#ham jinsik x reader
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k hear me out....xikers(legal line ofc) catching you masturbating?
💌 — HEARING YOU OUT MY BELOVED!!! HEARING YOU OUT.
Warnings — Smut focused, MDNI.
Once Minjae hears the soft string of pleading words slip through the cracks of your door he comes to a complete stop, his senses spiked by what sounds like his name being called, subconsciously drawn out by the sweltering pleasure that’s thick in your stomach from the work of your fingers running slick against your clit.
He knows he shouldn’t be sitting outside of your room like this, cock stirring heavy against the harsh denim of his pants, what if one of the members were to find him like this? So engulfed by the faintest lick of you he’s only experiencing through sound alone, pathetically drooling over the possibility of you pleasing yourself to what he assumes is the image of him.
His ears just barely catch at the wet sound that actively drowns out your soft squeaks, bed dipping under your weight as you thrash, dedicated to bringing yourself to that ever so inviting peak, but it’s just simply too good.
Poor thing is so nervous, so overwhelmed that his hands are clammy against the handle of your door, the only thing he knows that if it isn’t now it would surely be never, so he takes his chances and cracks the door open, the sight before him making his knees buckle, saliva thick in his mouth.
You’re spread so pretty, sheets a rippled mess over your body, bare skin peaking out here and there, he more than expects to receive a scolding and to be locked out just as quickly as he got in, but instead you’re so timid in beckoning him over that he melts, already too far gone to care about the embarrassment of being walked in on, it being done on purpose or not is nothing of concern when it’s him that’s intruding.
He’s so restrained in your fragile state, works you into this unfamiliarity with him by kissing you so sweetly, his tongue a softness you’ve never felt as he licks his way into your mouth, there’s no power dynamic in the way he moulds into you, he just simply wants to continue feeling the parts of you that he’s only known through vaguely assembled dreams, but god is it so much better than he could’ve ever imagined.
“Could hear you,” he says in a knowing yet sweet tone, watching, letting you drag his hand downwards. “what if someone else got here before I did? Are you that desperate, or am I falling right into your trap?” His breathing is full in his chest, the nerves dwindling as he focuses on the jump of your hips, nerves twitching, in dire need to be satiated by his touch. “Hm?” He coaxes, slipping his hand further back, coating himself in your arousal all the way down to the proximal point of his finger. “C’mon sweet girl, words.”
In short he’d be so talkative, needs to hear that you want him, that you need him, is willing to tease just so he can get the broken string of words out of you. He’s the type to still be considerate of your state, continues to please you but doesn’t actually fuck you until he knows you’re 100% certain, that there’s no impulsivity present to cloud your judgement. In the aftermath If it becomes more of a fwb situation he’s so relentless about teasing you, even in front of the guys, alludes to the two of you having a thing very heavily but he’d never directly say it.
Junmin swears he didn’t just see what he thought he did, right? I mean, sure, it’s his fault for being nosy, and maybe, possibly partially due to the fact that he has the most serious crush on you that he’s ever had in his whole entire life, so he just had to silently sneak around your house to find out what’s been keeping you so long after having excused yourself 30 minutes ago with a fleeting comment about going to change into your pyjamas, but that was too long of time spent separately from you, that’s why he’s absolutely gobsmacked at the sight of you with a pillow stuffed between your legs, leisurely rocking yourself further into the soft pressure, your body left with what leaves very little to the imagination.
You know he’s there, why else would you be wearing what you are? Plus he wasn’t exactly as slick as he thought, so you kick up the reactions, breathy “Min”s making him tense up as you rock a little heavier, faster, his ears perk up at the sound, you’re the only one who refers to him as Min, and he couldn’t mistake himself with Minjae, the two of you aren’t that close.
A troubled whine vibrates from his throat before he can stop it, a hand slapping over his mouth in panic as he takes a heavy step back from the door. “Min?” You call softly, still breathless from your performance, fuck you’re making him so hard. “Junmin?” You reiterate a little louder, pulling yourself back down to the mattress, pillow held between your hands as you wait patiently. “Come here please,” now you’ve got his heart thumping its way up into his throat, “need you.” and you’re going to be the reason he’s laid out unconscious on this floor if you don’t stop.
Hesitantly he reveals himself, his eyes cute and curious as he very carefully slips into your room, conscious to not open it too wide as if someone else were to see, the others were still downstairs, as noisy and distracted as ever, you’d have time. “Ne-Uh, need help with,” he’s struggling to swallow down his nerves, it doesn’t help that he can’t stop looking at you. “with what?”
“You know what.”
In a matter of minutes you’ve got him sat back against the headboard of your bed, fisting shyly at his cock while he watches the show you put on for him, too focused on the way you move, how unreal you look, so pretty fucking yourself just for him that he’s a little startled at your voice as you coax: “Min, faster-” and he’s so quick to submit to your directions, letting out the cutest whimpers as he struggles to keep his eyes open, just wants to see you, watch you, but he’s already so close to cumming.
“Please! Wan’ more, wanna keep watching, shit-”
Once the both of you have finished he becomes so cuddly, just a babbling, incoherent puddle in your hands, sweet boy just wants to be held:( he’s so the type to keep muttering out a slur of indecipherable nonsense, even when you’ve finally got your arms wrapped around him with his head nuzzled warmly against your chest, he keeps going, doesn’t have a thing to say, just sounds of pure contentment, he swears it’s the coziest he’s ever been, pressing small wet kisses to your skin before he promptly crashes out.
Sumin can’t tell what he thinks, you’re so cute, obviously, so eager to imitate the feelings he provokes out of you once you’ve got him riled up and ready, but simultaneously a little offended, which is why he’s so firm on you continuing but this time with his guidance, his supervision, because apparently you’re now capable of fucking yourself into delirium that he doesn’t want to cut you short of it for even a second.
“Nope,” he declines of your attempt to weakly pull down his hand, abruptly tugging himself from your grasp just so he can rest it limply at his hip, the sight of his veins running thick up his forearms isn’t helping your case at all. “you’ve got it.” He insists.
He’s so mean, refuses to even look you in the eyes as he forces you to get off by your hands alone, the most he’ll do is gently rest his fingers over yours anytime your pace slows more than he’d like, urging them to start moving against you’re puffy clit again with his aid. “You were so confident baby, where’d that go? Hm?” His voice runs so deep, a sharp rasp to it that has your back arching in restlessness, the sheets warm, sticky under you from how long he’s been forcing you to “keep going”
It takes quite a while but eventually you crack him with promise that it “just doesn’t feel as good as you” and he’s quick to move, although he doesn’t do it without a heavy sigh, having become not as impatient himself, but more so just wanting to make his girl feel good he doesn’t waste time stripping of his pesky clothes, and he can’t say he hates the way your hands are all over him as soon as he’s holding himself firmly above you, the way they drag up his stomach, the dense ridges of his skin a feeling you’ve gone without for far too long, your nails flit up to his shoulders where they sink into place once he’s pushing his cock into you.
Hair curtaining over his eyes as he watches the way you suck him in, so greedy in the way you pull tight around him when he’s trying to ease back out, the drag of his cock slow until he stops, a frown wearing at his face, “Stop, you’ve finally got what you’ve been wanting, begging me for, remember? The tears running down your face as you cried so pathetically: ‘Please, please baby- just need you inside of me’ and now you want to keep acting like a brat?”
He lifts a hand free from bearing his own weight, grabbing you firmly by your jaw to keep your line of sight directly on him, “you gonna stop now? If you do maybe I’ll cum inside of you, ‘s what you want, right?” You nod, lip quivering, he’s quick to press a kiss to your pouty face, shifting himself further up so he can suck your tongue into his mouth as his thrusts proceed in full, a little heavier, a little more intent on making you reach your end, because the faster it comes the faster he can get back to fucking you, wants you crying again but only because of how many times he can make you cum.
I don’t think I have anything more to add other than him being mean is so 😵💫 isn’t hesitant to pin your legs wherever he needs them to be, he’s just so teasing, constantly: “And you thought you could make your own legs shake like this?” He’s so confident in knowing his way around your body that he could laugh at you for even thinking you could make yourself cum, he’s such a service!dom but doesn’t so easily give in, takes pride in making you a mindless mess, because who else could do to you what he does? Definitely not you.
“Feels good honey?” Jinsik asks, an entertained smile on his face as his head falls to the side, finding joy in your surprised expression. “It must since you’re already so wet, what’re you thinking about?” He’s so casual about it, taking his time to shoulder off his sweater as he makes his way over to the couch you occupy. “is it me?” His tone is genuine, yet you can’t help but wonder if he’s trying to be funny about it, the neediness clouding your ability to pick him apart, all you know is that right now he just looks so beautiful, the black glasses propped on the bridge of his nose, his hair soft, not styled, fuck.
“Can you keep going please? I like watching, think you look so pretty my love.”
Who are you to deny him? He sets himself up in front of you comfortably, and if you weren’t so lost to your own pleasure surely you’d be embarrassed by how close, how intently he watches you. He’s so sweet to you, but is so incredibly hard from how you’re clutching at his arm tightly, whining out his name like he’s the one fucking you, god you’re irresistible, can’t help but ask: “Can I use my mouth? Please, need to feel you on my tongue.” And as soon as your fingers run wet over his bottom lip with a nod he’s pulling your legs to rest over his shoulders, heels digging into his back as soon as he’s gently licking your folds apart, the thickness of your arousal drenching his tongue, smearing further over his face in his motions as he drags heavy stripes back and forth, easing you in.
His eyes are so cute, can’t help but search for the way your face screws up when he’s sucking at your clit, his tongue running ticklish against it between his lips. At first it’s solely for your pleasure… until he really gets into it and is just there solely indulging in you for himself, loves making those obscenely loud slurping noises, his fingers searching for yours so they can lock together.
“Can you touch yourself for me?” Is a frequently asked question, it could be so sudden and out of nowhere but it’s so hard to deny him when he asks so cutely, his expression so soft, his pretty eyes so expectant it’s a struggle getting ‘no’ out of you whenever he’s requesting something of you, ugh he’s so😞 doesn’t even manage watching you for long before he’s asking you permission for him to touch himself too :(
Making small 15-20 minute calls to you throughout the day is a normal thing for Hyunwoo, and although his schedule could be a little disorderly at times he always managed to make it happen, he just didn’t expect to catch you at a time that would have him muting himself whilst dashing to a vacant room, one preferably with a lock.
“Tell me what you’re doing baby,” he says, the tips of his fingers lightly toying with the buckle of his belt. “wanna know how you’re touching yourself for me.”
He feeds off of the staticky whine in return that you huff out, frustrated that he just had to be working right now instead of touching you himself. “‘m not, won’t be able to finish.” He can hear your legs swiping restlessly at the cold sheets, trying to keep the thrumming pulse between your thighs to a minimum as your fingers work slowly at pumping in and out, but it’s hard when he sounds so pretty like this.
“You’re such a liar”
You have no reason to keep up the facade when he’s already caught on, he knows you too well, your pace increases, legs shifting further apart, “inside-” you gasp out.
“Mmh, two?”
“Two.”
The thin metal band that keeps the leather in place slips out of the hole as he tugs it loose around his waist, his zipper undone, jaw pulled tight once he’s got his length held heavy in his hand, his pressure light as fingers run up and down experimentally. “Put your phone down and your other hand to use, yeah? Just how you like it.” You move quickly, doing exactly as he says, and once he hears the pitch of your voice heighten he’s tipping over, cheeks sucked in as saliva gathers onto his tongue and is quickly dripping it onto the head of his cock, his fingers catching as it slides down, smearing it further.
“Can’t believe you, shit- have me jerking off while I’m working. But fuck, need you so bad baby… so, so bad.”
Holds the phone close to his mouth so you can hear better when he cums😣 also the type to ask for pictures, loves the visuals, gets so geeked!!! You’re like caffeine to him, is so rejuvenated when returning back to his members like he wasn’t just saying complete and utter filth to you over the phone :b is always shooting you a quick message after, telling you that he loves you and that he can’t wait to come back home, so cuddly and affectionate with you when you’re finally back in his arms.
I haven’t slept in quite a while, so forgive me if some of this is incoherent, I’ll go back over it to edit when I have the energy:,)
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[DAY 18] masterlist ᡣ𐭩 !
- my love all mine all mine , mitski 💿 ; love letters
♡list : @yzerpoz , @imthisclosetokms , @rizzkisworld , @hyvelxve , @dogyunslover , @starryriize
Flipping through the pages of your fictional book, you come to find another love note that was inside an envelope, a red heart and your name sketched on the front. You smile at seeing your usual selection of candy, but unknowingly frown when opening up the letter. You didn’t know what, but it felt like something different waited for you, other than the silly pickup lines the writer would write. And you come to think it's true, noticing how the color of the pen was different, not the typical black but this time dark red. You also noticed how the handwriting wasn't as neat, but scribbled, like it was written in fear, like the writer quickly wrote down whatever he had to say and stuffed it into the envelope before he could second guess himself. Your heart skips a beat but you convince yourself that nothing bad will happen, that you’ll be receiving these letters until the end of existence.
Could I send up my heart to you?
I’ve been thinking about this for a while and although I feel too much of a coward, I just can't take it anymore. I’ve been thinking about you, longing for you for years. I want to see your smile up close instead of hiding behind something or hearing it through my friends. I want to take you out on nice dates instead of thinking I'm a creep for daydreaming about such things. I want my heart to stop bursting out my chest anytime you’re near. I want to stop getting so red that I'll eventually give myself away. I want to talk to you with my voice, instead of writing through paper. I’ve been wanting to sing to you, after hearing through my friends that you’ve been having trouble sleeping. I want to stop relying on my friends and rely on my heart.. Which is why i'm writing this in the first place
I want to get to know you.. I want you to know me. I want to love you, will you let me?
I found a nice cafe so we can hopefully meet. This weekend on saturday? xx-xxx. They have those little strawberry cat cupcakes you love so much.
-the boy whose finally shooting his shot, jinsik
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Blown a Fuse
group: xikers
pair: bf!jinsik x fem!reader
genre: fluff, established relationship
word count: 343
content: kisses ♡
a/n: I KEPT THINKING ABT THIS I HAD TO WRITE IT EVEN IF ITS SO SHORT
Your eyes naturally closed as Jinsik's hands met your cheeks, gently pulling you in so that your lips could collide.
You two had ended up in the very corner of the practice room after Jinsik got frustrated with the choreography he'd been trying and failing to memorise for days now. You, being the wonderful girlfriend you are, followed him to where he was slouching in the corner and offered him a few kisses to cheer him up, to which he could never ever refuse.
His hands slid down to your waist to hold your body against his, his back pressed to the wall. Your hands moved from their position resting on his chest to his jaw, holding his face so that he stayed close as you laid your lips on his softly over and over again. The sounds of your repeated sighs filled the room, along with tiny suction sounds with every little kiss.
Jinsik had a habit of humming as he got immersed in kisses, and this time was no exception, a few little “hmm”s escaping with every press of your gradually numbing lips to his. It was cute. He was cute.
You gently began running a finger over his jawline, his lips parting slightly with a little gasp but his kisses never ceasing. God, he was too cute. You couldn't help but tease him a little.
You kissed him a few more times before gently taking his bottom lip between your teeth and nibbling lightly, letting go just to giggle softly, whisper “I love you” and start kissing him again. Except he wasn't kissing back anymore.
You pulled back and let your eyes flutter open to meet his dazed and flustered gaze, looking down at you through barely opened eyelids.
“...Jinsik…?” You whispered softly, and it's as if his knees suddenly gave way, him sliding to the ground and taking you with him. You'd completely and totally overloaded him. Short circuited him. His face a brighter red than you ever thought possible and his eyes shut like he'd passed out.
“Jinsik!”
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a virgin's dream
in which: jinsik has even more to learn (wink wonk)
pair: idol!jinsik/afab!reader
word count: 2.3k
content: smut, first time sex, sofa sex, unprotected sex (remember to wrap it up irl!), slight cockwarming?, completely consensual!
author's note: as promised, here's the second part to virgin!jinsik because we definitely developed further than just the bj @eyeryis
tag list: @eyeryis @sinnarols
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part one | part two
“Baby,” you told Jinsik as you wiped your mouth and stood up. “I’ll be right back, okay? Don’t move.”
“Huh?!”
And with that, you disappeared, leaving Jinsik all sorts of flustered— there he was, naked from the waist down and covered in his own cum. He was panicking internally for about two minutes before you returned. You saw tears prick his eyes and immediately cupped his face, your thumbs wiping the corners of his eyes.
“Where’d you go?” he said, his voice cracking.
“I just wanted to clean my mouth because I wanna kiss you, but I didn’t wanna gross you out since I just gave you a blowjob,” you explained calmly.
Jinsik blinked at you. He never thought about something like that, and he was honesty kind of grateful you did because, you were right, it would have grossed him out a little. You smiled at his adorable face and placed a light kiss on his lips. Jinsik closed his eyes and kissed you back, his nose rubbing against yours slightly as your kisses intensified.
The kisses were nice and all, but to be honest, Jinsik desperately wanted to keep going. He wanted to make you feel good now.
“Y-Y/N, um,” Jinsik stuttered as he leaned away from you slightly. “Please, can we, uh… Can we go further? Can I…?”
“Are you sure? We don’t have protection…”
Jinsik’s eyes trembled as they went wide. He didn’t even think about that. You could see all of the emotions in the world cross his face as he tried to gauge the limited options you had, and you couldn’t help but smile at him. You kissed him lightly and whispered, “Baby, it’s okay if you want to do it. We can do it without protection.”
“A-are you sure? We don’t have to if it’s—”
“I’m sure. I want this as much as you do… I don’t think I’ll be able to curb my lust otherwise. I’m on the pill, so it should be okay.”
Jinsik hiccuped as he replied, “Oh-okay.”
“Only this one time though, okay? We should be safer the next time.”
Hearing you say that there was going to be a next time lit a fire within him. He got so excited that he felt like he was about to jump over the moon or something at that point. Then, his brain died— you started stripping.
You stripped right in front of him, and you stripped so slowly, giving him a tiny little show in the process. This was his first time, after all, so you wanted to do his first time justice.
Jinsik had never seen you naked before, and while you did look somewhat like what he had imagined at some point, he was still not prepared for what you had coming for him. His eyes couldn’t help but lock onto the matching bra and panty set that you (thankfully) wore that day, and he was about to drool just looking at you, just staring at you.
You noticed his dick slowly harden the longer he stared at you, prompting you to tell him softly, “Baby, do you wanna kick your pants off for me?”
It was almost comical the way Jinsik listened to you so fast. His pants went flying into a corner of the room, and his eyes glinted eagerly at you. You straddled him and sat gently on his lap, his rock hard cock pressing against you. It was when you placed your hands lightly on his shoulders did his jaw completely drop.
“You’re so beautiful, Y/N, my love…” he murmured, making your face flush pink.
Jinsik’s hands rested on your waist as you brought your lips to his to place a light kiss. Your kisses deepened, and Jinsik’s hands rubbed along your waist, his fingers aching to feel the softness of your skin, making you moan slightly into his mouth. Jinsik felt his dick throb painfully the more you turned him on, and it took everything in him to keep it together just so that he wouldn’t fully obliterate you.
When you stopped kissing him, he let out the most adorable whine that made you, too, want to fuck him fast and hard. But, the reason you kissed him, was so that you could pull his shirt off, revealing his toned torso— and that’s when you realized you actually had never seen your boyfriend naked before until that moment. You were honestly very surprised to see how toned he was, but then again, he was constantly practicing, and his arm muscles were already insane as it is, so why would you expect any less from the rest of his body?
“Oh, God, Jinsik,” you inhaled sharply. “You’re so hot… I don’t think I can control myself.”
“Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it,” Jinsik responded softly. “Have your way with me, and teach me, please.”
“Okay, then… Take my bra off for me.”
Jinsik promptly did as you asked— well, it took him a second because he was confused by how hooks on a bra worked, but when he figured it out, he pulled at the center of your bra and immediately pulled it off you before tossing it aside haphazardly. The second he got one look at your bare breasts, he nearly drooled and his eyes nearly bore a hole through them. His hands, which were frozen on your waist, moved to your chest with your guidance, and immediately, the boy knew exactly what you wanted him to do.
At first, Jinsik squeezed and kneaded your breasts delicately, but after a few seconds of that, he brought his lips to your nipple and left a light kiss before fully planting on it and sucking painfully on it. Your back arched and pushed you further into him the harder he sucked. Jinsik, as unexperienced as he was, knew how to suck your tits and he knew how to suck them so fucking well because you were steadily losing more and more of your mind. You clung to his shoulders and let out light, raspy moans while trying to make sure you didn’t dig your nails into his skin— you didn’t want to hurt him just yet since it was his first time.
“Baby,” you whispered in between sweet moans. “I want you inside me.”
Blood rushed to several places in Jinsik’s body when he heard you utter those words. He looked up at you, his eyes blurry and dazed as he gave you a slight nod. Sitting up, you moved your panties to the side, positioned him at your entrance, and slowly sat down.
Jinsik wasn’t absurdly large or anything, but he still stretched you out, and he was long enough for his cock to go deep inside you. You gasped and bit your lower lip, leaning your head back as you remained seated and fully savored the feeling of your boyfriend’s cock filling you up.
Meanwhile, Jinsik was seeing stars. He felt like your pussy was molded just for his cock, and was obsessed. His thoughts were getting dirtier by the second, and he desperately wanted to speak his mind.
Your pussy is so hot that I feel like it’s going to melt my fucking dick off.
But, Jinsik couldn’t bring himself to say that. Those kind of words were not in his gentleman’s dictionary. So, instead, he said softly, “You’re so warm, baby. Oh God… I’m melting.”
You brought your head down and looked at him, his eyes half-lidded, and a woozy smile on his face. You felt his hand move from your waist to the back of your head before he guided your head down, his lips meeting yours gently. He kissed you softly, his other hand gripping your waist with a sense of urgency.
Jinsik wanted to be patient. He wanted to take things at your pace, but fuck, he wanted to fuck you. He wanted to see the way your body moved as you bounced up and down on his lap. And, again, he wanted to vocalize these thoughts to you, but his mind was all over the place.
Luckily, you read his mind and said, “I’m going to start moving, okay?”
He gave you a slight nod and moved his hand back down so that both of them rested on your waist. You clung to his shoulders as began to raise and lower yourself at a slower, steady pace, immediately making him moan. He held onto your waist tightly, unintentionally making you clench, causing him to groan in pure bliss.
It wasn’t until you sped up did Jinsik realize that he was not going to be able to hold out the same way he did when you were giving him the blow job. He was already breathless and letting out breathy signs and moans the more you bounced.
You moved your hands to grip onto the back of the sofa, allowing you to bounce your ass rapidly on his lap, his length nearly hitting your cervix in the process. You couldn’t help but let out little cries every time your waist hit his lap, and your cries turned into loud moans when you felt Jinsik thrust up, his waist slamming into yours as he met you halfway.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good— I can’t hold out much longer,” Jinsik said through gritted teeth as he leaned his head back and pressed it against the sofa cushion.
“Cum inside,” you said while panting.
Jinsik responded with a meek nod, his eyes squeezed shut as he did his best to hold out. It was when you held his face and kissed him passionately did his entire body tremble. He pushed your waist down and kept you there as his cock twitched and shuddered, his cum spurting and filling you up entirely. The two of you were breathless as you remained seated, his cum slowly starting to dribble down onto his thighs.
Just as you were about to get off his lap, Jinsik moved you so that he was pinning you down on the sofa, his cock still deep inside you. You stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes dark and lustful gazing right back at you.
“We’re not done just yet, Y/N,” Jinsik said, his voice low.
You felt your fingers and toes tingle with excitement upon hearing him say that. You wordlessly wrapped your arms around his neck and ran your fingers through the hair on the back of his head as he gripped your waist again, preparing to move.
“How are you still so tight?” Jinsik gasped as he slid his dick back and forth inside you.
The sound of his waist hitting yours echoed in the room as he moved slowly but powerfully. You grasped his hair tightly in your fists, moans and gasps leaking out of you like anything. You bit your lower lip to try and keep your noises to yourself, but Jinsik didn’t like the fact that you were biting on your lip so hard that you might’ve actually started bleeding, so he pressed his hands against the sofa right above your shoulders and lowered his head to kiss you, his lips enveloping your lower lip.
Jinsik’s gyrations got stronger, causing you to moan against his lips. Jinsik felt his orgasm approaching once again. He pressed his lips against yours even harder, his cock pushing further and further into you with each thrust. You saw stars flood your vision when he went so far deep and tapped your cervix with the tip, and you moved your head away from him and cried out as you came, your knees and thighs shaking as the wave of pleasure overtook you.
Seeing you on cloud nine because of how well he fucked you made him elated, but it also made him unable to hold his own load yet again. Groaning, he slammed his waist against your buttocks and came in you again, his hot load warming you up.
Moments later, Jinsik collapsed on top of you, his face buried in the nook of your neck. He was still inside you as the two of you shifted and laid on your side, his arms wrapped around your waist as you rested one on his shoulder and the other on the back of his head. His face moved from your neck to your breasts, his nose pressed in between them.
“Mmm, baby, that was amazing,” Jinsik mumbled into your skin.
“You liked it that much, huh?” you asked with a tiny giggle.
“It was perfect. Perfect, just like you.”
You felt your face heat up with his compliment. He looked up at you with the most precious, content smile on his face, his arms hugging you closer to him. You pressed a light kiss against his forehead.
“Baby, I think we should get cleaned up before the guys get home,” you said softly.
“They’ll be out for another hour, Y/N. Let’s just stay here for a bit…”
“No, they’ll be back in about twenty minutes.”
“…We fucked for that long?”
Jinsik looked at you with wide eyes, making you do your best to stifle a laugh. You nodded in response, the boy immediately pulling out and sitting up. He grabbed tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table and cleaned you up first before cleaning himself, his hands moving quickly and hurriedly.
“Let’s take a shower, Jinsik,” you told him.
“T-together?” Jinsik’s face started turning red.
“Yes, together. We don’t have that much time left before they get here.”
“How was it?” was the first thing Minjae said to you and your boyfriend upon returning to the dorms.
“How’d you know?!” Jinsik exclaimed, mortified as he thought Minjae was talking about the fact that the two of you had sex.
“…You told us you were going to watch a movie with Y/N?”
Jinsik’s face went bright red. You cackled and responded, “We ended up watching a drama instead. It was good.”
You felt Jinsik’s eyes land on you and smiled as you gazed into his eyes.
“Really good.”
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obsession ── jinsik
hush ── part one
💌 parings: ???!jinsik x gn!reader
💌 genre: yandere, oneshot
💌 contains: mentions of murder, mention of blood. don't trust jinsik.
💌 word count: 1.3k words.
:̗̀➛ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
:̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭?
:̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞?
:̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)
It was raining.
You looked up at the dark sky, letting out a silent sigh.
"here, darling. have this umbrella, you can return it to me tomorrow." the sweet lady who hired you despite your inability to speak said, and you quickly signed a thank you to her. she shakes her head, and bade you off as you walked into the rainy night of the streets.
society hasn't been very kind to people like you, but you were extremely fortunate. lucky, in fact. you finished your studies, have a place to stay, and even have a stable job as a florist.
you walked through the rain, stopping at the intersection to an alleyway. should you take the shortcut? your attention shifted towards the watch on your hand, and you steered into the alleyway.
it's quite late already, and if you reach home in time, you can have some extra time to watch the drama that you hadn't finished-
you stopped dead in your tracks, your umbrella falling out of your hand. your eyes went wide, as you took a step backwards, the rain quickly soaking you.
you watched, as a figure in a raincoat stood in the middle of the alleyway, his back towards you. in front of the figure in the raincoat, the man's eyes bulged, as you spot the silver of the blade of a knife disappear into the man's guts.
your mind was screaming for you to run, but your legs remained frozen on the ground in fear. the man fell onto the floor of the dirty alleyway, and you finally found the courage to move. you turned, your canvas shoes splashing against the water. you were about to make it out of the alleyway when a force dragged you back to the alley, forcing a hand around your mouth.
you struggled, as the figure pinned you onto the wall. his face was hidden in the dark, and you stop struggling, as he pressed the side of the blade next to your neck.
"an eyewitness?" his voice was hoarse. he tilted his head slightly, sliding the blade up to the side of your face. "oh dear. how unfortunate."
you pressed your palms together, rubbing them slightly and you begged for your life, tears rolling down your face along with the rain. he merely chuckled at your pathetic gesture and closed his fingers around your neck, cutting off the air supply in your lungs. you shake your head frantically, making a sign with your hands. please!
"a mute?" there was interest in his voice. you feel the pressure off you, and you fell to the ground as the figure move away. "interesting." you coughed, taking in huge breaths of the rainy air.
"let us play a game, little mute." the figure bent down, his gloved hand gripping your chin, forcing you to look up. "if i ever catch you near a cop, i'll make sure to snap this pretty neck of yours." he warned. you nodded, knowing that the killer had let you off.
you were quick to run out of the alleyway and onto the lighted streets. you panted, running straight home.
from that day on, you would always feel as though someone was watching you. you were often distracted, even cutting yourself by accident as you absentmindedly trim the stalk of flowers.
your eyes teared as you open your mouth to scream a silent cry of pain. the blood drip onto your apron as you stood up, looking for the first aid kit.
the floral shop was empty, and the kind lady who owned the shop had to leave temporarily. you were glad that she had placed a lot of trust in you, leaving you to tend the floral shop alone.
as you bandage your bleeding finger, you hear the bell, signalling that someone had entered the shop. you looked up, teary eyed, to see a young man entering.
he was dressed in a black leather jacket with a white graphic tee and long black pants. he scratched the back of his head as he looked around, finally spotting you.
when he opened his mouth to speak, you immediately pointed to a sign, nodding your head at him in greeting.
"ahh, i see. i'm looking for flowers... for my mum..." the man blushed slightly. you gave him a gentle smile, and opened the cooler behind you, taking out the fresh bouquets of carnations that you have previously prepared.
"where's mrs lee?" he asked, as you turned to face him. you took your phone out, trying to type with one hand.
she has some matters to attend to. would you like to wait for her?
"it's okay, it's been a long time since i came back here. um, i'm sorry for being nosy, but what happened to your finger?" the man asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling his wallet out. you blushed, embarrassed.
an accident. now, would you like to pay by credit or cash, sir?
"cash. and by the way, call me jinsik. j-i-n-s-i-k." jinsik smiled as he passed over some cash to you. you merely gave him another smile, as you gave him his change.
from then on, you would see jinsik from time to time. mrs lee told you that jinsik was the son of one of the shop owners that previously lived here. she would give the both of you a knowing smile whenever jinsik visited.
soon, jinsik begin to ask you out for dates. the both of you would enjoy times at cafés, or plainly just short walks. well, it was just jinsik talking, and you replying him with your phone. that night and that killer was soon off your mind, as you fell in love with this kind, soft-spoken man.
and then it came the day where you moved in with jinsik. the both of you share an apartment near your workplace and jinsik's, which was the bookstore a few blocks down the floral shop.
today, you've reached home early. you removed your shoes, reading the note jinsik had sticked to the shoe rack. im at the sign language lesson, i'll come home later. please remember to eat, darling.
you smiled to yourself. you were lucky, having jinsik as your boyfriend. you thought, as you entered the living room. you stretched, looking around you.
time for you to do some chores.
normally, it was jinsik who did the chores. he insisted on it himself, saying that he would rather do the household chores since you were the one who cooks.
you made a quick meal for yourself, before placing the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. you did the laundry, and is now tidying up the closet.
jinsik is a messy person. you sighed, separating his wrinkled clothes that needed to be ironed from the pile of normal clothings. your side of the closet was neat, sorted according to the seasons and colours. jinsik's was just jumbled around, and that made you uncomfortable.
you folded his clothes, placing some on the racks. soon, you pulled out a familiar raincoat admist the pile of clothes.
you paused, your hands sliding over the coat. flashbacks of the killer appeared in your mind, as you dropped the coat to your lap, eyes widening.
how did... is jinsik... what...?
you hear the sound of the front door opening, and you quickly stuffed the raincoat admist the pile of folded clothes. when jinsik entered the room, you forced yourself to be normal, greeting him with a smile as he wrapped his arms around you.
"i'm back home, darling." he said, pulling back to look around you. "were you tidying up my stuff?"
you nodded catiously. jinsik merely smiled, but there was something in his smile. "found anything interesting?"
your heart almost stopped. you avoided his gaze, shaking yourself as you reached for the next shirt that needed to be folded. you could feel his intense gaze on you as you bit the insides of your cheeks, warning yourself to stay ignorant. no, it's just a coincidence.
"you saw the raincoat, didn't you?"
you froze. it was the same, hoarse voice. jinsik's arms was still around you, trapping you. your body stiffened, as he buried his head into your neck, sighing.
"oh, darling. i was hoping that the game would last longer."
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Mario Kart
Pairing: Ham Jinsik x GN!reader
Warnings: None
Synopsis: Here
AN: I wrote this at 5am while listening to Sherlock by shinee on repeat so don't blame me if it's bad 😞
"Jinsik. I told you I don't know how to play this."
"Pleaseeeee jagi! I'll teach you!"
For the past 30 minutes or so, your dork of a boyfriend has been begging you to play Mario Kart with him. Of course, you knew what the game was, you don't live under a rock but you never thought about actually playing it.
"Why don't you just text Hunter to come over? Or Yujun?" You asked trying, and failing miserably, to get him to leave you alone.
"I texted everyone, they're all busy. Pleaseee, just one round?" He kept begging, you groaned and shut off your laptop, making sure to save the project you had been working on.
"Fine. But only for a little while, I need to get this done by tonight" you pointed to the device on your desk, hinting to the science project you ended up having to do alone due to the uneven number of people in your class.
You smiled at the way his eyes sparkled, like an excited child getting the toy they had been wanting. You let him pull you out of your room and to the living room where his console was set up temporarily until his new desk arrived, seeing as he broke his old one after raging over a game.
You laughed at the memory and sat on the couch as you watched jinsik bring another controller over and hand it to you, you couldn't help but admire his smile. He took his own seat next to you and started teaching you the basics.
After about 3 hours of him continuously beating your ass in the game, even tho every other round you kept saying you'd beat him 'this time', you finally managed to win a round and then another one and another one after that.
You placed the controller down and turned to him, crossing your arms.you squinted your eyes.
"Don't think I can't tell you're letting me win on purpose." He chuckled at your words and poked your nose, pushing your glasses, that had slid down the bridge of your nose, back up.
"But you looked so sad every time you lost, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you be upset?" He batted his eyelashes at you, a sneaky smirk making it's way onto his features.
"I promise you, Ham Jinsik, I will win this time. And on my own" you glared picking the controller back up. You saw him shake his head from the corner of your eye but didn't bring it up.
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"I told you-" you started turning to face his once more, only to see he was already looking at you, eyes wide and grinning widely. "What.?" No response.
"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?" You asked once more, a small laugh accompanying your sentence.
"You won" he said "yeah because you let me. Right?" He shook his head "Nope, I didn't. I actually tried" your eyes widened, matching his.
"Are you being serious?" He nodded and reached up with both hands, pinching your cheeks and shaking your head "Look at youuuu, learning so quickly" he cooed at you. You slapped his hands away from your face "you're messing with me, you let me win again."
"I did nottttt" he whined, dramatically falling on your lap "please believe me" you stared down at him rolling your eyes at puppy face he was making.
"Alright, fine, I believe you princess, get up" he shook his head and closed his eyes. "Get upppp" you got the same response.
"I'm comfy here" he simply said making you groan "fine at least let me get my laptop? You can sleep while I work?" He whined for what felt like the one hundredth time in the past few hours but he sat up.
You retrieved your laptop from your room and got back to the living room, you saw Jinsik turning the console off and putting the controllers back in place.
He returned to his previous position not long after you had sat down, laying on your lap.
"Next time I will beat you fair and square"
"No you won't"
"Yujun will help me"
"Sure he will"
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searching | kmj.
— k-arts' film club 'MTseats' is looking for an actress for their next production. kim minji is in debt with her landlord, and such a pretty face can't go to waste. byun y/n is such a loser, though. she can't even look at her main actress in the eye, how will she direct? doesn't help that minji already thinks of her badly because of an incident at a café.
kim minji x fem!reader
gagfic, one sided enemies to lovers, university au, smau
warnings: cursing, mention of mental illness, minji is a little mean hehe, words like sissy and homophobic slurs
starring: newjeans, sohyun yubin dahyun chaeyeon (tripleS), lena (GWSN), hueningkai (txt), rei (ive), shin jaewon (the wind), duna (csr), gunwook (zb1), jiheon (fromis_9), ham jinsik (xikers), may (cherry bullet)
🔍 MTshits | cutegirlassemble | other friends
1. baby mommy
2. conversion therapy
3. reasonable pay???
4. pervert!
5. newjorts debut
6. byunpham real
7. wini the witch
8. auditions pt.1
9. auditions pt.2
10. huening erasure
11. rei mamas
12. blackmail
13. clocked ur tea
14. bbangsaz toxic
15. no bad feelings
16. reinni
17. hanni-ssi
18. going2geoje
bonus - lʘʘking: jaedu
19. marijuana(?)
20. dic trope
21. BEST TRIP EVER!!!!!!
22. miracles
23. pre-filming + rooms
24. winikai
25. roller coaster
26. pillow fight
27. kitties and nicknames
28. yubin time
29. burning up
30. ...like?
31. cooka da lasagna
32. minki
33. midnight tea
34. ...
# taglist: @dmndtears @sserajeans @yoontoonwhs @sserabey @yumtooki @limbforalimb @haerinkisser @jiwux @brocoliisscared @haerinsloverr @julian-han @imthisclosetokms
send an ask to be added!!!
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☆⠀⠀XKRS — how they would pine over you !
hyung line x gn ! reader ★ fluff. technically idol au but it doesn't play a huge role ★ headcannon
warnings: mentions of eating. let me know if i missed anything!
n. i wrote this over a year ago now,, just now posting it. are we shocked? 💀 just a small reminder i don't write for 05 liners & younger!!
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! ⸜(ˊ▽ˋ*)
⁰⁰¹ : MINJAE.
minjae tries being slick about it (when he's actually very obvious) and adamantly denies he feels any way for you 💀
he'd "accidentally" order an extra plate of food,,
oh no! guess you'll have to join him! it's so convenient that none of his members are available right now!
it's also so convenient he only ever seems to over-order when you're in the office, too. . .
he'll leave you small motivational notes for you to read - in your bag is his favorite place since he's still a bit too nervous to give them to your upfront.
⁰⁰² : JUNMIN.
junmin pines secretly.
NEVER dares to tell his members - they will rat him out immediately (especially sumin 💀).
you might even think he hates you from the constant side-eyes he gives you, but that's actually him internally panicking and checking if you're looking at him. . . he doesn't hate you!! he could never hate you!!
he's always so nervous all the time around you - even once you two became good friends, he'd still find himself stuttering over his words when he speaks with you.
⁰⁰³ : SUMIN.
sumin likes you and will make sure everyone knows ♡
openly flirts. very giggly and teasing if he makes you shy (but will also get shy easily himself).
he feels no shame in being extra stand off-ish in front of you - whether you're laughing with him or at him, he made you laugh!!
that's a #SuminWin in his book!!
help he's the type to pinch you then quickly look away as if it wasn't him 😭
⁰⁰⁴ : JINSIK.
ham jinsik, who doesn't leave your side :((
from the day he met you he deemed you a "safe person"
always invites you out with him, memorizes your drink orders so he can make quick runs in the morning and gift them to you.
he pays close attention to everything you do and makes sure you know just how much he cares 💔
⁰⁰⁵ : HYUNWOO.
hyunwoo tries to make himself known to you in the office, but in the quietest way possible.
even if you're just standing in the same room as him, he'll be sure to show off his gentlemanly qualities - tidying up after his friends, offering waters to everyone he can, spots others when they're stretching. . .
his kindness wasn't fabricated by any means, but it was definitely amplified because of your presence :3
♡ 8TURNING 2024.
#xikers fluff#xikers x reader#xikers writing#xikers fanfic#minjae fluff#junmin fluff#sumin fluff#jinsik fluff#hyunwoo fluff#minjae x reader#junmin x reader#sumin x reader#jinsik x reader#hyunwoo x reader#.mine#.minjae#.junmin#.sumin#.jinsik#.hyunwoo
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the law of being friends with a male: chapter 6
genre,, fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn ??
pairing: junghoon x fem!reader
warnings: kinda creepy silly emoji,,
masterlist 𓇢𓆸
taglist ^-^: @dogyunslover @fordohyon
a/n: 2 chapters today!! omg jinsik is literallyy y/n and junghoons biggest fan LOL lmkkk what yalll thinkkkk (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
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“MA’AM! PLEASE BRING ME ANOTHER BOWL!” my best friend, jiwoon shouts with her finger up.
suddenly her mom comes and smacks her with a tray.
“what do you mean by “ma’am”?! aren’t you going to school daughter?" jiwoon’s mom shouts back.
jiwoon and i are currently eating breakfast togehher at her moms restaurant.
“y/n, make sure to eat a lot~ and focus on your studies” her mom says and she puts a thumbs up and smiles sweetly.
i nod and smile back, holding back a laugh after jiwoon got hit.
her mom walks away and jiwoon looks back at me
“so..tell me~ what happened yesterday after you met with jinsik?” she asks while holding her head.
“don’t tell me that as soon as you saw him you pretended to not know him and ran away…” she predicts, hoping it isn’t true.
“uh, about that..”
last night ~
“y/n? i didn't expect to see you here. were you out for a wa-…”
jinsik cut off his sentence when i pull the strings of my hood and hid my face.
…
“..y/n..?”
“im not that person… i have to go..” i say muffled as i start backing away.
i attempt to run away with my hood still covering my face, but i unfortunately bump into a tree.
BAM
“ouchh.”
end of flash back
“HOW DID YOU KNOW..”
jiwoon face palms.
“ahh my best friend is just too predictable..” jiwoon answer as she takes a sip of water.
“why did you do that? you guys are friends, shouldn’t you just say hello and hang out with them for a bit?” she asks confused of my actions.
“it wasn’t that simple..(¬_¬)”
“even if you didn’t want to hang out you could’ve just greeted him and then leave! orrr could it be that you didn’t want to show him your sad expression~” she teases, grinning.
“i mean.. you’re not wrong i guess..’’ i respond as i place my head on the table.
i think it was because i panicked after i heard him say her name..bora. i figured that she’s the one that has jinsik’s heart. so, during yesterdays situation, the mood made me feel like an uninvited guest. they look like they are made for each too.. their visuals are out of this world T-T.
“i made up my mind. from now on… i won’t like ham jinsik anymore!!! now that’s part of the paSt. i dont like him anymore!!” i exclaim with a determined expression on my face.
“HUUH?! YOU SOUND LIKE A PERSON WHO JUST STOPED LIKING HER FAVORITE IDOL!!” jiwoon shouts with her mouth full of food.
“ma’am! can i get another bowl of soup for consolation..”
and just after she says that, her mom slams a tray on her head again.
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i decided to let him go smoothly. im happy with my position as jay’s close friend. ill move on like a cool person and just wish jinsik the best…
*boop*
junghoon and jinsik poke my forehead after noticing it was red.
“what are you guys doing…(｡· v ·｡) ?’’ i say confused.
“it’s red.” junghoon utters, still poking my forehead
“hm it is..” jinsik repllies as ad looks at my forehead
“what are you guys talking about..AND STOP POKING ME LIKE IM SLIME!”
“y/n, your forehead is really red.. doesn’t it hurt?” jinsik ask with a worry in his voice.
“huh? oh.. i just scratched a bit, it doesn’t hurt that much im fine hehe…~” i quickly say as i hide my forehead with my bangs.
‘is it because of the tree i ran into last night? (╥﹏╥)’
“here.” junghoon puts a cold milk tea carton on my forehead.
“keep it there.”
“oh..ok..” i mumble, slightly surprised.
i grab the carton and look at it.
‘milk..tea…(💢●‸●)’
“im going to the store to buy a new one.” junghoon says while walking away.
‘buy a new one? does he really like these..?
“y/n. is your forehead red because we bumped into each other last night?” jinsik asks hiding a smile.
“you must’ve seen someone else.” i say blankly, not wanting to remember that embarrassing moment.
“tch i know it was you. there’s no way i couldn’t recognize you. why did you pretend you didn’t know me?” he giggles and tilts his head.
“uh… i didn’t do that…( ._. )” i obviously lie as i avoid eye contact.
“dont tell me you were embarrassed~” he teases while covering his mouth with his hand.
“WHAT!?! THATS NOT THE REASON!!!” i shout as i grab his arm.
“then…you weren’t happy to see me…? i was so happy when i saw you tho..T-T” jinsik fake cries and covers his face.
“a-are you crying? dont do that! i was the one you saw yesterday! i just go flustered..” i admit as i try to make him stop crying.
jinsik looks up and gives me his famous toothy grin.
“hmmm~”
‘this jerk really tricked me..’
“ahh you finally admitted it! are you ok now? does it still hurt?” he asks still laughing a bit.
“yes im fine now….and you.. are you not mad with me..?” i say while looking down, embarrassed.
he shakes his head ‘no’ and smiles
“im not mad just a little upset.. but ill be generous and forgive you :p” he jokes and nudges my arm.
i giggle and blush a bit.
“so jinsik, i wanted to talk to you about something…” i tell him as i start walking.
“hm? what is it?”
“im done with having a crush!” i exclaim, looking forward.
“ah.. really? why?” he asks curiously.
“its just that.. well.. uh.. i dint have to like him forever, right? as time goes by it is normal for that feeling to go away.. and i dont think his really interested me.” i fake a sad face trying to give my best performance.
jinsik looks at me surprised and then looks forward also.
“oh.. i see you lost interest..’’
jinsiks pov
‘so she thinks junghoon doesn’t like her..? im not sure about that.. because before at the store he..’
at the store
“huh? milk tea? you always get banana milk?” jinsik asks Junghoon confused on his choice.
“hm i just want to make sure that y/n eats well..”
‘omg..*fanboying* (⸝⸝⸝O﹏ O⸝⸝⸝)’
it wasn’t just that, when he told her to put it on her forehead.. he isn’t the type to be interested in others like that, but he was concerned about her head.
i definitely think he’s interested on her.. even if i didn’t hear it from him directly…I’ve known him for years. i'm sure of it.
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#junghoon x reader#junghoon xikers#kpop#xikers fanfic#xikers fluff#xikers imagines#xikers reactions#xikers#xikers x reader#jinsik x reader#jinsik xikers#jinsik
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Hey I wanted to say i lovee your writing and can i request a junmin imagine where the reader and junmin meet through like a dance class it starts as junmin see u cry or the opposite idk u choose and they become close after that and all sorry for saying a lot btw i realllyyyyy love all of the work u did its sooo good
PAIRING ! ━ park junmin x gn reader
GENRE ! ━ angst (happy ending!), fluffy at the end(maybe too fluffy?), just two dancers that are head over heels over e/o
WORD COUNT ! ━ 1.7401k
AUTHOR NOTE ! ━ this was way too long than it should've TvT also ty for requesting love ! And tysm please your compliment made my day :"3 hope you like it ^^
SONG RECCS ! ━ twenty five twenty one by Jaurim / Very Slowly by Bibi !
The sound of rain clouded your mind, your mood similar to the gloomy dull sky above you. You were known as the star student in your dance institute, ofcourse you were happy, but it became a burden at certain times. And you blame yourself. You always look up to your brother Ham Jinsik who was the institute's ace, wanting to be like him. When you joined you knew you had to be better than anyone else as Jinsiks sister. However with the amount of work piling up on you along with practices made you loose your spark. Unfortunate to you, everyone noticed that change in you, including your not so secret crush Park Junmin. Today was the day you were looking forward for the most, the auditions that would get you a role in one of the upcoming play in The National Theatre of Korea. Something you always dreamt to dance in ever since you were a kid. Only for it all to go downhill. You were known as a ballet prodigy, but that title soon dipped after your teacher said she was disappointed in your rehearsal. You wouldn't get the part you looked forward to for 14 years of your life.
You slowly walked through the bustling streets, rain pouring down on you harshly. You were drenched, your clothes hugging you tightly as water dropped down. Everything felt so surreal. You found yourself sobbing as you dragged yourself, each step as heavy as how your heart felt. Some would say you were being dramatic, but this was your first love. Not to mention how your 10 years of friendshio with your so called friend group ended on the same day too. With them taunting at you untill you stepped out of the building. Turns out they just used you to get closer to your brother and we're the ones that created rumours and hoped for your downfall.
You stopped to wipe your tears, finally looking up. Your vision was blurry but you saw how everyone seemed to be happy. Everyone except you. Students sharing umbrellas, couples joking around and holding hands as they ran to seek shelter.
Your soft sobs turned into louder gasps as you tried to maintain your composture, flashbacks of your teachers looking at you with a crown on their face and your friends asking if you hurt yourself to have done your rehearsals that bad came flooding to your mind. Your head lowered again, you were shaking. Not because of the cold breeze that swept by you. You ran away from that place. The last thing you'd want is for someone to recognise you and tell the whole academy on how you weeped in the middle of the street because your a looser.
Unaware to you, someone was indeed watching you.
Your pace slowed down as you reached a park. Your park. The place you'd come to often. It was your brother who bought you here as a kid, a comfort place you two shared. Usually your brother would be sitting beside your swing, hugging you and telling how everything would be alright. He wasn't. He was away for a short trip with his friends. You were alone and it made you feel miserable.
Too many things clouded your mind and it made you feel more vulnerable and confused. Finally letting your feelings out, your knees dropped to the sandy ground, your head rested onto the seat of the swing you always played in as you cried helplessly. You felt stupid, you danced your entire life, what happened to you? Was it finally the time for you to let go of dance and focus on studies instead? You weren't ready for it, just the thought of leaving the one thing you lived for made your stomach churn in the wrong way.
Your ears perk up at the sound of hurried footsteps, as you lift your head you see junmin running, his head peeking side to side as his eyes searched for you. You wanted to call out to him, but your lisp refused to move. You felt your throat dry up as junmin finally looks at your devastated state.
You've known junmin for a whole year, you two were inseparable. Everytime junmin visited your house jinsik would sulk cuz he went straight to your room instead of looking at his clingy bestfriend.
He carefully stepped forward, reaching his hand out to you for you to hold. You hesitantly grab onto his hand and stand up and before you could even speak he pulled you into a hug. The sound of rain slowly faded as your mind only thought about junmin. His grip around your waist tightened, he brought his one hand upto your hair, caressing gently as he muttered 'its gonna be ok' into your ears. you were instantly reminded of your brother, giving you another reason to bawl your eyes out infront of the guy you so dearly loved. This is not how you wanted him to see you. Embarrassment slapping you in the face hard as you helplessly cried onto his shoulder, rambling about how shitty your day was in spite of preparing well and even going to bed early which you never did.
Junmin chuckles before breaking the hug, he cups your cheeks, his thumbs wiping the tears away. He leans to kiss your eyelids. "Y/n you did amazing, you just misunderstood! Your teacher did take you in, she just said she was disappointed in you and not that she wouldn't take you in? Your literally the best performer this academy has ever had!!" He says, you purse your lips together, still in doubt. You smile at him regardless as you let him walk you home.
You were greeted by your brother at the doorstep, you run to hug him as junmin started at you with a find smile. Oh the things he'd do for you to hug him the same way. jinsik ofcourse scolded his hyung and you on how you two let yourselves get so drenched under the rain as you two snickered at how cute jinsik looked . Your smile immediately turned into a frowned and worried expression as your hands searched your neck for your necklace. It was your parents gift to you when you started your first ever dance class. You turned to look at junmin who was as worried as you. The moment he laid his eyes on your hands that were fidgeting around your neck and pockets he realised it was about the necklace you always loved and showers around to your friends. Jinsik caught the hint too. "It's ok y/n I'm sure you must have left it at the studio, we'll search tomorrow I promise" he says as an attempt to calm you down and send junmin to his dorms before the poor boy catches a cold.
The next morning you wake up to your brother screaming and running to your room as he held your necklace in the air. You squeal along with him as you two jumped on the bed like two happy hamsters. That was until it hit you. How did he find it if he didn't even go to the studio?
"How did you get it?" You questioned to which he smiled and said "Junmin hyung got it for you! He searched the whole night in the rain at the park and found it near one of the bushes of the swing. He said he got a cold though so he wouldn't come to academy- also promise me you wouldn't tell this to him?" You tilt your head to the side in confusion, "tell him what?" You ask.
"Junmin was the one to convince your teacher to let you into the play. Poor boy practically begged to take you in." He said, making you fall for the man even more. Before even saying a word you only out the door, running to his dorms.
You knocked on his door twice, waiting impatiently for junmin and once he opened his door you immediately ran to hug him. The impact causing him to stumble back to a wall. He looked at you worried, "you ok?" He asks with a croaky voice. you look up to face him, you two stared at each other in silence. junmins eyes glanced at your lips, unconsciously inching his face towards yours. Before he could even make a move, you pecked the corner of his lips. not wasting a single minute junmin pulls you and his lips were on yours. he kissed you so sweetly and gently, caressing your cheeks as he shyly smiled between your lips. your hands shifted from his shoulders to his neck, pulling him closer. Junmin swayed you around the dim lit hall, how you wished to never part away. he breaks the kiss, leaving a small peck your cheek, you smile at how red the boy was, his ears were practically on fire. The poor boy couldn't form words so instead he just gazed at your equally shy figure.
The cute moment lasted only for a few minutes as yechan called out to his hyung from their shared room, junmin groaned in response as you giggled. "Looks like you have to leave" you smiled to which junmin nodded, he felt cold as you slipped away from his arms and walked to the door, "thank you by the way, for the necklace. You didn't have to go through so much trouble" you say as you turned back to see junmin rubbing the back of his neck. "I only want to see you smile y/n, the way I smile and millions of butterflies swarm throughout my body and my whole world is filled with flowers just by looking at you, I wish to see you just as happy and contented with me as I do with you" he says, you were fighting the urge to just kiss him again but you didn't want to an annoyed yechan to see his older brother and his best friend being all lovely dovey in the morning, moreover he would bring it up for the rest of your life and tease you on it so you passed on the opportunity. Junmin however held your hand before you could turn to walk away and kissed you one last time before you could leave.
"I love you so much y/n, i always have and I always will."
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BESTIE I NEED YOU TO HEAR ME OUT
xikers reaction to you wearing lingerie for the first time?
U r the best writer on this app fr
💌 — BFF!!! I cannot accept this compliment in good conscience when I have the mutuals that I have, but it makes me incredibly happy that you’re enjoying the stuff that I put out :,) LOTS OF LOVE!!! (I can’t tell if this is okay or not, but I’m posting so…)
Warnings — NSFW focused, light smut, MDNI.
Minjae would be so incredibly taken aback, like he’s just so mesmerized to the point that he barely remembers that he’s physically in front of you until you’re poking at him, asking if he’s okay, and like- no???? The type to feel like it’s his first time being intimate with you again, shaky hands and stuttered words cut short by the haste of trying to settle his breathing back into a comfortable pace before you start noticing. Once he gets over the initial shock of seeing you in something so revealing it’s all he can ever think about, asking for pictures frequently, even when he’s working. It’s just- how could the mental image ever leave that pretty head of his once he’s seen it for himself, experienced it.
“Can you say something?” His gaze is fixated, unwavering even as you’re subconsciously starting to curl in on yourself from the fear of his sudden and intense silence. “Anything?” You squeak, hands wrinkling the thin fabric as they slide to cover the parts of you his eyes repeatedly flit between. Before you’re able to succeed in your feeble attempt to shield away, his hand gently catches at your wrist, silently easing it further back until he can see all of you again. “Don’t- just. I just need to take all of you in, for a minute, if you don’t mind?” The words scramble together in a careless attempt, he just needs more time, that’s all it is, needs the image of you splayed out so pretty to be burned into his retinas so that he’ll never have to conjure up the sight from scratch again.
“You’re everything, you know that? My pretty girl.”
Junmin is the type to be shy with his words but confident in his hands, poor thing can’t get a full sentence out without being accompanied by stuttering and taking back words because the way he strung them together didn’t quite convey the way he’s feeling, but could he ever? All while words tangle at his tongue his hands move to touch you with a surprisingly firm grip, he doesn’t tremble, he isn’t hesitant, he knows that you’re his to touch, why would lingerie change that? No way he doesn’t have a thing for those diaphanous babydoll’s, specifically likes having you ride him in them, watching through the delicate coloured fabric as you’re repeatedly swallowing down his cock.
“You’re- this, this is what your surprise is?” He’s got his lower face nestled into the crook of his arm, knowing that if it were to be shown you’d laugh at how evidently warm he’s gotten in the matter of seconds. “You don’t like it? I thought it was, pretty.” You catch a glimpse at yourself in the mirror, smoothing out the thin mesh, unabashed as you adjust it around the seams, meanwhile Junmin is sitting like stone on the bed, fighting with himself over allowing himself to fully take you in or to keep awkwardly looking away from you every few seconds. You’re his girlfriend though, he could stare without there being any repercussions, right? Without it being weird, you wouldn’t mind, surely. He continues eyeing you up through the mirror, eventually quietly asking of you to come to him, that he just: “wants a better look.” Shifting himself to sit at the edge of the bed, guiding you to stand between his legs, your back to him so you can watch through the mirror as he inspects the small embellishments he couldn’t see as well from afar, the delicate lace detailing that lines the bust. He thinks you make the set even prettier, just wants you to admire it too while his fingers are fucking into you, eyes suddenly not so shy.
Before Sumin actually sees you in lingerie he’d sometimes make passing comments about someday wanting to, walking past a certain store in the mall? He’s shameless in pointing out certain pieces through the windows, even going as far as to explain that he thinks you’d look good in certain colours, patterns, cut. Isn’t shy about the specifics at all, which is why he has the biggest grin on his face seeing you in familiar looking panties paired with a similarly style of bra, a thin silk robe with intricate patterns haphazardly balanced on your shoulders. Think he definitely has a thing for silk, there’s this thought that’s been rotting in my head that he he buys silk ribbon, uses it in the bedroom on you, but also as a sort of outfit accessory in public, lol. He’d have a thing for those crazy detailed sets, like the ones with garter belts, lace, ribbon etc.
“So you did get it, I was wondering why you were so short with me when I called.” Whatever was on his phone couldn’t be less important than it is now, it falls from the tips of his fingers into the soft comforter, fuck, he could’ve thrown it across the room and not blinked twice. “You wouldn’t shut up about it, big mouth.” You pull out a chuckle, though it sounds distant, like the sound you make when you can’t tell exactly what the other persons saying so you laugh in hopes that it fits the context, he doesn’t regard it, his hands just need to be everywhere, anywhere. “You can put it to use then.” Guiding you into the bed, his eyes move in the same fashion that his fingers do as they run across your skin, slipping under the thin band of your underwear, he runs it all the way to the round of your hip before he goes still. “Take this off.” He says, already so eager, making his own work of it before you have the chance, “But- I thought this is what you wanted?”
“Don’t care, you look too good, just needta’ fuck you. Now.”
Jinsik, sweet boy, would be so constant and loose lipped with his praise. Maybe only briefly mentioned it once or twice, but never explicitly stated that he’d want you in something so scandalous, even if it’s just for a night, but he gets so giddy when you’re telling him to take off one of his over sized shirts you’ve thrown on top to keep the surprise hidden, the lace details so pretty under the tips of his fingers as he drags the hem of his shirt further up your torso, the more that’s revealed the more strained he’s becoming in his sweats. The type to want to make you the focus of the night, because you’re so sweet, dressing up just for him, will want to let you know how appreciative he is.
“You’re not real,” he breathes, eyes nervously darting from your face and back down to the slow motion of his arm that works his shirt up and out of the way. “there’s no way.” You’re giggling in his ear, a hand idly rubbing through his soft hair, keeping the ends from falling over his eyes, but he’s far too entranced to care. “You’re so dramatic.” His tongue wets at his lip to keep the words flowing steady, cause if not then they’d surely lodge into the back of his throat seeing the way the trim of your bra hugs at the top of your breasts. “Can I… I’m allowed to touch you?” The front of his brows raise, his eyes big, cute as he silently pleads with you. “‘s is all for you, I’d hope that you’re allowed.” His irises roll, the corner of his mouth pulling into a crooked grin, but his fingers keep moving, feather light, almost teasing.
“You don’t even realize that you’ve got me wrapped around your finger. Tell me what to do next, please baby- tell me what you need.”
I think out of all of them, Hyunwoo would be the most collected, manages to keep a level head despite how raptured he is with you. I think he’d also be the most nonchalant, yet confident in bringing up lingerie, the type to be comfortable to talk with about it while not having to worry about him dropping dizzy to the floor once the pieces are actually laid out in front of him. Wants you to know that whatever you’re comfortable with, what you feel good in, is more than enough for him.
“You’re already making me hard.” His head curls into his shoulder, watching as you wrestle off your clothes that were purposely thrown on top, knees dug securely into the mattress beside to keep you steady in your hurried attempt. “I haven’t even taken this off yet.” His hand moves to rest over the top of your thigh, thumb rubbing warm circles into your skin, sighing, “I know, but it’s the fact that I know what’s under. You can’t blame me, you’re just so attractive in general.” He’s offering to help undress you, but only because you’re taking so long by yourself, and his hips are starting to subconsciously roll at the thought of what’s yet to come. Plants wet kisses anywhere he can possibly reach once he’s got you laid out, secretly just wanting a closer look, to get a feel, because tonight will certainly be on replay in his head for months on end. The following weeks he’s trying to subtly get you into lingerie as often as he can, becomes a real sucker for taking you shopping for new sets.
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jinsik is bias wrecking me so hard so i was wondering if you can make a drabble of him from the how xikers would kiss you cause kissing in the rain is one of my favorite things ever and jinsik is so 😍😍
• PAIRING — jinsik x gn reader
• GENRE — fluff, kissing in the rain, im making you more delulu anon 🤭🤭, based off how xikers would kiss you
• WORD COUNT — 270
• AUTHOR'S NOTE — you shouldnt have requested.. but ill see you in the mental hospital bestie bc the way i was giggling while writing...
• TAGLIST — @hyunukitty , @lil-elle
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"Jinsik, its raining!!" You laughed, opening your left hand to feel some rain dripping on your palm, your right being held by jinsik's. He looks over at you with so much adoration, tucking some of your wet hair behind your ear so it doesnt wet your face.
"Should we find some shelter?" His voice was low and deep, walking calmly around the park despite being rained on. You shake your head, freeing your hand from his as you run away from his figure.
"Come back here!!" He shouts, running after you with the biggest grin on his face. The ground was muddy and slippery as he watched you lose your balance, worry taking over him as he speeds up. With full force, he pushes you into the lamppost, his head falling down to catch your lips.
It was completely on accident; he didnt mean to shove you but to grab your hand so you wouldnt fall. But with your hands tangled in his hair and his hands on your waist, your lips moving in a quick pace, he knew he did the right thing.
The vanilla flavor of your lips, the coldness of the rain, and the warmth between your bodies was something jinsik watched to take a picture of, marking this your very first kiss as a couple.
To say he was addicted was an understatement, his hand always rushing for yours to push you outside whenever it rains, sealing a kiss on your lips before laughing when you splash some water at him.
You always complained about being sick after but he didnt care, you were his antidote.
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Jinsik Masterlist ♡
Drabble:
Nothing yet~
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Blown a Fuse - bf!jinsik malfunctions after you make a sickly sweet move on him (fluff!)
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elevate [bro's 500 — jinsik]
[forced proximity, smut, ceo!au, jinsik/afab!reader]
requested by: 🎧
word count: 1.5k
content: smut, kissing, oral sex, hand job, blow job, completely consensual!
author's note: mmm yes i changed it from ceo to managing partner but close enough right? anyway enjoy
Jinsik had a huge crush on you. You were a powerful, independent woman who worked her ass off to become managing partner at your firm, and Jinsik found that incredibly hot. So hot, in fact, that he would always get super flustered whenever you entered the bullpen to check in with the paralegals.
Not only were you a badass, but you were also the sweetest human being (but could tear someone’s head off if need be), which just made you more and more desirable not just to Jinsik, but to everyone at the firm.
As much as Jinsik liked you, he couldn’t. For one thing, it was crazy that he, a lowly paralegal, could even dream about being with you, the high and mighty managing partner. The other thing was that you were not allowed to date within the firm. That was a big no-no, and one of the senior partners made that abundantly clear to him when he first joined the team. So, he just had to settle for appreciating from afar.
So, when he got stuck in the elevator with you, his brain was on fire, and his brain cells were sprinting around trying desperately to extinguish the fire.
You were beautiful that day with your tight blouse and gray pencil skirt that hugged your waist and hips just right. You had the cutest little scowl on your face as you pressed the help button over and over again, and Jinsik had to keep himself from staring before all of the blood in his body rushed straight down to his waist.
“Is this button not working or something?” you huffed angrily. Your tone then became gentle as you apologized with a slight laugh, “I’m so sorry, Jinsik… I’m sure you’d rather be out enjoying your night.”
“N-no, I was just g-going to go home and go over these c-case files,” Jinsik stuttered.
“Oh, which case are you working on?”
“T-the nuclear power plant m-meltdown…”
“Oh! That’s going to be a tough case. Do you have the files with you right now?”
Jinsik nodded rapidly before producing the manila folders from his bag. You accepted the folders from him and started leafing through the various documents, looking at his notes. Jinsik gulped nervously as your eyes darted back and forth on each piece of paper only to sharply inhale to keep himself together. You ran your fingers through your hair and brushed it back, and while it was something so simple, there was something about the way you did it that turned him on to the max. Doing his best to hide it, Jinsik covered his crotch with his bag and started to slink away from you while hoping and praying you wouldn’t notice his consternation.
“Jinsik, are you alright?”
Fuck, you noticed.
“Y-yeah, um, yes. I just, I just need to sit— No! I can’t sit! Fuck— Oh my God, I am so sorry for swearing in front of you— I’m just, I’m losing it, and—”
“Jinsik, calm down, please.”
How the fuck was he going to calm down when you kept saying his name with that honey voice of yours?
“No, I can’t— I mean, like, fuck— Oh shit— I’m so sorry! Fuck— Oh God, why am I doing this?!”
Jinsik looked ready to hyperventilate. You tried your best to calm the poor thing down and get him to breathe normally by placing a calming hand on his shoulder, but that was worse. That was so much worse. Physical contact with you was turning him on even more. Bad.
That’s when you finally noticed Jinsik pressing his bag against his waist so firmly, his knuckles white, and his hand shaking. Jinsik saw your eyes travel downwards, making him burst into flames. God, he was so embarrassed. He wanted the elevator to suddenly crash to the ground for the world to end or anything just for him to get out of this situation with any amount of his dignity left.
“Isn’t it uncomfortable, Jinsik?” you whispered while leaning closer to him, trying to get a look at exactly how far along he was.
“Y/N, I’m so, so, so sorry…”
“Don’t apologize, it’s only natural,” you told him gently while softly stroking his shoulder. “You must be so uncomfortable, though.”
“I— I am…”
“Let me help you since I don’t think we’re going to be out of this elevator anytime soon.”
“W-what?”
You dropped the files to the ground before reaching for Jinsik’s bag. He reluctantly let go of the bag and let you toss it to the ground as well. His hands were desperately trying to cover up his crotch, but you were having none of that. You moved his hands to the side and cupped his bulge, Jinsik’s eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head just at the feeling over his clothes.
“Y/N,” Jinsik said while breathing heavily the more you massaged his dick over his clothes. “Can I touch you?”
“Of course you can,” you responded while bringing your own body closer to his.
His hands slithered around your waist and he hugged you close, his body rolling against yours as his impatient hands groped your body here and there. He was still panting as he brought his lips mere millimeters from yours, teasing you slightly as he tilted his head as if he was going to kiss you.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Yes please.”
With one hand on the back of his neck, your lips met his, your own body now trembling with excitement. You unbuckled his pants and undid his fly before diving your hand down his underwear and producing his hot, throbbing cock. Your fingers ran up and down the length of his dick, your nails tickling the tip as you continued to lock lips with him. Jinsik moved his hand so one was grabbing your hair and messing it up like anything while his other hand strayed to your ass and gripped it while pulling upwards.
A moan left Jinsik’s throat when you began to stroke him properly, his pre-cum allowing your hand to glide up and down with ease. You stroked him slowly as he moved his hands to your blouse, unbuttoning it and pushing your bra upwards so he could firmly massage your breasts, making you groan into his mouth when you felt his fingers twist and play with your nipples.
The friction from your hand and his cock made him feel like his entire body was on fire, and he wanted to release his load, but he wasn’t quite there yet. You knew that too, which is why you ended your intense make-out session and sank to your knees. Jinsik watched with shock and complete and utter lust as you took him into your mouth slowly until your lips were pressed right against his pelvis.
You quietly gagged as you moved your head slightly from the base of his cock to a little away from him over and over again. You only gagged louder when Jinsik ran his fingers through the roots of your hair and gripped tightly, moving your head at the pace he wanted.
“Yes, oh wow… Just like that… Mmm, fuck!”
Jinsik’s groans and sighs filled the elevator as you throat-fucked him. When he bucked his hips towards you, he swore quietly under his breath, the profanities not stopping. You held onto his thighs and dug your nails into the cloth covering his thighs, but your nails were still leaving tiny little crescents that he could feel on his skin, stimulating him further.
He was about to pull out of your mouth and release his load onto your face when he suddenly remembered that there would be no way for him to clean you or anything up for that matter unless one of you decided to forego a piece of your clothing. He was struggling to hold his orgasm until he could figure out exactly what to do, and before he knew it, ropes of his cum shot to the back of your throat. His dick throbbed and twitched in your mouth as he came harder than he ever had before, embarrassment washing over him once more.
The embarrassment only piled on when he looked down at you to see you arching your back and looking up at him with wide eyes, his cock still fully in your mouth. He covered his mouth and bit back a gasp when you swallowed the entire pool of his cum. His cock was starting to get hard again, but thankfully, it immediately went limp when the elevator speakers went off.
“Hello?! Are you still stuck in the elevator?”
You released Jinsik’s cock and wiped the residue from your lips and chin before standing up and walking to the intercom.
“Yes, we are. Took you long enough.”
“My apologies, ma’am. We’ll get you out of there as soon as possible. Hang tight.”
Jinsik, meanwhile, had dressed himself, his face still a light shade of red. It only got redder when you fully turned towards him and began straightening out your own clothes, giving him a beautiful, brief view of your breasts before you fixed your bra.
“Fuck, Y/N…” Jinsik whispered. “I need more of you…”
A slight smirk appeared on your face. You walked up to him and pressed your chest against his as your fingers worked on the buttons of your blouse. You brought your lips to his ear.
“Let’s get out of this elevator, and I’ll let you do whatever you want with me tonight.”
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