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ashonheavenscloud · 27 days

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overthinking || h. hyunjin

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ contents: hwang hyunjin x fem!reader, friends to lovers, fluff with tension tension tension, mutual obsession!! reader makes hyunjin very very nervous

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ word count: 1.7K

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ warnings: none

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ a/n: short lil hyunjin repost!! this was well loved before, so hopefully it’s still up to par <3 enjoyyy~

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Hyunjin knew he was overthinking it.

Your hand gently gripped his own, fitting there perfectly like a glove. Your eyes were glued to the screen in front of you, a tender moment from your latest favourite K-drama distracting you from the very thing that Hyunjin couldn’t for the life of him stop thinking about.

Your hand was so much smaller than his. Your nails were freshly painted lilac, and he couldn’t stop staring at the small details of your hand as the drama continued on. You’d suddenly clutched his hand when the girl on screen had started to cry, the male lead attempting to comfort her in the most gentle manner. Hyunjin wasn’t sure what had happened next; as soon as you’d grabbed his hand, the words muffled and his eyes shifted and his very skin felt on fire, sparks shooting through him from where you touched. He couldn’t stop staring at you, the way you looked in the dim light, eyes filled with the screen’s reflection, mouth slightly parted as you watched with extreme focus.

He’d waited for you to let go. Surely once the initial shock of the scene wore off, you would realize and pull away. But as the minutes stretched on, and more scenes unfolded on the TV, your hand remained firmly in his.

He loved how your hand felt in his.

Still, he almost wished you would pull away. His heart was hammering with dangerous volume, and he could feel the heat crawling over the back of his neck as his eyes continued to drink you in. His palms were growing sweaty, and he swore that soon the rest of him would be unbearably hot. He kicked off the blanket around him, praying it would help. Cool air greeted him, and so did your puzzled eyes, glancing away from the screen momentarily to look at Hyunjin.

“You okay?”

No. I want to pin you to this very couch and kiss you senseless. “Yeah, fine. Just hot.” He managed, desperately hoping that you would finally release his hand before he snapped. Instead, your eyes trailed to your fingers twisted together, and looked back to the screen.

And Hyunjin was back to looking at your hands moulded together, wondering why you hadn’t pulled away.

Surely he was overthinking. It was just your hand, after all. You’d been friends for years, and your love of skinship had always been obviously shown. So why did today feel different? Why did this simple touch send him spiraling, mind racing to figure out what the hell you wanted with him??

He’d tried for months to understand your feelings for him. Scrutinizing every little thing-shoulder taps and smiles, light conversation and sparkling eyes-to figure it out. Did you also find yourself distracted by his smile, the way he suddenly forgot what he was going to say when you smiled at him? Did you also get lost in his eyes, the way he was content to swim in yours for endless hours, day and night? And did you also wish you had the courage to say something about it, just like Hyunjin did when he looked up from your hands intertwined to find your eyes focused on him?

And words were gone. Just scattered fragments of worry and panic and desire and hope. He knew what he wanted. And he was hanging on a thread, a thread that was fraying and ready to snap at any moment. At any moment.

The soulful music of the drama flitted from the screen, slow and soft but Hyunjin could hardly hear it as you lifted your joined hands to where both of you could see them. Hyunjin felt his heart leap, as your eyes trailed back to him. You allowed both of your hands to drop down again, and whispered something that set every part of Hyunjin to flame.

“Just kiss me or something.”

Silence for a beat as the words processed, Hyunjin’s heart jolting into hummingbird mode. And then he was slowly pulling you to him, lips capturing yours roughly. You tasted faintly of the sweet chocolate you’d been eating together a minute ago, and Hyunjin couldn’t help himself from slowly biting your bottom lip, pulling gently as you gripped his shirt tightly in fists, bringing him closer to your warmth. The TV drama faded away, the music growing dim as Hyunjin’s mind flew into a frenzy, thoughts and worries bombarding his mind as he kissed you. You had hundreds of butterflies gathering in the pit of his stomach, and his heart pounding like a drum beat, setting a rhythm, a tempo for how he moved his mouth over yours, tongue slipping into your mouth to further taste you, you, you.

A voice was screaming in the back of his head: am I doing this right? Are you enjoying this as much as me? What if I’m not good enough? What if you’re uncomfortable, or-

You were moving closer and he wished he knew what to do with his hands, and his legs folded on the couch. Your hand had dropped his own at some point, fingers pressing over his jawline. The other hand gripped his shoulder, as you moved even closer-practically on his lap, and Hyunjin wished he knew what to do about that too.

He was overthinking, he knew. Every touch of yours, the firm pressure of your digits tracing his skin, the feel of your warm lips moving against his-moving with his. He let it all happen, even while hardly knowing what he was doing. He swore he had been set on fire, his very nerves roaring ablaze with energy and a hunger that was almost overwhelming. Still he couldn’t stop thinking.

He pulled back, immediately hating the inches of space between your lips while simultaneously wishing to move farther from you and the temptation it was to dive back in.

He was terrified.

“Hyunjin…” you sounded slightly breathless, and confused. Your eyes opened and found his, searching the dark pools for some hint of a problem. “What’s wrong?”

He wanted to tell you everything running through his head, but with your eyes watching his now, his mouth refused to open. A hollow pit formed in his stomach of deep disappointment in himself. What was the matter with him? Why didn’t he just let go and take this step? He’d wanted this for ages-the opportunity to feel your body against his, held in his arms, mouths locked together in a heated embrace. And he’d loved the feeling just now; so what was the problem?

You were watching him, concerns filling your wide eyes. Despite his running thoughts, he found himself admiring you just like he always did. Your sweetness, your care for him. It was so endearing to see you worry, to feel your hand squeeze his in an attempt to keep him grounded and remind him of your presence. Suddenly he knew why he couldn’t stop worrying.

“I just want to love you right.” He confessed softly, gaze finally focusing on your eyes. He found warmth there, and even more as you slowly smiled, and he could see the adoration in your eyes. His heart leaped, treasuring the fact that you were looking at him like that. He hurried on, “I want you to be comfortable. I want-” he took a breath in, as you patiently waited for him to finish. “I want to do this right, you know?”

This was unmarked territory for him-for you too, he knew. He wondered if you felt the same kind of nerves, too.

“I know.” You confirmed, a small smile gracing your face, as you lifted your fingers to touch his cheek gently. “Me too.”

Adoration shone in your eyes so clearly in that moment that it left Hyunjin slightly breathless. The soft crinkles by the corners of your eyes caught his gaze and he felt some tension release from his body. You were nervous too-and somehow that made him feel less so.

“I’ve liked you forever.” Hyunjin blurted, feeling himself blush as the words left his mouth, and your smile widened. “I don’t want to mess this up.”

Your smile was so pretty. He loved how he could immediately tell how genuine that smile was. You meant every word when you said, “I know you won’t. Just take it slow. It’ll be okay.”

Hyunjin couldn’t help but smile back, even though his heart still raced. But if you believed in him-in both of you-surely he could believe in the two of you as well.

He squeezed your hand, dipping his head to lightly kiss your lips, lingering for a moment before pulling back. “Okay.” He whispered.

He loved the dazed gaze of your eyes, loved the fact that he had that effect on you.

“Okay?” You murmured back.

His only response was to kiss you again, harder this time, mind a flurry of thoughts and emotions that grew hazy when you kissed him back. It was just as addicting as before, despite the worries coming back. Your fingers traced the skin of his collarbone, automatically making him shiver, and he wondered what he should do now.

And here the answer was so painfully clear in that moment that he couldn’t believe he hadn’t considered it before. Don’t think, Hyunjin. Just feel.

He breathed in your scent as he pulled back to look at your face-every beautiful detail he’d memorized with his eyes-before setting to work memorizing them with his mouth, lips pressing against the soft skin of your cheeks, your forehead, your eyelids that flickered at his gentle touch. Slowly he let go of the worries, banishing them as he took your face in his hands and pulled you right to him, connecting your lips again. A muffled sigh of content escaped the corners of your mouth, roiling inside Hyunjin with an insane kind of pleasure. He grew slowly more confident, letting his tongue slide into your mouth again and pressing your back to the couch, just like he’d wanted. He felt your hands grip his shirt, press to his chest; he felt your body beneath his own, its warmth under his skin. He felt your mouth move with his, felt your smooth hair with his fingers, felt every inch of you without any more thoughts to intrude.

He let desire flood his body and take over his senses as he took his time loving you; slowly, surely, sweetly.

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streetlight11 · 1 year

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Stranger's Hearts

Summary: Working at a restaurant as a waitress, you are bound to have cute customers every now and then, right? But so far, none has properly caught your eye before. Until recently...

Theme: waitress au, strangers to lovers

Genre: pure fluff

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

WC: 3.1k

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

a/n: Hello! I haven't been active due to many reasons but I'm back to share a new writing with you! Enjoy 🩵

It was a Saturday afternoon, you are working a full shift today to earn money for a lot of commitments. Like your rent, power bills, phone bills, water bills, groceries, school fees, etc. Being a university student isn’t easy but you aren't gonna give up just yet. Which is why you work a full shift on weekends to earn extra than what you get every other day due to working short hours after school. After serving the food orders to a table with a family of four, they thanked you for your good service before you left to continue with your work.

You went to the back room to take a short breath from running around for the past few hours. A fellow colleague of yours who is the senior waiter and team lead, Hyungwon, was just informing the chefs the new orders before clipping the paper to the string for the chefs to refer.

“Tired already?” Hyungwon teased you as he walked up to you with a smile on his face. Yes he’s your senior, but somehow, he’s very close to you and treats you with so much care as though you were his little sister. He is in fact 4 years older than you so that explains a lot.

“One of the tables is occupied by a group of girls who seem like they’re the kind to complain about the pasta being fusilli and not linguine…” You said with a huff, only for him to laugh.

“Still… They’re customers so all we can do is give them what they want.” Hyungwon said, giving you a soft pat to your shoulder before he left the kitchen. You didn’t wanna get caught slacking by your boss so you got up and left the kitchen to continue doing your job. You went over to a table near the window where a couple was sitting, so you could take their orders.

“Is there anything else?” You asked.

“No, thank you.” The woman said with a kind smile in which you happily returned.

“Alright then. Your order will be served soon.” You said as you turned to head back to the kitchen. Unfortunately, you turned a little too soon because it caused you to accidentally crash into someone who was walking past your back.

“Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry!” You said as the handsome guy simply smiled and shook his head.

“No worries. Are you okay?” He asked so you nodded. He then held out his hand, gesturing you to walk so you did. That’s when you heard a voice calling for the person standing behind you.

“Chan hyung!” The male with full cheeks waved in your direction as you glanced past your shoulder to find the guy you bumped into, giving a thumbs up. This slipped your mind as you went into the kitchen and delivered the order to the chefs. A few minutes ticked by and you were currently serving drinks to a table near the front entrance. When you turned back to head to the kitchen, you saw the guy from earlier raising his hand up in hopes that one of your friends would see him.

Lucky for him, you saw his hand raised. Hence, why you were now making your way to their table. As you got closer, you felt a little nervous seeing that their table is filled with 8 very good looking guys who look to be around your age. You tried to keep your professionalism in and smiled when you arrived at their table.

“Hello, are you ready to order?” You asked and the same guy from earlier smiled at you politely.

“Yes we are. Can I have one beef bolognese pasta with linguine and one coke please? What about you guys?” He then points to his friends as they go around the table giving you their orders. When you noticed there were just 7 food and drinks in total, you spoke up to make sure everyone had their orders in.

“There’s only 7 orders. Am I missing out on one?” You asked as their heads soon turned to the male sitting with his arms crossed on the table, head hanging low to burn a hole into the menu, looking as though he’s hiding under his cap.

“Hwang Hyunjin. Aren’t you the one who complained about being hungry just 10 minutes ago?” The one with a black fitting shirt said with a teasing smirk.

“Uh… I’ll um… I’ll get the um…” Hyunjin clears his throat as the one sitting opposite him with fairly long dark brown hair and feline eyes smirked at him to tease afterwards.

“Come on, Jinie… Don’t be shy in front of the waitress… She’s waiting.” The male said, making some of them squeak along with teasing noises. You couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle as Hyunjin finally looks up after glaring at his friend and meeting your gaze.

“I’ll get the sirloin steak with mac ‘n’ cheese and salad please.” He said, keeping eye contact with you.

“Great! How well would you like your steak to be cooked?”

“Medium well, please.”

“Awesome. Any drinks to go with that?”

“Uh… Just iced americano, please.” Hyunjin said and you smiled while writing it down.

“Got it.” You said and soon repeated their orders before taking the menus with you and left. Minutes tick by and you were too busy to steal glances at their table but maybe it’s good because if not, you probably wouldn’t be focusing on work. When their food was ready, you carried the plates on your arms, balancing them expertly. With your help of calling out the name of each dish, they raised their hands to their individual orders and you gave them out accordingly.

You came back again with the remaining dishes, handing Hyunjin’s food last since his was in fact steak. After you’ve given him his order, you flash them a smile politely.

“Enjoy your meals. Call us if you need anything else.” You said and they thanked you in unison.

For the next hour, the crowd had died down a little, giving you room to relax. You were just by the cashier counter, changing the empty paper roll to a new one in the bill printer machine when your eyes naturally flew over to the table in the back of the room. This accidentally caught the attention of the male with feline eyes. He visibly smirked at you as you saw his lips move. Just in time for Hyunjin to glance past his shoulder and lock eyes with you.

This made you look down naturally, hoping you didn’t look too panicky. You busied yourself with checking the bill history to make sure they tally. Suddenly, your co-worker Ellie came to you and was grinning at you from ear to ear.

“What now, El?”

“Those guys seated at the back… I heard them talking about you when I came to clean the table next to them.” She giggled, making you huff at her.

“You probably misheard them.”

“No! I’m serious! Would I be mistaken when they clearly said ‘the girl at the cashier’?” Your breath hitched as you tried to brush it off.

“If they really are talking about me, it’s probably to comment on my rushing ass.”

“Uh… No they weren’t? The one wearing a grey sweater clearly said ‘Ask for her number. She’s at the cashier, maybe you should pay for our meals too while you’re at it’ and he was pointing to the guy sitting in front of him.” Ellie said, making you blush. There’s no way she could make this up. So to see if she was telling the truth, you glanced up and looked at their table. You almost choked on your own saliva when you saw Hyunjin and some of them were already staring at you and Ellie.

“Shit El, they’re looking at us.”

“Correction, they’re looking at you.” She giggled as you saw Hyunjin stand up from his seat while everyone else remained seated.

“Uh… El? Why is he coming here?” You whispered while stacking the receipts in a pile.

“Oh, Hyungwon Is calling me. Bye!” She said whilst rushing into the kitchen, completely walking past Hyunjin but he couldn’t care less about her since she wasn’t the one he’s focused on. Before you could speak up to call for her, your words got stuck in your throat upon seeing Hyunjin approach you at the cashier.

“Hey… Um, can I pay for our table first?” He asked, making you smile.

“Of course. Can I have your bill?” You asked and he passed you the small clipboard with their bill attached to it. You keyed in their table number into the computer and their orders came up on the back screen for him to see.

“Help me do a quick check to see if everything is correct.” You said as his eyes soon fell on the screen behind your computer.

“Yeap. Everything’s in.” He said before meeting your eyes shyly from under the brim of his cap. You then asked how he wanted to pay for the meal and he said by card. While you were keying the amount into the machine, Hyunjin stole a quick glance past his shoulders, just in time to catch his friends gesturing for him to get your number. When he turned back around, you had just placed the machine on the top of the counter for him to insert his card.

He entered his pin number and proceeded to wait for the approval. The receipt finally prints out to indicate that the payment was successful. However, Hyunjin was debating on asking you for your number simply because he was nervous and shy. So when you handed him the receipt and his card, he quickly thanked you before going back to the table. You were a little sad that he didn’t ask for your number or even your social media but maybe it’s not meant to be. With that thought, you went into the kitchen to distract yourself. Little did you know, Hyunjin was literally smashed by his own friends when he came back empty handed.

A few minutes later, they were preparing to leave but Hyunjin thought that maybe he should just ask you for your number before he leaves. He slowed down his pace in hopes that you’ll come out from the back room. Even after he was a few feet away from the main door, you were still nowhere to be seen so he couldn’t help but sigh and left the restaurant for good.

Regret slowly seeping through his skin for not manning up and just ask you when he had the chance right in front of him. Looks like it’s too late now.

A few days had passed now and you still couldn’t get Hyunjin out of your mind. Ellie asked you to try and find his social media since you knew his full name thanks to his friend. However, you didn’t wanna be a creep and stalk him so you opted to just forget about it. Today is a nice cooling Friday evening. You took a few days off from work for the next few weeks to focus on your upcoming tests and exams. Tonight however, your friends from university, Lisa and Jennie wanted to go to the bar and take a little break from studying.

With that being said, you decided to tag along to relieve your stress. You changed into a pretty dark grey side drawstring sleeveless top and a pair of denim jeans. The girls met up with you outside the bar as you went in with them. Once you made it inside, there were a lot of people all around. Some at the bar, some at the stray tables and some at the sofa booths.

You were just walking behind Lisa and Jennie to find an empty table when you caught sight of a group of familiar looking faces at one of the sofa booths. The one that really triggered your memory was Hyunjin. He was seated there with his left arm resting on top of the sofa, wearing a satin white button down shirt with denim skinny jeans and sneakers. His hair is currently blonde, long enough for him to tie it in a half ponytail with his bangs framing his face.

He didn’t notice you at first until his friend whom you remember is the one with feline eyes nudged Hyunjin’s side and nodded his head towards you. Before you could look away in panic, Hyunjin locked eyes with you and it made you instantly smile. He did the same as he watched you walk past their booth and sat in the booth a few tables down where there were four guys greeting you and your friends.

They were Lisa and Jennie’s friends from college and you have met them a few times before. You just weren’t really close to them. Minutes went by as you slowly took your time to finish your drink while they were all on their umpteenth shot of whiskey already.

“Hey waiter! We need another bottle!” Yunhyeong slurred drunkenly to an imaginary waiter and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’ll go order a bottle for you guys.” You said rather calmly considering you weren’t anywhere near drunk at all. You got up to go get them a bottle of whiskey, making your way to the bar. When you made it there, you smiled at the bartender who in return, gave you a cheeky grin. Thank god he’s handsome, if not, you would’ve just cringed.

“Can I get one bottle of whiskey, please? My friends seem like they’re going through tough times.” You said, only for him to laugh. He grabs a bottle from his shelf and hands it to you.

“Just don’t let them sleep in the bar all night.” He said, making you laugh.

You took the bottle and thanked him, handing him cash before leaving the bar. While you were making your way back to your table, you caught a glimpse of Hyunjin’s table and as if they were already waiting for you to look, some of them were already waving to you. The one with feline eyes smirked at you and gestured with his fingers to call you over.

With a mind of its own, your legs brought you to their table and soon, Chan speaks up on behalf of everyone.

“Hey, you’re the one who worked at that restaurant right?” He asked, making you nod.

“Yes. And apparently, I have a name in case you’re wondering.” You said, only for the one with feline eyes to smirk.

“Hyunjin already has a name for you but go ahead. Tell us your name.” He urged you gently so you did.

“It’s Y/N.” You smiled, glancing over to Hyunjin. He had a shy smile on his face, only for you to hear Lisa’s voice calling for you from their table. A soft sigh left your lips as you bid them goodbye.

“Well, there’s my cue. Bye guys.” You laughed and walked away a little sadly. Another half an hour or so went by, you were just starting to get borderline tipsy when a soft tap on your shoulder made you turn to find Hyunjin standing there. You were surprised to see him there since you never thought he wanted to talk to you.

“Hey, can I buy you another drink?” He asked so you nod. You followed him to the bar as he sat next to you and told you to order whatever you want. You ended up with just a glass of bourbon as he settled for a glass of whiskey.

“I don’t wanna sound like a creep or anything, but I’ve been thinking about you lately. I guess I regretted not talking to you more the other day at the restaurant.” Hyunjin said, making you laugh.

“It’s okay. That makes two of us I guess.” He couldn’t help but laugh as you chatted more with him, getting to know him a little better. You found out that he’s two years younger than you, is a Hankuk U student unlike you who is a Yonsei U student, he is taking up dance major and he likes art, more specifically painting, drawing, sketching and fine art. You were so engrossed in your conversation with him that you didn’t notice your friends were leaving until you felt a tap on your shoulder.

Jennie was holding onto Lisa who seemed completely out of it and was a giggling mess, “Sorry to interrupt, but we’re heading home. Wanna come with us?” Jennie asked. You glanced back at Hyunjin who gave you a soft smile and nodded at you to go with your friends. You hesitated for a bit but then an idea came into your mind. That’s when you took out your phone from your back pocket and unlocked it, clicking on the contact list and holding your phone to him.

Hyunjin didn’t waste any time in entering his information before passing your phone back to you. With that being done, you bid him goodbye and you left, helping to hold Lisa’s other side.

That night, Hyunjin patiently waited for you to text back. He wasn’t sure if you’d actually text him since you’re the one with his number. He was just lying in bed, ready to go to bed when his phone chimed with a new text message. He took his phone from his nightstand and saw a few texts from an unknown number. He clicked on it and there were 3 unread messages.

You [sent at 1:54am]: Hey! It’s me, Y/N

You [sent at 1:54am]: I actually wanted to text you when I reached home but I got so busy helping my friend that I forgot to text you…

You [sent at 1:55am]: Sorry if I’m disturbing your sleep. We can text tomorrow! Haha :)

Hyunjin wasted no time in replying to you since he’s been waiting all week to do this ever since he laid eyes on you.

Hyunjin [sent at 1:56am]: Hey! No, you weren’t disturbing. I just got back a while ago anyway :)

The conversation continued until late, not realising that it was just a few hours before sunrise. You excused yourself to go to sleep, making sure to tell him that you loved talking to him and that you’d wanna continue the conversation later in the day again and he agreed. Hyunjin felt like his heart would explode at any given moment now that he finally gets to talk to you.

Fate does work in mysterious ways…

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Mornings with Hyunjin (Hyunjin x reader, one shot)

Pairing: Hyunjin x reader, fem!reader

Word count: 870

Genre: SMUT, established relationship, fluff

Summary: Hyunjin has a lot of energy in the mornings. . .

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (be safe everyone)

Author’s Note: I’m just getting back into writing so please let me know your thoughts and feel free to shoot me a heart, comment, or a follow for support! This is just a quick little hard thought that I had to put into writing -- hope you enjoy :)

Hyunjin always had way too much energy in the morning, and this morning was no exception. You’d not even opened your eyes when you felt his breath on your neck and hard length against your ass. So. . . it was going to be that kind of day. You rarely got the chance to sleep in the same bed as he was constantly on tour, so you couldn’t wait.

You pretended to continue sleeping as his hands gripped your hips more firmly, kisses on your neck turning into light bites and he whispered in your ear, “Just want you so much, baby.”

Your heart fluttered so loud you could’ve sworn he’d heard it. Amazing how he could always have this effect on you, and your body must have shown it because you felt him smile as he licked the back of your ear in a quick attack.

“Hey!” you giggled, pushing back against his arm as he used your movement to get on top of you. He looked down at you with the excitement of a young boy as you mock glared back up at him.

“Some of us are trying to sleep, you know,” you said coyly.

“Hmmm let’s see. . .” Hyunjin smirked. “Are you still sleepy?” He leaned down and moved the blankets to slip his hand under your nightgown, feeling how wet you’d already become before raising an eyebrow and looking up at you. “You seem pretty awake to me.”

“Well, I guess a bit,” you blushed.

“Let’s see if I can help wake you up!”

Hyunjin was enthusiastic as he instantly brought his face down to your core, separating your legs with his hands in a fluid movement as he played with your clit with his thumb.

“Still sleepy baby? I’ll help, I’ll help,” he muttered almost to himself as he leaned into your core, quickly making eye contact with you before he started to lap you up like he hadn’t eaten in days. You felt your back arch as your head bumped into the headboard, eyes rolling back as he grabbed your breast under your negligee with one free hand, squeezing and running his thumb over your nipple to give you even more pleasure.

You brought a hand down to grasp his ultra blonde hair, causing him to hiss lightly against your core.

“Don’t seem so sleepy anymore, huh baby?” he grinned, lips removing themselves from your clit with a pop. His plush mouth was a bit shiny from your body’s juices, making your cheeks flush even more.

“I’m awake,” you reassured him.

This was apparently all he needed as he brought his lips back up your body, pausing on each of your breasts before tugging at your nightgown to try to take it off over your head.

“Lean back, you goof,” you giggled, propping yourself up to take the nightgown off over your head. You noted his naked body before you -- he had clearly prepared.

As you eyed him, your eyes slid down his smooth, pearly skin to finally rest on his dick which was hitting his stomach and had turned a pinkish red, excited. You felt yourself bite your lip as you registered Hyunjin’s giggly laugh.

“You're so mean to me babe, my eyes are up here!” he exclaimed cutely.

“Oh shut up,” you joked back, before becoming serious. “I need you.”

“Pfff,” Hyunjin said, lightly pushing you back on to the bed as he propped himself up before you. “I thought you needed to sleep.”

“Hyunjin, I swear. . . I will go back to sleep if you don’t --”

You gasped as he suddenly entered you, lips meeting yours as he penetrated you with his tongue at the same time, hips finding a steady rhythm as you passionately kissed him back. Your arms crossed over his head, drawing him closer.

If there was anything Hyunjijn knew how to use perfectly, it was those dancer hips as he explored different angles and felt your body respond; finally he found your g-spot and increased his pace. Your kisses became sloppier and sloppier as you lost your mind.

You both finally broke the kiss as the rhythm became too much. Hyunjin’s hands came to your legs, lifting them higher towards his shoulders as he continued to thrust into you.

“Baby, are you close?” he grunted out between his efforts.

“Yeah,” you gasped. “You too?”

He only nodded before removed his hands from your legs to grab onto your ass, both hands kneading into your skin as he drew himself even deeper into you.

Hyunjin’s eyes met yours with anticipation as he asked, “You ready?”

You nodded eagerly; he kissed you quickly and began thrusting erratically. You couldn’t control the volume of your gasps as he finally said, “Cum for me baby.”

You both found your highs in quick succession -- hard to say who came first -- and Hyunjin’s forehead found yours as you both gasped for air.

“I could just stay like this forever,” Hyunjin said.

“Be my guest,” you offered.

He giggled. “Not sleepy anymore.”

“Hmmm,” you pretended to think. “NO.”

Hyunjin paused, looking down at where the two of your bodies were still connected before looking up at you questioningly.

“Then, how about round two?” he asked, already starting.

This was going to be a great day.

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oraclekleo · 6 months

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BHS Tarot Reading - Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

BHS Game stands for Blindfold - Handcuff - Spank and it’s a more spicy variant of the Kiss - Marry - Kill game. This passive version of the BHS Tarot Game describes idols’ reactions to them being on the receiving and giving side of these activities. Depending on your preferences, you can read only the parts you personally feel drawn to or you can read it all out of curiosity. This version describes the situation from the idol’s perspective but can include some details about you, if the cards indicate it.

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck(s): Erotic Fantasy Tarot, Tarot of Sexual Magic, Tarot of Casanova

Spread: BHS

Questions:

Blindfolded by you

Handcuffed by you

Spanked by you

Blindfolds you

Handcuffs you

Spanks you

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Hwang Hyun Jin

Stage Name: Hyunjin

Group: Stray Kids

DOB: 20.03.2000

Blood Type: B

MBTI: INFP

Sun Sign: Pisces

Chinese Sign: Metal Dragon

Life Path Number: 7

Masterpost: Stray Kids

Hyunjin (Stray Kids) - Sub

Blindfolded by you (VI The Lovers, Page of Wands, Ace of Cups - Erotic Fantasy Tarot):

Being blindfolded by you is an act of utter trust on Hyunjin’s side. He puts his entire being into your hands, trusting you that you will handle him gently. Hyunjin expresses his love and devotion in letting you take control. He’s vulnerable only for you and you have to keep in mind that if you break that trust, it’s forever and can’t be mended. There’s a sin hinted in the cards which might suggest that for Hyunjin, being blindfolded by his lover is in a way a sinful, yet pleasurable experience. It might allow him to drop any restraints he might have, speak freely, ask you to do things he would never spell out without the blindfold. With the ace of cups, he might actually love to blindly go down on you and drink you up like a fountain of youth.

Handcuffed by you (3 of Pentacles, 7 of Pentacles, 4 of Pentacles - Tarot of Sexual Magic):

It looks like for Hyunjin, handcuffing him is exactly in his comfort zone. He likes to be at your service and in your mercy. The restriction of his hands allow him to better bask in your warmth, in anything you are willing to give him. He might truly become rather passive once you tie his hands (possibly ankles) up. He’s likely to lie back, relax and only encourage your plans further. Hyunjin wants to be (wo)manhandled with care and gentleness, though. He wants to feel you whole, your limbs entwined, skin to skin. He’s into all soft, though, so make sure to use non-harmful materials. Thick velvet yarn for knitting will do and it will also appeal to Hyunjin’s aesthetic taste as you can turn him into a sort of a beautiful tapestry tying him up shibari style with soft yarn. Be sure he will insist on you taking a picture of him being an art piece. Handcuffs allow Hyunjin to pull and feel the physical restraint instead of the mental boundaries. While he’s physically limited wearing the handcuffs, his fantasy and lust can be free of any prejudice or shame. It looks like Hyunjin has some internal issues with what’s considered acceptable and it causes friction in his life. He might enjoy submitting to someone as it somewhat frees him of the responsibility. While he might be into some things, he feels guilty for those fantasies. However, if his mistress or master brings those up, he’s more than happy to participate.

Spanked by you (7 of Swords, King of Cups, 6 of Wands - Tarot of Casanova):

Once again there’s the motive of forbidden pleasure for Hyunjin. He’s likely to crave spanking once in a while but it has to be done secretly and only with a person he fully trusts. He needs to feel a deep emotional and spiritual connection with you first before he consents to a physical punishment. It’s not likely for him to act up, though, you might need to somewhat invent the misbehaviour as he’s not really bratty. The swords could indicate Hyunjin becoming quite vocal during spanking, be it moaning, begging or even encouraging you. Again, I suggest a lighter touch here as Hyunjin’s pain threshold isn’t high and he’s more of a gentle soul. He might actually prefer a little warm up before the spanking; stroking his thighs, massaging his back, kneading his but. Hyunjin is more likely to enjoy the touch of your hand rather than being spanked with a tool.

Hyunjin (Stray Kids) - Dom

Blindfolds you (Queen of Wands, 8 of Pentacles, XVI The Tower - Erotic Fantasy Tarot):

For Hyunjin, sex is all about appreciating beauty and the mutual bond. He might want to blindfold you not only with a regular blindfold but with a beautiful silken scarf. He’s likely to turn you into an artistic masterpiece. Hyunjin is a gentle and caring lover. He’s not trying to gain power over you by taking one of your senses away, he’s merely guiding you towards empowerment of your other senses. Hyunjin is likely to treat you with kindness even and especially when you are at his mercy. He’s likely to actually ask you what it is you want him to do. While he has no problem doing whatever feels comfortable for you, he’s not that much of a dom to actually decide himself. He’s not the type to surprise and shock you, he always suggests or simply asks about your preferences. His own taste knows no limits as he’s simply in love with you and you are the very epitome of beauty for him, the deity he worships. If you ask him to blindfold you but then just hold you in his arms, he will do so with pleasure.

Handcuffs you (III The Empress, Page of Pentacles, 3 of Cups - Tarot of Sexual Magic):

Once again, it’s more likely to be you, who suggests to Hyunjin to handcuff you. He’s not much likely to pitch the idea himself. He might imagine it frequently but he’s not the type to share, unless you open the topic. And again, Hyunjin is likely to be super gentle and soft when it comes to handcuffing you. Don’t expect him to put metal or hard plastic handcuffs, those could harm the wrists of your which he worships so dearly. He’s likely to use the plush handcuffs or to tie your wrists with a silken or satin scarf. Hyunjin is not likely to spend much time with it either. Hyunjin likes the soft materials as we have mentioned and he will be more than happy to tie you up with colourful velvet yarns. He’s not a full shibari enthusiast, though he might copy the patterns with softer material; he will use as little material to restrain you as possible. You might actually struggle more to stop yourself from tearing the ties than with freeing yourself. And again, Hyunjin will keep asking and approach this as a teamwork. Nothing happens without your consent. His ideas might even be a little conservative at the beginning and you might need to help him open up about the more daring fantasies. On the other hand, he might actually want to take pictures of you in the vulnerable position and make paintings later on just to depict you as a real art piece. Don’t be surprised if Hyunjin has a secret locked up gallery of paintings depicting his exes in erotic poses.

Spanks you (XIV Temperance, 2 of Swords, 8 of Pentacles - Tarot of Casanova):

Hyunjin might actually be pretty hesitant when it comes to spanking you. He’s surely not the one to come up with the idea. You might need to persuade him to go for it and even so he’s really gentle because he believes he’s supposed to pleasure you, not punish you. Nothing you can do is worth a punishment in his eyes. You might really need to convince him that the spanking is for your pleasure, too. It’s likely to be more of an enlightening experience, with Hyunjin starting off with nearly featherlike touches and you begging him to put some force into it. The cards suggest, Hyunjin is not a great fan of this one in particular. While he might enjoy you spanking him, he’s not really ready to actually return the favour as the fear of harming is greater than anything else. He’s likely to opt for massaging you, kissing your but cheeks and even fingering you to make it up for you.

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milkybonya · 2 years

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☆彡actor

🎼 love as: are we living out a fake fantasy or is this true destiny?_Actor

🎼 track 05 of the 낭만 (NANGMAN) -- do you believe in romance? series

🎼 you like Hwang Hyunjin... but you're not sure if you're falling for the male lead role that he acts out with you or for the real him.

!: suggestive content (kissing/making out), open-ended, ~1k+ (?)

#: actor!Hyunjin x actor!(gn)reader, y/n crushes on Hyunjin

[💌: finally finishing this up T_T a song that gets better over time: something by dress... big naughty's verse at the end makes me ascend]

he cups your entire right cheek in just one of his hands, stroking it with his thumb.

"my love..." he mumbles, his eyes settling on your lips.

your heart shouldn't be racing. you should be keeping calm... but you can't help it. the moment when he tilts his head and his locks fall over his eyes, his lips touch yours and his hands pull you closer, you have to use all your willpower to keep your knees from buckling.

"cut!" the director announces.

Hyunjin pulls away slowly, as if savouring the kiss despite it being completely scripted.

"was that okay? are you okay?" he asks, his hand still cupping your face. he seems to still be stuck in the kiss until he realizes and pulls his hand away.

"yeah, it was fine!" you reassure the boy.

he smiles brightly at you and his hands enter his pockets. someone from the production team calls him over and he excuses himself, and you're left fanning your face to get yourself to calm down.

your manager approaches you with some water.

"hey, y/n, are you alright? did you get too caught up in the scene?" they ask.

"yeah, i guess so..." you mumble, thanking them for the water and taking a sip.

you watch Hyunjin from afar and how he interacts with the staff, intently listening to them and nodding along. he's so dreamy... is it just because of the character he plays? are you falling for him or his character?

you're not a rookie actor by any means, and you've played plenty of romantic scenes before... never have you felt this way. but then again, and no offense to the other actors you've worked with, none have ever been quite this handsome.

you suck in a breath through your teeth, still watching him.

well, heck. why don't you put your acting skills to use and go approach him with somw fake confidence? nothing is stopping you!

so, that's what you do. Hyunjin immediately turns to you with a smile, and when you ask for a second of his time, he gladly follows you outside of the set.

"honestly, y/n, thank God you pulled me away. the staff were repeating themselves a lot back there," he explains with a giggle. you don't comprehend any of it because you're so busy staring at the way his thin, silver rings sit on his fingers and how his hands themselves seem to nervously dance with one another.

"but anyways, what did you want to talk about?" he asks, eyes wide as he gives you his full attention.

his long, dark locks tied half up half down expose his pretty T-zone.

"oh uh... well, i was wondering if we could exchange numbers and go over the script on our own, together, sometime?" you ask, not even missing a single beat despite your request being a little odd.

Hyunjin is sweet though, and doesn't question it much. yet, is he sweet or is he just acting that way because he's used to putting on an image?

"oh... are the scenes for next week making you extra nervous? don't worry, me too! we can definitely do that! here, pass me your phone and i'll give you mine."

your fingers brush against each other and your heart races. it wasn't like you weren't just kissing this man a few moments ago. yet you weren't really kissing him, were you? you were kissing a character. you, no, not even you but a character, was kissing another character.

identity crisis. the one problem with actors that people rarely discuss.

anyways, you get his number just like that. all according to script.

two days later, you're pacing around in Hyunjin's livingroom, muttering the lines to yourself as he makes you both some hot beverages.

"you look like a mad scientist right now," he says before chuckling. his laugh is like honey for the ears and it makes you stop walking, which makes Hyunjin think he hurt your feelings.

"i was joking, i'm sorry if i offended you," he calmly explains, but you firmly shake your head and tell him it's fine.

he nods in response and his hair, untied today, bounces around his gorgeous, tan face.

Hyunjin then walks over to you, drinks in hand and offering you one. you take it before he can warn you that it's hot, and it slips straight out of your hands.

smash.

the hot liquid spreads around the floor and Hyunjin urges you to step back as he runs to clean it up. he's straight out of a drama with the way he vaccums up the glass and wipes away the liquid from the floor, pausing to push his hair behind his ears and roll up his sleeves.

he knows exactly when to do what, and you're in love, smitten for his calculated moves and perfection. but is it even love if it's perfect?

"let me help," you keep offering, but his worried face and tone tell you to move onto the couch and rehearse the script while he cleans up.

it doesn't take long but it feels like an eternity for you as you watch over him. yet before you know it, he's holding out another drink to you, reminding you quickly that it's hot this time.

"thank you, Hyunjin. i'm so sorry."

"hey now, y/n. don't apologize! i'm just glad you're not hurt. now, let's finally practice, shall we?"

ah yes, practice. no small talk. no cuddling on the couch--why would that even happen?! your mind races ahead, already imagining scenarios with your co-actor...

"so the next scene seems to be an argument that ends in a hug. i start this one... honey. why won't you just hear me out?" Hyunjin's tone changes immediately as he adopts his character's tone.

"no, i think you need to listen! you've been going around seeing other people and i've acted oblivious for too long," you shout.

"other people? my love, i've only been seeing you--"

"don't you dare lie!" you cut him off at the perfect moment and let your voice shake, just like the script commands.

"those people theyre--it's all fake. but we're real, my dear. we're real," Hyunjin's voice grows more quiet.

"if we're real then why do you keep referring to me with different petnames. why can't you stick to one! who is it that you call 'my dear'? must be someone else! i've never heard that one before."

Hyunjin lets out a scripted sigh and races forward to wrap you in a hug. he feels so warm and the butterflies rage within you again, still persisting even when he pulls away to look at you while saying his next lines. his hands holding onto you keep you in place. once again, your legs have gone weak.

your eyes land on Hyunjin's plump lips. they're so red and shiny, coated with the sip of his drink he took earlier. you wonder how it tastes. you wonder how it tastes on Hyunjin's lips--no. you wonder how Hyunjin's lips taste.

and before you know it, you've gone off-script. you've broken out of your character and are pressing your lips to his and God it feels so good. they're warm, they taste bitter like his drink but sweet from the cookie he ate before, they're soft and... and he's kissing you back. he's holding the back of your neck to bring you closer as his other hand supports your back, he won't pull away, he won't take a breath until you do.

you finally pull away when you start to feel dizzy, and you both avoid each other's eyes for a few seconds. when you finally look at him, he looks dazed.

"um... y/n i think.. i think we should go back to the script," Hyunjin mumbles, crouching down to pick up the papers he forgot he dropped.

"and what if i don't want to," you say, too quiet for him to hear.

you wait for him to tell you that the kiss should've never happened and should never happen again. he doesn't. so, you hope it'll happen again. you hope you can break free of the script you're forced to follow.

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gwynsapphire · 2 years

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HYUNJIN and CLINGINESS

Hyunjin x gn reader.

Pure fluff, established relationship.

1.1k words.

A/n: Just need to get this idea out of my head- so yea, something fluffy for our OG Hwang Hyunjin <3 Likes, reblogs and feedbacks are very much appreciated!

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It was a day off for Hyunjin, he had been spending the whole morning and evening clinging to you and following you everywhere, claiming that he needed to make up for lost time.

At this point, you were seriously wondering if he was a koala bear in his previous life because he quite literally took clinging to a whole new level. From the moment he woke up on your shared bed, he had been hugging you with both hands and legs, trapping you like an octopus. Then you had to drag his clingy ass to the washroom to freshen up. After freshening up, again you dragged him along to the kitchen so that you can prepare breakfast for the both of you. Whenever you are, however you moved, he's just there.

His front pressing firmly to your back with his hands clasped together in front of you. When you questioned him for his actions he simply whined and responded with, "But babe, don't you miss me??? 'Cause I've missed you terribly and today I'm gonna get all the affection and love that I've been missing out for the past three whole weeks!" What followed after his whining was soft lips pressed on the back of your bare neck. You can only sigh in adoration at his clinginess, reaching for his clasped hands, you returned his affection by placing a brief peck on top of his left hand. In return, he buried his face in the crook of your neck, a habit he developed when he gets shy. He loves to hide there claiming that no one, not even you can see his flustered state.

To be honest, you have missed him a whole lot too, which was why you just let him be. Plus you were pretty sure he knew you missed him just as much as he missed you. Though after hours of him clinging to you, you had to tell him to get off because he somehow overestimated your ability to support his weight for long hours. You're getting worn out moving around with the extra weight on your back.

At that, he just pouted and proceeded to stomp towards the living room to turn on the television all the while mumbling, "Hmph, guess I'll just spend time with Seungmin then. We'll watch that drama and discuss the storyline together." You resumed your previous task and just shrugged without sparing him a glance. You missed the betrayed look he had on because you didn't go after him, and he missed the way your lips quirked into a small smile at his antics.

When you were done with the house chores, Hyunjin was still watching the drama with Seungmin on the line. Seeing that he was enjoying himself, you mentally cancelled the plan to join him. Instead, you opted to silently made your way to your shared bedroom. You let slip a small sigh when your butt finally comes in contact with the bed. Deciding that you should have some me time too, you chose to read a novel that you bought weeks ago. Just when you were about to reach the interesting part, you heard it.

"Babyyy." There he is. Your big baby. Hyunjin's voice can be heard from the outside of your shared bedroom.

Hyunjin can be loud or quiet depending on the circumstances, and right now he had chosen to be loud.

"Babeeeeeeeee." This time his whining had just gotten louder accompanied by his fast-approaching footsteps.

Hyunjin's voice tends to become louder and higher in pitch than usual especially when he gets whiny and sulky, like now...

His footsteps stopped in front of the bedroom. You were no longer paying attention to the novel thanks to Hyunjin. But still, you stayed put and were pointedly looking at the novel on your lap as you were hell-bent on not giving in to his antics.

Then the bedroom door creaked open and closed, you picked up on the little puffs he let out, a habit of his before he whines. Before he can do just that, you were quick to cut him off.

"Hwang Hyunjin. One more time and I will punch you." With kisses. Of course, you left out the last part, after all, you didn’t want him to get any cockier than he already was.

You heard a tiny "hmph" and everything went silent. You had to force yourself to keep a straight face and suppressed yourself from squealing out loud due to him being too cute. Seconds later, you heard the quiet shuffling of his indoor slippers against the floor from the bedroom door to his side of the bed, then a pause, then his weight dipping on the bed accompanied by the rustling of bed sheets. And you knew Hyunjin is now on the bed.

Wordlessly, from his side of the bed, he rolled towards you. His fluffy hair brushed against the side of your left thigh. When he observed that you were not going to pay attention to him, he grudgingly held your left arm away from your lap before moving to lay his head on your lap. As soon as he felt comfortable enough, he promptly placed your left hand on his head, an invitation or in this case, a demand for you to play with his hair or just massage his scalp.

Finally, you gave up pretending to read the novel and turned to face him only to be surprised by his tear-stained closed eyes. Your heart clenched at the sight before you. As if being able to sense your worries even with both eyes closed, he gave you a small smile and explained, "It's the drama, it even had Seungmin crying." A chuckle escaped his lips, laughing at the younger male's suffering.

You hummed in response, head bent slightly until your faces were inches apart. You pressed gentle kisses on both his eyelids before going back up and worked on massaging his scalp. This time, you didn't missed the fluttering of his closed eyes, the small sigh released and the pretty smile adorning his face. Slowly you felt him relax completely against you. Then you resorted to just card your fingers through his hair. It was moments later that he called for your attention in a drowsy voice.

"You know? I love you. A lot. So so muchhhh." the next thing you knew, the light snoring from him is the indication that he was fast asleep. You can only let out a soft laugh before yet again bending slightly to drop a kiss on his lips and an "I love you too, my love."

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starlostseungmin · 2 years

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— apartment, flowers, rings and fireworks, hhj.

pairing — boyfriend!hyunjin x gn!reader

genre — domestic fluff, established relationship, a slice of life au

warnings — mild swearing, mentions of food and fireworks, not proofread.

words — 2.4k

It was your boyfriend’s idea to celebrate your first anniversary in two days. Hyunjin was enthusiastic about it and you were amused how he came up with a big surprise. Moving in together has been in discussion two months before and that’s when you decided to buy an apartment. Hectic errands were held on the first day of the celebration, it was the time when you had to bring your stuff to your new home. It is fun, he said, carrying the things around, having to place them where they should be, struggling with the heavy things and technology-wise materials, with a playlist being shuffled as Hyunjin suddenly pulled you for a waltz, both of you shared a good laugh and enjoyment. You mopped the floor as he cleaned the windows, having to decorate your room into an aesthetically pleasing mood, it took hours before everything was put into place.

The night came in, and the two of you were exhausted as hell. Too tired to use your new kitchen for dinner, that Hyunjin just went on for take-outs. Your head rested on his shoulder as you sit on the floor, not wanting to leave dirt and sweat on the new furniture, your boyfriend has been whining about it since the afternoon.

“Tired?” He asked kissing your forehead.

“Yeah,” You chuckled. “I never knew your idea was unique, moving in together the day before our anniversary is so exhausting.”

“Well, at least I don’t have to carry my ass to your parents’ house every morning to surprise you yes?” He said as you slapped his thigh lightly, and being dramatic as he is, Hyunjin winced in pain. “Oww! Hey, when you wake up tomorrow, the first thing you’ll ever see is my handsome face, and boom! Perfection!”

“Yeah yeah, you’re being highly influenced by Mr. Han Jisung,” You laughed as you heard the doorbell ring.

“Just a sec,” He stood up making a beeline to the door as you waited in hunger.

Although the first night in your new apartment got so exhausting, it was all worth it in the end. Everything is neat, some of your boyfriend’s paintings were hanging on the wall. Polaroid pictures from your dates before were also being placed on the shelves with your favorite books, and small plants. It was so satisfying in the eyes, but the appetizing smell of the food from Hyunjin’s hands isn’t enough to satisfy your stomach unless devoured.

It wasn’t the first time that the both of you had to sit down on the floor to eat, but it doesn’t matter when everyone’s hungry. He took a spoon full of mayonnaise fried rice and spam as you went for cheesy tteokbokki, no conversations were implied, just the sounds of the silverware banging the dishes, munching, and complimenting how good food makes you relieved the exhaustion.

“Who’s going to wash the dishes and take out the trash?” You asked.

“Rock, paper, scissors!” Hyunjin exclaimed, showing his hands in front together with yours.

“We always end up with this.” You giggled, as you both chanted the game.

“Oh shit!” He hissed at the sight of you offering a rock and him with scissors. “Why do you always win? Hmmp!” But you just had to laugh it off based on his cute reaction when he gave you a pout.

“I’ll take out the trash with you so wash the dishes now, Jinnie,” You said giving him a peck on the lips as he sighed in return.

“Fine,” He smiled.

Hours passed in a blink of an eye, and both fell into a deep slumber after cuddling the moment you got to bed. Alarm clocks were turned off on a Sunday morning by the next day. The thought of sleeping in will be the best start for a couple who will celebrate their anniversary after an exhausting Saturday. Hyunjin was the first one to wake up, leaving you on the bed, wrapped in the beige duvet. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, trying not to wake you up as he leaves the best comfort from the mattress and your hug, Hyunjin had to take a shower before making breakfast.

Sensing his absence from the empty space on the bed had your eyes flutter open. A muffled groan was heard from you, burying your face on his pillow and catching his scent. It smells like home to you which made a smile form on your face, checking the time on your phone.

9:30 am.

“Hyunjin?” You asked, making your way to the kitchen.

“Oh, good morning love,” Hyunjin said, leaving the food being cooked in a pan to embrace you with a soft kiss on the lips.

“Good morning,”

“You should dress warmly today, it’s cold.” He added, hugging you tightly, but you could only hum in response. “Still tired?”

“A bit,” You said, lifting your head towards him and his lips met yours again.

“Should we go out later in the afternoon instead?” He asked again, kissing your cheek.

“Can we?”

“Of course love, let’s rest for a while, okay?” Placing another kiss on your lips, Hyunjin immediately went back to cooking as you talked about how your afternoon should go as planned.

Breakfast was filled with stories that happened during the past few days when Hyunjin got so excited about moving in with you. Jisung jokingly kicked him out of their dorms and bid farewell from his dramatic ass. He also planned to have a small space for his art materials where he can paint in peace. Beside the glass wall in the living room is a perfect spot where he could experience the sunset every afternoon or the soothing sounds of the rain with his source of inspiration such as the flowers, and other living things, but mostly, you.

It was a cloudy day, the sky was dim as the wind gives a cold breeze but no rain. Hyunjin appointed a reservation for a late lunch at a restaurant in the city. You dressed warmly as told with a coat being the finishing touch. Your boyfriend matched his outfit with yours for the occasion. The latter got so excited about spending another day with you, sharing the same love he felt ever since the start of this relationship. Everything happened so fast and the next thing you knew it was already your first anniversary.

There were ups and downs along the way, arguments can be intense sometimes but Hyunjin immediately apologizes if he’s the one at fault. The same goes for you. It’s already been settled at both parties, both of your parents had given their blessings to pursue the relationship. Tendencies were, that Hyunjin would have a sleepover at your parents’ house or you’ll stay with him during the holidays, and vice versa. It doesn’t matter.

Just a year filled with a rollercoaster of emotions.

The afternoon came when you and Hyunjin decided to separate ways to go shopping and meet at the restaurant where he had a reservation. A peck on the lips was given before Hyunjin left you in front of a boutique before making his way to an art shop. But the latter ended up being late. You were on your way to the restaurant after realizing you’d spent too much time shopping for clothes and other wants. No signs of your boyfriend either. Retrieving your phone from the coat’s pocket, you tapped his number on the screen to call him.

Meanwhile, Hyunjin found a flower shop, as he got so distracted by the beautiful flowers the moment he went inside. It reminded him of you, especially the tulips. One that takes times time to bloom, but when it does, it becomes more attractive than anything else. He smiled at the thought. The owner welcomed him as he went to choose which flowers should he get for you, trying to learn their meanings. It took him a while to decide, taking a few squats in front of the flowers being displayed inside the vases on the floor he would ask questions to the owner. He had already explored every bit of the shop by walking back and forth, the owner was amused, probably it was half an hour before he decides what to get.

“So pretty,” He giggled to himself as he fled from the shop, that’s when he got the call from you. “Hey honey, are you at the restaurant?”

“Yeah, I did get to your reservation. The waitress is already asking me to order,” You said through the line.

“Sorry love, I’m on my way,” He said with a shopping bag hanging on his elbow joint and the bouquet in it.

“Okay, but what took you so long to pick up?”

“It’s a secret,” He smiled, although you can’t see it.

Hyunjin arrived a few minutes later. The bustling sound of the people’s chatter welcomed him the moment he took a step inside as one waiter lead him to your table.

“Hey,” He greeted kissing your cheek.

“Hey,” You replied as he sat down across from your seat, you couldn’t help but notice the flowers inside the shopping bag and that’s when the waitress had taken your order. And when she left, Hyunjin picked them up and handed them to you. “For you, my dear,” He said.

“Flowers?” You asked, timidly taking it from his hands.

“A beautiful bouquet on a special day,” He smiled. “It took me a while to decide which one to pick.” He chuckled which made you blush.

“Jinnie, you didn’t have to, really,” You said, smelling them. “It’s so nice, they’re pretty though.”

“Of course,” He smirked. “But it’s not just the flowers, I bought something for us to have.”

“Which is?” You asked as he took something from his pocket and showed a small box, opening it to reveal a silver couple-rings. “Oh my god, they’re beautiful!”

“I knew you will love it,” He said, taking out the small one as he held your hand, placing the ring on your finger.

“Thank you so much,” You awed in amusement.

“It’s not an engagement ring yet, but we’ll get in there,” He replied. “It’s a ring of reassurance that whatever happens, I will always love you, and only you.”

A tear fell from your eyes at how much he’s making your heart pound. You would always receive sweet gestures from Hyunjin, most of them were acts of service in which you wanted to do something in return. He fills your stomach with butterflies every time, the sparks appear through the moment you look at his eyes, the heartwarming laugh when you tell him nonsense jokes and cuddles after every fight, you swore you’d love this man until your last breath.

He might not be perfect in everyone’s eyes, but to you, he is beyond perfect.

“You know that I love you too right?” You said, taking his hand and kissed his folded knuckles, holding it tightly.

“I love you more,” He smiled, kissing your forehead.

Lunch was perfect, the food was good, and stomachs were full. The plates were empty, and the bottle of wine. You’ve given your gift to Hyunjin, a bunch of clothes that would suit him. It cost you two shopping bags to carry and another two for you.

“Babe, you didn’t have to get me something you know?” He said. “But these are perfect! I’ll try them later when we get home,”

“Oh come on, you’ve given me a lot of gifts before, a few clothes wouldn’t hurt. Besides, it’s our anniversary, I wanted to get you something love,” You smiled.

“I guess I can’t oppose it, thanks love,” He chuckled in response before pecking your lips. “By the way, there’s a new theme park by the river, the opening will be tonight at 7 pm. Would you like to go?”

“Sure,” You smiled. “I would love to,”

The whole afternoon was wholesome as you walk hand in hand along the streets, visiting every store that gives sparks of interest. Hyunjin bought a lot of things with you, perfume, another set of art materials for him, shoes, and skincare. Later, they all ended up at the luggage counter at the entrance of the new theme park.

“It sucks to buy a lot of stuff and carry them around like a coat rack,” He said which made you laugh in return.

“That’s because you spend too much,” You chuckled.

“For my own good, and yours too,” He pouted.

“Yeah yeah, whatever Hyunjin,” He pouted even more as you kissed him with it. “Don’t be sulky, I know going on shopping free can relieve stress you know?”

“Yes! I deserve to go shopping with you after moving day, our apartment needs new stuff and all.” He defended when you just scoffed.

“Those things are not for the apartment, honey,” You corrected him as he sigh.

“Whatever Y/n,” He retorted, holding your hand, interlocking your fingers together. “Should we stand by the barricade or just sit?”

“The barricade would be much better, I wanted to see the river!” You exclaimed excitedly pulling your boyfriend towards a few crowd of people. The staff were still preparing their stalls and booths, there were a few games open in sight and delicious food being cooked in the early night. You and Hyunjin stood by the barricade as you had requested and waited for the opening to start. Little did you know that your boyfriend heard a news about the theme park while he was on a shopping spree alone before lunch.

He took his phone from his pocket as he held your hand high, showing the rings, capturing them for memories. A smile was formed on your face, seeing how the picture came out.

“It’s beautiful,” You said.

“Yeah, but you are more beautiful,” He said kissing your cheek, leaving you flustered again. Hyunjin never fails to make you go insane but the same goes for him, especially when you can make him smile even on small things or kiss him out of nowhere. Calling him cute is already considered, and the random ‘I love yous’.

The clock strike 7 pm as Hyunjin smiled at you, following the cue of fireworks launched into the sky. Your mouth gapped open and got mesmerized by how pretty they were. Your boyfriend wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to his body, away from the crowds of people gathering to see the display. You hugged him tightly while watching the view and your head resting on his chest. He saw the reflection of fireworks in your eyes the moment he stared at you, which became unnoticed as you were mesmerized by them.

Kissing your temple, he leaned down to whisper, “Happy first-anniversary love,”

Your eyes caught his, giving you the most beautiful smile in the world.

“I love you,” You said as he captured your lips, kissing in the midst of a fireworks display.

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☾ an art gallery could never be as unique as you. // hwang hyunjin

genre : fluff / wc : 411 / tw : cursing (once) / masterlist / song : mrld

you found yourself sitting on a chair facing hyunjin in his room. you sat there watching hyunjin paint your figure on a canvas, finishing up with the highlights and the shadows of the picture.

"it's done!" hyunjin says with excitement, grabbing the canvas and showing it to you. his art was amazing, a natural talent he has that he was able to explore during his hiatus. you open your mouth to say something before closing it again, instead, simply smiling at hyunjin with genuine love in your eyes, to which he smiles back at you. "you ready to go to the art museum?" he asks, "i completely forgot we were going!" you giggle, being too focused on hyunjin and his art to remember why you went to his place to begin with.

once you and hyunjin arrived at the art museum, you let out a sigh which is followed by you saying "i'm glad theres still art galleries with actual art. none of that modern art bullshit." (a/n : pls don't attack me if you like modern art, you do you) he laughs, holding you closer to him. "these are all beautiful. i wish i had the ability to make something like this, i think it's really cool what people can do with their imagination, turn it into something other people can see too. i always feel like i'm looking through a different pair of eyes whenever i see art. it forces you to see it in a way that the creator does. don't you?" you ask, looking up at him.

"i do. i see art everyday, when i see you." he says and you giggle, "that's so cheesy!" you smile at him. "you know.. how about we post that drawing of you? on my instagram." he suggested, to which you agree to, not seeing any harm in it.

20 minutes later, you both exit the museum and eat streetfood, he checks his phone while eating his food and see's that the post of the painting of you has gotten over a 100k likes within 20 minutes. he quickly shows you, "look! look! it has 100k likes already! im so proud. that's the most likes i've ever gotten on hyunpic." you laugh, finding it cute on how excited he gets when talking about something he's interested in. "really? so the painting of me has more likes than anything else you've ever posted?" he hums in response. "wow." you say, proudly "guess im the most beautiful in your art gallery"

"you are." he smiles at you.

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biscuitslino · 2 years

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skz as songs off of harry's house

HWANG HYUNJIN

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wontune · 5 months

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Hyunjin ✿ lockscreens

( stray kids )

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forlix · 4 months

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· . ˚ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞

— the little mannerisms you pick up from the members of stray kids over the course of your relationship.

words・3.7k / pairings・ot8 x gn!reader / genres・fluff, humor, borderline crack, intentional lowercase, established relationship(s) / warnings・minsung’s are suggestive, touch of anxiety in felix's, jeongin's is lowkey gross LMFAO

a/n・massive shoutout to @/http.dwaekkii on tiktok for their edits about the boys' habits, which i consulted for chan, changbin, seungmin, and jeongin (and to @astraystayyh for beta reading hehe. what would i do without u). these were sooooo fun to write, hope u guys enjoy (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )

chan + getting shy easily. poor thing gets embarrassed so quickly as it is. throw you into the mix and it’s just critical hit after critical hit. defense lowered. no health potions left. he folds like a lawn chair with a massive smile and a whiny “stooooop” every time you say something even remotely affectionate. the habit is adorable, and you love it to pieces.

but you like poking fun at it even more. “god forbid i find my literal underwear model of a boyfriend attractive,” you’d say, or something along those lines, which of course only triples his embarrassment and on more than one occasion results in him starfishing on your kitchen floor, his hood pulled over his face.

fast forward however many months. he’s still the worst compliment-receiver you know, but you discover one arbitrary afternoon that it’s rubbed off on you.

the two of you are cuddled together on the living room couch in your usual fashion, your legs thrown over his thighs and his hands tracing absently over your shins as you relay to him something you overheard on the subway. the conversation is painfully normal. you’re almost bored. you pause to take a breath, and he murmurs, out of nowhere, in the dreamiest tone: “so damn beautiful.”

“wha—huh? what is?”

“you. your voice, your face, everything. i‘m lucky.”

your expression of bewilderment persists for around ten seconds, and then slowly, so slowly, you begin to sandwich your head between your knees, balling yourself up like a spooked armadillo. chan wonders if he should call an ambulance.

“love?” no response. “what, uh, what’s happening right now, exactly?”

no response. no response. then, hoarsely, “you can’t...say shit like that…randomly.”

he notices two things after that. one, your skin is burning hot enough to fry something upon, and two, you’ve formed a fist in the fabric of his hoodie, which you only do when you’re pretending to be annoyed at him. the puzzle pieces fall into place, and he starts grinning like a madman.

“you’re…embarrassed?”

the guttural groan you emit is more than enough of an answer, and the cute aggression that overcomes chan is fucking debilitating. he wraps his arms around you and hauls you entirely off the couch and onto his lap, littering kisses over your face until it finally resigns into a matching smile. all intent to continue feigning grumpiness erased with the drop of a hat. you drape an arm over his neck.

“you’re so good to me, channie,” you sigh helplessly. “i love you.”

“love you more, baby.” he imprints these words directly upon your lips, then pulls away, giggles. “that was very me of you, by the way.”

“i know, right? i was just about to say.”

minho + butt touching. it’s quite simple, really. if lee minho is within proximity of someone’s buttocks, he will, as he lives and breathes, make it known. will it be a coy little swat or a yelp-eliciting, full-bodied grab? nobody ever knows, not even him. the unpredictability is what makes it exciting.

but it takes a while before this starts applying to you, because the way minho touches you is…different. doting. there’s no other way to describe how he always holds the nape of your neck while kissing you, how he rests a hand against the small of your back whenever he leads you somewhere, how during the nights you can’t sleep he guides you to the place on his chest where he knows his heartbeat is loudest. he even drags you into his trademark headlocks the same way one would hold an invaluable treasure. he’s so obsessed with all of you that he never thinks to pay just your butt special attention (though it is, indeed, a special butt).

you take it into your own hands. literally.

you don’t know what prompts it—maybe you’ve simply seen minho slap his members’ asses one too many times, or maybe you’re still thinking of the specific time minho slapped changbin’s ass in passing and it fucking echoed, or maybe minho just looks especially fine in this practice outfit, a skintight tee and washed sweatpants that hug him in all the right places—but you feel a new urge today as your boyfriend swings his duffel over his shoulder, circles around the kitchen counter.

he puckers up as he nears you, silently requesting his goodbye; you give it to him, relishing for a moment in the familiar, soft plush of his lips beneath yours. then he pulls away and turns to leave, and your hand acquires its target.

“go get ‘em, tiger.” thwack!

minho jumps a foot into the air. clutches his pearls and his left butt cheek. becomes the splitting image of that perplexed blonde lady surrounded by geometry.

but when he turns around to stare at you, the smirk melting across his face betrays how he really feels about what you’ve just done. good. really good.

you, meanwhile, look genuinely confused. “it’s like it moved on its own.”

minho beams. steps towards you daintily, intentionally, like a cat catching sight of a laser beam. brings a hand to your hip, murmurs, “that’s what we’re doing now?” kisses you again, for longer this time.

you fully foresee his fingers wandering to your ass to give it a gentle squeeze, but you reach up to cuff his shoulder when it happens anyways, and his laugh vibrates against your mouth. it seems you’ll be reaping what you’ve sown from now on.

(good luck.)

changbin + the Cackle™. yes, you said something exceptionally funny. yes, you expected changbin to find it funny too. but you couldn’t expect the godforsaken noise that left his mouth as he threw himself straight into the tree planter behind you.

your mind spun with frantic questions as you helped him out of the dirt. had the spirit of spongebob just usurped his vocal cords? were you on a date with the wicked witch of the west? most importantly—

“are you well?” you sputtered, which only made him laugh harder and his laugh so much crazier, so you started laughing, too. and you were goners, falling over each other until you’d been reduced to watery eyes and sore cheeks, your giggling interrupted only by the sound of you slapping his thigh every so often, heartily enough to reverberate around the little park in which you concluded your second date.

that’s how you fall for seo changbin: laughing. with a reckless, breathless abandon you didn’t think possible. stumbling across empty sidewalks, spitting noodles across dining tables, begging for mercy on studio couches. wrestling under tear-stained comforters, starting (and re-starting) silly stories, huffing into beaming kisses. the list goes on.

you never quite get used to that chortle of his, too busy enjoying its insanity to notice how your own chuckles grow shorter and shriller, how they gradually develop an edge like the chittering of a forest dweller.

you complete your transformation on your ninety-eighth date.

no, changbin doesn’t say anything exceptionally funny. no, he doesn’t expect you to find it funny, either. he expects least of all for you to fold over the kitchen island and start cackling like cruella de vil on helium.

han turns around from his seat on the couch. chan’s footsteps come to a halt as he emerges from the bathroom. both of them have fear in their eyes as they witness your undoing.

the only thing on changbin’s face, though, is unfettered delight.

“b-baby,” he sputters with a growing smile. “are you—”

you lift your face off the marble surface and turn to face him. the entirety of your forehead and the point of your nose is covered in flour. you blow a cloud of the stuff out of your mouth like a dragon awoken from slumber.

he loses it.

the two of you make your way onto the floor in slow motion, ending in a tangled heap against the side of the counter. changbin tries to clean off the flour and smears it all over your cheeks instead. you are zero help whatsoever, smacking his bicep like that’ll help you catch your breath. your synchronized, diabolical laughter reaches every corner of the apartment. your happiness reaches every nerve ending.

chan and han look at each other, sigh. han takes a video.

hyunjin + side-eyeing. this man is so god awful at controlling his face, bless him…and DAMN HIM.

on one hand, you love how in tune with his emotions he is, how confidently he puts them on display. and you love your synergy. you come closer to believing in soulmates every time you glance his way and discover your exact feelings written all over his features; it’s a special type of happiness, sharing a brain with your favorite person in the world.

on the other hand, you think there’s a time and place for candor, and he tends, well, not to think at all. during many a precarious situation, you’ll catch him wearing an expression so transparent that he might as well arrange the words THIS IS STUPID AND I HATE ALL OF YOU over his head in neon lights. cue a dig of your heel into his toe, a hiss of pain cut short by your piercing glare. if you’d known ahead of time that dating hwang hyunjin would have you doing so much damage control…you’d still date him, let’s be real. but you do get stressed at times.

the night the tables turn, you’re at a celebratory dinner for your coworker’s birthday. small caveat: you can’t stand her. she’s the type to spontaneously combust if she goes two minutes without talking about herself. certainly doesn’t help that she’s downing champagne like water, and her lips are looser than ever.

hyunjin comes with you, fortunately. or not. he spends the whole evening trying so hard not to laugh: snorting into his bread, excusing himself to “cough.” you think he actually starts doing breathing exercises at some point. you’re so, so grateful that he’s here, but you’re also deathly afraid that he’s gonna bring out those neon lights in front of your entire office.

then, she flirts with him.

from the opposite end of the table. perfectly wasted but still knowing perfectly well that he’s yours. the whole patio goes silent. hyunjin’s jaw hits the table.

your fork clatters to your plate.

FUCK time and place.

the side-eye you give her is devastating. truly masterful. your brow furrows. your eyes turn to slits. your gaze does the up-down-up of unadulterated incredulity. hyunjin recognizes the motions straightaway and starts smiling so hard his whole face hurts.

you take your boyfriend’s wrist and stand up. he follows suit. you don’t say a thing as you leave the restaurant, and you don’t have to. the intensity of your disdain was more than enough; anything more and she might’ve started crying.

once you’re on the curb outside, hyunjin pulls on your interlocked hands, brings you close. his lips brush against the shell of your ear. you hear laughter and his smirk in his voice.

“you’re so fucking sexy, holy shit.”

jisung + how he applies lip balm. that han jisung is the pioneer of modern day babygirlism is the worst kept secret in the world. that han jisung applies lip balm the riveting way he does, however, is unknown even to you. until one morning.

you pop into the bathroom and make your usual beeline for your toothbrush, only to end up motionless in front of the sink, staring. jisung is a bit off to the side, hair pinned back by a cinnamoroll headband, eyes glued to his phone, hand holding a tube of chapstick that you can actually see getting shorter in real time. he looks so pensive, so concentrated. how long has it been since he last blinked? you’ve half a mind to pull out a stopwatch.

finally, he rubs his lips together, recaps the chapstick, and makes eye contact with you in the mirror. a smile crosses his face, equal parts confused and amused.

“baby, your mouth is open.”

you close it. then you open it again, and your words come out in a barely-contained laugh: “what on earth did you just do?”

“what do you mean?”

“the—” you point at his mouth, then do your best impression of an elementary schooler trying to color inside the lines. “—that.”

jisung looks aghast. “that was LIP BALM.”

“no, i know what it—you’re so—i meant, why do you apply it like that?”

jisung continues to look aghast. “like what?”

“like you’re one of socrates’ prized pupils and the answer to the universe’s formation lies at the bottom of—” you step in close, reach into the pocket of his sweatpants. “—this tube!”

it might be the craziest thing you’ve ever said to him. he bursts into laughter, the kind that leaves him no recollection of what he does with his limbs, and when he can see straight again he discovers he’s pressed you gently against the counter. his fingers latched around the hem of your top, his grin inches away from yours. can’t stay away from you to save his life, this one.

“do i actually?”

“yes! holy shit, it’s so cute.” your arms circle around his neck, also without an ounce of thought, also through a fit of giggles. “no way you’ve always done that, right?”

“i don’t know. i’ve never thought about it.” a pause. a tilt of his head, with purpose. “am i…doing it wrong?”

the question is a trap and you realize it too late. your gaze drops from his eyes to his lips—a ray of sunlight glistens off the pink plush like a paid actor—then back to his eyes. let’s find out.

you lean in. so does he. and his mouth tastes and feels like melted fucking sugar. it’s such a pleasant surprise that you actually moan, and he chuckles against you. lifts you onto the edge of the sink. your mind really goes empty after that, save for one thought. i have to start doing that.

felix + checking his own pulse. you saw it from afar, the first time.

he stood by the stage’s entrance just before curtain up, pointer and middle finger pressed against the side of his neck. eyelids sealed closed, chest heaving. you tilted your head, puzzled. worried. then the concert began, and you pushed the image to the back of your mind.

it returned to the forefront right before bed.

“you do it when you’re nervous?”

“yeah. forces me to ground myself. turns off the world for a bit.” the hand rubbing circles into your back paused. “wanna give it a go?”

“what, checking my pulse?”

“mine.”

you lifted your head off the pillow. felix took your hand from where it sat upon his ribs, isolating two fingers and nestling them over his jugular. his quickened heartbeat pressed into your skin like the world’s gentlest tattoo.

the sixty seconds began and concluded in total silence.

“well?” he whispered.

“ninety-three,” you answered, lightheaded from the sheer intimacy of it all. “you’re nervous right now?”

“something like that,” he hummed. pulled you down, kissed you deeply. there were no more words exchanged that night.

the habit surfaced more than you knew. while driving to visit your parents. after a stupid argument with a bouquet of flowers tucked beneath his free arm. you started doing it for him in the times he couldn’t, and he’d cover your hand with his own and kiss the top of your head silently, gratefully.

two years have passed since, and you’ve vanished from the dinner table.

felix asks the nearest waiter for directions to the restrooms. you don’t notice when the door swings open, unmoving in your spot over the sink, your pointer and middle finger pressed against the side of your neck.

his hand finds your hip. you let him turn you around and bring you to his chest; he glances at the crystalline droplets studding your lashes and falling from your cheeks. his eyes convey what his mouth doesn’t need to, not anymore.

let me.

you do.

his fingers replace yours the moment you drop them from under your jaw, the movement like clockwork. he counts your every heartbeat with unblinking concentration, his heart growing heavier the higher the number climbs.

the sixty seconds begin and conclude in total silence.

“well?” you whisper.

“hundred and six,” he answers. to his confusion, a smile pulls at your lips.

he wonders if it’s a trick of the bathroom lights when he sees the tiny box you pluck from your pocket, but there’s no mistaking the reality of the diamond ring that sits behind its open lid.

the earth slants under his feet.

“crazy.” you giggle through your tears, run your thumb over his cheekbone. “that’s how many years i want with you.”

seungmin + poking eyes(?) he’s hardly touched puppym when your voice is slicing through the living room air like a fucking beyblade.

“KIM SEUNGMIN, UNHAND HIM THIS INSTANT.”

do you have a sixth sense just for this? he throws his hands up in exasperation. “he’s literally me. i’m allowed to do whatever i want with me.”

“he’s not you, he’s our son.” you pop out of nowhere to swipe the plushie from over your boyfriend’s shoulder. “my son, if you keep this up.”

“just say you hate me and my preferred avenues of self expression.”

upside-down, he watches you dust off puppym’s face and smooch his forehead with a tenderness that makes seungmin unhappier than he lets on. you then tuck him into your jacket pocket. the little shit’s expression looks strangely smug poking out of its cotton capsule.

“i’m asking you to not gauge his eyes out, not to deliver me the holy grail,” you say. “you’ll survive.”

but then he feels your hands on either side of his face, and you lean over him like the mj to his peter, leave a kiss on the space between his eyes, too. he has zero say in the bashful smile this brings to his face.

“but why do you do that, seriously?” you mutter.

“i have no idea,” he replies. “but it’s fun. try it.”

“i’ll think about it.” you lean in again, and he nearly forgets what you were talking about in the first place when you kiss him on the lips this time. “okay, i’ve thought about it. no.”

“hate you,” he says despite the literal hearts in his eyes, and then you’re off to work.

puppym takes strikingly after his father. they have the same bangs. the same compulsively squeezable quality. the same little :3 that can only allude to sinister plottings. you’d be loath to admit that you sort of comprehend seungmin’s poking predisposition.

one night, seungmin falls asleep before you even finish your nighttime routine, and you spot in his peaceful, upturned face an opportunity.

you lie belly-down on your side of the bed. your fingers splay into a peace-sign in the air. your smile stretches further into a cheshire grin the closer you bring your hand. you’re just about to reach the ends of his eyelashes when—

“I KNEW IT!”

you almost catapult into the ceiling. then you try to make a mad dash for the bathroom. but seungmin shoots a hand around your wrist like he’s actually peter parker and pins you down before you so much as take a step. your only remaining option is to sulk about your foiled plans. (and blush, because, well, you’re under him.)

“amateur,” he tsks. “you gotta test my breathing to make sure i’m asleep first. shit’s foolproof.”

you blink at him for a few seconds. his words finally click.

now you almost catapult him into the ceiling.

“HOW MANY TIMES?”

jeongin + eating food in one bite. so you might be an instigator.

“hwuck,” he grumbles around the whole ice cream cone in his mouth, face scrunched up in a brain-freeze-induced wince. “ayee ith waz a bah iyeah.” (translation: fuck, maybe this was a bad idea.)

“you got this. just take it slow,” you urge, except he’s stopped moving and speaking and closed his eyes as if he’s descending into a deep sleep. you’re actually concerned for about two seconds, and then his jaw begins to oscillate leisurely like an elderly cow in his favorite pasture. false alarm.

after some time, he swallows, beams. “so am i the fucking best or what.”

“yeah you are,” you echo, and he swings an arm over your shoulder, plants a chocolatey kiss on your temple. the two of you celebrate his daesangs with less enthusiasm.

“when are you doing that with me, by the way?”

“the one-bite thing?” he nods. “mmm, coaches don’t play.”

“mmm, this one will.”

“doubtful.”

fast forward a few weeks and you, jeongin, and his younger brother are sitting cross-legged on the porch in his backyard. three full-sized oranges rest in the center of your makeshift circle. damn is yoon hard to say no to. (runs in the family.)

“the rules!” he declares. “eat the orange whole! first to swallow it wins! you can’t spit it out!”

you wait. “is that it?”

“yes!”

why was the delivery so grand?

jeongin places a fond hand atop his brother’s head. “i’ve brought you a new loser, yoonie. get excited.”

you feign an indifferent scoff, but jeongin spots the fire that ignites behind your eyes like that of an anime protagonist, the resolute grip with which you palm your orange. he smirks. he’s never known you to take trash talk sitting down. or sitting cross-legged on his porch.

yoon counts you off. “ready…”

“good luck, coach,” jeongin sings.

“shut up, pipsqueak.”

“set…GO!”

in amusing unison, you and yoon try and fail to fasten your teeth around even half of the fruit. jeongin, meanwhile, fits the whole thing into his black hole of an oral cavity and launches into that dumb cow impression again.

desperate times call for desperate measures.

you rip the orange from your lips. “yoon! your brother’s ticklish, right?”

both yang siblings’ eyes widen—the younger’s in growing delight, the older’s in impending horror.

the latter reacts first. “ay, ay, ay, ah ahes eh ooles!” (translation: wait, wait, wait, that’s against the rules!)

but the former moves first, and you’re right behind him.

jeongin weakens when the younger boy assaults his sides, crumples when you target the back of his neck, the sounds leaving his mouth getting progressively louder and somehow even less intelligible.

he eventually has to spit out the orange to avoid death by pulp going down the wrong pipe and spins around in indignation, wiping at his chin with the back of his hand. but his annoyance—

you’re back on the floor, gnawing hopelessly at the the orange again. “ih ih eawahin, ooh.” (translation: this is embarrassing, yoon.)

yoon replies, “huh?” (translation: huh?)

—dissipates, immediately.

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sona-verse01 · 9 months

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Stray Kids

Possessive MTL

Request: Anon! (Hello, can you make a skz hyung line mtl for possessive over s/o? You don't need to write 'why?' or give explanation. Thanks if you make this one.)

Pairing: Skz x gn reader

Genre: Soft

Category: MTL 🌠

Disclaimer: *Images are downloaded from internet. *For entertainment purpose only. Don't take it seriously. *Based on my imagination ONLY. Similarity to other writer's work will be a complete coincidence. *I don't define Stray Kids members personality and nature through my work.

*Don't copy/steal/translate my work.

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Lee Know

Hyunjin

Bang Chan

Seungmin

Han Jisung

Changbin

Jeongin

Felix

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faustianmuse · 2 years

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The Artist Hwang Hyunjin (one shot, Hyunjin x reader)

Pairing: Hyunjin x reader

Word count: 1300

Genre: Smut, artist x muse

Summary: You get the chance to have your portrait painted by Hwang Hyunjin and things get steamy.

Warnings: 18+, smut, fingering (fem!receiving), unprotected sex (be safe everyone)

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for 100 followers! I’m still pretty new to writing on here and would love any feedback (i.e., likes, reblogs, tags, comments, followers, etc.). Hope you enjoy this little hard thought I had! Hyunjin in a white shirt really gets me thinking ;)

As you entered the artist’s studio, you felt your heart skip in anxiety. You’d agreed to have your portrait painted by a world famous artist, but you hadn’t imagined it’d make you this anxious.

You barely had time to register the half built canvases around you before your eyes rested on the pinnacle of the room, Hyunjin himself. The blonde haired boy sat in a dark, wooden chair, his billowy white shirt barely covering his chest as he sat examining the blank canvas before him with an air of sweetness. You caught your breath as you took him in.

“Here for me?” His voice was like bells as his eyes glanced over your body before meeting yours. It felt like looking into a melted pool of chocolate; his eyes seemed to appreciate you very much as they started to smile along with his heart shaped mouth.

“Uhm, yes, I’m Y/N. . . here for a portrait? My parents had signed me up. . . “

He nodded thoughtfully, eyes returning to his blank canvas. “And what did you have in mind?”

When you didn’t answer, he turned his head towards you, chewing on the wooden end of his paintbrush as he crossed one leg over the other, leaning forward to further apprehend you. You noted the silver chain that circled his long neck and rested on his bare chest.

His eyes examined your startled face as you finally uttered, “Well, I’m not sure.”

Your parents had paid for this portrait for your birthday as you greatly enjoyed this man’s art, but you’d had no idea that Hyunjin himself was an even greater work of art! You weren’t even sure you needed a portrait at this point, his presence was a gift enough. But you wouldn’t say no to more time with him, that was for sure.

He stood and walked towards you, standing a full head over you as you noted the sharpness of his jaw as it set slightly in thought. His fingers found your chin as he brought your eyes to meet his.

“Maybe we should spend some time together first,” he finally continued after a pause, releasing your face. “Make sure you’re more comfortable.”

Not even knowing what possessed you to take such action, your hands moved without your consent to reach for his hand that had just left your chin as you said, “I’m, I’m fine. I’m comfortable with you.”

He broke out into a smile as his other hand covered yours. He stepped towards you and said, “Well then, Y/N, what’s next?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you?”

“Do you want me to kiss you or paint you?”

“Can we do both?”

He laughed as his hand released yours to find your face, hands cupping your chin as he brought his lips to yours. You felt the smell of paint and new wood bask over you as his soft lips pressed against yours, his sharp inhale bringing you in closer as your hands found their place in his soft hair.

His hands moved down your body to find the belt around your dress, long fingers hooking around it to pull you flush against him. You gasped as his hands found your hips and his lips released yours in favor of running down your neck. You felt the tickle of his hair on your chin as your eyes closed.

“How far do you want this to go?” he asked.

“I’m yours,” you answered.

Almost immediately your feet left the ground as he lifted you, placing you on the artist’s bench while he used his hands to scatter the desk’s contents to the floor. He lifted the white shirt over his head, allowing you to register his beautifully defined muscles for just a second before his hands gripped your hips, moving your body towards the now empty section of desk as he brought your dress up over your head.

You grabbed his hair again, bringing him into a passionate kiss as your teeth found his lower lip. He growled, lifting himself on the desk to crawl on top of you. His dark eyes seemed to chase you until your back met the desk, a gasp left your lips as his hands immediately found your core on top of your panties, fingers firm.

“Naughty girl,” he growled into your ear. “No biting.”

“Sorry,” you gasped.

He laughed, lips catching yours again as his fingers entered you through your panties, making your vision blacken around the edges.

“That’s my job,” he continued, making you blush as his lips found your neck again, kisses turning into light bites as you gasped.

Your hands came up, one to find his hair and the other to rest between his shoulder blades, holding him close. His hands were clever, however, sliding off your panties while you were distracted.

His fingers could enter you without cloth in the way now, and his quick movements had you gasping for air in seconds as you reached your hands down to find his, still clothed, crotch. You whined as you weren’t able to help him too which made him laugh again. How you loved that sound.

“Impatient, beautiful?”

“I want you to feel good too. . .”

Before you could finish your sentence he sat up on his knees, eyes not leaving yours as he unbuckled his belt and brought his black jeans down to his knees.

His blonde hair sharply framed his face as he looked down thoughtfully at his half-dressed bottom half. “Hmm, this’ll have to work,” he said. “Can’t leave my muse waiting for too long.”

You couldn’t help the giggle that left your lips as he brought his body close to yours again, pausing for a moment to hold you in a tight embrace. The air left your lungs as you registered his hard pecs against your breasts, feeling his passion in the closeness. His lips found the nape of your neck as he nuzzled himself into you, making you stroke his hair in an intimate moment of fondness.

His kisses became more passionate as you moved your caresses lower and lower down his body, finally reaching his ass and using it to bring him even closer, causing him to hiss.

“Ooh baby, you could be the death of me. Shall I ruin you?”

“I think you’ve already started,” you answered, looking into his breathtaking eyes.

He smiled as he brought his fingers back to your core, stretching you out slowly, watching you reactions. You nodded as he finally held your gaze for longer, asking for permission.

He entered you slowly, using the smooth movements of his hips to enter you with care, causing pleasure with each push. As he bottomed out he kissed you, biting your lip this time with a chuckle.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Please,” you answered.

He instantly complied, replacing his former languid movements with a quick pace, pounding into your g-spot with enthusiasm. Your jaw went slack as your body struggled to support your legs which were helplessly curled around each side of his small hips. His pelvic bone continually met yours as the lewd sounds of skin slapping filled the small room.

“My darling,” he kept muttering before his words finally devolved into groans.

“Hyunjin,” you struggled to get out. “I’m--”

As you said it, you felt his cock twitch within you as his orgasm got closer.

“Let’s do it together,” you said.

He paused, gasping, and met your eyes for a moment before shakily saying, “Anything for you.”

He began moving even more rapidly and erratically as you both found your highs, orgasm making your body continue to shake as you held him close, his lips by his ear again as you heard him say in a whisper, “You inspire me. I want to paint you just like this.”

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