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fuck the attitude. | park sunghoon

paring: highschool!sunghoon x fem!reader

wc: 2,905 (two thousand, nine hundred, five)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, mentions of alcohol/drugs and the use of them, not proofread

contents: dom!sunghoon, brat-ish!reader, partygirl!reader, (at first) shy!sunghoon, mean!sunghoon, sunghoon has four fwbs, mentions of hyung line and txt's yeonjun, dirty talk, degradation, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, nipple play, spanking/slapping, fucking in a strangers bed???, use of “sweetheart” , “slut”

notes : INSP BY THIS??? CAPTION??? HELLO D-D SUNGHOON WAS TO HOT PASSING AWAY I NEED HIM OHMYGOD. this was supposed to be a horny thought but i got carried away... LMAOOO

also the way this a year old 😭😭 sorry i disappeared on y’all fr … I ALSO FORGOT TO ADD EVERYONE IS LEGAL 18 OR OVER 18 !!

“what?” sunghoon questions when you abruptly disturbed his concentration.

“c’mon it'll be fun, hoon!” you smile at the male. sunghoon grimaced when he heard the endearment, were the the two of you that close?

well, no.

it all started back in the beginning of senior year, only a few months ago, where you first met sunghoon in your sketching class. he was very quiet at first, too quiet for your tastes. i mean, you were the school renowned party girl. you could be seen at any party that your high school held, no matter if you knew the hosts or not. on the other hand, sunghoon was very different from you. he kept to himself, only having a few close friends, yet still was known as the “pretty prince on ice.” after all, he was amazing at figure skating. your personalities were so different; at least at first.

when you asked sunghoon to attend a party with you, sunghoon nearly wanted to run out of the classroom and never talk to you again. why would you want sunghoon to tag along some stupid party with a bunch of horny and drunk adults?

“okay, no. i am not going to a stranger’s party.” sunghoon drops his sketching pencil to look straight at you. “i don’t wanna go.” he finalizes.

you groan quietly, “why can’t you have some fun? i’m sure heeseung, jay, and jake are gonna be there too.” you smile at sunghoon when you mention his friends. he knew you were going to drag them in soon enough.

“i told you, y/n. no. besides, i have practice.” park sunghoon was lying straight out of his mouth. he only had practices sunday through thursday, but of course, you didn't know that. closing up your notebook you took a good look at the boy across from you.

“no wonder you’re a virgin.” you say, barely above a whisper.

“excuse you?”

a slight laugh exits your mouth, “i mean, if you never go to parties, you surely have never dicked a girl down before. if you have, you’re probably terrible at it and you probably haven't even drank or done drugs.” you chew on your bottom lip as you see sunghoon’s face contort from disgust to anger.

park sunghoon was mad. like really mad.

before the boy could say anything, the school bell rang throughout the campus building, cutting off any words that could've left sunghoon’s mouth.

when you packed up your stuff, you lean against your shared table, “i saw how you got mad, if you wanna prove me wrong, pull up to daniel choi’s house. i wanna see you there, hoonie.”

a slight smirk appears on your face to the point sunghoon wanted to smack it off. the fake sweetness that laced your words got him even more annoyed too. oh, he’s going to prove you wrong.

he’s sure of it.

after the small conversation you had with sunghoon, you wondered why he got so mad. like of course he would since you insulted his sex status, but what made him nearly yell at you? it surely couldn't have just been he was a virgin, right? or the fact he didn't drink or do drugs? it was genuinely the first time you saw sunghoon experience another emotion other than just neutral. even if it piqued your interests, you simply swatted it off your mind.

“hey, y/n!” a voice calls out from you down the hall. you look back and you see jake sim, a friend of yours and sunghoon.

“oh hi, jake! what's up?” jake rarely ever talks to you, even if the both of you had the same calculus class last period.

“hoon’s mad at you.” a slight downturned smile hooks his mouth as he says his words.

you rolls your eyes at him, “i wonder why.”

jake sighs, “he won't say what got him so mad, he just kinda said it was your fault.” the boy shrugs his shoulders as the two of you enter into class.

as the two of you sat down to whatever seat you wanted, you purse your lips, “all i said was he was a virgin because he never went to parties.”

the blond boy stares at you weirdly, as if you said something offensive. “you said what?”

“it’s not that big of a deal, he just can’t take a joke. like if i said that to you, you’d take it lightheartedly, right?” you look at jake expectantly.

“y/n, it doesn’t work like that… besides, what do you know about hoon?” jake scoffs at your previous words.

“let’s see, he’s quiet, ice skates really well... and that’s it. he’s really plain.” you laugh at your own words.

“yeah, and if you were closer to him you’d know he has like four girls on his dick right now.”

what.

“sunghoon? park sunghoon. mr. pretty prince on ice? no way.” your mouth twisted a bit at jake’s sentence. was he really being serious?

“you didn't know? he has a lot of friends with benefits type relationships. all of the girls he’s fucked always say he’s like a sex god.” jake whispers as he sees more students enter into the once empty classroom. “if you don’t change your attitude, he's probably gonna fuck it outta you.” jake jokes before the class bell rang, signaling classes were slowly going to go into session.

for the rest of class, you couldn’t think of a single thought about calc. all you could think was sunghoon.

four friends with benefits? fucked many girls? a sex god? he’d fuck your attitude out of you? what other secrets did sunghoon hid from you? well, you didn't have to take long because just in a few hours, you’ll see.

the clock strikes 21:35 (9:35 pm), meaning daniel’s party would start soon. daniel, or previously known as yeonjun, was an alumni of the current high school you were attending. you first met him in year 9 (freshman) year when he was in year 12 (senior). he quickly became the older-brother-type friend that you would become closer to as the years pass. even though daniel was committed to his college courses, he still had that high school wild party side in him. so every once in awhile, he’d host parties at his (insanely large) house.

as you take a look at the time, you start to get ready, texting your friends now and then, deciding what to wear. once you finished getting ready, you take a glance at the clock again. 22:18 (10:18pm). perfect.

you finish yourself up and met your friends outside as all of you drove to daniel’s house. even if you were already having fun with your friends, a particular someone stayed in your head. butterflies were swarming your stomach as you kept on thinking of jake’s words, “if you don't change your attitude, he’s probably gonna fuck it outta you.”

what were you thinking? it’s not like sunghoon was going to fuck you... unless?

the smell was just putrid. sex, alcohol, drugs, sex, alcohol, did you say sex yet? it was only half an hour into the party and yet you can see multiple people passed out on daniel's living room couch, a bunch of horny teenagers trying to suck their faces off, a group trying cocaine for the first time, park sunghoon looking so fucking hot, and— park sunghoon? didn’t he have practice?

too dumbfounded by the way sunghoon looked, daniel spotted you. “y/n!” you nearly knocked daniel down by jumping into his arms and hugging daniel. “you’ve grown so much! how’s been senior year?” he asks, trying to stabilize himself from nearly falling back first.

“it’s been great, danny.” the nickname brings a wave to nostalgia as he gives you a red solo cup of some random alcohol you could care less about.

time passes and you surprisingly haven’t drunken much nor did any lines of coke, smoked a blunt, touched molly— you get it. instead, you kept an eye out on sunghoon. as said he has specifically four girls he has his hands constantly. what a player. you internally roll your eyes at the man only a few feet away from you in the kitchen. sure, he was attractive. it’s not like he could pound you until your brain is fucked out in the best way, making sure his cock is brushing so deep in your pussy— what the fuck.

daniel thankfully interrupts your stupid thoughts by pushing you another cup of alcohol, “drink?”

you smile at his completely drunken state, “thanks, danny.”

“i think that should be enough for tonight, sweetheart.” the deep voice made you flinch, making your back hit the person’s chest. it's none other than park sunghoon, in the flesh, looking obnoxiously hot.

“who are you to decide how much i drink?” you quirk an eyebrow at the taller boy, taking a liking to the nickname.

“i just think that some people shouldn’t drink too much.” sunghoon says nonchalantly.

before you can properly retort back something witty, daniel stands on the kitchen counter. “i’m just gonna say this once because i’m probaby gonna be wasted soon but let’s do a cheers because i say so!” daniel was wacked out of his mind but, it was a funny kind of wacky. you raise your cup along with everyone else in the room and cheers with daniel. you take a glace back at sunghoon and instantly regretted it.

as he rose his cup, he bites his lower lip attractively, making his dimples become prominent to the eye. he then downs his drink in one fast gulp, sighing from the alcoholic drink afterwards. “you’re staring too hard, sweetheart.”

“i’m not.” this time you were the one lying out of your mouth. “why would you care? didn’t you have practice to attend? or your little girlies?”

a scoff comes from sunghoon, “sorry i lied, sweetheart. i don’t need them either, i have better things to do.” he presses a hand against the counter next to you, practically caging you in his body.

“like me?” you joke at first.

“yeah, like you.” a smirk appears on his face as he looks down at you. sunghoon knew too well what he was doing. the eye contact was unbearable, your breathing became ragged, and your drink moving around in your cup due to how shaky your hands have gotten. you bit your lip to silence yourself of saying anything more embarrassing.

“where’s that little y/n that teased me for being a virgin, huh? because all i see is a little slut just begging for my cock in her.” sunghoon playfully moans in your ear as he says the word “begging”.

gluping down the nervousness you try to think of something to say, “i’m not begging unless... you... i don't know... fuck the attitude outta me.” you mock sunghoon by moaning “fuck” and restating the words jake told you earlier.

“oh, i will.”

sunghoon immediately pulls you to a random room upstairs in daniel’s house and pushes you towards the bed, making you bounce lightly on the mattress.

“i’m gonna fucking ruin you.” and that’s what sunghoon did. stripping you from your jeans and panties, he latches his lips over your clit, sucking harshly at the bud. your hands find his black roots, pulling him closer to your cunt.

“so fucking needy, aren’t you? you’re so cock hungry for me, huh? haven’t even done anything but sucking on your stupid clit.” sunghoon mutters against your labia. his voice vibrates against you in the best way possible.

“fuck— yes i am— only for you!” you weakly murmur, unable to create full sentences with the amount of pleasure sunghoon provided. his strong arms wraps around your thighs, pushing you down to the mattress. your legs also find their way around his head, making his tongue fully insert itself into your hot cunt. lapping at your juices, in just a few minutes, sunghoon’s face became all messy. your voice raises in pitch as you sputter out, “coming— sunghoon!”

even if your high came crashing down, sunghoon smirks against your cunt, “yeah that’s right, come for me, say my name when you come.” a smack against your ass rippled through your veins as sunghoon kept on devouring you whole. with that, sunghoon bores his eyes into your as he flattened his tongue right on your cunt. you couldn’t look away. it was too much, you were so close coming undone over sunghoon’s tongue again.

“no— sunghoon— too much— want your cock.” your voice trembled but you tried everything you could to at least sound coherent enough.

“hmm? too much? don’t you mean too good? you’re gonna take everything i give you, got that?”

you felt like you were on cloud nine. even if sunghoon was just eating you out, he looks good doing it. a little too good. a smug smile as he eats you out, his nose and mouth all up in your pussy, and his strong arms hooking under you to make sure you don’t move. everything was so attractive.

with one last flick of his tongue, you came for the second time that night. you weren’t the one who would have multiple orgasms but, you might just have to try it because of sunghoon.

in such a short amount of time, you came twice. all from sunghoon eating you out. jake wasn’t joking around. sunghoon is like a sex god.

your thighs immediately clamp up after sunghoon removes himself from your pussy. he raised up to take off the layers he had on him but he laughs at you once he sees you trying to regain breaths, “awhh, is my tongue too much for you sweetheart? i didn’t even finger you. this stupid little cunt just loves coming, huh?”

one of his hands fiddle with his jeans, taking them off, while the other slides to your slick cunt and slaps it a few times. each time more and more of his saliva and your cum splats on his hands, causing him to get impossibly harder.

“i’m gonna fuck you, gonna fuck you so hard you’re crying for me to fill you up.” sunghoon grunts as he presses his tip on your opening, gaining the wetness on his cock. you simply moan back, you wanted his cock. you wanted to go dumb on his cock. that was all you needed.

once his cock fully slides in you, he takes no chance and starts roughly thrusting into you. it didn’t take that long for you to start moaning his name again. the bed was rocking to his motions, your hands on his chest trying to have some balance while his hands are secure on your thighs; pushing them along to his pace.

“ngh— sunghoon, fuck! more please, please sunghoon i need more—!” you mindlessly babble. you were experiencing so much pleasure, you didn’t even know you wanted more. your brain and your heart were jumbled up together.

“yeah? more? you want more you needy slut? alright, i’ll give you more.” hoon starts peeling off your top and bra, fighting the urge to just rip them off. he then grabs your sensitive nipples and twists them. the shocking pleasure has you nearly screaming for sunghoon. there’s so much happening, you couldn’t care if anyone could hear you outside.

“does it feel good, y/nnn?” slurring his words near the of you name. “look at you shutting your eyes, you love this!” sunghoon laughs as he kept on having a stable pace. his cock is so loose in you and the tip is practically abusing your cervix over and over.

sighing, moaning, groaning, grunting, whimpering was the only thing left in the room. along with sunghoon’s cock in you, of course. you were at the brink of that knot completely snapping in your stomach. it was so close; it was right there. tears even start dripping down to your cheeks, not in sadness or pain. but in delight.

the waves of pleasure were crashing down soon. they were waves crashing slowly. you needed those waves where they’d crash down fast. third orgasm was even better than the first.

“sweetheart, you’re crying? crying on my cock? fuck— you’re desperate to come.” sunghoon grunts as another bead of sweat starts dripping along his hairline. he was on the edge too, he needed it as much as you. a barely heard “mhmm!” escaped your lips as a response.

“god— sunghoon! use me— wanna have your cum in me— please!” you creak out. sunghoon laughs at your poor attempt of talking.

the warm, nearly silky feeling of my white strings of his cum was all in your pussy. snug, full, and filled. sunghoon’s arms gives up and falls right besides you.

“don’t ever say i’m a virgin again.” sunghoon groans as he takes his thrown off t-shirt to clean off yours and his cum off of you and him.

“i was just joking! hoon— fuck. you are a sex god.” you can’t help but laugh a bit.

“sex god??? who told you that.”

“… jake.” you reply.

“whatever, at least i got to prove it to you that i’m not a virgin.” hoon rolls his eyes at you.

“yeah but, i sure don’t think we can still be friends after this.” you sigh, looking at the ceiling above you.

“who said we were?”

“what?”

“who said we were just friends?”

who knew sunghoon wanted to fuck from the start?

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gobighee · 2 years

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ride by fallinforgyu

“what’s wrong with you two?“ by heenotes (with heeseung)

loser by feverhee

the switch project by jaylaxies

not a punishment by jaylaxies

forget me not by jaylaxies

window voyeur by jaylaxies

3:41 am by jaylaxies

lakeside rendezvous by jaylaxies

golden glow by jaylaxies

the first love trope by taeghi

inexperienced jek x reader by heesunminies

mirror reflections and blasted music by isngh8n

behind closed doors by ikigaitsuki

mutual masturbation with jake by wakeyjakey

lime green by heeyunkist

sundress by irockgyu

my neighbor's son , my neighbor's son (pt ii) by rosesbxrry

i wanna be yours by seungstrong

bmw by shinramyeonz

pink ribbons by sainthwngs

roommate: one, two, three, four by jeongseongsnudes

sex exam special by sungswhore

as a friend by seungstrong

pocky by seungstrong

burn for you by jakeflrt

cum till you cry by tangledbutterflies

dark academia: puppy, roller coaster by heenotes

stress relief by seungstrong

just deserts by sim-jaeyuns

master’s cumpdump by issamultistan

7:45am by drunkjaked

backseat by seungstrong

bestfriend!gamer!jake by sunnyjae

hold still by ikigaitsuki

sex class (masterlist): intimacy, lick up by enhahardhours

pleasure call by wakeyjakey

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s.o.s - skin on skin by bruh-changbin

relativity by hyunsuks-beanie

attention, please! by heeseungsz

i still get jealous by ssweetshion (with sunghoon)

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issamultistan · 1 year

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greengreengreen. | blaise zabini

paring: rival!blaise x fem!reader

wc: 2,200 (two thousand, two hundred)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, not proofread

content: rivals to lovers, dom!blaise, sub!reader, race neutral reader, slytherin!reader, blaise lowkey manipulates you??? lmfao??? but nothing serious, so COERCION/DUBCON just in case, spanking, humiliation, degradation, slapping, use of “slut” & “good girl”

notes: y’all are in year 7, 18 year olds!! i’ve been writing sm hs smuts mb im reminiscing ok leave me alone + also finally putting a photo that matches the story …

and don’t yell at me that i did this a st. patrick’s day special ok it’s triple green like DO YALL GET IT st. pats, slytherin, and greengreengreen also it relates to the story ok so y’all can not be angry w me xx

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“blaise. do not do this.” you mutter lowly, looking into his dark eyes with an intense look. even more intense than usual.

“y/n. you know how i am. give me your ‘head girl’ pin, or you need to find a way out of this. no other choice.” blaise fans his warm breath along your jaw, alluding to something more sinister.

“fuck you, blaise.”

“mhm, how about i fuck you, y/n?”

the start of all of this all happened back in first year where you knew that blaise zabini was the last person you’d get along with. even if the both of you were both slytherins, his arrogant persona was definitely something you couldn’t get by.

the two of you weren’t academic rivals, or quidditch rivals, or anything like that. the both of you were rivals to see who was the better person. at first thought, it sounds dumb at first. but trust, it was real.

every single year in your years at hogwarts, you and blaise were trying to one up each other in everything you do. you were first in your classes, head girl, liked amongst everyone, while blaise was the best chaser in his year, apart of the slug club, and surprisingly attracted many students despite his vain personality.

but all of that turns to a close starting today.

your day just ended with a potions class and you were simply packing up your stuff before professor slughorn came up to you after class.

“miss y/l/n?” he says, clasping his hands together and smiling towards you.

“oh, hello professor slughorn.” you reciprocate the smile he gave you.

“why, hello to you too! i simply wanted to ask you a few questions today.” he starts off as you nod. “i wanted to ask, what do you see in zabini? why do you to not get along?” you were startled a bit when he asked you that.

you didn’t realize how even professors caught onto the fact that you and blaise don’t mix well.

“i… i simply think that our personalities don’t do well together. you know him, he thinks highly of himself and he’s very rude. i’m not like him at all.” you shrug.

professor slughorn hums for a few seconds before speaking up, “i think that the two of you could work together well if there was a possibility.”

“why do you say that?” you were clueless of where he was going with this.

“zabini is a wonderful and strong child. you should get to know him, miss y/l/n. you shouldn’t think that low of him.” professor slughorn repeats that same smile from earlier.

“… i’ll think about it, sir.” you nod a bit before the professor hums a goodbye as you leave the room.

you had no idea that was about. why would professor slughorn want to talk about blaise? well, he is apart of the slug club but, why now? you didn’t want to think too much about it, it was the end of the day. you just need some relaxation. that was all.

walking back to the slytherin dorm rooms, you entered into the common rooms, needing somewhere to just sit for a bit. you didn’t want to walk all the way to your dorm, you couldn’t bare the energy that would even take to get there.

you pulled out your herbology textbook and placed it on the table you were at and studied for a bit. it was relaxing having some alone time for yourself, even if i required waving and saying “hi” to your fellow slytherins walking in and out of the commons.

everything was going well until you saw blaise sit right next to you out of all of the tables open and free in the commons.

“hello, blaise.” you say meekly, trying to just focus on your textbook.

“hi, y/n.” he says, without even looking at you.

you didn’t really care that he didn’t glance at you once, you were just glad he didn’t just fully ignore you.

the two of you endured in a few moments of silence before blaise spoke up.

“why did you say that to professor slughorn?”

he heard you?!

“…what?” your eyes flickered to the man right next to you that was already looking right at you.

“pansy overheard you and professor talking. really? ‘he thinks highly of himself’ that’s fucked. why’d you say that when you know i’m in fucking slug club.” he scrunches his brows.

fuck. you knew this wasn’t going to end well.

“it was about time you needed to be humbled. i thought the professor already knew that about you.” you defensively say.

blaise scoffs at your words, “you’re such an asshole, do you know that? why’d you have to say that to the professor?!”

exhaling sharply, you reply, “as if you’re not the one bitching about me every second of the hour. he should know the real you. the bitchy you.”

the other students starting looking towards the both of your ways. the argument garnered the attention of the others, not something you wanted.

“you really take up the green of slytherin, don’t you, head girl.” blaise has a glint in his eyes. you couldn’t tell what he was planning for next.

“what the fuck do you mean by that?” you jerked your head back in offense.

“your jealousy and envy is showing. you’re greedy too. green. green. green. you’re so green, y/n. can’t you see it?” blaise raised his voice a few octaves so his voice slightly echoed through the halls too.

your eyes widened and your mouth dropped. you? jealous? envious? and greedy? what was he even saying?!

blaise simpers before getting up and walking away angrily when in reality, he wanted to make a ruckus. your fellow classmates were wondering what happened between the two of you.

a scoff leaves your lips as you got up and chased after him. he wasn’t going to get away from this. he won’t.

as you went down the hallway, you could hear the others in earshot saying, “what did y/n do?!,” “what happened?” and “is blaise angry right now?!” you were sure that you were on the brink of ripping a man’s head of right now.

running up the stairs, blaise stopped in front of his dorm room, turning around to face you with a smug look that you needed to slap off his face.

“the fuck was that for?!” your eyebrows furrowed as blaise leaned against the wall with an aloof expression.

“payback.” is all he says.

“i was just saying what i thought, you lied to everyone down there as if it was true! i don’t want the whole slytherin wizard body thinking i’m some backstabber while being head girl!” you furiously say, getting even more pissed as blaise just stood there, unamused.

blaise gets up from his position but towers you in front of the door, making your back hit the door. he was caging you in with his height, which made you realize how tall he really is.

“you have two choices, give up being head girl or apologize. only i can reverse the effects.” blaise smiles but with unruly intention behind his eyes.

and this is where’d you ended up. stuck between leaving your title that you’ve worked so hard you fulfill or getting fucked by the man who scrutinized you the day you got here acts like an apology.

after a few seconds that felt like forever, you gave in, “what do you want me to do, blaise?” you sigh in defeat. blaise immediately takes you into his dorm room and locks his individual room.

once settled in, blaise immediately sits down at his desk, “take it out for me.” you were stunned for a second from his bold request. but of course, you realized what you agreed to.

you got onto your knees and started unbuckling his belt. sliding it out of all of his belt loops and throwing it to the side. soon you were faced of pulling his cock out. grabbing it under the material of his underwear, you saw it for the first time.

girthy. that was the best way to describe it. you couldn’t even believe that somehow blaise wanted it somewhere in you and it needed it fit. nonetheless, your lips almost wrapped around his lighter tip before blaise grabs your chin, “no, y/n. how about you fuck yourself on it.”

“what?” your hand loosens the grip on his length as you stared at him.

“you heard what i said, slut.” blaise says allowing the ‘s’ roll off his tongue effortlessly.

rolling your eyes at him, you complied and stood back up. you unzip your skirt, letting it fall to your feet. blaise was getting too ahead of himself and started slowly stroking himself at the slight of you undressing yourself in front of him.

soon your fingertips hooked under your underwear and you allowed them to pool along with your skirt that was on the floor. to your surprise, your underwear was stained with arousal. there was no way in hell you were already wet.

“hmm, i see we’re already wet. i can’t believe you actually enjoy this.” blaise sighs in triumph.

you mutter a small, “whatever.” before aligning yourself on top of his cocks’ head. blaise stops you for a second. he raises two fingers at the edge of your inner lips, eager to slide them into your mouth.

although a bit hesitant, you slide them down. wetting his slim fingers and leaving a saliva trail. blaise is surprised you complied so well. “good girl.” he says as he slips his wet fingers along his tip and the opening of your cunt.

when he finished, you slowly sink down upon his length. allowing yourself loose, his cock was filling you up larger than you expected. just from the girth itself, you struggled to have the entirety of blaise’s cock resting snug inside of you.

shaky breaths and exhales from the size causes blaise to run his hands on the flesh of your ass. smoothing them down and kneading them with his fingertips. he relished in the feeling of him entirely in you. it was almost like you were made from him.

“you good?” he mumbles against your chest. you nod in response, not being able to move for a bit.

“you could say i’m green, right now.” you joke, earning a small snicker from blaise and a quick spank on your ass. you jolt and shut your eyes from the sudden sharpness. you never knew you’d be into these things, but blaise has you in a spiral.

with one small breath, you finally rock your hips against his cock, allowing yourself to rise and lower them in a slow yet steady pace. the slickness from your cunt and your saliva made the room swell with the erotic noise.

the more you rocked, the more the motion became smooth, became less painful. blaise uses his hands and allows you to even take more of him by pressing you down and sliding you back up. “fuck— who knew the head girl had this good of a pussy, hmm? you’re clenching on me— does it feel that good, slut?” he groans into your neck, suppressing his expression.

your cheeks warmed at his words, the control he had over you was nearly overwhelming. “don’t just sit there, respond.” blaise says with a slap against your cheek. after he slaps you he grabs your face with his hand.

“god— yes! it feels so good—!” you were sputtering all over your words. blaise smirks in satisfaction at your response. he knew he had you right where he wanted you.

he pulls your face towards him and presses his lips against yours, his tongue sliding in between your parted lips. you moan into his mouth as he intensifies the kiss, his hand reaching down to play with your clit.

“fuckin’ slut. you love this— only a slut likes the fact she’s getting fucked dumb like this.” he mumbles between kisses. even if you wanted blaise to shut up, you didn’t want him to stop. the sensation is too much for you and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. blaise can feel your walls clenching around him and he knows you're about to come.

he grabs your hips and begins to pound into you, his own orgasm building up. with a final thrust, he spills his seed inside you, the feeling of his hot release triggering your own orgasm. you scream out his name as you come, your body shaking with pleasure.

afterwards, your breathing ragged as blaise tries to catch up with his breaths as well. he strokes your hair lovingly, a satisfied smile on his face. “you were amazing,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“so were you.” you feel a sense of contentment wash over you, knowing that you’ve pleased him. even if it all started with you being more green than he particularly liked. you snuggle closer to him, feeling safe and secure in his arms. you can't help but wonder, what will happen after this?

let’s just leave it for now. you'll somehow figure it out later with blaise.

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use me. | miguel o’hara

paring: husband!miguel x fem!reader

count: 1,435 (one thousand, four hundred, thrity-five words)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, intentional lowercase, proofread !

contents: pwp, soft miguel in the beginning!!!!, dom!miguel, sub!reader, race neutral reader, oral (f receiving), constraints, breath play(?), size kink, stomach bulge, dacryphilia, praise, posessive!miguel, creampie, no condom! please use protection irl, use of “mi amor” , “mi alma”

notes: miguel o’hara’s cock so good it got you crying call it miguel no’mascara !!! you and miguel are speaking spanish here and there in the fic btw!

also, sdt to my pookie bear, d for the translations and overall fueling my miguel o’hara obsession!!

“mi alma. you have to stop straining yourself. please, just relax. i’m being very serious right now.”

“what could i even do, mi amor?! i don’t know what to do! how can i relax in this time?”

“you could use me.”

even miguel o’hara was a bit shocked at your words. it wasn’t everyday that the two of you got into a little verbal tussle like today, but today was strange. there were more anomalies than usual. you could say it stressed miguel more than the both of you could even imagine.

“are you sure, y/n? i don’t wanna hurt you, mi amor,” he mumbles a bit before raising a hand to gently stroke the side of your cheek.

“yes, i’m sure. mi alma, i trust you to not hurt me in the first place. are you crazy?” you leave an airy laugh as you hold his hand in place on your face. you trusted him with so much.

after a few moments of silence, he takes a deep breath before looking at you again. you nodded just to reassure him. after he got your nod of approval, he kisses you without any hesitation. “go as hard as you want.” you murmur against his cheek, already breathless.

he practically rips all of your clothing off of you. he needed you to relax and release steam, while you were enjoying the fact your husband is using you tonight.

miguel quickly shoots some webs to constrain your wrists to your back and raises your legs up. he starts off with a few ankle kisses. he hurriedly kisses down your calves, your inner thigh, and finally one pretty kiss on your cunt. miguel bends your knees to hook them over your shoulder before he tongues your clit with secure hands on your propped thighs.

sliding up and down, his tongue does wonders on you. kissing, licking, and sucking on your labia. around and around as you push your legs down even more. the heels of your feet were pressed down on miguel’s back, making his mouth lap at your pussy deeper than ever before.

your eyes were concentrated on his mouth. the heat rising was immensely fast. your wrists struggle, wanting to touch him so bad. your whimpers of his name increased as your orgasm was neared.

“i see you like it a lot, y/n,” miguel whispers against your cunt, sending vibrations of his words up your spine as he kept on devouring your soaking cunt.

“yes—! god, i love it, miguel—! mhmgh—!” in hitched breaths, miguel left you breathless with your words. unable to properly form sentences just from pussy eating alone. but then, miguel pushes out his fangs to harshly bite the side of your labia. a jolt of painful pleasure runs through your body.

in mere seconds, your orgasm comes crashing down rapidly, causing your cunt juices to drip and smear miguel’s lower half of his face. “m—miguel! fuck— please i need you in me— please, please, please!” you begged, squirming up and down against his mouth.

with one tough slap against your thigh, miguel groans, “paciencia, mi amor. lo siento por esto, pero…” right then, miguel spurts small webs to cover your mouth from talking anymore.

almost immediately afterwards, miguel peels off all of his clothes that were on him. he presses his cold body against your heated body. you whimper against the webs, unable to say anything at all.

although you were already sensitive enough, miguel grips onto his hard cock, stroking it slowly against your puffy cunt, “tan linda,” he murmurs while lightly laughing. miguel comes down near your face, still stroking your cunt and kisses your forehead once, before slowly sliding himself past your folds.

the squelch and the sudden largeness caused you to twitch. you forgot he was almost painfully large. you forgot he was almost too large in you. still slow and steady, miguel miraculously slid the entirety of himself in you, causing a bump to rise; it stayed still for an moment. both you and miguel had to get used to the sudden warm and slick feeling.

he couldn’t resist it, miguel had to just graze his palms against your bulge. he even decided to push down on it. you were ashamed that you moaned loudly behind the webs, but you just had to. it made your brain melt at how much it was pleasing you. you didn't notice right away but suddenly, a few tears found their way rolling down your hot cheeks.

you didn’t know what came over you, the painful pleasure was too unbearable to handle. having miguel so full in you was so good. he repeatedly traced the bump on stomach; it wasn’t the first time this happened, but fuck, did it feel good to have it in you when you haven’t in weeks.

miguel stipples a small laugh of how sensitive you were from his touch, you were basically wrapped around his finger. he swipes the tears away and even then, he was desperate for you too, needing you as much as you needed him too.

he latches his hands around your waist and starts sliding his cock at an achingly slow pace. miguel watches as your cum covers the entirety of him, base to tip. he stares at your stomach bulge rise and fall from his large cock as well, “why don’t you look at that… tan pequeña, estás hecha para encajar conmigo,” he growls lowly in the canal of your ear, making you almost forcibly look at it. miguel was obsessed with how your stomach fit his cock so well, no matter what.

a few seconds feel like hours before miguel could fully fill you up in and out without any pain. the radiance of pleasure fills your veins as miguel speeds up his pace. he couldn’t hear you but, you were changing his name over, and over, and over. lust washed over you. it was too good. too dizzy. too cloudy.

“mi amor— you’re so— fuck— you’re so good for me,” miguel says in short breaths. he’s buried himself between the crook of your neck and face. breathing in all of your sweet scent.

miguel kept a steady pace, he was quite literally rutting himself into you, relishing the slick and hot feeling that was dwelling in your cunt. “god— i love you, y/n. this cunt is mine right? you’re just all mine, aren’t you?” miguel grunts through gritted teeth. a sheepish mhm! could only be heard against your lips.

you hated how you were bounded by your wrists and shut up by the webs at this moment. you just wanted to moan and have your hands tug at his roots. surprisingly, miguel felt exactly the same as you.

quickly ripping off the webs, your hands immediately shot up to his wavy brown hair. the ends were already beaded with sweat, along with his forehead. “fuck— miguel— i love you too— so much. fuck, fuck, fuck, i’m gonna come soon!” between shuddered breaths, you cling impossibly closer to miguel. feeling the temperature from the both of your bodies rise.

his hands frantically skittered and found the plump of your ass, gripping onto them for a leverage to slam his hips deeper into you. he got up close to your ear again, “i am too— mi amor— wanna come inside— wanna feel my cum filling you,” miguel was as pussy drunk as you can imagine. his cock in your cunt was a feeling he would never replace.

“yeah— please— come in me— want your cum, mi alma!” as his thrusts became sloppy and messy, he was seconds away from releasing himself into you. miguel wanted to make sure you feel his cum. so, he scoops you up and props your legs around his waist as his knees bend into a kneeling position. your arms found its way to wrap around his neck, this time you were the one smelling his scent. hard, deep, yet quick thrusts were bouncing in-between you and miguel. you were obsessed with each other. so much so, with one thrust up, he shoots his sticker webs deep inside you in short, hot spurts.

for awhile, both you and miguel sit there in a room filled with deep, hard breaths. he kept his cum deep inside of you, while you didn't allow a single drop leak out of you. the both of you needed to recollect yourselves. yet while basking in the heat and lust, miguel speaks after the silence, “muchas gracias, mi amor,” he says before wrapping his lips with yours.

you let go of his lips, “claro, mi alma.”

translations! (tysm to my bsf, d <;3)

“mi alma” : “my soul,” nickname

“mi amor” : “my love,” nickname

“paciencia, mi amor. lo siento por esto, pero” : “patience, my love. i’m sorry for this, but”

“tan linda” : “so cute”

“tan pequeña, estás hecha para encajar conmigo” : “so small, you’re made to fit me”

“muchas gracias” : “thank you so much”

“claro, mi alma” : “of course, my soul”

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issamultistan · 10 months

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update about “the extremes” series 🫶

soooo i made changes, i decided to make official headline titles bc i saw @/heesuncore’s before and after post and i got jealous and i decided to revert back into my instagram imagine phase with picsart and phonto LMFAOAOA anyways besides that they are now afab/fem reader, i still will do newer gn reader fics in thi future, it’s just how i’m writing them, it’s complicated for me as someone’s who’s afab, to write without saying stuff like “clit/cock” or “hole” x200 yk?? i also shortened the fic word count bc i realized writing background stuff can only take like 1.8k of the whole fic LMFAOAOAO be nice to me i haven’t written sumn this intense in a fat min

IMPORTANT: fics are now moved from a few days apart. everyday after each other removes the suspense yk but yeah!

anyways thank u all for the support on my other fics i hope u will also enjoy this as well hehe !!

#update!#the extreme series — issamultistan #NEW TAGGGGG 😝😝

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01:11 AM | mark lee

paring: idol!mark x fem!reader

count: 245 (two hundred, thrity-five words)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, intentional lowercase, not proofread

contents: pwp, softdom!mark, sub!reader, race neutral reader, oral (f receiving), cunnilingus, pussy drunk mark, praise, l bomb, cursing, use of “pretty girl”

losing my mind over mark lee don’t mind me there also used to be a mark edit w novacane by frank ocean and now it’s gone so you have to take my word on it

mark runs his hands down your thighs as your hands were tangled in his hair. his tongue was lapping your arousal all over your inner thighs and his lips. mark has been starving for your pussy for so long, it drove him crazy, and now he finally has you in his hands. after a long hard work day, he loves to devour your pussy till it was raw. he loved your pussy as much as he loved you.

“you’re so pretty like this, pretty girl,” mark mumbles against your slick pussy; adding on your stimulation.

“fuck, mark, please. your tongue feels so good,” you moaned out as best as you could. the pleasure felt like your throat lost all air. mark knew your weak points.

everything down to how he sucked on your clit, ran his tongue on your labia, shoving his tongue in your your dripping pussy; just everything mark did was cloud nine for you. not only you found yourself on the edge of release, mark was about to come so fast if you kept on moaning out his name like that. “so good for me, right? shit, i love you and your pussy.”

“mark, i’m close, so close.”

“yeah? c’mon, come for me, pretty girl.”

almost exactly after mark's words, your hands gripped on mark's hair and your thighs began to shake. with that small action of yours, it signaled mark that your orgasm washed over you in the best way possible.

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issamultistan · 10 months

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kinktober (reposted) | originally written in 2020

this series is entirely nsfw! please be warned, minors do not interact with ANY of my SMUT works.

summary: written in 2020, this kinktober was a small drabbles series where most of them are under 200 words! all of them contain a submissive, gender, and race neutral reader.

PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ CONTENT WARNINGS. some of these contain really sensitive content. with that being said, thank you for reading my work!

key/guide:

✧ = fluffy smut, ✦ = hard smut

☆ = angsty smut, ★ = humorous smut

☾ = my favorites, ☽ = audience favorites

♡ = any works, ♥︎ = special/full fics !!

♡ 1. jeong yunho — spanking. ✦

♡ 2. kang seulgi — dirty talk.

♡ 3. joshua hong — public sex. ✦

♡ 4. jung jaehyun ft. ‘97 line — bukakke. ✦ ☽

♡ 5. yoon jeonghan — humiliation. ☾

♡ 6. matthew kim — size kink. ✧ ☾

♡ 7. mark tuan — creampie.

♡ 8. im nayeon — latex/leather.

♡ 9. kang daniel — asphyxiation/breath play. ✧

♡ 10. choi beomgyu — edging.

♡ 11. kim seungmin — sadism/masochism. ✧

♡ 12. kim jungeun — mistress/slave. ✦

♡ 13. hwang yeji — corruption.

♡ 14. do kyungsoo — sensory deprivation. ✧

♡ 15. choi yuna — nipple play.

♡ 16. min yoongi — waxplay. ✦

♡ 17. lee ten — blood kink. ✦

♡ 18. bang chan — daddy kink. ☾

♡ 19. seo soojin — somnophilia. ✧

♡ 20. lee jeno — pet play. ✧

♡ 21. skz ‘00 line — double penetration. ★

♡ 22. johnny suh — glory hole.

♡ 23. chang seungyeon — shibari. ✧ ☾

♡ 24. son chaeyoung — voyeurism.

♡ 25. park sooyoung — boot worship. ✦

♡ 26. jeon jiwoo — shower sex. ✧

♡ 27. lalisa manoban — branding.

♡ 28. ahn heeyeon — mirror sex.

♡ 29. han jisung — omorashi. ✦

♡ 30. ha sooyoung — sex toys. ✧

♥︎ 31. hwang hyunjin — lingerie.

back to main kpop masterlist !

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♡ lin’s sfw masterlist ♡

please tread lightly, if you are a minor (or dislike nsfw) please do not look on my blog any further. i am a smut account.

everything included is [person] x reader only. if a prompt is in use (not just mine) it’ll be in bold. also please read all warnings first before reading any of my works, thank you !!!

key/guide:

☾ = my favorites, ☽ = audience favorites

♡ = any works, ♥︎ = special/full fics

colors - special works

i’ll be doing: drabbles, full fics, headcanons, imagines, mtls, reactions, smaus, and timestamps [more may be added in the future].

this is when that odd occurrence hits me and i go all soft and write fluff or sumn … (VERY RARE)

kpop 𐐪𐑂

♡ nishimura riki — 1:45 PM / 13:45. ☽

♡ yang jungwon — mishap. ☾

multi 𐐪𐑂

currently empty as of right now!

do not copy, rewrite, or translate any of my works. they are mine and they should be staying that way. any copying of my work will have you reported and blocked!

#kpop imagines #imagines #enhypen niki imagines #enhypen jungwon imagines #enhypen niki fluff #enhypen jungwon fluff #kpop fluff #fluff imagine #kpop #anime fluff #avatar fluff #anime

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issamultistan · 1 year

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♡ lin’s masterlists combined ♡

all of my masterlist’s in one post!

♡ lin’s kpop masterlist

my most active masterlist/the most content dense

♡ lin’s multifandom masterlist

everything but kpop however, only smuts

♡ lin’s sfw masterlist

this will be least updated and all fandoms will be in here

a list of my series !!

♥︎ kinktober (reposted) | october 2020

♥︎ the extremes | september 2023

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♡ lin’s multifandom masterlist ♡

this masterlist is entirely nsfw! please be warned, minors do not interact with ANY of my SMUT works.

everything included is [person] x reader only. if a prompt is in use (not just mine) it’ll be in bold. also please read all warnings first before reading any of my works, thank you !!!

key/guide:

✧ = fluffy smut, ✦ = hard smut

☆ = angsty smut, ★ = humorous smut

☾ = my favorites, ☽ = audience favorites

♡ = any works, ♥︎ = special/full fics !!

red - smut | colors - specials works

i’ll be doing: drabbles, full fics, headcanons, imagines, mtls, reactions, and timestamps.

and please remember before reading, even if i don’t really write much other than kpop, if i have a brainrot other than kpop i’ll still write abt it ;)

male characters 𐐪𐑂

♥︎ blaise zabini — greengreengreen. ☽

♡ miguel o’hara — use me. ☾

female characters 𐐪𐑂

currently empty as of right now!

do not copy, rewrite, or translate any of my works. they are mine and they should be staying that way. any copying of my work will have you reported and blocked!

#masterlist #smut imagine #harry potter smut #blaise zabini smut #avatar smut #jake sully smut #neteyam sully smut #lo’ak smut #kiri smut #anime smut #demon slayer smut #bnha smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #atla smut #sokka smut #zuko smut

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mishap. | yang jungwon

paring: idol!jungwon x idol!reader

wc: 1,823 (one thousand, eight hundred twenty-three) excluding texts

warnings: MENTIONS OF FOOD (reader likes chocolate), and just minor cursing (slang/acronyms)

contents: fem!reader, reader is a predebut engene, jungwon and reader falls in l*ve, really cute fluff, humorous at the end, some inkigayo sandwich type shit LMAOOOO, both jungwon + reader are replacement mubank mcs for sunghoon + wonyoung, reader is wonyoung’s close friend, smau kinda idk? like texting

notes: remember how i said riki was the only one that's gonna get a fluff??? yeah nvm. please be warned that i am a NSFW/SMUT BLOG!!! not a typical writer blog! like i said before soft blocks are okay :) anyways i miss jungwon bye enjoy this

LMFAOOO I WROTE THIS BEFORE THE EP OF “IDOLS WHO RAID THE CONVENIENCE STORE” AIRED BUT LOOK WONYOUNG STEALING CHOCOLATES FOR Y/N

“you're mc-ing with yang jungwon?!”

“like the yang jungwon from enhypen??”

“our senior performer enhypen's yang jungwon??”

an immediate sigh comes from your mouth. your group members was shocked at the fact you, a recently debuted idol, gets to mc with yang jungwon. when you got the message, you wanted to scream in happiness but also, in pain. yang jungwon was someone you thought was really cool (and handsome) back in your trainee years and you still think that now. it was a bit surreal to even think you were even breathing the same air as him.

“wonyoung texted me last night and same with our manager.” you informed your group members as calmly as possible. the butterflies in your stomach kept on spewing out the more you thought about it. a following of cheers, screaming, and laughter came from your members. as much as you laughed with them, they were a hassle. they made this a bit bigger than intended.

taking a look back at your phone, you see the texts again from both wonyoung and your manager.

YESTERDAY

this was surely going to be an experience.

once you finished doing the pre-recording for your groups’ comeback, you entered in a different waiting room. one that had none other than yang jungwon was waiting inside with the other staff members. when you opened the door, you bowed to the stylists, makeup artists, and hairstylists to avoid your attention from jungwon. all you wanted was for this to go smoothly. after all, you were still a big fan of enhypen even after debut.

“hello, you must be y/n. i’m yang jungwon from enhypen! it’s very nice to meet you.” the taller boy bowed at you at a distance. you bowed back a bit too shakily as you smiled to the boy in front of you.

“hi, yeah, i’m y/n from [group]. it’s very nice to meet you too, mr. jungwon.” the formality takes jungwon aback a bit. he laughs at it softly before speaking,

“no need for formalities. i mean we’re both ‘04 liners, correct? we should treat each other as friends, if that’s okay with you.” you nod while pursing your lips. you wanted to be respectful since jungwon was your senior but you were glad he wanted to feel more casual. on the other hand, jungwon tried his best to contain his excitement.

can i blame him though? you were amazing at singing, an even better rapper, a good dancer, really attractive and most importantly, really kind. when sunghoon first found out you were mc-ing with jungwon, he didn’t hesitate to tell him what he knew of you. jungwon remembers the entire conversation since he couldn’t wait to know even more about you. “y/n from [group]? oh she’s like wonyoung’s closest friend. she talks about her often while we’re on break. by the looks of it, y/n is super caring. wonyoung says y/n always has her back no matter what. i think wonyoung even said y/n got her flowers when she debuted in iz*one and in ive? i don’t know, i have to recheck on that but it seems like a y/n move to do.”

oh man, jungwon was hooked. talented, cute, and kind? you sparked interest in jungwon’s eyes. “is there anything else you know about her, hoon?” he asked his older friend over the phone.

“hmm, y/n apparently loves sweets, specifically chocolate. i remember wonyoung stole like seven different types of sweets, half of them were chocolate, in the waiting room and stuffed it in her bag. when i asked why she replied with ‘y/n steals gummies for me, i steal chocolate for her.’ and that’s it. don’t ask more about y/n. if you wanna be her boyfriend then just ask her questions when you meet her.”

jungwon’s eyes shot up wide. “WHAT I DON’T LIKE HER LIKE THAT.” he was glad he was only on a regular phone call with sunghoon, or else the evident redness of his cheeks would surely get screenshotted on sunghoon’s phone and passed around to the other members. jungwon didn’t like like you like that… or did he?

not so shortly after your small interaction, both your manager and (you were guessing) jungwon’s manager came into the room saying that there was only ten minutes to get changed and change your makeup. after quickly freshening up, the both of you headed towards the small stage. the nervousness flushed throughout your body. how was this going to go? how will the fans react? even with an absurd amount of thoughts in your head, you still continued.

“STARTING IN 3... 2... QUE!” the director shouted out before the red light “on air” turned on. let the show begin.

“ever-evolving k-pop! the heart of korean wave!” jungwon first starts off.

“with the world watching...” you continued the introduction.

“it's music bank live!” the two of you finished off including the cute script card peekaboo that you always enjoyed watching wonyoung do.

“hello! we're the substitute 37th music bank mcs. y/n from the girl group, [group].”

“and jungwon from the boy group, enhypen!” a subtle smile appears on jungwon's face as he turns and faces you. he was getting too giddy for his liking.

“unfortunately, jangkku will not be here tonight so, here we are!” you smile back at jungwon. he... he was really cute. his cat-like features being very pronounced when he smiled.

“please be reassured that sunghoon is still resting well and wonyoung currently has a late shoot. wonyoung will be back next week.” jungwon states to finalize the introduction. time passes as the two of you interview some of the performers. some you knew and others you didn't. it was a cool experience to meet new groups and singers. you were even going to check some out afterwards since their performance or their song was really good. nonetheless everything ended off smoothly until the outro.

“sadly enough, we will have to go. i hope everyone stays safe and warm!” jungwon says in a slightly pouty tone. he didn't want this to end. he didn't want the time with you to end. did he really just fall in love with a co-worker? yes. yes he did.

“wonie feels the same as i do!” you say without realizing what you just said. you simply said it without any thoughts before jungwon stutters out, “sorry?”

you looked at him as if he was crazy when in reality, you were. when you said “wonie”, you meant it as you were feeling sad with wonyoung. not jungwon. when you realized your mistake you immediately starting bowing saying a formal “sorry” a million times over. what was even worse was that you knew in your head this was going to be clipped on twitter. you started frantically saying how you meant it as wonyoung but jungwon has his thoughts somewhere else. his work crush basically just called him “wonie”. the endearment was stuck in his head like a flytrap. he loved it so much.

“no, it's alright! i just got confused.” jungwon coolly says before lightly patting your back. the show soon ended and once the staffs said “that's a wrap”, you dashed to your waiting room. the members already went home and started frantically text you about your little mishap, you ignored it though. to embarrassed to even speak, with one press of a button you saw your entire timeline fill with clips and comments of the accident. you wanted to drown in sorrow. your fans just had to bring up your predebut covers of enhypen's songs. this was an absolute nightmare.

jungwon felt bad. like really bad. did he embarrass you more by patting your back? he didn't even think you calling him “wonie” was that big of a deal. but even if he didn't think mind it, you did. that was the worse part. jungwon was never the type of person to allow something like this to someone's head. it then hit him. what if he got chocolate for you? sunghoon did mention that you were an avid chocolate liker, so why not? he quickly asks his manager if he could pick up two hershey's bars from a near by convenience store.

his manager's eyes shifted, “why...?” jungwon momentarily forgot he was an idol. if he said it was for you, a meeting at hybe would've been called.

“oh, sunghoon was craving mubank chocolate but there wasn't any so hershey's will do.” his manager hummed in response, seeming to buy the lie. the plan was going perfect. all he needed was a napkin, ribbon, and a pen. he was going to make you happier no matter what. was this a bit excessive? maybe.

after jungwon's manager got the chocolate, jungwon neatly folds the napkin to look like an envelope and wrote a small note inside. after taking the ribbon from a fruit basket, he ties it into a pretty bow. after finishing, he asks a staff member to give it to you. everything was perfect. he quickly packs up too and heads out the door.

a knock resonates the entire empty room. you jerk up your head and got up to open the door. “hello, ms. y/n. a special delivery.” a staff member hands two chocolate bars, your favorite brand hershey's to be exact. they quickly close the door as you sat back down to look at the chocolates.

did wonyoung send these?

the white, silk bow was tied very prettily to the dark brown contrast of the chocolate wrapper. unravelling the bow, a napkin fell. you picked up, first wanting to throw it away but, you noticed some words written inside. opening up, it presented neat handwriting that said the following.

hey y/n, that whole accident on stage shouldn't cause that big of a fuss. really, i actually thought was kinda cute. i got these (well my manager bought them) chocolate bars since i know that you like them from sunghoon (wonyoung told him). hopefully you don't mind hershey's!! once again, don't think much of it. if you don't mind i'd actually like to get to know you more. you seem really cool and sweet in like a friendly way... unless HAHAHA KIDDING I AM KIDDING. anyways here's my number if you wanna chat :) hope to hear from you soon. (xxx)-xxx-xxxx

♡ wonie (2.0)

were you dreaming? surely not. i mean it's not like the yang jungwon just called you sweet and cool, right? ��right?! he even called you cute, like indirectly of course, but still. not only that he wants to get you know you more in a more friendly way? he also placed a heart next to his name?! and not even his name, he put “wonie”. yang jungwon was going to be the death of you and you liked it. putting in jungwon's number, you hesitantly text first.

‎i guess wonyoung won’t be the only person you’ll be calling wonie from now on.

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