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ateezthings · 9 months

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Stray Kids reaction: you cooking them dinner

Fluffy domestic slice of life

Pairings: each skz member x genderneutral reader (established relationship)

Warnings: food talk, mentions of knife cz cooking, slightly suggestive

Word count: 1.9K

Songs, that convey the feeling I was going for:

milk. – you're so

dvwn– fairy

someone, benjamin longman - true love will find you in the end

khalid - saturday nights

*~Chan~*

He was totally enamored with you. The fact that you were able to cook generally, making a meal from scratch with just some time, a few ingredients and your pretty hands.

As your were chopping up some veggies, he came up behind you, hugging your waist and laying his head on your shoulder.

"Channie, i love you, but are you sure you wanna do this while I'm holding a very sharp knife?" He immediately let go to pout a little.

"I can't help it, baby, I'm so in love with you"

"Is that just your stomach talking?" You chuckled at him as he leaned against the counter.

He playfully gasped. "I'm offended".

You turned your attention back to the carrots that needed chopping, the pan was already heating up on the stove.

"Oh, I'll show you that it's not just my tummy that's in love with you" He stated.

He carefully took the knife out of your hand. Swiftly, he grabbed your hips to press you against the counter.

Before you could protest he connected his lips with yours in a hungry (quite literally) passionate kiss. His soft lips moved slowly against yours, tongue making its way into your mouth. You could feel his grip on your waist tightening.

Suddenly his belly started grumbling, sounding like a beast that started roaring. You both stopped all movements, eyes wide open. After a second you broke away in laughter.

"Yeah, how about I help you cook, baby?"

*~Minho~*

"Jagi, you're not doing it right" He tried to take the whisk out of your hand but your grip on it tightened, not wanting him to take over. Ever since he came into the kitchen his only mission was to throw you off your cooking game, cause he wanted to see you flustered and blushed.

Not today, Minho, not today.

You were determined to make a delicious meal for your boyfriend since he rarely even had the time to sit down to eat.

"No, babe, I can do it. You can just relax, it'll be done in a minute." With that you turned your attention back to the sauce.

All of a sudden, his hand smacked your right butt cheek, making you jump a little. "Minho!"

Anither hand landed on your left butt cheek. "Whaat, honey?" He shot you the most innocent looking smile.

"I can't cook like this, you're distracting me too much." You half-whined, not wanting to spoil the only evening he had off this week.

"Well, then how about you take a short break?" He spun you around to look at him, his hands finding their place in the back pockets of your jeans again. He easily pulled you closer, working to connect your lips.

His hands made their way up to your waist, while his warm lips moved against your own in a slow rhythm.

*~Changbin~*

My god, was he excited. After you told him in the morning, he could expect a homemade dinner made by you, his true love, in the evening, he sent you texts almost hourly, asking you if he should bring something, help with something oder just praising you for doing this.

You got off early from work, picked up a shit ton of groceries and got to cooking.

When Changbin arrived home, he dropped all his bags and almost came running to you. "I'm so excited, baby. Can I do something, do you need something washed? Should I lay the table, what can I do?" He really was just an excited puppy, always wanting to help.

He continued to ask you, if you need help about 79 more times. After you reassured him you were fine and he could just keep you company, he gave you a tight back hug and wouldn't let go. He pressed a few kisses to the back of your neck. You couldn't really move in his grip, it was so tight.

"Binie, I think the sauce is about to boil over, can I-"

With one move he turned off the stove, without letting you go.

You turned around to give him a proper hug. "Aw, my Binie, you're so cute. Who knew it was that easy to make you happy." You moved your hand through his curly hair. Finally you embraced both his cheeks and pulled his face close. "I love you"

A small smile spread across his lips, finally closing the distance and kissing you properly.

*~Hyunjin~*

This one was completely mesmerized by your movements. Grabbing different vegetables, washing them, placing them on a cutting board and finally dissecting them with your knife, however you needed them.

You've done this about a hundred times, cooking being a hobby of yours. However it felt more special knowing you did it for your boyfriend and realizing he watched your every move so intently.

When everything was prepped and on the stove/ in the oven you slowly made your way over to Hyunjin. His lips were slightly parted, still being hypnotized with your movements.

You took his hands into yours and looked up to him sweetly. "Are you doing okay, Hyunjinie?"

"Do you even know how wonderful you are?"

"When you look at me like that, I think I'm getting an idea" You replied cheekily.

He smiled into the kiss that followed. Feeling his warm hands on your cheeks, you both got into it quite quickly, tongues meeting in the middle. A slow moan escaped your lips, after breaking away for a short moment to catch some air. The expression in your eyes was slightly dazed.

"Alrgiht, when's the food ready, I'm starving." Hyunjin exclamied, like he wasn't just exploring the inside of your mouth with his tongue a minute ago.

*~Han~*

"Oh my god, you're amazing for doing this! My baby is cooking for me!" He exclaimed after you told him what you were doing bringing four grocery bags into the kitchen.

After some begging you allowed him to help you chop some peppers. He was however a bit to eager with helping, talking all the time.

"Ow shit" you looked over to him and saw blood on the cutting board. He accidentally cut his finger.

"Oh no, Sungie, here hold it under the water, I'll get some bandages."

When you came back he was sitting on a chair pouting, making the biggest quokka eyes at you. You looked at him with worry.

"It hurts" Holding up his bloody finger, he explained.

It couldn't however been that bad because when you went to bandage up his finger he insisted on pulling you onto his lap, placing his hands on your booty cheeks.

When you were sitting on his lap, concentrated on cleaning up his wound, he gazed into your eyes with so much fondness, it made you flustered as soon as you realized.

He looked straight into your eyes and opened his mouth a bit, almost like he wanted to say something. But he didn't.

"What is it, Sungie? You're making me blush" you admitted uncomfortably.

"I just love you so much, i can't believe it... oh, and i love doing this." And with that he placed a short but sweet kiss onto your nose.

After seeing you all flustered and cute, he placed another one on your forehead. Making you blush an even deeper shade of red, he continued his kiss attack on your cheeks, chin and finally lips. You both sank into the kiss, like slipping under the covers after a long and intense day.

*~Felix~*

"I didn't know you could cook?! Like actually cook well? Why did you never mention it before, Y/N?" Felix stood in the door to the kitchen where you were currently putting the finishing touches on your homemade ramen, that you made especially for his evening off work.

"There's a lot you don't know about me, Yongbok" With that you presented him with two picture-perfect, steaming bowls of ramen. You gave him a cheeky grin. His jaw dropped.

"Woah, how did you- why, when have you... what did I do to deserve you?" He smiled so widely, eyes sparkling with adoration.

"Remember how hard you worked for the last comeback? That's your reward, I think" You jokingly replied.

He took one bowl from your hand, inspecting the boiled eggs, curly noodles, soft tofu pieces, seaweed and toppings you added.

As you both sat down and started to eat, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Oh my god, Y/N, that is delicious"

A smile crept onto your lips. "I'm glad you like it, my love"

Now it was his turn to smile fondly before leaning over the table to kiss you sweetly.

*~Seungmin~*

"What are you making me?" He playfully stuck out his tongue a little.

"I'm trying to recreate the creamy pasta you liked so much the other day when we were at that restaurant, Minie" You wanted to do something nice for your boyfriend since he's had a really stressful work week. You researched a few recipes, combined the parts you thought would work best and got to cooking: putting pasta water in a pot, chopping up garlic, spring onions and a zucchini.

Seungmin leaned against the counter for a while, just quietly observing you, lips slightly curled upwards.

You tried to do everything according to the recipes, which is why after a while Seungmin started to scroll through his phone. Every once in a while he showed you a funny tiktok to keep you company though.

"Do you want me to help you with anything, sweetie?" He must've gotten a bit bored because you were taking a while, measuring the ingredients for the sauce.

"Yeah actually, could you make the salad?" You were currently hands deep in your creamy pasta sauce.

"Uhh, I'm not sure how to do that... you're gonna have to give me instructions." He looked like a little lost puppy, eyes big, wide straight smile, you know the one.

He looked so endearing, you couldn't help but press a short kiss on the corner of his lips. "Of course, Minie"

*~I.N~*

"Y/N?" You heard your boyfriend's voice yell through your apartment.

"In the kitchen, bub" You answer-yelled. Having both hands in a dough didn't leave you with many other choices.

You'd decided to test out your somewhat decent cooking skills by trying a new, very challenging recipe for dumplings with Jeongin's favorite filling.

"Wow, what are you doing, babe?"

"I'm trying to make a dough for dumplings but it doesn't want to come together" You pouted in the direction of your hands.

Jeongin raised his eyebrows moving closer to inspect the dough. "Are you sure, you're not trying to poison me with that?"

You gasped in shock, grabbing a piece of dough and throwing it at him. He tried to cover his face, starting to laugh.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry, Y/N sweetie" Holding both hands up, signaling a truce, he moved to stand behind you and pressed a short kiss on your hair.

"I feel like it just needs some more water" He suggested. "Here let me help." His hands suddenly appeared next to yours from behind, trying to help with the kneading. He pressed a short his on the back of your neck every once in a while. After a few moments and with Jeongin's help, the dumpling dough came together well.

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luvbinnies · 4 months

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rollercoaster of emotions

sungchan just wanted to go to the amusement park with his two friends, unforunately for him, those two friends are absolutely smitten for each other

Genre: wonbin x Gn!reader. fluff humour. Warnings: mention of piss/pee, sungchan third wheeling. Rollercoasters, swearing (I think), I wrote this in three in the morning 😭 wc: 1.5k

A/n: I won’t be posting anything until probably next year since my last exam is the fourth and I should probably have been studying instead of writing this lol

“Wow I swear this is the most fun I’ve ever had at the park before.” You state as the game worker hands Wonbin the big penguin plush he had won for you.

“Yeah that’s because it’s your first time at the park for fun, and not to be working.” Sungchan replies, tired of all the complaining you do as a worker at the park.

“And you’re not spending half your wallet on stupid plushies.” Wonbin grumbles. “You’re the one with the job, why did I have to pay for your game, just for you to continuously lose.”

He crosses his arms around the toy not letting you have it. “I had to win for you or you would milk out every penny from my pocket.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at your friend in front of you as he frowns with a pouty face and turns the other way pretending to act upset, at least you think he was pretending.

“Bini, I was the reason you got in the park for free because I work here, the least you could do is let me hold my child.” referring to the penguin in his arms, but he still refuses to acknowledge you.

“Fine, let’s go get those animal ear things. I’ll pay for all three of us to make up for it.” You attempt to grab his hands, but really so you can get the toy from him. Wonbin knew what you were trying to do and wasn’t going to just let it happen after he watched you empty out his wallet and repeatedly fail, probably the simplest rigged game at the park.

Causing the two of you to wrestle for the big plushie. Sungchan has to awkwardly stand there as two of his friends who are so obviously smitten for each other fight over a toy like children.

The two of you almost trip when Sungchan barges between you two and captures the fake animal for himself. “Hmm, what to name you? Mr. Peepee pants?”

“What no that’s so stupid-”

“I love it.” You unintentionally speak up as Wonbin was talking.

“Yeah great name.” Wonbin wholeheartedly agrees. Sungchan watches as his friend helplessly simps over you as you start contemplating whether the first name should be ‘Uranus’ or ‘Neon’.

“You know what I think,” Wonbin starts and you give your undivided attention to him. Sungchan knows that you only do that for Wonbin, whether it’s intentional or not, he can see, everyone can see how you are with him. Maybe except you two. Somehow both blind to the other’s admiration.

“I think we should get those animal ear bands, antlers would look great on Sungchan hyung.”

“Yn, it’s not that serious.” Sungchan whines as you take forever in choosing which animal headband would look best on Wonbin.

There weren't any antlers thankfully for Sungchan, so the bear ones were a good second choice. Sungchan had mentioned how’d you look good with the frog eyes one, knowing fully well that Wonbin thinks you look the best in green.

No doubt about it, Wonbin literally said that in his sleep one time.

Wonbin was just staring at you going back and forth between a bunch of different animal bands, both of you too absorbed at what you were doing, not noticing the employees getting annoyed on how much time it is to take to choose a hair accessory.

“I think I got it.” You walk back to the two, biting back a smile holding the band behind you.

“What is it?” Wonbin asks.

“Close your eyes.”

The boy in front of you rolls his eyes but obeys your demand.

You gently place the band on his head with a stupid smile on your face as you admire your best friend, all sungchan can do is groan at the interaction.

You tell him to look and he opens his eyes to see you smiling down at him with a cheeky smile on your face. He thinks you look pretty.

Maybe bro was thinking out loud because you seem kinda startled and confused saying, “Yes you do look pretty, but you didn’t even get to see it yet.” Awkwardly scratching the back of your head.

Wonbin clears his throat with the back of his hand, “Yeah, but I m-meant it like a question. Is it pretty?” Heat rushing through his face as he tries to cover for himself.

“Yeah, pretty. You’re always pretty.”

Sungchan is just standing there watching his two friends awkwardly throwing glances at each other and turning their faces away as if they aren’t right in front of each other in the middle of the store. It’s taking every ounce of his to simply not drive off a cliff.

The awkwardness between the two of you passes when sungchan starts pestering them to go on a ride with him.

It’s kind of always like that with you two, teasing and joking until someone compliments the other on a thing and both the receiver and the one who complimented get flustered over it.

“Isn’t that like the fastest ride in the park?” A terrified Wonbin asks.

“I think I read somewhere that it’s all of Korea.” You mention.

Sungchan knows that everything remotely scary is absolutely frightening to the younger boy and you’re quite the opposite. You have the most irrational fear of pumpkins. Not Jacko lanterns, just pumpkins, claiming they are frightening to simply look at and that you will simply start screaming when in the presence of one.

“Wonbin you don’t have to if you don’t want to, I can just go with yn-”

“No I’ll go. I love rides.” He attempts to say as convincingly as possible.

Which confuses both you and sungchan. “Bini, since when did you like rides? You can barely handle the pirate ship ones.”

“u-uh, it’s I- that ride you guys want to go on, I used to go on it as a kid, it’s just been a while.”

Frowning, not convinced, “Are you sure? You know we don’t have to go if you don’t want-”

He grabs your arm, cutting you off, walking in the direction of the ride. “No, I’m sure.”

Waiting in line wonbin would not let go of your hand, instead of being worried that maybe he was frightened about the whole ride thing, or that people around you might think you two are those annoying couples in amusement park rides who can’t keep their hands off of each other.

You were really distracted at the fact you felt like you were losing circulation in your hand and everytime sungchan said some fact about the ride his grip would just get tighter and tighter, making you want to squeeze sungchan’s neck hard everytime he opens his mouth.

Finally when it was your guys’ turn Wonbin lets go of your hand so he can put your guys’ bags in the boxes. Only for you to realize that you guys were at the end and the cut off was before sungchan, as he was behind the both of you.

Before you could mention it and say that you didn’t mind waiting for the next round. Sungchan had pushed you and when you turned to him he just gave you a quick wink and started making kissy faces.

Rolling your eyes at him, you kind of figured that sungchan knew you might’ve liked your friend without you ever telling him so.

Getting into the seat next to wonbin at the back since they were the only seat available, the minute you touch the seat, wonbin’s hand is on yours all over again. This time it was shaking completely.

“Wonbin, are you sure you want to do this? Sure you went as a kid, but most kids don’t understand the concept of danger and you're shaking badly.”

You stare at him as his eyes are closed, taking in deep breaths slowly. Watching as they start to speed up once the ride starts moving. The best thing you could do is hold his hand in yours.

As the ride starts pulling upwards he speaks up, “You know I never understood as a kid people liked going on scary things like these.”

“Huh? Didn’t you go on this one though?”

“No, I lied.” His voice became eight octaves higher.

“What? Wonbin why?”

“Because I wanted to go with you, I wanted to be with you-” his voice ends his sentence with a shriek when the ride stops at the edge of the highest concave.

His hand was not squeezing badly onto yours and as the ride went down you couldn’t really be scared anymore.

Sungchan got off of his ride with the wind completely messing up his hair and a jump in his step. Walking to the exit, he sees his two friends waiting for him. He sees the two of you still holding hands from before and wonbin’s face hiding in your neck still probably shaken up from the ride.

Now he’s wondering which highway to sleep on tonight.

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hyhkai · 4 months

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# txt x toxic!reader !?

[18+ content. MDNI!]

a/n : i tried bro

it started off as just a match on tinder,, when yeonjun immediately wanted to meet you,, wanting to go on dates and spoil you. oh well, how will he spoil you when you're already spoiling yourself with his card? buying yourself everything you want sometimes even without asking him — jewellery, perfumes, and even lingerie. is he complaining? absolutely not.

coming out of your room with a pink and white, strappy lingerie from victories secret and making him stare at you in awe — going on your knees in front of him and rubbing him from above his pants — pretty nails on your fingers that are grabbing his so obvious boner from above his slacks that he obviously paid for. pull his pants down and give him the head of his life, making lewd noises because it pleases him<3 pull away and ask "you'll buy me that bag right?" to which he'd willingly mutter yes yes,, i will,, just make me cum.. — of course you will. but what he doesn't know is that you'll be calling him so many names. all you want is to be sucked off, right bitch? as you jerk him off in between sucking,, palm twisting as you reach his now red tip. and when he cums inside your mouth without warning because you just did it so good, get on his lap and kiss him, releasing his load into himself right back. that's what your pathetic rich boyfriend deserves, hm?<3

it started off cute with soobin,, being all intimate and romantic with him,, baking, cuddles.. little did he know, all you really wanted was his dick! every cuddle would end up in such a heated make-out, hickeys on his neck and your chest. he's a boob guy yk and finally, 4 months into the relationship, you're going on your knees in front of him, his boner so obvious from above his pants, pulling them down and wrapping your cold palm around his fat cock sends shivers up his spine and makes his breath hitch<3 sucking him slowly because well, — you're not getting any orgasms from this, are you? oh and it's so torturous to him, making him buck his hips up for more, and that made you mad. pulling away and slapping his erection, making him hiss from the painful pleasure. you should be happy I'm sucking your dick, whore. and he likes it when you cussed at him like that, making him blush. taking your pants off only half-way because god, you needed to cum. bouncing on his dick, eyes-rolling back because of how big he is. he's moaning too f-fast baby, slow- slow down! fuck! to which you reply with shut up and take it binie. after all, he's just a toy, a dildo for you, isn't he? <3

it's the fact that beomgyu likes it when you slap him across the face. he doesn't realize that all you're really here for is just his money and attention — and he likes it when you grab his face and overstimulate his cock, one hand working on his cock and one making sure he's looking you in the eye — huh, bitch? you love this don't you? such a slut. you murmured as his lips turned into a sheepish smile, loving the feeling and maybe even loving you. he's going to buy you anything<3 just make sure your tits are in front of his face as you ride him for yourself<3

taehyun looks at you with a blank face as you asked him— for only God knows what time — are you cheating on me? with an innocent expression on your face. he immediately shakes his head and asks why would you even think that way of him? you have your own reasons, don't you? and it definitely worked— he's immediately spreading your legs apart, pants somewhere on the floor as he plunges his finger inside of you, making you moan with a smirk on your face. your evil way to sex works like a charm. what if he's cheating on you next week?

you knocked on the door, with a fake drooped face as your ex-boyfriend, hueningkai, finally opened the door, not completely happy to see you. but he is internally happy as you take a hold of his hand, promising you'll change and treat him just the way he treats you. promising you'd never show up late to dates. and oh did he not say no to it. but the way your face started getting wet with tears as you asked him to give you another chance, it sparked something within him. you finally smiled and kissed him, lips crawling down his neck as you murmured a bunch of sweet nothings, which he thought were honest. oh, how you loved having a pretty boy wrapped around your finger, your little plaything<3

#txt hard hours #txt smut #txt x y/n #soobin smut #yeonjun smut #taehyun smut #beomgyu smut #hueningkai smut #hueningkai x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader

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justjams2003 · 4 months

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Fast Pace- 10

Summary: You're a hard-working Chef in Paris and after a freak accident run-in with Carlos Sainz, your life makes a 180. Let's just say with a certain agreement, you get your bills paid and in return stand in as Carlos' girlfriend for the press. But will you be able to handle the pressure and ensure the lines don't blur?

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Carlos Sainz x Sugar Baby!Reader

Warnings: I've aged up Carlos, he is 33 in this fic. Smoking, smut, sexual themes, age difference, manipulation, control, slight obsession, the word 'daddy', tell me if I missed any

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics and @s-silk

Taglist: @httpjeonlicious, @f1lov3r, @messersandmesses, @hollie911, @oriconde08 @thehufflepuffavenger1 @fanboyluvr @thatgirlmj @whyamireadingthis @oriconde08 @depressedriches @roseseraj @skepvids @sain55wifey @distinguishedvoidlady @amatswimming @sachaa-ff @lightdragonrayne @lazybot @dark-night-sky-99 @formula1mount @fangirl-dot-com @saintslewis @carlossainzwho @lordpercevalcharles @topguncultleader @kitixie @serp3ns0rtiae

Word count: 3,1k

Masterlist

Part 9~Part 11(coming soon)

"Carlos! Carlos! Carlos! Look! Look! Look!” Your excitement is uncontainable. There was a knock on the door early in the morning. You opened the door to a package in the hands of one of your security guards. With the name of one of the lesser-known clothing brands in Milan. You'd slept in the same bed as Carlos, and it’s brought you closer together. You jump on the bed, just barely missing his sleeping form, well, now no longer sleeping.

He doesn't even groan at your excitement. Instead, he wakes up with a smile. "Goodmorning, mi dulce niña, what has got you so riled up before 7 in the morning?” He asks, picking you up by the waist and placing you in his lap. "I got a package, see?” He rubs his eyes, now really waking up. He takes the box from your hands and reads the letter that came with.

"Dear, Y/N, we've seen your videos and would love for you to show off some of our best looks on the paddock. Gioia Bini.” He doesn't show much of a reaction, clearly though just a bluff, a wide grin covers his face. He grabs you and then pulls you close to him. His scruff tickles you as he places a thousand small kisses all over. Your neck, your shoulders, your cheeks.

You can't help but laugh, joy coursing through you. "I'm so proud of you!” His words feel like adrenaline through your bones. You can feel your childhood hopes and dreams spark alive again. This is a moment you'll be saving forever. Like a wallpaper for your mind. Because while he gives you words of praise you feel nothing but pure joy.

"Let me fit it, and you can help me chose when and which one.” The first one is that classic Ferrari read, never before have you realised how good you look in the colour. Or just how good it feels to see him look at you like that. As if you're worth a million, no, a billion dollars. The second one is a short, white dress.

"Mmh, a difficult choice. You know I love you in red, but I can't wait to see you in white.” "What?” Did he really just say that? Marriage? Yes, you're crazy about him, but you've only known him a month. But he doesn't answer. At all. He brushes it off as if he never said it. As if he meant to keep it in his mind or say it in Spanish.

He then checks his watch; he'd already gotten ready in his gym clothes. "We'll decide after the gym.” You smile and go to get ready for your everyday. "Okay, enjoy yourself,” yet before you could go change, he grabs you by the wrist. "Ah, ah, ah. You're joining me. Remember the deal?” The realisation hits you, he must be making a joke, he can't be serious.

Yet, he was dead serious about the smoking. He was dead serious about the healthy eating; you could see your hips becoming a bit softer and your legs just a bit rounder. His fingers come up to your chin and close your mouth. "You'll catch flies, why is this bothering you so much?” You rip your wrist from his hand.

"Fine.” You don't mean to sound so harsh, but you can feel the memories surfacing. You can't help but stare at yourself in the mirror. Does he not like your body? Does he want it different? Will he be taking your privilege if you don't go? You thought you were more to him? More than just a body. Is that why he won't touch you? He doesn't think your body is good enough yet?

"You're killing me,” you're heaving heavily. Squeezing your sides from the stitches as you hang over the treadmill. All while your sugar daddy and your shared personal trainer is laughing at your reaction. "You! This is all your fault. I thought you-” the word love plays on your tongue. No, he can't possibly love you. If he does, there must be something wrong with him.

"-cared for me! And now? Now you're trying to kill me.” You just barely peer over to him. He hasn't even broken a sweat and yet he's done 3 times more than you. "It's just a 10 minute run, Y/N. I understand you had that classic French diet, but we have to start somewhere.” Rupert explains, trying to encourage you.

It doesn't help, you can feel your lungs burning. But Carlos knows. He knows what motivates you, he knows what pushes your buttons. He tells Bob to go fill out your water bottle again. Then he does the same as before, lifts your chin and then brings your ear close to his mouth. "Come on, show Daddy you'll be able to keep up with me.” He shoots you a wink and before you know it, Bob is back.

Your cheeks are bright red, and you just hope and pray that the trainer will think it's from the exercise. "Alright, Rupert, peak health. As good as a high-performance athlete.” You send Carlos a wink, hoping that it has the same effect on him as it has on you. It doesn't he doesn't blush, not once, in fact his smirk grows wider.

"Carlos did what?” You bite your lip at Alexandra's reaction. "He gave me his card and told me to go shop.” Kika lets out a laugh. "We heard you; we're just shocked.” You look at the both of them, their opinions matter a lot to you. You want what they have, what they are. You want to join them on their girls-trips and always enjoy the hospitalities with them on the paddock.

"What? Does Pierre not do that?” You ask, feeling a bit like a deer caught in headlights. "I wish." She scoffs taking a sip from her drink. "Neither does Charles. I mean, he does give me presents and naturally we go on vacation together, but rarely does he just give me his card.” She still looks a bit taken back. "His Black Amex at that too.” Kika interrupts.

The realisation of just how different your relationship is hits you. You didn't think from the start that they're sugar babies, but you thought at least their boyfriends would treat them the same. Or at least, similarly. Even so, for the most part your behaviour seems more girlfriend than sugar baby. Should you be acting different?

"And the car too! Kika, did you see her car?” Alex calls out, putting down her drink. "Car?” Portuguese girl asks after swallowing her bite. Alex squeals and then pulls out her phone. At the moment, you feel like an outsider. You feel like they're gossiping about you, even if you're right next to them. She then shows Kika your Instagram, and they both swoon. Has she been watching you?

"You follow me?” She chuckles and nods, "Of course, girl, I've been stalking you since Charles told me Carlos got a new girl.” You chuckle, this all feels so schoolgirl. As if you aren't surrounded by some of the riches people on earth. "So, he's had plenty of girlfriends then?” She thinks for a moment, before backtracking on her words.

"I wouldn't call them girlfriends. They're more like flings than anything. But you... I think you're here to stay.” She takes your hands in her own. "Why do you say so.” Before she even starts speaking, she leers over her sunglasses to Brutis and Otis. "Because they've never been here before." You regret wearing the claw-clip now, because you're so ready to hide.

Kika finishes her drink, "Yeah, do they follow you everywhere?” She asks while turning back and waving to them. No reaction on their part. You sigh, letting go of Alex's hands and hiding your face. "Ugh, yes, it's Carlos' only fault. His protectiveness." Alex laughs and then shrugs. "It makes sense, the fans can be more dangerous than you realise..." It feels like the same speech he gave you.

"Yeah, didn't you see all those videos at the concerts? People are throwing things these days..." Kika agrees with Alex. If three people think the same, maybe it is logical? You haven't told Ilsa or Jasmine about them, you already know how they'll overreact.

"I guess he's just worried about me," both of the girls only hum, but like classic good friends they give each other a knowing look. "But they're not much fun, are they?" She reads you like a book, they've been such a drag. A looming figure you just can't get rid of. And you know other people are staring more at them than they are at you. After all, you're not even that famous. "Why don't we ditch them?" Alex asks, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "I don't know, I don't want to stress Carlos out. With the practice and all, I don't want him to get hurt..."

They both groan and boo at your hesitation. "He's not your dad, you don't have to do everything he says." Kika gives a sharp side eye, but she too has the playful aura. "Yeah, all three our boys are busy right now. We won't be bothering them. You can barely reach them when they're caught up in the media like this." She's right, so far you've just been sitting here eating lunch with them. After that, you have no idea. Carlos has so much to do and you honestly don't feel like getting in his hair. "Oh alright, how are we going to do this?"

"Woohoo! Isn't this so much more fun than sitting around with those old men?" You can barely hear her over the sound of the radio. You're driving down the streets of Milan, again. This time an even bigger budget in mind with your new girl friends.

Even better so that those two boys aren't here to ruin the party, they'd been blowing up your phone and you've been gladly ignoring them. Gucci scarves, Prada heels, Hermés handbags, anything you could dream off. All the while the three of you go crazy on your Instagram. Showing everyone the life.

"Oo girl, Carlos is going to attack you like some vicious animal when he sees you in that." Kika smirks as you all fit the lingerie on, after all the shopping and treats you all feel much closer together. You can only laugh, too ashamed to truly speak of all that is happening. Alex whines and places her head on your shoulder. "You really have the perfect guy." You can only laugh at her. "And what? Charles Leclerc is a deadbeat?"

He's getting paid more than Carlos, he's more stable with Ferrari than Carlos and they've been longer together than the two of you. She laughs and admires herself in the changing room mirror. "I really like him, don't get me wrong. But he's not obsessed with me like Carlos is with you."

You blush and begin changing back into your clothes. "I wouldn't say he's obsessed with me." You both leave the changing room at the same time, conveniently with Kika outside still deep in your conversation.

"Girl, have you seen the way he looks for you? All he does for you? What has it been? 6 Months? I would marry that man already if I were you. Just to make sure he doesn't get away." If you had a drink you would've spit it out. "Kika! It's a bit early, don't you think?" You're glad she shares your shock, otherwise you'd be certain that they're both crazy. "Not at all." You all three laugh at her, now you're really enjoying yourself.

The ringtone rings, Sade's Smooth Operator plays due to the ringtone. "Speak of the devil." You say, holding up your phone after paying. You answer the phone while walking out the doors. "Where the fuck are you?" You can't help but let a laugh escape. He must be joking or something, you've never heard this time from him. He's never been aggressive towards you, ever. "This is not something to be fucking laughing about. Get back to the hotel, now."

You fall back, behind the two girls, not wanting them to listen to the conversation. "Why? It's not even," you go to look at the time only to realise free practice has long since ended. Not to mention, it's almost 5. "Oh shit..." You mutter, not realising how long you've been out and about.

"Oh shit is right. Get back to the hotel. Now." His voice is much sterner than you've ever heard him be. Comparable to the rage you've seen in the videos, after he's been let down by his team, again. Have you let him down?

You open the hotel door. All while taking off your heels and putting them to the side. "Carlos?" You call out, not seeing him lounging around, likely guessing that he's changing. In your mind, he's supposed to go to the gym right around now. The trainer has kept your sessions three times a week for now. However, walking further into the hotel room you see him on the balcony. In his workout clothes, his back faced to you with the setting sun of Italy in the background.

"Carlos," he doesn't look to be as angry as he sounded on the phone. Then again, you've never really seen him angry. He turns to you, now you can truly gauge his emotions. "Where were you?" You go to answer him but he raises his hand. "More importantly why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Anger, yes, it's prevalent, but more importantly you see fear. Utter frustration in his eyes, he looks like he's ran a  marathon.

You shrug, inspecting your still un-pedicured toes. That was one of the many things you plan on doing with your mom next week when you visit. "I didn't want to bother you. You were busy with the media." He scoffs at your words, his dark hair moving with his dramatic reactions. He repeats your words in a mutter. "So you thought it would be better to scare the living shit out of me?" He does look truly terrified. His usually soft eyes are now hard like rock. Like the amber stones his eyes so resemble.

"Do you know how it felt? I was in the middle of a drivers meeting. I thought someone took you from me!" You see tears form in his eyes. His backlash has a similar effect on you. You can feel the rock in your throat and the burning in your jaw. Yet still you don't dare say a word, after all you have nothing to say.

"Worse even, I thought you left me. I thought that they had said something that made you leave. That you realise you deserve much more than me." This makes you laugh, or maybe it's just to keep the sobs from escaping.

But the laugh seems to pierce his heart. "You're laughing? I'm ready to burn the whole of Italy just to find you and you're laughing?" Now, now you see anger. Raging burning anger. Like it's been locked in a cage and now it's free and gulping up oxygen.

"No, Carlos. It's funny to me that you think I deserve better? You quite literally took me in from the streets. Fed me with Caviar, clothed me with Gucci and cared for me like a king his queen, expecting nothing in return. And yet still believe I deserve better?"

Now it's his turn to laugh. You can see his fighting a battle in his mind. What to say and what not to say. "Can't you see? In five years I'll be washed up. Not a single Championship to my name and my money spent on stupidly expensive watches and cars that don't even hold one shopping bag. But you, you're immortal. Your beauty should be and I'm convinced will be remembered until every last mind withers from this earth.  Every single dime spent on you, is for the betterment of humanity."

How on earth can you really mean so much to him? What is it about you? How can one glance from an alleyway have this man in tears in front of you. You can't control yourself, you just need to feel his arms around you.

You need to hold him and comfort him. Tell him you'll stay forever. How sorry you are and that it won't ever happen again. And he lets you. He lets the tears fall in the crook your neck. His grip tighter than you thought possible. To the point where it aches. But, that's what love is, right? It aches.

He combs his fingers through your hair, whispering words that you'll never know what they mean. "Estoy obsesionado contigo. Si no puedo abrazarte por el resto de mi vida, entonces no tengo vida que esperar. Si no es en tus brazos donde muero, será en ese maldito coche de carreras, aunque tenga que asegurarme de ello."

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✧ ˚.bf!minho texts 💚

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✰ pairing: bf!minho x gn!reader

✰ warnings: reader and lee know use nicknames [baby, kitten, the whole works], minho gets clingy in a few of these

✰ notes: this is literally the first time i have ever done this, don’t judge pls haha, i hope you enjoy! [from: sana 🤍🤍🤍]

masterlist | requests open!

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s-uwu-binie · 2 years

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꒰ ° boyfriend txt’s reaction to their s/o who has ed ꒱

➻ txt x reader (gender neutral)

➻ angsty fluff

➻ warnings: mentions of eating disorder, sensitive topic

⤷ loving boyfriends who don't fail to continue helping and supporting you <3

[yeonjun]

this man is so understanding. he will take immediate action in being the most attentive significant other. the moment you opened up to him that you were struggling with eating, he was by your side, eyes already looking so deep into your soul as he searches for an answer that will help you. yeonjun also stuck numerous sticky notes with sweet and genuine encouragement written on the paper on every mirror in your house. he is so supportive of you, always encouraging everything that will be good for you. all of course after getting your approval that you are comfortable with him supporting you.

[soobin]

soobin is a guy who prioritises people he cares for, and with you being one of the most important people he cares for, he will take this very very seriously. but not to the point in where it is overbearing and overwhelming for you. he always knows what to do at times where you feel uneasy and felt that you need to do more than you should. rest assured that soobin would be at your side, with your favorite blanket in his arms as he delicately wraps his arms around you. he also definitely erases the calories on every snack you eat. he loves you so much and there won't be a time where he isn't by your side.

[beomgyu]

might already be aware of it before you even say anything. he's really caring and very tender when it comes to your health. he offers different ways to help you in your times of need. there was even one time where he travelled all the way from his hours to yours in the middle of the night because you called and said that you needed company. both of you actually have a certain time in a day scheduled for just being in each other's arms as he listens to every word that slips from your mouth. he won't give you any room for doubt, as he will always be there by your side.

[taehyun]

he pays attention to every single detail about you, so i just know that he already had an idea about it before you even said anything. and just like the others, he is very gentle with his actions and words. taehyun makes sure that you are comfortable in your own body, no matter when you feel like you have to do something about it. taehyun also bought you a journal which he filled with essays of how much he loves you the way you are and nothing has to change about you. in his eyes, you are perfect. the most attentive to your health, so you won't have to worry about anything as long he's there.

[hueningkai]

caring. just so so so caring and gentle with you. he initially didn't know a lit about ed but after you explained it to him, he didn't waste any time in opening his phone and researching about it. he wanted to understand it, in order to give you proper advice. hueningkai makes a schedule for the both of you every week that ranges from watching a movie in the cinema to night walks. he is so careful with his actions and words that it honestly makes you melt right on the spot. and just like the others, he is also patient with you. your health is his priority and he makes that known to you.

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No Kisses | KTH Chapter VIII: Idiots at the Pre-Party

Pairing: Captain of the Football Team fuckboi Taehyung x Class President goody two shoes Reader

Genre: FWB AU-ish, enemies to frienemies? with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff, angst?? I guess

Summary: It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Chapter VIII: Idiots at the Pre-Party || Series Masterlist

“Homecoming is next week, so whatever last-minute task your committee still needs to finish, let anyone else know. Parade committee, I know you asked a bunch of us to help you this weekend. Do you know what day and time?” You summarized the last agenda for today. A representative, Yuju, stood up to report when to meet up before sitting back down. You adjourned the meeting and freed both the council and Football team.

You needed to be on it for the next few days. You felt like you were slacking off, though many of your council members reassured you that you had a lot on your plate. You’ve bounced from meeting to meeting with others clubs and the administration while also doing your schoolwork. This is where your Type-A personality came out because you needed everything to be perfect, paperwork viewed and revised, caterers and sponsors all set and ready to go, not a single speck of insight, not a hair out of place, and certainly no distractions.

You pushed your glasses up before turning away to gather your belongings. You were in your little bubble, mentally checking your list on anything you might need for tomorrow and later days when you felt someone behind you, and you knew who it was.

“Baby.” The voice calling you brought an ache to your heart. You wanted to so badly hold onto him and never let go, but you quickly remembered what he did. You didn’t even need to tell him how you felt about it because your actions said it.

You threw everything in your backpack and shouldered it before leaving the council room, not sparing a glance at him. “Soobin! Turn the lights off and make sure the doors are locked!” You yelled, startling the younger but taller boy.

“Yes, ma’am,” He responded. It was a bit harsh to do, knowing that he saw you in a crying, broken down state, trying his best to comfort you. He didn’t know what was happening but patted your back and told you it was okay.

But it wasn’t okay.

You were grateful for him not asking any questions and asked him to not tell anyone what he saw, to which he stayed true to his president.

Unlike someone.

You continued your council meeting afterward with puffy eyes and a fake ass smile which concerned your members but didn’t bother to ask. They didn’t want to trigger you.

You sped through the hallways, trying to get away as fast as possible. Being in those meetings was an absolute pain, and it hurt when you saw him there. He stared at you intently with longing and pleading in his big brown eyes. You felt them lingering on you every time, but you shared no glances. You went about your business with your stoic facade.

Because, in reality, your heart was heavy for him, and you wanted to be with him. Seeing how Taehyung kissed Bini showed your true feelings. You didn’t just have a crush on Taehyung. You absolutely fell in love with him. You love him.

But he did that to you. He told you he never kisses, which were usually his hookups, and you understood. You thought you were like them, yet your heart still knew there was no chance of him thinking differently of you. But it didn’t hurt as much as now. He kissed you, kissed all the time that day, and never wanted to stop. You gave yourself a sense of hope that maybe you were someone special.

Yet he kissed another, his ex, in front of you.

Maybe that whole “no kissing” rule was a complete fraud. A scheme for people to continue these sexcapades with him, then he kisses you into thinking you were someone of importance to him, that you were the only one for him.

He did so much for you, bringing you out, helping you clean, giving you pet names, comforting you, buying food for you, all while showering you with so many compliments and stolen touches that made you feel so loved. He acted like he cared. He made you fall harder for him. He made you love him.

Oh, no. The tears were welling up again. Come on, ___. Just leave the school, so you can go home and cry peacefully.

“Princess!” He called out again from the other end of the hall, but it only made you run like a track star. He followed suit, but you were far, away from his reach and failing once again. It became a routine over the past days.

No surprises here when you’ve been ignoring Taehyung. You’ve done it before, and that led to things. But this time, you were brutal. You don’t answer his calls or texts and even his voicemails. Yet you were weak enough to allow yourself to hear them because you wanted to listen to his voice when you cried for him. You were so cold to him; you didn’t even bother snapping back when he made comments to get a reaction from you. But that was only once because Taehyung was nothing but sweet, gentle, and desperate to talk to you. You simply continued and focused anywhere else but him.

You missed him so much, but you knew it wasn’t a good idea. You were an idiot falling into his tricks. You knew he was a fuck boy, but you turned a blind eye. It was all an act.

You were in the comfort of your living room. You changed into your long pajamas and bundled into your fleece blanket. You played your broken hearts club playlist, sobbing to Hate Everything by G Soul.

How fucking fitting.

While in your sorrowful condition, you’re impressed with yourself for hearing the knocking at your door when sad music played loudly. You got up slowly, fearing who it could be. You couldn’t even peep through because your front door didn’t have that, so anyone was a surprise.

Though you refused to talk to him, if he was at your door, you were terrified of how fragile you’d be because you might forgive him right there. You didn’t want that, but seeing his face would make your heart hurt and skip a beat simultaneously.

The knocking was more profound, forcing you to move faster. You breathed in to prepare, then you opened your door. Being disappointed but very grateful that it wasn’t Taehyung, you were met with three pairs of eyes.

Your stomach dropped, cursing yourself that it was time they confronted either you or him about this weird thing between us. You haven’t spoken to them about the incident. They knew what happened with Taehyung and Bini, but your response and how he’s been made them think that something else was going on that they weren’t informed with.

They wanted to give you time to open up, but the tension was so strong, dammit. They couldn’t take it anymore. First, Jimin tried to talk with Taehyung, but he avoided him badly. The only communication was through Seokjin. Seokjin reported to Jimin that Taehyung was ashamed and couldn’t face his best friend just yet, knowing what he did to his cousin. It only left Jimin confused about whatever the fuck happened between you two.

Jimin was looking for answers; moreover, Hoseok and Yoongi were concerned for you. They knew you liked Taehyung, but you seemed greatly affected than assumed. They thought you were letting go of him. You’ve been giving him the cold shoulder while he chases you like some lovesick puppy.

They brought you some pho, knowing that you were self-deprecating. You all sat around your table while they watched you eat. They observed how skinny you’ve gotten, not caring for yourself, and stressing out with everything. It only intensified with a broken heart and loving the dreamy quarterback.

“We gave you time, and now we want to know what is going on between you and Taehyung.” Jimin was the first to speak.

“Nothing.” You lied.

“Doesn’t seem like nothing, especially seeing you cry listening to your broken hearts club playlist!” Hoseok commented as he leaned back into the chair. “___, please make it easier for us. What’s going on?”

“Jimin, look—”

“Did something happen after you fucked him?” Yoongi blurted out, sipping on his soft drink.

You just lost your appetite and wanted to crawl in a hole. “Yoongi!” You pushed your food away and crossed your arms. It was like Hoseok knew Yoongi was about to pull that shit because the Vice President tightened his lips and nodded.

As for Jimin, he didn’t know anything, so he was left dumbfounded. “Excuse me, what? When did this happen?” He exclaimed, focusing his attention on you, trying to get your eyes on him. With your avoidance and fiddling of your fingers, he clearly knew that what Yoongi said was true, but he needed to hear it from you.

“I—“

“____, don’t lie to me.” Jimin interrupted, knowing you were going to try something. “I won’t get mad. In fact, I’m not mad at you, I swear. I just want to know because the two people I love and care about are hurting, and I don’t know why.” Your eyes averted to him. He was nothing but genuine in his statement. He reached for your hand into his and rubbed your skin for comfort. “I love you. Please tell us.”

You wanted to cry again at their gentleness for you. Tears were on the brink of falling, but Hoseok managed to wipe them away with his thumb. Yoongi stood up and gave you a hug, whispering, “It’s okay.”

That’s when you broke walls down and let everything out. They only wanted you to feel better, and it only hurt more when you told them everything, from what first happened in the council room to losing your virginity to your secret affair with the one and only Kim Taehyung. You told them how he kissed you when he was here last week. He fed you all this hope and ultimately crushed your spirit when he kissed Bini.

Eventually, your crying died down, with only sniffles here and there. When you finished your narrative, the room was silent as the others processed all that you said. Unfortunately, your best friends knew something like this was bound to happen after you first slept with him. They understood why you did what you did and why you’re acting like this. For that, they didn’t like Taehyung and wanted him to feel your pain.

However, this was all new for Jimin. He didn’t know you liked Taehyung this whole damn time. You could have been together sooner, but you were idiots and made everything harder than needed. He didn’t say that, though. He stayed quiet as he processed his emotions. But before that, he needed to tell you another bitter truth.

“Can I be honest and say he also kissed Bini at the party?” Jimin sighed when he saw your eyes grow dimmer. “Seokjin and Yeonjun told me. But they said he was drunk.”

“Wow, and then he came to me to relieve himself?” You assumed the worst. You didn’t want to believe it, but the thoughts were eating you alive. “So he broke his rule for her. Drunk or sober. I knew this was going to happen. I’m stupid!”

“You’re not stupid, ___. You did what you could. It just so happened to end up this way.” Yoongi comforted. “Anyone can go through lengths when you’re in love.”

“Wait, not a crush, but you love him?” Jimin asked. You nodded weakly. Suddenly, you noticed a rare sight of Jimin being angry. He hated seeing you like this, crushed and crying, especially at the hands of his best friend. “I’m going to fuc—”

“Don’t, Jimin.” You shook your head. Though he broke your heart, you still defended him. You were in on this, too, even if you felt like shit. “That’s why I didn’t tell you or anyone at all. I didn’t want you to worry about me, and I didn’t want what I did with him to affect your friendship.”

“B-but, you’re my cousin first, and I will choose you over him.” Jimin countered, standing up and pacing around your apartment. “Look at you! You still got hurt by him. This isn’t right!”

“Anything about this isn’t right.” You responded, following his movement. “You shouldn’t be angry with Taehyung. This was my decision too. I hate him, but he isn’t at fault.”

“Can’t believe you’re protecting him.” Hoseok smiled sadly. “You really do love him.”

You nodded, agreeing with him. You do love Taehyung for months. It won’t go away within days.

“I guess that “no kissing” rule is complete bullshit then. Maybe he told people that rule, so when he does break it, it makes them feel special.” You muttered, slowly accepting the statement.

Jimin shook his head, denying your assumptions. “No, I can tell you that Taehyung is serious about that rule. It’s so important. He didn’t tell me why, but he swore on his grandparents’ grave.”

“How is that even possible? He did it to me and Bini.”

“True, but Bini was his first love and girlfriend. She meant something to him, at least in the past. I’m not sure now?” Your cousin pointed out. “I’m assuming that you clearly mean something to him if he kissed you. ___, just look at what he’s been doing. He’s been trying to get your attention.”

“Whatever, I don’t want to be part of some fucking love triangle. I refuse any type of sick harem he may want. After this championship, I won’t need to deal with him anymore.” You boiled with rage, releasing more feelings to keep you from weeping.

“You say that, but you became fuck buddies.” Yoongi mentioned the obvious. You glared at him because he was right, and you didn’t like it.

“I know you said you didn’t want this to get in between my friendship with him, but he’s been avoiding me! He made Seokjin tell me that he’s ashamed to talk to me.” Jimin stated. “He’ll eventually come my way, but I suggest you should talk to him about how you feel instead of ignoring him like a fucking virus.”

“What’s the point? Even if he knows how I feel, it won’t change anything. I’m sure he won’t like me back.”

Jimin heaved at both of your stupidity. You were meant to be with his idiotic friend. “I can’t say anything, but you should. Why else is he desperate for your attention?”

“To annoy me and save face that I won’t tell anyone that he’s a conniving man whore.”

“Do you really think lowly of him?” Jimin snapped at how harsh you were being. He switched sides. He was supporting Taehyung now.

“No…” You mumbled, feeling guilty at your meaningless words. “I-I’m not ready to face him. I’m scared.”

“But you love him. What are you scared for?” Hoseok asked.

“Rejection? I’m already in pain. Seeing him with Bini was enough. I don’t want him to say he doesn’t like me.” You explained. “I’m also frustrated that I still want him.” You palmed your face, trying to relieve the ache by kneading it. “His words replay in my head, you know? Saying that I was his and only he could touch m—“

“Okay, for once, let’s not get into details.“ Yoongi stopped you from finishing your sentence. He was shocked to see you ready to talk about things like this. Maybe being with Taehyung for some time making you more comfortable, which was a good thing in his eyes. “But you’ll be okay. Taehyung’s just one guy.”

“What if I’m stubborn and say no? I want him.” You challenged, but your expression grew stiff at a thought. “But for some reason, I want him to feel a similar pain that I’m feeling.”

“Damn, are you a sadist now?” Hoseok was astonished at what his innocent little friend was saying. “The fuck did Taehyung do to you?”

“Enough for me to see stars.” You said before their expressions went sour. “But importantly, enough for me to have revenge.”

“You want revenge?” Jimin smiled cunningly at the idea. He suddenly went back to supporting you. “I may be his best friend, but he’s been ignoring me, and I did nothing. How dare he? I’m in.”

“Damn, you switch lanes quick.” Hoseok scoffed incredulously at your cousin, then turned to you. “Evil, but I like it, small one.”

“Do you even have any plan in mind?” Yoongi questioned. “How would you get revenge? Revenge won’t happen unless he’s been crushed and affected by you.”

“I’m not too sure, actually.” You revealed. Your brain was not in the right place to come up with schemes. You just wanted him to feel pain. “Well, there was one thing.”

“What was it?” Jimin pried.

“Taehyung gets jealous.” You grinned, recapping back that night. God, he was so roug—now wasn’t the time. “I was wearing my usual pajamas, and I told him Yoongi was supposed to be here. He didn’t like it.”

Yoongi smirked and ticked his head to the side, “I think I know what we’re going with this.”

The pre-party was happening, and the crowd was larger and compact. The bass of the music rippled through the house, the stench of alcohol and sweat reeked the air, while the chattering of people resonated everywhere. The joy, laughter, and immense pleasure surrounded a yet depressing Taehyung.

He wasn’t participating in the party. He was on the side near the wall. He was here for the sake of his team and the tradition of the pre-party before a big game. If it weren’t, he would stay home and self-loathe while texting you even if you don’t respond.

He missed you so much and wished that he would explain himself. If he did, it would be difficult for him to reason. Yes, he was drunk when he kissed Bini, but at the lockers, he didn’t know why he let her in like that. She gave him many doubts about you and your feelings at that moment. He started worrying if you’d even accept him. Was it worth fighting?

He got so insecure with confidence that he believed Bini, which was the biggest mistake. Right when she leaned into his lips, he had his eyes closed, thinking of you again. It didn’t feel like it, but if he couldn’t have you, at least he could pretend to.

But when he opened his eyes and saw your distraught, he regretted it. Your face was on the brink of breaking down, but he knew you. You weren’t going to let it happen until you were alone.

After the incident, he confronted Bini about warping his thoughts and beliefs. He got so upset, the most Bini saw him that it scared her. He told her off and wanted to never see or talk to her again. At the end of his yelling, he didn’t realize he was crying. He cried for you and was disappointed in himself—only noticing how Bini manipulated him. He proclaimed his hatred on her, leading Bini to surrender and leaving him alone once and for all. They haven’t spoken ever since and never wanted to.

His mood improved, as you can say, but it would have gotten better if you let him speak to you. Taehyung accepted the fact that he fucked up. It was so bad that you treated him like the wind, never acknowledging his presence, but he knew you saw him during the meetings.

Other than the meetings and practices, Taehyung was practically a loner, for the time being, trying to get himself together while mending his heart, but that wasn’t working.

He assumed that your friends still didn’t know as he observed their perplexed faces and that they were nice to him. But Jimin—

He was afraid of Jimin. He had no idea if you told your cousin since he had been avoiding him. But he was a coward, knowing he disappointed his best friend and probably ruined their friendship. After going behind his back, he didn’t deserve Jimin’s love and support.

“Finally spotted you.” Taehyung turned his head away from the beer he was staring at uninterestingly, meeting his slit-eyed friend. He clenched his jaw in fear, being trapped and couldn’t just run away. “Are you good?”

Taehyung paused and gulped before nodding, “I guess you can say that.”

“That’s good, considering you’ve been avoiding me.” Jimin provoked, sipping on his drink.

Ouch, that was a blow towards Taehyung.

“I-I’m sor—”

“Man, you’re fine. I’m not mad.” Jimin consoled. “But I do know what happened between you and my cousin.”

Fuck, Taehyung’s hands started sweating, feeling agitated. He knew he would have found out but didn’t think it was this soon. He needed to come up with an apology fast.

“Bro, you look like you’re about to vomit. It’s okay.” Jimin rubbed his friend’s back for comfort. “I’m still your best friend.”

“How?”

“I care for her, but I care for you too. You never gave me a reason not to.” The shorter shrugged and smiled. “Even this. I’m on no one’s side.”

“Jimin, you’re too kind-hearted for your own good.” Taehyung sighed as he leaned into the wall.

“Not really.”

“What?”

“No, I didn’t say anything,” Jimin mumbled, acting confused.

Taehyung hummed. Feeling that their friendship was still okay, he wanted to ask some questions. “So, what did she tell you?”

“Well, other than you’ve been sleeping together,” He emphasized, making Taehyung blush shyly. “She wanted me to understand that what you both had shouldn’t affect our friendship. This is between you and her. I had to accept it before coming to you.”

“Was it hard for you…accepting it?”

“No,” His friend snorted. “I fucking missed you, bro. You know how hard it was not texting you? It was so hard.” He began fake crying and hitting him playfully. “I know you needed space, but I wanted my best friend.”

For the first time in the past days, a smile crept up on Taehyung. “I know, I know. I’m sorry. I just felt disappointed in myself, and I thought it was pointless even facing you after what I did to her.”

“I swear you both are the same idiot into two entities,” Jimin said under his breath.

“Did you say something?”

“No? Probably you’re hearing people around.”

“Anyway, I confronted Bini and didn’t realize she manipulated my thoughts to get her way,” Taehyung revealed. “Didn’t know she’s been actually doing that the entire time when we were in a relationship and was blaming myself for everything.”

Jimin frowned. He knew that his best friend was one of the most compassionate and tender-hearted people, but he was also susceptible and wanted to be accepted. Now Jimin was upset with himself for not knowing Bini was like that too.

“I’m sorry, Tae. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yeah, well. Either way, ___ isn’t talking to me.” He sighed, missing you.

“She’ll come around. I promise you.”

“Have you met her?” Taehyung scoffed rhetorically.

“Point taken.” Jimin agreed, aware of how you function in society.

Taehyung wondered what you were doing, how you were feeling if you were doing okay. You weren’t but wanted you to tell his face. All he thought was you, day and night. You even disrupted him in his practice, which wasn’t a good sign, but he didn’t bother. He didn’t want to be with anyone else. He wanted you.

“Holy fuck, who’s that?”

“I don’t know. Never saw her before.”

“I want her to ruin me.”

The murmurs of people flooded the room as they eyed a direction. Puzzled, Taehyung followed their attention yet still did not understand the commotion. “Uhh, is something happening?”

“Let’s get a closer look.” Jimin grinned, and Taehyung knew something was up. He squinted at him before following his friend to the front. The comments increased, and the stares were more prominent as they were going to some girl arriving. But once Taehyung had a closer look, he wanted to die right then and there.

He never saw you at parties. You always refused. But this…this was…okay, first of all, you were here. Second of all, you were nothing like yourself, and lastly, he hated how he was practically getting a boner because this wasn’t you. But he was a man and loved every bit of it.

You walked into the house, scanning the premises. You didn’t have your glasses, using those daily contacts you had just in case. Your hair was down compared to your usual updos. You decided to straighten your natural waves for some kind of change.

What you were wearing? Oh, bud. Let me tell you. You didn’t know why you had it, but Hoseok found a silver glittery-sequined mini dress with a halter neckline. The skirt line ended at the higher tops of your thigh. Your back was out and exposed, but illuminating silver straps hung similar to lights on a Christmas tree. It was a bit scandalous for you, but luckily your hair was long enough to cover the back. You wore black block heels and topped everything off with simple makeup that glowed underneath the dimmed lights of the party.

You weren’t one to show yourself like this, not really your style, but you were comfortable in your skin, so you knew how hot you were when you chose to.

As you walked it, you spotted some of the Football team. They scrutinized your appearance until one of their eyes dilated in shock.

“President?” Namjoon’s jaw dropped, and the others looked at him in bewilderment.

“Hi, Joonie.” You smiled, and their hearts fluttered. Holy shit, it really was you. How come you looked like that?

“Oh my God, she said my name!” The tall man squealed, shaking his fists.

Now that you were revealed, you can hear everyone talking about the Goody-Two-Shoes president coming to a party and being the one true main character. You chuckled lightly at their comments since it was a temporary fix. By the time school comes back on Monday, you resorted to your normal self.

Besides, you were your best friends, a happy Hoseok and a not-so-happy Yoongi. While both had different opinions on partying, they were mainly here to support you and care for you when the plan backfired. They also wanted to see the look on Taehyung’s face once he saw you, which they did, but you have yet to.

Taehyung looked absolutely demolished at the sight of you. He knew you were always beautiful, perfect even. But this was new to him, and he wanted to see it first-class with a backstage meet and greet. You were fucking hot, and it showed.

But he didn’t like how others, particularly other men, stared at you. Their eyes were hungry and lustful, wanting to claim or get with you in any shape or form.

He didn’t want that to happen. You weren’t theirs, but you weren’t his either, which stabbed his heart.

“Did you know about this?” Taehyung raised the possibility.

“Maybe…” Jimin snickered. “It wasn’t my plan, though.”

“You do realize I’m hurt.”

“Hey, she’s hurt too! She can’t think properly.” The shorter one defended himself, to which Taehyung cursed.

People were greeting the trio; others unapologetically checking you out. You all reached the kitchen, grabbing a few drinks. You turned toward your friends with a frown and spoke, “Yoongi, this is a stupid idea.”

“But do you see Taehyung’s expression?” Yoongi gulped down some whiskey. You shook your head, not recalling spotting him. “He looked like he wanted to show everyone who you belonged to.“

“Really? He looked hopelessly in love.”

You blushed at their words, “I don’t know if any of that is true, guys.”

“___, the point of this was to get him jealous or react enough to do or say something.” Hoseok reminded you. You eyed your best friend, seeing him getting red from a sip of beer. “He looks like he’s longing. Maybe you talk to him today.”

“I don’t know if I want that.”

“Look, you’re here, and you went through with this plan. Deep down inside you, you want to see him. You want to talk to him. Accept it.” Yoongi reasoned back.

“You know I hate when you’re right.”

“Yes, but you love me.” Your shorter friend opened his arms, embracing in the gratification. Hoseok laughed, and you joined in on it too.

“Now, to get him jealous, you should dance with that wild Kookie over there.” Hoseok pointed with his beer.

Your heads turned, taking a glimpse at the famous running back. Anyone could tell how drunk and loose Jungkook was. The man liked to have fun and had no care in the world, not even consequences, because it was never his fault.

You nodded before handing your drink to Yoongi. He finished it in one gulp as they watched you strut seductively to the running back. Everyone watched you, trailing towards him. Taehyung glared intently, seeing the questionable smile on you.

You were in Jungkook’s peripheral vision, and he noticed you immediately as he showed his award-winning smile. He motioned you to come hither and obliged. Your arms rested on each side of his shoulder, and he respectfully held your waist.

“Hey, Prez. Didn’t think you liked parties. You look good, by the way.” He greeted.

“Thanks, Jungkook. Just wanted to have some fun. It’s been a while.”

“Well, you’ve come to the right person.” He chuckled darkly, pulling you in. “You seemed down. I could tell in the meetings.”

“Just stress.”

He crooned, “That and maybe a certain someone?”

You cocked an eyebrow, “Wh—”

“Both of you are obvious.” He chortled, and you bit your lip, taking in the embarrassment. “It’s fine, but I think I can help.”

You didn’t say anything else, but he twirled you around until his chest pushed into your back. You felt his lips hovering over your ears, “Let’s see what he’ll do when he sees you like this. Trust me.”

You gasped softly before nodding. You felt his forehead rest at the crook of your neck as he then swayed both of your hips to the beat. You had no idea what you were doing. The alcohol hit wasn’t even there, so you were conscious through this.

Jungkook clowned your hardened body, then turned you back to face him. “You’re so awkward and shy; it’s actually pretty cute.” Though you didn’t really interact with him before, he was nice to be around. A little crazy for your liking, but nevertheless, entertaining.

You let out a laugh, feeling your cheeks heating up, “Not used to it.”

“I can tell.” He smiled. “I see why Taehyung is fond of you.”

Your laughter died down once he brought him up. You tilted your head in wonder. “Wha—”

“Excuse me.” That cavernous voice interrupted our conversation. You couldn’t help but look up, finally meeting his eyes after so long. It had been a while since you acknowledged him, and once you did, you couldn’t stop. You wanted to indulge his whole being, his body, mind, and spirit.

That was Jungkook’s cue to release you. He blew a kiss to you before parting and going to the section to dance in. But his departure wasn’t as missed as you held your gaze at the Football captain. He looked upset, tired, yet yearned to be closer. You noticed him fiddling his fingers, suspecting what he wanted. Without speaking, you granted him the consent and nodded. He reached your hand, tugging you to follow as he walked elsewhere from the dance floor.

You didn’t know whose house you were in, and you clearly didn’t know what lay here, but here you were—upstairs in a room with the guy you loved.

He motioned you to sit on the bed while he stayed standing. You haven’t been alone with him since that day. Even after all that you’ve done, you couldn’t help but be shy around him. You were a bit scared that you weren’t going to control yourself if you kept staring. You only stared at your thighs.

“What were you doing?” He began.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t give me that.” He scoffed, spewing some of his anger at you. “Why are you here at a party? You never come, and now you’re here, dressed like this, and dancing with Jungkook.”

You rolled your eyes, raising your head, fixing your eyes forward and at the wall. “Why do you even care? I’m trying to have fun.”

“I know this isn’t your kind of fun.”

“You don’t know that!”

“Yes, I do! I know so much!” He was baffled and your stubbornness. If things were good with each other, he would have bent you over and punished you. “I know you, ___. Please understand that at least.”

“Whatever…” Damn, he was trying so hard to control himself.

“What are you doing, baby?”

“You don’t have the right to call me that…” You spoke softly.

“___, please look at me.” He begged. His tone ached your heart. You finally agreed, shifting your attention, and saw how close he was to you. He was on his knees. Hesitant with a full heart, he extended his hand over to you and tried to intertwine your fingers together. You pulled away, restraining yourself. He sighed, “Why are you here? Please be honest.”

“Trying to make you jealous.” Okay, he didn’t know you were gonna be that honest. But his heart pulsated at the thought of you doing something to him.

“Wha—why?”

“To make you feel how I felt when I saw you with Bini.” You argued back cruelly.

“___, I’m so sorry.” He frowned at his past behavior. “I didn’t mean to, I promise.”

“Why’d you kiss her?” You wondered out loud the biggest question of all this. “You said no kissing, yet you kissed me. But you kissed Bini…in the lockers and at that party.”

His pupils bulged; he didn’t know you knew about the party, but given Jimin found out, it needed to be said. “I-I’m sorry. She manipulated me in the lockers. She pushed herself on me. I was scared and worried about…” He couldn’t finish the sentence of fear. “I was drunk at the party…”

“I know, but it still happened. You hurt me, Taehyung.” You couldn’t stop the tears falling down. He hated seeing you like this, and it was his fault.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He, too, was about to cry with his lips trembling with agony.

“Why did you kiss her?” You asked again, frustrated that he never answered you. “No kisses rule, right?”

He didn’t know how to phrase it, but it might make things better if he just said it. “I was thinking of you.”

Your irises enlarged, “What?”

“First, Bini always made the first move. When I kissed her, I only thought of you. I wanted to kiss you. I was just scared until I did it with her. I didn’t like it. I wanted you.” He sniffled as he looked into your eyes.

“Why were you scared?” You were still puzzled at his explanation.

“I…I don’t know how to explain it. It’s hard for me to process. But I don’t like Bini anymore.” He reasoned to the best of his ability. “I swear on my life that I go by that rule. Those times were a mistake, but kissing you was never a mistake.””

“How am I supposed to feel and do about that?”

“Please, I regret kissing her. I miss you so much. I want you, I-I need you! I—”

“Taehyung, stop. I can’t.” You shook your head, still feeling disappointed. You thought that he was still hiding something from you. Even if he apologized, you still don’t think that you’d finally be together after all this. It wasn’t going to work. “Maybe we should stop this, end off already. It’s better for us. We both knew it wasn’t gonna work.” You said right after you got up from the bed. You tried leaving the room, but he gripped your arm. He stood up from his knees.

“___, no, I can’t…I don’t want to. Please, I’ll do anything.” He shook his head like a child, afraid that you’ll leave. He didn’t want to give up on you.

“Don’t say that.” You tugged back your arm, but he was stronger than you. In fact, he jerked you over before kissing your lips. His lips moved, attempting to kiss him back. You tensed up but loosened as you remembered the solace state you used to be in his arms. He made you weak in the knees. You couldn’t resist the love you had for him.

He parted away but barely as you still felt him lingering on you. He gave another peck before revealing, “Please, please. I want you so badly. I-I-I love you. I’ve been loving you.”

He said he loved you.

But why did it still pain you when he said it? You were supposed to feel jubilance when he said those three words you’ve been dying to hear.

“I can’t love you. It hurts too much.” You cried, gently pushing him away. This time he doesn’t bother holding you. “If you loved me, you shouldn’t have hurt me, led me on for so long.”

“Baby, p—”

“Don’t talk to me. I don’t want to deal with you anymore.” You demanded. “There’s no hope.” You turned your back to him and left the room. You closed the door, resting your forehead on the wood. There you hear him sobbing his love out, his self crumbling down as time goes on.

Yet he wasn’t the only one. You let out the dam in you and ran away. You needed to find your friends and get out.

Taehyung never followed you in the end.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts smut #taehyung fanfic #taehyung x reader #taehyung smut #taehyung #kim taehyung x reader

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agentlelover · 2 years

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his heart and body

Synopsis: He loved you. He loved you, who was his one and only. His everything and all he got. He loved you and let you feel it while making love to you unlike any other day.

Character: Seo Changbin x female reader

Words: 828

Info: !!! minors please dni! Please do not claim my work as yours. Quick reminder, plagiarism is a crime. Picrures are not mine. Credits to the rightful owner. !!!

He didn’t know how to keep his hands to himself. He really didn’t know. He tries though. He tries to tone it down by just keeping a hand on your tight or putting yours on his. He tries to tone it down by having an arm around you but he can’t and never will. The moment he lays a finger on you he loses it. He loses all the control he has over him. The moment he lays a finger on you his eyes are instantly searching for yours. Searching for yours so he can make sure that it is not only him that wants to touch the other one and be touched.

Once you are alone and in the comfort of your own four walls he won’t hold back or even try to be subtle anymore. He will call for you the moment he enters your shared apartment. He calls for you the moment he drops his back and jacket on the floor and makes his way to find you. And once he finds you he will pull you on his lap and devour you lips like he does now. Once he finds you, he will take all the layers of unnecessary clothing from you and lay you down on the closest surface to claim your body and souls as his. As his and only his.

“Changbin,,, ahhh… Changbiiiin…”, you were laying on the living room floor. On the fluffy white carpet that matched the couch next to it. You were laying on your back while your boyfriend was above you with each of his arms beside your head. “Changbin please… ahh.. oh my god please!”, you were begging, You were begging for the man above you to go faster for so long now but he didn’t care at all. “Baby please I need you so bad! Please fuck me. Binnie, please!!”

He was moving in a torturing slow pace. He was moving his hips in a slow yet rhythmical way that had your head to fall back. He was long gone. Changbin was long gone, forgetting anything and everything around him. There was nothing as important to him as pleasuring you, his girlfriend. His woman and the owner of his heart and soul. He needed you. He always did and so did you. Biting on his bottom lip he tried his best to keep his voice down. He tried his best since he wanted to hear you. “Chanbin please… please I can’t no more. Please go faster… please!”, you begged but the man above you shock his head with a grunt leaving his throat. “Wanna love you. Wanna love you so bad…”, he said causing you already racing heart to combust.

Letting his head fall onto your shoulder he left kisses on all the spots he could reach. Overwhelmed by the pleasure you granted him, by the pleasure your tight cunt granted him he couldn’t keep quiet and let you hear a moan that caused shivers to spread all over your body. “Baby I’m close… I can’t… ahh… I’m sorry. So Sorry…ahh..”, he moaned into your ear. Hearing his words you took his face in both of your hands. Making him look up you were greeted by flushed pink cheeks and tightly closed eyes. You knew he wanted to make you feel good. You knew he always made sure to make you come first. He always tried to help you reach your high before he did take care of himself. But today was different. He was different. He didn’t fuck you. He made love to you. He was letting his guard down and showing his soft and vulnerable site and you loved every second of it. “It’s okay love. It’s okay. Let go baby. No need to apologize Binie let go for me, yeah? Let go.”, not long after those words left your lips his breathing quickened even more. Holding tightly onto the furry hair of the carpet he tried to hold onto something while he fell apart in your arms while filling your warm tight cunt with everything he got. Was that a moan? No a whimper? A sob?

Yes, he indeed was sobbing. Trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. Changbin fell on top of you, while apologizing over and over again for coming before you. Going through his hair and holding him close you whispered sweet nothings and praises into his ear until his breathing slowed down and the male came down from his high.

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kaciidubs · 8 months

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From the studio that brought you Cowboy! Changbin x City Girl! Reader

Presents: First Mate! Changbin x Captain! Reader

The ocean was rough tonight. The waves that once rocked your cradle now shook your twin bed violently. Yelling could be heard from the crew outside your wooden doors. Water slowly seeped underneath it. Storms were the worst at night.

You tried to go back to sleep, like you've done so many times before. Just then, a loud explosion rang your ears. The cannons were shot off...your cannons. You got out of bed and ran to the crack in the walls, the one you never told your mother about. Peaking through the sliver you was masses drop and ropes being swung.

The clashing of swords and smell of gunfire filled your room. You felt fear run through your body, but not for your ship. For the other.

Your mother was the captain of the Love Pirates, one of the most revered crews on the seas. She had you while in her position, claiming she would raise her daughter the way it should be, out on the open waters. The ocean was all you knew. Land was more far more confusing to you.

You were taught everything there was to know. How to sail, how to navigate, how to fight, and how to protect. One day this ship would be yours after all.

Then noises ceased...there was silence. Even the ocean seemed to understand the severity of the situation. Looking through your cracks again you saw it. Your mothers cutlass through the chest of a man you knew well, the captain of the Death crew.

Your mothers crew made quick work of what men were left, collecting them as prisoners. You knew their fate. Join the crew or be chum for the beasts of the sea. Just as you were about to turn away you saw him.

A small scared little boy. Clutching his homemade pig...bunny...something stuff animal in his arms. Your mother stopped the crew from getting near him. She kneeled and reached out a hand. With tiny uncoordinated steps, he accepted.

They disappeared into the captains quarters for the night.

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Oh my god Peachie the setup??? The establishing plot?!?! Young pirate reader seeing her mother take in a future first made Binnie??! THE INCLUSION OF DWAEKKI??

This is the trailer of all trailers, the one that leaves you hanging and thirsting for more once that release date gets announced. I'm the number one fan of Captain! Reader x First Mate! Changbin [Cowboy bini I sill love you boo <3]

#✧. ┊ kacii answers #✧. ┊ sweetie sweetracha #✧. ┊ precious mooties #✧. ┊ SRR studios #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #seo changbin x reader #changbin x reader #Pirate! AU #Pirate! AU SKZ #First Mate! Changbin

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sinclair-scrambles · 10 months

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I couldn't find the original post that caused me to do this (it was make a soundtrack without using these artists, it included Will Wood, Marina and the Diamond, and The Crane Wives among others) and we did a Filipino music / OPM / P-pop version of it

I tried to make this list as easy on the eyes and screen reader friendly as possible

You want to make a Filipino music playlist? Make one without using any of the following

Eraserheads Aegis The Itchyworms Bamboo 6 Cyclemind

Soapdish Mike Hanopoi Siakol Rivermaya Jerome Abalos

Parokya ni Edgar The Youth K.Z. Tandigan Morrisette Moira Dela Torre

Jake Zyrus Grin Dept DJ Alvaro Orient Pearl Alterimage

Agaw Agimat Alamid Juan Carlos Gloc 9 Alvin (Serito) $erito

Ex Battalion This Band (Intro Voice) INTRoVOYS Men Oppose Calein

Al James Yano Angelo Garcia Bullet D Syd Haratha

Carl Beley Ace Banzuelo Michael Laygo Llyod Umali Ted Ito

Ren Verano White Lies Janine Teñoso Arthur Nery Magnus Haven

Hang N There/HNT Oranges & Lemons T.J. Monterde Lola Amour (L.D.R.) LDR

Skusta Clee Jnske Bugoy na Kokoy Yuri Dope Flow G

Nik Makino Jroa Loki Jonas Ayeeman

Bastardo Honcho, previously known as (Bos sine question mark) Bosx1ne (Saglit) Sagl1t (Chrils question mark) Chriilz J King

Anees Lance Santdas Josh Santana Alexa Ilacad K.D. Estrada

Anji Salvacion December Avenue Justin Vasquez Silent Sanctuary Keshi

(Four of Spades) IV of Spades Callalily Sue Ramirez Ben & Ben Dilaw

Janine Berdin Adie Sabihin Nobita Iluna

Mayonnaise (S.B. 19) SB19 ALAMAT Toni Fowler Pablo

Sugar High Y.R.S. LITZ RBM Felip

Sunkissed Lola Jin Ho Bae (M.N.L. 48) MNL48 (PLUS) PLUUS (VISION) VXON

Zack Tabudlo Boomerang After 5 Pop Girls 1096 Gang

Yes My Love (U.G.G.) UGG (X.L.R. 8) XLR8 Make Them Break (CHARMED) CH4RMD

NEO Sugar 'N Spice Sex Bomb Girls Mocha Girls (1 colon 43) 1:43

(Point Ten) PoinTen Eurasia Rouge Band 4th Power (or 4th Impact) (B.G.Y.O) BGYO

(G. 22) G22 BINI KAIA BOIZ DIONE

(B.F.F. 5) BFF5 SOULSTICE R Rules Down To Mars LUNA

BOSS Hashtags Boyband PH (Girl Trends) GirlTrends Jambayan

1st.one YGIG DAMSEL Joyden Joanna

Press Hit Play (VERSUS) VER5US (HORIZON) HORI7ON (ALMOST) ALLMO$T CALISTA

DAYDREAM Chicser Japh Dolls Imago (X.O.X.O) XOXO

Mojofly (X GLAM) XGLAM Barbie's Cradle NITRO Color It Red

Kitchie Nadal Imago CLOVER Session Road Moonstar 88

Streetboys DIVAS (Kawaii 5) Kawaii5 Just A.S.K. (ZION) Z1ON

Autotelic Never the Strangers TONEEJAY Gabba I Belong To The Zoo

Leanne & Naara ONE CLICK STRAIGHT The Ridleys Arthur Miguel

Paolo Sandejas Cinéma Lumière Moe Cabral Ellary

#Filipino music #OPM #Philippines #long post #music

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bini-chan99 · 1 year

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✨✨✨Bini's Masterlist✨✨✨

All the FF I've read :) creds to the writers!!!!!!!

OT8/Polyteez

Hongjoong

Seonghwa

Yunho

Yeosang

San

Mingi

Wooyoung

Jongho

ATEEZ Reaction / Scenarios / As

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svrcegi · 2 years

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yeonjun timestamp recs

hi, here’s a little list of yeonjun timestamp recs, hope you’ll enjoy these as much i did ! :)

key! :

fluff — ♡

angst — ☆

idk what it is — ?

note: it’s almost fluff lol. and i know it’s not a lot but i’m still adding on the list !

[6:50 a.m] by @yeoforce

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ♡

[4:35 a.m] by @yoonslore

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ? / ♡

[22:47 p.m] by @lettertothesoul

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ♡

[3:08 a.m] by @y2eo

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ♡

[15:57 p.m] by @channoticedmeuwu

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ♡

[9:46 p.m] by @xysthe

→ yeonjun x gender neutral reader ♡

[2:26 a.m] by @mjnisode

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streetlight11 · 3 years

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Streetlight

Summary: Changbin wants to be the person that those around him can rely on when they’re having a hard time. But he doesn’t realize that his mistake was to keep his own problems to himself, only to burst one day due to the pent up emotions he’s been holding onto.

Genre: slight angst, fluff

Warnings: mild swearing, prior to the current pandemic situation

WC: 2.8k

Pairing: Seo Changbin x Reader

Growing up, you always knew Changbin was the kind to put everyone else’s problems above his own. He wants to be everyone’s pillar of strengths. Mostly the people that he loves and cares for. Back when you were in high school with him, he was always there for you. Be it when you got bullied, when you had a rough day, when you got one mark lesser than your expected score, anything.

Even though Changbin tends to lash out when his problems have been pent up for too long and was taking a toll on him, saying harsh things to you, never once did you take it to heart.

Simply because you understood why he was acting that way. You even offered him a listening ear for his problems but he chose to keep them to himself. Only after endless prying and persuasion, that he finally opened up to you and it still wasn’t everything.

But at that very moment, you were thankful that he did. At least a small chunk of his problems were out of his mind and chest, you could almost see the slight heavy weight being lifted off his shoulders.

However, he was never not there for you to the point where he would often hang out at your family home almost every day. Your parents loved him. They adored this little boy who was more selfless than anything, who puts up a strong front for others to rely on.

Even after he successfully debuted as an idol, he was still the same boy you knew during your childhood.

You watched as he grew with his members, his character never once changed as he still lends his shoulder to his members for them to cry on, giving them something to rely on during tough times.

Changbin still kept in contact with you after all these years as he told his members about you as though you were a prized possession.

And to be very honest, to him, you really were his prized possession.

Today was no different as he texted you after lunch. You were just sitting in your office desk, reading through the email you got from your Head of Department regarding the project you were going to be a part of when your phone dinged on your right side.

Binie✨ [3:06pm] : Noona

Binie✨ [3:06pm] : What time do you finish work today?

You [3:08pm] : 830

Binie✨ [3:09pm] : Will you be too tired if I asked you to stop by the company building after work? 🥺

You [3:10pm] : Nope! It’s fine!

You [3:11pm] : I can stop by

You [3:11pm] : Just tell me which room you guys will be in okay?

Binie✨ [3:13pm] : Okay noona 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Hours later, you were just waiting outside your office building for a cab when your phone started ringing, only to see his caller ID flashed on your screen.

“Hello?”

“Oh noona, where are you?”

“Waiting for a cab. Why?”

“Do you want my manager hyung to fetch you? I can get him to do it.”

“No, Binie it’s fine. I’ll text you once I’m there okay?”

“Okay. Text me once you’re 5 minutes away. I’ll come down.”

“Alright Binie. See you.”

You hung up the call and soon, entered a cab that you managed to hail. The drive to JYP building took about 45 minutes so when you were around the corner, you texted him. He immediately rushed downstairs to fetch you from the entrance.

The driver came to a stop, only for you to pay him by card and he soon wished you good night.

You did the same as you left the vehicle before heading straight into the building. The minute you walked through the revolving door, you jumped at the voice that called your name. His voice echoing the entire lobby.

“Y/N Noona!!” Changbin said as he skipped over to you only to wrap his arms around your frame, earning a soft clear of a throat from someone behind him.

“Safe distancing please.” The lady at the front desk said with a little smile on her face before Changbin and you apologized in unison.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as you went over to register your name and soon used the hand sanitizer followed by getting your temperature checked by the machine before you could enter the building further after Changbin told the lady that you were with him.

In the lift however, Changbin couldn’t keep his hands to himself as he wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose against your neck. You giggled at the tickling feeling as you squeezed his shoulders lightly.

He brought you to the practice room where his members were in, and the minute you both entered, the boys got excited as Jisung ran up to you. You brought your hands out to brace yourself for the impact. Instead, Jisung bent down only to put you over his shoulders with your backside in the air. He carried you to the middle of the room as you found yourself laughing.

“Yah, Jisungie put her down!” Chan scolded with a laugh as the rest of them chuckled as well. Jisung soon placed you back down, only for you to hit his chest playfully.

The boys asked you how you were doing and some of them even whined to you saying they haven’t seen you in so long and that they missed you. You giggled as you told them you were too caught up with important work recently, only for them to understand.

After a few more minutes of chatting, Chan beckons them over to continue with practice, only for you to situate yourself in the corner where the couch was at.

A few hours passed and they were all visibly exhausted but they still persisted on like the hardworking, talented young men they were. You didn’t realize what was going on in the practice room until you heard bickering.

You looked up from your phone, only to see Changbin squaring up to Jeongin. That’s when you saw Chan and Minho separating the two with Chan forcefully holding Changbin back.

Uh oh.

“You know I’m supposed to be there! Why didn’t you let me move?!” Changbin’s voice low as he growled at the younger tauntingly.

“Guys, can we all calm down? It’s getting late and everyone’s tired but we need to work together.” Chan said as the rest of them began to keep a distance between Changbin and themselves. You knew something wasn’t right so you got up to hold Changbin’s arm.

At that moment, you could feel it. He was burning from anger.

“Bin ah, you’re just stressed. Calm down.”

“Calm down?! Did you not see him?! He was a mess! They’re all a fucking mess!” Changbin yelled but you didn’t even flinch meanwhile everyone else did.

“Seo Changbin. Watch your words.” You scolded him firmly.

At this point, everyone could sense the strong tension lingering in the air as it was too thick to be cut with scissors. The boys watched silently as they knew that if there was one person who could talk some sense into Changbin, it was you. They knew that only you could understand him like an open book. And right at that moment, Changbin was mad.

He was letting his feelings control his mind and you weren’t gonna let him continue with it. He took steps closer until he was less than an arm lengths away from you.

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do. You’re not even a damn idol. You have no idea what it’s like.”

The boys gasped in shock, not expecting him to say that. They thought you would break down or even leave the room upset but you didn’t. They knew there was a deeper connection between you two so they just chose to watch silently while Chan and Hyunjin comforted Jeongin.

“You’re right. I’m not an idol. But that doesn’t mean you can lash out on your members just because you’re mad at something else.”

“What bullshit are you talking about!”

“Your bullshit Bin! You can lie to everyone else that you’re okay, but you can’t lie to me. You put up a strong front for people but you refuse to break down your own walls for the sake of your own well being.”

You paused for a while to see his reaction but when all you got was his sad, confused eyes, you took that as a sign to continue.

“Being selfless is a good thing but you have to know your limits. They want to be there for you when you’re having a rough day. I want to be there for you. But you’re making it so difficult for them. For me.”

The room fell silent as Changbin closed his eyes tightly before taking a deep breath. He took off his cap and soon threw it harshly towards the wall behind you but never once did you flinch. He soon left without saying a word as the door slammed behind him. You let out a heavy sigh as you walked back to the guys, only to hold Chan’s arm.

“I’m sorry about him guys… Changbin can be a little… tough if he’s having a bad day. Please don’t get upset with him. I promise you he doesn't ever mean those words he said. He’s just doing it out of anger.” You said, only for them to sigh.

Just then, you walked up to Jeongin who had a small tear roll down his cheek, making you smile apologetically to him before you pulled him into a hug.

You caressed the back of his head soothingly as he buried his face in your shoulder.

“Don’t take it to heart okay?” You said, only for him to nod.

You pulled away from him as you turned to them and told them to continue where they left off as you quickly left the room to find for your childhood best friend. You searched through all the rooms down the empty hall as you jogged past the lift lobby only to hear soft sobs coming from the staircase.

You carefully walked over to the door, only to peek through the glass panel on the door. That’s when you saw his back, seated on the steps as he buried his head in his arms, resting on his knees.

You smiled softly as you opened the door, not a single movement from him.

You carefully closed the door and walked over to him as you took a seat beside him. You let your legs brush against his as you turned to look at him with a small little smile on your face.

Just then, you reached up to gently caress his hair as you heard his sobs slowly reduce.

A few minutes later, Changbin’s head lifted as he stared into the empty space ahead. His mind clearly somewhere else.

“Noona…”

“Mmm?”

“Am I a bad person?”

“You can be annoying, a little hard to please, hard headed sometimes… but you’re not a bad person, Bin ah.” You smiled as he finally turned to you, his eyes glossy as his cheeks wet from his fresh tears.

“Then why do I always hurt the people that I love?” He asked, his voice faltering as you couldn’t help but cup his soft cheek and gently caress it.

“Because you rely too much on yourself.” Your words seemed to break him as you pulled him into a hug, letting him wrap his arms around your waist while he buried his face in your chest. He cried as his grip around your waist tightened.

“What am I doing wrong noona?” He whispered as you let out a soft sigh.

“You want people to rely on you. You want them to feel strong when they’re with you. You want people to feel safe and share all their problems with you so that you can ease their burden but you don’t realize that there are people who are willing to do the same for you.”

Your words came to a pause as you played with his hair before you continued.

“You don’t have to keep all your problems to yourself just because you don’t want to seem like a burden to others. You have no idea how many people are willing to be your pillar of strength on your rainy days. And I know for a fact that your members are one of those many people. You might never realize this too, but I am willing to do the same for you.”

With that, Changbin pulled away from you, only for him to wipe his tears with his sweater sleeves.

“Why are you still here? I’ve hurt you so many times before with my words. Why are you still holding on to me?” He asked.

“Because I know that of all the things you’ve said to me, you don’t mean any of them.”

“How would you know that?”

“Because I trust that this cute little boy would never do such a thing to anyone he loves and cares for.” You said as you cupped his face in both your hands, making him chuckle.

Just then, he glanced down at your lips.

“That means you know that I love you right?” His eyes met yours again only for you to smile.

“Of course I know.”

Changbin found himself grinning as he looked back at your lips only to lean in until he pressed his soft wet lips on yours.

You could taste the salt from his tears as you smiled against his lips. You slid your arms around his shoulders as you pulled him closer to you, leaning your back against the wall for support as he had one hand pressed against the wall beside your waist while the other wraps itself around your body.

Changbin’s heart pounded against his chest as he felt so safe and secure in your arms. Something he has always felt ever since the day he met you.

You pulled away when you felt him bite your bottom lip teasingly, making you giggle.

“Come on. I think your members deserve an apology.” With that, Changbin pouted as he whined at you softly.

“Can we stay like this for a moment? You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.”

With that, you giggled as you kissed his nose and whispered.

“We can do this any time, love.”

With that, Changbin sighed as a smile replaced his pout. Both of them re-entered the building as they walked back to the practice room, hand in hand. The moment they entered, Changbin’s voice echoed around the room as the boys were just taking a short break.

“Guys, can we talk?” Changbin started as the boys turned to both you and Changbin, only for Chan to smile.

“Sure.”

With that, Changbin turned to you as you gently squeezed his hand before you gave him a soft nod. You let go of his hand as he soon walked up to them.

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier. Sorry if I made you upset. Especially you Jeonginie. Hyung’s really sorry.” Changbin said as he approached their maknae, only for Jeongin to flash him a smile as he immediately wrapped his arms around Changbin’s shoulders.

“It’s okay hyung! Please don’t ever feel like you burden us! If you have problems, tell us or tell noona okay? We love you so much.” Jeongin said as Changbin smiled against the younger’s shoulder.

The boys soon gave them a group hug as they all encouraged Changbin to not always pent up his problem to himself and that he can rely on them and you too.

You smiled as you took careful steps towards the corner where the couch was. Ignoring the soft whispers they were exchanging, only for Changbin’s voice to speak up.

“Noona?”

You turned around as he walked up to you. Once he was right in front of you, he gently took your hands in his, only to caress the back of your hands with his thumbs.

“Thank you for making me realize my mistakes.”

“Hey, what are best friends for right?”

“Except, I don’t want you to be my best friend anymore.”

He paused as you frowned in confusion, not catching up with what he was saying. Just then, Changbin softly reached up to caress your cheek as he leaned in to let his lips brush against yours softly before he spoke up.

“I want you to be my girlfriend…”

With that, your eyes widened as you heard happy cheers from the boys behind him.

“I’d love to.” You said as he smiled, finally capturing your lips in a kiss again for the second time that night. You smiled against his lips as he held you securely in his arms. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise that he called you over that night.

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