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mykoreanlove · 2 months
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afraid of love
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Exhausted from the intensity of the night before, you sank into the comforting embrace of your fluffy bed. But even in the tranquility of your room, your mind raced with memories of Eun Woo.
Did he make it so Seoul already?
Images of last night flooded your consciousness like a vivid, intoxicating dream.
Heated kisses on every inch of your body ignited a fire within you, each touch sending shivers down your spine and leaving you breathless with desire. Eun Woo's lips, soft and insistent, traced a path of passion across your skin.
His dark, brown eyes seemed to peer into the depths of your soul, stripping away all pretense and laying bare the raw, unfiltered emotions that lay hidden within. In those moments, it felt as though you were the only two people in the world, lost in a shared intimacy that transcended words.
Your bodies intertwined for hours, moving together in a dance of ecstasy and longing. Every touch was a symphony of pleasure that left you both gasping for breath.
Dirty promises were whispered into your ear, each word sending a jolt of electricity coursing through your veins. In the darkness of the night, with only the sound of your ragged breaths to fill the silence, you reveled in the shared intimacy of your whispered confessions, each promise a testament to the passion that burned between you.
As the night wore on, you both became a canvas for each other's desires, covering each other in colorful marks that served as a physical reminder of the passion that had ignited between you.
And as sleep finally claimed you both, you drifted off in his strong embrace, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a peaceful slumber. In that moment, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that you had found something special, a connection that transcended the physical and reached deep into the depths of your soul.
Adrenaline flooded your system as you thought off all the things you did last night.
Or three nights prior to that. You matched on a random Sunday, after being abstinent from dating for a long time. Eun Woo was in town only for a couple of days for a video shoot but that didn’t stop him from having a good time.
He had been single for years after having his heart shattered by his first love. Ever since, he toyed with women as he pleased.
The first date was spent in his apartment, eating, and talking, cuddling, and fucking.
He was a passionate lover, even though he was starving for love and affection. The second date was a spontaneous invitation late at night, after all his mandatory meetings had been dealt with.
You repeated the first date’s actions but this time it felt more familiar, already knowing what you liked and needed. Eun Woo gave you his all, adoring you in every way he could.
Until he had to leave.
You remembered the sound of his alarm clock this morning, way too early and too sudden. He shifted in his sleep, groaning as he did not want to leave you.
Kisses on your neck were accompanied by his fingers entering you, sighing in appreciation. “God, you feel so fucking good, y/n.”
Minutes after he was gone, catching his plane back to Seoul. You put your fingers on your lips, looking for the traces he had left. The sudden vibration of your phone brought you back into the present moment.
I landed. Tired as fuck though. How are you?
Missing you.
You didn’t want to get your hopes up – after all he didn’t even live in the same country. This was nothing but a repeated one-night stand, right? You thought back to the conversation you had before falling asleep.
“Do you think there is a future for us?”
He caught you off guard with this question, making you panic to find the right words.
“That depends on how well you treat me, Eun Woo”, you mocked jokingly.
He broke into laughter, loving your sassy side.
“I will love the ground you walk on, my queen. How about that?”
You joined in on his laughter and turned to face him, staring into his beautiful eyes.
“Do you mean it?”
He nodded.
Did you really mean it, though?
Oh, good! Seoul has you back then 😉 Lying in bed and cuddling my plushie since you’re gone…
Did that sound stupid?
Your insecurities churned within you, suddenly you were hyper-aware of everything you said and did.
Haha
That’s it?
You felt sick to your stomach as you took that as confirmation. After all, you were right about him. He only used you for some fun during his trip. And now he’s back in his real life, in which you had no place in.
This was nothing but fun to him. Nothing but a repeated one-night stand.
Brrrr.
Brrrr.
Brrrrr.
What the fuck?
Barely awake you searched for your phone on your nightstand.
3:33 AM.
Who the fuck texts me at this hour?
You were instantly awake as you realized who it was.
Eun Woo.
I have no idea if you’re awake. You’re probably asleep. And I shouldn’t blow up your phone. But I can’t help myself.
Anxiety formed in your stomach.
What was that supposed to mean?
Are you okay?
It took him seconds to answer.
You’re awake? Did I wake you? I’m sorry.
You sat up in bed, anxiously typing your reply.
It’s alright. Why are you up? Everything okay?
You saw him type his reply for minutes, driving you crazy in your heightened state.
No. Nothing is okay. I can’t stop thinking about you.
You swore your heart skipped a beat.
Did I read that right?
I can’t stop thinking about you and it drives me crazy.
You gasped, trying to think of a reply.
You make it sound like it’s a bad thing…
Countless messages followed.
It is. Because you are not here with me. And I’m not there with you. I… I didn’t want to leave you this morning. I wanted to stay. With you, y/n. I really wanted to stay.
You pinched yourself, unsure if this was real.
Ouch.
Definitely real.
I know I sound crazy. Maybe I am. But I have fallen for you. HARD. The last hours I’ve thought about how I can manage to come back to your city. Or how I could persuade you to come visit me in Seoul. I almost popped a blood vessel thinking of ways. What did you do to me?
You chuckled. Relief washed over you, since he felt the same way you did.
I keep replaying last night over and over. How mesmerizing it felt to look into your beautiful eyes. How amazing it felt to kiss you. How mind-blowing it felt to be inside you. Oh god and speaking of blowing. The way your juicy lips wrapped around my cock? I’m losing my mind here, y/n. I’ve jerked off twice and still I couldn’t fall asleep. Or stop thinking about you. I’m a simp now, aren’t I? Look what you turned me into.
You were in shock.
Hours ago, you thought he would abandon you and go on with his life but here he was, confessing his desire for you. Making it obvious that he wants to continue this and get to know you better.
Now is the time to get my hopes up, right?
Do you want me to fly over?
You felt brave asking, believing in your chance at love for once.
Already checking flights, babe.
A broad smile formed on your lips.
I can’t believe this.
He is serious, isn’t he?
I can’t wait to be with you, y/n. I really fucking mean it. And that scares me the most.
You understood him perfectly, especially since the connection between you was so strong. This was nothing like you had ever encountered before. It scared you just as much, but you were willing to try.
Hey, uhm… Wanna be scared together?
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slytherinshua · 1 year
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Love Points
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff. basketball au. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: none. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: eunwoo x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 1.1k.
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The squeak of Eunwoo’s shoes on the court and the thump of the basketball as he dribbled it across the court were sounds you had become very accustomed to. After starting to date the school’s jock, you changed your scenery from the quietness of the library to the bustling atmosphere of the school gymnasium. 
You didn’t mind it that much. You would spread your work out over the bleachers, working on your many projects whilst watching Eunwoo practice. Making friends with students on the sports teams was good for you as well. You needed to “branch out”, as your mom often told you, and you were finally doing it. 
You had stuck to your nerdy, studious, straight-a students friend group since 2nd grade, but you were halfway through highschool now. You had taken the push yourself to show up to one of the school events but ended up spending most of it sitting by yourself and eating snacks. Eunwoo must have caught sight of you from the other side of the room, because he had joined you at your table.
One thing led to another and before you knew it you had Eunwoo falling head first for you. You weren’t quite sure how you did it, or what special charms you possessed, but he was completely in love with you. 
You caught yourself staring at your boyfriend as you thought about this. Your chemistry homework laid out next to you, but it was being completely neglected. You couldn’t get yourself to look away from him, watching the slight sheen of sweat on his skin making his face look like it was glowing.
You watched his lips grow into a slight smirk and you knew you had been caught. You looked back at your work, pretending like you had been looking at it the whole time and hoping he wouldn’t tease you about it. 
But he would never give up the opportunity to tease you.
“I know I’m handsome, babe. You don’t have to remind me of that fact.” He said, still shooting baskets with ease.
“Don’t know what you’re talking about…” You mumbled back with a scoff. He stopped shooting, holding the ball between his side and arm.
“You’ve been studying ever since classes ended…” He started with a pout and you had your guesses as to where this was going. 
“So? Finals are coming up soon anyway.” You muttered, clicking your mechanical pencil for more lead. You looked back at your boyfriend and then back down. You held your breath and counted in your head, closing your eyes as you completely expected what would happen next. You were sure he was going to ask you to go out on a date in 3… 2… 1.
“Want to try shooting a hoop?”
“Sure- What?” You looked up with wide eyes. Those were not the words you expected to come out of Eunwoo’s mouth. “I thought you would ask to go on a date. That’s what you always ask.”
Eunwoo grinned and shook his head, knowing he had tricked you into saying yes when you otherwise would’ve said no. He motioned you to come over to him, sly glint in his eyes making you nervous.
“What do I get out of this? I have chem homework.” You complained as Eunwoo grabbed your wrist and walked you over a little bit closer than a 3-pointer range to make it easier for you.
“Come on, we both know you were not studying. And for every point you get, I’ll give you a kiss, okay?”
“Hmm… convincing offer. You won’t cheat me out, right?” You gave him a serious stare, studying his face to see if he was in an extra teasing mood today or would actually deliver on his promise. You couldn’t quite tell because he put on an innocent look, pursing his lips and avoiding eye contact slightly.
“Fine, I’ll do it. 1 kiss for every basketball in the hoop.” You grabbed the ball from Eunwoo’s hands, shaking your head slightly at his celebratory smile.
“Hold the ball like this,” Eunwoo instructed, coming up behind you and guiding your hands, “And then flick your wrist as you aim to shoot.” He whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine and making the tips of your ears tint red.
You nervously jumped as you tried to aim the ball in a way that would go in, but you missed horribly. Eunwoo didn’t tease you, though. He caught the ball as it was bouncing back, doing some fancy dribbling before throwing it towards you to catch.
“Don’t try to impress me with your fancy techniques. It won’t work.” You told him, eyeing the net to try to find a better angle.
“No, it will,” Eunwoo commented, “It already has judging by the way you’re blushing.” He reached out his hand, brushing his fingers against your pink cheek softly.
“What… are you doing?” You whispered, voice caught in your throat.
Eunwoo leaned in, and your eyes shut on instinct, getting up on your tiptoes to reach his lips. But instead of the soft kiss you were expecting, you heard Eunwoo’s giggles.
You opened your eyes, cheeks burning from more than just shyness now. You glared at your boyfriend and the kiss that he had taken from you.
“What? You haven’t scored yet. 1 kiss for 1 point, remember?” He raised his eyebrow.
You groaned, “I’ve never had to work so hard for a kiss in my life.” You shot the basketball again. It almost made it into the hoop, only to teeter off the edge at the last moment. You picked it up immediately, shooting again, and then again after that since you kept missing.
“You're very determined to get that kiss, huh?”
“Shh, you’ll break my concentration.” You tried one more time, hitting the board, but the ball seemed to refuse to go in the net.
“Let me help you.” Eunwoo stepped behind you, hands on yours to guide you. You let him aim and shoot, letting go of your pride to do it all on your own. You just wanted to get that kiss by any means.
This time, the ball went in smoothly, and you were sure it was all Eunwoo’s doing. You didn’t give him enough time to make an excuse as you spinned around and pressed your lips to his. He kissed back without hesitating, even going so far to pick you up and spin you around once before setting you back down on your feet and breaking the kiss.
“You did well.” Eunwoo said, smiling at you lovingly.
“That chem homework is never gonna get done, but who cares?” You grinned, clasping Eunwoo’s hand in yours and pulling him across the gym floor.
“Where are we going?”
“On a date.” 
“Why all of a sudden?” Eunwoo laughed.
“Don’t question it.”
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ astro taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair,, @hannahsophie0103,, @justhyunhoer,, @ddeonudepressions
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xxzoeyyyxx · 6 months
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i KNOW im not the only one simping over eunwoo after that kiss scene so WHERE ARE THE FICS YALL???
istg i cant find any, can yall tag me in some pls
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daybreakx · 2 years
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dancing in the kitchen⎪cew
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✑ pairing: cha eunwoo x gn! reader.
✑ genre: fluff, established relationship, domestic au.
✑ warnings: thunderstorm, a reference to taylor swift lol, kissing(?). this is unedited, please excuse any mistakes.
✑ word count: 649 words.
✑ a/n: i haven’t posted anything for astro in very long and i am forever whipped for this man, so here you go♡
▷ now playing: lany–dancing in the kitchen
reblogs and comments are highly appreciated, please remember tumblr runs on reblogs!
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You let out a sigh while placing the last plate on the rack, feigning exhaustion as you turned to look at your boyfriend, who is still carefully rinsing the remnants of soap off the sink. Even in the semi darkness that engulfs you two, you can distinguish his features enough to feel butterflies fly around your stomach at how beautiful he is. 
“What?” Eunwoo asks, drying his hands on a raggedy pink towel, and squinting to see you. The candles around the kitchen are barely enough, but with the power out due the storm outside, you don’t have much of a choice.
“Nothing,” you reply, smiling softly at him. It’s been a very long day, but despite whatever happens through it, good or bad, your favorite thing is coming home to him. “I’m just tired.”
Eunwoo takes a deep breath, stretching his arms above his head and lifting his shirt in the process. “Me too, baby.”
You guess it’s around 10 pm, both your phones died before you even started eating dinner and you don’t want to strain your sight enough to look at the clock hanging from the opposite wall. You don’t really want to go to bed, but there isn’t much else you can do with the power out and your electronic devices dead, plus the lack of more candles. You told Eunwoo about a hundred times that you needed to buy more for emergencies like this, yet both of you forgot about it every time you went grocery shopping. 
Eunwoo’s shadow covers the orange glow on your face as he stands in front of you, offering his hand. 
You stare at him, questioning. 
“I don’t want to go upstairs yet,” he says with a small shrug, one that turns into a little jump after a lightning strike illuminates his face silver. 
“And you want to dance?” you chuckle with an eyeroll, but still you take his hand and let him press you against his body. 
“It’s like that song you always listen to, the one about dancing in the refrigerator light.”
“You know that’s a break up song, right?”
Eunwoo lifts a shoulder again, one hand against your lower back while the other squeezes your fingers. “Good thing we’re never breaking up.”
You smile at him before he makes you turn, which you follow awkwardly until you’re back in place with your hand on his chest. “It seems a lot easier in the movies,”
“You just need to relax,” he whispers, swaying softly to the imaginary music.
You try your best to do as he says, mostly letting him take the lead as he spins you and sways you to whatever is playing in his head. The light breeze from your movements making the light dance around the room, casting shadows on your faces. 
It isn’t long until you’re laughing, your moves getting more and more confident until you don’t know if Eunwoo is still leading you or it’s the other way around. But you’re having fun, you feel happiness bubble inside you, and love too, you love him so much you have no idea how you hold it inside you most of the time. 
Your laughter gets drowned by his lips soon enough, you’ve stopped twirling and turning, and are standing in the middle of the kitchen, your fingers threading through Eunwoo’s hair while he squeezes your hips.
“I love you,” he whispers softly, his lips still against yours. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.” you say before your mouths melt in another kiss. 
This is perfect. And you know you think everything is perfect when he’s around way too often for it to be true, but it is true. Things just seem to fall into place when it comes to Eunwoo and you, even the most simple ones. 
This is what it feels like to have found your soulmate.
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agustd-png · 5 months
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Day 9: Eunwoo + JinJin 🎄 Voyeurism
Kinkmas 2023
You and Dongmin had really thought you'd have the dorm to yourselves for the night, so Jinwoo walking in while you were fucking on the living room couch was a surprise to say the least.
When you heard the lock being opened, you scrambled to act as though you were just watching TV together, but it was far from convincing.
"You know, I don't care if you have sex here, right? Like, I know you fuck here, it's not like it's some secret." Jinwoo set down his keys and shrugged off his coat, seeming unfazed by the whole situation. Under the blanket that Dongmin haphazardly threw over the both of you, you were half naked and had his cock stilled inside of you.
You cleared your throat to say something but Dongmin beat you to it. "What, so do you want us to just fuck in front of you, not even caring when you walk in?"
Jinwoo smirked crookedly, tonguing his cheek and letting his eyes linger over the blanket. "I mean...kinda."
Your pussy clenched at the idea of him watching; you'd always been attracted to your boyfriend's friend and roommate, just kept that to yourself. Dongmin chuckled darkly, getting your attention to look at him. He noticed the way you clenched around him. "What, you like that? Want him to watch?" He subtlely pressed deeper into you and you must have been really cock drunk because you easily agreed to having Jinwoo watch you both.
In a few minutes the blanket was tossed aside, Jinwoo was comfortably watching from a chair on the side, and Dongmin continued where he had left off. You laid on your side with Dongmin fucking you from behind, a soft moan leaving you when he moved again.
"You like him watching, hm, sweetheart?" Dongmin's voice was low, right at your ear. You were unsure if Jinwoo could even hear.
You glanced over to him and saw him gently rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. It did turn you on to see someone else getting horny because of you. And if you got to keep getting railed at the same time, even better. You sighed contently and nodded affirmatively, reaching down to lazily rub at your clit.
Jinwoo noticed you watching him and smiled but broke any eye contact. He reached into his pants and stroked his length more directly now, his eyes mainly focused on where your body connected with Dongmin's.
Your senses felt heightened, a need to perform pushing you on, in the best way. You wanted to put on a show, for someone else to see how good you can fuck and how good you get fucked. You were so head over heels for him, you wished you could show Dongmin's skills in bed off to the whole world.
Dongmin fucked you harder, the whole couch starting to shake with each thrust, and his groans were music to your ears. But you were used to hearing them; Jinwoo's low moans cut through and pierced your ears, a rush running through you down to your pussy. You noticed Dongmin was watching Jinwoo and you did the same. His pants lowered just enough to get his cock out, he stroked it pretty quickly, biting his lip.
Fuck, that was hot.
"She really likes having you watch," Dongmin chuckled. "She's so wet and keeps clenching around me. So tight, aren't you, sweetie?" You looked back at him with a slight blush, unsure if he was okay with you admitting your attraction to another man. "It's okay, I know it's hot. I think it's hot too." He spoke only to you now, punctuating the comment with a sweet kiss.
"Yeah, I like an audience." You watched Jinwoo's eyes meet yours and saw him swallow hard, his hand speeding up.
Dongmin grunted and kissed up your neck, his hot breath fanning over your skin heavily. "Gonna cum in you, sweetheart," he murmured in your ear. "Gonna fill you up, okay?"
Your heart throbbed, pounding in your chest. "Please, please, do it. I'm all yours, baby."
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lucuslavigne · 8 months
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𖦹 Não fala assim com o papai!
Eunwoo × Leitora.
๑: Eunwoo sendo o pai bobão pela filha, fluffy.
Espero que gostem.
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— Me perdoa amor. — disse tentando segurar a risada.
— Sai daqui Eunwoo. — o empurrou. — Eu te falei que eu tinha acabado de lavar o quintal e você foi lá com a Hyeji e sujou tudo.
— Mas ela queria brincar... — tentou se defender.
— Ela podia brincar dentro de casa! Ela tem uma salinha pra' isso, ou eu mandei projetar aquela sala de brinquedos à toa? — respondeu nervosa.
— Não fala assim com o papai! — Hyeji se agarrou nas pernas do pai, o defendendo.
— Sumam vocês dois daqui! — falou. — Vocês vão lavar aquele quintal inteiro e se tiver uma sujeirinha se quer vocês vão dormir na casa da sua vó! — foi para o quarto.
— Eu já pedi desculpas amor! — escutou o Cha rindo.
— Pois faça por merecer! — bateu a porta do quarto.
— A mamãe não pode falar assim com você. — abraçou mais forte.
— Mas a gente desobedeceu ela, então ela pode sim. — explicou para a menor. — E em conversa de adulto, você não se mete no meio 'tá bom? Peça permissão para falar.
— Desculpa... — falou.
— Tudo bem, mas agora vamos arrumar aquela bagunça. — pegou a mão da filha a levando para o quintal. — Você pega os brinquedos e eu lavo a tinta.
— Certo! — disse animada.
Eunwoo ligou a mangueira para encher o balde com a água e foi atrás da vassoura, como viu que a filha já havia recolhido os brinquedos, a mandou para dentro e começou a esfregar os lugares que estavam cobertos por tinta.
— Cadê o esfregão hein? — procurou pelo objeto no respectivo lugar.
— Eu vou te ajudar. — viu a esposa com o esfregão e outro balde em mãos.
— Não precisa amor... — falou.
— Assim é mais rápido, anda logo. — passou a ajudar Dongmin a limpar o quintal.
Pouco tempo depois o quintal já estava limpo novamente, então guardaram os utensílios e foram para dentro de casa, você se direcionou a cozinha, a fim de beber um copo d'água.
— Me desculpa mesmo não ter escutado você. — te beijou.
— Só me escute da próxima vez. — suspirou. — É cansativo cuidar da casa enquanto você está trabalhando.
— Obrigado por cuidar tanto de mim assim. — te abraçou, colocando a cabeça em seu pescoço.
— Eu te amo Dongmin.
— Eu te amo mais minha rainha. — te beijou.
— Eca! — escutaram a filha falar.
— Vai pra' lá filha! — o Cha disse a filha. — Eu quero beijar a mamãe.
— Cuidado hein. — falou como o tio Sanha.
— O Sanha me paga. — Eunwoo riu.
— Deixa ela. — riu junto, dando um selinho carinhoso no homem.
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orecana · 1 year
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Our memories together
Astro moonbin x gender neutral reader
Warnings: full on angst, light fluff at the end
I just wanted to write this, so I could grieve and pour my heart out. Although, I was never really an aroha, to know we lost yet another angel breaks my heart. I hope you enjoy it.
People were mourning the death of moonbin as they can only hopelessly cry and sob as the show began to show pictures of him. Then the groups have to perform. You step up to the stage and began you performance.
You make me feel special....
Geureon nari isseo
Gapjagi honjain geonmal gateun nai
Eodil gado nae jariga anin geonman gatgo
Gogaen tteolgweojineun nal...
You were trying your hardest to not cry as you dance and sing each lyrics. He was your best friend, an inseparable one.
Chorahan nobodyeseo dashi somebody
Teukbyeolhan naro byeonhae
You sing each word, gracefully and each words only made the people who are there, cry even more as each word you sang made a pang in their hearts.
You remembered the times where you would hang out with moonbin. You were happy, hanging out and being mischievous. You guys would spend as much time as possible with each other, giggling and laughing.
Just yesterday, he hold your hands and press his lips against yours, all while promising that you and anyone close to him will be happy.... Forever.
You couldn't resist it anymore and decided to voice out your frustrations with a high note
Didn't you promise me.... That we will be together.. forever?
You make me feel special!
Sesangi amuri nal jujeoanchyeodo
Apeugo apuen maldeuri nal jjilleodo
Nega isseo Nan dashi useo
That's what you do
Your voice was cracking, as you felt tears streaming down your eyes, but no one cares that your voice cracked. They felt and know your pain as you sang each line
Again i feel special!
Amugeotto anin jonjae gatdagado
Sarajyeodo moreul saram gatdagado
Nal bureuneun ne moksorie
I feel loved, I feel so special.
You finished your performance as you break down and cries. All those memories you guys made while he was still here, holding you and whispering sweet words into your ears.
You bow to the people there as you go backstage. When you arrived there, you saw viviz there, sitting and waiting for their turn to perform. You look at sinb and she looks at you. She hold out her arms as you hug her, crying.
Eunha and umji lightly pat both of your backs, trying to console you two. This was it, what you wanted for so long. A moment of appreciation to the lost and grief you felt in your heart the moment he left. you guys released the hug and smile at each other. Viviz then go on stage to perform as you smile, knowing that you guys helped each other recovered a bit.
Your manager come and tell that it is time for you to go. You nod and stand up as he escorts you to the car. You guys got in and drove off.
You only stare at your phone, more specifically your wallpaper. It was a photo of you two. Moonbin was holding you while you were wrapping your arms around his neck. You only smile at this fond memory, it was when you guys started dating. Hang outs turned into dates, casual walks around the park turned into visiting exciting places. Those were very wonderful times.
You felt the car stopping. You look out but you guys were at the airport. You look at your manager and he only chuckles. He gestured to the entrance and you looked closer. you were shocked, wide eye. But you smile as you got out of the car and hug her.
"sua I thought you was at the funeral"
She only return the gesture and she sighs.
"it's not the same without his lover there you know."
"you cheeky rascal!"
You both laugh. You waved goodbye to your manager as he gives you a thumbs up. You walk with sua to the airport to travel back to Korea to the funeral place. While you and sinb are late, you guys could still grief him. You look up at the sky through the see through glass to see millions of stars shining brightly, you chuckle.
I wonder which of these beautiful stars is you, binnie. If you really do Cherise our promise then protect us and everyone you love even when you're now only a star, my binnie.
You smile brightly as you and sua board the plane back to Korea so you could pay your respect and keep him in your heart.
No matter if you're a star or a human binnie, we will always love you forever.
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atiny-turtle · 26 days
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who will i write about?
boy groups:
ateez
oneus
the boyz
bts
golden child
shinee
cix
p1harmony
txt
monsta x
astro
got7
nct
seventeen
sf9
stray kids
enhypen
girl groups:
red velvet
twice
blackpink
itzy
clc
everglow
aespa
le sserafim
soloists:
hur hyunjun
iu
eric nam
bibi
dpr ian
woodz
saay
sunmi
wonho
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writeformesinpie · 2 years
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The winding line shuffles forward up the stairs. Everyone inches forward as another person’s excited screams fill the tube of the slide above you. The sun beats down on your head in a feeble attempt to drain your energy but you refuse to let the evil rays ruin your outing. The line for this particular slide may be excruciatingly horrific but everyone who has ridden it sings its praises. There’s no way you're missing out on this one.
Swatting your hand back and forth to stimulate a fake breeze, you look around. People are laughing and chatting with their friends, hurrying to and fro from one slide or another, oblivious to your plight. They haven’t a care in the world. Scrunching up your face, you tap your foot while leaning back and forth, letting out a long sigh. You’d left your friends at the lazy river for this.
A small ‘ahem’ comes from behind you and if you had been talking or even just swallowing you may not have heard it. Turning towards the guy behind you with a raised brow, you inhale sharply as your eyes wander over him, taking him in. His black swim shorts match his swept back hair that reveals a gorgeous face beneath. He is showstopping stunning. Perfect features and bone structure that could make any woman swoon. He’s tall, thin, but also toned and all you can think about is what his face would look like between your legs.
He motions behind you with a small smile and you realise the line has shifted. Apologising, you close the gap with four large steps, surprised no one else said anything and glad you weren’t yelled at. Even so, heat spreads across your cheeks.
A few minutes later a commotion erupts behind you and before you can turn to see what’s happening you’re slammed up against the person in front of you. Everyone is tangled together in an angry mess for a few moments before the back of the line calms down. The gorgeous guy behind you apologises. Everyone is shouting but all you can hear is your heartbeat as his hands find their way to your hips.
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amelee23 · 1 year
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Ally | Optional Bias
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Pairing: Optional Male Bias x Female Reader (but! the characters are drinking whiskey so both the bias and the reader must be of legal drinking age.)
Genre: Fluff, slightly suggestive (?)
Warnings: Alcohol Consumption, Sharing whiskey from mouth to mouth, french kissing, they're way too in love with each other and everything is super poetically dramatic, they're super supporting and praise each other a lot, reader has nasty coworkers, nicknames like warrioress, queen, love, darling
Word count: 1.579
A/N: This was Kihyun brainrot (Monsta X) but I wrote it as optional bias so that everyone can enjoy it :) Let me know who you imagined in the story!
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Light invaded the apartment as soon as the switch was hit. Throwing his suit jacket on the back of the couch, your man pulled his tie loose while heading straight to his high cupboard in the back of the kitchen. That's where he kept the whiskey.
"I wonder if they ever get tired of being so goddamn fake." Your anger was still aparent, turning your words cold and harsh.
"I cannot understand where people's priorities lie, honestly." He backed you up, his voice on the verge of achieving calmness, but not quite there yet. He was still irritated, and the two clear glasses clinked as he set them down on the low height table next to the couch. He opened the whiskey bottle and poured himself a shot, straight. A tiny sip was all it took for him to sigh, a hand running through his hair and leaving it messy on his forehead.
You were finally faced with such a great opportunity - you and your boyfriend had the opening to collaborate on a work project, putting your talents to great use and his just as much. It was something that left both of you sparkling with joy and excitement, but we all know life has it's ways to mess things up. Now you're sitting in his kitchen, angry and exhasperated because your workmates seem to be sabotaging you. Insulting your ideas, finding inexistent flaws in your work ethic and twisting your words until you were about to commit murder if your boyfriend didn't stop you. You've been mumbling, scheming with him the whole night, planning ahead of how to take the project back into your hands properly. He agreed with your every word, anger and stress consuming him just as much. He invited you to his place so that you two could unwind after the events and try to distract yourselves. Many people called you crazy, considering that you haven't dated him long, just a few months - but no man has ever made you feel this supported, this heard before. You went from friends to lovers specifically because you've never felt such a strong trust bond with anyone, and even if it turned out to doom you later - he felt worth the risk. That's what your heart said, damned be your mind.
You took a deep breath. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You're gonna make it through, gonna put things back on track. You believed in your power and his combined - the cruel ocean and the unstoppable wind mashing together in a tsunami, ready to swallow and drown any opposing structures.
Once your eyes landed on his, you couldn't part them. He was so raw, so disheveled, in the dim light coming all the way from the kitchen. His tie was barely hanging on to the white collar dress shirt, the first button undone to let the chill creep to his chest. One knee was risen on the couch, his wrist resting on it, fingers round his whiskey glass. He wasn't paying attention to you, looking down at the floor, seemingly lost in thought. Absentmindedly, he raised the glass to his lips to take a sip, and that's when his eyes flicked up and found your shape across the room. He gulped shortly and smiled, his face warming up despite the piercing cold glare he had in his eyes seconds ago.
"I'm sorry, darling." He cooed sweetly. "Should I have poured you a glass too?" You smiled back at him, taking the necessary steps to reach him.
"No, yours will do." He rose an eyebrow at your answer, but the warmth never left his face. He was awfully curious, though. "Keep your mouth open." You told him, grabbing the whiskey glass from in between his legs. He had a questioning look on now, as he watched your every movement.
You took a large amount of whiskey in your mouth then laid the glass back on the table. It sure packed a punch, its sweet taste almost nauseating, you could feel the burn even if you never swallowed. You kept the whiskey in your mouth as you crawled over him - he helped you settle in his lap, your form towering over his, your lips just above his. Playful, his tongue darted to lick your lips, before he slightly parted his and allowed you to the same, the whiskey slipping into his mouth drop by drop. He moaned, and it was as if he was calling upon the angels, in such a sinful situation. The whiskey burned his tongue, his throat, as he swallowed against your mouth, and you did the same. It was strong, too strong, intoxicating you much more than a normal drink should; and it wasn't the alcohol's fault. You both wanted more, searching for remnants of that sweet taste on each other's tongues. But it wasn't rough or rushed, no, you somehow still had the patience to be slow and sensual, your taste buds both burning and exploding. Gently, you kissed the drop of liquid that escaped the corner of his lips, before it became burdensome due to stickiness. 
"Your kisses burn my throat, darling." He mused poetically, his eyes dazed but trying his best to look into your eyes, like he was hanging on the edge.
Something sparked inside of you, and suddenly your fingers were holding his face, the side of his neck, anything they could to pull him closer to your mouth, kissing him, but not gently. No, not anymore - now you were hungry, there was a fire in your soul, an ache only he could fix. He was hanging onto you for dear life, his fingers grasping at your hips. He wanted to pull you closer, but was there even a closer to pull you into? You were already living inside him, his mind, his heart, his soul. And god, he loved it when you ravished him, those moments when he forgets he wasn't yours ever since time began to exist. Because it feels right, it feels like that's actually how it is, how it always has been. He's yours.
You had no more air in you lungs when you pulled away, but you were both so happy. So, so happy to just breathe, foreheads glued to each other, warmth traveling every ounce of your bodies.
"I want this to last forever." He whispered to you, his lips moving close to your cheek, his breath tickling you.
"Sharing whiskey in the dim light?" You joked innocently, tipping his chin up with a finger, so he'd look straight into your eyes. Those eyes, they will be the end of him from the way they bewitch him.
"As much as I'd love to be drunk on you forever, no." He replied to your joke, a smirk creeping on both your faces. "This intensity. This alliance." He gave you the real answer, but this time he was quite solemn. "I never thought I'd ever feel so safe with another human being." It's like he's reading your mind. For a second, you ponder if you are even separate being to begin with. You were so eager to tell him you feel the exact same, but he kept talking and you didn't want to interrupt him. "God, I feel like I can win any goddamn fight life throws at me with you by my side." You caressed his face with your thumb, gifting him a look that could only be described as pure love. "And I'll be damned if I don't help you win every fight as well."
"You'll fight for me?" He hummed in response at your quiet voice, closing his eyes in delight at your gentle touches. But then, he reached out to also hold your face in his hands. You were a mess of tangled arms, but the moment was sincere.
"My love, my warrioress, my queen, you're so powerful."
It's not that you were going to argue, but part of it was also because of him. He was empowering you, the was giving wind behind your wings on a daily. You've been more powerful, invincible even, since he showed up in your life.
"I am?" You cooed, and he answered in a single breath, without thinking.
"Yes."
"How powerful?" You asked, a glint of mischief in your eyes. You were getting a little cocky from the praise, but he wasn't bothered. He pondered for a second, in search of the right words, but the smile he wore was fond.
"So powerful that anyone would have to be crazy to cross you." You laughed, memories of the messy evening flooding back to you. Maybe you were a little too harsh on your colleagues. Maybe. "So powerful that every day I yearn to become stronger and better myself, so that I can stand next to you as an ally and be deserving of your love and effort."
"You deserve it all, my love." You reassured him, caressing him, pecking his face softly.
"I want to be your ally forever." He repeated, and you nodded.
"Me too. I'd love that." He softly pulled you into his chest, and you melted in between his arms, your ears getting closer to the sound of his heartbeat, the melody of his love beating for you. He held you so close, so dear, and the safety of your presence allowed him to close his eyes, and behind his eyelids he dreamt of forever.
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mykoreanlove · 2 months
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say please? 🥺
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“Open your legs baby, come on.” You shook your head in disagreement. Your boyfriend’s piercing eyes didn’t leave yours, not even for a second, as he was cowered in front of you, begging on his knees like the good boy that he was. His long fingers softly glided over your shins up to your thighs, but you still denied him access. “Baby, just do it.”
A soft energy surrounded him as he was trying to seduce you. Eun Woo had multiple sides to him, but he knew that you liked his whiny, pleading characteristics the most. Seeing him in such a state of contrast ignited a fire within you, one that would burn you with deep desire.
His appearance exuded an aura of danger, his well-defined physique and tousled hair presenting a captivating, heartthrob allure. Yet underneath this exterior, he radiated warmth and kindness, embodying qualities of compassion and love. “Don’t you want me to make you feel good?” His deep voice was hushed, yet sweet as honey. His eyes were glistening, painfully needy of his one true love. “Open your legs for me. Come on, princess.” You shook your head once more. Eagerly. Eun Woo chuckled in frustration, deciding on taking another route. “So, you don’t want my lips on the insides of your thighs? Pampering you with kisses? Soft, sweet kisses? The ones that are moist? Is that it?” You felt your thighs tingling, immediately responding to his words, screaming at you. “Now open your legs for me, honey.” He noticed you squeezing your thighs together in response and smirked internally, knowing that his tactics were paying off. Eun Woo got up on his knees and propped his arms on both of your sides, leaning in for a kiss but stopping right before touching your lips. His scent was intoxicating. His breath was too sweet. Everything in you fought hard to not give in. “You know that I can make you feel really good, don’t you, baby? The kind that has you high for days? Hooked even?” He watched you cautiously, all his focus was on you. You heard him whisper sultrily once more. “Open your legs for me, darling.” Eun Woo’s eyes darted down to your throat, only for a millisecond, catching you gulping hardly. He knew what he was doing to you, just as you knew what your resistance to him did. But now he was getting impatient. He turned his head to the side and graced your ear with his soft lips. “Let me taste you, baby girl. I really want to fucking taste you. Slide my tongue into your wet pussy. You are wet for me, aren’t you, baby?” He noticed your chest heaving heavily, going all in now. “Let me tell you what I want to do to you, y/n. You are going to open your legs for me, and I will dive head-first into your precious cunt. And I will drink you up like juice. I’m going to circle on your clit, poking and sucking until you’re jelly for me. Let me make that cherry pop, baby girl.” A soft moan escaped your lips, his words definitely painted a picture for you. “Open your legs for me, now.” You felt the heat in your body, but you decided to make him wait a little longer, you needed him agitated for a bit longer. Eun Woo clicked his tongue impatiently; the annoyance was written all over his face. “After I made your cherry pop, I’ll be sliding my tongue into your hole, baby girl. Sliding in and out, in and out while your delicious juices will be drooping all over me. Let me lick your folds. Let me lick you clean. Please just let me tongue-fuck you. Please.” His voice was almost breaking, his need for you too unbearable. Eun Woo turned around to face you again while breathing deeply. He noticed your dilated pupils and flared nostrils; he could even sense your pussy’s heat from up here. Fuck, you both needed each other badly, so he tried one last time. “Open your legs for me, baby. Please?”
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proudahgase-exol · 3 months
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Optional bias masterlist
Here you will fine everything I had made for optional bias. :)
-If you enjoy my work like and reblog ;)
Last updated: 03/02/24
Guide: ♤ angst - ❀ fluff - ♡ smut
𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
༻ ♥༻❀༺♥༻ ༺♥༻❀༺♥༻ ༺♥༻❀ ༺
𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. ♤
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴. ♤ ❀
𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘭'𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. ♤ ❀
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slytherinshua · 1 year
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Bell Pepper
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .
genre and tags: fluff. eunwoo as a dad. reader is pregnant. eunwoo and reader are implied to be married. warnings: 1 kiss? pairing: eunwoo x fem!reader. wc: 568. a/n: i know i've done an absurd amount of dad fics/pregnancy fics/baby fics, but it's just what i've felt like writing recently. this was the last one in my drafts tho, and there aren't any more currently planned. yes, i know bell peppers are a random thing to have as a title??? but just go w/ it lol.
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A tired yawn escaped you as you poured yourself a glass of water. It was around 6 in the morning, still foggy and dark outside. You debated whether to make food or not. Eunwoo wasn’t awake yet, and usually you would have breakfast together. Maybe you’d just make some tea. 
You got out the kettle and put it on to boil, then looked through the drawer of tea bags at your seemingly endless options.
A smile crept on your face as you poured water over the teabag. Yesterday you had gotten the test results for the sex of your baby, revealing to you and Eunwoo that you were expecting a baby boy.
You would have been overjoyed to get either a boy or a girl, but finally knowing for certain which it was brought more excitement to you both.
As soon as Eunwoo found out, he started calling the baby his “little prince” and going on about how he would definitely inherit his dad’s good looks.
And it was moments like those that overpowered all the struggles of pregnancy, replacing them with happiness, excitement, and thankfulness that you were even able to start a family with Eunwoo.
You often had all these thoughts early in the morning after you had just woken up. Your little moment of happiness was welcomingly interrupted, as you were soon met with strong arms around you, Eunwoo back hugging you comfortably. 
“How are you this morning?” He asked softly in his slightly raspy morning voice, resting his hands gently on your stomach - his habit he had begun since you had first gotten pregnant. It made him feel closer to his child. As if he was growing a connection to him from early on.
You placed your hands over his on your stomach, gently threading your fingers together. The rings on your left hands gently brushed against each other, making you both smile.
“Happy.” You responded to his greeting question.
“Did you know…” He started, smiling widely, “At 18 weeks… Our baby is the size of a bell pepper?”
Your heart swelled at the cute comparison, “Really?” You turned around to face him and his hands came up to your arms, holding at a close distance and his gaze holding nothing but love.
He nodded, “About this big?” He shaped his hands to make a vaguely bell pepper sized space, and you giggled.
With your hands on his broad shoulders, you stood on your tip toes and gently pressed a kiss to his cheek. The small action left him fighting his growing smile, as his heart fluttered even at such a tiny thing.
He turned his face, so his other cheek was facing you, and waited expectantly. A playful glimmer was in his shiny eyes, and you smiled again. You leaned in to kiss this cheek too, but met Eunwoo’s lips instead. He had turned his head as soon as you closed your eyes, holding the back of your neck gently to bring you two closer.
“You deceitful man.” You whispered, but you barely meant it. You tried to stop the smile that grew on your face, but ultimately failed after you looked at Eunwoo again. 
His presence itself just made you smile. He didn’t have to do anything extra, just being in front of you was enough for your lips to curve up into a smile. You blamed it on his perfect face.
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leehestia · 1 year
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Jealousy // sanha x reader ft. eunwoo
Pairing: sanha x reader
Genre: angst, fluff
Synopsis: Sanha denies his love for Y/N, but later on realizes it through jealousy.
Warnings: jealousy, insecurity, swearing (?), dorm era
Authors note: THSI WAS REQUESTED BUT I TOTALLY LOST THE REQUEST OMG IM SO SORRY 💀 I am a dumbass and it was my first request so i didnt know how to work it🧍‍♀️
Authors note (2): i know sanha and eunwoo love each other very much and we don't know whats going on in their lives, so i just wanted to yet yall know that its not completely accurate, and that sanha may or may not be feeling this feeling towards eunwoo, but we don't know 🤷‍♀️
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"Of course they'd hang out, they're both perfect." Sanha sighed through the phone call. "I know. But we can't do anything about it. We can't just force them to stop just for your sake." Moonbin answered. "It's just really annoying. The way Eunwoo just does everything with her these days." Sanha groaned. "Wait, don't tell me..." "What?" "Do you seriously like Y/N?" "Of course I do, she's my friend." Sanha said, confused. "No, you dumbass. As a woman." Moonbin remarked. "Oh- well I- I never really thought about it." Sanha blushed. Moonbin paused for a moment with a chuckle, "Okay then... I guess not." Moonbin shruged. "H-hyung, I'll get going, someone else is calling and it's really important... Bye!" Sanha excused
He sighed with his heart furiously beating in his chest. Liked you as a woman? Couldn't be true.
Suddenly, Sanha heard the doorbell ring. He went to open the door only to see you.
"Oh, Sanha." You smiled. "Y/N..." Sanha said with nervous excitement. "May I ask where Eunwoo is?" You said. Sanha paused, an awkward smile forming on his face as he avoids eye contact. "He's just in his room." Sanha answered before giving space for you to come in. "Thanks..." You said with a soft laugh before coming in and removing your shoes. You hung your scarf and coat on the rack, before walking towards Eunwoo's room.
Sanha just watched you by the door, looking at you with a pout. He then later closed the door and walked to his room with a sigh. He lied on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He kept hearing giggles and laughter from outside his room, your voice of fun annoying him. Sanha groaned, taking his earphones from the bedside table and plugging it into his phone, playing music. He put it on the loudest volume, and closing his eyes to fall a sleep.
But he couldn't sleep.
Whenever his eyes close, his brain is plastered with an image of you. Whenever love songs play, he imagines you and him as each lyric. It annoyed him like hell. He wanted to throw his phone on a wall. He took his earphones out, stepping out of his bed as he went outside.
There, he saw you and Eunwoo. You and Eunwoo’s perfect faces in the kitchen, sitting on the counter chairs while eating. "God, please get a room." Sanha said with an eye roll as he walked towards the kitchen. You only laughed, looking at Sanha's annoyed expression. Sanha went straight to the fridge, looking at it. He immediately took the iced coffee, closing the fridge. “Ya… what’s that in your hand?” You asked, eyeing the iced coffee. Sanha looked, and started laughing awkwardly. “You hate coffee…” Eunwoo said. “I grabbed the wrong one.” Sanha said, before going back to the fridge and putting it back, getting the banana juice. “That’s Moonbin’s.” Eunwoo pointed at the banana juice. “Oh.” Sanha put back the juice and properly looked at the fridge this time. He sighed, taking the strawberry juice. “Have fun guys.” Sanha said in a sarcastic tone, going back to his room. “What’s wrong with him?“ You asked, looking at Eunwoo. Eunwoo looked back at you with a shrug, “22 year old hormones I guess…” You gave Eunwoo a chuckle.
Sanha silently screamed into a pillow as he kicked his bed. Sanha reached for the strawberry juice on his bedside table and finished it in one go. He crumpled the box with furrowed eyebrows, and threw it in the trash can like a basketball. “SCORE!” He shouted. Realizing what he just done, he put a hand on his mouth. He sighed, and continued to scream into his pillow. “What are you doing…” Minhyuk, his roommate walked it. “Rocky hyung!” Sanha whined, kicking. “You’re like a baby, Sanha. What happened now?” Minhyuk sat beside Sanha. “I don’t want to admit it, but I’m starting to get annoyed with Eunwoo and Y/N.” Sanha pouted. Minhyuk raised an eyebrow, then suddenly gasped, “You’re jealous!” He said, pointing at Sanha. “No, why would I be?” Sanha questioned. “Because no one gives a shit about them, it’s just you. Moonbin told me about your little stutters during the phone call.” Minhyuk teased. “I did not stutter! It probably lagged!” Sanha defended. “Ey… That’s obviously jealousy, Sanha.” Minhyuk crossed his arms. “It’s not!” “Then go take a jealousy quiz to see if you are!” Minhyuk suggested. “That’s stupid.” Sanha said. “Just take it, I’m telling you, you’re so obviously jealous!”
3 minutes later, Sanha finished taking the quiz, “IM JEALOUS?” Sanha choked. “I knew it!” Minhyuk laughed. “Yah, do you like Y/N? I mean as a woman by the way.” “No!” Sanha exclaimed. “Weh… Take another quiz!” Minhyuk instructed. “What? No-“ “Take it.” Minhyuk furrowed his eyebrows.
3 minutes later once more, “WHAT? THATS NOT TRUE! THIS QUIZ CANNOT DEFINE MY FEELINGS!” Sanha shouted, pointing at his phone that he just threw on the floor. Minhyuk cackled, finding joy in Sanha’s denial. “That’s just a stupid quiz hyung! I don’t like her!” “Then you love her~” Minhyuk laughed, receiving a hit on the arm by Sanha. “Yah, let’s go test it out.” Minhyuk said, excited. He pushed Sanha out of their room and into the kitchen.
There, they both saw you and Eunwoo still eating. “Oh, Y/N, Eunwoo!” Minhyuk called out, still pushing Sanha towards the both of you. “Oh, Minhyuk. Do you want to join us?” You asked, making Eunwoo look at you confused. “Of course!” Minhyuk laughed, placing Sanha to sit beside you, then him sitting beside Eunwoo. “What were you guys talking about?” Eunwoo suddenly asked.
“Why’d you ask?” Sanha answered back. “I heard you shouting “That’s not true this quiz cannot define my feelings!”” Eunwoo mimicked Sanha with a laugh, causing Sanha to glare at him. “It’s just nothing, Rocky hyung forced me to take some personality quiz.” Sanha half-lied. It was true that the quiz was about his personality and feelings, but he left something very important about that quiz. It was about his feelings towards you. “Well I guess that personality quiz showed something you never knew about yourself.” You laughed, making Sanha blush. “Oh- Y-yeah I guess…”
“See you next next week guys!” Eunwoo waved. Eunwoo was going to a fashion event for two weeks in Paris, and it joyed Sanha. He wouldn’t have to see Y/N and him flirting in the kitchen or living room for two weeks. Two weeks! He was so happy that he even gave Eunwoo a goodbye gift like he would never come back.
“Thanks again Sanha for the gift, see you!” Eunwoo cupped Sanha’s cheeks, squishing them. “Okay, okay, bye bye!” Sanha grinned. Eunwoo left, shutting the door. Jinwoo clasped his hands, turning back to his room. The rest of the members did the same, except Sanha. He stood infront of the door, a big grin still on his face.
No Y/N! No Eunwoo! No flirting! No teasing! The best idea for Sanha.
The doorbell rang, and Sanha being infront of the door, he opened it.
"Sanha!" "Y/N?" Sanha said, shocked. "Why are you here? I thought you knew Eunwoo left." Sanha asked. "I know Eunwoo left, but he's not my only friend here." You smiled. "Okay..." Sanha said, awkward, "Come in... I guess..."
You gave him a smile and went in, hanging your coat and removing your shoes. "Where are your members?" You asked, going straight to the kitchen. "They're in their room." Sanha answered, following behind her.
"Well then, I'm sure they wouldn't want to be disturbed. Let's eat! Just the two of us." You smiled widely. Just the two of us. Just the two of us?! Sanha smiled back, but it was totally awkward.
"Well, what do you guys have?" You asked, opening the fridge. "Not much, we don't really stay here that much, as you know. We have rameyon though." Sanha answered. "That'll do!" You giggled. "Where is it? Is it here?" You said, trying to reach for the highest shelf. Sanha sighed, seeing you struggle.
He walked up to you, holding your shoulder for support as he reached for the rameyon. You blushed as his chest was pressed to your back, his hand shifting from your shoulder to your waist. "What kind of stupid ass would put this at the back of the shelf..." Sanha complained, finally taking ahold of the rameyon. He turned and walked to the stove, leaving you red and sheepish. "You're so young yet so tall..." You complimented to boost your self-confidence about how 'you're not short and that he's just tall'. You're neck almost gets dislocated everytime you see Sanha.
He chuckled at your compliment, starting the electric stove and adding water. You both gawkily leaned on the counter while waiting for the water to boil a little. A few minutes later, Sanha pushed himself off the counter, going to the stove to add the noodles. He stirred them around a bit, before going back beside you to lean awkwardly again. What a pain.
"What made you hang out with Eunwoo a lot these days?" Sanha asked out of the blue. You were not ready for that question. "Well, I haven't really thought about it. Do you usually need a reason to hang out with someone?" You answered with a shrug. "No, not really. Just asking." Sanha scratched his nape. He gulped for a moment, before continuing, "It's just that... you know, it used to be... us, usually..." Sanha pressed his lips together. "Oh"
There it was again. Awkwardness.
"I mean, I'm not saying you should choose me over Eunwoo, I'm just wondering that- well- I-" Sanha didn't know what to say, he just... gave up and sighed, going back to the stove to stir the noodles. He stirred for a moment, then stopping. "Do you... like me?" Sanha said, placing the fork down. "Of course I do." You answered hesitantly, not knowing what he meant. “What?” You paused for a little, analyzing what he just said. "Oh, well- Sanha I- I'm- uh- washroom." You stuttered, running away. Sanha looked back as he saw you running into the washroom. He softly smiled and giggled as opened the rameyon powder and poured it in.
...
Pure silence was the loudest thing that was going on. Pure silence.
You didn't feel like eating, as you just stared at the red soup that drowned the noodles. "Eat, Y/N." Sanha said, mouth full of noodles. You looked at Sanha who was currently sitting across you, and sighed as you gave him a nod, picking up the chopsticks.
"Sanha, would we still be friends if I was a worm?" You asked, dipping your spoon into the soup. "Sure, I guess." Sanha said. "What if I dated Eunwoo, would we still be friends?" You said abruptly.
Sanha just stared at you, his cheeks puffed and red from the spice of the noodles, and maybe because of your question. "Of course I would.” Sanha said in a low voice, stuffing himself with noodles. "But why?” You continued to question him. “Isn’t it obvious? Why would your relationship with Eunwoo affect ours?” You closed your eyes before replying, "I see.” Sanha's eyebrows were furrowed this time, his expression slowly changing. You looked up at him to see his expression of antipathy to your personal questions. You gave an awkward smile before saying, "Oh no, I think there's an misunderstanding..." You chuckled, before looking down. "Are you dating Eunwoo?” You can sense that Sanha was getting annoyed. “No.” You mumbled. “Then what?” He said. You've been going around in circles ever since you step foot in this dorm today, of course he'd be annoyed. And you were most definitely annoyed at yourself too. Asking him random questions, getting him all confused, the cause of this whole uncomfortable circus.
“Sanha I-“
"Y/N I like you." Sanha said with furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes, his fist balled on top of the table. Finally. This confusing story of Sanha and yours was over. Now you just had to think of a response. "Really?"
"Yes really, Y/N."
You couldn't say anything else. You just looked into his eyes with a huge blush. Sanha looked into yours too, his expression softening.
You broke eye contact and quickly stood up, turning around to look at anything but Sanha. Sanha stood up as well, and went to you. You felt his tall-self hovering behind you as you bit your lip. "Y/N, is it because you like Eunwoo and not me?" Sanha's words hit you like a strong brick. You turned around and looked at him, a pout on his face. "No..." You whispered. “It’s just that I…” “You what?” Sanha continued to look at you, until you finally gathered courage.
You went on your tiptoes and pulled him down by his collar, giving him a quick peck on the lips. You let go of Sanha and see his smile of accomplishment.
"I like you, and it’s just that Eunwoo knows this secret of mine which is why we spent a lot of time together because I wanted to get closer with you again. I’m so sorry Sanha.” You explained, still gripping onto his collar. “Okay…” Sanha said with a soft smile, making you look at him.
"Okay..." You whispered with a soft smile, before slowly letting go of his collar.
“So… you like me?” “I like you” “So we’re dating now?” Sanha asked cheekily. “If you want…” You replied. “Well, it’s what I want.” Sanha said with a smile. “Alright.” You said with a useless thumbs up. Sanha laughed at your thumbs up and took your hand. “Jealousy isn’t really a good feeling, Y/N.” Sanha pouted. “I know~ That’s why I’ll be careful now. But you also have to be careful!” You replied, feeling more comfortable now. Sanha chuckling at your expression.
“I will.” Sanha smiled.
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I'm holding back from kissing you.
Genre: cute and mature
Words: 641
Disclaimer: mentions of swimming in the sea, making out, food, suntan season
I could feel his gaze heating my body from across the room. He looked at me without even feeling ashamed. As much as I avoided his gaze, hid myself among people, I could still feel him. I got a drink at the restaurant bar and went to meet my friends. Halfway through, I felt a very slight hand hold my arm, it was him. So close to me, so beautiful, so irresistible...
-How long will you keep running away, pretending that nothing happened?
I looked away.
-Me? You were the one who ran away from me after that.
-Well, I wanted you to know that I haven't forgotten and that I want you. We can run away for a few minutes before anyone notices... What do you think?
I smiled and followed him.
A few hours before...
The heat was unbearable, the sun seemed to burn every layer of my skin and I could only be grateful that I had come with a group of friends to the beach. We had rented a house, the girls in one room and the boys in another. It was an organized mess, the house was never empty or quiet, it was perfect summer weather. I was feeling adventurous, so I decided to go to the beach alone even when everyone else wanted to go hiking or walking around the mall.
Walking along the length of the beach, I found a pier for diving, I decided not to jump, but to swim a little, since it was a calm area with no incidents of accidents.
-This mermaid is different. Where's your tail, aquamarine? -I heard a familiar voice from the pier.
-Funny. - I forced a laugh- Did you decide to come? I thought you were going to go on the trail.
-No. I liked your idea better, I only realized that when I was halfway there. -He scratched the back of his head. -That's why I came running, I'm dying of heat. May I join you?
I nodded and then he removed his shirt and dived over me. I couldn't deny that I was nervous about being alone with him, he was the secret crush of every girl on the trip.
-What are you thinking about? - He asked.
-Um? -Damn, I was traveling again. -I'm thinking about what we're going to eat for lunch.
-I thought we could eat something lighter, there's a restaurant near by and if you want we can go there. - He said and I agreed.
We hid in the shade of the pier so we could talk about the trip, our personal and professional lives. He was just humble, smart and charming. It was impossible not to want to kiss him and as I wanted to, I was holding myself back from doing it. He suggested we go to eat and as I walked past him up the stairs I felt him grab my arm.
-Are you ok?
-No. I'm holding back from kissing you.
-And may I know why?
-I don't know if you would like to be kissed by me. - I laughed and kissed him. That little spark of confidence flooded my entire body. His hands held my body firmly and his lips were fearless, as if he already knew exactly what to do to make me go soft for him. I I needed him more and he needed me. I put my legs around his waist and his hands went to my ass, he squeezed but it didn't hurt, which made me even crazier about him. Soon we needed air; we laughed at each other and went running to eat.
Now...
I felt his lips kiss mine as our clothes fell to the floor, even though our skins were sensitive from the hot sun, I wanted to have him on me at all times.
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