#sungjin scenarios
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there you'll be || day6 [psj]
Warnings: major character death, heavy angst(?)
I won't control you, but MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. This is not for you, please.
Pairings: Park Sungjin/(F) Reader, implied past Yoon Dowoon/(F) Reader
Plot: What if you only have today to say goodbye?
Genre: Established Relationship
I keep a part of you with me,
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
This was written 8-9ish years ago, and re-written and posted on ao3 3 years ago.
This concept came from my sister's dream, and she asked me to write it, and probably the main reason why i decided to have an ao3 account lmao
This was originally written with a different fandom and pairing and was supposed to be a part of this fic universe i wrote (but didn't finish). Re-written so it can be better, I guess (hope)??? but the concept is still the same with some major changes tho
Reposted here because there is a tragic lack of day6/reader fics uwu
anyway, all readers are appreciated! luvluv
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6:00 – 7:00 a.m.
Y/N woke up to an irritating sound. It was this shrill beeping sound that made her want to hurl the object at the wall.
When she opened her eyes, she reached for the alarm clock and turned it off. "Shut up," she said, exhausted, and looked at the time. 6:00 am.
For an ordinary Saturday morning, six am is way too early. After dropping out of the university from her second course and running away with Sungjin, Y/N's life has changed; from the simplest things like her sleeping pattern to the biggest ones like missing her family. She wouldn't say she regrets it, she just wishes the situation was different.
Her usual weekends start at nine, and she always wakes up before Sungjin does. She would often be the one to go down to make breakfast for the two of them.
Sometimes though, when struck with an ahem inspiration, she would wake him with a lazy hand job—or a blowie, whichever she prefers—until he slightly shifts position and fist the bed covers. Slowly peppering his hips with kisses until Sungjin groans in annoyance to whichever is rousing him from his beloved, peaceful sleep. Y/N has to stifle her laughter because she knows just how grumpy he is when woken up 'too early', but how he won't be able to stay mad at her. He'd smile down at her and say in that sexy just-woke-up voice of his that he'd go back to sleep so Y/N can go ahead with what shennanigans she was trying to do.
Today though, that was not the case. She has to get up early because the local high school she volunteers at made a weekend program for writing and music. Every second Saturday, she would be facilitating two classes; a writing workshop in the morning, and the music sessions in the afternoon. Sometimes, she would take Sungjin with her, and he would teach the students how to play the guitar.
After switching the alarm off, Y/N got up and stretched her legs and arms, loving the way her joints popped as sleep from her muscles fade.
It's also during this time of the day, however, that she can't help but think of her life before this.
It has been five years. Y/N is sure her children doesn't recognize her anymore. After running away with the boyfriend of her ex-husband's twin brother, she's sure Dowoon would never let her be a part of their children's lives anymore, no matter how much he used to love her. Betrayal would definitely kill people.
Y/N padded sleepily to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
After getting ready for the day, she went down to cook some breakfast for them. Before leaving the house, she decides to check on Sungjin and wake him up early for his doctor's appointment. He sleeps through the alarm, and might miss his appointment.
She opens the door to their room quietly and see Sungjin's still sleeping form on the bed. She gently shakes him, just enough to wake him up.
"Sungjin?" She shakes him again when he doesn't respond. "Babe? Wake up."
Sungjin hums, cracking an eye open. "I'd be going," she says with a soft smile.
"Hmf... don't you want me to go with you?" He asks sleepily as he rubs his eyes. Y/N shakes her head, running her fingers through his hair.
"It's fine. You have your appointment today with Dr. Park, remember? Wouldn't wanna miss that." Sungjin pouts, and she smiles. "I'll bring home that Kimchi stew you like."
"Yeah?" He smiles at her hopefully through bleary eyes.
"Yes. So get your lazy ass up now, or you'll have to rush again." She slaps his bum and kisses his lips before she stands up. "I'll be home early. Get up now, 'kay? Love you." She shuts the door to the bedroom just in time to hear the faint and almost muffled love you too from Sungjin.
She leaves the house minutes later, not helping the smile on her face. She thinks that at the end of the day, after all the heartbreaks and challenges they had to face, running away with him is always worth it.
9:40 am
Y/N gives the students their second writing exercise for the day. She walks around the room and smiles down at Charlie, one of her favorite students in the writing program. The kid is really talented in writing.
Y/N wonders fleetingly about her twins. She wonders if they will inherit their father's love for music books, or her love for long novels? She puts her arm around the other and smiles to herself. She wants to see her children badly and maybe, just maybe, have some with Sungjin in the future.
10:30 am
Y/N was just about to tell her students to take a 15-minute break when she heard a commotion outside. One of the teachers ran up to her classroom with panic in her eyes. Y/N immediately knew something was wrong.
"What is it?" she asked.
"There's someone with a gun!" It took Y/N a minute to fully get that. "He's in the building. Send your students out."
She didn't need to be told twice. "Class, I need you to leave everything behind and quickly exit the room." She tried to keep her voice even so as not to alarm them. She didn't want them panicking, even though she felt like throwing up.
"Now!" She hoped her students can forgive her for raising her voice (she never does), but now's not the right time to think about that. Both teachers looked out while the students filed out of the room hurriedly.
"Did someone call 911?" she asked as the last student got out of the room. The other teacher's answer was cut short by the sound of gunfire, followed by screaming.
"Go, go, go!" Y/N yelled at the students as they all ran towards the direction of the stairs.
Y/N was nearing the stairs when pain blooms in her shoulder. She didn't dare look back as a second one hits her back, then her leg. That's when she lost her balance, and crumple to the ground face down. She heard more screaming as students ran for their lives before she felt the bullet to her neck, and she's—
12:00 pm
Y/N raises her head from the table with a gasp.
Disoriented, she looks around and blinks. She doesn't know she had been snoozing. Had she been snoozing? It feels like she had only blinked.
Huh.
She looks at the clock; 12:00 pm.
She hears the chatter of the students outside as she sees the essay exercises on her table. When she looks up, however, the classroom is a mess. The students' things are everywhere, and the chairs are all askew.
She remembers the panic and running, but nothing else. What happened after that?
She tries to recall as she flexes her head, pressing lightly at the pain in her neck. Not being able to come up with anything from her bizarre dream(?), she starts to clean up the mess.
1:08 pm
Y/N had successfully cleaned up the messy classroom by herself. She didn't notice that there were no students on the floor anymore. She slung her bag to her back and locked up the classroom.
It wasn't until she reached the second floor that she saw another soul. It was, however, a police officer.
What the...?
She walked towards the man, and called out to him.
"Excuse me?" He didn't seem to notice her. She called out to him again to no avail, the police turning his back on her.
"What the fuck?" Bothered, she continued down to the ground floor, where she saw more police officers.
She tried to talk to another police officer, but she was still ignored. She was getting frustrated and weirded out with each passing second. It's like they cannot see her. She didn't understand what's happening and felt her head spin, eyes prickling with tears of confusion.
She looked around, and finally, one person seemed to see her. The lady was looking straight at her. Relieved, Y/N walked towards her; she didn't know why, but she felt compelled to talk to her.
When she was close to the lady, she tripped a little on her own feet. She looked down and when she looked back up, the lady vanished.
"Looking for me?"
Y/N spun around to reveal the lady that had been staring at her.
"Yes..." Y/N said, torn between feeling embarrassed and confused. "But, you're there before. How...?"
The lady smiled at her. "You have more important questions to be answered, don't you think?" Y/N, who was dumbfounded, had just managed to nod.
"Come with me," the lady said. She turned around and started walking away, not waiting for Y/N to respond.
1:45 pm
Y/N cannot believe her eyes. She, or more accurately, her body, has been lying on a body bag in the quadrangle.
"B-but... h-how...?" She can only stammer in confusion.
This is just not possible. Y/N tries to breathe in and out to stop the spinning of her head, clutching her hands in each other.
She finally turns to the lady beside her, who is still staring at her lifeless body.
"You got killed," she answers Y/N's unspoken obvious question. "You're one of the last people he'd managed to kill before he was taken down by the police."
When the lady points at the bullet hole on her neck, a picture flashes through her mind.
Y/N remembers the pain through her shoulder, then her back and leg. Lastly, she remembers the blinding pain on her neck after falling to the ground.
After long minutes of disbelief, Y/N finds it in her to finally speak, her voice hoarse from the brimming emotions in her eyes. "I'm dreaming, aren't I?"
She badly wants to believe that maybe she was really just dreaming. Maybe this is all just a practical joke. By whom, she doesn't know.
"I'm sorry, Y/N." Her companion just shakes her head. "I'm so sorry."
That was the last straw for Y/N. Tears pour from her eyes as her world comes crashing down and her dreams shatter. She falls to her knees as she sobs her heart out.
She isn't ready to die yet.
Maybe this is payback for everything she did, for everyone she killed.
Sungjin.
How is he supposed to move on? How is she supposed to move on?
"Sungjin." She sniffs. "Don't I even have the chance to say goodbye? I wanna say goodbye to him."
"You only have until before midnight," the lady says.
"Thank you," Y/N replies.
The lady just smiles at her sadly, her eyes telling her that she understands how she feels. She wonders briefly if they had been in the same situation. The lady vanishes right before her eyes, leaving Y/N with a broken heart.
2:50 pm
She looks for Sungjin at the clinic, but he was not there. She goes home and he was there, sleeping soundly on the sofa. His arm has a band-aid, for his tetanus jab.
Sungjin hates getting shots the most. Y/N knows he hates hospitals and injections, and has a big mistrust with the institution, and it makes her chest swell with love for him.
It makes her heart shatter, though. It's so hard to leave and say goodbye to someone you had forsaken your world for, especially when you're starting to think that everything is turning out fine. She was just starting to build her world with him, planning their future and thinking of having kids.
Sungjin looks so peaceful and beautiful, having no care in the world that Y/N just wants to frame this moment. She knows she can't, so she'll just watch over him for as long as she can. Maybe it will last longer than taking a picture, or maybe it can stop the time. If not, then she can at least keep this picture embedded in her mind before she disappears forever.
3:38 pm
Sungjin shifts from his position, rubbing his eyes and yawning on his hands. Y/N wipes her eyes with the back of her hand so he won't see the tears that had been steadily streaming down her face for the past hour. His eyes find her, and smiles that beautiful smile she fell in love with.
It sends her heart skidding on the floor, and to splinter a little more at the thought of leaving him. She bites her lip to keep the tears from falling further, and smiles back at him.
"Hey," she says, barely keeping her voice steady.
"Hey," Sungjin smiles at hear again, but his smile crumples when he takes in her bloodshot eyes and runny nose. He shoots up and engulfs her in a tight hug.
It was the wrong thing to do as Y/N loses it again, tears escaping down her cheeks. He rubs her back soothingly.
"What's wrong?" he asks. "Are you okay?"
"I love you. Please never ever forget that," is all she can say.
"And I love you more." Sungjin pulls away and cups her face into his hands. "Now tell me what's wrong—and don't you try to lie. I know you so well."
She debates telling him because he deserves the truth, but she can't find the right words to say. "I'm fine," she sniffs and shakes her head. "I'm okay."
"You're definitely not okay." He pulls away and holds her arms. He frowns when he notices her body's dropped temperature. "Where have you been? You're awfully cold!"
"I'm fine. School's let out early." Y/N sits up straight and smiles, wiping at her tears. "Did you—have you seen the news?"
Y/N is nervous to ask that, but she has to know. She knows he would be shattered when he knows that he's talking to a ghost. Technically, Sungjin can still touch her, but she's already a ghost.
She also can't forgive herself for breaking their promise of forever.
"Not yet," Sungjin says. "I was so tired and sleepy so I had to go straight home. But we can turn on the TV anyw—"
"No!" Y/N grips his hand, cutting him short of turning on the TV. She looks close to tears again that he raises his eyebrows in surprise.
"No." Y/N composes herself with a fake smile to appease the surprised features on his face. "I'm just asking. I'm sorry for yelling."
"You're acting weird," Sungjin says.
Y/N puts on her best I'm-okay face and smiles at him. "I'm okay. I just had a snooze at work and I had a bad dream."
I wish this was all just a bad dream.
"I just want to make sure you don't forget I love you, you know? Despite everything that happened to us." She looks down and smiles sadly. "I'm sorry I made you worry for nothing."
Sungjin pouts, but pulls her into another hug. "It's fine, babe. I just love you more and more every second because you're the only person who loved me truly, and never left me."
Y/N's heart can't get any more broken.
5:55 pm
For the past few hours, Y/N and Sungjin were just curled up on the loveseat. They were watching a sappy romcom that seemed to mock her in the face as it was about leaving a loved one behind and coming back for them. On the other hand, it's a good reason for her to cry her eyes out without raising suspicion, safe and snug under Sungjin's arms.
Too bad, the peace doesn't last forever.
7:40 pm
Y/N is currently waiting for Sungjin to come back. She originally opposed to the idea because she has a bad feeling about it, but he said that he needs to get some food (since Y/N forgot to bring home some). It has already been an hour since he went out, and the store was only a 15-minute walk—five if you use a car.
What is taking him so long?
8:20 pm - 9:45 pm
Y/N was just about to go looking for Sungjin when the front door opens and shuts with a slam. Next came the heavy footsteps that sounded urgent and almost running.
Y/N stands up and was about to see if it was him (who else would it be?), when he comes running into the living room. He was panting and has a disheveled appearance, eyes puffy with the evident tear-stained tracks in his face.
Shit.
"Sungjin...?" Y/N steps forward, but Sungjin steps backwards. "Babe...?"
"Who are you?" he asks as he tilts his head to the side, an incredulous, almost crazed look in his eyes.
"What?" she asks, knowing fully well what is going on. "It's me, Y/N! What kind of stupid sh—"
"You're NOT Y/N!" Sungjin almost yells. He walks towards her and shakes her by her shoulders. "Who are you? What did you do to her?"
"Babe, it's me!"
"No!" He lets go of her and walks to the other side of the room, his back against her. He turns around, and he has tears in his eyes. "You're not her."
"I am!" she cries out, but he refuses to listen. His mouth is curled in an angry sneer. "I know it sounds absurd, but I came back for you... to say goodbye."
"How can I believe that, huh?" he laughs, but there is no humor in his voice. "Ghosts are not real, whoever you are."
Oh.
"How can you expect me to believe what you were saying?" he asks, but she can't give him an answer. "Answer me!" he screams when she stays silent.
Y/N suddenly feels tired. Heartbroken.
"I love you," she says instead. She looks down at her hands, and see that she is starting to fade as time passes by.
Sungjin laughs a ruthless laugh, not noticing the change in her, and it breaks her heart even more. She can't find it in herself to cry, mainly because she's already cried out as heck, and it's not like it will change anything.
"Just stay away from me," Sungjin says, face taut with anger. "Get the fuck out of my house."
Y/N can only nod. She debates reaching out to touch him, but backs out at the last second. She leaves her coat by the door, and gets out into the cold night.
She's already cold, anyway.
11:15 pm
Y/N begins to think about how her life has been and thinks how far she'd come. She's pretty proud of herself for coming this far.
She would want to say goodbye to her kids and to Dowoon as well, but it's not like that's in the cards right now.
She looks at her wristwatch, the one Sungjin gifted her for her birthday.
11:15 pm.
Right, 45 minutes left.
It's funny how she can't cry anymore, probably because she's past the sixth stage of grief. She thinks she had already accepted that she will be gone by midnight, and crying makes no sense at this point. It's not like it'll bring her back, or bring Sungjin back.
Speaking of which, she looks to her left and there Sungjin is at the other side of the park. She's pretty sure he hasn't seen her yet, so she stands up and keep her head down.
She walks toward a more secluded part of the park, not risking a glance back at him. She doesn't want to fight with him again. She'd rather go quietly without an affair, than have a big blow up with Sungjin. After all, this what she's good at; running away.
"Y/N!"
Ah, shit.
Y/N tries to walk faster without seeming like she was running away from him. If she runs away, he'll know she heard him. Y/N walks on, chanting a nopenopenope in her head.
Nope, indeed.
Nearly there.
"Y/N, please," Sungjin says, sounding out of breath and too near. "Wait."
Just keep yourself together.
"Y/N!" Sungjin grabs her wrist, spinning her around.
Her gaze lands on her wrist, and she sees that she was fading away fast. She pulls her hand back to her fast, careful not to draw attention to it. Too late though, because Sungjin's eyes are drawn to it.
She pulls the sweater's sleeve to cover her wrist and clear her throat. "Yeah." She laughs awkwardly. "Sorry 'bout that."
"It's true, then." Sungjin's face crumple. He looks younger, almost like a kid. "I was hoping it was just delirium from the shots."
She laughs quietly. "You don't get delirious from shots."
Silence.
Y/N takes a deep breath, and smiles like her heart's not on fire. "I'll be going."
"Where?" he asks in a small voice.
She shrugs. "Hell, maybe?"
That turns out to be the wrong thing to say, because Sungjin bursts into tears a few moments later.
No, no, no.
"I'm sorry," she says as she takes a step towards him. She suddenly stops, him asking her to stay away still ringing in her ears.
"I'm sorry," even though she doesn't know if she's saying sorry for the joke or for ruining his life. "Sorry."
"I was hoping—" he says as he hiccups, wiping at his tears. "I was hoping this was all just a practical joke."
Y/N smiles sadly, still keeping her distance. She badly wants to pull him into a hug, but she can't.
"Do you regret it?" she asks him after a minute of silence. He looks at her and it breaks her heart, but she just can't bear not knowing before leaving. "Do you regret choosing me?"
"No," he insists, shaking his head. "Never."
She nods with a small smile. Me, too.
"Thank you," she says. "That's all I need to know."
She turns toward the other side of the park, but he walks in front of her and blocks her way.
"Don't go," he begs almost desperately. He kneels in front of her and hugs her legs, still crying like a kid. "Please just take me with you."
"Sungjin..."
"Please," he cries harder. "Please please please."
Y/N unwraps his arms around her legs, and kneels with him, pulling him into a tight hug.
"Please don't leave me," he cries on her sweater. "You're all I have."
11:55 pm
Five minutes.
They spent the last almost-hour talking and crying. They reminisced about everything, and Y/N apologized, mostly. Everything she failed to say, and failed to make him feel. She spared nothing.
She looks at her wristwatch. 11:55 pm.
Her hands are almost transparent at this point.
"I'm sorry if I wasn't able to keep my promise" she says, taking Sungjin's hand in hers. "I mean it when I said I love you, and I want you to be happy—"
"—I can't be," Sungjin replies. At least he had stopped crying, but it looks like he was about to again.
Three minutes.
"Close your eyes, babe." He does, and she kisses his lips one last time.
"I'm gonna miss you," she says. "I'll wait for you, okay?"
"I won't take long." Sungjin's voice is quivering.
One minute.
"I love you." Her skin starts to glow while she was speaking, her body flowing like ashes in the wind and drifting upwards.
"I love you, too," Sungjin says.
When he opens his eyes, he was alone on the park bench.
He stays there for a long time, wishing she heard him.
She did, and she carried his love with her to the dark skies.
fin
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Day6 Smut Headcanons
As promised, here's some smut headcanons for these boys! 💙🍀💚 I posted a Younghyun A-Z once, but that was 5 years ago (!) so my opinions are probably a bit different now. 18+ under the cut, yall~
Sungjin
It takes him awhile to really understand that you find him hot, to understand that yes, you are very attracted to him. He doesn't see himself in that way, so it's flattering and surprising for him, even if you tell him on many different occasions. Because of that, you often have to be the one to initiate sex, at least for a few months into a relationship. But when he is in bed, he's a good partner; very attentive, and passionate when he gets going. No dom/sub dynamic with him, just mutual pleasure. Everything's very balanced: you go down on him, he's gonna go down on you. He doesn't really think about which of those he likes better, it's all nice in his mind. When you give him head, he guides you carefully with both hands, watching you intently and holding your hair gently. When he gives you head, he focuses and closes his eyes, making out with your pussy until you're squirming. Loves to shove his tongue as deep into you as he can get it. He loves to be on top and in control, so something classic like missionary is definitely a go-to, but he also loves having you on your stomach and taking you from behind. His sounds are minimal, as he tries to maintain that Busan tenacity, but when he does let go, his moans are deep, clear, and melodic with a slight husk. When he cums, he pushes deep into you, bites hard on his lip and slips out a curse. And oh does he love to cum inside you, to fill you up and revel in his possessive tendencies. But if not inside you, he likes it when you jerk him off onto your tongue. Would call you something like "angel" or "kitten". He probably wouldn't say it outright, but he loves to spoil you.
Younghyun
A very intimate partner; his hands are all over your body whenever he gets the chance. He'll come up behind you when you're cooking or doing dishes and wrap his arms around you, kissing your neck or just standing there with you in his arms and his chin on your shoulder. In bed, he'll pull off your garments piece by piece and let his hands and lips traverse your body before anything else. He loves intimate positions where your bodies are closely intertwined, and loves to hold your gaze while you have sex. Having you straddling him while he sits on a couch or comfy chair is a fave for him, and he'd be up for cock warming too. Calls you "baby" all the time, and likes to be called a nice little domestic pet name like "honey". He's very talkative during sex, not just with dirty talk, but having like full conversations. He has such a penchant for truly enjoying and appreciating experiences while he's having them, so it's quite common for him to smile warmly at you when you're together. He loves oral sex, both giving and receiving. When he's giving, he spreads your legs wide and uses his fingers a lot, watching your reactions to everything. When you're going down on him, he furrows his brow and bites his lips till they're red and swollen, trying so hard not to let his instincts take over and fuck your face. But if you let him...yeah he'll take the opportunity. Deep throating is such a big turn on for him, and he just loves to cum in your mouth and see you swallow. He can be a bit shy with his moans, relying more on his words, but with a little encouragement will let you hear them more. And thank God for that, because he sounds lovely; relaxed and husky and sprinkled with dirty words under his breath. "Oh my God, you're so good for me, baby...taking it so good...yeah, you want it, don't you, baby? Tell me how much you want me..." If you suggest something a little kinkier or toys, he'd hesitantly be open to trying it.
Wonpil
Anyone who's read some of my Wonpil stuff knows that in my mind, he's the quintessential Baby Boy 😌💕 He needs a soft dom to take care of him. Very obedient and loves to please, he'd let you tie him up, gag him, blindfold him, leash him, tease him, edge him, whatever. He loves it when you take charge, and his favorite positions are when you're on top, though he also likes to spoon. He also would totally let you peg him. When he goes down on you, he prefers for you to sit on his face. Run your fingers through his hair and tell him how good he is letting you use his mouth, and he's melting into a whimpering puddle beneath you. When you go down on him, he squirms and whimpers for more, but bites his tongue to keep himself from begging too much. He watches you with shaky breath as you take all of him in your mouth. Cums wherever you tell him to, often ending up doing so in your hand. He tries his best to hold it until you tell him he can cum, but he has a hard time with that. Breathy, clipped, whiny moans leave him when you touch him, only getting louder and whinier the closer he gets. "Please, I'm so close, c-can I cum, please?" He's very curious about toys and open to experimenting with them, on himself and on you. Loves to be called "baby boy", "honey", "sweetie", things like that. He'll call you "baby" in public and whatever you want him to behind closed doors. He gets off to the idea of cuckolding, but would probably never actually let another person fuck you.
Dowoon
He gets kinda cocky when he knows you want him, and so uses the opportunity to tease you and make you ask for it. He likes to hear you say you want him, and sometimes playfully won't even let you kiss him until you say as much. Despite that, he's clingy, but not annoyingly so. It's really very endearing. Innocent date nights turn hotter faster with him, and you may never watch an entire movie together, as you always end up dry humping or fucking before the credits roll. He loves your ass and is always finding some excuse to have his hand on it. In public he'll just call you by your name, but in bed he likes to call you "princess" or "good girl" and to think of himself as more dom than he actually is. Deep grunts rumble in his chest, along with exasperated exhales, when you fuck. "Going crazy, can't believe how good you feel..." He's actually not that into receiving head, but he loves a good handjob. He'll go down on you, but thinks of it more as foreplay and doesn't stay down there long. Which is a shame, because he's quite good at it. He just can't wait to be inside you and often gets ahead of himself, and so most of your sex life is intercourse. But once he starts fucking you, he's so determined to do his very best. He's focused and passionate, and loves to try all kinds of positions. If he had to choose a favorite, it would probably be reverse cowgirl. Again, because he loves your ass, and because it's endlessly hot to him to watch you riding him. He's also a bit voyeuristic, loving to watch you get yourself off. Public sex is intriguing to him, but he's hesitant to actually try it. He loves to cum on your chest, and often ends up just pulling out and hurriedly cumming wherever's closest, like your ass or lower stomach. Doesn't often cum inside you though, he likes to see your skin covered in it.
#day6 smut#sungjin smut#young k smut#younghyun smut#wonpil smut#dowoon smut#mine#day6 scenarios#day6 imagines#day6 hard thoughts#day6 hard hours#headcanon
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s.o has a piercing/tattoo
crush is a cancer
crush is a pisces
child’s first word is “appa”
crush is a leo
crush is an aries
s.o is in a band
s.o has a big family
s.o writes poetry
gf is sensitive around her time of the month
gf is a solo artist
gf is a capricorn
buying a ring too small
imagines
jae
it wasn’t bad at all
the best news
giggles and candy canes
you’re an angel
sungjin
young k
cotton candy kisses
wonpil
i’m not sure
dowoon
didn’t expect this
not as planned
you never knew
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When He Sings You To Sleep ~ Day6 Reaction
Sungjin:
The feeling of you shuffling made Sungjin turn too, immediately coming face to face with you. “You’re not still awake, are you?” He frowned, picking up on the fact that you’d been having a restless night.
Your head nodded as a pout formed in your expression, “I just wish there was something that would help me to sleep.”
“I could help,” Sungjin quickly suggested, an air of confidence in his voice. “What about if I sing to you for a little while? That always seems to help you fall asleep.”
“But you need to sleep too,” you retorted, only to quickly be shushed by Sungjin. The look in his eyes let you know how serious he was, desperate to try and help you sleep. “Only if you’re absolutely sure Sungjin.”
A faint hum came from him, “of course, you just close your eyes and let me do the rest.”
“You make it sound so easy,” you giggled as you made yourself comfortable once again, “sleeping isn’t quite that simple.”
“It is when I’m the one that’s singing to you Y/N.”
Young K:
Your eyes lit up as Younghyun agreed to sing for you as you made yourself comfortable in his lap. “The big decision now is what song you want me to sing for you,” he told you, not knowing your mind was already made up.
Your head turned so that you were looking up at Younghyun, “you know I love whenever you sing Fly Me To The Moon.”
“I knew you were going to say that,” he chuckled, reading you like a book. “Are you sure that you’re not bored of listening to me sing the same song to you over and over?”
“No way,” you smirked, popping each of the sounds whilst Younghyun placed his hand against your side. “There’s no way that I could ever get bored of listening to it, you and that song are the perfect combination.”
He couldn’t help but smile as Younghyun listened to you, “you need to close your eyes in that case.”
“I can do that,” you assured him, hurrying to close your eyes and make yourself comfy. “Now you need to start singing.”
“A singer needs time to warm up Y/N.”
Wonpil:
A soft smile formed on your face as you were woken by the sound of singing, your eyes slowly opening and looking to your left. “I can’t sing you to sleep if you’re awake,” Wonpil scolded as he noticed you.
Your smile turned up even more as you stirred, “why would I want to sleep when I could listen to you singing instead?”
“I’m only singing if you sleep, because I know you’re tired,” Wonpil told you, poking his tongue out at the same time too. “If you don’t close your eyes, we can sit in silence.”
“Since when were you so mean to me?” You chuckled back across to Wonpil, your voice groggy from how sleepy you were. “Why can’t you just sing to me to make me close my eyes and want to fall asleep?”
Wonpil’s head reluctantly nodded back at you, “as long as you promise to try and get some rest.”
“I promise,” you agreed with him, “but you can’t stop singing just because you think I’m asleep, you have to be sure.”
“I’ll make sure that I check you’re definitely asleep.”
Dowoon:
You looked dejectedly across at Dowoon as his head shook in rejection to your suggestion. “I’m not singing you to sleep, my singing voice is rubbish,” he protested, bringing a groan of frustration out of you.
You poked against his arm as his head started shaking, “I think you’ve got a great singing voice, no one else can hear us too.”
“What about if I hum?” Dowoon proposed instead, “or maybe I could just tap my hand against the side of the bed to give you a beat to fall asleep to instead?”
“I said I wanted you to sing me to sleep,” you swiftly reminded him, meeting his eyes with a firm gaze. “If I love your singing voice, what’s stopping you from singing? You know that I love listening to you too.”
Dowoon looked sceptically back to you, “you really think that it can help you to fall asleep?”
“I could not be surer,” you chimed, the smile on your face growing. “What do you say? Are you going to sing for me?”
“I guess seeing as you asked so nicely.”
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Masterlist
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Reaction to you trying to reach the top shelf (Day6)
Post Date: 19th July 2022
Content: Fluff
TW?: N/A
Request?: Yes
Masterlist Prompt list
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Jae: The thought of helping you could come last in his mind as he’d clutch his chest laughing, streaming tears as he’s just a clown. What does he need long legs for if he isn’t going to help you? He’d definitely enjoy watching you struggle to reach it a bit too much.
Sungjin: Though he’d have a little giggle, he’d instantly come over to give you a hand with trying to reach the top sheld, and/or would even to offer to grab that item you needed for you. Though he would respect that you’d still want your independancy and would offer help so he could honour that.
Young K: A smile would appear on his face as he’d let out a small amused smile, and would attempt to hold in his laughter as he’d give you a hand if you let him to. If you don’t he’d laugh at your attempt but either way he’d carefully watch so you didn’t hurt yourself whilst trying.
Wonpil: As much as he can be a sweetie, the amount of time you’d have to try and reach the top shelf would make him get a “Not this, again” attitude, finding it annoyingly amusing watching you trying to do it yourself but he’d just interupt to help you.
Dowoon: Panic would instantly set in the minute he’d catch you climbing to try and reach it, running over to you to offer help and mainly having his arms out to catch you if you fell and/or hurt yourself. However you wouldn’t have to worry about reaching the top shelf, he’d probably do it for you to stop you climbing.
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🦊Day6 Masterlist🦊
🐻Park SungJin🐻
Callin’ (A)
🐔Park JaeHyung🐔
*nothing yet*
🦊Kang YoungHyun🦊
Older (A, F)
🐰Kim WonPil🐰
*nothing yet*
🐶Yoon DoWoon🐶
*nothing yet*
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please note that I am no longer actively writing for day6 and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in these groups have either been put in the vault or recasted.
🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞
♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut
✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed
»» Creature Feature
»» Creature Feature '20: The Summoning ♧ p.sungjin
— oneshots
»» Creature Feature '20: Bad Moon Rising ♧ k.wonpil
➥ 7.4k; Sungjin is an incubus that hasn’t seen any action in years. So when Y/N summons him, thinking she can make a deal with him for power, Sungjin is more than willing to play her little game. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Sungjin doesn’t make those kinds of deals. But that doesn’t mean summoning him will be a complete waste of time, right?
➥ 11.2k; Being cursed a werecat, Wonpil often wishes he’d been bitten by a werewolf. Instead of turning into a fearsome half man, half beast every full moon, he turns into an eight pound black house cat. What will happen one night when he gets rescued by a witch named Y/N and taken to her cottage in the woods?
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Nayeon was talking about she liked when people watched her have sex. Tzuyu really didn't get why anyone would enjoy just watching, so Nayeon invited her to try.
Tzuyu watched Nayeon ride one of the SVT members. She's not sure which one because she got bored and started scrolling on her phone.
She tried again, this time watching as Nayeon knelt on all fours and was fucked in the arse by one of the Day6 members. Again Tzuyu just lost interest.
Nayeon assured Tzuyu that if she didn't enjoy watching then that's fine, it's just not for her.
On a later date, Tzuyu walked into Nayeon's room expecting her to be alone. She wasn't. She was going to turn around and leave, but then she realised that the person whose face Nayeon was sitting on and that her pussy was getting eaten by, was Jihyo.
Tzuyu meant to leave. Her body didn't agree and took her to one of the seats in the room. She watched and struggled to not slip her hand into her jeans.
okay so this ask came in at like 5 this morning when I was sick and awake and looking for discourse and it unequivocally rocked my shit lmaoooo OP, I absolutely love this scenario, I think it's brilliant, it fits in EXACTLY with how I headcanon Nayeon, Tzuyu AND Jihyo ????? which is unbelievable because like HOW lmao I am just gonna put my own spin on this and fill in the blanks a little bit and we can discuss this for the rest of our respective lives
SO. a drunk Nayeon hanging out with Tzuyu + some non Twice friends and the topic of sex comes up the way it always seems to. Nayeon remarks in her offhand Nayeon-ish way that a friend watched her fuck some guy once and that she liked it. Tzuyu (also drunk and therefore... bolder) asks Nayeon about it later when they're alone. Nayeon smirks and,, remembering her strange little crush on Tzuyu,, says some cheeky shit like "if you're so curious, you can come over and watch next time."
AND TZUYU, BLESS HER HEART, CALLS HER BLUFF AND AGREES TO IT and that's how she ended up in the room when Nayeon rode Jeonghan. And Tzuyu can appreciate that they're both attractive but ehhh she doesn't really find herself Into It.
Just for shits and giggles (and because tbh Nayeon really liked it the first time), they try again, this time with Nayeon/Sungjin (one of the all-time great cross-ships and FWBs) And it's different because Nayeon/Jeonghan is different from Nayeon/Sungjin. but even watching Nayeon get fucked from behind by Sungjin (which Tzuyu admits she found at least slightly more interesting than Nayeon riding Jeonghan) doesn't really do anything for her.
She and Nayeon joke about it later and Nayeon teases her but then says "hey, no worries, it was fun, we don't have to talk about it again" and that's that.
Tzuyu actually forgets all about it for a few weeks. It's not until she ducks into Jihyo's room to grab something ((this is where our scenarios split apart JUST SLIGHTLY, OP)) and accidentally sees Jihyo + some random FWB that Tzuyu remembers the whole watching thing
I can't decide which scenario to go with but Tzuyu either sees Jihyo topping some pretty female partner with a strap OR Jihyo riding some fit male partner's face
EITHER WAY, Tzuyu feels now what she didn't feel either time with Nayeon and she very very unexpectedly finds herself fixated on Jihyo and very very very unexpectedly turned on. like no way in hell did she ever expect to find herself leaning on the door frame and watching Jiyho fuck someone/get fucked with her hand creeping towards her waistband. that was NOT on her agenda and she never ever saw it coming but 🤷🤷🤷 it's a big discovery for Tzuyu FOR SURE lmao
#thank you!!!#hall of fame#absolute legend#tzuyu smut#nayeon smut#twice smut#seventeen smut#day6 smut#jihyo smut#i need MORE bro#natzu smut
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Day6 Reaction to s/o learning their instrument while they're away
Type: Fluff, angst in Dowoon dont know what happened wasnt me
Word Count: 2.865
A/n: I took some creative freedom with why they were away but that is it. Keep in mind, I have no experience with instrument except for when I played the piano in 5th grade for like two weeks. Anyways, I hope you enjoy! - Moon
TW: small cuts, fight, second hand embarrassment
Sungjin
Sungjin was absolutely and devastatingly exhausted. His own guitar case felt like it was weighing him down tremendously, and he had a huge headache. Jae and Wonpil arguing in the back of the car was not helping in any way. It has been going on since they left the airport. He rubbed at his temples tiredly pressing his head against the cool window from his place in the passenger seat next to their manager.
Still, he couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips as he thought about seeing you, probably curled up in the couch cheeks puffed from the snack you were inhaling. The pounding in his head lightened at the cute sight he would soon get to enjoy as he played with the loose threads of his old button up shirt.
True to Sungjin’s imagination, your form was sitting on the couch. Not true to his imagination, you were actually bent over something in your lap, lightly humming and bopping your head to the rhythm being produced by your still clumsy fingers. The guitar in your lap had gotten lighter as the days went by without your boyfriend, and in replacement of his touch, leaving your fingertips warm and tingling, it was small cuts you hadn’t bothered to bandage as it disrupted you when playing.
You missed Sungjin an abnormal amount. The cold spot in the bed or him making weird faces at you through the mirror in the mirror when brushing your teeth. You missed all of it. With a slight tremble in your chest you started playing the chorus to “You Were beautiful”.
You were so focused on trying to get it right you didn’t notice the door closing only to startle when you slightly looked up through your lidded eyes seeing the shadow looming over the coffee table. With a small yelp of surprise you jumped immediately looking up only to find your boyfriend staring at you with wide eyes.
His surprised expression made you shrink into yourself. You threw your head into your hands in pure embarrassment letting the guitar gently slide off your lap, hitting the floor with a soft thump. “Can you just pretend you didn’t see that I can’t believe I even tried learning all that by myself I” you cut yourself off with an un-pleased sigh shaking your head and looking at him with pleading eyes.
Your boyfriend continued in his frozen state for about five seconds before breaking out in the biggest smile rushing around the coffee table in which you panicked trying to get away from him with a squeal, but being too slow im the excitement that was usually in a much dormant state in Sungjin. The wrinkles near the corner of his eyes deepened adoringly, and his chest shook with soft laughter while he held you close.
There was a fond twinkle in his eye as Sungjin forgot any tiredness that clung to his bones and kissed the tips of your fingertips while maintaining eye contact. He kept your hands encased in his when scolding you for having such low faith in yourself and softly encouraging you. He would probably put little stitch band-aids on your fingertips and continue teaching you, sitting you on his lap and scolding you when you lose focus with a sharp poke at your ribs smiling when you giggled. This man just fell impossibly more in love with you.
“You shouldn’t say those things, look at you love, learning all alone and doing so well. I'm so proud. Would you rather have the elmo band-aids or the stitch band-aids… I don’t know about you but Elmo kinda creeps me out. Just five more minutes little love then you can go mug Young k with Dowoon. Don’t look at me like that! You finally have a teacher and you take him for granted. The audacity-”
Jae
Jae was a thin hair away from just ripping his hair out. He didn’t believe the kpop industry would take very kindly to him going bald, but he had come to a point where he didn’t really care about what people thought anymore. But thinking about you not being able to play with his hair anymore while he drifted off to sleep with his head on your chest severely upset him.
Jae had gotten stuck in another limbo, stuck in the studio and in his own head desperately trying to finish any of the unfinished songs left in his computer files. He missed you so much, he eventually called it quits, deciding to go home to you, who he hadn’t seen in days.
Just the thought about seeing you energized his previously exhausted self. He never could get sick of you. Every day, every week was a new adventure, a new chapter, all with his favorite person in the world. The night sky, although beautiful, seemed to mock him, reminding him of how late it was, meaning you were most probably asleep.
Opening the door to his apartment, he heard soft music. He briefly recognized “I Need Somebody”, and thought you were playing it from your phone. All his thoughts came to a halting stop when he saw you perched on the bed, in his shirt, playing the melody of the previously mentioned song.
You had hair falling into your eyes with your eyebrows slightly scrunched trying not to mess up and heavily focused. Jae had loudly yelled in surprise, causing you to flinch and look up shocked at the sudden surprise. When you saw it was just him, you had comically thrown your hands in the air yelling at him about how it was supposed to be a surprise.
The irritated look on your face vanished as you went up to give him a light hug with a kiss, softly smiling at him. Meanwhile Jae, was completely out of it, lovestruck eyes while he instinctively returned your affection.
“Come Jae, you look like you haven’t slept in ages, your eyes are so sunken babe”, you had softly whispered to him, rubbing the soft skin under his eyes, the way you were always soft with him when he came back from the studio. You slept in the same bed for the first time in what had been days, Jae tightly clutching on to you.
He may have not been completely there at the moment, but in the morning when he had time to process everything, he was a changed man. He wouldn’t stop laughing and giggling excitedly, eagerly wanting to hear everything you had learnt. He even poked fun at you when you made a mistake. But it was all lovingly as he also praised you non stop while looking at you with his messy hair and big smile next to you on the couch. He had so much inspiration now. To finish what had been left behind.
“Pop off queen who gave you this much talent, you couldn’t even tell me what bass was last time we talked, which was like a week ago. Might just make you play when I don’t feel like playing. Give you a wig and people won’t know the difference! Why are you booing me, I'm right?”
Young K
Young K’s foot tapping on the floor of the car was the only sound that filled the car aside from the soft sound of the car’s engine and tires. He was absolutely spent, having to have stayed in a different city for a show he was invited to that was filmed far away from his home.
Far away from you. Young K could tell his manager was starting to get irritated, but Young K was already massively annoyed and too far in his own world to really care. He missed the pine scent of his sheets, and he missed you.
It was not a good combination. When he got to his place he quietly thanked the manager, getting his bag before trying to ignore every urge telling him to run into the building and fall into his soft bed with you in his arms. When he opened the door, your keys were there, so he knew you were in the building. That thought filled him with more relief than it should have.
He did have to admit, hearing “I smile” this early in the day was odd as you usually saved the more mellow songs for later in the night. Young K told himself he had many euphoric moments in his life, but seeing you staring at a sheet of paper with so much determination and a bass guitar in your arms came pretty close to the top.
The absolute warmth that exploded in his chest was a feeling he would not forget in a long time. He could feel his lips slightly curl up in fondness as your hands shook while your eyes wavered unsurely between your hands on the strings and the video on your laptop sitting further on the edge of the bed. Your face scrunched up before you sighed and stared dejectedly at the instrument on your lap.
“Why so sad love?" His voice made you instantly sit up, pushing the instrument gently off your lap. You crawled to the edge of the bed where Young K had already gotten closer where he met you tenderly running his hand through your hair, and he curved his hand around the back of your head bringing your forehead to his abdomen.
He brushed his thumb over where your hairline met the sensitive skin of the back of your neck immensely enjoying being back at your side. Your hands were clutching the back of his shirt, and your simple touch brought a warm feeling to his chest. You both leaned back as Young K’s chest started to rumble with laughter “You should have waited for me, it would have been easier if I could teach you”, he softly said, pushing your hair back from your face causing you to lightly laugh.
“I wanted to surprise you, but I didn’t get that far anyways. Can’t become a prodigy in one day I guess”. Young K smiled again, promising to himself to help you as much as he could as he put his hand fondly on top of your head.
“You’re doing so good, just move your finger up a little, you’re plucking the c chord instead of the e chord during the chorus, don’t look at me like that i’m trying to help?! I wouldn’t put you on my level, but I think you’re doing really well. I’m hungry now, what do you want? No- What do you want? I am okay with anything just tell me-”
Wonpil
Wonpil was trying his hardest not to think about you. From the way you got excited when you got to see the moon in the cloudy sky to the way you smiled when you saw the neighbor’s cat while getting the mail.
He was happy to be on a trip with her sister, he hadn’t had much time to be with her in recent, well forever really. While you had been invited, you hadn’t been able to attend due to work. Wonpil did his best to keep his mind off you and enjoy the trip, he just hadn’t spent this long without you in a while.
Even so, he still had a fun time with his sister and her boyfriend creating many memories. He didn’t regret it, but he was extremely happy to come back to you. Opening the door to your apartment, he dropped his suitcase by the door, an excited smile tugging at his lips as he traveled through the apartment with his arms spread knowing you would embrace him as soon as you saw him. He felt so giddy, he didn’t even notice the broken keyboard sounds ringing throughout the living space.
His smile fell in a comical way, his face morphing into one of confusion instead. He recognized a broken rendition of “Mary had a little Lamb”, and tilted his head as he opened the door to your room seeing you with really big headphones on your head staring down at the keyboard with the most offended look on your face.
How dare this keyboard not give you its secrets! Wonpil couldn’t help the laugh that escaped his chest, not mocking you, but he just thought you were so cute. He lightly touched your shoulder causing you to jump, and the slight movement of your head caused the headphones to slide off your head. It didn’t matter much. You instantly dove into his arms, pressing the side of your face against his chest.
He felt warmth flood his chest as his hand encased the back of your head while he pressed his lips to the top, closing his eyes in bliss enjoying having you in his arms again. He leaned back from the brace as his eyes flashed with amusement and yours with slight embarrassment. He lightly laughed, eyes crinkling. He cradled your face in his hands, a teasing lilt to his voice, “What were you trying to do, hmm?” He could feel your face grow hot under his finger tips.
“I was just trying to surprise you. I felt bad for not being able to go with you”. He shook his head, hands playfully pinching your cheeks as you whined. “You shouldn’t act that way, I understood from the beginning. It must have been hard for you. Here, come, your lovely boyfriend will make this easier for you”.
“Y/n the keys will not bite prEsS dOWn, no, no keyboards do not have to be oiled, this is a musical instrument not a mechanical vehicle. You are so cute. What am I gonna do with you? No, you can not play the keyboard with your forehead, DO NOT put your foot on the keys. I don’t care if it’s for the vine.
Dowoon
Dowoon was beating himself up. Looking back at what happened a few hours ago made his chest tight. He couldn’t help but wince at the words both of you had thrown at each other. You had been with each other for so long, and when his lovely mother asked him when he would propose, although with good intentions, it put pressure on him.
He was still young. He had mentioned it to you in a joking manner, but there was a misunderstanding and you thought he was blowing it off as he didn’t see a future with you.
Somehow feelings were hurt, and the fight escalated. And Dowoon decided he was a coward because it was when you had started stuttering through your words and avoiding eye contact, he knew. He knew he had pushed you across a line that might not be able to be crossed again.
He panicked. He was really good at doing that wasn’t he? He left. He took a bus and went to the nearest hotel he could find. There he was sitting on the edge of the too perfectly made bed with his head in his hands.
Had he just ruined his precious relationship because he was scared of what the future could or could not hold? Why did he have to run away? Why couldn’t he just stay? Most importantly, how badly had he hurt you?
With a sigh he stood up, and he got on the bus back to your apartment. Staring at the door, the fact you were just on the other side and hurting is what pushed him to open it with the key you had given him. Opening the door, he was met with silence and darkness. Have you already gone? He walked through the apartment, hope dwindling with every step.
Then he heard a soft thump thump thump. His heart seemed to match with it, and as he walked to his studio which held his spare drum set, he thought of what he could say to make it better. Opening the door, he saw you softly hitting the drum with one stick, as if testing the waters and humming along to “When you Love Someone”. Dowoon couldn’t fight the sad smile that broke out on his face, and the absolute warmth that filled his chest.
Why did he ever even doubt your future with him? There was no person more perfect for him than you. He stood next to you, softly taking your hand in his and guiding your hand to the right beat, although a bit broken. When your sad eyes looked up into his, forgiving in nature but still frustrated beyond belief, he knew he could still fix things. You were you, and Dowoon was Dowoon. You always somehow found your way back to each other.
“No no, put your hands higher on the stick, no lower, now higher...a bit lower. No, Y/n drum sticks do not belong in my throat. What do you mean I have no room to talk, I thought we were over the fight. I would marry you in this life and the next! Why are you looking at me like that? I am not cute, I am handsome and overflowing with testosterone. Oooh are those gummies?
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5444/2800 word february
[bear with me] “Sungjin, I need you to look at me, okay? Look at me.” You brace both hands atop Sungjin’s shoulders as his brows furrow. “You’re not allowed to freak out.”
“I wasn’t planning on it, but now I’m not so sure,” he says, shrugging your hands off him. “What are you hiding?”
You shake your head frantically, jumping between him and the front door to your shared bungalow, arms splayed. “Technically, it’s not hiding if you haven’t been home yet.
“You’re not helping your case here.”
“Promise me, Sungjin.”
Sighing out, Sungjin sends you an insincere smile. “I promise. Now can I please enter my own house?”
You click your tongue at his clear lie, but you know you can’t exactly stop him, so you move aside.
Only for Sungjin to open the front door to an eight foot tall grizzly bear.
He shuts the door, blinks, and looks at you. Your lips are pursed as you whistle, your eyes avoiding him as he stands there with his hand still on the doorknob. Even when he whispers your name, you don’t look at him.
“Is that…” He takes a second to breathe in and out. “Is that the fucking man-eating bear from the zoo?”
“He’s not a man-eater!” you protest, your arms crossing defiantly. “He was framed!”
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Protector [Soulmate September]
Pairing: Park Sungjin x female reader
Genre: soulmate au / police au / angst / romance
World: Destined (set before Touch in Jaebum’s spinoff)
Warnings: cursing, police terminology, guns leading to a gunshot, sassy commentary constantly spilling from Y/N
A/N: For fans of both my soulmate series Destined, and Brian Kang series To Be Continued, I’ve brought Sungjin back into the police force! This is my version of the story Miss Writer penned in the latter series, and I’ve always wanted to broach the topic of soulmates coming from two very different backgrounds like this in the social construct I created in Destined, so I hope you enjoy – thankfully there’s not a Doctor Park in sight!
Word count: 8914
“Hey Lieutenant.” Glancing over at the constable who slumped into the chair beside him, Sungjin tried to hide the ghost of a smile. His lips twitched enough for the man to see, however, and Jaebum’s smile spread across his face. “What? It’s basically official. Right?”
“It will be once I finish this case,” he said confidently. Glancing at Jaebum’s now weary expression, Sungjin frowned. “Still no luck?”
“You know me. Always looking.”
Sungjin knew all too well about Jaebum’s search. The man had joined the force with the very intention of using the powers of being a police officer to dig through the database for his soulmate. For the last three years, Jaebum’s search had come up fruitless.
Sungjin couldn’t quite sympathise with the man. He had no understanding of what a soulmate felt like in his world. Growing up around the social construct of the phenomena didn’t shield him from the basics, and there had been some seasons in his life where the jealousy of others happily enjoying their soulmate relationships had him awake at night considering who his fated person would be. Loneliness was more the culprit, however, and he had a great cure for that.
Work.
And because Sungjin had thrown so much of his attention into his job serving the city that employed him to keep the streets safe instead of setting up his life by twenty-five with his destined partner, he was already looking at a new promotion well before others around him had received.
“So, what’s the case?” Jaebum asked, leaning over from his cubicle to the open file on Sungjin’s desk. It wasn’t a secret what he was working on. The fellow officer had worked alongside him on the scene of the last robbery linked in a series well planned out lootings. There was never anyone harmed, but they certainly took off with valuable items, causing it to become an important case to solve.
And its completion would hand Sungjin the title of Lieutenant.
When he had become a police officer six years ago, it wasn’t with some goal of moving up the ranks. He didn’t stem from a generational law enforcement family either. His father, a pharmacist, and mother, a schoolteacher, hadn’t ever set out a life plan for him as he grew up. But he had been taught strong morals, and a sense for justice had propelled him forward with his career. Being a police officer suited him. It was enough action that he wasn’t out searching for something to excite his world, and catching criminals sometimes came with great pleasure.
Especially if the crimes they committed threatened the safety of others.
He’d also witnessed a lot of people on the wrong side of the line, caught up in drugs or shady dealings that didn’t deserve the hefty slap on the wrist they received by the judicial system. That part of the job he had the hardest part accepting. At the end of the day, he was tasked with catching the right culprit. What time they served and the consequences of their actions weren’t in his job description to decide on. Even if he had a hard time swallowing it down when it was a genuinely bad time in that person’s life that had led them astray.
Sungjin made sure his efforts were spent arresting those who truly deserved it.
“If all the information we’ve collected on this case so far is correct, the next attempted robbery should be this weekend,” Sungjin announced, and Jaebum grew thoughtful.
“Do you know exactly where?”
“No. The criminal profiler working alongside the team has helped us narrow down the location on the east side of the city within a five-mile radius. I’ll be positioned at one of the buildings of interest.”
Jaebum clapped him on the shoulder. “Wow. That’s some big-league stuff there, Sergeant.”
“Thought it was Lieutenant a moment ago?” Sungjin questioned, and Jaebum grinned.
“Let’s see how your weekend goes before you get too comfortable with the title.”
It was closing in on the time suspected of the next robbery. Sungjin was tasked with waiting just outside of an artisan jewellery shop, lurking in the shadows of an alleyway. Earlier, in a briefing with the Behaviour Analysis Unit and fellow investigating teams, Sungjin had felt as if they were missing an element in the setup for this robbery and spoke up about his opinions. However, his concerns had been dismissed by a Captain who thought far too much of his own voice than his meagre field experience. And that was what had Sungjin standing outside the spot where he knew the assailant wasn’t going to venture.
Even if he hadn’t met his soulmate yet, his intuition was second to none, and Sungjin’s mind was screaming with his body to go two blocks over where he considered the action to be tonight. It wasn’t as flashy of a jewellery store and seemed to fit the profile of the criminal completely.
“We have eyes on the suspected vehicle coming down Brookfield Avenue,” a voice announced into his earpiece, and Sungjin shook his head.
“That’s not where he’s going,” he murmured to himself, kicking a stone in frustration. Sure, this promotion would come his way regardless of whether he caught the criminal himself or not. Someone just had to be in the right place at the right time.
But chances were, no one was in the right place at all.
Sungjin was a stickler for the rules. For keeping the operation safe. He’d seen what happened to his partner when he was just a rookie, the older man throwing himself in the path of a reckless killer. He’d only just survived, and that made the killer change tactics from there out and cost his partner his whole career. One bad move could make things worse for everyone involved.
But not making the right one either… The thought plagued him, the toss-up in his head to move growing stronger by the minute.
“Park, do you see anything?” a voice, thankfully from a fellow member of the precinct he worked for, dispatched through and Sungjin sighed.
“Nothing. This feels off.”
“What if your thoughts earlier in the debriefing were right? That profiler seemed to agree with you.”
“Still doesn’t give us permission to charge the wrong spot on a hunch, Yoon.”
“Your hunches are normally right,” Yoon Dowoon acknowledged, causing Sungjin to grimace.
He was wrestling between right and wrong now.
“Suspect is now heading towards site three,” another voice spoke suddenly into his ear, and Sungjin cursed, shaking his head.
He pressed on the lapel of his casual clothing, talking before any hesitance stopped him from acting on what he knew was the change in the plan. “I’m moving.”
“Park, stay in place!”
Tuning out, he pounded down the alleyways that joined the bustling shop fronts together. The district was one he had become all too familiar with over the last month when scouting for signs of how to catch the culprit. Even on his days off, he had been out here, trying to think in the mind of the assailant. The other shop was the right location. Sungjin just knew it.
“He’s not alone,” Dowoon informed, his breathing now laboured, no doubt following Sungjin’s lead in heading to the strip of shops he had insisted they also look out for.
“Shit,” Sungjin cursed, sliding in his sneakers around a tight corner. “He knew we were waiting for him at the other places.”
“I’m near. Where do you want me?”
“Hold back three buildings down. I’ll come from the rear.”
“On it.”
Sungjin slowed down the chase, wanting to catch the man in the act rather than push on before he could do anything. He needed evidence to pin on him.
However, his hasty decision to change the plan meant others were now aware, and their reactions were less than ideal. Sungjin heard a siren looming a few blocks over and swore lowly, heaving in steadying breaths as he pressed against the back exit to the store. There was movement on the inside, and given it was well into the night, the shop had been closed for several hours.
Sungjin prepared for what would happen next.
Though when the door did break open, it wasn’t who he thought would come out. The culprit was much smaller than the description of the burly man behind these robberies, and Sungjin realised as she began to run down the alleyway that the main culprit hadn’t even come tonight.
“It’s a trap. He’s not here at all!” Sungjin grunted to his team as he pushed on his legs to follow her now disappearing up ahead. Hairs prickled against the back of his neck, sensations overwhelming him as he continued his chase.
The woman was fast but didn’t seem to know these alleyways nearly as well as he did. Sungjin felt relieved when she turned, knowing it would lead to a dead-end and sprinted after her, even though his breathing was coming up short.
Perhaps it was because he had broken away from the plans for the night, but he felt more on edge, his senses coming to life in a way he hadn’t experienced in a chase before. He could see her up ahead, having found the dead-end and was observing the area in front of herself for an escape. Not even a fire escape ladder could get her out of this mess.
Slowly turning around, Sungjin stopped short, a shaky breath expelling from him. Just who was she to make his skin prickle with varying sensations like this? She took a sudden step forward before pulling up short.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” you breathed out, and if Sungjin hadn’t been so surprised by your voice, he would have been more focused on trying to decipher if you were annoyed or surprised.
Moving forward, Sungjin assessed if you were carrying a live weapon or not, even though his heart rate had spiked. Your hoodie could have a concealed weapon beneath it, though the skinny jeans you wore didn’t seem to house anything suspicious.
Just why were his eyes washing over you so earnestly? It couldn’t be just to investigate the risk you posed on him right now. He yearned to see your face, hidden by the hood that covered your head and that propelled him forward, your reaction to dart away from his sudden movement stunted when he launched at you.
Both rolling together after grabbing you, you landed in a heap together, Sungjin’s arm instinctively going behind your head before hitting the concrete beneath you. The hoodie had slipped back, but that wasn’t the reason for his loud gasp. Touching you had his skin on fire.
“You’re—”
“What are the odds,” you responded in an equal state of headiness, eyes dilating as you looked up at him.
Everything inside of him lurched in ways it never had before. As if holding you made him desperate to reach inside of you and link himself to you completely.
And that frightened him.
“You gonna get up and handcuff me any time soon?” you asked, bucking your hips up in his torso in an attempt to motion him to get up.
The action pulled out his instinctive police training, and Sungjin pressed into you further, maintaining his hold over you. You whined, and he sucked in another shaky breath. “Fuck.”
“I mean, it’d be a bit gross to do that right here, but I’m game if you are,” you responded sourly, though your voice didn’t match the wonderment in your eyes. Your lips still somehow formed into a smirk. “How’s it feel to be a cop and meet your soulmate on the run, huh?”
Admittedly, he didn’t know how to answer that. For all the right reasons, he was destroyed. Whenever Sungjin had imagined his life with his soulmate, it had been far too idyllic. Sweet and loving, just as his mother was towards his father. Although he didn’t want the white picket fence dream, he certainly hadn’t imagined that his soulmate would come into his life through his job. And even if he had thought of that, you’d always be the victim.
Yet, for all the wrong reasons, Sungjin was alive. His body thrummed with desire the longer he stared into your eyes. The feeling of your body pressed under him elicited so many delicious feelings that he hadn’t expected to ever desire. He wanted to close the gap, what little that remained, between you and kiss you.
He wanted to do a whole lot more than kiss you.
Sungjin wondered if you felt the same.
“What’s your name?” he asked, and you laughed hollowly.
“Why would I tell you that?”
“I want to know.”
“As a police officer or as the person connected to a bit of my soul?” you asked, and Sungjin blinked, trying to understand which prevailed right now.
“I-”
A police cruiser was nearby. He could hear the people in his earpiece talking again, finally snapping out of the stupor of your touch. He knew that they would come down the adjoining alleyway, looking for signs of where everyone had gotten to.
And for the first time in his justice led career, Sungjin chose not to follow orders. He hoisted you up and pulled you further into the shadows, pressing you into the brick wall of one of the buildings, whilst his steely gaze locked on the entrance to where you were. It slowly rolled by, and you both let out a breath at the same time, Sungjin blinking at the ramifications of his action.
You were equally as stunned. “You are a boy in blue, right?”
“Man.”
You rolled your eyes at his correction, hands sliding up his chest to his collar. When did you place your hands on him? He watched you pull back his top and found the cord attached to it, and groaned.
“Seriously? Can’t I catch a damn break in life for once?!”
“I think I just gave you one,” Sungjin reminded you heavily, and you flicked your gaze to his.
“Colour me flattered. But you’ve still apprehended me, haven’t you, Officer?”
“Sergeant,” he corrected again, and you let out a huff of air.
“Why don’t you just tell me what precinct you belong to while you’re at it, Loverboy.”
“You’re a firecracker of a personality,” Sungjin mused, annoyed that his lips curled up with the statement. You were nothing like what he wanted you to be, and that should have concerned him greatly.
Instead, he was excited.
“And you’re the epitome of a good guy. I know this connection can bring a whole range of people together, but the most cliché of all is when opposites attract.”
“Didn’t you at least think once when you chose the life you have—”
“I chose nothing about this life!” you seethed, your face turning thunderous momentarily. Your hands gripped at his shirt tightly, and during the storm surging within your eyes, he noticed just how scared you were.
Of everything.
All humour evaporated from him. “Are you—”
“Don’t give me sympathy. You’re the last person I want to meet tonight.”
“It’s not like I set out to have my soulmate pressed against a wall after a pursuit like this either,” he admitted, scrubbing a hand down his face. Although he was wired, he was growing tired too. His mind wasn’t as sharp as he needed it to be right now.
Sungjin had already given up precious time by holding you up in these shadows instead of calling for backup.
“So, what’s your plan?”
“I can’t let you go,” he told you, and you deflated against him. “Even if I want to do anything to keep you safe.”
“I’m not safe anywhere,” you muttered, looking over his shoulder at nothing in particular. “When do you plan on taking me in?”
“Soon.”
“Great. I’m ecstatic for this jailcell visit.”
“You’re not going to give me any chance to help you, are you?” he asked, and your eyes turned back to his warily.
“Help me? What’s a cop going to do to help me? You caught me coming out of that store. Don’t go building yourself any fantasies that I’m some feeble little girl who was gullible enough to get caught up in this. You know your job, so do it right. Soulmate connection or not.”
Sungjin steered at you for a moment more, the emotions washing over him not his own. You were panicking, not him. Even though you had an answer for everything and you were bold, a firecracker as he had labelled you before, he knew your type all too well.
Those who talk loudly always do so to buy themselves some time to hide their vulnerability.
Easing himself off you, Sungjin sighed heavily as he reached into his back pocket, producing a set of handcuffs. You thrust your wrists forward, fingers gripping onto his shirt as he clicked the first one closed around your left hand.
You smirked, once again the action not reaching up to your cautious gaze. “Will we get to use these behind closed doors too, Sergeant?”
“Didn’t take you for the roleplaying type,” he gruffly answered, hoping the heat in his tone didn’t reach your ears.
“I’m sure you were hoping for me to be some sweet little homemaker. Now who wants a bit of roleplaying, huh?” you bit back as he locked the other cuff down, his hand sliding up your forearm without much thought, hooking under your elbow.
Your eyes widened when he tugged you closer, your palms pressing into his chest again. “How about we just figure out who we are, as the people we’ve grown up to be. Hm?”
“Well, you’re already winning in this game of life a hell of a lot more than me. It’s going to be all too easy on your side of the board now, isn’t it?”
Sungjin swallowed slowly. “You have no idea how rough this is going to be on me too.”
It was painful for Sungjin to make the call that he had apprehended one of the suspects. Contempt grew when the closest patrol car picked you both up, the looks of disgust aimed at you made a growl crawl up his throat that he only just caught in time before unleashing it. Another officer attempted to tug you out of the car when you arrived at the station. In any other situation, that was normal. Because it was you, however, Sungjin struggled to let them take you away from him.
He had to be debriefed also.
“Running off like that—”
“He caught a suspect, Captain Morse. It’s better than anyone else did,” a federal agent of the task force that they had worked with pointed out quickly. Agent Anderson smiled, ignoring the scowl the former was lashing out in her direction. “Good job, Sergeant Park. Did she talk at all?”
“Not a lot,” he admitted slowly, eying the pair cautiously. Sungjin felt the stain of your crimes upon his shoulders right now, which was a ludicrous notion.
It had to be the connection and your emotions affecting his otherwise stoic mannerism.
“She’s refusing to talk unless the cop who brought her in is present,” an officer announced after a light knock on the door, and Sungjin clamped his eyes shut, stifling a sigh.
“How convenient,” Captain Morse mentioned, and Sungjin felt his lethal stare. “I guess you not only knew where to look but also was the only one to capture a suspect. And now she wants you present? Interesting development there.”
Sungjin knew if the shoe were on the other foot, you’d be mouthing off right now in response. And he really wanted to. This guy was seriously getting on his nerves. The only crime he had committed tonight was dodging the first police cruiser.
It wasn’t as if he’d let you go even if he wanted to.
Answering would only make him look suspicious, so he merely lifted his gaze to the Captain and waited for further discussion.
The female agent smiled. “I can allow that. She’s probably scared. From what’s happened, the main assailant figured out our plan and sent cover-ups. Nothing was stolen, simply a break and enter. Whilst we all missed the point, he hit up an antique store across town. He’s getting to know us just as much as we him. And this one here, Captain, was one to point that out earlier.”
“I didn’t know he’d use a ruse like this,” Sungjin stated, falling into thought. “I wish I had considered the possibility.”
“Since you’re one of the few who are coming up with fresh ideas on this case, I think it makes sense to allow you to sit in and help with the interrogation, don’t you think? Considering we don’t even have her name yet.”
Sungjin had tried on the ride over to ask you for your name, but you had kept tight-lipped on that one. When the police officer at the station referred to him by his first name, however, he had noticed the way your eyes had widened, nostrils flaring with this new information. You had looked as if you wanted to echo the name but chose at the last minute not to, your gaze snapping away from his as they took you into the back rooms.
You were seated across from another agent, attempting to look bored of all of this. Only when your eyes lifted to Sungjin’s did you show any sign of how you truly felt.
You hadn’t wanted any part in this ruse, he realised.
“Is this the officer who caught you?” the male agent asked, and you smirked.
“He’s a Sergeant. Didn’t you know?” you remarked, eying Sungjin again. “He corrected my assumption earlier, so I’ll repay him the favour.”
Sungjin’s lips twitched but he didn’t say anything.
“Well, now that Sergeant Park is present, how about you start being helpful. What’s your name?”
“Firecracker,” you announced instantly, and Sungjin stifled his laugh, your amused expression catching his. “Isn’t that what you called me, Sergeant Park?”
“Honestly, we’re getting nowhere with you.”
Sungjin stepped forward with a sigh. “Just tell him your name. I don’t think we want to spend all night in this room.”
For a moment, Sungjin thought you’d mouth off again. You watched him with high interest, your mouth opening and then closing as you thought over his sentence. And then you lowered your eyes to the table. “It’s Y/N.”
Sungjin knew that hearing your soulmate’s name for the first time was something wonderful, but he wasn’t ready for the swell of his chest, the way your name now echoed through his veins as his blood pumped through his body.
“Okay, Y/N, how about you tell us your story.”
“From when? The day I was born or something more recent?” you listed with a grin.
The agent folded his arms across his chest. “You’re pressing on my nerves.”
“Well, these handcuffs are pressing on all my nerves too, but you don’t hear me complaining.”
“Until now,” Sungjin mentioned, and you rolled your eyes.
“Answer the question, Y/N. Why were you sent to the place Sergeant Park found you at?”
You groaned loudly before launching into the details. You didn’t know why you had to go there, and you weren’t the only one. Your brother, whom you refused to give a name over, was also with you and had been the one to involve you in all this. You were supposed to just break in and wait inside the shop until given the all-clear to leave. However, with the sirens approaching, your brother panicked and told you to run out the back door, and he’d go the front.
“And that’s why when I see him next, I’m going to thump him for leaving me wide open to be caught by him over there,” you concluded with annoyance, glancing in Sungjin’s direction with a scrunched nose. “This hasn’t been how I expected my Sunday to go.”
“Do you know who was giving the orders to your brother?” asked the agent, and you nodded, falling quiet.
“Who is he, Y/N?” Sungjin continued softly when you didn’t answer.
Your gaze lifted to his, meeting him so strongly that he had to fight his body from stepping forward and offering you comfort. It wasn’t your brother who scared you. That much was obvious. Whoever it was that controlled your life wasn’t someone you held any affection for. Even if you said you wanted to beat him, you were protecting your brother because of your familial ties towards him.
This other person scared you enough to make you fall this quiet.
“He’s the person behind the robberies,” you started, looking down at the table in front of you. “And I’d rather you lock me up and keep me here than tell you who he is. Because once he finds out that I’ve spoken, I’m as good as dead.”
“We need to offer Y/N protective services.”
“She’s a criminal! Why would we do that? Sergeant, we just need to get her to talk,” Captain Morse replied bitterly, dismissing Sungjin’s suggestion instantly. “Don’t go soft just because she’s taken a shining to you.”
“It’s not being soft. It could assist us in capturing the main culprit,” Agent Anderson said, her expression thoughtful. “If we offer her a deal and promise her safety, Y/N might be able to give us valuable intel.”
“What if she’s lying? She’s got a mouth on her,” the other agent proposed, and Sungjin chuckled.
“Yeah, because she’s like an alley cat. That mouth is her claws, but really, she just wants something more secure in life than fighting on the streets for her next meal.”
“Good point.”
Captain Morse groaned. “We’ll be wasting government funds by putting her into protection services. She needs the book thrown at her.”
“Her record is mostly clean, Captain. I’d hardly say this is a woman whose idea in life is to be involved in crime. My bet is she’s been cornered into it through her brother’s connections.”
“We can’t dismiss the valuable information she can offer us,” Agent Anderson added to her fellow partner’s previous thoughts. “I think we need to place a cop in charge of her protection.”
“Sergeant?”
“Huh?” Sungjin blinked away from all his conflicting thoughts, glancing at the three people before him. He nodded. “I’ll step up.”
“That promotion is making you greedy, Park. Anything goes wrong here, and I’ll have your head on my desk,” Captain Morse announced gruffly, throwing his hands up in the air before storming off.
Agent Anderson let out a deep breath. “God. He’s an ass.”
“You���re telling me.”
She eyed Sungjin. “It’ll just be until we catch the criminal. I’ll put in a request for housing for Y/N, but until then, she’ll have to stay here.”
“Can’t I monitor from my house?”
“That puts your personal information at risk,” the male agent pointed out, and Sungjin nodded.
“I’m aware, sir.”
“It would get us ahead before the next robbery. She seems like the type of person who will give if we offer her something immediately.”
And when protection was suggested to you, your eyes rounded, surprised that you would be given such a deal. “You’re seriously capable of protecting me from him?”
Agent Anderson nodded. “If it means we catch him, we’ll offer you protection. Your act in tonight’s deal since nothing was stolen will be a slap on the wrist anyway. If you help us put the person you’re scared of behind bars, then we’ll offer you immunity.”
“I’ll be safe?” you wondered out loud quietly, contemplating the idea.
Sungjin remained quiet against the wall, but his mind was anything but. He craved to know who had turned your life upside down like this. He wanted to punish them in ways he didn’t believe he had the ability to do. This soulmate connection was tapping into all sorts of emotions he wasn’t prepared to deal with, much less the irrational anger overwhelming him.
You were staring at him when he blinked out of the unplaced fury, eyes wide. “You promise that I’ll be safe?”
Sungjin nodded as the male agent answered verbally. “Sergeant Park will be in charge of protecting you. We’ll be able to offer you further protection the more information you give us. We can even place you into the witness protection relocation services if this is bigger than robberies. What do you say, Y/N?”
“His name is Hector Granton,” you confessed instantly, your gaze still connected to Sungjin’s. “He’s my step-father.”
You were uncharacteristically quiet on the drive to his house three hours later. You had handed over all the information the agents asked from you without mouthing off or any further hesitation. The longer the interrogation went, the smaller you appeared. You were no longer hissing at anyone or pulling out your claws, too exhausted to hold the brave front up anymore.
When Sungjin got out of the car and rounded to your side, you climbed out and stumbled right into his chest.
“You okay?”
“No. Where are we?”
“Home.”
“Home?” you repeated, allowing him to lead you gently up the small pathway to the front door. Once inside, he shut it and as he turned on the lights, you spun away to throw the latch. Sungjin watched as you took in the barrier with some trepidation before turning back to him.
“Habit, I guess.”
“You’re welcome to check all the windows are secured if that makes you feel better,” he offered, and you nodded silently. “Are you hungry?”
“No.”
“I’ll get your room set up then. Sorry, if I knew I’d be having a guest over, I would have prepared ahead of time.”
“I’m hardly a guest,” you murmured, taking in the personal effects of the hallway before meeting his gaze again. “Wait. This is your home?”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re okay with this? Hold on. Did you tell them that we’re—”
Sungjin shook his head. “Why would I be stupid enough to do that? This is only temporary until they get you a placement in one of their units. And then I’ll be stationed there. My house was only put on the cards because I valued helping the case progress faster than it would if we left you in a jail cell overthinking where you were kept.”
And because I wanted you with me, he added internally, though this notion still confused him. He didn’t realise that the bond between you both would be this intense and have him going against so many of his beliefs to make sure you were comfortable.
“Do you go around offering your house up to any person in need of protection, Sergeant Park?”
“Call me Sungjin.”
“If I do that then we might get too friendly, and I’m not ready for that just yet,” you admitted, and Sungjin accepted your wishes.
“To answer your question, no. I’ve not personally had to offer my private residence up before.” Walking off down the hallway, Sungjin turned on the lights to the living room as he passed the doorway. He noticed you wandered in there quietly when he glanced over his shoulder whilst he headed for the guest room. “But I would if it was requested of me in any case that it benefited to.”
“And here I thought you were doing it because you wanted to keep me close.”
I am.
Picking up a couple of stored items from the bed, Sungjin placed them in the wardrobe and fixed the comforter before closing the curtains. It was ready enough for you, and when he turned around, you were standing in the doorway.
“An officer will be over in the morning with the supplies you need. If you require anything else, let me know, and I’ll organise it. The bathroom is the door to the left of this room if you want a shower before bed.”
You shook your head, your eyes inspecting the room before turning back to his. “I’m really safe here, right?”
“I haven’t lied to you so far.”
“I don’t know you enough to—”
“Soulmate connection, Y/N,” he reminded, and you swallowed roughly. “You’ll be able to tell my emotions well enough with me this close.”
“You’re nervous,” you stated, and Sungjin nodded, wiping his palms on his pants. “And before you were so angry, I was worried the muscle that ticked along your jaw would burst.”
“It wasn’t easy to hear what your step-father is like.”
“I’m too tired to talk about that again.”
“I’ll leave you to it then. Do you need anything?”
Wrapping your arms around yourself, you shook your head. With a quiet goodnight, Sungjin moved out of the room and over to his bedroom, readying himself for sleep. But even after finding a comfortable spot on his bed, there was no way he could rest.
Not when all his thoughts were stuck on you.
“You seriously eat it like that?” you wondered in horror, watching as Sungjin brought his toast up to his mouth. Glancing down at the peanut butter he’d spread over it, he then frowned.
“What’s so wrong with peanut butter?”
“It’s disgusting for one,” you answered and pulled out the butter from his refrigerator. “I can’t eat toast without a layer of butter first.”
“It’s called peanut butter, Y/N,” he pointed out, and you shook your head.
“It’s not the same.”
Each day that passed, you returned to the banter he had experienced on the first encounter. Everything about you was so different from his ways, and you had to point out all those differences at any chance you got. Even the way he folded his laundry had been scrutinised by you.
“You’re a particular little thing, aren’t you?”
You huffed. “What’s little about me?”
“Your height for one.”
“I’m not short.”
“Shorter than me.”
“Is that so, Sergeant Obvious. Hoping your match would be the same height or taller? You got a thing for tall ladies? Sorry to disappoint.”
Sungjin grinned over his toast that you eyed with another shake of the head. Taking a bite and swallowing it, he continued. “So easy to rile up.”
“You’re enjoying yourself far too much, Sergeant.”
“I really wish you’d call me Sungjin,” he replied, and you shrugged, taking a bite of your toast that you had covered with butter and a thin layer of strawberry jam.
“Bet you’re bored being stuck babysitting me.”
“I thought you didn’t want to be seen as little. Only kids are babysat, Y/N.”
“Stop saying my name so often,” you grunted, kicking your leg out under the table at his. He whined at your attack, which made you smirk.
And then Sungjin shot both his legs out, capturing your ankle between them. He was the smug one after that move.
“You’re such a pain,” you muttered, though the flush of colour to your cheeks said otherwise.
Even with all the differences, Sungjin was enjoying getting to spend time with you like this. And every time you blushed his heart thudded in his chest at being the cause behind it. He decided that having a soulmate was better than he ever expected it would be.
“Agent Anderson contacted me when you were still asleep,” he said, wiping his hands above the plate, letting the remaining crumbs fall onto it. “They’re going to need a little more information from you.”
“I’ve said enough, don’t you think?”
Sungjin sighed. “It’s been a week, and we’ve not been able to catch him yet.”
“Because Hector’s cunning. He’ll know I’ve betrayed him and change his tactics.”
“Change them how?” he asked, and you groaned.
“You know what I hate most about you? That you’re a cop. If you weren’t one, I’d probably be happier to know I’m stuck with you for the rest of my life!”
“Ouch.”
“Well, it’s true. We’re stuck with each other,” you mumbled, glancing away. “Sorry.”
“If it’s how you feel, then don’t apologise.”
“Don’t you find the concept of a soulmate infuriating?” you inquired, leaning over the table towards him. “Surely, you’d rather not have one.”
“I thought that when I was younger, but I’ve been jealous too many times of friends and family finding theirs to not want one myself.”
“You must be thrilled with the notion of announcing to family your soulmate is a criminal.”
Sungjin watched you quietly. “I don’t think you’re a criminal.”
“I have a record.”
“For stealing petty items as a teenager.”
“Still follows me around.”
“Did you steal because you were hungry?” he asked, and you nodded. “He didn’t feed you?”
“Jae— my brother and I tried to get away from him a few times. Naturally, we ran out of money fast.”
“Bastard.”
“You have a potty mouth when annoyed, you know.”
“Well, I’m no saint, Y/N.”
Huffing a breath in with his habit of using your name, you then cocked your head to the side. “You’re better than I hoped for.”
“Huh?”
“As a soulmate. My real father was killed and my mother married Hector to protect us from the mistake my dad made to him. I half-expected that the fates would only have another shady man to enter my life. I was happier not having a soulmate if that was the case.”
Sungjin watched you quietly, wrestling with the growing desire within him to hold you. To kiss you.
“If having you as a soulmate – cop and all – is what I get in return for years of abuse and manipulation, then I guess I’m luckier than I thought I was.”
“I’m the lucky one,” he breathed out shakily as your eyes widened. “Believe me.”
“How would you consider—”
He had lost control over his body by this point, scooting his chair back enough to get up, standing at your side without even blinking. After balancing one hand on the table, he reached behind your neck and placed his other hand there, meeting you midway as he lowered his head to yours.
And when his lips touched yours, it was as if the world around you shattered into a thousand pieces. His mind struggled with the absolute need coiling up in his stomach, his lips moving against yours that only made him certain that everything he felt for you was so unbelievably right. The moan that left you when he deepened the embrace rang in his ears loudly, the fire building when your hands slipped around his waist, bunching his shirt up in fists behind his back.
Everything changed with that kiss.
Sungjin knew that his job as a police officer wasn’t the only reason he would protect you now. You were his, and he was yours. There was no way to sever that connection. Not without a fight, anyway.
Finally, you slumped back in your chair, heaving in deep breaths. “What the hell, Sungjin.”
“What was that you just said, Y/N?” he asked cheekily, his mind reeling from the way his name sounded rolling off your tongue. “Did you call me—”
“Shut up before I make you shut up.”
“And how do you plan on doing that?” he inquired, sending a challenging expression at you. “Just how do you—”
Pulling him in for another kiss, Sungjin groaned with how perfect this felt.
He didn’t mind you shutting him up like this at all.
“A sting operation?” you echoed, glancing around at the law enforcement team before you. “You’re going to send me out there? Are you insane?!”
“It’s not something we want to do,” Agent Anderson expressed grimly, shaking her head. “If Sergeant Park and I had it our way—”
“We need to catch Granton before he kills someone else. After taking you in, he’s killed three people. We’re not able to wait around on him to mess up anymore,” Captain Morse interrupted harshly, placing his hands down on the table that separated him from you. Sungjin’s hands balled into fists next to you.
This was the last thing he wanted to agree upon.
“You’ll be completely protected during the whole thing. We’ll ensure your safety remains paramount, Y/N.”
You laughed bitterly. “I don’t think you realise how dead I’m about to become if you do this.”
“How dead are the three people—”
“She gets it, Captain,” Sungjin snapped, glaring at the man. “You don’t need to guilt her into this. At the end of the day, if Y/N doesn’t want to do this, she has every right to say no.”
“How generous we are since we’ve offered her protection for three and a half weeks now, and all the information we’ve garnered so far has only gotten us one step closer.”
“You have my fucking brother locked up, thanks to me,” you mouthed back, kicking the table. “I think taking Jaehyung out of the equation and leaving Hector without either of us is good enough payment for housing me, Captain.”
“I don’t like you.”
You rolled your eyes. “The feeling’s mutual, asshole.”
“Sergeant Park is right, Y/N,” Agent Anderson stated with a heavy sigh, eying the Captain tiredly. “If you don’t want to, we won’t make you. But your brother has agreed to do it to lessen his time. If you help him and us, we’ll catch Hector. And we’ll make him pay for everything.”
“Including killing my father?” you questioned, and Agent Anderson nodded. “What about my mother’s disappearance. Will you look into finding her?”
“We have a task force already doing that,” Sungjin reminded quietly, and you nodded.
“Fine. I’ll do it.”
As a police officer, the small relief he felt that this could finally get Hector Granton behind bars made sense. But it was overwhelmed with a startling need to pick you up and hide you where no one could even risk a single hair on your head, let alone put you in the most precarious position in this operation. This could go badly for you, even with all the precautions in the world. It was the last thing Sungjin wanted to let happen.
Still, he didn’t hold authority over the operation, and if he did act on his instincts to hide you, it would end badly that way too.
“You’re quiet,” you mentioned on the car ride home.
“I don’t want to do this.”
You laughed hollowly. “You don’t say. I’m pretty sure you’ve considered putting yourself in my place instead by now too.”
“I doubt I’ll have the same impact, but at least you’d be safe.”
“They’re right. Putting Jae and I back out there will give them a better chance of capturing Hector. And they said I get to wear a bulletproof vest. That sounds kind of fun. Maybe I could get behind playing cop for a day.”
“You won’t be playing. None of this is a game, Y/N.”
“If I were cop for a day, I’d end up in jail, unfortunately. The number of times I’ve wanted to drop kick that asshole Captain of yours.”
“I don’t normally work for him. If I did, I’d request relocation,” Sungjin muttered, and you smirked.
“The way you balled your hands up had me wondering if you’d join me in beating his ass.”
“Violence doesn’t solve a thing, Y/N.”
“No, but it feels good in the moment,” you retorted, sighing a moment later. “I can do this.”
“I know you can because you’re braver than any woman I know.”
“I’m scared to death,” you confessed softly, looking out the passenger window. “I’m scared I’m going to lose all this.”
“All this?”
“Protection. Food. Adequate housing. Laughter. This,” you listed, reaching out to connect with his hand. You laced your fingers with his, your watery smile causing a lump to form in his throat. “You. I’m scared I’ll lose you.”
“You won’t lose me. I’ll be there the whole time.”
“Hector can read me better than this connection of ours. Believe me. If I so much as react to you, he’ll take you out. I can’t lose you. Maybe it would be best if you weren’t there.”
“No. I have to be there.”
“I’ll be with Jae. I’ll be okay. And the federal agents will be there too.”
“I have to be there!” he repeated, voice cracking under the tension. Pulling up outside his house with a start, Sungjin flung his seatbelt off and turned to you. “You cannot do this without me.”
“You’ll do something stupid if I get hurt.”
“It won’t be stupid. It will be deadly,” he corrected lowly, and you cursed.
“Precisely. Deadly and dumb. We have to accept you cannot be there. Do you understand? You need to tell Agent Anderson that I’m your soulmate, or I will. And then—”
“You’ll be taken away from me completely. They’ll find another place to stash you and—”
“Wouldn’t that be better than one of us being dead?!” you screamed, the tears running down your cheeks as you shakily reached out for his shirt, gripping on tightly. “I don’t—I cannot risk you. Not after finding you. Not after the last three weeks of spending my time with you. You are too far inside me now for either of us to step away. I can’t lose you.”
“And I can’t lose you,” Sungjin choked out, pulling you into his embrace. You sobbed on his shoulder for what felt like forever, and when you both were subdued, you headed inside the house, Sungjin going into high alert as soon as the door closed behind him.
Pulling you into his side and placing a hand over your mouth, he shot you a desperate look to be quiet before letting go. “I want you to turn around and leave here now. Get in the car and use my radio system to call for backup. Lock all the doors and drive away.”
“What? I don’t—”
Kissing you recklessly, Sungjin then pushed you to the exit. “Go!”
He then turned to the cabinet in the hallway where he stored one of his handguns and slipped it out, edging down the hallway to the first doorway. He checked before entering the living room, eyes scanning the shadows for signs of what he could sense in here. Sungjin knew someone had broken in, and that you were now compromised being here.
He also knew the person was still within the house from hearing them creak across the floor when you entered before.
Silently, he moved through his home, avoiding the parts in the floor where he knew he’d make a noise. The kitchen was empty as well, and Sungjin used the back entrance to the hallway to go into the bedroom portion of the house. His room was empty, and that left your room – well, the one you had been using before you started sharing his bed over a week ago.
A dark figure sat on the bed, holding up the photo you had of your family before Hector. “I have never understood why everyone gets so hung up on their connections with people. Families can break, can bend against their will. And soulmates are just pathetic. Why allow someone else to make you weak like that?”
“I’m guessing your mother never hugged you enough when you were a child,” Sungjin remarked, surprising himself.
He’d been spending way too much time around you with how easily he said that.
Hector grinned softly. “Those kids always had such smartass mouths on them. I guess they rub off well when you end up kissing hard enough, huh?”
“The ruse is over, Hector. Why come here if you knew I would be the one holding a gun?”
“You’re not the only one who can wield a weapon, Sergeant Park.” Hector chuckled again when Sungjin’s eyes widened. “You think I don’t know who you are? I know all about you. That stupid bitch told her brother she was safe with a cop. Did she not think I’d find out? I always find out.”
“Must be tiring to be such a know-it-all,” Sungjin muttered, and Hector shrugged.
“She’s never felt safe, and I sure as hell knew no cop would do that for her either. So that’s when I figured I should watch more closely. You are soulmates, aren’t you? How tragic. You’ll both end up dead, and your souls will be set free too soon after being reunited. Because no one can have her aside from me.”
“Not happening, buddy,” Sungjin announced, his finger pressing down on the trigger in preparation.
Hector was faster, however, and the sound of gunshots made Sungjin confused. He hadn’t shot him, that much he was aware of. As he fell to his knees jarringly, the gun he held dropped at his feet, the rush of pain too overwhelming to be any use against the criminal. And yet his now blurring vision showed Hector also falling, blood gushing out of the hole in his head, his unblinking stare being all Sungjin saw for several arduous blinks.
“Oh my god!” you wailed, arms wrapping around his body suddenly. Sungjin slumped into you heavily, which made you lose your balance, clutching him to your chest as you shook vigorously. “Sungjin?! Stay with me. Don’t you dare close your eyes!”
He couldn’t reply, the sheer effort it took just to breathe in and out becoming too much. He knew he must be dying, and the last thing he wanted was for you to watch him fade away in your arms. He could feel your emotions, your pain crippling him along with his physical injury. Lifting his hand slowly, he tried to reach up for your tear-stained face, but he didn’t make it, the world falling into darkness.
When he opened his eyes, he knew he wasn’t in heaven. If he were, the air wouldn’t smell of antiseptic, and the lights wouldn’t be so harsh on his eyes. The beeping of a machine assaulted his eardrums, and the crisp blankets over him were too tight.
Heaven wouldn’t be this painful.
And yet, Sungjin was certain he saw an angel step into his view, his lips curling up into a lazy smile. God, you were beautiful.
And you were mad. Furious even.
“If you weren’t so weak, I’d punch you right now!” you told him with a tight voice, your hand reaching out to touch his face. It trembled against his skin, and you closed your eyes. “You’re lucky you came to. I was about to find a way to barter with Death himself to bring you back.”
“Always… so dramatic,” he hoarsely managed to say, still smiling up at you.
You scowled, though relief was softening your features. “I can’t believe you just went up against him like that.”
“I had to protect you.”
“By getting shot? Shit, you did a good job there,” you replied, too upset to sound as sassy as you aimed for. Leaning down to press your forehead against his, you inhaled shakily. “You idiot. I told you I couldn’t lose you.”
“You haven’t.”
“Thanks to me choosing to ignore all your instructions. Thank God, I knew you kept a gun in your glove compartment. Which, by the way, is that really safe to do? What if someone stole your vehicle? You’d be leaving it armed with a loaded gun. Is that police protocol?”
Although he had questions about what had happened since being unconscious, all Sungjin could do then was laugh. It hurt to do, and he winced when he felt something tug on his stomach, his hands slowly moving to his side.
“You were shot, Sungjin,” you reminded with a groan. “You’ve only been out of surgery for a day. That wound is going to be fresh for a while.”
“So, I guess that means you have to protect me instead, huh?” he answered after you guided some water into his mouth, helping with his dry throat.
You smirked. “Do I get to wield the handcuffs instead of you this time?”
“Always wanting to roleplay,” he commented darkly, and you grinned.
“Well, if I need to protect you, I’m going to have to tie you to the bed.”
“How come?”
“From what I’ve learned about you so far, you don’t know when to sit and let someone else do things for you,” you explained, tilting your head to the side as you smiled genuinely. “You’ve taken such good care of me. It’s my turn now.”
“I promise I’ll allow you to. No handcuffs are needed.”
You laughed then, reaching to cup his face in your hands. “I didn’t expect you to become everything I need in this world so quickly. But after what’s happened, I can’t imagine straying from your side ever again.”
“Good. Because after taking a bullet for your safety, I’m going to need you to stay at my side until I’m good enough to protect you fully.”
“He’s gone, Sungjin. I’m finally safe. I don’t need you to protect me anymore.”
“Is that so?” he wondered, and you nodded, leaning down to kiss him softly. He marvelled at how easily desire built within even with how weak he was feeling from his near-death experience.
And when you pulled back, he felt as if some of his soul was rejuvenated.
“I’ll let you protect me even if there’s no threat over my life anymore,” you announced, resting your head on his shoulder.
“I can be your protector forever?”
“That sounds mighty fine to me, my love.”
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Park Sungjin as Your Boyfriend
how you guys meet
both of you met through an acquaintance.
they setting up you two in a double date
so one day, your best friend decides to go on a double date
you didn’t deny or whining much about it
because you think it’s just gonna be a one time thingy
also you felt like it’s time for you to meet new people too??
so there’s no harm, right???
like, meeting up and have a good time together??
so, the day came
you suddenly felt nervous when you saw sungjin coming through the cafe’s door
looking like a fine man he is
also the aura sungjin radiates
like so cool and a man who knows he’s a good looking one??
throughout the double date
your best friend and her boyfriend can’t stop teasing out hell you two
saying you two looks good together???
and sungjin is so calm with the teasing
and you just wanna fly out of the damn cafe now.
after the date end, sungjin being the gentleman he is,
offers to walk you home??
inside, you felt like going to burst
because damn boy you got my heart flutters for a sec
for a moment, you wants to turn down his opportunity
but he insists
so yeah, he walk you home
luckily there’s no awkward silences
just a pure comfortable silences and casual conversation between both of you
“so you how long do play guitar?”
“not too long, about 3 months ago?”
“wow, you’re cool. I always find people playing with guitars are so amazing. I wish I knew how to play guitar too”
“I could teach you next time if you want”
“W-What?”
“I mean if you want to. But, if you don’t wan-”
“No! I would love to”
With that, sungjin and you keep on meeting with each other
when he asked you to be his girlfriend
now that both of you are close with each other
and comfortable too during couple of month being friends
now he felt butterflies whenever he’s with you
sungjin would feel happy if you’re happy
he just loves watching you being his happy pills
like his day aren’t gonna complete if he didn’t hear your laugh for a day
so, he decides to take your relationship into another phase
omg this boy gonna be nervous as hell!!!
he gonna plan this a week ahead
on how to ask you
where to ask you
what should he give you
there are too many what ifs going through his head
so here you are
having a little picnic at han river
of course prepared by sungjin
as you silently enjoying the evening view of the han river
sungjin seems uneasy at his place
he gets fidgety as time passed
“y/n, i got something to tell you”
his sudden question had your full attention
“hmm? what’s it?”
his eyes are wandering around but never met your eyes
it’s makes you curious
“sungjin, is there something happen?”
“ah nothing! it just—wow, how should I tell you this?”
“why? why?”
your curious eyes finds his gazes
“The thing is, I like you, like a lot. I feels so happy whenever I’m with you. I just loves how you squeals when you find butterfly or cats on the road side, it just looks cute and I really like you.”
while he confessing, you can’t help but to stare at him and grins never left your face
you just lets out a giggle fits right after he confess
leaving him confuse
“don’t laugh! it’s embarrassing me, you know!”
“alright alright! it just...I thought...I’m the only one felt that”
you sheepishly said
sungjin took a few seconds to understand your words
“wait, you like me too?”
“of course! oMG IT TOOK YOU FOREVER TO CONFESS TO ME LIKE I BEEN WAITING SINCE FOREVER!!”
“then, will you be my girlfriend?”
“if being your girlfriend includes you singing and playing guitar then yES!”
first kiss with him
as we know, sungjin isn’t quite touchy right
but with you, he slowly open up about pda
so your first kiss take a quite sometimes to happen
like one to two months after you guys officially date
because sungjin literally nervous to make it happen!!
but you can’t blame him though!!
he’s so cute when he looks flustered
so when he and his band finally make a debut at a jazz club downtown
obviously you would come and giving the full support!!
right before he starts performing
you come to the backstage
he looks so nervous
pacing back and forth
and maybe jumps a little to shake off some of his nervousness
“sungjin, baby, come here” you called him, pulling him closer
you took his hands, clasped together with yours
“hey, look at me. you got this! you can do it, love”
sungjin looks dearly into your eyes
as he brought up his hands onto your jawline
caressing it ever softly
“i know i’m gonna rock the stage, it just...i’ve been thinking about something”
“what is it?”
sungjin took a few moments before deciding whether if it is a good time or not
but he just goes with his intuition
“can i kiss you?”
upon hearing his request, your lips can’t help but to curve into a small smiles.
“go ahead, if that makes you calm down”
with your permission
sungjin cupped your face into his palm
and soon
you could felt his soft and warm lips against yours
just when you want to deepen your kiss
“okay lovebirds, sungjin need to get on stage in 3 minutes”
jae interrupts
making you burst into giggles fit
as sungjin hides his face into your neck
feeling embarrassed by his band member
fights with him <//3
small fights with sungjin would usually occurs
and both of you would tried to avoid any big fights happened
however whenever a fight arise, most of the time comes from you
sungjin always keep his composure calm and tries not to burst at you
but you’re the stubborn one in the relationship
but he will tries to understand where you’re coming from
and talked it out
like he won’t walked away from you
but more like giving you space to think
and whenever you finally arrange your thoughts
you would voluntary comes to him
“i’m sorry :(( i miss your hugs :((”
you hugged him after explaining yourself and saying sorry for coming home late and not informing him earlier
making the boy dead worried
and being the softest and caring boyfriend he is
of course he would forgive you
“aigo! you should’ve tell me at the first place!”
sungjin would playfully flicked your forehead as a punishment
because boy he can’t stay mad girlfriend any longer
as conclusion
sungjin is totally whipped for his girlfriend
and would be totally protective over you
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Pillow Talk Series | suggestive / smut / fluff
. Jaehyung . Sungjin . Younghyun . Wonpil . Dowoon .
Scent (m) | Sungjin | 800 words
Sungjin groaned against your neck, nose buried in your hair that was spread out on the pillow. You held him by the back of his neck, fingers moving to rub his shoulder blades, feeling the tense muscles flexing as he panted. Your body was sore, the pleasure he was indulging you in almost borderline painful, his thrusts rendering you breathless as you lost count of how many times you came that night.
But you knew he was nearing his limit too, evident in the way the rasp of his groans were elevated. Your soft pleas helped coax him to orgasm, words of praises turning into airy chants of your name. He tangled his hands at the back of your neck, tilting you to face him, as he kissed you through his high. His breath was the only thing you felt, followed by his releases spilling from you as he pulled out, breaking the kiss as his lips messily kissed your neck.
Your eyes were still shut, arms tightly wound around him, sighing, feeling your limbs shaking. Lowering his body, he enclosed you in his arms, delicately rolling you to the side, tucking your head to rest against his biceps as he gently caressed your skin.
His chest was moving with every breath he took, your fingertips dancing over it as he held you closer in his embrace. Mumbling, you pressed your forehead against his shoulder, realizing this was the better way to show him affection, rather than trying to speak through your blissed out state of mind.
You felt his hand kneading the muscle over your lower spine, making you arch closer to him, your breathings synchronizing as you laid in comforting silence for a while.
Noticing his heartbeat returning to a normal pace, his breathings evening out, fully coming down from his high, you pressed a chaste kiss to his chest. You let out a small laugh, feeling his heartbeat rising again, almost instantly drumming against your palms.
You pressed another kiss, this time letting your lips linger longer against his skin and his chest vibrated against you as he slurred, “What are you trying to do?”
“Nothing.” you said, lips an inch away from his chest, breath warm against his skin.
He gently maneuvered you to lay on your back, his hand leaving your waist as he propped his arms next to your sides, hovering over you. You winced, feeling his knees encasing your outer thighs, pressing your legs together, the area between extra sore and sensitive, a usual outcome every time he just took care of you. He adjusted his legs, quickly apologizing as he kissed you.
“Was I too rough?”
You shook your head, lips brushing against his chin, “Just right. I liked it.”
He grimaced, acknowledging his tendency to lose control, “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“Pretty sure I can still walk. I’m okay.” you chuckled, assuring him.
He stole another kiss from you, his voice low from feeling relieved, yet still concerned, “Want me to run a hot bath for you? A bubble bath? I will change the sheets too so you can sleep afterwards.”
You giggled, index finger tracing his bare chest, “Why, do I smell bad?”
“I don’t know, let me see,” he smiled, lowering his head, grunting softly, his nose probing your neck as he inhaled, “You smell like me.”
You threaded your fingers in his wavy hair, eyes fluttering close, images of him holding you close to him as he thrusted into you moments ago sending chills down your spine. You swallowed, voice teasing, “Hmm.. I wonder why..”
His nose trailed down your chest, lips breaking into a smile, kissing softly, “And you smell like sex.”
You laughed, skin trembling against his lips, which was advancing lower and lower, now leaving marks over your abdomen. Before he could go even lower, you tugged him to face you again, whining his name, “Sungjin, I will take up that bath offer.”
He kissed you, tongue lazily swiping your bottom lips, chuckling, “Okay.”
When you parted, you traced his cheek, watching his eyes staring deep into yours, your lips breaking into a smile at how endearing he looked, “You always use your beautiful eyes of yours to coax me into things. Not fair that I’m actually weak for them.”
He laughed again, “Are you saying if I look at you long enough, you’re gonna let me do whatever I want again? Because that’s not very hard on my part.”
You pushed his chest with your index finger, giggling as you shook your head, “Nope. If I let you do this for longer I might actually end up not being able to walk on my own.”
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When You Sleepily Lay Down In His Lap ~ Day6 Reaction
Sungjin:
A light chuckle escaped from you as a hand tickled against your waist, your eyes flickering up at Sungjin. “Did I tickle?” He innocently asked as he watched you.
Your eyes rolled at the knowing look that was on Sungjin’s face, “you know exactly what you’re doing, you can never just leave me to close my eyes.”
Sungjin’s shoulders shrugged as he continued to joke around with you, “I just thought you’d like for me to hold onto your waist, keep you still so you don’t fall off of my lap.”
“I won’t fall,” you chuckled, “I’m buried in nice and snug against your lap now.”
“Isn’t it better to just be sure Y/N?”
Your head shook back at Sungjin, “if you keep tickling me then you know that I’ll find a way to get you to pay for it, you’ll regret doing this.”
“You would never be able to get revenge on me,” Sungjin challenged, watching your eyes widen at his suggestion.
“Are you really willing to try me though Sungjin?”
“Maybe I’ll move my hand after all.”
Young K:
A slight hum came from you as fingers tangled in with your hair, tugging against you gently. “Sorry, sorry,” Youngkyun stuttered as he played with your hair.
A chuckle came from you as Youngkyun loosened his grip, twirling your hair around. “I thought you said that it would be cosy for me to lay in your lap?”
Youngkyun’s head shook as you messed with him in reply to his apology. “It is cosy, just when I’m careful with your hair. To be fair, it’s not my fault your hair is so much a mess.”
“Hey,” you gasped, “my hair is definitely not a mess, it’s just a little stressed.”
“Not now I’ve taken care of it though.”
You nodded in agreement with Youngkyun, “I guess laying in your lap has its perks, especially when you decide you want to play with my hair.”
“I was supposed to make you sleepy playing with your hair,” Youngkyun admitted, knowing his clumsiness hadn’t quite managed it.
“Maybe if you’re careful I can get some rest.”
“I promise I’ll be more careful now.”
Wonpil:
Your head shook as Wonpil’s hands tapped into his lap, encouraging you to lay down there. “You’re tired, come and lay in my lap so you can rest Y/N.”
You were still apprehensive as Wonpil took a hold of your hand, “I don’t want to get in your way by laying in your lap, you won’t be able to move your legs.”
As you continued to protest, Wonpil decided to take your hand and pull you down so that you were in his lap. “I wouldn’t offer to let you lay in my lap if I was bothered by it silly.”
“You could just be being nice,” you teased, “you might just feel bad for me.”
“I do feel bad that you’re feeling tired.”
You smiled up at Wonpil as you turned to be able to look up at him, “it’s just been a busy day at work, you should know, you have plenty of those too.”
“So, next time I have a busy day, does that mean that I can rest in your lap too?” He questioned, willing you to nod your head in reply.”
“How badly do you want me to agree to that?”
“Honestly, Y/N, you have no idea.”
Dowoon:
Your smile turned up even higher as an arm draped around your waist, glancing up you met the eyes of Dowoon straight away. “Are you comfortable there?”
Your head nodded straight away as you pulled Dowoon’s arm even tighter around your frame, “it’s always comfortable for me whenever I lay down in your lap.”
A nod of the head came from Dowoon as he continued to watch you closely, “are you sure that I can’t get you a cushion or something to rest your head on, make you even cosier?”
“Then I wouldn’t be laying in your lap,” you joked, “it would be a cushion.”
“You might hurt yourself in my lap.”
Your head shook in response to Dowoon, “if I’m uncomfortable then I promise that I’ll tell you so that you can look after me and cuddle me some more.”
“I don’t need you to be uncomfortable for me to cuddle you,” Dowoon assured you, deciding to snuggle down even closer to you.”
“I think that I could get pretty used to this.”
“I think that I could enjoy this too.”
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#day6#day6 imagine#day6 reaction#day6 scenario#day6 reactions#day6 scenarios#sungjin imagine#young k imagine#wonpil imagine#dowoon imagine#sungjin#young k#wonpil#dowoon#day6 drabble#day6 one shot#day6 fluff#kpop#kpop imagine
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Posts that I will create:
Reactions/ Scenarios (Fluff, Angst, Suggestive, Smut)/ Most to Least/ Moodboards/ Headcanon
Prompt list here! Pick up to 3!
Reactions:
When their members pull a prank on them (Wonpil)
You trying to reach the top shelf 🌟
Scenarios:
Key: Fluff:🌟¦ Smut:🔥¦ Angst:❌ ¦ Suggestive:🥀
Jae:
Don’t you dare ❌🔥
Colour me selfish ❌🌟
Sungjin:
Young K:
Wonpil:
Dowoon:
#kpop#kpop blog#kpop stuff#kpop scenarios#day6#day6 fanfic#day6 scenarios#day6 soft hours#day6 hard hours
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