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bvidzsoo · 6 months

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⬦Sugar daddy!Seonghwa⬦

TW: suggestive

Word count: 3,9k

A/N: I hate the grip Ateez has on me, I have never ever written so many drabbles or whatever, I'm a long story kinda gal but here they are...torturing me. Anyways, Seonghwa went ahead and posted on IG today and when I saw him my mind instantly went omg that's some sugar daddy vibes, idk why, don't ask, thank you. Feedback is very much so appreciated! Enjoy!

I really would have never imagined a year ago that I would be attending such an event like this one. It was even shocking to myself. But it looked like I was the only one who felt out of place as the people surrounding me seemed to know each other as they indulged in small talk and friendly chatter as if they were old friends catching up. The silky dress felt too tight against my skin and I couldn’t help but pull on it, hoping by some miracle that it would loosen up and wouldn’t wrap around my ribs as it was trying to suffocate me. The little golden purse I clutched in my hands tightly was expensive, too expensive, an item I could’ve never afforded by myself. I wasn’t into fancy things, so even if I could’ve afforded it at some point in life, I still wouldn’t have purchased it. The faces of people seemed to merge into one as I took a sip of my champagne, smiling politely when the older man next to me pointed his glass in my direction before taking a sip himself. I wished I were invisible, but the red dress and the red matching lips only placed me in the spotlight. And if it weren’t for my outfit, being by the side of Park Seonghwa, a successful and young CEO, definitely put me in the spotlight. I could feel the curious gazes of men and women alike, even the envy as some whispered as Seonghwa and I glided through the crowd, wanting to reach the bar. He said he needed something strong, perhaps some whiskey, as the people around us were giving him a headache. Currently, we were conversing with an elderly pair who were big names in the makeup industry, Choi San having joined us not too long ago. He was a rising CEO, almost always in the spotlight, as his magazine was becoming bigger and bigger, visited by more and more celebrities lately. He was Seonghwa’s biggest competitor, constantly challenging him publicly and often mentioning him when it had nothing to do with Seonghwa. Choi San liked to provoke people and taunt, living off of the hate and attention directed his way. I didn’t need to have a PhD in psychology to spot all these things, it was clear as day as he flashed his white teeth in the direction of the elderly pair, bragging about last month’s issue and how much money it made. The elderly pair didn’t seem too impressed, but they congratulated him before diverting their attention back onto Seonghwa, who was patiently waiting for San to stop his theatrics. If I wouldn’t have known Seonghwa so well, I would’ve never known he was irritated, his jaw barely clenched, grip just a little too tight on his glass of champagne. I quietly cleared my throat, getting his attention. His round eyes watched me, face devoid of any emotion, but the glimmer in his eyes assured me that he was feeling fine. I offered him a small smile and his cheeks twitched before he looked away, focusing back on the elderly pair. They were laughing about something I didn’t bother paying attention to, eyes falling on an already staring Choi San as I took another sip of my champagne. It almost made me choke; I couldn’t deny that he was a good-looking man, but I only had eyes for Seonghwa. At least for now.

“I’ve heard about the deal you made with an American firm,” San spoke up with a smirk, one eyebrow raised in Seonghwa’s direction, “Congratulations, breaking through on the American market isn’t something easy.”

Seonghwa chuckled, but it lacked humor, “San, when I made my breakthrough on the American market you were still running around, trying to find a headquarter for your company.”

The elderly pair laughed at the very harmless jab, but San’s smirk slightly faded, annoyed by Seonghwa’s comeback. He was probably right, but I wouldn’t know, I have never been interested in their world of business.

“You look gorgeous, Y/N.” The sudden shift of conversation made me tense as the eyes of four people fell on me, San’s a little hungrier than the rest. I forced a smile on my face, grip tightening on the glass of champagne. I wished the dress didn’t show as much cleavage as it did, and that my hair wasn’t in a low bun, unable to cover my shoulders, “Isn’t that necklace—”

“The latest Saint Laurent Teardrop Chain Links Necklace?” Seonghwa raised an eyebrow before taking a sip of his whiskey, “It is, San. And it’s custom made.”

San’s eyes fell back one me and I cleared my throat, feeling awkward, as the elderly lady eyed me a little bit suspiciously, I felt obliged to speak up, “It’s not something I usually wear, but Seonghwa insisted.”

“I think I have seen that dress on a magazine cover, not too long ago.” The elderly lady noted, eyes narrowed at me. I felt like they could tell how poor I actually was compared to them. It felt like a paper with the words ‘intruder’ was glued to my back and everyone was staring, pointing their fingers at me, or whispering vile things. I gulped, but before I could speak up, I felt an arm sneak around my shoulders, squeezing my arm lightly.

“You have seen it right, then, Mrs. Eom, it was on my magazine.” Seonghwa said with a smirk, sending me a wink which made me slightly blush. The day he saw it on the mannequin he sent me a picture and texted me that he’d get it for me. I refused, because it was truly too much and it also cost a lot, and also, I didn’t really have a fitting event where I would wear it to. So, I guess Seonghwa had to do something about that and that’s how I was dragged along to this fundraiser for disabled people. This wasn’t something which had been in the contract I have signed two months ago, but I didn’t dare bring it up when Seonghwa showed up to my apartment in the morning, holding two designer boxes and a designer paper bag. He said he didn’t have time to have breakfast with me, but he expected to see me in the evening, wearing everything he handed me. Before I could accept or refuse him, he was running off, phone at his ear as he spoke to someone important. I could only sigh and hope for a dinner in a very fancy restaurant, instead I found myself at a place infested with very important and insanely rich people. I was sure I even saw the prime minister like half an hour ago.

“Oh, delightful!” Mrs. Eom exclaimed, but no emotion came through her voice, eyes watching me almost accusingly. Why did an old hag have beef with me when she didn’t even know me? Before I could say something inappropriate, Seonghwa gave my shoulder another squeeze, swiftly taking his arm off my body. He seemed to know me well too, a glance at my face and he was able to tell what I was feeling and thinking. We hadn’t spent too much time together in these past two months, but it felt like we understood each other on a deeper level, beyond words even. I looked around as the orchestra started playing, the front of the room slightly clearing as people made place for those dancing. My eyes fell back onto Seonghwa, and as his eyes were trained somewhere else, I dared staring at him openly. He was an absolutely gorgeous man, breathtaking even. His black hair was slicked back with three strands framing the right side of his face, longer strands than the others poking around on his nape. His shoulders were relaxed yet his posture was straight and proper. His silky black shirt, with three buttons undone at the top, was tucked inside his black dress pants, an Yves Saint Laurent belt keeping his outfit together. The black velvet coat reached just bellow his thighs and his Yves Saint Laurent shoulder bag had been disregarded a while ago at the table we sat at. Despite my obvious staring, Seonghwa remained oblivious to it, however, San didn’t. His eyes were narrowed and lips pulled into a grin as we made eye contact. My cheeks burned and I quickly averted my eyes. Catching feelings wasn’t written into the contract, or what would happen if Seonghwa and I did fall for each other, a thing which was far from happening. I wasn’t in love with him, but I had eyes, and I found him extremely attractive. Whether he was dressed up or wore something casual, Seonghwa always looked spectacular. As a waiter passed with a tray in their hands, San quickly placed his empty glass on it and cleared his throat, interlacing his hands in front of himself.

“Miss Y/N, may I have the honor to dance with you first tonight?” San’s eyebrows were raised as he looked at me with a smirk and I stared at him without a reaction. Was I allowed to dance with him? Seonghwa was right next to me, he certainly wouldn’t like that. And I didn’t want to dance with him either, he sometimes made me feel very uncomfortable with his unnecessary comments and over the top compliments. But before anyone could interject, San took two steps towards me and then grabbed my left hand carefully, a smile erupting on his face, “Come.”

And before I could refuse him, he was pulling me after himself, making me hand my purse over to Seonghwa in a hurry as San lead the way to the dance floor. I felt awkward as curious eyes watched us, some people greeting San as we passed by. His grip turned firm and I could feel my palm get sweaty as I braced myself for what was to come. It couldn’t be that bad, besides, I would only dance with him for a short amount of time before I would excuse myself to the bathroom in hopes of getting away from him. San stopped in the center, facing me with a charming smile, sharp eyes watching me closely. I cleared my throat and placed my hand on his shoulder, allowing his hand on my lower back to pull me closer towards himself. I slightly tensed, but willed myself to relax in his arms. I didn’t quite enjoy dancing with Seonghwa’s competitor and biggest rival, especially not when I knew how much distaste Seonghwa had towards San.

“Fancy seeing you here tonight, Y/N,” San spoke up as he swayed us to the slow beat of the orchestra, “I didn’t think you’d attend such an event.”

San didn’t know what type of relationship was between Seonghwa and I, but he has seen us together quite often, always bugging Seonghwa whether I was his girlfriend or not. I most certainly wasn’t.

“It came as a surprise to me as well.” I admitted quietly, focusing on not stepping on San’s feet or on my own dress. The high heels were also slightly uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but be hyperaware of every move I made.

“So, Seonghwa didn’t plan on bringing you along, huh?” A satisfied smirk made it onto San’s face and I sighed, looking over his shoulder.

“He most certainly did since I’m here, don’t you think?” I couldn’t help but slightly snap, sending him the smallest glare as we made eye contact.

“Of course,” San chuckled, pulling his eyebrows up, “he wouldn’t want to leave behind his eye candy.”

His comment didn’t sit well with me, but I just bit the inside of my cheek and let it go, not wanting to give San the satisfaction of seeing me annoyed. He waited a few more seconds, probably thinking I was formulating my answer, but when the silence continued to stretch on, San chuckled to himself, looking amused as I dared take a glance at him.

“Everything you’re wearing tonight is quite expensive, isn’t it?” He continued, eyes running over my frame. It certainly felt uncomfortable as I could easily spot the lust in them as his eyes stayed a little too long on my exposed collarbones.

“Yes, they were expensive.” I hummed, looking over his shoulder when San glanced at my face.

“Bought them yourself?” His tone feigned innocence, but the smirk on his lips made it obvious that he was prodding and jabbing, “Didn’t think a university student could afford all of these things, to be honest.”

I gulped as my throat felt suddenly dry, heartrate picking up. Of course I couldn’t afford what I was wearing tonight, two months ago I could barely pay rent and the tuition fees for my course at the university. Seonghwa seemed like an angel in disguise at the time, however, lately I’ve been feeling guilty for accepting all of his money instead of trying to make some myself. In my defense, my itinerary was so packed I could barely find a place which would hire me even half norm, it was frustrating.

“Some of these were gifts.” I opted to answer, clearing my throat when San’s fingers slightly dug into my lower back, pulling me even closer to himself. Our bodies were almost touching, his musky scent invaded my nostrils. I certainly didn’t like it.

“You know,” He spoke up again, eyebrows furrowed, “Seonghwa is quite known for changing partners after like…half a year, I guess his standards are too high or something. Unless…”

My heartbeat paused for a second as I looked San in the eyes, “Unless, you’re not his girlfriend but his whore—”

“I think you’ve spent enough time with Y/N for a lifetime, Choi San.” The sudden harsh voice made me flinch as I carefully peeled myself away from San, heart beating like crazy as I turned my head. I was met with a furious looking Seonghwa, kind eyes pulled into slits as he glared San down, jaw clenched. I noticed the people around us glancing our way, and when my eyes fell on San his chest was puffed out and eyes challenging as he stared down the taller man.

“Seonghwa,” I whispered and curled my fingers around his bicep, getting his attention, “He’s not worth causing a scene, let it go.”

His eyes bore into mine as I heard San scoff at my words, but before he could open his annoying mouth and say something else, Seonghwa gripped the hand I had around his bicep and peeled it off, hand slipping to my wrist as he turned around and took off, steps hurried. I struggled to keep up with him in my high heels and even ran into someone, having to hastily apologize as Seonghwa wasn’t stopping anytime soon. I noticed the direction we were storming in, the restrooms. I gulped and realized Seonghwa was angry and needed time away from everyone, probably to give me a lecture and break off the contract we had. I could only hope he wouldn’t ask for the money back; I couldn’t remember if that was a clause or not in the contract. We rounded the corner and Seonghwa kicked the door of the restroom open with his foot, shoulders raising and falling rapidly as we entered the men’s restroom. A guy, who looked like security, was washing his hands, pausing when he noticed us.

“Sir—”

“Get out.” Seonghwa’s voice was low as he glared at the poor security guard, who seemed to be speechless for a few seconds.

“This is the men’s restroom—”

“And I said, get out.” Seonghwa emphasized his words again, staring daggers at the unbudging security guard, seemingly a glaring match breaking out between them. My nerves were rising, and I tapped my heel against the floor, biting my lower lip when nobody moved.

“Seonghwa.” I called out for him, but he didn’t look away from the security guard. However, the man broke his staring contest and looked at me, taken aback.

“Park Seonghwa?” He asked amazed and as I nodded, he quickly bowed his head and scurried out, making me let out a long sigh. My shoulders slouched forward as I pulled my hand out of Seonghwa’s, which made him whirl around and look at me with a sharp stare. I gulped and suddenly felt small underneath his eyes as his fury was directed at me only.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to dance with San, but I don’t think I had much of a chance,” I found myself explaining quickly, “And I didn’t want to cause a scene which would damage your reputation.”

Seonghwa took in a deep breath before releasing it, jaw clenching, “You’re not my whore, Y/N, you’re my sugar baby.”

I bit my lower lip, the term still making me feel slightly uncomfortable. I don’t think I could ever get used to it. I looked at the floor as Seonghwa sighed loudly again, realizing that he was angry at San and not me, having overheard his words.

“Yeah, I know.” I muttered as I saw Seonghwa’s polished shoes come into view as I was still looking down.

“You didn’t want to come tonight and I forced you into coming, I’m sorry.” His voice was soft and he looked guilty as I looked up at him, eyebrows furrowing.

“You didn’t force me, what are you talking about?” I asked confused.

“I saw how uncomfortable you were feeling all night.” He explained, playing with the rings on his fingers, “I also should’ve chosen a dress less revealing knowing your preferences, I’m sorry for that too—”

“Seonghwa, this dress is gorgeous!” I said with a chuckle as I pointed at it, hands shimmying down my hips, “Albeit a bit too revealing, and too expensive, but it’s beautiful and I appreciate your gesture, I hope you know that. Regardless of how I’ve been feeling tonight.”

Seonghwa gulped and took a step closer, eyes running over my frame before he looked back up into my eyes, “You are gorgeous, not the dress, Y/N. That’s just a piece of fabric.”

My cheeks flushed at his words and I averted my eyes shyly, feeling Seonghwa’s soft fingers grip my chin as he made me look at him again. He stepped even closer and his warmth wrapped around me, fruity scent enveloping me and making me shiver. Seonghwa certainly noticed as he studied my face for a reaction, but I was trying hard to contain the fluster I was feeling and my frantic heartbeat.

“Our contract is coming to an end next month,” Seonghwa whispered, as if he was afraid anyone would hear us, there was nobody but us inside the spacious and marble covered restroom, “Let’s extend it for another six months.”

“Six months?” I asked surprised, remembering well that Seonghwa’s contracts only lasted for three months. He hummed and nodded as he closed the gap between our bodies, tilting my head slightly up. It was rare that he stood so close and held me so boldly. We were rarely physical with each other, the occasional hand holding and kisses on the cheeks happened when I was feeling down or Seonghwa was feeling tired, and we made out a couple of times here and there when we were drunk. The contract made it clear that everything had to be consensual and if one person refused, it shouldn’t be brought up until they were ready to talk about it or made it obvious that they wanted it to happen. Seonghwa was a respectful and well-mannered man, there were few others like him, if none at all. My lips slightly parted as Seonghwa’s eyes fell on my lips and I closed my eyes when he started leaning in slowly, lips pressing against mine carefully, experimentally. It was so light that if I were to pull away, it felt like it never happened, but instead, I pressed myself firmly against him, Seonghwa’s hand coming to hold the side of my face. Our lips moved slowly against each other, testing, searching, savoring the other’s lips. My hands rested against his chest as his free hand went to hold my waist, slowly slipping to the place where San held onto earlier, my lower back. This time, goosebumps erupted on my skin and I slightly shuddered against Seonghwa as his long fingers dug into my skin, his lips picking up pace. I matched his feverish kisses, desperately wanting to tangle my fingers into the hair against his nape, but not wanting to mess up his hairstyle, so instead, I gripped the collar of his velvet coat, my other hand going around his shoulder. Seonghwa pulled me into himself totally, chests pressing together painfully as he sucked on my lower lip, carefully pressing his tongue against my mouth. I understood what he wanted and parted my lips for him, granting him access as he tilted my head up even more, hands clutching onto me firmly, his tongue carefully exploring my warm mouth. He tasted like the whiskey he had been drinking, and cherry. He loved cherry candies; he had probably eaten one not long before. My nose pushed against his cheek as our tongues tangled together, lapping at each other, a fire ignited inside me as my hand slipped up to his nape. Before I could second guess myself, I allowed my fingers to tangle into the short strands and I tugged on them, Seonghwa’s hand abruptly slipping down to my ass as he gave it a firm squeeze, making me gasp into his mouth. He took that momentum to suck on my tongue and suddenly my knees felt weak from the lack of air, but not just. I could devour him right here, but that wasn’t very lady like, nor too smart. Anyone could enter the restroom anytime. And despite the urgency in Seonghwa’s kiss, he sucked on my lower lip as he pulled back, pressing his forehead against mine. He was panting and I had to wipe the corner of my mouth as saliva threatened to drip down.

“Let’s do six months.” I rasped out, in the process of catching my breath. As I opened my eyes, I watched as Seonghwa’s teeth was attached to his plump lower lip, a deep hum leaving his throat as he agreed with my final answer.

“Good, I’ve still got a lot to offer to you.” He said as he opened his eyes and a smile instantly appeared on his lips. And then, his finger was rubbing underneath my lower lip and the corner of my mouth, chuckling as my own eyes fell onto Seonghwa’s unnaturally red lips. It made me blush as I allowed him to fix me up, hand giving my ass another squeeze, making me gasp as I jumped. The amused smile disappeared from his lips as a pleased smirk took its place.

“Let’s dance?” He asked and I nodded wordlessly, mesmerized by his voice and eyes as Seonghwa took a step back, hands falling from my body as I detached myself from him too, gulping nervously. He extended a hand and I placed my palm in his, fingers intertwining as he lead us towards the door.

I wouldn’t mind having Seonghwa as my sugar daddy for another six months, not if he would kiss me again and again like he kissed me tonight.

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hwaslayer · 7 months

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project: make you love me (jyh) | eight.

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 3.2k

—chapter content/warnings: scary movie night with friends!!, flashback scene with seonghwa 😅, snuggles, holding hands, yunho is the sweetest and super gentle with oc 🥺, a kiss on the cheek hehe, the next two updates will also be very crucial for these lovebirds!! 🖤

"What else should we buy in this aisle?" Chaery slowly pushes the cart down the chip aisle.

"Dude? We already have so much chips." Seungmin points at the popcorn boxes, nachos and other chips already sitting in the cart. "We haven't even gone to the desserts yet."

"Kim Seungmin, we are hosting a scary movie night. Back to back scary movies." She pauses to glare at him. "Of course people are going to look for food. We need to over-compensate than under-compensate." She continues to lecture him.

"She's kinda right." Soobin shrugs. "Gotta be good hosts." He shows the big pack of sour worms in his hand. "Sour worms?"

"Yes, but for decoration!" She grabs the bag and tosses it into the cart.

"Decoration?"

"Yeah, I'm going to put it into a fancy jar and organize it all cutely." Chaery giggles, making you shake your head as you trail behind with Soobin.

"Can we please just eat these normally?" Seungmin continues to bicker with Chaery as they finally lead the way out of the aisle and onto the baked goods/dessert section. Soobin tucks his hands in his pockets, looking down at you with a smirk. You furrow a brow, confused as to what he's smiling like that for.

"What? Weirdo." He laughs and shakes his head.

"Oh, nothing." You playfully hit him on the bicep. "Ouch!"

"You can't just look at me then say that."

"Nah. It's nothing serious. But, Yunho is still coming right?"

"Yes." You squint your eyes at him.

"Goodluck making sure Chaery stays quiet."

"Oh hush, she'll be fine."

"Mhm." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Just friends, remember?"

"Hm." Soobin hums. "We'll see about that tonight."

"Choi Soobin, what is that supposed to mean?"

"Scary movies are the best environment for PDA."

"Or, scary movies are just a good environment for friends in general."

"Mm, no." Soobin shuts you down, making you scoff. "But, we can say that if it makes you feel better."

"It does." You continue to squint at him. "You guys are such instigators."

"Sorry." He smirks. "Just know I think it's adorable." You make a face and roll your eyes. "On a more serious note, have you heard from Seonghwa?" You shake your head.

"Not really. Not after I told him we should end things." You shrug. "He can be mad all he wants, but I'm done with it. He doesn't realize he's wrong."

"Good." Soobin scratches at his temple. "What if he ends up running back to you, though?"

"No, I highly doubt that." You say lowly. "Why?"

"Just wondering. I, um, was just reminded of when Seonghwa never wanted to join in on movie nights or our kick-its. I know it's a small thing but it meant a lot to you. It's nice knowing Yunho is making the effort, even as your friend."

"Mm, yeah." You look at your feet as you continue to walk alongside of him.

♣︎ FLASHBACK

"Hwa." You gently nudge him while lifting your head from his chest to look at him directly in the eye.

"Hm?" He hums, eyes still glued onto his tv screen in front of him. The both of you lay in his bed, his apartment awfully quiet after San and Mingi left for a late night fast food run. Seonghwa's fingers gently trace circles on the edge of your shoulder, his expression flat as he continues to watch the show that's on.

"We're having a movie night at the apartment in a few days. You should come." He lets out a small, pathetic chuckle before shaking his head.

"I don't know."

"Why not? You never come even though it's just my roommates and a few of our friends."

"Exactly. I don't know your friends like that, so why would I go?" You furrow your brows and lift your head from his chest.

"So wouldn't you take that as an opportunity to get to know them?"

"What makes you think your friends are interested in getting to know me? I know they don't like me." Seonghwa has a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips.

"Because they're my friends at the end of the day. They'll still try because they know it matters to me. Just like me asking you to do the same with them."

"It's just weird. I don't wanna be around people who don't like me. On top of that, I know they're your friends, but I'm sure they truly care less." He sighs. "Sorry, I just don't see myself doing it."

"Not even for me?"

"Why do you have to form it that way? You're trapping me into the situation." You roll your eyes, throwing your leg over him to start getting dressed again. "Where are you going?"

"Home."

"I'm being honest, Y/N. I don't see the point of this." He sighs and tries to grab at your wrist. "You don't have to act like that. If it really makes you feel better, I'll do the next one. Okay?" He says just to give you what you wanna hear, though he doesn't mean it and he'll find another way to get out of it.

"Nevermind. Just forget it."

♣︎ END

"My point is.. people always realize after they lose something good. I just don't wanna see you get hurt by Seonghwa again, is all." Soobin chimes in again.

"Thanks." You give him a small smile. But, it immediately fades when you both hear Seungmin and Chaery bickering over the types of dessert they should buy, and whether or not Chaery should arrange a small charcuterie board last minute. Soobin cuts in and tells Chaery not to, while grabbing a pack of freshly baked cookies for dessert. He takes the cart from them and heads towards the self-checkout, making you laugh at how frustrated he's gotten in the past few minutes. When you and your roommates finally get home, you all get washed up and clean the apartment to start setting up the food at the table.

You're excited to see Yunho tonight, especially since you both haven't seen each other over the weeks due to tremendous amounts of tests, papers and projects. But, he still checked on you through random texts and calls, keeping it short for the sake of deadlines and letting you get rest. But, you missed Yunho, his company. You missed the random walks. You missed the McDonald's runs. You missed seeing him in the library— which, you haven't really gone to just because you've been spending more nights studying with your roommates comfortably in your apartment.

You remember asking him if he was still down to come tonight, reassuring him that he wasn't obligated and that you'd completely understand if he had other things to do. To be honest, you were ready for it. You were ready for Yunho to tell you he indeed did have other [better] things to work on.

'Nope. I'm gonna be there.'

Is what he surprisingly comes back with when you tell him. When you heard his response on the other line, you felt your palms get a little sweaty, nerves starting to get to the best of you. How could you keep him entertained? Did he feel pressured? Did he even want to go? What was he going to think of you with your friends?

He is going because he is genuinely interested in going, right?

You couldn't help but overthink.

"Hey, what're you thinking about?" Chaery looks at you before unloading the chips into a big bowl.

"I hope Yunho didn't feel pressured or obligated to come."

"Are you kidding?! Absolutely not!" She sets the empty bag aside. "If he didn't want to come, I am certain Yunho respects you enough to be honest about it. But, I genuinely think he wants to come and just hang out with you." Chaery brushes your hair back. "Don't think that way, babe. If I were him, I'd love to spend time with you, too." You chuckle and roll your eyes.

"Please. We are just friends."

"For now." She winks with a playful pinch to the arm. "Promise he will enjoy himself."

"Thank you." You poke out your bottom lip. "So, how can I make myself useful?" She laughs.

"You are always useful. But, a bit of help with organizing the snacks would be great! People are gonna be here soon." You chuckle and help her set up the rest of the snacks, spreading the decorations across the table shortly afterwards.

Just as she had mentioned, your friends started arriving quickly— all falling into your apartment one by one. You start to worry a bit when Yunho hasn't arrived, anxiously fiddling with your fingers and checking your phone. You head into the bathroom to relieve yourself and take a moment to calm down.

If he didn't want to be here, he would just say so.

You let out a breath and swing the door open, eyes landing on the front door ahead.

"There you are! She's finally done doing her business—" Your eyes widen when you see Yunho standing next to Seungmin, furrowing your brows at your roommate for having no filter most of the time.

"Seungmin." You say with clenched teeth, making him laugh.

"Kidding! Jeez." He gently taps Yunho on the arm with the back of his hand. "Anyway, I'm gonna help Chaery with the rest of this stuff in the kitchen. Feel free to grab whatever you need and get comfortable." Seungmin jogs over to the kitchen, leaving you and Yunho alone.

"I honestly thought you were gonna back out last minute." Yunho raises a brow before laughing a bit.

"Is that what you think of me?" You shake your head. "I told you I wanted to come."

"I'm glad you didn't change your mind." You smile up at him. "Hungry?"

"A bit?" You laugh and show him to the food, letting him greet your friends and roommates on the way. Yunho helps himself to a slice of pizza, while you take two— getting a bowl of chips and popcorn to share before you plop onto the couch and set your things down on the coffee table. Everyone is pretty much situated at this point, all sprawled throughout your living room while waiting for the first movie to play.

"Okay! Is everyone ready?!" Chaery asks, making sure everyone has their food before beginning.

"Let's go! Play it!" Hyunjin responds excitedly from the floor. And with that, the first movie begins: The Devil Inside.

Of course, with any scary movie, things can start off slow. It gives the illusion that it may not be as bad as you think— when indeed, it eventually does get to that point. Yunho sits next to you on the couch, hugging close to the arm rest to give you space in case you needed it. But, he feels your leg brush against his and he feels himself loosen up. He doesn't feel so tense when you set your plate back onto the coffee table and give him a few gentle taps on the thigh, asking him if he needs anything with that pretty smile of yours. He almost gets lost in the way your eyes twinkle when you look at him, the way your smile feels so genuine.

You are warm.

You are safe.

"I'm okay." Yunho responds to your question with a low whisper. You give him a small nod before proceeding to eat your food while watching the movie.

As the movie progresses, there are a few moments when you've already had to sit back and cover your eyes, the scenes too intense for your liking. Yunho actually hates these movies, truly. He can't stand them because he hates the visuals, the sounds. He doesn't really know where he lies about all this stuff, he truthfully wouldn't know how to explain it. But, he just doesn't like it. It's unsettling, and it's not his cup of tea. Of course, probably stating the obvious for most people.

The point here is that even if you had told him about the movie choice beforehand, he'd still show up. Because he genuinely wants to be here with you. He'll take any time he gets outside of school purposes.

"Oh shit!" You jump from the loud sound, instantly covering your face and digging it against Yunho's shoulder. He laughs at you, before wrapping his arm around your waist— pulling you closer to his body.

"It's okay, it's over." He chuckles, looking at you while you continue to hide behind your hands.

"Don't lie to me!"

"I would never. I promise."

"Ugh." You whine. "I'm sorry, I'm gonna hide from time to time."

"It's fine, I don't mind."

"Really?" You look up at him as you find your body comfortably resting against his, Yunho's arm still wrapped around you to keep you there. He simply nods with a small smile, subtly biting onto his bottom lip when he feels you adjust in your position and scoot even closer. Yunho is trying his best not to be stiff, awkward; but in all honesty, he likes having you close and he just wants you comfortable.

"Really." He whispers as the intensity in the movie climbs again. You smile at him before returning your attention to the tv, Yunho's hand gently resting on your thigh.

"Dude." Seungmin whispers over to Chaery and subtly nods in your direction. "Cute."

"Stop." She harshly whispers back with a playful tap to the chest. "Leave them!"

"Says you." Seungmin bites back sarcastically before earning another hit on the bicep.

You continue to let Yunho hold you, hand gently resting against your thigh as you keep close to him. He draws tiny circles on the surface of your leggings, making you silently giggle to yourself from the ticklish feeling due to his gentle touch. At some point, your hand lingers near his, but you're too afraid to make the first move [if any]. So, you don't. You can barely focus on the movie because you're too busy deciding if you should just say fuck it or not.

The movie says otherwise, though. Especially when a loud jump scare happens yet again.

"Oh my god, can they stop doing that!" You jump, hands coming up to cover your face.

"Y/N, watch the movie." Yunho teases, trying to pry your hands away from your face.

"Only if they promise to stop the bullshit." You joke.

"Okay, I'll call them and discuss." Yunho successfully pries your hands off after that statement, eyes peering into yours to check if you're okay. He doesn't necessarily let go of your right hand, letting you lace your fingers with his.

"You're funny." You giggle.

"At least you're laughing, though." He smiles. "Promise the rest of the movie won't be that bad. I got you, okay?"

"Okay." You nod, sinking back into your position against Yunho, hands still laced together.

"Comfortable?" You smile at him.

"Mhm. If you are."

"Don't worry about me. As long as you don't feel threatened by the movie." You let out a small laugh.

As the movie continues, your position shifts in a way where you're almost laying onto Yunho, while he continues to have an arm wrapped around you and his hand locked with yours. Being with Yunho makes you feel comfortable, and the movies seem less threatening with him here. You can handle scary movies for the most part, but having him feels like a warm blanket on a cold, snowy day; having Yunho feels like the one sunshine ray poking through the clouds.

Yunho is safe.

The rest of the movie goes on, with Yunho being there to soften the blows of the remaining jumpscares. Before the next movie, you run to grab a few more snacks, with Yunho still welcoming you in his arms just like before. When the second movie gets rolling, things continue in the same manner with him. No one is really batting an eye, but everyone is also aware that you and Yunho have gotten closer lately. They try to mind their own business, except they all can agree on one thing: You deserve better than Park Seonghwa. You have been happier without him.

That's all that matters.

During the second movie, Yunho continues his subtle acts of affection— little pinches on your thigh, squeezing your hand, caressing the surface of your hand with his thumb as his way to console you, teasing you whenever you hide;

Nothing more, nothing less.

And it brings you so, so many butterflies. Yet, you're still not really sure of what you feel for Yunho. Maybe you're scared, maybe you're overthinking? Maybe Seonghwa was partially to blame since you're afraid of getting hurt. But, what you do know is that you hate when the movie marathon comes to an end because this means your friends go home, Yunho goes home.

Everyone does their role in helping you and your roommates clean up, even though you've reassured them that they didn't need to. With that, the house is clean under half an hour, friends bidding their farewells shortly after. Yunho sticks around to make sure nothing else is needed, giving you leverage to join him outside once your roommates thank him for his help.

"What a night." Yunho laughs at your statement just as he slips back into his shoes, throwing his hood over his head.

"Exhausting?"

"A bit." You giggle. "I can walk you to your apartment—" Yunho shakes his head.

"No, then who is gonna walk you back?" He smirks. "We'll go back and forth." You snort.

"Fine." You cross your arms and look up at him. "Did you have fun, though?"

"I did have fun watching you cover your eyes and accidentally hit me from time to time." You laugh.

"Hey!"

"Kidding. I did." He chuckles and gently taps you on the tip of your nose. "I'll be okay on the walk over."

"Okay." You smile. "Thank you for coming, and for being my shield?" You say in a questioning tone and Yunho smiles.

"Of course." You walk closer and open your arms for a hug, immediately wrapping them around his waist when he pulls you in. You hold your position against him for a bit, taking in his scent while he continues to hold you.

Yunho is warm.

Yunho is safe.

When you finally pull back and look up at him, you hesitate with your next move. But, with the way Yunho continues keep his gaze on you, you almost feel like he's expecting your next move. Maybe he'd like it? You can't exactly help yourself, either. He was so sweet and gentle with you earlier, and he didn't have to come tonight. He didn't have to, especially not knowing anybody besides your roommates. Yet, he did. And he was there by your side the entire time.

You can't exactly help yourself.

So, you toss the overthinking out the window, tippy-toe and give Yunho a chaste kiss to the cheek. He smiles a bit, ears instantly hot and red.

"Seriously, thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, Y/N. I like your company." He digs his hands into his pockets. "Get some rest."

"Okay. I will. Goodnight, Yunho."

"Goodnight." He bites onto his bottom lip before turning on his heel for the lonely walk back to his apartment. It's a little past midnight and Yunho really does feel the loneliness the farther he gets from your apartment. When he steps into his own, he kicks his shoes off and gets ready for bed. As soon as he slips into his covers and his head hits the pillow, he can't help but think of you.

You.

Tonight, Yunho doesn't think sleep will find him. But he's okay with it for once. Because it's you— you're the reason why sleep won't find him. You're the reason why he's been happier.

You.

And he hopes you feel the same way, too.

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acciocriativity · 6 months

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THE 'U' IN 'US' - ATEEZ SERIES - CHAPTER TWO

Summary: You weren't really the lonely girl™ of campus, but it does feel like it when you look around, and there's no one by your side when everyone else are talking and whispering between each other. You did have "friends", more like "group projet friends" that you managed to get for yourself, but they were the ones that were real close, you were there only when they had an extra empty seat. But it seems like the gods above took your nonchalant facade as a challenge. Oh, you don't think you need friends to survive through college? Bet.

Pairing: Non! idol OT8 ateez x reader (platonic)

Tags: college! au; hybrid! au; ateez! au; fluff (a whole lot of fluff and wholesomeness); angst; hurt/comfort; mentions of loneliness and insecurities; mentions of hybrid mistreatment and abuse

WC: 2,4k

N/A: Do we have some plot? Yes we do!! I'm excited to hear you guys thoughts. If you enjoyed this, don't forget to reblog so my work can reach more people <3

ONE MASTERLIST THREE

Ateez Masterlist

In your neighborhood, most residents were 60 something that complained about any noise after 5 p.m. so they heard the sirens miles away and the commotion was set even before you saw 8 guys running straight to your house.

You froze, standing still by the window for a moment or two. You just got into the house, and you were sure you said send a text, which you were waiting for the whole way home, but you got nothing. The moment they stopped to breath was the one where your legs seemed to function again.

You opened the door wide and gestured for them to come in and to do it fast.

In front of all of your nosy neighbors, they got into your house for the first time.

You saw the relief in their faces as each one of them walked in and let their shoes by the door. You noticed the sweat in their foreheads and how much they were hyperventilating, how could you not? They looked like they just ran a marathon, and you didn’t doubt it, considering how fast they reach your house, almost as fast as you did.

“How about a cup of water”, you heard the streams of thank you’s as you went to the kitchen.

You never had to use that many before and would never have bought it if it depended solely on your social circle. For the first time, you thanked your parents for hosting so much when you’re younger and just wanted to watch some TV in the living room.

It was when you took the third glass cup out of the cabinet, you noticed they were silent. There were no footsteps sounds, no voices talking, no nothing.

“Come on, there’s no need for that in here”, you said in the same calm and low voice tone.

Hongjoong cleaned his throat and did his best to pretend he wasn’t that embarrassed by your call-out. He searched the whole space without moving a muscle, he found nothing near threatening as he thought, but out of instinct, he stood there as he looked out for them and out of instinct the rest of them waited for a sign to actually rest and let their guard down in that new environment.

The moment Hongjoong waved lightly with his right hand, it was a domino effect. Mingi sank to the floor as he took a deep breath. Yeosang leaned on the floor to collect his own thoughts. San and Wooyoung, hand-in-hand, slowly roamed through the huge living room, but not as big as the one they once called home and hell in the same breath.

Yunho and Jongho followed you to the kitchen as Seonghwa rubbed Hongjoong’s left shoulder, then made him walk to the others.

“I’ll help you with those”, Yunho said, then took three full cups with both his hands as if that was his second nature. His eyes were gentle as he looked at you for those couple of seconds, the words ‘thank you’ weren’t needed to send the message.

Jongho leaned against the wall as he waited for you to fill the rest. “Thank you for taking us in, and sorry for the trouble”, he said it while his head looked down to your carpet.

“This wasn’t trouble, I should’ve known none of you is the kind to send a ‘hey, help me’ text”, both of you giggled together at that. “Aren’t you tired, too?”, you glanced at him before putting down the last glass cup on the counter.

He was holding himself together well if he was just pretending in front of you.

“I stretched before going to campus, guess it gave me some results today”, he shrugged, a small smile on his face as he took other three cups.

Before you could help with the last two, Yunho swiftly took it off of your hands and lead you the way out back to the living room.

“So”, you said as they chugged down the water and were comfy on the couches and armchairs, at least for that moment. “Is there something I should know for when the police comes?”, the words caused some wide eyes and nervous looks from Mingi and Seonghwa. “I kind of have a plan, I’ll get them off our backs for now, but I need to know I won’t be caught in a lie”.

“Hm, there’s not much to know, we kept our distance from them for years now, beside the thing with the apartment”, Seonghwa said as his tail moved left and right even when he tried to stop it.

“Can they prove all of you lived there?”

“No”, Hongjoong answered it fast.

You smiled because, of course, he destroyed everything before they ran out of there.

“That’s good enough for me”, you took a deep breath. “If any of you ever got questioned, you are under the hybrid protective services of my dad, Mr. Lee, just give them this name and wait for me whatever situation may be and for the record, you’re staying here under law protection, everyone on the same page?”

“Yes, but is that even real? Are they going to leave it alone?”, Jongho asked.

Hongjoong and San were the most unsure ones with this plan, trying to form a backup plan already if shit went down, and they needed to go on the run.

“It is, but I need a lot of paperwork to prove it, lucky us these people are underpaid and understaffed, when did they actually do more than needed of them, right?”

Right there, you made a good point. They could always count with the low effort and incompetent policemen, but usually that made everything worse for them. To make that a benefit would be a welcomed first.

“Any more questions?”, you felt stupid acting like a teacher to those hybrids, but if anyone found a hole in this story, the pleasure of ruining your lives could be bigger than fatigue, there was no doubt in it.

They shook their heads’ no.

“Good, I have four bathrooms so be my guest, all of you can take a shower, and I’ll order some food for us, okay?”

“Oh, thank goodness”, Wooyoung got up as soon as you finished. “So where’s the dir- ow, that hurts”, he whined as he caressed his left forearm up and down.

San gave you an embarrassed yellow smile and then went back to avoiding your gaze once again.

“Basement first door of the corridor, downstairs second door to the right, upstairs second door and the right door on the last bedroom”, you showed with your hands as you gave the directions. “It would be politer to give you all a house tour, but you’re not any common guests so wander as much as you like to, I really don’t think you’re going to be lost with those good noses of yours”.

Now, not even San could hold back a genuine smile.

“That is it, I’ll bring some clothes now go, go”, you gestured for them to hurry.

You seemed pretty confident in yourself and if they noticed the facade, nobody said anything. You did not mention on purpose how much you counted with the respect of your father’s name and reputation, which was quite a lot, but you’re confident on your lying skills, since you spent years of your teenage years polishing it.

As they went their separate ways, filling the empty shell of your house, you felt warmth as a quick thought crossed through your head, but you let it go as fast as it came.

You felt breathless as you rummaged through your father’s closet. You found some peace in that dusty room as your mind started to catch up with everything you did and said and the possible implications of it all. There are 9 hybrids in the house now, and you put your neck in line for them without much thought like always. You have always been the act first, worry next kind of person, but it’s the first time the full responsibility would fall on your lap if the plan went south.

“This would have to do it for now”, you said as you looked at the heavy pile in your arms.

They still didn’t come to the living room when the doorbell rang, not once, not twice.

It occurred to you that you needed to clean this mess at some point, he left too many clothes behind for you to pretend like he cares for them.

You ran to the door, suddenly nervous about the amount of lies you were about to spill.

“Hello, how can I help you?”, you forced a smile as soon as you saw the uniformed man standing there, thank goddess one you didn’t know.

“Well, hello Miss, one of your neighbors told us nine hybrids invaded your home… Is that true? You seem uninjured”, he was calm as someone who was ready to break down a door would be.

Behind the man, you saw other five of them holding guns ready to step in as back up. Since when were they allowed to carry guns? You focused your attention on the man in front of you again.

“They didn’t invade, I’m sure this is a misunderstood, do you know my father chief of the hybrid protection department Mr. Lee?”, the flash of recognition softened his featured and he nodded. “We found them, and we took them over to be under law protection here until we have a good home for them, it’s been tough with the hybrid facilities closing recently”, you said it with an unspoken sadness you didn’t feel over that at all, but he nodded along with you.

“Yeah, I heard they are going to go after the fight clubs too, so no more show for us, I guess”, he said it like it was just a silly comment and his whole demeanor was different all of a sudden. The man was young, but to lean on your door like a love interesting out of a romcom still made you want to throw up.

“Oh”, it was the best you could say, because you couldn’t make yourself agree to that. “Right, so are in the clear? I mean if you want to you can talk to my father bu-”

“No, no, there’s no need, this is not the first time he became the hero for some mut-”

There was no movement in the house.

“Have a good day, mister”, you closed the door onto his face and your smile faded.

Your hands were shaking as you slowly made your way to grab yourself a glass of cold water.

If Hongjoong couldn’t hear their hearts, he would be worried. It was him and Seonghwa at your basement and both weren’t in the mood to talk since they arrived at the house for different reasons. Hongjoong had this habit of being lost on his own worries and what if’s, Seonghwa did his best to pull him out but, still unsuccessful until he smelled the officer scent.

People like that really made Hongjoong’s blood boil, the ones who are there only for the status the position gave, but who also took full advantage of the fuck-up system they were supposed to rebuild. He’d rather a cruel officer than a hypocrite one, at least the cruel one he knew what to expect of.

“Hey, he’s nothing we didn't dealt with already”, Seonghwa grabbed Hongjoong’s arm, and noticed how his nails grew on length, which was never a good sign. “Com’on, it’s your turn, the water is still warm so don’t take too long”, he said as he pushed Hongjoong into the bathroom and closed the door.

Wooyoung sat on the floor of your room as San pretended to take his shower. The words were ringing on their ears. ‘They are going to go after the fight clubs too’, he said. The water kept running, but he knew San was as distraught as he was.

Wooyoung didn’t notice the door opening, but he felt Jongho’s arm taking him off the ground and shielding him from his own thoughts.

“If they do go after him one day, I’ll make sure he doesn’t get to you, to you both”.

San could only feel a sense of gratitude because even if he hated he wasn't the one reassuring Wooyoun, he was thankful that Jongho was.

Yunho and Mingi came to collect Yeosang out of there, it was getting painful to stand outside waiting for the timing to come in, so the three of them inside could have their alone moment for a longer while. They were also the first ones who sat by you on the couch and ate first, since the food had already arrived by then.

You didn’t know what to say and they didn’t feel the need to say anything, but as much as you tried to act natural, they could feel your side eyes.

“It’s ok”, Yunho whispered to you and he wished he could comfort you they way he can with his pack, but you couldn’t feel the waves of serene energy around the room. “Your plan was flawless, wasn’t it? He acted like a piece of shit, there’s no surprise in that”.

But you did felt better, because he implied you weren’t part of that category and to know he still keep you separate of them was enough for you.

“Can you take those to them?”, you asked Yunho while gesturing to the two other closed bags on the coffee table. “Also can you two discuss with them the bedroom arrangements you guys want and let me know, please? Again, look around if you need to, mine is the green one, I’ll be there if you need anything”.

They did as you said, Jongho went downstairs and you followed Yunho upstairs.

The moment your back touched the soft texture of your blanket, you felt asleep.

“We shouldn’t be doing this...”

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yakuly · 11 months

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Lego Love | C. S

¡NonIdolSan! x ¡FemaleReader! (Feat. ¡NonIdolSeonghwa!)

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Avisos: Jealousy and pouty San, and a lot of a boyfriend material vibes!

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Anyone who saw her with San would see the way her eyes sparkle whenever she sees him, how their cheeks turn slightly pink whenever he smiles, laughs... and sometimes gets more intense when he touches her.

But to San, you were simply a great friend. A dear friend. The best friend... Of course it wasn't her favorite situation, but if that was what it took to stay close to him, so be it. So when San found out that you needed to renovate your entire bathroom due to a leak, he didn't see a problem offering not only a bathroom, but his entire apartment, because the guy didn't see the point in making you come and go, if you could spend a season with him.

The point is that you accepted the invitation without even thinking twice. When your friends found out, everyone without exception looked at you like you were someone worthy of a madhouse "Are you going to live with him?!"

No, they weren't wrong when they warned that it would probably be your biggest challenge so far. San is the perfect kind of boyfriend: he wakes up every morning and cooks you breakfast, or helps you, when you're the one who wakes up first; he always leaves cute little notes around the house, whether it's to let you know something's over, someone helped buy or organize something, or... just a note of how much he cares for you.

San, also never leaves the house without a goodbye hug, and never comes back without a drink, food, or chocolate...

Oh! And if that wasn't enough, San makes a point of hearing about your day, and watching your favorite things when you're sad...

You swear that you can survive with this San, just a friend, but whenever your apart, your heart hurts, because you know that one day you will not only have to leave, but also he doesn't love you the same, and all that affection one day, it will be for another lucky girl, who you already hate.

One day, Seonghwa, one of the mutual friends he has with San, stopped by the apartment they now share, to talk, but also have fun, assembling his new lego set. The two were then sitting comfortably next to each other with light music playing in the background. Both focused on what they were doing, talking distractedly about their lives. Taking advantage of the fact that her other friend wasn't home, Seonghwa asked about how he was doing. After telling, unpretentiously about how she felt, she changed the subject, since she didn't want to think too much about the situation, that usually made her worse.

As always, being the caring friend that he is, Seonghwa looked at you like a caring brother, and then changed the subject, telling you something about wooyoung that made you laugh.

San, who was outdoors, arrives and is graced with his loud laugh, and he automatically smiles. Leaving the dinner bags he brought in the kitchen, he followed one of his favorite sounds. Arriving in the room he'd given her, his expression as well as his heart dropped. Choi saw her laughing desperately at Seonghwa, who was kindly looking at her, while you two looked very comfortable on some sort of... date?!

"Hyung! I didn't know you were coming..." The brunette comment trying to hide his confusion, then he smiles. "I managed to find the lego that y/n wanted to assemble and I thought it was fair to come assemble with her" the oldest replies simply, and you show him the small piece you were still assembling. San looks at her with affection in his eyes, and gives a sincere and loving smile.

"Want dinner? I brought street food, but I don't know if it's enough for the three of us" San says, again, trying to hide his frustration. Before arriving home, he was sure the two were going to eat, while they watched together on the couch (probably hugging), another episode of the series they watched together.

"We just ate, sannie, but you should have dinner, you must be hungry" the punch he received in the belly, made the brunette doubt if it was because of your words, or because you didn't even look at him. Just nodding, and with his typical pissed off pout, he left the room.

"I think he didn't like that very much, y/n" Seonghwa calls your attention, and you look at him confused. The elder's eyebrows were raised as he tried to suggest something. Something absurd. So she just laughed at him, turning her attention back to the toy. A few minutes later, the two were still talking soothingly, riding very focused, and ignoring San, who was huffing every five minutes downstairs, trying to focus on the television, but being constantly interrupted by the sound of their murmuring voices, and laughter. .

Seonghwa was never this funny, why did you laugh so hard? And what the hell could a piece of plastic have that he doesn't? A more comfortable hug? Random affectionate kisses that made you blush adorably? Please...and Seonghwa also have arms that hug, and a pair of lips that kiss...

Without thinking twice, San is back in the room (relieved when he sees that the two of you barely looking at each other). Picking up his computer chair, Choi positions it beside you, and watches her closely. You are so beautiful concentrating, zooming in and out of the object, your eyebrows knit together as you try to guess why the pieces don't fit...

"You're staring. What did we already talk about staring?" Her voice is calm, but she still doesn't look at him. My God, what's your problem today?!

"You're beautiful. What we've already said about you being beautiful" San says softly, seeing her cheeks color. Seonghwa laughs lightly, forgotten in her corner. "And you didn't welcome me right today, I miss you." He responds, bringing his fingers to your chin, and turning your face, making you look at him.

He had an adorable face, and that pout he hides earlier. Swallowing hard, you try to respond as if you weren't intimately affected by it. "But you saw me this morning"

"Yes, many hours ago, I miss your pretty face when I'm away. And then when I come back, I want to see it all the time"

The air disappears from your lungs, and there's no way you can pretend you don't feel anything for him, much less that it was nothing.

Seonghwa, who already understood the whole situation, calmly got up picking up his legos, carefully, of course.

"I think it's better to leave the two lovebirds alone, good night" he left the room. You want to walk him to the door, but not only do you not trust your legs, San is still in front of you, holding you in place.

The two stare at each other for a few very long seconds, until the older one breaks the silence:

"Do I finally have you all to myself?" One of his eyebrows goes up as he studies her face. Without the courage to say anything, you just nods your head.

San opens the smile, which he knows can melt anyone, victim of his affection, and mutters a "great", before reaching out and leaving a quick peck on your lips before standing up, and pulling you by the hand into the living room, where he would put his series, while you pretended that your heart wasn't beating like a tachycardia.

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just-imagine-that · 1 year

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What are your thoughts on ateez with an s/o that is like the whitest person ever but can read,write, and speak in fluent Korean

Ateez Reaction - Foreign S/O That's Fluent In Korean

Not sure if you wanted this as a Reaction, but I hope this is okay!!

I am willing to make some of these into separate imagines if anyone wants that

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WARNING: Fluff

Seonghwa

I feel like he'd already be shocked that you speak Korean fluently, especially when he hears you say words that are very advanced in the language. When he finds out you can write in Korean like you are basically a native, he is even more shook, cause (in my case), speaking and reading Korean is the most easiest thing ever, but writing can be a bit of a challenge.

He would stare at you sometimes when you were talking or writing/reading, cause he can't help but think how smart you are for being able to know another language so fluently. Not gonna lie, he is so proud of you because you were able to become as fluent as you are.

Hongjoong

Hongjoong wouldn't be surprised at you speaking Korean to be honest. Like, with the standard, every day Korean he would just kinda be like, 'kay'. Now, when he hears you use a word or say a sentance that is more advanced in the language, he is a little shocked, and it kinda makes him more determined to get better at English so he can get on your level of fluent in a second language lmao.

With the reading and writing aswell, I think reading is a given, if you can speak Korean that well, you've probably got them reading skills too. When it comes to writing, he would be the most shocked about that because the writing might be a little hard for foreigners.

Yunho

We got an excited puppy over here, because the moment he finds out you can speak at least a little Korean, he is so relieved. He is relieved because he doesn't want to end up saying something weird in English and embarass himself in front of you. Because you know Korean so well, he will ask you about an English word he saw earlier and ask what it means.

You help him a lot with fans who speak English, translating for him whenever he asks about a sentance or word. Also, because you never stop learning when it comes to language, sometimes you might ask him about a Korean word you don't know the meaning to.

Yeosang

I really don't think he'd be all that shocked to hear you speak Korean so well, because he understands very well that a lot of people learn a second language for various reasons, sometimes even more than just one other language. With the reading and writing too, I really think that he wouldn't be all that shocked.

His thoughts are more on the line of, 'If they can speak Korean to this degree, why wouldn't they be able to read and write aswell?' But, he will ask you, occasionally, what an English comment from a fan means, because he wants to know what the fans say about him and the others! He could just use google translate, but who needs that when he has you?

San

(Note that I use the word 'pretty' as to describe anyone regardless of Gender!!)

I'm imagining a situation in my head. You and him are talking in English, and he just blurts out in Korean how pretty you are because he thinks you don't understand what he said and he is too embarassed to say it in English. You don't mention it until you're about to head off to somewhere else and write down on a piece of paper from a notepad and pen you had in your bag, your number and a thank you for the compliment, all written in Korean.

The blush on his burning face is priceless and he knows that he is gonna get teased SO hard when the guys find out about what happened.

Mingi

I feel like Mingi would first try to speak to you in the very little, broken English he knew, not realizing that the book that you were reading is literally written in Korean, the pages still open in front of you. After trying to talk to you in what little English he knew, he would finally glance down at the book, a bit embarassed that he never noticed it before. He would ask if you spoke Korean, and the moment you said yes, he was so relieved, cause now he can tell you all the things he was trying to in English.

Wooyoung

Honestly, it doesn't matter if you two just met or were already in a relationship, cause your Korean skills always make him smile at how wonderful and smart you are. Sometimes he feels like he should brush up on how own Korean when you say a word that even he isn't too sure about. Sometimes you have to be the one to teach him what a word means in Korean, and, now and then, he'll tell you he loves you in English, ya know, just to be cute.

He feels a bit dumb sometimes because you are very smart in the language department, but you always reassure him by quoting his own words; 'There's nothing wrong with being a little dumb!'

Jongho

I think he would be the most shocked out of all the boys, mostly because he does see you as a foreigner, but as time passes on, he would get more used to you speaking his native language, to the point where he would actually forget that Korean isn't your native language. Because he is so used to you speaking Korean all the time, I can see him being in shock for a few minutes when he hears you speak English, but then his brain kicks in to say, 'Bro, they're not Korean!'

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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year

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ateez and their s/o move in together pls ❤️

ateez when they move in with their s/o

genre: crack, fluff

word count: 1.1k

warnings: some are longer than others, apologies

pls like and reblog if you enjoy! feel free to request anything <3

hongjoong

hongjoong had the design of most of the rooms all figured out. and you trusted him with this because he just has a naturally good eye for these things. he has a unique but organised mind; he knows what looks good.

for this reason, everything seemed to be in place quite early on after moving in. the challenging tasks lay with putting together certain furniture.

"we shouldn't have to pay someone to do this for us when we can do it ourselves!" hongjoong said defiantly and optimistically. "how hard can it really be?"

he soon regretted asking that because it was 11:30 pm and you both sat together on the living room floor, still contemplating the instructions that made no sense and the unit you were trying to build still not complete.

you both looked over at each other and exchanged looks, not needing to say what you both thought about the situation.

"you wanna get a takeaway?" hongjoong shrugged at you.

"oh, absolutely." anything was better than this.

seonghwa

seonghwa was in a dream-like state the moment all the boxes were unboxed and everything was in its place.

you looked at him and shook your head, "oh yeah? you're happy now, but earlier you were a nervous wreck!"

seonghwa chuckled sheepishly and leaned against the kitchen counter, a slightly guilty look on his face.

"yeah, sorry about that," hecrossed his arms over his chest, "i just wanted everything to be... perfect?"

"yes, i can tell," you giggled at him gently, wrapping your arms around his waist in a hug. seonghwa grinned at your actions and hugged you back.

"now that i've stopped to take it in, i just can't believe we've moved in together," he dreamily, a thankful smile on his lips, "it feels so surreal. and so, so lovely."

yunho

"so what are we gonna do about that spare room?"

yunho whisked his head around excitedly at this question. of course, he had to play it smart in order to get his way. so he sat and raised his hand to his chin, stroking it as if he had a beard, and acting as if he were in incredibly deep thought.

"we could... i don't know..." yunho lead up to it, "turn it into a gaming room?"

you smiled and him knowingly and tutted, "why am i not surprised?"

"hey," yunho chuckled, "it's got multiple purposes. if we have a big tv in there and a couple of consoles, when people will come round we will all have something to do to break the ice."

yunho always made a good point.

"and when it's just us two, we can cuddle up and watch a movie," he fluttered his eyelashes and you shook your head, rolling your eyes at his forced cuteness.

"fine, whatever. have your game room! but only if you let me beat you when we play fifa."

"yeah, i don't see that happening."

yeosang

you and yeosang both agreed that the fridge was the most important appliance in the house. the fridge was a priority.

and so here you both were, standing next to a fridge full of food. perfect. but what to do next? neither of you had a clue.

"maybe we should have thought this through," you hummed, suddenly becoming overwhelmed with the thought of everything else you had to get through.

"yeah, but hey, at least we got food," yeosang grinned and grabbed a chocolate bar. you shoo your head disapprovingly at him.

"onto the next thing now," you said, acting as the voice of reason in this situation (it tended to alternate) and on passing yeosang, you took a big bite out of his unwrapped chocolate. he was appalled at your actions but knew he had to oblige.

indulging in chocolate would have to wait.

san

"so now that we have settled in, we need to de-clutter all our stuff. you know, get rid of stuff."

the word 'de-clutter' never really appealed to san. he wasn't a hoarder by any means, but he did tend to keep a lot of stuff for the sake of keeping them.

"i know i need to get rid of some clothes," you said, going through your wardrobe. you came across something of san's and smiled, amused.

"i suppose we are keeping this?" you held up his shiber plushie that he has kept for all these years. he looked at it with a fond smile and practically snatched it from your hands.

"yes, i'll keep shiber," he hugged the plushie to his chest, "for old time's sake, of course"

mingi

you and mingi lay in an exhausted heap on the sofa. the unpacking was done. everything was in it's place. it took ages but finally, everything had come together.

"we did it," he mumbled, his tone tired but triumphant as he raised his hand lazily to offer a high-five. you high-fived him back, a half-hearted effort on your part too. your hands collided and fell into each other in the same movement. you were both tired, but that didn't mean you couldn't hold hands.

"what do we do now?" he asked, half-worried there would be more work to do.

but you shook your head as if you sensed his worry.

"nothing," you replied, "we do nothing."

wooyoung

"there is no way we're having yellow-coloured walls when we have to work with this green carpet."

wooyoung decided he was an interior designer when the two of you moved in together. it was hilarious to you because both organisation nor coordination was just not his thing. but hey, he sure had some style to live up to, apparently.

"i should have gotten another roommate," he sighed dramatically and shook his head.

"i'm not your roommate, i'm supposed to be your soulmate you idiot," you whacked him gently on the arm, before poking him playfully in his sides, making him chuckle and grin at you. "maybe i should find another soulmate then, hmm?"

"you wouldn't dare."

jongho

having a boyfriend like jongho had a lot of perks.

for instance, when moving in with him, he did all the heavy work. it made things much easier having him around that was for sure; lifting things you would never be able to lift yourself.

"can you lift that cabinet over here a sec, i wanna see something," you asked jongho, pointing to the place you wanted it to be put. you were seeing what layout of the lounge was better.

"am i your personal forklift now?" jongho asked, chuckling at his own little joke. he couldn't deny that he enjoyed helping you build the home for the both of you to share.

it was weirdly romantic for him. it felt like a new start to your journey together.

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seokmattchuus · 2 years

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Ateez Reaction to you wanting to try cock warming

A/n: Remember when I said I would repost this after t*mblr yoinked it for no fucking reason? Well, it's two years late but better late than never, I guess. Also, can't remember if I proofread 😗✌

Hongjoong: *Let's you know that it's probably not going to go the way you want.*

"You're putting a lot of faith in me." He chuckled. "You know I can't control myself with you."

Seonghwa: *Can't help but roll his hips every now and then. Mostly to tease you, but really just wants you to change your mind.*

"You just feel too good, baby." He licked his lips before pressing a kiss to your neck. "Are you sure this is all you want?"

Yunho: *Tries to tell himself that it can't be that hard, only to blame you when he can't handle it.*

"Y'know," He sighs after a few minutes. "If you hated me, you could have just said that."

Yeosang: *Can't believe you even asked but takes it as a challenge when you tell him he wouldn't last.*

"Says the one that begs for it." He scoffed. "If you cave first, you're in for it."

San: *Teases you with slow thrusts but when you start teasing back, he breaks.*

"Fuck this." He groaned, shaking his head before speeding up. "I can't just not move."

Mingi: *Really wants to see it through but every time you move to get 'comfortable', he can't see it happening.*

"Fuck, baby." He rasped out as you pushed yourself back on him. "For this to work, you can't do that."

Wooyoung: *Tries not to focus on how good you feel and ends up focusing on the small moan you let out.*

"Fuck, I don't think I can do this." He sighed as he bottoms out. "And you're not helping either."

Jongho: *Can't stop his hips from slightly bucking into you and you have to remind him to stay still.*

"What do you mean 'don't move'?" He groaned as you clenched around him. "I can't help it when you keep doing that."

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hongthoven · 2 years

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Heeyyy I see ur request is open, can I request how ateez would react on trying period cramp simulator?? Like their s/o brought them the device and forces them to have a taste of how it feels to be at the verge of dying every once a month 🤧

How Ateez react to :

trying on period cramps simulator.

HONGJOONG.

That man loves a challenge and is a sore loser. Of course he would agree to do it and brag about being able to endure it better than anyone. Until the pain gets so crazy he has to rip the thing off and throw it away, storming off cause he couldn’t go through it in the end.

“That was a stupid idea anyway”

(he still would be extremely soft with you whenever that time of the month would hit and cuddle you anytime you’d curl into a ball in bed, having learned about the pain in the hardest way)

SEONGHWA.

Gritted teeth, bit of cursing, couple tears sprinkling in the corner of his eyes from the pain but also the thought of you going through this every month. He would apologize for no reason, like he’s the reason why you’re in pain but in the end he would manage quite well. The whole experience would probably make him more conscious about your period and he would show up every month with your favorite ice cream and suggest you’d watch your favorite movie together, probably asking “is it painful?” every two minutes.

YUNHO.

Yunho is the most caring, sensitive boyfriend, so it’s no surprise to have him suggesting the idea himself just so he knows what you’re experiencing. He’s that type of partner, the one always eager to connect with you in any kind of way. He would probably hold your hand and endure the pain without a word, biting the inside of his cheek while intertwining your fingers together a little tighter when the pain gets unbearable.

“I wish I could take that pain away from you every month” he’d say, kissing your lips and proving himself to be, once again, the best boyfriend ever.

YEOSANG.

Would ask about the accuracy of the whole experience and wonder how they can possibly simulate actual period cramps just so it would save him some time before trying. He’d be surprisingly good at it, never showing any kind of emotion up until the very end where he would eventually cry out and pull you into his arms for a warm hug, calling you a Soldier for handling this stuff every month.

“You’re my hero”

SAN.

Whiny. So so so so so whiny.

He would probably talk in pout and complain a lot about how ridiculous that is and how you can’t possibly go through this every month because that’s just not “human”. There’s a high chance you’d end up being the one comforting him in the end cause he’d act like a baby - but then again, he’s so cute when he’s begging for attention.

“Why did you make me do this? I thought you loved me”

MINGI.

Lots of swearing. Slamming his thighs with both hands. Looking up to the ceiling. Biting his lip. Cursing through his teeth. Mingi would be an absolute sweaty mess but he would never surrender and go through the whole process just to prove how much he cares.

“Fuck this shit!” (repeated three to four times for maximum impact)

WOOYOUNG.

screaming. bloody. murder.

He would be so loud the neighbors would probably consider calling the cops on you, thinking you’re actually murdering him. I’m talking rolling over the floor kicking his feet in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, begging for it to stop. The most absolute drama queen.

“I will never, ever make fun of your period mood swings again” he would pant with one hand resting upon his chest.

JONGHO.

He wouldn’t even flinch one bit and go through it all without batting an eyelash, maybe even look bored at some point when it gets too long and he doesn’t feel a thing.

“I don’t see what’s so bad about it to be honest?”

#ateez #ateez reaction #ateez imagine #kim hongjoong #park seonghwa #jung yunho #kang yeosang #song mingi #choi san #jung wooyoung #choi jongho

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hongism · 8 months

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Can I just say the grip that MOC has on me??? absolutely insane. Like I may rival Hongjoong type of insane, the way you write each character!!!like no character seems to be less complex or pushed in the background they all have such depth about them, same with the planets and side characters too! I absolutely love story telling like this and ugh I could gush about how much I love this story all day.

I wanted to ask questions about MOC but then I realized that all my questions would lead to more questions-

BUT I was thinking about moc hongjoong and it kinda occurred to me that he treats everyone differently and that wouldn’t be a problem if he was normal but now it makes me just side eye him?? Because I do believe that you can see the common denominator of his personality despite who he talks too(like Minho alluded) but it makes me wonder, if mc never actively went against his authority would he had still felt the need to manipulate her from the beginning? Or would he have just done it out of instinct but in a different way?

ALSO I was kinda confused? because everyone in moc likes to speak in riddles about their motives and feelings😭 But Hongjoong is so adamant that he doesn’t need MC even though Seonghwa insists(at the time at least) that he does. Does Hongjoong actually feel like he needs mc?

And I’ve been wondering Mc and Joongs dynamic, it seemed like be “good” at times. Ex: the times they’ve gone to save San together or when he sorta lets her off the hook for things. But it so easily gets flipped at any moment😭is that just because the hate is so strong on both sides that it’s just thin ice? or like revealed does Joon only let the good moments happen when he’s deciding what will make mc the most docile in the moment?

Also is the way Mc feels about Hongjoong(her wanting to be needed, the hatred so intense that anything is ammo, and this hatred going into obsession and in turn obsession making her want him so bad) similar to the way Hongjoong feels about Mc?(I use the term “feel” loosely but the intense hatred, obsession to break and mold her into what he wants)

Basically I think i’m asking does any part of Hongjoong hate Mc so much that it’s turned into “oooo he wants her so bad”like it has for mc(bc this child gives me second hand embarrassment sometimes but same) or is it just the “oooo the captain has a list major issues and mc is challenging a crazy person, therefore he’s just gonna act however makes mc fall in line) kinda like with his scene with Yunho where he was thinking “this simply won’t do.”

This ask is so long I’m so sorry idk what I’m talking about and I never have! No pressure if you can’t answer these yet because I have a billion questions about so many things in MOC that I won’t ask right now BUT I just wanted to tell you how much I admire your work.🥹🤍

hongjoong type of insane pls 😭 but rly thank you so much!! im so glad the characters read well and feel balanced across the crew bc that's one of the harder things to balance with the story haha <3

hongjoong does indeed treat everyone differently hehe part of that has to do with how he runs the crew, where he lets them decide how they want to be treated, but part of that is also just down to him and his personality too! there is indeed a common denominator like you mentioned as well! now, if mc never actively went against his authority, yeah he would have probably been way more normal towards her! which ofc makes it like damn girl you could have had everything you wanted at the cost of what? a slight bit of obedience? but then it wouldn't have been nearly as exciting or fun skksksk there definitely would still have been some manipulation on his part, mostly because that is something deeply rooted in him and something he constantly feels is necessary for 👁️reasons👁️

hongjoong very much puts up a front of not needing y/n, but he very much needs sirens. he knows that she's one, and he hates that that in turn means he needs her but he is adamant that his need for her is solely bc of what she is, not her as a person

hongjoong's mood towards y/n is highly dependent on her own mood towards him. when she acts more hostile, then he responds in kind. hongjoong reacts in extremes, and he does so to everything y/n does. there are times where mc does behave more obediently, and we'll see hongjoong be more lax in those moments, but he also very much likes to let her off the hook on certain things solely bc he wants to see her fail and be able to sort of have this "see, you failed, you need me to make the decisions for you" manipulation tactic

i think it is safe to say that their mutual hatred-obsession-strong lusting is on both ends to an extent but hongjoong wants mc to want him badly enough to make her look stupid bc he's a total psycho LKFJSLD but still we've seen seonghwa call him out point blank for being stupidly obsessed with her too so ! but it leans more on the side of what we saw him do with yunho <3

thank you so much again i love answering asks like this, i'm so sorry it took me such a long time to respond 🥹🥹🥹

#moc: spoilers #caly answers

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ateez-ao3feed-new · 1 month

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feral.

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TpvEWJm by plutothewriter “Don’t you dare touch him.” Yoongi hissed, his words were a rapid-fire barrage, revealing his barely controlled anger behind each word that came from his mouth, as he glared down the Alpha in front of him. “You do not tell me what to do especially when it deals with my mates, Omega.” Or; Min Yoongi is a feral Omega, a species that doesn't exist due to higher officials burning all of their history away – or so they thought. He doesn’t take crap from Alpha’s, Beta’s, nor other Omegas who believe they are higher than him. Since the world has made more laws for Omegas to have complete rights and is now considered an actual citizen amongst others Yoongi dwells in that even though that doesn’t mean that suddenly everyone changed their views on Omegas. Does Yoongi care though, no. He still walks around and does what he wants, that's until he crosses paths with the Jung Clan. The Jung Clan is high up in the hierarchy, they are very known and well-loved amongst many packs, clans, covens, and etcetera. Once the Jung Pack got to know Yoongi, they never knew their life and ideals would be challenged tenfold by a simple feral omega doctor. Words: 10707, Chapters: 1/20, Language: English Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Min Yoongi | Suga, Park Jimin (BTS), Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Taehyung | V, Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Park Seonghwa, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Kim Hongjoong Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok/Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin/Kim Taehyung/Min Yoongi/Park Jimin, Choi Jongho/Choi San/Jeong Yunho/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang/Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa/Song Mingi Additional Tags: Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Feral Omega Min Yoongi | Suga, Elf Kim Seokjin | Jin, Elf Kim Namjoon | RM, Alpha Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Alpha Jeon Jungkook, Alpha Park Jimin (BTS), Human Kim Taehyung | V, Omega Kim Taehyung | V, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Dragon Kim Hongjoong, Dragon Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Dragon Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Dragon Choi San, Dragon Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Dragon Park Seonghwa, Dragon Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Dragon Kang Yeosang, Inspired by the Spiderwick Chronicles, Doctor Min Yoongi | Suga, People fear Min Yoongi, Possessive Alphas, Conservative Alphas, Angst with a Happy Ending, Werewolf Culture, Fae & Fairies, Elf Culture & Customs, Minor Character Death, Confused Park Jimin (BTS), sweet kim namjoon, Clueless Kim Seokjin, Angry Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Soft Jeon Jungkook, there will be mistakes made in here, Scared Park Jimin, Taehyung admires Yoongi alot, Soft Kim Taehyung | V, faer sign language, Kim Seokjin uses sign language, Kim Taehyung | V Needs a Hug, Protective Min Yoongi | Suga, yoongi has a cat, Single Parent Min Yoongi | Suga, Father-Daughter Relationship, Polyamory Negotiations, Polyamorous Bangtan Boys | BTS, OT6, will become ot7, bless their hearts, ot6 are in for a ride fr, Magical Realism, Slightly unhealthy relationship dynamic, conservative language/shame from a traditional clan, Original Character(s), the relationship gets better, slow burn???? read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TpvEWJm

#ao3feed #ateez fic #ateez rpf #ateez fanfic #kpop rpf

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here4theheartbreak · 11 months

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I SAW THE NEW BABY CLOUD!!!! ☁️

Woosanhwa eating the peppers for the kids was so funny! Wooyoung looked so close to tapping out. Ahhhhh.

It was so cute when the twins didn't want it to be over, they just wanted their uncles! And Jaeyul also wanting to stay with Hwa? Plus, the way he wanted to sit with him to eat and pulled out his chair?? SO SOFT. TOO SOFT. I AM DEAD.

Octo-parenting~ 😂 A child per dorm would be a great thing to watch!! Imagine Yunho and Yeosang with a little kid by themselves. Cuteeee~!

Ah, I also don't want it to be over! EVER!! @ KQ make it Wanteez!!!

Imagining Wooyoung waiting at Hongjoong's door, just to speak to him without honorifics at the stroke of midnight, is entertaining me no end. Hongjoong would be furious but, as we know, Wooyoung likes to be shouted at and mistreated so, even as he runs for his life, he'd be loving it. 😂

Hongjoong definitely won't care about Hwa being his hyung for real, he's such a reliable and important person in his life. But they're already teasing each other about it and I love it! His '아이고 형님~~~~ 형.님 형!님!^^' on bstage was so adorable. Ahhh I love them so much! They're perfect. My hopeless men who can't make friends easily. 🥺

Yesssss. K-drama prime suspect Yunho?? AMAZING. I WANT IT NOWWWWW. He could play such a potential terrifying, confusing, compelling character. He has the depth and expressions down for sure!

Let me try and drag other Ateez shows out of my head... Stressor Things. Pirate Reboot. Curse of the Money Hole. Parasite Double Up. The Vikings. That's all I can think of but I feel like I'm missing something obvious. 🤷‍♀️😂 They're all from universe. I have a link somewhere. I'll message it separately when I find it!

Did you see that fancall of San talking to a trans fan today? He's so sweet and patient. Our Choi San is a comforting hill, just like his dad wanted him to be~! ⛰️

Also, San lingering in the back of Seonghwa's live in a sheet mask. HAUNTING. 😂

!!!!!!!!!! Did you see SanHwa doing the Hard and Bouncy challenges with Minho? The way I lost my absolute shit. I never ever expected my two favorite groups from 2 gens apart to even share the same camera space, let alone do any sort of dance together, especially my top two biases 🥲 - I was not okay yesterday and my friends took every chance to remind me that it really happened - I was probably more excited about it than the damn members 🤣

Also YES - cast Yunho as prime suspect who makes everyone else uncomfortable and everyone thinks did it because he has all the motive and capability, but not the actual killer; that should be Yeosang, who everyone brushed off as sweet and in the wrong place at the wrong time, incapable of a murder so brutal. Wooyoung should be the comic relief rookie investigator that accidentally destroys/misplaces some piece of evidence that is vital to realizing it's Yeo 😂

Also yes I looked up the fancall after you mentioned it! (I completely forgot to respond until today bc my brain is made of swiss cheese, but still). I cried - holy shit, San was so gentle and knew exactly what to say. He didn't seem confused or weirded out or anything, just totally open and supportive and loving, and wanted to make the fan feel welcome and supported in the fandom and I just 🥲

Serious time here for a moment lol

This particular fan call really did mean something. Speaking personally and seriously for a moment, as a transmasc kpop fan, I do often feel alienated in the fandom. Not only because I worry about fans being uncomfortable (I won't go stealth for that reason, online, because I feel like that distinction between cis and trans is vital when historically cismen have been awful in fandom spaces like this) - but also because in my experience kpop boy groups themselves just kind of expect their fans to all be girls/women. (Younger girls/women but that's a different topic).

Not only are most songs gender coded for that (which most of Ateez don't seem to be, and let me tell you that is a huge relief), but there are times that the confusion or surprise when a member meets a male fan is visible and that just :/ is super upsetting in a way, because I worry they're weirded or grossed out, etc - esp given the historical cultural discrimination against the queer community - it's just hard to really know.

People can talk about supportive idols across the board until they're blue in the face - it's really easy to support in theory, donate to charities, say equal rights, etc - when you're not face with it.

So something like this - a one-on-one conversation that with someone openly of that community, that as far as San knew wouldn't be published on a public platform, etc - having him not even hesitate to be comforting and supportive - that really touched me. And to have him try so hard to get his support and love across in a language that wasn't his own, it just... Really really solidified how deeply, inherently good he is. (And made me 100% sure this was the group that will be my ult for the foreseeable future).

okay enough serious sappy crud

That live was absolutely horrifying, thank you. Seonghwa really needs to invest in a lock for his door when he does lives 🤣 or a spray bottle - just start spraying him like a misbehaving kitten when he creeps into lives like this 🤣🤣🤣

Also, I am so sad promotions are officially over 😭 - It's been a very very long time since I have followed a group's promotions all the way through to the end without getting absolutely sick of the same song performance 😭 - I usually give up after about week 1, but I had zero problem this time around and wish they had another week 🥲

Also thank you so much for that link!!! You are a life saver, I have a whole little mountain more of fun stuff to watch for a few weeks now! Thank you!!! My friend let me borrow her copy of the Break the Wall concert in Seoul that I need to watch too, so I'm simply delighted with the content I've got for a while now lol

#answered #ask #daegu-flowjob

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑆𝑒𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷𝑖𝑙𝑓!𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧 (𝑅𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑)

Warnings/Disclaimer: NSFW content/Older Ateez but age differences is written withing legal boundaries. Also mentions of infidelity (which I don't condone, justify nor encourage), corruption kink and loss of virginity.

A/N: Also, Yeosang's reaction is a sneak peek at the Dilf! Fic in my w.i.p.

❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

It all started as a way to get a passing grade for the semester, but soon became a mission to get inside your professor's pants. You still remembered the unamused gaze he gave you when you first suggested you 'help' him out.

"Nice try Miss Y/N.... but perhaps instead of wasting time behind the bleachers sucking off the jocks' cocks, maybe dip your head instead into your books and study for once."

You couldn't believe he'd actually reject you. No man had ever rejected you, they always fell to your charms. Professor Kim was about to become your biggest challenge yet and you didn't mind. Besides, something about fucking an older man had you pulling out your trusted vibrator out so many times during the night. Kim Hongjoong was just so fucking hot and you desperately wanted him, even if for one night.

"Please Mr. Kim..... you know they say I give the best blow jobs here." You tried yet again one day when everyone else left.

"They? You mean horny 20 something year olds who bust a nut by just a booby pic?"

For the first time, his poker face finally had an expression in the form of a smirk.

"Honey, you're going to have to try a lot harder than that. I've had my cock sucked by countless women in all my years. Besides..."

Leaning closer to you, he reached a hand out so his thumb could graze across your bottom lip.

"What makes you think a pretty young thing like you can take a mature cock like mine? You've probably never even had one half the size of mine."

You let out an involuntary moan as you pictured just how well endowed your teacher was. Looking down, you noticed the obvious bulge he was donning and you wanted nothing more than to pull him out and suck him dry. It seemed he noticed since he sat back down on his chair. Gesturing for you to come over, you practically hopped over to him, letting him guide you on your knees as he began to take himself out.

"But do knock yourself out. I'm kinda curious to see what the newer generations do nowadays."

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

Others would have complained and would be annoyed by the fact their new neighbors would have almost daily fights between them, typical marital disputes. But not you, you didn't mind hearing their screaming that was clearly heard through the walls. Especially since more often than not their fights would end in rough, angry sex that had you touching yourself at nights, a guilty pleasure you always looked forward to.

And you had been eyeing the husband from the moment the couple moved in. Park Seonghwa was everything you looked for in a man and even more. Handsome, mature, tall, well sculpted, responsible, sexy as hell and you knew for a fact he could definitely fuck. One day you knocked over at their door to give them one of them many pastries you'd often bake for your neighbors in the building.

"You know Mr. Park....if you ever get too frustrated with your wife....my door is always open." You boldly offered him.

He looked at you in shock but you sent him a reassuring wink before walking back to your apartment, making sure to sway your hips so he could have the image engraved in his mind. And boy did you rile him up. Now he couldn't stop thinking about you. You're all he had in his head. Now whenever he'd fight, he'd storm out and you'd welcome him, proud to get what his wife wasn't getting anymore. And you were hell bent on making sure you'd keep him to yourself.

"Cum inside me....fill me up." You told him one day.

He was so lost in his lust for you he didn't think he'd hear you correctly. Giggling, you flipped the position so you were now on top of him, bouncing yourself on his enormous cock.

"I'll give you what your wife won't give you. Knock me up with your babies, fill me to the brim. I wanna carry your kids in me." You ran your hands down your chest and placed them on top of your stomach to get your point further across.

Seonghwa was going wild by this point. He had wanted to become a father for so long but his narcissistic and conceited wife would not budge. Yet here you were offering him the one thing he wanted and he couldn't resist. Sitting up, he began pounding up into you with more intensity, sending you crying his name over and over again as his teeth began to mark your neck.

"Oh I'll make sure to knock you up babygirl. Gonna fuck my kids into you...fuck! You're going to look even more pretty carrying my baby in you."

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Yours and Yunho's relationship was rather.... unconventional to say the least. He ended up becoming your sugar daddy after you had auctioned off your virginity online cause you were a broke college student and you honestly didn't give a damn at that point. But it was you who were in for a surprise when you met him in the hotel room and he just handed you the money without wanting anything in return.

"Just take it and don't give away something so valuable away like that."

You were so stunned by his behavior and it honestly sent some weird feeling inside you.

"But what if I wanna give it away?" You asked before he could open the door to leave. He let out a deep sigh.

"Trust me, you don't." He insisted.

Biting your lip, you took in his height and built. You weren't going to lie and pretend you didn't size him up from the moment you saw him. He probably had a monster cock that could tear you apart and part of you wanted that. Plus he was probably experienced in making love to someone so why not?

"If it's with you I really do..."

He whipped his back at your words, about to scold you but his words got caught in his mouth when you began to strip in front of him before laying down on the bed, legs spread for him and anxiously waiting for him to touch you. He couldn't resist himself. He ended up pining your tiny and virgin body under him, tearing your hymen apart and claiming you as his. He made sure you were in no pain and he had you cumming more than once. You could say it was an amazing first time.

You spent the rest of the night talking, and you ended up spilling about your economic situation. Perhaps it was pity, perhaps he was high on having taking your virginity, or perhaps he truly felt something for you. Either way you agreed to be his sugar baby, and you don't regret it one bit. Not when you get to have his monster cock in you, and he's not complaining either when he gets to stuff himself in you.

"Fuck! You're still so damn tight my little one... just like the first time."

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

He tried to ignore the sound of the shower right behind the door he was leaning in. He had to. He shouldn't try to imagine what was going on in there. But as his eyes closed, he couldn't stop picturing your naked body glistening as the water cascaded down your skin. His hand grazed over his erection, wondering if perhaps you were doing something similar.

Before he knew what he was doing, he slowly and quietly opened the door, the hot steam fogging up the glass doors to the shower but he could still make out your beautiful and young figure. He witnessed as your hand played with your clit, dipping inside your folds as tiny gasps and pants escaped your lips.

"Mr. Kang...." Hearing you murmur his name sent any self-control he had out the window.

He began to strip himself out of his clothes, very slowly and in silence so as to not disturb you. Besides you looked so pretty as you touched yourself, trying to get yourself off at the thought of him. Without taking his eyes off you, he slid the glass door and soon stood behind you in the luxurious and spacious shower. You jumped slightly when you felt familiar hands wrap themselves around your waist, fingertips digging into you. You could never forget his touch, you remembered how those hands felt when they once caught you and saved you from a nasty fall.

You knew it wasn't a dream or fantasy when you felt lips pressing open mouth kisses against the side of your neck and traveled down to your shoulders. You moved your hand away to allow the person behind you to take control, his long and slender fingers finally making your darkest fantasies come true as they penetrated inside you, moving back and forth in an effort to bring you into an orgasm.

Kang Yeosang's deep and husky voice breathed into your ear, sending shivers down your body.

"You don't know how long I've lusted after you..."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

With Choi San it wasn't you seducing him. It was letting him seduce you. Ever since he saw you walk in with your short skirt, applying for a part time job at his bookstore, he had been wanting you, craved your body. And honestly... you fed him in his game.

You would wear even shorter skirts, bending down right in front of him so he could get a glimpse at your scantily clad pussy. Or you'd constantly ask him for help in putting away some of the books that went on higher shelves just so he'd put his hands around you, which he'd often keep there longer than needed. And you loved it.

One day he had been frustrated by you past his limit. Throwing away all decorum, he came up behind you as you arranged some books. You let out a gasp when you felt his hands grope your breasts.

"I've been working you too hard my darling... maybe I should let you take a little break?" You became putty in his hands when he used his satoori tone with you.

You didn't stop him when he lifted your shirt up to your neck, nor when he pulled your breasts out from your bra cups. You just moaned with no shame as his fingers tweaked and pinched at your highly sensitive nipples.

"Fuck you have really soft and squishy boobs. It's like they were made for my hands."

Snaking one hand under your skirt, he was surprised to not only find out that you were practically dripping for him but you were not wearing any underwear that day.

"Shit darling, did you came here hoping I would fuck you?"

You threw your head back as he cupped your heat, rubbing at your clit.

"Yes! Please fuck me Mr. Choi! W-wanna get fucked by you." You begged him, pushing your ass behind you to grind against his very obvious bulge.

He was more than satisfied by your answer. Finally getting your consent, he no longer had to hold back. Freeing his cock which was leaking at the tip, he pushed your skirt up to expose your ass cheeks. Giving each of them a few slaps with his cock, he teased you as he rubbed his bulbous tip along your slit.

"Now my little apprentice, I'm going to show you how a real man fucks a little cunt like yours."

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

Spotting exactly what you were hoping to find for the night, you approached the older male and sat in front of him. Giving you a little glance, he furrowed his eyebrows as he took in your countenance.

"Aren't you a little young to be in a club like this?" He questioned you.

"Trust me, I'm old enough." You boldly took the glass he had in front of him and took a sip before setting it back down.

He let out a tiny chuckle as you practically drowned almost an entire glass of straight vodka. You had guts, he was giving you that.

"Little lady I'm sure there are more young men your age scattered about waiting for a beauty like you to pay attention to them. So why not go find them?" He suggested.

You frowned at him, a tiny huff coming out from your lips.

"Guys my age are all idiots and little babies. Absolutely nothing fun about them."

You scooted closer to him, your hand coming down to rub at one of his ridiculous thick thighs.

"I prefer men who are more older and..... bigger." You made emphasis on that last word.

The male snorted as he let you continue your little game. He was actually pretty amused and flattered at having a young and attractive girl hit on him.

"Little lady as much as I'd love to take you back to my place and fuck you into my sheets, I'm warning you that I'm into more.... risque and exotic pleasures and honestly....I don't think an inexperienced thing like you could handle it."

The man, whom you soon found out was named Song Mingi peeked your interest even more as he confided in you that little detail. And you were more than happy to indulge in extremely naughty kinks. That's how you ended up in his bed, your hands and feet tied to each of the bed posts, blindfolded, gagged, nipple clamps adorning your perky breasts as your older lover for the night was continuing his abuse on your swollen and red pussy, drawing out orgasm after orgasm out of your body.

"Fuck! Holy shit!" He cried out, grunting in an almost animalistic manner as he pumped his cum all over your body.

Removing your blindfold and mouth gag, he looked for any signs of regret but was instead met with your fucked out face that held a tiny grin.

"Older and bigger cocks are indeed the best."

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Working as an exotic dancer, you met a lot of customers and got used to having regulars. But no one got under your skin or made you lose your senses like Jung Wooyoung. Usually you didn't give any special treatment to anyone unless it guaranteed more cash in your garter belt. But there was something about him that had you constantly looking over when he was there. Every time he was watching from the crowd, you made sure every wink, every lip bite or swirl of your tongue was directed at him.

You were thinking about giving up, since weeks passed and he didn't seem to make a move on you or on any of the other girls. Perhaps he was dragged there by his friends since he always sat there idly, no expression whatsoever. When you were told someone payed to have a private show with you, the last person you expected to see was none other than Jung Wooyoung himself, sitting on the couch, a glass of wine on his hand. Pulling out a large bill, he smirked at you.

"One hundred dollars if you take off that top."

His request had your legs wobbling. Since it was a rather fancy and elegant strip club, none of you ever actually stripped completely bare, only staying in scanty lingerie. But honestly, you didn't hesitate and let the top fall to the floor. You loved the way Wooyoung was eyeing your chest, tongue poking out to wet his lip. Reaching into his pocket once more, this time he produced even more bills and layed them on the table.

"500 dollars if you remove that lace thong."

Holy crap, you thought to yourself. That was a lot of money that you weren't going to refuse. And besides, you were already wet for the older man that you would suck him off right then and there if he asked you to, with absolutely no payment. This time his hand began to rub at his crotch. Unzipping his pants, he took his long length out which had your mouth watering and staring for so long that you didn't notice the even larger stash of cash he had taken out of his jacket which layed beside him.

"One thousand dollars if you hop your pretty ass over here and bounce yourself on my cock."

Not needing to be told twice, you practically plunged yourself down on him, not caring to take your time as you began to fuck yourself on his cock. The man underneath you was enjoying himself as well, the visual of your ass clapping against his hips driving him insane.

"Fuck! Yes! Just like that- oh god!"

You let out a yelp when his hand came down to slap your cheeks rather harshly, hips taking control as he rammed his cock into you. Through raspy grunts and growls, he made his final proposition to you:

"Your own place, monthly allowance and anything else you want if you leave this place and become my own personal fuck toy."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

Working as the personal assistant for your father's CEO friend was not easy. Not because Choi Jongho was difficult, scary and begrudgingly agreed to have his friend's daughter work for him when she had no experience, but because the man was hot. You had the hots for your dad's friend and knowing you would have to be by his side for 8-10 hours on the daily both thrilled and terrified you.

"Can't you even work a simple printer? Seriously? How stupid could you possibly be?"

You honestly didn't mind his constant insults and degradation. In fact...that's exactly what you wanted, even more if he did it in front of others. Truth was, you did know how to work a printer and do other office related small tasks. You just chose not to just to have him yell and scream at you. His anger further fueled your sexual desires for him.

Eventually he ended up finding out what your little plan was when he chanced upon you sending a fax for someone, something he had always refrained from teaching you cause he thought you'd be too stupid to do.

"Why you cunning little vixen." He clicked his tongue in annoyance as he saw you, angry that a little brat like you was getting under his skin just to get a reaction out of him. He felt his palm start to tremble with an urge to bend you over and spank you into place.

Which he did end up doing, among other things in an effort to get you to behave or straighten up. But it never fully worked since you kept testing his patience, and he truly didn't mind. He liked your little game and he started to look forward to having his little vixen misbehave just to put her back in her place. And you lived for having him punish and degrade you.

"Look at you. You look like a common whore, letting me fuck her little hole as much as I want to."

You whimpered as his hand pulled your hair, making you lift your head and watch from the mirror as he fucked you from behind against his dresser.

"Maybe I should take a picture and send it to your dad. Let him know that his precious daughter is nothing more than a slut that likes getting her tight little hole fucked by his best friend."

You shook at his words, tears steaming down your face from the overstimulation he was putting you through. You absolutely loved it. Loved having him remind you of how wrong and sinful it was. Pressing your back against his chest, he wrapped an arm around your throat as he pounded his cock into you like the beast he was.

"But no... I won't do that. This will be our little secret."

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#ateez #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #dilf!ateez

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atinysunbaby · 2 years

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Fever | Ateez series

Ateez x fem reader

Eight boys, each with different stories, coming together in reason of rough childhoods. Growing up with bad parenting, lack of affection and authority, bullying and dangerous neighborhoods, led what were once small innocent boys to adrenaline junkies with bad boys reputation. They trust only one another, never letting their walls down, but what if they meet someone who can change that. Together, they will face the world's challenges.

Inception 》 Park Seonghwa

A cold hearted junkie, in depth to his dealers. Always putting himself into dangerous situations, wanting to feel the pain that comes after getting beaten up, to forget about all his struggles and the never ending darkness. Forced to take a business major by his parents, Seongwha has to push his passion aside. You want to help him, finding out you both share the same love for music, but he's not making it easy, ignoring the feeling of warmth filling his heart in your presence.

Pt 1

Pt 2

Pt 3 》Unwritten《

Eternal Sunshine 》 Kim Hongjoong

Born to lead people, from the moment he met the seven disturbed young man, he never let them down. The one they rely on the most, Hongjoong pushes his own feelings and problems aside. He's busy, has so much to take care of that he often is in a rush. Is saving up some money to go to college, he wants to study fashion. Babysits in his free time and even teaches himself about music composition. Can't remember what it feels like to be taken care of, to let his guard down, until he meets you, the pretty girl that caught his eye.

Pt 1

Pt 2 》Unwritten《

Take me home 》 Jeong Yunho

Intimidating to strangers, soft when it comes to his friends. Despite his cautiousness, Yunho knows when to be polite and friendly, but it still is a rare sight. He likes to help people secretly, the ones that deserve it in his opinion. The boy's caring side appears only when he deems necessary. Takes a year off' school to focus on himself and helps his uncle from time to time at his workshop, the man who raised him and thought him about mechanics. Your car happens to let you down the same day Yunho is on the clock. The start of a new story, you, could be what he needed to heal.

Pt 1 》 In progress 《 18%

I'm the one 》 Kang Yeosang

As far as people know, Yeosang is straightforward and rude and from what they say, he's cold and impossible to talk to. When in public, he gets lost in thoughts often and scare people off if they annoy him. He always loved photography, since he prefers to stay silent when there's others around, it's a way for him to express himself. You become the main character of his personnal projects. The boy has no bad intentions, only wanting to immobilize your beauty and admire it whenever he feels like. Unknowingly, pictures are taken of you, someone stalking you. You're unaware, until you look directly in the objective.

》 Unwritten 《

Good lil boy 》 Choi San

Shy, reserved, insecure, all because of his father who would smack him across the face if he showed any sign of resistance. The trauma from being abused since his childhood made him weak in his opinion, but there is another side to him. His duality is a bit scary, from his cute dimples and the blush on his cheeks to the smirk and sharp gaze, San is not to be underestimated. Works at a dog cafe, loves animals and even has one of his own, a shiba that in named Shiber. He's well known on IG and youtube, does covers, vlogs and gaming vids from time to time too. You happen to be one of his fans.

》 Unwritten 《

Be with you 》 Song Mingi

He's a sweetheart, someone that loves people, but can't act on it in reason of his social anxiety. Mingi's emotions aren't something he can control, most of the time they just get too intense, he feels misunderstood. He may be fragile from time to time, needing care from his seven brothers, but he knows when to stand up for himself or others he cares for. He doesn't take anyone's bullshit. His parents are owner of multiple restaurants in the city, they have a company called Song's. Mingi doesn't have a great repashionship with them, still, it doesn't stop him from going out to eat only to see his favorite server.

》 Unwritten 《

Turbulence 》 Jung Wooyoung

Emotionally abused in the past is what drove him to become a first class asshole, also recognized as a rude and selfish fuckboy. Treating everyone other then his friends like shit not taking in account their feelings. A popular dance major known around campus, but more especially in street dance battles. You, a sweet and gentle girl, Wooyoung's complete opposite, try to see the good in him. He could be misunderstood, he may have put on a facade to protect his heart. All you have to do, is keep on trying until he let's you in.

》 Unwritten 《

Rocky 》 Choi Jongho

Don't let his appearance trick you, his well built body makes him look like an intimidating strong men. It's a shame that most fail to see the kindness in him. Of course it's quite a bit difficult to do so, knowing that he likes to get into fights, it's a way for him to take out his frustration. He wants someone to share his passion for working out with, so when the two of you meet, he instantly falls for you. He succeeds in becoming your personal trainer.

》 Unwritten 《

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choking-on-tae · 3 years

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ATEEZ Reaction to: Braiding your hair

Anon asked: could you do a reaction to ateez braiding your hair? could be like aftercare fluff or smut before they fuck u (reminds me of that scene from 50 shades lol)

A/N: I decided to make this fluff because this I haven't written some fluff in a while. Or is it smut? idk I went for fluffy with some members and a bit more steamy with others, oops. Anyways I hope you'll like this and as usual gifs aren't mine and credits to the rightful owners! x

Seonghwa

Seonghwa bites down on his bottom lip as he focuses on the task at hand, braiding your hair. You've shown him a video of what you want and Seonghwa being Seonghwa, he felt confident he could pull it off. He didn't expect it to be so hard. He tries his best to make the braid perfect and in the process accidentally pulls a little harder than intended on your hair.

You let out a gasp as your eyes grow wide. Seonghwa does the same before a smirk spreads across his lips when an idea pops into his head. He pulls a little harder until your back is pressed against his chest. Seonghwa leans down to whisper in your ear, "I think you like that, don't you baby girl? You like it when I pull your hair?"

You're about to deny it when he does it again, this time catching you of guard again, making you let an even louder whine this time.

Seonghwa chuckles as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses against it as his hands gently caress your body. Slowly working you up.

"Well, maybe I should pull your hair more often princess. I bet you'd like it when I get a little rough."

Hongjoong

As soon as you brought up the idea Hongjoong couldn't contain his excitement. He really likes braids as has always thought they were beautiful, so when you asked him to braid your hair he was behind you in an instant, making you giggle. He kneels down behind you on the couch as he gently takes a few strands of hair. Hongjoong tries his best to make the perfect braid, but let's be honest here braiding can be fucking difficult.

Hongjoong huffs in frustration as he undoes the braid to try again, making you giggle. You've always liked it when people play with your hair and knowing that your boyfriend is doing it, it only makes you feel more loved.

"Okay, can you show me the video again? I'm kind of stuck here."

You chuckle at his words as you take out your phone, going back to the video and holding it up so he can watch it while braiding your hair.

Hongjoong smiles softly as he leans in to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "Thank you baby, I'll try my best to make it look perfect."

Yunho

Yunho was an over excited puppy when you told him about it. "Of course I'll do it! It always looks so pretty!" You giggle at his excitement as he turns you so he can braid your hair properly. What started of excited and innocent soon turns into more when you hear Yunho groan softly behind you. You know it's just because he's frustrated because it's not as easy as he thought, but your body still reacts to it.

You shift a little to try to get more comfortable, which causes Yunho to accidentally pull on your hair a bit to get you to sit still. He's about to scold you for moving so much when he hears a soft whimper leaving your mouth.

His lips curl into a smirk as he moves quickly so he's now in front of you. You your face to look away but Yunho is having none of it. He takes your chin in between his index finger and his thump, turning your face around so you're facing him again.

"What was that now, baby girl? You like it when I pull your hair?"

You nod softly as you feel your cheeks heat up. Yunho smirks as he pushes you gently until your back hit the covers. He places his hands on either hide of your head, successfully caging you in as he hovers over you. That same smug smirk prominent on his face as he stares down at you.

"Maybe I should make use of that. Would you like that baby?"

Yeosang

"Baby, will you braid my hair for me?"

Yeosang puts his book down as he nods softly. "Yeah, I can give it a try." You move so you're sitting in between his legs as you brush your hair off of your shoulders. Yeosang gently takes your hair in his hands as he starts to practice some braids. You've asked him before and to be honest he was quite good at it, hence why you asked him again.

You relax at the feeling of his fingers combing through your hair as Yeosang braids your hair softly. Humming a song while doing so. You giggle softly as you listen to him hum a song you haven't heard in a while, but one that still is your favorite.

Once he's done he ties it with an elastic and pulls you against his chest, pressing a kiss against your temple as he wraps his arms around you.

"There you go princess. I hope you'll like it."

San

Having had his hair braided himself, San knows how nice it is to have someone run their fingers through your hair. So when you asked him to braid your hair he was all up for it. "Okay, what do you want me to do?" He asks, a bright smile plastered on his face as he eyes you curiously.

"Uhm.. I thought about this one." You say as you show him a photo of what you want. San nods excitedly as he motions for you to turn around, which you do.

San gently takes your hair in his hands as he starts to braid it. Trying his best to make it look as much as the photo as possible. San bites down on his bottom lip in concentration as he folds one strand over another.

"You're quite good at this, San." You hum, playing with your fingers as you feel San's fingers comb through your hair.

"Thank you baby. I think I'm done actually."

You jump in excitement as you run to the nearest mirror to admire his work. San giggles as he follows closely behind you. You look in the bathroom mirror as your jaw drops when you see the beautiful braids.

Your boyfriend smiles brightly as he wraps his arms around you, hugging you from behind as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"It's beautiful San. Thank you so much. You really are the best."

Mingi

Mingi was slightly nervous when you first asked him, because let's be honest. Baby boy is a bit clumsy. He would be so scared of accidentally hurting you in the process. You noticed his hesitantion and couldn't help but giggle.

"Mingi, it's okay. Don't worry you won't hurt me."

Feeling a little more assured by your words, Mingi tries his best to braid your hair. You close your eyes as you talk to Mingi about your day. Mingi listens to you, but doesn't say much back because he's focusing on braiding your hair. You giggle when you notice he doesn't respond much and turn around once you feel him putting an elastic in your hair to secure the braid.

You climb in his lap as you wrap your arms around his neck. You lean in closer to press your lips against his. Mingi places his hand on your cheek as he pulls you closer, kissing you softly.

"Maybe I should braid your hair more often, if it means you'll kiss me like this.

Wooyoung

Wooyoung smirks at soon as you ask him, which makes you raise your eyebrows. "Why are you smirking like that?" He chuckles as he shakes his head. "Nothing, please turn around for me baby."

You does as he asks and turn around. Wooyoung's fingers comb through your hair as he pulls it back a little. He pretends to braid your hair while in reality he has other plans in mind. Wooyoung takes one of the strands and pulls on it a little harder, making you whine in response. You quickly cover your mouth with your hand as you feel your cheeks heating up.

Wooyoung smirks at your reaction as he nuzzles his nose against your neck, occasionally pressing a kiss against it as his hands leave your hair and wrap around your waist instead.

He softly caresses your skin as he pulls you closer to him until his body is pressed against yours. "I think I just discovered one of your little kinks, didn't I baby girl?"

Your eyes grow wide at his words as you snap your head around to look at him. "W-What?"

Wooyoung smirks as he pushes you down, climbing on top of you and pinning your hands next to your head. Leaning down till his lips brush against yours.

"Oh you heard me. If I had known this sooner I would have done this a long time ago."

Jongho

Jongho would be a little clueless in the beginning. Yes he's seen his fair share of braids but he has never actually braided hair before. Of course he's not one to back down from a challenge, so he agrees. As soon as he takes your hair in his hands his mind goes black. He lets out an awkward chuckle as he shakes his head softly.

"Can you show me the video again, I don't even know where to start."

You giggle softly at his words as you show him the video again, playing it at a slower speed so he can follow along. Jongho follows the instructions and soon he sees a beautiful braid appear on your head.

"I think I'm actually doing it!" He says, smiling brightly as he takes the elastic from your hand and secures the braid.

"Wow, that's actually really pretty." He smiles, turning you around so he can look at you properly.

Your smile is equally as bright as you lean in to give him a soft kiss.

"Thank you Jongho, I really appreciate it."

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ch. lxiv - cowards

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

After sending the last text, Mingi and Jongho didn't waste time and immediately rush to (Y/N)'s room. When they arrived, the door was ajar with Seonghwa standing inside. He was staring blankly around, seemingly confused.

"Hyung, have you been here?" Jongho asked, breaking Seonghwa's trance.

"Y-yeah, I did- she left? Just like that ??" Seonghwa asked, still not believing anything that just happened.

Maybe it was Seonghwa's guilt. The fact that his last interaction with you was him accusing you of being a whore didn't sit right with him. There was a lump in his throat and a heavy feeling on his chest. It felt like he was suffocating.

The three of them stood silently, not knowing what to answer.

As they stood silently, the other boys walked in one by one. Wooyoung walked in first with San in tow, they both immediately took note of the silence and just stared at each other with guilt.

One by one everyone else filled the room, staring blankly at the emptiness and letting sorrow and regret fill them.

"S-so that's it? She left us yet AGAIN after having just came back last night?" Hongjoong asked in disbelief. There was no malice in his tone, there were no ill intentions. He was shocked, surprised at the sudden tension.

Mingi turned to look at the eldest with much disdain, "After what happened to her last night, could you really give her blame?"

inking that Hongjoong felt wronged, as he thought his assumption was justified. To be singled out as such was a little bit too much. "Are you trying to be a hero here?" he asked the taller guy. Mingi scoffed at him, "Hero? You think I have some sort of a complex?" "I don't know, do you? I don't think it's a hero complex, but there must be some sort of a messed up complex in you. Because you've been all over the place and overreacting, acting like a mess when you can't find (Y/N) and yet not saying anything when she was here, letting Yeosang ran his mouth at her, driving her off,"

At the mention of his name, Yeosang spoke up from the corner of the room. "I drove her off? Are you fucking serious?" to which San, who was by his side scoffed, "Weren't you the one who verbally attacked her last night? Calling her out on leaving without any explanation was one thing, but to call her a wandering tramp?" "Okay, I was looking out for all of us. YOU especially, San! You don't know how much it affected me seeing you all broken down and you even fell into depression! As your friend, I was fucking worried!" Yeosang defended himself.

Wooyoung chimed in, scoffing at his long-time friend, "Looking out for us? From what? From who? The woman we love? If you wanna go off on her, that's one hundred percent your choice, but don't use us as your excuse. That's just pathetic, man," he told Yeosang whilst glaring at him.

Seonghwa got in between the two, preventing them both from going at it even further. "Okay, enough with you two, you both can't be fighting during this time. Yeosang might've said some... unnecessary things to (Y/N) last night, but things aren't completely his fault," he reasoned.

Surprisingly, Yunho chimed in, smirking at the older man, "You got that right," he muttered. Yunho's voice was intentionally loud enough for everyone to hear, but still low enough for it to seem snarky.

At his chime, Seonghwa furrowed his eyebrows at Yunho, "what's that supposed to mean?" Yunho stepped to Seonghwa while tilting his head as if challenging him, "Don't play dumb, hyung, I heard you last night. Here, you mentioned Yeosang calling (Y/N) names when you basically called her the same thing,"

Whilst the others were left confused, Seonghwa visibly froze. His demeanour changed to a nervous one.

"Yunho, what the fuck are you talking about?" Hongjoong asked.

Yunho looked to the side at Hongjoong casually, "I walked by when I was about to get water last night when I heard yelling from inside her room. Whatever they were talking about, I heard Seonghwa hyung yelling something about (Y/N) staying with guys other than her cousin. The implication was bad, I even heard (Y/N) crying,"

All eyes suddenly shifted to Seonghwa. "Hyung, you made her cry?" San asked, not able to completely believe that Seonghwa was capable of doing that to (Y/N).

Tension rose in the room and suddenly everyone was arguing with each other. All but Jongho who stayed by the sideline, watching the whole thing unfold between his older friends with disappointment in his eyes.

"What happened?" you asked him, appearing by his side out of nowhere.

Jongho sighed before crossing his arms, "They're blaming each other because you left again," he muttered. You frowned and furrowed your eyebrows, "But, I haven't left yet?"

At that, Jongho finally looked at you properly. His eyes widened as wide as they could go, "Oh, hey! You're still here!" He exclaimed loudly, capturing the attention of everyone who was bickering inside.

You stared at them weirdly, "Yeah? Why is that so surprising?"

Mingi stepped out towards you slowly, his hands reached out to grab yours in his softly, "W-we thought you had really left again," he told you, his voice broke from how glad he was.

But that relieved feeling was soon crushed when he heard your answer.

"Well, now I am. I was making sure of something and waiting for Haknyeon to come to pick me up. Since he's here now, I'm... Gonna go," you smiled at them gently. Despite that, there were clear indications that the smile you wore was one of a broken heart.

Seonghwa couldn't help but let his words slip without thinking properly, "You're going back with him and his friends?" to which Yunho immediately nudged him hard on his stomach.

You turn to look at Seonghwa directly. You shook your head at him before answering, "No, I'm not going back to his apartment. Wouldn't be right for me and wouldn't be fair to him. He's just escorting me to my old dorm where I will be staying," you told him. Seonghwa immediately gulped after hearing your answer. He felt bad for jumping to that conclusion, especially after you told him where you were going.

At this point, San had tears brimming in his eyes, blurring his vision, "Wh-why are you going again, (Y/N)? You just got back," he asked as he walked closer to you.

Seeing his tears, you couldn't help but get emotional as well. you let one hand off of Mingi's grasp to cup San's cheek, rubbing it gently with your thumb, "I just have to, Sannie, I'm sorry. I... Just came back up here to tell Mingi and Jongho directly that I'm gonna go now,"

Wooyoung pushed people away to charge directly at you, "Only Mingi and Jongho? That's it? The rest of us didn't even deserve your goodbyes?" there was no resentment in his voice, you noticed. His eyes, however, showed much sorrow.

You sighed and shrugged at him, "With how things went last night, I don't even know if you all wanted to see me again, that's why I tried making my escape as quickly and silently as possible,"

Hongjoong suddenly spoke up, "See, I don't think you wanna leave at all, because if you do, you wouldn't tell us at all and just leave,"

The way he said it set something off in you. Your previous calm demeanour switched within mere milliseconds as you answered Hongjoong bitterly, "of course I don't wanna leave. You think this is easy on me?"

Without realizing it, you slipped your hands off of Mingi's grasp and San's cheek. The others who were in the way moved to the side to let you face Hongjoong directly, slightly afraid of you, "You really think that I came back here just to leave the next day? If so, then not only that you're dead wrong, but you're also an asshole. Every single one of you is acting like I've only been playing around with you all, going back and forth as I please because I don't know what I want. You don't even know why I left. Maybe most of it was because I didn't tell you guys, but part of it was because neither of you even gave me the chance to even explain last night. All of you just turned your backs on me and walked away," you laughed bitterly.

Your words struck them deep. Because they were all true. You might have been the one who started the fight, but they were the ones who delivered the final blow. Not to mention they're male adults who should've been able to communicate and made better decisions. Lastly, there were eight of them and one of you, how was that fair?

The silence and the expression on their faces said a lot, you realized if you were to tell them everything, that was your chance.

So you took a deep breath and spilt everything to them.

You told them about the threat Sunhee gave you, the proof they had, and how they planned on ruining their futures. You told them about how you felt like you didn't have any choice and how you didn't want to make things worse so you just listen to them until you were able to think of something, you wanted to protect them. You also told them how paranoid they made you and how you almost went crazy from worrying over them whilst having to be worried over what those crazy bitches might do.

When you finished talking, you realized that the boys had had tears streaming down their faces. You could see their resolves wilting away and being replaced by regret and shame.

Without even saying anything, Wooyoung pulled you into his arms tightly. He cried, saying how sorry he was for how he acted last night and how he should've trusted you more. Yunho and San wrapped their arms around you too, despite the tears streaming down, they managed to utter how sorry they were for not doing anything. Soon, Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Mingi, and Jongho attached themselves to the growing group hug as well, wordlessly showing their remorse. Despite their lack of words, you understood them just fine.

At that moment, you felt safe, you felt relieved that you were finally able to tell them everything. Things finally seem like they will go back to normal.

Maybe except for one thing.

You lifted your face from where it was nestled in the crook of Wooyoung's neck to meet eyes with the one person who was still rooted in his position.

Yeosang immediately looked away, an attempt you assume was to cover up his own tears.

Though heartbroken that he seemed to still resent you, you took the current win and let yourself bask in the warmth the guys were giving you.

You promised yourself then and there that you wouldn't act so carelessly anymore.

At least not without letting them know.

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