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stealanity · 1 month

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[ sohn eric ] ꕤ birthday present(s)

word count : 1,033 genre : best friend to lovers, very cheesy

« happy birthday. » he said playfully, a rainbow of good cheer in the timbre of his voice. you watched him tenderly, your eyes sparkling in the sunlight streaming through the large windows of your now completely deserted school corridor. eric reached into his pocket and flicked his tongue lightly, trapping it between lips glistening with lip balm. after a good five seconds of concentration, a medallion appeared in front of your face : squinting at the pendant hanging from the end of the chain, it suddenly seemed strangely familiar. opening your eyes wide as you realized what it was all about, you turned your gaze to your best friend's neck, noting that it was now bare of all jewels.

opening your mouth to speak, you were cut off by the devastating smile hanging over his mouth. you have to admit that your mind is currently occupied with a single thought : see by yourself if his lip balm actually tastes of passion fruit. but you looked away again, your eyes gazing into the beauty of his for a few seconds, and you had to fight with all your might not to melt like ice in the sun. « may i..? » he asked you, so sweetly that your heart flustered, his eyes juggling between yours and your neck. stretching your lips into a shy smile, you nodded slightly, holding your hair up so as not to interfere with his actions.

eric leaned gently towards you, his hands grazing the sensitive skin of your neck. his face was so close, you could feel his warm breath caressed the hollow of your neck as he tried to hook the jewel around it, in a precise and delicate manner so as not to risk pinching you with the clasp. under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have had any trouble hanging the collar ( he could do it around his neck with his eyes closed and mind half asleep ) but he couldn't help it with you : you were distracting him. your breath crashing against his ear, the smell of your shampoo tickling his nose, your bare shoulder so close to his lips. he was so fond of you, he couldn't help but find every little detail baffling. after a few seconds, when he finally succeeded, he moved away from you again, admiring his work with victorious eyes.

you looked so beautiful in the late afternoon sun. eric couldn't help but admire you : your always sincere gaze and the twinkle in your eyes drove him crazy. but the one thing he didn't allow himself to think about was your lips. those who always looked so, so kissable. in all honesty, he longed to kiss you, to call you his, to hold your hand proudly, in a way that's different from that of simple best friends. eric had been thinking about you day and night for years now, the young man no longer doubted his more than friendly feelings towards you — but confessing them to you was a lot harder than he thought.

diverting your eyes from his, you brought your fingers to the jewel, fiddling with it as if it were the most precious jewel on earth — was what it really meant to you. stretching your lips into a radiant smile, you gazed at it for a long moment before speaking, « thank you eric, i'll cherish it to the end of the world. »

eric couldn't stop his heart from missing a beat, his puppy dog eyes can't look away from your flawless face. he didn't know what was happening to him, but he knew he had no control over what he did next : in the madness of the moment, with a surge of adrenalin coursing through his muscles, a step forward and the taste of his lip balm spread to yours. on the spot, surprise took over your body, your eyes becoming as round as marbles, and your arms flailing along your chest, not knowing how to react. but the warmth of his lips, similar to that of a summer sun, helped your body relax — and in less time than it takes to say it, your hands found themselves clutching his cheeks, holding his face close to yours.

it was warm, soft, a little clumsy : just as you'd imagined. the sensations were just like in the books : the tingling in the fingertips, the fluttering in the stomach, and the heart racing like never before. who would have thought that a single person could cause so much trouble with a simple kiss? you were so lucky that he was a good kisser — and this simple thought made you smile against his lips, causing the principal concerned to unhook himself from you slowly, his eyes planting themselves in yours directly afterwards. under a rambling gaze, you could see a slight pinkish tinge embrace the apple of his cheek, betraying the shyness that took hold of his features.

« you should lend me your lip balm. » you suggested, a crystalline laugh escaping from eric's mouth just afterwards. the pretty boy nodded, his hands taking hold of your hips to move you slightly, pinning you between the wall behind you and his own warm body. « i could put it on you myself. » he replied, a little too sure of himself for you, his words underscored by a wry smile that brought a pleasant warmth to your belly. raising an eyebrow, you tilt your face slightly to the side, your pupils juggling from his eyes to his lips in the blink of an eye, « ah yea? » you had time to say, your words suddenly cut off by a pair of lips mingling with yours once again. so, so warm, you thought, your arms reaching around his neck a few seconds later to prevent him from escaping.

you don't remember how long you kissed before being chased away by a teacher, but you knew for sure, in your mad rush, under the radiant sun of this beautiful day, his hand clinging firmly to yours, and his bright laughter lulling your mind, eric's love was the best birthday present ever.

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jakeyjbae · 5 months

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( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

ERIC ON ZENERATION - ENCORE (230112)

#the boyz #eric #eric sohn #sohn eric #sohn youngjae #tbz #deobi #theb

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simplyadoretheboyz · 7 months

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COOL BOYZ NEVER DIE | DAZED KOREA

#the boyz #haknyeon #sunwoo #eric #ju haknyeon #kim sunwoo #sohn eric #dazed korea

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kimsohn · 7 months

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𓇼 10:21 pm

pairing . eric x gn!reader about . 753 words, fluff warnings . alludes to an argument (but it's all jokes) tagging . @sohnric @gfksn @invuwrld

"are you still mad at me?"

you look up from your phone, coming face-to-face with your boyfriend who's taken a seat in front of you. he has a pout on his stupid, beautiful face that constantly reminds you of a cute puppy dog, but you remind yourself to reel your emotions in and not succumb to his adorable expressions.

"yes."

"does this mean i have to sleep on the couch tonight?"

you nod, afraid that you'll give in if you open your mouth once more.

"okay. goodnight then," he whispers, sounding so dejected that you want to pull him close and hug him tight.

"goodnight."

as he shuts the door behind him, you sigh, pulling the bedsheets over your face. technically, you don't need to be so harsh with him for going live when you're in class, but it's been happening too often and you need to put him in his place. even if his place is on the couch.

you don't tell him that his lives are some of the only ways you can connect with him during his busy schedule. just seeing him talk in real-time, even if it's through a screen filtered to millions of fans, is enough for you. however, it's been increasingly hard to do so when he goes live when you're busy, despite him already knowing your schedule, and you miss seeing his pretty face every day.

not that you'd ever tell him that, of course. he doesn't need any more of a reason to tease you.

you shift around in bed for a while, trying to fall asleep. you never realized how cold your shared room is, or how empty the bed seems without him there. even when he comes home late at night from work, you fidget in restless sleep until he wraps an arm around you and brings you in close.

it's only been five minutes and you're already regretting your choice. however, you're a little too petty to retract your decision, so you mentally prepare yourself for the long night ahead.

well, at least until the door opens.

"baby? are you asleep?"

you sit up straight, the bedsheets ruffling around you as you spot eric standing at the door. the yellow light peeks through the gap, shining softly on his face, and you suddenly feel as if you're falling in love with him all over again with his mussed-up hair and comfortable hoodie.

"i'm not. what's wrong?" you whisper, your voice thick from (trying to) sleep.

he shuffles slightly, playing with the ends of his sleeves as you note the discomfort on his face.

"the couch is really uncomfortable."

you sigh, annoyed, although some part of you is jumping for joy at the implications of his words.

"eric—"

"i promise i won't roll over to your side. i won't even touch you, i swear! we can put pillows between us and i won't even talk to you."

already, you're shifting to the side and patting the bed. you hope he doesn't notice how your face lights up in the darkness of the room, but you have a slight inkling that he knows anyway.

he grins, muttering words of gratitude as he jumps into the space beside you. he puts a pillow in between when he sees you rolling your eyes, but he lies down hugging it as if it's a teddy bear.

as you both settle down to sleep, the drowsiness automatically comes to you as if it were there all along. you know this is eric's effect on you, one of many that he's brought into your life, and although it's slightly annoying at times, you wouldn't have it any other way.

"i'm sorry again," eric blurts, watching as you turn over so you can face him, "i didn't know you kept up with my lives like that. i'll make sure i plan them with your schedule in mind."

"of course i watch your lives, eric, i'm literally dating you. i guess you're forgiven though, but we still have to keep the pillow."

he laughs, and you find yourself grinning, burrowing your face into the sheets.

"question, though. was the sofa actually that uncomfortable? if it was, we might need to buy a new one."

"no, it wasn't. i just wanted to sleep next to you."

"i'm five seconds away from kicking you out, eric."

"no! don't!" he pleads, reaching over to press kisses into your face, "we are soulmates, after all. we need each other, even if it's just to sleep."

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kyswoo · 1 year

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The Boyz reaction

seeing you crying

pairing: yandere!the boyz x reader

genre: yandere au, angst, fluff

request: “hello 😊 can you make a reaction to yandere!the boyz leaving you alone for the night bc of work and coming back to see you're crying and anxious(maybe fluffy at the end)?”

a/n: a lil bit short? sorry... not sure if it’s “yandere” enough but yeah well... sorry for the delay

masterlist 🌸

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°•Sangyeon

When he saw your crying face he slowly approaches you and sit by your side, rubbing your back

He pulls you for a hug and pets your head, he’ll keep comforting you until you stop crying

“Shh it’s okay I’m here for you now, I won’t leave you” he says with a soft smile, cupping your face

He will cuddle you the entire day and listen to you when you want to talk about it

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°•Jacob

He rushes to you as soon as he sees you “hey come here... what’s wrong?”

He pouts as he stares at you, he hates seeing you sad “I’m sorry babe... don’t cry please”

Jacob will hug you and tell you a million times how much he loves you and would never leave you

“I’ll buy you anything you want okay?” he tells you smiling, trying to redeem himself

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°•Younghoon

He is very confused, rubbing the back of his neck not knowing what to do

“Did I do that? Am I the reason you’re crying?” he asks you starting to freak out, when you don’t answer and keep crying he takes that as a yes and start crying too

“I’m so sorry y/n, I’ll never do that again... please forgive me...” he doesn’t even know what he apologizing for but at that moment he just wanted you to stop crying

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°•Hyunjae

“Who did this to you?” he was ready to beat whoever it was, he will hold you thightly waiting for you to tell him what’s wrong

Once you talk to him, he will just rub your arms and pout “I was getting ready to fight someone” he smiles once he hears you giggle

“That won’t happen again okay?” he assures you and kiss your forehead

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°•Juyeon

He doesn’t do anything at first but then he decides to comfort you

He sits by your side and put your head on his shoulder “why are you crying now?” he asks in his softest tone

“You can tell me, I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again” he caress your hair and give little pecks on your face "I don't it like when you cry"

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°•Kevin

He sits in front of you as soon as he sees you crying and caress your cheek

“Stop crying babe please...” he hugs you but he also starts tearing up

"I'll do anything you want just please stop crying" he will hold your hands until you calm down and talk to him “that’s my fault I’m sorry...”

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°•Chanhee

He will sit in front of you with a tissue, he dries your tears with it and won’t say anything

“Feeling better now?” he asks once you stop crying “what’s wrong?”

He hugs you and caress your hair trying to cheer you up, his face doesn’t express a lot of emotions but he tries his best to comfort you

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°•Changmin

“Come on, you’re crying again?” he says taking off his jacket

He doesn’t show a lot of emotions but deep down he is worried that he is being too harsh on you

He squat down to face you and rubbed your cheek, wiping your tears away

“You know I love you right? Stop crying please”

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°•Haknyeon

"awe babe did you miss me that much?" he teases you when he arrives

He will still hug you and caress your head, saying cute things but still teasing to try to make you laugh

"I promise next time I won't leave you alone for so long okay?" he smiles cupping your face

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°•Sunwoo

He is very worried but also very mad at whatever made you cry

He tries to comfort you but doesn't know what to say so he just stands next to awkwardly patting your head

"hey who do I need to hurt?" he asks in a joking tone, but not really as a joke, trying to make you talk to him

“Ah it’s me I have to hurt” he chuckles once you explain it to him “I’m sorry babe...”

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°•Eric

He immediately ran to you and hold you in his arms

“I’m so sorry baby, I’m sorry...” he repeats it several time while caressing your back

“Baby please stop crying, I already said I’m sorry” he holds your hands looking at you, waiting for you to calm down

taglist~ @deputyjuyeon @super-btstrash-posts @ilijimo @semanticbias @yeonjunwifeu @sunoo-bby @tinkerbell460

(not sure if I tagged right tho, it’s been a while hehe, I couldn’t tag some people T^T)

#the boyz reactions #the boyz scenarios #yandere the boyz #the boyz au #the boyz imagines #lee sangyeon #jacob bae #kim younghoon #lee hyunjae #lee juyeon #kevin moon #choi chanhee #ji changmin #ju haknyeon #kim sunwoo #sohn eric #tbz scenarios #tbz reactions #tbz au

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fruvittea · 1 year

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4:37 p.m.

your nap was suddenly interrupted by the warmth of eric’s arm sliding across your waist.

his breath once heavy started to calm as he buried his face in the back of your head taking in your scent. you shift facing him as his breathing tickles the back of your neck.

“did i wake you?” his voice low.

“yes, but it’s okay.” you smile at him as you look into his eyes.

your hair falls onto your eyes blocking your view but before you could brush it away eric is one step ahead of you tucking the loose strands behind your ear and giving you a small kiss on your forehead. you let out an airy laugh.

“what?” he copies your laugh.

you give him a little nudge trying to push him away but he doesn’t budge. “nothing…” you feel your face heat up as he pulls you closer.

“okay y/n…” he gives you one last kiss on you forehead before enclosing you in a cuddle.

you wrap your free arm around him closing your eyes as you become sleepy from the warmth of his body.

#the boyz #tbz fluff #tbz imagines #tbz scenarios #eric sohn #sohn eric #eric tbz #kpop drabbles #drabble #kpop

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bearyicons · 3 months

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‎⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⁦‪ ͙᭰͒̑͡ㅤ ⭑ ᭉᭂ ⠀ ⠀ eric sohn⠀‬⁩⠀ ࿙⃛͜ ͝ ྀི ͝࿚

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fleurheon · 6 months

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eric, sunwoo & younghoon of the boyz for phantasy pt. 2 (dazed concept) 🎀

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velvetyh · 2 years

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day 21 - eric - video games

word count: 4.8k [⚠️]: blowjob, giving head under the desk, dirty talk, praising, facial, implied fem!reader, the reader is a huge tease and likes control, bad smut a/n: i am mentally prepared to get told that i don't know what I'm talking about, because i actually have no idea how to give a bj and I'm actually terrified of it lol. I know the fic is probably super bad, but i don't really see how i could make it better and i don't have the time nor the motivation to rewrite it so enjoy ig... 🤷‍♀️

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Laying on your bed, phone in hand opened on a shopping app, you sighed as the faint, satisfying clicking of the buttons of a controller served as background noise. Your boyfriend was sprawled on his gaming chair, elbows resting on the armchairs as he was focused on his screen. His raspy voice mumbled tactics signals to his friends, humming or groaning depending on whether he was winning or losing.

Eric looked so fine clad in comfortable indoor clothes, a black beanie covering his head with a set of gaming headphones on top of them, lips only millimetres away from the small mic. As a mark of concentration, his bottom lip was sometimes sucked in between his teeth, brows slightly furrowed as his fingers rapidly moved on the controller, the clicking intensifying, the nervosity of the gesture making you look up.

His hands were becoming veinier and more tensed as he was clutching on his controller due to a tough situation his character was in, a sight for you to drool on. You knew it sounded really selfish, but they were your weakness, always shivering at how good they felt when they touched whatever part of your body, caressing your cheek or choking you. You couldn’t control it, pairing them up with his bulky arms and his glasses, it was the perfect combo to end you.

Annoyance painted Eric’s bare face in a pinkish colour as his team wasn’t any near the top 10 as he started commanding his teammates through his mic. From your point of view, it looked extremely hot; you were always turned on when your boyfriend was getting mad, whether it was against you or a video game, the frown on his face and his eyes shooting angry bolts of lighting had you squeezing and rubbing your thighs together, just like you were currently doing on his bed.

To be able to focus more, Eric removed his glasses and threw them on his desk, the frame bothering him. His fingers went back on the controller even before the specs landed on the hard wooden surface. You refrained a strangled squeal when he was grunting and yelling at his friends, his Adam apple going up and down nervously as his eyes focused on the screen. Your body and mind were getting clouded by lust, needing to resist the urge to touch yourself right here on his bed, right behind him.

“Sunwoo-Hyung! Jeez, on your left!” Eric shouted and you managed to hear Sunwoo’s groan in his headset, making you smile at how serious they were taking this video game.

His sudden rise of voice had you placing your phone next to you, crawling to the far edge of the bed to get a closer look at the screen. He briefly looked to the side as you stood up, approaching the back of his chair before looking at the screen again. His tensed jawline was prominent, and, as tempting as it looked, you had to resist the urge to touch it, not wanting to disturb him and make him lose even more. You knew he was someone that could easily lose focus, so you didn’t move, not wanting to be the cause of the frown on his forehead to dig deeper.

The round was becoming so intense that you were also getting fidgety, the clicking of Eric’s fingers on the keys intensifying, harmonizing with your pounding heartbeat. The urge to whisper tactics to your boyfriend was very tempting, but you remained silent, not wanting him to shoo you away to concentrate.

“Good job!” you mumbled through gritted teeth as he actually shot someone in a tight spot, earning his team a good number of points and new weapons. Eric slightly rose his fist in the air and looked at you, his teeth biting his bottom lip as he cockily grinned. You offered him a gentle smile before pecking the top of his head, earning a smile from him.

“Let’s go, guys, we’re almost there,” he said as you both looked at the screen again, Eric further discussing with his friends for the rest of the game.

Sighing, you shifted and leaned your hip against his desk as you needed to shift positions, discreetly stealing his glasses. They were blue light blocking ones that you had gifted him last Christmas after he had complained to you many times that his eyes hurt after spending days on end in front of his computer, either playing video games or working on his college assignments. Since then, they never left him when he was at home, always perched on his nose, even if he wasn’t using any device.

“I just think I look good in them,” he had muttered in your ear once as he walked into the kitchen where you were making brownies, smiling as you giggled at his choice of accessories. It kind of worked with the outfit he had chosen for the day, but it was something that you didn’t imagine him using as a fashion element. Seeing that you were getting back to baking, his smile had quickly turned into a whine and his arms had wrapped around your waist, trying to distract you from focusing your attention on something else than him. After a few attempts and persistence, he managed to get you to the couch and make you ride his thigh.

Eric anxiously hissing in his mic had your wandering mind coming back to reality, your heart running miles per hour at your memory and the sight of his in-game life going dangerously low. You smirked as you seized his glasses, quickly putting them on.

Deciding that it was the perfect opportunity to fulfil the small flower of lust that was gradually blooming within you, you dropped to your knees the following second and crawled under the desk with an idea in mind. Your boyfriend did not notice any of your actions, his knee bouncing under the desk and his legs were spread wide apart. It was his favourite position to play in, and you were glad; it was as if his subconscious approved the dirty idea that you had in mind.

Eric nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand on his knee, thinking that you were still beside him, his leg immediately stopped bouncing as you gripped it on top of the fabric of his sweatpants. With a frown, Eric briefly stopped his game and looked under the table, a smirk appearing on his face. The way you were looking at him from above the frame of his specs had his heart skip a beat and blood rush to his dick.

Resting his controller on his crotch in order to shield his growing boner from your curious eyes, he gave you the perfect view of his hands and dexterous fingers rapidly playing with the buttons and joysticks. You bit back a moan as you couldn’t take your eyes off them, wishing that he was toying with your nipples instead of the controller. He had played with them many times before, and you always got a vivid physical memory each time you stared at his hands.

You kept caressing his knee, slowly aiming for his upper leg, fingers teasing him as you went higher at each caress, getting to feel his muscular inner thighs. Eric was getting fidgety and his breath was quickening, a good sign that your plan was working.

Eric couldn’t deny it, his aim and his clicking were less precise, missing a headshot by just a millisecond. Your hands were so unpredictable and curious that it was getting hard for him to focus, mind too cloudy with dirty fantasies (that were most likely bound to happen if you kept your ministrations going) to even hear what his teammates had to say to him.

“Fuck,” Eric muttered under his breath. Thank god he didn’t moan your name along with the curse, it easily passed as frustration to have missed a shot in-game, not an upcoming dirty favour happening in between his legs.

You gently gripped his knees and applied pressure to make the chair roll slightly backwards, making yourself comfortable with your head on his lap, lovingly looking up at him. Eric was focused on the game, his team was now in a great place but still in danger, so the tension remained the same.

“Y/N, we’re near top 5 baby, I’m almost done,” Eric mumbled after lifting his mic up in one -hot- swift motion, eyes remaining glued to the screen and following his character’s movements.

“I know how it is,” you retorted, mouth turning into a pout. “You always say that you’re almost done but then I wait for hours on end,” he looked at you for a brief instant, a soft smile growing on his lips at how in love you looked while staring up at him with a pouty look on your face.

“I promise once I’m done with that I’m all yours,” he whispered, caressing your cheek with a distracted hand, retracting it almost immediately as he had to move along with his team. “I promise I’ll fuck you nicely once I’m done,” he smirked with a wink directed to you before readjusting his headset, as well as his mic to communicate with his friends.

Despite your heart pounding in your ribcage, his words didn’t convince you at all. Eric pressed his index on his mouth, signalling you to keep quiet, scared that his friends could hear you. You knew they were great at persuading and influencing him to play another round, then another, and another, till the sun rose again, leaving you cuddle-deprived, needy, and dry. You weren’t going to let that pass. You were horny for your boyfriend, at this exact moment, and not even his promise was going to make you change your mind.

Eric’s eyes briefly shifted down as you caressed his thighs up and down, each time going closer, his eyes almost fluttering close, but the voices in his headphones reminded him that he had to resume playing and actively talk. He was in a tough situation; he didn’t want to let his friends, or his partner down. He was stuck, he did not know what to do.

You cockily smirked when Eric’s eyes waved at your touch, your fingers enclosing the hem of his sweatpants, your boyfriend swiftly lifting his thighs for you to pull his pants down, making them pool at his feet before helping him to kick them off.

It went unnoticed by you, but Eric slowly lifted his hoodie, letting the waistband of his boxers be the first thing you would look back at him. The shadow his boner created in his underwear vanished in the darkness of his hoodie and t-shirt underneath, making you lightly gasp as you went to caress his crotch, surprised to feel the growing tent in his boxers.

“So pretty,” you whispered to yourself as you kept rubbing his lengthy cock on top of the fabric, looking up through your lashes to check his reaction.

What a fucking sight.

Eric’s bottom lip was sucked between his teeth, eyes growing with lust as he struggled to keep them open, watching them flicker in utter desire. His hands were clutching the controller, quivering fingers pressing different buttons, his confidence slowly evaporating under your touch. The veins on his forearms were becoming more prominent each second passing by, resisting the urge to feel them under your fingertips. His jaws were clenched in anticipation, apprehending every single one of your moves.

“Relax, baby,” you mumbled as his knee started bouncing again, yet immediately stopped as you kissed the inner part of his thighs, slowly making your way to his cock.

He heavily exhaled and blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the lust clouding his iris and focus on his game instead of you, his cock growing hard under your ministrations. He wasn’t going to last long if you kept teasing him like that.

His hips jolted when you pressed vivid kisses on the underside of his clothed cock, hand stroking his balls through the cotton before going back to his thighs that you loved to sit on. You were just obsessed with how comfortable, soft and pleasuring they could get. Eric loved to see you get off on his thigh, looking like an absolute goddess with messy hair and a fucked-out face, desperately riding your swollen clit on his flexing, strong muscles. However, seeing you on your knees right before him, a few seconds away from sucking him off, was just enough to turn his usual steady breathing into a laboured one.

You gently shifted one of the headphones off his ear for him to hear you, Eric immediately lifting his mic as you sat on his lap, leaning your chest against his, your boyfriend refraining a moan at the sensation of your boobs against him.

“Y/N, fuck. Please- do something,” he pleaded, almost out-of-breath, eyes boring into yours. You pouted, wrapping your arms around his neck, Eric quickly kissed your lips as his body relaxed for a second, his game put to the side.

“Can I suck you off?” you requested, and his eyes lingered on your lips, smirk growing and eyes fluttering as he imagined them wrapped around the tip of his cock, teasing him like you always did.

You did something he adored, and you felt it as you were pretty much sitting on his cock. Looking as innocent – and corruptible – as possible, you opened your eyes widely and slightly raised your eyebrows, blinking in slight fake confusion and pouted, your behaviour making Eric sharply inhale. He loved when you played with him like that, wanting to do nothing but ruin you till you were crying his name out of pleasure. You caressed his cheek and softly smiled when you heard Sunwoo calling for your boyfriend’s name in the headset, his eyes shifting to the computer as he saw Sunwoo’s character dumbly jumping in front of his AFK one.

Gently, he helped you off his lap to let you rest on your knees like before, cradling your cheek in his hand, thumb rubbing the skin right under your eye.

“Do it, baby,” he said, and you giddily beamed, Eric’s hand wrapping around your chin stopping you in your excitement, “you can do it, but you’re not allowed to make a single noise, okay? I don’t want the boys to make any comment about it.”

“Yes,” you approved, and Eric lightly frowned, his smirk still painted on his face, feeling mischievous. “Yes who?” “Yes, Sir,” you whispered, and he fully kissed your lips, cutting the oxygen in your lungs before going back to his game after bumping your nose with his, as if nothing happened, letting you go back on your knees under the desk.

“Sorry bro, I was talking to Y/N. She wants us to stop playing,” he teased with a slight smirk and a wink as he looked down at you, gesturing you with his eyes to get closer to his cock. He almost added that his baby girl was a needy little slut, but as the possessive man that he is, he decided to keep that thought to himself. He’ll keep the humiliation for a future time. Who knows, maybe you’re going to find it as hot as he does.

Your mouth was salivating as you noticed that Eric’s cock was as hard as a rock. You played with the waistband of his underwear and gently tugged on it, pressing on his pelvic bone as he rose his hips in the air to let you get rid of his undergarments. You shook your head without looking at him, silently telling him that you had everything in control, and he chuckled, letting you do your thing.

Only the tip of his cock appeared, Eric slightly hissing as the ambient air caressed his sensitive tip. He wished he could command you, telling how he wanted his cock sucked, but the mic was his current biggest enemy, only able to enjoy what actions you chose to satisfy and relieve him from the painful boner that you caused with your horniness.

The underwear waistband was now nicely tucked under his balls, acting like a push-up, making them bigger than they look. His length stood up proudly in front of your eyes, precum dripping from the tip. It made you giggle at how hard he was, also feeling turned on that you were the reason for his erection.

You looked up at your boyfriend and he briefly looked down at you with a grin, seizing the opportunity of the in-game reducing fight zone to kiss your lips with such a force that his headset almost fell off his head, thumb lingering on your lips as you started sucking on it.

“Such a good girl for me, so pretty,” he mumbled, and you hummed around his digit, eyes boring into his.

Oh my god, you looked so fuckable like that. He wished he could do much more to you than letting you suck on his cock.

“Yeah dude?” he said, sighing as he sat back comfortably in his desk chair, readjusting his hips, his cock inching closer to your face. It was so hot of him to play two games at the same time; one second he’s praising you, and the next he acts like nothing’s going on, like he’s alone in his bedroom, chatting and laughing with his friends.

You smirked, ready to put your plan into action, gathering saliva on your tongue by rubbing your tongue on your palate. You stood straight on your knees, your face now hovering above his angry tip. It was red, sometimes twitching due to his nasty thoughts or your breaths, begging to be touched or sucked. If you wanted to, you could easily start sucking him off right on the spot, but you decided to make him marinate a bit.

Eric’s mouth slightly fell ajar as he felt your warm spit on his tip, rolling down his veiny length to his balls. His girth twitched around nothing, Eric grinning as you watched it roll down his shaft on its own, soon wrapping your pretty, plump lips around his tip. Your boyfriend exhaled and threw his head back, only for it to bump against the small pillow that was latched to his gaming chair. He bit on his bottom lip hard, trying not to moan out your name to awaken the suspicions of his friends, but it was harder than he had imagined.

Sucking on his tip like a lollipop, swirling your tongue around it, you gathered a mix of your spit and his precum and went deeper, taking more of his cock inside your mouth. Humming around it so as not to gag too much, you wrapped your hand around the rest of the length that you couldn’t fit past your lips and hollowed your cheeks, Eric letting out a small whine.

“Y-Yeah yeah I’m fine bro, I just stubbed my toe against m-my desk, fuck!” he whispered in his mic, out-of-breath, and you looked up at him with a smirk, your head still bobbing up and down his shaft, taking as much of his as you could without making too many suspicious noises.

Releasing his cock with a small ‘pop’, Eric slowly felt like ascending to heaven. The situation was so thrilling and forbidden, he loved every second of it. Between the excitement of getting caught by his friends and the suck you were giving him, he was slowly getting overwhelmed, barely focusing on the video game anymore.

Wrapping your hand around his length, you licked a fat stripe up to his tip while looking at him, feeling it twitch in your hold as you alternated your pace, going fast before slowing down to a painful rhythm, your expert wrist helping your mouth. Eric was so sensitive to your skills, it made you want to touch him till he came all over himself and you, too, just to ruin him. With your tongue, you followed the vein swathed around his shaft down to his balls and started teasing and playing with them, knowing that it never failed to rile him up.

And you were right. His breaths were getting quicker and more laboured, holding his controller in his left hand as the other was on his face, trying to cover his mouth and facial expressions as much as possible. He just wanted to press down your head to reach the back of your throat, feeling you swallow around him, but he knew just as well as you that it would make too much noise to go unnoticed.

“K-Keep going Y/N, fuck,” he muffled his mic with his palm for a second to moan out your name, your panties getting wetter at the sight that was rolling in front of your eyes and his needy call of your name.

“G-Guys I’m muting myself for a sec, Y/N wants to tell me about her day,” he said and didn’t even wait for his friends to give him an answer and disconnected himself from the Discord server, whispering some profanities as you were sucking him off and he was getting shot in his game.

“Oh my god Y/N, baby, baby! Your mouth feels like Heaven, fuck! You’re amazing baby, please don’t stop. You’re making me feel so damn great,” he babbled his praising as his veiny hands gripped his controller hard, eyes going back and forth between you between his legs and the computer screen.

“You’re so fucking hot while sucking my cock, Y/N. You’re gonna be the death of me, baby,” he panted, slightly pressing on the back of your head as you moaned around his shaft, Eric resisting the impulsive urge to buck his hips into your mouth to stuff your mouth with his cock more as his moans got suddenly a pitch higher.

Tears started gathering in your eyes as he was deep in your mouth, rubbing against your cheeks, strangled moans erupting from his pretty lips when your throat closed around him over and over again, tongue swirling around the rest of his length, feeling the roughness and irregularity of his cock skin.

Pulling away for air, spit connected your lips to his tip, soon disappearing as you started stroking him up and down at a steady rhythm while catching your breath back. Your movements never faltered as you locked eyes with his ones blown with lust, slowly bending to lick the sides and underside of his shaft, his tip nicely coated with your spit tickling your forehead.

“Oh my god, baby,” he groaned, making you smirk as you licked his tip, focusing on it like you had your favourite-flavoured lollipop in your mouth. You relaxed your jaw as much as possible, taking him further each time you bobbed your head, hollowing your cheeks when you felt like it, making him whine.

Gagging around him, tears rolled down your cheeks as you took him the furthest you could, his tip resting at the back of your throat as you tickled his pelvic bone with your nose, Eric’s moans pushing you to pleasure him as much as you could.

“Look at me baby, look at me, please. You’re- ah! You’re so sexy.” Not able to resist his pleas, you looked up at him through your lashes pearled with tears, Eric throwing his head back at your state.

He didn’t know how he still hasn’t cummed yet; you looked so damn pretty between his legs with his cock stuffed down your throat, tears wetting your cheeks as the saliva and precum gathered around your mouth rolled down to your chin, soon falling in droplets on the carpeted floor.

“Just a bit more baby, you’re gonna make me cum soon,” he airily whispered, his hands going in your hair to do a makeshift ponytail.

“I want every drop of it,” you mumbled after pulling away, jerking him off as you licked his balls, staring up at him with a grin, slightly sniffling. You knew how to talk to him, he was now desperate to mess your face and mouth up with his release.

Even if his cock was already nicely glazed with your spit, you decided to add some more, just for more ease to slide it in your mouth. Now that his mic was turned off, you could make all the noise that you wanted, messily spitting and slurping around his cock as you took him as far as you could, Eric’s moans getting more graphic than before, signalling you that he was close.

“Are you close, baby,” you asked him while pressing your thumb on his slit, applying pressure on it as your other hand gripped the length. He groaned in pleasure, and you hummed, loving how vocal he could get. Your panties were sticking to your core, you never actually realised how turned on you could get while giving your handsome boyfriend a blowjob.

“I’m so close, just a bit more, darling, please,” he pleaded, and you nodded, fastening your pace around his cock as you went back to bob your head up and down his veiny length, the slurping noises mixing with his moans and your whiney hums only enhancing the pornographic aspects of the scene.

“Oh god, oh god, Y/N, baby, just like that, you’re so good at this I swear,” he whispered as your hand wrapped around his shaft and started stroking him harsher than before, feeling throbbing against your tongue. His shaft engorged with blood and lust got harder as he was getting closer and closer to his release each second passing by, his orgasm approaching him like a wild animal hunting its prey, ready to pounce at any good stroke.

“Right there, right there,” he whined as you rubbed his cock against your inner cheek, mimicking the sensation of your walls. Eric’s chest was heaving up and down rapidly, choking on his own breath as his hand at the back of your head applied pressure to make you take more of his cock.

“Baby, quick, can I cum down your throat, please?” he asked, and you immediately removed yourself from his cock, Eric feeling his high vanish. He emitted a strangled whine as you devilishly smiled at him, twisting your hand up and down around his shaft, squeezing him just tight enough to drive him crazy.

“Y/N, I’m gonna cum- ah! Please tell me where!” he begged panicked to cum on or around nothing, - which was for him the synonym of a ruined orgasm - his hands clutching the armrests as his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, making him look absolutely stunning.

He was ruined, and you loved this. You were high on lust just by watching and listening to him.

His moans were getting higher and sorer, his voice soon breaking as he pitifully moaned out your name. It was so hot and satisfying to see how much he was a begging mess just to reach his high. This view opened windows on new kinks, but that was going to wait.

“Y/N, Y/N, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Look at me, babe,” you ordered before opening your mouth, drawing out your tongue, hand going faster around his shaft, the other messing around with his balls. You squeezed his length, and that was the last straw, his cum erupting from his cock like a geyser, landing on your face, hands and tongue in droplets and small drizzles, Eric buckling his hips in your hand as you helped him to fully ride his orgasm, your name being the only thing that shamelessly rolled off his lustful tongue.

Once he came down from his high, you clenched around nothing as his dick twitched when his eyes landed on your cum-covered state, noticing how much it turned him on to give you a nice facial.

“That’s even better than down your throat, thank you so much, babe,” he said before bending down to press his lips against yours, his hand wrapping around your throat.

“Next time it’s gonna be inside me,” you teased, and Eric let out a mix between a chuckle and a moan, resting against his chair, exhausted from his orgasm. He closed his eyes for a second, and you pressed your hands on his thighs and shifted your weight to get up, Eric immediately pulling you on his lap, tired arms wrapping around your waist with his face in the skin of your neck that thankfully remained untouched.

Resting on the side of his keyboard next to his tossed controller, the screen of Eric’s phone lit up, notifying him of a message from Sunwoo.

Sunwoo: “That’s what you meant with “talking about her day”, huh?”

… Wait. What?

Not even a second later, another message popped up.

Sunwoo: “I’m not sure she got a lot of talking done tbh”

Shit.

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koqlakyu · 1 year

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the boyz masterlist

i don’t wanna go through the liked posts so i’m making my own masterlist of the fics i want to read :P ♡ (mostly they are hyunjae’s >0<) ig i am gonna update these regularly and also sort them out (like oneshots series or what so ever) you can drop links for some fics in the comments too I will add them

ᵔᴗᵔ Hyunjae + ⚽️ 📚💋 + College/jock au ♡

ᵔᴗᵔ 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙧 — ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑗𝑎𝑒 ♡ (pt 2 ♡)

⇆ [neighbor!hyunjae, senior!hyunjae, college au, crack, fluff, fem!reader]

ᵔᴗᵔ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 ︙ LEE HYUNJAE SMAU ♡

⇆ [ where a fake dating plot gets a little too complicated when you’re ‘dating’ your ex’s brother…]

ᵔᴗᵔ One Domesticated Husband ~ Lee Jaehyun ♡

ᵔᴗᵔ YOUR TYPE | lhj (social media au) ♡

⇆ “And I’m not going to pretend that I’m the type you call more than a friend.”

ᵔᴗᵔA fluffy Juyeon oneshot inspired by Hospital Playlist (Kdrama). ♡

ᵔᴗᵔ surprise baby // kim sunwoo ♡

⇆ long distance is hard and sunwoo loves throwing tantrums when his members bother him. the four idiots (jacob, juyeon, changmin and hyunjae) bought you a ticket for you to come to korea as a surprise for sunwoo’s birthday

ᵔᴗᵔ OUR BEAUTIFUL GOODBYE | L.JH ♡

ᵔᴗᵔ Lee Hyunjae ♡

⇆ Synopsis: What happens when enemies are put in an awkward position at a work party, forced to kiss each other.

ᵔᴗᵔ Forbidden Territories – ( Spy!Hyunjae x Trophy Wife!Reader x Rich Husband!Sangyeon) ♡

⇆ Attention is a dangerous thing. Sometimes you have too much of it and sometimes too little– the balance is often hard to keep. So is it really your fault when your negligent husband pushes you into the hands of his enemy? And is it really their fault if you can’t figure out where your loyalties lie? After all, a decision made too late can easily become a trigger pulled too fast

ᵔᴗᵔ HYUNJAE - DAHLIA ♡

⇆ jaehyun was never one to enjoy change in his life- that was until you came along.

ᵔᴗᵔ Soft Boi! Lee Hyunjae x Drunk gf! Fem Reader ♡

⇆ fluff, slight angst? some hints of suggestiveness, drunk silly in a needy mood gf, sad bf

ᵔᴗᵔ Just a sting eric childhoodfriend!eric x gn!reader ♡

⇆ eric has lived across the country for three years, preventing you from seeing your best friend, until the day he throws a party at his house in your hometown—without inviting you

ᵔᴗᵔ his written love | l.jh ♡

⇆ while you were clearing up hyunjae’s things after he’s gone, you never thought you’d discover his journal written about you

ᵔᴗᵔ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 : 𝐋𝐉𝐘 ♡

⇆ where juyeon loses all his memories after a terrible accident. many years later he’s bound to marry another woman—not knowing their photographer used to be his girlfriend of seven years. will he remember their love?

#the boyz #the boyz imagine #kpop #hyunjae #lee hyunjae #juyeon #lee juyeon #sohn eric #eric #sunwoo #the boyz fanfic #the boyz masterlist #masterlist

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sunskiis · 4 months

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HONEY 🐝🐝🍯

#the boyz #tbz #eric #sunwoo #sohn eric #kim sunwoo #kpop #art #fanart

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oomuns · 2 years

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chocolate milkshake

pairing — kim sunwoo x gn!reader

tags — fluff, a few curse words, sunwoo, eric, and you are close friends, pining!sunwoo, i wasn't planning to make it this long but i got carried away so 1.1k words <3 t_t

to say that the weather feels hot today is an understatement. to quote sunwoo, "it feels like you're in satan's asshole" (to which you punch his arm for giving you a visualization that you didn't ask for).

you don't remember whose idea it was to go to an amusement park at 12 pm on a hot summer day. it's not like you could even attempt to remember anyway; the heat is causing your brain to hotwire and all you can think of is dumping a bucket of iced water over your head.

"it's so hot today," you whine, complaining for the nth time. you fight against the urge to lean back against the bench since it might cause your clothes to stick against your sweat-slick back.

"you know why it's hotter than usual?" eric asks.

unlike you, eric sits comfortably with his back resting against the bench, paying no mind to the clothes clinging on to his skin. you eye his muscle tank enviously. you should've worn something like that.

"no."

he pops a piece of cotton candy that he tore off into his mouth. "it's because i'm here."

you stare blankly at eric, to which he responds with a shameless grin.

"what were you talking about?"

you look up, squinting a bit before your eyes adjust to the bright lighting. sunwoo stands before you, with a glorious chocolate milkshake in his hand. you gulp at the sight.

"nothing." you answer. "eric was being annoying. as usual." you scoot a little in your seat, letting sunwoo sit in between you and eric.

"so nothing out of the ordinary."

"yeah."

"i'm sitting right here, you know," eric chimes in.

sunwoo looks at him pointedly. "we know."

eric scoffs before eating another piece of his cotton candy. both of you snicker at his response.

conversations (and bickering) between the three of you continue as per usual, but your eyes are still trained on sunwoo's beverage. droplets of water roll off the plastic surface, making you wonder how refreshing it would be to gulp the drink down your parched throat.

as if on cue, sunwoo takes a sip of his milkshake, and you can only watch as his adam's apple bob up and down as he drinks. groaning internally, you regret refusing to go stand in a long line and buy drinks with sunwoo. the queue would've been worth it.

sunwoo isn't oblivious to your longing stare. in fact, he's noticed it ever since he approached you and eric. he's been patiently waiting for you to ask him for a sip yourself; that was until he's grown tired of the miserable expression on your face. "y/n."

"hm?"

sunwoo smiles in amusement. your eyes are still on his milkshake, even when he called your name. "my eyes are up here."

you blink, finally making eye contact with him. "right."

sunwoo surpresses a laugh, overcome by cuteness when you frown involuntarily. "you thirsty?" he outstretches his hand, offering you his drink.

your eyes shine. you look like you just won five million dollars when all sunwoo did was offer you his drink. "really?"

he nods his head. it didn't take you long for you to register his approval. you immediately take a few gulps of the cold, sugary drink as he holds the cup still for you.

sunwoo freezes. he knows this isn't a big deal. it shouldn't be a big deal. but he feels like there's something intimate about you drinking from a cup that he's still holding instead of taking it from him beforehand. or maybe it's not that big of a deal and he's just overthinking it.

you pull away, and sunwoo quickly recovers from his frozen state. but much to his confusion, instead of grinning and thanking him, your eyebrows are knit together. "sunwoo, i think you need to get your milkshake away from me. i might finish it."

he laughs and then shrugs. "i don't mind."

you ignore him. sunwoo watches your eyes travel from him to his drink, and then to the line in front of the shop selling cold beverages. "i think i'm gonna go get my own."

"i'll get another one. you can have mine." sunwoo offers while he watches you stand up and collect your things.

you stay motionless for a bit, considering his offer. still, you shake your head. "no, it's okay. i want to try a different flavor anyway."

nodding, he lets you go without saying another word. he watches your retreating back as you walk to the far end of the line. you catch his eye and give him a small wave and a grin. sunwoo smiles back, his heart missing a few beats.

"dude."

sunwoo jumps in his seat. he has completely forgotten about eric's existence, who's sitting right next to him. eric sniggers at his reaction while sunwoo turns to him with a bored expression. "what?"

"you are so obvious."

"shut up." sunwoo rolls his eyes.

he regrets telling eric about his crush on you. at first, sunwoo gave him the benefit of the doubt. he believed that maybe, eric is going to be an amazing wingman for him and help him out. but to be perfectly candid, he's been nothing but a pain in the ass.

a few seconds of silence pass, and eric's lips morph into a smirk.

sunwoo knows that smirk. it's the 'i-know-something-you-don't' smirk. he has to hold himself back before he tries to punch the smirk off eric's face. "god, whatever you're gonna say, just say it. the look on your face is really annoying me."

"are you sure you want me to-"

"eric, for fuck's sake-"

"okay, okay! fine." eric throws his hands up in defense. and then he smirks. again. "you just shared a straw with y/n."

sunwoo cocks an eyebrow, wordlessly asking eric to continue.

eric sighs, mumbling an insult to sunwoo's intelligence under his breath. "meaning... you just indirectly kissed them."

eric's laughter becomes white noise as sunwoo realizes the shared indirect kiss between the two of you. his mind turns blank, his heartbeat rapidly beating in his ears. heat travels up to his face when his eyes unknowingly went back searching for you and met yours. you tilt your head, confused with his expression.

after shaking his head at you, sunwoo angrily whips his head to face eric again. "thanks a lot, man. really," he says flatly, a deadpan expression on his face.

eric snorts. it's funny that he's still trying to seem nonchalant when the obvious tinge of red is coloring the tips of sunwoo's ears. "no problem. but maybe actually mean it next time."

"fuck you."

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jichanqz · 1 year

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CARREFOUR • ERIC SOHN

MEMBER tbz eric

WORD COUNT 1.1K+

GENRE fairy!au, fantasy, romance

which is better, or which is worse? having no power among those who do or having your power used against you?

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He sets foot into the small town once the tint of orange of the sky fades into those of wisterias, along with the other townspeople starting their busy day.

Ulfora, his journey here last night was smooth, much to his relief. The moon was on his side. The tides seemed to abide by his course, remaining calm and dormant, ensuring his journey underwater to be so waveless it was almost odd, but he believes the protection of the celestial being along with the blessing of the full moon.

Eric opted for a journey by sea to the corner of the kingdom, in his quest of fulfilling the king’s order. He needs his identity to remain a secret, and travelling by land will do least to nothing at keeping his identity under wraps.

He’s the most aware of the temperament of the ocean; the rise and recede of tides along with the people of the water, which makes the ocean by far the safest path for him to trek.

Dressed in plain tunics with a leather satchel latched across his shoulder, Eric succeeds at fitting in among the people of Ulfora, looking like much of a commoner rather than royalty himself.

His first stop is at the small eatery located at the hollowed-out tree trunks. Owned by an elf, Eric assumes. Besides stuffing his stomach, he wants to wend his way across the town to every place that has highly likely been trodden by the person he’s looking for.

Settling by the window, his assumption is made certain as he registers that most of the workers at the eatery are elves, while some of them being the vampires.

The customers entering and exiting the eatery are of all races; there are elves, vampires, and even the werewolves. Everyone is interacting in harmony; smiles could be seen plastered on their faces, they are even sharing tables. And the least that some of them do are minding their own business.

Segregation of races is non-existent. Their relationships are valued beyond their differences. Despite being a small town cloistered far at the edge of the country, the people seem to be much more accepting and unprejudiced towards each other.

Only if the people of the royal town were like this.

“Can I get your order?”

Eric is put out of his trance when a waiter approaches his table. His eyes register the appearance of the waiter before him. Black hair, hazel irises, sienna skin.

Not the one.

The waiter’s wings twitch ever so slightly but don’t go unnoticed by Eric. A sign of uneasiness.

“Mister?”

He cleared his throat as he realised he stared a little bit too long.

Not so courteous, Eric.

“Sorry. Um, may I have buttered toast with avocado and a soft poached egg? And also hot chocolate.”

“That’s all?” The wooden pencil in her grasp dances swiftly across the vellum in her other hand, jotting his order down.

“Yeah, that’s it. Thank you.”

He runs his hand through his brown locks, his shoulders sagging against the hard chair.

Pull yourself together, Eric. You got this.

>>>

He walks in and out of every store in the town, pretending to window shop and asking around for things while his eyes are scanning the faces of every people he stumbled across. He even purchased a few things to avoid suspicions, but he is yet to find the elf he’s been looking for.

He continues his walk, now aimless, but his hopes are still high. It's only his first day here, and he had only been to the town. He has not yet meandered around the housing area. He will surely find the elf, sooner or later.

As he walks past the rows of shops, he notices that the people passing him were staring, and they do little to hide it. The conversation between them comes to a halt as their eyes lay down on him, which is then followed by whispers among them.

He soon registers that a fairy walking around this town is not something common. The fairies are the rare inhabitants of this corner of the kingdom, so his presence is very much easily noticed.

That is when loneliness catches him in its embrace. He has always been on his own in the palace which made him used to the feeling. But now even in the crowds, he’s alone, and the feeling thickens.

He shrugs it off, not wanting the emotion to take control of him.

I came here for a reason. He reminds himself.

He continues walking until the number of shops decreases and the greeneries condensate. He then hears the soft sound of waves crashing upon the shore before the body of salty water comes into his sight.

“Whoa.” He didn’t notice that the sea is that majestic last night that he was there. Now that he is here in broad daylight, Eric is beyond astonished.

It takes a good few minutes of walking to get there, which explains how void the ocean is of any creature. Being alone with the clear sky roofing above his head and warm waves nibbling at his feet, allows him to think, to fully be with nature.

Eric takes his time to really take in the sight before him. The thistle sky blends into alice blue where it kisses the water. He settles into a spot on the seaboard, allowing himself to be engulfed in the warmth of the sand against his skin.

The beach was separated by a layer of lush foliage from the town, making it a perfect spot to escape from the busyness trap of day-to-day life and seek solace.

Welcome back.

Eric is dragged out of his stupor when he heard it, sending his head swivelling to the side. It was too loud to be a whisper yet only loud enough for him to hear it.

He looks around to see no one else but him along the coastline. He is certain that he was not being delirious. The whisper was prominent enough for him to be hallucinating.

Eric rises to his feet, glancing around to see no one else but himself along the stretch of the coast.

Let’s end this.

The calm waves before him suddenly become choppy, the serenity is now gone. The waves are screaming, seeming so turbulent as if it is going to pull everything in their way with them.

Let’s end this. The whisper reverberates within him, and though confusion latches its fingers on his mind, he doesn’t seem to question it. Eric doesn’t move a muscle, as if his feet were nailed down in the coarse sand.

He takes in the chaos before him, but he does nothing, entranced. The nearby trees fail to oppose the course of blowing wind thus tumbling upon each other, and the crashing sound drags Eric back to his senses. Only then, terror strikes.

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