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jeongin-lvr · 5 months

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ᵎ　🍶　⊹ clueless, y. jeongin

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇！𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾，𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽！𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋，𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾，𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝖫𝖬𝖥𝖠𝖮𝖮，𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖻 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖽𝗒𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗌，𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 ＆ 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅，𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾，𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀，edited．

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YOUR boyfriend was so clueless in all aspects of women. Sometimes it was funny and other times it was genuinely shocking how little he knew; Jeongin was always nose down in books, easily flustered, yet incredibly attractive. Like borderline insane how attractive he was. Which made it even more of a mystery as to how he has never had a girlfriend, let alone been with a woman.

You often poked fun at him for him, though it was all innocent. At least for the first few months of the relationship.

"Innie, you are such a pretty boy," You would tease whilst leaning against his arm, cheek pressed to his shoulder so absentmindedly, though you knew how easily flustered he could get. Jeongin would gush at your compliments with fire in his cute cheeks, squishing to you closer to bury his head into your heavenly hair. Then you'd continue, chuckling as you patted his shoulder and held him, "Bet you have a pretty cock too..." you'd whisper into his ear, leaving him shocked and clueless.

"What—" And them you'd be on about something else, pretending nothing was ever said. As if your words didn't leave his (in fact, very pretty) cock half-hard and beginning to sting with sin, a small stain of wetness from the tip tattooing his sweat pants a darker shade.

But now it was getting a lot less harder to ignore your sinful words. At first he could excuse himself, fix his problem and go back to you (admittedly, a little more flustered). Now, this would happen often the more comfortable the two of you got with each other. From teasing comments to full blown make out sessions— nearly ending with you on his lap riding him. But he always backed out, not because of fear but because he's never done it before (okay, maybe a little fear).

He was inexperienced and he didn't want to blow a load too early; he also didn't want to disappoint you with how little he knew.

And, of course, you'd always smile and give him a gentle kiss when things got too heated. Telling him it's fine and you'll wait for him as long as he needs, settling back into the sofa cushions with a content sigh as you watched the movie you'd put on an hour before, now already at the end.

However, Jeongin was ready. He knew it, he could feel it inside of him. Each time he'd have you underneath him, or you on top of him with a flirty giggle, he knew he wanted to take off your clothes and please you. Jeongin knew with every ounce of his being, every atom longed for you.

So he was determined now. 6 months into the relationship and he was ready to take charge... the only problem was, how?

"Innie, baby, hey," You called, obviously confused as to why he wasn't answering you mid-conversation. Your head whipped around to him away from the screen, catching his eyes staring at you already, though not into your eyes. His gaze was set on your pudgy thighs that lay so barren due to your shorts (or maybe lack of). Adding to the fire was the fact that you wore his big hoodie that he always wore, so it's as if the smell was imbedded into it, pristine and constantly fresh. And that barely covered your thighs, dangling over your body like a shadow of fabric.

Jeongin opened his mouth, dry and a bit flustered, "Sorry, what??" His eyes met yours, cute voice slurred with obvious embarrassment. His pink lips were chapped but you thought that was nothing a little kiss couldn't fix.

"What're you staring at, handsome?" You teased him, poking his cheek with a neatly manicured finger, giggling as you scooted over to him. Jeongin huffed with a pout, tugging his hoodie down to cover the (hopefully not so) obvious bulge beginning to grow in his jeans. But, obviously, you caught it.

"Don't call me that, baby," Jeongin knew that you knew what effect that nickname had on him. It was so cute and innocent yet when they came out of your lips they had a sinful twinge. Like it was drenched in the sex that was beginning to ruminate in the thick, tensed air, "Such a meanie..."

You chuckled darkly, draping one leg over his and sitting so that his cute thigh lay between yours, parting your legs so nicely.

"Why? Does it make you nervous, hm?"

Jeongin looked you dead in the eye, breath stuttering and teeth parted to showcase that cute tongue; the tongue you just wanted to have in your mouth.

"Love, you know why," Your boyfriend droned with a familiar pout. Poor boy stopped for a minute, hesitating to rest his hands on your hips but mustering up the courage with a red face. You tilted your head, a bit confused as his eyes grew a tone more serious, chocolate irises now the hue of dusk, "Uhm... hey, baby... I wanna ask you something."

"Shoot," You looped your arms around his neck, connecting in the back of his hair whilst skillfully playing with the ends of his deep black strands.

Jeongin ignored how his cock ached suddenly at the feeling of your hands in his hair. How it felt when you pulled at the strands just gently but enough for him to shiver. Jeongin silently wondered if he was really gonna do this or if he'd end up in the bathroom again, cock in hand, wondering why he was such a loser.

"Okay, so, um, you know how I-I always say that I want to wait? To, y'know—"

You nodded, not wanting to make him uncomfortable, a dust of cherries underneath your skin, "Yes, I know."

"Okay, well—" Jeongin hesitated, his eyes dead set on yours, unknowingly squeezing your hips as he tried to compose himself, "I think I'm ready."

Your eyes widened, meeting his with a soft coo as you ran a gentle hand through his soft locks. Jeongin hissed softly, still insistent in keeping your eyes locked but slowly losing his composure the more you stared.

"You're ready?" You asked, already pooling in your underwear.

Jeongin nodded, kissing your wrist that laid beside his cheek, as if to confirm to you through the silence, "I've been ready— I just want— I want to do this."

You cracked a smile, "Do this? Or do me?"

"Stopp," He whined, trailing a trembling hand up your waist then to your cheek, resting softly on your warm flesh now. His thumb gently rubbing, to his pleasure he felt your skin burning, seeing them red with love, "I'm serious, pretty." His voice was low now, if anyone else was in the room, no one else but you would hear. It was just for you. Like a gift.

"I know, Innie," You whispered back, suddenly you were the nervous one, hands dropping down to his chest, feeling his heartbeat as it increased like the sound of a bass drum, "I'm serious too. If y-you're ready, so am I. Promise."

Jeongin felt somehow relieved yet at the same time more nervous. He could feel every ounce of sincerity within your words, your tone too. He already felt so intimate and nothing had even begun.

"Love you, pretty boy," You whispered again, leaning forward to meet his lips, melting into them, "Love you s'much," You muttered against his lips as they immediately meshed with yours, the intensity of every kiss growing. At this point, Jeongin's cock was throbbing just from hearing you say all of that. His hands were gently, timidly prying at your clothes, wanting them off but not sure how to say it without you teasing him.

Jeongin caught your bottom lip, pulling away with a shiver creeping down his spine, "B-Baby, m' so in love with you. Swear to god, you're perfect." His eyes were already dazed as they looked you up and down, admiring your delicious figure, "I wanna make you feel good— show me."

You almost moaned at the sound of it. Watching Jeongin slowly lose it, shirt now tugged up enough to see the true volume of his erection. You could tell he was big, and how he had kept this from you was a mystery. You adjusted on his lap, openly sitting on his bulge as if to let him know— tell him without the burden of words that you're his.

"Show you?" You asked against his lips, grazing them softly.

Your boyfriend nodded, your hands reaching under his hoodie to feel the heat of his skin. Your nails lightly scraped over his tense tummy, breath stuttering each time your fingertips swirled over his skin. He groaned at the feeling of your hips upon his cock, feeling as though he'd bust right then.

"Show me how to make you feel good," Jeongin said it so confidently you almost forgot it was your boy. You liked how eager he was to please yet somehow kept that little bit of composure, "That's all I wanna do for you, pretty."

You almost short circuited, retracing your thoughts and trying to figure out what to do or say first, "O-Oh... well, give me your hand first."

Jeongin obeyed, taking his hand and placing it in yours, eyes wide and staring into yours as he awaited further instruction.

"Now—" You took his hand, guiding it to your sopping cunt, almost letting out a whimper as he ran a finger up your heat. Jeongin nearly gasped as he felt the heat, the stain of wetness from your arousal, he was perplexed yet utterly amazed, "Yes— like that." You grasped his hand tighter, placing it where your clit was, aching and an angry shade of red, "This feels good... rub— rub it, in circles."

"You're so wet— fuck, I can feel it through your shorts," Jeongin did as you told him. Rubbing gently in what he hoped was a good pace. From the look of your dusty eyes he could safely say it was. Your lips parted with soft whines leaving them, thighs trembling on either side of his legs. It was a sight he could get used to, "Does that feel g-good?"

"Mhm— wan' take off my shorts," So you did, stepping off his lap and leaving his hands empty and unoccupied, which he never knew he could miss. You laid at his side now, head upon a pillow, looking ever so angelic as you spread your legs, as if to invite him. Jeongin ogled for a moment, forgetting he was human as his eyes lingered up and down your voluminous curves, landing lastly on your barren cunt, observing with curiosity.

"Fuck, you're so pretty," Jeongin crept forward, connecting your lips with his in a heated, dramatic kiss, "Thank you, thank you—" He didn't know what he was thanking you for; being you? Letting him do this? Giving yourself to him with such need? Jeongin wasn't gonna dwell on it any longer, instead, he let your hand take his and guide him back to your core.

"M-more," You whimpered. From all the teasing you've done to him for the past few months, it was a bit shocking to see you so pliant. Jeongin nodded against your lips, the kiss becoming a mess as you two persisted, "Like this, okay?"

You led Jeongin's hand to your clit, rubbing gently. Then moaned loudly, as if it was the best thing. Jeongin felt his mind being blown at the noises you made, it was so precious to him. He wondered why he'd never done this sooner; now he wasn't sure he could go without them anymore.

"N-now, like this—" You dropped Jeongin’s hand to your throbbing hole, dripping in sheer globs of desire onto the cushion beneath your ass, glistening in lust, "Two fingers... ah—" You showed Jeongin, letting his two gorgeous fingers breach your hole, slowly inching in. Jeongin choked at how you sucked him in, and at the way your head tilted back, those addicting moans you let out too.

Jeongin was on the verge of cumming in his own pants; shamefully yet he wasn't sure he could even stop if he did.

"Yes... ah, you're hands a-are so pretty—" You were a bit of a mess now, you showed him how to pump them into you and then he was off on his own, watching as you fell apart around him and your moans slipped out dangerously loud, "So— good!"

Jeongin couldn't fathom how beautiful you looked. Hair in the shape of a halo around your flushed face. Eyelashes fluttering and lips parted as a spot of drool came dribbling down; without a bit of hesitation, he came forward and kissed it away, dragging his tongue along the trail as well.

You moaned out at the warm feeling of his tongue, barely able to make out his dazed, enamored expression through the thickness of your lashes.

"Wan' taste you, baby, can I?" Jeongin suddenly asked, scissoring into your cunt as his palm slapped against your core. You truly wondered if he was lying about the whole virgin thing— with the way he was using his fingers it was like they were made for this shit.

You nodded at his words, "Please!"

Jeongin didn't need anymore confirmation to bend forward, hips rutting into the pillow below, his own moans vibrating against your clit. His lips wrapped around them, eyes fluttering shut as he made out with your pretty sex.

"G'na— ah, cum!" You shouted as his tongue flicked along your clit, making you see stars as his fingers carried out your orgasm. Hitting your gummy spot with little caution, lips around your cunt. You creamed around his fingers, yet Jeongin didn't stop filling you with his knobby digits.

You pried them away, lost beneath your lashes as you tried to breathe, searching for his gaze.

Jeongin looked at you expectantly like a puppy waiting for praise, lips curled into an almost prideful smile as you whispered into nothing.

"Fuck, Innie, felt s-so good," You brought his face up to yours, post-sex haze making you needy and soft, "Thank you, baby."

Jeongin groaned as your thigh rubbed against his cock, the pain suddenly reminding him he was left unattended. Your eyes fell to the prominent outline, the stain of precum on the fabric, making you suddenly want more.

"Jeongin, baby, put it in," You pleaded, grasping his biceps in your suddenly small hands, shaking figure as you begged, "Please. Wan' make you feel good, too."

Jeongin lost it, nodded through the dizziness at your words, "You're unreal— fuck, baby, gonna put it in, tell me if it hurts—"

You watched him mess with the button of his pants, a little confused as to why it would hurt. Then you met eyes with his cock, throbbing and red, dripping. But most importantly, massive. You audibly gasped with bewildered eyes. It had to be more than ten inches, and it looked painful to hold, hard with intricately drawn veins. You locked eyes with your boyfriend, shock evident on your gorgeous face.

"You're fucking huge, Innie," You almost moaned as the poor boy grew shy, opening your legs and aligning the tip with your ready hole, "M' gonna split in half."

Jeongin would've laughed but he was too immersed in the pleasure, sinking into your dripping cunt inch by inch until there was nowhere left to go. Despite having an inch or two still not submerged, he let his head fall back and moaned, loudly and super cutely.

"Don't say that— m-might cum already," Jeongin propped his arms beside your head, finding your lips and messily making out with you as he tried to not move. It was hard with you clenching and sucking him in. Your hands looping around his neck again, lips wet as saliva pooled down your chins in a puddle.

"S'full," You mumbled, losing track of how his lips collided with yours in needy sweeps. Jeongin moaned at your words, "Holy shit, baby, I gotta move. M' moving, pretty!"

Jeongin was apologetic but his hips moved, skin slapping on skin as his pace stayed relentless and quick, shallow yet letting you feel as much of his cock as you could. Every vein, every cursive line within his pretty fucking cock.

Jeongin bit your bottom lip, hands clenching into the couch material as he fucked into your harder. The lewd noises of your cunt swallowing his length was pornographic and beautiful to him; like music to his ears, a sound he never knew he needed.

"Ohh, Innie, fuck, it's s'big!"

Jeongin dropped his head into your shoulder, your hands going to his back to claw at the porcelain skin. Jeongin choked out a moan, biting your neck as he mumbled out a barely coherent, "M' gonna cum— can I? Inside? P-please?"

You were too overstimulated to say no, you moaned yes and with that Jeongin released into you, suddenly the feeling of being full making you overwhelmed. It felt like you were sinking into the couch, clawing to Jeongin to stay steady as his cum pooled inside of you.

"Shit, shit, m' sorry, pretty," Jeongin spoke after coming down from his high, pulling out and hissing at the feeling, "Are you okay?"

You opened your eyes with a dazed flutter, meeting his worried bronze ones as they scanned your messy red face, "I can't believe you had a dick that good and you've been keeping it from me!"

Jeongin blushed, dropping his head to your shoulder again with a nervous whimper, "You're something else..."

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blue-jisungs · 4 months

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making up with them after a fight ♡

author's note. minho’s one is so relatable to me i hate it sm :(( like idk sometimes i don’t wanna be touched but i have struggles wording it out and im afraid ill hurt someone w my reaction… <\\3 sigh… yeah, can u tell it’s self indulgent?

warnings. yn falls asleep in a bathtub,, pls dont do that!!!, cursing, lmk if i missed anything

this is a continuation to fighting with them!!

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

you woke up in your and chris’ bed, which made your stomach turn. he must have brought you here.

suddenly sitting up, you noticed your boyfriend is absent. did he leave…?

jumping out of the bed you rushed to living room and were relieved to see him in the kitchen.

however, guilt washed over you upon seeing him so… lifeless, hurt.

“hi” you whispered, clutching your shirt. chan looked at you and smiled softly, nodding his head.

“morning. there’s some coffee for you, breakfast will be done in a few minutes” he hummed and returned his gaze to the pan.

“chan, listen… i’m sorry i snapped at you yesterday. yes, i was tired but…” you hesitated, voice cracking “that’s not an excuse, really”

“i’m just worried, y/n” he said and his features softened.

“i know, i know” you hung your head low, afraid that tears will escape any second “it’s just… work has been shit lately and it’s draining me emotionally and physically… and i just…”

“hey, hey. it’s okay. i understand it. that’s why i’m here, right? to help you. but to help you, i need to know first” chan walked up to you, wrapping his arms around you. this warm, secure hug made you feel at ease “but i won’t be able to know if we don’t talk”

“i know… i’m so, so sorry. for snapping and for acting like an asshole… i’m sorry channie” you cried, pouring your heart out.

“i forgive you, y/n. i already did. let’s just treat this as a lesson, okay?” chan soothed you gently “let it out, baby. i’m here”

┆彡 MINHO [ 민호 ]

you and minho became distant. you began touching and kissing him less, head overflowing with worries each time when physical contact involved. eventually, you stopped. you just greeted him in the morning or after work.

and minho hated this.

he knew it was his fault because he snapped you. and if he didn’t do anything about it, your relationship might be on a thread... if it wasn't already.

so one day, when you woke up… you felt a soft kiss being pressed to your arm. you smiled gently to yourself, trying to remain calm. what is he scheming…?

"y/nnie… i’m sorry"

you turned around, frowning. lino’s eyes softened but there was a glint of sadness in them.

"i snapped at you when i had a bad day already. and… it was one of those days when i just don’t want to be touched, even by you. it- it sounds so idiotic but i promise you, it’s not your fault…" minho started and you bit your lip. your hands ached to cup his face and– "i can see you’re thinking about it. it’s fine, i’m fine. no, actually i’m not. i missed your touch and kisses so so much. and i feel like an idiot because i’ve brought it on me but above all…”

he hesitated and tapped your finger. you nodded, granting him permission to hold you. in an instant, he shuffled closer and wrapped his arms tightly around you.

"i’m sorry i made you feel like that. i can’t even imagine how you must have felt, thinking if ill snap at you today too… im so… fucking… sorry… " minho’s voice broke off and you felt his body shiver.

"it’s okay, min. i forgive you, don’t feel guilty. just tell me next time, okay? i understand that on some days you’re feeling like you don’t want to be touched, i respect that" you hummed into his skin, drawing shapes "just tell me"

"i will" minho smiled softly, heart warming because of your words, kindness, and touch.

┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]

with a shaking hand you dialed changbin’s number, looking at the droplets falling in front of you. he picked up instantly.

"hello, baby?" he asked, concern in his voice. you took a deep breath, trying to control your breaking voice slightly at least.

"you… um, you were right…" you mumbled, sniffling.

silence fell and you were expecting an 'i told you so' or 'see?' but none of that happened.

"i’m sorry, pretty. i swear, next time i see them somewhere i’ll talk to them. i’ll pick you up, hm?" changbin asked and even though you knew he didn’t see, you nodded. your heart felt light that you didn’t fight again.

"i… um, i’m sorry. for being so defensive about them but… i was in the wrong…" a soft sigh left your lips and you heard a loud 'yah!' causing you to move your phone away for a bit.

"don’t apologize. i’m the one who should say sorry, truly. i just didn’t want you to get hurt again but… i took it to far, i said some messed up shit. sorry" chanbin’s voice was gentle and then suddenly you heard a honk. eyes widening, you saw his car "also i may or may not have already been waiting here…"

"dumbass” you scoffed, wiping your tears and going to his car with a smile.

┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]

hyunjin entered the house, frowning upon the silence. your shoes were on the floor, dirty dishes in the sink, some miscellaneous items scattered around the living room.

"y/n?" he called out. no answer.

you weren’t in the bedroom either. hyunjin, growing anxious, opened the bathroom door.

he saw you sleeping in the tub, head almost barely above the water.

"yah, dumbass!" he yelped and dragged you a bit up, safe enough but still in the water. your eyes opened lazily, gaze unfocused.

"huh?" you blinked at him and saw genuine worry on his face.

"you fell asleep in the tub, y/n. i got so scared" he sighed, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. he noticed your eye bags and it hit him like a truck: sure, dancing is his profession and he gets tired. but you, as a cleaning lady move as much as him and have to deal with other - usually assholes - people. you must be exhausted, even more than him.

then his gaze shifted to various scratches and bruises on your arms. you noticed it and smiled softly.

"it’s nothing, you know how clumsy i am. today i knocked over a broom and it hit my arm… it was kinda funny actually" you grinned but only saw sadness behind his eyes "hyune?"

"i… the thing i said the other day… i don’t mean it. i don’t think you’re just a cleaning lady, i shouldn’t say anything like this. and, it’s a bit stupid, but i realized just now… that at the end of the day, you’re probably as tired as me" he mumbled, voice small. you nodded, grabbing his hand.

"i won’t lie, what you said hurt me. but… i get it, you were tired and i got on your nerves–" you started.

"but i shouldn’t have bursted like that. let me take care of you now, hm? do you want me to wash your hair?" hyunjin asked, a cute smile finally blooming on his lips. you nodded energetically, causing him to giggle and place a tender kiss atop your head before proceeding to wash your hair.

┆彡 JISUNG [ 지성 ]

when he left the party, glad to finally be out… someone grabbed his arm. he turned around and saw beomgyu.

"what?" jisung grunted, looking at the stranger.

"dude, i don’t know what’s your problem but me and y/n were literally talking about you" beomgyu said, letting go of his arm "besides, i’m taken"

jisung wanted to snarl 'so what?' but the sudden reality hit him: he threw a tantrum like a spoiled brat and almost went home without you. beomgyu scanned his face suspiciously, seeing the gears turn in jisung’s head.

"y/n loves you, i can see it in the way her face lits up when she speaks about you" beomgyu said and shrugged, adding before leaving "thought i’d just let you know"

jisung went back, looking for you. it turned out you stayed outside, gazing into the sky.

"um, hi" he mumbled, sitting down next to you. you didn’t reply "i’m… sorry"

"that was fast" you teased, bitterness shining through your voice.

"beomgyu walked up to me. i acted like an idiot, i know. i was just… jealous, i guess" jisung murmured almost incoherently, shy about his feelings. you turned around and sent him a sky smirk.

"you were what?"

jisung rolled his eyes playfully.

"i was jealous, are you happy?" he repeated louder.

"it’s fine. just… don’t yell at me. and let me finish, for god’s sake. if you listened what i had to say, you’d know that we were discussing which guitar i should buy you as a gift" you explained and saw his eyes widen. you couldn’t possibly stay mad any longer at this boba-eyed quokka.

┆彡 FELIX [ 필릭스 ]

there was a doorbell echoing through the living room and you sent your friend a puzzled look. she shrugged and went to open the door.

"oh… y/n, it’s felix" she turned around and sent you a pitiful look. you just sighed, nodding. she let him in, scanning him head to toe threateningly, and left to her bedroom to give you some privacy.

"how did you know i’m here?" you asked, eyes avoiding his.

"(friend name) added a picture to the story that you’re here… so… um… i grabbed those and flew"

finally looking up, you noticed the bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand. felix handed you them and sat down next to you on the couch, hesitantly tapping his fingers on his thigh. he wanted to hold your hand but wasn’t sure if you wanted to right now.

"i’m a bad boyfriend, aren’t i? even seungmin knew you were fired" he sighed with a sad smile "i’m so sorry. there’s nothing that could… be an excuse"

you took his hand in yours, humming in thought.

"will you work on it? i missed you. i know work is busy but at least talk to me, eat breakfasts with me… if we don’t work it out, i’m afraid–" your voice broke, not even wanting to say those words.

felix hugged you tightly, holding you as close as possible.

"i know. i will work on it, i promise. i’ll try to clear my schedule and we can go on a trip to jeju maybe?" he mumbled into your shoulder.

he just got a last chance and he wasn’t going to blow it.

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

returning home after three days, you entered the house only to see seungmin sleeping on the couch. the place was neatly cleaned, not even a single dirty spot in sight.

"oh, you’re back" seungmin murmured drowsily, leaning on his elbows "how was the stay?"

"good. why are you sleeping in the couch?" you asked, walking up to the fridge to put in the food your mom gave you. to your surprise, it was full with fresh groceries.

"i… uh, couldn’t really sleep well without you. i also have a thought about what i said and… listen, y/n, i’m sorry" he said "i really like your parents, i really do. i was just tired and… i don’t know what it’s like, that’s true. i didn’t consider your and their feelings… and i just hope your parents don’t hate me now because i’ll cry"

"i think they love you more than me at this point, my mom kept asking about you" you smiled softly, relieved to hear that you made wrong assumptions.

"just tell me a bit earlier if we’re going next time, okay?" he asked and you nodded with a happy grin "besides, it was lonely here without you"

┆彡 JEONGIN [ 정인 ]

"dude, what the fuck?" changbin asked, standing frozen. jeongin frowned "you were supposed to text eunjeong only to get the info about the cake, nothing more!"

that was true – they wanted to make you a surprise party because you passed your exams and eunjeong works in one of the best bakeries in the town, so they figured it’d be the best to text her.

"i got distracted… i didn’t know y/n would make such a fuss out of it" jeongin grunted and opened his phone to see your location on 'my friends'. he bit his lip, sudden realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. if he found out you were texting your ex… he wouldn’t be pleased about it either.

"what are you waiting for? go after her! and don’t spoil the surprise, too!" changbin pushed him out of the dorm.

in no time jeongin caught up with you, grabbing your hand. you turned around, wet stains on your cheeks. he felt a sharp sting in his heart upon realizing it’s his fault.

"listen… i didn’t mean any of that. but i need you to trust me" jeongin said, squeezing your hand. you hesitated.

"why? i trust you i just… don’t trust her" you mumbled, wiping your cheek.

"i know, i’m sorry. you’ll see soon, okay? can you forgive me? i love you so much, i just didn’t think it would hurt you that way" he added shyly. nodding softly, you tightened your lips into a line.

"okay…" you hummed.

hopefully the cake will be delicious enough to regain at least a piece of your trust.

masterlist <3

taglist. @primoppang ,, @l3visbby ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @kazmura ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @ameliesaysshoo ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @litepowee ,, @ocean-minho ,, @lessthanpast ,, @s-e-s-a-I-e-n-e ,, @fire-08 ,, @eternalgyu ,, @haecien

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mineau · 17 days

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TELLING THEM YOU WANT A BABY ╰╮ 스트레이키즈

genre ﹕ mostly fluff with ﹕ hyung line note ﹕ woke up thinking abt girl dads minchan and well..! i refuse to be held responsible for the thoughts of my subconscious

⟡ — CHAN

his first reaction is to make someone kind of joke—i’m already baby, don’t you want me?—but when he realizes you’re serious, he pauses. work had always been his first priority before he’d met you, and he truly doesn’t know where he’d be if he hadn’t (accidentally) spilled coffee all over your outfit just minutes before they were supposed to head out to perform. you really want a baby? he asks, expression crumpled into nervous yet hopeful, and you nod your affirmative with a laugh when he looks like his mind is going a mile a minute. hopefully they’re not as clumsy as you are, you tease, and get a playful swat in response. you know he’s heavily considering it when the two of you go shopping and you find him lingering near the baby aisle with the ghost of a smile on his lips.

⟡ — MINHO

i already have kids, is his sleepy grumble one early morning, an arm thrown over your middle. you can only see the tousled mess of his hair out of the corner of your eye, him choosing to bury his face into the space between your neck and shoulder, his words just barely coherent. i mean a non-furry baby, you laugh, and he sits up with a comically confused expression. are my kids not enough for you? he balks, brows furrowed, through the slight upwards curve of his lip proves his other sentiments. i want a divorce, he scoffs then, but you can’t help but snort when you find a handwritten list of silly names to consider on a sticky-note pasted on your laptop screen a few days in passing.

⟡ — CHANGBIN

he cries. for days. at first it was for dramatics—you’re replacing me! am i not cute enough for you?—pouting at odd hours of the day when he remembers. but then he remembers the baby has a fifty-fifty chance of having your eyes. your smile. the cute way you scrunch your nose up with you don’t like something. they might learn the little happy dance you do when you eat your favorite foods, and now tears well up in his eyes at the mere thought. he might die, honestly. his poor heart wouldn’t be able to take it.

⟡ — HYUNJIN

at first, he’s a bit apprehensive. children are expensive, you know. jokes and small things that poke lighthearted fun. but one family gathering manages to change his entire worldview—a setting of you fast asleep with a baby cousin snuggled comfortably in your arms, their small hand grasping on to the front of your sweater. you don’t realize it’s affected him this much until you spot his lockscreen a few days down the line. and when confronted, he just simply shrugs and says, i want to see my baby first thing every time i see my phone.

#property of mineau.#skz #skz x y/n #skz x you #skz x stay #skz x reader #stray kids #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #stray kids x stay

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mykoreanlove · 20 days

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heard you got a thing for hands

„Psssshh, don’t make a sound.“, Jeongin warned you as he noticed his friend moving around behind you on the couch.

You were trying your best not to make any noise but as Jeongin’s fingers were pumping in and out of you, you lost yourself in the pleasure he brought you.

His fingers were long and tender, finding your wet entrance easily.

He was holding you in his strong arm while the other one was penetrating you roughly. You could feel yourself getting sore but didn’t care, you didn’t want him to stop. You needed him. Badly.

Your hips started swaying automatically, your whole body leaning into him.

You noticed his friend shuffling behind you but didn’t care anymore. This was exciting and nerve-wracking, this was out of your comfort zone.

Jeongin had a broad smile on his lips, not saying a word though. His fingers glided into you faster, curving inside and hitting all the right spots.

Hastily, he placed his lips onto yours as a silent moan escaped your lips.

„You’re going to wake them all up, y/n.“, he warned you sternly.

„Oh please, as if you would mind.“, you retorted.

„What? You want me to fuck you in front of all of them?“

„Wouldn’t be the first time…“, his friend suddenly mumbled next to you.

You hid your head in Jeongin’s chest, panicky and ashamed.

„Hey hyung, you’re awake?“, he muttered coyly.

„Yeah, sleeping wasn’t really an option with the two of you going at it right next to me.“

Your cheeks were burning with embarrassment.

„Sorry, hyung. I just couldn’t hold back…“, Jeongin muttered.

„No, I get it. I wouldn’t hold back either. In fact, I’d love to join…“

Before you were even able to realize what had happened, you found his friend’s hands on your ass, groping and squeezing hard.

„What do you say, y/n? Are you ready for more fingers?“

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bonobonoyaatheart · 7 months

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Morning cuddles - Kim Seungmin

Summary: Seungmin is simply tired, but cuddles with you will comfort him.

Genre: Fluff, Idol au

Pairing: Idol Seungmin x gn reader

Word count: 528

You stirred awake, only to find your boyfriend's arms wrapped tightly around your torso. You smiled; he always looked adorable while sleeping. You glanced at the clock. It read 08:12. You tried to remove one of his arms, only to hear his soft whine. He tightened his hold, pulling you closer.

"Y/N-aah, just a little more… Stay here, please… I wanna cuddle," he sleepily mumbled.

"Baby, I gotta go, or else I'll be late," you cooed.

"Please, just a moment," he pressed his face into the crook of your neck. You knew there weren't many times when you got a soft Seungmin. He would usually tease you, be sassy, and play it cool. You realized he was too tired to trouble you.

"I'll stay in bed for 10 minutes, okay? Then I really gotta hurry," you spoke, caressing his soft locks. He hummed softly, feeling like he was melting into your arms.

"Are you tired, Min? I don't see your usual energy today," you said, continuing to run your fingers through his hair, knowing it would calm him.

"I'm… exhausted. I feel like I could sleep for a full 24 hours at this point," he spoke, his voice still a mumble.

"Why don't you take a day off, baby? You deserve it. Although I love taking care of you, I don't like seeing you devoid of energy like this."

"I know… but comeback," his voice grew softer and quieter at the end.

"You can still take a day off, baby, it's not that hard," you insisted. He had practice scheduled for later today, giving him a few hours to rest, but you both knew that wasn't sufficient.

"Maybe… I should try talking to our manager," he spoke, a little lost in his thoughts. Suddenly, he pulled away slightly and looked at you with his puppy eyes. You instantly knew what he wanted. You shifted a little downwards and placed a soft peck on his lips.

"Aahh, I wanted a proper kiss," he whined.

"Kiss me then," you smiled. He pulled you and pressed his plump lips against yours. He sighed into the kiss. There was no hurry, no rush, no hungry need, just softness. He felt as if all his stress was evaporating away. You caressed his jaw with your thumb. After a while of experiencing the utmost comfort, Seungmin pulled away.

"You have to go…"

"Don't worry, baby, we can still spend some time," you assured.

"I love you so much," he spoke, snuggling even closer. You chuckled softly as his eyelids fluttered closed again.

"I love you too, you're my angel, Min," you cooed, making the boy hum contently.

You two rested like that for a while, with you occasionally caressing his hair and him snuggling into your chest like a baby. He had been working really hard these days, leaving early and returning late, instantly collapsing beside you. So he felt really lucky when he got to spend time with you like this.

Seungmin loved you being the big spoon. These moments melted away all the stress, exhaustion, and worries. There weren't many times when he let himself be this soft and vulnerable, but these moments were something you both treasured with all your heart.

A/N: Reblog and share if you like! Let me know what you think about this. Love y'all 🩷🩷

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hyunjinners · 15 days

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✧:･ﾟBoyfriend Seungmin → Kim Seungmin 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˚₊· ꒰💚꒱

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊Kim Seungmin x fem ! reader

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊friends to lovers, Headcanons, fluff, cute, soft - all the sweetest :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊0,4k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊ just something incredibly cute about what I imagine a platonic/romantic relationship with Seungmin would be like. I hope you like it - English is not my first language. Good reading! :)

⊹₊˚ʚ❛masterlist❜ɞ

friend!Seungmin who buys your favorite snacks when he randomly shows up at your door, giving the excuse that he was just passing by.

friend!Seungmin who teases you when you wear his clothes, but internally he is screaming with joy to see you dressed like that.

friend!Seungmin who snorts when you come up with an elaborate tour, but smiles surreptitiously when he sees you happy as you admire the scenery around you.

friend!Seungmin who is always embarrassed when you are around, even while doing the most mundane and simple things.

friend!Seungmin who gets scared when he sees that you slept on his shoulder during a movie night at his apartment.

friend!Seungmin who observes your pink lips tenderly and wants to captivate them for himself.

friend!Seungmin who caresses your cheek and brings his lips closer to yours.

friend!Seungmin who ends up confessing his feelings for you, thinking you were asleep.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels his cheeks heat up every time you sincerely say a compliment to him.

boyfriend!Seungmin who helps you study during college exams, even though you don't understand a third of the material.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels comfortable around you like he never felt around anyone else before.

boyfriend!Seungmin who doesn't understand his own feelings, but who feels comfortable enough to tell you everything.

boyfriend!Seungmin who stays by your side when you have a bad day and holds back his own tears when he almost cries with you.

boyfriend!Seungmin who watches romantic anime with you to make you happy, even if he says he doesn't like it.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feels like crying when you tell him he has the most beautiful smile in the world.

boyfriend!Seungmin who feigns irritation and scowls when you buy matching pajamas, but takes thousands of cute photos with you.

boyfriend!Seungmin who unconsciously loves talking about you to his friends, but doesn't confess that he's obsessed with you, pretending to act disdainful towards the members' pet peeves.

boyfriend!Seungmin who is afraid of losing her and wants to keep her forever.

boyfriend!Seungmin who hides a blue velvet box in his sock drawer because he knew you never went in there.

boyfriend!Seungmin who strokes your hair affectionately as you sleep in his arms, kissing your forehead as a silent promise of forever.

❝ ꒰ A/N: I really need to decide on the aesthetics of the profile :/ ꒱

#skz #stray kids #skz x reader #skz x stay #kim seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #hyunjinners #seungmin fluff #seungmin stray kids #seungmin x reader #seungmin #kim seungmin x stay #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids seungmin

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mingihttps · 2 months

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turbulent

felix x fem!reader

you and felix broke up years ago, but now felix has the best idea on how to win you back.

wc: >700

warnings: established break up, felix wants to get reader back, mention of idol life and concerts

seeing your ex boyfriend’s face on billboards and hearing his voice on the radio wasn't exactly what you wanted. but you're proud of his success, nonetheless. a part of you wishes that you could've been there for him during this time in his life, be a person he could go to for comfort when he's too stressed. the possibility of that happening ended years ago, though, when you and felix broke up a couple months before his debut. within the years you two have been separated, you thought that you would get over felix. although, as of a couple months ago, the idea of moving on has gotten ten times more difficult.

a couple months ago stray kids had a comeback. you heard bits and pieces of their newly released music playing in stores and on the radio but what really caught your attention was the fact that one of their new songs was a love song. this love song was discussed often on social media, mainly that felix played a big part in writing the lyrics. you're the one who broke up with felix but the idea of him being with someone else hurt. naturally, you decided to listen to the song in full and that was when you realized that the lyrics were about you. felix wrote a love song about you years after breaking up. one thing that most stays didn't pick up on was the passive aggressiveness of the lyrics. it wasn't your average love song, the lyrics expressed hope and pain at the same time. was lee felix possibly still in love with you after all these years, after you broke his heart?

then last week, you got an email from jype. you had never expected to get an email from your ex boyfriend's company asking for permission to use your voice in one of stray kids’ songs. you didn't send back a response until two days later. you had asked what exactly they meant by ‘use your voice’, you weren't an idol or anything so you quickly knew that felix had something to do with this. and you were right, jype had said that they wanted to use audio clips of your voice that a member already has. the only information you got from their second email is that felix saved all of the voice messages you sent him when you were dating. not only that, but the fact that he still listens to them.

you had told the company that it was fine to use your voice in their song. you regret telling them that. it only opened up a new gateway of communication between you and felix. you were about to unknowingly cross a bridge that got torn down years ago.

since then, the song has been released and many fans were speculating who the female voice in the song was. jype has been giving you opportunities to come to the company and meet stray kids, which you always decline. you can't face felix again. that was until the company offered you one free concert ticket. it's one night and you'll be in a crowd with thousands of other people, there's no way he’ll be able to spot you out; so you decide to go to the concert. it was such a stupid idea, of course, they’ll give you vip and you’d be in the front row.

now, in the pit of some random venue, you are face to face with your ex boyfriend who stares at you from the elevated height of the stage. you stare back, giving him the most calculated glare, letting him know that you know everything.

you leave the concert not wanting another thing to do with lee felix or the rest of stray kids. unfortunately, those cards weren't in your favor. since in a couple of days you’ll not only get another email from jype but a text from a number you forgot you still had in your phone; a person who goes by the name lee yongbok.

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lixxiebrownies · 5 months

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.*+STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE+*.

. * +🍰bangchan x reader (18+ mdni)

. * +🍰summary: he always wanted a taste of your strawberry shortcake

. * +🍰tw: big daddy bangchan energy, Mentions of the word daddy and baby/baby girl, eating pussy/ oral f! receiving, smut big smut

. * +🍰authors note: I say soon but it’s never soon😞 and hopefully in the future it won’t take this long and my writing won’t be short af😀 also inspired by Melanie Martinez ‘strawberry shortcake’

The light of the sunset peeking through the windows had a certain glow on your body that Chan has always loved, but you wanna know what he always loved and wanted more? To have a sweet taste of your strawberry shortcake, especially the way you move it makes him want it so much more, and that’s where you found your self.

Chan was making swift movements on your pussy or what he liked to call ‘strawberry shortcake’ he’s always wanted this he loves this feeling and you do to..

Chan was licking harder and harder his tongue circling around your clit and one of his hands playing with your nipples “you like this baby? I bet you do…” he mumbles while trying to get you to your high and trying to push down his own he always said that your needs become before his.

“S-so delicious…my baby has the best strawberry shortcake in the world…daddy loves his strawberry shortcake..” his tone was low but you were to close to speak he kept lapping up your clit and it was almost your almost at your 4th orgasm but it was too good the way he circled your clit with his tongue and every few minutes he would thrust his fingers in and out it felt like pure bliss and the way he would enter his tongue inside you…it felt to good for you..

Your orgasm was getting closer and closer and so was chans even just by making you feel good it makes him feel good…”mm..c’mon baby..let go for daddy…let go..” you couldn’t hold it anymore cumming all over his mouth and his cum glistened chin fitted him so perfectly but then he went right back to it gently lapping up your juices from you pussy and peppering little kisses on your clit and your thighs…”ready for more baby girl..?”

You thought it was over but it only just begun…

#bangchan smut #bangchan skz #bangchan x reader #bangchan x female reader #smut #skz #straykids smut #skz x you #skz x stay #skz x reader #skz scenario #bangchan straykids #kpop smut #straykids one shot #straykids x you

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jungkookslipring · 6 months

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morning hugs

pairings: reader x Seungmin (mentions of OT8)

genre: fluff/tword

relationship: platonic (or romantic wink wink)

AU: this was based on a dream I had the other day lol also look at his sweet smile oh my god mom i love him

Summary: when your morning routine consists of coffee runs and waking up a sleepy Seungmin

Saturdays were always the best day of the week. It was a day when you didn't have to worry about work and could spend the whole day with your best friends. Even if it was just for an hour or two, it was always worth it. Today, you were going to meet your friends for a couple of hours before they went off to do their own thing. To surprise them, you decided to bring them all drinks from a local coffee shop. Their faces lit up with excitement when they saw their usual coffee orders, and you all laughed and enjoyed each other's company.

"Where's the rest of the guys?" you ask, noticing that three were missing.

"Innie's in the bathroom, Changbin is trying to wake up Seungmin," Chan said as he drank his smoothie.

You nod your head and grab their drink tray, heading towards the bedroom. As you pass by the open bathroom, you notice I.N humming while brushing his teeth. You offer him his iced americano and smile as he thanks you, but almost spits out his toothpaste. You proceed to take the two coffee drinks to Seungmin's shared bedroom. When you enter, you see Changbin "trying" to get Seungmin out of bed, which is actually just cuddling. You laugh as you set the drinks on the desk, and Changbin calls out your name and beckons you into bed.

"I'm not falling for that, Seungmin will just fall back asleep," you say as you sit on the bed, trying to dodge Changbin's hand that keeps grabbing for your wrist.

"Hey!" you shout as Changbin succeeds in grabbing your wrist and pulling you next to them.

"You're better at getting him out of bed," Changbin chuckles as he gives you a thank-you kiss on your cheek before getting up from the bed to retrieve his coffee. Seungmin rolls over and wraps his arms around you.

“Mornin snuggle bug,” You said in a high-pitched and squeaky voice as he giggled sleepily. You were grateful to see that sweet smile on his face every day. You briefly rubbed his back before letting your hand stray closer and closer to his sides. He jerked in your hold and started giggling.

“Why are you so giggly huh? You act like I’m gonna attack you," you say with a smirk.

“Cause you alwayhahays dohoho,” he giggled as he protected his torso.

“I won't! Scouts honor,” you promise as you let go.

“You never did scouts waihahahahahait” he giggled as you squeezed his tummy from your new sitting position.

“Sorry Minnie can’t help it!” you smiled as he squeaked at the feeling.

“You’re just too cute!” You simply state as loud giggles and squeaky laughter flowed from his lips. It was interesting how he didn’t tell you to stop.

“Oh my god you love this don’t you?” You ask, stopping your attack momentarily. He flushed red as he refused to answer that question.

“Kim Seungmin you’ll be the death of me one day,” you said when you started tickling him again. His laughter went up an octave when his shirt rode up, giving you access to wiggle your fingers on his abs. The sweetest sounds filled the room as he weakly batted at your hands, his body curling up on itself and leaning his head further into your lap.

“Tickle tickle tickle!” you teased until Seungmin’s laughter went silent. As much as you could do this for eternity you knew he’d need a break eventually. You slowed down your tickles and simply started rubbing his abs, trying to get rid of the ghost tickles that still lingered. Small giggles fell from his lips as he caught his breath and covered his eyes.

“That was torture,” he mumbled with the biggest smile on his face.

“Oh don’t act like you hated it,” you joked poking his side once more. You both knew this would happen again tomorrow, and he didn't mind one bit.

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A lot of my dreams lately have had Seungmin as my best friend and it makes my heart happy hahahaha let me know if you want to be added to the tag list!

taglist: @felixmainacc @felixburneracc @myforevermelody143 @dunno-wut-to-do @itzsana-kiddingmenow

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yangbbokari · 6 months

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If…

Pairing: any skz member x gn!reader Genre: Angst no comfort WC: 1.?k(I’ll fix it when I get home) Warnings: Cursing, yelling, self-harm, death, crying, reader referred to as y/n and member referred to as (name) Summary: Of all the questions you’ve asked him, he wished he answered truthfully A.N.: Just some thoughts I had !NOT PROOFREAD! As always

He’s regretted every thing he’s ever said leading up to this moment. He hoped you didn’t take him seriously but you did. Now he had to suffer the consequences. Alone. ~~~

You loved him, you did. And you tried to show it all the time. But maybe love wasn’t made for you in this life.

As your tired boyfriend trudged through the door, you looked over at him with worry in your eyes.

“If you’re hungry I can warm up some food for you.”

“I’m fine. I already ate with my coworkers. I’m not that hungry.”

He made his way to your shared bedroom without saying another word. You stood up and yelled out to him.

“If you need a bath I have one set for you. With your favorite scent and bubbles!” You smiled, sure you’d get his favor this time.

“I’m just going to take a quick shower. I’m too tired for a bath. You want me to drown?” He yelled back.

You felt your heart begin to crack apart. “Oh, okay. Well… If you need anything just call for me.”

With a loud and clear sigh, your boyfriend yelled at you. “If I needed something then I would call for you! Quit being annoying and shut the fuck up.”

A small and quiet, ‘oh’, left your lips as you sat back down, holding in your tears. This was a side never shown in your relationship so it left you feeling quite shocked.

So you blamed it on stress.

But over the next few months, the cycle repeated. He’d come home and yell at you. Each and every time.

Each day your heart cracked a little more until he stepped on it and it shattered completely.

In the middle of a heated argument, you yelled at him and he yelled back.

“If you really love me that you wouldn’t treat me like this!”

“Well maybe I don’t love you as much as I initially thought!”

You went quiet. You just turned around and went back to cooking dinner. He ignored you for the rest of the week and he never apologized. So you did.

“Baby, I’m so sorry for how I acted the other day. I was just feeling a bit insecure.”

“I don’t care. Just never act like that again.”

You nodded your head in shame as he brushed past you. Slowly, your ‘if’s’ became ‘sorry’s.’ ~~~ Your boyfriend came storming through the door, shutting it loudly behind him, causing you to jump.

He looks at the table, then looks at you.

“Where the fuck is my dinner? God, y/n. You always claim to have this and that; and the one time I want it, YOU NEVER HAVE IT!!!”

You scrambled to your feet, rushing to the kitchen. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll get it done right now. Just take a shower and before you know it, dinner will be done.”

He huffed his breath before making his way to the bedroom. He came back out, stomping.

“What the fuck, Y/n! You don’t have dinner ready but you can’t even prepare me a fucking bath!? God, you’re so fucking useless. I don’t even know why I ever started liking you in the first place!”

You sighed heavily. “I’m sorry. I’ve just been out of it today.”

“Clearly! Now if you don’t have dinner done by the time I come out, don’t expect me to stay here tonight.” And he went to shower.

“Sorry…” ~~~ It began to get too much for you. You couldn’t take it. It was overwhelming and heartbreaking. You missed the old (name) you used to know. You just wanted him back.

You slowly stepped in the bath and settled down before calling (name). He picked up. Surprisingly.

“What do you want, Y/n? You already know how busy I am. It better not be any bullshit.”

“I just want to ask you a few questions.” You voice wavered and you hoped he couldn’t tell that you were crying.

“Well, then get it over with.”

You took in a deep shaky breath.

“If I left you, how would you feel.”

“I don’t know, y/n. Ask me when I get home.”

“WAIT! P-please just listen… I just need you to listen as I ask.”

After a moment of silence, you continued.

“If you could never see me again, would that hurt you? If I died, would you care?”

You could hear a loud sigh coming from the receiving end.

“I don’t know. You act like you’re dying. I’m hanging up. I’m tired of you.”

*beeeeeeeeeeeeppp-* ~~~ When the call ended, (name) didn’t know what to do. He grew a bit worried. He knew he shouldn’t have talked to y/n like that. Work’s just been taking a toll on him and he took it all out on y/n.

He knew you should’ve apologized but his ego stood in the way so he never did.

But he couldn’t shake that horrible feeling that something terrible would happen. So he grabbed his coat, locked his office door, got in his car, and drove off. ~~~ The call ended. Any hope left that you had, hoping (name) still loved you, gone.

You grabbed the box cutter from the side of the tub. Tears blinded your vision and your pained sobs could be heard from miles away.

“I’m sorry, mom. I promised I wouldn’t join you so soon. But it hurts. It hurts so much. I don’t know if I can take it anymore. I can’t take it anymore. I’m tired. I don’t want to hold on anymore.”

You sobbed even harder as you slid the blade out. “I’m sorry that I love you, (name).”

Then you slit your wrist.

You could feel the blood dripping from it. It was warm like the water you were currently in. You felt your body slowly become colder as you heart beated rapidly. Your eyes began to droop and your breath became ragged.

You saw your memories come flashing by. Most of them being the happy memories you shared with (name). You smiled. You were dying and you smiled. At least the pain was ending and you no longer had to hurt. You guessed this was what people meant when they said that your life flashes before your eyes as you die.

You looked down and the water had become red already. The blood was sill draining from your body.

Then you heard someone burst through the door. You couldn’t tell who it was and you could barely hear them as they lifted you from the tub. ~~~ (Name) rushed into the house and he had to break through the bathroom door when you weren’t responding.

“Y/N!!! Oh, god. Y/n…”

He wanted to scream but he knew he had to stay calm. He was scared. This was all his fault.

“Y/n, y/n baby. Stay with me, yeah. It’s okay. It’s okay. I’ll get you out of here soon.”

He grabbed a face cloth and wrapped around your wrist to stop any further bleeding. Then he lifted you up and out of the tub.

“It’s okay, love. It’s okay, I’m here. You’ll be alright. Everything will be just fine.”

He wasn’t sure if he was saying that for you or for him, but it worked. What he was sure of though, was that he was thankful that y’all chose an apartment not to far from the hospital. About a 5 minute drive.

He rushed you to the hospital and they hooked you up but it was already too late.

You died as they were trying to put you on the hospital bed and give you blood. You were gone.

You were gone and you left (name) all alone.

He couldn’t believe it. He knew that he was the reason and the guilt ate at him. He already promised your mother to take care of you and he couldn’t even do that. He hated himself. He hated all of it.

“If you can hear me, I’m so sorry, y/n.”

#Skz angst #skz fanfic #yangbbokari #Mumu writes #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz drabbles #bang chan #lee know #seo changbin angst #hwang hyunjin #lee felix #yang jeongin #kim seungmin #skz x reader #skz x y/n #skz x you #skz x stay

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rachalixie · 2 years

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cuddles with chan include him nuzzling his head into your neck, your back, your stomach, wherever he can find and reach to do it. his hair sticks up in little tufts five minutes in but he doesn’t care and neither do you because he looks freakin’ adorable like that. he switches between big spoon and little spoon quite often because, as much as his first instinct is to protect you from the outside world, he just wants to be small and taken care of sometimes. when he’s behind you, he has his big hands splayed over your stomach and his knees crooked into yours, legs tangled together. he hooks his chin over your shoulder to watch videos on your phone with you or to listen to your slow breathing when you’re asleep. when you’re behind him, he’s curled up into a little ball and you’re wrapped around him like a blanket, your face hidden in his broad back, just how he likes. those nights, you fall asleep and wake up splayed over each other in awkward angles, limbs all over the place and blanket on the floor. on rare occasions, he lays you right down on top of him and you’re moving up and down with his breaths because he wants to feel you everywhere. you can always smell his masculine yet sweet cologne from where it’s sunk into the skin of his neck and his wrists, and if you lay with him long enough your own clothes start to smell like him.

soft hours

felix cuddles

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jeongin-lvr · 10 months

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ᵎ　🍶　⊹ forget him, h. hyunjin

ᝰ✧ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀！ 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 （𝖿！𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀）， 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝖾𝗑，𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄 𝗅𝗈𝗅，𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇𝗃𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗒／𝗇， 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍， 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽，𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽．

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𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 breakups always this hard? I don't remember feeling this amount of pain the last time I broke up with someone. In fact, the last four boyfriends I had, I probably didn't cry once after our breakup. It wasn't necessarily that I wasn't sad or hurt by the breakup, but rather that it didn't burn as much.

I huffed, sitting on the floor was usually comforting, but now it felt cold and empty.

Especially without him.

I heard the door knock, but I couldn't bring myself up from the position I sat in; either my legs didn't work or I didn't really comprehend that the noise at the front door was a knock but either way I didn't answer it.

Which led to more knocks, they were rhythmic and consistent but quiet. But I sat still and immobile on the floor, eyes glued to the blank cream colored wall beside the oak wood doorway. I saw the hazy complexion of someone through that clouded mirror pane that stood angular at the top of the door.

Someone who had, what looked to be, pretty blonde hair, long at least to their shoulders. I could see them glance around. And that's when I realized it was Hyunjin.

I finally scurried up, finding the courage to finally stand. I scrambled toward the door, opening it hastily. I met the eyes of the boy, his brown, galaxy of chocolate irises meeting mine. I found it in myself to smile, he returned the favor, widening his arms and meeting me in the middle.

I gratefully joined the hug, my breath wavering while I resisted the urge to let my tears slip. Resisting the urge to cry was always hard when you're surrounded by people you care about; the sting of salt brines hurts more. But I sucked in a breath and pulled apart from his hug when I began to feel the pain subside.

I glanced up at the taller boy, noticing his calm, empathetic expression. He gave a weak smile, somber yet polite.

He didn't say anything until I did, "Gosh, Hyun, I'm sorry for calling you out so late..." I felt embarrassed that I'd let my emotions get the best of me, I felt like a nuisance. And no one likes to feel like nuisance.

Hyunjin raised a hand to my cheek, brushing away the sticky tears that began to dry at the corners of my eyes.

"It's not late at all," Hyunjin affirmed. Though the clock on the microwave just a foot away said otherwise, "It's only, like, 1 a.m. no biggie."

I couldn't help but laugh. He had an effortless humor, though he was quiet and always made me feel safe, his teasing jokes always helped me distract myself from whatever was bothering me.

"Right, no biggie," I replied, allowing him into my home and closing the door behind me. I watched the taller boy walk in with his hands in his pockets, eyes wandering as he looked at my house.

Admittedly, it was messy. The dishes in the sink were unkept and the couch was covered in pillows and random trinkets that shouldn't have been there at all. I hid my face, ashamed at the mess.

But before I could come up with some lame excuse, Hyunjin turned around and gave a wry smile. As if he understood. And a small part of me melted again, I felt the salt seer my vision until I blinked it away. Hyunjin's expression didn't diminish, his smile never faded. He looked effortlessly beautiful.

"So, how are you doing, Y/n?" Hyunjin asked, stepping closer until our feet were merely inches apart. I sighed, unsure why his expression was beginning to make my heart flutter. His eyes reflected me, they were so wide and caring; I could feel the passion ooze out of every word

I blinked away and chuckled, brushing off the question in fear of scaring him off with... emotions. Emotions are hard.

Carefully, I stepped toward the counter and began to toss unclean dishes and pans into the sink, realizing suddenly that the kitchen was beginning to grow dirtier and dirtier by the second. My eyes refused to meet his again.

"I'm fine. Y'know, could be better- um, you can sit down if you like," I was rambling, the words weren't really making sense. And emotions were always hard to put into words; maybe that's because it's hard to put emotions you can't understand into words.

You can never put into words what you don't really understand.

"Fine? Thats what you say when you don't want to answer the question," Hyunjin have a dry chuckle, unsure what to say to help you open up to him. He wanted you to open up to him, that's all he wanted. Hyunjin prayed that you felt safe enough to do so, "Talk to me, Y/n."

Hyunjin began to help me around the kitchen, clearly ignoring the last bit of my rambling.

I turned my head to him, only for a split second as I tried to construe my words in a way that wouldn't sound bat shit crazy.

How could I tell him that the guy who I thought loved me, dumped me for some chick he met last week? That's embarrassing. So, unimaginably embarrassing.

I blushed and glanced away. Hyunjin didn't know what was happening, or why you were avoiding his eyes, but it was beginning to piss him off. All he wanted to do was to look at you and listen; but he can't listen if you're not speaking.

I continued to scramble about, finally putting the last dirty dish in the sink, and turning to him with a forced smile that made my face feel like strings were pulling at the corners of my lips.

"It's fine, Hyun," I reaffirmed, crossing my arms playfully without seeming standoff-ish. At least I hope i didn't seem that way.

He gave me a look, as if he knew what was brewing in my mind. A small part of me got butterflies when he looked at me like that. For some odd, godforsaken reason, I liked the way his eyes bore into me like that. Or the way his lips curled wide into a unsure scowl. Or especially the way that little mole under his eyes curled when his eyes creased.

For some reason I felt the need to kiss that mole. But I bit my tongue and turned back around, facing the tile backwash behind the counter.

"Y/n..." Hyunjin spoke in a sing song voice, tiptoeing over and leaning on the counter beside me, eyes forcefully staring, urging me to stare back.

I blinked and met his eyes; a wave of nervousness washed over me when I realized just how close our noses were, he was practically breathing on my face. I caught a whiff of his cologne- or was it just how he smelled naturally -it resembled the smell of milk chocolate, and a bit of lavender.

He smelled like fresh lavender and milk chocolate. I didn't know anyone could smell that way. When he had hugged me earlier I didn't catch this smell, I was too focused on holding the tears. But now that he was so close, and I was focusing on him, it was divine.

"Y/n," He repeated, making my gaze shift back to his, he sighed, taking my cheek in hand. It was definitely to comfort me but my heart beat sped up to the point where I felt like it would leap out of my chest, "Talk to me. Please. I want to help you."

"I... Hyun, he left me," I finally spoke. But I gasped when I realized I'd fallen for Hyunjin's charms. He seemed taken aback too, his eyes widened and his head twitched in a way that made him seem angry. And for a split moment I thought I saw a flash of rage coat his features.

"Chan broke up with me." I restated, eyes fluttering while I somberly lowered my face until my eyes met the ground.

Hyunjin was silent for a minute, and for a moment I though he would laugh, tease me. Or maybe even be mad at me. Ask me what I did to deserve this, or blame me. But Hyunjin's touch became firm, his touch hot as he raised his other hand to my face too.

He cupped my cheeks, soft eyes remaining still, "Oh, Y/n, don't cry. Please don't cry."

But his words only made the tears slip, the fell into his hands, grazing the soft skin of his knuckles and rolling down until the lightly tapped on the floor beneath us. I hummed, keeping my head high as if that would stop those idiotic droplets from falling.

"Oh, I think I made it worse," Hyunjin cooed, whispering while holding back his airy laughter. I chuckled too, swiping away at my eyes until they were just puffy and red, "It's okay, love. You're safe. Chan is an idiot for leaving you. It's okay." My hands rested on his chest, firmly planting themselves there and feeling the quick pace of his heart.

"Hyun, what did I do to make him leave?" I choked, breathing heavy and unsteady while his lips met the skin of my forehead. He kissed my forehead over and over again, comforting hands still holding my cheeks even though my tears soaked his hands.

"Nothing! You didn't deserve this," Hyunjin instantly spoke, pulling his face away and narrowing his eyes, as if mad I'd even ask such a ridiculous question, "Y/n, if I were a bit stronger I'd go over and beat the fucking shit-"

"Jin, don't do that," I giggled, finally smiling wide, "But thank you. Thanks for being here for me."

Hyunjin hummed, scooping me close and holding me tightly in a hug that felt so freeing.

He pulled apart, letting our face stay close while he just gazed at me. His eyes remained slender and still while his breath fanned my face. For a moment, it felt like a kiss until I realized our lips weren't touching.

"I... I'm always gonna be here for you," Hyunjin said shakily, leaning forward with every passing word he made. I found myself following his lead, tiptoeing so our mouths could meet. But just before our lips grazed the other he spoke again, "I have an idea, Y/n."

I hummed, "Hm?"

"How about I help you forget?"

I paused, blinking my eyes away from his lips and meeting his eyes again.

"Forget what?"

"Him."

I gawked at the man, but not long before he pressed our lips together, casually yet so effortlessly kneading our lips together. Hyunjin hummed lowly, making this guttural sound that sent butterflies into my stomach and made my mind spin. I had to grab his arms for a second, pushing him back but never letting go of his body.

It just felt too right yet so incredibly and undeniably wrong.

"Hyun... we can't-"

But I couldn't find the words, everything went blank as I tried to reason with my own mind; I tried and failed to make sense of the way this all felt. The way his arms rested at my hips now, rubbing delicate circles into the porcelain of my skin. Or the way his eyes would trace my face, over and over again as if he was memorizing every curve and line. Hyunjin's featured remained soft, but a plague of hurt peppered his expression at my words.

"I just don't want this to be... a mistake." I whispered softly, pleading with him, worry making my eyes glaze with tears once again.

"This is not a mistake." He took a moment, letting the words sink in as my eyes fluttered again. His face drew closer and just like the first time our lips connected and sparks flew. I felt everything that was once bland and dark begin to shine like fireflies, peppering my vision in little specks.

"I want you." Hyunjin spoke again, a low and desperate growl leaving his jaw. I felt the passion in every word, his hands gently began to feel the soft fat of my thighs, then my back until he had touched every surface of my body within reach.

I couldn't say no. My hands rested desirably at his neck, feeling the soft strands of his long, ravishing hair between my fingertips. That little moan he let slip into my mouth was addicting, I could practically taste it on my tongue; and it tasted impossibly sweet, almost like an addicting sugary feeling.

"Jin-" I whined into the lovely feeling. His plump lips were working wonders against mine, between every passionate kiss was a reminder that he was here and he real. That this moment was real.

Why did such a big part of me feel so... complete? Almost like the more he kissed me, the more I'd feel. And the more I'd feel would only present to me with unlimited possibilities.

I was already forgetting Chan.

"Sh, baby, let me help you," Hyunjin muttered against my jaw, his lips planting on any surface he could find. From the corner of my mouth to the tepid warmth of my neck, his lips were there. I shivered, fingers tenderly tugging his hair until he hissed against my skin.

"Do you... want me to help you?" A look is empathy warmed his eyes as he pulled away, softly gazing for my approval. I could hear the glimmer of hope coating his words, almost pleading. And as wrong, and maybe even disrespectful it felt, I nodded firmly. Which even surprised me. I responded much to fast.

"Need you to say it, hon." He whispered through an obviously amused grin, gently pressing his hand into the soft skin of my cheeks and rubbing his thumb under my eye.

"Yes. Hyunjin, just make me forget."

"That's what I hoped you'd say." He chuckled, lips already kissing ferociously at mine. We began to back up, going through the open door of the kitchen and gingerly stepping our way into the living room.

That smell of his cologne- the perfect mix of chocolate and warmth -was beginning to make my head spin. I was growing more and more excited as he laid me flat against the couch, standing above me as he slowly unzipped his black hoodie, teeth holding the top of his cloth.

Hyunjin found himself putting on a show, his teeth held tightly to the metal hem of his sweater as his hand teasingly unzipped the fabric. He liked the way your eyes wandered, widening with every bit of skin he revealed.

He finally slid the jacket off, letting it fall on the floor and revealing the thin layer of his white tank top that firmly fit against his slim body. I ogled, my brain has never fully registered how beautiful this boy was until now. Now it just felt surreal to even be in this position with him.

My hands lightly grazed his body, feeling him tense as he leaned himself above me. With himself propped up by his elbows just above my own body, he studied my face, taking in the sight with an almost infatuated stare.

"Hyun... you okay?" I noticed that almost somber look begin to plague the glaze of water in his eyes.

He quickly shook his head, smiling and beginning to kiss my face all over, trailing wet kisses down my neck and collarbone. He muttered a quick, 'I'm fine' before tugging my top upward and off without another moment to spare.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," He mumbled, his words melting together while his pretty eyes fluttered. He almost sounded drunk as he kissed down my stomach, the warm kiss of his lips shocking me with elation.

I groaned as his kiss paused at the top of my pants, his eyes shooting to meet mine which I was compelled to return.

"Look at me, okay?" Hyunjin was gentle as he pulled my pants down, widening his eyes as he stared at my bare thighs, then my soaked panties that seemed to cling to the sex beneath.

I made sure to keep my eyes wide, watching as the boy slid my pants down, anticipating something beautiful as he peppered short and soft kisses to my inner thigh. As if to reassure me with his lips.

I whispered his name. Hyunjin's eyes darted to meet mine, an instantaneous wave of desire, security, and bliss filled my soul. I couldn't help but smile, he grinned back, planting one last kiss to my thigh before flashing his eyes back to my cunt.

A different sparkle glistened in his eye, he looked almost maniacal as he breathed hard against my clothed cunt. I shuddered, barely whispering his name.

I felt his lips kiss my sex, his warm and wet lips electrocuting me with pleasure; short lived, blissful pleasure. I groaned, silently begging him to make me feel more, for his tongue to press into me- to stop teasing me.

"Hyun- please... stop teasing me," I met his eyes as they glowed up at me; hiding the thoughts rapturing across his mind. Silence filled the air around us, making my heart almost stop.

I wondered what made him pause... my begging? Did he not like it?

"Beg again," Hyunjin spoke, pressing two sudden, hot fingers firm against my cunt, eliciting just enough pressure for me to feel warm in the face.

"W-what?"

"Beg. Now."

I thought for a moment, the effortless pleasure I got as he slowly... so painfully slowly... rubbed at my clit. A feeling frustratingly amazing, I hummed in a shaky breath of air.

Hyunjin's expression didn't change, if anything, he looked darker. He knew what he wanted, he wouldn't press on unless I did as he said.

Oh, he definitely liked begging.

"Baby, please," I pleaded, feeling his face grow closer and closer to my cunt until his tongue pressed a wet strip down my cunt; I helplessly shivered, my eyes fluttering at his slightest touch. "Need... it. I need- I need you."

"Need me to what, baby?" Hyunjin demanded with another lick to my underwear, pressing extra firmly against my clit.

I gasped, hands now in his hair, almost pressing his face further into my cunt.

"Need you... to make me feel good," He remained still, keeping my face toward him as my hands combed through his beautiful locks of hair.

"Fuck, I love when you look at me like that," Hyunjin groaned, allowing his hands to finally undress me in one swift motion. He let my underwear fall off my legs, tossing them out of sight and out of mind.

Almost as soon as my bottoms were gone, he began kissing and licking at my cunt, quietly groaning into it as I pulled at his hair. His lips wrapped around my clit, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin there until my eyes began to beg to be shut. I whined and moaned and pleaded into nothing, like a mewling cat. His eyes would occasionally blink back up at me, checking if I was alright and once he'd confirm it he'd go back to sucking on the sensitive bits of my cunt.

God, was he amazing at it. His tongue slipped into my drenched hole, exploring me with licks in and out. His nose and upper lip would work wonders on my clit. I was beginning to see stars.

And his quiet groans leaving his mouth, as if he were the one getting all the pleasure, that was by far the best part.

I grew quiet apart from my whimpers as his tongue quickened in pace, filling me up then leaving me just as quick.

While his tongue occupied my dripping cunt, his hands held down my squirming thighs, messily gripping them. His hold was firm, right enough to leave red and blue bruises I was sure I'd admire later.

I felt that little bundle of desire and nerves tickle me just right, begging to be released. My hands knotted in his dark hair while I chanted tint whispers of his name, over and over again like a prayer. Before I could even warn him my cum was leaking out onto his tongue, thighs shaking and attempting to close around his head. Hyunjin groaned, nails digging into my skin, tongue helping me ride out my delicious orgasm.

"So good, Y/n," He spoke lowly, rising from between my thighs with shiny lips and a wet chin; the male leaned his body above me, arms flexed just beside my head, giving me a view of the veins growing in his arm, "Gonna have to taste you again later..."

His peachy lips kissed mine, the taste of my own fluids drenching my mouth, salty yet addicting.

But despite the kiss on my lips completely erasing any negative thing I could've been thinking, my mind still wandered elsewhere. Soon the thought of the lovely boy in front of me was replaced with Chan; someone who left me without an explanation why, or how, or at least a respectful goodbye. It was like I was feeling my heart break all over again, chipping more and more pieces away.

"Still thinking about him aren't you?" Hyunjin noticed the way my eyes wandered, disconnected from where I was presently.

"I..."

Hyunjin held the delicate bit of my chin, tipping my face up with his free hand. His gushing, gorgeous eyes intently gazing into mine like chocolate swirls. I could see the perfectly marked beauty mark under his eye, begging me to kiss it, aching for my love.

And suddenly I wasn't thinking about Chan anymore, Hyunjin was all here. He was right here for me, begging me to stay in this moment.

"I'll fuck his memory out of you, baby," Hyunjin spoke surely, breath shaky yet exuding dominance I'd never seen in the boy before, "I'll help you. I promise."

I whined, eyes watching as he unzipped his jeans, taking them off swiftly. His eyes laid on me as his hands worked down the fabric of his boxers, giving me a showcase of his cock; probably the prettiest cock I'd ever seen.

I gave a whiny gasp at the pretty sight. My eyes wandering to the reddened tip that oozed with desire; my mouth went dry yet my cunt throbbed with wetness.

My eyes fluttered back to Hyunjin's in an instant when I felt his hands grip my thighs. A small moan left his plump lips as he guided his cock to my entrance, painfully slow with lidded eyes of lust.

"Say it, baby, c'mon," Hyunjin groaned, his sweaty hair dripping and tickling my cheeks, "Tell me how much you need it."

My palms gripped his shoulders, tightening as he just barely let his tip slip in, the stretch barely noticeable but the desire overpowering.

"Just put it in," I moaned, another inch pushed in, "Put it all the way in... and fuck my brain out... please." I added a polite ending to my vulgar sentence, suddenly feeling shy. I covered my warm cheeks with my palms, hoping he wasn't laughing at my desperation.

But instead I felt him pump into me fully, cockwarming for a moment. Still and breathy as he stared down at me.

"You're so goddamn beautiful," Hyunjin groaned, taking my hands from my cheeks and holding my wrists beside my head, charging his hips in and out of me at an incredibly steady pace.

I moaned in sync with his delectable thrusts, each one hitting a new spongey spot within me, morphing my face into a new look of pleasure.

"S'good!" I breathlessly whimpered between pumps, unable to form any other fathomable word. I tried so hard to keep my eyes wide, to let them meet his in reassurance that he was making me feel good- more than good.

But they fluttered shut, absolutely wrecking my mind with his cock.

"No, no, no," He grabbed my chin again, harsher but making sure to make gentle touches, "Keep them on me, I'm gonna be the one taking care of you from now on, aren't I?"

I nodded meekly, my mouth opening to agree but only being stifled by a moan. The boy chuckled lightly between a shaky pant, it was beginning to get harder to keep up with this pace. But he remained resilient, eyes squinting before widening again, watching as I squirmed.

"Aren't I, sweetheart?" Hyunjin breathed down on me, sweat trickling from his chin as his breathes became more and more erratic. The more erratic the more pornographic they sounded, only fueling the fire of my rising orgasm.

"Y-yes! Jinnie... ah, only you."

"Not that idiot Chan, hm?" Hyunjin persisted, thrusts sloppy, hitting my sweet spot spontaneously. I let out nimble cries that were muffled by his own lips meeting mine, sloppily conjoining our bodies.

"Never," I whimpered between a kiss.

"Forget him," Hyunjin sounded like he was pleading now, his eyes fluttering as he disconnected our mouths and began to work on sensitive bits of my collarbone, "You're mine."

"Just mine." He muttered again into my skin, allowing me to absorb his words, "Fuck! Baby, I'm gonna cum... are you close?"

My fingers pulled at his hair, nails grazing the soft flesh of his neck, "So... close. Don't stop!"

He groaned, pussy drunk and so desperate for release. Hyunjin resisted, withholding that high that was so desperately calling for him, burning to be set free.

Hyunjin began to drill into me harder, maintaining the same speed but hitting deeper into me like a hammer to a nail. My eyes rolled, mouth widened as the delicious embrace of my orgasm arose.

Hyunjin groaned, feeling the pulsating delight of my cunt wrap around his cock, needy and aching.

"Cum- fuck, I'm cumming!" I screamed, my moans stifled by his hand that gently held my jaw, middle and pointer finger pressing my tongue and silencing me by a few octaves.

"Yeah, j-just like that," Hyunjin let his head fall onto my shoulder, last few orgasmic pumps drawing out my climax. He then quickly pulled himself out just in time for his seed to drip down my lower stomach and erotically fall between the folds of my cunt, sloppily creating a white waterfall of both of our juices.

I panted, his fingers leaving my lips and allowing more air to fill my lungs.

Hyunjin groaned as well, but quickly grabbed a tissue from the box behind my head, wiping the mess we'd made while he uttered sweet nothings to me meticulously.

"You did so well, baby..." Hyunjin spoke, kissing the skin of my inner thigh as he cleaned, reassuring me in every way; physical, verbally- any way he could manage.

"S'perfect," He uttered again, meeting my eyes, genuine infatuation piercing his chocolate gaze. Silence coated the air between us. I sat up on the leverage of my elbows, cheeks warm and embarrassed from what we'd done; yet my body felt fulfilled, it felt right where we were right now.

"Jin, do you..." I broke the silence, suddenly aware of how long we'd stayed like that, "Can you kiss me?"

"A-again?"

"Please?"

The boy nodded, clearly shy but still trying to remain relaxed. He crawled over, arms on either side of my body as he craned his neck downward, gently kissing me to accommodate my request.

"Like that?"

He spoke as he pulled away, messy hair and puffy, red lips stained with the permanent gloss of our shared saliva. Hyunjin looked so damn pretty, especially in the dim light, like a moon. He glowed, beautiful and bright. And for a moment I wondered how I hadn't seen him in such a perfect view before. Now as I looked at him I saw someone who was everything I ever needed.

My Hyunjin.

"One more time," I gently held the back of his neck, pulling him down and kissing him with every ounce of love and emotion I had. Pouring my soul into that kiss.

"Are you saying you wanna go again... or...?" Hyunjin remained confused but flustered, eyes reflective of me.

"Just kiss me, like, a lot."

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blue-jisungs · 4 months

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fighting with them ♡

author's note. my very poor attempt on angst written in june 2023 LMAOOOOO enjoy!! (do not ask me why am i posting it now, i dont know either.)

making up after a fight - here !

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

chan couldn’t put a finger on it but there was something going on with you lately. from all of the people in the world he knew the best how life can get overwhelming sometimes. you were there for him during his hardships of being an idol… and a human being, in general.

and clearly, you were going through something too. but you didn’t say a word and even seemed to avoid him.

you arrived home late at night on one friday, a heavy sigh escaping your lips. chris is probably… working. so you you can easily sneak into your bedroom without him noticing you, right?

“y/n”

you turned around and saw him in the hallway, hair messed up and glass of water in his hand. his face lit up upon seeing you, however you could sense the weird tone of his voice.

“hi chris. i’ll go to sleep” you mumbled, taking off your shoes

“wait, can we talk? i know it’s late but i feel like nowadays we’re roommates, not a couple” he said. here it is. you let out another sigh

“i had a lot on my head today, can we not?” you grunted, leaving your bag on the floor.

“that’s the thing, y/n. there’s something going on and you just won’t tell me. and when we’re gonna talk when not now? you avoid me, let’s face it” chris continued, voicing out his worries. you knew.

“i’m sorry, okay? it’s just… i don’t want to talk right now and…” you pinched the bridge of your nose, earning a scoff from chan.

“you never want to talk, apparently. relationships are build on trust and communication. and i get the feeling you don’t trust me at all” his voice got a little louder but not to the range of shouting.

“listen, i–“ you started, genuine exhaustion feeling your body. you were afraid to snap and that’s the last thing you wanted to do. especially right now, especially at chris. but if it continues–

“i’m tired of your excuses, y/n! let me help you, talk to me, anything–“ chris pleaded and before you realised, it happened.

“can you shut the fuck up? i told you i’m tired! we’ll talk once you stop interrupting me for god’s sake!”

the realisation sank in as you watched chan’s features change with pain. his jaw tensed, eyes becoming cold.

“sure… i’m sorry. good night” he huffed, his steps leading him back to his studio.

your eyes watered, heart shattering into millions of pieces. you fucked up.

changing into your pyjamas you fell asleep on the couch, feeling like a burden in your own bed. your and chris’. and above all, you felt strange and empty, trying (and failing miserably) to fall asleep without him by your side.

┆彡 MINHO [ 민호 ]

you approached lino quietly, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. he jolted a bit by your sudden appearance, the wooden spoon falling out of his hand.

“oh, sorry baby. how are you today?” you hummed when minho with a grumpy face grabbed the spoon.

“you’re so fucking clingy sometimes…” he grunted, causing your eyes to widen “get off me”

the coldness of his voice made you a bit scared, backing away. minho continued with his cooking task.

“like a literal baby, i swear. let me breathe for once, is this too much to ask for?” he snapped, not even looking at you.

you understood, of course you did. when you started dating minho he wasn’t too big on skinship but… he never spoke like that to you in general or about this.

“okay. i’m sorry” you mumbled, trying not to show how hurt you got by his words “i’ll be in the bedroom”

he didn’t even say anything. you held your tears and walked away, only letting them go once you were buried in your duvet.

┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]

you let out a deep sigh, massaging your temples. changbin was looking at you with straight face, the tense silence between you two constantly interrupted by your group chat exploding with notifications.

“y/n, for the millionth time. they don’t deserve you, they literally treat you like shit” he grunted, glancing at your phone and reading the last message “'y/nnie we’re sorry, the date just slipped my mind', are you kidding me? what kind of an excuse is that?”

the thing was that your friends stood you up, again. lately they do that all the time but you know that they’re busy, just like you.

“a normal one! do i have to remind you the times you forgot about our dates? or i did? we’re humans, we forget things. and they’re my friends, they wouldn’t stand me up! we already rescheduled for tomorrow” you hissed “stop talking shit about my friends!”

“i’m not!” changbin whined “it just pisses me off because they meet up without you! don’t tell me you don’t know that!”

“i don’t because they don’t do that! stop accusing them!” you yelled, surprised by yourself. changbin sighed, his tongue poking the side of his cheek

“fine. just don’t run crying to me when you get stood up again, probably tomorrow” he huffed, crossing his arms

“i won’t!” you grunted, grabbing your phone and walking away to your bedroom.

┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]

your boyfriend came home, a loud slam of his bag hitting the floor lighting a red lamp in your head. there was no usual, cheerful “hi baby!” or “i’m home!” coming from him.

hyunjin stepped into the kitchen, ignoring you, and poured himself some water.

“hi hyune” you hummed, approaching him. he mumbled something incoherent back, eyes everywhere but on you. you sighed quietly, shaking your head “how was your day?”

“awful, i’m exhausted” he grunted, poking his cheek with his tongue

“i’m sorry to hear that… here’s some food, i grabbed it from work. let me just finish heating it up” you hummed, smiling softly “and later if you want we can watch a movie?”

“just… i need some time alone. i’m tired, y/n. i know you wouldn’t get it because i’m an idol, i dance and work for the whole day but i just need to rest, okay?” hyunjin grunted, making you halt.

“what do you mean i wouldn’t get it?” you frowned, turning your gaze at him

“you’re… well, you’re not an idol. can i just-?” he spat out, running out of patience.

“oh, so i can’t feel exhausted? i know that working as a cleaning lady is not as mighty as being an idol, but it’s tiring as well” you said slowly, trying not to lose your temper.

“yeah, sure” he scoffed.

your eyes widened, genuine hurt breaking your heart.

“i’ll eat it later, don’t mind heating it up” he grunted and before he waddled away to the bedroom, he heard your murmurs.

“it’s for me… and you don’t mind talking to a filthy cleaning lady later…”

┆彡 JISUNG [ 지성 ]

han was watching you for the past fifteen minutes, tongue poking the side of his cheek. you seemed to have fun while chatting with the other guy. way too much fun.

he just let out a sigh and took a sip of his drink. he hated it. he hated that he had to go to this party, that someone spilled a drink over him, that the food sucked and that you… you were ignoring him.

you let out a laugh and shook your head. the guy who you were talking to, beomgyu, patted your head with a grin.

suddenly you felt a hand on your arm, squeezing it. you turned around and saw jisung and his… tensed jaw.

“oh ji! i was wondering where you were! this is beomgyu, jeongin’s friend…” you smiled and beomgyu greeted your boyfriend with a happy smile

“we need to talk” han just grunted and walked away. you shrugged and beomgyu sent you a questioning look.

following jisung outside, where the weather wasn’t too pleasant, you rubbed your arms and enjoyed the silence.

“what’s up?” you asked, tilting your head.

“are you seriously asking me 'what’s up?'… y/n… you’ve been having the time of your life with that guy” he hissed, crossing his arms.

“beomgyu? what do you mean? we were just talking, that’s all” you scoffed, not fully understanding what he meant.

“please, y/n. you two were flirting! it’s unbelievable” he snarled, his voice raising dangerously.

“jisung, you know i only love you. i was just talking with him because he–“ you started

“cut the bullshit. it’s good to know you had fun at the party but i’m going home. have fun flirting with him” he bursted out, walking away

“jisung, what the fuck?!” you called but he didn’t stop “what do you want me to say? i… i seriously! you can ask him! i wasn’t saying anything–“

entering the room again filled his ears with music, jisung didn’t catch the way your voice broke down. legs leading him towards the exit, he noticed beomgyu watching him shocked.

┆彡 FELIX [ 필릭스 ]

you drummed your fingers on the table nervously, giving the waiter an apologetic look. he walked up to you, sighing.

“i’m sorry ma’am but if you’re not planning on ordering something i’ll have to ask you to leave…” he said. you nodded, grabbing your purse

“i understand” you said and paid for the two glasses of water you ordered earlier.

“i’m sorry” the waiter mumbled, causing blood to flow to your cheeks. you shook your head and left, dialling your boyfriend’s number for the seventh time this night.

“–yeah, i know, right?! what’s up, y/n?” felix answered, the voices in the background becoming quieter.

“where are you?” you asked bluntly, crossing your arms

“i’m at changbin’s, why?” he asked confused

“why? well maybe because i was waiting for you like an idiot for the past two hours? why didn’t you pick up your phone earlier?” you spat out, voice starting to shake

“what are you talking about?” felix grunted

“our date, felix! like the third one you missed because allegedly you were busy? are you doing this on purpose or what?” you huffed, sitting down on a nearby bench.

“i was busy, y/n! i admit, today i forgot but we made plans with guys earlier and i just…” he trailed off.

“you just forgot. again. i don’t have any more patience or strength for that, felix. don’t you see that? you’re prioritising work over me” your voice broke, nails digging into your knees “if it keeps happening–“

“y/n… don’t say that! you know i’m busy, i’m an idol! what did you expect?” felix scoffed.

“i expected my boyfriend to be present in my life, you know? i understand that you’re an idol, i respect that and i support it… i just wish you were there for me, felix. do you even know i got fired yesterday?” you asked and were met with silence “exactly. now… have fun at changbin’s, say hi to the boys. i’m not coming back tonight”

with that you hung up, chest thumping in your chest. well, you’re going to have a sleepover at your best friend’s… again.

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

you hummed happily, just getting off the phone with your mom. entering the kitchen you noticed seungmin with his glasses atop of his nose, reading something.

“hey, seungmo! do you have any plans on weekend?” you asked. he shook his head as a no “great! my parents are visiting, then”

he groaned, making you frown.

“what?” you asked, crossing your arms.

“again?” he finally looked up at you, fixing his glasses.

“what do you mean again? they visited us like, month ago!” you shook your head

“it’s just… tiring” he mumbled, playing with the hem of the paper he was reading

“tiring? they’re my parents, seungmin. and it’s hard for them too. they’re still getting used to living in korea, i know how that felt and besides, you should get used to it” you huffed

“okay, so? can’t you just go on your own? i wanted to practice, i could use some time alone” seungmin grunted. you bit your lip, looking down. did he just… did not like your parents? you couldn’t lie, it hurt you.

“fine. have fun then because i guess i’ll leave earlier, since you could use some time alone” you murmured

“are you angry at me?” he asked, some kind of mockery in his voice

“yeah, i am! do you not like them? why didn’t you tell me earlier?” the question made him scoff

“i just don’t feel like going, geez! just go, you’re being annoying today…” he grunted, reassuming his previous task.

you mumbled a soft oh and left your place right away, not bothering to pack. your parents have some clothes of yours at their place either way.

┆彡 JEONGIN [ 정인 ]

you watched jeongin text someone with a huge grin on his face, fingers quickly tapping against the screen of his phone. letting out a deep sigh, you reassumed watching the show.

“wait, why’d you start?” he asked suddenly, putting his phone away

“i asked you like, five times if i can start already” you grunted, not looking at him

“sorry, i was…” he hummed, hesitant “…texting someone”

“who was it?” you asked, not really caring about the weight of the question…

“no one important” he huffed. now, his answer made you confused. anxiety slowly creeping into your heart, you looked at him

“why’d you answer like that? i’m sure that person wouldn’t be too happy to hear that” you joked lightly. jeongin just shrugged, letting out an annoyed sigh. there was a sound of door opening somewhere in the dorm.

“can we just watch?” he asked coldly.

you fell quiet, mind racing with thoughts. if you think about it, you caught him texting and smiling like a teenage girl a couple of times this week. and he always quickly turned off his phone once you were near him. what was it?

“oh, hi you two!” you heard changbin’s voice. you turned around to wave at him and he waved back, then turning your eyes again at the screen “oi, jeongin-ah, did eunjeong text you back?”

your eyes widened upon hearing the name. eunjeong. jeongin’s ex.

you looked at him, his face immediately dropping. you sent a death glare to changbin that only now realised what he said. but that meant… he knew.

“you’re texting her? your ex?” you asked, crossing your arms. jeongin sighed, trying his best not to roll his eyes.

“and what if i am, geez! it’s not that serious, y/n” he grunted, looking at you.

“for me it is, jeongin. you know i have trust issues… and i don’t trust her, especially! besides, you told me you blocked her…?” you asked, heart racing abnormally fast.

“i lied, okay? because you’re so sensitive about everything, just like now! yes, i’m texting eunjeong and honestly, i don’t regret it! she’s fun, okay? we broke up on a good terms” he grunted. you stood up, walking away “where are you going?!”

“i need to think” you hissed, passing changbin by

“that’s exactly what i was talking about… god, such a crybaby over nothing” jeongin murmured, grabbing his phone.

before he could open up a chat with eunjeong, he heard a loud door slam.

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mineau · 7 months

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the first time he says i love you, you expect it the least.

he’s content to let your voice meld with the soft sizzle of the frying pan on the stove, something sweet and aromatic filling the area, and feigns noncommittal interest in the complaints tumbling from your lips from the day’s work.

“—and i know he knows i know what i’m doing,” he hears you huff, “but he still babies me at the office. seriously? like i don’t know how to print some stupid papers.”

“what an asshole,” he supplies helpfully, and grins softly when you throw your hands up in agreement.

“i’m this close to quitting,” you grumble, a pout gracing your lips when he turns to place a plate in front of you, and his heart does something silly in his chest when you mumble your thanks around it. “really. i’ll quit. this is so fucking stupid—”

“i love you.”

minho watches in real time as the frustration leaves your body, exasperation taking its place before your jaw drops upon realizing what he’d said. your fork clatters against your plate in your surprise, making you jump slightly, and he’s none the wiser—carrying on with the meal he’d prepared.

“don’t you like the food?” he frowns, trying his best not to laugh as you gape at him openly. “i put a lot of effort into it, you know. you’re breaking my heart.”

“minho—”

“after i professed my love for you.”

“wait—” you attempt again,

“do you want me to cry? my heart’s completely shattered.”

“i love you, too,” you manage to get in, picking up your fork. “really? while i’m bitching about work?”

he just shrugs, chewing thoughtfully. “you’re attractive when your mad.”

“minho.”

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mykoreanlove · 10 months

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fitting room.

“Wait – you want to come inside with me?!”

Panic flooded your whole body as you realized that Felix was about to enter the fitting room with you. He smiled at you broadly: “Of course pumpkin! I want to see how you look in those clothes.”

Your boyfriend, whom you started dating a couple of weeks ago, took you out shopping on this warm summer night. You welcomed the idea as you loved spending time with him, but you dreaded the thought of him seeing you change.

“Wait… don’t you want me to come with you?”

His pained expression tore your heart apart. Of course, you wanted to be with him. If it was up to you, you would spend every minute of your day with him. This dark-haired personification of sunshine stole your heart the minute he smiled at you.

But you were hesitant at the idea of him coming with you into the monstrous invention that were fitting rooms. Those small spaces always made you feel insecure and ugly. The bright lightning highlighted all the parts of your body that you wanted to hide so badly. You had no intention of taking him with you in there.

Felix noticed the war you fought internally, so he grabbed your hands and squeezed them, hoping to distract your inner monologue. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

His eyes held so much compassion for you, he was dearly worried about your well-being. Realizing how much he cared for you made you beyond happy. You took a deep breath before confessing your insecurities to him. “I don’t want you to see me change…”, you mumbled silently.

Felix frowned as he did not understand your discomfort. “But why? It’s nothing I haven’t already seen, pumpkin.” He smiled again, hoping you would make it make sense to him.

You huffed out in despair: “Lix, those fitting rooms are every woman’s worst nightmare. They are super narrow so of course you naturally feel like a fat giant. And that hospital lightning – I mean you will see every lump, every dimple and all of my stretch marks. I don’t want you to see my flaws.”

Felix had wondered why you would always turn off the lights when you got intimate with him, but he never dared to ask. He fought his own self love battles a long time ago, but the memory of the shame that came with it was still fresh in his mind.

He never wanted to rush you, but he just did. Guilt was flooding his body as he saw what his careless remarks did to you. Felix squeezed your delicate hands again and apologized.

“Pumpkin, I am sorry. I had no idea you felt that way about your body. Just so you know I don’t agree with you, but I don’t want to pressure you into anything you don’t want. Go ahead and change, I’ll wait over there with the other boyfriends.”

He was about to turn around when you stopped him. “Lix, wait!” Felix turned around and looked at you guessingly. You had never been with someone like Felix before – someone that understood you and let you breathe. You were used to guys that criticized or ridiculed you for your body, so you never had the courage to open up to them.

But not with Felix – it was as if he grasped your every concern with his whole being. You felt safe with him, so you tried to show him more of your vulnerable side. You grabbed him by his hand and ushered him into the next dressing room.

It was just as you had dreaded – narrow, brightly lit and full of mirrors positioned on every side. You watched yourself mortified before your gaze landed on Felix.

Felix, who was looking at you as if you put the stars in the night sky. Felix, who hugged you from behind and whispered into your ear: “I wish you could see yourself the way I see you, pumpkin. Because you’re marvelous.” He placed a sweet kiss on your cheek. His love gave you the courage to undress in front of him.

And now you were standing in this small space, exposed in nothing but your underwear, displaying all of your flaws to your godlike built boyfriend. Your bravery ended at stripping down though; you couldn’t face him right now. You felt Felix’ hands caressing your hips and crossing in front of your stomach as his soft lips found your ear. “Now tell me, baby, where exactly are all those flaws you mentioned?” You felt your cheeks fill with heat as you sensed his hot breath on you. “Well for starters, you’re holding one of my flaws right now.”

This was killing you. Your insecurities were eating you from the inside. You already started imagining the worst he could say. “You’re right, y/n. Your stomach is horrific. Why won’t you lose some weight? It’s not that hard.”, followed by him looking at you disgusted and leaving the fitting room.

Felix’ snort let you come back to reality.

“You think this”, he was applying pressure on your stomach as he was talking, “you think this is a flaw?” You nodded your head in agreement. “Oh pumpkin, you little fool.”

Felix turned you around and got down on his knees. Looking up at you he flashed you a warm smile before pampering your stomach with sweet kisses. His actions made you laugh, so you ushered him to stop. “Lix, what the hell, stop.”, you giggled in front of him. He had a devilish smirk on his lips as he looked up at you again.

“I love your stomach, y/n. I love how it holds all of your organs for you. I love how it lets you eat and digest and breathe in deeply. I love how it looks. I love your little navel. I love to kiss it. I love to lay my head on it. I love feeling it rise with every breath. I really, really love your stomach, pumpkin.”

Tears started to form in the brink of your eyes. No one had ever adored your stomach like that, not even yourself.

“What else?”, he whispered. You took a deep breath before pointing out the stretch marks on your hips. “I hate them.”

Felix’s hands landed on your hips again. He was tracing the outlines of your stretch marks, touching the skin cautiously. “Maybe I shouldn’t call you pumpkin anymore.”

Panic arose in your body once more. You knew it. You were disgusting. Of course, he wouldn’t want to be with someone like you. The tone of his voice getting more playful with every touch: “Maybe I should call you tiger instead. Look at the swings of those lines, they are impeccable!”

You felt like an idiot. Here you were being worshipped by your perfect boyfriend, yet you played out one worst case scenario after the other. You looked down at Felix as you grabbed his dark hair, pulling at it lightly. His eyes sparkled with desire for you, they always did. “Where else, baby?”

With a heavy heart you turned around. You grabbed your ass and squeezed it lightly for him to examine. “Do you see all this cellulite?” Due to the many mirrors in the stall, you were able to see Felix’ expression firsthand. His eyes wide from excitement, his tongue licking his lips and hands ready to grab your ass, as well.

“Babe, all I see is your fantastic bubble butt. Do you really think I care about cellulite?” He squeezed your butt eagerly which caught you by surprise. You squeaked and jumped up, only to land in his arms again. He joined in on your laughter and held you close.

“Y/N, I think you’re beautiful. Like all of you is beautiful. I understand that it’s hard to see your body go through changes as you get older but that’s not a bad thing. Baby, you get to get older, not everyone does.” You shared an intimate look with each other in the mirror in front of you.

„Why don’t you think of age as levels? With each passing year you get up one level in the game of life. And getting dimples or stretch marks means you get to wear a new armor. Isn’t that exciting?”

You loved the way he saw life. You knew that his mindset was built on many hours of struggle and hard work, which made you love him even more. You still looked at him in the mirror, but this time you smiled. A whole genuine smile, one that reached your eyes, as well. Felix smiled back at you before ushering you to move your head. “Gimme a kiss, pumpkin.”

You two kissed, tenderly and sweet, while being embraced in the small confines of the dressing room. “Now, will you put on the clothes we’ve picked out for you? I wanna get out of here and show you how much I adore your body in private.” He smirked one last time before kissing you again.

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