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glorianamultistan · 2 years

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Kim Jongin x Male Reader

Summary:- Y/n (omega) got married to Jongin (Alpha) who has a one-year-old son. The carrier parent of Subin passed away two months right after the birth while being comatose. It was becoming harder for Jongin, the CEO of a successful entertainment company and a renowned artist himself, to handle the infant with nannies so this marriage was arranged by his mother, like his last one, who wanted to take care of her son and wanted him happy.

Content :- omegaverse, domestic, a little heat at the end.

I don't own the pic

Part 1

Y/n was not ready for everything that just got forced upon him, but throughout his life, he was made to realise the importance of being a good and supportive partner to his Alpha, and so when he was married to a guy whom he just saw from afar once in real life, in a party organised by his own parents, he just had to follow simple instructions given to him by his mother and then by his partner.

It was an arrangement to benefit both parties. The widower Alpha will get someone to take care of his child and the young omega will get a partner who holds a strong social position. Not only this, the Alpha had an image of impeccable behavior and there was never a question of him being disrespectful to any person without a very valid reason.

It was decided that the marriage will be a mere legal agreement ceremony in a courtroom because it has not been a year still of the death of Alpha's last partner. This was a good thing in y/n opinion too as he was not ready to face a crowd and be the center of attention.

After the whole process was done, a ritualistic picture was taken and y/n was led by Jongin to the car waiting for them outside the court.

The car ride to the house was comfortably quiet for y/n. Jongin was constantly on his tab looking over documents and when they reached the house he got out first to help the omega get out from the other side. It was a decently big house, more like a mansion but it was built in a way that could be described best with the words 'subtle magnificence'.

When Jongin led y/n inside the younger was surprised by the interior, though he came from a privileged background himself, he never imagined a place could look so modern yet regal at the same time. "I hope you will be comfortable here, I got all the old portraits removed and we will get our done soon." Jongin was saying all of this while looking directly at y/n's face while y/n had his eyes down, he was clearly not comfortable with the Alpha as of now.

"Do you want to meet Subin?" Y/n looked up at Jongin's face and saw a light smile after the Alpha asked him the question. "Can I?", y/n whispered. "Yes, you are supposed to help me with him, so, let's meet him, he should be up, it is still one only." "Okay."

Again Jongin went ahead and led them to the nursery on the first floor, it was the most beautiful baby's room y/n ever saw, and Subin was in the crib while a person was cleaning the room. "Good afternoon sir." "Good afternoon Mr Yang, this is y/n, my new husband as you know already, and y/n this is Mr Yang, he looked after Subin whenever I was not here, he's the house help we have and you can trust him with anything. He will also tell you all about Subin's likes and dislikes." "Good afternoon." Y/n bowed. "Good afternoon sir."

Mr Yang left the room and y/n went closer to the crib with Jongin. "He is... so precious." y/n wasn't able to form words properly as the child smiled at his father and made cute noises. "Yes, he is, I hope you will be good with him and treat him like your own child." Jongin picked Subin up and started playing with him. "Can I hold him?" "Yes, yes."

As y/n held Subin, his omega cooed at the child, it was a blissful moment for him and the child became very comfortable in y/n's arms, so much so that he started dosing off due to the pheromones of y/n. "He's such an adorable child Mr Jongin, I think I love him already." This was the loudest y/n has been till now in Jongin's presence.

"You don't need to be so formal with me y/n, I am your husband not boss. I don't want you to get intimidated by me. I won't be present at home a lot but you can always call my assistant and he will definitely make sure your problems are solved, rest you have Mr Yang too." "But, I am younger than you, so what am I supposed to call you?" "How about Jongin-ssi?" "Okay."

"Let me show you the kitchen and the bedroom, your luggage will be here soon so don't worry about that there are two closets so you can choose whichever you want and if you like mine I will shift to the other one, there is no problem." While following Jongin through the house y/n was feeling uncomfortable due to all the attention to detail about his choice which the alpha was showing as y/n felt that it was too much for him to do, according to y/n's upbringing he should be the one who should compromise for the alpha, not the other way around.

"This is the master bedroom, well I rarely sleep here now as it is too lonely to be by myself after my partner passed away. We were not that close but their heat ended up with the pregnancy so there is that. I hope you can be at home here." "Jongin-ssi, I will be very comfortable in a lot less too, please don't worry about my likes, I should be the one to worry about you as you are the alpha."

"Y/n... Who told you that?" "My parents and the teachers." "Oh y/n, is that why you have been silent all along?" "Yes." Y/n nodded affirmingly.

"Listen, come, sit here, not that far, here beside me." Jongin made y/n sit near him on the bed. "I am not your boss, not your superior or your owner or your only priority too to be honest. I am just an alpha by chance and so you are omega by chance. This in no way means you are inferior than me or you have to listen to my every demand. That is wrong on so many levels." "But... I was taught this only, to take care of the child and be there for you when you need me." "Oh my God y/n!? Seriously who taught you that!? No wait, I know

who. Just, forget all that, and try to live a life, please. You do have to care for Subin but that doesn't mean you are a servant or anything, you are a parent y/n."

"O-okay." It was hard for y/n to get used to such things but in a week everything sorted itself out. His luggage was delivered and he chose the already empty closet, he was taking care of Subin and often made food for Kai when he wanted to make a special dish, though the Alpha was always late to arrive and y/n had only seen him once in the bed when he woke up around 5 am to drink water and check up on Subin and saw the elder beside him.

There was no awkwardness between them, which was surprising enough for Mr. Yang to comment too "you both act like you have been married for ages, I was ready for some tension but it is a smooth sailing." Y/n blushed at the comment and went to the nursery, he was mostly there only, the child was too precious according to him to be left alone.

Subin liked y/n, it was very much clear by the way the boy smiled and giggled when y/n played with him, and often when Subin made a mess with food y/n fed him and cleaned him while singing to him, so much to the liking of the child that he slept right after it.

It was around seven in the evening when y/n left Subin's room as the child fell asleep after his dinner, he went to the kitchen and saw a note from Mr. Yang stating "please don't make dinner, sir said he would be bringing it." Y/n saw that and went to the hall to wait for the Alpha's return, and Kai came back around seven thirty.

"Welcome home." "Oh! Thank you. I thought you might like to have something from the outside today for a change so I got us pasta from my friend's restaurant and some wine, I hope it is okay with you." "Yes, thank you so much for this. I missed having pasta so much, how did you know?" "I asked your mother what you liked and after a lot of insisting that it has to be something specific and not 'everything' she asked the cook to tell me what you actually liked." Y/n was shocked, to think that Kai would go that far just to ask for a dish was incomprehensible for the omega raised to say yes to everything done by his Alpha.

"Oh don't cry, it was nothing much really." "Huh?" without realising, y/n was in tears. "I- I am, I don't know, just, thank you. I never thought I would be treated like this so, it is a lot to take, sorry." "I hope I have raised some expectations in that sense then, y/n, you are a good person, you should be treated well and respectfully. Now let's go and have dinner, I will shower later." "Okay."

The dinner was great, to eat with Kai sitting right in front of him and enjoying, really enjoying time with other person felt nice to y/n, it was a new feeling he is getting addicted to due to his alpha.

After the dinner y/n washed the plates and the glasses and left to check Subin once more before sleeping. When he reached the master bedroom and opened the door, he felt like he just stepped into a heat-inducing chamber. There was Kai, wrapped in a night robe that clearly did not hide his defined chest, and to top it off he was drying his hair with a towel while looking at something on his phone.

"Won't you come in?" "Huh?" For the second time in the night, y/n was speechless. "You have been standing there for quite some time y/n, oh! Is my outfit making you uncomfortable!? Wait! I will change into pajamas." "No!" y/n screamed. "No, I just - don't, like, it is okay, I am okay, I was just a bit surprised as I did not really think before coming in." "It is your room too y/n, you should not be thinking before coming in."

Y/n went and sat on his side of the bed and tried hard to focus on his phone and not on the half-exposed body of his husband. "Uhm, y/n, your scent, it is increasing intensely, are you okay?" "Y-yes I am okay, just, it happens." "Oh, it is, such a nice lavender smell though, very comforting." "Thank you."

Now y/n was blushing beyond help. They switched off the lights and slept off, but around one at night y/n was in trouble, it was not the time for his heat but the symptoms were too intense to be overlooked, he tried really hard to not let his mind wander and stay put but lost it when Kai suddenly grabbed his waist and pulled him so that he was spooned by the alpha, then he heard what made his pride break "y/n, precious, you are in heat, so suddenly, hmm" Kai rubbed the tip of his nose at the back of omega's neck and whispered more "was looking at me like that enough to make you this wet? I should take the responsibility then, hmm?"

Y/n could just whimper "a-alp-ha!" "shh!! There there, we should not lose control like this." Kai pulled both of them up and made y/n straddle him, "look at me y/n" and so he did, "you are so beautiful, and so loveable, I want us to be more connected before we cross the line, so I will help you through it but not knot you, I hope you can understand it." "ye-yes. Please but, help, please." before y/n can say anything more, Kai kissed him and the touches he left all over y/n body and the relief he provided to the omega through the night was something y/n would think about and blush for upcoming weeks.

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fuuvvkk · 2 years

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Kai | Kim Jongin X Male Reader

You got turn on after watching kai performance on love shot.

Warning: Smut, dirty talk, rough

"Ah! Fuck! Y/n slow down-" Kai stammered as he hold you stomach hoping you to slow the pace, instead you went to thrusting harder.

You grip tight his unbuttoned vest as you pulled him faster, "How dare you, huh?! You brought this on your own kai!" The jealousy strike you again, Kai is a moaning mess right now, lying on his back on his dressing room half naked with his jacket and vest still on, with you pounding into him without mercy.

"Ahhh- Right there! Fuck!" At this point Kai is already crying out of pleasure, begging you to have his release.

You noticed how Kai clenching around your dick as a sign he is about to cum, you abruptly slow the pace.

"Y/n! I was about to cum!"

You graze your hand on his abs slowing to his peck, "Look at you, everyone favorite fuck boy laying on his back begging for someone to fuck him on his tight little ass," you started to fasten the pace but not faster enough that it's satisfied the boy.

You lifted him to bend over the make up table, You gripped the tan boy hair as you started to pounding into him, Kai screaming at the sudden surprised closing his eye enjoying how your fingers played with his nipples.

You harshly pulled kai head, "Look at yourself! So needy for my cock!" Kai whined, truth to be told the kpop cassanova liked to be a slut in the bedroom, he loves it when his boyfriend treat him like a sex toy or a cum dumb that he can throw away after a quick fucked.

"Y/n I'm gonna--" You pulled back kai to your embaraced as you bucked your hips released your load deep into the younger ones, as kai squirted his cum on the mirror.

"Did I go to rough on you?"

"Yes.. and I love it."

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wonjns · 2 years

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𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲; 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 ♡

!!! YOU are the Lucky One !!!

Congratulations! A guy like you must have saved a world in his past life to be entrusted with so much quality time with one of the world’s leading boy groups. Learn how you, a manager talented in several areas, catch the eyes of EXO. They gradually take more interest in you than expected — and they absolutely plan on satisfying each of their curiosities. Watch as you navigate your new life within one of the biggest, hottest harems yet!

it started when you were miraculously hired on to SM’s management team for exo themselves. you quickly impressed everyone, and slowly began taking on more responsibilities for the record selling group. whether it was from general management, to styling, to studio oversight,,, you eventually found yourself spending all of your time with the members. you were amazing at what you did, and officially had it all - including the looks; a fact that clearly didn’t go unnoticed by the exo boys.

originally, it had only started with a few flirty comments here and there from chanyeol or sehun, which you didn’t pay any mind to. but as time grew on, lingering touches with suho turned into make out sessions with kai, which lead to baths with baekhyun — and before you knew it, you had managed to wrap yourself up in arrangements with each of the members, all of which were aware and didn’t seem to mind at all.

between sneaky studio sessions, dorm entanglements, and seductive backstage extravagantes, being exo’s secret playboy while staying under wraps will prove to be harder than expected. but with the steamy, sexy, burning passion between you and the guys, you are too weak to resist willing to make anything happen.

good luck ;)

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nirvanawrites111 · 1 year

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Say You Love Me (Sub!Jongin x AFAB!Reader)

Word Count: 3727

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Afab!Reader

Genre AU: Male Stripper AU

Summary: Y/n runs No Manners male revue club and is recently divorced from Kim Jongin. But, needs a huge favor so that Y/n doesn't lose money and customers. No pronouns are used but Y/N is afab.

other characters mentioned: Ten, Taemin, Jun, Choi Minho, Leo

Warnings: Smut, sub!Jongin, Stripper club universe, pegging, strong language, oral sex (both rec), cum eating, degradation during sex. Calls Jongin a whore. Also... Jongin calls Y/N Daddy!, fingers (both rec)

Mentions of being with Ten Lee and Taemin. This chapter is just Y/n and Jongin together.

MINORS PLS DO NOT INTERACT. Ty so much!!!

A/n: Not sure if Y/n will have intimate scenes with everyone just yet. But I had to release this part because the sub!Jongin community is pretty dry and I need it for my mental health and clear skin.

Okay, I'm rambling.. also I'm obsessed with LET ME IN by Exo. It's been on repeat since Monday. I even play the slowed version. THE VOCALSSS.

If you enjoy my work please reblog it. I appreciate it!

SMUT BELOW THE CUT

"Where the fuck is Lee Taemin?!" You scream. You swallow hard, and your throat is raw. You walk around the lockers trying to find your main attraction for tonight.

He knows how vital that headliner spot is. People come from far distances to see him perform.

The last thing you need is to deal with disgruntled customers tonight.

You see Ten walk past you in a fishnet bodysuit covered in body glitter, and you grab his arm. "Hey! Where do you think you're going?"

Ten turns around with his other hand still gripping the sizeable clear trash bag of dollar bills. "Umm, I'm going to count my money in your office. What's up?" His hisses.

"Where the fuck is your friend, Taemin?" You ask.

"Umm.." Ten avoids eye contact and looks down at the floor. "I have no idea."

You step closer to him and are less than an inch away from him. "Look at me, Ten."

His eye contact connects with yours, and he stares at you. "Yes?"

"Where is Taemin?"

"In the parking lot with Jimin."

"Thank you, baby," you pull him closer and kiss him.

You let it linger for a bit, and then you pull away. You head out of the locker room's back door and search the parking lot for the infamous pink Lamborghini.

You see it in the back of the parking lot and race over to the car with your heels clicking against the pavement.

You find yourself at the passenger side window and knock on it. Taemin jumps, and grabs his chest.

"Roll down the window, drama queen!" you yell. You want to yank him out of the car because he has been MIA for the last few hours.

Not to mention he's still in his regular clothes, and his set is coming up soon.

"Heyyy! Y/n," Taemin greets you.

The marijuana smoke hits your face before he can say anything else. Both of their eyes are bloodshot red, and you are irritated, to say the least.

"Get out of the car. You're late for work!"

Taemin fumbles with the door, and Jimin starts laughing.

"You look nice. Y/n. Are you hiring by chance?" Jimin asks.

"Fuck, no," you spit.

You grab Taemin's hand as he gets out of the car.

"What's up, baby?" Taemin replies.

"Don't baby me! I put you on as a solo headliner for tonight and you're literally blowing it. You know I don't let you anyone go up there high or drunk."

"I know. I know. I'm not high though. I was just talking with Jimin about doing some music. He has a producer friend that can get our songs on the radio," Taemin explains.

"Taemin, I can't let you go on stage like this. Go home."

"What?" Taemin glares at me with glossy eyes.

"You heard me the first time. You can't come to work like this. It's the rules."

"No, c'mon this night is important."

"I can't give you special treatment just cause we're fucking. You gotta go home."

You sigh in disappointment. You wanted so much more for him. He'd worked so hard to get to that top spot. He was just as much of a crowd favorite as Kai.

Kai's departure was so unexpected. You were left scrambling to replace him.

But, that's when Taemin stepped up to the plate, and helped boost the club back to where it was when Kai was the headliner.

"Y/n, please. C'mon."

"I said what I said."

You walk away from Taemin because you might say something you regret or can't take back if you say anything else.

You reach into your back pocket. Your hand is shaky as you stare down at your iPhone in your palm. You pull up your phone and dial your ex-husband's number.

"Hello?"

"Jongin."

You take a deep breath and almost hang up the phone.

But you're desperate and don't want to disappoint your customers. Especially since tonight is a packed house.

"Yes?"

"I need a huge favor. Can you perform tonight as the headliner?"

"Y/n, you haven't talked to me in months and now you need me. Sounds like you're in a tough spot. Where's Taemin?"

"I had to send him home." You grab your keyring off your hip and open the back door. You close it behind you.

"I'll be there in five. But, you owe me, Y/n."

"Yeah. Yeah. Thank you! Jongin."

You know you won't hear the last of it from everybody, but you are the owner of No Manners. You have to do what's best for business and put all personal feelings aside.

You walk into your office and see Ten counting his money and clipping it together in stacks.

"Thanks for telling me about Taemin."

"I told him to come in for work, but he doesn't listen."

"He knew how important tonight is for the club. I don't get why he would do that."

"Me either."

"But, Jongin is performing tonight."

“Jongin… Kim Jongin? Here at No Manners?”

"Yeah, he was my last choice. You already did your set tonight. I couldn't make you do a double."

"You know Taemin is going to be pissed about it."

"I don't care honestly."

"Tonight, is about to be interesting."

"Are you doing the VIP room tonight?"

"No, I'm done for tonight."

"Okay."

Ten glares at the door, and you turn around to see Jongin transformed into his alter-ego.

Kai.

Your jaw drops when you see him wearing that one outfit you hand-made for him that he refused to wear. His muscular tone body is even more toned than when you last saw him.

The tan sheer materials cover his body perfectly, and the rhinestone highlights his manhood but still leaves much to the imagination.

It looks even better than it did a year ago when you had him first put it on.

"You look.. stunning, Jongin."

"It's Kai for tonight."

"Right," you snap back to earth and nod. "Did you give the DJ your music."

"Yeah, I'm doing a new routine."

"You still dance?"

"Not in clubs. But, I've been playing around with something. Trust me the crowd will enjoy it."

You look down at your watch. "Alright, well. Let me walk you out."

You head out of the office, and Jongin trails behind you. You are curious about what he's been up to since the divorce was finalized, but you're going to mind your business.

"That outfit looks perfect on you."

"I know."

You and Jongin stand at the metallic string curtains, and you stare out into the crowd. Jun is wrapping up his set, and his music fades out.

The DJ starts playing the melody of a beat you have never heard. "We got a special treat for you all tonight. Get your dollar bills out. Hell, bring out your 10s 20s and 100 dollar bills for this special guest, tonight. Everyone rise to your feet for the one and only, Kai."

After the DJ says his name, the crowd erupts into cheers, and Kai struts throughout the crowd. He goes up to a lady coming to the club since you first opened it up.

Kai works his magic and dances on the customer, and she almost falls over. He catches her, and she screams. People start throwing cash at him.

One of the younger strippers goes with a trash bag and starts picking up his money for him.

Kai continues making his runs throughout the crowd and gives a couple lucky people, some special attention. He doesn't care the gender. He doesn't discriminate.

You are quick to remember why he's always been a crowd favorite.

Kai finally makes his way onto the stage. You watch him, and he whines his hips to the music, and you can almost get lost in his movement.

You love the way he connects with the crowd. He always focuses on one person and sucks them into whatever he's doing.

Kai goes over to the pole and swings around it. He climbs to the top and slowly comes down.

He rises up the pole again and swings around it. He drops down into a split, and he climbs up. The light turns off, and I head to the DJ booth, where the music still plays.

A few moments pass, and then he's just wearing a rhinestone cover g strip. The crowd cheers even louder, and more people move closer to the stage, throwing money at him. Seeing all that money all over him, he works the pole even harder.

Your jaw drops when you see your ex-husband in action. He's a natural for this lifestyle and the best to ever do it.

After his set is over and he heads into his dressing room. The younger stripper walks towards his door with two large trash bags of money.

You grab the money and knock on the door. "Come in!"

You open the door and place the oversized trash bags on the couch. You glance over to see Jongin cleaning the makeup off his face in front of the vanity.

"Your set was amazing."

"I know. I’m sure you freaked out about the lights going out."

"Yeah, I thought something was wrong."

"You know I always know what I'm doing. You would have just talked me out of it."

"I know. I appreciate it. The club just isn't the same without you."

"I'm sure. You should let me come back."

"You know Ten and Taemin wouldn't like that."

"You're going to let them affect your business like that?"

"No, but things are calm backstage. You know you're a diva."

"You saw my fucking stage, right?" Jongin glares at you, and his gaze on you is stirring something up in you.

"I did. You're a headliner. You've always been one. Especially since Choi Minho left. You brought something different."

"The crowd eats it up every single time."

"I know. You were amazing. You didn't miss a beat. How's life post stripper life?" You ask and sit down on the couch next to his vanity.

"I'd be lying if I said it was easy. Too many people recognize me as a stripper. I honestly needed the money, tonight."

"If you needed help, why didn't you call me?"

Jongin laughs at your question. Why would he ask you for help? He shakes his head and wipes the glitter off his neck.

"We haven't talked in almost five months. I wanted to put this life behind me. I didn't want to be some washed up stripper."

"You're not a washed-up stripper. You're a talented fucking dancer."

"I know but my resume is seven years an exotic dancer with you as my only reference."

"No one has called my phone. You know I would speak highly of you."

"Well, I haven't gotten any offers."

"Something will come. Listen don't worry about giving me any of the money. Keep it," You reply.

You stand up, and Jongin stands up in front of you. He towers over you slightly by a few inches. You two are standing looking at each other.

"I miss you."

The words uttered by Jongin feel personal and envelopes you in a way you can't describe.

You stare into his eyes and brush his hair back from his face. His usual chocolate locks are an ashy gray hue. His beautiful face sparks something deep inside you.

This is still the Kim Jongin that knows all your deepest secrets. The man who held your hand through building this club. You were there for him when he got into dance school. So much history between the two of you. So much has happened.

Your chest tightens, and you take a deep breath. The words are caught in his throat.

"I miss you, too. But, we both know that the divorce was for the best."

"Because I wanted to leave this place and you didn't want to let me go. I wanted to grow past the gaze of desire. I want to be taken seriously."

"I hear you. I knew you leaving the club would affect me financially. I wasn't ready to make that move."

"Well, I will be here for the next month. So, tell your little princess Taemin that his spot is taken."

Jongin slides into his baggy jogging pants and grabs the trash bags.

You know that you need Jongin even though it will cause a rift between the other dancers. You know it's best for business.

***

Jongin sits in his car and stares at the flashing LED light with the club's name, and he sits back in his seat. He wants to drive out of this parking lot and never return.

But, the way they cheer his name and empty out their pockets for him is something that will have him returning back.

Jongin arrives at home to his townhome, which is gate operated. He pulls into the front of his house. He grabs his money and heads into his home. He inserts his keys.

He tosses the bags of money at the door. He kicks off his shoes and heads upstairs to take a shower.

Seeing you was more than emotional. He didn't know how he would respond to you. Nor did he see if he wanted to even talk to you.

His phone lights up, and he sees a car at his gate. He lifts his phone to see a red Corvette with the top down. He hits the button to open the gate.

What is it that you want this late? Did you come to say that you no longer need his services?

Jongin heads downstairs and opens the door. He watches you get out of the car and head up the stairs.

Your strapless jean jumpsuit dress hugs your body just right. Your red heels make you a bit taller, but still not taller than him.

Jongin raises an eyebrow, and you lift your infamous Gucci bag packed with his favorite toys.

"So, do you want to get fucked out here on your porch or do you want to invite me in?" You ask him.

"Come in and fuck me."

***

You push Jongin against the couch, and he smirks at how you manhandled him.

You would be a fool to not want to fuck him after seeing him perform tonight. Everybody is probably going home to masturbate after the performance Jongin delivered tonight.

"Jongin, my pretty boy." You lean forward and sit down on his lap cowgirl style. You whisper against his ear and nibble as you feel him rise underneath you.

"I'm yours?" Jongin breathes out.

"For tonight, yes." You reply. You run your red fingernails down the center of his chest. "Can I taste you? Ya know to reward you for doing such a great job tonight."

"Of course, mistress," Jongin moans.

The aura of this man is so powerful, yet in your presence, this beauty is so submissive to you. No one would ever believe it if you told them. But, you wouldn't care.

You move down his waist and get down onto the floor. Your knees dig into the soft light carpet supporting you. You reach up to help me get out of those sweaters. His dick springs to action because he isn't wearing any underwear.

"Damn, you're always so hard for me," you whisper, tracing your fingers along his length.

"Fuck, I've missed you, daddy."

Jongin loves to call you different things whenever you two are intimate, but daddy is the one thing you love the most. He's the only guy to ever do it.

"Mmm… I haven't heard that name in months." You grab his dick and swirl your tongue around the head. Your core tingles, and you work your mouth up and down on him.

"Please.." Jongin emits a moan, and it makes your heart flutter.

This was your favorite way to see the real Jongin. With his legs spread for you and moaning and panting. You haven't even really got into it, and already you are bringing him close to his release.

"Please? What? You like it? Or you want me to stop?" You taunt him.

"No, please keep going. I'm not going to last," he whimpers.

Of course, he's not. He always reacts to you so well. You love that about him. It doesn't take a lot for him to come. He's been like this since you two first fucked.

"You know other people might not like how easily you cum, but I'm honored how fast I can make you come."

"I know.. I'm only like this with you."

You stop and sit up on your knees. You watch his eyes spring open, and he looks down at you. "Why'd you stop?"

"You need to work for that nut, sir."

You lie back against the carpet with your legs open. Showing him you’re pretty pussy without any underwear.

You want to taste his nut on your tongue, but you want to make him work for it. You know he's always up for a challenge.

"Eat me until I come, Nini."

Jongin doesn't hesitate, moves down on the floor, and holds onto your legs as his tongue probes your sensitive region. You can feel the heat building inside you as Jongin's skilled tongue works its magic. You moan and writhe under his touch.

One thing about him is he knows how to please you and will do all he can to ensure you know it.

His tongue explores your slit, and he catches your juices dripping down because of how turned on you are from hearing him moan for you.

You could get off just from hearing him moan. You have in the past, recorded the audio of two of you having sex and used it for your personal time when you were alone.

Jongin sticks a finger inside you, and your body reacts to him quickly. He pulls it out and sucks it on his finger. You love the sight of seeing feast on you.

He pushes two fingers inside of you and does the same thing again. "I've missed your sweet taste. Nobody taste like you."

Jongin leans down and kisses your pussy. His soft lips against yours make your body jolt. He is getting lost in pleasing you. Everything he does feels so good.

You can feel the heat building up inside you as Jongin continues exploring your body with his fingers. You moan softly, lost in the pleasure he is giving you. His kisses are gentle and loving, making you feel cherished and desired.

Jongin kisses on your pearl while he fingers you. You ride his fingers until you squirt all over them. He sucks your juices off his fingers. Jongin moves down and replaces his tongue where his fingers were to slurp out the rest of your release. You grab the back of his head while he sucks the soul of your body.

"Fuck, Jongin!" You cry out and continue to ride the wave of your orgasm. It feels too good, and now you're sensitive to the touch. You push him off of you.

Jongin lies next to you and you get down to his dick. You are on the right side of him and sucking him faster than before.

No one has eaten your pussy like that since you were last with him, so you know he's earned the right to come.

You stick your finger in your dripping pussy to wet your finger. You stick it into his ass. He's always liked it, especially when you give him head.

"Shit.. you know I love when you do that, daddy, please," Jongin whines.

Just like that, he comes so hard in your mouth, and you swallow it. You love the taste of him. You climb on top of him.

"Tonight is just an one time, thing, okay? If you're going to be at the club for a month. I don't want us to mess around. Cool?"

"Yea, of course. We're just getting it out of system."

"Exactly."

You stand up, unzip your jean dress, and toss it on the couch. You grab your Gucci bag and head upstairs. You still have your heels on.

You make your way to his bedroom. You grab your strap-on and put it on. You sit on the bed and wait for him to come upstairs. You pour lube on your strap-on and coat it perfectly.

Jongin comes upstairs. He's completely nude. He gets on top of you and slides down onto your strap-on. You feel the weight of his body on top of you as he starts to move back and forth.

You lean back against the bed and watch him bounce on it. You like watching him fuck himself on your strap.

"You're so.. naughty. Jongin. You're fucking yourself on my strap. You missed me that bad?" You coax him.

"Maybe," he giggles.

You slap his ass and grab it while he continues to ride you. In some weird way, you still have feelings for him.

Something you probably won't admit to him, and you don't know how you'll be able to survive a month with him at the club.

"Maybe? You're acting like a whore."

"Cause you make me this way."

You lift him up and hold on to him while keeping the strap inside. You lay him on the bed on his back. You hold his legs open while you stroke into him.

"Now stroke yourself, whore," You instruct him, and he obeys you.

You grind your hips and continue to pound his tight ass. You miss moments like this. You know he's needy for the next nut by how he's jacking his dick.

Your hand covers his as you pump harder until him until he comes again.

"I love you, Jongin," You lean forward and slip your tongue into his mouth.

"I love you, too, Daddy."

The two of you fall asleep in his bed, and the following day you wake up. Jongin still is sleeping, and you sit on the edge of the bed.

You look at your group chat with The Lee Twins.

Ten: Where are you? Y/n

Taemin: Damn, you didn't come home last night. Are you really that mad at me? I'm really sorry, Y/n.

You: It's okay. You're spot is being replaced for the month. I'll see you two soon.

You know things are about to get crazy, but you know Jongin can take the club to new heights.

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vergilthelibrarian · 4 years

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What If...

Soooo, I’m thinking of writing a horror/yandere reader insert featuring Jongin and yes, it will be gay. We need more gay fanfics.

This is really short but enjoy!

Jongin breathed in and out slowly, his heart beating fast.

Why?

Why did he feel this way over a man?

He was so confused.

He knew he liked women… so why did this one guy make his heart flutter?

He felt anger. Anger that this man was making him feel so much confusion.

Jongin sat on his couch, his head in his head. He was drinking wine as he sat in his living room by himself, alone with his thoughts.

He had to do something.

To say something… but what?

What should he say to the young man who caught his eye? Who has stolen his heart.

He would have to be sneaky. With being an idol, his every move being watched. At first, he didn’t care about being under the limelight 24/7. Jongin thought it was a fine prince to pay to live his dream but now… now he felt dread. There’s one thing to joke about an idol being gay or bi but if he were to come out as anything other than straight, it could ruin everything he built and Jongin did not want that to happen.

He took his hand out of his head, picked up the glass of wine from off the floor and took another sip.

“Why must life be so difficult?” Jongin grumbled to himself before drowning the whole glass of wine.

He studied the empty glass in his hand, sighing deeply, titling his head to the side.

What if he could have the young man all to himself? In another world, another reality where it would be easier to have him.

What if…

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kpopmalereader · 5 years

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just us ; kim jongin

• summary: you’re a new trainee under sm (a bit younger and smaller than kai, looks a bit fragile and innocent). during a fun event, a video of you and kai trends, you tease and play around with each other and kai seems a bit protective and dotes on you • pairing: kim jongin x male!reader • word count: 920 • to do

Jongin wraps his arms around your shoulders from behind, setting his chin on top of your head. He closes his eyes and listens fondly as you recount some story of your and Jungwoo’s adventures, wildly moving your arms about. Cameras move around you two, but neither of you pay them any mind.

You laugh, a bit louder than you intended, but don’t think about it too much until another camera whips around to zoom in on you. You smile as wide as your face will allow and continue your dramatic rendition, focusing on conveying your feelings on the story.

Jongin’s eyes slowly open. He notices your bright smile and excitement, feeling you wiggle and jump against him. He turns you around as you continue your story, softening your erratic movements. You two continue to stand close together as Jongin’s hands slip down to hold one of yours, asking a few questions and trying his hardest to poke holes in your story.

“You’re plot has somethings that don’t add up.”

“What are you talking about?! It actually happened, how can things be wrong??” You shake your head quickly and search around for Jungwoo. “Let’s go talk to Jungwoo then, because it happened.”

He smiles, raising his eyebrow, skeptical. “You’re naturally dramatic, I think you might be amping it up to impress me.”

You scoff and push away from him, still holding his hand. “I don’t need to impress you!”

“You want to impress me though.” He counters.

You cross your arms, letting go of his hand in the process. “I don’t want to impress you either.”

“Sure.”

The cameras around you disperse after your conversations get a bit more usual, boring for other people, but Jongin is completely attached. You’re his favorite show and favorite storyteller. He asks you questions about your day, about life, about training, if you miss him when he’s gone, etc. and you answer each of them. Your hair falls on your forehead as you talk, moving around too much for whatever your stylist put in it. Jongin pushes it back every time the strands move, not thinking anything of the simple movements.

“Wait, hey.” He interrupts your talking and you look up at him with wide eyes, dramatically freezing. “You have something on your face.”

He gently brushes something off your cheek and flicks it off his fingers. “I’m going to be honest, I could only focus on that for your last couple of sentences.”

You pout dramatically and squint at him. “That’s upsetting.”

The cameras fire up again as Jongin squeezes your cheeks and coo at you, puckering his lips as he does so. He nods when you start to talk again, in between focusing on your words and focusing on your face. Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you glance around before pulling it back, not knowing if you were technically allowed to bring it out or not. Jongin pretends to block you, placing one hand on your back and the other out like a bodyguard.

“Who is it?”

“A friend, he said he’s sending me some link for a video. In his words exactly,” You clear your throat and hold your right hand in a Shakespeare-esque pose. ““Dude, really,” Next message. “Seriously.” Next message. “Your face is everywhere.” My face? Why my face?”

“Click on the link.”

You gasp and your eyes go wide. “That’s the greatest idea I’ve ever heard, a true genius play, an absolutely-”

“Click on the link.” He repeats.

You do, mocking him in a high-pitched voice. He rolls his eyes and takes your phone, watching the video play. His face contorts as the video plays, confused.

“What is it?”

“It’s us, I guess they uploaded teaser videos early?” He tosses you the phone. “But it’s us, just joking and playing around. Just us, but people must like it.”

You watch the video, tilting your head about why your friend seemed to be so excited or panicked about it. Then you head to the internet and see your and Jongin’s name, as well as the event’s name at the top of the trending pages.

“I didn’t even think this many people knew my name.” You blink a few times and shake your head, unable to keep the star-bright smile from appearing.

He smiles and reads some comments over your shoulder. “They think you’re cute.”

You lean your head back. “I’m still shocked that people are talking about me over you.”

“He- I-” Jongin laughs and tries to contain himself, reading a specific comment. “The same Kai that dances to songs like Artificial Love is talking and playing around with someone who looks like they should be acting on Disney Channel.”

“Should I be offended?”

“They look like the meme of the solid black house next to the bright pink house.”

“Am I solid black or bright pink?”

“You are the brightest bubblegum pink.”

You scrunch your nose in thought before nodding solemnly. “Like the color that is toothachingly bright?”

“Exactly.”

“Perfect.” You try to say the word in a serious voice, but your smile cracks it’s way through and you’re unable to stifle your laughter.

A few seconds of laughter pass before you place your own hands on your cheeks, cupping your face. “Am I innocent?”

“I don’t think I’m able to answer that.” Jongin winks and tilts his head to the side. “Am I the walking impersonation of the Artificial Love dance?”

You stick your tongue out at him. “I don’t think I’m able to answer that.”

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hyunjaeluvr · 4 years

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could you do fluff 8&3 with kai and a trans reader, i love the fact that your write for guys💜💜

kai x male!reader

words: 324

genre: fluff

fluff prompts: “i think i’m in love with you” & “are you wearing my hoodie?”

ever since the first day of meeting him, you’ve had a major crush on him. you were scared of ever bring up the subject. he did in fact flirt with you and you did too, but never thought much of it.

kai was very supportive of you. he was so happy once he saw your face while you were transitioning slowly. he was with you from day one.

today you both wanted to meet up at his place to just spend time with each other. once you got there he hugged you tightly, “i’ve missed you so much y/n.” kai patted your head and let you in.

when night came kai simply asked if you would like to stay for a sleepover. of course, you agreed but also had a problem since you didn't bring any clothes. you excused yourself going to his room and stole one of his hoodies.

kai’s eyes lit up to the sight of you, “are you wearing my hoodie?” he asked making you smile from how he looked at you.

the sleepover consisted of pillow fights, watching a horror movie and baking.

you placed your head on his shoulder as he was shaping the cookies. kai’s heart started going fast and was scared you’d hear it, but you stayed unbothered.

“you tired?” you nod and he set the cookies on the counter, lifting you up and carrying you to his bed.

he placed you down and crouched to look at your face. your cheeks blushed as he put his hand on your cheek, “you look so cute.” you’ve gotten compliments like this before, but this one just felt unusual.

“y/n?” you hummed, “i think i’m in love with you” you looked at him with wide eyes, but then smiled leaning closer to him.

kai placed his lips onto yours, kissing you gently. at this point you were just happy, knowing that all this time, he has actually liked you.

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a/n

also if this request was for huening kai please tell me and send me another request, but not from the prompt list. also please!!! when requesting include the group name, so i don’t get anyone mixed up. doesn’t matter what idol!!

#im sorry this was kind of shit :/#superm #exo #exo x male reader #kim jongin #kai #jongin x male reader #kai x male reader #kpop #kpop x male reader

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koko-bopp · 5 years

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Enemies — Kim Jongin

kim jongin x gender neutral!reader

word count – 1.2K

genre – Mature | idol!au | Enemies with Benifits au

warning – SMUT, degrading nicknames, humiliation, possessiveness(?), jealousy, mentions of threesomes, loads of swearing.

synopsis – Your ewb relationship with Jongin had seemed to be on a small hiatus, and you noticed he's been ignoring you on purpose, so you took matters in to your own hands kind of.

"What was that?" Jongin whispering as if he raised his voice any higher you'd break like delicate glass, he knew you wouldn't, but it was amusing to see how submissive you could be for him. He placed his lips close to your ear, placing a small kiss on your jaw bone, "I don't think I heard you over you moaning my name like a needy slut."

"Jongin– Oh god-" You groaned as Jongin picked up the pace with his thrusts. Your hands were bound around his neck with the tie that complemented his suit not too long ago. Now all clothes were disregarded on the floor, Jongin's once neat hair in a mess and hickeys decorating your once spotless neck. He wasn't letting you go easily, he was going to make you beg, and he knew you got yourself into this on purpose. You were about to repeat his name, but the word turning into a broken moan as soon as Jongin thrusted himself into your sweet spot, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have flirted with Lay! Please–"

Jongin smirked, bringing himself up from your neck, taking two of his fingers to put it into your mouth, cutting you off immediately, "We may hate each other, we may only be fucking, but don't think I'll accept you flirting with my bandmates to get my attention."

Honestly though, You and Jongin had some very weird unexplainable rivalry, there was no beef between your group and EXO, but you and Jongin seemed to hate each other. At first, nobody tried to fix it, because it was gaining a lot of press. Then all this enemies-with-benefits thing happened when the two of you saw each other backstage, and Jongin thought you looked irresistible in a chocker.

The deal was that in front of the camera, you'd both steal glances at each other, join each other's live streams, and say a few snarky things about the other person in interviews, but the more you saw each other, the more the desire to have Jongin on top of you grew, and much recently, it seemed as though the singer was ignoring you on purpose. He barely looked at you this evening, and you were far from letting the effort you put into your outfit and looks weren't go to waste, and Lay was the first person you liked that approached you.

Much to Jongin's dismay.

You carefully licked around his fingers, not breaking any eye contact with him, your fucked-out expression mixed with the fact that you were sucking so well made Jongin groan, loving the look on you, "Fuck," he breathed, a prideful smirk settling on his lips, "You're ridiculously handsome, so maybe I shouldn't be too surprised that Lay would fall for your tricks."

You moaned as soon as Jongin pulled his fingers out, placing his hands on either side of your head, his broad arms and shoulders on display for you despite the dimmed lights of the hotel room. "J-Jongin," you gasped, his thrusts getting particularly deeper, your only form of ability to manage the overload of pleasure was to grip his dark hair, warning a grunt or two from Jongin. You locked eyes with him, pulling him close so he heard you clearly, "I bet– I bet Lay could fuck me harder."

Jongin chuckled, "Bet you'd like that, if Lay joined. You suck my cock, he fill you up, you take us both at the same time." Jongin sped up his thrusts, watching you moan and throw your head back against the pillow, your breaths becoming quicker and your grip in his hair becoming harder. Jongin took a strong hold of your jaw, forcing you to look at him, "But you're such a slut for my cock To the point you want to be the only one I'm fucking, aren't you?"

You practically mewled at his words, because he was right. Not only was he right, but he was so close to making you cum at any moment.

"Use your words." He wasn't being playful, he wanted to hear it.

Your attempts were just turned into broken moans. Jongin was definitely not going to give you a second to collect your thoughts or slow down to let you say it properly, no, he was making sure you're fucked so hard that you can't say it properly.

"I said," Jongin repeated, "Use your words. Unless you don't want to cum tonight."

You were so desperate for a release and Jongin knew how close you were, if he stopped you'd probably lose your mind. "F-fuck, fuck, I'm a slut for you, I-I'm such a slut for you." You'd never beg in real life, it made you feel pathetic, but Jongin had his ways to make you do it, especially in such a way that made you so breathless. "Please, ah-! Please let me cum-! I want to be the only one you fuck like this–"

"Yeah, that's right, baby," Jongin smirked, dropping his head down to the empty space on your shoulder, gently dragging his tongue up your neck as he felt you squirm underneath him. You were so close, and his hips weren't slowing down in the bit. He took the moment to move your hair out of your eyes, his breaths becoming just as breathless as you. "Do it. Let me hear you scream like a good slut," He cooed, almost lovingly.

Your back arched from the demand, your bound hands clinged so hard on Jongin's back knowing damn well that he'll remember you when he next looks in the mirror. Your legs basically trembling and loud moans leaving your mouth as you came. Hard. Your panting were mixed with Jongin's withering moans as he came not long after you, he immediately buried his nose into your decorated neck, trying to collect himself from the orgasm, carefully pulling out as he did. You chuckled, "Fuck, god, I hate you so much."

Jongin laughed softly at the statement, carefully raising himself up so he could look at you properly. "You don't seem to hate my cock," He smirked knowingly, "or hands, or tongue–"

"Just untie me, you jerk," You whined, "My wrists are going to burn off."

Jongin rolled his eyes, "How can you be so ready to fight me right after you cum?" He said, "You're riding me next time, that's for sure. I'm not doing any of the work."

"Jongin," You whined yet again, "Fine, just untie me."

Jongin smiled, he didn't know if he was catching feelings or not, but, something about this relationship you have with him makes him wish for something more a little later.

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studiojoonie · 5 years

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kim jongin x model!bf!reader jongin goes to support you at your show !

[REQUEST] 《Hello how are you??:) can i request a kai and his model bf scenario please😊》

masterlist in bio!

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softrainbowlove · 7 years

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UNCOVER | JONGIN

request: Hello ! Here's my request (lovelyblog) So, could you do a male reader X Kai ? The male reader would be a trainee under SM and they would flirt around a bit unintentionally ? He'd be much younger, witty yet very shy around the idol. Bubbly but very sensitive. The story would revolve around how secret their relationship is and how it could eventually blow up if it were revealed ? Tell me if that's too much. Love your blog ♥ -- P + Oh also can this imaginary trainee be the first non asian trainee under SM ? He'd be fluent in korean and a vocalist. I don't know ehe ... ♥ --P

pairing: Jongin x male! reader

genre: fluff

warnings: slight homophobia

word count: 1758

summary: Jongin and a trainee have been dating secretly for a while now, but now it came to light. Turns out SM doesn’t want to lose another EXO member.

note: i rewrote this 3 times, hope this turned out well

wanna read more? my masterlist ♡

"(Y/N)!" Jongin jogged over to the trainee, who was sitting on the floor with a rookie.

"Oh well, hello there Kai."

Jongin huffed lightly at the usage of his stage name instead of his real name by his boyfriend. His boyfriend of 5 months now. The two have been secretly dating for 5 months now without anyone dating. (Y/N) was trainee himself, the first non-Asian trainee, something that Jongin was drawn in by. Not only that, Jongin had met (Y/N) in the hallways when the trainee was playing the guitar and softly singing late at night. Jongin was surprised by seeing such a different and a new face in the SM artist building. Jongin felt completely drawn to (Y/N)’s presence and sat down just listening to him playing. At first, the other boy felt really shy and intimidated by Jongin’s presence. Jongin quickly started talking to the boy pushing his shy side away because of his curiosity. (Y/N) felt the warm and sweet side of Jongin quickly and grew comfortable around him, the rest is history.

(Y/N) sent a sweet smile towards Jongin with a tilted head.

"I wanna show you some new moves."

(Y/N) smirked slightly. "Oh, really?"

"Yeah, I worked really hard on them and you're gonna love them."

(Y/N) frowned in amusement glancing at the confused rookie. "Are we still talking about dancing?" The rookie's eyebrows shot up and he looked away flustered. (Y/N) looked up at Jongin.

"Yeah, of course, c'mon."

"Alrightly." (Y/N) waved goodbye to the rookie before skipping off with Jongin to a not so empty practice. The rest of EXO was there resting with water bottles and were chatting with each other. (Y/N) greeted the others quietly and let Jongin push down to sit in the middle. “What is this?”

“I’m going to strip for you.”

“What?” (Y/N) almost choked but Jongin let out a playful laugh shaking his head.

“I’m kidding, I wouldn’t strip in front of the guys.” Jongin pointed towards his group. “But I would for you.” Jongin teased a bit and (Y/N) rolled his eyes. Then Jongin called for Sehun to start the music. (Y/N) hugged his knees and watched Jongin starting the dance. (Y/N) smiled watching Jongin give his best, while in the background the others were cheering on Jongin loudly. (Y/N) loved watching Jongin dance, he wasn’t sure why but the moves that Jongin could pull of were out of the world and always left him breathless. And he also loved watching the way his body moved, leaving his eyes were captured by body parts that he shouldn’t be looking at for too long.

When the song ended leaving Jongin breathing heavily and turning around to get a reaction from (Y/N).

“What do you think?” Jongin asked a bit too excited. (Y/N) knew that the others were still here so he coughed.

“It-it was okay.” Jongin frowned at the words and the others did so too.

“Yah! (Y/N) what is that? You always shower Jongin with compliments!” Baekhyun jumped in and then Kyungsoo pushed his shoulder lightly.

“Leave him be.”

“He’s just shy!” Jongdae then entered the conversation laughing a bit. Jongin didn’t buy his friends words.

“Are you okay?” Jongin asked kneeling down in front of (Y/N), who looked into Jongin’s eyes.

“Yeah…It’s-just-I really want to kiss you right now.” (Y/N) whispered quietly and didn’t break eye contact. Jongin blushed at lightly at how blunt his boyfriend was being.

“Ah…” Then he laughed lightly shaking his head. He stood up. “C’mon then.”

“Where are you two going?” Baekhyun asked wanting to point with a bottle at the two making their way to the door but it slipped out of his grip landing on Chanyeol’s head, who was sitting. Baekhyun turned to Chanyeol, who rubbed his head and started whining. (Y/N) giggled lightly but quickly followed Jongin out of the practice room.

“C’mon, C'mon.” Jongin started running and (Y/N) followed the others steps. They went down the stairs but stopped when they crossed a storage room. Jongin turned his head towards (Y/N) with a raised eyebrow.

“You really wanna go all the way to the dorms?” (Y/N) asked before opening the empty storage room after checking if someone was watching. Jongin giggled before going in as well and closed the door when (Y/N) stepped in.

“So about the kiss?” Jongin asked sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. (Y/N) chuckled lightly.

“I was lying about your dance moves.” (Y/N) wrapped pushed the older man against the door. “They were really good.” He then leaned closer to Jongin’s face, he glanced down at his boyfriend’s plum lips. “Really good.” Jongin hummed in response.

“I knew you’d love them.” Replied in a deep quiet voice feeling (Y/N)’s lips brush against his own.

“You’re such a tease.” (Y/N) murmured and Jongin smirked.

“Look who’s talking,” Jongin muttered and then locked their lips together. He wrapped his hand around (Y/N)’s waist to pull the other close to his chest. (Y/N) kissed back passionately and let his own hand wrap itself around Jongin’s neck. But suddenly Jongin let out a huff and pulled away as the door opened harshly making him stumble forward. (Y/N) had lost his balance but didn’t let go off Jongin so the couple fell down. Jongin on top of the younger boy, who groaned a bit helpless. Jongin’s head snapped towards the door and gasped when he saw that it was his manager who had opened the door. Jongin quickly stood up stumbling a few times.

“Manager-“

“Cut it, Jongin.”

Jongin gulped and shut his lips. (Y/N) stood up as well still a bit dizzy.

“To my office right now.” Jongin and (Y/N) nodded like school students. They followed their manager out of the storage room. Some idols, rookies and even trainee’s watched Jongin and (Y/N) follow their manager throughout the hallways. People started whispering around them but the couple ignored the scandalous whispers. When they got into the office the couple sat down looking down in guilt.

“So care to explain what you two were doing in a storage room?”

Jongin glanced at (Y/N), who was feeling more intimidated by the manager than Jongin was, which was understandable.

“We-uh we were just talking, (Y/N) doesn’t like to talk publically a lot.” Jongin tried to come with some dumb excuse that could get them out of this mess.

“Well, (Y/N) should be able to speak in public.”

“That’s not it…uh he was telling me a secret.” Jongin quickly said. The manager narrowed his eyes at the two boys.

“You two have been fooling around for too long now.” The manager let out a sigh. “Don’t try to play me dumb.” The manager spoke up when he saw Jongin opening his mouth. “If this keeps on going on,” (Y/N) felt himself grow numb at the next words of the manager. “we’ll have to kick out (Y/N).”

“What?! You can’t do that! T-that’s unfair!” Jongin quickly stood up his eyes had grown wide in shock.

“Kim Jongin, sit down. This unbelievable, this whole situation is. You can’t just expect us to shut up when I have an idol and trainee, both men, fooling around like this.” The manager yelled angrily making the two boys flinch in surprise. Surely people from the outside have heard them.

“Please, manager-hyung. You can’t punish (Y/N) like this. We-we love each other. You can’t break us up.” Jongin stubbornly continued. “If (Y/N) has to leave then I will leave too.” That left the other two gasping and (Y/N) reached for Jongin’s hand making Jongin turn his head to the other.

“What are you doing?” (Y/N) asked in shock his eyes were filled with tears from before but now he was panicking. “You c-can’t-what-“

“Yes, I can. If they want you gone I’ll be gone too.”

His manager pursed his lips. “Sit down, Jongin.”

And this time he did.

“Okay. Okay. Let me think.” The manager started turning in his chair. “How about you two stay together so we won’t be losing another EXO member. We don’t need that. And how about you two promote each other? Jongin could promote you as a trainee, and soon to debut. That could work. The fans would like that, a supportive hyung. And-“

“Wait-debut?” (Y/N) asked surprised and Jongin looked surprised too. The manager looked at the two.

“Oh. Now that also wasn’t supposed to come out.” The manager grumbled turning his head annoyingly. Jongin and (Y/N) looked at each other for a second. “Well…do we have an agreement?”

“What?” (Y/N) muttered still in shock.

“We can still be together and (Y/N) stays?” Jongin asked his foot tapping against the floor nervously and excitedly.

“Yes.”

“Yes!” The two boys replied in unison.

“Alright, you two go now. I need to sort everything out and we will talk tomorrow, again.” The manager ushered the two young boys out of his office and outside was an unexpected audience.

“I knew it!” Baekhyung yelled pointing at the couple. “You two are together, right?”

Jongin stared at his bandmates and also a few others idols and trainees. Jongin gulped looking at (Y/N) who was still in shock. Jongin slowly nodded his head.

“Jongdae,” Baekhyun opened up his palm for Jongdae and the other let out sigh fishing out for money from his pocket. Taemin walked up to Jongin.

“What happened?” Taemin asked his brows were frowning. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah-Yeah.” Jongin nodded and only then did (Y/N) reply with a nod as well. Taemin smiled giving the two a small comforting hug. Others in the background came in when Taemin stepped away from the couple and congratulated the two.

“I’m debuting soon!” (Y/N) bursts out when it was just him and Jongin, the two had left back to the dorms and are in Jongin’s own room. Jongin let out a laugh ruffling (Y/N) soft short hair.

“Good morning, (Y/N).” Jongin joked and then he was brought into a hug by (Y/N).

“I’m so happy and excited.” (Y/N) choked out hugging the other even harder. Jongin smiled wrapping his arms around the other picking him and spinning him around. (Y/N) squealed a little tightening his grip around his boyfriend. Jongin then set him down but kept him close. Then he leaned down unexpectedly to kiss the younger man. (Y/N) melted into the kiss wrapping his arms around Jongin’s neck. Jongin broke the kiss only when the two obviously needed to breathe.

“I love you, (Y/N).” Jongin whispered his forehead against (Y/N), who smiled brightly with a small blush on his cheeks.

“I love you, too Jongin.”

#jongin x male reader #kim jongin #exo #jongin x reader #exo x male reader #mlm #bxb #exo one-shot #lgbt kpop #kpop #lgbt #kpop lgbt #one-shot

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iibonniee · 2 years

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For the one word thing, how about "Bite"? It can be any genre but I feel like it would be fun. And how about with Kai from EXO?? Thanks in advance and HAPPY 700 YOU DESERVE IT!!!

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Fem!Reader

Rating: Fluff

Word Count: 0.3k

Word: Bite

Masterlist | 700 Followers Post

The sunlight setting was perfect. The sun waved through each crack that was left open by the shy branches that refused to meet for a single touch. The same branches that often swayed with the wind offering a better dance.

The weather was balanced just between cold and warm, creating that perfect outside weather. The day screamed perfect hours until the sun met the horizon where the moon was to hold the same promise with the stars.

Below the tree in the cool shade sat Y/N and Jongin. The silence they sat in allowed for the birds to sing their thoughts out. The warmth of Jongin’s hand warmed her own, causing her head to loll to the right, a smile forming ever so slowly.

“Today is perfect.”

Y/N’s soft voice didn’t dare to break the songs from the birds. Rather they sounded like a song of their own to Jongin. He wouldn’t admit those silly words out loud though.

Jongin watched carefully as she reached for the basket that held their food. His eyes followed her fluent motions of a quick back and forth game between the basket and the blanket. Soon enough everything was laid out across them.

Y/N turned to her boyfriend, her hand holding a spoonful of food

“Take a bite.”

He smiled, complying with the soft request.

The spoon was warm as well as the food. The warmth almost being too hot causing the male to cough out while trying to blow out the heat. Forcing down the bite full of food he smiled, enjoying the new taste.

“It’s good.” Jongin finally replied, his head backing up his sentence. He watched as her eyes lit up in excitement as her hands clapped together.

“Good! It’s a new recipe I tried. Now, enjoy this feast with me.”

#kai x reader #kai drabble #kim jongin x reader #kim jongin drabble #exo drabble #exo imagines #exo fluff #kvanity #700 followers special

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wonbinisbabygurl · 2 years

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ꨄ︎𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ꨄ︎: part 1

parings : Kai *Kim jongin x black reader *

type :fluff (the others parts will be angst and some smut )

category : love triangle , Christmas , happy ending , marriage ,ECT

you were helping your mom prepare a gift for her closes friend Mrs. Kim who was flying all the way from south Korea to stay here for Christmas of course she was all giddy and excited to see her best friend who she hasn't seen in ten years you heard so many stories off Mrs . Kim and your mothers friendship. she would tell you when they were in highschool the would ditch school for stupid reasons . you laughed as you heard the story . after your mother was baking the cookies in the oven you were straightening up the guest rooms for them . you made up the bed and straightened up the pillows you looked around the room to make sure everything was in order .

"looks like everything is done ". you said as you made a deep sigh walking down the stairs .you then heard talking and laughing in the living room .you then peeked your head to the side to see who it was . you then was grasped into a warm hug by Mrs. Kim you then took the favor to hug her back . "Mrs . Kim it is so good to see you ". you said with a bubbly smile you then saw her with three suitcases in her hand you then offered to carry them . after a few no's Mrs. Kim finally gave up and let you were struggling to carry them to the room you carried them one by one to the guest room . after going back and up the stairs you managed to catch your breath .

your attention was then caught by a man standing by the balcony with earbuds in his ear which meant he was listening to music you didn't want to go up to him disturbing him so instead you walked out the room but stopped once you heard a deep voice . "excuse me but are you my mom's best friend's daughter "?. he says as he faces you nodded in response . your mother never once said her friend had a son nor any children . "If you don't need anything else I'll be on my way " you say turning your way out the door . "wait " the male then said "what's your name " he says with a curious expression "I'm y/n you ?". he Then smiles extending his hand out to shakes yours you slowly shook his hand in confusion . "nice to meet you y/n I'm Kai and I hope we get along ".

#ambw kpop #ambw scenarios #kai ambw #poc kpop

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vergilthelibrarian · 4 years

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Patience.

“You’re taking too long.” Jongin complained to Kai.

It was 3 in the morning.

“Stop being impatient. Things take time Jongin. Just be happy he’s at least talking to you finally.” Kai rolled his eyes, his legs crossed as he eyed Jongin who in turn huffed out a sigh.

He wanted you now. Not later, not in the future but now and Kai was taking too damn long to make his first move.

Jongin stood up and started pacing.

“What are you gonna do anyway?” he asked, curious as to what the demon looking man was planning to do. He never really told him about how he was going to let Jongin have you but he had a feeling it wouldn’t be anything romantic.

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why?”

Kai shook his head, becoming annoyed. Jongin realized quickly how easily irritable Kai was.

“Because it wouldn’t work if I tell you. Now stop asking questions.” Jongin wanted to protest but he didn’t, complying with his clone.

~~ Chittaphon knocked on the door to Kai’s apartment, frowning slightly in worry as the door slightly creaked open. Confused, he pushed open the door.

“Hello?” he called out but to no answer.

The frown never leaving his face, he walked into the apartment, despite his brain yelling at him to turn around and go home.

Kai had called him earlier, saying he needed help with a dance and to meet him at his apartment. Not really thinking his request as strange, he agreed and now saw himself in Kai’s apartment alone.

Walking around the place, he didn’t notice anything strange or off-putting. This wasn’t the first time Chittaphon went to Kai’s place and everything seemed to appear normal… So why couldn’t he shake off this feeling that something was off?

Gulping nervously, Chittaphon froze in place as he heard moaning coming from down the short hallway.

Looking ahead of him, he could see that the bathroom door was closed.

Carefully walking down the hall, the moaning became louder and louder though faint it was.

Chittaphon felt his heartbeat pounding in his ears.

He was scared shitless.

Stopping in front of the bathroom door, he slowly put his hand on the doorknob and turned.

White light soon flooded his vision and a metallic smell filled his nose.

“N-no.” a weak voice stuttered. “Please. Just let me go.”

Chittaphon looked down to where the source of the voice was coming from and saw Jaehyun in a tub, bloody and bruised.

“Jaehyun?” Chittaphon quickly crouched down, looking at Jaehyun with wide eyes.

What the fuck was going on?

“P-please… Let me go.” he pleaded and Chittaphon felt as though his heart was bound to explode.

“Jaehyun, it’s me! Ten! What are you doing here? Who did this to you?” the questions flew out of Chittaphon’s mouth.

Slowly looking over, Jaehyun gasped.

“Ten?” and said young man nodded.

“It’s me! Why are you here? Who did this to you?”

“Yeah, Jaehyun. Who did this to you?” a chilling voice could be heard after Chittaphon’s and Jaehyun began cowering, trying to make himself as small as possible but failing.

Chittaphon’s head slowly turned around and his jaw dropped as he saw Kai standing in the door frame.

“Jongin… What the fuck is going on here?” he questioned in a strong voice and Kai only smirked.

“I’m torturing the bastard. He made Y/n cry so I might as well make him cry too don’t you think? An eye for an eye.” he chuckled.

“Jongin. Jongin that’s crazy. That’s literally insane!” Chittaphon quickly stood up. “Why did you call me here?” he asked, becoming extremely nervous.

Kai’s eyes turned white.

“I think you’ll be a good asset.”

“An asset for what?” Chittaphon just thought his heart was going to stop and he was going drop dead right there and then.

Kai clasped his hands together.

“You know what, since you won’t remember a thing, I’ll tell you. Come on.” and he turned around and began walking to his kitchen. Chittaphon cautiously followed and saw Kai filling up an electric kettle with water, turning it on.

“Do you want tea?”

Chittaphon shook his head no.

Kai pulled out a chair and sat down, looking up at Chittaphon.

“Don’t just stand there, take a seat.” and Chittaphon, still cautious, pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining room table.

“I always go on monologues when I’m by myself so I’ll keep this short. I’m in love with Y/n. You see we met each other online when we were young. I did some research and found him on Facebook and kept tabs on him. After some years passed I finally decided to come here to America to proclaim my love for him and get rid of anyone and everyone who’s in my way.”

Chittaphon looked at him in horror at how nonchalant his explanation was. Well, he was already staring at the man in horror to began with as his eyes were still white.

“So, do you have any questions for me?”

“Yeah.” Chittaphon started. “How come your eyes are white? What the fuck are you?”

Kai tilted his head and crossed his arms.

“Honestly, I don’t know what I am. I think I’m a demon to be honest with you.”

Chittaphon gulped loudly.

How the fuck was he gonna get out of this situation? He just knew he needed to warn Y/n.

Kai got up once he heard the ding from the kettle. He took out a cup, 2 packets of raspberry tea and poured the hot water into the cup. He took out some honey and a fresh lemon from his fridge and made his tea.

Chittaphon was scared. He felt as though he was going to die here along with Jaehyun who he could still hear groaning. Not really thinking clearly, he got up quickly and ran to the front door. He unlocked the door and turned the knob but it seemed stuck. The damn thing wouldn’t open.

“You’re not leaving yet Chittaphon.” Kai said, taking a sip of his tea as he calmly walked to the short hallway entrance.

“I need your help.”

“Please! Just let me go! I won’t tell anyone I promise!” Chittaphon begged.

Kai closed his eyes, sighing contently. Oh, how he loved it when they begged. He opened his eyes and took another sip of his tea.

“I’m not going to kill you. I just need your help with getting Y/n.” he set his tea down on a small table where he usually placed his keys and began stalking towards a terrified Chittaphon.

#i'm still rather winging it when it comes to writing this story lol #yandere jongin #yandere kai #yandere exo #exo yandere #kim jongin x reader #jongin x reader #jongin x male reader #kim jongin x male reader #yandere kpop

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s09baek-blog · 6 years

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how it feels like to date baekhyun

a/n : okay so first of all, these are all just on my own opinion on how baek would act if he had a girlfriend/ boyfriend. kay enjoy

so i always wondered how tf would baek act if he had gf so i did this becos y not

so you two met probs like your working in sm and then suddenly he came across you or if you're a regular ordinary fam then youll probs bump into him or smthng

okAy sIncE I LIVE IN A COUNTRY WHERE COURTING IS LIKE a hUgE ThING, baek courts you

like he goes to ur house everyday and brings stuff and then takes you out and likr you're really shookt

“you dont have to buy this for me”

“but i want to”

“but you dont have to”

“bUt I wAnT TO”

so youll have a major disagreement on the gifts and stuff like he literally shows up on your house with a gift but nevertheless you appreciate what he does

he has a busy sched so you rEALLy do appreciate the effort

so you said yes

I mean who wouldn't

hes byun baekhyun

anyways you'd probably be annoyed at how chanyeol knows everything in your relationship

“did baekhyun give you the necklace”

“how did you know that”

“im park chanyeol duh”

this kid is a huge softie

like you'll just wonder how tf he changes from hOt dAmN to puppy eyes the moment he goes offstage

"wtf how the hell do you do that”

“do what”

"what"

you also have to deal with the constant screams in the house

like he yells out of nowhere

he yells when hes amazed

he yells when hes happy

he yells when hes shocked

lol you always have to guess what emotion hes feeling rn

cUDdLeS aRe a HugE thInG oKay

like your passing by him to go upstairs but he just pulls your wrist and pulls you down with him on the sofa and he engulfs you with his legs and arms

“baek let go”

“no”

“baek let go”

“no”

“baek—”

“nO”

constant kisses

like he likes to kiss you mostly on the forehead

cuz when he kisses your lips, thErEs nO gOinG bAck

Like he cant stop himself

and just kisses you continuously

he kisses you when you're trying to sleep or you're tired

and you just end up not sleeping cuz baek cant stop himself

“jaGi”

"bABe”

"bAby"

yeah he calls you a lot of nicknames but sticks more to regular old jagi

anyways

he would like show you off to his members

"gUys yOu knOw y/n diD thIs anD—"

"you already said that last week"

"yEah But tHis iS diFfeRent"

"shut up baekhyun"

you go to his concerts to cheer him on

and when he sees you

he makes sure to send you like a hand gesture or a goofy look

that would make you laugh within a second

he would also make sure to stand in front of your section when sexy songs starts

and you're like "fUcK"

and yeah when you go backstage, you're in for a lot of fun ;)

constant hand in hand midnight walks

and plays multiplayer games

heechul got replaced shookt

he'd probably laugh at how rough your hands are

sorry if your hands are soft

but then he still loves them because of how small they look when he holds them

to summarize it all

baek is a puppy that constantly needs your love and attention and your willingly going to give it to him. you're glad that you met him and became a part of his life because honestly, you dont see a future without this cute lil puppy beside you.

___

requests are open !

state if you want it an x reader or x oc or even x yourself cuz yeah lmao, male / female, type of au, member/s , and relationship between member and reader. thank you!

#exo #EXO #exo imagines #exo scenarios #byun baekhyun imagines #exo baekhyun #park chanyeol #kim jongin #kim minseok #kim jongdae #kim junmyeon #zhang yixing #byun baekhyun #oh sehun #do kyungsoo #its kasey imagines #exo x reader #exo x male reader #exo au

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hyuniebaby · 4 years

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Lip Ring

Pairings: Baekhyun x Y/N

Rating: m (mature)

AU: fratboy!Baekhyun

Warning: overstimulation, uh cursing??

A/N: As I’ve said, I think about Kokobop era Baekhyun at least once a week so here’s a fic dedicated to him. Someone please bring him back. 😫 I got so flustered writing this, watch me hide after I post it. 😂 I kinda wanna write a part 2 because Y/N owes Jongin but it’ll depend on the readers’ feedback and my mood of course... I hope you all enjoy this!

I’m reposting this because the tags weren’t showing up

It was always so loud in the hallways. Whenever classes ended, a swarm of students murmuring were always heard. You got used to it pretty quickly though. You could easily block whatever nonsense the other students were talking about. Who would want to constantly hear them complain about their annoying professor or the homeworks that piled up on them?

This time though, the murmurs were different, you note, as you put your books inside your locker. Instead of the usual rants and complaints that the other students say, today it sounded like they were gossiping and gushing at the same time.

You understood why the sounds the students were making were different as you turned around. Right behind you was one of the most famous students in the campus. Heartthrob, heartbreaker, fuckboy, frat boy, trouble — he had so many titles, it was hard to keep track. Byun Baekhyun.

Quite frankly, you had titles too, but you couldn’t be bothered to know them. As far as you know, they called you the female counterpart of Baekhyun, which isn’t necessarily a lie. The only thing different from you and Baekhyun was that he was in a fraternity and you weren’t in a sorority.

Sure, you’ve been sleeping around, just not as often as Baekhyun. However, recently you’ve been doing it less. Since you’ve hooked up with Kim Jongin, you kinda found yourself on the sheets with him more than you would like to admit. But you two weren’t exclusive, just regular fuck buddies.

You’ve had boys lining up on you the same way he had girls lining up for him, but of course you weren’t the type to settle, no matter how good of a guy they were. Even if he’s the Kim Jongin. You’re too young to be tied down. Apparently you shared the same mindset as Byun Baekhyun.

You raise your brow at the sight of Baekhyun, wondering why on Earth was he standing before you. You didn’t have to look at the other students around you to know what they were talking about. Of course, it was only a matter of time that the most famous female student crossed paths with him.

Although you have quite a reputation, everybody knows not to flirt with you inside the campus. If they wanted you in bed with them, they had to catch you in bars, clubs, or parties. And they had to impress you. You downright rejected everyone who dares talk to you on campus. So it surprised everyone when Baekhyun came to talk to you in school.

You had to admit, you admired his guts. It’s been a while since a male had the guts to talk to you in the hallways, unfortunately for that guy though, you didn’t even spare him a glance. But who were you to deny yourself of looking at Baekhyun in all his glory? He was, after all, wearing his iconic lip ring.

Your eyes wander from the red streaks on his hair to his mullet, then to his lip ring. From there you gazed at his neck that was adorned with a cross necklace and then his broad shoulders. He was wearing a thin see through black t-shirt, and if you looked close enough, you would be able to see the outline of his abs. He looked absolutely delectable even if it seems like he wasn’t even trying.

When you look back at his face, you see he has his signature smirk on. He was fully aware that you were checking him out. He’s cocky, you thought, but with that face and that body, you could understand why. Just like any other girl, the sight of his smirk made your legs weak.

It’s been so long since you’ve met a guy who had so much sex appeal even when they weren’t doing anything remotely sexual. And this was one way to describe Byun Baekhyun. Oh god, you were such a sucker for frat boys and bad boys. He’s definitely someone that piqued your interest and that only means one thing — you wanted him.

You had to keep your act on though, if you gave Baekhyun the time of the day, other boys might take it as a sign that they can approach you too. So after you took a good look on him, you turned and walked away, even if you were dying to know why he was there.

You hear a collective Oohh’s and laughter behind you, most probably from his friends who you saw were lurking at the end of the hallway, watching the interaction.

You walk to your next class with your books in your hand, still wondering about what Baekhyun wanted to talk to you about.

As you sit down at your usual place, your friend Lisa immediately leans to your side. “So I’ve heard about what happened.”

“What the fuck?” Gossips spread so fast. How was that even possible? It didn’t even take you ten minutes to reach your room and whatever transpired in the hallway had already circulated.

Lisa rolls her eyes at you. “Don’t look so shocked. You know how many people are fawning over Baekhyun. Plus, you’re quite popular yourself, may I remind you.”

You groan. “Yeah, right. Whatever.”

“Anyway, rumors say that he was supposed to invite you to their frat party this weekend.” She raises her eyebrows up and down.

You perk up at the word “party” and immediately plastered a grin. “Let’s go then!”

Lisa laughs at your enthusiasm. She knew you loved parties. “Maybe you should’ve listened to him talk. At least then you wouldn’t have looked like a curious cat.”

“Maybe he should’ve just said ‘Party at Alpha Phi Alpha this weekend’ instead of just standing behind me or letting me ogle at him,” you shot back.

She snickers at your response. “Knowing you, you wouldn’t have faced him at all if he blurted that out. You’d probably respond with a noncommittal hum or something.”

“I guess you’re right.” You grin at her.

She shakes her head while laughing, “Of course I am.”

That was how you ended up facing your vanity mirror on a Saturday night. You were wearing a lace burgundy bralette and high waisted denim shorts. Initially you wanted to wear only those articles of clothing, however, you opted to wear a white silk shirt on top of it and tucked it in without buttoning it. You made sure the shirt shows your lace bralette. You could always take the shirt off if it got too hot anyway. You applied a bright red lipstick on your lips to finish off your look.

Just as you put your lipstick on the bag, Lisa calls you to inform you that she’s in front of your apartment with her boyfriend Bambam. You quickly went on your way to Bambam’s car and greeted them.

Lisa whistles upon seeing you, “Damn, you’re going to make the boys crazy.”

You roll your eyes at her. You’re hoping to make at least one guy crazy, and it’s Byun Baekhyun.

When you reach the frat house, you trail behind the couple. You stop a couple of times to greet the few friends you got to meet over the years you’ve been attending this kind of parties.

You finally reached Lisa in the kitchen drinking a bottle of beer. “Here’s Ms. Popular’s drink,” she teases you as she hands over one bottle to you.

You grab the bottle gratefully. “There’s Baekhyun,” Lisa whispers as you take a long gulp at your beer. You follow her line of sight to find him mingling with people. He hasn’t seen you yet which was good because you didn’t have enough alcohol in your system yet.

He was wearing a yellow linen and silk blend ethnic print blazer with a belt. His chest was fully exposed thanks to the absence of an undershirt. As always, Byun Baekhyun was dressed to impress.

And god, oh god, that mullet and the red streaks. It was a sight to behold. Somehow the hairstyle fit him perfectly. The look makes him hotter than your average guy. The sight of him was enough to make any woman swoon over him. You quickly turn away after taking a good look at his appearance.

Lisa then spots her classmates in one of the classes you didn’t share together. She excitedly drags you over to meet them. She introduces you to the group and they welcome you openly. You were quick to finish your beer after conversing with Lisa’s friends, so you excused yourself to grab another drink.

You poured yourself another drink and walked back to your friends, but not before stealing another glance at the place you last saw Baekhyun. His eyes now met yours. After a few minutes of staring, his eyes travel to your body. You see him lick his lips at the sight of your attire. This alone made you feel things. You were glad to have gotten a reaction from him.

It was when he looked away that you noticed that a girl was actually beside him, openly flirting with him. He flirts back with a knowing smile.

You raise your brow at the sight, a small smile on your face. Oh, so this was Baekhyun’s plan, you thought.

Normally, you wouldn’t entertain the challenge. Why bother going through such trouble? It was easier to find another guy anyway. But if Baekhyun wants to play, then who are you to walk away?

Instead of walking towards your friends, you went in a different direction. The person you were looking for was easy to spot. You walk across the room towards him, feeling a pair of eyes follow your movement.

Kim Jongin smirks as he finds you walking to his direction. He quickly excuses himself from his group of friends and walks over to you. You watch him as he eyes your outfit.

You place your hands at his chest and lean to his ear, “Wanna dance?”

He grabs your hand and leads you to where most people were dancing. You glance at Baekhyun to see his reaction to the interaction. His jaw was clenched, posture tense. Exactly the reaction you wanted.

When Baekhyun saw you walking towards Jongin, his eyes twitched. Of course he knew your and Jongin’s set-up, everyone does. That’s why there weren’t as many men approaching you as before. But not everyone knew the two of you weren’t exclusive.

He watches as Jongin moves towards your form and slides his hand on your waist naturally. He sees you place your hand on Jongin’s chest and whisper something to his ear.

Not tonight, Jongin. You’re not gonna have Y/N tonight, Baekhyun thinks.

Baekhyun tears his gaze off of you. He faces the girl clinging to her. The girl instantly melts at his gaze. “Do you want to dance, baby?” He says huskily.

“Yes,” she says breathily.

He wants to pity the girl for falling into his charms so easily when she was just a pawn to get to you, but he doesn’t feel any remorse. He’s far too used at doing things like this.

He angles their bodies so that he was directly in your line of vision. The girl quickly loses herself into the music and he finds himself doing the same.

You paid no attention whatsoever to Baekhyun at first, despite seeing him at your periphery. You were swaying your hips and raising your hands over your head, occasionally touching Jongin on his chest. At one point, you turn your back to Jongin, he immediately places his hands on your hips. This was the moment your eyes traveled to Baekhyun. You smirk as you noticed his eyes were on you already. You maintain eye contact as you grinded on Jongin.

But Jongin isn’t clueless, he knows what you’re doing. He knows you were giving Baekhyun a show. He moves your hair and whispers to your ear, “I know what you’re doing, darling.”

You tilt your head, “Just go with it.”

“You’re a naughty girl.”

You face Jongin again and place your hands on his shoulders.

Jongin leans awfully close, “What’s in it for me?”

You don’t pull away, “I’ll owe you one.”

“And if this doesn’t work on him?”

“We can always have fun together.”

He smirks, “Tempting. I’m kinda hoping it doesn’t work out for you.”

You roll your eyes at him and continue to dance with him.

You were enjoying the touches of Jongin way too much for Baekhyun’s liking. Quite frankly, you were in Jongin’s bubble and you almost forgot you were doing this to get Baekhyun’s attention.

Until Baekhyun walks towards your direction fuming. Jongin removes his hands on you immediately but not before he whispers, “You owe me.” Then he backs up slowly.

You turn around exactly as Baekhyun stops in front of you. You feign innocence and say, “Hi, Baekhyun.”

But he greets you with a passionate kiss instead. It took you a few seconds to comprehend what was happening, too stunned by the sudden action. But once you realized what was happening, you immediately responded to his lips.

Everything happened so fast after that. One minute you were kissing Baekhyun in the living room of their frat house, the next he was dragging you into his room. Was it always like this with Baekhyun?

In no time you’re in his room. He pinned you to the wall as soon as you both entered. His lips immediately latched on to yours. You smile into the kiss, knowing that you succeeded in your plan.

Now that you were alone together, away from the watching eyes of the other students, you allow yourself to enjoy the kiss. The kiss was nothing soft, of course, it isn’t, it was fueled by lust and jealousy after all. If anything, it was needy and rough. Just the way you wanted.

You were so into the kiss that you didn’t notice it at first. The lip ring. His lip ring. You were only able to tell once you pulled away to catch your breath and took a good look at his face up close. So that’s why it felt different, the lip ring was the reason.

He sees you watch his lip when you pull away. He allows you to look at it until he bites his lips and you break out of your trance. You gulp before kissing him again. The kiss became much, much rougher than before.

Your hands found purchase in his hair. You hear him moan silently as you tugged his surprisingly soft locks. The sound instantly makes you wet down there.

His hands travel all over your body as his breaths grow heavier. You, on the other hand, take this opportunity to latch your lips on his neck. Your right hand travels from his chest to his abs and then to his hardening bulge. You palm him over his jeans as you suck on his neck. You made sure you left your mark so he can have a reminder that this night happened. He groans at the sensation you were giving him. You were so, so good at what you’re doing.

As you give him more love bites, you start unbuckling his belt, and then you pull off his blazer. You were quick to unzip his pants and pull out his shaft, pumping him as you gave one last suck on his neck.

When you were done assaulting his neck and his chest, you let your eyes feast on his naked body. Your mouth waters at the sight.

“It’s not gonna suck itself, baby.” He tsks as he places a hand over yours that’s pumping his shaft.

You immediately kneel in front of him. You look up at him as you give him kitten licks at first. “Stop teasing. You’ve already done enough of that a while ago.” He growls.

You grab his cock tighter and start taking him in your mouth. You watched as he rolled his head back and his face contorted with pleasure. You bobbed your head up and down his shaft. You swirl your tongue on his tip and taste the precum leaking on it. He moans loudly at that.

You hollow your cheeks after taking him in again. Your left hand travels to his balls and you gently massage it as you continue to suck him. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” He moans.

His moans grew louder and louder as you kept repeating your actions. His sounds were so sinful, it made you so wet and he hasn’t even properly touched you yet. You allow him to thrust into your mouth. “You take my cock so well.” He praises you breathily.

But when you feel him twitching, you pull away. This angers Baekhyun. He was so close.

He smashes his lips to yours, kissing you with fervor. He roughly removes your satin shirt and throws it carelessly on the floor. For a moment he debates on whether or not to remove your lace bralette, the sight of it did drive him crazy the first time he saw you today, after all. Fuck it, he thinks. He wants to see you naked and to suck on your tits so badly. He pulls your bralette over your head and within seconds, he attaches his lips onto your mounds. You arch your back as he does this, your body reacting to his touch.

He sucks on your right nipple as his left hand squeezes your other boob. His hands were alternately tugging and squeezing your nipples. He gives your mounds equal attention and has you squirming on his touch.

You whimper as he slides his hand inside your shorts. He was rubbing you right where you wanted him. “You’re so fucking wet. Did you have fun making me watch you and Jongin on the dance floor?” You hear an edge on his tone. Fuck, that was so sexy.

He presses his finger on your clit, “Answer me.”

“Y-yes.”

He quickly gets you off of your shorts and panties. He slides a finger in you and you gasp at the sudden intrusion. “You’re so naughty, kitten. You let me watch you grind on another man and then you stop blowing me just as I was about to cum,” he says, voice dripping with lust. He pumps his finger in and out of your core. He has you moaning then.

He adds a second finger and says, “You’re gonna be a good girl and take what I give, right kitten?”

“Hmm. Yes.” You moan.

“Good,” and just then he adds another finger and starts to thrust into your core at a quick pace. You’re overwhelmed with the sensation and you could feel your legs almost giving up. He holds you upright as he pushes his fingers knuckle deep into your core. You feel a familiar knot forming and your moans grow more sinful at that. “Moan my name,” he demands.

“Baekhyun!” You moan loudly as you reach your climax.

“We’re not done yet, kitten,” Baekhyun says as he carries you to his bed. “You look so pretty like this, under me with that fucked out look.”

He kisses you again, letting you recover first. You kiss him back with passion. His lips travel to your jawline and then to your neck. You didn’t peg him as the type to leave hickeys so when he starts biting and sucking on your skin, you whimper. You loved being covered with love marks. He must’ve known this too because as he finished branding you with one, he moves on to another part and does it again, and again.

“Baekhyun…” You say breathily as you grab his erection.

His breath hitches. You pump him excruciatingly slow. “Baekhyun… I need you in me.”

He reaches for a packet of condom, rips the foil and puts it on.

“Beg for it,” he says huskily.

Oh, if he only knew how stubborn you are. You kissed him then, and he was caught off guard. You used this opportunity to flip your positions so you were on top.

He leans back on his elbows, eyes twinkling as he anticipates what you’re going to do next. But your eyes weren’t on his face, it was on his abs, which became more prominent in this position.

He was driving you crazy. You grinded your core into his erection slowly. He shuts his eyes. You lift your hips up and line his cock into your opening. He releases another sinful moan as you sunk into him. “You’re so fucking tight.”

When you’ve adjusted to his size, you start moving your hips up and down. He opens his eyes to watch you as you pleasure yourselves. In the beginning, he lets you move on your own, but as your pace grows faster, his hips start thrusting too. You felt so good, he wanted to close his eyes and lose into the feeling but he couldn't. Not when your tits were bouncing like that. Not when you looked that hot riding him. “You’re so sexy, kitten,” he proclaims with gritted teeth.

When Baekhyun feels you clenching on him, it drives him crazy. He pulled out and positioned your ass up and face down on the bed. He holds your hips tightly as he slams himself into you. His pace was fast and brutal. The headboard slams loudly on the walls as he thrusts into you. This position allows him to reach different parts inside you.

“Baekhyun… Faster,” you plead as you gripped on the sheets.

He didn’t have to be told twice. He starts moving his hips faster and rougher than before. “I-I’m cumming!” You exclaim.

You feel yourself climax but Baekhyun doesn’t stop, he continues to slam his hips against you. You whimper from being overstimulated. Tears start gathering in your eyes as the sensation becomes too overwhelming. He starts rubbing your clit and it sends another wave of pleasure to you. Your walls were clenching on him so tightly, his pace started stuttering. He couldn’t stop chanting profanities alongside your name as he feels himself getting closer to his climax.

You feel him release his seed into the condom just as you came again. He immediately pulls out and gets rid of the condom. He lays on the bed momentarily to catch his breath. You were both panting so hard after the activity.

There was only silence besides the sound of your breathing. Baekhyun suddenly stands up and picks up his clothes. He goes to his bathroom. When he came back, he was only half naked. He has his jogging pants on already. His right hand holds a wet towel that he uses to clean you up. “Thank you Baekhyun,” you croak, voice a little hoarse from the loud moaning you did earlier.

He smirks, “you were amazing, kitten.” Then he pecks your lips. He slides back into his bed and pulls you towards him. “Now go get some rest.”

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Nine Little Letters

Genre: College AU, Fake Dating AU, To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before AU

Inspired By: This graphic made by @rcse-tvler

Pairing: EXO x Reader

Summary: Just when you thought life was done shoving you down, it got much, much worse. After finding out that your latest crush was already in a relationship, you did what you always did when emotions ran high: you wrote a letter. Signed and sealed, you put it away with the eight other letters you’d written to past one-sided loves, never to be seen again. That is, until a mix up accidentally sends those letters out to their respective recipients and you find yourself in the middle of one confusing web of love. With fake relationships, insecurities, and revelations swirling around, things are bound to get a little messy.

Part: 1 I 2 I 3 I 4 I 5 I 6 I 7 I 8 I 9 I 10 I 11

This was the worst kind of humiliation. Standing there on the sidewalk staring open-mouthed at the one person you were excited to see today, you were crumbling into a million pieces. And no one even noticed. That was what made this humiliation so bad; there was no one to witness it. You were breaking and no one cared.

You should have known better, really. This morning was going too well. You had woken up on time, had a delicious, filling breakfast, and had managed to put an outfit together worthy of any Pinterest board. Your confidence was through the roof and you were going to do the one thing in your life you swore you would never do.

You were going to confess to your crush.

Signing up for math tutoring was the last thing you wanted to do. Who in the world wanted to spend their valuable free time learning more about equations and algorithms? But you needed to pass this class. It was the second time you’d taken college algebra and the thought of taking it a third time made you want to crawl under your bed. So, you buckled down and took the walk of shame into the math lab. (Yes, that was an exaggeration. Everyone knows there is no shame in getting help. Didn’t mean you had to like it.) When you got the call from your assigned tutor, you ignored it. You didn’t like talking on the phone to anyone let alone a number you didn’t recognize. No voicemail was left. Then a text came through.

Hi, (y/n)! This Kim Junmyeon! I’ve been assigned as your math tutor. When you get a chance, let me know when you’re free so we can create a schedule that works for you. Have a great day!

You waited an appropriate amount of time before replying. So, an hour and half later, you texted him your schedule and made a plan to meet up in the library the following Thursday. You marked that day on your calendar with exactly zero enthusiasm. In your head, this Kim Junmyeon was the cliché nerd from movies: dorky glasses, snort-like laugh, and clothes that looked better on a grandfather. Oh, boy were you so happy to be wrong.

Sitting down at one of the tables by the large, ceiling high windows, Junmyeon was nothing like you’d imagined. He had a sophisticated aura about him. He dressed nicely, a thin long-sleeved shirt over a patterned button down, the collar laid nicely over the top of the shirt, and was blessed with sharp, handsome features. You knew you were in trouble. But you didn’t care. You sat down at that table eagerly, ready to… learn.

For the past month and a half, you’d met Junmyeon twice a week to go over the lessons and work on the assignments. By some miracle, your grade was actually going up in the class. Somehow you were able to better comprehend the material and secretly fawn over your tutor simultaneously. At this point, you were sort of feigning how much you weren’t understanding to keep the tutoring sessions going. The nice thing about algebra, once you understood the basics, everything else built on top of it.

But today – today you had decided that you were going to step over the line from tutor and student into the realm of perhaps something more.

You liked Junmyeon. You liked his math puns and the way he scrunched his face when he thought hard about something. His lips would pucker whenever he lifted the sheet of paper to check over your work. Each time you met up with him your heart acted like it was in the middle of a NASCAR race and it was determined to win. You had it bad. This wasn’t the first time you’d had a crush like this, but you had set your mind on making this one different. This time, you wouldn’t hold it inside. You were going to be the brave one, the bold one. The fact that birds were tweeting as you rode your bike onto campus should have been a sign that things would only be downhill from there. Unfortunately, like the optimistic idiot, you took it as a positive instead.

After locking your bike up, you headed straight for the courtyard near the pond. Junmyeon had told you that he often spent his mornings there to finish up homework or to read a book (the fact that he read so much was another factor in your liking of him). In your head, he was all alone, flipping through a novel as he leaned against the trunk of a tree, looking like a prince taking a rest in the shade on a warm summer’s day. The water would be glistening in the background as a lovely, lighthearted melody played softly through the air. He would see you approach and smile that wide, brilliant smile. Your heart would skip as you sat down in the grass next to him and poured out your feelings. The daydream turned into a nightmare the second he came into view.

Junmyeon was not alone nor was he sitting under a tree with a book. He was on one of the benches, splayed out on the wooden beams with his head resting in the lap of a very pretty, more his league type of girl. She laughed as Junmyeon told a story. A delicate hand ran through his soft brown hair. Your heart fell to the ground, forming a crater at your feet.

Shoulders slumped and day ruined, you turned and headed for the student union. If today was going to suck like this, then you were going to sprinkle it with an overly sugary coffee drink. Preferably with extra chocolate drizzle. It helped - a little bit.

Your morning classes went by in a blur. You were certain you took notes, but none of the information sank in. Later you would have to transcribe your quick scribbles to a word document to help you study. You would learn the information then. By lunch, you were starting to peel yourself off the sidewalk of humiliation. Especially when the one person you could always rely on joined you for lunch.

“How did it go?”

You remained silent, continuously munching on the sandwich in your hands as your best friend sat down across from you at the small, two-person table near the middle of the cafeteria.

Baekhyun laughed his signature, SpongeBob-like laugh. “That bad, huh? I told you not to do it.”

“Technically, I didn’t do it,” you corrected. “He already has a girlfriend.”

“Ouch.”

You nodded. How could you not see this before? Did he mention having a girlfriend and you just blocked it out? Junmyeon and you talked casually between math problems, about your friends and fun things you liked to do on the weekends. He’d failed to mention one very important detail.

“Well,” Baekhyun reached over and plucked a potato chip off your plate and plopped it in his mouth, “at least you found out before you said something. I told you he wasn’t worth it.”

“Just because he has a girlfriend doesn’t mean he isn’t worth crushing on.”

“Okay. Whatever you say.”

You rolled your eyes at him. “You’re so much help.”

Ignoring your quip, Baekhyun snatched another chip. You smacked his hand, but all that managed to do was break off a few pieces, the crumbs falling to the table. Smiling proudly, Baekhyun popped the half-chip into his mouth. “So, are you just going to go home and write a letter?”

“Are you just going to go home and write a letter?” you mocked with a scrunched face.

Byun Baekhyun had been your best friend since the two of you had met in the first grade. He’d stolen your popsicle that your mother had packed as a special treat for your first full day of school. When he saw you start to cry, he broke off the piece he’d been sucking on and handed the rest back to you. There was a bit of a disagreement on the level of nice-ness that act achieved since it was your popsicle to begin with, but somehow it caused the two of you to be inseparable ever since. Being your best friend meant that he was privy to the more private parts of your life.

Like the letters.

Starting as young as ten years old, you’d developed a bit of a tradition when it came to your crushes. Emotions were hard to process, but you found them easier to work through if you thought about them and translated them into words. Those words would fly across the paper, transferring the feelings that made you both laugh and cry into the graphite that formed them. Not to mention, the act made you feel like the heroine in a rom-com. Certainly it was something that Meg Ryan or Rachel McAdams would do once they realized how they felt about the male lead.

The first letter you ever wrote was during your final year of ballet class. Dancing had been a part of your life since you were three, but a new passion had been discovered so you’d decided to quit after this last cluster of classes. A terrible decision, really. Because right after your mind was already made up, a new boy had joined the class.

Kim Jongin.

He had just moved into town after his father was promoted to a new position and had to transfer to headquarters. You’d never seen him at the park or the grocery store before. He was completely new. And beautiful.

He was blessed golden skin that glistened, shining brighter the longer he danced. And, oh, the way he danced. It was well beyond what anyone else could do. His movements were fluid, water-like, as if the very beat of the music were pulling and manipulating his limbs to convey what the notes had to say. Each move was a word and when he formed them together, they could make you smile or cry. And when he smiled… oh, his smile was like starlight. The kind of brightness that stayed in the sky even as the city lights flickered on. To this day, you’d never found one that could rival it. He was a dream that every composer coveted. So, what was your young heart to do?

Well, the movies told you to confess. But there was no way you could find the courage to do so, especially since you only saw him in class and you couldn’t confess in front of everyone. The only other option was to write it out; to write it out like Jane Austen pouring her heart out for Tom Lefroy.

Dear Jongin,

I’m not sure how to start this. Do I compliment you on your dancing? It’s nothing like I’ve seen before. Prima Donnas in the Russian Ballet would be jealous of you! But you probably hear that all the time. And about how handsome you are, even under all that hair. I can’t help but watch when you pull it back for class so you can see yourself in the mirror. Why can’t I look like that? I somehow ended up looking like a frizzy wet cat that just climbed out of the tub.

I guess what I’m trying to avoid saying is that… I like you. A lot. I like your laugh and your wide smile. I like how much you love music and how you interpret the melody with your moves. No one can freestyle like you! My heart does a dance of its own whenever I see you. I hope you don’t have anyone that you like, just so I can stand a chance. Would you ever think of me like that? If not, it’s okay. I just needed to tell you. Someday, you’ll be on stage dancing to an audience of thousands and I’ll be right there in the front row, cheering you on! Until then, I hope you always find happiness in what you love.

Love,

(y/n).

That sentence about watching him on stage made you cringe in hindsight. Cute for a ten-year-old, but a bit stalkerish. Luckily, though, you never gave it to him. You chickened out every time up until the last class. The idea of him opening it and reading right there in front of you was mortifying. So, then, you decided to mail it. The teacher gave you his address after you told her you wanted to invite him to your birthday party (it should be a little worrisome that a teacher was willing to pass on private information like that… perhaps it was because you were a kid). Three times you went to the mailbox to send the letter out and three times you ran back inside to hide it under your mattress.

That was the beginning of your weird little tradition. Though you never sent the letter to Jongin, you felt better having somewhat confessed your feelings and worked through them without the humiliation of actually… doing it. So, the next time you had a crush so overwhelming that you needed to get the feelings out, you wrote a letter. You even went all the way each time to address the envelope, giving the confession a sense of finality. There was no fear in them ever going out. Baekhyun was the only other one in the world who knew of their existence. At the current moment, eight were hidden in a drawer in your vanity. The way your fingers were itching, a ninth one was on the way.

“I might,” you finally replied.

Baekhyun leaned forward eagerly. “Can I read it when you’re done?”

“No!”

He snapped his fingers as he sat back in his chair. “Darn.”

“Why am I even friends with you?”

“Because I’m charming.”

There was no question in his voice. He one-hundred percent believed it. And… to be honest, he did have his moments. But that was all in the past. “Like a plank of wood.”

Shaking his head, Baekhyun rapped his hands on the table before standing up. “Alright, I’m going to class. Have fun with your pencil and imagination.” For emphasis on his stupid remark, he stole one last chip before walking off.

You finished off your sandwich in a bit of a rage. By the time you were finished, your mouth muscles were aching as if you’d spent several hours at the gym and it was jaw day.

You only had one class left for the afternoon. But it was algebra. How were you supposed to concentrate on functions when your sad attempt at getting into a relationship with your tutor failed so epically? Somehow you managed, though, and you packed up at the end of class with a new sort of determination. As you hopped on your bike and rode home, you thought over what you were going to write. You were so lost in your head that you hadn’t notice the car pulling out of your neighbor’s driveway, nearly hitting you before the driver hit their brakes.

“Shoot!”

You back peddled to break. Your heart thumped in your chest. No life memories flashed before your eyes, but you were sure you almost died. Slowly, you moved forward to get out of the way of the car.

“I’m sorry!” you yelled over your shoulder.

The driver leaned out the window.

Oh, great.

It was your neighbor. Or, at least, your neighbor’s son. Do Kyungsoo. He stared at you with an expression that could be blank but could also be a glare. It was hard to tell with him. Shaking his head, he pulled back inside the car and drove away.

Fighting off embarrassment for the second time this day - albeit this situation was much lower on the scale and it happened a bit more often than you’d like to admit - you put your bike up in the backyard and headed up to your room. Your mother, a literary history professor, and your father, a doctor at the local hospital, were both at work and wouldn’t be home until well after dinner. You were used to it. Besides, you were an adult and you liked being able to decide to have pizza for dinner and not worry about what other people wanted for toppings. Once you put your order in, you sat down at your vanity and got to work.

Dear Junmyeon,

Has anyone told you how your hair looks in the sunlight? The dark brown hues seem so warm and inviting, like an ebony chair that was warmed by the unfiltered rays. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to run my finger through it. Would the strands be as soft as they look? Would you wear the same smile on your face that you do during our sessions? But I guess I might not be meant to feel them. Today, I intended to tell you how I felt. I woke up with a determination, a goal to say how much I like you to your face. I was so nervous riding my bike to the university, but it was the good kind of nervous; the kind that makes you keep going. It seemed, however, that I was too late. Or maybe I simply never had a chance at all. I’d missed any signs that said you were already someone else’s.

I hope she knows how lucky she is. I hope she makes you laugh and listens to you when you’re having a bad day. Your laugh is like a symphony. Does she tell you how light and lovely it is? Or how infectious it is? When you laugh, I can’t help but laugh along. It’ll be sad not to hear it anymore. Or have our talks filled with random subject changes. But I think I’ll miss your smile most of all. The way it crinkles your eyes yet still lets them shine. The way it spreads across your face and the way your cheeks grow. It is truly a sight to behold. I hope wherever you go, you are always smiling. You always let your light shine even on the cloudiest of days. That’s what’s so special about you and what made me fall for you. Even when I was frustrated or couldn’t understand, you were patient, taking my mind off of the negative and turning me so I could face the positive. That’s a rare kind of person. You are a rare kind of person. Please always be happy, Kim Junmyeon.

Love,

(y/n)

With a sigh you sat back in your chair. The letter had done its job. Though you were still sad about the way things turned out, you no longer felt defeated. The words you needed to say were now out there without being “out there”. Okay, so he had a girlfriend. Big deal. It wasn’t the end of the world. There were more potential love interests out there that you could find. He was only one and obviously wasn’t the one.

Beginning to smile again, you folded the letter and put it in an envelope. You didn’t have Junmyeon’s address, so you wrote out the address for the math lab. Opening the top drawer of the vanity, you placed the latest addition to your collection under the first envelope. The doorbell rang right as you closed it up again. Oh, thank goodness. Food.

Practically skipping down the steps, you hurried to the front door.

“Hi-” You stopped as soon as you’d opened it. The person waiting on the other side was not the pizza delivery guy - it was Baekhyun. The boxes holding the pizza and cheese sticks you’d order for no one but yourself were in his hands. Over his shoulder, you barely caught sight of the delivery man driving away. “Really?”

“What? I was bored. And hungry.” He flipped open the lid to show you the hot, melted cheese of the appetizer. “Cheese stick?”

Rolling your eyes, you stepped aside so he could come inside.

Baekhyun had been to your home plenty of times in the past so it was easy for him to make himself at home. He didn’t wait for you before pulling plates out of the cabinet and pouring a drink. He even went as far as getting you glass as well. “Thirsty?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

The two of you ate at the kitchen table as your mother had a “no meals in the living room” policy. Small snacks like nuts and popcorn were okay, as long as you didn’t spill any on the couches.

“So… how did the writing go?” Baekhyun asked cheekily between bites.

You shrugged. “Fine. I’m deciding that I’m getting over it.”

Now it was Baekhyun’s turn to roll his eyes. “You always get over them fast.”

“What’s the point of dwelling on the things you can’t change?”

That was always your answer. Yes, the hurt was immediate and painful, but Baekhyun was right, you tended to push it aside rather quickly. That was the whole point of your letters, anyway. Get the feelings out of the way so you could move on. What was the point of clinging on to something like that? You would only end up worse if you stayed in that spot. So, you pushed yourself to move on. And eight times out of nine, it had worked. There was only that one nagging letter that failed to do its job. That particular set of feelings refused to go away even as you looked to other crushes, as you found other boys to like. It was the one you would always wonder about, the one that was completely off limits. The dull ache still crept up every once in a while. If moving on was what you had to do, you would do it. Because you would prefer if you never had to go through something like that ever again.

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