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Through the years | D.K

Doh Kyungsoo x f1driver!Reader

Warnings: Swears, a lot of crack

WC: 9.1k (ik, kill me now)

Howdy Cowpeople! This one is... hefty. This wasn’t supposed to be as long as it was but when I get in a groove... I think I made it obvious but I just wanted it to be over L O L. This one is pretty niche, but hopefully it can be enjoyed by both sides as it is a driver!reader.

(I didn't edit this, whoops)

2015

“Can you explain this picture?” The reporter asks, hovering in front of you with a phone in hand. The crappy quality is amplified as they have zoomed into the point where the picture is unrecognizable. You squint your eyes to see it and can’t make out quite what they’re trying to show.

“Sorry, w-what is that?” You ask, drawing back and squinting your eyes, resisting the urge to close them from exhaustion. Whoever decided it would be a good idea to do interviews after nearly 100 continuous laps in some barely held together race car with no break was a sadist. No other explanation.

“Oh! It’s a picture of you in a car with a guy.” The reporter said eagerly and shoved the phone your way. You briefly looked at the camera, an unimpressed look on your face, before turning back to the phone and squinting again.

You paused for a minute and drew back, your face still scrunched up, and exhaled.

“Nahhhhhh.” The drew out word left your mouth.

The reporter’s head tilted and they frowned.

“But it is! It’s you in Seoul after the Japanese Grand Prix!” He continued, looking very determined. You plastered a confused expression on your face.

“I’ve never been to Seoul before.” His face dropped and he turned back to his phone, as though trying to rationalize what he was hearing.

“Have you just taken a picture of… two random people in a car? To me it honestly doesn’t even look like anything cause it’s so zoomed in but to each their own.” You finished your words with a shrug.

“No, my source told me that that was 100% you! They said they saw you get in the car at the airport.” He continued on, undeterred by your flat disregard.

“I hate to say it, your contact’s wrong. I’ve never even set foot in the country.” You shrugged before turning to your PR manager who was gesturing for you to leave, with rather forceful movements. That was to clue you in that you were in trouble. With her personally or with the boss man, you didn’t know.

“Lovely to see you again, though.” You smiled and held your hand over. The interviewer tentatively took it and you exchanged good-byes before you turned around and left to go onto more interviews. The glance you exchanged with your PR manager told you that you were lucky you had not been caught out on your multiple lies and you heaved a sigh of relief to yourself.

Being the only female driver in a heavily male dominated sport was incredibly stressful. Add to that the eyes of reporters trying to find you doing anything remotely weird to spin it into a scandal and you had a lot of things to worry about. Especially since you had just started a relationship with a highly coveted Kpop singer which you were determined to keep under wraps.

You both had a bet running with each other. The first person to reveal the relationship would lose. There was no consequence but your pride, something which both of you had a bit too much of.

And so, a game was born. It simultaneously made you more careful of revealing your relationship while also making it a fun game.

This also meant that you had to start constantly lying to reporters to get out of tricky situations. Surely nothing bad could ever come from this.

2016:

“How does it feel to be a key contender for the championship?” Asked a reporter, directing it to, of course, Lewis Hamilton, who was sat beside Daniel in a panel of drivers. You were sat on the other side of Daniel, the small desk in front of you reaching for miles on either side.

As Lewis gave the carbon copy response that he had given to every interviewer so far, Daniel leaned over to whisper in your ear.

“I’m surprised they haven’t called him out on that yet.” He then reached for his plastic water bottle and took a sip. You considered this for a second before leaning to his side and answered, not turning your face from the crowd of reporters.

“I’m surprised they haven’t called you out on your disgusting trim.” He jolted forward at this unprompted attack on his hair and the choking sound he emanated drew attention from all in the room, all watching him with curious eyes as he tried to regain his breath.

“You alright mate?” Lewis asked, one of his eyebrows arching.

“Y-yeah I’m fine.” Daniel replied, waving his hand, eager to have attention off of his spluttering. It took a while but eventually all the cameras were aimed back at Lewis, so Daniel took the opportunity to elbow you hard in the side, your reaction being to topple off your chair dramatically. Usually one for the dramatics, you’re not sure you’ve ever seen Daniel want the cameras off him so much.

Hidden behind a small desk, you could only hear the questioning tones calling out your name and see Daniel’s slightly panicked face urging you to get up and back on your chair. With one single hand, you reached for the desk and slowly pulled yourself up.

You released a deep breath as you hauled yourself into your seat and turned to face the crowd of reporters who were looking at you. With a grand hand gesture, you motioned for them to continue with their interviews and turned slightly to Daniel with a smile. He shot you back an exasperated glance before your name was called from the crowd of reporters. You looked towards the reporter and he began speaking.

“So, as you’re the only female on the grid I feel the need to ask, if you could date any of the drivers, who would it be?” The eager face he had contrasted with your entirely unimpressed face. You could hear Daniel begin to start speaking and you could feel the defensive energy emanating from the rest of the drivers on the panel, but before any of them could interrupt with scathing criticism about the misogyny that permeated the question, you replied to the reporter.

“Literally none of them, I’d rather die.” Your response was met with general silence before Daniel started laughing as usual.

“Really? You wouldn’t fancy any of them?” The reporter asked, almost in disbelief.

“No!” You said almost equally in disbelief.

“I’m fine with what I have at home!” You added on after a second.

“Are you saying you’re in a relationship???” The reporter was on the edge of his seat, others shoving their microphones and cameras trying to get a good shot. You dramatically pondered that for a second before replying.

“I wouldn’t say that, I just have other things at home.” You said that and then leaned back, shrugged, and didn’t say anything else into the mic even at the reporters continual uproar as they took in the implications of that statement.

You, luckily, were able to avoid the increasingly weird questions by just not answering and smiling. You weren’t as lucky to miss the smirks thrown your way by the other drivers.

2017:

“It doesn’t count!” You said in disbelief, aiming it at the microphone of your phone.

“Mmm I’d say it counts.” Kyungsoo replied back teasingly, his voice echoing into your AirPods.

“You can’t go back on your word!! You said it was fine last year!” You were sitting at a table in your company's hospitality, having a conversation with Kyungsoo on the phone, blissfully unaware of the interviews going on outside the building which had a clear view into the small area.

“Yeah but it’s been two years, one of us has to call it quits soon.” Your face contorted before Kyungsoo quickly amended his statement.

“The bet! The bet! Sorry, that came out the wrong way.”

You just shook your head, a small smile growing on your lips.

“You bastard, you had me a little worried.” He scoffed in response. He had been speaking quietly into the phone as he was hiding in a closet in the SM building, taking a break from practice to talk to you. A true charmer.

“As if.” He replied shortly, a loud scuffling heard on his side.

“One second.” He said, as a banging sound came through into your headphones.

“Come on Hyung! Get off the phone and come back before someone else finds you!” Kai’s voice could be heard through the door. A pause before the banging started again.

“Also tell her I said hello!” You giggled at the younger man’s words and Kyungsoo’s sigh in response.

“I’ll call you after the race, do your best, I love you.” Kyungsoo muttered into his phone before shouting back to Kai something about respect and to shut up. It just made you laugh more.

“I love you too, practice well and I’ll call you soon.” You finally said in response after the yelling died down.

“Bye.” He said before quickly tacking on another “love you” and then he hung up.

After he hung up you just stared at your screen for a second with a smile you would 100% not call radiant on your face. It was quickly wiped off when your PR manager popped up out of nowhere and started talking about interviews, causing you to switch to English as you stood up and followed him.

However, the interview still captured your little moment and the conversation preluding it. You knew this because, when you went back to your phone after the race, Baekhyun had sent you a picture of your smile through the tinted glass with a smirking emoji as well as a picture of Kyungsoo on the floor in the closet in the dark talking to you on the phone, not to mention the hounding you got at the next press conference.

2018:

You knew it was risky to do a live in your own apartment, especially since you were in a completely different country than where you were claiming you were.

But your PR team wanted you to do it, and you couldn’t exactly tell them no, even if you were currently lying to them about your circumstances. You were a bit worried that something unexplainable might happen like the South Korean national anthem suddenly blaring but what you weren’t worried about was the person who you were living with coming back and interrupting your live.

Kyungsoo was at practice and, while you were ok with him skipping it to talk to you on the phone, you didn’t want him to skip it now, as you had been promised a few days without any interruption if he went to every practice. So he was at practice and you were fulfilling all your expected PR duties for the next couple of days, which included the live.

Regardless of your hesitations, you set up your phone on your coffee table facing the entrance to your home and sat on the couch before turning on the live. Immediately people joined, flooding the chat and making your phone vibrate.

“Uhhh hello everyone.” You awkwardly greeted as you tried to think of things to say. Kyungsoo would be fantastic at this, you couldn’t help but think, always having to do live’s with his members.

“How’s everyone’s days been?” You settled on and watched the responses roll into the chat. You noticed a few drivers had joined your live and even a few of the boys from F2 and F3 were watching, which you thought was pretty nice of them considering it was mainly you rambling for around 30 minutes.

Your manager wanted you to do an hour minimum for the live and the time seemed to stretch for years, you continuously making small talk and occasionally replying to comments. You even snuck in a few jokes for the other drivers before, around the 55 minute mark, a sound came from your end.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you wondered where the noise was coming from, looking around the apartment. Quickly standing up, you looked around the apartment, making a lighthearted joke about ghosts as you nervously tried to find the origin of the sound.

You realised that sound was the wrong key being put in the lock as soon as you registered the sound of the correct key being put in.

As Kyungsoo opened the door, you made the biggest leap you think you have ever made. It would’ve had to have been around 4 meters surely. Somehow you had leapt onto the coffee table, knocking your phone down. Kyungsoo was staring at you weirdly as you violently gestured at him to shush. He raised an eyebrow.

“Are you ok?” He asked, his deep voice sounding as lovely as ever. You took a second, contemplating your options in this circumstance before coming to a logical conclusion.

You started to scream.

“GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!” Kyungsoo’s face shifted to one of confusion as yours was full of desperation.

“YOU CRAZY PSYCHO! GET OUT!!” You continued to yell in perfect English, a contrast from his peaceful question, and gestured for Kyungsoo to close the door, which he did, albeit very confused.

As soon as he closed the door, you maneuvered yourself so that you weren’t facing him and quickly picked up your phone from underneath you.

“Oh my god, what just happened.” You said, showing the camera your roof. You picked up the phone and started fidgeting with it.

“‘Are you ok?’ Yeah I’m fine, I just gotta figure out how to change the locks. I’ll uh.. I’ll get back to you guys. See you later.” You said absentmindedly, as you ended the live.

You paused for a second, sat back on your heels, and sighed, staring up at the roof. The sound of footfalls reached your ears and you didn’t react when Kyungsoo placed a hand on your shoulder.

“I’m not losing this bet.” You mumbled, staring at the ground. An incredulous laugh left him at that as he reached his hand further and brought your face to look at him. A smile that there was no other way to describe but goofy was spread across his face.

“You’re still thinking of that?” He asked and you nodded.

“I take our bet very seriously.” You said before he slightly shook his head, gave you a kiss on the forehead, and moved towards the kitchen.

You picked yourself up and moved to the dining table as he started work in the kitchen. And, as he made a delicious dinner that you both enjoyed, you started to field off your PR team asking who was in your house and ignoring the comments wondering why the guy was speaking Korean in the middle of England.

2019:

It was approximately ten minutes before you had to be in the car and ready to go, and you were half-way there. You had your fireproofs and race suit on and you were being herded towards your car by a crowd of engineers. Strategies and specifics were being directed at you and you could only nod and act as though you were absorbing what they were saying.

Even after four years on the job some people felt they just couldn’t rely on you. Honestly, they should just let you do your thing, you knew what you were doing.

No! God, ever since Kyungsoo had joined the military you’d been irritable and quick to anger on the track. Your poor engineers were trying their best to get through to you, likely because they wanted to keep their jobs, but you’d been incredibly closed off since after you got back from the honeymoon.

Oh yeah, you got married. During a break and right before Kyungsoo was scheduled to start his enlistment, you got married down in a small courthouse with only a few people from either side. You had your family, a few close friends, and a few drivers while Kyungsoo had his family, a few close friends, and the whole of EXO.

It was very emotional and intimate, but that was how you’d describe your relationship so you were very happy with it. You were also extremely happy with the week get-away in the middle of nowhere in New Zealand that followed after, a week of people not recognising both you, farmers markets, and sheep. Lot’s of sheep.

But ever since he’d flown off to do his duty to his country (and shaved his head, no one should look that good with a shaved head) and you’d flown to your next race, you’d been incredibly… angry.

You didn’t know if it had to do with not seeing Kyungsoo for the better part of two years or having that split immediately after the wedding, but what you did know was that it was affecting your racing so you had to snap out of it.

Being dragged back to the present you quickly hopped in the car and performed all of your checks on the steering wheel and adjusted things while people flitted around outside the car, adjusting things and making sure the car was in proper state.

After a quick radio check, the call to start up for the formation lap (you were in P11 after a pretty dodgy qualifying) was relayed and all around you could hear car’s engines coming to life. You glanced at your engineers and snapped down your visor at their nod, starting the car.

Before you pressed the throttle something quickly came to mind. You rapidly gestured for one of your engineers to come close to you, incredibly conscious of all the cars revving around you. The poor engineer almost sprinted to you as you started to fiddle with the zip of your racesuit, the gloves you were wearing prohibiting you from unzipping it.

The engineer's face was comically concerned and he slowly reached forwards before you looked up and grabbed his outreached hand. His face immediately went to one of shock as you made his hand grab the zip and unzip the front part of the suit.

Choosing to ignore the cameras capturing this interaction you continued unzipping it till it lay around your collarbones, hoping the cameras don’t catch any of your naked shoulders. The engineer's face then relaxed as he saw the necklace around your neck and he quickly reached in, almost leaning over the car, to move your necklace around your neck till the latch was in front of him.

He cautiously unlatched the necklace before zipping up your race suit. You immediately relaxed as the pressure around your neck was relieved. Before he could retreat back to the crowd of engineers, you grabbed the hand that wasn’t holding your necklace and slapped it appreciatively with your other hand.

He retreated as you powered up the car and started to move it forwards, letting all the cars that needed to go before go before you started to move.

Your team radio started up as you were leaving the pit lane.

“You all had us very confused there.” Your race engineer said as you started your cruise around the track.

“Yeah, sorry I completely forgot about it. But I thought it was better to take it off.” You said, pressing down on the throttle.

“He better not lose that though. I want that back at the end of the race.” You subtly threatened, suddenly thinking of the rings that were attached to the necklace. You hoped that maybe the cameras hadn’t seen your wedding and engagement rings but you knew there was no chance they hadn’t not captured it. Oh well.

“I don’t know if you’ll get it back by the end of the race.” Your engineer said, her tone almost sarcastic.

“What’s that mean?” You asked, letting the car cruise.

“You’ll probably be killed by your PR team first.” She said bluntly. So bluntly it made you laugh.

“I’ve got a race to focus on.” You reminded her, leaving out the part that you had a race to think of an excuse as to why you have two rings attached to a necklace around your neck.

And you did think of an excuse, wearing the necklace proudly during post-race interviews and saying it was a family heirloom that had been passed on to you by your grandma whenever you were questioned about it.

The moment still went viral though, people questioning the relationship between you and the engineer. It went viral enough to that you had to suffer through teasing by Daniel and his accomplice Max Verstappen (you didn’t know how the kid knew you were married but you suspected it had something to do with an annoying Australian) not to mention the shit being talked in the EXO group chat you were in.

I mean seriously, all of those guys are millionaires, does Chen have nothing else to do with his time than bully the wife of his bandmate?

2020: (sorry Alex)

Somehow you got signed to RedBull on a year contract. Not to say you weren’t grateful for the opportunity but you were definitely a bit confused. But anyway, you let bygones be bygones and now you had a 22 year-old dutch nuisance under your wing.

He was a great kid but god, was he traumatized. You were convinced he’d never seen a healthy family dynamic, so you were more than happy to let him see how you and Kyungsoo functioned. Or at least how you functioned when he was not in the military.

You kind of felt like a life coach for the kid, telling him when he was being taken advantage of or when he should continue with something. You’d been woken up plenty of times in the middle of the night by him drunkenly whining into the phone about wanting to go “home”, something neither of you commented on when he woke up on your couch the next day.

So, safe to say, you’d practically adopted a child without the permission of your husband.

This extended to on the track as well, you’d gotten into a few mild disagreements with Jos Verstappen after his cruel comments which often involved you looking at him angrily and him shit-talking you in interviews about you being a woman. You’d often have to refrain from saying that you’d always be more of a man than him, but alas, you didn’t want to get kicked from your seat.

You knew that Max was extremely appreciative of your dynamic, even commenting on it a few times during interviews, saying that he was very happy to have you as a teammate. After that interview you almost felt like you and his lover, Daniel, were able to give him some sort of an idea of what a normal family relationship should look like.

This sentiment was definitely reinforced when a loud knocking on your Monaco apartment door happened in the early afternoon. It was a weekend with no race, so you were soaking in relaxation. You were having a nice bubble bath after having read for the whole morning, so you were hesitant to hop out of the bath.

The knocking persisted however, and with a sigh, you got out of the bath and wrapped a bathrobe around you before loudly yelling you’d be a minute. You tugged on some sweats which weren’t yours and put your hair in a towel before eventually making your way to the door.

You might’ve taken more than a minute, but it didn’t matter when you opened the door and were greeted with the image of Max Verstappen on his knees, face pressed into the expensive hallway carpet. What a sight to see, the prodigy and most highly anticipated driver of his time, lying face-first on the floor.

“What the fuck?” You asked, immediately crouching down to his level after a quick glance to see that none of your neighbors had left their apartments to check on the banging (pretentious, self-concerned people).

You rolled him over, your confusion doubling as you took in the remorseful look etched across the young man's face, almost tripling as you took in the barely concealed tears in his eyes. Your heart ached though and you pulled him up so that he was sitting on his knees.

“I’m so sorry.” He muttered as your face contorted in confusion. What had happened? “Come inside Max.” You said quietly, helping him up from his spot on the floor and leading him inside, locking the door after you both. Leading him to the couch, you left him after putting the throw blanket over his shoulders, and went to make both of you a tea.

You noticed your phone constantly vibrating on your kitchen counter and quickly chucked it on do not disturb, not checking the notifications because you were more concerned with your teary teammate.

After grabbing the teas you made your way to the couch, setting them down on coasters on the coffee table, before sitting on the edge of the ‘L’ piece of the couch, so you were facing Max. You grabbed his hand from his lap where he had been nervously picking at his nail beds.

“What’s wrong Max?” You asked calmly, bringing his hand to your lap to stop him from hurting himself. He looked up at you, a few tears having rolled down his cheeks.

Whatever had happened had fucked him up. You didn’t think it was a fight with his dad, he’d sadly become pretty unresponsive to those. You briefly considered him losing his seat but shook that off, he was doing exceptionally well.

Maybe you’d lost your seat and he was sent to deliver the news. That would make more sense, especially as your phone was blowing up. You hadn’t been performing very well, but you didn’t think they’d drop you from your seat midway through the season, especially during a season as turbulent as this one.

It was the only reason that made sense though, so you prepared yourself for the news that you would be unemployed. Maybe you’d go back to F2 or maybe IndyCar? Or you could just move to South Korea and live there permanently, letting Kyungsoo fulfill his passion for acting and singing while you did a few kart races to occasionally quench your thirst for adrenaline.

That actually didn’t sound too bad, though you’d definitely have to discuss it with Kyungsoo when he got back from enlistment, which meant around 5 months of unemployment. But hey, you had the money and so did Kyungsoo.

Max snapped you from your thoughts of the future by clearing his throat.

“You don’t know?” He asked, curiously glancing up at you. You furrowed your eyebrows.

“No…” You said, conveying your confusion. “Should I?”

“Have you checked your phone recently?” Yep, you were definitely getting fired. You should probably start packing now. Maybe Daniel could get his seat back? You shook your head in response to his quiet question.

“I’ve just been reading all morning.” Max nodded, a small ‘ah’ leaving his mouth as he stared at the floor. He reached for his tea, his hand leaving your lap. You narrowed your eyes at that, following his movements as he sipped, a gasp immediately leaving his throat as he burnt it.

You immediately cussed and sprung up from your couch to grab a glass of cold water, running back to the couch and giving it to Max, watching as he gulped down the glass. When he finished he turned back to you and thanked you, before pausing for a second and bursting into another round of tears. You placed a hand on his shoulder.

“You’re really freaking me out Max. Can you please tell me what’s wrong?” You asked gently, trying to make him catch your eye.

“Promise you won't hate me?” His small voice asked and you internally crumpled at his vulnerable question. Honestly you never thought you’d end up gentle-parenting a teammate like he was a child of yours, especially since you were only like 5 years older than him, but here you were, caring for him like family.

“Yes, I won’t hate you Max.” You repeated as he finally caught your eye. He took a deep breath before starting to speak.

“I was doing an interview for the press and they started asking questions about other drivers and my relationship to them. They then asked about you and I said that I’m really close to you and etcetera.” Ok, seems pretty normal so far. At least you weren’t getting fired, hopefully.

“And they asked if I see you more as a mother figure or a romantic interest.” He said before quickly turning his eyes away. This confused you before you clued in.

“Oh Max.” You said quietly and he turned back to you. “I’m flattered you feel that way but I am married and I am loyal-”

“No, no, no!” He said, louder than he’d ever spoken in the time since he was on the floor. His cheeks had turned bright red as he looked in your eyes.

“No, I didn’t say that I saw you romantically!” He quickly amended and you breathed a sigh of relief, smiling.

“Ok, that’s good! I didn’t want our friendship to be awkward.” You said, looking at him for a response. He just grimaced and averted his gaze. You gestured for him to go on confusedly and he began speaking again.

“And I said more like a mother-figure.” A statement which made you feel positive things you don’t want to address. “Then I may have accidentally said that, even though I haven’t met him, I see your husband as more of a father-figure as well.” He quickly rushed the last part out and you sat, stunned.

The room went silent while you processed what he told you. Fuuuuckkk. How much trouble were you going to be in? I mean the team knew, but this wasn’t something you could pass off as your grandmother's rings. This was undeniable proof that you had a husband. God press days were going to suck after this unless you could somehow make an excuse.

As time went on he seemed to collapse in on himself, the energy quickly switching to something you didn’t like.

“To be honest I thought you were going to tell me I’d lost my seat.” You said and Max’s head snapped up. “What?” He asked, disbelieving.

“Yeah I know, crazy.” You laughed, dragging out the last word, trying to establish a more relaxed aura in the room.

“No, why haven’t you kicked me out yet?” It was at times like this you really wanted to punch Jos Verstappen in the face. You made an over exaggerated confused face, hoping the fact that that had never gone through your mind was on display in your face.

“Max, why would I do that?” You asked, your voice very quickly becoming soothing.

“Why aren’t you mad at me? You’ve spent years hiding this! You should be yelling at me!” He said, standing up. You tried, in vain, to get him to sit down by gently calling him, but he started pacing.

“I’ve just ruined your chances at revealing this yourself, at ever having another peaceful day in your marriage, and all you can do is make a joke?!” He almost started yelling, clenching his fists. You got fed-up and yelled his name, calling his attention to you.

“You’re in my house as my guest. You will not tell me what to do or how to handle situations. Sit your ass down.” You yelled, your voice incredibly commanding. He followed your instructions and sat smally in front of you.

“Max. It was eventually going to come out. I don’t mind. I’d much rather it come off handedly from you than maliciously leaked by a random instagram page.” You said and he looked up, almost looking close to tears. You frowned before bringing the boy up into a hug. You stayed like that for a few minutes before you had to ask a question.

“You didn’t reveal who he was though, no?” You asked, still in the hug. You felt Max shake his head and you silently fistpumped behind his back. It wasn’t your fault, so it technically didn’t count and you hadn’t lost the bet.

You were right, by the way, press days were soon filled with questions about your mystery husband instead of your racing. But it was fine, you were somehow able to twist it as though you’d made a joke about having a husband and Max took it seriously.

Phew.

2021: (sorry latifi)

“And so today you will be reacting to fan edits of yourselves!” The lady behind the camera finished, prompting you and George to look at eachother. It was early in the season and, even though you’d raced together for a few years, you weren’t exactly close, being that before pre-season meetings, you hadn’t ever talked. At all.

This meant he didn’t know much about your personal life or the whole ‘husband’ thing. Which was fine, you’d tell him in your own time, when you felt your friendship was strong enough. He seemed to be a great kid, though you were determined to not adopt another grown child, especially after the look you got from Kyungsoo when you mentioned the fact you may have ‘accidentally’ had Christmas with Max Verstappen.

But hey, they had finally met during February and it was almost like a Dad saying that his daughter can’t adopt a cat while simultaneously cuddling with the cat. Kyungsoo, against his better judgment, had instantly attached to Max and now you were battling for the position of being his favourite driver. Which you were totally not bitter about (you said your favourite EXO member was Sehun in retaliation and he changed your mind very quickly).

Back to the present, the people behind the camera placed a tablet on the table in front of you. It was open on the photo gallery and you could already see some very flattering videos saved to the device.

“You wanna go first?” You asked, and George nodded before picking up the tablet and scrolling through the photo library. He closed his eyes and landed on one. Loud music immediately began playing from the device, you think ‘London Boy’ by Taylor Swift, and you both watched in varying states of horror as photos and clips of him flashed on the screen.

As the video ended you both accidentally made eye-contact. Now, as an almost 28 year old woman, the simple gesture of looking into your teammate's stricken eyes should not have made burst out laughing as hard as you did. But, god, George’s eyes were expressive. In fairness he also did laugh, though he probably was confused as to why you were laughing so much.

After you caught your breath you could only utter out,

“Your face...” Before peeling back into giggles again. He started laughing again as well before putting the tablet down. In doing so, he accidentally swiped the tablet and the Backstreet Boys started playing, an edit of the 2019 rookies playing as the video.

This chain event caused you to start gasping, the sheer ridiculousness of the videos catching up to you. George only took one look at the tears forming in your eyes before he was also wheezing out harsh breaths from laughing.

It took around 2 minutes for you to look at each other without laughing and, for you both to be able to pick up the tablet without giggling, it took another minute or so. You eventually began scrolling through the tablet, laughing at some and ‘aww’-ing at some of the sad ones.

Eventually a video came up with the background music to ‘Give it to me’ by Sistar, an edit of you that was hot but had you gasping at the lyrics.

“What?” George looked over to you, curious as to why there was another noise that came out of your mouth than laughing or a strained ‘why?’.

“The audacity!” You said, as the music continued playing.

“What..?” George asked, more confused than previously.

“Do you want to know the lyrics they’ve just edited me to?” You asked, looking over at him, your voice pretending to be offended.

“What?” He said, his tone changing again to have a sort of goading lilt.

“Will I even get married before I turn thirty.” You said with an air of finality, turning to glare at the camera, your jaw dramatically hung open. George gasped mockingly.

“How dare they!” He said sarcastically and you nodded eagerly.

“I know right!” You responded beginning a stereotypical mean girl impression. “How dare they!” After that little fiasco, you both kept scrolling and laughing (a notable example of this being when an edit of George crying came up, him pushing your shoulders as you continued to laugh).

Eventually the video was being wrapped up and George was preparing to do a sort of sign off when he paused and turned to you.

“I know we aren’t incredibly close…” He started and you prepared for a multitude of questions. You didn’t know him well enough to predict what he might say, so you went over your predisposed answers to questions in your head.

You knew he wouldn’t ask anything uncomfortable, like about your relationship status, or anything really weird, like how many socks do you wash at once. But that left a gaping probability for mildly-weird or mildly-uncomfortable questions. You hoped he wouldn’t ask that, but you were still prepared to be asked if you threw out your receipts or kept them.

“But I didn’t know you knew Korean. How did you learn?”

Oh. Fuck.

You did not have an answer for that. How the fuck did you not have an answer for that? You definitely should have had an answer for that. Oh wait, you didn’t have an answer because you promised yourself not to tell anyone that you could speak Korean so that you didn’t get that question!

The real, close-friends answer was that Kyungsoo had taught you over a range of years and that you’d taken courses so that you’d be able to talk to his friends and family. However you didn’t have a PR approved answer because you’d never thought that you’d need one. Time to put your problem solving skills to the test.

“Uhhhhh…” You said, staring confusedly at George, aware of the seconds that had passed while you were internally monologuing. You hoped your expression didn’t convey the level of gob-smacked that you felt but you think it did because George’s face contorted to be one of worry.

“If that’s a sensitive topic or something you don’t have to answer!” He quickly said as though he was trying to fix the situation. You’d later learn the George thought before your video that you were kind of ‘fucking terrifying’ (his words) and that he was scared he’d screwed up by asking you this and one of his ‘hero’s’ (his words) wouldn’t ever want to talk to him again.

“Nah, nah. It’s ok.” You waved him off, desperately trying to think of something. Oh! You knew exactly what to say.

“Basically I just have this really good friend who is Korean and I asked him to teach me for fun.” You said simply, before realising that wasn’t good enough considering your reaction.

“I was trying to hide how good I’ve gotten to try and surprise him but I guess it’s ok.” You said, a small smile on your face. George relaxed from his tense state and nodded, a small smile playing onto his lips as well.

“Ah that’s cool. Sorry to spoil the surprise.” You waved him off again and he continued the video’s outro.

Another good save, you really oughta be hired to problem-solve. And by problem-solving you mean lying to the media. And George. Poor George.

2022: (yeah the timelines don’t match, don’t call me out pls)

A loud banging sounded against your hotel door. You groaned, dropping the book onto your chest from where you held it up. Glancing angrily at the door, you rolled out of bed and stomped over to the entrance. You ripped open the door and prepared to start reaming the person on the other side before letting out a high-pitched scream.

You were in Japan for the Suzuka GP. You always didn’t like the Japanese GP because, even though you were incredibly close to Kyungsoo, your schedules never lined up so you could never see him.

That fact really grinded your gears, but it’s what you get when you try to schedule something with SM Entertainment. A decisive ‘No.’ What a great company. To be honest, was Willaims really any better?

No. No they weren’t. That mere fact infuriated you enough to make you scream. However, it wasn’t the reason you were currently screaming. That was because, standing in your doorway in the middle of the team hotel, was Kai.

You hadn’t seen him in a few months, you both had busy schedules, so the man appearing on your doorstep was miraculous. You didn’t think of why he was there, or how he got there. You just threw your arms around him and gave him a hug.

“Oh my god!” You screamed, before immediately regretting it and quickly pulling him into your hotel room before someone came out of their rooms and wondered why he was in front of yours.

“Hi!” He said, laughing as he let himself be pushed into your room despite the fact he could pick you up and throw you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked changing your pulling into a hug, squeezing the younger man as though he was your child. You had a serious problem with that, treating men almost your age as children. But Kai was more of a brother than a child, to be quite frank. That distinction just meant that he really really bugged you.

“I have a concert tomorrow and I thought I might just stop in.” He said, a smile on his face. “Though it is only me, sorry.”

“That’s ok!” You said, still in disbelief one of your closest friends was on your doorstep.

“Does Kyungsoo know?” Kai smirked in response to your question. That was answer enough in itself and you slapped Kai on the shoulder.

“You should’ve told him! He might’ve come.” Kai gasped in mock offense.

“What am I not good enough? Would you really prefer your husband that much?” He continued in mock offense and you dead-panned him. He just laughed in response.

“I did have to tell the company I was coming though, and they asked me to film a TikTok with you.” He quickly rushed out and you groaned, staring at the sky. What was up with all of these people wanting you to do TikTok’s?! You had all of your team's PR people constantly chasing you with a camera and now you had Kai asking for a video.

“Fine.” You ground out and Kai grinned, purposely ignoring your annoyance.

“Fantastic!” He said and quickly whipped out his phone, launching into his plans of what to film. Your only artistic input was that he had to cool it on the filters or else you wouldn’t film.

The video started with the familiar sound of Peaches by Kai and a hand knocking on your hotel door, you opening the door curiously. As the chorus sounded, you recorded Kai dancing in your doorway, incredibly aware of the chance of any of your colleagues walking into the hallway and wondering what the fuck was going on.

The video continued after the chorus, Kai recording you slamming the door in his face with a confused expression. The video then ended with a still image of the both of you doing a heart together with your hands and you let Kai go rampant on the filters, hearts and sparkles flying around on the screen.

When you watched it back, Kai waiting at your side eagerly to see your reaction, you did your best to hide the laughing fit you had in reaction to the monstrosity. You couldn’t quite hide the gasps that were leaving you though and Kai frowned.

“It’s perfect. I love it.” You said, through your giggles and he smiled.

“I know. It’s fantastic.” You only nodded because you couldn’t trust yourself to talk, a small whine escaping through your lips at the struggle of not laughing.

“Do you want to see the caption?” He asked and you violently nodded your head.

“Please.”

“P15 but still P1 EXO-L.” He read out and you just hung your jaw open. “You bastard!” You laughed out.

“I put it in Korean as well.” Your only response was to hit him, hard, while still laughing and shaking your head.

“Should we run it by your PR team before posting?” Kai asked, taking a serious note. You looked to him and sucked in air through your teeth.

“Nahhhh.” You replied and he shrugged, and clicked post.

“I should probably tell Kyungsoo you were here before he finds out through the internet.” You said, reaching for your phone. Kai nodded vehemently.

One phone call later, an angry Kyungsoo and an apologetic Kai later, the TikTok was making its rounds and your phone was blowing up, your poor PR agent about to have a heart attack.

On that delightful note Kai left your hotel room, farewelled with a minute long hug and a well-wish for his concert, and you were left to phone your PR agent who just screamed into the phone for 10 seconds before actually speaking.

Of course, during the press releases for the rest of the season, you talked about how much of an EXO-L you were and how close of a friend you were to Kai. This didn’t come without dating rumours but, due to one poorly angled camera shot of your disgusted face when a reporter suggested dating to your face, that was shut down pretty quickly.

Still no one had shipped you with the other EXO members though, so you weren’t even close to losing the bet. (Though you had been asked which EXO member was your favourite, which you responded to with a smirk.)

2023:

It was a good race, you finishing P4 which was a huge improvement since last season. Your team was on top of the moon as were you, smiling from ear to ear. You were currently in the press area, getting asked questions left and right about the car and your performance.

You were adequately responding to each question, sometimes looking questioningly your PR agent when you weren’t sure how to respond. A loud crash sounded through the area that drew the attention of most in the area as a reporters chair fell to the ground. They had jumped up at something on their phone and, like everyone else in the pen, you were wondering what had them so fired up.

Then their eyes darted up and made eye-contact with you. Your internal monologue quickly changed from questioning to a repeated loop of ‘Oh no. Oh no.’ as they advanced your way, moving like a predator stalks their prey. They thrusted their phone under your nose, the shitty little mic attached to it capturing every breath you took and the many cameras in the area capturing your wide eyes.

The reporter addressed you by name before starting to speak.

“Do you know of a man by the name Doh Kyungsoo?” They asked and your world cracked. What on earth had happened? How did they know? All you knew was that it was time for the one acting class your mum had made you take to try and sway you from racing to come to full effect.

“I think he’s from that band Kai’s in, yeah?” You responded after a second of fake pondering. The reporter's eyes narrowed like a hawk.

“You wouldn’t say you were close? Not close enough to get married perhaps?” The reporter asked, clearly trying to stir the pot. Oh my god, was this a prank? How the fuck did they know? How were you supposed to play this off? Would this jeopardize your career?

“Uhhm no…?” You said, incredulously, fixing them a scandalized stare. They sarcastically nodded.

“Oh really? Then what’s this?” They said and shoved their phone closer to your face till you saw a picture of you and Kyungsoo on your wedding day. How did they get this? Had one of your small circle leaked something?

You tried not to let the bewilderment you felt show on your face.

“I’m sorry? Are you trying to pass this off as real? It’s obviously photoshopped! I’m so tired of people trying to fabricate a story of me dating every person I’ve interacted with!” You finally snapped, letting a few years of pent up tension out in this moment. The reporter only continued to smirk.

“Oh really!” They said and you wanted to punch them and their snooty little face. To try and display this, your face fell into one of contempt.

“Is that why this image was posted to Doh Kyungsoo’s official instagram account with the caption ‘Sorry for making you lie to the press for eight years!’?”

They got you there, dam.

Your jaw dropped open, the corners of your mouth rising at the pure hilarity of this situation.

“Excuse me?” You asked, grabbing the phone off the reporter and tapping back onto the post. They were right, Kyungsoo had posted to his official instagram that exact post. It was a carousel post with pictures taken of when you’d lied to the press about him, from the initial lying about being in Seoul to a picture of your ringed necklace to a picture of you smirking after being asked which EXO member was your favourite.

You couldn’t help but release a laugh, your hand traveling to cover your open mouth. Why did he post this?

Wait.

This meant you won the bet. Your head shot up to stare at a camera.

“I won the bet.” You said quietly. The reporter snatched their phone back and stared at you confused.

“What?” They asked and you whipped your head to them, a large smile spreading across your face.

“I won the bet!” You said eagerly, reaching out to grab their shoulders and rock them back and forth.

“I won the bet!!” You ignored how they shook you off, turning to your PR Agent instead and grabbing them and lifting them up. They hurriedly tapped your back as you lifted them, as though signaling you to drop them, but you ignored that and started spinning them around.

“I actually can’t believe it, oh my god!” You snapped out of it and dropped your PR Agent, immediately running out of the media pen and back to your driver room, pulling your necklace out of your racesuit and pulling your rings off, placing them back on their correct fingers.

You quickly packed everything up, ignoring the ringing of your phone as your team tried to get you to go to more press conferences and briefings, and you got out of there, on the first plane to Seoul you could book.

When you arrived, after a long plane trip filled with excitement and pictures being taken of you, decked out in your team's merchandise as you sat buzzing in your seat, your phone was completely blowing up, messages from everyone in your contact list and more. You turned it off (you’d deal with it later) after calling an uber to your apartment.

You were jittery the whole ride, hoping that, despite the time of night, Kyungsoo was still awake. When you arrived outside your apartment building, you felt all the tension in your body ease, and you looked up to see the light on in your window. You smiled and took your suitcase handle in hand and ventured into the building, greeting the old lady at the desk.

Riding the lift up to your apartment nearly had you pacing and you almost ran down the hallway towards your door, quickly knocking. You felt the reverberations in the floorboards as Kyungsoo walked over to the door and a sense of euphoria filled you at the familiarity.

The door was barely open before you launched yourself at Kyungsoo, his heavenly laughter filled your ears as he caught you. You quickly found yourself in a kiss before pulling back and peppering kisses all over his face, finding his giggles more lovely than his singing.

You both pulled back just to look in eachothers eyes and you smiled simultaneously.

“I love you.” You muttered, the happiness from the day finally catching up to you.

“I love you too.” He whispered, tilting his head before going in for another kiss.

“You know.” He began later that night, when you were just lying in bed cuddling together. You turned your head from its position on his chest to look at him, his eyes remaining on the roof.

“I think I won in the end.” You immediately reared your head back, prepared to object at the sheer wrongness of his answer. He anticipated this though and dropped his hand from where it was combing through your hair to your mouth. He also dropped his head as to make eye contact.

“You stuck by me through everything. Even though you had to lie almost every day and had to listen to millions of rumours about me with other people, you still stayed with me. You learned a whole other language just to know people who knew me. Nothing I will ever say will ever put into perspective how much I appreciate what you’ve done for me. The way you’ve loved me will be comparable to nothing other than how much I’ve loved you.” His heartfelt speech made your head vibrate and a few tears left your eyes at his words, him kissing each one away.

You whined deep in the back of your throat and he released a laugh at your response.

“You could’ve just said ‘I love you’.” You said quietly.

“That’s true too.” He said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

ahh it's over! dividers from this post btw, it's 11:59 pm let me sleep.

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proudahgase-exol · 5 months

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Exo reacting to the boys telling him he’s whipped for you

Minseok:

He was at home and had Jongdae and Baekhyun over he was doing the laundry when Baekhyun noticed some of your clothes so he took the opportunity to tease his hyung

“Hey that y/n clothes did she make you do her laundry now,” baekhyun said teasing

“Umm yes I’m doing my laundry and I saw she left some of her dirty clothes here from the last time she stayed over so I’m cleaning it” Minseok replied unbothered

“What else does she get you doing for her? Do you buy her pads too?” Baek asked again laughing now jongdae laughing as well

“Yes I have gone to get her some of her pads why is that funny Jongdae I know you have done the same or worse,” Minseok said rolling his eyes and smiling

“Eww I will never do that it will be so embarrassing,” Baek said making gagging noises

“I will be the one laughing when it’s you that does that,” Minseok said as he walked up to the laundry room.

Miseok didn’t mind doing your laundry because he knew you did him as well, he was just being the sweet boyfriend he is and didn’t care if his members made fun of him.

Junmyeon:

He was in London with the boys for a concert and they had a few days off so they went to explore when they got to a jewelry store junmyeon saw some earrings that thought would look good on you so he went and purchased them.

“You buying her more stuff? First, it was the keychain then the red dress now earrings. She got you whipped” Baekhyun said as he stood next to his leader

“I just the she will look good with them they go perfectly with her dress,” Junmyeon said smiling

“Yeah are you her sugar daddy too you have spent so much money on her,” Baekhyun said smiling

“She deserves everything and I want to give her a little gift anyway,” Junmyeon said as he gave the guy his credit card

“I wash it was her to have you spending money on me… she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Baekhyun said walking away

Who can blame the guy who loves to spoil you he might be whipped and he’s okay with it.

Yixing:

Lay loved sharing his stuff with everyone he didn’t mind letting the guy or you grab his clothes it was something normal for him but when Sehun came to complain about his favorite jacket being missing and then later found it on your body it got Lay laughing.

“Hyung why is y/n wearing my favorite jacket? I was supposed to use it tonight I’m going out with some friends and that jacket goes perfectly with my outfit tell her to give it back” Sehun said in a whiny tone

“Sorry but she got it first you can use any other jacket you like though,” Lay said smiling

“Oh come on if it was any of the other guys you would have asked them to take it off why does she get a free pass that’s so unfair,” Sehun said annoyed

“That’s because she’s the girlfriend he can’t say no to her and what she wants she gets that’s how whipped he is for her,” Jongdae said as he was walking past the two of them

“Yeah but that’s our jacket not hers so tell her to give it back” Sehun demanded like the spoiled brat he is

“Yeah that’s not happening he doesn’t have the heart to tell her to take it off plus she has more right to his clothes than you do,” Junmyeon said when he arias to Lay’s room

“That’s not fair hyung why did you have to be so whipped for a girl they are so annoying when I get a girlfriend I won’t let her use my stuff,” Sehun said walking over to Lay’s clothes and picking another jacket

“You will be like Lay or worst Mark my words Sehun,” Jongdae said walking away

Baekhyun:

The guys were at the mall buying new clothes and Chanyeol noticed that Baekhyun had a lot of matching clothes and he automatically knew who the other clothes were for.

“Hey Baekhyun are you buying matching clothes for your little girlfriend” the tall man teased

“Yeah way,” Baekhyun asked unbothered

“Aww that’s cute I remember you said that you will never be the type of couple,” Yeol said giggling

“Yeah well she asked if I could get this so I said why not” Bakhyeun said shy

“What else does she got you to do you have matching pajamas? Or matching phone case” Yeol said as he got Kai to make fun of Baekhyun too

“I’m sure he has matching phone cases or at last a shirt that says my queen,” Jongin said laughing

“Whatever if she’s happy then that’s all that matters,” Baekhyun said with a proud grin

Baekhyun knew he was whipped but he didn’t care if you said jump he would because your happiness is all that matters to him.

Jongdae:

Jongdae was at the dance practice texting you, you have been feeling sick for the past few days so he was worried about you. when you didn’t answer his texts he was so worried he called you and the boys heard him and when he got back they didn’t waste time and started to tease him.

“Is my baby okay do you want me to bring you medicine do you want chicken soup oppa can make it for you” Sehun said trying to mimic Jongdae’s voice

“It’s okay baby I’ll cuddle you lost when I get home make sure to drink water I love you darling” Junmyeon followed

“What’s with you guys,” Jongdae asked laughing

“Oh, you know just making fun of you, since when did you become whipped?” Kyungsoo asked

“Can’t I take care of my girlfriend?” He asked

“Yeah but you take it the extra mile you treat her like a baby she has you wrapped around her fingers,” Minseok said as he laughed

“That’s not true plus if you guys had a girlfriend you wouldn’t be talking,” Jongdae said smiling

Jongdae is whipped but he was only whipped for you he would do anything to make you smile he will give up everything if you ask him to that’s how much he loves you

Chanyeol:

Everyone knows he’s whipped he writes music about you but that’s what the boys know what they don’t is that his car and house are full of your stuff. You don’t live together but someone who didn’t know you guys would think that you do. Chanyeol makes sure he haves your toothbrush, hair products, and skincare products at his place in his car he haves hair ties and your fave lipgloss, and when the guys found out they were laughing their asses off.

“WOW Chanyeol you are something else you have everything you need for your girl that’s cute,” Sehun said as he got out of the car

“Wait till you see his bathroom he has her favorite hand soap, her skincare, and other stupid girl stuff,” Baekhyun said slapping Sehun back

“Ewww she has you so whipped,” Jongin said clapping his hands

“He’s so whipped he does everything she asks him to. If she wants him to carry her purse he will it’s cute but gross” Baekhyun said as he made kissing sounds

“Yeah yeah laugh all you want I’m just being a good boyfriend and a gentleman,” Chanyeol said blushing

“You wired dude that’s what you bring but go off,” Shun said smiling

After the guys were gone he called you to complain but you also agreed with them but you liked the fact he was whipped so now he doesn’t mind it too much.

Kyungsoo:

He was in the kitchen making your favorite food when Jongin walked in and whined about what he was cooking.

“Hyung were eating that? I was hoping to eat something like chicken,” Jongin said annoyed

“I'm cooking this for y/n not for you and if you want Chicken make it yourself,” Kyungsoo said

“ Lately you have only been cooking what y/n likes but not what I like or what the boys like” Jongin complain

“Well she’s asked if I could make her some of her favorite foods and I said yes so shut it,” Kyungsoo said annoyed

“You never do what I ask you to she does have you whipped chanyeol was right,” Jongin said disappoint

“What was he right about” Kyungsoo asked as he turned around

“That every since you started dating her she has you eating from the palm of her hand,” Jongin said

“I’ll kick his ass then I’ll kick yours now leave my kitchen before I smack you,” Kyungsoo said in a fake angry tone

Yes, he was whipped but didn't care he loves you and the boys have to deal with it.

Jongin:

He hates shearing his clothes specialty his fancy expensive ones he doesn't let anyone touch them and the boys knew it but when they saw you in Jongin’s Gucci hoodie they were quick to complain

“Hey that’s not fair why does she get to wear your clothes but not us?” Sehun asked in disbelief

“Yeah what’s so good about her that she gets the privilege to use your clothes” Baekhyun followed

“She’s my girlfriend there for she gets the privilege to wear whatever she pleases,” Jongin said happily

“Every since you started dating her you become so whipped it’s like you're a whole new person,” Chanyeol said eyeing him

“Yeah she got you so whipped it’s disgusting we want the old jongin back,” Kyungsoo said laughing

“You guys are just jealous she gets to wear what you can’t so stray jealous,” Jongin said sticking his tongue out to them and walking away

He is whipped and he loves it, it makes him feel like a good boyfriend like he’s doing everything right.

Sehun:

Junmyeon was hanging out with Sehun and he noticed how you were scolding him for making a mess and not cleaning up after himself he apologized and kissed you and even made Aegyo for you he thought it was funny and cute he didn’t know Sehun had this soft side. he knew by the way he looked at you that he was so in love that he was whipped for you so what did Junmyeon do? He teased him.

“Aww Jagiya sorry I’ll clean up don’t be angry,” Junmyeon said trying to mock him

“Stop it’s not funny,” Sehun said whining

“Oh you so whipped you didn’t even try to fight back like you usually do she told you to do the dishes and you almost said Yes ma’am it's so cute how whipped you are for that girl,” Junmyeon said laughing

“I’m not whipped and I’m only doing it because she asked me nicely,” Sehun said as he rolled his eyes

“Keep denying it you and I both know how in love you are and that you will do anything she asks you to,” Junmyeon said laughing hard

Yes, Sehun was whipped but he will deny it if anyone asks him.

—Well this was trash 😸 if you like any of my work please like and reblog 💕

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justwritedreams · 1 year

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Now you know | Chanyeol

Idol!Chanyeol x Idol!Reader Word count: 2035 Genre: fluff, kinda crack Author: maari Warnings: none Note: I loved writing this so much oh my god 😫 thank you ateez for giving me the perfect scenario lol Request: may i request a fluffy chanyeol fic where his s/o is also an idol (94L) and theyre “secretly” dating but theyre bad at acting subtle so the fans know whats up + ships them lol ⫷ Exo Masterlist

"So, what do you think?" Y/N asked her boyfriend curiously, she was lying on his chest, the two of them in bed spending the weekend doing what they so deserved, resting.

After all, both would have long weeks ahead of them and they would hardly have the chance to see each other or be together.

She was holding her cell phone, after showing him one of the intro tracks from her upcoming album.

"I loved it, it has a very cinematic fantasy vibe." he replied, with a proud smile as he stroked her hair.

"I told you the concept of this comeback is going to be like this, right?" the boyfriend nodded in agreement. "And we're going to have a collaboration with that American producer."

"You seem quite excited." he concluded, he didn't look at her face because his position wouldn't allow it, as she huddled in his embrace like a koala, but he could imagine the glint in her eyes. “I’m!” she said, raising her head to look at him better, as he predicted there was the sparkle in her eyes of pure pride and happiness. "It will be the first time I get to show my more mature side to fans."

Chanyeol laughed and the hand that was stroking her hair went to his girlfriend's arm. "Should I be jealous?" he raised an eyebrow and she laughed softly.

Y/N held the phone with one hand and the other brought it to Chanyeol's cheek, stroking his skin slowly.

"No, you're the only one who knows all of my sides."

He lifted his chin, a rather proud look knowing he was the only one and Y/N smiled before she leaned closer to kiss him, she had been doing this all day but it wasn't enough, when the lips were a centimeter away from touching, Chaneyol even had his eyes closed Y/N's phone vibrated not just once or twice but five times. She complained and threw her head on her boyfriend's chest who still had his pout to kiss her. Y/N took her head off Chanyeol's chest and brought her phone closer, seeing what was going on through the notification bar.

"Is my leader." she said "Why does it seem like she always does it on purpose?"

Chanyeol laughed heartily and his girlfriend wanted to bite his cheek but she held back and unlocked the phone. "You shouldn't talk about your leader like that." Chanyeol joked.

"I'm older than she is, have you forgotten?" Y/N glanced at her boyfriend, Chanyeol now resting his arm behind his head, his biceps got bigger in the black t-shirt he was wearing.

She opened the twitter link that was sent in the message, along with the phrase 'you have to see this. ASAP'.

Y/N felt her jaw drop when she saw the tweet and tensed up all of a sudden, this didn't go unnoticed by her boyfriend who now wiped the smile off his face and frowned.

"What?" he asked, analyzing his girlfriend's expression.

"Look at this." she turned the phone screen towards Chanyeol who focused his attention on the tweet, he gulped when he saw the picture of him and his girlfriend.

There was nothing much but from what they wrote, the suspicions were there.

Chanyeol and Y/N had gone to NCT 127's concert the night before, to support the boys from the same company and because she was a huge fan of the boys, they hadn't gone alone of course. Two members of Y/N's group were on her right side while Chanyeol, Sehun and Baekhyun were on her right side, exactly in that order.

In one photo they were just looking at the stage while in the other Chanyeol had his arm around Y/N's neck and the other was up. They were just enjoying the show, nothing else.

But fan comments came to the same conclusion: they were dating.

"Oh come on, it's not even that compromising!" he said and Y/N turned the phone's screen towards her, while bringing her other hand to her mouth to bite the nail. "We were just singing Dreams Come True."

"But it's not what the fans think, there's even a video of you hugging me." Y/N said, watching on her phone.

It really wasn't compromising, mainly because afterwards, Chanyeol hugged Sehun in the same way.

"Oh give me that." he took his arm behind his head to grab his girlfriend's phone.

"Hey!" she complained but he started swiping the screen. "Look, there are a lot of people thinking I was just being me." he glanced at Y/N who eyed him suspiciously. "I'll read it to you: 'lol he literally leans on Sehun afterwards, so they're dating', ew no!" Chanyeol stuck his tongue out in disgust and Y/N chuckled lightly.

"Good thing they were at an NCT show because if it was a comedy Y/N would probably be without an arm"

"Yeah, you do that with people when you laugh."

"But hey, there are a lot of people who shipp us."

"Really?" Y/N asked curiously and tried to snoop through the phone.

"They even made a thread about the two of us." he replied calmly and Y/N widened her eyes.

"What? You're kidding!" she said and slipped between her boyfriend's arm to see the phone too, he hugged her while opening the tweet.

The compilation had photos, videos, gifs of interactions between the two in events of all kinds.

Y/N was never subtle in hiding what she felt for Chanyeol, it was no wonder he discovered the not-so-secret crush she had for him.

So the pictures of them looking at each other meant more than it should, she always smiled broadly when she saw him, it wasn't common to do that with anyone.

And a photo in particular that she never actually explained, taken by a fan with low resolution, Y/N holding her phone and her backpack at the airport, accidentally her phone had been unlocked by fingerprint and it was possible to see that her boyfriend was the wallpaper, although couldn't quite see his face the fans had found similarities.

Chanyeol was always looking for her at SM concerts, whether to bow when greeting her - even though he had seen her backstage before - or to hold her hand at the end.

At award shows, they always seemed to talk with their eyes when they were at nearby tables. And they always danced and sang louder when one was performing.

She repeatedly praised the group's songs on her social media just as he did, and although it was vague, fans took it as a sign.

The interviews where she described her ideal type, someone like him.

The similar clothing and accessories. Which in their case wasn't similar, the hoodies Y/N took were actually Chanyeol's but no one could prove it. Anyone on the internet could buy the same model and size.

"Nothing that hasn't happened to other idols." Y/N spoke after a while.

If they didn't deny it and didn't confirm it, it would just be internet theory. Right?

"Ah, but this is interesting." Chanyeol stopped at one of the tweets with a wide smile.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes!" he chuckled before reading it aloud. "Y/N bubble update: 'I'm watching Descendants of the Sun again. Oh what? How many times have I watched it? Probably like 5 lol I really like this genre. And Dr. Kang is right, girls really fantasizes about the army uniform.' You said that the day I sent you my uniform picture." Chanyeol accused and she felt her cheeks burn.

That comment had been days before official photos of Chanyeol serving it were released on the internet, another clue for fans.

"I told you that on that video call." she tapped him lightly on the chest and he laughed.

Chanyeol dropped her phone on the bed and rolled over her, resting his elbows on either side of her body and glaring at her mischievously as she brought her hands to his shoulder.

"Actually you said something a lot worse, do you want me to repeat it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and she laughed shyly.

"It's not necessary!" he nodded and leaned down to kiss her forehead, making her sigh at the contact.

Chanyeol then kissed Y/N's nose, cheek and chin, she just laughed lightly as she caressed his shoulder.

With her eyes already closed from the previous caresses, Y/N felt her boyfriend gently place his lips on hers, it was enough to melt her completely, no matter how many times they kissed even after so much time together, she felt the same things from the beginning, as if she were that dreamy little girl.

One of Chanyeol's hands went to her face, the big warm palm caressing her skin as they kept the same slow rhythm. Y/N took the opportunity to bring a hand to the back of his neck and caress the short strands of hair.

She felt him smile between the kiss and pulled away, causing her to complain.

"Hey, baby." he spoke softly and she opened her eyes, staring at him. "Don't worry, we'll be able to hide our relationship long enough."

[...]

Chanyeol was live in his study on Instagram just over 15 minutes ago. He talked to the fans, answered questions, sang, showed some demos of songs he was working on.

All because he was bored that afternoon, his girlfriend was too busy with her own schedule and would probably be late, it was enough time to interact with the fans for a while.

A week had passed since the leaked photos of the concert they went to together and some fans were still asking about Y/N in the chat, he smiled sideways but pretended not to see.

They had agreed to hold back the relationship news for a longer time, for the sake of Y/N's group promotions, anyway the company had already released both of them to announce it whenever they wanted but Chanyeol wanted it to be special, they had been together for a long time it was true, but he wanted to take a new step with her.

He was so busy with his guitar, playing as he always did in his spare time, that he didn't hear the studio door open.

Y/N walked on tiptoe so as not to make any noise, smiling mischievously without noticing that the camera was on.

"Hi, love. I'm home." she hummed and the boyfriend turned around completely shocked, his eyes looked like they were going to pop out.

She didn't understand why he stood there with the guitar in his lap, usually he always dropped everything and ran to hug her and kiss her all over her face.

However all he did was point his head back to where the camera was and Y/N followed with her eyes, feeling her heart race when she saw her boyfriend's screen.

"Is it live?" she asked quietly and shyly as she saw the chat going crazy.

"Yes." he replied, laughing nervously.

"Huh… I'll leave then, I'll let you do what you're doing." She stuttered and a nervous laugh came out. Chanyeol chuckled, scratching his head and looked at the screen. He could even keep track of the comments because they came in so quickly. "I'm so sorry! Oh my God."

"It's okay, babe." he chuckled again and looked back to see Y/N shake her head in disbelief and she clumsily closed the door.

He took a deep breath before looking back at the camera, his eyes lowered to the comments and he chuckled at the comments. Most were freaking out over Y/N's surprise appearance, but the other half were all the same 'Are they dating??'.

"Yeah guys, I guess now you know." he shrugged, and propped his elbow on the table and put his face in his hand, moving closer to the screen to read better, and to hide his huge smile.

Chanyeol laughed when he read a comment and had to agree.

They suck at hiding lol that's what makes them perfect for each other.

Note: I just wanted to say this is the face I pictured him making when Y/N walked in the room 👇🏻 BYE

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eomayas · 11 months

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Airport Dad™️ (who in exo is an airport dad)

minseok: he is an airport dad if he plans the trip, otherwise, you will have his boarding pass/passport. but he definitely wants to get to the airport on time regardless.

junmyeon: oh he is definitely an airport dad. he is so used to taking care of the members that it’s simply just second nature to him. he’s got your boarding pass/passport in his bag before you can even think to look for it.

baekhyun: tries to be an airport dad, but fails. he misplaces his boarding pass after going through security (it’s in his bag, of course) and then gives up and let’s you carry everything to make sure nothing gets lost. it’s more safe with you anyway!

jongdae: there is no way he isn’t an airport dad! he makes sure your bag is the proper weight before getting to the airport, has all of your itinerary printed out and in a folder, along with your boarding pass/passport. you simply just need to show up, which he takes care of as well.

chanyeol: he is the farthest thing from being an airport dad. you don’t even let him carry his own boarding pass/passport for fear of it being lost, thus you getting delayed. he’s a pro at airport security, so there’s no problems there, but you take care of everything else.

kyungsoo: also an airport dad. everything is properly planned out to the minute, and he arrives at the airport exactly 2 hours before boarding, and smoothly gets through security with both of your stuff in tow. he constantly checks the board with departures to make sure the plane is still on time!!

jongin: definitely not an airport dad! he gives you all of his documents before you guys even leave for the airport, because he cannot be trusted to keep track of them. he lets you take control of everything up until you land at your destination.

sehun: similar to baekhyun, he tries and fails, but only because he realizes it would be much easier to make you take care of everything. he’s less prompt, but never misses his plane!

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kjmcotton · 7 months

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Unexpected gift | Bbh

Byun Baekhyun x pregnant!reader

Established relationship!AU

Plot:it was a day like any other until you found out you needed to have a really important chat with your boyfriend Baekhyun

Warnings:references to unprotected sex

This story is a request

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Author’s notes:I’m so sorry this took too long to be published but I had a lot of troubles in writing this request. I hope you’ll like it and thank you to the anon for being so patient and respectful while waiting for their story♡

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“I’ll support you whatever your choice is”

“Good morning babe” Baekhyun whispered to your hear,kissing your cheek. You slowly opened your eyes,bringing into focus the imagine of your beautiful boyfriend. Messy hair,puffy cheeks and his early morning raspy voice that you loved so much. “Good morning” you replied,snuggling up next to him. You wrapped your arm around his shoulder and buried your face in his naked chest. Baekhyun giggled,caressing your head “It’s time to go to work” he then talked sweetly,kissing your forehead,his favourite spot.

“Is it already? I don’t wanna leave the bed” you huffed

“Me neither,but we have to” he smiled and walked to the bathroom. You looked at his slender figure:his fingers were running through his hair,making it even messier,a smile appeared on your lips while thinking about how lucky you were to have had him by your side for the past four years.

You fixed the pillow under your head,laying down a few more minutes while waiting for Baekhyun to be ready. When you said that you didn’t want to leave the bed it was actually true:besides loving sharing cuddles with your boyfriend,you didn’t feel well that morning. You felt tired,pretty weak,and your tummy ached.

You sighed,watching Baekhyun open the wardrobe to choose what to wear.

“White or blue?” he showed you two of his favourite shirts

“Blue shirt and white trousers” you suggested,the boy nodded “You’re right” he replied,getting dressed.

He was already tying his shoe laces when he raised his head to look at you with his warm dark eyes

“You’ll be late if you don’t get up babe,is everything alright?” he asked

“It is-you nodded-I just feel tired. Probably my period is arriving” you explained yourself,sitting in between the sheets.

Baekhyun nodded,stretching his torso out to you in order to place one more kiss on your forehead

“Then it’s a good thing that yesterday I bought your favourite cookies” he smiled

“You did?!”

“Yes,they’re in the cupboard. Enjoy your breakfast and for anything call me. I’ll come as soon as I can” said so,Baekhyun grabbed his jacket and left.

Slowly,you got out of bed,walking towards the bathroom to take a shower. Your body was heavy,even more sensitive than usual,and the damn cramps coming and going weren’t helping you finding a little bit of strength to go to work.

You sighed:the warm water running on your skin seemed to bother you as every drop made your chest ache or tingle.

“Damn it” you mumbled,harshly shutting the jet down before getting ready. In order to be as much comfortable as you could be you wore a shirt and a pair of jeans;then,you grabbed your phone to check when you’re period would’ve come:two days. The mystery had been solved:being so moody was a classic for you when your period was so close.

You ate the biscuits Baekhyun had bought you and drank a coffee,then you drove to your office.

You worked as a graphic designer for a music company,and you usually loved your job. The idea of getting up and thinking about hundreds of ways to create the perfect cover for the album of a boyband or a girlband challenged you everyday,making you excited to find the perfect combination of colours and textures;however,that morning,in your body there wasn’t a single crumb of propensity for working well,you showed up and finished that single cover just because you had to.

Your day went by slowly,as slowly as a wounded turtle,and as soon as you came back home you shifted into your pyjama and went to bed.

Baekhyun arrived at home one hour later than usual:he turned on the lights and looked for you.

“Babe?” he called you

“I’m here” you mumbled from the bed,holding yourself up with the elbows

“Are you okay?” he demanded,sitting next to you

“I’m not feeling good. I think this period it’s gonna be harsh” you explained

Baekhyun caressed your cheek and gently kissed your lips:

“Then I gotta buy a lot of snacks”

“Chocolate. I want a lot of chocolate”

“It’s on its way” the boy smiled and left,coming back a few minutes later with your dinner and what you had asked for.

“I’ve bought chinese food” he said,placing a plastic bag in your hands

“That’s amazing! I love Chinese food!”

“I know-the guy laughed-that’s why I bought it”

You opened the packages,dining together on the bed:you didn’t know why the food didn’t seem as tasty as usual even tho you were hungry;however you ate without complaining and went straight to the dessert. You had plenty of choices:Baekhyun had bought you chocolate pralines,croissants,bars and different snacks,including chocolate milk:you felt like a happy kid.

Hopefully, in the next days you would’ve gotten better;but nothing changed and your period didn’t show up.

It was Wednesday,you were sitting at the cafeteria of your company,waiting for a Cappuccino to be served at your table,when your colleague,Momo,sat next to you.

“You’re so pale! Are you okay?” she asked,worried,sliding a piece of cheesecake towards you

“I am,thank you-you mumbled,looking at the cake in front of you-you can eat this,don’t worry about me”

“Sweets always help feeling better. Come on,I’m not blind,what’s up with you? Is there anything I can do?”

“Honestly…I’m having troubles with my period. I’m feel pretty bad”

“Poor thing! What is it? Is it too strong?”

“No,actually…it didn’t come at all-you sighed,eating a small piece of cheesecake to immediately spit it into a tissue a few seconds later-this tastes so bad…” a disgusted expression appeared on your face

“Does it? Usually it’s so good-Momo’s fork sinked in the cake and brought a piece to her mouth-it’s delicious sweetheart! Why don’t you like it?”

“It tastes…strange. It makes me nauseous” you sighed

The girl sitting next to you blinked confused and covered her mouth with her hands

“Are you sure you’re not pregnant?”

At those words your fork slipped away from your hand,falling on the ground,while you pushed your back against the chair. An expression of fear appeared on your face.

“Are you crazy Momo?!-you asked too loudly,making a few people turn around-I can’t be! We do it safely,I don’t want kids,nor Baek does”

“I’m not saying that you surely are,or that you don’t use protections but…hum…how to tell you…maybe you had proble-”

“I know what you mean-you interrupted the girl-and no,I don’t think that’s possible”

“Have you checked?”

“I didn’t but-“

The silence fell at your table,then Momo giggled:

“I think a test is recommended in this case” she suggested.

You sighed and ruffled your own hair,hiding your face with your hands

“That can’t be possible come on…”

“Just do it! You can’t pretend that everything’s fine,I’ll come with you” she grabbed her bag and stood up,pointing at the door with her head as she was telling you to follow her.

You did so and walked to the nearest pharmacy,doing the test in the bathroom of your apartment. You waited a few seconds,thinking that it would’ve been negative…but it wasn’t.

Surprise! Someone was on their way to you!

Panicked,you fixed your skirt and ran out from the bathroom,slamming the door

“This can’t be possible! It can’t be! It’s wrong,I’m sure!” you yelled,walking back and forth

“It can’t be wrong,and we both know. Just calm down!” Momo followed you,grabbing your arm to make you stand still

“We can’t have a kid! Baekhyun doesn’t even want it!”

“Have you talked to him about that?”

“Well…not really…”

“Then how can you say that he doesn’t want it?”

“I’m sure…” you lowered your head

“And what about you? Do you want it? Do you want a kid?” Momo bent down a little,looking straight into your eyes.

You hesitated a second before talking:you didn’t know what to say. Before finding out that you were a soon to be mother you would’ve bet anything on an answer such as no…but now? Now you weren’t so sure anymore.

“I-…” you were about to say something when,suddenly,the door was opened,revealing Baekhyun.

“Hey babe,what’s this chaos? I could hear you mumbling from the stairs” he laughed and greeted Momo. In that moment you wanted to disappear.

Why was he already home? The only day in which he should’ve stayed at work he had decided to come back earlier than usual? You surely were born unlucky,you thought.

Momo’s eyes kept shifting from your shocked face to Baekhyun’s pretty smile,until,with a fake cough,she speed walked towards the door

“I think Y/n’s got something important to tell you. Good luck” she said,running off.

“Damn her” you mentally cursed her,then looked at your boyfriend who was already waiting for you to explain yourself.

“So?” he asked confused,putting his jacket on the coat hanger.

You licked your lips,sweating,thinking about how to get out from that embarrassing and nerve wracking situation. You were trying to imagine Baekhyun’s reaction at your news;what could it have been? Would he have been happy? Would he have left you? Or would he have asked you to get rid of the baby? You were sure he didn’t want a kid,but,at the same time,you were also sure that he wasn’t a bad person and that whatever he would’ve said,he would’ve said it for your own well being and the kid’s.

“Babe?-he stepped closer,caressing your shoulders with his hands-I’m getting worried,what is it?”

You bit your lip and sighed,lowering your head:

“What would you say if I…hum…told you that…a new member of the family is on their way?” your expression was the one of a child who had just done a mistake,which made Baekhyun laugh

“Have you adopted a puppy?” he asked,but you shook your head

“It’s something else…”

“Then a cat? Or a bird? I wouldn’t be surprised if you brought a parrot home” he joked

“No,no it’s nothing like that…”

“Then what is-“ Baekhyun eyes widened as he held onto the armchair,sitting a few seconds later

“Babe,are you okay?” you ran to him,benting down at his height as you thought he wasn’t feeling good.

“That can’t be possible!” he yelled. You startled and fell back

“But it is…” you murmured

Baekhyun sighed and stood up,offering you his hand so you could get up from the floor

“But we always do it safely”

“I know! But look,here it is!” you threw the test at Baekhyun who caught it by luck.

His eyes widened even more as he looked at the results on the stick

“I’m gonna faint” he sat on the couch

“Babe!” you shook him

“I can’t believe it. How’s this possible?”

“Accident in the process probably…” you scratched the back of your neck.

Your boyfriend stroke his forehead with his thumb and index,then he covered his face with his hand.

The silence fell in the room as you sat next to him,wrapping your arms around his shoulders while your head rested against his.

“Do you want it?” you asked

“Do you?” he asked back. You didn’t answer so he just kissed your temple.

“I’ll support you whatever your choice is. You know I dream about a family with you,it doesn’t matter if we’ll build it earlier than what we expect. As long as you’re healthy and happy with yourself I’ll be fine” the boy caressed your head and gave you another kiss. You hugged him,burying your head in the cloth of his shirt.

You stayed there for a while,in silence,embraced by Baekhyun’s warmth while trying to figure out what you really wanted.

A family surely was in your plan,same for Baekhyun,but both of you wanted to build one in a few years,once you had gotten married and found a bigger house;however the idea of an abortion just because everything was happening faster and earlier than what you expect seemed wrong to you.

“I want it” you suddenly said,raising your head from Baekhyun’s shoulder

“Are you sure about that?”

“I am. Just like you said,it doesn’t matter if it’s a few years earlier than what we have planned”

At those words the boy’s eyes started shining,then e hugged you tightly

“I can’t believe it” he mumbled,you swore he was about to cry

“Are you okay Baek?” you asked,he shook his head.

“Fuck I’m not” he grabbed a pillow,hiding behind it

“Are you crying??” you giggled

“No babe,what are you talking about?” he was already sobbing

“I thought you would’ve been mad…”

At those words Baekhyun automatically let the pillow fall

“Do I look mad to you?!”

he pointed at his teary eyes,so uou kissed his cheek

“I’m so glad I’ve found you” you hugged him.

Baekhyun held you in his arms,caressing your back as his chin rested on top of your head.

“No, I’m so glad I’ve found you,let’s start this together” he whispered,placing a kiss on your tummy

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headintheclouds-posts · 1 year

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helloo im the exol anon, sorry i’ve only answered this now i think i’ll pick 🤍 for the emoji :D

while i’m here, may i request fluffy hcs of Chanyeol with a 158 cm (5’2) tall s/o? i need short girl contents lol i love your works!! <3

Hello my lovely, sorry this has taken so long. I’ve had a lot going on but finally getting more settled.

I think you already chose the 🤍 as I have you saved under that on my masterlist xx - also as a shorty myself (5 foot exactly) I would be more than happy to write this. Enjoy 🤍

Chanyeol with a short S/O

He's literally obsessed with you

You're his baby and he constantly feels the need to protect you

Will find any excuse to pick you up

Forehead kisses

Also nuzzling in to the top of your head

Loves to breathe in your scent

You are his home

He definitely will make short jokes

Only he is allowed to make them though

Almost passed out when you wore one of his t-shirts to sleep in

The mixture of sexy and cute made him almost go feral

He makes so many cute nicknames for you

The main one is dink/dinky (This is a term used in northern England about something that is small and cute)

Constant piggyback rides

Expect cuddles and lots of him

When you're in bed together he loves to wrap you up in his arms

His arms provide a safe cocoon for you to relax into

He rests his chin on your head in all of your selfies together

One time he got really drunk and cried at how cute you are

You're literally his entire world and he couldn't imagine his life without you.

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an-annyeoing-writer · 5 months

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mafia!Baekhyun x Reader: touch of reality.

Word count: 2 262

Date of release: 12th November 2023

Genre: dramatic fluff (is it a thing...?)

Warnings: mentions of blood & injury

Author's note: this is just about 2k of me indulging myself with fragile and vulnerable Baekhyun boy.

Ever since you met him for the first time, you had a feeling that there’s some area of his life that he won’t share with you easily.

It was a sort of threshold, something he wouldn’t allow to come out naturally, and as your relationship started to progress, there was always this sense of uncertainty, as if he was about to say something but bit his tongue every time he got close to letting it out. You couldn’t be upset about it – you wanted him to take his time with whatever he was going through. It must have been a part of his life long before you two came to be together, and you felt in no position to try and force it out of him.

At the beginning, you didn’t think it was anything serious. He would disappear for a few hours or days, most often completely unreachable, then come back to you and seek comfort in your embrace. But Baekhyun was a passionate and devoted lover, it didn’t feel out of ordinary. He must have just missed you.

But over the few months that you two have been together, you started sensing that there’s more to it. Random cuts in his clothes here and there, small bruises that he was trying to conceal, muscle or joint pains that he explained with tripping over his own feet or bending over too far. He had a small body that didn’t hold all that much strength, but he was by no means unathletic, and so you came to a conclusion that, unlike many less sporty people, it just didn’t make sense of him to get hurt this often.

You held the benefit of the doubt that he was simply unlucky.

Yet, the very moment you heard knocking to your door, you had an unsettling feeling in your stomach, a sense that opening this door wouldn’t bring any good news. It was late, too late for you to be normally awake, but you didn’t hesitate running to the door, recognizing the specific pattern of his knocking.

Baekhyun stood there, leaning into the doorframe, his silhouette too dark for you to make it out well. You turned on the light in your hall and he squinted, turning his head away from lamp.

That was then you saw it. The split lip. The tears in his clothes. The wet, tangled hair that held no shape anymore.

And the blood.

You couldn’t see it on the black jacket, and the dark stain running down his jeans wasn’t too clear in this light. But he had a white t-shirt underneath and the moment your eyes spotted a glimpse through the torn leather, the redness imprinted in your mind.

The first reaction was fear.

Freezing, overwhelming fear. No thoughts yet, no guesses or assumptions; just fear, undirected and somewhat irrational. It wasn’t that you could tell specifically, I fear of him getting hurt. Your thinking process didn’t get that far yet. It must have been just fear of coming across circumstances you were by no means ready for.

Baekhyun’s eyes widened, noting that he didn’t put enough care in concealing the injury, and must have not taken into the consideration the impact it would have on you to see it. If you thought about it at the moment, you’d find it ridiculous – he came to you with a wound, but you were the one that seemed to need comfort.

“Hey… hey.” His one hand was clutching his side, but he reached with the other and put it on your cheek. “I’m okay. I’m okay, [F/n], I’m here and I’m okay.”

You felt tears well up in your eyes, and the man caught your wrist and pulled you back into the apartment, closing the door behind and then leading you into the bathroom.

“Come here.”

He made you stand by the wall next to him as he leaned over the bathtub. He looked worn out and his movements were strained, but out of all the possible scenarios, he didn’t look that bad. Yet, you had this brief thought – what if he just makes one step and then faints in the middle of your hall? What would you do then? But it seemed that he does have things under control, and, at least for now, he decided to show you that you don’t have to worry too much.

“Just watch.”

Why didn’t he make you leave and do it himself when you were of no help, you didn’t know back then. At some point you realized, though, he wanted you to see his reality. That little, vulnerable part of himself that he didn’t let you on before, although painful to look at.

He pulled the jacket off himself and threw it in the bathtub. Droplets of water instantly started dissolving the blood caught on the fabric, and the pale pink liquid ran down the drain. Now you saw the full picture of his previously white shirt. It wasn’t just blood that it was stained with – there were different shades of dirt as well, some wet and some dry, and one running down his chest that made you sick in the stomach. Did he throw up earlier…?

But the bloody one was still the biggest, and you couldn’t get yourself to think about the other ones when the dark red covered half of his side. He stared at it for a moment in the mirror, and you stared as well.

“Will you tell me how it happened…?” you finally managed to utter.

The man turned his head to you, opening his mouth but not speaking for a moment, hesitating.

“No… Not yet” he finally decided. “I will, but not yet.”

“I can’t help you if I don’t know what’s going on” you stated, trying to prevent your voice from trembling – fruitlessly.

“Hey.” He straightened himself a bit, turning to you fully now. “I don’t need your help. I mean…” He rubbed his face, trying to get his thoughts straight. “Don’t misunderstand me. I come to you every time because I need you. Because I feel much better when you’re around. But this…” He pointed vaguely at where the injury must have been. “This is not something I cannot handle on my own. I know the risks. I’ve been in this for years.”

“I don’t even know how much I should worry!” you spoke, a bit louder than you’d like and he winced. You turned your voice down. “Like, it can be anything now, I’m now more than sure it’s something illegal, so I get it, you can’t say too much. I know now that I will spend the times you’re away worrying for your life. But I want to at least know you know what can happen if…”

“I know. Of course I know. You’re overthinking now. Hey.”

He leaned down and rested his forehead against yours. A tired sigh followed.

“I know. And I know it’s going to hurt you to know as much as you do now. I’m sorry. I gave you things to worry about. But it’s not that bad usually, I promise.” His eyes slipped closed for a few moments, and you only felt his warm, calm breath on your face. “I just really needed you to know. I don’t want to hide from you when bad things happen. I know you don’t want that either.” He smiled mischievously. “You love me too much.”

You let out a huff. The lightness in his tone served to bring some peace into your heart.

He finally decided it’s been enough and he got to taking his clothes off again. You wondered if you could help, but he seemed to handle it with sufficient patience. He pulled off his shirt and dumped it on top of the jacket. You held your breath, preparing to see the worst.

But there was no worst. There was a bandage that covered his chest; now you saw clearly, the wound must have been right below his rib. But it was already all wrapped up, with slight redness on top of the fabric that must have transferred from the shirt rather than come from the wound bleeding again. You let out a long sigh of relief.

“Who patched you up?”

“A friend” he explained. “I told you, we know what we’re doing. He’s a paramedic, don’t worry.”

The bandage was a bit dirty and there were remains of blood here and there on his skin, but it instantly looked better when you realized he’s not in immediate danger anymore. Even though a small part of you wished you’d know exactly what the injury was.

“Could you, um…” He fidgeted awkwardly. “My pajamas?”

You felt yourself come alive at the thought that there’s at least this one thing you can do.

“On my way!”

By the time you were back in the bathroom – with a neatly folded set of pajamas that he kept at your place – he had stripped himself down to his underwear and even managed to clean himself up a bit. Dirty clothes laid in the bathtub now and you suspected they would need to be disposed of, rather than just cleaned, but you didn’t have it in yourself to worry about it at the moment.

Neither did Baekhyun, leaning heavily against the washing machine in the corner when you approached him with the clothes.

“Thanks” he mumbled, but you could tell, he’s far more worn out than he appeared earlier.

“Are you sure you don’t need help…?” you pressed carefully.

He didn’t say a word, and so you decided to take matters in your own hands.

Unfolding the pajamas, you started putting the shirt on him. The man didn’t oppose, not even when you took it upon yourself to carefully button it up, making sure to not accidentally brush against the injury, fearful of causing him any more pain. He let you help him with the pants as well, realizing that if he’s to bend down in this state, he could actually end up injuring himself further. The adrenaline was running out, and exhaustion was seeping in. He had to finally admit to himself that it’s been enough of acting all strong and invincible.

Baekhyun’s eyes were soft and tired when he allowed you to lead him to your bedroom, and you placed quiet steps on the floor of your small apartment, not wanting to disturb his senses with any noise. Sitting him down on your bed, you started arranging pillows and blankets around, wanting to prepare everything for him as well as you could.

The man observed you drowsily. In a bit different circumstances, he would tell you not to make any more effort, that it was not necessary and you should just lie down and not worry. But there was this special kind of vulnerability that he was displaying right now, letting you pamper him and cater to his needs.

He was all putty in your hands when you gently pushed him down onto the pillow, fingers brushing his cheek and lip, like feathers, barely there to not disturb any of his bruises. He was melting, almost falling asleep the moment he could finally relax, but he convinced himself to stay awake just a bit longer, extending his hand towards you to invite you into his embrace.

You laid down slowly, wary of making any rough movements that could cause him the slightest pain. But Baekhyun didn’t look like anything could bother him at this moment, his arms instantly wrapping around you in this almost primal, basic need for closeness and comfort of the trusted one.

“Don’t leave” he mumbled, voice partially muffled by your sleeve when he buried his face in your shoulder, appearing almost desperate.

“I’m not going anywhere” you replied, a shade of confusion in your voice.

“No, like…” He let out a deep sigh. “Like, I’m a fool. But I need you…”

You already opened your mouth, ready to soothe his apparent worry.

But his hold on you loosened, his breath slowed down. Eyes slipped closed, muscle giving up completely. Warm exhales brushing your neck where his head rested, and a thin trail of saliva already starting to run from the corner of his lip.

Careful not to wake him up – although you didn’t think it was possible – you pulled on the nearby duvet, covering the two of you in a warm, safe cocoon.

He wouldn’t hear you anymore, and so you didn’t say anything. You suspected that once the morning came, you wouldn’t even remember what you were going to tell him.

But there was one thing you wouldn’t forget, and that was that in his most vulnerable and weakest moments, he didn’t hesitate coming to you and letting you take care of him, no matter how limited and marginal your role was.

You accepted that he was still hiding things, and that his daily life was not something for you to hear about just yet. But as long as at the end of the day he would come to you, and you would be able to keep him safe from the outside world, that was okay.

And maybe one day, you would be able to pull him out of this world and encourage him to enter yours, brighter and safer, although maybe not as eventful. Maybe he wouldn’t enjoy it, or maybe he would accept it and embrace it.

But now all that mattered was that he’s there, next to you, and that you could give him as much of yourself as he could only need.

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kimbappykidding · 10 months

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You and Sehun fell into a pattern of hooking up whenever you were over and it was a lot of fun! Neither of you had defined the relationship meaning you didn't have to think about it too much but one thing was for sure, now you'd pretty much be found in Sehun's bed not Chanyeol's. You figured this was just a physical thing that would fade with time but it didn't. As Sehun didn't grow tired of you, you realised he really must've wanted you for a while. He could be so passionate with you and you often had to force him to wait until you reached his room because otherwise he got too caught up in it and claimed he didn't care who saw. You liked how beautiful and desired he made you feel and couldn't believe a guy that looked like him was weak for you.

You were also surprised to find that Sehun was pretty likeable and not just physically. Afterwards, the two of you would talk and you found out a lot about him. You learned not only was Sehun hot, but he was also sweet, funny and rather endearing. His looks were really deceiving and he actually had a great personality under that god-like physique. So you were really enjoying the situation you'd found yourself in but there was one thing bothering you.

Chanyeol.

Throughout all of this Chanyeol had been quieter than usual. From the very first morning after you hooked up you felt something shift between you and things were never quite the same. You still saw Chanyeol often but now split the time evenly between him and Sehun. You even noticed that if you mentioned Sehun when you were with Chanyeol he'd go all quiet and change the subject. So you figured Chanyeol wasn't comfortable with you seeing Sehun but whenever you asked him about it, he just insisted it was fine.

One day you and Chanyeol were heading out to the cinema and were sitting in Chanyeol's car when Sehun came around the corner. He saw you both and smiled "where are you off to?" he asked. "The cinema" you said "we're going to see the new Spiderverse movie". Sehun smiled "that's a good movie, guess it's a good job you didn't invite me I don't think we'd have seen much of the movie". You blushed slightly at the look in Sehun's eye but felt Chanyeol shift beside you. Sehun also noticed and looked at him before backing off "well have fun, see you later" he said more to you than Chanyeol and he walked away. Once he'd gone Chanyeol smiled at you "so ready to go?". You paused before replying and sighed "Chanyeol are you really okay with Sehun and I hooking up?". Chanyeol stiffened "Y/n I already told you you're both adults so it's fine". "See you say that but you're obviously so uncomfortable with it and I know we're adults but I'm your friend and Sehun's your colleague! You see us both so much and you can say if it bothers you". Chanyeol shook his head "no I can't, Y/n you're an adult and I have no right to tell you what to do or say plus say I did have a problem with it, what would you do?". "What would I do?" you asked and he nodded "yeah if I said it made me uncomfortable, what would you do?". You blinked "I...I'm not sure. I guess if it bothered you so much I'd stop seeing him". "Really?" Chanyeol asked "just because I said it made me uncomfortable?". You nodded "yeah if it bothered you that much. Do you want me to stop?". Chanyeol sighed "but why? Why would you choose me over him, when you're happy with him? What reason do you have?". Chanyeol was staring at you almost desperate with those big eyes and you had no idea what he wanted from you. You looked down "I...you're my best friend Chanyeol, plus it's not like I'm dating Sehun or anything. This is just a bit of fun so if it offended you yeah I'd stop it".

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Chanyeol stared at you, looking stunned and you put a hand on his arm "so, do you want me stop? Say the word and I will". Chanyeol blinked at you and you wondered what was taking him so long to reply and why he was staring at you like that. He was looking at you almost as if...you blushed at the thought and Chanyeol seemed to spot that because he pulled away. You hadn't even realised how close the two of you were sat but why did you feel so warm? You leant back in your seat and pressed the button to lower the windows. A nice breeze swept in and you looked over at Chanyeol who was watching you. "So what's your answer?" you asked and Chanyeol looked down "it's fine but thank you...it means a lot that you would do that for me". You nodded "of course, you know I love you" but something about the atmosphere made that feel weird. Chanyeol couldn't look you in the eye and he nodded "I do and I love you too". A tense silence fell and then Chanyeol fixed a smile on his face "so...should we head off?" and you nodded eagerly.

You both carried on like nothing had happened but you knew something odd had happened in the car but had no idea what it was. You thought about it a lot and finally asked Sehun for his opinion when you saw him the next day. Sehun asked you to explain what had happened and you told him the whole story, when you finished Sehun was looking at you with a funny expression on his face. You frowned "what's that look for?". Sehun laughed "you seriously don't know?". "Don't know what?" you asked and he shook his head. "Okay I only didn't tell you because I thought you knew but Y/n Chanyeol has a crush on you". You blinked taking it in before you laughed "no he doesn't! We're just friends". Sehun shook his head "that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be more with you". "But why wouldn't he tell me?" you asked. "Maybe because you tell everyone that you're just friends before they can even ask" Sehun said "or how it's quite clear there's nothing romantic between you, at least from your side?". "From my side?" you asked and Sehun paused "well are you attracted to him?". "He's a very good-looking man" you said and Sehun smirked "that didn't answer my question. Do you want him? Could you imagine doing with him what we just did?". You paused and shook your head. Sehun nodded "he knows that and that's why he never told you. It's like how I never approached you until I knew you liked me. You're an expressive person Y/n and it's quite obvious what you do or don't want". You went quiet thinking "that must be horrible for him". Sehun shrugged "well he appreciates your friendship so it's better than not having you in his life at all". You frowned turning to Sehun "but does he ever seem upset? Why hasn't he tried to move on with someone else?'. Sehun shrugged "well he never discusses you with any of us, trust me we've tried but he shuts it down immediately. So we really have no idea if he pines after you or not. As for dating someone else I'm not sure either. I always figured he was just waiting to see if you changed your mind about him but maybe now he'll see that's not going to happen". You nodded "yeah hopefully...". Sehun frowned watching you "are you okay?". You nodded "yeah I just feel bad for him". Sehun shook his head "you're too kind. It's not your fault you don't like him back". You nodded "I know" but you couldn't help but wonder...did you like Chanyeol that way?

He didn't automatically make your knees weak like Sehun did but a few weeks ago you would've said the same about Sehun. The truth was it was all about perspective and there was a lot to like about Chanyeol. He was your best friend, the person you wanted if you were happy or sad. He was one of the nicest people you knew and he was such a great guy. You and Chanyeol got on so well, if you could have that emotional connection with a partner it would be amazing. However, you and Sehun had the physical part nailed and the emotional part was growing more and more every day. You just couldn't work out who was the bigger risk, Chanyeol or Sehun.

When you woke up the next morning you felt just as confused about what to do. Sehun had no reason to lie about Chanyeol liking you but you still didn't 100% believe him. You wanted to see it in action and so when Sehun asked if you wanted breakfast in bed you paused "what if we went downstairs and ate with the others?". Sehun nodded "yeah if you want" and you nodded "we don't have to hide away or anything? Right?". Sehun nodded "right...but I should probably find a shirt" and you smiled "if you feel you have to" and Sehun shook his head "don't start or we'll never make it downstairs" and so shooting him another smile, you kept your thoughts to yourself.

You went down to breakfast together and Chanyeol jumped when you both entered but didn't say anything. "Now what do we have here? You two decided to take a break and get off each other for 5 minutes?" Baekhyun asked. Sehun pushed him and you sunk into a seat across from Chanyeol. He was staring at his plate and with your eyes on him, you addressed Baekhyun. "No we just need some sustenance before we carry on, you'd know that if you ever had good sex" you replied and all the guys started laughing, except for Chanyeol who tightened his grip on his spoon, his knuckles turning white. You were so surprised you didn't even realise Sehun was coming closer until he pressed a few kisses to your neck "that was brilliant" he whispered and you smiled before seeing Chanyeol watching.

Your breath caught in your throat because he looked pissed! Chanyeol looked down the second he saw you noticed but he couldn't hide the dark look in his eye. You couldn't forget it all day and it was like it was seared into your brain. You realised Sehun was right...and you enjoyed that moment in the kitchen.

Finding Chanyeol attractive shouldn't have been such a big shock to you. You knew in your mind Chanyeol was hot. He was over 6 foot and had abs like a superhero, of course he was conventionally attractive...but seeing him direct his energy at you awoke things in you and once you'd started seeing Chanyeol's attractive sight you couldn't stop.

Later that week you attended an Exo concert and when it got to their racy songs your eyes drifted from Seun to Chanyeol back and forth until Chanyeol demanded your attention. Girls were going crazy for all the boys but then Chanyeol took his shirt off and they all went insane. You smiled before catching sight of Chanyeol and realising he did indeed look really good...really really good. There was something about Chanyeol's stage confidence which made him more attractive but it wasn't just that. It was Chanyeol himself and you were shocked to see your best friend like this. It was as if the best friend you shared a bed with and stayed up late into the night laughing with, was a different person to this hot ripped man on stage. How could he go from being your sweet kind caring friend to a sexy performer and how had you never noticed this before?

You saw Chanyeol after the show and paused as he came towards you. You felt oddly fluttery and nervous which had never happened before. You can't remember ever being intimidated by Chanyeol, not even when you first became friends but here you were. Chanyeol was wiping his face and neck with a towel and it was such a casual but hot move. You looked at Chanyeol's neck and shoulders admiring them before realising he was looking at you with his bright smile as always. You smiled back because your friend was back and this was a Chanyeol you knew.

So now you knew you liked Chanyeol, you just had to work out how to tell him... and how to tell Sehun and honestly you weren’t sure which was scarier. You were 90% sure Chanyeol was indeed into you but that didn't make it any easier. Your actions would change everything and could cost you both boys. You'd lose Sehun if you went with Chanyeol and what if you and Chanyeol didn't work as a couple? Then you'd lose Sehun and Chanyeol and you couldn't imagine anything worse. You cared for both of them and had no idea what the right thing to do was. You just kept putting it off, hoping an idea would come to you but nothing did. So you carried on seeing Sehun and pretending like you didn't have feelings for Chanyeol...which you weren't very good at.

Whenever you saw Chanyeol you felt nervous and Sehun became your comfort safe person so you would crave him. So when Chanyeol walked into a room you'd move close to Sehun or initiate contact with him. If Chanyeol was talking you'd grab onto Sehun's arm or hand or something and he'd usually wrap one around you making you feel less vulnerable. Then when you got drunk that's when things really got messy because drunk...you really wanted Chanyeol. With alcohol, you'd notice how nice his smile was or what good hair he had. Then you'd think about how tall and in shape he was and you'd start feeling warm and flustered. So again you'd turn to Sehun. That exact thing happened tonight.

You were over at the Exo house and everything was fine...until you saw Chanyeol dancing with some girl. He had his arms around her waist and it all seemed pretty fun and chill but it made you react very strongly. You panicked and felt so insecure you hated it. Chanyeol spotted you because you'd walked through into the room and then halted in your tracks. He looked at you confused and might've been about to head over but Sehun appeared behind you and put a hand on your waist "hah what are you doing standing here I almost ran into you" he laughed and then he saw your face "are you okay?". You nodded and grabbed him "why don't we dance?". Sehun smiled seeing the look in your eye and nodded "sure!".

So you and Sehun started to dance right across from Chanyeol and the girl. It hurt every time you saw them together so you pulled Sehun closer and kissed him. Sehun was more than happy with this development and kissed you back. You opened your eyes and happened to see Chanyeol watching you and that pleased you. You felt so relieved to know Chanyeol was still an option for you and you should've broken the kiss with Sehun and gone to speak with Chanyeol...but you didn't. You kept kissing Sehun while keeping your eyes locked on Chanyeol. You weren't sure what you were thinking just you felt vulnerable and wanted to regain some of that power. So you kept kissing Sehun and when he pulled away to press some kisses to your neck and chest you tilted your head back and smirked at Chanyeol before kissing Sehun again. You closed your eyes properly kissing Sehun and both pulled away gasping. "Wow" Sehun smiled "want to do this somewhere else?" but your first reaction was to look for Chanyeol and he wasn't there. The girl was standing to the side looking confused and you saw a blur disappear through the door who you were sure was Chanyeol.

What you'd done started to creep up on you and you panicked. Why had you done that? Why tease him like that? You felt horrible and knew you had to go after him but Sehun was confused. "Y/n"? he asked and you blinked "I'm sorry Sehun I've got to go" and you rushed after Chanyeol.

You knew whenever Chanyeol needed some space from these parties he'd go to the bathroom in his room and so you headed there. "Chanyeol?" you called as you pushed open the door and sure enough there he was standing over the bathroom sink.

When you saw the look in his eyes and the shock on his face you weren't sure what to say but he was. "Why were you doing that?" Chanyeol asked and you blushed embarrassed "I don't know...". "Are you sure because that seemed really deliberate" Chanyeol said "and it's been building all week like you wanted me to see you and Sehun. You grab him anytime I enter the room and are all over him. It's fine if you want to touch him but why do I feel like it's so specific to me?" he asked. Your silence that followed was deafening and Chanyeol paused "wait...did you want me to see you with Sehun?". You looked up at him and shrugged "maybe". "Why?" Chanyeol asked "I've told you I'm fine with the two of you and don't feel weird so why would you test me like that?". You'd drunk a lot and were trying to come up with a reasonable excuse but couldn't so you just told the truth.

"I was upset when I saw you with that girl and it made me feel insecure and vulnerable so I was testing you but not to see if you were angry at me more the opposite, I wasn't trying to see if you hated me but if you...". Chanyeol paused "if I what?". "Sehun told me something and I wanted to see if it was true". Chanyeol's eyes widened slightly and you saw the tension in his body but still he pretended he didn't. "What did Sehun tell you?" Chanyeol asked and you looked at him "I think you know" and you reached up to kiss him.

It was only a soft quick kiss but it put across your message pretty clearly...or to you it did.

"Y/n why did you just do that?" Chanyeol asked "why did you kiss me, we're just friends". "But you like me as more don't you?" you asked and Chanyeol looked down "if you already know then why ask?". "because I want to hear you say it" you replied and Chanyeol looked at you "why? I know you don't feel the same way so why are you putting me through this? What kind of sick game is it?". "It's not a game I just...even since Sehun told me I've been so confused by what I feel for you both but the more I thought about you that way the more I wanted you and I just need one thing to be sure". Chanyeol understood what that one thing was and he nodded "I want you Y/n" with a beautiful sigh that drew you towards him effortlessly. This time Chanyeol was ready for you and he quickly kissed you back.

The kiss started off slowly. This was new to both of you and you were trying to figure out how this would work. Part of you found it really hard to comprehend you were kissing your best friend but the other half just acted on instinct and you wanted Chanyeol. So you pushed away any restraint or worries and kissed the perfect man, trying to show him how much he meant to you both as a friend and potential partner. Chanyeol evidently felt the change in you as he also started being more passionate and things began to heat up. Chanyeol let his hands wander over your body and when a whine escaped you he shot you a gorgeous smirk. In response, you bit his lip and Chanyeol let out a moan that you felt in your stomach. "I want to hear you make that noise again" you said and Chanyeol had always dreamed of hearing you say something like that to him. "Well keep kissing me then" Chanyeol said and you nodded "deal".

After a while the contact wasn't enough, you reached for the buttons on Chanyeols shirt and before you knew it were tumbling into bed. Literally. Chanyeol fell backwards with you on top of him and you quickly climbed up him to make great use of this new position. Chanyeol was making those beautiful noises again when suddenly he pulled back. "Wait Y/n I think we should stop" Chanyeol said and you paused "why? Isn't this what you wanted?". "Yes but not like this. I don't want us to jump into bed with one another when we're drunk. I don't want it to just be physical". "But I thought you wanted me?" you said and Chanyeol nodded "I do but I want you to want me when you're sober too...I deserve that". You went to argue of course you would want him when you were sober and Chanyeol patted your head "how about we just go to sleep? We can talk in the morning".

You nodded and went to get into bed when you noticed Chanyeol gathering his things. "You stay in here I'll go with Baekhyun" he said. You wouldn't have that so you decided you'd go. Chanyeol tried to get you to stay but there was no way you were doing what you'd done to him tonight and then kicking him out of his room. "Y/n please...stay" Chanyeol said taking your hand and you smiled. You reached up to gently stroke his cheek and shook your head "I'll see you tomorrow" and kissed his cheek before leaving. Once you'd gone Chanyeol collapsed on the bed letting out the biggest sigh wondering if he'd just made the most stupid decision ever.

You walked downstairs and bumped into someone at the bottom. Of course it was Sehun. He saw you and smiled "hey there you are, want to finish what we..." when he saw your face "what's up?". "I just kissed Chanyeol" you replied and Sehun nodded "oh erm come on" and he led you to a side room. "So how did it feel?" he asked and you blushed looking down. You were embarrassed to tell Sehun what had happened. Would he be sad? Angry? Feel betrayed?

Reading your mind Sehun smiled "Y/n it's okay if you enjoyed it. I figured you had a thing for Chanyeol". You paused "what? But I thought you said it was obvious I didn't care for him that way?". "It was...before I mentioned it and clearly opened up the idea to you. I could see the realisation in your eyes and felt the tension between the two of you. I knew it was only a matter of time and I guess we're here". "I'm sorry Sehun" you said and he shook his head "don't be! We were just friends with benefits, never anything exclusive so you haven't done anything wrong". You shook your head looking at him "you know I always thought you were a dick but that couldn't be further from the truth!" throwing your arm around him in a hug.

Sehun laughed and hugged you back "thank you!". He pulled away and looked at you "I'm glad I've won you over". "Completely! I liked talking to you afterwards and we've gotten closer. I hope that can stay the same...if it's okay with you?". Sehun nodded "yeah of course. I've really enjoyed our time together too and not just the sex although that was really good so thanks for that". You laughed "no problem, back at you". You both smiled at one another before you sighed "anyway I should head home, I've got to see Chanyeol in the morning so need some sleep". "So why are you leaving? Stay over. Take my room..." Sehun offered but you shook your head "I think the space will help show Chanyeol I'm serious about him...plus it will give me time to make sure I'm sure about this. I think I need a quiet night after being around all you hot men". Sehun smiled "well atleast let me call you a taxi" and 30 minutes later you were home in bed. You thought about how nice a guy Sehun was and were so glad you'd met someone like him. Then you thought about Chanyeol for the rest of the night and went to sleep with a smile on your face and hope in your heart.

You woke up pretty early and took a shower. When you got up the sun was rising and you looked at your phone to see a new message from Chanyeol. "Hey I know it's super early but whenever you're ready to talk just let me know". You smiled and told him you were awake and ready to talk if he was, not long after you were pulling up outside his house and Chanyeol came out to meet you. He waved awkwardly and you laughed as he stood watching you park. "You've never done this before, come outside to greet me" you laughed "what are you doing?". Chanyeol shrugged "honestly I have no idea" and gave you a hug. You held him tightly and looked up at him "Chanyeol the first thing I have to say is an apology. I am so sorry for the way I treated you last night". Chanyeol shook his head but you wouldn't let him brush it away "no I shouldn't have acted the way I did and I'm really sorry I did it. I promise I will never do anything like that again, I never want to hurt you..." you said trailing off unsure what to say but Chanyeol took your hands. "I know Y/n and I believe you". The way he was looking at you made you pause "wait so are you...you're giving me another chance?". "It's not another chance, I just want to be with you!" he said and leaned down to kiss you.

"You were totally right about waiting until we were both sober" you commented "clean teeth really makes a kiss". Chanyeol laughed "I'm glad you think so" and kissed you again.

You couldn't just stay outside forever and so eventually Chanyeol led you inside for breakfast. You'd cooked together so many times but now everything felt different. When you met Chanyeol's eye you blushed and when he reached around you to grab a fork you saw the smirk on his face. "You're doing all of this on purpose aren't you!" you commented and Chanyeol looked at you with an innocent look on his face "doing what?". You shook your head "making yourself irresistible to me!" you cried and he smiled "I'm not, maybe that's just how you feel about me". The way he looked this morning you could believe it so you nodded "you might be onto something" and pulled him towards you.

The breakfast was forgotten but the kitchen is not a quiet area of any house and minutes later Baekhyun and Chen appeared. "Hey...oh shit sorry we...Chanyeol?" Baekhyun asked. He looked between the two of you and frowned "I thought you were...you know what never mind". The two obviously thought they'd stumbled onto something they shouldn't have so they nearly died when Sehun walked in. "Thought who was who?" he asked and then he spotted you both and smiled. He winked at you both and then gasped "you two! Behind my back? My girl and best friend? How could you do this to me?". Your jaw dropped and you were going to laugh when Chanyeol stood up "It's been going on the whole time Sehun! There's nothing you can do about it!". "The whole time?" Sehun yelled "I'll kill you" and him and Chanyeol began fake fighting, knocking things over and rolling around on the floor. Baekhyun and Chen tried to separate them and Suho, D.O. and Lay all came running at the noise. They finally separated them and Suho demanded to know what was wrong with them both...when he paused because you were laughing your head off.

All the guys watched as you clutched your side, struggling to breathe as tears ran down your face. They all thought this was some very sick joke on your part until Sehun and Chanyeol both started laughing too. "Okay what the fuck is going on?" D.O. demanded and Chanyeol smiled shaking Chen's hand off him "we're not really fighting. Sehun knows". "He what?" Baekhyun asked and Sehun nodded "Y/n and I aren't together anymore and I know about her and Chanyeol. It's completely fine". "It is?" Suho asked and Sehun nodded "not to brag but I kind of think I got them together". Chanyeol laughed and patted Sehun's back "sure I'll give you that...." before coming to stand beside you. He took your hand and smiled "so yeah you can all go now". "What so you can keep eating her face in a communal space?" Baekhyun asked "I don't think so!". The others laughed and you smiled hugging Chanyeol "I guess we can wait until after breakfast, we've finally found this and there's no rush". Chanyeol nodded smiling down at you "that's true, now I've got you I'm not going anywhere" and he kissed you.

Some of the guys groaned, others awed but neither of you cared. Finally, everything was perfect.

So originally this was just going to be a Sehun imagine but I thought Chanyeol deserved a happy ending too so wrote this version. Honestly this whole series came from my realisation that everyone in Exo is so hot and anyone stuck between two members would have the choice of a lifetime!

If you’d like to read the Sehun ending then click the link here.

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andimoon · 8 months

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Hi! How are you? I really love your work and got excited when you posted that you’re taking requests 😊 Can I have Kai, angst and smut, no. 26. Been missing this guy lately 🥹🥹🥹 thanks so much! Hope you have a great day/night!🤍🤍🤍

Hello lovely anon! Thank you so much for the request! It turned out a little bit more fluffy than I was planning but I had a lot of fun writing this one!! I hope you enjoy! 😁💛

Word count: 2.5K

Warning: t/w: Kai Military Service, Graphic Tasteful Smut, 18+

Jongin/Kai X Reader

Established relationship au, LDR, switch King, mild Fem-Dom inclinations.

Angst/Smut

26. “Make Me”

It had been three months almost to the day. Three months since you last saw your boyfriend’s lovely face in person. Since you last saw the cute little half moons of his eyes and those pearly white teeth as he smiled at you. Since you heard that sweet laugh from his lips. Three months since you felt his warmth envelope you, wrapped in the soft sheets of your bed. Three fucking months. You knew why he left. Even if it wasn’t your culture, you understood the reasoning behind it, but that didn’t make the distance any easier. Even prioritizing work and returning to your own home didn’t make it easier.

The only thing keeping any semblance of sanity inside your brain were the late night calls. The small texts occasionally sent when he had the time to do so, the little I love you’s and I miss you’s, reminders of how you were on his mind. Your body was beyond the point of withdrawals, the desperation to see him, to hold him, it blinded you to everything and soon you found yourself on a plane, ready to see him.

Jongin would be excited to see you, right? If your distance was agony to you, it must’ve been the same for him. Still, you couldn’t help the bob of your leg, or the need to constantly twist and turn and adjust the ring on your finger.

“A ring? You’re not proposing are you? I’m not ready for that.” The memory of his laugh, his sparkling smile and the way his arm felt warm and heavy on your shoulders.

“It’s a promise ring,” he held your hand up in his, admiring the way the silver piece looked around your finger, “I’m promising that I’ll always be on your side, even if I can’t be there in person. You’ll always have a little part of me with you.” You recalled the excitement in his eyes and the way his words took your breath away and made your heart skip a beat. “Do you like it?”

“I love it, Nini.”

You wished you would’ve gotten him something in return for the promise, but you never got the chance to. All too soon you needed to return home and he needed to serve. You would make up for that this time and show him how much you loved and missed him. Your resolve; a party for two. You were certain that if you called your boyfriend and told him you were in town he would drop everything, so you needed to prepare everything first. A few stops later and you had everything you needed to make your night a success. Groceries for a home cooked meal, check. Candles and bath bombs, check. Now you just needed a gift.

The path to his house was one you knew like the back of your hand. You’d practically lived there for the spring, but as you walked past the shops and vendors, a jewelry store on the corner caught your attention. You couldn’t buy him a ring. His fans might see it and get angry, but maybe you could give him something else. A promise could be made with anything. The staff greeted you as soon as you walked in and you bobbed your head in their direction before letting your eyes wander the glass casings of silver and gold and jewels.

Your ring was elegant but simple so you wanted to pick something that would match well with it. Couples jewelry. Your eyes lingered on a simple silver bracelet and you imagined how nice it would look against his skin. How he could wear it with anything and everything and always have a little part of you with him. It was perfect and you bought it without so much as a glance at the price tag. You did not need to know how deep a hole it would make in your wallet.

Maybe showing up unannounced at his house was a bad idea. What if he was home? You shot him a quick text and tried to disguise your question as innocently as possible.

‘Nini, where are you? What’re you doing?’

A few seconds later,

‘Almost done for the day.’

So he was still training, that bought you probably twenty minutes? It might not be enough to make everything you wanted before he arrived, but he’d have time to shower and change before spending the evening together. Just as quickly another text shot up.

‘I’ll call you when I’m out.’

‘I miss you.’

You smiled warmly at the message as you input the code to his front door and stepped into his home.

‘I can’t wait to hear your voice.’ You responded with a little heart. He would be so surprised to see you.

Time passed so quickly, you were rushing to get everything finished. His home was a mess as it usually was, so you picked up a few things, set up some mood music and lighting with the candles you purchased. Now it was a race against time to finish cooking before your boyfriend finished training. As if on cue, his face lit up your phone screen and the little device vibrated aggressively on the countertop. “Hellooo,” you hummed out as you answered the call, stirring the stew you were making.

“Babe,” he greeted, voice tired and an octave lower than usual. It gave you chills and you smiled, “I miss you,” he complained again and you could hear the pout in his voice. “I’m on my way home. What’re you doing? Working still?” It sounded like he was getting into a car as he spoke and you checked your watch. You probably had enough time to finish everything and greet him when he arrived.

“I’m cooking,” you responded honestly, “I was really craving a stew, so...” You heard him groan on the line and the dramatics made you laugh.

“Oh that sounds so good. I miss your cooking. Ah, my stomach is growling now. I should order something when I get home.” He would be so surprised when he saw you, the anticipation left you smiling and nibbling on your lower lip. You loved your calls with Jongin. You loved how you could talk about anything and his reactions were contagious and comforting. “I'm home now. I’ll call you later tonight, okay? I love you!”

The call ended and you rushed to the restroom to freshen up a bit before you were to greet your boyfriend. A nervous burn in your stomach and your heart was beating so hard you were sure it was trying to force its way through your rib cage. After a quick splash of cold water you returned to the living room, surely he was almost to his apartment. You charted the path from the garage to the elevator to his apartment in your mind, mentally tracking him like a gps. He should be opening the door any second.

Minutes passed. Maybe he was stopped by someone to talk. He was famous after all. Ten minutes. Twenty minutes. Thirty.

Time passed as you sat in his living room, fiddling with your ring and staring at the door. Forty minutes, fifty. An hour. The more time passed, the more worried you became. What if something happened to him? In an instant the phone was in your hands and you were dialing. You waited and it kept ringing. Right when you were about to hang up, the speaker was filled with noise. Laughing, clanking, talking. “Hey! Sorry, I met up with the guys for dinner. Can I call you later?” He was laughing and the way his words slightly slurred told you he had been drinking.

“I thought you were home.” The seriousness in your voice caught his attention and you heard a muffled excuse and movement. Suddenly everything got quieter.

“Are you okay?”

“I thought you were home.” You reiterated with a sigh, dragging a hand down your face. This was your fault. You never told him you were there, it was in his own right to do what he wanted with his time off, but it still felt like you’d been stood up. “I’m at your house,” you said plainly, “I was cooking for you, Nini.”

The silence between you was deafening and you let out another soft sigh before forcing your voice to come out sweeter than you felt at the moment, “Its okay, I didn’t tell you so I’ll just put it in the fridge and—“

“I'm on my way.” The call ended with those four words and the sudden heaviness in your chest was uncomfortable. You were excited to see him, but felt bad for ruining his plans. Would he be upset? Would he feel sorry? You wanted this to be the perfect evening and it would’ve been if you had just told him. It would’ve still been a surprise if you had just told him.

The food was cold by the time he arrived. The door swung open aggressively and your gorgeous boyfriend stood at the entrance, catching his breath with his skin flushed and wide crazy eyes looking around until they touched yours. His uniform was inviting your eyes to linger but you couldn’t look away from the intensity with which he pinned you under. You stood from the couch as he marched over to you. He looked upset and you instantly dropped your gaze, ready to apologize for the unnecessary drama caused by your impatience, but before you could speak his arms wrapped around you so tightly, a hand on the back of your head pulling you into his chest and his face nuzzled in your neck. His warmth and the faint smell of alcohol overwhelmed you. He was here. He was touching you, holding you, and he was really here.

You both stayed like that for a while, “I’m sorry,” his voice muffled into your shoulder, “I’m glad you’re here.” It was so nice to be in his presence again. To have your boyfriend physically, tangibly there. The months of distance left you drained and deprived of his touch, and everywhere his skin touched yours tingled and blazed. Your heart raced as he lifted his head to meet your gaze and the silence told you he felt the same. It was mesmerizing the way his eyes dilated the more he studied your face. The food was already cold and sitting on the countertop in the kitchen. You felt his fingertips brush your hair back and the warmth of his palms as he cradled your jaw, his eyes lowering to your lips. It was hard to breathe. If you didn’t put the meal away soon, it would go bad. All be damned if the entire hour and a half of stress cooking went to waste.

“I—“ you gulped down the saliva that pooled on your tongue, the back of your throat felt dry. Jongin stood frozen in front of you, his gaze lifting comfortably to touch yours and his eyebrow twitched up questioningly. Fuck you needed some water. “I need to put away… the food.” You hesitated as he inhaled a deep calming breath and leaned away from you. His warmth was gone and you had to fight your hand as it reached for him. He was trying to hold himself together, you should do the same. “Did you eat already? I cut your night short, right? Are you hungry?”

His eyes snapped to yours and your rambling stopped. “Yeah, I’m hungry.” He said after a beat, quickly swooping you up over his shoulder and making a beeline for his bedroom.

“Wait! Nini, wait,” you said after the initial shock was gone and patted his back a few firm times, “Put me down. I have to put the food away first.” His eagerness was cute and it would be a lie if you said you didn’t enjoy being carried like you weighed nothing. Even your voice carried your smile. “Put me down, yeah?”

At first you thought he would listen to you, but he adjusted his grip on your hips, “Make me.” The way his voice dropped and the clear seduction in it dumbfounded you, even as he eased you into the soft mattress and leaned his weight over you. The clear smirk on his lips as he loomed over you, “Why? You can’t?” He leaned in closer until you felt his hot breath against your ear, “Do you feel it too?”

A shuddered gasp escaped you and the small sound he made told you that his ego was thoroughly stroked by his power over you. You wanted nothing more than for him to take you right then and there, but where would be the fun in giving in so easily? You admired the way his intensity faltered under your touch, as you eased your cold fingertips under that perfectly fitted uniform. The way his breathing hitched and his eyes shuttered closed the further down your fingertips traveled, the ethereal way his skin glowed with that perfect flush. God, how you wished you could capture this moment, it would fuel you for the next three months.

His warmth fit snugly in your hand and the breathless whine he let out left you dizzy and intoxicated. Your kiss was forceful and wanting, his symphony inviting your body to join and fuck how you wanted to, but first you wanted to watch him fall apart under your grasp. The ridges of his skin felt familiar under your fingertips and your mouth watered. You felt his hips buck against you, thrusting into your grip ever so slightly between rigid gasps and hisses. He looked like an angel, tasted like heaven on your tongue. His desperation matched yours as you rocked together. With his new uniform you could kiss and suck at his neck and collarbones, leaving flowers peppering on his skin, and he’d be able to cover most of them.

It was hard to get a good momentum going with his pants in the way and you huffed in slight annoyance against his lips, blindly searching for the pesky button that stopped you from accomplishing your goal. Teeth and plush lips, the delicious elixir that coated his tongue. With every brush and squeeze his hips rolled against your touch and his growls were like music to your ears.

He leaned back on his knees with a disgruntled sigh that desolated somewhere deep inside his chest, and your hand slipped out of its confines and rested on his thigh. His eyes were heavily lidded, shining onyx in dilation. The plump skin of his lips swollen and red from your insistent biting. What you would give to have them between your teeth once more. His chest heaved and he made a show out of unbuttoning the troublesome piece with that fucking smirk. You reached for him again but he collected your wrists and pinned them above your head, leaning into you with intensity that hitched your breathing and you inhaled sharply. “That’s enough of that. My turn.”

#exo #kpop #exo kai #Kai Jongin #jongin #kai smut #kai angst #kai fluff #exo x y/n #exo x reader #switch Jongin

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kanrojicannoli · 10 months

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Hi!! Can i request 13 + 8 + 6 + 9 with baekhyun please! 🤍🤍🤍

of course also thank you for the first submission anon, have an amazing morning/ day/ or night!!!

6."how would your fans feel if they knew you did this"

8."why did you bite me" "i saw a snack" "k*ll yourself"

9."i wouldnt mind being revealed"

13."i love that hair color on you"

AS I STOOD ADMIRING MYSELF IN MY OUTFIT BEFORE I HAD to go out on stage, nimble hands threaded themselves through my hair, causing me to relax in the familiar touch of my lover

as i leaned my head back until it touched his chest to see his face more clearly only then did i realize that he had no schedule today and thus didn't have to be here

i zoned out as my heart swelled at the idea of him coming all this way himself just to see me "i love that hair color on you"his hands that have grown thick over the years moved to caress my face as i muttered a thank you and leaned into his touch

i moved my own hand to touch his own and smiled as he brought my hand up to his lips anticipating a kiss that would never come, because he held my hand to his lips and bit down

i jumped out of my chair after pulling my hand back and frowned at the fact he had the audacity to bite me "why did you bite me" a smirk graced his features as i watched him move back closer to me "i saw a snack"

my face deadpanned at his answer and i rolled my eyes as i said the first thing that came to mind "k*ll yourself" i shook my head at his shocked features and told him i was just kidding which caused him to whine and talk about how "i was evil and mean for saying that to him cause he bit me out of love"

"how would your fans feel if they knew you did this" i watched as my lover held his hands to his heart and i raised my brow in challenge "what exactly" he got down on his knees still clutching his heart and exclaimed "broke my heart"

i shrugged and bit back a laugh at his antics "i dont know laugh?" baekhyun rolled his eyes and dusted his knees off as he stood up "youre lucky i love you" "no youre lucky i love you hon"

#kanrojicannoli (🍓)#baekhyun x reader #baekhyun x you #byun baekhyun #byun baekhyun drabbles #baekhyun drabbles #baekhyun fluff #exo x reader #exo x you #exo x y/n #exo drabble #exo fluff

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exo-skz-imagines · 2 years

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Dance With Me (Stay With Me) Part Four: A Change Of Plans

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proudahgase-exol · 6 months

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Exo reaction

your roommate catch you masturbating (they have a crush on you)

- Warning: 18+ of your a minor please don’t interact

-Ot9 if it makes you uncomfortable that I added Chen please just skip his part :)

Minseok:

He had come home early from practice and you didn’t know that so when he walked into the apartment he found it quiet which he found wired knowing you always have music or the TV on.

He didn’t think too much of it thinking you went out somewhere, so he took his shoes off and went to his bedroom to take a shower as he was walking down the hallway to get to his bedroom he needed to pass by your room and when he got closer to your door he heard you whimpering as he got close and turn to look as you had your door wide open he saw you naked with a vibrator between your legs.

He froze there then snapped out of it and ran to his room before you saw him, he tried to forget what he saw but just couldn’t then he went to take a shower as he was showering he couldn’t get the image out of his head and got a boner he wasn’t gonna deny it he found you really attractive he wanted to ask you out on a date multiple times but chicken out scared of rejection.

He was so hard he needed relief so he jerked off he was thinking of you and the way you would feel wrapped around him he always wanted to kiss your soft lips and make you his.

After a while he cum he felt relief but wishing it was you instead of his hand. When he got out of the shower and got changed he walked to the kitchen to get something to eat and he saw you sitting on the couch looking so innocent and cute.

He smiled at you pretending he didn’t see you masturbating pretending he wasn’t deep in love with you.

Junmyeon:

Junmyeon and you had been friends since high school you were inseparable back than. When he found out you were moving to Seoul for work he asked if you wanted to move in with him and be his roommate you agreed since you knew him and trusted him

Now a few years later you still live with him and everything was going great until he heard you masturbating in the shower.

He was doing some cleaning around the apartment well, you took a shower as he was walking by he heard you moaning he stopped right in front of the bathroom door and heard you

He heard the way you make those cute little noises that got him hard, he ran to his bedroom where he closed the door, and jerked off he had always liked you and wanted to kiss you multiple times but couldn’t.

As he was jerking off he was thinking of you and how you will look if he was fucking you or the way you would look if you had his cock in your cute little mouth.

Junmyeon was head over heels for you he was so whipped and everyone who knew you two knew that Minseok had encouraged him to ask you out but he was just afraid so he didn’t but now after hearing you he needed to do something he needed to have you he only hoped you feel the same he did.

Yixing:

The walls were thin in your apartment you could hear everything and as much as you tried to be quiet he still heard you.

It was two am on a Saturday you were so horny so you pull out your dildo and started to pleasure yourself, you tried to be quiet you really did but you weren’t successful you made so much noise that Yixing heard you.

He was watching some videos on Instagram since he couldn’t sleep and he heard you and the sounds you were making he froze not knowing what to do he could hear the moans you were trying to keep down.

He got a boner from herding you he had liked you for a while he liked the fact that you were so friendly and kind you always cooked for him and made sure he was taken care of when he was tired he started to see you in a different way and fall for you.

He couldn’t hold himself any longer so he pull his sweatpants and boxer down and place his hand on his thick hard cock, he could imagine you in your bed playing with yourself he wanted to get out of bed and get to you so he could make you feel good but obviously he didn’t so he stayed there jerking himself to the sweet sound you made.

Maybe one day he will confess and tell you just how much he likes you and how much he wishes to be the man who makes you happy but for now, he will try to come up with something.

Baekhyun:

He was already hard before he even heard you masturbating. He was watching something in the living room when you walked in looking for your phone you were wearing an oversized shirt and your underwear it was normal for you to do so and Baekhyun never said anything nor did he feel wired by having you walk around in an oversized shirt and panties.

When he looked to where you were he saw your butt and covered pussy he saw that you were wet he also knew what you will be up to when you find your phone and go back to your bedroom.

When you find your phone you go to your bedroom and pleasure yourself. Baekhyun took this opportunity and jerked himself off on the couch he didn’t need to hear you masturbating to get himself off he had done it before and this time wouldn’t be different the only thing he wished was to have you interested in his hand.

Baekhyun will try to impress you from day on he will try to do anything that he thinks you might find attractive he will try to cook for you or he will order your favorite food he will do anything to have you fall in love with him and hopefully he can replace your vibrator with his dick.

Jongdae:

He didn’t mean to watch you as you masturbate nor did he mean to jerk himself well doing so he was just doing his own thing at home and when he went to ask if you wanted to go out for dinner he opened your bedroom door he was used to doing a that with the boys so he thought you wouldn’t be any different.

When he opened the door he saw that you had a dildo inside your pussy and a vibrator on your clit he saw the way your body moved and he started to feel hot. He pull his cock out and started to jerk himself he wasn’t gonna denied the fact that you were attractive.

He was jerking himself really hard and cum by just seeing you he was in shock at what he had done he close your door without you noticing and run to his room to cool down and think about what he had seen and done.

When he walked out of his room an hour later he saw you walking out of your room as well he pretended he didn’t do or see anything and asked if you wanted to go out for dinner or eat there.

He asked Junmyeon what he should do he liked you but he wasn’t sure if you liked him back so he didn’t want to confess and get rejected so he asked Junmyeon for help obviously leaving out the part where he jerked off when he saw you masturbating.

Chanyeol:

He was always at the studio and rarely at home he was a busy guy and you understood. You usually had the apartment to yourself it was a normal thing you guys have been friends since you were in kindergarten so you both knew each other well and trusted one another.

Chanyeol always left you a note on the kitchen counter saying he will stay late at the studio or the time he might come home.

Today’s note said he was gonna come home late around two or three AM so to not wait for him to come home for dinner.

You had been stressed all week and wanted to relax so we’re in the bathroom taking a bath you had brought your vibrator with you. You thought you will be all alone so you didn’t worry about keeping quiet.

You were being loud so you didn’t hear Chanyeol coming home and calling your name he walked farther into the apartment when he heard you he heard the moaning and whimpering coming out of your mouth he knew what you were up to in there.

He stood outside the bathroom rubbing his dick through his pants he could feel himself getting hard he felt bad for standing there and hearing you but at the same time, he didn’t.

He walked to his room where he jerked off to the thought of you he knew he had to tell you about his crush he couldn’t keep it in anymore he had wanted to tell you for so long but after hearing you today he knew he had to.

Kyungsoo:

He called you to tell you he would be coming home late and to not worry about him and to go to bed early when he thought you hung up he heard your moaning he thought you had hurt yourself and was about to ask if you were okay then he heard you whimpering.

He knew what you were up to he was in shock he didn’t know what to do he wanted to hang up but he also wanted to hear your cute noises he liked you that’s why he asked you to move in with him he was planning on asking you out but didn’t know how.

Now hearing you he knew you weren’t the cute innocent girl he thought you were he wanted to run home and fuck your brains out but he knew he couldn’t he could only hear you pleasure yourself

He hung up before you could realize you didn’t hang up the phone save yourself from embarrassment he obviously was going to have a talk with you about this incident and also confess he had a feeling you liked him for the way you blush every time he catch you staring at him.

Jongin:

You and Jongin have known each other since you guys were eight years old back then you had told him you liked him but he rejected you telling you he liked another girl. That didn’t destroyed your friendship you took rejection like a champ.

Now that you guys were older he knew he liked you and he hoped you still had feelings for him and he didn’t hurt you too much back then.

One day he had come late from hanging out with Taemin he had told you he would be out and didn’t know at what time he would be back home so when he walked into the door he heard you moaning he froze he was about to cry he walk further down the hall to were your room as he saw the door open with the light on so he thought you had a guest over he was preparing to see a guy on top of you but when he got there he only saw you with your legs wide open and a vibrator on your pussy.

He felt relief he went from almost crying to horny seeing your wet pussy got him hard wanting to be the one who was between your beautiful legs he couldn’t do anything for now other than to watch you he felt like a creep but at the moment he didn’t care.

He left to his room before you finished or saw him. He went and jerked himself off moaning your name not caring if you heard him he hoped you could. He will talk to you tomorrow for now he will get himself off.

Sehun:

Sehun and I have been roommates for four years, you get along great and are best friends you both were so comfortable with each other and knew each other’s secrets.

One night Sehun had gone out with his bandmates and when he went out with them he would crash at one of their places for the night.

Thinking tonight wouldn’t be any different you decided to pleasure yourself and be as loud as you like since you will be home alone.

Well in the middle of you playing with yourself, your roommate comes home you obviously didn’t hear him. When he walked into the apartment he heard you he had an idea of what you were doing so he stayed frozen at the entrance of the apartment.

He had always liked you and he thought he made it obvious everyone knew he liked you except you so when he heard you moaning he got hard and didn’t know what to do.

After a while, he went to take a cold shower hoping it would help in any way but It didn’t so he jerked himself off to get relief.

He wanted to go to your room and fuck you but he hold the urge to do so out of respect and because he didn’t know if you liked him back.

He started in his room until the next day he pretended he didn’t come home early when you asked him if he stayed at one of the guy's places maybe he will tell you the truth someday but for now he will keep it to himself and pretended he didn’t jerk off at the thought of you.

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justwritedreams · 4 months

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Facetime calls with EXO members ❤️‍🩹

Morning calls definitely

So that your day starts more than well 🥹

I really think he's a very romantic guy

Like, very

So his morning calls would be very affectionate

To wish you a good day at work

Or to see your face when the flowers he sent you arrive in the morning 😍

Sometimes to show that he is at your door to give you a ride

Always say that he believes in you and loves you for the strength you have 😭

And I believe he would do this EVERY DAY

Maybe to make up for how much you miss him every time he's away

Oh and don't even get me started when he just starts singing to you!!

I'M GONNA CRY

I have to be honest, I don't think he's a big fan of facetime calls

Bc I think he prefers real life talks yk

Looking into the eyes, touching

But considering that both of you have busy schedules, talking on the phone is the solution

And I think with him it would be to relieve stress

You know, the escape valve from a tiring day

So most of the time it would be nocturnal

He just needs to hear your voice to forget everything else 🥹

You tell him how your day was so he can smile

No matter how silly the details are, he will want to know everything!!

And it's effective!

Bc as you talk to him, you can see that he is only paying attention to you

And when he didn't respond at all

You'd be like "what's up?"

And he would smile happily like "I love you, you know"

OH GOD 😭😭

Okay so, he is the father of two children

I'm almost sure that his calls would be to show something or teach something

For example, him teaching you how to change a light bulb when he's not home 🤣🤣

I don't know but I think that with him the calls would be about everyday life

How expensive the food is or him choosing what flavor of ice cream you want because he will bring it to you

Small everyday details that make a difference

He seems to me to be so light in the sense of living life as simply as possible

So he'll share whatever, even if it's a 15-second call lol

Oh and I don't doubt he would make a call in the middle of the night to make a dad joke

And would laugh loud enough to wake up all his neighbors, main singer privileges lol

Oh my poor baby 🥺

As much as this man travels for work, it's no surprise that most of the year you talk to each other on phone calls

I think with him it would be a mix of everything

And there wouldn't be a time bc well, jet lag sucks, right?

He would try to call you at a time that wouldn't disturb you

So he would always be worried about the time so you could rest

Even if it meant him staying up until dawn 🥹

It would be a long conversation, that's for sure

Bc I know he would want to share everything he did, saw or learned He would be super happy to show you the landscape outside the hotel he is staying in

But would be sad to be far from you 😞

He would try to act strong but deep down you know he just wanted to be with you

But you know, it would be a good idea for you to travel without him knowing and go to the door of his hotel room

And when he answered the door he would be holding his phone like "what are you doing here I am literally looking at your face on the phone?"

And you'd be like "surprise 😏"

Random, inconvenience and silly calls

I don't know how but his timing would be perfect for when you have a towel on your head after washing your hair

Or with your sheet mask on your face

And I know he's going to take a screenshot so he can use the photo as a meme

He would have a huge “I got you 😆” smile

And you'd be like "don't you dare🤨"

He would dare anyway

He would probably call you and say random things like "do you think aliens exist?"

And you would have a long debate

That wouldn't even have an ending

But it was just bc he really wanted to talk to you and bc he didn't have a specific topic

You would talk about everything

So at the end he makes a pout like "I miss you" 😭😭

Incurable romantic and you can't convince me otherwise

Hate calls but he do it anyway

Mainly to show where he is recording, be it a film, a series or an album

If it's a song, I think he'll want to know your opinion first than everyone else

Bc he knows you will be sincere and he takes a lot into consideration bc you know he works hard

He will end up confessing that the song he thought of you when composing it 🥹

And if it's a movie or series, he'll probably show you the clothes and accessories like "look they're going to give me a sword 😆 it's a fake one but okay🙄"

He will probably accidentally give you spoilers lol

Lowkey romantic okay but don't push him

He's just going to share it with you bc he's excited but it's going to have to be quick bc he has to record it soon

So the calls will be very quick

But they will have a greater meaning than it appears.

I'M NOT READY FOR THIS ONE 😭😭

Y'all know he's my bias, right

So, no one can convince me that this man won't literally compose a song for you on calls

He will simply call you to show him playing the piano or guitar

And if you don't look at him with the biggest "I'm madly in love with you" face YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!

He's a hopeless romantic okay??

Like, I can totally see sparks in those big eyes 😭😭😭

He will definitely sing to you until you sleep

And you would miss his proud and passionate smile that he would make

WHY AM I DOING THIS??

Neither of you will want to hang up lol

But eventually you will, always saying "I love you" to each other 😭😭😭

Okay sooo I think with him would be pretty cute at the beginning

And very spicy at the end if you know wHAT I MEAN

Night calls!!

He would start by talking about how his day was while simply eating like a normal person

But he's not really a normal person

Have you ever seen this man, seriously?

It would be very difficult not to get lost in the way he moves his lips to eat….

Yeah, he's a walking sin

So let's just say the night will end up pretty satisfying in parts for both of you

YOU GOT IT RIGHT??

I don't know why but I imagine him being very shy afterwards lol

You'd be like "well, that's not exactly how I wanted the night to end"

And he'd be like, "Did it at least relieve the stress enough for you?"

Well, okay maybe not that shy after all

Oh Sehun lol

He would call you constantly for "very important matters"

The matter 👇🏻

Giggling bc he call you to decide which outfit he should wear

And you'd be like "you look good in everything!"

And he'd be like "of course I know that 🙄 but I need help"

Eventually you would help him and he would be very grateful but embarrassed

Then he would try to shamelessly flirt with you in jest

"I look better without clothes but this one looks good

And you'd be like "why do you do that"

"Why? Do you deny that it's true? 🤨"

Yeah, he changes his personality pretty quickly

But you don't deny

Can you??

Honestly, he just needs an excuse to talk to you

He'll call you every time he dyes his hair!!

He's a baby so you don't have much to do

Except, praise him and say I love you

And actually say I love you, bc I can see him waiting for you to say it with that sassy face of his

Like "I don't want you to say me too, say it straight"

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aqupistau · 2 years

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‘‘ When a night that is beautiful like you falls in this sleepy world (I close my eyes) and quietly dream of you. ’’ — good night: exo

( sugar content? ✰ : personal fav / M : mature / ⚘ : fluff / ♧ : angst )

𓂃 🗝 ࣪˖՞ choose your barista & their specials ٪ ˖ ݁ .

└ ✒️ byun baek-hyun / baekhyun

The Way Back Home [ ⚘ · drabble ]

"If I were a sleepy sea otter and you were also a sleepy sea otter, would you hold my hand so that we won't float away from each other?"

G-Docs Chatroom [ ⚘ · drabble ]

An Anonymous Chinchilla has accessed the document.

└ ✒️ park chan-yeol / chanyeol

An Unexpected Help [ ⚘ · drabble ]

Chanyeol races against time as he attempts to tie his necktie for the millionth time for a job interview that would start in a few minutes. He’s trying his best not to break down in the middle of the busy street, then comes you, a stranger, offering a hand to tie his neck tie.

└ ✒️ do kyung-soo / d.o

Unintentional [ ✰ · M · oneshot ]

Your first impression of your neighbor didn't end well for you, but it was the opposite for him. After eavesdropping his conversation about you next door and him singing a song of romantic interest for you—lyrics filled with undressing you off in your Versace dress, you gain the same pining for him and end up following every lyrics of his song.

9:25 PM [ ✰ · ⚘ · timestamp ]

"Sleep well." I love you.

└ ✒️ kim jong-in / kai

The Tension Game [ M · oneshot ]

In what seems like a busy and worrisome planning and waiting period before the wedding day, your friend challenges you to play a game. A game that every sexual couple would despise, and you and Jongin have no choice but to play.

11:10 PM [ ✰ · ⚘ · timestamp ]

"Now—do I have permission to clean your makeup off?"

└ ✒️ oh se-hun / sehun

Arched [ M · oneshot ]

You were exhausted after being busy at work. Back arched as you try to release the tension in your spine with your chiro stretcher. It’s just your usual routine whenever you come home from work, although Sehun sees it another way.

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December on the couch | Kjm

Kim Junmyeon x fem!reader

Plot:you and your best friend,Junmyeon,decide to entertain yourselves in a different way

Warnings:dom!Junmyeon,fingering, unprotected sex (don’t do this at home!!),18+

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Author’s notes:the first Junmyeon os is finally out!! I couldn’t wait anymore to write for my ultimate bias. This story has been in my drafts for a while but now here we are. Enjoy!

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“We’re best friends,we love each other completely”

The sun was disappearing behind the buildings of a cold Seoul. It was December:the month of presents and Christmas trees,but also of snow and fever;that was why,after studying all day with your best friend,Junmyeon,you had decided to cook pizza to warm yourselves up;and,since it had been snowing for days,you also proposed him to sleep on your couch that night.

After accepting your offer,Junmyeon sat next to you,welcoming your legs on his lap while scrolling through his phone.

“Aren’t you cold?” he asked,his fingers stroking the soft skin of your ankles:the only things protecting you from the low temperatures were an oversized sweater and a pair of white socks,but you were more than okay with that,your house was a warm place.

“I’m used to it,and it’s not cold in here” you replied

Junmyeon nodded,putting his phone on the table in front of you

“Anything we can do to pass the time while we wait for our dinner to be ready?” he then asked.

You started thinking,giving a glance to the ceiling

“I’ve got Monopoly,Cluedo,Uno…” you counted the games with your fingers,stopping any now and then to think about what you had in the house.

In the meantime,Junmyeon was staring at you,still stroking his fingers along your legs,going as high as he could

“Stop” you giggled. He was tickling you.

“Why would I?”

“I don’t like being tickled,you know”

“That’s why I’m not stopping” he moved his body weight in order to top you. His hands slipped along your legs,sliding under your sweater,up to your tummy

“Stop! I said stop!” you were laughing in front of a satisfied Junmyeon who knew he was playing with your weak spot.

You grabbed his shoulders,trying to push him away,but you achieved the opposite as you dragged him closer.

Suddenly the laughters stopped.

Junmyeon looked into your eyes,licking his lips. His breath was warming up the skin of your cheeks while the delicate smell of his fresh clean clothes filled your nostrils. How much you liked it. You didn’t remember the last time you were that close;maybe it happened only once,in high school,when,without even knowing why,the two of you ended up kissing in the backyard of the school. It was your first kiss…and also the best you had ever received.

“I’ve got something better in mind than Monopoly” the boy whispered with his usual silky voice.

“W-what is it?” your breath was stuck in your throat. The distance between your lips got shorter, until they touched.

Junmyeon’s thumb found his place on your chin and tilted your had on the side. The kiss was tender,as tender as Junmyeon himself had always been. It seemed like he had no rudeness in his body.

“Junmyeon-you mumbled his name in the kiss as he distanced himself of a few inches to let you speak-we’re supposed to be best friends…”

“We are. We’re best friends,we love each other completely” he talked,sliding his hand underneath your sweater to satisfy his need of skinship.

At those words you bit your lips,with your breath getting heavier. You immediately understood what he had in his mind,but it had been a while since you had sex,which made you feel unconfident,that was why you were reluctant in fucking with someone you knew so well. You were scared of being judged. However,on the other hand,you couldn’t deny that your whole self was screaming its attraction to the boy:your lower body tingled as soon as your skins touched and a not unusual need of feeling him close had risen inside you.

“Everything will be fine,I promise you” Junmyeon whispered into your hear,kissing the side of your chin before reaching your neck. You instinctively moved your head aside to give him access,thinking about how easy it was for him to read you. You were an open book to him,which was incredible considering you had never been someone whose feelings were easy to understand.

The boy’s lips started sucking on your skin,drawing purple marks everywhere. Behind your hear,under your chin;he even lowered the neck of your sweater to leave hickeys on your collarbone . He was the painter while you were his canvas,and you liked it,damn if you liked it.

Your hand interwove in his hair. Eyes shut as you were enjoying his fingers wandering all over your body. He started drawing lines on your skin,going up,until he touched your breasts. A whine of yours filled the air.

“You like it,angel?” he demanded,looking at you from under his lashes. You nodded:flushed cheeks and a slightly open mouth were already adorning Junmyeon’s painting,it didn’t matter if he was just at the beginning.

“You look so pretty when we cross our lines. I wish I could do this more often” he said,lifting your sweater up to kiss the skin above your white pants. Another moan escaped your mouth.

“Take this off for me,you don’t need it” he said,and with that you were now naked under a needy Junmyeon. Embarrassed,you blushed and tried to cover yourself,but the brunette shook his head and moved your arms aside.

“There’s no need to hide:you’re so beautiful. I wanna se everything” he gently kissed your lips,while his hands found their way to your breasts,touching your soft flesh. The contact of his skin with yours seemed unreal and perfect,how much you liked him.

“F-fuck-you panted,throwing your head back-I-need you Myeon”

“I need you too sweetheart-he grabbed your hand,squeezing it in his palm before letting you touch the buldge in his gym trousers-look what you’ve done to me”

“Ohw” that was everything you were able to say. Junmyeon was slowly and gently driving you to the edge. It was so much in character for him:he had never been bossy,he spent his entire life leading people with calm and knowledge.

“I’ll do it for you” you talked in a breath of sound,stroking your fingers against the cloth of his trousers,but Junmyeon shook his head,blocking your hands above your had.

“No angel,I didn’t tell you so. Be a good girl”

“I’m-I’m sorry-“ you tried to talk, but you got interrupted by his free hand sliding in between your legs.

“You’re so soft” he whispered,caressing your entrace. You squeezed your thighs around his wrist,trying to find some relief as your lower body was tingling like crazy. You also tried to free your hands,but his grip was too tight.

“Don’t make me mad,princess” he whispered,glancing at your fingers

“I’m s-sorry…I just…Myeon-“ your voice was low,small as you made eye-contact,noticing how eagerly and sweetly he was looking at you. There was something with him in that moment,something that you couldn’t understand but that made you believe that no man in the world was as beautiful as Kim Junmyeon was.

“What is it angel,you don’t like it?” he kept moving the palm of his hand up and down,along the cloth of your pants. You shivered as your chest became heavier and your breath shorter. Saying that you had never touched yourself without thinking about him doing that for you would’ve been a lie,because you did,unwillingly maybe,but you surely did many times.

“No…I like it. I think I like it too much,Myeon. Please I-“

“Don’t be impatient-he interrupted you,moving your slip aside as he started stroking your clit-good girls are always rewarded”.

Your mouth widened as he started drawing circles with his index. You threw your head back,shutting your eyes. Your body was slowly getting filled by pleasure. You weren’t used to that feeling anymore.

“I know what you’re looking for,princess” he whispered to your hear. His butter voice embraced you,rising your body temperature so much that you felt like melting. You whined,then the boy slid his fingers inside you.

“Myeon-“ you could barely talk as his index hit the right spot,the one which sent you on cloud nine. He was so great at making you feel good.

“We’re almost there babygirl,do it for me” he murmured as you were getting wetter and wetter,until you reached your release.

Junmyeon looked at you from above,a smirk appeared on his lips as he licked his index:

“You’re so tasty princess. Shall we carry on?”

You were panting so much that you couldn’t answer,you just bit your lips and stared at the boy with your big needy eyes that spoke for you. Junmyeon’s hand grabbed your chin as his thumb caressed your pinky lips;he then took his shirt and your pants off,spreading your legs to eat you.

“Myeon-” a loud moan escaped your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. His fingers deep dug in the flesh of your thighs while yours interwove in his brown hair. He seemed scared of losing you,as if you would’ve ran away and left,but you would’ve never been able to do such a thing,not with him pleasing you so well.

You were a mess of whines and moans while begging the boy do to more:you wanted everything he could give you.

Junmyeon’s head rose as he licked his lips,getting on top of you once again.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted-he whispered,taking off his trousers-but now you have something to do for me. Will you,beautiful angel?”

“I will do anything…-you panted-anything you ask me,Myeon”

“Good girl-he grabbed your chin-from now on I want you to look at me. Will you do that,sweetheart?”

“I-I will”

“That’s what I wanted to hear-he kissed your lips-you’ll like it,I promise”

Junmyeon held you by the hips. His hands perfectly fitting your waist,making you believe that no one else in the world should’ve taken his place on that couch,nor on your bed.

“Are you ready,angel?” he asked in a whisper;you nodded,and with that he finally slid inside you.

“Oh my God..” you whined,staring in his beautiful chocolate eyes. You could see the lust in his dilated pupils while he thrusted inside you. His pace was slow,precise,and gentle. He went deep,hitting the right spot.

You held onto his well built shoulders,scratching them a few times while breathing faster and faster.

“Tell me you belong to me sweetheart” the boy talked,his eyes still chained to yours

“I-I do Junmyeon. I-I belong to you and no one else”

At those words shivers of pleasure went along his spine,making his movements sloppier. You knew he was close,and so were you.

He gave a few more thrusts,they were rough this time,but you liked them:they took your breath away.

“I don’t-I don’t wanna hurt you…” he murmured,without breaking eye-contact

“But-I-I really like it…” you replied,feeling Junmyeon’s grip tighten on your body before a loud moan escaped his mouth,preceding his release

“Fuck…-he whined as his seed filled you. He couldn’t hold on if you talked to him like that,with the soft needy voice of yours that made his head spin-now-he stuttered still on his orgasm -now one more time angel,come one more time for me…”

“Oh my God…” you moaned out loud,following him with your climax. The idea of you being his and him being yours,only yours,was your biggest weakness,but you had realised it only on the spot.

The two of you started at each other for a few more seconds before you moved your body aside,letting Junmyeon lay down next to you.

His chest was moving up and down,fast,as he was trying to catch his breath. His forehead was sweaty and his hair were messy,but you swore he was ethereal.

With a gentle shift of his body,Junmyeon stretched one of his arms out so you could rest your head on his shoulder. You did so,wrapping yours around his waist while a hand of his rested on your back,caressing your skin.

Junmyeon looked at you,there still was a hint of lust in his eyes:

“How much I wanted this…” he whispered in your hear,making your heart skip a bit

“Have you?” you asked,in a breath of sound

He gently grabbed your face,making eye-contact

“You’re all I dream about” he talked,placing a kiss on top of your head before hearing the timer for your pizza go off in the kitchen.

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haveanotherkpopblog · 1 year

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An EXO Interactive

Boss

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon/Suho x You

Genre: Fluff, Non-Idol!AU, Office!AU

Word Count: ~1K

Warnings: TBD

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Today was Y/N’s first day of work. She hardly slept the night prior and her stomach continued to do somersaults as she tried to get ready. She had confidence in her skills, but the first day on a new job could be nerve wracking. Moreso when she considered she was now working for an exclusive company.

She stood in front of her full-length mirror, eyeing her outfit appreciatively. She wanted to make a good first impression on everyone by showing them she was a professional and should be treated as such. But she also wanted to be comfortable and approachable, coming off as stuck-up was not at the top of her to-do list. Simplicity was key: a nice blouse, black jeans, and black tennis shoes.

Stepping out of her room, she went to the kitchen to grab a water bottle. She didn’t know how this company was. In her old job, she was always traveling and barely had any time to stop and take a drink. Especially if she had to do a lot of setting up. Being a photographer wasn’t as glamorous as Hollywood made it out to be. There was a lot of running around: setting up cables, making sure lights were working and at the appropriate strength, dealing with whiny models who insisted they knew better than the photographer. The list was endless. She heard Nari’s door open and her shuffle out. She hadn’t known what to expect when she met the purple haired woman. She was loud and abrasive and nothing like the sort of person Minseok would have associated with. Yet, after only a few days spent together, you’d have thought they’d been friends for years. Nari was easy-going and fairly accepting of everyone.

“Morning,” she called, filling her bottle up with water. She mumbled something incoherent, hands stumbling around the counter for the coffee pot. Another thing Y/N had learned was that Nari was not a morning person. “Well I’m off.” She grabbed her camera bag and her portfolio and headed towards the door.

“Knock ‘em dead.” Nari raised her coffee cup as Y/N left to meet up with Minseok for coffee and breakfast.

***

As she stepped through the coffee shop door, coffee filled her nose as it wafted through the air. She hummed, content in the friendly atmosphere. She spotted Minseok already at their usual table, drinks ready. He glanced over then did a double take, smiling. She took the seat across from him. “How’re you feeling?” he asked as she sipped her coffee. “Excited? Nervous? Are you going to scream? Dance? Cry? Throw up?” “Yes.”

“Don’t worry your pretty, little head.” He laughed, eyes crinkling as he leaned forward. “You’re going to be just fine, and with that outfit, you’re definitely dressed to impress,” he assured you. “I have a friend who works there looking out for you as well, so don’t worry.”

“The amount of connections you have is crazy.” She smiled, taking another sip of coffee.

“You better get going. You don’t wanna be late on your first day.”

***

From the outside, the building seemed to disappear into the sky. Windows covered almost the entire perimeter, making the whole building sparkle and shine. Y/N took a minute to stare up at it. It was breathtaking, especially with the hint of a garden peeking over the roof. Taking a deep breath, she approached the front doors and stepped inside.

The inside was as modern and sleek as the interior of a building could be. The floor was bright, white tiles that reflected the overhead lights greatly. The furniture and hard surfaces were all black and looked in pristine condition.

On the dark colored walls, pictures of beautiful people dressed in beautiful clothing and standing in beautiful landscapes hung for everyone to admire. And as much as she’d have liked to admire them, she had to meet her boss, and that was a meeting she was not going to miss.

She turned to the front desk where a young woman, around her age, sat. She was flipping through a fashion magazine, her long, blonde hair falling freely over her shoulder. Her presence was slightly unsettling as she looked like she could be a model.

“Um, hello?” Y/N called, stepping closer to the desk.

“Hi.” The woman set the magazine down, her perfectly manicured hand flipping her hair over her shoulder. “How may I help you?”

“I’m, uh, I’m supposed to meet Mr.--Mr. Kim,” she stuttered out, mentally cursing herself. “I’m Y/N L/N.” The woman turned to her computer, typing. “Aha! Here you are.” Her voice was soft and airy, matching perfectly with her effortless appearance. “I’ll let Mr. Kim know you’re here.” She stood up from her chair, not very tall even with her black heels, and bustled away towards the hallway, her heels echoing against the marble floor.

The woman’s kind demeanor, even after she’d made a slight joke of herself, shocked Y/N. She was used to others snickering and throwing passive-aggressive comments at her. It was a breath of fresh air. She took a seat on the nearby catch, observing the people coming and going. There was a wide assortment of people to look at. Some wore extravagant clothing from Gucci and Valentino magazines, others were clad in torn jeans and oversized sweatshirts, and some were a weird but refreshing mix. None of them paid much attention to you, focused on their projects and with each other.

Heels tapping against the floor alerted her that the receptionist was back. She gave her a bright smile. “Mr. Kim is ready to see you.” She stepped aside, holding her hand out towards the hallway she’d return from.

Y/N stood, taking a deep breath. She followed the receptionist down the hall to an elevator. The entire elevator ride was silent, save for the soft jazz playing through the speakers. Once the doors opened, the receptionist placed her foot out, turning to face her.

“Now, you’ll go to the end of the hall and knock. Wait to be called in, and don’t worry. You’ll be fine.” She pushed Y/N out the elevator and let the doors closed.

Once she was alone, she let out a shaky breath, moving to the nearby wall. Nothing made her more nervous than someone saying, “Don’t be nervous.” It had the total opposite effect. She swallowed thickly.

Walking down the hallway, she gazed at the pictures that hung on the wall. They were gorgeous. They were mostly landscapes, but the picture that really caught her eye was the only black and white one. The picture was of a park, and sitting on the grass, smiling at something off camera, was a man with probably the best side profile she’d ever laid eyes on. “Another time,” she promised herself. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A muffled voice beckoned her inside, but she was not prepared for what, or who, she saw.

She was expecting her boss to be old, weird, a cigar connoisseur, or something like that. She hadn’t been prepared for a handsome young man, around her age, with beautiful blonde hair, sitting behind a desk littered with her photos.

Her breath caught in her throat as he glanced up at her with calm eyes and a kind smile. “Good morning, Ms. L/N.” He stood up, buttoning his blazer. “My name is Kim Junmyeon. It’s a pleasure to finally put a face to the name. He moved around his desk, offering his hand. “The pleasure’s all mine.” It came out breathier than she’d intended, but he made no mention of it. “I’m looking forward to working. Here. Working here.” He chuckled softly, folding his arms over his chest. She did her best to keep her focus on his face and not on the fact that she could see the outline of his biceps struggling against the sleeves of his blazer. “Ms. L/N, I’ve reviewed your work, along with some of my top photographers, and we all agree you have amazing potential.” He reached into his blazer and pulled out a pair of glasses, slipping them on. He turned around and grabbed a folder. “You demonstrate a clear understanding of the camera, and the models I spoke to sung high praises. You were remarked as ‘an easy-going person who made the whole experience amazing’ and ‘dedicated with a creative eye and strong work ethic’.” He set the folder down, removing his glasses.

“However,” he continued, “I see you’ve only ever worked as an intern, filling in when needed at your old job. You have a clear talent, so why didn’t you ever go for a raise or promotion?”

She puckered her lips before drawing them into a thin line, brows furrowing. “Well, I did ask for a promotion. For several years, but I was always rejected in favor of others and for other reasons.”

“‘Other reasons’?” He quirked a brow, crossing his arms over his chest again. “Self-respect and the refusal to subject myself to… unsavory acts.” She leant her head forward, watching as the light bulb went on in his head.

“Ah. Understandable. Well I can assure you Ms. L/N, I do not tolerate that type of behavior here, and hope you find this environment much more suitable.”

“Does that mean…”

“The job is yours,” he assured her. She could have jumped around the room from all the excitement bubbling in her, but she refrained, giving him a big grin. “Well, I’m pleased to have you as a part of the KMC family. I’ll go over standard rules and operations with you, then I’ll let Soo Min, the receptionist, show you around.

“In the office and on photoshoots, I ask that you keep a firm level of professionalism at all times. This is a business not a playground or high school. There are no rules against relationships, romantic or platonic, but PDA is to be kept to a bare minimum.

“Outside of office hours, please do not refer to me as Mr. Kim. This job ages me enough. Junmyeon is fine, and feel free to say hi if you see me outside of work. I want to build a friendly and familiar environment. If you have any questions, comments or concerns, please feel free to ask or email me.” “Of course Mr. Kim. Thank you so much for this opportunity. I promise to live up to the expectations.” She gave him a bow, cheeks starting to grow sore from smiling so hard. He flashed her a dazzling smile, bowing his head. He gestured towards the door and she had to refrain herself from running out. Everything had worked out great.

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