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#exo sehun drabbles
sunflowercheol · 2 years
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Sehun x Junmyeon x Y/N
Word Count: 802
Warnings: curse word(s), bratty Sehun lol
A/N: unedited :)))
31 Days of Halloween | Main Masterlist
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“I don’t like this,” you whisper lightly, as swirls of distinct blue and white smoke spun around you. You were outside in your garden, preparing it for the cold and collecting the last bits of your harvest. 
You slowly get up and put the last squash in your basket. You pick up the basket and start to step away slowly, without taking your eyes off the swirling weirdly colored smoke. 
Unfortunately, you were not able to see the male standing behind you until you bumped into him. 
“Oh, sorry!” you squeak out jumping away from him and facing him. 
There stood two males, one enveloped in a blue smoke and the other in white smoke.  
“Um, who are you and why are you in my garden?” you ask timidly to the two strange men who you can barely see through the smoke clouding them, primarily near their feet. 
The shorter one laughs and with a wave of his hand, the smoke dissipates into thin air, allowing you a clear view of the two males. “Nice to meet you. I’m Junmyeon, and this is Sehun,” he introduces, pointing towards the taller, standoffish looking male. 
“Not really nice per say, more on the weird side. Still haven’t explained why you appeared in my garden out of nowhere,” you mumble the last part under your breath. 
“Weird? What part of us is weird?” Sehun asks as he looks at you with judging eyes. 
You stand up straight. “I don’t know. Maybe the weird colored smoke? Or maybe your robes that reminds me of the witches from the movie Hocus Pocus?”
Sehun stomps his foot on the ground and takes a step towards you. “We are not like the Hocus Pocus witches! We have more intelligence than them!” Sehun complains. 
Junmyeon grabs onto Sehun’s arm pulling him back away from you. “Sorry about him. He’s touchy about the whole being compared to the witches from Hocus Pocus even slightly.”  
“Still doesn’t explain why you guys suddenly appeared in my garden,” you point out to them. 
“True,” Junmyeon responds as Sehun huffs and rolls his eyes. “Your garden? It actually has something that we kind of need.”
“Like what?” you question narrowing your eyes. “And how do you know my garden has this ‘something’?”
Junmyeon awkwardly chuckles. “Well, you see. This isn’t really our first time in your garden?” 
You stop to process what he just told you. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah, it’s not our first time, and you haven’t noticed before. Makes no difference, so can we just get what we need from your garden and go?” Sehun cuts in before Junmyeon could explain. 
“What the hell?” you exclaim a bit irritated. “Fuck no! Especially because you have been taking without asking.”
Sehun throws his hands up in the air. “Just give it to us! We need it!”
“To what? To suck the lives out of children?” you retort angrily at Sehun as he steps closer to you again. 
“You little-“ 
“Okay, calm down,” Junmyeon grabs Sehun from his collar and shoves him away from you. “So, we need one of the herbs you have for one of my sick brothers. We don’t use it as much since its used for more terrible situations, but it’s an emergency.” 
“What happened and what herb is it that you need?” you ask, intrigued on what an herb you cultivated would help them. 
“Doesn’t matter. Mind your damn business,” Sehun replies, rolling his eyes. 
“The plant helps with blood clotting and will help my brother’s bleeding to stop. It’s the Compositae one. The one that is covered with bristles over there,” Junmyeon points towards the back end of your garden, close to where you were when they manifested into your garden. “Some people were chasing my brother, and they managed to cut him deeply and has not stopped bleeding no matter what we have done.” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “He was hiding his family from these hunters that are out to get us because they don’t like what we do.”
“Which is practice magic, not eat children,” Sehun adds snappily. 
You just take a deep breath and look towards Junmyeon, deciding to ignore Sehun. “Just take it and go. I don’t really use it for anything, just really thought it looked pretty.” 
Junmyeon smiles gratefully. “Thank you so much. I promise I won’t take so much.” 
You smile and just shake your head. “It’s okay, just promise no more scary appearances.”
“No promises,” Sehun mumbles as Junmyeon promises that he won’t. Junmyeon glares at Sehun before looking back at you apologetically.
You smile and shake your head at Junmyeon. “Good luck,” you say as you walk towards your house. 
Junmyeon smiles softly at your disappearing figure with a grumbling Sehun behind him, picking the flowers.
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jonglo · 4 months
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Hello:) can i request one where the reader finds out she’s pregnant before Sehun’s enlistment? And she’s scared but his reaction is really cute and happy ♥️
an: once again work has been killing me sorry for the late response.
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I hope Sehun will be seen off well for his enlistment. I can't wait for him to come back. We will miss him <3
warnings: none
genre: fluff and angst
The first snow of December fell past your windows as the world around you froze while your eyes stared at the positive pregnancy test in your hands. What you have been praying wasn't true was unfolding right before your eyes. There couldn't have a worser time for this to happen to you.
A couple weeks before, you had begun feeling a bit unwell. Starting with a couple of headaches and fatigue. This of course progressed to feelings of nausea. With the winter coming, you passed this off as the flu. That was until you had missed your cycle. Well it just so happened that after putting off the test for weeks, you finally decided to take it the day Sehun found it appropriate to announce his enlistment. You felt the anxiety rush through your body as you stared at the two bright red lines. The silence engulfed you as your hands began to shake with fear. Doubt immediately started to take over your mind as the thought that Sehun would be upset and not present for the child came over you. After what felt like an eternity, you were finally able to snap out of your trance and decided to hide the test in the back of the medicine cabinet. Allowing one big event at a time.
A couple days go by and Sehun becomes increasingly concerned with your behavior. The constant stress whenever he starts a sentence with "Babe, Can I ask you a question?" showing through your demeanor. The constant pressure of having to mask your symptoms just to ease the burden of his enlistment. In truth, you were not only scared of this situation interrupting Sehun's wish for an easy dismissal but how this would impact the child. You wanted to tell him the news but no moment felt right. You constantly felt like a burden to his plan.
You managed to keep this secret for 3 days before Sehun came to confront you about this new behavior.
"Hey, is everything alright? You just seem very antsy recently.. Is it about the whole military thing?" He asked as he sat next to you on the sofa, genuine sincerity veiling his face.
"Oh yeah, it's just a big change from what I am used to." you spat out to quickly change topic.
"You know, I'm not going to be gone that long, my position is special. The whole social service thing is different." He responds before placing a soft hand on your back. This action causing for a strong emotion to arise.
"Im sorry.." you mumbled looking down in your lap, tears beginning to swell in your eyes. This left Sehun staring at you with a tilted head.
"For what? Already missing this handsome face? That's a given.." He rolls his eyes as a playful smile appears on his face.
"No.. keeping this secret from you." You mutter while wiping the tears from your eyes and chuckling softly at his joke. He watched as you stood up and headed to the bathroom to get the test. When you returned, you slowly placed the positive test in his hand and sat back anxiously and studied his face.
"Oh my god.." He mumbled as he stared at the test, causing for you to feel sick to your stomach in fear. You quickly jumped to explain yourself.
"Im sorry for keeping this from you. I know its a terrible time to bring this up and I know it ruins the whole enlistment process but I hope you aren't mad about this.. I wanted to tell you but there was no right time for this. I just couldn't bring myself to-" You rambled until you heard Sehun's voice interrupt you.
"Oh my god!" His eyes jolted to meet with your own. "I'm going to be a father!" His eyes jumped between yours and your stomach as his excitement rushed out.
"So you aren't mad about the timing...?" You muttered, taking time to adapt to his reaction.
"Mad? This is the best timing possible! I'm on the base for like a week then home for 2 years with no active promotions. I'm free to bother you and the baby every day!" He says, grabbing your wrists and shaking them with utter joy. "Like I don't think you understand... I'm going to be a father!" He shouts before flashing you a bright smile. You chuckle in response as you watch him express every ounce of joy in his body.
"Oh my god... I have to call and tell Jongdae that i'm a better father than him!" He yells before placing a lot of wet kisses on your face, making sure to place some on your stomach as well.
He jumps up and skips to the bedroom just to share his announcement as a way to prove his greatness. You felt like 20 lbs had been lifted off of your chest as his reaction proved to be the opposite of what you expected. This time as you sat with the pregnancy test, you were filled with delight instead of pure frustration and panic. These next two years were going to be filled with bliss as long as Sehun was by your side.
From the sofa you heard the sounds of Sehun boasting about his fathering excellence, which only made you so much more confident and excited for the future of this small family.
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synthetickitsune · 27 days
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Hello can you do #25 with Sehun from prompt list
“Can we talk? What are we? What are we doing?”
*narrator voice: the writer was too stunned too speak* - listen i rewrote this thing like three times, it's been in my drafts for months and i'm still not satisfied but in 2024, i'll accept that some things can't be helped lmao
Sehun (EXO) | “Can we talk? What are we? What are we doing?” fluff | 0.9k words | gn!reader
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The engine purrs, you hum and bob your head to the beat while he taps his fingers on the steering wheel. He keeps his eyes on the road, but he nods towards the cup of boba tea in the holder. You reach for the cup and lift it to his lips so he can take a long sip from the straw. You use the opportunity to drink from your own cup too. The second you put the cups back, there’s a hand squeezing your thigh appreciatively. You push back the feeling of something squeezing your heart too. You’re always doing that.
“You know, this just proves you didn’t need my help,” you scoff. His hand is warm, a comfortable added weight.
“I’m already driving you around. This is the least you can do,” Sehun dismisses you, ready to bicker with you every second of the day. He doesn’t mention he also paid for the drinks and neither do you.
His fingers are snug around the curves of your thigh. You dread the moment he’ll let go.
But being occupied by that, you don’t notice you’re spacing out and staring at him.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he smirks, and you think - what the hell, why not. Whatever you say he’ll find a way to push your buttons anyway. So you take out your phone and turn on the camera, clicking a blurry picture while he stops at the red light.
He tries to snatch the phone from your hands but you’re quicker, and the light turns green. You put the device safely back into your pocket. He frowns.
“What? Are you going to sue me?” you huff but it’s not with a laugh as he expected. As you expected too. Instead you’re looking at your phone with a frown matching his and your chest feels tight.
Where’s this coming from? The feelings, unwanted, rush through you. You’d like to blame exhaustion, stress, whatever, but you can’t. Not right now. Not when you know, deep down, that the feelings spill out because you’ve been holding them back for too long. And then his stupid hand still on your thigh. He didn’t let go even if it meant he’d get your phone.
“y/n?” he calls your name. His voice sounds unsure and you don’t blame him. You’re quite surprised you snapped so suddenly too. You want to play it off as a joke or something, but you’re not sure you could pretend as well as you’d need to. You’re tired of pretending.
“Can we talk, Sehun?” you rub your eyes just so you don’t have to look at him, look at anything. Maybe not seeing will make you impossible to see as well. “What are we? What are we doing?”
Just then the car stops and there’s complete silence. Awkward silence. Your thigh feels cold. You open your eyes and let them adjust to light again. Not ready to face your best friend yet, you look out the window. You’re at the mall, you’re where you’re supposed to be. You swallow and risk a brief glance at Sehun. He doesn’t look at you but he licks his lips, he breathes out all the air in his lungs before inhaling deeply again. And then he brings the car back to life and starts driving.
“What are you doing? Sehun?” you panic, barely stopping yourself from grabbing onto his arm or leg. It’s not like he’ll run anywhere but that’s maybe worse. You watch him turn the steering wheel and get the car moving again, slowly navigating through the parking lot. 
“Sehun?” your voice drops into a quiet whisper that finally alerts him to look at you. His eyes widen when he sees how upset you look. He has a car to drive, though, other vehicles and people to avoid. He pays attention to what he’s doing while he clumsily cups your face with one hand and strokes your cheek. He smiles when he hears you sigh in relief.
“Give me some face, will you?” he laughs softly, “I’m not asking you out at a mall.”
You’re so happy he doesn’t sound mad that it takes a second for your body to tense and freeze in a spot. Ask you out? “W-What do you mean? Where are we going then?”
You feel like the world is passing by too fast but you know he’d never drive recklessly, not with you in the car too. 
“We are going to my place, so we can both change into something more appropriate before I take you to dinner,” he explains, coolly, like he had the whole thing planned out from the beginning - which you very much doubt by the nervous clenching of his hands around the steering wheel.
“Asking me out in the car isn’t much better than asking me out in the mall,” you laugh, shifting in your seat, trying to ease some nerves in the pit of your stomach.
“I’m not asking you out, I’m telling you you’re going,” he says and his voice waivers at the end, but you’re too busy trying to get your cheeks to cool down to notice, “And once we had the dinner and a nice evening, then I’ll ask you to go out with me.”
He looks shyer than he sounded when he looks at you, but then again it’s not like you’re not a mess too. His eyes flicker between the road and you and you see his adam’s apple bob as he swallows thickly.
“That sounds nice,” your voice comes out smaller than you meant to, so you clear your throat, “I like it.”
He exhales in relief.
It’s no surprise to either of you when a similar scene plays out again much later in the evening.
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aqupisrecs · 11 months
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[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : SEHUN / OH SE-HUN
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CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst
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⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Oh, Baby! > </ ⚘ ♧ >
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⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Formidable > </ ⚘ ♧>
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Neighbors > </ ✰ M ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Kai > </ ✰ M >
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⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀While You're Asleep > </ ✰ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Teasing > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Mutual Mast*rbation > </ M >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Good Morning > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Drunk Scenario > </ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀A Hug Is All You Need > </ ✰ ⚘ >
⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Baby Boy > </ ✰ ⚘ >
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⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀How Sehun Acts When He's In Love > </ ⚘ >
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⠀⠀⠀⠀//coming soon...
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Updated [ 2023 - June - 10 ]
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ -> Masterlist
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inspired-by-the-music · 7 months
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decide: rewritten, coming soon!
pairing: sehun x reader
featuring: oc (ranea) as the reader's best friend; chanyeol as the reader's best friend's boyfriend
synopsis: sehun, the son of an international film executive, attracts a lot of attention at your film school. despite your attempts to maintain a level of professionalism, you find yourself attracted to him.
note: this is a rewrite of a fic that is about four years old.
available on: tumblr, wattpad
let me know if you would like to be added to the taglist! let me know if you want to see a specific work rewritten!
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mybiasisexo · 4 months
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DRABBLE GAME #5 [CLOSED]
After 1000 years, I've decided its time for another drabble game 🥳!!!! I think I'm going to do up to 20 asks, so put your request in while you can!! so excited to write like this again. Thank you for supporting me and enjoying my work! I adore you all more than you know 💕🥰
rules:
send a number (at most 2)**
send a member (exo only [ot9])
please dont send in more than 3
will only accept requests from THIS list
please be patient with me haha
**if a number gets requested more than 3 times it’ll get striked out
"I'm not jealous, you're jealous."
“Do you love me?"
"Come cuddle with me."
"What did I do wrong?"
"i’m gonna marry you one day."
"What one am I?"
"You saved me."
"She was hot, admit it."
"I’m pregnant."
"Well you’re not the only one."
"You’re my person. you’ll always be the one i go to."
"Just pretend."
"What are you doing here? it’s the middle of the night."
"I’m your husband, it’s my job."
"We promised each other not to be like this, but... I can't stop it."
"Welcome home."
"After everything…I’d still choose you."
"I think I love you."
"You know I can’t be found with you."
"I think you should kiss me."
"I wrote you a song."
"Just stay this time. Stay for me."
"Stop being so cute."
"For God’s sake, stop crying."
"You’re a jerk."
"I remember our first kiss."
"Did you get into a fight?"
"Are you cheating on me?"
"Quit beating me up!"
"You’re one of the most important things in my life."
"Can I call you that?"
"Touch me again."
"Could we pretend that we’re in love?"
"I dont want to go back to how we used to be. i want more. i want you."
"This is not a time to give me driving lessons!"
"You have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that."
"Maybe you could stay? Just for tonight?"
"I’ll kick his ass if you want me to."
"Please, let’s go to bed."
"I’m really lucky to have you."
"I think it’s adorable how easily you blush.”
"I thought there was time."
"You are still a baby."
"It looks good on you."
"And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations."
"You broke up?"
"We’re not ‘fine’."
"I’m not angry."
"Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?"
"Fuck, you are so beautiful."
"You’re playing with fire here."
"We were so young."
"I don’t deserve you, but i want you anyway."
"You're pretty amazing. you know that, right?"
"I thought I’d never see you again."
"I wouldn't have called you if it wasn't important."
"Just hold me."
"We're not just friends. you know that."
"I guess i was wrong about you."
"I sent you a bunch of kiss emojis."
"Can you just leave me alone?"
"You’re so clingy, I love it."
"You look like an egg."
"Well geez, if you don’t like what I’m wearing, I can go and change."
"Does he know about the baby?"
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
"But, I said I love you. "
"How drunk was I?"
"I won’t let you get hurt."
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spacequokka · 1 year
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Pairing: CEO!Sehun x Exotic Dancer!Reader Genre: Childhood Friends AU Rating: 18+ Summary: Of all the places to run into an old friend, a strip club isn’t high on the list. Word Count: 1.3k Warnings: None really. Might be fluffy or angsty. Depends on how hard student debt is hitting you.
Inspired by this post.
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In a way, Sehun supposed he should’ve thanked Chanyeol for choosing the family life. Things might have turned out differently if he’d been able to club-hop and party like they did in college. They’d had a rule to never visit the same club twice in a month, but since Sehun was subject to the new group of friends he’d found for nights out, he often found himself in the same place.
The newest obsession was a strip club that’d just opened. It boasted a casino theme with multiple stages and the best dancers in town. While nights out were meant to leave the day’s business behind, he knew the others were interested in investing in what could be a game changer in the industry.
Not him, though. He was just there for drinks and maybe a lap dance.
The inside was classy with touches of pop culture. He particularly liked the combination of crystal with gold accents. Made him feel like he was royalty. Their table was in VIP and he was secretly thrilled about the privacy. He liked to keep to himself and admire the view while nursing his drinks. The dancers on stage were gorgeous, but one in particular caught his eye.
You had to have been new to dancing. Your eyes were too wide at times and you had trouble keeping eye contact with the audience. A terribly shy little thing who knew how to move her body like fluid. The way you danced on the pole was mesmerizing and made him lean forward in his seat. If he was getting a lap dance, it’d be from you. Your performance ended all too soon and someone pushed his shoulder.
“You like her that much?” Mino laughed. Sehun opened his mouth to object but Mino continued, “Don’t worry, I got you. She’s coming up in a bit.”
Well, it was settled. He took a heady gulp of his liquor and bristled at the burn, adjusting his position in the seat. Another dancer took the stage and the others’ attention was stolen. Sehun saw a flash of pink out of the corner of his eye and saw you approaching their section. As you got closer to him, he studied your face, recognition tickling the back of his mind. He held out his hand for you and you took it, allowing him to guide you to him without bothering his friends.
“Would you like me to dance for you?”
Your voice threw him for a loop. It triggered nostalgia in the last place he’d ever want to experience it. He gripped your hand a little tighter and leaned in closer, turning his head away so you’d have his ear. “Say that again.”
“Dance? Do you want me to dance?”
He wasn’t mistaken. Your voice was more than just familiar to him. It was home. Back in his mother’s kitchen tasting pastries before going out to play. Back on the playground where he hid for games of hide-and-seek or searched for eyes that doubled in size when found.
“_____?” He looked at you, closer this time, inspecting every inch of your face. Sure enough, if he ignored the false eyelashes and slab of makeup, there you were. His lost friend from his childhood.
You froze upon hearing your name, eyes darting all over the place in panic before landing on his face. For the first time that evening, you looked someone in the eyes. “S-sehun?!”
He instantly lost interest in it all. The club. The dancers. His friends. He put down his drink and stood, quickly unbuttoning his suit jacket and shrugging it off.
“W-what are you doing?” You tried to stop him from stripping. “I don’t think they hire on the spot like this.”
“Oh, shut up.” He muttered, taking the jacket in his hands and putting it around your shoulders, shielding your body from view. “Outside, now.”
“We can’t just walk out. Security will—”
“Kiss my ass.” He finished as he guided you out of the VIP booth and towards the nearest exit sign. A big guy in a too-tight Baby GAP shirt blocked your path. “Let us through.”
“No one leaves with the dancers. No exceptions.” The guy tapped his hip and flashed the butt of a stun gun. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
“Sehun, he’s serious. He’ll use it if you push it.” You looked at him over your shoulder. “Can’t we just talk here? It’s a little quieter.”
Sehun groaned but nodded. “Fine.” He took a deep breath. “Where do I even begin? Why are you here? What are you doing?”
You clutched his jacket a little tighter around your body, the loss of body heat from the crowd noticeable with the skimpy two-piece you had on. “Without boring you with details…med school’s expensive. So is housing and food and…adulting is a lot harder than I thought. I had a few false starts and here I am, just trying to keep from dropping out.”
From the way your beautiful eyes went cold and distant, he knew there was so much more to the story than that. Lots of heartache and pain in just your voice alone. “How long have you been here?”
You shook your head and shrugged. “This is my first week. Still a newbie.”
He hated seeing you like this. Small and unsure. Guilt crawled down his throat and suffocated him. Of all people, he should’ve kept in touch with you. Even a phone call here or there to make sure everything was okay. He’d gotten so wrapped up in the whirlwind success of his modeling career and clothing line that he’d forgotten the people who’d gotten him through the defining moments of his life. Like you encouraging him to follow his dreams instead of giving in to his parents’ wishes for a medical student.
“Come home with me.” As soon as he blurted the words out, he wished he could take them back, if nothing else but to rephrase them better. “I mean, you don’t have to do this. I have space, an extra room you can have.”
“What? Oh, Hun, I couldn’t—”
“You could. You’d save a lot of money if you did.” The thought of you being safe and cared for, under his wing, gave him peace of mind he didn’t know he needed. “Right, and shit, I could do so much more. You wouldn’t have to pay me anything so you could save up. God, how much is your tuition? I could pay that off for you.”
You sputtered and shook your head frantically, hands trying to grab his shirt to get his attention. “Wait! I can’t let you do that. I can’t afford to pay you back for any of that stuff.”
“But I want to do it. And I don’t want money from you either. You were there for me when I needed it. Let me be there for you.” He could tell by the faraway look in your eyes that “no” was still on the tip of your tongue. He had a dirty trick up his sleeve, but if it meant getting you out of there and somewhere safe where you didn’t have to worry about your financial situation, he’d use it. “Please don’t make me call your mom.”
The timid look in your eyes gave way to something fierce and deadly. You let go of his shirt. “Really? You’re gonna use my mom against me?”
“If it works, it works. I know how much you care about her opinion. She’ll fly out here and kick your ass.” He put his hands in his pockets. “Now, are we leaving? I can have my assistant meet us at my place with things you need until we can get your stuff.”
⟨⟨ Series ML || Group ML ⟩⟩
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writingstuffandmore · 3 months
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Hello dearies!!
Wishing you all a happy and healthy new year! I hope this year turns out to be one of thr best years of your life and experience great things!!❤️
The last year had been a completely chaotic for me and as a result my fanfictions and the account suffered alot :")
Now, I am back and resettling my fanfictions, account into a new theme and shape, begin from a new chapter!
Thank you to all my dear anons, mutuals who always supported me in my highs and lows, spoke to me, gave me advices and became my strength!!
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its-not-sof · 2 years
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Hi! Can i request a drabble for sehun 9 + 15? Thank you ❤️
“I’m not even that drunk…” + “kiss me”
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“I’m not even that drunk…” you slurred, barely able to make eye contact with your best friend, Sehun.
He laughed at your bold claim. He had been watching how many shots you took, but he stopped keeping track after he could no longer count them on one hand.
“I think it’s time we got you home, Y/N,” he murmured, leaning in close to your face so he could be heard over the blaring music.
Even in the stifling warmth of the crowded house party, you could still smell his spicy cologne and feel the heat radiating off of his body. Your most drunken haze couldn’t dull the intense feelings you secretly harbored for him.
“Sehunnie…” you began, feeling yourself slip off the barstool you were perched on.
He quickly caught you in his arms, gently holding you upright.
“Yeah, I’m not listening to you, we’re done for the night,” he said, gingerly brushing your unruly hair out of your face. You rolled your eyes sarcastically, but reluctantly allowed him to walk you outside.
You slipped into the front seat of his car, fumbling with your seatbelt before eventually giving up. Sehun laughed softly at you.
“You’re helpless, you know that?” He teased, reaching over your shoulder to fasten you in. The subtle intimacy of his gesture made your heart flutter unintentionally.
“Thank you,” you whispered, closing your eyes as you leaned back into your seat. Sehun stared, unbeknownst to you, at your sleepy face for more than a few moments. He smiled silently, drinking in your features. For some reason, the sight of you relaxed in his front seat made his heart swell.
“Anytime, Y/N.” He replied, reaching out to gently stroke your cheek. You carefully opened your eyes to look at him.
“Sehun… kiss me.” You whispered, just barely loud enough to be heard.
Sehun’s eyes went wide for a moment, his fingers still resting on your cheek. Your request firmly stopped him in his tracks.
“Y/N, you’re drunk,” he muttered, still in disbelief. You bit your lip.
“I know I am. You heard me.”
Sehun searched your expression for any hint of sarcasm or mirth, but he found nothing but sincerity. Slowly, he leaned across the center console and pressed his lips to yours.
The kiss was gentle and slow, hesitant, but filled with years of unspoken confessions.
“Y/N, if you remember any of this in the morning, just know that I’ve always loved you.” He whispered, touching his forehead to yours as he pulled away.
You smiled, bursting into a joyous laugh.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you to say that.”
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Your Fat Mouth
“Oh, come on!” Sehun jerked awake at the yell in the living room. He groaned as he looked around, confused. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”
“Calm down, Ja Kyeong…” he heard Junmyeon say. Sehun sat up and stood, stumbling slightly as he made his way to his bedroom door and into the living room. He yawned before sitting on the couch next to his girlfriend.
“What’s going on?”
“The ref didn’t make the call!” Sehun looked at Ja Kyeong before reaching for the remote. The resulting ice glare made him pause. He was not the usual recipient of the ice glare – Baekhyun’s girlfriend or her brother, on the other hand... Needless to say, he froze in his reach.
“Why are you so heated up? That isn’t your team.”
“Yeah, but the winner will be playing us next.”
“You mean, your team. You won’t be playing. You can thank your current health condition for that.”
“No one would have even considered benching me…if not for your fat mouth…” She slowly turned to look at him. “Maybe I should have stayed at my apartment instead of coming to hang out with you. Actually, I think I am going to leave –” She shrieked as Sehun pulled her back onto the couch.
“Nice try. And it wasn’t my fat mouth.”
“Then whose fat mouth?” Sehun kept his mouth shut. “So the blame remains solely on you.” She refocused on the tv. “Ok! Seriously?!” She grabbed her phone and Sehun rolled his eyes.
“Is she always like this?” Junmyeon asked. Sehun shrugged.
“Never really paid all that much attention to her reactions during the games, to be honest. Too busy defending myself with Baekhyun and Minseok at my shoulders.”
“Fair.”
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jonglo · 5 months
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Welcome to my blog!
You can call me Lo, L, or anything similar they/she blk 18 SuKaiChen biased :3
Song of the day: Chill Kill ~ RV 💿
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synthetickitsune · 1 year
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Hello can we get #39 & #32 with sehunnie?? 🧡
Hello, thanks for requesting! I didn't know which prompts you meant so I went with fluff ones, I hope that's okay!
Sehun (EXO) | “I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time.” & “You make me feel alive.” fluff | 0.7k
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Your fingers trace his features, softly, for the sake of both of you. Pleasure still lingers just under your skin, making you just a little more sensitive and everything just a bit funnier. His smile is wide as he moves under your touch, guiding you where he wants you - and that’s his lips. You humor him, not flinching away even as he covers your hand with his and holds it to his lips, kissing your fingertips.
“You’re cute,” you chuckle, shuffling closer to him under the sheets. That interests him more and he drops your hand, letting it rest on his cheek, opting to hug you and pull you closer to him instead.
“You’re cuter,” Sehun counters, nudging your nose with his. You throw your leg around his waist and he hums in approval. He doesn’t know what to do, what part of you he wants to hold more. And so he gently caresses your body from your knee, over your hip and up your side.
“Nope,” you tease, “I’m in love.” It’s a whisper, shared against his lips before you kiss him. Suddenly he doesn’t care about caressing you anymore. All he needs is to have you near, so close there’s no space between your bodies. His arms wrap around your body, holding you securely to his chest. You need to whine into the kiss for him to let you part from him just enough to catch your breath. 
You stroke his skin where your hands cup his face. The look in his eyes is so tender you can’t take it, yet you hold his gaze. It’s not everyday he allows himself to be so open with you. You know he loves you, he makes sure of it enough, but he has his own subtle ways of doing so.
“I hoped I’d meet someone like you for a long time,” he breathes, the corners of his lips raised the slightest bit, “Thank you for loving me.”
You shake your head, muttering a soft stupid before kissing him again. Slowly, taking your time to feel him, firm and real against you. One thing your relationship with Sehun has taught you is that the time spent with loved ones is incredibly precious and should never be taken for granted.
“Of course I love you,” you tell him when he allows you to pull away again, “You’re the best thing in my life.” The urge to tease him is strong, a reflex at this point, but now’s not the time. Not when it’s the rare moment he’s being cheesy.
“You make me feel alive,” he confesses, resting his forehead against yours, exhaling slowly. There’s tension in his shoulders and your hands slide down to stroke the muscles, silently telling him to relax. 
“You’re always there when I need you. You take care of me,” he speaks quietly, his hand finds yours and he intertwines your fingers before continuing, “But you never let me forget who I am. And you pull me out of my head when I get stuck there. Thank you.”
You’re starting to get worried, and you consider teasing him even if it’s against the rule you made for yourself. It’s just unbearable to have him look at you with so much genuine love and affection. You want to kiss again, but he moves away, smirking at you.
“No, just listen to me,” Sehun purrs, happy that he has this effect on you. Maybe he could try to be more vocal about his feelings if it means seeing you like this more often. “It’s true. I want you to know.”
“But I know, Hunnie,” you sigh, smiling at him fondly, “And I’m also very grateful for you. Just the same as you are.”
“I know,” it’s his turn to nod, “You tell me all the time. I just wanted you to hear it too.”
This time he lets you melt your lips together with a pleased hum. He guides you to wrap your arms around his neck before he embraces you again, pulling you flush against him. You’re so warm and perfect in his hold. You’re his home and his strength, and he hopes you always remember that.
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januarylatte · 1 year
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After His Party : Mess Up
Pusing itu yang dirasakan oleh Isabelle ketika terbangun oleh bunyi dering bel pintu apartemennya. Sang dara tersebut bangkit dengan langkah gontai menuju pintu.“Iya ya sebentar siapa yang bertamu pagi hari,” gerutu Isabelle.Begitu Isabelle membuka pintunya, dia terbelalak melihat kakak tingkatnya saat kuliah dulu. “Jili, kenapa pagi-pagi sekali bertamu?” “Coba lihat sudah jam berapa?” Tanya…
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jazzaiko · 1 year
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Playlist - a short Sechen drabble
Rating: Teen (cw : kiss) Inspired by this 
Jongdae and Sehun are currently in a car ride, with Sehun driving. 
"Can I play some songs? It's so quiet," Jongdae whines. 
"Of course. My phone is connected to the car audio, just pick what song to play."
Jongdae happily picks Sehun's phone n opens the music player app, browsing some songs to play. He accidentally clicks on the playlist tab n saw a playlist titled 💚
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Jongdae can't help but laughs, teasing the younger, "Oh Sehun! Wow! I didn't know you have this playlist filled with my songs." 
Surprised, Sehun hits the brakes immediately and tries to snatch his phone from his hyung, his cheeks flushing red. "Return my phone pleaseee, hyungg"
"No," Jongdae giggles n tries to put Sehun's phone as far as possible. 
Being taller however, Sehun can easily reach out n gets his phone and corners Jongdae against the window. Their face are so close to each other now, making Jongdae's heart skip a beat.
Sehun whispers, "Why wouldn't I have a playlist filled just with your songs, hyung? You know I love ballads and you sang the best ballads out there”. He smiles a little. 
It makes Jongdae blush in return. "You brat," he pouts, which Sehun takes the chance to lean in and kiss those pretty lips.
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mybiasisexo · 3 months
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Normal 🍜
Genre: idek | exopower!au Pairing: sehun x Reader Length: 946 Warnings: vague...just like this warning lmfaooo
@avatarren asks: I love Drabble games! I’d like to request number 7 & 11 with Sehun!
a/n: idkw this one was so difficult for me. ig im getting rusty 😭
DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST
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You were in the kitchen of your small apartment when some commotion caught your attention. You turned around and screamed from the top of your lungs when you saw a dark figure by your open window—which was not opened by you.
“It’s just me!” An urgent, familiar voice assured.
“Oh Sehun!” You cried as you placed a hand over your racing heart. “You scared the hell out of me!”
“You should really lock your windows,” he reprimanded as he closed the one he entered from, before coming into the light of the kitchen. He was dressed like a soldier, his dark hair cut short, exposing his beautifully sculpted face.
“I live on the fourth floor,” you informed him, trying not to get too distracted by his beauty.
“Still….” He leaned against your counter that sat between you both.
You go back to the ramen you were cooking, trying to ignore the tall man behind you.
You’ve known Sehun for five years now. It was a rather long story, but you had gotten yourself tied up in some scary illegal government stuff, and he had helped you out of it. Helped you get back to normality.
Unfortunately, normal was a word he never could get used to himself. He was a soldier, a defender for both this world, and one he no longer inhabited, apparently. It was all very inconceivable. All you truly understood was that he ended up stuck on Earth fighting some evil force, and he and his other friends may or may not have superpowers.
Yeah, very inconceivable.
“Ramen?” You asked.
“Yeah,” he was quick to agree. You put the pot on the counter, handing him some chopsticks. He didn’t waste any time digging in.
“You’re dressed for war,” you mentioned, noting the camo outfit and boots.
He scratched his head. “Suho found a lead. We’re heading out to investigate in the morning.”
“Oh….”
“You scared for me?” He questioned with a smirk, teasing you.
You rolled your eyes. “I should know by now that you don’t need the concern. But…. I feel like somebody needs to. You guys are always putting yourself in danger. Whenever you leave, I always wonder if….”
You were revealing too much, getting to emotional. He caught onto that, and gently asked you to continue.
You inhaled some courage. “I wonder if it’s going to be the last time I’ll ever see you.”
His eyes took you in. You watched as they bounced around, locking with every point of your face.
“You have nothing to worry about,” he finally answered. Not going to lie, you felt disappointment from his reply. “It’s our job. Why we were created.”
“But you have lost people,” you reminded him, thinking about the Luhan fellow he brought up occasionally. The best friend that wasn’t able to escape the hell they endured when they first landed onto this planet. “You are capable of dying, you know?”
“We’re stronger now. And we’re always careful, we know what we’re doing.”
“I know,” you said, dropping your gaze to the little bit of broth left in the pot. You shook your head. “Never mind. Pretend I never mentioned it.”
He went back to quietly observing you. This was what your relationship mostly consisted of. He would pop in out of nowhere and watch you, as though he was trying to understand how humans worked.
He pursed his lips and walked around the counter to stand before you. As if he weren’t completely sure what he was doing, he slowly lifted his glove-covered hands to your face, pulling it up so that you were looking at him. Your breath got caught in your throat at the contact, he’d never touched you before, not like this. It was…intimate.
“Thank you for your concern,” he said. “It makes me feel good, knowing someone cares if I’m dead or alive.”
“Is that why you always come back?” You questioned, sounding a bit more bitter than intended.
He grinned down at you. “You’re my person. You’ll always be the one I go to.”
Your eyes widened from his confession. His person. It was the most romantic thing he’d ever said, but you weren’t sure if that’s what he meant it as or not. Maybe you were reading too much into it. His eyes glimmered with something though, something that led you to believe he was indeed being romantic, in his own little way.
You smiled up at him. “You’re sure it’s not just because you saved me all those years ago?”
“I’ve saved a lot of people,” he told you. “But I don’t check up on them.”
“Just me?” You breathed.
He nodded.
“Okay.” You blushed and glanced away, growing shy. “Well, before you go, I should give you something. As a thank you for saving my life.”
“You don’t owe me anything for that,” he declined.
“All the same.”
You stood up on your tip toes to press your lips against his. It was quick. He didn’t even have time to react before you were falling back to your feet. When you pulled away, he leaned down, returning the gesture. You share a few more kisses, his arms going around your waist, yours to his covered forearms.
When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours. “I’ll need that again, I think.”
You giggled. “Whenever you’re back from your mission, I’ll gladly give you however many more you want.”
He hummed and gave into the urge to kiss you again, this one lingering. Once you slowly broke it, he left you—out the door this time.
You stood in that kitchen, shaking and praying that he would return unscathed.
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spacequokka · 1 year
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Prompt: The dinner was elegant, with freshly pressed white linen beneath tall white candles that burned in silver holders; and a table set for guests who didn’t eat.
The table Sehun guided you to was massive, enough to fit ten people easily. “The others will come down when they’re ready,” he said as he pushed your chair in. “They gave me permission to start serving you so the food doesn’t get cold.” He uncovered the tray in front of you. The dinner plate was loaded with food that made your stomach growl. To say it smelled delicious would’ve been an understatement.
“Thank you.” You picked up your fork and carefully sampled the vegetables. “If you don’t mind my asking, why are they late? Is it because of work?”
“Oh, I don’t mind at all.” He grinned as he filled your glass with red wine. “You know we invited you here to sign the contract. Well, some of us are just about at our limit. In other words,” he bent down and whispered in your ear, “they had to be…restrained until you’re ready to feed them.”
“Oh. Oh.”
He stood upright again. “Yes. Don’t worry. As soon as they’re secured, the rest will be down shortly to join us.”
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