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kyufessions · 1 year

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bunny

pairings: boyfriend! changmin x afab! reader

genre: smut, 18+

word count: 0.6k

warnings: *everything is consensual* porn with little plot, use of the word ‘bunny’ + ‘daddy’, choking, slight possessiveness if u squint, masturbation (f.), lmk if i missed anything !

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

“you don’t deserve my thigh, bunny.” changmin coos, his index and middle finger lifting your chin to meet his eyes.

eyes watering, corners of your lips wet with drool, lips forming a permanent pout as desperate whines escape your lips. “d-daddy, please.” fingers digging into the pillow you were currently grinding onto for friction as your sexual desires arose. “i need your thigh, cock, anything.”

“what makes you think you deserve it?” his voice is low as his unoccupied hand trails up and down your bare thigh teasingly, his thumb slipping past your partly opened lips. “suck, bunny. maybe then i’ll help you.”

you flutter your lashes at the man in front of you, nodding as you swipe your tongue across his finger and suck as if it were his cock filling your mouth. as you do so, you grind your hips into the pillow hard as you feel your underwear start to stick to your folds due to your growing wetness. eyes never leaving one another’s, changmin feels his member become harder the more you whine against his thumb. watching you grind against the pillow and beg for his cock to be shoved in you, he could never get enough.

“faster, bunny.” he growls, his previously trailing hand digging into your hip and guiding you to move faster. the sudden fast pace makes you yelp, almost biting down on changmin’s thumb before attempting to pull away to throw your head back. before you could attempt to, his hand meets your throat and forces you to make eye contact with him. “look at me as you moan my name.”

you do as told, his name slipping past your lips in a high pitch. feeling the knot about to become undone in your lower abdomen, changmin noticed you becoming closer to your release and shoved you back onto the bed. sighing at the missing friction, it’s soon replaced by a thick cock being plowed into your dripping hole. changmin’s hand never leaves your throat, staying in its position as he stares down at you hungrily through not-so-tired eyes. after coming home from a long dance practice at the studio and having to teach a group of young kids a new dance routine for another three hours afterwards, coming home to you touching yourself without his permission was the last thing he’d expect to come to. sure, the sounds and sighting wasn’t anything to complain about but he’d rather be the one getting you off, not your fingers or toys.

“c-changmin,” you gasp, the drool at the corner of your mouth rolling down your cheek as you roll your eyes back from the feeling of coming close to your release. “i-i’m close. so close, daddy.”

“did i say you can cum?” his eyes darken at your words, his movements becoming even faster as his other hand moves from your hip to your sensitive nub, rubbing on your clit teasingly with a smirk. “does my little bunny deserve to cum?”

you nod as a moan escapes your lips of his name, eyes glistening with a singular tear escaping. “i can’t h-hold it, please daddy please.”

his lips find your neck, sucking lightly as his movements pick up in place. “cum on my dick, baby. like the good slut i know you are.” feeling your release, changmin groans as he pulls out and forcibly opens your mouth. he quickly pumps a few times before releasing on your tongue, getting butterflies as he watches you enjoy every last drop of his seed.

smirking as you lick up one last drop, you watch as he maneuvers off the bed and looks you over with loving eyes. he scans your body, too exhausted to care, you don’t think much of it. that was until he swiftly picks you up and shuffles into the bathroom, setting you down on the toilet. before you can ask, you see him go underneath the sink and grab bubble bath and start running a warm bath for you both. i guess ji changmin was an angel, no matter how devilish he acted in bed.

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kyufessions · 6 months

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children

synopsis: a cuddling session with your long term boyfriend leads to a serious discussion

pairings: boyfriend! changmin x g.n. reader

word count: 0.7k

genre: fluff, domestic

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

snow fell onto the windowpane, each snow flurry different from the last. Child’s Play 2 played on the television, a bowl of popcorn half empty on the coffee table that was occupied by empty mugs of hot cocoa and both of your boyfriends feet propped up on the surface. the navy blue fuzzy blanket covered you both, keeping you warm along with each other's body heat as your legs were thrown over his lap. your arms wrapped around his waist as he played with your hair. everything felt perfect, almost as if it were a movie.

even though you loved your life with changmin as is, you wanted more. as you grew older, you had started having growing baby fever. of course you’re still young and wouldn’t mind waiting a few more years, but your want for a child kept growing each day. just earlier at the coffee shop down the road, you noticed a mother pushing her baby in a stroller. the sight of the few month old bundled up in a big puffer jacket and a cat beanie sent your mind into orbit, the smile on your face refusing to leave as you watched them in their own world. it was moments like that that made you daydream of having a child, maybe even children. you don’t know when this feeling came about or why, but it’s stuck with you and not leaving.

changmin watched you zone out for a few seconds, trying to read your facial expression. but when he couldn’t put a finger on it, he spoke up. “babe, are you okay?”

the sound of his voice brought you back into reality, turning your head to him and nodding slightly. “i’m okay, sorry.” you laid your head on his shoulder with a sigh, drawing circles into his skin. “just thinking.”

his fingers running through your hair brings you immense comfort, making you melt further into him. his eyes don’t leave your face, concern filling him. “what about? are you okay? what happened?”

you chuckle, looking back up at him and noticing the worried look in his eyes. pecking his lips quickly, you readjust yourself on his lap and rest your chin on his shoulder. “i’m okay, it’s just-“ you pause, taking in your bottom lip between your teeth. “how do you feel about children?”

he’s taken aback, but thinks for a moment before responding. “i don’t mind children, why?”

“would you ever have any of your own?” the silence is deafening as you await his answer.

he shrugs, his fingers never leaving your locks. “with you, i wouldn’t mind having some.”

you smile at him, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the thought of mini ji changmin’s roaming around your future home together. “some? not just one?”

“unless you want just one, that’s fine too.” he brings his lips to the tip of your nose, leaving a small kiss before brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “whatever you want, i would be happy with. if you want kids, we can have kids. if you want a small army of cats, we can have a small army of cats. i don’t care as long as we’re in the same story.”

the smile from ear to ear never left your face as he spoke, the words going in through one ear and storing itself away into a part of your brain. if you could see yourself in cartoon form, your eyes would be replaced with hearts and your heart beating out of your chest. changmin returned the smile, laughter escaping his lips as he tilted his head in confusion.

“is this all that’s been on your mind?”

you nod, cupping his cheek in one of your hands. feeling him turn into mush in your hands made your heart race, the butterflies shifting into a zoo. “yeah, i’ve been having really bad baby fever for the past few months. i was scared to bring it up to you in case our views differed.”

his lips placed a chaste kiss to your palm, his eyes never leaving yours as a cold breeze crept down his spine. “it’s not my decision to make about kids because it’s your body, not mine. regardless, i'm happy as long as i'm with you.” his one hand creeps into yours, fingers intertwining under the blanket to keep warm. “when do you want to start?”

eyes widening, you softly smack his thigh in a playful manner. both of your laughters bounce off the walls, smiles being exchanged. “put a ring on my finger and we can finish this discussion later.”

“but chucky and tiffany weren’t married when they-“

“babe, i love you, but please don’t compare us to serial killer dolls.”

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kyufessions · 3 months

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spider-man

synopsis: you get a frantic call from your husband on your way home from work one night

pairings: husband, dad! sangyeon x g.n. reader

genre: domestic, fluff

word count: 1.2k

requested: ✔️

a/n: not proof read, but i hope everyone enjoys <3

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @haechansbbg

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

“how do you lose a four year old?” you ask your husband, your voice a little loud.

you had just gotten home from a long nine hour day at the office, full of important meetings throughout the day with tons of paperwork. you had been on your way home from work when you got a call from sangyeon, his voice sounding worried. he started to exclaim how he lost your four year old daughter somewhere throughout the house after dinner.

“did you give her dessert?” you asked him, turning the corner and driving down the road to your home.

sangyeon’s worried and deep voice rang throughout the bluetooth speakers in your car. “i gave her one of those ben and jerry pints-“

“a whole pint?”

“yeah..?”

you sigh, pulling into the driveway and parking right behind his car. “a whole pint is too much sugar, that’s why i only give her half at most, especially at night. she gets too hyper.”

unbuckling your seatbelt, you hear another shout of your daughter's name from the other end. with a sigh, you quickly grab your work bag and rugs inside the house and hang up on sangyeon. as you’re unlocking the front door, you can continuously hear him yell out her name and him running frantically around downstairs. once inside, you take off your heels and toss your bag next to the coat rack. you run towards the sound of sangyeon calling out for her and see his physique.

his hair was disheveled and sticking up in multiple directions, his once white tee now stained with brown dots you had hoped were melted chocolate chips. his navy blue sweatpants were overtly wrinkled with one pants leg a bit higher than the other. when he heard your footsteps and turned around to face you, his eyes wide in hopes it was jiae, you couldn’t help but let out a small fit of laughter at his chaotic look.

“where was the last place you saw her?” you asked him, taking a step forward and fixing his hair on your tiptoes before peaking through the room next to him.

he looks through the room with you, then not seeing her and growing more frantic. “she got up and screamed ‘catch me if you can, i’m spider-man!’ as we were watching spongebob and since then i couldn’t find her. that was maybe an hour ago-“

bingo! you knew exactly where she was. you just rushed down the hall to the sun room and noticed it was already unlocked. a warm breeze hit you as you entered and walked towards jiae’s toy chest, then knocking on it four times. sangyeon followed closely behind you, watching every move you made. he had checked the sun room prior but not the toy chest, so he raised a curious brow as you knocked.

a high pitched giggle was heard from inside as you knocked, then it opened it up on the final knock and there sat your small four year old. her toothy smile and boisterous laughter filled the room as you lifted her from the toy chest and held her in your arms with a smile.

“hey silly girl!” you spoke with a grin, kissing her forehead as she calmed down in your arms. “i heard you were playing spider-man with daddy and had ice cream?”

jiae nodded happily, letting out a small yawn before she responded. “we did! but he’s not as good at it as you are, i started getting sleepy in there.” her lips formed a pout as she looked over at sangyeon, playfully narrowing her eyes at him.

“hey!” he said defensively, walking over to her and kissing the top of her head before ruffling up her hair. “how was i supposed to know we were playing spider-man?”

“it’s in the name, silly.” she lets out another yawn after finishing her sentence. sangyeon then takes her from your arms and starts walking out of the room and towards her room to tuck her in.

you follow behind them as they bicker back and forth, both of their voices sounding exhausted. you both say your goodnights to jiae and eventually close her bedroom door after she cuddled up to her stuffed bunny that normally helped her fall asleep faster. after her bedroom door is closed, you just look at sangyeon and let out a small fit of laughter as you walk to the kitchen.

“what’s so funny?” he asks, wrapping an arm around your waist and bringing you into his side as you both walked side-by-side.

you wrapped an arm around his waist too, looking up at him. “have you never played spider-man with her before?”

he shakes his head, his eyes looking down to meet yours as he lets out a chuckle. “i didn’t even know the game existed until today.”

you both enter the kitchen and let go of one another, sangyeon allowing you to walk to the fridge and grab the leftovers from dinner to eat up for yourself. as you’re walking towards the microwave, he grabs the plate from you and puts the food to heat up for you. you just allow him, leaning against the kitchen island and crossing your arms across your chest as you watch him.

“what’s the concept of the game anyway?” he asks, turning around to face you as the food heats up behind him.

you shrug, grinning. “you’ll find out sooner than later.”

he groans and drags himself over to you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head into your hair with a deep sigh. “she’s going to give me grey hairs before i know it.”

you lean your head back so you’re both looking at each other, a smile playing on your lips as his face looks visibly exhausted. “just learn to play spider-man and you’ll be fine, old man.”

jiae is heard from her bedroom upstairs, calling out for her daddy. just as sangyeon kisses your forehead and rushes out of the kitchen, he microwave beeps signaling the food is finished heating up. as you’re eating your food and scrolling through your phone aimlessly at the dining table, you suddenly hear singing from your daughters bedroom.

upon hearing the singing, you creep upstairs quietly and listen in around the corner and observe your husband singing jiae to sleep. some nights she would have a hard time sleeping and sangyeon would happily sing her a lullaby; it was something both of them thoroughly enjoyed and sangyeon has been doing since she was just a newborn. you watched in awe until he finished his little serenade, jiae finally fast asleep as her little snores synced with her breathing pattern. when sangyeon got up after kissing her forehead with a final goodnight, he noticed you peeking from the door frame and smiled over at you.

he quietly made his way towards you and closed the door quietly behind himself as he exited her bedroom for the night. wrapping his arms around your waist, he pulled you in and pecked your lips with a soft smile. “what’s that look for, baby?”

“let’s have another one.”

his eyes widened with surprise, you having not brought up this topic before. “another… child?” when you nod, he lifts you up gracefully and walks towards your shared bedroom as you laugh quietly into his chest.

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kyufessions · 1 year

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fogged

synopsis: you disturb chanhee as he drives home after an important company dinner

pairings: partner! chanhee x afab! g.n. reader

genre: smut, 18+

requested: smut list, 22 + 30

word count: 1.3k

a/n: dom chanhee agenda ?? again ?? i’m kinda liking it (a lot) 😵‍💫

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

company dinners were always fun with chanhee, well, for you, anyway. while he sat across the room closing deals and making connections, you sat across the room with the other spouses and became acquaintances with them for you and chanhee’s benefit. but whenever someone wasn’t looking or paying you no mind, you couldn't help but suck on the straw of your alcoholic beverage for longer than one should. or slip a maraschino cherry past your lips as your eyes remained fixated on your lover across the crowded room, his eyes darkening in a manner that just read ‘not now’.

smirking, you quickly pop the cherry into your mouth and turn around on your heel towards the bar for another drink. tonight was important to him, he was finally going to be able to connect with someone very important in his company that would be able to give him not only a raise but some well deserved recognition. the last thing he needed was to have his dick get hard mid-conversation as his eyes met yours. the last thing he needed was his mind fluttering to visions of you riding him in the back of the car after this dinner, but here he was snapping himself out of it every so often.

everyone started leaving around ten thirty that night, you and chanhee being one of the last to pull away from his CEO’s large home that could fit a family of thirty three and a small farm. the ride home had started off quiet, nothing but the sound of the nightly wind and radio music being the perfect background music to drown out the thoughts you both were currently having- or attempting to, anyway. the silence wasn’t uncomfortable, but more so full of unrelieved sexual tension that even a knife couldn’t cut through.

gliding your eyes from outside the window to the man driving beside you, you prop your elbow up on the divider between your two seats. chanhee bites down on his inner cheek, eyes staying glued to the road as he feels your hand rest upon his knee. smiling innocently as your eyes scan his features, you shift in your seat so your body is fully facing him. even under the minimal moonlight you notice his bottom lip being sucked in by his teeth, the noise of his throat clearing bringing a smirk upon your lips.

“stop.” he said sternly, causing your lips to curve into a devious smile.

dramatically, eyes glistening with curiosity, you tilt your head to the right with your smile never faltering. “stop what, baby?” you slowly bring your hand upwards towards his thigh, your thumb stopping right next to his tip. but you don’t touch it, not yet while he’s driving. “i'm not doing anything.”

the feeling of you being so close yet so far from where he needs you is fogging his brain, the metallic taste in his mouth not phasing him one bit. “you’ve been at it all night.” chanhee responds as he notices you at the corner of your eye, your smile tempting and mouth looking too empty. “if i have to pull over, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

upon hearing those words, you bring your thumb to ever so lightly graze the tip of his dick through his pants. you knew chanhee well, and you knew even though it was through two layers of his clothing it would send him over the edge. “is that a threat or a promise?”

as soon as chanhee pulls over to the side of the road, he quickly looks outside and notices no cars or people in sight with the farthest houses being two miles down the road with nothing but the front porch light on. taking it as an opportunity, he puts the car in park and turns to you with a look of desperation and hunger. not wanting to waste another second, he brings his hand to the back of your neck and pulls you forward to meet his lips. the windows take no time to fog as you both maneuver your way around the car to a comfortable position. as your back is pressed against the leather of the backseat, your legs spread open and practically dripping of any touch, chanhee drags his fingertips from your jawline down to your clothed core.

chanhee pulls away for a moment, wanting to catch his breath for a few seconds. even through your underwear he can feel how much you’ve been wanting him all night, causing a smirk to spread across his lips. “i can’t believe how wet you are already.” his lips trail from yours to your jawline, leading down to your neck to leave a few bruises you will have to eventually cover up with makeup. “you’re so beautiful.” he mumbles against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine as you squirm around with moans spilling past your lips.

without warning, you feel three of his fingers plunge into your dripping cunt. chanhee chuckles as you gasp at the sudden feeling, your hands traveling from his biceps to his hair to grip onto. his pace is slow at first, not wanting you to cum just yet. but he just couldn’t help but subconsciously fasten the pace at your angelic noises, loving the way your breathing irregulated and fluctuated in pitch. his lips never left your skin, eventually trailing down from your neck to your collarbones to leave more traces of himself along your bare skin. by now chanhee was able to tell when you were close, so when he heard your noises and felt your tightening grip on his strands he quickly removed his fingers from you and unzipped his pants.

whining as you feel the sudden emptiness, your eyes watch as he unveils his hardened member. as chanhee begins to align himself with your hole, you lift his chin so his eyes can meet yours. one thing you loved was watching the way his face contorted as he entered you; you could never get enough of it. slowly he entered you, his eyes shutting closed from the immense pleasure it brought him. curses fell past his lips left and right as the windows fogged up even more, but none of that mattered more than the pleasure you both were currently experiencing. your grip on his hair tightens as your forehead pressed against his, his movements becoming faster with each passing minute. incoherent praises spill from both of your mouths, going in through one ear and out the other as nothing else mattered but the orgasm quickly approaching from both you and him.

taking the opportunity to do so, you trail your lips down to his neck and pepper kisses down his skin till they reach his chest. chanhee always told you to bep careful of where you placed your love bites, not wanting the makeup to potentially rub off on a particularly hot day or maybe even forget about it and rub it off during an important meeting accidentally; he tended to overthink like that sometimes. blue and purple painted his chest as his head laid in the crook of your shoulder, his pace never weakening as your releases were near.

within seconds you both came mere seconds apart, your liquids falling onto the floor of the backseat without a care flooding either of your minds. nothing mattered in this moment other than feeling one another, than embracing one another for what felt like hours but in reality had only been barely ten minutes.

as the tint of the windows begin to fade from the fog, you glitter your eyes up to the man and brush your lips on top of his. “is that all you’ve got?” you whisper, pecking his lips weakly with an upturned smile full of sarcasm.

he shakes his head, a small bead of sweat rolling down his temple catches your eye as he responds. “i said till you can’t walk, didn’t i?”

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kyufessions · 3 months

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down the drain

synopsis: it’s been one year since you discovered them

pairings: ex-boyfriend! hyunjae x g.n. reader

genre: angst

requested: ✔️

word count: 1.3k

warnings: mentions of cheating, hyunjae is an asshole in this

a/n: oof this hurt but i hope y’all enjoy !

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @haechansbbg

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

one year. it’s been exactly one year today since you broke up with your ex. after six years together, he decided to throw everything down the drain that left you no choice but to break things off. to say you still weren’t hurting would be a lie, because every so often you do sob about it in your bed above a small pint of ice cream or a bag of sour cream and onion chips. but to go back to him would do more harm than good; if anything, you had wished things would go back to the way things were before he ruined everything.

although still early into the night, the sky was pitch black and the only source of light that came through was through the night lamps illuminating the streets outside your apartment complex and the light of the television screen in front of you that played Mean Girls. your friends knew of the significance that today held so you had been out all day with them- you had breakfast together, did some retail therapy, even had lunch and dinner. even though it helped a bit, there was still a part of you that ached. why you? why did this all have to happen to you?

your phone buzzed on your nightstand consistently, signaling it was a phone call. assuming it’s one of your friends, you kept your eye on your favorite scene in the movie and answered the phone call without checking who was actually disturbing your mini movie marathon.

“hello?” you asked, eyes still glued to the screen as you held your phone in one hand and the other held your favorite stuffed animal close to your stomach for comfort.

there were a few moments of silence before the other voice decided to speak up. “y/n?”

you automatically recognized the voice as your ex’s, your eyes widening and freezing in place. you take a few moments to calm yourself down before deciding to respond. “whyre you calling me hyunjae?”

his voice is soft as he responds to you, soft and careful. “i missed your voice-“

“don’t do this again. it’s been a year.”

silence for a few moments. several sniffles can be heard from the other end, making you roll your eyes. you feel your throat closing up but you fight back the tears, masking it with frustration.

“quit crying, you’re the one who hurt me. if anything, i should be the one crying.” which is true, and you have a bit. not as often as you used to, but still a little bit more than you’d like to admit.

hyunjae takes another sniffle and coughs on the other end, clearing his throat before responding to you. “it’s been a year since you broke up what we had-“

“because you cheated on me. at our engagement party nonetheless. and i had to find out through her. not you yourself, but the woman you cheated on me with.”

nothing but the distant sound of sobbing on the other end came from him, making you pull your phone a little ways from your ear since it was getting louder. you just allowed him to get it all out of his system for a few minutes as you continued watching Mean Girls, eventually speaking up.

“i’m gonna hang up now since all you keep doing is crying-“

“no, dont!” his voice cracks as he attempts to shout, but only sounding barely above a whisper. “i regret everything so much, y/n. everything we were, those were the best six years of my life. i’m sorry, how many times do i have to say it?”

you don’t even respond. you’re the type of person who hates repeating themselves, and you’ve already said all these things more than once to get it through hyunjae’s thick skull. so instead of exhausting yourself, you decide to just allow him to repeat himself instead.

upon not hearing a response from you, he just continues on. “i fucked up. but it was only one time! ever since then i haven’t even spoken to or thought about her. i’m sorry, and if i could take it all back i would in a heartbeat. let’s go back to the way things were baby, please-“

“don’t call me that.” you spat, taking in a deep breath before replying to him again. “you lost that privilege the second you even thought about cheating on me with her. now, i'm sick of all these lies so-“

“they’re not lies!” he cries out, sniffles in between his words.

“you don’t cheat on people you love, dumbass!” you screamed, a single tear rolling down your cheek. you quickly contain yourself again and respond as calmly as you can to the inconsolable man-child. “seriously, let me go. i’m sick of this. goodbye.”

swiftly, you hung up and blocked his number yet again. six years wasted, all because he wanted to get his dick wet by your best friend’s friend. laying back on your mattress, you put your focus back on the movie and your bucket of popcorn in an attempt to focus on something else other than what just happened. but it didn’t work as the memories of that night flooded back to you.

while the party had been happening in the downstairs of hyunjae’s apartment, you made your way upstairs to your shared bedroom to change from one dress to another since you had spilled some white wine on your current one. since the music was loud and booming from wall to wall, you couldn’t hear the noises coming from the other end of the bedroom and was quite surprised to see hyunjae pounding into sumin, your best friend’s friend, from behind. they both just stared up at you, hyunjae in shock and sumin with a devious smirk.

without saying anything, you slammed the door shut and ran downstairs. you grabbed your car keys and didn’t speak a single word to anyone who asked you where you were going, you just got in your car and drove off to nowhere in particular. it wasn’t until you found a random motel6 on the freeway that you finally relaxed for the night, getting a room for two nights and plopping down on the crummy bed as soon as you laid your eyes on it.

once you turned your phone back on, you had over one hundred missed calls from hyunjae alone and several from almost everyone at the party. you didn’t even bother to read the 500+ messages notifications until the next morning when you were woken up by someone knocking on your door. when you opened it, there stood your best friend, juyeon, with apologetic eyes and a worried expression.

“what the hell y/n?” he said with worry laced in his words. “i was worried sick until i remembered i had your location.”

after explaining everything, juyeon stayed with you the entire day and then overnight as well until you had to check out the next morning. to this day, juyeon is still the one you go to for everything and vice versa. your ex might have wasted six years of your life, but he did bring you closer to your best friend in ways you didn’t think were even possible.

when Mean Girls wasn’t working as a distraction, you texted juyeon right away with a long text explaining everything that just occurred thirty minutes ago. you hadn’t even felt the hot tears streaming down your face until some of them fell on your phone screen, making you wipe them away quickly. an hour later, juyeon showed up with snacks and some face masks to do together; something that always cheered you up.

it might be one year since one of the worst days of your life, but at least you had your best friend by your side.

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kyufessions · 2 years

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Break room

synopsis: you and your coworker, hyunjae, take a break coincidentally at the same time

pairings: coworker! hyunjae x coworker! afab reader

genre: smut, 18+

word count: 0.8k

warnings: choking, public sex, implied unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), lmk if i’m missing anything!

a/n: wanted to write a little something for hyunjae’s bday, hope he had a good day bc he deserves it ♥︎

“shh.” your coworker whispered quietly as he pumped in and out of you at a rapid pace, his one hand covering your mouth completely as the other pinched your left nipple for overwhelming stimulation.

your muffled, pathetic moans caused his hand to vibrate continuously, completely forgetting where you both were. your eyes glanced up at the clock over your coworkers shoulder, noticing there was only five minutes left of both of your breaks. after months of the lust filled tension between you both, something was finally becoming of it. you just didn’t expect it to be today of all days.

when hyunjae noticed your wandering eyes, he followed their direction towards the clock. “fuck..” he mumbled, both from pleasure and realization of the time.

for the past almost thirty minutes you both rolled around on the floor of the break room with broken cameras that management never bothered to get fixed. five minutes of a hardcore make out session led to you ending up on top of him, riding him out for ten minutes until he was close to orgasm. but hyunjae didn’t want to finish with you on top, but rather drill into you as you got lost within him. he wanted to hear you whine and beg for him as quietly as your overwhelming pleasure allowed you to. because if you two were to get caught, you’d definitely lose both your jobs on the spot. and both being last year college students, it’s the last thing you needed to happen.

the only sounds filling the room were hyunjae’s low, almost inaudible, groans, your tiny moans of his name, and your soaked pussy being pounded into with no ounce of mercy. as your moans quieted down, he removed his hand and ran his fingers through your hair.

“i’m so close, baby.” he whispered as he placed peckered kisses from your neck to your collarbone. he sucked lightly, wanting to leave his mark where no one at work was able to see.

“hyunjae,” you breathed out between quiet moans. “don’t leave them where anyone can see-“

“i’m not going to, darling.” he cut off, smiling proudly at the deep purple mark he just left. “i have a job to keep, too.”

feeling his orgasm come close, he brought his one hand down to your clit and started rubbing it slowly, wanting to release at the same time as you. your lips released a gasp, followed by an inaudible whine of pleasure. although this was just a quickie, you could tell hyunjae knew his was around someone’s body and knew it well. he knew how to pleasure someone and to drive them crazy with his teasing- he was driving you wild.

“oh my gosh, fuck.” you mumbled, clenching yourself around his member causing it to twitch inside of you. you rolled your eyes back as your hands under his shirt scratched at his back, knowing damn well you were going to leave a few scratches as a reminder of this moment.

he moved his lips from your collarbone back up to your jawline, leaving messy kisses as his lips connect with yours in an attempt to muffle both of your orgasms. as his pace quickened with his hand on your clit, so did his movement inside of you. with only a few minutes left until you both had to return to work, he lifted your leg up in a position that allowed him to hit just the perfect spot. and when he did, you came undone immediately.

as soon as you gushed onto his member, his dick twitched one final time before covering your velvet walls white. when your eyes opened back up, you peaked behind hyunjae and noticed you had two minutes to spare before you both had to head back. as quickly as possible, which wasn’t that fast at all, you rose to your feet and stumbled standing up. hyunjae realized this and helped you with a devilish grin on his face, realizing that he might’ve been too hard.

you noticed the smile and returned it, shuffling over to your phone and using your screen reflection as a mirror to fix your hair. with a minute left of your break, you walked over to hyunjae and pecked his cheek as you fixed the collar of your shirt.

“we should do this again after work.” you suggested, playfully roaming your hand from his chest down to his lower abdomen, then moving it to his clothes crotch.

his eyes looked over at you as he finished buckling his belt, taking his hand and wrapping it around your throat with a gentle squeeze. and although you had just finished having sex, you could tell he wanted a round two. “don’t make me hard again, because then i’ll have to work with an imprint for the next three hours and it won’t be fun for either of us.”

you looked down at his crotch, a smile on your face at the very subtle outline. “just meet me at my car after work.” was all you said before unlocking the break room door and walking back to do your job.

#kyufessions tbz #the boyz scenarios #the boyz hyunjae #tbz smut #the boyz smut #tbz hard hours #the boyz hard hours #hyunjae #hyunjae smut

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Baby Doll

pairings: idol! chanhee x photographer! g.n. fem reader x idol! changmin

synopsis: you were the photographer for the boyz’s chanhee and changmin upcoming photo shoot

genre: smut, 18+ content

warnings: unprotected sex (wrap before you tap please), oral (m receiving), oral (f receiving), fingering, semi-public sex, degradation; if i’m missing anything lmk!

word count: 3.6k

cheers were heard throughout the studio as the two day photo shoot finally came to an end. both changmin and chanhee bowed, thanking the staff and vice versa. you let out a small huff as you finally finished your long thirteen hour work day. you arrived early to help set up and with anything else anyone needed help with, then of course once both the men arrived and had their makeup, hair, and clothing done is when the real part of your day started.

they weren’t difficult to work with at all, if anything they were quite lovely and fun. you had worked with changmin before in another magazine shoot he previously had, but it had been a while since you both saw one another and your first time with chanhee. granted you didn’t even think changmin would remember you since he works with so many people on a daily basis, so what was so special about you? but when he bowed at you and said it was to work with you again, you felt your cheeks rise in heat and couldn’t hide your prideful smile.

chanhee was sweet, and you could tell he loved being in front of the camera just as much as changmin. the man knew all his angle’s and never once shied away from taking even more photos to make sure you got all the photos you needed for the magazine to be perfect not only for your standards but for himself and fans as well. he was also very polite and complimented you as soon as he saw you, saying how warm your smile was.

you sat down on the floor for a bit before continuing to pack up, exhaustion hitting you a little harder as each minute passed. the only person remaining in the studio now was yourself, or so you thought. you could’ve sworn everyone had left by now but in the room down the hall remained changmin and chanhee, changing into comfortable clothing and relaxing for a few minutes before having to leave for the day. as the cold water hit the back of your throat, you felt a slither escape the side of your lip and trickle down your jaw and neck. your eyes closed as your head laid against the brick wall behind you, letting out a soft sigh.

changmin and chanhee had left the changing room, walking down the hall and watching as you took a swig of cold water and admiring the view before them. truth be told, they both found you extremely attractive. whenever the two were alone and out of earshot, they would gush about how pretty they thought you were. changmin said how he wanted to ask you out last time you both worked together but was too nervous to do so, so he never got around to it. but when they saw the sight in front of them, the small amount of water leaving the end of your lip and sliding down your facial structure with grace, confidence erupted within both of the men.

your eyes shot open as you heard footsteps approaching you, facing your head forward to see the two handsome men who were now in everyday clothing. you started to shuffle in your current position on the floor, about to get up and thank them again but changmin motioned it was okay for you to remain seated with a kind smile.

you just nodded, returning his smile. “thank you again for today.” you said, looking between the both of them as they stood a few feet from you. having both of them looking down at you made you feel small, especially with their newly fresh faces and messy hair; it had you feeling something you haven’t felt before. “it was nice working with you again changmin, and very nice to work with you for the first time chanhee. i hope we get to work together more in the future.”

changmin moved closer to you, looking intently into your eyes. “i hope so too, it’s always a pleasure.” he admits as he kneels down, bringing his thumb to the side of your lip and wiping away the small remainder of water that laid there, glistening in the light as if to tease him devilishly.

subconsciously you separated your lips ever so slightly when his thumb came in close contact with your mouth, causing a low chuckle to escape the man in front of you. realizing what you were doing, you quickly went to shut your mouth and apologize but your mouth closed around the tip of his finger. your cheeks rose in color when you did so, quickly opening your mouth again to apologize before his thumb was fully in your mouth.

chanhee was standing behind his best friend, watching you innocently as he felt himself start to grow impatient under his jeans. you looked at changmin through your lashes, curiosity being shown through your eyes.

changmin brought his other hand up to your hair, running a few fingers through it. “do you like this?” when you nodded, a smirk played across his lips. “like a good little slut, huh?”

a fire started to erupt inside of you as changmin instructed you to suck on his thumb, doing just as told. you stared at him as he looked down at you, his demeanor replaced with something of sinister lust. as you twirled your tongue around his thumb, sucking on it in between, you noticed him get down fully on his knees. you watched in amusement, waiting to see what would happen next. when he extracted his thumb from your mouth, he smeared the remains on his thumb across your cheek and wrapped his one hand around your throat as the other played with the skirt you wore. it was a little bit past your knees, long enough to be seen as professional but still short enough to drive the two mad.

when you nodded that he could slide them off, he wasted no time in doing so and sliding it across the floor. chanhee, at this point, grew impatient and decided to sit next to you on his knees. he placed soft kisses on your head, trailing down your cheek to your jawline, nibbling here and there which led to soft moans to escape your mouth. one of the pink haired man's hands played with the hem of your shirt as the other played with your hair. when changmin removed his hand from around your neck, grazing down your body teasingly which sent shivers throughout your body, chanhee wasted no time to move his one hand from your shirt to your face to make you face him.

you felt yourself fall deep into chanhee’s dark orbs, his eyes reassuring and loving yet hungry. “is this all okay, darling?” he questioned, looking down at your lips for a second before returning to your eyes.

“more than okay.” you confessed, taking your one hand to the back of chanhee’s neck and crashing his lips onto yours.

chanhee kissed you back without hesitation, having been wanting to taste your lips for the past two days. as soon as he laid his eyes upon you, he wanted to get to know you more. he wasn’t sure whether he thought that in a more platonic way or in a sexual manner, assuming he’d wait to see which cards presented himself first. and, well, here he was. he felt himself harden in his pants as your lips synchronized, letting out a small groan when you pulled on his hair as changmin rubbed you slowly through the wet cloth between your legs.

as changmin watched you and his friend in action, he slid down onto his stomach to lay on the floor to have better access and a better view of the sight in front of him. the sticking of your fabric made him excited, wrapping his one arm around your left leg and putting it above his shoulder to grant him better access. he spread your right leg a bit further out, smirking as he brought his hand to your clothed pussy and rubbing slowly. he didn’t want you to cum so quickly, but rather have you beg for it with pleading eyes that etched nothing but him and his friend’s name.

he smiled as he heard a groan from chanhee, glancing up at you to see you pulling on his pink hair. he grinded against the floor slightly, letting out a low moan as he picked up his pace a little bit but not by much. you started to grow impatient, bringing your hand down to play with your pussy but having your hand stopped by chanhee. he pulled away from your lips for a quick second, taking your hand and putting it above his growing member. you bit down on your lower lip as you felt it hardening, wondering how good it would feel between your lips at this very moment.

before you knew it, chanhee’s free hand was sliding down your stomach and into your underwear. his fingers started to pick up some of your wetness, coating his fingers a bit before he started to play with your other set of lips. a gasp escaped your mouth as his long fingers teased you, his lips trailing from your jawline to your neck. you let out another gasp as you felt changmin slip off your underwear and, without warning, slip two of his fingers into you.

a small whimper left your lips, causing a vibration against chanhee’s lips that left him craving more. as changmin pumped at a gradual fastening pace, the man attached to your lips quickened his movement against your clit. you squirmed under their grip, the pleasure sending you over the edge quicker than ever before. pulling your lips away from chanhee’s, you rested your forehead against his as you shut your eyes closed in overwhelming emotion. as both of the men’s pace fastened, you decided to graze your thumb across the pink haired man’s tip above the denim fabric. a low moan erupted from him, almost sounding like music to your ears.

you felt a fire in the pit of your stomach start to flicker, making your moans sound even higher in pitch. “i-i’m close.” you stuttered.

upon hearing those words, changmin removed his fingers abruptly from inside you and moved chanhee’s hand away from your pussy. both you and chanhee shot your head over at the other man, curious as to why he stopped.

“we can’t give the angel what they want right away.” changmin grumbled, standing up and slipping off both his pants and underwear in a swift motion.

you whined, looking at chanhee with pleading eyes. when all he did was stare at you in awe, admiring how fucked out you already seemed to be without even cumming, you went to bring your hand down to finish the job yourself. you were shocked when chanhee grabbed your wrist and held it above your head, shaking his head as he made a tsk sound.

“not yet, baby doll.” he whispered, placing a chaste kiss to your lips before standing up to take off his jeans.

you watched the both of them with your bottom lip between your teeth, feeling your stomach getting fuzzy at the sight of how big they were. chanhee, although his briefs still on, seemed to be a bit bigger than changmin. granted, they both were a good size and you couldn’t wait to feel them full you up. you blinked at changmin through your lashes when he looked down at you, walking over to you and instructing you to spit in his hand. when you did as told, he started to stroke his cock teasingly. his low groans echoed throughout the photography studio as he got back down on his knees, getting ready to position himself near your entrance.

chanhee on the other hand was palming himself through his briefs, growing impatient at the attention his friend was gaining from you. as he remained standing, he pushed his briefs down just enough to let his member fly free and have the tip graze your cheek. when you looked over in the direction of movement, you were eye level with a glistening tip. a smirk spread across your lips as you took in just his tip, swirling your tongue around the slit and tasting the bit of precum that leaked against your tongue.

he found himself watching you intently, his hands finding your hair and running his fingers through it. changmin watched in awe at the sight in front of him, almost forgetting about his position in this matter. with just the tip, changmin started to go in and out of you at a rather slow pace. you felt irritated as he did so, wanting nothing more than to just cum already. you looked up at chanhee as you brought him into your mouth more, bringing your one hand up to play with his balls at the same time. when he started to guide you along, his eyes shutting for a few seconds at a time as his moans grew louder, you knew you were doing something right. and you couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in doing so- admiring the way he crumbled under actions.

when you felt changmin push himself fully into you, his moans harmonizing with his best friends, you let out a whimper that cussed a vibration against chanhee’s member that drove him crazy. changmin smirked up at you, watching you shut your eyes from pleasure as he moved in and out of you at a slow pace to give you time to adjust to his length.

“you like that, baby?” changmin spoke, bringing his hand up to cup your right breast as his other hand gripped your hip rather harshly. when you nodded ever so slightly in response, changmin chuckled lowly. “such a good little toy for us, isn’t that right chanhee?”

chanhee nodded, biting down on his lip. “so good, angel.” the other praised as he continued to guide you, watching as you admired the view in front of you.

the difference between the two when it came to sex brought butterflies to your stomach. changmin was more rough and sadistic, giving you demeaning nicknames accompanied by occasional sweet ones. while chanhee was more loving and sensual, making sure to give you praise constantly and not to be too aggressive. for you, it was the perfect balance.

you hollowed your cheeks as you pulled your mouth from chanhee’s member, wanting him to finish him off in your hand rather than in your mouth. you quickened your pace a bit as you moved your hand around his shaft, watching as it twitched in your hand. meanwhile, changmin was starting to get a bit quicker in pace as he felt you clench around him in comfort. your moans filled the room along with the other two, the echoes putting pornstars to shame. profanities slipped from your lips as you clenched around changmin, the corner of your eyes shutting as a small tear slid down in pleasure.

chanhee felt himself getting close, his moans becoming louder as seconds progressed. the wet sounds of changmin fucking into you were starting to send him over the edge, but he didn’t want to cum on you- he’d rather cum inside you. when he took your hand in his, stopping all pleasure he was receiving, you were confused. you opened your eyes to look at him, cocking your head to the side.

“i wanna cum inside you.“ he admitted shyly, running a hand through your hair.

you nodded through whimpers, looking over at changmin as he slowed his pace. watching the two nod at each other, changmin slipped his cock out of you and instructed you to get on your knees. you did as told, watching as changmin moved behind you and chanhee get under you. a small smile played across your lips as you realized the position, excitement filling you. chanhee and you locked eyes as he slid himself inside you fully, earning a loud moan to erupt from you. it took you a few seconds to fully adjust to his thickness, feeling absolute pleasure from how painfully blissful it felt. before you could fully adjust to the man below you, you felt the other slip his dick into your other hole at a sudden fast pace.

your eyes rolled back at the sudden movement, your hands gripping chanhee’s biceps as you dug your nails into them. “fuck- oh my gosh. fuck, fuck me. please.” you moan, burying your face into chanhee’s chest as the pleasure overwhelmed you.

changmin chuckled before a loud moan from him was heard. chanhee started to thrust into you gradually, wanting to give you time to adjust. as seconds moved on, he started to quicken his pace which had all three of you getting closer to your orgasms. each time you clenched around chanhee’s member, he felt like he was in heaven. and any time you moved in sync with either of their moments, they could’ve sworn they wanted this feeling to last forever. changmin dug his nails into your ass, smacking occasionally and placing small kisses on the small of your back.

when the pleasure was becoming overwhelming, you looked down at chanhee and smashed your lips onto his. whenever you kissed him, you felt your heartbeat fasten and butterflies erupt. you could’ve sworn his lips melted into your perfectly, almost like they had been searching for one another with such eagerness in this lifetime. you licked his bottom lip for entrance, him granting you access automatically and colliding your tongue with his.

changmin was in his own little world, enjoying pounding into you as his high was near. “i’m getting close.” he moaned between profanities, reaching his hand over to rub your clit to make sure you all cum in unison.

you and chanhee pulled away, foreheads touching and sweat trickling down the sides of your faces. the sudden contact of changmin’s hand made the all-too-familiar feeling arise again, and feeling chanhee twitch inside of you made you arrive even quicker.

“cum for me baby.” chanhee whispered, running a hand through your hair as he spoke.

you nodded as your moans harmonized with both of theirs, your orgasm releasing profusely as if you hadn’t came in so long. the warmth of chanhee and changmin’s seed spilling inside you made more unholy moans fill the room, the feeling making you relax under their touch.

the two men stayed in their positions until their breathing regained normality, a devilish smile on changmin’s lips. as you maneuvered yourself off of the two men, their release dripping onto the floor from your holes, you grabbed your underwear quickly and slipped it back on. the two idols quickly shot up to their feet as well, grabbing their clothing and slipping it on before anyone could see what just happened between the three of you.

shuffling over to grab a paper towel, you swiped up any of the liquids off the floor and threw away the evidence in a garbage can. the two men watched you, admiring how cute you looked all fucked out and pretending what just happened didn’t happen at all.

you stopped in your tracks as you felt eyes on you, turning to look at both of the 5’10 men in front of you. “yes?”

changmin cleared his throat and stepped forward, scratching the back of his neck. “i never got a kiss.” he muttered, pointing to his lips.

you just laughed at him, closing the gap between you two and grabbing the back of his neck to connect your lips together. your lips moved together like an ocean wave crashing with the sand, a smile spreading across his lips happily between the kiss. you pulled away, shaking your head teasingly before returning to packing your up the rest of your items. both of them helped you pack up, seeing as you still had quite a few items and they had distracted you from finishing up.

you thanked them for helping and made small talk as you finished packing your items, surprised at how everything felt so natural and not awkward considering you all just had a threesome where literally anyone could’ve walked in on you. when you finally finished packing your items, you threw the bags over your shoulders and bowed, thanking them again.

“you don’t have to be so formal, you know.” chanhee said, letting out a small laugh. “after what we just did, i think formality would be more awkward than anything.”

“speaking of,” changmin interrupted, a wide smile on his face. “when can we see you again?”

“again?” you asked, your eyes widening. you enjoyed your time with them, but didn’t expect them to want to do it again. of course, you didn’t mind though. that was the best sex you had ever experienced.

“unless you don’t want to, of course.” chanhee replied, playing with the emory belt loop of his jeans.

“no no, i’d love to. um,” you paused, taking your phone out and unlocking it. you opened up the new contact page, handing the phone over between them. “add your numbers. i’ll text you when i get home.”

and from that moment on, you three were inseparable. a blossoming friendship between two idols and a photographer, or at least that’s what it seemed from the outside. all the while, you three snuck around at night between schedules to fool around and go on small dates. who knew being in a secret relationship with the two would be so fun and rewarding.

#kyufessions tbz #chanhee #changmin #tbz angst #tbz #tbz hard hours #tbz x reader #tbz imagines #tbz smut #tbz chanhee #tbz changmin #tbz choi chanhee #the boyz angst #the boyz scenarios #the boyz hard hours #the boyz smut #the boyz chanhee #the boyz changmin

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JUYEON - GARDENIA

meaning: gardenia’s are symbols of secret love

pairing: non-idol! juyeon x dance rival! g.n. reader

synopsis: being rivals when it came to dance was no secret, unlike your secret rendezvous’

warnings: reader gets physically hurt but nothing serious, otherwise it’s fine!

word count: 2.1k

a/n: why did this actually turn out pretty cute whattheheck ,,, double update today since i missed one two days ago my apologies </3

another day, another dance competition. you were always the top in your dance classes, and it’s been that way for the past six years. you never once slacked off and took dance very seriously, even going to university to become a dance teacher and open your own studio once you had the money and experience to do so. every weekend you attended a dance competition, and every weekend you always won multiple medals or trophies. being number one in dance was always so important to you, so you did all you could to remain at the top. but once lee juyeon came into the picture, you found yourself pushing even harder to remain at number one.

he was your biggest rival when it came to dance. the studio he attended turned out to the down the street from your loft, so on occasion you would stop by and watch him practice to see how you could improve. you figured out he was a threat to you when he placed number one at his very first competition against you, leaving you at number two. that was almost two years ago, and since then you have been working even harder to beat him. whenever he would place first, whether it was against you or someone else, a piece of your pride shattered onto the floor within you. you couldn’t stand lee juyeon, even now that you and him were sort of a thing.

it all started when you snuck into the studio he practiced at, watching him secretly as he practiced for the upcoming competition you both had in a few days. when you shuffled in the distance knocking down a broom stick and it hitting the floor with a loud thud is when he noticed you watching him intently.

he stood there shocked, his arms crossed against his chest and tsk’ing as he shook his head. “this is low, even for you y/n.” he spoke, adding a chuckle at the end of his sentence.

you stood up with confidence, dusting off your pants and clearing your throat. “what? i can’t be curious about my competition?” you stood in your place with confidence, attempting not to crumble in embarrassment in front of the man.

he took two steps towards you, running a tired hand through his wet hair. “you can, but it’s kind of weird. don’t you think?”

you shrugged your shoulders, stuffing your hands in your pockets as you rocked back and forth on the balls of your heel. “not really. i think i deserve to know how you keep getting number one.”

another step forward taken by juyeon. “because i’m a fantastic dancer, that’s why.”

your first step taken forward towards juyeon, the gap starting to close. “doesn’t mean you should steal my number one spot.” you glared at him, your eyes squinting slightly.

another step by the orange-haired man, your bodies practically touching at this point. “your jealousy is showing, babe.”

you hit his arm gently, making sure not to actually hit him hard because you weren’t that type of person. “don’t call me that.” but you secretly wanted him to because even though he was your biggest competitor, you couldn’t deny how attractive he was and the tension you both harbored against one another.

a smirk spread across his face as he pat the top of your head playfully. “why?” his hand trailed down to your cheek, cupping it for a split second before placing his middle and index finger under your chin. his eyes trailed down to your lips and back to your eyes. “you didn’t like it? the sparkle in your eyes beg to differ.”

you swallowed hard, staring into his eyes. you fought the urge to stare at his lips as well in this moment, not wanting to give into your temptation. all you wanted to do was just crash his lips onto yours and taste him, but he was your rival. everyone knew that. it would be weird. but you imagined it would feel so right as well. the silence was deafening as you tried to think of something to say. but your mind was a blank canvas filled with the occasional colors of the urge to kiss your dance rival.

juyeon just stared, eventually removing his fingers from your chin and taking a step back. “guess i was wrong, my apologies.” he broke the silence, starting to turn around but stopped by your sudden grip on his wrist.

you spun him back around, pulling him against you and cupping his face in your hands as you smashed your lips together. should you be doing this? at ten at night, with of all people, lee juyeon? no, you shouldn’t. but you also didn’t care in the slightest. as your lips moved together hungrily, his large hands gripping your waist harshly as he pushed you against the wall, it felt as if the only people in the world were you and him.

since that night, juyeon always come’s to your apartment after his nightly dance practices. he never fails to bring snacks and sometimes dinner when you don’t cook or order in, sometimes even a small gift from one of the stores on his way up to your loft just because it reminded him of you. sometimes it was a stupid little keychain, sometimes a small stuffed animal, it was always random but meant the most to you. after a few months of seeing each other, he started to spend most nights with you as well.

you were surprised when no one caught onto your secret, loving glances at one another at competitions. for some reason, you both didn’t want to come forth with your relationship. it wasn’t that you both didn’t like your relationship, matter of fact it was quite healthy and the best one either of you have been in. but you two being known rivals when it came to dance and suddenly coming forth as partners would definitely make things weird for those around you and you didn’t want that.

“what should we do for our one year?” juyeon asked as he played with your hair, your head in his lap as you both were cuddled into your couch with Spongebob playing on the TV screen.

you looked up at the ceiling in thought for a moment. “we have a competition that day, but we can do something after?”

he leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, smiling as he did so. “i know, i meant afterwards my silly little muffin cake.”

you playfully gagged at the stupid nickname he gave you, earning small laughter from the man. “call me that again and there won’t be a one year anniversary.” you joked, looking up to meet his pouting face. you smiled at him, cupping his cheek in your hand and rubbing circles into his skin. “how about we go to this new restaurant in seoul? i heard it’s fancy and has international foods as well.”

he nodded down at you, placing a small kiss on your lips before smothering your face in endless smooches. your giggles filled the room, mumbles of asking him to stop being drowned out by the dramatic kissing sounds he was making. “sounds. perfect.” he said between kisses, a goofy smile on his face.

a week later you both were at the dance competition, excited to finally be able to celebrate your one year with the best partner either of you could ever wish upon. it wasn’t going to be a long day, but a couple hours and you would be out by three in the afternoon. you both watched each other from across the room, making sure not to get caught by those watching you. you watched juyeon when it was his turn to perform, smiling with your eyes and subconsciously clapping as he finished. juyeon looked for you in the crowd as he finished his dance, smiling proudly as he saw you clapping for him. you normally don’t to not draw any suspicion, but you couldn’t help it. you were just so proud of him, and utterly happy to call him your boyfriend.

your friend from the same studio you both attended turned to you, raising a brow. “you’re clapping for him?”

you nodded nonchalantly, standing up to get ready for your performance. “he’s a good dancer, minjee. talent should be able to admire talent. whether he’s my biggest competitor or not.”

you made your way to the back of the stage, waiting for the signal to head to the middle of the stage and begin performing. you watched from behind the curtain as juyeon made his way to his seat, taking deep breaths and waiting for the cue. when you were told it’s your turn up on the stage, you walked out to the middle and got into position. as soon as the music started, the rhythm took over your body and you started moving effortlessly. cheers were heard throughout the area, and you could’ve sworn you saw juyeon smile when you glanced at him for a split second. as it was nearing the end of your performance, you ended up making a wrong turn and twisting your ankle.

you fell to the floor, clutching your ankle as people started to surround you. what you didn’t expect was for juyeon, your biggest rival and secret boyfriend, to come running to your side at lightning speed. you didn’t even have time to react as the pain shot through your body, mumbling curses at yourself for messing up the routine.

“it’s okay, baby. you’ll be fine, don’t worry.” juyeon said aloud, causing some people from around him to look at him oddly. why was he calling you baby? and why was he being so nurturing instead of excited about his possible win? nobody understood his actions except for you two.

juyeon picked you up bridal style, carrying you towards the parking lot and out of the competition. as he carried you towards his car, his coach came towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“if you leave now, you’ll have to forfeit. you know that, right?” his coach asked him in a ‘what the fuck’ tone.

all juyeon did was nod, assuring his coach that taking care of his significant other was more important than possibly taking first place. he turned back around, rushing towards his car and putting you in the back seat to fully lay out your legs. he grabbed the blanket from his trunk, fluffing it under your ankle and making sure you were comfortable.

all you did was stare at him, your love for him overflowing in this very moment. you just smiled at him as he continuously asked if you felt comfortable and okay, leaving him to look up at you with concern.

“what? why're you smiling? you twisted your ankle and you’re smiling?” he questioned, cocking his head to the side. he wasn’t sure why you were smiling when this was serious, to him it was anyway.

“everyone knows now. you know that right?” you replied, placing your hand on top of his.

he let out a huff, taking your hand and placing a small kiss on the back of it. “youre weird.” he let out a small laugh before continuing to speak. “you just twisted your ankle and you’re smiling all happy because everyone knows we’re dating?”

you nodded, grabbing his hand and placing a small kiss on one of his knuckles. “you’re weirder for being so nonchalant about it.”

he rolled his eyes, getting out of the back seat and closing the door to get into the front seat. as he pulled off, he decided to finally reply. “i don’t care if everyone knows anymore. my partner was hurt and i wasn’t going to sit idly by while you were suffering. i love you, and i'd do anything to keep you safe and make sure you’re comfortable.”

you giggled at his statement, reaching forward to ruffle up his hair in the back. “cant believe this is your first time saying ‘i love you’ to me.” juyeon’s eyes widened at the statement and you could see that. you laughed, blowing him a dramatic kiss from the back seat. “i love you too, juyeon. don’t worry.”

instead of going out to dinner for your one year, you both ended up back in his apartment for once. he ended up learning a favorite dish of yours and cooking it for you that night, along with picking up some melona bars for dessert. you both just cuddled the rest of the night, making plans on for when you were able to go get dinner together after your ankle healed well.

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butterfly

synopsis: your boyfriend, sunwoo, does your hair for you

pairings: boyfriend! sunwoo x fem! black reader

genre: fluff

warnings: suggestive if you squint!

word count: 0.8k

a/n: my friend specifically requested something for a black reader, so i wrote this for them specifically! but they also suggested posting this on tumblr so here it is lol. so this is mainly for them but i hope others enjoy this as well!

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

groaning, you reposition yourself on the bean bag chair provided to you by your boyfriend. it’s been two and a half hours so far, and he was only halfway done. although you appreciate his attention to detail and carefulness when it came to getting your locs to look absolutely perfect, your ass was also starting to hurt along with your neck and back.

“stop groaning, i’ll be done in no time.” he says, hyper focused on getting the crotch hook through the small hole to start the process again. “are you sure you don’t need any medication for a headache or anything? i can make one of the guys go grab me one from the kitchen.”

“no i’m fine, baby but thank you.” staring at the random spongebob episode to help pass the time, you twiddle with your thumbs out of pure boredom. “you didn’t have to learn how to do butterfly locs for me, you know. i feel bad this is how you’re spending your day off. you should be relaxing.”

you giggle at the sound of him sucking in air between his teeth dramatically, feeling his lips place a quick kiss to the side of your head before continuing on your hair. “this is relaxing, actually. i didn’t want you paying a ridiculous price for you to just get your hair done.” heat rose to your cheeks at his words, causing your lips to curve into a smile. “besides, this is a nice bonding experience. i love spending time with you like this.”

a few minutes go by in silence, sunwoo focusing on your hair as you sip out of a mug full of hot cocoa and laugh occasionally at the jokes that flew over your head as a child. you heard him start humming to a familiar song you couldn’t quite place. ignoring it, you go back to being in your own world until you hear him start mumbling lyrics.

“what’s your name, b.o.b., so they calling you bob.” sunwoo trails on under his breath, his eyes focusing on finishing the one loc. “stop playing, you know that i’m known for the bob.”

you burst out laughing after swallowing your drink mid-sip, hearing him laugh as well. “baby, are you singing nicki right now?”

he nods as he laughs, almost done with the one crotched butterfly loc. “you wanted short butterfly locs that look like a bob. you can’t blame me.” he jokes, making you laugh a bit more before continuing to let him do his thing in silence.

you feel him finish on the one loc, about to start on the next. taking the opportunity, you lean back to look at him for a split second and place your head on his chest. upon seeing you puckering your lips, he laughs at your antics and kisses you lovingly for a few seconds. he takes his unoccupied hand and places it awkwardly on your cheek, rubbing small shapes into the apple of it. upon feeling the awkward hand placement, you smile into the kiss as does sunwoo. kissing him always took you to another world, making your stomach do flips as your lips moved perfectly with each other.

pulling away, you peck his lips one more time before sitting back up straight. “hey,” he pouts, pulling you down towards him gently. “you can’t just do that.”

you raise a playful eyebrow, smirking as your head lays on his shoulder and he wraps his arms around your waist. “do what?” you question in an innocent tone, interlocking fingers with him as they lay on your stomach.

without a word, he leans down to kiss you once again. except this time it was longer, more passionate and loving than ever before. he tugs at your bottom lip, earning a small squeal from you. as he explores your mouth, you feel his hands start moving downward towards the basketball shorts you borrowed from him the night before. you quickly pull away, both breathless as your foreheads are pressed against one another’s.

“if you finish my locs first then we can do whatever you want for the rest of the day.” you whisper before pecking his lips.

“but i miss how you taste.” he whines quietly, his fingers playing with the string of the shorts.

you fully sit up, pointing at your half finished hair. “afterwards, baby.”

he nods, placing a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder as you sat in an old tank top of his that you, once again, borrowed but never really plan on giving back. “i’ll wait however long, my sugar princess pumpkin puss.”

you visibly cringe at his dumb nickname, already used to him coming up with stupid ones almost everyday. “you’re lucky i like you, kim sunwoo.”

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SANGYEON - PEONY

meaning: peony’s signify a happy marriage

pairings: husband! sangyeon x partner! g.n. reader

synopsis: you and sangyeon are celebrating your three year anniversary as a married couple- but how did you get here?

warnings: slight angst but it’s very brief, drunk tbz members

word count: 2.8k

a/n: i’m so bad at really cute shit like this so pls don’t hate on this too much

sangyeon stood in the door frame with a mini table, your favorite breakfast foods displayed beautifully across it. he spent the past hour and a half making breakfast in bed for your three year anniversary as a married couple, running over the plans he made weeks in advance to make the day special for both of you. he shuffled over to the bed quietly, placing the mini table on his nightstand and sliding into bed beside you.

“baby, good morning.” he whispered into your ear, causing you to jump in place and stare up at him with sleepy daggers.

he just let out a small laugh, making you groan and bury your face into his thigh. “you scared me, you jerk.” you mumbled, shifting up in bed and scratching the top of your head.

he turned and grabbed the table on the nightstand, smiling happily and turning to you with glimmering eyes. “happy three years, i made you breakfast my angel.”

you squealed happily as you noticed your favorite breakfast foods, grabbing his face in your hands and pecking small kisses across every crevice. his laughter filled the room, grabbing your hands in his and placing kisses on each of your knuckles.

“thank you, my loving husband.” you said as you grabbed a muffin, picking off a small piece and tossing it into your mouth. “i don’t deserve you, truly.”

he shook his head, placing a soft morning kiss on your lips. even if it was only ten in the morning, he still tasted like honey and bananas. when you both pulled apart, you picked another off another piece of the muffin to feed to your husband. he opened his mouth, allowing you to place it in his mouth and laugh at how adorable he was.

“it’s been a crazy three years.” you spoke, bringing the morning smoothie to your lips and sipping from the straw.

that brought sangyeon into thought, thinking back on all your memories together. but more importantly, how you both met.

the night air enveloped your face into a brisk hug, your thoughts clouding any sense of direction your feet were carrying you. the autumn leaves were changing above and falling to your feet, the satisfying crunch of them giving a small serotonin boost to your bitter mood. your hands were stuffed into your pockets as you stood at a railing, staring out into the Han River as the time neared midnight. for the most part the park seemed to be empty, with the occasional couple, friend group, or individual going about their night. you stood there with one airpod occupying your ear, the other one put away to stay aware of your surroundings.

the one friend group behind you were a group of five, sitting in the grass by a group of trees. they all sat together, talking about God-knows-what. you didn’t pay much attention to them, noticing that some of them were clearly tipsy as some of their words started to slur as their conversation echoed through the air. you soon heard footsteps approaching beside you, walking to the risking and leaning against it. you noticed it was one of the men at the corner of your eye, looking back forward to only look at the street lights reflecting off the water.

he didn’t say anything for the first few minutes, just staring out at the river as well. he seemed to have a lot on his mind as well, leaving you a bit curious about him. the silence was cut short when he turned around, looking at his group of friends and noticing one biting the other on the arm as the one being bit pulled his arm from him.

“what’s your problem!” the one friend screamed, swatting at his face.

you turned around, curious at what was unfolding. when you saw three of the men screaming at one of their friends to not bite and to stop doing so, you just watched with a small smile on your face and giggled to yourself. the man to the side of you laughed, watching everything unfold. when he looked over at you, seeing you were watching at the scene intently, that’s when he decided to speak up.

“sorry for my friends if they disturbed your peace.” he said, causing you to turn to look at him. and when you did, he could’ve sworn he felt his heart rate fasten. you were so beautiful to him, even under the streetlights the park provided.

you just shook your head in disagreement, crossing your arms over your chest. “it’s okay, it’s amusing and lifting my mood a bit. i don’t mind.” you watched as two of his friends chased one another, the other two just sitting back and hiding behind a tree trunk. you leaned over to whisper to the man beside you, “does he normally bite people?”

sangyeon let out a laugh, smiling at how cute he thought you were. “no, just when he’s drunk for some reason.” he watched the scene in front of him, laughing more as changmin was now making sunwoo his next target. “he calls himself the vampire of seoul.”

you nodded, laughing at the antics of his friends. you mumbled an “interesting” under your breath, fully turning to look at the handsome man next to you. “why aren’t you joining in on the fun?”

he turned to look at you again, your eyes meeting. he noticed a small sparkle in them, smiling as he admired your facial features. “they’ve been like this all night, i just wanted a few minutes to myself for a bit.”

“oh, sorry if i disturbed you.” you replied, beginning to turn around before he placed his hand on your arm to stop you.

“you didn’t, i enjoy speaking to you.” he admitted, sending you a reassuring smile. “you’re more interesting than them, anyway.”

you both turned as a small scream was heard, watching as the white haired boy tackled the pink haired one in a hug. you both just laughed, his hand still on your arm and the atmosphere not feeling so suffocating to you anymore.

since that night, you both met up at the same time at the same exact spot. sangyeon didn’t want to tell you about his idol image yet since you seemed to not know who any of them were that night. he wanted to make sure you wanted to be in his life because you genuinely wanted to, not just for any type of clout.

the nightly meetings were constant, and you enjoyed them. should you be meeting up with a man at night who you barely know? no, you shouldn’t. but as long as it was public and you felt safe, you didn’t care. plus, you always had your taser and pocket knife on you in case of anything. you both got to know more about each other. about sangyeon’s love for singing and him being an uncle, and sometimes he even showed you some songs he’d written and sang them for you.

after two months of these nightly meetings, sangyeon told you some news. “i’m going to be gone for a bit, so i’m not going to be able to meet up anymore until i get back.”

you pouted, nodding at him. “where to? if you don’t mind me asking.”

he felt his heart race when you pouted, bringing his hand up to your cheeks and turning your pout into a smile. when you let out a small laugh, the laugh that sounded like music to his ears, he continued. “i’m going to the states with my friends.”

you took his hand in yours, placing it on your thigh and smiling. “for tour, right?”

his eyes widened, unsure of how you knew about his idol image. “how'd you find out we’re idols?”

you just laughed at his shocked expression, admiring how cute he looked when he was confused. “jaehyun accidentally told me one night when we were on facetime.”

again, another shocked expression. “you have his number too?”

you nodded as more of your laughter filled the air. “i have everyone but yours and eric’s.” you cocked your head to the side. “speaking of which, why don’t i have your number? or kakaotalk?”

he stared at you for a few seconds before replying, shocked at how close you became with his group of friends so quickly. he quickly pulled out his phone, opening it up to add a new contact. “here,” he said as he handed you his phone. “i was scared you’d say no, so i never did but that’s my bad. i’m sorry.”

you just smiled lovingly at him, grabbing his phone dramatically and typing in your info. “just text me here and there on tour, please?”

and that he did. he even facetimed you from time to time, often after shows or to show you something cool in one of the many cities they toured. you still went to that spot without sangyeon, sometimes with him on facetime so it would feel like he was somewhat there with you.

“this feels like a date.” you commented one night on facetime as you sat at your dining table having breakfast as he sat in his hotel room eating dinner.

he nearly choked on lettuce as those words left your mouth, chugging down some vitamin water to clear his throat before speaking. you just watched in amusement as his cheeks heated up, laughing at his dramatics.

“just take me on one when you get back, will you?”

your first date was at the han river, except it was a picnic that sangyeon had prepared specifically for you. he remembered some of your favorite foods and cooked them, even learned to cook an international dish you became interested in when he was overseas when he showed it to you over facetime. you thanked him a million times for the cute date and delicious food, your smile seeming to be permanent that night. as you both watched the water, his jacket slung over your shoulders and his arms wrapped around your waist from behind, you listened as he shared some stories from his time in different countries and states.

“maybe we can go together someday.” he added at the end of his story, smiling at his remark.

you turned your head to look at him, smiling foolishly at him. but he loved your smile, he loved every aspect of you. “we aren’t even dating yet and you’re making plans for our first vacation together?”

he nodded, placing a small kiss on your cheek. “of course. we aren’t dating yet, doesn’t mean i can’t plan ahead.”

you placed your forehead against his. “you missed.” you mumbled, pointing at your lips. he took that invitation, smiling as his lips finally met yours.

since your first date, you both were as inseparable as ever. and once you both started dating exactly six months after meeting for the first time, no one was surprised. not even the company. the relationship seemed sweet, very honeymoon-esque. perfect. and it was that way, until sangyeon started to allow his work to get in the way of everything. you would call, text, and you’d be met with either no response or half-assed one. after a long three weeks of the same behavior, you stormed to their dorm and asked to talk to sangyeon.

“he’s in the studio, i can take you but i don’t think he’d want any visitors.” younghoon offered, grabbing his house keys and walking down the street to sangyeon’s studio at the company building.

you followed behind him, confiding in one of your now-closest friends about his behavior. he hugged you comfortingly before walking off, leaving you in front of your boyfriend's studio. when you knocked, you were met with a “go away” from the familiar voice you haven’t heard in days. you knocked again. and again. and again. until the door was opened angrily by a tired-eyed sangyeon. his eye bags were low and darkening, his hair scruffy and some of his facial hair starting to become evident.

you cocked your head to the side in a playful manner, crossing your arms across your chest. “remember me?” you questioned, attitude stringing through your tone.

he huffed, running a hand through his messy hair. “i’m busy, babe.”

you shoved past him through the door, closing it behind you and locking it. “don’t ‘i’m busy babe’ me. i haven’t heard your voice in almost a week. you barely respond to my texts or calls, if you even do that is.” you look around the studio, seeing the mess of empty ramen cups and americano cups. the mess of blankets and pillows on the small couch signify he’s been sleeping in his studio, making you shake your head. “have you been sleeping in here? or eating properly?”

he shook his head as he took a seat in his chair, going back to listening to samples for music. “i have work to get done.”

“fucking damnit, sangyeon!” you screamed, grabbing the sides of his chair and turning him to face you. you cup his one cheek, feeling the stubble of his growing beard. “you look like a fucking mess, and not in a hot way.” you joked, scanning over his face and noticing how exhausted he truly looks. you sigh, grabbing his hands and holding them in yours. “you’ve been doing great work, and you will continue to do so. but only will it feel rewarding and worth it if you take proper care of yourself. if the roles were reversed or if any of the boys were in your position, you’d think the same thing.” you pulled him up from his chair, smiling as he allowed you to pull him to his feet.

he nodded, allowing you to drag him from the studio and down the stairs. you dragged him towards the dorms, grabbing his dorm key from his pocket and opening the door quietly as to not disturb anyone. you dragged your boyfriend into the bathroom, helping him strip off his clothes and running him a hot shower. when it was warmed up enough, you helped him get into the running shower. what you didn’t expect was for him to pull you into it with him, you being fully clothed.

a gasp left your lips, looking at the tired man before you. “babe, i’m fully clothed!” you shrieked as quietly as you could.

he shrugged, a tired smile playing on his lips. “oh no, looks like you’ll have to change into a pair of my clothing and spend the night.” he pulled you into his chest, his arms engulfing you. you didn’t fight back though; you missed his touch so much. you just melted into him, feeling a singular tear slip from your eye. “i missed you so much. i’m sorry, my baby. i’ll never treat you like that ever again as long as i shall live.” he mumbled as he buried his face in your hair.

fast forward two years and sangyeon kept his promise. he never once treated you poorly, always making sure to equal you out with his work and making time for you and his duties as an idol. you both were now back at the Han River, having your monthly picnic date as the sun sets in the background. you both laughed as you recalled your first meeting, your arms leaning against the railing as his arms are wrapped around your waist from behind.

“marry me.” sangyeon suddenly said, placing a kiss to the side of your head.

your eyes widened, letting out a soft laugh. “don’t pretend you’re proposing to me right now, mister lee.” you replied. when his arms left your waist, you turned around to see your boyfriend on one knee with a shining diamond sat in a blue velvet box. “sangyeon, what’re you doing-“

“i love you. and i want to spend the rest of my life with you.” he spoke, taking one of his hands in yours and placing a small kiss on the back of it.

he continued with his confession, leaving a few tears to escape both of your eyes. you wiped them from his face, automatically agreeing to his proposal when the question was asked. and out came his friends with cameras, having recorded the whole thing.

it was now four years later, sangyeon’s career taking off in directions he had dreamt of. and you were becoming an upcoming best-selling author, even working with your management team on a small book tour for your upcoming release. never had you thought taking a small stroll after a stressful day would lead to you finding the love of your life, spending his night taking care of his drunk friends. but you couldn’t ask for anything, or anyone, better.

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Pillow Princess

genre: smut, 18+

pairings: idol, boyfriend! chanhee x top! g.n. reader

word count: 0.8k

warnings: bottom + whiny chanhee , unprotected sex (wrap before you tap) , top + dom g.n. reader (nothing specified) , choking (chanhee receiving) , hickies (chanhee receiving) , lmk if i missed anything !

a/n: pillow princess chanhee brain rot ( ´∀｀)

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana

his whines were music to your ears, drowning out every sound the headboard was making as you rode him. your hand squeezed the sides of his throat, causing his breathing to be cut every so often when you gripped down a bit too harsh.

“faster..please..” he whimpered, a single tear slipping from his shut eyes. being on top of your boyfriend for once made you feel a sense of accomplishment and power you’ve never experienced before.

teasingly rolling your hips at a slower pace, you watched with amusement as his eyes fluttered open to stare at you with overflowing lust. normally you were the pillow princess, but having the roles reversed for once was fun. “what was that, baby?” you asked, loosening the grip on his neck to allow him to fully speak to you instead of mumble almost incoherently.

“faster please.” he spoke louder this time, making his eyes softer in a pleading manner. “you feel so good-“ he paused his thoughts to let out a deep moan as you sped up your pace, your walls clenching around him as you bit down on your lip.

your eyes never left his once, watching him lose himself in the pleasure you were providing him with. the music of his moans combined with the sound of you bouncing on top of him made his mind hazy, his one hand moving from your hip to the bedsheet. you noticed this, smirking to yourself in accomplishment. “like that, baby?”

your free hand grazed over his nipple lightly, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. the feeling made his hip involuntarily buckle, making you let out a small gasp followed by a quiet moan even he could barely hear. as much as you enjoyed being so whiny and loud for him, tonight was going to be different. for both of you. you replaced your hand on his nipple with your tongue, swirling the muscle around the sensitive area to hear his pretty whimpers once more. your hand on his throat tightened ever so lightly as the other traveled down to fondle with his balls to bring him closer to his orgasm. his members would be home soon, you both knew this, so as much as you both wanted this last for longer it wouldn’t be able to happen.

the fastened pace, the tightening around his throat, and the sudden feeling of his balls being played with was bringing him closer to his orgasm. and you could tell by the way he started to twitch both in you and beneath you. you moved your mouth from his nipple to his chest, leaving small hickies where you knew nobody but yourself would be able to see. the familiar heat in the pit of your stomach was rising, making you fasten your hips so you’d cum at the same time as chanhee.

“i’m so close, princess.” you mumbled against his skin, blinking up at him through your lashes as he watched you intently. “let’s cum together, yeah?”

he nodded as his lip was tucked behind his teeth, biting down on it hard as to not be as loud as before. but at this point he didn’t care much because the rush of emotions was too much for his body to handle. the new nickname gave him butterflies and brought him closer to release- he didn’t think he’d love it so much. seconds later, you felt him spurt his seed into you which caused you to release soon after at the familiar feeling. his nails dug into your hip as the other hand dug into the sheets, the feeling of you riding through both of your highs making him want to go for round two. round three, even. but as he heard the padlock of the front door start opening, that’s when his eyes opened wide and he flipped positions so you were beneath.

chanhee thrusted into you a couple of times at a quick pace, teasing you like you had done to him before. all you wanted to do was moan but his hand being over your mouth muffled every sound you wanted to make. after the small tease, he rose to his feet and threw on a shirt and boxers while you slipped on a large shirt that went past your knees. scanning the room to find your underwear, the knock on his bedroom door made you jump in place. you jumped under the covers, covering your lower half and unlocking your phone to pretend you were scrolling on it.

chanhee opened the door, seeing a smiling changmin. “hey, we brought you both back some food.” he handed his friend the three bags of food, chanhee thanking him as he set it down on his empty nightstand.

they made some small talk before changmin decided to head to his room, but not before turning on his heels to say one last thing. “also, please learn to be more secretive next time. we could all hear you outside the apartment door.”

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Less Than Perfect

pairings: changmin! x g.n. plus size! reader

synopsis: falling for changmin in the middle of a zombie apocalypse was not what you expected, yet here you both were.

word count: 1.4k

warnings: none, just fluff !

a/n: based on a dream i had </3 there was more to my dream and i didn’t want to paint any of members as fatphobic (even in my fictional writing) or write about fatphobia. hope you enjoy ~

heavy eyes stared out into the blinding darkness, silence filling the atmosphere as a small breeze hit against your face to wake you up from the threatening slumber. spacing out for a quick second as you watched the night streets, a gentle nudge to your side made you switch back focus to the task at hand. but not before turning to the man on your left, mumbling an apology as he just tiredly smiled at you.

“it’s okay, i get it.” he responded, opening the cooler his legs were previously sprawled across. he pulled out a cherry vanilla cola, holding it out to you.

your eyes brightened at the sight, grabbing it from his hands and thanking him profusely. “how did you get this? when did you get this? you’re my lifesaver, ji changmin.” you carefully opened the cap, hoping it won’t magically spurt into your face. thankfully, it doesn’t.

he adjusted himself in his seat, feeling his butt becoming numb from how long you both have been keeping watch. “found some at the supermarket earlier. i grabbed all of them, the rest are in the fridge downstairs for whenever you need them.”

you took a swig of the soda, letting out a silent sigh of relief as you felt yourself start to awaken. changmin watched as you drank the caffeinated drink at an ungodly hour, smiling to himself for being able to catch your guilty pleasure in the large market he emptied out earlier that day with jaehyun, younghoon and sunwoo.

“if i get any pimples, i blame you.” you teased, closing the cap and placing the soda on the wooden balcony railing to your right.

he rolled his eyes, looking back forward when you caught him staring. you watched as his cheeks rose in heat, feeling yours doing the same. “pimples should be the least of your worries, y/n. besides, you’ll still look as pretty as ever.”

you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach as his words, mentally cursing yourself for allowing him to make you feel like this at the worst of times. in any other universe, you would have rewarded both of yourselves with a kiss from one another by now. but being stuck in the middle of a zombie apocalypse was not ideal, nor was it the time to become romantically involved with someone you met only ten months ago when this all started.

you were scoping out a local CVS, making sure there were no walkers in the store and having to kill a few. when the coast was clear to finally sit back and relax for a few minutes, you started piling items in front of the door to signal when someone, or something, would attempt to come into your newly humble abode. as you sat back eating some sour patch kids and sipping on some cola to keep yourself awake, a loud sound erupted from the front of the store. you grabbed your knife and a random revolver you found throughout your journey, sneaking up quietly to the front and holding up the gun to prepare for yourself for whatever was ahead of you. assuming it was a walker or a few, your fingers grazed the trigger slightly.

when you went to the front of the store, you noticed a group of five boys grabbing food off the shelves and stuffing it into large gym bags. they turned towards you when they heard footsteps, knives being pulled from their back pockets and eyes widening with fear. when they saw you standing there, they lowered their knives slowly to signify they weren’t a threat. you lowered your gun when they stuffed their knives away into their pockets, letting out a soft sigh of relief. since then, you all stuck together as a group of twelve once introduced to the rest of their group.

a few weeks ago, you all came across a rather large ranch house on the top of a hill. so far, everything seemed to be going perfectly fine at this new safe home. all appliances seemed to be working, and sure some people had to share beds sometimes or even sleep on the couch but overall it was a good place to stay in until it would suddenly become the opposite and you would have to escape once more.

“you’re pretty too.” you mumbled, grazing the metal of the gun that sat in your lap. you glanced back into the room behind you, looking at the time. it was almost sunrise, meaning you would be able to sleep soon before you and changmin would switch positions with chanhee and sangyeon.

changmin looked over at you, a shy smile playing on his lips. “you don’t get it, do you?”

you looked over at him, blushing at the softening eye contact. “i do, but the timing isn’t right, changmin-“

“i don’t care about that.” he interrupted, sitting up fully in his seat so his body was facing you. “we met for a reason, and i’m tired of ignoring the tension between us. we deserve to be with each other, despite the circumstances.”

“we’re in the middle of an apocalypse, ji. what if God forbid one of us ends up, you know, turning somehow.”

he shook his head, reaching his hand over and placing it on top of the one on your lap. “don’t say that; don’t think like that. it won’t happen, and i can promise you that.”

you removed your hand from his as the bedroom door opened, an already-alert sangyeon coming in for his shift on lookout. trailing behind him was a somewhat tired looking chanhee, his fading pink hair messy and getting longer by the day. you both stood up, thanking them and updating them on everything you saw which was absolutely nothing- thank goodness. they nodded with breakfast muffins in one hand and coffee mugs in the other, taking their place in the lawn chairs and adjusting themselves comfortably.

you and changmin made your way into the empty bedroom, the atmosphere a bit awkward from the previous conversation. you slipped on your house slippers as you finished the last of your soda. changmin watched you admiringly, loving how everything you did came across ethereally to him. he watched as you sat on your bed, making his way towards the empty space next to you.

you raised a curios brow and looked over at the white haired man as he held out his pinky for you to take. “what’s this?”

“i pinky promise to never let anything happen to you, no matter what.” his smile was reassuring when it appeared, making your heart do flips.

you let out an exhausted giggle, linking his pinky with his and placing a soft kiss on his nail. “i pinky promise the same, then.”

he took his free hand and cupped your cheek, causing you to melt into his touch. his hands were colder than yours, but it was comforting nonetheless. “let’s go to bed, yeah? we can talk in the morning if you’d like.”

you nodded, making changmin engulf you in his arms and lean back into the bed. you adjusted yourself in his arms, making sure he felt comfortable alongside you in the king bed.

“but it is morning.” you yawn as the clock read 5:15AM, a soft chuckle escaping changmin’s lips.

you felt yourself falling asleep as his fingers grazed the stretch marks on your shoulders, something he always seemed to enjoy doing. with you being bigger, you never thought you would find someone as loving as changmin. and he loved everything about you- your weight never bothered him in the slightest. he didn’t see you any different from anyone he’s ever interacted with- actually, that’s a lie. he saw you in a more romantic light, feeling as if he had fallen in love at first sight.

you turned around to find a more comfortable position, your faces now only inches apart. you watched as his eyes were slightly opened but his breathing was at a constant pace.

“are you asleep?” you whispered, bringing your hand to his hair and sweeping some hair out of his eyes. no answer. you took the opportunity to say something you’ve been wanting to for a while. “i think i’m falling for you, ji changmin.”

“i think i’m falling for you too.” he whispered back, smiling when you gasped at his playful manner.

despite being in a much less-than-perfect situation, you were willing to take the risk. this man seemed worth it, and he was ready to prove it to you in any way he possibly could.

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CHANGMIN / Q - SUNFLOWER

meaning: sunflowers represent good luck and ambition

pairings: high schooler! changmin x high schooler! reader

warnings: some doubt in the relationship but very slight , other than that it’s just fluff !

synopsis: a look on your journey with changmin as he conquers his life long dream.

word count: 3.2k

a/n: my final part of my tbz flower series ,, hope y’all enjoyed ♥︎

a scared yelp left your lips as you fluttered your eyes open, noticing your boyfriends eyes slightly open and looking at you in the morning sunshine that peeked through the window of your bedroom. changmin jumped awake out of his sleep, his eyes widening and hands grabbing you out of worry.

“are you okay? are you alright? what happened?” he questioned groggily, his deepened morning voice full of concern.

“were you not just staring at me? don’t act innocent, babe.” you responded, playfully slapping his arm softly. “it scared me.”

he shook his head, a weak chuckle leaving his lips. “my eyes are always slightly open when i’m asleep baby, i’ve told you this before.”

you grumbled in response, leaning over to place a soft kiss on the tip of his nose before he engulfed you in his arms. you let out a quiet giggle, smiling into his chest as you both entangled yourselves in the sheets even more. you took the chance to glance at the clock on his nightstand, noticing it was almost 10:30 in the morning.

“we should probably get up, babe. it’s getting late.” you mumbled against his bare chest, looking up at him to see his eyes closed.

“it’s my day off, do we have to?” he asked, eyes still closed and voice low.

you shook your head, placing a small kiss against his lips as you leaned up more to be face to face with your lover again. “we don’t have to.”

he laid on his back, snuggling you into his side as you also laid on your back to stare up at the ceiling. the white walls filled with his art felt like home, even though it was a dorm room he shared with ten other men. as you stared into the ceiling, waiting for the slumber to hit you once more, you thought back to how you two originally met and how this came to be.

the spring sun shone bright down onto your skin, squinting your eyes at the rays that blurred your vision from time to time. your camera dangled around your neck, having it with you to take photos of the sunflower field you were currently visiting. it was a sunday afternoon, you had come by yourself to enjoy the alone time you very much deserved after a long freshman year of high school. the workload was more than expected and through you for a loop, but since the school year was ending soon you decided to give yourself a day break from studying hard and coming out to the sunflower field you’ve always wanted to visit. you had come many times with friends and even once with family, but never alone. but you enjoyed it- all of it. the serenity and peace it brought you was something you longed for, and found today amongst the beautiful flowers.

it was 1 in the afternoon, not many people around since church was just letting out and sundays were mainly set for family time. but you weren’t too close with your family so to wander off by yourself for a few hours wasn’t really out of the ordinary. as you walked through the flower path, your cheeks pink with heat from the sun, you noticed a boy in the distance sitting by himself on a bench up ahead. being out here today, you hadn’t noticed many people. just the occasional family or couple, but not another individual. you noticed him looking out into the distance, looking deep in his thoughts. you couldn’t help but stop to admire the boy, the sun shining down onto his dark hair beautifully and showing off his even darker eyes that seemed to be a milk chocolate in the light.

you snapped yourself out of your trance, making your way towards the direction of the man and stopping in front of the bench next to him to take a seat. you had been walking for quite some time, so you decided to take a breather as well. the sight in front of you brought a smile to your face, making you bring your camera up to your eyes and snapping a picture. little did you know, the boy sitting on the bench watched you as you did so. he had a lot on his mind and had no one to get answers from, so he decided to ask the random stranger he was never going to see again. after all, it’s not like you would judge him. a fear he had with everyone else in his life.

he scooted closer to the edge of the bench, making sure he was close enough so you could hear him. “excuse me?” he interrupted as you looked down at the photo you just took with your camera, causing you to meet his gaze. he smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “would you mind if i get your opinion on something?”

you just nodded, his beauty even more stunning up close. your suspicion about him being deep in thought was correct, because why else would he be asking you for your own opinion?

he took your nod as a go, and took in a deep breath before asking his question. “i’m a dancer and want to debut. i recently got scouted by this company and passed their audition. i want to say yes, but that means having to switch schools and living in a new city i don’t know. but, this is also an opportunity of a lifetime. do i do it?”

you took in his words as he spoke, playing with the strap of your camera. when he finished speaking, you took a second before responding to the beautiful stranger. “are your parents okay with it?” he replied with a ‘yes’. “then go for it! it might be a different setting and scary at first, but in the future it will definitely be worth it.”

your smile was all the reassurance he needed to chase after his dream, returning your soft smile and thanking you for listening to him. “thank you, thank you so much.” and with that, he got up and ran from the sunflower field, never to be seen again.

well, or so you thought. it was the second day of sophomore year when you were sitting in your class, and you sat bored in your seat in the back of the class. you played with your pen between your fingers, attempting to pay attention to the teacher in the front going over chapter one of a book you fell asleep reading last night. the session was disturbed when the door creaked open and entered the boy you never thought you would see again. you thought he would just be another beautiful stranger you occasionally thought about until he eventually left your mind, never did you think he’d be your new classmate.

the beautiful boy bowed as he spit out apology after apology, scanning the seats for an empty one before his eyes landed on you. a shy smile spread across his lips as he noticed your familiar face, being told by the teacher to pick a seat and ultimately taking the one two rows in front of you. throughout the rest of the class, you would sneak glances at him and he would pretend to grab items from his bag just to look at you for a split second. who would’ve thought you’d meet that same boy you met in the sunflower fields yet again after a couple of months?

at the end of class, you quickly gathered your things and tried to rush to the cafeteria to get food for your first meal of the day. but before you could even leave class, the boy approached you and greeted you kindly.

“fancy seeing you here.” he joked, a bright smile on his face.

you looked up at him, returning his kind smile. “nice seeing you again, sunflower boy.”

he let out a laugh, adjusting his bag on his back. “do you have lunch now? or class?” he questioned, watching you toss a notebook into your bag and zip it up.

throwing the bag over your shoulder, you readjusted the strap as you responded. “i have lunch. you?”

“me too.” he asked if you wanted to eat lunch together, and just like that you both ate lunch together everyday.

he told you all about himself, including his name which suited him perfectly: ji changmin. you both became inseparable, your peers even thinking you both were a couple at some points. both of you denied it, of course. just two strangers who became friends by fate. you would come visit him at his company sometimes, even bringing him and some other trainees snacks or dinner. whenever there was a busking for them, no matter how late in the night it was, you always showed up. you cheered on his dance skills and were his biggest fan. sometimes, you’d tease him and ask for his autograph and he’d happily oblige. and when he wasn’t busy at the company, you would have little friend dates at the movies or even at that same sunflower field where you found each other that day.

his feelings for you hit him like a zur be Dcea ton of bricks one night as he danced his heart out during a busking event, noticing your big smile and hearing your cheers echo into night between his graceful moves. as he and the other trainee, juyeon, finished their final dance of the night, he thanked everyone surrounding them and automatically ran up to you. you started saying how well he did until he cut you off, grabbing your wrist and dragging you down the bright streets. you asked him what he was doing, but his laughter wasn’t of any help as you followed him down a familiar road. you saw the sunflower field in view, wondering why he’d take you here at night.

“changmin, i swear if you don’t tell me-“

he cut you off mid sentence as you both stood in front of two benches, the field behind both of you. “i like you, a lot. more than a friend should. if that makes you uncomfortable then i’m sorry but i just wanted to let you know.”

you let out a laugh, shaking off his grip from your wrist and cupping his cheeks in your hands. “about damn time, ji.”

that night you both started dating, no one surprised in the slightest when he would hold your hands in the hall or wrap his arms around you lovingly. when school was finished, you spent more time than ever at the company and even met more trainees that came and went. you got along with twelve others in the company, meaning you got an invite to movie nights with them more often than not. sure, they’d make gagging noises at you and changmin being all lovey dovey but they loved you nonetheless.

one night as you sat on top of the kitchen counter awaiting the popcorn to finish in the microwave, eric, another trainee and the youngest among everyone, accidentally let something slip.

“i’m excited for our debut next year!” he exclaimed in conversation, a childish smile on his face.

you cocked your head to the side, unsure of what he meant. “what do you mean? you were told a date?”

his eyes widened as he opened the microwave to take out the popcorn, knowing he said something he shouldn’t have. “did changmin not tell you?”

as if on cue, your boyfriend walked in with an empty plastic bowl and a smile on his face. when he noticed eric’s worried face, his smile dropped and he shuffled over to the youngest to ask him if he was alright.

“you didn’t tell y/n about our debut?” he asked him, taking the bowl from his hands and pouring the fresh popcorn into it.

changmin sighed, looking between you both and running a hand through his hair. “not yet, i was going to tell them tomorrow.” he walked over to you, grabbing your hands and rubbing small circles into the back of it. “i’m sorry, i was waiting till our picnic tomorrow but-“

“i’m not mad.” you laughed, bringing his hands to your lips and pressing a kiss to one of his knuckles. “it’s about time!”

that’s when he, and eric, told you all about their planned debut for the end of next year. everything was an estimate, but it was still so exciting to everyone.

junior year started, news of changmin potentially debuting soon circulating quickly amongst everyone. multiple people would come up to you, asking questions and some even asking if he was single. in which you reassured them he wasn’t, and that you both have been dating for several months. but hearing that news didn’t stop some people from trying to get with him. it would occasionally make you jealous, but you tried to not allow it to. because at the end of the day, he was your boyfriend and made sure everyone knew about it. hell, he even walked around with polaroids of you both in his phone case and wallet. he wouldn’t want anyone else- only you.

the school year closed quickly, and time seemed to flash by. when your one year was approaching, you both made plans to have a picnic in the sunflower field and have dinner afterwards. you arrived five minutes early, waiting on that same bench for your lover. seconds turned into minutes. minutes turned into an hour. changmin wasn’t normally late, so this made you assume it had something to do with the company. but after two hours passed and no word from him, you got irritated and walked home. you stopped at the convenience store down the road from the field, picking up some food for yourself and sitting outside at one of the tables to enjoy the breeze.

changmin, on the other hand, was running at lightning speed to the field with his hands clutching onto the basket he had prepared full of snacks and food. he had gotten stuck in a meeting, being told everything about his debut. he had no access to his phone whatsoever, and throughout the meeting was anxiously glancing over his manager’s head to see the time. as soon as they were all dismissed, he ran out to the waiting room, grabbed his basket, and ran to you.

you watched from a distance as you saw him run up the path towards the field, to you you were assuming. you let out a chuckle, shaking your head and stuffing more kimchi into your mouth. if he knew he was going to be late, he could’ve easily texted or called like he had before. so why didn’t he? your slight jealousy was starting to get to you again, and you hated it.

when he didn’t see you at the benches, he pulled out his phone and dialed your number. when it rang once and was sent to voicemail, he quickly called again. and again. he ran down the path, looking around and seeing you at a table staring at your phone, declining his call. he let out a sigh and ran over to you, apologies spilling out at a rapid pace as he sat across from you. you just continued eating, not paying much attention.

“are you hearing me?” he asked, reaching over and placing his hand on top of your arm.

you looked up at him, annoyance evident in your eyes. “you seem to always be late to our dates lately. and this was our one year so i thought it’d be different, in a good way at least.”

“i got stuck in a meeting. we were getting the rundown about our debut. it’s at the end of the year, we even have a date!” he said happily, rubbing circles into your arm. “i’m sorry, i didn’t even have access to my phone. but i’m here now. and i’m even taking off tomorrow, so i’m all yours tonight and all day tomorrow.”

you started packing up your food, shoving it into a bag and standing up. you started walking home before changmin stopped you, turning you around to look at him. “baby, please don’t ignore me. it’s not my fault-“

tears stung your eyes as you looked at his feet. “i know it’s not, i’m just scared.”

he raised a brow, unsure of what you meant. “what do you mean? scared of what?”

your eyes looked up to meet his, and your tears spilled down your cheeks gradually. “of losing you. what if you decide you don’t want me anymore after your debut? or you find someone else? or-“

he cut off your sentence with a passionate kiss, your lips synching together perfectly. your tears smeared against his cheeks, his fingers uplifting your chin and his other hand holding you against his body as it wrapped around your waist. in this moment, the world felt like it froze. like it was only you and your boyfriend.

he pulled away after a solid minute, resting his forehead against yours but remaining eye contact with you. “there is no one else made for me but you. you’re all i want and all i need. i’m not going anywhere. not now, not on december sixth, not after that-“

“december sixth!?” you screeched, pulling away with a big smile on your face. when he nodded, you jumped up and down in place and hugged him tightly.

you may not have had the same classes as changmin your senior year, but your lunches did match up so it was still somewhat good. you took advantage of seeing him during that hour, knowing it wouldn’t continue to be the same after he debuts. your jealousy eventually faded, the secureness of your relationship with changmin overpowering the negative thoughts you may have had. and soon enough, december sixth rolled around.

you were present at their debut showcase, even skipping classes that day to make sure to get a good seat in the crowd. as changmin appeared on stage with his other members, you couldn’t help but swipe a few tears from falling. two years ago, you met him as a stranger in a sunflower field. now, you were watching him debut with his closest friends as his significant other. changmin saw your smiling face accompanied by your loud cheers and chants for the group, getting more energized for the performances to come. he made sure to wave to you before stepping off stage, feeling butterflies erupt in his stomach from his overflowing love for you. when a manager brought you backstage to him, you both engulfed each other into the tightest hug and didn’t let go for what seemed like eternity. you spilled how proud of him you were, and assured it would only get better from here on out.

and right you were because at almost five years after debut, he was succeeding in ways he had dreamt of and spilled to you about. as the birds chirped outside and the shadow of the sunflowers from his vase on his dresser caught your eye on the wall, you sighed happily to yourself as your eyes got heavy once again.

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