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myseungsunglove · 10 months

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The Way You Make Me Feel | Ksm

Pairing: Kim Seungmin x afab!reader

Warnings: a bit of set up plot then just good ole smutty, smut (warnings below the cut),

Word Count: 2.5k - this one definitely got away from me.

𖠫Summary: While getting obviously turned on watching Seungmin perform for the comeback, he notices your reaction while on stage. After the performances are finished, he drags you to a small room, his large hands eager to touch your body. With the promise that if you’re quiet the reward later will be even greater than what he is currently offering, you try your damndest to be the quietest you can while experiencing pure bliss. And with Seungmin’s long, slender fingers, it’s a task that proves much harder than you could have possibly imagined.

✎WIP✎: Trying to gather some ideas. This story will very likely contain two parts. Honestly this is pretty mild compared to what I wrote 4/5 years ago. Hopefully you enjoy it nonetheless. It’s been a minute, so play okay nice?

Your feedback is GREATLY appreciated.

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「© July 14, 2023 by myseungsunglove」

✘MDNI✘

Msic. Warnings: mildly dom!seungmin, fingering, dirty talk if you squint, language

Kim Seugnmin has always been a very confident man. That was one of the many things that attracted you to him. It was a quiet confidence. It was all in the way he held himself and spoke. He was never overtly cocky, but the way he spoke and carried himself gave the impression of a man who knew his worth and wasn’t afraid to go after what he wanted.

This comeback had increased his confidence tenfold. The way your boyfriend was blossoming in front of you was a thing of beauty. He had come to life in ways you couldn’t have scripted. This was clearly a comeback concept that was meant for him and thrive he did.

You first noticed the shift in his stage presence, in particular the MusicCore performance. You were waiting in your usual spot after having departed from the waiting room with the boys. When Seungmin stepped on stage to take his position for the filming of the fancam, his eyes fell on you and a sly smirk appeared on his face. You swallowed hard and he noticed. He gave you a discreet wink, licking his soft, pink lips in the process. This man was going to be the death of you. He took his spot on stage, his left hand in his front pocket, his gaze now focused as he waited for the music to cue.

The moment you heard the whistle, the boys were moving into their first positions. Your eyes were locked on your boyfriend. As he stepped into his first move, his hands coming together in front of him, mic in hand, head cocking to the left, you thought you might lose it there. The veins in his hand were prominent from where you stood and the way his light washed jeans fit, the holes in the knees accentuating the fact that he had been gaining muscle there, made you unconsciously shift on your feet, pressing your thighs together and biting your bottom lip.

The song had begun, Seungmin starting powerfully.

“Full of odd things, never changes, A bustling street”

His eyes met yours again as he danced into position, his shoulders swaying back in a tantalizing way, so much so that you almost missed the movement of his hips. Almost. On the drop of the beat, he locked eyes with you before turning quickly to his right, his head coming back to the front with the move. Your eyes met once more, but this time there was a smirk on his face. Barely perceptible, but there. You couldn’t help but run your hands over your face and through your hair, his glance enough to send tingles down your spine. He had caught you losing your shit over him and the performance had barely begun.

He continued through the performance with a confidence you couldn’t quite remember him possessing. When his voice rang out on the pre chorus, a smile spread across your lips. You were so proud of him and all of his hard work was really paying off.

You were overwhelmed with everything about this performance. Seungmin was really coming into himself as a performer and you couldn’t have found that more attractive if you tried.

“I’m up above the world so high. I’ll be there shining day and night. They wonder how my spotlight is so bright, ” Seungmin sang, bending over as he belt out his notes. God he was so attractive at that moment. It was a good thing you had some restraint and self preservation because you wanted to show just how weak he was making you right there in front of god and everyone, but you did not.

He noticed you again on his last line of the song, a look of absolute lust plastered on your face. “We’re special.”

As he moved into the dance break, it was if he was made to be front and center. His movements were intense and purposeful, his connection with the audience otherworldly. You loved Seungmin with every fiber of your being at that moment. He finished the dance strong, that quiet confidence becoming a little more loud in that moment.

His eyes locked with yours one last time and it was in that moment you knew he had seen your physical reactions to his performance. His intense stare told you he had every intent of acting on that knowledge when he had the opportunity. It sent a pleasurable tingle down your spine just thinking about what he might have in store for you.

“I’ll see you backstage,” you mouthed to him quietly, a small smirk and a wink accompanying the statement. You weren’t sure where your own bravado was coming from, but you were certain you were feeding off the energy Seungmin was exuding.

That seemed to snap him back to reality as he took in a deep breath, one he had been holding, and looked up and away from you, the sound of the crowd hitting him for the first time. You glanced back at him briefly to see him stand on his tiptoes to watch you disappear backstage. You stopped to monitor the end of the performance and noticed he was glistening, sweat dripping down his neck and face. He was taking in the crowd, the most beautiful smile on his face that you had witnessed in a long time. He was always so incredibly happy on stage and nothing in the world made you happier than seeing that. It was enough to almost take your mind off how he had made you feel during his performance.

As if reading your mind, suddenly Seungmin was right behind you, his body heat pressed against as you stood in front of the monitor.

“I saw you,” he whispered in your ear, his low voice rumbling through you as his hand landed firmly on your hip. He pulled you back into him, and it was then you felt his hard length pressed against you, his lips barely grazing the soft spot behind your ear before his staff was immediately there, handing him his fan and dabbing the sweat from his face. He pulled away from you quickly and mumbled thank yous to them and monitored his performance on screen from behind you. It was the last recording of the day and then they would wait for the fan meet that would take place shortly after.

The directors called wrap for the day, dismissing the boys and immediately Seungmin’s fingers laced with yours, pulling you away from everyone else and down a long corridor.

“Babe, where are we going?” you questioned as he moved through the halls with the same confidence he had on stage. Another shiver ran down your spine at the thought.

At that moment the two of you had reached a door, his hand grabbing the handle and pushing it open. You stepped into a small, dark, empty room, a small window in the upper corner giving off a miniscule amount of light. Seungmin looked around quickly, seemingly satisfied with where you were and turn around swiftly, his hand landing on the handle behind you, clicking the lock. He pressed his body against yours then, pinning you against the door, his lips hovering sheer millimeters from yours, his breath fanning across your lips. You moved to meet him in a kiss when you were surprised by him speaking instead.

“You liked that performance, didn’t you baby,” he smirked, his hands on your hips, his fingers playing with the bottom of your shirt, moving it away so he could graze the skin of your stomach. The moment his fingers found your skin, you gasped softly and arched into him.

“Seung,” you breathed, as his hand roamed under your shirt, only to quickly move downward and begin unbuttoning your shorts,his right hand slipping inside your underwear, his lips pressing firm kisses along your jawline, stopping to hover over your ear. His hand was gently cupping your mound, but not moving.

“I asked you a question, baby,” he whispered, and you were so distracted by his unmoving hand, your brain couldn’t recall the question if your life had depended on it.

He gently bit your ear, your body responding immediately, arching into him, an involuntary moan escaping you. His free hand quickly covering your mouth, he pulled away from his ministrations, his eyes meeting yours. His pupils were blown with lust.

“Now, if you don’t make another sound, I’ll really reward you when we get home, jagiya,” he teased and before you could so much as process his words, his lips were on yours, his wet tongue pushing into your mouth. His taste overwhelmed you, your knees buckling slightly as you slumped against the door. As you slipped, you were reminded of his hand pressed firmly against you.

A slender finger ran the length of your folds, a second one joining it to spread your pussy lips moving toward your aching, empty hole. Immediately his finger was covered in your slick as he prodded your entry, teasing you.

“Damn,” he growled as his middle finger, long and hard, slipped into your tight hole. “My dancing really got you this worked up?” he asked, pumping his finger into you slowly several times before a second one joined, causing you to arch into him once more.

“God yes,” you whispered desperately, and suddenly his free hand was on your throat, applying just the right amount of pressure, his fingers inside you stopping briefly.

“Remember, quiet girls get rewarded later,” he growled, squeezing your neck slightly causing you to tilt your head against the door. His lips found yours again, his fingers moving inside of you once more. As his tongue tangled with yours, his hand around your neck didn’t move, but his grip lightened slightly as he got lost in the work of his mouth and fingers.

He was pressing hard into you with two fingers now, the noises your cunt made ungodly to say the least. Then he found that sweet spot inside of you, and a tear slipped out of the corner of your eye, a moan reverberating against Seungmin’s lips.

He pulled away from your lips then, his hand moving away from your throat as well as he concentrated on pumping his fingers into you. You couldn’t help but meet his movement, bucking against his hand as it moved against you, your hands holding onto his broad shoulders as if your life depended on it, your face buried in his neck, mouth slightly ajar from the pleasure. He pulled away from you then, his eyes meeting yours, a hard lust filled look on his face and he whispered, “I want you to look me in the eyes when you cum, baby.”

The coil in your abdomen was already tightening. His thumb found your clit and pressed in hard as he circled in relentlessly, more tears spilling from your eyes and the pressure slowly became overwhelming. He kissed you hard and pulled away again.

“Let go,” he commanded, and the coil snapped without warning, your vision going white, causing your body to shake violently against Seungmin’s hands, your thighs squeezing together as his long fingers continued their work in and out of you, pushing you through your blinding orgasm.

His eyes watched you intently, a smirk spreading across his face. Just as you felt your orgasm ending, Seungmin renewed his efforts, pumping hard and fast into you. The sounds your wet cunt made lewd and wet, You gasped, the breath punching from your lungs as his thumb pressed hard against your clit once more, another orgasm tearing through you without, this one harder than the first and completely unexpected. Your mouth was open, a silent cry frozen in your throat, but your brain was so on fire, you didn’t think you could utter a word if you tried, the fog settling over you as Seungmin gently pulled his fingers from you, sopping wet from your pleasure. You barely registered him sucking his two fingers into his mouth, your high so overwhelming, but when he spoke again, you were brought back to reality.

“God, you taste so fucking good. Maybe I should eat you out before we go,” he teased, pulling his finger from his mouth with a pop, his eyes bright and mischievous. He jokingly moved to get on his knees, but you had enough awareness to grip his firm shoulders and haul him back to his feet.

“I can’t,” you whimpered and he chuckled at that.

“You could,” he disagreed, “But, I don’t think we have the time,” he lamented, his lips finding yours again, this time in a soft and gentle kiss.

“You’re amazing,” you whispered against his lips.

“I know,” he responded confidently. And there it was again, that confidence. You couldn’t help the clench of your walls around nothing at his words. This heightened sense of confidence really did a number on you.

“Fuck. Your hands. Fingers. Gifts from the gods. No other explanation,” you managed. “And this confidence, both with me and on stage,” you looked into his eyes, your lips finding his in a kiss once more. “I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my life,” you admitted.

“Just wait until we get home,” he promised, kissing you quickly and pulling his body away from yours for the first time since you stepped into the small room.

You stepped toward him, your hand reaching for the obvious bulge in his jeans and squeezing firmly, causing Seungmin to still, his head thrown back in a moan.

“Now let me take care of this,” you smiled, squeezing him hard through his jeans. Just then a sound from the hall echoed around you.

“Kim Seungmin! Where the fuck are you?”

Seungmin’s forehead fell forward against yours, a low frustrated chuckle emanating from him. “Fuck you, Chan,” he groaned.

“I mean, I’d rather you fuck me but…” you teased.

“We’re out of time,” you both lamented at the same time. This caused you both to chuckle heartily. His hands came to the side of your face, kissing you slowly once more before a banging on the door jolted you back to reality.

“I know you’re in there,” Bang Chan said. “I heard y/n’s laugh. It’s hard to miss,” he added, but you could hear the smirk in his voice despite the obvious irritation at the two of you disappearing. “Wrap it the fuck up, you’ve gotta get prepped for our outdoor meet, you menace.” Chan hit the door one last time and then you heard him walk away.

“Guess our fun is done for now, jaigiya,” Seungmin groaned. He helped you put yourself back together and took your hand in his. “Let’s find a bathroom and then we can head to the waiting room.” He reached for the door, opening it and stepping out into the hall, pulling you behind him. You grabbed the arm of the hand you were holding, walking closely as you headed down.

“Might want to prepare yourself for later,” he teased, stopping in front of the restroom, his lips finding yours in a chaste kiss. “You’re not gonna know what hit you with the reward you’ve got coming.”

With that promise, he stepped into the bathroom and your shivers renewed with expectation of what that night would hold.

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jazziwritesthings · 4 months

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Letters - Lee Know

The is purely fictional.

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: None I think? Friends to lovers

A/N: Part 2 maybe? Idk

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Arriving back to the dorms after being on tour felt amazing. Minho couldn’t wait to finally sleep in his own bed again. But before he could do anything he knew he had to see you. It seemed they were right when they said that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Sure you texted and video called as much as you could but between the timezones and your job it wasn’t often and for Minho, it wasn’t enough. He still hasn’t admitted it, but he was head over heels for you. So before he did he sent you a text asking you to come to the dorms. He tossed his phone onto his bed and walked to the bathroom to grab a shower.

By the time he came out of the bathroom you were laying on his bed. Looking up as you had heard the door open you saw a shirtless Minho standing there looking exhausted. There was no warning before you were getting up and wrapping your arms around his waist. He didn’t say anything as he wrapped his arms around her back and laid his cheek against the crown of your head.

“I missed you.” You muttered with your head resting on his chest.

“What’s in the box?” He asked, slowly detangling his arms from you.

“ Oh yeah!” Quickly letting go and turning to grab the box you handed it to him. He quirked his eyebrow at you, giving you a questioning look.

“It’s cheesy but I wrote you a letter everyday that you were gone.”

He reached into the box and pulled out one of the folded pieces of paper and began to open it.

“No!” You startled him with a yell. Shaking your head, you took the paper from him and put it back in the box, “ You can’t read them in front of me.”

He nodded his head, “ Why?”

Shaking your head you moved the box to the floor as you made yourself comfortable in his bed, “ Because some of it is corny and I don’t want you to make fun of me to my face.”

He let out a laugh as he pulled on a t-shirt, “ I would never do such a thing.” He turned off the light as you reached for his pillow and threw it at him, missing completely, “ Bullshit!”

The night was spent talking and cuddling before you both fell into a deep sleep.

His sleep was disturbed as he heard voices. “He doesn't like skinship really, but when it comes to her, he doesn’t care.”

“Shh. You’ll wake them.”

Minho groaned before he whispered, “ You already have, what do you want?”

He opened his eyes to see Seungmin and Jeongin standing in his doorway.

“Are you possessed or something?”

He let out a breathy laugh while shaking his head, “ I wish it was that simple. She uh, she wrote me a letter every day I was gone.” He looked up to gauge the younger members' expressions. Both were unreadable. Minho took in a breath and checked you over to make sure you were still sound asleep, “ I’m so in love with her that I don’t know what to do.” He looked over at the kids as Seungmin said, “ Finally. It’s about time you realized that. Now are you gonna tell her or continue to suffer?” The face he gave the younger members told them that they needed to leave so they did, quietly closing the door behind them.

You began to stir awake. “ Good morning.” He said as you stretched your limbs before settling back against the pillow, “ It’s nice that your voice is the first thing I heard today.” Shooting him a tired smile. You saw the deep shade of red taking its place on his neck and his ears before he tried to hide under the blanket.

“ Are you- Are you hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?” You asked as you tried to pull the blanket from his face. “ No. Nope. Totally not blushing.” He was quick with his movements and got up and left the room in a matter of seconds, leaving you alone on his bed laughing loudly at your flustered friend.

Finally leaving his room you walked into the living area and saw Seugnmin on the couch. You made your way over to him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, “ What's up Seungminnie?” He placed his hand on your arm before forcing you to let him go as he pulled you on to the couch. You let out a bit of a yell as you tumbled forwards, over the back of the couch, landing ungracefully next to Seungmin. The thudding of footsteps could be heard before Minho was in the living area, looking panicked. “What happened?” Once he saw you were okay he sort of relaxed. “ Oh you know, Seungmin just tried to kill me.”

“I did not!”

“You did too! Pulling me over the couch!”

“You landed on the couch, you're fine.”

This bickering kept going back and forth. You’d known Minho since elementary school and since Seungmin was his first friend at JYP he automatically became your friend too, resulting in a sibling-like relationship. As far as you were concerned Seugnmin was your little brother.

After hours and hours of conversation, food and games it was getting late, “ I should really get home guys, I have work in the morning.” You stated as you slowly got up from the couch and walked to the door. “ I’ll walk you!”

You and Minho began the walk in comfortable silence. A few blocks from the dorms Minho spotted the convenience store you both frequent, “ Hey.” He nudged you and nodded his head towards the shop, silently asking. You looked up and met his eyes, your own sparkling, “You thinking what I'm thinking?” He nodded his head and both spoke at the same time,

“ Ice Cream.”

After getting your ice creams you began to walk again, only making it to the bench in front of your building. You watched as he sat down and patted the space next to him. You sat down next to him and gave him a questioning look.

“ I have something I really need to say. So I need you to be quiet for a bit, okay?”

Nodding your head you reached for his hand as this topic seemed to have him nervous.

“ I know this is going to change everything but I can’t keep it to myself anymore. If you don’t want to see me or speak to me or be my friend anymore I will understand, okay? But I fell in love with you, and I'm sorry but I can’t do shit about it.”

He pulled his hands from yours as he stood with his back to you, not able to look you in the eyes as you broke his heart. You stood and gently grabbed his hand in yours again,

“I’ve loved you since you threw that rock at me in 1st grade.”

He whipped around to look at you, checking your face for any sign of a lie. When he didn’t see anything other than love and adoration in your eyes he quickly closed the space between you. Tenderly cupping your face in his hands he closed the gap between your lips. Kissing you so sweetly and softly.

He gently broke the connection between your lips pulling his head back a bit, “Wait, don’t pull away, not yet.” He let out a soft chuckle at your whine. You slowly opened your eyes and they met his sparkling brown ones as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Well, isn’t this interesting.” He spoke softly, only for your ears. You let out a laugh as you pulled away a bit, “I will actually hit you Minho.” You warned. He smiled as he gently connected your lips again, “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this.”

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dreamiehan · 6 months

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i have more than enough.

ʚĭɞ pairings — seungmin x reader

ʚĭɞ genre — slice of life

ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ" words — 1.2k

drabbles n’ short works 🍓

Maybe it was envy you felt. Honestly, the feeling was indescribably consuming, it dwelled in every of aspect of your discontent and frustrated eye rolls as you scrolled through social media

Birthdays were always a touchy subject for you and Seungmin knew that well. Throughout the entirety of your two years together, he could never forget the look of utter desperation that plagued your face when you had unintentionally lashed out on him about the subject.

It had been one of the firsts in your relationship with him, both of you knowing there were bound to be some hiccups along the way.

“It’s your birthday tomorrow, did you have anything in mind to celebrate?”

You failed to tear your eyes away from the television at his sudden question, some documentary about the pyramids filled up the remaining silence of shared space while you bit your lip as hard as you could.

“I don’t”, you replied, desperately avoiding his fixated gaze.

He shuffled his posture on the sofa where he sat an arms length beside you, attempting to mitigate the tension that suddenly filled the room.

Your silence and lack of desire to face him spoke volumes.

Seugnmin always prided himself on being able to figure you out, he was quiet and observant of the way you chose to navigate the world even before the two of you started dating but your current actions had thrown him for an unsuspecting loop.

Before he could relish in a sharp inhale to speak his mind, you were already on the defensive.

“I don’t want to celebrate anything!” You snapped, “so just.. drop it okay?”.

Your tone fell deflated as you finally gained the confidence to face him, lash line full of shimmer and threatening to spill.

Seungmin nodded, eyes a bit wide as your outburst slightly startled him but in truth, he understood.

You would always struggle to open up, letting people in felt like a threat, and you were not to blame for the actions that maintained your lifeline of self preservation.

Predisposed to trauma at a young age, fight or flight was your art of survival.

Except, you had always been more of fighter. Confrontational and advocative, yet still learning to navigate the world with an open mind and a broken heart.

Seungmin had always admired you for that.

As your relationship developed, you began to share more intimate parts about yourself. Unpacked family tragedies, feelings of innate loneliness, overarching battles of existential dread, and the desire to rot.

Even with every ugly truth that forced you to bare your soul naked and afraid, Seungmin loved you.

It was not your fault that violent words and screaming at the top of your lungs taught you love. For your identity was mauled and disfigured beyond recognition and still some fragment of that canvas remained.

How could he possibly blame you for pulling yourself out of a house made of cinders buried and in ashe?

You survived and he stood in awe of all your glory.

Today is just another day, Seungmin thought to himself as he greedily allowed his eyes to take in your form.

Nestled beneath the blankets of the bed you two had spent many nights eating each others hearts out.

These walls now held secrets that would die with them and as Seungmin continued to stare at your peaceful state accompanied by slow breaths and little dreamland murmurs, he thinks he could die too.

For the world could end tomorrow and loving you would still surpass any decade old bucket list he’d made as a child.

In all honesty, Seungmin would rather die than ever make you feel uncomfortable, so he went about his morning routine, absent in celebrating all things that signified that today you were one year older.

Two empty mugs set beside the espresso machine that he had diligently washed the night before. Something about the sentiment of matching drinkware with you made him warm on the inside. It was incredibly simple but romantic nonetheless, another one of the many things about your relationship he held dear.

To his knowledge, you had made no indication of plans for the day either. Beyond the normativity of your full-time job, you took your weekends very seriously. Usually that meant lazing the morning away, groggily strolling out of your shared bedroom sometime past noon and somehow still managing to act like you hadn’t slept a wink.

Hence why he was a little bewildered to see your sleepy figure sauntering out into the kitchen before nine in the morning on a Saturday.

“Good morning”.

Seungmin always greeted you, every morning without fail. Despite the on-going unpredictability of the both of your schedules, an early kiss on the forehead and his fleeting presence was commonplace between you two.

Still, seeing him like this.. bare faced and golden, hair untamed, mug in hand with your coffee made just how he knows you like it was infamous for making you fall deeper in love with each passing day.

“You’re awake early”, he noted, carefully placing the warm mug between your hands.

A soft “mhm” of agreement escaped your lips as you sipped the comforting taste of caffeine and caramel.

“I was thinking of doing something today, just us two”.

Your words were quiet, endearing and near child-like as the remnants of sleep still hung over you. Seungmin followed your eyes carefully as you spoke, remembering how today was nothing more than that of ordinary.

He nodded in agreement before you could even begin to expand on your plans for the day.

Who was he to deny you? A mortal man, that’s for sure and although the God’s probably pity him a tad bit, he was more than content with playing the role of jester in exchange for your smile.

“I was thinking we could go strawberry picking, since today is..”, and just like before, your words trailed off into nothing.

Before you could open your mouth to speak once more, Seungmin placed his mug down, freeing both his hands which were now draped upon your waist.

He smiled in light of your aura, cocking his head slightly to the side as his mannerisms begged you to continue.

“Today is..?”, he asked, slowly drawing out each word, waiting for you to fill in the blank.

For a moment, your breath staggered and Seungmin’s grip on your hip bones were replaced with the comforting circular motions of his thumb.

“Today is my birthday”.

Your tone was clear, almost confident if not for the glossy eyes that made a mandatory appearance whenever you were faced with growing beyond the life you knew before you met Seungmin.

“Would that be okay?” You asked, allowing your head to fall flush against chest.

Oh, how his heart ached at your uncertainty. Determined to rewrite the stars if that meant you’d be destined to be loved by him in every time line.

You were healing and growing, fighting a silent battle that not even he could meet you for upon the front lines.

He knew that when he met you but then again, what person was truly absent of age old skeletons in their closet?

With each passing moment together, he watched the fear that once held you hostage begin to quelle. Blooming into a tenacious flame in which you danced at the center.

“I would love nothing more”.

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seunggelic · 1 year

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more than enough - kim seungmin

A/N: wow i am rly bad at updating at a normal rate...BUT I FINALLY WROTE SOMETHING FOR SEUNGMIN (i love him so much guys). its shorter than I initially anticipated but there will def be more fics for him in the future!!

pairing: seungmin x reader

genre: fluff

description: seungmin has learnt to enjoy every moment with you, no matter how small

warning: none

word count: 600+

seungmin watches you get up and leave the table quietly. you hadn’t been talking much which wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary. nonetheless his eyes followed you out the door in worry.

after a couple minutes of contemplation he decided to leave the table and check on you. he was stopped in his tracks when hyunjin starts showing off pictures of kkami.

He smiles and nods politely at the seemingly endless slideshow of pictures, but looks past hyunjin towards the door. “Great…cute…yeah…look I really gotta- oh just one more?” Seungmin sighs but perks up when he hears changbin “has anyone seen y/n? I’ll go look for her” he springs up “nonono I can check on her” his response was met with whistles and a chorus of “ooh’s” he rolls his eyes “yeah yeah shut up” hyunjin gave him a knowing smile. Maybe he was a bit too obvious about his feelings towards you, but you had no idea about them which was more than fine with him.

He makes his way through the hallway, poking his head through each door until finally reaching his room. soft purple light leaked through the bottom of the door. He knocked softly but opened the door when there was no response.

Peeking through the doorway his eyes land on your sleeping figure. Biting back his smile he crept into the room and closed the door behind him.

You looked so peaceful lying on the couch. The atmosphere felt so quiet…so calm. Noticing you didn’t have a blanket he unzipped his gray hoodie and gently placed it over you. Even though it was his favorite it always seemed to make its way back to you.

He sat on the floor so he was at eye level with you and carefully rested his head on the couch. He resisted the urge to move the hair out of your face, afraid he would wake you up. All he could do was look at you and admire your peaceful expression, which was more than enough for him.

“Seungmin? Did you find y/n?“ Felix says from the other side of the door. seungmin springs up from where he was sitting and whips around. “Oh yea um they’re here just sleeping” felix pauses for a bit “.. uh ok just come back soon” seugnmin looks back at you “yep coming”

He starts walking towards the door but stops when he hears shuffling behind him. “Seungmin? Are you leaving?” he felt his heart explode oh my god he likes you so much.

“Well yea did you think I was just gonna watch you sleep?” he replies even though he would gladly watch you for hours. “Can’t you stay for a minute?” Looking back at the door he sighs and makes his way back to the couch.

He lays on the floor while you look at him with tired eyes. “Go back to sleep, I won’t leave”. You smile and reach your arm down to his face poking his nose and cheeks. seungmin gently swats your hand away and starts tickling your nose back. He also uses this opportunity to move that pesky strand of hair our of your eyes.

You snort in amusement and move your hand higher to mess up his hair. He grabs your wrist and moves it away from his head. You expected him to let go but he keeps holding your arm loosely. Shifting slightly you grasp his hand.

He looks up at you but finds your eyes closed. Deep down he knows you aren’t actually asleep, but will play along. He maneuvers your intertwined hands to rest on his chest and prays you can’t feel how fast his heart is beating. Unbeknownst to him your heart is beating just as fast.

One day he would tell you how he really felt, but right now all he had were these small moments with you. That was more than enough for him.

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lieblingspulli · 3 years

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Ginseng Tea?

w/c: 1.8k

Changbin x reader <3

Summary: You feel stressed from being unproductive and it all gets too much. Good thing you have your giant cuddly boyfriend to make you your favorite tea and comfort you!

Note: Sorry I've been away for so long! School sucks! Anyway, I finally finished this piece, it's very self indulgent so please be gentle with this one! Hope you like it and feel comforted too. <33333

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I had been working on this essay for hours. The words just wouldn't come to my head. I had tried sitting in several different places, including two different libraries on campus and my room. I had music going, a couple snacks strewn about and the lights dimmed so as to not hurt my eyes. But no matter what I did, I just couldn’t focus. My brain was straining and I just couldn’t.

I sighed and closed my laptop, resigning to just giving up and calling it a night. Even though this essay wouldn’t write itself, today was not going to bring anything productive. I looked over and the clock read 11:46 pm. I started writing at 4. With another deep sigh, I cradled my head in my hands, trying not to cry. Why couldn’t I just write a bunch of words? It’s late, I’m tired, my boyfriend is still at work, and I just can’t do anything productive because I’m lazy. Tears stung my eyes and my throat dried up with emotion.

With the house being so empty, cold, and dark, I frowned, trying to keep my tears at bay. It was just one of those days, I felt so bad that it started to make my chest heavy and my breathing hard. With one more deep breath, I stumbled over to the cold bed, flopped on top of the covers and buried my face deep into the plush comforter, hoping to just suffocate whatever feelings I had building up.

The seconds turned into minutes and all I could hear was the soft ticking of the clock and the comfortable ambience of random appliances making weird noises in the small, cramped kitchen. All the lights were off, except for the soft yellow desk lamp that illuminated my closed laptop. Peeking over, I felt as if the light were beckoning me to come back, to finish whatever sorry excuse I had come up with. I closed my eyes and listened to the fridge make ice.

The heavy feeling in my chest had lessened after a good amount of time, but the frustrating feeling of my dry throat and burning eyes made me snuggle up into the sheets. The night was quiet, not even the upstairs neighbors were doing anything tonight. It was lonely tonight. I wriggled over to my boyfriend’s side of the bed, hoping his familiar scent would put my frayed nerves at ease. Unfortunately, we had just washed the sheets so his side smelled like detergent. This was what put me over the edge.

With the stupid essay and the immense amount of heaviness in my chest, I burst into tears. Letting myself go, I curled up into a ball on the floor and just cried. I cried until I couldn’t breathe. I cried until I couldn’t produce tears. I cried until I fell asleep.

A soft click signaled the arrival of Changbin. At first, he crept inside, afraid to wake up Y/n. Unfortunately, at some point Changbin stubbed his toe on the miserable corner of the fridge, which stuck slightly out of the kitchen into the hallway. Letting out a yelp, he cradled his toe in pain. After a couple minutes, he thought to check on Y/n so he limped over to the bedroom.

Without turning on the lights, Changbin crept inside the room and set down his bag before noticing two things: a lump of blankets on the floor and the desk lamp still on. It was quiet except for the ticking of the clock, which somehow interrupted the peacefulness. Changbin felt terribly uneasy but brushed it off. Still unaware of where you could be, Changbin went into the small closet and came out with a new set of clothes, ready to go to sleep after his exhausting day. He was halfway in the process of pulling his new shirt over his head when he heard small sniffles coming from somewhere. The sound didn’t really register in his head until a thought clicked into his mind and he immediately started to search for you. Pulling the rest of his arm through his shirt sleeve, he searched the bed and the bathroom before remembering the lump of blankets on the floor.

Carefully, he peeled back the comforter sheet and found your hand sticking outwards, which he immediately slid his own hand into. Slightly concerned, he squeezed it and peeled back more until he found your puffy face pulled into a deep frown. You were still halfway asleep, but you squeezed his hand back and slightly whimpered. Changbin shook your shoulders with his free hand and whispered, “Baby? Are you okay?” He started to pull you closer to him in order to get you off the floor.

You managed to crack your eyes open and you saw a familiar figure in the blurriness of your barely-there consciousness. You squeezed them shut again and said nothing, your throat too dry to reply.

With your lack of response, Changbin definitely knew something was wrong and he let go of your hand. He wrapped you up in whatever loose corners of the blanket he could find and scooped you into his arms before slowly getting up in order to not jostle your sleeping figure. Changbin set you down on your side of the bed before calmly going to the kitchen and pouring a glass of water.

In the time that he was away, you curled back into a tight ball and tried to feel the warmth of your body heat in the blankets. The ticking of the clock suddenly sounded a lot louder than its normal volume and you buried your ears into the blanket.

Just as Changbin entered with some water and a mug of tea, you heard soft droplets of rain hit the window pane.

“I brought you your favorite tea babe. Drink some water while you wait for it to cool okay?” You felt a dip on the side of the bed and then a hand started to rub your side. You stuck out your hand and opened it, to which he gladly accepted and rubbed your hand with his thumb.

“What's wrong love?” He saw you open your eyes and they were a little red as well as a little puffy. You slowly got up and took a long sip of water. Watching you carefully, Changbin went through all the possible scenarios in his head, from failing a test all the way to losing someone. Through all of the scenarios, he just wanted to know what was making you sad. It hurt his heart to see you so unresponsive and upset.

“What tea did you make?” You managed to croak out and immediately took more sips of water.

“Jagi! Your voice! Maybe I need to go get some chamomile tea instead of the one I brought.” He chuckled and rubbed your arm. “I’m a good boyfriend though, I brought your favorite- ginseng.”

You immediately perked up and looked over to the steaming cup of ginseng tea.

“Ginseng tea? I thought we ran out.” You let go of his hand and carefully brought the mug to your lips.

“Careful, don’t burn yourself, hot stuff.” Changbin smiled at his own joke and saw you crack a smile too. Relief poured into his head and he shuffled over to cuddle your slumped figure, careful to not make you spill the hot tea.

“Thank you Binnie. It’s been such a long day.” You looked up at Changbin’s concerned face and smiled appreciatively at your clingy and loving boyfriend. He searched your eyes and grinned with a sly look on his face.

“If your teacher is giving you too much work, just tell me and I’ll go there and teach him a lesson of my own.” He sternly said and squeezed your waist. You just rolled your eyes as you took another sip and hummed in annoyance.

“Yah, y/n. You know you can tell me anything right?” Changbin’s stern face turned into puppy eyes. You set down your cup and cuddled into his side.

“I’m sorry Bin, I’m just so stressed, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Babeeee, don’t apologize. You felt bad, you have a right to have bad days.” He sternly but jokingly complained. “What matters now is making you feel better, I’m here now and that’s all we need to feel better. We just need each other.” Changbin turned to you so he could give you the biggest bear hug possible.

Surrounded by his strong and firm hug, you started to cry again.

“Let it out, jagi. I’m here now to take your pain away. Everything is okay now that we are in each other's arms.” He swallowed you into his arms and let you cry out your stress.

“I love you Binnie. You always know how to comfort me.” You sniffled out and chuckled. “Thank you for the tea.” With that you looked at him and he kissed your forehead. “Anything for my baby, even if it means making you ginseng tea every single night. I love you okay? I’ll let everyone in this city know that I do. I’ll yell it out. I’ll go, ‘Yahhhhhh, Y/n is the love of my life! You hear me? Y/n will be my wife someday! I love her every second of the day, and every day of my life!’” Changbin bravely acted out and ended up rolling on his back with you still in his arms.

With you on top of him and the both of you laughing, you suddenly kissed his lips lightly and snuggled into his neck.

“Yah, Changbin. If you say that, you now have to make me your wife!” You smiled and feather kissed his neck.

Changbin squirmed and yelled, “YAH! I’m ticklish there! Stopppp.” He pouted and started revenge kissing your forehead. This developed into a kiss fight and it ended up with the two of you rolled over with him caging you under him.

“Y/nnnnn. Don’t tease me like that.” He smirked and you smiled innocently.

“No answer? Okay, I guess I have to fight back!” And then he started to tickle your sides. You couldn’t breath by the end of it but this time it was a breathless laughter.

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop. As long as you keep making me tea, I’m a happy girlfriend.” Changbin flopped on his side on the bed to face you and you stayed looking into his eyes. Hands entwined, you smiled and whispered a thank you before snuggling into his chest and settling there. He wrapped his arms tight around you and sighed, both a sigh of relief and a sigh of content happiness. Because as long as you two had each other in each other’s arms, you would both be just fine.

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hanjizung · 4 years

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝟙𝟟: 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘.

Seungmin x Reader.

Word count: 1.4k

♡ Warnings ♡: smut, brat tamer! seugnmin, bratty!reader, degradation, orgasm denial.

【ｐｒｅｖｉｏｕｓ　ｄａｙ　||　ｎｅｘｔ　ｄａｙ】

【Ｋｉｎｋｔｏｂｅｒ　ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

You laughed a little too loudly, hugging Chan's arms as Jisung told yet another one of his jokes.

You looked at him through the corner of your eye. Seungmin was staring at you, taking a sip of his drink. 'Good.' You thought. He seemed to be mad at you. Just exactly what you wanted.

You looked again, this time turning your head completely to smile at him mockingly, but he wasn't there. So you shrugged, giving it no importance. If he needed you or just straight up wanted to have you close then he would know where to find you.

Chan said something, standing up from the couch and you moved next to Jisung who was now paying attention to Felix. You moved closer to him, not caring if your dress showed too much or not, and you finally took Chan's spot, resting your head on Jisung's shoulder.

The seat you were on previously sank, you looked there to find Hyunjin smiling at you, and you started talking with him, your knee touching his and his hand resting on your bare leg, squeezing it when you made him laugh. You were completely immersed in the conversation when Jisung left. But his spot wasn’t empty for too long.

Seungmin sat next to you, pulling you away from Hyunjin, placing you on his lap and surprising you.

You turned your head to look at him, this time fixing your dress because it rode up too high. You overheard Hyunjin excusing himself to give you some intimacy, you never breaking eye contact with Seungmin. You smiled at him cockily, like you wanted to do earlier but weren't able to.

His grip on your hips was strong, one of his hands grabbing your chin and turning you so he could whisper the next thing in your ear:

"You've been ignoring me the whole time, Y/N. I'm getting angry, do you wanna see me angry?"

You took his wrist, removing his hold on your chin to answer him in a quiet voice too.

"I don't know what you mean, but if you couldn't see I was having more fun talking to Hyunjin than being with you. So if you excuse me, I'm going to look for him and keep talking. Bye, Minnie" you tried to stand up, only to be pulled back to Seungmin's lap when you were almost completely up.

"You're making me mad, slut. Ignoring me and letting my friends touch you and look at you. Is that what you wanted, hmm? Is that why you decided to wear this dress?" one of his hands pulled your dress down, trying to cover your leg as much as it allowed.

But you knew it wasn't going to be much, you decided to wear the shortest dress in your closet to tease Seungmin, only greeting him with a peck on the lips when you arrived at the dorms and then ignoring him for the rest of the party. You knew you were pissing him off, but in your mind you had every right to be mad at him. He had been ignoring you, busy with organizing this surprise party for Chan. You understood he was trying to be a good friend, but you missed him. You had needs, needs that he wasn't complying for being too busy. So you were mad, and now he was paying for it.

"You're over thinking things, Minnie, seriously. We'll talk later" you used his nickname again, the one he disliked, and then you stood up, rushing to get away from him and looking for whoever was alone to talk with, needing a distraction from the little moment you just had with Seungmin.

But when you finally found a target, someone was pulling your arm to one of the rooms and closed it behind them, locking it.

"You're being such a brat right now, Y/N. I don't like it, I thought you were going to behave and be a good girl but seems like I was wrong. Why are you trying to make me mad? You like being punished that much?" the owner of the voice sighed tiredly. You stared at him, eyebrows furrowed and crossed your arms.

"Maybe if a certain someone didn't ignore me when I sent him nudes and told him I was horny we wouldn't be in this situation" you answered nonchalantly.

You heard him laugh a fake laugh, pressing the bridge of his nose as he stared at you, one of his hands on his hips.

Seungmin sat in one of the beds and patted the space next to him, obviously commanding you to sit there. You obliged to his order, giving little steps towards him.

You sat there, yelping softly when Seungmin made you lay on your back and he opened your legs wide, taking off your black lacy panties and standing up himself and dragging your body to the edge of the bed you were in.

Seungmin passed a finger through your slit, massaging your clit and making you whimper. He rubbed it, looking at you squirming with a pleased smile on his face.

With the rest of his fingers he teased your entrance, making you whine, your pussy throbbing aching to have him inside you, any part of him filling you up would do.

"You want my fingers, slut? Then beg for them" he whispered. You complied, blurring incoherences as he finally inserted one of his digits into you.

You moaned loudly, focusing on the pleasure Seungmin's fingers were giving you curling inside you and looking for your sweet spot. He found it quickly, knowing your body so well it didn't take him too long. He had you seeing stars in no time, moaning uncontrollably and making your body shake when your orgasm approached, both of you feeling it coming.

And then, he removed his fingers from you.

"Brats don't get to cum" he said, an evil smile on his face as he heard you whine in frustration from the lost orgasm.

"You were a really bad girl today, Y/N. I thought you wouldn't misbehave anymore, but you did" Seungmin started, zipping down his jeans and taking out his cock, "you know what that means? It means you're not allowed to cum unless I say you can."

You whimpered, that meant this would be a long and tiring night, not being allowed to cum was the worst punishment he could've chosen, but at least you would be able to sit the next day and your ass wouldn't hurt.

"Yes, Sir, I understand" you cried out.

Seungmin slowly entered you, grabbing your legs and wrapping them around his hips trying to accommodate himself in an angle that would allow him to hit your g-spot.

He groaned when you embraced him, and you tried tightening your walls around him to make him moan. It worked, a hiss escaping his lips as he started pulling out of you and then trusted inside you again.

You were moaning loudly, forgetting completely about the party going on outside the room. In that moment only you and Seungmin existed, and even if this was a punishment for acting all bratty, you were happy to finally have him inside you, fucking you numb and crying from all the pleasure he was making you feel.

Seungmin sighed, his cock twitching inside you when he was finally close to finding his release. The tears in your eyes making him look blurry above you, you had to wipe the tears to be able to look at his face as he came inside you, pouring his warm white seed inside you.

He pulled out of you, taking your panties from his back pocket and sliding them up your legs until they were in their place. You knew what that meant. You weren't allowed to get cleaned, so you would have to deal with the uncomfortable mess for the rest of the party.

"We're going back to the party, but once it's finished and I take you home you will be properly punished, you understand, slut?" you nodded, looking at him while you waited for him to say anything else, instruction or whatever it was he hadn't said yet.

"That's my good girl. See, you can be good when you want to. Now, I want you to keep my cum safe inside you, and when we're alone at your house I'll take care of fucking the brat out of you. Better be ready for that, slut, because I won't show you no mercy."

#skz fanfic #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids fanfic #seungmin x reader #skz seungmin #seungmin smut #kinktober 2020 #han jizung's kinktober list #day 17

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