#piwon fanfic
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10:49pm - late night calls.
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ idol!jiung x reader ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅
♡ genre/warnings: fluff inspired by late night calls mv ♡
♡ word count: 1,219 words
♡ summary: late night calls - p1h
♡ author’s note: just a short one i smashed out tonight bc choi jiung is so lovely and i am falling head over heels for the p1h boys ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ also pics cred to the lovely tumblr owners!!!
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“Jiung, sparkly heart shape, mouse emoji, is calling. Pick it up.” Siri’s automated voice filtered through your wired headphones, causing you to grind your skateboard to a halt. You hefted the newly purchased skateboard and rested it against your thigh, no easy feat.
Your heart thudded dully against your chest with a quickening tempo that exceeded the vibrations of your default iPhone ringtone. This was the first ever call you’ve received from your boyfriend of two months, and you were not sure how to act.
With the timidness of a baby mouse, your fingers tightly grasped your phone and swiped across the screen. “Hello?” You said, almost in a whisper, small and uncertain.
“Y/N? Ah, you picked up.” Jiung’s familiar voice sounded in your ears, as though he was standing right next to you. It wasn’t as clear and crisp as you would’ve liked though, as you could just make out the distant blares of sirens and car horns in the faraway background.
“Jiung. What time is it? Isn’t it late for you? Have you eaten? How was the show? What are you up to?” The questions tumbled past your lips before you had a chance to stop them.
“Woah, calm down.” Jiung teased, a deep chuckle drifting out of his lips, straight past your earphones and into your heart. You could almost feel the rumble of his chest as he took a second to compose himself. “Eager, aren’t we?”
“I mean,” You mumbled, more to yourself than to him. “It’s the first time we’ve called, after all…”
“That’s right, I didn’t think of that.” He replied thoughtfully. “Well, to answer your questions in order: it is currently 10:49pm, so not too late as we’re still adjusting to the timezones. We had galbijjim at this super popular spot in KoreaTown that was twice the size of any galbijjim I’ve ever seen in Korea and absolutely flooded with cheese. Oh, and the show was great, as usual. I’ll send you some cool videos of myself after this. And I’m not up to much. Some of the kids wanted to go for a stroll to get a glimpse of the New York night life, but I’m feeling pretty tired. Keeho is helping our manager with the logistics for our next tour stop. Theo is watching videos and being very loud, as usual. I’m just…”
“Where are you? Inside? It must be cold at night.”
“No. Yes? Sort of? Well,” You could hear Jiung’s soft grunts as he shuffled around in the background, getting comfortable. “I’m sitting on a windowsill. Trust me, it’s not as dangerous as it sounds. You know how in all those old American movies; the New York apartments that always have those tiny balconies with fire escapes? Yeah, I’m just sitting on that, getting a bit of the night air.”
“Wow, that sounds so cool.” You couldn’t help the wonderstruck grin that made its way onto your lips. “I wish I could take a photo of that.”
“Yeah? I’ll take a selfie and send one to you then.” Jiung answered.
“Or we could just video call?” You suggested, somewhat apprehensively.
“We could, of course, but that’s not as fun, is it?” Jiung countered, ever so gently, conscious to not leave you feeling rejected. “I’d love to see your pretty face and all, but I feel like the voice-only call is a lot more intimate, no? You can only hear my voice, and the rest is up to your imagination. It’s kinda romantic. Like a romantic late-night call.”
You nodded, cheeks reddening up even at the slightest things – like how he called you pretty, or how he was trying to create a romantic atmosphere for the two of you. The relationship was so fresh, and every little thing felt like it was big enough to make your heart pound right out of its chest. “Yeah,” You agreed breathlessly, momentarily forgetting that he can’t see you. “I guess it is.”
“So, what’s my girl doing at this hour?”
Your stomach did several somersaults, and you took a small breath to calm yourself before answering, “I’m at the Han River. It’s around noon, and I’m just practicing a bit of skateboarding before I meet my friends later. We’re going to watch a movie and hang out at a café. Oh, and I had kimbap for lunch. At the place you recommended!” At the mention of food, you immediately got excited. “It was so good! I had the tuna wasabi and special tonkatsu ones. And the kimbap ahjumma was so nice, she gave me a free drink!”
“Did she? I’m glad then. She probably knows that I recommended you – she’s always giving me free service when I go with the boys.” Jiung smiled at the thought of you visiting his favourite kimbap spot and happily eating your food. You were going around to the places he frequents in Seoul and leaving your mark there, making your own memories. It warmed his insides to think that when he got back, you could both visit those places together and create new, precious memories. “Oh, but skateboarding? Are you on your own?”
“Yup! I’m getting pretty good now, Ji! Not as good as you, of course, but I’m starting to get the hang of it.” You reported back proudly, grip tightening around your skateboard, pink and sparkly, just like the bows in your pigtails.
“I’m proud of you, but Y/N,” Jiung audibly sucked in a breath, “Isn’t that a bit dangerous? What if you fall? Who’s gonna help you up when I’m not there?”
You giggled in response. That was your Jiung, always poised to help you if you ever needed him and constantly ready at your beck and call. “I’ll be fine! I swear. I don’t even go as fast.”
“Okay, well promise me you’ll go slow and try not to do anything too crazy. I’ll teach you more when I get back.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” You smiled sweetly, gazing out at the serene view of the Han River, secretly wishing that your beloved was not on the other side of the world so you could share this view with him.
“Twenty more days, Y/N…” Jiung muttered, almost as if he read your mind through the phone. “Twenty more days, four hundred and eighty more hours, twenty-eight thousand and eight hundred more minutes, and way more seconds before I can see you again, my love. Just twenty days, but why does it feel so far away?” He said rhetorically.
“I know,” You pouted in response. “I miss you heaps, Ji.”
“Me too, baby. I promise when I get back, we’ll get – ”
“Pizza! There’s this new place in Itaewon I really wanna try.”
Jiung laughed heartedly. “Okay, we’ll get pizza in Itaewon, and go for a skate along the river. And have a ramyeon and kimbap picnic at the park for dinner. How does that sound?”
“Perfect.”
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Jiung: Sent a photo [11:17pm]
Y/N: I’ve seen this!! Woahhh Choi Jiung, are you Korea’s next Justin Beiber? [11:17pm]
Jiung: (¬◾_◾) I’m just cool like that. [11:18pm]
Y/N: I also saw you tearing up at the ending ment… [11:18pm]
Y/N: So precious (╥ ω ╥) [11:18pm]
Jiung is typing…
Jiung: Hey! I… I was just emotional, okay (｡>﹏<) [11:20pm]
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CHOCOLATE CAKE
genre. fluff. slight hurt/comfort.
warnings. exams/exam stress mentioned. crying. brief mention of drinking/partying. light profanity. food (cake hehe). mentioned that reader wears makeup. intak cheers you up!!
pairing. intak x fem!reader.
wc. 1.4k.
request. no.
a/n. for my kyo @blue-jisungs <33 ilysm and i'm so proud of you, ik you've worked so so hard <33
By the time your bus was almost to your stop to get off, the tears had dried on your cheeks. You felt absolutely exhausted, and there was nothing you wanted more than to get home and just sleep. Exam season was always stressful, but the past month had been a living hell.
You didn’t exactly do great on your midterms, despite studying almost every second you were awake. It frustrated you. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t seem to get the high marks that you strived so hard for. Your friends seemed to pass so easily, some of them not even bothering to study in advance. While they had all gone out drinking or partying now that it was the last exam day, you were prepared to study more tomorrow in order to retake exams next week.
You had cried all day— after one of your more stressful exams, after getting a bad mark back on an earlier exam, at lunch when your friends asked you how you had done. It was both embarrassing and exhausting. You were so, so tired.
You felt numb and mindless as you grabbed your bag and got off the bus. The air was cold and sharp, but the breeze was welcome. Even the shiver that ran up your spine as you stepped onto the pavement wasn’t a bother. It allowed you to breathe. The dark cloudy sky seemed to be mirroring your mood, and you found a small comfort in that.
You didn’t bother to knock or announce your presence at all when you reached your apartment. You didn’t have the energy to talk; your entire body feeling sluggish and slow as you dropped your bag on the chair and shuffled out of your boots.
“Fuck- Did I not set the timer?! No, no, it’s okay, it’s okay.”
The voice of your boyfriend startled you at first before you registered the familiar tone and relaxed, a whisper of a smile even playing on your lips. He hadn’t said anything about stopping by today, but given his love for surprising you, you should have expected it. You weren’t quite ready to show yourself to him, though, so you made your way quietly to the bathroom, still able to hear him talking to himself in the kitchen.
“Chocolate, chocolate… melt for… 30 second intervals? She likes chocolate- so 2 packets? Yeah.”
You wiped off any makeup that had survived your many crying sessions and washed your face of the tear stains and exhaustion of the day. Once you changed into pyjama pants and one of Intak’s stolen hoodies, you finally felt at ease. The weight of exams and the thought of retakes still looming over your head wasn’t something you could ignore, but just for tonight you willed your brain to not focus on it. Just for tonight, you deserved to rest.
You shuffled to the doorway of the kitchen, still trying to be as quiet as possible. Intak had his back turned to you, and didn’t notice your presence at all as he worked near the stovetop. The smell of chocolate cake and cherries reached your nose, and your chest felt warm. Intak always knew your favourite comfort foods and the best ways to cheer you up after a long day.
You didn’t realize until now just how much you had missed him. As you watched him scurry around the kitchen, completely oblivious to your figure in the doorway, you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face. You missed his hugs and his kisses. You missed your late night talks and when you would game together where he would let you win on purpose. You missed telling him how much you loved him and watching his eyes brighten.
Given how busy you were studying and preparing for exams, you barely had time to see him in the past 2 weeks. He would send you encouraging text messages in the morning, and you would text him during your breaks, but most of the time you had to keep your phone far away from you and on Do Not Disturb to keep your focus.
You missed him so much that it was almost hard for you to keep watching him silently when you knew that he would hug you as soon as he was aware you were there. But he soon turned around to transfer a bowl to the sink, and his eyes quickly met yours and froze. You watched as his mouth formed an ‘o’ shape before turning up into a big grin a second later.
“You’re back!” He chucked the dishes into the sink and practically ran over to you, capturing you in his arms and lifting you slightly off the floor. “I thought the exams would swallow you whole, I missed you so much.” He mumbled in your ear, prompting a smile to form on your face.
“Me too.” You sighed in content. The feeling of Intak’s arms around you was one of your favourites in the entire world. From how close you were, you could smell his woody cologne as well as his gentle natural scent peaking through. He hugged you tightly, swaying softly from side to side until you made moves to escape his embrace.
“One sec!” He rushed to the other room, coming back with a bouquet of pink and white flowers. “For my academic weapon of a girlfriend.”
You were going to protest about the academic weapon part, but with his cheesy grin plastered on his face as he held out the flowers to you, you didn’t have the heart to. You knew he wouldn’t accept any objection from you anyway. In his eyes, you were nothing less than perfect.
You ranted about the past week to him while he finished decorating a chocolate cake, discouraged by the fact that you would have to retake some exams. But Intak would only say how proud he was of you for making it through the stressful month.
“You worked really really hard, and I’m so proud of you, baby. The scores don’t reflect your self worth, okay?” He reassured you, pressing a kiss to your forehead after you had told him everything.
You wouldn’t have believed the words coming from anyone else, but he was your boyfriend and you knew he wasn’t even capable of lying to you (after all, he had tried in the past, and you had caught him every time).
Seeing Intak’s smile and hearing his words of encouragement gave you back energy for almost an hour, but you felt a crash of tiredness again once you settled on the couch with him to eat cake and snuggle.
“Don’t fall asleep on me yet. I’ll have to carry you to bed.” Intak joked, watching you sleepily blink with love in his eyes. Despite being worried about how hard you had pushed yourself, he knew the best thing he could do was just cheer you on and let you recharge with hugs. He wouldn’t care even if you fell asleep on his arm and it was sore for hours the next day.
“You’re comfortable.” You argue in a mumble, only melting into his arms more. You were practically a puddle on top of him— letting your entire body relax and trusting that Intak would let you sleep.
“My girl is that tired, hm? Are you sure you don’t want to go to bed?” He spoke softly, brushing your hair out of your face and making sure the blanket covered your shoulders.
“You’re more comfortable than my bed.” You whispered, already teetering on the edge of consciousness. You heard Intak scoff, and though your eyes were closed, you could picture his adoring smile perfectly. You were half asleep by the time his response fell on your ears, and entirely too tired at that point to comprehend his words. You smiled when you felt him press a kiss to your temple, and finally allowed yourself to slip away to your dreams after the long day.
With Intak by your side, the stress of your life seemed to lessen, and your mind stopped racing as much. You let yourself relax and just enjoy being with him, as if nothing else in the world mattered.
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sleepless ( yoon keeho )
keeho x male!reader
keeho helps his boyfriend get some sleep.
content : 0.5k words, fluff
"baby?" keeho called softly while stepping out of his shared bedroom. it was almost one in the morning, and he awoke to an empty space beside him instead of the boyfriend he'd fallen asleep with before.
keeho looked around the common room of his apartment before venturing into the kitchen. he finally saw y/n with a cup of tea in his hands, the male stopping in his tracks upon seeing keeho in front of him now.
"oh, hi," y/n said tiredly.
"no tea for me?"
"wha- no! i-.. you were just sleeping, and-.. babe.." y/n groaned. keeho laughed before turning the kitchen light off.
"relax, just teasing you."
y/n clicked his tongue at this before taking a sip of his tea. keeho took his free hand to begin leading him back to their room.
"couldn't sleep again?" keeho asked.
"mhm. i thought tea might help."
keeho frowned as he watched y/n take another sip, then setting it on the nightstand to get back into bed.
"do you want me to get the melatonin? i'm kinda getting worried.. you need more sleep, babe."
y/n shook his head and pat the spot next to him, waiting for his boyfriend to climb back into their sheets.
"let's just try falling asleep to a movie."
the corner of keeho's mouth tilted downwards. he decided to oblige and get back into bed, but he was definitely planning on keeping an eye on y/n's sleep schedule in the future.
"what do you wanna watch?" keeho asked as he turned their tv on.
"mm.. ponyo?"
keeho nodded, not surprised at the answer. after setting up the movie, he let his boyfriend cuddle up closer to him. their arms fit around each other, content and snug, while the beginning music of the movie filled their bedroom.
keeho's fingers drifted over y/n's skin softly, rubbing up and down his arm. he could already tell y/n was getting sleepy - keeho's caresses always seemed to lull him to sleep faster.
"keeho?"
"..go to sleep, y/n."
"you go to sleep."
keeho looked at y/n, giving him a side eye. "you're the one who has work tomorrow, not me," the former countered.
y/n frowned.
"what if i just call in sick?"
"..your choice, i guess."
despite the evasive answer, y/n could see the smallest grin twitch on keeho's lips. he laughed quietly and hugged him tighter.
"i'll be irresponsible and spend the whole day with you then."
keeho clicked his tongue at y/n in disapproval. y/n didn't mind though, especially when the other was still unable to shake his smile off.
"goodnight, keeho," y/n said while planting a small kiss on his cheek. keeho couldn't help but blush a little now.
"goodnight, love."
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Hands Off. — ♤
♡ dom!intak x fem!reader x keeho (??)
♡ genre: smut. strictly, mdni. (wc; 3.6 k)
♡ sypnosis: at last, it was time to celebrate p1harmonys debut anniversary. And what better place to celebrate than at a club with all the members? You were content with the idea, excitement creeping up on you as you began to pick out outfit options. Despite Intak agreeing to go to the club, he started to have second thoughts the moment he saw what you planned to wear. Would Keeho even be able to take his eyes off of you? Intak felt sick at the thought. When you saw his expression, you knew that it was going to be a long night . . .
♡ warnings: degration (whore, slut — etc), semi-public sex, pet names, rough manhandling, mean!dom intak, unprotected sex, hair pulling, marking (hickeys, bites, etc) humiliation kink, alcohol, public masturbation, jealousy, arguing between reader and Intak.
♡ song recs: All mine — brent faiyaz + The party and the afterparty — the weeknd. ✭
“Intak, what do you think baby?” You smiled, stepping out of your walk in closet and doing a small twirl for your boyfriend that sat on the edge of the bed.
Intak looked up from his phone, his stray blonde hair swaying with his abrupt movement. The moment he laid eyes on you, he traced every inch of your body, looking all the way down from your shoulders to your ankles. His face was rather emotionless, seeming unfazed yet different from his usual reaction of “that looks beautiful sweetheart”. Right now, he was just silent.
You stood still, second guessing your own outfit as you patted down your tight black skirt and top, looking down at your tall heels.
“You look nice baby, but, your skirt is a bit short, no?” Intak looked back up at you, making piercing eye contact as he stood up to spray some cologne.
“Oh…I don’t think so? I thi—“
“It was a rhetorical question. Your skirt is short y/n.” Intak glared back.
You rolled your eyes, expecting Intak to just brush it off and ignore it for the rest of the night. Yet, looking back at it now, you wish you had just changed to save yourself.
“Whatever tak, it’s not like anyone else is going to care, It’s just you and the members.” You fixed your hair, putting in your gold hoop earrings as a finishing touch. You admired the combination of all your jewellery one last time. You were confident with your outfit, you didn’t see what Intak saw so you didn’t feel the need to change. He’d get over it.
“You’re saying that like it makes the situation any better. Do you want me to remind you of what Keeho tried to do the last time we were at the clubs?” He questioned, a mild tone of aggression settling in his voice.
You groaned, sick and tired of how Intak brought it up every chance he got.
“He was drunk. He didn’t even do anything! Stop using it against him likes hes a bad person, tak. You know how much he apologised to me, and he still does.” You sighed, grabbing your clutch and waiting at the doorway.
Intak followed right behind you, grabbing his keys off the counter.
“Yeah, and he’s going to be drunk again today. What makes you think hes not going to tell you to suck his dick tonight either?”
Your eyes widened, staying silent as Intak looked down at you. He shook his head and scoffed, opening the door for you both, allowing both of you to leave the house and head to the clubs. You decided to not bring it up once again, not wanting to get him in a worse mood than he already was in. And so you got in the car, changing the conversation to a whole other subject.
. . .
You both arrived at the club with a whole new personality, pushing aside the previous discourse that happened at the appartment. You didn’t want to ruin the night for Intak and his friends, so you chose to stay quiet, sticking to Intaks side as you both walked in and saw the other members near a booth located to the left of the club.
You were greeted by the other 5 boys excitedly, all of them already on their second drinks.
“Sorry we were late! There was a lot of traffic” You smiled, squeezing Intaks hand tighter. He looked at you, going along with the lie.
Afterall, you didn’t want the members to know how Intak was nearly at your throat for wearing your ‘slutty’ outfit.
“No dont worry, it’s okay. We’ve got some drinks on the table, come on, we have the whole night ahead of us” Jiung added, signalling towards the booth where Theo and Keeho were pouring shots down each others throats like a couple. You laughed seeing them two, causing Keeho to notice and look up after hearing you.
He stopped immediately, making Theo’s head turn as he did a little nod of approval. Keeho on the other hand was still in his seat, looking you up and down briefly while Intak wasn’t looking. Once he made eye contact with you, you cocked your eyebrow, questioning his stare. Keeho could only laugh, putting his glass down as he finally spoke up.
“Dont worry Y/n, I dont plan to get that drunk tonight.”
Before you could respond, you noticed Intaks glare at Keeho, tension building up in the air.
“Yeah you better not” Intak smiled menacingly, seriousness evident in his voice. Keeho played it off easily, nodding and offering a drink to Intak as he sat down beside him.
You followed along, sitting on the other side of the table next to Jongseob and Soul who were too busy talking to each other about some game that you had no idea about. They were still the two youngest of the group, despite them both being legal adults now. They definitely still behaved like the two teenagers you knew before, and you loved that.
You turned your head back towards tak, who was no longer staring at you and instead was chatting to Theo and Jiung about their upcoming album. Intak was too immersed to notice you sitting there in silence, awkwardly looking around the club and trying to find somewhere to go to. The booth reeked of strong alchohol, and you would definitely be lying if you said it wasn’t starting to make your head hurt.
You excused yourself quickly, telling the others you were going to make your way to the bathroom, only to get up and go to the bar so you could get yourself a glass of sparkling water. Soon after, Keeho excused himself as well, saying he was going to the bar to get some more shots for the table; part of it being true. Truth is, he knew you were going to the bar, and he could easily tell something was off. He desperately needed to know why.
You sat down on one of the stools that was hiden by the crowd; trying to make sure you were as secluded as possible in the busy club, and ordered yourself a glass of water, resting your head on your hand ss you pulled out your phone and scrolled through your instagram feed mindlessly.
Within a few minutes, you were broken out of your trance by a quick tap on your shoulder, causing you to lift your head up to see who the person was.
“Can i sit here, y/n?” Keeho asked, leaning in to your ear to make sure you can hear him over the excruciatingly loud music.
“Of course Kyo” You responded, urging him to sit down beside you.
He quickly ordered himself a virgin mary and soon turned to face you, an expression of worry plastered across his features.
“Y/n, Is everything okay with you and takki? I know he’s an amazing person so dont get me wrong, but you look…how can I say this nicely…awkward? You aren’t normally like this,” Keeho questioned, cranking his neck slightly as he tried to read your face.
You were shocked at how quickly Keeho was able to read you, especially because you thought you were hiding it really well.
“I’m fine Kyo. Tak and I just got into some discourse before we got here, that’s all.” You took a sip of your water, breaking eye contact because of the discomfort.
“What was it about?” He immediately added on, his tone slightly changing, which took you off guard.
“Well, he said my skirt was too short. And I told him it wouldn’t matter because it was just going to be us and the other guys, and well..—
“He brought me up again?” Keeho cut you off.
“Yeah.”
“That fucking dickhead..God I dont know why hes making you suffer when it wasn’t even your fault. Look, I’m so sorry I got that drunk, I genuinely didn’t mean anything like that y/n.” He apologised profusely, once again turning pink from embarrassment.
You began laughing,
“Keeho, I know. I tried to defend you but hes super super sensitive about it for some reason, Maybe it’s because hes insecure” You quickly joked, making Keeho join in on the laughter aswell.
Before you knew it, conversation began another conversation, both of you spending a good 30 minutes just joking around with each other and talking about several different subjects. Now, this scenario would’ve been fine if it was just you two, but 30 minutes with two people missing from the table was more than concerning. Especially for Intak. And to make it worse, it was you and Keeho
who weren’t there.
Intak immediately got up from the table, anger building up at the pit of his stomach. He didn’t know what he’d do with you if he saw you with Keeho, and much to his expectation, there you were grabbing onto Kyo’s bicep while both of you laughed together away from the crowd. Intak somehow convinced himself that what you were doing with Keeho was intimate, and so he quickly approached you two, grabbing onto your arm harshly as he excused you and took you away before either of you could say anything in return.
Your legs tried to follow behind Intaks quick pace, dragging you through the hundreds of people that stood on the dance floor and infront of the toilet. The only place that didn’t seem to have a whole crowd infront or near it was the unisex bathrooms upstairs; hence being the place that you ended up being taken to.
As you quickly got barged into the bathroom, Intak let go of your arm roughly, making you stumble on your high heels as you straightened your posture. He locked the door and turned towards you.
“What the actual fuck is wrong with you?!” You yelled, finally gathering your composure as you stood tall.
“No y/n, What the fuck is wrong with YOU? leaving the table to talk to Keeho? God why can’t you just sit your ass down and not talk to that bastard? is it that difficult to not be a slut?” Intak retorted, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Why the fuck are you so insecure?! I don’t want Keeho for fucks sake! Maybe i should though because I know damn well he wouldn’t be this toxic and sick in the head!” You yelled.
And that’s where Intak snapped.
“Oh yeah? Maybe you should y/n. If im so insecure, why dont you just go suck Keeho’s dick then? Just go fucking do it if you want to that bad.” Intak unlocked the door and looked at you dead in the eye. He jerked his head, signalling you to go out, but you didn’t budge.
“I don’t want Kyo. I wan’t you to stop bringing him up every chance you get though. It’s getting repetitive and you’re seriously embarrassing yourself getting all pissy over him” you smirked.
Intak immediately shut the door behind him and locked it, going up to you quickly as he pinned you against the wall, his hand wrapping around you neck. Your legs gave out underneath you, letting you be dragged by him once again as you found yourself gasping for air underneath his touch. Yet…you disgustingly were starting to enjoy it.
“Maybe I should put you on a fucking collar and treat you like the bitch you are then, yeah?” Intak leaned into your neck, his breath fanning across your hot skin.
His words were starting to get to your head, heat washing over you, suddenly making your skirt seem tighter than it already was.
as his grasp loosened, you found yourself mourning the loss of his touch. You wanted to feel his hands all over your body, and you wanted to give in to him and him only.
Before you could say anything, your thoughts were immediately cut off by Intak scoffing.
“Actually…if you want to play like this, how about you call Keeho here? Let him watch you while I have you all to myself?…would you enjoy it you whore?” tak planted a kiss to your neck, tracing down a line with his tongue to your nape.
You whimpered from the sensation, a puddle of arousal lining your panties. Intak continued to lap at your neck as he slowly brung his hand to your waist and then to your skirt, putting his hand in your pocket as he grabbed your phone out.
He halted his kisses as he dialed Keehos number; bringing the phone up to your face as he put him on speaker.
The ringing of the phone was starting to get excruciating, and the wait was starting to get you impatient. Intak noticed the way you were rubbing your thighs together, and swiftly brung his free hand to lift your skirt slightly. The cool air hitting your core only aroused you more, causing you to suck in air from between your teeth.
With one last ring from the phone, you heard Keehos voice on the other side of the line.
“Y/n?? Are you okay? What the fuck is going on with Intak, are you safe?” Keeho hurriedly questioned, worry building up in his voice.
You looked at Intak dead in the eye as you opened your mouth to speak up. Right as you were about to say something, Intak pressed his thumb against your heat, taking you off guard and making you let out a moan instead of words.
Keeho went silent.
“Kyo….come up stares to the unisex bathrooms,—shit” you groaned, throwing your head back as Intak pressed his hand further into your clothed and throbbing pussy.
“Fuck, okay” It seemed as though Keeho got the memo, hanging up the phone abrputly.
Intak clicked off the phone and threw it to the side, not caring whether or not the hard tiles would damage your phone. He was clearly angry still, and you did not know what this would bring you.
Within a few minutes, You heard someone knocking on the door. Intak turned around and made eye contact with you, his piercing gaze sending shivers down your spine. He looked you up and down before sticking his tongue in his cheek, one of his signature memos he made when he was mad.
He swung open the door to see Keeho standing in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest as he ignored Intaks stare and instead immediately brung his eyes to you, slightly moving his head in a way to ask ‘are you okay’, you nodded.
“Is everything alright?” Keeho asked, Looking back at Intak while his voice dropped octaves.
“Everything is fine. Infact, more than fine for you. You can finally see your pretty y/n getting fucked just how you wanted. Isn’t that just fine, Yoon?”
Your eyes widened at the vulgarness of Intak. You had never seen this side of him, and weren’t even sure what to think of it anymore. Setting your thoughts aside, your mind started whirring as you wondered what tak meant when he said something about you getting fucked infront of Keeho just like he wanted?….Was this something Keeho had mentioned before? You definitely didn’t remember him saying that when he was drunk.
“What?” Your mouth gaped open, wondering what Intak meant.
“Oh? I’m guessing Keeho didn’t tell you what happened just last week then, no?” He responded, looking in between you two as he let out a snicker.
“Well y/n. I’ll do him the favour. Pretty boy Keeho here was on the phone talking to one of his friends when I overheard him saying he would enjoy watching you get fucked. word for word.”
You couldn’t believe your ears.
“To make it even better, he was sober. Isn’t that just enlightening y/n?” Intak said as he approached you slowly, making his way to your back.
Keeho shut the door behind him as his gaze dropped to his feet.
Intak’s hand wrapped around your waist, the other snaking around your neck once again as he tightened his grip, He bent down till he was right next to your ear.
“Why don’t we give him what he wants baby?”
And that was all it took for you to surrender to his touch.
Keeho found himself on the other side of the room, Sitting down on top of one of the counters as he finally found the courage to look you dead in the eye once again. And there you were, giving yourself in to Intak’s harsh touches, His hands toying with the hem of your skirt.
While Intak teased you, you made sure not to break eye contact with Keeho. You needed to see his reaction. More than anything else right now, you needed to know whether or not Intak was serious.
In just a short few seconds, you found Intaks hand unzipping the back of your skirt, causing it to drop and pool around your tall heels. You were now standing bare infront of Keeho and Intak, your panties being the only thing that covered your pussy.
Slowly, taks hand traced down, his fingers latching onto the top of your panties as he brung them down along with your skirt. His fingers slid down your cunt ever so slightly. You were yearning for his touch, his cold and big hands making you buck in to them as your eyes shut tightly.
“Ah, slow down sweetheart.” Intak whispered, breathing on your collarbone.
He dragged his long fingers down your pussy, bringing them up and down as you began to shake from his light touches. He was going to drag this out as much as he could.
“Please…Do something Takki…Need you so bad” You moaned, resisting the urge to rub on his hand like a bitch in heat.
“As you wish my love” and without a second thought, He began to slide his two fingers into your puckered hole, causing you to arch your back into him as he stood behind you. You sucked your breath in, your hands finding refuge on Intak’s neck as he stretched you out oh so sweetly.
“Fuck, so good” You whined. He begun to speed up his movements, his hand gathering your heat and pushing it deep into you. You could only moan at his swift movements, your body feeling to weak to press into him further. With your remaining energy, you opened up your eyes to look at Keeho, who was now slowly palming himself over his black jeans.
The sight was exotic and undoubtedly turned you on more, you found pleasure in being someones muse.
Consequently, you started to get close to your high. The feeling of having Intaks fingers plunging in and out of you while Keeho started to get breathless from looking at you was for more than you could take.
“Shit—‘m gon cum” you groaned, tightening around his fingers.
“Pretty lady wants to cum? cum for me sweetheart”
You didn’t need him to repeat his words, you immediately found yourself cumming around his fingers, your heat dripping out from between your thighs. You moaned loudly, sweat now gathering at your forehead.
“So good for me…all for me” Intak smiled, pushing his fingers into you one last time as he pulled them out with a slight ‘pop’, a string of arousal connecting his digits with your glistening pussy. You felt bare without his touch, but you didn’t have enough time to think about your loss as he brung his fingers up to his mouth, swirling his tongue around them as he swallowed your cum that had gathered on his fingers.
“So fucking sweet”
Your legs felt weak as you watched him lick every last drop of your arousal off his fingers. You craved for more, and so you asked him for more.
“Fuck me, Intak.”
And thats all it took for him to start unbuckling his pants, dropping them to the ground as his pants joined your panties and skirt that remained on the floor. You felt his hard dick press up on your ass, making you flinch slightly as he positioned himself to your dripping hole.
“Might sting a bit sweetheart.”
“Give it to me tak.”
With a slight groan, Intak begun to slide his length into your pussy, causing your hot body to latch onto him and suck him in tightly. Within the corner of your eye, you continued to watch Keeho palm himself, his breath getting caught in his throat every now and then. He looked so hot, his siren eyes staring deep into you.
Intak slowly pulled out, only to push straight back into you and press right into your gummy walls.
“Fuck, so tight baby” Intak groaned, resting his forehead on your shoulder as he continued his momentum.
You could do nothing but whimper, feeling the overwhelming heat of your previous orgasm creep up on you.
“Shit, god you feel so good” You muttered, trying to gather the energy to speak up.
Your second orgasm washed over you with no warning, causing you to tighten around Intaks dick as he groaned, reaching his own high.
“Gon cum, where do you want me” Intak grunted, pressing into your cunt one last time.
“Cum in me—please”
And then you felt hot spurts of cum pour into you, his white liquid filling you up. He fucked his cum into you harshly, making sure to breed you well.
As both of you finished, you both tried to catch your breaths as you completely forgot about the existence of Keeho. Your mind was too fogged to remember how he watched the entire thing go down, and right as you were about to say something, Intak spoke up.
“Got what you wanted, pervert?”
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P1Harmony
Y. Keeho ✉️ ✩°｡ (2)
Choi Taeyang…
Choi Jiung…
H. Intak ✉️ ✩°｡ (3)
Haku Shota…
K. Jongseob ✉️ ✩°｡ (2)
⬐ ⋆𐙚₊— OT6
Bf!Piwon
Cuddling HC’s
Piwon being jealous
When they have a crush on you
Showering w Piwon (ex Jongseob)
Their reaction to being bitten
Reaction to you wearing something short
Morning cuddles w Piwon!
Their reaction to you being jealous
Piwon after an argument
Piwon as classmates who have crushes on you
⬐ ⋆𐙚₊— Hyung-Line + Intak (MDNI)
NSFW HC’s
Reacting to you being a virgin
Fav sex position HC’s
Eating you out HC’s
How vocal they are in bed
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would u ever write what cuddling with the members is like?
⋆.⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ p1h cuddle headcannon
ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ lowercase intended, send in your requests
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『yoon keeho』
keeho always finds a way to be touching you—be it with his knee touching yours while sitting, his fingers lightly caressing your hand, etc. it doesn't come as a surprise when you find out he is a cuddler. even when the two of you aren't actually cuddling, he's still got his foot touching your leg, or his hand grasping yours. the time he craves your cuddles the most is when he's back from tour. he's so touch-deprived and cuddling with shota and intak isn't the same as you :(
『choi taeyang : theo』
a little shy about it. he doesn't want to admit that he likes being cuddled. it takes some time before taeyang's open about the idea, and even then it's a little awkward at first. one day you suggest cuddling him, and his knees go weak. poor baby was too embarrassed to ever ask you. tries to be sly about it, but he fails cause you see the redness of his face when you prompted him with the question. not to your surprise, it ends up being less awkward, and both of you love it. taeyang always locks the door before you cuddle, as he doesn't want the members to see, leaving jongseob and soul to sleep on the couches.
『choi jiung』
a literal koala. both in public and behind closed doors, he is all over you. he isn't too affectionate with his members, so it gave intak whiplash seeing jiung be so touchy with you. why isn't he like that with him?! jiung physically cannot sleep without having his head tucked into your neck—so tour is hard for him. he's quite literally addicted to you.
『hwang intak』
loves cuddling, but my god is he a sweat box. y'all fall asleep fully-clothed and cuddled beneath the blankets, and wake up with the blankets on the floor, intak without a shirt, you without pants, and the only thing in contact is your head on his arm. as hot as he is normally, when he's sick he craves more attention which means more cuddles which means more sweat! you just gotta deal with it at this point.
『haku shota : soul』
shota doesn't initiate it, but he doesn't mind if you ask. the most he'll ever do is rest his head on your shoulder when sitting next to you, or hold your hand when laying down. he isn't scared to do it, he just wants you to make the move so he knows you're comfortable with it. eventually, he'll rest his head on your shoulder when going to sleep, and when you turn and wrap your arms around him, he understands just how okay you are with it.
『kim jongseob』
the two of you have never slept in the same bed, but have had multiple naps together on the couch. taeyang and keeho (& sometimes intak) refuse to let you both be in a room by yourselves, much less share a bed. most times, jongseob is laying between your legs, with his chest on yours. by doing this so often, you've created a habit of playing with his hair, and he's not complaining. jongseob gets a little shy when the older members notice you two cuddling, but he gets at keeho and intak for not having partners to begin with.
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p1harmony and their kinky-haired girlfriends
a bit niche, but the reader(y/n) is typically portrayed with eurocentric hair(which isn't bad!), so when this idea popped into my head yesterday I just HAD to indulge it as a kinky haired girl myself <3
Keeho
metaphorically falls to his knees whenever you come home from the salon
"oooooh girlllllll-" [immediately starts screaming with you]
will take a million photos of you because he's lowkey obsessed with everything that you do with your hair
don't know what style to do next? don't worry, he has a photo album in his phone that's kept track of every hairdo you've ever had, in case you want to try something new or return to a previous look
he WILL lay your edges better than you. and he absolutely slays the swirls that he likes to put in them
matching silk bonnets!!!
if you own any wigs, HIDE THEM if you're watching reality tv. Keeho will otherwise run to grab one while you watch the kardashians just to up the sass level
in all seriousness you guys love acting a fool in your wigs. bob-offs are a monthy endeavor
Theo
wash day connoisseur
he's taking off work. he doesn't care
knows it's a whole process and wants to help in any way he can because he's not very good at braiding or styling kinky hair
makes it into a spa day so you don't stress
has the leave in conditioner-water-gel combo DOWN and takes his time sectioning your hair so the curls define just right
loves talking to you like you're in a salon and he's just the hairdresser trying to get to know you(it's his sneaky way of checking in on you)
will complain/be sad when you say you're getting a new style in because he gets so attached to the current one but he immediately forgets the old one the minute you come home with something new
Jiung
LOVES braiding your hair. you'll actually quit going to braiders yourself in favor of staying home and binging your favorite show while jiung finishes your ends for you
in fact, if you teach him to cornrow, he will be OBSESSED with braiding cool shapes on your head in case you ever want a badass protective style
he finds it very therapeutic and loves being close to you for prolonged periods of time, bonus points if you fall asleep. he will simply die if you do that
has a playlist just for times like these </333
late night trips to the beauty supply store! because he didn't get enough rubber bands and wants to finish your hair TODAY
Intak
LITERALLY falls to his knees whenever you come home from the salon
"okay okay, this is my favorite look on you" he has said this every time
enamored and cannot stop staring at you
pictures of you allllll over his social media, he's basically a fanpage
wants you to braid his hair so bad, and when you do you both know he looks so goofy but it's adorable
"do you need anything from the beauty supply store? I'm on my way home from work right now"
oiling your scalp is his job(he won't let you do it because he knows how relaxing it is when you don't do it yourself)
he is so focused. and it is SO cute.
Soul
matching hair!!!
no I'm so serious he keeps his hair longish so you guys can always match. he will dye it, he'll let you braid it, put cute rings and charms in it etc. you guys will show up to EVERY event matching if he can help it
speaking of charms and rings, he will buy the coolest ones he can find just for you to try because he thinks you look ethereal with them and can't get enough of it
begs you to let him accessorize your hair(like you're an art piece! because you are, to him at least)
crazy head massages whenever you don't have your hair done
will always say that he doesn't have a favorite style, but whenever you get braids with beads at the end he acts a little stupid
Jongseob
this boy LOVES a good fro
doesn't matter if it's big or small he just can't wrap his head around the fact that your hair literally DEFIES GRAVITY
thinks your hair is the coolest thing in the world(he's jealous)
wants you to explain to him in detail anything that he doesn't understand. he hates having a language barrier whenever you two talk about hair and he wants it GONE
so when you notice him using lingo that you taught him, you get all flustered and he thinks it's SO cute
whenever you need to take down a protective style, he is THERE and ready to set a new record
he's literally a speedrunner and thinks it's a fun little game because it is. there's a folder in your notes app with his best times
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i need more people to write for jongseob 😒
#p1harmony#p1h#p1h jongseob#kim jongseob#jongseob#kpop#piwon#p1harmony x reader#jongseob x reader#kpop fanfic#kpop writers
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texts w/ bf! keeho ft. piwon/ brother! theo (reader is fm)
warnings: none!!
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lover - keeho
theyoh - theo
souleater - soul
Morelos - a fake restaurant name that i came up w LOL
October 5 at 10:35 pm
lover: hey did i leave my jacket at your house
me : umm no, you put it in your bag before u left
lover: oh so we’re lying now ☺️?
me : 😭😭 you literally folded it and put it up, i think i would know
lover: my bag isn’t a luggage ….. stop gaslighting
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October 7 at 2:35 pm
lover: do you wanna go shopping
me: duhh pull up ho
lover: okay I’m outside hurry
me: why didn’t you tell me you were already here, i have 2 get ready 😭!
lover: why do you have to get ready it’s just the mall
me: exactly??? what if evan peters or zendaya is there
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{ lover , intak, +4 others }
October 10
intak: LMAO IKR…
Today at 12:55 pm
lover : some girl gave me a free t-shirt for her business promotion at the mall who wants it
intak: send pic
theyoh: who would do that for promotions
theyoh: if that was me, you’d be PAYING me to wear MY shii 🤣
you : literally shut up theo
soul eater: 😲
jongseob : oh my 😀😀
theyoh: girl no one’s talking to you why are you even in this gc
jiung: cs she’s keehos gf
theyoh: ok??? she’s my sister before his gf and i say kick her out who’s with me!!? ✊
lover has removed theyoh
jiung: LNFAOOOOAO
you : 😭😭😭
jongseob: brooo 😭
soul eater: “ψ (｀∇´) ψ
lover: LOL! 😆
intak: …..
intak: soooo are u gonna send the shirt pic????
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lover: what are you wearing for pink out day at the studio
me: idk….maybe….something….. pink!
lover: 😐
lover: send me a pic before you leave, i want us to match
me: ohhh why didn’t you just say that silly 😝
lover: shut the hell up.
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lover: let’s go out tonight
lover: i want to dance with you
me: aww where attt
lover: it’s a surprise!!
me: if its at morelos…..im not going.
lover: ……
lover: what’s wrong w morelos??!?!
me: all the waiters hit on you and give you their numbers
me: and pretend as if your beautiful amazing girlfriend isn’t next to you
lover: umm yeah i know you’re amazing and beautiful that’s why i purposely give their numbers to random people in the restaurant🤭
me: YOU WHAT
me: STEPH 😭😭😭😭
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[a/n] this is my first time writing something like this so let me know what you guys think!! ty for reading! <33 feedback is always appreciated and I love reading your comments!
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ON THE COURT— 016: Uhm anyway…
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keb notes!
—this was originally suppose to be more than 10 pics but tumblr mobile has a limit on how many i can put 🙁 but i promise the ones for this chapter that couldn’t be put in will be added to the next!!
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cafe crush
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ jiung x reader (+ side co-worker!theo) ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅
♡ genre/warnings: just fluff!!
♡ word count: 2,371 words
♡ summary: 88. “I'll see you later.”
♡ author’s note: i have not written in literal YEARS. but this is a quick one that i whipped up due to a) my ongoing obsession with p1harmony, b) that cursed gif of jiung in the purple hoodie asdfghjhkld, c) my own experience (aka this is heavily based on my cafe crush HAHA) and d) a sudden itch to write?! i'm so rusty, so expect nothing. enjoy!!!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
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“Just ask for his number!”
“Oh my goodness, stop it!” You hissed at your co-worker, Theo, elbowing him in the ribs. “You’re being so obvious.”
“Oh, shut it.” He retorted, trying to defend himself. Mere seconds ago, Theo was teasing you and laughing boisterously, attracting the attention of some other café patrons. “Not nearly as obvious as when you ogle at him as if he’s your prince charming or something.”
“Not true!”
“So true!”
“Who’s next?” The barista called out from behind the counter. You nudged Theo forwards in response, hoping to linger at the end of the line for a bit longer to catch a glimpse of your prince charming.
Well, okay, you were being dramatic.
He’s not technically your prince charming. He’s not your anyone, really. But he is the super-hot-waiter-who-works-at-the-café-you-frequent-with-your-colleagues-everyday (you figured prince charming was a shorter and more convenient name).
It all started out as an innocent crush – someone who piqued your interest, really. You noticed a month or two ago that there was a new face at your regular café. He was probably around your age, perhaps slightly older, with strikingly silver hair. The first time you laid eyes on him, you nearly choked on your iced latte. He had the kindest eyes that turned into little crescents and a bright smile on his perfect face as he spoke calmly to the café’s never-ending patrons and urged them to write their names down on the waiting list. You even saw him put out a bowl of water for a cute corgi like a true angel, all while taking pictures of it using his phone.
The café you frequented nearly every single workday (and sometimes, even on non-workdays) was super popular. On most days, there was a long line of people waiting for a table at the entrance, and a small group of customers huddled around the takeaway station. You weren’t surprised. After all, the café was in a popular suburb, and they brewed coffee using well-sourced beans they freshly roasted in-house. The coffee always hit the spot for you, whether it was an early Monday morning, or a midday pick-me-up.
Throughout the weeks, though, you found yourself making the short ten-minute trip to the café more often than usual. You used to go to other cafes in the area. Granted, this suburb was filled with many high-quality coffee houses. However, you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t go to the café just to catch a glimpse of your favourite barista.
Slowly, you started to find solace in your little café trips. What used to be an obligation to get a shot of your daily caffeine, transformed into a little bit of me-time when you had the luxury of making the trip on your own. It gave you an opportunity to walk around the neighbourhood, or even walk the office dog when she was in (which got lots of attention from the locals along the way). You couldn’t explain it, but the anticipation of looking for something (or rather, someone) and finding them exactly where you expect them to be, brought you a sense of pure satisfaction.
Seeing him there, standing at the entrance greeting customers, or balancing three plates of brunch on his long arms, or even taking orders with a big smile, brought you a sense of calm and familiarity.
Your mind flashed back to one particular Friday, where the weather was ominous outside the office, and you were periodically nodding off at your desk. Something about the gloomy weather made you want to go home, crawl under your covers and take a nap. Just as you were re-reading the same sentence for the nth time, you decided to make a trip to the café. After briefly checking the time (you were lucky – it was only 1:30pm), you headed out with your umbrella in hands.
The moment you stepped outside, you momentarily regretted your decision. The skies had just opened up, and rain started to fall. You hesitated but decided that there was still four hours left of the workday, and there was no way you could get through it without a proper hit of caffeine from your favourite café. So, you braved the wind and the cold and made the trip down, clutching your tiny umbrella tightly in your fists the entire time. When you arrived there however, the rain reduced to a tiny drizzle, and the wind appeared to calm down as well. Just as you rounded the corner, you caught a glimpse of the familiar purple hoodie. With your heart thumping in your chest and a bright smiled plastered on your face, you took a quick glance towards the owner of said hoodie (who was busying himself with introducing the signature brunch menu to a table of first-time customers) and headed towards the takeaway counter.
“How can I help you today?” The barista at the counter broke you out of your trance as you reached the start of the queue.
“Hello! Can I get a cold brew please?”
“Of course! Our cold brew is self-serve. Do you know how to work the taps?”
The cold brew and batch brews were served in coffee taps in this café. It was a favourite amongst your colleagues in the office. When it was sunny, everyone flocked to the café to get a cup of their cold brew.
“Yes, I do.” You chirped in reply and proceeded to pay and thank the barista, wishing them a good day.
As you made your way to the coffee taps, you caught a glimpse of your favourite waiter in the corner of your eye, filling up a bottle of water on the sparkling water taps behind you. You held your breath as you scooped a bit of ice into your takeaway cup and placed it under the tap. He was only five steps away from you, and you struggled immensely to keep your gaze fixed on the coffee instead of him.
While it was certainly fun to self-serve your own coffee, the lids always proved to be a challenge for you and everyone else. Theo himself spilled one too many cups of coffee at this exact spot, just because he couldn’t get the lid on the right way.
When the coffee finished pouring, you grabbed the cup with clammy hands and took a lid off the pile. “Here goes,” you breathed, feeling the eyes of not only the waiter but also the other baristas on you as you attempted to put the lid on.
Your tongue stuck out in concentration, fingers pressing around the rim of the cup. Your breath hitched when you felt the cup bend slightly under your touch. This was probably not going to end well.
“Do you need some help?” A voice spoke from in front of you.
You paused, heart nearly beating right out of your chest from the nervousness. This was the first time you’ve ever had any sort of interaction with the waiter, and for some reason, his velvety voice made your knees a bit weak. It was smooth and deep, like a cup of perfectly blended and roasted coffee.
“Ah…” You laughed, slightly embarrassed. Looking up, you flashed an unsteady smile. You were close enough for once to read off his nametag – Jiung. So that was his name. “I’ve got it, Jiung.” You said, determined.
You looked down before a shy smile appeared on his face at the sound of his name rolling off your lips. You took a breath, and tried again, this time with a slightly different approach. You got half of the lid to catch on the cup, finally, and just a little bit more until you got it secured, and you were so close, just a little bit –
“Ah!” You gasped in shock. Turns out, you pressed a little too hard and the cup folded in on itself, spilling half of the drink on the countertop.
“I saw this coming; you should’ve let me help.” Jiung teased in a light-hearted manner, hands already armed with a cloth to clean up the mess you made. He handed you a paper towel. “Here, did you get any on your clothes? Clean up and I’ll get you another one.”
“Ah, no.” You did a quick check and thanked the heavens that your grey sweater was safe from the coffee damage. “I’m sorry…” You said sheepishly, cheeks turning pink. “I swear I did it properly last time.”
“What’s taking so long? Ah, Y/N, you did it again.” Theo peered over your shoulder and shook his head in disapproval.
“Again?” Jiung questioned, trying to bite back a smile.
“Shut up, Theo!” You whipped your head around and shot daggers at him with your eyes. “It’s fine, I’ll meet you back at the office.” You squinted and stared at him, trying to communicate with him non-verbally to leave you alone with your café crush.
Thankfully, Theo was smart enough to get the message. “Alright, I’ll tell Keeho you’ll be late to the meeting because of your little accident.”
“Go!” You hissed, threatening to throw your used paper towel at him. His arms shot up in surrender as he backed away and walked back to the office.
“Your coffee.” Jiung said, presenting you with a perfectly covered cup of cold brew. “Next time, don’t be afraid to ask for help. You’d be amazed just how many people have done that.”
“But you guys make it look so easy, I thought I could do it too.” You pouted, accepting the drink and slightly brushing over his fingers as you did so. Your body tingled at the short-lived moment of skin-to-skin contact.
Jiung laughed at that. “You’re forgetting that we do hundreds of these a day. Let the experts handle it, okay?”
“Jiung, lunch!” One of the chefs yelled out from the kitchen.
“In a sec!” He yelled back. Turning back to you, he said, “I’m gonna go on my lunch break soon. Anything else I can help with?”
You gnawed at your bottom lip for a few seconds and played with your fingers which were interlaced around your cup coffee. Jiung couldn’t help but to watch and stare at your lips as you did so, hypnotised. “Actually, there is…”
“Oh, were you waiting on takeaway food? If you’re in a hurry I can check with the back if you – ”
“No, actually,” you interjected softly. “I was wondering if… I could get your number?” You asked, uncertain. “Only if you’re single, of course.” You took a sip of your coffee to calm yourself down. Clearly it didn’t work because you started to ramble. “But who am I kidding, you obviously have a girlfriend. Anyways, I’m late for a meeting so I should just go…”
Just as you were about to turn around and walk away and hide at your office desk, Jiung waved his hands out to stop you. “Wait!” He said belatedly, after opening and closing his mouth for a minute too long. “I- I- I don’t.” The two of you locked eyes, remaining silent for a few seconds to let his words sink in. “Hold on, you just- I just- I -” He shook his head and heaved a sigh. “Sorry, just give me a sec okay? I’m on my lunch break, I’ll walk you back.”
You couldn’t do anything but nod at his words as he turned around and raced back to the kitchen to grab his lunch. The minutes felt like hours as you waited for him, sipping on your coffee, and allowing the cherry and chocolatey notes to invade your tastebuds. You felt a bit numb after your confession that wasn’t really a confession, yet your heartbeat refused to stop thudding against your ears in anticipation. You really couldn’t tell how this would end.
“Hey, sorry I took so long.” Jiung said, breathless, as he came around the other side of the counter, dressed in a black cap to match his black hoodie. Now that he was standing in front of you, you realised just how tall he was. “Do you work around here, Y/N?”
You shivered at the way his voice wrapped around the syllables of your name. You could only look up at him and nod and point in the general direction of your office.
“I thought so, I see you here all the time.” Jiung continued, slowing his footsteps to walk at the same pace as you as you lead the way.
“You noticed me?”
“Of course, how could I not?” He replied, hands coming up to rub the back of his neck as an embarrassed grin paints itself on his features. “I’m always waiting around to catch a glimpse… of you…” His voice got softer and softer and trailed off towards the end of the sentence.
“You do?” Your eyes turned as wide as saucers.
“Yeah, seeing you is the best part of my shift.” He says, as plain as day, as if he was stating a well-known fact, or reading out the weather forecast, or answering a math question.
“Seeing you is the best part of my day.” You countered.
“Are you sure it’s not just the caffeine?” He teased, bumping your shoulders as you walked with matching steps.
“That too,” You admitted, lips pulling into a small smile. “But seeing your smile in the middle of a boring workday makes things a lot more bearable.”
“That’s…” Jiung trailed off again. “So cute.” He burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter in combined fascination and disbelief, and you thought that nothing, not even the sounds of angels singing at the gates of heaven could be better than this. “Oh, here.” He stopped and pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. He reached out for your hand, and dropped it into your palms.
“What’s this?”
“My number, silly. What are you doing tonight? If you’re free, let’s grab dinner?”
You couldn’t hide the pure excitement and joy seeping out of your body. It took everything in your power to not jump up and down on the spot. “Yeah,” you breathed out, still unable to believe that shooting your shot actually worked for once. “Yeah, I’ll see you later at 6.”
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— truth or dare
nonidol!intak x fem!reader - fluff - not proofread - 0.8k
it had been a while since you were on vacation last so you felt you had to take up the opportunity when jongseob told you the boys were going beach camping for the weekend, it had been a trip you had been anticipating and it was finally here. you had got to know the boys more and more over the course of three years in university and your bond had only grown stronger with each of them but that bond with intak was different you had always known this. From the first time you saw him walk into the classroom with a big smile plastered on his face as if he wasn’t about to sit for 3 hours listening to a worn out teacher reciting a lesson.
since you knew you liked him early you hoped you would gradually get to a point where it was obvious to both of you and confessing wouldn’t feel so nerve racking but with intak it was still different it was almost as if he was ignoring all the signs while only making you fall harder. when you’d decide to dress up a bit for that one night you got to spend together because you wanted to see the same movie and he was more worried about you catching a cold with the cool breeze than the fact that it was the most dressed you had been around him in months. you wanted to be mad at him but he was just proving to you all the reasons you liked him so much while giving you more to like and you couldn’t be mad at him for being a sweetheart.
the others inevitably noticed your failed attempts at flirting with intak and so it became a game in a way, when will intak catch on to your blatantly obvious crush? Each of them throwing massive arrows for him to get it but still in vain because for some reason it just never crossed his mind that you could like him like that, he wasn’t even sure if it crossed his mind that he did like you like that.
not to say that the trip’s sole purpose was for you to finally get it over with and put it all to the test but in a way it was, you had started to feel that maybe it was for a reason, him not catching on, maybe he knew but wasn’t interested so that was his way of letting you down slowly so you wanted to take the final leap and see where it landed you once and for all.
the whole time you were with them your mind was just running with thoughts on how, when, where you didn’t want to ruin the whole trip but it was killing you. you sat on the sand watching them play in the water as you drowned in your own thoughts. The ray of sun tapping your face suddenly disappeared making you look up and there he was, skin tanned with his golden hair blowing in the wind, standing above you wrapped in a towel his hair dripping down on water on your thigh,
“aren’t you gonna join us? promise i’ll be gentle” he smiled reaching his hand towards you for you to take but you didn’t take it you wouldn’t be able to stand the proximity with the little amount of clothes he had on, it was tempting but you shook your head letting him know you were settled on tanning. he wouldn’t take it though instead of leaving he crouched down to your face level looking at you carefully, “are you feeling okay?” you smiled once again at his attentiveness you nodded tapping his shoulder to dismiss him so he could let you go back to your thoughts.
“i could stay with you if you want” he said sitting on the towel beside you, his arms grazing your thigh for a second as he adjusted himself, you were about to tell him to just go when soul came out of the water and grabbed him himself not giving him a chance to retort.
the rest of the day was enjoyable, you grilled a nice meal and watched the sunset together by the campfire fire but now it was dark and the fire was dying out and none of you were ready to end the night so you gathered under the biggest tent all together to make it last.
“this seems like a setting for a good old truth or dare” jiung laughed as you sat in a circle in the middle of the tent, you glanced over at him scared at what exactly they had planned because you knew they planned something.
“okay let’s do that then” intak shrugged checking with you for approval, once you nodded they all cheered in unison making you slightly regret your choice. you looked at jiung who was gonna start the game, he obviously had a prey in mind his eyes landing on you multiple before he finally asked you for your pick.
you went with truth hoping it would start of lightly, “have you ever had a crush on anyone in under this tent?” he smiled knowing your answer but seemingly amused by the situation as you nodded, the only person in the room surprised by your answer being intak letting out a intrigued “ooh” leading the others to laugh. you continued the game asking soul who got dared to go back into the water for a minute and after all the laughter with the scene the game came back to focus on you, intak getting dared to hold your hand for the rest of the game.
“that’s all you got” he rolled his eyes letting his hand slip into yours, your fingers intertwined with his, he never held your hand like this you didn’t want to question it but as the game went on he never tried letting go, his thumb rubbing on the back of your hand distracting you from whatever was going on.
“since intak was bored with the dare let’s just let him have a truth” keeho noted as he thought of a question, intak just shrugged unbothered by the remark, “okay! have you ever thought of dating someone here?” something about intak’s reaction made keeho proud of his question and you felt it too because intak was straight so you were the only one he could have thought of that way, if he said yes then— “yeah… i guess so” he cleared his throat moving on to the next question not giving you time to let it sink in.
the boy continued with the game asking the most ridiculous questions paired with random dares, you dreaded you turn still stuck up on the fact that intak could like you back. you watched theo with the most pleading gaze because you knew if it was him he would not hold back on going wild but it was in vain and when you heard his dare you felt your heart drop, “since you’re holding hands might as well kiss now no?” you glanced over at intak who was still avoiding your gaze since his last dare of a starring contest which he failed miserably because of the boys’ comments in the background.
“you guys are going to far, it’s just a game but don’t make her do things she doesn’t want to” the room erupted into sighs, at this point they had given up because we were pretty convinced it was obvious to everyone in there but apparently not,
“okay mr. oblivious gentleman, i’m gonna go to my tent now. hwaiting y/n” theo gave you a sympathetic smile before flipping off intak and leaving the tent, one by one the other leave wishing you good luck till it was just the both if you left in the tent.
“what was that about?” he asked confused with the sudden change in attitude, you shrugged watching his hand still wrapped tightly in yours when he noticed he pulled back in a heartbeat making you nod to yourself acknowledging the situation you were in, maybe he didn’t like you after all, thinking about dating someone doesn’t really mean anything.
you looked up at him still calculating your thoughts in your head as you blurted out words that had been stuck in your mind, “intak do you like me?” he looked confused at first but then he nodded shrugging along “of course i like you y/n” his eyes were on yours, he knew something was up but didn’t know what exactly made you think he didn’t like you.
“then kiss me” his head tilted slightly at the sound of those words like it was something he never imagined coming out your mouth, his eyes dancing around from your eyes to your lips before he leaned in kissing you placing his hand on the side of your neck, the kiss felt exactly as you had imagined it he was gentle but still so passionate and as he pulled away you knew he just wanted to come back for more with the way he looked at you.
“wow i’m sorry, i genuinely thought the guys were just being dicks” resting his head on yours smiling before placing his lips on yours once more.
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— My Lady
Choi jiung (p1h) x reader
Genre:Fluff
Summary:getting some food while being while jiung is on hiatus even he still has to tap about his lady all the time but you just want some peace to eat your Burger King 😭
Warnings:Food?!(also sorry for being dead for a bit!!!)
Jiung just had to come off tour do to his injury so it’s 3 weeks with him and taking care of him.Being one of the boys staff is not the easiest thing is the world.They just up and leave and do some random things while doing paperwork.Siting in front of jiung bed doing the paperwork for fnc about jiung hiatus it kinda of stressful.While the tvs on you take a break and watch the tv with the random show on.Jiung on his phone just laying down you get up and grab the tv remote and turn it off so you can focus.”Hey what the flip was that for I was watching it!!”jiu said while make a face.”I need to focus really quick jiung plus your on your phone”standing by his bed.”Meanie” jiu said
“okie now you can turn on the tv I’m done” walking out his room and then stop.”I’m getting food what you want?” Asking him in a tired voice.”Nothing”
“Nope nope you need to eat”-You
“I’m not hungry”-jiu
“now you are”-you.leaving him to think in his own little world.Doordashing some random food place you wait for it in the lobby of the dorms.!DING!pulling out your phone you check to see how msg
Jiu
“How did yk im hungry?”-jiu
“I just know”-you
“Will what did you get?”-jiu
“idk😭”-you
“REALLY!!🤬”-jiu
“brb”-you
Meeting the dasher you taking the food and take the elevator for an easier ride up.The doors slowly open and as the cringe love story jiu is waiting for you.”Boy go sit down at the table stop getting up”you told him with a dead pan face.”Why would let a pretty lady like you carry all that by herself?”jiung said with a smirk on his little face.walking into the sunset you and jiung kiss!!WRONG NOPE.You ignore him and just walk past his ass.”Waitttttttt” jiung trying to run.”Hurry up” while holding the door open for him.”Ty” he smiled at you.”Np” you said knowing that his smile brings you a bit of joy to your boring day.He set the table up and everything even with a little Rose…”Dude we are eating burger kid not a fancy restaurant food place”you said doing another dead pan stare at him.”Ik I saw you order it” jiu moved to open your chair.”Sit my lady” he bow while pulling the chair out.”Umm you need to sit down”you said putting the bags down waiting for him to sit.”Ok my lady” he said while you just fix the food.Sitting down you finally get to eat and see jiung be quiet for once.”Oh-“jiung got cut off “shhhh” you telling him so you can eat in peace.He got the sign and just sat there and ate knowing that his lady work a long week of just paper.
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Ride — ‹𝟹
♡︎ dom!keeho x fem!reader
♡︎ genre: smut. strictly, mdni. (wc; 2.0k)
♡︎ sypnosis: watching the way kyo drove so flawlessly, his hand gripping onto the wheel so tightly while his brows furrowed from his focus could only affect you in one way. Who cares if you both were on a long roadtrip? he’d be able to pull over for his girlfriend.
♡︎ warnings: manhandling, teasing, unprotected sex, fingering, praise kink (f), soft dom kyo, oral (fem recieving), pet names - baby, sweetheart etc, semi-public sex (car(??)), hand kink.
♡︎ song recs: roads - Portishead + self control - Frank ocean. ✭
“That’s insane! why would you even ask for that?” You laughed along with Keeho, looking straight onto the road infront of you both.
“What? I just wanted to make a joke its not my fault he misunderstood!” Keeho rolled his eyes, smiling as he tapped the steering wheel lightly while he drove.
“Yeah….Asking for HIS cream instead of whipped creme as a joke to a barista is crazy kyo” you quickly retorted, taking your eyes off the road and instead to the side of Keeho’s face.
“Okay, in my defense, he looked like a funny guy, I thought he’d get it” He quickly added, briefly taking his eyes off the road to look at you while he pouted.
You groaned sarcastically, grabbing a drink from the backseat and clicking it open. The weather outside was nice, and the breeze that was flowing through the windows was relieving. You were excited to go on a trip with your boyfriend, a very well-deserved trip.
After working for months on end to save up for this, you both were now driving to a villa you two rented for a month so you could easily spend time together away from the busy city. Keeho had come up with the idea first after you broke down infront of him saying how you were sick and tired of the 9-5 lifestyle, and so he comforted you with the idea of a long, rest filled holiday. And now, the time had finally come.
The sun was setting outside, giving the car a nice orange hue and beautiful ambiance. quiet music was playing on the radio of the car, specifically the songs you and Keeho had both picked out together for the road trip.
This was everything you ever needed.
As you rested your head on your hand, you sunk into your seat further, taking in a deep breath of air as you allowed yourself to finally let the excitement of this holiday swallow you whole. You continued to sip on your drink, vibing along with the music as you shared glances with Kyo every now and then. He seemed to be just as relieved as you for the break, his job wasn’t easy either.
And so, both of you sat in a calm and non-awkward silence as you drove out of the city, finally escaping the traffic and busy streets that were filled to the brim with people hurrying home to escape the rush of people getting out of work and kids leaving school.
The sun continued to set at a slow and sultry pace, the orange hue soon turning into a dark reddish-pink, a glorious colour that had a whole different energy to it. You hadn’t even noticed that you had briefly fallen asleep for just a few minutes, waking up in a whole different position.
You opened your eyes slowly, checking up on Keeho with a slight glance. He seemed to be perfectly fine, his focus on the road still as strong as 3 hours ago, when you both first left to start the roadtrip. Though, his energy seemed slightly different. Maybe he was mad you fell asleep and he got bored?
But no, Kyo was not the type of guy to react like that, especially right before a special holiday for both of you. And so, you didn’t overthink it.
You lowered your glance to his hands, one of your favourite features of him. He was still tapping the wheel lightly to the rhythm of the music, you didn’t know what this feeling was, but for some reason you found yourself staring at his hands for a while. . .
While you continued to watch his hands, you suddenly started to shift in your seat as you got some brief flashbacks of when he had his hands wrapped around your throat, or even better, in you. Your breaths were starting to falter, losing its consistency.
Keeho noticed this, looking at you from the corner of his eye, trying to pinpoint where you seemed to have been staring for a long time. And he followed your line of vision to hand up at his hands, a smirk plastering itself across his face.
He brung his right hand to your thigh, softly resting it as he began to caress it gently. bringing it up and down.
“You okay baby?” Keeho asked, putting his car on self-drive mode while he still kept his other hand on the wheel, just to assure that even if he took his eyes off the road briefly, you both would be safe.
You quickly snapped out of your trance, looking back up at his face that now seemed to have an unreadable expression.
“Yeah baby, Im all good” You smiled, trying to push aside how the warmth of his hand on your thigh was starting to get your head whirring into unspeakable places.
“You sure? you seem a bit red sweetheart” Keeho lifted his eyebrow, tipping his head to the side in a way of questioning the reliability of your answer.
Shit, was it that noticeable?
“Yeah, why?” You rose your eyebrow to mimic him, hoping that it would make him laugh and just forget his previous question, except, it didn’t.
“You’ve been shifting in your seat for the past 30 minutes staring at my hands.” He immediately added on, you hated how well he could read you.
“Well, you just have pretty hands, I thought we had established that already?” You sarcastically added on, still trying to alter his path and get him off your ass.
“Oh please, I can tell theres so much more than that. Come on now, look at yourself in the mirror, you’re blushing sweetheart” Keeho scoffed, eyeing you up and down as he pulled the little mirror down from the top of the car and placed his hand on your chin, tilting your head up so you look at yourself.
Fuck, he wasn’t wrong.
“So tell me now baby, what do you need?” Keeho slowed the car down as he checked the road to make sure there was no one behind him.
“You. Fucking hell I need you so bad.” You looked at him, turning a brighter tinge of red, embarrassed at how desperate you had gotten for him out of no where.
“That’s all you had to say”
And seriously, thats all it took for Keeho to swerve onto the side of the outback road, pausing at an emergency lane.
“Get in the back”
Both of you immediately became a laughing mess as you jumped over the middle compartment together, lips crashing against each other once both of you got to the back.
You began to straddle his lap, tongues mixing together in a heated rush. Keeho had his hand placed tightly at your waist, guiding your heat over his hardening bulge. Slowly, you grinded down on his lap, dragging your clothed pussy across his jeans.
“Fuck” Keeho seethed, sucking his breath in through his teeth.
He brung one of his hands down from your waist, to your lap, and right to the waistband of your skirt. His fingers travelled below the band, finding refuge on your aching cunt. He tediously and leisurely dragged his fingers across your pussy, collecting the arousal that was now practically leaking.
“Kyo…Please, need you so bad” You tried to find more friction in his touch, lowering yourself down on his fingers even further in hopes to feel him deeper in you.
“Shhh baby, don’t rush with it.”
He began to enter you with his middle finger, stretching out your puckered hole as you moaned out his name loudly, not afraid to make noise in the middle of no where. As he watched your face contort into pure pleasure, he added another finger, causing you to arch your back.
“God, feels so good” You whined, resting your head on his shoulder as he plunged his fingers in and out of you.
“Yeah? You’re so beatiful y/n holy shit” Keeho groaned, his dick now awfully hard in his boxers. Maybe even to the point where it was starting to fog up his mind.
You continued to match the pace of his fingers going in and out of you, bringing you to your peak;
“Shit, ‘m gonna cum kyo” You rolled your hips down on his hand, throwing your head back in delight.
“That’s alright baby, cum for me” Keeho said as he sped up hid fingers, finally tipping you over the edge.
You clenched around his fingers, cum dripping down your inner thighs and onto his palm.
After you had spilled all over his hand, he retracted his fingers from your dripping cunt and brung his two fingers that was now covered in your juices to his mouth, lapping his tongue around them as he cleaned them up nicely. His fingers left his lips with a quiet ‘pop’, the sight was so erotic, despite already cumming you could definitely go another round.
“okay now, lie down, you’re all prepped for me my girl” Keeho said, patting the side of the seat as you got off his lap, lying down on the backseat.
Keeho began to unzip his jeans as he took his boxers down along with them, His hard dick slapping against his abdomen. His red tip was leaking with pre-cum, throbbing to be in you. He leaned over you, bringing his face down to your collarbone as he inched your legs apart, allowing the head to line up with your glistening pussy.
He rubbed his dick against you for a brief moment, collecting the wetness so it was less painful to ease his way into you. Despite him stretching you out and him fucking you multiple times previously, it still took you a while to get used to his sheer size and girth.
“If you want me to stop, you can always tell me okay baby?” Keeho said as he looked into your eyes through his beautiful blonde hair.
You nodded, always appreciating his little warnings before fucking you raw.
He smiled, lining up his cock with your entrance, prodding it before pushing it in slowly. You whimpered, tensing up even though he had barely fit anything in.
“Gonna have to loosen up if you want me to fit baby” Keeho chuckled, breathing up against your neck, his hand moving strands of your hair from your face.
You sighed, trying to ease into his touch. And immediately, he was able to fit his whole dick inside of you, a slight groan escaping his lips as his cock nestled inside of you. Within just a few moments, he was out of you once again, only to slam into you harshly.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, clamping your hand on his bicep for support. He finally found a rhythm, fucking you so good you swore you lost the ability to speak straight at some point.
“Shit, you’re so tight” Keeho whined, kissing at the nape of your neck. His dick was hitting all the right spots, reaching your gummy walls and hitting your cervix so perfectly.
The effects of the previous orgasm was starting to creep up on you, sensitivity washing over your entire body. With no warning, you clenched around his dick that was still slamming into you, cumming around his rough length.
“Ah- shit! I’m cumming” You cried out, tears swelling on the side of your eyes.
Keeho stopped his movements, muttering underneath his breath as his dick twitched inside of you.
“Fuck, Me too” and with one last push, he was cumming along with you, painting your walls white and filling you up to the brim. He pounded his cum back into you, trying to clean up the mess that your arousal had left on the seat.
He pulled out with a tired wince, shutting his eyes tightly.
Before you could speak up, Keeho brung his face down to your now aching pussy, licking up the cum that had now splayed all across your inner thighs. His tongue ran across your clit, cleaning you up and carressing your legs.
“Feel better now baby?” Keeho asked at last, rubbing your face and plastering a kiss on your cheek.
“So much better. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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I love your p1h headcanons! Do you think you can write one of how and when the members would get annoyed in a relationship ? Thank you !
( gender neutral plz )
this was really hard for me T-T so im only posting the maknae line. if anyone wants to see the hyung line then ill write for them, but this is all i've got for now.
⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ 𝚙𝟷𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍
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┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ 🌿 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉
୨ hwang intak, ୧
ꕥ insensitive. intak is a rather, sensitive guy. his emotions are just too strong, and he feels them for those around him; especially his band mates. he's never had to worry about you not getting along with his friends, you all clicked pretty well. but on one particular night, you had said something towards jongseob. something that you said in a joking manner, and intak knows you didn't mean it, but you still laughed about it. jongseob laughed, but it was forced—and it irked intak. when jongseob walked away, you hadn't realized, and it made intak even more upset. so intak confronts you about it later.
"i get you're close with my friends, but i would really appreciate if you didn't comment on things like that, especially towards seobie."
୨ haku shota : soul, ୧
ꕥ not listening to him. shota isn't the type to talk much in front of people he doesn't know, so when he started talking more to you, you had known just how close you two were. eventually, when you started dating, shota would talk all the time. you loved it; though sometimes he would talk when you were busy with school. shota never realized he was being distracting. he was just telling you about what his time in japan was like. but you had a concert coming up, so you were looking over your sheet music. when you continued to hum at what he was saying, instead of asking questions or making actual comments, shota looked over at you—eyes fixed on the work in front of you. you weren't listening to him. he leaves, going to his and jongseob + taeyang's shared room. he doesn't even tell you he's leaving. soon after, you notice shota isn't sitting next to you. you ask jiung, who's been sitting on the couch, where he is, and he answers saying he left a while ago. when you walk into his room, you see him scrolling through his phone; annoyance clearly plastered on his face.
"hey sho, why did you leave?"
"didn't feel like wasting my breath. you clearly didn't feel like listening," he deadpans.
୨ kim jongseob, ୧
ꕥ baby him. he gets babied a lot by the members, and it's easy to laugh them off. with you, it's different. the idea of you making the same jokes as his friends ticks him off. it doesn't make him mad, necessarily, just extremely bothered. now, don't get him wrong—when you call him your baby, that is different as opposed to "awe the little baby doesn't want to do that." so jongseob confronts you about it. at first you're a little lost, but you realize how aggravated he is trying to explain it to you.
"look, i'm tired of being treated like a child to you. i know you don't mean it intentionally, but please, can you not make those jokes? sorry if i'm coming across as a dick."
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parlor
synopsis: you accompany your boyfriend to the tattoo and piercing parlor
genre: just fluff
pairings: boyfriend! keeho x g.n. s/o
word count: 0.8k
a/n: just a small, shitty writing. we need keeho with a nose ring yall <;/3
general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana
“are you sure you wanna do this?” you question your boyfriend, rubbing small circles onto his forearm as he signs some paperwork on the black clipboard in front of him.
his facial expression never changes, the excitement yet hint of nervousness never fading an inch. the small smile tugging at the corner of his lips brings one upon yours as well. “i’m positive!” he exclaims, dotting his last ‘I’ before putting all the papers back in neat order for the piercer. “i’ve been waiting for years for this, i’m not backing down now.”
“you said that before and did just that.”
“hey, im a changed man now.”
“keeho, baby, that was only two weeks ago.”
you watched him stand up with a small, dramatic grunt. “like i said: a changed man.” he walked over to the counter, handing the piercer the clipboard and saying he was ready whenever the piercer themselves were with an excited smile.
shifting on the leather sofa to face his direction, you gave him a thumbs up as his eyes met yours. “did you want me to go back there with you?”
“please?” was all he said before the piercer told him he was all ready for him and started walking towards the piercing room down the hall with you and keeho following closely behind.
your hand slipped into his as you walked towards the room, rubbing small circles into the back of his hand to calm him down before getting his new piercing. your boyfriend wasn’t really one for piercings, but he’s been wanting to get a nose piercing ever since you met him a few years back. at first he said he wasn’t sure how he would look with one so he would just ‘sit on it’. then recently he decided to finally go through with getting one, except whenever he would park by the meter in front of the parlor he would drive off due to being too scared by the pain he would endure. but when he told you about his worries, you convinced him to go with you and promised to hold his hand throughout the piercing process- which he agreed to because there’s no else he’d want by his side through something like this.
keeho sat down on the leather bench, watching the piercer clean the tools and talking him through the quick and very minimal pain process. throughout the entire process, you held his hand tightly and never let go. you continued to rub circles into his hand and watched him as he took in deep breaths when instructed and exhaled whenever told to. watching the needle go through his nose and the jewelry being inserted, you noticed him not flinching one bit but also having his eyes closed the entire time with occasionally flickering open his eyes to peek at the process as if he were watching a scary movie.
after the piercer inserted a simple silver nose stud, the smile on your boyfriend's face grew as he noticed himself in the mirror. the love he had for this small piece of jewelry made your heart flutter tremendously- you can tell his confidence was boosted by this small seventy dollar piercing. you brought your lips to his hand, placing a small peck on one of his knuckles before his voice was heard.
“do you like it?” he questioned you, turning to face you as he pointed to his nose.
you nodded reassuringly, your smile almost as bright as his. “i love it! you look way better than i could have ever imagined, baby.”
the piercer cleaned everything up in the room before walking both of you to the counter, telling him everything he had to do to ensure the safety of his piercing. you both thanked them for his time, giving him a twenty dollar bill as a tip and heading out to his car. walking out hand in hand, he drags you over to the spray painted wall with art and begging you to take photos of him with his new jewelry.
“don’t i look so good?” he half-asked half-commented between photos, popping the collar of his jean jacket for a dramatic effect.
you nodded, a small laugh leaving your lips. “always have and always will, baby.”
“no but i look extra cool, don’t i? i feel unstoppable right now.” he replied, running towards you to look at the hundreds of photos you just took of him.
each one made him smile wider than the last, pointing out small flaws about the lighting from the setting sun or the way the nose stud accentuated his facial features. while he was busy admiring himself with his new piercing on his photos, you stood there with your arms snaked around his waist and head propped on top of his shoulder with stinging admiration. everything about him was utterly beautiful to you, you couldn’t feel more lucky to have someone this stunning to call yours.
#kyufessions p1harmony#p1harmony fanfic#p1harmony keeho#p1harmony fluff#p1harmony#piwon#piwon fluff#keeho#keeho fluff#yoon keeho
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