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byeuijoo · 4 months

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initiate cuddles 𐀔 boynextdoor

genre : fluff ⋆ warnings : none ⋆ word count : 0,5k

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⭒ park sungho

he's the kind of guy who cuddles of his own free will, whenever and wherever he wants. he may have a sudden craving when you're busy cooking at home, or when you're both out shopping. so sungho wraps his arms around your waist while you watch your pots and pans or the clothes in front of you, and rests his chin against your shoulder to gently rub his cheek against yours. you usually end up placing your hands on top of his or pivoting on yourself to end up completely in his arms, but you also like to just feel the warmth of his chest against your back from time to time.

⭒ lee riwoo

for sanghyeok, he thinks you have a unique gift for telepathy, and that you understand everything just by looking at him. which, on the one hand, is not totally untrue. he won't never ask you directly to cuddle him, especially not in front of other people, but he'll stare at you until you understand what he wants. he has that special look in his eyes that makes you understand what he wants : so when you go up to him to cuddle him, he acts as if he's surprised by your gesture, when in reality, he's been waiting for this.

⭒ myung jaehyun

well, he's the clingiest boyfriend you can have. jaehyun will randomly stick to your hip, anytime, anywhere. at first, he was slightly hesitant, asking you in your ear before taking action. then as your relationship evolved, he decided he could cuddle you whenever he wanted, all the time. so he either pulls you into his arms by the wrist, or stands behind you to encircle your waist, or slips against you, stealing a kiss to prevent you from refusing this sudden closeness.

⭒ han taesan

dongmin is the silent type who won't verbally ask you to cuddle him, but won't hesitate to initiate one. cuddling often happens when it's just the two of you, but if he suddenly needs to be close to you in public, he'll always grab you delicately by the hand and pull you in for a cuddle. either he makes you sit on his lap and wraps his arms around you, resting his head against your back or on your shoulder, or wrap his arms around your waist to lay his head against your belly, while your fingers run through his hair.

⭒ kim leehan

he's not the kind of person to initiate a cuddle, because you're often the one to come and snuggle up to him. but you do it because he's doing that little thing that tells you he wants to be in your arms, but doesn't have the guts to do it himself — that little smile on his lips and his eyes locked on yours, silently begging you to come and stick by him. and it always works, especially when donghyun discreetly grabs your hand and strokes the back of it. but when he really wants to hug you, he'll simply do it by placing a kiss against your temple.

⭒ kim woonhak

he's the one who won't hesitate for a second to ask you for a hug. woonhak has no shame in asking you to hug him, even if you're in the middle of a conversation with someone else. he stands right next to you, and suddenly cuts you off with a little “can you give me a hug?” and damn, you can't resist his cute little pout. so you take him in your arms and hold him close, resuming your conversation as if nothing had happened.

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loserlvrss · 22 days

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꒰ 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓! ꒱ 김동현

summary : you’ve been bored of your boyfriends calm demeanor, so you decided to prank him just to see if he’d start a fight — however, it gave you something much better

genre : kinda angsty, suggestive, leehan x afab!reader tws : language, kinda toxic behavior, suggestive content author notes : sorry this took a while i’ve been supah swamped but i hope you enjoyed the direction i took your request in !! word count : 1.4k

you don’t know why you were doing this. even as you applied the black, green and blue makeup, you couldn’t think of a valid reason. yet, here you were, sat on your couch scrolling through your phone, just awaiting the opportunity to prank your sweet, unsuspecting boyfriend.

maybe he’d gotten too comfortable in your relationship. hell, you used whatever excuse to try and justify it. but, the truth is, you wanted to see if he had it in him to get mad at you. he was so damn peaceful all the time — you loved that about him, really — nonetheless, deep down, your heart raced with the thought; the anticipation when he’d finally catch a glimpse of your artwork that he’d deem someone else’s.

this was fun.

you knew it’d work. you’ve never let leehan purposefully leave marks on your skin, not because it didn’t feel good to have him kiss you, but simply because you’ve always found them tacky and a hassle to cover up. you’d wasted so much makeup in the past trying to do so, so whenever he’d come close to leaving purple patches, you’d tell him to stop. he’d even bargained with leaving them in places only he could see, but you still refused. especially if you couldn’t return the favor.

you knew this was an evil way to push his buttons, that you oh-so-desperately wanted to see pushed. it was selfish, really, however at this moment in time the plan was already set into action. you wanted to start a fight, just to see if he could.

he’s never gotten mad at you. he’s never yelled at you. he’s never dared put a hand on you. and that was a dream, but somewhere deep down, you knew it was also just as boring as it was desirable. you wanted him to yell at you — at least once — manhandle you — consensually, of course — you wanted so much, and maybe this wasn’t the right way to bring it up, but it didn’t matter anymore as his voice broke through the silenced air.

“what’s that?”

“what’s what?” you asked, acting obliviously as you scrolled through twitter and instagram in turns.

he shrugged, and you don’t know if it was the fact that he seemingly didn’t care, or if it was that maybe he just brushed it under the rug as anything else, that began to piss you off.

nonetheless, you decided you were in it for the long run. after all, you wanted to see if he’d start the fight.

and throughout the rest of the afternoon you’d catch leehan staring in your direction, shifting his gaze when you’d make eye-contact. he kept a calm demeanor, never asking again what the purple marks on your neck were. he’d even hugged you before he left for practice, getting all up close and personal with the artwork.

you were finding it hard to believe he hadn’t noticed.

maybe he was gathering his thoughts. maybe he was trying to decided why you didn’t smell like another man — why he knew you wouldn’t do that to him. maybe as much as his buttons were pushed, this was it for his stemmed anger. maybe dance practice was his way to relieve the stress you caused from time-to-time. maybe the cool, calm and collected leehan was the only version of your otherwise, smiley, boyfriend.

maybe you were beginning to feel bad because you had no idea the feelings he had towards this prank. did it upset him? you wouldn’t be none-the-wiser to it if it had. he was good at shielding emotions, and maybe that’s where you needed to draw the line. maybe that’s where your conversation should’ve began, instead of whatever the hell tiktok had inspired you to do.

you kept looking at the clock on your home screen, counting down the minutes until he’d come back to you. and just as you had decided to end the prank, opting for a civil — adult-ish — conversation, a text illuminated your dark screen.

it read: we need to talk.

yet you couldn’t decipher the hidden meaning. of course you knew what it was about, that’s the only thing that’s been wrong throughout the last few months between you two. what else could it be? and why, now that you were finally getting what you wanted, didn’t it feel good?

you didn’t answer him, partially because you didn’t know what to say; it was a prank. i just wanted to see if you’d get mad at me. i’m so bored of this. nothing seemed correct, or frankly, truthful.

you also knew that he wasn’t far. he wouldn’t have texted you otherwise, just to torcher you — though it would’ve been deserved. so, you waited by the door for your boyfriend to get back, the thought of washing away the eyeshadow long gone.

then, it finally opened with the pattern of your key code. the air became thick and you found it hard to swallow with a lump in your throat. were you sorry? yes. did you feel bad for being immature? yes. was a tiny part of you still curious to see how this would play out?

yes.

"y/n," was the first, and only, thing he muttered for a couple of excruciatingly long minutes. you watched as he put his bag down, eyed him as he took his shoes off, and almost burst when he ran a hand through his hair. maybe leehan was able to torcher you, even if unintended.

his eyes finally met yours, but then they drifted to your neck, and further to your collar bone. he knew. he's known since the first question left his lips hours and hours ago.

"what's that?" his arms snaked between each other, and you found it wrong to think it was hot, but you very much did.

almost like deja vu, the same feeling crept up from down within you. "what's what?" you reenacted. although this time, he didn't let it go. he approached you quickly, too fast to get away before you were sandwiched between the plaster and his body.

his hands were slow with movements. those oh-so-stupid-fucking-hands that had you, literally, at his fingertips. one forcing your head by your jaw to expose your neck, while the other brushed away the hair that disguised the marks from his view.

you fronted being indifferent, but truth be told, if he wasn't holding you up your knees would have buckled already, leaving you as a mess on the floor in front of him.

"you must think i don't know you," he voiced, holding eye-contact as he pushed his thumb between your lips, gathering just enough saliva to then press the digit to your neck and swipe. and it smudged with enough force, despite being labeled as waterproof. "tell me why you felt the need to paint these on. i couldn't think of one good reason all day, princess."

and the nickname he always called you — innocently and less than — had your heart in absolute shambles; the anticipation was just as good as if he'd raised his voice you thought. maybe your vanilla-scented boyfriend had finally gotten the hint that you wanted more, despite going about it in a less than thoughtful way. and maybe you realized that you didn't hate that he was always nice, no you loved that about him, but sometimes it was okay if he wanted to be a little bit meaner with you. after all, he could always say my ... anything he wanted, and that would still mean that he saw you as his forever only.

"i-i," you couldn't think straight when he attached his lips over the previously (fakely) marked spots. his breath was hot, lips gentle then firm as he sucked against the spots he knew you'd rarely let him have his way with. "i — uh, fuck. leehan,"

his voice was low against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine and a whimper up your throat, "if you wanted something, you could've just asked me, baby. i'd give you anything."

the eyes that you've grown comfortable with always seemed to be there despite the firm placement he had you in. you knew he loved you more than anything, so you knew his words were true. and his demeanor broke when he kissed your lips, almost giving you whiplash.

his palms laid flat against your cheeks, thumbs rubbing sweetly, "if you wanted everyone to know that you're mine, let me do it myself."

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snoozbin · 6 days

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kiss ban gn!reader x sungho ・ drabble college au fluff established relationship ・ cw kissing hickeys (NOT SEXUAL !!!!!) swearing ! wc 538

sungho is the perfect boyfriend you could ever ask for.

from his jaw-dropping looks to his heart-warming personality, he always made you smile and appreciate your relationship. but—

he has a habit, a very up-and-close habit. kissing. or as he sees it "showing his love to someone he loves" this is mainly nice as everyone likes physical touch from their significant other, but this time it's bad.

very bad.

hearts pounded as you locked lips with sungho, his plump lips glossed with a thin layer of spit as the two of you were making out. his slender fingers playing with the ends of your shirt. kissing was a very normal thing to do every day as you couldn't help but melt into a puddle every time sungho pouted at you. you disconnected with sungho and stared into his eyes, such loving and doting eyes that could make you fall in love with him all over again.

suddenly you feel his lips against your neck, giving you chast kisses down to your collarbone. "we have to go soon, sunggg.." you huffed out as you watched him continue to kiss you. "just give me a sec, wanna give you more kisses.."

his lips sucked down on your neck. you didn't mind this as you were in the moment.

soon after the kisses were done and you were ready to go to college that's when you realized what happened. "sungho. what did you do to my neck??" you froze, only looking at the mirror in front of you. "i didn't know it was gonna bruise up like that.." he was referring to a hickey on your neck.

park sungho just gave you a hickey... ! when you were about to campus.

"i'm dead. i'm fucking dead sungho." you muttered, surprisingly sungho caught what you said. "maybe just cover up? or maybe put makeup on it?.." he advised you, but you frowned. sungho's hands clasped onto yours as his eyes looked into yours, showing pure empathy and anxiousness. "y'know i didn't mean to do this to you, right? i'm sorry babe, i just got too into it." he apologized.

a sigh fell off your lips as you looked back at sungho. "it's fine, uhm, i can just wear a sweater." sungho nodded at your response, feeling bad about the hickey on your neck. "you better not feel bad right now sung, it's just a silly hickey. 'ts isn't gonna kill me!" you chuckle while zipping your sweater up.

sungho didn't say a word and placed his arms around your waist, pulling you into his embrace. "i'm just so sorry." he whispered into your ear. "i know you are, and it's okay!!" you reassured him.

your hands gently picked up your bags and headed straight to the door. "you better not be sad when i come back sung!!" "i won't, okay?" you nodded to his response and opened the door.

"just so you know though —"

"you're on a kissing ban, till this thing goes away." sungho's eyes widened as you said that with a smile. "NOOOOO" sungho whined, a pout forming on his lips. "i might give you a kiss if you at least help get rid of the hickey." you giggled.

🐰 : sorry if this is bad. I'm trying to get into the groove of writing (TT)

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dogsd2y · 10 months

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genre fluff established relationship , pair kim donghyun x gn!reader wc. 0.5k words ( boynextdoor ) warnings not proofread, mentions of knives, food (fruits), slightly suggestive, kiss ✿ ׅ ࣪ ⊹ 🧸

authors note donghyun brain rot i need him 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

donghyun knows he has you wrapped around his pretty little fingers.

a simple touch from him makes you melt and he just loves that. so when he finds you making breakfast instead of staying in bed with him, he knows exactly how to get your attention.

arms sliding around your waist, chest pressing to your back. you feel the weight of his head when he leans it on your shoulder, his hair tickling your cheek. " you have to take care of me," he exhales slowly, smiling into your neck.

" once i'm done," a large thud from the cutting board. " i wanna kiss you," he whispers into your ear, his breath warm and hot, tickles. you can't help but giggle at the feeling. you try to do it gently this time, cutting up the fruits.

but his head on your shoulder makes it difficult to move your hands freely but you try not to pay too much attention.

he bends down every time you do, and his hands find their way to your stomach, sliding under the shirt, and rubbing circles on your skin. " hurry up," donghyun says.

and it makes you impatient and annoyed, the way he's touching you, you need to finish this, wanting to hug him, to finally kiss him, but-

his lips on your neck. it makes you roll your eyes, gripping the knife harder. you aren't surprised, you saw it coming a long time ago. And still, it gets you every freaking time. his touch is lingering, it stings and wet and warm. your breath caught in your throat. donghyun's lips on your neck. slow and soft and loving they trace your skin gently, non-stop.

he knows what he does to you. your soft pleas don't stop him. he doesn't hear you, his lips trailing your collarbone. his hands slide up your back, pushing back the collar of your shirt leaving a few kisses on your bare shoulders and that's the moment when he reaches the peak of your patience

" stop it," you drop the knife against the cutting board, a frustrated sigh leaving your list. still, it only makes him smile like when you finally turn in his arms to face him. your eyes shining with annoyance and love. " what are you doing? im trying to-"

donghyun dips his head again, a kiss to your jawline. he holds your head in place, the other ghosting against your body. and you try. you try to whisper but you fall into his trap. his lips meet yours and you’ve melted into puddles. eyes fluttering close you’ve lost, and he smiles, nearly knocking your head back when you finally succumb to his lips.

he hoists you up against the counter, as you yelp at the sudden change of environment. "it worked," his eyes shine too brightly, when he smiles, a toothy grin displayed just for you. " you can't resist me," his head shifts to the side, caressing your bare thighs before hugging your waist, head at your chest now.

and he's right. of course, he's right. you can't resist the kim donghyun. "coming?" you laugh, running your hands through his hair.

" do I even have a choice?"

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lovinenha · 3 months

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leehan fingering you?😳

fingering with leehan is such a brainrot thought to me im going crazy 😵‍💫 tysm for the ask

we all know i think leehan can’t keep his hands or lips to himself when you're around so most times when he’s laying down and making out with you on top of him, his hands are wandering down to your cunt to see how turned on you are for him. he 1000% hums into your mouth when he feels how wet you are for him and toys around with your clit over your underwear before pushing his fingers inside.

other times he likes to have you sit on the bed, legs up and spread as he sits beside you. he's still fully clothed as he’s stripped you almost naked swiping his fingers over the wetness pooling in your cunt. he likes to get you worked up by rubbing circles around your clit making you whine and squirm before he dips inside you.

he’ll push two fingers in, he’s too impatient but also because he loves the way you whine at the stretch, curling them to hit that spot inside you. his other hand strokes the top of your head playing with the strands of hair.

when you tell him you're gonna cum he leaves it to the last second to bring his mouth down on you fueling your orgasm further as he looks up into your eyes.

not huge on dirty talk but when he’s got you spread out for him fingers deep inside he knows he’s got you wrapped around his finger (literally) so he’ll ask “does my baby love having my fingers deep inside her?” his other hand is still stroking your hair making you look up at him and nod “yeah, you love them? tell me, tell me you love my fingers and i’ll let you cum”.

also fingers you after cumming inside. doesn’t like seeing his hard work left on the sheets.

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emeraldenha · 11 months

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TAKE A SWING!

pairing: sporty bf!jaehyun x gn!reader | genre: established relationship, fluff | wc: +1.3k words | warnings: just jaehyun being cheesy

“Soccer?”

“No.”

“Basketball?”

“Nope.”

“Football?”

“Haven’t played it a day in my life.”

“What about golf?” Jaehyun attempts once again, turning his head to look your way as the two of you take an afternoon stroll through his neighborhood park.

Unable to return home for the holidays this year, your lovely boyfriend, Jaehyun, was ecstatic to use it as an opportunity to invite you to his hometown over break. And besides the stressful meet-the-parents dinner that awaited you the first night of your arrival, it’s all been smooth sailing from there as Jaehyun avidly showed you all his favorite places from his childhood. It’s a rush of both old and new memories overlapping simultaneously that you’re somehow able to sense despite not experiencing the former, but Jaehyun knows just how to paint the perfect picture for your mind to envision his little stories from photo album to reality.

Earlier during your walk to the park, you passed by some kids playing a seemingly competitive game of basketball on the basketball court and it washed Jaehyun with a wave of nostalgia, prompting him to reminisce on his flourishing sports life growing up.

Now, he was trying to get you to play a sport with him. Any sport. He was desperate for you to know how to play anything, badgering you with a list from off the top of his head.

“Yes, if mini golfing counts,” you answer with a chuckle, mindlessly swaying your intertwined hands back and forth. “I’ve only gone once though.”

It’s almost as if Jaehyun perfectly times stepping out into the sunlight after having walked through the shade casted by a line of towering trees, the glow on his face you can feel from him internally as much as externally.

“Perfect! Then we should go mini golfing for our next date,” he cutely declares, letting go of your hand for a second to bring you into a suffocating bear hug. “This is going to be so much fun!”

“You’re so dramatic!” you whine, but secretly, you love this side of him. When he loosens his grip on your waist, you’re greeted with his giddy, contagious smile. “You’re acting like I don’t already go out with you to games and stuff.”

His lips transform his blinding smile into a playful pout. “But you always make me explain what’s going on. Every. Single. Time.”

“Don’t act like you don’t love it when I do that. You always have this sort of golden flex in your eyes when you get to talk about the things you’re passionate about.”

He then goes from a pout to a smirk.

“What was that you said? A golden flex in my eyes?”

The next day, he talks your ear off about how excited he is all morning from the moment he wakes you up to get ready up until you’re in the passenger seat of his car. He’s definitely dressed in his golf attire for the occasion too—collared pollo shirt tucked into khaki pants in all their glory.

“Are you sure you want to drive?” you ask while buckling your seatbelt, frankly a little concerned.

You were the more comfortable one with driving in the relationship and that was a well-known fact. His car was practically your car. You even drove the entire road trip to his parent’s house, no prior discussion or agreement required.

“I can do it!” Jaehyun insists, starting the engine and carefully pulling out into the street. Not too long after, he almost swerves out of the lane he was in while trying to avoid a bird flying across the windshield. You don’t understand why he was so taken aback when it’s not like the car was going fast enough to hit the bird anyways.

“It still baffles me you have a license. Was the examiner watching you while half asleep? We’re going the speed of a turtle right now,” you tease, leaning your head back against the headrest as the music from Jaehyun’s playlist only adds to the rather calm atmosphere.

Suddenly, the car speeds up causing your body to lunge forward.

“Jae, you can’t just do that either! You have to ease into it!”

You would have smacked his arm if you weren’t so petrified that it’d cause the both of you to crash.

Amused by your reaction, his laugher rings through the air as you keep your eyes peeled on the road for the remainder of the drive.

When you get to the mini golf course and start playing, you learn that you feel like a loser standing next to Jaehyun for two reasons. One, your previous mini golfing experience was essentially good for nothing. Two, because of reason number one, Jaehyun was going easy on you and was still winning by a mile.

“I suck,” you complain like a child, as much as you hate to admit.

“Come on, you’re not half bad,” he attempts to convince you, but you don’t believe a word that comes out of his mouth.

He had to say that. He’s your boyfriend, and he’s too kind. You could wack the golf ball all the way into the parking lot somehow and he’d still try to say you weren’t ‘half bad.’

“Says the guy who’s barely even trying. How do you make it look so easy?”

Grabbing your wrist to drag you to the next course without a word, he meticulously adjusts your stance, making you feel like your limbs were being possessed by a mannequin.

“Myung Jaehyun,” you warn, though it can only be followed by empty threats. You can already sense what he’s about to do, your heartbeat picking up its pace, because even though close proximity is an obviously familiar concept between the two of you, it still gets you each and every time.

Circling him arms around you from behind and drawing you into his back, his hands rest over yours on the golf club as he swings, nearly achieving a hole-in-one. You’re secretly glad that’s not the case though so he can hold onto you a little longer, but unfortunately, the ball makes it in by the next shot. You still cheer as if you had done all the heavy lifting, feigning an unaffectedness for his touch and choosing to tease him instead.

“Pulling that move? You’re so cheesy, you know that?”

“But you like my cheesiness!” he retorts, cheekily stealing a kiss on your forehead.

A flurry of laughs erupt from both your throats as you feel a buzz through your jean pocket. You take a step away from Jaehyun for a moment to check your messages while he’s filling out the scorecard for you.

“What are you on your phone for?” He asks once he notices, and while a normal and innocent question, you notice the slump in his shoulders and his big puppy dog eyes all in a quick glance.

He wants your attention.

“Nothing. It’s Sungho. He’s just asking me how to do something,” you say and promise it won’t take long in order to console him, tongue slightly sticking out of your mouth as you draft a response to your mutual friend.

You only make it halfway through what you’re trying to say before you feel a weight on your shoulder. Jaehyun’s head has found its way there as the tip of his nose tickles the side of your neck.

“I love Sungho and everything, but can we worry about him later?” he mumbles into your skin, face probably flushed red if you were to guess. He continues, “I wanted to come here to spend time with you. No interruptions. Just for today, please.”

‘I can’t say no to him, can I?’ you think, the temptation to cave in hitting you quickly.

Rushing to finish whatever sentence you were on, you press send and write a quick follow up text to Sungho that you’ll get back to him later before shutting your phone off.

“I’m all yours,” you say, craning your head until your noses are touching. You press a lingering kiss to his lips and the blissful feeling is enough to erase the world around you. “For today, tomorrow, and every day after that, I’ll be yours.”

“My cheesiness is starting to rub off on you.”

You only shrug. “I don’t know, I think you were right. I do kind of like it after all.”

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flwoie · 4 months

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TABLE TENNIS — KIM DONGHYUN

☆ when vandalizing your seat by writing how you’re done with love creates more vandalism by a response the next day in blue sharpie.

STARRING ≻ schoolmate! leehan x gn! reader (guest star : danielle of nwjns) GENRE ≻ romcom small angst hs au heavily inspired by that one scene from ‘para sa hopeless romantic' (PLEASE U GUYS SHOULD WATCH IT, ITS SO GOOD) CONTAINS ≻ vandalism (duh) so many timestamps and im sorry abt it WORD COUNT ≻ 682 (not proofread im sorry i gave up on using grammar checkers)

🗯️ sona's back with the weird ass titles??? dont know a slick about bnd but here i am. hope you’ll like this anon 😊

You're done with love.

This is the fourth time you've gone on a date with some weird guy. They keep getting worse every time. Your first date couldn't stop talking and not letting you say a word, followed by your second one, who didn't want to pay for his food, and your third one, well, he couldn't stop calling you insecure—when you weren't. If your friend sets you up on another one, you might as well just go for the first one.

She shows you Instagram profiles of other boys who find you interesting—from what she's heard by others. You interrupt her and slightly push her phone away from your face.

"Y/N, trust me, they're not going to be as bad as the others!" She urges.

"You said that last time. I'm done, Danielle." You clicked on the top of your pen and started jotting words down on your wooden desk.

'I'M DONE WITH LOVE!'

You pointed out your writing on the table to Danielle, making her roll her eyes.

'Wow, emo. Are you heartbroken?'

Those were the words that were written below yours in blue sharpie when you walked into class the next day. You pulled out a pen and wrote down your response next to theirs.

'Not really. Men just irritate me. Speaking of which, are you a guy?'

Danielle walks in and sits next to you, observing that you're not only writing on your table but also smiling ear to ear.

"What's got you smiling now?"

"Look," you say, tapping on the ink engraved on the table, "someone replied to my vandal." She leans in to read your messages.

"Very modern," she sarcastically remarks. "Who knows, that could be the love of your life."

"You're crazy. What 'love of my life' are you talking about? We don't even know anything about them."

She nudges your arm after she puts her notebooks on her desk. "But, Y/N, admit it. You're excited," she teases.

Leehan eagerly walks into class as it is about to start and quickly sits down in his seat to look at your response. He grins and looks around to see if any of his classmates saw him.

He waited for everyone to leave after his class ended. His friend urges him to leave with him so they'll do their project, but all he replies is that he'll follow along. As his friend left, he popped off the cap of his sharpie and replied to your message.

'Not all men, I'm different from them.'

You looked at the message and started writing your response as you waited for your teacher to start class.

"What if we skipped our next class? So we can see who's answering your messages," Danielle suggests.

"No way. We're going to be absent from our next class just because you're curious about who's answering."

"Nuh uh, it's for love."

From there, your conversations continued, with more of yours and his other friends being invested in this so-called love series.

'So you're a guy. Well, I hope you're different from them.'

'Hah! I'm a good boy :)'

'Really now?'

Danielle grabs your pen right after you finish writing, continuing your message with her writing.

'Really now? Do you have a girlfriend?'

'Nope. I don't think anyone would want to date me. What about you?'

She squeals at his response, lightly pushing you back and forth. "He's single, Y/N, he's single!" You scoff and ignore her antics.

'Me neither. My friend won't stop setting me up on dates.'

Leehan hasn't replied to your message since. He's afraid that this might be his last chance at love. He's been rejected by so many girls, all for the same reason.

He just wasn't good enough.

You thought the conversation ended there. It's been days since you last wrote that, and the ink is starting to fade. Danielle lost hope as well until the end of the week.

'Maybe she can set us up together?'

"Hurry up and ask for his name. I might know him!" she exclaims as you quickly write an answer.

'I'd love that. I'm Y/N.'

'Leehan :)'

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elfwondy · 5 months

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christmas + taesan

genre: headcannon, fluffy, a part of christmas series including: a small headcannon, a small scenario, a moodboard & a mini playlist w: mention of drink, cuddling, giggling

♡ warm and close ♡ matching band tees and caro pants ♡ bedroom filled with blankets and pillows is your fixed location ♡ he will create a mutual reading list for both of you to read during the whole winter ♡ dark red as the theme color ♡ taking your guitar out and have some jamming sessions ♡ playing a christmas playlist that only oldies listen to on the vinyl player ♡ customizing hot chocolate cups ♡ journaling random self-written lyrics and poets ♡ movies that embodies: the dreamers (2003), harry potter and the goblet of fire (2005)

‘what are you doing?’ you ask as you see him running aroung the kitchen

‘making some hot chocolate for us in our cute little gorgeous tiny tiny gilmore girls cups.’

then you come and wrap your hand around his waist. now you’re being face-to-face.

‘last Christmas, I gave you my heart. but the very next day, you gave it away. this year, to save me from tears,...’ from wham!’s song by the way.

‘this year, to save me from tears…’ you mumble the lyrics underneath your breath.

‘you will love me more, right, right?’ he says while putting little pecks of kiss on your face.

then you both dance slowly to the music played on the vinyl recorder.

#boynextdoor #bonedo #boynextdoor headcanons #boynextdoor taesan #boynextdoor reactions #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor drabbles #bnd headcanons #emo boy 🐈‍⬛#Spotify

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yawnzzznnn · 4 months

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♡︎No Will No Way - Jaehyun♡︎

♡︎Special Thanks Too: pamhhanni, Jaehyun, BOYNEXTDOOR

♡︎Note: merry Christmas!! This may be out extremely late 😔 but at least it's out! I'm so sorry you had to wait so long, hopefully it meets your standards

♡︎CW: Jaehyun teasing : food : competitive reader : cursing (1) :

♡︎Prompt: Gingerbread Competition

♡︎Taglist: @mxlly143 - @cherriruto - @bunnie-stay-p1ece - @soul-is-a-strange-kid

12-25-23

You and Jaehyun were often competitive to one another, not in a toxic way, but an endearing way. Jaehyun loved turning your cogs, maybe even more than you loved turning his. "Mines gonna be way better" Jaehyun said a hint of slyness in his voice, pausing you turn to look at him, a competitive glint shining in your eye.

"No way" you said glaring at him, Jaehyun smiled "if there's a will there's a way" he shrugged making you scoff, "there is no will and there is no way" you commented pettiness lacing your words, Jaehyun bit back a laugh.

More back and forth between you and Jaehyun went on for almost 20 minutes, till you guys actually started, placing a blinder between the two of you, the blinder being a big box from something Leehan ordered. Making sure neither of you could see one another's houses, immediately you started, working hard putting your blood sweat and tears into the small gingerbread house.

"And time!" You and Jaehyun yelled in sync as the timer went off, both of you laughed, Jaehyun reached to move the blinder while you turned the timer off. Settling back into your spot, you glared at Jaehyun's house, nothing on how it looks oddly similar to yours, "wait" Jaehyun laughed, "how did we manage that" you commented looking between yours and Jaehyun's house, the only difference is, yours has a tiny man and his doesn't.

You and Jaehyun spent 10 minutes in awe, wondering how you both did the same design. "Ok wait" you breathed leaving the kitchen grabbing Woonhak, dragging him by his hoodie into the kitchen, "tell me which is better without knowing who's is who's so you can't pick favorites" you demanded, Woonhak looked between the identical houses "but they look the same-" he said confused.

"Doesn't matter pick one" you said, he nodded pointing towards yours "fuck yeah! See I told you there's no will no way!" You yelled doing a mini celebration dance, Woonhak looked confused before leaving the kitchen, Jaehyun rolled his eyes grabbing his phone from his pocket, wiring you $20 "this is so stupid" he mumbled making you laugh, Jaehyun dropped his fake salty attitude, joining your laughter, the both of you spent your time eating your gingerbread houses you worked so hard on, while you gossiped and joked.

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byeuijoo · 5 months

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let them sleep 𐀔 kim leehan

genre : pure fluff ⋆ warnings : none ⋆ word count : 0,8k

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ୨ ✩ ୧

you don't usually slept at leehan's dorm often, it's quite rare for you to come knowing that his roommates are there, and that he doesn't have a single room. but last night you desperately needed to see him and hold him in your arms, that's why you'd find yourself at the dorm's door at past two in the morning. your boyfriend didn't wait long before pulling you by the hand to give you a hug, his cheek resting against the top of your head and his arms encircling your waist. « i'm sorry, » you whispered, hiding your face against his chest as he gently closed the door behind you, « i didn't want to bother you. »

but donghyun reassured you, lifting your face to him to place a warm kiss on your forehead, his hands against your cheeks, and the prettiest of smiles hanging from his lips. « you never bother me, » he whispered in turn, moving his thumbs to tenderly caress your skin, « let's go to bed, okay? »

nodding positively, leehan slipped his hand into yours to pull you to his shared bedroom, where riwoo was already sound asleep — headphones hooked on his ears. it was a relief for you to see that your presence wouldn't disturb him, you'd never forgive yourself otherwise. lucky you left home in your pyjamas, so all you had to do was slide into your boyfriend's single bed. leehan lay down first, while you closed the bedroom door gently, before climbing onto the mattress and settling in beside him. instantly, he lifted the blanket and laid it over you, as you cuddled into his arms to find even the slightest source of warmth.

dropping the top of the blanket over your shoulders, leehan finally slips his arms around you : one under your head, the other around your waist. « are you comfortable? » he asked in a whisper, his face close to yours. nodding and muttering an almost muffled yes, you moved slowly to get completely close to him, placing a kiss on his upper torso as you slipped your arm around him. his hand around your waist drew invisible patterns on your lower back, as you buried your face in the warm skin of his neck. « are you feeling better? » he asked you this time, moving slightly to be more comfortably glued to you. « much better, thanks to you. i wouldn't have been able to sleep without you. » you whispered back, placing a warm kiss on his jawline.

mumbling a “good” into your hair, before giving you a small kiss on it, you end up closing your eyes and holding him close, as if it were the only comfort you could find. « good night honey. » he said at last, keeping you warm against his chest for the whole night ahead, leading you both to fall asleep against each other, your hearts beating in unison.

but you must have forgotten something : the alarm clocks in this dorm are quite loud, especially when one of them is called myung jaehyun. the door opened wide, and suddenly jaehyun's voice made you pull the blanket up over your head and leehan's. « wake up ! wake up ! it's time to wake up ! » he almost shouted, throwing himself onto the other bed, where a wide-awake riwoo beckoned him to make less noise. « shhh, let the other two sleep. » ordered the blond boy, which aroused the other boy's curiosity.

« the other two..? » he whispered, standing up on his forearms to glance towards leehan's bed, and catch a glimpse of your hair sticking out from under the blanket. his eyes became as round as marbles, as riwoo gently pushed him to get up, « have they been here long? » — yawning, the blond boy shrugged his shoulders while nodding negatively, pulling on jaehyun's arm to force him to follow, « don't know. probably since the middle of the night. »

after that, their voices became more distant and the bedroom door was closed, leaving the two of you once again in peace and quiet. flickering your eyes and sighing softly, your warm breath gently awakened leehan, who set his sweet gaze on your pretty face. « morning sleeping beauty. » he whispered, moving to hide his face in the hollow of your neck. hooking your hand around the back of his neck, you tenderly caressed his skin, placing a small kiss on his temple, « morning love. »

both of you were definitely not ready to get up — especially knowing you were going to have to explain why you were there. your boyfriend's arm tightened around you, pulling you against his body so that not a millimetre remained between you. « let's keep it that way for a while, we'll deal with the rest later. » he suggested, moving slightly to place a kiss against the skin of your neck. nodding positively, you closed your eyes again and drifted off into a deep sleep, simply enjoying leehan's warmth and the comfort he had brought to your cold night. after all, everything else could wait.

reblogs & feedbacks are highly appreciated !

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chiiyuuvv · 9 months

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THE STREET RAPPER - SUMIN °

~~~~~~~~♡

I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the sidewalk as I just left school. I sigh happily, watching the scenery before me; the birds were chirping, the colorful flowers swaying in the light heat. The clouds looked like big balls of cotton candy.

"Brrrr~ Grrr-yo! Skkr!"

My eyebrows furrow as I adjust my glasses, following the sound. A boy sits there with a cap on the ground, filled with various quarters and nickels. He raps a verse, attracting a small crowd.

I smile softly, nodding my head with the rhythm as I step towards him, digging into my pocket to find my lucky quarter and throwing it into his cap.

The boy stopped for a second, looking up and giving me a bright smile. I smile back, an unfamiliar knot in my stomach forming. Turning my legs, I walk away, replaying the moment in my head as I head home.

~~~~♡

My paintcan falls to the floor as I carefully finish my landscape, wiping some of the sweat and paint from my brows. I breathe in deeply, laying on my chair as I look around, finally realizing that my paintcan had fallen on the ground.

I pick it up and grab a piece of paper, writing down a few things I would need from the store. And yet another paintcan.

Grabbing my bag, wallet, and phone, I bolt out the door, walking to a local convenience store.

The bells jangle as I step inside the store, bowing at some of the employees as I make my way to the arts and crafts section. I grab some cans of paint and brushes, quietly cursing myself for not getting a basket.

I walk back to the entrance with my hands filled with stuff as I could not see where I was going. "Ahh!!" Someone yells as my things fall down on the poor latter. "Oh my, I'm so sorry!" I panick, quickly helping the person up.

"No it's my fault," a deep voice fills my ears, which I later identify as a boy's voice. I look up, my eyes widen as I realize its the boy from earlier. He waves his hands, smiling brightly as his eyes shrink. "Hey your that girl from earlier.." he points at me, snapping me out of my trance. "Yeah.." I smile shyly, scratching my neck as I look down.

"Thanks for the quarter.." he smiles fiddling with it in his pocket before looking down at the mess. "Oh shoot.. let me help you with that." He drops of his knees, stacking it carefully as I help him. "Wait I'll go get a basket." I say before quickly running.

Coming back, he puts my things into the basket, lifting it up with ease. "Painting huh?" He asks, looking at my things before looking at me. "Yeah it's a small hobby I have." I smile. "Isnt that too heavy?" I ask, pointing to the two big cans of paint. The boy shakes his head. "This would actually be perfect for working out." He jokes, making me laugh.

Engaging in the small conversation, I lead the boy to the checkout center. "Hey I dont think I ever got your name." I say, laughing at the joke he made before. "Oh yeah! Sorry I forgot!" He laughs, scratching his neck. "Its sumin." He smiles. I smile back, telling him my name as I pay for my supplies, secretly grabbing a bag of chips.

We walk out of the store with a comfortable silence, the wind lightly swaying our hair in the moonlight. Sumin smiles softly, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he turns to me. "I like you." He says suddenly, nodding to himself quietly. "Me too." I say, reaching into my bag and handing him the chips.

"Wahh you didnt have to do this!" He laughs, taking the chips and opening the bag, offering me one. "Hey I had to repay you somehow!" I playfully hit his shoulder, taking the chip he offered me. A big goofy grin appears on his face as he bites into another chip, laughing along with me.

A/n: I actually did not like writing this at first but after changing up a few things it was so much fun!!

I wouldn't been able to finish this imagine if it weren't for my bestest friend <3

#xikers drabbles #xikers fluff #xikers imagines #xikers fanfic #xikers #Spotify #kpop #xikers fanfiction #xikers au #boynextdoor #bnd #sumin #xikersau #spotify #xikers sumin #sumin xikers #soft imagine #sumin x reader

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snoozbin · 3 days

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on wednesday we wear pink

fem!reader x jaehyun ・ fluff loser!jaehyun college au ・ cw not proofread wc 382

how could jaehyun say no to you?

you were just too adorable to say no too and that was and is jaehyun's weakness, you. "c'mon.. it's wednesday and you promised you'd wear pink with me.." your lips glossed with a layer of lip tint, making your pout even more unbearable.

2 days ago, jaehyun stayed over at your house. it was the perfect night to watch a movie so you decided to play mean girls, and that's when the idea came to mind. "let's wear pink." his head turned to face you. "huh?" the boy next to you said, confusion in the sound of his voice. "i said let's wear pink on wednesday." a slight smile formed on your lips. your face always made jaehyun fold, so like any whipped boyfriend he said yes.

and that's where this whole conversation came to light.

"fine! i'm only doing it though because you look so adorable right now!" a cheer left your mouth as you hugged jaehyun tightly, delicate hands placed around his neck. jaehyun's face was red as a mushroom, blush reddening up his cheeks and a silly smile that truly showed how whipped he was for you.

Walking hand in hand; you and jaehyun stepped foot onto campus. pink outfits that went hand in hand with the other. "i'll see you after class, love you!" a peck was placed on his cheek by you before you walked over to your class. the boy's heart was pounding like crazy, his hand against the cheek his girlfriend kissed him on, and eyes that could tell that he was so in love.

"god you better wipe the smile off your face, it's making me cringe" jaehyun's eyes turned in the direction of the voice only to see one of his friends, taesan. "but, she's so pretty.." he jokingly screamed before walking away. "okay.. we get it your girlfriend is soo pretty." taesan mimicked the older boy voice. "c'mon!! come so we can go to class, i don't wanna be late just because of some guy who is head over heels for his girl." he chuckled, watching jaehyun speed up his steps.

"you're just jealous because you don't have a lover.." jaehyun mumbled, sadly it was loud enough for taesan to hear. "i guess i am."

🐰 : loser men are and will always be the moment !!!!

#★ ( SNOOZED !! )#boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor #boynextdoor drabbles #boynextdoor jaehyun #myung jaehyun #bnd x reader #bnd fluff #bnd imagines #bnd #jaehyun #boynextdoor park jaehyun #boynextdoor fluff #jaehyun fic #jaehyun x reader #bnd angst #bonedo

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dogsd2y · 9 months

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what makes them break after a breakup.

genre angst break ups , boynexydoor x ex!reader , wc. 1.1k ( boynextdoor ) warnings not proofread, mentions of food (sungho), profanity : creds to @aobka for helping ' ty love ✿ ׅ ࣪ ⊹ 🕸

an angst angst angst !

JAEHYUN 명재현

he knew he should have just stayed home, it was a mistake to let himself be persuaded by sungho. and he only has himself to blame as he downs another drink, watching as you giggle another quiet whisper into another man's ear

we all know jaehyun wears his heart on his sleeve, his emotions raw, so evident. all this time, the pain, a dull ache he's been trying to push down comes back up.

he's angry? and sad, tired, and jealous. he feels his heart shatter, gripping desperately to pick up and glue the pieces back together. and he finds himself crying in his arms, his other hand gripped against the empty glass of alcohol.

he wants to hate you. he really does, he wants to hate you for moving on so quickly. hate you for the way you walked out so easily, the way you smile while he's still suffering and himself for losing you, himself for letting you go.

and he peeks at you for a bit. would you still laugh with him the way you laugh at them? would you still smile at him the way you smile at them?

but what really breaks him, what tears him apart, is that he sees you're looking at them the same way you used to look at him.

SUNGHO 박성호

it happens on a sunny morning where sungho starts his day as normal; makes his bed, washes his face, brushes his teeth, takes a shower and goes into the kitchen to make his breakfast

except there are two plates, two meals, two glasses of water but only one person at the table. it was a habit, an old one. sungho laughs at himself — a horrible, empty sound — and tears sting his eyes as he looks down at the food.

he thinks he looks stupid. dumb even, the table is set for two but he’s the only one eating. and it hits him, again and again, that you’re no longer with him.

the break up itself is a blur – all he remembers is the feeling, really. the defensiveness that swelled up and burst from inside his chest, the way he said some things he’d meant and other things he didn’t.

and sungho swallows hard. a sad smile drawing itself on his lips before he eats a bite. the house, it feels — he feels so empty without you.

there’s a shaky sigh that leaves his lips, as he downs his drink. it breaks him that he won’t have it anymore, he won’t have you anymore.

RIWOO 이상혁

it's when he listens to the playlist you made together; all the songs he liked best now reminded him of you, each lyric and sound had a little bit of you that made him break.

he knows it’s not healthy, he knows it’s not right and that he should just let go. but sanghyeok has the tiniest sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe you’ll come back to him.

and hits back his head rested against the top of the chair. he chokes up a silent cry, trying to distract himself from anything and everything. his nail presses deep into his finger, maybe it’s just a dream. just a dream, right?

he angrily wipes away his tears threatening to fall down. no hugs. no kisses. no sound of you softly humming to the music while you dance with him in the living room.

and it’s all his fault. would things have changed if he had just listened to you? would you still be together?

it’s quiet. and the room is empty. he feels empty. sanghyeok’s his fingers glide to the volume button. and now as the playlist shuffles and another song plays, the same songs that you dedicated to each other horribly reminds him that you’re never, ever coming back.

TAESAN 한동민

it hits him when he's met with your voicemail. his hair disheveled, still in pajamas, phone pressed to his ear. dongmin practically jumped out of bed at the exciting news he got.

and before he knows it, he's clicked your contact, a grin painted across his face. it became a habit when he hears good news that makes him so excited -- his first instinct is to call you and tell you about it, but the phone rings, and rings, and rings

then it hits, finally it comes to him that the two of you aren’t together anymore and his smile disappears, and tears start forming in his eyes, and his lips start to quiver and it's too late, he hears your voice mail and oh god, he doesn't know how long it's been since he's heard your voice

dongmin didn't mean to say all those things, he didn't mean to say it was over between you two. he's quick to wipe his tears, but they keep coming and soon enough he's crying into the phone.

it's becoming all too familiar, how long has he seen you? when was the last time he held you? he feels like he might just break down right then. dongmin hopes you'll listen to the voicemail and call him, just once.

LEEHAN 김동현

it’s when he finds a note from you, tucked away in his jacket pocket. it didn’t say much, just a slight reminder to take care of himself and be safe, with a small heart and your name, scrawled onto it. it’s a bit crumpled and faded but he can recognise the small my love, written next to his name.

the weakened adhesive is already starting to peel off, softly, slowly and donghyun swallows hard. he finally lets out a dry laugh, knowing he won’t be able to take good care of himself even as you wanted.

and his fingers brush across the paper ever so lightly, tears stinging his eyes, biting back a cry.

but he fails, he fails like he had failed you and feels an actual ache in his heart as he thinks about the smile on your face you had, while you were writing the small note.

it’s blurry, he can’t see the note but he holds it so preciously in his hands. he can’t take care of himself, not when you took a part of him with you.

WOONHAK 김운학

it's when he's curled up under his blanket, late at night, looking through your social media

he just wants to see if you're doing okay, is what he tells himself. what he keeps telling himself.

and when he looks at your Instagram feed and sees that his pictures and your couple photos are no longer there -- it's the realization that it's really over; traces of him erased from your social media and your life.

knuckles white gripping the blanket, sobs start to leave his lips. and he tries to hide it, but his screen starts to become blurry and tears start staining his cheeks.

and woonhak curls himself further, going back to his own feed to see what you guys once were, crying a string of sorry's, before shakily pressing the 'delete' button on all of them.

taglist. @sngvhs @eumpapas

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lovinenha · 4 months

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random nsfw leehan drabbles

warnings. smut (let me know if there’s any others)

genre. random leehan pairings mainly best friend!leehan and boyfriend!leehan

authors note. ngl just been in a leehan mood and wrote this on a whim also this is unedited and not proofread so if somethings wrong pls lemme know 💞💞

+there needs to be more bnd smut out there wtf

bestfriend!leehan who gets so turned on hearing your voice even when it’s a casual conversation on the phone. you could be talking about your day, how wrong everything went at work or what you ate today and as he hums along to your words he’s palming his cock over his sweatpants. over time he’s slowly gotten better at responding to you during his shameless act. asking more questions so you’re not suspicious of your longtime friend who’s now slowly jerking off to the sound of your voice.

leehan who openly thirsts over you to the boys in public or the group chat. The boys relentlessly tease him but there’s no shame in his game. If the boys are hanging out with you they send a photo to the chat tagging him for a response. He has absolutely no shame in sending porn links with the caption “how i’m tryna be with y/n” or posting his thirst trap for the group approval if you would like it.

bestfriend!leehan when you finally give in to the shameless flirting and make out with him on his bed. he’s only been dreaming of this every night for the past 2 years there’s no way you're escaping his arms now. with you sitting on his lap and his hands running up your back and sides under your hoodie to slowly pull it off and reveal your bare tits to him. lips never leaving yours and tongue finding home in your mouth as he continues his caresses. accidentally leaving bruises from how hard he’s gripping you as your barely clothed bottom grinds against his cock.

leehan is 1000% a drooler whether it’s him jerking off to your voice, a photo of you, youre sucking him off or when you’re fucking he’s drooling. his pillow and bed sheets are stained not only with cum but his drool from being so turned on by you. He just can’t contain himself. best believe when he’s sucking your tits there’s drool especially if you’re jerking him off during it he gets so distracted and just holds his mouth to your chest letting his saliva run onto you because he’s so desperate to cum.

the stereotypical girlfriend giving a blowjob under the desk while boyfriend games are switched. Leehan is so obsessed with you and your pussy that you can’t even study without him pushing your legs up and apart to fit his face in your cunt.

#boy next door imagines #boy next door smut #boynextdoor smut #leehan #kim leehan #leehan smut #leehan suggestive #boynextdoor drabbles #boynextdoor suggestive #boynextdoor imagines #kim leehan smut

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emeraldenha · 10 months

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SUNFLOWER (part two)