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Young K: One Door Away [Part 2]
i truly cannot believe it's been almost 2 years since i posted the first part of this! 😬 it makes me incredibly happy to hear that you all enjoyed it so much, all my younghyun stories hold special places in my heart, so i'm happy to continue this one and hope you all like it too 💗 (fyi there will be a part 3, this story's not over yet!!)
Younghyun x Fem Reader. Smut (office coworkers, mutual pining). 5.3k
[Part 1]
You blinked your tired eyelids, a heavy sigh pushing itself out as you stretched and waited for your vision to adjust. You saw a pile of clothes on the chair next to your head: black men's dress pants, a sleek blue tie, and a maroon blazer...your maroon blazer. Suddenly everything came back to you, and you remembered you were not in your own room. Your head whipped around and you saw Younghyun still asleep, the soft skin of his bare chest a lovely golden hue in the light of the morning sunrise that streamed in through the large hotel window. So it wasn't a dream. You really had slept with Younghyun, the man you'd been pining over for God knows how long. You sat up and a blush rushed through you when you remembered all the things you'd said and done to and with each other the night before. Not that you wanted to take them back, certainly not, but slightly embarrassing to think about nonetheless. Things you'd only fantasized about, kept locked in your head for so long, had become reality.
A mild panic took over your senses though, the more you thought (and over thought). What if he didn't really like you that much? What if he was just trying to fuck you? What if now that he had, he would drop you, not talk to you at work anymore? What if, what if, what if?
You felt Younghyun stir then, and glanced over at him again. He carded a hand through his tousled hair and smiled up at you. "Hello," he chuckled groggily.
"Hi." You smiled warmly back at him, happy to see that he seemed okay. Despite everything he'd told you the night before, you still couldn't help your self doubt. It wouldn't go away that easily, despite your thoughts last night that it would.
Younghyun stretched an arm out across the mattress, silently inviting you into the warmth of his embrace, and you couldn't resist the urge to lay back down with him. So you didn't.
You fell back onto your side and your heart skipped a beat when he pulled you in to kiss you. That certainly helped convince you he was really into you. You started to wonder at what point you wouldn't need that kind of reassurance, if ever, and sighed internally at yourself.
"What time is it?" He asked through a yawn. You'd both stayed up late, indulging in quite a few fantasies for longer than you originally anticipated.
"Eight fifteen," you answered.
"Ugh, we have to check out by nine."
Your heart sank a bit at the acknowledgement that your little trip was almost over. You'd have to go back to "the real world", to your complicated lives that were suddenly even more complicated, instead of this sort of oasis you'd created.
"Hm, so forty five minutes yet?" You smirked, climbing to your knees and moving to straddle him.
Younghyun chuckled, getting the idea, and rubbed at his still sleepy eyes. "I suppose so. What did you have in mind?"
"Dunno," you shrugged, but pulled the T-shirt you'd borrowed over your head, leaving you completely naked.
Younghyun smirked and shook his head, then lunged playfully at you, tumbling you onto your back and pinning you against the bed below him, sending a high-pitched giggle from you. He glanced down, drinking in the sight of your body, then back up to your eyes, making you blush again.
But his expression was one of warm comfort, his gaze more loving than lustful. Younghyun lowered himself to press his chest, pleasantly warm, to yours, skin against skin, and kissed you passionately, not pulling back until you were both breathless. His lips just fit so perfectly against yours, you didn't even care if you had morning breath.
"We really can't be too long," he said halfheartedly between little kisses now. "Gotta pack..."
"Yeah..." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, really not wanting to face the rest of the world when this perfect moment was right here and now, so warm and cozy...
Younghyun kissed you again as his hands curved over your legs. They moved over your waist, your torso, groped at your breasts briefly, and ended at your jaw, cradling it. A long, dissatisfied sigh left him before he reluctantly pulled back, forcing himself to sit up and get the day started.
You sighed too and subconsciously pouted as you stretched, then got up as well, cool, air-conditioned air ruining the warm bed.
You felt how shaky your legs were when you tried to stand, and tumbled back onto the mess of sheets for a moment. Ruffling your tousled hair, that you were sure looked like an absolute wreck, you heard Younghyun snicker as he walked past you.
"This is all your fault, you know," you teased, calling towards him as he entered the bathroom.
He laughed heartily and came back out in a few seconds, toothbrush in hand. "Uh huh, and why's that?" He leaned against the wall near the bathroom and started brushing away, watching you stretch your sore muscles. You grabbed your own shirt off the chair and pulled it on.
"You're the one who wanted to keep going," you answered with a sly smirk, securing a couple of buttons on your shirt. "Maybe I wouldn't be so sore today if we'd stopped after the first couple rounds."
Younghyun pulled the brush from his mouth and spoke in a slightly muffled voice. "Oh right, like you didn't want to keep going too."
You were only teasing him, of course; you wanted to keep fucking him the night before just as much as he did, if not more so. And while, yes, your muscles did ache a bit today, it was well worth it, and you didn't regret your actions at all.
"Hmm, maybe," you quipped.
You glanced at the clock; 8:21 now. Sighing, you grabbed the rest of your stuff and remembered then that you had locked yourself out of your own room. You actually couldn't recall if you'd left the adjoining room door unlocked from your side or not. So you tried the door. It opened. So you must have. Wishful thinking must have swayed your actions; hopes that you would have a chance to have a night alone with Younghyun.
"Gonna shower and pack, I'll meet you at nine," you called to Younghyun, who acknowledged it positively.
So you did exactly that, doing your best to stay focused on your tasks, even though all you wanted to do was jump around your room giddily and hop back into bed with Younghyun. In the middle of packing, you heard your phone buzz, and checked it to see Hyerin had texted you.
Hyerin: updates pls?? 🤲
You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the huge smile that crept across your face. You wanted to call her and gush about the night you'd had. But things were just starting out, and you didn't want to jinx it. Besides, you had things to do, and didn't want Younghyun overhearing your conversation.
You: tell you when i get home!
That should be good enough. You set your phone down but it buzzed again before you fully set it down.
Hyerin: so there are updates???
You ignored it, getting back to packing, but heard a few more buzzes over the next few minutes. You got a quick shower, got dressed, and when you were ready to go, it was nearly 9:00. You cleared away your text notifications from your lock screen, not bothering to read them right now, and headed out the door with your luggage. Younghyun met you in the hallway just a couple minutes later, the door locking behind him. You didn't see him in casual clothes too often, but he looked extra cute in his jeans and t-shirt.
"Alright, let's go," he said with a smile.
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When you were both back at work Monday morning, things were different. You knew they would be, but you were nervously unsure of the ways they would be.
While most were positive, you were a realist, and still acutely aware of the fact that things could always go sour. And then you'd be stuck working together with that between you.
You'd talked with him on the plane ride home how you'd handle things at the office. You both agreed it was far too early to say you were dating (you hardly knew if that was even true yet, anyway). For now, to them, nothing had changed between you two. To your coworkers, you and Younghyun we also only coworkers.
But you found yourself smiling more. In a better mood.
The next day, Tuesday, you met in Younghyun's office to compile your notes, the connections you'd made and information you'd received while at the conference. His door closed behind you and your heart pounded harder, especially when you heard the lock quietly click. This was the first time you were alone with him since getting home. Lucky for you he didn't leave you hanging. The second he turned around he whisked you into his arms and kissed you for the first time since you'd returned from your perfect weekend.
"Sorry," he said with a happy sigh, pulling away. Kissing you at work; was it professional? No. But were you happy he did it? Of course. Besides, it's not like you could focus on work distracted by his presence. Letting off a little steam now and then was...a good thing then? Right?
That logic was good enough for you. You didn't let him go far before pulling him back into your arms, lips back on his. Younghyun relaxed against you, smiling against your lips and kissing you back, wrapping his arms as far around you as they would reach.
"We shouldn't...at work..."
He nodded in agreement but neither of you showed any indication of stopping. "I know."
You found yourself soon straddling Younghyun while he sat in his office chair, your skirt hiked up your thighs and one too many buttons on his shirt undone. It was taboo, it was unprofessional, and it was exactly what you'd been fantasizing about for months. Younghyun mouthed hungrily across your jaw and down your neck, his hands helping your hips rock against his. Everything was rushed, breathless, hot. You wrapped your arms around him, pressing your body into his touch, small whines making their way through your heavy breaths. Your hands carded through his hair as his mouth nipped at your collarbone, getting lost in how perfect it felt to be in his arms. Your hips were moving without his help now, rolling along his crotch, lust guiding your every action. You could feel Younghyun was getting hard but there was a part of you that was tied to reality, your rational brain pushing its way to the forefront. You reluctantly pulled back and though he instinctively moved towards you, you used your hands to physically push him back. Younghyun looked up at you expectantly, hair and clothes so gorgeously mussed.
"We can't do this here. Or, at least...I can't."
Younghyun swallowed hard and wiped his mouth that was a bit stained by your lipstick and nodded, pulling himself back up in his chair as you climbed off him. You stood in front of him, wanting so desperately to sit back down. But you really liked this job, and being here, in the moment, the paranoia that you might lose it broke through it all. But you didn't know if you could verbalize these feelings to Younghyun at the moment.
"I understand. It's totally fine." He cleared his throat and worked on retying his tie while you pulled your skirt back down. You sat into the chair on the other side of his desk and saw him adjust the tent in his pants. Ugh, leaving him like that felt cruel, to both of you. "I'll just...get off in the bathroom later," he said with a chuckle, smoothing his hair back into place.
"Sorry."
"No no, hey..." He waited for you to look at him. "I'm not gonna do anything you're not comfortable with. I promise."
Ughhhhh. Maybe...it wouldn't be a big deal if you did one or two things. Apparently Brennan and Sooin were doing it pretty often and they were still here. Why couldn't you let loose and have a little bit of your own fun?
You quickly undid a few buttons on your shirt as you walked back around to his side, and his brow furrowed, confused. "You don't need the bathroom." You sank to your knees and yanked at his belt, fumbling to undo it and his zipper, but he stopped you.
"Y/N, no." His hand held yours tightly and his voice sounded authoritative, which you were certain was not having the effect he intended. It only made you want him more. "I'm serious; I'm not letting you do something you're not comfortable doing."
"I know. I want to do this."
He studied your face, searching for any sign of wavering, but evidently he could tell you were fine, so he wordlessly let go of your hands and let them resume their task. Younghyun adjusted in his chair, helping you get his dick out, biting hard to his lip. Your heart pounded in your chest, a flush rushing through you when you had his length in your hands again. It grew harder in your grip, the veins trailing up it deliciously, the head red and starting to leak precum already. You watched his face as you dragged your tongue up the shaft, reveling in the way his mouth hung ajar. You swirled your tongue over the head then pulled it between your lips with a light moan. God, your mouth was simply watering. You heard the bustle of your office just outside his door, but you had found a way to bring the little slice of paradise you'd formed with him in Chicago back home. In the back of your mind you knew....there was no way this could be a regular occurrence. You'd have to do these things in the privacy of your own home, like everybody else (well, almost everybody else). And that was fine. Actually, that was more than fine, so long as Younghyun continued to be the one there with you. But for right now, this was perfect.
"God, your mouth feels so fucking good, " he murmured, not wanting to be too loud. His hand ran through your hair and gently pushed. Clearly he was impatient for more, perhaps worried about the time. You didn't waste any more time then, letting your jaw fall slack and taking in as much of him as you could, then hollowing your cheeks for suction. "Oh Y/N..." Younghyun breathed hard through his nose, teeth digging further into his reddened bottom lip. You worked your hand over the base of his length and bobbed your mouth over the rest, moving quickly, just wanting to see him cum. Besides, the longer you spent on this, the more turned on you were getting. You knew you didn't have the luxury of time for you both to get off.
"Want you to cum in my mouth, Younghyun." You moved quickly, pushing him on, coaxing him along to that exact endpoint, and you heard his breath catch. He gripped the black plastic arm of his office chair and let his head fall back.
"That's not gonna be hard, believe me."
You smiled to yourself, absolutely loving that you could seemingly have the effect on him that he had on you.
You felt the way he subtly thrust into your throat, the way the head of his cock bumped against the roof of your mouth, and you struggled to keep your hand out from under your own skirt. Your panties were stuck to your skin and simply ruined by now, and your clit throbbed for attention. You weren't sure how you'd make it through the rest of the day, but you knew you'd be having a busy night with your vibe when you got home. You heard your phone chime in your pocket with an email notification and rolled your eyes. It could wait.
"I'm gonna...I'm so close," he groaned. He brought his gaze back to yours and held it, intently watching you, pupils dark with lust. "Gonna cum in your mouth, baby..." Those last words drifted out of him dreamily, like he couldn't believe his luck. That tone made your heart warm and the words made your pussy throb.
"Mhmm," you encouraged, taking his length further into your throat, almost making you gag. But you pushed on, doing your best to breathe through your nose, and just when you were about to pull off for some much needed air, he pulled you off himself.
"I got it, I'm--I'm gonna cum." He leaned forward and his hand took the place of yours. You sat back, positioning your outstretched tongue right in front of him. "God, you're so good, so fucking good." His hand tugged at his cock so quickly, in mere seconds you felt his warm release hit your tongue, splatter across your lips. The sound he made when he hit his climax was like fucking music to your ears, and you were absolutely soaked at this point. You were sure if you walked out of his office at that moment anyone who passed you would be able to smell exactly how turned on he made you. Thankfully your office was right next door and the day was nearly over.
Younghyun held your chin in his palm and tilted it up, letting you look into his eyes. You could see the genuine appreciation in his eyes, even when they were clouded with lust. He leaned down and kissed you, letting his tongue mingle with yours, saliva and cum mixing messily and making you feel absolutely filthy. You wanted to feel like that every day.
Younghyun helped you to your feet and you kissed again, both of you having a hard time pulling away from each other's lips. "How 'bout we get this work done?"
He sighed and rebuckled his belt and zipped his pants back up. "Yeah, we really should."
It certainly was not easy, but you got your mind almost entirely back on track, though it was extra difficult when every time you moved you could feel a huge damp spot between your legs. But finally you finished your work with him and were done for the day.
This would work, right? You wondered to yourself again if you were making a mistake, involving yourself with a colleague like this. It was clearly distracting you, and you worried it would affect your career. You walked to your car, your mind full of anxious thoughts, but Younghyun's voice broke in, when you heard him calling your name.
You turned around and saw him lightly jogging to catch up with you.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Um...just gonna eat dinner and watch some movies, I guess." And jerk off as many times as I can.
"If you want, I'd really like to take you to dinner, and also repay you for your, er...service." He smiled at you and you couldn't help but laugh at his phrasing. "Not necessarily in that order."
You blushed a bit and looked around, wondering if anyone saw you talking to him or heard him asking you out.
But you did want to go out with him. "Okay, yeah. That'd be nice." You smiled back and hitched your bag higher on your shoulder. "Time?"
"6:30?"
"Sounds good." You dropped your eyes, getting a bit shy at the idea someone you worked with could see or maybe even hear you. This wasn't what you'd talked about; you had planned to keep things quiet at work. Between an office blowjob and now him asking you out so blatantly...Could your plan already be going awry after only two days?
"I'll pick you up, just text me your address."
"Okay." You started to swerve away from him to make your way to your car, but his hand caught yours, stopping you.
"Wait, Y/N." You turned around, and you both had to move then to get out of the path of your coworker's car that was coming through. You instinctively yanked your hand out of his grasp and gave a little wave to your coworker as she passed. "Listen, I..." His voice dropped a bit so you knew only you could hear. "I know we've moved...pretty fast...physically." Younghyun cleared his throat and shifted his weight nervously. "But like I said the first night in my hotel room, I'm not usually so forward. And I don't usually, you know...do things like this. I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I just really like you."
You figured that was probably the case, especially because it was for you too. You so appreciated hearing him say that, though, as it helped immensely with your self doubt. But this was not the time nor the place. "I know, I'm not...really like this either, usually. We can talk about it more tonight. I'll see you at 6:30."
🚪
Younghyun picked you up right on time, and you felt almost giddy getting into the car. Outside of work, you could be normal, in a relationship like anybody else. You hopped into the car and gave him a big kiss that made him giggle, and you were off to your first official date with him.
He took you to your favorite restaurant and you had such a wonderful, relaxing evening. You connected with him so well, he was able to make your anxieties about work the furthest thing from your mind.
"I still have to repay you for this afternoon," he noted as he took another bite of his steak.
You shrugged innocently and smiled as you sipped your drink. "I wanted to do it. You don't have to repay me." While you meant that, you were also just dying to have him touch you too. You'd held back from masturbating the way you had planned and even though you'd changed from the soaked panties you'd worn at work, the current ones were quickly getting to a similar state.
Younghyun chuckled darkly and grabbed his own glass. "Not a chance."
You smiled and crossed your legs in an effort to quiet your clit that throbbed for attention.
He cleared his throat and broke the small lull. "Y/N, I wanted to get back to what I'd said in the parking lot earlier." He put his utensils down and crossed his arms on the table, giving you his full attention. You remembered his words and your heart started pounding. You stayed quiet and let him talk. "I...wouldn't have gotten involved with you unless I had good intentions. I don't want you thinking I'm some playboy that sleeps around. Or that I've only been with you for sex."
You let him finish his thought and nodded understandingly. Although you didn't want to believe it, that thought had crossed your mind, so you appreciated him acknowledging it without you needing to bring it up. You set your glass down and gave him your attention in return. "I know that, Younghyun. I don't think that about you. And I'm not...used to doing so much, so soon either." You dropped your gaze, embarrassed now. "It's been awhile since I've been with anyone."
"Me too."
You both left that topic alone after that, not wanting to dwell on it. You switched your conversation to a lighter one. It was so easy with him, you loved how freely you could talk to him. It felt like you'd known him your whole life.
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You weren't sure exactly why you both were always so ready to jump the other's bones; you figured it was a combination of waiting so long to get together, having sexual tension built up for so long, and being in the proverbial "newlywed phase" of your relationship. But whatever it was, it landed you back in Younghyun's lap, straddling him in the front seat of his car in the back of the dark restaurant parking lot, like a couple of horny teenagers. But he did want to repay you, and who were you to deny him that?
He fumbled for the button on the side of his seat, sliding it back as far as it would go to give you more room. Your hips rutted desperately against his, your mouths moving perfectly together, his hot breath mixing with yours.
Younghyun's fingers slipped under your dress, the tips of the digits gliding along the outside crotch of your panties. "Oh my God, you're so wet already."
You blushed a bit, somewhat embarrassed at how crazy he made you, but you knew he'd find it hot. "Been wet ever since I sucked you off," you said breathlessly, spreading your legs more to give him better access. He moved your panties aside and let a single finger play with your clit, and you hummed your approval into his mouth. It was such a small action, but it felt so fucking good. The car was already getting humid, the windows starting to fog from two sets of heavy breathing. You yanked your shirt over your head and he quickly dropped his head to mouth over the swell of your breasts. A finger entered you and made you gasp, hands flying to grip the seat at either side of his head.
"This what we're gonna do?" You chuckled airily. "Just 'repay' each other over and over again?"
Younghyun laughed against your skin then peered up at you. "'Course not. You think I'm letting you go one of these times without fucking you?" Fuck. Part of you wished he'd do just that right at that moment, but you also couldn't get yourself to stop him when he was already making you feel so good. His hand moved quickly now, and he held your gaze and watched your mouth slip into an "O" shape, rubbing harshly to your clit and making you moan loudly.
His free hand came up to pull the cup of your bra out of the way, his tongue poking out to play with your nipple, prodding and teasing it deliciously. It felt like live wires were connecting you, sparking with every touch. You knew you would cum easily if he kept this up.
"Ah, Younghyun, please don't stop, please..." Younghyun sucked at your nipple, groaning all the while, his fingers making you see stars. You felt your heels hit his steering wheel and gripped your hands tighter on the headrest. Your climax was within reach, right there, already. Your voice got higher in pitch, your hips rutting more strongly, and Younghyun didn't stop for a second, determinedly reaching his goal. Your eyes jumped down to catch his just as your orgasm washed over you, the dark sensuality in his heightening the feelings that much more. You gripped his hair and pulled him off your nipple, leaning down to shove your tongue into his mouth hungrily. He moaned into your mouth and his fingers curled inside you and made you gasp, your pussy swollen and throbbing in overstimulation. Clenching as he pulled his fingers out, completely breathless, you closed your eyes and tried to swallow hard, but your mouth was quite dry. Your head was spinning at the whirlwind orgasm, but your weren't exactly surprised it didn't take you long, since you'd been so horny for the last few hours. Younghyun brought his dripping, sticky fingers up to his lips, making you blush as he sucked them clean. "Don't, oh my God," you giggled, embarrassed, pushing his hand down.
But he resisted, groaning at the taste when he got his fingers back into his mouth. "You taste so sweet, baby, I'd never let that go to waste. Need you to sit on my face again, like that first night."
Your pussy clenched again at the memory alone, and you sighed, sitting further back on his thighs. Your own were weak from shaking and your heart was thrumming strongly in your chest, but you felt that melancholy feeling of reality creeping back in when he kissed you.
He pulled back but kept his forehead pressed to yours, his warm breath ghosting over your cheeks. "It's late, gotta work in the morning. Let me take you home."
You sat in blissful, sleepy silence while he drove you home, watching the lights out the window pass, each stop light and street lamp like a twinkling Christmas light to you in your rose-colored haze. At least you could have this feeling outside of work. But every time you thought of the office again, you worried. Things were so different now. If you had to choose between Younghyun and your career, you worried you wouldn't know the right decision to make. You turned to look at him, remembering how he used to look to you when you were merely coworkers, just a few days ago even. Things changed so quickly, maybe they could change quickly again...
🚪
"So when are you and Younghyun gonna do something?"
You took a bite of your sandwich and raised your eyebrows with an inquisitive expression as Sooin sat beside you for lunch in the break room a few days later. "...'Do something'?"
"You know, get together. It's so obvious you want to."
God, if she only knew. But you were glad she didn't. Evidently she didn't suspect anything was going on between you and Younghyun already. And you preferred to keep it that way. It was really none of her business.
"What, like you and Brennan?" You scolded yourself internally for mentioning that as soon as it left your mouth. You weren't sure if that was something you were supposed to pretend to not know.
But she smiled, taking a bite of her pasta smugly. "Yes."
You popped a chip into your mouth and tried to seem nonchalant. You didn't want to get into this with her, even if she was probably the one person in your office who would understand your situation. "We're just friends."
"Whatever you say." She clearly didn't buy it, but so long as she didn't pry, it didn't faze you much. Unfortunately, she continued. "But I'm just saying, I can tell you like him. And he seems like he likes you. He's cute; someone else might snatch him up if you don't hop to it. Hell, I probably would have took my shot if Brennan hadn't gotten to me first." You might have something to say had your situation been different. If you weren't already with him, you might have a comeback, something to get her off your back. But you simply held your tongue. "I've seen Marissa eyeing him."
The mention of the cute new receptionist's name almost put you over the edge. You were so happy with Younghyun, and that should be enough, at least for now, but a big part of you wanted to just scream that you were with him, that you'd gone out with him, that you'd fucked him, that you'd sucked his dick, that you'd sat on his beautiful fucking face. But you didn't. You took another bite of your sandwich and you let it go. You were at work, in a professional environment, not in a frat house. You were all coworkers, not on a reality dating show.
"She can look wherever she wants. I told you, Sooin; Younghyun and I are just friends."
"Okay..."
🚪
You had a meeting with a couple of coworkers after lunch, including your "friend", and you again had to really focus to keep your attention on work. Especially now that Sooin was planting thoughts in your head, thoughts that played into your insecurities. You stared at Marissa through the glass of the conference room, as she obliviously typed away at her desk, then glanced over to Younghyun, across the table from you. You were just starting to feel confident in your relationship with him, and now felt like you were rolling back down the other side of the hill you just climbed. Not that you thought he'd cheat on you. You just didn't like the idea of someone else, especially someone pretty who also saw him every day, to be...Oh God, were you turning into a jealous girlfriend? You rubbed your temple and refocused, notes of pricing increases and new employee hiring needing to be in the forefront of your mind. You wondered if Younghyun was having any other similar thoughts, if your relationship was distracting him from work the way it was for you, the way you'd promised yourself it wouldn't...
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Fly Me To The Moon | kyh | day6
-> pairing. idol!younghyun x non-idol!reader (f)
-> genre. fluff, established relationship
-> rating. 13+
-> w/c. 689
-> warnings. None!
-> a/n. Brian’s voice >>>
-> collection. songfic
-> started. Sept. 12th, 2020 @ 22:25
-> fin. ???
-> edited. Aug. 21st, 2021 @ 22:15
<LISTEN TO THE SONG HERE!>
It was dark, and you were outside in the town square, sitting on a chair as you busked with some strangers.
"Fly me to the moon," you sang, smiling at the boy grinning at you through the crowd, unable to help the charisma that showed while you sang the song.
Throughout the song, Younghyun was sure that he fell for you all over again, his eyes watching you fondly. He had met you through Jae, who had introduced you as 'my sister's best friend'. You were around Sungjin's age, and you absolutely adored their music.
You had also mentioned that Dowoon was your favorite, because he was the youngest and cute as hell. Brian hand't been to happy about that conversation.
You finished the song off beautifully, staring at Brian as you sang in a gorgeous honey-voice.
"I," You smiled at him softly.
"Love," You tilted your head cutely.
"You..." You winked at him with a grin, bowing as the people around started applauding your performance.
"Waaah. Noona, that was great!" Younghyun said, welcoming you back with a hug and kiss to your cheek.
You giggled, scrunching up your face as his lips touched your cheek before he pulled away, your arms wrapping around his torso.
"Thank you."
He smiled at you stupidly, taking your hand and leading you onto one of the carts that were driving around the place, asking the driver to take you back to your hotel.
You leaned against the back of the cart as Brian leaned against the car-railing, looking out at the brightly illuminated city that was full of life and buzzing with activity.
You smiled, leaning up and off of the back of the cart to give him a warm back hug, leaning your cheek against him and sighing contentedly.
"What? You can't be tired already, can you?" He asked playfully, turning around to wrap his arms around your waist, looking down at you lovingly.
You shook your head with a pout, leaning your chin on his chest. “Not at all. I just felt like giving the guy I like a hug."
He snickered, pecking your lips and pulling away with a shit eating grin. "I thought you loved me, noona?"
"Eat shit, you brat—" You huffed angrily at him, turning away with a pout.
“Noona wait, I was kidding!"
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You put the key to your hotel in the keyhole, unlocking the door with a giant koala clinging to you, his head nuzzled into your shoulder. You hung up the keys and lightly pushed Younghyun off to hang up your coat. He made sure to remove his coat, too, the turtleneck he was wearing showing just the tips of his fingers.
You had managed to kick off your shoes before Brian grabbed you again, his own shoes somewhere in the corner of the room. You tried to get him off as you started nearing the bed, huffing and puffing with your effort. You turned around suddenly, yelling at him tiredly before squealing as your knees hit the back of the bed, in turn making you loose your footing.
"오모!—" You grunted as you landed on your back, Younghyun hovering over you. He watched you with slowly dilating pupils. You chuckled, leaning up to kiss him slowly, pulling away just as you noticed him trying to deepen the kiss, making him chase after you hastily. He whined when you 'tsked' at him, smirking playfully when you pushed him off and moved further up the bed.
"Not now, Foxy. I'm tired." He pouted at you childishly, nevertheless getting in next to you and wrapping himself around you. He sighed comfortably, pressing his nose into the nook of your neck before softly singing the same song from the busking station to you. You closed your eyes blissfully, smiling as you heard him whisper: 'I, love, you...'
You turned around, kissing his nose and brushing a strand of hair from his face.
"I love you too, my little fox." He smiled at you, kissing you before making you nuzzle your head under his chin, playing with your hair until the two of you fell asleep.
#day6 x reader#day6 fanfiction#day6 fluff#day6 imagines#day6 young k#day6 scenarios#day6#kang younghyun x reader#young k x reader#brian kang x reader#brian kang fluff#kpop fanfiction#kpop fic#ao3#archive of our own#young k fluff#kang younghyun fluff
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Kinkmas - Day 6: Edging W/ Young K
Post Date: 6th December 2022
Content: Smut - Day6 Young K x Reader
WC: 1.1K
TW?: Edging/ Teasing/ Fingering/ Oral (Recieving)/ Brian is a TEASE
Summary: When drinking hot chocolate whilst watching Christmas movies turns into something else that would make Santa blush.
Masterlist Kinkmas Masterlist Prompt list
Oh, how comfortable you were, cuddled up on the couch whilst you wait for Brian to finish making you his special hot chocolates that you have become obsessed with. Getting him to make them almost every day since the start of November whilst being in a jolly mood as the countdown to Christmas officially started.
“Here’s your hot chocolate, baby,” Brian cheers as he carefully passes you your hot chocolate, grabbing it from him with sweater paws from your hoodie, smiling sweetly up at him as he places his on the table to take a seat next to you, pulling your legs over his lap.
Oh and how perfect it was, decorated with whipped cream and sprinkles, combined with the glittering lights surrounding you as the movie is ready to be played. Both of you were right in your element, the scent of the cinnamon sprinkled on your hot chocolate filling your nostrils delightfully.
The cinnamon wasn’t the only thing that was delightful, you couldn’t give an answer to the question of why you suddenly got distracted away from the movie, but with his lips molding against yours, you really couldn’t complain in the slightest.
Your hoodie flies from over your head to the floor, an item of clothing from you both joining it in turn as you fight against each other, the movie just being there for background noise at this point. Your warm, bare bodies flush against each other as he pulls you underneath him.
Your fingertips dig into the flesh on his shoulders as he pins down your hips to the couch, your tongues fighting against each other, leaving no time or room to catch a breath as one thing goes to another.
Taking his bottom lip between your teeth, you tug on it slightly as you giggle, watching his eyes turn dark with lust, with a smirk growing on his face.
“Oh, you’re going to be like that now are you?” He asks as he lifts himself off you slightly, leaving the slightly cold air to attack your half-naked body.
The cold air makes you shiver, but that isn’t the only thing to do so, the way his finger trails down your jawline, down your neck, and down to your torso makes your skin rise with goosebumps, making you pant and quiver at his touch.
He teases his fingers around the cup of your bra, playfully tugging at it as he carefully watches your eyes that follow his finger, biting down hard on your lip as he does so.
Then the bra was off, with one swift movement using his other hand to reach around to unclasp it, peeling it off of you painfully slow as you have to wait for him to do something else.
Everything he’s doing is slow yet every fiber in your body ached with admiration at how much he wanted to enjoy just looking at you, wanting to be sweet about it as his lips plant the softest peppering kisses along your shoulders down to your sternum.
Though you start to get slightly impatient, needing something more than just being kissed all over despite loving every second, the way it’s taking what feels like forever to get to your needs. Your fingers tangle in his hair as you give it a gentle tug, teasing him as he continues to pepper your skin with the most satisfying kisses.
“Oh, you really are going to be like that huh? Let’s see how you cope with this,” he scoffs against your skin, lifting his head up to look at you with the most mischievous grin that you’ve seen, on pins with anticipation with his statement.
The light touches continue, but his fingertips makes your hair stand up straight as he inches closer to where you desired to be touched the most, tugging at the band of your underwear and of course, pulling them teasingly slow too.
Lowering himself, his lips pepper the insides of your thighs, his fingers circling your sensitive skin on the other thigh, alternating the kisses and slight touches.
Until the scent of you fills his nostrils, being unable to resist diving straight in, a long lick up your core making you whimper as you try to keep your legs open so you didn’t trap him between your thighs.
Looking up to see your reaction, he breathes heavily against your soaking core, making you moan at the sensation.
The small whimpering cries that flow out of your mouth encourage him to keep going, his tongue doing wonders around your sensitive clit as his fingers make their way into your hole, curling them upwards just as you like it.
Then within minutes, you were so close to your breaking point, unable to control your legs as they start to quiver by his ears, and then nothing. He pulls away, chin covered in your slick as you give him a huge whine, unable to put words together to ask him to keep going.
“Oh, I’m sorry baby. Were you just about to cum? Such a shame,” his cocky teasing tone playing with your mind, knowing that he was purposely doing this but all you could do was whine at him, pouting as you hope he’ll let you have your release.
His tongue may not be against your core, but his fingers still caress your insides, moving slowly like he has been doing, giving you barely an ounce of satisfaction, then giving you a little hope when he picks it up again, his thumb brushing then doing digits on your clit.
Your back arches as he does this, making you whimper on his lips, tasting yourself on them as you try to make out with him whilst his fingers do the magic work between your legs.
Then he stops again.
And again.
And again.
Each time he could tell you were close, he’d stop for minutes at a time, noticing how worked up you were getting, tears pooling in your eyes, making them glassy as you beg on his lips, for him to let you have just one release, just the one.
“Oh you poor thing,” he coos mockingly, using his free hand to caress your cheek, wiping away the tear from your eyes as it falls, pouting at you by also mocking you, “I’ll let you cum, don’t worry”.
The swiftness in the way he removes his boxers, joining the clothes pile on the floor, to the way he lines himself up to your entrance, makes your heart and core flutter like mad.
“If you want to cum, I’ll make you cum....” he grunts as he thrusts into you slowly, smirking on his lips as they brush against yours, then leaning into your ear, “But you may not handle how many times I’ll make you”.
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Tags: @scuzmunkie, @ateezreactionsandscenarios, @trashlord-007, @fanfictrashlord-007
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My two worlds colliding.
This would be a perfect day.
#I already have like a whole cozy scenario in my head#young k in the rain#young k#kang younghyun#brian kang#bias#delulu hours
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Christmas In July: A Christmas To Remember.
Summary: Brian had planned everything for Christmas Day down to the tee. You’re heavily pregnant and due NYE, but the baby had other plans and throws his day into turmoil.
Pairing: Brian Kang x female reader
Genre: Fluff / Christmas Cheer
Warnings: none.
A/N: Please join us once again with our Christmas In July Collab / Tradition. Here is the first story and you can find the second story here. On @prettywordsyouleft blog. I hope you enjoy.
Word count: 1429
It was a strange sensation, knowing you had many things planned and yet were unable to conduct them in the ways you used to. You begrudgingly turned over Christmas Day plans to your husband, knowing that you were in no shape to do them yourself.
You enjoyed the festivities every year as they rolled around, although this time would be the last one as a duo. Rubbing your hand gently over your stomach you smiled, excitement filling your body as within the week you would be meeting your little bundle in person.
“Hey, don’t go making little Kang prefer their Mum over their Dad.”
Brian teased, stepping into the room with a smile on his face as he reached out to rub your stomach in a circular motion. He crouched down quickly, his ear on your stomach as he began to talk.
“Now don’t forget your Daddy loves you just as much as Mummy. I cannot wait to meet you, just stay in there until the new year.”
You chuckled, noting the slight panic in his voice as your stomach moved towards his head.
“I think Little Kang has a mind of their own, don’t you?”
“I think you’re correct Mrs. Kang. I just want tomorrow to go without a hitch and then they have free rein on when to come into the world.”
Brian stood up, his arms now wrapping around you tenderly as he left a kiss on your cheek.
“Tomorrow will be fine.”
“It better be. I’ve planned everything in your steed, and I want you to enjoy the day.”
You reassured him, gently patting his shoulder as you turned to walk back towards your bedroom. Brian followed behind you, quickly placing his arm around you to help keep your balance. The struggled of full-term pregnancy were starting to come into play.
“I’m fine. Let’s rest and tomorrow will come sooner. I’m excited to see what you have planned for everyone.” Swatting his hand away playfully as you sat down on your bed. A sigh left you as your body began to relax. You opened your mouth to ask for help, yet Brian was already there, undoing your shoes. You smiled gratefully at his assistance.
“What would I do without you?”
“Go to bed with your shoes on for one?” He scrunched his nose up playfully as he removed your shoes and placed them at the end of the bed.
“Let’s sleep, and finally we can find out what Santa has in store for us.”
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The smell of cookies stirred you from your sleep, your stomach growling eagerly at the scent.
“Okay little Kang, up we get.”
It took you a little longer than it used to, but within twenty minutes you were up and out of the bed, dressing gown on and making your way into the kitchen. The closer you came to the hub of your home, the more you could sense the different aromas filling the space. Your stomach grumbled louder this time, wanting in on the delicious food.
“Okay, let’s see what Daddy has been up to.” You patted your stomach softly in agreeance, only to be met with a sharp pain that almost had you to the ground. The pain was gone as soon as it had arrived. Shaking it off you headed towards your husband who was busy preparing a feast.
“What do we have here?”
Brian jumped back, startled by your presence. “You were supposed to be sleeping! Merry Christmas Baby.”
He walked towards you, his eyes barely noticeable as he smiled broadly, enveloping you in a hug as he kissed the top of your head.
“It was the cookies, wasn’t it?” he mumbled into your ear, a chuckle leaving his mouth soon after.
“How did you know?”
Brian shrugged before ushering you into the living room, the tree overtaken with presents underneath.
“Santa has been busy.” You gasped as your eyes washed over the room. You were sure it wasn’t like this when you had both gone to bed last night. “Did you even get any sleep?”
“Enough. Sit. And open this.”
Brian helped you sit down on the couch as he handed you a present you hadn’t seen.
“I wanted to get through some of the gifts before the others arrive. Everything is cooking and well under way. I followed your recipes, don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried. I trust you.”
“That’s not what you said a couple of weeks ago.” Brian teased as he nudged your side playfully.
“Call it baby brain. Everything is perfect.”
Brian smiled that lopsided grin of his that always made your heart flutter, before nudging you a second time, to open the present on your lap.
You gave in and continued to pull the wrapping paper off. A gasp left your lips at what was inside.
“Do you like it?”
“Of course! I love it!”
Tears welled in your eyes at the gift in your hands as Brian let out a sigh of relief, neither of you knew he was holding.
“I’m glad.”
“Thank you.” You turned to face him, the tears now escaping down your cheeks as you kissed his lips tenderly, not letting go of the photo frame.
It was a simple wooden frame, but what had made you so emotional was the engraving on the edge “First Family Photo”.
The morning went by in a blur, Brian continued to prepare the meal for the two of you and your guests, and your stomach pains came and went regularly. You didn’t want to ruin all of the hard work he had put into Christmas day, so you didn’t utter a word.
“So Jae and Becky are on their way and will be here within twenty minutes. Do you think I’ve done enough?”
Brian asked you, drying his hands off with the tea towel before turning around.
But you weren’t there.
“Babe, where are you?” He was sure you were there only a moment ago.
He left the kitchen to find you hunched over the back of the couch, rushing to your side immediately at your discomfort.
“What is it? Is it the baby?”
Panic had started to take hold.
You nodded your head aggressively, still hunched over the back of the couch as you breathed through what you realized now was a contraction.
“My waters broke,” you breathed through another contraction “And I don’t think he’s going to wait any longer.”
“Okay. Okay, let’s not panic. Just remember your breathing Babe,” he placed his hand on your lower back, rubbing it soothingly and he continued to breathe with you “hee-hoo, hee-hoo.”
You knew Brian was only trying to help, but at this very moment you could kill him.
“Brian Kang, if you so much as breathe that way one more time, by god you won’t be around to enjoy another Christmas.”
He stilled instantly.
“I’m sorry, please just get me to the hospital. Now.”
“Yep, okay. Hospital. Got it.”
Brian nodded, instantly going into the hospital plan you had both agreed upon. Grabbing your bag and then guiding you out of the house into the car, you made your way to the hospital to meet your son.
A few hours later and you had all but forgotten the pain and panic of the labor as you both looked towards your son. He was so tiny in your arms, his hat covering his face almost completely as he slept soundly wrapped up in a blanket.
“He’s perfect.” You gushed, your fingertip gently running along his cheek.
“And you’re amazing.”
Brian kissed your lips tenderly, all the amazement and wonder seeping through to you in that very touch.
“I’m sorry your Christmas Day didn’t turn out how you had planned.”
“Don’t apologize. This is much better than I could have imagined Y/N. our son is here.”
“Mm,” you hummed before continuing “But what about all the food you cooked? It’s all gone to waste!”
“Shh. There’s no need to worry.”
Brian soothed you, squeezing onto the bed alongside you as he pulled out his phone and made a video call. Within a minute, familiar faces greeted you.
“Congratulations!” “Merry Christmas!” “Let me see him!”
All echoed through the hospital room as Jae, Becky and Wonpil greeted you from the screen. Jae’s through a mouthful of roast turkey. Becky nudged him, making him choke slightly as he spoke with a mouth full of food.
“At least it’s not going to waste. You really have thought of everything!”
“Well I wanted to make it a Christmas to remember, and now it most definitely is.”
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me catching brian's eyes twice and living the y/n life for a few seconds
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♛ kang younghyun + rose
request from anonymous
“day6 young k and rose???”
younghyun looks at you with a smirk on his face, tearing up the red rose he was about to gift you for your eighteen birthday. you watch him with surprised eyes that were now full of tears, not understanding what was happening quite yet.
“never trust a bad boy.”
he whispered and you understood, all those weeks, even months of your love were not true. you didn’t trust younghyun back in high school, but he somehow gained your trust and attention with your friend’s help. you gave in for fake stories about always having to wear a mask, about an abusive family. it was all fake. just like his love for you.
you trusted a bad boy and you should have known better — once a bad boy, always a bad boy.
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felt like writing something different, so here you go — a short angst scenario for brian.
#young k#brian kang#day6#day6 scenario#day6 imagine#day6 reactions#kang younghyun#young k scenario#brian kang scenario#kang younghyun scenario#kpop writing
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Alone
Genre: angst? Ghost!au
Word count: 593
Member: Brian/Young K
Warnings: implications of suicide
A/n: so @ultimate-kpop-trash-scenarios and I have been working on a little competitive (not really) writing collaboration type thing. We were meant to post them together, but this is my first fic and I couldn't wait any longer 😂 sorry bb, on the next round though, promise 😘
Winter. Days were getting shorter and nights were getting cold.
But there you stood. Despite the early darkness that crept across the city. Despite the cold wind that nipped at your skin. There you stood.
Your body was numb as you pulled yourself onto the ledge of the tall building. You paused for a second, gaining your balance as the wind whipped your hair around your face, stinging harshly.
You looked down, past your bare feet, at the busy city traffic below.
You let out a shaky breath, tears burning your eyes. You wanted to do this. You had to do this. For him.
As if you had summoned him with your thoughts alone, you sensed his presence behind you.
“What are you doing here Brian?” Your voice was shakier then you had hoped, fear evident in you tone.
“I could ask you the same thing.”
That, oh so familiar voice, as clear as day above the wind and traffic below.
“What does it look like I'm doing?”
“It looks like you're about to do something reckless.”
You could hear the sadness in his voice.
“It doesn't matter anymore! None of it does!”
“What are you talking about?” His gentle voice seemed the reach you with ease. “Of course it matters. Everything matters. You're the one who always told me that the small things matter.”
God, that felt like a lifetime ago.
“Please come down-”
“No!” You cut him off, shuffling closer to the edge.
“Please Angel, don't do this.”
“Why not? Maybe this way I can really become your angel.”
“No. Not like this. Please, this isn't you.”
How? How could his voice still be so gentle and soothing in such a time? How could it possibly still have this effect on you?
You could feel his gaze boring into the back of your head, feel his warm skin, see his smile. That damn beautiful smile, that used to melt your heart. Now it just breaks it.
“Please. We both know you don't want to do this. Let me save you.”
A sinister laugh made its way to your lips.
“Save me?! Stop trying to save me. You couldn't even save yourself.” You spat back at him.
His smile dropped. Tears threatened to spill as he watched the love of his life standing before him, risking your own life. He believed you were right. He couldn’t save himself. His failure was about to cost someone else their life. How? How could he let such a thing happen?
“Just,” You turned your head slightly, eyes frozen onto the streets below. “Just leave me alone.”
Tears fell down your cheeks as you tried to forget his smell, his touch. But it was useless, as though these memories of him were forever etched into your brain.
“I can't take it anymore Brian. All these thoughts. These memories. They're driving me insane.” You choked on your sobs.
“I know they are Angel. But you're strong. If anyone can make it through this, it's you. I know it is. Just please,” he inched forward, reaching out to you. Slowly, he took hold of your cold hand in his.
You couldn't feel his touch. Your body felt numb. But you could still feel his warmth.
Your fingers wrapped tightly around his hand, holding on for dear life.
“I love you.” He reminded you as your cold body stumbled backwards, away from the ledge.
You turned around, facing the empty space on the rooftop, alone once more.
Tears streaming down your face as you whispered, “I love you too.”
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piece by piece.
The small caffé we were at had its beige and white warm walls contrasting with the cold grey of the rainy morning outside. From the window, we could see it all. People running to their work, kids challenging their moms by jumping on the dirty street puddles… Everything seemed common and normal for everyone, and that included us.
As I drank my coffee and felt the hot, soft taste running down my throat, I could feel another type of heat hitting my cheeks as well.
He was unapologetically staring at me, with those dark eyes, that matched his little grin and black hair so perfectly well. We were facing each other, and yet I couldn't bring myself to meet his loving gaze.
And he knew that.
“You're staring.” I said, still facing the window.
“Maybe if you looked at me I could change that and kiss you.” He said, being the cheesiest version of himself – as usual –.
“Now I’m cringing inside. Thanks, you just killed the possibility.”
Instead of hearing some funny whining, for my surprise, I heard a chuckle.
“For how long do I have to pretend to believe it?” He asked, still staring right at my soul.
“Until your ego goes down again.”
“Ah, those clever answers of yours…” He said, now him being the one facing the window.
“What about them?” I said, now changing roles and me being the one staring at him.
“You're lucky I’m fond of you.” He said, not being able to stop his small smile from widening and trying to cover it with his hand.
“For how long do I have to pretend you're not smiling just by saying that?” I said, smiling with him.
“Oh, and I’M the cocky one?” He faced me playfully.
“Good, I don't need to tell you then.”
“Okay, okay, you won, you're a kid, I get it. Now, can I please go back to stare at my beautiful girlfriend?” He said in the most regular tone possible, meanwhile making my heart jump one hundred times per second.
“Brian, stop acting like a psycho.” I playfully told him, faking seriousness and turning back to the window.
Then, he supported his face on his hand, his elbow on the table and his cocky gaze turning into a loving one. “Stop being stunning, then.” He said, his voice turning into a flirty tone.
I laughed at his words. People really are dumbfounded when they're in love.
“Thank you for your words but It's too early for your loving eyes and seductive catch phrases.”
“Which seductive catch phrases? Can't a guy show adoration for his girl just because he feels like it?”
“... That's cliché.”
“And what's the problem with cliché? They always work out, at least. What do you want? Reinvent love? That's a bold move.” He said, 'defending' his cheesy attitudes. “Although I admit there are better synonymous for it.” He finished his dork speech, approaching his face to mine. “Enamored” He started, taking my hand and kissing my first knuckle, making me smile right away. “Lovesick”, another knuckle. “Passionate…” and another knuckle.
Then I caught myself looking exactly as helpless romantic he did moments ago as his eyes went up to mine, his mouth opening to say something and I swear I could feel my heart beating as loud as the rain outside: “In love”, he murmured, only for my ears to catch.
At that moment, I swore it was only the two of us in that cafeteria. My eyes, his eyes; my hand, his mouth; my love for Brian and his love for his girl.
“What did I do to deserve you?” I thought loudly, still staring at him as my hand softly left his grip and went to his soft cheek, caressing it as he sighed and leaned to it with eyes closed like he always did.
He shook his head calmly, his grin turning into a genuine smile as his eyes opened slowly and stares right through mines.
“I ask myself the same question every single day.” He said, lips kissing the palm of my hand.
“Oh, is that so?” I said, a little hint of fun in my tone. “I would love to hear about that, you know? Your ego isn't the only one who needs attention.” We chuckled together and my hand left his warm face.
“Yes, but that's something I would like to keep for a song.” He answered shyly, eyes finding the ground. If I didn't know Brian Kang, I would never thought of him as some bassist/lyricist from a rock band.
Then his gaze got darker and his hand went to caress my cheek with his thumb. As I leaned into it, he said, his voice lower than usual: “Or for when we get home”, I heard. Slowly, his thumb went to my mouth and I held myself from doing something I knew would make him want us to go straight home. I pecked his thumb discreetly, his eyes going a little darker just by it as I faked an innocent expression and said:
“I can't wait to hear both of them" I teased.
"And you will. I'm only hoping you will like them.”
“I know i will” I murmured to him, biting softly at the top of his finger.
“See? And you have the nerve to call me cocky sometimes. YOU created this monster.”
I laughed at his dorkiness, taking his hand into mine and gazing lovingly at the perfect fit.
"You're right, You're not cocky" I say, faking a correcting tone "You're just tremendously cheesy sometimes" I finished, watching his fed up expression and laughing at his child-like behavior "And I hope you never change that."
My last words were the most truthfull thing I could've said at that moment. Amongst all the jokes and puns about his clichés, it was Brian's clichés. Every gaze, every silent dance around the couch and every rose received from him was a part of his that I received; a part of his features, a part of his feelings; a part of his heart. And I love having him, piece by piece like that.
As he gives me his pieces, I give him mines. And slowly, cheesily, foolishly like that our souls interwine as time goes by.
Suddenly, a tiny peek of sunlight scapes from the tight embraces of the heavy clouds, hitting his face perfectly as his eyes stared right through my soul, and I swore I could see them shining, just like every time we have these simple, yet meaningful moments between us, with no photographers and no rush.
Both hands now interlocked mines as he shared our warmth – figuratively and literally speaking – he returned his loving eyes to mines:
“I would never be able to do that.”
#brian kang#kang younghyun#young k#brian kang scenario#brian kang imagine#day6 imagine#yes we stan brian kang keep scrolling#i mean hes just aakajajsjzksjzkzjjs#i had this in my notes for so long wh y#anyways here goes nothing
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The Rock Show //Young K// (Part 1)
Tags: Swearing, smoking, maybe a smut chapter idk yet, Day6 rockstar au! Youngk x fem reader
Arguments were common in your family. It seemed like a weekly thing when you visited home. You would always find your parents sat at the dining room table with your baby sister, well you called her your baby sister. Reality was that she was a fifteen year old spitfire and a rebellious teenager.
This week when you visited home, you were greeted by the all too familiar sound. You dropped your bag by the door and kicked off your beat up sneakers. Quietly, you made your way to the dining room.
“I’m fifteen, I’m old enough to go to the concert!” Alex shouted as you entered the room. You watched your mom and dad sigh, the seemed exhausted. “Hey everyone.” You said, taking a seat at the table. No one greeted you back, they just furthered their discussion. You always seemed to have horrible timing.
“You are not going to a rock concert alone.” Your mother said and you watched your father nod in agreement. You felt bad for your sister. She never seemed happy unless she was listening to music. So you knew how much this meant to her.
“When’s the concert?” You asked Alex and she sighed. “This Friday, what do you care?” She snapped, obviously annoyed with the situation. You tended to not to take her tone to heart because you knew she didn’t mean it. “How about I go with you?” You suggested, being more than happy to turn in one of your lonely Friday nights to spend some time with your sister.
“It’s not your kind of music.” She said and huffed. You laughed to yourself and looked at your hands. There was significant age gap between the two of you, seven years to be exact. seeing her act the way she did made you wonder if you were the same at her age.
“The way I see it is, you can not go at all or just go with me and act like I don’t exist when we get there.” You suggested with a shrug and your parents seemed to agree. “Fine but we have to get there early though, the line will be insane.” Alex said and you noticed her try not to smile. “Okay, whatever you say chief.” You told her and she took off to her room.
Turning to your parents, your father placed his hand on yours. “What did I get myself into?” You asked with a laugh. “I’m lucky you came when you did, I was about to sacrifice myself and go.” Your father said and you laughed. “Ah, life is slow lately, maybe I need this.”
You thought back to the last few weeks. It really seemed like nothing was happening around you and lately and you were bored. University was on break and all your friends seemed to have gone on vacation, leaving you alone in your dorm and incredibly lonely.
Your mother had left the table while you lost yourself in thought. The weight of your fathers’ hand was a comfort to you and he squeezed gently. “What’s on your mind?” He asked and you simply shrugged. “Nothing to be worried about. What band am I even going to?” You questioned, totally forgetting to ask your sister.
“I believe they are called Day6, do with that information what you will. Here’s some money, buy her a shirt or something when you two are there.” He told you and slipped a small wad of cash your way. Taking it into you hand , you could tell it was way too much.
“Dad this is way too much for a t-shirt.” You commented and he smiled. “Just take it. You’re a good daughter, you deserve it.” He paused and looked around. He leaned in slightly and gestured for you to come closer as well.
“Just please... don’t tell your mother.”
A/N: Part 1 is kind of an intro chapter and Young K isn’t in it yet. Tell me what you think!
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Day 7: Younghyun 🎄 Public Sex + Cunnilingus
Kinkmas 2023
Although you knew other people rarely came up to the rooftop of Younghyun's apartment, it was far from impossible, and it felt especially possible when his head was between your legs. You felt the cool night air rush around you, heard the cars below, some faint music in the distance. But still when he looked up at you, all of that fell away. "Feel good?" He asked, a few fingers rubbing your pussy just right. You nodded with a smile and a shaky breath, gripping more tightly to the metal bar behind you.
Younghyun kissed your clit a few times then brought his tongue back to your slit, sliding through the slick mess with a satisfied moan. His wet fingers prodded at your hole, circling it and making your hips greedily shift towards them. Younghyun chuckled, his lips still locked to your clit and sending vibrations through it. He pulled back and watched your face as he pushed a finger into your pussy, your walls clenching around the digit and a soft moan leaving you. Still watching you, unable to take his eyes off you, it seemed, he ran the very tip of his tongue over your clit. "How's that?" He asked before resuming this.
You struggled to formulate a response. "Really good," you managed shakily. The rooftop was a bit cold and you were shivering a bit, but you knew things would change in that regard if you kept going.
Just then you both heard a loud bang and jumped. Younghyun pulled away completely and a hot searing rush ran through your veins. You realized it was a trash can down on the street falling over and let out a heavy sigh, tingles that had prickled your skin slowly settling.
"Sorry," he said with a light giggle, standing up now. "My neighbors are loud," he murmured, very close to you now, then kissed you so sweetly your toes curled in your boots.
"I don't care," you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him again. He continued to alternate between caressing your clit and slowly fucking you with his fingers, barely letting his lips part from yours now, and thus the kisses getting messier by the second. You felt your orgasm building, your hips rocking to meet his hand more and more. Younghyun wrapped his other arm around your lower back, holding you tightly, while his busier hand moved faster. You parted breathlessly from his lips and looked around a bit, remembering where you were, how brazen you felt, knowing anyone from his building could walk through the door a few yards away and see you right now. But it didn't faze you, and in your lustful haze it made things even hotter.
Younghyun kept his eyes on you still though, sensing how close you were to your climax and plunging his fingers even deeper. "Mm, hmm, I'm cumming, ah--" You crumpled in his arms, your legs tensing, your body shuddering, and in a few seconds you felt your orgasm wash over you, felt it seep pleasurably into your every sense. You held onto him tightly, but he continued to hold onto you, intently watching your face contort with a smile on his own.
"Love watching that, every time," he said sweetly, pulling his fingers out and running his palm over you, making you shudder again. "So pretty when you cum."
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Hot Chocolate | kyh
KangYounghyun/YoungK/BrianKang Oneshot
Genre: fluff
Warnings: Language?? But it’s pretty PG.
When you walk into the coffee shop, you're immediately hit by the warmth. You notice the dimly lit lights, the empty tables, the soft indie music playing quietly over the speakers. You notice how it's the complete opposite of the bustling life outside in the cold November weather. You also notice the smell of hot chocolate brewing behind the back counter.
“Be with you in a second,” the barista behind the counter yells without looking up from his order. You stand at the register patiently, opting to pull out your phone to make the wait go by faster. After a few minutes you hear a “What can I get for you?” causing you to look up.
And when you do, you're floored.
Shit, he’s beautiful, you think. The most beautiful, fierce, feline eyes are staring at you expectantly. Don't just stand there, give him your order!
“Uhm, I'll get a small hot chocolate please,” you say, rather shakily. “Alrighty,” he replies while scanning the screen in front of him. While he rings in your order, you can't help but stare. From his carefully styled raven black hair to his perfectly pointy nose, he was perfection.
You almost don't hear him when he gives you your total, brought back down to earth when his sharp eyes meet yours. You stand there for a second before realizing he’s waiting on you to pay. You hurriedly look down and start digging into your wallet for your card. When you look up again, he's looking at you with a quizzical brow and an upturned smirk, almost knowingly. You give him your card while keeping your eyes down, not daring to make eye contact.
After swiping your card and giving it back, he turns to the various stacks of upside-down cups and gets started on your hot chocolate. While he's making your drink, you get lost in his features once again. God, how can one human be so gorgeous? Honestly, what normal person has hair that nice? Does he use mousse to get those waves? And that body? How can someone look so angelic and so sinful at-
“You don't have to wait at the counter,” you quickly avert your eyes from his ass and to his face to find him already looking at you. “I can just bring it to your seat,” he says with yet again another smirk.
Shit, he knows. Shitshitshitshit.
“Uh, I- Uh, I actually just wanted it to go,” you stumble out.
Saved by the bell, the machine in front of him dings and he brings his attention back to your drink. He pushes the button and starts filling your cup with the brown liquid and you're saved for a few seconds. For the first time since you walked through the cafe door, you're not focused on the gorgeous barista and instead focused on the delicious smell of hot cocoa. After finishing your drink, he puts a lid on your drink and turns to walk back to the register you’re standing opposite of.
“Here you go” he says with a tight-lipped smile as he holds your drink out to you. You grab it and hastily turn on your heels. “Have a good day” you squeak out, walking like hell for the door. You're just about to break free when you hear a “Wait!” over your shoulder, making you pause in your tracks.
You take a deep breath before slowly turning to see the cute barista leaning with an elbow against the back counter and- you guessed it- another smirk spread across his lips. His eyes are mischievous this time, and you anticipate that what he’s about to say is going to ruin you.
“On a scale of one to ten, where do you think my ass falls?”
Your head falls back with a slight chuckle and he stands up straight, walking around the counter towards you. “Cause honestly, I’ve always thought I had a strong seven, maybe an eight on occasion, but I don't know. I've always thought of myself as a Kim but maybe I'm just a Kendall.”
He’s only a few steps away when he stops, towering over you. The way he’s looking at you, with his small crescent eyes and blindingly bright smile, you could faint. You break free from his trance, turning towards the door and feigning annoyance by rolling your eyes with a smile on your face. Before turning the knob, you’re stopped once again when he says lowly, “My name’s Younghyun.”
This time when you turn, he’s only a few inches from you, smile much softer, but still there. You can hear your heart pounding, and you're pretty sure he can hear it too.
“Y/N,” you reply. He repeats your name and lets out a breath, still sporting that beautiful smile, still sporting that twinkle in his eye. You could get used to this, you think.
Your moment is broken by the door opening, a man outside the threshold silently begging for you to let him into the warm shop. Younghyun greets the man and quickly walks behind the counter while you're blurting apologies, both of you equally flustered. After apologizing a hundred times, you rush out of the shop and back into the cold.
You curse as you walk down the street to your apartment, trying to keep your winter coat as tight to your body as possible and taking sips of your drink every now and then. When you get to your building, you carefully use your free hand to pick your keys out of your purse and let yourself into your apartment. You plop straight down on the couch, studying the hot chocolate in your hand and thinking about the cute barista, Younghyun.
Younghyun.
You spin the cup in your hand round and round, thinking of the fairy lights wrapped around the menu board, they way they brought out the hues of brown in his eyes, the way his hair shined in them. You're snapped out of your reverie when you see writing peeking out from under your fingers placed on the cup. You move your hand around to the back of the cup and bring it closer to your eyes. On the cardboard gripper wrapped around the cup reads:
495-5633
You immediately sit up straight. He was into you? You didn’t make a complete idiot out of yourself? Oh my god, stay calm. He's just a guy, right. Just a nice, funny, beautiful, guy. No pressure, right? Noooo pressure at all.
You pull your phone out of your coat pocket with shaky hands and unlock it, tapping the new message button. Your thumb hovers of the screen. It's not like you don't want to, that's quite the opposite. Is he pitying you? Has he changed his mind by now?
God, just do it already.
You finally type his number in and take a deep breath.
Great, now you just have to type a message. What do you say?
'Hi! This is Y/N, how are you?’
You think on it for a second before backspacing. Too basic. Ummm funny! Try funny.
‘if you were a coffee, you'd be a cutepaccino.’
You immediately backspace. Okay, what the hell was that? After going through a million different options, you eventually settle on something.
495-5633 [Sent 7:13PM]
9.
You stare at your phone for the next ten minutes before placing it on the couch cushion beside of you, deciding to forcibly put your mind on something else. You walk to your bedroom and start doing your night routine, trying to distract yourself. After changing into your pajamas and washing your face, you'd done nothing but watch TV, not daring to overthink the text. The minutes turn into hours and you start to lose hope. Maybe you should've just sent what you’d typed first. He’s probably changed his mind about you. It's when you're staring out the window and drinking your nightly tea that you hear your phone buzz.
The nerves that had been long gone are coming back in an instant. You run to your phone, stargazing long forgotten. You pick your phone up, though it almost slips from your sweaty palms. Your phone is lit up with only one notification.
1 message from 495-5633.
You unlock your phone and stare at the text displayed.
495-5633 [Received 10:01PM]
Can I ask what that means??
You [Sent 10:03PM]
On a scale of 1 to 10, its a 9. i'd give it a 10, but i don't want to rub your ego any more than I already have.
Younghyun [Received 10:07]
Hahah I'll take it 😂
Sorry I took so long to reply, I just got off work 😭
You [Sent 10:12PM]
Ew. Ur an emoji person.
Its fine, i've only been a nervous wreck for the last 3 hours, nbd.
Younghyun [Received 10:15PM]
Emojis are staying. Take it or leave it.
You [Sent 10:17PM]
Ugh, fine.
So, do you give your number to every girl that comes in your shop?
Younghyun [Received 10:20PM]
Haha honestly, no. I know i probably sound like a douche but I just wanted to get to know you and I didn't really have the courage to ask for your number
You [Sent 10:25PM]
Oh, but you had the courage to call me out for looking at your ass earlier? A man of mysteries.
Younghyun [Received 10:28PM]
Woooow. You know, you're pretty mouthy for someone who couldn't say three words to me without blushing a few hours ago.
And I had reason! You were staring me up and down like a piece of meat. I am a human being you know?
You [Sent 10:31PM]
A man with jokes too! Goodness, you're a Jack of all trades.
Younghyun [Received 10:35PM]
…. So are you not gonna acknowledge the topic.at hand here or…?
You [Sent 10:37PM]
Absolutely not.
Younghyun [Received 10:38PM]
Noted.
Care to acknowledge it over lunch then? Tomorrow at 1? The sandwich shop next to my shop is really good
You [Sent 10:42PM]
Lunch- yes. Talking about my embarrassments- no.
Younghyun [Received 10:45PM]
Fair enough. I’ll take what I can get
Younghyun [Sent 10:47PM]
LOL i'm gonna go to bed. See you tomorrow.
Brian [Received 10:50PM]
Sweet dreams.
You [Sent 10:53PM]
… Bring hot chocolate
You break your intense attention away from your phone and clutch your mug to your chest, mind going a hundred miles an hour. You set your mug down in the sink and head to your bed, ready to get under the sheets (although you probably won't sleep at all tonight).
The next day when you arrive at the sandwich shop, ten minutes early, Younghyun is in the corner, already seated. Your eyes find his, already looking at you. You're greeted by a hot chocolate and a gorgeous smile, and that smile doesn't leave for the rest of the date. You guys talk about books, movies, how he's a bassist in a band with his best friends, and how you're in love with the stars in the sky, though neither of you know you’ll also fall in love with the ones in his eyes. And when it's time to leave, he walks you to your apartment and leaves a sweet kiss on your lips. He does the same thing the next time you meet. And the next. And the next, until it becomes a regular routine. Until his kisses and hot chocolate become as normal as taking the bus every morning or looking at the sky before drifting away every night. And even after winter is long gone and summer brings it’s sunny skies and warm weather, his sweet kisses and hot chocolates are still a constant.
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Animal Band-aids - Young K
(Admin: Babyboiii this was originally part of the Hurt series I’m working on, but I decided to just make this bit a oneshot)
“Stop being such an angsty teenager and let me clean this up,” your glare is just as fierce as his own he lets out a defeated sigh knowing he won’t get anywhere with you and releasing the tension in his arm allowing you to pull it forward.
You run the antibacterial wipe on his hand and wrist: “I can’t tell if this blood is yours or his,” you mutter Younghyun lets out a small laugh looking down, “why did you start fighting again?”
“I don’t have any reason not to anymore,” Younghyun says and you can feel his eyes burning holes in your face, “you’re not going to stop me,” he grumbles looking away from you.
“Yeah, I guess I can’t stop you anymore,” you murmur, “I’m dating Jaehyung, not that you’ll care,” you say continuing to clean up the cut on his hand before opening the band-aid package.
“I figured you two were dating he’s practically glued to your side,” Younghyun mutters you wrap the band-aid around Younghyun’s cut finger and another one on his knuckles.
“These were the first band-aids I saw,” you say leaning forward to put the next one on the small cut that’s on his cheek.
Younghyun keeps you in place silently not letting you move from your place. It takes you a second to regain your composure before you push his arm away and then pulling yourself up from your spot on the ground and holding your hand out to him which he takes.
“Thanks,” Younghyun says holding his hand up with a small smile showing the animal covered band-aids that were on his hand he presses his lips into a line before turning away.
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Top 9 Biases requested by Anon~
Gonna make it a thread so why not tag my best friend over at @ateezreactionsandscenarios to do one too!
Why not create your own and tag me to see, I’d love to see everyone else’s biases too, maybe we share the same ones?
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S/S to DAY6 seeing a cute person and deciding to volunteer at the daycare they work at
Anon asked: DAY6 scenario of meeting a cute girl from church & getting close to her by joining the baby daycare & watching her take care of the babies rly well? heheh thank you <33
Notes: I made two adjustments to the ask if that’s okay! I changed it to a gender neutral pronoun because I like to include everyone in my writing when I can, and I don’t know the religions of all the members so I wrote according to the religions that I was aware of! Still, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!!
(wow he looks cute here... UR NOT EVEN MY BIAS JAE STOP)
Jae:
Jae would be hella shy 24/7 around them, especially if he just saw them like sitting in a pew and found out from a friend that they worked at the church’s daycare. Aside from volunteering at the daycare to get closer to them, he would actually realize how much he loved hanging out and playing with the kids.
He was too busy focusing on his fingers hitting chords and strumming against the acoustic guitar strings as the little kids sat around him in a circle singing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” to notice that you had stopped cleaning the mess the preschoolers had made from an afternoon snack. Even if he was singing a childish song, you wouldn’t be able to tell with the way his raspy voice complimented the rather high key. When he finished the song and the children finished clapping and shouting at how well “Jae-Jae” had done, he looked up to see you smiling and applauding him as well. He had to duck his head as he let a blush creep up his cheeks.
~
Children’s parents had started to show up around 5 pm to pick up their little ones and as he was putting his guitar back in the case he overheard a conversation that you were having with one of the parents.
“It’s so nice to see your boyfriend come in to play the guitar for the children.” The mother smiled at you.
You responded with a slightly blush and a shake of the head. People saw you as his significant other? Do we look good together? Do they like me back? A million thoughts swarmed his mind as he lowered his head to hide his blush as he zipped up the guitar case.
After all the kiddos had gone he was waiting for you to lock the daycare doors as he sat on a railing. Once you were done and appeared by his side, before you could say goodbye he worked up an extra ounce of courage. “Do you want to have dinner with me? There’s this great little shop up on the corner.” to which you gladly accepted.
(what kinda dork is this???)
Sungjin:
Someone who would totally try to act cool and suave around them and totally fail. But in all honesty the kids loved him so he ended up coming on days even when the person he was crushing on wasn’t working in the daycare because he also really liked working with the kids as well. They’ve basically adopted him and the person he is crushing on at this point. They are their daycare “parents”.
Let’s just say Sungjin’s brightest moments weren’t inside the daycare. From letting the young girls put his hair in pigtails and the boys to climb on his shoulders and arms as if he was a living jungle-gym. Then again who could blame him when he was trying to impress you with how good he was with kids. Though, while you were trying to get them to calm down for nap time (with the few older kids helping out) he was too busy play wrestling the five year olds and winding them up. The only time that they would actually tend to behave when Sungjin was around was when he pulled out his guitar and played a soft lullaby for them to fall asleep to.
~
It was a rare occasion when Sungjin got you to join in on his antics with the children. It was recess time and he was running around in a game of tag with a young group of boys and girls when he suddenly ran up behind you.
“TAG YOUR IT” He said, voice slightly raised, in your ear. Before you could turn around he was already halfway across the field with a bunch of preschoolers on his heels. With a rather competitive spirit, you couldn’t just let him get away with that, could you? So you raced out into the field and beelined towards Sungjin in an attempt to get him back.
The children were running around your feet, happy that you were playing along until you suddenly tripped, before you could land in the mud you felt a strong grip around your waist and looked up to see Sungjin’s concerned face above your own. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to get you hurt.”
When you nodded and hid your blush, he smiled. “Let me take you out to lunch to make up for it one day. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”
Brian:
Actually didn’t decide to work in the daycare but because there was an afterschool academy in the same complex, he decided to get a job there. He saw it as a double win because one, it wasn’t volunteer work and he got payed. And two, he got to see you every day. So when he walked out to have lunch and he saw you, he ended up spending his lunch in the daycare to which the kids got him to play the piano and sing before he had to go back to work.
He had just started his “lunch” break when he walked out of the door he saw you standing in the hallway struggling to carry in bags of what appeared to be crackers and juice boxes. Before you could topple over and drop all that you were carrying, he appeared in front of you, putting his hands under the boxes and urging you to hand them off to him. “Do you have a lot of kids in the center today?” He asked as you gave a sigh of relief from the weight lifting off your shoulders.
Giving a small hum you asked him about how it was at the academy and he responded with a slow before you went to open the door as he helped you carry the snacks inside. Upon seeing Brian, the kid’s surrounded his feet but when you told them off, they backed away slightly to avoid tripping him.
Once the food was set down he helped you pass out the snacks anf sat with you at a regular sized desk once everyone was fed.
~
“You know, you should really eat more than a protein bar and green tea, Brian.” You looked up at him from the salad and sandwhich sitting infront of you.
“I’m fine, plus, it keeps my energy up.” He waved the protein bar wrapper infront of your face.
“Please eat, I’m not even that hungry today.” You pushed a half of your sandwhich towards him. “If not I’m forcing you to go to dinner with me, that way I know you’re eating.” Brian had become a close companion since he started working at the academy.
“I’ll guess I have to skip out on the lunch today.” He laughed and threw the snack wrapper into the trash. With a groan he stood up and pushed in the chair before turning to the door. “Don’t forget about that dinner you promised me, Y/N!” He gave off in a sing song voice before saying goodbye to the kids and shutting the door behind him.
(people need to stop sleeping on a smile as bright at the sun smh)
Wonpil:
The exact opposite of Sungjin lmao. Honestly always questioning himself on whether or not he looks or sounds super dorky in front of his crush when in reality is the type to make them blush 24/7 without even realizing it. Loves the kids, the kids love him back. They all refuse to go to sleep unless he is there singing a lullaby.
It was one of the few days that Wonpil wasn’t able to come in and help around the daycare which was rather odd because whenever you had a shift he asked to pick one up at the same time. Something about prior engagements.
It was right around 1 in the afternoon which meant it was time for the kids to take a nap, except all of them were fighting it because “Wonpilie-hyung” and “Wonpilie-oppa” wasn’t there to sing them a song before they could drift off into dream land. After fighting them for the past hour, you went to your last resort which was to call Wonpil in hopes that he would be free enough to sing the children to sleep for few minutes.
Afraid that he wouldn’t even pick up you were surprised that he was on the line after the second ring. “Hey Y/N. Is everything okay, did the other volunteer not come in?” His voice was straining to speak over the obvious background noise that sounded like rather inconsistent bangs to a bass drum and torturous sliding of keys on a piano.
“Ummmm, it sounds like you are busy, maybe I shouldn’t have called.” You were already second-guessing yourself and started to pull the phone away from your ear, ready to hang up, sighing in the fact that you would have to find another way to make the children fall asleep.
“No-no-no, let me just get to a quiet hallway or something.” He quickly cut your small rant off, and soon the strident noises were no longer heard. “Is there something wrong?” His voice came through the phone cracked but still lyrical as ever.
“Ummm.” You hesitated. “I’m having trouble getting the kids to sleep and I was wondering if you could maybe, sorta…”
“Of course I’ll sing them a song Y/N.” You could practically see the beam cross his lips. “You should’ve just asked.”
~
The children were finally asleep and you were out in the hall in order to no disturb them. “Thank you so much for helping me get them asleep, I know you weren’t exactly planning on having to deal with them today. I swear your voice is the most soothing thing to them.” You smiled. The next thing you knew, a blush was rising through your neck to your temples.
“Is it soothing and sweet to you?” When there was no response on his side he quickly attempted to cover it. “Was that way too cheesy?”
Finally gaining your bearings you smiled. “No, I like hearing your voice everyday.”
(y’all he’s so cute how in el mundo is this possible?!?!?!?!?!?!)
Dowoon:
Ummm he is still a child. Lol, no honestly when he first came in to volunteer, all the kids were slightly scared of him because of how deep his voice was. But soon enough he was the one that they would ask to do weird voice impressions or act like a reporter and a character in a game that they were playing. ULTIMATE KING OF PLAYING HOUSE. But suddenly gets super shy and his voice cracks when the kids ask his crush to play house with them and make Dowoon and them pretend as if they were married. If only he knew how much they were also screaming on the inside.
It was a Thursday night and a couple parents had called saying they had to work a little bit late so you and Dowoon had agreed to keep the daycare open until the last child had left with a familiar face. As a way to pass time for the tiring kids, you both had agreed play a small game of house and the first thing the young matchmakers had done was place you and Dowoon in a VERY domestic relationship.
In order to act out the fantasies of the young ones, you and Dowoon pretended to play the part of husband and wife while they ordered both of you around as if they were directors to a broadway play. Everything had gone as it would have: the usual fight over something petty, the lovely ‘makeup’ hug, cooking dinner together, pretending to eat the said (plastic) dinner; that was until the mischievous kids decided to take a different route. They ran up to Dowoon and you could see the blush rise to his ears despite the low lighting. He promptly shook his head and the children giggled before nodding their heads vigorously. Which he vigorously shook his head even harder. At this point you were curious about what the conversation had been about but before you could ask, the children’s parents came walking through the door and you and Dowoon were forced to lift yourself off your haunches to properly greet the adults.
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Once the children and parents were gone, you were finishing cleaning the last of the day’s mess up with the help of Dowoon when the previous sight appeared in the back of your mind.
Bending down to place a toy into its proper bin you called out Dowoon’s name which he responded with a small sound of acknowledgement. Taking it as a sign to continue, you asked him about a conversation with the young sister and brother duo from before. Without a response you figured he wasn’t going to answer but when you stood up and turned around, you were met with Dowoon’s lips meeting your cheek, before quickly stepping away.
“They told me to kiss you but I wasn’t going to do it infront of the children.” He mumbled under his breath before he went back to sweeping the floor for any crumbs.
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