#kim jongin drabbles
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yandere!jongin x fem!reader || possession + dom/sub dynamics — anon || wc: 760~
— blindfolds, 'public' (you'll see), marking, dirty talk
all kinktober drabbles are smut and mature rated; if you are a minor DNI
"On your knees," his deep baritone voice echoes around the eerily quiet room and you obey quickly. Hands resting on the top of your thighs, back straight with your head lowered so you would be looking at the ground if you weren't wearing the blindfold Jongin had put on before you came here. His hand rests on the top of your head, indicating that you can raise your head, "good girl," he says as his hand caresses its way to your chin, holding it firm.
You shiver with anticipation, the room is quiet but as you begin to focus on your other senses, you can hear people breathing softly and smell the cologne in the air that mixes with Jongin's. You suddenly realise what he's got in store for you and you feel that tingle in your core as it gets wetter.
He told you that this was a punishment, that he was going to show you what happens when you allow others to stare at what is his. Yet, this feels almost like a gift.
"Can I take off the blindfold, sir?" You feel his thumb trace over your bottom lip and open your mouth, sucking on it as he pushes it in.
"It wouldn't be much of a punishment if you got to see what was happening now, would it?" You know you can't pout, it's hard to with his thumb slowly moving in and out of your mouth. "I've noticed that men love to stare at you and you seem to encourage them, don't you?" You start to shake your head but a low hum coming from Jongin stops you.
You shouldn't lie, not when he already knows the truth.
"Since you love to show off what is mine, I thought I'd make it clear that you belong to me." You shudder at the way he says that. You know you're his, there's no doubt about it but the thought of Jongin publicly proving it by fucking you in front of strangers has you slightly glad you push his buttons sometimes.
Jongin starts off slow, undressing you in front of everyone and his hands take their time to tease your nipples so they are pretty and perky, tracing calloused fingers over your hips as he pushes down your pants and panties. He has your moaning softly without doing too much more than this, knowing where every sweet spot rests because he's taken the time to learn your body well. Your hands don't touch him, he commanded you to stand there and let him play with you as he pleased.
You are the perfect submissive, trained to know when to push and when to obey.
You feel his bare chest against yours after some time and wonder when did he have time to take his shirt off? Has it been off this whole time? You gasp as his fingers find the hood of your clit and begin to play with it. "You should see their faces," Jongin breathes into your ear, your legs spreading slightly so he can dip his fingers into your soaked core. "Licking their lips, wishing they were tasting you but they can't." He nips at your earlobe and you whimper, knees shaking slightly. "Only I'm allowed."
"Only you, sir." You whisper through a moan.
"Louder." He growls, pushing two fingers in and causing your lips to part at the feeling. You repeat it louder to please him and Jongin hums, slowly fucking you with his fingers while kissing down your neck and marking you. Or, adding another mark to your already-covered skin. "Bend over for me now," here it comes, what you've been waiting for, Jongin to take you and claim you like this.
You hear him unbuckle his belt, pants rustling as they are pushed down and when he finally slides inside of you... heaven. He's fast and brutal as he fucks you, grabbing your waist and holding on tightly as he grunts out how you are his over and over again.
You're riding a high you never knew you could be on, walls clenching around him as you get closer and closer to your climax and just as you are about to tip over the edge, Jongin pulls the blindfold off.
Nothing.
He chuckles as you whine, cumming but not actually being able to enjoy it because what you thought and what was really happening was not the same. "You really think I would let anyone see you like this?" He laughs, slamming into you slightly harder. "Nobody is allowed to see what is mine. Nobody."
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D appointment • kji (pt. 1)
part two can be found here.
pairing: jongin x f!reader, fwb relationship
genre: smut 18+ MINORS DNI!!! bit of fluff if you close one eye and tilt your head
synopsis: reader leaves her friends for a last minute dick appointment with a hot man
warnings: p in v, riding, against wall, facial (kinda), oral (f receiving) multiple orgasms, cocky/sweet/mean/teasing jongin! mentions of alcohol, but no drunkenness
jongin: u busy?
you smirk at your phone and down the shot sitting in front of you. “excuse me, ladies, but duty calls,” you say to your four friends, standing up and grabbing your bag off of the back of your chair.
“no! we’ve barely done shots!” your friend sana protests, grabbing onto your hands.
you stick out your bottom lip. “sorry, bae, but i really have to go,” you say, trying to pull away.
“for the what? to do what?” she questions, frowning up at you.
you can only smirk. “jongin,” you say, booping her on the nose and then pulling yourself out of her grasp. you know it’s fucked up to leave your closest friends for a dick appointment, but worse things could definitely happen, and they have to understand—it’s not just any dick, its dick that has you walking funny the next morning. “so sorry to leave like this, but dick awaits.” you say, blowing kisses to your friends before leaving the bar, their groans and sounds of disapproval be damned.
you stand on the side of the building and call an uber that arrives quickly. you hop in the back and reply to jongins message, your nails flying over the screen.
y/n: be there in 10
the entire uber ride, you check you appearance and reapply your lipgloss. it’s not that you needed to look good for jongin, but you wanted to. and to admit, you were nervous—you were always nervous every time you met jongin, even though it was multiple times a week and you’d done thing more than ten times so far. you meet him mostly at night, sometimes during the day, never in the morning, but always after 12pm. but you still managed to get jittery beforehand.
the uber pulls up to his apartment building, and you thank them and get out. you attempt to pull down your tiny poster girl dress, but it just slides back up as you walk over to the door and buzz his apartment. “y/n, is that you?” his voice asks through the intercom.
“yes. let me in, it’s cold,” you say, but there’s barely a breeze. the buzzer pops and you quickly enter the building and make your way to the elevator. the ride is quick, him only living on the third floor, and the walk is even shorter.
you knock and a few seconds later, he answers the door, in a white tank top, jeans, and hat. “hi,” you say, giving him a quick hug as you walk in.
“you look nice—what do you want to call this? is this a dress?” he asks, loosely holding your hand as his eyes roam over your figure.
“mhm,” you say, looking up at him. he licks his lips and raises his eyebrows.
“you always dress like this when you go out? or is this just for me?” he asks mockingly and your roll your eyes, spinning around on your toes to look at him. he can’t help but drop his gaze to your chest, where three giant cut outs expose your chest and the fact that you’re not wearing a bra.
“does it matter?” you ask, gently pushing his chin upwards. jongin looks you in the eye and nudges you against the all before dropping to his knees in front of you.
“guess not,” he says, pushing your dress up so it bunches around your waist. you sigh and mold your back against the wall, butterflies of anticipation in your stomach as he presses his fingers against your core, the material sticking to you for a bit. jongin wastes no time helping you out of them before dragging two fingers through your slit, and then pushing them inside you.
you sigh and brace yourself against the wall, looking down at him and biting your bottom lip. before you know it, his fingers are replaced with his mouth and you gasp, throwing a hand over your mouth and tilting your head back.
jongin licks and sucks, pressing his tongue into your hole. you drop the hand from your mouth push his hat off, tangling your hands in his hair. you pull at his roots, moaning out his name. you make the mistake of looking down at him, seeing as he’s already looking up at you, his eyes wide. your mouth falls open and you can feel him smirk against you. “j-jongin,” you pant, putting a leg on his shoulder.
he flicks his tongue against your clit and your vision goes spotty for a second. jongin feels your body tense and continues his ministrations, adding his fingers to the mix to push you over the edge. but he doesn’t let you get all of the way there, pulling away when your vision starts to blur just the way you like, and your legs feel weak.
it’s rude, and you gasp in horror. “fuck you! i was close!” you cry, your eyes never leaving him as he stands up and unzips his pants. you frustratedly put your hand between your legs, trying to get yourself off but you know that it’s not going to work since he’s already been down there, and it’s his and his mouth that you want.
“were you?” he asks, removing your hand from in between your legs and turning you around, pressing you into the wall. you close your eyes and put an arch in your back, waiting for him to push himself in. because he’s sweet, he doesn’t waste your time and pushes himself in with a grunt.
“oh, jongin!” you mewl, meeting his thrusts as he rocks his hips into you. he grips your hips tightly, giving himself more leverage with fucking into you.
“best pussy i’ve ever had, fuck,” he groans into your ear, slipping a hand between to the front of you to rub at your clit. you arch your back deeper at his words, reveling in the feeling of his hips slapping against your backside. the curve in his dick his that spot nicely, and has you seeing stars. “shit, y/n.” he says, rubbing on your clit faster.
he pounds into you, your cheek smooshing against the wall. your mouth is permanently dropped open, only sound you emit being breathy moans and his name. you lift one of your legs, that earlier feeling coming back into the pit of your stomach. jongin catches your leg, holding it up and widening his stance so he can get you back to the place he rudely took away from you.
“jongin, please, i’m c-close!” you beg, your chest heaving up and down as you feel yourself getting closer and closer. he’s nice, always has been to you, so he speeds up his thrusts. “shit, shit!” you cry out, that euphoric feeling washing over you as you release onto him.
“that’s right,” he grunts, still pounding into you, holding you securely around the waist with one arm while the other gropes your chest. “cum all over this dick, y/n. it’s yours.” jongin kisses your neck, his thrusts getting shallower as he feels himself getting closer. you shake in his grasp, the feeling too much, and you’re grateful when he pulls out and cums on your ass, his voice low as he curses.
“is your face okay?” he asks when you both take a moment to catch your breath. you face him and he turns the cheek that was pressed against the wall towards him. it’s red, but it doesn’t look like any real damage was done. “does it hurt?” he asks, dragging his finger tips across it lightly.
you shake your head and pull him close to you. “good. sorry ‘bout it,” he says, giving your cheek a kiss and then pressing one on your lips. you wrap your arms around his neck and let your mini make out session last a bit longer.
but jongins hard member rests heavily against your thigh, and you still have enough energy for another round. so he puts his hands underneath your ass and hoists you up, sliding into you easily. his strength and frame are contradicting. he’s skinny, as are his arms, so when you met him and agreed to start fooling around, you weren’t sure about wall sex, or even riding him, the fear of being dropped or hurting him too prevalent, until one night he told you stop bullshitting and showed you how much a skinny guy could do.
“fuck, jongin, you feel so good!” you hold onto his shoulders, grabbing at the hair at the nape of his neck. he concentrates on fucking you deep, his stamina decreasing quicker than he really intended. you can tell, so you say, “is that all you got?” yanking at his hair.
jongin looks up at you with a face that says i’m giving you EVERYTHING, but slides you down the wall and starts driving his hips upward, hitting that perfect spot again and making you scream out his name. “this enough for you?” he grunts, his hands holding onto you right enough to leave marks. “fuck, y/n. i need you to come.” he groans, licking his lips and squeezing his eyes shut as he tries to hold himself back from coming before you.
you push his hair out of his eyes and rub on your swollen clit with your fingers. it doesn’t take much, between your rubbing and his thrusting, to make you reach your climax, it springing on you quicker than you had anticipated. it’s not as intense as the first, but you can’t feel your legs.
jongin quickly sets you down and you fall to your knees, your legs too weak to hold you up at the moment. “open,” he says, his dick in front of his face as he pumps his hand up and down.
you do as asked, your mouth wide open and ready to take whatever he gives you. ropes of his cum land on your tongue and you keep your mouth open until he’s done. you swallow, keeping your eyes on him, and he breathes heavily as he watches you. jongin never made you swallow, and didn’t feel any type of way when you spit the first time you gave him head. but ever since the first time you swallowed his cum, he’s found a new kink for it. he likes watching you do it, it turns him on every time.
jongin helps you up onto shaky legs, one of his hands on the small of your back. “i’m not done with you yet,” he says, looking down into your eyes.
“i’m tired!” you whine, holding onto him. he shrugs and you pout, hoping it’ll change his mind.
“nah, you were talking shit to me. it’s your turn to prove yourself, ms. ‘is that all you got?’,” he says, slapping your ass. you only frown up at him and he gives you a shit eating grin. “let me see your foot.” he says, and you lift your leg up, holding onto him tightly as you wobble standing on one foot.
he puts your leg on his knee and unbuckles your heels for you. it’s weirdly intimate, and you ignore the pang in your heart as he gently pulls off your shoes, holding onto your ankle delicately. “thank you,” you say, wiggling your toes.
jongin nods and pull you close to him by the ass. he looks down into your eyes, and you feel like exposed under his gaze so you quickly close the distance between you and slide s hand up the back of his tank top. “you’re not getting out of this,” he mumbles against you, pulling away to raise an eyebrow at you.
“my legs hurt,” you say as he walks you backwards to the living room.
“aw,” he says, not a hint of sincerity in his voice. while he was sweet, he can still get competitive (and mean). jongin takes a seat on the couch and beckons you toward him, spreading his legs wide and holding onto the base of his dick.
you sigh and pull your dress off the rest of the way, and let it fall to the floor. you ignore jongins piercing gaze as his eyes roam over your naked body, and lower yourself onto his lap. you lift your hips up so you can slide him in, and your lips part as you take him from this angle.
letting out a breath, you sink lower onto him, holding onto his shoulders for support. “you’re moving awfully slow,” he says, pulling your hair.
“shut up,” you say, starting to move up and down on him. he rolls his eyes and laces his hands behind his head, looking at you lazily. “take this off.” you whine, pulling at his tank top. he obliges, and you rest your hands on his bare chest as you start to pick up the pace.
but your legs start to burn as quickly as you start, and after a few minutes, you’re practically just sitting on him, your chest pressed against his. “that’s all you got for me? you dont like me anymore?” he asks, holding you by the neck.
you shake your head. “my legs hurt!” you complain, grinding down on him. it only feels good for you, and you both know it, so he lets you do it for awhile longer before he gets tired.
“and you had the nerve to talk shit to me, but you can’t even ride me for longer than a minute,” he says, thrusting up into you harshly. you curse and try to match his pace with your own hips, but he quickly shuts that down. “you just sit there and let me take care of you.” he grunts, basically granting you to be a pillow princess for the rest of the night.
jongin keeps true to his word and manually bounces you on him, and soon you’re both cumming for the third time tonight. he proves to be officially worn out when even his arms can’t hold you much longer, and he melts into the couch.
you kiss his cheek before pulling yourself off of him, and grab your dress. you pull it on and walk down the hall to retrieve your underwear and the rest of his clothes. “you want me to drive you home?” he asks when you hand him his bottoms.
“please?” you ask, pulling on your underwear. you can’t help but collapse onto the couch, your body exhausted.
he looks down at you as he stands up to pull on his jeans, his eyebrows furrowed. “why are you resting when i did all the work?” he asks. you flip him off and he smiles.
“shut up, you didn’t even do much,” you lie. he scoffs and shakes his head at you.
“oh jongin, jongin, fuck me jongin!” he mocks, imitating how he thinks you sound.
you roll your eyes, but your cheeks burn in embarrassment. “you can make fun of me all you want, but i’m the best pussy you’ve ever had,” you say, standing up from the couch and pointedly looking him in the eye.
jongin doesn’t argue or deny you statement, just smiles to himself and watches you as you put on your heels. you can feel his eyes on you, so you don’t turn around when you ask him if he’s ready to drop you off.
he grabs his keys and jacket and you two exit his apartment. jongin wraps an arm around your waist, surprising you. “you look like bambi right now,” he says, glancing down at you.
all you can do is blush and lean into him, enjoying his embrace. you guys make it down to the lobby after a short elevator ride, and go out to the parking garage to get into his BMW.
the drive is short, and you guys make small talk the entire time. he pulls up in front of your condo quicker than you thought, and you unbuckle your seatbelt.
you open the door, ready to get out, but he stops you. “come here,” he says, pulling you back to him. you’re confused, and become even more shocked when he plants a goodnight kiss on your lips. you guys rarely kiss outside of hooking up, and when you part ways, it’s just a goodbye hug, or nothing but words.
pulling back, you’re a bit stunned but find the words to say goodnight, and your legs to let you out. you expect him to drive away when you step out of the car, but instead he waits for you to unlock your door, and honks once, as if to say goodbye, before he speeds off.
he’s just full of surprises.
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[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : KAI / KIM JONG-IN
CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Going Live > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kisses #1 > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sweet Cherry ft. Taemin > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Home Alone > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dumbification/Degradation > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Confession > </ M ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Play Time > </ M ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Barista Boy > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Sehun > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Martymachlia > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Incubus > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀We Found Love > </ ✰ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Heat Wave > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sleepy S*x > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Daddy > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dirty > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Flirty Drunk > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Watching Jongin Masturb*te > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Too Hot to Handle > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sinner > </ ♧ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kim Jongin as a Boyfriend > </ M ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dad EXO Headcanon: A-Z > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀6:51 AM > </ ✰ ⚘ >
Updated [ 2023 - July - 16 ]
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REGRETS | JJK
Pairing : Jungkook x reader (f)
Genre : angst, breakup drabble?!
Warnings : tbh none, it's angsty...... ( we have a special guest here btw. Lol!!)
" So this is it then? " You nodded your head with tears filling your eyes.
" It is... I never meant to hurt you y/n." He swore and his doe eyes widened when he heard you sob.
" But you did. You did jungkook. " You whispered.
A/N 1- I can not pin point the emotions I feel towards jk here. He lost something very dearly to him just because of his immature behavior.
You noticed how things changed from the beginning, a part of you had always known that the relationship with jeon jungkook was meant to doom. You ignored the nagging voice inside your head telling you that he would never love you as much as you love him.
He would never reciprocate the feelings. He gave you hope even when he knew he would never keep his promises. He made you laugh like no one else did. He had a soothing scent that felt like home to you.
He ran to you whenever he needed a shoulder to cry on but never comforted you in your lowest days. But you didn't dwell on that too much. His eyes held those sparkling glint which you admired the most. He looked so innocent, so pure when he asked you to stay with him. He promised you that he would never leave you and you believed him. You were happy and so you thought that maybe... Maybe you are enough for him just like he's enough for you. But you were wrong, you never were enough for him.
How could you be enough for him when he never gave you his heart? He gave his heart to someone long ago! And he just needed someone in the meantime to hang on. Someone he could escape to, someone who would love him in the meantime. And you naively thought that he wouldn't go back to the same person who wounded his heart so bad. You never thought that he would grab the opportunity of going back to that same person. You never thought that he could use you so damn well.
" You'll never come back. Right? " You asked quietly. he stopped dragging his suitcase towards the door.
He didn't speak for a second and somehow he looked guilty. Maybe guilty for leaving you alone, maybe guilty for using you and your love. Maybe... Maybe...
He bit his lower lip and shook his head. " Y/n...you know I can't. I-"
" So this is it then? " You nodded your head with tears filling your eyes.
" It is... I never meant to hurt you y/n." He swore and his doe eyes widened when he heard you sob.
" But you did. You did jungkook. " You whispered.
" No. " He said firmly and came where you were sitting. He didn't sit beside you on the sofa, but on his knees while holding your hands softly. Making you look at him, you still found him soft. " You know y/n I would never hurt you, it's the least I would do. If I had met you first I thi-. "
" So just because you met her first you'll leave me.? " You pulled your hands back looking at him in disbelief.
" No, I didn't mean that y/n list-. " He furrowed his brows and tried to hold your hands again but you didn't give him your hand this time.
" You forgot how she cheated on you gguk? Not once, not twice but for three freaking months. Even when she met you first she couldn't keep you happy. I was the one who held you when you cried jungkook. " Your tone was harsher this time.
Jungkook's jaw clenched, he diverted his gaze and didn't respond.
" Pleas-ee gguk. Don't do this. She hurt you and you're still choosing her. Why I'm not enough gguk. Why? I gave you everything... Everything I had..... Then why are you pushing me away.? " You sobbed... It fucking aches inside your chest to see someone slipping away from your fingers. Someone whom you loved dearly.
He hugged you and you cried your heart out on his chest. He felt warm. Safe... He always felt like home to you. But probably this is the last time you're feeling him.
" I loved you y/n please don't forget that. Please don't hate me. She needs me and I-I don't- " He stuttered but you didn't let him complete and pulled back. You knew he is not in love with you anymore but hearing him say the same thing from his mouth...fucking hurts. And He has told you this stupid reason a thousand times.
" Please jungkook. I love you. Please do not choose her over me. Please stay we can sort-. " You were babbling and he cut you in between shaking his head in a no.
" I would never forget what you did for me. " He walked back a few steps.
" Please... " You begged, your voice was shaking by now.
" I know you'll be happy y/n. You are strong you'll move on. " He tried to console you but you were tired, exhausted from his fake hopes and intentions.
" STOP! Fuck you, Jeon. " You screamed and started smacking his chest so hard that you were sure that your wrist would hurt later on. He didn't budge, letting you do it because he knew he hurt you real bad this time. This situation broke you, said the unsaid things, he thought you weren't worth fighting for.
Your tears slowly slowed and faded, you regained your sense and walked away from him. Suddenly his presence was making you nauseous.
" Fine. Be happy with her and don't you dare take your ass back here when she fucks with you again jungkook. " You spoke coldly not even looking in his direction.
" Y/n don't do this. You're angry and don't hate me please. " Jungkook again walked towards you and tried touching your cheeks.
" No... This is over. This is it. You said yourself. " You smacked his hand harshly and your tone was getting cold.
Jungkook looked defeated, frustrated, and more like guilty. " I can ask yoongi hyung to- "
" I don't need your friends to watch my back when you were the one who stabbed me there. " You gritted your teeth. You realized your voice was way harsh when he flinched.
" You said this is over. So leave.! " You said showing him the direction towards the door.
" Y/n, please. " He again tried to speak but this time you aren't having his shits.
" Get out of my house Jungkook-shii. " You said plainly and he nodded accepting his defeat.
You watched him walking, grabbing his things, and moving out of your house.
your body had switched to autopilot, feeling numb as you laid on your bed. Thinking about what could go wrong. you were feeling drained as you stared at your ceiling. Slowly sobs left from your mouth as the realization hit you.....there's no more love, no more jungkook,s presence, no more his face would be the first thing you'll see in the morning. No one to call yours.
You shifted around your bed and found a photo frame of yours and jungkooks on the nightstand. It was a candid shot....your favorite one.....he looked so happy around you in that picture and you were staring at him lovingly. Jungkook didn't know the photo was being clicked, neither you did. You know it'll be hard to move on but you can't sit and grief over a person who didn't even fought for you. Who didn't gave a second thought before leaving you behind?
later you thought of asking for a transfer from your superior, maybe moving onto a new place would help you move on. You had skills, a talent so you'll be able to survive. You had no friends no family to start with...not even jungkook's. Indeed they were great guys but they didn't contact you after jungkook left. And that's when you realized that they never considered you in their group....just an outsider...a stranger. You never fitted between them and that proved jungkook's theory of not choosing you. His friends only tolerated you because of him. you never belonged there.
After a few days, your transfer request was accepted and you were all ready to leave the past and move on to a new city, a new place. You still got those flashbacks of jungkook's memory but you didn't dwell on that too much. It wasn't the time to grieve and cry over him but to let go. It was time to let go of those hurtful memories.
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" why isn't she here yet? " Jimin asked irritatingly.
" patience isn't your thing Jimin. Is it? " yoongi replied as he sipped on his drink.
" no, it isn't. Our precious jiminie can't be patient for too long. " Taehyung teased Jimin as Jimin scowled.
" she'll be here soon. " Namjoon replied as he looked towards the door waiting for someone to enter.
It was almost four years to the day you left everything behind. They didn't contact you because of jungkook and when jungkook realized that he did mess up big he came back searching for you, only to find that you were gone.
He never thought that you would leave. You didn't have any close friends just your colleagues who didn't tell jungkook where you went because...let's just say that you asked for a favor for the first time and they did help you. You changed your number, your bank account, you weren't active on social media either so it took time to track you down.
" Are you sure she wants to see us.? " hoseok asked frowning in confusion. Because no one would call them great friends on your part.
"I don't think so. We did her wrong and we didn't even meet her because kook told us not to. Her heart was broken so I guess she did the right thing " jin replied walking towards the crowd.
" Hyung is right. I don't even know why jungkook is so reluctant on meeting her. She probably hates him and us. " Jimin stated the facts while trying to find jungkook in the crowd.
Just after that, you entered the ballroom like a cinderella indeed. almost every head turned towards you. You were beautiful as always in that baby blue gown and a soft and calming smile rested on your lips. You looked younger than before. You felt everyone's every on you and it made you nervous. But you didn't mind that much and walked towards the center. The waiter gave you champagne and you thanked him.
" wow...she looks - " taehyung gaped at your sight
" happy. " namjoon interrupted in between completing his sentence.
You sipped on your drink as you glanced around, several eyes were on you. It made your ears turn red. You were not a big fan of crowds and today you were the center of it. You just wanted to turn your back and hide in your cozy apartment. as you turned around you gasped...eyes widened as you saw who was standing in front of you.......
The sight in front of you froze you. You never expected to see the same pair of eyes again. Jungkook looked more manly and good in his fitted black suit and eyebrow piercing. He looked good there was no doubt in it, but what more shocked you was that how was this possible? how can he be here?
" you look beautiful y/n," he spoke with a small smile on his face and sparkles in his eyes.
Suddenly you felt at the loss of words. All the old memories, emotions flooded back making you nauseous. You could've done anything everything for him if he asked you to. But that was all in past, you've moved on. or maybe not.
" What are you doing here. ? " you replied as your grip on the glass tightened.
" I came to see you," he answered. Honestly.
" well I don't want to so please if you'll excuse me," you spoke coldly as anger erupted inside you.
He shook his head in a no as you were about to walk away. He almost held your hands softly to stop you. You pulled your hands away and frowned.
" It's just not..me...everyone's here..to see you. " His voice was rather soft as he gave you a piece of new information.
" look you need to leave...all of you." you gritted your teeth as he mentioned everyone. Why are he and everyone even here after so long? that makes no sense.
" We just got here y/n..and it's been- " Jungkook tried convincing you but he frowned when you didn't let him speak.
" Yes, it's been four years...four fucking years...jungkook...And I don't want to have any sort contact with you jungkook so please leave. " You snapped raising your voice by now.
Jungkook frowned as you dodged his advances. He still thought you're the same lovesick puppy who'll listen to everything he'll say. " You aren't going to give me a chance to even explain myself? " He said coming closer.
" What chance.? What chance are you talking about Jeon? You left me. That's it. End of the story. " You answered.
" I left I know... But.. I came back but you weren't their baby. Please listen-" His eyes showed some emotion. Which honestly you didn't want to acknowledge.
" I don't care. You have to leave jungkook, please. " You said softly as you don't want to make a scene here.
" Please y/n.....just 5 minutes please.? " Jungkook begged through his doe eyes. Years ago you would've done anything to take that pain away from his eyes but today you felt like you didn't care anymore. It's not your business.
" Jungkook no. Leave. " Your voice was Stern. That's it you won't entertain him anymore.
" Just a dance at least? Please-" He cupped your cheeks softly as you struggled with your inner turmoil.
"Jung-" You were about to say something but then he spoke again.
" I made a mistake I know let me -"
" Excuse me?..... Mind if I say something? " A deep voice cut in between taking both of your attention towards the voice.
Jungkook glared at the person and his displeasure was written on his face. " Yes. We aren't done talking yet. " Jungkook spat harshly.
" Jungkook. " You warned him.
" Oh is he jungkook?. " The same person spoke questioning you.
" I don't know you. So please excuse us. " Jungkook spoke as he glared at the person.
" Jungkook... Meet him. Kim Jongin. My fiance. " You introduced.
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Kisses #1
pairing: Jongin x reader
genres: pure fluff(this close to crying while writing... been months since I am satisfied with my fluff writing..MONTHS), friends to lovers
inspiration: Jongin and list of kisses I found on pinterest.
Jongin is a ray of sunshine. This sentence falls short before his warmth embrace, beaming grin, shiny eyes and lively aura. Like the sun rarely appearing in winter, gravitating every human to animal, to be under his rays, Jongin grabs everyone’s attention as he struts in the college campus.
And I, a weakling just like everyone else, finds my steps leading towards him. Trying to snatch a piece of his attention, bask in his presence and have my own epiphany. The worst thing about having him as a friend is staying stuck in that position for a long long time.
Sometimes in the middle of the night when our phone conversations turn deep, sharing our innermost conflicts and pains I wonder if we weren’t grouped for a project would it be any different? Would he have seen me as a girl instead of his friend who needs help in everything? Would I be in the mainstream rather than a sideline?
“Where are you lost?” Jongin snaps his fingers at my face breaking me out of my thoughts, more like obsession. “Lost in that pretty mind of yours?” His brown eyes shine under the direct stream of sunlight, bringing out the honey shade and oozing out the warmth. Dressed in a hoodie, his hair a mess from constantly pulling up the hoodie cap and removing it, his familiar perfume makes it hard not to fall for him a little harder everyday.
“Nothing.” I push his hand off my face, slowly reeling my chair little by little away from his. “Thinking about the assignment.”
He nods understandingly, folding his arms across his chest. The movement brings out the firmness of his chest, broadness of it and the many nights I spent wondering how it would be laying on his chest.
“It's a difficult one.” He ponders, zoning off into the high walls of the library. “Maybe our procedure is wrong and we have to tackle it using a different method?”
“Yeah.” I don’t even remember the question but whatever gets him off me helps. One thing about knowing Jongin for so long is, he won’t let go until I dish out all of my worries that are disturbing my peace. I had to come up with a hundred lies to just cover my one truth. That is, I am slowly falling in love with him. “Maybe.”
He rests his arm on the back of my seat, rolling me towards him. “I don’t feel like studying.” He mumbles, his face a few inches away from mine as he looms over me. “Can we go out?” His eyes run across my face with hope. “Please?”
My cold heart comes alive, beating louder, faster. He is so close, his lips just a breath away. What if I lean in and get a taste of the forbidden lips. Is the pain worth the taste? My heart whispers a yes, while my mind is hyperventilating on how he isn’t interested in me as a lover and just sees me as one of his boys. Having him around is far better than getting shut by a mere kiss.
But the heart screams yes when his eyes dip to my lips for a fraction of a second. Almost as if it never happened. I lean in, pressing my lips onto his soft, full lips. My heart leaps out of my chest, my fingers curl into fists on my lap and my brain is void of any thoughts. His lips are more than what I thought of, softer than a baby skin and bringing the storm and peace at once.
I move back from his lips, his taste lingering on mine and I pick up the courage to look at his face. His eyes are closed, his breathing uneven, lips shiny from my lip balm and parted. Slowly he opens his eyes, watching me intently. I wait for him to leave with a disappointed look and saying he didn’t expect this from me. His eyes trail to my cheeks, the strand of hair falling on my face and then pauses on my lips for a long time. His arm around my chair drags me closer to him, my knee pressing into his thigh, and another arm hesitantly lying on top of my thigh.
He sucks in a breath and leans in, kissing me. I gasp, this can’t be happening. Does he.. does he see me as a girl? He presses his lips harder, his eyebrows scrunched in the middle, eyes closed. I arch to his height, sitting straighter in greed to get more of him. His hand holds my neck as he moves his lips in a slow rhythm. He grips my thigh, leaning in, sucking my lower lip and holding me in place holding my neck. The moment prolongs for a minute, I press his hand and he breaks the kiss, letting me breathe.
He brushes his nose against mine, watching my expression. A slow shy smile spreads across his lips, he rubs his thumb over my heated cheeks. Pecking my lips one more time, he leans back in his chair spreading his arms and throws back his head grinning. “Shit.”
What should I do now? Talk about it or go about it as if the kiss never happened? But his swollen lips and shine on it tells another story. How can I pretend when—
“Let’s go.” He packs his bag and also mine within seconds, holding out his hand for me.
I hold his hand, his hand completely engulfing mine. My steps falter, hair on my neck standing. Every single student’s eyes are on us. My heart drops to my stomach, he is Jongin of course everyone’s attention will be on him but the amount of hate, jealousy and smirks we are receiving is overwhelming.
He grips on my hand, “what do you want to eat?”
“Anything is good with me.” I reply, wanting to get out of here as soon as I can.
“Okay.” He swings our intertwined hands and hums through our entire walk and even till reaching the fast food center. And his beaming smile? It never fades, instead it got brighter.
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Sinner
Genre(s): Angst
Pairing: Kai x Reader
Word Count: 500
oh you've been endless about him. imagined him breaking your heart thousands of times, but never thought it would've happened.
his hands wrap tightly around your wrists, pressing them into the mattress as he slides up your prone body. your skin erupts in goosebumps where his hair grazes you, in the wake of his breath.
"look at me," he whispers.
you laugh and close your eyes, letting your head fall to the side.
heat blooms against your sternum. your eyes flick open and down. his lips have branded you there. he licks his lips and stares down at you.
"i'm sorry."
"shut up."
"i'll make you love me again."
"i never did."
he smiles sadly.
"liar."
his fingers move in patterns along your body, mapping all your conquered spaces. you can anticipate his moves, the pressure of his fingertips, the way they dig in around your hips and splay against your rib cage. you want to scream that this isn't right. it shouldn't be.
for all the reasons you weren't supposed to love him. for pretending this was something. for the husks of promises he left behind. because he said he'd make you love him again and not that he'd love you back.
yes, once upon a time, you mistook kim kai's black hole for safe orbit.
at last, his hand comes to rest against your chest, that last remaining ocean. he bends down to press his head into his upturned palm.
"forgive me." his voice is wet and whispery. "please, don't go, please please don't go." he clutches your hands and drags them to his lips, prays over them again again again until the words are light enough to sieve through your fingers. air with no substance. but they sink into you like a weight, the reminder heavy and insistent.
it hurts. you quake, and suddenly he is holding you while you cry, through the bucking, the anger. the loneliness that goes on and on.
you feel incandescent. he's crying as if he's hurt. but who did this? who?? you've never loved anyone so much. it's all his fault, so how can you ache for him like this when you're already in such pain? how can you bear it? wanting to stay with him, to break the glass-like distance between your two bodies knowing that the loneliness will persist, will lay with you in his arms, stay there like this, suffocating you even now as you touch.
when you pull away, the gulf between you is already so vast even though you are close enough to kiss him. you see it in his eyes. that he's already registered what's happening. "please..." he says one more time.
you slip away from him, slowly pulling on your clothes. you leave him there on the bed. he watches you leave, red-eyed and immobile. it feels as if the very room is holding its breath. like night encroaching on the sun, the door closes in on him until he is just a sliver, an eye, the corner of a mouth. a possibility.
you shut the door and lock yourself in.
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A/N: Inspired, of course, by Kai's Sinner. Thank you for reading! 🌹
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Reassurance - Kai (Jongin)
You're being stupid. That's what you keep telling yourself. Kai is an idol, sometimes he is going to be around female idols, he is going to do dance challenges with them or talk to them, he can't exactly snub them. You couldn't help but compare yourself to them though. You trusted Kai, you really did, but sometimes, when your mental health was bad and the insecurities kicked in, you felt like he could do better than you.
When you were next with Kai, you were so stuck in your head about everything he noticed how distant you were being.
"Jagi?" he asked you, when you made no reaction to his hand on your thigh as you sat together on the sofa.
You simply hummed in response.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," you answered, far too quickly for it to be the truth.
"Come on, something's bothering you," he said giving you a little nudge.
"I don't want to talk about it," you replied, bluntly.
"I just want to help," he continued.
"Jongin, let it go," you snapped.
"Fine," he muttered, moving away to sit on the other end of the chair to you.
"Talking about it will just upset me, so I don't want to right now, you don't have to be like that."
"You don't have to snap at your boyfriend when he's trying to help."
You let out a frustrated sigh. "Don't try and guilt trip me."
"What can't you talk to me about? Am I the problem? Because if I am that's more reason to talk to me," he continued.
"No, not exactly-"
"Yah! What do you mean not exactly?"
"See this is why I didn't want to talk about it."
Kai stood then and moved in front of you, making sure you couldn't look away from him. "What did I do?"
"Nothing."
"Then what did 'not exactly' mean?"
You hesitated then. He clearly wasn't going to drop it, so you were trying to work out how to put your feelings into words.
"Y/n?" he questioned.
"I don't like seeing you with other women," you rushed out, before realising how that sounded. "Wait- no, that didn't-"
"Because you don't trust me?"
"That's not what I meant. I just think- It's hard for me seeing you with these beautiful idols, when I'm- me."
"You think I'd cheat on you?" he questioned in an accusatory tone.
"No! It's not about you-" Your voice raised as you spoke.
"Then what is it about?"
"If you calm down and let me get my words out..."
"You didn't even want to talk to me a second ago."
"I can't talk to you when you're like this," you said, your tone dropping as you stood to head to the door.
Kai stayed stationary for a moment as pulled your shoes on. Before you had a chance to gather up your things though, he was next to you holding your bag. The two of you just stood looking at each other in silence briefly.
"What's wrong?" he asked again, his voice now much softer.
"It's not that I think you would cheat. It's that I believe you'd be better off with one of them. I look at myself and then these gorgeous women you're surrounded by in your working life and I can't compare. I don't feel like I deserve to be with you."
"Jagiya," he let out in a whisper.
You sniffed as the emotions started to hit you. "And this is why I didn't want to talk about," you managed to say as your voice broke.
Immediately, you were engulfed in your boyfriends arms as you broke down.
"I love you," he mumbled as he pressed small kisses in to your hair. "I love you, and I'll keep saying it until all those thoughts leave."
You just held onto him tighter as he spoke, giving you the reassurance you so clearly needed in the moment.
"Anytime you feel this, you tell me. Even if I'm not with you and you've seen something, some video online, and it makes you uncomfortable, call me. I will remind you that you are the one I will always choose, ok?"
All you could do was nod.
"Do you want to take your shoes off and come back in?"
You nodded again.
Kai's chest vibrated against you as he laughed. "You need to let go then."
This time you shook your head and snuggled further into him, if that was even possible. With another laugh at your cuteness, Kai squeezed you back, content just to hold you until you were ready.
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Flirty Drunk ~ Kim Jongin
A sigh came from you as you looked between Sehun and Chanyeol as they struggled to hold Jongin up in their arms. You could tell from his expression straight away that he had had far too much to drink, unable to stand on his own two feet, eyes lost in all sorts of directions.
You took a step back as the two boys tried to get Jongin through the front door, carrying him through and into your living room. With a thud, Jongin crashed down on the sofa with a groan, already feeling his head start to hurt.
“We told him to stop, but he didn’t listen,” Chanyeol told you as they both stepped back from where Jongin was. “For some reason he spent most of the night asking where you were and why you hadn’t shown up when you said that you’d be at the party.”
“We tried to tell him that you were busy,” Sehun added, “but try talking to him in this state and making sure that he listens.”
Your head nodded understandingly as you watched Jongin roll around on the sofa to get comfortable. You weren’t quite sure what you were going to do with him, knowing that it would only lead to one thing in the morning, and that was trouble.
“I’m home, does that mean Y/N’s here?” Jongin asked the two boys as he began to figure out where he was. Chanyeol nodded back at Jongin whilst Sehun looked across at you with a shrug of his shoulders.
A weak smile formed on his face, “I don’t think he’s going to be wanting us anymore, I think he’s all yours from now on.”
“What am I supposed to do?” You frowned back at them both, “there’s no way that I’m ever going to be able to get him up the stairs and into bed when he’s like this, it’s just impossible.”
“Leave him on the sofa,” Chanyeol joked as the boys started heading for the door, “it’s probably the least that he deserves after tonight.”
You smiled back at them both as they left your apartment before turning your attention to Jongin. As soon as you walked towards him, his eyes lit up, sitting himself up on the sofa as he realised who it was that was walking towards him.
“Hey good looking,” Jongin giggled, tapping the space that was bedside him on the sofa. “I missed you so much, parties are never the same without you.”
Before you even had the chance to sit, Jongin collapsed down and rested himself against your shoulder. His hand grabbed at your arm and moved it to drape across his shoulders, keeping a tight grip on him to make sure that you couldn’t possibly move your arm away from him too.
“None of the people at the party were as pretty as you, they didn’t even come close.”
A chuckle came from you as Jongin continued to mumble to himself, not really realising what it was that he was saying. You were very aware as to what he was saying though, stunned by how adoring he suddenly was towards you.
His voice continued to trail off before suddenly picking back up as he realised what it was that he was saying. The only moment when Jongin felt silent, was when at last he turned to face you, the smile on his face immediately turning up.
“Wow,” he whispered to himself as his hazy eyes studied you closely, “how did I get lucky enough to get to be with you Y/N?”
“I don’t know,” you laughed, unsure as to what to say in reply to Jongin, “but I hope that you remember asking this in the morning.”
“The morning?” He asked you, glancing across at the clock, “it already is the morning, silly, they cheered at the party for midnight.”
It was the last thing that Jongin told you that night as before you knew it, he was asleep on your shoulder, with no sign of seeming as if he was going to wake himself up anytime soon either.
Somehow you managed to do enough to make Jongin comfortable on the sofa, hoping that he would at least wake up without screaming about the hangover that he was experiencing with everything that you had left out for him.
You managed to sleep upstairs for a while, but with Jongin downstairs, you couldn’t rest for long, worrying too much about how he would be feeling, or if he would be sleeping.
You weren’t surprised when you headed downstairs early the following morning to see Jongin already awake. He was sat up on the sofa with his head in his hands, flinching even just at the sound of the stairs creaking as you made your way down them.
“I just want silence,” Jongin told you as you moved to sit on the arm of the sofa.
“That’s funny, because you were a right little chatterbox last night,” you informed him, watching Jongin’s eyes flicker across to look at you. “You had plenty to say about me, and how the other people at the party too.”
Jongin’s shoulders shrugged as he failed to recollect anything of what had happened the previous evening. “What did I say?” He asked, slightly anxious to know the answer, knowing exactly what he could be like.
“It’s a relief to know that you went to a party where all the girls were ugly.”
“I said that?” Jongin gasped, shaking his head at himself. “I mean they weren’t as beautiful as you, but none of them were ugly Y/N.”
The sound of your sniggers didn’t help Jongin, his face was a picture, a picture that you couldn’t wait to tease some more.
“You did mention too that you feel incredibly lucky to be able to date me too.”
“Is that the only thing that I said to you?”
“Absolutely not,” you laughed, “I think I could write a book with all of the compliments that you gave me last night.”
“I don’t remember even seeing you last night,” he admitted, letting go of a sigh.
“It’s lucky for you that I remember everything then,” you joked, sliding down the arm of the sofa so that you were sat beside Jongin. “Like how apparently you spent most of the party asking the boys for me.”
Jongin’s head tilted back shamefully, “that means that I’m never going to hear the end of that at work this week.”
“They were very disappointed to be second best to me.”
“They always are,” Jongin quickly reassured you.
Your head nodded back at Jongin as his tired eyes struggled to stay on you, not to mention the fight he had to put up against the throbbing pain in his head too.
Your hand came around him, just as it did last night, assuring him not to worry. “Did you take the tablets that I left down the side on the floor for you to take?” You asked him, only to see his head shake.
“I didn’t even notice there was anything,” he replied, peering over.
“I left water, tablets, and a fresh shirt for you to change into as I knew you’d wake up moaning about your head hurting.”
“See this, is why I compliment you so much,” Jongin told you.
“Why is it?” You asked in confusion, watching Jongin get the tablets.
His eyes widened as you innocently smiled across at him. “Because you always take care of me, and always make me feel so loved too.”
“Well, I know you’d do the same for me if I was in your position,” you responded, “your drunk self gave me plenty of laughs last night.”
“I don’t think I want to hear the rest.”
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Please come home Mr. Rover
Prompt by @archernarbeta
Kim Jongin x reader
Prompt:
You were 8 when your mother walked hand in hand with a boy, physique way older than yours.
You were 9 when he came home with bruises on his face, blacks and blues decorated his skin but all you see was his eyes, full of rage and sadness.
You were 10 when you became inseparable, with you clinging to him everywhere he went.
You were 17 when he left, his absence emptied your soul.
You were 21 when you met the wanderer, the feeling was familiar yet foreign.
What would happen to you when faith chose to take its course?
a/n: hii it’s archie! the prompt in question is currently in the works and I’m super excited to finish this fic! it’s heavily inspired by Rover and the ‘wanderer concept’, if you can’t tell duh 🙄 🤷♀️ but anyways stay tuned for now bcs I’m still figuring out the flow of the story (i suck, sorry) BUT I SWEAR I’LL FINISH ߹ᯅ߹
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Kai x Rader: diversion.
Word count: 1 095
Date of release: 8th Dec. 2022
Rating: +18 for suggestive elements (it's not smut though).
Genre: domestic fluff
Heavy drops hitting the window’s surface were what woke you up from a peaceful, afternoon nap. You stared at the window for a few long moments, still drowsy and unwilling to get up, but the rain seemed to only intensify, the wind making it hit the window with such a force that your bedroom became too noisy to sleep any further.
You sat up sleepily, blankly staring forward.
That was, when the realization suddenly hit you and you got up so fast your head spun. You ran through the hall of your house towards the living room. Your beloved sat in the couch, watching the TV without much interest in the outside world. It was when you stumbled entering the room, that he looked up and behind his shoulder, raising his eyebrow at you.
You looked to the side, through the glass door that led to the backyard, and your heart dropped.
“Jongin! Laundry!” you all but screamed, making his own eyes widen at the realization.
You ran towards the door without a second thought, running out into the backyard and towards the clothesline covered in bedsheets.
“Jongin, help me!” you yelled without turning around, frantically starting to take the things off the line. It took barely a few steps for the mud that covered the entire backyard to be all over your slippers. A single fitted sheet got tangled over your knee, making you stumble and, as a result, slip and fall butt-first onto the wet grass and soil. You turned your head, realizing that your boyfriend was walking towards you, but not as quickly as you’d like, and his lips curved into a grin at watching you make a mess out of yourself. “For god’s sake, could you hurry?”
“Babe, leave these” he called through the rain, walking towards you, about to help you get up, but you already jumped to your feet, trying to take other things off the clothesline.
“Just help me!”
“Babe, they’re already soaked, just leave them” he laughed, standing behind you and putting one hand on your wrist; the other took the already-collected sheets from your other arm and, without much care, threw them back over the line. You let out a whine of protest, but your hair already started to get soaked, and the thick water started falling into your eyes with how intense the rain was. It didn’t leave any doubt that there was no hope for the laundry, either.
“My laundry” you whimpered.
Pulling you to turn around and face him, Jongin stared down at you with his face so amused at your visible torment that you pouted, making him grin even wider, cupping your face with his hands and using his thumbs to push some wet hair strands off your cheeks.
“You’re cute when you���”
“When I what? Panic? Run? Get dirty?” He couldn’t hold back a small snort at the last one. You whined loudly. “Why didn’t you get that laundry before it got wet?” you dug a finger in his chest accusingly.
“I didn’t notice it” he shrugged, his eyes never leaving your face nor his hands not hesitating in their gentle hold. You wanted to growl at how smug he looked despite your distress.
“Now we’ll have to wash it again” you continued.
“Yes, we will.”
“That will take time.”
“So tragic.”
“Don’t make fun of me!”
His lips pressed into yours, finally silencing you, and you had to admit, it did provide comfort and relief. Your hair and clothes were soaked, just as his own. You were starting to get cold, but the action served to instantly warm you up, and so instead of freezing, you melted into the man’s touch.
The moment he moved away a bit to look at your flushed face, you parted your lips to say something more, and yet again, he didn’t hesitate before kissing you, doing his best to make you forget what you were trying to say with his hands moving down to your neck, shoulders, down your frame, resting eventually on your waist, warming up your skin there.
You sighed into the kiss, finally giving in, your own hands finding his chest and running up his silhouette to wrap around his neck. You pushed his head down and stood on your toes, motioning him to move to your neck instead, and he took the cue obediently, pressing slow, deliberate kisses down your throat and shoulder, taking note of the way your shirt stuck to your body. With how you didn’t wear a bra to sleep earlier, you became suddenly aware of your nipples, hard from the cold temperature, showing through the wet fabric. You shyly moved to cover yourself, not expecting things to go too far – but Jongin took a gentle hold of your hands, leading them back to his neck as he lowered himself, pushing his own hands under your shirt. You shivered; even despite the warmth he provided, chills ran down your body stronger with every moment you spent in the rain.
You closed your eyes dreamily when the man cupped your breasts, tenderly spoiling your skin with touches, taking his time to warm up every bit of it with slow movements. You felt the blood rush, his fingers tickled your sides slightly, making you breathe in shakily. And he worshipped your breath, every motion of your body, breath in and breath out echoing with rising and falling of your chest.
He was about to fall to his knees and start undoing your pants, when you suddenly… sneezed.
Jongin looked up at you, thoughtful expression instantly turning into the amused one from merely minutes ago.
You let out a helpless whimper, realizing you just ruined the entire mood. It only made the man laugh loudly, as he straightened himself and pressed a kiss into your forehead.
“Let’s get back” he suggested, barely restraining himself from laughing more at your annoyed expression, and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, leading you towards the glass door of your house.
You only hid face in your hands when you realized that the door had been left open and now not only the laundry, but also the living room’s floor required additional cleaning.
“It’s so much cleaning, I’m going to riot” you mumbled hopelessly.
“I know, I’ll help you.”
“Riot? Or clean?”
Jongin snorted, shaking his head. You whined dramatically yet again, at which he put his hand on top of your head, pressing yet another kiss into your cheek.
“You’re cute when…”
“When what? When I riot? Clean? Get sick?”
“When you’re yourself.”
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Hey
Congratulations on 700!!!!
For the drabble "possession" with Kai. Anything but angst please, do go with the flow!
Also I just discovered your blog and I'm extatic that you write for both monsta and exo. That's so sexy of you and I'm slowly going to read everything you got. Lol
Pairing: Kim Jongin x Fem!Reader
Rating: Fluff
Word Count: .3k
Word: possession
Masterlist | 700 Followers Post
If Jongin had to say what his favorite possession in his home was; he’d easily say his bears. His love for bears goes from clothing designs to actual teddy bears. One would say he’s obsessed. Jongin would easily reply that it’s a passion.
His home was no doubt filled with one in each room. His favorite bear would probably be the large one that sat in his living room, often keeping him company while he enjoyed nights off and the tv that blasted whatever was on.
But “is” turned to “was” when he received his mail for the day. The box was rather large, causing Jongin to raise a brow. A pickup and a shake told him that the box was light and the object inside was large enough to not bounce around the six sides of the box, but light enough not to weigh the cardboard box down.
The large box was on his couch in seconds. His attention back and forth between the box and his phone.
“Did you get it?“ The voice that broke the speaker's silence filled the room and into Jongin’s ears. He gave off a nod only realizing that his phone was set up to stare at the ceiling and not him.
“I got it.” Moving the phone so the front camera could see the box. Jongin watched as a smile flashed across her face, her eyes holding excitement as they stared at nothing but the box.
Placing the phone down in a spot where she could see him opening said box, he began working on opening it. Slowly but surely, the faint fluff of fur poked through, causing Jongin’s smile to brighten wide.
His fingers grasped the now identified bear, his smile unwavering as he glanced between the bear and his girlfriend. It was easy to catch the faint whiff of her perfume - the same perfume he tried to memorize, knowing their distance wouldn’t diminish for some time.
“Surprise, NiNi!” Jongin heard Y/N’s giggles from the phone. He knew she watched his reaction closely. His reaction would show that he was not only grateful for such a gift, but it only deepened the love he held for her.
This bear was now his favorite possession.
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demon!jongin x fem!reader || biting + edging — @soluvcore || wc: 420~
all kinktober drabbles are smut and mature rated; if you are a minor DNI
A loud moan shatters the otherwise peaceful night, teeth graze along your skin, marks left behind to remind you of the night while he plays you like an instrument, coaxing sounds from you that only he gets to hear. You're a mess, unable to think about anything other than his body pressed against yours while his fingers push inside your core and thumb circles your clit. Everything feels so good, you never want it to stop, the build-up gradual as your body begins to arch, mouth opening to say his name, to beg for release.
Until he stops.
A deep chuckle sounds from his chest as everything is removed, your climax that was so close is now slowly ebbing away while Jongin sits up to look at you. Your body is covered in his bite marks, eyes glazed over as you look up at him and he feels a sense of pride at how worked up he's managed to get you.
"You're evil," you pout. You knew that Jongin loved edging, he was very clear on that before you offered your body to him but this? This was torture.
His eyes shine with delight as he leans closer, "why thank you~" He coos, kissing you roughly before biting down on your bottom lip as he pulls away and lets go. "I do my best."
You feel him slide inside you, his cock stretching you better than his fingers ever could. You wonder if he's going to let you cum or if he's just going to torment you like this.
"Yes," he says in response to the question running through your head. He never clarifies what part of that question he was saying yes to as he starts pounding into you, making that orgasm you were losing come back so quickly. He can tell you're so close, so ready, by the way your walls around beginning to flutter around him and he grunts, knowing you'll squeeze him so tightly when you cum.
You tilt your head back, that coil in your core so tight it's going to break and that's when he finds the perfect opportunity to make you cum. Biting down on your neck, teeth nearly breaking the skin, you cry out, clenching around him as you tense up. The pain you suddenly felt pushed you over the edge into an intense amount of pleasure and God, did it feel good.
"See," Jongin grins as he continues to fuck you, watching you come down from your high. "It was worth it~"
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Day 11: Secret Santa Gift!
To: @renjuunsz
From: me! (@chicken-fifi)!
First of all, I want to wish you a very Merry Christmas 14 days early (that is if I counted correctly). I have dreamed about the turkey you described to me (and I don't like turkey very much so that says a lot). I hope you have a fantastic holiday with your friends and family and that 2023 treats you well. Please stay healthy and safe! Your gift is under the cut, I hope you like it!
Many thanks to @exols-silver-christmas for taking over this event and hosting it this year. You truly have not idea how it means to so many of us!
You groaned as you heard the crash from the living room.
“Lulu!” you heard Yixing shout followed by a soft meow from the cat in question.
Luobo and Laosan, who were resting a few feet away from where you stood hanging a stocking in the hallway, perked up at the sound of his voice, getting up and going to investigate why the typically quiet and sweet man had yelled. You joined them, deciding that you should check out the damage done to the Christmas tree the two of you had put up a few hours ago.
Laying on the floor was the tree. You thanked the heavens for deciding to get plastic ornaments but cursed yourself for not putting the ornaments higher up on the tree. Yixing was holding the culprit in his hands, face to with the cat who looked as if he could care less and be enjoying being held by his owner - at least the purs coming from him could denote that. Sighing, he turned to look at you after hearing you chuckle at him scolding the cat. The two pranced over two the tree and tapped a few of the ornaments before getting tired of them and going to Yixing’s feet and meowing up at him demanding attention.
“We’re going to need to put the tree away from all tables and furniture aren’t we,” he uttered taking a seat on the floor and allowing the cats to crawl into his lap.
“Unless we want this chaos for the rest of the month,” you huffed out as you lifted the artificial tree and moved it a ways away before sitting on the floor with him. “We could just have you dress up in that Christmas tree sweater you wore a few years back. These three wouldn’t be able to know you over.”
“I have a hat,” he mentioned. “Would that be better?”
The light crunching of snow on the dirt path under your feet. The light snow that was falling dusted the cloak that was resting your shoulders and the few strands of hair that managed to poke out from the hood of the cloak. With the village miles behind you, you were sure that you were all alone in the woods - not a single soul to be seen or heard in the forest, not a human one at least.
A twig snapped behind you, causing you to stop and turn to spot another cloaked figure a few feet away from you. Your heart - which had begun to beat erratically - calmed down as you saw the face of the man as he removed the hood of the cloak off his head.
“Baekhyun,” you sighed. “How long have you been following me?”
The man in question shuffled forward before beginning to walk side-by-side with you, “Since you left the village.”
The chatter stopped as you both walked past a gate and towards a tree that was well hidden and disguised amongst the rest. His hand touched the snowy bark and a door appeared. He pushed it open, stepping to the side and allowing you to enter. You ducked down, not wanting to hit your head on the frame as you entered, removing the cloak and hanging it on a small hooklike twig that stuck out from the wall, Baekhyun followed after you.
Now inside the warm little house, you relaxed a bit. If any of the villagers found out you were in the presence of the dreaded forest witch or sorcerer - whatever they called him this time around - you were sure you would be burned at the stake after being accused of being one of his followers.
“It’s not safe for you to go so close to the village,” you headed, watching him as he walked back from a small stove with a wooden mug, steam rising out of it. You took and smelled the tea - mint. “I told you I would come to see you.”
“I’m impatient.,” he retorted. “Besides, it’s fun seeing you walk in the snow, especially when you trip over a tree root that is very obviously in front of you.”
Your cheeks burned as you took a sip of the earthy tea.
“Just stay here with me,” he pleaded after a moment of silence. “I wouldn’t have a reason to go the village. We could be happy. Spend every winter - every season together. We’d be happy.”
You looked at him with a soft smile. The offer was tempting, but you knew they would come looking for you. The whole village knew you went into the forest frequently and suspicions about you being involved or under the spell of the witch were at an all-time high. You couldn’t risk him getting caught in the crossfire.
“Maybe one day we can do that,” you whispered. “But not now. Merry Christmas Baekhyun.”
His face fell as you rose to your feet, “Merry Christmas (y/n).”
Chanyeol’s stomach growled as he got a whiff of the turkey that was baking in the oven. You heard it from the kitchen island where you working on a pie crust for one of the three pies you’d been tasked with making by your mom as she took over the main course - the turkey that had Chanyeol drooling as he watched her baste it before closing the oven door once again.
“I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make it to dinner,” he commented, looking at you. “Can I have some of the filling?”
His hand reached out from where he sat on the bar stools on one side of the island, ready to swipe a bit of the filling. You were quick to smack his hand away from the pot, your mom hitting you at the same time.
“Let him try it,” she warned before looking at him and handing him a spoon. “Here.”
He thanked her before sending you a smirk as he took a spoonful of the filling and ate it humming delight, “It’s so good!”
You smiled, grabbed the pot and poured the filling into the pie, and began to cover it. Looking at the clock on the wall you finished crimping the edges before setting the pie aside and grabbing the next crust and filling.
“Can you fill this one for me while I go to the bathroom?” you asked Chanyeol.
He nodded and moved to where you stood as you left the kitchen. He carefully poured the filling into the pie crust before setting the pot aside and reaching for the pastry sitting on some parchment paper to cover it. Your mother came over guiding him for the first quarter or so of the pie and then letting him do the rest. He was in the middle of crimping it when you came back, waiting for him to finish.
“Thanks.”
He went to the stool and watched the two of you continue to work before asking if there was anything else he could help with - he had prepped the fruit for the filling. Your mother took a moment to think before snapping her fingers and grabbing a pot with potatoes and a masher.
“You can mash these!”
Maybe he was hoping for a food-tasting position or something, but his face fell a little before he accepted the task and began making use of his arm muscles.
Jongin walked briskly through the snowy street until he spotted the carriage he’d arrived in. With his package in hand, he got in before it began moving, heading back to the estate just outside of the town where he resided. It shouldn’t have been a long trip, but with the snow covering the roads it took a bit longer than he had anticipated, making him late for supper. You were already seated when he arrived, the dim glow from the candles on the Christmas tree you’d set up earlier that week trickling in while the rest of the dining room was lit up by other candles and a few lights.
“I take it the roads were bad?” you brought up as you began eating as soon as he grabbed his utensils and began eating himself.
“Yeah, they weren’t bad when I left.”
The two of you ate the rest of the meal in silence as the serves walked in and out of the room with other dishes before picking up the plates as soon you’d both finished eating and left the room.
“I got you something,” he said entering the family room to rest for a while before retiring to your bedroom. “It’s not much but I saw you eyeing it the other day when we went to town together.”
He gave you the small package he had arrived with watching as you unwrapped it revealing the latest installment to the series you were reading.
“Jongin…”
“I know, I didn’t have to, but they were selling out very quickly and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to hold out until Christmas to give it to you or without you buying it.”
You smiled pressing a kiss to his cheek as you shuffled around the room going to a shelf and grabbing a small package of your own handing it to him.
“I also wanted to give you this before Christmas, Lord knows you need it.”
He opened it revealing a new money clip with his initials on it, “I promise I won’t lose this one.”
“You better not Jongin!”
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Super-M Masterlist
Group:
Members:
Baekhyun:
Taeyong:
Kai:
Ten:
Taemin:
Mark:
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kisses #2
pairing: Jongin x reader
genres: pure fluff, friends to lovers (and this is plain make out)
inspiration: his new vlog and slidin' song
“Are you sure about this?” Jongin asks a millionth time, pointing the remote at the television screen. A ghost crawling on the ground picture illuminates his room enough that I see the concern written all over his face in the dark. “You don't have to force yourself because of me.” He presses my thigh once.
“Got it. Now play.” I fold my legs under my thighs readying myself for the two hour movie. “You are here. I’ll just hold onto you.” I mumble pulling my (Jongin’s) long tee so that my bare legs are tucked under it. Not getting any reply from him I look at his side.
He is staring at me, eyes roaming from my bare shoulder as his tee sleeve drops off my shoulder to my feet tucked beneath me. He licks his lips once, closes his eyes and shakes his head. “I’m starting it. No backing down now.” He mumbles under his breath, clicking on the play button.
I hum. The movie starts out with a couple moving to an isolated house which I never understand. Don’t they know it’s the start of everything doomed? I put my feet down on the floor, feeling numb from staying in the same position for a period of time. The couple finds an old rusted diary with weird symbols and scribbles. I lean into the screen trying to get a better view of the symbols. Jongin shifts in his seat, he is feeling the horror too, doesn’t he? I snort. So much for saying he isn’t scared of anything.
A loud bang from the movie startles the hell out of me, my heart hammering against the ribcage. I reach out to his idle hand, holding onto it for my dear life. He groans. There’s blood everywhere on the screen, someone was slaughtered and the couple are trying to figure out whose dead body it is. I don’t think I can take the visuals anymore. I turn to Jongin to tell him to stop the movie when he crashes his lips on mine.
He sucks my lower lip, slowly taking his own time. I curl my hand around his nape, slipping my fingers into his hair. He pauses, his eyes on the wetness of my lips. Pushing me back onto the couch he hovers over me. His knee wedged between my thighs, dangerously closer to the area aching for him, where no one ever laid hands and all I want is him taking it and owning it.
His breath hits my lips, his eyes rover across my face, a growl escaping from his plump lips as he ducks down to my chest, kissing the swell of my breast. My tee slid down my shoulder, baring my cleavage to his eyes. His lips run across the visible bare skin to my neck.
I pull on his hair, squirming under him, suffocating heat spreading across my body and I can’t find relief. He claims my lips again, now deepening it. His tongue penetrates into my mouth, I clamp my legs shut with his thigh in between.
The urgency in the kiss increases once I rub myself on his thigh seeking the relief I am desperate for. He slips his hand under my tee, trailing his fingers in a caress. He unhook my bra clip, pressing his thigh closer making me moan.
His fingers slide across the side of my breast, a shiver runs down my body in response. He breaks our kiss, a string of saliva connecting our lips. His dark eyes blown out, under a haze.
I pant catching my breath, closing my eyes in ecstasy as I rub myself off on his thigh.
“Fuck.” His voice breaks me out of my reverie. He squeezes my breast, I moan out his name loud. He groans, dropping his head on to my shoulder.
A loud scream from the movie startles us, breaking away the moment when I’m about to seek my relief. I blink at him with wide eyes, realizing what I have been doing. My face burns in embarrassment.
Jongin chuckles, pressing light kisses on my lips, slipping his hands away from my tee. “I’m dying to do this to you.” He whispers. “And god,” he smiles, “isn’t the wait worth it.” He leans down biting on my lower lip once before letting me off the hook.
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