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moonhoures · 7 months
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[ 9:03PM — j. wonwoo ]
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warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, fem!reader, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, finger sucking
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Wonwoo had you caged beneath him at the edge of your bed, pounding into you for what felt like ages. The insides of your thighs were aching and slick with your juices. He had made you cum twice already, and he promised this would be the last one, then he’d finally let you rest. But the glimmer in his eyes might as well have been crossed fingers, because you didn’t believe him for a second. With the energy he had now, he could probably go for another round—or two.
His breath was hot and ragged. His fingers clutched onto your thighs like anchors. His hips snapped relentlessly against yours, making the bed creek quietly with his movements. His hair was still a little fluffy from the shower he had taken hours prior, but sweat was starting to form in his roots, making it damp.
“________, you okay?” he asked you through huffed breaths.
Your eyes were shut tight while you tried to focus on your orgasm, but you opened them to look at him when he spoke to you, “Uh huh.”
“Good,” his fox-like eyes looked at you with an amount of love that was too pure for the sinful moment you were having.
After your reassurance, his pace picked up slightly, making your hands grasp onto his waist a little tighter. He thrusted deeper into you every few strokes, like he was coaxing your release to him. He grunted each time he bottomed out inside of you, feeling your warmth completely envelope him just how he loved it. He also loved the way your head fell back into the sheets involuntarily. The way your mouth slacked open from how well he was fucking you. The way your legs pulled up around him as if you couldn’t get enough, even when he was giving you everything he had. Cute, he thought to himself.
He leaned down, capturing your lips in an intense, wet kiss. His deep moans vibrated against your mouth, making you hum back in response. You whined when he pulled away.
“How does it feel, baby?”
Your eyes closed once more. You could feel yourself on the precipice of releasing again. You could practically taste it, “So good, Wonwoo, you always make me feel so good. I’m so close. So close. So clo- Augh-“
It was then your eyes shot open again, and Wonwoo was looking at you with sadistic amusement. He had reached up and hooked his thumb into the corner of your mouth, effectively shutting you up. When he succeeded in doing so, he stuck his other thumb into the opposite side of your mouth, spreading your lips open.
He leaned in close again, speaking in that low tone that made your pussy clench, “You talk too much, y’know that?”
When you simply nodded, he sneered at you. How pathetic you looked when you were being fucked like this. But you were so good for him, he didn’t care. He found it adorable even.
He slipped his digits from your mouth as he bent down to kiss you again, this time more hungry and fervent than before. He thrusted faster than before, wanting to bring you over the edge. He pushed your thighs further up with his hips, allowing himself a new angle to achieve. You moaned against his lips and tongue. When he disconnected them from yours, his hands slipped further down to the base of your neck and shoulders, holding you still as he thrusted into you ruthlessly. His breath was shaking a little from how close he was getting to his own orgasm. Any moment now . . .
You were cumming, clenching around him sporadically. His name tumbling from your lips repeatedly because he was the only thing your pretty, dumb brain could think of in that moment. And he ate it up, a smirk on his lips just before he came inside of you, filling you up for the third time. The skin between your thighs and your sheets were soaked, without a doubt. Your legs were sore and begging for the relief that a good bath would give them right about now. Your arms fell down against the bed. Your chest heaved with each deep breath you took.
Your boyfriend’s hand skimmed over your skin, from your shoulders, down your torso, to your waist where his fingers rubbed you in the most soothing way, “You took that so well. Are you ready to stop?”
Before you even mustered the energy to nod, he was adding:
“Or should I reward you for being so good to me? Hm? You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
You shook your head. Your voice was as weak as your body, fading off when you responded, “Too tired, Won . . .”
He sighed, knowing you had reached your limit for tonight. He nodded in understanding and patted your thighs in encouragement, “Alright, let’s get you taken care of.”
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heennnngggggarae · 4 months
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06.59 AM
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You feel his arms around your waist before hearing him whine.
“Y/nieee,”
Chuckling to yourself, you take a peek at the man who’s clinging to you like a koala, whining again before burrowing deeper to your neck, his hair tickling your face in the process.
“What’s up?” you ask before putting down your pen to ruffle his hair.
“I miss you,” Mingyu said before straightening up, his face now beside yours as he tightens his hold.
“Gyu, I’ve been staying over for almost a week now, how can you even miss me?” you said as you turned around, now facing the pouting man.
“You left me alone in the bed, you meanie,” 
“I’m only gone for 5 minutes,”
“5 minutes too long!”
Chuckling again, you wrapped your arms around him before asking.
“Okay, so what do I have to do to be forgiven by Mr. Kim Mingyu?”
“Hmm, you need to give him a kiss,” Mingyu said, starting to grin.
“A kiss? I can do that,” You say as you stand on your tippy toes.
“Oh no, not just a kiss, but a day long kiss and cuddles because you left me alone for 5 minutes” He said, grinning showing his fangs.
“Geez, what a baby” you said as you press your lips to his, eager to fulfill his wants.
“Only yours, babe” He said between breaths.
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jjuniehao · 1 year
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[08:41 pm]: jeon wonwoo
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“did you know that snails can nap for up to three years?” you whisper, hopeful eyes staring up at your boyfriend’s face from your place on his chest, desperate for even just a crumb of his attention.
are you being a little dramatic? probably. but wonwoo should be used to your dramatics by now.
you can’t even blame him for being this engrossed in the book he’s reading — after all it’s the book you were supposed to read together, only for you to sheepishly admit to finishing it all by yourself in just two days. wonwoo just gave you a disapproving look and told you that he’d postpone all date activities until he finished the book as well in order to get you two to be even again.
this was your punishment, of sorts.
wonwoo just hums, one of his hands leaving the pages of the book to rub along your back in acknowledgment and before you can get the chance to bathe in the little attention he spared you, his hand is gone again.
you sigh dramatically, body going limp and letting your head fall down against his chest. “did you know that lack of attention will cause a broken heart?” you try again, not looking at him this time but rather choosing to nuzzle into his neck instead.
you seem to catch his attention this time, since his eyes leave the page for the first time in an hour, small smile playing on his lips and brows raised in question, “is that so, baby?”
you nod silently, sighing deeply for full dramatic effect. he hums as if in deep in thought, his hand finding the back of your head, pressing you a little closer to himself.
“and how do we prevent a broken heart?” he murmurs, letting the book fall shut and placing it on the bedside table. you can’t bite back the smile that breaks out on your face, because evidently, you won.
“well, first, a kiss,” wonwoo hums in response, urging you to keep going, “then a backrub and…maybe some takeout from the dumpling place we like?” you lift your head to finally look at him, hopeful spark in your eyes at the prospect of your favourite dumplings, only to be met with the goofiest, most smitten look you’ve ever seen on your boyfriend’s face.
“in that specific order?” wonwoo grins and you pretend to think about it for a second, even rubbing your chin for good measure. “no, as long as all three conditions are met, heartbreak is averted!” he snorts at you, suddenly reaching forward and pulling your face closer, peppering soft kisses all over.
wonwoo squishes your face, love downright pouring out of his eyes, “i love you,” he places a kiss on your forehead, almost as if to emphasise his point, “let’s get you your dumplings and that backrub, hm?”
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roziesmei · 3 months
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play fight
pairings: svt!minghao x reader
content: fluff, slight cursing, just Minghao losing his cool because of your bestfriend, jealousy (?) mostly js playful
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It was a well-known fact that Minghao was a chill person, he never got jealous nor annoyed, making him an angel in many's eyes and today was no different. Well, that's what you thought until today. Your bestfriend, Lex, was over at your house as you guys were both too busy to catch up this week. She started telling you about what was new and vice-versa while Minghao was just quitely sitting beside you till she uttered those words.
"You're my baby"
Minghao shrugged it off at first, not really caring about it too much as similar words to that kept occurring in your conversation.
"Minghao needs to back off"
He quickly raised an eyebrow and turned his attention to her, "Back off who? My own girlfriend?" He asked, as if he was daring her to repeat it once more to which, well.. She did.
"Back off my girlfriend." She said with a playful smirk, grabbing onto your thigh as you watch in amusement, Minghao's lips tugged downwards before he smacked her hand off your thigh.
"Ow!" She winced before turning towards you, "Aren't you gonna defend me? You're my beloved, remember!" She adds on, as you just shake your head and let out a small laugh before Minghao interrupts, grabbing onto your shoulder and pulling you towards him. "She likes me more than you, right love?" he looks down at you while nodding his head like a puppy seeking it's owners approval. You snort, nodding your head "Yeah, yeah, I do". He immediately sticks out his tongue at your bestfriend, as if he had won a prize to which she just rolls her eyes in a playful intent.
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kwanisms · 1 year
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genre: smut (sorry, this is pure filth lmao)
pairing: bff!Mingyu x (f) reader
wc: 908
warnings: smut (minors dni), size kink, bulge kink, big d!ck Gyu, cursing
a/n: I have no excuses. Sky asked me to torture her with Mingyu instead of Hongjoong, so this is the result. The happiest of birthdays to my love, my soulmate, my other half. This one is for you @yoonguurt
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[00:24]
It had been a simple question, asked by your best friend.
"What's the biggest dick you've ever had?"
Totally innocent question for Mingyu to ask you. Best friends ask each other that all the time, right?
So how did it lead to you on your back, Mingyu between your thighs with quite possibly the biggest dick you've ever seen in your life resting on your lower stomach as if measuring how far it would reach inside you?
If you weren't nervous before, when Mingyu slyly suggested he showed you that his was bigger than any you'd ever had, the idea of this monster splitting you open certainly made you nervous now.
Mingyu, sensing your apprehension, gently ran his hand up the outside of your thigh, as if to quietly say "hey, I'm here. I've got you." His touch helped ease some of the tension but it didn't go away completely. Not when you could see and feel how absolutely huge, and heavy, his cock was.
"Is that even going to fit??" You managed to squeak out, trying not to eye him up. Mingyu smiled down at you, that sweet almost innocent smile he always gave you.
"Don't worry, Y/N. I promised I'd go slow and be careful," he answered, fingers skimming over the skin of your knee.
He had taken his time earlier, before he showed you his cock, working you up, teasing your clit with his tongue (which he was fantastic at by the way) and stretching you with at least three of his fingers to prepare you. Even then, you still didn't think it would fit.
Nodding your head silently, you gazed up at him with wide eyes, bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you nibbled on it softly.
"Okay," you finally said, letting out a breath you forgot you were holding in. "I trust you," you added.
Mingyu valued your trust and loyalty in him more than anything. He was your best friend after all.
Taking his massive length in his hand, he leaned back a bit, guiding the tip of his cock to your entrance, slowly rubbing the tip against you and coating it in your arousal. He had a small bottle of lubricant on hand if he needed it but hopefully, with how much attention he gave you earlier, you wouldn't need it.
Keeping his eyes on your face to watch for any sign of discomfort, Mingyu slowly pushed the head of his cock into you, stilling momentarily to gauge your reaction. You nodded, waving your hand almost nonchalantly, as if it was perfectly normal for your best friend to be filling your wet cunt with his monster sized dick.
Totally normal.
He continued, sliding further in, eyes threatening to shut as your tight walls tried to pull him in deeper. It took almost every bit of willpower in him not to slam his hips into yours, filling you in one quick thrust. As much as he wanted to be full inside you, he didn't want to scare you, or worse, hurt you.
Mingyu kept his eyes trained on your face, watching your expression morph into one of shock as he slid in slowly, inch by inch until he felt the tip of his cock press against something that somewhat hard, stopping him from stuffing his entire length inside you.
He glanced down and saw that while most of his shaft was inside you, there was still a good couple of inches left. He looked back up to meet your gaze, one of his hands moving to your thigh and caressing it gently.
"Talk to me," he whispered, trying to hide exactly how difficult it was for him to hold back. "You okay?"
You nodded. Surprisingly, it hadn't hurt as much as you thought. Sure there was a stinging but thanks to his preparation, he went in without much resistance. Although it took a toll on your body; trying not to cum instantly on his cock was a challenge itself. You didn't think you'd last long when he started moving.
"I'm not fully in," he admitted with a sheepish grin. You glanced up at him, eyes widening. "What?" you asked incredulously. He nodded, looking back down to where your bodies met.
"Yeah, still got a couple inches left," he continued.
You let your head fall back against the pillows. "Jesus fuck, Mingyu," you cursed, causing a cheeky grin to appear on your best friend's face. "Mingyu is fine," he said jokingly. "You don't have to call me Jesus." Your eyes snapped up to meet his dark gaze.
"But fuck?" he continued, pulling back slightly only to thrust forward slowly, leaving you breathless as he shoved his entire cock into your pussy. You gasped out, grabbing the sheets below you.
"Oh my god!" you panted, feeling as if he was going to split you in half.
"Oh, would you look at that," he said, eyes no longer on your face but instead looking down at your stomach. You lifted your head to get a peek and let out a whimper at the sight.
Down, just past your navel, was a small bump. A little bulge that you just knew was the tip of his cock. Your eyes traveled up the tanned and toned skin of your best friend, already finding his gaze on your face, a mischievous glint in his eye, and a devilish smile on his lips.
"Looks like it fits after all."
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celestinqs · 10 months
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[ 06:35 ]
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✿ synopsis: in which you interrupt your boyfriend’s morning routine. ✿ pairing: boyfriend! yoon jeonghan x fem! reader ✿ word count: 847 ✿ warnings: suggestive, implied sex, kissing, lowercase intended. . .( let me know if i missed anything ) minors dni! ✿ author's note: hi lovelies, this is my first posted work, so i cannot promise that it is good, but i hope that you enjoy reading! feedback is appreciated. love, lina !
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the room was enveloped in a soft, dim glow, as the light from the connected bathroom delicately illuminated your complexion. jeonghan, attempting to minimize any noise or disturbance, switched on the light with careful movements. however, the flowing sounds of sink water as he began brushing his teeth abruptly pulled you into a state of consciousness. slowly opening your eyes, you were greeted by the gentle hue cast by the bathroom light, feeling a sense of confusion as you wondered where your boyfriend had disappeared to.
in the reflection of the bathroom mirror, jeonghan observed as you stirred awake, your face displaying a mix of bewilderment. "good morning, pretty girl," he mumbled, gaining your attention, toothbrush still in his mouth.
the name "pretty girl" awoke something inside of you. "you know you can’t say stuff like that to me when i first wake up." you groaned, until your eyes met him through the mirror, causing your heart to skip a beat again upon seeing your boyfriend's appearance. suddenly feeling embarrassed as you realized jeonghan had witnessed your face reddening, you swiftly turned away, burying your blushing expression beneath the comforter. your cheeks grew even warmer as you heard jeonghan's gentle laughter, prompting you to peek out from under the covers and find him watching you, a fond smile adorning his face.
your boyfriend had always been handsome, a fact acknowledged by everyone, himself included. but there was something about his appearance in the early morning that stirred indescribable feelings within you, emotions you were too bashful to confess. he looked angelic amidst the soft morning light, with his hair messily falling over his eyes. his sleepy gaze, still heavy with slumber, seemed to sparkle when he smiled. your heart fluttered every time you witnessed him like this.
jeonghan watched your reaction to the pet name in the reflection of the mirror. "stuff like what'?" he asked, knowing exactly what you were referring to, but he enjoyed the reaction that it gave you, thus he chuckled softly in amusement, finishing up his morning bathroom routine before approaching your side of the bed. crouching in front of you, he absentmindedly brushed his fingertips up and down your exposed arm, gently reminding you of his presence.
pulling the comforter from over your face, you turned back to face him, a pout taking over your expression. "jeonghannnnn..." you whined, a playful grin forming on his face.
"what's wrong?" he knew exactly what was bothering you, but he wanted you to admit it.
"can you give your girlfriend just five minutes?" you watched as his expression changed, contemplating his next move. "please?" you mirrored his movements, trailing your fingertips up and down his arm. he shivered in pleasure at your touch, and a warmth spread through your body as you observed his reaction.
"five minutes is never just five minutes."
"...and whose fault is that?" you quirked an eyebrow at him. “it’s not my fault that you always tease me.”
"you know i want this just as much as you do, but i have to be at practice in..." he tapped your phone screen on the nightstand next to him, checking the time displayed, "... twenty-five minutes."
"but it's saturday..." impatience took over as you became more handsy, your fingertips trailing from his arm down his chest, and under his shirt. he jolted a bit, your cold fingertips shocking his skin. 
he gently grabbed your wrist in an attempt to stop you. "...and i have a comeback in two weeks." jeonghan also longed to cast aside his excuses. he desired to give in just as much as you did. "you know how hoshi and dino are; they won't accept anything less than perfection."
"fine, go to your practice." you eventually surrendered, groaning and turning away from him. "thankfully, i have other ways to satisfy myself."
you knew that jeonghan would not take that well. your response struck a chord within him. fortunately for you, jeonghan found it incredibly difficult to resist your desires, especially when what you desired was him.
"fine. five minutes," he relented, attempting to nudge you over to his side of the bed so he could get in beside you. taking you into his embrace, he peppered kisses along your face.
"that's all i was asking for," a smile spread across your face as you finally got what you desired. it always seemed to work out that way with jeonghan. it was simple: he couldn't resist you.
"you're insatiable, you know that, right?" he teased, and as he began to nip at your neck, a soft sigh escaped your lips.
"and yet, you still love me." you didn't resist as he shifted his position, hovering over you, a proud smirk adorning his features. he then leaned in to kiss you softly, but you pulled back before he caught your lips, "no kissing though. i haven't brushed my teeth yet. my breath probably smells."
"i don't care if your breath smells like death; just kiss me," he declared.
"how romantic," you muttered, teasingly, leaning in to meet his lips. 
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fairyhaos · 10 months
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[23:03 PM] — minghao .
348 words, no warnings, fluff, est. rs
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It takes more effort than it normally does for you to push open the front door, stumbling inside, feet and eyes burning. He looks up as you trudge into the living room, and there's no smile on his face, but an understanding softness that feels infinitely more comforting.
He's still awake—because of course he is, even though you insisted he didn't have to stay up for you—and he shuffles over slightly, patting the space beside him on the sofa. Almost instantly, you flop down next to him, and the tears start pooling in your eyes as if they've been waiting for you to be next to your home before they try to spill over.
"How was your day?" Minghao murmurs, because even though he knows, can see the exhaustion radiating from you, he asks because he wants to hear your thoughts. He wants to know how you truly feel.
"Horrible," you reply, and he just chuckles, wrapping an arm around you as your face is buried into his shoulder, dampening the fabric with your tiredness.
Minghao hums softly, rubbing a hand comfortingly over your arm. "That's alright. Do you want to tell me about it?" When you shake your head, he hums again. "That's alright too."
There's silence, then, as he lets you cry quietly into his shoulder, letting you cry out all your frustrations without interruption. He holds you as the tears die down, dabbing your eyes with his own hands, tilting your chin upwards and pressing a quiet kiss to your nose.
"I'm here for you," he says, and there's sincerity in his eyes, visible even in the dim room. Eyes asking you if you're feeling a little better now. Eyes carrying the underlying message of 'I love you'.
You smile, slightly. "Thank you." 'I love you too'.
Minghao searches your eyes for a long moment, and then smiles—sweet, comforting, understanding. "Don't worry. You're home now."
As he hugs you once again, warmth and love practically tangible in his touch, you can't help but close your eyes and melt into the embrace.
Yes. This was home.
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secndlife · 7 months
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[12:03pm]
“Babe.” 
Soonyoung’s voice echoed through the room, and you hid your face under the covers in response. 
He had gotten home from teaching a class not long ago, heading straight to the shower while giving you an eye about being right where he left you. You had gotten up while he was out just to brush your teeth and wash your face, settling back on your side of the bed when you were done.
Usually, Soonyoung wouldn’t push you to get up, being well aware of how much you liked to laze around during the weekends. But you couldn’t really afford it. Not today.
“You need to pack,” he nudged again, playfully throwing whatever shirt he decided to wear on top of you, hoping it had hit you properly. Soonyoung kept on rampaging through his drawers, clearly unable to find whatever he was looking for. “Did you see my black Adidas shorts?”
You sighed, placing the covers by your chest, body still flat on the mattress. “Didn’t you pack them?”
Soonyoung hummed, “I did, you’re right.” After staring at his other bottoms for what seemed like forever, he found the solution to his problem. “Guess I’ll just have to stay shortless until it’s time to leave.” 
A chuckle escaped you, “You do that.” 
After putting on his boxers, Soonyoung turned around, hands on his waist like a scolding mother. “Babe.”
“I know, I need to pack.” You groaned. 
You and Soonyoung were going away for a week to celebrate your third anniversary. He chose Thailand as he had been there before but without you. He had favorite places he wanted you to see. Foods he wanted you to eat. 
Soonyoung wanted to hold your hand on the rooftop he had been to on his last visit. To see your face illuminated by the city lights. To tell you how much he loved every single day of the past three years there, while you made the face you usually make when you see a breathtaking view. 
He had that face too. And he made it every day when he laid eyes on you. 
“I know you hate packing.” Soonyoung was closer now, sitting by the edge of the bed. He took your hand in his and started rubbing your skin gently. “I’ll help. I’m done anyway.”
You scoffed, “Of course you’re done.” 
Soonyoung had packed almost a week early in excitement, complaining then almost daily how he barely had any clothes to wear. It was borderline comical how you were the one leaving things to the last minute this time.
Reversed roles. 
He laughed, eyes shaping into crescents and making butterflies show up at the pit of your stomach. God, how you loved his eyes. “You really need to, though. We’re leaving soon.” Soonyoung pressed a kiss on your knuckles, and you almost melted. “C’mon, I got you.”
Another groan, and then some whines. “I don’t want to.” 
Soonyoung giggled, finding your act way more endearing than he should. “I’ll give you a kiss for every piece you put in the suitcase.” 
“That’s not gonna help with my overpacking tendencies, Soonyoung.” Your tone was gentle, and the words almost got lost between your airy laugh. 
Maybe that’s why you hated packing. Because you felt like you had to take too many clothes. You know, just in case. 
Soonyoung stared at you in a pathetic attempt to convince you without having to say anything else. Useless. 
When you showed no signs of getting up, he decided to bring the big guns. 
Soonyoung laid down on top of you, shirt still lost somewhere between the covers. His hands were by the sides of your head, and you could feel the warmth his body was irradiating. The sun was shining on his torso and he looked way too enticing.
“You have to.” 
You raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk forming across your lips, “How am I supposed to pack when you’re half-naked on top of me?” You wiggled your hips, and Soonyoung started to regret his actions.
“You have to,” he repeated while doing his best to maintain his composure. 
You nodded and your hands moved to pull him closer, fingers locked by the back of his neck. 
Soonyoung was way too hard to resist. 
When his chest was finally pressed against yours, he stopped himself when he was mere inches from your lips. “I can’t kiss you now,” it was barely a whisper. “There’s nothing on your suitcase yet.” 
Your eyes were closed already while your breath fanned against his face, “Just one. I’ll bring more than one thing anyway.” 
He considered saying no. He really did. But he couldn’t. Not when you were this needy for him.
You were way too hard to resist. 
So Soonyoung kissed you. Soft and hot and it felt just as amazing as the first kiss the two of you had shared years ago. 
Fireworks. 
And he kissed you again. And again. And again.
Eventually, your hands traveled to his waist, making sure to keep him flushed against you. You wouldn’t break the kiss if you had a choice, but you needed more. Kissing him was addictive in the best of ways. His lips would never fail to leave you at his mercy. “Please.”
Soonyoung laughed, pulling back to start licking on your neck. “What do you want?”
Your head was spinning and your body felt like it would combust anytime soon. More. More. More. You let out a small moan in response, “Anything.” 
It took him every inch of willpower and self-control to do what he just did. But extreme situations call for extreme measures. 
He had to.
Before you could even process what was happening, Soonyoung was standing, placing himself by the sides of the bed while you stayed there in confusion. 
The look of shock mixed with frustration on your face made him want to jump back and give you what you needed. 
He couldn’t.
The carpet below Soonyoung’s feet was doing a good job in grounding him, so he decided to focus on that feeling rather than on the way his body already missed yours.
“What are you doing?” You whined, wanting nothing more than to feel Soonyoung again.
“Forcing you to pack,” your boyfriend responded, triumphantly. 
For the second time that day, you moved from your spot. You waddled on your knees towards Soonyoung, who, against his best judgment, welcomed you with open arms. 
“Don’t wanna pack now.” It was your turn to kiss his neck, teeth barely gazing against the veins that he had there while you pulled his hair slightly. 
Low blow. 
Fuck you for knowing every single thing that made him weak. 
He couldn’t give in. He had to be strong.
Soonyoung managed to release himself from your ministrations, poker face game strong, much to your dismay. 
“You’re kidding,” you complained. “I’m practically begging here.” 
He nodded, “I know.” Soonyoung had always loved the way you begged for him. 
“Babe.” 
He crossed his arms in defense, moving further and further away until he was sat by the windowsill. Soonyoung had every intention of fucking you senseless. He’d just do that after your suitcase was closed shut.
"Are you trying to bribe me with sex?"
"It sounds kinda bad when you say it like that," he pursed his lips. "Think of it as a reward. You'll get what you want when you're done."
You sat back on your heels, the soft fabric of the mattress easing the weight placed on yourself. “Are you actually doing this?”
Soonyoung made himself comfortable and offered you a wink, “Yes.” 
You could barely think straight, so you just muttered the only word that came to mind. He had to give in.
“Babe.”
“You should really get to it.” The teasing in his tone made you roll your eyes.
Not long after, and clearly defeated, you finally stood up. If looks could kill, Soonyoung would probably be dead. Or in a coma. Something serious, for sure. 
“I hate you,” you said, walking down the hallway in search of your suitcase.
You couldn’t see it, but Soonyoung smiled. Big. Bright. 
A winner’s smile.
“Love you too.”
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a/n: idk bro. i had to pack today bc i'm leaving for my summer trip tomorrow and i've been having so many soonyoung thoughts bc i miss writing for him so muchhhhhh. so this happened. in like a little over two hours i think? i legit saw the moon moving while i wrote it. anyway! this is completely unedited and also not proofread bc it's almost 1am and i need to sleep but i wanted to post this anyway so. here ya go? idk i hope this doesn't suck ma dudes. let's see what i'll think in the morning. yeah so !! my askbox is open as usual hehe
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imma-queencard · 6 months
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[23.35pm] Soft Jeonghan!x f.reader.(requested!)
"Why don't you come here and see?" you furrowed looking at your boyfriend Jeonghan who was hiding something under the blanket.
"Really? I really have to finish this essay!" you groaned staring at your laptop screen. But you really wanted to see what jeonghan was hiding under the blanket. You swore you saw him ruffling his hands under the comfy and hid something when you mentioned the stuff a moment ago.
"But sweetie,there's nothing. Keep writing that piece of essay of yours." he sweet-talked. You pouted. Now that was sus. No way jeonghan would be that sweet without any reason.
"Why are you so sweet all of a sudden huh?hiding something under-" you muttered playfully walking up to the bed. Your hands reached and was about to tug the blanket when his strong hands gripped around yours. Tugging you rather onto the bed under the blanket. You almost laughed out feeling tickled.
"Ugh!hannie!what are you doing!I still have pages to type!" you whined as he wrapped his arms around your waist under the blanket.
"It's time for you to sleep! You are already working too hard!" he mumbled patting your head.
"But I really need to-" you tried to wiggle out of his grip but his strong arms put you on your place, safe between his arms.
"No buts,darling. It's just an essay!You're getting too hard on yourself.." he cooed looking into your eyes seriously. He has been watching you typing that stuff almost for three hours and he had had enough.
You hummed,"you really care about me a lot,dont you hannie?" You asked pecking his lips.
"Not really. The last thing I want is to get you dark circles under your eyes you know?Like a panda chewing bamboos sitting in front of a laptop and typing so-Ouch!" you punched his arm playfully,
"Dont you dare!I hate you so much!" you whined childishly hiding your face in his chest.
"I love you too sweetie."
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This is for my 200 followers event. 4 slots are still open. So do send req/ideas. Ofc male idol x f. reader...
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weird-bookworm · 8 months
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9:52 ᴘᴍ
it was a quiet day. you went to college, attended classes, spent time with friends, and came home to minghao in a fluffy bathrobe, reading.
it was pleasantly surprising to see him back home to early. you settled in comfortably next to him after a quick shower, tucked in beside him, making you look smaller than you were.
some time later, you both gravitated towards each other, even closer, if it was possible. you laid your head on his lap, as he read and absentmindedly played with your hair. not even a few minutes had passed before you let out a loud yawn, startling minghao out of his daze.
"sleepy?" he quietly asked. you hummed back in reply and snuggled down further. he chuckled and continued playing with your hair.
"how was your day?" his voice was deep and calming and only lulled you further into slumber.
"hmm, nice," your voice was muffled as you replied back, "we had to submit an assignment tod—" you were interrupted by another yawn.
"sleep, bǎobèi, i'm here," he bent down to press a soft kiss on your hairline, continuing to card his fingers through your hair.
it wasn't long before you found yourself in a dreamless sleep, your body so relaxed after a long day that you felt as if you could float away any moment.
minghao stared at you as you slept, his heart growing fonder with each passing second. he pressed another light kiss, this time on your head, and smiled to himself.
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neobaobei · 7 months
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[09:36]
Pairing: Mingyu x Female Reader; Pure fluff
WC: 320+
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"ax plus... b and dx square...?" you mumble incoherent math equations, looking at your textbook that has nearly thirty questions in one page. You let out a sigh, a deep one, deep enough to make your seatmate glance at you in a not so subtle manner.
This was your eighth one of the day.
You sigh once again, blush creeping your cheeks, as you felt mingyu's elbow brushing past your clothes ones as he kept writing. Having a left handed seatmate has it's cons!!
You look back at your teacher as he was taking a really hard question. You couldn't really focus now that his elbows wouldn't stop dashing with yours as he imprints those letters on his notebook!
You try to move step away from him as you saw him struggle with his gigantic arms in that really tiny table. You moved a bit, noticing his gaze fixated on you as if you were doing something crazy.
"Um.. What are you doing..?" He whispers at you, slightly nervous that he had made you uncomfortable. "Incase, you were uncomfortable, since you are left handed..." You mumble in a really low voice that only he could comprehend, and continued taking notes as if nothing had happened.
He narrows his eyes at the little space between your and his seat, cursing silently at the university for not providing bigger tables before pulling your chair closer to yours swiftly, his hands finding its way to yours. He did it so nonchalantly, that it took you solid minutes to process what just happened.
His large fingers wrapped around your small, thin ones as he smiled at you, making you blush at the physical contact of your skin's against each other.
You immediately look around the classroom, checking if anyone saw you both holding hands, only to find your friends already sending knowing smirks at your direction, making you turn redder than you already were.
Guess it's time to finally reveal your relationship.
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sungbeam · 1 year
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[𝟏𝟏:𝟐𝟒𝐀𝐌] — chwe hansol x gn!reader
0.3k words, fluff, sleepy non cuddles!
a/n: @maijunejuly our due nonie cuddle fic 🫂
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Vernon Chwe's favorite pastime would be spending time with you. He would prefer for this to be done in some simple form; he need not be impressed, and neither did you. And as rain bashed against the windows of your shared apartment, effectively cancelling your outing for the day, Vernon collapsed onto the couch, propping his legs up to get comfortable. 
You emerged from the bedroom swaddled in his cornflower blue hoodie and a pair of white wired earbuds dangling from your fingertips. "Not up to going out then?" You mused, sitting on the edge of the couch. 
He made a face. "You see that rain? No thanks."
You giggled, the sound bringing a smile to his face. You passed him the left earbud and the dongle, letting him plug the latter into his phone and the bud itself into his ear. 
In practiced motion, you climbed between his legs and settled on his chest, his heartbeat thrumming beneath your finger tips. From below, Vernon messed with his phone, a cute crease between his eyebrows. His tongue poked his cheek and you tapped said cheek with your finger. 
A smile bloomed on his face. "Stop being cute."
"You stop being cute." The soulful strumming of an electric guitar filled your ear and you busied yourself by mindlessly drawing little swirls on Vernon's chest. Between the serenade in your ear and the rain drumming against the window, you were for sure going to be lulled to sleep. 
You glanced up at Vernon, opening your mouth to say something, then saw his delicately closed eyes and peaceful expression. His breathing was even and shallow; he slept far too easily, your Nonie. 
With a sigh, you curled back into him. "Love you, Non," you murmured, drawing a little heart on his chest. 
As you drifted off to sleep, you felt his hand that rested on your back draw a little heart back. I love you, too. 
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heennnngggggarae · 3 months
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22.34
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“I’m tired,” 
You say the words in a hushed tone, saying it directly and not just repeating it in your head makes it feel real, your shoulder feels heavy as if someone put imaginary stones on it, and all those depressing thoughts, and the stress clouds your head again and you feel like you’re being pulled underwater, slowly losing your ability to breathe. 
Your shoulder sags as you let out a shaky breath, before taking a deep breath, trying to imitate that breathing exercise that you’ve seen on social media, but you know it’s not working. As much as you want it to, you always fail before the timer ends.
“Should I put the food in the fridge then?” 
You lift your head up to look at Chan, before looking at the plates in his hand. You didn’t expect Chan to listen or even reply to your question, and by his question you doubt he knows what you really meant. 
“You should go eat, Chan, I’m just gonna go to bed,”
He looks at you with wide eyes, before his brows furrows and his lips start to pout. You don’t like how he looks right now, sure it’s cute but you never like making Chan sad at you.
“But I want to eat together…”
“I’m sorry sweetie, I’m just really, really tired today, and I don’t think I have the strength today,”
You hope that he doesn’t catch the double meaning behind your words, with his job and all, telling him about your stress and weighing him down with it is the last thing you want.
“Are you sick? I can order soup if you want?”
His tone may not change, but his sad expression changes to a panicked one in an instant, while his hands start to feel around your face, looking for unusual heat, comparing it to his own.
You lift your hand to stop his arm movement, before smiling at him.
“I’m fine Chan, I’m just gonna go to bed, okay? You go eat, I don’t want you to skip dinner”
You say as you stand up and walk towards the bedroom, leaving a confused Chan.
You lay down on the bed before wrapping the blanket around your frame, leaving a tiny hole around your nose so you can breathe, hoping sleep catches you fast.
A few minutes went by before you heard rustling of sheets and the blanket around your body being pulled. You turned around facing Chan’s back before he turned around, settling on his side.
“Hi”
“Hi? You finished eating already?” you asked him because Chan usually takes his time while eating.
“No, can’t eat without you, so I just eat a little,”
You feel your chest ache, he’s barely eating because of you, what kind of a partner are you?
“Besides, you’re tired, I’m tired, It’s better if we just sleep, right?”
Chan asked as he pat your head, smiling at you.
“Are you free tomorrow?” Chan asked before pulling you to closer to him.
“Uh, yeah, why?” it’s rare that Chan asked if you’re free or not, usually when he wants to go on a date he’d just ask if you want to go on a date directly.
“Let’s have a self care day tomorrow, I want you to be stress free and make you lose all that bad thought you have in your pretty little head,”
You’re genuinely surprised, how did he even know?
“How’d-”
“Boyfriend instinct babe, now come here, I want to snuggle with you,”
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jjuniehao · 1 year
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[11:23 pm]: yoon jeonghan
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you love your boyfriend, you really do. there’s close to nothing you wouldn’t do for him, and every day you get to wake up next to him, kiss him, have him love you back in the same way is a day you’re eternally grateful for.
you have to keep reminding yourself of that, a constant chant of, i love him, i love him, i love him, i love him, echoing in your head.
because if you didn’t, you’d personally shove each and every single one of the 1000 puzzle pieces in every orifice on his body.
“why would you start with a random chunk? everyone knows that you start with the edges first!” jeonghan smirks a little at the exasperation in your voice, rummaging through the piles of puzzle pieces you had sorted through and put aside for later.
“but look, i can see the petals so clearly. why would i wait when i can see which pieces go together?” you stare at him incredulously, watching him break apart pieces you had assembled already, only to try to make them fit with his puzzle pieces.
“han, what are you doing?! this obviously doesn’t fit—“ you reach over to snatch the pieces from him, and your boyfriend’s quick reflexes be damned, because instead of puzzle pieces, you end up halfway sprawled over his lap, fist tightly clutching onto the sleeve of his hoodie.
jeonghan looks at you with one brow raised, almost mockingly smirking at you while he keeps trying to make two very ill-fitting pieces fit somehow, “hey now, it’s puzzle time. whatever you’re planning over there can wait for later.”
you groan, ears turning red, “you’re insufferable. why am i so in love with you?” jeonghan laughs, fricking laughs, at that and chucks the puzzle pieces to the side. he wraps his arms around you, pulling a quiet gasp from you, pulls you closer to him and lets himself fall back on the couch with you now sprawled on top of him.
he grins at you, and if you weren’t still so irked about the whole puzzle drama, you’d notice the fondness in his features, something that’s reserved for you exclusively. “jeonghan—“
before you can start your rant about proper puzzle etiquette, your face is pulled down for a kiss. and another. and another.
“you were right. you start from the edges. you’re just so easy to provoke and so cute when you get all huffy,” he coos, another kiss placed to your lips. “forgive me, yeah? my puzzle master.”
“hmm, maybe. i’ll think about it,” you hum, nuzzling into his neck and letting out a satisfied sigh. jeonhan’s hand comes up to run along your back, making you relax against him. “what about your puzzle?” he lightly pinches your sides, making you squirm in his hold.
“you’re better at cuddles than at puzzles.” there’s an infatuated smile on his face and he just hums in agreement, deciding that he’d much rather have you cuddled up to him like this anyways.
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part of the bucketlist boyfriends series.
*i can’t link it since it messed with the tags :(
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roziesmei · 2 months
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love is sour.
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pairings: ex!jeonghan x reader
genre/content; crack, fluff, exes to lovers, enemies to lovers, social media au (smau)
TAGLIST; @minhui896 @wonwoos-wineparty @jhuuni @kitsumaki @blurr3db3rry @woncheecks @writingbarnes @itstheghostofmypast
synopsis; Ever since you and Jeonghan broke up, there was some obvious tension and lots of arguments but, you did try to hold it together for the group. Well, the others, being quite sick of your nonsense planned to make the sparks fly once more, for the better of the friendship and also their enjoyment
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PLAN
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001; The Plan
coming soon . . .
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kwanisms · 1 year
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[02:14], Jihoon, requested by anon
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╰┈➤ F4 "I didn't get soaked wet through walking to your house for you to say no to pizza. I have beer, too. I know you're sad, so let me in."
summary: you walk through the rainy city to bring your boyfriend pizza and beer to cheer him up
wc: 952
warnings: adult dialogue, suggestive material, reader gets super wet but not like that. alcohol consumption
a/n: I hope you like this one! I changed the prompt just slightly. A couple words to make it fit a little better. Anyway, I'd probably walk through hell and back for Woozi lol
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“The things I do for love.”
You grumbled and moaned about your situation as you reached into your coat pocket and pulled out the keycard to hold up to the card reader, unlocking the sliding door, allowing you into the building.
Normally, the Pledis building was closed this time of the night but with idols and producers working all hours of the night and day, entry was granted with a keycard which you happened to have.
You nodded at the security guard who looked over you, an amused smirk crossing their face as you passed but thankfully they said nothing as you stopped at the elevator, pushing the up button and waiting for the door to open.
Had you been smarter, you wouldn’t be standing there, dripping wet, waiting for the lift to take you up to the floor where your boyfriend’s studio was. Had you been smarter, you would have just ordered delivery and sent it to him rather than taking it yourself, but you didn’t pride yourself on your intelligence.
The ride up to the fourth floor was quick thankfully but you were still freezing, the combination of your wet clothes and the air conditioned building proving to be your undoing as you shivered, walking down the hall to Jihoon’s studio.
He was supposed to join you and the rest of Seventeen to celebrate a successful comeback but he never showed up to the restaurant and when you overheard one of the managers talk about Jihoon seeming a little on the sad side, you were up before anyone could stop you.
You stopped by one of your favorite pizza places and grabbed Jihoon’s favorite pie before stopping at a convenience store and grabbing some beer and making the walk to the Pledis building. Of course, you didn’t expect the sky to open up when you were a couple blocks away.
Now you looked like a drowned cat as you stopped outside the door to Jihoon’s studio. Woozi’s room.
You tried the handle, not at all surprised that it was locked. You knocked on the door and called out to your boyfriend.
You expected he might have his headphones on but you were determined. You knocked again, a little louder this time before pressing the button for the bell next to the door. A neat little feature Jihoon had installed. It was a buzzer but it was also attached to a light that flashed to let him know someone was there.
It worked like a charm, a smile spreading across your face when you heard him.
“Who is it?” Jihoon called through the closed door. “It’s me!” You called back.
A brief silence followed before Jihoon spoke again. “Babe, I’m not gonna be done here for a while, you should probably just go home.”
Your smile fell into a frown. “Uh, it’s raining outside,” you countered.
“Then call a cab?”
Your frown turned into a scowl. Oh no he didn’t.
“Look” you started hotly. “I didn’t get soaking wet walking to your studio for you to say no to pizza,” you explained, shouting through the door. When you heard no sound on the other side, you continued.
“I have beer, too. I know you’re sad, so let me in.”
The door opened moments later and Jihoon appeared, looking you over, an amused smile forming on his lips.
“Wow you weren’t kidding,” he said as he stood back to let you in. “Careful,” he added. “You’re dripping everywhere.”
You threw him an annoyed look before setting the pizza box and six pack on the coffee table in the small nook of his studio. You removed your coat and looked around for somewhere to hang it up.
“Here,” Jihoon said softly, holding out a towel and taking your soaked coat. You thanked him and started to dry yourself with the towel. Jihoon returned moments later and shook his head, moving to sit on the couch in the small nook.
You sat next to him, placing the towel under you as he grabbed one of the beers and opened it. “Who said I was sad?” He asked, looking up at you as you opened your own beer. “One of the managers,” you replied, reaching out to grab the pizza box and open it.
Jihoon shook his head. “I’m not sad,” he answered. “I just didn’t feel like going out with everyone,” he continued, raising the bottle to his lips and taking another sip.
“But this,” he added, nodding towards the pizza and beer. “I don’t mind this.”
“Well that,” you replied, pointing at his smile. “Makes getting soaked worth it.”
“Oh shit,” Jihoon said, setting his beer down and getting up quickly. He walked over to the closet and opened it, kneeling down for a moment before standing back up and shutting the door. He returned with some dry clothes for you.
“You want me to just change right here?” You asked, setting your bottle down and looking at him with a raised eyebrow. He smirked, trying and failing miserably to hide it.
“Not like I haven’t seen it all before, babe,” he muttered, picking up his beer and grabbing a slice of pizza. You rolled your eyes, lightly slapping his leg. “Pervert.”
He chuckled lightly as you quickly tore off your wet clothes and pulled on the dry ones, thanking him silently as you wrapped your wet clothes in the towel.
“Thank you,” he replied. “For the pizza and beer,” he added when you turned to glare at him. Your glare softened and you smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek.
“And for the show,” he added with a mischievous grin, causing you to slap his leg again and whine.
“Yah, Lee Jihoon!”
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