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ATEEZ S/o Popular YouTube Live Streamer Reaction.
Requested: i would like to request how ateez members would react to their s/o being a popular YouTube streamer and them accidentally walking in on their s/o live stream in the chat would go crazy.
a/n: this is a birthday themed request. I enjoyed making this. It was funny to me. 🤣
NOT EDITED BUT PROOFREAD A LITTLE.
MINGI: "HAPPY BIRTDA-" He stops at the threshold of the door wearing a party hat and holding a cake. "Oh, are you live streaming?"
You turned in your gamer chair looking at your boyfriend. "Um, yeah."
"Oh, really?" He steps further into the room, looking at the computer screen.
The chat box started going crazy
Zen: Omg is that who I think it is?!?
Baby Tee: Is this your boyfriend y/n? Why does he low-key look like Mingi from Ateez?
Theodore: Oh my freaking nuts. MINGI? Is this a prank? Or is this some crazy video editing somehow?!?
Suan: their boyfriend can't b Mingi. Not THE Mingi. This has to be some kind of prank fr fr.
Psycho: It makes sense now why Y/n never showed us their bf. Its cause he is just as famous as they are!!
You pulled your boyfriend into the screen smiling. "Um, Everyone so yeah... Mingi from ateez is my boyfriend."
Mingi sat the cake down so he could wave. "Hi, Everyone, I am Y/n's boyfriend. Nice to meet you all." He smiles. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to steal y/n for a few hours."
YUNHO: He didn't know that you were in the middle of live streaming when he came dancing into the room singing Happy Birthday and popping confetti poppers.
"Yunho, I'm living streaming right now." You pointed at your computer.
"Oh, shit." he quickly bows. "I didn't mean to ruin your live."
The chat box started to go off.
Kill la Kill: Okay no, cause is dat YUNHO I see? lol.
Mint Mint: U CAN RUIN MY LIFE!!
Prince Charming: Is he ur boyfriend?
Rugrat: Y were u keepin him a secret from us?
Paul: Is this guy famous or sumthing?
Lizzy Bear: Don't tell me he's Y/n's bf like they're my WAIFU!!
NOT OKAY: I hope Y/n can fight. LMAO
"Would you like to join the live with me, Yunho?" You ask him.
"I don't want to steal the attention from you, but if you want to I will." He pushes you out of the way and smiles into the camera. "Yunho, taking over."
JONGHO: While you were in the middle of showing off your new headset, a fan gifted you. Jongho burst open the door blowing a party blower. "Let's get the party start-" he pauses. "Oh. Oh, are you streaming already?"
"Yeah." You said. "Want to say hi?"
Jongho wobbles over, waving. "Hi, I'm Jongho. Y/n's number 1 supporter."
The chat box starts flooding in with messages.
Bambi: No way. NO FREAKING WAY THIS IS THE JONGHO!!
Jaya Jaya ya: He should be grateful to have bagged a baddie like Y/n.
Shy Mariah: BLOW THE WHISTLE!
sUpEr MaRio: I just started stanning ATEEZ and Jongho is my bias!!! i'mma go cry in a corner.
My lucky lady: New Ship?
BBQ Sauce on my tittes: Jst waiting for the crazy fans to enter the chat *sips tea*
SAY MY NAME: Does dis mean we getting couple stuff now? cuz I don't mind at all :)
Jongho laughs at the ship comment saying. "What can our ship name be?"
You rolled your eyes nudging him out of the way. "Jongho has boyfriend duties now. Say bye Jongho."
He pouts. "Bye Y/n's live stream fans."
SEONGHWA: He was rubbing his sleepy eyes in his other hand was a gift bag with your birthday gift, he sleepily walked into the middle of your live stream yawning, holding out your gift in front of you. "Y/n, happy birthday."
"Baby, say hi to my fans." You beamed.
"Huh?"
You pulled him down to be in frame and pointed at your computer. "I'm live."
"What?!" Seonghwa nervously laughed, running his fingers through his messy bleached hair. "Um, Hi Y/n's fans I didn't mean to interrupt."
Fever Fever: Mother Seonghwa is that u?
Bad boi dwn: Oh, wonder how his company is going to cover this up?
Queen of tha South: Wasn't expecting to be blinded by a handsome man.
Lil Lotto: We need a story time cause like wtf?
U can call me monster: Y/n musta did something in a past life to be this lucky to get a K-POP man.
Crazy Form: whenever he eat the cookie he got good form?????
Alice In Wonderland: This man makes me forget I'm lesbian.
"Should we do a small q & a?" You ask your fans.
Seonghwa sits on your lap. "Yeah, should we?"
WOOYOUNG: He was wearing a pink lace apron and carrying a homemade cake when he walked into the middle of your live streaming while you were doing the dance to Bouncy.
"I baked you a cake for your birthday but I see you're busy. I'll come back later." Wooyoung said.
"I'm having a birthday live. You can join in. Everyone would love to see you."
Your fans started flooding the chat.
Pirate King: R my eyes deceiving me? Wooyoung is that you my boy?
Kitty Kat: Oh they really living the Y/n life.
White boy wasted: Haters gonna say this fake.
i stole ur bias: adding to the hit list.
Alpha Josh: So are we going to ignore the fact that this man is overly gorgeous?
Pizza HūrT: Life isn't fair because how can I live the Y/n dream? do I need to play “I'm not like other girls” card?
Dirty Sprite: K, that explains why she never shows us her phone screen saver.
Woo Woo: I can't right now. Because like Wooyoung and Y/n are together? Two of my favorite ppl n the world!
“Well, since I'm in the live stream, can you all help me wish, Y/n a very happy birthday.” Wooyoung gives you a kiss on the cheek.
YEOSANG: He didn't mean to barge in during your live stream. At first he doesn't notice because he puts his phone in your face. The rest of Ateez faces were shoved into the phone camera yelling happy birthday to you, it was so chaotic and loud. You smiled at Yeosang.
“Babe I'm in the middle of a live stream right now.”
“You are?”
“Yeah. See everyone is commenting.” You point at the chat box.
Yeosang reads the incoming messages.
Depresso Expresso: idk how to explain it but he's the product of his mother during all the work doing sex.
Dat girl Maya: yeah what they said ^^^
Get'em Gates: r u 2 dating?
Ur Faves Can't Rap: I'm suddenly gay.
M0lLy: Oh I know he's cracking her back like a glow stick every night.
I got that dog in meee: Funny of u to assume he does the cracking ^^^
Princess Tee: he's a work of ARRRT.
Megan Thee Goat: He's the definition of HOT BOY. If ykyk.
“Okay say bye to Yeosang everyone before he gets a big head.” You laughed, poking your boyfriend in the ribs.
HONGJOONG: “Okay make a wish!” Hongjoong burst into your room with a cupcake in his hand and a big smile on his face.
You spun in your gaming chair. “Where are your clothes?”
“I'm your birthday gift.” Hongjoong winks at you.
“Thats nice in and all. But there's like 100,000 people seeing your junk.”
“You're joking right?” He lets out a nervous laugh, using the cupcake to cover himself.
“Nope. Live stream.”
“Live stream?” he swallowed and waves at everyone watching. “Hi, I'm um Hongjoong Y/n's birthday gift.”
The chat box went crazy.
Vanilla baby: At least he came unwrapped. My God!!!
GUERRILLA: ooou he's a big boy indeed.
Choke me spank me: sssjjiokhdgfertgyjbfrfv.
San's left nut: I can die happily now.
Icky Vicky: He your man?!?
Touch sum grass: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!! But please get your naked man off the screen. My mom walked in and thought I was watching porn....
Jimin's baby momma: am I in a fanfic right now?
Peru Peru: He slanging.
Sativa: he really gifted us all.
Bill Nye: isn't this how most porns start?
3D: Can he make it bouncy?
Olivia: This man is sex on legs.
“Sorry, everyone. Hongjoong will go put on some clothes now.”
“But I like the attention.”
You ended the live playfully beating up Hongjoong.
SAN: He had the same idea as Hongjoong but instead of being naked he wore a silk black robe but still naked underneath. San walked into your room with a bottle of champagne and from somewhere in the house Birthday by Katy Perry played.
"Y/n, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!" San drops his robe, bare ass to the camera. "This is all for you. but when isn't it?" he smirks.
You stared at your boyfriend. "Um babe, you're mooning my live stream."
"What the fuck?" He hurries to grab the robe from the floor to cover himself. "Why didn't you say anything sooner!”
You laughed. “I wasn't expecting you go all Chippendale's on me.”
The messages started to flood in.
Isamu: Um... Continue please?
Misty Blue: lol mooning yes. A FULL moon indeed.
Hawaii Five - O: Lol is it just me are does he look like San from ATEEZ?
Jazmine: Yea was watching with my dad...Thanks...
Lisa: CAUSE IT IS SAN FROM ATEEZ. *screaming and punching the air*
Da Kid: Boyfriend or Roommate?
Hailey: noooo y is my husband there with Y/n!!!! San you come home this minute!
Supernatural Fan: Didn't think I'd b seeing a guy's bare ass while enjoying my salad.
Beth: Thank you for the heart attack.
Charlie: I don't think roommates do this kind of thing @ Da Kid.
Angelina: PUT IT ON MEEEEEE!!!SCXSYBXQTIVKSWTCHOUDWWXGHGD
Kimmy: Are u getting dick downed by him every night?
iPad adult: Too much junk in the trunk lol.
“Now that everyone has seen my boyfriend's butt. I'm ending the stream.”
“Does that mean you're going to enjoy your birthday gift now?” San smiles at you.
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I saw a video of Chan manhandling the other members and now I'm thinking about free use Chan so... walk with me for a moment yall
minors DNI
Chan would buy you a consent bracelet: if you're wearing it, your body is not your own.
which wrist you wear it on depends on what you're open to
left wrist means you're open to gentle free use
gentle free use is chan gently taking you against the shower wall
pushing your legs apart and eating you out first thing in the morning with slow lazy flicks of his tongue and his teeth softly scraping your clit
or fucking you with his tongue while his nose (lord that man and his beautiful fkn nose) gently nudges at your clit
whispering praises against your ear while he's fucking you
"such a good girl... I love using you just as much as you like being used"
pins you down and manhandles you... but lovingly
"That's it... take my cock, baby"
loves exploring your mouth with his tongue
loves sucking and softly biting your nipples
lazily sucks your nipples while you're on top
likes feeling your hands on his biceps
likes watching you suck his fingers while he's fucking you
heavy into slow and deep strokes
kisses all over your face while he's throttling you missionary
will snowball with you after he cums in your mouth
obsessed with eye contact
will throttle you into the mattress
so vocal
will definitely get pussy drunk and overstimulate you while he's eating your cunt greedily
will also overstimulate himself while he's pounding you until he's whining and trembling just as much as you are
right wrist means he can do his absolute worst
oh you're doing something in the kitchen? he's coming up behind you, shoving you down on the counter, and fucking you
likes that he can use you to destress
using you means fucking your throat until you're a mess of tears, spit, and cum
"fucking gag on it, bitch"
it could mean forcing himself into you before you're fully ready to receive him
means holding his hand over your mouth and nose while he's fucking you stupid
"Oh it's too much? Shut up, it isn't. Don't be a fucking crybaby over something you asked for"
loves gripping you by your throat
moves you roughly into the position he wants you in
pinches your nipples too hard
mocks you
"Oh don't push me away... fucking take it. Take my cock... oh it hurts?... Good."
loves slapping your face and spanking your ass
loves spitting on your lips and in your mouth
gets off on your tears
"Cry, little girl... yeah cry for me. you know I love seeing you fucked out and stupid for me... bet you don't even know what you're crying for at this point"
cums on your face
aftercare king
you definitely have bruises on your wrists from him pinning you down
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For my Hongjoong stans!
I know you saw the Captain with that shot glass in his hand🤭I can only imagine what shenanigans he got into backstage. I have thoughts about it, ehehehe.
Hongjoong, still in his post show high, which is extremely high because it's Coachella, and still a little tipsy from the drink on stage and some celebratory shots after, and he sees you, his sweet little s/o, waiting by his dressing room. You, who always encouraged him and stayed by his side since he was a trainee, and always had his back, looking so sweet as you stand there with a huge bouquet of flowers for him. You jump up and down, waving when you see him, and he smirks.
Usually, he'd be a little emotional and sweet, but today he feels different. Today, he feels like living up to one of the names that Atiny calls him: a demon line member. And the way you look in your cute little Coachella outfit has him feeling particularly devilish. He wants to reciprocate the love that you never fail show him, and make sure you know just how he feels about you. He wants to absolutely devour you, ravaging you until the only word you can remember is his name and there are no thoughts in your head.
You, however, are none the wiser of the thoughts brewing in his head as you congratulate him and hand him the flowers, a bright smile on your face until he whispers in your ear: "save that energy, my Treasure. You'll need it."
(also tagging my fave Hongjoong biases, because I like making you suffer: @brownsugarbaybee , @hee0soo, @nateezfics )
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Set My Wings on Fire (DPR Ian x Fem!Reader)
Summary: You're smitten by the love of your life, Christian Yu and he's being painted as a dangerous person. But, you don't care cause that's your man and you're going to stick beside him. You're pretty much in love with a villain, but he's super sweet to you. Non-celebrity AU.
Pairing: DPR Ian x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2024
Warnings: Smut, PIV, oral sex (male rec), mentions of murder, praise kink, good girl, unprotected sex, creampie
This is part of a NEW SERIES called Duality. It's all about embracing switch!energy. Part 1 will be sub!reader and Part 2 will be dom!reader. Some of the stories will be 2 idols x reader, and some will be just 1 on 1.
Smut below the cut.
"You need to leave him alone," Your best friend voices as they stare at the large television on your wall. The dim glow casts a shadow across your living room.
You press your lips together and cross your arms. A tightness crawls up your chest. This is the last thing you want to hear right now. You are tired of hearing this comment right now. You feel around your couch for the remote. You can't bother to listen to the news channel any longer.
"Look," you begin, forcing yourself to meet their gaze. "I know Christian very well. The media is trying to make up stories about him. He's not the monster they're making him out to be," You speak up and express your feelings. You twist his ring that he gave you a year ago, and you decide to wear it as a necklace.
You know Christian better than anyone. Everything he does has a meaning and purpose behind it.
You stare at the image of his picture plastered on the television. His usual neat dark brown hair is a mess, and his eyeliner is smeared. Underneath his picture are large red letters "WANTED" that contrast against his pale complexion. Sure, he might seem dangerous to someone else, but to you, something magnetizes you to him.
"The man is a killer, Y/n. If he comes here, you need to turn him in. You don't want to go to jail for housing a fugitive, do you?"
"He isn't a killer. I don't care what the media is saying."
You pick up your phone off the couch table and see that he texted you five minutes ago that he was on his way. You quickly text back and tell him to wait until your best friend leaves.
"This man has brainwashed you. Hopefully, you realize the truth before it's too late." Your best friend raises their hands in defeat and stands up. "I gotta go. I'll see you at work tomorrow."
"He's not, but thanks for stopping by," you reply, trying to smooth things.
Your friend stands up and hugs you. You're glad they are leaving. There is nothing that will convince you that Christian is a bad person. Even with everything you know about him, you would never turn on him.
You walk with them to your front door, and the soft patter of your bare feet echoes against the polished hardwood floor.
Once they leave you close the door only to be slightly pushed open, revealing Christian.
There he is.
The only man that can make you melt to your knees. You want nothing more than to feel his hands all over you.
"Beautiful," Christian, your accented lover, whispers your favorite nickname. He steps into your home. His words allow you to fall to your knees and please your man. But, you don't want to act too thirsty.
He removes his hood with both hands and reveals his hair in messy, shoulder-length loose curls. The two of you stand in your foyer, and your eyes connect.
Christian has such a dark energy around him that it attracts you to him for whatever reason. It pulls you in so closely, like a moth to a flame. Regardless of what others say, you can still see the good in him. He's been nothing but kind, patient, and loving to you. So, really, that's all that matters to you.
"Are you okay?" You ask him.
Christian removes his sweatshirt, and your eyes trace over his tattoos. You run your hand over the one tattoo over his heart, your name.
"I'm so much better, now that I'm with you."
"I'm sure you know they're looking for you."
"I know," Christian sighs. "I'm also wanted for something. What is it this time?"
"Murder."
Christian stares into your eyes, and he can heart your heart beating fast. No one has ever cared about him more than you. Your unwavering loyalty is something he's searched for many years. Now, he's found exactly what he needs within you.
"Do you think I'm guilty?" Christian asks you.
"No, but if you did it, I know there was a reason."
"Good girl. You know your man oh too well," Christian praises you. He knows it's exactly what you need to hear in this moment.
Your lips curl into a smile, and you haven't looked away from him. He knows that nothing about him scares you. He's told you his deepest, darkest secrets. Because he knows he can trust you.
"I do. My best friend was just running their mouth talking about how I need to leave you alone. But, they don't know you like I do."
"Do you need me to handle that?"
"No, never that."
"We have some catching up to do. Don't we, angel?"
"Yes."
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You turn on the shower and step into it first. Christian follows behind you. He presses you against the shower wall from behind. "My angel.. so pure. So innocent," he whispers into your ear.
Christian runs his hand down your back, enough to give you chills. You've missed feeling his touch against your skin.
"You know I'm far from innocent."
"Compared to me. You're a saint."
Christian attacks your neck with kisses. This instantly sends a warmth throughout your body. You've missed the way his lips feel against your skin. You don't care what happens when he's out of your sight. Because this man adores you, he'd do anything to protect you.
"Sweetness, tell me.." Christian pulls away from you and turns you around to face him. His gaze penetrates your eyes, searching for something unspoken. "Do you really love me?"
His eyes are full of emotions, and you can see the pureness in his question. But, at the same time, why would he question you this way? You've always supported him no matter what.
"Of course, I do. Why wouldn't I?"
"Even if I had to leave you for a bit?"
Your breath quickens, and you can feel your stomach churn. Is he going to up and leave you? Does this mean he's going to end things with you?
"Where are you going?" You twist your necklace.
Christian picks you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist as the warm water cascades down the two of you.
"I'm not sure. But, I'm leaving in 48 hours."
"Because of what I saw on the news?" You try to piece everything together. Did this mean that it was true? You didn't want to ask him what happened because you trusted him.
He promised you he would never do anything that would jeopardize his time with you. He stated that from the beginning. But, now, it felt like things were going differently.
"Yes."
"I'm coming with you."
"Hell no. I will get this sorted out. I will come back for you."
"No, I'm coming with you."
"Angel?"
"Yes."
"Don't I always come back for you?"
"Yes.. but."
"No, buts. Listen, you have to trust me. I will come back for you, okay?"
You nod. But, your fear is he's going to leave you.
"Angel, don't look so sad. I wish I could take you with me. It's going to pain me to leave you."
"Well let me taste you for the last time."
"Of course, angel."
Christian releases from his arms, and you get down on your knees. You look up at him.
He strokes your face and looks at you in such a loving way.
You hold your hands behind your back and swirl your tongue around his dick until he's halfway in your mouth.
You hum your favorite song and move your mouth up and down his length. This could be the last time you taste him, so you want to savor the moment.
You close your eyes and move faster and hear him moan. You love hearing him vocalize his satisfaction for you.
"Go deeper for me, angel," Christian instructs you, and you have no problem following instructions.
You take him deeper into your mouth, and he cradles the back of your head. He's moving with you to the point where you two are rocking as one.
At this moment, you are breathing through your nose because you only want to please him. You live to serve him. You are hopelessly devoted to him.
"Fuck.. just like this," Christian groans. "Don't stop, angel. God, you're so beautiful like this."
"Mmmhm," you barely manage to say because you have your mouth full and wouldn't want to have it any other way. Tonight has to count and hold you over.
"No one else can suck me the way you do. You're so amazing, angel," Christian continues to praise you, which encourages you to keep going because you know he's so close.
"You want this nut don't you?"
You nod without missing a beat, and both of his hands are on the back of your head. He's practically fucking your throat at this point.
He cums down your throat, and you swallow all of it.
Christian pulls you up to kiss you. He slips his tongue into your mouth and kisses you. As the kiss deepens, you can't help but run your fingers along your pussy only to find that it are dripping for him.
"Thank you for that amazing blow job, angel. You're always amazing."
"No problem."
Christian wraps his arms around you. "Mhmm.. I'm ready to feel all of you now. You want that, baby?"
"Yess.."
"How do you want me?"
"From behind.. like this." You turn around, place your hands against the shower wall, and arch your back.
Christian places his hand against your lower back and moves his dick along your entrance. "You know I love taking you from behind. Do you want me here or do you want back door."
"Here.. I want to feel you deep inside me. I prefer anal when I'm pegging you."
Christian kisses on the side of your neck. "I know baby.. next time when I come home. We can celebrate with pegging." He sucks on your neck and inches himself into you.
Feeling him inside of you feels like home. There's nothing like having him deep inside of you.
"You're so tight for me, angel," Christian whispers against your neck, kissing gently against the spot he just sucked on.
You moan out his name and enjoy him being inside of you again.
The feeling is euphoric, and you get lost in the moment of being one with your lover again. His hands cover and clasps with yours as he strokes into you.
You hope you celebrate with him, but you want to enjoy this moment. You arch your back a little more as he increases the pace. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure throughout your body. It feels too good. You deserve to experience this type of heaven on earth.
Christian holds you in place as he slows down with each backshot he gives you, and he reaches from behind and runs his hand down the front of your love nest. He moves to your clit and strokes it.
"Yesss, baby! I love when you rub my clit," you moan out.
"I know you do." Christian continues to rub it while you tighten around his dick. "My baby is close. Are you going to cum on my dick?"
"Mmhmm," you moan. But, at the point, you're already trembling from the combination of his teasing your clit and being buried inside you. The sensation is perfect. It's a feeling that never gets old. No matter how many times he gives you an orgasm, it always feels as good as the first time.
"So, be a good girl and cum for me."
"That's it.. baby. Cum on dick." He instructs you and talks you through it. You obey him easily. You release onto his dick. He's right there with you as he pumps into you until he cums inside you.
"Mmm.. thank you, baby," you say, trying to catch your breath.
"No, thank you angel. You were wonderful as always. I can't wait to celebrate with you when I come back."
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Part 2
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Jake with Black!Reader who loves Pink!
Ever since Jake met you he knew you loved anything girly and anything pink. Hell the day he met you, you were wearing pink
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The first time he came too your house to hang out he was honestly shocked at how overly pink your room was.
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The room had white colored walls but everything else was different shades of pink. From poster, your curtains, your desk, your bed frame and bedding. You were really a pink girlie.
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If Jake didn’t know anything about you…he knew you loved the color pink.
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He always bought you things and made sure they were in some shade or form of pink.
“Hey do you have this shirt in pink? I don’t think my girlfriend will wear it if it isn’t pink.”
He even had this amazing idea to take you too a park and have a pink picnic with you. He had managed to get only pink snacks for the two of you to enjoy. He brought paint and other things for you two to do
“Babe! Look, I got you these heart shaped cakes with pink frosting!”
You getting excited over anything being pink just brought a smile to his face.
“Babe! Look at this wall clock! It’s so cute!” You say pointing too the pastel pink clock with tiny pink hearts on the inside.
Jake just smiles and indulges in your love for pink. If it’s pink and you want it, he’ll get it. No questions asked.
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Being with you for so long and see you around so much pink makes him love the color himself. He loves when you dress in different shades of pink. The color made your darkskin pop and you looked absolutely beautiful, he loves it.
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When he’s out with the guys and he sees something pink he’ll get it for you. Rather it be a headband, a pair of socks or something for your room. He. Gets. It.
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Of course the guys all tease him about it but he couldn’t care less. His girlfriend loved pink and he loved his girlfriend.
“Look, he’s buying something else for Yn.” “Of course he is, it’s pink and she’s obsessed with color pink.” “Hey! I can hear you!”
Overall…pink is your favorite color and Jake is your enabler when it comes to the pretty color pink.
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FOR LIFE — Choi Yeonjun
SUMMARY ✰ You don’t want to bother your ex-boyfriend, Yeonjun, but in the midst of intense heartbreak and questioning why the ones you love always leave you, you have no choice but to invite him over to help you make sense of it.
GENRE ✰ Ex!Yeonjun, Firstlove!Yeonjun, ANGST
🎧 ➤ For Life by EXO
You swipe down on your phone to check the time, which reads 10:00PM.
Your lower lip is practically bleeding from how hard you're biting it, all because of the nervousness you feel as you hover over Yeonjun's phone number. You know you shouldn't reach out to him, even though the last time he saw you, six months ago, his lips planted a delicate kiss on your forehead and he assured you that you could call him whenever you need him.
It’s selfish though, is it not? To interrupt whatever peace he’s gained since the two of you broke up, all because you haven’t been able to find your own? A year and a half has passed, and based off of the scraps of his life he’s allowed you to have through social media, he seems so much better off. He’s constantly traveling, glowing, and you know him—he’s way too beautiful and perfect to not have replaced you by now.
“Fuck it.” You utter. With a shaky thumb, and a quivering voice, you press the call button. You have no clue whether he’ll pick up the phone for you. All you know is that more than anything, you need to hear his voice, and as your first love, and the only ex you don’t absolutely despise, he’s the only person qualified to assist you in this moment.
You’re sitting on the floor in-front of your bed in fetal position, rocking back and forth to the sound of the phone ringing. After three rings, it stops, and so does your heart for a second. Did he send you to voicemail? He probably did. I mean, you would've sent yourself to voicemail if you're being completely honest.
“Hello?”
His voice is clear and unwavering, and now you're frozen in place. Your mouth opens and then closes repeatedly, but words refuse to come out of your mouth and you aren't sure why.
"Hello? Y/N? Maybe she called by accident." He mutters. You hear him getting out of his chair in his studio, the squeaky sound instantly reminding you of all the times you curled up into his lap, content as long as you're with him, but silently wishing he'd give it up for the night and take you home so the two of you could sleep.
“Um, it’s me. Me, as in Y/N. Wait—you know that already.”
You start to relax a little when you hear his consoling chuckle that he uses when you're amusing him. “You don’t think I deleted your number, did you?” You don’t have to see him to know that his left brow has raised teasingly.
“Well it has been a long time.”
“It doesn’t matter how much time has passed. I told you that you can call me whenever. I’m always going to care about you.”
You know he’s a saint—everybody does, but it still catches you off guard every time. His tone is so genuine, and you can hear his the confident smile he’s wearing on his face. He knows he has you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, holding in your squeal of excitement that you would totally let out if he wasn’t still on the other line.
“Thanks.”
“Is that all you called for? To hear my voice? I didn’t know we were allowed to do that.”
Your eyes shut, and without regret, you slap yourself on the forehead. God, why is he still so good at taking your breath away? “No.” You sigh, “I just—I really just…ugh.”
“Take your time.” He coos.
“Yeonjun.” You wine, a shy hiccup escaping your throat.
“Okay, I’m sorry. It’s just so easy to tease you. What’s wrong?”
“If I’m being honest, I’m a mess.”
“You’re not a mess, Y/N. Don’t say that.”
Had this been a few months ago, you’d stop him right there, asking him if you’re truly not a mess, why didn’t he stay? But that would ruin the mood, wouldn’t it? You hate how quick your emotions change. You were happy to hear his voice—enjoying your nostalgic back and forth, but now your entire body feels icky and tears are welling up in your eyes.
“Well something isn’t right, because I keep giving my all to people and they keep sucking the life out of me and leaving.”
Silence.
“Can I come over?” He says. You don’t know whether to be surprised or not. You know him—he probably felt a rush of guilt from your subtle, but sharp words. Guilt is what you believe kept the two of you together as long as you were. You really don’t know the truth, because all he said when he broke up with you is the cop-out “I’m too overwhelmed” instead of saying what it really was.
“I mean—yeah, of course. But you don’t have to. You actually can hang up and pretend I never called if you want. This is weird anyways for you I’m sure.” You force a laugh to try and lighten the mood, and he mimics you.
“I owe it to you. I’ll be over in like thirty minutes.” Is all he says before hanging up.
The room suddenly feels both emptier and warmer after Yeonjun's promise to come over. You take a deep breath, a mix of relief and apprehension settling within you. The rhythmic ticking of the clock becomes more pronounced as you gather your thoughts, realizing the gravity of what you've just set in motion.
After what seems like an eternity, a soft knock interrupts the silence. You hesitate for a moment before getting up, your legs feeling like jelly. You open the door, and there he is, Yeonjun, with that familiar reassuring smile.
"Hey," he greets, his eyes reflecting genuine concern.
Ah, there it was. The paralyzation of your mind and mouth whenever your orbs greeted each other. It didn’t matter how long you prepared your words, everything always disappeared when he was in-front of you. What did you invite him over for again?
You manage a nervous laugh, realizing the irony of the situation. "I think I invited you over to... discuss life, or maybe just to remind myself what it feels like to have someone who understands." You slowly back away from the door, which allows him to step in. Flashbacks of him being nose to nose with you try to creep in, but you’re still fighting.
Yeonjun smirks, his eyes holding a playful glint. "Well, I'm here for both, and anything else you need. Discussing life is kind of my specialty."
The room settles into a comfortable quietude, filled only with the soft hum of distant city sounds. Yeonjun's presence brings a warmth that transcends the physical space, as if the air is charged with the shared history between you two.
"Can I sit?" Yeonjun questions softly. He refuses to look at the couch, and you wonder if it’s because he can’t help but be reminded of every kiss, touch, and comfort the two of you have shared on its worn cushions.
You nod, giving him permission as you try to read the emotions flickering in his eyes. He chooses a spot on the floor instead, perhaps opting for a neutral space that doesn't carry the weight of history.
The silence stretches for a moment, both of you enveloped in your thoughts. You can't help but steal glances at him, the playfulness from earlier replaced by a quiet contemplation. The ghost of a smile tugs at his lips, hinting at the shared nostalgia.
“So.” You utter.
“So.” He repeats.
“I uh—you’re my first love.”
"I know," he replies softly, a mixture of understanding and a hint of regret in his voice.
"My first... everything," you remind yourself in the moment, the vulnerability in your words echoing the raw emotions that brought him to your apartment tonight.
Yeonjun shifts on the floor, adjusting to the weight of your confession. "I remember," he says, his tone gentle. "It's not something you easily forget."
A bittersweet smile plays on your lips as you recall the shared moments that shaped your past. "You left, though. You left me wondering what was wrong with me."
He looks down, his fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the floor. "Y/N, I didn't leave because of you. It was me, my own issues. I didn't handle things the way I should have."
Your eyes meet his, searching for sincerity in the depths of his gaze. "But it felt like I wasn't enough. Just like now, with someone else. I keep wondering if there's something inherently wrong with me."
Yeonjun sighs, a heavy exhale that carries the weight of shared struggles. "Y/N, it's not you. You're not the problem. Sometimes people leave not because of who you are, but because of where they are in their own journey. It took me a while to understand that."
You take a deep breath, the truth settling in your chest. "I just wanted you to know... why I called you tonight. It's like history repeating itself, and I needed someone who understands."
Yeonjun's gaze softens, a silent invitation for you to share your story. The weight of unshed tears lingers in your eyes as you begin to unravel the painful narrative of your recent past.
"It's Yuta," you admit, the name carrying a bitter taste on your tongue. "He came into my life when I was convinced I was done with relationships. Said all the right things, made me believe there was something real between us."
Yeonjun listens, his expression a mix of empathy and concern. You trace invisible patterns on your palms, a feeble attempt to anchor yourself in the vulnerability of the moment.
"But the moment I started to like him, he turned distant, hot and cold," you continue, your voice cracking slightly. "It was like he played this game, and I didn't understand the rules. One day he was all in, and the next, he acted like we were strangers."
Yeonjun's jaw tightens, a subtle display of the protective instinct he still holds for you. "He doesn't deserve you," he says, his voice carrying an undercurrent of anger.
The pain in your chest intensifies as you delve deeper into the tangled web of emotions. "I thought I was over these insecurities, that I could move on. But it hurts, Yeonjun. It hurts to feel like I'm not enough, like no matter how hard I try, someone will always find a reason to leave."
Tears threaten to spill over, and you look away, hoping to hide the vulnerability etched across your face. The room feels suffocating, a reminder of the cycles of heartache you find yourself trapped in.
But the echoes of Yuta's actions linger, reopening old wounds and casting shadows on the love that once bloomed in this very room. The irony of finding solace in the person who was once the source of your joy is not lost on you, and the weight of it all presses heavily on your shoulders.
In a desperate attempt to redirect the overwhelming emotions, you turn to Yeonjun, your voice trembling. "Why did you leave, Yeonjun? Was it me? Am I too much, too clingy? Not pretty enough? I need to understand."
Your words spill out in a frantic torrent, the questions forming a chaotic symphony in your mind. The room seems to close in as you anxiously await his response, fingers twisting together in a silent plea for clarity.
Yeonjun's eyes flicker with guilt, a deep-rooted understanding of the pain he once caused you. "Y/N, it's not about you. It never was. I had my own issues, my own demons. I ran because I was scared, and I didn't know how to face them."
"But why?" you press, desperation lacing your voice. "I need to know. I can't keep replaying scenarios in my head, wondering what I did wrong."
He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration. "It's not about you being too much or not enough. You were everything. It's about me not being enough for myself."
Your heart pounds in your chest, the words sinking in but offering little solace. The uncertainty gnaws at your sanity, and you're on the verge of a breakdown without even realizing it. The fear of inadequacy, the fear of repeating the same cycle with Yeonjun that you did with Yuta—it's all too much to bear.
"I just wanted to be good enough for you," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to be enough for someone, anyone."
The room hangs in a fragile balance, the unspoken emotions swirling between you and Yeonjun. The weight of your insecurities crashes against the fragile walls you've built, threatening to break you down completely. As you grapple with the echoes of your past and the uncertainty of the present, you find yourself caught in a storm of emotions, hoping that somewhere in this chaos, you can find the answers you so desperately seek.
Yeonjun's frustration simmers beneath the surface, a storm gathering in the calm of his expression. His eyes, once warm, now reflect the turmoil within. He takes a deep breath, his words measured but carrying an edge of exasperation.
"Y/N, I need you to understand," he begins, his tone low but intense. "You didn't make it easy for me to leave. In fact, you were the hardest person to walk away from. But being around you, it felt suffocating."
Your heart skips a beat, the words hitting you like a punch to the gut. "What do you mean?"
He runs his hands through his hair, a gesture of frustration. "You're perfect, Y/N. An angel. I'm not. I never was. Being with you highlighted everything I wasn't. It was like standing next to a light so bright, I couldn't help but cast a darker shadow."
His confession hangs in the air, the weight of his words sinking into the very core of your being. The truth, raw and unfiltered, leaves you speechless.
"And you," he continues, his eyes never leaving yours, "you attract darkness, not because there's something wrong with you, but because you're so full of light. Some people, like Yuta, and every guy before him, they weren't ready for that light. They wanted to take your good energy and use it to mask their own dark souls, leaving you with the shattered pieces."
Tears blur your vision as the truth unravels before you. The ache in your chest deepens, the realization settling in that the very qualities that make you extraordinary are the ones that others find intimidating, overwhelming.
Yeonjun's frustration morphs into a deep sense of regret, his eyes pleading for your understanding. "I wasn't ready for you, Y/N. I was too consumed by my own darkness. It's not about you being too much. It's about me not being enough for someone as pure and good as you."
There’s a silence that’s so sharp, it’s suffocating.
"Why don't you hate me?" he questions, his gaze searching yours. "After everything, after being the first one to abandon you, why don't you hate me like you seem to hate everyone else?"
In the dimly lit room, as the shadows dance across Yeonjun's features, you find yourself captivated by the familiar lines of his face. The subtle play of light highlights the contours, and you take a moment to appreciate the details that you've come to cherish.
His eyes, deep and expressive, hold a universe of emotions that have both comforted and challenged you. You remember the times they sparkled with laughter, the warmth that enveloped you in moments of shared joy. Now, in the quiet of the room, they reflect a mixture of concern and care, amplifying the intensity of your emotions.
You look at him, a myriad of emotions playing on your face. "I honestly don't know, Yeonjun. All I know is that you're the only one I can't get over. The one my mind always takes me back to. I love you, and I don't want to, but I do."
The weight of your admission hangs in the air, and you can feel the vulnerability of your heart laid bare. Yeonjun's eyes widen slightly, registering the depth of your words. His silence carries a mixture of surprise and understanding, and in that moment, you wonder if your hearts are resonating in the quiet space between you.
"Y/N, I never wanted to hurt you like this. Knowing that I'm the one you can't get over, despite everything, makes me feel a thousand times worse."
"Yeonjun," your voice trembles, "is there any part of you that still loves me?"
For a moment, Yeonjun hesitates, his eyes flickering away from yours as if avoiding the intensity of your gaze. The air seems to thicken, anticipation mourning. Finally, he meets your eyes again, his expression a mix of sadness and resolution.
"Y/N, I..." he pauses, choosing his words carefully, "I've loved you, and a part of me probably always will. But it's been a long time, and I've had to accept that you deserve more than I could give you. You deserve someone who won't hurt you, who can give you the love and stability you deserve."
Your doe-like, teary eyes lock onto his, seeking the truth that you've been denied for so long. You can sense the sincerity in his words, and even though the truth stings, there's a part of you that appreciates the honesty you've yearned for.
"Thank you for being honest with me, Yeonjun," you say, your voice barely above a whisper. It's a bittersweet acknowledgment, a painful acceptance of the reality you've been avoiding.
Yeonjun's inner monologue swirls with conflicting emotions as he observes you, the ache in his chest almost palpable. As he maintains his gaze on you, his internal struggle remains concealed behind a veil of remorse. While he acknowledges his shortcomings and the belief that he doesn't deserve you, there's a tumultuous storm of conflicting emotions within him.
I want to kiss her. The thought echoes in his mind like a persistent whisper, each word resonating with a desire that threatens to consume him. As he sees the pain in your eyes, the longing to comfort you intensifies. He imagines the taste of your lips, the warmth of your embrace—familiar sensations that once brought solace and joy.
To fall into her, to sob into her chest. The yearning is raw, a deep ache that transcends physical touch. He imagines the release of tears, the vulnerability of exposing his soul to you. The safety he once found in your embrace feels like a distant memory, and the realization of the chasm between them intensifies the pain.
I wish I could be toxic. The admission lingers in his thoughts, a confession he's never dared to voice. The allure of toxic patterns, the chaos that might temporarily numb the pain, has crossed his mind. But he refrains, acknowledging the destructive consequences it would bring to both of you.
I don't want to disappoint her ever again. The final realization echoes with a profound truth. The fear of letting you down, of causing more pain, holds him back from laying bare the entirety of his emotions. His commitment to your well-being, despite the internal chaos, remains unwavering.
You're too caught up in the sound of your heart breaking to notice the whirlwind in his mind.
Once again, the room falls silent. Neither of you knows what to do or say. Lost in your own thoughts, you both stare through each other, searching for a way through the emotional haze.
Breaking the silence, Yeonjun takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to tenderly caress your cheek. The warmth of his touch sends a shiver through your body, the sensation a paradoxical mixture of comfort and ache. "Goodnight," he murmurs, his eyes holding a depth of emotions he's yet to articulate. "I hope I helped, even a little."
As he turns to leave, the gravitational pull of his departure becomes palpable. The door seems both a physical and emotional barrier, and it's in this charged moment that you act on an impulse you can no longer suppress. Your hand reaches out, grasping his arm, pulling him back towards you.
His eyes widen with surprise, and before either of you can fully comprehend the situation, your lips meet in a kiss that holds the weight of shared history and unspoken desires. The kiss is a magnetic collision, a dance of emotions too long confined. Yeonjun responds immediately, the barriers crumbling as he embraces the intimacy of the moment.
In the heat of the moment, Yeonjun lifts you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around him as he carries you towards the bedroom. The physical and emotional boundaries blur as you lose yourselves in the shared journey, an exploration of a space where the weight of the past can be confronted and, perhaps, rewritten.
Behind the closed bedroom door, the air crackles with intensity as the kiss deepens, becoming a language of its own. Yeonjun's hands explore the familiar landscape of your body, each touch igniting a spark of desire that had long been dormant. The warmth of the room mirrors the heat between you, and as your bodies meld, the boundaries that once confined you seem to dissolve.
With a gentle urgency, Yeonjun lowers you onto the bed, the weight of his body pressing against yours. The layers of clothing become obstacles, and with a shared understanding, you begin to dismantle the barriers that separate you. The room becomes a haven for rediscovery, a sanctuary where past wounds are soothed by the tender exploration of each other's skin.
As you both lie together, catching your breath, the room feels charged with unspoken feelings. In the quiet aftermath, Yeonjun looks into your eyes, and in that moment, you sense a promise of healing and a new beginning. The heaviness of the past isn't gone, but it feels a bit lighter, as if the shared vulnerability and intimacy of the night have carried some of the weight away.
As the stillness settles over the room, a soft plea escapes your lips, breaking the quiet. "Stay, just for tonight," you murmur, your eyes reflecting a vulnerability that has long been concealed. "I want to feel loved, even if it's just for a little while."
Yeonjun, his gaze holding a mixture of understanding and remorse, sighs. The weight of the unspoken hangs in the air, but there's a tenderness in his eyes that speaks of shared pain. In that moment, he reaches out and brushes your braid from your face, his touch a gentle reassurance.
"I can stay," he says somberly, a promise laced with the acknowledgment of the complexities between you. "Just for tonight."
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⟢ — ms. independent. | 성화.
⟢ pairing : ceo!seonghwa x black!fem!reader ➖ genre : fluff mostly, stangers to lovers ➖ requested : yes! @nqvgue ➖ warnings : sexist comments, just one person trying to put down another, lowercase use
“c’mon, hwa. you can’t just stare at her all night.” wooyoung bumped seonghwa lightly on the shoulder. seonghwa didn’t respond to his assistant but took a sip from his red solo cup instead.
hwa had been eyeing y/n since he first saw her. he not only found her attractive, but also loved how devoted she was. to her work, to helping people around her and keeping herself up on two feet. he liked watching her in her element �� the confident beauty she radiated.
they’d met only a couple of times before, being in meetings with the board of their companies. they made small talk but never a full conversation. seonghwa was always too nervous to speak to her and never really knew what to say.
“damn man, you are down bad.” yunho walked passed him, smacking his back while laughing. wooyoung agreed, shrugging his shoulders.
seonghwa shook his head at his friends’ comments. he knew he was being a bit of a wuss, but he couldn’t help it. things were always strictly business with y/n and he never wanted to make it awkward with a ‘hey, let’s go on a date’ type of vibe.
but tonight was different. tonight he couldn’t keep his mind from wandering off at the thought of her, even with the loud music in the building they were in. especially not with her looking as good as she did.
she wore a velvety black dress, a slit slightly rising up her thigh. her hair was thrown up into a wavy updo, two strands cascading down the sides of her face.
seonghwa was fascinated by her to say the least.
eventually he tore his eyes away from her, knowing he probably seemed like a creep.
he took another sip of his drink, before placing it in a reserved spot and making his way toward y/n.
“guess he’s going in for the kill.” wooyoung mumbled to the woman he was talking to, watching his boss strut off.
seonghwa didn’t want to startle her by just walking up like any desperate man would, so he tried to be as subtle as he could.
he walked to the snack bar first, grabbing small amounts of food for himself before going to stand near y/n.
she was laughing and conversing with a few of her coworkers, probably about some odd customers they received.
he waited until she was finished and stood a few inches away from her. she took a sip of whatever was in her glass and sat listening to the music.
“at least the decor is better than the food.” seonghwa said, looking up at the ornaments on the ceiling.
to his surprise, y/n had giggled at his comment, “really? i’ve been drinking the whole time so i‘m not sure what any of that tastes like..”
he let out a small laugh, nodding, “yeah. it’s not all that appetizing.”
“guess i’ll be getting take out for the night.” she shook her head, smiling.
seonghwa had looked over at her, falling in love with her smile. for some reason, the sight warmed his heart. her grin was brighter than any light lit in that room.
“i think we’ve met before, er, what’s your name again?” y/n said, finally turning to look at the male for the first time.
“seonghwa.”
“seonghwa,” she repeated to herself as if she just had to remember that name.
“i’m-“
“ms. l/n, uh, i’ve been meaning to get your feedback on our ideas for the new home design you have coming up?”
y/n had been interrupted with business talk once again, taking her focus off of the lost man next to her. even though seonghwa already knew her name, he stood there patiently, waiting for her to finish her talk so they could continue theirs.
“san! yes, i sent an email to your team. i wanted to meet by monday morning, if that’s okay with you?” she sent a smile to the male that was now in front of her.
san agreed to y/n’s idea as they continued their conversation. it had became awkward for seonghwa. awkward for him to just stand there and look like a lost puppy waiting on its owner.
more people eventually came up to y/n and before he knew it, there were 4 more people in front of her. he was about to give up and walk away before he heard one of the workers’ comments.
“y/n, do you even own your company?” he had snorted. seonghwa had turned back to see who it was and he wasn’t very surprised to see a slimmer male dressed in a light gray suit. it was minseok, one of the managers of a nearby company.
“excuse me?” y/n’s eyebrows furrowed. this wasn’t the first time someone was ‘skeptical’ of y/n’s work ethic and her independent mindset but this was certainly the first time someone said it to her face.
“i mean, i guess i’m just a little confused. wouldn’t you need a man to do all that for you? you know, make the money, get all the things you need to start your own company.” minseok’s smug smirk made y/n want to smack it right off of his face but she kept it professional instead.
“maybe that’s what you think. but everything i have, i made on my own, sir. i don’t know about the rest of you, but i worked hard to get where i am.” every word y/n said she meant. she’d gotten different degrees in college and always had a workaholic mindset.
“you worked hard? or those men you had in your office worked hard?”
everyone around y/n and people within reach of the conversation heard. they all gasped and mumbled, turning to y/n wondering what she would say next.
but before she could say anything, seonghwa stood in front of her, blocking her from minseok’s view. he shoved the shorter male’s shoulder, his face had turned colder than earlier. when he’d looked as if he wouldn’t hurt a fly.
“back off, yoon. you’re not even a director yet, you have no room to talk.” seonghwa’s voice was an octave lower now, his jaw clenching. he followed after y/n who was already storming off toward the exit door.
“where you going? giving your lady friend more money for her pretend organization?” minseok called after him.
he continued his steps after y/n, calling back to minseok, “i’m going to have a discussion about ceo work. something your position and paycheck don’t know a thing about.”
everyone murmured and some laughed at hwa’s comment, which left minseok’s jaw dropped.
after some walking, he found y/n outside of the building, leaning against a light pole.
“what are you doing all the way out here? it’s way too cold.” he stood next to her, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
she shrugged, chuckling bitterly, “i work hard and i still can’t make people happy.”
seonghwa listened to anything else she had to say but those were the only words she let out. he felt bad for her, knowing that she took her work seriously but everyone still saw her as a joke.
“y/n,” he started. “can i call you that?”
she turned to him slightly, gaze still on the ground. the girl nodded, patiently waiting for seonghwa’s next words.
“what you do with your life, your career, it’s not for other people. did you go to college for some random real estate manager? did you study late in the night just to please people?”
seonghwa’s tone was soft but stern. he didn’t want y/n to beat herself up over some vulgar comment. she was way too good for that and even he knew it.
she shook her head, listening to him closely. he was right. y/n always did what she wanted to do when it came to choosing her career and going to school. everyone had always told her that it’d be hard to get to where she was but she never listened to them. now look at her.
“y/n, you’re one of the strongest women i’ve seen,” hwa chuckled. “and i don’t even know you that well yet..”
“you’re just saying that.” she shook her head smiling.
“no, i’m serious! anyone who can’t see how hard you work and how you manage to keep yourself on both feet is just as dumb as minseok.”
his comments made her all giddy inside. y/n had always gotten compliments about her work ethic, so why was it making her all flustered now?
seonghwa was facing her completely now, hoping she’d do the same. and she did, turning her body to face him, her gaze everywhere else but his eyes.
“thank you.” was all she could manage to say as she attempted to hide her growing smile. it wouldn’t show visibly but her cheeks were as warm as the sun.
seonghwa shrugged in a ‘no problem’ manner, smiling back down at her.
“do you you have your phone?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.
hwa patted his pockets, making sure it was there before giving her a confused nod.
she held her hand out for him to give it to her after unlocking it. she typed in her number, saving herself as ‘Ms. L/n 💆🏽♀️’.
“for business purposes.” she emphasized the ‘business’ part, letting seonghwa know she was only making fun.
he texted her a quick ‘hi :)’ so she could save his contact.
after grabbing her small bag from the stand by the light pole, she readied herself for home.
she began to step off the pavement sidewalk but turning before she could actually leave.
y/n walked back toward seonghwa, a hand coming to rest on his firm arm. she stood on her toes, planting a warm, long kiss to his cheek. he was surprised at her action but attempted to keep his cool.
his eyes seemed to sparkle afterward, making him look as if he was in a trance.
“thank you again, hwa.” she smiled sweetly, her tone matching her face; soft and warm.
and with that, she turned on her heel, making her way to her vehicle.
⟢ milan’s notes: i wanna make a pt2 just not sure when it’ll be
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Round two
Rating: Mature
Warning: oral (f reseving) drunk but not so drunk sex, unprotected sex, creampies, smutty- fluff (at the end), breeding, hair pulling,LET ME KNOW WHAT IVE MISSED!!
Category:F/M
Fandom: ATEEZ (boyband)
Relationships: !Idol-boyfriend Mingi x black intended!f non-idol reader
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you grab his hand before he can board the plane “ promise me you won’t forget about us” he squeezes your hand “of course i won’t forget, how could you even say something like that” you look up at him “i’ll be 7,000 miles away” he gives you a kiss on the hand “and 7,000 miles doesn’t mean a damn thing when you have love like ours." This was said when the two of tou first met, but now you have a shared home.
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“what are you thinking about” mingi is resting his head on your stomach looking up at you, you smile at him “nothing, just thinking about us”.
he sits up to give you a kiss “i love you so much baby” you give him a kiss back “and i love you t-“ you're interrupted by his phone ringing.
he gives you an apologetic smile “just one minute baby i’ll be right back” you playfully frown “we said no phones this weekend, just because you’re an idol doesn’t me you can break our rules”.
he gives you a tap on the thigh “and just because you’re my baby doesn’t mean you can be bossy, we both know i’m the boss hmm?”
you roll my eyes then mock him “yeah, We BoTh KNow iM tHe BoSS” he gives you a pointed look “i’m just kidding”.
he smirks “yeah and i’m just gonna edge you for the rest of the night” you sit back against the headboard with a frown “that’s not funny” he looks at his phone “i wasn’t joking baby please continue if you wanna find out, i’ll be back”.
before you can get another word out he steps out the room, you pull your phone out and scroll through tiktok.
about 10 minutes later he comes back into the room “oh don’t worry baby it’ll just be one minute, one minute my ass mingi” he sighs “i’m sorry baby, i was speaking with management about the music bank…they’re moving our time up”.
before you can say anything else “don’t look at me like that we’re still gonna have our week together, i promise” he pulls me into a kiss.
you give him a small smile “ok, well since i have you back what do you want to do”.
he plops down on the bed with a sigh “i would LOVE to have my head buried between your thighs but i’ll settle for netflix if i have to”.
“ugh, i don’t wanna watch netflix they barely have any good shows or movies” he snaps his fingers “how about we play twister” you giggle thinking that he’s joking “wait, you’re being serious” he nods his head.
“you get the game set and i’ll get the snacks” you squeal and jump out the bed to get the game set from the linen closet. by the time you get to the living room mingi’s setting out the drinks and food “baaabe” he smiles at me “what?" "Can we make twister romantic too”. "Yeah, sure but looser does what winner wants for two weeks."
You gasp, "but that's not fair you got tour in like a week". Mingi booped your nose "it's all good, just remember I'm the boss." You poke your lip out for a second before getting serious again "Seriously Gi, fine I guess that's fine."
After turning on your shared Spotify Playlist and getting into even more "comfortable" clothes. "Wow, baby can I just eat you up instead" Mingi winked as he pulled you close by your hips. "Hmm, nope you can prepare yourself for this ass whoopin'." You felt a sting to your ass when you walk to your side of the mat. "Yeah nah."
As the evening pass you both decide to turn up the heat by making a few rounds of the game strip twister, by the time the 6th bottle of soju was a quarter from being empty the room was full of giggles you both only in boxers and a pair of lace panties that some how matched. "Mimi I'm gonna kick your ass." You say just before your bum takes a hit to the floor due to Mingi using his free hand to tickle the back of your thigh with.
"Ha I won, because I'm.. I'm the boss." You fold your arms and pout as you stay on your back "No more like you cheated." Mingi just shook his head and laid his body on yours with his head on your lower abdomen region. "Mmm sure but you still fell off the mat baby, so I win and now I must do as I please with you."
You may have been drunk but you knew, you had known since the third round with you had to slip your bra off and you noticed Mingi's cock getting hard in his pants, but that did do justice to how wet your panties were since you witnessed his take his sweatpants off with one hand to keep his balance.
He turned his head from the side and proped himself on his hands and knees gently locking his fingers with the sides of your panties, only to pull them and let go. "Hey, don't rip these like the last pair." You call out to him as he took the time to lower his head just in front of your clothed pussy and blowing cold air to the wet spot. "Mmm fuck baby so wet just like me." He kissed the spot for taking his tongue and licking you through your panties. You let out a needy moan "i need you Mingi," you mumbled through the moan.
He let out the most cockiest smirk and use his teeth to pull your panties off of course with the help of your raising your hips. He came up with your hands hands on his face as he buried his head in the crook of your neck leaving wet kissed and hickies all over your skin. "Shh, I know baby," he mumbled into your skin.
You let out more moans as your raise you now fully free pussy onto Mingi's fully hard cock. "Mmm baby, please, can't wait." You mumbled one more time."
You let out a loud gasp and Mingi decided to return back to your pussy and eat you like tou were his last meal. His tongue some how always found new places inside of you to explore. You gripped his freshly dyed and cut oreo styled hair as he rubbed his nose deeper into your clit. "Mmm baby..baby m'gonna cum on you tongue." You mewl out in an euphoric moan. Mingi hummed into your pussy as he pushed his tongue deeper deciding lst minute to use his fingers causing you to arch your back as you released in his mouth and leaving him to lap all of your juices hungrily.
Mingi let out a fit of moans and groans as he came up to kiss you letting you take your self from his tongue. He kissed one last time before using one of his hands to steady cock into you with his head resting now in the crook of your neck. Once he was fully buried deep inside of your pussy he came up your face and kissed you messily and yet gently. You let out a few small whines leaves from the back of throat. "Fuck baby, Mingi m'so full. You're making me feel so full." You whine out more as you tangle your fingers inthe nap of his neck where the ends of his oreo hair cut stops.
"Yeah baby and you're taking my cock so well, m'gonna miss this when I go on tour. Gonna miss how good I make you feel around my cock." He said in between grunts as he starts to rock his hips faster into your pussy. "Mmm baby wanna ride you, please...please let me." You asked as you bit your lip whole clenching around Mingi's cock.
With all his strength he flipped the both of you over you now on top and him still buried deep inside you. With the now torn twister paper under him. You let out a gasp feeling his cock go even deeper than before. "Oh..mmm ride me good baby, c'mon I know you can." Mingi says and he thrusts his hips into yours. You rock your hips and a fast and steady pace feeling your clit hit the hair on his happy trail. "Mmm s'big Ming, s'good.... you makin me feel so good." With this reassurance Mingi wrapped his arms around your waist pulling forward into his chest and taking one of his hands and tangling his fingers into your fresh but not so fresh box braids and gently tugging causing you to let out a long moan.
"Mmm such a good slut taking my cock the way that just drives us both crazy, but I need you to cum for me as hard as you can on my cock baby; then make me cum, yeah." He said as he pistol his hips into you more faster hitting your g-spot every single thrusts. "Oh..oh fuck Mingi..Mingi m'gonna cum for you.. mmm gonna let you fill me with your babies." You say as you clench around his cock each time your hips meet.
He hold you as close as the two of you can get while being so close to your orgasm. "Yeah gonna make you a momma, and keeping fucking you till we can't make anymore, now cum with me baby..cum for me my love. Give me another one yeah" Mingi said as you shook with pleasure as you both rode out your highs with Mingi's cum still shooting into you. "Oh, baby-" "shhh, baby just relax for me" Mingi cut you off as he staying in you. You shiver from pleasure and being slightly cold. "Think you can stand long enough for me to get off the floor so we can take a bath." You nod your head as he helped you stand only for him to pick you up bridal style.
"I'm serious about making you a momma, Y/n, and making you Mrs. Song Y/n. So what I want as my prize is to fuck you til the day I leave for tour, and foe you to take as many test while I'm gone." He whispered in your ear befor kissed the side of you head. All you could do was blush. "Deal, baby I'll take it." You kissed his jaw and leaned to his ear. "Round two right here, right now."
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Hey yall, so basically I'm obsessed with this heeseung cause he looks so damn fine 🤦🏽♀️ but anyways this is smutty asf so enjoy, decided that I wanna do hard thoughts but I have no ideas so please request some for me. I hope every one has a good day.
You just casually walk to your kitchen not knowing the affects you had on your boyfriend heeseung. You were wearing a black crop top and some very short shorts.
He sat on the couch just admiring till he couldn't take it any more and went to the kitchen and pressed his hard dick to your ass.
You gasp being surprised but then you felt hands traveling to your breast, squeezing your nipples. You just moan not being able to keep it in.
"Hmm, what are you trying to do to me with these little ass clothes on baby?" he asked kissing your neck from behind.
You don't respond and just enjoy his touch. He would put you on the kitchen counter and fuck you till you can't walk.
"All for me?" he asked and you nod repetitively as his thrusts get deeper and deeper.
"Good"
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Ateez reactions to their S/O sharing their drink or food with them.
Requested: how would the members react to a s/o being comfortable enough to share their drink or food with them when they know it isn't their thing.
a/n: ugh I hope you like it. 😭 sorry for any mistakes.
YEOSANG: he would be surprised if you shared your drink with him. “really you are sharing with me?” he would ask, taking your bottle of juice and sipping from it. You never liked drinking after people or sharing food. It was never your thing. Yeosang always made sure to never drink out of anything you were having. Since getting into a relationship with Yeosang, you wanted to share your drinks with him, but you weren't always sure if you wanted to until now and saw that your boyfriend looked thirsty.
JONGHO: he would be a little unsure when you offered him a bite of your food. He'd decline at first and then change his mind when you pout a little. Jongho would say something like, “Are you sure?” or “You never share, but I'm happy you offered me a bite.” Jongho is the type of boyfriend who shares his food with you, but he always gives you half of it because he knows you don't like eating after people, not even with him. He never complained about it, though. It was just something you didn't like to do, and he respected that.
WOOYOUNG: he would look at you strangely when you helped your straw up to his lips. “You never share your drinks. What's going on? Where is my girlfriend?” Wooyoung would squint his eyes at you. This was something new, and he was trying to figure out why you suddenly wanted to share your drink. But he happily sipped from the pink-dotted straw. He remembered when you and he first started dating; you told him you didn't drink after people or let anyone drink after you. You just found it a little weird and just weren't comfortable with it.
SAN: he would be happy that you were sharing your food with him and letting him take the first bite and then you have a bite after him. “Oh, wow, you're comfortable sharing your food with me now?” he would smile before taking another bite of your food. San has always waited patiently for you to come around with you sharing your food with him. He never bugged you about it because he knew how picky you could be with these sorts of things.
SEONGHWA: he would be shocked that you were handing over your drink to him. He had said he was thirsty, but there were no vending machines around for him to get anything. “Really? You're letting me drink after you?” he would ask as he took your drink from your hand. He never thought this day would come that you'd be sharing your drink with him. It even took you a while in the relationship to get comfortable enough to share food with him. Seonghwa is the type of boyfriend to want to share his food with you, wanting to feed you after he tasted it first.
YUNHO: he would be a little skeptical about you wanting to share your drink with him. It just wasn't your thing to do. He knew you were trying to be open to sharing with him. “You don't have to share your drink with me if you don't want to, y/n.” he would say. But you wanted to share with him. He's your boyfriend. It was something you would have to get used to doing with him. Besides you always got yummy drinks and wanted for Yunho to taste them, but that fear of having someone drink after you always stopped you from doing so.
MINGI: he would be caught off guard when you take a bite of his burger that he had already bitten into. His eyes were a little wide as he stared at you, watching you chew happily. “Okay, did you really bite my burger?!” he would laugh but felt happy with you eating. It wasn't a rule that you had that you would never eat or drink after Mingi, it was just you never felt comfortable doing it. You've been dating Mingi for a while and you knew you wanted to share stuff with him like food and drinks. He never pressured you into anything, he respected that you didn't like eating and drinking after people.
HONGJOONG: He would be excited that you were finally sharing your drinks with him. Because he always wanted to do that cute couple thing where you both shared a drink, sipping out of your own straws. “Thanks for sharing with me. It means a lot to me that you're comfortable enough to share your drink with me now.” He would say smiling. That's all Hongjoong ever wanted you to be was comfortable with him.
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Chess, Not Checkers (M)
non idol Chan x fem!reader
genre: smut
warnings: breeding kink, daddy kink, unprotected sex, dirty talk, mild spanking, fingering, oral sex (female receiving)
word count : 1k
"Mr. Bang... does this skirt make my butt look big?" You ask softly. You want his attention but he's scrolling on his phone.
"Hmm... yeah it kinda does I think... come here. I need a better look," he says as he sits up and swings his legs over the side of the bed. He sets his phone down beside him and gives you his undivided attention.
You walk over to him, "I don't think I like how I look in this," You say with a pout, "I'm gonna change."
"Well, hey... now wait a minute. You asked for my opinion so let me have a look and then we can talk about it... turn around for me," he says with a playful lilt of his voice.
You spin around and hope that he notices your thong as your skirt catches some air and raises a bit.
"Uh uh. Slower," he hums. You spin slower and he grips your hips once you've turned to face away from him.
"Yeah... I love this skirt," he mumbles more to himself.
"So my butt does look bigger in it?" You ask.
"Well... not bigger... I think it just sort of accentuates your ass in a really nice way... I'm inclined to lift this slutty little skirt up and have a look at what you've got hiding under here... can daddy take a peak?" Chan's voice is soft and so playful.
"Yes... please," You whisper.
"Okay then let's have a look," he hums as he raises the back of your skirt up to expose your bare cheeks, "Oh... aren't you as pretty as ever."
He gives your ass cheeks a slap before soothing the heated skin with soft rubs and squeezes, "Are you sure you wanna go out tonight? You can't tell your friends you've caught a cold or something?" he asks as his lips pepper kisses over your left cheek and then your right.
"Noooooo... Christopher, don't do this to me again," You plead weakly.
He chuckles and scoffs at you playfully, "Don't you call me Christopher. You only call me that when you're mad at me."
"I am mad at you... you won't just let me go... you're making this hard," You mutter.
Chan doesn't stop licking and biting at the skin on your ass, "And you're making me hard... come lean over the bed."
He stands up and you take his place; leaning over the bed, you lower your torso and rest on your forearms as you raise your ass up to meet him. He yanks your thong down to your thighs and gives your ass a slap.
"That's right, princess... face down, ass up," he praises you before tossing your phone onto the bed beside you, "Call your friends- right now and tell them you're probably gonna be late."
"Chris... please. I don't wanna be late. Come on," You beg.
Chan's fingers stroke against your folds, "You could still make it on time if you do as I say... I'll even drive you there so I know you'll be safe and on time but you're going to get on that phone and call that nosy friend of yours and you're gonna tell her that you're probably gonna be late... your only other option is to tell her that you won't be coming at all so what's it gonna be?"
"I have to tell her right now?" You ask as you feel yourself falling tame to his dominance.
"That's what I said... right now and while you do that... I'm gonna play with this needy little pussy," he purrs as his fingers dip into you and slowly pump in and out.
You reluctantly call your friend.
"Put it on speaker," Chan orders you.
You pray she doesn't answer but of course she does.
"Please don't tell me you're not coming!" she pleads.
"Oh, she's coming," Chan chuckles quietly.
"No, girl! I am! I promise I just... my makeup isn't... it's not coming out right. I uh... I dunno it's... just... fuck!" You say as carefully as you can. Chan's fingers press against your spot and you almost cry out.
"Don't stress yourself. Minimalism is always in, sis. Or just ditch the makeup. You already know you're gorgeous either way," she says.
"Ah... thank you," You mumble.
When you feel Chan's tongue replace his finger, you gasp, "Christopher Bang, would you stop it?" You plead desperately.
"What the hell is going on?" your friend asks quickly; the concern in her voice would be amusing if you weren't trying not to whimper into the phone.
Chan's tongue eases in and out of you and he positions you with your legs spread wider before sucking on your clit.
"No... he just fucking... he's touching my makeup again- Chris... please... please," You mumble.
"Well, girl, get it together and tell him to stop playing around. We're here so get a move on," she laughs.
"Yeah... of course... I'll be there soon. Bye," You breathe before hanging up.
You scream into the mattress.
"'Christopher Bang would you stop it?'" he mocks you teasingly, "That doesn't sound like 'please, daddy' to me... Not even close if I'm being totally honest... Fuck... I love eating this pussy from the back." He presses a kiss to your pulsing cunt
"Daddy, please... please! Fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck!" You scream into the mattress and Chan slaps your ass. "Do you think I could ruin this hot little cunt before you go? How much can I break you before you leave?" he asks as he raises your ass up a little more. He doesn't pace himself at all and he slams into you.
"Daddy- fuck- it... fucking hurts," You choke out as you arch your back and push back to meet his hips.
"Yeah it fucking hurts but here you are pushing back on it and rutting yourself against me like a bitch in heat. You love it when I treat you like a little ragdoll... I'm gonna put a fucking baby in you. Gonna breed that dirty little pussy," he growls as his hips slam against you.
"I don't- wanna... fucking... g-go," You whimper.
"Oh no, sweetheart. You're going. You're gonna take this dick and then you're gonna take every drop of my cum and you're gonna keep it deep in that pussy... I'm gonna be with you- inside you- all fucking night," Chan says as he pulls you up to lean against the firmness of his chest.
"Please, daddy!" You cry out, "I- I can stay home! Please! Let me- let me... daddy, let me stay home... please... I wanna stay home with- with you, daddy!" You beg.
Chan shoves your face back into the mattress, "No... no. I'm gonna wear this little cunt out and every time you sit down, you're gonna think about me... you're gonna think about my cock and how good I'm making you feel and when you get home, I'm gonna wreck you all over again. Do you understand me?"
He knows you're not in any shape to answer him and he lands another slap to your ass just because he can and continues slamming into you.
Each thrust pulls a desperate cry from you, "Daddy," You muffle against the mattress as he pounds into you even harder.
"Yeah just keep that pretty ass in the air... daddy's so fucking close... fuck," he pants.
Your bodies are damp and his hips stutter before he finally releases inside you.
"There you go, love," he sighs as he pulls out and eases your thong back up.
"Daddy... I... I didn't cum... please," You whimper as you turn around to look at him from you spot on the bed.
Chan pulls you to your feet and pats your cheek softly,
"I know... that's why I said I was gonna wreck you again later... you thought you could tease me before you left and I'd be foaming at the mouth just dying for you to get back but no... I'm playing chess, not checkers, little girl. Now hurry up and finish getting ready so you're not late."
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Back To Sleep: Feb Filth Fest day 2
CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, Somnophilia (consensual), oral (fem receiving), late night sex, unprotected sex, (do it safe y’all),fem! reader, chubby reader with thick thighs, praise, body worship, sexual language, use of the word cunt, pet names (baby girl, baby, pretty girl), smut under the cut, enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not believe the members of Ateez would act like this irl, nor is this meant to be a representation of the members or their personalities. It is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.
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It was dark in your apartment. A comfortable silence encased your cozy little corner of the world. The soft pitter patter of rain was the only noticeable sound in the house, save the almost undetectable snores of you and your boyfriend, who had gotten stuck at your place during the storm. You both had agreed he should stay the night, and go to work in the morning from your place, since it was closer to your apartment anyway.
Seonghwa seemed to be currently having a hard time getting sleep though. He couldn’t tell what was troubling him, but he could feel that something wasn’t right. Shifting to lay on his side, Seonghwa sensed movement, his mind immediately going to you. Maybe that was it. You were moving around, and he probably picked up on your restlessness. That was it. He sleepily pulled you closer to him, murmuring in his half sleep state. “Baby, stop moving, I wanna sleep.” Mistake number one. The feeling that something wasn’t right had struck again, only this time, it was closer. “What in the-” Seonghwa opened his eyes, blinking a few times before scanning his surroundings. He quickly found out the source of the problem.
It was you. Unable to keep still in your sleep, your thigh was rubbing against him unconsciously, causing a tent to form in his pants. “Fuck that’s gonna be a problem.” Seonghwa hissed as your thigh brushed up against him again. He tensed when he heard you say his name in your sleep, gripping his shirt for dear life. “Seonghwa, please…“ So that was it. You were the one having a wet dream. Seonghwa was half flattered that you were dreaming about him, but half annoyed that the now had a boner, and he couldn’t exactly move away from you to take care of it in the bathroom without waking you. And if you kept moving your thigh, he was sure he’d lose his mind.
Carefully shifting so that he was hovering over you, Seonghwa took in what you had worn to sleep. Your favorite pair of sleep shorts, and a shirt that you’d taken from Seonghwa’s closet. He cursed under his breath when he saw the wet spot in the center of your shorts. Seeing you like this, in his clothes, dreaming of him, and calling his name in clear need made your boyfriend snap. Gently tugging your shorts down your legs, he cast them off to the side.
He took in the sight of you, his mouth watering as your arousal dripped down your plush thighs. Seonghwa couldn't resist leaning forward, and pulling you closer to his mouth. His tongue parted your lips, and he lapped at your hole before licking his way up to your clit. He sucked on it, swirling his tongue, twisting it just the way he knew you liked. He heard you get louder, your moans and cries of his name being like music to his ears. He kissed you clit once, before spreading your lips again, this time pushing his tongue into you. His thumb toyed with your pearl, while he fucked his tongue into you. He explored your walls with fervor, desperate for your release on his tongue.
"Hwa, please- too, too much" you stuttered. Ahh, so you were awake now? Seonghwa hummed against you, and rubbed you clit faster. Your orgasm hit you hard, your thighs closing in on his head as he helped you ride it out. You barely recovered before you felt something heavy against your leg. "Princess, I adore the way you taste. But I need more. Can I?" Blinking up at your boyfriend, you realized through your sleepy, post orgasm haze what he was asking. "Go ahead Hwa." That was all he needed. Spreading your legs wide, Seonghwa slowly pushed into you, groaning as he bottomed out. He pushed your legs up, placing them over his shoulders. He needed you to feel all of him, feel exactly what you did to him.
He started to move, his hold on your legs tight as he pounded into you. "You know, you'd think I'd get used to the way you sleep by now. Always moving your cute ass around, making me want you more than I already do. You drive me insane." Seonghwa started picking up speed, using the angle of his hips to fuck you deeper into the mattress. “Your body was made for me, fuck. You’re so fucking gorgeous baby girl.” He moved your legs off his shoulders, pausing only to hook them around his waist. He took your hands in his, resuming his previous pace.
“Your pretty little cunt takes me so well. Always sucking me in so readily, you’re so good for me. So easy. A pretty pussy for a pretty girl, my pretty girl.” Seonghwa felt you clench around him, a smirk playing on his face. “You like being my good, pretty girl, huh baby?” Seonghwa leaned down, kissing up the side of your neck. “Love it so much Hwa, please don’t stop, ‘m so close.” Seonghwa soothed you, softly kissing your lips. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll fuck this pretty little pussy right back to sleep.”
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Claim Me (Sub!Minho x Dom!Reader)
Pairing: Minho x Reader
No pronouns used. y/n is AFAB
Word Count: 2209
Smut warning: Pegging, fingers, phone sex, orgasm denial, handjob, cum eating, very light degradation, Y/N is called mistress, Idol AU
Minors Do not interact, please and thank you!!
"Tell me... I'm yours, mistress, please." Minho whimpers through the phone.
He's trying his best not to wake anyone up in his house. Sure, he finally has his own room, but the walls are extremely thin. The last thing he needs is anyone hearing this conversation.
His hand is wrapped around his aching length. He wants nothing more than your hands tightly squeezing it until he oozes his release just to lick it off your hand.
You've made him like this. Never had he explored this type of desire with anyone else. But, with you, he opened himself completely to serve you and allow you to explore this side of him.
Minho strokes his length nice and slow as you instructed, even though he wants to speed up and come. So, he can sleep and rest for his show tomorrow.
The calmness and seductiveness laced in your voice are enough to tip him over the edge and push him to the limit. But, out of respect for you, he won't come until you tell him to.
"Minny, I've told you several times you aren't mine until I've had your ass," you explain calmly.
All Minho wants is to be yours and not belong to anyone else. He wants to be the source of all your pleasure and be exclusive with you.
But, he knows that he has to earn that spot. That isn't something that will just be given to him.
"Yes, mistress," Minho replies, still palming his dick and listening to your voice.
The thought of you pegging him has him throbbing. He wants to be bent over his bed with his hair in your hand and throwing it back on your strap. He wants that more than his next meal.
"Now, since you seem not to follow the rules. Stop touching yourself. We will pick up tomorrow when I come over to see Changbin, good night," you end the call without further explanation.
The call ends, and Minho lays back against his pillow. His eyes are up at the ceiling, and pre-cum oozing out the tip. Why do you have him so eager and thirsty for you? Sure, he can have anyone, but none hold a candle to you.
He takes a deep breath and sits up on the side of the bed. He grabs his underwear off the ground and looks down at his dick.
You will know if he masturbated, so he decides not to push the envelope further or cross that boundary. He puts it back on and sends you a text.
Minho: Good night, mistress. Thank you so much for your time. I promise tomorrow I will be good for you.
***
You know that you must deliver a hand-painted jacket to Changbin today, so you will be in to see Minho. It's been hard keeping this secret from Changbin.
Maybe, because you and Binnie used to be friends with benefits a while ago.
You know you want to explore with Minho, but you're unsure how you will accomplish this without Changbin finding out.
Sure, it would be easier for Minho to visit your place. But, with how nosey your roommate is, you would rather not chance it. You don't want him to have a scandal and lose everything because of you. So, you don't mind coming over to him.
You knock on the door, and Changbin answers. "What's good, Y/n?" Changbin asks you, and by the way, he's looking at you. He probably thinks you want him.
Changbin has a luxury Balenciaga tan sweater and black pants that perfectly hug his muscular thighs. Not to mention the Cuban link around his neck.
"Nothing. I got your jacket." You lift the bag to show him, and he invites you in.
"Perfect. You are a lifesaver," Changbin hugs you. His firm tone body feels good against yours. But, you can't help but imagine what Minho would feel like.
You sit in the living room, and Minho comes out in an oversized hoodie and tight boxer briefs. He walks into the kitchen. "Hey, Y//n," he greets you, but it is short and sweet.
"Hey," you reply.
"This is going to be perfect for my photo shoot, Y/n." Changbin is so engulfed in your artwork.
Changbin is busy trying on the jacket, and he goes to the bathroom down the hall to look at the details.
Minho comes into the living room with a blanket. He sits next to you. Now, this isn't the first time you've been over here. So, it's not like Changbin will think anything of it.
"Touch me, mistress," Minho whispers in your ear, and he's clearly horny for you.
"No moaning, either." You grab Minho's face, and you remove your jacket. Minho turns on the television.
Your hand goes under the covers and over his boxer brief. He's already hard for you, but you aren't surprised.
You hear Changbin on the phone arguing with someone. But, you don't care. Whatever it will take to buy you time with Minho is all that matters.
Your hand dances along his crotch, and you rub your palm against his hard-on.
You watch Minho's face to see if he will disobey you and moan. You tilt your head and give him a stern look.
He's been whining for weeks about how much he wants to be yours, but he has to be able to follow directions if he wants the privilege of being considered yours.
You feel a bit of pre-cum stain on the front of his underwear. You continue rubbing him until you feel the wet spot grow. You watch Minho swallow hard, trying his best not to moan, and it's cute. Commendable at best.
You remove the blanket from Minho's lap, and his eyes grow. "Mistress?" he whispers. "What are you doing?"
"You don't trust me?"
"I do... completely."
"I got you, don't worry."
You reach your hand into his underwear and stroke him fast. You like the slick sound of your hand rubbing him.
You use a bit of his pre-cum to make the interaction smoother.
Minho bites his lip, and he looks down at you working your hand faster. His breathing quickens, and his hips start to buck, but you hold him down with your other hand. You want to make this last as long as possible.
You can tell that he wants to moan your name so badly, and he appears to be fighting himself internally to be the obedient slut that you want.
"Moan for me," you taunt him.
Minho lets a low whimper as he enjoys your skillful stroke that he's thought about for weeks.
He's been dying for your soft and perfect touch against him. Feeling you connect with him like this is making his head spin. All while his roommate is in the other room.
"Mmm.. sounds so good, baby. Do you want to come?"
"Yess.. mistress." You can see the desire in Minho's eyes as he nods eagerly, desperate for release.
His body is tense, and his breathing is heavy as he edges closer to the brink of ecstasy.
You can feel his muscles tightening under your touch, and you know that he's close.
"Y/n?" Changbin yells from the other room.
"Yes?" you ask, but you don't stop stroking Minho. You want to finish the job. It's the least you can do. You can see how needy Minho is for your touch.
"Baby, I gotta go to the studio. I swear they can't do shit without me."
"Come," you lean over to Minho and whisper. You put your tongue in his ear as he comes all over your hand.
"Lick," you tell him to clean it off, and he does it perfectly.
You toss the blanket over him and move to the other end of the couch as you hear Changbin's footsteps approaching from the different rear of the apartment.
Changbin appears in the living room and grabs his keys off the wall. He comes over to you. "Can you wait for me?" Changbin asks.
Changbin is starting deep in your eyes; you know he wants a taste of you like old times.
"Of course. I'll be here."
"Perfect. Thanks again for the jacket. I'll see you soon," Changbin kisses you on the lips. He leaves out of the apartment.
You stand up and grab your leash out of your bag. You put on Minho's collar around his neck. "You did really good, baby. He didn't suspect a thing. Let's go."
"Thank you, mistress."
Minho gets on his hands and knees. You walk him into his bedroom and close the door behind you. You lock the door just to be sure.
You toss Minho onto the bed and stand over him. You want to do so much with him. But, those other things can happen another time. Right now, you only have time to fuck him.
"You've been training, right?" you question him. The last thing you want is for him not to enjoy his first time.
"Yes, mistress. I have my plug in now."
"Can I see?"
Minho removes his hoodie and then peels out of his cum-filled boxers. His body is perfect, and he turns around to show you he's indeed plugged.
"So, do you want me to claim you?"
"Yes, mistress." Minho nods.
You can feel your own excitement growing as you take in the sight of him.
You climb onto the bed and straddle him, running your hands over his chest and down to his hard dick.
You kiss him deeply, feeling his hands grip your hips tightly. You break the kiss and move to his neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
As you go down to his chest, you take one of his nipples into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it before moving to the other. Minho moans loudly beneath you, urging you on.
You continue down his body until you reach his plug, which is still firmly in place. You run a finger around it before slowly pulling it out, eliciting another moan from Minho.
"Please, mistress. Fuck me."
"Gladly. Let's start with a finger, first."
You stand back and grab the lube off his dresser. You unzip your skirt to reveal you're already wearing your strap. He stares at you with his eyes widened at the sight of it.
You apply the lube generously to your strap. You proceed to lube your fingers, so that you can feel him first. You tease his ass a bit with one finger. A cute moan escapes from his lips. You could listen to him moan all night like you've been for the last couple of weeks.
"How does it feel?" You ask him.
"Good.. I think I can take another."
You challenge his request and stick another finger inside of him. You move your fingers and lean down to kiss him. He looks so good sprawled out on his bed with a collar around his neck.
You can feel his body tensing up as you continue to work him with your fingers. His moans are getting louder and more desperate, and you can tell he's close to the edge.
"You are so naughty… about to come just from my fingers. I like this side of you."
You remove your fingers from him and pull his legs closer to you.
"Ready to be claimed?"
"Yessss." Minho whines out.
You position yourself at his entrance and slide into him inch by inch. "Relax, baby. I got you."
You could easily go rough on him, but you consider yourself gentler than most. You start slow to get him used to having someone inside of him.
As you continue to move in and out of him, you can feel his body start to respond. His muscles relax, and he begins to moan softly. You take this as a sign that he's ready for more, so you quickly pick up the pace.
Minho locks eyes with you, and shudders underneath as you set a steady rhythm, each thrust pushing him closer to the brink. He's writhing beneath you, completely at your mercy. You lean down and bite his neck as you pound into him relentlessly.
You don't want anyone else on your strap, just him.
As you move in and out of him, Minho's moans fill the room. You can feel his body tense up as he approaches his release. You quicken your pace, knowing he's almost there.
"God, you're so beautiful like this. Taking all of me like a good little slut."
"Am I your slut?" Minho innocently asks.
"Yes, all mine."
"This is all I ever wanted."
"Then come for me."
Leaning closer to Minho, you slip your tongue into his mouth, and he moans into your mouth as he comes. Minho's body shudders as he climaxes, his moans growing louder and more desperate. He comes hands-free just like you taught him to.
You pull out of him and lie next to him. You pull him into your arms. "You belong to me, Minny."
He nods, his breathing still heavy. "I belong to you," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper. You smile, running your fingers through his hair as he catches his breath.
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Can I get this fluff where Namjoon and the reader are parents(they have like three kids) and Namjoon takes them to Disney world and the kids are really excited so they’re going wild and it stresses Namjoon out😭😭Thank you🫶🏼
“Daddy I hungry!”
“Daddy I have to use the bathroom!”
Namjoon sighs shaking his head. He was currently at Disney world with his family but his wife was no where to be found
“Daddy’s where’s mommy?”
“I don’t know baby” he says pulling out his phone to call her but immediately stops when his son in the stroller started crying
“Daddy Coby’s crying”
Namjoon sighs looking down at his daughter who looked up at him with her big brown eyes
“Thank you Akilah, try and calm him down please” he says dialing his wife’s phone. He looks around and noticed that he’s missing a child.
“Nailah?? Nailah?! Akilah where’s your sister?!” He asks
“I don’t know” she says playing with her brothers feet
“Hello?!”
“Yn?! Where the hell are you?!” He asks into the phone looking around for his other child
“I’m at the food stand. I’m hungry” she says making Namjoon sigh
“What food stand there are like forty different ones” Namjoon asks finally spotting Nailah walking over to her
“Uhh it’s blue and white” Yn says making Namjoon look around
“Stay there! Don’t move!” He says before hanging up. He quickly picks up Nailah who was poking at some things
“Hey!” She says
“Nailah what did mommy and daddy tell you about wondering off?” He asks walking back over to the stroller
“Uhh don’t do it because it’s dangerous?” She says
“Exactly! Don’t do it again!” He says putting her down next to the stroller
“Daddy I have to use the bathroom” Akilah says making Namjoon groan
“Kilah baby can you hold it?” He asks
“I don’t think so! I think I’ll pee of myself” she says hopping up and down.
“Okay come on” Namjoon says grabbing her hand and pushing the stroller. The walk up to the bathroom and Namjoon looks at the two small girls
“Nailah take your sister to the bathroom” Namjoon says
“Okay! Come on Kilah” she says taking her sisters hand and going into the bathroom.
Namjoon sighs sitting down on the bench outside pulling the stroller closer to him. He looks down at his son who was now calm and bitting on his fingers
“Who knew a trip to freaking Disney world would be so damn stressful” he mumbles
He shakes his head but quickly stops when he noticed his wife walking pass the bathroom
“Yn!” He shouts gaining her attention. She turns around looking at me before walking over
“Hey babe” she says
“Hey babe? Hey babe?!?! Yn where the hell were you?!” He asks
“I told you at the food stand” she says bitting into the Micky mouse waffle sandwich she was eating
“And how much was that?!” He asks
“I think about 15 dollars” she says shrugging
“You have got to be kidding me? Yn really?” He says
“What? I got you one too” she says handing him a bag
He stares at her before snatching the bag and pulling out the sandwhich
“Where are the girls?” Yn asks looking around
“The bathroom” Namjoon says bitting into the sandwich
Yn takes a piece of waffle from her sandwich and feed it to her son
“Was he good?” Yn asks
“He got fussy for a little bit but stoped when Akilah started playing with him” Namjoon admits
“Mommy!! Nilah almost fell into the toilet!” Akilah says giggling
“How nilah. How?!” Yn asks
“I’m too small for the toilet” Nilah says with a pout
“Now that we’re all here can we all STAY together?” Namjoon asks
“Of course! Come on let’s go ride some rides!” Yn says smiling causing the girls to cheer
The three of them join hands and run off causing Namjoon to sigh
“Didn’t I just say stick together?” Namjoon says quickly following behind his three girls
“Daddy can me and coby get on a ride together” Nilah asks
“No bubble bee Coby isn’t big enough” Namjoon says
“He can sit in my lap!” She says smiling
“Next time bubble bee, I promise” Namjoon says smiling
“Daddy I’m still hungry” Akilah says
“Okay what do you want to eat?” Namjoon asks
“A elephant ear!”Akilah says
“I want one too!”Nilah says excitedly
“No you don’t! You want it cause I do” Akilah says now annoyed
“So what??” Nilah says rolling her eyes
“Bubble bee be nice to your sister”Yn says
“I’m bubble bee she’s honey bee!” Nilah points out
“Babe just leave the nicknames too Me”Namjoon says
“Oh okay, you got it daddy” she says rolling her eyes
“Does Coby have a name?” Akilah asks
“He has Coby” Yn says
“Yeah but like that’s really close to his name” Nilah says
“Well let me think of one and he’ll have one by tonight” Namjoon says making the girl nod
“Can we get on the elephant mommy?” Akilah asks making Yn laugh
“His name is Dumbo and yeah come on!” Yn says running off with the two small girls
Namjoon sighs pushing the stroller as fast as he could
It was now nighttime and the family of five were about to watch the fireworks.
“Come on honeybee!! Wake up!” Namjoon says shaking Nilah who was slumped over in his arms. Yn held Akliah’s hand and Coby in her arms
“Leave her be” Yn says smiling
“But she’ll miss it!” Namjoon says pouting
“That’s her own fault” Akilah says licking at her ice cream while Colby looked around at all the bright lights around him
“Babe! Let’s take a picture!” Yn says reaching into the diaper bag pulling out the green Polaroid camera.
“Come on honey bee wake up! Just for the picture” Namjoon says
“No daddy I’m tired” she says rubbing at her eyes
“Take the picture and then you can sleep” Namjoon says
“Okay” she mumbles
A nearby women seen Namjoon struggling to take the picture
“I’ll take it for you!” She says
“Thank you so much” Namjoon says handing over the camera
“Smile honeybee!” Namjoon says kissing her cheek causing her to give a sleepy smile
“Aw you guys are so cute!” She says handing over the camera and picture
“Thank you” Yn says
They all look at the picture with smiles
“Look Coby! Look at your big ole head!” Yn says causing the baby boy to giggle
“Not cool. Stop talking about my son” Namjoon says making Yn laugh
“Daddy look! The fire works are going to start!” Akilah says pointing to the sky
The loud boom of the fireworks scares Nilah from her peaceful slumber.
She glares at Namjoon before pointing at the fireworks
“Make them stop daddy” she says making you giggle
“That’s out of his control Nilah stop being a baby and watch the fireworks” Akilah says rolling her eyes
“Bumblebee be nice to your sister” Namjoon says sternly
Akilah ignores them and continues to watch the fireworks with her mom and baby brother. When the fireworks were over the small family walked back to their room.
Namjoon being the person he is, booked a conjoined suite allowing the girls to have their own space and him and Yn with coby in the other space.
“Today was fun” Yn says patting coby on the back
“It was stressful but fun” Namjoon says sighing
“Stressful how?” Yn asks getting into the bed laying coby on her chest
“Uh you left me with the kids and I couldn’t find you. Our daughter kept walking off. Coby wouldn’t stop crying and you spent at least 200$ on food.” He says sighing making Yn laugh as she places coby on the bed between them
“I’m sorry baby I won’t do it tomorrow” she says reminding him that they had an entire week left of this
He sighs again sinking into the bed getting face to face with coby
“How about we sit tomorrow out son” he says making the tiny boy giggle
He looks over at Yn watching as she wraps her long braids up putting them into her bonnet. Before he could compliment her on how good she looked the screams of his daughters made his mind go into daddy mode
“Daddy!!!” Nilah screams as she and Akilah run into the room screaming
“Nilah? Kilah? What’s wrong?!” Yn asks also I’m patent mode
The two girls ignore their mother jumping onto Namjoon making him groan.
“Daddy kill it!” Nilah shouts
“Daddy it’s a spider! It’s big! Kill it please!”
Namjoon groans picking up both girls carrying them into the other room.
“Where was he?” Namjoon asks
“IT, was over there by the Tv” Nilah says as Namjoon puts her and her sister on the bed
Namjoon walks over to the tv stand seeing the itty bitty tiny spider. Sighing he steps on it and cleans it up with a napkin.
“He’s gone. Now it’s lights off” he says
“Daddy we can’t find our bonnets” Akilah says making Namjoon sigh
“Did you leave them at home?!” He asks hoping they didn’t because he knew his wife spent a long time on their hair and would be upset if they messed up their hair
“No we put them in a bag” Nilah says
“In a bag? What bag?” He asks making them shrug and making him groan
“Okay stay right here and be quiet mommy’s putting coby to bed” Namjoon says walking out the room Spotting Yn on the bed feeding coby,
“Can you give the girls their bonnets? They’re on the dresser over there” she says making Namjoon silently cheer plucking the bonnets from the piece of furniture
He rushes into the other room wrapping up the girls hair like Yn taught him.
“Alright girls. Lights out.” Namjoon says turning off the big light and turning on the small Micky mouse night light
“Daddy, can I have Micky mouse pancakes?” Nilah asks
“You can have whatever you want honey bee” he says placing a kiss on her forehead
“Can I have princess tiana waffles?!” Akilah asks excitedly making Namjoon laugh
“Of course you can, goodnight. I love you” Namjoon says before kissing her forehead
“Goodnight daddy! Love you too!” The says before turning over in opposite directions to fall asleep
Namjoon walks out the room closing it leaving it cracked.
He sighs getting into the bed looking over at his wife and son. Coby was asleep as Yn rocked him slowly.
“I’m not doing this again tomorrow” Namjoon says throwing the blanket over his head
“Sure, see you in the morning my love” Yn says leaning down to kiss his lips
“I’m serious Yn. Do not wake me up” he mumbles
She is so going to wake him up.
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Xikers reactions to you falling asleep.
Ik its been a while but I'll try to post more 🥲
Minjae
This boy would find you so cute and not wanna wake you up. Putting a kiss on your head and rubbing circles on your back to comfort you, your a heavy sleeper so when he pulls a blanket over your body you don't wake up. Just sleep peacefuly.
Seeun
He would poke your cheek with his finger to annoy you but you were a deep sleeper so he would get upset when you didn't even move a muscle but soon just leaves you alone to sleep and eventually falls asleep with you.
Sumin
Sumin would be talking and notice that your not responding or moving. He would just look down and smile seeing you asleep in such a cute way with your lips slightly parted and your head on his shoulder.
Yujun
He would be blabbing about something that happened yesterday and when I tell you that he wouldn't even notice your asleep till after he has had a whole conversation with himself. Then he would look down to see you asleep and smile then kiss your cheek.
Junmin
He would be watching tv then hear soft snores coming from you. When he looks down he sees you asleep with a little drool coming from your mouth. He just laughs and takes you to your bed to sleep comfier.
Jinsik
He would blow in your ear trying to wake you up cause he wants your attention. You would just hit his chest softly earning a chuckle from him then fall right back to sleep making him pout and kiss your forehead.
Hunter
Hunter would notice that your not moving much and think that your either sleep or dead but he hears the snores so he lets you sleep while he hugs your body and kisses you on your head softly.
Junghoon
Would literally fall asleep as soon as he sees that your asleep, pulling a blanket that just sits on the couch over the both of you, the movement would wake you but you fall back asleep when he hugs you tight.
Yechan
Would act like a little baby and want your attention. Kissing you all over your face. "Babyyyy" he would say with a pout but soon just lets you sleep knowing that your a heavy sleeper and that he couldn't wake you if he tried.
Hyunoo
Hyunoo is the type to give you a peck on the lips before falling asleep aswell because of the sleepy atmosphere. He would hold you in his arms not wanting to let you go.
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amongst the stars