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sstrwbrryccke · 4 months

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—bullying him pt.2 | sub choi soobin

part 1 | part 3

tags: bully reader x nerd soobin, gn reader, mean reader, sadistic reader, somewhat possessive reader, one-sided crush but not really (reader has feelings too but doesn’t admit it), public humiliation, public orgasms, dubcon, oral (soob.receiving), vibrator (soob.receiving), unhealthy relationship, heavy exhibitionism, kind of cute at the end?

its a few weeks or maybe months into this weird relationship you two established. or more accurately, you pulling him around and him being at your every beck and call. maybe your relationship with him was a secret, but how downbad he is for you wasn’t. it was real obvious how he looked at you in class, only to look down when you made eye contact with him. a pretty pink blush dusting his cheeks. look at him, getting his hope up and everything. when you call him to your desk during lunch break, he couldn’t help his eagerness, walking past your friends and glancing at you through his bangs. it’s pathetic, really, how excited he gets when you give him attention.

“what… what did you need?” he repeated, barely able to keep himself in check. probably used up all his courage just to choke out those words. your friends stare at the two of you, some holding back their laughter while others were glaring at him. he shrivel under their judging gazes, his tall figure and head slightly slumped as if he was trying to make himself appear smaller. which was impossible, considering how tall he was.

you smile at him, and he lights up a little. “yeah, can you get me a drink at the vending machine?”

he dissipates visibly, a small frown on his plump lips before he nods— you would almost feel bad for him if it weren’t for how cute he looked while sad. he quickly rushed out of the classroom, probably to get away from your friend’s snickering.

soobin’s attraction was no secret even to you. but could you really blame him? just a few days ago, you discovered something shocking (or maybe it was already obvious), not only was soobin a friendless loser (to his own admission), but he also had the biggest, fattest crush on you ever since the start of high school. when he told you, you couldn’t help but grin, this was a gold mine. from then on, it was just so much easier to play with him.

you were slapped out your daze by your friends, they were patting your back while laughing.

“holy shit, you made him your errand boy?” one joked, but you felt a slight rising irritation at their sudden attention towards soobin. it was irrational, seriously, because you really had no problem with it before.

“woah, why the glaring.” another just jested, and you rolled your eyes, packing up your lunch.

“i mean, i would kill for an errand boy. bet he’ll get down on his knees and—“

“shut up. with your face, he doesn’t need to be on his knees to gag” you snap, and perhaps you overreacted. but your friends shrugged it off as a joke, laughing and jabbing at the guy who got insulted

“damn they got you there.”

you put the final item into your bag before standing up and heading for the door.

“yo where you going?”

“rooftop.” you weren’t technically lying.

during school, outside of the classmate context, you pretend to not know him, it was more fun that way. you told him it was because you couldn’t associate with a loser like him, and he meekly nodded. (real reason? teasing him was fun).

it was easy to spot soobin at the vending machine, lamely contemplating which drink you would like the most. so concentrated that he didn’t even notice your figure approaching him until your strong grip was pulling him by the arm. he visibly flinches, wide eyes confused as he stumbles behind you.

“the— you— the drink”

“i wasn’t even thirsty.”

he seemed puzzled at this, but lets you manhandle his tall ass figure anyways (it never ceases to turn him on). you release his arm when you reach the rooftop. he takes a glance at his surroundings before looking back at you. suddenly awkward in his body again, he shifts from one foot to the other while fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

“so uhm… what are we do—“

you roughly kiss him and he shuts up with a small startled noise. you push him harshly into the fence and he yelps into the kiss before having his senses dominated by your eager tongue, forcing into his mouth. he was frozen like always, closing his eyes desperately, pilant under your touch because he had no damn idea what he was doing. after a few seconds, his jittery hands push you off, because he physically couldn’t breathe anymore. he inhales shakily, lips wet with saliva and cheeks tinted red.

you hand lowers and begin to unbutton his shirt, feeling from his chest to his stomach. his skin was always so soft and satisfying to feel. (you once asked if he had a skincare routine and he nodded nervously, asking if you wanted to know) you slid your hand up to his nipple, pinching at one. he trembles at this, hands sweaty and he didn’t know where to place them so he just grips at your shoulders. your hand suddenly palms at his bulge and he jolts, a desperate breathy moan escaping his mouth

“it’s! it’s public! we’re— we’re in public!”

he manages to squeak out, eyes squeezed shut. you stop, a snarky expression on your face. you pull away fully, leaving him with his back flush against the fence. he whimpers softly when he felt your weight lift from his body, eyelids fluttering open to look at you.

“m’kay. i’ll just go then.”

you roll your eyes as you turn your heel.

“wait! wait! i’m sorry. im so sorry. please don’t leave me.”

a grin quirks the edges of your lips as you turn back towards him. hands on hips.

“thought you said we’re in public?”

“yes but… i…” he says between bated breathes, blush deepening.

“you still want me to touch you, don’t you? desperate slut.” you step closer to him, grin on your lips.

he gulps, head lowering until his bangs covered his eyes, but you could see the red tips of his ears. he nods slowly.

“good, then we’re doing it my way.”

you stride confidently to him and he shivers. your hand goes to his pants without hesitation, pulling everything down at once. making his rock hard cock slap against his abdomen, angrily red and leaking. you take it in your hands, pumping it a few times and he cries.

“shush. don’t come.”

you just warn, grasping the head of his cock, hard. his thighs tremble but he nods. you found out, while still in the beginning stages of this weird relationship, that soobin orgasms embarrassingly fast. i guess that’s what you get with a perverted virgin nerd who’s only frame of reference for sex is manga porn. but it wasn’t a bad thing really, you just liked seeing him desperately try to hold it in.

“don’t come until i say so, okay?” you repeat, harshly gripping at his cock again and he whimpers a yes.

without hesitation you kneel down, taking his length into your mouth in one go. you can hear his gasp, but you didn’t need to look up to know he was nervous, you could tell with how his calves and thighs shook. you were only teasing when you called him small earlier, because he was big, big enough to hit the back of your throat. you slowly began to move and he moans softly, so sensitive. he tasted sweaty and salty, but it wasn’t a bad scent. (you made sure he was cleaned up after all.)

you pull your mouth off just up till his tip, your tongue swirling around and digging into his slit while your hands pumped the rest of his length. he cries and thrashes, jittery hands coming up to grasp your hair. but you immediately slap him off, glaring up at him. you were in control, not him. you slide your mouth off his cock and he immediately starts apologising.

“i’m sorry! please don’t be mad, i didn’t mean to! i won’t touch you without permission i—i’m sorry, please don’t stop!”

“instead of worrying about your pathetically small dick, how about you worry about your loud ass moans?”

he quickly clasps his hands over his mouth, ears a bright red, eyes teary. you suck his dick into your warm mouth again and he sobs quietly. his moans came out breathy and squeaky, he’s never been a loud moaner, but it was extra hard to keep it down when his bully was literally going to town on his cock. you were enjoying him like he was a lollipop. your hand creeps up to his ass, one finger slipping into his hole, already loose from the morning. (he stayed over and you took him to school) he doubles over, gasping and squirming, thighs trembling, and you knew he was close before he even whispered it. he shakes his head violently, nearly drooling at the double stimulation— and just before his stomach spasms and he feels his sweet orgasm, you pull off. one hand firmly squeezing the base of his cock, denying his orgasm.

he cries out, eyes wide as he processes the situation. you stand, legs a little shaky due to kneeling for so long, a smile on your lips. when he realises you weren’t going to let him cum, he sobs, tears quick to come down. his bunny eyes glancing at you meekly as if asking why you stopped.

“oh soobin.” you tease, dropping his cock from your grip. “class is about to start soon, you wouldn’t want to ruin your perfect track record, do you?”

he looks at you in a silent fear at what you’re insinuating, but don’t worry, you were far meaner than that. you pull his pants further down, digging into your pocket and showing him the vibrating bullet you bought especially for him. more tears fall down and you just chuckle.

it didn’t take much for you to squeeze the bullet in. but he was squirming and whimpering the whole way through, shaking his head and looking at you so pitifully.

“you’re… you’re so mean.” his voice cracks, bottom lip trembling.

you wipe his tears with a smirk, pulling up his pants and buttoning his shirt, his hard-on uncomfortably pressing against the fabric.

“yet look who’s turned on.”

☆★☆

in class it wasn’t any better, he was clearly ruffled, his hair tousled, collar undone and eyes red from previously crying. one of his legs was shaking unrelentlessly as he sits down. wincing when he feels the chair press up against the vibrator.

he was hyperaware how each movement causes the bullet to shift. soobin tries his best to reduce the friction and calm his erection down, but oh boy were you mean. just when he thinks he’s got it handled, you prove him wrong.

because the moment the teacher walked in, the torment began. you would periodically turn on the vibrator, making him jolt in his seat and hit his knee against his desk. alerting everyone to him as he lowers his head in embarrassment, whispering lightly that he was fine when the teacher asked. he came immediately with the stimulation. it was even worse when he was given a question to answer, you were unrelenting, turning it on to the highest setting and making his thighs shake uncontrollably. it took all his willpower and more to not burst out crying and moaning in the middle of class.

“choi soobin? soobin? soobin?”

he jolts from his daze, fists clenching painfully hard, nails digging into his palm. the teacher has been trying to get his attention for the past minute. a few students around him whisper and he quivers. glancing back at you for a second, catching your smug look, hands in your pockets; before he faces back at the teacher.

“mr choi, are you okay?”

no, he was not alright. he had busted into his pants for the 3rd time now and you weren’t even going to give him a break!

“yep, perfectly okay.”

the teacher looks doubtful and god soobin just wishes she would stop talking. he really shouldn’t be thinking like this about his favourite teacher. but please shut up and stop asking already!

“are you sure? you’ve looked uneasy this entire lesson.” and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground to die in shame. he bites his lips hard and you turn down the vibration. is this salvation? are you being nice for once?

“i’m sur —ck.” he bit down on his words, because if he didn’t he would’ve moaned in front of everyone in class. you turned it to the highest, and he really just came in his pants in front of the teacher. he was so overstimulated, it hurt to come, his whole body clenched hard so he could keep his trembling down.

thinking quick on his feet, he covered his stumble with coughing. “i — i may be sick.” he stammers, never has he been a good liar, and you snicker at his cover-up. the teacher however seemed to believe him, no reason to doubt the obedient straight A student after all.

“you should rest when you get home.”

☆★☆

class ends officially with the bell. the teacher dismisses the students with a quick reminder of the homework, not as if anyone was listening. soobin somehow managed to last through the whole class. and thank god was it the last class of the day, otherwise he might really have died. he slumps over his desk in a big sigh of relief. he would pack his things and rush out the door as soon as possible, but— he was afraid to even stand up and move. he didn’t want to look down at his crotch, he knew he had thoroughly soiled his pants and it probably leaked onto the seat.

you waited with him, putting every item extra slow into your bag. when the teacher had left the room, telling you two to lock the classroom behind you. that’s when you moved.

you stand in front of him, dangling the vibrator remote in his face. he fiddles with his fingers, unsure on what to say. at least you seemed happy?

“let’s see the mess you made.”

you slide him with his chair away from his desk, exposing his spread legs and like he thought, his crotch was wet with come. it was a terrible (and arousing) sight, there was a huge wet patch on his crotch and a small puddle on the wooden chair. he has never come this much before and you never overstimulated him this much either. all of this and you didn’t even touch or embrace him! you were so so so mean to him, and he felt tears fall again, his bunny eyes looking up at you in humiliation.

he was just so cute, you couldn’t help it. you wiped his tears with your sleeve, cooing at him.

“soobin, are you embarrassed?”

he nodded, beginning to whine as he sobbed more. embarrassed is an understatement, he felt so degraded. but it turned him on so much. he was starting to think he was masochistic, or maybe that’s just how downbad he was for you.

“you were so obedient, you want a reward? what reward do you want?”

you wipe each tear as it falls out, gently cradling his face. he pondered for a second, shaking his head.

“i don’t know…”

you chuckle, pulling him up and his legs shakes, you put his face in the crook of your neck and hugged his waist. he slumps over you and you rub his back. damn. this was comfortable, he never thought his bully would give a single shit about his feelings and you never thought you would ever comfort him.

why did you even bother to comfort him? it didn’t mean you tolerated him or anything. he was just cute that’s why you let him hug you, telling him he did a good job in his ear. there was no reason behind it, like how there was no reason behind you walking him back to your house, hand in his hand. (only because he was too jittery and wouldn’t stop shaking)

“lets go on a date tomorrow.” you deadpan. nothing behind those words, nope, nothing at all. just a reward for his good behaviour.

he looks at you with stupidly cute hopeful eyes, ignoring the uncomfortable squench in-between his thighs.

“you promise?”

“promise. you big baby.”

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bowlofsoob · 6 months

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🎤 thank you, next

social media smau | choi soobin x gender neutral reader

synopsis › in a universe where you and your soulmate swap bodies on your twenty-first birthday and every birthday after that. world renowned soloist soobin is set to have a concert on the day of your guys’ shared birthday, a firm believer he doesn’t have a soulmate and wants nothing to do with them. you, a college student who hasn’t listened to a single one of his songs, swap bodies with him on the day of your final exam and his big concert. you’re now under the public eye for ruining his career and soobin has to deal with your wrath since he failed your exams. he must also process the fact that he does in fact have a soulmate, one he couldn’t care less about.

genre › soulmate au, strangers to enemies to lovers, idol and college setting, crack and slight angst

warnings › swearing, alcohol consumption, ignore timestamps

status ongoing, no update schedule

taglist comment below to be added, asks will be ignored

playlist

NOW PLAYING!

featuring…

↳ yn and locals ⚘ soobin and friends

TRACK ONE: blow out the candles!

01. ticketmaster is evil

02. freaky friday dupe

03. pr team in shambles

04. awkward fancalls

05. go ahead and log out for me

06. his dick kinda big

07. pls don’t yell at me i will cry

08. tba

tba

TRACK TWO: are we 4lyfers ?!

09. pass or fail

10. am i dying alone /srs

11. mom i’m famous

12. breathe if you want me

13. hide and seek

14. left on delivered

TRACK THREE: this song is about you!

15. this one’s for you babe

16. crowd surfing

tba

ENCORE!

#txt smau #txt x reader #txt x gn reader #txt x gender neutral reader #choi soobin smau #soobin smau #soobin x gn reader #soobin x gender neutral reader #choi soobin x reader #soobin x reader #choi soobin x you #soobin x you #soobin x yn #choi soobin x y/n #thank you next smau

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boomboomcat · 9 months

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GAMER!TXT : when they accidentally called you bro while playing.

WARNINGS miscalling, petnames, like one swear word.

GENRE fluff, crack.

author’s note : i don’t think these are accurate but i tried🥲

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astrozuya · 8 months

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⁺ ˳ ☆ SOOBIN + ACTS OF AFFECTION !

✦ content‎: ‎soobin x gn!reader. fluff. 0.2k wc.

( 수빈. ) 🍞 hugging you

soobin's favorite thing about being so tall is how easy it is to hug you— and soobin gives the BEST hugs.

whether it's back hugs where he rests his chin on your head, or long, soft hugs where he picks you up and twirls you around a bit, either way, no one can give hugs quite like soobin can.

( 수빈. ) 🍞 ruffling your hair

he often does it in a playful way, just messing your hair up a tiny bit. binnie loves how cute you are when you pout and swat his hand away, pretending you don't like it.

he'll always check if you're okay with it though, because the last thing he wants is to make you feel uncomfortable <3

( 수빈. ) 🍞 "this reminded me of you"

whenever he sees a funny meme or a cute cat pic that makes him think of you, he'll send it to you :)

he's the type to have a pinterest or weheartit board dedicated solely to your relationship, full of cute pics and aesthetics that remind him of you <3

( 수빈. ) 🍞 playing/fiddling with your fingers

an endearing habit of his is to absentmindedly play with your fingers. most of the time he isn't consciously doing it, it's more of a reflex to reach for your hand.

it comforts him and makes him feel relaxed, and he's always gentle with it. he likes being in physical contact with you, even if it's only your fingers that are touching.

#soobin x reader #txt x reader #txt x gn reader #soobin x gn reader #txt fluff #soobin fluff #txt headcanons #txt imagines #soobin imagines #soobin headcanons #txt soobin #choi soobin #txt scenarios #soobin drabbles

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taeiun · 5 months

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just a little sick with love.

synopsis: it spills out too fast; hard to contain this blurted confession about you (in other words, txt when asked about you during an interview)

who: txt's choi line x gn!reader

categories: a little smth extra fluffy, interview style scenarios

warnings: might be ooc here? reader is referred to as "pretty" and "beautiful" a few times (not in a physical appearance context really), love and babe and jagiya are used as petnames, use of "yn" in the fic, mentions of food and drinks

word count: 0.9k

interviewer: ...but, while we’re on the topic of romance, i’ve heard through the grapevine that you’re currently in a relationship. now, i’m just dying to know, and i’m sure the viewers are too, about who you’ve been seeing so, what can you tell us about them?

✧ YEONJUN !

yeonjun: well to start, they’re the love of my life. [he laughs and runs a hand through his hair with a hum] they understand me in ways no one else would, not even the other members. i can be choi yeonjun with them, you know? not just an idol on stage, not just yeonjun of tomorrow x together. being with them… it’s like walking into a cold room after being out in the sun all day.

interviewer: aw, that’s sweet! how did you get to meet them?

yeonjun: i spilt my drink on them. [he smiles sheepishly] i was in a rush and wasn’t looking where i was going. we bumped into each other and i ruined their shirt. i offered to pay for a new one but the thing about yn is that they’re stubborn. they refused so i asked if could take them out lunch instead. things kind of went from there.

yeonjun: now, they send me tiktoks and reels that remind them of me when we’re away on tour. they surprise me with roses after a show win and always welcome me with a smile, no matter how tired they are. yn is the best thing that’s happened to me and i can’t see myself without them.

interviewer: wow sounds like i might need to sweep them off their feet for myself! [the interviewer laughs]

yeonjun: [he lets out a tense chuckle that ends in a sigh] ah… yeah no, tough luck buddy. they’re mine and always will be.

✧ SOOBIN !

soobin: hmm [he takes a moment to choose his words carefully] where do i begin? [the interviewers laughs] yn is my other half. i don’t really know how else to explain it other than that. they’re effortlessly kind and the nicest person i’ve ever met. they never fail to cheer me up after a long day and are so understanding of my needs. sometimes i think they know me better than i know myself. [he laughs]

interviewer: when did you know they were the one?

soobin: i think i knew we were going to work out for sure when the group and i first went on tour. yn took care of odi for me and sent me video updates. they don’t like recording their voice so i asked them why they sent videos instead of pictures and messages. they replied, “because i know you can’t sleep soundly without hearing my voice, soobin.” i was already in love before then but i think that only grew after hearing those words.

interviewer: if you had to pick between your partner and your career, which would you choose?

soobin: i think that’s an unrealistic question to ask. yn made it clear that they’d never make me pick between our relationship and my idol life. they said i deserved to be happy, to receive the good things in life. for the longest time, i thought i could only have one or the other, a relationship or a successful career, and it wasn’t until i met them that i realized those things could coexist. they’re my biggest supporter and i couldn’t be more grateful for that.

✧ BEOMGYU !

beomgyu: oh, y/nnie! [he visibly brightens] it’s crazy. even though we’ve been dating for a while now, sometimes i wake up and i’m like [beep]... i’m actually dating them. they’re so sweet to me. i’m starting to get cavities from just how kind they are. [he and the interviewer laugh]

interviewer: why them? what is it about your partner that caught your eye?

beomgyu: oh it had to have been their smile. they have the prettiest smile i’ve ever seen and their eyes crinkle in the corners when they do. their laugh is the most beautiful thing i’ve heard. i’d play it on loop twenty four seven if i could. their happiness is infectious. i’ll let you in on a little secret [he leans in, forearms resting on his thighs as he moves to fake whisper to the interviewer] sometimes, they’ll dance and sing around the kitchen when they think im not watching. [he laughs, leaning back in his seat] they probably have way more blackmail on me though.

interviewer: would you say you’re happy?

beomgyu: i’m the happiest i’ve ever been. yn… they make everything i do worth it. i don’t know what i’d do without them. i wish they could see themselves through my own eyes because i think they’re the most stunning and beautiful, in every meaning of that word, person on the planet.

bonus:

interviewer: is there anything you’d like to say to your partner back home?

yeonjun: hey, babe! i hope you haven’t forgotten about our one year anniversary coming up. [he says in a teasing voice] you better be taking care of yourself properly while i’ve been gone. [he smiles warmly] i miss you. tour is almost done, love. i’ll be seeing you very soon.

soobin: i hope you’re doing well, love. you better be asleep when this program is airing and i don’t want to see a single text message from you until it’s morning in your time zone. you can get more work done when you’re well-rested. [he smiles] just a little longer, dear. i’ll be home soon.

beomgyu: yn! i can’t wait to see you again, jagiya. there’s so much to tell you and i miss stealing the blanket from you when we sleep. [his expression drops to a serious, but playful one] i’m cashing in that cuddling coupon you gave me for my birthday last year when i get back and expect top tier service.

^ . _ . ^ !? hehe was inspired by a couple cute insta reels that came up on my for you. next txt post will be for ot5 hopefully as long as i have the time

#txt x reader #txt x gender neutral reader #k-labels #kflixnet #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #txt fluff #txt comfort #yeonjun x gn reader #soobin x gn reader #beomgyu x gn reader #txt scenarios #txt imagines #📹　. . 　by jun　!#txt headcanons #txt reactions

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boba-beom · 3 months

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ fall for you | CHOI SOOBIN

p: soobin x gn!reader .. g: oneshot; fluff, suggestive(barely), f2l .. w: indicating something suggestive at the end, lower case intended, confessions, just tooth rotting fluff and a kiss <3 .. wc: 1.1k .. a/n: he’s so first love material it hurts. it’s been a while since I wrote some cute ass fluff :> wanted to try something a little different ^^’ also listen to old love by yuji, putri dahlia

sometimes you cursed the universe for constantly bringing you people who were just incompatible with you.

your love life seemed to have this recurring theme, almost like a stopwatch counting down the days until things eventually don't work out for you. but it’s not like you knew that was going to happen.

plenty of trial and errors. plenty of disheartened occasions. and plenty of nights ranting to your course mate and closest friend, choi soobin. because it was only him who understood you to the point there was no longer a filter between you, no secrets kept from one another, and him being the first resort as your support system.

soobin always knew the right words to say to keep your mind at ease. always reminding you to protect your peace and that love will always find its way.

and he was right.

it’s been months since your last talking stage, and you were no longer affected by the fact it didn’t work out, and it’s the best you’ve felt for the longest time. unbothered and channeling your inner peace. because you’re not here to chase, no. you were a strong believer that the universe works in mysterious ways, and thanks to soobin, he is a constant reminder of what’s for you, is meant for you.

what started as a platonic friendship, turned into admiration for one another. using each other as support throughout your day to day lives; for inspiration to be a better person each day.

there was a time where a simple brush of the shoulders didn’t faze you, but now you get butterflies just from laying your gaze on his gentle sleeping figure on your couch.

was it the way his hair falls perfectly just above his long eyelashes that were almost doll-like? or the way his nose slopes to a soft curve, luring your eyes to his cupid's bow and uniquely-shaped lips that curved upwards in the corners? his side profile was unapologetically stunning. almost surreal that this person is in your life.

was he always this beautiful?

you think to yourself, or so you thought until you hear a low chuckle coming from him.

“what?” you chuckle along, he was too contagious to not do the same.

“you think I’m beautiful?” he looks at you, sleepy eyes slowly adjusting to the sun rays decorating the room.

“always.”

he laughs again in endearment, reaching out a welcoming arm and motioning you to sit beside him before enveloping around your shoulders. his body radiates warmth, but also security. his larger frame was enough to make you feel protected in his arms, in ways your previous partners never did.

you sit in comfort with him looking down at you. his eyes almost reflect what you think the galaxy would look like at first hand, twinkling with nothing but purpose.

“and you.. you are the most prettiest I’ve laid my eyes on.”

his deep voice almost rumbled against your chest, cheeks warming up from the affection he’s giving you. and perhaps all this time while you were looking elsewhere, the person for you has just been here the entire time.

“soobin, I haven’t been completely honest with you…” your voice trails, but you remain steady eye contact.

his face tilts to the side. his lips presses into a thin line until his two dimples are appearing in front of you. damn those dimples.

your heart races in your chest and you’re chewing the inside of your cheek, nervous to risk something so special, something you’re entirely grateful for. but it’s now or never, right?

what’s meant for you, will be for you.

“it’s okay, you can tell me.” he reassures you with the expanse of his hand caressing your shoulder.

with a deep and steady breath you start, “I like you soobin. more than a course mate who looks out for me. more than a platonic friend. more than anyone I’ve ever liked before. and I trust you wholeheartedly. I like you so much it scares me but I know you wouldn’t hurt me. god, my feelings have grown immensely and I just hope you accept me as I am.”

he was silent. eyes still sparkling, but silent.

a thousand thoughts fly through your mind, and nothing but the drum of your heartbeat and the ticking of the clock flooding in your ears. shit, I’ve messed up—

the sound of your name falls past his lips, regaining your attention.

"I like you too. I always did, and always will. I can't stop thinking about you ever since we met." he looks away momentarily and the same airy chuckle returns, "I just wanted to have you in my life, even if that meant comforting you after an unsuccessful date or talking stage. even if that meant I would get a little hurt inside."

his hand reaches up to cup your cheek, warmth transferring from your skin to his and he looks at you with so much appreciation. your chest heaves a little faster when you watch his eyes flicker down to your lips and back up to meet your eyes again.

"I love you," bringing both your faces closer together. you can feel his little breathes through his lips before asking, "can I kiss you?"

with no further words you hum out a 'mhm' and close the minuscule gap, letting your lips collide gently. they molded perfectly against each other, his pillowy bottom lip against yours felt heavenly. you cup soobin's cheek a little further back that your fingertips are lost in his hair behind his blushed ears. both of your chest heave against each other, as you deepen the kiss, tilting your head to kiss him as if he was to disappear the next day. just incase you thought this was too good to be true. just in case the universe would take him away from you.

soobin's thumb caresses your cheek before he gently holds your chin with his thumb and forefinger, disconnecting the kiss.

"hey, hey, I'm not going anywhere. okay?" his hand moves effortlessly behind the back of your head, luring it forward for him to place a kiss on your forehead. "I'm yours if you want me to be."

"of course I want you to be. I'm yours and you're mine." you watch his lips curve upwards, again decorated beautifully with his dimples.

he wraps his arms around you, his face snuggling in the dip of your neck as your hands roam over his broad shoulders. he lays gentle kisses against your skin, sighing in relief that he can finally do this, and not just in his dreams. his kisses trail up until he's by your ear, spoiling you at your sweet spot, evident from your soft sighs, and he whispers something in a lower octave.

"let me show you how much I love you."

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kyujism · 2 months

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⟢ ◌ texting txt i miss you ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

♡ིྀ masterlist is right here ! genre fluff, smau , pairing ? ot5 txt x gn reader word count none warnings none

a/n : life may be going to shit rn but at least i still got txt!! also my throat feels dry and im losing all my motivation so i js posted sum text msgs 🧸ིྀ

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yawnzbf · 3 months

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⚝ Voicemail

// Choi soobin x gender neutral reader

,,wherein you send a voicemail to soobin saying you miss his stupid face and something more along the lines

,,angst maybe(?) Depends on how we view this, enjoy reading though

[Beep]

Soobin, hey, it's me. I know we were never officially together or anything, but I saw that picture you posted on Instagram with him, and it felt like my heart was being carved out of my chest and stomped on, I guess I just needed to say it out loud, or, well, leave it on your voicemail.

I don't even know why I'm bothering you with this. It's not like we were a thing, right? But your smile in that picture… it hit me harder than I thought it would. I guess I got used to the idea of us, even if we never really defined anything. Maybe I just fooled myself into thinking there was something more.

I know it's silly, and I shouldn't be feeling this way, but damn, Soobin, it hurts- so much. And, I- i don't know, I just needed to let you know. I'm not blaming you- never. you're free to do whatever you want. I just didn't expect it to sting like this.

Anyway, sorry for rambling. It's just that my pillow still smells like you, and I miss your stupid face. I guess that's all I wanted to say. Take care, Soobin.

[End of voicemail]

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neomujinjja · 6 months

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Even if you had a falling out, I’m sure they still care about you, and I hope they’re okay 🫂 I hope your Tumblr still does well 😄

I’d love to see a date night with Soobin. I feel like Soobin is a hopeless romantic 🌹 I wonder what you think he’d do for a date night 🥰

Thank you!!

The Perfect Home Date

Pairing: Soobin x reader

Genre: Request, Fluff

Warning: not edited, lots of mentions of kissing

Synopsis: Soobin plans a home date at the apartment for the two of you. It's a date full of warm, loving activities and kisses.

Note: Thank you, you're so sweet!! I appreciate what you said and your support 🥰. I hope you enjoy this!!

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'I'm here' You texted your boyfriend. Soobin had texted earlier, asking you to come by in comfortable clothing. The apartment door opened and you were engulfed in a hug. The two of you slightly rocked side to side and you gave a kiss to the man's check before separating. Soobin led you inside, bringing you into the kitchen. "I was thinking we make some cookies and then maybe do couple painting." He proposed the idea as he played gently with your fingers.

"I'd love too, that sounds like a lovely date" You told him as you pulled the male closer to you. "What cookies were you thinking of making, Soobs?" you asked.

"Umm, how about chocolate chip and shortbread" He responded. The two of you began pulling out the ingredients needed.

You guys made two trays of the different cookie doughs. Putting the tray of shortbread cookies into the oven, you turned around and gave Soobin a kiss.

The two of you moved into the living room where Soobin brought out three canvases and some paints into. He set the paints in between the two of you and laid the canvases down. "What's the third canvas for?" You asked as Soobin settled down next to you.

"I wanted to do one painting with our handprints together" he told you. "I've seen it on tiktok and I thought it was cute." Soobin continued. You nodded in agreement with him. The two of you painted while making conversation and sharing kisses. The pair of you stopped only for a moment to take the cookies out of the oven. When you both agreed that you were finished with your separate paintings, Soobin grabbed your hand. He gently brushed the paint onto your palm, you giggled at the ticklish feeling. You pressed your hand onto the canvas, angling it to make one half of a heart. You proceeded to do the same with Soobin as he had done and he followed your actions.

"I'll put the paintings to the side while you grab the cookies" the male said after watching your hands. You place multiple of the now warm cookies onto a plate before heading into Soobin's room. You curled into his side on the bed, prepared to watch the anime on the screen.

"This was a perfect date, Soobin. Thank you" You told your boyfriend as you pressed a kiss on his chin.

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woncon · 9 months

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cat cafe date headcanons with soobin !

☕︎ soobin x gn!reader

☕︎ fluff, estabilished relationship, kissing, non-idol au, drabble

☕︎ thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

☕︎ txt masterlist | main masterlist

☽ first of all, soobin is the cutest boy in the whole world (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

☽ he's very excited and, while squeezing your hand, he assures you that he's really looking forward to this new experience: he's never been to a cat cafe before, so you suggested going on a date to one of them. he agreed, thought the idea was cute, and he didn't expect that he would look so forward to it.

☽ he flashes the sweetest smile as he crosses the threshold, and looks at everything with sparkling eyes, even the doormat, on which three drawn white kittens are sitting on a lamppost. then you gently pull him towards the stairs, open the cat door, go up, and everything is so pleasant.

☽ the smell of ground coffee wafts softly in the light of the chandeliers, between the tables and couches. in the corner, two ladies are laughing and passionately petting a gray scottish cat with drooping ears. at another table, a couple is sipping iced coffee, holding hands on the table while watching a sleeping furry animal.

☽ a large, elegant, and curious orange maine coon notices you and gently rubs against you and soobin’s legs. a surprised sigh leaves soobin's mouth.

☽ he bends down and scratches the animal's ears, runs along the line of its spine. the cat blinks flatly and purrs in content. you also bend down and, based on the tag on his collar, you pet hazelnut together.

☽ when hazelnut leaves to nestle in one of the beds, you too look for a place. one of the corner tables, close to the friendly cat, seems just right.

☽ "homely" soobin murmurs as he looks around more closely. the framed pictures of cats and coffee on the cream-colored walls, embroidered cat pillows, and of course, what makes everything special: cat accessories, such as scratching posts, beds, climbing frames, toys, feeders, and the cats themselves, who wander from one guest to another with interest.

☽ it's a comfortable, peaceful place that suits you well. as an added bonus, you both love cats, but you can't have your own at home because of odi. so here you can live out your kitty aunt / kitty uncle status, although it seems that soobin is more committed than you, as he tries to call out the persian cat licking herself under one of the empty tables. he looks at the animal softly and encouragingly.

☽ if you were the cat, you would immediately go over to soobin and settle into his lap, purring.

☽ after you order, the cat makes up her mind to approach. the first page of the menu shows the animals that live here and their names, so you know that the individual with a thick, white coat is called seraphin. she has piercing blue eyes and her entire being is fascinated by soobin as she sits at his feet meowing sweetly. the boy caresses her with his skilled, loving fingers until seraphin finally ends up in his lap, lying down, comfortable and purring. (๑ ˃̵ ᴗ ˂̵)و

☽ "she's purring..."

☽ that happy, proud expression on soobin's face is worth everything to you. the admiration shining in his eyes makes your heart skip a beat, and you don't think coffee could warm your chest more than the love you feel for your boyfriend.

☽ then he divides his attention between you and the cat. he remembers that you wanted to tell him something. you only talk about the little problems of your everyday life, yet soobin listens with interest and love. he doesn't interrupt, he would never do that, he carefully interprets what you have to say, while looking at you, enchanted, as if you were revealing the most exciting facts to him. as if you were a book he was unable to put down, or a song that had to be on constant playback.

☽ at the beginning of your relationship, you often blushed at the intensity of the way soobin can look at you, and the way he reacts, he is moved by what you say: he sighs in astonishment, frowns, snorts disapprovingly, etc. it's a bit embarrassing to know that someone is so focused, so shaken by your words and by you, yourself. and the awareness is also there that the boy remembers what you say, recalls it later, adds comments, and gives excellent advice.

☽ you can count on soobin: if you just pour out your soul, if you want help, he is always here for you(´･ᴗ･`♡

☽ then your monologue is interrupted as another cat jumps up next to you, bowtie, a simple domestic cat whose back is speckled with brown spots. you caress his head, then he rubs his whole body, all the way to the end of his tail, to your palm, and without any more persuasion, he settles into your lap. the sight of his warm, fluffy body, the trust that he gives you, makes you sentimental. you stroke his soft back gratefully.

☽ "where was i?"

☽ "your boss."

☽ "oh, yeah, well..."

☽ but then you confuse yourself because soobin's smile is too distracting and he's a thousand times more interesting than your boss.

☽ "what?" your boyfriend sees that you are silent again, but this time no other cat approaches you.

☽ you kiss him briefly, sweetly, lovingly, then lean away with a satisfied grin.

☽ "nothing."

☽ soobin mumbles something under his breath, then leans close and kisses you longer, tenderly. soobin's lips are soft and just like toffee. ( ´꒳`*)

☽ when the waitress brings your order, you two scatter away from each other. soobin blushes. he likes to kiss you anywhere and anytime, but he always gets embarrassed in public places.

☽ you drink with one hand and dig the other into cat fur. the taste of the coffee is warm, foamy, comfortable, like the place where it is served.

☽ "do we want a cat?"

☽ soobin's question surprises you. you blink and turn to him, the top of your mouth frothy.

☽ "we talked about it being risky because of odi."

☽ there are surprising animal friendships, but somehow odi doesn't seem like someone who would easily cope with a new animal companion. with you too, it took months for him to tolerate you and let you be around or hold him without being a prickly, mistrustful sphere.

☽ "i know, but i'm sure we could fix it. the sound of purring soothes me. and we would be wonderful parents of a kitten."

☽ "we could try."

☽ soobin smiles happily and kisses the whipped cream off you in commitment.

☽ "thank you for bringing me here."

☽ "i'm glad you're enjoying it."

☽ "always, when i'm with you."

☽ these words from soobin's mouth are true and they melt your heart.

☽ it's a cozy cute little date with tasty coffee, a caring boyfriend and a bunch of purring fur-balls. <3

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sstrwbrryccke · 3 months

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— bullying him pt.3 | sub soobin

part 1 | part 2

tags: loser!nerd!soobin x bully!mean!reader, gn reader, possessive reader, mentions of possessive acts, pet play slightly, dubcon, tons of public humiliation, public sex, bullying, mutual pinning with heavy denial, both are obsessed for each other, unhealthy relationships, reader is pretty sadistic, foot on crotch, exhibitionism, handjob, multiple orgasms, public fondling, fluff at end

tag: @zuzuhasablog

you tapped an impatient foot on the ground, periodically checking your phone for the time. he was late by 2 minutes now, and you feel your irritation rise as you type snarky texts to him. how was it that you were the one who came early to the pity date? it was seriously ridiculous. shouldn’t he be on time to the date he looked forward to?

yn: where tf are you? loser: im sorry im sorry im so sorry im coming right now yn: im going to pull your hair out when i see you mutt. loser: im sorry please forgive me

if it turned out that he had stood you up, you were seriously going to rain hell on him. he’s going to get shoved into the locker, have his hair roughly grabbed and face thoroughly punched until he’s bloodied and bruised. though perhaps it wouldn't be that much of a punishment compared to your usual bedroom activities with him. he would probably enjoy the process too; as it meant all your attention was on him. you realised after a bit that he really was a desperate. masochistic. mutt. (or maybe he just craves your validation that badly)

just as you were cursing him out in your mind, you see a tall figure in the distance, stumbling and running towards you like the loser he is. you can tell he spots you as well because he quickly turns to the nearest reflective surface to fix his appearance and hair; even popping a mint in his mouth before running up to you. his face was pink, probably from the exercise— his plump lips pressing into an apologetic smile.

“sorry, i’m sorry i’m late.” he was slightly out of breath from running.

“sorry? fucking mutt. do you not respect my time? if you were any later i would’ve stood your ass up.” you shove him by the shoulder and he looks at you like a kicked dog.

he shakes his head profusely at your accusation, desperately trying to get back into your good favours.

“no— no! i’m, i, i’m so sorry. i respect your time, i’m so dumb i know.”

soobin degrades himself as he chews at his bottom lip, hoping he didn’t upset you enough for you to leave him. he had been thinking about this date all night, he could barely even get any sleep. if he messes up now he’ll never forgive himself!

“—you, you look amazing by the way.” he stammers, fingers fiddling with the hem of his sweater.

“i always look like this.” you deadpan, you didn’t bother to dress up more than you usually do in your school uniform. the most you did was pick out a simple, trendy outfit and brush your hair. bare minimum really.

“yeah you always look- i mean no, not that you don’t look amazing, always, because you do! but you look extra. amazing. compared to, usual…” he awkwardly stammers, making it worse for himself. he decides to just shut up before he embarrasses himself more and you ghost him.

“shut up and start walking, you loser.”

he follows behind you eagerly, glad you still want to hang out with him even after the most embarrassing stumble of his life. though to be honest, he stumbles like this quite a lot, and for some reason, you tolerate it (with only a few snide comments here and there). it was a few quiet seconds of walking, him being too afraid to speak up and you taking sly glances at him.

“why were you late?” you break the air, his head was lowered the entire walk, but he raises his head with your question. he was clearly nervous and sheepish as he averted his gaze.

“i… was picking an outfit.”

you give him a doubtful look and he continues, stuttering. “i— i didn’t know what style you liked. and… and i was trying to comply to your requests.”

ohhh... right, the request. you snicker to yourself. you forgot about that. it was just a small throwaway statement you texted him with no real thought behind it. you wanted to see if he would really follow through or not.

“so? show me.”

he’s nervous again, arms bracing himself as he glances around to check for people. soobin mentally hypes himself up before he pulls down his white turtleneck, showing you the silver collar around his neck. you cover your mouth with an audible pfft, laughing at him and he quickly rolls his turtleneck back up. god he was so foolish, but so obedient and cute.

“and? what about my other request?”

he looks at you wide eyed, stammering. “i, i can’t show you that!”

“did you do it?”

he blushes, hands clutching the edge of your hoodie, looking at you through his bangs. “please not here…”

he begs and you feel your heart soar. fuck, who taught him to act so cute? since when did the nerd know how to play sly? you clutch his crotch to feel for his cock and he silently whimpers.

“you didn’t wear any underwear, good boy.”

he trembles, moving away from your touch to look around, hoping no one caught you two. but his heart was in his throat and he was so excited about the praise you gave. so you liked what he did? he was over the moon. ‘good boy’, he repeated in his head. ‘good boy’.

it was unbearably adorable watching the cogs in his head malfunction, and you had to control yourself from ravaging him right here and there. you take the moment to appreciate his appearance, it was pretty obvious without him having to say so that he put a lot of effort into his outfit. he was wearing stylishly rimmed glasses, a jean jacket with a soft-lined collar, a white turtleneck and black pants. he also managed to get his hair under control, bangs carefully styled and curled.

you always thought he had looks, but this just proved how stunning he could look if he cleaned himself up. everyone else seems to agree too, and you notice the unsubtle glances thrown towards soobin. he stands out, tall and lean with a bunny-like charm. a few girls whispered and giggled, clearly blushing about him. but the attention twisted something dark in your chest, it grasped and dug its filthy nails into your heart. you wanted to lock him in your room and never let him see the light of day ever again. it was an insane thought process, deranged and unhinged. he wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a victim. you needed to get a grip.

you clutch his wrist tightly, pulling him along so he walks faster. he winces at the hold but lets you roughly handle him because it’s almost like you two are holding hands. he stares longingly at your hand and his, wishing you would interlock them again like you did yesterday. when you reach the mall, you watch with silent satisfaction as his eyes rake over the stores. there was a subtle pride you felt seeing him enjoy the choice you made.

“we have some time to kill before the restaurant reservation.”

he looks at you, eyes wide and plump lips smiling, you could almost see his irises sparkling. stupidly hopeful eyes. “you made a reservation for me?”

“don’t look at me like that. i just dont want to wait in line.”

he turns his gaze back to the front as you demand, but you can tell he is still giddy, ecstatic that you put even a sliver of effort into the date. it really didn't take much to satisfy him. even the slightest attention had him trembling. the two of you explore the mall, and naturally, soobin’s nerdy ass is drawn to the anime and manga stores. you tail behind him, mindlessly noting each thing he stares or geeks at.

while he was shuffling through the array of mangas, you pick out a shirt with a few familiar characters on it; you faintly remember soobin mentioning this show when you asked about his phone background. you tap him on the shoulder to get his attention, pointing to the shirt. “isn’t this your favourite anime?”

“oh! it’s limited edition!” he gasps out, excitement in his tone. taking the shirt from your grasp. his eyes widen in glee as he examines the details. the joy didn't last however, and soon he was putting the shirt back on the racks with a meek smile.

you raise an eyebrow “thought you liked it, nerd?”

he shyly looks at you, “yeah, but it’s too expensive.” he admits, clearly embarrassed. he feels like he was parading around his misfortune, look at this loser! no friends, no lover and now he doesn’t even have money. choi soobin, born on this earth and destined to be a loser.

“i’ll buy it for you.” your words cut through his thoughts. his cute hopeful eyes look up at you, and you interrupt him before he could utter out another word.

“but, you need to try it on for me first.” you continue, a pointed look on your face.

he pause for a second, the request was innocent enough, right?

☆★☆

he should’ve known, nothing was innocent with you. that's why he’s standing in the middle of the changing room with you sitting in the corner. a smirk on your lips.

“strip.”

he hesitates, but slowly shrugs off his jean jacket, he’s done this many times in front of you, and you’ve explored every nook and cranny his body can offer. but he never ceases to feel shy in his own skin, especially when you observe him like a collector would with a jewel. maybe its the setting that’s making him bashful, it feels borderline illegal to do such an act in the mall. even though many people have stripped down naked in the changing room, the way you make him feel is so sinful.

he takes off his turtleneck, exposing his bare chest, the silver collar complimenting his pale skin beautifully. it wasn’t much of a striptease and more of an activity he had to get over and done with, but it was still extremely arousing for you. watching him debase himself in his casual clothing. normally you only saw him in his school uniform (bruised, injured, crying, fucked out of his mind and all other similar variants), but watching him in his own clothing made you feel so much more powerful. like you had control and dominance over him even outside of school.

he awkwardly stands in the middle, half-naked. waiting for your next command. it didn't even take that much to train him! naturally so obedient.

“take off your pants too.”

he whimpers at this, clutching at his pants but not making a move. he begs you with his eyes, take pity on him please! not here!

“i’m… not wearing anything underneath”

“i know, take it off.”

“i, i, no, it’s.” he stammers, sweaty hands staining his pants.

“no? are you saying no to me?”

he shivers at your tone, nervously gulping. this didn't seem good at all. “i—!”his ears ring, reverberating in his chest. his right cheek was stinging red. “wh—“

you slap him again.

“mutts don’t talk.”

he shuts up at this, tears threatening to spill onto his glasses. you pull him forward by the silver collar and he helplessly stumbles as you tug him around. you observe the red slap marks on his cheeks, intertwined with his blush.

“you’ve been disrespectful since the beginning of the date. first you show up late and now you refuse to do something so simple? are you trying to make me mad choi soobin?”

he shakes his head desperately, a tear slipping down. he must be the lowest scum of the earth, because the rougher you treat him, the tighter his pants get. he isn’t a masochist he swears, but your attention (no matter good or bad) on him feels so good. he was so touch and attention starved, desperate for any kind of recognition from you.

“i’ll only repeat myself once, strip.”

he stumbles up, shaky hands quickly peeling his pants off his legs. his already hard cock embarrassingly erect and dripping the moment it’s exposed.

“look at that.” you coo, slapping his dick, making precum drip to the floor as he cries. “pretending to be so shy and innocent while you’re sporting a rock hard boner.”

he snivels pathetically, shaking his head and making his hair tousle around. the silver collar glints like a gem in the light. you chuckle cruelly. “okay, put your limited edition shirt on now.”

he bites back a whimper, he wanted you to touch him so bad. but he obediently slips on the shirt, it feels so dull against his skin, barely covering his cock. soobin rubs his thighs together, now more interested in you rather than the shirt. he wanted you to adore and spoil him, hell, spank him and hurt him too— just anything!

as if you read his mind, your hand reaches out, before you could even touch him, he starts trembling. you pull back with an amused smile and he immediately begins to cry and beg.

“no— no please touch me please touch me i’m sorry, i, i wanna, i wanna be good for you please!”

“bunny can’t even keep quiet?” you tease, putting your hands behind your back and he whines. the nickname thumping in his heart.

he starts again, though this time he tries to control his voice, suddenly aware that you two were still in public— only hidden away by a thin curtain. his bottom lip quivers as he moves closer to you, fingers meekly reaching out to grasp your hoodie. he leans his head on your chest and a small weak whisper escapes his pink lips.

“you already own me… so please just touch me…”

a shiver runs down your spine, holy shit this was dangerous. playing sly at first and now coy? he had an effect on you that you weren’t sure you liked. “i get it already so shut up and come here.” you lowly groan, pulling his body flush against yours. he tremors out a whine as you roughly grab his cock. he couldn’t complain though, because your warm hands were embracing him and touching him exactly where he wants. he melts in your hold, face comfortably nestled in the crook of your neck as you played with his cock. his groans and whines die down in your shoulder, and the way you thumbed his slit was almost domestic.

fuck what was this pathetic man doing to you? here you are in the changing rooms, letting this loser hug and sniffle into your shoulder as you jerk him off. the whole situation was bizarre and you were starting to feel lightheaded. weren't he supposed to be the one servicing you?

you press down on his cockhead particularly hard and he cries into your neck, biting the collar of your hoodie as you slide his cock underneath the limited edition shirt, rubbing him with the friction of the fabric. this sets him off, the motion just felt way too good, he keens into your fist, panting into your shoulder as he holds your hoodie tightly.

it was taking a little more than usual to make him orgasm, normally you would describe his orgasm speed as 'embarrassingly fast', but he seemed to be holding out for some reason. you give his cock an experimental squeeze and he just digs his face into your neck more. then it hits you, you haven’t given him permission yet. could he have been waiting for your verbal confirmation? maybe that's why he was squinting his eyes so tightly and biting down on your collar. just the thought itself sparked heat in your lower regions. it satisfied you more than you would like to admit.

so you lean down to where he was tucked, breath touching his ear.

“come for me”

it was a simple test on a guinea pig, cause and effect.

you eye him down as his body quivers, face flushing a thousand shades of red with an embarrassing amount of saliva wetting your hoodie collar. right after the command he releases, cock jittery and shaky as it spurts out come into the limited edition shirt. he finally lets go of your hoodie, taking a second to gain back his strength. when he comes to clarity, you can see the panic set in his throat. staring at the ruined limited edition shirt.

"what do we do? it's dirty now!"

"we buy it, what else?"

he hesitates and you raise a brow. "but, the, cashier she might, see this."

he vaguely gestures to the come stain on the shirt, right above his now flaccid cock.

"so? hurry up and change."

soobin seems troubled at your nonchalant response, but changes back to his outfit as you asked, timidly holding the ruined limited edition shirt. you shove the dollar bills in his hand.

"go up to the cashier, and pay."

somehow he summons up the courage to walk up to the counter, trying to ignore the feeling of his dick making contact with the rough jean fabric each time he took a step. it was all smooth at first, he let the cashier scan the item (making sure the stained patch was hidden), paid with the cash and felt the relief of freedom just as the cashier took the shirt to bag.

only for her to pause, soobin feels his palms clamber with sweat. she was staring at the shirt, an unreadable expression on her face before her eyes meet back with his.

"sir, it seems this shirt is stained."

god please just strike him down already.

"oh." he feels so dumb, only able to let out a sound in response. his tongue wasn't cooperating, how was he going to explain? what could he say? what should he say?

"ugh," the sound of exasperation makes him jolt. she's disgusted. she's definitely disgusted and he can never show his face in this store again.

"—it seems like the only one in stock. i'm so sorry for that sir."

she still doesn't know a thing. his heart was threatening to jump out of his throat. "it's, it's alright." his words came out weaker than he would've liked.

"are you sure si—"

"yes! yes! please give me that!" he couldn't help his sudden outburst, snatching the item from the poor lady's hands and running off in the opposite direction. he was dying from humiliation and his feet carried him like the wind over to you. he bit back tears as he faced you, bashfully showing you the receipt. it was times like this when he wishes he wasn't so tall, it would be so much easier to hide away in shame.

"what happened?" your introspective voice came through, he could hear your smirk.

"she saw the stain" he had to use all his willpower not to cry, hands clutching onto the shirt tightly. it was humiliating to admit, but a small part of him felt relief in his confession— as if the natural progression was for you to give him comfort and ease his anxieties.

"look at you soobin, so embarrassed and ashamed of your come stained shirt." you coo in your familiarly condescending yet comforting tone and he folds, nodding in agreement, tears brimming in his eyes. you rub his cheek, which was still red from the slap. it was such a surprisingly caring act that surprised both you and him, but he melted into your touch like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"you were so obedient bunny, let's go to the restaurant." he dumbly bobbed his head at the nickname. all he could think was how the humiliation was so worth the reward.

☆★☆

the cafe was packed, but it wasn't a big problem in the private booth. you tap your finger on the counter as you watch soobin go through the menu for the fifth time now. indecisive was his middle name.

"hurry up."

"what do you want?"

he's asked this for a millionth time now, could he really not decide without your input? the waiter has been standing there for a good minute. "dude, just choose what you want already. i'm getting impatient."

he purses his lips in clear panic, pointing to a random food item on the menu. "i'll, i'll have this!"

"an extra spicy jjamppong coming up." the waiter escapes quickly, leaving soobin with an exasperated and intimidated expression after having his order read out for him.

"what? loser can't handle spice?" you tease. he looks at you with a frown.

"i can eat spice!"

"right." the conversation ends there, but you weren't just going to just let him off like that. the table was so nicely set up after all, such a thick tablecloth.

"soobin, pull down your pants."

he immediately widens his eyes, looking around rapidly to see if anyone heard. "i, i don't know i,"

"calm down, no one can see under the tablecloth. pull it down." you rest your foot on his inner thigh, signalling to him. he lets out a shaky breath. your grin broadens as his hands travel down, shuffling his pants down to his knees. still paranoid, he takes another glance at the other customers.

you focus on something else entirely, your trailing foot to his exposed crotch to be exact. when the leather of your soles makes impact with his naked cock he wails before slapping a hand over his mouth. his thighs instinctively clamp around your foot, shivering and shaking his head. "mean, you're mean."

his bottom lip was quivering, thighs still clamped tightly as you pressed your foot down harder. "please." he whispers.

"hm?"

"please please ple—"

"here's your orders." the waiter interrupts with both of your orders, soobin glances at the man with terrified eyes, looking over at you in a silent prayer.

you smile graciously (you press harder on his cock) as you take the plates (his thighs shake and you rub your foot ever so slightly), what a nice waiter, of course, you had to start a conversation! (he tried to control his panting but his face was a scarlet red), turns out the waiter was born in japan, how very interesting (you start going in a circular motion and soobin nearly keens), his father met his mother during a road trip! (you knew from his expression that he was already leaking onto your shoes), wow and he's fluent in three languages (soobin's thighs are spasming and you were rubbing him hard, you can tell he couldn't hold it in anytime soon).

"it all started when i encountered a multilingual tourist as a child."

the conversation was a little redundant now, wasn't it? you were talking to the waiter, yet staring intensely at soobin in the eyes, a snicker on your lips. "come again?" you press down, and his body shudders, thighs so tightly squeezed around your foot it could almost cut circulation, he was curled in ever so slightly. shivering in the aftereffects of his second orgasm today.

"huh?" the confused tone of the waiter piques.

"nevermind, thank you for your time."

the waiter leaves, slightly befuddled by the conversation. while you turn your attention back to soobin who is breathing heavily with red-tinted cheeks. "wow, orgasming in a public space again, what a perv."

the words hit him hard in his chest and tears drop from his eyes, he could only let out a small 'sorry' in shame before dropping his head down. his sleeves come up to desperately wipe at his eyes and save some face, at least it was all over now and he could enjoy his meal in peace, hopefully!

"can... can i pull my pants back up now?"

"hmm can you?" you tease, and he pauses, unsure of how to approach the situation.

"can i please?" some begging would do the trick, right?

"you can if you jerk yourself off."

he pouts, and more tears drop on the table as he squeezes his thighs around your foot. but he obediently slides his hands down to try and make himself hard again. his cock was so so so sensitive to the sensation, but limp in his hands. it hurts to stroke, it hurts to touch. the longer it took for him to get it up the more he frowned and panicked.

finally, you had enough, you were just playing with him anyway, so you slide your foot off with a chuckle. he looks at you in confusion. "i was joking dumbass, put your pants back on."

you dig into your food, and soobin follows suit right after he shuffles his pants back on, looking up at you hesitantly. though the moment the food touched his tongue, all he could think was—spicy! now he was crying for an entirely different reason, he was never the strongest spice contender, and this was another league of spice.

you notice his discomfort, laughing when he ducks his head down. "too spicy?" "no..." he responds, surprisingly stubborn on this matter. he pettily eats another spoonful of noodles (swiftly to regret it). you just roll your eyes, watching him eat in amusement.

☆★☆

the date ended smoothly after, nothing else notable happened (other than some pervy touches and teasing from your side), back at your room again (it was a common occurrence for the two of you to stay in your room, he told you once he didn't enjoy staying in his home).

you flopped onto your bed while soobin shuffled in, putting his things neatly to the side and closing the door behind him. he stared at you as you typed messages to your friends (they had been filling up your notifications all day because you were ignoring them), he awkwardly stood near the foot of the bed.

"uhm, i, thank you, for today. i had fun." he starts bashfully.

"so you don't have fun with me every other day?" you deadpan and he stutters, being caught off guard.

"n—no that's, not what i—"

"i wasn't serious, idiot."

he shuts his mouth quickly, silent again and unsure of how to start up another conversation.

"god you're such a loser. look in that bag over there." you break the air, pointing to a grey bag you had been carrying for the whole day. he was curious about it but wasn't brave enough to ask. so when you gave him the go-ahead he didn't hesitate to dig his hand in. when he pulled out a box containing a figurine from his favourite anime, clear confusion was evident in his face.

"i didn't know you liked—"

"no shithead it's for you."

his mouth drops open, bunny-like eyes widening as your words start to register in his head. instantly he lights up visibly, smiling uncontrollably as he admires the figurine in his hands. it wasn't anything crazy, was rather affordable compared to the prices of other figurines, but soobin's heart soared at the gift and he felt like he was on cloud nine. you didn't pay attention to his reaction, or that's how it seemed, because you were secretly staring at every differing expression on his face.

"thank you... i, thank you so much..."

"it's not even a big deal, you're so dramatic."

but it was a big deal for soobin, he tenderly held the gift in his hands. this was the first time he's gotten anything from anyone other than his parents and occasionally aunt and uncle. it really did feel like the two of you were dating, even if nothing is official and the most accurate label on the relationship was 'bully and victim'.

"can i unwrap it?"

"i don't care."

he slowly unwraps the gift, taking the figurine out of the box carefully as he begins to admire all the details of the sculpture. you, on the other hand, admire him, no matter how much you deny it, there was something so addicting about both his happiness and pain. it hooked you on like a drug.

"sleep over."

he knew what you meant, in a seemingly harmless phrase. it often happened like this, an insignificant and passing statement. strange in retrospect, you were his bully and the door was right there, if soobin wanted to, he could make a run for it.

but the both of you knew he wouldn't. your attention was almost an obsession to him, no matter how good or bad.

"okay."

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bowlofsoob · 4 months

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ACCIDENTALLY TEXTING YOUR EX BFF

choi soobin x gender neutral reader

where you and soobin were once close friends until he confessed a year ago and you rejected him because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. after that he asked for some space and you guys haven’t spoken since. one late night you wallow in your pity and reread your old texts and accidentally send one.

__________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

Truth was you didn’t have a meeting with any advisor, but you’d been up all night going through every scenario on how today would go. And most of them ended with Soobin hating your guts forever, so you made up a lie to delay seeing him.

The air was thick with a mix of anticipation and nostalgia as you made your way towards the cafe, the bell chiming and notifying your arrival. You immediately spotted a head of blonde hair in the corner booth, where Soobin was waiting for you. He was dumping way too many packets of sugar into his coffee and looked just as you remembered. Like home.

It had been a year since the both of you last spoke, a long twelve months filled with the echoes of a friendship. You, fueled by a sense of longing and the accidental press of a send button, had reignited a conversation that had been put on hold for far too long.

As you made your way towards him the atmosphere tightened as you started to feel the weight of unspoken words brewing inside you.

Soobin looked up at the sound of your footsteps and mustered a hesitant smile, a mixture of relief and uncertainty dancing in his eyes as you sat across from him.

“Hey,” he greeted, his voice a careful blend of warmth and reservation. You had almost forgotten what he sounded like.

“Hi,” you said, returning the greeting as a nervous smile played on your lips. A sense of awkwardness hung between you two, an unspoken acknowledgement of your last conversation a year ago.

Soobin pushed a cup towards you, steam rising up from it as he placed some creamer beside it.

“I ordered for you, you still like it the same way right?” he asked.

“Yeah, you remembered,” you comment, looking up at him as you take a sip.

“How could I forget?” he laughed. A laugh you could recognize anywhere.

“It’s been a while,” you start, awkwardness still lingering between you both.

Soobin took a sip of his drink, his hands too big for the cup as he broke the silence.

“Yeah, it has,” he spoke, memories of a year ago still weighing on him. It was like a barrier that the both of you wanted to dismantle.

“You know, I’ve missed you,” you admitted, finally meeting Soobin’s eyes. The vulnerability laced in your voice was palpable, yearning for a connection that once was.

Soobin’s expression softened, a flicker of emotion crossing his face. He hesitated before nodding, “I’ve missed you too.”

There was a weight of unspoken words hanging between them and you could sense Soobin’s guarded heart, a reflection of the hurt you caused him a year ago.

After a few more awkward glances you finally navigated the delicate dance of a conversation with someone who once confessed their love to you.

Soobin told you about Yeonjun’s crush on Beomgyu and how he called it months ago. He showed you new photos of his pet hedgehog and how he shit in Yeonjun’s room. You learned about all the gossip he’s heard from the semester and the professors he’s grown to hate. As you both chatted about the past year you couldn’t shake the desire to address the lingering emotions. You knew Soobin wasn’t going to bring it up, leaving you guys standing at the edge of a confession that neither was brave enough to voice.

Soobin feels it too, the precipice you both are on.

He wants to jump.

“Bin, there’s something I want…no. I need to say,” you confess, earnest.

Soobin looked up from where he was in the middle of showing you photos from his summer trip, curiosity and caution wavering in his eyes.

“What is it?” he asked, shutting off his phone.

You forced yourself to take a deep breath and continued, “Back then, when you confessed your feelings, I was scared. Scared of losing our friendship if things didn’t work out. But over this year, I’ve realized I miss more than just our friendship.”

Soobin’s gaze on you intensified as he searched for the unsaid words.

“I missed you…because I have feelings for you too,” you confess, “Back then and I still do.”

Soobin’s eyes widened, a mix of surprise and relief washing over his face as he set his mug down.

“Yn, I…,” Soobin swallowed, a hint of nervousness stopping him, “I never stopped liking you,” he admitted, his tone sincere. “And I wouldn’t let our feelings ruin what we have, I value our friendship too much to let it be overshadowed by my feelings. If you’re still willing, maybe we could figure this out together.”

As the weight of the confessions hung in the air you found yourself at a loss for words and could only dumbly nod back at him.

“I'd like that,” you managed to say.

Soobin’s gaze softened, a hint of remorse in his eyes. “Yn, I want to add something,” he begins, voice tinged with shame, “I’m sorry for asking for space and leaving you for a year. I regretted it everyday and it wasn’t fair to you, I could’ve dealt with it better.”

You met Soobin’s nervous gaze, the air heavy with unspoken forgiveness.

“I understand,” you reply, “How could I not? We both could’ve done better but let’s just move forward.”

“I'd like that,” Soobin smiled, “Can I sit next to you?”

You scoot over and let Soobin join you on your side of the booth. His body was pressed against yours in the small booth as he kept sending you glances. You were still in a state of disbelief as to how things worked out, fully expecting Soobin to laugh in your face at your confession.

Instead here he was, cheeks turning pink everytime you guys brushed shoulders.

“I know we’re in public but…I really wanna kiss you,” Soobin whispers, turning towards you.

“I’ve been wanting to for a whole year,” you whisper back.

Soobin holds back a smile and fails. He cradles your head, his hands swallowing you whole, and leans in to give you just a peck.

“Not enough?” he asks coyly as you pout.

Soobin surges towards you again, this time licking your mouth open and tasting your coffee flavored breath. You’re both the same amount of desperate and assertive, a year’s worth of lust fueled into one kiss.

Soobin catches your bottom lip between his teeth and swells them prettier.

He feels like home.

__________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

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heartbrkr · 1 year

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make you feel alright

SUMMARY You weren’t looking, but you’ve found a gap in the clouds.

PAIRING choi soobin x gender neutral!reader

GENRE established relationship, slight hurt/comfort

WORD COUNT 1k

WARNINGS none

AUTHOR’S NOTE i'm incredibly love deprived i need a soobin in my life. this is very self-indulgent, lowkey a rant, and inspired by yellow days’s gap in the clouds. enjoy!

MASTERLIST | REQUESTS: OPEN!

You have a tendency to keep a nonchalant front, including around the people you can comfortably call good company. It is as it seems: a coping mechanism because of all the previous unpleasant experiences you’ve encountered throughout your lifetime. These walls have been around ever since you were young, but you’ve learned to make peace with them, knowing that those you trust the most could suddenly leave you high and dry after they think you no longer benefit them. You’ve learned to see the negative aspects of people before getting to know them, expecting them to walk all over you. That’s why you could only call a handful of people your friends; it’s better to be safe than to be sorry. But again, you’re still wary. The only person you’ve really, really opened up to about all this is your current boyfriend, Soobin.

He knows that you don’t purposefully shut yourself out, distance yourself if you feel you’ve overshared enough for the week, get into one-sided conflicts with friends (and not confronting them about it because according to you, “if they wanted to know how I feel, they would”), and the like too many to list. It’s become second nature to you, and he’s been patient enough to learn how it works, how your mind works.

“I like being around you. I like being with you.” When Soobin heard your mumble from the sofa where your figure was slouched, he didn’t know how to process these words. Mainly because they made his heart feel something he couldn’t name; all he knows is that his heart is rushing with overflowing love for you. It didn’t help that the article of clothing that adorned your torso was one of his sweaters.

“Yeah?” As he walks back to you with the water he grabbed from the kitchen, you continue your unfiltered, yet endearing chatter. You accept the glass he held out to you with a grateful nod.

“Your presence… you know when the sun peeks through the gap in the clouds?” He’s silent after your confession, not wanting to disrupt your train of thought, but he nods. It takes a lot for a person to acceptingly experience vulnerability, especially if it is something they resent. You take a sip of your water, gently putting it down on the glass table making sure it doesn’t spill before carrying on.

“It’s like that. Ever since you’ve been around, things feel lighter and brighter. I love how you make me feel.”

”The first time we met, though I believe to this day you are the most enchanting being I have ever laid my eyes on, my intention was never to get romantically involved. But I knew I wanted you in my life for the rest of my time somehow.” At this point, your hands have seeked out his and the sight is what your eyes chose to rest on. Your fingers lightly scrape over the surface of the bracelet Soobin is wearing; you bought and gave it to him after you received your first paycheck. It was a good day.

You aren’t seeing how Soobin’s attention is so focused on you. Anyone could hypothesize that he’s hypnotized solely by your existence. You tell him that all the good in the world is stored in him, especially his eyes and smile. He teasingly begs to differ every single time, but you’re just fortunate you’re at the receiving end of his loving sight and adoring grin.

“But I fear that one day, your heart stops yearning for what I offer you, that you leave me with the mark of you and I have to live through everyday from then on without you. Me, personally, I’m not saying you will, but my mind’s conditioned me to think that the possibility is always there.”

There’s a beat of silence so that Soobin could absorb what you dumped on him, but he doesn’t really see it that way. He’s forever thankful that you trust him enough to talk about these things with him, knowing how closed off you are.

You speak up again, hoping that he’s had enough time to process what you’ve told him, “thank you for caring. I’m sorry if I’m ever too much.” You finally built up the courage to divert your eyes to him, your hands still fiddling his own.

In classic Soobin fashion, he tilts his head slightly at your statement with a pout and you want to tackle and squish him for it. You held back, deciding that there’ll be proper times to release your cute aggression on him.

“Why should you thank me for that?”

“You know.” Of course he does, he just wants to hear you say it. You don’t want to give him the satisfaction.

He slowly lets go of your hands, which results in you looking at him aloofly, and reaches out to engulf you mellowly, “don’t be afraid.”

You’re annoyed because your eyes start to water and you can’t control them. Your one hand continues to rest on Soobin’s back, while the other weakly hits his head.

“My intention wasn’t to cry today.” You complain, your statement muffled by his shirt. He chuckles a little too happily for your liking, so you smack him again.

The gentle flutter of the electric fan, the humming of the refrigerator, the beating of each other's hearts, the occasional leaks of the kitchen faucet that has yet to be repaired; all these build up the serenity that settles in Soobin’s home.

“You make me feel alright, I hope I do the same for you.”

And with perfect timing, the warm glow of the sunset embellishes the living room, though it isn’t as warm as the embrace you’re in. Soobin hugs you tighter than he did a minute ago; it’s almost like he’s afraid to lose you (he is), even if there isn’t any distance left to close. It was enough to make you doubt your own overthinking. “You do. If our paths didn’t cross when they did, I would’ve lost my mind.”

Everything is temporary, but each moment you spend with Soobin makes you forget that.

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dootiexcupcake · 1 year

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I read that Soobin used to be bullied :(

Just a fluff where reader protects him from his bullies and comforts him

I nvr heard that he was bullied! that’s so awful :((.

Also! I’m so sorry it took me so long to post this, I do hope you enjoy it tho <33 and tysm for the ask ( ＾∀＾)

CW: bullying

I can see Soobins s/o being very VERY protective over him after they learn about him being bullied.

Soobin loves and appreciates you dearly for that, don’t get him wrong. but having to relay the events back to you and detailing how little he was able to verbally fight back or despite his best efforts to make them stop they still wouldn’t let up. he would feel so much humiliation bubbling up in him and also feel tears begin to prickle up in the corner of his eyes. he hated how weak this made him feel. he felt like a kid running home crying to his mom every single time he would tell you about it and it crushed his pride.

It all boiled over one day when you saw the situation in person yourself. You were on your way to walk Soobin home when you heard a commotion of hushed whispers, shoes harshly scraping the ground, and the distinct sound of sniffling. You’re curiosity got the best of you and you followed the sounds until you found their origin.

You felt your stomach drop when you saw Soobin surrounded by a group of people all taking turns shoving and hurling vile insults back to him.

You didn’t wait a single moment before you rushed forward and shouted for them to stop! Everyone, including Soobin, stopped what they were doing and turned to look at you.

“Who are you supposed to be?” The tallest male in the group sneered gazing down at you with dark eyes. Sizing you up. But his height nor his tone deterred you from stepping up to him and shoving his finger in his face, “who do you think you are for messing with him, huh?!” Your brows furrowed even more when the group began to laugh loudly at you. Admittedly, hearing them cackle at you so maliciously did sting. Just a bit. But your determination to get Soobin out of this mess far out weighed those feeling and you refused to back down.

“All of you fools are a bunch of losers for ganging up on one single guy anyway, and yet here you are laughing at me? I guess being going around being and being a massive waste of air is trend now! Just leave him alone!”

In a perfect world, that would have been the end of it and they all would have backed down and let him be. But sadly this world is filled with miserable people.

They didn’t stop insulting Soobin. As a matter of fact they started attacking you as well. You finally had to grab Soobin and walk away when they shoved him so hard he fell to the ground. If you stayed there any longer your temper surely would have gotten the better of you and things would have gotten violent very fast.

You both walked silently back to Soobins apartment, with the occasional glances over your shoulders to make sure you weren’t followed. When the door closed behind you Soobin immediately burst into tears with his hands covering his face. You went over to him and cupped his head in your hands. You didn’t even have to say anything, you knew exactly what was wrong and from the way his sobs were becoming uncontrollable, you knew he was holding this all in longer than he had said over the phone.

You both were sat on the floor of Soobins apartment foyer. Him resting his head on your shoulder, knees to his chest as he hiccuped a few sobs.

“M’sorry. Sorry that you had t’come down and see me like that…I’m so pathetic.” He murmured, never once looking at you. The shame of it all forbidding him from doing so even if he wanted to. You put your arm around his shoulder and squeezed him tight, “Soobin, my beloved, I do not find you pathetic. Not in the slightest! Please don’t ever say that about yourself because it’s just not true at all!” You heard him let out a shaky sigh. “I just…I just feel so weak for having to have you come and rescue me like I’m a damsel in distress.” Soobins knees pressed closer against his big body, as if he was trying to completely fold himself in half. “it’s more humiliating than the bullying itself.”

Your whole body deflated hearing him say that, along with a tidal wave of emotions. You were furious at those jerks for making your Soobin feel this way about himself, but you also felt like your heart just sorrowfully snapped in two.

Going back out, finding those people, and making them pay would surely make you feel better. But the logical part of you knew very well that Soobin needs your comfort and support right now. So that’s what you’ll give him.

You shifted your body and tried to awkwardly prop Soobin up so he would look at you. The process was..very silly to say the least. So much so that the two of you just had to briefly chuckle at the state of yourselves. You used the lighthearted moment to speak up, “I don’t think any less of you. I never have and I never will. The only negative feelings I have are towards the people who hurt you. Not you. You are not less of a man just because some people who are clearly insecure says you are. They’re wrong Soobin! All of them!” You we’re looking straight into Soobins eyes as you affirmed him, making sure your speech was crystal clear so he would get every single word.

Soobin smiled weakly at you and nodded his head, the tears in his eyes gradually coming to a stop.

You know that the damage done by bullying wouldn’t be undone by one simple pep talk, but you were more than happy to be apart of Soobins support system to help him out along the way.

“Ok, let’s get up now, yeah? My butt is starting to hurt sitting on this hard floor.” You joked as you stood up and stretched. Soobin laughed at the sudden shift in mood and he grabbed your outstretched hand and got up as well. When he got on his feet his eyes met yours. Both of you stood there for a moment until Soobins lips caught yours in a short and sweet kiss.

When he pulled away he rested his forehead against yours and nuzzled his nose against your nose.

“Thanks for being here for me.”

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Ayo, i SUCK at writing conflict like that confrontation scene was straight out of a early 2000’s live action Disney movie I am sooo sorry💀

#soobin x reader #choi soobin x you #choi soobin x reader #txt soobin x reader #txt x moa #txt x y/n #txt x gn reader #soobin x gn reader #txt x fem reader #txt x you #txt x reader #anonymous ask 🥷#txt fluff #txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt angst

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taeiun · 4 months

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"it's 3 am wtf."

aka. sending them a random photo & saying "sorry wrong person" after

categories: gn!reader, crack, fluff smau 　　 warnings: one piss joke in beomgyu's part. lmk if there's anything else it's late here.

notes: im going to fight memi message in a dq parking lot for messing up hyuka's messages mORE THAN FOUR TIMES NOW OML- also ignore the time stamp in hyuka's, i edited my phone time for this lol

✧ YEONJUN, SOOBIN, & BEOMGYU !

✧ TAEHYUN & HUENING KAI !

^ . _ . ^ !? all photos used were saved on my phone. don't question anything i beg of you

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boba-beom · 1 year

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❦ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 | TXT OT5

pairing: txt x gn!reader

genre: fluff!!| headcanons

warning(s): situationships, endearing terms, jealousy, a lot of physical affection, mentions of cuddling, light hearted teasing, tiniest bit suggestive, mentions of kisses, mentions of making out, mentions of arguments, mentions of food, lowercase intended. let me know if I've missed anything!

wc: 1.5k

a/n: happy valentine's day angels, here's a little thing I decided to post sooner than later :>

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 — it's ironic how the both of you grew closer after he tried to help you score a date with one of his friends, after spending so much time planning things out, you eventually grew fond of him and his squeaky laughs that only you've heard. at one point, he admitted that he was becoming hesitant whilst helping you with his friend because he was jealous that all you would talk about is him, but ever since he gained your full undivided attention; he's shown you so much affection, showing you how much he cares for you.

at times when your schedules matched up, he would come by to your apartment and find you busying yourself with uni work / working on your laptop. he assumed you hadn't eaten yet and he assumed right. he's usually the chef when he comes around, cooking you good food, making sure you're eating well to gain energy to study.

when you're going out together to run errands—or just randomly wanting to leave the apartment— both of you unintentionally, or intentionally, wear either matching or complimenting outfits. he's so tall compared to you, you would have your arm linked with his. when you stop in the middle of your walk, he rests his chin on the top of your head, his hands rubbing your shoulders with such gentle movements, people may even mistaken you for a happy couple.

however, there's been times when soobin has been asked to join his friends when they go out. you waive off the offer to come with, suggesting that he should have time to explore and meet new people. it's just that deep down, you're his home. his comfort.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧 — you both met during college and after getting to know him through those years, you basically know everything about each other. even down to the smallest detail. yes, yeonjun is extremely attractive and you never thought he'd feel the same about you, but after sharing a spontaneous kiss one night, when it was a just-in-the-moment thing, both of you can't get away from each other.

you hang out a lot, whether it be with your mutual group of friends or just the two of you alone. when it comes to a group hangout you're always sat so close to one another, him cupping his hand on the side of his mouth as he whispers something totally unrelated to the situation, emitting giggles out of you, sometimes even lightly smacking his arm with the back of your palm.

"hey guys, don't you think jjun and y/n would be a really cute couple?" one of your friends would speak out, but you both look at each other and shrug it off with a chesty laugh. every one of your friends are aware that there's something going on between the both of you, but neither of you were bold enough to say it how it is. why is that? you're aware of the people who are into yeonjun, who wouldn't be? he's talented, charming, and very easy-going, yet he's just so attached to you.

you would sometimes find him casually wrapping his arm over your shoulder—which is fair enough, that's what friends do right? but having him kiss your forehead and then your shoulder every time he gets up to leave your side says otherwise. just being satisfied with how your current situation is with him meant that there was no need to change anything about that, maybe it's the fact that you've grown accustomed to your routine.

𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 — you actually used to find beomgyu unbearable. he was constantly on your nerves ever since your best friend and their partner decided to have a huge hang out with both your friend group and theirs. although he was the first to talk to you from the other group, he was also the first to fold after getting to know you a little more.

it started with him light-heartedly insulting you upon your first meeting, to him genuinely making you laugh, then to him asking for your socials, to him randomly messaging you at unusual times—late night was not as bad, but at the dusk of dawn was interesting. and now he randomly comes over to chill in your room or take you out for a drive around the outskirts of the city.

apart from his comedic persona, he can be very much protective over you. when you tell him you have somewhere to go late in the evening, he'd be on your ass asking questions left, right and centre. you admit you found it annoying, you weren't anything more than friends, heck you two literally disliked each other from the start and now he's here nagging you about the dangers of other people and their intentions with you.

it would lead to arguments, screaming at each other until he sighs and kisses you to shut up. "you're so stubborn sometimes." is what he'd say, breathless in between each kiss. "oh, and you're not? you're so annoying." is what you would proceed to tell him, tugging the collar of his shirt to draw him closer as possible. and to think this happens often yet this is just your dynamic. no one's aware that you spend so much time together, never mind knowing about whether you two have kissed or not. some times you even surprise yourself and turn these heavy kisses into make out sessions, in which you act like the argument never happened when you wake up in the same bed the next morning.

𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 — your favourite tsundere. you were somehow drawn to his aura, despite him being quite closed off. not knowing what he's thinking in the given moment, nor whether he even likes you or not. he was just an interesting character to be around. you weren't too sure when you grew comfortable with each other.

however, you started to notice something during summer last year. you had a picnic with your group of friends at the park, and the sun setting caused the breeze to get a little chilly. you were laughing along with the rest of your friends until you felt the warmth of someone else's jacket placed over your shoulders—it was taehyun's of course. he never said anything, just placed it on you and continued participating in whatever group conversation was going on.

you notice it more as time passes, surprisingly still really close with him. you soon came to accept you just have this unspoken routine of him accommodating you with whatever it is you need without having to say anything, or you giving him that physical affection that he secretly enjoys.

cuddling on the sofa has become one of your most recent habits, him sitting with his legs stretched out along the length of the sofa, and you situated between his legs while his chin rests on either your head or your shoulder. his hands would always be fiddling with the string of his hoodie—that you've stolen at this point since he keeps giving you his outerwear to wear.

you would point out attractive people on the t.v and joke around a little, "i think you should start dating again, tyun." "ah, i'll pass. i like how things are now." and he wouldn't trade that for the world.

𝐇𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐤𝐚𝐢 — the sweetest guy you have met and he's still just as sweet. the both of you are around each other so often you've started to pick up each other's habits and mannerisms, that even when you're apart, people can sense that you've spent so much time together.

he's someone you can definitely call your life-long friend, but you weren't in the mentality about settling down with someone. kai was super understanding of your decision and he was always there when you needed him, coming by your place and bring you plushies that he doesn't really need anymore. that's only because he thinks you need that sense of comfort more than he does.

you reciprocate those intentions, offering him to go on long walks at your nearby park. even sitting on the hill, peering over the rest of the park below, and having your temple lean on the comfort of his broad shoulder. there's times he'd push you until you're staring up at the sky, and you yank the hood of his puffer coat so you're both giggling side by side. the next second you end up attempting to picture what you see in the clouds.

there are times where the both of you are in your own world when you're over at his dorm. not that you hide away in his room, but you're both sitting on the ground, backs leaning against the foot of the sofa while the rest of his friends take over the seats of the sofas. yet, that doesn't bother you because you're having the time of your life with kai. there's no room to complain about discomfort when he's squishing his cheek on your temple, holding his phone between the both of you as you endlessly scroll on tiktok together. sometimes he'd place a gentle peck where his cheek once laid, though it's something you're so used to, it still pulls an involuntary smile on your face.

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