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way-of-the-sun · 5 months

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Even when it rains

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This is my Secret Santa gift for @tao-lay. It was a lot of fun to participate again this year and I hope this little story warms your heart during these cold months.

Genre: fluff, tiniest bit of angst

Prompt: something soft, something domestic, something that soothes the soul

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho)/Kim Jongdae (Chen)

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Junmyeon was sitting at his desk, trying and failing to come up with some lyrics for his upcoming new solo album. His eyes were unfocused and he was gripping a pen lightly between his fingers. It must have been hours of him sitting there, trying to be productive but his brain just wouldn’t cooperate.

Junmyeon sighed and lifted his gaze to look out of the window. The sky was grey and it was raining heavily. The raindrops falling against the window were making a calming sound and lulled Junmyeon even further into a state of listlessness. A deep sigh left his mouth.

The last few weeks were stressful for all of Exo but Junmyeon bore a heavier burden as the leader. There was so much criticism, so much hate against one of their members and all of this made for a melancholic and emotional atmosphere. A few weeks ago Jongdae announced that he was going to be a father and the backlash wasn’t pretty.

Junmyeon got blind sided by the news when Jongdae first told all the members about his growing family. But he was happy for him nonetheless. Just like all the other members. Everyone encouraged him and Junmyeon could still remember the happiness that lightened up Jongdae's face when he received all the love from his Exo members. He remembered hugging Jongdae tight for longer than necessary and how Jondae's arms tightened around his body when he whispered words of support into Jongdae's ear.

But even though all the Exo members were happy and supportive, Junmyeon feared that Jongdae would get lots of hate for starting a family and marrying his girlfriend from some fans and in the end Junmyeon‘s fears came true. It hurt to know that his member, his dear friend for many years had to go through all this trouble just because the industry and some fans couldn’t accept that even though they’re idols, they still have a life outside of their job.

Lightning brightened the sky and the following thunder pulled Junmyeon out of his spiralling thoughts. He sighed again and buried his hand in his hair.

„I have to get it together…“ he murmured and gripped the pen tighter. Just when he wanted to start working on his lyrics again a knock on the door interrupted his half-hearted attempt.

Junmyeon put the pen down and turned to face the door.

„Come in.“ he said and waited for the person outside to come inside. A small surprised sound left his mouth when he saw Jongdae standing in the door frame. Jongdae was clutching an umbrella in his right hand, raindrops falling down onto the floor. He was wearing comfortable clothes and it looked like he came to visit Junmyeon straight after finishing his daily vocal lessons.

„Hyung…“ The unusually silent voice surprised and alarmed Junmyeon. There has seldom been a day when Jongdae was quiet. Junmyeon mustered his unexpected companion and saw deep circles under his eyes. The whole aforementioned situation seemed to affect his friend more than he wanted to admit maybe even to himself. Junmyeon knew that he had to be strong for Jongdae right now so he did what he did best and straightened his spine, put on his most comforting smile and invited Jongdae in.

„Come, sit down.“ Junmyeon gestured to the comfortable couch which was a new addition to this room. After a few too many nights of him falling asleep on his desk, trying to write lyrics, Junmyeon decided that he needed a place better suited for taking a nap. After pestering his manager he finally got his brand new couch where Jongdae now gingerly sat on. He looked smaller than normally sitting there. Exhausted and sad.

Jongdae’s facial expression plucked at Junmyeon's heartstrings and he knew that he had to interfere. So with the gentlest voice he asked this one important question.

„What is bothering you?“

Jongdae lifted his head and looked straight at Junmyeon, exhaling loudly.

„Hyung… shouldn’t they be happy for me?“ This quietly uttered question nearly broke Junmyeon’s heart. He immediately knew what Jongdae was talking about so Junmyeon stood up and walked over to the couch and sat down next to his friend. He put his arms around Jongdae’s shoulders and just hugged him tight for a moment. Jongdae returned the embrace and melted into the warm and strong arms surrounding him. When Junmyeon felt Jongdae melting into his embrace he started to speak again.

„They should. And I know for sure that so many people are happy for you. Including all of the boys and including me.“ Junmyeon stroked Jongdae’s hair. It had gotten longer and Junmyeon knew that Jongdae would trim his hair in the near future. But for now Junmyeon just let the strands of hair run through his fingers, occasionally playing with the ends of Jongdae's hair.

„Everything will be fine.“ He whispered. Jongdae didn’t say anything for a few seconds but then his quite voice could be heard.

„Thank you.“ Jongdae's arms squeezed Junmyeon's waist.

Junmyeon didn’t say anything any more just nodded and cradled his precious friend inside his arms. It didn’t take long before Jongdae’s breathing got deeper and his body sagged against Junmyeon’s. Smiling softly, Junmyeon relaxed into the couch and looked down on his friend sleeping in his arms. All the sorrow seemed to have left Jongdae’s face and Junmyeon felt the urge to just protect him always.

Junmyeon kissed him lightly on the brow and gripped him tighter, not wanting to let him go. The scent of Jongdae's shampoo drifted into his nose and Junmyeon took a beep breath, enjoying this closeness.

Jongdae was shuffling deeper into the warmth of the couch and the body heat of his companion. Junmyeon gazed at him full of affection and love.

„I will always be there for you.“

Junmyeon listened to the rain that was pelting against the windows. The sound was lulling him to sleep. He closed his eyes and just before he drifted off to sleep a soft whisper left his lips.

„Even when it rains.“

#exolss23 #exo fanfics #junmyeon #jongdae #suho #chen #exo fanfic #exo-l secret santa 2023

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mybiasisexo · 9 months

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who are your fav or go to tumblr pages that write exo fics? or any specific stories you enjoy on here?

I have a tag for the fanfics I like

and im an old lady so I don't really know any new writers (I am so sorry I need to get back on it) but I do have my personal icons @baekberrie @yeoldotcom @j-pping @yeoldontknow @biaswreckingfics @ninibears-erigom @baeklination @byuntrash101 @breakyeol @vampwrrr @whimsical-ness (also rip to all the amazing work we have lost, all the talented writers who have gone. Thank you for your service)

my HIGHLY recommended fics are:

Break a Sweat by @breakyeol

I read this literally whenever my yeol thirst is too much and its gonna hit every time!!! My all time fav yeol smut

Sweet Lies by @vampwrrr

This is hands down one of the best bbh fanfics I have ever read. She writes bbh so damn well and its just so so amazing. I reread it every fall lmfaooo and I have hope that one day we will get a new chapter, amen 😔

Guardian by @kpopfanfictrash

An oldie (all the fics I love are like from 2016 smh) but GOODIE even if you feel some type of way about chen fics now I still HIGHLY recommend.

Exception by @moonlightjongin

Now, this story also isn't finished and prob won't be but...the edge of your seat??? The DRAMA?!??? Ugh I just love this one so much I really need to reread it cause its just amazing and I feel not enough people know about this one. A gem, truly

The Greatest Gift by @wonderlustlucas

Its giving everything it needs to give. Literally idk its just so good! The chemistry, the writing, the smut, chanyeols characterization. Just v brilliant and smart and truly my writing inspo. The sequel is just as scream inducing god I love it

and of course there is this little writer called @mybiasisexo who has this one story called Entangled that's ok. like she's cooking or whatever 👀😂

#this made me realize how much I don't read wow #like everything is from 2016 #and all the writers don't even be writing anymore #also realized some of my all time fave stories are GONE #I had a couple more recs but the writer deleted ://#ask #anon #exo #exo scenarios #exo fanfics

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tao-lay · 5 months

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Spinning Around You

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Hello @way-of-the-sun! This is my little gift for you, and I hope you like it. I had several approaches when I received the prompt, but I really hope this gives the prompt you left some justice. Happy Holidays!

Title: Spinning Around You Genre: Fluff, BodySwap, Soulmate Characters: Kim Minseok, Do Kyungsoo Words: 1,394

Minseok learned the hard way that a large salad plate, and a champagne flute cost 50 bucks; especially if they’re the good kind. His tips for the night were wiped out because of a rookie mistake he could have avoided if he had just stopped to let a family pass instead of trying to squeeze past them. He sighed as he handed the last dollar to his manager, pocketing only a measly 6 dollars into his pocket at the end of the night.

"See you tomorrow," he called out, adjusting his backpack behind him before waving at his coworker who was assigned to be the closer for tonight.

Once he reached his apartment three blocks away, he plopped down on bed only to stare up at the ceiling. 'I guess i can skip dinner?' he thought to himself. Minseok could feel his eyelids flutter shut but his stomach growled just before he could be lured to sleep.

He glanced at his wall clock then sighed, pushing himself off the bed then slipping on his shoes. Minseok decided to make his way to a nearby fast-food restaurant that offers value meals. Once he was there, he opted for a meal that had chicken, rice, and a drink. The restaurant was quick with his order and he decided to have the food taken out so he could eat his meal in the privacy of his own home.

"Watch where you’re going," said a gruff voice as a hand lightly pushed at Minseok’s shoulder.

"Sorry," he replied. The man was a good foot taller than he was and he wasn’t trying to pick any fights tonight. He caught a glimpse of a familiar face under a black cap behind the said gruff man, though. The man had a fair complexion, complementing the dark clothing he wore, and the plumpest lips he had ever seen up close. He looked familiar but he just couldn’t put his finger on who that might be.

Minseok did as the bigger man said, and minded his own business. He headed back home to eat his meal in peace. It wasn’t the most mind-blowing meal he’s had, but it was still food for his stomach so wasn’t too disappointed at it. Minseok threw away the disposables then resumed his lying position on his bed. He whipped out his phone and looked up the latest performance of this one singer he had been having a crush on for the past couple of months.

With his body being tired, his stomach full, and his heart slowly filled with lyrics and song, he eventually drifted off to sleep.

Minseok woke up to an alarm. It wasn’t his alarm but he shut it off out of instinct. He patted around the bed to feel for his phone. And... Well, he felt a phone, it wasn’t his. But he managed to unlock it with his fingerprint? Everything is a blur, but he was sure he was awake.

Why is it 4am? Why was he waking up to an alarm that was two hours earlier than he was used to? Why was his bed so big and soft?

He sat up on his bed then stepped on the floor, seeing something that freaked him out more than being able to unlock a stranger's phone using his fingerprint. He saw feet that weren’t his. It was connected to his body, sure. But they weren’t his! He stumbled out of bed then headed over to where he thought the bathroom was. It was the walk-in closet. Minseok padded out then walked to the other door he could find in the room. Thankfully, it was the bathroom and right there, in the mirror, staring at him, was a face that wasn’t his. Instead, it belonged to a famous singer whom he was a fan of.

He was in the body of the very soulful singer, and gifted dancer do Kyungsoo. The singer that he had been crushing on for three years and counting. The singer whose concerts he went to even if he was just seated in the general admission section. The celebrity who he has met in person after winning a raffle draw from buying his album. The singer who gave him the warmest smile and told him that he recognized him, even though it was their first time meeting in person.

Minseok gasped loudly upon the realization then covered his mouth, making the idol in the reflection also cover his mouth in shock. He looked down at his hands, turned them around over and over before he ended up lightly slapping his face.

It was real, he wasn’t dreaming. He was definitely in this celebrity’s body and it most likely meant that the same celebrity was now in his bed, waking up in a dingy apartment. Minseok wants to run to where his apartment is and apologize to the celebrity.

Minseok made himself decent; wearing a simple pair of jogging pants, a plain shirt, and a cap to cover his current identity as this artist. This artist had won several awards on music shows already, able to hold decent and high notes despite dancing flashy choreography. It was only one of the reasons why Minseok has a crush on him, but that wasn’t the time to gush. If he could get to where his apartment was, and maybe talk to the person whom he switched bodies with, they could successfully return to their own bodies.

After successfully dodging two big security guards, several "loving" fans who were "staying" in the room beside where Kyungsoo was staying at in the hotel, and managing to get a hold of a cab, he finally arrived at his apartment. His fancy yet casual clothing stuck out like a sore thumb in his own neighborhood. He stepped inside the apartment then adjusted his cap to cover his face in case anyone would recognize him. When he reached his apartment, he knocked on the door twice.

The door opened not soon later, his own eyes staring right at him. Unlike him though, he was met with excitement and with glee instead of sheer confusion. The door flung open and he was met with a body hugging his own.

Now he was more confused?

When Kyungsoo in Minseok's body pulled away, he was looking at the other with wide and sparkling eyes. He was looking at the other so lovingly, one would think that it was Kyungsoo (in Minseok's body) that was the fan.

"I have been waiting for this day," Kyungsoo said, gently leading Minseok back into the small apartment. "And I had been hoping it was you."

Minseok was so confused. Yes, it was his idol telling him all these lovely things that are making his toes curl and his stomach flip, but why?

"If you remember during the third grade, when you helped a kid buy milk from the canteen because that kid didn't have enough money.." Kyungsoo was blushing, and it was strange for Minseok to see himself blushing, but he welcomed it. He vaguely remembers the story, though.

"That kid was me," Kyungsoo hummed, almost melting with the way his voice crooned. "And I had the biggest crush on you that time,” he nodded, lightly fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “But our family moved away even before I could tell you how cool you were, and how you made me feel seen. My crush was rekindled when you won my fansign event. It was just so unfortunate you didn’t recognize who I was."

Now it was Minseok's turn to blush.

"So now," Kyungsoo smiled widely, "Shall we.. Return to our own bodies?"

"But how," Minseok croaked, voice hoarse from not using it the entire morning.

"Like this," Kyungsoo's smile grew wider as he leaned closer to Minseok then pressed a soft kiss to his lips afterwards.

When Minseok opened his eyes afterwards, he was looking at Kyungsoo. It had indeed worked; they were back to their own bodies. Before Kyungsoo could utter another word, it was Minseok who closed the gap between their lips again.

As they pulled away again, Kyungsoo smiled at Minseok, lightly adjusting his cap. “By any chance, do you have three dollars?”

Minseok tilted his head in confusion again.

“I kinda.. Have a craving, and I want to buy milk from the convenience store.”

#exolss23 #exo fanfics #exo fanfic #exo-l secret santa 2023 #minseok #kyungsoo #d.o.#xiumin #exo #kpop

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dreamylittlesugarcube · 1 year

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I Do for Two

Genre: Baekhyun AU, EXO AU, Fluff

Characters: Baekhyun x Reader

Warnings: Slightly suggestive, kissing, consensual touching

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: It’s your anniversary–and Baekhyun has surprised you with a vow renewal ceremony and a second honeymoon to Hawaii! But there’s a secret brewing—one you’ll have to spill before the night’s through.

A/N: Lots of requests for Baek pregnancy fics, so I tried to blend a couple of them together! Appropriate also in honor of Baekhyun’s return from the military! 🎉🎉🎉Enjoy!

*Please note image(s) do not belong to me and credit should be given to their original owner(s)*

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“...that’s a nice dress…but I bet it would look better on my bedroom floor.”

You chuckled at the horrendous pickup line your husband was whispering in your ear.

“Ha, ha, ha, did you get that one from Junmyeon?”

“Hardly, baby, you know Junmyeon is innocent–I got that masterpiece from Chanyeol.”

You tried to formulate a suitably snarky response, but became distracted by Baekhyun slowly trailing his fingers up your back, lingering where your dress revealed naked skin. Leaning in, he placed frenzied kisses on your neck, signaling his desperation to get you into the honeymoon suite.

Normally, your mind would’ve been following the same path. You were, afterall, married to one of the most devilishly handsome men in the entire universe. Soft, fluffy hair, soulful eyes, sinful lips, large hands, and abs worthy of adoration–all yours to enjoy. You wanted nothing more than to get Baekhyun alone and have your wicked way with him. It had already been a year since your wedding, but you still couldn’t keep your hands off each other.

However, there was one thing alone bringing sense to your lust-addled brain: a secret–one you had yet to share with your overly-enthusiastic groom. You’d wanted to tell Baekhyun right away, but in typical Baekhyun-fashion, he’d throw you for a loop after his recent return from the military–a vowel renewal and surprise second honeymoon to Hawaii. With all the commotion, you’d thought it better to wait until it was all over, or at the very least, until you had a non-alcoholic piña colada in your hand.

Children had always been on the table, but always in a future sense. Baekhyun had his music career, which kept him incredibly busy, and you had your job as a restaurant critic. Both involved lots of travel and frequent late nights, so it had never really seemed like the right time. Putting a hand over your belly, you wondered how your husband would react to the news. Your heart beat fast in your chest, whether out of excitement or nervousness, you weren’t sure.

The car eased to a stop and you were pulled back to the present. Baekhyun swiftly grabbed your hand, escorting you out of the car and through the lobby. In what felt like ten seconds flat, you were checked in and giggling on the elevator, sharing sloppy, heated kisses like two two youngins giddy to experience their first times. When the elevator reached your floor, you yelped in surprise as Baekhyun hoisted you in his arms, princess-style, so he could “carry you over the threshold”.

When the door to your suite finally closed behind you, the air was heavy with anticipation and expectation of what the night would bring. Before you could get out a word, you were pressed against the door, fighting for air as Baekhyun’s lips tangled with yours. For a few minutes, you were lost, tightening your hands in his hair to secure what you desired.

Giving you a few moments of relief, Baekhyun trailed his lips downward, starting from your chin and stopping short when the neckline of your dress prevented him from going any lower. With a pout on his cherry-red lips, he started to ease down the fabric at your shoulders, placing small kisses each time he exposed more of your bare skin.

As your breath came out in small gasps, you knew that soon you’d lose yourself to him, entranced by the touch of his hands and his clever mouth. Using all your willpower, you freed your hands from the confines of his silky hair and laid them against this chest, attempting to hold him slightly away from you.

“Baek–”

He grabbed the hand against his chest, his lips leaving pointed kisses against your palm before continuing their journey up to your wrist.

“Baekhyun, stop,” you murmured, trying again to gain the attention of the man who was currently making your brain feel like scrambled eggs.

“Hmmm?” he responded absently, clearly only half-listening, as he continued on with his mission of seduction.

You ducked under his arm, which had been caging you against the door, hoping some physical space might help you both cool down. You ambled over and sat down in one of the fluffy arm chairs situated in the “living room” area of the suite. You would have preferred to sit on the bed, but didn’t think that would bode well for such a serious conversation.

Meanwhile, Baekhyun had seemed to finally realize that something was off. The glazed look had faded from his eyes and he looked vaguely confused to find you outside of his arms. He walked over, kneeling down in front of you so he could cup your face in his hands.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He looked at you with concern, rubbing your cheeks in a comforting gesture.

“Baek–I have–I have something to tell you.” Your voice trembled a bit, betraying your nervousness.

“What is it, baby? You know you can tell me anything,” Baekhyun cooed in a soothing manner.

Warmth bloomed in your chest as his words washed over you. Your lovely Baek had a way of making you feel like all of life’s problems weren’t so important anymore. Feeling supremely comforted, you decided to just rip this off like a band-aid.

“Baek, I’m pregnant.” Finally, the words were out there and you internally sighed with relief that this secret was no longer yours alone.

The hands that had been stroking your cheeks stilled. Baekhyun’s eyes widened and without a word, he dropped his hands from your cheeks. Hands covering his own face, he scrubbed them up and down, as though coming to terms with what you’d just told him.

“Baek, are you ok—?”

Before you could finish your sentence, he shot forward like a rocket to gather you in his arms, peppering your face with kisses. Sitting back on his heels, he grinned, chuckling at a joke that only he was in on.

“So…you’re happy, I take it?”, you clarified, though you were pretty sure of the answer.

“Baby, I was fully preparing myself for you to tell me something horrible–like you wanted a divorce and were taking Mongryong with you--but this, this is excellent news!” Baekhyun pulled you up from the chair, wrapping his arms around your waist to lift you into the air.

You clutched at his shoulders, squealing as your feet left the ground. He spun you around in a circle until both of you were breathing heavily. Setting you down, he placed a kiss of your lips, which proved difficult since neither of you could stop grinning.

As your breathing slowed, Baekhyun moved to gently release the numerous clasps holding up the back of your dress. With each freed button, Baekhyun placed gentle kisses on your spine as more and more skin was revealed.

Gripping the top of your dress up as best you could, you stepped back from Baekhyun, enjoying as his eyes followed you like a hawk. Without fanfare, you let the garment drop to your feet, revealing the special wedding lingerie you’d saved for just this occasion alone.

“Baby, you wore this just for me?” he cooed, eyes heavy with appreciation. Advancing towards you, he ran his hands over the lacey material, as though luxuriating in the feel.

“Of course, love, who else?” you teased.

Thinking swiftly, you slowly backed towards the bed, challenge and mirth dancing in your eyes. With a wicked grin, Baekhyun lunged forward, ensnaring you within his grasp, and suddenly you felt yourself falling and landing atop the cushy bed. Baekhyun gently pressed you against his chest, tilting his head down to sweetly kiss your forehead.

Leaning up on your elbows, you moved to place a lingering kiss on his mouth. With deliberate slowness, Baekhyun guided your head until your foreheads touched. Sharing air, you savored this moment of intimacy, feelings bubbling up on your lips.

“I love you, Baekhyun,” you whispered against his lips.

“I love you too, my sweet wife,” he echoed. Snaking a hand down to your middle, he stroked your stomach with reverence. “And, of course, my sweet baby, too.”

~*~

Thank you for reading I Do for Two! I hope you liked it! If you enjoyed what you read, please consider liking, commenting, and re-blogging so others can find this story easier. Follow for more Baek content!

XOXO,

Emmy

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biaswreckingfics · 1 year

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Prompt request please and thank you 🫶🏽

Surprise #99 & 109 featuring my only current and always bias… Baekhyun

Baekhyun + Suggestive -love you for requesting my man lol but also just ❤️ you-

(There's only one bed. + This. Never. Happened.)

Baekhyun and you have been on and off for years. Sometimes you were madly in love, other times you wanted to kill each other. It got to the point where the people around you swore they would stop talking to you if you ever got back together again, but the issue is that you share the same friend group. You see and are around each other constantly. There's no way to avoid each other. Especially not this weekend.

Your friends had planned a short trip while you and Baekhyun were still very much "on". When it was time for the trip, you both swore to your friends that you could behave. That you could share the room you rented without fighting or fucking each other. It'd be easy! Besides, the group planned on being out and about the whole day so the time you spent in the room would be limited.

That is your thought process until Baekhyun pushes the key into the door and swings it open. You both stand out in the hallway and stare into the room. That "Oh shit" moment hits you like a freight train.

"There's only one bed," you meekly say.

"No." Baekhyun charges into the room and starts looking around like he'll find a hidden bed in the bathroom or something. "No, this can't be happening."

You push your luggage inside and close the door behind you so your friends don't pick up on the issue. You face Baekhyun and get his attention.

"Hey, this is fine. We are two adults, and we can handle sharing a bed for two nights. Okay?"

His eyes meet yours and he slowly nods. "Okay… yeah… Yeah, we've totally got this."

"We'll just make sure that everyone stays away from our room, while also making sure that we get along."

Baekhyun nods along before a weird look crosses his face. "Fuck. I forgot how sexy you are when you take charge."

His words heat your body and you take a deep breath. No. You can do this. You are stronger than your libido.

Clearing your throat, you say, "We can do this, Baekhyun. We can sleep in the same bed without acting like a couple of animals."

You close your eyes when you realize you've just reminded both of you of how wild the two of you can get together. When your mind replays your past trysts on a loop, you let out your own curse words. This isn't going to end well.

"We've got this," Baekhyun says to remind you.

When you nod and finally open your eyes, the heat in Baekhyun's stare confirms that neither of you has this. You're going to be on each other before you can stop it, and you quickly realize that you don't even want to do that.

"We don't have this," you whisper and Baekhyun shakes his head.

"Not at all."

The two of you come together as fast as your legs can carry you. Your lips clash together while your hands touch everything they can. The taste of him is so damn addicting, and you never want to stop being with him. You want to be lost in Baekhyun forever, but you know that it's fruitless.

You pull away long enough to say, "This. Never. Happened."

Baekhyun nods before pulling you back to him and then directing you toward the single bed.

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babecoups · 1 year

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exoterrorandtalesfest · 9 months

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Terror and Tales: Round 1 - AO3 Collection

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potatomountain · 9 months

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Recommend me some fics!

ive tried avoiding reading fics on here ever since March but honestly i really want to read some fics T^T ive slowly started up again, might go back and read some of my favorites. Unfortunately half the works on my recommended list have me blocked soooo cant read those really...

in conclusion: recommend me fics! Reblogg them and tag me or send them in my dms or something! Your work or your favorite work! one shots or series, particularly of Ateez (or BangChan or Seungcheol or even EXO Xuimin/Chanyeol) My feed is so barren now and im really trying to love tumblr and its community again ^^’ PLease help a fellow Atiny out!

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nuttytreats · 1 year

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i make shinee, nct and exo stories!

yayyyyyy!

ok that’s it you can go now

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jongbross · 4 months

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birthday boy - do kyungsoo x reader

pairing: do kyungsoo x reader word count: 930112 (just kidding, obviously) genre: fluffy 🥹 warnings: kyungsoo can be really annoying sometimes, i just know it a/n: happy belated birthday, kyungsoo ya~ i love you very, very much ❤️

you handed yet another can to kyungsoo, delighting yourself in the way he smiled up at you. he made some room for you, tapping the floor beside him and mentioning for you to sit down again.

the han river was just as peaceful as always, city lights illuminating the waters and its sound getting mixed with the seoul's night life natural soundtrack. you could see a few people walking by, mostly other couples like the two of you, but also a few moms with their children, some guy with his dog, group of friends joking around...

none of them seemed to call kyungsoo's attention, as you still felt his gaze on you when you took your seat next to him.

"it's a nice night", you commented.

"of course it is", he shrugged, skilled fingers opening his can with a swift motion. "it's my birthday."

"yeah, let's not be cocky now, okay?"

as you also opened your can, you could head kyungsoo chuckling beside you. he gently pushed you, but it was enough to make you spill some of your beer on your shoes.

"kyungsoo!"

"what?", he widened his already big eyes, offended. "you can't get mad at me, it's my birthday!"

"you can't use your birthday as an excuse to get away with everything."

"said the person who just bought me beer because it is my birthday", he rolled his eyes.

and that's exactly who the night went. kyungsoo annoying you, sometimes telling you something funny that happened at his workplace that week; you whining at him, sometimes laughing at his jokes just so you wouldn't bust his ego.

after an eight pack of beer and a few (stolen) pictures of kyungsoo, he decided to call it a night. ever the gentleman, he made sure to grab all the empty cans and throw it at the near dumpster before coming back to you and offering you his hand. you gladly took it, feeling how kyungsoo pulled you up on your feet like it was nothing, just with enough strength to make you crash against his chest.

"oops", he mumbled, a smirk on his face as he snaked his arms around you.

"getting touchy in public? wow...", you smirked back. "you're lucky it's your birthday, so i'll allow it."

kyungsoo heartedly laughed at your words, leaning in and kissing you while still displaying a huge smile on his lips. 'i love you' was the only thing he could mumble for you in between the following kisses he gave you.

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way-of-the-sun · 1 year

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Made with love

@exols-silver-christmas

A romantic and fluffy slice of life fic for my lovely Secret Santa giftee @dreamylittlesugarcube

Pairing: Kyungsoo/Reader

Words: 4.390

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“Empathy” was a nice little restaurant that opened a few weeks ago. First you saw a moving company bring in all the furniture, accompanied by a young man around your age. You watched them from your window, seeing as you lived right above the now newly opened restaurant.

You lived in your apartment for quite some time and this was the first time that the small place directly under you was rented out.

Your friendly neighbour from down the hall told you, that there once was a restaurant but the owners had to give it up due to old age. So it probably was only appropriate that a new restaurant opened in it’s place.

Sadly you hadn’t had the chance to check it out yet. After a long day of talking and interacting with many people you just liked to relax a little bit at home. That’s not to say that you didn’t like spending time with friends and having a fun time out getting drinks, but you also enjoyed a quite evening on your own, watching some random series or cooking and baking something for yourself. You apartment might be small, perfect for one person, but your kitchen was your marvel. Baking and cooking was an important part of your life so you didn’t spare any expenses when it came to your kitchen. Your parents only shook their head when you told them how much you spent on that. Still, you didn’t regret it one bit.

It was Saturday morning and you stood in your kitchen making some breakfast for yourself, when you saw the young man again. It was the same man which you had seen when the moving company came to bring all the furniture.

He might be working at the restaurant… you thought to yourself.

Curious you looked out of the window to catch a glimpse of him. He had short black hair and wore a hoodie and jeans. From the distance you couldn’t make out anything more, like his face or his height. The only truly noteworthy thing were the huge and heavy looking bags full of groceries he was carrying all by himself.

Shortly after he opened the door to the restaurant and walked inside. You scrambled some eggs and poured them into a hot pan, the man already forgotten.

It was Friday late in the afternoon and you just came back home from a long day. It was raining and your shoes were completely drenched. You cursed and fiddled with your keys to open your front door. As soon as the door closed behind you, you let out a long sigh. Originally you’d planned to buy some groceries and cook something warm and filling for yourself. This torrential downpour just stopped you from taking the detour to the supermarket so now you didn’t have anything to eat for tonight.

“Brilliant…” you murmured to yourself.

You took off your jacket and your shoes and let them out to dry. You stood awkwardly inside your apartment, unsure what to do about the food situation now.

“Maybe a cup of tea first…” you went to your kitchen to grab a teabag and a mug when you suddenly saw the sign of the newly opened restaurant right underneath your window. You fiddled with your teabag for a second before putting it back into it’s container. The mug also was put into it’s usual place.

You walked to your entrance hall and grabbed a dry jacket and a new pair of shoes. You checked your bag for your purse and your other necessities and left your apartment.

“It might be time to check out the new restaurant. Let’s see if it’s any good.” You smiled to yourself, relieved that you would get something warm to eat tonight.

The doorbell jingled and a warm gust of air hit your face when you entered the restaurant. It was a cosy little place with only a few tables. The name “Empathy” fit the atmosphere of this establishment. At the end of the room you could see the open kitchen with a bar running around it and some chairs to sit on. The chef was preparing some food that smelled delicious. He was standing with his back towards you. He was slender and had an apron tied around his small waist. The chef also seemed to be on the smaller side height wise. But before you had the chance to observe him some more a server came over and asked you with a blinding gummy smile: “Hi welcome to Empathy. Seat for one person?”

You peeled your eyes away from the chef and looked at the server with a friendly smile. “Yes please. Only one person.” The server nodded and brought you straight to the bar which wrapped around the open kitchen.

“Is this place all right?” You nodded and noticed the name tag he had on his apron. “Yes thank you Minseok.” He gave you that gummy smile again and handed you a menu.

“Just call me when you found something.” Minseok smiled at you again and left for the next table. There were some tasty sounding dishes on the menu and it wasn’t easy for you to choose one. In the end you decided on something warm and filling and Minseok came over to take your order of soybean stew.

While you were waiting for your dish you observed the chef again. His moves were clean and efficient. He was clearly a professional when it came to cooking. Just when you were sipping on your water the chef turned around and you did a double take. Luckily you didn’t choke on your drink but it was a near thing.

“Oh, it’s you!” you blurted out after swallowing your sip of water. Surprised by your outburst the chef looked up and indeed it was the young man you’ve seen a few times during the last few weeks. The one you observed from your window with the huge grocery bags.

“I’m sorry, but do I know you?” he asked. His round eyes widened behind his horn rimmed glasses. You felt the heat climb into your face when you realized that you disgraced yourself in front of your new neighbour. Your new very handsome neighbour… For he indeed was handsome with his short dark hair, pillowy lips and smooth, tan skin. Even his eyes were mesmerizing and drew you in. You only realized that you’ve stared at him for longer than you should have, when he cleared his throat.

Your eyes widened and you stammered: “I… I mean I think I’ve just seen you around you know? I live right above this restaurant and… yes.” You smiled, embarrassed about this whole situation. Realization dawned on his face.

“Ah well then. Nice to meet you neighbour.” He nodded at you and put the dish you ordered right in front of you. You hadn’t even realized that he tried to bring you your meal before you pulled this little stunt.

“My name is Kyungsoo.”

“Oh, nice to meet you Kyungsoo!” you also told him your name.

“Well then, enjoy your meal.” he said with his smooth and gentle voice. You thanked him and grabbed your cutlery. As soon as you tasted the first spoonful of his soybean soup you were in heaven. It tasted better than any soybean soup you’ve eaten before and you let out a moan of contentment. As soon as this sound left your mouth you heard a small laugh. Your head whipped up and you directly looked into the twinkling eyes of Kyungsoo. His full lips were curled into a little smile and you could see that he was clearly amused but also a tad bit satisfied.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoy your meal.” His voice was full of teasing and your face got warm again. It seemed as if you wouldn’t catch a break today. Why did you have to embarrass yourself in front of this handsome man not only once but twice? Usually you were more composed than that. You swallowed your nervousness and squared your shoulders.

“The food is really tasty. I might have to come back every day!”

Kyungsoo grinned at you.

“I’m looking forward to it, neighbour.” With that he ended this little tragedy you manoeuvred yourself into and went back to cooking. Even though you felt embarrassed for the rest of the evening you swore to yourself, that you would definitely be back soon.

After you finished your soup and Minseok took your money you put on your jacket and stood up from your chair. Before you left though you couldn’t help yourself and called out to Kyungsoo.

He turned around to you, a questioning look in his eyes.

“See you tomorrow, Kyungsoo!” The corner of his mouth turned upwards.

“See you tomorrow.”

You left the shop with a spring in your step.

It became routine to eat your dinner at “Empathy”. You always sat right at the bar where you could overlook the kitchen and watch Kyungsoo prepare the dishes for the costumers. You loved how concentrated he was and how his nimble fingers prepared each ingredient with love and care. During all these evenings you ate at the restaurant you got to know him better. You now knew that Kyungsoo wasn’t just a chef but the owner of the place. Minseok was one of his best friends who sometimes helped out during rush hours.

If you were honest with yourself you enjoyed Kyungsoo’s company probably more than you should. He was kind and soft spoken, yet could get quite scary when things didn’t go to plan. Still, you admired him. A few weeks earlier it still might have been able to prevent this crush from truly developing but you just didn’t want to. He was someone you could see yourself with. You just weren’t sure if he felt the same. Kyungsoo was hard to read if he didn’t want you to. Despite that you hoped that one day he might show you that he liked you as well.

During one of your regular visits at the restaurant you exchanged numbers with Kyungsoo. You wheedled his number out of him and now you texted him from time to time. He wasn’t a fan of texting, saying it was too bothersome to type. So you were quite surprised when you got a text with his name one afternoon.

I know it’s really short notice but do you have plans tonight?

Your heart started racing, you felt butterflies in your stomach. You couldn’t believe what you just read. Just to be sure you read his message again.

Was he asking you out? You squealed and jumped around your apartment. Out of breath and with shaking fingers you typed a reply. You didn’t want to seem too eager so you just wrote one small sentence.

Depends on why you’re asking… :)

Your phone chimed only a few seconds later. You opened the message with sweaty hands and a fluttering heart.

Minseok is sick and I need someone to serve tables tonight. I don’t know who else to ask.

Your excitement vanished. Why did I think that he would ask me out on a date? You thought. Of course it’s not that. Your heart started slowing down and the huge grin you sported only a few minutes before vanished without a trace. You sighed and opened your messages again.

I’m free tonight. When should I start?

Even though Kyungsoo unknowingly just crushed your hopes you still couldn’t leave him hanging. He was a dear friend in need of help and you just couldn’t stand the thought of him having to manage the restaurant all on his own.

Would 6 p.m. work for you? Thank you, I know why you’re my favourite neighbour.

You laughed.

I’m the only neighbour you know.

But yes, 6 p.m. is fine!

You waited for a reply but none came. You laughed a little, fond and amused. That was just typical for Kyungsoo. You put your phone away and went to the bathroom to get a shower. It wasn’t that much time left before your impromptu shift started and you didn’t want to look like something the cat dragged in in front of Kyungsoo’s costumers.

6 p.m. arrived faster than you thought possible and you stood in front of Kyungsoo who explained to you the inner workings of his restaurant “Empathy”. You weren’t completely new to serving tabled so you were confident in yourself.

“And lastly you need to put on this apron.” Kyungsoo showed you the apron he wanted you to wear. It was a dark grey one which only wrapped around your waist. Kyungsoo looked at you with his head cocked to the side, contemplating something.

“It might be a little bit big on you. Minseok normally wears this one so I’m not sure if - “ You interrupted him. “Hey! I’m not that small. Look!” You made yourself as tall as you could and looked him straight into the eyes. His eyes started to form crescents as a heart-shaped smile took over his face.

“I see. Then maybe it might fit. Let me try.” Kyungsoo gripped the apron tighter in his hands and took a step towards you. Your eyes grew large. The both of you never were that close before. You could even feel his warmth and his breath tickling your face. He was still looking straight into your eyes and he leaned even closer to your face. You jolted as you felt large and warm hands around your waist. He guided his hands around your hips, directly to the small of your back. You were mesmerised and didn’t dare move even a little bit. You heart was racing inside your chest and your breathing was getting unsteady. His fingers swiped along your back where he was tying the apron. You got lost in his eyes and you felt his fingers still. For only a second you thought that he might lean in to kiss you but he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and slowly de-tangled himself from you. You instantly missed his warmth and his arms around you. He felt so strong and safe. You could have stayed like that until the end of the night.

Kyungsoo stepped away from you and looked around the kitchen while his hands played with the ends of his own apron which he had donned before you. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. If you didn’t know better you might think that he was bashful. He looked at you again and then at the apron he so charmingly put on you. A small smile found his lips again.

“Well it seems like you were right. You aren’t that small.” And he was right. The apron fit you quiet well and you looked at him, satisfied.

“I told you so!” This childish response was followed by a deep laugh from Kyungsoo. You couldn’t help but laugh with him. After the two of you recovered from your small laughing fit he got serious again.

“Then we can start now. The first costumers should arrive soon.” You nodded and took your place at the register. When you heard Kyungsoo call out to you, you turned around.

“Thank you, really. I don’t know what I would have done without you tonight.”

“It’s my pleasure.” And only a few seconds after you answered him, the first costumer arrived. The night was a blur after that and when you came home that night you were dead on your feet. When you fell into bed you could feel the first fingers of sleep already gripping at you and you fell asleep with a smile on your face, thinking about Kyungsoo tying this little insignificant apron around your middle.

When you awoke the next morning you saw a notification on your phone. Surpirsed – because who would write you on a Saturday morning – you opened the message and saw it was one from Kyungsoo. You were awake immediately. You sat up and rubbed your eyes to get all the sand out of them and then promptly read his message.

Thank you again for yesterday.

Do you have plans tonight?

You groaned. How could he send you the same question twice in a row? A little grumpy you replied

Don’t make me help out again tonight!

I’m totally knackered…

You only had to wait a few minutes for his reply.

I actually wanted to repay you for yesterday. But if you don’t have time I can see if I’ll find another date?

You couldn’t believe your eyes! He wanted to repay you? How?

I mean I’m free tonight…

You stared at your screen and waited for a message to plop up. You didn’t have to wait long. Your eyes roved over his reply hungrily.

Good. Please come to the restaurant at 8 p.m.

You couldn’t believe your eyes so you quickly typed

I thought you didn’t want to make me work. :(

Three little dots appeared, indicating that Kyungsoo was writing something in return.

I won’t, please don’t worry.

And unbidden grin forced its way onto your face. You couldn’t wait to see what he had planned for tonight now that he reassured you again that you wouldn’t need to work.

Alright Soo… then I’ll be there.

I’m glad. See you tonight.

After this last message from him you fell back into bed and let out a long breath. You couldn’t wait for tonight and the surprise Kyungsoo prepared just for you. Your poor little heart started fluttering again and you felt anticipation rise within you.

Evening came faster and yet slower than you wanted. You were nervous, even though you didn’t know exactly why. You knocked on the door of the restaurant, because it was already closed. Kyungsoo opened you soon after.

“Hi…” You said. He stepped aside to let you in and as soon as you came inside you saw a nicely decorated table. Kyungsoo put up some candles and prepared a table for two. It looked very intimate and cosy. He even strung up some fairy lights. You could see that he took great care in decorating everything and you felt very touched by his effort.

Suddenly he spoke up. “I hope it’s alright that I prepared a nice dinner for us?” He seemed a bit unsure, as if he was scared that his efforts would scare you away.

“It’s lovely, thank you.” You gave him your best smile and you saw that his shoulders relaxed the tiniest fraction.

“Come sit,” he beckoned you. “I’ve already prepared everything.” You followed him and sat down.

Kyungsoo went to the kitchen and soon after he came back with a big bowl of soybean stew. You happily hopped around on your chair. “My favourite!” You exclaimed. He sported an indulgent smile on his handsome face.

“I know.” He didn’t say anything more, just went to the kitchen again and brought a bowl of soybean stew for himself. You impatiently sat in your chair, waiting for him to wish you a pleasant meal. Finally he uttered the blessed words.

“Enjoy your meal.” As soon as this sentence left his mouth you tucked in. You hadn’t tasted his cooking in way too long. Even though you came to his establishment nearly every day, each day without his tasty cooking was one wasted in your opinion. As soon as the first bite entered your mouth you were in heaven.

“Why does it always taste so good?” You moaned around your spoonful of soup. Kyungsoo watched you with his face supported on his hand. He had a gentle look in his eyes as he watched you eat. “It’s made with love.” He whispered. “Hm?” You looked up from your bowl and swallowed. “What did you say?”

“I said it’s made with love, that’s why it tastes like that.” The atmosphere changed. Suddenly the air felt charged and the light from the fairy lights seemed more intimate, almost romantic. You put down your spoon and truly looked at Kyungsoo. He hadn’t even started eating. Instead he was watching you with his deep and soulful eyes. You didn’t move, you barely dared to breathe. It felt as if you were on the edge of something huge, something monumental.

And your feeling proved true, when Kyungsoo stood up and walked over to your side of the table. You looked up at him, heart hammering in your chest. You felt breathless.

Kyungsoo slowly lifted his hand and brought it to your cheek. He softly and gently laid his hand on your face and his thumb started caressing your cheek. Your eyes fluttered closed. You couldn’t believe what was happening. Was this a dream? It felt like it. Kyungsoo stopped stroking your cheek so you opened your eyes. A question in them. Why did you stop? He mustered you, intently. And as slowly as he lifted his hand, he leaned towards you.

Your eyes got bigger and it felt as if no air was reaching your lunges any more. He came ever closer and as soon as you could feel his breath on your face your eyes drifted to his sinful lips. They were closer than ever before and you could admire them in all their beauty. They would be perfect for kissing. Pillowy and soft. Kyungsoo noticed you watching his lips and you felt his breath hitching on your skin. You looked into his eyes again and in them you saw a kind of certainty, a kind of resolve. Your hands moved without your consent and you gripped his upper arms. They felt lean and muscular under your hands. As soon as Kyungsoo registered your touch he leaned in further and whispered in a husky voice that sent goosebumps all over your body. “Last chance to stop this, darling.” But as soon as this endearment left his lips you knew you were hopelessly lost.

You didn’t move away, you even leaned a little bit further in. This was what you dreamed of. What you yearned for all these last weeks. Feeling his touch, his warmth. Hearing his endearments. Kyungsoo noticed you getting closer and you saw relieve in his eyes. But a second later all you felt were his warm and soft lips on yours. Your eyes fluttered closed, you were fully emerged in the sensation of his full lips resting against yours. Kyungsoo breathed out a shuddering breath and immediately after he gripped you tighter, his hold on your face tightening and a hand sneaking to your neck, bending your face upwards. This caused the angle of your mouths to shift and Kyungsoo started kissing you in earnest. He was a good kisser. He softly engaged you in your kissing and playfully teased your lips with his wicked tongue. You sighed, unable to resist his charms. As soon as your lips opened, Kyungsoo used his opportunity and sneaked his tongue inside your warm mouth. He tasted like peppermint toothpaste and something uniquely Kyungsoo. You were addicted immediately and never wanted this moment to stop.

Way too soon he slowed the pace of the kiss. He was only pecking your lips now and even though the kiss was more than innocent at the moment you felt as if he brought you to other spheres. You yearned for his touch, his kiss for way too long. Even some little pecks were bliss to you.

After a last soft peck he stopped kissing you completely. He took your face in both his hands and leaned his forehead against yours. You opened your eyes and looked directly into his face. His lips were glossy and swollen from the kiss you just shared and his eyes glimmered with fondness and affection. Yours mirrored the same emotions. Your hands slid up his shoulders and your softly gripped his neck without breaking eye contact. The two of you stood there in this position for a few more seconds until Kyungsoo released your from his hold and straightened himself out again.

You looked at him, never once did your eyes leave his face, searching for a hint to his emotions. But you didn’t need to worry. In his eyes shone adoration and his lips were curled into an endeared smile.

“Darling.” This word again. His voice sounded husky.

“Yes?” Your voice wasn’t much better. You cleared your throat. That elicited a wider smile from him.

“That’s not how I planned this evening to go if I’m honest.” He admitted.

“No?” You asked a bit unsure. “How did you want it to go?”

Feeling your uncertainty Kyungsoo grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers. His hands were so much bigger than yours and you marvelled at the difference. He squeezed your hand and your looked back at him. Trusting, hoping.

“I wanted to eat some nice dinner with you. Then some dessert and after that I wanted to ask you a very important question.” You heart fluttered.

“What question?” You couldn’t help but ask. He took a deep breath and squeezed your hand again, as if he was nervous. His eyes were shifting around the room. Still you gave him all the time that he needed and patiently waited for his answer.

“I wanted to ask if you’d like to go on a date with me?” This sentence completely blew your mind. You never thought that he might be interested in dating you! That your crush might be reciprocated. But it seemed as if your feelings weren’t one-sided. As soon as you processed his question you immediately nodded your head. You couldn’t contain your happiness and started skipping on your chair.

“Of course! I’d love to go on a date with you!” You blurted out. Even though you were a little bit embarrassed about your outburst, the blinding heart shaped smile on Kyungsoo’s face let you forget your embarrassment.

“How about tomorrow?” He asked. He seemed eager and happy about your consent. A warm feeling spread in your chest and something akin to contentment settled in your heart.

“That sounds lovely. But before that…” Kyungsoo looked at you imploringly. “How about another kiss?” You grinned at him mischievously and he laughed his pretty, deep laugh.

“Everything for my darling.” And then he leaned in and gave you a kiss you might never forget again.

#exo l secret santa 2022 #exo fanfiction #exo fanfics #kyungsoo fanfic #exolss22 #d.o. fanfic

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mybiasisexo · 4 months

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DRABBLE GAME #5 [CLOSED]

After 1000 years, I've decided its time for another drabble game 🥳!!!! I think I'm going to do up to 20 asks, so put your request in while you can!! so excited to write like this again. Thank you for supporting me and enjoying my work! I adore you all more than you know 💕🥰

rules:

send a number (at most 2)**

send a member (exo only [ot9])

please dont send in more than 3

will only accept requests from THIS list

please be patient with me haha

**if a number gets requested more than 3 times it’ll get striked out

"I'm not jealous, you're jealous."

“Do you love me?"

"Come cuddle with me."

"What did I do wrong?"

"i’m gonna marry you one day."

"What one am I?"

"You saved me."

"She was hot, admit it."

"I’m pregnant."

"Well you’re not the only one."

"You’re my person. you’ll always be the one i go to."

"Just pretend."

"What are you doing here? it’s the middle of the night."

"I’m your husband, it’s my job."

"We promised each other not to be like this, but... I can't stop it."

"Welcome home."

"After everything…I’d still choose you."

"I think I love you."

"You know I can’t be found with you."

"I think you should kiss me."

"I wrote you a song."

"Just stay this time. Stay for me."

"Stop being so cute."

"For God’s sake, stop crying."

"You’re a jerk."

"I remember our first kiss."

"Did you get into a fight?"

"Are you cheating on me?"

"Quit beating me up!"

"You’re one of the most important things in my life."

"Can I call you that?"

"Touch me again."

"Could we pretend that we’re in love?"

"I dont want to go back to how we used to be. i want more. i want you."

"This is not a time to give me driving lessons!"

"You have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that."

"Maybe you could stay? Just for tonight?"

"I’ll kick his ass if you want me to."

"Please, let’s go to bed."

"I’m really lucky to have you."

"I think it’s adorable how easily you blush.”

"I thought there was time."

"You are still a baby."

"It looks good on you."

"And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations."

"You broke up?"

"We’re not ‘fine’."

"I’m not angry."

"Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?"

"Fuck, you are so beautiful."

"You’re playing with fire here."

"We were so young."

"I don’t deserve you, but i want you anyway."

"You're pretty amazing. you know that, right?"

"I thought I’d never see you again."

"I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't important."

"Just hold me."

"We're not just friends. you know that."

"I guess i was wrong about you."

"I sent you a bunch of kiss emojis."

"Can you just leave me alone?"

"You’re so clingy, I love it."

"You look like an egg."

"Well geez, if you don’t like what I’m wearing, I can go and change."

"Does he know about the baby?"

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

"But, I said I love you. "

"How drunk was I?"

"I won’t let you get hurt."

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dreamylittlesugarcube · 2 years

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A Sweet Hurt

Genre: Baekhyun AU, EXO AU, Fluff

Characters: Baekhyun x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2k

Summary: You belatedly tell your boyfriend, Baekyun, who is away doing his military service, that you broke your leg while falling down the stairs and he insists on taking care of you over his military break.

A/N: Another Baek request! Thank you to the Anon who requested this adorable scenario! And I am so sorry to hear that you broke your leg. ❤️ I hope this brightens your day just a little bit!☀️

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“Wait, so tell me again how it happened?”, your friend Eun demanded.

It felt like you’d re-lived this story over and over, again and again, in the past few days. It had been an average day at work and your boss had asked you to bring a box of materials down to the accounting department. You’d grabbed the box of materials from the closet and started the trek down the hall to the stairs.

If only the box hadn’t been so heavy, or so large, then maybe it wouldn’t have blocked your view…then you might have seen the “wet floor” sign before you descended down the stairs. It had taken only a second before you’d found yourself sprawled on the landing to the third floor, leg throbbing in pain, unable to move from shock.

“...and then my co-worker, Jaehyun, carried me to his car and drove me to the hospital, where I got THIS,” you finished, gesturing fluidly like a game show hostess to the bulky, white cast engulfing a good portion of your leg.

“Very sexy,” Eun chuckled, before turning serious. “Hey, I’m sorry this happened to you…if you need anything, just yell and I’ll be there.”

“Thanks, Eun. The doctor said it’s been enough time that I can bear some weight on it, but I’ll still probably take you up on that offer at some point. With me living on my own, I’m sure there’ll be a lightbulb that needs changing, groceries that need to be carried….maybe a leg that needs shaving,” you returned, half-joking, half-serious.

“Speaking of living alone–have you told Baekhyun about any of this–it’s been a while since this happened, right?” Eun skillfully directed the conversation to a place you’d been striving to avoid.

“Nope–don’t give me that look, Eun–you know how he is with stuff like this.” He worried way, way too much. You smiled, remembering the time he’d insisted you call in sick to work because you’d been stung by a bee and he hadn’t wanted you to “overexert yourself”. He’d also maintained the need for copious amounts of cuddling all day under the guise of “needing to take care of his baby”.

Most importantly, you didn’t want him to worry. Your boyfriend was away completing his compulsory military service, so you weren’t able to see him that often. You kept in constant contact via phone, well, as much as you could, with Baekhyun’s busy military schedule. He sent you little things from time to time–chocolates, flowers, food deliveries–so that he knew you were well-taken care of in his absence.

Time was running out, though. Baekhyun was due for a military leave very soon and you knew you’d have to tell him before he came home to find you hobbling around on crutches with no explanation.

“You better do it soon, that’s all I’m saying,” Eun advised, taking a sip from her coffee cup.

You nodded in agreement. Tonight. You promised yourself you’d do it tonight.

~*~

It was nighttime now, you were settled on the couch, your leg elevated per the doctor’s orders, nervously counting down the minutes until your nightly phone call with Baekhyun. Usually, you were bouncing off the walls with excitement, giddy to tell him all about your day, about how much you missed him. However, today you were apprehensive, knowing he’d be worried and probably angry–or worse–hurt that you didn’t tell him about something so important.

As soon as the clock read 7:00 PM, your phone rang, Baekhyun’s name flashing on the screen.

“Hello, love,” you answered as cheerfully as you could.

“Hey, baby. How’s my sweet girl doing today?” As smooth a talker as ever. Baekhyun’s words were warm, practically dripping with honey.

“Oh, fine, I guess–”

“Something the matter?” he interjected. The man was a little too perceptive for his own good.

“No, no, no, no, everything’s totally fine,” you lied through your teeth.

“Okay–”

“So, when are you coming home?” you interjected before he could ask more questions. “I know your break is coming up soon.” Chicken. You’re a chicken.

“Soon,” he replied simply.

Since when was Baekhyun so vague? He was generally over-communicative about his breaks–when they were, for how long, etc. – so you could plan out what you wanted to do during that precious, precious time.

“What do you mean ‘soon’? When is ‘soon’?” you tried to clarify.

“Just soon” was his only response. You could hear him huffing and puffing, as though he was exerting himself, along with the pitter patter of steps echoing in an open space.

“Are you going up stairs?” you wondered aloud.

“What? No–I’m not going up stairs–why would I be doing that?”, his voice higher-pitched this time–which often happened when he tried to lie.

“Seriously, Baek, where are–” you cut off at the sound of the door. Turning your head, you were greeted with the sight of your boyfriend walking to stand in front of you, carrying the largest bouquet of roses you’d ever seen.

“Surprise, baby!” Baekhyun smiled and held out the roses to you in a dramatic gesture, still breathing slightly heavily from his trek up the stairs. His eyes traveled over your body, taking you in like a thirsty man who’d just found water. When his gaze fell on your casted leg, his smile slowly disappeared, his eyes grew wide, and he grew oh so still.

“Babe, what happened to your leg?” Baekhyun questioned, his voice unusually soft. He set the flowers down on the table, moving to run his fingers gently down the plastered material.

“Baek–I was going to tell you–tonight, actually–but then you–,” you rushed to explain. “I didn’t want you to worry….please don’t be mad,” you said, feeling guilty. You waited with bated breath for his response.

He gingerly slid onto the couch next to you, burrowing his face in your neck, arms encircling your middle.

“Love, I’m not mad, okay? I’m just worried. My sweet baby’s broken and I didn’t know about it–and I couldn’t even be here to take care of you.” He placed a delicate kiss on your neck.

You told him all about the accident, assuring him you weren’t in any pain. He pouted when he heard about your struggles to get around, declaring himself “at your service” for the duration of his time home.

The next day, you woke up keenly aware of your boyfriend’s presence. Closing your eyes, you gently rubbed his back in small circles, basking in the feeling of having him in your arms again. Placing a kiss against his chest, you nuzzled him with your cheek, calmed by the steady beat of his heart.

Slowly coming awake, he hummed softly in his throat, a lazy smile gracing his perfect features.

“Good morning, love. What should we do today?” he wondered aloud. “I am at your disposal today.” He brushed your hair from your eyes, moving to cover your mouth with his own.

Sighing with contentment, you mentioned needing some things from the store. Like an eager puppy, Baekhyun left to do your bidding, returning an hour later with the groceries and a bakery box full of delicious treats from Paris Baguette.

“Ahhh”, Baekhyun coaxed, holding up your favorite strawberry mochi doughnut for you to take a bite. Taking the bait, you sank your teeth into the soft pastry, the taste of fresh strawberries hitting you like a fresh wind.

“Mmmmm”, you hummed your approval as you chewed. “A girl could get used to this.”

“Get used to what? Staying in bed all day? Delicious doughnuts? A devilishly handsome boyfriend?” Baekhyun teased you with an ease that you’d missed in his absence.

“All of the above,” you affirmed, stretching like a cat to relieve the tension in your shoulders.

~*~

Over the next week, Baekhyun was true to his word, practically waiting on you hand and foot. Well, as much as you would let him, that is. He *attempted* to cook you food, helped you to the bathroom, plastic-wrapped your cast before a shower, and brushed your hair when you were done. “Helping his baby”, he’d said, beaming with pride.

With Baekhyun’s leave coming to a close, you grew sad at the thought of not having him around everyday. Waking up in his arms in the morning, hearing him sing to himself while attempting to fry an egg, even the way he smacked his lips when he ate, you’d miss them all. On the morning of his departure, it was your turn to be clingy–finding any and every opportunity to touch him–a hug from behind, lacing his fingers through yours, sweet eskimo kisses.

With his bag packed, Baekyun stood in the living room, taking in the space one last time before his departure. From your vantage point on the couch, you could see him fidgeting with his hands, almost looking nervous. Perhaps he was nervous about leaving you alone to fend for yourself.

Coming to stand before you, Baekhyun cleared his throat.

“Baby, this week has been so wonderful. Taking care of you this week has really made me think about how important you are in my life. I know I have to leave, but it doesn’t feel right leaving you alone to fend for yourself.”

“Baek–”, you started to interject.

“No, love, it’s my job as your boyfriend to take care of you–which is why I’ve talked to my mother–she wants you to move in with her and my dad for a while while you recover.”

“But–”

“No ‘buts’, love. I want you to have the support you need to heal. It’ll be great–you’ll get fed–you know my mom’s a great cook–and she’ll help you get around. Though she is a *bit* miffed that you didn’t mention this to her prior to this.” He gave you a pointed look with that last sentence.

“Baekhyun, that sounds lovely–but it’s not appropriate for their son’s girlfriend to be staying in their home.”

“I know, I know, it wouldn’t be appropriate for my girlfriend to be staying there, but my fiancée staying there would be an entirely different matter.”

You froze as his words, lips suddenly immobile as his words soaked in. Baekhyun fiddled with something in his pocket, pulling out a black, velvet box. Getting down on one knee, he opened the box to reveal the most gorgeous ring you’d ever seen. Heart in his eyes, he stared up at you.

“Baby, I love you so much–and I want to be your support, your protector, and your lover for the rest of my life. Marry me?”

Moving as fast as your casted leg would let you, you inelegantly threw your arms around his neck. Baekhyun steadied you, pulling you close in an intimate embrace.

“So, I’m assuming that’s a ‘yes’?”, he said, chuckling at your enthusiasm.

“Yes! A hundred times, yes!” You took his face between your hands, pulling it forward to smash your lips to his. After you both came up for air, Baekhyun slid the stunning, halo-cut ring on your finger. His hand lingered, enjoying the feel of his ring in its rightful place.

Baekhyun’s phone buzzed, indicating his ride back to base was here. You pulled him in for one more hug, memorizing his scent, hoping it would last until the next time he came home. He grabbed his bag and started towards the door, looking back to keep you in his gaze as long as possible.

“Goodbye, wife.” He grinned, clearly liking your new title.

“Goodbye, husband.” You returned his smile, heart fluttering. “What a week–doughnuts AND a proposal…and a fiancée who’s leaving me.” You jutted your lower lip out into a dramatic pout.

“My poor baby”, Baekhyun cooed, striding back to pull you in for one last hug. “Wait just a little longer, my love, then I’ll be at your service for life.”

~*~

Hello! Thank you for reading A Sweet Hurt! If you liked what you read, please consider liking, commenting and/or re-blogging so this content is easier for others to find. My requests are OPEN, so feel free to submit an ask if you have an idea! 😊

*Please note: I consulted https://www.nhs.uk/conditions/broken-leg/ for information about in order to write this story, as I am not a medical professional, nor am I knowledgeable about the treatment of broken legs. If you are in such a situation, please seek appropriate medical attention.*

XOXO, Emmy

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wedding night

pairing: byun baekhyun x virgin!reader word count: 2.3k genre: smut, fluff warnings: missionary sex, piv, cunnilingus, fingering synopsis: (requested) you're a nervous virgin on your wedding night. your husband, baekhyun, tries to make your first time as special as possible.

a/n: i'm not sure if this is good because the whole shy virgin thing isn't really my jam but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless, anon! 💖

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To say that you were nervous was an understatement. It was the night of your wedding and you were finally, finally going to lose your virginity to your new husband, Byun Baekhyun.

You’d known since you were young that you were going to wait until you got married. You weren’t particularly religious, but you were exceedingly, perhaps even foolishly, romantic, and you thought the idea of saving yourself for your eventual husband once you were legally and spiritually bound to him was a beautiful gesture of love and commitment.

Unfortunately, this made your dating life significantly more difficult. Men would cut and run as soon as you would reveal that you had no intention of having sex with them in the near future. They’d accuse you of being frigid or a tease. More than one had accused you of being a lesbian.

When you’d met Baekhyun and he’d asked you on a date almost two years ago now, you’d expected the same treatment from him but you were pleasantly surprised. When you’d told Baekhyun about your choice, he was curious instead of annoyed or judgemental and he asked you questions about why you felt the way you did. It was so refreshing, finally, a man who didn’t treat you like a freak, who accepted your decision as a valid one.

It was strange to think now how at that time you had no idea that you’d met the man you were going to lose it to. Being with him now, in your wedding dress while he stood in front of you in your shared hotel room, all you could feel was your heart pounding.

“Are you okay?” Baekhyun asked, his warm eyes meeting yours.

“I am,” you replied, “Just a little nervous.”

“Don’t be. You’re beautiful,” Baekhyun said, taking you in his arms and kissing you deeply. The two of you had kissed plenty of times before, obviously, but this one felt different. The slight hesitancy he’d had before was gone. You felt something more animalistic in him this time, not having to toe an imaginary line in the sand anymore. He reached around the back of your dress, finding your zipper and unzipping it slowly, letting your strapless gown fall to the floor.

He leaned back to look at your body. You were now in front of him in nothing but the white bridal lingerie you’d bought for this occasion. You’d picked out the lacy set with your best friend, wondering if it was a bit cheesy, if Baekhyun would even find it sexy. The way he looked at you with eyes that wanted to devour you assured you that you’d made the right decision. He kissed you again, lifting you up bridal style and taking you over to the bed, placing you on it gently.

You looked at him as he untied his bowtie and began to unbutton his shirt and take it off. You could feel the heat between your legs already. As nervous as you were, you couldn’t help but be distracted by the fact that your husband was incredibly fucking hot.

Baekhyun got on top of you, kissing you again. “Do you know how hard it’s been these past couple years? Not being able to tear your fucking clothes off? Not being able to touch you like this?” He moved down, kissing your throat and between your breasts, just nuzzling his face there and breathing for a moment. “But I just fell so hard for you. I knew you were worth it.”

You giggled as rested his face on your chest. It felt so comforting but erotic at the same time. “Thank you for waiting,” you said, a little shyly. You hadn’t done this before, you didn’t know the things to say, the sexy things, the naughty things, the dirty words you’re sure the women Baekhyun had been with before you had no trouble finding, no shame in saying.

“Thank you for choosing me,” Baekhyun replied, and you couldn’t help but grin. “Can I take this off?” He asked, gesturing at your bra.

You nodded, thinking that it was sweet of him to ask. You turned over to the side so he could unclasp it. When you laid back down, you instinctively covered your breasts. It felt so odd to be exposed like this. Baekhyun had seen you in bathing suits before, but he’d never seen you topless.

“Don’t hide yourself from me baby,” he said, gently removing your hands from your chest. “I’m your husband now.” He looked at you like he’d just unwrapped the most delicious treat. “I want to love every single part of you.” He dipped his head down and took one of your pert nipples in his mouth, making you moan. The sensation was new and odd but pleasurable nonetheless. As he did that, his hand worked itself down reaching into your panties, finding the wetness between your legs.

“All this for me? Aren’t you generous?” He said, letting go of your nipple and pulling his fingers out of your panties, showing you two glistening digits.

You felt a little embarrassed even though you knew it wasn’t Baekhyun’s intent to shame you. “Well, I’ve been waiting for almost two years. It’s been hard for me too.”

Baekhyun moved to pull your panties down and you let him. He slid them down your legs and off of you, taking in your body the whole time.

“I wanna kiss you here,” he said, spreading your legs apart and running a finger down your slit. “Are you okay with that?”

You nodded, a little embarrassed again, and he dove between your legs with his mouth. He teased your entrance with his tongue, keeping his movements slow and gentle, not wanting to overwhelm you. "How are you feeling?" he asked between kisses, his voice little more than a whisper. "Does this feel good?"

“It does… It tickles a little but in a good way,” you replied.

Baekhyun chuckled softly against your skin, his breath fanning over your sensitive flesh. "I'm glad, baby," he whispered, kissing and licking your cunt, his hands resting lightly on your hips to keep them in place. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he prepared himself before slowly pushing one finger inside you, exploring your depths with gentle strokes. He wanted this to be as comfortable and as painless as possible for you and he knew he needed to open up a little.

You moaned softly as he felt you tighten around him, your body responding to his touch. "You taste so good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."

You whimpered, “You’re so good at this, Baek.”

Hearing your compliment, Baekhyun's heart swelled with pride and desire. He continued to lap at your folds, his tongue dancing against your sensitive flesh while his finger was still inside you. "I’m a little out of practice," he replied with a soft laugh. "And I'm not done yet."

Slowly, he added another finger and began to thrust them in and out of you at a gentle pace, matching his movements with his tongue. He groaned as he felt you start to tighten around him again. "You feel so good. You’re responding to me so well," he whispered against your skin, his breath hot as he continued to pleasure you. "I can't believe how lucky I am to be here with you."

You smiled, biting your lip. “I’m the lucky one,” you said, in between moans. Your hips were bucking gently now and Baekhyun knew he was hitting the right spots.

His eyes closed as he tasted your sweet arousal, his body shuddering with pleasure. "Fuck," he groaned. He was hard and his hips jerked forward on the mattress reflexively. He would cum his pants if he wasn’t careful. "You taste amazing." He said, kissing your clit once more before pulling his fingers out of you and kissing his way up your stomach, his tongue tracing the lines of your ribs. "You're so perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to make love to you."

“I want it, Baekhyun. I want you inside me, please,” you said, breathlessly. You felt like your desire was overwhelming you and you couldn’t wait any longer for him to be inside you.

"As you wish, my love," your husband replied, his voice soothing. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, positioning himself between your legs, his hard length rubbing against your entrance. As much as you wanted this, wanted him, you felt yourself stiffen in nervous anticipation.

Baekhyun, noticing this, leaned down and kissed you softly on the lips, his hand stroking your cheek. "Relax, okay?" he whispered, "And let me take care of you. I love you.”

You breathed deep and nodded for him to continue. Slowly, he pressed the head of his cock against your entrance, waiting there a moment before he pushed inside, inch by slow inch. He groaned as he felt you stretch around him. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle and concerned. "Tell me if it hurts."

“It does hurt a little,” you admitted, trying to relax your body more. “But it’s not bad.”

Baekhyun paused, his eyes searching yours for signs of discomfort. "I'm sorry, baby," he said, his voice full of regret. "We don't have to do this if it hurts too much." He pulled back slightly, giving you a moment to adjust.

“No, I don’t want you to stop, please. It feels good too… Please…” you whined.

Baekhyun pressed forward again, this time going even slower until he was all the way inside you. He kissed your neck and nibbled lightly on your earlobe, murmuring soothing words to distract you from the sting. "You're doing so well," he praised you, "I'm so proud of you."

You whimpered a little and although he felt bad that he was hurting you, he also knew how much you wanted this. He could feel it in the way your body responded to him. And honestly, he wanted you just as bad. He felt you relaxing slowly and he smiled, rewarding you with more kisses on your face, making you laugh.

He groaned as he felt your walls clenching on his cock. "That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're so tight and wet for me." He began to move slowly, his hips rocking back and forth in a rhythmic motion.

He kissed your neck and shoulders, trailing soft kisses on your body. "Tell me if I'm hurting you," he murmured, "And I'll stop." But truthfully, he knew you wouldn't ask him to stop. He could feel the way you were arching into his touch, the way your nails dug into his skin. He smiled against your body, feeling the familiar rush of desire course through his veins. "You're mine," he whispered into your ear, "Completely and utterly mine. Only mine."

“Only yours,” you murmured back, breathlessly.

Hearing your words, Baekhyun felt an odd surge of possessive satisfaction course through him. He liked the idea that he was the one and only man you were ever going to have. And that you were the only woman he’d ever have again. "You belong to me now," he said, his voice becoming rough with desire. "Say it again."

“I’m only yours, Baekhyunnie,” you repeated.

Baekhyun felt his cock twitch inside you at your words. He gritted his teeth, determined to make this last as long as possible. Not having sex in almost two years had definitely affected his ability to last. "Fuck," he groaned, "You feel so good."

He reached down and began to play with your clit, earning another drawn out moan from your pretty mouth. He continued working you with his fingers, finding the right rhythm for your body and you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your climax.

“I think I’m gonna…” you breathed, not wanting to finish the sentence.

"Cum for me then, baby," he whispered, more than a little relieved, because he, too, was close and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold it off. "Show me how much you love me." He increased his pace now, feeling it was safe to do so, thrusting deeper and harder into your tight cunt.

“Baekhyun,” you mewled, feeling your orgasm rush over you. You’d had orgasms before, you weren’t that innocent, but this one was different. You felt this one in your entire body, to the tips of your toes, making them curl.

"That's it. Let go." His hips slammed into yours, driving him deeper still as he felt you tense and shudder around him. He felt you climax, your body writhing beneath him. "You're so sexy,” he said, continuing his pace. “Fuck," he groaned suddenly, "I'm cumming too." He pulled out of you, quickly, his cock erupting in a hot, thick stream across your stomach. "I'm sorry," he said. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to cum inside you and I was too far gone and I panicked and pulled out. I’ll get something to clean you up.” He made a move to get up.

“It’s okay,” you said, pulling your husband close. You’d forgotten to tell him you were on the pill now, but it didn’t matter. “Stay with me.”

Baekhyun did as he was told, laying down beside you and wrapping his arms around you. “How do you feel?”

“Tired,” you said, honestly. It had been such a long day. “But happy.”

“I’m glad. Did you… enjoy that?” Baekhyun asked, a little awkwardly.

“It was perfect. It was the best I could’ve asked for.”

“Good,” Baekhyun said, kissing you on the lips. “Now try to get some sleep. It’s the beginning of our life together, my darling wife.”

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