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If you're still doing the little prompt game maybe Hongseok or Jaeyoon and baking cookies? 🍪
“Cookie Monster”
~Pairing: Hongseok x gn!reader
~Genre: Rotten Fluff. Established relationship
~Words: 0,8K
~Warnings: mention of food, pet names, one little (and very subtle) suggestive thought- Sorry if there are any mistakes!!
a/n: Hi Anon! Thank you so much for the request! Sorry for the wait, I hope you like it. I ended up writing about Hongseok because of his love for Cookie Monster lol. Plus, I missed writing about Pentagon!!
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Hongseok likes your cookies.
Ok, maybe 'like' was an understatement. He LOVES your cookies.
He loves them so much, that even on a strict diet, he'd ask you to bake him the most diet-like cookies you've ever seen. You weren't sure if oats and bananas mixed together counted as a cookie.
He would brag to the other members that your cookies were the best in the world, but at the same time, he wanted to gatekeep, eating all of them before the members could get a taste. This was why you called him your cookie monster.
y/n 💕- Hey cookie, could you pick up a bag of chocolate chips on your way home pls?
hong 🍪- Sure honey. I'm on my way
y/n 💕- Thanks, you're the best 🫶
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When Hongseok reached home, you had already put all the ingredients in a bowl and had the oven on for preheating. Coming from behind and wrapping his arms around your waist he announced "I'm home. With your choco chips"
You spun around and wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking him on the lips. "You're a lifesaver, thanks babe. Now put those muscular arms for good use and help me hand mix these, please." You both chuckled as he moved to the toilet to wash his hands.
This wasn't the first time you baked together, but for Hongseok it always felt like it was. The domestic scene of you preparing trays with a baking sheet while he hand-mixed the cookies made his heart swell. He hoped that things would stay like this in the future.
When he was done you moved to get two ice cream scoopers so you both could scoop the dough into balls. Looking at the dough it was tempting to eat a little, but Hong refrained from it, remembering about the flour and raw eggs. When one of the trays was full, you moved it to the oven, while Hong kept on scooping the rest into the other tray until the dough ended.
With all the cookies in the oven, you're able to finally give attention to your boyfriend
"How was your day handsome?" You said handing him a cup of lemonade and sitting by his side on the sofa
"It was good. Went to the gym, had a shower there, and then I went to my mom's house. She wanted help with building a new cupboard she bought. The manual was really confusing..." You let him ramble about how his day went, but couldn't help but daydream about him. He was the perfect boyfriend. Caring and sweet, he liked pets, he helped his mom a lot... He even helped elderly people! You once saw him helping the old lady from the floor above you, by carrying her groceries from her car to the elevator.
"You're not listening to me"
"I am baby" you responded quickly
"Yeah sure, what was I talking about?" he smirked
"Oh well! let me check the cookies!!"
He laughed at your antics as you sprinted to the kitchen.
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When the cookies were done he helped you put them over a grid to cool down. You pulled out a pretty paper box and covered the bottom with a cute paper towel.
Hong extended his hand to grab a cookie but you were faster, grabbing his wrist
"Babe, these are not for you" You said while trying to contain your smile
"What!? Are you kidding me, sweetie?" He said incredulous
"These," You began sorting them out while checking if any of them were damaged "are for Shinwon! You bragged so much about my cookies that he asked a box of them for his birthday!" You said with enthusiasm even though your boyfriend glared at you.
"Really? Shinwon? Can't believe my baby tricked me into baking cookies for Shinwon" he said sulking
"Oh come on Hong! We made them together! I bet they taste amazing with all the love we poured into it!"
"Whatever... You're lucky I love you. Tricking me like this..."
"Let me make it up to you" You said wrapping your arms around his waist, which he quickly reciprocated by wrapping his own arms around your shoulders.
"Yeah? What will you do about it?" he said smirking, which received a light smack from you
"You dirty. Let me cook for you. Dinner's on me tonight"
"Ok sweetie, I'll be expecting a full-course meal! And cookies"
"Don't worry my sweet cookie monster, It'll be the best you've ever had!"
And even though you promised to make dinner, as the sweet gentleman he is, helped you prepare the food. Indeed the best thing that ever happened to you was Hongseok.
Extra: Shinwon liked the cookies so much that he talked about them for a whole two weeks, making all the Pentagon members crave them. All of them asked you to bake them some cookies (without Hongseok knowing since he would steal them), and even Yanan made you promise to bake him some when he came back to Korea
#pentagon#pentagon scenario#pentagon imagines#pentagon scenarios#pentagon fluff#pentagon x reader#hongseok x reader#hongseok imagine#hongseok scenario#hongseok fanfic#hongseok
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When He Forgets Your Birthday ~ Pentagon Reaction
Jinho:
You could see the smile on Jinho’s face dropping as soon as he watched you walk in from work with several present bags from your colleagues in your hand.
“Oh,” Jinho whispered, with the penny dropping straight away as he read the print that was on the bags, scratching nervously over the top of his head, “Y/N, I don’t even know what to say.”
“It’s fine,” you replied, although your voice let you know that it was far from fine for you.
You placed the bags down, hearing Jinho stand up from the sofa. “I’ve bee so busy with work that I completely forgot what day it was today, time’s just ran away.”
“I don’t need to hear any excuses Jinho,” you told him, turning around to face him. “Luckily the guys at the office gave me a great day at work to celebrate my birthday.”
“There’s still a couple of hours left in the day today.”
Your head shook as Jinho tried to dig himself out of the hole he’d dug himself. “I’m not interested, my birthday has been and gone now I’m home.”
“I promise that I’ll make this up to you,” Jinho called out to you.
“You’ve got a lot of making up to do.”
Hui:
Your head shook as you arrived home to see decorations up around your apartment, with a pile of presents stacked up on the coffee table from Hoetaek.
“Happy birthday,” he weakly smiled as you walked in, watching as you took in Hoetaek’s attempts to make up for the fact that he had missed your birthday that morning. “What do you reckon?”
“How long did it take you to put this together?” You quizzed, knowing how last minute it was.
Hoetaek walked slowly into the room as you sat down in front of your presents. “Not too long, I did actually have your presents bought a few weeks ago.”
“You just somehow managed to forget the actual day of my birthday then?” You asked as you picked the first of the gifts up whilst Hoetaek sat down too.
“I didn’t forget, it just slipped my mind.”
Your eyes rolled as Hoetaek tried to put a positive spin on things. “You can put it how you want, but this doesn’t mean that I’ll just forget.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to either,” Hoetaek assured you.
“It does make my day a little better though.”
Hongseok:
A loud shriek came from you as you walked into your apartment to several people cheering, looking around to see the place completely packed out.
“What do you reckon?” Hongseok asked as he walked over to you in between the crowd, throwing his arm around your shoulders to pull you in.
“When did you plan all of this?” You asked in reply, shaking your head in disbelief.
A chuckle came from Hongseok at the expression on your face, “it’s been planned for a few weeks but I don’t know how I managed to keep it quiet.”
“I thought you’d forgotten,” you whispered, having spent all day with Hongseok with not a single mention of your birthday, despite the hints you dropped.
“I would never, ever, forget your birthday.”
Your hand hit gently against Hongseok’s chest, “I can’t believe you pranked me, I was ready to come home and ignore you tonight.”
“You can’t sleep, you’ve got a party to attend,” Hongseok teased.
“This could be the best birthday ever.”
Shinwon:
Your smile was wide as Jinho and Yuto both walked towards you, handing two cards across to you as soon as you walked into the studio behind Shinwon.
“Happy birthday,” Yuto grinned as you tore open the card that he gave you, flickering your eyes across to look at Shinwon who was stood just beside you.
“Yeah, happy birthday,” Hongseok added, almost as if he was driving the knife in.
You could see the realisation in Shinwon’s face, watching his hand scratch over the top of his head. “Are you alright?” Wooseok asked him, noticing his face.
“Y-yeah,” Shinwon stuttered, although as he looked to you, he was far from fine. “I completely forgot,” he whispered so that none of the others could hear.
“I already figured that one out this morning.”
A sigh came from Shinwon, “I don’t even know what to say right now, even the guys remembered and somehow I forgot Y/N.”
“I don’t know what to say either,” you admitted with a shrug.
“I’ll fix this, I promise.”
Yeo One:
A sigh came from you as you noticed Changgu hovering around as you packed up your bag ready to head out to work and try and make the most of your day.
“When will you be home?” Changgu asked, his voice quiet as he tried to get a response from you without upsetting you even more than he already had done.
“I don’t know, I think I might see a few of the others at work,” you calmly replied.
Changgu’s head nodded, not surprised by the fact that you would probably be home late. “Have you got plans with some of your colleagues to celebrate?”
“Yeah, at least they remembered,” you told him, unable to stop yourself from getting a dig in, “at least I’ve got something to do to celebrate, right?”
“Your friends are always so good to you Y/N.”
You quickly nodded in agreement with Changgu, “it’s nice that they remember things about me, things that maybe a boyfriend should.”
“I probably deserved that, didn’t I?” Changgu shrugged back to you.
“Yeah, I think you probably did.”
Yan An:
Your head shook as you arrived home, you knew exactly what Yan An would have been up to during the day, and what you saw definitely didn’t disappoint.
“Happy birthday,” he laughed as he saw that you had arrived home, hoping to see a smile form on your face too, only to be left by a look of disappointment and sadness.
“Do you think all of this makes up for the fact that you forgot?” You honestly asked him.
Yan An’s head shook as he realised that he was still in a bit of a hole with you. “I’m trying here Y/N, surely you can at least try and appreciate that much from me.”
“I know,” you sighed, taking a good look around the room, “maybe it’s me, maybe the thought is just lingering in the back of my mind looking at this.”
“Can you try and forget? Just for today at least.”
Your head nodded slowly back at him, “I’d like to at least try and enjoy the rest of my birthday and maybe talk about this tomorrow.”
“I’ve put a lot of effort into this,” Yan An tried to get you to see.
“I can tell, it looks good.”
Yuto:
As your phone buzzed yet again, Yuto’s eyes stared across at you, almost irritated that your breakfast was being interrupted again by notifications.
“What on earth has been going on with you this morning?” Yuto quizzed, resting his head into his hand. “Have you got some problem at the office that is making your phone pop?”
“Not quite, I’m just replying to a few friends and family,” you subtly explained to Yuto.
His brows knitted together as he still struggled to figure out what was going on with you. “Why are they all messaging you at seven in the morning?” He added.
“Really?” You asked him, almost in disbelief. “Sorry to get in the way Yuto, I’m just replying to the people who have remembered that it’s your birthday.”
“Your birthday? Of course, I know that’s today.”
Your head shook straight away at how panicked Yuto sounded. “Don’t even try and pretend, you’ve forgotten my birthday, haven’t you?”
“Y/N, I’m sorry,” Yuto hastily told you in an attempt to lessen the damage.
“I can’t even believe you right now.”
Kino:
The day was as usual for Hyunggu as he arrived at work, taking a seat with the rest of the boys as they began to prepare for another day of rehearsals.
“Did you spoil Y/N this morning?” Hongseok asked as Hyunggu sat down beside him, “I did send her a text this morning to wish her a happy birthday, but she's not replied to me yet."
“Happy birthday?” Hyunggu asked him in surprise, looking around at the other members.
Hongseok nodded, as did several of the other boys too. “I haven’t got the wrong day, have I? Y/B/N is Y/N’s birthday, isn’t it?” Hongseok quizzed, looking around too.
“Yeah, it’s definitely Y/N’s birthday today,” Changgu agreed, watching the expression on Hyunggu’s face drop the more the realisation began to sink in for him.
“Have you forgotten Y/N’s birthday Hyunggu?”
His eyes looked around in panic, “I really need your help,” he asked of the other members, trying his best not to get too flustered.
“How could you ever forget Y/N’s birthday?” Yuto asked him in surprise.
“I don’t know how this has happened.”
Wooseok:
You hung back from Wooseok as he began to walk upstairs to bed, with you following behind, making sure that there was some distance between you.
“I’m sorry again,” Wooseok told you once he reached the top of the stairs, turning around to watch you walk up the final couple, keeping your eyes looking down away from Wooseok.
“I get it,” you replied, stepping to your left as you began to head to the spare bedroom.
Wooseok knew it was coming, but it didn’t stop him from feeling guilty still. “Are you sure that you don’t want to sleep in our bedroom? The spare room isn’t great Y/N.”
“I just want to sleep alone,” you replied, carrying on walking to the left. “I might as well just to finish off what’s been the worst possible birthday that I could have had.”
“I told you that I’d try and fix this Y/N, and I will.”
Your eyes finally looked across at Wooseok, “you can try and fix this, but that doesn’t change the fact that you ultimately forgot my birthday.”
“I’m sorry it’s been so bad,” Wooseok told you as you opened the door.
“Bad doesn’t even come close I’m afraid.”
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#pentagon#pentagon imagine#pentagon reaction#pentagon scenario#pentagon reactions#pentagon scenarios#jinho imagine#hui imagine#hongseok imagine#shinwon imagine#yeo one imagine#yuto imagine#yan an imagine#kino imagine#wooseok imagine#jinho#hui#hongseok#shinwon#yeo one#yan an#yuto#kino#wooseok#pentagon drabble#pentagon one shot#pentagon fluff#kpop#kpop imagine
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Fatigued (PENTAGON: Hui)
after a quick look at my last fic post, i realized that it's been a little more than a year since i last posted any original thing from me lmaooo
i still have an unfinished vampire!wonho fic but i keep getting stuck cuz writing smut is haaaard. so since i have downtime from our workshop i decided to finish this, so i'm sorry if it seems like the ending is rushed. this one is still super tame compared to the others i have mapped out (as far as angst goes, this is not the heaviest one lol) so i hope y'all look out for those
PAIRING: Hui (Lee Hoetaek) x gn!reader. GENRE: fic, general, angst. WARNINGS: vampire!au—contains mentions of blood. WORD COUNT: 1,697.
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Hoetaek closes the door to his apartment quietly, slinging the strap of his crossbody off his shoulder and carefully setting it on the floor of the entryway before toeing off his shoes. In his other hand he holds a rectangular insulated bag, small enough to not be conspicuous, but big enough to fit his refills if they’re packed right.
It’s the first time he’s come home to his apartment in a week, cooped up in his studio composing songs, fixing demos, struggling with lyrics. It was only the notification from his phone reminding him of his appointment at the hospital that got him to get up and fix the clutter around the room.
Now he tiredly carries the insulated bag into the kitchen, propping the fridge door open with his leg and opening the zip of the bag carefully.
The blood bags are carefully packed into the container—enough for around two weeks. Hoetaek doesn't need to feed often (he's gotten a good handle on his thirst throughout the decades), but he still regulates his feeding times so he doesn’t burn through them all in one sitting. Before he holed himself up in the studio, he made a point to stock his body up on nutrients so he didn’t have to bring any bags to clutter up the mini-fridge there.
Hoetaek sighs, blinks hard a few times to clear the daze out of his eyes so he can store the bags properly at the back of the fridge, but giving up quickly. He’s dizzy, sleepy, bone-tired, and frankly a little smelly from working non-stop these past few days. Before he passes out from exhaustion, he decides to just dump the refills onto the only empty space near the front of the fridge. A nice, hot shower and a soak in the bath is in order.
He dumps the now empty bag on the countertop and makes a quick stop to the bedroom to fetch his towel, before heading to the bathroom. Along the way, he taps on his phone with one hand, typing out a quick text to you.
Hey, honey. I'm back at the apartment. Gonna take a quick shower, but you can come in anytime.
Hoetaek leaves his phone on the counter top, and inch by inch relaxes as he settles into his bath time routine.
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The bath is steamy when he finishes an hour later, refreshed and ready to take a much-deserved break. He whistles as he pads barefoot to the bedroom to change into the soft and comfy pajamas you gave him recently. When he finally finishes dressing and doing his minimal skincare routine, he steps out to the living area and sees you seated on the small couch.
“Oh, hi, babe! Didn’t hear you come in.” A lie. He heard it loud and clear when his phone buzzed on the counter midway through his shower; heard the quiet thud of the door and the lock fastening on the latch when you came in; heard the shuffling of your feet as you walked around the apartment in your house slippers; heard you rifling through the kitchen and the fridge looking for food or something to make a light meal with because he knows you like cooking for him after he’s had a tough day at work.
Cat’s out of the bag, as far as Hoetaek is concerned—you definitely saw the blood bags in the refrigerator. He is just delaying the inevitable at this point, refusing to acknowledge that he knows about your discovery and the worried and suspicious look on your face as you sit in silence.
“Yeah, I got in around fifteen minutes ago,” you say. He notes the way you twiddle your thumbs in your lap, looking away quickly to make a beeline to the kitchenette. It’s clean, just the way he left it an hour before, with no signs of anyone attempting to cook anything. Hoetaek figures you were too shaken by what you saw and gave up trying to whip something up and pretend everything is fine.
It is with a quiet resignation that he reaches into a cupboard for an opaque mug and rummages in the fridge for a blood bag, keeping his back towards you to hide him unscrewing the stopper and squeezing out the thick liquid into the mug. “Are you hungry? We can get something delivered,” he calls out, drowning out the sloshing sounds of the blood pouring out from the bag. Once he’s filled the mug almost to the rim, he screws the cap back on with practiced ease, licking his fingertips clean before stowing it back in the fridge, just on top of the pile.
Hoetaek hears you stand and pad all the way to the counter separating the kitchen from the living area as he looks for a reusable straw in one of the drawers, plopping it in the mug. “No, I’m good,” you say. The sweet taste of A-positive soaks his tongue as he takes a sip and he sighs in relief. He takes another drag through the straw before turning to face you, that worried look still on your pretty face. “Just…”
Your nails nervously tap on the faux-marble countertop. “Are you okay, Hoetaek? Are you sick or something?”
He holds the cooling mug tightly in both hands, shrugs. “What do you mean?”
You worry your bottom lip between your teeth. “I… I saw blood bags. In the fridge.” And then you start rambling. “I was just looking for something to cook for you because I know you’ve been at the studio working the whole week and figured you might want a salad or noodles or something. I didn’t mean to see—they were just there and I thought it was a pile of, I don’t know berry flavored jelly, I guess? But then I flipped one over and realized it’s blood and it had the label and everything, so I freaked out because how did you get that much blood and what are you gonna use all of it for?? Now, I’m concerned and worried and just a little bit freaked out about this whole thing.” Your fingers continued tapping a staccato rhythm as you talked, and finally still when you stop to catch a breath.
The mug almost falls out of Hoetaek’s hands as he regards you with shining eyes. He’d been lying to you, keeping such a big part of himself a secret from you for years. He can tell himself that he did it to protect you, to keep you away from the uglier side of him, but that’s not the whole truth. The fact of the matter is, Hoetaek is just scared; he is scared that you’ll just run off when the truth comes to light and he doesn’t think he can handle that.
The vampire sets the mug down on the counter next to the refrigerator, the contents well out of your sight, before standing in front of you. He lets the marble island between you act as a barrier, even as he takes both your hands in his. His thumbs smooth across your skin, teeth biting at his lip as he tries to find the right words.
“Babe… Thank you for worrying,” he finally starts. “But you didn’t need to. I’m not sick, although I know you get concerned that I’m too pale sometimes, but that’s just because I’m cooped up in the studio a lot.” He chuckles, and sees a corner of your mouth twitch upwards. He takes a deep breath before continuing. “We’ve been together for almost three years. And considering that I plan to get on your nerves for the foreseeable future, I suppose I need to be straight with you.
“I’m…” He takes a deep breath. “Well, to put it simply, I’m not human. I’m a vampire and I drink blood. I was born in the late 1890s, but I’ve been 30 for around eighty years or so.” He watches your face, looking for any sign of disgust or apprehension in the lines on your forehead. “I know this is a lot, and I’m not expecting you to stay after finding out about all this. If you need a break—from me—I completely understand.”
Hoetaek squeezes your hands and is about to release them, but you tighten your grip.
“You…” Hui’s brows knit as he watches you struggle to find words. “I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” he replies quickly. “Take all the time you need.”
“No, it’s… I’m okay with it, I think?” You keep his hands in yours as you round the corner of the island to stand beside him. “I don’t mind that you’re a vampire, at least. I know I have questions, but I just don’t know how to word them properly, I guess?” The heat of your palms travels up as you drag them along his arms, across his shoulders, and stop to gently hold his cheeks. “I still love you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” you say. “I have no reason to stop loving you, Hoetaek.”
He squeezes your hands, knuckles white. “But…,” he whispers, voice breaking. “I’m not like you, I’m not human—I’m different… Does that not scare you?”
You look square in his eyes, searching for something in them, and then you slowly shake your head. “No. You’re you, and as far as I’m concerned, the only different thing here is that you apparently drink blood straight out of the bag. You don’t feel different, you don’t look or sound different. So you’re still my Hoetaek, right?”
Hoetaek thinks he could cry. It never crossed his mind that you would turn him away after baring himself—you have no bad bone in your body. But hearing you say so confidently that you still love him, that he’s still yours… made his long dormant heart almost beat again.
He surges forward and wraps his arms around your waist, buries his nose into your neck. (He is definitely not crying.) “I love you,” he whispers. “I love you so much.”
Hoetaek feels your head rest against his, your arms embracing him so gently, so carefully. “I love you, too. Always.”
#kdiarynet#uninet#universe net#pentagon#pentagon hui imagine#pentagon hui scenario#pentagon scenario#pentagon imagine#hui scenario#hui imagine#fic: hui#fic: mine#fic: not spicy#theme: vamp col
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Can I get a fluffy Kino confession scenario with prompts 30, 58 and 61b please :D
Hey best friend, thank you so much for the request. I really hope you love this! <3
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i know a lot of people don’t ask for him but i really want to see something for hui. i know everybody says he’s “old” and stuff but he’s just soo fine. I’m requesting a long spicy and suggestive one shot of him with fem!reader. I’m fine with smut aswell. You don’t have to do it if you aren’t comfortable. thank you for your time!
Me and you under
pairing: hui x reader
pronouns: none used but reader is slightly fem-coded (calling hui oppa)
genre: heavily suggestive/smut, fluff sprinklings
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT PLEASE!!!
tw/tags: teasing, light d/s dynamics, oppa kink, kisses, making out, oral (reader receiving), fingering, non-explicit description of sex, lots of noises
wc: 1383
summary: everyone knows hoetaek is sweet on you but only you know how sweet he can be when the doors are closed.
a/n this took a little longer to write than expected because my condition hasn't been good but tysm anon for requesting! As a casual fan of pentagon, I can definitely agree that hui is a fine, fine man. Happy reading!
To most people, Hoetaek was a perfect sweetheart.
Your doting boyfriend sported pea coats that always almost ended up draped over your shoulders with coos of “Aish, my jagi needs to bring a warmer jacket next time.” (Spoiler: you never do). And his wire-rimmed glasses that would constantly slip off his nose, leaving you to fuss and push them back up for him.
He didn’t even need to be prompted to do aegyo to cheer you up or get you to smile. Seriously, this grown man. But you loved him for it. You couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.
Because Hoetaek was the perfect sweetheart and completely soft for you but in the privacy of your bedroom, in moments when he felt a little restless, when you got a little needy, he became someone else entirely.
“Ah, ah, ah don’t be shy with me now.” He murmured.
His voice, which you absolutely adored, would drop just a little lower and take on a sing-songy quality that had you hooked on every word.
The first few buttons of his shirt have come loose, courtesy of yours truly, and you’re treated to the way the veins on his neck become prominent, how his adam’s apple bobs, his collarbones sharp and chest heaving slightly. You feel a little crazy, wanting to reach up and touch. But you can’t.
“You’ll behave for me right?” His breath ghosts against your ear, dragging his lips against these sensitive shell ever so lightly.
You inhale sharply and nod. He chuckles, keeping you pinned against the mattress. Hoetaek wasn’t particularly physically imposing but there was a certain glint in his eyes that made you feel small in all the right ways.
“Words, jagi.” You both know he isn’t asking. It’s a demand, quiet and firm and boiling hot in your stomach.
Hoetaek can play the game for hours. And it doesn’t help at all that the way he looks at you leaves you breathless, words almost like air when you manage to produce some.
“Yes,” you exhale shakily as the look in his eyes grows darker.
Then he smiles, not the cotton-candy sweet kind that you get from him on a regular day, no. It’s almost too sweet, saccharine and sharp around the edges.
He leans forward, soft and deadly like a viper about to strike and coos condescendingly.
“Let’s try that again, shall we jagi? Will. You. Behave. For. Me?”
Each word he drags out, voice hitting you like a mallet wrapped in plush cloth, tender and dull but impactful. You can’t control how your breath hitches.
“Yes, yes.” Every limb goes pliant as he looms over you.
Hoetaek firmly grasps your chin so that you’re forced to look at his face as he presses further.
“Yes, what jagi?”
He watches as you weigh it out in your mind, letting the game drag out longer and giving into him. Well, he’s feeling a little impatient today.
Without warning, he drags a knee up, stopping short between the apex of your thighs. You get a little frantic but don’t buck down to meet it. Good. He’s not really in the mood to punish you today.
Rather he continues to hold your chin, letting his thumb drag over your lips.
“Say it,” he says almost like he’s taunting you. “You’re not getting anything till you say it. Address me properly, jagi.”
You look at him through your eyelashes, eyes just a little wet as you let your lips form the words.
“Yes oppa”
Hoetaek brings his knee all the way up, relishing in the way you gasp as he grinds it in. His hand abandons your chin to bury fingers into your hair while the other grips at your side, stroking teasingly over your hip bone.
“That’s right, jagi. Very good.”
He presses his body closer and you can feel him, hot and heavy and firm against you. His lips latch onto your neck, tongue trailing heat up and down your skin. You whimper.
You feel him smile against your skin. Kisses are pressed against spots that have you shivering. Hands encircle your wrists and press them firmly to the sheets. Finally, he claims your lips, your mind going completely blank. He tastes like a sweet addiction, melting into your bones and pulling them apart.
When he pulls away, you can’t help but whine, his eyes dance playfully but the glint remains. You know what you need to do.
“Oppa please.”
He soothes your pleas with soft lips, the corners quirking upwards as he pulls his knee away and you whine again. Hands squeeze your wrists once more as if warning them to stay in place before they move downwards to spread your thighs.
Your clothes fall to the floor, leaving you bare save for one of his oversized sweaters. He presses a kiss on your hip before mouth going lower and lower until his breath is warm against the place where you want his mouth the most, quiet, needy noises escaping you.
He can’t help but run a few fingers between your thighs. You’re wet and messy and wanting for him. A few strokes has you keening, trying your best not to jerk forward. You can only watch as he pops those fingers into his mouth, staring at you hungrily as he hums around them.
You can only spread your legs further as if to entice him to take his fill. He doesn’t react, warm, wet fingers coming to tease where you’re most sensitive.
“Now tell oppa where you want him, hmm?”
He stifles a laugh when you look at him incredulously before your cheeks tint even more and you quietly say it.
“Hmmm, I didn’t quite hear that, jagi.”
You say it again, louder and just a little more frantic in your desperation.
“Want oppa’s mouth on my…”
That’ll have to do for now, Hoetaek decides, unable to summon enough patience to wait for you to ask for it exactly how he wants it. You’re too tempting, all pliant and nearly bare beneath him.
The strangled sound you make still manages to echo through the whole room as he puts his mouth on you.
His tongue is criminal, lapping over places that blur your vision and leaving you wanting more. Your hips can’t stay still anymore, twitching nearly uncontrollably in a valiant effort to not suffocate him. Sometimes he stills, just humming and sending vibrations up your spine that drive you mad. His fingers sink into you, one, two, three, your eyes wet with tears as ecstasy begins to take hold.
Before you know it, you’re hovering in a haze of pleasure, creeping your way towards sweet, sweet release. The sounds that he rips out of you grow frantic, nearly begging. He knows your body well, much to your satisfaction and despair. There are some days where Hoetaek nearly tortures you, bringing you to the tipping point and drawing you back before you can fall over.
Luckily today is not one of those days. He finishes you off and you yell, his mouth flooded by your sweetness, smearing it over his lips and chin as he works you through. Your legs are shaky with exertion but you still call out for him to take his own pleasure.
Hoetaek won’t lie and say that he didn’t tremble a little as he sinks into you, watching in awe as you throw your head back and call out for him. He’s the desperate one now, torn between dragging it out while you’re sensitive or chasing his end after having his pants grow tortuously tight while he pleasured you. The latter prevails after you look at him with wet eyes, legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him into you.
His own groans are almost musical, pitch rising as he spills himself. Hoetaek is always so gentle with you in the aftermath. Hands guiding you into the shower to rinse off, a soft towel to wipe you clean.
Moments like this are your favourite, resting your head against his chest as he hums something softly while carding fingers through your hair. Skin against skin, you’ve never felt closer. Before you know it, you’re drifting off, his voice a soft echo at the back of your mind, letting you know how much he loves you.
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O students
pairing: kim seungmin x gn!reader
wc: 3,4k
featuring: han jisung, loona’s chaewon, the boyz’s eric, pentagon’s shinwon, sf9’s chani
summary: for two years, you considered seungmin as a rival, until his best efforts to befriend you didn't go unnoticed anymore
genres: hogwarts!au, rivals to friends to lovers!au, ravenclaw!seungmin, ravenclaw!reader, fluff
tw: swearing, a kiss
notes: moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet. reposting works from my old blog
order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix
networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @straykidsland @kwritersworld
tag list: @badwithten @soobin-chois @raethethey send ask/dm/cmment to be added!
It was common knowledge that Seungmin was an O student, and you weren’t so far behind. In the beginning of first year up until the end of second year, you were rivals. You were competitive and Seungmin was a pain. He wasn’t competitive as much, but he was better than you, and you couldn’t tolerate it. Fortunately, he asked if he could talk to you on the train to your third year and you’ve been a better person ever since; less competitive, more open and definitely more livable. Bonus, you became friends with him.
Your parents had pressured you into being the best student and it made you do and say things you regret, but Seungmin understood, which you were thankful for. They also wanted you to be a Slytherin, like them, but perhaps the Sorting Hat knew deep down who you really were.
Hogwarts had always been a second home to you. At all times, you felt cozy and relaxed despite the amount of noise and homework. Making peace with yourself made the whole experience ten times better.
The librarian came out of nowhere with an unpleasant look —the usual— and hissed to the whole library before storming out: “Pray that I won’t find out who damaged our copy of Important modern magic discoveries.”
You looked at Seungmin at the other side of the table and laughed quietly while he shook his head. You knew who it was, but you wouldn’t snitch on a fellow Ravenclaw. Especially not when he cost too much house points already.
Seungmin didn’t like studying in the Great Hall because it was too loud compared to the library, where the librarian never accepted any sound (whispers were worse than speaking out loud for her). The common room was okay, sometimes, but it was mostly a place to chill and read.
Moreover, he knew every inch of the library like the back of his hand, so he often helped restock and find books for other students if they looked lost. You found that admirable, knowing the librarian’s temperament. He didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, she seemed to respect your friend, value even.
“I can’t believe Jisung’s scared of acromantulas,” you blurted out of the blue, the last class of defense against the dark arts still fresh on your mind.
“Me neither. He does have one fear, after all,” he shrugged. As desperate as he was, never would he use this fear to ‘tame’ his friend.
You nodded, refocusing on your task at hand, when a tired-looking Chaewon sat next to you with a light thud. She sighed, pinching her nose bridge in annoyance.
“What’s wrong?” you asked, your voice laced with worry.
“I just tutored Heejin for transfiguration but she’s not making any effort.”
“She asked the professor herself, though?”
“Exactly! Ugh, why did it have to be me?”
“Ask the professor to change tutor,” proposed Seungmin.
“Already did, but she said I was the second best choice, the first being Hyunjin, and he’s already tutoring a Gryffindor.”
“Wait. You don’t have to actually meet up, right?” You were not going to let your friend have a hard time for basically nothing.
“I guess not…”
“Then just don’t. I’m sure she doesn’t even need the help.”
“You’re right, she looked jealous over the person that genuinely needed it,” recalled Seungmin.
“I guess she likes Hyunjin or something,” Chaewon shrugged.
“Poor girl. He’s never going to see her that way,” you shook your head.
“Shhh!” hissed the librarian behind you, making you all flinch. No one saw her coming back and it put an end to your conversation.
A few days later, in history of magic class shared between Ravenclaws and Slytherins, the professor monotonously recited his 14th century’s witch hunt lesson while some classmates were playing exploding snap at the back. Seungmin was, as usual, immersed in the lecture while you were trying your best not to fall asleep. Chaewon was diligently writing down notes two rows back, next to Hyunjin who gave up on staying awake a long time ago. You’ve never spent time with the Slytherin girl, but she was close to Chaewon. You could hear mini explosions and laughter from behind you, and if you weren’t so drowsy right now, you would’ve gone to see how the game was going.
After the class, you went to the courtyard during recess with Seungmin.
“I just don’t get why flying carpets are illegal, you know? They look so much steadier than brooms,” you sighed, sitting on the low wall surrounding the courtyard, your friend following you.
“I’d tell you the reason, but you know it already.”
“Yes, they have been defined as a ‘muggle artifact’ by the registry of proscribed charmable objects, so now they’re banned. But so are brooms! I guess the ministry had to choose, and made a huge mistake.”
“Why don’t you send them an owl to make a change?” Seungmin proposed, amused by your beliefs.
“Are you out of your mind? My dad works at the ministry, I don’t fancy receiving a howler during breakfast for my ‘disrespect of the wizarding law’, thank you very much.”
You visibly shivered at the thought.
“Would be fun to—” Seungmin started, but your attention drifted off to a guy standing on the edge of the fountain.
“Anyone want to do my history homework? I can pay,” proposed a fourth year Gryffindor, Eric if you weren’t mistaken.
Seeing you were about to get up to walk in the direction of the guy, Seungmin stopped you by tugging on your robe. “You’re not seriously considering it?”
“Why not? If he pays well, I can buy some books at Fleury and Bott this weekend,” you shrugged.
“I’ll buy you every book you want but please. Don’t do it, you already have a lot on your plate.���
“Aww. Do I detect worry? You’re so cute. Every book I want, huh? You can’t back down now!”
Seungmin grimaced a bit as he watched you excitedly walking to your next class. He sighed tiredly before joining you, considering Eric’s offer for a brief moment to buy those books. That would’ve been hypocritical of him to do that, so he kept walking.
He never regretted it because he could spend more quality time with you. His wallet though, it was another story.
Out of the books you acquired, there was the ‘Quintessence: A Quest’ charm book destined for the sixth year students.
Back to Ravenclaw’s common room that Sunday, you browsed through it while Seungmin was, no big surprise, working on assignments. Chaewon was with you two for a few hours, then decided to go outside, quoting her: ‘to enjoy the first warm day of the year.’
As you were turning the pages, a spell caught your eye. It was the bubble-head charm.
“I can’t believe that spell is too advanced for me,” you whispered to yourself.
Seungmin took a quick look at your interest and shrugged, saying, “it never stopped me.”
“Me neither. I’m just saying that it’s a cool spell that we should’ve learned already! How cool would it be to swim in the black lake for hours, meet the merpeople and the giant squid?”
“Y/N, let me stop you right there,” he said seriously, bringing a hand up. “The black lake is forbidden, please don’t do anything stupid. Jisung is already a pain for losing house points daily,” he requested, his eyes pleading.
“Contrary to what you may think, I didn’t get sorted into Ravenclaw simply because I like the color blue. I know how to stay out of trouble.” Seungmin gave you an unimpressed look. “Okay. Okay, I won’t enter the black lake. Promise.”
“Thank you,” he let out a relieved sigh.
“I’m still learning that spell, though.”
“Y/N!”
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“The library is like a second Ravenclaw common room at this point,” Chaewon pointed out, sitting next to you at a table attached to one of many narrow rows. “I’ve seen a majority of blue robes since I entered.”
“Can’t deny it,” you shrugged, amused, finishing a transfiguration assignment.
Your friend chuckled lightly, stopped abruptly when she heard a ‘shh’ from the end of the row —the librarian, no doubt— and sighed quietly. “I have five minutes to cry over my potions essay.”
“Already?”
Lunch time was about to end. Passing your own potions essay to your friend under her thanks, you packed up your things and waited for her to rectify a few facts on her parchment.
“I’m forever grateful,” the Ravenclaw girl said on your way to the dungeons, where you joined Seungmin and the Hufflepuffs.
“Come on Chae, we’re friends. I would lend you my essays anytime.”
“You’re the best Y/N!” Chaewon exclaimed, a pretty eye smile adorning her soft features, as she put her arms around one of yours.
Seungmin stood there, smiling to himself at the exchange, his eyes lingering on your face, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jisung. As you all entered the classroom, he nudged his friend.
“Is this a one-sided enemies to lovers au?”
He friendly slapped his shoulder and told him to shut up. Everyone around you both knew your past. It was quite the show.
“It’s so frustrating! He’s always ahead of me, no matter how hard I try to be the best,” you told your cousin.
It was about April of your second year. You had a cousin who was in his 7th year at that time. A Slytherin, too.
“You’re being too hard on yourself, Y/N,” he smiled as he put a hand on your shoulder.
Shinwon was always supportive and cheerful, despite your family motto (‘be the best in everything’). At seventeen, he already chose his path, his parents accepting it or not. Indeed, he wanted to become a healer at St Mungo’s and save lives. It was admirable, and you wished you were more like him.
“I know your parents are putting a lot of pressure on you, but you’re only twelve. Enjoy your school years, forge your own path, make friends and, more importantly, be happy.”
Those words actually helped you get through the end of your second year. Your cousin was now a healer at St Mungo’s as he dreamed of, and to honor his kind words, you were enjoying your school days as much as you could.
After potions, you got to herbology.
You’ve spent the two last classes learning the herbivicus charm, and Seungmin particularly loved it. All week, he practiced on the few plants in the common room, or the ones outside.
Herbology was one of your friend’s favorite subjects, he loved to take care of the plants, even outside of class. The professor let him water every plant in the greenhouses on weekends— to his request.
At lunch, you were eating with Seungmin, Chaewon, Jisung, his partner in crime and Chani. The latter looked around the table, stopped for a few seconds, then offered his hand over the table for Chaewon to shake. She confusedly did.
“Looks like we’re likely to end up together, this feels like a triple date.” Chaewon removed her hand from his under the protests and indignation of the five persons concerned. Chani put his hands up in fake surrender, “That was a joke, jeez.”
“Not very funny,” muttered Jisung before taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
“Don’t scare me like that again,” Chaewon glared at Chani, gently rubbing the hand that touched his own under the table.
He sent her an apologetic smile, and you were so immersed in their conversation that —you caught Chani’s red ears and how your friend’s features didn’t match her actions— you weren’t aware of Seungmin gazing at you, his brain going blank.
No thoughts, just your pretty eyes, cute smile and soft skin.
He snapped out of it when Jisung flicked his fingers in front of him. “You okay there, mate? Looks like you were daydreaming.”
Seungmin kicked him under the table —making him dramatically yelp in pain— and resumed eating his lunch in silence, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.
Actually, he had harbored feelings for you for quite some time, a few months before you talked out your rivalry. He never said anything, of course, by fear you would reject him or worse, end your friendship with him. He always did his best to hide his secret from everyone; that was until Jisung caught up.
During defense against the dark arts this afternoon, as Ravenclaws and Slytherins were practicing the twitchy-ears hex —and, therefore, the shield charm—, Jisung and his partner in crime were half-heartedly training, preferring taking their time to chat, glancing at Seungmin and you from time to time from the other side of the room. You were diligently practicing with Chaewon while Chani was with Seungmin.
The latter wasn’t fully concentrated though, often having the overwhelming feeling of eyes boring into him. He didn’t like that. It even made him mess up his shield charm, resulting in him feeling his ear twitch. He groaned, congratulated Chani and pointed his wand at his ear, whispering: “Finite.” Then, he hexed Jisung across the room when he wasn’t looking, his partner being confused because they wasn’t the one to hex him.
Meanwhile, Chaewon and you were pretty good at this so everytime one of you casted a spell, there was no difference. Both your shield charms were perfect.
“Almost would’ve liked to know how the hex feels,” Chaewon laughed during recess.
You were at the library, working on the herbology essay you got that morning, with Seungmin and Chaewon. Without a word, you put your wand out of your robe pocket, pointing it at your friend. She raised her hands to her ears, an unpleasant look on her face.
“I said almost! It’s quite irksome, actually.” You released her from the hex and she relaxed, quickly rubbing her ears, “Thanks.”
“My pleasure.”
Seungmin was lost in thought, thinking about how smart and talented you were. He had a stupid smile on his face until he shook his head and realized Chaewon was staring at him suspiciously. He coughed and got back to his assignment, not being able to fully focus.
He was losing control of his emotions.
That night in the common room, as you three were still working —uh, boringgg— on your assignments before dinner, Chaewon decided she had enough and preferred reading a romance book on her bed. She packed her stuff and went to her dorm, leaving Seungmin and you in a comfortable silence. Until Jisung entered the room, sneakily walking behind your backs at a safe distance.
He pointed his wand at your sleeves —they were a few inches apart— and whispered: “Epoximise.” He then fled out of the room like he was never here, excitedly thinking how his plan was working perfectly.
You didn’t notice for like twenty seconds, but when you moved your hand to write on your parchment, Seungmin’s left arm followed. You looked at each other in disbelief, raising your arms to see what could’ve happened.
Seungmin’s robe sleeve somehow merged with yours.
The sudden proximity —your pinky fingers touched a few times— embarrassed you for some reason, while Seungmin was a blushing mess.
“We should probably do something about that,” you finally say, gesturing to your hands.
“Right.”
“You should do it.”
“Yeah,” he murmured as he took his wand, “finite.”
“I wonder who did this.”
“I have an idea.” Seungmin looked upset, but you didn’t pry. “I’ll be back,” he said, getting up and leaving the common room in a hurry.
You took this time alone —well, almost, there were other Ravenclaws around— to think about why your cheeks burned as much as they did when your hands were touching.
You didn’t like him like that, right?
He was just a good friend you disliked before, who’s been nothing but sweet and understanding. A truly smart guy who, despite his gigantic love for academics and books, could always make time to help others whenever they needed. You loved that in him— wait.
No, no, no.
While you tried to convince yourself it wasn’t ‘love’ you were feeling, Seungmin was out for Jisung’s head. He found him on the spiral staircase leading to their common room, walking up in his direction.
“Jisung,” he shouted from a few stairs above him, startling not only the concerned, but a few paintings too.
“Oh, Seung, hey, how’re you doing?” he asked as he stopped in his tracks.
“What were you THINKING?”
Slowly walking backwards, Jisung started sweating, his friend’s anger intimidating him a little. “It wasn’t—”
“I know it was you, don’t deny it. I’ve felt you staring at me for hours today, I knew you were planning something.”
“I was going to say that it wasn’t meant to hurt you in any way, more like bring you two closer with a little push. I’m sorry.”
“I should hex you right now,” Seungmin huffed.
“Didn’t you already do in dada?” he raised a brow, crossing his arms.
“True. I guess we’re even, then.”
Jisung let out a relieved breath, “how did it go?”
“It was awkward,” he explained as they came back to the common room together, “and I won’t discuss this matter further with you. You’ve done your part,” he stopped to give the eagle knocker an answer to his riddle, “please don’t do anything else.”
Jisung nodded as he saw you were alone at the table, your hands in your hair like you were having a crisis. He excused himself before going to his dorm, while Seungmin sat next to you. “You okay?”
You shot your head up, using your hands to fix your hair. “Of course. Yeah. Totally.”
It looked like you were freaking out, which worried Seungmin, but he kept his mouth shut, gazing at your face. You finally looked at him and it was weird, your heart was still beating fast but you felt at ease. You managed to smile, losing yourself in his soft brown eyes.
“You’re really beautiful,” he whispered to himself but you heard it.
You blushed, your smile growing wider. “You’re beautiful, too.”
His eyes widened, his ears got red as he hid his face behind his hands.
Giggling, you gently took his hands in yours and brought them down, leaning towards him. You looked in each other’s eyes with adoration.
He slowly closed the gap between you in a chaste kiss. It didn’t last long, but it was sweet and made you all fuzzy inside. The euphoria ended immediately after a couple Ravenclaws cheered for you, though, but it was a nice feeling.
At dinner, Seungmin, Chaewon, Jisung, his partner in crime, Chani and you were all eating together, and you two lovebirds were holding hands under the table.
Jisung raised his glass out of nowhere, “I’d like to make a toast.”
“We’re fourteen,” Chani interrupted.
“Shut up and raise your damn pumpkin juice,” he cursed in a whisper, before smiling at his friends raising their own glasses —reluctantly or not. “To the new couple I helped”—Seungmin scoffed—“make happen today,” he announced as he glanced at you two, “next is your turn, buddies,” he added to the attention of Chaewon and Chani, who blushed hard.
“Cheers,” his partner in crime jovially said, before drinking.
“And when’s your turn?” Seungmin asked Jisung, murmuring over the table so he’d be the only one hearing.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that,” he murmured back.
After dinner, Seungmin and you were walking around the courtyard, holding hands and making heart eyes at each other.
“Remember when I decided to learn the bubble-head charm?”
“I don’t think I like what you’re implying…” he softly answered, already feeling anxious about your next words.
“It’s not that bad, I promise,” you giggled, “I learned how to make blue sparks too.”
You put your wand out and pointed to the night sky. Making the right hand movement, jets of blue sparks came out of the tip of your wand, illuminating the sky. “Vermillious,” you enunciated, adding jets of red sparks into the mini fireworks, creating purple sparks in the process.
Seungmin was amazed, it was such a mesmerizing view. His eyes fell on your face, and, at that exact moment, intently watching as your eyes shone and your smile held pure gratification, he knew why he loved you.
You were full of life, always by his side, a good friend and so, so beautiful under the multicolored lights.
thank you for reading! if you enjoyed, please let me know <3 and here's the masterlist!
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restlessmaknae's request event [guide]
Celebrating 6 years on Tumblr and a number of followers I thought I would never reach, I would like to repay you for your love and support in the form of a request event. Writing is a hobby of mine that allows me to escape, to push my boundaries, and to leave an impact on readers. Even if you crack a smile, laugh at the words or feel understood by them, I'm truly honoured that you've joined me on this journey. 💞
Now, onto the good stuff.
As voted by you, readers, in a previous poll of mine, you can request stories based on genres, settings, but you can also throw a prompt into the mix.
HOW DOES THAT WORK?
You send me an ask with a genre and/or setting and a certain idol in mind, but you can add a prompt from these lists as well (they might help with certain settings):
Prompt list #1: Enemies to lovers but one is injured
Prompt list #2: Prompts for ex-lovers
Prompt list #3: Sacred romantic moments
Prompt list #4: Hurt comfort starters
Prompt list #5: "I HATE YOU, BUT I JUST DID SOMETHING TO HELP YOU AND NOW I NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF" prompts
Here are some examples:
best friends to lovers with Jake (Enhypen)
prince!Intak (P1Harmony) in a fantasy kingdom
zombie apocalypse au with Serim (Cravity) + enemies to lovers
[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX)
[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers
[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers + murder mystery
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I don't write smut, and if I feel uncomfortable by your request, I have the right to reject it and not write it
Only member x reader/OC, no member x member stories can be requested (you can specify if you want a gender-neutral reader insert story, otherwise I write female!reader stories)
I decide on how long the story will be, but I plan on writing stories less than 5k for this event (so expect drabbles and one-shots)
There's no deadline by which I plan on posting your story, it depends on how much time I have beside my full-time job and how much inspiration I have for your requested story - so please, bear with me, I'll get around to it as soon as I can 🥰
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Morning~
~Pairing: non-idol!Jinho x reader
~Genre: fluff
~Warnings: food and college life
~Words: 422
~Summary: Waking up to that sweet smile is the best way to wake up... If it weren't just a dream...
a/n: Hi! I've been gone for such a long time so here's a little fic I had in my drafts to start fresh this year! Even tho it's short I hope you guys like it!
Here's a Scenario game! in case anyone is interested in asking for a prompt ~Foxy🦊
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Slowly you opened your eyes to the light coming from your windows. The curtains made the room bright but at least the sun wasn't shining directly on your eyes. Turning to the side you smiled. There he was, looking lovingly at you with a sweet smile plastered on his face.
"Good morning beautiful" he whispered
You smiled back at him and your hand instinctively went to his face, stroking his cheek and admiring his beauty when suddenly
Your alarm starts ringing really loudly, making you jump
You open your eyes and turn it off, looking at your phone and the empty bed. It was a dream... a really realistic dream, but... you don't know who the guy in your dream is. You got up and changed knowing you had to go to college
- - -
After your classes ended you decided to spend the afternoon with some friends to wind up. After all, it was Thursday, and every Thursday you guys went to a cafe close to your campus to chat and do some homework together
You sat on one of the tables to save it and also keep an eye on your bags while your two friends went to grab their drinks. You had told them about your dream on one of the breaks and they just laughed at your sad exaggerated expression saying that soon you'll find a boyfriend. It was a thing between you guys since you were all painfully single
When they came back to the table you went to the register to order your usual
"Hi! I would like a medium Taiwan bubble milk-"
You stopped mid-order staring at the barista you had never seen before in the store. What caught you off guard was that he was the guy in your dream
"Milk tea?" He questioned since you just stopped talking
"Hm, yes, milk tea... sorry" you laughed awkwardly as he smiled politely
When he was done with your tea he spoke up "Have we met before? Your face seems familiar..."
"I'm not sure but you seem familiar too" You smiled taking your tea. You wouldn't tell a stranger, even a really cute one, that he was in your dream and a really romantic one
"I'm Jinho... maybe we could hand out some time? I would like to know you" he said in a shy tone
"Yes!... that... would be nice" you answered way too fast for your liking
At least you would have news to share with your friends and who knows... maybe a boyfriend as well.
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When The Other Members Tease Him Because Of A Hickey ~ Pentagon Reaction
Jinho:
The snigger that came from his left had Jinho’s head turning straight away, catching the smirk that was plastered on Wooseok’s face.
“I really wish that I could tell you that you’ve got something on your neck, but it’s too funny,” Wooseok told him with his smile growing.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Jinho asked him, left unsurprised when Wooseok’s head nodded back at him. “Stop smiling like that, it was only an accident anyway.”
Wooseok held his hands up innocently, “you’re supposed to set an example to all of us.”
Jinho pushed gently against his arm, “maybe my lesson to you can be stop being so single and boring then maybe you can have enough fun to leave a bruise on your neck.”
“You can pretend that you don’t care, but I know that you do,” Wooseok told him, “you’re annoyed and embarrassed right now.”
“Just…let’s talk about something else,” Jinho tried to tell him, “I’m not sitting here entertaining your smug smile any longer.”
“Really? Because I was only just getting started.”
Hui:
His eyes looked across as a hand started messing with the collar of his shirt, looking inquisitively to what Hyunggu was doing by his side.
“Are you aware of this?” Hyunggu asked him, tapping against Hoetaek’s neck, only to see a genuine look of confusion staring back at him.
“See what?” Hoetaek asked, only to wish that he didn’t as Hyunggu turned him around and showed him what he had seen on Hoetaek’s neck as soon as he saw him.
A chuckle came from Hyunggu as Hoetaek realised, “are you really telling me that you had no idea?”
“I was running late this morning,” Hoetaek rushed, quickly beginning to panic, “I didn’t even look in the mirror this morning, just fixed my hair when I was running downstairs.”
“How?” Hyunggu asked him in disbelief, “does it not hurt? If I hit your neck, will I not hurt you if I catch over your bruise?”
“Try it and see what happens,” Hoetaek warned him, with Hyunggu quickly backing away. “You’ve got to help me try and hide it.”
“No way, this is well and truly your mess.”
Hongseok:
He didn’t quite know where to look, feeling Yuto’s eyes on him as soon as soon as he sat down, fearing what would be said as he looked at him.
“I thought it was wildlife outside last night the noise that was being made,” Yuto began, “but now I realise that it was humans instead.”
“I’m sorry,” Hongseok sighed, shyly looking away from Yuto’s eyeline. “I didn’t quite realise how loud the two of us were being until it was all a little bit too late.”
Yuto’s head shook as he stared at Hongseok’s neck, “at least it seemed like it was worth it for you.”
The corners of Hongseok’s mouth couldn’t help but turn up, “it was a pretty good night,” he admitted, catching Yuto’s eyes rolling out of the corner of his eyeline.
“Well, at least I’m not the one walking around with a hickey on my neck today,” Yuto smiled, “I’d rather be tired than this.”
“It’s not great, is it?” Hongseok sighed, knowing that the mark was slightly worse than he anticipated, “is it that obvious?”
“I mean, I wish you luck trying to cover it.”
Shinwon:
A smile appeared on Shinwon’s face as Changgu came towards him, drawn straight away to the bruise that was clear on his neck.
“What happened?” Changgu asked as he tapped over the spot, keen to know what Shinwon had managed to do to hurt himself.
“I slipped and fell in the shower last night,” Shinwon explained, his voice wavering slightly. “Took a bit of a knock against the side of the sink as I came down.”
Changgu’s eyes widened at his response, “has anyone ever told you that you’re a terrible liar?”
The smile on Shinwon’s face very quickly shrunk in size. “Is it really that obvious?” He quizzed Changgu, letting go of a sigh when his head immediately nodded back at him.
“I saw it before I saw anything else on you,” Changgu informed him, placing a sympathetic hand against his shoulder.
“Can you help me try and hide it?” Shinwon asked him, “surely there’s got to be something around here somewhere to use.”
“I think you’re a little bit too hopeful there.”
Yeo One:
He knew what was coming as soon as he walked into the room, hearing mumbles and sniggers come from every direction around the dressing room.
“Is Y/N aware that she’s marked her territory?” Hongseok asked him with a smile on his face, “are you aware everyone knows your hers?”
“Go on, laugh about it,” Changgu encouraged, wanting for them to get it all out of their system, “it’s hardly as if this happened on purpose, it was just an accident.”
The boys’ eyes all went wide, “at no point did it cross your mind that this might have happened?”
Changgu’s head shook in reply to Hongseok, “you’d all know if you had partners, but when you get lost in the moment it’s pretty difficult to remember any of what’s going on.”
“Don’t insult us to make you feel better,” Hongseok chuckled, “you’re the one walking around with a giant red bruise now.”
“Don’t remind me,” Changgu asked of him as he sat down, “I’ve not even faced any managers yet, then everything will go wrong.”
“You’re going to be in huge trouble for this.”
Yan An:
His body tensed up as soon as he felt Jinho moving around him, knowing exactly what it was that he was hinting at, wanting to push him away.
“You might need a darker foundation today,” Jinho jokingly told the makeup artist, “someone decided to give you more work to do.”
“Can you go away?” Yanan scolded, shooting a glare across at Jinho who strolled around his makeup chair. “You’re not helping anyone by being here don’t you know?”
Jinho shrugged in reply to himself, “I’m helping myself, watching this is fascinating stuff for me?”
Yanan’s eyes rolled in disbelief at how smug Jinho was. “As the eldest aren’t you supposed to help us in these situations, not walking around with an expression that I want to punch?”
“If you punch me, I’d probably have a similar bruise to you,” Jinho sniggered, “people might think that we’re twins.”
“Leave me alone,” Yanan cried out, frustrated that Jinho had an answer for everything, “your face is hard work for the makeup team too.”
“It’s still nowhere near as bad as your neck though.”
Yuto:
His shoulders dropped as the laughter picked up as soon as Yuto walked into the studio, carrying the elephant in the room on his shoulders.
“Do we need to ask you whether you enjoyed your night with Y/N?” Yanan asked him, “or shall we just let your neck do the talking for you?”
“We might have gotten a little carried away,” Yuto replied, with the other members scoffing, easily being able to tell just how much of an understatement that was from him.
Yanan couldn’t stop himself from taking a closer look, “Y/N really knows what she’s doing, right?”
“Hey,” Yuto sighed, hitting against Yanan’s chest. “I don’t mind you guys making fun out of me, but not Y/N,” he warned them all, quickly putting his boundaries down.
“It seems like Y/N can stand up for herself,” Yanan teased once again anyway, jumping back before Yuto could strike.
“She has no idea that she’s done this, and I’d like for it to stay that way,” Yuto asked, but heads shook all over the place.
“How do you ever expect us to keep this quiet?”
Kino:
Hurried hands tried to change Hyunggu’s shirt, doing so as a gasp came from beside him, not quite being sharp enough for Shinwon to miss.
“Looks like someone was busy last night,” Shinwon smirked, pulling Hyunggu’s collar down to check that he had seen what he thought he saw.
“Stop, I don’t want the others seeing,” Hyunggu panicked, readjusting the collar on his shirt to make sure that it covered as much of his neck as possible from the others.
Shinwon’s head shook in disbelief back at him, “did you forget that we had meetings all day today?”
Hyunggu’s head nodded in reply, “I completely lost track of the days, maybe that’s just what Y/N does to me. If I wear it like this, you can’t see anything on my neck anyway, can you?”
“No,” Shinwon told him, watching Hyunggu’s smile grow, “but, you do look like a right idiot wearing your shirt like that.”
“No,” Hyunggu groaned, his smile quickly dropping as he moved his collar around again. “Can’t you help me look normal Shinwon?”
“I can’t magic hickeys off I’m afraid Hyunggu.”
Wooseok:
The sound of Hoetaek laughing greeted Wooseok as soon as he walked into the dressing room, catching what was on his neck straight away.
“What do you call that shade of red?” Hoetaek asked him, tapping against his neck, “it’s the same colour that I want for my new phone case.”
“Shut up,” Wooseok scolded, knowing exactly what it was that Hoetaek was on about. “I’ve tried to cover it with makeup, and it was no good, I’m well and truly stuck.”
Hoetaek nodded in agreement with him, “who knew are youngest was getting so much action?”
Wooseok leant across and pushed against Hoetaek to try and get him to leave him alone. “Do you know how embarrassing the walk up here was this morning? Everyone was staring.”
“Can you blame him?” Hoetaek asked him honestly, “you would stare if it was someone else with a hickey, wouldn’t you?”
“Maybe,” Wooseok replied, not wanting to give him to Hoetaek, “but most people probably aren’t as stupid as me to do this as well.”
“Unfortunately, I think you might be right.”
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last date before wedding with ptg
warning(s): food and wine mentions
↳ jinho: helping him with a cover of a song for youtube and it’d be a pretty romantic song maybe ed sheeran thinking out loud or john legend or maybe something else like eyes, nose, lips and you wouldn’t realize that he got you singing. i don't think he'd post it and just want to save it for the two of you to rewatch. it wouldn’t matter to him if you were an amazing singer or not, just being able to share that moment with you would be enough for him. so, it would probably become a tradition where you'd rewatch the cover for every wedding anniversary, and maybe you would cover more songs together each time as a little segment on his youtube channel and the members would text him and tease him about it every time lol
↳ hui: i get the feeling that he would bring you to a really nice yet underrated restaurant where smooth jazz is played and people are allowed to go onstage and perform a song. both of you would have the biggest smiles on your faces because the date would be reminiscent of your first one. you'd end the date off with really good wine and of course, hui would go onstage and sing (he'd claim it as practice for your big day) and would leave the audience stunned by his amazing vocals. on the drive home, his hand would never leave yours and he'd probably fidget with your engagement ring with a huge smile on his face.
↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.
↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.
↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.
↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.
↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.
↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.
↳ wooseok: being the youngest, i don't think he'd plan everything out and would just go with the flow. so, i think wooseok would also enjoy a night in with you as your date, especially if it would be a rainy day. he'd go and get your favorite snacks and drinks the day before and would surprise you with everything. the two of you would spend the day watching movies, playing video games, and just enjoying the calm before your wedding day. somehow, you'd end up talking about some of your embarrassing moments early on in your relationship and neither of you would be able to stop laughing and maybe you'd each go through your camera roll and it'd be a really cute moment for both of you.
#this was so cute to write 🥺 sorry if some of them are similar. i tried to make them as different as i could but could only do so much when i#have writer’s block#pentagon#pentagon scenarios#pentagon fluff#ptg#ptg fluff#ptg imagines#ptg scenarios#pentagon imagines#hui x reader#jinho x reader#hongseok x reader#shinwon x reader#yeo one x reader#yanan x reader#yuto x reader#kino x reader#wooseok x reader
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Kinkmas - Day 9: Mirror Sex W/ Kino
Post Date: 9th December 2022
Content: Smut - Pentagon Kino x Reader
WC: 1K
TW?: Mirror Sex/ Praise/ GN - Reader has vulva/ Ass smacking/ SoftDom!Kino
Summary: You admire yourself so much in your reflections through the town’s windows, Kino turns this into something for both of your pleasures.
Masterlist Kinkmas Masterlist Prompt list
"Look how pretty these lights are," you excitedly squeal, pulling at your boyfriend's hand towards the lights from across the street.
"They're not as pretty as you," Kino cheekily replies, grinning madly as he watches the lights glitter in the reflections in your eyes, admiring how beautiful you really were.
But you weren't the only one admiring yourself, your eyes dropping to your reflection in the window, glowing with the Christmas lights around the town. How you love the reflection of you holding onto the love of your life's hand? How you admire how you looked in the outfit that Kino had picked out for you? And this didn't go a miss by Kino who watches you look at you both in the reflection, smiling to yourself.
Scoffing lightly, "So you like admiring yourself in your reflection, huh?" Kino asks, pulling you close to him, standing behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist.
He didn't know why but he was so attracted to the way you looked at yourself, smirking as he trails his hands down the contours of your body over your coat. The way you smile at him through the reflection when he trails soft kisses on your cheeks makes him think of many things, mainly about if you could admire yourself like this now, how could you react when you're watching yourself being sent to heaven and back when his tongue and fingers do the dirty work. Or even watching how your face contorts when his hips slam against yours.
And that didn't take long to find out at all. Ushering you home quickly, promising to take you out for hot chocolate and another light show, just so he could try his twisted little idea. Well, that's how he thought it would sound, but he wanted to try it, hoping you would be down for it too.
Getting through the front door, Kino struggles to keep his hands off of you, kissing all up your face and down your neck which makes you giggle, melting into his affection.
“What’s got you all excited, huh?” You squeal, trying to wriggle out of his grasp for a quick breather, and getting greeted by a lustful smirk on his face, the way he peels your coat off your body, throwing it to the side before directing you to the bedroom.
Sitting you down on the bed for the moment, he disappears and comes back holding onto your living room mirror, putting it up against the wall in perfect view of the bed. His hands attach to your body once again, inch by inch taking an item of clothing off your body.
“I wanna try something,” he almost growls when he talks, eyeing every bit of skin that was getting exposed to him every time items of clothing were getting removed, licking his lips in the process.
“What is it?” You reply in confusion, brows furrowed together as you’re pulled to cradle his lap, skin getting warm to the touch from excitement as your naked bodies press against one another.
Kissing all up your collarbone, he grips your ass tightly, peering around you to see how perfect you were from behind in the mirror, growling to himself, “You’re so fucking perfect, turn around and look at perfect you are in the mirror”.
Doing as he says, you turn your head, capturing yourself in your reflection on his lap, how the curves of your body are accentuated, smirking as you manage to get a glimpse of him looking at you too which makes your body shiver and goosebumps rise on your skin.
His fingers trail up your sides, watching how your face contorts in pleasure to his light touches, feeling you starting to get wet on his lap as his other hand trails between your legs.
“Let’s have some fun, shall we? But you have to keep looking at yourself in the mirror,” he whispers seductively in your ear, brushing a finger across your clit to make you react, pleased to see you bite your lip and a muffled whimper leaves your lips.
Nodding in reply, excited for what you’re in for, you turn around, taking place with your ass up in his direction whilst your chest and head buried into the sheets, turning it so you can still see yourself. Of course, you capture him biting his lip and smirking at your choice of position, happy that you read his mind.
Making sure to keep an eye on you through your reflections, he gets on his knees behind you and caresses your ass before slapping down hard on the one cheek, making you wince from the stinging sensation. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him, how his face contorts in satisfaction, how his dark lustful eyes never leave your body.
Teasing the tip of his cock at your entrance, he watches your face, plastered with a smirk as he slowly enters you, the pleasure making your eyes screw shut which makes him stop when he’s deep inside of you, “Keep your eyes open baby, look how pretty you are when you moan because my is cock deep inside of you”.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” he instantly adds when he sees your attempt to do as he says, his length sinking deeper into you after pulling out ever so far, making you whimper and quietly cry in pleasure.
Quickly, you were finding out that this may be your new favourite thing and Kino was all for it, being more vocal than usual with how he loves watching himself fuck you whilst you’re being pleasured like this.
It was a struggle, you had to admit, to keep your eyes open to watch yourself as your world is getting rocked, the pleasure being too much, and oh how hot your boyfriend was, his growls to accompany his also contorting face made everything a whole lot better.
“Look at you behaving so well for me, aren’t you so perfect? Look at yourself, you’re so perfect aren’t you?” He practically chants with each stroke he makes, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.
To add to it, he reaches under to circle your clit whilst he fills you up so perfectly, making you completely weak in the knees.
“Yes, Kino... So perfect... Fuck,” you cry out loud, trying your absolute best to keep your eyes peeled on your reflections despite how much he’s trying you.
Stopping momentarily to kiss down your back, and your shoulders, he whispers, “You are, you really are”.
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Pentagon reaction to you asking to tie a bow around it pt.2
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wanted to start doing fake texts as they are easier to do then writing full fledged fanfics and i’ve been busy with uni and work so please note fake texts are only open for now! i might open small headcanons later on when i get more used to my schedule!
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[4:58 pm] Time-stamp/ drabble
-pairing: changgu x gn!reader
-genre: fluff
-words: 494
-warnings: none
-a/n: This is something new and not out of my drafts!! I am still working on something new that's at 3k words, but I haven't gotten to the climax of the story yet, so stay tuned!!
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You were waiting at a cafe, staring down into your coffee cup. You kept putting off drinking your coffee. You didn’t want to leave the cafe yet, not when you hadn’t accomplished what you came here for. You looked around the cafe for him again, and he was nowhere in sight, again. It felt like you had been waiting all day.
He promised you he would be there, and yet again your coffee was growing cold with each minute. Your mind wandered to teh days where he was earlier than you, already ordering for you. When the two of you would play games on napkins, and would spend hours together. The way his eyes would glow as he spilled details of the things he loved, and how he listened to you when you would talk with him.
You looked out the window, it was still snowing. The snow covered the ground and only kept piling more and more. You had enough, that’s what you would tell him when he would arrive. If he would arrive. You ran your finger around the rim of your coffe cup, your face inbetween your hands. You watched the people in the cafe, the people in line for a quick drink, the people sitting down, weather they were alone or with other people.
You met the eyes of one of the guys in line. He was far back in it, and he gave you a soft smile. You smiled back, feeling a sense of warmth on this cold day. You continued to watch him from the corner of your eye as he looked around before making his way to you. He slid into the seat next to yours.
“All alone?” He asked you, while getting settled in his seat.
“You’re alone too.” You retorted to his rhetorical question. “What brings you here?”
“Coffee, you?” He looked down at your full coffee cup that hasn’t been touched since the waiter gave it to you.
“I wish I could say the same thing, but it looks like I’ve been stood up.” You looked out the window again, the sky looked a bit darker than before.
“I could make up for that absence.” the stranger said causing you too look back at him.
“You don’t even know my name, but you want to butt in on my date?” You smiled at him.
“Only if you let me. And my name is Yeo Changgu” He said. You thought about it for a bit and nodded at him. It didn’t seem too bad and it didn’t seem like your boyfriend would ever show up.
So you spent what felt like hours talking to this new stranger about anything and everything that came to mind. It felt like the early days. You didn’t know how this guy made you feel so comfortable around him. For a moment you could’ve sworn that you looked outside, and it was spring with flowers blooming around you and Changgu.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YEO ONE!
More birthdays to cum 🤭💦
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