#hoshi scenario
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seventeen!BSSline × reader (separately)
summary: according to an ancient story, the greatest way to confess to the girl you love is to give her the top button of your uniform. Knowing this tradition, here's how I think Seungkwan, Seokmin, and Hoshi would confess their love.
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part1 ; high school romance ; fluff!! ; 3k wc; @kflixnet
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BOO SEUNGKWAN [ 부승관 ]
None could ever understand how much you feared that guy. Boo Seungkwan. That boy with hazel eyes and dyed platinum-blond hair, walking around proudly and always with a smile on his face, was the most dangerous threat to you.
He excelled in all subjects, and was always ready to answer questions - often saving the distracted part of the class - always punctual and attending class...
You had begun to bond with him after you were assigned as a partner in a project. Before that moment you had never been interested in that boy who seemed only to adore attention and seek approval; but since that biology project, you've become fond of him and begun to know him for who he truly was.
He turned out to be a hardworking boy who secretly cared deeply for his close friends. He was caring, intelligent, and constantly prepared with practical solutions. You noticed how Seungkwan hid his deep insecurity by boasting about himself, yet at the slightest compliment, he would turn away to hide his shy smile.
At the same time, he was able to express his affection through gestures, and often he surprised you with how much he remembered about you. Things you might have mentioned only once were indelibly marked in his heart.
Since you two became friends, he smiled at you more and regularly invited you to participate in class discussions, encouraging you to raise your hand when he was sure you knew the answer.
You had become more interested in classes as a result of his reassurance, and you would always gaze at the person who had encouraged you to raise your hand, still with a bit of anxiety. But he would gaze at you proudly, nodding and lowering his hand to allow you to speak.
Still, you feared that gaze from him because of his power over you. He had been like a burst of self-confidence that had unexpectedly disturbed your life. Time passed, and you decided, for your own and your friendship's sake, to ignore all of the strange emotions that were beginning to bloom…
At school, he was not really well-liked because everyone stopped at his arrogant appearance and few tried to get to know him. Few others observed his intriguing personality; and you were the only one there as much as he sighed with glazed eyes, wondering why he was getting the disliked stares in school. All you could do was sit with him and reassure him with gentle words, that entirely melted the character he had worked so hard to perfect in the sight of others. This friendship quickly developed into a different feeling.
And after a beautiful love confession, you two started dating.
Everyone still viewed you as two close friends... but only you two and a few careful observers noticed your joined hands, brief kisses, and sweet glances which had shown themselves throughout time.
As you became more active in class, many of your classmates showed interest in you. Many people wanted to be your friend, and many boys admired your brilliance and beauty while unintentionally ignoring the horrible stares directed at them by your boyfriend. It had never occurred to you to think about other people's love confessions for you; but on the other hand, your lover had finally revealed his jealousy, which he kept to a minimum so as not to burden you.
On February 14th, it was decided that he would tell the world about the two of you - if you were okay with it. Because you were cool with it - for you, being with an amazing person like him was more than enough - he decided to confess in the final days of the year.
Most romantically, he knew by giving you the first button on his uniform. You had no idea this was part of his plan, so you went to school silently on a hot summer Friday. You entered the classroom and sat at your desk while waiting for your boyfriend to come and your class to start. Like a ray of sunshine, he entered and immediately turned to you, smiling.
He walked up to your desk and after a very quick touch, he at in his seat behind you. You turned to talk to him, but the teacher entered the classroom and interrupted you at the start of class. While the time for you seemed endless, your partner at the back desk was starting to break out in a cold sweat, wondering if his choice to confess to you in front of everyone was a good idea. The next hour, your class had planned a class reunion to say final goodbyes before leaving school. When the teacher walked away, you turned to your boyfriend. Only to find him standing there, his hand clenched in a fist, reaching out to you.
"With that, I promise my love and devotion to you, Yn, thank you for this year together, thank you for letting me be your boyfriend, thank you for taking care of me and letting me take care of you, thank you for letting me know you and for getting to know me, thank-" but before he could finish, you interrupted him with a quick kiss. Your hand had been linked with his, and the button was handed to you. You smiled as you hugged the boy, whose sparkling eyes were now lined with tears due to the anxiety.
The class burst into applause, divided between those who celebrated love, those who saw confirmation of their theories about your relationship, and those who shivered at having lost all chance of high school love on that beautiful last day of school.
LEE SEOKMIN [ 이석민 ]
Lee Seokmin, the theater kid. You and Seokmin loved being actors during the high school years. In the first year, you chose the drama class and from there continued to pursue your passion. It was what brought you closer together, and you had learned to always set aside time in the afternoons to read over the scripts for the show you needed to prepare. Sometimes you two would go over the parts in the park, sometimes at each other's houses, and sometimes even hang out in some corner of a random bar where you would silently act out their assigned parts. You soon become a duo, two friends forever connected by their passion for acting.
Indeed you and Seokmin had both shown skills in acting!
You had at first entered into a friendship competition, but as you grew more mature, you abandoned this useless impression and began to be friends.
Everyone thought you were an inseparable duo now. Teachers were always putting you in roles that showed your collaboration and energy. Your roles varied extensively; most of the time, you were the lead friends or a minor duo.
All this stayed the same until the final play of last year.
This play was based on a text written entirely by your drama teacher. She had admitted that it was an unpublished piece she had written during her high school years, and had never dared to put it on stage. It was based on her personal experience, and in particular on her love story (with the drama teacher!) during her high school years.
As a goodbye to your class and a homage to her past years, she proposed a staged performance of that romantic comedy.
At the revelation of what it was, all of you burst into exultant applause that was soon replaced by silence and some laughter as she began to choose the roles.
Dk was proposed to be the male lead, everyone cheered, and he happily agreed. You expected to have the best friend role, as it had always been. But the silence fell, and your cheeks-along with Seokmin's blushed when it was announced that you would be the female lead.
You smiled and nodded awkwardly as you looked at your dear friend.
So this is how you found yourself, lying on the grass in a park, rehearsing the script with your friend. The show was just a few days away, and you always got to the last scene where he removed the button from his uniform and handed it to you to declare his love. Right after that, there was a simple hug, but, during rehearsal, in that hug, you both lost yourselves a little more than expected - that's why you found yourself repeating that specific scene almost a hundred times.
He would pretend to undo the button on his shirt, and when he handed it to you, there would be silence, and you would approach timidly for a hug. There had never been any awkwardness about physical contact in your friendship, so why was it so difficult to hug your friend without your heart racing and hyperventilating?
Rehearsals soon ended, and you found yourselves on the last day of school ready to perform the entire play. The final scene aside, you had gotten along very well in your assigned roles. You had found that you were very similar to the characters you were to play and very comfortable in your acting. The performance began for the best. A few breathing exercises but soon you were leaving confident and ready. About an hour passed so smoothly, and the time came for the final scene.
When you were alone on stage, the lights were focused only on you, and the room filled with people fell silent.
Dk looked into your eyes and moved slowly towards your face. A knot formed in your throat, and for a brief time, you believed you saw genuine sparkles of love in his eyes. He looked perfect as he removed the first button of his uniform and handed it to you. Without saying anything, you took that button and linked your hands.
He approached and gently pulled you into his arms. You wished that hug could last forever, and hoped to melt with him forever in that moment.
Without you having any more control of your mouth, and without anyone hearing you whisper to him: "Dk, I think I love you." But before he could answer or even acknowledge it, an outburst of applause brought you back to reality.
Yet before you had any regrets, he grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you.
Everyone in the theater class was taken aback; the kiss was not in the script…Was he still acting or actually confessing!?
After only a few seconds, everyone realized he had done what your drama teacher regretted not doing at the time. Your heart began to race, and the audience continued to cheer for the success of your performance. After a few moments, you separated, but you could both focus just on the sensation of the kiss. You blinked many times to ensure that you were not dreaming. And no, you were not dreaming.
You had the most stunning smile you'd ever seen in front of you, and it could warm your heart even in the coldest conditions. And that cheerful and loving smile was dedicated exclusively to you, the one who had always managed to make it possible.
KWON SOONYOUNG [ 권순영 ]
Kwon Soonyoung was the most chaotic and unintentionally funny boy in your class.
He was constantly the center of attention for teachers and pupils due to his too-loud comments, daily naps, and constant delay. He never seemed worried about the tests, so you could only overcome your worry and finish the test with a lot of effort. He did not excel in all subjects, but his calm and cheerful temperament was enough to attract your attention.
You admired him as he laughed heartily about who knows what with his friends. He wasn't rude, and everyone at school loved him. And despite his popularity, he had never become arrogant; Hoshi was still the same funny boy. You had known him for years, since you were neighbors, and you were very close as children; then fate would have it that as you grew up you grew apart a bit and ended up just being friends in the same class in senior year.
Sometimes he would come to talk to you; and occasionally, you would go home together, but he would frequently stay out to hang out with his groups while you were out with some of your friends.
After a hectic week filled with tests, and school projects, you both found yourself rushing to catch the bus to school. Both of you were exhausted for different reasons, and you two found yourself watching the bus pass by, breathless and still tired from the previous days.
You hadn't talked to each other all week because you were both so busy with your duties, and on that Friday, you looked at each other defeated, but you didn't say anything. You two just started to laugh.
Nobody knows why you laughed at your misfortunes, but you both did so passionately after looking into each other's eyes.
"Yn...what if we skipped school?" He suddenly proposed.
You were not unfamiliar with him at times skipping school, but he had never offered it to you.
Just now his eyes sparkled with the excitement that he might convince you, as you hadn't yet declined the offer.
"We can go to the beach, and I will buy you breakfast!"
And, let's be honest, it wasn't that that changed your mind... it was his lovely puppy eyes that would have convinced anyone.
You nodded, and he quickly directed you to a bus that would take you to a beach you used to visit as children.
The simple fact that he remembered that beach you loved so much made your heart melt.
You went to pick up tickets at the station's ticket booth.
Your heart was racing from the anxiety of what you were doing, and a smile gradually appeared on your face because you would be doing it alone with Hoshi. A thousand tremors silently flooded your body at that instant, but the decision had already been made, and you had to stick to it. Trying not to let your fear overwhelm you, you chose to concentrate on Hoshi as he checked the bus timetable. You only noticed then that he wasn't wearing a uniform, but rather a white tank top with a baggy blue shirt over it and long black slacks; he probably hadn't planned to attend school that day.
You also observed his slightly tired eyes, emphasized black circles, slightly cracked lips, and tiring face. He rapidly moved his finger to check the timetable, keeping his eyes half-closed so he could read the fine print.
Your bus would have passed by in two minutes, leaving you waiting for him on the bench at the bus stop. You wanted to ask him how he was doing, as you were concerned about his appearance. But you observed his blank expression and slight smile, so you decided to find a way to cheer him up.
Soon, you were able to start the conversation, and as you did, his eyes brightened and his smile returned, along with a flush on his cheeks. The bus soon arrived, and you got quietly, excited about the experience. Naturally, you sat close to one other, and he handed you the earphones through which you shared music during the entire trip.
You were willing to speak with him, but before you knew it, he was fast asleep; and since you let his head rest on your shoulder, he was eternally grateful for those thirty minutes of sleep.
You quickly found yourself at the beach bar, watching the waves crash on the beach and the sun gleaming in the sky mirrored in the sea. Meanwhile, Hoshi, holding your breakfast, stood mesmerized, staring at you.
He smiled and looked at you as if he were a painter admiring his muse.
Time went between nostalgic conversations and strolls along the waterfront.
And the more you talked, the more Hoshi accepted his feelings, which he had before resisted to the point of tears.
Hoshi loved you.
He'd had this sensation for a while now, and as you watched him, he couldn't help but do the same. He would watch you laugh with others, and constantly talk about you to everyone. He would talk about your past friendship, how much he wanted to be close to you again, and how amazing you were both inside and out.
Hoshi admired your beauty, kindness, and intelligence. He admired you from a distance and gave you quiet glances when he couldn't speak with you. He kept an eye on you from a distance and made sure you were safe.
He made sure you were never alone, and that even when you were exhausted, you didn't let school get to you.
He liked you from afar.
But he didn't realize he was in love (his friends (especially seungkwan) had been telling him every day for at least two months) until he heard you mention your “future partner”.
You were sitting on the coast, gazing fixedly at the horizon and chatting about your future. And he had at last understood that he was the one he wanted to hear about in that way from you.
He wanted to be the one to be looked at by your beautiful eyes like that.
Hoshi was lost in thought. All he wanted to do was let you that he liked you. But why? How? When?
At that moment the impulse took over and...he randomly tore off the button of the shirt he was wearing. It was unexpected; in the meantime, he only managed to say your name, so you looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Here," he said, handing you some buttons taken from his shirt. (He intended to remove only one button, but ended up removing at least three.)
You gazed at him, confused as ever, as you took the three buttons he handed you.
"Let me be the one to stand by your side - he said, staring at you genuinely with his dark brown eyes …pretty, please? "
Words were not enough to express how confused you were. You smiled and water reflected in your eyes, whilst his were lit by the sun. At that moment, no artwork could have captured the intensity of your emotions.
You instinctively nodded, and the whole boy's body relaxed; his gaze softened, and he nearly fainted when you gave him a short kiss on the cheek in answer to his buttons.
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[12:03pm]
“Babe.”
Soonyoung’s voice echoed through the room, and you hid your face under the covers in response.
He had gotten home from teaching a class not long ago, heading straight to the shower while giving you an eye about being right where he left you. You had gotten up while he was out just to brush your teeth and wash your face, settling back on your side of the bed when you were done.
Usually, Soonyoung wouldn’t push you to get up, being well aware of how much you liked to laze around during the weekends. But you couldn’t really afford it. Not today.
“You need to pack,” he nudged again, playfully throwing whatever shirt he decided to wear on top of you, hoping it had hit you properly. Soonyoung kept on rampaging through his drawers, clearly unable to find whatever he was looking for. “Did you see my black Adidas shorts?”
You sighed, placing the covers by your chest, body still flat on the mattress. “Didn’t you pack them?”
Soonyoung hummed, “I did, you’re right.” After staring at his other bottoms for what seemed like forever, he found the solution to his problem. “Guess I’ll just have to stay shortless until it’s time to leave.”
A chuckle escaped you, “You do that.”
After putting on his boxers, Soonyoung turned around, hands on his waist like a scolding mother. “Babe.”
“I know, I need to pack.” You groaned.
You and Soonyoung were going away for a week to celebrate your third anniversary. He chose Thailand as he had been there before but without you. He had favorite places he wanted you to see. Foods he wanted you to eat.
Soonyoung wanted to hold your hand on the rooftop he had been to on his last visit. To see your face illuminated by the city lights. To tell you how much he loved every single day of the past three years there, while you made the face you usually make when you see a breathtaking view.
He had that face too. And he made it every day when he laid eyes on you.
“I know you hate packing.” Soonyoung was closer now, sitting by the edge of the bed. He took your hand in his and started rubbing your skin gently. “I’ll help. I’m done anyway.”
You scoffed, “Of course you’re done.”
Soonyoung had packed almost a week early in excitement, complaining then almost daily how he barely had any clothes to wear. It was borderline comical how you were the one leaving things to the last minute this time.
Reversed roles.
He laughed, eyes shaping into crescents and making butterflies show up at the pit of your stomach. God, how you loved his eyes. “You really need to, though. We’re leaving soon.” Soonyoung pressed a kiss on your knuckles, and you almost melted. “C’mon, I got you.”
Another groan, and then some whines. “I don’t want to.”
Soonyoung giggled, finding your act way more endearing than he should. “I’ll give you a kiss for every piece you put in the suitcase.”
“That’s not gonna help with my overpacking tendencies, Soonyoung.” Your tone was gentle, and the words almost got lost between your airy laugh.
Maybe that’s why you hated packing. Because you felt like you had to take too many clothes. You know, just in case.
Soonyoung stared at you in a pathetic attempt to convince you without having to say anything else. Useless.
When you showed no signs of getting up, he decided to bring the big guns.
Soonyoung laid down on top of you, shirt still lost somewhere between the covers. His hands were by the sides of your head, and you could feel the warmth his body was irradiating. The sun was shining on his torso and he looked way too enticing.
“You have to.”
You raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk forming across your lips, “How am I supposed to pack when you’re half-naked on top of me?” You wiggled your hips, and Soonyoung started to regret his actions.
“You have to,” he repeated while doing his best to maintain his composure.
You nodded and your hands moved to pull him closer, fingers locked by the back of his neck.
Soonyoung was way too hard to resist.
When his chest was finally pressed against yours, he stopped himself when he was mere inches from your lips. “I can’t kiss you now,” it was barely a whisper. “There’s nothing on your suitcase yet.”
Your eyes were closed already while your breath fanned against his face, “Just one. I’ll bring more than one thing anyway.”
He considered saying no. He really did. But he couldn’t. Not when you were this needy for him.
You were way too hard to resist.
So Soonyoung kissed you. Soft and hot and it felt just as amazing as the first kiss the two of you had shared years ago.
Fireworks.
And he kissed you again. And again. And again.
Eventually, your hands traveled to his waist, making sure to keep him flushed against you. You wouldn’t break the kiss if you had a choice, but you needed more. Kissing him was addictive in the best of ways. His lips would never fail to leave you at his mercy. “Please.”
Soonyoung laughed, pulling back to start licking on your neck. “What do you want?”
Your head was spinning and your body felt like it would combust anytime soon. More. More. More. You let out a small moan in response, “Anything.”
It took him every inch of willpower and self-control to do what he just did. But extreme situations call for extreme measures.
He had to.
Before you could even process what was happening, Soonyoung was standing, placing himself by the sides of the bed while you stayed there in confusion.
The look of shock mixed with frustration on your face made him want to jump back and give you what you needed.
He couldn’t.
The carpet below Soonyoung’s feet was doing a good job in grounding him, so he decided to focus on that feeling rather than on the way his body already missed yours.
“What are you doing?” You whined, wanting nothing more than to feel Soonyoung again.
“Forcing you to pack,” your boyfriend responded, triumphantly.
For the second time that day, you moved from your spot. You waddled on your knees towards Soonyoung, who, against his best judgment, welcomed you with open arms.
“Don’t wanna pack now.” It was your turn to kiss his neck, teeth barely gazing against the veins that he had there while you pulled his hair slightly.
Low blow.
Fuck you for knowing every single thing that made him weak.
He couldn’t give in. He had to be strong.
Soonyoung managed to release himself from your ministrations, poker face game strong, much to your dismay.
“You’re kidding,” you complained. “I’m practically begging here.”
He nodded, “I know.” Soonyoung had always loved the way you begged for him.
“Babe.”
He crossed his arms in defense, moving further and further away until he was sat by the windowsill. Soonyoung had every intention of fucking you senseless. He’d just do that after your suitcase was closed shut.
"Are you trying to bribe me with sex?"
"It sounds kinda bad when you say it like that," he pursed his lips. "Think of it as a reward. You'll get what you want when you're done."
You sat back on your heels, the soft fabric of the mattress easing the weight placed on yourself. “Are you actually doing this?”
Soonyoung made himself comfortable and offered you a wink, “Yes.”
You could barely think straight, so you just muttered the only word that came to mind. He had to give in.
“Babe.”
“You should really get to it.” The teasing in his tone made you roll your eyes.
Not long after, and clearly defeated, you finally stood up. If looks could kill, Soonyoung would probably be dead. Or in a coma. Something serious, for sure.
“I hate you,” you said, walking down the hallway in search of your suitcase.
You couldn’t see it, but Soonyoung smiled. Big. Bright.
A winner’s smile.
“Love you too.”
a/n: idk bro. i had to pack today bc i'm leaving for my summer trip tomorrow and i've been having so many soonyoung thoughts bc i miss writing for him so muchhhhhh. so this happened. in like a little over two hours i think? i legit saw the moon moving while i wrote it. anyway! this is completely unedited and also not proofread bc it's almost 1am and i need to sleep but i wanted to post this anyway so. here ya go? idk i hope this doesn't suck ma dudes. let's see what i'll think in the morning. yeah so !! my askbox is open as usual hehe
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how to get rid of nightmares
✧ hoshi x reader
✧ summary: you try to deal with your nightmare, but your clingy boyfriend just wants you to return to bed
✧ genre: comfort, fluff.
✧ wc is approx 2.2k
✧ notes: discussion of nightmares. reader takers off their shirt (nonsexual). soonyoung kisses their stomach, shoulder. mentions of a stretchmark on reader's shoulder. warning for mention of soonyoung's abs. this was purely self-indulgent.
You woke with the echoes of your nightmare still fresh in your mind. For a few moments you tried falling back into sleep, forcing your eyes shut. But the dark and cruel images persisted, etched onto the back of your eyelids, so everytime you shut your eyes you couldn’t help but witness them once more.
Shifting in your boyfriend’s hold, you abandoned all attempts at getting back to sleep. Instead you took in the environment around you -- or the lack thereof. Soonyoung had joined you in bed after you fell asleep, but that didn’t stop him from bringing you into his arms and hugging you tight. He had you trapped in his hold, strong arms keeping you from any real movement. One of his legs was thrown over your thigh, entangled with yours enough to where your lower half was pressed against him just as tightly as your top.
He shifted, arms tightening against you and bringing you back into his hold. You wriggled, pushing his leg off of you. Soonyoung let out a whine, and still asleep, he shifted so he was on his back. He somehow dragged you with him, so you were half on top of him.
Ever conscious, you tapped against his bare chest. “Soonyoung, you won’t be able to breathe. Let me go.”
He whined again. One of his hands traveled up your body before settling at the back of your neck. He guided your head to rest against his chest, hand settling over your cheek.
“Sleep,” he murmured. His voice was thick and rough from sleep, and you couldn’t help but grin against his warm skin.
“Soonie,” you tried again, hands moving to his sides. You pinched at his skin, not enough to seriously hurt. “Let me go. Need to go to the bathroom.”
He whined. “Noooooo.”
Soonyoung’s grip, however, loosened. You pressed a kiss to his chest, rubbing your hands over his skin, before moving off of him. He continued moaning and whining, his lips forming a pout.
“How are you so cute when you’re half asleep, seriously,” you mumbled. It took a moment to untangle yourself from the blanket, it having tangled around your legs when Soonyoung moved the two of you.
After, you stood up with the blanket in your arms. Soonyoung was watching you, pouting and eyes half-open. He wore just a pair of shorts to bed, the pale moonlight that peaked from around the curtains illuminating his pale skin. You couldn’t help but appreciate him for a moment, from the shadows that casted onto his abs to the firmness of his pecs.
“Baby,” he whined.
Then you got to moving, throwing the blanket back over him. You tucked it around Soonyoung, taking care to ensure his feet were beneath the blanket and it covered his shoulders. “There, all warm again.”
Soonyoung immediately ruined your work, pulling the blanket into his arms and turning on his side. “Hurry,” he said.
Chuckling, you nodded before swooping down and pressing a kiss to his lips. As you moved back his lips puckered in a delayed reaction, and, helpless, you pressed another to his lips.
Then you left the room, entering the hallway. It was pitch black, so you reached out with one hand and pressed it against the wall to help guide you down it. You cursed a little when you tripped on a random piece of clothing, knowing well enough that you had dropped your shirt in the hallway as soon as you got home.
You flicked on the light to the bathroom once you reached it, leaving the door open. After doing your business you looked up, gasping when you noticed the half-asleep figure of your boyfriend in the doorway.
“Soonyoung!” You hissed, embarrassed and trying to will your heart back into a more calming pace. “You’re fucking lucky I’m on the toilet.”
He grinned sleepily. His dark hair was sticking up in odd places, and he smacked his lips a little. “Didn’t mean to scare you. You were taking a long time.”
You shuddered when your hands were met with the freezing water of the sink. You endured it, however. Soonyoung wandered into the bathroom, and he reached over you for the soap. He took it in hand, turning the pump towards you. Obedient, you offered your hands out and grinned as he pumped the soap.
“What a sweetheart,” you cooed. He laughed breathily, still seemingly more asleep than awake. You continued to wash your hands, watching as he set the soap back onto the counter and walked around you to grab the hand towel. “You gonna dry my hands for me now, baby?”
“Mm-hm,” he hummed. Soonyoung wiggled the towel at you, and you offered him your hands after turning off the sink. He paid attention to one hand at a time, ever-gentle as he dried you off.
He tossed the towel onto the counter once he was done with it. “Bed?”
You led him from the bathroom, reaching around him to flick off the light switch. He grabbed your arm and tugged, trying to lead you back down the hallway.
“Just a second,” you said, the nightmare flashing through your mind. You weren’t ready to go back into the darkness of your bedroom, with or without Soonyoung. It was unbearable to be in the same physical space as the nightmare. “Gonna get some water.”
“Your water is beside the bed,” he whimpered. You couldn’t see his face but you knew for a fact his lips were probably pushed out in a pout. “Please, baby?”
“Go on without me.” You slid your arm through his hand, grabbing it in yours. You then guided his hand to your lips and pressed a kiss to his fingers. “I’ll join you in a moment.”
You released his hand, but immediately your hand was grasped once again. Soonyoung’s hand squeezed yours, and he muttered something too low for you to fully register. He still led you down the hall and to the kitchen, fingers intertwined with yours.
He paused in front of the stove, reaching out and flicking the overhead light on. You blinked up at him. He had a soft look on his face, and it was almost unbearable how much adoration you felt for him.
With the hand not trapped in his, you reached up and ruffled his hair. He giggled, low and sweet, as you ran your fingers through his short strands. Somehow Soonyoung’s cheeks looked particularly full in the dull light, and you couldn’t resist the temptation to let your hand wander from his hair to his cheek, cupping it softly.
“My baby boy,” you cooed, smiling. He was grinning, silly and in love. “You’re so cute.”
“And tired,” he said.
You laughed. “I’ll hurry, then.”
You went to the fridge, Soonyoung clinging to you like a shadow. His hands went to your waist, settling there and squeezing. You hummed a little, and he took it as a signal to continue. He pressed himself against your back, digging his chin into your shoulder.
“Baby,” he said, shifting to press his face into your neck. “You’re all sweaty.”
You paused for a moment before reaching out, grabbing the Brita pitcher. It didn’t have enough to fill a cup, and you knew it was probably because Soonyoung, who seemed to be under the ridiculous impression that the Brita pitcher refiled itself, only refilled it when you were in the same room as him.
Well, you thought, it could be worse. He could leave his stinky gym socks on the couch or table.
“I just had a bad dream,” you said. You shuffled back, leading Soonyoung to the counter. He moved one of his hands from your waist to push the refrigerator door shut before returning it to, as he would say, its ‘rightful position’.
“What was it about?”
The scenes replied in your mind, and you set the pitcher onto the counter with a little more force than necessary. Soonyoung molded himself against your back again. “I don’t remember it.”
“Bullshit,” he said, resting his chin on your shoulder. “You remember every dream you ever have.”
You sighed. You reached over to the dishrack and grabbed a cup. “I don’t really want to talk about it, Soonyoung.”
“That’s okay, baby,” he murmured. He pressed a kiss to your neck before pausing. “You don’t have to talk about your bad dream, but I feel like as your boyfriend I should tell you that you smell like sweat.”
“Not flowers?”
He was quiet for a moment. In lue of actually speaking, Soonyoung reached around you and grabbed the pitcher. You held the cup in place as he poured, and sure enough, it only filled up the cup to the halfway point.
Soonyoung moved from you, though he kept one hand on the small of your back. He turned on the sink and lifted up the lid of the pitcher, filling it. You took a drink from the cup, turning to lean back against the counter. Soonyoung bracketed you, his bare feet lining up with yours, hands going to brace on either side.
“I’m sorry you’ve got so many nightmares,” he said. His dark brow was furrowed, lips in a frown. “I hate it.”
Taking a drink of water, you shrugged. “I’ve gotten used to them by now. Just used to always feeling tired.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“But I do.” You raised the cup, and he leaned forward. You pressed the rim of the cup to his lips and, slowly, lifted it so he could drink without the water spilling on him. “You know, I don’t remember a time when I didn’t have bad dreams or insomnia.”
Soonyoung licked his lips after you removed the cup. “I hate it. I hate it so fucking much. You don’t deserve that, baby. You deserve good dreams of puppies and kitties and --”
“-- and you?” You teased, grinning. You set the cup beside you on the counter. “It’s okay, Soonie. It’s just part of my life, sweetheart.”
He sighed, tipping his forehead against yours. Soonyoung’s eyes slipped shut. “I know. You know whenever you have bad dreams I’ll always be there to help you after, right?”
Your eyes feel shut, reaching out and looping your arms around his neck. He pressed closer, nuzzling his face against yours and wrapping his arms around you. “I know, Soonie. I know.”
He pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Now. Bed?”
You laughed, nodding. “Bed.”
He pulled away, returning your smile. He kept his arms around you, leading you from the kitchen. The two of you were so close together, neither quite willing to release the other, that you kept stumbling against him.
Soonyoung happily accepted your weight, giggling. “Never stopped falling for me, huh?”
“Never.”
“That’s because you love me,” he sang, pulling you into the room. You could see his smile due to the moonlight filtering through, and somehow the room didn’t seem so dark with his smile. “You looooooooove me.”
You separated from him, pushing Soonyoung back onto the bed. He went willingly, still grinning. Soonyoung shuffled up the bed, pulling the covers back.
Hands going to the hem of your shirt, you peeled it off. The collar was still wet, and Soonyoung yet out a shout of appraisal as you threw it across the room and towards the hamper. It missed, of course, and fell against the wall. Eh; you would get it tomorrow.
Soonyoung was watching you, a soft grin on his face. When his eyes caught yours he outstretched his arms, wiggling his fingers at you.
You went willingly, and when you were close enough he slid his hands over your bare skin. He pulled you to him, pressing a kiss to your stomach. Soonyoung pulled you onto the bed, hands sliding over your skin as he guided you to lay down.
Soonyoung pressed a kiss to your shoulder, over one of the stretchmarks there. He grabbed the blanket and tossed it about before tucking it around the two of you. He pressed his body to yours, the bare skin of his torso warm against yours. You hummed, loving the feel of his bare arms against your skin. You smoothed your hands over his biceps, and when he flexed them teasingly you buried your smile into his chest.
This time you were awake to witness Soonyoung thoroughly entangling the two of you together. He tossed one of his legs over both of yours, capturing your lower half; he guided your head to rest on his arm, his other arm moving so he could trace shapes on the back of your bare back.
“There,” he said, sighing softly. “Back where we belong.”
You let out a soft giggle. His arm around you tightened, and Soonyoung scooted closer so he could guide your face to rest against his neck.
Soonyoung pressed a kiss to your forehead. He spoke in a soft voice, still close enough to where you could feel his lips move against your face. “Now. You listen here, Y/n’s brain. Give them a break. It’s time to sleep, and I’ll have no more of you bullying them. Okay? I love them, and they don’t need you bothering them all the time.”
It seemed as if Soonyoung had mastery over both your heart and brain, for you had no more nightmares for the rest of the night.
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SAVIOR — kwon soonyoung x reader
summary: where you save soonyoung from a horrible, wild beast. spoiler: it's a spider
notes: this was kinda short for my liking, however this is my first time writing for hoshi, so I hope it's alright.
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"I'm gonna die!"
At the sound of Soonyoung's yell, you rushed to where you heard him, which was the bathroom. Once you stopped running, you found a sight that made you reconsider your whole relationship with him.
The toilet seat cover was down and Soonyoung was standing on top of it, having a stare-off with possibly the tiniest spider you've ever seen. He was holding out a bottle of what looked to be air freshener in one hand and the toilet brush in the other.
But he wasn't even moving, he was frozen in fear and he looked pale as a ghost.
"Baby?" You cautiously called out.
The sound of your voice made him shriek in surprise, not expecting you to be in front of the bathroom. "Can you come down?" you questioned, and he shook his head no vigorously.
"Kill it! Kill it!" he exclaimed.
Knowing that he wasn't going to get down unless he saw that the spider was gone, you exited the bathroom and left him in the room in the process.
Ignoring your boyfriend's shrieks of panic since you were gone, you grabbed a random big book neither of you had read and went back to the bathroom.
Soonyoung never left his position, but his head snapped to you and you could see in his eyes that he was pleading with you. With no warning, you slapped the book onto the floor, killing the spider.
He flinched at the loud noise the book left but then sighed in relief once it was gone.
You then turned to him but he was still on the toilet, confusing you. "Why don't you get down?" you asked.
"Because I realized what I did and now I'm embarrassed," he said.
You laughed but held his hands as he got down.
"Don't worry, nothing can embarrass you considering you claim you're a tiger yet you can't even win against a spider," you teased.
He gasped then pouted at your joke, making you hold his face with your hands and slightly squished his cheeks before giving him a kiss.
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[Tales from the Pack] Soonyoung: Imperfect (Part 10)
Characters: Soonyoung x female reader
Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff, mild angst??, they talk a lot about like rut and stuff but nothing happens, mention of religion at the beginning, i think that’s it but lmk if i missed anything :)
Word count: 3,654
Summary: Soonyoung has always been desperate to find his mate, often going out into town at night to fill the void of imprinting that he craves so much. Then suddenly, you (quite literally) appear in front of him. He’d always dreamed and fantasized about what having his mate would be like, but the reality is nothing like he expected.
a/n: things in bold are in english and whenever soonyoung says reader’s name it’s meant to be reader’s surname
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You both knew it was coming. It was kind of weird that you could sense it. There was a shift in Soonyoung, both in how he was acting and other things that you could just sense -- things your instincts picked up on that weren’t necessarily things you could physically see. They were signs you were already familiar with because of the boys in your pack, but these ones were impacting you, now. It was different. It was scary.
It was...intriguing.
Your mate’s rut was coming up very soon. Obviously that was a conversation that hadn’t come up between the two of you, but now that you could sense the change, you knew Soonyoung would want to talk about it.
God, you moving in was really bad timing.
“Y’know, I was never quite sure if I believed in God or Gods or any higher power,” Soonyoung began as he sat in the kitchen, sitting at one of the chairs at the table with his head back as he stared at the ceiling, “but now I’m positive there’s one out there because they fucking hate me.”
“Could just chalk everything up to fate like Lilly used to,” Jun shrugged.
“Maybe it is,” Seungcheol offered. “Maybe this is how you and _____ will really start bonding.”
Soonyoung’s eyes widened, his head lifting up like he was being raised from the dead as he stared at the eldest, “That is not how I want to bond.”
“Your track record implies otherwise,” Danbi snorted, making the others in the kitchen laugh along.
“Well, not now!”
“So what’re you going to do, then?” Yeji wondered. “She moved in hardly a week ago. You’re gonna kick her back out?”
“What else am I supposed to do?” he sighed, running his hands through his hair. “I can’t be around her like this. It’s way too soon for us to be doing...any of that, and I don’t want the first time to be because of fucking rut.”
Jihoon scoffed, “Since when are you a gentleman?”
“Speak for yourself.”
“Aw, Soonie was a hopeless romantic the whole time,” Danbi cooed. “He just...had unconventional ways of trying to find his mate.”
“How’re you going to boot her?” Yeji asked bluntly, changing the subject back.
“Considering I probably can’t word it very well, I was hoping...maybe...Kyu--”
“No.”
The newer alpha walked into the kitchen before Soonyoung could even get her name fully out of his mouth. His golden eyes widened as his eyes followed her like a helpless puppy. He scrambled to his feet and immediately stood behind her as she opened the fridge door, her curly hair tickling his nose from how close he got to her.
“Please?” he begged. “I can’t nicely ask her to leave. I can’t even explain to her what’s happening! I’d need your help anyway so why not just do it for me?”
“Because she’s not my mate, Soon,” she chuckled, turning around and putting a hand to his chest to gently push him backwards a couple steps. “I’m not talking to her about anybody’s mating season. That’s between you, her, and Mother Nature.”
“And how am I supposed to explain it to her when I don’t even know the words to do it?” he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and furrowing his brow. “Face it, you need to help me.”
“I don’t need to do anything,” she stated, mimicking his expression and body language. “You don’t have any alpha charge over me.”
The two stood there in a silent battle to see who would break, but neither seemed to do so. Eyes narrowed and tension so thick it was almost palatable, the two alphas stared each other down unwaveringly.
“I’ll do it.”
All eyes in the kitchen went to the doorway to see a tired Josh standing beside an ever-chipper-looking Arinya, her hand in his. He looked like a disheveled and grumpy father bringing his daughter downstairs too early on Christmas morning, and a few of the wolves couldn’t help but scoff and snort.
Kyung and Soonyoung both figured that if anyone were to concede and offer help, it would’ve been Hansol. They were honestly both surprised to see the eldest of the English speakers being the one to step up -- especially considering he never wanted to help anyone.
“You’ll do it?” Junhui laughed. “Did we all just forget about the last time you ‘helped’ Soonyoung and _____?”
Joshua merely rolled his eyes as Ari let go of his hand to scurry into the kitchen in search of breakfast. He entered at a much slower pace, relaxing down into a wooden chair at the end of the table.
“I learned my lesson, alright?” he insisted, though he seemed pretty bored. “Plus, _____ unfortunately would be able to understand at least part of what he says, so lying would be kind of hard.”
“Wow, how kind of you,” Danbi deadpanned.
“Why’re you volunteering?” Seungcheol asked him curiously, studying him carefully for any signs of ulterior motives. “You never wanted to help with their English lessons.”
“Because,” he let out a deep sigh, “I really don’t feel like hearing Soonyoung fuck her brains out.”
The kitchen filled with murmurs of agreement as Soonyoung’s face turned bright red and he frowned deeply at the older wolf.
Joshua took notice of his expression and smiled a stupid, shit-eating grin, “Do you want someone’s help or not?”
“Fine, whatever,” was all he grumbled in reply.
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Maybe Hansol would’ve been first to step in and offer his help, but he was out with you, anyway. Him, Minghao, and Jia went to the market with you because the pack needed a few things, and you knew of a vendor from New Zealand who always gave you really good discounts.
After only a few minutes of talking with Jia, though, he offered to give you some things for free.
“I really don’t think he was hitting on her,” Hansol insisted so Minghao’s jealousy wouldn’t get too out of hand.
But he was jealous. He didn’t understand why that vendor would just give them stuff unless he had some sort of interest in his mate.
“_____, what do you think?” Hansol asked you, turning to his right to look at you.
You had vaguely gotten the gist of the conversation, so you shrugged, “He didn’t look at her any kind of weird way. I don’t know, Minghao, I think Jia’s just really likeable.”
When Hansol translated, Jia giggled softly in response, “Thank you.”
“I think anybody would give her the shirt off their back if she asked,” you continued.
“Exactly!” Hansol chuckled.
The rest of the walk through the forest was mostly filled with Hansol trying to explain to Minghao the odd affect his mate had on everyone around her, which was why the vendor probably did what he did. But it seemed like Minghao wasn’t letting up on his opinion that the guy had an interest in Jia.
As you approached the house, you could see Hanbin, Jaesang, and Baekhan standing in the yard, talking to Seungcheol, Jooyeon, Danbi, Joshua, and Soonyoung. As soon as you could be seen in the trees, Soonyoung’s eyes locked on you and his body went slightly rigid despite the wide smile on his face seeing you come back from the market.
It wasn’t surprising to you that a few members of your old pack -- that felt so weird to say -- had shown up. They promised to help bring a few remaining things from your room to your new house.
Except they still had things in their arms, and it was things you had already brought to the house. So why did they have them with them outside?
You could tell they were talking about moving -- you’d heard enough about that all week to know. Something about moving and only staying for a week. Something about it being quick and easy, and something about wondering if you’d agree to it.
You? Why would you be moving away?
Were they kicking you out?
Your blood suddenly started to feel cold. You wondered if they maybe couldn’t make it work like Kyung and Soonyoung insisted they could. Maybe there were too many people in the house. Or maybe you were too much of a handful. You tried to be helpful, but you obviously weren’t the easiest person to communicate with, and you still tended to get shy and a little nervous pretty often.
As your small group approached, the eyes of your pack were drawn to you, causing your old pack to turn around to see who was coming. All of them -- except Jooyeon and Danbi -- were either smiling or laughing quietly at something.
“Um...did you guys forget somebody?” Jooyeon asked.
Minghao and Hansol both gave them confused looks before turning to make sure everyone was accounted for. Jia, who was the most likely to get lost, was still between them, her head angled upwards like she was looking up at Minghao to understand what Jooyeon was talking about.
Then they looked to the end, and Hansol’s eyes widened, leaning away from where he was sure you were standing, but he couldn’t physically see you there.
You were invisible, your nerves getting the best of you and it just...happened. It was a typical occurrence, and it became so common for it to happen that you didn’t even really realize when it did anymore.
“Why are you hiding?” Soonyoung giggled, walking right up to you and taking both of your hands in his like he could see you.
He just always knew where you were. It was both endearing in a cheesy soulmate-y kind of way, and also somewhat frightening and a bit annoying.
You came back into view, your wide, worried eyes looking at Hanbin as you asked quietly, “Am I moving?”
Hanbin immediately looked at Soonyoung, seeming somehow more frightened than you.
Soonyoung looked at him, then back at you. Then he turned to look at Joshua over his shoulder, “Hey, uh...help?”
Seungcheol’s arm was around Jooyeon, and he lightly tapped against he shoulder, “We should go inside.”
“What? Why?” she whined as he began to slowly drag her away. “I wanna see what happens!”
“It’s none of our business, baby,” he told her.
“But you’ll know! You’ll hear everything!”
“We’ll be, um...in the backyard,” Hanbin decided, looking between you and Soonyoung. “Come find us when you’re done.”
As they walked away, and the rest of the pack went inside the house, Joshua stepped forward to stand beside your mate. He told you what your old alpha told you, and your eyebrows furrowed.
“What’s going on...?” you wondered in a small voice, looking between the two men like they were towering menacingly over you, when they were actually standing casually beside each other.
“You’re fading again,” Joshua stated.
You fixed yourself and rolled your shoulders back, trying to relax yourself and take a deep breath. But the longer they weren’t telling you, the more anxious you were getting.
“_____,” Soonyoung said your first name for the first time as he stepped closer and gave your hands a gentle squeeze, and it made your heart sink into your stomach. That had to be a bad sign. Soonyoung never called you by your first name, or even the nickname your old pack had given you. But he seemed to be able to tell how scared you were from how your eyes widened and your breathing hitched slightly, and he quickly said, “Baby, it’s nothing bad, I promise.”
Still, that didn’t help.
“Can you just say what you need to say?” Joshua pressed. “You’re stressing her out more doing it slowly.”
Soonyoung closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
“Can you relax, drama queen? You’re hardly even the one telling her,” the older man told him, rolling his eyes.
Your mate’s eyes opened again, staring straight into yours.
“I need you to leave for about a week--”
Your eyes widened again.
“Only a week!” he told you quickly. “You will come back to me, I promise. I just...”
He looked to Joshua for guidance.
Josh was looking at you while he listened to Soonyoung, but when the alpha stopped, he slowly turned his head to look at him. Then he gave him a ‘what?’ sort of gesture with a mean look to go with it.
“You’re the alpha,” he reminded Soonyoung.
“You’ve been alive longer than me,” Soonyoung retorted. “And you said you’d help me, so help. What do I even say?”
“Just tell her.”
Soonyoung looked back at you, looking almost as scared as you probably did.
“My rut is starting really soon, so I want you to go back with Hanbin for a little while.”
All you caught was ‘go with Hanbin’, so you just blinked as your look of worry started to border on confusion.
The alpha looked to Joshua again, “See, you should’ve just told her.”
The healer let out a deep and annoyed sigh, rolling his eyes before he looked back at you. Thankfully, any hostility he held toward his alpha didn’t show when he looked at you. He looked much softer, which helped your nerves.
“Soonyoung’s asking you to leave while his rut is happening,” he told you earnestly. “You’re obviously more than welcome to come back after it’s over, but he wants you away from him while it’s happening.”
Your body warmed, like you felt the blood rushing back into every limb. You felt like you could breath again, and your expression definitely relaxed. But still, you were confused. Soonyoung didn’t want you around? Wasn’t the opposite supposed to happen?
“I want to ask why...but-- ...No offense, but I don’t really want you explaining any of this to me...” you admitted shyly, feeling your cheeks heat up.
Josh just let out a laugh and told you, “I don’t really want to explain it to you, either. I just have to be here so you both understand each other.”
“Okay, then,” you breathed, figuring you really had no choice but to let Josh be included in your business. You would’ve rather had Kyung or Rika, but Rika was a handful of miles away, and you didn’t want to force Kyung to come play translator for you. So you looked to Soonyoung and carried on with the conversation. “Why don’t you want me around?”
“I will,” he told you with a chuckle. “That’s the problem. My-- Um... My rut this time around will be a lot stronger now that I found you. So not only do I not want to hurt you or be too much for you, but...I really don’t want our...first time together...to be during mating season. I know my rut also affects you, and I don’t want you to feel...obligated. I don’t want it to be forced because of instinct. I want it to be...special.”
You could tell even Soonyoung was getting uncomfortable speaking with Josh around, but his brother kept his expression neutral the whole time as he listened, and even when he did his best to translate. It was like none of it phased him even though the two of you were literally talking about sex.
After Josh was done, you frowned, sounding more offended than anything as you said, “You can’t hurt me.”
“You know what I mean,” Soonyoung laughed, shaking his head. “I’m assuming you’ve never experienced someone else’s rut. We can get...intense.”
“And I can attest to that,” Joshua admitted after he translated.
You scrunched your nose as you thought, letting out a deep breath through your nose. When you relaxed your face after considering everything for only a moment, you looked back at Soonyoung and shrugged.
“I think I’ll be fine,” you stated quietly.
Joshua scoffed before he let out a loud laugh, and Soonyoung gave you an incredulous look.
“Are you telling me you want to stay?” he asked.
You nodded, “Yeah.”
“Why?”
You shrugged again despite your face feeling the hottest it ever has, and your voice came out shyly, “I don’t know. We already know we’re made for each other and stuff... As your mate, aren’t I supposed to...help?”
“There’s never any obligation,” Joshua told you seriously without even telling Soonyoung what you said. “Even as a mate, you can always say no.”
“I guess I just...want to...?”
God, you wanted to sink into the ground.
But it was true. You felt these feelings for Soonyoung, and you liked the idea of being with him -- even if you hated having to admit it to not only Soonyoung himself, but also his grumpy brother.
“I can’t even see you,” Josh said.
You came back into view as Soonyoung laughed loudly, his thumbs rubbing the backs of your hands, “It’s awkward, right?”
You nodded as you started to laugh awkwardly, too, “I hate this.”
Once you both stopped laughing, Soonyoung let out a breath. He looked deep into your eyes as he said, “_____, I can’t even tell you how happy it makes me to know you trust me enough to be with me like that. Happy is an understatement, honestly. I know how you are, and I know that this is...a huge step. I’m honored and elated and-- I just feel every good thing knowing you want to do all of that with me. But I really, really think it’s best for both of us if we wait. Not only does my hormones mess with you which is probably why you feel like you want to help, but what am I going to do if I can’t understand you and I accidentally go too far or hurt you somehow? I couldn’t live with myself.”
Joshua groaned, “Do I really have to say all of that?”
Soonyoung rolled his eyes before glaring at his brother, “You’re awful help, you know that?”
“I got it.”
Soonyoung and Joshua turned their heads toward each other to look over their shoulders, seeing Kyung already coming down the short steps from the porch. Like when Joshua volunteered, Soonyoung expected to see Hansol coming to volunteer, especially after Kyung made such a huge deal about not helping. But God, was he relieved to see her coming to his rescue.
“I can’t listen to you two bicker any longer,” she stated as she walked up between the two brothers. Then she pointed at Josh. “And if I had to listen to you sigh again, I think I’d ask Seokmin to strike me with lightning.”
To that, he smirked, “I knew if I did a shitty enough job, you’d come do it instead.”
Her eyes narrowed, and you saw small flames start to spark from her fingertips. It was then that Joshua quickly wished you luck before walking about as fast as you’d ever seen him toward the backyard.
Kyung looked to you with soft eyes, placing a hand on your shoulder, “_____, it really does mean a lot to him that you trust him that much and want to be with him like that -- more than I think I could even attempt to put into words -- but he really wants you to wait. Since neither of you can fully understand each other, it’s more of a safety thing more than anything. If he can’t understand you, there’s a possibility he could hurt you. On top of that, his hormones have an affect on you and vice versa. The reason you feel like you want to help could totally just be because of the change in him. It’s almost...forced, in a way.”
“How could he hurt me?” you wondered sincerely, ignoring every other reason.
“You know how during heat, you become... What’s the word...? Insatiable, I suppose? Like nothing is enough and you need more?”
“I guess.”
“It’s like that, but now it’s worse because now he has a mate,” she explained. “So, he honestly could hurt you. He’s not exaggerating.”
You frowned slightly. It seemed like there was no persuading him to let you stay. Considering it wasn’t just a matter of not wanting to have your first time together be during mating season, but more so a safety risk, you didn’t have much to fight against. You couldn’t argue that you’d be fine and understand him well enough because Kyung and Joshua still had to translate the conversation you were currently having. You didn’t have an argument here.
So you conceded with a sigh and a quiet, “Fine...”
Soonyoung gave you an apologetic look as he let go of one of your hands to cup your cheek, the pad of his thumb rubbing across your cheeks that still felt impossibly hot, “It’s only for a week, give or take a few days.”
“I know...” you mumbled.
He stepped forward to press a soft kiss to your forehead before he tried to smile at you, even though your eyes were on the ground instead of looking at him.
“I made sure to give Hanbin and the boys your essentials,” he told you. “They’ll walk you back with them.”
“‘Kay...”
“Are you mad at me?” he asked quietly, his small smile forming.
Finally, you met his eyes, “No. No, I’m-- ...I don’t really know what I am. I think I’m...disappointed, maybe. I don’t know...”
Soonyoung let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug, “I’m sorry, baby.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” you told him. “I guess I just wish I learned faster.”
“C’mon,” Kyung tugged gently on your elbow to pull you away from Soonyoung -- who honestly, didn’t really want to let go because of his rut nearing, “I’ll bring you to Hanbin. Soon should probably go inside.”
So you said goodbye to your mate and followed Kyung to your old alpha so he could bring you back to your old home.
Only a week after you’d moved into your new one.
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pairing: soonyoung x gn!reader
w.c.: 2k
rating: 18+
warnings/kinks: dacryphilia, sub!soonyoung, dom!reader, handjob, overstim and edging, slight bdsm themes, mentions of a vibrator, soonyoung is needy af and is also called a slut like twice in this
a/n: so uh hi this is the first thing i've written in probably months and I apologise! this is also a very, very late Christmas gift for @horanghoe ily liv I hope u like this! love from your secret Santa xox i changed the plot of this like 3 times I'm so sorry it's this late anyways I hope you enjoy!
As soon as Soonyoung stumbled through the door and carelessly toed his shoes off at the entrance, you knew he was exhausted. Hours of practising and perfecting dance moves from sun up to sun down definitely took more of a toll on him on some days, and he required extra attention and care when this was the case.
You immediately move from the couch to greet him when you hear the door close, a tired smile gracing his lips as he wraps his arms around your frame and kisses the nape of your neck softly. He sighs as he holds you tightly, and you feel him melt into your grasp the longer he holds you as if his stress is fading away just from your simple presence and touch.
Anytime he was like this, he was normally very quiet and pliant, in comparison to his normal self. It broke your heart seeing him like that, but if there was one thing you had learnt within your relationship, it was how to take care of him when his social and physical batteries were running critically low.
“Do you want me to run you a bath, baby?” Your voice is soft and slightly muffled because your head is smushed into his defined pecs, but he seems to understand you as he hums and finally, he lets go of you, a smile etched on his face while he begins removing his clothing.
“That would be great, thanks babe,”
You don’t even process his thanks as you stare at him, and it takes all of your power to not jump him right that second, his defined and beautifully proportionate body still covered with a slight sheen of sweat. The overhead lights bounce off his skin and leave him looking like a glowing adonis, and he knows it too, judging by the smirk that covers his features when he sees you staring.
You can feel your face burning as you swiftly turn on your heel and walk quickly to the bathroom. It was like a little sanctuary for you both that you had spent hours decorating to your preferred look, and you were so proud of how it had turned out. There were small plants dotted around the room, soft beige colours painting the walls and a few lightly scented candles to bring the room together.
As soon as you step over the threshold of the bathroom, you turn the light on and set them to the dimmest setting. With a simple flick of your hand, you have the matchstick burning and slowly lighting each candle in the room. Once lit, the candles provided a calming ambience that had even your stresses melting away.
The sound of the water running into the bath has Soonyoung dragging his tired body inside, stripped down to only his boxers now. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist lightly, peppering soft kisses along your shoulder. You sprinkle some lavender bath salts into the rising water and turn the tap off once it’s sufficiently full, before turning to Soonyoung and gesturing for him to hop in.
He quickly strips his boxers off and tosses them into the corner, before slowly stepping into the warm water and sighing in relief when he slides himself down the bath side. You watch as his shoulders begin to loosen up and he sinks further down in the bath so that only his shoulders and head are above water.
“Feel a bit better?” You ask, your hand skimming the surface of the water. He hums out his reply and catches your hand with his hand and holds it tightly, before intertwining his fingers with yours. You peek up at his face and he’s staring at you with a slight grin on his face, but also something behind his eyes you can't quite comprehend, but has your heart beating slightly faster.
“Are you gonna join me? You look pretty uncomfortable there,” Soonyoung chuckles, seeing how you’ve perched awkwardly on the side of the tub. You shake your head and run your fingers through his soft hair soothingly, and he closes his eyes at the feeling. It seemed almost hypnotizing, the way his strands of hair fell perfectly on his forehead.
“No, this bath is for you, I’m taking care of you tonight.”
“Well, there’s just one little problem I think you might be able to help me with then,” he whispers, and it’s with one small glance down his torso that you notice his erect cock. You weren't even sure how long he’d been hard for, but the tip was bright red and angry, and a singular vein ran up the side of his cock and made it look extremely girthy.
You don’t let him say anything else before you’re leaning down and gripping the base of his cock, and he’s sucking in a breath and gripping the sides of the bathtub. Slowly, you let your hand move up and down the length of his cock, watching as his hips jerk and his knuckles turn white against the ceramic tub.
His breathy sighs and pants as you slowly stroke him only feed into your ego as you let your hand begin to speed up, his sighs turning into whines and his pants turning to pleas. With only a couple of flicks of your hand, he’s like putty in your hand and has become submissive. He’s staring at you with wide eyes, mouth hanging open slightly and one of his hands is reaching down to grab at your wrist.
“Don’t you dare, Soonyoung. You wanted this, so now you’re going to be my good little slut and take what I give you. Understand?” He nods quickly and moves his hand back to its original position, and spreads his legs out so you have better access to his cock.
With the way his hips are jerking and his head is thrown back, Adam's apple bobbing violently, you can tell he’s getting close to his orgasm. He manages to crack his eyes open and practically loses it as soon as he sees your lust-filled stare and smirk, his orgasm ripping through him with a loud moan while you continually rub his tip.
Spurts of white cover his abdomen and your hand, and there's a lot of it. You watch with a smirk as his body shakes violently, and noises that sound similar to sobs escape his lips as his cock takes over his mind momentarily. Tears fall from his eyes and drop onto his lip, which you quickly wipe away.
“Good boy, that’s my good boy, so pretty when you cry” you coo as he whimpers and comes down from his high, your hand still wrapped lightly around his softening cock. He tries to move away from your hand, but to no avail, as you push his chest lightly and keep him seated. If he wanted this so badly, you would give it to him.
He’s still whimpering as you slowly move your hand along his shaft again, watching tears well up in his dark eyes when he realizes what you’re doing. He shakes his head and tries to move away again, but doesn't say your safe word. You truly knew that if he did want to stop, he would use it.
Although you had never physically heard him admit it, you had a feeling he was very into overstimulation, and your theory was proven even more so in this situation. Thinking about all the uses for this kink filled your mind as you continued to pump him steadily, his gasps and moans like music to your ears.
“P-please…” his voice comes out as a harsh whisper as he trembles in the now cooling bath water, your hand still stroking him at a constant pace. He’s growing hard in your hand again and you know that it won’t be long until he’s wanting to cum again. You let your hand cup his balls briefly and squeeze, watching as his body jolts and he looks like he’s about to burst.
“What do you want, my good little slut?”
“I want to cum, please let me cum again,” he sobs, which is your cue to pump him as quickly as you can manage in your awkward position while he flails and sobs, his abs contracting constantly and his head thrown back in pure lust. You can feel your own panties getting soaked with want just from the lustful image of your boyfriend in front of you, but you know you need to focus your attention on him first.
“No.”
He stares at you with surprise and another sob leaves his lips when you pull your hand away from his cock, effectively leaving his cock twitching and his orgasm ebbing away. He goes to place his own hand on his cock to finish himself off, but with a swift motion, you have his hands pinned over his head, and he gasps at the contact.
“Why did you stop?” His voice comes out like a warble, and you can see his lip trembling. You kiss his nose lovingly and let your free hand trace delicately along his jawline, his breath hitching with even the slightest contact. You smile and drop his hands before stepping away and turning on your heel.
“I stopped because I’m not done with you yet. I want you to get out of that bath and onto the bed. Oh, and no touching yourself either”
You weren't quite sure if you were expecting him to put up a fight, or immediately be out of the tub and splashing water everywhere. Either way, there was going to be a mess to clean up in two separate rooms later. You pushed that thought to the back of your mind temporarily and focused on your boyfriend instead.
There’s silence from behind you before you hear the tub draining and Soonyoung is scrambling out of the tub to obey your orders. A small grin covers your lips as you bend down to get to the basket below your bed filled with toys and ties, things you normally use together in bed.
After pulling out some soft rope and a vibrator, you stand back up and see Soonyoung, now dry, laying patiently on the bed, cock still hard and leaking. When he sees you standing, a smile lights up his face and he’s reaching out to you with his hands as if he wanted to cuddle.
You can’t resist him and immediately jump into his arms, being held in his arms only briefly before you remember what your end goal is. You pry yourself out of his arms and quickly have his arms pinned above him again, but this time you grab the rope sitting next to his head and swiftly tie them to the headboard.
He doesn't seem surprised this time but instead seems to be filled with more lust than you had thought even possible and has a loopy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. When you deem the ties tight enough, you shuffle off the bed and remove your own clothing, watching as his eyes bulge out of his head.
“You’re gonna be my good boy, right? You’ll take as many orgasms as I give you?” Your voice is sickly sweet and all he can do is whine and nod his head at you, waiting for whatever you give him. Upon holding up the vibrator, his cock twitches and his hands tug forcefully against the restraints, and you feel a wave of dominance surge through you.
“I will take as many orgasms as you give me,” he sputters out, the humming of the vibrator making his cock leak and whines escaping him once more. You smirk evilly at how submissive he is for you, how he is only thinking about you.
“Good boy, you’re in for a long night.”
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BEST FRIEND SEVENTEEN A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kwon Soonyoung
A ⇴ ATTENTION
His eyes were on you as much as possible when you were somewhere with Soonyoung. Although he cared about all of his friends, you were the one that he was particularly aware of and wanting to make sure that you were alright.
B ⇴ BICKER
Everyone knew that the two of you bickered, it became quite the watch for most people quite a lot of the time. Whilst the two of you would be deadly serious whilst bickering with one another, others around you would be in hysterics at some of the stupid things that you’d both come out with to try and win.
C ⇴ COMFORT
As much as the two of you loved to joke, when it came down to comforting one another and being there during the tricky times, you always pulled through. The moment that he saw you starting to get upset then Soonyoung’s smile would drop, and his arm would go around you to try and get you to talk to him.
D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS
The two of you were quite prone to a disagreement every now and then, there was nothing that you hated more than to be proven wrong by the other person. Even if it had been figured out that one of you was wrong, you’d still try and suggest otherwise to save yourself the embarrassment of having to admit to the other that they were right, especially if you were wrong and saw a smug smile on Soonyoung’s face.
E ⇴ EARLY YEARS
It didn’t take the two of you too long to start forming a pretty strong friendship, you both were comfortable, and arguably confident, around one another to start talking about anything random pretty much from the off. You didn’t fret about embarrassing yourself around the other person because you were both as bad as each other for tripping up and sometimes putting your foot in it as well.
F ⇴ FAMILY
Soonyoung’s family absolutely treated you as if you were one of their own, it was quite rare for their family to get together without you there too. It wasn’t just his immediate family who were fond of you either, many of his extended family were also aware of exactly who you were because Soonyoung loved to tell all of them about you and gush at how incredible of a best friend he was lucky to have.
G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER
Neither of you really minded what you did when you hung out, you knew that whatever it was that you’d have fun together. Soonyoung was usually the one who planned things for the two of you when you did go out as he knew the best places for you both where you’d be able to not be interrupted too.
H ⇴ HABITS
The two of you had a habit of teasing, it was as simple as that for you both. Even when one of you had said something innocent, the other person wouldn’t be able to stop themselves for coming back with a smart reply, only to realise that the other was harmless, apologising for being so quick to go on the attack.
I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES
Just when the two of you thought that you’d had exhausted your list of inside jokes when you talked about them, there would usually be at least one or two which would then suddenly come back to you. It never failed to surprise the two of you just how many inside jokes you’d picked up over the years together.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
He would definitely have his eye on quite a few of your other friends to make sure that he didn’t step on his toes. Although most other people wouldn’t notice that Soonyoung was watching them, you’d absolutely be able to tell when he was getting jealous as he’d be a lot blunter with his words. He didn’t like to intimidate other people, but he definitely would stand his ground as your best friend at least.
K ⇴ KICKS
Soonyoung got a kick out of winning an argument with you as the two of you were quite stubborn with one another. You could both go for quite some time if you wanted to, finding comeback after comeback, but Soonyoung was much more determined than you and liked to try and get the last word always.
L ⇴ LOVE
He loved how much fun he had with you, Soonyoung was constantly laughing whenever he was around you, you tickled him sometimes doing as little as possible. Together the two of you almost always knew how to make a situation funny, and with your bright personalities on top of that you were constantly having to hold onto your sides because of how much you made the other person laugh.
M ⇴ MEETING
The two of you first met when you were in a dance class together when you were younger, getting along with each other almost straight away. Soonyoung was pretty confident to approach just about everyone in the class, but he definitely found himself drawn to you more as soon as he watched you start dancing.
N ⇴ NONSENSE
The Soonyoung that everyone saw on camera was the same Soonyoung that you saw off the camera. He never changed for anyone, although he’d definitely push the boundaries a little bit more when he was with you.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Soonyoung was obsessed with your laughter, especially when he was the one who had made you laugh. All he wanted was to see you smile, and as long as you were doing that, then everything else would be alright.
P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS
The moments that meant the most to Soonyoung were the moments when he was able to take you home with him. He absolutely loved seeing how well you got along with his family as he was incredibly close with them and seeing how adoring they were of you was all that Soonyoung wanted for his best friend.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
Quite often if he was with you and inspiration hit, Soonyoung would ask you to record him. If a step or a lyric had come to mind, he’d be handing you his phone so that you could catch it for him before he forgot it.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
He absolutely loved to post about you on his social media feeds, Soonyoung was very proud to have you as his best friend and wanted as many of the fans as possible to know how proud he was too. Although he posted a lot, he was careful about how much he shared, not wanting to risk putting you in any harm.
S ⇴ SUPPORT
Having your support meant a great deal to Soonyoung, he loved having you there cheering him on, especially because he knew that it wasn’t just him that you were cheering for, but the whole group. They all loved how well you looked after every single member, although you’d care for Soonyoung a little bit more.
T ⇴ TRIPS
Most of the time when he went home, his family would tell him to bring you along too. They took great care of you and made sure that you left their house well fed and cared for just like they did with Soonyoung.
U ⇴ ULTIMATE
As much as he loved to mess with you, he also wanted you to always know just how appreciative he was to have you as a best friend too.
V ⇴ VISITS
He absolutely loved whenever you visited him at the studio, showing off to you was one of his favourite things to do. The more compliments that he could hear from you the better as far as Soonyoung was concerned.
W ⇴ WISDOM
Giving you advice was one of the rare instances where Soonyoung could be serious, trying his best to advise you as well as possible.
X ⇴ XXXX
Both of you were pretty affectionate with one another, usually as playfully as possible too. You were constantly tickling each other, and quite often you’d be hitting Soonyoung too when he teased you too much.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his biggest prank, there was no one that Soonyoung liked to tease more.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
One of the things that irritated you about Soonyoung was how often he’d invite himself to your place for the night, assuring you that as his best friend it was the right thing for you to do, and that you couldn’t.
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how seventeen realized you were ‘the one’
scoups
when you stayed up all night for him.
seungcheol had texted you and told you to go to sleep hours ago, knowing that he was going to be home late.
but you knew that he had a rough and busy day and you wanted to unwind with him, even if you were on the brink of falling asleep.
he was even later than you both expected, but you were resilient in staying awake. you drank some coffee and moved around the house, making sure you didn’t accidentally fall asleep.
he finally walked into your apartment and was greeted with your sleepy, but still smiling, face.
when you welcomed him home with open arms after he had the worst day ever, he knew that you were it for him.
jeonghan
when you understood his personality.
jeonghan wasn’t a people pleaser by any means. which made him quite blunt.
some people said that his personality was off-putting or that he should have more of a filter.
but you never said that to him.
from the moment you two met you fit like two pieces of a puzzle, he got you and you got him.
when he said something that wasn’t received well he would always look across the room and would see you smiling back at him, at least you got him.
he knew in moments like those that you were absolutely made for him.
joshua
when you met his mother.
when joshua couldn’t make it to the airport to pick his mom up you happily volunteered.
you had never met the woman before but you wanted to get to know the mother of your boyfriend. plus a few brownie points never hurt.
you instantly hit it off with his mother and bonded quickly, spending the whole day with her even when joshua said you didn’t have to.
when he returned home after work he saw the two of you sitting on your living room couch, eating a meal and chatting away like nothing else mattered.
the two most important people in his life were getting along. he knew then and there everything was right in the world and you were positively his soulmate.
jun
when you started crying over a stray cat.
you weren’t an overly sensitive person usually.
but when it came to animals that’s when all your walls broke.
one day you and jun were on a walk when you spotted a small ball of fluff on the side of the road. being the person you were, you had to go and check on it.
when you saw how skinny and scared the little cat was it brought tears to your eyes. you looked up at jun with glassy eyes and begged him to adopt the cat with you.
of course, he couldn’t say no to you.
when he saw how gentle and loving you were it made him fall even deeper in love with you.
soonyoung
when you instantly bonded with his friends.
soonyoung was a big believer that he needed his partner and his friends to all be friends.
so he was rightfully nervous when he introduced you to his closest friends, his 12 bandmates.
he assumed that you would be a little overwhelmed, meeting 12 men at once, some of which that had very loud personalities.
what he didn’t know was that you would mesh instantly with his friends. you all talked, laughed, sang, and got to know each other. all without the help or intervention of soonyoung, he just sat back and watched with a fond smile.
he saw how you fit so perfectly into his life and it made him certain that you were meant to be in it forever.
wonwoo
when you took care of him while he was sick.
wonwoo is used to doing things on his own. he was a caretaker and he was good at it!
but on the rare occasion that he got so sick that he couldn’t do anything he would just lay in bed and wait for it to wash over him.
when you became his partner he didn’t expect you to take care of him, he wasn’t used to it and frankly he thought he didn’t want it.
but one day when he contracted that strong sickness that made him bedridden you ended up by his side all day.
despite his protests about you getting sick you stuck around, feeding him soup and medicine, keeping him company, and getting whatever he wanted.
he wasn’t used to being taken care of but being taken care of by you felt right.
jihoon
when you spent the whole day in his studio.
jihoon had hit a creative block and you volunteered to stay with him in the studio and try to help to the best of your abilities.
he reluctantly let you come. not that he didn’t want you there, he just didn’t want you to see him failing.
but on the contrary you helped him more that he could put into words.
you helped create beats, gave your input whenever he asked, and made sure he took breaks and ate food (something that he often forgot to do).
he knew he was the luckiest man in the world to have someone so kind and caring around him. that day solidified to him that he’d never let you go.
minghao
when you made him feel at home.
minghao loved living in korea, but sometimes he got homesick.
he wasn’t one to complain but whenever he got extra homesick he would drop little hints. he’d talk about how he missed his moms cooking and his childhood.
the first time he did this you immediately thought up a plan to help combat his homesickness.
the next day he came home to a plethora of classic chinese dishes made just like how his mom cooked (you called her for help).
he couldn’t believe that someone would do something so thoughtful just for him. all he could think about while you two ate together was how he couldn’t think of anyone better to spend his life with.
mingyu
when you cooked together.
everyone knows mingyu is a stellar chef.
but what he didn’t know was that you were too.
your relationship heavily involved food and cooking as a love language. you would each cook each other your favorite dishes as signs of affection.
but mingyu’s favorite thing to do was cook with you.
it felt so domestic and so right.
he even liked how you would bicker with him since you each had your own meticulous ways of cooking different meals.
while you’re stirring something on the stove he’ll come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist.
he’ll watch you with the softest eyes, thinking about how lucky he is to have found someone like you.
seokmin
when you didn’t get annoyed with him.
it’s common knowledge that seokmin has quite the loud personality. it was one of the many things that you loved about him.
he knew that it could be annoying to some people, but he couldn’t help it.
but you loved when he would burst out into song for no apparent reason. so much so that you would often join him in song and even try to harmonize.
he loves that you’re never too busy to entertain him, it only makes him fall in love with you more.
now that he’s finally found someone that matches him he won’t even think of letting you go.
seungkwan
when you let him be himself.
seungkwan has always felt pressure to perform. but most times it takes up a lot of his energy.
he’ll come home after a long day of promoting with nearly zero energy yet. and he feels terrible about it.
he was sure that wasn’t what you signed up for when you started dating, so he would apologize and try to use the last of his energy to entertain you.
but you loved seungkwan no matter what. you understood what he was going through and you never pressured him.
you made sure he knew that you didn’t care if he couldn’t crack jokes all the time or be the bubbly personality that he is on camera.
you love him for him. and he loves you, so so much.
vernon
when you listen to the music he likes.
you and vernon had pretty different interests when you first started going out.
so as your relationship progressed you each began to share different parts of your lives with each other. and a big one to vernon was his music.
he didn’t know if you would even like it so he only mentioned it as an offhand comment, not thinking that you’d remember it.
but one day he came home to you dancing around the apartment, his favorite artist blasting on a speaker that you had set up.
you knew all the words to his favorite song.
he couldn’t believe that someone would take the time out of their day just to connect with him like that. in that moment he knew that you were special and he had to keep you forever.
dino
when you let him rant.
being so young and being one of the biggest names in the industry, dino always had a lot on his plate.
he was used to the fast paced life, but that didn’t mean he was always a fan of it.
some nights he would come home late and collapse on the couch, letting you settle in next to him while he went on a tangent about what went wrong that day.
most people would’ve told him to stop complaining or that things weren’t as bad as he thought.
but you didn’t do that. you let him talk and you validated his feelings. you didn’t make him feel inferior or stupid.
the weight on his shoulders always felt lighter after talking to you. when he realized this fact he realized that it was you. everything in his life was fixed with you and you were the only one out there for him.
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Seventeen's reaction to their s/o being in the same variety show as them
Synopsis: When your relationship isn’t public, how would seventeen react when you, their idol s/o, appears in the same variety show as them?
Idol! Svt x idol gn! reader | idol au, fluff | 1.1k words | warnings: unsolicited comments | requested by anon
A/n: honestly the svt members are already chaotic social butterflies so their behaviour wouldn’t really change? But the heart eyes would be real. Also, thank you anon for requesting my first idol au!! I actually really like idol aus and will prob write more at some point!
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Seungcheol, Soonyoung, Dokyeom, Mingyu
☘︎ Why are you going to the same variety show as him? Do you want him to combust on the spot? He knows you can’t control which shows your group goes to for promotions, but this is such bad news for them. Sure he loves watching you in your element, talking about your group, the new songs you’ve released, dancing with that passion that he fell in love with. The thing is he loves watching you a bit too much.
☘︎ During the show, his brain just stops working. Who cares about professionalism? He wants to admire the masterpiece that is you. He’s going to shoot out so many heart eyes at you. He watches with a look that says he is completely enamoured or smitten with you. He is in awe. He definitely would not be able to keep the goofy smile off his face. His mind goes blank. Of course, he would cheer for you as well. Loudly. Very very loudly. He’s just so proud of you. If he was feeling a bit daring, he might even post a selfie that you both took backstage.
☘︎ The hosts might make a comment or two about how he’s falling in love with you. As long as it’s harmless jabs, you’re both usually okay with it though other members might try to steer the conversation away just to be safe. Still, he’s so obvious that his behaviour towards you is hard to ignore. The comments from the viewers would be full of things like “i want someone to look at me the same way he looks at y/n” or “he’s so in love with y/n i cannot” or “what’s going on in his brain?”
☘︎ Surprisingly, I don’t actually think that there would be much speculation about whether you both are dating. These members can somehow brush off their lovestruck behaviour with a smile. It’s just that these 4 members do always stop functioning at some point anyway? Their chaotic, mindless behaviour and cheering really isn’t that out of the ordinary when you think about it. They might become the butt of some jokes for a while but I feel like this whole thing would pass quickly enough. I guess it pays to be some of the most chaotic members?
Is there something going on?
Woozi, Junhui, Wonwoo, Dino
☘︎ Oh these members are in trouble. Unlike those in the previous group, these 4 have rather predictable behaviour when they are on variety shows. Woozi would participate in all the games and discussions but he isn’t the most outgoing. Dino is just Dinoing? Like he’s the baby of the group but he acts very maturely when he’s on variety shows. Junhui and Wonwoo tend to be on the quieter side.
☘︎ So, when you show up on the same variety show, their behaviour is just too different. Woozi, Junhui and Wonwoo would participate and be much more enthusiastic. Even if they aren’t cheering loudly, they would stare at you with pride and adoration in the same way that they would stare at the rest of the svt members. They also would not hesitate to talk to you or interact with you during the discussion portions of the show.
☘︎ With Dino, I do see him turning to become more whiny or acting a little less maturely to some extent? He might even instinctively turn towards you when his members tease him, as if he’s seeking reassurance or refuge. Or even if he tries to act the same, he will frequently sneak not so subtle glances at you like a school boy in love.
☘︎ It’s the freedom and comfort that is seen in your interactions and their behaviour towards you that would definitely make people question if there is something going on? The behaviour would go viral with viewers being split between “he’s just having a weird off day which happens” or “oh they are definitely dating, if not he likes y/n”. Both your weverse lives and social media posts would have so many comments asking about your relationship. The speculation would go around for a while and these members won’t be able to shake the rumours off for a while.
Business as usual
Jeonghan, Joshua, Minghao, Seungkwan, Vernon
☘︎ Of course he’s excited that you will be going on the same variety show as him! He loves watching you but unlike the members in the previous two points, he knows how to hide his reactions better. He’s a professional about it. His opinion is that the best course of action is to act like himself. That way nothing seems out of the ordinary.
☘︎ Jeonghan will be cheeky as always (no one is spared from his cheating and tricks, not even you). Joshua smiles adoringly at everyone and is a gentleman so he gets a free pass either way. Minghao might be a little more quiet than normal but I see people brushing it off because Minghao isn’t the most outgoing member on variety shows. Seungkwan is a professional host anyway so his interactions with you would appear normal (although his tone and gaze might be a bit softer). Vernon… is just Vernon. He stares blankly, interacts with others normally, and takes frequent sips of water. Whether or not his gaze is fixed on you or not, no one can tell.
☘︎ On the inside though, he’s squealing at how good you look, how cool you look, how adorable you are. He makes a mental note to give you extra hugs and affection later because watching you makes him fall in love with you all over again. He loves you so much, but at this point when you both aren’t comfortable publicising your relationship, he will do everything in his power to remain professional. He knows you are doing the same. You both want to keep your relationship out of the public eye and the unsolicited comments that come along with it. So for now, he’s content with showering you in love in private.
☘︎ And just say that he slips up slightly, or if the hosts/ viewers makes any unsolicited comments about the two of you possibly being in a relationship, he will brush them off by saying he’s just being supportive of his fellow idols. He will be very firm about it, and he would make sure that they know not to try and pry into your private lives further.
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seventeen’s reaction to you asking them if they knew how to whistle and kissing them as they do it
pairing: seventeen (ot13) x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 0.7k warning(s): none
requested by @vi-chan07: Idk if you are taking recs or not . But I really want svt's reaction to their S/o doing this to them
SEUNGCHEOL
would be mock offended that you asked him if he knew how to whistle (bc of course he does!)
would pout and furrow his brows at you before finally whistling
is so confused at first when you kiss his protruding lips, but breaks into the dopiest smile right after
would make kissy faces at you, demanding for you to do it again, whining and sulking if you refuse to
JEONGHAN
he’d probably see it coming ngl
the gears are turning in his head as soon as you pop the question
and like the absolute tease he is, he won’t whistle until you explicitly tell him that you were trying to kiss him
eventually does it just to see you smile (and also bc he would never say no to your kisses but you don’t need to know that!)
JOSHUA
whistles without thinking too much of it
is so endeared when you kiss him
complains when you pull away and rushes to kiss you back
would definitely start doing it back to you often even though you already know what’s coming (but you still play along anyway, his reaction after he kisses your pouting lips is too cute to pass on)
JUNHUI
is suspicious, but whistles anyway
becomes so giddy when you kiss him
acts all like “i already knew what you were trying to do!” even though he really didn’t
is badgering you for more kisses after bc one is not enough
SOONYOUNG
would whistle without a question bc you asked him to
eyes go wide when you press a kiss to his pouting lips before turning into the giddiest mess ever
is such a giggling mess after and would drape himself over you and not let go
plants wet kisses all over your face in return
WONWOO
finds it amusing
knows you probably have a trick up your sleeve but how could he ever refuse you?
so he whistles, and is taken aback when you press your lips hard against his
would chase after your lips as you pull away and it becomes a makeout session after that
JIHOON
you’d probably have to explicitly tell him to whistle bc he’ll literally just answer your question and call it a day
face turns so red when you kiss him it takes everything in you not to take a picture and show it to the boys some time
gets so so shy after, he doesn’t say a single word (his mind is reeling and unable to produce a single coherent thought)
tells you “that was slick” but he actually means “do it again please”
MINGHAO
is definitely giving you that judgemental stare (but he does it anyway)
is pleasantly surprised when you plant your lips on his pouting ones
would tell you that you’ve been hanging out with jeonghan too much lately but he’d be unable to hide the wide grin spreading across his face
looks at you with those lovesick eyes and says “if you wanted a kiss, just say so”
MINGYU
thinks you’re teasing him
goes all “of course i know how to whistle!” with a pout on his face
gets all giddy when you kiss him before he actually whistles
is all like “i knew you were gonna do this” after you pull away, so you kiss him again to shut him up (just like mingyu wanted 🤭)
SEOKMIN
giggles at your out of pocket question at first, but does it without asking much
literally squeaks when you press your lips against his in surprise
would wrap his arms around you and whine about how you caught him off guard after
proceeds to pepper kisses all over your face and would be insistent on doing it back to you to “return the love”
SEUNGKWAN
is skeptical at first bc he thinks you’re challenging him
scoffs and does it
is so so flustered once you kiss him he’s stunned into silence
would whine about how it’s unfair with the dopiest smile on his face (and then he’d ask you to do it again shamelessly)
VERNON
he’d literally just go “yeah, i do.” and then move on with his day
you’d have to ask him to whistle for him to actually do it bro is dense as hell
gets so confused when you kiss him it takes him a while to get what you were trying to do
the biggest, most lovesick smile forms on his face after he understands the situation, and the tips of his ears turn the brightest shade of red
CHAN
does it without a hint of doubt
gets so flustered once you kiss him, face turning so red
he’d probably malfunction for a while (he’s so shy its so cute TT)
would probably ask you to do it again (and again and again)
a/n: hehe i had a lot of fun writing this i hope it was a fun read too
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Aphrodisiac Liquor
Synopsis: Where you're out for a night with your friends, and you decide to try an aphrodisiac liquor, feeling the warmth gradually spreading through your body, your best friend Mingyu starts to appear a little too sexy.
Word Count: 5.1k
Warnings: smut, oral (f. and m. receiving), penetrative sex, fingering, chocking, overstimulation, alcohol consumption, horny asf reader, fucked out Mingyu, objetification (Mingyu mentions himself as reader's fuck toy), and dick riding.
The pulsating beat of the music reverberated through the dimly lit club, enveloping the dance floor in a rhythmic energy that matched the collective excitement of the reunited friends. You stood in the center of the vibrant chaos, surrounded by familiar faces and the lively atmosphere of the night.
Mingyu, your best friend, flashed a wide grin as he clinked his drink against yours. "Cheers to finally getting the gang back together!" he shouted over the music, laughter twinkling in his eyes. The last few gatherings had always felt incomplete, someone missing here or there, but tonight was different. Everyone was present, and the joy was palpable.
Woozi, the voice of reason in your group, raised an eyebrow as he observed the already empty bottles scattered across the table. "I hope you two are keeping your promise about not drinking too much," he teased, sipping his own drink with a smirk.
You and Mingyu exchanged guilty glances, aware that your resolve was already wavering. However, compared to the chaos that was unfolding around you, with Dokyeom dancing his way through the crowd like a human pinball, Seungkwan engaging in animated conversations that almost turned into arguments, and Soonyoung returning from the bar with two more bottles of liquor in hand, you and Mingyu felt relatively composed.
"Alright, I admit, maybe we'll take it easy," you chuckled, watching as Dokyeom narrowly avoided another collision on the dance floor.
Mingyu nodded in agreement, but his eyes gleamed mischievously. "Just a little more won't hurt, right?" he said, pouring a modest amount into his glass.
As the night progressed, the club transformed into a haven of laughter, dancing, and unrestrained merriment. The DJ played a mix of old favorites and current hits, prompting everyone to let loose on the dance floor. Woozi found himself reluctantly pulled into a lively dance circle, while Dokyeom continued his mission to navigate the crowd with unpredictable dance moves.
As Soonyoung proudly presented the array of liquor bottles on the table, your eyes were drawn to one particular bottle covered in an intriguing green and purple cloth. Curiosity piqued, you reached for a shot cup and poured yourself a small measure of the mysterious concoction. The liquid gleamed in the dim light of the club, promising an adventure for your taste buds.
Bringing the cup to your lips, you took a shot, savoring the sweet burn that spread across your tongue. The flavor was unique, a blend of sweetness and warmth that left a tingling sensation in its wake. Intrigued, you picked up the bottle to read more about the drink. Just under the bold name "Har" was a smaller inscription that caught your attention – "aphrodisiac drink."
You chuckled, dismissing it as a mere marketing gimmick. Placing the bottle back on the table, you rejoined the conversation with Chan, discussing music, life, and everything in between. However, as the minutes passed, you couldn't shake the subtle change in the atmosphere around you.
As Chan's voice faded into the background, your focus shifted to an inexplicable sensation coursing through your veins. A warmth, almost like a surge of electricity, tingled beneath your skin, spreading from the center of your being. Mingyu's concerned gaze met yours as you struggled to steady yourself.
"I-I'm okay," you managed to stammer out, trying to mask the sudden rush of sensations that seemed to intensify with every passing second.
But as Mingyu reached out a hand, concerned etched on his face, the effects of the mysterious drink became undeniable. Your heart raced, a flush painting your cheeks as your breaths quickened. The realization hit you like a lightning bolt – that bottle, hidden under the cloth, wasn't just any liquor. It was something more potent, something that had triggered a profound reaction within you.
"Maybe it wasn't just a slogan," you muttered, feeling both flustered and perplexed by the unexpected turn of events.
Mingyu's eyes widened in understanding as he glimpsed the bottle's label. His eyebrows shot up, mirroring your own astonishment. "An aphrodisiac drink? Seriously?" He sulks at you.
The room seemed to spin slightly as your senses heightened, and you struggled to regain composure. Mingyu steadied you, concerned. "We need to get you some fresh air," he suggested, guiding you away from the table and the increasingly curious gazes of your friends.
The air outside the club was cool against your heated skin, a welcome relief from the whirlwind of sensations that had taken hold. Mingyu hovered nearby, offering a steadying presence as you tried to regain your equilibrium.
"Is it getting any better?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.
You nodded, feeling the effects slowly subside. "Yeah, I think so..."
The two of you shared a glance, a mixture of amusement and disbelief coloring the moment. Mingyu chuckled softly, shaking his head in disbelief. "Note to self: avoid mysterious cloth-covered bottles from now on."
Mingyu's suggestion to head home triggered a mix of frustration and amusement within you. "I'm fine, really," you protested, your voice carrying a hint of irritation. The effects of the drink had subsided, leaving you feeling more embarrassed than anything else, but Mingyu's protectiveness had a way of both comforting and irking you at the same time.
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, come on. You were practically ready to start a revolution back there," he teased, nudging you gently. "Let's not have you causing chaos in the club."
With a begrudging nod, you relented, acknowledging the logic in his words despite your reluctance. The taxi ride was a blur of streetlights and passing cars, the cool glass of the window offering a soothing sensation against your forehead as you leaned against it.
Mingyu sat beside you, occasionally stealing glances to ensure you were alright. "I know it's a bit annoying, but I'd rather get you home safe," he said, his tone softened by genuine concern.
A sigh escaped your lips, a mix of embarrassment and gratitude mingling within you. "I appreciate it, even if I'm not a fan of being babied," you admitted, offering a small smile in acknowledgment of his efforts.
The rest of the ride was spent in comfortable silence, the cityscape passing by as the taxi made its way toward your destination. Despite the unusual turn of events and Mingyu's overprotective nature, there was a sense of reassurance in having a friend who cared so deeply.
As the taxi rolled along the city streets, the heat returned, and your discomfort grew. The air conditioning in the taxi seemed to be struggling against the warmth, leaving you feeling a bit flustered. Mingyu, ever resourceful, rummaged through the pocket behind the driver's seat and emerged triumphantly with a flyer.
He grinned mischievously, turning the flyer into an impromptu fan. With a flourish, he began fanning you, creating a makeshift breeze that elicited a burst of laughter from both of you. The absurdity of the situation and Mingyu's quick thinking turned the taxi into a scene of amusement rather than discomfort.
Arriving home, the cool air of your apartment was a welcome relief from the residual warmth of the night. Mingyu, seemingly accustomed to the layout of your place, strolled in as if it were his own. The comfort of having him around, especially on a random Tuesday or after an eventful night, was a testament to the strength of your friendship.
As you disappeared into the bathroom for a much-needed cold bath, the sound of the TV coming to life echoed through the apartment. Mingyu had settled onto the couch, making himself at home with ease. The flickering light from the TV cast a soft glow on the living room, creating a cozy ambiance.
The cold water worked wonders against the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac drink, leaving you feeling refreshed – but not feeling like yourself, since the discomfort between your legs was still noticeable.
As you settled onto the couch beside Mingyu, he handed you a cold bottle of water, his concern for your well-being evident. The movie played on the screen, and you tried to focus on the plot, letting the scenes unfold before you. However, your attention kept drifting to the person seated next to you.
Mingyu's features seemed to catch the light in just the right way – the well-combed black hair, the slightly open buttons of his shirt, and the casual roll of his sleeves revealing the tan skin of his forearms. Your gaze couldn't help but linger on the details that seemed to intensify in the dim glow of the TV. His thick thighs encased in denim drew your eyes, and the flickering light played on his lips, making them seem unusually inviting.
Caught in the moment, your eyes met his, and a sudden awareness passed between you. Heat rose to your cheeks, and you quickly averted your gaze, attempting to redirect your thoughts back to the movie. You scolded yourself for entertaining such thoughts, trying to dismiss the images that lingered in your mind.
Mingyu, however, noticed the shift in your demeanor. He shot you a curious look. "Everything okay?" he asked, his eyes lingering on yours.
You nodded quickly, taking a sip of the cold water to distract yourself. "Yeah, just got lost in thought for a moment."
You fought to maintain your focus on the movie, but an undeniable sweetness lingered on your palate, a reminder of the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac drink. The cold bath, despite its earlier refreshing touch, seemed futile in quelling the simmering heat beneath your skin. – To be honest, now the bath didn't work shit – It pulsed through you, intensifying with each passing moment.
Your breath, once steady, now betrayed your internal turmoil. It hitched as your cheeks burned, a telltale sign of the heightened sensations coursing through your body. The discomfort between your legs became an increasingly insistent presence, pussy throbbing demanding attention.
Mingyu, sitting casually beside you, seemed to emit an allure that was impossible to ignore. His features, accentuated by the soft glow of the TV, drew your attention like a moth to a flame.
Your body seemed to betray your attempts to remain composed. Mingyu, your trusted friend, had always been someone you found attractive, but in this moment, every detail about him seemed to amplify that allure.
The internal struggle reached its peak, and you couldn't ignore the discomfort any longer. Closing your legs tightly, you attempted to find some relief, the unbidden desire making focus impossible. In a moment of desperation, you closed your eyes, hoping to regain some semblance of control.
Mingyu, sensing something amiss, took a deep breath and voiced his concern. "Are you really okay?" he asked, genuine worry etched on his face.
Opening your eyes, you knew that you looked far from composed, also known as, absolutely fucked. The internal chaos was surely mirrored in your expression. Mingyu, in his caring nature, reached a hand towards your forehead, then gently slid it down to your neck, checking for signs of fever or any indication of what might be troubling you.
As his hand moved across your skin, he could feel the heat emanating from your body, but the cause remained uncertain. The brief journey from your forehead to your neck sent shivers down your spine, and he noticed your body's involuntary response.
Meeting your gaze with a look of defeat, Mingyu asked, "What am I going to do with you?" The vulnerability of the moment was palpable, a silent acknowledgment of the unexpected turn the night had taken. Mingyu, torn between concern for your well-being and the confusing dynamics of the situation, faced a dilemma that neither of you had anticipated. The unspoken tension lingered, leaving both of you suspended in a moment that seemed to redefine the boundaries of your friendship.
You found a temporary reprieve by supporting your elbow on your knees, your face cradled in your hands, desperately trying to manage the sensations coursing through your body. Mingyu, sensing your distress, gently asked, "Do you need any help?" His hand rested on your knee, the touch seemingly innocent, lacking any intentional undertones.
Lifting your torso, you looked at him with an expression that conveyed both suffering and confusion. "How?" you managed to utter, the desperation evident in your voice.
He pondered for a moment, sincerity coloring his words. "I honestly don't know," Mingyu admitted, his eyes searching for a solution to the unforeseen dilemma.
Closing your eyes tightly, you breathed loudly, attempting to steady yourself. In a moment of impulsivity, you grabbed his wrist, your eyes still shut, and began guiding his hand higher and higher.
Mingyu's eyes widened, his attempts to maintain composure faltering. "You're not in the right mind right now," he warned, trying to inject a note of reason into the situation.
You, however, remained persistent, continuing to guide his hand higher with a suffered expression. Mingyu felt a mixture of confusion and a growing awareness that the dynamics of the moment were shifting. He struggled to compose himself, realizing that the unexpected turn of events was challenging not only for you but for him as well.
The charged atmosphere enveloped both of you as you laid your head on Mingyu's shoulder, intertwining your hands together. His touch on your thigh was hesitant, his caress slow and deliberate. Your breath, warm against his neck, sent shivers down his spine.
Mingyu bit his lip, deep in thought as he analyzed the situation. He could feel the tension in the air, the unspoken desires that hung between you two. The grip on your thigh tightened involuntarily as he contemplated the ways to help you, the weight of his own internal struggle evident in the furrow of his brow.
A soft moan escaped your lips, a sound that resonated through both of you. Mingyu, caught off guard by the effect his touch had on you, felt his body respond involuntarily. His grip tightened on your thigh, and a subtle warmth spread through him.
In the midst of the charged atmosphere, you sulked sultrily, your voice a low murmur that made Mingyu's body react. "What are you waiting for?" you whispered, your sultry tone sending a wave of heat through him.
Caught between the tension of the moment and the realization that there was only one effective way to help you, – fuck you until you're fully satisfied – Mingyu hesitated.
"Fuck, Y/N, I don't know," Mingyu uttered, his frustration and arousal intermingling in his voice. The charged tension in the air seemed to escalate as you lifted your face, bringing it dangerously close to his lips. Your noses brushed together, a subtle and tantalizing gesture that sent a shiver down his spine.
"Please Mingyu, please…" Your sultry tone continued to play with his senses, teasing and arousing. Mingyu, caught in the moment, found himself unable to resist the magnetic pull between you two. He managed to steal a glance at your tank top, the falling straps exposing your shoulder and the hardened nipple teasingly visible through the fabric.
In an unexpected twist, the charged atmosphere culminated in a daring move. Mingyu suddenly felt the touch of your lips on his, and his initial surprise transformed into a profound connection. Before fully giving in to the kiss, he took a momentary glance at you, a silent agreement passing between your locked eyes.
As your lips melded together, Mingyu's hand instinctively found its way to your hair, holding it gently. The kiss deepened, his mouth opening to caress your tongue with his in a dance of shared desire. The world around you seemed to fade away as you both melted into each other's arms, the unspoken tension finding its release in the passionate connection that had unexpectedly blossomed between you.
The intensity of the moment heightened as Mingyu's hand ventured inside your tank top, exploring the warmth of your skin, almost burning the skin of his hand. His fingers danced across your belly, tracing the contours of your waist, before finding their way to cup your breast. The touch sent shivers down your spine, and the heat radiating from your skin seemed to intensify under his caress.
Mingyu, his voice a low whisper, remarked on the undeniable heat emanating from your body. "Fuck baby, you're so hot…"
A soft, involuntary moan escaped your lips as Mingyu's touch on your breast elicited a visceral response. You acknowledged his observation with a sultry tone, admitting, "I know," the words laden with desire. The unspoken tension between you two reached a boiling point as you confessed, "I need you so bad Gyu!"
Mingyu, propelled by a sense of urgency, swiftly guided you to the large couch. Without hesitation, he laid you down, his lips finding the sensitive skin of your neck. The fervor of the moment heightened as his hands moved with purpose, skillfully pulling down the elastic of your shorts and panties, freeing your lower half in one fluid motion.
Mingyu wasted no time, his fingers skillfully exploring inside your wet sensitive folds, making squelching sounds reaching your ears, while his thumb worked circles on your clit, making your eyes close – finally a relief for your body – and Mingyu notices that too, making him smile at the way your body was slowly stopping from being tense.
"Is it helping?" he asked, seeking confirmation.
You nodded, acknowledging the relief his actions had brought, but the sensations left you craving more. "It's good, but I need more," you admitted, the desire for something deeper and more intense evident in your voice.
He teased, recalling your earlier affirmation that it was enough. "Well, you said it was enough," Mingyu remarked, playfully challenging your request for more.
Your plea for increased intensity grew more urgent, and he paused, halting his movements abruptly. The sudden stop made you cry out, the rush of sensations abruptly cut off. "I need more Mingyu-ah!" you begged, your voice filled with longing and a desperate plea for the heightened pleasure you desired.
The atmosphere crackled with a palpable intensity as Mingyu, driven by the escalating desire, hastily removed his shirt, buttons scattering in the living room like a visual manifestation of the urgency in the air. His pants followed suit, tugged down with an eagerness that echoed the building tension between you two.
Just when you anticipated he would hover over you, Mingyu surprised you by getting down instead. From this new vantage point, he looked up at you, your legs spread, his gaze locked onto your aroused form, red cheeks, your pussy glistening, hair gluing on your skin and parted lips.
Mingyu's words, spoken in a low, husky tone, carried a mix of surprise and desire. "I should've seen this coming, but... You look so wet," he remarked, his gaze shifting from your face to your core.
Mingyu, his eyes still locked on the intimate revelation before him, couldn't help but voice the question lingering in his mind. "Is it because of the drink?" he asked, a hint of concern and curiosity in his voice.
You met his gaze, a mix of honesty and desire reflected in your eyes. "Yes," you replied, acknowledging the role the mysterious drink had played in heightening the sensations coursing through your body. But then, with a subtle but deliberate emphasis, you added, "But also because of you."
The weight of your admission hung in the air, and Mingyu, his eyebrows furrowing in a mix of disbelief and arousal, sought confirmation. "For real?" he asked, seeking assurance.
In response, you simply nodded. Mingyu, fueled by the shared desire and the realness of the moment, wasted no time. His mouth found your core, and the sudden sensation made you jolt, "Ah! Mingyu s-shit!" a gasp escaping your lips as you called out his name.
He rolls his tongue around your throbbing and puffy clit, before sucking it between his red swollen lips. Mingyu's hands took hold of your thighs, pulling you closer and causing you to slide along the couch. The sudden movement left you in a state of disbelief, and your hands instinctively flew to cover your face. The realization that your best friend was now intimately between your legs, eating you out, overwhelmed you, and a mixture of shock and pleasure lingered in the air. "Fuck- gonna cum…" Your voice cracked.
The rush of sensations made your thighs involuntarily squeeze around Mingyu's head, a surge of pleasure intermingled with the overwhelming intensity of the moment. He shot you a glance, a mix of amusement and appreciation for the sudden pressure, as he continued to lavish attention on your most sensitive places. Your feet brushed against the skin of his back, the physical contact adding another layer of intimacy.
The warmth of your release against his mouth sent a shiver through Mingyu, the sensation exhilarating. The way you arched your back, screaming, calling out his name, in a tone he'd never heard you call before, made his cock twitch inside of his boxers. Mingyu found himself reveling in the sensation, realizing that this uncharted territory had opened up a new, unexplored dimension in your friendship.
Mingyu, still basking in the aftermath of the shared moment, took a moment to peel off his boxers. His arousal was evident, and the sight of his cock slapping against his abdomen left you watching in awe.
Feeling a surge of desire, you looked at him with a newfound boldness and asked, "Can I ride you?"
Mingyu's eyes widened in surprise, a smile spreading across his face. He laughed, the sound filled with a mix of amusement and desire, before responding, "Sure, baby."
The air was thick with anticipation as you straddled Mingyu's thighs, his desire evident in the teasing glare he directed at you. Taking control, you began to pump his dick with deliberate movements, a sly smile playing on your lips.
Guiding him to your entrance, you felt the stretch as he entered you, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. The ease with which he slid into you only intensified the raw pleasure of the moment. Mingyu's moan of approval, a low and satisfied "Hmmm" echoed through the room.
With your hips rolling in a rhythmic dance, you couldn't resist the urge to pull your top up, exposing more of your tits. However, Mingyu, seemingly wanting control, pushed your hands away. His fingers began to flicker over your exposed nipples, a teasing and tantalizing touch that made you mewl in response.
Mingyu's words, a command laden with desire, hung in the air. "Use me as your little toy," he urged.
The suggestion lingered, and you, caught in the intensity of the moment, questioned if he was truly willing. "Will you let me?" you asked, smiling mischievous while your hips worked harder.
His response came in a low, throaty moan, filled with both need and consent. "Yes, I'm yours. Use me as much as you want," Mingyu declared.
"Bet."
As you lowered your body, sinking your hips harder with each motion, Mingyu's grip on your waist tightened. His fingers dug into your skin, leaving the promise of bruises. Mingyu, fueled by the idea of being your little fuck toy, couldn't contain the rush of sensations overwhelming his mind.
The rhythm of your hips took on a frantic, fast pace, causing Mingyu to question whether his legs could even leave the couch. The intensity of the experience pushed him to the brink, as his cries grew louder, bordering on uncontrollable, he begged you to slow down, fearing he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. "Shit b-babe slow down!" His plea held a desperate undertone, a warning of what was to come if the pace continued.
In response, you choked him gently with one hand, a firm yet commanding gesture. "Be quiet," you whispered, a note of authority in your tone. The threat of a noise complaint lingered in the air.
The sensation of your hand wrapped around Mingyu's throat, barely cutting off his air, made him gasp for breath. The delicate balance between pleasure and restriction sent waves of a delicious intensity through him. As you rolled your eyes, feeling your orgasm approaching, the grip on him tightened, and he arched his back, attempting to hold onto his own release.
The climax approached with an overwhelming force as your pussy crushed Mingyu's cock, inducing spasms of pleasure that rippled through his body. Your moans intertwined with the thick tears rolling down your cheeks, a culmination of the release from the tension that had built up throughout the night. The intensity hit like a tidal wave, leaving you feeling momentarily unstable.
Sensing your need for support, Mingyu struggled in pleasure to get up. He reached out to you, holding you close as you rode out the waves of your orgasm, crying out his name.
"Yeah, baby, I know it feels too good, right? I got you," Mingyu murmured, his words a reassuring melody in the aftermath of the intense orgasm.
Driven by a lingering desire that had occupied your mind since the beginning of the night, – suck Mingyu's cock until you're unconscious – you decided to act on your newfound craving. Eagerly, you untangled yourself from Mingyu's embrace, his stability still offering support as you made your way towards your intended destination.
Your eagerness didn't leave room for hesitation. With a toss of your hair to the side, you seized the opportunity, pushing Mingyu's cock deep into your throat. The sudden, intense action caught him off guard, and his mouth opened wide in surprise, not expecting the eager and daring move you had just made.
The room was filled with a mix of sounds—the wet, rhythmic movements, his gasps of pleasure, and the unspoken understanding that the night had taken yet another unexpected turn.
A prolonged "Fuuuuck" escaped from Mingyu's lips as you continued to bob your head incessantly, the wet, rhythmic sounds of your slurping echoing through the room. The intensity of your actions caused his cheeks to flush, and the pleasure you were delivering was almost overwhelming. Mingyu, lost in the sensations you were creating, felt himself melting into the couch, completely absorbed in the pleasure of the moment.
Mingyu's tip pushed against the back of your throat, your lips grazing his pelvis. He held onto the material of the couch, feeling the tension radiate through his entire body. The moment climaxed with the forceful release of his cum, the spurts going down your throat.
"Oh my god Y/N!" As you continued to suck, Mingyu's body flinched in the aftermath of his release. His voice, now thin and breathless, pleaded with you to stop.
"Please, stop," he managed to utter, the intensity of the sensations still coursing through him.
You allowed Mingyu's soft cock to fall gently onto his stomach with a faint pop of your lips. Surveying his body, now laid defeated on the couch, you asked, "You okay?"
He nodded, his hands finally releasing their tight grip on the couch fabric. "Yeah," he affirmed, his breaths still slightly uneven.
Mingyu, his voice tinted with a mix of surprise and realization, whimpered, "You were horny as fuck, weren't you?"
A smile played on your lips as you replied, "Sorry if it was too much."
Exhausted, Mingyu closed his eyes and confessed, grinning "I loved it."
Mingyu, with a tired but content sigh, raised his arm, reaching out to pull you into a comfortable embrace. You settled against his chest, the warmth of his skin radiating through you. The living room was scattered with discarded clothes, a testament to the intensity of the night that had unfolded.
As sleep began to claim both of you, Mingyu's rhythmic breathing served as a calming lullaby. His fingers gently traced patterns through your hair as you drifted into a peaceful slumber on his chest.
The morning light filtering through the curtains woke you from your slumber, accompanied by the gentle sensation of Mingyu's fingers tracing patterns on your back. As you lifted your head and rubbed your eyes, you realized you probably didn't look your best. Thankful that Mingyu had seen you wake up before, you hid your face in the crook of his neck, seeking a moment's refuge.
With a husky voice, Mingyu spoke up, breaking the quiet morning atmosphere. "I'm definitely buying another bottle of that liquor for us," he declared, the memory of the eventful night prompting a teasing smile.
The shared sentiment about the unforgettable night echoed in his words, encapsulating the adventurous journey you and Mingyu had embarked on. The unspoken understanding and the newfound closeness between you two lingered in the air, marking the beginning of a bond that had evolved beyond the boundaries of mere friendship.
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LOVE GUIDE (SAY YES) chap9
chap8 // chap10 ; m.list
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summary: It is clear to everyone that Kwon Soon-young has a huge crush on the model student Yn. But can Hoshi, a passionate and funny stylist make her fall in love in just a month? What if he followed a weird LOVE GUIDE, that he found in the school bathroom?
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[11:53pm]
The night was going great. The music was loud, the drinks were flowing, and the bathrooms were still intact. Sigma Tau had successfully finished their most recent rush round - Soonyoung’s last as social chair - and it all ended with basically half of the university at their house for their famous ‘Cheers’ party.
As a senior, Soonyoung felt accomplished. The frat had gotten many new members, which was a reflection of how hard he worked during rush, and how well he managed to get the frat’s name out there. As this was his last Cheers, he wanted to ensure he’d enjoy every damn second of this celebration. Right now, that meant making out with you until you begged for more.
“You look so fucking hot tonight,” you moaned against Soonyoung’s lips. He was wearing a denim jacket and matching jeans. The jacket was barely long enough to keep his Calvin Klein underwear out of sight, which only added fuel to the fire.
He had you against his bedroom door for god knows how long, hands by the sides of your head, while his leg was between yours. If you scooted down just enough, you’d practically ride his thigh.
That didn’t sound half bad.
He laughed at your words, chest swelling at the compliment. “Always happy to provide a good view for you, babe.”
Not even a second after, he leaned in, kissing you even harder. Everything felt needy. Hot. Heavy. You’d never complain.
You and Soonyoung spent most of your college years hooking up. You first met him on orientation day, and things escalated from there. Your encounters culminated in a comfortable, carefree, and exciting arrangement. No official titles had ever been given, but he was well aware of the fact that you were his. Even if you acted as if you weren’t.
There was something about him lately, though, that made you feel like you were going crazy. Like he was the only thing on your mind all day and all night. And now, behind closed doors, all you wanted to do was surrender to that. To him.
Your hands traveled to the low of his back, fingers tracing crescents into the skin while you kept him close. He groaned in response, “You’re gonna leave marks.” His tone was laced with teasing. It was like he didn’t really mind the scratches. Not if they attested who he belonged to, anyway.
You pulled back, lips then landing on his neck. “How’s that an issue?” You bit down by his jugular, earning yourself a moan.
“Who said it is?” Soonyoung’s eyes were closed, and he felt goosebumps forming on his arms, despite the heavy fabric around them. “Everyone already knows I’m yours.”
You stopped your ministrations just to look at him. You saw a glimpse of something hidden under his beautiful brown eyes, and you could’ve sworn it was love. “Good.”
And when he smiled your smile, the one he saved for you and only you, you knew it was. That didn’t matter, though. At least not yet, not right now. So all you did was kiss him again. Needier. Hotter. Heavier.
He tasted like beer and lust and, even if you weren’t a fan of beer, you’d still taste him forever and a day.
Soonyoung started moving his hips against yours, and you could feel him getting harder by the minute. This felt like heaven. He felt like heaven.
His hands left the wooden surface so his fingers could tangle themselves in your hair. When he tugged on it slightly, you mewed his name. The chuckle Soonyoung let out went straight to your core. “God, I love the way you sound.”
You pulled the waistband of his very expensive underwear, and the elastic made a noise as it hit his skin. “I’d be making much more noise if you’d just do something to me already.”
Another thug, a stronger one this time. Painful enough to make you wetter, but not to actually hurt. You bit your lip instinctively. “What do you want me to do to you?” His voice was barely a whisper. If he wasn’t this close, you’d never hear him. Not through the music.
Your response rolled out of your tongue in a heartbeat.
Anything.
“Everything.”
a/n: this is completely unedited. it’s almost 1:30am and i wrote it in a frenzy because this soonyoung has been living in my head rent-free for a day now. god he’s so fucking sexy i honestly don’t know what to do with myself. let’s see how i’ll feel about this in the morning, maybe i’ll edit then. ANYWAY!!! kwon soonyoung you’re really hot pls let’s make out. and as usual, askbox is always open mwah!
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how seventeen react to their s/o backhugging them
requested ^_^ also junhui is in 2 diff bullet points bc i firmly believe he belongs in both categories teehee
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seungcheol, wonwoo, mingyu, dokyeom
see, here's the thing. he has a pretty broad and warm and sturdy back, and he's just so comfortable and always right there so of course you're gonna bury your face between his shoulder blades and never pay attention to the rest of the world ever again. you always collapse into his back after a particularly tiring day, while he's making dinner for the both of you and you want nothing more than to just bury yourself into his warmth and never leave. he's used to having you clinging to his back like a particularly stubborn limpet, and while he makes a small exclamation of surprise when you come out of nowhere to hug him, eventually he just smiles and lets you cling to him for however long u need
jeonghan, woozi, vernon, (junhui)
when you suddenly come up behind him and clamp an iron grip around his middle, he just pulls your arms more firmly around him, pats your hands and carries on with his day. you're holding him so tightly it's like you're afraid he's gonna disappear, and it's hard to move around bc you're plastered to his back and squeezing him kinda tight, but he does his best. that is, until he almost trips over your feet bc you're standing so close to him. he kinda feels like he's caught up in a trap, and tells you as such, every single time. “you're holding me hostage now, huh?” “i'm not holding you hostage.” “then are you gonna let me go?” “no.” but you're cute, so whatever. he'll happily be held hostage by you for however long it takes for you to decide he can finally be released.
joshua, minghao, chan
the moment he feels you burying your face into his back, hands around his middle, he's smiling and tilting his head back in response to your presence, murmuring a soft “hello, you” as you mumble unintelligible words into his shirt. he's so fond, practically melting in your hold, and he lets you stay plastered to his back for however long it takes you to wake up from your latest drowsy state that had you craving back hugs from him. because you backhugging him is saved for sleepy moments, for times when you're not quite awake and cling to him like a koala until you've fully woken up. it's adorable—you're adorable—so after a few minutes he's turning around and wrapping his arms around your shoulders and kissing ur cheek sweetly and asking if his lovely, lovely darling had a good sleep? <3
hoshi, seungkwan, (junhui)
yelps in surprise every time when you come up behind him and wrap around his back, before he realises that it's you and immediately relaxes. it's kinda comforting, feeling you and your warmth against him, but he gets kinda wriggly after a few minutes, wanting to see your face, so back hugs always end up turning into proper bear hugs where he wraps his arms around you and can look you in the eye properly before covering your entire face in kisses. he likes eye contact, likes seeing the love of his life right before him, and while backhugging is cute as hell do you know what’s even cuter? the little nose scrunch thingy he does when he gives you fluttery soft butterfly kisses over your eyelids.
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partner privilege ♡
a/n. ohmigosh it took so long to write you don’t even know <\\3 but phew okay, let’s go! first svt ot13 thingy!!!
┆彡 SEUNGCHEOL [ 승철 ]
being a leader of 12 manchildren isn’t that hard itself; it’s the fact that he also has to deal with managers. with fml being released, soon they have to start working on their next comeback. and they always make decisions in a group, it’s was his personal choice to talk it all through with their manager. cheol struggled in their early days, often afraid that they will see him as a bad leader. after many years and ups and downs together he knew he can count on them but he never shared his worries. but once he’s home, he’ll plop down next to you; head on your lap. it’s quiet at first, the questions in his head trying to make sense. suddenly, words are flooding out of his mouth as you listen carefully. seungcheol opens up, sharing his worries with you. will carats like the next comeback? isn’t the choreography too hard? will he fit the concept? is the budget enough? you soothingly caress his hair and after he’s finished, seungcheol listens to your voice as you word out your point of view.
┆彡 JEONGHAN [ 정한 ]
you don’t notice it at first because well, there’s nothing to notice. you’re having a wonderful time playing with him and his friends, some kind of a tradition whenever they came over. it’s always fun, laughs echoing in the room when minghao loses his sanity (“those are the side effects of not meditating–!”) over vernon who, somehow, gets richer and richer in monopoly. “be right back, i have to pee!” you announced and skipped to the bathroom, your sudden statement catching them off guard. jeonghan looked around and quickly moved his part of money onto your pile. “yah! what’s that?!” hoshi stood up, pointing at him “you’re cheating!”. and that blows up a whole heated debate how come he doesn’t cheat when you’re playing with them… or rather, he’s helping you win the game. only you. and you’re not even aware, most of the time. jeonghan just smiled softly at you when you came back, failing to notice that strangely there’s an additional house on your possession and hoshi is deeply offended.
┆彡 JOSHUA [ 조슈아 ]
no one knows when this habit of his started, really. as a couple, it was normal between you two to share your food. joshua would feed you a bit of his meal during dates or such. but when it came to dining out with his friends, they noticed how he doesn’t even touch his food. the first bite is always saved for you. “y/nnie, try mine!” he hums on delight, moving his plate closer to you. and as you chew on the delicious meal, nodding in approval, joshua’s face lights up with pure joy and admiration. he’s willing to switch meals if you want to, without hesitation. if you don’t like the food however, he’s giggling and apologising as you dramatically fake a gag. it would take all of his friends’ willpower to prevent from fake gagging as well but in the end, it’s heartwarming to look at you two.
┆彡 JUNHUI [ 文俊辉 ]
it’s normal for both of you to ask for something. you usually hand him his clothes when he forgets to take then to the bathroom or he’ll grab your book and bring it to you. however when you’re with his members you can’t help but notice how jealous they get over it. “junnie, can you hand me a glass of water?” you ask suddenly. they all look at him suspiciously, expecting a snarky comment or plain ignorance. but jun stands up slowly and while walking next to you he boops your nose. “of course, baby” he hums and off he goes to the kitchen to bring it to you. coming back to reading your book, a smile lingers on your lips when their complaints reach your ears (“he didn’t even bring me a single drop of water when i begged him after our comeback practice?!”). he comes back, holding a glass of water and hands it over to you with the most caring expression on his face.
┆彡 SOONYOUNG [ 순영 ]
everyone was ignoring you, just being lovey-dovey in a corner. as soonyoung was loving all the attention, you squished his cheeks with a grin. “you’re so cute…” a hum left your mouth, followed by a giggle. he pulled you even closer, tilting his head “…like a hamster”. the whole room went silent, eyes turning towards you. everyone was expecting a sudden wave of shouts of protest and arguments proving he’s a tiger, not a hamster but… nothing. soonyoung just smiled wider, lips curling upwards. “how is that possible? how did she get away with that?” someone grunted and you chuckled again, placing a quick peck on his lips. because most of the time hoshi was your tiger but in soft moments like this soonyoung was your hamster.
┆彡 WONWOO [ 원우 ]
sharing clothes with his friends (usually mingyu) was something normal for wonwoo so it was only natural that he shared his clothes with you, his significant other, as well. however, things started to change as mingyu noticed wonwoo wasn’t so willing to lend him his clothes anymore. “no, i don’t really… i stopped borrowing others my clothes, i always ended up with lack of necessities” your boyfriend explained with a giggle, mingyu nodding understandably. but things weren’t adding up when mingyu noticed you wearing similar hoodies and t-shirts. “nonu, i’m taking your leather jacket!” you announced on your way out one day, grinning wildly. and suddenly it all made sense. wonwoo only allowed you to still borrow his clothes because of your scent lingering on them afterwards. and honestly, mingyu wasn’t even offended.
┆彡 JIHOON [ 지훈 ]
jihoon isn’t too big on skinship. everyone knows that. he doesn’t fully like it, sometimes it makes him uncomfortable. hoshi still remembers that one time when he got pushed a little too hard by him when he fell asleep on jihoon’s arm. but you… oh, you. he didn’t even notice that you falling asleep on him doesn’t bother him. in fact, he enjoys it. once asleep on his lap, he was trapped on the couch; sure, he could push you off but he didn’t have the heart to do so. whilst playing with your hair the most dramatic gasp reached his ears. “OH WHAT THE–?!” dino yelled out and it took one look from jihoon to make him quiet. the younger one left the room, sprinting to share the unusual gossip while (the gossip itself) woozi put a blanket over you, his heart overtaken by warmth.
┆彡 SEOKMIN [ 석민 ]
it’s no surprise that dokyeom inhales his food. whether it’s because he’s hungry or doesn’t want to share (which is more likely) or he has to be fast because with other twelve hungry men it’s either eat or be eaten. but it comes as a shock when you’re out with them, enjoying the meal and dokyeom suddenly offers you his food. “you want some?” he asks tenderly and when you nod, he’s handing you the plate. with heart in his eyes he’s watching as you munch on the food, a happy smile on your face. “delicious, isn’t it?” your boyfriend hums and you nod, ignoring the whines of but he never shares with us! in the background.
┆彡 MINGYU [ 민규 ]
as you entered the room you could feel the atmosphere was thick. seungcheol was pouting with his arms crossed and others were side eyeing mingyu. “baby, could you drop me off to the convenience store? my favourite snacks are–“ you started, unsure why everyone is now staring at mingyu. he just smiled sweetly and stood up, reaching to his pocket over to grab his car keys. chaos erupted, mostly yells of “but you just turned down to drop off seungcheol!”. mingyu not only gives you rides everywhere but also at any given time, let it be 2am because you’re craving mcdonald’s. you’re also his passenger princess – controlling the aux, opening windows whenever you like, etc etc. as long as you’re not creating any possible dangerous situations, you’re good. albeit, there’s one rule: his hand being attached atop your thigh.
┆彡 MINGHAO [ 徐明浩 ]
it’s not something extraordinary that the members tease him, they do that on daily basis on each other. especially during gose, nowadays that he stopped meditating. sure, it’s fun for his friends to tease and make fun of him but most of the time it ends up with him throwing snarky comments back or even smacking them. “look, look his nostrils are flaring!” seungkwan yelled out, causing a manic laughter from all of them. before minghao looked over at you, laughing too, he sent the younger one a deadly stare. “you look like a bull ready to attack!” you added, giggling. he rose his hand, all of them expecting him to smack you on the arm or push you away but put it on your arm instead he pulled you closer. he broke into a soft smile, gaze softening. “oh what the–“ seungkwan grunted, mouth agape and just like that, a switch has flipped again. with a thundering gaze aimed at seungkwan, hao soothingly rubbed your arm. your teasing never put him in a bad mood, quite the contrary: he found it actually amusing (and adorable, too)
┆彡 SEUNGWAN [ 승관 ]
your boyfriend coming home in the middle of the night was such a normal occurrence lately that once he opened the door at nearly 7pm, you thought it was a intruder. “oh hi kwannie, how was work today?” you ask and the answer is on his face. after a long day of variety shows and cracking jokes, he’s emotionally drained. it’s not like it wasn’t fun but it was exhausting being the entertainer. seungkwan plops down next to you, burying his head in your neck. there’s no need to be loud, yell or talk to the camera when he’s with you… he can loosen up. he allows himself to loosen up in your presence, not being worried about if he’s entering others enough. with your embrace surrounding him and your fingers gently playing with his hair, he even manages to snooze a bit
┆彡 VERNON [ 버논 ]
vernon is rather okay with people borrowing his stuff but it’s not like his friends didn’t want to… their styles differed, that’s all. but one thing he didn’t lend often is his beanies. they just his favourite accessory and besides, who would want to borrow a beanie? well, you apparently. the first time he realised that on a photo you posted on insta you’re wearing his beanie… he couldn’t help but to smile wildly. the thing was, he didn’t confront you about it. he enjoyed the way you sneakily stole his beanies and lately put them back in their place. one time he just bluntly took off his beanie and put it over your head, pulling it down so you wouldn’t see a thing. before you managed to pull it back, vernon was giggling and hiding his phone so you don’t delete the photos he just took. you took it as a sign that your little beanie thievery is okay with him.
┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]
he was pretty excited for the weekend: just him, his friends and you having a fun time at cabin near a lake that seungkwan found. but when on saturday morning, while he was on his way to the meeting point, you called with a raspy voice and sniffing every second his enthusiasm dropped. “i’m sorry channie, i won’t be able to make it. but you better go, have fun–“ you croaked out and didn’t waste a moment to take a sharp turn and go to your place. only after buying needed meds and some ingredients to make you a chicken soup, he called his friends you and him won’t go. they understood, of course, and wished you a speedy recovery. at first you complained he turned down spending his free time in longly awaited place but in the end you can’t stay mad at him. while he’s feeding you soup and throwing away all the used tissues; lee chan shows you that you’re his priority, even if that means sacrificing his spare time. nonetheless, time spend with you is never a wasted time (and he’ll stand by it, despite the sickness you accidentally passed to him)
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[Tales from the Pack] Soonyoung: Imperfect (Epilogue)
Characters: Soonyoung x female reader
Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff, mentions of smut but nothing explicit
Word count: 980
Summary: Soonyoung has always been desperate to find his mate, often going out into town at night to fill the void of imprinting that he craves so much. Then suddenly, you (quite literally) appear in front of him. He’d always dreamed and fantasized about what having his mate would be like, but the reality is nothing like he expected.
a/n: dialogue in bold is meant to be english and whenever someone says reader’s name it’s meant to be reader’s surname
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"Love of my life, can you grab the other carton of eggs from the fridge for me?"
All the wolves loved using terms of endearment for their mates, but everyone could mostly tell who was being called to based off of the voice. Jooyeon only pretended to get confused to annoy Seungcheol, rushing along with Arinya or Suvi and claiming "you call me baby, too" when he'd pout she didn't know it wasn't him. But you found it easy to know it was Soonyoung not just from the voice, but from the too-cheesy pet names he gave you.
"Honey bun, can you come here?"
"Peach cobbler, where are you?"
"Princess of my heart, I need you!"
Another thing was Soonyoung loved to flex his English now that he was essentially fluent. You both were doing well, only not understanding or remembering a few words here and there. But Kyung and Hansol reminded you both that even they needed refreshers on some words sometimes, so you were 'basically fluent now'. Soonyoung loved to switch languages in the middle of a sentence just because he knew how to now. Sometimes it confused you but he let you take a second to process what he was saying.
When he'd called for you after he'd noticed you enter the kitchen, your brown eyes met his golden ones with a raised brow. He was standing at the stove, throwing you a warm smile over his shoulder before he went back to talking quietly with Mingyu beside him.
You had been at the market with Felix, and the younger wolf was currently babbling excitedly to Kyung about the colorful woven-string bracelets he'd spotted.
"Friendship bracelets!" he'd gasped when he saw them, running over to the booth.
You loved hanging out with Felix. As soon as you got to properly meet him and his alpha, Chan, you immediately hit it off. It gave you a similar feeling as to when you would be with Luka. It felt safe and like home. It felt like you were hanging out with your brothers again.
But you were no longer paying attention to the bracelets Felix had bought the two of you -- and one for Chan, of course. You were looking at your mate's back with a raised brow.
"Are you...making breakfast?" you asked slowly.
Soonyoung turned again to face you, "Yeah, why?"
"You're cooking?" you asked, sounding more worried now. "You're being allowed near a stove?"
You heard Joshua off to the side of the kitchen imitate your accent when you said the word 'cooking' but you only threw him a short glare before looking back at Soonyoung.
Mingyu turned to look over his shoulder, promising, "I'm supervising."
Soonyoung just pouted and loudly whined, "I'm not that bad at cooking!"
"I love you, but you absolutely are."
He seemed to have not heard anything you said after the first part, because he grinned widely and chirped, "I love you, too!"
"I'm sorry, but can you fight about it another time?" Suvi whined. "I'm hungry."
"Don't tell them that," Jeonghan quickly snapped. "They will fight about it, and nobody wants to hear it."
You immediately felt your cheeks get hot. You knew everyone in the pack did things like that and never really minded when people heard, but whenever it was brought up, you always got embarrassed. You were always a pretty quiet person when it came to that -- especially in comparison to your counterpart -- but you always forgot in the heat of the moment that at least half the people in the house could hear everything.
Something else about Soonyoung was he was...well...insatiable for lack of a better word. Not that you were against it because you liked doing anything with him and he was always great to you, but you felt like the two of you were getting teased even more often than Joshua and Arinya now.
To be fair, the guy was a hopeless romantic who had been looking for his mate for the last 50 or so years, so you couldn't blame him for being a little excited.
"Give them a break," Soomin sighed, standing up for you, "we all do it. We all hear each other. It's not just them."
Seokmin sat up straighter, turning away from where he was listening to Felix and admiring his bracelet to look toward the conversation, "I beg to differ."
As the pack began to bicker among themselves, Felix turned to look at you, wanting to ask if you wanted to go hang out outside or something and wait for breakfast. Instead, he was met with an empty space, which he found odd since he hadn't heard or sensed you leave. He whipped his head to the other side and then scanned the kitchen, wondering if you'd just moved your location.
"Where's _____?" he finally wondered.
The pack slowly died down and searched the kitchen for you, but Soonyoung burst into laughter. He weaved through bodies packed in the kitchen, effortlessly finding you still in your spot next to Felix as he put his arms around your waist perfectly like he could still see you.
It didn't matter how far out of your shell you'd come since he'd met you, your old habit of unknowingly disappearing when you were embarrassed never seemed to die.
"You'll always be my shy little baby," he giggled before placing a big, dramatic kiss to your cheek.
You faded back into view, face still hot and a shy but grumpy look on your face, "Thanks, I think..."
He placed his fingers under your chin and turned your head to look at him, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips that lasted maybe a little too long for being right in front of the entire house, plus Felix.
"Get a room," Junhui coughed.
And just like that, you were gone again, making Soonyoung laugh even louder.
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