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starz4jen · 6 months

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love between || park jongseong

paring: bf ! jongseong and latin ! reader (they/them pronouns)

plot: you and your boyfriend, jay, were watching baking shows such the great british bake off and nailed it then you both decided to bake something yourselfs !

a/n: i had NO idea who to write about so thank my bsf emily ! 😭😭 btw stream ! also ! credits to @benkeibear for the divider ! also also ! not proofread-

genre: FLUFFFF/ slight comedy

cw: established relationship, mentions of jake, mentions of food, cussing, spanglish (??)

wc: 1.7k

jay and you had been binge-watching baking shows for hours. you even watched baking videos on tiktok, reels on Instagram, and even youtube videos. the other members had been at the dorms while you and jay were at your house. when jay paused the video, you looked at him with a confused look. "you know what we should do?" he asked. "don't you dare-" he cut you off. "we should bake a cake !" he said, smiling at you. you playfully groaned at him. "por quéeeee?" you asked, dragging out the word.

"because it'll be fun- in this context it means why, right ?" he asked looking at you who nodded at him. "and we can learn some new baking techniques !” he added. jay got up and started checking for the ingredients in the kitchen. "um... so we kind of have to go to the store," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "en serio, jay ?" you said, shaking your head at your boyfriend. "okay, how was I supposed to know that we didn't have any baking ingredients?! this is literally YOUR house !" jay said, grabbing his wallet and the keys.

"should we walk?" you asked, grabbing your shoes and putting them on. "or we could ask my mom to bring some stuff while she's out," you continued. jay checked the weather app and the temperature before responding to you. "we could walk, It's only a 5 minutes away," he said, walking to the front door with you, holding your hand. “besides it’s a lovely night.” he said

you two headed to the store while sharing airpods with your boyfriend as he played his playlist. jay kissed your hand and started walking with you. the first song that played was "Love Between" by kali uchis, a song that you played a lot from time to time “you stole this from my playlist !” you said playfully acusing him. “what no ! you just recommend it and i-“ you cut him off by laughing at him trying to explain himself. “sureee jay.” you said laughing as you both walked into the grocery store. jay grabbed a shopping cart and started walking through the aisle’s checking items off the list. he turned to you and mumbled something about getting different types of cake flavors.

“we should do a four tier cake !” jay said smiling at you, who stared at him like he was going crazy. “okay three tier ?” he said as you just blinked at him. “two, take it or leave it.” you said pointing your finger at him. “deal.” he said as he nodded. you grabbed cake decorations and cake mix the same time as jay did. “are we having a kdrama moment right now ?” he asked playfully smirking. you let go of the decorations and cake mix as you made a face of disgust (jokingly) and started walking away from him which caused him to put the ingredients in the basket and started following you while calling your name.

“ynnnnn ! i was joking !” he said as he walked behind you with the basket. you stopped walking and playfully glared at him. “no vuelvas a hacer eso. you’re starting to act like jake.” you said shaking your head and shuddering at the thought of jay acting like jake.

“what’s wrong with jake ?” jay asked wiggling his eyebrows which made you make another disgusted face but this time your eyes had a look of horror. “everything.” you said in “fear” jay laughed and wiggled his eyebrows at you again this time smiling. “te dejaré en la tienda jay.” you say as you walk over to him and playfully hit his shoulder. “but that’s mean.” he said as you two started walking towards the checkout lines.

jay played with your fingers as you both waited in the line. you looked at jay with the most loving eyes ever. you were just admiring your boyfriend and you didn’t realize how long you were looking at him until jay looked over at you. his eyes were filled with love and happiness, after realizing that you had been staring at him, you smiled warmly. it was a genuine smile that showed your love and admiration for him. the corners of your lips curled upwards, revealing the genuine happiness that he brought to your life, as your eyes met, a spark of connection passed between you, deepening the bond that you shared. it was a small, yet significant moment that spoke volumes about the growing connection and attraction between the two of you.

jay payed for the groceries after the cashier had scanned and bagged them. you grabbed the bags as jay pushed the basket back to the basket corrals. the walk back home seemed quicker than the walk to the store, well quicker for you. jay who decided that he should give you a piggyback ride all the way home said that “it’s only right” you didn’t question him anymore after that. once you two got back home jay set the items out as you started grabbing the pans and bowls to mix it in.

while mixing the ingredients and waiting for the oven to heat up, jay lovingly kissed your head, showing affection and tenderness in that moment. as jay's lips touched your head, a warm sensation spread through your body. It was a simple gesture, but it carried so much meaning. in that moment, you felt a deep connection with jay, a reassurance of his love and presence. it was a small act of affection that reminded you of the bond you shared. the familiar scent of the baking ingredients filled the air, mixing with the sweet aroma of jay's cologne. you and jay exchanged loving glances, and silent giggles understanding passing between you, baking adventure was not just about creating a delicious treat; it was about creating memories together.

the oven beeped, indicating that it had reached the desired temperature. you carefully poured the cake batter into the prepared pans, while jay eagerly observed the process. his eyes sparkled with excitement and curiosity, mirroring your own enthusiasm. the cake was a representation of your teamwork and shared experiences. as you placed the pans into the oven, jay wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. the warmth of his embrace enveloped you, making you feel safe and cherished. In that moment, you realized that baking a cake with jay wasn't just about the end result; it was about the love that you shared along the way.

the sweet scent of the baking cake filled the kitchen, creating an ambiance of comfort and anticipation. you and jay stood side by side, eagerly waiting for the cake to bake. the moments of silence were filled with stolen glances and playful smiles, a language only the two of you understood. as the timer ticked away, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this simple yet profound moment. it was a reminder of the joy that could be found in the smallest of gestures, in the simplest of activities.

together, you and your boyfriend jay decorated the cake with swirls of frosting, sprinkles, and edible flowers, turning it into a masterpiece of love. As you admired the final result, jay wrapped his arms around you, his chin resting on your shoulder. the pride and happiness radiated from both of you as you stood there, hand in hand, marveling at the creation you had made together. in that moment, surrounded by the aroma of the freshly baked cake and the love that filled the room, you realized that it was not just about the cake itself. baking a cake with jay had become a symbol of your shared experiences, a testament to the strength of your bond.

after you two had finished decorating the cake you leaned over and kissed his cheek. “i hope it’s edible…” you mumbled at him. “it will be !” he said exclaimed happily as he carefully cut a piece of the cake. he placed the piece of cake on a plate and you both took a small bite of the cake. jay nodded proudly at the cake you and him (mainly him) made. you pretended to think as you tapped your jaw.

“well mr park, your cake is very soft, very sweet, the perfect sponge and very…hydrated-” “did you just call my cake hydrated ?” he said laughing at you. “well i didn’t want to say..moist.” you said as you felt your body cringe.

“moiiist.” he said playfully as he wiggled his eyebrows at you again which made you take the rest of the slice of cake and walk away from him.

“babe ! not again ! i’m sorry !” he said chasing after you. “nuh uh.” you said walking towards your room upstairs.

“mi amor... lo siento, no lo volveré a hacer, por favor, vuelve para que podamos terminar nuestro espectáculo y nuestro pastel.” jay said which made you stop in your tracks, you quickly turned around and started walking back to your boyfriend as if he had put you in some sort of trance.

“¿oh? ¿así que has estado prestando atención cuando hablo español?” you said standing in front of your boyfriend. “of course. for you, i would learn every language in the world.” he whispered softly as he pressed a small kiss on your lips.

“te amo”

“i love you more”

#enhypen fluff #enha fluff #enha x reader #jay enha #enha imagines #kpop latin reader #kpop x gender neutral reader #kpop x latina reader #enhypen jay #jay x reader

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linos-luna · 8 months

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Dreams ☁️

Seungmin x Poc!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Just suggestive. groping. Kissing

(Reader is implied to be Black, indigenous Latina or Metiza Latina, Native American, or Indian)

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You sat at your desk while resting your head on your hand. You were thinking about your friend/coworker, Seungmin. He’s in the office next to yours with a connected wall. He’s amazing. So smart and handsome along with patient with you.

Sometimes it took you longer to figure things out and instead of mocking you or getting mad at you about it, he’s kind and explains it for you.

A coworker in your specific room was supposed to help train you but it seemed that she resented you and constantly degraded you for not understanding. It often left you anxious when going to work. But it was worth it when Seungmin would come into the room.

He’d often come in to talk with his friend that was also in the room with you. But he was always nice enough to chat with you too. Sometimes you go to his office to ask questions rather than ask the girl right behind you.

Earlier that day that girl and Seungmin’s friend were talking about an exam that you didn’t know about: the ‘Baby Bar’? You’ve never heard of it. You knew the bar exam was for law students but what was the ‘Baby Bar’?? A shorter test?

“The baby bar! You don’t know what that is?!” She laughed. “How don’t you know?”

“I-I just never heard of it…”

“Y/n, even I’ve heard about it! It’s the baby bar!” The friend said while really enunciating the words Baby Bar. “You really don’t get it??”

“I…”

“Y/n.”

You felt a hand on your shoulder: It was seungmin.

“The Baby Bar is a test like the Bar exam. But you don’t have to go to law school. He explained. “There’s other requirements but you won’t be qualified for certain things.”

“Oh… thanks seungmin…” you replied shyly while looking down.

The man only gave a look to the girl that torments you on the daily which made her go back to working on her computer.

He waved bye to you before walking back to his room.

So now here you were. An hour later, thinking about this man.

But he has a girlfriend. You’ve met her once and she’s very nice. You’re the same star sign as her and you both have similar personalities. She’s shy but sweet. But even if he didn’t have her, you felt like he’d never go out with you.

The biggest difference was appearance. In that regard, she’s nothing like you. He seemed to have a type when seeing his past ex. Preferences that you didn’t fit. Having a race preference isn’t inherently good but you felt he had one. You were brown, dark thick hair, and definitely a different body shape. Sometimes you felt like a giant next to his girlfriend.

You sighed. If only you could be like her…

However you were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard your name.

“Hey y/n!”

You looked up, realizing that it was him.

“Oh, hi.”

“Can I talk to you for a minute.” He asked while standing in front of your desk.

“Um… yeah…”

“Y/n, do you like me?” He asked bluntly.

“W-what…?”

“You like me right? Like… have a crush?”

“Well yes—… but no… um…” You were blushing, unsure of what was happening. “I know you have a girlfriend so—… you shouldn’t worry about… it’s just a little crush…”

“I mean… I like you too.”

“But you have a girlfriend. I-I’d never do that to her…” you said nervously while standing up. “I know what it’s like to have someone else—”

“We broke up…” he said casually.

“Oh I’m sorry to hear…”

“Don’t be. She cheated on me.” He said with a sigh.

“I’ve always had a little crush on you though…” he said with a shrug. “I just never knew how to tell you.”

“Seungmin…”

“Would you like to hang out after work? There’s a new coffee shop that opened nearby.”

You were in shock. Was this actually happening?? Must be a dream right??

~~~

A few hours later and for find yourself at said coffee shop with Seungmin. It was a small place with not many people there.

You sipped on your drink as he talked to you. Only watching him and how handsome he is.

“Hey, are you listening.” He chuckled.

“Oh yeah.” You blushed. “Sorry.”

Seungmin rubbed your hand and you tensed up and blushed.

“Y/n. I know you don’t believe it… but I think you’re very cute:”

“Oh… thank you…”

“Y/n…” he sighed while pushing your chin up with his fingers. “You really are beautiful. Please believe me…”

You look at him with a smile.

“You doubt yourself a lot… and let yourself get degraded by that bitch in your office.” He said while rubbing your cheek. “You’re worth so much more…”

“Thank you seungmin…”

“C’mon…” he stood while tugging your arm.

“Where are we going…?”

“To the car. I’ll drive you home.” He said with a smile.

You nodded and followed. He held your hand and led you to his car. The grey Tesla. The car you see every day at work. You always wondered how he could afford the expensive car when you both hold the same position and you definitely can’t afford it. Maybe he does something on the side. Who knows?

“Y/n…” seungmin leaned over and gave you a kiss on the cheek. “Can I kiss you more? Can I touch you?”

You blushed and nodded. You were surprised he remembered. A while back you went on an awful date where you had some unconsentual advances forced on you. He must’ve remembered that. It was actually sweet.

Seungmin gently kissed your lips while holding onto your side.

It was a magical feeling and you leaned forward to get more. His lips were soft and you wanted to get closer.

Seungmin noticed this and backed his seat up, giving you room to crawl over and sit on his lap.

He rubbed your sides and continued making out with you.

You couldn’t help grinding lightly on his lap and whining as he reached his hand under your shirt.

He gently kissed down your neck as he played with the material of your bra.

You wanted his lips on yours again and he did exactly that.

Seungmin lightly groped your breast and you sighed as you pulled away and looked at him with a smile.

“Are you happy, sweetheart?” He asked while pushing some hair away from your face.

“Mmhm.” You nodded before hugging him. Resting your head on his chest. His cologne smelled so good. You were so relaxed as he rubbed your back. This was perfect…

~~~

“Y/n… y/n!”

Your head shot up. Back at your desk? But how?

“Oh good you’re awake!”

You looked up, seeing Seungmin there nudging your shoulder.

“I thought I’d wake you up before you know who comes back from lunch.” He said with a shrug.

“What…?” You looked around confused. “How long have I been sleeping….?

“Maybe 20-30 minutes? Don’t worry. No one saw you.”

“Oh.. well thanks for waking me up…”

The man nodded and started to head out.

You sighed and rested your head on your hand. A dream. It was all a dream?? That sucks.

“Hey y/n.”

You perked up as he walked back over to you, in front of your desk.

“Can I talk to you for a minute…?”

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All my fics are implied to have poc readers in mind so that everyone can enjoy them. That’s why it’s always in the tags. I just hate when y/n is described in fics to have specific non poc features. It makes ppl feel left out.

This fic in particular mentions race a little more directly so that’s why it says “x poc!Fem!Reader”

This is literally a dream I had with my crush that I’ve mentioned multiple times and sometimes I wonder these things like race since from what I’ve seen he’s only ever dated a specific race.

Also, the conversation about fhe “Baby Bar” did actually happen at work the way it played out here.

(Oh yeah that’s my actual work desk in the photo 😅)

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lewisvinga · 2 years

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dating a latina | loona reactions

requested; yes!

request; hiii, how are you? I hope well. first of all thanks for the kim lip scenario, I'm in love :( i wanted to ask a loona reaction to dating a brazilian girl (or if you feel more comfortable just someone from latin america :))

note; i’m doing good<3 how are u??!! i’m glad u enjoyed the kim lip scenario! also i did latina bc i’m not brazilian so i’m not 100% comfy writing abt a culture i’m not part of but i am latina so!:D

warnings; none, might have typos tho idk:T

loona masterlist !

heejin.

the type to bring up how she lived in brazil for like 1 month any chance she gets

little miss artist would research about your traditional clothing + other aspects of your culture and draw lil’ stickers / doodles of it

heejin has this huge plan of one day visiting your country and going to all of the touristic places!

hyunjin

whenever you cook your cultures food and desserts like flan or brigadeiro, hyunjin will be the first to taste it

absolutely loves the flavors and spices of your food!

has a playlist with songs from your language / country and will constantly listen to it when she’s alone and will casually play them around you, tries to learn lyrics to an el alfa song without realizing how fast it is-

haseul

like heejin, she plans on visiting your home country except she actually does visit

the type to carry around a notebook to write down every word she learns so she can practice ur language ^^

when she meets your parents she was scared of the cultural difference and the language barrier but was relieved when your family welcomed her with open arms !

yeojin

yeojin gets so excited whenever she sees anything related to your cultural and can’t wait to show it to you

your country is mentioned in a youtube video she saw? she’ll send you the clip immediately

watches soap operas with you like novelas la rose de guadalupe and will act shocked every time even if it’s always the same plot just different characters

vivi

whenever you talk about your culture / country, she always listens and just stares at you with cute curious eyes <33

whenever you’re also feeling home sick, vivi will try to cook your culture’s food! comfort foods like soups / stews!

also willing to learn your language like spanish or portuguese!

kim lip

the first time she was introduced to your latino culture was when she went to a quinceañera with you and she was in AWE

whenever she’s alone in her room she will try learning your dances like samba or cumbia n other dances too! would also get shy if you ask her to show u

is also so shy and does her lil screams whenever you try teaching her phrases to use on your parents bc she’s scared of messing up pls

jinsoul

you know how she is very expressive with her eyebrows, yeah her eyebrows are always raised up from excitement and curiosity whenever you talk about latin america

is like a puppy filled with excitement when she visted your country

the type to buy anything that has your country’s flag / name on it to give to u^^

choerry

like yeojin, she’ll get excited about the mention of your country

she tries to find restaurants in korea that cook your country’s food and will try everythinggggg, and accidentally eats a super spicy salsa that she didn’t realize was spicy but still loves it

she teaches herself spanish / portuguese and surprises you on your anniversary by speaking it ☹️☹️

yves

would <33333 love to learn about your cultural dances, pls teach her imagine teaching her something like bachata😫😫😫😫 omg

would secretly choreograph a dance to one of your favorite song in your language and shows it to you!

she absolutely loves the flavors from latin america and will beggg u to make her your cultural food

chuu

chuu acts like she’s latina, like she’s basically latina she’s my cousin fr, she’d get so involved in ur culture to try to make you feel at home!

she even manages to do a photoshoot where you both wear your traditional clothing <333 chuu scute

will flex to everyone about your culture, she’ll be like “omg my gf makes that food, it’s the best” or “my gf’s country has a super pretty language!” chuu #1 hype girl

gowon

gowon would definitely be super shocked at the cultural differences at first, especially when going to a family party but she found it extremely fun

she tries keyword; tries to help you cook your cultures foods but decides to be your taste tester instead

i feel like chuu she’d also flex your amazing cooking and dance moves whenever she gets the chance

olivia hye

she <3 latinas guys idk what to tell u i’m totally not being biased rn / j

would have you teach her dances like salsa, bachata 😫😫🫶🫶🫶🫶 , etc etc , but she also just loves seeing you dance them and having fun<3

like hyunjin, she’ll listen to artists from your country and will just casually listen to them around you, n ur like ö

would surprise you by finding a restaurant that cooks your comfort foods and buys them for dinner whenever your home sick, but then will get all shy about it

#loona scenarios #loona headcanons #loona reactions #loona x reader #loona x latina reader #loona imagines #kpop reactions

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arlerts-angel · 2 months

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armin arlert x afab!reader

warnings: m+f masturbation | noncon voyeurism

thinking about armin walking in on you masturbating.

he gets so flustered initally. his face is bright red and burning. if you asked him, he'd say his heart nearly stopped.

but now he just can't get the image of you fucking your pretty little puffy pussy out of his head.

the adrenaline must've went straight to his cock. he never in a million years would've gotten the idea to watch you do something so lewd, let alone jerk off to it.

yet here he is; back against the wall, fucking his fist, peeking his head into your slightly ajar door to jerk himself off in time with you.

taglist: @i-literally-cant-with-this @toji-girl-main @heliiacus @la-undercover-latina @darkstarlight82 @lees-chaotic-brain @slutforthanatos @ringsofsaturnnnn @milky-aeons @so-you-like-kpop

#armin arlert smut #armin arlert x reader smut #armin smut #armin x reader smut #aot smut #attack on titan smut #x reader smut #aot x reader smut #attack on titan x reader smut

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old-lorarri · 1 year

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𝐕𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐄 → lewis hamilton x fem! wife! singer! reader

first performance in four years leads you to re-indulge in something that you vowed to quit, lewis isn't happy but at least roseco's on your side | part 2

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄'𝐒 ��𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄'𝐒 → lewis hamilton x fem! wife! singer! reader

after the argument of the previous night lewis woke to an empty house, will it remain like that or will it change? | part 1

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kivedreams · 3 months

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I WANT YOU. part. I knj.

pair. idol namjoon x f. reader. f. is latina poc.

genre. falling in love, established relationship, romance, marriage

warnings. +18 racism and colorism discussed [this part does not contain smut, but the story is not made for a minor audience] this super delulu coded [pls tell me if i missed anything ]

synopsis; you make my life shine, and I think I also make yours shine or you didn't know how hard a relationship with a famous person would be

word count: 4.7k

A/N: i let my delusions run free with this one, i think ill be four parts.

next part.

Just a the moment you thought the party was dying down they arrived, is not like you hated the idea of having a party, but this week has been hard on you, nothing went exactly as you planned, having your thesis send back two times in a row, draw you down, that thesis was the last thing between you and your PhD, you knew it was going to be hard, but God it really was testing you, of course you were happy for Namjoon today was a big day for him, he was finally releasing the book that he always wanted to publish a full guide on The Joseon era art and its influence in today's korean artwork, Namjoon was really proud of korean artists, so being able to pay homage to them was a big thing for him and for you, because Namjoon happiness was part of your own.

The tight red dress that you were wearing might have been a bit too much, but it was Namjoon’s gift. It might have been tighter because you had put on some weight due to the stress of these months. Going to the gym or doing any type of exercise was the last thing on your mind. You would have been lying if you did not admit that, it was one of the things that were making you feel insecure tonight, your relationship was already hard, nobody believed that Namjoon the first born child of a korean family, the leader of the most successful kpop group and now Namjoon the writer would settle for you, a latin woman of color, that did not appeal to a single one of the korean standards, you weren't insecure by Namjoon’s feelings, but you were insecure on how everyone else feelings and prejudices might influence his decisions, is not like you were desperate for the ring, you really didn't need it, nor were you prepared for marriage, but sometimes it feel like the only thing that could silenced all the voices in your head, all the social media talk, and of course everyone around you.

“Y/N?” He called for you. You were still in the balcony of the apartment, seated in the light brown handmade chair you purchased for the space, with a glass of wine enjoying the Seoul night, a slight breeze, and of course the beauty of the balcony Namjoon and you have crafted together, a lot of plants were everywhere accompanied by artworks and souvenirs that you both had collected through the years, some on your travels together, some alone.

“Yes, darling” you responded looking at him, Namjoon was an extremely handsome man, you loved that haircut in him, and his choice of clothing today was a masterpiece, that beige suit with a purple turtle neck top was a perfect mix. He looked at you with confusion in his eyes, he quickly brushed that look a way and sais,

“My parents are here, they're asking for you” Are they? was the only thing in your mind

You walked to him with a smile taking his hand, to greet them and most of the guest that have arrived since you little rendezvous to the balcony, you were begging that nobody would notice your weight, your thighs were clearly giving a show in that dress, god I hope the concealer is strong enough to cover the sleep bags in my eyes, do I still have lipstick on?

“Y/N!” His father greeted you “You look so beautiful tonight! How is your thesis going? Are you close to the finish line?” His father always looked happy to see you, but was he?

“Mr. Kim! Thank you! And yes I'm close to the finish line, if everything goes as planned, I will be able to present it in a few weeks” You responded with a smile giving him a hug and doing the same with his mother. She always looked at you, at your hair with curiosity? Of course 4B coils were not the norm in Korea, but Korean beauty standards weren't going to pressure you into hating your beautiful hair.

After polite talks and greetings for a whole night with people that were close to both of you, in professional and personal level, the night was over, Namjoon and you finished saying good bye to the last guest and his agent, the night was a success, as you knew it would be, Namjoon never fails to amaze you, you saw him the whole night , moving around and enchanting everyone, you get it, you too were enchanted by him.

Finally being able to get rid of the uncomfortable shoes and the red lace around your waist that made the dress even tighter and letting Namjoon in the living room talking with the service that was in charge of getting everything clean up and tidy again, walking straight to your room, dreaming of the comfort of your bed, you forgot all the things that were placed on top of it, because you didn't trust any of the frail art pieces to be in the open while everybody drank and mingle, with not other option, you moved to the balcony, walking down to the kitchen first taking a glass of wine with you and politely smiling to the service, Namjoon was out of your sight.

Sitting on the cold floor of the balcony letting your hair free from the detailed bun that it was made into, enjoying the silence and peace of the night. You felt empty, maybe too much stress plus the insecurities in your relationship were passing you the bills, in a few months you would be 30, and if you get your PhD granted, working as a full time curator in the national art museum of Seoul, just what you wanted, but was Namjoon on your side for it? you didn't know.

“Babe” He called, putting a blanket on top of you, you did not realize how cold you were until he did so “ Tired? they are almost finishing, our room is ready, lets go”

You looked at him from the floor with your face resting on the wooden bench, giving him a little nod, but your body was not responding to the idea of standing up, maybe you were too tired, maybe it was that third glass of wine, reminding you that alcohol was not your forte.

“Too tired? “ He said lifting you up, you hugged him, getting flooded by his strong musky scent.

Before you could realize it you were already on the bedroom, headlight turn off, the only light in the room coming from the bed stands, Namjoon sat you on the edge of the bed looking at you with curious eyes, his hands on you waist, you could feel his breathing, warmth, “Can we talk in the morning?” you ask, with almost no energy to spare.

“Is everything ok?” he asked back, now with a worried look on his face.

“Yes, I am exhausted, let's talk tomorrow please” you said standing up making your way to the bathroom, trying to unzip the dress off and failing.

“Ok” He said, hugging you from the back, there it was again his scent, it made you feel so calm, at peace.

He started to remove the dress from you, leaving you there exposed to his eyes, and to yours. You could see the reflection in the mirror, how he was hugging you even harder, tighter, Namjoon loved you, you knew that. He started to remove his own clothes, making you move the other side of the sink to remove your makeup.

You heard the water running in the tub, namjoon got close to you naked, “Want to take a bath?”

“No, I’ll take a quick shower and go to bed”

“Ok darling “ He said, kissing your neck. Making you move.

He flicked due to the inspected action “I'm not in the mood to have sex” You said, before he could say anything.

“Is ok, I just want to feel you…” he said with a hurt look, you took a step back using the shower as an excuse. Namjoon was even more confused, because you never rejected physical touch, so it felt as if you were rejecting him, but you weren’t, you just wanted to reject the feeling that you had for him, because it felt like you had everything to lose.

It was around 2AM when you two were in bed together, Namjoon pulled you close, and you couldn't say no, you couldn't do that to him again. Nighttime passed through your eyes seeing the sun rise that sunday morning, you weren't able to sleep just thinking about all the possibilities, weighing your options, you could finish your phd and go back to your country, even though it was useless, jobs for a art history doctor, were not easy to find everywhere, you didn't think that you would be able to continue to live in korea after breaking up with him… the thought made you sob, you couldn't stay in bed anymore, so you quietly stood up, walking to your safe place the balcony.

The living room was like it always use to be everything clean up and in its place, you saw the blanket that namjoon used on you last night perfectly folded, taking it to the balcony with you, a cup of tea to clean your mind and a lonely space for you to cry in peace, and there you were cuddling up in the chair, with the cold morning breeze it was 6AM, but you were crying, because there were no other options for you, you knew, Namjoon would not settle for you, you'll never live up to the standard needed to be his wife, so it was better to finish it now, than wait for later.

Only your cries and the mobile hanging in the side could be heard, so that was it, like that, it was going to be over.

“Y/N?!” He called, and you used all your strength to hide your tears, but of course he noticed.

“Are you ok honey? Talk to me” You could hear the worry in his voice, you really tried to pull back the tears, but seeing him did not help

And there, both of you were, him hugging you and giving you solace, until your crying stopped, and all you could feel was his heartbeat, his hand going up and down comforting you. There he was for you, and you were about to end a 4 year old relationship.

You meet namjoon 7 months into arriving in seoul, while you were doing your master your favorite professor suggested you to pursue a doctorate in Korea, she knew people, she could get you a internship in Seoul’s national museum while you studied, and of course she knew people in HanYang university, you knew she was an important woman in the area, but you sub estimated her contacts and power, and there you were a year later accepted into Hanyang university with a full scholarship and paid internship, you didn't know how, but the rumor that you were there due to nepotism spread all over your department reaching your workplace, while it was true that your professor helped you, the scholarship was won fairly due to your grades and the ingenuity of your master's thesis. It made your work and student life harder, as if the racism and colorism wasn't enough, but of course you weren't there to make friends, you were there to finish your studies and make a name for yourself.

That just made everyone hated you more, your coworkers thought it would be great for you, a newly hire to conduct a private view of a new exposition for a VIP, at that point you did not know if it was the racism, the nepotism rumor or because they did not want to make it themselves; but at the end that's how you met namjoon, of course you knew who he was, you might not been his fan, but you knew what his impact was, the quality of his music, and the power he had. His whole presence made you nervous, but you weren't going to risk your job nor lose the professionalism. He ended up being there because the director invited him to look at the new collection that you direct boss had picked, but he wanted it to be private, he wanted to enjoy it, and that's how the both of you ended up there, sitting on the floor of the museum admiring the work behind the main art piece.

“Now I understand, why he wanted me to look at it in person” he said with a smile “it is magnific, it was worthy escaping from the studio for this”

“I know, art can free you, it's like the whole world shut down for a minute and you can breathe” you said, genuinely happy, because he was really calm and easy to talk to, so you weren't nervous anymore, it was a success.

“Indeed” he said looking at you, you felt the warm in your face because of the way he was looking at you, he stood up and helped you too “It has been a pleasure Y/N, meeting you and the collection, I think now I am supposed to take a photo” You got frozen en place, his voice was deep and raspy, it got you flustered, you came back to your senses

“Y-yes, you do, gimme a minute to look for the camera” You said moving quickly.

You took various photos of him, he looked great in every single one, Namjoon was a handsome man, and on top of that he was so humble and easy, maybe you expectatives where in the low as soon as you heard the world VIP or maybe Namjoon was just different, he made your heart move faster.

While you were tidying up he approached you with a question,

“Y/N would you like to take a photo with me?” it surprised you , but you did not have the ability to say no.

He pulled you close, you didn't know what to do, and he noticed, so he just told you to smile, you did so, but only god knows how you ended up looking in that picture. After that he said his farewell, and you could see his bodyguards getting closer than they were before.

It was such an experience it shaked your life for the next days, you could only think of him and his strong scents, it was so good, like a forest, as the freshness of the summer, Namjoon really did a number on you, you googled half of his life in those days, and started to listing to his music, it was really good, now you understood even more his fame. At the moment that you thought that you were forgetting the flustered feeling that he led on you, he posted it, he posted the photo that he took with you, you had a start sticker on your face, and his caption left you thinking about him even more,

art can free you, the whole world shut down for a minute and you can breathe

Did he post that because of you? Did he?

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It was a normal thursday, you were in the subway on your way to work, thinking about the essay you had due this sunday, it was almost done, but you felt it was missing something, moonchild playing on your airpods. The day promised to be rainy, it always rained in seoul, but not in the sad depressing way it rained in London, Seoul’s rain was calm and nostalgic, sometimes it was full of rage.

You didn't have much to do at work that day, the inauguration of the exposition was a success, you replied to the emails you had, sent some codes and updated the maintenance date of some artworks.

“Miss. Y/N, Mr. Park is asking to see you, if you could go to his office please” the voice caught you by surprise, it came from Mr. Shin, executive assistant of the museum director, the surprise was more in him coming directly to see you instead of sending you an email. Have something happened, did you mess up something…

You colleagues gave you strange and curious looks, it wasn't a normal situation, and their looks worked as a further confirmation.

Walking through the administration hallways behind Mr. Shin, got you nervous, what could've gone wrong why are they calling you, are you fired? no, R.R.H.H would’ve called for that. Mr. Shin led you to the office door and retired, you could not bring yourself to knock at the door scared, but there was no other way of escaping it. You knocked on the door twice, until you heard a deep voice say, “Come in”

You opened the door using all your strength and calm “Good morning Mr. Park, how may I help-

You stopped on your word when you saw Namjoon sitting in the middle of the room, Mr. Park's office was big, two mauve sofas facing each other in front of the big brown desk, and Namjoon was seated in one of them looking at you with a smile.

“Hello ‘Y/N” his deep voice filling the room, “Please sit down’” he said signaling the sofa in front of him

You were frozen in your step, why was Namjoon there? you quickly got back to your senses, and greeted him sitting in front of him, you didn't know if the nervousness was visible, your hands were sweaty, while they rested on your knees.

“I know you got up here thinking you were going to see YoungJo, I am sorry for that, but I did not wanted to make a fuss, hope you understand” you nodded in comprehension, of course it was going to be worse if Kim Nam Joon came calling for you, it was already weird Mr. Park doing so.

“I'm going to be direct, would you like to work for me?” The shock was painted in your face “I want someone to curate some art pieces for my parents house, and for my house too, since our conversation last week, I feel that you would be perfect for it, we share the same art vision”

You couldn't say a word, he was waiting for your response, but since you stood there in silence he continue “Money is not the problem, nor is the time, please name your price and tell me when we can start working together”

“I-I, are you sure? wouldn't you like someone more professional for this? someone with more experience in the area” you muttered, still lacking the words.

“No” he said solemnly “I am not looking for experience or somebody with a name in this, I want you and your fresh views, I read your master thesis, and I know your working in your doctorate, as I said your vision is what I want, it amuse me”

“Can I think about it?” You said, but what was there to think.

“Of course” he said “Here look, this is my personal number, you can call me or add me to Kakao, and my agent number in case I don't respond, but it is unlikely” he handed you both of the cards, looking at your shocked face with a smile. “If someone asks, just tell them that YoungJo confused you with someone else, ok?”

You nodded, still feeling out of place, looking at his almond shaped eyes, he said goodbye and left, letting you there. You slowly stood up, and walked to your department, art acquisitions, as soon as you arrived your coworkers started whispering. You sat down keeping face, when you were about to start working, Anja, who seated next to you asked,

“Hey Y/N what was that about?” with curiosity flooding her face, you smile and said loud enough,

“It was nothing, looks like they were calling someone else and somehow they got to me” you said shrugging your shoulders, resting importance to it, with you saying that the whispering and the looks finished.

The rest of the day was normal, but you still could feel the nervousness in your gut, he read your thesis, and wanted you to help him curate art for his family house and his home, it feel surreal, to good to be truth, but if it was, the opportunity was amazing, Namjoon would become your first private client, the scholarship money was decent, and you pay wasn’t that bad, but you knew that whatever Namjoon would pay you would be enough to pay rent until you found a space in the campus dorms. You weren't sure yet, there wasn't a big reason to say no, but you felt insecure. What if your work does not live up to his expectations?

You arrived home putting those thoughts to rest, working on your assignments and studying your lectures, before you could realize it, it was already past midnight and you knew what you were going to say.

Hello Mr. Kim,

I would love to work with you, please let’s discuss terms and conditions.

Have a great day, “Y/N”

12:51 am

Looking at your phone screen maybe it was too short? but it didn't need any more it was concise, you hit sent, without realizing, that you did not programmed the text message to be sent at 9 in the morning, panicking looking at the screen, until those 3 hell looking dots started blinking,

Amazing, and yes I’ll have a great day ;)

knj

12:52 am

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And there you were the next day, in front of Namjoon’s workplace building, he asked you to come the next day to discuss the job requirements and pay, you set a 3PM meeting with him, going to the big doors of HYBE ent. you were nervous hand sweating approaching the reception, you'd feel the looks, but is not like you cared anymore, but maybe you should had hided your hair today, everyone at work was already use to it, but this was a new environment, the comfort of your usual places made you forget where you were.

“Hello good evening, I have a meeting” You say approaching one of the well groomed ladies in front of you, she looked you up and down, and say,

“Excuse you?” Your korean might not be the best, but it wasn't bad, now being here for almost 8 months it had clearly improved, you repeated yourself, and then she ‘understood’

“Ok, May I know the name of the person and their department please?” she said with a smirk in her face,

“I don't know his department, the name is Kim Nam Joon” she and the two ladies at her side looked at you like you were a rare species.

“Are you sure of that?” She said with a shuckle, she wanted to laugh, it was clearly on her face.

“Yes I am sure, I wouldn't have come here if I wasn't” you said annoyed.

“Miss please, don't shame yourself in here, please go, or I'll be obligated to call security” the disgusted expression on her face saying everything you needed to know.

“Could you at least call him to verify?” keeping the last strand of politeness you asked.

“No. Please leave or I'll call security” she said standing up signaling the big crystal doors.

You were mad, not knowing what to do walking down to the doors, hearing his laughs and the looks of the people around, until of course your brain reacted, you were a smart girl after all,

Hello Mr. Kim I am already here

2:58 pm

Ok, amazing please come to my studio they'll tell you the floor ;p

2:59 am

I am not being allowed, I went to the front desk and they asked me to go, should I?

3:00 pm

What? why? please dont leave, youre in the lobby right ill come to you

3:00 pm

You read the last text, still being mad but now you knew that namjoon actually wanted you there, you stood close to the door still with some of the looks in you, but they couldn't send you out, you haven't done anything and you could easily say you were going to the store. 5 minutes passed and you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket Namjoon was calling you.

“Hi Y/N? on what side are you?” his voice sounded agitated, as if he had run.

“Hello, yes, I’m close to the doors, I have a white cardigan and a brown plaid scarf”

“I think I see you” and when he said that, you heard the commotion, there he was, his hair looking frizzy, like he had been passing his fingers through it. He had a pale green sweatshirt, a dark brown jacket and light brown trousers.

You heard the call finish, and he was getting closer to you, the people in the lobby were looking at him, and you were too but not with the same eyes. Namjoon looked so hot, he smiled at you, he was happy to see you and that calmed your heart.

“Hello Y/N, I thought you would leave” he said, extending his hand to you, you shaked hands with him.

“I almost did” you said, trying to conceal the discomfort in your voice.

“What happened, why couldn't you come in? it was just a call away” he said smiling to the people around you, you started walking with him and two bodyguards started walking at the sides.

“I explained that to the lady but she did not care to confirm that”

“Who?” the demanding tone clearly in his voice he stopped to look at you, his eyes waiting for an answer

“T-he lady with the ponytail” you mutter, namjoon’s eyes intimidate you.

“Is ok” he said, dragging you to the front desk, “Can I have a visitors pass for MY guest” he was clearly annoyed, and you were too, the face in the lady was priceless, she was between shock and disbelief, until she actually needed to talk,

“C-can I have some form of ID? " she asked, you opened your purse to take your passport, going directly to your work visa.

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Namjoon drove you to his studio, scanning his face on the door. The hallway to it was beautifully decorated with small and big art pieces, Namjoon really had a great taste, his studio was small but cozy, you could feel how he crafted every space himself, it screamed his whole personality.

“Please sit down” he said and you did so “Before we begin I am obligated to made you sign a NDA, is just protocol” he said sitting in from of you handing you a folder

“Yes, I understand” you said, giving a quick read to the NDA, you signed because it was ok and handed it to him.

“Ok, perfect. Do you want something to drink? I’m making myself a coffee” he stood up waiting for your answer.

“Water would be fine”

“I don't like to beat around the bush Y/N, I want you to pick beautiful and meaningful pieces for me, I would do it myself” he brought a glass of water for you, while holding a cup of smoking coffee “But I am pretty busy right now and I like you, and your style. Your thesis in Seurat, was an enjoyable read, and I feel that your fresh vision would be perfect for what I want” He sat down in front of you taking a sip, you did the same, Namjoon made you nervous, his aura was intoxicating.

“I get it, still, I don't have a full experience curating, I might have the theory but I stick lack the practice” you said being honest

“I'm giving the practice to you, what about 15% for every piece you pick for me? " he said with a smile that made his dimples show up.

You smiled at him “What about 20%?” You smirked.

“25%, do we have a deal?” he put down his cup to look you directly in the eyes.

“W-we do.” you smiled at him nervously due to his gaze.

“You could've said 50% and I would have said yes. I just want you.” He said standing up, giving you his hand, his words made you lose your breath.

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from delululand with love, kive <3

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feliciasharpclaws · 8 months

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hi, welcome to my blog!

before you continue reading,

don’t bring any hate on my page. if you want to argue or something take it somewhere else. i will not accept any bad comments or anything negative to anyone who gets in this blog or to myself. if you do, don’t bother to come back.

my name is ximena but you can call me xim, i'm sixteen and i'm new at writing something and actually publish it, so be nice please. and here's my masterlist:

my work!

arthur leclerc x fem! american actress! oc! ✯ 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻

carlos sainz x fem! latina! bartender! oc! ✯ 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻

oscar piastri x fem! kpop idol! le sserafim! reader ✯ 𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨

upcoming works!

max verstappen x fem! ex kpop idol! reader ✯ 𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨

sheriff! daniel ricciardo x fem! diner waitress! oc ✯ 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻

ollie bearman x fem! ex kpop idol! reader ✯ 𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨

charles leclerc x fem! aerial hoop dancer! reader ✯ 𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨

carlos sainz x fem! latina! bartender! gf! oc ✯ 𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑨 (part 2)

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i will post more, i promise. i'm starting to write and actually publish, so have patience on me please.

#masterlist #arthur leclerc #carlos sainz #max verstappen #formula 1 #charles leclerc #f1 x reader #daniel ricciardo #fem oc #ollie bearman #mick schumacher #oscar piastri

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primaldesire · 1 year

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𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄

18+ Blog AGELESS BLOGS DNI

If you are not above the age of 18 I can't stop you from reading but please don't interact, just read and keep going that is all I wish.

Requests are open but do keep in mind that I will not write the following:

CNC ( Consent non Consent)

Race play

Fecies play ( That should be obvious why I won't write that)

Incest (Self-explanatory sicko)

I will not write smut for characters that are minors the most I will write for them is fluff angst and headcanons

Sex during pregnancy

Teacher x High school student ( college professor x college student is fine)

Age regression ( not my thing and definitely not age regression smut bc that is disgusting)

Anything dealing with race problems ( ex: how _ reacts to y/n experiencing racism and so on)

Hybrid anything (not my thing and idk how I would write that)

Alpha x Omega ( We've seen enough of those)

Self Harm (I only wrote one this dealing with sh per request and I will not write it again)

Eating disorders

Teen pregnancy

Smut for real people ( It makes me uncomfortable)

What I'll write for-

Haikyuu (Time skip or during their high school years)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Death Note

My Hero Academia

Kpop/ K-drama idols and actors

Webtoon characters

DC Universe

Attack On Titan

Get Schooled (Webtoon)

Lookism (Webton)

Designated Bully (Webtoon)

Criminal Minds

Demon Slayer

Naruto

Bleach

The way of the house husband

Kimi ni todoke ( From me to you)

The disastrous life of Saiki k

Cowboy Bebop

Ergo proxy

Rodrick Heffely

The list goes on

I write strictly only for black readers or afro-latino/a readers

I am an 18-year-old Afro-Latina writer

I hope all my writing please readers in the best way possible, thank you and have a nice day/afternoon/evening <3

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wonhosmistress · 10 months

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I’ve been alternating between these WIPs, just letting y’all know I am still working on these and haven’t been neglecting them. That aside, I’ve been thinking about making a Latina/POC project for Kpop idols. While still focusing on the whole Domme!Reader aspect in my blog.

#ximes’ 💭#ximesthots #sub!kpop #sub!idol #sub!skz #ximes' inferno #sub!taemin #sub!jungkook #sub!ateez #sub!idols #domme!reader #latina!reader #sub!wonho

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littlemessyjessi · 3 months

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Loving the requests! Keep them coming!

Accepting for BTS and SKZ with a female plus size reader.

I did get one for a trans reader that I love. It's on the list bc it may take time due to the concept of the request. I want to make sure I get it right. As I am not trans, I feel like I need a second opinion. I will be doing some research to know what the thought process might be like concerning the topic requested. I want to get it right. 💙

Also I'll be keeping reader's ethnicity neutral for now as I ease back into kpop. Just so I can focus on the writing and not get too particular at the moment. If you've been around for a while you know I get stuck on details and the next thing you know it's branched out into a full oc instead of a reader insert, lol. I guess maybe that's my autism? Idk ❤️

However, I did get a namjoon x Latina reader and that is still on the list.

I got some royalty au asks, some yandere asks, some subby asks, some daddy dom things. All are welcome! They go on the list and I make my way through them as I can.

So please keep them coming!

Love, K

#bts #skz #kpop #bangtan sonyeondan #stray kids #plus size reader #bts x plus size reader #skz x plus size reader

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oddent · 10 months

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SNATCH ME UP | b.chan x latina!reader

implied angst + spanish words + idol!au + making up + cat owner reader + fluff

the air is chilly and your racing heart only makes you acknowledge how nervous you are. which means you feel colder than usual because of the nerves. you can hear the crowd, muffled by your heart beat but you only dwell on it more than usual.

“n/n,” the maknae of your group whispers behind you, the nickname she specifically gave you brings you back to reality.

“hm?” you hum, not trusting your voice.

“are you ready?”

“no,” you whisper, but it sounds more like a whimper.

she hugs you from behind, reassuring you that you got this. “-and chan-sunbaenim will be very proud!”

you relax for a moment but that is exactly why you’re nervous. chan is somewhere in the crowd, definitely waiting for your amazing performance alongside your group but what he doesn’t know is that you and emi have a duo opening act and more importantly you will be singing in spanish (or whatever latin american language you speak). your native tongue.

“we got this, you’re not alone.” emi assures quickly before the backtrack starts to play in your in-ear monitors.

you take a quick deep breath before taking your first stride down the stage. the instrumental is slow, darker than what the original song is but it’s perfect. you’ll sing it just as slow and full of pain, acting has always been your forte. you’ll just have to pretend like always, making your heart calm down sooner than later.

“VE~N,” you scream-sing into the mic, looking darkly at the crowd, you know everyone must be startled at the foreign language. “Y CUENTAME LA VERDAD.”

“TEN PIEDAD,” you takes a shuddering breath, “Y DIME. POR QUE~!? NO. NO, NO~!”

and emi goes in, translating the verse that comes afterwards in korean as you move to back her up in the dance. you manage to get a glimpse of a screen, seeing chan and minho stare intensely at the performance. you make yourself believe that there wasn’t any pain in chan’s face. you didn’t even want to see him, really. what a coincidence that was.

and just when the trumpet’s instrumental dies down, the transition to your group’s latest comeback plays. you and emi move in sync, her voice filling up your in-ear again and soon, your other members join in.

your composure lasts all evening. you feel relieved when you finally get off the stage. emi and the others exclaim how happy they were, that you did amazing. that everything will be alright.

you weren’t sure but hopefully everything did go well. whether chan and you make up or not, whether the two of you break up, you knew you had other things to focus on. you were fine before him, you could be fine aft-

“y/n.”

you freeze, last in line as your group files out to leave the backstage and head to the seats outside.

“y/n we need to talk,” chan whispers loud enough for you to hear.

you peer over your shoulder, “now is not the time, chris.”

he can hear the underlying venom in your voice. he takes a deep breath.

“well look at my messages and you’ll deem what day is fit.” is all he says before walking away, preparing for the stage.

you swallow, rushing your steps to catch up to the girls. you get some praise from idols you pass by, a lot of soft claps and “loved it!” whisper-shouted. your back hurt from all the bowing.

by the time you sit, stray kids’ performance already started. you can only hold back tears as you see your possible ex-boyfriend shine.

“we can leave and let him come here to talk,” your leader says.

“i don’t know…” you say softly, sullen.

“i think it’s best, our dorms aren’t known by the public yet, unlike theirs, and the dorms are safer than a cafe or whatever you two originally had in mind.”

you stare at her, sighing in defeat. “okay, i’ll text him then.”

she pats your shoulder, smiling warmly.

“thank marie,” you say to her, jokingly adding a french accent.

“yah,” she says while ruffling your hair as she exits the kitchen.

you go to chan’s chat, staring at all the messages and all the registered missed calls. your hands tremble and sweat, your mind races. what if he changes his mind and immediately just says the 3 words? what if he gets aggressive when he gets here? what if-

“stop overthinking,” emi’s voice startles you, causing your thumb to send the message you had mindlessly typed.

“ai- mierda!” you groan, whining as you slump over the table.

“if this is about chan you shouldn’t be like this!” she scolds, “you act like he’d hurt you.”

“he already has-“

“on purpose.” she strains, “and physically. he would never hurt you in that way! plus. he wouldn’t have any reason or right to, he’s the one at fault.”

“i know,” you groan as you hear your phone ding.

chan’s reply was a simple “alright”. you weren’t sure how to feel about that. but it didn’t matter, emi made sure you were in decent spirits by the time she and the girls left. all of them gave you words of encouragement and you relaxed just a tiny bit but the nerves returned while meet up time got closer.

you shut yourself in your room, playing with you cat to try to relax once more. yet, you couldn’t. everything frustrated you, everything made you want to cry. especially how cute your cat looked in the white vest chan gave him a few weeks ago.

when the doorbell rings, you jump. your cat scurries away, surprised at how jittery you are. you close the door behind you, locking your baby inside your room.

your heart is racing, you already want to cry.

but you have to be strong. you have to face reality. nothing has been easy up until now, foreigners as trainees never do.

a break up is nothing.

chan us standing on the other side of the door frame, looking charming in his grey sweats and black hoodie. he doesn’t have his beany on, but he looks dashing as ever.

“hi,” he tries a smile, you reflect it as well.

“hi, come in,” you step aside, allowing him to do so.

both of you are quiet and tense as you head to the kitchen. he sets his bag on the table, and quickly strikes conversation.

“i want to apologize.” he starts, you silently sit down on the stool. “for constantly putting you aside, for diminishing you, for taking out my problems on you and treating you like that’s all i have you for. y/n,” you manage to make eye contact and you see the tears brimming in his eyes.

it makes you reflect that same expression.

“i love you. i truly mean it. i know me having problems these past few months aren’t an excuse, i know better than to treat you like that and still did it and i hurt you and that makes me feel horrible. because the moment i let you in my life, i’ve never been happier. you’ve been nothing but supportive and loving and i’ve tried my best to return it but i’ve failed you so horribly these last few months. i’m really sorry, for doing that. for making you cry.”

you wipe your tears, realizing that you indeed were crying at that very moment. you sniffle, looking down at the ends of chan’s bag’s straps that you’ve been messing with these past few minutes.

“i’m tired, chan,” you say.

his shoulders sag, “i know, and i know i caused that. you’re so patient… i actually hit your limit.”

you swallows thickly, “but even so, i still want to give it another try,” you look at him again, “because i love you too. we’ve been together for a year and a half, chan. i don’t want to throw that away. and if we ever do then i don’t want to end on bad terms. that would hurt me more.”

“i know,” he says softly, “i know. baby.” he leans over the table, reaching out and placing his hands over yours. “will you forgive me?”

you nod.

“and will you give me another chance?”

“yeah,” you sniffle.

“good, because i brought this.” chan grins, sniffling a bit as well. he removes his hands from yours and pulls out a box from his bag.

“and what’s this for?” you question as you take the box.

“a present,” he simply says, biting his bottom lip as he watches you set it on the table to open it.

you gasp as you see the custom made cat collar that you had made a few days ago. you didn’t really have money for it, most of your check went into the trainee debt you’ve earned and are close to paying off. you found a beautiful site with expensive but pretty customizable options. with every collar purchase, the seller would send a matching ring or bracelet (to obviously match with the kitty).

you couldn’t help but grin as chan put the bracelet on. especially when he said he purchased the ring so the three of you have family jewelry.

“cosita linda mia,” you squeal, swooping up the fluffy orange cat that comfortably laid on your bed in a loaf position. “look what daddy brought you!”

chan grins, adoring how you cradle and kiss your cat. he hugs you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“i’m serious,” he says softly. “i love you, i always want to see you happy.”

you sigh softly, melting into his arms as your cat jumps out of your arms. the two of you watch the feline walk away to the bed, to resume its previous position.

“always?”

he nods, “always,” he kisses your neck, “and i’ll make sure to achieve that. i don’t want to lose a talented, beautiful person because of my stupidity.”

“yeah,” you grin, “cus like lilly says, i don’t like stupid people.”

hearing his laugh in your ears makes you feel warm and fuzzy again. and thats how you know, you’re back in his hold for sure.

#stray kids x female reader #stray kids oneshot #stray kids drabbles #bang chan #bang chan drabbles #bang chan x you #bang chan x reader #bang chan x female reader #skz x reader #skz x female reader #skz scenarios #skz x latin reader #stray kids x latin reader #bang chan x y/n #skz x y/n #skz x you #kpop x latina reader #kpop drabbles

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starz4jen · 10 months

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request & rules

rules for reqesting

1. no smut.(for now)

2. BLANK BLOGS DNI

3. i ONLY write gn, nonbinary and afab reader

4. the reader is mostly going to be a POC reader

5. please don't spam ask

6. i'm not writing anything sexiest, racist or anything homophobic, anything having to do with sh, ED's or SA

7. PLEASE. DO. NOT. COPY. MY. WORK

what i will write

fluff

angst

horror/thiller

romance

comedy

suggestive themes/smut

#black reader #kpop x gender neutral reader #kpop black reader #kpop x latina reader

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stray-kids-react · 3 years

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Their S/O speaking Spanish

Masterlist

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Bang Chan

° Asks for help with Spanish, a couple weeks before their world tour.

° Wants to learn as much as he can, to impress you and his fans. And would love to have another language that he can communicate to fans with.

° "Baby, how do I say 'Hello I am Bang Chan, the leader of Stray Kids?" he asked, as you were curled up in his lap while playing a video game on your phone.

° "Hola soy Bang Chan, el líder de los niños callejeros." You explained, smiling softly as he typed it into his notes 'folder' on his laptop.

Lee Know

° Would 100% show off some words he picked up from you, even if he messed it up.

° If he tries to insult or tease a member in Spanish, he'll go through you. Which usually leads to you making him compliment them without him knowing.

° "Sweetheart, how do you say 'Shut up Han.' In Spanish?" he asked, with a sly smirk. As of you'd actually tell how to insult one of his closest friends.

° "Te amo Han. (I love you Han)" You lied, soon making him realize your lie when Han replied with a long bear hug. Glaring at you playfully, as you stuck out your tongue.

Changbin

° You are shy with compliments and flirting in general, so you found an easier way to flirt.

° You simply just compliment him in Spanish, and let him figure it out in a translation app he has on his phone. Getting engulfed in a hug before you can escape.

° "Estoy tan enamorada de ti Seo Changbin. (I am so in love with you Seo Changbin)" You sighed, snuggling deeper into the strong grip he had around you.

° "I love you too bun bun." He replied quickly, booping your nose in the process. Making a new heat rise to you cheeks, knowing he must've studied some Spanish for you.

Hyunjin

° Hyunjin insisted on having a cute Spanish study date at your apartment.

° He kept feeding you your food, while learning the most flirtatious sentences to use against you and your already bashful state. He love when you become shy.

° "Okay let's focus, what sentence have you been practicing?" you replied, giggling slightly at his random flirtatious and sometimes suggestive actions.

° "Estás tan caliente cuando te pones nervioso. (You are so hot when you get flustered)" He answered, placing soft kisses all over your face.

Han

° You thought it would be cute to surprise him at a fansign.

° Jisung noticed you in the crowd immediately, sending large and excited hearts your way. Almost in tears of joy when you kept getting closer to him.

° "Te extrañé mucho bebé." You commented, knowing most of the fans at the meet wouldn't know what you were saying due to the different language.

° "Encuéntrame en el backstage después de esto, necesito abrazarte de nuevo. (Meet me backstage after this, I need to hold you again.) he sighed, trying to keep calm.

Felix

° Felix brought home pizza from your favorite pizza place, to surprise you.

° Once your boyfriend walked through the door, he overheard your ex's harsh voicemail as your cried on your bed. He ran up to you, kissing away your tears.

° "Nunca amará a una perra tan fea como tú. (He'll never love an ugly bitch like you)" was the last sentence heard, before Felix hung up the phone. Hearing enough of that annoying voice.

° "Me and your ex may speak different languages, but I won't hesitate to beat the shit out him if needed." Felix huffed, passing you a piece of pizza to cheer you up.

Seungmin

° Seungmin was curious in watching this new Spanish film with you.

° He knew there were captions, but he wanted to challenge his knowledge and learn more about different cultures. So you taught him some basic Spanish lessons.

° "Te amo mi angel precioso." He repeated, blushing at your sweet compliment. Swiftly pausing the movie to kiss you, playing it and moving away before you could process it.

° "Give me more kisses when the credits start." You beg, wrapping your arms around his waist. Making his focus on the movie blur due to your adorable affectionate actions.

Jeongin

° Jeongin was inspired by your level of knowledge to so many different cultures.

° He stared at you with admiration filling his chocolate glossy orbs, as you flipped through a mystery novel that was in complete Spanish.

° "Bub your staring again." you giggled, closing your book to squish his cheeks. A dark blush crept it's way to his ears, bashful at the knowledge of you catching him.

° "Simplemente te amo. Mucho. (I just love you a lot.)...was that right?" he asked, nervously fiddling with your intertwined hands. Making you fall deeper in love with him.

#stray kids #changbin #kpop #hyunjin #jeongin #lee know #skz scenarios #stray kids reactions #bang chan #han jisung #Seungmin #lee felix #Spanish reader #Skz x latina reader

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lewisvinga · 2 years

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welcome to bi’s flower shop !

• hiii, little intro, the name is bambi ( or bi! ), i’m 18 n latina! i <3 writing 4 everyone so i hope you all enjoy my work!

here are the kpop groups/shows i write for + rules for requesting!

kpop;

nct

twice

loona

kep1er

wjsn

aespa

le sserafim

non kpop;

teen wolf

stranger things

footballers ! ( in my masterlist ! )

rules for requesting!

only fluff or angst! ( not comfortable writing smut ! )

i only write for fem! readers, will do gender neutral if specified but no male!readers!

member/character x reader!

please be specific with your request! ( don’t say like “fluff with twice jihyo”, “angst with neymar” there’s not much to work with! )

nothing including stuff like, incest, pedophilia etc

imagines, headcanons, reactions, i all do!

i’m usually open to most ideas! if unsure just ask , i don’t bite!<3

( for nct, for my own comfort i will not write for lucas until everything has been officially cleared up ! no hate pls >.< )

( also can someone lmk if anon is on bc i’m not 100% sure oops )

i hope everyone has a lovely day<3

#fleursxiao #nct scenarios #twice scenarios #loona scenarios #kep1er scenarios #itzy scenarios #wjsn scenarios #aespa scenarios #txt scenarios #stranger things imagines #teen wolf imagines #kpop imagines

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wocfics · 4 years

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Eyes Of An Angel

Part 2

Arranged Marriage Series

Masterlist

JJK x Poc Reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, SMUT. Idk why but this shit right here...whew

Word Count: 4.4k+

“Cute.” Jungkook clasped his hands together as he and the rest of the boys met up with their wives before heading to the award show. You were dressed in a short black dress, the back opened but extremely sheer and see through. As much as he didn’t like the idea that some other guy would look at you, he knew your style by now. You liked to feel comfortable knowing that you could wear what you wanted, within limits, around Jungkook. Your dress stopped a few inches above the knee and the front of the dress was bodycon like with a slight dip at the neck. Your hair was in it’s slicked up ponytail with a side part and you wore a pair of black red bottoms. A small wing liner and a brown lip, so it didn’t take away from the look and Jungkook wore black from head to toe, with his new haircut and dyed tips.

He kissed your cheek and grabbed your hand as you got into the vehicle to make your way to the event. The past few months, Jungkook came around more, he even had to let you know that your cooking was starting to mess with his diet but that was one of the first arguments that you two had gotten in. It’s not that you were trying to make him fat, but something about him being at the gym longer and coming home sweatier than he usually was, just did something to you. Of course other women would look at him, so it was safe to say that the other half of the reason was that you were in fact, trying to ruin his diet. You couldn’t help it.

He explained to you that you two were married and that as much as he loved when you would make Flan or Arepa, he had a diet he needed to stick to in order to keep up his figure. You’re only argument was that you wanted to make sure he was eating enough to keep up his energy, but he knew why you were doing it. In the end, you both ended up being pouty babies for a half hour before you caved in and apologized and now your punishment was to go to the gym with him every time he went, which sucked, a lot. You hated getting up early and he would make you both jog on the treadmill in the gym for a half hour.

Back in the car, you stared at the tattoos on the back of his hand while he spoke to Taehyung until they got to the venue. Once there, you had gotten out behind him and you took pictures together and as a whole group, you were already being seated.

You both kissed the back of each others hands when he was told to head backstage. You two both agreed that making out in public wasn’t it for you. The first time Jungkook kissed you was on accident when he was trying to wake you up in the morning. He was too close to your face and was gonna scare you until you quickly turned around and brushed lips with him in the process. Instead of freaking out he just simply pecked your lips before telling you to brush your teeth and you wanted to body slam him except for the fact that your body was sore from the workout the day before.

During BTS’ performance, you grinned the entire time, even though the cameras were panning over to you and the other women, you kept your eyes on the stage, dancing in your seat. You and Taehyung’s wife sat next to each other and chatted back and forth in between speeches. Throughout the show, you two had exchanged numbers and even agreed to meet up for coffee since the boys would be flying between here and the states.

After the show, you headed to the after party where most of the idols met up, drank, danced and chatted as well as some networking. You and Jungkook clung to each other the entire time, him moving around to chat with different people and introducing you while you kept your arms wrapped around his one. As the night progressed you saw Namjoon storming out with his wife in clutch and Jimin’s wife leaving in a hurry with Jimin on her heels, she looked upset and soon Jungkook was letting you know it was time to go. Finally. As much as you liked to mingle, you were ready to get out of these heels and dress and into some sweats and one of Jungkookg’s hoodies.

It felt good to step inside your home, kicking your shoes off and sighing heavily at the feel of your feet touching the floor. Jungkook undid his tie and cufflinks in the car on the way home and was now taking off his jacket and finally pressing a kiss to your lips. It was a long day so finally being able to relax and kiss as much as you wanted was a relief. He had both arms around your neck, smothering you into him while yours went around his waist. The kiss was moderate, him repeatedly pecking at your lips until you nipped at his bottom one and ran your tongue over it until he granted you access to his. He groaned into your mouth before pulling back and looking down at you. “You did a good job tonight.” You broke the silence and removed your hands from around him.

Although you two had been living together for the past three and a half months, he still wasn’t ready to have sex with you yet, he wanted it to be at a good time and considering their busy schedule, he always had something to do the next day which meant he was always tired.

Placing a kiss on your forehead, he smiled. “Thank you. You looked beautiful tonight. Now, let’s get some sleep.” Yawning, he walked into the bedroom while you sighed heavily and tried not to sigh too loud from frustration. As much as you wanted to just jump his bones, you didn’t want to do that while he was still so tired from practice and recording. You had to be patient...even though it had been three months, it had to be worth it right?

After you and Jungkook had gotten ready for bed, you didn’t realize house tired you were until you instantly fell asleep a few minutes later. It had to be from both the sexual frustration and the events leading up to the award show. This lifestyle was more hectic than you thought and with their flight coming up in a month, you had to be ready to be home for a while without him. The first time you’d be in the apartment by yourself and to be honest, you were nervous.

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One Month Later.

Being alone in the apartment had its ups and downs, you invited Tae’s wife over more often and you two talked for hours on end about your passion for art and your husbands, Tae’s wife expressed how they wanted to start a family very soon already and you weren’t at all shocked. Seeing how her and Tae interacted with each other was adorable. They looked mysterious out in public but you could tell they were completely infatuated with each other just from how they looked at each other.

The only way to keep up with Jungkook while they were all in America was through text and Facetime. You noticed the photo the boys took with Ariana Grande and you had to roll your eyes because you knew she was Jungkook’s celebrity crush. Damn her and her cuteness she had over your husband. You made a mental note to stop wearing high ponytails after seeing the picture.

You did keep up with your workout routine even though you had to do it alone and getting up was hard without Jungkook there to literally drag you out of bed. Right now, you were in the middle of making a stir fry when you heard the door unlock and Jungkook coming in with suitcases and bags in tow. Rounding the corner, you leaped onto him, forgetting about cutting up the vegetables and wrapped your legs around his waist as he held you up. You kissed all over his face, mumbling to him in Spanish about how much you missed him while he was away. It ended with you kissing his lips while he laughed at how antsy you were.

“I’m making some dinner, I know you’re hungry after that flight, don’t worry it’s healthy but...I did make some Pastelillos but only a few because I know you’re hungry.” His eyes lit up at the mention of food. “Let me take the bags in the room and change and I’ll come back out.” He gave you a final kiss before disappearing into the room. Tonight had to be the night, he was happy to see you, and you finished up dinner, besides, you were wearing lingerie under the pajama shorts and oversize shirt you had on. A black lace bra and matching panties that had a little bow on the front. The bra had satin ribbon that you wrapped around your midsection and tied in the front as if you were a present.

After he sat down at the table and ate with you, talking about his tour, he jumped right to it. “We were rehearsing for the Grammys and that’s how we took the photo with Ariana. She was so sweet and kind, she gave us all hugs and said she loved my voice when I sang.” He was grinning from ear to ear and you hated it and where this conversation was going. Standing up to clear the table while he spoke, you straddled over his lap and sat down, facing him and kissing him before he pulled away after a while and patted your hips. “I have to get up early for rehearsals for the tour. I’ll have some days off next week.” He whispered. You peeled off your top and leaned back to let him see you, he looked down and back up at you. “Y/N...please wear this again when everything is right. The flight was exhausting and as much as I would love to, rip all of this off of you, I don’t have the energy.” He watched your face drop and your eyes lower before covering yourself with the shirt and nodded.

He didn’t want you to be upset and he could tell that you were. Rolling your eyes, you remove yourself from on top of him and clear your throat. “You should go and get ready for bed now, so you can get enough sleep for tomorrow.” Putting the shirt back on, you walked into the kitchen to put everything up. Jungkook rubbed his face and sighed while standing up. “I’m sorry, Y/N. You know that right?” He asked. You shrugged and went to clean the dishes. “Jungkook, go to bed. It’s fine.” You glanced at him over your shoulder before returning to the dishes in the sink. Of course you were upset, and admittedly a little jealous. All you wanted was to show him how much you missed him but he spent all of his energy talking about his trip that he practically had none left for you.

You knew it had nothing to do with the way you looked, you were always confident about your appearance, you knew he was tired all the time but you just wished he had some time for one on one time that was way overdue.

After turning off the lights in the kitchen, you walked into the bedroom to see Jungkook peacefully sleeping under the comforter. You noticed the suitcases that were still packed and shrugged, not wanting to put his stuff away that he could do himself. He could get Ariana Grande to do it for all you cared. Taking off your pajamas to remove the lingerie underneath, you tossed it into the hamper and put your shorts and shirt back on and climbed into the bed. Jungkook immediately cuddled up behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist.

The next couple of days were spent with you not saying more than a few sentences to Jungkook. You woke up earlier than him to get a workout in and handed him his lunch on his way out. He knew you were still upset about the other night, which he had to talk to you about because he did not like tension.

The pressure was building up all week, luckily he was coming home so late that you were already asleep so you couldn’t talk about it. It wasn’t until one day, during his first day off, you came back from working out to him leaning against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed over his chest. Rolling your eyes, you went to take your shower and washed your hair, leaving it down to dry and pulled on sleep shorts and another oversized shirt when he came walking into the room.

“Y/N, seriously? This attitude you have needs to stop, you’re getting worked up over nothing and it’s been going on all week. I know you’re mad at me but this is getting ridiculous.” He spoke. Putting the brush down after brushing through your hair, you placed a hand on your hip. “If it bothers you so much then go tell Ariana Grande.” You pushed past him to go and get some water. “Pequeña cola de caballo con perra.” You mumbled while grabbing a water bottle.

Jungkook went to his phone to translate what you said. ‘Little ponytail wearing bitch’ was what was brought up and he growled before stalking out towards you. “Y/N! This has nothing to do with her. Why are you so jealous all the time? Of Ari?” You paused mid drink and narrowed your eyes at him. “Wow. Ustedes dos deben ser mejores amigos para que le den un apodo!” You laughed and shook your head. “Whatever Jungkook. Go be with your celebrity crush that you talk about all the time. I’m sure she’ll be enough for you to want to take your pants off for.”

Sighing in frustration, Jungkook gave up and lost his temper. “OH MY GOD Y/N GET OVER IT. I DON’T LIKE HER LIKE THAT AND YOU BEING JEALOUS IS STARTING TO PISS ME OFF. YOU DON’T THINK I GET MAD WHEN YOU HAVE ON LOW CUT SHIRTS AND SHORT SHORTS WHEN YOU GO WORK AT THE BAR SOMETIMES?! GET REAL! JUST BE QUIET AND TALK TO ME IF IT’S BOTHERING YOU, YOU KNOW I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE SAYING WHEN YOU SPEAK SPANISH.” He never raised his voice like that and you just paused, staring at him.

For some reason he was way more attractive now than you ever saw him before. Something about him asserting dominance made your knees slightly weak and your insides heat up. You bit your lips as you watched him, his chest rising up and down after his outburst. He was staring at you too. “Whatever.” You rolled your eyes, walking past him when he caught your arm and quickly backed you into the wall near your bedroom. His large hand gripped both sides of your jaw and brought his lips down to yours in a heated kiss.

Anger was still boiling inside of you, but that didn’t stop your hands from reaching out to tug on his shirt, forcing him to press his entire body into yours. “I’ll make you talk.” He grumbled into your mouth, forcing his tongue past your lips to seek out your own. Your eyes closed but your eyebrows were still pulled together in frustration. His hands moved from your face down to the collar of your shirt and in one swift motion, he effortlessly ripped it into shreds, a gasp escaping your parted lips. “You ripped my shirt!” You bit his lip and he growled, pulling you away from the wall and slapped your ass, lifting you up at the same time and wrapping your legs around his waist. “It was my shirt, anyways.” He pressed you back into the wall again.

Moving his lips down to your neck and biting the flesh there, leaving purple bruises over your neck and collarbone. “Don’t start something you can finish, Jungkook.” You breathed out, looking down when he pulled away from your chest and stared up at you with those big brown eyes of his. “Now you have something to say huh? Such a brat.” He carried you into the room and tossed you onto the bed, landing on your back. You scoffed and sat up, falling back down when he grabbed your ankles and pulled you to the end of the bed.

“Who the fuck are you talking to? You can’t call me that.” You shoved him and he smirked, pulling off his shirt and stalking over to you, pinning you down on the bed with your hands on either side of you. “You’ve been stressing me out all week, ignoring me and rolling your goddamn eyes and now you want to speak?” Your eyes glanced down towards his upper half, and he cocked an eyebrow at you, going back to attach his lips to your upper chest, brushing his thumbs over your already hard nipples.

Keeping your hands on either side of your body, you stared down at him, keeping your bottom lip between your teeth even as he pulled off your shorts while making his way down your body. How was he making you angry and turned on all at the same time? You had never seen him this riled up before and if you were honest, it was beyond sexy.

His lips moved back over your chest once again, sucking each nipple into his mouth one at a time, twisting the other between his fingers when his mouth wasn’t on it. You sighed heavily, wanting him to do more, you hated teasing. As if he could read your thoughts, he trailed his kisses down your torso, nipping at the side of your waist while looking up at you as you tsked at him.

Spreading your legs apart, he stood up and looked down at your dripping wet core, you suddenly feeling self conscious. You tried to close your legs but he was stronger than you and kept them open, chuckling at your attempt. “Don’t even think about it. This is what you wanted, baby.” His voice huskier as he groped your inner thigh, immediately placing his thumb onto your swollen clit and began rubbing it, lowering himself down on his knees.

Your eyes widened before closing at his touch, sending a light chill up your spine. The moan that left your lips surprised you, your eyes darting open and your head snapping down at Jungkook between your legs, his lips attached your pussy, making out with it and rolling his tongue over your clit. “Fuck..” You pushed his hair from his forehead, locking eyes with him as he bore into yours. Wrapping his arms around your thighs, he pressed his tongue into your clit more, moving it down to prod at your entrance, loving the sounds that were coming from you as he closed his eyes and hummed in satisfaction.

Your body shivered, heating up from the pleasure he was bringing you. Sliding two fingers into your dripping hole, he sucked your clit into his mouth while slowly sliding his fingers in and out of you, your back arching and you hissing from the stretch. “You’re gonna make me come…” You groaned, moving your hands up to grip the blanket beneath you. He pumped his fingers faster, moaning against your pussy as your own wetness made it easier for his fingers to glide back and forth, the squelching noises from his fingers being inside of you making him work that much harder. “Oh baby, you’re so tight...you gonna come already?” He moved back to flick his tongue rapidly over your clit, a louder moan leaving you as you rolled your hips into his face.

You were so close, he just needed to keep going at the pace he was going, his fingers and his tongue working in unison to bring you to your high until it was ripped away from you when he removed both his mouth and his fingers. You cursed and glared down at him.

He kissed your inner thighs, pulling down his sweats and standing up, wiping your juices from his mouth and leaning over you to kiss you, sliding you tongue into his mouth and tasting yourself on his lips. “Flip over.” He demanded and stood back up, watching you turn over onto your stomach and onto your knees. He grinned and began kneading your ass, getting onto the bed behind you and spreading your cheeks apart, guiding his dick between your folds and quickly thrusting into you.

Hissing, you folded your arms and rested your head against them, squeezing your eyes shut at the slight burn he brought from the girth of his cock. He wasted no time in gripping your hips tightly and setting a brutal pace, huffing and keeping your ass cheeks spread apart, watching you suck him in each time he pulled out. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream, fingers gripping and twisting the blanket in your hands as your hair fell into your face. You flipped it back and grunted when he grabbed a fistful. He made the sweetest noises you had never heard any man make before. His fingers digging into your hips as he continued to piston his hips into yours.

“Make me come...please...Kookie…” You whimpered, shocking yourself with what you were saying. He moaned at your words, letting your hair go and placing his hand back on your hip, making your legs spread even more which allowed him to go deeper. “Oh baby...fuck.” He slapped your ass, the sting causing you to bury your face in the blankets as he continued leaving hand prints all over your bottom, knowing you’d feel it the next day. It only added to the pleasure you felt building up.

His hips smacking into your ass at the speed he was going, jerking your body back and forth, had you tightening around him. He could feel you doing this and grunted, tossing his head back. Your moans got higher and higher, your legs trembling. “K-keep going, j-ju-just like that. I’m coming...oh fuck.” You squealed, squeezing your eyes shut and rocking your hips back into him as you climaxed, wanting him to reach his high as well. Feeling you flutter around his cock, he looked down, holding you up as you almost collapsed. “Oh...shiiiit.” He dropped down on top of you as your legs straightened out, pumping you full of his seed as he breathed into the back of your neck, his chest covering your back.

You closed your eyes, a smile tugging on your lips as you felt him fill you up. He was heavily breathing into your hair, nuzzling his forehead into you before sitting up and pulling out of you. “Don’t move.” He breathed out, walking into the bathroom and coming back with a warm cloth. You turned you around to clean you up and went back into the bathroom to splash his face with cold water.

You laid on your back, watching him walk around the room to grab the clothes that were thrown while he was still naked. He was about to put on a pair of shorts and you cleared your throat. “Stay just like that and cuddle me.” Your voice was a little hoarse. He winked at you and went to get you both two glasses of water. When he returned, you took a glass from him and drank half of it before placing it on the table by the bed.

Placing his glass down, he moved over to you and rested his head on your chest, rubbing soothing circled over your waist and hip. You pressed your cheek to his forehead and sighed heavily. “I’m sorry, for acting like such a brat and being a jealous wife. You were just so happy talking about Ariana Grande that all I saw was red.” You looked down at him when he shifted to look up at you. His turn to hold you, he wrapped his arms around you and softly kissed your lips. “Y/N, the boys hate when I bring up your name in any conversation. I talk about you more than anything and anyone. Yeah, Ari is a nice girl but I don’t look at her the way I look at you, okay? You’re beautiful, stubborn but smart.”

He looked at the bruises on your neck from him and grinned. “Do you really get upset at the way I dress when I go to work?” You asked and he chewed on his lip while shrugging. “Depends on what you wear but I’m not going to tell you how to dress, especially if you were already dressing like that but, I know how guys are, I want to be the only one seeing you in those kinds of clothes.” He was jealous, you could tell. Possessive but not to the point of trapping you in the house.

“How about we go shopping later on this week and you can help me pick out some work clothes. I have to make tips so maybe something cute instead of super sexy.”

“Y/N, you don’t have to do-”

“I’m doing it for us, Kookie. I don’t want anyone questioning you about me because of the way I dress, okay? You’re important to me.” You snuggled into his arms and stared across the room at the window. “It’s still morning time. Are you hungry?” You asked. Upon asking that, you heard his stomach growling and laughed while sitting up. “Come on, I’ll make something healthy. I know you have a comeback to look nice for.” You spoke while throwing on one of his shirts and putting your hair up in a bun.

He followed you out into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on top of your head. “I’ll help cook. I’ll make some smoothies.” He turned you around and cupped your face gently between his hands and placed sweet kisses on your lips. “I could just eat you all day.” He spoke against your lips. You hit his chest and moved into the kitchen. “Such a perv.” You laughed while he wiggled his brows.

This was going to be a long day.

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