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beomnoullitheorem · 19 hours

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Prince!jjun hard thought, MDNI!

Warnings — breeding kink, Unprotected sex, dirty talking, cream pies, mentions of past creampies, name calling, punishment (?), Soft-Dominant!jjun, Submissive!reader, PIV SEX, SEX IN ANCIENT TIMES! DO NOT COME AT ME FOR THIS IS A FICTIONAL DRABBLE COMPLETELY HARMLESS!!

Too long, sorry. Drabbles never drabble for me (T^T)

Prince!jjun who has been watching since the whole day, so swamped that you didn't spare him a single glance for you know, you should atleast greet him but being the royal maid you are, who is one of the best maids and you're summoned by many. The very fact that Yeonjun never once taken a teeny tiny liking to. It boils his blood and the blood can only escape to his dick and once again, he's hard though he's angry. It is your duty to come to his room and everyday pleasure him. How is it that the time clicks midnight and yet, you're not in his chambers, so late.. did you forget that you have prince to take care of? Yeonjun can not come to stomach that his little maid has bailed him out this whole day and you can actually pass a day without his milking his cum? No that's not what your prince has preached you for, Yeonjun decides to search for you.

His quest for his little maid comes to end as he finds you in the balcony, on the brick-made railing in the balcony allowing you sit on it, which has made you wear the moonlight as a jewelry and you're taking in the cold, soothing breeze filled with the aromatic scents of the garden down the palace, the same breeze which blows your hair and unveils the little details of your pretty face and of course your modest white maid fit with a few pearl ornaments that Yeonjun has brought for you to wear, you are such a pretty forbidden woman for he couldn't make you his. Either way, you're still his, you should remember that and come to your prince.

"A beautiful view, Y/n."

You are so lost in adoring the moon and the gorgeous beauty outside castle, it is not until his nasal rasp that trespasses your ears that you have acknowledged his presence. Yeonjun does notice that. You immediately jump down the window since you couldnt descend your legs so short and you bow to him, "Y-Your highness, I apologize for my ignorance. How m-may I help in order to compensate for my negligence?" Your voice so small and meek, your state so flustered, how innocent could you act when you have ignored your prince?

"You wanna compensate, my maid?" Yeonjun's moving towards you as he leads you to the railing as your waist touches the cold brick. Your prince has now caged between his arms as they block your way out and your eyes can not endure his burning gaze, his face inching closers to yours and his broad chest touching your perky boobs. He is so close, you are drenching down there already. His hands trail up your arms that held the railing back, weakening your hold on it as his touch, though on your clothes has you tingling from your bones.

The hands that so caress your arms reach your the hem of your open neck and grab your dress and rip your gown, he exposes your boobs and the more his hand worked the more your clothes tattered as he leaves you all denuded in the balcony of the palace, where anyone could see his debauchery with you. "Y-Your highness, Anyone could see m-me, I can't be viewed l-like this-" "Ssh! You deserve to be punished, and no one will look at you so lecherously except me, understand?" He index backed up by his shush shuts you up and his other hands groping your breasts only made you drip pre-cum from your weeping cunt. You can't believe, this is the length you could go for your prince. Yeonjun can't believe, this is what you let him do to you.

That very epiphany only excites his furious cock. "Look at the moon," Yeonjun whispers as sweetly as ever and you obey, though the moon is what you've been watching for a while. Your turn your back on him and look at it as he directed, "Yes prince?" He pulls you back as your ass hits his clothed bump of erection and you're pushed onto the brick railing, as your boobs rest on it and your head is outside the balcony as you gaze at the garden down.

"You forgot to take your prince's cum today?" Yeonjun's threatening words transmit into your ears for your head is completely pulled back by your hair fisted in his hold as his other hands knead your rosy, cushiony boobs that shine violet in the moonlight. "Tell me, slut." Yeonjun's hands are really caring as they pleasure your breasts, but his words are so mean, you know you did the wrong and you shall take the punishment for not taking his cum as you do, everyday. "I-I didn't m-meant to for-get, please I-I'm sorry my prince." Words are barely coming out of your throat as his hand on your neck caresses and chokes a little when you speak, Yeonjun chuckles at your answer. "What should you do now, my maid?"

"Take your cum and let you breed me." Yeonjun laughs proudly at your answer and it isn't long before he stuffs his huge cock in you and yelp in pain. Your gentle prince who always made it pleasurable for you as he fingered your pussy, today he didn't, for his fat cock that always spilled loads in you >///< his pace is already perfectly fucking set in a punishing way, every thrust of his, which always kissed your cervix didn't kiss this time, it hit so hard, and you are already weeping after a few moments he started thrusting, his hands grip your waist in order to pound into you for you losing your composure at each thrust wrecking all the senses in you, his royal embroidered suit touching your back as he leans in on you, "Is it hurting, my whore?" His questions in between fucking you always make you wanna snap at him, cause he knows once you try to speak, you're wailing in pleasure cause that's how you're so delicate for his touch and cock, his charisma even in such lecherous moments actually affecting you, just as he froths the hearts of the women in kingdom. "Y-Yes." It barley comes out of your mouth and his thrusts fasten. "It should hurt, you know you shan't ever forget to pleasure me, Y/n."

You couldn't tell what he is doing, if he is punishing or pleasuring cause that's not how you are, to find pleasure in punishments but his cock could compel you to be a cumslut and your pussy could make him forget every troubling emotion, you know that through your bones as it doesn't take long for you to spasm around his cock and Apologize for not taking his cum today when you know, that's what helps you function, the royal semen of his which always filled your walls with ivory white. "I-I am sorry, please fill me up, my prince," you yelp out a full sentence which could call for so much attention, but is his cock not making witness electric bolts as it still rails in your in oversensitive pussy which just has come undone, you couldn't care less about anything.

"What was that, slut?" Yeonjun can't speak without moaning such a mean sentence so sweetly, either way as if you're designed for this prince so dirty, you get his intention and moan along, "Please, want your cum, my prince." Yeonjun's pace doesn't falter, if anything, his hips only hit harder. "Beg for it, darling?" Oh this is it. His saccharine tone of manipulation that he uses on you, the same thing he sweet-talked you into this secret relationship so forbidden with you, yet you know you pined after him, so you commit such an exciting debauchery. Afterall, he flutters your heart. Who's heart doesn't flutter for him, for such a gorgeous prince with a heart of gold and a mind so dirty? What prince would punish you with so much care and treat you so good? He is the prince, who soared you to the skies of pleasure for he instead desired for your spread legs, doting on your lasciviously enticing cunt which he so fucks good everyday. "Please, my prince?" Your sobbing voice with a sweet plea does a lot to him, it boosts his pride that you can not work well without him fucking you everyday, it only flutters his cock that you need him. It isn't long until he pulls you in a wet, dirty and breathless kiss, as he thrusts his one last thrust for he achieves another of your orgasm, for you know that's the one thrust which is gonna fill you up as you smile into kiss letting him enter his tongue and absorb all your moans in and you cum again, with your prince cumming in you; a thick, huge load of semen rains in your cunt which groped him and he breaks the kiss as he pulls out. His hands still not deserting your weak body with no almost no strength as he swings you up in his arms, princess-carrying you like the prince he is. His cum leaks out of your cunt which makes you feel only debauched but Your hands tangle around his neck and a discomfort erupts in your eyes which he does notice.

"That's my maid, you should always pleasure your prince. And I dismissed all the guards, servants and everyone. So don't worry, its only I, who could get to absorb the godly beauty of yours, darling."

That's when you know, you're down bad for your prince. >//< He always tends to you like you're his only, the fact doing so many things to your heart that so flutters for him.

A drabble never drabbles for me.

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pommpuriinn · 2 days

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪. 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉’𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝑒, 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜

｡𖦹°‧ pairing ｡𖦹°‧ - idol!yeonjun x superstar!oc x idol!jungkook

｡𖦹°‧ synopsis ｡𖦹°‧ - a love triangle between Hollywood’s sweetheart, Korea’s golden maknae, and Gen Z’s IT boy. Estrella is a very busy woman never had time dating with all her photoshoots, movie offers, recording sessions, dance practices, and public appearances. As she’s doing a little world tour promotions for her latest album ‘You & Me’, and let’s just say that stop last a little longer and it becomes a little too interesting.

જ⁀➴. Estrella Blue

The entertainment world’s sweetheart. Has been acting and modeling since she was 11, and started her music career in 2020 in an unknown entertainment company with her manger, Megan Kim. The company is now called Starlight Entertainment which Megan named after her one and only artist who massively helped build and create the company’s name. The world fell in love with her debut song ‘Love Bites’ which reached number one spot on the billboard’s top 100s. Even though she was familiar to some people before, now she’s in everyone’s heads and in every billboard or magazine covers all over the world.

જ⁀➴. Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook is apart of the biggest kpop group BTS. Who made it not just in Korea, but worldwide. He is youngest member in the group who’s fill with passion and talent that catches the hearts of millions. Along with his cute face and built body that nobody could resist. Which got him the nickname Korea’s golden maknae.

જ⁀➴. Choi Yeonjun

Tomorrow x Together may be the junior group of BTS, but they don’t fall behind their shadow as they have built a name for themselves. Yeonjun is the oldest of the group who aced all their training evolutions back then, and still carries that determination in his work now. With constantly going viral for his performances and fashion choices gave him the name Gen Z’s IT boy.

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saursoob · 8 months

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CHOI YEONJUN TEXTS - “should i ditch & leave?”

synopsis: yeonjun goes to the bar without you for the first time

genre: fluff // warnings: drunk yeonjun, mentions of kissing, yeonjun refers to y/n as a woman

ENDD PLS REC WHAT OTHER TEXTS I SHOULD DO‼️

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bountycancelled · 5 months

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chasing that feeling

(yeonjun x reader)

synopsis | in which, as his best friend, you know that yeonjun's a non-committal, flirtatious for the fun of it, playboy through and through. you know that every subtle touch you feel, someone else has felt from him too. every honeyed word from his pretty lips, someone else has heard being whispered to them before. you knows he's bad, you know he'd never even consider you romantically, but for some twisted reason, that doesn't stop you from liking him. from chasing that feeling.

content | smau with written chapters as well, toxic yeonjun, I repeat, TOXIC YEONJUN, bff! yeonjun, hopeless romantic reader, maybe some ??? x reader, mentions of alcohol and drug use, angst on angst, might be angst no comfort? idk yet. (each chapter will have specific content warnings though)

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a/n: I'm back on my writing too many things at once bullshit, what can I say? what can I say? what can i-

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ithinkabouttzu · 2 months

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Cuddle Weather || Choi Yeonjun

Warnings and Genre! Kissing and romance; fluff

Word count! 1035

summary! When the weather gets wild, y/n knows just where to find comfort: in Yeonjun’s arms.

a/n: this is a 6th member AU and y/n is gn!! Hope you all enjoy <33

VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL 💘💌

You were awoken by the fierce wind outside ripping through the trees, creating a screeching sound that crashed loudly into your ears, causing you to cover them tightly with your hands. You took a deep breath.

breath in. breath out. breath in. breath out.

It was a technique that Yeonjun taught you whenever the weather got bad. He knew your fear of thunderstorms and he always helped you through them, one way or another. Whether it was teaching you breathing techniques to get through it, or just holding you during the storm, it helped you get through the rough weather. You had been checking the storm coming all day beforehand. A bad thunderstorm had been meaning to come to Seoul, and it was finally here. You took a look by your nightstand. 12:07 am. read on the alarm clock. You didn’t sleep through it all, sadly, but instead it had woke you up amidst your deep sleep into a slight discomfort. You wanted it to stop, so bad. Thunderstorms were a horrible fear of yours. The big loud booms right next to your room never failed to send you wrapped up in your blanket, hiding away from it all as if the storm itself could catch you at any moment.

BOOM the loud noise rang out, shaking your apartment complex violently. “please make it stop” You whispered to yourself softly. Hurrying your hands to your ears and covering them quickly. Without any hesitation, you got up from your bed and made your way to Yeonjun’s room. ‘Everyone must be asleep’ You thought. Looking throughout the quaint apartment as you walked your way to his room across the hallway. All of the lights were turned off and the house was completely quiet except for the loud storm outside.

When you finally reached your destination you stopped. Would it be rude to wake him? The thought lingered in your brain for a moment until you made your decision of knocking on the door quietly. No answer. You tried again with a little more force, but still, no answer. “Of course he’s not going to hear it, he’s probably fast asleep” You scolded yourself quietly. BANG the loud thunder shook the ground beneath you, it made you cringe in discomfort. Without another thought, you made your way slowly into his room, carefully tip-toeing to his bed trying to remember the outline of his room to help you with the complete darkness in there. You tried your best not to trip over any one of his things. His room was surely messy and the absolute darkness didn’t help either.

When you finally reached his bed you could faintly make out his figure lying down, seeing him curled up closely to his pillow snoring softly. It was a sight to see, his natural resting face was simply handsome. Yeonjun was quite the opposite of you if you were being honest. He loved the rain, it helped him fall asleep so easily, and he never bothered much for thunderstorms but it did help him relax. He reminded you of the rain in some way. Dark, mysterious, comforting and there’s no telling what everyone would do without him. “Y/n” You heard his familiar sleepy voice, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Hey” You said softly, even though he promised to be there every time there was a storm, you still felt rude to ask, especially in the middle of the night. “The storm keeping you up?” He asked you in a sleepy raspy tone. It’s like he could read your mind, understanding the situation you were in immediately. He scooted over to the other side of his bed, inviting you in with his hand. “Come in. You shouldn’t be alone with it storming outside” You shook your head up and down in return. Taking up the offer, and quickly joining him into the bed. You enjoyed the warmth his body brought to you. It made you feel immediate comfort and relief, he made you feel safe in the best way possible. “Always come to me when you can’t sleep, alright?” He whispered to you closely. You breathed him in, him being this close to you made your heart flutter. “Okay, I promise” You whispered back to him. You and him were both facing each other. It seemed as though you couldn’t get any closer to him. You looked into his eyes, trying to find a reason why you felt your heart jump out of your chest every time you looked at him, but then it hit you.

He was the kindest man you had ever met, and to you, he was home. It was easy to admit to yourself that you had feelings for him. You had ever since you met him, but how thin can the line between friends and lovers really get? It seemed as though you were going to find out if he kept looking at you like that, so closely. Maybe you were just restless, or the weather was making you delirious, but you swear that maybe he has the same feelings as you, especially by the way he’s looking at you right now. After staring into you eyes softly for what seems like forever, He pulls his lips toward yours slowly. His kiss is warm and tender, bringing all of your worries to a halt. Your mouths move together in motion as you and him express the feelings you both held back for so long. It was perfect. You raise up from the kiss, needing fresh air and quickly finding your face buried into his neck immediately after, hiding your face from him as though he could see the crimson red on your cheeks even in the pure darkness. From all the events that just occurred. It was comfy there and soon enough you fell asleep almost immediately in his arms. You didn’t need to say anything to him, everything that you two needed to say was already explained in that perfect kiss, now all you had to do was finally get some sleep. As the storm raged on, he kissed your hair softly before drifting off to sleep with you. “Goodnight. I love you.”

This was really cute! I hope you all enjoyed very much! If you did, make sure to like and reblog, I love you guys sm! 💗

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junoswrlld · 5 months

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✩°｡⋆episode 7-- 2 baddies 2 baddies🎧✮

synopsis -- You're an aspiring photographer who crosses paths with a famous boy band member, unaware of his secret identity as Spider-Man. As you become closer, you're thrust into a world of fame, fan culture, and the revelation of his hidden persona.🕷️🕸✮

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note... this chapter is just to set up the next one ALSO nai made a silly lil cameo in this teehee

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tyuninthemirror · 11 months

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— blender: c.yj

— pairing: idol!yeonjun x idol fem!reader — genre: angst — word count: 1702 — disclaimers: not proofread! mentions of eating, signs of cheating, adding of minor characters (lee know, bangchan and hwiyoung) — synopsis: part 2 to bad omens. — series masterlist

— author's note: i'm back and kickin'!!! a bit rusty and short, but i hope you enjoy it!! alsoooo! do let me know if you think part 3 should be a happy ending or not XD

"Y/N!" Minho called as you entered the JYP practice room. You smiled and ran over to your cousin, giving him a big hug.

"Uh, hi, I'm here too," Bangchan interjected.

"Hi, Chan," you chuckled, hugging the other boy. "What are you guys up to?"

"Just planning a special stage," Bangchan answered, grabbing a bottle of water from the table. "Congratulations on your comeback! Did you receive our bouquet?"

"Of course I did," you grinned, unlocking your phone to look for a photo of the said bouquet. "I posted it on my SNS and all!"

After a couple of minutes of catching up, you, Minho, and Bangchan make your way to the cafeteria to grab some food. It wasn't unusual to see you at JYP since you and Minho met up almost every week.

"So, Y/N," Minho said, clearing his throat as you three sat down with your food. "Are you seeing anyone?"

"Do I have to answer that?" you chuckled, looking down at your food.

"So you are?" Bangchan teased, wiggling his eyebrows. "Who is it?"

You were just as close to Bangchan, so it wasn't embarrassing to share details like that, but when you didn't answer, a frown formed on both their faces.

"L/N Y/N, don't tell me you're still doing that thing with Choi Yeonjun?" Minho growled. Your eyes watered at the tone of his voice.

"Y/N," Bangchan sighed, "I know he's a great guy, but you shouldn't waste any more energy on someone who can't reciprocate your feelings…"

"Easier said than done," you mumbled. "You know how much he means to me."

Besides the other TXT members, only Minho and Bangchan knew about your arrangement with Yeonjun. Although they were good friends with TXT, they knew what was going on wasn't healthy for you at all.

"He might be your first love, but he doesn't have to be your last, you know," Minho said, grabbing your hand from across the table. His heart ached for you, you were one of the sweetest and most giving people he knew, and he was watching all of that being taken advantage of. "It's not the end of the world if you don't end up with him."

"Why don't you try seeing other people?" Bangchan suggested with a small smile.

"Wouldn't that be unfair to the other person?" you asked.

"That's literally what Yeonjun is doing," Minho rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but…"

"Look, Y/N, what if you just went out for coffee? Like not a date, but you just hang out and have coffee?" Bangchan explained. You thought about it for a moment, it didn't sound like a bad plan.

"That sounds okay," you nervously chuckled. "Alright, I'll try to ask someone to get coffee with me."

"Don't worry, we already have someone in mind." Minho mischievously grinned.

"Y/N!!! Welcome~" Huening Kai sang as you entered the VIP room of the restaurant.

"Kai," you chirped, hugging him, careful with the wine in your arms. "Congratulations on your first Inkigayo win!"

"Is this for us?" Soobin grinned, pointing at the bottle.

"Of course," you giggled, passing it to the taller boy. Your eyes landed on Yeonjun who was chatting away with Taehyun. When he meets your gaze, he winks at you, and your heart skips a little beat.

Bang PD decided to throw a small celebration dinner for TXT on their first Inkigayo win, and you were invited by Kai earlier that day. You looked around the room to see some Seventeen members and other HYBE staff.

"Oh? Is it just us?" you asked, noticing that the seats were nearly full as you took a seat next to Beomgyu, giving him a side hug. It was your indirect way of asking if Yunjin would show up today.

"Yeah, just a small dinner celebration," Beomgyu responded. You hear the chair scraping and you turned to the other side to see Yeonjun sitting on the seat on your other side. He throws an arm over your shoulder.

"Hey, miss me?" he whispered in your ear. You feel your face heat up as you respond with a nod.

With how Yeonjun was acting, you knew she wasn't showing up tonight. Whenever Yunjin would be somewhere you two were, Yeonjun was always distant, and quite frankly, would act annoyed at you. But whenever she wasn't, forget his 'stop hurting yourself speech', he'd be just as into you as you were into him, and you loved the attention. So did he.

You were sharing a 6 person table with boys, and you watched gleefully as Taehyun began cutting the meat on the grill.

"Are you coming over after dinner?" Kai asked excitedly. Besides Yeonjun, you spent a lot of time with Kai because of your similar interests in food and movies, so oftentimes you'd go to their dorms to hang out, and of course, end up in bed with the eldest member.

"Obviously," Yeonjun snickered from beside you.

"I can't," you scratched the back of your neck.

Five pairs of eyes look at you in shock. You've never said no to staying over before, not even when you had a schedule to get to at 4 am in the morning.

"Damn," Soobin whispered. "Are we in an alternate universe or did a clone come and replace Y/N?"

"Got plans later, Y/N?" Beomgyu asked, nudging your side.

"Yeah, actually," you nervously replied. "I'm meeting a friend later."

"But it's like 9 pm now," Huening Kai pointed out.

"Well yeah, we're just getting coffee," you explained.

Beomgyu's eyes widened. "Are you going on a date?!"

Yeonjun nearly choked on meat at Beomgyu's words. You? Going on a date at night?

"That doesn't sound too safe, Y/N," Yeonjun frowned. Beomgyu rolled his eyes at Yeonjun's remark. Though he knew about you both, he didn't like the arrangement. You were friends with all the members, and although Yeonjun was like their brother, they didn't like how toxic your relationship with Yeonjun was.

"I'll be fine," you waved it off, popping another piece of meat in your mouth. "Besides, it's not a date, we're just meeting for coffee."

You kept telling everyone that it wasn't a date, but you made it a point that if Yeonjun asked you to not go tonight, you would cancel your plans.

"Well, who are you meeting?" Yeonjun demanded to know.

"Hwiyoung from SF9."

"Yeonjun, calm your ass down," Beomgyu groaned, annoyed as Yeonjun continued to pace back and forth the living room where the other boys sat playing games.

"It's almost midnight and Y/N hasn't responded to my text," Yeonjun angrily muttered, glancing at his phone for the 6th time that evening.

"She's a grown woman, I'm sure she's fine," Soobin said, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him.

"Don't you rarely text her back anyway?" Taehyun asked.

"He's just angsty because Y/N finally decided to see someone else," Beomgyu snickered. "Don't expect her to text you back till tomorrow morning."

Yeonjun glared at the younger boy, annoyed. He wasn't angsty, he was just worried.

"Hwiyoung though? They'd look good together," Huening Kai commented and the other boys nodded in agreement.

"She said they were just meeting up for coffee," Yeonjun reminded them, trying to keep his cool.

"Please, when you tell us you're getting coffee with Y/N, aren't you two at her place hooking up?" Soobin raised an eyebrow. "Is this any different?"

That remark shut Yeonjun up and a sense of dread filled him.

By the time it hit 12:30 AM without a word from you, he decided to call, even after the others told him not to.

"Yeonjun?" your voice said over the phone. Yeonjun let out a sigh of relief when he heard noise in the background, indicating that you were still out in public and not somewhere alone.

"Hey, Y/N, just calling to make sure you're home," he said, playing dumb. He definitely didn't think this through.

On the other line, you freeze up for a moment. Did Yeonjun just call to check up on you?

"Umm, I'm still out," you answered after a brief pause, peeking over to Hwiyoung who sat across from you.

"It's passed midnight, will you be done soon?" Yeonjun asked, his fingers crossed. Now that he thought about it, he doesn't remember the last time he called first.

"Yeah, soon?" you answered, unsure. You glanced at the watch on your wrist, you were having a great time with Hwiyoung you didn't realize it was already this late.

"Will you come over then? You could stay the night."

A thousand thoughts ran through your mind. You looked up to see Hwiyoung giving you a small encouraging smile.

"Alright, I'll be there soon," you say before ending the call. You give Hwiyoung a sad smile. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, Y/N. I should be glad you even agreed to meet up with me.," he chuckled, his contagious smile causing the corner of your lips to raise along with his. "You don't know how long I've asked Minho."

"He never told me," you shyly answered, a blush forming on your face. You felt like you were in high school all over again.

You spent the night getting to know Hwiyoung and eventually managed to open up about your feelings for Yeonjun, not wanting to lead him on. You were surprised at Hwiyoung's understanding of the situation and even encouraged you to take your time to sort things out.

"Will I get to see you again?" Hwiyoung asked just as you were about to part ways.

"Of course," you nodded. He moves closer to give you a hug which you gladly reciprocate, and you can't help but feel the difference between hugging Yeonjun and hugging Hwiyoung.

"See you soon, Y/N."

You ended up in bed with Yeonjun that night, but you couldn't help but feel guilty. Hwiyoung was nice and understanding, and you knew he liked you, just like how you liked Yeonjun, but you couldn't help but feel bad about being in Yeonjun's arms that night when you just had a great time with Hwiyoung.

And then you began to wonder, did Yeonjun ever feel bad about sleeping with you when he was out there chasing someone else?

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finallydelight · 1 year

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Always The Fool | Ming Chapter

January 25, 2023

''I'm not a bitch for doing this, right?'' Ming looked over at Seungkwan, who sat next to an eating Vernon at the kitchen counter.

The main vocalist shook his head. ''Of course not! Yerimie, we're talking about your feelings here. If you want to stay friends with the guy, you are in your full right to do so.'' Seungkwan assured her, almost angrily wanting to get his point across.

Ming nodded to herself, knowing he was right. ''Yeah, I feel kinda bad, though.''

''Why?'' Vernon looked up from his bowl of ramen.

''Because I'm rejecting him, nobody likes to be rejected, Vernon.'' Ming said, matter-of-factly. She was a little surprised by his question, the man had been sitting quietly eating his food with his headphones on ever since Ming came to talk to Seungkwan.

He made a face that translated to ''that's fair'' and went back to his ramen, his head slightly bopping to the music in his ears.

''Don't listen to him, Yerimie. He's an airhead.'' Seungkwan dismissed Vernon's words, knocking on the rapper's head as if knocking on a door. Vernon confusingly glanced up at his friend. ''You hear anything? There's nothing in there, just air.''

Vernon slapped Seungkwan's hand away, but had a small grin on his face, seemingly enjoying the teasing. ''Shut up.''

''When are you meeting him again?'' Seungkwan focused himself back on the woman in front of him.

''Tonight, after his practice at the company.''

Seungkwan simply nodded. He seemed to have a thought on his mind as a mischievous smile slowly made its way on his face, a puzzled Ming looking at him. ''What? I don't like that smirk on your face.''

''You're rejecting Yeonjun, does that mean you want to be with someone else? Someone named Mark perhaps?'' He grinned at her, conveying his words in an innocent way.

Ming had an unimpressed expression. ''That's none of your business, oppa.''

''Oh, come on! Why won't you tell me?'' He groaned, frustratedly.

''So you can tell it to Jungwoo again?''

Her comment seemed to shut him up as he scoffed before looking away, pretending to be busy observing the kitchen. In contrast to the offended Seungkwan, an amused Vernon smiled up at her. ''Hehe, good one, Yer.'' He laughed in that monotone voice of his.

''Eat your damn ramen.'' Seungkwan slapped the back of his head.

''Hello, Noo-nim.'' Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Kai greeted her as they walked out of the practice room, bowing their heads.

Ming respectfully greeted them back, laughing to herself as the four younger guys still hadn't worked up the courage to use an informal tone with her. ''Hey, guys.''

She walked into the room and a sweaty Yeonjun occupied the center of the room, sitting down on the floor. Ming grabbed a cold water bottle from the mini fridge and walked over to him, standing over him while handing him the drink. ''I think you need this.''

''Thanks, Yer.'' Yeonjun chuckled up at her, gently grabbing it from her hands.

She sat down in front of him, watching him chug the water until there was nothing left. ''Yeah, I really needed that.'' He laughed, putting the empty bottle down on the floor,

''I guess you really gave it your all today, huh?'' Ming took in his sweaty form, looking him up and down.

He nodded. ''Comeback is getting close, everything needs to be perfect,'' he breathed out, leaning on his arms, ''you wanted to talk?''

''Yeah…'' On the entire way to the building she had tried to suppress the nerves she was feeling in her stomach, feeling guilty for what she was about to do. ''You see, I've been thinking a lot these past weeks about, uh, us,'' Yeonjun sat up straight at the words 'us', realizing this was a serious matter, ''and I- you know, it's not fair to you that I-''

''Yer?''

''I really tried to give it a chance, I really did-''

''Yer?''

''But it's just hard-''

''Yerim!'' Yeonjun exclaimed, stopping the woman from finishing her nervous ramble of rejection.

Ming looked at him wide-eyed, taken aback by the interruption. ''What?''

''You want to stay friends with me?'' The sentence almost made her cry. His voice wasn't accusatory or offending, it was gentle. His face carried a soft smile, not his signature smirk that would make her flustered on any other given day. He expressed no anger, hurt or disappointment.

It was acceptance.

''Yes.''

Yeonjun nodded, still carrying his painfully beautiful smile. ''It's okay, I understand.''

''You-you don't want an explanation?'' Ming was caught off guard, this wasn't how she had replayed it in her head 100 times the past weeks.

''What is there to explain? You don't feel that kinda way about me, it's as simple as that.'' It felt almost concerning to her how well he was taking this.

Ming frowned. ''Aren't you supposed to be like angry at me or something?'' She nervously laughed, a horrible habit that she showed when in uncomfortable situations.

''Why would I be angry at you?'' He chuckled, shuffling so he was sitting closer to her. ''If that's how you feel, I can't change anything about that. Am I a little sad? Sure, but I respect you and your choice.''

''I would rather have you yelling and screaming at me,'' Ming mumbled, looking down at the ground, ''I kinda deserve it.''

Yeonjun put his arm around her. ''Hey, don't feel bad for doing this. I'm happy to stay friends with you, it might be a little weird for a while now, but that's just how it is.''

''Aren't I supposed to comfort you?'' She glanced at him, a smile coming through on her face.

He laughed at her words, relieved to see her lose some tension in her body. ''Maybe, but I don't want to see you upset over this.''

Ming laid her head against his shoulder. ''I'm sorry that it took me this long to figure out, I mean you're an attractive guy, maybe I just misunderstood my feelings for a while.''

''It's okay, Yer. I'm just glad you're being honest with me, I appreciate that a lot.'' He put his head on top of hers, reveling in the comfort it brought to them both. Silence overtook them, each taking in the words they exchanged with one another.

Ming's guilt was lightly consoled by Yeonjun's assuredness that her feelings were valid and that he understood her. Meanwhile, Yeonjun's mind was clouded by one simple question.

''Yer, would you answer something for me?''

''Of course.''

''Did you choose him?''

She was taken aback by the question, not expecting him to know about the other guy that she still hadn't talked with in over a week. ''What?''

''Mark.'' The name quickly made its way off his lips. Her expression must have asked the question for her as Yeonjun quickly followed up. ''Don't worry about how I know, I'm just asking as a friend.''

''Minhyung isn't responding to me, he thinks you're my boyfriend.'' Ming revealed to him, a big sigh leaving her mouth.

It was Yeonjun's turn to be puzzled. ''Why does he think that?''

''Seungkwan told one of his members that you were, because our Chan said I was on a date with you.'' She explained, rolling her eyes at the memory.

''What date?''

''The one you canceled last minute.''

''Oh.''

Ming chuckled at his realization. ''Anyway, he's on tour now, so I'll probably talk to him when he gets back.''

''What are you gonna tell him?'' Yeonjun didn't mean to come off as gossipy as he did, but his curiosity got the best of him.

''I'm gonna explain to him that it was a misunderstanding, that we did go on a few dates with each other and about our, uh, kiss,'' she nervously scratched her voice, ''but that you're not my boyfriend.''

''And?''

Ming gave him a confusing glance. ''What and?''

''Are you gonna confess your feelings for him or what?'' His straightforwardness caused a wide-eyed reaction on Ming's part. ''What are you saying?''

''Oh, come on, Yer! You've just broken my heart, can I at least know whether you love the guy or not.'' Ming was baffled, while Yeonjun's smirk had made a return.

She stared at him for a few seconds. ''I mean- I'm not, uh, I'm-''

''Oh my god, you're in love with him.''

''I'm not!''

''Yes, you are!'' The female idol remained quiet, looking away from him.

In love with Mark? Is she in love with Mark? She hadn't thought about that question too much for whatever reason. Maybe it was the heartbreak that was usually followed by the realization of being in love with someone. Maybe it had been the avoidance of her feelings so as to not be smacked in the face by them.

A hand on her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts. ''You should tell him, Yer. From what I've heard of this guy, he feels the exact same about you, maybe even more.''

''Why are you telling me this? You should be telling me to go fuck myself or something.'' Out of all the people that she thought would advise her to confess to Mark, Yeonjun would be the last one on her list.

''Because I want you to be happy, you deserve to be happy.''

The two didn't share much else, both content with the conversation that had taken place. They had embraced one last time, before Ming bid him goodbye and left the practice room. The walk back to her car wasn't as agonizing as she imagined it would have been when she woke up that morning. It was sort of freeing.

She momentarily opted to go back to her own room, but there was someone she needed to talk to first, before disappearing in the comfort of her own space.

''Chan?''

It seemed as if the apartment was empty, but an opening door proved it not to be. ''Yes?'' Her friend's voice echoed through the hallway.

''Can you come here for a second?'' She called out for him, taking off her shoes and dropping her bag on their couch.

He walked into the living room, wearing his usual gym attire. ''What's up?''

The moment he stood in front of her, she lifted her and flicked his forehead. ''OW! What was that for?'' Chan yelled out, his hand covering the spot where she hurt him.

''That's for telling Yeonjun about my business with Mark.'' Ming told him, taking a seat on the couch.

He watched her sitting down, rubbing his forehead. ''W-what? His caught face brought her much amusement.

''I'm not mad at you, Channie. I just spoke with Yeonjun.'' She tells him as he sits down next to her.

''You did?'' He looked surprised at her words. ''And? What did you guys talk about?''

''Me and Yeonjun are staying friends, Chan.'' Ming admitted to him, pouting at her brother's sad face.

Chan looked down at the ground. ''Really? I thought you two would be good together.'' He told her, mirroring her pout.

''I'm assuming you did your best, but you can stop with the matchmaking now, okay?'' Her head found its way on his shoulder, showing him she wasn't upset of any sorts.

He chuckled, nodding his head. ''I guess, I only did it with good intentions, though.'' Chan grabbed her hand, rubbing his thumb.

''I know, I know that.'' Ming embraced her best friend, somehow touched by his scheming that she assumed had been going on for quite some time. Chan's arm rested on her lower back, his face tucked in her neck.

''So, you-''

''I'm not telling you anything until I've talked to Minhyung, you idiot.''

January 29, 2023

''Is Myungho here?'' Ming opened the door to Universe Factory, curiously glancing around the studio.

Jihoon shook his head. ''No, he left like an hour ago.'' He replied, his focus on his computer.

Ming sighed at his answer, that wasn't what she was hoping for. ''Oh, okay… bye then.''

''Hey, Yerim!'' Jihoon's voice stopped her from fully closing the door, peeking her head through. ''Yes?''

He was looking at her now, his full attention on her. ''Can I help you?'' The producer took off his headphone, willing to put his work aside to help the young woman out.

''Uh, I don't know.'' She nervously chuckled, not sure whether Jihoon was going to be able to be any kind of aid to her.

''What's it about?''

''Uh, my situation.''

''You're on your period?''

''No, not my period, you dumbass.'' Ming groaned, cringing at her member suggesting that that was her ''situation''.

Jihoon frowned. ''What situation then?'' As the words left his lips, he realized what or for better words, who she was referring to. ''Aaah~ Canada.''

Ming stepped into the studio again and sat down on his couch, letting her head fall back. ''He has a name, you know.'' She sighed.

''Yeah, sorry. It's become a habit.'' He mumbled that last part, not planning on revealing to Ming about the nickname some of the members had been calling the NCT rapper. ''So, you need advice or something? About guys?''

''It's just that… he's coming back soon and I want to talk to him, but he's been ghosting me since that whole incident and I don't really know what I should do.'' She explains her worry to him, looking up at the decorated ceiling.

Jihoon stood up from his chair and moved to the couch, sitting side-by-side with her. ''Well, I'm not really the best at the whole love advice and everything, but, uh, maybe you can find a way to talk to him? I know you don't like getting other people involved, but asking his members or something? Or one of our members?''

''I don't want to involve the members again, oppa. They'll say something to one of his members and then they'll say something to Mark and then there'll be a misunderstanding again, and I want to avoid all of that.'' Ming was adamant on not having the guys meddle with her business, they had done enough damage already in her opinion.

He nodded, understanding her apprehensiveness. ''Just do what feels right to you, okay? I don't really know what to tell you, but I trust you. I know you'll do the right thing, whatever that may be.'' Despite the countless love and heartbreak songs he had written, he didn't have much to say to her regarding Mark.

''Thanks, I appreciate it.'' Ming offered a weak smile, still grateful that Jihoon was a listening ear.

He patted her back and got up, making his way back to his chair and keyboard. Ming stayed seated on the couch, her position being quite too comfortable to immediately get up. Jihoon eyed her from his keyboard, trying to subtly stare at her.

Ming turned her head towards him, feeling his eyes on her. ''You want me to leave, right?'' She said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

''It was nice to see you, Ming-ah.'' He confirmed her suspicion and gave her a little wave. ''Close the door on your way out, please.''

She laughed at his words, but still granted his wish. ''Yes, chef!''

January 31, 2023

Two knocks on her bedroom door moved her attention from her computer screen to Minghao coming into her room. ''Hey, angel.''

''Hi.'' Ming put her computer aside on her bedside table, her eyes following the man taking a seat on her bed. ''What is it?''

''127 is back at their dorm, Jaehyun texted us.'' He told her, his eyebrows slightly raised as if there was a bigger meaning behind his words.

The young woman simply nodded, glancing at her hands. ''Okay, are you gonna hang out with him?'' She asked, her voice coming out small.

''No, it was more of an announcement than an invitation.'' Minghao answered, still an expectant look in his eyes. ''I thought I would let you know.''

''Why would I want to know?''

''So you can go and tell Mark you're in love with him.'' He said, matter-of-factly. ''Don't even try to tell me that you're not, because you are and you know it.''

Ming stayed quiet, just like when Yeonjun told her the same words.

At her silence, he continued. ''Yerimie, I know your feelings scare you, because of what happened last time. Trust me, he feels the exact same way! He literally said it in a song and Chenle hasn't been able to stop complaining to us about how much Mark talks about you. If your worry is that he's gonna reject you, because he doesn't feel the same way, you are horribly wrong, honey.''

''He really wrote his part in 'Designer' about me?'' Ming slowly looked up at him, a soft smile appearing. Minghao's face mirrored hers, relieved he had gotten through to her. ''Yes, also that 'Take My Breath' song on Dream's latest album.''

''Okay, I'll talk to him tomorr-''

''No! Not tomorrow, now! Get your ass over there!'' Minghao pointed at the door, not wanting her to stall any longer. ''You've waited long enough!''

Ming nodded to herself. He was right, she had waited long enough to confess her feelings. She quickly got up from her bed, checking her appearance in the mirror. ''This will do, right?'' She glimpsed at Minghao, who vividly nodded and held his thumb up. ''That's great, now go!''

''Yes! I'll, uh, see you later! Thank you, oppa!'' Ming cruised down the dorm to the entrance, fastly putting on her shoes and jacket, before grabbing her keys and making her way downstairs.

On her way to the NCT dorm, she tried rehearsing what she was going to say, but the adrenaline going through her body made that a difficult task. Ming knew the way to their dorm as she had once had to accompany their manager when he picked up Mingyu and Dokyeom from their dorm after a hang out with Jaehyun.

Once inside the building, due to one of their neighbors having incredible timing of walking out the entrance door, she took the elevator. Ming would take the stairs, but due to the adrenaline rush, she was scared she might take a tumble.

In the elevator, she calmed down. She made a little list in her head of what she had to say and went over that over and over again, praying she wouldn't forget anything.

Her heartbeat picked up as she walked out the elevator, making her way to their front door and taking a few deep breaths before ringing the doorbell. It took a while for someone to answer, it was ultimately Yuta who opened the door.

''Yes? Can I help you?'' The Japanese man had looked surprised to see her, but was quickly reminded of the circumstances that had probably brought her there.

Ming was a little stunned, but quickly recovered. ''I, uh- Is Minhyung here?'' It was hard to maintain eye-contact with the man in front of her, who looked like he was ready to kill her.

''He is, let me get him for you.'' Ming anxiously played with her fingers, looking down at the ground while waiting.

The door opened again and a tired Mark appeared, messy hair and wearing his signature specs that Ming though looked really cute on him.

''Yerim, hey.'' When Yuta told him she was waiting for him, he almost didn't believe it. A large part of him is still upset about her not telling him she already has someone else, but another part of him wants to see her and talk with her. He had missed her, even if it hurt him.

Ming let out a sad smile. ''Hey,'' the pair stared at each other, both seemingly not knowing what to say after that much time apart, ''can I, uh, talk to you?'' She managed to stutter out.

''Uh, yeah, come in.'' He motioned for her to enter the apartment, awkwardly standing in front of each other in the hallway. Mark scratched his voice, her sign for her to start talking.

''I, uh, wanted to talk to you about Yeonjun,'' a flash of hurt went through his eyes at the mention of his name, ''this whole thing is a misunderstanding. He's not my boyfriend or was my boyfriend, or will be my boyfriend.''

''We did go on a few dates while you and I were still meeting each other outside of schedules. About a month ago, I was really upset. I ran into someone who once hurt me a lot and I started sobbing in one of the practice rooms at our company. Yeonjun found me and he comforted me, and there was a moment and we kissed.''

Ming carefully looked at Mark, ready to cry at the pain evident on his face. ''I know I shouldn't have done that, it wasn't a good thing for me to do. However, afterwards I realized something. I should have realized it way sooner and that's on me. I don't want to kiss anyone else, if it isn't you. I don't want to go on walks in the winter with anyone else, if it isn't you. Minhyung, I don't want to be with anyone else if it isn't you.'' The love she felt while looking at the man in front of her was overwhelming in that moment.

''The date with Yeonjun, that Jungwoo probably told you about, wasn't a date. I was gonna meet up with him to tell him that I wanted to stop our hang outs and stay friends. I know I shouldn't have started seeing him in the first place while we were still kinda seeing each other, but I was confused about my feelings. When Chenle said that thing about you being in love with me and you said it was a joke, I thought you couldn't possibly want to be with me. I'm not blaming you in any way, but I was just confused. You were very reserved about your feelings, meanwhile Yeonjun was very open about them.''

''I- I'm in love with you,'' an emotional Mark gaped at her, ''and I know you're in love with me too. I don't know what to do with that, but you should know that. If you want, we can start again and this time, I'll do it well. It will only be you, cause it's always been you.'' Ming finished her ramble, out of breath and hands shaking.

She couldn't read what Mark was thinking, he was looking at the ground and deep in thought about everything she just told him.

A sigh left his mouth, his eyes meeting hers again. ''Yerim, I-'' He breathed out, his chest heavily going up and down.

''I don't think we should see each other anymore.''

Her heart dropped to her stomach, her mind became blank. ''W-w-what?'' The words took a while to come out, her entire body seemingly paralyzed by what he just told her.

''I really appreciate everything you just told me, I really do and I'm happy you clarified everything, but uh, I just, I can't- I can't do this.'' Mark wiped the tears away that had managed to escape his eyes, while Ming's let hers flow down her cheek. ''Yer, please don't cry, I don't wanna see you cry.'' He wanted nothing more than to reach down and wipe her tears away, but he held himself in.

''Uh, s-ssory, I'll just leave then. I'm really sorry, Minhyung.'' Ming quickly turned around and opened the door. ''Good luck with the comeback, I hope everything goes well.'' She closed it and swiftly walked to the elevators.

Ming held it all in, in the elevators, in the building and in her car. It was once she was inside the dorm again that all the emotions downed on her. The realization that the one person she cared about the most didn't want to see her anymore, hit her in the face. Ming slid against their front door all the way to the ground, like some scene out of a romcom movie.

Then the sobs started, heart-wrenching sobs that echoed through the entire dorm. The sound alerted a napping Joshua and made Minghao hang up a call with his dad. They slowly approached the hallway, not prepared to be met with what they saw.

The heartbreak they experienced simply by the sigh of their little sister crying her eyes out, didn't even halfway match the heartbreak Ming felt in that moment.

She looked up at them, her teary eyes meeting Minghao's. ''You told me he loved me, why would you tell me that! I look like a fucking fool, Myungho! I'm always the fucking fool!'' She yelled at him, not caring about their neighbors' hearing.

''Why do I keep listening to you? You said the same thing about Jihyun and now you said it about Mark, guess what? Same fucking thing over and over again!''

Joshua crouched down, taking her in his arms and letting her cry out to him. While Minghao stood still in front of them, the guilt slowly creeped up on him.

''I'm sorry.''

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[🍬] cinderella > sleeping beauty [🦊]

[!] this is for the 500 followers mini fics. click here to find out more! ✿ pairing: yeonjun x reader / idol!txt / non.idol!you / fluff / 541 words ✿ request: “good morning, sleeping beauty.” + yeonjun [main masterlist 🌸] / [event masterlist] / [tag: #qqtxt: 500]

on most days, perhaps any given day, yeonjun’s the one raking you out of bed to either let’s go get ramen already! or you promised you’d help me make lunch for the demons...

today was one of the rare moments of you trying to haul him out of bed. after numerous notifications blowing up yeonjun’s phone, soobin’s call getting declined multiple of times, you’re manning up to push yeonjun’s arms banded around your waist just enough to grab the phone for the umpteenth time soobin calls. this time, upon answering, soobin’s fuming because we bought tickets ages ago! you’re telling me you want to sleep in now?! even i got up for this shit!

after the call ended, you’re frantically checking yeonjun’s calendar, seeing that he indeed pinned an event that he’s supposed to be at the theatre with soobin right now. with a sigh, you shoot soobin a quick text with yeonjun’s phone, telling him that he’ll be there in fifteen. a thank you so much, i’ll buy you lunch! later, you’re setting yeonjun’s phone aside.

it’s a cruel trick in the book, but it’s a trick nonetheless.

you start by nudging yeonjun’s arms from your waist, until he no longer has a firm grip for you to swing your legs to plant on the floor. it grants an immediate reaction; first the whining, then the body vibrating the bed, then his long arms reaching out so he can slither them around your waist before you can get up to leave.

“where’re you going...?” he groggily mumbles, lips partially pressed to your clothed hip.

“good morning, sleeping beauty,” you say sweetly, like angelic music to his ears. then, you grab ahold of his face and give him the fright of his life, “now get your ass up because you have to be at the theatre in ten minutes. did you forget that you had tickets with bin today?”

you watch as mortification fills his eyes. it’s one thing for yeonjun to brush it off like whatever, but it’s another when you’re telling him to get going.

“now, if you still want me to be in your bed when you get back, i’ll be here. but if you don’t get up and get going now, i’m not staying the night again.”

it’s like magic when yeonjun yeets himself out of the bed and nearly trips on his way out of the bedroom to head to the bathroom. he even lightly nudges taehyun out of the way, earning a confused look from the latter who grows wide-eyed at the bathroom door slamming near in his face, and the crack of yeonjun’s bedroom door remaining open that he offers you a small wave.

“lunch?” taehyun asks, “me and huening are gonna make some ramen,”

you hop out of bed, nodding, “sure! i’ll be out in a sec,”

“ramen?!” you hear yeonjun’s voice bellowing from the bathroom, earning a chuckle from taehyun when–”you better keep it pushing and get out of here as soon as possible. trip up and i’ll start calling you cinderella, choi yeonjun.”

the silence has never been louder. more so when the sounds of water running replaces yeonjun’s voice and all taehyun notes of is how impressive this all is.

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Orgasmic Confession

— “If you don't know, I fuck you cause I love you.”

𖥔 Non-idol AU — FWB!Yeonjun × FWB!Reader

𖥔 Appetizer — Yeonjun confesses that he loves you following his orgasm, accidentally. You too love him. Will you say it back and finally make the man yours or fuck the man so he is yours?

𖥔 Disclaimer — This is PURE FICTION : Nothing in this work aligns with the idols' character, moral and their real life. The characters are all legal adults (18+) and everything happening around & to them is entirely consensual. Readers are humbly advised to read the Contains and Disclaimer before they read.

𖥔 Word Count — 5.5k+ ( HELP WHAT- )

𖥔 Contains — Bestfriends to lovers trope and NSFW content : Smut so, MDNI! I guess, mostly Soft-Dominant!Yeonjun, Submissive!Reader, PIV sex, cock warming, pussy-drunk!Yeonjun, cock-drunk!reader, romantic feelings in between [sorry (T^T) ], they literally confess to eachother when they cum, multiple orgasms I guess, Unprotected sex (use the damn protection guys!!), heated make out, dacryphilia, mentions of pills (birth control), slight dirty talk (?), on-top ruler and missionary, horny Yeonjun in the end lol.

No idea about how this has started. No idea about where this is going. A platonic friendship that took turns for the worse the moment every unspoken feeling started voicing in both of you. And both of you added complications; You and Yeonjun.

You admire him. He is someone who you look at like he is your serenity. Now, every fibre of yours now aches to be loved by him. Because you fell for him. No other reason. But you are friends with him. The tag– 'friends' halts you in the easiest and the quickest. You are petrified of experiencing his absence in your life if in case you are told he doesn't feel what you do. He.. does he love me?

Choi Yeonjun. Never once pictured that he'd be here, in this stance where he struggled to get a girl. Correction— his bestfriend. He never once expected that he'd thirst of something that is like the most trivial or that's what he tells himself. It's not really hard for him to get girls but difficult to get you. He was not really aware that he was already falling for you, he kept denying it. That's so fucking ridiculous. You'll get over.

But as he wishes that he should have gotten over... he recalls that now– you're not friends. You're the friends who fuck each other. His selfish reason why he indulged in this no strings attached friends with benefits thing is because He loves you. He can not help the perennial desire that always has him pining for you. This is the only means that he can have you solely. He is the man who has always obliged you– his demanding, spoiled friend. Tonight, he decided to let you recieve.

You always camouflaged your every feeling. Every moment you feel like screaming all the pent up I love yous from countless moments he made you feel like you're loved the most, although it is only when you both are physically intimate which in essence is while fucking or cuddling, you have gulped all of it. You even degraded him and fucked out what you wanted from him in those moments. And while you cuddled with him, you diverted the topic to anything that could get his mind off of your simping attitude which consists of a few smiles... a little of soft Yeonjuns leaving your mouth at his words that make you feel whole. You were scared of yourself, you might have confessed then and there already. They are just platonic friendship reassurances and comforting words. that's what you tell yourself. If only you knew what the man harbors for you.

And how you are now in his room, perfectly glued to him body-to-body, as you plant your lips on his, before you both can get to task of fucking. He reciprocates the soft collision of your lips with his, nibbling them onto yours... and driving you insane. Probably cause you know you're about to fuck and as usual as this seems, it's not. You're feral for any of his service and are utterly smitten with him.

Though it is the both of you who set the rules that you will always kiss when you feel like it, as both of you are about to fuck; those kisses always sloppy and delightfully ephemeral. These kisses played the role to get you into the moods or that's what you both tell to yourselves. Both of you are well aware that he and you can't live without having eachother like this. The kisses you share are the type which are coated with lies of using for benefits; kisses which hold the most longing and desperate ache that he and you have for eachother.

He's never said no to anything that you bestow him in times like these. He feels everything that you give him is some sort of a present that's only for him, he must recieve it no matter what it is.

The kiss had every feeling– Don't date anyone. Date me. I'm right here, I love you. The same mutual feelings which you and he behold for eachother are always veiled. You can't ruin this. Or else you'll lose what both of you have now. You pour all your devastation in it as you bite his lips. A small hiss leaves his mouth and you silence it shoving in your tongue.

He leaves nothing to debt and tastes your tongue as it is, but for him. It is never enough. It is always like he is kissing you for the first time. He palms your shoulder and digs his fingers in as you remains still, all to let him kiss you the way he wants. Your every inch sends electric signals into him and he is completely addicted to this galvanizing bliss. He moans in between as the blood races to his cock; the pre-cum drips from his cock as it's thirsting for your attention.

His movements not only induce the boiling love-making thoughts in you but also burning anguish down there which is dampening your panties and you can feel it. You arche your back moving forward and closing every possible space between both of your torsos as you grip onto his shoulders from the shuddering kiss that makes you wanna melt in his hold. Your whole existence wishes to be manipulated by him, at this point. You wish to let him know that you feel a lot. You don't wanna be friends with him. However as you are all unaware, you just compliment it all by whimpering into his mouth as he is insanely deepening it even more; the wet sounds of your kisses followed by your whimpers pounding the heart of Yeonjun in a foreign yet intimate manner... How his ears love your sounds that he gets out of you in times when he fucks the life out of you. How his heart skips a beat when he feels that you are enjoying it exactly as much as he does. Makes him wanna just make love to you. Breed you. Make you his and his only.

His wants rile him up and he refuses to stop. He wants you. Not as a fucktoy friend of his. As his Woman. His girlfriend. He wants to know your feelings if you are exactly feeling what he is— wait. Feelings? The F-word 'Feelings' ? That's HIS impossible puzzle. That puzzle which always overwhelms him with oceanic vast range of thoughts. It has always encouraged those thoughts which always haunted him.

Does she like me? Why is she so mean? Why is she so short-tempered? Can't she admit she likes it for once? Or does she... actually not? Such thoughts devastate him in the worst way possible and ruin his mental peace.

These thoughts once again flood in, and the kiss becomes so heated and passionate as his mouth is completely attached to yours as if there is less air in both of your mouths, and it's become hard to pull away as his hands that imprisoned your arms, now ensnare your torso into his embrace. Your arms entangle around his neck and your fingers explore his scalp; every encounter with his tongue is exciting every cell in your body and you are growing even more desperate than you already are.

As passionate as your make out has become, both of you are unsuspecting of the kiss that you both are now sharing, holds every ounce of unraveled love between the both of you. Once again, as you are alerted, the kiss that ignites the flames in your body... you break it. Kissing him feels so good that the cold breeze passing between his and your wet, swollen lips now feels absolutely wrong.

Yet his lips somehow imprint themselves onto yours as if he feels exactly what you are feeling, and your light-headed self couldn't seem to bear the strength to open your eyes. As you abruptly have parted your lips for his, his tongue begins ravishing yours in pure ecstasy. Your tongues dance in pure coordination, heating up your systems and the adrenaline just keeps spurring you on.

He couldn't open his eyes as this is blurring his vision of thoughts and his eyelids become weighty. Breaths of moments pass as he is still in the moment after he pulls back to let you breathe. He opens his eyes & finds your fagged out features which consist of your kissed lips and dazed, barely open eyes.

You breathe in air as if there was none left in the atmosphere, it is as if he had knocked out the breath from your lungs. You are short of air and yet, couldn't stop looking at him. Your eyes full of desperation and the very unknown look that he can never make out that it's the adoration you hold for him. However you are so alluring to him that he feels that he fell for you, again.

But You, his nutshell of a bestfriend, aren't usually as pliant as you are now. You are breathless, panting absolutely so light headed, all you can do is tremble in his embrace, your legs growing weak in his lap but you always liked having him asking for more. Begging for more. You liked having him under you. What's wrong with you now? Why do you seem so malleable?

In a swift second, he gets an idea. To take the advantage of your malleable state. Go along the flow and extract all of what he wants from you. Ranging from screams to Incoherent ramblings, as he plans on having you lose your wits under him. That way not only can he confess but also have you do the same. This might work only if you feel the same. The riskkk- yeonjun I'm low-key scared for you-

Risky ideas always turn him on. This risk now is serious. As he is sketching the plan for tonight, he feels some trembling fingers trying unbutton his shirt till collar. You sweep aside the shirt and kiss all the way down his jaw. Trailing your smooches down his jaw to the collarbone, to his soft spot.. you lick and suck onto it. His black undershirt, you tug it aside. Attack his soft spot as you bite onto it. Creating a bite mark surrounded by a dark red love bite which you have now created. That earns you a soft moan from him, "Desperate tonight, aren't we?"

As though you wished to reply to him, you pull back. With an agreeing mmf, you palm his chest and place him down, helping him lay perfectly on the bed pliant under you. You have to strip him, and yourself. No way, this brat of your bestfriend can stay like that, all dressed where you have to be the one naked as a jaybird? No.

Hence, you pull his pants off. The trousers that didn't reveal any trunks but his bare cock, which hits his abdomen in pure exhilaration. You leer at that and make your way to his torso. You unbotton all the remnant shirt buttons and remove his messed up shirt along with his undershirt, leaving him all denuded.

"Oh Darling," Yeonjun calls out. "Won't you strip for me?"

Listening to him, as intently as you can, you take off your clothes. You go to his raging cock as he gazes at you. You kneel between his legs, aiming your soaking cunt right at his erect cock. He watches your pussy dripping and groans at it as his cock twitches at its sole sight. However you know that's not exactly what you're trying to get, you watch him intently and palm his dick in your hold so as to aim it right at your vagina. He stares at you and your action until you decide to take in him quickly and harshly. He intended to say something and quickly yelps; his cock so poor and weak to handle your pussy. "Hurry- OH FUCK!"

The sudden tight, hot hold on his cock in the blink of an eye has him breathless, as if his heart pounded out and his lunged stopped working. Incoherent sounds escape from his mouth hung low and his knuckles quickly grope the sheets around him. The pulsations his cock transfers to your walls which behold it choking tightly has your legs quivering and whole body excited.

Your walls flutter around his as they hug his length as tightly as ever. The sudden outstretch at his girth and the way it practically halts every moment in your body as shivers run through every muscle in your body.

It is so fucking big. You can't even feel anything but his cock in you. Full, hot, warm, lovely and fucking good. Your eyes are irresistibly shut in this devastating pleasure you mined from warming his cock inside your velvety pussy; you let out whimpers that had to come out from the way his cock twitches inside and all your system screams for, is to move.

Your tight walls which strangle his length and the heat that he feels through the inside of your pussy, his cock growing sensitive as seconds pass by, he wonders if he is fucking you for the first time because it feels so goddamn heavenly. To add more or to make him yearn for more, your hips begin gyrating on his cock, besmearing the surrounding of his pelvic front with the slick leaking out your filled cunt. Numerous fucks escape his mouth at the slight yet beseeching pleasure that's rushing through his whole body.

He gets up and adjusts himself to lean on the headboard of the bed as he gropes your asscheeks in a manner that you won't have to move. Your legs snake around his waist and you sit on his cock spearing into your cervix. Those big palms which grope your asscheeks land a sharp stinging smack at one of them and an astonished gasp leaves your mouth.

He exhales, "Move Y-Y/n–!"

Be it his command or anything, you can't take it anymore. If you won't move now, god knows how much of cockdrunk slut you might turn into as all you now know is just you have to cum, using his cock. Or maybe you just can't get over how his dick feels so good, as if it's only made to fuck your cunt. Your hands land on his shoulders and your grinding hips come to a halt. Futile attempts of pulling your hips up at his cock, not at all intense but, it feels so, so empty for you cunt to leave his cunt, to fill yourself again, you sit back at it. Broken long, loud whines echo out of your mouth and you are now slowly riding his cock.

As snail-paced as you are, it is really hard to take him in and out, his cock so fat that you find it hard to move. Short pounces on his cock that peck your right spots and cervix, you are already close, your moments grow desperate as your moans intensify.

His shoulders literally feel how limp your hands have become and he looks at how tears lewdly cascade down your cheeks in pleasure. Your face flushes in heat and your boobs jiggle so salaciously. A beautiful contrast to how lively you look at normal times. Yeonjun really can't help but compare on how you resemble a sexy celestial now and a bright summer day with warm air chiming with stridulations of crickets, a long bright day full of laughter and vigor... and happiness spread around as someone reunites with their beloved. A person who's beautiful by heart and physique, you're a sunshine to his life and his darling sweetheart of a bestfriend who he can't keep his hands off. He treasures you. He looks at you like you're the only in the world. In his world.

"Want me to help?" Yeonjun whispers, his voice so lewd from the mixture of breathy moans and words exiting his mouth in an obscene manner. You wonder, if he is spewing mockery or genuinely trying to help. It's always like this, crystal clear, that you can cum, if and only if it's Yeonjun helping you or fucking you. You nod; the high so devastating, and you can't reach it.

And oh, how riding him have become easier the moment his hands started helping you with it; the pace faster than before and mining out happy, indecent moans from both of you as Yeonjun's speaking so spontaneously that he has no idea how he's actually influencing your high and your heart. "You're so fucking pretty." His hands land spanks on your buttcheeks and caress them later, is he punctuating his compliments using spanking?

You'd so lie if you say you didn't like it. His compliments so impelling, so jollifying.. "Y-You too." You head swings back and it starts growing foggy. His cock hitting the exact spots you go nuts for, your cunt groping and pleasuring his cock in every way possible. He would lie a tad, if he said he isn't close at all, cause he's so close that he's growing light-headed and pussydrunk. Your Incoherent "Y-You too" makes him wonder, if you're actually praising him.

Yeonjun's grip travels to your hips, the grip so bruising and perfect that it easily helps you elevate and descend on his cock quicker. The pace fastens and he's growing louder with his sinful noises mixing with the slick sounds of your wet cunt fucking his cock. Your body is growing tired but the high is so frustrating and exciting, you can't help but rock your hips, as they gain momentum with his helping hands.

The way his cockhead hits your sensitive spot inside your pussy, it batters all the senses inside your body and the knots in your stomach churn, your body heating and growing desperate to cum.. the knots growing intense and tight, not at all snapping. Your hands grip his shoulders in an oppressive hold and your hips fasten.. growing sloppy and desperate as the minutes pass by. The desperate pursuit of your own high ends when the knots snap and all the fluids just cream his cock and dampen his whole abdomen; followed by your long echoing moan and your toes curling at the pleasure overflowing through all the part in your body. You face is reddened and the pleasure quivers every inch in your body which Yeonjun witnesses keenly.

He stares at your orgasming state in such a manner that his eyes almost forget to blink, the sight so gorgeously raunchy as his cock which has been battling not to come cause the way you clench at his cock is fucking detrimental to him and now you're clenching exactly like that as you make such a mess.

His hands start moving you again, "I didn't get to cum. It's only fair if I do too." And the way your sensitive cunt which just have cummed right now is bobbed because of his strong hold and his fast pace gaining the same momentum which has you growing dazed again. You wonder how he's so strong or you are so delicate, that he can manipulate your body the way he likes. You have just come undone, and he's literally fucking you creating those same knots. Your hands entagle his neck and you bury your head in his neck's crook; your whimpers, all to his ears and all of you, to him.

His grunts become louder as he's close to his chase, his cock might snap at any moment and fill you to the brim. He's lasting so long, you can't even ponder on anything... this is just like the times he has fucked like myriads of orgasms out of you and you know, it's again happening. You can feel those waves of heat and the knots.. you are growing close to it and he's relentlessly using you as a cocksleeve.

"F-Fuck Y/n," Yeonjun curses. "Your pussy s-so good, m's-so close-" His relentless chase for his own high finally comes to an end and his grip on your asscheeks tightens, he's probably digging his fingers in the flesh and his jaw hangs low, a clear opening of mouth for the sinful loud sounds he's letting out; your pussy clenches hard as another wave of orgasm washes over you and your sounds are now synchronous with him. You embrace him as tightly as you could, your legs now tightening the wrap around his waist and you hands slipping to his back, your digging nails creating frictional creases on his back making him hiss in between his grunts and your pussy, squeezing him in the most desperate way possible, as if this is the last time you get this cock.

His long groan with his eyes rolled back into his cranium, punctuates the huge load he has filled in you; the cum overflowing from your stuffed, filled cunt, mixing with yours and his. How his moans come to an end as he breathes out, his moans start to make sense. Yeonjun pants, "Haah... fuck love you so much!" And he chants the same phrase again.

Did I hear him right? Your lightheaded state makes out none of things around you but his cock and his last moaning phrases. He... did he just say he loves me? Or am I just dreaming in between fucking? You immediately come to your senses and witness how Yeonjun palms his mouth and looks at you with wide eyes. He's astonished.

Can I dissappear? Earth... swallow me? I- I didn't mean to confess but damn you mouth, you work so on my dick's and heart's command. She doesn't love me- Yeonjun's head starts shooking in a no and his palms weigh on his mouth because he's stilled like a stone at your curious, sifting face. His other hand resting on your asscheek trembles and his lewd face from a few seconds ago turned into horrified, surprised look. His face flushes in embarrassment and his breathing isn't audible anymore.

The words you so wanted to hear, you're not sure... but what if you say it and he doesn't hear? Wait. That's not possible, he's all conscious and not pussy drunk. He did say it right...? Do I wanna take such risk? I did hear him say that... it's only fair I say it back, afterall... I love him. So damn much. And your hands around his neck, slowly untangle and your palm touches his, the one shutting his mouth... idiot so cute and sexy that he didn't even say anything after that. Such a prick.. but I love him. Your palm removes his and your lips find their way to his. They land on his lips and part soon, as your lips move, You mouth a quiet, sweet 'I love you' to which his astonished eyes grow even more astonished and his eyes lit up. "Yes, Yeonjun... I love you."

Did she say it back or I'm really thinking with no mind? Yeonjun wonders as his shivering comes to end looking at you smile. He breathed out in relief. Your smile, with your messed face, yet so pretty and reassuring... he wonders if he heard it right. And as if his prayers reached you, you say it again. "I love you, so damn much!"

Loud lub-dubs reverberate; it is, from you both as your hearts start beating, an idiotic smile of happiness mixed with millions of more other jubilant emotions creases on both of your lips, until he captures you lips and embraces you. He smile, so infectious that you are now smiling. One of his hands travel to your cheeks as they pull your face more close to him. His lips so capturing and desperate... as if he doesn't wanna let go and stop. He's so happy.

He can't help but this might not or might be the best moment for him and he's smiling into the kiss. You too smile and let him take that as an opportunity to let his tongue in as you both enter into endearing combat of tongues. He's giggling in between the kiss so sloppy and you can't help but giggle along. This is such a sweet moment, you melt in his embrace and feel so good and warm about it. Your bestfriend loves you and this is so beautiful! So cute, until you feel... his dick hardening inside you.

Uh-oh. I didn't pull out at all. Yeonjun opens his eyes and you too cause this is not it at all. And pull away. After that exhausting yet so steamy fuck, your cunt can't be throbbing for more so as to encourage this hungry man with his hard cock, inside you.

I really don't know if I can take it. But fuck... I do want more.. You don't know what to say but you do convey something.

"You can't really be horny after that."

"Oh Darling," Yeonjun coos. "You can't say you love me and expect me to not be hard about it. If you don't know, I fuck you cause I love you."

Your eyes widen at his words and the traitor bitch of a cunt you have clenches at his hardened dick to which he gasps a little. You're embarrassed, you know your body is contradicting your claims very well. And Yeonjun, he does notice how you want more after you have had confessed. The laugh he lets out.. you clearly know what it means— You know, you're just as horny as me. You love me and my cock too much.

True, you've been fucking him until now cause you wanted him. You love him and can't help but have him solely and starting this friends with benefits thing was the only way. And now you know he loves you and fucks you for the same reason! How you both end up in this for the same reason, so astonishing and coincident; you're so happy, you're so horny about this.

"One more," Yeonjun pleads. "Let's do it one more time." His eyes so pleading and cute, his pout really compelling, he can easily make you do anything cause that's the effect he holds on you. He doesn't know it but you do. And you know your cunt is not gonna rest after this. And so your heart too cause you finally achieved him and now you're gonna do a lot, cause he loves you too! But whatever, you gotta fuck him now.

"Just once," you allow. "After that, let's sleep. I'm exhausted."

That is completely enough for him. A nasal chuckle full of happiness and pride leaves his mouth and you finally take his cock out and lay beside. He follows quickly and palms the inside of your thighs to spread them apart. Your pussy so on display and purely filled with cum; the drops yet leaking and the hole still stretched. He giggles, once again and you flush because you take peeks at his cock. It's so hard. Why is it like I'm fucking him anew?

So good and it's like fucking her for the first time again. Is this the effect of claiming your love and fucking? So damn good. Yeonjun takes a heartfelt look and kneels in between your thighs. Your legs entagle his waist and he's pulled in closer. "Wait wait, Darling. We will fuck."

"Let me look at you," he adds. "You never gave me the chance." And he's hovering over you. His fingers trail from your cheeks to your Clavicle, leaving breathless and touch-starved. He scrutinizes your every single reaction to his touch and words. You're completely into him. He realizes it. He wants to let you know he is into you too. His trailing hands, slowing down to your breasts, fondling with such care as he unknowingly confesses, "Fuck... so beautiful, baby." As his fingers start toying with aereola of your breasts, you whine and he's hypnotized. It is his touch again, leaving those magical casts which make you desperate at every inch of your body and whimpers escape from you, as they imply on wanting more.

"Jun, please." You arch a little as his hand on your breasts flinches a bit. "Fuck me already."

"You can't really be horny after that." He parrots your words back at you in sheer mockery as in he has to tease you. "What's wrong baby? Who's horny now?"

Your orbs transfer your vision to his hungry cock; precum already dripping and its touching abdomen. It's already that hard and he's mocking at you for being horny? Sure, he is Yeonjun after all. "You horny prick... better fuck me and claim me already."

"I'm scared," he shrieks at your threat, as he pulls your lower body closer to his pelvic area. "But still horny. Like you."

He uses his one hand to sheathe himself in your cunt, still so arduous to enter even after that nasty steamy fuck. Long loud, synchronous moans echo as he bottoms out in you and your cunt seems not yet used to it. Tremors of your cunt, sending waves after waves of pleasure to his cock, he's so intoxicated in this pleasure. You can clearly make it out from his face smiling face forming sweat beads and broken obscene moans trespassing out his mouth so sinfully.

"F-Fuck, m'so glad... you use pills," Yeonjun moans. "Cause I'm going to fill you up, badly."

His dick slowly escapes your cunt, which has you clenching around nothing. He thrusts back and you're now left to whimper and wail under him. He's not quick but so deep, his movements making you oscillate under him. Your jaw is hung low and all you do is wail a few Incoherent moans. "I love you," his grunts of confessions which synchronize with yours as you chant his name and keep on confessing "I love you!" to him. Your waist secured by his large hands is now used in such a manner that he goes so inside you, his cockhead knocking at your all spots which make you lose your wits. His moments so dexterous and caring with an attitude of endearment as you're left to adore him even in this circumstance as a grin widens on your face and you happily cantillate his words, titillating his impulses as his grip intensifies and so his pace.

His cock fucks, for your body melting and you're all submitting, his chants claiming his love for you and you know you're down as all you think and feel is he loves you and loves fucking you. The very charming and cunning fox of your bestfriend, who resembles a serenity and comfort, a healing wonder of nature when the summer day begins with the pleasant sounds of cicadas and crickets, a morning where the trees shine green and flowers glow vibrant, a day so joyful with full of laughter and familiarity that only you find in him, a man so loveable and so adorable and so healing, he's your bestfriend, your one and only.

And now he can't be fucking you cause he loves you, can he? An unbelievable moment you're both dwelling in as you both collide with skin on skin sounds, slick sounds of his balls slapping your ass. He's smitten with every side of you and this side.. it's his favourite side for which he's feral. Chains of numerous praises erupt from his mouth as his pace grow more desperate. His cock whisking all your perceptions except for the fact that you love him and he loves you. Your mouth incoherently moaning and mouthing so much of broken chants of I love yous as the time around you slows and the room heats up badly, sweat beads forming on both, you and Yeonjun.

Your legs around his waist shudder and your hands claw at the sheets, the same knots of arousal and climax, slowing erupting as your moans grown louder. Yeonjun's hold grows oppressive and his working cock becomes cruel. Hammering at the same spot of yours which he knows you go crazy for, making you squeeze him as tightly as you could for he could melt and pound you good and hard as his brain is short-circuiting and he's close. So close that he's losing it with every second passing by.

His movements pleasuring you to such an extent where you can't process one bit of anything around you as you're lost in the bliss he's so providing you with. The high so riveting and you're coming undone, in no time. His cock shudders inside as hot fluids spill inside you and erupt out of you as you cream his cock, backing your orgasm up with a loud wail and his cock pulsing so much in you. You both fucked so much tonight. He plops beside you as he pulls out. Both pf you pant in unison. He and you are exhausted. "I love you so much, Darling."

He pulls you in his arms and plants a soft chaste kiss on your forehead. You fingers tend to his cheek, and you say it back once again, "I love you too, Jun." You snuggle into his embrace and relax. Your eyes droop and you're slowly drifting to sleep in his arms. He turns away and curses. I'm hard again. Shit.

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saursoob · 8 months

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insta stories.com/ww/yeonjun

- happy yeonjun day!! -

• yeonjun x gn reader • genre: fluff • warnings: none • ur stories

@reyarain reblogs r appreciated!! pls dont repost

SORRY THIS IS SO BAD IVE LITERALLY BEEN SO BUSY WITH SCHOOL RECENTLY 💔💔

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yachinosworld · 3 months

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nine lives. choi yeonjun

❀ ͘ ⴰ “ she’s vibing, no compass ” - dope lover, dpr ian.

two strangers meet each other by a cat. you may think it’s unusual… unless…

PAIRING: ceramic artist!yeonjun (daniel throughout the story) x blk!figure-skater!oc

#01: the most beautiful moment in life.

#02: a new kind of high.

#03: forbidden lover.

#04: rainy days.

#05: under the weather.

#06: sour switchblades.

#07: the unfortunate and the lost soul.

#08: “your so different.”

#𖤐₊˚.༄ yachinosworld #yeonjun #yeonjun x oc #kpop #ambw kpop #nine lives by yachi ꨄ︎#AHH MY FIRST SUBMISSION OF A FANFIC FINALLY #pray this doesn’t flop 🙏

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riikive · 6 months

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TO THE ALL BOYS I LOVED BEFORE (PS I STILL LOVE YOU) ⌕ 최연준

synopsis. In a small world of chaos, there are always feelings of dreams, hopes, and wishes. Sometimes, there need a little bit of push and magic to make them come true. Even if it leads to something unexpected turn.

starings. choi yeonjun x female!oc

genres. coming of age vibes, romance, fluff, comfort, university au, young adult, etc.

warnings. crushes, suggestive scenes, mental health, traumas, blood, stereotypes, harassments, sexual assaults, hallucinations, eating disorders, self-harm, negative thoughts, physical fights, emotional abuse, physical abuse, hospitals, etc.

notes. this is just fiction! Please do not flag this post as inappropriate or any of my posts. Just block any of the tags that I put in this post! Thank you!

I recommend nobody under 16 years old read this story since there are a lot of tiggers/sensitive topics!

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#🌻 — to all boys i loved before (ps. i still love you). tomorrow x together #🪻 — to all boys i loved before (ps. i still love you). choi yeonjun #txt fic #txt series #txt fanfic #kpop #kpop fic #kpop fanfiction #kpop fanfic #yeonjun fanfic #txt yeonjun #choi yeonjun #yeonjun #yeonjun x oc #yeonjun series #txt choi yeonjun #choi yeonjun fanfic

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junoswrlld · 6 months

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✩°｡⋆episode 3-- thought we had something </3 🎧✮

previous - masterlist- next

note... the two fan accounts interacting with each other is my fav part imo

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glitterhartslittleuniverse · 11 months

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Lumina Friendships: Tomorrow X Together

Choi Soobin

The friend who’s protective.

If there’s anyone who acts like Lumina’s big brother the most, it’s Soobin.

If they’re both at an award show or event he will always keep an eye on her. Even though he isn’t her leader he feels slightly responsible for her. Lumina doesn’t have group mates to keep her company so he tries to make sure she’s okay and comfortable by herself.

She’s so grateful for him. It’s hard being a soloist, she only hangs out with staff when she’s working but knowing he’s always around makes her feel reassured.

She really looks up to him like her older brother. He knows this, he would never do anything to break her trust.

Choi Yeonjun

The friend who always teases.

Literally can’t see each other without teasing one another, but it all comes from love and affection.

He will tickle her, mess up her hair or just do anything to try and annoy her, but she can never be mad at him and he can never be mad at her no matter what she does to disturb him.

Even though they’re like cat and mouse running circles around each other Yeonjun will drop everything to comfort her the moment something’s wrong.

His one and only little sister, if she’s sad he’s sad too.

Choi Beomgyu

The friend who feels like home.

He doesn’t tease her as much as he does his members but they both tease them together (especially poor Yeonjun).

Super playful when they’re together, Beomgyu is one of her favorite people to hang out with.

Her human battery. She will seek him out simply for a hug when she’s tired and she gets more energy.

He’s really caring and thoughtful towards her. She will never feel lonely while he’s around.

Kang Taehyun

The friend who always listens.

These two don’t interact as much as others but they’re closer then you may think.

She finds Taehyun a very comforting person to talk to. He gives good advice and listens without judgment.

Buys her chocolate milk sometimes because he knows how much she likes it. It’s his way of supporting her.

He may or may not cook extra food just for her. He likes hearing her opinion on his food. Maybe she’ll teach him to bake her famous cookies one day.

Huening Kai

The friend who’s always there.

The softest/craziest bestie duo.

No one can make her laugh like Kai can. He really just has to look at her a certain way and she’s gone.

Always the first to hug her out of the members. Will hug her extra long to annoy the others who are waiting to hug their little sister too. (cue Gyu whining “she’s mine too, let her go”)

Gives her one of his plushies on days she’s lonely. She takes it with her on her schedules, it doesn’t leave her side until she gives it back to it’s rightful owner. She’s so grateful whenever he does this, she knows how much he loves his plush toys. She’s so touched and it gives her comfort during a long day of work.

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Who Knows? | Ming Chapter

December 18, 2022

''You're asking us for advice?'' Soobin and Taehyun seemed perplexed by Yeonjun's request, shocked that their hyung wanted advice from them, especially if it pertained to girls.

Yeonjun nodded his head, a bit embarrassed by their reaction. ''Yes, is that so weird?''

At his words, Soobin and Taehyun shared a look with each other. This glance practically answered Yeonjun's question. ''Yes, yes, it is weird.''

He rolled his eyes at the two of them, taking a seat on the couch. Yeonjun let out a deep sigh, garnering sympathy from the two younger members.

''We can't promise anything, but we'll do our best, hyung.'' Taehyun tried comforting him, placing his hand on his knee. Soobin nodded. ''Yeah, we'll try.''

Yeonjun held his head up and gave them an appreciative smile. ''Thanks,'' he scratched his voice, ''I just want to know about what girls like, you know? Things that make them flustered?'' His cheeks had reddened as the questions left his lips.

Both Soobin and Taehyun thought about it for a few seconds, neither of them having much experience in the dating department. ''Pff, I don't really know.''

''Flowers. Girls like flowers, right?'' Soobin suggested, seemingly quite proud of himself for coming up with an answer.

Yeonjun shook his head. ''Yeah, but I think she gets enough of those already.'' He thought to himself, thinking about a certain someone.

''Chocolates''

''A handwritten letter''

''Are we thinking about someone specific or just in general?'' Taehyun asked him, already having a hint of what the answer was. The man in question gulped. ''Just in general.''

The two guys next to him couldn't help but let out a grin on their faces, knowing exactly who he wanted to impress. ''Sure, hyung.''

''Okay, back to my original question.'' Yeonjun reminded them, not in the mood to be teased by his younger brothers.

They got back to thinking and it was Soobin who got the winning answer. ''A song.''

''What do you mean?''

''Don't people love it when someone sends them a song and tells them they remind them of said song?'' He clarified.

Yeonjun's eyes widened, immediately knowing what to do. ''Yeah, yeah, that's genius! Thank you so much, Soobinie.'' Yeonjun padded Soobin's shoulder a few times, before getting up from the couch and walking to his room.

Once he closed the door, he pulled out his phone.

Healing Yeonjun: hey, I thought you might like this song :)

There was a link attached to the song 'City of Stars' from the 'La La Land' movie. For some reason that was the song that popped into his head when Soobin made the suggestion. He contemplated sending her another message, telling her it reminded him of her, but opted not to do it.

''Did Ming-nim like the song?'' Kai asked him while the five members were eating their dinner in the dorm.

Before he could actually think about the question, Yeonjun nodded his head. ''Yeah, she said she was gonna add it to her playlist.''

The rest of the members smirked, content they got their older brother to unconsciously confess that he liked the female singer. ''I thought you just meant in general when you asked them for advice?'' Beomgyu seemed to have never been happier than he was in that moment, overjoyed to have something new to tease the oldest member about.

Yeonjun looked like a deer caught in headlights, but quickly redeemed himself. ''I never said it was for someone I liked.''

''We never said you liked her.''

Realising he wasn't gonna get out of the situation, he got up from his seat. ''I need to use the bathroom.''

''He's getting old, so he needs to go to the toilet way more than us youngsters.''

''Beomgyu, you punk!''

A soft smile graced Ming's face as the song played from her phone, attentively listening to the lyrics.

''I felt it from the first embrace I shared with you~'' ''It's love. Yes, all we're looking for is love from someone else~'' ''You never shined so brightly~''

''That's a nice song.'' Minghao had heard the song while passing by her room, her door not being fully closed.

Ming paused the song and smiled at him. ''Yes, uh, Yeonjun send it to me.'' Minghao seemed surprised, tilting his head. ''Ah, he did?'' She simply nodded at him, taking notice of the confusion in his voice.

''That's very sweet of him.'' Minghao took the space next to her on Ming's bed, not taking his eyes off of her.

''Yeah, it is.''

He scratched his voice, not sure whether to continue the conversation. ''I know it's not my business, but, uh, what's going on between you and Yeonjun?'' Minghao tried his hardest to not sound accusing or judgemental, knowing it wouldn't get an answer out of her.

''He's a good friend of mine, you know that.''

Her answer didn't satisfy him, because he knew there was more to their friendship than she was letting on. He had known her for almost 10 years, and Minghao could read her like a book.

His silence must have given her the indication that he wasn't fully content with her reply. ''Maybe more, I don't know.'' She confessed, too shy to make eye-contact with the person she considered her older brother.

''You like him?''

Do I like him? Do I like him? Do I like him? The question rang through her head like your favourite song would.

''I think I do.''

''You think you do?''

''You're judging me, Myungho.''

He laughed at her hopeless facial expression, realising his question indeed came out of a place of judgement. ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that.''

''It's just that… I thought you liked Mark.'' Minghao addressed the elephant in the room, wondering about the boy who had clouded his younger sister's mind, and maybe even heart.

At the mention of the rapper, she let out a sigh. ''I do like Mark, it's just so… so…''

''Complicated?'' He finished her sentence for her.

Ming nodded, a guilty feeling creeping up on her. ''I'm such a bitch.''

''Why? Because you like two guys who treat you very well and seem to like you just as much? Yeah, you really are a bitch, Yerimie.'' Minghao said, the sarcasm making her chuckle.

She groaned, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. ''What do I do, oppa?'' The frustrations in her voice not escaping him.

''Follow your heart, I know it's cliché,'' he laughed, ''but I know you'll do the right thing, whatever that may be.'' He patted her back.

''Just keep in mind that you're a public figure and things have consequences, be careful with what you do.''

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