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inniessick · 1 year

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Thinking abt bf!Innie taking you to see a horror movie with his friends, but while watching the movie y/n gets rlly scared so Jeongin puts her on his lap and cuddles her. Then he fingers y/n in the car to make her happy💗🙁

oh ho ho nonnie... now you've put that idea in my head, and damn is it a good one.

word count: 1.4k

warnings: smut, cussing, petnames (babe, baby, pretty, lovely, princess, jeonginnie, jeong, innie) dom!jeongin, semi-public fingering, idk that's probably it. let me know if I missed any!

You were supposed to meet the guys at Hyunjin's place for your weekly movie night. there was only one problem, it was a horror movie. Despite yours and felix's protesting, it had been decided. You disliked horror movies, you were easily scared. You tried to convince Jeongin to not go this week, but he said he'd be right next to you so you didn't have to worry. That didnt help though, you didn't want to be scared.

"Baby, you almost ready to get goin'?" Jeongin knocked on the door to get your attention, peering his head into the room. You were picking up your phone from the bed, looking visibly pissed off. "Mhm, we can leave." your voice was flat as you opened the door fully, walking right past Jeongin. "Princess, dont be upset, it's just a movie. It's not supposed to be all that scary, anyways. We've been doing these movie nights for a year." You knew you shouldn't be this upset, but you hated scary things, you've always been that way. Jeongin hugged you from behind, murmuring into your neck, "Promise i'll keep you safe, pretty. it'll be over before you know it." You hummed, "If i scream its your fault! Lets leave before they get on your ass for being late again."

He held the door open for you, both of you making your way to the car. The ride wasn't long, you had started to relax a bit. You heard Jeongin take the keys out of the car, before he was making his way to open your door, holding his hand out, "C'mon, I know they're waiting for us." You both made your way up to the door, knocking and it being answered quickly. "Hyun!! They're both here, you can get the movie started!" Chan yelled to Hyunjin before greeting you both, "Made it on time this week?" You playfully hit his arm, "Shut up it was one time!" "You were literally an hour late!" "It was one time, Chan!" You both started laughing.

Everyone was figuring out their seats across the couch and floor. Chan spoke to the group, grabbing their attention, "Alright make room, the loverbirds have arrived." Han and Minho looking at each other before saying "Ew..." "Boo, tomato, nasty." Both of them teasing you two. Jeongin spoke, "Yea whatever, talk when you can actually get a girlfriend." Han rushing to defend himself, "Hey! I've had girlfriends before!" Seungmin turned to him, "When? In like 7th grade, for a week?" "You're supposed to be on my side dude!" "Just saying the tru-" Hyunjin clapped his hands, "Alright shut up, movies gonna start!" Everyone began to quiet down.

You and Jeongin sat on the far end of the couch, his arm holding your waist, giving you reassuring squeezes every time a jumpscare occurred. You weren't happy, but the movie seemed pretty tame. At least, that's what you thought before it started to get real gruesome. A loud noise coming from the tv causing you to gasp, "Fuckin hell.." Jeongin leaned his head down, "You alright babe?" "No Innie, it's getting too scary." "Cmere, sit in my lap, i'll hold you till its finished." You moved yourself onto his lap, still watching the screen, his hands holding your waist and thigh. Each time you got scared, you would push yourself into his chest, an involuntary reaction. What you hadn't noticed was each time you did that, your ass would move right against jeongin's crotch.

You felt his hands push your hips down, "Stop moving like that, we're in front of all the guys." You could finally feel how hard he was under you, your clothed cunt sitting right against it, you moved your hips forward slightly. He squeezed your hips again, pushing you down against him, leaning in towards your ear, "Behave, or I'll fuck you right in front of everyone." You nodded, focusing on the movie again, attempting to not move when you got scared. You had been doing a half-decent job, he knew you were trying your best. You gasped again, the main character getting dragged into a basement before having some not-so-pg13-things happen to them, you shook your head, grabbing jeongin's hands. "Shh, shh I got you." "No jeonginnie, it's too scary, dont wanna watch it anymore." "Movie is almost over, hang in there and i'll make sure you feel better in the car." "But-" You looked up at the screen, another jumpscare, making you push yourself against him, a feeble attempt to get away from the tv. "Just close your eyes baby, innie's got you. It's almost over, nothings gonna get you." You listened to him, closing your eyes and turning your head away.

It wasn't all that long before you started to hear everyone begin to speak. changbin spoke, "Alright, it wasn't that bad, look even felix was able to watch it." "Yea, could've been a lot worse." Felix looked over at you two, "Did it scare her?" He had asked Jeongin, "Mhm, she made it through most of it, though." Han patted your shoulder, "That's progress! Maybe next time you'll get through the whole thing." Your eyes widened, fuck that. "I'll stay home the next time if you guys wanna watch horror, Innie can go by himself." Jeongin squeezed your hand, "I think we'll both pass, don't want her getting freaked out again." Hyunjin chimed in, "That's probably a good idea, sorry we scared her." Jeongin tapped your leg, "C'mon, time to go home." You stood up from his lap, grabbing your belongings off the couch. "We're gonna head home, text me later so we know what were gonna do next week." "Yea! we'll make sure its some cringey romcom or something." You waved at the guys, wishing them all a goodnight.

You got into the car, holding Jeongin's hand. "Don't make me do that again Jeong, freaked me out too much." He moved his hand onto your thigh, "I know baby, 'm sorry." He moved his other hand to grab your chin, giving you a kiss. "Didnt think it'd be that bad, lovey." His hand ran up your thigh a bit more, your breath hitching because of how close he was to your core. "Want me to make it up to you? Make you feel good?" You looked at him, "But- We're in the car, what if someone sees?" "The boys are gonna stay inside, and its dark out, nobody's gonna know."

You nodded your head. "Want you to make it better innie.. was so scared." His hand moving to unbutton and unzip your jeans. "Mhm, I know. Let innie make it better." He leaned over more, kissing you while he slipped his hand into your panties. He moved his fingers right over your clit, rubbing it slowly, taking all your moans into his mouth. you moved away, trying to catch your breath, "Jeongin please, need your fingers, dont tease me." He moved his lips along your neck, "Alright, princess. Whatever you want." He gathered your slick onto his fingers, "So wet for me.." You moaned, bucking your hips against his hand. He pushed two fingers into your needy hole, causing you to gasp at the sudden stretch. "Gonna make sure you feel better," He curled his fingers, pressing against your sweet spot, slowly pumping the two digits into your pussy. "Fuck jeongin, there- need more, gimme more." "More what baby? What do you want?" "Innie~ Want you to go faster, need your fingers to make me cum." You threw your head back as he immediately fulfilled your request, fucking his fingers into you quicker, thumb making circles on your clit. "Can feel you clenching around me," "Fuck- Jeonginnie... mmm, please.." He curled his fingers again, grazing that gummy spot. Your back arched as he gripped your jaw, kissing you deeply before pushing his tongue past your lips. "Mmph.. mm-" You moaned into the kiss, moving your tongue against his. God you were so close, you were right there. He separated from your mouth, mumbling sweet nothings to you.He applied pressure to your clit, moving his thumb against it faster. "Innie.. baby wan' cum." "Go ahead, cum all over my fingers." "Shit.. ahh- cumming- innie~", gripping onto his wrist as you screwed your eyes shut, walls spasming around him.

"There you go, did so well for me." He removed his hand hand from between your legs, you whined at the sudden feeling of emptiness. He licked his fingers clean, "Always taste so good.." "Thank you, feel a lot better." He gave you a quick kiss on the cheek, before turning the keys and starting the engine. He took your hand in his, "Lets get you home so I can properly fuck you." You squeezed his hand a little, giggling at his comment. He flashed you a cheesy grin before driving away from Hyunjin's house, eager to do just as he had said.

a/n: thank you so much for being my first ask, nonnie! i loved writing this and may have gotten just a bit too carried away 😅😅.. I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED PUTTING IT TOGETHER!! YOURE ALWAYS WELCOME BACK INTO MY ASK BOX... remember, let's play ♡.

likes, reblogs and feedback are appreciated! ♡ my requests are open! let me know if you'd liked to added to a taglist for future works!

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yeoubye · 2 months

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SINPHO Playboy — Kim Woobin

“He becomes pathetic only with you.”

SYPNOSIS.

Woobin and his friend, Yoori, constantly go to off campus parties held by you more often than not. You are a man that is quite popular with others ranging from family status to your weekly house parties. So, out of sheer brilliance, Yoori challenged Woobin to see if he can actually live up to his title as a "player" and try to woo the host, aka you, in any way he can. He thought this was going to be a breeze in the park, a mere pebble in the road—and yet, as he caught sight of you, his body froze. Woobin was instantly smitten at first sight... by a man of all people. How could a man simply make him weak to his knees?

GREETING.

Woobin was the epitome of a playboy — a man without attachments yet still gets caught up in the game of love. He always found it simple, and easy to win over hearts.

His friend wanted him to prove his skills. So, she suggested Woobin seduce the unapproachable. You.

He had the intent of proving his title when he came up to you. Yet, found himself pathetically standing there, smitten at the sight of your ravishing looks.

Oh, he wanted you so badly.

RESPONSE EX.

He looked up from the pool as Woobin came back to him, now holding his pink drink. A smile immediately bloomed on those lips, the corners pulling up immediately. "Ah, thank you. But you really didn't have to buy me one." He mused, taking it between his fingers and bringing it to his parted lips.

Woobin chuckled, his ears flushed with warmth. He was still trying to compose himself, feeling his heart thump like crazy at the mere presence of the host. Woobin found himself wanting to be close, real close to him. He wanted the host's lips pinned against his own — but knew he couldn't make a move so easily.

He simply nodded. "It's okay. I insist." Woobin replied, unable to maintain any eye contact. His eyes kept straying down to those lips.

#1989SINPHO #1989BOTS #YEOUBIPOST

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shelbydelrey · 10 months

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Hi CJ! Thank you for the roses 🤗 This is an excerpt from a WIP that i'm not sure if it will ever see the light of day 😅 It's heavily inspired on Pride and Prejudice and there's a bunch of OCs in there. Hope you like it even though there's not much to drawn from 😁

"I can't believe you invited Tommy Shelby!" James exclaimed.

"Why wouldn't i?" His brother, Matthew, replied with a confused gaze. "He's my friend."

"I thought you had at least the dignity to cross the line at marginals while inviting people to your wedding!"

Yoona grabbed Matthew's elbow and leaned onto him worried that a fight would ensue. Yoori just watched wondering where all of that would lead.

#ask game #wip #peaky blinders wip

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btxtreads · 4 years

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today is the day | yeonjun

➳ Today is the day your best friend drags you to 25 years in the future. For fun.

↳ Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Reader

↳ word count: 3.1k

↳ genre: fluff, mentions of sexual activities but eh, time travel

↳prompt: Y/N and Yeonjun use a time machine to go to the future, and they meet a kid that immediately recognizes them as their parents. Cue the awkwardness.

↳a/n: found this on a prompt generator while looking for something to trigger my ~brain juice~ and thought it sounded cute. Enjoy >v<

“This is it,” Yeonjun gasped as he marvelled at the sight in front of him. “the next big invention,”

“Yes,” Y/N answered skeptically, narrowing her eyes at the machine. “A giant metal donut,”

“No!” Yeonjun pouted at the girl, glaring at her. “This is a time machine!”

“Are you sure it’s not like,” Y/N started, doubtful eyes glancing around the lab. “a ghostly portal or something?”

“Sure, it’s a portal,” Yeonjun smiled, wiggling his eyebrows. “to the future,”

He giggled as he ran over to the control panel next to the machine, leaving Y/N in front of the metal ring.

Y/N bit her lip, tilting her head at the machine.

“I don’t know, Junie,” she muttered, her eyes trailing over to the blonde happily gazing at the controls. “Are you sure about this?”

Yeonjun stopped, smiling softly at the girl.

“Do you trust me?”

Y/N’s heart stuttered in its wake.

Choi Yeonjun was a brilliant child, the son of two of the most greatest scientists and engineers of the century.

He was also very lonely, until he met Y/N in elementary.

She wasn’t anyone special. Y/N’s parents weren’t too rich or too famous, just wealthy enough to score her a place at a good school where she met him. Y/N’s parents didn’t know who Choi Sunwoo or Choi Hanbin, the world famous scientists, were. So, they didn’t really tell her to befriend anyone in particular—so she didn’t really interest herself in sucking up to Yeonjun. This is what drew him to her.

All those years leading up to this point, Y/N and Yeonjun’s friendship started because she treated him like Yeonjun—not Sunwoo or Hanbin’s son.

Sure, he met a couple more friends along the way. He’s got Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Hueningkai.

However, no one compared to Y/N. She was the best friend. No one else.

Throughout their friendship, Y/N has been pulled every which way by Yeonjun into pranks and trying out different scientific experiments by his parents—and none of them has ever worked bad for either of them. It’s been like that since they met until now, in their senior year of high school.

Sure, maybe what the both of them did was dangerous, but she was with her best friend. It will always be safe with him.

It also helps that she was completely and utterly in love with his cute face that always scrunches up when he’s confused or excited, his lips that pout when he’s whining or eating, his hair that always seemed to—

“Y/N?”

Y/N flinched and blinked over at Yeonjun, whose hand was outstretched at her and the other on the control panel.

He scrunched his face in confusion.

“D-Do you not trust me?”

“Of course, I do,” Y/N gasped, intertwining her hand with his outstretched one and moving closer to him. “I always will,”

Yeonjun smiled as he typed certain dates into the machine with a grin, his grip tight on her hand.

Y/N pulled him closer.

“I guess I’m just scared,”

Yeonjun froze, his finger close to the gigantic red button labelled LAUNCH.

He turned to her.

“What do you mean?”

Y/N frowned, pressing closer to the boy and running her hand through his freshly cut and dyed blonde hair.

She gazed into his eyes.

“I’m scared of what we’ll find when we get there,” She read the dates Yeonjun typed in.

His birthday in twenty-five years. September 13, 2045.

“What if I’m not there in your future in 25 years, Yeonjun?”

“Hey,” Yeonjun sighed, his hand landing on her face. “No, stop it. Chances are we’ll land in there and the first thing I’ll see is you eating my birthday cake,”

Y/N frowned as Yeonjun tucked her hair behind her ear.

“If I’m not there—“

“Then we’re changing the future to make sure you are,” Yeonjun stated firmly.

Y/N glanced up at him, to which he responded with a kiss on her forehead. “I’m not losing my best friend, you hear me?”

“Okay,” Y/N weakly nodded, to which he replied with another kiss on the forehead.

“You ready?”

“We’re travelling through time, on a machine we’re not even sure works properly,” Y/N mumbled, pressing herself to Yeonjun’s side. “How much ready can you get?”

Yeonjun giggled and pulled his hand from her grip, circling his arm her waist and pressing her closer to him.

“Here we go,”

He clicked the LAUNCH button.

Y/N yelped as she shot out of the wall after Yeonjun, who limply lied at the floor where he landed, gazing up at the ceiling and grunting loudly when Y/N landed on him.

She gasped, sitting up and looking down at Yeonjun, who slowly smiled and grasped her hips.

“Well, hello there,” Yeonjun chuckled.

“Junie, stop,” Y/N chastised, burning red once she realized she was straddling him.

What a precarious position to be in.

“Whose bedroom is this?” Y/N asked, clambering off of Yeonjun and nearing a bed situated nearby. “Where exactly are we? When are we?”

“I have a rough guess,” Yeonjun mumbled, pointing behind him to a gigantic calendar.

On the calendar, September 13 circled in red crayon and surrounded by multiple glitter stickers and hearts around it.

The gigantic design above it stated the year, 2045.

“We made it,” Y/N gasped. “We’re here,”

“We are,” Yeonjun gasped excitedly, going over to a desk and picking up a frame. “And look!”

The photo showed Yeonjun and Y/N, both wearing graduation caps in front of—

“Harvard University,” Y/N gasped.

“Surprise,” Yeonjun said, vibrating. “I actually know I got in and found out your results,”

“How?” Y/N gasped, hitting his arm.

“Ow,” Yeonjun pouted. “I found your acceptance letter on your kitchen counter this morning, stop hitting me,”

Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Hey, if we graduated together, I’m gonna guess that we stayed best friends after all these years, huh?” Yeonjun wiggled his eyebrows.

“We would have graduated at 2024—it’s 2045. This proves nothing,” Y/N argued, waving the photo around.

While arguing, the door to the room slowly opened.

Yeonjun turned around, eyes locking with eyes.

By the door was a young girl—maybe 3 or 4, peeking in.

“Oh, hello,” Yeonjun muttered, furrowing his eyebrows. “What are you doing at our house?”

“Technically,” Y/N pointed out. “We’re not sure. What if you moved out?”

“Our photo is literally in your hands, Y/N.”

“Yoori, what are you looking at?” A voice of a young boy asked.

“Daddy,” the girl muttered, slowly bringing her hand up to point over at Yeonjun.

“What?” Y/N asked in surprise, whipping her head over at the girl.

Come to think of it—The kid did have his eyes.

A young boy, maybe around 8 or 10, pushed the door wide open with a pout on his face.

He had dark brown hair that fell over his face and the pout was exactly the same as Yeonjun’s when he whined at her.

The kid looked exactly the same as Yeonjun did when he met Y/N.

“Daddy is at work!” The boy declared, his eyes landing on Yeonjun and Y/N. “Oh,”

“Hi,” Y/N greeted with a smile, walking over and crouching down.

Yeonjun followed suit with a confused expression, his eyes glancing back and forth between the two children.

“These are my—“

“Mommy, Daddy, you’re home!” The boy cheered suddenly, jumping on both teens.

“Mommy?” Y/N asked, surprised as she reached over to pat the boy’s back.

Yeonjun blinked. “Did you just call her mommy?”

“Daddy!” The young girl pouted, waddling over to Yeonjun. “Up!”

“Mommy,” The boy gasped, pulling away and tugging at her shirt. “You promised you were gonna bake cookies for me when you get home!”

“I did?”

The boy pouted, turning to Yeonjun and pointing angrily at Y/N.

“Daddy! Mommy forgot her promise again!”

Y/N burned red as she glanced over the small girl.

Oh God, she did look like a mini-Y/N.

The boy suddenly pulled on Y/N’s hand, dragging her out the door.

“Hey, wait—“ Yeonjun gasped as the young girl pulled him after her. “Guys—“

“Sure, sure,” Y/N groaned as the boy brought her to the kitchen. “Fine, fine. I’ll make cookies,”

“You’re the best, mommy!” The boy cheered.

“Right, Kai! She is the best mommy in the world! Right, daddy?” Yoori questioned Yeonjun, who sat at the kitchen stool red-faced.

“R-Right?”

“Your name is Kai?” Y/N asked the young boy in confusion, who nodded vigorously.

Y/N shot Yeonjun a weirded out look.

“I can’t believe we named our son after Hueningkai,” Y/N muttered under her breath.

Yeonjun turned even more red at the mention of our son.

As Y/N slowly pulled the mixing bowl out of the cabinet, Yoori piped up.

“Hey mommy, since when did Daddy have yellow hair?”

Kai and Yoori sat side by side at the couch, slurping happily at the juice boxes Y/N gave them.

Yeonjun and Y/N were silent as he and Y/N washed the dishes side-by-side.

There was a knock on the door, which both Kai and Yoori promptly ignored.

“I should, um,” Yeonjun blushed, muttering over to Y/N and sneaking quick glances at her. “get the door,”

“Our kids are in the living room,” Y/N cleared her throat, shyly lowering her head. “Go check who that is,”

“Right,” Yeonjun awkwardly squeaked, standing awkwardly beside her. “Um,”

“Go,”

“Right,” he nodded vigorously, looking like a gigantic Kai as he wandered out of the kitchen.

He reached the living room, ruffling heads of both kids at the couch

“Dad, stop” Kai whined, fixing his hair as Yoori giggled.

Yeonjun cracked a tiny smile and opened the door to be met with a woman in a doctor’s coat, a stethoscope slung around her neck and a birthday cake in her hands.

His eyes danced over her face, familiarization dawning over him as his eyes landed on the bracelet on her wrist.

The birthday gift he gave to Y/N last year—or 2019. Whatever.

“Y-You’re…”

Adult Y/N cracked a tiny smile, checking her wristwatch.

“Right on time, Junie,” Y/N said, passing by and laying a kiss on both Kai and Yoori’s heads. “I’m in the kitchen, right?”

“Yes?” Yeonjun squeaked as teenage Y/N poked her head out of the kitchen, releasing a similar squeak as she saw her adult self.

Suddenly, a tall man entered the door with a pout in his face.

“Y/N, I said I wanted a kiss.” The man whined, ruffling his blue hair with a pout. “Why did you leave?”

The adult Y/N only rolled her eyes, setting the cake down on the table.

Teenage Y/N slowly made her way over to teenage Yeonjun, settling herself behind him.

“Oh, it’s today,” Adult Yeonjun gasped, looking at himself. “Damn, I look good. I can see why you fell in love with me, babe,”

Teenage Y/N’s eyes widened as teenage Yeonjun blinked.

Adult Y/N groaned and slammed a hand at the back of older Yeonjun’s head, making him whine.

“Ow! Babe!” Adult Yeonjun whined again, pouting as he rubbed the spot Y/N hit. “I love you, too,”

The teenage Y/N and Yeonjun blushed a bright red.

“Any more comments, Yeonjun, and they’re both going to combust,” Adult Y/N pointed out, gesturing over to the two.

“You guys know what you’re, or we’re whatever, going to do to make those,” Adult Yeonjun commented, pointing his thumb over to the unsuspecting kids at the sofa. “This is just I love yous. You’ll say it everyday. Get used to it,”

Teenage Y/N buried her head on teenage Yeonjun’s back, making him clear his throat.

“Uh, Yeonjun. Me. Sir,” Yeonjun started. “Did we—are we—“

“Married,” Adult Yeonjun said, smiling smugly over at the teenagers.

The said man turned over to his wife and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Choi Yeonjun,” Adult Y/N reprimanded, making him shrug apologetically. “Yes, both of you are in the future. Yes, we knew you were coming because we experienced this 25 years ago,”

“You know, I never forget to pat myself in the back for suggesting we time travel,” Adult Yeonjun chuckled.

“Yeonjun, literally shut up,” Adult Y/N sighed.

“I made some cookies for Kai, he said you promised,” Teenage Y/N explained.

“Thank you,” Adult Y/N said delicately. “I actually forgot about that,”

“So, time travel? It actually works?” Teenage Yeonjun asked, making the older him nod.

“Yeah, this is a success,” Adult Yeonjun hummed, watching Adult Y/N fondly as she took a birthday cake out of the box, the diamond in her wedding ring glinting as it hit the light. “Mom and Dad finds out what you two did, but they won’t release it,”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s dangerous,” Adult Y/N said, smiling over at the two teens. “You two went here, to find what happens. It’s innocent, sure. You finding us didn’t ruin the timeline because we know about this so we’re not dying of shock at finding out, also you didn’t exactly do anything out of the ordinary except taking care of our kids—“

“Thanks for that, by the way,” Adult Yeonjun said, his mouth full of cookies. “And Y/N, your cookies are amazing—I’m saying this so Yeonjun doesn’t have to hide it in the next 25 years,”

The teenage Y/N blushed.

“Eat to your heart’s content,” Adult Yeonjun hummed as he picked up another cookie.

Adult Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Anyways, you guys didn’t ruin anything, but whose to say others won’t?” Y/N explained, finishing her set up of the cake. “You guys should go back now, sorry about not inviting you to Yeonjun’s birthday,”

“It’s no big deal,” Teenage Yeonjun muttered, his hands intertwining with Teenage Y/N’s. “We’ll celebrate it together in 25 years, anyways,”

“Right,” Yeonjun said. “So, I’ll bring you guys back, the machine’s this way,”

“Thank God,” Adult Y/N sighed. “Destroy it after they leave, babe. Kai and Yoori might try to play with it if—“

“I know, I know,” Adult Yeonjun rolled his eyes, kissing Adult Y/N’s cheek.

“Okay, just making sure. Love you,”

“Love you too,” Adult Yeonjun hummed, urging Teenage Yeonjun to follow him to the basement.

“Now, both of you tell mom and dad what happens when they ask. They’ll find out in like, three days,” Adult Yeonjun instructed as they found their way to the basement—in front of a familiar looking metal ring. “That’s about enough time for you two to talk about your relationship. Please do, because I’d like to be married to Y/N in all possible timelines,”

Y/N burned red as teenage Yeonjun nodded.

Adult Yeonjun nodded back and pressed the LAUNCH button.

“Takes you back to ten minutes after you left,” he gestured to the portal. “Hurry in because I’m destroying everything in 30 minutes—you know, whatever the wife says goes,”

Y/N blushed red again as Yeonjun silently nodded, seemingly forgetting how to act around his adult self.

As the two teens positioned themselves to travel back, Adult Yeonjun patted his young self’s shoulder.

“Oh, and dye your hair blue,” he grinned. “Trust me, Y/N likes it a lot. Why do you think I have blue hair now?”

Y/N’s eyes widened as she looked over at teenage Yeonjun who gaped.

“Um—“

“I think I did the blue hair maybe two years after we travelled back, you can do it as soon as you get back. I don’t think it’ll ruin anything,” Adult Yeonjun shrugged, tapping his chin in thought. “She really liked it, I think we had sex all night the first time she saw me with blue hair—“

“Okay, goodbye!” Y/N squeaked, tugging Yeonjun with her through the portal.

Adult Yeonjun’s amused laughter was the last thing they heard before they everything went black.

Similar to how they got in the future, Yeonjun fell on the floor—Y/N on top of him.

With a yelp, Y/N rolled off of Yeonjun with a blush.

Yeonjun laughed awkwardly as he sat up, training his eyes on the wall.

“Uh,” Y/N cleared her throat, standing up. “I think I should get home—“

Yeonjun’s hand shot out and grasped hers.

Y/N blushed again, looking back down.

“I’m in love with you,” Yeonjun declared, looking over at her from where he sat on the floor.

Y/N gaped as Yeonjun pushed himself off the floor.

“He told me to tell you as soon as we got back,” Yeonjun muttered, scratching the back of his neck. “So, I am,”

“S-Since when?” Y/N asked. “Are you just saying this because you saw me married to you—“

“I always have been,” Yeonjun sighed. “Since 5 years ago,”

“So,” Y/N scrunched her eyebrows. “We—“

“Maybe you don’t feel the same way now,” Yeonjun started, closing his eyes tightly as if afraid. “But I just wanted to come out and say it. If you don’t want me we can just forget this ever happened and—“

“I don’t want to forget,” Y/N muttered softly, lowering her head and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

“Oh,” Yeonjun said, surprised.

“Yeah,” Y/N laughed nervously, her eyes shifting.

“Well then,” Yeonjun nodded to himself before swooping down and crashing his lips on hers in a very awkward, but welcomed first kiss.

He pulled away with a red face.

“That did not go as planned,”

Y/N laughed, running her hand on the hair behind his neck.

“Come here,” she giggled, pushing him down to meet her and closing her eyes as his lips crashed on hers in perfect sync.

The perfect first kiss with Yeonjun she always dreamed of.

Yeonjun smiled as he pulled away, nudging her nose with his happily as he leaned his forehead on hers.

“Babe. Babe? Babe,” He tested, making Y/N giggle. “Hi,”

Y/N melted in his grip, giggling back.

“Hi,”

“So, will you come with me to the hair salon?” He asked, running a hand through her hair.

Y/N raised her eyebrows at the abrupt change in topic.

“Why?”

“Well, I now know what blue hair will get me,” Yeonjun wiggled his eyebrows mischievously. “And I can’t say I don’t want that so—“

Y/N rolled her eyes and slammed her palm at the back of his head.

“Ow!”

“Let’s go, we’ve got a couple of hours until the salon closes,”

25 years later

“Hey, babe?”

“Hm?”

“The blue hair worked again!” Yeonjun sing-songed, nosing the back of her head.

His hands tightly gripped on her naked waist as she scoffed.

“I really hate you,” Y/N whined.

“Oh, that’s not what you said last night. And every other night since 25 years ago,” Yeonjun pointed out, making her roll her eyes.

Y/N turned in her spot, climbing over Yeonjun with a smile as he marvelled over the way the sunlight streamed through the window and shined on her.

“Hi,”

“Hi,” Yeonjun hummed, running his hand through her hair.

“Good morning,” Y/N sing-songed, kissing his nose.

“You look great today,” Yeonjun commented, smiling as the door shook loudly with knocks. “Damn, I was hoping for another round,”

“You’ll get another tonight,” Y/N giggled, pecking Yeonjun’s lips and moving to wear her bathrobe.

“I won’t forget that!” Yeonjun said from the bed as Y/N opened the door.

“Hi,” Y/N smiled, picking the little girl up in her arms and ruffling the boys’ hair. “What do you say to daddy?”

“Happy birthday!”

Y/N smiled knowingly over at Yeonjun, who laughed in amusement.

She glanced at the gigantic calendar by the wall, her eyes trailing to the September 13 encircled in red and surrounded in glitter stickers and hearts.

Today’s the day.

now i shall watch the latest TO DO X TXT episode and indulge in Beomgyu’s forehead content before making chapter 23-epilogue of drama <33333

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247jiyong · 7 years

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✆✉☎⁇ø&

TEXTS MEME — accepting

✆ for a morning text

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i am so hungover[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] and so stupid[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i hope your morning is more bearable…

✉ for a text that wasn’t sent

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i often ask what i would do without you but lately i’ve been wondering about it more than usually and it didn’t take long for me to realize that i probably wouldn’t be on this planet anymore and… it’s such a scary thought? you must’ve saved my life more times than i can count. thank you.

☎ for a rushed text

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] can this wait[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] or ur dyin 2 lecture me

⁇ for a drunk text

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ]YROORI[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] MMY AZNGEL[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] *angle[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i kenow oi prlomiesd i woulwd cut on dringkin[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] but uhhfh i’m drwunk??[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] caan u saev me acgain???

ø for a late night text

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] this family gathering has been going on FOR HOURS[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] idk half of these people[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] and there’s no booze?[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i’m disgruntled

& for a loving text

[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] you know what saddens me?[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] the fact that i’ll never be able to make up for all the times you took care of my drunk ass[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] you’re like… the superior sweetheart[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] it’s high time for life to start treating you way better[ ➤ AYO(ori) ] i seriously don’t deserve you :(

#247yoori #—yoori #—reply #( they're so Soft )

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yoorisk-blog · 7 years

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yootree: help yootree: how does this work ?? yootree: i miss my flip phone ... yootree: but u need to help me !!! i’ve done something horrible yootree: look at my hair !!! i thought it was light brown... yootree: shall i just cut my hair?

#hongdaestart #i'm doing replies now but i wanted to post this thing #because it's yoori's birthday today and she finally got a smartphone????#also i watched red velvet's debut stage and i decided to bring her pink ombre back for like 1 week #because yoori can't be bold and just rock the world booya #don't judge me for that username ...it's yoori ... she likes plants and puns #↠ but my hands still shake and my voice isn’t quite loud enough. * ☾ ·˚ (( snapchat. )) ↞

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247xbora · 7 years

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MOODBOARD ⚡ & AESTHETIC ☾ MEME: ACCEPTING (03/??): ↳ ⚡ @247yoori

#meme: reply.#img.#gif.#247yoori #r: ivy.#rs. bora x yoori.#moodboard.

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shining-red-diamond · 4 years

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Strawberry Malfunctions

Words: 706

Pairing: Jeno x Carrie (OC) (feat. NCT/WayV and OCs)

Genre: fluff, some suggestive themes

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: some suggestive themes, but no smut

A/N: I apologize if this seems rushed. I used some Geordie and Irish slang in this, and if you are from England and/or Ireland and I get something wrong, please tell me. Divvin’ = don’t, and geet walla = very large.

October 31, 2019. 7:45PM

“Are you sure it’s fixed?” Carrie asked.

Eloa was safety pinning the side of Carrie’s dress as it had ripped a little during their mini photo shoot session on their way Taeyong and Savannah’s house.

“If you divvin’ raise your arms,” Eloa said, “then no one will notice it. Better than it being a geet walla hole.”

SM had cancelled their party, so the NCT members had decided to throw their own with their significant others and their children. They were able to rent out a ballroom at a hotel once they had each put their money together.

Many of the couples had planned their costumes such as Johnny, Sierra, and Alex as Rudolph characters; Yuta, Nana, and little Anzu were Sailor Moon characters, and many others were dressed creatively. Carrie, Jeno, Eloa, and Jaemin decided on dressing as Fanta soda flavors. The two young men had colored suits on, Jeno in orange and Jaemin in yellow; Carrie was in a mini-dress, and Eloa was clothed in a purple romper.

However, Carrie was having issues with her dress. A seam in the back was beginning to come undone, but Eloa being the seamstress that she was, she was able to whip out a safety pin.

“Just be careful when you’re dancing,” she warned Carrie.

Jeno walked closely by Carrie as the four of them strolled to the hotel’s ballroom. He didn’t want her having a wardrobe malfunction, because he knew how hard she worked on her outfit. When she modeled it for him for the first time the smile on her face told him that she was proud of what she had accomplished without verbally saying anything. Carrie was proud of herself, and Jeno was proud of her.

The way the dress fit on her accentuated each curve on her body, and Jeno would be lying to himself if he said that he didn’t stare at her waist for more than a few seconds.

“See something you like, boyo?” she teased with a twinkle in her eye, which caused Jeno to burst out laughing as his cheeks turned red as a tomato. Carrie also made herself laugh in the process.

The quartet entered the ballroom to found most of the couples and some of their children either chatting away or dancing. Brittany, who was dressed as Ariel from The Little Mermaid, was teaching little Alex, dressed as Ernie from Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, how to do the cupid shuffle. WinWin, YangYang, and Chenle were Alvin & the Chipmunksand taking pictures with their girlfriends, Yoori, Astrid, and Lanying, whom were disguised as The Chipettes. Savannah, all clad as Wonder Woman, was busy trying to coo a crying Hayden, and Taeyong was trying to stay calm as he was holding his son.

For the next two hours, everyone danced to a variety of songs, had some food, or took pictures at the two available photobooths. Soleil had spent thirty minutes talking to Eloa about the purple romper she wore, and Carrie forgot about the issue with her dress.

That was until the costume contest. Most everyone came as pairs, but there were those who came in groups. The Fanta group came in second, and Johnny, Sierra, and Alex won first; Alex had the most excited look on his face when he received a large basket full of candy.

However, the second she stepped away with the rest of her group, Carrie immediately heard a rip, and glanced behind her. The pin had come loose, and the hole had widened, nearly exposing her underwear. Panicked, she grabbed Jeno’s arm and positioned his hand in way to where the hole was covered.

“Keep it there until we’re out the door,” she ordered. He didn’t reply, but he did as he was told.

As soon as everyone had left the party for the night, Jeno investigated why Carrie was adamant on keeping his hand on her back. He noticed the issue and immediately pulled his orange jacket off and covered his girlfriend.

“I didn’t want you to be embarrassed,” he confessed.

“Thank you, love,” Carrie smiled.

“You’re taking it off anyway, aren’t you? When you get home.”

Carrie side-eyed him before playfully punching his arm. “Eff off.”

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