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beomiracles · 2 months

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sex with a ghost ft yeonjun

─ dark lustful eyes pierce yours, "still think I'm not real, angel?", he taunts as he moves in and out of you slowly.

A/N ─ heh, hey :3 I've been working on this all evening but I sorta gave up on the proofreading part... it's 1am ok. My longest one part fic yet, coming in at 7.3k words exactly >_< I am DESPERATE to know your thoughts on it !!!!

pairings: ghost!taehyun x psychic!afab!reader warnings: major character death, slight descriptions of character death, ANGST, cheating???, eventual smut, fingering, oral (f rec), vaginal penetration, slight degradation but also praise, multiple love interests if you close your eyes squint and believe.

A screeching sound can be heard echoing through the quiet neighbourhood as your car comes to a stop. You really needed to invest in a new one soon.

Gathering your supplies, you step out to be faced with a large apartment complex. The neighbourhood was foreign to you, though the houses looked to be well maintained.

Climbing the stairs to the entrance you curse yourself for choosing heels today. The doorbell rings, once, twice, you're greeted by an elderly woman's voice through the small speaker. "Hello ma'am, it's y/l/n, from-"

"Oh! Yes of course I know where you're from, come on in!", the doors swing open and you make your way through the entrance. The elevator makes a noise as the doors open on the seventh floor and you walk out.

The elderly lady whose voice you'd heard on the speaker is already standing in the doorway, waving you over. As you reach her you bow, "miss, y/l/n y/n, ma'am". The woman smiles as she introduces herself as Mrs Kang.

Mrs Kang leads you through the small hallway into a spacious living room with a marvellous view of the city. "Tea, coffee?", she asks as she takes place behind the counter in the joint kitchen space. "Just water will do fine, anything else tends to mess with my work", you say as you sit down by the dining table.

Taking out a wax candle you place it in the centre of the table. Around it you lay various dried herbs, the whole thing is finished off with a ring of salt around it. Mrs Kang returns with two glasses of water as she places one in front of you. You thank her and take a sip.

As Mrs Kang takes a seat in front of you she eyes the candle. You bring out a box of matches, "before I start, would you mind telling me about your son?".

The woman nods as she clears her throat, "I...well he passed just two months ago", she says, fingers picking at her cuticles in an anxious manner. "May I ask how?", your voice is soft as you keep your gaze on her.

Mrs Kang swallows, "it was a car accident, he...it was his friend who was behind the wheel", she shakes her head, "my Taehyunnie, he wasn't...he wasn't irresponsible like that he...", tears fill her eyes as she continuously shakes her head.

You offer her a tissue to which she silently thanks you. Wiping her eyes with shaking hands before she finally meets your gaze again. "It's wrong", she states, "I should not have to bury my child...". She holds back a sob as she continues, "I should witness him fall in love, g-get married and...", a sob escapes her throat, "a-and start a family of his own".

"He was so young", she cries, burrowing her face in the tissue. You extend your hand to caress hers. "I know, and I am so incredibly sorry for your loss".

Despite doing this for a living you still felt rather stale in situations like these. It felt as if you were invading a very private and personal part of her life.

As Mrs Kang's breathing slowly returns to normal you try and shift the direction of the conversation. "Why don't you tell me about how Taehyun was?" you give your most kindhearted smile. "What did he enjoy, was he afraid of something, did he have any dreams?"

Mrs Kang smiles, "he wanted to become a singer". She scoffs as she leans back in her chair, "I always told him he would do good as a model, he was very beautiful you know", she says and you nod, "I'm sure he was".

Mrs Kang shakes her head, "but there was no changing his mind, music was his sole passion". "The hours he would spend cooped up in his room, writing his heart away".

So he liked music? "And what about friends? A girlfriend?" Mrs Kang is silent for a moment, "he didn't have many friends growing up", she admits, "he wasn't very social...", a troubled look presents itself on her face, "perhaps I could've done more I.."

"You did an amazing job raising him, I'm sure", you say as your hand gives hers a squeeze. Mrs Kang gives you a thankful smile, "he did find a few friends through music", she frowns, "but he never brought a girl home".

She shakes her head, "but what do I know? he moved out years ago... I just, could never bring myself to do anything with his room...he's my only baby". Her bottom lip quivers slightly as her voice cracks, "and now...now it's all I have left of him.."

"I completely understand, and I appreciate you sharing all of this with me, I know it isn't easy for you". Mrs Kang nods as she blows her nose with the tissue before discarding it. "Whatever helps you maybe get in contact with him, I'm willing to do anything", she says, a hopeful look on her face.

"Then shall we get started?" you bring out a match, lighting it as you place it next to the wax candle. As the flame takes to life you blow out the match and place it down on the table.

You close your eyes as you take both of Mrs Kang's hands in your own. It doesn't take long before a familiar feeling fills your chest. It's sharp, pushing at your ribs, it feels as if they're about to crack, but it doesn't hurt.

That's how you know that there's something else present, someone else. "Kang Taehyun?" you ask and the surge in your chest grows tighter, you smile. "My name is y/n, I'm here with your mother", you can feel Mrs. Kang's grip on your hands tighten.

"He's here", you say as you open your eyes, "do you have any questions for him? anything you want him to know?". Mrs Kang nods, "I want to tell him that I love him..", she whispers, almost pleadingly. You nod.

"Your mother tells you that she loves you, Taehyun", you await his answer. The spirits never spoke verbally, but would send off different auras, they each held different emotions.

The surge in your chest suddenly felt warm, you smile, "he loves you too". Tears once again fill Mrs. Kang's eyes as she lets out a small sob, "ask him if he's happy, please, I need to know that my baby is alright".

You refocus your attention to the surge in your chest, "your mother asks if you're happy, Taehyun". You're unable to hide the surprise on your face as the pull on your chest immediately darkens, it's almost painful, you've never felt something quite like it before.

Mrs Kang is quick to notice the change in your expression, "what? what's wrong?", she asks worriedly. You shake your head as you close your eyes. The intensity of the surge grows with each second, "he's not happy", you admit and Mrs Kang lets out a small cry.

A soul lingers between the living and the dead for one of two reasons, it can stay behind to watch over loved ones, or it is unable to move on. Judging by the dark pull on your chest you would assume the latter. "Taehyun, why do you linger?", you ask, eyes closed.

The pull on your chest starts thumping rhythmically, almost like a heartbeat. It's quick, harsh, angry. Your eyes snap open, and your hand grips the collar of your shirt.

Mrs Kang immediately stops crying as she looks at you with a horrified expression, "what's wrong dear?" she exclaims. You shake your head, "I've never felt anything like this before", you admit as you take a deep breath.

The thumping is so loud that you fear your eardrums might burst. Quickly leaning forward you blow out the candle and everything comes to an abrupt stop.

It takes you a moment to recollect yourself as your breathing returns to normal. When it finally does you look up at Mrs Kang, "may I see his room?".

Taehyun's room is neat, it feels almost melancholic, frozen in time. Your hands graze along the the shelves filled with albums of different artists. His closet was empty, to be expected. Your gaze lingers on a piece of paper discarded on his desk.

Picking it up you study the words scribbled on it, the handwriting is neat but most of the words have been erased or drawn over. It looks to be lyrics, was it a song he worked on?

"That one was no good", a voice speaks. You shriek, immediately dropping the paper. As you turn around you're met with a young man, possibly in his early twenties. His short black hair lay messily atop his head, his eyes are dark as they study you. Hands digging deep into the pockets of his denim jeans.

"What the fu...who are you?", you ask as you take a step back, your legs hitting the desk behind you. The man raises an eyebrow, "thought we met already".

It takes a moment for you to piece together his words and his comment about the paper in your hand. The way he was standing so causally... as if it were his own room.

"Kang Taehyun?"

He smirks, "in the flesh, well not really". Your jaw goes slack as you stare at the man in front of you. "But...that's not possible, you're...you're",─"dead?", he asks to which you nod.

He shrugs as he takes a step toward you, "your black magic seems to have done a lot more than you expected it to". His dark eyes pierce yours as his brow twitches slightly, "I'll give you that though, I never really believed in the supernatural".

Your mind is still in shambles as you try and make sense of the situation, "how are you here? it makes no sense..". You blink, once, twice, but he remains. You close your eyes for a solid thirty seconds before peeking them open. "You're strange", Taehyun comments and you feel as if your legs are about to give out.

"This can't be happening", your hands claps around your head, "I must be going crazy, yeah that's it, I'm hallucinating". You let out a short laugh, "I really need to get more sleep, I'll take a nap as soon as I come home, yes, that'll solve it".

"Do all psychics talk to themselves?", he asks as he tilts his head. You breathe in, then out, "you're not real", it's a statement not a question. And just like that Taehyun vanishes, the tension in the room slowly lifts and you feel yourself relax as you blink a few times.

Then he suddenly appears again, closer, so close that you could touch him. "Then what am I?" he inquires. His pale hand reaches out to graze yours and you jump, knocking the decorations on his desk.

"Is that not real?", he asks to which you shake your head. Taehyun frowns, he looks almost as if he's about to say something but stops himself. He vanishes, but in less than a second he reappears, now sitting on his bed.

You're about to speak again but the sound of the bedroom door opening has you snapping your head in said direction. Mrs Kang enters, "is everything alright? I heard a noise..."

"I'm fine but I...", you begin as you turn toward the bed, it's empty. Taehyun was gone again.

Mrs. Kang thanks you over and over as she promises to treat you to dinner whenever you wished. You too, thanked her immensely for her hospitality and made sure that you would let her know should anything happen.

You didn't tell her about Taehyun, you were sure it had all been a hallucination. It was true, you were sleeping a lot less these days. You didn't know why, you had never had a problem with insomnia before but you suppose that surrounding yourself with the dead had a certain effect on people.

Still, it didn't explain the fact that you had felt his touch. His hand had been cold, hard as if made out of steel. It was like his whole body was frozen in time. Lucid hallucinations were not something you'd heard of so how...

Thinking that all you needed was a good nights sleep, you made your way home. The keys jingle in the lock as you twist them around in your hand. Kicking your damned heels off, you stumble into the kitchen.

Your hands still had a slight tremble to them as you poured yourself a glass of wine. Drinking on weekdays, alone, wasn't usually your forte but you figured that you needed it if you wanted to get any sleep tonight.

Bringing the glass to your lips you take a sip. "Didn't take you for a drinker", Taehyun's voice is loud, it feels as if its coming from within you. It startles you and the glass slips out of your hands and shatters onto the floor. Red liquor coating the wooden planks.

"Fuck", you look up to be met with Taehyun's figure on the other side of the countertop. "You followed me?". Taehyun shrugs, "if that's what you can call it".

You frown, this was way out of your level of knowledge. You had never heard of a spirit taking a physical form, even less clinging to a host. Were you the only one that could see him? Was that why he vanished when Mrs Kang entered the room?

"I don't understand...", you study his face, unable to read it. "I wish I did but it seems I am as clueless as you are", he says as he leans his forearms on the counter.

"I...I did nothing different today", you mumble as your mind retraces the events of the day. "Then how are you able to take on a physical form? granted I'm not going crazy of course".

"I couldn't, not before at least", he drawls, "then you came along", he smirks, "and suddenly I could". You thought you might've officially lost it now.

You cross your arms, "it doesn't explain why you're following me of all". He frowns, "you're the only one who will listen", he leans closer over the countertop, "I thought you knew that already".

I'm the only one who will listen? He had to imply that others did not see nor hear him. You chew on your bottom lip nervously, "you have to excuse my manners earlier", he grins, "it's been ages since I last had human interaction".

His words make your eyes snap back to him. That's right, he wasn't human, not anymore. He was a ghost, and the only reason he was still here was because he's either watching over someone, or he's unable to move on.

"Why don't you let your soul continue? Why do you still cling to this world?" you ask. Taehyun's expression visibly darkens to the point where he almost looks demonic. "I've got unfinished business here", his words are almost inaudible.

"Unfinished business? what kind?" you press for answers but Taehyun remains quiet. "Does it have anything to do with your mom? your friends? your music?". Every question has his muscles tensing further until he slams his fist down on the countertop, "quiet, please".

You gulp, his knuckles leave a small dent in the marble stone but his hand remains untainted. Despite his harsh outburst another question bubbles at the surface that is your mind. You can't help but ask it.

"Was...was your death not an accident?"

Taehyun's dark eyes find yours as he locks them in place. It feels as if the room temperature dropped at least ten degrees and a shiver creeps up your spine. Yet you stand your ground as you refuse to break eye contact with the ghost.

It's quiet for what feels like forever until the soft rattling of keys from somewhere in the hallway grabs your attention. "Babe, 'm home", a voice calls out and soon Yeonjun comes into vision.

He's carrying two bags of groceries as he sets them down on the countertop. "Hey, you okay? you look like you've seen a ghost", he says as he makes his way around the counter to you.

"I...", you eyes flicker between your boyfriend and the now empty spot where Taehyun had previously been. "Shit, what happened here?", he asks as he bends down to pick up the remains of the wine glass. You had completely forgot about that.

"Oh, right I...I'm just tired I, I was going to clean it up", you rush to help him but a hand on your wrist stops you. "Go rest, babe", Yeonjun smiles as he gives your forehead a kiss, "I'll make us dinner, yeah?".

After the two of you have eaten you offer to do the dishes since Yeonjun had been nice enough to cook for the two of you. Yet you felt your hands trembling as you turned the plates over in your hands.

The whole day had put your body in a state of constant unease and you felt watched at all times. Lean arms wrap around your waist causing you to jump in surprise, the plate falls out of your hands and down in the sink again. Luckily it doesn't break.

"What's wrong, babe?" Yeonjun asks against your neck as he presses a soft kiss to it. You shake your head, "it's just been a long day", you say, and it's partly the truth. Your boyfriend hums as he turns the sink off, "I'll finish it up, do you want me to stay the night?".

Not even thirty minutes later you're laid in bed, your boyfriend's arm draped across your waist as the comforting sounds of his snores fill the room.

Though you hadn't seen Taehyun since earlier that evening you still felt that he was there. You didn't know why but it put you on edge and it wasn't until the early morning hours when you finally fell asleep.

You wake up the next morning to an empty bed, as you make your way into the kitchen the dishes are done for you. A small note is placed on the fridge, "leftovers packed in the fridge for lunch, don't forget to eat, ─ love Yeonjun".

You smile as your fingers trace the outline of the small note. Glancing over at the oven clock confirms the fact that you had indeed slept in. Though your next client wasn't until this afternoon, it gave you plenty of time to get ready.

You don't see Taehyun, not when you shower, blow dry your hair, eat your breakfast or do your makeup. Leaving your supplies in the car the day before meant that it was only for you to get going. One last look in the mirror and you're off.

The google maps on your car glitches a couple times making your way to the client's house a huge detour. Nonetheless you still manage to make it in time.

When you arrive you're greeted by the younger man who'd called. He looked your age, perhaps even younger. He led you through the small hallway and kitchen into a cute living room.

The house spoke to you in many ways and you found yourself admiring the paintings on the walls as you waited whilst he brought the two of you some water.

He sits on the sofa across from you, wiping his hands nervously on his pants. You smile, "I understand that you have called me regarding your late grandfather, correct?", he nods.

"He passed almost four years ago...", he says as he looks down at his hands. "May I ask how?", your voice is soft as you place your hands on your lap. "Cancer", he says and you nod, "I am incredibly sorry for your loss", you reach a hand out to grab his.

His eyes widen as they travel between yours and the way your hands interlinked. "If you trust me, I will be happy to reach out to him for you", you say and the man nods.

"I will require both of your hands", you say as you extend your other hand, he quickly takes it. His hands feel sweaty against your own, probably nerves you thought.

Closing your eyes you search for that familiar pull on your chest. When you find it you instantly smile, the pull is soft and gentle, like that of an old person.

"Mr Park, my name is y/n, I'm here with your grandson", you say. The pull on your chest instantly blooms into warmth. "He's here", you smile.

As you blow out the small candle the pull on your chest seizes. The man is quick to thank you over and over. You notice how his hands still haven't let go of yours.

"He likes you".

Taehyun's voice is a stark contrast to that of the man in front of you as he sits on the sofa next to him. If you were surprised by his appearance the man in front of you hadn't seemed to notice.

You frown toward Taehyun, but his gaze is fixated on the man next to him. "I uhm, I wanted to say that I really admire the work you do.." he says shyly and you smile.

"What an ass kisser", Taehyun comments in a disgusted tone, "he just wants to get you in bed, it's written all over him", he grimaces. You ignore him as you offer the man a smile. "Thank you", you say as you squeeze his hands in an attempt to make him let go.

He lets go as he nervously begins to fiddle with his fingers, "I was hoping...no, wanting to ask if...", he clears his throat nervously, "if maybe I could see you again?" You nod, "if you would like to request my services again that's completely fine just-"

"No I...I was wondering if I could see you...", he says as his face flushes with color. Oh. Taehyun scoffs and averts his gaze, arms folding over his chest.

"I'm uh, I'm afraid that's not possible", you say as you rub your wrist awkwardly. He quickly nods and clears his throat, "right, of course, it's quite alright", he reassures as he stands up. "I'll see you out?", you give him an awkward smile as you nod. "That would be nice".

Despite having had a shower that same morning your body yearned for a second one. The sweat of that man felt as if It clung to you and the whole situation had been so awkward that you just wanted to get in the shower and wash it all off.

The warm water cascaded down your body and your ran your fingers through your hair. For some reason you found your mind wandering to Taehyun and you didn't like it. He made you feel an unexplainable way.

He had pestered you all way home, dodging all your questions about him and somehow always managing to turn the conversation around on you. Only for him to disappear once the car parked outside your apartment.

"He was practically fucking you with his eyes the whole time", he said as he leaned back against the leather of the passenger seat. You roll your eyes, "he wasn't".

Taehyun snorts, "how would you know, you kept your eyes shut the majority of it". Your hands grip the steering wheel tighter, "what's it to you anyway?".

He looks you up and down as he grins, "nothing really". You sigh, "then why bring it up in the first place", you mumble as you keep your eyes on the road ahead. Taehyun doesn't answer.

The warm water did little to ease the tension in your muscles and you turned the shower off and got out. Wrapping a towel around your body you begin running your hands through your wet hair.

A cool sensation against your neck has you spinning around only to be met with nothing but air. You frown as you turn back to the mirror, grabbing the blow dryer as you plug it in.

A cold hand on your shoulder makes you jump and you turn around to come face to face with Taehyun. "What the fuck!" you shriek as you pull the towel closer around yourself.

"Just because you can appear at your own will doesn't give you the right to invade my privacy", you retort as you cross your arms over your chest tightly.

A smirk creeps its way up on his face, "this is the least I've invaded your privacy so far", he says as he takes a step toward you. "You think?" you snap back.

Taehyun tilts his head to the side before vanishing. His voice echoes through your mind, "would you rather I stay up here?". The sensation has your head pounding and you press a palm against your forehead. "No, get out", you order and to your surprise he complies.

A fragment of a second later he's in front of you again, a smirk on his face. He reaches a pale hand up to trace your jawline and neck. His fingers are cold as they leave a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"What are you.."

"I like you".

His words have your eyes widening but Taehyun's expression is indifferent. "What?" Your tone does little to hide your disbelief.

Taehyun's thumb grazes your bottom lip, and you let him. Why? you didn't have an answer. "I said I like you", he repeats as his hand falls back to his side.

You shake your head, "you don't, you're confused, it's normal your soul is in a transitional state". He chuckles, "you think you got me all figured out huh?". You frown, "what are you implying?".

He takes a step closer, cold chest almost touching your warm one. "I'm...drawn to you", he speaks slowly, as if choosing his words carefully. You sigh, "because I'm the first person you've interacted with since your death, it'll pass", you assure.

"Really?" he asks, a playful grin on his face. "What am I to do until then?" his lips form into a slight pout. You were sure he could hear your heart literally pounding out of your chest.

The sharp ring of your doorbell has him gone in a second. You breathe out a heavy sigh of relief. Remembering that you had ordered takeout before your shower quickly has your mind shifting. Pulling on a robe you make your way to the door as you retrieve your food. Sitting down on the sofa, you pull out your phone to text Yeonjun.

"Come over tonight."

The bed squeaks in rhythm to the deep thrusts of your boyfriend as he pounds you into the mattress. Bare legs wrapped around his waist your long nails claw at his back.

His hand grips onto the headboard as the other gently caresses your cheek. "Look so fuckin' gorgeous tonight, babe", he groans as his face contorts into one of pleasure.

Your lips part in a soft moan as your back arches off the bed. Sex with Yeonjun was bliss. It always seemed to get your mind off things and relax you.

His head dips down to kiss and suck at your neck and your eyes flutter closed in pleasure. When they open again your heart almost stops as you find Taehyun's eyes staring right back at your own.

Hands in his pockets he leans against the wall as he looks at you. Only you, it's as if he's not even registering that Yeonjun is present. His gaze moves from your fucked out face, down your naked body. It stops at your core, as Yeonjun's cock slides in and out of your throbbing cunt. He stares shamelessly, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

Your grip on your boyfriends hair grow painfully harsh earning a soft groan from Yeonjun, "need more?", he asks. You nod, your eyes locked with Taehyun's as you speak, "yes, need it so bad".

The night Taehyun had watched you get fucked out by your boyfriend had been the last time you saw him. Four days had passed without as much as a peep from him.

You were relieved, ready to put it all behind you. Writing it off as a weird hallucination of sort. It must've all been in your head. Though a part of you, a very small part, felt weird.

It wasn't that you missed him, you thought. But something was gnawing away at you every moment spent without even feeling the presence of his soul, tugging at your chest.

You had even for a split moment considered to bring out your supplies and summon him yourself. Thought you quickly discarded the idea again.

Your days were slow, uneventful and almost boring. Yeonjun was away on a business trip and you had spent the past nights alone in your dark bedroom. He wouldn't be home for another three days, you groaned at the thought.

Scrolling mindlessly on your phone as the late evening turns into early night. You didn't have any clients tomorrow so you didn't see an issue with staying up.

By 2am your eyes finally began to feel heavy. Putting your phone away you pulled the blanket over yourself as you got comfortable. You had almost drifted off into a deep sleep when the light squeak of the floorboards made your eyes snap open.

Sitting up, you pulled the covers closer to your chest as you squinted in the darkness. It was quiet, but you knew that you weren't alone. The tugging sensation in your chest had returned, he had returned.

"Taehyun..?" your voice is barely above a whisper but a soft hum coming from somewhere in the room confirms your suspicions. Carefully reaching over, you flick on the lamp on the bedside table.

The room is immediately cast in a dim light as Taehyun's figure comes into vision. He's standing exactly where he had been, four days ago.

Was it bad that you were relieved to see him? Probably. Yet you couldn't hide the smile etching its way to your face.

Something was different about him, you couldn't pin point it until your gaze met his. Dark eyes were piercing yours much like they had the first time you met, but this time they held something else, lust.

You barely have time to blink and he's by your side. Standing next to the bed he towers over you from where you're sitting. Cold fingers slide under your chin as he turns your face up.

Your lips part in surprise as your eyes widen, "T-Taehyun..?". His thumb pulls at your bottom lip before he lets it go. He lets out a frustrated sigh as he takes a few steps back.

Left confused you shift awkwardly on the bed. "What's going on...?", you whisper, he doesn't reply. It's strange, you hadn't seen or heard from him for four days and now, he just shows up acting all strange without even speaking to you.

"Listen Taehyun, I..", your words get stuck in your throat as he suddenly appears in front of you. Your back is pushed against the headboard as Taehyun cages you against it. Arms on either side of your head, his hands grip the headboard tightly. His knees hit the soft mattress as he straddles you.

"You what?", he asks, his voice is low, rumbling from deep in his chest. You swallow, "I...uhm...I...", your eyes shift from his own to his lips. Your tongue subconsciously darts out to wet your lips as your gaze travels back up to his eyes.

Taehyun lets out a frustrated groan as he mumbles something under his breath. You can't make the words out and before you know it his lips are on yours.

Your eyes widen but only for a moment before they flutter closed. His lips are cool against yours, but it's not unpleasant. The kiss is tender but it's full of desire. A sense of longing and yearning emits from him as his lips move softly against yours.

Though Taehyun is quick to pull back, he studies your face for a reaction. You bite your bottom lip softly as your gaze falls on his lips. "One more", he breathes out before crashing his lips against yours once again.

This time he doesn't hold back as his tongue forces its way inside your mouth. You happily comply as your lips part, your hands find their way to his hair, tugging softly at the ends.

Teeth clash together as Taehyun presses himself impossibly closer to you. His hands move from the headboard to gently cup your cheeks. His touch is electrifying.

But is it right? Your mind goes to Yeonjun, your boyfriend. You had a boyfriend for christ's sake, yet here you are making out with...with a ghost.

Could it count as cheating if he wasn't even a real person? You didn't know, and in that moment you couldn't bring yourself to care.

Taehyun is first to pull away as you chase after his lips, a soft whine emitting at the loss of him. He smirks, "so eager", he coos as his thumb massages your saliva coated lips.

His other hand finds the end of your blanket as he pulls it down. You're wearing nothing but your satin nightgown, it barely reaches your upper thighs. Perked nipples prominent through the thin fabric.

"Don't tell me you've been getting this dolled up every night", he mumbles as cold fingers trail along your collarbone, down the centre of your chest.

You shiver as you squirm under him, "you wear this for him too?", he glances up toward you. You bite your lip as you shake your head no. You usually wore something more comfortable to bed, but the past four days had been affecting you greatly. Perhaps it was the absence of your boyfriend, or maybe it was the absence of the soul you had grown so accustomed to in such a short time.

Taehyun hums in approval as he pushes the thin gown over your hips, revealing the white lace concealing your aching core from him. Index finger finds the hem of your panties as he pulls it up, "and these?".

Your face flushes all shades of red as your eyes meet his, "they're new..", you whisper. Taehyun lets go of the fabric wrapped around his finger, it snaps back against your skin.

"A shame for them to get ruined on their first wear", he says as he presses his thumb against your clothed clit. A soft gasp escapes your lips as your thighs twitch slightly. "But you don't mind do you, angel?"

The nickname catches you off guard, and it makes your cunt clench around nothing. His other hand rubs small circles on your hip as his fingers on your clit move your panties to the side.

"Knew you'd be fucking perfect", he slides two fingers inside of you without much struggle and you arch off the bed with a whimper. The hand on your hip holds you back down against the mattress as Taehyun watches his fingers slide in and out of your dripping pussy.

"That boyfriend of yours aint enough?" he tilts his head as he looks at you, your lips parted as soft moans spill from your mouth. "Greedy fucking bitch", his fingers curl inside of you making you cry out in pleasure, "one guy aint enough for you?"

You shake your head, "n...need you", you whimper. Taehyun hums softly, "you will". He retracts his fingers making you whine at the loss of contact, "let me taste you first, dollface".

His fingers are quickly replaced by his soft breath as he inhales the scent of you. "Smell like fucking heaven, angel", he groans, "bet you taste like it too".

Your thighs clench around his head as he presses his tongue flat against your clit. Hands in his hair, you force his face closer to your throbbing cunt. Soft whines and moans leave your lips and when he inserts his tongue you swear you see stars.

Air wasn't a necessity for Taehyun and he used it to his advantage as he devoures your cunt like it was his last meal, ironically enough it could've been.

Cold hands caresses your plush thighs as they tremble under his ministrations. A familiar feeling fills your stomach as your climax approaches. Taehyun looks up from between your legs and you swear that the way he looked at you almost made you orgasm on the spot.

"Gonna give me a taste of your heaven, angel?"

You whimper as your orgasm cruises through you, Taehyun is quick to greedily lick and feast on your high, his nose stimulating your clit as he does in an almost taunting way.

Once your legs stop trembling he finally sits up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. You're left a panting mess as you lock eyes with him. "Can you give me one more, dollface?" he asks as one of his hands palms himself through his jeans. You eagerly nod.

His smirk is the last thing you see before he grabs you by your thighs, pulling you down so that you lay flat on your back. Propping himself up on one arm Taehyun leans over you, fingers brushing a strand of hair out of your face as the tip of his cock prods at your cunt.

He leans down to connect your lips with his as he slides himself inside. Thick cock stretching you out in a blissful way, you moan against his lips.

"Greedy fucking pussy sucking me in like it's been starved", he says as his lips move down your neck and collarbone. He moves slowly, filling you out with each thrust. "Bet it has", he says as he teeth graze the flesh of your breast.

"Your boyfriend is sloppy", he grunts as he thrusts back inside of you, "doesn't know that he's got heaven right in front of him". His mouth finds your nipple through the thin material of your nightgown, twisting and pulling it between his teeth.

You whimper and feel yourself clench around him, pulling a groan from Taehyun as he sucks marks onto your chest and neck. One of his hands travels down your thighs, pushing it up, allowing him to sink deeper into you as you both moan in union.

"Shit angel, you were made for me", he breathes out as your lips find each other in a messy exchange of kisses. Pulling away for a short moment, his dark lustful eyes pierce yours, "still think I'm not real, angel?", he taunts as he moves in and out of you slowly.

"Just shut up and kiss me", you moan as you pull his lips back down on yours again. You can feel his smirk against your lips as he snaps his hips against yours, earning a loud cry from you.

Your breath grows short and ragged as you feel your second orgasm of the night approach. Taehyun's thumb finds your abused clit as he rubs it teasingly. "Gonna cum for me a second time, angel?"

Your cunt throbs around him as you release all over his cock, hands pulling at his hair as a soft whimper escapes your lips. Taehyun's teeth graze your skin as he buries his face in your neck, a low groan leaving his lips as he finishes deep inside of you.

The sensation is unlike anything you've felt with anyone before, not even with Yeonjun. Taehyun rests his forehead against your as he waits for you to catch your breath, the perks of being dead you suppose.

His gaze remains lustful as he studies your face but there's something else too. The back of his hand gently caresses your cheek as he speaks, "my room, on the desk, top drawer to the right, there's a blue USB stick, take it".

His words confuse you, but he doesn't let you overthink it as he reconnects your lips in a soft kiss.

When you wake up the next morning Taehyun is gone. At first you think that the previous night might've just been a feverish dream, but the mess that were your bedsheets and your missing panties told you otherwise.

A warm shower later you're sat by the TV. Taehyun's words from the night before still ringing in your ears. "USB stick, desk, top right drawer", what did significance did the small device hold? There was only one way to find out.

You still knew the way to Mrs. Kang's apartment, she greeted you with a smile. After a rather long moment of small talk you find yourself in Taehyun's room.

Heading straight for his desk you pull out the top drawer to the right. And just like he said there it was, a small blue USB stick, you take it.

When you arrive back home you rush to your computer, as you plug it in a small set of files pop up. Curious you click the first one, at first it's dark, you frown, was it broken?

Then an image floods the screen, no a video, your eyes widen, it's a dash cam. More specifically it's the dash cam of the car that had taken Taehyun's life.

Anxiously you skip ahead, it's not until a few days later when the event actually takes place. Taehyun passes by the front of the car as he makes his way to the passenger seat.

While in the car you can only make out their voices, the engine roars to life as the car starts moving. They drive for a good thirty minutes, their conversation shifting between ordinary subjects.

It's not until they make it out on the highway that things start going wrong.

"Hey, slow down", Taehyun says. The car is visibly moving faster than the ones surrounding them. "I'm trying!" his friend then exclaims, his voice slightly panicked.

"What the fuck do you mean? Just slow down!", Taehyun's voice rises, and his friend curses under his breath. "I fucking told you I'm trying, it's not working the brakes..."

You close your laptop. You don't want to see what you already know is bound to happen. Though it's clear that someone messed with the car beforehand.

Taking a deep breath you reopen your laptop, clicking off the file you go back in time. It takes you a couple of hours to go through all the footage but then you find it.

Almost five days earlier, a man you don't recognise comes into frame. He walks around the car a few times, slowly, cautiously as he scans the area.

Then he gets inside, so he had a key? You don't exactly know what he's doing but you know enough to be certain that he's not fixing the oil. After a mere five minutes he exits the car and leaves.

That's what Taehyun wanted you to see. It wasn't a car accident, it was murder. And the person guilty was yet to be caught. It would explain why he wasn't able to move on.

You had to get this USB stick in the right hands. And that's exactly what you did.

The footage proved to be crucial evidence directly linking the man to the crime. He had turned out to be a direct family member of Taehyun's friend.

When Mrs Kang found out she was heartbroken. Though she thanked you immensely for finding out the truth behind her son's passing. You continued to visit her regularly after that.

You never saw Taehyun again, but every now and then a warm pull at your chest would remind you of his gratitude toward you and that he was forever indebted to you.

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taegimood · 5 months

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— phone sex with bestfriend!taehyun ♡ [one-shot]

pairing: kang taehyun x fem!reader rating: nsfw, mdni wc: 1.1k warnings: smut, perv!reader, dom!tyun, pet names (baby, angel, princess), brief use of daddy kink, mutual masturbation, light degradation (reader receiving)

a/n - we always talk abt perv!txt but what about perv!reader…

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it’s not always easy being friends with tomorrow x together. with your vastly opposite schedules, you always end up in bed already by the time your best friend taehyun calls for your daily check-ins with each other — though covertly you’re glad for the late timing, because you have a dirty little secret: it means that you get to hear his deep, sleepy, sexy voice right in your ear every night. not that you could ever tell him that.

it wasn't always this way; there was a time when taehyun didn't make your heart skip a beat and your pussy throb, when even the thought of him in such a light as this would cause your nose to wrinkle up in disgust. he's your best friend, after all. how could you ever see him as anything different?

but then his gym membership started. or maybe it was the way that he grew out his hair. or the new glasses that soobin convinced him to try wearing.. or even the sweatshirts you'd forget in his dorm that he'd always end up walking around in himself, sweatshirts that returned swimming in the scent of him each time you got them back. whatever it was, you just know that something changed in the way that you saw him. in the way that you needed him.

the thoughts you'd chase away began to turn into wet dreams — ones that you would wake up from feeling just as desperate as you were confused — and those dreams soon turned into lingering fantasies that you just couldn't shake away, no matter how shameful it felt to harbor them. and now some time later, here you are, completely wrapped around taehyun's finger without him even knowing it, willing to crumble at his feet in an instant if he asked; putty in his pretty hands with each nightly phone call that you just can never seem to get enough of.

this time you’re feeling particularly needy, however, his call coming later than usual when you just can’t stop thinking about him, about his voice; you won’t lie and say that you don’t often touch yourself while he talks to you about his day, bringing yourself to a whiny climax the minute he hangs up for the night and you’re safe to make all the noise that you want.

this time, though.. you just couldn’t wait. your shorts and panties have long since been discarded on the bed when your phone rings, and you hesitate; your mind is foggy with need, it just feels too good to stop.. you need to hear his voice so bad.. you can keep quiet, right? right?

you know that it’s wrong. you know that you shouldn’t.

but you press the green answer button with trembling fingers, biting down hard on your bottom lip to stop a moan from escaping as his low voice hums your nickname through the speaker - “hey, y/n/n. sorry i’m late.”

you take a slow breath to compose yourself before responding. “hi tyunnie. s’okay.” the conversation carries on normally at first — to him at least. you’re two fingers deep in your throbbing pussy as he’s murmuring tiredly about their latest choreography when you notice too late that taehyun has stopped speaking. you quickly curb the tiny pants that had been escaping your lips, but your fingers seem to have a mind of their own, continuing their squelching ministrations as you beg in your mind for him to continue speaking, to say something, anything.

“y/n.”

your breath hitches. your fingers pause.

something in his tone has shifted.

a few beats pass.

“are you… touching yourself?”

that does it. you can’t hold back anymore. “taehyun,” you whimper pathetically in response, head tipping back into the pillows as your eyes squeeze shut, fingers working faster as your walls squeeze around them — simultaneous with the humiliation and shame of being caught. “tyunnie, ‘m sorry, i- i just needed you so bad.. ‘m sorry-“

“where do you need me, baby?”

your brain short-circuits at the sudden switch in your best friend’s tone. at the pet name dripping from his lips. his voice is impossibly deeper and impossibly more dangerous; dangerous for your health, as you’ve never ever heard him sound so utterly sexy before. you don’t know what to say. you didn’t expect this.

“i… i..”

“use your words,” he whispers, and you can hear some shifting on his end of the line; god, you hope he’s doing what you think he’s doing.

“i.. i need you…” you swallow hard, “i need you in my… in my pussy.” your voice is small, meek, and his responsive hum sends shivers straight down to your sopping cunt.

“what’s wrong, angel? feeling shy now? when you were just in the middle of fucking yourself with those cute little fingers like a little perv as i’m over here talking about my day? tsk..” you moan, loudly, at the degradation — who knew how badly you needed him to scold you like this?

“‘m sorry.. ‘m sorry, daddy..” at this point your voice is a breathless, whiny whisper; you’re so sensitive that you’re sure the slightest breeze could blow you away right now. you don’t even realize what you said until taehyun’s deep groan cuts through the speaker.

“fuck.”

you can hear him fisting his own cock now, and you’ve never been more jealous of another person’s hand.

“keep touching yourself for me, baby. just imagine that i’m right there... bet you wish it were my fingers buried in your cunt instead, don’t you?”

“yes! ugh, yes.. please, n-need it..” your own fingers are moving impossibly faster now, the lewd wet sounds of your arousal practically pornographic, and you can tell that taehyun hears it loud and clear by the drawn-out moan that he releases from the other end.

“that’s it.. faster, baby.. got you so wet and needy, just on my voice alone, fuck.. such a little fucking pervert.. need daddy that bad? need me to fuck some sense into you?”

“uh huh!” you babble out, nodding your head fervently even though he can’t even see it, “please, please, please.. want your cock, want your fingers, want your mouth- fuck- want everything, tyunnie please, fuck, i’m-“

“cum for me, princess.”

your jaw goes slack as your orgasm wracks through you at his simple command, drool threatening to escape past your lips as you keen for him, the high-pitched, filthy moan spurred on by the sloppy sounds of his cock in his hand.

several hazy moments pass. you lay there breathless, chest heaving as you finally slide your fingers out of your soaked pussy, legs twitching residually as you stare up at your ceiling in disbelief.

no fucking way i just had phone sex with my best friend.

in your daze you don’t realize that taehyun hasn’t said anything; your brows furrow as you glance at your screen to make sure the call didn’t disconnect, but then you hear him shuffling around, the jingling sound of keys sliding off of a hook.

“taehyun..?” you question carefully. did i ruin everything? does he hate me now? does he think i’m disgusting? what if-

“don’t move. i’ll be there in 10.”

“w-what? what do you-“

“i said i’d fuck some sense into you, didn’t i? ass up, baby. i’ll see you soon.”

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goldenhypen · 8 months

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｡⋅✴︎｡⚬⋅ WHAT ARE WE?

syn. the way you and riki act as best friends has everyone questioning what you two really are.

riki x reader ⋅ fluff + best friends acting not so platonically? ⋅ 0.6k ⋅ 100% based off a dream i had recently- enjoy! :’>

laughter. riki’s favourite sound. and not just any laughter. your laughter.

with your eyes half shut, head swung back and tummy hurting in pure bliss, sounds of joy left your lips, all because of something silly riki had said that you already barely remember. you don’t even know why you found it funny, but perhaps that’s a quality that ran in your close friendship with riki: any crazy, ridiculous thing your best friend would do or say could so easily elicit laughter from you. he likes to call it a talent, and you just roll your eyes at the thought.

you and riki weren’t the only ones at the table. on the other side of you was jake, and sitting across was sunoo and jungwon as you all shared a nice, warm meal together that jake had ordered earlier. and there you five sat on their empty practice room floor after a long day.

a satisfied sigh finally left your lips once you recovered and got control of your breathing again. realizing you were full, you turned to your side and faced riki with a grin. he looked at you through the sides of his eyes but didn’t question your motives. and before he knew it, his body was being pushed away slightly as you adjusted the position of his legs that were once crossed, now spread apart.

already knowing what you wanted, he opened up his arms for you, and you sat yourself right in front of him, back facing his body, and you leaned against him, letting your weight fall onto his.

his arms wrapped around and encapsulated you before you brought yours out from under his, your hands easily finding their way to his wrists.

“you better not fall asleep,” he said quietly beside your ear, almost sending a rush down your spine. his tone was as though he was offering you some sort of deal, that if he were to let you do this with him, the only condition would be that you don’t fall asleep.

and so you nodded but decided to be a little rebellious, closing your eyes anyway, despite it being against what he had told you.

the few minutes that went by weren’t enough for you to fall asleep yet, and suddenly you heard sunoo and jungwon giggling across from you. you were still fully conscious, just unable to see behind your eyelids, and you could hear as they snapped a picture of you because someone forgot to turn their phone’s sound off. you only continued to pretend to be asleep as you heard and felt riki chuckle against you as he found you cute and funny.

however, you lulled into such a relaxed state that you eventually did fall into a nice–though short–slumber, content in riki’s arms.

the way he brushed your hair from your eyes, and the way he watched you adoringly went unnoticed by you who was asleep in his arms, and is something you’ll never be aware of… that is until you see all the pictures and videos sunoo took but were not long lived as his giggles were a dead giveaway and had riki stopping him (not only because he was embarrassed but also because he didn’t want anyone to wake you).

just know that riki adores you–and he’ll never let this reach your ears, but… he wishes that you’d use him like this more often.

A/N. had a dream that was exactly like this and so i decided to write it for y’all to experience it too :’> idk why it was riki and NOT JAKE THO???? but i think it turned out pretty cute so :D hope you enjoyed! letting me know you did would mean a lot to me <3 thanks for reading!

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miupow · 3 months

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⭑𓂃 GETTING STONED W/ TXT .ᐟ ୭ ˚. [ HEADCANONS]

☆〜（ゝ。∂）txt x gn!reader ⋆ cw// drugs/marijuana mentions! sfw, tooth rotting fluff <𝟑 kissing, cuddling, implied established relationships

⤷ what i imagine it's like smoking with the boys . . .

연준 YEONJUN

i imagine him high is a lot like him drunk lol

soft, sleepy, cuddly and just the biggest baby whining that he wants kisses now

likes using your lap as a pillow for his head, the type to nuzzle his face in your belly and wrap his arms tight around you-- won't you play with his hair? tell him what an amazingwonderfulhandsome boyfriend he is?

tries very hard not to fall asleep on you but fails every time

pls take care of him :(

finds the other boys annoying when they're high lol but still does it with them because they're his baby brothers and he loves them no matter how much they piss him off <33

cannot smoke without you because he'd spend the entire sesh going "where's my baby?? i wanna see my baby, i miss them so much :(("

수빈 SOOBIN ⭑𓂃

the kind to just stare blankly at the wall for hours

"bin, you okay?" "uh huh..."

probably gets sensory overload easily, don’t have too much going on at once or he’ll get a headache :<

soogyu is my dream blunt rotation im gonna be honest they're so fucking funny they just be sayin shit

high bin says the some of funniest things you've ever heard in your life but he has no idea he's even being funny

"why are you laughing at me??? :(("

gasps when you tell him you love him even though you tell him every day

“REALLY??? I LOVE YOU TOO!!!”

will get into the dumbest arguments, especially with gyu?? “what do you think would happen if you put a werewolf on the moon…” “what the hell is wrong with you??”

“no, dumbass, that’s not even how ufos work. look it up.”

범규 BEOMGYU ⭑𓂃

true delulu headcanon time here but hear me out okay

he's so crazy adhd brain high energy when he's sober but i feel like when he's stoned he's so. chill?

put a movie on or something and he'll be quiet for hours he's just so transfixed by the moving colors and lights

just wants to cuddle with you in silence or like. talk about deep shit

you honestly kind of love it because you'll have conversations about your future and your relationship that gyu wouldn't take seriously sober

he's very upfront and straightforward with his feelings when he's stoned, which is so unlike him

says some corny shit with stars in his eyes like "i wanna spend forever with you" and then regrets it later because he sounded like a dweeb

he's so whipped for you and he can't hide it :<

let him lay on your chest, playing with his long pretty hair, calling him beomie while he looks up at you with hazy, unfocused but so in love eyes

again soogyu = dream blunt rotation gyu is so funny

“do crabs think fish are flying??” type mf i love him very much

태현 TAEHYUN ⭑𓂃

this might be an unpopular opinion but tyun is absolutely the biggest stoner out of the five of them

i feel like he would smoke to relax, not necessarily to get high-- he's on stress overdrive 24/7, especially during comeback season,, he smokes to finally make his brain go quiet for at least a night

big social smoker but also enjoys smoking alone or just with you

i see him the most like his sober self, quiet and content and not really paying much attention to anything

normally you have to fight him to get his picture taken but when he's stoned he'll just let you shove a camera in his face and you love it sm,, "tyunnie!! baby! smile!"

very content with letting you sit on his lap while he zones out, nuzzling his neck-- he loves feeling needed, loves taking care of you

thinks everyone else is very entertaining, just enjoys watching his brothers act like idiots

he's such a bottled up guy, doesn't like to show or talk about how he's feeling ;; but he'll open up easily once you get him loosened up

휴닝카이 HUENING KAI ⭑𓂃

i want to smoke with this boy so bad. it's not even funny.

he's so cuddly and sweet and giggly,,, i lob him,,

he gets too out of it to kiss you so he makes your plushies kiss eachother instead hehe

kiss his freckles :< just give him so many smooches all over his face while he laughs that it tickles

spooning is a need not a want. he'd rest his chin on the top of your head and hold you soso close while you lay on his bed watching a movie ;;

like soobin he probably gets overstimulated easily,, he needs the lights off and he likes when you wear soft/fuzzy clothes,, ur his plushie now :<

will not let you get up for anything at all. will literally follow you to the bathroom and wait outside of the door like a puppy

SOOO much skinship he needs to touch and be touched so badly

goes totally nonverbal when he's stoned. will not say a word for hours

TUMMY RUBS also lays his head on your belly ;;

thinks literally everything is funny. show him a picture of like. a horse and he'd laugh at it

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dreamingoftaehyun · 1 month

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# sub taehyun drabble

pair: kang taehyun x fem! reader content warning: SMUT, sub! taehyun, dom! reader, fingering (m! receiving), pegging, nipple play (m! receiving), choking, premature ejaculation, lots of whining, praise & degradation, pet names like good boy, baby, kitty. w/c: 1.5k a/n: i haven't posted in a hot minute... whoopsies. anyways, i had a dream about fingering taehyun last night and i had to write it >_<

as soon as you heard the front door open and taehyun's voice call out 'i'm home!', you hopped up from the sofa and practically sprinted to the entryway. "hi baby, how was your day?" you greeted your husband.

taehyun hangs his coat up and takes off his shoes, leaving them by the door. "productive but boring. i missed you." he replies softly, pulling you into a hug. "did you eat?" you asked while walking through the house.

"mhm, yeonjun treated me to a meal." taehyun followed you into the living room, plopping down onto the sofa with a groan. you settled next to him, turning on the series you've been watching together for the past week.

it wasn't until halfway through the second episode of the night you noticed taehyun starting to get a little restless, his hand that was resting on your thigh now drawing circles on your skin. "tyun," you murmur and he looks at you. "you okay?"

without looking at you, he nods, pursing his lips. "you're a bad liar."

he gives you a glare that makes you chuckle. the familiar glint in his eyes was something you'd seen hundreds of times. "oh, kitty's horny?"

taehyun's head snaps to face yours, seeming to try and come up with an excuse as he gives you a blank stare. your hand slides up his thigh, then to his half-hard cock in his pants. you give it a squeeze and taehyun exhales a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

he releases a quiet groan when you rub his bulge through his pants, now fully hard. "i need you."

"nuh uh, say it properly." you tut, hands coming up to play with the hem of his shirt. "please?" he whimpers.

"good boy." you smile, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. an idea pops into your head and you giggle. your leg swings over his thigh, now seated on his lap. you start off slow, kissing and sucking marks onto his neck, basking in the soft sounds he makes directly into your ear.

"lay back for me baby." you tell him and he does, the new position exposing his whole torso. you can't help yourself, sliding your hands up and down his toned body. "you're so pretty, tyunnie. my pretty boy."

while your fingers start to tweak his nipples, he keens at your praise, whining when you start to play with the both of them. you lean down, mouth wrapping around taehyun's left nipple, sucking on it.

taehyun's hips started bucking into you as his whimpers got louder and more frequent. "m-more.. need to be inside you." he whines.

you don't answer, flicking his right nipple a few times in return as you went back to sucking and giving his left one kitten licks. you didn't know taehyun was this sensitive there until you felt a wet patch on his sweatpants under you. sitting up, taehyun's eyes are shut tightly, lips parted. "did you just cum?"

"no!" he whines, covering his face in embarrassment. your hand snakes down his torso and past his waistband, pulling it out only to be covered in white stuff. "what's this then?"

taehyun simply whimpered in response, not able to speak while he watched you lick his cum off of your hand. "bad kitty, i didn't say you could cum yet, did i?"

you made your way to your shared bedroom, taehyun quickly following. he gasps when you push him onto the bed. "get on all fours, tyun." he quickly obeys, positioning himself in the middle of the bed. you take your time undressing, putting on your strap-on.

taehyun had also fully undressed, not exactly on all fours like you'd asked but instead had his back arched with his ass out, tempting you. opening the bottle of lube you had stored in your drawer, you spread it around your fingers and taehyun's ass.

"you ready, tyunnie?" you ask, finger prodding at his hole. "fuck, yeah." he breathes out. you slide two fingers in at first, letting him get used to the stretch. "shit, need more... i can take it," taehyun whimpers out.

you scoff, putting a third then a fourth finger in. he mewls out when you start moving them, thrusting your fingers in and out. "thought you could take it?"

"ohmygod!— i can!" he rasps, taehyun's hands gripping the sheets as he cries into the mattress when your fingers found his prostate, hitting it over and over. he looked so hot at your submission — drool coming out of his mouth, legs shaking trying to hold himself up, fingers gripping the sheets, back arched — all for you.

"who knew you were such a slut, tyunnie?" you tease, practically ramming your fingers inside him. your other hand came around to wrap around his cock. "ah, please let me fuck you already..." taehyun chokes out and you laugh. "i'm fucking you tonight, kitty."

the slow pace you had on his cock contradicted the roughness you were fingering him with. "mmf—fuck… ‘m— gonna cum–" he whimpers, crying out when both of your hands withdrew from him. "babyyy, i was so close!" he whines, sniffling as a few tears rolled down his cheeks.

"too bad, i'm not letting you cum early again." you push your fingers back inside him and taehyun lets out a sigh of relief. this time, you fucked your fingers into him painfully slowly. taehyun was still teary and clouded with lust at this point, sniffling and trying to push his hips onto your fingers to get more friction. "it's not enough, please just touch me, y/n." he begs.

mocking him, you pull your fingers out yet again, instead picking up the bottle of lube you left next to you and covering your strap with it. taehyun held his breath when he felt the tip of the toy prod at his hole.

"breathe, baby." you cooed, soothing him by rubbing his back as you carefully slid the strap inside. taehyun's small groans egged you on, bottoming out not long after.

taehyun finally exhaled once the toy was fully inside. his mind was hazy, not being able to think a coherent thought except for that he felt so full. "tyun," you call out. "you okay?"

"mhmm, never felt better." taehyun smiles and you can't help but giggle. another moment passes and you finally move, making him groan in surprise. you started with passive, slow but teasing thrusts. the little gasps and whines coming from your lover was addicting.

"faster!" taehyun whimpers. your hand slivered up his back, around his shoulders and take claim on his neck. lightly adding pressure with your fingers, his back arches up and you pull him towards you, his head now lolling back onto your own shoulder and you quickened your pace.

you thrusted into him roughly now, the hand that was on his neck roaming up and down his chest, back in forth between playing with his puffy nipples and back on his neck. "that's my good boy. take it like the slut you are." you purr into his ear.

"fuckkk— 'm close," taehyun moans and you fuck into him as hard as you can, the contact of your bare thighs on his own making a loud clapping noise that drove you to fuck him impossibly harder. "feels— ah, so good!"

"gonna cum all over yourself? you're so pathetic, my cute kitty." you teased and taehyun whines, " 'm not cute, fuck— fuck you."

you chuckled, slapping one of his cheeks that made him cry out. "gonna cum soon," taehyun says. "not unless you beg me." you slow your pace down, fingers digging into his hips.

"please, baby. need to cum so bad , it hurts." taehyun begs, tears pooling in his eyes. "i'll do anything!"

"good boy, you can cum." you smile before going back to the rough pace you had before, fucking taehyun so hard he started twitching, mouth wide open but no sounds coming out, a little drool on the corner of his lips. his eyes were scrunched shut.

"i want you to look at me when you cum, baby boy." you moan, and he opens his eyes, looking up at you with the cutest lust filled puppy dog eyes. you gave one last thrust and taehyun was cumming, white ropes shooting onto his stomach. you swiped a little with your index finger and tapped his mouth. he obliged, wrapping his pretty lips around your finger and tasted himself. you pulled out, taking the strap off and setting it aside to clean later.

after a few moments of basking in the afterglow, taehyun looked down at his stomach and cringed. "let's go have a shower, i feel gross. amazing, but gross."

"me too." you laughed and helped taehyun out of the bed and into the shower, leaving the night with a heavy atmosphere.

#taehyun smut #kang taehyun smut #taehyun #kang taehyun #txt smut #tomorrow x together smut #txt #tomorrow x together #sub taehyun #— ✏️ starryseokmins

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wonryllis · 2 months

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moots as songs

、ㅤ🌺 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS AS KPOP SONGS ᵎᵎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

i went with the vibes they give off, and added some lyrics to highlight it!! tried to do as many mooties i could i hope you all like it!! i excluded those who have been inactive for long and those i ain't interacting with that much, hope you understand > 3 < love you all! ( MUTUALS )

✶ @jaesvelvet better things by aespa . . that i, i-i got better things to do with my time. better things to do with my time, do with my time than you

✶ @luvhyun3 tomboy by g-idle . . it's not here, i'm not a doll. yeah, i'm a fucking tomboy! this is my attitude, yeah, i'll be the tomboy

✶ @ctrlemis jopping by superm . . champagne life, that's all you want. don't stop letting it go 'cause we got that glow

✶ @enhalpy love letter by bol4 . . so warm like you, you are my sunshine, i’ll do anything. feel like i feel like i’m surfing your love, feel like i’m reaching the moon

✶ @nyukyujs love scenario by ikon . . we met and became a memory that can't be erased. it was a commendable melodrama, a pretty good ending.

✶ @koishua quarter life by tomorrow by together . . it feels like i'm walking in place, quarter life crisis. thrown into a life without an exit, on this road that doesn't know the end

✶ @boyfhee you & me by jennie . . i love you and me, dancing in the moonlight. nobody can see, it's just you and me tonight. just a little touch my world stops

✶ @okwonyo my world by illit . . this is my world, it might seem a little strange. this is my world, this is truly the real me. each moment is my overindulgence, why does it seem strange? this is me. let me show you my world

✶ @atrirose either way by ive . . some say i sound full of myself, that i'm just showing off. it's not about who's right or wrong, just like how we all love differently

✶ @eeunoia inception by ateez . . feel like dreaming a dream i've never seen even in dreams, it's too vivid to conclude it as just a dream. you are the dream i live in, the dream i can never awake from

✶ @leaderwon hard to love by blackpink . . i'll make it feel like heaven, but i swear i'm not a saint. and you won't see the truth 'causе i'll be kissing it away

✶ @tyunni new jeans by new jeans . . look, it's a new me, switched it up, who's this? new hair, new tee, new jeans, do you see? so fresh, so clean, make it feel like a game

✶ @jjunae pop by nayeon . . baby, baby, you're out of control. so you're under my control. before the excitement stops, i wanna make it pop, pop, pop, you want it?

✶ @stariekis one spark by twice . . i wish for forever, yes, forever. we're sparkling beautifully, i'm sure it'll be beautiful. cause my heart is burning, burning, burning. even if it’s dazzlingly beautiful and painful, it’s our golden days

✶ @lheebra don't wanna cry by seventeen . . i think it will show up, just wait. i have to find you, i have to find you. because if i cry now, i might not be able to see you. i don't want to cry

✶ @isoobie smart by le sserafim . . i am a child who will become a butterfly. what i want is victory. i'm a smarter baby, smarter, i see through it and break through.

✶ @fakeuwus cupid by fifty fifty . . a hopeless romantic all my life, surrounded by couples all the time. so skeptical of love, but still, i want it more, more, more. i gave a second chance to cupid

✶ @lilyuwon flower by jisoo . . guided by the gently blowing wind, because you're the one who doesn't catch it. spring comes, only the scent of flowers remains

✶ @ms-no1kpopstan darari by treasure . . i watched you, i was too stunned to speak, it still circling around you. i can't take my eyes off you

✶ @theyluvvaubery really really by winner . . the most beautiful thing in my eyes right now is you lady, oh. if my feelings for you were money, i would be a billionaire

✶ @jungqkook true by yaori . . tell me the truth, this is the end. i feel like losing myself. can't find my way, to not lose you, why is it so complicated?

✶ @heesbaby run bts by bts . . if we live fast, let us die young. two bare feet are our gasoline, yeah, yeah. let's go, are you ready? run bulletproof, run, yeah, you gotta run

✶ @heelvsted maverick by the boyz . . super villain in the mirror, i run away, chasing, farther away. super bad trouble, i'm just on my way. cut out the scenes from a corny hero movie. everything's just a game to me,

✶ @cornenhapovs loco by itzy . . surrounded by my thoughts of ya, i think i'm a little obsessed, i feel like i was born to love ya. such a rush, you're making me lose my mind

✶ @taeghi celebrity by iu . . have no idea above your lowered head what the bright lights are (shining towards) it's fine to take your time but i hope you notice, at last. the one and only

✶ @jaylaxies step back by got the beat . . you'd better shut your mouth and stand back or else give it a go. try climbing your way up hereYou can't even dream about this level, this isn't the place for you

✶ @moon7jay monster by exo . . why is my heart racing? you’re beautiful, my goddess. i’ll knock so will you let me in? you’ve already fallen for me, don’t be afraid, love is the way

✶ @alvojake pandora by mave . . everyone is heartless but so we are fearless. no one can stop us, never been so careless. hold on tight, string of our hope, so let us sing, say my name. shout it out, let me hear that thing

✶ @sserasin future by red velvet . . don't let me forget my dream where the stars are pouring down, we will end up together. you are another future of mine, a way for love to last forever

#🦢̼ࣳ ⋆ ٫٫ ⁽ anon ₎#﹙⪩⪨.﹚ 𝒎𝒚 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 ˃̵ᴗ˂̵#୨ৎ . . 𝓂o𝐨𝐭 𝓰a𝗺𝗲s ᵎᵎ #i did not include enha for some reason lmao

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jaeyunverse · 1 year

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love for sale (teaser)

PAIRING(S) | nishimura riki x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, angst, enemies to lovers, fake dating, prep school au

EST. WORD COUNT | i am not sure actually so i will say anywhere from 5k to 12k

WARNING(S) | profanity, prejudice, class discrimination + all warnings to be added in the full fic

SUMMARY | nishimura riki wants to piss off his mother and you need money to keep studying at clayton prep after your scholarship is under the threat of being terminated. it just so works out that you’re the exact kind of person his mom despises, and riki has more than enough money in his bank account to fund your education.

TAGLIST | permanent taglist + @1-800shutthefuckup @tyunni @songchan @yunjardi @woniewonwon @jennaissantes @luvkpopp @kimipxl @toeeater394737 @wzy3ka @wqstcrn @heetoldme send an ask or comment to be added!

AUTHOR’S NOTE | i don’t even know how long this wip has been catching dust in my docs LOOOL i am very excited to get started on it though! i hope u enjoy the teaser <3

Nishimura Riki was really starting to get on your nerves.

Normally, he was a person who couldn’t stop riling you up for his amusement. You tried to pretend he didn’t exist, but there was something about him that compelled you to shoot back with a jab of your own every time he taunted you.

Your life without his annoying presence would have been simpler, but overall, he was harmless.

However, his behaviour from the past few days was really starting to make you wonder if he had gone off the deep end and finally lost his mind.

“Leave me alone, Nishimura!” you snapped, tired from having to tell him the same thing over and over again. “I am not doing you the stupid favour.”

“I’m not asking for a favour!” he protested. “I’m willing to give you anything you want in return. This is a legitimate transaction involving give-and-take.”

“I don’t want shit from you and you’re an idiot to think of your proposed arrangement as a mere transaction.”

“You’re making a mistake, Y/N.”

“No,” you said, stopping in your tracks and turning to face him. “I would be making a mistake if I agreed to be your fake fucking girlfriend. How the hell did you even think to ask me that?”

Riki sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He glanced around your school hallway and grabbed your wrist, pulling you along to god-knew-where.

“Wha—” you began, but he cut you off.

“It’s too crowded here. We can’t discuss this matter in public under any circumstances.”

Scoffing, you snatched your arm back. He paused for a moment, watching you overtake him and walk ahead. When he didn’t follow, you glared at him over your shoulder.

Riki rolled his eyes and took long strides towards you. “Was that necessary?”

“Yes,” you replied sharply, not allowing him to walk beside you and making sure to stay a step ahead.

Perhaps, Clayton Prep’s snobbiness had rubbed off on you more than you’d suspected. Though you supposed it was bound to happen someday since you’d been surrounded by teenagers born with a diamond spoon in their mouth for the past few years.

Opening an inconspicuous door at the end of the hallway, you trudged inside and found yourself in an empty classroom. Nishimura Riki kicked the entrance shut behind him and turned to you.

“Look, I’m not happy to have this conversation over and over again either, but I need you. I don’t have a fucking choice.”

You snorted. “You need me? Pray tell.”

“My mom hates people who don’t have money and influence.”

“Oh, you could not be more wrong if you thought telling me this would convince me to help you.”

“I’m not done,” Riki snapped. “Just hear me out before you jump to conclusions.”

You raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms over your chest.

“My grandfather’s shares will be transferred to me once I turn 21 and she’s pissed I’m going to get control of the business instead of her,” he muttered and ran a hand through his hair. “I have no doubt about my mother’s love for me, but she has been dreaming about taking over the company ever since she was a kid. She can’t do that by herself anymore, so she’s going to try to do it through me by getting me to bend to her will. I can’t let her put a leash on me and start dictating my life.”

“If you think going out with me will send her a message, you’re an even bigger idiot than I thought you were,” you said and scoffed with disbelief. “You want her to back off, Nishimura? You better come up with something that doesn’t make you look like a spoiled brat rebelling against his mommy.”

“You don’t know my mother,” he growled. “She has always been prejudiced against poor people. Money and power are all she cares about, and I will not let her come after what belongs to me.”

“You know what?” you fumed and stomped towards him, jabbing your finger into his chest. “You’re an asshole. You came to me for help and you still had the audacity to humiliate me. Not to mention that your sob story makes you sound like a hypocrite who only cares about money too.”

“I don’t give a shit about the money. I care about keeping my grandfather’s legacy alive,” he bit back and took a step closer. “There’s a reason he was willing to give his inexperienced grandson his company rather than hand it over to his daughter.”

“Well, I don’t give a shit, Nishimura!” you shouted, throwing your hands in the air. “Deal with your goddamn problems by yourself. We’re done having this conversation.”

Shoving him away, you walked to the door and ripped it open. However, before you could leave, he said, “You’re here on scholarship, aren’t you?”

Freezing in your tracks, you turned around and narrowed your eyes at him. “What?”

“Sorry.” Riki laughed humourlessly. “That was a stupid question. I know you’re here on scholarship. Everyone does, and that’s because Clayton Prep isn’t known for charity.”

“You’re going to end up with a bloody face if you don’t watch what you say,” you warned, trying your best to keep the chain on your temper intact.

“Do you know why this school doesn’t offer scholarships, Y/N?” he inquired and slowly closed the distance between the two of you, unfazed by your threat. “It’s because my mother is a trustee on the board and prohibits financial aid.

“The only reason you were accepted is that my grandfather built this place from the ground up. He wanted you here because saw something special in you. He may have overruled her decision then, but he’s not here to keep protecting you now.”

The colour drained from your face and your heart dropped to your stomach. “Are you threatening me?”

“I’m giving a rundown on the facts and am offering you an opportunity,” Riki corrected. “I have more than enough money to pay for your entire education at Clayton Prep. You just have to say yes to helping me piss my mom off.”

You bit the inside of your cheek and stared at him, your hands curling into fists at your side. You couldn’t believe you’d been stupid enough to not predict what Mr. Nishimura’s death would have entailed for you.

Though, you didn’t blame yourself. The man had quite literally picked you from the streets and given you a shot at living a meaningful life. He’d gifted you a future, and you’d spent months grieving his passing.

You weren’t going to beat yourself up for not being a cold-hearted, selfish and conniving bitch.

But now that Riki had pointed out the glaringly obvious, you had to strongarm yourself. You couldn’t let his mother kick you out because you didn’t have the resources to study at Clayton Prep.

Besides, if there was one thing you were aware of without a doubt, it was your self-worth. You’d proved yourself to be smarter than every single student attending the school on several occasions.

Blowing out a breath, you closed the door. There was a gun to your head, and making a deal with Nishimura Riki was the only visible way to survive.

“What do you need me to do?”

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atrirose · 2 months

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moots as aesthetic (* ^ ω ^)

idk how to execute this so i will js make their vibes as mood boards okay 😺

@odxrilove this chapter of my life is called happiness

@hoonvrs i am a poet and she is my poetry

@boyfhee we ran as if to meet the moon

@okwonyo she became the love she searched for

@shuamorollss once upon a december

@bywons you have the sweetest soul i have seen

@goldenhypen there is no charm equal to tenderness of the heart

@tyunni head in the cloud

@isoobie i am a dream still dreaming

@lilacnini made of stardust and magical things

yeonie it was image limit so i got u in the rb okay babes mwah 😘 + i’m sorry if i missed anyone

#𐙚 sei’ letters

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urszn · 1 year

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❨ POPSTAR GF ❩ — park sunghoon

𖥔 SEARCHING FOR PROFILES… two results found !

result one out of two — the it group

➤ Y/N 03 soloist, very well known as an it girl, 1/2 golden girl, wonyoung defender for life.

➤ JISUNG 02 apart of the group “nct dream”, became friends with y/n after he spilled his drink on her.

➤ HYUNJIN 00 apart of the group “stray kids”, became friends with y/n after she posted her dancing to “gods menu”.

➤ WONYOUNG 04 apart of “ive”, best friends with y/n since trainee days, 2/2 golden girl, y/n’s biggest fan.

back to masterlist! - profiles two walmart (enhypen)

(📰) TOP NEWS ! after sunghoon gets forced to go with his friends to a concert he ends up bumping into a crying y/n aka the person who was supposed to be on stage performing, not knowing what to do he hugs her out of pity trying his best to comfort her, perhaps he shouldn’t have? because the next day he wakes up to one million followers on twitter and instagram and a text from y/n’s manager asking him to fake date her.

TAGLIST IS OPEN: @yunjinhart @yenqa @onzhoon @lacimolela @ifearjwn @vwosnz @lovers-szn @all4yoi @beomgyusonlywife @j-wyoung @luviehyck @roseyrays @hoonluvr2000 @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs @i2lain @simp4jakesim @tobiosbbyghorl @captain-satan

PERM TAGLIST: @ddeonudepressions ⋆ @zuyairus ⋆ @sunoksunny ⋆ @taejays ⋆ @hanniluvi ⋆ @haknom ⋆ @trsrina ⋆ @tyunnie-gyuu ⋆ @ririlovesrenjun ⋆ @xiaoderrrr ⋆ @r-westillfriends ⋆ @placinggum10 ⋆ @gakrufbd ⋆ @nanabbg ⋆ @son4taa ⋆ @redm4ri ⋆ @strwberrydinosaur ⋆ @dreama-little-dreamof-me ⋆ @lcv3lies ⋆ @aspaia ⋆ @schmocolateschmchip ⋆ @seungcheolswife ⋆ @ixomiyu ⋆ @dimplewonie ⋆ @jeongintwt ⋆ @esther-kpopstan ⋆ @uwuheeseungie

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rosie-rosem · 2 years

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rosie's tumblr recs pt1

back to navigation ~ here

back to rosie's recs ~ here

f = fluff

a = angst

smau = social media au

drabble = short stories

reactions = reactions

scenarios = scenarios with them

fau = fantasy au

w = check warning(s), there could be some sensitive topics.

v = violence

𝕡𝕒𝕦 = parent(s) au

🫰 = my favs

no smut recs

enhypen

baby fever (f, a, smau, 𝕡𝕒𝕦, 🫰) | p.s - luvx01

already won (f, 𝕡𝕒𝕦) | s.j - @ihugjakey

texts with boyfriend (f, smau, drabble) | n.r - @wonillaa

12:42 (f, drabble) | l.h - @heeracha

truth untold (f, a) | s.j - @filmbyjy

you not saying ‘I love you’ back (f, reaction) | hyung line - @silvermistcosmos

you not saying ‘I love you’ back (f, reaction) | maknae line - silvermistcosmos

random texts with bf #1 (f, smau) | l.h - @pradasim

random scenarios with enha (scenarios, f) | ot7 - @ox1-lovesick

How they say ‘I love you’ without actually saying it (f, scenarios) | ot7 - @duskwon

first pics they would post with you (f, scenarios) | ot7 - @jalapenokpoppers

shawty, you’re my heart stealer (f, drabble) | n.r - @io6nha

distracting him while he’s gaming (f, reaction, drabble) | n.r - @kynrki

when they want attention (f, scenarios) | ot7 - @kdvnco

enha’s s/o on their period (f, reaction, scenarios, 🫰) | ot7 - @2ynjns

good morning (f, drabble, w) | p.j - flimbyjy

12:18 (f, a, drabble) | p.j - @heecase

his warm and firm grasp (f, drabble) | p.j - @storm-clouds-roll-in

niki as your bf (f, drabble) | n.r - @sparklingsjy

calling them pretty boy (f, drabble, reaction, scenarios) | hyung line - @adoremark

kisses with enha (f, drabble, reaction, scenarios) | ot7 - @justhoonies

missing you (f, a, drabble) | n.r - @rikiologyy

hands (f, drabble) | n.r - @imhuh

sparks fly (f, drabble) | s.j - @nyangified

this time (f, drabble, pau ) | s.j - @heeverseblog

enha giving you butterflies (f, a, scenerios) | ot7 - @tyunni

you got sweet lips (f, drabble) | n.r - wanna-live-yn-life

cardigan (f, drabble) | n.r - jennaissantes

paper rings (w, f, pau, smau) | s.j - @117luv

nct

little surprise (f) | j.j - @flowerboykun

nct dream and the voicemails they would leave you (f, drabble, reaction) | ot7 - @haofrog

stray kids

skz favorite thing about u (f, reaction) | ot8 - @tzuyusluv

what they would be like as your plus one (f, scenarios) | ot8 - @wishingyouback

them calling you clingy (f, a, reaction,🫰) | ot8 - @dreamescapeswriting

crying over you (drabble, a) | b.c - @straylightdream

they call you clingy pt1 (a, drabble, reaction, scenerios) | hyung line - @yangfleurs

they call you clingy pt1 (a, drabble, reaction, scenerios) | maknae line - yangfleurs

they call you clingy pt2 (a, f, drabble, reaction, scenerios) | hyung line -yangfleurs

they call you clingy pt2 (a, f, drabble, reaction, scenerios) | maknae line - yangfleurs

ateez

ateez as kdrama characters I think they’d play well (scenarios) | ot8 - @spilltheateeaz

p1harmony

p1h as types of hugs (f, scenarios) | keeho, theo, soul - @sereinct

txt

first time seeing their s/o after coming home from tour (f, reaction) | ot5 - @ihrtrep

idiot (f, drabble) | c.b - @p0ckykiss

8:05 (f, drabble) | k.t - @pr0dbeomgyu

when you can’t get enough of beomgyu (f, drabble) | c.b - @impuritywritings

are you sure? (f, a, drabble) | c.b - @tyunslvr

misleading (a, drabble) | c.s - @jungwnies

"always, my love" (f, a, drabble, pau) | c.s - @bbhyeoliskooks

svt

until you (f, a, drabble, w) | x.m - @heartsfromia

0:05 (a, drabble) | h.j - @gguksgalaxy

tbz

kiss it better (f, drabble) | k.s - @tsupuffs

ashamed (a, drabble) | k.s - @tbzloonar

pay attention to me! (scenarios, f, a) | hyung line - @cupidjyu

pay attention to me! pt 2 (scenarios, f, a) | 98 line - cupidjyu

pay attention to me! pt 3 (scenarios, f, a) | maknae line - cupidjyu

broken hearts ! (f, a, drabble) | k.s - @miaaahihi

moments with juyeon (w, scenerios, f, a) | l.j - @hwaflms

other groups

nothing yet

if you want more go check out pt2 ~ here

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beomiracles · 1 month

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「 STRANDED 」

DREAM RECALL what's worse than being stranded on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere? being stranded on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere with the most obnoxious prick you'd ever met, and he's good looking too?

pairings taehyun x afab!reader warnings strangers to enemies to ???, unprotected sex, light nipple play, marking, taehyun's a bitch, reader is also a bitch, no established relationships, water sex :> !! eventual porn with a lot of plot.

wc 5.7k

#serene adds ✎... idk if I like it or hate it, it feels a little bittersweet. but I do love taehyun and I always seem to write more than I originally intend to whenever I write for him...

Ow. Pain, you felt an immense pain. Your whole body hurt, cramped, burned, ached. You groan as you twist around on the spot, you were laying on something soft, almost grainy. Slowly you blink your eyes open to be met by a blinding light.

Was this heaven? Had you really died?

“Oh, thank fuck you’re awake”. A sharp voice spits from somewhere above you. You thought you recognized it. A hazy figure comes into vision. The man leans over you as he studies your pain filled expression with a frown.

He snaps his fingers in front of your eyes, “wake up”, he orders. Groaning as you blink once more you finally see the man clearly. It’s him… He had told you his name, you were certain, but your foggy mind made for a difficult recollection of it.

As you turn your head you realize that the soft grainy feel was…sand? Wincing slightly, you pull yourself up on your elbows as you try and get a better view of your surroundings. Were you on a beach? The remains of the small life boat lay discarded a few yards away, in front of you a large forest opens up.

And then there was…Kang Taehyun! That had been his name. He was crouched by your side as he hesitantly held out a hand, ready to catch you if you were to fall.

Rubbing your head gingerly you turn to look at him, “what the fuck happened?”, you question with a groggy voice. Had you possibly swallowed a bucket of sand as well? Taehyun sighs as he glances toward the massacred lifeboat.

“Well, first there was the cruise ship..” ── “I remember that much you dipshit”, you retort as you shoot him a glare. “How should I know that? For all I know that water could’ve knocked the past six months from your memory”, he shrugs, feigning innocence.

You had known Kang Taehyun 48 hours, possibly longer but you had been passed out for the rest of it. And for those 48 excruciating hours spent in his presence, you had learned that you did in fact hate him.

“From that big wave…”, you say as you motion for him to continue. He rolls his eyes, “well after that small wave managed to knock you out─”.

“Hey, hey! It wasn’t small”, you grunt as you portray your bruised arms and legs for him. Taehyun clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, “as I was saying…after that wave hit, you sorta fell out the boat”.

Your eyebrows raise, “fell out?”. The man nods as he waves his hand in a dismissing way, “I of course brought you to safe land”, he gestures toward the beach the two of you were currently sitting on.

“I don’t know if I would consider this safe”, you mutter as you glance toward the forest. “It is”, Taehyun insists as he gets up, “I walked around this whole island whilst you were passed out, nothing out of the ordinary”.

“It’s an island?”, you exclaim in disbelief. “What’d you expect? A hotel resort?”, he snorts. “Well it certainly would’ve been nice”, you groan as you plummet back down onto the sand with a heavy sigh. You found yourself recalling the past two days leading up to your current situation.

It had all started about a week ago. When you had decided to venture out on a cruise, considering it a treat for your hard work lately. Besides, the ship was supposed to dock at one of the towns of your friend’s. It would’ve been a great opportunity to go see her.

The first four days had been smooth sailing, ironically enough. On the fifth day however, the ship suddenly started taking in water, and a lot of it. Being rushed by staff to one of the many lifeboats you suddenly found yourself stranded with a stranger. An incredibly annoying stranger.

Without any way to steer the small floating raft you and Taehyun had been left to drift as the slowly sinking ship spread the many plastic boats along the ocean. At first you found the situation quite hilarious, stuck on a small lifeboat in the middle of the ocean.

Though your happiness was short lived and soon you found yourself longing for land. Taehyun had been of no aid as his complaints carried out over the waves. “You’re taking up too much space”, he comments as he shifts uncomfortably on the small boat.

You scoff, “what are you implying?”. He frowns, “that you take up space”. You raise your hand, ready to deliver a harsh slap to that perfect skin of his. Taehyun’s hand clasps around your wrist easily. “Just because we’re away from all kinds of civilisation doesn’t mean that the same laws don’t abide”, he says as he raises an eyebrow.

“Meaning?”

“Meaning, it’s illegal to use violence against others”, he states as he lets go of your wrist. “This is hardly violence, don’t tell me you can’t handle a little slap”, you sneer. Taehyun scrunches his nose in disgust as he turns away from you.

A few hours passed, at least you guessed they did, it was hard to keep track of time. Though the sun slowly setting gave away that at least half a day had passed. “I’m thirsty”, you whine as the burning sensation in your throat grows.

All this water and nothing to drink, you mourned the can of coke left on your bedside table at the ship. “And I’m hungry too”, you add as your stomach growls in agreement.

“Do you feel the need to announce every bodily function you feel at the given moment?” Taehyun mutters without looking at you. He had tried sleeping as a form of passing time, but had quickly turned seasick and leaned over the lifeboat to cough up the little fluids left in his body.

“What else should I announce? The weather?” you retort and Taehyun groans. "Preferably". Huffing, you turn away from him in silence. A few moments pass before,

“I have to pee”.

The next morning came earlier than you had anticipated. A splash of water to your face had you jolting awake as you grabbed onto the sides of the small lifeboat. Content with having managed to sleep a few hours you turn to your housemate. The dark rings under Taehyun’s eyes told you that he most likely had not been as lucky.

As the second day progressed you tried to gauge any kind of information out of the man you shared a boat with. “What’s it to you?” Taehyun frowns as he eyes you suspiciously. “Well I might be the last person who hears from you”, you say as you sit up a bit straighter. “This is your chance to get the things you never got the chance to say off your chest”.

Taehyun’s frown deepens, “why would I share my secrets with you?”. Tsk-ing you motion toward the endless ocean surrounding you, “who would I tell?”. “That little voice in your head I bet”, he comments as he leans back against the edge of the boat. You bite back a frustrated groan.

A couple of hours later you're laying flat on your back as the clouds slowly drift above your head. “If I don’t make it, promise me that-”

“Oh for fucks sake don’t start”, Taehyun interrupts as he shifts on the boat, causing the plastic to squeak beneath him.

“I’m serious!”, you frown as you gaze toward the sky. “If I don’t make it, promise you’ll tell my mom that I love her, and my cat Susie too”. “Oh and tell my mom that the key to my apartment is under the green flowerpot beside my door, and that Susie needs to be fed at least three times a day or else-”

“I’m not telling your mom all that”, Taehyun mutters somewhere beside you. “Well that’s not very nice”, you frown, “if I survived but you didn’t, wouldn’t you want me to deliver a message to your family?”.

“No”.

A few hours later the bright clouds on the sky suddenly morphed into dark and angry ones. The light swaying of the boat slowly turned harsh. “I think there’s a storm coming in..”, you gulp.

“This isn’t the time for any of your weather announcements”, Taehyun grunts without opening his eyes. “I’m serious”, you shake his shoulder nervously as the first raindrop hits. From there it only gets worse.

“This is actually it”, you whine as you cling onto Taehyun. “It isn’t, god you’re dramatic”, Taehyun groans as he tries to pry you off of him. It isn’t until lightning strikes not far from the two of you that he also turns pale.

A particularly harsh wave sends your small lifeboat crashing into the ocean. And as the water hits your head everything goes black. Then you were here. On a small deserted island in the middle of nowhere with…Taehyun.

“Catch!” Taehyun's voice suddenly calls out. You barely manage to look in his direction before something hard hits your head. “Ow! You bitch!” you exclaim as you grab onto your pounding head.

“I told you to catch”, he mutters as he plops down beside you, grasping something in his hands. You turn to look at the item that had hit your head to find, “a coconut?”.

“Well you said you were thirsty earlier”, he says and you frown, “so you throw a coconut at my head?”. Taehyun rolls his eyes as he cracks the coconut open by slamming it down on his knee, “no you idiot”.

“You drink it”, he then says as he brings the broken fruit to his lips. You watch with wide eyes as he finishes the whole thing in a matter of seconds. Quickly grasping your own coconut between your hands, you mimic his motions of bashing it against your already bruised knee only to cry out in pain.

“Fuck, this hurts”, you whine as you turn the intact coconut around in your hands. “Never said it didn’t”, Taehyun comments and you resist the urge to slam the coconut against his head next.

Instead you shove the fruit in his hands. “You open it”. Taehyun frowns, “what?”. “Don’t act like you didn’t hear me, open it”, you cross your arms above your chest and Taehyun scoffs.

“If you don’t, I might just die of dehydration!” you then exclaim and Taehyun smirks, “that doesn’t sound too bad”. “Fuck you”.

With a roll of his eyes, Taehyun brings the fruit to his knee as he cracks it open before handing it to you. As you thank him he looks away and mutters something about you being a nuisance.

Bringing the coconut to your lips you moan at the taste. “This is amazing, there has to be more right?” Taehyun shakes his head, “these were the last ones”, he shrugs and your face immediately drops.

“What..?”

Taehyun nods as he sighs, “guess we really are doomed”. You frown as you set the coconut down, “no way, there has to be something on this island”. You had watched enough movies to know that you would need to send out a signal of some sort, a call for help.

“Let’s start a fire”, you say and Taehyun seems to consider your idea. “Alright”.

As Taehyun gathers the materials necessary you had taken it upon yourself to draw the word, ‘SOS’ in the sand, with the use of a giant stick. Walking past you, arms stuffed with branches, Taehyun scoffs, “you really think that will do anything?”

“I’ll do anything that can aid us”, you say as you continue on drawing exclamation marks next to the word. “Sure you will”, he mutters as he keeps walking. “Watch it!” you yell as he almost steps over one of your perfectly drawn S’s.

Taehyun rolls his eyes as he takes an unnecessarily large step over the line. When all the nearby branches and wood had been gathered up into a small pile Taehyun crouches down in front of it.

“What do we light it with?”, you question as you peek over his shoulder. He glances toward you, “I thought you would know how to”. You frown, “no?”. Taehyun sighs, “it was your idea, how could you not know?”.

“I only come up with the ideas”, you shrug, “you execute them”. “When did we settle on such an agreement”, he snorts as he turns back toward the branches. “You don’t happen to have a lighter or anything…?” you ask as you rock back and forth on the soles of your feet.

“Why the fuck would I have a lighter?” Taehyun grunts as he picks up two thinner stones. “Just makin’ sure”, you raise your hands in peace as you lean forward to study his movements.

“What’s with the rocks?” “Quiet, for once, be quiet”, he snaps and you seal your lips into a pout. What a joyous prick.

With a flick of his wrist Taehyun clashes the stones against one another. Repeating the process a couple of times with little to no result you finally interfere. “I don’t think it’s working…”

Taehyun turns to look at you, “do you really?”. You nod as you take the stones from him, “leave it to me”, you say with confidence and Taehyun raises an eyebrow. “Have at it”, he mutters as he sits back to let you have a go.

The stones make an awful clashing sound, but no fire. You try again, and again, and again. Nothing. Biting your bottom lip you wipe the back of your hand across your forehead, determined to make it work.

“Just give them back to…me…”, Taehyun’s words fall short as a small spark ignites from between the stones. Soon a small flame takes to life and you smile triumphantly. “Well, would you look at that”, you state as you blow on the small fire to increase it.

“Pure luck”, Taehyun mutters behind you but you ignore him. Reaching your palms out to warm yourself up you sigh contently. “This isn’t so bad after all”, you say, gaining new found joy from a simple fire.

“It’s almost like a free vacation”, you state and Taehyun chuckles behind you. It was probably the first time you’d heard him laugh since the two of you met. “This is far too much work to be considered a vacation”, he then says as he moves to sit next to you.

“Ever heard the saying, ‘life is what you make it’?” you say as you poke a stick to the fire. “Possibly”, Taehyun yawns as he stretches out beside you. “Well I have, and right now I feel like making dinner”, you state as you rise to your feet.

Taehyun raises an eyebrow but makes no move to follow you. Rolling your eyes you cross your arms, “fine, I’ll get us something to eat and you’ll watch the fire”. He hums in agreement, “sounds good to me”.

You give him your best glare, “if I come back to find that fire gone, you will be too”. He smirks, “what a threat”. Raising your fist at him, “I mean it”, you spit before walking off toward the forest. Behind you, the faint chuckle emitting from Taehyun can be heard.

The forest floor was covered in snares and small stones, making you wish you hadn’t left your shoes behind at the beach. Grabbing onto the nearest branches, you make your way through the narrow vegetation.

There had to be something edible here. You had been a vegetarian for four years, but a cooked chicken did not sound so bad right now. Muttering curses under your breath, you regretted letting Taehyun stay behind. All this suffering could’ve done something good to that ego of his.

Finally your eyes land on a tree filled with, “mangoes!”. Quickening up your pace you make your way to the tree. You could almost cry as you saw the ripe fruits up close. Taking a hold of the trunk of the fruit tree, you shake it with all your might.

One, two, three, four and five mangoes drop to the ground. Thinking it was probably as much as you could carry on your own you let go of the trunk again. Scooping the fruits up, you conduct a makeshift basket with your shirt. Oh, you were eating good today.

Stumbling your way back onto the beach you find the fire still going. Taehyun leisurely pokes a stick around it, seemingly bored out of his mind. It isn’t until you drop the five mangoes in front of him that he looks up.

“Mangoes?” he questions as he picks one up. “There’s a whole tree filled with them!” you say as you sit down opposite him. “Though I could only carry this much, we can go back tomorrow”.

Taehyun nods as he inspects the fruits, “they seem ripe”, he states. You roll your eyes, “obviously, I wouldn’t have picked them otherwise, but what do we open them with…”

“Our hands”, Taehyun says as he skillfully peels the mango in a matter of seconds. You can only watch in awe. “Can you peel mine too?” you say as you shove another one in his hands.

Taehyun looks at you with a frown, “I already opened your damn coconut”, he comments. “So? I found these”, you whine as you tap the fruit in his hand impatiently. Sighing he peels the mango before handing it back to you.

“What a gentleman”, you say as you begin eating. Taehyun doesn't reply and the two of you eat in silence. When four out of the five mangoes have been consumed you both eye the fifth one.

“I should have it”, you state as you reach for it. Taehyun’s arm is quickly on your wrist, “says who?”. You frown, “I found them, so it’s only right”. “But I peeled them, all of them”, he adds as he raises a brow.

“Peeling a mango is hardly any physical labor”, you scoff. “Yet you can’t do it”, Taehyun retorts as he attempts to reach for the mango as well, you stop him. “Shouldn’t you do it the gentleman way and let the lady have the last bit of food?” you say as you tilt your head to the side.

“No”.

“What a prick”, you mutter under your breath. “A prick who can at least peel mangoes”, he says as he snatches the fruit before you have the chance to stop him. You watch in disbelief as he peels the mango and begins eating.

“I can’t believe you”, you huff, crossing your arms above your chest. “You’d better start, I’m the only one you have”, he says between mouthfuls and you turn away in disgust. “Won’t happen”.

You strain your gaze on the way the ocean moves. The waves softly crash onto the beach as the sun slowly sets above the horizon. A light poke to your shoulder has you scoffing as you turn further away from Taehyun.

“You want the other half or not?” he groans. You shake your head, “no, you have it”. Taehyun sighs beside you, “just fucking take it, quit being so proud”.

Shaking your head once more you reach out your palm to decline his offer. “My lips are not touching what yours already have”, you say and Taehyun snorts. “I don’t think we’re in a situation that gives room for such preferences”.

“I find it extremely hard to care if I’m being honest and─” your words are cut short as the soft fruit is pushed to your lips. “Shut up and eat”, Taehyun says and you hesitantly take the mango from him.

Eyeing both him and the fruit with great suspicion before you finally take a small bite. The mango tasted just as heavenly as the previous two had. If you made it out of here the first thing you would do would be to get your hands on more.

“You reckon anyone will pass this island?” you ask as you swallow. Fact is, you had no clue of your current whereabouts, and neither did anyone else. “Definitely”, Taehyun then says and you can’t help but admire his optimism.

“Word about the cruise ship has to have spread by now”, he continues as he leans back on his hands. “I’m confident that there are search parties out here, someone is bound to find us”.

You nod as you take another bite of the mango, “you’re probably right”. “We need to keep the fire going all night then”, you add and Taehyun throws another batch of branches onto it.

“Let’s take turns sleeping”, he says. As you swallow the last bit of fruit you turn to look at him, “alright…do you want to…”, you begin as you fiddle with the strings of your shorts sheepishly.

Taehyun shakes his head, “you can sleep first, I’m not that tired”. You knew that it was a lie, he had barely gotten any sleep on the small lifeboat and the dark circles under his eyes were only growing.

Though there seemed to be no changing his mind as he kept his gaze fixated on the fire. Shuffling around awkwardly, you try to get comfortable on the sand. As you rest your cheek on your arm, you try and close your eyes.

Expecting sleep to overtake you in a matter of minutes, you're disappointed when it doesn’t. Instead you're left feeling…cold. Very cold. The chilly night breeze and the fact that you were wearing shorts and a t-shirt did little to help.

Cracking an eye open, you glance toward Taehyun who seems lost in thought as he watches the flames dance. The light clearing of your throat has his gaze refocusing on you instead. “What?” he asks and you feel your cheeks heat up over the request you’re about to make.

“Um, it’s kinda cold..” you mumble without looking at him. “Should’ve worn something different then”, he retorts and your lips twist into a grimace. “Had I known I would’ve been stranded on a cold beach with a prick like you I would’ve made sure to sink with the ship itself”.

Taehyun tsk’s as his gaze returns to the fire, “spare me the details”. You scoff as you turn away from him. Hugging your arms around yourself in an attempt to keep warm, you squeeze your eyes shut.

What an absolute piece of shit he was. If you did make it out you would not only purchase a kilo of mangoes, you would hire a hitman too.

The fact that you were still cold did not subside and you found yourself slightly shaking as you curled up closer to the fire. Taehyun mumbles something under his breath and you feel him shifting on the sand next to you.

Moments later a large arm wraps around your waist as he pulls you against his chest. Your eyes shoot open and your body goes stiff against his. “Better?” he asks and you can’t help but grin.

“Who knew you were such a cuddly─” “You’re pushing it, scout”.

“Scout?” you frown as you turn to look at him but Taehyun steers your face back toward the fire. “You remind me of one”, he simply states. You didn’t know if it was a compliment or an insult, probably the latter.

“Why?”

Taehyun groans, “exactly”, he shifts behind you, “always asking so many damn questions”. You pout as the frown on your forehead increases. “What’s wrong with asking questions?”.

“You familiar with the saying, ‘curiosity killed the cat’?” he asks and you roll your eyes. “You make odd parallels”, you scoff and Taehyun chuckles behind you.

Snuggling closer against his warm chest you close your eyes, “you’ll keep an eye on the fire right?”, you yawn. “Yes, now shut your mouth and sleep, your voice has me experiencing migraines.

“What a smooth talker”, you mumble as sleep slowly overtakes you. If Taehyun gave you a snarky reply you never caught it, already too far lost in a drowsy state.

The next morning you wake to a dry mouth. As you blink your eyes open you realize that the sun had yet to rise. Instead a dark pink blanket of clouds covered the small island and your eyes widened at the sight. It was beautiful.

Soon you discover that the dry feeling in your mouth had been at least a handful worth of sand. Immediately you cough and spit as you try and get as much of the grains out. Your hand feverishly brushes at your tongue in a desperate attempt to clean it, much to no avail.

Finally giving up, you glance around the small area that you and Taehyun had set up. The fire was still sparking, making a comforting crackling noise, but Taehyun himself was nowhere to be seen. Had he even slept at all? You couldn’t recall him waking you to exchange posts with him.

Your eyes land on a small patch of something a few yards away. Frowning you rise to your feet as you walk over. It isn’t until you’ve almost reached the spot of the mysterious material that you realize that you’re staring at Taehyun’s clothes.

Wide eyes scan the area once more for him. Where the hell had he gone, and why had he left his clothes here? A noise to your left has you snapping your eyes in the direction of the ocean as Taehyun surfaces from the dark water.

Running a hand through his wet hair he looks at you as he tilts his head to the side. In the dim light of the early morning you can make out the outline of his lean and muscular torso.

As your face flushes to a crimson red you quickly turn your head away. “What the hell are you doing?” you shout, loud enough for him and any other living thing in a three mile radius to hear.

“Going for a swim”, he calmly states back to you as he moves closer to the shore. The water that stopped just above his navel slowly decreased. “Stop! Stop right there!” you yell and he freezes in his tracks as a smirk plays on his lips.

“Don’t be such a prude”, he comments and you shoot him a glare. “I am not a prude”, you fold your arms across your chest and Taehyun raises an eyebrow, “no?”. Shaking your head, you refuse to look him in the eyes. Matter of fact you refuse to look his way at all, afraid that your eyes might betray you and travel lower.

“Prove it then”, he says, catching you off guard. “What..?” Taehyun’s smirk grows, “you heard me, prove it”. Huffing out a breath of air, your hands fall to your sides, unbelievable.

“Fine”, you grab onto the hem off your shirt as you pull it over your head in one swift movement. Taehyun watches with an amused expression as you kick off your shorts, leaving you in only your underwear.

Groaning internally you move to unclasp your bra, “don’t you dare look”, you say as you point an accusing finger toward Taehyun who raises his hands in innocence as he turns away.

After having discarded both bra and panties you quietly tiptoe over to the water. “Is it cold?” you ask and Taehyun snorts, “of course it is”. You frown, did he enjoy torturing himself by not sleeping and swimming in ice cold water. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he did.

Dipping a toe in the dark water you immediately hiss, “it’s freezing!”. “So? You getting in or not?” Taehyun’s impatient voice carries over the light waves. “Yes, yes, give me a minute”, you mutter as you begin wading through the cold water.

Mumbling curses under your breath you make your way over to Taehyun. As the water reaches your upper stomach you breathe out a sigh of relief, arms covering your chest you gently tap his shoulder.

Taehyun turns around and you’re immediately taken back by how…good he looks, almost too good. Water droplets gently drip from his hair and onto his chest, sliding down his toned stomach.

A shame the water was so dark in the early morning light. “You see something you like?” Taehyun’s voice snaps your gaze back up to his. “Hardly”, you scoff as you hug your arms tighter across your chest.

“And you?” you question as you raise an eyebrow toward him. “Certainly not”, Taehyun snorts as he averts his gaze.

“Good”, you say as you shift awkwardly on the spot, “no funny business alright?”. Taehyun smirks, “wouldn’t dream of it”.

As your eyes fell on his once more, you couldn’t help but wonder, had he always had such pretty eyes? His lips were pretty too, in fact all of him was. Why had it not occurred to you earlier. Perhaps you had been too busy counting his flaws to even notice how utterly gorgeous he was.

In the midst of admiring him you fail to notice how Taehyun’s own eyes move from yours to your lips, down your neck and collarbone, to where your arms neatly fold across your chest.

“It’s uh…kinda cold”, you awkwardly mumble and Taehyun hums as his arm wraps around your naked waist to pull you closer. “Better?” he asks as you’re pressed against his chest and you nod.

“No funny business though..?” you whisper and Taehyun leans his forehead against yours. Warm breath caressing your cold face, “no funny business”, he agrees before closing the small distance and claiming your lips with his own.

The kiss is tentative, as if he’s trying to figure out how to proceed. When you eagerly return it all sense of hesitance is lost as his large hand cups your face. Your longing ones find his hair as they intertwine with the wet strands.

Pulling your bottom lip between his teeth before he pushes his tongue inside your hot mouth. One hand on his neck you steady yourself as you push your bodies impossibly closer. The cold water long forgotten about.

It isn't until Taehyun’s lips leave yours to travel down your jaw and neck that you’re given the chance to comprehend what’s happening. “Taehyun…” you whisper and he groans against your skin, “yes?” he drawls without looking up from the crevice of your neck.

“We might get sick, from…from the cold water and, oh-” one of Taehyun’s hands finds your nipple as he pinches and twists it between his fingers. It’s not long before he quickly replaces his hand with his warm mouth and you let out a soft moan.

“It, it might also be d-dangerous to…mhhh, you know..” Taehyun looks up from your chest, lips ghosting over your perked nipple as he speaks, “scout, please be quiet”. Without warning he goes back to sucking and nibbling on your chest, no doubt leaving marks.

Trembling hands push his head further into your chest as a broken moan leaves your lips. As Taehyun’s lips slowly work their way back up your neck his hands travel down the cold water to caress your thighs.

“More?” he breathes out as he leans back to look at you fully. Nodding in confirmation you crash your lips back onto his, “more”, you whisper as your hands rake across his torso. Taehyun smirks against your lips, “no funny business though?”. You groan as your tongue finds his, “no funny business”.

His hands find the back of your thighs as he easily hikes you up around his waist. Arms around his neck you break the kiss to lock eyes with him one last time as you seek confirmation.

In the pink shades of the sunrise Taehyun looked almost ethereal as he stares back at you. And that is how you know that it is right. He gives you a final look of reassurance before he reattaches your lips once more.

Nails digging into his back, you slowly sink down on his cock, a groan leaving the both of you. As Taehyun slowly moves in and out of you, his lips wander across your chest once more, going over the already blooming spots of reds and purples.

“Look so pretty when that mouth of yours isn’t spewing nonsense”, he breathes against your abused skin. You give him a meek moan in reply as your head falls forward and onto his shoulder.

Your bodies moved softly together in tune with the rhythmical waves of the ocean. If you were to die on this island, you at least deserved a good time before it happened. And Taehyun was too, undeniably handsome when he wasn’t throwing snarky remarks at you.

Perhaps you could grow to like him. When he looks up from your chest, eyes filled with so much lust and desire, you’re certain that you can. He gives you a small smirk as his hand cups your face once more, thumb dragging across your cheek and wet lips.

And when you cum around his cock you realize that you don’t want it to be the last time that you do. Neither do you want it to be the last time that he fills you up so heavenly. You want to hear his fucked out groans and be met by his lustfull gaze again and again.

And by the way he leans his forehead against yours, still deep inside of you as he catches his breath, you can tell that he wants it too.

A small smile plays on your puffy lips and Taehyun reciprocates it.

In the far distance you make out a small light, as it grows you realize that it’s moving. It’s moving towards the two of you. “A boat..” you murmur as you turn Taehyun’s head in the direction of the light.

He breathes out a sigh of disbelief, “your fire worked, scout”, he says and you grin. “Thanks to someone who kept it alive all night” you add and he smirks.

One of his hands moves a wet strand of hair out of your face and your cheeks suddenly feel warm. “Let’s do it again sometime”, he mumbles as his lips ghost over yours.

“The whole being stranded thing or just the sex?” you ask and he grins.

“Just the sex, for now”.

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do the moot game with the generator!!!!

YAYAYAYAYY THANK YOUU I definitely did NOT beg for this 😁 doing this on the plane right before they force me to turn airplane mode on

May: @tyunni

10/10. THIS IS SOOO CANON DONT EVEN LIE 😭 fyi may is always tired and always on their bed so I see this happening 100% but maybe like 10 years into their relationship bc I do Not see 17 year old riki giving people back massages

Liz: @junityy

10000/10. DONT BE SILLYYYYY liz always complaining abt the weather and never preparing properly for it so she catches a cold and then jay scolds her but also secretly loves taking care of her by cooking soups and warm dishes and wrapping her in blankets and then one day he says FUCK IT and kisses her and gets sick too 💔

Nadia: @yjwfav / @mrkfav

12/10. Yes. HAVE U SEEN MARK LEES LAP 😭😭😭😭 who would date him and NOT use it as a pillow or a seat are u joking and Nadia is like mark lee obsessed why would she not ?? Also I can see mark liking this so yes this is canon

Sage: @jaeyunverse

5/10. I can see jeno trying to do this and sage noticing his forehead coming closer and going straight into defence mode. LIKE HANDS WILL BE THROWN BC WHY TF IS HE GETTING THIS CLOSE WHEN I FEEL SICK??? That’s the thoughts running through her head I can feel it

Tifff: @geombyu

-1000/10 don’t lie 😭😭😭 tifff would dream of doing this, wake up, run to the toilet and giggle into her hands, sneak back into bed and contemplate doing it over and over again but never does. AND SUNGHOON WOULD NEVER HE WOULD BE LIKE WTF IS SHE DOING IM TRYING TO SLEEP 😭 but then when he realises she wants to kiss him he just stiffens and blushes like he’s just a dead body w bright red cheeks 😭 two awkward and shy cute people

Cici: @iyeonjuni

7/10. Idk I see this happening 😭 like u wanted to do smth cute and couply together but then it just ends up in a DISASTER but it’s yeonjun and u know him he would literally say smth crazy like “look, even this lasagna has the hots for you 😏” DO U SEE THE VISION

Eju: @equalheart

2/10. I dont see this happening jungwon is too responsible and too much of a good kisser for this to even have a chance of happening. But if it did and you two had matching bruises he would 100% giggle and make you take selfies. Jungwon gives me the vibes that he likes to poke his own bruise idk

Dori: @odxrilove

500000/10 AHAHAAHAHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY BOTH OF THEM HAVE FILTHY MOUTHS THIS WOULD SOOOO HAPPEN and I can just see this happening and then hoshi going 😮 when he realises he swore too and then the two of them just bursting into laughter 😭😭😭

Mita: @eternallyhyucks

1929393929/10 yes. Yes. YES!!!! Haechan sending sexy selfies of him spread out and looking delicious and then mita sending THE MOST UNSERIOUS SELFIE BACK INCAN VISION IT ALL NOW 😭😭😭 just her going 🫢 or 😮‍💨 in her selfies and in some she’s straight up 🤨 and then haechan would reply like “I love it when u judge me do it again” PLS LMAO

THIS IS ALL I COULD DO KYLA VAL MIKA LOLA ILL DO YOURS ON TWT LATER !!!!

#literally had to rush this #THANK U SM FOR SENDING AN ASK #ok bye bye plane is taking off #💬!sieuno

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CHERRY I DONT KNOW WHERE THESE PICTURES ARE FROM BUT IM SCREAMING

tyunnie with freckles 🥺

https://www.instagram.com/p/CuX_X6GsHIi/?igshid=OGIzYTJhMTRmYQ==

~🪴

OMG 🪴 ANONIE THOSE ARE SOME OF MY FAVORITE PICS!!! he looks so cute with freckles 🥺🥺

so after a little research cause i was hesitating with season greetings, it’s from their still dreaming album!! idk if you know of their japanese single force?? it’s great 🥹🩷 that’s where it’s from~ the concept is so so pretty!!! 😭😭😭🩷

#🪴 anon <333

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ATTENTION… please?

pairing: spiderman!riki x fem!reader

summary: imagine being a literal superhero who fights criminals and still not having the guts to confess to your crush. riki can relate.

warnings: cursing, kissing, and riki being an absolute mess.

word count: 3,095

note: this was originally going to be a very long one-shot, but i couldn’t stand to make this any longer than it already is so uhhhh expect part 2 soon i guess?? also i wrote this with may @tyunni in mind. love u babe 😘💕

“I just don’t get why you can’t even talk to her, Riki. I mean I talk to her everyday, and she’s really cool. Can’t you at least try to start a conversation with her?”

Sunoo had officially lost his mind.

Sure, you weren't completely unapproachable, and you had never just straight up ignored anyone, but Riki’s problem went a little beyond that. Very beyond that. So far beyond that he could barely see it.

It’s not like he hasn’t tried to talk to you before. It’s just that he always manages to make himself look like an idiot when he does.

Had Sunoo already forgotten the bee incident from several months ago? Riki couldn’t even think about you without blushing for days after that.

“No dude, cause bees are like-” Riki had stopped mid-sentence as soon as he saw you walking up to him and Sunoo. You were smiling.

You had such a pretty smile.

“Hey, Sunoo. Hey, Riki.” You’d said. Sunoo greeted you with a simple ‘Hi, Y/N!’ like any normal person would, but the only thing Riki managed to say was–

“Bee.”

You frowned and looked around. “What? Where?

If Riki hadn’t been so tongue tied he would’ve tried explaining to you that he really didn’t mean to say that. He just was so dazed from seeing your smile this close that his throat was suddenly dry and he managed to forget every word he ever learned. And not to mention the fact that you actually said something to him. You even knew his name.

But alas, all he could do was stand there as the silence lasted longer and longer, and the air turned more awkward by the second.

“Don’t worry, it’s gone now. Probably saw a flower somewhere. Or something.” Sunoo finally said, in a desperate attempt to save Riki, who only managed a pathetic nod as his face grew more and more red. He definitely resembled a tomato at this point.

You didn’t look very convinced but nodded nonetheless. “Right…”

Riki had never wished for the ability to turn invisible more than now.

“Anyway, uh, Riki, you dropped your pencil case down the hall.” You handed it to him and he took it with what he hoped was a grateful smile, but from Sunoo’s pained expression, most definitely looked like a grimace instead. “I guess I’ll see you around...” You waved at them and walked away, and from the corner of his eye, Riki could see Sunoo turning to him slowly with a disbelieving stare.

“Riki… what was that?” Sunoo asked, looking as if he was feeling real, physical pain. “I’ve never felt so embarrassed before. And I didn’t even do anything!”

“Excuse me, I need to go cry in the bathroom for a while.” Riki said, slamming his locker door and wishing more than anything else that it was socially acceptable to bury oneself alive.

“Just give it up already dude. I always embarrass myself when I get close to her, so I’ll just look at her being beautiful and perfect until we graduate, and then I’ll never see her again.” Riki said resolutely as they walked to their next class. “I forget how to be a normal person when I’m around her so why even try?”

“Come on Riki!” Sunoo groaned, dramatic as ever. “Just try to talk to her? Please? She’s so nice, and funny, and cute, and everything you've dreamed about.” He sighed and shook his head. “You're starting to make me sad, you know. You’ve liked her for a year now, you can’t just give up like that.”

In theory, what Sunoo was suggesting was rather simple, but in reality it just wasn’t.

The truth was, Riki lost control of himself whenever he got near you. He would get butterflies, his palms would start sweating, and it got hard to breathe. He wished he knew how to act like a regular person around you, but no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible.

It seemed his crush on you was meant to stay just that.

A crush.

You had no idea why Nishimura Riki hated you. You’d been nothing but nice to him and yet whenever you tried to talk to him he looked like he’d just eaten something sour, and that he couldn’t wait for you to leave him alone.

Which really sucked considering you had the biggest crush on him since the world was created. Well, actually it had only been since you guys started high school, which was almost two years ago, but it may as well have been forever.

You and Sunoo had been seatmates in History since the beginning of the year, and though the two of you had only said the occasional ‘hi’ in passing before that, you’d like to think that you were somewhat close friends now.

He always greeted you, and you texted each other quite often. He was funny, and dramatic, and overall just a really great friend. You were happy you two got close.

If only his (extremely cute) best friend would stop acting like he was about to throw up any time you came near him, things would've been perfect.

You didn’t want to stop being friends with Sunoo, and you didn’t want to feel uncomfortable when you talked to him just because he was with Riki all the time. There were days you wanted to sit with him at lunch and talk, seeing as that was the only time you could really do so at school, but Riki’s unwelcoming attitude stopped you every time.

It was time for this nonsense to stop.

If he didn't like you, fine. Whatever. Sure you weren’t happy about it, but crushes, even ones you’ve had for two years, would go away.

You just wished he would stop being so obviously mean about it. You knew he’d been friends with Sunoo since forever, but Sunoo was your friend too. Losing him just because one of his other friends was jealous and didn’t like you was stupid and unnecessary.

Which was why you decided to ask Sunoo if there was some way you make things better between you and Riki so could at least be around him and Sunoo without him waiting very impatiently for you to leave, or being outright ignored

“So, Sunoo…” You said, keeping your eyes on the book you had opened and trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. “Is it alright if I ask you a question?” You asked, suddenly feeling nervous.

“Yeah, go ahead.” He answered, glancing at you.

“Why does…Riki hate me so much?” Sunoo froze as soon as the words left your lips, and you couldn’t help but regret asking him at all. You should've just kept your mouth shut.

“I’m sorry, what?” He asked, his eyes wide.

You started messing with the corner of the pages on your book so you wouldn’t have to look Sunoo in the eyes. “I mean, he hasn’t really tried to keep it a secret or anything. With him always looking so uncomfortable around me and stuff, you know. And I don’t know if it’s something I did or said, I just-” You sighed. “I just don’t want the fact that he doesn’t like me to come in between us and make you stop being friends with me.”

Sunoo closed his eyes and sighed deeply before turning to you with a bright smile. “Don’t worry, I promise it’s nothing you did. In fact, I’ll talk to him about it later, okay?”

“Oh no- Sunoo- I- You don’t have to do that, really.” You shook your head. Somehow you felt like Sunoo talking to Riki about you would lead to him finding out about your crush. Which was definitely the last thing you wanted.

“Really, it’s no problem Y/N. And I won’t tell him you asked, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Of course that’s what you were worried about. “Yeah, I’d appreciate that.”

The bell rang, and the two of you started to pack up your things. Before Sunoo left he made sure to give you a bright smile. “I’ll give you a report later, okay?”

You nodded gratefully, and started to mentally prepare yourself to find out the reason the boy you liked so much hated your guts.

What a fun day.

“You dumbass! You absolutely moronic, idiotic, selfish dickhead!”

Sunoo was charging towards him, completely ignoring all the weird looks he was getting from the other students in the hall, and Riki suddenly feared for his life.

“I’m going to kill you.” He said once he was close enough that he no longer needed to shout.

“Why? What did I do?” Riki couldn’t think of anything he’d done to upset Sunoo recently, at least not to warrant this kind of reaction.

“Oh nothing. You didn’t do a single thing. And that is the whole problem, stupid.” Sunoo slammed his locker shut, and Riki jumped in surprise and slight fear at the look on his friend’s face. “Because apparently Y/N thinks you hate her-“

“She what?!” Riki would later deny how squeaky his voice was, or that even shrieked at all, but at that moment he was too shocked to feel embarrassed about it. How could the love of his life think he hated her?

“–and she doesn’t talk to me or sit with us for lunch because she doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable. I’ve had to deal with your teenage angsty ass by myself for months now all because you can’t grow a pair and confess to the girl you like, which made her think you dislike her.” Sunoo shook his head and placed his hands on his hips, making himself resemble something of a disappointed mother. “Shame on you.”

“Oh no, oh no, oh no…” Riki muttered under his breath while running his hands through his hair, messing it up quite thoroughly. “How could she think I hate her? She makes me go crazy just by being near me! She’s practically the love of my life!”

“You’re hopeless, you know that? Absolutely hopeless.”

Riki stopped his mental breakdown long enough to glare at Sunoo. “Wow. Thanks. I feel better already.”

“Shut up, brat.” Sunoo rolled his eyes. “If you weren’t so hopeless I wouldn’t be offering my help, now would I?”

Riki nodded. “Right. Right. Okay, this could be good. What if– what if maybe you tell her to eat lunch with us sometime? And like, I’m just shy? And that I don’t dislike her at all?”

“You’re not that shy, Riki. Y/N would never believe that.” Sunoo huffed. “Plus that’ll just make her think she was being the weird one when she absolutely was not. Or worse, it’ll make her feel like she was forcing you to try and be friends with her. That’s an overall shitty plan, I’m not telling her that.”

“Okay Einstein, let’s hear your genius plan then.”

“Confess. Tell her the truth, and let her know how you really feel about her.”

Riki blinked. “That’s an awful idea. This whole thing started because I can’t talk to her. You think I could somehow magically come up with some romantic confession and sweep her off her feet?”

Sunoo crossed his arms. “Well not with that attitude you can’t.”

“I can’t do it with any attitude, Sunoo!” Riki threw his hands up, exasperated. “Did you somehow forget about every other time I tried saying something to her? The only thing that can come out of my mouth are keyboard smashes.”

“Okay, okay, fine. You’ve got a point. How about I tell her to meet with us after school tomorrow to hang out, and you just let me do the talking until you’re comfortable enough in her ‘glowing presence’ to say something that doesn’t make you sound like a complete and utter fool. Sound good?”

Riki contemplated it for a minute, and when he failed to come up with anything better, he nodded. “Fine. We’ll do that.”

“Hey, Y/N. Y/N, hey. Yo Y/N what’s cookin’ homeskillet?” Riki felt like an idiot for literally practicing how to say hi, but it was you. The girl of his dreams that made him forget how to speak. He knew he would need all the practice he could get. With one last glance in the mirror, he sighed and grabbed his backpack.

It was going to be a rough day.

He didn’t feel confident about talking to you and he hated it. He was Spiderman, a literal superhero who’d had multiple near-death experiences, and yet he still couldn’t even talk to the girl he liked.

How pathetic could someone get?

The day seemed to go by extra fast, and before he knew it, school was over and it was time to face his biggest fear.

As he walked to the park Sunoo had said you’d meet at, Riki could feel his stomach twisting and his palms getting sweaty. Great. He hadn’t even seen you and he was already turning into a mess.

Which only got worse when he caught sight of you sitting underneath one of the trees, drawing something in a notebook.

“H-Hey Y/N.”

Riki didn’t think his voice had ever been weaker, but by some miracle you heard him and looked up with a smile, and suddenly Riki’s heart was beating ten times faster than it was before. You waved at him, and Riki was sure that he looked like a lovesick idiot (which according to Sunoo, he was).

Just as you were about to open your mouth in reply, Riki’s phone went off, alerting him that he had gotten a text.

He smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, let me just…” He motioned awkwardly to his phone, missing the way your face had fallen.

[sunoo 🙄]:

sry, can’t make it to the park 2day

use this chance to clear things up with y/n

or else

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck.

How on earth did Sunoo expect him to be able to talk to you by himself?

“Is everything okay?”

Riki’s head snapped up to see you standing in front of him, a concerned look on your face.

Fuck. Shit. Okay. He could totally do this.

“Uhm, yeah. Just- That was Sunoo. Something came up so, uh he won’t be coming.”

You sighed, realizing what was going on, and rubbed your temples. “Of course he’s not.”

Clearly Sunoo had set all this up so the two of you could work things out on your own, but seeing as Riki hadn’t magically started liking you overnight, you didn’t see this ending well.

You gathered up as much courage as you could. “Look, Riki. I’m just gonna save us both a bunch of pain and unneeded awkwardness. I know you don’t like me, and that’s alright. I don’t want to force you or guilt trip you into spending time with me just so I can hang out with Sunoo. I’ll just…try to work out some other time with him so you don’t have to be around me.”

You started to pack your things into your backpack and Riki panicked.

“No- Wait Y/N- I don’t–” He rubbed his eyes and mumbled something under his breath.. “Listen, I don’t not like you.”

“What?” You were now extremely confused.

Riki just stared at you without saying anything for several minutes, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You picked up your backpack and started to walk away. “This is ridiculous. Bye Riki.”

“I have a huge, embarrassing crush on you, okay?!”

You froze, turning around to see Riki looking at you with wide, worried eyes.

“Excuse me?” You walked back to him slowly.

“I-I like you. I’ve liked you for like a year now and the reason I act so weird and stupid around you is because you make so nervous I can’t even talk. I mean you’re so gorgeous and sweet and smart and I’m just an idiot who can barely function and I just really-“

“Woah, woah, Riki, slow down.” You said, still in shock and trying to process everything he just said. “You… you like me? Like as in…”

“As in thinking about you all the time and wanting to kiss you and hold your hand and tell people I’m your boyfriend.”

“Wow. Okay, that’s- that’s a lot to take in.”

”I know. And I’m so sorry. I’m not expecting anything from you, and I know you don’t like me back but you deserve to know the truth and I-“

“Shut up.” You glared. “Who said I didn’t like you back? I’ve had a crush on you for two fucking years, dumbass!”

Riki’s mouth dropped. “You- You- Really?”

“Yes! If you had actually talked to me for more than five seconds before running away you would’ve seen how much I’m crazy about you.”

“Oh.”

You shook your head. “I can’t believe we’ve liked each other for this long and we’re just now telling each other.”

“I would’ve but I was so-“ Riki never managed to finish his sentence, because you suddenly grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him closer until your lips were pressed together. His gasp was muffled by your mouth, and it only took a second for his arms to wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer.

Your first kiss was better than anything you could’ve imagined.

Eventually you pulled away for air, and you couldn’t help but smile at his cute little pout, immediately giving him a peck to turn it into a smile.

Riki sighed and rested his head on your shoulder. “I can’t believe we could’ve been doing that for over a year now if I just hadn’t been so much of a coward.”

You nodded and started to run your hand through his hair, the other going down to rub his back. “Good things take time, I guess.”

“Still though,” he nuzzled his head into your neck and tightened his arms around you. “I’m sorry for being such an idiot.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s okay, baby. At least we managed to work everything out.”

Riki lifted his head and leaned in to give you another kiss, but before he could, your phone went off.

You sighed and reluctantly stepped away from him, taking out your phone and looking at the message you just received.

[sunoodle]:

so how are things going with riki….?

You rolled your eyes, deciding to ignore him for now. You had much more important things to do.

“Hey Riki,” You grabbed his hand and laced your fingers together. The way his face instantly lit up made you grin. “You wanna go on a date?”

#enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #nishimura riki imagines #nishimura riki x reader #nishimura riki scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #nishimura riki fluff

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