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this fic changed my life i read it a month ago n still think abt it daily especially part 2 w joong holyyyyy shit reblogging to change all ur lives too

Read For Me 》 P. Seonghwa

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔:

One

Two (new!)

Three (in progress...)

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫.: books, fanfictions, TV shows and games took your excitement about real life away. nothing has your heart beating fast, everything is pretty much the same and dull to you. nobody could pull you out of your void of fantasy for a long time. still, your best friend decides to try one last time. she does succeed, but not in the way she meant. 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: psh x reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.9k 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: smut, angst, best friend's father seonghwa 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing, nsfw scenes, unprotected sex 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: in my dilf atz phase.

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲.

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Buried into your books and the void of the fantasy world, you had little to no excitement left in your body for the real life events. They lacked... something. Everything was awkward, miscalculated, weird and stiff. In books, the world was so fluid. Tension, passion, strong emotions like love and hate were on almost all pages. It filled your empty memories and fantasies just right. You now wished to drop out of college, buy a castle, run into a mysterious higher vampire and be the reason he exists as a good person now. Or maybe succeed in going through the wall and ending up on Platform 9¾, preferably face first into Cedric Diggory's chest.

Erotica isn't foreign to you either. They say the dirtiest ones are usually the virgins. And they weren't wrong. The amount of frustration trapped in you did you no good. You used to wonder how your male friends could do it so often, but once you got a taste of that side, you understood better than anyone. Countless nights of your fingers working on all your sensitive buds had you only wishing for more, even after release. It just wasn't enough. You hoped for a miracle every single time. You hoped that one of the men from your fantasies would appear in your room and satisfy you just how you wanted. Wouldn't it be just perfect if Henry Cavill appeared in the room? Preferably in his Witcher costume? If not him, then Lee Dong Wook would do equally good.

You drop your book on the bed. Your eyes skimmed over words, but you didn't pay attention to a single thing that was written. You decide to take a break from reading. Maybe you could even drink your first glass of water today. The sun was almost setting, yet you only had a bowl of cereal and half of a pizza slice. You glance at the clock. You despised it. It only reminded you of how fast time flies. You didn't even get to the steamy part of your fantasy, yet you already had to get dressed and wait for your friend in the driveway.

Your college best friend is back from her seasonal vacation in the Alps. Or was it Greece this time? It didn't even matter. It seemed like they only went to keep the tradition, not because they wanted to. She was probably richer than the whole college combined, yet she didn't know where to use all her fortune. So she settled for buying presents for her friends, which is why you now have a full wall covered with books and collectible figures and movie props.

Thirty minutes later, you are outside, your eyes searching for a black Mercedes with light up wheels and a suspicious looking driver. All three of their bodyguards were funny. They weren't as they described them in books. Her bodyguards were stiff, bland, and didn't say more than a greeting. You didn't exactly expect them to flirt with you any chance they get like you were used to on the pages, but the behaviour was still a disappointment for you.

Chills run up your spine as you watch the sun set. You regret picking out the outfit you are wearing. As if you weren't aware that the summer days are far behind. You wore the dress you got from her last trip to Paris. She had a great fashion sense and loved fashion in general, and to turn down her clothes meant a heartbreak for her.

"As soon as I saw it, I thought: her."

The way she described how she found it was amusing to you. It was knee-length and had long see-through sleeves. You felt the prettiest in it.

Finally, you heard the familiar engine. You didn't even have to look. The vehicle pulled up in front of you, and before the driver could get out, the door opened. A tall masculine figure stepped out of the car, and opened the door all the way for you. You feel chills run up your spine once again, this time not from the cold, but from the sight in front of you.

The man in front of you was absolutely stunning. He had the sparkliest and biggest eyes you had ever seen, broad shoulders, a confident smirk and-

"Dad, stop messing with her! She will think she is going to get kidnapped!" Your friend's voice yelled from inside the car.

You gulped, eyes still not leaving his face. In the three years of your friendship with her, you never saw her parents. Especially her father. Not even on photos. So, naturally, you'd need time to recover from this shock.

"Whenever you are ready."

The man politely bowed his head towards the seats, then stepped back so he could close the door after you. He sat in the front seat, then nodded towards the driver as a sign to turn on the engine.

The ride was peaceful, if you exclude your friend's nails clicking against the phone screen.

"I hear you like books." The words drip from his lips like honey.

You blush at simple eye contact through the rear mirror. His gaze has your fingers playing in your lap and your thighs pressed together.

He is so hot.

"I do, Mr Park."

"That's lovely. It's rare to find people in younger generations that enjoy reading. They mainly use it as a reason to bully someone."

"It truly is," you confirm, wanting to keep the conversation going. "You enjoy books too, Sir?"

Fathers of your other friends usually tell you to call them by their names. But not Park Seonghwa. He sure as fuck is not like other fathers you've met. You don't remember the last time your cheeks felt so hot because of someone.

"Of course. I have a whole library in my house. You are free to see it if you wish. My sweet social daughter will show you. Won't you, darling?"

His gaze switches to your friend, who is too invested in the ongoing conversation on her phone to pay attention to the one happening in real life.

"Sure, sure."

Park Seonghwa shook his head with a chuckle, then sat back in silence. You looked around you. The girl next to you was dressed beautifully as usual. It surprised you how she could make all those weird elements feel so ordinary and pretty. You, on the other hand, struggled to pair the jeans and a top. You barely figured out which shoes went with the dress. You felt underdressed. Her father wore a suit, and she had an elegant short blazer which matched her trousers, paired up with heels and a matching purse. You had a phone in your hand and a tote bag with your pajamas for the night. And a jacket to keep you warm. It didn't go with the outfit you had poorly put together at all. You wanted to run back home and wear something more fitting for the house you'll be staying in for a day or two.

You were in it once. You felt ridiculously small inside it. The ceilings were so high, dazzling chandeliers hanging from them. The windows were tall and in a minimalistic style. You only wondered how much time it took to clean them. They had all sorts of things you thought were unnecessary. Like a pool. The beach was just fifteen minutes away, the pool was there just to show off. So many bedrooms also had you confused. Since Spring, only two people live there now; your friend and her father. The mother filed for a divorce as she found love in a tourist from Poland. Poor Mr Park.

"Let's go," your friend finally put the phone away.

It took you a few moments to take in all the differences that were made. The portrait of a woman and a child above the fireplace was now gone and replaced with one of the man you just met and a young lady in which you found a sister 3 years ago.

"Anyone want my famous fig cheese prosciutto bites?" The man held a silver plate full of the said bites in front of the girls.

"No, dad, disgusting. Fruit and meat?"

"Growing up this spoiled one would think your taste in food would get better. Chicken nuggets don't really pass as an appetiser meal."

You watch with amusement as the two exchange a few funny grimaces, before your friend makes her way towards her room. "You eat some of that, since I know damn well you didn't eat shit today."

"I so did."

"You're so lying, bitch."

You laugh, ready to throw the word right back at her, when you feel Mr Park's gaze on you.

"Cuss her out all you want. It is none of my business."

"No, no. It's not quite appropriate for someone to talk like that."

In front of you, you add in your mind.

He hums, then smiles at you. "Bite?"

"I'd love to."

It takes only an eyebrow raise from him to let you know that you could've worded it better.

"I mean, I'd love one."

You take one from the plate, then admire it. Were you supposed to shove the whole thing in your mouth? Maybe pull it apart and eat it in rows? Bite into it?

"I don't usually try to poison my daughter's friends, doll. Just enjoy it. If we don't eat these tonight, they will go bad and I'll have to throw them away."

The little nickname slip had your toes wiggling in your shoes. He is so effortlessly breathtaking. Seeing that you're still struggling with the food, he takes one bite in his hand. He removes the toothpick holding the ingredients together, then steps towards you.

Every thought you had in your mind until then disappeared. Park Seonghwa gently cupped your lower jaw, and you relax into his touch. You look straight into his eyes as he puts the food between your lips. When you fail to move on your own, he smirks with amusement. Two fingers gently push the food into your mouth, resting on your tongue for a split second.

"Can you chew that for me?"

You feel your core throb. You feel fragile and weak under his touch. Most of all, you feel horny for your friend's dad. You remember to blink, then start chewing on the delicious food. He does not avert his eyes as you do so. Once you made sure to chew enough times, you finally swallow. A satisfied smile decorated his face as his thumb caressed your cheek, hand still cupping your jaw.

"Good girl."

You think you see stars. Park Seonghwa has an impact nobody ever had on you. And lots of them tried. Park Seonghwa didn't even need to try. He just - existed.

The man lets go of your face, then silently makes his way towards his room. At least you assume it is his room. He walked away so calmly, almost making you think you imagined what had just happened. Your face suddenly feels empty and cold without his touch. He had you in a chokehold with a simple touch and a smile.

You almost forget about your best friend waiting in her room. You hope your blushing won't betray you. After all, she must be tired of people wanting to fuck her dad.

Your conversations and jokes don't stop until after midnight. By now, you've had a stand-up show, a few episodes of your favorite TV show, a few funny clips of your favorite artists, and a fashion show. You are exhausted, almost ready for bed. Almost. You still need to get the frustration out somehow. The younger girl is more than ready for bed. The moment her head touched the pillow, she was out of this world. You laugh at her smeared makeup, then reach for the box of wet wipes. You gently clean her face, then try to do her usual routine. You don't remember it, but you try your best.

You make your way to her tall mirror, ready to clean your face too. If your best friend didn't study and work with fashion, she would surely be a makeup artist. It's a pity that you have to wipe down the art she created. Your hands fall down, and your eyes skim over your outfit and hair. She made you wear the brand new lingerie she got for her birthday as a joke. It was funny when they were in her hands, but you'll never forget the gasp that came out of her when you stepped out of the big wardrobe.

"Wanna scissor?"

You'd be up to try it, just not with her. Not while you have her dad on your mind. Perhaps- perhaps you could suddenly get thirsty and go to the kitchen dressed like that? The lingerie was now hidden under a short silver silk dress she wore for her ex boyfriend's birthday party. It looked plain and stupid, but the young girl had the power to turn it into something jaw dropping. Paired with silver heels and dazzling makeup, you looked ready for, well, someone to destroy it.

You open the door, then slowly step in the hallway. The girl explained that Mr Park's room is at the end of the hallway, but you cannot just walk in and expect something to happen. Maybe he simply liked teasing. Maybe he never responds to all those calls for pleasure. He is surely aware of what an impact he has on people, and maybe he finds it amusing. You still have a shot to see for yourself.

You drink a glass of water. Then another one. He isn't here. He must be asleep already. He is a hard working man after all. All this didn't come into his life easily. God, good looking and hard-working? He must be the whole package. Who in their right mind would leave a man like this? Perhaps she couldn't keep up with his sex drive. You hope.

You set the glass aside, and examine the kitchen again. Many drinks decorated the shelves, along with luxurious looking glasses and other glass decorations. You could only dream of having a home like this. You could probably afford a single spoon from the bottom drawer. You just couldn't wait to meet your soul mate and force your brilliant ideas on them. After all, you have a gift for that. Decorating, I mean. Not the forcing part.

You feel less sleepy now that you've drank so much water. You wander around the living room for a while, hoping he would come down at any moment. Yet it still doesn't happen. Your feet carry you to the door near the staircase. You slowly open it, then look around. With your luck, he will come down now that you are snooping around his home. He better stay asleep now.

You step inside, debating whether to turn on the lights. Fuck it, you think. Your hand finds the light switch on the cold wall. You squint at the sudden brightness. It takes a while for your eyes to get used to it, but when they do, all you can do is gasp.

The walls were covered with antique bookshelves, each filled with books from top to bottom. They were divided in sections, and they had the most beautiful covers and spines you've ever seen. You step inside, closing the door behind. The room was endless rows of fantasy, sci-fi, romance, poetry, educational books, and-

Erotica.

Fuck, lots of erotica. A whole wall, maybe even two, dedicated to the sinful delight. You didn't even need to check if you're right. You'd recognise some of those spines even in darkness. A single desk is placed in the middle of the room, along with a comfortable looking chair. Pens and notebooks are neatly placed in the top corner, and a book rests at the edge. A suit jacket, most probably Mr Park's, is placed over the backrest. The room was organised, clean, and smelled like sandalwood mixed with jasmine. It was pleasant enough to just stand there. Yet the curiosity got the best (or worst) of you, as it always did.

The smell of books takes over your senses. You feel the worn out spines and edges under your fingertips. He has them all: from the very first romance novels with the very first sex scenes to steamy books who had sex written all over them. You weren't sure which ones you liked more. You only knew that you'd settle for anything just to get a little taste.

Your gaze falls on the book which laid on the desk. His most recent read, perhaps? It still had a bookmark, you notice. You sit on the chair, and almost sink into it from the softness. You close your eyes, inhaling all the scents you can. You sense a hint of bourbon. Even his scent makes your lower stomach burn with unreleased sensation.

You take the book into your hands, then turn it over. The summary made your curiosity even worse, and you could forget about sleep for at least two more hours. You lean back, put your feet on the desk, and happily start with the book. It has a plot, of course, but currently? You couldn't give a single fuck about it. But you aren't one to skip pages just to get to a certain point in the story. So you force yourself to read through the little boring descriptions. In the corner of your eye, you spot a box of tissues peeking out of the bottom drawers. You see no other chairs around here. It means that nobody enters the room.

A man and a box of tissues mean only one thing.

You sigh at the picture that forms in your head. You see Mr Park sitting on the chair. He is wearing his suit vest, a book in his hand and legs spread comfortably. His other hand is wrapped around his cock, which you know is thick. Your eyes have dropped down there once or twice. He is lazily stroking himself, his attention still fully on the book. There is just something so fucking hot about watching a man satisfy himself.

You feel your throat go dry. You open your eyes, ready to put the book away and try to go to sleep. Yet the plot has just started to get steamy. You sit back once again, the book in your hand not getting any rest tonight. Your eyes skim over the hot descriptions, each making you more flustered. The thought of Park Seonghwa reading this is driving you crazy.

Nicholas has waited for this moment for months, yet it felt like years to him. He would use every second of it, and he will be the best she ever had.

He worshipped her all night long, explored her body with his tongue, whispered sweet nothings into her ear, and grabbed at anything he could. He devoured her, his wet muscle tirelessly working on her sensitive bud. Her cries of pleasure had him cumming in his own pants, yet he didn't care. He existed for her, and her only.

Was it too much to ask for a simple eating out? You wonder how it feels. You had one, a long time ago. Along with a messy first time. God, the second time might've been ever messier. None of it was enjoyable. You too wanted to be manhandled. You too wanted to be worshipped. You wanted someone to tirelessly eat you out until you cream. And scream.

You groan. Continuing will do you no good, but going to sleep is impossible. You could rub out a quick one and then try to rest. Wouldn't be your first time. You feel yourself dripping through your panties. All these descriptions have your head spinning. You reach for the box of tissues. The last thing you needed was to leave evidence that you snooped around. If you're going to leave one, it better not be an arousal stain on the chair.

You pull the drawer so you can take the box out easier. If your jaw could drop to the floor, it probably would. Deeper in the drawer laid a purple gadget. You knew very well what it was. You were never brave enough to get one for yourself. Your parents liked to snoop a lot, and just now you realise where you got it from. He didn't use it on anyone, did he? Your friend did not mention any women near Mr Park. Besides, it feels good for men too.

You carefully take out the wand. It looks brand new, the see through film still wrapped around the head. It could help you out. You'd be finished even quicker. Nobody will ever know. You cannot afford it anymore anyway, so wasting an opportunity like this seems like a shame to you.

You put each leg over the armrests, then lay back comfortably. You press a button. The buzzing sound has your stomach filled with excitement. You resume the reading, the wand dangerously close to your crotch. You didn't remove the film, nor will you remove the panties. If someone barges in, you can throw it in the drawer and act stupid.

You bring the buzzing device closer, and closer, until it finally touches your burning clit. A gasp leaves your lips, the first vibrations giving you the satisfaction you needed. You try to focus on the words, yet the toy feels so good against you that you choose to drop the book and enjoy. You throw your head back, sighs and hums leaving your mouth as you work the toy on your clit. Your mind is clouded with thoughts of a single man. He is so close, yet so far. The scent from his vest is helping you get a clearer picture. He is skillfully working his fingers on you, filling you up just right and licking your juices off his hand so sinfully.

You groan. The vibrations are strong against you, and you don't think you can take it. You are not used to it. Fingers will have to do. You blindly search for the button. When you fail to find it, you open your eyes.

"Fuck-"

The rest of the words come out muffled. A hand is placed over your lips, and another one is covering yours on the wand. You shamelessly stare into the eyes of the man you want to fuck so bad. Judging by his gaze, you think he shares the idea. Without a single word, he presses the toy back into your clit. You sigh into his hand, head falling back and your back arching. You try to close your eyes, but a slap to your inner thigh makes you jump.

"Look at me."

You do as you are told. He does not avert his gaze, not even when you beg him to stop. You are feeling overstimulated, even though you did not orgasm.

"Found yourself a book to read?" He asks, eyes falling on it.

You nod. Now you know why the scent was stronger in the room. How long was he there?

"Come here."

He removes his hand from your face. You are taken aback by his demands. It is turning you on even more. With a single swipe, he drops all the pens and notebooks from the desk on the floor.

"You like wearing cute little dresses and parading around the house?"

"I wasn't-"

"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it." He licks his lips. His hands cup your waist, and you feel your body rise up. He places you on the desk, then rests his hands on your knees. In the most erotic way ever, he looks deep into your eyes, then gently spreads your legs. You want to melt into his arms right there. Mr Park steps between your thighs, hands resting on your cheeks.

"You look so innocent. So pretty for me to ruin."

You say nothing. Instead, you get closer to him. You wish to feel his lips. You wish to feel his tongue in many places.

"But you are far from innocent, aren't you? Probably the biggest slut I've ever met."

"Sir-"

"I don't fuck my daughter's friends, you know."

He places a hand on your chest, gently pushing you to lay down on the desk. He climbs on it with one knee, hand still caressing your cheek.

"Didn't promise anything about best friends though."

His lips hover above yours for a while. He is making it painful for you. He is making you beg. And you are ready to go down on your knees for him.

"I want to fucking ruin you, doll. I want to do all the things you've read about." He whispers into your mouth. His tongue peeks out to lick his lips, accidentally touching yours too. "I want to pound into you as you read your favorite book and struggle to focus. I want to tear you apart right on this desk."

You moan at his words. You swear you could cum from his dirty talk only.

"Will you let me get a taste of you?"

You nod eagerly. He chuckles, then presses a gentle kiss on your forehead. He is looking into your eyes in a way that has you rubbing your thighs together so you can get some friction.

"I need to hear you, love."

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"I'll let you get a taste of me," you repeat. It didn't sound as hot as when he said it. It didn't matter anyway.

Time passed so slow. You had an orgasm to chase, yet Park Seonghwa wouldn't move a single finger.

"Will you let me smear that pretty makeup of yours?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Will you let me stuff you with my cock like a good girl?"

"Y-yes, Sir," you breathe out. The formality is only adding up to the mood. First names are outdone anyway.

"And will you do as I say?"

"Yes," you nod, "yes I will. Anything."

"Anything?" He asks, his eyebrow raised.

"Anything, Sir."

Just when you think he is going to press his lips against yours, he reaches for something behind you. He holds the book in front of you, signaling you to take it.

"Read for me."

Read? It's erotica, not a bedtime story. Yet how can you say no when he asked you so nicely. You clear your throat, then continue where you left off.

"Nicholas held her thighs down to keep her from squirming. His tongue lapped at her clit without stopping. She begged, and begged for - oh!"

The buzzing device is spreading sensation on your clit. You look over the book, and find Mr Park focusing on the space between your legs. He is lazily dragging the wand across your crotch, occasionally pressing into the sensitive bud.

"Keep going," he ordered.

"S-she begged, and begged for more. She had cummed twice on his tongue already. Yet he didn't have enough. He wanted to watch her shake in his arms, beg ‐ ah, ‐ beg for him to stop. Nicholas then inserts his fingers into her, the tips searching for the sweet spot which - f‐fuck - had her groaning with pleasure."

The speed is increased, and your thighs are shaking. You think you're close already.

"I don't think I can handle it much longer." You say.

"I didn't ask."

With that, he increases the speed, this time dragging the toy more forcefully on your crotch. You could spill over the edge at any moment. You want to orgasm with his fingers, not a stupid toy.

"The books isn't going to read itself."

"She held onto his hair for dear life. The pressure was building up at the bottom, and- ah, fuck ‐ and, and-"

"And?"

"I'm going to cum," you cry out.

"I don't remember that being in that scene yet."

"Please-"

"Read."

Your eyes fall back on the words. You just want to lay down and enjoy. Why does he enjoy teasing so much? It's not as fun as it looks or sounds.

"‐and she could feel herself cumming all over his face once again."

You lower the book, just enough so you can look at him. He is focused on his movements. His long, slender fingers are gently pressing your thigh against the wooden surface, while his other hand is working the toy on you. The vibrations change speed and strength, and that's what's keeping you from finishing right in front of him. His tongue wets his lips again, and his lips stay open. He lets out shallow breaths as he watches you clench around nothing.

"Look at you, shamelessly dripping on my work desk." He says, his voice low and raspy. He looks into your eyes, right before he lifts the toy.

He does not break eye contact with you. He climbs on the desk again, spreading your legs with his own and resting his hand on your exposed lower stomach. His hand is hot against your skin. You are ready to give yourself to him in any way.

"You like the book so far?"

"Yes, Sir."

He drags his hand up your stomach, lifting your dress along the way. He takes his sweet time, doing nothing but giving you goosebumps and making your breathing harder. The dress is now scrunched above your breasts, your friend's brand new lingerie completely exposed to his big pupils. It was an ugly colour, but somehow, Mr Park seemed astonished by the view.

"Ah, fuck."

You feel your bra being yanked down, and right after that a warm wet muscle circling over your tense nipples. A gasp leaves your mouth. Then another, and another, with each lick he generously gives you. He squeezes your breasts, massages them, works his tongue on them like it's the most delicious meal in the world. You swear you could orgasm just from this.

Mr Park allows himself to get a bit vocal. He hums around your nipples, gently sucking at them and squeezing the soft flesh around them. He enjoys your squirming under him. He enjoys your moans and gasps. He enjoys your fingers pulling his hair. Most of all, he enjoys how you lift your thighs up and try to meet his crotch, in hopes of getting more relief down there.

He lifts his head from your sensitive breasts, and gets closer to your face. His breathing is heavy against your mouth, and you can almost feel his heart thumping against your chest.

"Tell me, what is your favorite scene from the book?"

"What?" You ask, confused as to why he is insisting on reading and talking about the book.

"You heard me," he speaks into your mouth. He is so close, yet he doesn't dare touch your lips. It's making you extremely frustrating. You wanted to taste the lips that spoke sinful words. You want all of him.

"Well, I kinda liked the first time he fingered her."

"Did you now?" He acts interested. His eyebrow is raised with amusement because of your utter confusion.

"Yeah, I mean, it was hot as fuck. Him fingering her right there in the corner of the club? I swear I'd — oh."

His finger dips inside of you with ease. Your walls swallow it, clench around it, and feel warm against it. Mr Park is lets out a groan. Still, he continues, still looking into your eyes. "What exactly did he do?"

"He made out with her. And fingered her."

"That's all?"

His finger is not moving. It sits there comfortably, enjoying the warmth of your pussy. He licks his lips for the third time that night. He is fighting every urge inside him to just slam his cock into you and ruin you on the table. He wants to enjoy everything you want to give him.

"H-he—" your eyes roll back as he gently presses his finger upwards, "he uses one finger first, to get her used to it. He fingers her slow, and- and‐"

The man slowly pulls out, then equally slowly goes back in. He repeats the motion, and each time it seems slower to you. It is more intense, but you don't think you have the patience.

"He inserts another finger, to stretch her out. He speeds up a bit, and asks her- ah, fuck, asks her if it feels good."

Mr Park leans into your ear. "Does it feel good?"

"Oh, fuck yes."

You feel another finger stretching you our, then another. He watches as his fingers disappear between your tight walls, preparing you so well for him. He speeds up his pace. The sounds of his palm slamming against your pelvis along with your cunt making wet noises is making you arch your back from the table. You shamelessly moan into his mouth, hands grabbing at his shoulders, hair, face, anything.

You are pulled away from the world of ecstasy. You find yourself sitting up straight, your wrists caught in his hand. You are ready to whine about being so close, yet he stops you by pulling you off the desk. The dress falls down your body, covering it once again. The man pulls you off the table, and in a split second, he has you slammed against the bookshelves. You are ready to complain, but he stops you by slamming his palms against the shelves near your head. He looks at you, as if asking if you still want it. You respond by getting closer to him, testing the waters. He doesn't pull away. Instead, he captures your lips with his, hungrily sucking on them and biting them. His tongue is gentle against yours, giving it light strokes and circles. Your fingers find themselves tangled into his hair, then down his neck, shoulders, until they finally rest on his chest. He stops your hands from unbuttoning his snow white shirt. He pulls away too quickly for your liking.

You stare with surprise as he drops down on his knees. Fuck, you love the way he looks at you from down there. His fingers graze the skin of your thighs, then gently lift up the dress.

"Hold that for me." He orders in a whisper. You quickly obey, grabbing the material and holding it above your lower stomach. "Then what happened?"

"The guy took her outside, behind the club. He made her stand against the wall, much like me now. And then—"

You now realise what he is doing. He is recreating the scenes you have just read. He is fulfilling your fantasy. He is doing just what you always wanted, and he doesn't even know it. A sudden boost of confidence enters your body. You could drop a few lines that weren't in the book. He wouldn't notice now, would je?

"He ate her out."

"Did he?" He asks, voice dripping with horny thoughts said out loud. "And just how did he do that?"

"He licked every inch of her skin, explored every curve and bump, and sucked on a specific spot."

The man smirks, then pokes his tongue out. You finally get a chance to see exactly how long it is. He licks a warm stripe over your folds and clit. Your knees are wobbly, and you wish you could've stayed sat down. His hands are gripping you thighs, buttocks, and the back of your knees. He is fully focused into absolutely ravishing you.

He mercilessly licks your clit, each swipe making you more sensitive. He works it up and down, then in circles, then flattens the wet muscle so that he can take in all of you. He makes lewd noises, almost slurping at your arousal and folds.

"So heavenly," he groans. He hums as he speeds up his tongue against your clit.

Short moans leave your mouth, and you find yourself gripping your nipples over the shiny fabric. You pull and squeeze his hair between your finger, and you think you'll choke him with your thighs. He doesn't complain once.

"I'm close—" you whimper, white dots already appearing in front of your eyes.

It was as if you said "stop". He stands up, hand resting on your jaw. He lifts your head to look at him. His lips are glistening with your arousal, and you think it's the hottest thing ever. He dips his thumb and index finger into your cheeks, making you hollow them and open your mouth. He leans in, and just when you think he is about to kiss you, two fingers find themselves resting on your tongue. He proceeds to push them back, right at the end of your tongue. You tear up, but don't gag. He is very distracting with his stare.

You close your lips around his fingers, tongue circling around them and wetting them. He takes them out, puts them in his own mouth. He steps back for a bit, and you carefully follow his every movement. He rips the fabric of his shirt, and buttons drop down on the floor. The sight has you dripping down your legs. You don't get a chance to say much, he pushes you against the desk, this time with you facing the surface. You feel the wet digits spread your folds. You then feel a wet trail rolling down your pussy.

Did he—? Did he spit directly on your pussy?

You hear the belt unbuckling, then fabric shuffling. Something hot touches your other cheeks, gently caressing them and leaving a trail of precum. His hand reaches near you, taking the book and opening it where you marked it. It then cups your neck, gently pressing the sides of it just enough to make you dizzy.

"Read for me, doll."

"But-"

He leans down, feeling a bit annoyed at all your protests. "Read for me so I can stuff you with my cock in peace."

You have no other choice but to continue. You feel him circling your folds, but not touching you where you need it.

"Nicholas couldn't believe how long it had been since he last felt her. He pounded into her like there was no tomorrow. His hips forcefully connected with hers— ah!"

You feel him stretch you out. The sweet burning sensation is back, this time actually pleasant. He fills you to the end, hands tightly holding onto your waist and neck. He pulls out, just to slam back into you, much like Nicholas.

"He watched her tits bounce with every hip thrust he m-made, a sight for sore eyes. He fondled her nipples, listened to her moans and watched her face twist wit-th pleasure—"

His hands move your body towards him, making him reach spots that have you gripping the edge of the desk.

"Please let me enjoy this, Mr Park. Oh please, let me."

He pulls your hair, making your back arch and your head fall back. He looks at you from above, hips still working their pace.

"You're saying you're not", thrust, "enjoying this?"

"No, I just—"

"I spoiled you," thrust, "in such a," thrust, "short," thrust, "time."

He proceeds to thrust a few times faster, then slows down. He fucks you nice and gentle, occasionally letting out a grunt or a hiss. He goes deep, making you roll your eyes.

"Look at me," he pulls your hair more.

You whimper, the pleasant pain spreading over your body.

"Look at your pretty makeup running down your cheeks."

He wasn't lying when he said he is going to ruin you. He turns your body over with ease, and you wonder just how strong this man is. Mr Park lifts your legs on his shoulders, the position giving him more access to all the sweet spots. He slams into them with no mercy, abuses every weak spot you have, and fills your mouth with his fingers to keep you quiet. They don't help much, since you are equally loud even when he tries to make you gag.

"Want me to fill you up like a stuffed toy?"

"Please," you manage to beg.

Your eyes roll back from pleasure, and you are feeling like you're floating. You are so close, and if he cums inside you, you will cum right then. Mr Park is now moaning. His hands are gripping your waist, slamming your weaker body into his hips. Sweat is decorating his exposed body, and his hair is sticking up everywhere. Watching him focus on chasing his high is something you'll always remember with love. He is progressively getting sloppier and louder, and you just can't wait to see him cum.

You are squeezing and milking him so well, he could go all night long with you. He lets out a prolonged moan as he spills into you, hips still working in and out. You follow after, the feeling of warm seed touching the right places.

"Fuck—" you moan, moving your hips and riding out your high.

The man drops on top of you, cock still deep inside.

You notice the windows are foggy, and the smell of sex is more than present in the room. You don't want to move. You want more. It just isn't enough.

"Ah fuck, I could go for a second round." He admits.

"I can handle it."

"But I can't so please go to sleep or go fuck outside."

Shit.

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deal - k.hongjoong 18+

↣ pairing: hongjoong x fem!reader ↣ genre: fluff smut/nsfw ↣ wc: 10.3k ._. ↣ for anonymous: “hongjoong + roommates au + “Do I love you? Yes. Do I like you? That’s still up for debate.” for drabble game?” ↣ warnings: protected sex, nsfw, oral: fem receiving, lewd innuendos ↣ a/n: thank u so much to my besties my babies my beloveds @ppersonna​ and @uhmingi​ for reading and betaing this beast i love u both sm 🥺

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rule number one: do not under any circumstances sleep with a roommate.

a rule you put in place several years ago, freshman year of college when your eye landed on the person you were assigned to, and it has never failed you in the six years since that moment.

your reasons for such a rule are simple: 1) no muddled feelings or relationships if you don’t fuck. too many people get involved in relationships that have benefits but no feelings and it tends to end badly when someone gets jealous or catches feelings for the other. so it’s easiest to avoid that issue altogether. 2) no annoying questions from friends or family. while you still do hear the stray ‘are you dating’ question here and there, it’s greatly avoided because you can easily say without an ounce of guilt ‘no, we’re not fucking and we don’t plan to’. 

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BILLLIE ‘Kick It’ @ Asia Artist Awards after stage

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DAHYUN TALK THAT TALK, 2022

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A-z Yugyeom (GOT7) analysis, please? 💕

a - aftercare

a baby, he would be so affectionate & loving afterwards. snuggling and giving soft kisses, whispering sweet nothings.

b - body part

on himself, he loves his hands & his hips - both for how defined and pretty they are; and how well he uses them. on his partner he would also adore their hands & hips, holding them and kissing them, whenever and wherever possible.

c - cum

oh boy oh gosh he loves lapping up his partner’s cum especially if it’s mixed with his own. he would love his partner doing the same, it would drive him crazy in the best way.

d - dirty secret

speaking of cum, he would get so dizzy with arousal at even just the thought of his partner swallowing his seed. it could make him cum again immediately after the first time, thinking of his partner’s stomach getting filled up with his cum.

e - experience

this boy’s experienced, that’s for sure. he wouldn’t judge a less experienced partner, in fact he’d get joy from helping them figure out what they like and showing them what he likes too.

f - favourite position

he’d love his partner being on top; cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, sixty-nine and face sitting especially. he just loves holding his partner down by their hips as he (or they) go to town.

g - goofy

he would love to have fun with it and make his partner giggle ;-; he’s so sweet.

h - hair

i honestly think he’d dye his pubes to match his hair, it started off as a joke but now he finds it genuinely fun.

i - intimacy

once he finds someone he really likes and commits too, he would be so sweet and caring. it would become an act of love along with the pleasure, making sure they know he loves them during and especially after ;-;

j - jack off

if he’s not seeing anyone he would jack off heaps, every night if possible. i also 100% believe he would have a fleshlight.

k - kink

oh gosh, not a kink but he would be so crazy for the vocal aspect of sex. hearing his partner make noise, no matter how small or quiet it would make him feral. also a little cumplay as stated before teehee.

l - location

i had this dream abt car sex with him once, it has not left my mind since and i imagine he would be a big fan of that. like him putting the seat back as his partner bounces on his cock, or taking it to the back seat,,, also practice room sex, him & his partner watching themselves in the mirror,,, whew.

m - motivation

it would b so easy to get yug going with dirty talk. you could even just say something suggestive in passing, no intention behind it and suddenly yug would be a mess. even saying something new you think you should try, yug would want to try it instantly even hearing you say it.

n - NO

i honestly don’t know, i think there’s the typical things most ppl r turned off by that yug wouldn’t want to try, like feet.

o - oral

oh absolutely giving. like i said before, his partner sitting on his face being a moaning mess, their cum dripping down his face & neck as he holds them down and they grip his hair and ride his face.

p - pace

we all know he could go either way, depending on the mood and situation. but i think however his partner wanted it would be how he gives it.

q - quickie

he would absolutely be up for quickies if him & his partners r needing it. especially in the practice room before everyone else comes in.

r - risk

if his partner rlly wanted to try smth he would consider it and try it, UNLESS he rlly knew he wouldn’t like it. otherwise he’d b game to experiment.

s - stamina

he’s a god tier dancer of course he’s got great stamina, he’d b able to recharge quickly and go round after round until he shoots blanks. however, he would cum quicker & quicker the more rounds he did.

t - toy

he would own toys, but more for solo activities than for using on his partner. if his partner introduced toys to him & wanted to use them then he would & he’d have fun learning to do so.

u - unfair

oh this brat loves teasing more than anything, no matter if he’s domming or subbing. he’d love to edge and then overstimulate his partner to the point of crying.

v - volume

like i said before, absolutely LOVES loud sex. it lets him know he’s doing a good job and vice versa. especially if it’s cussing and dirty talk, it would make him absolutely feral.

w - wild card

he’d love being pegged. i’ve always loved the thought of sub/bottom yug and i still stand by it. he’d let his partner make him their bitch as a ‘one off’ but would never look back once it happened.

x - x-ray

hmmmm,,, even if he’s not that big he absolutely knows how to use it. and that’s what important.

y - yearning

he’d have a high sex drive once he’s committed, wanting to b around his partner as much as possible. wanting to show them how much loves them and pleasure them as much as he can.

z - zzz

i don’t think he’d fall asleep quick even if having sex before bed/at nighttime. in fact, i think he’d prefer to have it during the day and before he has stuff on during the day. he wouldn’t get tired from it either.

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hihii,, im sorry its been so long, being an adult is hard ;-; i had an almost finished fic on my old laptop, i just keep forgetting to transfer it to my new one (adhd things).

i just kinda wanted to update on who i won’t b writing anything for moving forward. a lot of members have left groups that i have on here, some of them i will continue to write for, so if they’re not named in this post, assume i will keep writing for them, even if not in their respective groups anymore. PLEASE RESPECT MY DECISIONS WHETHER U STILL LIKE THESE PPL OR NOT, harrassing me & trying to change my mind will not work i assure u.

jae from day6 - i unfortunately have lost too much respect for him to keep stanning, i unstanned a while ago and don’t see myself returning. this is rlly sad for me, as i saw him live & met him a couple times, he rlly did so much for me but his actions have continued to disappointed me to the point where i just can’t bring myself to love him anymore. i will keep past works on here of course, but all submissions for him & any that i get in future, will be deleted. please respect my decision.

lucas nct - even if you think he’s innocent or whatever, please respect my decision to not write about him or stan him anymore. i really used to adore him but as a victim of similar situations myself i can’t bring myself to try and write about him or stan him when his actions (real or not) really hurt me.

goes without saying that i will only write skz ot8, and i will also unfortunately not continue to write for to1, no hard feelings, just lost interest after most of the group left. chan also lost my respect & i don’t rlly like him anymore :/ i will keep my past works up, but nothing will be added.

however, i will be adding ph1 to my list of groups to send stuff for, after seeing them live at hallyupopfest in sydney, i am smitten.

thank u for supporting me even if i’m so inactive now ;-; i will try to get thru my submissions!! pls b patient

#kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #day6 #kpop smut #day scenarios #p1harmony #p1harmony scenarios #p1h #p1harmony imagines

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[KEONHEE]

웅아 생일 축하한다🎂

뭐 딱히 생일이라서 하는 말 맞는데

니가 내 친구라서 다행이고

함께라서 행복해👊🏻

생일 마이 축하한다잉💙🤍

그리고 우리는 꽤 동안임 ㅋㅋ

(우리42 오랫동안~)

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for @awek-s

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masterlist!!

RULES (please always check this before requesting)

PENDING LIST (please check here to see what upcoming writings i have, and to see if your request is on there or not!)

DRABBLE PROMPTS (one of those number things with quotes of them for drabbles, i will b doing this one until most of them have been done and then will change it around to another one!)

A-Z SMUT ANALYSIS TAG (an a-z list of how the selected idol would be in bed and things they’d do)

groups that i write about:

ATEEZ:

seonghwa;

boyfriend!seonghwa (christmas special)

hongjoong;

a-z smut analysis

BTS:

dom vs subs vs switches

bts kinks 

jimin;

student!jimin + teacher!reader - scenario (smut)

drunk + best friend!jimin confesses - scenario (smut)

jeongguk;

makeupartist!reader + idol jk (smut)

THE BOYZ:

jacob;

boyfriend!jacob (quarantine edition)

juyeon;

boyfriend!juyeon (quarantine edition)

kevin;

boyfriend!kevin (quarantine edition)

CIX:

jinyoung;

superhero!baejin pt.1

superhero!baejin pt.2

DAY6:

day6 kinks 

what sex position day6 prefers 

making out with day6 headcanons

reactions;

if their partner had more chub/stretch marks (not actual reaction tho ;-;)

their partner asking for shower sex 

jae;

cuddling with jae headcanons

better better - scenario (day6 as day6 songs; fluff)

sungjin;

cuddling with sungjin headcanons

afraid - scenario (day6 as day6 songs; au/angst)

brian;

cute date gets interrupted - scenario (fluffy af + angst)

wonpil;

a-z smut analysis 

GOLCHA:

golcha as types of kisses!

GOT7:

reactions;

angry sex (not rlly a reaction, more like short scenarios for each member)

mark; 

a-z smut analysis

bambam;

a-z smut analysis 

youngjae;

happy birthday - scenario (smut + little fluff)

iKON:

mtl likely to date a foreigner 

ikon kinks

hanbin;

boyfriend!hanbin 

MONSTA X:

dom vs sub vs switch 

mx kinks

shownu;

do you think im careless?  - drabble (angst)

won’t be long - scenario (angst + fluff)

kihyun;

enemies to lovers (but not really) - scenario (angst + smut)  

hyungwon;

i do love you - drabble (angst)

what an awkward situation - drabble (fluff)

a-z smut analysis 

jooheon;

boyfriend!heonie 

NCT:

127:

 johnny;

boyfriend!johnny

two piece - scenario (fluff)  

mark;

boyfriend!mark

DREAM:

chenle;

bestfriend!chenle

ONEUS:

reaction to s/o stealing their clothes

reaction to s/o teasing them in front of members

SEVENTEEN:

cuddling w svt series; 1 (perf. team) | 2 (hh team) | 3 (vocal team)

first kiss w svt series; 1 (hh team) | 2 (vocal team) | 3 (perf. team)

junhui;

can we go home already? - scenario (smut)

summer, but with you - scenario (fluff + smut)

mingyu;

a-z smut analysis

hansol;

boyfriend!hansol

chan;

boyfriend!channie 

STRAY KIDS:

bang chan;

ghostin’ - scenario/drabble (angst)

felix;

boyfriend!lix

TOO:

chihoon; 

anniversary - drabble (fluff)

chan;

valentines day - drabble (fluff)

TXT:

- no writings as of yet

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[210919] ‘talk & talk’ - jisun

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boyfriend!jacob (quarantine edition)

got a lotta requests for this boy after my kevin & juyeon versions so i hope all u jakey stans enjoy!! i accidentally made it a little too long but i guess that's a good thing teehee <3

your country had gone into lockdown recently

and your friend group had been video chatting daily

sometimes even playing games together or watching movies

games like among us, jackbox, cards against humanity, uno online

one among us game, your group needed one more person to play

so one of your friends asked their friend jacob if he wanted to join

and he agreed

so he was added to the group chat

from then on he was a loyal member of your friend group

he messaged every day, always joined the video calls & gaming sessions

he brought such good energy and positive vibes to your group

so of course everyone liked him a lot from the get go

and he quickly found a permanent place in the group

a few weeks pass by

and your group had plans to video call & watch a horror movie together at 8pm

but when you entered the discord call, jacob was the only one there

you enter the voice chat and ask him where everyone else is

“i have no idea, i’m just playing genshin and waiting for everyone”

you waited for quite a while before your friends finally replied to your message

one saying that they actually can’t watch tonight

one friend forgot about it

and everyone just decided to cancel the plans

while you were disappointed, you ended up just staying on call with jacob all night

you really connected

becoming super close from that moment on

calling almost every day

and at the very least dming each other every day

nearly 24/7

you quickly developed a crush

falling for him very hard

you tried so hard to repress it and deny it to yourself

he became your best friend so fast

and you’d hate to ruin what had developed

you were so happy right now and if you lost him by bringing your feelings into it

you would never forgive yourself

one day one of your best friends noticed your chemistry with jacob in the discord call

so they slid you a dm

“yo what’s going on w u n jake? the way u joke w each other n keep giggling, r u dating?”

this made your heart drop, making you stop laughing as you become nauseous

“,,, what” you type back almost instantly, panicking

“i’m just curious, either way he clearly likes u. u should go for it, ur so cute tgt”

this made you gasp loudly in disbelief, making everyone confused

then you just left the call without saying a word

you didn’t know what to do

was it obvious you liked him? what if he found out? what would happen to your friendship? to the group?

you saw a message notif come up in your dms

from jacob

your heart stopped

you scroll through the rest of your messages trying to avoid his

you forget and acidentally click on the message notif, flinching out of anxiety

your heart is racing

“why’d you leave? :(“

how on earth were you going to reply to that

“it was an accident,, i spilt tea on my keyboard :(“

nice save

or so you thought

“hmmm,,” he replies

“why hmmm?” you reply, hoping he doesn’t say what you think he’s gonna say

“ur lying to me >:(“

you groan

why does he have to be so intuitive

“AM NOT” you immediately front

“whatever u say :)” he teases

you angry react it, being too scared to say anything else

“anyways come back to the call now” he says quickly

“hmmm,,, no”

“whattt why? :(“ you can hear his whiny voice saying it

“im tiredddd”

“but :(“ he stops there and then starts typing

you can hear your heart pounding in your ears

it feels like he’s typing for hours before he finally sends it

you stop breathing at what you read

“i,,, miss you”

you don’t know how to feel

you can’t say anything or do anything

after just staring at the message for what must’ve been a minute he starts typing again

your brain screams at you to leave the chat but you can’t

or more.. you don’t want to

he keeps stopping and starting again

making your anxiety spike and your mind run rampant

when he finally sends it, it’s a whole paragraph but you read it all at 10x speed

all you process is the last sentence

“i really like you and if you would allow me to, i’d like to be in a romantic relationship with you - we can take it slow of course”

you didn’t know what to say, part of you is saying no because you’re so afraid to ruin the friendship

but most of you is saying yes

you don’t want to regret this like every other chance you missed in life because of fear

you can’t break his heart

you can’t break your own heart

and forever wonder what could’ve been

so you say yes

and you start having your own movie & gaming dates

eventually after a month of becoming more serious

you finally become official

you finally tell your friends

and all they have to say is ‘finally’

when you come out of lockdown and can finally see jacob and your friends in person

its even better than you could’ve ever imagined

all your worries instantly wash away

he’s everything you ever wanted

and so are you to him

#the boyz #tbz #theboyz #kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #kpop imagine #kpop scenario #the boyz fluff #the boyz scenario #the boyz scenarios #the boyz imagine #the boyz imagines #jacob #jacob bae #bae jacob #junyeong #bae junyeong #kevin #kevin moon #hyungseo #moon hyungseo #hyunjae #lee hyunjae #younghoon #kim younghoon #sangyeon #lee sangyeon #eric

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soo may i ask oneus reaction to you tease them in front of the members 🥺

ravn/youngjo: would give you this very serious monotone look that to others, would seem like he wasn’t giving you any kind of reaction at all but to you, you know exactly what kind of look it is and it sends shivers down to your spine. he smirks at your reaction, knowing he won the game you started.

seoho: tries to hide how flustered he is, stares at you wide eyed and his ears going a little red. he’d quietly tell you to stop and pull your arm down to sit next to him or take your arms, legs or whatever off him and would whisper to you to beg you to stop. you’d feel sorry for him, giggling at how bashful he is. of course you’d cover him in kisses to make up for it.

leedo/gunhak: i think in front of the others he wouldn’t know what to do and would go extremely red, trying his best to not act effected by it, biting his lip to stop from saying anything that would satisfy your teasing. and just furrowing his brows and shaking his head as he watches you, trying so hard to not give in. he knows that you know what you’re doing. after he can’t take it anymore, he’ll just grab your wrist and squeeze it really tight as he pulls you closer. you know what’s going to happen when you’re alone later.

keonhee: 100% would just tease you back and would do it 10x worse, immediately making you flustered and put an end to your teasing. even worse, he’d act like he had no idea what you were doing or what he was doing, pretending to think you were just having a normal conversation. as soon as you give up and smack him playfully and pretend to be annoyed he'd just wink at you with a huge grin, happy with his success.

hwanwoong: i think would be similar to keonhee and would just tease you back, but instead he’d just say one sentence that he knows always makes your stomach drop, he’d just smile at you and get real close, saying it really quietly and innocently. your smile would immediately fall and your entire body would go warm as your face goes bright red. he’d giggle and give you a kiss on the cheek, loving how easily he effects you.

xion/dongju: even more shy than seoho, he would completely freeze up and not know what to do. he would grab your hands tight as he stutters when asking you what you want and why you’re teasing him, begging you to stop. he’d just get even more flustered and blush even more seeing you giggle at him. you’d feel bad and apologise quickly, getting him his favourite snack and peppering him in kisses to make up for it.

#oneus #kpop #kpop imagine #kpop imagines #oneus imagine #oneus imagines #kpop scenario #kpop scenarios #oneus scenario #oneus scenarios #ravn #younjo #kim youngjo #seoho #lee seoho #leedo #gunhak #kim leedo #kim gunhak #keonhee #lee keonhee #hwanwoong #yeo hwanwoong #xion #dongju #son dongju #kpop fluff #oneus fluff #kpop boys

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HYUNJAE ACCORDING TO TUMBLR TAGS // happy hyunjae day! ♡ 97.09.13

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anniversary - choi chihoon

[10:45pm]

it was yours & chihoon’s anniversary and he had apparently planned a surprise for you, he was currently holding his hands over your eyes as he leads you to wherever the surprise is.

“chihoon, we’re in the elevator surely you can uncover my eyes now? until the doors open?” you whine.

“no, you can’t see what floor we’re going to or anything small that might ruin the surprise” he replies, not budging at your cute whiny voice. you just respond with a huff & a groan, pouting and crossing your arms.

“this surprise better be worth it or i swear choi chihoon i will-“

“we’re 2 metres away, just hold on ” he reassures you as you feel him push you out of the elevator and walking behind you. you suddenly feel the cold, light wind on your face and you know you’re on the rooftop of your building, but why? what is chihoon up to?

“okay…. now!” he counts down before removing his hands from your eyes. after your eyes adjust, the sight in front of you takes your breath away. he’s set up a picnic blanket with a little shelter area that looks like a mix of half-tent half-fort and even tho it was a mess, it made your heart soar because you can see how hard chihoon worked on it. it had fairy lights lined on the top of it on the floor on the sides of it. he even set up some beautiful lanterns, hanging from the veranda above the tent & blanket, with one placed right in the middle of the blanket as well. he really had put all his heart & love into this setup for you, and even though it was small and kinda messy you couldn’t care less. this was the most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for you.

“oh my gosh… chihoon…” you didn’t know what to say.

“do you like it?” he asks shyly, rubbing your shoulders from behind you.

“i love it” you turn around and hug him so tightly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. he is taken aback from the surprise of the sudden hug, but he quickly settles and hugs you back tightly, arms around your waist. he lifts you up and you wrap your legs around him with a giggle. he carries you over the blanket while you’re clinging on like a koala. he gives you a kiss before you stand back up and sit down on the blanket, chihoon sitting down in front of you. he suddenly seems nervous. you picked up one of the white rose petals on the blanket and press it down on chihoon’s nose, it immediately falls back down but the smile on chihoon’s face was worth it. you giggle and boop his nose.

“this is so perfect and sweet, thank you chi” you smile up at him.

“you’re welcome baby… i have something to give you” he sighs, clearly having to force the words out of himself.

“really? like what” you bite your lip, feeling your stomach turn a little bit. chihoon’s lets out a shaky sigh as he turns around and reaches under one of the pillows in the tent, pulling out a beautifully wrapped box with a big ribbon on the top. your eyes widen as you take it from his hands.

“chihoon, you really didn’t have t-“

“i wanted to, just open it and you’ll see okay? it’s important”

“you’re not proposing are you…?” you nervously ask, starting to unwrap the box. it’s small and dark blue, starting to look a little bit too much like a ring box. you reluctantly & slowly open the box and low and behold, it is a ring. your head shoots up at chihoon.

“chihoon i love you but… i don’t think we’re ready f-“

“i’m not proposing…. it’s a promise ring” he interrupts you, quickly going soft.

“oh…. oh my god” you relax, but quickly start to tear up realising how personal this gift is.

“the last few years i’ve spent with you have been the best years of my life, and i can’t see myself with anyone but you. you’re the endgame, we’re the endgame and while we’re not getting married anytime soon, this ring represents the commitment and the promise- my promise… to always love you and only you” chihoon rambles, grabbing your hands. you can’t even answer, if you speak you’ll burst into tears.

“it’s beautiful” is all you can croak out. chihoon smiles so sweetly at you, such deep love & endearment in his eyes. he grabs the ring from the box & slides in onto your finger, pulling his own ring out of his pocket and putting it on.

“now, before you cry i’ll actually start the food, no more crying honey” chihoon squishes your cheeks before turning around and pulling out the mini barbecue & meat from the tent. you wipe your tears away and giggle, you’re so lucky to have him.

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ah, yes. i shall name my child…new.