#Rowoon oneshots

[yootaesowlwrites]

While I Was Gone? - Rowoon / Kim Seokwoo

W/C: 3.5K

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Prompts: “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” + “I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, pet/nicknames, nudism, nipple sucking, nipple licking, clit stimulation, fingering, use of panties, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), slow sex, aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You were laying in bed, getting ready to call it a day, when your phone rang. You felt your body straight and your eyes light up when you saw his name flash across the screen. Not only that, but you didn’t expect a call from him tonight, he had told you he was busy with a late-night scene and that he might not call, and usually when he said that, you knew you would only hear from him in the morning.

“I miss you,” He says through the phone, you could hear the longing in his voice as he said the words, and it made your heart ache. But you knew you just had to be a little patient, and soon he would be home with you.

“I miss you too,” You whisper. You could hear the background noise was slightly different from the usual loud talking, but you didn’t think much about it, they were probably in a quieter location for the scene they were doing.

“I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me,” He says. His words caught you off guard, but you could still feel a stir in your core. You would have to touch yourself after the phone call to try and put out the fire he had just ignited inside you. “And I will do all of those things, the diner and dancing will be second on my list,” His words make you furrow your brows.

“Seokwoo?” You ask. You could hear the background noise change to a quieter one, and then him walking before hearing a few buttons being pressed, you were so focused on listening to his movements through the phone, you didn’t pay attention to your surroundings.

“But first… Answer me this…” He begins. You sit upright on the bed, your legs spreading as you do. “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” And that’s when you hear a door being closed. You slowly move your eyes towards the bedroom door and try to listen for any other kind of noise. “Well…” You see a shadow underneath the door before it opens to reveal him standing there with the phone to his ear. “Did you?” You drop your phone and look at him, shocked.

“Woo…” You whisper. You watch as he pulls the phone away from his ear and ends the call. “Ho-how, when?” You quickly scramble to get off the bed and practically leap towards him. You throw your arms around him and bury your face into his chest, his warmth immediately surrounds you along with the familiar scent of him. “Gosh, Seokwoo, I missed you so much…” His hands gently press against your lower back to hold you against him.

“And I missed you so much,” He mutters. “We finished earlier than expected, and we have the day off tomorrow from filming,” You couldn’t help but smile at those words, you had him for an entire night to yourself. You feel him slowly begin to walk you backwards towards the bed. “You never answered my question,” You lift your head from his chest and look up at him, his eyes were slightly darkened, and you could feel your insides dropping at the sight. “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” You swallow and slowly nod your head. “Naughty girl…” You push your thighs together at his words, and a small whimper leaves your lips. You feel his hands slip into your pyjama shorts and cup your asscheeks before giving them a squeeze. “I should make sure you haven’t forgotten how my fingers feel then.”

“I could never, but I won’t object to you reminding me,” You say. You move your hands to his biceps and gently squeeze down on them, and felt them bulge as he squeezes your ass again. His hands slide out from your pyjama shorts and move to the hem of your shirt before slowly lifting the fabric upwards. You could feel his knuckles brushing along your skin as his hands slide higher with your shirt. You release his biceps and lift your arms, allowing him to remove your shirt, the fabric drops to the floor next to you, and he leans down to press his lips against your neck. “I missed this, I missed feeling your lips on me like this…” You bring one hand to the back of his neck and slowly slide your fingers into his hair.

“I’m going to show you and make you feel just how much I missed you,” He mutters against your collarbone. His hands move over your sides, making sure to touch almost every part of you before they move over your stomach and up to your chest before cupping your breasts and gently massage his fingers into them.

“Hmm, I can’t wait,” You whisper as you move your other hand to his button-up shirt and begin working on undoing them. You could feel your body slowly heating up from his touches and the kisses on your collarbone. You push his shirt down his shoulders once all the buttons are undone. “Gosh… I missed all of you, this warmth you give…” You slide your hands along his arms before moving them over his chest, feeling the warmth underneath your touch.

“I missed your hands,” He mumbles. Your lips press against his chest, and you slowly kiss towards his nipple, he takes in a deep shuddering breath as you swipe your tongue over the bud, making you smirk at the reaction. You lick over his nipple again, and he pulls his head back from your collarbone to take a few seconds to let the feeling of your tongue on him sink in. “I missed that too.”

“I missed the taste of you,” You say before your lips wrap around his nipple. He closes his eyes and his movements on your chest come to a halt as he wanted to feel what you were doing to him for a moment. Your nose was pressed against his chest and he could feel your warm breathing against his skin, your tongue playing with his nipple as you were sucking on it, it quickly sent a shockwave down to his cock and caused it to begin hardening. Your hands slide down to his pants and slowly undo the button before pulling down his fly.

“Ohh, you’re distracting me,” He says before opening his eyes. His hands move away from your breasts and press down against your shoulders, making you pull away from his nipple and sit down on the bed. You stare up at him as you lick your lips, he could see your eyes have darkened and lust was swimming around in them. “Fuck, so irresistible,” He leans down and presses his lips against yours, you feel his hands grip your hips before he moves you higher onto the bed. You bend your knees immediately and place your feet on the mattress. Your hand moves into his hair as he breaks the kiss and moves downward, your fingers twist into his locks, and you take in a deep breath as you felt his hot breath fanning against your nipple.

“Woo…” You breathe out. His nose brushes against your nipple before his lips press against it. “Oh hmm,” His lips wrap around the bud, and you felt warmth quickly surrounding the bud, the feeling quickly moves down to your core, and you felt your pussy growing wet. You feel one of his hands sliding over your stomach and slip over your pyjama shorts before cupping you through the fabric of your shorts and panties and pressing his fingers down against your folds. “Fuck…” Your lids flutter as you feel his fingers rub over your folds, pushing your clothes harder against your pussy. “Seokwoo…” Your other hand moves to his shoulder and slide down his arm, pausing once you reach his elbow.

You could feel his muscles bulging as his fingers were working between your legs, pushing your pants and panties between your folds until his fingers found your clit, which caused your back to arch as the rough fabric rubbed against the bundle of nerves. Your fingers dig into his arm while your hand in his hair, softly tug on his locks.

“Woo, fuck…” You breathe out. You could feel the temperature rising in the room and sweat building up on your skin, your breathing was becoming deeper, and you could feel yourself quickly growing wetter with his fingers on your clit. “Shit… I… Take it off,” He pulls back from your nipple, and you feel his saliva break off onto your hot skin and begin to cool down.

“Should I?” He mutters. You feel him pull his fingers away from your pussy before you felt him pull your pyjama shorts aside. “How about I just use your panties?” You feel a knot forming inside you. His fingers press down against your panties again, and he lets out a low hum once he felt how wet you had already grown. “Let me ruin these further,” He moves his head to your other breast and licks a stripe over your nipple.

“Ohh, oh, fuck,” You moan. His fingers circle over your clit before he slowly moves them lower, pushing the fabric between your folds and causing it to rub against your clit, which was adding to the stimulation. “Fuuuck, Seokwooo,” His fingers reach your slit, and you feel him push down against it, your toes curl into the bedding as you feel your panties being pushed inside you along with his fingers. “Seokwoo, oh, my fuckk, Seokwoo…”

“Feels good?” He mutters. His breath hits your wet nipple, and you feel the bud harden instantly. “Want more?” Your jaw slacks and you feel him lick over your nipple again, the warmth of it quickly spreads over your body and into the knot of tension forming inside you. “Or do you want them off also?” You could feel your panties rubbing over your clit as he was pushing his fingers deeper into you.

“N-no, fuck, Seokwoo, I…” You whimper out. “Don’t…” You feel his fingers curl slightly inside you, rubbing your walls with the fabric of your panties, which was quickly making your mind spin. “Feels… so good,” You could feel a tingling sensation slowly starting to move up your legs and towards the middle where the knot of pleasure was slowly building up.

“Can you take a little more?” He asks. You feel another finger pushing at your entrance before you felt your walls being stretched. You push your knees against his body as you try to squeeze your legs shut at the pleasurable sensation running through you, your panties were being pushing more into you as his fingers were sliding deeper into you. “Fuck… such a good girl,” You feel his lips wrap around your nipple, and he begins sucking on the bud.

“Seokwoo, oh, my fucking…” You cry out, feeling tears of pleasure forming in your eyes. You could feel yourself getting closer to a release and your mind slipping further into the blissful feeling. “Seokwoo… I’m…” You feel him pull his fingers from you slowly before pushing them back into you, your legs jolt as you feel your panties rubbing your clit with the motion. “Oh, fucking…” His fingers slowly pump in and out of you, making sure that your panties were rubbing right against your throbbing clit in such a slow manner. “Fu-fuck…” You could hear the wet sounds coming from you, and just knew that your panties must be completely and totally soaked.

He gently tugs at your nipple, making it feel like he was tugging right at the ball of tension inside you, the warmth of his mouth and the way his tongue was swirling around your nipple was making your mind spin, and your breathing to become louder, you could feel the bedding sticking to your sweat-soaked skin already.

“Seokwoo, fucking…” You moan out. You close your eyes and see stars slowly forming behind your lids. “Seeeokkkwoooo,” You felt your muscles tensing and tightening, a tingling sensation shoots up your spine before the stars behind your lids suddenly explode, your back arches off the bed, and you feel a hot pleasure surging through you. “SEOKWOO!” He could feel your walls becoming slicker as you come undone around his fingers and your panties. “OH, OH, MY!” You release his elbow and grab onto the bedding, tugging and pulling on it. “FUCK!” Your hips lift and lower from the bed, as if you were riding his fingers to get yourself through your high.

“SEOKWOO!” You scream out in pleasure. He pulls back from your nipple and watches your face as you go through pleasure. “OH, UHH HMM,” Your head turns from side to side as your body shakes.

“That’s it, just like that,” He coos, urging you through your high. His fingers were pumping in and out of you faster. Your legs shake each time your panties rubbed over your clit, which was throbbing from the stimulation your panties were giving you. He watches carefully, paying attention to your movements, and once your body begins to calm down, he slips his fingers from you and moves his hands to grip the waistband of your pyjama shorts and panties.

You were barely aware of what was happening around you with how dizzy your mind was from the orgasm you just had, and you barely felt him remove your pyjama shorts and panties, you only realised when you felt your panties being pulled away from your clit, which caused a whine to fall from your lips.

“So cute,” He mutters while tossing the clothing items aside. You slowly begin to come down from your high and felt the bed moving as he was busy getting rid of his own pants and underwear. “You didn’t forget how my cock feels, right?” You open your eyes and watch him through a hazy expression.

“Remind me again…” You say as a smirk grows on your lips. You feel his cock brush against your folds before you felt him push it between your folds, nestling it there as he leans over you and presses his free hand into the mattress. “Fucking, fuck,” Just feeling his hard cock nestled between your folds and the warmth it was giving you was making your mind spin and your insides to twists.

“So warm,” He says. You hear a squelching sound as he moves his cock towards your entrance and pushes the tip into you, your back arches as you feel him slowly fill and stretch your walls, and the squelching sound of your wetness quickly fills the room. “Fuuuck, uhh, hmm,” His groans were low and close to your ear.

“Ohh, uhmm, Woo…” You moan. Your grip on his hair tightens as he pushes into you until he was fully buried inside you. “Fuck…” Both of you breathed in loudly, the euphoric feeling swirling in your mind and the feeling of his cock inside you, stretching you so deliciously. You feel his hand that was holding his cock before he had pushed into you grab onto your free hand and push it into the bed.

“I missed you, I missed this, I missed everything…” He mumbles. You could feel his hot breath brush against your ear as he spoke, which caused your walls to clench around him. “Fuck,” You feel his cock slowly slide out from you, stopping when it was past halfway before slowly pushing back into you again.

“Fuuuck,” You moan as you wrap your legs around his waist and felt his cock shifting inside you. His pace was slow, just slow enough for you both to feel the blissful feeling coursing through you. The sound of your moans and his groans bounce off the walls, and when he lifts his head to meet your eyes, it was like time slowed down and the moment grew more intense. “I missed you so much…” Your emotions felt like they were starting to overflow while at the same time, your mind felt empty from all thoughts and only could think of the pleasure you were feeling.

“Uhm…” He grunts. It felt like everything surrounding you had become a blur and that you were floating as he was making slow love to you. “So good… everything,” You could feel a warmth slowly spreading through your body and a tingling sensation going up your spine. “Keep doing that… and I’m gonna…” Your walls were squeezing around him with every other thrust, and he could feel his balls starting to tighten.

“You cause that,” You whisper. You felt his movements picking up, and you were quickly made aware of your high that had been building up. “You cause it all,” You squeeze his hand and tug at his hair. Your heels press down against his lower back as you feel a rush of pleasure coursing through your legs. “Fuck…” You could feel your walls pulsing around him more rapidly as you were getting closer to your high. “Seokwoo…”

“Let it go…” He whispers before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours, your eyes shut immediately, and you felt a rush of pleasure going through you as the knot inside you comes undone. He felt your walls squeeze hard around his cock, and it felt like he was going to explode any moment, but continued going, wanting to get you through your high while now chasing his own release. His lips felt warm against yours as they move with yours, and you could practically taste his love for you through that kiss.

His hips stutter as he gets closer and closer, he grunts into your mouth and moments later you feel his release spill into you, filling your hole with his load. He pulls away from the kiss and moves his head to the crook of your neck, your body shakes along with his as you go through your highs together.

“Fuck, so good, uhmm uhh,” He moans out. His lips were brushing against your neck as he spoke, it felt like his mind was spinning from how good he was feeling. Your mind was in the clouds and your body felt light as it felt like it was floating for a moment.

“Seokwoo…” You whisper. Your grip slowly loosens on his hair before you drop it down onto the bed and scratch at the bedding, his movements slow down before he pushes his hips against you completely. Silence quickly fills the room, aside for the sound of you both breathing loudly as you try to catch your breath and gather your thoughts. “What a way to say I miss you…” He lifts his head as a soft chuckle leaves him.

“Isn’t it the best way, though?” He asks. His forehead touches yours, and you gaze into each other's eyes once more. “Because I can’t find a better way to say it to you,” You warmly smile at him and squeeze his hand again. “Now… let’s get cleaned up,” You tilt your head slightly and press your lips against his before he could pull back. “Hmm… you’re distracting,” He says once he breaks the kiss and sits back on his knees.

“Not that you mind,” You say. You swallow as you feel his cock slipping from you and your mixed releases spilling from you even more. He squeezes your thigh before getting up from the bed.

“Not one bit,” He confirms. You sit upright and move yourself to the edge of the bed, your body felt like jelly as you were sitting. “Let me help you,” He wraps an arm around your middle and you both slowly stood from the bed and make your way to the bathroom. He carefully has you sit on the toilet seat before grabbing the wash cloth.

“And how are your legs not shaking and collapsing beneath you?” You ask. He wets the cloth before ringing it out and making his way towards you.

“Oh, trust me… They want to so badly,” He says, and slowly bends down in front of you. The warm cloth makes contact with your skin, and you couldn’t help but hum at the feeling. “But I’m trying my best here,” He carefully cleans the inside of your legs before you felt the warm cloth move between your legs. “It feels like I’m going to be on my knees in front of you any second now,” You chuckle as you watch him carefully, making sure he wouldn’t fall forward.

“My turn,” You say once he finished cleaning you. You watch him stand upright and move back to the sink to rinse the cloth, you stand from the toilet and make your way towards him and take the cloth from his hands. “And then we can just go and get in bed and cuddle,” You begin cleaning his thighs carefully.

“Oh, how I missed holding you,” He says. “Having you against me…” You smile as you listen to him talk. “How you fit so perfectly into my arms,” You clean his cock before turning towards the sink to rinse the cloth. “Let’s go,” He takes your hand once you hang the cloth to dry and pulls you out of the bathroom and towards the bed.

“Eager,” You say. “Can’t blame you, I’m eager to feel you against me again for a night.”

#Rowoon imagine #Rowoon imagines #Rowoon scenario #Rowoon scenarios #Rowoon oneshot #Rowoon oneshots #Rowoon one shot #Rowoon one shots #Rowoon smut #SF9 imagine #SF9 imagines #SF9 scenario #SF9 scenarios #SF9 oneshot #SF9 oneshots #SF9 one shot #SF9 one shots #SF9 smut

[shinestarhwaa]

ROWOON MASTERLIST

ROWOON

Fanatic (smut)

Team mate (smut)

Parking Lot (smut)

Daddy Please (smut)

Love Colour (smut)

Summer Nights (fluff)

Let Me Be Your Last First Kiss (fluff)

See U Tomorrow (angst, fluff)

(Ruin my) Make-up (smut)

All The Stars (smut)

#kpop #sf9 #smut #fluff #angst #oneshot #rowoon

[lunnanunna]

Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

Summary: Miyoung was missing the two oldest who enlisted and the rest of her members are there for her.

Warnings: light swearing

Taglist: @hyunmijung @galacticstxrdust @many-gay-magpies @precious-seungwooya @helladead-hellaradical @boss-baby-jongho @kimonmars @chagi-nana @wooya1224 @poutypoutybin @sunflower-0180 @frankenstein852 @jenseok17​ @keijikunn​ @glitteringcoffeefreak​

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A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Requests are open. Feedback is welcomed.

Miyoung sat on her bed reading. She had recently picked up No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai and was loving it. She was definitely going to reread it.

She reached for her coffee that she had on her bedside table as she reread the last bit of the current chapter she was on. She really liked the style of this author. Though she had really been liking a lot of different styles lately, seeing as she had been filling her time with reading lately. If she wasn’t filming for her channel, she was reading.

All this reading may or may not be her way of coping. (Coping with Youngbin and Inseong being gone due to enlistment.) Miyoung had no idea how she was going to deal with all of her members, if only two had enlisted and she was struggling.

Basically, in Miyoung’s mind, if she spends less time with her members now, it’ll hurt less when they leave. Was it working? Of course not. She was miserable. And she was pretty sure that her members were starting to worry, which was never a good thing.

Miyoung startled when the door to her room opened. Looking up, she saw Seokwoo and Sanghyuk walk in. She was not ready for whatever shenanigans they were about to bring, but judging by their faces, Miyoung knew that there was no way for her to avoid it.

“What do you want?” she asked, closing her book. She folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the two. They in turn, side-eyed each other then smirked as they walked over to her.

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

“We saw each other this morning,” Miyoung shook her head.

“Yeah, in passing. After you got your coffee, you came back in here and haven’t left ever since,” Sanghyuk whined, walking over to her and sitting on her bed.

Miyoung shrugged, picking at a loose thread of her sweat shorts.

“Mimi, we’re not scolding you. It’s just that this has been happening a lot. Other than practice, we’ve barely seen you,” Seokwoo said, sitting on the floor next to where she was on the bed.

She shrugged again.

“Is there a reason why you’re avoiding us?” the taller of the two asked.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Miyoung was quick to respond.

“Really, now?” Sanghuyk asked, raising his own brow at the girl.

“I’m not! I’ve just been busy,” Miyoung shrugged, though she wasn’t sure if that was going to hold up in court.

“Reading doesn’t count, Mimi. Plus you’re a fast reader. So when you’re done with a book you should have plenty of time to hang out with us,” Jaeyoon said from the doorway.

Miyoung glared at him as he walked through, the rest of the boys trailing behind him. This was starting to feel like an intervention of sorts.

“What is this?” she asked, waving vaguely at everyone as they sat at her desk, her bed, or on the floor.

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Taeyang said, climbing over her to sit between her and the wall.

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

“We don’t know what’s going on exactly, but last time you pulled away from us, you were being assaulted,” Juho said.

Miyoung stilled. They were right. She scoffed at herself, breaking her promise of always coming to them no matter what.

“You think this is funny?” Youngkyun asked, frowning.

“Listen, we can’t read you the way Youngbin-hyung can. We don’t know what’s wrong, but we can at least see that something’s wrong,” Juho said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m laughing, but not because it’s funny. It’s because I thought I had changed, but I didn’t. I’m still hiding things and possibly leading to trouble,” Miyoung said, running her hands through her hair.

The boys looked at each other then back at Miyoung, as Taeyang spoke up. “Then tell us.”

Miyoung covered her face with her hands. She could feel her face heating up. The fact that she was pulling away from them because she didn’t want to have to deal with the emotions that will come with them enlisting, was embarrassing.

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

The visual looked up, shaking her head, “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” she answered, shrugging. Miyoung chewed on her lip, looking at her hands.

At that, the boys all looked at each other. Deeming it better that she feel embarrassed over unsafe, they agreed to wait for her.

“Then you don’t have to tell us now,” Seokwoo said.

“As long as you’re not in any danger,” Chanhee added.

Miyoung looked up at them. She could tell that they meant it, but now she was feeling guilty. There’s no reason she couldn't tell them. It’s not like they’d make fun of her.

She took in a deep breath then spoke up, “I don’t want you guys to go.” It came out mumbled.

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

“Oh, Mimi,” Sanghyuk said, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. She curled up, hiding her rapidly flushing face in his chest.

“Wait, Young-ah. Do you miss Youngbin and Inseong?” Jaeyoon asked.

Miyoung nodded her head.

“And now you’re already thinking  about how you’ll miss us too when we go?” Youngkyun asked.

She nodded again.

“I know that this is a serious thing for you, but God damn, this is fucking adorable,” Juho smiled.

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

“We’re not,” Taeyang said from behind her and Sanghyuk. He ran his hand through her hair.

“Noona, we’re not all leaving at once. You’ll never be alone,” the maknae assured.

“I know, but that doesn't mean I won’t miss each of you when you leave,” she pouted.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You were embarrassed to tell us?” Jaeyoon asked.

“Sort of. But it was mostly because I figured if I spent less time with you guys, I’d grow less attached and it’s hurt less,” she confessed.

“Okay, my turn to hold our cute Mimi,” Seokwoo said as he pulled Miyoung from Sanghyuk’s lap and onto his. Sanghyuk squawked as she was pulled away. Miyoung on the other hand, flushed again as she was being handled like a ragdoll. (It was always like that when it came to cuddling with these boys.)

Once in the tallest member’s lap, she was turned to face the rest of her members, much to her embarrassment. Seokwoo wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her neck. Miyoung squirmed.

“I’m going to tell you right now, Miyoung, that your plan was going to backfire on you so badly,” Juho said.

“I figured,” she mumbled.

“Listen, Noona. All you need to know is that you’ll never be alone, and we won’t be gone forever. Two years will fly by before you know it. Plus half of us aren’t due to enlist for years,” Youngkyun said.

Miyoung nodded. She knew all that. Still, that didn't stop her from not wanting them to go. “I know.”

“Then let’s focus on the now. Yeah the hyungs aren’t here now, but we’ll keep in contact and they’ll visit too,” Taeyang said.

“Youngbin-hyung will definitely come back if he hears that Miyoung was crying over him,” Seokwoo spoke into her neck, chuckling.

“Yah! I’m not crying over him,” Miyoung protested.

“At the moment, but if you’re missing them that bad, I can only imagine how many times you’ve had to stop yourself from crying,” Chanhee smirked.

Miyoung pouted, “Maybe it would be better if you all left.”

“You don’t mean that,” Taeyang said with a knowing look.

“No. No, I don’t,” Miyoung shook her head, frowning. The others chuckled.

“Okay. Okay. That's enough pouting. How about we order takeout and watch a movie then we can prove to Mimi that she’ll never be alone?” Jaeyoon suggested.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Seokwoo said, standing up. He threw Miyoung over his shoulder and followed the others to the living room.

“Mimi, we love you,” Taeyang smiled, looking at Miyoung who was hiding her blush behind her hands.

“I love you guys too,” she mumbled out. She smiled despite herself.

Miyoung’s Masterlist

#sf9 #sf9 au #sf9 10th member #sf9 extra member #sf9 fanfic #sf9 scenarios #sf9 oneshots #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #kpop oneshots #female kpop additions #kim youngbin #kim inseong #lee jaeyoon #lee dawon #baek zuho #kim rowoon #yoo taeyang #kim hwiyoung #kang chani

[saidrabbles]

the cursed red string (3)

NOTE: this part is separate from the ending of part 2 !! reader ends up with joong-gil in part 2, but this part is how reader ends up w junwoong and their connection together. (same storyline)

warning: mentions of suicide

standing between the two older reapers, he noticed the red strings around their wrists. but what shocked him is when he saw the bright red on himself — for the first time since becoming a reaper. being naturally observant, he started thinking of a sensible explanation for this incident. but this isn't the first time - it happened once before. the time he witnessed your distressed state...was when he saw yours for the first time.

he heard somewhere, after he came to jumadeung that only the people connected together could see the fragile thread on the wrist of one another.

what did this mean? he cant deny the crush he’s developed for you ever since he laid his eyes on you, and to know that you’re related to his past? - he couldn’t help but feel giddy thinking about it.

but he was naive.

too naive.

it didn't occur to him that they could have a ill-fated relationship. the people in jumadeung questioned his strange death; but what they didn't know is that junwoong is just as clueless. years ago, a quiet junwoong walked behind the jade empress into jumadeung. all the leaders questioned her when she decided to assign him to the risk management team.

.

flipping through the stack of reports on your desk, you were unable to understand the words written. you were in a daze ever since you came into work - all your team members were aware except yourself. "i can see your dedication, but i think you should go home and rest." you looked in the direction of the voice. "mistakes will make the other teams hate us more than they already do, and its a pain in the ass" ryung-gu had a point. ever since you've seen that nightmare, you couldn't stop about the man that ended his life before your eyes. you get the chills everytime you think about it.

junwoong was observing you this whole time. it tore him apart, seeing you silently dealing with your pain. he wanted to be there for you, but what can he do when you keep pushing him away? getting desperate, he went to see the only person that would have answers.

he silently leaves the worn out office. as he's walking absent-mindedly, he ends up colliding with a body that happened to be in his way. "ack that hurts!" he gently rubs his chest as he looks up, looking for the cause of his pain. "leader park joong-gil..." he feels the gaze of the older male. "is the jade empress your friend now? you've been showing up here quite often.." he trailed off.

"and what does that have to do with you?" junwoong retorted. he felt the joong-gil's eyes soften. what is this...? "don't ask too much...some questions are better left unanswered kid" wait- kid??? "where is the kid here?? i am no kid !!" joong-gil breathed out a quiet laugh. he's laughing...? "your answer is still the same" joong-gil mumbled, but the younger one heard him. "what do you-" joong-gil starts walking away before he stops a bit and turns to look at him "just remember...it's not your fault." junwoong was baffled to say the least. but he proceeded to enter nonetheless.

gently knocking the wooden door, he then enters. he felt his chest tighten ever so slightly, warning him of what's about to be said. "director...." she looks up at the young boy. she really had a soft spot for him. she couldn't bare tell him of his past. "(y/n) is in so much pain...and i don't know how to help her.."

but it was inevitable. his would need to go back into his past again.

she sighs. "are you sure you're ready?" he looked at her, slightly puzzled. "ready for what?" she stands up, and puts her hand over his eyes. "to go back in time."

.

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he opened his eyes, to find himself running. he was in a field of lifeless bodies, laying in a scattered manner.

adrenaline pushes him to run faster.

and from a distance, he sees a kneeling figure. as he reaches there, he stops in his tracks. he was too late. she had done it. she had killed their best friend.

feeling his tears threatening to fall, he looks for a sword. he picks it up, and points it at the now standing figure.

"you killed him" he chocked out. "what have you done??" he's crying now. "this isn't you...what happened to you?"

the person standing infront of him, covered in blood, was you. your eyes had lost its sparkle, and became dark, like your soul had died. he couldn't believe what he's seeing. he wanted to blind himself and forget the person thats standing infront him. the love of his life.

he couldn't take it anymore, it felt like his guilt was eating at him. his regret for not showing up in the right time...for not being there to stop you. things will never be the same, and he couldn't bare to live another moment with this memory engraved in his soul.

pointing the sword at himself, he looked at the sharp edge pointing at him. he can hear your pleads with his heart beating at his ears. taking one last breathe, he pushed the sharp weapon at himself.

.

and just like that, junwoong opened his eyes again.

he feels his face, tear-stained. he sat down, bringing his hands to his face. he sighed "that's the nightmare she's been seeing every day..." he felt his tears threatening to fall again. "and here i thought we were meant to be together when i saw that stupid string." the empress gently put her hand on his slumped shoulder. "even though your ties had been severed, the story you write here can end differently."

he leaves the office, with his destination clear. he will stop watching you from afar, seeing your pained expression deepen as days go by. he didn't want you to blame yourself anymore, he didn't want to see the guilt eat you away. even if he couldn't be someone special to you, he wanted to be there for you.

he enters the office, only to see you resting your head on your desk, with your eyes closed. assuming you were asleep, he sat in the chair next to you. "(y/n)...you can rest easy now. please...stop blaming yourself." he gently pushes a stray hair strand away from your face. "i was the one to take that decision, not you.." and that's when you snapped your eyes open, causing him to almost fall down from his seat. "what do you mean...by that?" you looked at him, visibly nervous.

"uhm- so what i meant is-" he was intimidated by your stare, again. you sat straight, and turned to look at him. "i didn't mean to scare you..." just then, you felt yourself being wrapped into a warm embrace. you felt tense at first, but seconds after, you felt yourself relax into this needed embrace. "the person that kills himself...is me." you felt time stop, for the very first time. you then tried to escape his hold on you, just for him to tighten his grip around you.

"listen to me...im not saying this to make you feel more guilty. i want you to stop blaming yourself. focus on the present junwoong." you pull away to look at him. "focus on the junwoong who won't ever let you go again. i won't stand back and watch you in pain, i can't bare to do that any longer."

you let your tears fall infront of someone — for the very first time. unable to cry silently, you start to sob. he gently holds your face in his large hands, wiping away your tears. he was comforting you with his gaze, and his soft touches. "i don't know if i deserve this..." you finally said. "i think you've spent long enough in pain...im here for you, and only you."

you look at him, feeling things for the very first time. "can i kiss you?" you asked as his eyes dilated with surprise. "y'know, I've had a crush on you for several decades now." you laugh quietly as you pulled him in for a short peck. "and i might have just shamelessly fell for you." he gives you a wide smile before he pulls you in for another kiss.

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part 1 I part 2 I part 3 I bonus

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a/n: ahh i hope that the ending made sense, i kinda hit writers block with this part :( thank you for patiently waiting ♡

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Príncipe dos Mares - Rowoon + Dita

Também postada aqui. Baseada na música Príncipe dos Mares de Sandy e Junior e My Will do Dream, colocarei as músicas no final. Espero q gostem e boa leitura!

Dita acabou seu trabalho no aquário, era veterinária aquática, e então foi para um dos seus lugares favoritos: a praia. Era tão aconchegante e belo, ela se sentia confortável naquele lugar, definitivamente não poderia ter escolhido lugar melhor para morar, Jeju era lindo. Ela era da Indonésia, mas tinha arranjado uma bolsa para estudar na Coreia do Sul e aproveitou a oportunidade para ficar na praia de Jeju, se lembrava do seu país toda vez que estava lá. E também, além do óbvio, também gostava de estar lá para observar o rapaz que andava pela praia no entardecer e ela ficar admirando-o de longe. Ela não sabia o nome dele, só se esbarraram algumas vezes e algumas poucas palavras trocadas, mas nunca tiveram uma conversa longa ou realmente conversaram uma vez na vida. O barulho do mar trazia uma calma enquanto percebia um grupo de gaivotas voando de par em par pelo céu. Ela sabia que ele viria, mas ele nem notaria seu olhar, não que ele tinha notado antes. Era tímida demais para chegar nele e tomar uma iniciativa, ela simplesmente não conseguia. Então ela apenas o olhava correr pela praia. Agradeceu o dono do pequeno quiosque da praia depois de ter pagado um suco para se refrescar. Suspirou e sentou-se na areia enquanto sua imaginação fazia um cenário dos dois de mãos dadas enquanto andavam naquela bela paisagem. Havia tanta água, tanto literalmente quanto dentro de seu coração. Parecia que era como se ela estivesse se afogando nessa água por simplesmente guardar seus sentimentos. Mas era melhor assim em sua opinião.

Se tivesse prestado atenção naquele momento também poderia ter percebido um certo olhar, que tanto queria que a notasse, estava a olhando. Olhares em si não era incomum, ele recebia vários, mas aquele em específico sempre fazia alguma coisa em si, havia algo no olhar daquela garota que ele sentia-se como se seu coração fosse pular fora do seu corpo. Mas era tímido demais para dizer algo. Assim como ela também parecia ser tímida. Por mais que ele não seja uma pessoa introvertida e boa pinta, quando ele estava interessado parecia ficar mais tímido ainda. Ele não sabia como simplesmente chegar e falar para ela o que sentia. Aquela atração que nenhum dos dois sabia explicar. Seu sentimento por ela já estava virando um sofrimento. Ele era forte, mas simplesmente não sabia como reagir ao redor da garota. Havia tantas coisas que ele queria que ela soubesse, que ele gostaria de mostrar, todos os sentimentos, seja de tristeza ou de alegria. Aquela hesitação parecia ter cessado e seus olhos se arregalaram, ele iria mesmo fazer aquilo? Ele iria agarrar sua chance. Enquanto isso a indonésia olhava para os barcos zarpando, seja para um passeio ou para transportar cargas, sentia que seu coração poderia ser carregado por eles naquele momento junto com seu segredo e seu desejo do garoto que passava na praia naquele momento. E falando nisso seu olhar logo voltou a procurar o outro, mas não o encontrou e ela franziu estranhando. Era tão frustrante querer uma pessoa, mas sua timidez sempre a impedia. Era assim que seria, ele nunca saberia. Então só ficaria em sua imaginação e sonhos.

— Procurando por alguém? — uma voz de repente a vez assustar e ela conhecia aquela voz, merda, merda, merda! Ela pode ver pelo canto do olho que ele sorriu de leve

— N-Não! Só observando a praia — respondeu a primeira coisa que pensou e ouviu uma risada que fez ela o olha-lo com seu coração batendo forte

— Espero que esteja gostando da visão, então — ele provocou e ela parecia saber que ele estava falando de suas olhadas, esperava que ele não pensasse que ela é uma stalker

— É Jeju, isso já explica muita coisa, não é? — ela dizia com suas bochechas coradas e ele assentiu

— Com certeza. Posso sentar com você? — ele perguntou e ela assentiu de leve sem entender e ele se sentou — Você sempre passa nesse horário, eu sempre vejo você por aqui. Você trabalha aqui perto?

— Sim, eu sou veterinária, trabalho no aquário aqui perto — não sabia como sua voz estava saindo com ele tão perto e a encarando daquele jeito

— Você não é daqui, né? — ele perguntou e ela negou com a cabeça

— Não, eu sou da Indonésia, recebi uma bolsa pra fazer faculdade em Seul e aqui estou — ela respondeu — O que você faz? — ela perguntou suavemente e até tímida

— Eu trabalho com uma empresa de games — ele respondeu — A propósito, meu nome é Kim Seokwoo, mas todo mundo me chama de Rowoon — ele falou estendendo sua mão e ela apertou sua mão, será que ele sentia seu pulso batendo forte?

— Aditya, mas pode me chamar de Dita — ela disse se apresentando e ele sorriu para ela

— Seu nome é tão belo quanto você — o elogio fez suas bochechas esquentarem e ele sorriu achando adorável todas suas expressões — Foi bom finalmente conversar com você, Dita. Tá livre no final de semana?

A pergunta a pegou de surpresa, não esperava que seu crush da praia fosse chamá-la para um encontro, mas se sentia um pouco besta, já que ele também sentia o mesmo.

— Eu saio às 13h no sábado — ela respondeu e ambos sorriram um para o outro, finalmente felizes que aquele sentimento pode ser tirado que perdurou por tanto tempo

Minhas lágrimas, sorrisos, quero que você veja todos eles

Espere um pouco, eu agarrarei a minha "chance"

Só de pensar em você, sinto meu coração

Ficando cada vez mais forte

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[seoulwhat]

Wedding OR Not (#12)

Summary: Loving your best friend is a stupid and hard thing to do. Would you be able to allow yourself to let your best friend marry the one he loves so he can be happy?

Pairing: Rowoon x female reader

Genre: slight angst, fluff

Warnings: heartbreak

Word Count: 3.9k

He’s your best friend in the whole world. You love him with all your heart and your whole soul.

Yet…

He has never really seen how much you loved him. You tried to show him through your actions, but all he did was see you as a “friend”. It’s not like you didn’t want to be his friend. Of course, you did. You had known him since you were six years old and were neighbors. You remembered when he would ring your doorbell in the middle of the afternoon, and he would be crying because his dad yelled at him, or his older brother didn’t let him play with his toy car. You remembered in elementary school, he hated the school lunch, so you would always make an extra peanut butter and jelly sandwich and bring it for him. You remembered in middle school when he was bullied for not cutting his hair and everyone called him names, but you were there to hug him during his sad moments, and you were there to make him happy again. You remembered you told him in high school that you loved him and all he said was “I love you too. I hope we’re friends forever”.

So yeah, it did break your heart when he told you that he had been dating this girl and he thought that “she was the one”. But you two are best friends, so it’s a must to smile and be happy for him, right?

But you weren’t.

“I’m so happy for you. How long have you two been dating now?” You asked during a lunch that he kept rain checking. He took a sip of his water and began to speak.

“Actually, I’ve been dating her for a year and a half now.”

You almost spit your own food out and your eyes turned into the size of golf balls. “A year and a half!? Why haven’t you told me?”

All he did was shrug his shoulders and continued to eat his salad as he stared at you while you talked.

“What do you mean, you don’t know? We’ve been friends for how long now. Like forever? Rowoon, we’re best friends.”

Rowoon continued stabbing at his food with his fork and all you did was stare at him, waiting for an answer.

“She’s a jealous person.” He said quickly.

“Jealous? She doesn’t have to be jealous of me.”

“I told her you were my best friend and showed her a picture of you. She got upset and told me that she didn’t want me to see you again. I told her I couldn’t do that. So, we made a negotiation and I promised her that if I ever went out to see you, I would turn on the GPS on my phone.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. Why would he want to be with someone like that? You became aware that your best friend was in a controlling relationship. But why was he still being with her?

“Do you love her?” The question popped out quicker than you could even think.

Rowoon was quiet and he hesitated to answer. “I do,” he nodded. “I think I want to marry her.”

You had imagined that if hearts were made of glass, yours would have shattered to a million pieces. Unfixable.

“Are-are you sure? Shouldn’t you think this through?” You asked, trying to delay his thoughts. You didn’t want him to get married. Well, you did, but you wanted him to marry you.

He shook his head. “I already did. I want to ask her tonight actually. What do you think?”

What I think is that you should get out of this relationship before it turns worse. You should leave her before she becomes more controlling and starts to decide what kind of underwear you can wear and cannot wear. You should leave her because she’s not me. You should leave her because I love you. You should leave her because I would make you so happy and I would never let you go.

“I think that’s a good idea,” was all that you were able to say. You regretted bringing this up in your conversation. It was making you uncomfortable and you were already on a verge of tears. Your throat was burning from holding back all your tears.

Your lunch came to an end, and you were thankful that the conversation did as well. You weren’t sure how much longer you could take listening to him brag about how much he loved this girl. You hugged him goodbye, and he promised to call you to let you know what she said. You weren’t looking forward to the call because honestly, you were already devastated as is.

Once you were home, you made sure to put your phone on sound so you wouldn’t miss Rowoon’s call.

A year had passed and the only thing that kept your mind thinking about things, other than Rowoon, was jogging twice a day and taking daily walks throughout the park. You stopped waiting for his phone call a month after he promised he would call you. You tried calling him, but he changed his phone number, and you had no other way to reach him. You used to know where he lived, until the day you went to his door and an Asian couple opened the door.

At first, you didn’t want him to call you to tell you that she agreed to marry him. Then after the second and third day and so on, you impatiently waited for him to call and say something.

Maybe she said no? Or maybe he just never asked her and broke up with her.

You thought so many things, but a call never came your way to satisfy your curiosity. Like always, you woke up in the morning and put on some comfortable jogging clothes and went for your morning run. On your way back home, you checked your mail and noticed a nice red and white envelope underneath all the junk mail that piled up over the course of two weeks.

To: Y/F/N Y/L/N From: Soon to be Mr. And Mrs. Kim

You knew what it was as soon as you seen the sender. You couldn’t believe it. A year later and you’re barely hearing about this. You ripped open the envelope and took out a folded paper that let loose a couple of I Doconfetti that was inside. The paper was written in beautiful cursive writing, and you wondered who wrote it for them.

We would like to officially invite you to the wedding of Lee Mina and Kim Rowoon.

Please call the number below to RSVP your seat.

This was it. This was it. Tears began falling from your eyes. You felt like you were being dramatic, crying at your mailbox, but you couldn’t hold it in. He went through with it, and she said yes. He’s going to go through with it and marry this girl. You realized that he didn’t love you and you don’t think he ever did and ever will.

You grabbed the rest of your mail and ran inside your home. You slid against your door, your crying continuing. You tried to stop crying, but years of held back tears came spilling out of your eyes. You felt like you were never going to be able to stop.

But you did. A few hours later. You missed your walk in the park and your second jog for the day. But you didn’t care.

You read the invite repeatedly. You didn’t know if you did it to torture yourself or to make sure that the invite itself was even real. Either way, you decided to RSVP. You grabbed your cell phone and dialed the number. Two rings later, a female answers the phone.

“Hi, I wanted to RSVP a seat for the,” you looked at the invite to make sure you got her name right. “Mina and Rowoon wedding.”

“Okay, and can I ask who is calling and how many extra guests will you be bringing.” The female voice was so happy and squeaky, she was beginning to give you a headache.

“It’s for Y/F/N Y/L/N, and I’m not bringing anyone. Just bringing myself,” you said simply.

“Y/N?” The female repeated your name.

“Yes?” You weren’t sure if she was simply repeating your name or if she was going to ask you something.

“As in Rowoon’s best friend?” She said even more squeakier than before.

All you did was laugh. “Uh, I’m not so sure about that. I haven’t spoken to him in about a year. So more like an acquaintance.”

The phone went silent for a few seconds, and you can hear a muffled voice yelling in the background.

“I thought I told you not to invite her!”

“Of course, I’m inviting her! She is my best friend!”

A few yells later and the female began to speak on the phone again. This time, you knew you were talking to Mina.

“Okay, well your seat is officially RSVPed,” Mina said and then hung up. You didn’t even get a chance to say thank you, but you didn’t care if you didn’t anyway.

::

Two months later, spring had the flowers blooming and the cold air was now a warm breeze that you enjoyed. Today was the wedding and you were so happy you went dress shopping a month in advance.

You found a beautiful red dress, since the wedding is red and white themed, and found a nice pair of white pumps to go with it. You drove yourself to where the wedding was taking place and you didn’t know the wedding was going to take place at someone’s rich home until you got there.

So many people whom you didn’t obviously know were there and you felt so out of place. All you did was stand there awkwardly, hoping you would see someone you knew.

“Hey little red,” a familiar deep voice said from behind you. You turned around and was faced with a man dressed nicely in a tuxedo.

“Jaewook?! Oh my goodness, you got tall from the last time I seen you! Which was what? When you were fifteen?” You walked up to him and hugged him. He was now taller than you and smelled a lot better.

“Yeah. Look at you,” he said looking you up and down. “You lost weight and you look so good. Like, you look hot.”

He winked at you, and you swatted his shoulder. Same ol’ Jae.

“So, are you Rowoon’s best man?” You asked him.

He shook his head and gave me an angry look. “No. He chose Mina’s brother instead of me. Who does that?”

That surprised you. Rowoon used to be all about his family and he just ditched Jaewook out of his wedding like that, but all you did was shrug your shoulders.

“I honestly thought Rowoon was going to end up marrying you. You guys were like those two popsicles that come joined together. It was always hard to split you two apart.”

You smiled at the memories that came into your mind, but then frowned. “Yeah, but I haven’t spoken to Rowoon in over a year. He hasn’t called me and when I tried calling him, he changed his number. Then when I tried going to his house, he no longer lived there.”

Jaewook shook his head in disbelief. “This man is so hung up on getting married that he ignored his best friend, moved in with his fiancée, and has her brother as his best man just so he can marry her.”

“Not to mention that he loves her. He’s not just doing this to marry her,” you mentioned. Jaewook wrinkled his forehead and shook his head again.

“I don’t know why he does. Have you met the woman? She is fifty shades of crazy.” Both you and Jaewook laughed and continued making jokes about Rowoon ‘s soon to be wife.

“So that’s what you two do when I’m not around?” Rowoon ‘s voice sounded behind you and your heart began to crash against your ribcage.

“Aw come on Rowoon. We’re just having some fun,” Jaewook said. You still hadn’t turned around yet, scared of your actions and words when you do.

“I don’t consider making fun of my fiancée fun,” Rowoon said angrily. You turned around and made eye contact with him. His face seemed more chiseled, and his hair grew so much longer.

“Hello to you too. Long time no talk, don’t you think?” You said annoyed.

Rowoon ‘s tense shoulders relaxed at your words and his eyes changed from angry to worried. “I’m sorry I never called you.”

You put your hand up as if to cut him off. “I don’t want to hear it. I’m just here to see you marry the one you love, and then I’m out of here.”

“Y/N, hear me out please. I actually really need to tell you something in private,” Rowoon said lowly.

You looked at Jaewook and he raised his eyebrows and walked away.

“What do you want Rowoon?”

“Let’s take this somewhere more private.”

He grabbed your hand and dragged you to the inside of the home. He pulled you up the three-story spiraled staircase and pulled you into a room that looked as if he was getting dressed in it.

You crossed your arms and waited for him to speak as he locked the door. He turned around and ran up to you and hugged you. His body crashed into yours and he knocked the wind out of you. All you did was hug back until he let go.

“What was that for?”

“I haven’t seen you in such a long time. I missed you so much, Y/N. You have no idea.”

“Why didn’t you ever come see me then? Or call me?” You said stepping away from him.

“I couldn’t. She didn’t let me. She threatened to leave me if I didn’t change my number and move in with her. Not to mention, she threatened to leave me if I spoke to you. She even told me not to invite you, but I just had to. It’s not like she would cancel the wedding after the invites went out anyway.”

All you did was place your fingers on your forehead and shake your head in disbelief.

“What? Speak to me please. Tell me what’s wrong,” he begged. He walked up to you and grabbed your hand, but the feeling was too intimate for you, so you pulled away. “What did I do?”

You let him have it.

“What did you do? It’s more like what you didn’t do. Two years ago, you began drifting away from me and always making up excuses as to why we couldn’t hang out. Why? Because of Mina. You promised me you would call me about your good news, and I waited for a month before I realized you weren’t going to call. Why? Because of Mina. I tried calling you numerous times only to find out that you changed your number. Why? Once again because of Mina. You moved and didn’t tell me because of her. I cried myself to sleep, most nights, because of how much I love you. I began bawling my eyes out like a hormonal teenager in front of my mailbox when I received your wedding invite and didn’t stop crying until that evening. All because of Mina. Mina, the woman who made you change your number, made you move, made you have her brother as your best man, made you lose contact with your best friend because why exactly? Because she’s controlling. I don’t understand how you cannot see that if a person loved you, they wouldn’t put you through those things.”

Hot tears were burning down your face and you knew your makeup was ruined. But you didn’t care. You had to let it out. Rowoon just stood there gaping at you. You tried to clean the runny makeup on your cheeks, making your hands black from your eyeliner and mascara. The silence in the room didn’t bother you because you knew it would take Rowoon some time to process.

“You love me?” He asked. You weren’t sure if he was confused or if he was worried that you love him.

“All of that and the only thing you managed to process was that I loved you,” you laughed at him and grabbed a tissue from the dresser that was in the room. You turned your back to him and faced towards the mirror that was connected to the dresser and began wiping your face.

“Yes. I do. I have since high school. I even told you, but you took it the wrong way. I’m not expecting some pity party here. So please, spare me.”

You continued wiping your makeup, doing a pretty good job at making it look like you weren’t crying. When you were done and you turned around, Rowoon was gone, but you weren’t surprised.

The wedding began and you were seated at the worse table ever. You couldn’t see the bride walk down the aisle and you could barely see anything going on. You were, however, able to see Rowoon, which was enough for you.

“Dearly beloveds and honored guests, we are gathered here today to witness the giving and receiving of the marriage vows. Marriage is an institution ordained of God and is not to be entered into lightly or in jest and only after much consideration.”

The man began to speak, and you were already bored. You always thought that the best part about weddings was the end. The man continued talking, even reading some scriptures from the bible, and you almost fell asleep. The man continued to speak, but you knew it wasn’t straight from the bible because he was speaking in the English that you understood.

“Do you, Lee Mina, take this man, Kim Rowoon, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, to love, honor and obey, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer ‘I DO.’”

She squealed and laughed as she said her I Do. You cringed as she continued to laugh and rolled your eyes when she mentioned out loud how excited she was.

The man began to speak to Rowoon. Not that you could physically see, but by the vows he was saying, you assumed he was. “Do you, Kim Rowoon, take this woman, Lee Mina, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto her for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer 'I DO.’”

Rowoon quickly said I Do, but you didn’t see a smile on his face.

The man began to state, “If there be anyone present who may show just and lawful cause why this couple may not be legally wed, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.”

It was quiet for a few seconds before a voice boomed unexpectedly. It was none other than Jaewook’s.

“Rowoon, you know you can’t marry her,” Jaewook began. Jaewook was wobbling down the aisle and you knew he went straight to the bar when he left earlier. You quickly got up and ran to him, making a huge scene as you tried to pull him away, but he was too strong. “You’re marrying the wrong girl!” Jaewook continued to yell.

“Jae, be quiet. Let’s go,” you said hushing him and trying to pull him away from the wedding arbor. He pulled himself away from you and tried to steady himself.

“No! He has to marry you!”

The whole crowed gasped and turned towards you, and you didn’t move at all. You couldn’t believe Jaewook just said that in front of everyone.

“She loves you, Rowoon. How can you not see that she loves you and Mina doesn’t?” Jaewook slurred his words and began losing his balance and you ran to him and caught him on time before he fell unconscious to the ground.

“Get them out of here,” Mina demanded to Rowoon. You looked to Rowoon, and he had a sad expression on his face.

“I’m so sorry, Rowoon. I had no idea he was going to do this,” you told him. You were on the floor trying to pick Jaewook up, but he was just too heavy.

Mina walked up to you and pointed her scrawny skinny finger at you. “You! You’re the reason why I even started having problems in my relationship! Then you had to come here and ruin my wedding as well!?”

Almost instantly, she quickly drew her hand back and brought her hand against your cheek, burning your face as you quickly grabbed your cheek with your hand.

“Homewrecker!” She screamed and walked back to Rowoon and held his hands again. Rowoon continued to look at you and Jaewook with a doleful look and Mina dismissed you and Jaewook. “Ignore them. Please continue.”

But the man didn’t continue the vows. Rowoon dropped his hands from Mina and walked up to you and Jaewook. He brought his hand to your stinging cheek and softly caressed your face. You closed your eyes as his soft hand began to cease the pain and you felt like you were going to spontaneously combust when his lips crashed onto yours. You pulled back because you were surprised but Rowoon just pushed his kiss in deeper. That really made the crowd gasp and whisper.

His hand was still on your cheek as he slowly pulled away from your lips. “I love you, Y/N.”

“What?!” Mina yelled. “You love me! You cannot do this to me! This is my day!”

Rowoon looked back at her and laughed. “Not anymore it isn’t. I don’t love you anymore and I would never marry a rotten person like you.”

Rowoon turned his back on her and helped you and Jaewook off the floor. The three of you walked out, you and Rowoon both feeling relieved. You could still hear Mina screaming and crying, and when you looked back, she dramatically dropped herself to the floor, her face in her hands.

“And so, a week later you and dad got married?” Your daughter, June, asked. You nodded and continued to hug her as you both scrolled through the photo album of your wedding day. There was a picture of Rowoon smiling and laughing, which made you smile as well. You remembered how happy the both of you were and how happy Jaewook was to finally be Rowoon ‘s best man.

“What are my two favorite girls doing?” Rowoon asked as he walked in and plopped himself on the couch right next to you.

“Mom was telling me about the drama you two had when Mina was your girlfriend,” June said.

Rowoon just laughed. “Yeah, those were two crazy years. But I’m happy that your Uncle Jaewook objected during the wedding, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have noticed what a terrible person Mina was.”

“I heard my name,” Jaewook said walking into the living room with a beer. “I told your dad numerous times that she was one crazy chick.”

Rowoon rolled his eyes and smiled. He placed a kiss on your head and entwined his fingers with yours.

“I love you so much,” he said as you placed your head on his shoulder.

“I love you, Rowoon.”

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[pantajifiction]

Beautiful

Genre : Fluff/ a little bit of angst

Zuho x reader

Words : 1104

Summary : you have been feeling insecure about yourself but zuho is always there to remind you how beautiful you are.

Warning(s) : Angst, Body shaming, insecurities, Abuse/toxic relationship, panic Attack.

A/N : Hello lovelies! Just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful no matter what people said about you or what you think about yourself. (✿^‿^)

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You are standing in front of your mirror, Cursing yourself for not being beautiful enough. A sudden flashback of your past relationship came through your mind, the one that you will never forget. It was one of those night where you felt miserable about yourself.

In your past relationship, you were caught in an abusive relationship. Your ex would constantly called you bad things and body shaming you in the public making you feel insecure about your appearance. You're stuck in that situation for a couple of years until one day you had enough when you saw that your ex decided to cheat on you in front of you.

Without a second thoughts, you packed your bags and ran away from your ex boyfriend before he could do anything towards you. For months you were living in a rented room and working hard to fix your life when you starting to lose hope. That's when he came in to your life. Your saviour, Baek Juho, going by the name of Zuho.

You were working at one of the busiest diner in town when suddenly he walked in for the first time. You were mesmerized by his sharp features and charisma that radiated from him. For awhile you can't help but stare at him untill he turned his head towards you and gave you a little smile that made you heart jump. Feeling flustered you get back to your work, serving customers and making orders.

"Hi can I get a cup of coffee?" A deep voice interrupt your work. You turn around and was met by none other than him, Baek Juho.

"Yes of course! Anything else?" You replied to him with your usual smile. And just from that, a simple interaction leads to him going to the diner almost everyday making him to be a regular customer.

One thing lead to another, where you've become a Manager at the diner and your life has become a bit stable to say the least when he finally decided to ask you go on a date with him.

At first you were a bit scared because of your past relationship. But after talking to your friends and how they seemed to support you and want you to move on, you finally said yes.

You guys dated for a few months until a year later he asked you to be his girlfriend. It took you some times to gave him the answer but you can't deny that you were starting to fall for him. You can't help but to admit that you love him.

For the first few months, you were very cautious around him. Asking whether it's okay to do this or it's okay to wear that. You were scared of getting criticized by him but that thing never came. It never happened.

One day you finally decided to tell him why you're acting so cautious around him. You told him how you got into an abusive relationship that leds to your ex calling you bad things and cheated on you. You told him how you escaped from your ex and how you were struggling in the first few months without having a permanent home or job.

Zuho just sat there listen to your story closely. Zuho feels like he is responsible to keep you safe now. For the first time he felt how he wanted to protect you from everything just to keep you safe.

After you told him everything he didn't say anything but hugged you. He promise you to keep you safe and to protect you forever.

After that incident he told you to move in with him where he can easily take care of you and you fell in love with him even more at his Effort to keep you safe. You love him and that will never change.

That's how you and him met 3 years ago.

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"(Y/n)???" You are taken to reality when you heard Zuho's voice. You didn't realise that he had just come back from work. You panicked for little when suddenly you get panic attack making you feel breathless. You started to feel dizzy when you saw Zuho running towards you and immediately engulfing you with hug while telling you sweet things and reassuring you that everything is okay.

You started to cry in his arms saying how you hate seeing yourself. Zuho's heart breaks every time he sees you in such a vulnerable state. He picked you up bridal style and kissed your forehead. Zuho walk towards your shared bedroom and lay you down then leave you for a while to change and take a quick shower.

After about 10 mins he came out dressing in his pajama and lay down besides you, pulling you close to him and stroking your hair trying his best to calm you down.

"Shh... it's okay (Y/n) he's not here to do those thing to you again. I'm here for as long as you want me to...and I love you for who you are." He whisper to your ear. Making you calm for a bit after hearing his deep soothing voice.

"B-but... I'm not pretty he said it" your voice barely audible but zuho heard it.

"You don't have to be pretty for me to love you. I don't care how you look like. I fall in love with your heart, your personality. Your face is just a bonus point. I love how you make a cute face whenever you're trying to focus or how you would pout when you can't even reach a book in the highest shelf. (Y/n), you're as beautiful as who you are. You're one in a million and I don't want you to think negatively just because of that bastard." His words makes your heart racing.

You are processing his words when you feel his fingertips on your chin, lifting your head as your eyes met his. You could see love in his eyes and that made you feel guilty, you've made him worried.

"I'm sorry" you whisper as your eyes met his and your lips barely touch.

"Please don't, it was never your fault. I promise to look after you forever" he said and with that your lips met his and you swore that you could feel butterfly in your stomach.

Both of you breaks the kiss and decided to snuggle with each other. Him pulling you as close as possible. Exchanging good night's while he kissed your forehead.

'I love you, (Y/n)" that was the last thing you heard from him before you fell into a deep slumber.

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[divinefireangel]

Gold Rush

A Kim SeokWoo/Rowoon x Idol!Reader imagine.

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: Hello hello fellow Fantasy! I am Sush. This is my first ever imagine and also coincidentally my first contribution to the fandom. I would really appreciate your feedbacks and thoughts on this piece of fiction! I hope you like it!!

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: Fluff. A little bit of angst the reader has from a previous lover.

Summary/Prerequisite: This is based on Gold Rush by the lovely Taylor Swift. Reader is an idol who is an actor, singer/songwriter. She and Rowoon play lovers in a drama and have a crush on each other. And let's pretend that the reader wrote this song for this imagine. 😂

1.3k words 😳

The city nightlights. Incredible everywhere, yet so underrated. Wonder how it would look if I was in a higher building?

“Aren’t you cold up here?” Seok woo asked startling me and chuckled at my reaction as he looked at me sitting at the ledge.

“No. Not really. I am probably just too distracted by the wonderful and colourful view ahead of me to notice.” I replied smiling inevitably. His presence just made me happier. Aside the fact that I had a total teenage crush on him. Smirking, he joined me on the ledge and sat a little too close for comfort. Not that I minded. 

“Now tell me, honestly, why are you up here tonight, out of all the nights you could come here. We have an early morning shoot too. If we don’t go and sleep now, we won’t even get six hours of sleep before work. Is something bothering you?” he inquired with concern. 

Sighing I looked away from his stare at my legs and started swinging them slowly. How can you word out your biggest fear to a guy whom you want to date? Especially when it still haunts you, so much so that it renders you unable to get into a new relationship? Being the sweet person he is, he didn’t question me again after I gave him no answer. 

Nervously chewing on the corner of my thumb, I decided that I had to tell someone, might as well tell him since I have nothing lose, right? 

“Three years ago, my ex-boyfriend, broke up with me, on a rooftop, very similar to this one. I’m not sure why I let it affect me for so long, but it did and I am not even sure how much longer my previous relationship will trouble me. It’s probably because I thought he was the one. But well, you see people’s true nature sooner or later right?” 

“It’s quite natural to feel this way. It’s just the reflection of how much you cared about him.” He said peering ahead. 

“Even after three years? Huh sure.” I laughed sarcastically and shook my head. He looked back at me. 

“Hey. It is. But I know that you are moving on. It is very much evident in the songs you wrote recently. They are all so raw and beautiful because of your hurt feelings and emotions. And I know for a fact that they are going to be some of the biggest hits of your career.” 

How in the world can something so simple from him make me feel happier and more loved than when I was in my previous affair? Smiling softly,

“Thank you. I just really hope that he gets that message.” I acknowledged his compliment. When I looked back up at Seok woo, I noticed that our faces were literal inches apart, making my breath hitch in my chest. When did this mischievous flirt move even closer to me? Looking into my eyes he leaned closer and kissed my cheek. 

Y/N.exe has stopped working due to overheating. Blushing, I turned away to glimpse at the view in front of us again. Smiling delicately, he spoke again,

“I didn’t really mean to overhear, but I did. And I heard you wrote a love song which our producer-nim is planning to include as an OST for the drama. Who is it about? You don’t have to tell me, but since we play lovers, I was curious to find out if it was about my character… or me?”  

I snapped my head back to look at him so fast I thought I sprained my neck. Clearing my throat and getting a little cocky I asked, “Do you even know the lyrics of the song Seok woo?” 

“No. But I was hoping you would sing it for me. Even if you don’t, I can find out some or the other way before it is released or I could just wait till it is officially released. I will just be disappointed if I have to wait you know?” he replied pouting by the end. 

Sighing and biting my lip slightly, I began singing. Since it was a song about him, he will figure it out once the song is released and my embarrassment is not something that is inevitable, so might as well get it over with when we are alone. 

“But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush” I started, looking at my lap and then focused ahead,

“I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush

I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch

Everybody wants you

Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

Walk past, quick brush

I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush

I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush

Everybody wants you

But I don't like a gold rush” 

Looking at him looking at me, gaining a sudden wave of confidence, I slowly leaned towards him as I continued,

“What must it be like

To grow up that beautiful?” I sang maintaining eye contact then moving my gaze to his falling fringe that’s moving with the wind,

“With your hair falling into place like dominos” getting literally impossibly closer to him and intensely staring into is eyes I didn’t stop singing,

“I see me padding 'cross your wooden floors

With my Eagles hanging from the door

At dinner parties

I call you out on your contrarian shit

And the coastal town

We wandered 'round had never

Seen a love as pure as it

And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea

'Cause you know it could never be”

I gasped when he pulled me over his lap, our chests touching each other. One of his hands went to my waist while the other one was moving my hair that flowed with the air current out of my eyes and pushing them behind my ear. I swear I forgot to sing when he leered back into my eyes. 

“'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush

I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush

I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch” he kissed my jaw making my eyes close slowly and all I could do was just whisper the song into his ear,

“Everybody wants you

Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you” he moved his hand that was on my waist around my body and mine instinctively moved to his hair and his coat,

“Walk past, quick brush

I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush

I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush

Everybody wants you

But I don't like a gold rush”

Fluttering my eyes open I laid them on his and continued to serenade him. 

“What must it be like

To grow up that beautiful?” Outlining his facial features and singing lovingly I knew that irrespective of what happens, there will be more songs about him that I will be writing soon.

“With your hair falling into place like dominoes

My mind turns your life into folklor-”

He pulls my face closer to his, closing the gap and kisses me, making me melt and hold onto him tighter. Moving my hands to his rosy cheeks I intensified our kiss, kissing him like there is no tomorrow and like I could wake up cause this feels like a dream. 

“Jagiya.” He stops the kiss to be able to breathe again. I notice I’ve run out of air in my lungs as well. Laughing shyly, I put my forehead on his shoulder as one of my hands fists itself on his upper arm. He rubs my back as he slows down his heartrate and ragged breathing. Lifting my head, I kiss his cheek and fixated on his gorgeous face untill he started to smile and kissed me again and again and again for a very long time since then.

Maybe this Gold Rush isn’t so bad.

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[sanghyukstattoos]

Orchids

Characters: Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo x Reader x Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun

Genre: Mafia au- Smut-smut// threesome, protected sex, wet dream, reader is roughly handled but there is no underlying aggression, degrading term (used once), humiliation, vaginal sex, spanking, blowjob, cock-warming, power dynamics on a scale

Genre: Mafia au- Action// Honestly, some of it is playful but much of it is not

Word count: 5.9k

Summary: In imminent danger, your safety leads to Kyun and Seokwoo’s relief and the hindrances that once filled the day slowly disappear into the night.

A/N: Find more works here!

Blankness had long enveloped your thoughts. Like the night that was dark, bordering on the eerily hoots of owl and fluttering of pigeon’s wings, there were very few things to think about apart from the three women on the floor. They had been sent to protect you, a ritual that your team initiated when any of them were on a mission. you briefly recognised the faces that from the living room and kitchen would be transported elsewhere. 

Zuho, unable to reach you, had sent a letter through Seokwoo who relayed the men that would stay with you. You huffed, pulling out a cigarette only to huff and discard it on the decorator table. This had never usually been the case,  unfortunately meeting your own prediction that the fact that there was no informal label for female bodyguards would cause a great deal of trouble for anyone who encountered it. 

Taeyang and Althea replaced the previous two members whose unfortunate deaths spurned a distraught Zuho to let you take action on how to handle the matter. As great as the damage was, you remained calm, picking the top of Seokwoo’s office for the extra firepower. As you disabled the metal knives in the kitchen, each having a replacement with plastic that could barely cut bread, you cautiously made your way from the kitchen, thinking back to the time you suggested the idea of bodyguards. 

When the safe house was bombarded with external knives and guns, the assistance proved to be useful. Zuho was the head that no one knew about, leading lower-level employees to believe that he was just like them. And he was believable at it too, sharing his struggles of working for a company he did not like and going out for drinks with them. It was a nervously laughable matter for Youngbin who acted as the primary CEO, face of this company, in all the newspapers, cameras and action. 

Over many layers of employees, three groups existed, acting as board members for the company. They were told that they were one among three but their existence was unknown even between the groups and meetings to find out such information was prohibited as such, possibly punishable by isolation. There was also thought to be a hierarchy of the groups, or as who was preferred by Zuho. In succession of leadership, your group was second closest, seeing the light of day to be blinded by money, power and greed one more than the group behind you. 

 You, Seokwoo, Isa, Taeyang, Althea and Youngkyun formed the group, age difference one more than the number of queens in a deck of cards. There was also one seat still remaining for this newly formed group of four years, leaving nothing but hope that they would be of the same standard as all the recruits in the company. Their process unearthed your fears (one among many other things) in their search for ‘hardy’ personalities. Those that passed were reinforced of the strength they contained. 

You heaved, hands dragging the unconscious women to an empty, furnished room. You did not look at their faces, feeling apologetic in words that you could only tell them after bandaging their wounds and feeding them food. You almost stressed when you realised that you would also have to deal with Kyun and Seokwoo’s anger. Leaving the door closed but not locked, you dismissed the matter, leaving it to be dealt with when it happened. 

As you sat in Kyun’s office, you admired the room as it was still, no awareness to the next visitor that it had been occupied in the last five minutes. There were no used cups or books with highlighted words laying around. Books were neatly stacked and chairs were in place, laptop in the safe upstairs as you traced the wood of his desk, not feeling a speck of dust. Too many things had happened in this room for you to sit nervously, pondering over who would enter the room next, hot on each other’s trail to minimise the life forces in this house. 

Faintly, you wondered about their project, liking it when they coordinated from the office. Taking off most of your gear, you placed them in the false safe under the desk, only leaving your gun in its holster, strapped to your chest. The room was soundproof and you laid back on his desk, settling in the peace of absolutely no noise. Your mistakes could cost a heavy debt for the team and you were acutely aware that this could be the case with any member, you thought while clutching your gun. 

Sounds of the rustling of organised footsteps along the carpeted floor echoed in your mind, followed by the hurried whispers and soon images of armed individuals with the intent to harm at first sight. Deceiving knocks on the door that never came disrupted the silence as you opened your eyes in a flash, tightening your grip on the gun. You lifted your head, making contact with embroidered flowers on a black basket that contained knives if opened properly 

You rehearsed the method, breathing unevenly to calm yourself. Distracting yourself by concentrating on reading the titles of the books on the shelf, you were able to brush away your alarming thoughts, slowly. Then came the time when you slumped, letting your body drain itself of the pent up energy, closing your eyes until sleep overcame you.

Cold sweat lined your temples when you were confronted with your past missions, confusing your body with the emotions, some repressed while others were expressed. Till the dreams passed, you were uneasy, uncomfortable, until you began to dream of Kyun and Seokwoo lustfully, hungrily groping your body. One thrusted into you to greedily feel you around him while the other one jerked himself off at the sight. 

The visuals were elaborate and as you woke up with stained panties, startled as pieces of it began to fade away faster than you could hold onto them. Blinking away the sleepiness, you were forced to scramble and jump behind the desk pointing your gun at the door when it flew open, Seokwoo and Kyun threaded in with knees bent and ready to fire. The three of you sighed in relief, taking a moment to stutteringly breathe. You came out from behind the desk, holstering your gun and removing the gear altogether, discarding it on the table.

Seokwoo’s shoes thudded as he walked towards you as you got off the table and he embraced you, surprisingly enough to temporarily freeze. Concern was etched in his eyes as he didn’t let go, hastily pressing a kiss to your lips. He felt relaxed now, at peace since seeing that you were not hurt was calming, carrying the tension he felt away with the wind. He whispered into your ear about how worried the both of them were and he released a sigh, squeezing his eyes shut tight from the panic he had felt. 

You wrapped your arms around him, uncomfortable with the wet feeling in between your legs, but there was no reason that succeeded the importance of the situation at hand. The buttons on Seokwoo’s dark grey, silk waistcoat touched your frame, his eagerness to have you in his arms overcoming him.

However, Kyun was not so patient as he angrily huffed and tossed his briefcase onto a chair. The noise echoed in the otherwise silent room, Seokwoo squeezing your hand comfortingly as he stepped away, leaning against the bookcase. Kyun grasped your arms, hands wandering to your waist to gently hold the sides. His entire demeanour was misleading, making you think that he was softer than the annoyance he held back. 

‘‘You don’t have to- I’m fine okay?’‘ you gently spoke, in line with his mannerisms but perhaps a direct contrast to the fiery anger that laid beneath. Kyun was not satisfied with this, wearing annoyance like a second skin and body tilted towards Seokwoo in question. ‘’What were you thinking?’’ Kyun asked you. 

You did not wait, calmly responding, ‘’I know that you were worried, and so was I. But, it would have been useful if you had given me a heads-up that the individuals were women not men.’’, momentarily glancing at Seokwoo in reference to the words that came from his mouth.  

Your pace was slow and you pronounced each word with care, emphasising your reading onto his reading of the situation. You encouraged him to stop when you felt as if he was about to delve into a flawed argument, continuing, ‘’Look, this’’, motioning to the three of you. ‘’was a moment of miscommunication. And it almost cost us but we can prevent this next time.’’. Fighting an oncoming headache, you almost sighed when Kyun tightly hugged you. 

He pressed his body to yours, nudging your thighs apart as he stood in between them, the soft material of his suit smelling like the homely smell of blood and sweat. ‘’I know it isn’t.’’ he began, increasing in pace as he whispered, ‘’And I’m sorry- it’s just that, I-’’. You nodded, humming a ‘’I know’’ which interlaced with his, ‘’I was worried’’. 

This was it, you thought. This was all the times you looked at Kyun and thought of how much you loved him. The confession was sporadic for each one of them but the grasping of the face and kissing those lips were spontaneous, a routine you could see yourself growing to love everyday.  

As he grasped your hands, you leaned in to meet his lips, hearing your own heart beating. Dismissing the sound, you pulled your concentration on him, tracing his beautiful face, losing the previous scenario from thought. At these points, the meaning of your memories always intensified. He slid his hands over your top, laying his palms flat. 

Sliding your hand over the material of his suit, you gasped at the ache in between your legs. You were growing more aroused, stickiness adding to stickiness, the throbbing leaving you with the sensual impulse to satisfy the ache. 

Kyun’s tensed shoulders relaxed, his lips lingering over yours. You held your breath in anticipation, stilling for seconds as he came to understand the atmosphere you had already divulged into. He need-fully took in your appearance, gently lifting your top at the edges which went unnoticed by you. 

Your breath hitched when he grasped the back of your neck and connected your foreheads, noses lightly touching. He lingered his lips right above yours, the small space of air teasing your lips that parted open as a welcome for his. You chuckled, running a thumb over his cheek, sliding forward so that when you let out a last chuckle, he was lost in trying to capture your lips.

You menacingly peered at him, not bothering to answer the question in Seokwoo’s eyes as he got off the bookshelf. Your legs that dangled off the table, caught onto Kyun’s waist, your hands pushing you back as you kicked him. He grunted, stumbling back at the force, gripping the air behind when his legs found solace in lying flat on the ground. 

He narrowed his eyes, a giggle escaping you when he grabbed your ankles before they could flee his reach and pulled you forward. His grip on your legs tightened, you all the while glaring at him, cautious of Seokwoo at the side whose eyes were fixated in you. Drawing your arm back, you twisted your torso, swinging your fist at Kyun’s face. Almost landing a punch, Seokwoo grasped your hand, leaving you in place and poised for a second.

He collected your wrists, roughly pressing them above your head. They were pinned to the table, surprise strangled in your throat as his knees collided with the solidity of the table. His suit stretched at the edges as he leaned in to smile. 

You growled, bringing your head up and connecting it against his nose as hard as you could. By diverting all your energy to your neck, your legs went limp in Kyun’s arms, alarming him.

Seokwoo’s head flew back, expression of pain as he sniffed, trying to grasp if he was bleeding. ‘’Was that necessary?’’ he questioned, huffing at the smile that graced your face. Your nodding was cut off when he connected your lips, the softness a contrast to how abruptly he did it. 

You moaned against him, wanting him to let go of your hands that ached with the manner in which they had been pinned to the table. Its coldness that slid up your arms, causing you to shiver and allow goosebumps to line your hands. You opened your mouth to him, his tongue sliding in and moving against your wet muscle, another hand cupping your throat. 

Arousal had wet the inside of your underwear and Kyun who was excited at the sight, spread your compliant legs. He teasingly ran a thumb over your centre, almost feeling the sticky liquids line your folds and panties. Kyun was enticed, his own trousers feeling uncomfortable. 

He tugged at the hem of your joggers, pulling them down to reveal your lace underwear. The second thing he noticed were the stains, biting his lips in promise. Arousal rushed his centre, epitomising how his length grew, erected at the sight of Seokwoo passionately kissing you and your own masturbation in your underwear. 

He gulped at the sight, paused as thoughts of your touching yourself flooded his mind. His hand lingered in mid-air, your cries getting louder as you neared your release, kicking the covers off as it got warmer after having used the most appealing toy to you to insert into your hole and stimulate yourself. 

He groaned, stroking himself over his suit trousers, palmed himself at the visuals that delightfully swirled in his head. As Seokwoo completely pinned you down and released all his energy into kisses, Kyun’s fingers delicately trailed your ankles, fluttering around the skin teasingly and slowly spreading your legs. 

He hooked his fingers into the hems of your underwear, tearing the material apart. Miniscule fibres filled the air as he placed a finger to your core, seeing you jerk in response to the touch of his cold fingers. 

Two digits in his mouth, he mustered all the saliva he could, swirling the wetness around his fingers. Lips parted, a trail of saliva disconnected at the increasing distance between his mouth and your entrance. Probing at it, you threw your head back and gasped, your warm cunt pulsing around the thickness of his two digits. 

Seokwoo laid two opposing fingers on either side of your throat, giving you a mockingly encouraging nod to look at him. You hummed, eyes wide and in curious belief of what Kyun was about to do. He made a scissoring motion with his fingers, rubbing your clit. The pleasure of his hands were taken away when he unbuttoned himself, sliding his zipper down to reveal his length that was uncomfortable with the fabric that concealed it.

He pumped himself with the precum that flowed from the tip, slowly rubbing the tip against your folds. You whined into Seokwoo’s demanding kisses, small laughs escaping him at how wet you must have been at the moment. Seokwoo pressed himself against you when you began to whine, holding onto him as Kyun slid his cock into you, earning a groan from you. Your entrance was wet, fluid covering and when he slid in, he was met with a warmth and ease that allowed him to easily thrust into you. 

He heavily moaned, rough thrusts culminating from the stress he felt earlier, pouring it out and turning into heat as he held your legs apart, your release soaking his cock in your juices. You were aroused, hungrily moaning for more when Kyun slid into you and Seokwoo groped your breasts, feeling the soft skin mould to his desire. 

Leaning over you, Seokwoo took his hard cock out of his trousers and pumped himself, tapping the hardness at your lips. Beads of precum flowed from his tip, using it to lube his cock that he slid into your mouth. Gripping your hair in one hand, Seokwoo slightly adjusted himself, grinning as you opened your mouth. 

Swallowing the tip, he gently entered your mouth, hearing you gag, coarse tears staining your eyelashes wet. He paused, only continuing when you hummed, sending vibrations up his cock, his breaths getting heavier. 

From his grip on your hair, he used your mouth to pleasure him, bobbing your head up and down his cock. His back was neutral, your neck off the table and mouth being used to pleasure Seokwoo who gasped, leaning on the table for support. 

You were quick in wrapping your legs around Kyun, wanting the friction that he had created, satiating the beauty of the wetness in between your legs with his cock. He greedily groaned as you were helpless on the table, feebly moaning in desire and turning breathless as his grasp around your throat tightened, making it a struggle for you to breathe. You swallowed air but then it got harder, your voice coarse in its delivery to Kyun who chuckled at your pitiful state.

You wanted more. You wanted him to punish you, roughly fuck you and fill you up but the thing is, you could not demand and hence, you did not know what to expect. They were both unpredictable, Kyun, who could be caring but a maniac in his actions while Seokwoo’s looks deceived enough to make you believe that he was being nice when he truly wasn’t. 

Seokwoo’s hand never left your throat while Kyun’s fingernails dug into your thighs as he bought you forward, roughly fucking into you. You heaved when Seokwoo left his grip on your neck, allowing you to take in a gracious amount of air. The slapping of his cock against your face could be heard amidst the wet noises of Kyun’s pounding into you.

The table shook with the rough movements, Kyun’s moans filling the air and the heat of the table, hot against your bare back. Kyun had left your clit bare, aching to be touched, his focus completely pulled on the way your pussy swallowed his cock, stretching open. The sounds of your needy moans and desperate pleas could be heard against Seokwoo’s cock. 

Seokwoo dove into this change in persona, seeing you being used as you allowed him to use you for himself. Hands left to fumble for no purchase on the table, you could not move an inch, hollowing your cheeks the best you could to suck Seokwoo off. 

You whined, pleading Seokwoo with your pouty eyes to which he shook his head, whispering, ‘’Don’t complain’’. Sucking his upper lip in, he looked back at Kyun whose concentration was broken, nodding at his colleague. Pulling out of you, Kyun tossed you over, your gasp of surprise heightening as he entered you from behind, thrusting his cock into you, setting a fast pace. You got on your palms and knees, Seokwoo once more fisting your hair and peering at you with eager eyes.

The force of Kyun’s thrusts grew sloppy but still allowed for your head to bob up and down Seokwoo’s length. They could feel their releases nearing, knowing that after such pauses and emotional tension, they would release hard. Kyun would cream your walls with his thick fluids. You cried out, loudly moaning and meeting Seokwoo’s eyes who was lovingly watching the way your body moved, breasts wanting to be touched but whole-heartedly forgotten in the moment. 

Kyun didn’t have any intentions for you to release. It had been in his mind from the time he had started pounding into you. He continued filling you up, letting you relax in the way he held your waist, the ache of your back and arms pushed aside. Then he pulled out, setting your release a few steps back as your stunned self froze. 

The wetness was still present inside and outside, your pussy clenching around air. Your legs began trembling when he stopped the flow of his hips that had previously repeatedly snapped against yours. You looked at him from your position, turning over to meet his eyes and for a moment, reminiscing the pleasure you could have had. 

You were holding yourself up by your arms, legs spread, as if waiting for him to re-enter you and fill you up. Seokwoo tugged your head down his length, your gag reflex in a training to be gone. You brought a hand up to stroke his balls, wobbling on your remaining hand. 

Kyun did not take very long to release. After pumping himself, sweat excitedly dripping down his temples, he grabbed your legs, bringing you forward and penetrated your entrance. You cried out as in a thrust, he filled you till your cervix, releasing the contents of his liquid into you and groaning in relief.

You squealed at the feeling, releasing tears as his hot liquids filled you up. You were in a daze, not having recovered from any of the events yet feeling like you were catching up with all of them in real-time. 

You were roughly brought down on Seokwoo’s cock, doing your best to keep up with his hand. After moments of heavy breathing, you moaned from the pain in your scalp, flinching as Seokwoo pulled out and pumped himself over your face and breasts.

Kyun stood there breathless, swiftly hauling you off the table and bringing you in front of the mirror as he regained his breath. You were taken to the large, rectangle shaped mirror in his office that was close to the door. Your scalp ached, yet had no time to feel relieved as Kyun fisted your hair, thrusting you forward, your yelp evident in the quiet room. 

Seokwoo tapped your ass, brushing your cunt as he went lower. You were prompted to look at yourself in the mirror, still confused as you glanced at Kyun. Seokwoo embraced you from behind, parting your legs. You could see your form in the mirror, Kyun’s release slowly dripping down the inner of your thighs, staining the skin as they went along. 

Your face heated up at the sight but you were aroused nonetheless, Seokwoo’s grip on your thighs making it unable for you to close them. His hands wandered throughout your body, tracing your figure for example, the curve of your breasts, your stomach, thighs, touch fluttering to the point where you felt tickled. 

Your breath hitched when Kyun lazily bumped you forward, stating as a matter of fact, ‘’Look’’, encouraging you, ‘’Such a slut’’. You swallowed a bout of saliva, immediately breathily moaning as Seokwoo probed your entrance, your legs bending at the stimulation. 

To Seokwoo, Kyun was distinctly rough with you as compared to any non-sexual situation where the power dynamics were almost reversed. He studied your boundaries, completely overpowering you. The basic point of measuring when you submitted was the way you would look at him. You would not hide it, letting him take full control when you were ready. 

To Kyun, Seokwoo was caring, although never explicitly telling you how much, he routinely made a point to show. There was no confusion in his gentleness with you and as far as moments after confessions went, he was not a hypocrite. He eagerly held your throat, his breath fanning against your neck. It trailed here and there, tickling you. The result was an acute awareness of your own arousal, the unmistakable throbbing of your sex. 

The swell of his cock rubbed against your bare ass and you bit your lip at the feeling, scrunching your face with the release of a breathy moan. He caressed the curve of your ass, groping the pretty flesh in his hands, smooth skin touching yours that felt like a subtle predictor of his future behaviour. 

He leaned down and whispered into your ear, asking, ‘’Would you be okay if we had sex right now?’’. You rose to meet his eyes, nodding in curiousness. The reflection of the outside lights flashed in your eyes, revealing a desiring glint. 

In response, he hummed, taking in a sharp breath before playfully smiling and saying, ‘’We won’t have sex then, get on the table’’, leaving you admittedly bittersweet. Kyun laughed in the background questioning, ‘’Why did you ask her then?’’. 

Seokwoo bent you over the table, landing a harsh smack to the curve of your ass, the skin turning pink. You cried out in surprise, hands clenching over the flat surface of the table. As he landed two more to the same cheek, you breathlessly gasped, darting your eyes to places that seemed beyond your vision, promptly shutting your eyes as bright jewels of light in the distance struck your vision, white momentarily shining in the depths of your eyes. 

Stick excess pooled in between your legs, gathering friction from the way your legs were stuck together, creating friction. He caressed the slightly bruised cheek, aroused at the sight in front of him. You were holding yourself by the palms, wondering how you got yourself into this position. 

Kyun and Seokwoo were different, in their approach to each other and to you. Everyone was far too lost to realise that this situation, under different reactions, could have played out differently. Thinking that it was not too late, you turned around, flinching as you settled on the soreness of your ass.

Missing the swat of Seokwoo’s hand, he made a swipe at the air causing him to take a step back, pursing his lips in question. You peered at Seokwoo, almost pushing him to let you momentarily take control. The encouragement worked due to his delayed reaction, his eyebrows raised and hands on hips. 

Kyun chuckled as you spread your legs, licking your lower lip, softly biting the skin. Your fingers trailed along the length of your torso, a smile lingering as you twirled around your clit, gasping at the pleasuring sensation. Your legs trembled, lacking the energy to keep up unlike your own deprived- of- release sex. 

A jolt ran through your body when you touched yourself, asking Seok, ‘‘I didn’t do it like this when I touched myself earlier.’‘, nodding as you motioned to your fingers. Kyun smirked at this play, thinking, she submitted to me but she won’t do it for Seok, chuckling at any of your least-favourable probable outcomes. 

The innocence present in your hands caused both of them to relax until you entered your cunt, feeling the mixed juices coat your digits. You brought yourself back to where Kyun had left you earlier, all in a matter of concentrating. Your eyes glossed over as your vision blurred, losing yourself in the pleasure you created.

Seokwoo genuinely laughed at your ministrations, enjoying the sight of you touching yourself. However, Seok didn’t look at Kyun to make a decision together. He grabbed your hand, not giving you a chance to collect yourself. Your hands were taken away from your cunt, stopping your pleasure in its tracks for almost the third time today.

You yelped in surprise as you felt yourself slide off the table and onto your legs that wobbled on the way to the bedroom. A sigh of frustration escaped you, swallowing it as Seokwoo looked at you with a definite look of irritation. You looked back at Kyun who was following you too, shrugging as you reflected his sly smile. 

Seok’s steps were quick, shoes clicking against the wooden floor as the door to your bedroom flew open, slamming into the wall. Your eyes widened at the sound, heart excitedly racing with other priorities before Seok threw you onto the bed, sheets flying upon your harsh contact with them. You stared at him through your eyelashes, his figure towering over yours when he removed his boxers, revealing his length. 

It slapped his stomach once again, his gaze never leaving you. You were about to ask if he was being indecisive after directly telling you that you couldn’t have him but it was all play. Unless he did something, you had no idea if his words were true. He asked, ‘’Where is the toy you used?’’, causing you to tilt your head to the side, squint in confusion. You parted your lips in an excuse as he sat in between your legs that were on either side of his waist. 

You knew that he was onto you as he always was, not your issue that they had jumped to the first conclusion they could think of. You shrugged, smile toying at your lips when he penetrated your entrance, leaving you to collapse into the sheets, trying to accommodate his length. You threw your head back, back arching at the penetration. 

He stilled once the bass of his cock touched your cervix, grunting as he felt your juices warmly wrap around his cock. He snugly settled into you, getting comfortable. Lingering over you, he gently said, ‘’I want to humiliate you’’, a beautiful, genuine smile gracing him. 

‘’When we came back’’ he immediately started, pausing till he continued, ‘’It looked like you were sleeping’’, slowly moving in you, pace slow. You breathed heavily, having held back so many times, similar to Seok who was close too. This was a nostalgic reminder to see who would release first, with or without foul play. 

‘’Yet you were wet, like you released.’’, you hummed, gripping his shoulders as he began to touch your sweet spot, drawing moans from you. He stared into you, continuing, ‘’I have never known you to masturbate in Kyun’s office, with or without a toy’’, opening to one other possibility. 

You licked your lips, prompting a thrust from Seok, causing you to grip the sheets. ‘’So, while relaxing in his office, you went off to sleep and untimely had a wet dream’’ he finalised, his proudness of his revelation showing through his pleased grin. 

Heat flushed your heated face, earlier frustration peeking as you dismissed his statement, ‘’Fine, yes, it happened. What is the problem?’’. He heartily laughed, slowly thrusting into your cunt as he looked at Kyun’s twinkling eyes who was impressed by his colleague noticing things that even he had not paid attention to. 

Leaning against the table, Kyun stroked his cock, body warm from head to toe. Seokwoo fell to his side, pulling you with him. The invitation to Kyun was inevitable as he pulled out a condom and lubricant. Settling behind you, he cleared the hair from your neck, pressing soft kisses. One lingered the longest as he popped it open, gently probing your hole. 

You held onto Seokwoo, initially jolting at the sensation Kyun caused, scrunching your eyes. Seokwoo repeatedly whispered phrases of praise to you, caressing your breasts as you clenched around him. His pace never increased no matter how annoyed you seemed when you asked him to speed the fuck up. All he did was giggle and say no, much to your dismay. 

Your release was imminent for you but never to come. Delayed for as long as possible, Seokwoo held onto you, feeling his own release near while Kyun prepared you for as long, probing your entrance twice and thrice till he could seat inside you. Hands roaming your torso, he wandered without moving, grasping the heat you were offering him. Teasing your clit, you frustratingly laughed, whining and finding satisfaction in Seok’s heat. 

The end was the same, except it wasn’t the end for the bigger picture. Seokwoo pulled out, pumping himself till he came, doing so inside you. You ground your hips against his, friction not enough to satisfy you. Seokwoo stayed inside you, relaxing his tense and sweaty body, on the soft covers. 

‘‘It feels nice this way’‘ Seokwoo spoke up, motioning to the position the three of you were in. Kyun laughed, agreeing as you joined in, chuckling. It did lead you to ask, ‘‘So when- when will I be able to release?’‘, clenching around Seokwoo as you did. He hummed, smiling, teasingly shrugging, replying with a playful hint in his voice, ‘‘I don’t know’‘. 

You held back a laugh, rolling your eyes and shrugging away, barely turning away from Seokwoo before he pulled you back into his arms. Pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, he stated, ‘’That is a good take on it’’ causing you to push him away with a discontented look.  

‘‘Kyun hasn’t said anything’‘ you suddenly whispered and Seokwoo looked over, smiling as he nodded towards a naked Kyun who was already sleeping. You patted his ass, running a thumb over it while giggling with Seokwoo. Kyun was knocked out, the cuteness of his very soft snores adding to his peaceful state of slumber. 

‘‘He must be tired’‘ you whispered, Seokwoo agreeing to your words, replying, ‘‘He did stress a lot’‘. You chatted away with Seok, temporarily forgetting about your situation, the two of you giggling in the silence, trying not to wake Kyun up with your laughs. 

About six hours into your sleep, you got a phone call that first woke up Seok. He shook you out of your sleep, handing your phone to you. You groggily picked up the phone, taking in deep breaths to calm the fast beating of your heart you always felt no matter who woke you up, when or where. Seok hugged your form, hiding in the crook of your neck and going back to sleep, hoping that whatever it is, it was not important. 

Kyun had woken up sometime earlier, gesturing in question to the phone in your hand. You shrugged, hearing Zuho hurriedly say, ‘’We have a situation. Gather the team, you will be briefed when I’m on the ground’’. Kyun had finished taking a shower, seemingly relaxed but nervously glancing at you. 

Zuho cut the call and you quickly woke Seokwoo up, motioning Kyun to get changed. Both asked why but you had no answer, directing Kyun to get your weapons ready. Grabbing Seokwoo’s hand, you tugged his sleepy self along to the shower for a quick scrub. 

On the way, you told Kyun to contact Taeyang and that he would wake up Althea and in turn, you would contact Isa. Stepping into the shower, Seokwoo started the water, drizzling it over you. You moved quickly as you picked up the phone, rushing your call with Isa to pick up the rest of her newly developed ammunition and to inform you of when she reached. 

Three vehicles arrived at the scene, brakes pumped and six individuals rushing out. The uniforms you wore would conceal your identity, allowing the six of you to act as six and as one too. Your red badges to identify your group were stripped off and handed to you who gave the responsibility of keeping them safe to Althea. 

There was time to only prioritise the safety of your team members and whatever the mission from Zuho was. The six of you stood in a circle, clouds of light grey amidst the rising dark blue turning lighter surrounding you. They were attentive to your calm voice as you handed them instructions, weapons in hands. ‘’We split up into teams of two.’’, motioning to Isa and Taeyang, ‘’are with me. The rest of you cover the back. At 4:15, we will meet in the Quilon. We’ll go from there.’’

They nodded, dispersing after bumping shoulders with your final words, ‘’Let’s do this safely’’. It always made you chuckle, having been the first thing you said in nervousness as their unofficial leader, hearing them laugh and tell you that they had your back, no matter what mission you all were on. You guessed that these wars united your team.

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[shinescape]

True Love - Rowoon

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tw: character bruised and unconscious.

A sudden call from Youngbin caught you off guard. He never called you even when you exchanged numbers with all of Rowoon's friends. He said "incase of emergency" and you really hoped today was not one of those days.

He told you to come right to Rowoon's apartment. You already had a bad feeling about it but tried your best to stay calm and positive. The possible scenarios going through your head were not helping due to the fact that Youngbin did not elaborate on his call.

Once you arrived, one of them unlocked the front door just in time. "Chani, what's going on?" You asked breathless. "You should go see him for yourself." His face had always been hard to read but you could feel that something was wrong.

You made your way in and everyone looked at you with solemn faces. You gulped down and made your way into his room. Rowoon was lying on his bed, fast asleep. As you step closer, the scattered bruises on his face and arms were visible.

Your brows narrowed together as your legs gave away and you fell on the floor. You knew about his line of work and you accepted it nevertheless. But he never got beaten up this badly and it shocked you to see him like this.

You held onto his hand, they were warm but the cold was slowly getting to him. You remembered a few weeks ago, how he promised that it would be his last job and that he wanted to live a normal life with you. Both of you were too busy to keep each other updated and the call was what brought you to meet after a while.

"He got caught with the wrong gang and they beat him up. I'm sorry that this happened to him but he wanted to finish everything by himself." Youngbin spoke from the door. He wanted to give both of you space and decided to leave after you did not reply to him.

A gush of memories went through your mind as you rubbed his palm with yours. The first time you met him was at a café near your office. You were minding your own business, scrolling through your social media when rushed footsteps neared you caught your attention. A very tall man in a suit with a baseball cap pulled out the chair across you and sat down.

Feeling perplexed, you couldn't hide the surprised expression on your face. "There’s going to be two men coming in here. Pretend like we're on a date." You were confused by his words and replied with "what men are you talking about...", By then, exactly two men in similar suits rushed into the café. The man in front of you slowly took off his coat and passed it to you.

"They're coming here, what should I do?" You panicked and your eyes frantically searched around for something. The man did nothing but cupped one side of his face and looked at you. "Hey babe, do you wanna order something? Any drinks?" You started as your eyes made contact with one of the men.

Please just leave. I don't want trouble. You chanted in your head. They were still near so you pushed your phone to the man and told him to take a picture of you. Surprisingly, this time he did as he was told. He took a few and passed the phone back to you slowly. "They just left." You sighed in relief.

He looked at you for a moment before standing up. "Thanks for the help. You went too far but at least they're off my back for a bit." He placed a name card and left you to your own. The audacity of that man to say you went too far when he looked as if he was about to die if they caught him. You wanted to scream so badly but the only thing you could do was punch your lap and that's when you realised. He left his coat with you.

Months later, you went on dates with him whenever he was available that is. He explained how his job isn't the most normal one and you to be honest caught on the fact. But things happened so fast and now he was sleeping soundly in front of you, all bruised up. You knew they had a private doctor who came when in need but you were still worried.

You held his hand close to your forehead and shut your eyes tightly. "You need to wake up because I can't do this without you. You promised to travel around once it's over. Please wake up." It came out like a whisper but he heard it clear.

The next day, Rowoon blinked his eyes open and felt warmth on his right hand. His eyes soften at the sight of you sleeping while holding onto his hand. He slowly sat up and gently patted your back. You rubbed your eyes and stretched your arms not realising that Rowoon has woken up and adoringly stared at your actions.

"It must hurt to sleep like that." You were surprised when you heard his raspy voice. "You're up!" Without thinking, you engulfed him in a hug. It felt like months the last time you met him but it doesn't matter anymore. He's right here in front of you safe and sound. You pulled away and smiled tiredly at him, taking in his features.

"No more gang fights?"

"I promise. No more."

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[yootaesowlwrites]

My Bed Feels So Empty - Rowoon

A90— “I’m tired and my bed feels so empty without you here.”

A/N: So, this is the first time I tried to write phone sex, hopefully I did well! I’m confident I did.

Warnings: Hint of fluff, masturbating, phone sex, dirty talk, pet/nicknames.

W/C: 1.6K

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 16+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You were missing Rowoon like crazy, it’s only been a few days since you last saw each other, but with him having such a busy schedule with shootings, you had to endure it, you held the phone to your ear as you listen to him talk about his day, telling you all about the shooting and how nice the cast members were to him.

“They’re really welcoming,” He says, you smile hearing the smile in his voice. “But how are you, love?” You turn onto your side, propping your leg up as you bend it at the knee.

“I’m good, missing you,” You say. “I’m tired, and my bed feels empty without you here as well,” You slowly let your hands slide over your breast, giving it a soft squeeze through your pyjama shirt, your fingers find your nipple, and you slowly rub the outline of it.

“Bed feeling cold?” He asks, you could hear his tone shifting a little. “Body feeling cold as well?” You hear some movement through the line. “Thinking about something, anything specific?” You pinch your nipple through your shirt and tug on it before releasing it.

“You,” You say, your hand slowly moving over your tummy and hip, sliding past the crease of your hip and into the pyjama shorts you wore, staying above your panties. “Your hands, your lips,” You slide your fingers over your mound and towards your pussy lips. “And your cock.”

“Hmm, those are a lot of things you’re thinking about,” He says. “But I would be lying if I didn’t say I was thinking about your hands, mouth and pretty pussy,” You feel your insides churn at his words, and lick your lips. “What do you suggest we do about it, baby?” You slowly slide your fingers over your clothes folds, taking in a deep breath. “Are you already touching yourself?”

“A bit…” You whisper. “I just started,” You hear him groan through the line and hear some more movement. “My fingers aren’t the same as yours though,” You hear him take in a deep breath, and you could only imagine that he had wrapped his hand around himself. “Are you touching yourself, imagining it's my hand?”

“Your hand feels better around my dick,” He says, you could hear a slight strain in his tone. “ You know just how to touch me,” He mutters, you could hear his breathing becoming deeper for a moment.

“Hopefully next year, this time, we’ll be together,” You say. “Then you can have my hand around you, making you cum for your birthday,” He lets out a groan. “Imagine my lips around your cock also,” He lets out a low groan, and you can only imagine his eyelids fluttering. “Licking you, licking your balls, massaging them while I suck your cock.”

“Angel… you’re torturing me,” He groans out, you smile to yourself as you push your fingers against your panties and push them between your folds.

“You, gripping onto the back of my head, guiding me over your cock,” You say, you hear his breathing becoming louder. “Sounds good, right, baby?”

“You’re a tease, I swear,” He mutters. “What you give, you get back,” You suck your lower lip between your teeth. “Fingers, tongue… all licking at you,” You let out a slow breath and let your eyes flutter shut as you slide your fingers through your folds, pushing more of the fabric between them, you let out a low moan and slowly slide your fingers towards your entrance, feeling wetness seeping through the fabric and ruining your panties.

“Are you hard yet?” You suddenly ask, you hear a groan come from him before hearing the sound of his hand moving over his length.

“For you, yes, fuck,” He grunts out. “How wet are you?” You move the phone away from your ear and press the speakerphone button before lowering it down to your pussy, letting him hear the squelching sounds of your wetness. “Fuck…” You pull your fingers away and slowly pull the panties out from between your folds and move them to the side.

“So wet for you,” You say, your skin was heating up, and you could feel sweat slowly building on it. “I wish it were your fingers,” You hear him groan, his movements picking up. “Are you touching the head of your cock also?”

“Go— angel, such a dirty mouth,” He grunts out, you hear him take in a shaky breath, and you assume he had slid his hand over the head of his cock.

“Sensitive, baby?” You ask, you push your fingers past your folds, slowly moving them to your entrance and dipping a digit inside yourself, you close your eyes for a second, biting your lip as you do.

“When I get back home… you better be ready,” He says, you could hear the strain in his tone becoming more noticeable. “Your hands and mouth will be busy,” Your walls clench at his words, and you feel your insides slowly knotting together. “Your filthy mouth will be put to good use, angel,” You let out a low whimper.

“Is that a promise, Seokwoo?” You ask in a teasing tone, slowly pumping your finger in and out of yourself, your breathing slowly becoming more shallow.

“It is,” He says, he could hear your breathing changing. “Add another finger,” You let out a soft whine and press another finger against your entrance, slowly sliding it in along with your other finger. “Good girl, keep a slow pace.”

“I am,” You whimper out, your eyes closing, your hand clutching the phone as you feel yourself getting close to a high. “How close are you?” You hear him take in a sharp breath.

“Your voice is getting there, thinking of your hand around me, even your filthy mouth around me, is getting me closer,” He says, you let out a low moan, and try to keep the slow pace of your fingers. “But not close enough.”

“Then think of my pussy squeezing your cock,” You say, you hear him groan, and you feel your walls squeeze around your fingers. “Think of my pussy milking you for an orgasm,” Another groan leaves him, you lick your lips and slowly move your fingers faster.

“Slow down,” He demands through the phone, he had heard the sound of your wetness moving faster. “Keep a slow pace, or are you being a naughty girl?” You turn your face into your pillow, letting out a whine. “I’ll punish you for being bad when I get home,” Your walls clench.

“Seokwoo...” You whine into the pillow before turning your head away from the pillow. “You better promise then,” You hear him let out a low groan, his breathing picking up and the sound of his hand pumping himself picks up also, the sound of his pre-cum being slid over his cock also reaches your ears.

“I promise, I promise I’ll make you work for your orgasm when I’m home,” He says, you could hear the strain in his tone becoming louder. “Fuck… fuck, I’m close,” You pump your fingers in and out of you faster, your breathing picks up, and you feel the knot inside you becoming bigger and bigger.

“Seokwoo…” You whine out, you could feel your walls pulsing around your fingers the closer you got to your high. “Seok… Woo,” You whimper out, you hear him let out a groan and his hand moving faster, you were slowly ascending, the feeling inside you snaps, and you feel yourself come undone around your fingers. “Seokwoo, ohhh, my gosh, oh my fucking gosh, that feels so good.”

“Fuck, fuck, I wish I could see you cum around your fingers,” He grunts out, you could barely hear him, your hand almost drops the phone as you go through your high, your body shakes and your toes curl, you press your face into your pillows as you moan and whimper at the pleasurable feeling going through you. “Fuck, fuck, the thought… oh, angel… fuck,” He slides his hand faster over his cock, making sure to give the head of it attention, he could feel a heartbeat slowly forming in the tip before it twitched in his hand, low groans escape him as hot ropes of cum coats his arm and hand along with his lower tummy and thighs.

“Fuck, it feels so good… it sounds so good,” You moan out, slowly coming down from your high, you could hear small whimpering coming through the phone, you whimper and lick your lips at the sound, fuck, how you wished he was home, so you could be the one to ease him through his high. “Fuck, it sounds so good, baby,” You purr into the phone, hearing him let out a groan at your voice. “Bet you wish you were home right now.”

“Fuck, you’re a tease, angel,” He groans. “Fuck,”

“But you love it when I tease,” You say, he slowly comes down from his high, you could hear him breathing hard through the phone. “Was it good?”

“Not as good as you would have made me feel,” He says, sounding out of breath. “Did it feel good for you?”

“I want your cock…” You bluntly say, and a long groan falls from him. “So badly, but my fingers did the job… for now,” You slowly slip your digits from your sopping hole, feeling your juices coat the inside of your thighs. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too, angel,” He says, he takes in a deep breath. “Just two more days and we’ll see each other,” You softly smile. “I hope you will sleep satisfied tonight… or as satisfied as your fingers made you feel.”

“I’ll dream of you inside me then,” You say.

“Angel…” He whines out, making you smile. “Tell me all about it when you do, every single detail.”

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Love Colour: Rowoon/Kim Seokwoo smut

Rowoon/Kim Seokwoo x fem reader

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, mentions of masturbation, cunnilingus, fingering, blow job, breast-fucking, cumming on face of reader

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You came home late at night from your job. It was hectic sometimes. 4 weeks ago you were offered the manager position of your department, and you really had to adjust to having so much responsibility and work to do.

You hung your trench coat on the coat rack and threw off your painful heels. You sighed and sat down on the couch, rubbing your feet. "Man, those bitches hurt," you mumbled. You had a love-hate relationships with those heels. So gorgeous, but not made for working.

You figured your boyfriend, Seokwoo, must be asleep in bed right now. You sighed. It upsets you that you didn't have much time for him lately. You left early for work and came back late most days. You missed him, dearly.

Before going upstairs you grabbed a glass of water. You pet your cat and make sure it has food and water before making your way up the stairs.

When you reached the top you heard faint noises coming from the bedroom. Stopping in your tracks, you listened closely.

"Y-yes, god, baby."

Familiar moans flowed from your bedroom. Was he touching himself?

You weren't sure. Should you disturb him? Help him? Leave him alone?

You probably should help him though. You realized it's been almost 3 weeks since the last time you had real, actual sex.

Sure, you've given him some lazy handjobs and gone to second base while kissing, but over the past weeks not much else had happened. You were so tired and he just wanted to take care of you.

Gently, you knocked on the bedroom door. "Baby, can I come in?" you asked. The panting and rustling of the sheets stopped.

"Um, yes babe," you heard.

You stepped inside the room and found him in bed, covering his lower body with the sheets.

You smiled gently when you walked over to him. "Couldn't wait, hm?"

"S-sorry I didn't hear you come home, I... I felt so... Horny today I couldn't help it," he sighed.

"Please let me take care of you, sweetie," you smirked while slipping down your pants. "Let me see that delicious cock."

Seokwoo shoved down the sheets and revealed his hard, leaking cock.

Slowly, you rubbed your thumb in his slit, causing him to hiss. When you licked up a stripe from the bottom to the top of his cock you felt his hand in your hair.

You worked your tongue on the tip of his cock, giving it kitten licks. You didn't want him to finish too fast, but give it some time to get him really worked up for you.

Taking more of him in your mouth you sucked hard, bobbing your head up and down.

Seokwoo started panting while slowly playing with your hair. "Y-yes, just like that," he moaned when you started deepthroating him.

He groaned and groaned when you also started massaging his balls. He felt like he was gonna lose his mind. He had missed your touch and your mouth so much.

"B-Baby, I'll cum if you keep on- ah, oh god!"

You sucked his dick perfectly, wanting him to cum deep down your throat. You wanted to taste him.

It didn't take long before he came in your mouth with a long, low moan.

He panted as you pulled yourself away from his dick and smirked. "God, baby, you're so perfect," he panted.

You kissed his neck and his jawline. "I'm sorry it took so long," you apologized.

He shook his head. "I know how hard your job is for you at the moment, it's okay. Let me help you out, sweetheart."

He undressed you completely and layed you down on your back. Seokwoo spread your legs and peppered kisses from your inner thighs to your aching, wet hole.

He slowly entered you with his tongue, tasting all the juices you had to offer. He pumped his tongue in and out of your core, the best he could. When he started working his tongue on your clit you felt like you lost it.

Moans of his name fell of your lips like a mantra. "Seokwoo, oh, yes! S-Seokwoo, yes! O-oh baby!"

It only turned him on more. You were his, and his only. Only for him to touch. Only for him to kiss. Only for him to fuck.

You whined at the loss of his tongue for a moment, but it was replaced with his fingers soon enough.

He pumped 2 of his fingers deep inside your soaking pussy. "You hear that baby? All your juices? You're so fucking wet for me, so wet, all mine," he panted as he kisses your breasts.

You moaned louder when he started fingerfucking your g-spot. He kissed down your stomach back to your pussy.

Kissing and sucking your aching clit, he entered you with 3 fingers, knowing you loved the stretch around him.

You screamed his name. "B-Baby, yes, gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, princess, cum all over me," he moaned into your pussy. Just 3 more pumps of his fingers made you shudder in pleasure, climaxing hard.

"Ah! Ah Seokwoo, oh baby, fuck!" you cursed when he guided you through your orgasm.

You panted heavily when he pulled away from you, and entered you with his hard cock.

You whined and held onto him instantly. "P-please, fuck," you begged him.

"Please what baby?" he asked, bottoming out and pushing his cock back, deep inside your pussy.

"Fuck me hard, fuck me, baby please, fuck me!" you begged. Your begging send him over the moon. How could he resist you?

He started pounding his cock deep down your core, faster and faster with every pant and moan.

He groaned when you felt him clenching around you. You were always so fucking tight for him

"Fuckk, baby, such a good girl for me," he moaned. He watched your tits bounce up and down as he fucked you faster.

He's always had a thing for them. Always sucking on them, touching, playing with them.

"S-Seokwoo, I'm so close, gonna cum!" you whined. "Yes, baby, cum on my cock, cum on my fucking cock," he cursed as he fucked you harder.

After only one more pump of his dick inside you, you felt yourself climax hard, screaming his name.

He rode out your high and pulled out of your pussy. He kissed your boobs and licked your nipples, causing you to hiss.

"Baby, please let me fuck your tits too," he almost whined. You panted loudly, "yes, baby, fuck my tits."

He smeared himself with your arousal and re-positioned himself above your breasts. He put his dick in between, and you held your breasts, sandwiching his dick inbetween.

You knew he loved this. It was his secret kink. He didn't live it out much, but you knew he loved it, so you let him once in a while. You loved seeing him get worked up from your tits and you loved when he came on your face. It was his personal masturbator.

He started fucking your breasts quickly, causing him to pant loudly.

"Oh, yes, baby, so fucking soft," he moaned.

"Fuck, Seokwoo, please give me your cum," you moaned at the sight of him. There was nothing more arousing than seeing your man needy and close to cumming for you.

"Y-yes, baby, gonna cum!"

He gasped and came in beautiful white ropes, landing on your neck, mouth and cheeks.

He moaned as he rode out his orgasm, stopping and kissing your breasts once more.

Seokwoo gently cleaned your face and chest and he smiled as he layed next to you again.

You pulled him close and kissed his head. "I won't let you wait so long next time, honey," you promised.

"I know, we're doing this in the shower again tomorrow morning."

You laughed at him, and rolled your eyes. "I have to go to work at 9am."

"I'll get up at any time for you," he grinned, kissing your head.

And just like that, you fell asleep together.

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Youngbin:

The sun peeked through the sheer curtains of your bedroom. Squinting your eyes, you stretched your arms and rolled over only to find a body next to you. A head of messy shaggy black hair lay tousled on the pillow beside you. Your eyes trained down the tan skin of the body, recognizing the familiar tattoo on his left side.

A smile slipped onto your face remembering the events of last night, Youngbin had come over for dinner and ended up staying the night...and a little more. Quietly you got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom to shower. After you finished you slipped on some shorts and a random shirt from your closet. Your legs were a little sore as you walked back up the bed.

Not wanting to wake your boyfriend just yet, you climbed back under the covers and wrapped your arms around his torso. His chest rose and fell in steady breaths. After a few moments, you felt him shift onto his back, eyes blinking open. 

He smiled seeing you already awake. “Morning,” His voice sent shivers down your spine. His arms wrapped around you pulling your body on top of his. “How long have you been awake?” 

“Not long,” you hummed leaning down and kissing his lips. 

He sighed, hand running up and down your back. “Are you free today?” Youngbin asked rolling over so he was hovering over you. You smiled as he pressed tender kisses down your neck. 

“Of course, I’m free. It’s a Saturday.”

He looked up wide eyed. “It’s a Saturday?”

“Yes, what day did you think it was?” Youngbin looked off to the side in thought. He really was the most precious man on this planet. You couldn’t help but kiss his cheek. 

“Honestly, I don’t know. I’ve been so busy lately.” He laughed and laid next to you. His hand reached for yours, playing with your fingers. For a moment you simply stared at each other, lovestruck grins on both your faces. 

“You want to go get brunch?” You asked with a smile.

“That sounds really good.” 

Inseong:

Something soft brushed against your neck. Your eyes were still too heavy to open, but your sleepy mind recognized the touch. Sleepily you ran your fingers through your boyfriend’s soft hair as you tried to open your eyes. A soft glow was coming through the bedroom window. 

Inseong hovered above you a sweet smile on his face. “Hi,” you whispered, making his smile grow larger. Pulling him down you pressed your lips against his, in a gentle kiss. “What time is it?” You whispered against his lips.

“About eight.”

You sighed and rolled into his side, snuggling into his arm. “I have work in an hour.” You whined. He laughed as you pulled the covers over your head. His long fingers pried the duvet away from your face. “Do I have to go to work?” You asked cutely, making his heart jump.

“Yes. Being an adult is a mandatory thing.” 

You sighed, hugging onto him even tighter. “What if I just put you in my purse and took you with me?” Inseong chuckled, the laugh vibrating throughout his chest. It was a happy sound. 

“I don’t think my six-foot tall ass could fit in your purse.”

“You don’t know that. I’m very persistent.” 

He laughed kissing the top of your head. The two of you spent a few more minutes cuddled up in bed, legs tangled together. “Okay, now you do have to get up.” A groan fell past your lips. “Hey, I’ll come back tonight after practice?” Your ears perked up at the mention of Inseong coming back.

You kissed his lips once more, before begrudgingly removing yourself from your boyfriend’s arms and the bed. He watched you get dressed a smile on his face. Before you left you leaned over Inseong still lying in bed, kissing his lips then his cheek. “Will you lock up before you leave?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Key is under the mat if you get here before me tonight.” You said with a wink before you left your boyfriend in your bedroom as you headed off to work.

Jaeyoon:

The sound of rain pelting against your window slowly brought you back to consciousness. Long fingers dragged softly up and down your back. Turning over, you saw your boyfriend, sitting up against your headboard, scrolling through his phone. Your tired eyes raked over him.

His dark hair was messy and sticky up in all directions. The light from his phone cast a blue glow over his face, highlighting all the sloping lines that made up your Jaeyoon. He smiled feeling you move under his hand. 

“Morning gorgeous,” 

His voice was deep and raspy sending shivers down your spine. The sheets rustled as you climbed on top of him, resting your head on his chest. Jaeyoon leaned down pressing a slow breathtaking kiss onto your lips. “Do you have schedules today?” You whispered against his lips. He sighed, feeling your hands run through his hair. 

“No, I’m yours for the day.” 

“Just for the day?” You said kissing down his jaw. Jaeyoon smiled, his arms wrapping tightly around you.

“For as long as you’ll have me,” 

Jaeyoon rolled over, so he was laying on top of you, head snuggled in the crook of your neck. You listened to the rain, rubbing soothing patterns on the tan skin of your boyfriend’s back. “I wish I could wake up like this every morning,” He smiled at your words, lips trailing down your shoulder. 

“Let’s get an apartment together then.” 

You sat up, looking at your boyfriend. “Jae, you aren’t serious...are you?” Jaeyoon got off of you, leaning his head on his hand. He looked up at you, eyes crinkling in a smile. 

“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.” Jaeyoon pulled you back down into his bare chest. “I would be crazy to pass up rainy mornings in bed with you.” You smiled feeling him kiss the top of your head. “That, and sex with you is incredible.” He said, you smacking his shoulder in response. 

Dawon:

The blaring of an alarm woke you up. Groaning you reached over and shut it off. “Inseong...I don’t want to get up.” A voice whined next to you. Dawon rolled over, onto his left side, as if trying to get away from his bandmate. You grabbed his shirt from the floor and slipped it on before crawling over your boyfriend. Your hands traced over the familiar tattoos on his chest and stomach.

He sighed, feeling your lips on his. “I’m not Inseong, baby.” He smiled, eyes finally opening. “Hi,” You whispered kissing him again. 

“You are a sight for sore eyes.” He said drowsily. 

“Better than Inseong?”

“Oh, yeah. Miles better. Light years better.”

You laughed out loud, making Dawon smile. He loved your laugh. “Are you hungry?” You asked sitting up, legs on either side of his sheet covered body. He nodded yawning. “Pancakes?” His eyes popped open, and he sat up, arms wrapping around you. 

“Y/n, have I ever told you how amazing you are?” 

Laughing, you kissed his cheek and walked out of the bedroom. Your hands busied themselves with prepping all the ingredients on your kitchen counter. Dawon shuffled around your bedroom probably trying to find his clothes. “You can shower if you want!” You called out into the apartment. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Dawon sleepily shuffle into your bathroom wearing only his boxers. 

Ignoring the urge to join him, you began making the pancakes. Just as you finished the door opened and Dawon walked out, towel drying his hair. “This smells amazing,” Dawon said, wrapping his arms around you from behind. 

“Let’s hope it tastes that way.” You said handing him a plate. 

“Won’t taste as good as you,” Dawon said with a smirk, a blush flooding your cheeks. Instead of responding you took one of the strawberries from off his plate and bit into the juicy fruit. 

Zuho:

You were awakened by the sound of thumping in your room. Sitting up you looked to find Zuho doing his best to silently get dressed; failing miserably. “Where are you going?” You asked, pulling the sheets over your chest as you sat up. Your best friend turned at the sound of your voice. 

“Uhhh.....Nowhere.” 

“If you were going nowhere you would still be in bed with me.” 

You could practically see the gears turning in his brain. His sleepy mind was doing it’s best to process the meaning behind your words. It was hard to hide how cute you thought he was. “So.....Wait- I don’t understand...”

“Get back in bed, doofus.” 

Zuho sighed and practically fell back onto your bed, falling asleep almost immediately. You laughed and pulled him back under the covers. With his eyes closed, Zuho pulled you into his chest, his leg throwing itself over yours. “So, last night?” He asked, rubbing your bare back. “Does this mean I can finally take you out on an actual date?” 

“Well- yeah. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for like eight months.”

Zuho laughed. He rested his head on top of yours. “I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. It would suck if I lost you over something like this. Like...really suck.” He sighed fully content with you in his arms. His heartbeat was slowly lulling you back to sleep. 

“It would take more than that to get rid of me.” You hummed. You were completely happy laying with Zuho. It was still insane to you that it took a random hookup for the two of you to finally confess. 

“Like what?” Zuho questioned.

Closing your eyes, you cuddled closer to him, arms wrapping around his stomach. “I don’t even want to think about leaving you.” You smiled feeling his heart beat a little faster. Soon the two of you fell back asleep, tangled up in each others arms.

Rowoon:

The bed was cold. The air conditioner must have kicked in at some point in the night. Cool air blew across your bare shoulders. Seeking warmth, you reached over for your boyfriend only to find him missing. You sat up, looking around the room. You immediately recognized the familiar smell in the room. You were at Rowoon’s dorm. 

The other boys were on vacation, but Rowoon stayed behind for some filming. You smiled realizing the two of you were completely alone. You flinched as your feet touched the cool wood of the floor. The sound of the shower running floated into the empty hallway. 

You smiled and pushed open the door, seeing Rowoon’s tall frame behind the curtain. Shedding any remaining clothing, you pulled the curtain back enough for you to step inside. 

Rowoon turned at the sound and smiled seeing you behind him. Quickly he rinsed the soap out of his hair, before turning to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Good morning,” You said reaching up and pulling him down for a kiss. 

“Is this how you’re going to greet me every morning?” He teased, looking you up and down. 

The water pelted down from the showerhead, wetting your shoulders. “It does save water,” You said with a smirk. He chuckled, the laugh rumbling in his chest. 

“Of course. Thank you for being so conscious of the Earth’s resources.” 

You laughed as he pushed you further under the water, soaking your entire body. He pushed your wet hair away from your face with a smile. Reaching back he grabbed a bottle and handed it to you. “Now, I’ll smell like you,” Rowoon’s heart skipped a beat at your bright smile.

“Is that a good thing?” 

“I love how you smell.” You said kissing him again. He sighed feeling your teeth pull at his bottom lip. His hands gripped your waist pulling you closer to him a smile shared between the two of you before joining your lips again.

Taeyang:

You were awakened by music playing in your apartment. You sat up very confused. Taeyang was no longer beside you. You could have sworn you fell asleep right next to him. With tired eyes and a sluggish body you dragged yourself out of bed and grabbed the nearest shirt on the floor. 

Rubbing your eyes you walked out into your living room to find your boyfriend dancing shirtless with a vacuum. His hair bounced as he moved with the happy music playing from your TV. His smile brightened when he turned and saw you leaning against the wall watching him.

“What did I do to deserve you?” He laughed and turned off the vacuum. “The one time you clean and it’s in my apartment. Tae, I may have to marry you.” Taeyang rushed over, pulling you into a big bear hug. 

“Do you see me complaining?” 

He smiled, feeling you bury your face in his neck. “Did you sleep well?” He nodded, pulling back to look at your face. 

“Do you always look like this in the morning?” Taeyang asked brushing his knuckles over your cheek. 

“Like what?”

“Like a gift from heaven.” You squealed, hands covering your face. He laughed, dragging you further into the living room. “Dance with me, baby.” Taeyang took your hand and spun you around. After a few minutes of dancing the both of you collapsed onto the couch out of breath. 

“Do you want to order in?” You asked, playing with Taeyang’s slender fingers. He nodded and reached over you to grab his phone. With the food ordered, you melted into the couch watching a new episode of the show Tae was currently binging. The doorbell rang, but neither of you moved to get off the couch. 

After a shared look, Taeyang yelled through the door, “JUST LEAVE IT THERE!” Taeyang kissed your cheek before rolling off the couch and grabbing the food. He jumped back next to you with a smile, finally able to enjoy the rest of your morning. 

Hwiyoung:

Arms were wrapped tightly around your waist. Your hands pressed against a firm chest as you slowly started to wake up. A dull gray light floated through your bedroom window. Hwiyoung lay under you, still asleep. You smiled remembering the night before. 

A sigh left your lips, feeling completely content. Sleepily, you reached up and twirled a strand of Hwiyoung’s hair between your fingers. He hummed still half asleep. “Hi, handsome.” You whispered, hand still playing with his hair. 

Hwiyoung’s hands left your waist to cover his face, but you could see his ears turn a light shade of red. Gently you removed his hands being greeted with his bright smile. Before Hwiyoung could say anything his phone began playing an upbeat song. He sighed and reached over, turning it off. 

“I have schedules today,” He whined. You leaned up, kissing him sweetly. His head fell back onto your pillow, thumb rubbing over the bare skin on your hip. “What if I just didn’t show up?” He asked making you laugh.

His smile fell when you shook your head and you started to move away from him. “I have classes today too.” His head turned, looking at you beside him. “Believe me, I would keep you here if I could.” Hwiyoung smiled, before sitting up, taking some of the sheets with him. 

You wrapped your arms around his chest, placing loving kisses on his shoulder. “You keep doing that I’ll never leave your bed.” Your boyfriend whispered. You could hear the grin in his voice. Eventually, he did get up and gathered his clothes, getting dressed in front of you. 

You watched Hwiyoung with sleepy eyes as he gathered his things. His long hair was still a mess and his shirt was wrinkled, but he looked almost the same as when he came over the night before. Giving you his signature gummy smile, he leaned over you, kissing you lovingly. “I’ll see you tonight?” He asked, hopeful eyes looking into yours. 

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Hwiyoung smiled and left your apartment, leaving you to get ready for the rest of your day, a smile plastered on your face.

Chani:

Something cold brushed against your leg. Your eyes fluttered open, sleep still trying to pull them close. You sat up a pair of arms falling off of your waist. Pain shot through your temples as you reached for your phone. However, it wasn’t your phone. It was Chani’s. Your eyes widened, seeing your best friend asleep beside you. You were at the dorm. No matter how hard you tried you struggled to remember much from the night before. Some drinking was involved. Chani pulled you back into his room for some reason. 

You cringed, memories of rough kisses and heated moments returning to you all at once. This was not how you wanted to tell Chani you liked him. Far from it. His phone told you that it was almost four in the morning. Slowly you got up from the bed, wincing at the pain between your legs. “Good grief, Chani.” You mumbled under your breath as you searched for your clothes quietly. 

After slipping your underwear back on, you grabbed the first shirt you could find on the floor, tossing it over your body. “That’s mine, Y/n.” Turning you saw Chani sitting up in bed. A piece of his dark hair sticking straight up. His deep voice raw from sleep. He looked more handsome than anyone should in the morning. “Where are you going?” He asked, rubbing his eyes. 

You had no idea how to react. He sounded like he wanted you to stay. Maybe he was still asleep? “I was just going to go-”

“Don’t go,” He said giving you a sleepy smile. His eyes looked towards the nightstand before he motioned you back onto the bed. Hesitantly, you sat next to him trying to keep your eyes from raking over his chiseled torso. “I have a gift for you.” Chani reached over, pulling open the drawer. In his hands was a little blue box. His hand brushed yours as he handed it to you. You stared questioningly at the box before looking back to him. In the box was a little metal key. “It’s a key to the dorms.”

You chuckled, setting the key back in the box. He looked up at you with an innocent smile. “What are you making me a more accessible late night booty call?”

Chani laughed pulling you down into a sweet kiss. “Late night,” His hands held tightly onto your hips. “Early morning,” He pulled away and smiled, watching your teeth drag over your bottom lip. “My girlfriend should be able to come over whenever she wants.”

“I’m your girlfriend now?” 

“Duh.”

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💗 ⛅️ 🌈Members Wanting to Kiss You. Pt. 2 (Maknae Line) 

💗 ⛅️ 🌈Members Wanting to Kiss You. Pt.1 

👀⛅️❤️ It’s Not Okay, But it Will Be (Any of the 9)

⛅️ Babysitting with them

💗 ⛅️ 🌈 Autumn Date 🍂

🌈 Photoshoot with the Members

Youngbin

⛅️🌈 Lazy Cuddles on a Rainy Day with Youngbin

⚡️⛅️ Youngbin Taking Care of You on Your Period

🌥💗 Rough Day 

When You’re at Your Cutest (Coming Soon!)

Inseong

⛅️🌈 Studying with Inseong

⛅️💗❤️ Finally

⛅️ I’m Here

❤️ Baby, Please 

Jaeyoon

⛅️🌈 Playing “Just Dance” with Jaeyoon

⚡️👀💗 2:00 am

❤️ Sudden Desire

Dawon

💗⛅️ Shall We?

⛅️🌈 On a Picnic with Dawon

❤️ The Unexpected Pt. 1 2 3

❤️🌥 Sweet Spot 

Zuho

⛅️🌈 Zuho Talking in his Sleep

❤️ Warm Water 

⛅️ Let Me Feel Your Warmth

⛅️ 💗 It’s Okay to Rest

Rowoon

👀💗⛅️ Good Night

⛅️🌈 At-home Cooking Date with Rowoon

❤️ A Little Help

❤️ Caught in the act by a member

❤️ Jealousy

⛅️❤️💗🌈 Rowoon Missing You After a Long Day

⚡️ Teaching Him How to Wink

❤️🌥 Done Right 

🌥💗 Okay Mom 

❤️ Interrupting Seokwoo Reading a Script 

Taeyang

⛅️🌈 Shopping with Taeyang

⚡️❤️ 1:05 am

⛅️❤️ A Picnic Date Turned Spicy

⛅️ Was That Supposed to be Scary?

⛅️ Dancing with Taeyang

Hwiyoung

⛅️🌈 Workout Date with Hwiyoung

👀⛅️ In Time Pt. 1

👀⛅️ In Time Pt. 2

👀 In Time Pt. 3

👀🌥💗 In Time Pt. 4 

❤️ I’m Not a Dick, Just Confident 

❤️ You’re Driving Me Crazy 

Chani

⛅️🌈 Surprising Him with Fried Chicken

⛅️🌈 At-home with Chani

❤️⛅️ The Way You Moved

🌈 🌥 Watching a Scary Movie with Chani 

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