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drunk-on-dk · 2 years

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His Hoodie | Choi Seungcheol (m)

✦pairing: college!Seungcheol x fem!reader

✦genre: smut (minors DNI), some fluff and angst maybe?

✦wc: 4.8k

✦summary: Seungcheol's fashion was something you took note of daily, so why did his glasses drive you absolutely mad?

NSFW warnings under the cut, minors do not read, 18+ only

✦warnings: frat boy Seungcheol; nervous reader; no specific pronouns used, but reader has female anatomy; pet names (baby); seungcheol is a bit degrading; dom!Seungcheol; switch!reader; unprotected sex (big no no, pls be safe with your partners); fingering; oral (female receiving); creampie; choking a bit; oh god please tell me if I missed anything.

✦a/n: this was birthed from the absolute brain rot of Seungcheol's vlive with Jeonghan... im so sorry for this, i will rot in hell for going crazy over a man in glasses ik it... please enjoy (this is not necessarily proofread, i shall get to that tomorrow)

The day Seungcheol walked into the lecture with those wire-framed glasses on, you had to do a double-take of the boy. His usual street style was substituted for a softer look today. A simple graphic tee, worn jeans, and glasses you’ve never seen him wear before framed his features so nicely. You’d never admit it to him, but you closely took note of Seungcheol’s outfits every time you saw him, and seeing him dressed so soft and casual like this was almost a breath of fresh air. This look was a new one that you’d archive with the rest of his outfits that sat in the back of your mind.

Seungcheol and you were friends, close enough at least to comfortably fall into conversation about things further than surface level conversation starters each class. A little bit of flirty banter here and there as well, as he was fun to get worked up.

You hung around Seungcheol’s frat quite often, being closer friends with some of his fellow brothers than you were with him. Of course, since he ran in the same circle, you were inevitably introduced to him, and the frequency that you came by and hung out with them almost warranted you a spot in the frat yourself. So much so that Vernon had to set a curfew on how late you could stay after parties, informing you that you were picking up on their mannerisms too much and that you should really save yourself while you can. That didn’t last long of course, typically spending the night on Vernon’s futon, Wonwoo’s couch, or in Mingyu’s bed (he’d only carried you there for comfort and he’d sleep on the floor, of course).

Otherwise, you’ve expressed interest in Seungcheol’s clothing before, typically finding yourself wandering into his room late at night when the temperatures would drop after day drinking to snatch an overpriced sweatshirt from his collection. At first, he’d whine and pout, cherry red lips mumbling out that you shouldn’t steal his clothes without his permission. Now, he doesn’t even falter when he sees you wearing his stuff, only occasionally mumbling that you better not spill your drink on yourself or his sweatshirt, steadying you whenever he’d see you stumble.

Seungcheol always looked cool, darker colors and baggy clothes making up half his wardrobe, and you admired that about him. Even when his hair would be a mess from rolling out of bed, an expensive beanie would smooth down his ratty mane. But this, this look was new to you, not that his designer t-shirt strayed from his usual styles, nor did his trendy baggy jeans, but the glasses that sat so nicely on his nose made your cheeks warm after staring for too long. Admittedly, you always thought Seungcheol was cute, but these made him impossibly cuter. Honestly, your fascination with Seungcheol’s style was more so a front for your true feelings for him.

Seungcheol sat down next to you with a huff, pulling his books out of his bag and only peering up at you upon noticing you were watching him closely. Accusatorily, he asks with a jerk of his chin, “what are you looking at? What’s up with you today?”

Snapping back into reality and diverting your attention away from him, you began shuffling with your notebook. Upon flipping to the most recent page of notes, you avoid his question and ask, “since when have you started wearing glasses?”

“These?” Seungcheol asks, readjusting the frames and you peak over to see him struggling to find a comfortable spot for them. “Soonyoung knocked my monthly contacts into the toilet the other night, and my next prescription is delayed.”

“Ah,” you hum, nodding slowly as you look over at him once more, eyes meeting his fleetingly and quickly turning your attention away.

Unbeknownst to you, this made Seungcheol feel extremely insecure, tugging on your arm slightly and calling out, “hey, what’s with that reaction? Do I look stupid in these? Please tell me if I do, Y/N. See, this is why I don’t wear-”

You’re quick to cut him off upon realizing you sent him into a spiral, wide eyes staring into his again as you hurriedly explain yourself, “no, they look good on you, seriously. I’ve just never seen you wear those before.”

He’s back to being smug again, arms crossing over his chest and leaning back into his chair, dimples shadowing his cheeks upon a small smile appearing on his lips. “So, you’re telling me you like them on me?”

This time you pull on his arm and roll your eyes, “shut up, Seungcheol, I won’t hesitate to rip those glasses right off your face and toss them right in the trash.” You refocus your attention on your professor who just entered the room, ignoring the slight chuckle from Seungcheol, and trying to hide the blush that hasn’t left your cheeks since you first saw him.

Oddly enough, you felt irrationally tense the whole class, your nerves never settling even when Seungcheol pointed out your leg was bouncing at an alarming pace. You felt your ears heat up when his knee bumped yours, a quiet whisper asking if you were okay and soft eyes peeking over your shoulder.

No, you were not okay, you thought to yourself, knowing something was terribly wrong with your brain and hormones when your heart raced from the way Seungcheol peered over his glasses at you.

Part of you was panicking at the suppressed feelings bubbling up inside of you, hating how this side of Seungcheol struck a chord inside of you, his mini act of insecurity earlier making you wish you could just lean over and let him know that he’d look good in anything he’d wear.

By the time class was dismissed, Seungcheol had to wave a hand in front of your vision, chuckling as he informed you that class was over. “Earth to, Y/N? Wanna walk back to the house with me? I’m assuming you’re getting dinner with Vernon before the party tonight?”

You’re stuttering out a lie before you can even think straight, shaking your head profusely, “actually, Vernon and I aren’t getting dinner tonight, so you can just head back without me.”

You see Seungcheol slightly pout, a slightly confused and concerned expression gracing his features. “But you always get dinner with Vernon on Fridays.”

“Yeah, well,” God damn it he’s so cute, you can’t even think straight when he has that pout on his face. You’re ready to tear the glasses off his face as well. “I had to rain check today, promised I’d meet a friend at the cafeteria instead.”

“What friend? I could walk with you to the cafeteria and then head back.”

You’re frustrated by how inquisitive Seungcheol is, annoyed that you were even lying to him in the first place, but he was just making you so damn nervous that you wouldn’t dare to walk the distance to the frat house with him. You’re quick to start packing your stuff up, slinging your backpack over your shoulder and holding a hand out to stop him from following you, “don’t be so nosy, I’ll see you later tonight at the party.”

You briskly stalk out of the classroom, being sure to head in the direction of the cafeteria before coming to a halting stop in a safe corner. Hastily, you text Vernon to cancel your dinner plans for the night, letting him know you’ll explain the last-minute cancellation later. It amazed you that Seungcheol knew your schedule so well. Usually, he had plans of his own after class, typically never walking back with you to the frat house, and you never mentioned your dinner tradition with Vernon to him before.

That night at the party you avoided Seungcheol at all costs. Vernon knew something weird was up with you when he found you gnawing on your straw in the corner of the room. His eyes followed your gaze that was narrowed in on Seungcheol chatting with a girl on the opposite side of the room, his fingers timidly readjusting his glasses as he laughed at something the girl said. He could see the way you held your red solo cup a little firmer, the plastic crinkling in your grasp. Vernon was smart enough to understand what was going on with you, but he refrained from saying anything. He always had an inkling that you liked Seungcheol, and he wanted you to organically come to that conclusion yourself. It wasn’t like Vernon to interject anyways.

However, Vernon could also see what you couldn’t. He’d notice the way Seungcheol’s eyes would roam the room in search of you, noting the disappointment when you’d disappear from his sight. All Vernon could do is sip on his drink and shake his head at the way you both seemed oblivious.

This went on for a week or so more, even going to the extent to avoid him in his own house. You were honestly freaked out by the sudden onslaught of feelings you had for him. You hated the way your heart pounded each time you saw him. The glasses no longer being the root cause for your racing heart, but the way his chuckle sounded from down the hall, his gummy smile when he’d spot you across the room, and even the way he’d scold you in class for ignoring him made your stomach flutter.

Seungcheol finally cornered you one night, grabbing ahold of your wrist as you tried to quietly pad down the halls of the frat house. You were crashing on Vernon’s futon again, only venturing out in hopes to hunt down a bottle of fresh water or a miraculously filled Brita somewhere in the kitchen. You almost screamed in terror until you realized it was just Seungcheol, his hand still covering your mouth as an extra measure when he yanked you into his room.

Seungcheol sat you on his bed much to your dismay, closing his bedroom door behind him as he stared down at you, arms crossed and eyes squinting through his wireframed glasses. He continued to survey you, tongue poking at his cheek as he leaned over to catch your attention when you focused your sight down at your fingers that nervously picked at a hangnail.

“Seriously, Y/N, what has been up with you,” he finally whines, clearly exasperated by your recent behavior, “you won’t even give me the time of day lately. You haven’t stolen one of my damn sweatshirts in a month. Did I do something wrong?”

Your mouth opens slightly, hands falling to your sides as you were unsure of how to explain yourself. You knew it was unfair how you were treating your friend, but you’d only recently come to terms with your feelings for him. How could you admit to him that those stupid glasses of his made something in you click? How could you tell him it was wrong to steal his sweatshirt when you found comfort in his scent and the fact that it was his?

You must have been taking too long, Seungcheol noticing the slight way you shivered, finally taking in your appearance. You were in one of Vernon’s shirts, the oversized tee almost swallowing you whole, your tiny little night shorts peeking out slightly from under the hem of the shirt. With a huff, Seungcheol pulled the sweatshirt off his own body and tossed it into your lap. This was not only because you looked cold, but also for his own sanity. Before you could protest, Seungcheol was quick to cut you off, “just take the damn sweatshirt. You look freezing, and I can’t have you walking around in those tiny little shorts.”

This is what grabbed your attention, hands gripping the fabric of his sweatshirt as you finally peered up at him. You narrowed your eyes at him this time, noticing how his cheeks were slightly blushed, unsure if it was from his frustration with your behavior, or if you could possibly have the same effect on him as he did with you.

However, returning to some sense of normalcy, you bit back at him, “you can’t tell me what to wear, Seungcheol. I’ll walk downstairs in these tiny little shorts just because you said I can’t.”

This seemed to fire him up back up, stepping closer towards you and tilting his chin up. You found yourself standing up, discarding his sweatshirt on the bed as you tried to assert some dominance yourself. He almost made you falter at the way he peered at you from under his glasses, but this time it only made you more frustrated.

You finally broke, the way Seungcheol stared at you as he breathed deeply through his nostrils made you act irrationally, ripping his glasses right off his face and placing them on his nightstand. “If I can’t wear my shorts, then you can’t wear these damn glasses.”

He laughed incredulously at this, “are you serious, Y/N? I can’t see without those, that’s not even fair.”

“Good,” you spit out, pivoting on your heel to head straight for his door, “then you won’t be able to see me walk out.”

Seungcheol did not like this one-bit, sturdy arm wrapping around your waist as he seethed, infuriated by how stubborn you were being and just wanted to get a normal conversation out of you. Keeping you in his grasp, he leaned over to grab his glasses from the nightstand, forcibly turning you around to face him.

You didn’t fight him at this point, feeling exhausted and crumbling at the way Seungcheol’s arm felt like a ring of fire around your waist. His large hand that was splayed across your lower back had goosebumps arising on your sensitive skin. Your lower stomach fluttered at the way his thumb slightly rubbed over the curve of your spine, heat spreading throughout your body as you attempted to say something.

Seungcheol doesn’t necessarily soften, but he doesn’t seem so annoyed anymore. He studies you again, a lightbulb going off in his head before he speaks, “by any chance, do these glasses affect you potentially the same way those little shorts affect me?”

You feel impossibly hot after his question, hoping that the dim lighting of his room prevents him from noticing how your cheeks warm even more. You let him pull you in closer, your torso pressing into his as he attempts to test the waters of your relationship. The hand that isn’t wrapped around you makes it up to your jaw, calloused fingers wrapping around your delicate neck as he stares into you.

“If your pulse says anything, I’d believe you were attracted to me,” his voice is lower now, mockingly whispering closer to your lips as you struggle to utter out a word, your lungs working overtime from the way his touch was affecting you.

His grip on your neck tightens slightly, your chin angling up towards him so that he can stare directly into your eyes. His lips were painfully close to yours, making your lips tingle in anticipation.

“Fuck,” you finally choke out, your lips brushing Seungcheol’s slightly before he uses his grasp on your jaw to keep you at a safe distance. “I need you to kiss me, Seungcheol.”

“I’ve been waiting for you to ask, baby,” Seungcheol is smug, wasting no time in pressing his lips to yours. It’s messy and hard, both of you immediately fighting for dominance as you lock lips. The hand that gripped your jaw has now traveled to the back of your neck, using this to his advantage as he controls the pace. His other hand on your back trails to your ass, massaging the plump mound as the kiss quickly heats up, your own hands roaming his firm chest.

You buck your hips into Seungcheol’s at his touch, earning a groan from him as he nibbles at your lip, tongue slipping past your lips as you let out a moan yourself. Seungcheol finds himself pulling you with him as he backs up towards his bed, never breaking his lips from yours as he sits down on the plush surface, pulling you atop his lap to straddle him.

Seungcheol wouldn’t dare to let you go now, only pulling away when he begins to feel overwhelmed by the way your hips roll against his, needing to regain some dominance as you grind against his growing erection.

This proved to be a mistake though, your lips immediately reattaching to his neck as he grips your hips in hopes to slow down the way you rock against him. He can feel your breasts through the thin fabric of the tee, the feeling of your firm nipples making him dizzy as he attempts to come to his senses.

“Fuck, you’re so needy, baby,” he growls out, flipping you over onto the bed with ease. You gasp at his strength, hips keening up towards him as he pushes a hand against you lower abdomen to keep your hips from chasing his, another hand finding purchase around your throat again.

His hand that was once on your abdomen has now traced its way to the wet spot on your night shorts. His fingers press at your heat, the pressure on your clit making you gasp out, neck straining in Seungcheol’s gasp as you arch into his touch. He coos mockingly at you, “does that feel good, baby? I love the way your pulse quickens under my touch too, and how fucking hot and wet you are already.”

You feel breathless at the way his fingers rub firmly over the fabric that covers your cunt, hands gripping at the arm of the hand that is wrapped around your neck. You could breathe perfectly fine, but you needed to hold onto something, preferably him.

“Seungcheol,” you breathe out between baited breaths, “n-need your fingers, please.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” he hums, pulling your shorts off in one go, and exposing your bare pussy to the cool air of his room. You can tell he notices the way your heart rate picks up, his thumb pressed firmly against your pulse as he breathes deeply at the way your legs spread for him. “Such a dirty baby, wearing just these shorts without any underwear beneath them… one would think you’re trying to get with Vernon if I didn’t have you right here in my grip.”

“Pl-please, touch me,” you’d be wailing if it wasn’t for the firm grip he had on your neck, finally releasing you to hold his weight over you as he experimentally rolled thumb over your swollen clit, the way you grinded against his bulge almost driving you over the edge earlier.

You jerk from just the slightest touch, his lips connecting with your neck as he continues to circle his thumb over your clit. A single finger of his slips in between your folds as he collects some of your essence before slipping another finger in. You’re moaning from the way his fingers curl into you, hands tangling into his hair as he suckles at your neck, whispering dirty things into your skin as he picks up his pace fingering into you.

You almost lose it when he looks up at you, lips swollen from being pressed so firmly against your neck, glasses slightly fogged from his hot breath, and burying his face into your neck. Your hips are bucking into his palm as he continues to curl and scissor his fingers inside of your walls, you’re thrashing in his grip as you need more from him, the pleasure continuing to build up in your abdomen. “More, Seungcheol, fuck, I need more.”

“My needy little baby,” he’s chuckling darkly into your neck, contrasting the sweet innocent look of his glasses, the Seungcheol you know resurfacing as he trails his lips down your body. He expertly continues to finger you as his lips pause at your nipples, the hard peaks poking through the thin fabric of the t-shirt, and Seungcheol wraps his lips around them, moistening the fabric and running his hot tongue over the nub. He continues to work down your body, teeth nipping at your shirt as he pushes a hand underneath it, raising the fabric over your waist as a hand palms at your breast.

He continues to massage at the peaks, fingers tweaking your nipples as his mouth finally makes it down to your cunt, his tongue darting out to press against your clit. You’re pathetic in his hold, your hands only working to push his face deeper into your heat as he licks at your pussy, fingers still mercilessly working you towards your release.

What drives you over the edge is the way he looks up at you from under his glasses, your vision becoming hazy as your orgasm washes over you. He mutters how much of a dirty, needy baby you are directly into your cunt, your juices covering his chin and glasses foggy as his tongue coaxes you through your release.

You flinch at the way he quickly pulls his fingers from in between your walls, shocked by the way he easily manhandles you when pulling you up to a sitting position. He’s tearing his glasses off at this point, tossing them to the opposite end of the bed as he’s pulling your shirt off your body. He needs to be as close to you as he can possibly be, no longer allowing the pesky frames to keep him from pressing his face in between your breasts as he nibbles on the sensitive skin.

“You’re so hot,” he’s growling into you, your shaky hands pulling down his sweats as he continues to suckle at your chest, sure to leave bruises on your skin for only him to know tomorrow.

“So are you,” you’re gasping out, hand brushing over his cock, shocked by the shear girth and length as you release him from the confines of his sweats. “Fuck, Seungcheol, you’re huge.”

“Perfect for you then,” he says smugly, pulling away from your chest to pull his shirt off, and you’re falling back onto the bed, hand tracing over the tip of his length to spread precum down the shaft. “Perfect for my needy little baby. Perfect for this needy little pussy.”

He crawls over you, pulling your hands away to run his tip over your soaked folds, tip teasing at your entrance as he gathers your arousal on his length. You’re chasing his hips, trying to encourage him to slip between your walls and fuck you already.

“So needy for you, Cheol,” you’re moaning out when he finally pushes the tip in, hips bucking in an attempt to take him in.

“Still so tight,” he’s groaning, bucking shallowly into you as you hiss from the stretch. One of his hands has found its way around your throat again, loving the way your pulse falters at each shallow thrust, slowly being sucked in by your walls deeper and deeper each time.

Seungcheol loses himself in the way you gasp, hips bottoming out against yours as your warm walls fully take him in. It’s almost painful how pleasurable you feel wrapped around him, the way you grip his length so tightly, teeth seething into your neck as he tries to pull out only to be pulled back in by your throbbing walls.

He’s thankful for how breathless you are, glad you aren’t making too much noise this late at night in the house, hoping that no one else hears the pretty noises you’re making as you adjust to his size.

Seungcheol experimentally grinds into you, hips rolling into yours as you let out the most pornographic moan he’s ever heard, “fuck, baby, let me hear that again.”

You’re moaning out even more, his lips reattaching to yours to capture each moan as he begins to thrust in and out of you. His hand is no longer wrapped around your neck, but he swears he can feel your pulse from how tightly your pussy is wrapped around him.

He needs to be deeper in you, needs to feel every inch of you as he grabs one of your legs and pulls it over his shoulder, pounding even deeper into you. He’s swallowing all of your moans, burning the pretty noise into his memory as he loses himself in between your walls.

You’re so flexible, so pliable for him as he continues to thrust in and out of you. He doesn’t need his glasses when you’re this close to him, pulling away from your lips to watch how your mouth parts in pleasure, hair displayed around you like a halo as he fucks you mercilessly.

Seungcheol can feel how your walls flutter around his length, your pussy clenching as he continues to hit you right where he almost has you screaming, but instead you’re biting his shoulder for relief, blubbering nonsense as you cry into him. “Such a good, baby, staying quiet just for me to hear.”

“Seungcheol, can I please cum?” You’re crying out into his shoulder, legs shaking over his shoulders as he repeatedly hits your g-spot.

“Fuck,” he’s choking out, deep voice slightly faltering as you so nicely ask for his permission. He’d won this round, proving to have staked his dominance over you. “Go ahead and cum for me. My needy baby deserves it.”

Your back is arching, the coil inside of you snapping as he grants you permission with one extra hard thrust, arms reaching over your head as you grip the sheets tightly. You’re only egged on upon looking up at him, waves of pleasure shocking you watching as his jaw clenches when he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, the pleasure burning through you and making you moan out in pure ecstasy.

The sight of you finishing is enough to make him fall over, burying his face into your neck as his hips begin to stutter into yours. Hot, thick ropes of cum fill you up as he releases from the feeling of your spasming walls. He slowly thrusts into you some more, overstimulating both of you as your pulse slows down, only then pulling his softening length out of you to watch his cum drip from between your folds.

He reaches to pull his glasses back on, watching as the white liquid drips from your hole, and pouting at the sight. You’re still gasping for air, hips rising at the feeling of his cum dripping out of you.

“Shit, baby,” he’s quickly scrambling off the bed, going to grab a clean cloth. “Let me clean you up.”

“Thank you,” you’re whispering appreciatively, letting Seungcheol take care of you as you no longer have an ounce of energy. He finds you absolutely endearing when you ask for what you initially ventured out for, “can I have some water please?”

He chuckles, dimples appearing as he nods, grabbing the flask of cold water from his nightstand and handing it to you. He watches as you gulp it down, looking impossibly cute after the events that just took place, pulling on his sweats to join you back on the bed after you hand him the half-empty water bottle.

Seungcheol can’t help but feel giddy at the way you finally pull on his sweatshirt. The butterflies that erupt in his stomach are not easy to be ignored when you look so beautiful in his clothing.

“Absolutely perfect,” he mumbles out, hands smoothing out your matted hair as you move closer to him. He much prefers his sweatshirt on you than Vernon’s t-shirt. He basks in the way your cheeks glow bright red in the dim lighting of his room, shivering from the way your tiny fingers readjust the glasses on his face.

“Seungcheol,” you mutter hesitantly, and he hums, staring at your endearingly and coaxing you to continue. “These damn glasses are what made me lose my mind over you.”

Seungcheol can’t help but laugh at you, all the puzzle pieces lining up on how weird you’ve been acting since that one lecture. He nuzzles his nose into yours, “well, let’s thank Soonyoung for flushing my contacts down that toilet then, or maybe it would have taken years to get you to fall for me.”

You snort at that, snuggling into his arms as he pulls you under the covers. “That’s not true, I was already head over heels for you. Just didn’t know it yet.”

Seungcheol hums in delight, letting you remove the glasses from his face to pull him into yet another deep kiss. Seungcheol thinks he can fall asleep like this every night with you in his arms, loving the way you mold to his body and how soft you feel in his hoodie. Seungcheol also loves when you walk into class with his hoodie from the night before, no longer stealing his hoodies, but rather receiving them directly from the owner.

#svthub #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #choi seungcheol smut #scoups brain rot is real

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astrae4 · 11 months

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♡ ENHYPEN WHEN THEY REVEAL YOUR RELATIONSHIP

PAIRING. idol!enhypen x idol!reader

GENRE. fluff, romance, humor

WARNING. mild swearing

NOTE. I wrote this while i was getting a massage. It was amazing. Also do u guys wanna read any reaction tropes ?? because i am starting to not know what to write next.

MORE WORKS. navigation | enha!masterlist

HEESEUNG | the wallpaper

Hee would be the type to accidentally show his phone screen in a wlive. (I’m sooo not used to typing wlive instead of vlive) like, he’d definitely just put his phone on the table of the live, explaining something to Engenes and all of a sudden, his mom texts him. Notification pops up, and Engenes would go feral because—low and behold, you’re his wallpaper. Except he ended the live before an Engene could point out his wallpaper, and he wouldn’t suspect a single thing; going to bed peacefully after. Only when he woke up to a million missed calls did he go; oh shit.

JONGSEONG | the accidental softlaunch

you guys would be going on a date. He takes pictures of you eating a bagel in a cafe because gosh! You’re so cute??? You upload the pictures of you eating this bagel, and your fans love it!! Wanting to share the moment with Engenes too, Jay decided to take a picture of the bagels and drinks you guys got. He tried to be careful, really! He got rid of your coffee from the view and made sure to only get pictures of his share of the food! If only he thought about the window reflection, showing your strawberry patterned skirt…

JAEYUN | the speaking before thinking

Gosh, this man… he’ll give you a headache for sure. Man exposed your relationship in a live. A LIVE. Literally no take backs. Engenes will just be like, “yo do you like mint choco ice cream jakeypoo” and he’ll be like “nah, but you know who does?” Both engenes AND him thought of Sunoo, but his mouth didn’t. “(Reader) 🤭” There’ll be a moment of silence all of a sudden, from both sides. He’ll try his best to deny allegations (man would he be fighting for his life..) but it’ll be too late by then.

SUNGHOON | the dispatch article

Yeah. Y’all weren’t slick. Went on a date with dyed hairs. Like?? Ya go out like that and expect to not get caught. (bfr) But yeah, Han river date. All was fun and cute until you hear a camera shutter. Both you and Hoon turn around slowly to the stalker. The three of you glance at each other, and all of a sudden you both chase after the stalker. It was terrifying from the stalker’s viewpoint, but it was already sent to the company by the time you and Hoon caught up with him, so too bad ig..

SUNOO | the one who couldn’t contain their expression

This is him, cop!! The delulu one! (Jk that’s us) He was literally in the airport, about to fly to Europe for some kcon event. Your group did the pictures before his, and a fan noticed you both kinda have similar outfits. (This is not coincidental, he actually made you both match clothes) Now, this fan is one of those shipper kinda fan… (like those Lisa and Jungkook ones 💀) and so they yelled out, “Sunoo, did you match with Yn today? That’s such a cute couple outfit!” And then he let out the most high-pitched, flustered giggle. Like deadass. It rang through the airport and his members gave him the stare.

JUNGWON | the actually planned one

Yeah. If it ain’t you who slipped the relationship, then it isn’t being slipped accidentally. Like—ever. This man is prepared to make you guys be undercover agents atp. He ain’t slippin’. But, he does get pouty behind cameras and a bit impatient that he can’t just hold your hand. So, after having the green flag from you and your company; he talked to his company about it! You won’t know how he convinced Hybe, (those boba eyes i swear.) but he did so before you knew it—Hybe released a statement!

NIKI | the one who did it because he felt challenged

One day, he texted you “what if i expose our relationship 😛” You thought it was one of those jokes again, yk? and so you said “all words no actions 🤥🤥” Why you challenged a kid who’s genuinely so competitive? Literally no thoughts in your brain when you said that to him. Next thing you know, you got an emergency call from your ceo. You know why? Because your boyfie decifed to post a tweet of you guys, with a caption saying “me n my adorable shmookerpump on a date 😋🩷 #NIKI #YN #NIKIYNBESTCOUPLEFR”

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#hyfenet #enhypen #enha #fluff #heeseung #niki #riki #jake #jay #jaeyun #jongseong #sunghoon #sunoo #jungwon #romance #humor #reaction

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sunboki · 1 year

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PLAYING WITH SKZ’S HAIR

including: ot8!<3

notes: Minho reading It Ends with Us :’((

BANGCHAN was anything but calm. him and the kids had been practicing endlessly in preparation for Stray Kids’ newest stage coming up, but Chris couldn’t help but feel nervous. somehow, the uneasiness that he simply wasn’t good enough was eating him alive. “welcome home baby.” you greeted as he dropped his bag on the table, surprised to see your lover back so early—having expected him to be cooped up in the studio instead. you didn’t need a reply, the exhausted look in his eyes told you enough. opening your arms for a hug, he practically melted into your warmth, even picking you up to carry you to the couch. “you’ve worked so hard lately.. come here.” the sweet lulling of your voice entranced him as his head rested comfortably on your chest, now snuggled on the sofa. the leader was out once your fingers found their way into massaging his scalp, already heavy eyes finally closing with a satisfied sigh. “..love you so much….” he mumbled ever so quietly, but you heard it.

MINHO happily took time spending his lazy Saturday reading a book, the glasses sitting on his nose so refined was driving you crazy; who was currently gawking at just how attractive your boyfriend looked. he had to have seen you from a distance, but hasn’t spoke up just yet. taking the opportunity, you snuck behind him, head peering over his shoulder. “what book?” yet an unfazed Minho hummed, “It Ends with Us.” to which you sport a pout—no less scanning the words on the page. “such a romantic.” the grumble apparently goes unnoticed for a moment, carding your hands through the soft brown locks you adore oh so much. well in summary, your words didn’t go unnoticed. your boyfriend leaning his head back suddenly with curious eyes. “what was that?” you gulped, the close proximity catching you off guard. however it didn’t take you long to break into a grin, switching to hold his face. “i said, you’re such a romantic.” his dark orbs seemed to light up at this, plush lips puckering to ask for kiss. you lean forward, but jerk back at the last second, running away. “yah! Y/N!~” the pitiful whine causes laughter to echo in the household, that big baby.

CHANGBIN lay sprawled on the studio’s couch, deep asleep whilst you were doing the same—cozied between his legs while the rapper snored quietly. what’s exactly the story to this predicament? easy. 3racha was editing a track, the three busy-bee’s accompanied by you who wanted to watch the process even after being warned it was tiring by your beloved boyfriend, Changbin. he wasn’t wrong, and as time passed you found yourself obsessing over your boyfriends hair. so moldable and cute. a perfect fit for him. moving into his lap you busied yourself tying pig tails with soft pink hair ties, squealing with glee. this was another kind of happiness only achievable when Changbin was involved. by the fourth hour everyone was void of emotion, absolutely smoked. you’d already fallen asleep against Changbin, head tucked in his chest and he couldn’t help but follow along soon after. marking the end of the story, and sleepy 3racha + Y/n dozing in the studio. rest assured Leeknow had quite a few pictures to use against you later.

HYUNJIN’s lives had you by the throat. lives as in vlives, the app where you stumbled on an old live of Hyunjin tying his black locks into two pigtails. your hand flying to cover the massive smile adorning your face, stretching at your cheeks. Hyunjin, who happened to be sitting beside you taking a break from his practicing leaned his head down to gaze at your face due to the sudden gasp—adorable brows furrowed with confusion. that is, until he realized you were smiling. being the weasel he was, he couldn’t help but be curious. “what is it?” peering over your shoulder, his face gradually became as red as the thunderous m/v outfits. just as he anticipated, puppy-dog eyes stared up at him, “can i…?” you wiggled in your seat excitedly, unable to contain your grin. with a heavy sigh, your boyfriend hunched in his seat, allowing you to do whatever you’d like with his hair. nonetheless, the pout on his lips when Han walked in and started laughing maniacally was priceless.

HAN stumbled through the doorway with 3racha following behind, eager for a chance to relax at your place after a long day of producing. “You know the drill boys, eat what you want but you have to clean up after yourselves.” Changbin huddled himself in your arms, whispering a cute, “hi noona” before Han hogged you to himself. Chan only graced you with a smile and coddled the dwaekki to your living room, giving you and Jisung time. “Hi Jisungie, how was your day?” Whatever he answered was muffled as he shoved his face into your chest with a soft sigh—stirring giggles. Now seated atop the counter with Jisung smiling up at you, you couldn’t help but run your fingers through his messy locks, round eyes gazing up at you with adoration. “My day was great since I get to admire how pretty you are when I get home.” The precious moment suddenly interrupted by “ewww!!!” sounding from the other two occupying your flat. “Yah!”

FELIX was always a hard worker, you knew that of course—but watching him practice helped prove that point ten-fold. When he’d walk towards you with sweat-dappled skin and a squishy grin, you voluntary readied the hair-band on your wrist. As if on instinct the bbokari would kneel down so you could tie his growing hair into a cute ponytail from your place on the couch. God, you were definitely his favorite part of practice. “Do you need anything else?” You asked, eyes dancing to read his facial expression. “A kiss.” The sly boy puckered his lips teasingly, leaning down to capture your lips momentarily. No less the cock of a brow Chan sent you made your face red along with the wolf whistles by none other than Han and Hyunjin. Thankfully Jeongin patted your head reassuring, but that shit-eating smile made you think otherwise.

SEUNGMIN continuously spent his time soaking in your highly focused face, seemingly amazed by him getting his hair dyed for Stray Kids’ new comeback. Your open mouth and unblinking eyes reminded him of a toddler entranced by cartoons on TV. “Interested?” His silvery voice dragged you from your dreamscape, blinking repeatedly. “‘Looks soft.. I wanna play with it.” Your response immediately dissipated the snarky comment he was preparing, utterly breaking his heart. He knew he wouldn’t hear the end of it if the members saw his heart-eyes while staring at you. Clearing his throat quickly, he corrected, “It’s probably rough from dying it.” Seungmin watched you rise from your chair, hands curling into his dark roots—leaving a kiss there. “No it’s soft. Seungmin soft. Plus, it smells like you.” His brows knitted, ignoring the flush climbing up his neck to his ears. “What do I smell like?” Oh no. Not that smile. “Seungmin.”

JEONGIN is a pouty baby. Even his hyung’s agree. Well, considering today’s festivities. Walking into JYP’s building should not have caused such chaos, at least on a regular day. However today was not a regular day. His pink hair, resembling that of an apple stem sat perched comfortably atop his head. Much to your delight. “BAHAHA—Chan hyung come here!” Leeknow cackled, unable to continue working on their choreo thanks to the blessed sight. Naturally, Chan came, along with the others(much to Jeongin’s dismay). Therefore, Jeongin’s new name was now apple head(사과머리) as Felix filled you in through FaceTime. Further more, his hyung’s might’ve just died when Jeongin told them his real reason for showing up with his hairstyle. Apparently you’d tied it like that this morning before he left, looking too proud of your work just for him to take it down. Basically wife him up.

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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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helllooo if ur requests are kinda closed bc of ur main request game thing (idk what u call it 😭) then ignore this!! but if ur requests are open and you’ll need time to get to this bc of ur request game thingy (wow great wording 😋) can u do an enhypen reaction (ot7) to a fem!idol!reader being in a really popular gg? HELP- the ideas rlly basic but so am I so like- 😍👌

you’re an idol ♡

a/n. sorry you had to wait for so long 🧍‍♀️ i hope you enjoy it!! also it’s not a basic idea i really wanted to write something like this hehe

┆彡 HEESEUNG [ 희승 ]

he’s your big fan but the biggest protector

during vlives he makes everything so you do not see hate comments

same with tweets. no idea how he does it but whoever tweets a bad word abt you they have their acc removed in a matter of hours 🧍‍♀️

besides that, hums your group’s songs 24/7

in private tho

bc he knows if one of the guys catch him, he’s being teased forever

also shows off your group merch on vlives!!

pssst, he’s a big fan of the light stick :”)

┆彡 JAKE [ 제이크 ]

engenes on weverse or bubble are low-key tired of him bc he talks about you and your group 24/7

“DID YOU SEE Y/N’S NEW IG POST?! THATS MY GF!!!”

literally has your pc tucked in his wallet and his phone case :”)

once got matching hair with you to support your comeback (spoiler: managers and jungwon were not happy)

sings your songs on lives <3

that’s actually how engenes and your fans started to figure out you’re dating

bc like… he won’t shut up about you. even on vlives or celebrity shows.

but it’s fine, he’s cute while doing that + you two make an adorable couple <3

┆彡 JAY [ 제이 ]

no one in the public knows (at first…)

but privately they are all sick of him 🤕

“[gg name] this, [gg name] that…”

heeseung jokes that he should be in your group since he talks more about than enhypen

also his music taste contains of 99% rock and that 1% of your group’s sweet songs about love╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

once (1) he danced to your song - especially your part - and engenes went WILD

engenes craved more jay covering gg songs

they ask, they shall receive! isn’t that suspicious that it’s only your group’s songs though…?

no one cares (respectfully) as long as grumpy jay is dancing cutely :D

┆彡 JUNGWON [ 정원 ]

he’s so in love, everyone can see that

“did you see y/n’s special stage today?! oh my goodness, she was so cool! and the outfit? and the– i mean… [gg name] did well!”

we all know his eyes were on you and you only

he always records your ending fairies 🥹

that means he has a whole ass folder for them + fan cams, memes and clips :”)

always helps you when you struggle with some parts of your choreos or such!!

and he’s so adorable that you can’t say no to his puppy eyes when he asks you to spoil something about your comebacks

“jungwon, no. i told you too much already!” “but…” “okay… but don’t tell others!”

he has a small key ring with a plushie of your representative animal attached to his keys :”)

┆彡 NISHIMURA RIKI [ にしむらりき ]

he could not care less about his managers scolding you – he covers your group’s songs all the time

and he always nails it… but when he does it with you though, he always goofs around and gives you your time to shine <3

literally knows all the choreos, the boys would be 99% that he knows them better than their own

riki literally threatens you to send selfies of yourself when you have a stage performance

he loves all that cutie accessories they put on you and often ends up stealing eg your hair clips…

btw he saves the selfies too <3 esp when it’s a goofy angle… he can’t help but grin like an idiot at his phone

you made a funny mistake on air? get ready to be teased about it.

kind of off topic but you are literally the industry’s fav couple (yk… you kinda took hyuna and dawn’s spot– okay i’ll go now) bc HOW!! CUTE!! YOU!! TWO!! ARE!! TOGETHER!!

┆彡 SUNGHOON [ 성훈 ]

he’s like “your songs suck” and then proceeds to sing them for the whole day

when he was a mc and your group happened to be performing at music bank he would non-stop stare t you with hearts in his eyes :”)

making lil jokes too (hawaii you?)

during en o’clock he’s known to dance randomly to your songs 😭

but then when you laugh at him bc of that he’s like “well it’s your fault it’s so catchy😕”

he’s so sweet though :( once you had a comeback and due to his busy schedule he couldn’t be with you...

… so he sent you a big (and i mean BIG) bouquet of flowers in colours that matched your cb concept and a cake with a cute drawing!!

also there was a card attached to it. it said “congratulations on your comeback! you did a great job! we loved it!” - enhypen”

but then when you thanked them for it they were like ??? what flowers !!!?

turned out hoon was to shy to admit it was his idea so he just wrote it was them 🥹

┆彡 SUNOO [ 선우 ]

SUCH A SWEETHEART ABOUT IT :((

writes abt u and [gg name] on weverse!! “did you see [gg name]’s new mv? i loved it!”

dancing tiktoks are a must!! especially with you!! engenes love to see him all happy and giggly with you

also does lil dances out of nowhere :”)

buys your albums. literally dates you and yet he’s the biggest fanboy – literally full on collector

he has to have every single one of your pc

(and yes you sneak some stuff for him, and he straight on goes :D)

often recreates your mv/cb makeup and outfits for fun

and you too… and then you have adorable pictures to post and that results in your fans and engenes to lose their mind 🤭

(and because of that people often set up matching pfps of you two <3)

[ masterlist <3 ]

taglist. @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @duolingofanaccount ,, @slytherinhobi ,, @jung0ne ,, @ka-ni-ma ,, @julaute ,, @moonacholy

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ot7stan4life · 3 months

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“I Want You” (Sua ver.)

Sua (Dreamcatcher) x Female Reader

*Requested*

Word Count: 1680

Summary: Knowing you’re listening to their voice vlive, the unnie line decides to tease you by talking about how good you look in your stage outfit. It doesn’t take long for you to cave and walk over to their room with your own plan in mind to get them back… or, at least one of them.

Warnings: mild sexual content

Your phone screen illuminated the dark hotel room as you laid in bed, just staring at the ceiling and missing the warmth of a certain black-haired dancer who happened to be your roommate this tour. The beat of your heart pounded against your chest as you listened to the soothing and admittedly attractive voices of the three oldest members of your group over the phone. They must've gotten bored in their hotel room across the hall and decided to turn on a voice vlive so the fans could entertain them.

Whatever the reason, you were happy with their decision. That way you could sit there and daydream about them with the flustering and comforting background music of their smooth voices fueling your imagination. Though, being in a relationship with all of them, you didn't have to imagine much. Really, knowing that you could simply walk over there and get away with acting on your desires should've been enough to stop your ridiculous fantasizing, but you convinced yourself that you shouldn't rudely interrupt their livestream.

That didn't last long.

"Who looks best in their stage outfits this comeback?" Siyeon's voice that had grown raspy with her tiredness spoke, reading a question from a fan.

A short moment of silence followed, along with a hum from Minji. You could just picture all of them looking at each other with grins on their faces. Siyeon knew what she was doing reading that comment. The fans loved this kind of stuff. Bora laughed after they stayed quiet for too long and a noise sounded through the phone that you knew had to be her smacking Siyeon.

"I think everyone looks good,” Minji answered.

"What?" Bora mumbled, still giggling, this time at Minji's attempt to deflect the question. You had a feeling the leader was sporting one of her infamous lifeless smiles she always had as the chaos unfolded around her.

Siyeon chuckled. "They said just one member."

Minji hummed again, pretending like she was processing the new information and they all stayed quiet for a second more. You could hear whispers from the other end and it was obvious they were messing with each other.

"If I had to pick one..." Bora started, and you could practically hear the smirk in her voice as she paused for dramatic effect, knowing everyone listening was on the edge of their seat, “then I think Y/NN looks the best."

You shouldn't have been surprised, and you really weren’t, but your body still had a physical reaction to her words, sending your heart rate through the roof. Both of the other members made noises of agreement and you were no longer content being a room away from them when they started describing in detail how good you looked and how the outfit complimented very specific parts of your body. They were clearly teasing, knowing how much their words affected you. But you couldn’t help it. You grew hot listening to all three of them talking about you in that way, especially since they sounded so comfortable doing it—as if they had done it endless times before in private...

Your uneasiness and impatience soon sprung you from the bed and to the door. There's no way you could just sit there and take it. Somehow you had to get back at them. Or at least one of them…

"Hey!" you shouted angrily after using the keycard Minji gave you to open the door to their hotel room. All three of them looked up and you watched as grins slowly spread across two of their lips—Minji still played innocent. You had to resist the urge to freeze in that moment because of how lightheaded their stares made you feel. Instead you forced yourself to keep walking towards the bed they were sitting on. "I heard my name,” you directed your eyes towards Bora who was laying at the foot of the bed with her legs dangling off the edge. "Were you guys talking smack?" You raised an eyebrow, resisting the urge to smile at how unserious you sounded having to refrain from cursing since the fans could hear.

Siyeon laughed and Minji looked like she was about to say something until Bora cut in. "Yeah, and what about it?" she countered, giving you a challenging stare.

You grinned back at her, knowing it was all a joke and none of them probably expected you to do anything drastic. So you took a seat next to the dancer on the bed, waiting for your moment to catch them off guard.

"We were discussing the members' stage outfits," Minji explained with a smile and kept eye contact with you for a second, as if trying to communicate through her eyes since the fans were still listening. You just knew they were eating this up and hanging onto every single word you were saying.

"Who do you think looks best in their outfit?" Siyeon tested, drawing your eyes to her. There was no doubt from the look on her face that she was enjoying this way too much. They knew the real reason you came in here... their relentless indirect flirting had obviously gotten to you… bad. And that’s exactly what they wanted. You could just feel the pride radiating from the red-haired woman. Driving you crazy had to be her favorite hobby. But you couldn’t let them think they won.

"Me?" You replied like you were completely oblivious. A smirk made its way onto your lips as you started acting out your plan. Each of them watched closely when you looked back down at Bora and pushed yourself up to straddle her hips. She inhaled sharply and her eyebrows raised involuntarily when you leaned down over her, placing your hands on her bare skin just above her waistband. She stared up at you, already flustered, and clenched her jaw, straining her neck a little when you slowly glided your fingers across her soft skin, trailing them over the curves of her abs. She reached her hands up to grab your wrists and her grip tightened the further up your fingers traveled, but she never tried to stop you.

"The member I think looks best in her outfit," you stopped and used one of your hands to flip your hair to one side before leaning over Bora’s face. "Is obviously," you bit your lip, knowing she found it attractive, before running your palms across her chest. Her eyes closed and her head lulled back against the bed in pleasure like she always did when you touched her like this. The feeling of her nipples hardening under her thin crop-top made your mouth water and had you instinctively tightening your thighs around her waist. She still didn’t dare move, too mesmerized by your touch. Seeing her so submissive made your stomach twist. Your lips lingered just above her own and she opened her eyes to watch with anticipation as you stared down at her.

She was ready to lean up and initiate the kiss herself when you suddenly answered in a seductive voice, "Siyeon unnie.”

It took a second, but Bora’s aroused expression gradually contorted into anger when she finally processed the words that left your mouth. Before she could do anything, you quickly pushed yourself up from her lap and jumped off the bed, anticipating exactly what was coming next.

The room instantly erupted into chaos with Minji and Siyeon laughing and Bora yelling, "Yah!" she darted after you before you could get very far. "Come here, you little-" with a shove, you were sent onto the other bed, bouncing a little as you landed on your back. She didn't waste a single second, pouncing on top of you so that you now switched positions. You laughed as she started hitting you and attempted to swat her hands away.

"Help! Sua's attacking me," you shouted for the fans to hear.

Finally growing sick of your jokes, Bora ended up snatching your wrists and roughly pushing you back against the bed, pinning your hands above your head. The laughter and yelling ceased instantly the second her lips found their way to yours. It became obvious pretty quickly that your plan to rile her up had succeeded a little too well when her kisses turned aggressive. By the second one, her tongue had already found its way into your mouth and you couldn't do anything to stop her incessant attack with your hands captured in her strong grip. For such a small woman, she had more power than she knew what to do with and god, it was sexy.

The other two women in the room started yelling at both of you to stop 'fighting' in a way that you knew was joking, only because they knew the fans were still listening. At this point, they were just making noise so the fans wouldn't realize what was actually going on after the sudden strange silence.

"Yah, stop it," you breathed out against Bora’s lips, loud enough for the fans to hear.

Bora reluctantly released your lips after biting your bottom one (almost too hard), replying, “you started it.” All you could do was laugh weakly to try and play it off like you were actually fighting. Though it was hard for you to make any innocent noises when she let go of your hands to shove hers under your shirt and start sucking down on your neck.

"Unnie," you whispered, voice wavering when her fingers slipped under your sports bra. "Fuck," you muttered through gritted teeth and gripped her thighs tightly. Her hands cupped your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples at the same time that she started grinding against your stomach. Your eyes squeezed shut at the sensation and you weren’t able to hold back a moan this time. Except a fast hand managed to stifle it before the fans could hear.

When you opened your eyes again, the image of Siyeon standing over you with her hand covering your mouth and the feeling of Bora still rolling her hips across your body was enough to have you dripping in painful arousal. And suddenly you knew you were in big trouble when Minji made up an excuse to end the live so abruptly and Siyeon's gaze turned mean. They weren't gonna let you get away with this one that easily.

**This imagine was transferred over from my Wattpad acc OT5Stan4Life**

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lifessoshortandsoami · 10 months

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Get To Know Luna's Relationship With The Members

Namjoon x Luna = Lujoon/Lunam

Third Most popular ship in BTS.

Him being completely whipped for her.

Her teaching him (along with Jin) dancing.

Texting each other late-night thoughts.

Going on Library date every week.

The shortest and the tallest duo.

Poking each other's dimples...or, him poking her only dimple.

Squishing each other's cheeks (mostly her).

Her stealing his sweatshirts and him finding it adorable how big it is on her.

Helping each other with English vocabulary and translations during interviews.

Him being her therapist.

Her being his muse.

Writing lyrics together.

Jin x Luna = Jina/2Moon

Least popular (underrated) ship in BTS.

Both cooking and trying new recipes together.

Him protecting her and trying his best to keep her innocent (he has been successful in it thus far).

Her (and Jimin) are the only ones who actually find his dad jokes funny.

Him ruffling her hair or patting her head.

Her teaching him (along with Namjoon) dancing.

Him feeding her, whether it be asking her to taste the food while cooking or sharing his food.

Her being the one who called him World Wide Handsome first.

Him being her parent figure.

Yoongi x Luna = Yoona

Sixth most popular ship in BTS.

Him being wrapped around her little finger.

Her being fascinated by his passion for music.

Her being the reason he smiles the most.

Her being the only member who knows the password to his Genius Lab.

Him not changing the password cause he secretly likes her presence in his studio.

Her checking up on him if he is getting enough amount of food and sleep.

Her gushing over his cute gummy smile.

Jhope x Luna = Lunhope

Fifth most popular ship in BTS.

The sun and the moon.

Cheering the other up when one is feeling down.

Love making new choreographies together.

They brighten up a room whenever they enter one.

Him helping her with hip hop.

Matching outfits

She literally adores him.

Hurt Hoseok and you'll have to deal with an angry Luna who doesn't look scary but can scare you enough to traumatize you.

Her sniffing his hair cause she loves the scent.

J-Hope once mentioned in a VLive that he loves when Luna runs her hands through his hair. It helps him relax.

Jimin x Luna = Lumin

Second most popular ship in BTS.

The cutest duo.

Jimin finally takes a sigh of relief when she joins the group thinking he'll get a rest from all the teasing because of his height. (But not for long, the members get back at teasing him saying Luna's short because she's a girl.)

Mesmerizing everyone when they do a contemporary duo. (Also making a few members jealous but let's leave that topic for another time.)

Giggling together for no reason.

Him being a dirty-minded person and her being the most innocent does not work very well. But the fans love it when they see Jimin smirking at Luna's very innocent words.

Him constantly flirting with her and her being oblivious to it.

Jimin mentioned in an interview that Luna is his favourite member when it comes to taking about his feelings.

Both have eye smiles.

Him always comparing their hand sizes just to feel better seeing her hands much smaller than his.

Both gushing over each other's cuteness.

V x Luna = Luv

Fourth most popular ship in BTS.

Only one word to describe their visuals together: Ethereal.

Aliens of the group, you'll never understand what they are talking about.

Him playing with her hair or braiding them.

Her always complimenting his outfits.

The difference between their hand sizes is adorable.

Their duality together is hazardous.

Matching hair colors.

Him being her stylist.

Both gifting each other expensive items.

Loves goofing around together.

Jungkook x Luna = Lukook

The most popular ship in BTS and KPop.

Both are each other's first kiss.

Him being possessive over her.

Both can't live a minute without each other.

Have their own house together.

He once said in a VLive that it's almost impossible for him to fall asleep without Luna by her side.

Mostly in a pair or the same team during Run BTS.

Him always giving her piggyback rides.

Him glaring at every male idol who stares a little too long at her (Sometimes female idols too).

He's the most affectionate with her.

Him calling her his soulmate.

Loves harmonizing together, their voices sound enchanting together.

Him always watching her with heart in his eyes.

Fans find their height and size difference absolutely adorable.

Him back hugging her and resting his chin on her head.

He's completely in love with her and everyone can see it.

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guillotinebypierre · 9 months

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It was the night of the Melon Music Awards.

Award season was going strong and the Daesangs were passed around to the usual suspects, or so people thought.

This year things were different, very much so from the average year. This year there was one man, nay one phenomenon who had been sweeping the grand price at every award show he went to.

Y/n L/n, soloist under High Up Entertainment, whose only other noteworthy act was StayC.

Y/n, also known as the 4th gen IT boy, the nation's dream boy and many other, some of them not so PG, nicknames, had debuted this year and was on a streak of breaking records after records, earning him the title of "The Greatest Thing to Happen to Kpop since BTS"

The main appeal of Y/n was that he wasn't only self produced, an incredibly talented singer, songwriter and rapper, one of the best dancers in the industry according to a survey answered by idols in the industry, but also his ethereal visuals. Y/n stood out from the bunch due to his confidence, his height and his impeccable discography.

To many idols, both male and female, Y/n was the definition of crush material. And one of them specifically wanted to use today as an opportunity to finally claim the nation's IT boy as her own.

--3rd Person POV--

Yuna had been eyeing Y/n the whole night, some may even say the whole year. Ever since he debuted she was always talking about his music on Vlives, reposting herself listening to him on Instagram and so much more.

She knew she was wanted by damn near the whole industry and she knew she could have any of them, but none of them were Y/n L/n. None of them had what she truly needed, what she desired.

The night had been another one for the history books, with Y/n dropping another masterclass of a performance and sweeping yet another set of awards, but it was nearing the end.

"And the last award of the night, the award for the Album of The Year goes to......Y/n L/n!"

Soon after the announcer finished his speech confetti shot out on the stage. The camera pans towards a tall man, 20 years of age. He's wearing black a three piece suit, tailor made and exclusively designed for him by Dior, and a black Dior tie . His stance, his confidence, his fragrance, everything about him screams wealth and confidence. His handsome face shows a smile as he stands up and walks up to receive his award.

"I know you might be sick of seeing my face at this point and I'm sorry for that! I want to thank all my fans for everything they've done for me, coming from a smaller company I didn't really expect to achieve this level of fame yet but I am happy to give both me, our company and my lovely StayC sunbaenims more exposure! I want to thank Dior for making this outfit for me tonight and I want to thank everyone who streamed my music! I'll be releasing more next year so be tuned for that. Lastly, I'd like to thank all my peers, ranging from BTS, Red Velvet and TWICE sunbaenims, to NewJeans, IVE, Le Sserafim and Aespa and Itzy noonas for creating music. Your music is amazing and it definitely motivates me to continue making music myself! Please never stop because I love every single one of you! Thank you for another award and good night!"

And with that, Y/n left the stage while the whole building clapped for him. The groups mentioned, blushing while doing so, clapped even harder as they believed this would help them get closer to Y/n.

The night continued and after the event a party for all of the artists was held. To many, this meant drinking and letting lose but to others, it meant getting drunk and getting laid.

--Y/n POV--

I watched as my peers around me let lose a little. It was a nice sight to see if I'm honest. Most of them are way too stuck up due to companies putting bullshit rules on their dating lives and on their personalities. It was nice seeing them unfiltered for once.

Speaking of being comfortable, I finally got around to take off a bit of clothing. I had taken off my jacket and vest, leaving me only in my tie and dress shirt, of which I had rolled up the sleeves to get a bit more comfortable.

"Y/n congratulations on the win!~", a obviously drunk Karina told me as she went for a hug.

"Thank you so much Jimin. You and the girls were great during your performance, I loved your outfits", I replied while hugging her. Even with the strong smell of alcohol on her I still could smell her perfume.

"Thank you baby~ Say, how about we get out of here Y/nn? I really want to spend some time with you alone", Karina told me in a sultry tone.

"Rina I'm flattered but you're obviously drunk. How about I give you my number and we spend some time some other day when you're sober again?", I replied while holding her so that she didn't fall to the ground.

"Gladly~", she replied while giving me her phone.

I typed my number in and saved it before searching for her members and her manager. I looked around for a while before finding Winter and Giselle next to a sleeping NingNing. As I walked towards them Karina started hugging and snuggling up to my side, which made a certain blonde stare daggers into her head.

"Girls please help me with your drunk leader.", I started before dropping onto the couch next to NingNing.

"Oh~ Wha- Y/n? What are you doing here?", NingNing asked me, a bit startled.

"Sorry for waking you up Ning. I was looking for your manager because I think it would be better if you girls went home now.", I told her

Soon after that I spotted their manager appearing, seemingly out of nowhere and looking stressed.

"Manager-nim! Can we go home now? It's getting boring and Jimin had too much to drink already.", Giselle told their manager.

"Sure-" "

Y/nn I don't want to leave you yet~", Karina interrupted them while 'crying'. God knows why she started being cutesy but it was kinda working on me.

"Rina I promise I'll call you after I get home, we can definitely do something tomorrow but now it's better if you went home and slept for a bit.", I told Karina while holding her face forcing her to look me in the eyes.

It was as if she was in a trance and I'm not quite sure if she even heard me but all she said was "Ok" and with that Aespa said their goodbyes and left.

Now it was like before, I was alone and everyone else was having fun. Of course occasionally artists would come up to me and congratulate me. I was especially surprised and moved by Red Velvet and Twice appearing and thanking me for the words I said towards them, but also by Minji from NewJeans, who came up to me and asked me for my number while stuttering, which I found really cute.

However, it soon died down and with everyone being drunk I was about to leave until-

"Y/n wait up!", someone called me from behind.

"Yuna?", I stated questioningly before turning around.

"Wow you really know my voice that well?~ Am I your bias or how did you recognize me that easily?", the gorgeous blonde teased me.

"You are my bias, yeah, but I also noticed you staring at me a long time from that corner over there. Where you mustering up the courage to come up to me all that time?~", I teased her back which resulted in her becoming as red as a tomato.

"Y-Yah it's not my fault you're so intimidating. Doesn't help that you're that handsome either", She said while whispering the last part.

"Anyways, what's up Yuna? Why'd you call me?", I questioned her

"Ah right! You seemed really bored, just like me, so I wanted to ask if you'd like to do something? Drinking isn't really for me since and everyone else but you is damn near blackout drunk soooo", She said while looking up to me.

I smiled at her before agreeing to her offer, which seemingly flipped a switch in her as she now stared at me with lust and hunger in her eyes.

"What did you have in mind noona?", I asked her

"Aish I'm barely older than you, you can drop the honorifics Y/n", she replied while grabbing my hand and dragging me off.

It was dark and I barely couldn't see where we were going, the light only allowed me to see what was in front of me.

We soon reached a door and Yuna walked inside, the bright light startling me due to the contrast to the dark corridors of the venue. I soon realised that she took me to a bathroom and I then realised what kinda of activity Yuna had planned for us.

I turned around and took in her outfit. The lighting in the previous rooms had not done her any justice. It was as if Aphrodite herself had stepped down from heaven and was now reborn as Shin Yuna. She wore a short black dress, designed by Prada for her, matched with high heels that made her damn near 6 feet tall. She had a Louis Vuitton bag in her hand. Her make up was impeccable, it was natural while putting focus on her beautiful features and bringing them out even more. Her lips were full and glossy, natural in their colour and still so beautiful. Her big eyes stared at me, lust evident in them, while blonde hair fell over her shoulders and covered a bit of her forehead. She still still had fake tattoos on her arm from her group's performance. To put it simply, she was ethereal.

"Take a picture it'll last longer", She said, taking you out of your train of thought.

"I'm sorry for staring, you're just really gorgeous", I told her while walking up to her.

She smiled and closed the distance. Our faces were now centimeters apart from each other.

"I'm sure you know why I took you here, don't you big boy? I know you've been given enough prizes already but theres one right in front of you and she wants to be taken by you too." She said before finally closing the distance completely.

It was as if time stopped for a second, my brain was overstimulated due to her scent and the taste of her lips. They tasted sweeter than the sweetest cherries I had ever eaten and it was addicting. Our tongues battled for dominance and we both tried, and failed, to take each others clothes off while making out. I grabbed the straps of her dress and let them fall off her shoulders while she fumbled to get my tie off.

I helped her with taking my shirt and tie off while she took off the rest of her dress. After what felt like an eternity, we both reluctantly stopped kissing in order to catch our breath. I looked her, seeing her only in her bra and panties, while she stared at my abs and chest.

"Take a picture it'll last longer", I told her while smirking

"Shut up and kiss me you idiot", She replied while closing the distance again.

This time she jumped onto me, which gave me the message she wanted me to sit her on the sink. I carried her over and continued making out with Itzy's maknae. My hands found their way towards her waist, gripping it firmly, while her arms interlocked behind my neck, forcing my tongue, which was now inside her mouth, even deeper down her throat. I removed one hand from her waist and expertly took off my belt in one swift motion, letting my pants drop to the floor.

We broke off our kissing and I looked at the goddess in front of me. Her lips were swollen, her eyes dripping with lust and her breathing rapid and uneven.

"I want to taste you.", I told her assertively.

She didn't respond but instead looked me in the eyes, practically begging me to do so, so I did.

I took off her bra and started working on her breasts. I sucked on the skin around them before moving onto the nipples. I played with one of them while sucking the other and vice versa, always making sure to threat them equally. I felt her look at me which made me assume Yuna looked down on me, probably smiling and taking a mental picture of the situation. I knew of her crush on me, the girl wasn't hiding it very well and I'm not stupid nor oblivious, but I can say that I was surprised of her courage to shoot her shot like this.

I continued moving down, liking up and down her toned, flat stomach before making my way to the main dish. She wore black semi see through panties and I quickly noticed that they were damp. I teased her a bit by kissing around her core, licking her inner thighs and biting the flesh, before diving in and pressing my tongue on her clothed vagina. She threw her head back and it was in that moment that I realized that her panties were not damp, they were soaked. I took them off with my teeth, sliding them down to her legs before raised them in order for me to take them off completely. I looked at her pussy. The scent was driving me crazy. It looked freshly shaven and, just as anyone with more than one functioning brain cell could've guessed, was very clean too. I didn't want to waste more time and dove in tongue first. I liked around her outer labia while making circles with my thumb on her erect clit. Yuna was in heaven as far as I could tell based one her moans and how hard she was gripping my hair, so I decided to add even more stimulation. I stuck my tongue inside her wet core, tongue fucking her while continuously playing with her clit and now also her nipples. After a while I switched it up, latching my mouth onto her clit before sticking two fingers inside her and fingering her. Soon enough she came, or rather erupted, as she squirted all over my face and onto the floor behind me. She looked satisfied, however I wasn't finished, so I continued eating her out and it seemed like the stimulation was too much for her sensitive body as she came again soon after, violently shanking and moaning before spraying her sweet nectar on me again.

I stood up and took off the final piece of clothing, my underwear, before taking a few tissues and cleaning my face.

Yuna looked down at me and her eyes widened after laying eyes on my dick before slowly getting off the sink and sinking down to her knees.

She took me into her mouth, trying to fit as much as she could into her before sucking on the tip. She looked up at me, still with lust, while bobbing her head up and down on my member. The bathroom was now filled with gagging and slurping noised as the blonde continued reciprocating the energy I just gave her and sucking me off. She slowly but surely took in inch after inch before going back up and gasping for air. Yuna stroked my cock, which was now completely coated in a thick layer of saliva, before getting up and bending over the sink and swaying her ass at me.

"I think that was enough foreplay, please get over here for the main course Y/n. Claim your prize."

I walked over and positioned myself behind her, however, before entering, I had an idea. I grabbed my tie from the floor and tied Yuna's hands behind her back, using my accessory as a makeshift handcuff, before penetrating her petite body. The bathroom was once again filled witg a loud moan, this time coming from both of us an a kind of perverse harmony. It was as if time stopped again. I felt every fiber, every muscle contracting on my dick. It was as tight as our schedule and as hot as magma. Yuna's pussy felt like heaven and it took everything I had in me to not cum inside her that second. I stayed still for a second, giving her time to adjust to my size before finally fucking her. I thrusted deep, hard and fast into her, fucking as if it was the last day on earth. With every thrust I felt her pussy clench around my dick and I saw her ass jiggle. With every thrust her moans reached a higher pitch, reaching octaves that she didn't even reach in the studio. With every thrust I felt the knot in my stomach growing bigger and bigger, I felt that familiar sensation boiling up and coming to a climax. With every thrust I saw Yuna's mouth hanging open wider and wider, more and more drool dripping out of her mouth. With every thrust her eyes rolled further and further into her skull. Her hands had gone limp, hands which she could've used for support had they not been tied up. All of this culminated into a climax, a climax as hard as either of us had every climaxed before, with Yuna clenching so hard around me that it was borderline impossible for me to go out of her again, before violently shaking again and dropping with her face down onto the sink. I continued thrusting throughout her climax and just as I felt the knot in my stomach about to explode I looked her into her eyes and they told me one thing- to not pull out.

So that exactly what I did. With one last thrust I buried myself as deep as I could inside her before finally releasing all of my semen into Shin Yuna's womb. Thick spurt after thick spurt shot out of my dick, coating her insides in a layer of cum, so much so that it started dripping down her thighs. I stayed inside her for a bit before finally pulling out, exhausted but still hard.

Still unsatisfied I picked Yuna up, holding her from beneath her thighs while having her back turned to him. I walked in front of the mirrors before entering Yuna again, making her release a long drawn out moan. I continued pistoling in and out of her like me life depended on it, making sure she could see her lewd expression on the mirror before slowly but surely feeling myself come to a climax again. I continued fucking her, slowing down a bit but thrusting harder than before until Yuna came, squirting onto the mirrors in front of her. Her head dropped down in exhaustion and a few seconds after I came inside her for the second time this night. I emptied out my semen before placing the exhausted girl down on the floor, seeing as a puddle of my cum was slowly building due to it overflowing or rather flowing out of her.

Yuna was breathing heavily, barely being able to hold herself upright before speaking for the first time in forever-

"We aren't done yet. I still need your cum in my mouth.", She told, no she demanded of me.

Yuna crawled towards me before taking my semi hard dick into her mouth, tasting a mixture of our cum. She licked around the tip, this time being unable to both support herself and stroke me due to her hands being tied up. She gagged on my cock, going further and further down each time, almost trying to increase her depth with each lick. I felt her throat tightening around me, making me feel things I had never felt before. She continued bobbing her head up and down until I decided that I had enough and took the lead myself. I grabbed both sides of her head and started throat fucking Yuna. The gagging got louder and Yuna got wetter. From where I was standing I could make out the shape of a smile forming onto her face. I continued bucking my hips back and forth, reaching further and further with each thrust until, for the third time that night, I felt my orgasm inching closer and closer. My thrusts became sloppier, my grip on Yuna's hair loosened and soon, with one last throb, my dick came undone in Yuna again, this time coating her throat in thick, white, hot, sticky spurts of cum.

I stayed inside her for a while, giving enough room to breathe but also making sure she kept all of my cum inside her mouth, until finally backing off and looking at what I had done to her. Her make up ruined, her chin coated in saliva and precum, between her legs was a puddle of my semen and her cum and our clothes were scattered around the bathroom. The sink was wet, the mirrors were foggy and still had her squirt on them and my pants were soaked in her juices. I looked at her and she innocently looked back, smiling sweetly before standing up and cleaning herself.

We both put our clothes back on before she walked, or rather limped, back to her members. The party was surprisingly still on going, however, it was more than appropriate for me to leave. I looked back at Yuna, bowing towards her members before seeing her wink at me and soon I left the party. I got into my car, asking my manager to drive me back to my house before checking my phone, seeing two new messages.

unknown number

>hi Y/nn. I hope you had fun, I already miss having you inside me baby. I got your number from Jihyo unnie, hope you don't mind. Feel free to call me if you want to 'spend some time' together again ;) I feel so full right now, thank you for your nutritious meal.

See you soon handsome~ xoxo -Yuna

'This girl will be the death of me', I muttered while throwing my head back. I quickly replied to her before looking at the second message.

Rina Noona❤️

>Y/nn~ I think you can tell who this is based on the name I put but I got home and I'm feeling better already. Please text me once you get home, or call me. No matter the time I'll pick up. I really want to hear your voice again baby~ I'll definitely hold you up to that offer too because I always get what I want and you just happen to be first place on my wishlist right now. Don't forget to hit me up or I'll be sad :(

xoxo your -your favourite Idol in the whole wide world.

...To be continued

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bbyquokka · 1 year

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Hey! I hope you're doing well ❤️ first of all I just wanna say I love your work (:

I was wondering if you can do a felix x female reader fluff where he's an idol doing a vlive or tiktok live and his girlfriend just pops in randomly and he's like so distracted by her that he just ends up doing the live with her sitting next to him with the stays just being super supportive of their relationship 😁 I swear I need more idol felix and x reader stuff in my life and you write them so well 😭❤️

hi anon! im going good, i hope you're doing well also! i hope you continue to love my work! thank you for the sweet request, i hope its what you wanted. pls lemme know your thoughts and opinions – i welcome all feedback!

⌢ : ⤹ 💞 going public

→ PAIRING: Lee Felix x fem!reader

→ GENRE: idol!au | fluff

→ SYNOPSIS: you and felix come out to the public about your relationship via tiktok live

→ WARNINGS: pet names [my love, darling] | established relationship

→ WORDS: 1.2k

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"Hi! Hello." Felix beams, waving to his camera. He sits back in his chair, waiting for more people to join in on his tiktok live before starting it. He fixed his beanie, smiling as the chat scrolled at a rapid pace.

"Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well." He grins, his eyes flickering as he reads some comments. He's not in his usual setting of being at the JYP building or in a hotel. Instead, his background shows that he is at someone's house. The setting looks cosy, homely.

"Where are you?" Felix reads out loud before laughing, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. "That's a secret." He winks playfully.

Many comments of "Tell us!" and speculation of where he could be, blows up the chat making Felix laugh softly. You come into his vision, behind his camera holding up a clear takeout bag of fried chicken.

You point to it, grinning as if to say "We eat?" Felix looks up at you, smiling warmly before nodding his head causing the chat section to explode even more.

skzfan95: he's probably with his parents or smth

iloveyoufelix: what if he has a gf?! Noooooo! the only person he should be with is me 😤😢

linosbunnyteef: c'mon guys, let Felix have some privacy. he is human after all, we shouldn't poke our noses into it.

"I'll be right back, just give me a second guys!" Felix stands up from his seat, walking out of view. He approaches you as you plate up the chicken and side dishes, his arms wrapping around your waist gently as he plants a gentle kiss on your shoulder.

"I've missed you, darling." His words muffled against the skin of your neck, making you laugh softly.

"What do you mean? I've been here the whole time." You say playfully, making him groan.

"You know what I mean." You hum in acknowledgement, leaning back against his chest as he sways you both side to side slowly.

"I've missed you too, lix." You whisper, looking down at the plate of food, "A lot, actually."

"I'm sorry, my love. I know my work days have been awfully long but we have a lot of stuff to plan and do. We have to record, check our choreography, and outfits. All that stuff before our tour."

"I know." You mumble, heart feeling a little heavy at the thought of being away from your lover for a long time.

"Hey." Felix softly speaks, turning you around so you face him. He cups your cheeks gently, stroking them with your thumb, "We can still talk. I'll facetime you everyday! Send you photos and videos. I'll be home before you know it, okay?"

"Okay." You mumble, pouting at him. He laughs softly, kissing your pout gently, "I best get back to the live."

"Do so. I'll bring your food in." Felix nods before returning back to his live. You continue on plating up the food whilst Felix talks about his day with the fans. Grabbing the plates, you walk to him, placing his food down on the table, forgetting about the camera.

hanswaist: what was that?!

ilikecheeze: I saw a hand!! 😱

itsaboutdriving: Nah! Felix has a girlfriend??

Felix notices the comments, a look of horror on your face. You and Felix haven't made your relationship public yet, the very few people knowing are the members. You're lucky enough that they accept your relationship with him; however, fans are a different story.

"Should we?" He looks up at you as you nervously bite your bottom lip.

"What if they hate me..?" You whisper. Felix gives you a reassuring smile, patting the seat next to him.

"They won't, babe. Come, introduce yourself!"

yoh: It's time! we're going to see his gf !!

minniesblondstreak: I wonder who it is 🤔 do ya think it could be another kpop artist?? maybe someone from JYP???? 😱😱

You scratch the back of your neck nervously before sitting down next to Felix, making sure you're in camera view. Felix kisses your cheek gently, holding your sweaty hand before looking into the camera lens.

"Everyone. This is y/n, my girlfriend. We have been dating for a few months now and we wanted to keep it quiet for a while, but we're ready to go public.”

"Hi. Nice to meet you all." You wave, voice tiny as you feel shy.

You lean forward, reading the comments. Majority of them say hello, accepting your relationship much to your relief. Many others confused, questions flying here, there and everywhere.

lixsfreckles: which kpop group are you from??

"Oh, I'm not from any group. In fact I'm just normal." You laugh, "I'm just like you guys. A normal citizen." You intertwine your fingers with Felix's as he lets you answer the many questions that are currently being thrown at you.

hansachipmunk: how did you 2 meet if you're like us then??

"Coffee shop." You laugh softly, "He was ordering coffee for the members and staff. I think he was shooting something, I could be wrong! He lost a bet and had to buy everyone coffee and that's how we met." Felix looks at you loving, kissing your cheek gently.

You continued answering questions, occasionally teasing some of the fans when they would ask for a secret about Felix. The longer time went on, the more comfortable you felt. You'd occasionally tease one another, laugh about memories. Felix being distracted the whole time, his gaze on you. His face soft, eyes filled with love. He rests his face on the palm of his hand, elbow on the table as he watches you laugh and interact with the fans. He looked like a love sick puppy, completely smitten by you and your beauty.

dolphinescream: awe! Lix is smitten by y/n!!

americanooo: this is so adorable! you can see how much Felix loves y/n!

You read the comments, your cheeks flushing pink You look to the side of you to see Felix giving you a goofy, love sickening grin. His eyes are full of love and admiration for you. A soft, gentle sigh leaves his lips. You smile at him, leaning in and planting a loving kiss on his soft lips. He hums, satisfied with the feel of your lips against his own, reciprocating your movements, your feelings. You pull away, blushing and giggle, like a schoolgirl who is experiencing their first crush.

Before you knew it, an hour had flown by. You yawned, stretching your aching muscles before resting your head on Felix's shoulder.

"Tired?" He kisses your forehead gently. You hum softly, closing your eyes.

"The chicken was good. I'm stuffed and want to take a nap with you, lix." You whine, pouting a little. Felix chuckled, wrapping his arm around you to hold you closer to him. Maybe comments such as "cute!" and "My turn when??" caught your eye, making you giggle.

"Okay guys. I'm going to go. It's pretty late and y/n is a little tired so we are going to rest a little bit. Thank you all for being here."

You say your goodbyes, waving to the camera as Felix turns off the live. He kisses your lips sweetly, smiling at you.

"How was it?"

"It was good. I'm glad they accepted me."

"I didn't have my doubts for a second."

"No?" You question, sitting up.

"Nope."

"Why?"

Felix leans in, cupping your cheeks gently before whispering against your lips;

"Because they can see how madly in love I am with you."

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fukurofanfics · 5 months

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Fukuro Part 10: Recovery

A/N: I’m back! as mentioned in a previous post, I’m helping my best friend Sang-Hoon (@bbsmuts) with his wedding, I’m the best man. Anyway, obviously Kaito has to recover before going back to fucking Yiren’s brains out, so it’ll be a bit before that threesome. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll for sure find a way to sneak some sex in here. Enjoy!

(Also, I’m writing according to what I think the characters would be like in person, not what they actually are, so they might not always be in character. Some character traits and abilities are made up by me, like Jiwon’s affinity with computers.)

-ちはる

Chapter 10: Recovery

The next few days passed by in a blur to me, a handful of events sticking out in my head. My injuries started to heal faster with our advanced medical treatments, and the doctor confirmed that I might be out of bed in a week. He said that until at least a week had passed I shouldn’t be undergoing any serious physical stress lest my injuries worsen.

Meanwhile, my libido was rising to fever pitch as I lay there, only able to use my left hand for anything, not even able to jerk off with it for fear of worsening my injuries. It was the longest dry spell I’d had for a long time, and I definitely was not enjoying it. The aggressively invasive thoughts of my three sluts and how hard I’d like to be fucking them were not helping, either.

Nor was Jiwon, who seemed to be unconsciously teasing me with her outfits. She visited me every day, and she wore such things as very, very short skirts and shorts, ultra tight tops, and the like. And it seemed very like she was doing it on purpose, because she knew I couldn’t get out of bed and revenge-fuck her.

I hoped that by stress my doctor didn’t mean what happened when she came in one night, about two and a half weeks after the incident, because there wasn’t a whole lot I could or wanted to do about it. She opened the door and slipped in, a small bag on one shoulder and a miniskirt paired with a midriff shirt displaying her body.

“Hi, Kaito.”

“Hey. What’s up?”

“The sky. Anyway, can I do you a favor?” She asked, slipping a small bag from her shoulders and dropping it on the floor.

“What sort of a favor?” I asked, hoping to God she wanted what I was wanting, as she sat down on the edge of my bed. I couldn’t see, but I felt her hand lightly graze my thigh, her index and middle fingers hooking under my hospital gown.

“Have a guess.” She didn’t waste any time, pulling my gown up over my waist. I was already hard (a state I’d been constantly in for hours) from thinking about her and all the things I’d like to be doing to her, so she didn’t need to bother with getting that done.

“Is the door locked?”

“Yes.”

“We’ll have to be quick.”

“No, we won’t. Sihyeon, Yurim, and Se-rim are off filming a Vlive, and the other two know will what we’re doing. It’s a perfect opportunity, and one that I’m not missing.”

Just to make me even more desperate, she took a few steps back and stripped, slowly and sexily, just driving me crazy even more. Her naked, pale-skinned, petite body was illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the windows (obviously lockable, reinforced windows), making me even harder.

She didn’t talk anymore once she had sauntered back over and dipped her head to my stiff cock, and I felt rather than saw her lips sliding over my length. A simple moan was not enough to express the pleasure I felt, but it was the sound that left my mouth.

“Ohh, fuck,” I sighed, “God, I need this.”

She moaned and popped off of my cock, replacing her warm tongue with slow strokes.

“You’ve been really horny, huh, trapped here in bed?”

“Ahh…you know I have.”

“Have you been thinking about me?”

“Mmm, yes, I have.”

“Thinking about how good you want to fuck your little slut?” She asked, the frequency of her strokes increasing. “I can’t wait to milk all that cum out of you.”

I shivered as she pleasured me, having nothing to do with the ambient air temperature. She was running her tongue along my cock before diving back in, throating my entire length with no difficulty. She gagged as she reached the base though, saliva gathering around her lips and my crotch. With my free hand I held her there, waves of pleasure rippling through me.

Her tongue moved around on me and applied pressure to my base while she choked. Had I been able to move my head past the fucking neck brace, it would have been writhing. Her eyes rolled into her head as she choked, gagged, and made filthy sounds in her deepthroat effort. Light streaks of mascara started tracking down her face the longer I held her there, her tongue always busy at work pleasuring me as her saliva slowly made a wet mess where her lips were locked around my cock.

She moaned as my shaft slid out of her throat and I finally let her up, gasping for breath, though she had neither tapped out nor shown any signs of needing to be let go.

She looked at me, eyes alight and glittering in arousal, hair slowly becoming more matted, mascara streaks increasing in number, and lower face a complete mess of spit, and said one word, the one syllable laced with more arousal than I had ever heard before.

“More.”

I grabbed ahold of her ponytail again and shoved her head back down all the way to the bottom, holding her like before and gagging her. She gave a whimper as best as she could, her enjoyment clearly showing on what little of her face I could see as her eyes performed the usual upward roll. I groaned through tightly clenched teeth, not wanting to cum so soon, wanting to draw this moment out.

“I’m gonna fucking cum,” I said. “It fees so good!”

She had been down for at least thirty seconds, her face was slowly turning redder as my cock starved her of oxygen. Had I not been on the verge of cumming, I would have appreciated and applauded the way she persevered and made such and effort for my pleasure.

“I’m about to cum,” I said, panting, putting every effort into not doing it. She was no longer in need of my hand, she was holding herself down. I felt it coming, irrevocably racing towards me, about to slam me as she bobbed her head, driving me deeper into her throat and about to milk the cum out of me.

“Fuck!” I almost shouted, involuntarily bucking my hips into her face, gripping the pole on my bed so tightly it could have broken. “I’m cumming, yes Jiwon, I’m fucking - aaagh!”

The sound that I made was quieter than I had predicted, though still loud. My mind went entirely blank, pleasure invading and overtaking my entire being. My world disappeared in an intense orgasmic high, and I barely registered the incredibly arousing expression on Jiwon’s angelic face, and she lifted her head partially to allow my cum into her mouth, giving a satisfied little whine as the shots of cum fired into it.

She lifted her face off for a moment and let the final few spurts shoot onto her face, sighing a small “ahh” as the warm substance coated her closed eyes.

“Oh my God.”

I spoke these words a minute later, after recovering from Jiwon’s incredible blowjob skills. She crawled up across the bed, laying across my torso with her legs spread over my waist, slowly grinding her sopping heat against me.

“How was it?”

I reached with my usable hand and squeezed her ass.

“Fucking amazing. Lord, you have no idea how much I needed that.”

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.”

My cock twitched as I acutely felt the heat of her pussy grinding on me, and she felt it too, smirking.

“Eager, are we?”

“Fuck yes I’m eager, I’ve needed your pussy for as long as I’ve been sitting here. In other words, too long!”

She sat up and poised herself above me, teasing me with the visual of her body as she continued her grinding, intentionally closing her eyes and opening her mouth in a moan just to taunt me.

“Stop - fucking - teasing me,” I said with a real moan as her wet slit slid over my hypersensitive tip, “just fuck me!”

“As you wish,” she smiled, “but remember,” she added, her smile twisting deviously, “I’m in control now.”

I had no idea just how seriously she meant that. Jiwon got off me and picked up the bag she had dropped off and pulled out a pair of hinged black handcuffs, the kind that allow a very small range of motion, and quick as a flash before I could react at all, she clicked them into place on my wrist, locking it to the bar of the bed. Where the hell she had gotten those I had no idea.

Then another idea seemed to pop into her head. She walked back over to where she had stripped, stooped, and picked up the small, pink panties on the floor. Walking back over, she reached over and stuffed them into my unprotesting mouth, her pussy tastable on the garment.

“Hold those for me, will you?”

But instead of getting back on top of me, she settled once more between my legs, face dipping again to my cock.

So long as I could relieve stress and sexual tension through her, I didn’t really care what she did to me to produce that outcome, though I still longed for her pussy.

Her warm, wet tongue slid over my length before her mouth engulfed me once more. I felt my tip poke the back of her throat before sliding pleasurably down it, meeting almost no resistance as Jiwon speared her throat with my cock but still feeling so, so good.

I wished that my hand was free, longed to be able to intertwine my fingers with her silky hair and hold her down, thrust my hips into her face. But she had different plans, hence the handcuffs.

The usual gatherings of saliva around her mouth were beginning to form as she started bobbing her head up and down, working my cock in and out of her throat. My pleasure at this point knew no boundaries when she pushed my entire length into her throat, squeezing me and pleasuring me to new heights.

“Fuck - Jiwon - you’re gonna make me cum again,” I moaned, my cock throbbing, feeling it irrevocably coming, “Don’t stop now.”

I should never have said a thing.

She throated me a couple more times before feeling me tense, which was her warning, and she let up, stopping my orgasm short.

My eyes, which had closed when I was supposed to be cumming, flew open to see her smirking evilly at me.

“You remember the first time you fucked me, and you wouldn’t let me cum?” She asked, and I let my head sink (the inch I had managed to move it) back with a despairing groan. I had intentionally kept her from cumming many, many times, so this would be quite as bad for me if she decided to drag it out.

“Consider this your retribution.”

Once she had determined from my breath and heartbeat relaxing that I was safely distant from cumming, she dropped her head back down to start the process over.

And so she did it again, and again, and again. I was becoming increasingly desperate for my long-awaited orgasm.

“Fuck!” I gasped through her panties when she stopped abruptly for the fourth time, “Stop it! I need it, I need to cum! Just let it happen, please!”

Most of what I had said had come out as muffled, garbled nonsense, but I could tell she got the gist of it from the devious expression on her face.

Had my dignity been a person, it would have been slapping me in the face a lot for quite literally begging Jiwon to let me have it, but at this point and in this moment I was so desperate that I would have done just about anything.

I felt the familiar sensation of her giving me false hope as she shoved my cock all the way down her throat, sucking passionately, but something about this time felt real, like she wasn’t playing games anymore. With my cock lodged in her mouth, I saw in my periphery one hand of hers sneak down past her waist and disappear between her thighs, and a second later she started moaning into my dick.

But accompanying the pleasure she was giving me, I also had a strange feeling, like we were being watched. It wasn’t the horror movie type of feeling, but it felt like we had a voyeur. I cast a gaze around the room and saw nothing. The door was shut and locked, no one was at its window, obviously no one was in there with us, and the walls’ windows were clear. It couldn’t be more than a pleasure-addled delusion.

And then my eyes found the beaming red light of the security camera. Someone was on the cameras.

Jiwon had noticed nothing and was still throating me with energy, bringing me nearer to the climax I no longer cared about. I could do nothing to warn her, since one hand was cuffed to the bar and the other was attached to an arm in a sling. I couldn’t verbally communicate this to her either, due to the underwear in my mouth.

She reached up and pulled them out, feeling me nearing my peak and wanting to hear my vocalizations of pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum in your fucking throat,” I panted, my hand straining against the restraint, wanting desperately to pull her head down and keep it there. “Don’t stop, let me have it, I’m gonna cum, yes!”

She lowered her head further, pushing every inch of my shaft into and down her tight, squeezing throat and held it there, carefully but firmly massaging my balls with her free hand, successfully trying to coax my cum out of me.

Tears gathered in her eyes and spit dribbled from her mouth, her eyes rolling back and then half-closing in her effort. Her tongue slowly poked out of her mouth, tracing a path along my balls. It was her heavenly expression that sent me far past any edge in existence.

The sound that left me was more a tremendous “ah” than anything else as the initial pleasure overwhelmed my senses and threw my brain into overdrive. My eyes shut tight when I started blasting her throat with my load, which set her off as well. Her eyes, which had momentarily opened, closed again, and she gave a wail of pleasure into my cock as her juices splattered the sheets.

Apparently she still wasn’t done. After a minute she got up again and unlocked my handcuffs, my orgasm-withholding torture over.

With that she climbed back onto me and spread her legs over me, done messing around. Jiwon bit her lip and closed her eyes as she sank down onto me, my cock easily sliding into her due to how wet she was.

I gave a quiet groan, reminded once more of her insane tightness. She let loose a soft whimper as her hips began rocking, driving me in and out of her suffocatingly tight pussy.

“Ahh - I would smash you so fucking hard if I could,” I said, moaning more as she continued riding me with vigor. “I would bend you over this bed and pound your fucking brains out.”

“I’d love it so much,” she replied with a cry, bouncing up and down, her breasts jiggling entrancingly, “so thick and big, deep inside me, mmm yes, I want it.”

Instead, of course, she settled for riding me, gyrating her hips on me. Her head fell back as she lost herself in the motion, a long moan escaping her open lips as her eyes closed.

“I’m getting close,” I vocalized my pleasure, almost whispering in the dark. “Really close.”

“Me too,” she moaned, laying forward, and I felt her breasts push against my pecs.

She drove me in and out of her at a steady pace, each buck of her hips bringing my closer, like a wave washing a boat onto the shore.

“I’m cumming again,” I gritted my teeth, speaking through them. “Keep riding me.”

The instants before I released it in her were like an eternity, and in them I could have counted a minute, an hour, a lifetime, it didn’t matter. Intense pleasure filled every fiber of my being, it felt like I was floating for a moment. Then my actual release brought me back down from the gates of heaven.

An indecipherable cry was the only thing that left either of our mouths when I spurted my cum deep into her pussy and she squirted messily, leaving me in a mess of cum and juices, panting heavily and still in utopia. I was softening inside her, but she didn’t make a move to get off me. She was breathing deeply, eyes closed.

“Fuck.” She said, about two minutes later.

“What?”

“That was…incredible.”

I didn’t respond for a moment, giving a small grunt in an effort to keep my moan contained as she rolled off me, making my cock slide out of her.

“Yes, it was. You have no idea how much I really needed that. I’ve been trapped here in bed, not able to do anything.”

“I know, Kaito, I know the feeling.” She said sympathetically. “I wasn’t able to have you, either.”

“True, but you could do something else. Only one of my arms works, and I can’t use it anyway.”

“Yeah, I guess. I did do some things with Yiren, but it’s just not the same.”

“You fucked Yiren without me?” I said. “I’m jealous.”

“Yeah, well, we didn’t do much, I wanted you there when we did.”

“Fair enough. I would definitely want to see that.”

She hit my shoulder playfully. “Perv.”

“Oh, shut up.”

She laughed. “It’s fair, if I were you I wouldn’t want to miss it either.”

“Man, the thought of that alone is turning me back on.”

She laughed again, then reached down to feel.

“Already? We just fucked.”

“Ah, well, you can’t blame me, that mental visual is insane.”

“Do you want to go for another round?” She asked.

“Nah, I’m spent. Tomorrow, maybe.”

“Alright. I’m a little bit tired too. After all, it’s getting late.” She commented. “Why don’t we just sleep?”

“Sounds good to me.”

She settled in the bed, her arm snaking along my abdomen and wrapping around me in a loving embrace. Her face was nuzzled against my chest, and soon she was sleeping peacefully, breathing deeply. Each breath pushed her breasts against my side, and I wondered vaguely how long it would be before I could be out of bed and caressing them.

No thought of what consequences would come if we were to be found in the morning entered my head, and I too soon slipped into a deep slumber.

Morning came quicker than expected. I had been sitting there, awake, thinking for the millionth time over the events of these past weeks. The full impact of what I had done and been through still hadn’t caught up with me, and I was still contemplating how I had been lucky enough to find myself in such a perfectly coordinated situation such as this.

She stirred with a light moan and brought her head off the pillow, looking adorable when she was groggy. The blankets had slipped off her during the night, and the morning sunlight shone on her naked body, giving her skin an almost golden glow. It reflected off her hair and made it shine, and the image was perfection in my eyes. If I could have taken a picture with my eyes, I would have captured her in that moment.

She turned on her side to face me, sliding under the blankets.

“Good morning.”

I didn’t respond momentarily and kissed her, caressing her waist and hips.

“You look so beautiful right now.”

She giggled, but her playful attitude did nothing to disguise her renewed lust at my touch. Her hand slid up my arm, her body moving closer to mine. I placed my hand on her inner thighs, slowly sliding closer to her pussy.

“God, you turn me on so much,” she said, giving a small gasp as my fingers slid further towards her entrance.

“The same could be said for me,” I replied, teasing the small opening with my index finger, much to her ecstasy.

“Kaito, I can’t,” she moaned, legs opening despite her words, her body wanting more. “I have to - I’ve got to - ahh…”

She gave up the struggle as three of my fingers penetrated her tight hole, pumping quickly.

I curled my fingers towards myself and found the rough patch on the upper wall of her tunnel, and rubbed it furiously. She yelled out uncontrollably and clamped her thighs over my arm, writhing in pleasure and giving short, staccatoed yelps.

“Kaito - please - more! It’s so good!”

She was clutching at my arm while my fingers moved inside her, hands trembling and pussy exerting a death grip on the digits.

“A-ahh! I’m fucking cumming soon! Don’t stop!”

I moved faster, knuckle-deep inside her squeezing pussy, driving her wild without any effort.

“I’m gonna - I’m gonna - fuck, I’m gonna cum!” She panted, head thrown back and mouth open. “It’s so - so good, please!”

I had no idea what she was begging for but it was very sexy. She was in so much pleasure that she seemed incapable of making an intelligible sentence. Her words became nothing more than slurred moans.

It was insane how wet she was and how fast I was able to bring her to an orgasm. Her slick was leaking over my fingers, and it was me finally making contact with her g-spot that sent her over the edge. She exploded over my hand with a stream of her juices squirting out. She arched her back and shouted out in bliss, mouth gracefully open in her cry of pleasure, and then she relaxed, her walls still pulsing with her heartbeat. She let loose another, softer “ah” and then went limp, trembling slightly.

I glanced at the door and my heart stopped: A face was looking back at me, one I recognized as Yurim’s. The face vanished from the narrow window as soon as its owner realized I had seen her.

“Shit!” I shouted out loud, sitting upright, then grunted in pain, my ribs and neck aching all of a sudden. Probably due to the sudden exertion.

“Hmm?” Came Jiwon’s voice, still dreamy and blissful.

“Fucking hell, Yurim just saw us! Oh shit, this is bad…”

I ran my available hand through my hair, panic immediately starting to seep into my senses. If Yurim had just seen us, she would go to tell someone else. Who? Eun-ji was safe, Yiren was safe. My heart skipped another few beats as I realized, with a sinking feeling, that she would probably go straight to Sihyeon and tell her what she’d seen.

Jiwon was coming out of her trance, and she noticed my expression.

“What’s the matter?”

“Yurim just saw us!”

“What?!”

She sat bolt upright, staring at the door.

“She’s gone!” Jiwon leapt out of the bed, throwing on her clothes in a rush. “Argh, there’s no way I’ll catch her, the elevator’s probably already left.”

She left anyway, hurrying out the door, leaving me to my own pounding heart and panicking mind. But my pulse slowed down when Jiwon didn’t return. Maybe she had caught up to Yurim in time, maybe we weren’t fucked. Or maybe Yurim went and confided in Yiren, in which case we were also safe.

“Joonhon?” I said into my earpiece. “Can you get Hwang-ja to come in here?”

“Sure thing, sir.”

It had reminded me, I hadn’t had a chance to talk to Hwang-ja since I had seen him go off into the bedroom with Sihyeon. I had been in a hurry to meet Takahashi, then I had been injured and out cold for three days, so I hadn’t really been thinking about it.

A couple of minutes later he appeared in the doorway and entered.

“Hey, Hwang-ja.”

“Hi, Kaito. How are you?”

“Good. I’ve not had a chance to talk to you since I had to leave to Takahashi. So,” I continued, smiling slyly, “how was Sihyeon?”

His face immediately turned the color of tomato soup and his feet shifted guiltily.

“You - you knew about that?”

I grinned wider, beckoning him closer.

“Yes, she wasn’t exactly quiet. I didn’t even have time to leave before she started moaning.”

“Well…” he looked at his feet before stilling them and speaking quietly. “She was incredible.”

“I expected no less,” I replied, grin spreading even wider.

“But Kaito, this can’t reach anyone else. The others would flip out if they knew.”

I looked back at him, the grin slowly fading from my face.

“Of course.” I said, more seriously. “While we’re on the subject, I have something to tell you as well.”

“Let me guess, you either fucked Yiren or Jiwon. Am I correct?”

I stared. Had we been that obvious?

“Uhhh…yeah. Both. How did you know?”

It was his turn to grin. “You weren’t exactly inconspicuous. You didn’t think that’s what I thought every time you disappeared with one of them onto the roof?”

I shrugged. “I figured someone would work it out eventually. But not just the two of them, either…I fucked Eun-ji, too.”

I felt like honesty was just the best option here, and besides, it felt good to tell someone else. He goggled.

“You’ve gotten three of them? Damn, Kaito, I didn’t think you were the type.”

“Hey, in my defense, Eun-ji came after me, not the other way around. And now that I think about it,” I added, “I haven’t approached any of them. It’s all been them.”

“Wow,” he said, looking truly impressed, “and I thought you were lucky enough to just date Yiren by herself. But getting approached by three of them? Goddamn…got anyone else in mind?”

“Yes,” I made myself admit, struggling not to laugh. “Yurim.”

He chuckled. “Typical, I have to say. Well, good luck. And of course, Sihyeon is off-limits.”

“Obviously. I can’t deny that I would love to pound her witless, but I guess now you’ve claimed her. Still, if we add Se-rim to the mix I’ll have five…”

“And that’ll be enough.” He said firmly. “I’m fine with it, but I don’t want their careers to be derailed by such a distraction. A friend of all of you I may be, and a member of their management team I still am. Just try not to throw them off, okay?”

“Of course,” I said earnestly, “I would never. Trust me, I value their careers as much as they do, because had their careers not become a thing I would probably be dead right now.”

He nodded. “I expected as much. You’re a good guy, Kaito, in my opinion the best any of them could find.”

He pulled up a chair and sat down, facing me.

“Thanks, Hwang-ja.” I spoke in a low voice, a failed attempt to disguise how much the words meant to me.

His expression softened slightly more.

“You’ve had it tough, man. And you still found your way out of it remaining a good guy, and a good friend. I’m glad you got this opportunity, grave though the circumstances may be. And I’m really glad Yiren has found someone she likes enough to date. It’s probably still trying to work itself out in your brain.”

I laughed. “You have no idea. My brain started failing around the time I walked into their dorm the first time.”

He laughed along with me. “It’s reasonable. But now, you have Yiren as your girlfriend. I can think of no situation in which you’ve been happier. Even with major head trauma, whiplash, broken ribs, and the inability to use one of your arms, you’re still cheery as ever. And if I’m not much mistaken, it’s because of Everglow.”

“Of course it is. I wouldn’t have even gone to meet Makoto had it not been out of fear for the welfare of you and the girls. It was a small risk anyway, but even the smallest risk to the lives of my favorite people on the planet will not go unnoticed.”

He nodded.

“And speaking of girlfriends,” I said, “are you and Sihyeon dating or are you just fuckbuddies? I’m curious.”

“It’s not official yet,” he responded, a faint blush creeping back up his cheeks again, “but it will be soon. We’ve fucked three times since you were out, and I won’t lie, I’m addicted.”

“Good,” I said, smirking, “now you get how I feel about Yiren, Jiwon, and Eun-ji. Soon to be Yurim, as well.” I added as an afterthought.

He snorted. “May as well test your luck once you’re out of bed. What makes you think she’ll agree?”

I considered for a moment. “She saw me and Jiwon fucking earlier.”

He raised his eyebrows and laughed again, shaking his head. “You still found a way to fuck her even stuck in your position. Predictable, but I’m kinda surprised. So you have a voyeur now?”

“Apparently, and I think she was watching on the cameras as well, last night.”

“Cool. I must say, I’m also surprised that so many of them are attracted to you. That’s some kind of rizz, my man.”

“Hmm…I guess. Four out of six, possibly five if Se-rim happens to like me as well.”

“Five already,” he corrected me unabashedly, “Sihyeon already admitted to feelings for you, she’s just more attracted to me.”

His chest puffed up a little more.

I smiled. “Can’t deny it, a pull is a pull.”

“Facts.” He grinned back.

And in that moment, it felt just like old times when him and I would go to the bar together and talk over a couple of shots of chūhai. We would talk together, laugh together, those were good times.

“Hwang-ja?”

“Kaito?”

“I’m glad you’re here with me in this godforsaken cube, really. None of this could have been a thing had it not been for you.”

He nodded. “True. I’m glad I was able to be here as well. But had it not been for your dad, we would have never even met.”

I looked at him. “Really? That’s how you two met?”

“Yeah, didn’t I ever tell you?”

“No, I guess not.” I replied, then looked at the wall opposite me and sighed. “It’s just - I’m so grateful that I was able to arrange this, to have you all here. It makes it hard to be sad about the end of the world. But sometimes I feel like I didn’t deserve it.”

He reached over and shook me by the shoulder.

“Kaito, you deserve this more than anyone, any other Forever, I’d say. You’ve had it rough in life. You’ve sacrificed so much for us. So much money, time, and effort. You still care after losing your parents. I was so sad to hear that - that they died. Your dad was such a great guy…” He hung his head for a moment.

Sometimes I forgot that Hwang-ja had been a very close friend of my father’s. I looked up at his partially bowed head and saw a glimmer of a tear in his eye.

“It was horrible. And it was all because of those - fucking - creatures.” I said the last three words through gritted teeth. “That’s why I’m out to get them. That’s why I want every last one dead. They indirectly killed my parents and I want them gone.”

“Kaito, the last time you had a tussle with a Fukuro it didn’t go too well.” He said, nodding at my ribs. “Even when you had a squad drilling them with .50 cals, they still got the better of you. Do you really think it’ll be a good idea to go at them again?”

“Hwang-ja, the difference is, last time it was a hasty, thrown-together plan with no beforehand thought. This time it’ll be a long, properly thought out plan of action that will ensure that every single one dies. And no one gets killed.”

He was silent.

“I hope you’ve got something good in mind then, because they arrive in January, which is not even two months away.”

“I know that.” I said. “I’m going to have one last outing before they come, for Yiren’s birthday, I won’t miss that for anything. And then I set the plan in motion and all those bastards die.” I slammed my fist into the bed on the word.

He was quiet for a second. “Good.”

“Anyway, moving off that subject.” I said. “I’ve been wondering - do you generally get presents for the girls at birthdays and Christmases?”

“Every year.” He replied. “Why? Have something special in mind for Yiren?”

“Indeed I do. Very nice indeed.” I smiled.

He gave the faintest snort. “Apart from fucking her senseless, I mean.”

“Alongside that, I actually do have something. I’ll tell you but you can’t tell her.”

He nodded. “Alright, shoot.”

“I already have a necklace. My mom’s. Really pretty, solid gold chain, diamond the size of my fist at the end. But the special part is, I’m infusing it with that toxin so she’s protected wherever she goes.”

He nodded harder. “Very good, she’ll love it.”

“I know. Like I said, it was my mother’s before she…yeah.”

But Hwang-ja was looking very thoughtful.

“Hang on,” he said, clearly puzzling hard, “if that toxin can be absorbed by anything, then why not put it in bullets?”

I grinned. “And so he figures it out.”

“So you’re telling me,” he said, starting to look incredulous, “that that was your plan the whole time?”

“Indeed it was.” I said, smiling wider. “Infuse the bullets so they actually do something, and then kill the Fukuri from ages away with sniper shots.”

“Kaito, that’s genius!” He almost shouted, jumping out of his chair as though he had sat on a tack. “With bullets like that, we could take down every one there is! And what about explosives? That would be even more effective!”

“I’d thought of it.” I said. “But it’s only effective if the shrapnel finds its mark, which are not good odds. I’ll stick to bullets, which are faster and more accurate.”

“That makes sense. But seriously…that’s so smart, I can’t believe I didn’t think about that earlier…”

“Why would you have? There would have been no reason for you to be thinking about it, up until very recently. And even recently, you wouldn’t have.”

“Guess so.” His phone recieved a text, and he checked it. “That’s Sihyeon,” he said, a faint red stealing over his face. “Best go see what she needs…”

“Alright, have fun smashing.” I grinned as he departed.

This left me with only my thoughts. It was, until Yiren opened the door.

“Hi, Kai, how are you?”

“Hey, Yiren. I’m good.”

She smiled and sat down.

“Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask you,” I said on a sudden thought, “what happened right after I came back?”

“Well…” She took a moment to consider. “We saw Jeong-ho’s helicopter fly in and I was relieved. I went out to meet you, but then they rushed past with a stretcher, and I had a funny feeling it was you on it, but I couldn’t really get a good look. I and all the others, even several of the servants, followed your team up to the hospital floor and then they set you down on the bed. You weren’t looking good, you were bleeding from a lot of spots and barely breathing. They hooked you up to a lot of machines which I don’t know the names of, and your pulse was very, very slow. We all thought you were - you were dying.

“But then your pulse started back up. I was trying not to get my hopes too high, in case the monitor flatlined, but I couldn’t help but hope you were fighting your way back to life. And you were.”

“I don’t remember much,” I said, “but I can remember waking at different points for a few seconds and seeing you there, every single time. I dreamed about you,” I added unabashedly. “And you were the last thing I saw in my head before I was knocked out. I thought I had been killed, but I was at peace because at least the last thing I saw was the face of someone I loved. Your face. It wasn’t really too bad when I went out on thoughts of you.”

Her eyes were looking very very wet again, so I beckoned her closer. She practically leaped out of her chair, and hugged me tightly.

“Don’t you worry now,” I said in a low voice, wrapping my arm around her and patting her back, “I’m here, and I’m safe. And you are too, so long as you’re with me.”

“I love you, Kaito.” Her hug became infinitesimally tighter.

“I love you too, Yiren.” I replied, stroking her soft black hair with my fingers. “More than you could ever know.”

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Min Jisoo (민지수) is a fictional South Korean-German Vocalist, Dancer, Songwriter and Model under JYP Entertainment. She made her official debut on March 25, 2018 as the Main Vocalist, Lead Dancer and Face of the group of the mixed group Stray Kids.

About Jisoo

Profile * Relationships within the Group * First time meeting the boys * Relationships with other Idols * Idols having a Crush on Jisoo * Inside Jisoo´s Phone * Jisoo´s Playlist

Outfits

I am NOT * I am WHO * I am YOU * Coachella 2023

Pre-Debut

No way * Practice * Moving In * Moody * Study Session

2018

Slow Down * Aftermath * Purr-fect * You promised!

2019

Movie Night * Jisoo answers Fan Questions

2020

Trouble in Paradise * [SKZ VLOG] Jisoo: JiJi´s LifeLOG 1 * That´s not how you use a knife! *

2021

Kingdom Ep. 1 * Kingdom Ep. 3 * Artist of The Month * Kingdom Ep. 5 * Kingdom Ep. 6 Sports Festival * Kingdom Ep. 7 * Kingdom Ep. 8 *

2022

Studio Time * Idol Radio * Breathless * Haunted * No practice for you * Practice gone wrong * Jakarta * Gayo Daechukje 2022 * SKZ REPLAY * You and Me *

2023

Coachella 2023 * Jisoo in the Desert * Gold Mine Race *

Misc.

Learn the alphabet with Jisoo * NCT/SuperM Taeyong moment * Kingdom Interactions * Idols Jisoo gets shipped with

SNS

Instagram 080223!-I.N , 200323-Hyunjin

Twitter 1 , 2 , Coachella

Bubble 1, 2, 3, 4

TikTok 1 , 2 , 3

Broadcast

SKZ-Talker * SKZ Player 1 , 2 , 3 * Youtube * VLive

Compilations

Jisoo being jealous of Hyunlix * Jisoo vs Spiders * Hongjoong and Jisoo being "Friends" * 5 Times Chan got tricked into resting * 5 Times I.N let Jisoo baby him *

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blue-jisungs · 2 years

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Hihii!! Your writings are so incredibly good like you deserve to be one of the big 3 writers of kpop fanfic dead serious here. Can i request random moments with idol yeonjun!! In the dorm, practice room, with the members. Just random moments while dating yeonjun :))

soft moments with yeonjun

a/n. WHAT!! thank you so much for such kind words i’m gonna cry, you’re so sweet 😭😭 and thank you for requesting!! it was so fun to write ㅠㅠ somethimes i wanna give this man the biggest hug possible ... you can find taehyun’s version here! :D

also fairy of shampoo my fav song always and forever <\\3

[ WHENEVER I SEE HER ] you opened the door from the practice room with your arm because your hands were busy.

"jun, i bought us some chic–" you started but stopped in your tracks, eyes landing upon dancing yeonjun. he, on the other hand, didn’t even stutter. you watched him in silence, heart filling with joy and pride.

when he suddenly stopped and came up to his phone, grabbing it, you realised he was filming a tiktok. you closed the door and once you turned back around, your boyfriend was already standing in front of you.

"hi baby" he pressed a quick kiss on your forehead, taking off the bucket hat and handing you the phone while taking away the bags with food "what do you think?"

as your eyes were focused on the screen, watching yeonjun’s swift body movements, his were fixated on you. he didn’t fail to notice how your smile grew wider, e/c eyes filled with admiration.

you watched till end and gave him back the phone with a grin.

"what can i say, my boyfriend is the most talented person i’ve ever met. you nailed the dance. i think you should post it" you hummed and saw the tips of his ears turning red "now let’s eat. i bet you’re hungry"

[ I’M NOT LONELY ] yeonjun went backstage with jeongeui and beomjune, chatting with them. still in his racer-y outfit, soft smile on his lips as he was in a good mood after inkigayo but above all, he couldn’t wait to see you. this week was so busy for both of you and you barely had some time together. he just wanted to plop down on a couch and watch a movie while cuddling you… or go out on a walk–

"isn’t that y/n?" he heard jeongeui’s chuckle and his head snapped towards the direction she was talking about. his smile grew wider as soon as he saw you running towards him. his co-hosts started laughing at how adorable you two were but honestly, it was so heartwarming to see how his whole face lit up.

"catch me!" you yelled and thanks to his quick reflexes, it was possible. with loud laughter erupting from the near people, you jumped onto yeonjun, legs wrapping around his waist as his hands held you in a secure way.

"you’re impossible" he scoffed as he spun you around.

"i love you too" you grinned and cupped his face, smothering him in kisses. you felt his smile grew wider and cheeks becoming warmer.

[ EVEN WITH MY SAD HEART, IT DISAPPEARS FAR AWAY ] "you’ve gained weight" yeonjun’s eyes stumbled upon a mean comment on vlive. he knew he can’t worry about such things yet his head started filling up with negative thoughts. he smiled softly, shaking his head. "did i?"

he heard the doors open and saw you in them, shaking your head. a soft smile sprung over his lips.

"even if, so what? will you love me less?" he teased, holding eye contact with you. you grabbed your phone, typing aggressively.

he scoffed when his phone started buzzing like crazy from the amount of received text messages. and he read them, the bitterness of a mean comment washing away into forgetfulness.

loml, y/n <3: CHOI YEONJUN YOU ARE PERFECT

loml, y/n <3: EVEN IF YOU GAINED WEIGHT THEN SO WHAT YOU ARE HEALTHY AND LOOK PERFECT

loml, y/n <3: IGNORE THE MEAN MOAS >:(

loml, y/n <3: I’LL GIVE YOU THE BIGGEST HUG ONCE YOU FINISH THE VLIVE

loml, y/n <3: EAT MY BOY EAT

loml, y/n <3: I LOVE YOU

see 16 more…

[ SHE’S MY FAIRY OF SHAMPOO ] you yawned, the light from the freezer making you squint your eyes. but you noticed the ice cream you wanted and grabbed them, closing the door.

as you searched for a spoon, as quietly as you could, you didn’t hear the footsteps. but someone put on the light, making you close your eyes from the sudden brightness.

"y/n, what are you even–" yeonjun whispered but noticed the ice cream in your hand. he turned off the light.

"what? i was in a mood for some ice cream" you sighed, cracking an eye open and sighing in relief when you saw that he turned off the light.

"aren’t those kai’s tho?" yeonjun asked, stepping closer to you.

"he ate mine so i guess we’re gonna be even" you hummed, sitting down. yeonjun just scoffed as his eyes looked at the clock. 5:53am.

"you know what?" he sighed, smiling softly. you just hummed because your mouth were full of the sweets "i want some too…"

[ FROM THIS MOMENT ON ] you and beomgyu bursted out laughing, your stomach aching from the amount of laughter today. you couldn’t help it though, he was fun to be around and–

"you’re even better than me at this!" beomgyu grinned, shaking his head. turned out that you can clown yeonjun’s verse in blue hour even better than gyu and the two of you were amazed by that discovery.

"yah, y/n! are you with me on against me?!" yeonjun scoffed, crossing his arms. he tried to act cold but he had to fight the urge to smile because seeing you laugh like that, being happy like that… made his stomach erupt with butterflies.

you just pressed a finger to your nose and…

"neoneun naman-ui special–"

"yah!" yeonjun couldn’t hold it longer and laughed along with you and beomgyu.

[ I WILL LOVE HER ] you opened your eyes, feeling of yeonjun’s warm chest against your back making you feel fuzzy and cozy. you snuggled even closer onto him, if that was possible. but because of that, yeonjun woke up.

"look who woke up" he hummed, voice muffled because of his face buried in your hair.

"good morning" you mumbled, searching for his hand. yeonjun giggled softly at your actions and grabbed your hand, interlocking fingers with you.

"let’s just sleep a little longer" yeonjun whispered and how could you turn him down…

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pupphe-additions · 4 months

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✬Additional Information on Evie pt 1✬

Evie is diagnosed with PTSD and OCD. She has also mentioned that she suffers from depression and severe anxiety as well, and other issues that she isn’t comfortable sharing.

Evie is very good at masking her emotions.

She is very open about her struggles with mental health issues and often likes to help give advice to Stay who may be struggling as well.

Evie enjoys it when Stay asks her to sing for them whenever she does live streams for them on vLive or Instagram.

With that being said she is much more confident in her rapping than she is in her singing.

Whenever she is overwhelmed or has a hard time she likes to call her brother Hudson, she has said many times that he is her best friend and one of her favorite people.

Evie likes to only wear one contact lens as wearing them in both tends to make her right eye really red and itchy. She also said that she finds heterochromia to be extremely beautiful.

Evie stopped being overly affectionate with the boys on camera due to a lot of people speculating that she’s dating one of them. Don’t let that fool you though she still enjoys hugging, cuddling, napping, hand holding, and kissing the boys on the check and such.

Evie has admitted to having a girlfriend in the past but won’t specify when or who it was.

Evie mentions that she is very interested in studying astrology and likes to do tarot readings.

She will refuse to go out on stage if she stands out too much in her outfits, she wants to be styled similarly to the boys and hates when she looks like she’s meant to be the center of attention all the time.

Often will sort of smack the back of whoever is in front of her as a way to stim.

When she messes up a word in Korean she will stare at the camera with a disappointed look before fixing her mistake.

When at award shows she likes to hold the hands of whichever member she is sat next to as award shows make her anxious.

She needs a lot of reassurance after what happened on the show and she talks often about how she feels extremely unworthy to be with SKZ and to have debuted at all.

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ot7stan4life · 3 months

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“I Want You” (Dami ver.)

Dami (Dreamcatcher) x Female Reader

Word Count: 1300

Summary: After you’re forced to watch for half an hour on the sidelines as Dami’s photographed in her Calvin Klein sports bra and denim jacket, you can’t help but take out your sexual frustrations on her when you’re finally alone… even if that means interrupting her vlive.

Warnings: (implied) sexual content

You knew Dami was in your shared room doing a voice vlive and you knew you definitely shouldn't bother her until she was done, but the sight of her in a tiny cropped denim jacket and matching jeans left unbuttoned for the photoshoot showing off her Calvin Klein bra and boxers and her smooth, tan stomach made you lose sight of all rationality and walk into your room anyways.

She was talking to the fans about something (and you were too distracted by the fake tattoo on her hip to be bothered by what that something was), barely noticing or minding your presence. Had she known the thoughts running through your mind after an entire day of seeing her in that outfit, she probably would've shooed you away immediately, fearing the things you might do or say to her while the fans could hear.

But, she couldn't possibly know any of this as you got in bed and slid in between her and the wall, an innocent expression on your face disguising your true intentions. She simply sent you a curious glance, her attention still mostly on her phone as she scrolled through the live chat. You leaned onto your elbow and held your head up with your hand while you watched her fingers flexing as she flicked them across the screen. Just the simple action sent your mind wandering to past memories of late nights shared between you and her and a heat started rushing through your body.

When she brought the phone closer to her face to read something out loud, you watched her lips move, licking your own at the thought of what they tasted like. She shifted her jaw in thought, moving your gaze to her jawline and down her neck. At her movements, the muscles there tightened and relaxed, making you subconsciously swallow. You couldn't explain what it was, but something about her neck was so attractive and only worsened the burning in the pit of your stomach.

Dami must've noticed you staring, her eyes meeting yours with a curious expression. She raised her eyebrows, a hint of amusement on her lips. Well... until she finally recognized the look in your eyes. In that moment you scooted close enough so that your sides were touching and your faces were mere inches apart. You bit your lip and glanced at hers before sliding your hand down her body and placing it on her warm, bare stomach. The feeling of her soft skin was addicting and your fingers slowly moved lower until they met the waistband of her boxers.

You could tell your actions caught her off guard because her eyebrows raised slightly and she had to clench her jaw to stop herself from gasping. Although Dami wasn't one to give her feelings away easily, her tinted cheeks exposed just how much you were affecting her. Without sparing a second, you closed the distance to kiss her... except your lips never met, her hand shooting up to grip your neck. The panicked look in her eyes told you that she had done it in fear that the fans would hear, but her hand placement didn't have quite the effect she wanted it to.

"Yub-" you started to whine in protest but, with one hand preoccupied with her phone and the other loosely clutching your neck, she had no choice but to cut off your voice with her lips. Finally, you sunk into her mouth, showing her how much you’d wanted her all day with just one kiss. You kept her bottom lip between yours, prolonging the kiss for as long as possible. She let out a staggered exhale against your cheek through her nose and followed you as you pulled back slowly. It may have just been so that your lips didn't make a sound with their release, but the way she didn't seem too concerned about the voice live at that moment convinced you that she did it because she didn't actually want you to pull away.

Either way, when it ended, she still gently pushed you off of her, making sure to lightly remove your hand from her waist before looking back at her phone and quickly reading a comment in hopes that the fans weren't suspicious of the long silence and, more importantly, that they didn't hear any of what just went down between you two. Dami usually scolded you for your unprofessional behavior, but it was obvious that she was never actually mad at you. And you sometimes even wondered if she got off on exhilarating moments like these where you both knew you’d be in massive trouble had the fans somehow found out what was really happening.

For the next few minutes you decided not to test her patience and instead laid there on your side, staring at her. She was clearly uneasy after what just happened and thankfully ended the live not long after. Once she was sure it was turned off properly, she faced you. Unlike what you expected, she didn't start ridiculing you for your careless actions, but instead shoved your shoulder to lay you flat on the bed and climbed on top of you, situating herself between your legs.

Dami was never one to be this aggressive and you found your head spinning with both lust and confusion as she grabbed your neck again to kiss you deeply. Her other hand held her up so that all her weight wasn't on you, leaving a gap between your bodies. You took advantage of the space, putting your palm on her flat stomach while running the other across her side until you reached her hip. You felt her shiver at the ghost of your fingers across her skin and smirked into her mouth, remembering how sensitive she was there.

This made her pull back from your lips and look down at you. She appeared less like the warm, soft woman you were used to and now looked intimidating. You breathed heavily, keeping her intense eye contact as her hand travelled down your arm to where your fingers were toying with her waistband. She grabbed your wrist and abruptly pinned your hand above your head, leaning over you again and whispering, "Is this what you wanted?" Her voice was calm but threatening and it sent a tingle through your body. You’d never done anything to elicit this sort of reaction out of her and you didn’t know yet whether to be thankful or regretful for your previous actions.

You swallowed hard, feeling your pulse race from how different she was acting. Your head nodded on its own in response but she didn't seem satisfied.

"Say it,” she commanded in a deep voice. Her lips grazed across your jawline as she leaned in to whisper in your ear, “Tell me what you want." You shivered.

A few seconds after her words, you felt her fingers intertwine with yours where she held your hand at the head of the bed and your heart skipped a beat. You knew it was her way of reminding you that she would never do or say anything to make you uncomfortable. When you didn't answer immediately, she was probably worried that she’d taken it too far. But you needed her to know this is exactly what you wanted. So you replied,

"I want you."

That was all it took for her to pull back and capture your lips in hers, spending the rest of the night granting your wish over and over again until you were both satisfied.

**This imagine was transferred over from my Wattpad account OT5Stan4Life**

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