you uncomfortable?

Baekhyun started to wander around the room to look for you. He checked every booth and could see every table, you had to be upstairs in a room. He hated to admit it to himself but even just the thought of you being up there with someone who wasn’t terrible bothered him. Thinking about you grinding on strangers at all made his stomach churn.

To calm his nerves he stood by the bar and ordered himself a drink, and not even a minute went by before there was a girl standing in front of him.

“Hey handsome, what are you doing here? You’re awful cute to be in a place like this.”

She started to touch Baekhyun’s arm and he slapped her hand away, turning around and gulping down his drink.

The girl frowned, but persisted anyway.

“So why are you here? Looking for some fun?”

“I’m looking for my friend.” He replied, eyes still scanning the room, ignoring her.

“I’m sure I can show you a good time too you know..” she stepped closer, blocking his view of the rest of the room.

Baekhyun dug in his pocket and pulled out a 50, holding it up with an annoyed look on his face.

“It’s yours if you leave.”

She took the bill, scoffing and turning around to walk away. Baekhyun faced his back towards the room and kept his eyes on the stairs, waiting for you to come down.

10 minutes went by, and then 10 more. Baekhyun couldn’t help but get more and more nervous. He knew it was pretty rare for people to spend that much time up there. He ordered himself another drink and started getting fidgety, trying to distract himself from worrying too much.

A few more girls came up to him, but he quickly sent each one of them away.

After about 15 more minutes you finally appeared, and Baekhyun’s worst fears were realized when he saw you nearly unconscious, basically being carried down the stairs by 2 men. Immediately his mouth went dry and he felt his stomach do a flip.

You had your arm around one of the men’s shoulders, and the other had his hand on your lower back as you clumsily made your way down, nearly falling several times. You hadn’t even put your top back on, probably too wasted to notice it was missing anyway. The two men sat you down in an empty chair near the bottom of the stairs and went back to their group across the room with disgustingly smug looks on their faces. Baekhyun would’ve loved to walk right up to them and deck each of them in the face, but the last thing he needed now was to get himself kicked out while you were alone, completely incoherent, and surrounded by strange men. He cursed himself for not being able to do anything about them, but you were more important now.

He quickly made his way over to you, crouching down in front of you and grabbing your hand between his as he desperately tried to get a response from you.

“Hey, it’s me, say something.”

You could only mumble something incoherent.

“Can you open your eyes and look at me?”

You just shook your head slightly, brows furrowed.

“Fuck” Baekhyun whispered. He saw other people beginning to give him weird looks, and decided to take you to a room upstairs. “Come on, let’s get you out of here.” He slung your arm around his shoulder and kept a firm grip on your waist as he got you to stand up.

He helped your mostly limp body up the stairs, and into the room. He let go of you for a second, and immediately you fell onto the couch, hitting your head on the wall in the process. He flinched, hearing the impact.

“Shit” he heard you say and saw you rub your head where it made contact with the wall.

“Sorry.” He knew you couldn’t process his words in your drunken state, but he said it anyway.

He handed you your bra, which had been dangling off one of your arms when you came down the stairs and he helped you get it back on. He helped you out of your shoes as well and laid you down on the couch. He sat down and you put your head in his lap, curling up against him and quickly passing back out. He gently rubbed the bump on your head, and heard you hum at the feeling. He looked around to see your money bag discarded on the floor and when he picked it up to set it on the small table in the corner he noticed it was empty. Those creeps had stolen your money and left you without paying.

Baekhyun looked at his watch and took his wallet out of his pocket. 10:04pm.

He stuffed $800 dollars in your bag, and looked down at you asleep in his lap as he stroked your hair.

The whole time you slept Baekhyun couldn’t help but run his fingers along the lines of your jaw, lips, and brows. Although he hated that those guys had gotten you like this, now, peacefully asleep in his lap, he thought you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He ran his thumb across your cheek and noticed your eye twitch, and then open. As you looked up at him, he knew you were still too far gone to understand what was happening.

“What’sgoingon” you slurred, rubbing your eyes and sitting up.

“Some guys got you way too drunk, and then you hit your head.”

“Ohhhh” you sighed absentmindedly, not really having heard or understood what Baekhyun said.

“Come here, you’re still drunk.”

You seemed to listen, laying your head back in his lap and dozing off again. Another hour went by and he looked at his watch. It was after midnight, so he put another stack of cash in your bag. The movement seemed to be enough to wake you up this time, and when you opened your eyes you were a bit more aware of your surroundings. You shifted to lay on your back, looking directly up at him.

“Baekhyun” you groaned, still fairly drunk “why are you here?”

“I’m here every Saturday night.” He replied simply, smiling down at you in his lap. Gently he moved a strand of hair out of your face, and you felt yourself go red. Although you were now sober enough to know something was very wrong, with the way he looked at you in that moment, with so much warmth and admiration, you couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy inside.

You closed your eyes again and smiled, enjoying the feeling of Baekhyun caressing your cheek with the back of his hand in your drunken haze. No matter what shit had gone down earlier in the night, and why you were here with your head in his lap, this felt like bliss. You could’ve stayed like that for hours, just enjoying his gentle hands admiring your face.

“What time is it?” You asked lazily.

“12:15.”

“Fuck.” Your head snapped up and you sat next to Baekhyun, immediately feeling dizzy due to your intoxication. Head pounding, you rubbed your temples to try to relive some of the pain. “It’s that late? You never stay this late.”

“You’ve been sleeping for a while now.”

“Huh?”

“How are you feeling?

“Kind of drunk... and my head hurts. But what happened?” You slurred your words slightly, alcohol still apparent in your system.

He looked at you with sorry eyes. “Well, some assholes got you fucked up out of your mind. After I got here they came down the stairs and basically just dumped you into an empty chair and left, so I took you up here to sleep it off. You hit your head too, so be careful.” He rubbed the lump on the side of your head again, making you groan.

The terrified look on your face told him all he needed to know. He was about to see you cry for the first time, and he felt his heart drop.

“W-what? They took me upstairs?” A tear escaped, and more followed. “Who?”

“I don’t know. Some younger guys. I’d have beat the shit out of them if it wouldn’t get me kicked out.” You sensed the anger in his voice as he spoke. “Your bag was empty too by the way.”

Slowly you started piecing things together in your head, stomach churning with disgust and now fully crying.

“W-what, h-how did I-”

“No. This wasn’t your fault.” He interrupted, afraid this would happen. Afraid you would blame yourself. “They were assholes. They knew what they were doing.”

In reality, Baekhyun blamed himself. He knew you’d probably been nervous about whether or not he would show up. He should’ve been there earlier. But all that mattered now is that you were okay. At least physically.

As you sat next to him, head in your hands crying, he felt helpless. All he wanted to do was hold you tight and tell you all the things he was too scared to say out loud. But all he could manage was a comforting hand on your shoulder.

Your sobs got more intense and he was caught off guard when you threw your arms around him, head buried into his chest as you kept quietly crying. Reluctantly, his arms found their way around you as well, holding you as you shook in his arms.

“Hey hey, it’s okay, I’m here, you’re okay now. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.” He said softly, rubbing soothing circles onto your back.

“Thank you” you choked out between sobs. Embarrassed, but still too drunk to stop yourself, you held on to Baekhyun tighter and tighter. You hated to admit it but you already felt much better with his arms wrapped around you. The gentle feeling of his chest rising and falling against yours, compared to your erratic breaths, felt like heaven. “Thank you, l-I’m sorry.”

“Shhh” he said, stroking your hair. “You don’t need to apologize.”

“B-but you stayed here with m-me the whole time.” You sobbed.

“That’s okay, I came here to spend time with you didn’t I?”

“Why are you like this? W-why me?” You asked, leaning back to look at him.

Baekhyun sighed.

You’d avoided the question when you were sober for a reason. You knew Baekhyun liked you too much, more than he should, and you didn’t need to know the details. It would only make you feel more guilty later. But now, with alcohol to give you courage you didn’t hold back.

“You know how much I like you.” He responds quietly, giving you a soft smile. “It’s stupid, I know.”

Another tear fell, and Baekhyun was quick to wipe it away. Even with makeup running down your face he looked at you with a tenderness that made it difficult to feel anything but a comforting warmth.

You stared at him, trying to find some form of deceit in his eyes, some hint that he was just messing with you, but all you saw was his admiration and care for you.

Another sob rolled through you and you wrapped your arms back around him. He held you like that for a while, and slowly the tears lessened and you calmed down a bit.

You pulled away from him and looked around the room, realizing where you were and thought to yourself how silly it all was. You were in a dance room, just sleeping on the couch all night as Baekhyun stayed and made sure you were alright. Every other time you’d been in here with him, your ass was on his lap grinding on him.

“Do you want a dance or anything?”

Baekhyun just laughed, “Don’t worry about me, I’m just as happy doing this. As long as I get to spend time with you.”

“Okay.” You said, but you made yourself comfortable on his lap anyway, legs stretched across the couch. You wrapped your arms around him again, and rested your head on his shoulder. He put an arm around your waist and you just sat like that for a while, enjoying each other’s embrace.

He hadn’t been lying, he’d take this over a lap dance any day. To have your arms around him like this, not because he paid you, but because you wanted to, for him nothing could beat that. The skin of your waist felt so soft beneath his palms, he thought he must be dreaming.

The sober part of you wanted to scream at you to get up. But when Baekhyun’s hands felt so warm and comforting on you, the drunken haze took over and you just basked in the feeling. In the back of your mind you knew you’d regret tonight’s events later, but now it felt too good to ignore. With your head resting on his shoulder and the sound of his heartbeat in your ear, you just felt right. Like this was where you were supposed to be.

“Do you want me to take you home soon? I don’t think you should be driving yourself tonight.” Baekhyun asked, and your lips pulled into a pout.

“Can we stay like this a little longer.” You lifted your head to look at him, and when you made eye contact, Baekhyun couldn’t help but grin.

“Of course sweetheart, if that’s what you want.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the pet name. That was the first time Baekhyun had called you anything like that before. He usually just called you by your name (or in the past, your stripper name). You didn’t mind, but you couldn’t help but find the word heart fluttering nonetheless. You laid your head back on his shoulder, and watched as he slowly ran his hand up and down your thigh.

“You have such pretty hands.” You told him, reaching for the hand on your thigh. He didn’t respond, only laced his hands into yours, rubbing the back with his thumb. You kept silencing the voice in the back of your mind that was screaming at you to get up, to push Baekhyun away. But when his presence was this sweet and comforting you just couldn’t bring yourself to do so.

“Everything about you is pretty.” Your face burned red at his words. “So, so beautiful.”

“You’re pretty cute too.” The alcohol did a good job of bringing the words out of you that you’d usually know better than to say out loud.

Much to your dismay, Baekhyun moved you off his lap and got up, putting his hand out for you to stand up as well.

“Let’s get you back home, it’s late and you’re still drunk.” At first you pouted again, but you eventually agreed. You grabbed his hand and got your shoes back on, following him back down the stairs. Your manager saw and gave you a strange look, but you ignored it. You went back to the dressing room to change and met Baekhyun again in the parking lot. Being seen leaving with customers looked bad, and after being upstairs for hours with him you didn’t want to raise any more suspicions.

You spotted him leaning against a black Audi, and you let him open the door for you and got in. You told him your address and he pulled out of the lot. For most of the car ride home you were silent. You still felt bad that Baekhyun had come to see you just for all of this to happen, and now he was having to drive you home too since you had gotten too wasted.

“I’m sorry, for everything. You just wanted a fun couple of hours and you got stuck babysitting my drunk ass.”

“You know I don’t mind, I’m just glad you’re safe now.” He said as he was pulling up to your place. He parked, but looked over to you before getting out. “Can I give you my number? You don’t need to use it if you don’t want to, but I just want you to have it so you can call me if you’re in trouble again.”

You looked him in the eyes again, looking for some sort of ulterior motives, but found them filled with nothing but care and warmth. “Okay.”

He looked surprised, but you just handed him your phone and let him put in his number.

“I don’t want you to think you have to text me or call me or anything, I just feel better knowing you can contact me if you need someone.”

You smiled. “I know.”

Baekhyun got out to open the door for you, and when you stepped out you found yourself wrapping your arms around him again tightly. “Thank you. Seriously, I don’t even wanna think about what could’ve happened tonight if it weren’t for you.”

“You don’t have to keep thanking me, it’s no big deal. You know I’m happy as long as I’m with you.”

You didn’t want to let go. The feeling of your head resting against his broad chest and his arms around you felt too sweet, too good to be true.

He’s the one who breaks away first. You could see his eyes scan your face, spending especially long on your lips. Your face heated up as you noticed the proximity between the two of you.

“I, um.. I should get inside. Thanks for the ride.” You said, grabbing your bag and quickly walking to the door. Baekhyun waved you goodbye and waited until you were inside to get back in his car and drive himself home.

You almost immediately threw yourself into bed and passed out, but Baekhyun couldn’t stop thinking about your words and actions from earlier. The way you clung onto him as you cried, how happy you seemed to be sitting on his lap cuddled up to him, how you’d called him cute. His mind raced with the possibility of you maybe, possibly, being able to like him the way he liked you. He told himself it was just the alcohol, that you would never have acted like that sober.

But he couldn’t help hoping he was wrong.

As the night went on he only found himself falling deeper and deeper into thought. With nothing but the darkness of his bedroom to keep him company, he felt hyper aware of the emptiness around him.

Baekhyun hated sleeping alone already, and with the thoughts of your sweet words and actions running rampant in his mind, it felt impossible. How was he supposed to relax when you had just called him cute? The night drew on and on, but Baekhyun didn’t sleep. Not when the feeling of your hands around his body was still so fresh in his mind.

He was so close to what he yearned for more than anything, yet still so far.

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The Ride

Pairing: Mafia! Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Mafia Au

Word Count: 4.8k

Warning: Gun Use, Mentions of Death, Kidnapping, Smut, Mentions of Blood, Mentions of Sex Trafficking

Summary: Baekhyun was hired by your grandfather to watch over your cousin after she felt like she was being watched and marked. During his time at the diner with her, you and him became quite close. Little do you know the two of you are in for quite the ride.

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You lean over the counter, your cheek resting on your palm as you giggle at something Baekhyun had just said to you.

"You're so gross. He's supposed to be here for me." Rose scoffs as she smacks her gum, continuing to text on her phone.

"Oh my god, no." You laugh at Baekhyun before glaring at your cousin, scrunching up your face before hiding behind your hands. Your phone rings, you take it out and look at the caller ID, seeing grandpa flash across the screen you know he's there to pick up Rose.

"Grandpa is here for you." You tell her, seeing his car pull up out back. As she gets up to leave, you turn away from Baekhyun when you hear the bell from the front door ring, along with mumbling deep voices.

"Um.." Baekhyun says, making you turn around. You see a group of three men walking into the diner and Baekhyun's body stiffening up.

"It's a group of old men, Baek. Stop." You laugh, grabbing menus before heading over there.

"Hi guys." You smile, laying out the menus. "Can I get you guys something to drink to start?" You ask, slipping your notebook from your pocket.

"Well aren't you a pretty little thing. Hey Jon? Dontcha think she's pretty." One man says, looking you up and down.

"Absolutely." Another one murmurs. "She would make a nice fit with the others, hey Al?" He chuckles. "It's too bad she's not who we're here for."

Your hand begins to sweat and shake as you try to remain cool. You felt uneasy but your grandpa always told you how to handle these men, should you ever encounter them. He always told you to not worry about it because the diner was a safe place, but on the off chance something happened, he was only a phone call away.

"We heard Rose was going to be working today?" One man says with a smile. "I hear she gives great service. Could you get her?" He asks, his smile forced.

"She's not here but I'll get you some waters." You mumble, quickly walking behind the counter. You notice the spot that Baekhyun had been sitting was now empty. You gather up the waters and head back to the table, placing one down in front of each man.

"Do you guys know what you want to order or did you need more time?" You ask, your voice shaky.

"Oh I know what i want." Al says, standing up. "Rose."

"She's not here, I believe i said." You say, waving him off.

"I don't believe you." He laughs. All three men stand up.

"You guys can get the fuck out before I call the cops." You spit, placing your hand on your waist.

The men laugh as they stand up, one of them winking at you as they walk out the door.

"I'll be seeing you." He says, walking through the door, letting it slowly close behind him.

"Not likely!" You yell.

What a piece of shit.

You felt like you could finally breathe as you watched them climb into a car, turning your back before you even see them leave.

You walk into the kitchen where the cook was cleaning the grill, the music blaring from his headphones. You tell him about your encounter and just ask him to keep an eye out.

You go back up front and you see Baekhyun walking around the front of the diner as you gather up some garbage, watching him turn the corner. You never understood why he stayed here after Rose left, since she realistically should be the only reason he was here.

You take the garbage out the back and through the door to the dumpster. As you see Baekhyun looking inside your car you notice a man with a gun sneaking up behind him, the gun pointed directly at his head.

"Duck!" You scream.

Baekhyun drops to the ground as the man fires his gun, the bullet going straight through the window of your car.

He pulls out his gun, swiftly turning around to shoot the man before getting up and running to you. He grabs your wrist, dragging you to his car, opening the passenger door and pushing you in before he hops in the driver's seat, starting the car, putting it in drive, as he screeches out of the parking lot.

"Shit they had people waiting." Baekhyun spits, pressing down on the gas as two cars follow behind you. "I fucking knew it. I thought they would have moved on since she wasn't here." He mumbles.

"Yeah cause sex traffickers move on that easily once they have a target." You sigh, rolling your eyes. "They're not dumb, Baek. They know you're there to protect her."

"Here take this." He says ignoring what you said and handing you a gun. "Just keep shooting out the window. Try to aim for the tires." Baekhyun yells as he jerks the steering wheel to the left, the car behind you still trailing you too close for your liking.

As you take off the safety, your mind wanders back into how you got into this position, meeting Baekhyun.

"Ayn, this is Byun Baekhyun of EXO. He's here to watch after Rose while she's at work." Your grandpa, Chairman Yang tells you.

"Watch Rose? Why? Because she does such a terrible job?" You laugh. Your laugh quickly fades away as you see the seriousness on everyone's face and that's when you knew it wasn't something to be joking about. "What's going on?" You ask.

"She's been marked. Her car for the last few days have had the markings for trafficking." Baekhyun tells you. "This is how they do it, stake her out for a few weeks before they try to make their move."

"So you're there.." you pause before he cuts in.

"To protect her." He finishes.

"Don't worry Ayn. Nothing will happen." Your grandpa smiles, trying to ease your mind.

You weren't worried. You knew everything would be fine.

"Don't they know who she is? Why pick her?" You wonder. Your family was powerful, so why risk it?

"More powerful the family, more money for the girl. Some guys are just willing to take the risk." Baekhyun says.

"I've got to go to a meeting. All will be fine, Ayn." Your grandpa finishes, placing a kiss on your forehead before walking away, leaving you with the man you soon would fall for.

The first day Baekhyun showed up you laughed. He sat on a stool at the counter and looked around the building trying to locate Rose.

"Seriously?" You smile, looking at him with a blank stare. "First day and you already can't find her?"

"I know exactly where she is." He scoffs. "Back there." He says, pointing to the kitchen.

"Actually no. She didn't come in today. She had me take her shift today." You say, smiling wildy.

Baekhyun laughs as he shakes his head, lowering it in embarrassment.

"It's okay if you're not very smart, you're still hot." You smile.

"You think I'm hot?" He asks.

"Don't get all soft now, mafia man. You have a job to do." You say, walking away to serve the new group of people who just walked in.

Baekhyun knew then things would never be boring as long as you were around.

"I did it!" You exclaim excitedly as you watch the car behind you lose control and crash into a pole.

"Good job." Baekhyun laughs. "One more to go." He murmurs, jerking the car one more time and speeding up. "Hold on tight." He spits, grabbing the wheel tightly, stepping on the brake and turning the wheel hard, completely turning the car around.

You both speed past the car that had been trailing behind you, and laugh as you watch them through the mirrors, they slam on their brakes and try to turn to catch the two of you. By the time they had turned around, Baekhyun had already pulled into one of many side roads, turning off the car.

Sitting there in silence, you squeeze your legs together, your clit throbbing.

"Are you okay?" Baekhyun asks, worriedly.

"Adrenaline makes me horny." You breathe. You move your panties to the side, slowly slipping your fingers into your pussy, only letting out a soft moan.

"Are you..?" He begins to ask, but is cut off by you getting onto your knees, pulling your fingers from your pussy and leaning over to him. You lift up his shirt, running your fingers through his treasure trail, licking your lips before whispering "nice."

You unbutton his pants and he lifts himself up, making it easier for you to pull them down.

You lick your lips at the sight of his cock, hard, leaking pre cum.

You place your mouth over the tip wrapping your lips around it, swallowing his cock.

Baekhyun moans as you gag yourself on his cock. His head falls back against the seat, his mouth hanging open as he thrusts up, shoving his cock further back down your throat.

You bring yourself up, sitting up, you wipe your mouth, looking him in the eyes. "Im clean. Are you?" You ask.

"Yes." He whispers as he watches you pull your panties down and throw them in the backseat. He leans his seat back, pulling your arm to help you climb onto him, hiking your skirt up in the process. He holds his cock as you slowly begin to sink down on him, his cock stretching you out an unimaginable amount.

"Shit." He cries. "You're so fucking wet. You're drenched." He moans.

You place your hands on his shoulders, you're rolling your hips, curling yourself into him.

"Oh my god." You moan in his ear, leaning forward.

You move your fingers down, putting them in between the two of you and in between your lips, rubbing your clit. You nuzzle your nose into his neck, the scent of his cologne filling your nostrils.

"Dont stop." You cry, rolling your hips in just the right way. Your clit becomes sensitive as your orgasm quickly approaches.

You lift yourself up from against him, your head flying back as you cum all over his cock. You move your hand from between your legs, lowering your head to look Baekhyun in the eyes, you place your fingers in your mouth, sucking the juices from them.

Baekhyun moans as his hands leave your hips, moving up to begin undoing the buttons of your top, exposing your bra. He pulls a cup down, letting a breast spring free. He moans as he cups it, leaning his head forward to take it in his mouth.

Shivers run down your spine as he continues to suck while you ride him, his cock hitting the right spot every time.

You move your fingers down, putting them in between the two of you and in between your lips, rubbing your clit. You nuzzle your nose into his neck, the scent of his cologne filling your nostrils.

Baekhyun lets go of your nipple with a pop, but before he's able to say anything else, a pair of headlights are set on your car and a gunshot rings through the air.

"Shit." He spits, turning the car on. You try to get off of him but his one hand keeps you there in place. "I don't think so, baby." He smiles, putting the car in drive and flooring it. "Grab the gun." He spits.

You reach over to the empty passenger seat, grabbing the gun you had left there. "Aim it out my window. Try to hit wherever you can." He yells, jerking the car around another corner. You wrap your arm around his neck as he looks over your shoulder, watching the road. You stick your arm out the window and pull the trigger, doing your best to keep your aim at the car. You were having a little trouble concentrating with Baekhyun subtly thrusting inside you as he drove.

As you aim the gun out of his window, a moan slips out of your mouth, whispering the sound into his ear.

"Fuck baby, you can't do that." He groans, grunting as he bucks his hips up, pushing himself deeper inside of you.

"And you can't do that, if you want me to shoot." You gasp, clutching the gun tightly.

Managing to get a little bit of your concentration back, you squeeze your pussy around his cock as you aim and fire.

"Oh my god." Baekhyun gasps, biting his bottom lip before thrusting his hips up, pounding himself into you.

"Fuck." You cry out, bringing your free hand up to cup your breast, squeezing it tightly. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you ride Baekhyun, forgetting that you would be distracting him from trying to get the two of you to safety.

"Take another shot." Baekhyun groans, trying to concentrate, both hands on the wheel but his eyes on your bouncing tits.

You stick your arm out the window again, firing another shot, this time hitting a wheel, making the car begin to swerve before inevitably crashing into a tree. Baekhyun laughs as he slams on the breaks, shifting the car into park before his hands end up on your thighs, pushing down while he thrusted up hard.

"So fucking sexy." He grunts. You use your knees against the seat, bouncing on his cock, your tits in his face.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum." You cry, your hand grabs a clump of hair as your orgasm hits you, halting all your movements, causing you to shake. "Shit." You moan as Baekhyun thrusts himself into you more, chasing his own high.

"Im gonna.. cum." He stampers, his fingertips digging into your thighs as he shoots his load into your pussy, coating your walls with his cum. "Fuck." He huffs.

You smile as you both catch your breath before you get off of him and sit yourself in his passenger seat, feeling his cum drip from inside your pussy. "You can just drop me off at home if you want." You breathe, running your hands through your hair.

"I need to talk to your grandpa so yeah, let's go." Baekhyun says, turning shifting the car into drive and heading for your house.

"Yes sir." Baekhyun says as your grandpa gives him new instructions.

"You're to be there all day everyday. If EXO wants us on their side, you better be keeping us granddaughter safe." He says, not looking up from his desk.

"Yes sir. Of course sir." Baekhyun finishes, nodding his head.

"You may go. Ayn?" Your grandpa says.

"Yeah?" You say, turning around to face him.

"Maybe you should take some time off from the diner. Just until everything blows over." He suggests.

You laugh as you walk over behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I appreciate the concern, but they're not after me. Besides, you know i can handle myself." You say, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"I know you're tough." He chuckles. "Doesn't mean I can't worry about you."

"I'll see you later." You smile, walking out of his office.

A few days later you were back at work, missing Baekhyun. He had gotten a phone call from Rose saying she had an appointment and he was the one who needed to take her and watch her there. You could almost guarantee that she did not have an appointment, she just didn't want to come to work like usual.

You're brought out of your thoughts when the bell on top of the door rings and you heat the sound of footsteps walking into the diner. You turn around and see one of the men from before standing there, but this time he's alone.

"Table for one?" He asks.

"Sit where you want. I'll be right with you." You say, turning around to grab a menu. You take a deep breath, planning out what you were going to yell at him. You walk up to him, dropping his menu on the table as he looks up at you.

"Before you say anything.." he pauses. "I want to apologize for my friends and I the other day." He smiles. "They're into some weird business, we were drinking that day and things just got out of hand." He sighs. "A friend had told us about Rose and we pushed too far, we didn't mean any harm, i'm sorry." He finishes.

"If you weren't here to do any harm, then what about the guy who was shot?" You ask, trying to unravel his apology.

"What guy? Someone was shot?" He asked, looking worried.

"Nevermind.' You whisper. You weren't sure if you believed him but it's not like you would see him often, so you let it go. But that wasn't true. You saw home almost everyday after that, and everyday you became increasingly more and more comfortable around Al.

"Hey Al." You smile widely as he walks into the diner for the fifth time this week.

"Hello dear." He laughs, sitting down at his usual table. Already you were behind the counter grabbing his water and his coffee to bring to him.

"BLT or eggs today?" You smile, not even bringing him a menu considering he only ever ordered one of two things.

"I think the BLT sounds good today, Ayn." He says, sipping on his coffee. "How's your cousin?" He asks.

You had told him that she was a terrible coworker and he always liked to tease you about it. "Shitty, as usual." You smile. "I'll go put your order in quick."

As the night went on and Al finished his food, he liked to stay and have a few cups of coffee after, reading the paper and just enjoying the sound. Yoh remembers how he told you his family was all gone, his wife passed away years ago, and his children were all grown up and left the house. He missed the noise, being surrounded by people. Or that's what he told you.

"See ya, Ayn." He says, waving as he walks out the door a few hours later. You head over to his table to clean up his cups and underneath one of them was a $100 bill. He always managed to make you smile with his tips.

A few weeks later, Al was still coming in and Baekhyun didn't like it. "There's something off about him." He says, sipping his coffee, eyeing up the man who you had become close to.

"He's lonely. Leave him alone." You laugh, smacking Baekhyun on the arm.

"How was your day today, Ayn?" Al asks as you refill his coffee. "The same as yesterday and the day before and the day before." You laugh. "Work work work, go home and sleep and more work."

"You work far too much. You closing up again tonight?" He asks.

"Not tonight, I'm off early tonight but the rest of the week I'll be closing." You tell him.

"You make sure to be careful. There are some weirdos out there." He warns.

You thank him and turn around, missing the small smirk that appears on his lips before disappearing quickly.

At 7pm, you happily took off your apron, throwing it in the laundry basket in the back before saying goodbye and getting into your car.

Once you were home you took a quick shower, not bothering to use a towel to dry yourself off, you prefer to air dry.

You walk to your dresser grabbing your lotion off the top shelf as your door opens and in walks Baekhyun with his eyes closed.

"Look." He says. "We need to talk." He finishes opening his eyes, trailing your body up and down. "I.. we.. um." He stutters.

"Im listening." You say, rubbing lotion over your stomach before moving up to your breasts.

Baekhyun lets out a deep breath before moving to your desk chair, he sits down, biting his bottom lip. "Well.." he pauses.

"What do you want to say to me?" You ask, standing in front of him.

"I don't remember." He says, looking up at you. You smile as you crawl into his lap, straddling him. You wrap your arms around his neck, your breasts pushed into his face. You lift yourself up before rolling your hips against his clothed cock. You feel him grow beneath you as you continue to grind yourself on him.

"What do you want?" Baekhyun asks, his voice low.

"Do whatever you want to me." You breathe.

"Whatever I want?" He smirks.

You nod your head, biting your lip to hide your smile. Baekhyjn stands up holding your back as you wrap your legs around his waist. His hands move to your ribs, holding pulling you off and throwing you on the bed.

"Ropes?" He asks.

"Handcuffs." You reply, pointing to your closet. Baekhyun gets off the bed, moving to your closet. He reaches up to grab the pair of handcuffs, twirling them around his finger as he walks back to your naked body laying on the bed. He crawls on, smiling as you hold out your wrists for him. Happily he locks the handcuffs in place and pushes your arms to lay flat over your head.

"Hold onto the headboard and do not let go." He says with a growl.

"Yes sir." You purr.

Baekhyun moves down your body, forcing your legs open, spreading them as far as he can make them go. Your pussy is already dripping at the thought of him between your thighs.

He lays down on his stomach, spreading your lips before flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue. Your back arches for a moment, until he pushes you back down, keeping his hand there to not let you do that again.

"Oh my god." You cry out, his lips wrapping around you clit, sucking harshly.

He releases your clit, sliding two fingers into his mouth before slowly entering them inside you. He slowly pumps his finger in and out of you, bringing his other thumb to your clit and gently rubbing, making you arch your back again.

"Fuck fuck fuck." You cry out, the overwhelming sensation continuing to grow as he works his magic fingers.

"You're going to make me.. cum." You scream out, your hands holding on tightly to the headboard as your orgasm washes through your body, Baekhyun's fingers still continuing to work on you.

"Please. Please no more." You cry out, your body trying to twist away from him.

"Shh baby, you told me I could do whatever I wanted. So stop moving and let me make you cum again." He snaps, his eyes dark. You bite your bottom lip, your body tries to relax but fuck you're sensitive.

"I can't." You cry.

"You can and you will. Cum again, baby." He says, his fingers thrusting in and out of you quickly while his thumb rubs your clit.

"Fuck." You cry out, another orgasm washing over you, your clit throbbing from being so sensitive now.

Baekhyun removes his hands from you, standing up and pointing to the floor. "On your knees." He states, pointing to the hardwood floor beneath him. You crawl off the bed, your hands still in the cuffs. Your sink down onto your knees, in front of Baekhyun. He begins unzipping his pants, letting his cock spring free. You notice the precum dripping from his red tip.

"Suck." He demands.

You take a breath before leaning forward, licking the tip of his cock, swallowing the cum before taking more of him in your mouth.

Baekhyun's hands reach around and grab the back of your head, pulling a clump of hair to keep your head still before he slowly thrusts his hips back and forth, gently hitting the back of your throat.

As the seconds went on his thrusts became harder and faster. His grip on your hair tightened as he slammed his cock into your mouth, sliding it down your throat to make you gag. Tears brimmed your eyes as you choked on his cock.

"Such a good slut." He moans, pulling his cock from your mouth, letting you breathe.

"On the bed. All fours." He spits, discarding his shirt somewhere in your room.

You climb on the bed, mascara burning your eyes as it runs down your face. You put your face in your bed, pressing it into your sheets while sticking your ass in the air and wait for Baekhyun.

You feel the bed dip behind you before a hard slap lands on your ass, making it burning.

"Good girl." He purrs, grabbing your ass roughly before slapping it one more time.

Baekhyun lines his cock up with your hole, pushing himself inside you a little bit before he grips onto your hips and slams himself inside you.

"Holy fuck." You cry out but it's muffled. Your fingers hold tightly onto the bed sheets as your face is buried into the bed.

"Such a nice pussy." He groans, this thrusts slowly but hard, hitting your G spot everytime.

Seconds later he picks up his pace and begins pounding himself into you, his breathing heavy as his fingertips dig into your hips.

"Clench." He grunts.

You clench your pussy around him, making him cry out loudly.

"Fuck, just like that." He groans, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Im gonna cum." He yells, his grip becoming even tighter before he stops moving. He's hunched over you, as he spills himself into you, coating your walls with his cum.

"Shit." He breathes, giving small thrusts as he milks himself for everything.

He pulls himself out of you, letting cum fall from your pussy, as he walks to the bathroom to grab you a cloth.

He comes back with a smile on his face handing you the cloth before unlocking your hands, tossing the handcuffs onto your bed.

After cleaning up, he crawls in beside you, pulling you in close to him, sleep coming easily to you both.

Late in the morning, Baekhyun gives you a kiss on the lips as he quietly leaves your room, heading home to shower before going to the diner for his shift with Rose. "I'll see you later." You smile, knowing you'll be there in the next few hours for your long shift.

Over the next few nights of your closing shifts, Baekhyun had to leave early for the first two and had planned on staying for the third one. It was around 10pm when Rose had left to head home and it didn't take long for Baekhyun's phone to ring after that.

"You just left Rose." Baekhyun sighs as he answers the phone on speaker.

"I think someone's following me." She whispers. 'I've been taking a bunch of random turns and the car follows me the whole time." She says. You can hear the panic in her voice as you hear whimpers through the phone.

"Where are you? I'm on my way." Baekhyun says, taking off from the diner. Your stomach was in knots thinking about what could happen to Rose. You just hoped Baekhyun got to her in time. As you watch his car screech out of the parking lot, the front door opens. You see Al walking in, a smile on his face.

"Hey stranger." You grin, grabbing a cup for coffee.

"None tonight." He says. He looks uneasy and uncomfortable. "I'm really sorry Ayn. It's not my decision." He says. Before you're able to ask him what he meant, you hear the sound of a bullet hitting something or someone in the kitchen and then a body hitting the floor.

You look at Al with terror in your eyes as he shrugs his shoulders before you're hit over the head with something, making you fall into the darkness.

Baekhyun got to Rose as fast as he could. She had pulled into a well lit gas station that had many people around while she waited for him to show up.

"They're gone?" She says, looking around as Baekhyun walks up to her window. "It's like they saw you and took off." She says shrugging her shoulders.

His mind immediately went to you. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He pulled out his phone, dialing your number but you didn't answer. His hand starts to shake as he presses redial before running back to his car. He speeds out of the gas station and heads back to the diner.

You still didn't answer.

Baekhyun dials Chairman Yang, who picks up on the second ring. "What is it?" He asks.

"It's Ayn. Meet me at the diner." Baekhyun says before hanging up the phone. His foot presses on the gas, jolting his car to go faster.

He finally reaches the diner, barely putting the car in park before he flies out of the driver's seat, running inside. He calls out your name but you don't answer. His eyes look to the floor where he sees a large spot of blood.

"Ayn!" He calls again, no answer.

Chairman Yang runs through the door, looking at the blood then back at Baekhyun.

"It was never Rose." He breathes. "They never wanted her. It was always Ayn." He finishes, feeling like he's failed you.

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kyoongboxi · 3 years

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Delight —

[Baekhyun AU]

— Summertime with Baekhyun —

Summary; You were going to a waterpark to spend your summer with your highschool friends but who would have thought it would be your first meeting after a long time with your all-time highschool crush, Baekhyun.

Pairing; Baekhyun x Reader

Genre; fluff, cute, romance.

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You've already passed almost three years of college. You feel like you've been through everything started from missing the class especially the one which started in the morning, missing assignments, lack of sleep, skipping the class because of certain things, and others. You also rarely going out in season break because you feel like you didn't really need that. And now summer break is here again.

You were planning to go back to your parents house and spending time probably at the beach just like every summer with your little sister. But the last few days, your high school chat group is always ringing non-stop. Actually you don't care at all but your name keeps being mentioned in the group chat. It said you have to come because everyone misses you. You frowned as you scroll up the group chat and it turned out they're planning to go into a reunion in a local waterpark.

You were about to type something but your phone screen suddenly changed. Showing your high school's bestfriend name on it. Kayla. She was begging you to come because she also hasn't seen you in a long time. At first you were firm in your choice that you wouldn't come but Kayla who kept on sulking managed to melt your heart. You agreed.

And now here you are. Dressing in a simple black swimsuit, watching Kayla and your other friends splashing water into each other. You bend your knees a little so the water reached below your chest. There was a few people including your bestfriend below the big bucket waiting for it to be filled with water and creating a big splash of water when it spilled. Kayla noticed you were watching and she's gesturing you to come.

A laugh escaped your lips as you keep shaking your head telling that you didn't want to come. You don't really like playing in the waterpark because you almost seeing death when you were playing on a waterslide with your friends in high school. You disobeyed the playing procedure. At that time you were sitting on the front, followed by three of your friends in the back. The height of the swimming pool was more than 1,6 meters. You thought it wasn't a problem at all because you can swim. But then you were drowned for about three minutes because your friends keep pushing you down accidentally.

You pushed away your thoughts as the bucket spilled causing a big splash of water and people screaming happily. A smile automatically drew against your lips as you saw Kayla laughing with her friends. Not long after, she was approaching you and splashing you with water.

"Let's go to the waterslide. Wanna come? C'mon bestie just this time?" Kayla asked you suddenly. She knows everything about what happened to you back then so there was a little hesitation slipped between her tone.

"I don't—"

"Aaahh.. Please? You're gonna be fine. I promise. Yeah?" Then she did that again. Showing her puppy eyes and grasping your hands with her.

You rolled your eyes at her before getting up from the water and agreeing. Kayla jumped and pulled you into a tight hug. You both were giggling until your friends approaching you and heading into the waterslide together. There was around nine people including you who wants to play the waterslide.

You climb the stairs carefully with your heart starting to race inside your chest. It was your first time trying this again since that accident. Kayla noticed your stiff movement and she throws her arm around your shoulder and telling you you're going to be just fine.

"Loosen up a bit.. You're fine. Okay? All your friends in here we wouldn't let you drown" Hearing the last sentence, your hands automatically flew to her chest. Hitting her lightly caused your friend to laugh.

After a few minute climbing up the stairs, you and your friends finally reached the top. You peeking out how far the waterslide is and it was kinda long. Maybe it took around one minute or more for reaching the ground. You shivered but your thoughts being pushed away when four of your friends already sliding down through it using the yellow swimming tire made for four people.

You immediately glancing around because now only five people are left and four of them including Kayla was getting ready to start their adventure. Your friends only brought a two swimming tire and basically it only fits for eight people.

"Gu—guys.." You called out and four of them glancing against your direction.

"The tire was made for four people and— we were five. I— I don't want go alone.. I'll just going down using the stairs—"

"Right— I'm sorry I didn't realize that. That's fine I'll come down using the stairs with you—" Kayla spoke and getting up from the tire, walking towards where you stand at the corner but you stopped her by saying its fine.

"No no.. Kayla you can join them. Its fine actually— I'm having a doubt for sliding this down" You gestured. "I'm going to use the stairs. Its fine— guys" You let out an awkward laugh and Kayla sent you an apologetic look meanwhile the other three was calling her to come with them.

"Its fine, Kay. Just wait for me" You spoke softly.

"Okay then—" She nodded and turned her back to you. "I'll wait on the pool. Join us asap, yeah?" Kayla turned her head around once again and you nodded.

They disappeared against the waterslide tunnel not long after and you could hear their muffled laughter echoing through it. You sighed and wraps your arms around your torso. You shouldn't have agreeing to come because now you feel bad for ruining your friends summer time.

You turned around walking towards the stairs. You keep your head down and you saw a man feet walking in the same direction. Without thinking twice you move aside, letting him to walk first but a familiar voice calling your name caused you to looked up.

You feel like someone is pulling you harshly into the same hole that leading into your past when your eyes met those warm yet captivating brown eyes you wished you will never see again. Baekhyun, Byun Baekhyun. Your biggest crush ever when you were in the high school.

He was there. Looking at you with one arm holding the yellow swimming tire behind his back. The last time you saw him on his Instastory, his hair was white. But now he dyed his hair into a darker color. Slightly wet and half parted. It was like he's been running his fingers through his hair because it was a little bit messy. And you noticed that he was wearing a black shirt that clutching into his skin perfectly paired with red shorts. All wet.

Oh you just want to disappear and curse at Kayla for not telling you he was also coming. You feel shy under his gaze because you noticed he was looking at your exposed skin before going back into your eyes. You hugged your exposed torso a little bit tighter and shoot him a smile. A forced one because it was too obvious and Baekhyun noticed your awkwardness.

"I thought you went down already with Kayla and the others?" Baekhyun finally spoke. "I just talked to someone a few minutes ago and I told Lucas to going first with the others. Did he join you?" And now you realized you missed him that much. Even his voice sounds like a great lullaby when it reached your ears.

You could only nodded because you feel like your tongue are tied and its very hard to speak. Your heart keep thumping loudly meanwhile your brain keep telling you to leave him. Right now.

"Ah I see.. And— what happened to you why didn't you joining?"

And you finally open your mouth. "They only brought two tire— only fits for four people— all of us were nine so I didn't get the space" You answered with a soft laugh.

"And now you wanna go down using the stairs?" He asked again as he put the yellow tire on the slide.

You nodded.

Baekhyun glanced at you. A smile drew against his lips showing his teeth and those cute cheeks. "Wanna slide together?" He offered.

Your eyes widened immediately as you heard those words rolling out his tongue. Slide together? Hell nah. "But— you only brought the tire designed for one people—"

He chuckled. "Not a big problem. You can sit on my lap" He answered easily. "C'mon"

You close your eyes for a sec and trying to control your breathing because God this man is crazy and your heart is also beating crazily. "I'm sorry Baekhyun, but I got a trauma—"

"I know, I know. I would never forget that" He shook his head and threw his gaze into another direction before coming back to you. "I'll hold you tight. You're gonna be fine. C'mon" He then offered his hand to you.

Both your heart and mind is racing. You really didn't know what to do and what to choose. "C'mon.. You should live a little we both still young. I know you since long ago. You trusted me, right?"

Did you trust him? "Is that okay with you if I sit on your— la— lap?"

"More than okay. Let's go"

Baekhyun climbed against the tire. Trying to find the right position with his legs spread open. Once he was done, he gestured for you to sit on top of him. To sit on his lap.

You walked up slowly towards him with a shaky legs and you just hope he didn't noticed. Take a deep breath, you crouched down to sit against his lap carefully. You could feel the wet material of his shorts rubbing against your inner thighs as you sit down. His right arm immediately snakes around your naked torso and you shivered because his skin feels cold against your warm one meanwhile his other hand clutching into the side of the tire for safety. Your both hands also joining him clutching the side of it.

"Ready?" He spoke softly against your ear. His breath caressed your skin.

You nodded softly before you closed your eyes. You don't want to see everything. You were scared of being drowned. "Relax.." Baekhyun tightened his grip around your body. "We'll go in one.. Two.."

"Three!"

With that, you could feel the tire sliding down in a fast motion. Moving deeper inside the tunnel of the waterslide. You could hear the man behind you screaming and laughing happily when you wouldn't dare to open your eyes. It took around one minute or more for reaching the pool and the next thing you realized was your body being slammed hard into the water as your breath hitched in your throat. A lot of water filling up your nose and you panicked. But you were pulled to the surface just in time as a pair of arms wrapped around your body.

You couldn't help but clutching into his arms as you coughed. Your breathing was fast and you probably looks like a dying fish in the hand of the fisherman. "Easy— easy... Let it out" You heard Baekhyun talk as he patted your back soothingly.

A minute passed and you were greeted by his warm gaze. You could tell he was worried about you from the way he looks at you in your eyes. "Are you okay?"

You nodded and let out a laugh as you throw your arms around his neck. Pulling him into your embrace. "I'm alright. I'm— I'm so sorry Baekhyun"

He gladly returned your embrace and running his fingers against your tangled locks. "That's fine. You're okay. We both fine. You trusted me, didn't you?"

You nodded and close your eyes again. You could feel Baekhyun chuckled because your chest was pressed against him. "Let's go for another ride then?" He asked you.

And not far from where you were at, stood Kayla smiling and winked against the man. Baekhyun nodded and raised his thumb towards her. Mission success.

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bbhkjiexofics · 3 years

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FORGIVENESS IS NOT A GAME - CHAPTER 2

Author: bbhkjiexofics Genre: romance, fluff, angst, slice of life, smut (later chapters), slow burn Au: Idol!Au Warnings: signs of PTSD, domestic abuse, alcohol abuse, strong language, violence, sexual content Pairing: Jongin x Reader (feat. EXO members) Word count: 7.7k

A/N: Hi everyone! Here’s the next chapter of Forgiveness is Not a Game! I hope you continue reading on! I know that it’s a slow burn right now but trust me, it’s all worth it.

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CHAPTER 2

After you guys finished your lunch, you suddenly felt a bit more comfortable with them. Throughout the meal, all of you started chatting and talking about a lot of things, you and Jongin sneaking glances at each other from time to time but would never actually allow the other to catch them.

It was shocking to think just how much they were opening up to you and it even shocked you more when you were also willing to share a few bits of your life with them.

A few. Not all.

You learned a lot about each member during the lunch. Like how Jongdae actually has a girlfriend who’s not a celebrity and that they’ve been successfully able to hide it from the public eye for a long time now. You beamed at this confession from him because he just looked so proud to be able to talk about his love to someone who was not an EXO member.

You also found out that this is the first vacation that Yixing has been able to join after some time being away in China. He just felt so relieved to be able to find the time in his schedule to be with his brothers and spend some quality time with them. This made you realize just how tight their bond is. That no matter how much they’ve been apart from each other, it’s like they just easily pick up from where they left off. As if no time has passed between them.

You spotted how Minseok always kept everything neat and tidy with the way he eats his meals and gathers everything so precisely between his chopsticks before he takes a bite. He admits that he’s a bit of a clean freak but judging from the way the other guys are, they need Minseok to keep the balance.

Junmyeon and Kyungsoo shared a lot of tour TMIs like how some members pranked Junmyeon in the waiting room after the concert when he fell asleep and woke up to being taped to the chair, leaving him furious but the culprits – Jongin, Chanyeol, and Sehun, couldn’t stop laughing at the story and you were laughing along with them, tears appearing in your eyes and your belly was hurting from just how hard you were laughing. Kyungsoo shared how the members often try to bother him with toys that fans throw on stage for them to play with, he rolls his eyes as he whines about how they try to get him to play with them but you spot him looking warmly at his members as they explain why playing during concerts is the best part of the show. To which, he eventually nods and agrees.

Baekhyun is the most chaotic of them all. Instigating laughs and throwing jokes every chance he gets. He definitely became one of your favorites already with the way he made you feel comfortable and made sure he got a laugh out of you.

Sehun even shared stories about his dog, Vivi, and just how much he loves him and wished he could have brought him to this vacation but he wanted to focus on spending quality time with his brothers after a long tour schedule.

“Well, if you miss Vivi too much, you are always welcome to go down to the stables across the field to pet my horses.” You smile at him.

He looks towards the glass sliding doors to take a peek at the stables, “Hm, n-no. That’s okay.” He flashed you a shy smile.

“Other than dogs, Sehun freaks out at almost every other animal.” Baekhyun snickers as he takes the last bite of his food and Sehun slaps his arm after he revealed that tiny little secret about him.

You giggle, “You’re afraid of horses?” You eye him mockingly and go towards the glass sliding doors to open them. “There’s nothing to be afraid of, they’re all really sweet and it would be nice if they also got to see who these random guys are living with me.”

Chanyeol quickly stands up to follow you to the glass sliding door, “Hyung! They’re so cute! Can we please go? I want to pet them!”

Junmyeon gets up from his seat as well, “Sure, but maybe after we’ve settled in on the room assignments and brought up our luggage.”

Ah, leader vibes indeed.

Everyone starts following Junmyeon to the living room as you shut the glass sliding door to help them with their luggage.

“Okay, uhm, Y/n, how many rooms do you have upstairs? Just so we could settle in on the room situation.” Junmyeon asks.

“There are 5 bedrooms upstairs. The first door on the left of the staircase is mine but the other 4 bedrooms are free.”

“Okay so, Sehun and I will be roommates,” Junmyeon announces and Sehun whines, “Hyung, why do we always have to be roommates?”

Suho sighs before facing the maknae, “Because we all know that you can’t sleep alone and I’m the only one who’s willing to share a bed with your fidgety sleeping habits.”

“It’s true. And Junmyeon hyung is the only one willing to listen to your claims about seeing a ghost every night.” Baekhyun adds in.

Sehun rolls his eyes as the rest of the members laugh, you included.

“Aish! Fine!” Sehun slumps down on the living room couch as Junmyeon continues to announce the rest of the room assignments.

Room assignments: Kyungsoo and Jongin Baekhyun and Chanyeol Yixing, Chen, and Minseok

The 3 who are sharing get the biggest room at the end of the hall, which used to be your parents’ room. It didn’t really bother you as much as you thought it would to have other people occupying that room. Maybe because it’s been so long and having people here in this big house other than aunt Yuna and uncle Jae has been surprisingly comforting.

None of them asked about your parents or where they were. Maybe their manager or uncle Jae have already filled them in with regards to that so you didn’t bother disclaiming that with them. If they wanted to know, they’d ask. But deep down you’re glad that they didn’t, you wouldn’t want your first meeting and conversation to be sad and sappy.

The boys started carrying their suitcases up to their rooms and when Jongin was about to carry his own, Kyungsoo quickly stepped in and took the handle.

“Ah hyung, I can carry it don’t worry.” He flashes Kyungsoo a quick smile, making sure you didn’t see his embarrassment of having his hyung help him with such a simple task.

Kyungsoo ignores Jongin’s words as he doesn’t let go of the handle of his suitcase. “Don’t be stubborn, Jongin. You’re almost healed so there’s no way I’m risking your injury to prolong itself when it’s almost gone.”

Kyungsoo hurriedly follows the rest of the members upstairs with their suitcases before Jongin could argue and you can hear Chanyeol and Baekhyun fighting Sehun and Junmyeon upstairs about which room goes to who.

You giggle at their arguments but your gaze averts to Jongin as he sits down on the living room couch. He looks at his brothers going up the stairs leisurely, not having to worry about any injury.

“Hey,” you start to speak and Jongin snaps up his head to look at you, “you want me to help you go to your room?” You offer but he just looks at you with a blank expression which sends a chill down your spine.

Did I say something wrong?

He quickly stands up and smiles at you although compared to the smiles he’s shown you today, this was a sad and quick one.

“If you’re wondering about the injury, I’m really fine. I was able to dance and perform during the latter dates of the tour so it isn’t as bad. They’re just really protective of me and scared I’m going to get injured again so they don’t even want me to walk on my own, let alone carry my own damn suitcase upstairs.” Jongin looks at the staircase where his brothers are easily climbing and he sighs.

He looks back at you and you just give him a look of understanding. You get it, injuries can make or break someone. You’ve seen that first hand. But the only way for someone to start living normally again without fear is if they make an effort and Jongin seems to be making an effort and you can see that. Him wanting to do things on his own, not wanting to disclose to you first and foremost that he’s injured or recovering from an injury during lunch, just so you don’t pity or coddle him. You can sense that he hated being coddled so you decided that you’re going to help him with what he wants – to actually do something.

“Well, can you help me clean up the dining room then? I have come to the conclusion that all of us in this house are messy eaters, except Minseok, so I’m gonna need a hand with clearing the table.” You offer as you start making your way back to the dining room, you look back at him and gesture for him to follow you as he flashes you a bright smile.

Jongin follows you to the dining room, he helps carry the plates and glasses back to the kitchen and you start washing the dishes. He removes his jacket and places it behind one of the dining room chairs and that’s when you see just how toned and muscular his arms are. Wow. The plain white shirt is indeed doing you favors as you watch him come towards you, grabbing a dish towel on the way, and standing beside you ready to wipe the dishes you’ve washed dry.

“Thank you.” He tells you quietly as he starts wiping the first dish.

You look at him and smile before continuing on with your task.

Breathe, Y/n. Be cool. Be calm. He smells really good but you can do this. You can stand next to him and his amazing arms and be completely normal.

“You know, I don’t know how you can be so comfortable with having nine random guys stay with you in your house.” He says, breaking the silence and snapping you out of your thoughts about his damn arms.

You let out a breathy laugh, “My aunt and uncle say that I’ve been cooped up in this big house alone for too long so they wanted me to ‘break out of my shell’ and actually make an effort to not be a hermit.”

Jongin laughs and you swear it’s the most beautiful sound in the world.

“I didn’t know hermits could be pretty.” Jongin confesses and he suddenly realizes what just came out of his mouth before he looks away from you and clears his throat. “I mean, it’s just strange that you’d be here all by yourself. I’d think you’d have a boyfriend or friends or something to keep you company.” He mutters quickly as he tries to divert away from what he previously said but you heard it. Loud and clear.

Jongin finds you pretty.

You try to keep the blush threatening to come up your face by biting down on your cheeks, “Uhm, nope, no boyfriend..” he looks up at you again in mild shock but you continue, trying to be calm and collected. “All my friends are back in the city and are at university so we don’t really see each other often.”

“Oh, then why aren’t you with them at university?”

Your movements freeze for a moment but you didn’t think he noticed so you clear your throat before answering him, “Just cause.. I don’t know, maybe I found out eventually that university wasn’t for me. Anyways, we call each other from time to time but that’s about it. I mostly like to keep to myself anyways so it hasn’t really been a struggle to be here by myself.”

You tried to speed through your answer about the whole you not being in university topic, hoping that the subject of the conversation would quickly change.

“I guess we have that in common.” Jongin’s eyes now focused on the same plate he’s been wiping ever since the conversation started.

“What do you mean?”

“Keeping to yourself,” he shrugs as he finally moves on from the plate and picks up a spoon to wipe dry, “we’re kinda the same in that aspect because other than being with the members, I mostly like to keep to myself.” He looks at you as you nod and acknowledge his reply.

He continues, “I’m an introvert so it’s not that hard for me to be alone and I’m guessing you are too.” He smiles at you.

You shift your gaze away from him so you could focus on these damn plates that still need to be washed, thinking to yourself that it feels like there’s no end to this chore. But you welcome it anyways as it gives you an excuse to talk to Jongin more.

“Yeah, I think I’ve learned that keeping to yourself is much better than talking to people because even though it sounds a bit sad and cynical, I’d rather keep all the thoughts in my head to myself than bother someone with my thoughts or struggles.” You laugh shakily as you suddenly confess this deep ideal you have to this guy you literally just met a few hours ago.

Kind of ironic to be letting out this thought when you literally just told him that you’d rather keep these types of things to yourself. But for some reason, it feels so easy to talk to this man. To let yourself blurt out these things that you’d normally hide from people because you think that Jongin actually understands and cares. There’s a certain comfort about him that you just can’t figure out, which is both frightening and inviting at the same time.

Jongin nods his head before he hums in agreement, “I get it completely.”

“Like this injury for example, I never want my members to see me struggle or be in pain or be uncomfortable because I don’t want them to feel bothered about having to take care of me when I know I can do things myself. It’s just frustrating to feel like you’re bothering other people with your discomfort. It feels like you’re a burden, and I hate that.” He stops his movements with wiping the glass in his hand as he dwells on the sudden admission.

“But you’re not a burden, Jongin..” You stop washing the dishes as well and turn to face him as he looks at you with his piercing, beautiful eyes.

You don’t know what it was but you felt the need to quickly reassure him – to make him feel like he wasn’t alone. To make sure that he didn’t creep into the same black hole you’ve dug up for yourself all these years.

You needed to spare him from that loneliness.

You swallow before you continue, “Even if I’ve just met you all today, I can tell how much you all care and value each other. I don’t think you’re being a burden to them, I think they just want to care for you and be there for you whenever you may need them because well, they love you.”

He stares at you and looks down at the ground with a sigh, “I know.. It’s just, I never want to feel like I’m holding anyone down. I never want to pass the hassle on to other people because I know I can handle it on my own.”

You sigh not because you feel any pity or sadness for him but because you completely understand how he feels. You come to think to yourself that maybe someone in the world actually gets why you do the things you do, feel the things you feel.

He looks back up as he hears you sigh, “Sorry, this suddenly just turned into such a heavy conversation.”

He tries to go back to his chore and goes to grab the glass that still needs to be wiped but you stop him from looking away and hold his arm gently. You feel a sort of electricity from the touch and you know he felt it too because he looks into your eyes expectantly, searching for anything to grab hold of from his sudden showcase of vulnerability.

You look back into his eyes with sincerity, probably the first time you’ve done so in so long, trying to reassure him that everything you’re about to say is completely genuine and is coming from a place of understanding, “There’s no shame in accepting help, especially from the people who love and care for you the most.”

You suddenly realize that you’re still holding onto his arm and you let go, he looks at the ghost of your touch but you continue on, “I accepted the help from my aunt and uncle by agreeing for you guys to stay with me. It was honestly really scary and I dreaded it, not gonna lie-”

He lets out a small laugh and you laugh along with him before you continue, “but honestly, even with just that lunch, I already feel less alone. I already feel a little better and it makes me think twice about why I waited so long to take the first few steps in trying to open myself up to people again.”

You shock yourself at your sudden confession. You didn’t realize you had these thoughts until you blurted them out just now but having said it to Jongin just made you feel so much lighter, happier even. I stark contrast to how you’ve been over the last 3 years hiding yourself from the rest of the world within the confines of this house.

Jongin looks back up at you and gives you a warm smile, “Well I guess we’re both about to feel a little less lonely these next couple of weeks.”

You feel your cheeks heating up again as you notice that you both are merely a few inches apart, his eyes locking their gaze onto yours and you try your best to let out a few words, “I guess we are.” You say softly as you return his warm smile.

You suddenly hear someone plop into the bar stool just across from you both and it snaps you and Jongin out of your moment, significantly increasing the distance between you.

Whoever this person is, I am about to murder him.

“Whatcha doiiiiiin’?” Baekhyun speaks up as he props his chin onto his hand as his elbow rests on the bar counter.

Jongin looks at him slightly annoyed and with gritted teeth he says, “Nothing hyung, just helping Y/n clean the dishes.”

“Mhmmmmm…” Baekhyun wiggles his eyebrows at you both as you look away from him, finally finding the will to focus on these damn dirty dishes.

How are these still not clean!?

Kyungsoo enters the kitchen and lets Jongin know that he’s done taking a shower and Jongin could go freshen up in their room.

Jongin looks at you and you nod at him telling him that it’s okay, you can handle the dishes by yourself. He flashes you a small smile as he follows Kyungsoo upstairs, but not before he gives Baekhyun one last glare as he passes by him.

You focus your attention back towards the dishes that have finally lessened, only two plates left to wash and you can go to your room, away from these nine boys to have a moment of peace to think about the conversation that just happened between you and Jongin and internally struggle with the fact that just the way he says your name brings chills down your spine.

Baekhyun clears his throat and you look at him nonchalantly, “Yes, Baekhyun? Do you need anything?” You turn your head away from him to finish up your chore.

“So, Y/n.. Jongin, huh?”

You pause your movements and you know that Baekhyun saw your hesitation as you try to answer him calmly, “What do you mean?”

“You know, I’m kinda sad it’s not me but Jongin is a catch!! At least it’s not Jongdae, so there’s no problems there, if ya know what I mean?” His tone is teasing and you know that he’s trying to get something out of you but you’re not gonna fall for it. Nope.

“Listen, Baekhyun, I don’t know what you mean, really..” You give him your best confused and innocent look but he just shrugs as he leans against the back rest of the bar stool with his arms across his chest.

With a raised eyebrow he tries to narrow his eyes at you, trying to catch any lies behind your tone. Luckily you stand your ground because he finally gives up and sighs, “Ugh fine, but just so you know, I will be the first to approve!”

He gets down from his seat and walks to go back upstairs and before you thought you could finally let down your façade of trying to not understand what he meant about you and Jongin, his head pops out of the archway again, eyes still narrowed to make sure you’re still as oblivious as you make it out to be, “Hmmm. Interesting…” he mutters but before he walks out of the kitchen completely he finally looks at you sweetly and says, “The boys are almost done settling in and Chanyeol is adamant about meeting your horses so they’ll be down any minute now.” You nod your head and give him the best smile you could before he’s finally out of view.

You let out a quiet breath and finish up the last of your dishes quickly before you get ready to let the boys meet the horses.

So much for having time to yourself in your room to think about Jongin.

You have finally put away all the dishes into the cupboards and wiped the dining table clean. From greeting the boys, to chatting over lunch, and cleaning up the dining room and kitchen, you were spent.

One would think that you’d be quite annoyed with how the boys left you alone to clean up (except Jongin, who helped quite a lot with the dishes), but you understood as they’re probably exhausted from the trip over here and you also found out that they came straight from the airport, only passing by their dorm to pick up their luggage for this vacation. So you don’t have any annoyance as they help themselves to quick showers and wardrobe changes while you tidy up the kitchen and dining room.

When you’re satisfied with the spotless rooms, you make your way over to go upstairs to check if they were able to settle in well but you saw that Jongin left his jacket on one of the chairs.

You pick it up and chuckle at the cute bear emblem embossed on the front pocket of his denim jacket.

Looks just like him.. adorable.

You make your way up the stairs, Jongin’s jacket in hand, and knock on the first door you see to check if that was Kyungsoo and Jongin’s room.

To your surprise, Jongin opened the door to the bedroom just beside yours, greeting you with a towel to his head, his hair was still slightly damp from his shower and he’s changed his clothes to a cute striped button down and loose beige pants.

“Hey!” Jongin beamed as he saw you holding up his jacket.

“You left this downstairs.” You smiled at him as you handed over his jacket, your hands grazing each other slightly and you have to bite onto your cheek again to refrain from blushing.

You redirected your gaze at Kyungsoo as he folds his clothes on his bed, “I’m just curious as to why you picked the smallest room.” You lean on the doorway and raise an eyebrow at him.

Jongin looks at him in shock, “Hyung! I knew our room was the smallest!” He whined adorably and you let out a small giggle as he smiles up at you upon hearing the sound come out of your mouth.

Kyungsoo looks at both of you before going back to folding his clothes, “Because it’s the room beside yours.” Both your heads turn to Kyungsoo in shock at his casual revelation.

“What?” He looks back at both of you as he rolls his eyes and just shrugs, you look down at your feet to hide the shyness but not before you catch Kyungsoo give a knowing smile to Jongin.

First Baekhyun, and now Kyungsoo?

You clear your throat and Jongin averts his gaze from his hyung back to you. “Are you guys ready? I’m just gonna get a few apples and carrots from the pantry then I can wait for you guys downstairs so you all can meet the horses.”

“Y-yeah, we’ll be down in a minute. I’ll gather up the other members as well and we’ll meet you downstairs.” He smiles back at you and looks at his hyung as Kyungsoo nods his head in acknowledgement.

“Great,” you smile. “see you in a bit.” He nods and you leave their door and as Jongin slowly closes it, still within earshot you hear him say, “Hyung, what was that!?”

You smile to yourself and continue towards the pantry to grab the apples and carrots so the boys can feed the horses if they wanted to.

Okay, Y/n. It’s just a little crush. Don’t get ahead of yourself now.

Just as you come out of the pantry, you see the boys slowly filing in the living room. Sehun, Jongdae, and Junmyeon have already taken a seat on the couch and Baekhyun, Jongin, and Kyungsoo are seated across them on the other couch chatting away.

Yixing and Minseok are heading down the stairs and when you take a look at all of them, you realize Chanyeol’s missing.

Just before you could ask the rest of the members where Chanyeol is, he comes rushing down the stairs, all decked out in ‘riding’ gear, or what he thinks is riding gear. He was sporting a flannel button down, a denim vest on top, jeans that you didn’t know he would have in his wardrobe as they looked like something actors would wear on set of Mid-Western movies, and brown boots.

Oh. And of course, a cowboy hat.

The rest of the guys look at their member in shock until Sehun bursts out laughing, “Hyung! What the fuck are you wearing!?”

The rest of the members start laughing with the youngest and you only spot Yixing and Minseok restraining themselves from partaking in this laugh fest. You try to follow their lead and look away to hide your laugh.

“Why are you laughing!? At least I came prepared!” Chanyeol huffed as he turned in full 360 fashion so he could show off his outfit, as if that would make it all make sense.

“Who are you trying to be? Lone Ranger!?” Baekhyun wheezes as he holds onto his belly from laughing too hard.

“Hyung!” Sehun chimes in, still dying from laughter as he holds onto Junmyeon to keep himself from falling off the couch, “Where do you think we are!? In the wild wild west!?” Sehun wheezes and he wipes away the tears coming out of his eyes.

“Howdy, partner!” Baekhyun says with the best cowboy impression he could muster and that’s what causes you to laugh along with them, unable to restrain yourself any longer because the sight of Chanyeol was inevitably hilarious.

Did he really think that’s what riders wear!? I’m dead.

Chanyeol groans and makes his way towards Baekhyun dying on the floor, slapping his arm to make him stop laughing and that just makes the rest of the members laugh harder, even Yixing and Minseok weren’t spared.

“You are so mean!” Chanyeol hits Baekhyun with his cowboy hat in between each word and Junmyeon tries to break the two up.

“Okay, okay, let’s all just ignore what Chanyeol is wearing,” wiping away his own tears from his eyes, “and let’s go meet some horses so Chanyeol can live his cowboy fantasy.”

Chanyeol forces himself off Baekhyun but before he could try to calm down,

“Isn’t that right, partner?” Junmyeon emphasizes the last word, making the room erupt in laughter once more.

“Yah, hyung! You’re not supposed to join in!” Chanyeol protests.

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry! Let’s go!”

Everyone tries to calm down at their leader’s words and you try to gather yourself up to lead them towards the stables, Chanyeol shooting each member he passes a glare as he trails behind you, the members following behind him still laughing at his outfit.

When you reach the stables, the first horse you introduce to the boys was a grey and white spotted stallion.

“This here is Old-Timer,” you reach into your bag full of apples and carrots and feed Old-Timer a treat.

“Oh. My. God.” Chanyeol says as he turns into a giddy little kid. The rest of the members stand behind him in amazement as they watch you feed the horse in such close proximity, showing no fear as you pet the stallion’s neck and he neighs in delight.

Sehun jumps and clings onto Junmyeon and you chuckle at his reaction. “C’mon, Sehun! He won’t bite!”

Junmyeon and Yixing grab both of Sehun’s arms and tries to push him nearer Old-Timer but he backs away quickly, “No way! I saw his teeth! They’re huge!”

It’s funny how Sehun may have been the most intimidating out of all of them at first but when he actually starts getting comfortable, he just turns into a big baby. Hiding behind his hyungs like the well-loved maknae he is.

“Oh, don’t be such a baby.” Chanyeol tells the youngest as he goes closer to Old-Timer and looks at you before you nod to let him know that it’s okay to go ahead and pet him.

“Eeeep!” Chanyeol exclaims as he starts to pet the beautiful horse.

You move away so that any member who’d like to pet Old-Timer as well could take your spot. Kyungsoo goes nearer the horse and you offer him an apple, which he gladly takes, as he cautiously lifts up the fruit near the horse’s mouth to eat. Old-Timer eats the apple from Kyungsoo’s hand and he beams at the interaction, looking back at his members, “Did you see that!? He ate it!”

You smile at him and nod for him to get another apple from the bag so he could give the horse another treat.

“Old-Timer here is the oldest horse in this stable and he’s also been here the longest.”

They look at you delightedly and then shift their attention back to the other two members petting the beautiful horse.

“Good boy!” You tell Old-Timer, as you reach in your bag to give him his last treat so you can move on to the next horse.

The members follow you to the next stable and Chanyeol and Kyungsoo tell their goodbyes to Old-Timer.

You greet the beautiful red-brown mare with a beautiful white imprint in the middle of her face with a pat on the neck. “This here, is Red Lady.”

You smile at the horse before shifting your attention back to the members to spot their reaction. The boys are giddy at the fact that the horses have been tame so far, except Sehun, who’s still clinging onto Junmyeon’s shirt.

“Who wants to pet Red Lady?” You ask them and you feel like you’re taking school boys to a field trip at some petting zoo. It leaves you beaming with pride as any moment you get to show off your beautiful horses to anyone is just gratifying in itself.

“Me!!” Baekhyun quickly volunteers as you reach your bag out to him so he can pick out a treat for Red Lady.

“Hi, cutie!” He coos as he offers a carrot to the mare and she gratefully eats it from his hand.

“I think I’m in love.” Baekhyun says, his mouth agape and his eyes in awe of the horse in front of him. You giggle at his reaction, “Get in line, buddy.” He shoots you an amused look and moves to Red Lady’s side as he starts to pet her neck, even going as far as to nuzzle his face to hers.

“Oh my God, I wanna do that too!” Chanyeol suddenly comes up to Red Lady’s other side and slowly pets her, eventually following what Baekhyun did but Red Lady moves her head away from Chanyeol and he stares at her then at you in shock.

“Red Lady! That’s not nice!” You laugh and Baekhyun sticks his tongue out at Chanyeol, “Red Lady likes me not youuuu.” he sing-songs his tease and Chanyeol huffs and before he could argue with Baekhyun, Jongdae comes forward and reaches into your bag so he could give her a treat as well.

He offers Red Lady an apple then goes to pet her neck, nuzzling his face just like Baekhyun successfully.

“I think she just wanted a treat before any cuddling,” Jongdae tells Chanyeol before he continues, “I mean you know, from experience, I know the way to a lady’s heart.” He winks at Chanyeol and the other members groan in response. Baekhyun shoves Jongdae away from Red Lady, “Yeah, yeah, we get it lover boy. Now leave my girl alone.”

“AWAAAE!” Jongdae whines and you try to move on to the next stable before Red Lady gets overwhelmed with the sudden swarm of attention.

You continue moving through each stable, introducing your horses to the members and each member grows accustom to different horses. Chanyeol and Kyungsoo formed a bond with Old-Timer, Baekhyun and Jongdae with Red Lady, Yixing, Minseok, and Junmyeon with the new horses that you’re still trying to train. Only Jongin and Sehun haven’t found a horse they’ve grown to be attached to but that’s okay, not everyone can bond with them that quick.

You reach the final horse in your stable, your own personal horse, Blue.

“So this is my horse, Baby Blue or just Blue for short.” The 4 year-old stallion had a coat that was as black as night, shiny and unique and compared to all the horses here, only Blue had one main prominent color to his coat, the rest had different mixtures of browns, whites, grays, and even blonde. Blue was different, he was the brightest one here despite his dark demeanor. Capturing everyone’s attention not just because of the color of his coat, but because of his beautiful blue eyes. Which is the main reason why you named him Baby Blue in the first place.

The minute your parents surprised you with him 4 years ago, you had just gotten home for the Christmas holiday break. It was three days before Christmas but they were so excited to have you back home as you’ve been away at university for a while and they couldn’t keep your gift away from you anymore.

You’ve always dreamed of having your own horse but your parents always said that having your own personal horse only shifts all your attention to that one rather than loving and caring for all the horses in the stables equally. But you were always begging them every year for a horse and they finally gave in and gifted you with a newborn foal from one of the mare’s they were caring for at the time for a client. The client didn’t want to keep the foal so your parents found it to be a perfect opportunity to finally gift you with Blue and grant your wish.

It’s one of your dearest memories -- your favorite and last Christmas with them. It leaves a bittersweet imprint in your head but nonetheless, you believed that your parents gifted you Blue as a protector. They may not have known it then but they left you with a guardian angel.

“Now, compared to other horses, Blue is somewhat of a snob..” You say to the group shyly, “He’s not really as friendly compared to the other horses and only ever really listens to me and uncle Jae but he’s a lovebug and the sweetest when he warms up to you. He just really gets protective of me so he doesn’t really accept touches from other people but it doesn’t hurt to try.” You look up at the members and they seem more weary compared to how they were with the other horses, even Chanyeol isn’t so keen on going near the young stallion.

“Oh, come on! He won’t bite, I promise.” You smile at them, giving them encouraging words so they can come near Blue.

“O-okay, I’ll try…” Chanyeol bravely creeps nearer Blue slowly, you still standing beside your horse and petting his neck to make him more calm as you analyze his reactions as Chanyeol comes closer.

Blue suddenly jerks back and Chanyeol hides behind Kyungsoo funnily enough, even though Kyungsoo is much shorter than him, but even Kyungsoo can’t hide his worried expression.

Come on, Blue.. Please behave.

“Shhh.. It’s okay, boy..” You try to soothe Blue back beside you and he lets you continue to pet him again. You give the bag to Minseok and he stares at his members to see who is willing to give the feisty stallion a treat.

“Y/n… I think we’re good…” Sehun pulls Junmyeon closer, wanting to retreat out of the stables before Blue gets more agitated.

You sigh and just as you’re about to agree, Jongin gets an apple from the bag and slowly walks towards Blue.

You look at him in shock but continue to pet Blue as Jongin comes closer and closer. You see his hands shake a little as he lifts the apple to the stallion’s mouth. You watch his gaze divert from his hands, to Blue, then to you. You offer him a reassuring smile and nod, reaching your free hand and putting it under his trembling hands for support.

Why are his hands so soft?

You notice his trembling diminish as your hand touches his, Blue’s breathing has also steadied, and you look at Blue’s eyes, smiling at him before you look back at Jongin. It seems like everyone is holding their breath, waiting for what your horse’s reaction will be. The members have significantly increased their distance from you, Jongin, and Blue, as they watch the next thing unfold in shock and amazement.

Blue gently eats the apple out of Jongin’s hands and you’re shocked at the interaction, considering that you’ve let go of his hands before Blue took a bite of the apple. Blue doesn’t let anyone feed him but you. Even uncle Jae can’t feed Blue but Jongin, he was able to gain Blue’s trust that quickly?

Blue must sense something I don’t.

And if that wasn’t surprising enough, Blue lowered his head just a bit so that he was at eye level with Jongin. If he was a person, it would look like he was probably scanning this man from head to toe and gauging what he’s thinking – is he scared? Shocked? Happy? Excited? Nervous?

Jongin slowly lifted his arm towards Blue’s neck and Blue remained calm as Jongin starts to pet him. You want to scream out of pure delight. Your horse is actually allowing another human being to get close to him and it’s just a beautiful sight.

Jongin beams at Blue’s reaction and you could tell that he’s starting to get excited, the members now have their eyes glued to Jongin’s hand that’s petting Blue, amazed at the sight as well.

You nuzzle your head to Blue and he leans into you as well before you get another apple from the bag and feed him a treat, as he deserves.

Good boy, Blue!

You smile at Blue and nod at Jongin, signaling that maybe it’s time to head back to the house now.

As soon as you exit the stables, everyone exhales as if they’ve just been holding their breaths the entire time.

“Oh my God, Jongin!! How did you do that!?” Chanyeol looks at Jongin, placing his hands on his shoulders as he scans Jongin’s face and body as if he had some magic spell etched on his skin.

Jongin was still in shock and he couldn’t explain the exchange himself.

“That was really brave, you know?” You cock an eyebrow at Jongin before continuing, “Blue has never accepted a treat from anyone else except me.”

Jongin beams at the new information you just told him, “I-I don’t know either! I was just so mesmerized by how beautiful he was so I wanted to try and get a closer look. I didn’t know that he’d actually accept the apple.”

He looks at you in amazement as Yixing says, “At least all of us got to bond with a horse one way or another. Well, almost all of us.” As he looks towards the maknae who still hasn’t let go of the leader’s hand.

“Aish, where’s Vivi when I need him most..” Sehun whines and everyone giggles as you all walk back to the house.

Everyone starts going back up their rooms, agreeing that everyone should get some rest before dinner. They wanted you to take some rest too so they suggested to just order some pizza so you wouldn’t have to prepare anything.

Thank God.

Just before you go upstairs to take a much-needed shower, Jongin gently grabs your arm, pulling you in front of him.

You’re shocked by the action and how your faces are just merely inches away from each other you could practically hear his breath.

“Uhm.. Thank you for that.” Jongin tells you softly, a warm smile greeting his face.

“Y-you’re welcome,” you stutter, trying to fight the blush creeping up your cheeks, “any excuse to show off my horses is always a pleasure.” You return his smile as he gazes at your lips.

You notice where he’s looking now and try to fight the urge to bite your bottom lip and mutter, “I meant what I said when Blue never accepted any treats from anyone except me before,” Jongin looks up at you curiously.

And when he doesn’t reply you continue and explain further, “Blue doesn’t really trust other people easily so I’m shocked that he took a liking to you straight away. Maybe he just sensed something.” You try not to look at his plush lips and focus on his beautiful eyes.

“What do you think he sensed?” Somehow, Jongin’s face drew nearer and you have to hold your breath before slightly widening the gap so you could speak.

“I don’t know. Let me ask him later.” You shrug and Jongin releases a small laugh. You join him before he lets go of your arm, “Okay, could you let me know what he says? I’m curious.”

You giggle and nod as you continue towards your bedroom, closing the door before he passes by you so he can’t see the heavy blush that has settled in your cheeks.

Why does it feel like my heart is about to explode? His smile, his face, his voice, his everything. UGH. How could a human being be so perfect!?

Stop it, Y/n. You don’t know him.

But he’s so cute!!!

So was the last one..

You shake your head a bit as anxiety starts building inside you at the sudden thought of him.

You make your way to your bathroom, quickly splashing water on your face to rid yourself of the thought – of the person that has caused you countless nightmares and anxiety for the past 3 years.

“You’re okay, Y/n,” you inhale and exhale heavy breaths, trying to calm your heart rate as you splash more water to your face.

“You’re okay…” you look at yourself in the mirror and stare at your reflection, making sure that you’re still conscious and aware of the present. Not allowing yourself to remember.

You look down at your jeans, the bottom part has slowly risen up from when you removed your sneakers awhile ago. You can see it. That scar. A constant reminder of the pain of the past. Of him.

You turn to your reflection once more before repeating to yourself, “You’re okay. You. Are. Okay.”

Am I really?

A/N: I’m uploading 3 chapters at a time, still don’t know how many chapters this series will be in total but the next upload will probably be in a week or so! Hope you all like it! Let me know if you have any comments/feedback with regards to the writing. I’m always open to constructive criticism. :)

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HAPPY NEW YEAR , OSH [M]

oh sehun x fem! reader

IN WHICH you're forced to go to your best friend's giant new year's eve party, only to hit it off with someone who equally doesn't want to be there.

genre: college au! fluff and smut (toward the end) word count: 5.0k warnings: stupid jokes, swearing, sexual content, dirty talk, cunnilingus

author's note: MOODBOARD MADE BY ME. I DON'T OWN THE IMAGES, I ONLY OWN MY EDITING. also this is cross-posted from ao3 (i wrote it back in january for the new year lol). feedback and notes are greatly appreciated <3

Ugh.

That was the only word that came to mind as you navigated your way through the banquet hall. You grumbled to yourself as you adjusted your dress for the fifteenth time that night, resulting in your clutch dropping onto the floor. You resisted the urge to shout an expletive as you bent to pick the small bag up, which only resulted in your dress moving to that stupid spot that you didn't want it to go. A soft 'God' slipped from your lips as you adjusted your dress once again, this time gripping your clutch tightly in your right hand. Once you were contented, you resumed your trek to the venue you tried hopelessly to avoid.

Tonight was your best friend's annual New Year's Eve extravaganza. Normally you'd be a bit more willing to attend, as these parties were usually limited to 20-30 people in either her parent's house or your shared apartment, but apparently she found the need to rent out an entire fucking rooftop penthouse room filled to the brim with alcohol, hors d'oeuvres and packed with every single student that went to your college.

To put it rather bluntly, you hated the party scene that came with college. The thought of being at some fraternity with obnoxiously loud music shaking the entire house, an entire mass of sweaty drunk people doing God knows what and random couples eating each other's faces off was unappealing to be a part of. Maybe it sounds rather prudish, but you highly preferred nights in with a bottle of wine on your coffee table and Netflix queued up on the next episode of your favorite show or your laptop open to continue writing your novel over an en masse of horny and drunk people shoving you around the living room of someone's house.

Your best friend, on the other hand, lived for partying. Every Saturday night not spent studying, she'd beg you to come to the party her boyfriend or classmate was having. And after your declination and 'Don't have too much fun!" she'd return the next morning with a giant hangover with (on some occasions) hickeys on her neck that looked like vampire bites. By now, you were used to her drunk texts at 3 am and having to hold up her hair every time she puked her guts out. And these were reasons that simply fueled your hatred for large parties.

New Year's Eve was your only exception for large parties (mostly). Back in high school, her parents allowed her to invite you and a few classmates over for what they called a 'New Year's Sleepover.' You liked those well enough simply because they were rather small, you knew everyone there and you even got to steal a drink of champagne from the wine closet. As you entered college, the past two parties became a tad more crowded but were still bearable in your eyes. But this year, the New Year's Eve of your junior year, took the cake. Exams were a lot more rigorous this year and to celebrate everyone getting through it, your idiot of a best friend used practically all of her savings to rent out the largest rooftop venue in your area for what she called 'the New Year's party that'll fuck any other party in the ass.' She sent invites to the entire student body (which, naturally, 95% of them RSVP'ed to). While you tried your best to stop her, she persisted. And when you begged her to let you stay at home, she persisted yet again. So here you were, bracing yourself for a night of... honestly you had no clue.

You stopped in front of the entrance of the large room, your breath hitching in your throat. The music was from a genre you weren't familiar with, the bar was blocked by a large crowd and your best friend was nowhere to be seen. Slightly turning around from the disaster waiting to happen, you took in a deep breath before turning back and entering.

The stench of champagne and sweat immediately made you recoil and question your decision for even coming. You internally scoffed as you shifted through the crowd to find your best friend. You softly muttered 'excuse me' to every person you passed (or accidentally shoved) as you begged whoever was in the sky that your best friend was near. You struck gold when you saw her sprawled out on a loveseat surrounded by her boyfriend and others you didn't know by name. You pushed through a few more people before stopping in front of the group. Your best friend turned around immediately and let out a loud squeal.

"Heyyy!" she slurred as she threw her arm around you. You rolled your eyes as a smile etched itself onto your face, knowing she was already drunk as hell.

"Hiiii..." you responded, replicating her energy. She let out a loud howl of laughter as she led you to a small table next to the sofa. She picked up a plastic flute filled with champagne and practically shoved it in your hand. You laughed as she grabbed a red plastic cup from her boyfriend's hand.

"A toast, to the New Year!" she bellowed as she clinked your glass and her cup together.

"Happy New Year!" You responded. She snickered as she led you to sit down on the sofa.

"Hey (Y/N), Happy New Year!"

"You too, Baekhyun." You clinked your glass with your best friend's boyfriend's glass and took a sip of the fizzy drink. You let out a breath you were unaware you were holding in as the familiar taste of champagne washed over your tastebuds. Even if you were dreading tonight, you couldn't deny the free food and drinks being made available.

Quickly you were introduced and re-introduced to a bunch of Baekhyun's friends. They were nice enough, sure, but you found their energy to be a bit much (especially paired with the excess of alcohol that they all consumed). Luckily, you gave the group the excuse that you needed another drink and left them to their own accords.

After taking a second flute of champagne from the bar, you found yourself wandering onto the balcony. Luckily for you, it was completely deserted. With a small smile, you shut the sliding door and wandered toward the metal railing, slowly sipping your champagne. Setting the plastic flute and your clutch down on a nearby table, you readjusted your dress (yes, again) and slipped your heels off, sighing in relief that your feet were finally free from those restrictive shoes. You felt a chill down your spine as your feet touched the bare ground, stepping a couple of times in place to help adjust to the temperature. You took the champagne glass from off of the table and lifted it to your lips, taking another sip as you looked out into the night sky.

You took a deep breath as you finally felt yourself relax. The music from inside the venue was muffled a great deal and the cold temperature the winter night brought was a comforting contrast to the heat from inside the building coupled with the crowd of sweaty college students. The sky was thankfully clear from any clouds, so you were able to enjoy the comforting presence that the waning gibbous moon coupled with the scattered stars brought. Taking another sip of your champagne, you took a few steps until you felt the cold metal of the railing. You leaned slightly forward as you continued looking and admiring the sky, feeling surprisingly at peace considering your location.

Soon enough you realized that someone else has also decided to leave the party, as you heard the music grow louder then muffled again. You turned to see a tall man around your age typing quickly on his phone with a red plastic cup in his other hand. A tall, attractive man at that.

He wore a simple oversized gray hoodie coupled with a pair of blue jeans. His jet black hair appeared tousled underneath his dark beanie, and suddenly you felt a tad overdressed. You couldn't help but ogle at how his brows furrowed in concentration as he continued looking down at his phone, how eerily well-defined his jawline was- wait, scratch that- how his entire face was well-defined. You couldn't help but mutter 'damn...' to yourself as you looked away for a second to gather your thoughts. When you looked over at him again, he was staring in your direction. Immediately you felt a blush creep onto your cheeks as he walked a little closer to you.

"Hi, sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting your vibe or anything." he said softly.

"Oh, don't worry about it, you're good. 'S long as you're not loud or annoying." you joked in response. He let out a short laugh as he downed the rest of his drink, placing the empty cup next to your clutch. You took a small sip of your champagne and turned back to look at the sky. Absentmindedly, you placed the glass down onto the balcony, not realizing that the bars were too narrow to support the bottom of the glass. You looked down in utter shock as the glass made its descent down the building. You covered your mouth with your hands when the glass shattered before your eyes on the ground below. Turning around you saw the man pursing his lips together in an attempt to hold back a laugh. When he looked back at you, you couldn't help but let out a loud giggle. He doubled down with laughter at the event, which only made you laugh harder.

"Jesus fucking Christ, how tragic." you chuckled. The man covered his mouth to try and conceal his louder waves of laughter; the sound intensifying your own laughter. Eventually, you let out a loud sigh in an attempt to calm yourself down. The man coughed into his elbow and cleared his throat, effectively calming himself down.

"You want another one of those?" he asked, pointing to the mess of glass shards and wasted champagne well below them.

"Nah, I'm good. Thanks though," you responded with a smile. He nodded, looking around the area for a second. "Huh, it's clear you don't wanna be here either."

He let out a playful scoff as he stretched his arms. "How'd you know?"

"'Cause you're out here with some random ass girl you don't even know when you could be among that sweaty-ass crowd of other people you don't even know." you deadpanned. He chuckled at your joke, which made you smile a bit as a result.

"I'm Sehun, by the way." he said, holding his hand out in front of you.

"(Y/N), nice to meet you." You replied, shaking his hand. You felt your heart skip a beat at the contact; his hands were slightly calloused but surprisingly soft at the same time. You unconsciously squeezed his hand before pulling away, tucking a stray hair behind your ear as you blushed slightly.

"So... how'd you get invited to this? I think like every student was invited." Sehun inquired.

"Oh, my best friend actually was the one who invited everyone. Obviously I had to show up 'cause she is my best friend. Even if I loathe the idea of hundreds of loud, drunk college kids gathered in one giant venue with music I don't even like to listen to. But it's cool, though. 'Least there's a balcony out here for some peace and quiet," you explained. "How about you?"

"I came with my brother. One of his friends I believe is dating your best friend? So, obviously, he insisted I come with." he responded.

You let out a short laugh at his response. "Baekhyun is her boyfriend."

"Right... Yeah, they're pretty close."

"Oh sick, I may know him. What's his name?"

"Jongin."

"Oh, Jongin! Yeah, I know him. He's pretty nice." Sehun nodded, looking down at his feet.

"Yeah, a lot of people know him. Obviously. He's so popular. He's so handsome. Loads of girls and guys wanna get into his pants 'cause he's such a good dancer. Everyone loves Jongin. Meanwhile, when people find out we're related, they always ask 'Oh you're so quiet! You're so different from Jongin!' Well sorry I don't party 24/7 and actually study a lot so I can get my degree!" Sehun ranted. You were stunned at his sudden anger. A soft expression made its way onto your face as you wanted nothing but to quell his fury.

"I'm so sorry, I know that's a lot to unload on a complete stranger. I'll go back in now." Sehun began to make his way back inside before you grabbed his arm, stopping his movement. He turned around with a shocked expression present on his face.

"Shh. Don't worry about it at all. I get your frustration, honestly. I know what it's like to get those comments. It fucking sucks, I know. But can I say something? I've known Jongin for a few months and you for like a half-hour and wanna know something? I feel a lot more comfortable around you than him. Again, he's a good guy and all, but a little much at times. I vibe better with more reserved people honestly." you reassured, giving his arm a small squeeze before letting go. His face lit up at your comment. A grin etched itself on his face as he walked back to his previous spot.

"So. Who is Sehun 'I-Don't-Know-Your-Last-Name-So-Fuck-This-Bit-Isn't-Gonna-Work?' You do go to ISU, right?" you asked, grinning.

"It's Oh. And yes, I do go to ISU." Sehun responded.

"Okay, hi Sehun Oh. I'm (Y/N) (L/N). And holy shit we go to the same school! How come we've never run into each other?"

"Hi, (Y/N) (L/N). Also, I'm a chem major, is your major different?"

"Oh, no wonder! My major's secondary English education. Science is on the opposite side of campus, right?"

"Yeah. We should totally hang out sometime. Well, when we're not escaping a large ass party." You let out a giggle at his quip, which caused him to blush and rub the back of his neck.

"I'd like that a lot," You gave him a warm smile, resulting in a warm blush spreading across your face. Sehun smiled sheepishly in return, looking down at his feet again.

"So... uh... wait, shit. I'm not good with small talk, sorry." he rambled, folding his hands together while twiddling his thumbs.

"Don't worry, neither am I. Uh... I dunno... Wait, I got it. What do you do besides studying since you don't like to party 24/7 like the icon you are?" You and Sehun began giggling softly as he put his hands on his hips.

"Well, I actually dance. Jongin and I have been taking lessons since we were kids. And, uh... my friend Chanyeol and I composed a couple of songs together for his music class a while back. And I made up choreography for one of them."

You felt your jaw drop at Sehun's answer. "You dance and make music? That's so fucking sick! You literally became 10 times cooler than you already are. Uh, not that you weren't cool to begin with... but, uh, making music and dancing is hard! Honestly, kudos to you."

"Thanks," he said, grinning sheepishly. "How 'bout you?"

"Well... I read a lot, I write a lot, I'm finishing up my second novel, uh... that's it, I guess. Well, besides studying."

"Hold on. You've written a whole novel? You're calling me 'the cool one' when you wrote a novel? And you have another one in progress? You're amazing," You swore you were going to faint. "Now you have to show me."

"Do I have to?" you pouted.

"Pleeeeaseeeee? Please, please, please?" Sehun whined.

"Hm... I have a proposition for you. Show me your choreography and your song and maybe I'll let you read a few chapters of my first novel."

"Deal."

"Well damn, okay. Show me the song first."

Sehun nodded and took his phone out of his pocket. He spent a few seconds typing and scrolling before setting it down on the table.

"Uh, it's called 'We Young,'" Sehun stated quickly before tapping the middle of his phone screen. He backed up from the table and straightened himself out. You focused your attention on him as the song began playing from his phone. You let out a soft 'ooh,' immediately being intrigued and fascinated by the melody of the piano and the drum beats chosen. As you heard Sehun sing from the phone, he closed his eyes and felt himself get lost in his dance.

Your jaw dropped at the sight. Watching the way his fluid movements intricately matched the rhythm of his song was like watching a flurry of snow getting caught in a gust of wind. His passion for the craft was full-on displayed right in front of you. Every single movement he made perfectly encapsulated the message of his song. The way he bobbed his head for a few seconds before jumping straight into the chorus while mouthing the lyrics kept your attention. You simply couldn't look away.

'God, the way he moves his hips. I so wouldn't mind him moving those hips against my-'

You shook your head at your thoughts. Sure, Sehun was nice. And really hot. And also really easy to talk to. But would he be comfortable with doing anything with you? You did not want to push anything onto him, even if it meant you had to repress any thoughts you had about him maybe fucking you against the railing like the world was going to end. Or feeling those large hands cup your breast and rub your clit simultaneously. Maybe.

Before you knew it, Sehun stopped his dance and paused the song. "So... what did you think?" Sehun's voice snapped you out of your trance, feeling yourself blush due to your inappropriate thoughts. You shook your head lightly and turned to face him.

"What did I think? What did I think? Holy shit, that was... that was amazing! You are so fucking talented, it's unreal!" you exclaimed while clapping your hands softly. He grinned at your response, happy that you liked the song and dance.

"Okay, (Y/N)'s novel time! Yay!" he cheered. You playfully rolled your eyes as you opened up your clutch to take your phone out. You unlocked it and pulled up Google Docs, opening up your manuscript to show him.

"So this is the final manuscript of my first novel, titled 'Neckties and Rosé'. It's a cheesy, romantic, sexy, angsty mess of an office romance. Or, to put it lightly, angstier and sexier Jim and Pam from 'The Office.'" you explained. Sehun nodded and giddily took the phone out of your hands.

He began to dramatically read the prologue of the book. As he read, you were alternating between laughing hysterically at the various voices he gave the different characters and whining due to his teasing of the actions of the characters. You also noticed that he was enjoying himself thoroughly, much to your delight. You felt as if you were around one of your closest friends rather than a complete stranger at the moment, sharing similar humor and personality traits.

"'While Cordelia angrily slammed her car door, she swore she saw Rocky throw her a cocky smirk through the rearview mirror, which only added fuel to the dumpster fire that was her hazed state of mind.' And that concludes the prologue of 'Neckties and Rosé.'" Sehun announced, locking your phone and handing it back to you.

"So... whaddya think?" you asked shyly, looking down at your feet.

"(Y/N)... that was so fucking great! It sounded like you've been writing for like a thousand years rather than it being your first novel. Damn, you're amazing. Please send me it when you can, I wanna read the rest!" he praised, grinning at you. You couldn't help but return his smile, a jovial feeling igniting inside.

After a beat, you turned your phone on to look at the time: 11:59 PM.

"Oh shit, it's almost midnight!" you exclaimed, showing Sehun the time.

"Oh, wow. I honestly thought it was still 10-ish."

Soon enough, you began to hear the crowd inside count down from thirty, signaling the close arrival of the New Year. You bashfully looked at Sehun as you began twiddling your fingers together.

"Can I say something?" you questioned, earning a nod from the dark-haired male. "I... I've never had a New Year's kiss."

"Um, me neither, actually."

"D-d'you want to... I mean, if you're comfortable of course."

"Uh, yeah, sure. I kind of wanted to ask earlier, but I wasn't sure if you'd want to kiss me."

"Trust me, I would be honored to kiss you." You walked closer to Sehun until your bodies were centimeters apart.

"Three!"

You blushed as Sehun wrapped his toned arms around your waist. A jolt of electricity pulsed through your body at the contact, causing you to put your hands on the back of his neck.

"Two!"

He gave you a small smile as you stood on your tippy-toes, mentally preparing yourself for what was about to happen.

"One!"

You closed your eyes as you slowly leaned in for the kiss.

"Happy New Year!"

The moment your lips touched his, you swore you could feel fireworks going off inside of you. The scent of his musky cologne filled your nose as you kissed back with equal fervor. Sehun let out a groan as you entangled your fingers through his dark locks. His hand snaked down your back and cupped a handful of your ass, causing you to moan in his mouth. He took the opportunity to bite your lip lightly and put his tongue in your mouth. You cupped his cheek and pressed yourself even closer to him, practically getting drunk on the scent of his cologne and the subtle taste of beer on his lips.

"Yooo! Get some, (Y/N) and Sehun!"

You regrettably pulled away from Sehun as you turned to the door separating the balcony and the inside of the venue. You saw a drunk Baekhyun being held up by your equally tipsy best friend and one of his taller friends, also with the boys you recognized from earlier in the night. You felt yourself turn red as you buried your face in your hands.

"Girlie, no worries! Get some tonight! Lord knows ya need it!" your best friend slurred before letting out a loud hiccup.

"Same goes for you, Sehun!" another one of Baekhyun's friends jeered, earning a soft 'Ugh' from the taller male next to you. The boys began laughing and teasing Sehun as you collected your shoes and clutch, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone.

"You wanna get out of here?" You heard Sehun whisper in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

"God, yes."

The boys and your best friend erupted into whoops and cheers as Sehun took your hand into his and led you back inside of the banquet hall. He held you close as you pushed past the larger crowd of drunk college students. Luckily you successfully left the venue unscathed and made your way to the elevator, out of breath and silently giggling.

"Wait, fuck. I don't have my car with me." you muttered as you followed Sehun inside of the elevator.

"I have mine, don't worry." Sehun responded before capturing your lips again. You uttered a soft moan as you pressed him against the back wall of the elevator. He broke the kiss to bury his face in the crook of your neck.

"God, I could take you right here baby. You're so fucking hot." he mused, nipping at your neck. You whimpered in pleasure as he sucked your sweet spot and palmed your ass until the doors of the elevator opened. He took your hand into his and led you out of the shaft, out of the building and to his car.

It took every fiber of your being to resist shoving Sehun into the backseat of his car and fucking him right there. He insisted on taking you to his apartment for, in his words, 'a lot more privacy.' The ride over to his place was silent yet filled to the brim with sexual tension. As he drove, you held back a moan as he placed his big hand on your thigh and almost ordered to stop the car as his fingers slowly yet surely moved toward your clothed core.

As soon as you entered the apartment, his lips were immediately on yours again. He slipped his tongue into your mouth as he hoisted your legs up so you could wrap them around his waist. Impressed by his strength and flexibility, you cupped his cheeks in the palms of your hands and deepened the kiss.

He brought you into his bedroom and slammed the door before laying you down onto his bed. He looked at you with hooded eyes as he pulled his hoodie off and discarded it to the side. You reached your hands under his t-shirt, feeling the smooth outline of his abs before pulling it over his head. You ogled at how his chest shone under the moonlight, indistinctly licking your lips as you put your hair back. He wrapped his arms around you, leaving butterfly kisses along your neck and jawline as he unzipped your dress.

You shifted away from Sehun to slide your dress down your legs and toss it across the room. His eyes flew down to your braless chest, a small smirk toying with his features.

“No bra? You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?” A smart remark got stuck on your tongue as he latched his lips onto your left breast. He swirled his tongue around your nipple as he brought his hand to your other breast, massaging it gently. You threw your head back in absolute bliss. How were you getting this wet from him simply touching you?

Sehun laid you down on the bed, giving you a lingering kiss before pulling your panties down your legs.

“Wet for me already, hm?” Sehun hummed as he grazed a finger down your folds. He let out a contented hum as he lowered himself down between your legs, spreading your thighs apart while licking your arousal off his finger.

“Oh God, Sehun!” you moaned out as he slid his tongue between your folds. He eagerly began licking your dripping cunt, groaning softly as he tasted you for the first time. You fisted a handful of his jet black hair as he alternated between sucking on your clit and lapping your juices like a man starved.

"You taste so fucking good," he cooed, the vibration of his voice between your legs sending a jolt of electricity down to your center. You felt your orgasm creep closer and closer the more he ate you out.

"S-Sehun, I'm gonna..." you cried out. Right as you were on the cusp of coming all over Sehun's beautiful face, he stopped his ministrations and looked back up at you, his mouth dripping with your arousal. You whined as he wiped your juices off of his chin, slipping his digits into his mouth. Your jaw dropped at the sight; here this gorgeous man was, licking your arousal off his long fingers. It drove you bonkers.

"Shh, you're not gonna cum unless it's all over my cock. I want your pretty cunt wrapped around me as you cum, got that baby?" You nodded with a whine as Sehun walked over to his bedside drawer. He opened it and took out a condom, ridding himself of his pants and boxer briefs as he walked back to you.

"Mmmh, hurry up, I need you inside of me," you croaked, watching Sehun stroke his half-hard cock, eliciting another moan. He tossed you the golden package, which you happily ripped open.

"So needy," he scoffed. You stuck your tongue out at him while you rolled the condom onto his cock, palming him swiftly. He hissed as he aligned himself to your entrance, wrapping his arms around you. "Ready?"

"Just fuck me already."

With a click of his tongue, Sehun quickly pushed himself inside of you. You gasped as he filled you, blissfully stretching your walls in the most perfect way. Never have you had a partner who made you feel this good, made you feel so full. Your eyes shut in pure pleasure as he began to move. His thrusts started off slow but gradually picked up the pace; each movement filled with utmost care. He cradled you as if you were made of porcelain, wanting nothing more than to make you feel as good as possible.

"Christ, (Y/N), you're so fucking tight. So pretty wrapped around my cock."

"Fuck," You felt yourself being brought back to the brink of your orgasm as he continued his languid thrusts inside you. "Sehun, I'm close."

He hummed as his thrusts became sloppier, feeling his own orgasm coming close as well. You opened your eyes to see Sehun's face contorted in pleasure as he moved inside of you. The sight made you come undone, your body clenching around his cock as you felt juts of white-hot pleasure seep from your center to his cock. His movements became sloppier and sloppier before he filled the condom with his own release, grunting loudly at the sensation.

You breathed heavily as you came down from your high. Sehun pulled out of you and stood to dispose of the condom as you relished in what just happened. You turned to see him bringing a box of tissues over to you, almost swooning at the sight.

"Thank you," you hummed as he cleaned you up. He nodded, placing a chaste kiss onto your sweaty forehead before disposing of the tissues. He took your panties and one of his t-shirts from off the floor and handed both articles of clothing to you. You thanked him silently as you pulled the material over your head, relishing in how the shirt smelled just like him.

He climbed into bed after putting on a fresh set of boxers, beckoning you to come closer to him. You sighed in contentment as he cuddled close to you, feeling your eyes close as soon as he wrapped the duvet around the both of you.

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BTS reacting to another idol flirting with you when you come and visit them.

pairing: bts x reader fandom: bts ; monsta x ; exo ; nct ; kard ; seventeen ; super junior ; got7 warnings: language genre: fluff ; crack word count: 1.7k+

a/n: I’m always scared with these kind of requests that they’re repetitive because I’ve done requests like these before. But I do hope that it’s still fun to read and that you like it ♥

kim seokjin

Jin and you had your anniversary today. However, an idol can't exactly postpone a performance because of a reason such as this one, especially when no fan even knew he was in a relationship in the first place.

You understood, though. You had known what you'd get yourself into the moment you two agreed to turn this into something serious and so you weren't angry at him for doing his job. You had simply agreed that you'd pick him up from the show and then you'd either go and have dinner or drive over to his apartment to cook together, depending on how tired he was.

You must have come a little early though, because when Jin walked out of their dressing room, all ready to go, he found you standing in the hallway talking to Jooheon.

“No, don't be ridiculous. Get your things, I'm driving you there.”

“You're the best and I love you,” Jooheon kissed your cheek, then ran into his dressing room to get his things.

And well, Jin had seen this and stared at you with an open mouth, not quite believing what he had just witnessed, especially the nonchalant look that you had on your face threw him off.

“What? He wants to call someone to pick him up, the address is on our way, we'll just drop him off.”

“And he couldn't say that to you like any other normal human being? He had to say I love you and... kiss your cheek?”

“He’s like family. Jooheon loves you like an older brother. Do you really think he'd ever do something to risk that relationship?”

Probably not.

And when Jooheon walked back out and you three walked to your car, Jin asked: “It's not your apartment. Where are you going?”

“Ah.. it’s.. my girlfriend, hyung.”

No reason to be jealous. None.

min yoongi

“You're finally awake,” Hoseok laughed when Yoongi opened his eyes and slowly sat up, brushing his hands over his face, “(Y/N) stopped by. But since you were asleep, she wandered off.”

“Where to?” he asked with a yawn.

“Don't know. She said something about needing to see Baekhyun.”

Oh boy, despite the lack of sleep due to him having worked his ass off all night long, he sprinted out of the make-up room in search of you, until he found you talking in an empty hallway with Baekhyun.

“I'm not messing around,” he chuckled, “I'm telling the truth.”

“You're an idiot,” you shook your head, but there was a smile on your face.

“Am I interrupting?” Yoongi stood between you two and since you hadn't exactly been far away from each other, he now suddenly stood very close to Baekhyun.

“Ah, Yoongi,” Baekhyun chuckled a little uncomfortably and took a step back, “We were just.. I mean, we just..-” he cleared his throat, turning around to nothing but emptiness, “Ah, those are my guys. I better get back. Nice talking to you, (Y/N).”

Despite Yoongi being younger, Baekhyun knew when to step back. This must have looked like something it really wasn’t, but from someone that had just walked in, he understood why Yoongi didn’t like what he saw.

“He keeps doing that. They keep doing that. Why do they keep doing that,” Yoongi muttered mostly to himself, then grabbed your hand and interlinked your fingers with his, “You’re mine.”

You giggled a little at how possessive he suddenly became.

jung hoseok

Hoseok had only left for like five minutes, but when he came back, he found you in deep conversation with Yuta, talking about, what sounded to him like, Yuta asking you to come to Japan with him, because he could easily show you around.

Who did that?

Who asked someone who was in a relationship to go on vacation with him? That wasn’t cool.

“She's good,” Hoseok interrupted, before Yuta could speak more on it, “We've already planned our next vacations. Japan isn't on the list unfortunately. But thank you for the offer.”

He didn't give him another chance to speak, only waited until Yuta was gone to turn around.

“You just made a fool out of yourself, Hoseok.”

“Because I don't want some guy to take my girlfriend to his home country?”

“Because I asked him if he could make me a list of things that we could do. Japan might not be on our list, but I wanted to add it as a surprise for you,” you shrugged, “Now you ruined it and I doubt he's ever going to talk to me again, because everyone in this industry has too much respect for you. So good job, buddy. Your jealousy once again clouded your judgment.”

He felt like the biggest fucking idiot on the planet.

kim namjoon

This is exactly why Namjoon didn't like taking you to award shows with him.

In a world where everyone was so special, the one that wasn't an idol, but also wasn't a staff member, was the most interesting person in the room. So naturally, everyone was drawn to you. What were you doing here? Who were you with? Where were you from?

And then there were those who didn't know that you were in a relationship with Namjoon and they just outright asked questions like: Are you still single? Do you want to go out with me?

And unfortunately, tonight was no different.

“I just think it's nice to see someone else who speaks English like me,” Matthew from KARD grinned at you with a little more than simple curiosity in his eyes.

Namjoon saw that little spark and he crossed the room in an instant.

“I don't think it's that special. There are many people here who speak English well, like..-”

“Like her boyfriend,” Namjoon smiled, even though that smile didn't reach his eye. And he didn't want to start trouble here, he actually really liked Matthew and he knew he was older so he wanted to be respectful. So he ended up excusing you two and pulled you away from him, since that seemed to be the best and easiest option to get out of the conversation.

“Jealous, are we?”

“Of him?” Namjoon snorted, squeezing your butt once he was sure that nobody was looking, “I know I don't have to be jealous of anyone, sweetheart.”

His actions told a different story though.

park jimin

Jimin had been so excited about today.

He had practiced so hard for this performance, was ready to show it to his fans and everyone else that was here at this show and to top it all off, you had managed to get a day off and could watch him perform live for the first time in a very long time.

So Jimin walked up on that stage and showed everyone that he was indeed one of the world's most talented singers and dancers, only to walk off stage to find you not beaming at him like he had hoped, but instead, talking with a few guys from Seventeen.

“You're so sweet,” was the first thing Jimin heard you say to the youngest of the group, Dino blushing from ear to ear.

No, this was definitely not what he had hoped, nor wanted.

He was jealous, also a little bit disappointed, but mostly jealous. That is why he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, despite all the sweat.

All of the Seventeen members immediately bowed, almost all scurrying off as soon as he appeared, except for Dino, who lingered a little longer.

“Thank you, (Y/N),” he smiled happily at you, then he ran after his members.

You looked up, grinning when you found your boyfriend glaring so hard that if he had laser beam powers, he would glare holes into Dino's back.

“You don't have to be jealous. He told me that he was a fan of my writing style and how I'm the only author he reads articles from nowadays,” Jimin relaxed instantly, but there was still the matter of you not..- “And also, you were fantastic up on that stage. I'm so proud of you, baby.”

Oh, well, in that case.

kim taehyung

Taehyung often felt like you going to award shows with him was kind of pointless, since he was either out watching others perform, or performing himself. He didn't have a lot of time to spend backstage.

But today, they had a really special performance and a rather long one that he wanted you to witness live, especially because he had hyped it up so much beforehand.

Performance in itself was good, but when he walked out and into the green room, he found you at a table with Super Junior members.

“I just think it's really interesting, why you chose him, I mean.”

Taehyung's jealousy flared up to the ceiling and he was about to waltz in there and tell them to leave you alone, despite them being so much older and more experienced, but he was glad that he stopped in his tracks before he did.

“He was there for me when I needed him most, despite him being so busy. We were friends before we became partners and I don't think anyone knows me as good as he does. I'm dating my soulmate, it's as easy as that.”

You shut them up the right way and Taehyung just watched with a soft smile, once again realizing how lucky he was.

jeon jeongguk

The moment that Jeongguk saw you talking to BamBam and Yugyeom, he made his way over and put his hands on your shoulders, beginning to massage them.

“Can you not flirt with my girlfriend please?”

“We just asked her why she didn't pick one of us, but you. We're more handsome than you ever could be,” BamBam teased.

“They actually just asked what cologne you were using today, because you smelled fantastic.”

“Wow, you're such a traitor,” Yugyeom got up, sticking out his tongue before leaving you and Jeongguk on your own.

Jeongguk grinned and leaned down to kiss your cheek, whispering a soft: “I love you,” into your ear.

Dream team.

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