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yoonpurplerose · 4 months

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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

• 𝐲.𝐣𝐡 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

• 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 (𝐦𝐝𝐧𝐢)

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The boys were having a getaway vacation and Jeonghan invited you. It was going to be the first time you’ll be spending the night with your boyfriend and the thought of it made you really nervous.

It‘s the night before and you had Jeonghan on a video call as you packed.

“Did you put away your toothbrush?”

His sweet voice echoed around your bathroom as you looked for some travel bottles.

“No Hannie, I still have to brush my teeth in the morning, so I’ll be packing that last.”

“Oh right…”

You laughed as you rummaged through some more drawers. “Maybe I should be asking you what you packed.”

You saw him folding some clothes to put in his duffel. With his black hair in a ponytail, you stared a bit longer at how good he looked. Jeonghan noticed your silence and caught you staring.

“Don’t worry love, this is all yours by tomorrow.”

“Oh shut up.”

You took your phone, leaving the bathroom to the bedroom. You placed Jeonghan on your side table.

“Will it be cold there?” You asked as you open your closet.

“It’ll likely be chilly at night, so I would bring a sweater.”

“Awww, you’re not going to offer me your hoodie or something like they do in the movies?”

“I’m sure you already have a couple of mine laying around.”

As he said that, you took one off a hanger and held it up for him to see. He laughed as you proved his point. “I was looking for that one a few days ago.”

Moving to pack your sleepwear, you paused and debated. It would be your first night together and a part of you wanted to dress a bit more “exciting”.

“Hey Han, what do you usually wear to bed?”

“Nothing usually..” You snapped your head at your phone in shock. He wiggled his eyebrows at you. “No, I’ll at least have underwear on. Maybe a shirt. Unless you don’t want me to?”

“Charming. Maybe I’ll pack a sleeping bag, just in case.”

“Hehet. What are you going to wear to bed love? Any surprises for me?” He gave you a playful smirk.

“You’re all talk you know that?”

You fiddled with the soft nightgown in your hands. Tomorrow was starting to give you butterflies.

…

The boys were playing foot volley outside. Judging by how loud it is, you concluded that everyone is at least a bit tipsy. You were shivering a little in Jeonghan’s hoodie as you watched the game on the side bench. Soonyoung came out and sat next to you smiling a little wider than normal.

“Hey you.” He says poking your leg.

“Hey yourself.” You poked him back.

“Did you get to play?”

“I did. You were busy playing karaoke. I can hear you guys from out here.”

You both broke out in laughter as Mingyu kicked the ball to his face. Soonyoung leaned into you a little, tears in his eyes from laughing. You let him stay on your shoulder.

“Oh by the way, we thought it would be nice to let you and Jeonghan-hyung have the master bedroom.”

You looked at him surprised. “No, Soonyoung it’s okay. We placed our things in one of the double bed rooms. You guys can share the master.”

“No really. Think of it as like a gift from us, you know? For taking care of us once in a while.”

You contemplated a little before responding. “That’s really sweet, thank you.”

“The room is also at the far end of the hall. You know it’s also for us, so we don’t end up hearing anything that happens in the middle-OW-OW-OW!” He yelped in pain as you pinched his cheeks. “In the middle of what???” You teased as your grip got tighter.

Jeonghan watched you and Soonyoung on the sidelines. He could tell his friend was causing trouble. Once he got the ball, he kicked it to your area.

You see the ball head towards Soonyoung, so you placed out your hand to block it. Jeonghan ran towards you with an innocent look on his face. “Sorry, I missed.”

“Mhmm, cause you can miss that badly.” You stood to try and square up to your boyfriend. He laughed before pulling you into a kiss. “You were jealous.” You said lowly.

“Maybe.” He took the ball back and the game resumes.

“Ewwww Hyung!!! Get a room!!!” Dino shouted. You giggled and sat back down with Soonyoung. He gave you a knowing look. You rolled your eyes in response and continued to watch the game.

…

It was getting late, so you helped Jeonghan and Mingyu get the other members to bed, starting with Soonyoung.

By the time everyone was settled, most of the alcohol left your system. You walked around the place once more, checking that everything was turned off. It looked very cluttered, you couldn’t help but pick up a couple things off the ground.

“Hey, leave it. We’ll clean up tomorrow.”

You felt Jeonghan’s warm hands on your shoulders as you threw away what was left in your hands. He was about to head down a different hall before you tugged at his shirt.

“Your kids moved us to the master.” You explained. Jeonghan chuckled, taking your hand and giving it a peck. “Does that make them your kids too?” You shook your head. “I’ll pass.”

Jeonghan locked the door and started to take off his shirt. You were too shy to look, so you pretend to rummage through your suitcase. “Is it ok if I shower first? I’m all sweaty from playing.”

You crinkled your nose at him. “Yeah good idea.” He laughed throwing his damp shirt at you. “That is disgusting Han.” You chucked it immediately in a little hamper.

Minutes later he came back out, towel around his waist. You noticed his hair was still dripping, so you placed a smaller towel on his head adding in a longer kiss than normal. You pulled away to see him looking dazed.

He leaned in for more, but you turned quickly to head to the bathroom. “That was rude.” He called out after you.

Post shower, you should’ve went out of the bathroom 10 minutes ago but you couldn’t help but overthink. In the mirror, you continued to analyze every part of your body. The nightgown was shorter than you remembered, hanging a couple inches below the hips. Underneath was a laced cheeky bottom of the same colour.

Exposed. That’s how you felt.

This was a bad idea. The little bit of alcohol screamed at you to just get it over with. He’ll love it. You knew it, but it still made you a little nervous.

Throwing all damn out the window you stepped out of the bathroom to find the room…empty. You sighed at the temporary relief.

Tsk. You bent down to collect Jeonghan’s clothes and towel from the floor.

“PFTT-!!!”

Quickly, you turned to find your boyfriend sputtering water all over the place. He started coughing violently, so you rushed to take the cups from his hands before rubbing his back until he stopped.

“Are you okay?” You tried to find his eyes. Jeonghan refused to look below your neck. He swiftly turned to close the door and lock it before facing you again. “You’re so lucky no one else walked in.”

He looked disappointed.

“Sorry.” You huffed. That was not the reaction you wanted. You head back into the bathroom to finish your night routine without another word.

Jeonghan sighed sensing the tension. He wasn’t sure if he fully understood why you were upset, but he had a guess.

After calming a bit, you headed back out to see your boyfriend on his side of the bed. He smiled at you apologetically, reaching an arm out gesturing you to join him.

“Come here.” He then patted his lap.

You tried to act confident as you moved to straddle him. Even though you weren’t looking directly at him, your peripheral saw him watching your every move.

Jeonghan placed his hands on your waist, his thumbs creating circles on the fabric of the gown. “I like this. You look so good, and I’m sorry about earlier. I was acting jealous again. Did you wear it for me?” You nodded still looking away. Jeonghan gently placed his fingers below your chin to turn your head.

After a few seconds of watching each other in silence, you both leaned in for a kiss. Moments later, you started feeling something hard shift underneath you. You started to giggle in between kisses.

“Well what did you expect would happen?” He pulled away with furrowed eyebrows, a little embarrassed at the situation. You teased him and wiggled your hips, causing him to take in a sharp breath. His grip on your waist got tighter to hold you still.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

“Ok then.” You started to get off, causing Jeonghan to whine and hang on to you tighter. He rolled you both over so he was on top. “Do you think we can ever live together so every night could be like this?”

His tone of voice got serious. He searched your eyes for hope that you were on the same page. It was endearing. You smiled at him twirling his hair around your finger. “A little early for that Han, but one day I would like that too.”

Jeonghan rested his head on your chest and sighed contently. A few minutes pass by before you felt his fingers creep under your gown. You placed your hand over his to stop it. His head rose quickly at you with a pouty face.

“Am I really not getting any tonight?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his expression. It was surely an eventful first night together.

…

It was the next morning, everyone was packing up with a goal to leave after lunch. You were changed and ready to go, double checking under furniture and pillows to make sure nothing is forgotten.

Jeonghan went up to you, placing a kiss on your temple. “Nice to see you walking normally.” You scoffed and nudged him lightly. “Oh please, it wasn’t that great.”

“From what I heard, seemed like it was pretty good~~” Soonyoung called out from the hallway. You could feel your face get really warm. You debated on getting an Uber home. It would be better than facing anyone at the moment. Jeonghan massaged your shoulder to comfort you.

“Hmm, maybe our room should just be in a separate unit altogether, right love?”

#yoon jeonghan #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan #jeonghan scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #seventeen

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magisland · 7 months

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PAY ME A COFFEE

author’s note: i really liked to write it thinking that this happens in the same universe as joshua’s one and even thought about turning it to a smau or something like that, but i think it’s better not, right? don’t know if it would come out nicely.. anyways, enjoy it!!

“eyyy, i’ve already told you it’s not like that. i only find them attractive, that’s all! i don’t even know their name, i only see them going to work because we take the same bus.”, jeonghan says to the phone while walking with airpods and a coffee on his left hand.

“you’re basically trying to say that you have a crush on them but you’re too afraid of talking to them so you just became their stalker.”, seungcheol says on the other side of jeonghan’s phone, “hannie, they’re not gonna talk to you, you always tell me that they’re always with their eyes on magazines or on their phone, so just make a move for god’s sake!”

“hey i’m not a stal-“ jeonghan was interrupted by someone who bumped into him, making his coffee fall out of his hands and meet the floor. “yaah! what the-”

“shit. oh my god i’m so sorry, i was a little bit distracted and i’m in a hurry, i’m really sorry!” you say picking up jeonghan’s coffee from the floor. jeonghan is just standing there, he was ready to complain with the person who bumped into him, but when he saw you he froze, he couldn’t argue with his bus crush.

“cheol, i’ll call you back later, bye.” jeonghan ends the phone call and looks at you standing up to give him what left of his coffee. “you really drink the coffee from this cafe? jesus christ, thank god i made you drop it, i just saved your life.” you say smiling and fixing your hair.

“pa-pay me a coffee.”

“what?”

“you made me drop my coffee and even complained about me buying it in this cafe, you should buy me a coffee then, a good one.”

“hey, i didn’t complain about it, just said that i made you a favor by dropping this nasty coffee but alright, how much do you need it? is ten dollars enough? i’ll give you fifteen so you can buy something more, i recommend the sector 17 cafe, i only buy my coffee there.”

“i don’t know where this cafe is. take me there.” he smiles a little bit.

“ah.. but i’m already late, can’t i just give you the money? you can find the place by searching it up or asking someone.”

“then give me your number and you can pay me a new coffee when you’re free.”

you laugh at disbelief, but you smile right after. “it’s fair, hand me your cellphone.” jeonghan hands his cellphone right away with his smile growing bigger and bigger as you type a cellphone number on his phone and give it back to him. “here, now i have to go. sorry for the coffee again!”

he watches you go away and quickly calls the number you typed. “hello?” you say and only hear a chuckle, you turn back to see the man who you bumped into just to see him smiling at you with his phone in his ear, “seriously?” you say in a serious way. “just wanted to make sure you gave me the right number, now that i know you did, i can hang up. have a nice day.”

you chuckle as soon as he hanged up and go back to going to your work, but this time you go to a different direction, leaving jeonghan who was watching you fade away with the crowd finding it stranger, but relieved that today he’s not taking the same direction and bus as you and leaving you with the thought that he’s stalking you.

“they’re really something..”

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m00mis · 1 year

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hello~ i saw that you're accepting requests and i really like how you write seventeen. 🥺 if it's not too much can i please request a scenario where seventeen tries to make up with their partner after a fight? thank you and i hope you're having an amazing day/night! ♥️

thankyou! that’s the best compliment <3 i took my sweet time doing this sorry they’re kind of long… hope you enjoy!

how seventeen would make up after a fight

cheol - he is devastated. so angry at himself and always blames himself for every fight. cries after bad ones because he cant imagine losing you. he would be very scared to attempt to make up with you because what if he says the wrong thing? so he writes his thoughts down and memorises what he wants to say but when your eyes meet his he forgets it all. it doesnt matter though because you can tell how sincere he is, he’s on his knees with his big eyes, long eyelashes wet, begging for forgiveness. he doesn’t need to say how he’s sorry when its written so clearly right there on his face

jeonghan - would text your best friend for advice on what he should do, not because he doesn’t know how to make up with you, but because he needs to know if you had said anything that he could fix and how angry you were at him. after confirming the details he would trap you in bed with him lying on top of you, smiling at your irritated expression, pressing tons of kisses to your whole face until it softens. when you finally gave in he would sit up and hold your hands in his saying how sorry he was and how you should forgive him because honestly what you were angry about was a little silly (“have you been messaging friend’s/name again? goddammit hannie.” “i had to know! it’s not like you were in the mood to tell me what was wrong 🙄”)

joshua - loves making you something to show how much he appreciates you. your bedroom is covered in trinkets and little crafts he has made for you to express his feelings so this time he decides to sculpt a vase. he picks out the flowers for it especially, making sure all the flower’s meanings amplified his apology. he also got you jewellery that you had been wanting and waits by the front door for you to return home to present them to you. he would say how sorry he was, taking your hand to show you the table where the vase with flowers is surrounded by candles, with your favourite food laid out. “i love you so much y/n, i’m truly sorry”

jun - he dislikes confrontation so would avoid you to give you time to cool off. the fight was accidental, he wouldn’t have hurt you on purpose but he takes time to understand your point of view. endearingly sits next to you and listens to every word you say. after you’ve explained yourself he would give you a big hug “i understand now, i’m sorry for what i did” and give you a little kiss before trying to lighten the mood by playing with your hair or booping your nose or something lmao

hoshi - he would lock himself away and rake through his song library to find the perfect song that encompasses all his feelings, then find you and drag you to his room, making you sit down and listen to this perfectly selected song that can speak for him and he stands there facing you grooving to it, mouthing along to some parts and clutching at his heart at the end. luckily the fight wasn’t too serious or you would beat his ass. he’s too cute (and cunning), he knows that this way you would forgive him, but he’s still scared after the song ends when he has to start using his own words “what i say always gets me in trouble”

wonwoo - this one is hard because i really can’t see him getting into that much difficulty in a relationship? i think if something came up it would be because you wish he would communicate a bit more with what goes on deeper inside him. but he would apologise straight away after he saw the slightest change in you and explain that he just couldn’t find the right words to express himself eloquently. but i also feel sometimes he would stay up late and talk about things that would metaphorically say what he wants to tell you, very poetic man when the time is right

woozi - man is extremely gifted with his words and knows just what to say to you at any time. a huge comfort knowing that he is a word wizard because no matter what, he says what you need to hear. i actually don’t think he would like writing songs for you in the sense that his work and you are completely separate to him and if he merges them in any way it will lessen the importance he holds for you. he gives you himself in his raw form and wants you to accept that, as he’s such a perfectionist in his work. polishing his feelings for you in a song would take away the raw power of love he has for you. so he would just give you his feelings right there, apologising and letting the words fall so he gets his feelings out before he starts overthinking and they have the chance to form into something he doesn’t mean

dk - his emotions are so big he wears them on his sleeve which means when you two fight he is so visibly upset. overthinking 101 and might go to one of the members, probably minghao for advice. he would book a hotel in your favourite city, so you could get out of the environment that is straining your relationship. he would pack everything for you and would plan out your trip with a plan a and b incase you just wanted to relax together. he’s so giving and just wants to see you happy. it really hurts him when you’re stressed out. he’d serve on you hand and foot and that’s how he would apologise. at the end of the trip he would say he’s sorry for letting things get so rough between you two and promise to take better care of you

mingyu - he would knock on your bedroom door and whisper through it explaining how sorry he was, edging the door open, slowly shuffling in just so he can hold your head in his hands and wipe away the tears he caused with his thumbs. you wouldn’t make eye contact with him but he pulls you in to his chest to cuddle and rocks you while apologising and tries to sort the misunderstanding out while stroking your head. later on he would cook you your favourite meal and watch you eat it. he would refuse to eat any because its all for you, “and anyway, i’m already full with love”

minghao - goes for the longest walk to take time to mull it over and analyse. he’d learn from his mistakes and realise what he should have done and how to improve himself for you. but he wouldn’t take it as a negative. he would come home with food he had bought walking back to your place and explain how you two fighting is a sign of good emotional boundaries. it shows you still stand up for yourselves as individuals, not neglecting your own values and views. he would respect you even more and it’s a learning curve, just a bump in the road that strengthens your bond.

seungkwan - would be extremely worried and stressed out, replaying the fight over and over in his head. he would approach you very gently, wanting to talk. because you two always confided in each other, when you didn’t tell him what was going on he would begin overthinking and spiralling, he wouldn’t sleep or eat. he knows you need space but because you were so close, not knowing how you were feeling was wrecking him. he just wants to listen to you and know what is going on in that beautiful mind of yours!

vernon - classic romantic guy that will do acts of service and buy gifts like flowers, chocolates, clothes, cute classic apology gifts. he can’t figure out the right thing to say when he’s the one who made you upset, he doesn’t want to make it worse. only after the air had cleared a bit he would sincerely apologise and promise not to repeat his mistakes. he would take you out on a date to a fancy restaurant, but you would feel so out of place that you leave and go get takeout and ice cream instead, eating it in his car while listening to music. he would joke about how uncomfortable it was in the restaurant and how this is way better but he really wanted to treat you to show how much he cared for you. you'd have a very long, deep talk together in the car before heading home

dino - he would be so confused if you didn’t accept his apology right away and he’d ask all the members “why wont she forgive me i’ve done everything wikihow told me to” making them sigh in disappointment. when he starts to accept you’ll hate him forever, you finally forgive him. he is so happy, practically jumps on you to get you to go out and drink with him to celebrate. after way too many drinks he would confess how scared he was, how much he loves you and how he would do anything for you. you had to drag him home and tuck him into bed while he rambled on about how you’re the love of his life. he only stops saying that he loves you when he passes out in bed. when you get in he wraps his arm around you and mumbles “i love you” again before starting to snore in your face

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channieaddict · 5 months

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LEE KNOW STORY (messages and written text!)

-when you want to break up with lee know

- read it to find out more!

(warnings: light cursing, fake friends, argument, lmk if i forgot something)

a few days later....

*you felt so bad for saying these things but you really trusted your best friend, how could she do something like that but maybe minho was right and she feels something for him. you just hope that he forgives you for your mistake..*

*so you drive to their dorms with sweaty hands and you were so nervous, you ring the doorbell and han opens the door for you. he immediately hugged you tight*

han: gosh bubbie.. i missed you so much, i'm so glad that you changed your mind and that you're here now!

y/n: i missed you too hannie, i didn't mean to be mean over text, i just didn't know what to do. everything is so overwhelming, i'm really sorry.

han: don't worry, i would've done the same thing.. go to lee know now, he's already waiting for you. good luck bubs

y/n: thank you hanji

*he looked at you with a big smile, you smiled back at him (ofc)*

*you go to the living room where lee know was with seungmin, they both looked at you when you walked in*

seungmin: y/n you came

y/n: of course!

*he gave you a quick hug and a little smile. he whispered in your ear 'he's not mad, don't worry! good luck'. you smiled at him and whispered back 'thank you again'.*

*he goes out of the living room and now you were alone with your ex boyfriend and you suddenly felt so nervous again, losing him over something this dumb would break you into a million pieces. you both love each other truly but sometimes misunderstandings happen and then everything goes so fast*

lee know: you can sit down if you want

y/n: oh yeah thank you!

*you go and sit down near to him, he's watching every move you make. he seems so nervous as well, he's playing with his hands and he's shaking with his left leg. you lay your hands on his leg and he stops moving it*

y/n: it's okay lino, i should apologize to you for being such a dumb girl, i should've listen to you. but when i saw this picture, something happened inside of me, i was so heartbreak and then i didn't knew what to do. my best friend said that she saw you with another girl kissing and i believed her of course because we're friends since childhood, why would she do something that would break my heart but i should've know that she's into you.. she acted so weird when you were with us all the time but i didn't noticed. i'm really sorry for blaming you for something you never did, i can understand when you don't want to talk to me anymore like i wouldn't talk to you too when you would blame me for cheating, but you should know that i'm really sorry and that i love you more than anything else in this world..

*you looked at the ground slowly tearing up because you felt so guilty for doing that, lee know hold your chin forcing you to look into his eyes, he smiled at you*

lee know: how can i ever be mad at you huh? you're so adorable. of course it broke my heart a little because i felt like you don't trust me, i would never ever cheat at you. you're the love of my life, i got so lucky with you and you're the reason why i'm so happy all the time. your best friend wanted to hurt you but i don't know why… we should definitely text her to come over, we can't leave this like that. she hurt the both of us. i love you more my kitty!

*he leaned in to give you a kiss and of course you couldn't stop yourself and kissed him back immediately after a few seconds you broke to kiss and he pulled you close to give you a lovely hug*

y/n: you're the best thing that ever happened to me

lee know: i feel the same my love

*han and seungmin came into the room, with big smiles on their face*

han: i missed them both so much

*you all laughed*

y/n: you're so cute bubbie

*han blushed a bit and seungmin slapped his shoulder*

y/n: baby you should text her maybe because when i say she should come to the dorm she will notice we made up so could you text her?

lee know: yes, i'll text her real quick

*after he texted her you and the boys talked a little waiting for your "best friend" until she came, you waited in the living room with han and lee know opened the door*

*when they came in f/n was shocked when she saw you*

f/n: what are you doing here, i thought you broke up with him?

y/n: i realized what a fake friend you are, saying that lee know kissed another girl instead of seungmin, what the actual fuck is wrong with you? i gave you all my trust and all these years of friendship was nothing to you? i've never been so disappointing in a person but you are different, i never wanna see you again after this but why did you do that, give me a reason. why??

f/n: i fell with lee know at first but he always had eyes for you like i was trying everything to get his attention but he never saw me, it was only you. i hated you the day you told me that you guys were together, you never did something be you always had his attention just looking at him and you had all his attention. i was so jealous of you that's why i did that, you broke my heart and i wanted to take revenge for hurting me like that.

*all of you were shocked, her personality was so toxic. you always trusted her with every piece of your heart*

lee know: i fell in love with her because of her personality, she never tried to get my attention while everybody else was carving for it, she's something special for me because she didn't care that i was famous while everybody else did. i love her so much for excepting me as a person not as an idol, i would never got together with you because your personality is so ugly like you only deserve the bad things! doing something like this to your best friend is toxic, she's too good for you so leave this house right now and never contact us ever again!

y/n: our friendship is over, you're dead to me!

f/n: i never wanted you, i was friends with you because you had so much friends and money.

*your tears are falling, she was really important to you because she was always there, your first break up, your first kiss.. you've gone through so many things but she was always there and now you realize that everything of that was just show, nothing was real to her*

han: enough go now.

*han pushed her out of the door and closed it*

lee know: baby don't worry.. i know it hurts but you have us and we will always be there for you no matter what. we all love you so much *hugs and kisses*

y/n: thank you my love..

*han hugged you guys too and you were so happy to have them but you knew that you won't forget that thing with your ex best friend so fast but you have to look forward*

(end)

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cas-skz · 1 year

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FRIEND IN NEED

Han x Chan x Fem!reader

You and Han have a spicy sex night but you didn’t realize how loud you were until it was too late. Han wants to help his friend and you’re the perfect medicine.

| non idol au | established relationships |

18+PLZ&THNX. MDNI

Warnings: smut. girlfriend sharing. pet name (good girl + baby girl) unprotected sex. creampie. overstimulation

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

Writers note: Felt like spicing things up yanno. enjoy. didn’t edit this but read over it once so sorry if there’s mistakes. cas xx

“Oh god” Han said breathlessly, his eyes wide as your body shook violently under him. “Are you okay? Did I do it right?” He panicked, thought the smile he saw on your face made him calm.

“You did” You manage to get out, struggling to catch your breath. The spot underneath you was soaked, as was your legs and Han’s stomach.

You quickly reach down for his cock, stroking it a few times before guiding it to your entrance. “That felt so fucking good Hannie…” You whine, both arms falling above your head as he thrusted into you.

Your walls clenched tightly around his cock, the sound of your wetness cutting in between moans.

Han’s thrusts we’re slow and timid at first, only starting to pick up at your request. Your fingers found their way to your clit, rubbing fast circles as you cursed loudly.

“Does it feel good for you Hannie?” You moan, your free hand massaging your breast as you looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

He nods immediately, eyes locking with yours as his body moves quickly. A small smile taking over his face when he sees you starting to watch his cock slide in and out.

Han’s hand replaced yours as he yanked you closer, pressing on your pelvic bone as his thumb moved quickly against your clit.

Your eyes rolled back as your body bounced, the moans and whimpers escaping your mouth not letting up.

You didn’t realize how loud you were screaming until Chan opened the door, “Are you guys o….okay.” His words were quiet as he stared in awe.

“Hannie…happening…a-again.” You moan out, your eyes opening and immediately locking on Chan.

You tried to get Han’s attention to tell him to stop, but you were too dick drunk and stunned to form any words as you peaked again. Han quickly pulled out as your juices flew, your body convulsing uncontrollably.

You flipped around to hide your face in a pillow, your finger pointing behind you to let Han know.

Han finally noticed the older male, who tried to quickly leave but ended up falling over something.

The two laughed and chatted, though it was all muffled to you from under the pillow.

Han slowly creeped up and tucked the pillow down so he could see you, placing a quick peck on your cheek. “It’s okay baby girl. He was worried someone was hurt.” He chuckled, pulling the pillow from you.

Your face was burning red, body still twitching slightly from feeling shy and slightly embarrassed.

“Can I ask you something?”

You flipped back around to look up at Han, but noticed Chan was still in the room, a hand rubbing on the back of his neck as he looked at you with soft lust filled eyes.

Han knew Chan had been stressed lately and with a little convincing, you gave in.

Chan was bigger than Han, stretching you out as thrusted slowly.

You were holding onto Han, who sat next to you, praising and bragging about you to Chan.

“She’s such a good girl, Chan. I’m so lucky I get to fuck her so much.” He hummed, kissing your head gently.

Chan laughed at Han, “I get why you’re always so late.” his thrusts picking up sweet as you clenched onto Han’s arm, digging your nails into him.

Chan smirked to himself at the sight of you starting to cum, teasing Han that he probably beat him in record time. “She was warmed up for you!” Han laughs, tho his attention was focused on you when your body started to shake, covering Chan with your release.

You pulled Han close to you, roughly kissing his lips as you grinding your hips down on Chan’s, “You like his cock, don’t you baby?” Han whispered

You bit your lip hard and whimpered, not realizing you were the one who was doing all the moving. Slowing down a bit, you caught your breath, “It feels so good Hannie.” You whined.

“You want him to keep fucking you, my pretty girl?” Han asked, brushing some hair from your face.

“But I’m yours.”

Han nodded, “You always will be mine.”

He helped Chan flip you over, positioning you with your ass up and bottom half slouched over Han. “I wanna watch my pretty girl get fucked.”

Chan quickly thrusted into you, groaning and hissing about how tight the different position was. “Right?! It drained me the first time. Good luck dude.”

Han held your chin in his hands, watching as you bit you lip hard. “Open your eyes babe.” Han whispered.

You did as he said, one hand gripping his thigh as the other held you up. You could barely keep yourself together, head spinning from how good everything felt.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as Chan started to cum, pushing you to your peak as well. Han kept his eyes on you, letting your body fall forward onto his.

You laid vibrating on Han, exhausted and unable to catch your breath.

Chan quickly rolled off the condom and put his clothes back on before walking over to the side of the bed. “You know, I needed that, thank you.” He said patting your head, you flipped him off jokingly.

“Okay now she’s mine, go away.” Han laughed, giving him a fist bump and quickly discussing plans for the next day before he headed back to his room.

Han held you close tightly, rubbing your back as you slowly scooted up to reach his lips. You kissed him softly at first, deepening it after a few seconds. “I love you so much Hannie.”

“I love you too.” He smiled, pecking your lips gently. “I’m sorry I kinda put you on the spot there, I hope you’re not mad.”

You shook your head, reaching over to grab some baby wipes to clean yourself up. “It was kind of hot, mainly cause I was just picturing you the whole time.”

“Seriously? Even I would want to take that all in. He’s hot.” Han admitted.

“Oh, should I call him back so he can fuck you now?” You joked.

“If I was a girl! Don’t touch my bummy.”

You poked the side of his butt, to which he stuck his tongue out at you.

“Really though, he’s been super stressed. I told him he needed to let a loud off but he insisted he had no time.”

“So you offered me up like a slice of pizza?” You ask dramatically.

“No!” He laughed, shaking his head. “Well kind of I guess, but it was to help our best friend!”

“Ya, ya.” You laugh, leaning up to deeply kiss his lips. “Next time I want a few hours notice.”

“Not for me though, right?” He smirked, flipping on top of you, his lips instantly finding your neck.

You moaned quietly, tilting to your head to give him more access. His teeth and lips worked at your skin.

“Anytime, anywhere with you.” You breathed against his ear.

His kisses trailed down your body, leaving goosebumps in their path. He kissed each of your hips bones before his tongue gently over your sensitive clit.

Han’s arms wrapped around your legs, pulling your core towards him. His tongue moved slowly over your clit again, slowly flicking.

“Hannie…” you moan quietly, wanting to move but being held down by his grasp.

He worked his tongue slowly, not to fast, but not to slow. His pointer finger teased your swollen entrance, sliding it inside a couple times.

Your head fell back, hips leaving the bed slightly before being pulled back down. His mouth never left your pussy, pushing you wards your peak.

You balled a first in his hair, a happy muffled moan escaping his lips as he picked up speed.

“Please fuck me…Hannie, please I need you.” You could feel yourself twitch as his mouth moved to your lips, deeply kissing you.

The tip of his cock swirled slowly around your wet entrance before pushing inside. Han grabbed one of your hands, interlocking your fingers as his thrusted slowly.

Your lips still moved slowly with his, barely leaving each other in between soft moans and smiles. “I love you so much.” He said between kisses.

“I love you too, always.”

You could fell every part of your body tingling. Every little movement Han made sent chills up your spine. You felt your walls starting to contract already, Han pulled away a bit.

“Wait for me.” He whispered, wanting to finish together.

You nodded and held on, returning your lips to his as his thrusts started to deepen and speed up the tiniest bit.

Han’s cock stiffened inside you, poking your g-spot repeatedly. “Hannie…” you whine, your lips losing his as your head fell back.

“Hannie, I need to cum.”

His eyes met yours, his free hand cupping your face as he glanced down at you. “Let’s cum together baby.”

You watched as his thrusts started to slow and his cock started to twitch inside you, sending you over the edge, soft whimpers leaving your mouth before Han kissed you again.

His body lowered to yours as you started to come down, legs shaking and clenching at his body, holding him inside you.

Your lips found each others again, softly kissing for a while until you found the energy to shower and change the soaked sheets.

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young-dumb-and-vaccinated · 3 years

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Hey 👋

I swear I'm addicted to your writing😁 Thank you for the amazing post❤

Can I request a usually calm reader coming home to Hanni and Wil with n bruise on their cheek and/or blue knuckles from n fight. And when they question reader they find out reader defended their relationship.

Them reacting to reader with cigarette burn scars from childhood or self harm scars.

Sorry if it's specific I had a dream about the first one and I'm insecure about my scars😅 Also if it makes you uncomfy ignore me🤣

Have a wonderful day/night/afternoon💕

Hey anon, sorry it took me a hot minute to get to this. Hope you enjoy!

Gender neutral y/n comes home covered in bruises. Their lovers Hannibal and Will need to know why.

trigger warnings: blood, threats of violence, mention of firearms, stalking

You spit a mouthful of blood into the snow before you even thought about turning the doorknob. Any random passerby would look at you and think you were attempting to rob the place. You couldn't say you disagreed, though: your hood was pulled over your head and you held a tire iron in your singular non-bleeding hand.

You knew it wasn't wise to let the old-money Baltimore socialites catch you in such a compromising position, but you had to double-check your mental map of the house one more time. Hannibal would undoubtedly be cooking; hopefully so in his element that he wouldn't notice you slipping by. Will was the one you had to worry about. When it came to you, he'd become as alert as a German shepherd with protective instincts to match. Where he was in the house was anyone's guess, so you needed to be on guard.

You removed your heavy boots and opted to leave them outside. You then tossed the tire iron behind a nearby planter and slowly, quietly turned the knob. The door creaked as it opened, making you cringe. The sight of neither of your partners immediately running up on you was a bit of a relief; you hadn't been discovered quite yet.

You just needed to make it upstairs so you could barricade yourself in the master bathroom and use that oh-so-rare sliver of privacy to cover up your bruises. Then you could climb down the trellis, grab your shoes and make a proper entrance with hello kisses and whatnot.

"[F/N]?" Hannibal called out before you could even breach the threshold.

With no thought on your mind other than "fuck", you turned your head away from the direction you heard him. "Yeah, I'm home."

"I'd rush to give you a kiss, but I'm a little tied up at the moment." He said, undoubtedly grinning to himself as he trussed a chicken with sturdy cooking wire. "So you'll have to come to me."

"Oh, yeah." You called back. "Let me just get cleaned up first."

"If you insist." He said with a dramatic dip in his voice. "But hurry right back. Dinner is almost ready."

Hurdle one was cleared. Now all you had to do was clear the second, much higher hurdle.

You ascended the stairs, but forgot to skip that one consistently creaky step that always alerted the dogs. A small army of dogs came pouring into the upstairs hallway, blocked only by the baby gate Hannibal had installed as a compromise. Enthusiastic barks filled the foyer as you desperately tried to calm them down from the top step.

"Winston! Max! Harley!" You rattled off as many names as you could remember. "Hush, please!"

"[F/N]?" Will said, turning the corner.

You momentarily considered throwing yourself down the stairs. It would be easier to explain the bruises and you could still soak up that sweet, sweet throuple affection without having to tell a story that even you didn't entirely believe. Common sense, however, kept your feet firmly on the ground.

Will appeared in your line of sight. You pulled the brim of your hat down and stuffed your hands into your pockets. "I, uh- forgot how to open the gate again."

The dogs parted in Will's path and he looked at you with suspicion as he effortlessly opened the gate. "Is everything okay?"

You turned your head to the side. "I'm fine. It's just really cold outside."

"I'm sure those wet clothes aren't helping." Will cocked his head. "We can start by throwing that hoodie in the dryer-"

Before you could pull away, he pushed your hood and your hat off in one fluid motion. He knew what was going on.

"I'm no doctor, but I don’t think busted noses and black eyes are side effects of low body temperature." He said, folding his arms.

You put your hand up, unintentionally revealing the bruises on your knuckles. "You learn something new every day."

You tried to scoot past him, but he grabbed your hand and pulled you back.

"[F/N]--" Will said, a blistering fury beginning to percolate in his chest. "Who did this to you?"

"I ran into a bus stop." You lied, not even trying to make it sound believable.

"That bus wouldn't have happened to be headed to Dacula, would it?"

Your silence spoke louder than any excuse you could think of.

Will sighed. "Right. I think I know what happened."

"Will, I-" you protested.

"Save it for dinner." He scolded. "I'm sure Hannibal would love to hear this."

You'd been found out it was much worse than anticipated. You felt like you were on trial, which, given the circumstances, you could have actually been on trial in a real court of law on the charge of aggravated assault. However, that didn’t make you feel any better.

Hannibal demanded an explanation and couldn't wait until dinner. He was willing to let one of his culinary masterpieces burn in the oven, knowing of course that a much rarer delicacy was in the cards once you gave him a name.

He brushed his finger over an open cut under your eye. A light click of his tongue reached your ears as he examined your face.

"Give us a name, love." Hannibal probed, holding your jaw between his fingers and following the trail of bruises down your neck. "Who did this to you?"

"It's not a big deal, really." You assured him, squirming against his grip. "I started it."

"Now that, I find hard to believe." Hannibal contested. "You're not a preemptive strikes kind of person."

"Nor would you go all the way to Dacula to throw a few punches." Will added, approaching you with an ice pack.

"Okay, so maybe I finished it." You corrected.

Hannibal smiled proudly to himself. "That's more like it."

"What exactly did you finish?" Will asked, gently placing the ice against your bruised knuckles.

You sighed. You mentioned Dacula once and they already knew the answer. They were just waiting to hear you say it.

"My ex-boyfriend, Sidney." You leaned back on your one good wrist. "He was a being a completely irredeemable shit, as usual-"

"Details, darling." Hannibal said in too singsongy of a voice than was really appropriate while wrapping your hand in gauze.

"Acting entitled, talking like I belonged to him-"

"You have no idea how little that narrows it down." Will shook his head.

You were compelled to agree, but couldn't bring yourself to admit that and the fact that you ever dated Sidney in the first place. "Right."

"That isn't out of character for him." Hannibal said.

"And certainly not enough to make you willingly drive back out to cousinfuck nowhere to beat him up." Will finished.

"I didn't go out there with the intent to beat him up!" You contested. "He said that if I could meet him for coffee he'd never speak to me again. I know it's a lot of gas money, but I really was gonna hold him to the whole 'never speaking to me again' bit."

"So what happened?" Will asked, growing impatient.

You looked at the ground, embarrassment stopping the words at the tip of your tongue.

"Somehow, he caught a whiff of our... arrangement." You tightened your hands into frustrated fists. "And he made some really shitty comments about... you."

Hannibal and Will exchanged looks. They let the silence linger, urging you to fill it.

"He went into obscene detail about how mmf threesomes are his favorite category of porn," you tried not to gag as you recalled the disgusting details. "And then said if I 'let him watch', he wouldn't tell the local baptist church that I was a whore-"

"The man is a pig." Hannibal said, matter-of-factually.

"I got up to leave." You continued. "Obviously. Then he said he knew where you lived. Announced it to the whole diner. Started to go through his list of semiautomatic weapons. So to make sure he knew I meant business-"

"You threw the first punch." Hannibal finished the thought for you.

You nodded. "Naturally."

Will smiled to the floor and pushed his glasses up his nose. "I would have loved to see that."

"As much as it pains me to say," Hannibal began, resignedly agreeing. "It's only fair that you stand up for us the way we stand up for you. From time to time."

Will brought your bruised knuckles to his lips. "Though we desperately need to teach you how to dodge. Because the next time you come home covered in scratches, someone will pay."

You took both of their hands. "I should get beat up more often."

#hannibal lecter #hannibal x reader #hannibal x you #hannibal nbc #will graham x reader #will graham #will graham x you #hannibal x you x will #hannigram x you #poly hannigram #hannigram #hannigram x reader #anon request #anon ask

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serenityseventeen · 3 years

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[10:04 pm] || yoon jeonghan (윤정한)

Jeonghan had just returned home from a long day of working and practice.

He was exhausted and wanted to through himself on the soft covers of the bed and sleep but, his stomach was growling at him, telling him, “you better feed me!” even though he had eaten less than 3 hours ago.

That's why he was in the kitchen, sitting on the clean, cold, and smooth countertops. He sat with his legs together and his hands clasped in front of him as he watched you, his beloved, make him a delicious evening supper.

The house had all lights off because you had been getting ready for bed, but now, the kitchen light was flicked on. The other light coming from the house was the lamp in the bedroom that was forgotten that it was still on.

“Sorry, again,” Jeonghan said, looking at you apologetically. He didn't want to make you cook so late at night when you could've been sleeping soundly.

“Stop saying that you're sorry, Hannie,” You replied, stirring some vegetables in a wok. Some stir-fried food was all that you could make at the moment since groceries had been continuously put off for the past few days due to work. “I should be sorry for not refilling the groceries.”

Jeonghan smiled softly. Your back was turned to him and he couldn't but gaze over your beautiful figure. Your hair was still wet to a certain extent because you had taken a shower less than thirty minutes ago. You were already changed into your pajamas, a loose buttoned-up shirt, and some shorts that went down to the middle of your thigh.

What he loved the most about your pajamas was that the shorts had back pockets. He shouldn't have been looking at your bum since that was the most gentlemanly thing he could do at this late hour, but he found himself grinning.

You were eyeballing seasoning packets into the stir-fried meat and vegetables when you felt something slip into your back pocket. Immediately, you knew it was that naughty hell of a boy, Jeonghan's, hand.

“Gosh...” You mumbled as Jeonghan watched you cook with tired eyes, his other, unoccupied hand, flat on the counter of the kitchen.

“What?” Jeonghan asked, smirking smugly as he leaned in a bit closer to you, his breath tickling your ears. His hand that was inside of your back pocket stayed still. It had become a habit of his over the past few weeks.

You turned to Jeonghan, fed up but not hating it, and just sighed. Jeonghan found this to be adorable, so, he gave you a soft peck on the cheek.

Sometimes you wondered why you had to be married to the most annoying little bastard in the universe.

“I really don't know what to do with you.”

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time finished: i made this a long time ago at like midnight, at the same time i made this wonwoo timestamp (that is flourishing, tysm)

a/n: I've always known Jeonghan was the type to put his hand in his s/o's back pocket + I know I'm on a writing break but I'm not technically writing so- this one has been a draft of mine for a while and I never really liked it enough to upload it (also because it was way too short) but I guess I'll pay tribute to Jeonghan's birthday! Happy birthday to our jjongjjong <3

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pikapikapikaachuu · 2 years

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HIGH SOCIETY

26. Survival instinct

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Word count : 1K

Hyunjin drove at a moderate pace just like he did today morning. Except now he hits the break slowly halting the car amidst of the evening traffic. You have quickly learnt how to spend time in silence rather comfortably compared to the previous eye rolls and disgust. And you hope he agrees.You look over to the side and see Hyunjin scrolling down his playlist. He looks so much better than in the picture your mom provided. Any normal girl would have gotten giddy and prayed to the Lords above for making them lucky enough to 𝘨𝘦𝘵 him. Tall, young, rich. Except for you who's first love 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 was snatched away, your mind was void of any 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 thoughts. Just convincing yourself marriage is a compromise, an understanding 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆 according to the elders you watched in soap opera. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺ccording to you 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖺 business deal. A contract to make your businesses flourish even more. A greedy act by all of you. Not that you count yourself in their category. For you business has been an act of independence from the beginning. Yet here you are today. Atleast you have started to act civil almost roommate𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 with 𝖧wang Hyunjin who despised you utterly. And a part of you can't help but wonder what does he want from you that made him turn 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 overnight. But as long as it isn't 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾 you don't mind. Having breakfast with someone every morning, sharing a car when going out. Trivial things you managed to experience only in your 1st year of college as a hostel resident because later your mother forced you out to living in a condo something about not living with commoners. And with Hyunjin you would like to make it a comfortable routine. 'In a relationship where you can't love, you make friends.' That's why you lied today morning. You gave your driver a holiday using it as a excuse. Tomorrow might be ' I fired my driver' and later when your car arrives 'let's save environment! '.

A slow melody start𝗌 playing breaking your thoughts. And you look up to meet hyunjin's raised eyebrows. "sorry I zoned out" you sheepishly said. " This, it's a sweet song. The voice sounds familiar."

You say leaning back. Hyunjin starts the car back and drives a little further halting again at a safe distance. "yeah it's hannie's. Speaking of which I heard you're close to him"

"yeah. He was probably the only one who approached me when we were kids. I mean I just had a demeanor where I made it difficult for others to approach me .yeah maybe that's why I have a soft spot for him. I trust the people who approach me pretty quickly. Kind of a disadvantage in reality. "𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽.

" I understand" he replies softly and even though it's a common response almost everyone would have given, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 the sincerity in his eyes made you believe he truly understands what you meant. The moment is over just as the song changes. You cleared your throat an attempt to catch his attention "thank you for yesterday. I thought you'd call me out for intruding or something" you nervously smiled. " no, thank you for not bombarding me with questions and 𝗌 -" he smiled gulping his confession of scaring you with loud music down his throat.

"yeah I figured it was something private or rather embarrassing. But there was nothing embarrassing about it. It was honestly beautiful. Even With my minimal knowledge of dance I could see your individuality and expressiveness. I really like that Billie eilish song but your choreo made it feel just so real and... lonely. " hyunjin's eyes were on you but when you looked into them you couldn't decipher 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 one bit. You felt a sensation tingling in your chest. Trying to lighten the mood you began again " if it was on YouTube it would have millions of views " you smiled. He smiled too but it didn't reach his eyes.

"1 million from random people surfing at night"

"no. 5 million from your fans".

He looked at you narrowing his eyes playfully. Just then a series of honking indicated the traffic was finally moving. He slowly lowered the volume the discomfort he was bearing visible by his body language. Hyunjin, since college was a dancer, he barely participated in any events or contests to keep his father in dark 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌. Since the last conversation they had regarding it in his middle school he never dared to bring it up again. Hence he danced his heart out in the darkness when the entire campus used to be deserted. That was the beginning of 𝗍𝗁𝖾 choreo 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. And it was completed in this very own house of his. When after all his friends left and the the party was over. The emptiness and the loneliness of both the dance and song fitted perfectly like two pieces of puzzle. And after years, you were the first one to watch him. To compliment 𝗁𝗂𝗆. After all the girls who flattered him 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝖿𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗌 monetary or sexual. He doesn't know how he feels towards compliment𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾. So for now he chooses to ignore it. To tuck it deep within his chest. "no, thank you for making me breakfast. I always eat delivery or pre-made so..."

"do you like it? The food I mean. Its been a while since I have cooked for others."

"yeah yeah it is. Where'd you learn to cook like that from?"

"survival instinct. Learning how to Live alone at a young age teaches you alot of things."

"can't relate. My parents ne𝗏𝖾𝗋 let me out of their sight."

The sudden change of vacant streets made you look outside, the mansion visible at a distance.

"well what do you like to eat?".

"oh um anything delicious! Korean!" he smiled again but it 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 reaches his eyes.

'𝘋𝘰 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦? 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 ,𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦?

The engines stopped and before you know it he gets out 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆.

'𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵?' you wondered following him enter the password on the keypad and disappearing along the corridors.

'𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥?'

AN: just an insight of their feelings and the development of their relationship. Thanks for reading. Feedback is welcomed 💗.

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#stray kids #straykids imagines #kpop imagines #stray kids x reader #stray kids x y/n #stray kids social media au #hyunjin x reader #skz hyunjin #rich kid au #hyunjin smau #hyunjin social media au

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

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Once In A Lifetime ~ BC [M]

WORD COUNT: 3K

GENRE: Smut…just…it’s just smut DRABBLE [written when i had writers block so it’s not great. im sorry]

PAIRING: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader - with the boys occasionally imputing…a lot of input from the boys okay…Might as well be an ot8 fic

WARNINGS: Daddy kink, an embarrassing moment at a fan meet leads to something you never thought would happen in a life time that being said. This is awful. I did this so bad I’m sorry. It’s my first time writing something for all nine of them at the same time…

To say you were nervous would be an understatement, you'd been dreaming of this day for years and now you were finally here. After saving up all your money and finally getting tickets in a spot close to you you were able to meet the people that made you happiest in life.

"You made this?" Felix asked as he took the small plushie into his hand and held it up to his face as he looked at you,

"I did, I hope you like it." He smiled leaning down to sign your album and poster and then going back to the stuffed version of a sun you'd made in your free time. You'd created something for each of them to make sure you could give them something special and handmade from the heart. Felix had a stuffed sunshine, Minho's was a cat, Seungmin had a puppy, Changbin had a pig/rabbit combination, Jeongin had a fox, Jisung had a squirrel and you'd made Hyunjin a Llama with a cute hat.

"I love him, I'm going to have to find somewhere in the dorms to display him." He chuckled holding onto your hand for your remaining time together. The one you were most nervous for was coming up, Chan smiled at you as you stepped in front of him and reached into your small bag and pulled out a wolf.

"Oh my gosh!" He took it from you carefully and turned it around as he admired it, the small toy even had a small collar around its neck that had Chan's name on it.

"He's adorable, did you name him?" He chuckled sitting him beside him and telling staff he wanted to keep the small wolf there,

"While I was making him he was called wolfie," He smiled signing your album, you took a deep breath and he looked up at you.

"Do you want me to sign your album?" His eyes made you melt as you stared back at them and you nodded,

"Yes daddy," The words slipped out before you could even process what you were saying and they may have gone unnoticed by everyone around you but not by Chan who was now smirking as he felt blood rushing to his trousers. He licked his lips signing your poster and then writing something down on a piece of paper and handing it to you as he held your hand.

"How's your day been?" He asked casually knowing he didn't have long with you but he wanted longer which was why his hotel room number was in your hand and he was praying you would come to see him.

"B-Brilliant, yours?" He smiled nodding his head at you as he licked his lip,

"Very interesting today," The time was up and he winked at you pointing to your hand as you slipped away from them, you looked into your palm to see his signature along with his room number on a piece of paper. You glanced back and he was winking at you before going back to talk to another fan in front of him.

This had to be some kind of joke, didn't it? You walked up to the door debating about knocking on it, it could have just been some kind of joke that you didn't understand. Your gut was telling you to knock but the rest of your body was already turning away,

"Going somewhere, baby girl?" You looked up to see Chan walking towards you from the elevator, he was alone as he made his way over to you. Your mouth began to open and close as you tried to think of something to say to him,

"You're going shy on me now? After what you called me at the fan sign?" He licked his lips, he'd done nothing but imagine himself railing you since he heard the word slip from your mouth and he could tell you were picturing it now when he called you baby girl.

"You can say no at any time," He whispered, you looked up at him shaking your head.

"Say no to what?" You teased as he ran his hand over your cheek smirking as you tried to play the innocent one after calling him daddy right in front of everyone,

"You know what baby girl, don't play innocent." Every time he called you the nickname shivers ran down your body and you grew wetter.

"I can tell by the way you're clenching your thighs together, you're dying for me to touch you...Do you want that?" You nodded slowly and he kissed your head pulling you towards the hotel room he'd given you the number to and he let himself inside.

"Guys, meet Y/n." Your heart swelled as he remembered your name and then you realized you were in a room filled with all of the boys, all of them staring at you.

"Y/n is here because...Well, she called me daddy and I couldn't exactly let her walk away." Your eyes widened as he outed you to the rest of the boys in the room but they didn't even seem to mind that you were there.

"C-Chan?" You stuttered as he ran his hand across your lower back making you nervous as you felt his hand slide to your ass, you were enjoying this a lot more than you probably should have been in a room full of boys.

"Have fun Hyung," Minho smirked watching as Chan led you through to his room just off from the main area, inside were two double beds and sitting on one of them was the small wolf you'd given to Chan.

"You kept him?" You whispered looking at the stuffed toy and smiling,

"A very pretty girl gave it to me, of course, I kept it." He whispered coming up behind you and kissing your neck, you bit down on your lip as he began to kiss up to your jaw turning you around to kiss your lips softly. Instantly it was like sparks flew from you, your arms wrapped around the back of his neck to bring him closer to you and he smirked against your lips.

"So needy aren't you?" You had a new-found-confidence so you just nodded at him not wanting to waste time anymore,

"You can say no at any time and I'll stop," He whispered running his hands over the edge of your top, lifting it from your body to reveal the bra you were wearing. He groaned at the sight of you in front of him,

"Even better than I thought," You began to feel your cheeks heat up so you reached for his shirt not wanting to be the only one shirtless, unbuttoning it and running your cold fingers over his abs making you whimper at the small touch.

"You like?" You nodded and he pulled you back into a passionate kiss, it was like your whole body was on fire as he began to strip you from the trousers you were wearing and gently laid you down on the bed behind you.

"I bet you've watched all those videos of me saying baby girl haven't you?" He questioned running his fingers slowly down to the waistband of your panties, pulling them and letting them snap back against your skin you let out a hiss,

"Answer me, baby girl," You whimpered nodding your head at him,

"I have daddy," He felt himself grow harder and he rewarded you by removing your underwear and running a finger between your folds.

"Dripping wet for me," He whispered kissing you softly as he sunk one finger into your core, softly pushing it in and out of you not wanting to go too rough with you yet,

"M-More," You whispered bucking your hips up making him chuckle,

"Needier than I thought, I love that princess," He added a second finger into you and began picking up the pace of his fingers. Your head pushed back into the mattress as he continued to finger you on the bed.

You whimpered looking at the shadows by the door, you could tell the boys were listening. Chan slowed his fingers down noticing what you had,

"Don't you think it's unfair?" He questioned kissing down your chest and then back to your lips,

"W-What?" You whimpered not wanting him to slow his fingers down but he nodded at the door,

"A true fan would never leave them out...Would they?" Your eyes glazed over at the thought of the boys coming into the room.

"N-No they wouldn't." You stuttered out, he felt you clench around his fingers and he smirked,

"Changbin! Jisung! Come here," His fingers slipped out of you and you whined in defeat as he moved away from you and watched as the 2nd and 3rd member of 3racha walked into the room to find you leg spread on the bed for them,

"We thought it would be unfair to leave you all out," He smirked at the boys who were already hard through their trousers,

"Go on baby girl, tell them what you want..." Chan kissed and sucked on your neck as you stared at the boys,

"I-I want to suck Hannie and Changbin-"

"I think I can guess what you want Changbin to do," Chan smirked watching as you bit down on your lip,

"Fastest rapper meaning fastest tongue right?" Chan questioned running his hands over your breasts as you nodded at him, Changbin sunk to his knees in front of you on the edge of the bed and pulled you closer.

"Good girl," Chan whispered as you let out a long moan. Changbin's lips attached to your clit as he began diving his tongue in and out of you looking up at you as Jisung took his member from his boxers,

"Such a good girl," Chan cooed in your ear as you began stroking Chan in your hand and taking Han into your mouth starting off slow recreating the slow movements Changbin was doing.

"Faster Hyung, s-she's really good at this." You smirked around Jisung who placed his hands into your hair, bucking up a little so he could hit the back of your throat. You swallowed around him creating a tight feeling and he twitched,

"O-Oh shit, don't." He mumbled not wanting this to be over but Changbin's tongue began to move skillfully as you moaned around Jisung's length, swallowing the precum dripping from him as you pulled off him, licking the tip and sucking on it as you pumped him in your hand.

"F-Fuck!" You whimpered as three fingers were pushed into your core along with Changbin's tongue. At the door, Felix and Minho were watching and stroking themselves at the sight of you being fucked by 3racha like this. Chan was stood to the side directing the boys on how to do something if they got it wrong,

"C-Close." Your voice broke as you whimpered to Chan and he nodded at you,

"Cum for them princess," Han grunted as you took him back into your mouth moving your head faster each time you got closer to your release,

"Shit," He grunted holding you down on his length as he finished into your throat, watching you swallow every drop as Minho came into his fist grunting out a mumble of your name and curse words going to clean up.

"C-Changbin!" You cried out as your hips bucked against his mouth, your toes curling as you cried out his name and rode out your high on his tongue.

"Ugh fuck," You heard Felix grunt as he came onto his own hand making you giggle at the sight of him looking so tired,

"You're enjoying this baby girl?" Chan questioned coming down to wipe your mouth with a tissue before he kissed you softly.

Hyunjin was pumping himself with one hand while he used his thumb on your clit, you were focussing on pumping both Seungmin and Jeongin in your hands as they looked down at you grunting out your name as you moaned.

"I want you to cum all over me," You moaned out feeling Chan's fingers dip inside of your while Hyunjin continued to rub circles on your clit. Not one of them had fucked you properly yet because Chan told them that it was for him only, he wanted to be the one to fuck you senseless but you were already losing your mind over having them be here with you touching you the way they were.

"Hyung I can't-" Jeongin moaned out as he began to thrust into your hand, you opened up your mouth wanting to catch anything you could from him and the sight tipped him over the edge as he came onto your exposed tits and face. A few strings hitting your tongue. He went to move away but you pulled him back, cleaning his length off with your mouth before he walked away from you.

"That so fucking hot," Seungmin mumbled looking at you as you turned to look at him, opening your mouth waiting for him to cum for you.

"You want to cum for me Seungmin? You wanna cum in my mouth or my tits?" You had no idea where the confidence was coming from but you didn't care, Seungmin just nodded as an answer as he watched you curling your tongue up for him.

"Cum in my mouth Seungie," He grunted pushing his tip into your mouth, you swirled your tongue around the tip as he came into your mouth, the strings of his hot cum hitting your throat but you made to swallow every drop. The sight was enough to make Hyunjin cum onto his hand from where he stood,

"F-Fuck Hyung she's perfect." He groaned getting up and walking out of the room, the door shut and you were left alone with Chan.

"Your turn daddy," You breathed out looking at him as he smirked at you,

"I've been imagining railing you all day baby girl," He knew for a fact he'd never be able to last as long as he normally would with someone since he'd watched you be fucked by everyone else but he would do his best to make you cum one last time for him.

"You sure you can handle me?" You nodded at him as he took himself from his trousers, he was much bigger than the rest of them had been and the sight of him being so hard made your mouth water.

"Need you, daddy," You whimpered running your hands down to your clit as you began rubbing yourself softly for him spreading your legs more so give him the perfect view but he growled at you.

"Don't touch, mine," He muttered lining himself at your entrance and rubbing his red hot tip along your folds, you felt so good already.

"I wasn't yours when you shared me with the boys," You teased and he pushed into your roughly making you cry out, your mouth hanging open as he kept himself at your hilt,

"You're fucking mine, you called me daddy not them." He grunted thrusting in and out of your roughly, putting your leg over his shoulder so he could fuck into your deeply. Not stopping for a second as the animalistic side of him took over and he lost himself in the feeling of you.

"So fucking warm and wet for me baby girl," You couldn't even manage words as he continued to fuck into that one spot that made you feel like you were floating on a cloud.

"Daddy!" You screamed gripping onto his broad shoulders as he continued to thrust in and out of you ruthlessly, you were able to mumble small swear words and the occasional whine. He chuckled seeing you like this, completely fucked out.

"So fucked out for me baby girl," He kissed you softly, sucking on your neck as his fingers began rubbing your clit in circles. You hissed at the stimulation, you'd been touched so much that night you were starting to feel the effects of it.

"Close daddy. I'm so fucking close!" He smirked hearing you cry out the name for him and nodded at you,

"Cum for me baby, but tell me where you want me to cum first." You shook your head not wanting this experience to end, you were so afraid of waking up and having it all be a dream. You just wanted him to fuck you all night.

"Fill me up...I-I'm on the pill, Fill me up daddy, fuck your load into me." His hips began to pick up speed again and you whimpered as a white light began to cloud your vision. Your orgasm hitting you like a 50-ton truck, your legs were shaking as you gushed around Chan making it hard to move inside of you thanks to your clenching. But he grunted out your name cumming into you deeply and not moving as you both panted heavily,

"Baby girl, that was amazing," He whispered kissing your forehead softly as you panted, he pulled out of you making you whine at the feeling of being empty after being so full.

"N-No," You yawned out tiredly wanting more of him but he just chuckled pushing you back on the bed and pulling the sheets to cover your body wanting you to be as warm as possible.

"Get some sleep."

The next morning you stretched out in the bed and frowned as you looked around, you were in a single bed and alone.

"F-Fuck," You whimpered realizing you were back in your own hotel room and that the whole thing had been a dream, one of the best dreams you could have possibly had. You sat up in the bed hissing as a sore pain ran through you,

"Don't move yet, you'll still be sensitive from last night." You almost fell out of the bed when Chan came out of the bathroom carrying the small kettle from your hotel room and going to make a hot drink.

"C-Chan? It wasn't-"

"A dream? No baby girl, it wasn't a dream." You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked down at yourself, you were wearing a plain black hoodie you knew wasn't his and you looked back at him.

"You didn't think I'd leave you here alone after last night did you? I grabbed your key from your bag, I thought you’d be comfier here." You bit your lip and he walked closer to you, sitting on the edge of the bed and kissing your head softly.

"I ran a nice hot bath for us, I'll order some food when we get out to help get your strength back up. You're going to need it," You went to question what he meant when he kissed you softly.

Tagline: @taestannie @peachyhan @jooniesdarlingdimples

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ggukkiedae · 3 years

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❝𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡❞

𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜:

⇢ hannah meets up with one of her close friends to catch up; alternatively: the fox and the quokka meet again

⇢ set in mid april 2021

𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜:

⇢ conversations written in italics are spoken in english. feedback is highly appreciated!

Hannah shook her head fondly as she watched Yoonmi race down the hall towards the recording studio frequently seen on vlive. She and Yeonjun exchanged amused looks as the young girl excitedly entered the room, yelling the name of her older brother.

“Come on,” Yeonjun placed a hand on her back and sped their pace up, “or else Chan hyung’s gonna use us not being there as an excuse to stay longer.”

She scoffed at that, following Yeonjun regardless. “Please, he’d drop everything for Yoonmi anytime, and you know that.”

Yeonjun’s laugh was the only response she got as they entered the studio. The door opened immediately as they arrived in front of it, revealing Yoonmi dragging a chuckling Chan away to probably her manager’s car.

“Looks like they’ll be gone for a while,” Changbin laughed from the inside before nodding at her with a smile and turning to Yeonjun. “Let’s go before Wooyoung and Haknyeon decide to make us pay for being late.”

Yeonjun nodded and stepped out with Changbin, ruffling her hair on his way out. “See you in a bit, Hannah.

She glared at him a little before turning towards her friend who remained cleaning up the studio. They haven’t been able to see each other since their promotions overlapped. Or since the award shows, actually. “Hey, quokka.”

“Miss foxy,” Jisung playfully bowed at her before continuing to gather up his stuff, “long time no see. You hungry?”

“Always,” she playfully rolled her eyes at him, “or have you forgotten already?”

“Not when you and Yongbok have been constantly sending each other desserts. No cookies recently?”

“Yoonmi makes the best cookies, and she always sends some over to Chan hyung for you guys. Felix told me.”

The betrayed look he had on his face when he realized this made her laugh. It dawned on her that, though Chan may have told Felix to let the others get some cookies whenever they want, Felix must have kept it a secret. He loved Yoonmi’s cookies, so it was no surprise.

“He never told us!”

“Come on, let’s go eat.”

The two friends found themselves in the JYP cafeteria, food paid for with Jisung’s credits. He had a whole set of food in his tray, which was quite a drastic difference from her single bowl of salad. He frowned when he saw her tray.

“Just a salad?”

She shrugged. “We’re in the middle of promotions, so I’m dieting.”

“Nope,” he placed a plate of pasta on her tray and some extra side dishes, “your boyfriend and members are gonna kill me if I don’t feed you. Our food’s all organic, anyway. It’ll be fine. We’re sharing side dishes, by the way.”

She rolled her eyes but followed him to an empty table. They settled across from each other and began digging in. The conversation carried smoothly, as if they didn’t have a solid four or four months of not seeing each other. It switched from the food to normal catching up to preparations.

“Your comeback’s really good, by the way,” Jisung noted. “I listened to the whole album. Really good. You worked on lyrics, too!”

“Just a bit,” her tone was humble as she moved the salad around on her plate. “I thought it was fitting since it’s our first full album, so I did my best. Sorry for bothering you for help, by the way. I know you’re pretty busy with Kingdom.”

“Please,” he shook his head, “I needed the distraction. We were so caught up on preparing for the show, so I needed to forget it just a little.”

“How are you guys, by the way? I’ve seen your past few performances.” A teasing smirk made its way up to her face while she looked up from her food to meet his eyes. “I liked your cover of I’ll Be Your Man. Very impressive high notes there, mister main rapper. Very desperate.”

Jisung snorted and tossed a little sausage from their side dishes onto her plate. “Shut up, you know the performance is supposed to seem desperate.”

“What’s coming up? The collaboration stage, right?” She took a moment to recall the last episode’s ending. “It’s a shame that you guys aren’t working with The Boyz. You, Eric, and Sunwoo rapping together would have been cool.”

“You’re friends with Sunwoo?”

“We’ve met, but you already know I talk to English line the most.” She jolted up straight upon remembering something, startling Jisung into hitting his leg against the table. The boy curled in on himself a little, making her laugh. “Sorry about that. Did you hear? Changmin oppa invited me to co-host your sports day!”

That was the reason why she had been in a meeting the day before right after their schedules. She didn’t expect that she’d be brought straight to the company right after her schedules with NCT Dream, much less did she expect that she’d be meeting with a few higher ups and some Mnet staff alongside her senior for a cameo.

Jisung raised an eyebrow at her. “What? You’re coming to watch our sports day?”

“Co-host, but yeah.”

“This is gonna be so funny,” he laughed. “You know that, even if you have a boyfriend now, Juyeon hyung has an idol crush on you, right?”

“Stop!” Her hand went to her forehead in embarrassment. “Eric always mentions it whenever we talk, I swear.”

The smirk on her friend’s face sent a chill down her spine. “But there’s also Seonghwa hyung and Chani… Oh my god, man! What is it with you and these older guys, huh?”

“One more word out of your mouth, Han Jisung, and I’m telling Chan oppa that you had a crush on Yoonmi.”

Ah, yes. This short-lived crush her friend had on her other friend which amused her to no end every time he’d talk to her about how Yoonmi’s lyrics hit different, how her on stage persona is captivating, how she’s adorable in BTS content, or how her rap is unmatched by any other girl idols. Jisung, like many other fourth generation idols (and some from third generation) had fallen for the international sweetheart, and she made sure to tease him about it whenever given the chance.

Jisung groaned, “Of course I tease you about other’s having a crush on you, but you can’t tease me about people liking me.”

“Hey, if it means anything,” she began, “I used to like you the slightest bit back in late 2019 when we did those collab stages. Nothing much, it died as soon as it started, so don’t get too cocky.”

The slightly astonished look on her friends face made her remind him that it was a momentary thing rather than a prolonged crush. This, of course, didn’t stop Jisung from poking fun at her.

“Aye, I’m so telling your boyfriend,” Jisung laughed.

She gave him a pointed look. “Nothing is kept a secret in our group, and he’s in the same unit as one of the people most overprotective of me.”

The 00-liner wisely kept his mouth shut, making her laugh. A silence passed between the two before they silently agreed on not speaking about these infatuations ever again. She finished the last of her food before rummaging around her bag and pulling out a small bottle. It was something she didn’t use often, but prefered whenever she didn’t have to promote. Black nail polish.

“I brought this, by the way,” she mentioned as her phone started ringing. “I don’t know why you asked for it, but here you go.”

“Nice,” he took the bottle, “now answer your phone while I finish my food.”

The familiar face on her screen brought a subconscious smile to her face the moment she got her phone out of her pocket. It was her none other than her boyfriend, Liu Yangyang. She chuckled a little before answering the phone.

“Hey, Schnucki. I’m with Hannie right now. Jisung, say hi.”

She brought the phone closer to Jisung’s face, where he awkwardly greeted the boy on the other end of the phone. The awkwardness made her laugh and take it back. Maybe she should have waited until after he swallowed before making him say hi.

“Me again!”

“Have you eaten dinner yet?” Yangyang asked her with the slightest hint of concern in his voice. “Renjun told me you skipped out on the food your manager got you guys on the way home.”

“Hwang Injun, that snitch.” Her mumbling was easily caught by Jisung who snorted in amusement. She lightly smacked his arm from across the table then went back to her conversation. “I just ate dinner! JYP Entertainment’s special organic food is pretty filling, don’t worry.”

“Alright,” his voice sounded relieved. “How long are you gonna be there? Will you be back too late? You still have an early start tomorrow.”

She chuckled at her boyfriend’s questions. Ever since their jacket shoot, her schedule had been filled with preparations for NCT Dream’s comeback. Yangyang had been texting her good morning everyday without fail and constantly checking up on her to make sure she was still functioning properly somehow. For some reason, she found this endearing about him. He usually wouldn’t seem like that type of boyfriend, but he is.

“I’ll be here until Yoonmi finishes shopping for her future nephew and Yeonjun oppa comes back from dinner with the 99s. Hannie’s taking care of me, don’t worry.”

Jisung’s scoff from across the table made her send him a pointed look.

“Could you put me on speaker?”

“Hold on.”

One more warning look was sent towards Jisung as she placed the phone on the table. Jisung looked at her curiously before turning towards the phone.

“Yangyang?” he called out cautiously.

“Hi, Han,” Yangyang greeted. “I know we only spoke a few times, but I hope it’s not too much to ask to take care if Hannah?”

“No problem, bro,” the Stray Kids member nodded despite the fact that the WayV boy couldn’t see him. “We’ll just be here in the company, there’s a bunch of places to lounge in and a lot of food.”

There was a laugh from the other end of the phone. “Thanks for taking care of my pet fox.”

“Excuse me,” she interjected, making the two boys laugh, “I will sheer your hair off your head, you sheep.”

“Kidding! Anyway, Han, you’re Hannah’s friend, so I’m trusting her with you. As a friend, right?”

Jisung chuckled. “Of course. No need to worry.”

Hannah snatched up her phone and turned speaker off before the conversation could get any longer. “Is that it?”

“I’m at the dreamie dorm right now, so I’m expecting cuddles when you get back.”

A slight chuckle escaped her lips as she playfully rolled her eyes. “As long as you’re out of the dorms by 1:30am at the latest, okay?”

“Of course, babe.” The wink was evident in his voice, she didn’t even need to see him to know he did. “I’ll see you later, okay?”

“See you later, Schnucki.”

With that, she hung up her phone and looked up to find Jisung looking at her with a teasing smile. “What?”

“You’re so whipped,” he drew out. “Honestly! The smile on your face says it all. It’s different from when you’re talking to your members or your other friends.”

“My smile?”

Looking back on it, Jeno did mention that there was something different in the way she looked at Yangyang. Donghyuck mentioned it as well while jokingly whining about her not giving him as sweet of a smile. Even Yoonmi told her that she sometimes catches Mark smiling at her the way Hannah smiles at Yangyang. Was it really that noticeable?

With a shake of her head, she picked up the black nail polish bottle once again. “What do you want to do with this?”

“Could you paint my nails?”

#hannah.hotsauce #nct 24th member #nct dream 8th member #nct female member #nct female addition #hannah #lee hannah

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binnie-huaisang · 3 years

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First date

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Jisung × reader

Words: 1 k

TW: Fem reader

Note: I’m sorry if there are some spelling or grammar mistakes, or if some expressions just don’t make sense. English isn’t my first language, but I promise I’m trying my best.

“Excuse me? Miss _____?” A strange voice woke you up. You didn’t know how much time you’ve been sleeping, but you assumed it was a lot since you looked around and realized that the coffee shop was almost empty now.

“I’m sorry, I guess I fell asleep��. You said after a few seconds of trying to put your ideas together.

“Don’t worry, It’s more common than you think”. Said the owner of the voice while giving you a sweet smile.

“Umm… Well, a guy came here a few minutes ago and he asked me to give you this”. The cafe attendant handed you a little paper with something written on the back. “Do you know him? He told me his name was Jacob by the way”.

You left out a quiet laugh at the boy’s nosey attitude.

“Yes, I know him. We were supposed to go out today, but apparently he’s not coming anymore”. You explained while getting up from your seat and started gathering your belongings.

“Oh… I’m sorry…” The boy looked truly sad for your words and you couldn’t help another smile, he seemed like a sweet person.

“Don’t worry… Jisung?” You said after reading the name on his shirt. “We are not that close anyway”.

“First date?”

“Yeah, something like that… Well, thank you for letting me know”.

Just as you were about to close the main door behind you, Jisung’s voice made you turn around.

“Miss _____?”

“Stop calling me ‘miss’”. You said with a kind smile that made the dark haired boy melt. Just call me _____”.

“Oh, okay… _____” A sudden blush appeared on his cheeks. “Do you like Studio Ghibli movies?”

The question surprised you a little bit. Not because you didn’t find him attractive or anything, but the boy seemed to be too shy and you were a little shocked by his sudden confidence.

“S- Sure!”

“Oh, nice!” A wide smile appeared on his lips. “Well, there’s a new movie in the theaters and I was wondering… If you have nothing else to do for the rest of the day… Maybe we could go watch it together?”

You didn’t know what it was, but something in the boy in front of you made you extremely nervous. At the beginning, when he first talked to you, you hadn’t paid much attention to him due to your still sleepy state. But now, after seeing him smile and under the natural sunlight, he looked so pretty to be true.

A nervous movement of his body made you realize that you’ve been caught up in your own thoughts and a light shade of pink painted your cheeks.

“Are you asking me on a date, Jisung?” You asked with a cocky tone in order to try to hide your previous slip.

“What?! No! Well, I mean… Just if you want to! You don’t have to-”

“Hey, calm down”. You said with another smile. “I’m just messing with you. I’d love to go out with you”.

“Really?” Jisung asked with wide eyes. “Cool! Well, my shift is about to end, so maybe you could wait a couple minutes?”

“Of course”.

“Sweet!” The boy said before opening the door so both of you could enter the coffee shop once again. “Well, I just have to clean a couple of things and then I’ll be all yours”.

Before he could think about what he just said, an amused look appeared on your face.

“Wait! I didn’t mean it like that! Well… I could be all yours, but not now… Just if you’re okay with it! I mean-”

The rest of the day went like that, even after leaving his work place he would still be doing or saying silly things just to comprehend them seconds later and then proceed to try to fix them, but honestly, you weren’t mad about it at all. You couldn’t remember when was the last time that you had laughed like that with a boy and by the end of the day, you weren’t sure if you wanted it to be a one time thing.

It had been almost a month since the first time you went out. Jisung was about to end his night shift and the door already had that “closed” sign. He was drying the last dishes that were left, and even if he was trying to be careful, he was just too excited to see his new favorite person in the world. He was lost in his own mind, when the sound of the door opening made him look up.

“Sorry sir, but we’re closed”.

“Don’t worry, I don’t wanna buy anything” Said the other boy who was apparently the same age as him.

“Oh, you don’t?” A sudden panic hit Jisung.

“Dude! Calm down!” The boy suddenly burst into laughter. “I just wanted to pass by and thank you for what you did for me the other day”.

“What I did for you?”

“Yeah, you know… The message that I gave you for that girl”.

“Oh… Wait, you’re Jacob, right?”

“That’s me! Do you remember now?”

Jisung only nodded. Why was this man here after so long? And, what did he want? He was so confused, but there was only one thing that was clear for him, and that was that the boy in front of him was an idiot.

“Listen, I don’t want to waste your time, I just wanted to know what her reaction was when you gave her the message… Was she mad? Did she cry?”

He couldn’t stand the man’s cocky attitude. How could he ask such things after dumping someone like that?

“Well, about that…” He was just about to throw hands, when the sound of the door opening once again made both of the guys look away.

“Hannie! Let’s go!” You sang while entering the coffee shop.

“Yep, she was devastated” Jisung said to the shocked boy before getting out of the counter and hug like you were the most precious thing in the world.

Awww! As you can tell, I’m not used to writing JUST fluff, but this was so fun and cute to write!

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meltwonu · 4 years

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64. “You’re not taking me to bed. ever.”

“Who said it had to be on the bed?”

67. “For the love of fuck.”

“Yep, that’s me. I love to fuck.”

notes; softdom!jeonghan, cockwarming, dirty talk, thinkin abt this after watching them play that pc game and soonyoung saying “you’d be surprised but jeonghan and jihoon are quite competitive” and knowing Jeonghan has the patience of a fuckin god 😩😩, also sorry i kinda played with the first prompt a bit hehehehe, this is also just a little long so the rest is under the cut as to not disrupt your dashs with long wall of text eheh💕💕 also sorry i fucking write so much i literally dont know how to shut up :( lmfao, anyway thank you for requesting! enjoy! 💕

“‘Hannie… are you almost done?”

He grunts in response, fingertips still on the laptop keyboard and eyes still glued to the tiny screen. “C’mon, you said you’d be done playing that game an hour ago… I need you…” You whine quietly, eyes burning holes into the back of his head.

“Is it a want or a need? And anyway, didn’t I already fuck you last night?” He mumbles; exhaling harshly when his character on screen falls again. You shimmy off the sofa with a sigh and sit next to him on the floor, immediately placing your palm down onto his thigh and squeezing.

“Yeah but… dunno, think I can go for another round~”

You lean over, lips ghosting against the shell of his ear. “I can’t stop thinkin’ about how good you felt inside of me…”

A shiver runs up Jeonghan’s spine when you softly whisper in his ear and he can’t deny the way his cock twitches in his grey sweats. “Is that all, baby?” He loses focus for a second; his on-screen character falling over for the umpteenth time.

“No~ What I really really liked is when you finally came ‘n filled me up with so much cum~ Just thinkin’ about it makes me so wet, ‘Hannie~”

Your hand travels further into his lap, palming his half hard cock through his sweats as he moans.

“For the love of fuck.”

Giggling, you slowly ghost your fingers to the waistband of his sweats; sliding them underneath when he doesn’t tell you to stop.

“Yep, that’s me. I love to fuck. Now please, Jeonghan, I’m begging you! Finish your game later!” You whine, hand already wrapped around his cock as he continues to play.

He can only grin at you when he beats another level, eyes filled with mischief.

“You want my cock that bad? Ok, sit on it and be a good girl. I’m almost done.”

And If there’s anything you really know about Jeonghan, it’s that he’s just extremely convincing.

You sigh, half in content and half in annoyance, facing the sofa as you sit on his cock and you knew better than to defy his word, so you sit put even if you want to move. “‘Hannie~ Aren’t you done?” Whimpering, you nuzzle into his neck, kissing the skin as he groans.

“What did I say about waiting, baby? Be patient. You’re already doing so well for me.”

All you can hear is the sound of the keyboard clicking and Jeonghan’s furious scrolling of the mouse, a soft whine spilling from your lips when he shifts slightly underneath you. The chuckle he lets out reverberates in your chest; your hands curling into the back of his soft sweater.

You can’t tell how much time passes in your position but eventually you feel Jeonghan’s fingers on your waist, softly caressing you through your shirt. “You’re so good for me, baby. I’m so proud of you for being patient. Think you’re ready for your reward?” Jeonghan smiles at you genuinely when your eyes meet, pouting when he sees your teary eyes. “Why’re you so teary, baby?”

“‘Cause you’re mean and--and made me cockwarm you while you played your dumb game!” You sob, hips already swiveling atop his lap. He lets you do as you please, guiding you as your cries slowly turn into pleasured moans.

There’s a clipped laugh from Jeonghan before he’s pushing the small coffee table aside with one hand, pushing you onto your back where the table used to be when the space is cleared. “But I gave you what you wanted, didn’t I? You wanted my cock so I let you sit on it.”

He wraps your legs around his waist, fucking into you at a slow pace. You get lost in the pleasure, eyes fluttering shut when the head of his cock taps your g-spot. “O-oh fuck, Jeonghan! M-more, there, please!” You cry, nails digging into the rug underneath you. “More? Here?” Jeonghan thrusts into you harder, laughing lightly when you mewl.

“Don’t you want to move somewhere more comfortable? Or do you wanna cum on the rug?” He quips; no real intention of stopping.

“Nooo~ You’re not taking me to bed. Ever. Again.” You grit out; already feeling your impending orgasm coming. “You’re on a pussy ban after you made cockwarm while you played that stupid game and made me wait.” Jeonghan can’t help but laugh at your retort, reaching a hand down between your bodies as he thumbs at your clit. You whimper in response, clenching around his cock when you feel the tension building up in your body.

“Fuh---fuck! Jeonghan!”

“Who said it had to be on the bed? I can fuck you on the sofa so that whenever the guys come over they can see the cum stains on it and know exactly what I do to you. Or what if the shower is more comfortable? No clean up, y’know? Fill you up nice and full with my cum and watch it spill down your legs.” He pauses, doubling his pace when he feels your pussy getting tighter around him. “Or what if I wanted to fuck you in front of the window, hmm? Let everyone see how greedy you really are for me when you’re begging me to let you cum for the third time in a row.” He rubs harsher circles on your clit, loving the way your torso arches off the floor when he adds just the right amount of pressure.

“And you say that but what happens when you wanna sit on my cock again, huh? Let’s be honest, baby, you always want me just as much as I want you. ”

Jeonghan says no more as he quickens his pace, soft moans of his own spilling from his lips when he feels you about to cum.

“Cum with me, baby. Let me feel your ‘lil cunt get this cock wet.” He groans, already feeling his own orgasm coming. And it only takes a few more thrusts and his thumb on your clit before cries of his name are tumbling out of your mouth in a hurried mess; eyes clamped shut as the bliss pours over you.

Jeonghan’s grip on you tightens as he cums as well; opting to grind against you as he cums inside of your tight pussy.

“Ngh, fuck, J-Jeonghan…” You mewl, enjoying the feeling of his throbbing cock filling you up with his cum. Feeling sated and cozy, you sigh contentedly, smiling up at Jeonghan who mimics your content expression.

The two of you stay in that position a little longer; riding out the remnants of your orgasms before a familiar look crosses Jeonghan’s features.

“You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?”

You nod, sitting up on your elbows as Jeonghan leans down to kiss you on the forehead. “Shower?”

“Shower sex, to be precise, baby. ”

#jeonghan smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #jeonghan scenarios #jeonghan imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #svt imagines #seventeen imagines

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boowanie · 3 years

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pairing: jeonghan x reader

genre: angst and slight fluff

wc: 893

summary: all the signs were there but you chose to love him a little bit more to save what was left of your crumbling relationship.

eri’s note: can yoon jeonghan stop bias wrecking me 🥺 i wrote this late at night so please bear with me and i hope you beans like it!

sign one.

you felt the bed dip on the other side, jeoghan’s side, and the coldness it brought despite the hot water bottle pressed against your side. you couldn’t figure out whether it was from the coldness of his behaviour or just the autumn’s weather that made you shiver under the sheets. you were expecting him to turn around, greet you and kiss you goodnight like he usually did but as seconds passed by in silence, you knew you weren’t going to feel his lips on your forehead or the pads of his fingertips dancing along your hip.

and then it happened, the sound of his snore began to fill the tiny room of your small apartment.

it just wasn’t the same anymore.

sign two.

you sat by the window sill, admiring the way the orange leaves fell from the branches swiftly. you watched some more despite the students that began to crowd the lecture room you were in and when the professor finally made his presence known with a slam of his briefcase, you looked away from the fallen leaves, knowing that you were falling apart piece by piece just like them.

the professor lectured and despite your racing thoughts and your shivering hands, you listened. you needed this. you needed to pass this class. you needed to leave seoul as soon as you could.

when he ended the lecture, the students began to file out while you grabbed your things in a slow manner. with your laptop neatly shoved into your bag, you headed out the door. you stopped midway when your eyes caught jeonghan’s. he moved quicker than lightning when he saw your figure by the door, and with his friend’s laughter booming across the corridor, you just knew it wasn’t the same.

final.

he was upset. no. he was raging in anger and it scared you despite the distance between you two. he threw whatever he could grasp in his hands, and flung them to the ground, leaving the objects laying shattered on the floor.

“what the fuck is wrong with you jeonghan?”

he clenched his fists and collided his knuckles against the wall, making you shy away from the sound it made.

“you.”

“you’re the problem y/n. you’ve always been the problem.”

you wished you could figure out what on earth was going through his mind when he uttered those words because no matter how much you thought about it, you had no idea what you did wrong.

“and you think throwing shit on the floor and making a mess of our belongings the best way to fix whatever’s going on between us?” you raised your voice, your tears finally streaming down your face as you took a step closer towards him.

“i can’t keep doing this anymore y/n. i-i think i want to call it quits. me, you..we’re done.”

bonus.

you tossed your graduation cap up, watching it fly in the air and come back down in your hands. junhui took multiple photos of you despite the endless amount of times you told him to stop.

“can’t i be proud of you?” he huffed, taking one last picture of you taking the bouquet of flowers your other bestfriend gave as soon as you stepped foot out of the graduation hall.

“we’re so proud of you, you dummy,” eunha squealed, clapping her hands as she began to gush about the plans she had for the three of you for the rest of the evening.

however, in the midst of eunha’s rambling, you noticed the way junhui became silent, his lips forming into a straight line while he tightened his grip on his camera. you gave him a questioning look, your eyes following his own until they reached a pair that you once loved.

“jeonghan..” you whispered while eunha’s hand gripped your wrist to pull you towards her and away from him.

“can i talk to you?” he asked, his hands fidgeting with his own graduation cap while he stared at you with pleading eyes.

you turned around to see eunha and junhui shaking their heads from side to side, knowing the heartbreak he caused and the endless nights where they had to coax you to eat or even just nibble on a piece of fruit. but you shook your own head at them, “it’ll be quick, i promise guys.”

with light footsteps, you walked over to jeonghan while they could only sigh as they observed you two with displeasure.

“congrats,” you started, slightly waving your own degree by your side.

“you too,” he smiled.

“so..”

“i-i just wanted to say sorry. for everything y/n.”

your heart clenched momentarily but you didn’t let his words affect you like before, “it’s okay jeonghan. that was kind of a shitty thing for you to do but it doesn’t matter anymore. i just wished you let me go before you decided to cheat on me.”

he winced at your words, “how’d you figure out?”

“jeonghan, the signs were there. i knew you were falling out of love with me but i didn’t have the heart to let you go but i’m okay now. it’s been a year and i’ve finally moved on,” you murmured, gently patting his cheek.

“i wish you the best in life hannie, i really do.”

his eyes welled up as he watched you walk away. jeonghan knew you moved on, he watched with regret as you walked hand in hand with junhui — the person that managed to help you pick up your shattered heart piece by piece until it was whole again.

#yoon jeonghan #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan angst #jeonghan scenarios #jeonghan imagines #seventeen angst #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios

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ally-127 · 4 years

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Since it's a "kiss day" in Korea could you please write a fluff of jeonghan asking a kiss from you

june 14th

pairing: dad!jeonghan x mum!reader word count: 1.7k warnings: swearing, a little bit of marking, suggestive material music: ‘stay gold’ by bts a/n: THERE’S A MINI JEONGHAN IN THIS i’m sobbing i don’t know how how i came up with it but meet yoon jooyoung, jeonghan’s kid.

“mum! i’m going to be late!”

you groaned at your son’s voice. you loved him to bits but sometimes things could get a little rough on your end.

“yes i know, i’m sorry,” you told your seven-year-old son, jooyoung, who wobbled out of his bedroom with his bright yellow backpack already slung around his little shoulders.

“my friends are going to be mad at me,” his pink lips formed a pout, closely resembling that of his father. “i’m gonna go now,” he vanished past your front door.

“wait for me!” you quickly threw on a coat and grabbed your phone before the little man could dash out of the apartment alone.

you bumped into your neighbour in the hallway—you believed his name was hoseok—a kind man about your age and found that your son had his tiny fingers clasped onto his hand. it seemed hoseok didn’t seem to mind, a lively smile stretched across his face from the boy’s sudden gesture.

“ah, i’m so sorry,” you murmured to the man and quickly tried to pry your son away, but he grumbled and almost threw a fit. you staggered backwards, taken aback.

“this guy told me he’s going for a sleepover at his buddy‘s house nearby,” your neighbour looked down at your son, an endearing look on his face. “i can take him there, if you don’t mind. i’m about to head to the grocery store anyways.”

“mum’s always busy,” the pout remained on his face, sulky personality inherited right from his father like a copy-and-pasted text except it was his array of genes.

you sighed. “i’m not busy today, i can take you. no need to trouble ahjusshi.”

“but mum,” jooyoung whined, throwing his hands up and bottom lip trembling.

“what is it?” you crouched downwards so you were in level with him. you took his free hand in yours, wrapping your fingers around his small ones.

to your huge surprise, he leaned in and pressed the biggest, sloppiest kiss on your cheek.

“happy kiss day, mum.”

at this point he was a direct clone of his father. the fact that even his cheeky grin looked like your husband made you melt into a puddle on the concrete floor.

he giggled. “hang out with dad when he comes back, mum. you’re always at the work and you never hang out with him when he’s here anymore,” he then pulled you in closer so he could whisper, “give dad a kiss today.”

at that you turned bright red, heat crawling up your neck. your son had just indirectly told you that you did not show enough affection to his dad—your husband—and it left you a lot of questions.

mind you, he was only seven.

in addition to that, your neighbour had just witnessed this entire notion.

“did i just hear the word ‘kiss day’?” a familiar voice questioned from behind you.

it was all too familiar to the point that you felt relieved, sometimes longing, upon hearing it.

“dad!”

you rose up from your crouching position, watching jooyoung unwrap his hand from hoseok’s to run into his father’s arms.

jeonghan let out a laugh, only filled with warmth and joy from seeing his son after a month of being away, as he lifted jooyoung off the ground and cradled his son in his arms.

“hey, son,” jeonghan’s dark hair swept across his brow as he looked at his son, eyes sparkling as he did.

“i missed you,” the boy gave his father a tight hug.

“i know, i did too. more than you know.”

for once, you were third-wheeling jeonghan and jooyoung. hoseok was too. but he remained unbothered, face like a blooming sunflower as he witnessed a father and son reunion.

“where are you going, buddy?” jeonghan eyed the boy’s backpack as he finally let him down

“sleepover,” he grinned. “at my friend’s house.”

“which friend?”

“i’m not telling you,” like a typical seven-year-old, jooyoung snickered.

finally, your husband looked at you. however, it was not in the form of greeting. it was rather in the form of confirmation that your son would be okay in this arrangement of a sort.

you nodded, jerking your chin at hoseok, silently telling jeonghan he’s going to be the one taking him there.

“why aren’t you the one taking him?”

“because—“

“it’s a secret!” your son yelled and tugged on his dad’s sleeve.

getting the signal jeonghan bent sideways so jooyoung could whisper in his ear just like he did with you.

it was almost comical, the way a grown man’s expression could change because of a few words a little boy had whispered into his ear. jeonghan was now smiling ear-to-ear, the signature scrunch of his nose prominent, pretty eyes now fixated on you instead.

“okay.”

“yay!” jooyoung scuffled back to hoseok, but before that he gave you a hug, as big as a seven-year-old could give. “see you later, mum.”

“ready to go?” the kind man asked him.

“yup,” he took hoseok’s hand and they disappeared into the corner where the elevators were.

that left you alone with jeonghan. you two remained standing six feet apart from each other, suddenly feeling nervous as if it was your first date.

he smiled at you, at your flustered state.

“hi.”

it was all jeonghan needed to say to have you falling into his arms the way your son did earlier.

“fuck, i missed you,” he buried his nose in your hair as you threw your arms around his neck.

“i can say the same,” you murmured, drowning in the musky scent of his cologne, a deeply personal scent you’ve gotten used to and a part of jeonghan you missed dearly whenever he was away.

”let’s head inside, shall we?” jeonghan said, minty breath brushing against your ear.

you hummed in agreement, heading over to unlock your front door and hold it open so jeonghan could drag his suitcase in.

“thanks,” he pushed it to the side and let the door fall shut behind him.

his eyes were still designated on you, the expression behind them expecting as he watched you take off your coat and hang it beside the door.

golden sunlight, warm and buttery, slipped through the blinds of your apartment. it highlighted the refreshed glow from within his skin. whether it was from happiness or an updated skin care routine, you didn’t know but he looked better than ever.

“are you hungry?” you swerved his gaze, wanting to know how long you could draw this out. there was a game you wanted to play, and jeonghan knew it extremely well.

your feet padded into the kitchen before you could stop them, increasing the distance between you and your husband.

jeonghan shook his head in response, leaning his hip against the kitchen island to watch you grab both him and yourself a glass of water. he rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows, exposing the stretch of muscles on his forearms.

tension was very well present in the air and you both were aware of it. regardless of that you two chose to ignore it.

“how was tour?” you asked, setting the glass down in front of him.

“it was fine,” vague. like the answers he would give you whenever you didn’t give him something he desperately wanted.

you chuckled. “jooyoung is exactly like you.”

“what do you mean?” the smirk that quirked by his lips showed that he knew exactly what you meant.

“you give me unsatisfactory answers when i don’t give you what you want.”

you round the kitchen island, toward him. you circled your arms around his neck once again, clasping your hands together. his invigorating smile mirrored yours, his hands reflexively shifting to support the small of your back. you tipped your head up to meet his eyes.

“so tell me, yoon jeonghan, what is it can i do for you?”

“kiss me,” he mumbled after a moment. “you heard our son, it’s the national kiss day today and—”

you cut him off with your lips, his words muffled by them. a grunt left his lips from the impact, jolts of electricity running up his spine. he spun you around without breaking the kiss pressing your lower back against the hard edge of the island. jeonghan braced his hands on the hard surface of it and trapped you with his body.

“do you know what jooyoung told me?” you told him once he pulled away for air.

“what?” he grinned at the sound of your son’s name from your lips.

“he said i should hang out with you today,” you recalled the words your little boy whispered into your ear. “and told me to give you a kiss.”

“you don’t do that enough,” jeonghan teased and kissed the tip of your nose.

“which?”

“both,” gently, he moved down to kiss the corner of your mouth.

“i don’t kiss you enough?” you raised a sceptical eyebrow along with the corner of your lip.

“twelve years and i’ll still never have enough of it,” his mouth tackled yours once again.

it didn’t take him a second for the curvature of his lips to mould into yours. the shape of yours was imprinted onto it, a muscle memory claimed by you and you only.

the air around you grew warmer, his breath now becoming yours with each kiss. one arm around your waist and the other under your jaw, he held you close to him.

his tongue, like the tease that he was, swiped across your bottom lip. with one arm he hoisted you up onto the kitchen island so he could stand in between your legs. his hand reached behind to cup your ass and you gasped into his mouth.

“hannie, what are you doing?” you held him back with hands on his shoulders.

“kissing you,” he shrugged like it was nothing. “what else?”

“liar.”

“i can’t kiss with tongue now?” he’s pouting and god did he look like jooyoung.

“you can,” you pecked him once, twice. “i just forgot that we’ve got no one watching us now.”

“it’s daddy’s day off,” he tilted his head to your neck, beginning to suck marks of purple and red on your skin. his fingers toyed with the hem of your shorts. “it’s time to make you feel good.”

you arched into him, digits tugging on his hair to lure out a low, desperate growl from his lips. wetness pooled in your panties from the sound alone, and you wondered how you were going to be able to handle the rest of him.

“shall we make jooyoung another sibling?”

#seventeen #jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan fluff #jeonghan smut #jeonghan imagines #jeonghan drabbles #jeonghan x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen drabbles #seventeen x reader

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cyberdva · 3 years

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take me home- b.c.

Summary: Staying with Stray Kids over the holidays via the first-hand invitation from Chan sounded like the perfect vision. When New Years’ roles around tension grew, in the coming days you’d have to leave and someone needed to confess the secret scratching at his core for years on end. With a little plan from your best friend’s bandmates, this new year would be one to remember forever.

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Anxiety, and a Makeout Scene

Word Count: 2.3k

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A/N: (Gender Neutral Reader!!) hey everyone! it’s sort of a tradition for me to write a short little fic for new years. this time i chose to write about chan since he’s turned my life around and brought so much positive change into my life. i’m forever grateful to him and stray kids. thank you for reading all of my sappy drama. life is going to get better!

Being away from the same place you’d called home for the past who knows long felt strange. Don’t get me wrong, it was a major relief to be able to roam around a different area after the entire world was basically held captive in their own minds for the better. Having a second family in the form of an idol group, led by the most talented person you could think of, gave an excuse to seek refuge in their dorms, but this time they nearly begged for your presence for just a few days. Listening to Felix and Seungmin plead over the phone, ironic desperation laced in their tone, for a month and a half took a white flag waving on your behalf. Putting eight celebrities, and countless others, in the possibility of danger was the glue holding you back. Nights of pondering aimlessly always led to the same conclusion. Staying and going was a bitter conflict. Flabbergasted by all the trouble you got yourself into, the thought of leaving was a knee-jerk reaction. Either Felix and Seungmin got their way or the other way around, and if an agreement couldn’t be reached a full-on melancholy would forge in its place.

“Y/N…” Chan’s voice faded in and out with vigor, a perfect speech was freshly prepped in his mind wanting nothing but to have you here with him next week, “I have a question. You have to listen to the whole thing until you answer, okay?” His teeth grazed a chunk of flesh dragging in backwards in anticipation.

“I’ll come visit.” There was a cold breeze, lacing the darkness with foreign excitement, a feeling you had last had back in freshman year when Chris came home to visit you Training was the main priority for him, his young mind opened up the new group his company yearned to produce. Either lead a normal childhood or give the future its star-studded path. It hurt to see him go, more than anything had before, but when your bedroom door slowly creaked open it was worth the wait. Chan still remembers how you hugged him, tightly with so much emotion, it made him come to terms with the feeling brewing in his own mind. Truly cliché, but the way butterflies bubbled in his stomach and hands shook like leaves on a palm tree stuck in a brawny gust gave him desires which laid discrete too prolonged. Your response ignited that same lust, Chan’s voice hitched in between the words collapsing from his delicate lips. It brought a stunted tint to your cheeks, a rare occurrence in general.

The man’s eyes fluttered in amazement, “Y-You’re serious, not joking right?” Fingertips grazed the dew buttons nearing the edge of his phone, mimicking his posture at the moment.

“Do I not sound serious?” A puff of humor fell from your mouth, “Just make sure I don’t regret it, I’ll text you tomorrow Chrissy.” Left in his own bewilderment, it only had now begun to register the weight of the situation. His only lover, one-sided in his wit, of a near lifetime, was coming just for him, and his annoying ‘children.’

“I fucking hate that nickname.”

“Are you even old enough to have alcohol?” Buzzing with anticipation, the young woman dashed past an elated Minho forcefully dancing with Hyunjin, who looked about to pass out from drained practice from earlier on. Your hands clutched onto a champagne bottle, it still has a hint of frost to the touch. Jeongin flashed her a pout and gave swift retaliation, “It’s not for me! Hannie told me to open it for all of us!” His long fingers snatched it right back into his possession.

Changbin laid motionless on the couch, "It’s five minutes until midnight! Seungmin could you go grab Chan, I have no clue where he is.” A nod came from the other man, his footsteps faded in a quick manner. The aura swelled cheer through every inch of your body, it has been so long since you’d last experienced such an amazing weekend with the ardent people. Something did feel off, and everyone noticed. Chan just wasn’t as sociable, his time was mostly spent scrambling on his phone or just in utter silence.

An abnormal amount of time passed and Seungmin was nowhere to be found. Your legs cracked a bit as you stood up, your mission was to now find that man-child if it was the last thing you did. Nerves jittered across your arms and wrists, it lingered in the small crevasses between tight joints. You were in love with Christopher Bang and this moment was the same as any other with him, but that sentence never fully processed in your mind. Instead doubts about confessions replayed constantly, it was an anxiety pressed down to the base of your concerns, yet it still bobbed for attention every now and again.

“You alright?” Placing your body against the hard doorframe of Chan’s room wasn’t the brightest idea. A hard chunk of metal pressed directly into your thigh making this conversation more awkward to begin with. Chris was at a small wooden desk, still working his creativity to death, even during a celebration. His large, slick headphones fortunately didn’t block out the sound of your tender voice. It came as a surprise to him, normally Chan wasn’t this jumpy. Even a small amount of embarrassment tainted the normally confident persona of himself. He quickly spun around and tilted his head in recognition, silently motioning you to speak.

Moving from the uncomfortable stance you continued, "You’ve been acting really weird lately. You know you can talk to me about anything. I’ll always be here for you no matter what.” Scanning his face for any reaction probably made things a bit worse, his posture caved in on itself and you couldn’t help feeling bad for possibly brining up something he clearly didn’t want to talk about. For the one moment he looked up at you it brought pang of guilt over your chest.

A sigh escaped you unconsciously, “Sorry if I made you upset or anything, I’ll let you work some more, but at least get some rest later.” Chan shook his hands in retaliation as you spoke, slowly getting up from his seat as he did.

“I don’t know how to say this,” his eyes darted every which way except for you, “I should’ve told you a lot earlier and I regret not doing that and shit, but just listen to me.” You slowly bobbed your head up in down in a confused likeness. He radiated uneasiness in an odd, eager way. The silence between each sentence ate away at your mind.

He reached out for your wrist, slowly moving it up waiting for consent, “Y/N, we’ve known each other for a really long time and ever since second grade I’ve…” he stopped. Now your agitation grew, what was he even talking about? His breathing staggered, “I’ve had like the biggest crush on you.” Did I just hear that right? A wave of panic took control over the two of you.Still yet to response, and react fot that matter, to what Chan said it made him start to plung into some sort of hysteria.

Finally words pieced themselves together, “You’re in love with me?” He nodded, “Why didn’t you say anything.” When Chris would say he was shy you never thought it was to that extent. Imagining how hard that must’ve been to conceal wasn’t that difficult, your feeling for the man definitely were the exact same. Back in high school all your friends would be graced to hear your stories about how Chan is so hot, how much you miss him, how you’re going to marry him, and more and more. It was tough to never see him in person, it stung when you would call him in the rare date he was allowed to.

“I like you too, ever since first grade for me.” His spirit turned into the complete opposite of before, now with a crimson shade of disbelief painted across his lug, “Your ears are red.” You laughed, his hands reached to tuck his hair back over the spectacle.

“What do we do now?” The question floated in the air with the intensity of the conversation peeling away. Neither adult fully understood what was happening. The importance of their relationship crumbled away with small banter and painful jokes.

A bright idea formulated in your mind, “We could kiss.” Chris blankly took in what you said and graced a devious smile, “I like that idea.” Chan grabbed your waist and snatched you closer to his body, which was strangely warm. Not like you were complaining. Brushing a few obscure hairs away from your face he peered extensively at your stunning features, taking them all in. It wasn't long until Chan smashed his lips into your own and you eagerly returned the kiss.

For the next few minutes the two were engulfed in a kiss, making the whole room sway and trip over its own feet. Your grip on him became tighter and you locked your fingers together at his back, making sure you wouldn't lose him. After a few more minutes Chan began to push his lips to your neck, making sure to explore every inch of your skin with his tongue. You giggled and clutched him closer. Your lips caressed his chin and his neck, kissing every inch of them and playing with his eyelashes. Chan opened his mouth to kiss your neck but you put a finger on his lips, but he kept going. You heard footsteps coming closer even with the small noises coming from the older one.

“I found him…” Seungmin walked right through the open door and adjusted to the scene in front of him, “Ew!” his face contorted into a disgusted look, “I found Y/N too.” Now that your expected make out session was confirmed, the rest of the boys peaked down the hallway with oddly happy faces. Chan was beet-red and began muttering quick apologies under his breath. Adorning a beaming smile you took his hand and guided Chan back to the rest of the group, “You talk too much, but that’s why I love you.”

��Love me? Well, um I love you too.. I have for a really long time.” Your heart swelled from his cumbersome behavior, he really never changed much from his youth. With that said your cheeks flushed and a broad smile spread across your face, as your entire body flushed from head to toe. The boy had a way of making your cheeks do a very special kind of glow. With only a minute and a half on the clock it was awfully laid back. Normally people go all out on New Years, but everyone just wanted this one to end as quickly as possible. Spaced away from his large crew you noticed that there was a rather large difference in Chan’s mind and the way he acted. In front of his members there was a much more dominant manner to his actions. He really cared about them, luck was the only way to describe how you felt about knowing him so personally.

Felix was the most thrilled of the bunch, "Twenty seconds left!” He bounced up and down with his grin growing wider than before. Whenever Felix was around the atmosphere automatically lit up. He just has that special feeling to him. While you flashed backed into your mind thinking about random anomalies Chan was gazing at you with piercing eyes and when you threw a glance back at him, he stayed still. Out of the blue, grabbing your hands and holding it tight.

“Ten!” This didn’t feel wrong, nor right, never in a million years did you think your childhood best friend would keep the same feelings for you tucked away. Trying to fill that void with one night stands, relationships that never ended well, and even distancing yourself from Chris wasn’t ever the answer you thought it was.

“Nine!” He was hidden in plain sight, could you be labeled the fool in all of this? Really Chris could too, it took so long to face the truth.”

“Eight!” Putting his career on the line is the next discussion, if fans or media found out about the two of you his contract could be terminated. The hate he faces already is too much, you would never want to hurt him.

“Seven!” The harmonic combination of everyone’s chants was relaxing, calming the storm of thousands of ‘What if..’ questions piling from your brain.

“Can I kiss you?” Chris was now right by your ear, burning straight into your sight. You jerked your body back in reflex, not expecting him to be so close.

“Six!”

“What do you mean?” It was obvious, your mind felt as if it was short circuiting. This was not the first idea that popped into your head when you decided to come visit.

“Five!”

“Yes or no, hurry up.” From the tone of his voice you could tell he was dead serious. Time was running out.

“Four! Three!”

“Uh sure..” You swore a small sparkle in his eyes glistened at the response, his entire face lighting up.

“Two!” Chris leaned closer, grabbing your chin delicately. His finger stroked the sides of your chin as his lips filled the gap and connected with yours. His lips were firm but soft and somehow you felt safe in his embrace. The kiss was soft and feather light. It lasted for maybe a couple of seconds before Chris pulled back. Your lips were still slightly swollen and her lips felt like they were on fire. You breathed slowly and opened your eyes to find him gazing at you.

"That was... good," you said a bit dazed.

He gave you a half-grin. "You're a natural." Your face broke out into a full smile still trying to wrap your head around all of this.

“Do you mind?” Did everyone see that? Slowly your head turned to face the apparent audience all giving different reactions.”

“Minho, why don’t you kiss me like that?”

“Shut up Jisung.” Maybe this year won’t be so bad after all.

“One day i’m going to marry you!”

“Chris were only like twelve, you’re going to find someone a lot better one day.”

“I don’t think i’ll ever find anyone as perfect as you.”

“Stop it!”

“I’m serious! I love you Y/N! Forever!”

“Love you too Chrissy, hurry up before we’re late for your swim practice!”

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