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mother-atiny · 2 years

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Monsieur Yunho | Jeong Yunho

Genre - Fluff, cracky?

Warnings - None :D

Word Count - 1.2k

You pulled threw your dance bag over your shoulder, today you were going to a different dance class because your dance teacher was sick, you dance ballet so you didn't know how well you would do at a different class, but you were willing to give it a try.

You stepped out of your small apartment and walked outside, you hopped into your car and drove to the dance school, picking up some food along the way, once you got to the school, you finished the rest of your sandwich and went inside.

"Crap, I'm late", you groaned to yourself.

As you were running to get inside, you tripped on practically nothing and fell flat on the floor, "Crap", you laid there for a few minutes regretting your life decisions, then you heard a males voice.

"Uh, need help?", The boy asked.

You stood up and dusted off your clothes, "I'm fine, I do it all the time", You laughed, "You know gravity and all"

The boy laughed, "Makes sense, I'm like a giraffe in roller skates"

You chuckled, the boy was tall and his smile was a sight to behold, he seemed really nice.

"I'm Y/n"

"Yunho", He shook your hand, "I assume you're a dancer?", he said looking at your pointe shoes that fell out of your bag and onto the floor.

"Oh yeah, what about you?"

"Yep, I love dancing", the two of you walked to the dance room, "We're doing some mini competitions today to see who dances best, would you want to do that?"

You followed Yunho to a ballet barre, you later found out that he didn't do ballet and he really didn't know how to explain the type of dancer he is, "a little bit of everything", he said.

As much as you didn't want to admit it, Yunho was actually adorable, everything he did was sweet and funny...

While Yunho was busy speaking with the dance teacher, you rolled your legs then pulled on your pointe shoes, your body still ached from your previous performance and a part of you slightly regretted getting into ballet, but you also knew that you loved ballet, so you had to keep trying.

You placed your hands on the barre, rolling up on your toes. Yunho glanced in your direction, mouth open as if he had never seen a ballet dancer before, you felt shy, your heart beat rapidly and you had butterflies in your stomach but at least now they were flying in formation.

"So Y/n", The teacher said, "My name is Mrs. Lee, I'm your dance teacher"

You bowed, "Hello"

"Will be competing in todays competitions?"

You nodded, "I don't see why not"

Mrs. Lee smiled, "Well, we will wait for the other students to arrive but for now, you can warm up"

You smiled and turned back to the barre, doing your pliés and tipping our pointe shoes as far as you could go, you began to imagine the dance in your mind, the music, the lights, the crowd, you could see it all and it was beautiful.

Yunho slowly made his way over to you, he placed his hands on the barre and started doing squats next to you, he went up an demi pointe and giggled.

You raised a brow, "Yunho, what are you doing?"

"Ballet"

You laughed, Yunho was still doing squats and humming the sugar plum fairy from the nutcracker, a ballet you knew quite well.

"You like the nutcracker?"

Yunho blushed, "Its the only ballet I know to be honest"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, other than swan lake and stuff- wait aren't those the only ballets?"

You sighed, "There's a lot actually"

Yunho made an "O" with his mouth, then brushed it off with an awkward laugh, not long after, some other people entered the room, you felt awkward considering almost all of them were guys.

Mrs. Lee entered not long after, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked, she was tall and thin, her haired pulled tightly into a bun, exposing her rather sharp facial features.

"Good morning class", Mrs. Lee smiled, "I hope you are all doing well today"

One of the boys smiled, "How are you doing today Mrs. Lee?"

Ugh, teachers pet.

Mrs. Lee smiled again, "I'm doing well Hongjoong", she turned back to the class, "I hope you all had a chance to practice for todays competitions"

One boy with purple hair raised his hand.

"Yes Wooyoung?"

Wooyoung thought for a moment, "Whos she?", he pointed his finger at you, "Is she new?"

Mrs. Lee nodded, "She came from the ballet school on the northside-"

"wait where's your tutu?!"

"You don't wear tutus to class, they are really only used for performances", You laughed.

Wooyoung frowned, "Oh"

The rest of the boys looked at you in confusion, they must not be used to seeing ballet dancers at the school.

Mrs. Lee didn't seem to mind much because she quickly began the class, explaining how she had to pick up her daughter in a little while. So that meant that the class would be left unattended for a few hours, but she left Hongjoong in charge, who eagerly accepted his role as leader.

After Mrs. Lee left, Hongjoong scooted to the front, a smile slapped on his face.

"So-"

Yunho interrupted, "we have competitions today Joong, no one wants to hear your speech"

Hongjoong scoffed, "I wasn't going to make a speech-"

"You said that last time, then you rambled on for like 3 hours"

You held back a laugh, you didn't want anyone to think that you were making fun of them or anything, plus it was your first day at the school, you didn't want to have a bad rep.

Seonghwa stepped up, "Okay, one, stop arguing", he glared at Hongjoong, "two, stop giving speeches"

Yunho and Hongjoong sighed in defeat, then Hongjoong regained composure and continued what he was going to say.

"Pick your partners, Woo and San you stay with Seonghwa"

The two boys sighed, "What?! why Seonghwa...?"

Hongjoon shot them a glare, "Yunho, you be Y/n's partner"

"What if I wanted to be Y/n's partner?", Mingi whined.

Hongjoong glared again, you swear all this boy did was glare.

Yunho skipped over to you, placing his hands on the barre again, he watched you carefully as you stretched, you felt our muscles being pulled as you slid down.

"Wow!", Yunho exclaimed, "Your really flexible!"

You blushed, "Um thank you"

You slid down into the splits, leaning back over your legs, Yunho stared with his mouth open the entire time.

"Y/n?"

You looked up at Yunho, "Yeah?"

"Can you teach me ballet?"

Your eyes widened, "How flexible are you?"

Yunho lifted his leg onto the ballet barre, "This is it"

You laughed as you stood up, "Well can you do the splits?"

Yunho tried to slide on the floor as you did, but he failed greatly, grabbing his thighs.

"Oh god, it hurts"

You giggled, "Come on, your on my team...I'll teach you"

A/n: Hello!! If you guys like this story then I will write a part 2 to it! also, I was thinking, since so many of you read my stories/imagines/oneshots ETC, I'm coming up with a name for my fans...although you might not be a fan, you still read it and I'm so appreciative of all of you!!! sooo drumroll pleaseeeee

I will be calling you guys, my Bébés!! Sure, it may sound cringey to you but I like it.

I love my Bébés soooo much and thank you for everything!

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seventeenplug · 1 year

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Enough blind dates (Choi San X AFAB Reader)

Pairing: Choi San X AFAB reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Reader has a reciprocated crush on San. Mentions of lack of manners. San is a little dominant and orders the reader a little, also a little possessive. Mention of a past date of San.

Summary: San wasn't the type of person to have a lot of friends, in fact, he was a very quiet person who loved his alone time with his cat, Shiber, whom he named after his favorite plushie. One day you came knocking to his door after a failed date in hopes of a glass of wine, which he was very happy to serve.

Word Count: 2,1 K words

It wasn't the worst date, you had to admit to it. The man was rather charming with his high nose, beautiful green eyes and a nice smile, really why wouldn't you like him... Well, his manners. He had no etiquette at all, none of that, chewing with your mouth closed, no speaking whilst you eat or saying 'excuse me' when you burp.

You were disgusted throughout the dinner, you tried your best to ignore it, continuing on with topics such as family, work and normal day life, but his habits just kept on side tracking you. Evermore so when a piece of his spaghetti landed on your cheek, he laughed it off using his finger, which too was dirty and wiped at your face.

You stood up, completely drained of energy, using your napkin to wipe your cheek and with a sigh you big goodbye to the man, letting him know to not contact you and that you would pay for the meal. The man was left in complete shock, wiping his face and racing after you, but you had just had enough and wanted to leave. You explained to him, as calmly as you could that you two were just too different... inside you even cried, you two were rather much alike.

If not for his behavior you two could've become the perfect couple... How sad.

With one last bidding you left the restaurant, leaving the poor man behind to think what had gone wrong, and instead you headed to the one place you knew you'd be welcomed and comforted. San's place.

Despite the cold, you felt warm, something in you was always happy when the dates went wrong, it was like another reminder of how great San was. But, San and you had never crossed the line, and you two had simply stayed friends for the rather many years that you two had known each other for, and quite honestly you were scared to ruin your friendship with him over a mere crush, so you stayed quiet.

Getting to his apartment you ringed his bell, not knowing that he wasn't alone... He answered to it, your tired face showing up in his camera, a sly smile barely seen on his face as he opened the door, you made yourself at home, taking over your shoes right away, your winter scarf and putting on the slippers he had kept for you.

"You won't believe the guy i just had dinner with, San... he was awful" you began to explain to him, already stressing over the issue. He smirked, looking behind him, his other friends, Yeosang and Wooyoung were sitting on the couch, hand supporting their heads as they looked over the couch and to you who kept grumbling about your horrible date.

"Darling" San called to you with a small chuckle, you hum lifting your head to look at him, he nudges his head to the side, and following him, you look behind, shock imminent on your face as you finally acknowledge the presence of the two others in his house, a tinge of red covering your cheeks. And this time, it wasn't from the cold.

"Oh... I didn't know you had company" you begin to say, prepared to grab at your things and leave if he gave you the sign. "No, no. That's totally fine. We're quite interested now. What other habits did he have?" The man with black hair asked, voice high as he got comfortable and leaned forward.

San laughed, rolling his eyes. He grabbed at your hand helping you put the other shoe and getting inside, leading you to his other couch. "That's Yeosang" he pointed at the blonde Greek god sitting next to the nosy one. "And he's Wooyoung" he finally introduced the curious one. The two men waved at you, a smile on their faces.

"I might have come at a bad time. I'm sorry" you laughed, itching at your hands. "No, no. Don't worry about it. They were just leaving anyway, right boys?" San says, eyes squinting to the men who stared shocked. Wooyoung grumbles under his breath, standing from the couch with an obvious pout on his lips dragging the blonde one with him.

"Betrayer" The two cussed sticking their tongues out to the brown haired male who stood behind your seat humming at all of their insults. The two men left, not without whining again, especially Wooyoung who was just the most curious about what your date had done during the date, but San made sure to rush the two out before joining you back in the living room.

"I have wine" he suggested, you groan in delight. "You know me so well, Sannie" you smile at the man, too busy choosing a bottle that you'd enjoy.

Once chosen, he sits beside you, a beautiful bottle of Red Wine standing tall in his coffee table and two glass cups in his hands. "Here" he hands you one of the cups, filling it just enough for you to taste test. "Hmm, this is just right" you softly tell him, sipping at your wine. He fills your cup once more, almost filling his when you step in to fill it for him.

"So, just how bad was it?" He questioned you, his eyes watched you set your glass down, sitting with your legs on his couch and turning to him exasperated. "It was horrible, San. He had no manners, at all!" You raised your voice, accentuating your forthright nature making him laugh already too used to your way of speech. "Describe it" he presses on.

"Well, he had no manners, he would eat in a disgusting way, he wouldn't use his napkin and used his fingers, so he had his fingers all dirty. He burped, a lot during dinner, not once did he say 'excuse me' or you know, tried to hide it, and he also ate with his mouth wide open it was so nasty" you cried exasperated head thrown back onto the back of the couch.

"God, that really is bad" he laughed. "Don't laugh. I'm serious right now" you groaned. "The worst of it all was when he wiped it. It was so, so disgusting" you continued. San froze, shoulders stilling in place as his face fell Stoic of emotion. "What do you mean, wiped it?" He asked you monotonously. "He spat spaghetti on my face and then used his dirty thumb to clean it" you cried in disgust.

San stood up, you stared at his back confused as you saw him going into the hallway that led to his bedrooms and bathroom and just decided to follow him. He entered the bathroom leaving the door wide open, you watch from the entrance as he grabs onto a little toilet paper, folding it and then wetting it slightly.

Looking through the mirror he catches your eyes through the mirror and with a sign of his hand you enter the bathroom confused. "Sit" he orders, you open your mouth to spew nonsense to him but seeing his face, you decide to just swallow your words, sitting on the closed toilet lid like he had instructed.

He smiles softly at you, squatting down to your height and grabbing your face with his pointer and thumb. "Where did you say he wiped you?" you point at your cheek, almost touching when he swats at your hand making you pout. With the gentlest of touches he raises the wet paper, wiping at your face.

You quietly watch his face, eyes squinting at your cheek, his mouth just the slightest bit open as he focused. "Sannie" you call for him softly, his eyes raising to meet your curious ones. "What are you doing?" you whispered. "Wiping the face of the germs of something disgusting" he furrows his eyebrows, face so close, you could feel his breathing on your skin, your eyes fought to not close as he turned his face just the slightest. But as soon as it was there, it was gone. "Done, should we go back to drinking our wine now?" He smiles, standing up from his position completely unfazed, walking out the bathroom and leaving you behind, breathless and lost to your thoughts.

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A week passed when one of your girl-friends had called you telling that there had been a guy who might interest you, and although you had doubts you decided to take the risk and go for it. But before that, you had already scheduled for a coffee run with San so getting ready rather quick you put on a squared cleavage dress, tight on your waist with a little flare at the end and showcasing your chest.

Entering the café, you could see San at the furthest corner, sitting on one of the booths while staring out the window as he usually did whenever he was by himself. "Sannie" you called excitedly waving your hand, he smiles back returning your gesture with a small wave of his own. Taking the seat in front of his you immediately went for the menu, checking out any new items, but nothing caught your eye, so you went back to your favorite, the strawberry lemonade, the perfect combo between sour and sweet.

"Why are you so dressed up on a Tuesday?" San joked, a soft smile as he looked at you, little stars in his eyes. "Nothing too big, Ella set me up for a date tonight with a coworker of hers" you replied nonchalantly. There was a strong silence in the table, and you used it to your advantage watching his reaction when you lifted your head from the menu cautiously. "Should I not go to the date?" You ask him.

Shocked is a small word for his reaction, he was nibbling with his teeth on his lip, his brain repeating the same words over and over, but he wouldn't dare to say them to you. Despite it all, your happiness was more important to him than his own selfishness, but all of that was gone the second you asked him that question.

"Don't go" he swallowed hard, eyes never leaving yours, a smile stretching on your face as you watched him. "Ok" You softly whisper, causing him to visibly relax, he releases the air he'd been holding whilst waiting on you to process his words, a chuckle leaving his parted lips.

Neither of you were sure of what this would lead to. You both knew, however, that you didn't want any other person to take up the relationship status with one another. But you were also both scared to define what you two now had in case it failed...

But that didn't matter to neither of you, not on this moment when you refused to this date just because he had told you to. You were happy even in this confusion.

It all became clear just a few days later when you once more headed to his house, a woman pounding on his door demanding for him to open it, you watched in utter disbelief getting closer to the door as well. "Is everything okay?" you questioned the woman, her eyes shooting daggers at you. "San. Open the door right now!" She screamed. "San..." you knocked.

Inside, San's anger towards the annoying woman faded as the intercom played your voice, his body moving on his own accord and rapidly getting to the door opening it. The woman, someone that he had met just a few weeks back and rejected had her hands up, hysterically accusing him of leaving her alone during their supposed date that he had never agreed to.

"Y/N..." he smiles grabbing onto your arm and bringing you to his arms, full on ignoring the woman in front of him. "Are you serious right now?!" She screams at him. "Don't you see her?" San points at you. "My future" he smirks, frustrating the woman even further.

"So you're leaving me for a stupid bimbo?" She scoffs. "A hot bimbo, thank you very much" You scoffed back. "I don't believe it" she crossed her eyes, a disgusted look on her face, you could almost see San's thoughts by now, shrugging to it and pulling him down by his neck to connect your lips to his finally shutting the obnoxious lady who left angrily.

"I did mean it" he whispers, breaking from your lips. "You're going to be my future. I'm not hesitating anymore" He finishes saying, eyes locked on yours. "Good" you whispered back, ushering him inside the apartment, your lips locked with his.

Posted the 10th December 2022.

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wooyoungscftie · 2 years

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HONGJOONG: My Noona

Genre: Fluff,Angst

Pairing: Hongjoong x Older!F!Reader ('94 liner)

You've been working with Ateez since 2018.You are a producer and songwriter at KQ Entertainment,and all the boys love you.One of them a bit too much.

Hongjoong was the member who's been a trainee at KQ for the longest,that's why you also know him the longest.You both have a very strong bond,you really enjoy working with him.

The red haired didn't really hide his crush on you,everyone could literally tell.But of course,you were oblivious.

You did realise that the younger has been asking you to work with him more often,telling you the song he was working on didn't sound right,even after Eden and the whole producer team told him it was perfect.He was basically just looking for an opportunity to see you.

You of course were too nice to say no,although you thought that his behavior was kinda weird.Eden was also asking you why you've been in the studio that often,even on your days off.

Today is another one of those days.It was your day off,but Hongjoong was asking you to join you in the studio.And the nice person you were,you agreed.

You were in the younger's studio,sitting on the sofa while listening to the track he was working on.

"What do you think?" Hongjoong nervously asked you after the last tone of the song played.

"It's perfect,Hongjoong.You know you're a great songwriter,and I'm glad that you're showing me the pieces first,but you should know that whatever you're working on,it's going to be a masterpiece" you smiled at the red haired.

"Thank you,noona" He shyly smiled back at you,while looking at you.

You looked at the watch,realising you've been here for more than 4 hours.

"I should go home now,Joong.It was nice spending time with you,but my private life is calling" you smiled at him.

"Alright" you noted the hint of sadness in his voice "see you tomorrow,noona"

You hugged him as a goodbye,and made your way out of the studio,meeting Seonghwa on the way.You greeted the eldest Ateez member with a quick hug before also saying goodbye to him.

Seonghwa watched you disappear,before entering Hongjoong's studio.He was expecting the younger to have this look on his face.He was frowning,his eyes almost dead.

"Hongjoong-ah..." he slowly approached the red haired boy.

"Why can't I have her,Seonghwa?Why doesn't she realise that I love her more than anything?Why can't she just return this love?" Hongjoong asked,looking at his computer screen.Seonghwa let out a sigh,before answering his questions.

"Because she's married to Eden hyung."

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auror117 · 10 months

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Forgotten memories - FORGOTTEN MEMORIES PART 3 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1362771883-forgotten-memories-part-3?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=antheiaflora&wp_originator=E4q2N7608lgggHHFN6qolYRY30%2F00O1jF6ZXUT4LM9RXn7%2FtZMVbbx0toELIa7wiT2mRq%2FukOSiFSp6BNWtP2TGlkQNTcsLfjdT0co3FqrER8fDSI0lyrB7h2IW7FgRe Hongjoong, Seonghwa and Jieun used to be best friends, it was them against the world until a horrible accident seperated the three friends. A school reunion unites them again and a finally their world is complete but with this reunion new problems arise. Old feelings come to light and it is time for dark secrets to reveal itself.

#ateez #ateezff #ateezhongjoong #ateezimagine #ateezseonghwa #friendship #thriller #fanfiction #books #wattpad #amreading

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kiikslovewe · 2 years

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"Um no, it's your turn"

"Why do we always have to discuss this...You are the one in love with the school's Teacher's pet, not I."

"No I'm not ju-just put the damn thing in"

You and your friend Hong Joong were arguing about whos turn it was to give this, in his words "School's teacher's pet," this note. Hongi is someone you trust even more than yourself, you told him months ago that you needed him to do something, no question asked, he started helping. You and him have been taking turns to give your crush these anonymous letters, trying not to get caught. Just 2 weeks into this "operation" did Hong Joong find out what you were doing and who these pieces of papers were for and this man is not here for it.

"Ok listen...You're obvious. We both no you like this doggie"

"Human"

"Whatever, he acts like one. There's no reason for you to keep acting as if you haven't been gushing over this human puppy since day one. I've almost gotten caught by the whole cheer team doing this," Hong Joong gave the most exaggerated expression and a hand flop,"They still think I'm gay." He then gave a big sigh like the extra person he is.

And right behind him was one of the member of the cheer team. Standing with their mouth wide and exited. "O M morherfucking G you are!"

Hong Joong turned around and you stared grinning softly at the scene right infront of your eyes.

"I am?!?!" Hong Joong pointed at himself confused and with his other hand still flopped.

"OH MY GOOOOOSH YAAAAY HAPPY GAY PEOPLE MONTH!!!"

Oh that girl was ditzy, but sure did she have a lot of love and she for sure was a supportive and encouraging person.

You giggled and Hong Joong almost fully thrown himself on the floor, "Thanks a lot..." he spoke with his brows clearly as frustrated as he was and his back hunched over, he then turned to speak to Lila the cheerleader, "It's, it's pride." He said disappointedly. "OooOooo I got pride" Hong Joong shook his head and turned back to you, "You"re doing it this time, you've caused enough harm to this fluffy heart, Girly. Bye..." and he left running away like Wendy from Scary Movie. Oh boy, was he a drama kid.

This day was going to be long. Only a couple of days until you graduate and you can't even tell your childhood crush you like them. "DK I am determined to tell you," you spoke to yourself mentally "But when?"

You looked at the small note in your left hand and smiled to yourself, balling it up and making your way to your shared Homeroom.

TO BE CONTINUED

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hwa-whiskers · 2 years

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Ateez Reaction: You have shaking orgasms

Warning: NSFW SMUT!

A/N: I’ve been busy and so I barely had the inspiration to write. Hopefully y’all like this.

Jongho: “Are you going to cum?” He smirks while slowly pumping just one finger inside of your oversensitive pus*y.

You whined at his teasing smile and bit your lips. “Please….I can’t anymore.”

Jongho rubs the insides of your thighs, making your legs wrap around his hands.

“Your body says otherwise princess.” Jongho muttered and fastens up his pace inside you.

He’s only using one finger, but he’s been teasing you for 2 hours.

Your body twitched without you realizing as you felt your high taking over your mind.

“I-I’m cumming!” You yelled closing your eyes as your thighs shook uncontrollably under Jongho’s touch.

Your mind went to euphoria as you couldn’t control yourself. The moment you got back to your senses, your body was shaking as you thrust yourself onto Jongho’s finger to finish.

You looked up at him as he had a blank expression on his face.

Your face grew red as you had never down this before.

You pulled yourself out from his fingers and covered your blushing face with embarrassment.

“I-I’m sorry! I don’t know what happened. It just felt too good and I couldn’t control my body!”

You bit your lips nervously as you hear him unbuckling his belt.

“Jongho?” You looked up as he pinned you underneath him.

“I’m going to make you shake under me when I thrust inside you.”

Wooyoung: “Do you think you deserve to even cum?” He giggled in your ears as he had you tied up to the bed.

“Hmm?” Woo whispered in your ears, making your toes curled as he pushed the vibrating dildo deeper inside you.

“I won’t do it again. Please just let me come.” Your hips unknowingly moved on their own, trying to match the pace with the dildo.

Wooyoung scoffed and immediately took out the entire dildo from inside you.

You gasped at the loss of touch, whining loudly as Wooyoung threw the dildo across the room.

“You can’t cum yet.” He ordered as he took off his pants and placed himself at your entrance.

His tip barely reached inside you when you could feel yourself coming.

“Wooyoung! I can’t-“ Your high immediately took over you. You shook uncontrollably as you came on his c*ck.

You could hear Woo’s sinister laughter as you came back to reality.

“I’m sorry! I really tried!” You begged as Wooyoung suddenly thrusts inside you deep.

“Hmm!” You moaned and gasped, feeling oversensitive now.

“I’m going to fuck you till I come, and you still aren’t allowed to cum yet.”

Mingi: “Mingi-I’m going to come!” Your legs wrapped around his thin waist as he gave you kisses on your neck.

“Come.” He ordered as your orgasm took over and waves of pleasure hit your body.

You rolled your head back as you suddenly shook against Mingi.

You ran out breath as your hands clenched onto the pillows.

“That was so sexy.” He whispered in your ears, making your body vibrate at how deep his voice got.

“I wanna see it again baby.” Mingi teases as he began slowly moving inside you again.

“Ah!” Your hands wrapped around his torso as you hid your face in his neck.

“I-i’m still sensitive Mingi.” You whined as you can hear him chuckling. “Baby, you made me hard again. I can’t help it!”

San: “I can’t hold it anymore!” Your toes curled as your back arched with him thrusting from behind.

“Don’t you even dare-“

“Ah!” You had already came, unable to control your own orgasm because of San’s endless teasing for the last 3 hours.

Your body twitched a lot as waves of pleasure hit you.

“Fuck. That was hot.” San twists you around and hover over your tired body.

He spreads your shaking legs apart and rubbed them gently.

“Think you can do another one?” San’s voice turned soft as you shakily wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Another one?” You gasped as he leaned into your ears.

“Cum for me.” San whispered before he starts moving inside you once again.

Yeosang: You wore lingerie for the first time and waited for his reaction.

Yeosang had opened the door to your apartment as you waited in the bedroom.

“Y/n! Where are you?” He walked around the place as you yelled for him to meet you.

You felt your heart pounding louder when you hear his footsteps drawing closer towards you.

Yeosang opens the door as you shyly looked at him with innocence in your eyes.

He dropped his bag and literally picked you up, throwing you on the bed as he unbuckled his belt.

“Yeosang! Calm down! W-we’ve got the entire night.” You shyly tell him as he leaned down towards your face.

“Yeah, but I want to devour you right now.” Yeosang’s strong arms kept you in place as you squirmed under him.

“I think I’m going to come.” You warned him as he bit your ears. “Go ahead. We’ve got the entire night.”

These words hit you on the right spot and you came harder than what you had expected.

Your body shook under his thrusts as Yeosang moaned at the sight.

“Beautiful, do it again.”

Yunho: “You’ve never been able to orgasm before?” He asked as you were just filled with embarrassment.

You nodded as your boyfriend closed the door.

“Is it okay if I try then?”

You gasped at his sudden suggestion and bit your lips.

The furthest y’all had down was just make out. You were ready for Yunho, but you were scared what if you couldn’t come.

“Come on. We won’t know unless we try.” He pats your head as you grabbed his hands.

“I trust you Yunho.” He kisses your hands and slowly makes his way down to your breasts.

“Do you like this?” Yunho keeps asking as it made you blush even more.

“J-just like that.” You moaned when his thumb graced over your clit.

“Ride me.” Yunho whispered as you bit your lips at the thought, but obeyed him.

“Slowly.” He guides you as you placed yourself over his big length.

“Hmm..” you moaned as he was finally inside you. “We can stay like this until you’re ready to move.” He reassured you as you nodded.

“Yunho….you can start moving inside me.” You quietly whispered to him, which turned something on inside him.

His huge hands gripped your ass as he thrusts towards you roughly and quick.

“Ah!“ you muffled your own moans as his member hit places inside you that you’ve never thought would’ve reached.

This stimulating feelings drew you over the edge as your whole body shook on top of him.

“Y-Yunho!” You back arched as pleasure hit your body.

You gasped in surprise and smiled. “Yunho! You made me cum!” You hugged him happily as he was still inside of you.

“Oh…you’re still rock hard.” You thighs clenched around his waist as he smiled.

“Wanna go again?”

Seonghwa: “Can I see you now?” You whined as he had been teasing you for the last hour while getting blindfolded.

“Now if you ask me that one more time then don’t even think about coming for the rest of the week.” He strictly announced before giving your bum a quick smack.

You could feel your own inside clenching onto nothing and getting dripping wet by the second.

“Good.” Seonghwa turns you over and spreads your legs apart.

“So dirty….already wet for me.” His mean words made you turned on even more as you could feel his gaze onto your private area.

You squirmed when the tip of his tongue reached your clit.

Your legs began shaking as pleasure washed over your entire body.

Seonghwa barely touched you with his tongue and you were already coming for him.

“I-I’m sorry! I just couldn’t hold it any longer!” You whined and took off your blindfold because of how embarrassed you got.

You looked down to see Seonghwa’s wide eyes between your legs, lips swollen from your wetness.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know I would shake like that. Please forget-“

Seonghwa pins your hands above you as he hovered over your body.

“That was freakin cute.”

Hongjoong: “Kisses?” He teases as he used a feather to touch your body instead of himself.

“Please…just a kiss.” You begged as he smirked.

He spreads your legs and kisses the inside of your thighs, making you squirmed even more.

“You want anything else?” Hongjoong teases while playing with the feather against your body.

“I want you.” You whined as he giggled.

“You want me?? To do what?” Hongjoong whispered in your ear as you shuddered.

“Please fuck me.” Your eyes were pleading as he threw the feather away.

“Okay.” He didn’t even warn when he suddenly slams inside you at a breathtaking speed, making you see stars already.

You moaned and clenched around him, signaling your orgasm’s early arrival.

Your body shook around him as your legs twitched at the pleasurable feelings.

You were in a mess as you almost couldn’t even catch your own breath.

“I-I came too soon.” You whispered as Hongjoong lightly smacked your ass.

“Then why don’t you make it up for me?”

#ateez imagines #ateez reactions #kpop imagines #ateez smut #kpop reactions #seonghwa #ateez scenarios #ateezimagines #smutty #hongjoong smut

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bunnie-the-lighthouse · 3 years

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𝒟𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓉~

Pairing: ATEEZ Jung Woo-Young x Reader

Warnings: It’s A Suggestive My Dudes

Basic Idea: Dinner Time! Woo-Young is cooking and things get hot. Literally. The food on the stove, you know?

Type: Suggestive & Fluffy

Inspiration: Sleep Deprivation. And from an ASMR I heard lmao (I’m so single I listen to ASMRs, don’t judge me.)

Note: The ** is meant to show that that’s where the Fluff ends. If you wanna continue reading, it’s up to you.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

His arms were exposed, veins popping as he held onto the handle, doing an up and down motion with his wrist as his eyes stared down.

You were bewildered, unsure of what was unfolding in front of you.

And then bam, he woke you up from your daze.

"Why are you staring at me like that?” Woo-Young chuckled when he caught you looking at him with an intense gaze. Shaking your head to wake yourself up, you giggle shyly and look away.

“Why did you suddenly decide to cook?” you questioned as he glances back at you for a moment, giving you a look at the soft smile he was wearing. “I’ve been too busy preparing for the comeback that I haven’t had enough time invested on you,”

“So, since I know that you crave my attention, I bestow upon you a dinner date and my full attention,“ Woo-Young ended while opening the pot’s lid and turning towards you.

“Come, don’t just stand there, I need someone to taste the flavor,” he ushered as you made your way towards him. He quickly pecked your forehead and grabbed a clean spoon.

He then scooped some of the soup and placed the spoon in front of your mouth, to let you blow on it by yourself.

You then took a sip of it and hummed, “It’s so good!~” you chirped happily as you then told him to try it himself.

But instead, he kissed you sweetly on the lips.

Shocked, you slightly squeaked, staring at his closed eyes as you felt him smile. When he pulled away he then smacked his lips, “Hmm.. It is good, thanks sweetheart,” he smirks as you felt your cheeks burn up.

“Jung. Woo. Young!” you screech while hitting him softly on the arm, he laughed at you while attempting to stop you from smacking your fists on his arm.

“Stop, stop, stop,” he laughed as you then pouted, “Don’t you like my kisses though?” Woo-Young teased as you playfully lifted your right fist up. “Ok, ok, chill,” he chuckled while kissing your forehead softly.

You then watch him cook, amused at his mastery. And after some time, he puts away everything he was using and leaves the pot to boil. “We still have to wait for the rice to cook, what do you want to do?” he asks as you hug him.

“I just want a hug,” you said as he hugs you back, cooing at your cuteness. He pats you on the head softly while giving your crown a quick kiss. You then lift your head up to see him.

He smiles back at you, you couldn’t help but stare in awe at how beautiful and handsome he was. He then closed his eyes and leaned closer to you, kissing you tenderly on the lips.**

You closed your eyes too, kissing him back as you softly clutched onto his shirt. His arms slid down from your waist to your hips, pulling you closer to him.

Moaning softly in the kiss, Woo-Young pulls away, the two of you panting for air softly, rhythmically. Leaning down again, he trails soft kisses on your neck as you clutch tighter onto his dress shirt.

“It’s been some time since I’ve kissed you like this.. Held you like this..” he whispered softly, his breath fanning your neck as you shivered at the warmth.

“Woo..” you whispered out while pulling softly at the apron’s knot. He smirked devilishly, stopping you from untying it by pushing you back onto a counter. He lifts you up while parting your legs to place himself in between them.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, he arms beside you. You pull him in for a kiss as he gladly responds to. Hungrily, his right hand softly pulls on the shorts that you are wearing.

He then pulls away while looking at you lovingly, yet lustfully. Your intimates start feeling funny as he licks his lips to wet them.

As he pulls down your shorts, he uses his left hand to skillfully untie his apron, throwing it onto a chair as he then lowers himself closer to your intimates. Licking your inner thighs with kitten licks as you hold back moans.

Softly blowing on your sensitive bundle of nerves, you throw your head back and let out what you were originally hiding. You then feel him smirk as he licks your dripping area. Licking his lips again, clean.

“I think I’d like my dessert, sweetheart… It tastes so intoxicating that I want it now... What would you like? The main course, or dessert? Of course, whatever you want, I shall give it to you. After all, you have all of my attention tonight. What the princess asks for, I shall give.. Because I love you..”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Hi hi~ Hello~ Sorry I’ve been very, but heavily inactive.

I’ve been very overwhelmed with school and life as a whole so it’s been very hard to find time and motivation to write new scenarios.

But, as always, I will try to bring in new content for you all.

I must say do, I believe I’ll be deleting all of the content I’ve uploaded for Fluffy Tails… I just don’t like how I’ve typed it and I plan on restarting. I hope you all understand TT. You’ll see them disappear little by little throughout the week or month.

Though, I think instead I’ll be focusing on typing more scenarios and imagines for you guys :D

Have you guys checked out ATEEZ’ comeback? Because it’s so freaking good TT. Seong-Hwa killed it. San killed it. Jong-Ho killed it. Hong-Joong killed it. Woo-Young killed it. Yeo-Sang killed it. Min-Gi killed it. Yun-Ho killed it.

The boys outdid themselves once again TTTTTT it was super refreshing to see Min-Gi once again and I just love Deja-Vu. The song caught me just by its first two notes. That’s how bad Deja-Vu slapped me. Oh my god.

I also want you guys to leave any suggestions :D

I generally have a hard time coming up with ideas because I always try to find stuff that correlates to the guys. I have a mindset that’s a bit too closed and since y’all are very creative I’d like to help you bring your ideas into words :).

Anyways, I hope you guys are doing well. Please stay safe out there and make sure to take breaks and drink water. Keep on listening to the new album and I’ll see you guys whenever I upload something new.

Bye bye for now!

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atinyteez · 3 years

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ATEEZ INCORRECT QUOTES-6

Hongjoong: So I really want to hug this person I love but he’s just too damn tall! What do i do?

Jongho : punch him in the stomach! And when he doubles over in pain, hug him!

Yeosang: Forget about him!

Wooyoung : kick him in the shin !

San : Tackle him !

Seonghwa: NONE OF THOSE! JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN HONGJOONG!

#ATEEZ #Ateezscenarios #Ateezimagines #ATEEZ incorrect quotes #Kpop #Ateezreactions #Seongjoong #Seonghwa #Hongjoong #Jongho #Yunho #Wooyoung #San #Woosan #Yeosang #Mingi #Kpopimagines

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writecsn · 3 years

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ATEEZ reaction : S/O Waking them up with kisses

first post >< if you know my instagram then yes i am on tumblr too hehe plus um...sorry if the y/n in this reaction is described as skinny but srry i couldn’t write something more than this

no warnings because this is a soft doe cute asf reaction *sobs* gEnTLy (i wrote this after my science paper so do not fucking judge lmfao)

hongjoong

a soft but exhausted sigh left your mouth as you’ve been trying to wake your husband up for almost an hour now, an idea popped in your mind as a smug smirk spread against your lips “sweetheart, wake up” cooing it again you lean to plant kisses all over hongjoong’s face.

at first he wiggled and lean backwards as his eyes flutter open dramatically he smiled as he lazily brought up his arms to wrap it around your small waist.

“please, lets just sleep baby”

seonghwa

you turned around to see your husband’s muscles tensing up and wiggling as he shifted his position, checking the timing it was already late for him and you knew his members are going to be mad.

“darling” you softly cooed in his ear while you brushed his morning messed up hair. a smile spread across your smile as you looked at his sleeping figure. not so long after you started leaving wet kisses on his earlobe and behind his ear.

he chuckled and smiled cutely “good morning” he tilted his head over your lips as you kissed his forehead.

yunho

you softly got on the bed after making the breakfast, seeing his sleeping and now heavy figure, you got on top of him softly. making sure he doesnt feel uncomfortable. since you were light weighted he didn’t feel which you got on him.

one kiss planted on his lips, moving to his nose almost 15 times you kissed both of his morning chubby cheeks “ah” he grunted as you playfully slapped his chest “wake up bubba” you said.

his eyes opened, the smile he gave you made him look even more cute because of his morning puffy face. his cheeks were glowing not lying GLOWING.

yeosang

rubbing his back, he was snuggled in your chest like a big giant baby, light and soft snores leaving his lips. you couldn’t help but admire this state of him. he was pretty insecure about it but you were so confused whenever he mentioned it i mean like ?! did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

you leaned downwards to place almost 25 kisses at the same time on his cheeks which got him annoyed. he woke up with a grumpy look “come on baby wake up”

he looked at you with now his grumpy face, you pouted “not now, i want to cuddle with you and you can’t stop me” he rolled his eyes as he went back snuggling in your chest.

san

he was sleeping with hugging onto his pillow since you left to make breakfast, you could see his palms slowly moving and rubbing on the pillow like a baby, smiling at him you walked over him.

you laid your entire body on him letting him feel your weight, it didn’t matter to him anyways, “angel” you called him by the sweet name. no response, shaking him again you called for his name, again no response.

feeling tired of this you licked your lips to get it wet as you placed a kiss on side on his forehead, to his cheeks, to his jawlines and then to his ears. he giggled at the sensation as his eyes open lazily.

he shifted his position so your body would completely be on his bare chest, he then pouted his lips asking for a kiss, you knew your kiss always turns out to be a tongue one so you moved your lips back “no kisses you didn’t brush”.

mingi

“baby” you massaged his feet softly trying to wake him up, rolling your eyes at his loud snores you rubbed his buttcheeks and spanked them as he moaned “what you need” he said, interested.

nothing was working so you tried his weakness, moving up towards his neck you planted soft and wet kisses over his sharp nose, sharp jawline 3 times each. he practically smiled and giggled “bub don’t- i”

wooyoung

he was facing the otherside, where the window led so the sunlight ray was directly falling over his angelic face, he grunted and moved to your side keeping half of his body on you.

you moaned as you hit him up with a pillow, which irritated wooyoung as he clicked on his tongue “what the fuck” he sleeply said as you threw the pillow away and attacked him with a kiss.

he chuckled and found it cute “two more minutes i promise”

jongho

he wasn’t a deep sleeper but today, he was all tired so you deicded to make him take rest and don’t work himself alot. but it was 2:00pm already and you were bored.

going inside your bedroom, you jumped on the bed as you kissed his forehead while playing with his soft and smooth hair, he softly smiled at your touch.

you kissed his nose and cheeks, bopping his nose few times he kept flinching at your cold fingers touching so you decided to stop and go out, but he held your arm and pulled you on top of him “come here jagi”

#ateezimagines #ateezsan #ateez #ateezreactions #ateezxreader #ateezimagine #ateez x you

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armpirate · 15 days

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Soundleasure | Choi San || CH. 14

Pairings: Soft!San x fem!reader || Strangers to lovers, fake dating

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, online sex, ghosting

Warnings: inexperienced!San, fem!reader, masturbation, online sex, camboy, first times.

Summary: You can do whatever you please and be whoever you want on the Internet. And San knew that a little bit too well.

After finally following all the signs the universe was throwing at him, he started living a double life that no one was aware of. Everyone in his daily life knew him as Choi San, the reserved and quiet boy who wouldn't raise his voice, and would barely communicate with anyone outside of his comfort group. But only a few knew him as Soundleasure, the man with a sexy voice and a filthy mind that had their toes curling just with his narrations.

He never thought of the possibility of those two lives ever meeting, he had always tried for them to follow a parallel route and had always played safe to keep his friends from ever suspecting that side even existed. But his plans will start to crumble when he gets a little too close with one of his subscribers and she invades his real-self and altergo's universes without being able to stop it.

Y/n will not only help him to keep his secret from his circle, but will also show him there's more of Soundleasure in him than he'd like to admit.

Previous || Next

MASTERLIST

Aprox. time of reading: 20 minutes

Y/n: I already arrived!

San: Nice

San: By the way, sorry for the way Mingi showed up

San: He sometimes doesn't know how to read the room.

San: He doesn't know when he's interrupting others

Y/n: What did he interrupt tho?

She clearly knew what he meant. The environment in her car was too heavy not to know, and she was sure she'd have given in if Mingi hadn't reached her car to greet them. She liked his friends, but at that moment she was hating him with a passion.

It was funny messing with San, waiting for him to come up with an answer as he typed, and stopped, a few times before actually sending anything.

Y/n: Were you planning on doing anything?

San: Huh? No, of cuorse not.

San: Nevrmind

San: Have a good night!

He typed so fast, that he didn't even stop to double check whether there were any typos or not. He was so desperate to find an escape, that he didn't care about anything else.

Wooyoung huffed at the way San was hysterically shaking his leg at the corner of his eye, making his whole body squirm as he tried to hold back from calling him out for the constant move.

He was getting on his nerves.

—Can you stay still? You're making me want to rip that leg out of you —Mingi finally interrupted, huffing as he leaned to look straight at San.

—Gosh, you already met her father. You already went through the worst part. What's the big deal? —Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

The big deal was that it wasn't going to be a two against one like the last time, it'd be them two against absolutely everyone who attended the barbeque. One wrong word, one weird move, and they both would be done.

He couldn't disappoint Y/n that way.

—Just stay glued to Y/n if the problem is meeting new people —Mingi suggested, shrugging his shoulders—. I doubt she'll be annoyed with that.

—What if I'm left alone?

He didn't think about it when he agreed to show up at her father's house; that thought didn't cross his mind until Y/n mentioned it a few days back.

—Act like you're in a job interview —Wooyoung shrugged.

—But he's never been in a job interview —Mingi answered for him, confused at that advice.

—I know, I was going to explain myself before you interrupted —momentarily, he turned to Mingi, who instantly sat back in his seat, before he continued—. Keep a neutral face, don't talk. Just wait for the questions, and answer what they ask.

—You do that in job interviews? —Mingi interrupted again— Isn't that the opposite of what you should do? I've always been told you should speak and keep it as dynamic as possib...

—Who has a stable job, and who's an intern? —Wooyoung asked to get back at him, getting complete silence on his side— That's what I thought.

With that advice in his mind, San hopped in Y/n's car as soon as she sent a text to let him know she was there. On their way to her parents' house, his head was a bundle of different thoughts and tips, confused at how he should be behaving, except for the main information Y/n asked him to remember in case he was asked.

It'd be just that day. She only needed him to make as much as possible that afternoon, and then they'd break up.

He was definitely able to do that for her.

Y/n looked at him as she drove, hearing him answer back to all of her questions that were testing him. She was calm, it was only another day in her office personality, with all those same people she faked it for, but she was worried that it'd be a bit harder for San.

—I like your jacket —her comment worked to make some of that pressure vanish, making him raise his eyebrows surprised as he touched the zip of his black bomber—. Not the t-shirt though, I bet the whole outfit would look better without it.

It took her a second to realize what she said, suddenly stopping to press her lips together and try to correct herself. She wanted to say she hated that blue navy Patriots shirt with her whole soul, and it ended up sounding like she was hoping to see him shirtless. Although, after seeing him in that dressing room, she wouldn't really mind it.

His cheeks started burning after that comment, which he knew wasn't with that double intention he thought of almost instantly. It wasn't the idea of being shirtless in front of her, but that sweet and casual compliment coming from her.

—It's right, though? —he tried to know, looking down at himself.

Since it was a barbeque, he chose to keep it his style, mixing his style with that mature vibe she wanted from him. He wasn't quite sure the mix of jeans, team t-shirt and black bomber were a good mix.

—Hmm yeah —she quickly nodded—. What would you wear for a barbeque if it isn't that?

Just like him, she was wearing a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket. They'd be completely twinning if it wasn't for the horrendous Patriots shirt she thought he was wearing. It almost seemed like they did it on purpose.

San just looked around after silence slowly invaded the small space of her car, appreciating how beautiful the brown leaves looked on the trees that surrounded the road. He loved that kind of chilly weather, it always helped him to zone out as he went back to visit his parents at the outskirts of Boston.

Y/n turn right, getting inside one thinner road that allowed him to see the big house after she drove for a few meters past the tall trees that kept it hidden. He wasn't expecting the cozy familiar house that his parents had, but he also wasn't expecting that big palace, with a Victorian style.

Her car surrounded the small garden right at the entrance, managing to park her car in front of the few steps that led to the entrance of the place.

—Hey —she called him, aware of the small details that gave out how panicked he suddenly was feeling—. Just be yourself, and say what we talked about —her hand found a spot right at his knee—. They won't mess with you as long as I'm there.

Her joke seemed tougher for him, as she gave him one last skin over his jeans, making his skirt jump so high that he thought it'd escape his throat at any time, feeling relieved when she moved it away.

Before they started their way to the house, Y/n stopped next to him, offering her hand to him, opening and closing her fingers so he'd understand what she wanted. It was a tiny smile, almost imperceptible, but his eyes slightly squinted with that small curve, encouraging her to move her hand to his and intertwine their fingers together.

—We can do this —she assured him.

—We can do this.

His hand felt so warm as it covered hers, that it gave her that little push she needed to start walking. Unlike what he first thought, Y/n surrounded the house, following the stone trail on the side that led to the backyard.

His stomach squeezed at the sound of several masculine and deep laughs from afar, and the smell of braised meat.

It was real. They were actually doing that.

Her hand squeezed his the same way he tried to give support to her, trying to let him know that she was there whatever he needed -and whatever bothered him-, before they turned the corner and met with the big group of people reunited around the table.

—Here they are! —her father mentioned, excitedly.

They only let go of each other's grip when she moved to greet her father and mother, giving them a warm hug before she went back to standing next to San. Her father looked more relaxed and approachable, and it probably was because he wasn't wearing that three piece suit. Instead, his outfit was similar to the one San was wearing, with the only exception being the jacket that Harry wasn't wearing. Her mother looked elegant, but not because of her clothes. Her aura. As she approached him after her father shook his hand, her mother gave him a welcoming hug.

—I'd love to say my daughter was the one I heard about you from, but it was actually my husband the one who talked non-stop about you.

—Mom —Y/n scolded her.

—Come here, I'll introduce you to everyone.

It was incredible what football could do in the way people behaved around each other. From being skeptical of her relationship, to totally being all over San after they found out they both supported the Patriots to death.

It was better for her though. That should make things easier.

San scanned the table, trying to get familiar with all of the faces that were there. They all seemed to have that fake nice facade on their faces as they greeted him, and Y/n knew what those poisoned tongues were planning to say as soon as they got the chance. Although there was a particular person that wasn't hiding his intentions.

Tim looked at San from head to toe, examining his clothes, his body language, his gestures, even the way his bangs covered his forehead in a careless style. He looked even more mediocre in person.

—So this is the secret boy, Y/n? —one of the ladies, sitting at the other side of the table with the rest of the wives, asked.

—He's here. And considering you all knew about it, I don't think calling him a secret is accurate.

Her father turned to her, giving her a soft scolding look before she faked a smile right after. Time to start the act.

Her arm suddenly linked to San's, gluing their bodies together as her head rested on his shoulder.

—How could I even think of hiding him?

San smiled at that sudden cute act, looking down at her. Her head slowly turned in the opposite direction, hiding her face from the people sitting on the table.

—Hold my hand or something —she asked him.

When she turned back to the initial position, San's hand moved hesitantly over her, brushing her hair away and tucking it behind her ear. His fingers felt soft and delicate on her skin.

—Well, you didn't have a problem hiding other boyfriends before —Tim attacked as soon as they both joined them on the table.

—I wasn't serious about them, I think that's quite simple to understand —she answered.

Before the conversation could scalate, her father interrupted to let everyone know that some of the meat was ready for them to eat. San got up with the two plates, letting her get engaged in the conversation they were having across the table about the last product they were planning to launch. Although her father's attention was on the young man, and the way he asked for a knife to take the muscle fiber away from one of the filets. At first, he thought he just had that same hangup as his daughter had, only to realize he was cutting them for her daughter, handing her the plate of the cut meat before he sat next to her again.

—I think it'd be quite interesting to know how you two met —Lina, one of the supplier's wife suggested as they kept eating.

—I love those stories —Mark, her husband, seconded.

—We met through a blind date that a common friend organized —Y/n answered—. The moment I saw him, I knew it —her hand reached to his under the table, moving her arm exaggeratedly so everyone would guess—. We went to that restaurant on the bay, right? It was really romantic. He showed up with a big bucket of flowers... I'm not a big fan of those things, but I could tell he was genuine about it.

—How long have you been dating? —Miranda asked.

—A month —Y/n turned to her—. We hit it off since we met, and we haven't been able to move away from each other ever since.

—That's so sweet —Miranda fawned—. Are you also working in this industry?

—N... no —San finally answered—. I'm an engineer. Since I was younger I was always drawn to that —he laughed nervously—. I spent most of the time on the computer, so why not use it to earn money?

Y/n squeezed his hand tighter, trying to let him know that he was doing fine.

—That sounds like a tough job though —Tim scoffed—. I doubt it's way more than just sitting in front of a computer. Harry told me you've worked in Vancouver for a year, and I've always been curious about what engineers do. Can you tell us a bit of your daily work there?

—I don't think it's necessary to talk about work now —Y/n tried to get in between.

—And I don't think you're San, let the boy speak if he wants —Tim clapped back.

Right what they thought they wouldn't be asked about, came up on the conversation and on the hand of the man Y/n tried to warn him about. His brain was working hard to get through the sudden block he was going through out of nervousness.

—I worked as a web developer with .Net Core and Webix framework at two projects at the same time, I created a solution for multi-class text classification problem using SVM and Random Forest, Implemented Speech to text, optical character recognition, and face detection on the app of the company, used NLP for recommendation system, implemented full-text search with Apache Lucene... —he gave a quick stop— It's alright if you don't understand half of what I'm saying, and I hope you understand I can't explain any easily what they all are. I think you'll understand I can't give much more details because it's all confidential.

Y/n looked at him with wide eyes, getting lost in what he was saying after the second sentence, surprised by how convincing and serious he looked about it. Too surprised by his speech to even notice the way her father proudly smiled.

—Y/n is right —he turned to her—. It isn't time to talk about work now —after smiling at her, he turned to her father—. Sir, the meat was great, so delicious and tender.

He was in such a hectic and motivated mode, that he thought he'd explode.

After the lunch had gone by and they were finally alone at the other side of the yard, with the excuse that they wanted to be alone, Y/n finally took the chance to congratulate him for the good work he did during lunch, hitting his upper arm.

—I didn't understand a single thing you said, but it was amazing —she excitedly mentioned—. Did you see Tim's face? —she cackled— God, where did all that come from?

He didn't know himself.

He just didn't like the way he was feeling judged, and the way Y/n was almost being judged as a consequence. He was aware of that man's intentions with his question, and couldn't come up with any other way of shutting him up that wasn't that.

—I just used some things I've heard in class —he shyly answered.

—It was great —she answered back, trying to recognize his merit—. I didn't think they'd be so low to dig into your job like that, but you saved it so well, and you came up with something so fast... You left the standard so high.

More than proud of himself, he was smiling at how excited and fulfilled Y/n looked as she bounced on the spot. While, from afar, the same men that tried to interrogate him about his job were looking at them.

—I still think there's something off about him —Tim clicked his tongue—. They don't look like a couple that are crazy in love and haven't been moving away from each other for a month.

—Don't tell me you're still butthurt over Y/n dumping your son —Josh mocked him.

—What do you want them to do? Make out in front of me? —Harry joined them— I really think he's a good guy, and I'm really happy about my daughter settling down with someone like him.

His daughter seemed happy, San seemed to take good care of her... why would anyone, especially his own father, think ill of their relationship?

After watching the match at her parents' living room, basically pushed to be sitting apart when her father hooked his arm around his shoulders so he'd sit next to him, Y/n got ready to drive him home.

It had been a long day, and it was about time to get all that to an end.

They both were in silence all the way back to his place, with Y/n too deep in her thoughts. She didn't want to drop him off, she wanted to spend more time with him despite spending almost all day together. But she was unsure of whether he also wanted to be around her more than needed.

—You were great today —she commented, quickly shifting her eyes to him before moving them back to the road.

—Was I? —he sighed— I don't really know. But it does seem like everyone ate it up, right?

—Yeah. Linda was so into our date. I don't know what more details she wanted me to tell her. Maybe what color my panties were, or I don't know —she rolled her eyes—. But it turned out better than I expected.

San nodded with a smile, allowing silence to slowly kick back inside her car.

—Hmm, do you have something to do? —her question took him by surprise— I mean, it isn't that late. And since it turned out well, I thought we could celebrate we won't have to do this again.

But would it genuinely be a celebration?

—Yeah, sure —he nodded—. Why not?

It took her less than a minute to come up with somewhere where they'd be comfortable and calm. She had been there before a few times, with one of the several failed dates. She loved the place, to the point where it made up for the awful company she chose to have.

Except for that day.

The other times, there weren't that many people. And maybe it was because it was during weekdays. She should've guessed that showing up there on a weekend, right after a football match, wasn't the best choice. But they both still went inside, walking among the crowd until they found a free small tall table.

San went for the drinks and some chips before she could even think of standing up from the stool, thanking him after the hard time she had to manage to sit up there. Despite being noisy and crowded, it all turned calm and silent around them when he came back with the two bottles and the small plate, joining her back at their table.

—So, any feedback about today? —Y/n asked first.

—It was nice —he simply answered—. Everyone was quite... normal —he shrugged—. Except for that bald man that kept interrogating us.

—Ah, Tim —she nodded—. He's always been an asshole, don't worry. I bet he's still bitter after his son broke up with me, and I didn't want to take him back when he regretted it —she rolled her eyes.

—You were dating his son? —His eyebrows raised in amusement.

—For three years —she answered, eating one of the chips—. He is an unfaithful asshole addicted to crack, and Tim just tries to hide it by burying the others' achievements. That's why he picked it up against us two. I guess he was still hopeful that I'd take his son back one day. And I guess my father was also expecting that, at some point.

—That's why you did this whole thing?

—Well, it's a bit complicated —she tried to explain—. Tom is an asshole, but his family has stability and power. And I guess that my father wants to be sure I have that stability and power for the moment he retires —her lips grimaced—. In part, he does it because his partners will give him a hard time in regards to what I choose to do before he passes the torch to me, and I also think it's just a basic worry of a normal parent. But my dad seemed to miss the point that power and stability aren't just money and a name —she shrugged, moving her eyes up to him.

—If it makes you feel better, I think you'll be a great director one day —he assured her.

—Uh-hum, that's right —she agreed, smiling at his comment—. What about you?

San frowned at her question, not understanding where she was coming from with it.

—I opened up about why I do this, now you need to open up, too.

—Well, I lied and told my friends you were my girlfriend.

—I know that —she interrupted him—. But there has to be something deeper than that.

—None of my friends know about Soundleasure —he admitted—. I was sure they'd have searched up for you online or something, and I guess I was scared you'd tell them how we met.

—Tss, do I look like I'd tell strangers that I used to pay to listen to dirty audios?—she clicked her tongue— I rather keep that perverted side hidden as well —she softly added—. Do you enjoy doing those videos?

—I guess? —he shrugged— It's good to know I can do and say anything behind that name, because no one will judge me or look at me differently. It's like a shield. I manage to dig in on what I like or not, I do things that I wouldn't dare to do in my regular life, and behave in ways that would never cross my mind.

—But you're Soundleasure —she puckered her lips—. You're stopping yourself from doing that. I mean, it's not that your alter ego is a serial killer or a psycho. He's just more confident and eager to do things. You clearly find yourself comfortable in that position, but at the same time you stop yourself because you're scared of that change —her head tilted to the side—. You need to stop yourself from avoiding risks. You think too much about what others might think.

Before he could even answer, an elbow hit the back of his head, making it bang forward before he rubbed his hand against the spot that was hit.

Y/n had seen that group of men being overly loud and annoying, getting way too close to their table without being aware of it, because they were the type to think they owned the place and the people next to them only had to deal with it.

—Hey! I know it's weird for a gorilla like you to be around people, but you need to watch out —Y/n called him out.

—Excuse me? —the man was shocked at her comment, turning to their table again after hearing her voice over the chants.

—You heard me —she snapped back, annoyed—. You hit him, apologize.

—Doesn't he have a mouth to speak? —he turned to San— Does your girlfriend have to speak for you? —the man tilted his head— Why don't you just do what you're supposed to? Sit back on your seat, and keep your pretty mouth shut —he looked back at Y/n.

Something didn't sit right with him with the way that man was speaking to her. He could deal with someone being rude to him, and disrespecting him. But his blood boiled when he dared to look down at Y/n as if she was worth nothing.

—And why don't you take that big fat ass out of this place and do all of us a favor? —San suddenly spoke.

—Big fat ass?

—Yeah. You and your big foot complex are ruining the fun for all of us here. So get the fuck out —and suddenly, he was aware of who he was speaking to, and where—, please.

—The little princess knows how to speak —the man mocked him—. Let's see how you speak without teeth.

But before that man could approach him any closer, San's leg moved faster, hitting the heel of his white sneakers against the chin of the tall man before he could even take a step in his direction. Y/n was so impressed by the sudden move that she didn't realize the moment San rushed towards her, gripping her wrist and dragging her out of the bar as soon as all that confidence disappeared and he was aware that it was an eight against one kind of situation.

Y/n didn't doubt, she didn't stop to think anything, she just ran behind him, while he pulled her tight while those men chased them down the street.

—Where the hell did you learn to do that? —she suddenly asked.

—I did taekwondo when I was younger, I didn't even remember I could do that.

The smile on her face quickly dropped when she looked back and was aware of the men getting closer to them, momentarily losing them as San turned left at one of the streets, before he pulled her body abruptly to one of the nearest dark alleys.

Their breaths were shaky as they both hid in the darkness, with his body completely covering hers while the wall worked as a support for her back. It was all so rushed, it all happened so fast, that neither of them seemed to realize how close they were until the eight men ran past the same alley they were hiding at.

It was only then that he looked down at her to make sure she was okay.

Her parted lips were the most dangerous invitation, and their warm breaths mixing in the small space between them worked like the tightest pull between them. Once their eyes were linked among the heavy air, it was over for the two of them.

—You told me to take some risks —he whispered—. Let me take another risk tonight.

His lips felt soft against hers, even more than she imagined after seeing his pictures. They were definitely better than she could've imagined.

His pull was addictive, dangerous... to the point that it had her hooking her fingers around his neck, as she stood on her tiptoes, to make the kiss deeper. It went from a soft peck to a lip sucking experience that had her head running in circles due to the intensity. His mouth was clumsy, barely managing to keep up with how she was moving, despite him pinning her against the wall to glue their bodies even closer together.

He was inexperienced, the kiss was messy, but it was the most electrifying kiss she had ever had. They didn't even need to dig their tongues on the other's mouth to have her toes curling and her mouth gasping for air due to the intensity of her heartbeat.

It was the best kiss she had ever had in such a long time.

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mother-atiny · 2 years

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Falling For Her | Kang Yeosang

Genre - Fluff, Comedy

Warnings - Nothing, other than Yeosang being absolutely ethereal in that pic.

Word Count - 1.2k

Yeosang, your best friend, and you were hanging out at the house as you usually did on Saturday mornings. Your mom and dad were away, so it was just the two of you.

"What would you like for breakfast?" You asked, pulling out a cereal box from the cupboard and throwing it at him.

Yeosang furrowed his brows, holding the box away from him as if it had contracted a disease or something. You looked over at him before reaching for the bowls, he hadn't responded so you wanted to make sure he was actually listening, but when you looked at him, all you could see was that he was being picky again.

"Well, what were you wanting for breakfast?"

You really didn't want to cook this morning and the idea of actually having to mix something made you want to flop back into bed with a bag of crisps. But no one could really blame you, everyone had their eyes where the thought of exerting yourself made you wanna cry.

Yeosang gave you an evil smile, "Chicken?"

You rolled your eyes, climbing down from the counter. "Fine, but you're paying".

Stepping down completely, you slipped on a pair of slippers in the doorway and grabbed your sweatshirt, which by the way looked beautiful paired with a pair of Spongebob shorts you had owned since the 8th grade.

After grabbing his sweatshirt and the keys off the counter, Yeosang ran to the car, practically hopping inside. Only Yeosang, you thought, could get that excited over the thought of chicken this early in the morning.

You quickly followed after him, locking the door behind you with a spare key that had been hidden under the "welcome" mat for ages. Once you got to the car, you shooed him out of the driver's seat.

"Why can't I drive?", He whined, walking over to the other side.

You rolled your eyes as you took the keys out of his hands, "Yeo, not a chance. I don't want to have to explain to my parents that you almost killed us because you were being an idiot".

Yeosang shot you a glare, "it was ONE time".

Finally, Yeosang got into the car and buckled up. You slowly pulled out of the driveway, your fingers tapping on the steering wheel as you waited for a few kids to cross the street. Eventually, the kids moved and you were able to pull completely out, giving them a small wave of approval as you drove down the street.

"So, where were you wanting to get food?"

"McDonald's."

It wasn't far, but you expected better from the Chicken connoisseur himself.

You turned to him, disappointment was obviously heavy on your face. "Of all places in Seoul, you choose Mcdonald's?"

Yeosang shrugged, "It sounded good, and they have this new chicken sandwich that I keep seeing on TV. I want to see if it's any good".

You turned the corner to Mcdonald's, shaking your head. "I expected better from you Kang Yeosang".

After much debate on whether or not to go inside to order, you finally decided to just do the drive-thru. You ordered, paid, then took the food to your house. As you drove, Yeosang fed you french fries, mostly because he wouldn't let you reach into the bag, calling you a thief every time you took one (which wasn't exactly an exaggeration, because your fried potato addiction was getting a bit out of hand at this point).

After you got back to the house, you made a picnic in your room. You weren't very hungry, mainly because Yeosang had fed you so many fries on the ride home, but you still ate your food. Yeosang was unusually quiet when you ate, not saying more than a few sentences every few minutes.

The mood had completely flipped in a matter of minutes.

"What's the matter?" you asked as you sipped your drink.

Yeosang shook his head as he shoved a handful of fries in his mouth, "Nothing."

Okay, you raised an eyebrow, he never said "nothing", and he always spoke his mind. So something was obviously wrong.

"Sangie, tell me", you whined, laying yourself across his lap.

Yeosang rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Can I ask you something, Y/n?",

"Uh of course"

It was a little nerve-racking to face him, as he had never asked you any questions with so much seriousness.

Yeosang took a deep breath, "Be honest, do you like Wooyoung?"

After a moment of silence, you started to laugh, which eventually turned into cackling. You were laughing so hard, your stomach hurt and your eyes watered.

"Wooyoung? really?", You laughed.

Yeosang made a confused face, "Is that a yes or no?".

"No Yeosang", You replied, "Why do you care?".

Yeosang blushed and turned his face away from you, he remained silent as he looked at the ground.

"Yeosang", You poked his cheeks, " Do you like me?",

Yeosang looked at you with wide eyes, his face bright red.

"Wha-what, who told you?", He choked out.

Inside he was a complete nervous wreck, he could even feel his palms begin to sweat as your face cracked into a devilish smirk.

"No one, I was just seeing if that would make you crack. Which I was right about."

Yeosang blushed again, "I-i, Y/n! Why do you do this to me?"

Totally caught off guard, you kissed Yeosang on the cheek. Dodging the question like a pro.

"uh, what was that for?", He gulped. Every bit of awkwardness coming out in one sentence.

"Because I like you too".

Yeosang gulped again, he leaned forward until your lips collided and he kissed you softly. The kiss was sweet and gentle, but really REALLY awkward.

"Yeosang, now can I tell you something?", you giggled.

Yeosang nodded, "Okay".

You took a sharp breath before you spoke, "That was my first kiss"

" Mine too"

You both blushed profusely, then you heard the front door slam shut.

"Y/n! Yeosang!", Mingi ran up the stairs and opened the door.

You and Yeosang were still sitting on the bed, your face still close to Yeosang's.

Mingi stopped in his tracks, "Oh! Am I interrupting something?", standing awkwardly in the doorway. He already knew what was going on by the crap-eating grin on his face.

Yeosang glared at Mingi, "You tell anyone and I will personally kill you".

"I- fine", Mingi rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, Hongjoong wanted me to get you."

"Why?", You hopped off the bed and handed Mingi a food bag, "This is yours", you smirked, "IF"...

"If what?"

"IF you tell Hongjoong that Yeosang and I aren't home"

Mingi nodded and took the food as he ran back down the stairs.

You and Yeosang spent the rest of the day watching movies and hanging out at home, Mingi actually followed through with your request, and the boys all thought that you and Yeosang were with your parents on their trip, Mingi came up with that excuse when the boys started to doubt him. But, In the end, you not only spent a lazy but amazing day with your best friend, but you also went to sleep that night with your best friend and now Boyfriend, Yeosang.

#kang yeosang #cuteness #fluffyateez #ateezimagines #yeosangisbeautiful #love

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tashazone · 2 years

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send requests plz (^◕.◕^)

Heyo! I’m Natasha, an English major™.... which means that writing fics will be an constructive waste of my time :D In all seriousness though, I love writing so don’t be afraid to shoot a request my way!! You’re all very welcome to request more than one genre/idol fic ideas, and I’ll do my level-best to take all ideas into consideration! <3

!! I prefer to write fluff, but I don’t mind angst or even smut, just so long as the selected member is not a minor !!

Without further ado, the following is a list of groups I stan and will write for:

~ Ateez

~Enhypen

~P1Harmony

~Stray Kids

~Treasure

Hope to hear from you guys! (○｀ 3′○)

#kpop imagines #ateezimagines #enhypenimagines #p1harmonyimagines #stray kids imagines #treasureimagines #kpop

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inneratinyrebel · 2 years

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Ateez Reactions & Imagines - Meeting for the first time - Reaction ( Kim Hongjoong & Park Seonghwa) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1158199086-ateez-reactions-imagines-meeting-for-the-first?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=telli999&wp_originator=2BOpPtS7WrJYF7HvsEKxwOODROVRGSBuxWK1ChWnTyMneWei5TyAROtdsh6MPZ8zSuzQKNpD2TQFns%2FUaKTcO7WRCwCMn4%2F3C8QI2tE5XYzGbziRm7VPsNwP8wREENqQ Just a collection of imagines, Reactions and Most Likely To -Fluff -Smut Send in requests!

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wooyoungscftie · 3 years

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WOOYOUNG: Stop Talking

Genre: fluff,a bit of angst,hints of smutish behaviour

Summary: Wooyoung starts to be insecure again,so you have to show him how beautiful he actually is.

A/N: this was inspired by the picture Wooyoung posted on Universe,because this mf had the courage to actually say he gained 5kg,and now has to lose this weight again.He's freaking beautiful and he has to know this!

After Ateez' promotions for 'I'm The One' ended,the boys started to have some time off.Wooyoung and you took the time to look for an apartment for you two,since their manager allowed you to move in together,as long as it's still in the near of their company and the boys' dorm.Until then you're both hanging around in the dorm

"What do you think about this one baby?" Wooyoung asked you as he pointed at one picture in the internet.

It's a quite big one,with enough room for at least four people.You would personally find it too big,but Wooyoung really wants to have enough space.His explanation was,that you both had to plan for your future already.When mini you's and wooyoung's run around the apartment.

"This looks great.But can we talk about this later?I'm hungry and I want to eat something.Can we order some pizza?" You asked with puppy dog eyes.

"As much as I like to eat pizza right now,I can't" he said sitting up from his position laying beside you.

"Why can't you eat pizza?What's wrong?" You asked concerned.The last time he was having this behaviour he started his diet.

"I don't know if you noticed it,but since the promotions ended I gained 5kg.Now I need to lose it again"

Is he being for real right now?You hated it when he's talking about his weight like this.You never considered him as chubby,he had a bit of puffy cheeks and a little tummy,but that was it.

Of course you realized that he wasn't really watching what he was eating recently,but as if that's something bad.His cheeks got a bit rounder again,a little bit of chub started to form on his abs,and his beautiful thighs started to make a comeback.

"Wooyoung,you know you don't have to be skinny to actually look good?" You also sat up to directly look at him.

"But you know I feel more comfortable.I was so happy after finally losing 14kg,and just because I can't pay attention to my meals I'm gaining weight again.I don't like this at all"

"You're unbelievable.I told you this several times, you're fucking beautiful no matter how much you weight.I love you for who you are,and you should also love yourself."

"Y/N have you seen me?Have you seen how round my face got?How my abs aren't defined anymore?How thick my thighs got?"

"Wooyoung.Your face is extremely cute,I honestly like this more than your pale looking,sharp face,you yourself said that you prefer chest over abs,so you shouldn't care about this,and believe me when I tell you that everyone,Atiny's and myself,love your thighs more than anything.And now my dear boy,take your shirt off" you demand.

"I-what?" Wooyoung was visibly confused.

"Take your shirt off baby boy" you took out your domestic side with using your boyfriend's favourite pet name.

Being affected by the pet name he took off his shirt and layed it to his side.You put the laptop on the bedside table and turn to him again.

"I don't know what your problem is.Look at your abs, they're still there,so no need to worry.And now" you put your hands on his chest to push him down and straddle his waist.

"let me show you how beautiful you are"

#ateez #ateezreaction #jungwooyoung #kpop #wooyoung #wooyoungimagine #wooyoungangst #wooyoung angst #wooyoung fluff #ateez imagines #ateezimagine #ateezimagines

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yeobabesnotes · 3 years

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You

Reader x Wooyoung

Word Count: 1593

Summary: Let him treat you today

Y/N answers the phone call only to have her eardrums blown away by her ‘lovely’ fiancé, Jung Wooyoung. “BABYGIRL, what was it that we needed from the store? I grabbed a couple of things, but I don’t remember the rest,” he began by shouting then moving to a rapid-paced speech.

“Woo, this is the third time you’ve called how could you have forgotten? We just needed some damn milk for the pancake batter, is that hard?” she was beginning to get annoyed but managed to keep it at bay.

“No, but I am.”

“JUNG WOOYOUNG! Hurry your ass home I just want some fucking pancakes,” Y/N hangs up the phone and returns to making the rest of the batter, minus the wet ingredients. Today, as their Valentine’s celebration, they are staying home.

The plan consists of making breakfast together - Y/N making breakfast - and eating it while watching movies, then spending the rest of the day doing exactly that. Eating, watching movies, and cuddling all day.

Wooyoung takes his time going through the store purposely trying to annoy Y/N for whatever reason. He finally goes to checkout when something catches his eye; he contemplates it for a second then grabs it.

Placing all of his items on the counter, Wooyoung pulls out his wallet getting ready to pay. The cashier finishes scanning all of the items, “the total is $19.90. Big plans for Valentine’s Day I’m guessing.” Wooyoung’s cheeks redden slightly as he confirms the price, sliding his card.

Another twenty minutes go by and Y/N is beginning to get impatient again; she pulls out her phone to call Wooyoung again when the door latch clicks open.

“It’s about damn time you get here! Here, let me take the groceries,” Y/N goes forward to take the brown bag from Woo, but he pulls away while telling her that he’s got it.

He marches past her and right into the kitchen unpacking all of the groceries. The bonus items quickly go into the fridge and one into his pocket.

“I got the milk! How much do we need for our pancake? I want to mix it,” Wooyoung begins to get energetic like a small child, like normal, as he watches Y/N pull out the measuring cups.

She pours the milk and cracks the eggs while he mixes the batter. Together, they take turns pouring medium-sized circles of batter into the heated pan, and Wooyoung does his “best” to correctly flip the pancakes.

“Stop it, you idiot! You keep dropping them, just use the spatula,” Y/N follows him around as he runs, with the pan in hand, while still attempting to flip it. She smacks him with the spatula when he finally stops running.

“Look, I cooked this pancake perfectly because of my flips,” he shows off a perfect pancake.

“Oh.”

“You’re in charge of cooking now then Woo, I’m going to start our movie!” Y/N practically skips out of the kitchen towards the living room.

Wooyoung laughs as he watches her run out of the kitchen. Watching to make sure she left, he pulls out the strawberries he bought earlier putting them to soak while he chops up the almond bark getting it ready to be melted.

He finishes preparing for the chocolate-covered strawberries, and he finishes the pancakes. Wooyoung puts all of the pancakes on a platter, grabs plates and syrup, and walks to the living room balancing all of it.

Y/N sees him struggling a little bit, so she gets up to take the plates and syrup setting them down on the coffee table.

“I’ll go grab forks and knives for us,” Y/N begins walking to the kitchen, but Wooyoung runs past her then runs back with the utensils.

“Okay, then I guess I won’t grab them,” she sits back down at the coffee table in front of the food display they’ve finished.

“It’s Valentine’s Day let me do everything for you today,” Wooyoung tells her as he reaches to put a pancake on her plate. Y/N smacks his shoulder in embarrassment, “you don’t have to be this sweet today, I’m not used to it.”

He leans in to kiss her temple, “I’ll be like this more often so you better get used to it. I’ll need to be a caring husband.”

“Oh yeah, you totally will be sweet like this all the time, not screaming in my ears and wrestling me to the ground.”

“Totally.”

The pair laugh at the exchange then turn back to their pancakes. Wooyoung picks up the remote to press play, and then their movie day begins.

As they near the ending of the first movie, Y/N knocks her syrup-filled place onto her lap. She stares at the mess in shock for a few seconds before getting up to head to the bathroom.

“Wait here, I want to go run you a bath,” Wooyoung pushes her back down and runs to the bathroom.

He heads to Y/N’s cabinet with skincare items looking for her bath bomb stash. Once he finds it, he picks up a rose-scented one and a handful of rose petals. Wooyoung begins to run the water to a scolding temperature that for some reason his fiancé loves.

He tosses in the bath bomb with the rose petals watching the water rise. When the water is filled enough, he heads to get Y/N into the tub.

Wooyoung walks into the living room to see her sitting on the couch. It’s such an everyday thing but he can’t help but think how beautiful she is.

He sneaks up behind the couch and screams, “the bath is ready!” Y/N flies forward off the couch then gains her footing and chases Wooyoung as he runs to the bathroom.

Stepping into the bathroom, she stops in her track taking it all in.

She slowly steps forward to Wooyoung and holds out her arms. He immediately rushes to her, letting her arms wrap around his neck and pulling her close.

His lips meet hers for a second until he pushes her back and lifts her shirt. “Don’t let the bath get cold. I’ll go clean up the living room and finish up the dishes,” Wooyoung pulls her shirt off the rest of the way then shoves her towards the bath.

He watches her step into the bath and settle in before he walks then rushes out of the bathroom towards the kitchen. Wooyoung reaches the sink immediately pulling the strawberries out and laying them across some paper towels.

Turning to go get the plates from the living room, he sees the chopped chocolate sits on the counter waiting to be melted. He stops and quickly puts the chocolate into a microwave-safe cup then puts it into the microwave.

Wooyoung rushes to clean the dishes and heat the chocolate making sure it doesn’t burn. The strawberries are dried and the chocolate is melted so he begins to dip the strawberries, then lay them across the plate.

It takes about ten minutes just to have the entire pound of strawberries dipped in chocolate and put into the freezer; he doesn’t want to know how long it’s been since he started the cleanup.

Once they’re in the freezer, he rushes to clean the rest of the dishes wanting to leave no evidence of his creation.

While he finishes the last pan, Y/N wraps her arms around Wooyoung’s waist. She’s clad in a fluffy robe with her hair still wrapped in a towel, “you’re still doing dishes, baby? I could’ve helped you.”

He puts the pan down on the drying mat then spins to face his fiancé, “no princess, I got it. I’m already finished now.” He presses his forehead against hers, “let’s lay in bed for the rest of movie day.”

Y/N nods and heads off to the bedroom, “I’ll start the movie so hurry up Woo.” Wooyoung giggles at her cuteness. He quickly checks on the progress of the strawberries pulling them out of the freezer, then he checks to make sure he has the last gift still in his pocket.

Wooyoung goes to enter the bedroom, gifts in hand, stopping to look at his gorgeous girl laid on the bed; she’s still dressed in her robe, but her hair is now dried and flowing down her shoulders.

“Princess, close your eyes for a second I have a gift.”

Y/N slaps her hand over her eyes dramatically, “bring on the gift, husband.”

His smile grows as he walks towards her, placing the plate of strawberries on the bed, “open them.” She drops her hands from her face eyes meeting the plate. Her eyes snap up to Wooyoung, “did you make these for me? All by yourself?”

“I did, do you like it?”

Almost knocking over the strawberries, she tosses herself forward into Woo’s arms. She peppers kisses along his face, “I love it. Thank you, baby.”

Y/N sits back to grab a strawberry to eat but is interrupted by Wooyoung grabbing her wrist. He picks her up and slams her down back onto the bed underneath him.

“I got a third present for you,” he says pulling out the box of condoms he bought earlier. Wooyoung drops it onto the bed then shifts his weight to have a hand pressed to each side of her head.

He lets her legs wrap around his waist then grinds his hips down into hers.

“Do I get a reward for doing a good job now?”

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