#han seojun x you

[riasimagine]

IMAGINE:

seojun and suho both into you, and fighting over you.

#imagine #reader insert #x reader #x y/n #x you #kdrama imagines #true beauty imagine #true beauty x reader #han seojun x reader #han seojun x you #han seojun imagine #love triangle #lee suho x reader #kdrama x reader #kdrama #gender neutral imagine #gif imagine #short imagine

[kazucinth]

Han Seo-Jun Hcs💞

Summary <3 : What happends if your dating the high school’s so-called ‘bad boy’?

If this man falls, he falls hard

Okay so starting off a week when you guys start dating is that he takes things rather slow like he doesn’t want to make you rush the relationship

At the first few weeks he is romantic, he buys you your favorite drinks before the first class starts, he always waits for you whenever you guys go to school (because whenever you see him riding his motorcycle you keep telling him to stop using it to school or tell him to be careful but majority of the time you just slide it off and let him be) and he always and I mean ALWAYS walks you home to school even if he’s tired, but if he’s busy then he’ll ask Cho-rong, he’s just worried about you yk?

Whenever you go to school, he would be constantly by your side (except the restroom ofc ew🤨) walking to school? beside you, talking with Soo-ah or Jukyung? beside you while scrolling to social media, lunch break? beside you while adding some of you favorite side dish from his plate and putting it to your plate, while on that topic, he’s next to you on lunch, someone tries to sit next to you? booped to the side, you remember that scene where he booped Soo-ah from the side after trying to sit next to Jukyung? yep just like that

He’s always trying to make your day, and he knows what your favorites are, you like a certain drink that’s not in the school cafeteria? he’s always buying it whenever he has the chance so that he could see the smile on your face whenever he gives it to you :))

He’s overprotective too, because you’re so beautiful that tons of voice actually ask you for your number, inside the school the other boys knows to back off but when you’re outside, it’s hard especially when you’re alone and  Sung-yon manages to notice you and immediately knows that your seojun’s s/o😭

His mom loves you a lot because you were able to make him smile🥹 and you are a really nice company and their house because technically you’re best friends with gowoon, she would tell you about the embarrassing things that seojun does!

(bonus if u can sing, you and gowoon always duet songs and challenge one another on who can hit the high note hsjdbd)

‘might write part two tomorrow or so hshdbdhd😭’

ps. THIS TOOK ME A LONG TIME BCS I AM NEW IM SORRY IF ITS BAD😤 btw request box is open <333

-xyn

#han seojun #true beauty #hwang in yeop #headcanons #x you #imagine #fluff #i love him #he’s so cute #han seojun x reader

[seojunandsoju]

Han Seojun as your boyfriend

Dating Han Seojun would include:

Being mostly only caring towards you

A LOT of hugs and clingy stuff even though he doesn’t look like the type to

HE'S SO KIND AN CARING!!!!! Would care a lot about what your friends think of him. He would be silent most of the time if you'd be talking to your friends cause he feels like he'll interupt something

would make an effort though^^^^^^

Cute walks at midnight together

him stealing your food

also him being jealous 24/7

he'd hate it when guys (or girls) would get close to you but he'd prefer to talk to you about it instead of getting all overprotective

^that being said he would let you go to the mall with your male friend but you'll probably find him somewhere in the mall claiming he's getting something for his sister......

he's so whipped for you :((((((

he will be giving you forehead kisses every minute of the day

He isn't reaaaalllllyy into PDA but he also kind is ??? it depends on the day and his mood

when your alone thoughhhhhhhhhh

a lot of neck kisses and long make out sessions

if you'd sleep togheter (innocent way) you'd be spooning with him being big spoon because he feels the need to protect you 24/7

This man would drop EVERYTHING for you. If you'd call him while crying he would find you location in seconds en take you home on his bike

He would take a longer route just so that u could calm down a bit ^

He was so shy when he confessed his love to you

He was stalking your bestfriend for days and kept asking her if she knew your favorite chocolate and what your favorite type of flower was

Once he finally found out he made you a love letter and put it in your locker

He would tell you to meet him at han river at midnight

When he asked you to be his and you answered with yes he was over the moooooooon

He keeps following you like a lovesick puppy cause this is his first relationship where he actually really liked the girl

Your so special to him it's sick

He would let you sit on his lap while he was busy writing music

9/10 times he's making a love song for you that's how inlove he is

His mother and sister would love you so much

You would stay up hours and hours with Gowoon putting on each others make up and styling each other

You'd be making fun of Seojun togheter

Late night convience store dates

He is good with his Hands and tongue btw

He would take you everwhere on his bike

He would be so mad at you if you ever got into a fight

But he would kinda be proud that u won though

When he was in the hospital he would be mad at u for "wasting your time" by staying with him until he could get out

Also your the only reason he made up with Suho

Since your friends with Suho

BEFORE he made up with him however, He would get so angry whenever you were hanging out with Suho

Suho knew that Seojun liked you since it's been like that since before their friend passed away

And since Suho himself felt kinda petty, There would be a lot of times when he would just straight up flirt with you. Making Seojun mad and jealous while the rumors would spread about you and Suho possible dating.... making a certain long haired girl from the same class as you jealous

#han seojun #headcanon #true beauty #lee suho #lim jukyung #kim jennie #kdrama #kdrama fanfic #kpop fanfic #fanfic #enhypen #bts fanfic #jungkook #blackpink #for you #headcannons #han seojun x reader #lee suho x reader

[icysab]

boyfie things with han seojun returns at popular demand for a part three~!

@youlookprettywithoutmakeup i’ve noticed you’ve been following me for awhile, and i just want to say i rlly appreciate it!! here’s the part three you were asking about ^-^

may contain kdrama/webtoon spoilers

gender neutral reader

without further ado, here it is!!

- he lets you do his makeup if you want to!

- you don’t need to add blush because he’s already blushing

- he does your makeup once too

- secretly makes a list of your favorite things in his notes app and things like your starbucks order, etc

- he tells you he “just remembered” though

- if you guys were apart, you’d watch terrible movies together on an app like discord or screenshare on facetime or something and make fun of them together

- will give you his jacket if you’re cold— even the expensive leather jacket he doesn’t let anyone else touch

- he won’t hesitate to kill you though if you do anything to it

- he finds it infatuating how well you get along with gowoon and his mom

- oh and those two absolutely adore you

- he really, really likes your hands

- if you have smaller hands, he finds it cute, and if you have larger hands, he finds it hot.

- he absentmindedly plays with your hands

- two words: sharing earbuds.

- you have playlists for eachother

- at one point you just decide to get a duo spotify account

- he sprays his cologne on hoodies, etc before he gives them to you

- will always make space in his pockets for your things if you don’t have any

- loves listening to you talk about things you’re passionate about

- if you’re close with your family, he’d want to impress them so so so bad and be so worried about what they’d think of him

- but he’s great at charming parents and has nothing to worry about

- loves showering at your place so he can use your shampoo and smell like you

- he loves watching you do skincare, if you’re into that sort of thing

- if not, he’d make you establish a skincare routine

- if he didnt like something but you loved it he’d lie and pretend like he loves it too

- he’d shovel spicy food that he can’t handle down his throat if it meant making you happy <3

- late night gas station runs, sitting under the stars together

- he’d save up to take you to a really really nice restaurant for a special occasion

- doesn’t ever forget a birthday or anniversary

- he wouldn’t do much for month anniversaries though, unless you wanted him to

- likes to buy you things and see you smile at him

- he’d hear you talk about how you wanted a love letter and end up writing you one

- and it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever read

- but you do make fun of his handwriting haha

- likes to study with you

- but not to actually study. no he likes that face you make when you’re thinking or confused.

- promises to grow old together <33

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[danihow]

Love hurts

Han Seojun x producer!Reader True Beauty

Summary: Falling in love with someone who doesn´'t loves you suck, but it sucks more watching them hurt.

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: unrequited love, han seojun is in love with jukyung, bad written, not proofread, angst.

A/N: i needed to do this to get this man out of my mind, my god why is he so perfect and so unreal.

You never thought love could hurt, not when it was such a beautiful feeling.

Working as a producer has been your dream all high school, being scouted by a Move Entertainment agent as a freshly graduated person was probably the biggest blessing you've ever received in the last 5 years.

You still remember your first day at the company as an apprentice of the bigger producers, sitting at the back of their studio in the couch and watching them come up with ideas, lead the idols and modifying simple sound onto a whole ass song.

Your heart felt so full of emotions that day you swore you could've cried from happiness even thought you were mistreated by other staff, you remember vividly how your face hurt from smiling on the way home.

Your shoes clacking against the tiled floor echoed through the empty halls of the huge building, it still amuses you to this day the was the floor never seemed to get dirty, always reflecting as if it was a mirror.

However, even if you could spot everything on the floor you still missed the person you were walking into, your head colliding against his tall back, startling out of your mind.

"Yah!" A man's voice flooded your ears before your eyes looked up to who you have crashed into, locking with brown foxlike eyes. "How do you manage to bump into the only other person in the floor?" He says, looking into you intently.

He was the prettiest man you've ever met, and even that was an understatement. The way his eyes complemented the rest of his face, his dark hair in a mullet giving him a mysterious and cool vibe that was just highlighted by his all-black outfit. It was probably the most memorable thing about that day.

"I'm sorry." You mutter, bowing a bit and smiling apologetically.

"It's okay, just look where you're going." He tells you in something between a reprimand and some advice, between polite and cocky. "You're a producer?" He asks, more for him than for you as he spots your producer badge hanging from your neck.

"Oh, yeah, I started today. I'm L/N Y/N." You smile politely at him, who nodded and gave you a weird smile back.

"Nice to meet you L/N Y/N, name's Han Seojun." He said before he continued walking, a small greeting bow before looking away. "Have a good night."

As the weeks rolled by you learnt from your superior that Han Seojun has a new trainee and was already relatively famous as it was too. Your encounter with the boy becoming more and more frequent the more he started practicing and the more you advanced as a producer. The two of you becoming close work friends rather quickly.

As the months turned into years and the level of comfort grew between the two of you the more your feeling for him surpassed the limit of friends, his laugh enticing a newfound warmth in your chest anytime you heard it, his eyes appearing in your daydreaming more and more often. Everything about him changing in your eyes to something else. Nonetheless, as your feeling for him grew with your friendship so did the secrets you knew from each other.

Even though you like him a lot you knew very well how much he liked Lim Jukyung, and you couldn't get mad at it, she has been in his live for far longer than you and is just and angel to be around; if anything you would've fallen in love with her too if you were Seojun.

"Y/Nie, you have done more than enough with those tracks, go home." Your superior mentioned as he walked in the studio, passing you a bottle of water and sitting by your side.

"Something is missing..." you mutter, your back aching from sitting in the same chair for so many consecutive hours, mouse scrolling through the track in the monitor for the nth time in the past half hour.

"You can review it tomorrow, go and rest." He said once again, pulling you away from the computer, your hands stretching as far as they could to keep on working until you were out of reach. His hand grabbing the mouse and saving the track. "Go." His voice was stern but with a hint of fondness, a soft smile on his face as you oblige.

Grabbing you bag and saying your goodbyes you walked out of the studio, opting for using the stairs as your exercise for the day. Eight flight of stairs you were kind of regretting your choice, but you were no quitter, so you kept going. "God my back's killing me." You whisper for yourself as your rub your neck tiredly, putting your coat on until a sound picked up your attention.

Instantly your mind went back to that one-time Jukyung playfully told you she heard from her sister that there was a ghost around the building, seemingly having been haunted herself a few times. "Aigoo..." You mutter, freezing in place as your ears try to pick up the sound again; a few seconds pass and you hear it again, however it seemed to be a sob.

Concerned and a bit less scared you kept on walking down, careful to not disturb whoever it was that cried silently. A few floors down you were met with the figure of a man, sat down in the stairs as his body shook painfully as he cried, his soft sobs flooding your ears and you wished to all the heavens above you were mistaking the silhouette with someone else.

Please, don't be him.

You took a few steps down, the closer you got the clearer he became before your tired eyes. "Seojun?" You asked in a whisper, close enough to crouch down and place your hand on his shoulder.

It shouldn't hurt so much to see the way he flinched at both your voice and your touch, his hand flying to push yours off as his face refused to turn towards you.

With a sigh you sat down beside him, not a word leaving your mouth as you looked ahead of you, giving him the time to do whatever he wanted with his appearance before you looked at him, letting him know you are not forcing anything out of him but instead offering him your company.

A few seconds passed by, maybe a whole minute before he kept on crying, hand trying so hard to muffle his voice as his tears never stopped flowing down his cheeks. Slowly you turned to look at him, taking the time to take in his appearance before sighing again. It hurt a lot to see him so broken.

"It's okay to cry it out, don't silence yourself." You whispered softly, hand slowly reaching for his and taking it off his mouth, a sob immediately following after. "I can leave if you want me to." You said, giving him a few seconds to react, taking his silence and lack of eye contact as a sign and stood up.

"Wait.... don't go," he said in a choked voice, hand flying to grab your wrist, eyes finally looking up at you between his tears. "Please."

"You don't have to ask me twice." You say, a soft and sad smile on your face as your crouched down in front of him between his knees, hands resting now on top of his cheeks and brushing away his tears. "You wanna talk about it or just exist for a while?"

Your tone was so sweet and full of patience he just felt like crying again, sniffing he kept silent, eyes roaming through your face and not once finding your company insincere. "I let her go." He whispers back, his eyes appearing as an open book for you to read, his mouth pouting and his eyes tearing again. "It hurts."

"I know it hurts, and it hurt to love her too, didn't it?" You ask, brushing a few stray hairs off his face and behind his ears, a mannerism you took upon on as his hair grew between haircuts. "I'm so sorry."

"Why does it hurt so much?" He said while desperately looking into your eyes for an explanation, his own hand clutching his chest as if trying to take his heart out. "Why do I had to love her out of everyone?"

He sounded so broken, so exhausted of his feelings it made you teary too, a burning sensation starting at your throat threatening to choke your upcoming words.

"You don't choose who to love, just how she didn't choose not to love you." You mutter, blinking away the stinging in your eyes. "It's part of life as much as it sucks." You whisper, shuffling in your feet that hurt from crouching for so long. "Love hurts, it's dumb how much loving can hurt when it's such a beautiful feeling, huh?" You can't help but chuckle at your own words, how ironic.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles after a while, his hands brushing off the last of his tears as he has now calmed down a lot more, you still crouching in front of him, never once taking your attention away.

"Don't apologize for being human." With a smile your hands sneak up to grab his and stand up, pulling him with you. "Come on, let's go and get some air. away from this creepy stairway." With one of your hands you clean his face of, not wanting anyone to see he was crying as your other hand never loosens around his.

As you walked down the stairs with him trailing behind you Seojun couldn't help but notice how secure your hand held his and how your presence soothes him, a small grateful smile on his face.

"Thank you, Y/N." He mutters as you drag him along, not once yapping or complaining of this ruining his tough image as he would've done every other day.

"That's what friends are for." You smile at him over your shoulder, because even if Han Seojun doesn't love you back, love hurts and it's part of life.

#han seojun #han seojun true beauty #seojun #han seojun x reader #seojun x reader #han seojun fluff #seojun fluff #han seojun fanfic #true beauty #true beauty scenarios

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

Cute || H. SJ

Pairing : Han Seojun X Blind! Reader

Genre : Fluff

Summary : Han Seojun didn't expect to fall in love so fast, neither did he expect the blind girl he ran into the other day to be so cute.

Wordcount: 3k :) 

[ Disclaimer; This is not an accurate description of being blind. ]

A shriek leaves your mouth as you're pulled backwards, falling right into the body of another person. 

" Yah! You should watch where you're going! Didn't you see that car? " A (very pleasant) voice scolds you. 

You hurriedly turn around, bowing deeply to whoever it is. 

" I'm so sorry! " You tell them. 

They sigh. 

" Honestly, don't apologize to me. Just watch where you're going. " The person scoffed. 

You 'look' back up again, hoping you're looking at their face. 

" I'm sorry I'm-"

" You're blind. " The person says. 

You nod. 

" Yes, sorry to bother, I will be on my way again. " You bow again. 

However, as you turn around, you're being held again by your wrist. 

" Don't blind people have a cane? " They ask. 

You can feel the colour rushing to your cheeks. 

" Uhm, yeah. Mine broke last week. My family can't effort one for now. " 

" So, they leave you to walk by yourself? "

" My mom's busy working. My older sister goes to college so she's generally just very busy- Don't worry though, I'll be okay. "

" Tell me your address. I'll lead you home. " They sigh. 

" No way. I don't know you. You could be kidnapping me for all I know. " You exclaim, ripping your wrist out of his hold. 

" My name's Han Seojun. I live on MadeUp street and I go to Seobom High. I'm currently 18 years old. " He introduces himself. 

" Y'know, for all I know you could be lying. " You point out. 

" Well, how would you get home otherwise? " He points out. 

" I know the directions by heart. " You smile. 

Han Seojun sighs as he's resting his head on the table. His mind keeps going back to that moment of yesterday night. 

The girl might've been blind, but her dark eyes seemed to twinkle under the light of the lamppost yesterday night. 

Truth to be told, he was scared something might happen to her. What family leaves a blind girl to fend for herself in the dark? 

" Yah, Seojun-ah, you're not even listening to a word I've said! " His best friend, Chorong, complains suddenly, bringing him back to present. 

" What? " Seojun huffs. 

" Ohhhh, what were you thinking about, a girl? " Chorong teases. 

" Maybe. " Seojun smirks. 

At his answer, Lim Jukyung turns around curiously, yet for the first time in months, Seojun doesn't feel the need to have her attention on him. 

-

" Hey! " 

Just as hoped, you show again, this time a few hours earlier than before. He's glad he decided to take this route straight out of school. 

" Oh, Seojun, is that you? " You ask him. 

He smiles. 

" Yeah, glad you remember me. I've come to walk you home again. " 

He watches as your cheeks heat up. 

" Oh, that's real sweet of you. You didn't have to though. " You smile, carefully walking over to him, running a hand over the building beside you. 

Seeing your movement, he walks over most of the way, so you wouldn't have to walk all the way to him. 

" I wanted to. I enjoyed our walk yesterday. " He tells you with a smile, one you can't see. 

" That's nice to hear. I did too. How was your day? " You ask. 

The two of you start walking, Seojun making sure to softly brush shoulders every now and then. 

" It was alright. I hoped I'd see you again. How was yours? " He asks in return. 

You smile sweetly at his words. 

" It was okay. I really didn't expect to see you again though. " 

And so the two of you walk, once again, all the way to your house. Seojun finds talking with you fun. You seem so soft spoken and delicate that he cannot help but feel a little smitten with you. 

" Hey, hand me your phone. " He says, stopping you from entering your house's gate. 

" What? " You ask. 

" I'll put my contact info in. That way you can call me when you're done in school, I'll pick you up when I can and walk you home. " He explains. 

You narrow your eyes at him. (You really aren't though, you're looking right beside him, but it's okay.) 

" How would I know you won't be stealing it? " 

He laughs. 

" Don't worry, even if I did, you can find me at Seobom High. C'mon. " He says, holding his hand out, momentarily forgetting you can't see him. 

He softly nudges your arm with his fingers. 

" Hmm, hand me your phone, and I'll hand you mine. " You tell him. 

He snorts, but does as asked. He takes your hand before smoothly placing his device in your hand. Once he's sure it won't fall out of your grip, he lets go. You take your phone out after a second, handing him an obviously outdated BlackBerry phone. As he puts his number in, the device speaks out every number he puts in. 

Once done, he takes your empty hand, placing your phone in it. He softly takes his own back too. 

" There goes. See you, hopefully, tomorrow, Y/N." Seojun grins as he pats your head before leaving. 

A few months later

Seojun has grown a lot closer with you overtime. Eventually he learned that you come from a very poor family, which was why you didn't have a cane when you first met. A few days after, you thankfully did. 

Now the two of you have gone into an easy routine of hanging out nearly everyday. The two of you rarely ever spend time at your place cause' there isn't much to do, but more often than not spend time at his. His mum loves you as if you're one of your own, and his sister has more or less become one of your closest friends as well. 

Currently, the two of you are hanging out in his room. 

" Y'know, tomorrow I have the day off. " You say whilst spinning around on his desk chair. 

Seojun looks up from the 'homework' he's doing. (His phone is in his book.) 

" Really? Nice. What're you planning on doing? I've still got school, but we can skip if you're up for something. " He tells you nonchalantly. 

You give him an angry look, one he finds all too cute. 

" No, skipping classes is bad Junnie. But we can make it later than usual. " You suggest. 

He hums. 

" Wanna sleep over? " He asks suddenly. 

You blink. 

" What? I haven't got any of my stuff with me. " You point out. 

" That's fine. You can sleep in my clothes and I'm sure we have a spare toothbrush somewhere.  My classes don't start until late in the morning anyway. "  

" Hmm, let me ask my mom. " 

And so it's settled. Tonight, you'll stay at Seojun's place. 

" Alright, would you mind if we share my bed or would you like your own mattress? I'm sure we have an inflatable mattress somewhere. " He says, his own cheeks tinting pink at the idea of it. 

Truth to be told, the closer the two of you've become, the more he's started to like you. So of course he hopes you'll share his bed. 

" I mean, I don't mind sharing your bed if you don't either. " You tell him, your cheeks pink. 

" Cool, want me to read to you in bed? " He asks. 

" Yes please! "

And so you come back into Seojun's room a while later, a pair of his shorts and his shirts fitting your form. Truth to be told, you look adorable in it.

His cheeks flush as he looks at you. 

" You look even better than I do in my clothes. " He grins, getting up from his bed to take you by hand. 

A small 'eek' leaves your lips as he pulls you forward.

" Don't worry, I've got you. I'll be your eyes, Y/N." He says softly. 

Once more, you start to feel the fluttering of butterflies in your tummy. The boy in front of you really managed to capture your heart in the short time you knew him. 

" Okay. " You reply softly. 

Just as promised, he leads you to his bed (which is only a few steps away.) 

" You can sit down here. " He says, patting his bed as he touches your shoulder. 

You carefully sit down, being mindful not to sit on the edge. 

It takes a while, but eventually the two of you find a comfortable spot together, with Seojun laid on his front, holding a book in his hands, while you're curled up beside him. 

Both of your hearts beat in sync as he reads to you, and you listen to the low hum of his voice. 

You're grateful to have run into Seojun. He's sweet, comforting and considerate. He doesn't seem to judge you for weak even though you're blind. 

It doesn't take long before Seojun realizes the soft breathing pattern he hears is actually you simply being asleep. He grins as he looks down on you, where your head slightly touches his elbow. 

" Aish, this girl. I don't even like to read. " He quietly complains to himself, before glancing down at you again and smiling fondly. 

He'll admit, you're cute. 

Putting his book away, he turns off the small lamp besides his bed, before turning to lay on his side, facing you. He softly swipes a few stray hears from out of your face, before taking your hand in his. 

That night the both of you sleep slightly more comfortable than usual. 

-

You're currently stood in front of, what you guess to be, Seobom High. Seojun often goes out of his way to pick you up, so you figured you might as well do the same. 

You assume your guess is correct, as you soon hear a lot of footsteps, accompanied by people (of who you guess to be your age) chatting away. 

" Oh, are you lost? " Someone, a woman by the sound of it, approaches you. 

" Oh, uhm, I don't think so. This is Seobom High right? " You ask, just to make sure. 

" Yes, are you looking for someone here? Maybe I can help? " She asks. 

" Uhm, no thank you. I don't want to be a bother. " You tell her, giving her a polite smile. 

" Don't worry about it, it's quite alright. I'm Soojin by the way, who are you looking for? " She asks you kindly. 

" Nice to meet you. I'm Y/N. I'm looking for-"

" Yah, Y/N, is that you? " 

Just the man you're looking for. 

Soojin watches with wide eyes as Han Seojun approaches the two of you, an actual smile on his face, instead of the rude smirk he usually wears. 

" Seojunnie! Yes, it's me. I thought I might as well pick you up today. " You grin. 

He smiles. 

" That's sweet of you. C'mon, let's go. " Seojun says hurriedly suddenly, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and turning you around, walking off without sparing Soojin a glance. 

Meanwhile Seojun had spotted Suho from a distance. The male seemed nowhere near interested in what Seojun was doing, but Seojun didn't want to risk catching you between them. 

" Oh! Bye Soojin! Thanks for being nice. " You hurriedly call over your his shoulder. 

Soojin blinked as the two of you walked off. 

" Is that, Han Seojun? With a girl? Since when does he have a girlfriend? " Sooah asks as she approaches her friend, causing Soojin to shrug. 

" No idea. "

The next day, Seojun is approached by Jukyung. 

" I heard you've found a girlfriend. I'm happy for you. " She smiles. 

Seojun knows there's no ill intention behind her words. Her words are genuine, and he's glad she's happy for him. 

" Thanks. I'll never let her meet your boyfriend though. " He says, leaning his head back onto his table.

" Yahh, Suho is nice, no need to be worried. "

-

Seojun is sitting at his desk this time, eyes on yours (although you're probably not aware of it), whilst you're sitting on his bed. 

" I can feel your eyes on me y'know. Is something wrong? " You ask him, now turning to face him. 

He blinks, not having expected that. 

" For how long have you been blind? " He asks bluntly, suddenly. 

You blink. 

Seojun, seemingly realizing how rude that probably sounded, tries taking his words back.

" Sorry, if you don-"

" I'm born blind. "

" Oh. "

" Don't worry. It's okay. Besides, being blind also means I don't have to worry about my looks- I often hear my cousins stress over their appearance. " 

Seojun studies you for a good moment, before eventually leaning over, his fingers brushing through your hair gently as he clears your face of a few loose strands. You jump once you feel his fingers, your heart beating just a bit faster than usual. 

" You wouldn't need to worry about it anyway. You're beautiful Y/N." Seojun smiles. 

You blush at his words. 

" Uhm, thank you I think? - Can I see you? " You ask him suddenly. 

He furrows his brows. 

" What? "

" I'm good at drawing. If you're okay with me touching your face, I can show you what I see- with my hands at least. " You tell him. 

" I mean, sure. I don't mind as long as it's you. " He grins. 

You smile widely. 

" Great! Do you have a pen and paper? "

And so he finds himself sitting still as your hands gently run over his face. It's a very odd feeling, but he doesn't mind it as he watches a sketch of himself come to life.

As time passes, his mouth slowly falls open at how accurate the drawing is. It's nearly like he's staring at a picture of himself, most of his minor skin details are even shown on the paper. The only thing that's missing are his eyes, that spot remains blank. That doesn't ruin the sketch though, instead giving him a more angelic look, if he may think so himself. 

" Woah. That's amazing Y/N. " He smiles as he's done. 

" Thank you. You're quite handsome. " 

" Of course I am, what did you expect? That I'd be bad looking? " He teases you. 

You shrug. 

" I don't know many people their looks, nor what most would consider pretty, but I always though you'd be , less good looking? I don't know, I'm visually not very creative. " 

Seojun has not heard his heart beat quite that loud in a long time. 

-

Seojun knows he's got a crush on you, and the more the two of you hang out, the stronger his feelings grow. After a bit of thinking, he decides that today is the day. Now is the time to ask you out. 

He impatiently waits until the last bell rings, leaving the classroom before most have packed their bags. On his way to picking you up, he picks up some flowers. He's careful that they don't sting, and that they smell good. 

After a while, he finds himself standing in front of your school. After doing some small research, he realized that your school is actually pretty close by. It's a little further from his house, but he'll spare those ten minutes. 

It doesn't take long before you come out, and he's quick to approach you. 

" Y/N! " Seojun greets you with a big smile. 

" Hey Seojun, you sound happy. Did something good happen today? " You smile at him. 

" I'm about to find out actually. You see, I like you Y/N. A lot. " He tells you bluntly, straight out with his feels. 

He watches as your eyes widen, and the scared feeling of rejection is quick to creep up on him. But before he can doubt himself too much, a big smile breaks out. 

" Really?! I like you too! I though that my crush was just one sided! " You say, jumping up and down before engulfing him in a big hug. 

Seojun grins, receiving your hug with one arm, the other still holding the flowers. 

" Definitely not. You run through my mind all day, Y/N." He says softly into your hair. 

" Oh, also, I got you this. " He says as he pulls away. 

" Is that what I've been smelling? " You ask, as he guides your free hand to the flowers. 

" I hope so. " He blushes. 

" They smell great! " 

" Glad you like them. "

" Thank you Seojunnie. " You smile softly, leaning over to kiss his cheek. 

The moment your lips touch his cheek, his heart skips a beat. 

Yeah, he's got it bad for you. 

[ A/N: My first try on a Seojun fic :D. I feel like I haven't exactly nailed down his personality yet, but at least I've made a start :], let me know what you think! Also, I'm open to Han Seojun/Lee Suho requests. ]

#true beauty #true beauty fanfic #han seojun #han seojun x reader #fluff #idkeitherman #we need more seojun ffs

[toothfa-1-ry]

°•°(๑˙❥2ND CHANCE ROMANCES❥˙๑)°•°

where, the pink haired boy and the sad girl, Find comfort in eachothers broken hearts and find themselves giving a 2nd chance to romance after swearing off it.

*•*GUIDE*•*

When you realise that the person you were inlove with never loved you back, you were broken but your heart broke even more by the fact that he was inlove with your bestfriend and that he never moved on like he said he did.

So, you go out and study abroad in excuse of trying to move on from him knowing that it was impossible for you however you find yourself getting acquainted with a boy pink hair. The pink haired boy seemed to have gone through the same thing as you. He understood you, you both understood eachother and found solace in eachothers stories. You both saved eachother.

But when you receive and invitation to your bestfriend and brothers wedding you are compelled to go back to your hometown. The scar in your heart still not fully healed seemed to re open again by the incident that happened months ago. That's when the pink haired boy steps in and saves your life again. By pretending to be your new lover

PAIRINGS: Non Idol Jaemin x fem reader

FEAT: Txt Yeonjun (depicted in a neg light)

GENRE: Angst, fluff included, friends to lovers, fake dating, love triangle (sort of)

A little inspired by "The Spanish Love Deception" by Elena Armas

Chapter's released : None

Taglist: Currently closed :(

A/N: The following series is currently in hiatus and is going through plot CHANGES BECAUSE MY HEAD SAID SO AND I CANT DO HAN SEOJUN DIRTY LIKE HOW JUGYEONG DID SO IM CHANGING THE ENTIRE DAMN PLOT IM SORRY

#2nd chance romances #na jaemin #jaemin #nct jaemin #nct dream angst #nct angst #nct fluff #jaemin angst #kpop imagines #love triangle #nct fanfic #nct dream #nct 127 #nct mark #kpop #na jaemin angst #nct #fake dating #fluff #angst #nct haechan #nct dream x reader #nct dream fics #nct dream jaemin #na jaemin x reader #nct dream series #nct dream fluff

[fairyhaos]

https://www.tumblr.com/fairyhaos/721583813948555264/wanna-write-a-hao-fic-just-so-i-can-use-these?source=share

Regarding this post. I'm currently watching true beauty and that pic of hao gives me very Han Seojun vibes so I was thinking of a bestfriend!hao fic. Where he's kind of a delinquent and has a tough,mean exterior but he's super soft and loving to you (in a tsundere way). And you're more on the sweet friendly side. So its like a gumpy×sunshine dynamic.

And obviously he has a big fat crush on you. Maybe bestie!hao wants to confess to you but poor boy is a little emotionally challenged so he asks his friends (maybe the maknae line of svt) for help to make a big grand gesture in finally asking you to be his. Please i need awkward delinquent hao trying to tell his cute sunshine bestie he loves her so badly🥺

Okay thats it. Thank you for coming to my ted talk 💞

HAN SEOJUN VIBES OML YOU ARE SO RIGHT !! hao with the grumpy x sunshine dynamic pls that's so good <3 i'm horrible at writing delinquent characters unfortunately but like. if i could write this then i definitely would <//3

#fairyhaos.answers #ask #dontlookatotheroppas

[jominhk]

Paper love.

Seojun x Soojin.

Original story, with some kdrama themes.

Soojin deserves a beautiful love story, that's why I decided to make this story, I hope you like it a lot. It would make me very happy to continue the story, so I would like you to let me know if you like it <3

From his first minute of life, literally. His father took care of his past, present and future, well that was before. Everything had changed two years ago, when she decided that the abuse she received from her father was hurting her more and more, causing her to hurt herself in the worst way. Thus; He decided to denounce him, with each of the evidence he kept since he was 12 years old, the age where it all began. Soojin, despite her age, was very mature and understood many things that young people her age did not, even so, her fear and her demand to be the best daughter, blinded her to the point of silence, hoping that some day. day to stop, to Soojin's bad luck, that never happened. Nowadays, everything is improving, she works as a secretary in a company related to entertainment, she is beginning to have real friends and not because of any particular interest. The relationship with his mother is becoming stronger and stronger and with it, he is beginning to understand what happiness and tranquility are. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~○~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Han Seojun all her life had grown up full of love next to her small family , his mother, sister and grandfather. At the age of 18, he began to enter the family business, a company that he had started based on his dream. Becoming a well-known character in the Kpop industry was something Seojun had dreamed of since he was little. To tell the truth, he was close to his dream, but at the same time he was thousands of kilometers away from fulfilling it.

Ever since her grandfather fell ill, Han Seojun had started to take charge of the company, in a way that made many employees uneasy, she became CEO of HSG quite young. The truth was that, despite this, the company was improving, it became one of the most recognized entertainment companies in the country and it was something that Seojun was proud of, it felt good to know that even if he was not doing what he was most passionate about, he was helping many young people with his same dream, to be an idol.

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Good morning, I really wanted to write this story. I know it's a couple that never had an interaction but I think it would be nice if they had a better story, although it's different, I trust it will have a good development.♡ Maybe in the next update they will know what the story is about, it can be a synopsis type or as such the chapter. But if I would like you to know from the beginning what is going on <3 My first language is not English, so I hope there are not many spelling errors. This story will also be on other platforms, it will be with the same name, in case you like to read it over there:) I would also like to know if you are liking it, you can comment or vote, as you like🖤🤍

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Hwang inyeop is Han Seojun.

Park Yoona is Kang Soojin.

Kim Young dae is Oh Nam-Joo.

Cha Eunwoo is Lee Suho.

Moon Ga-Young is Lim Joo-kyung.

Kang Min-ah is Choi Soo-ah.

Lee Woo-je is Kim Choo-rong

#han seojun #kang sujin #true beauty #kdrama #hwang inyeop #park yoona #suho lee #cha eunwoo

[kpophubb]

OMG SAME, I watched the last ep, my heart broke into a million pieces it was so so sad I hate the writers for not giving him at least another love interest:( WHEN WONIE SHOWED UP WITH HIS MULLET I REMEMBER BEING IN THE MALL WITH MY FRIENDS AND SCREAMING MY LUNGS OUT BC HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE SEOJUN😭😭😭😭😭i love it how they gave my baby the mullet it looks amazing on him:( And yes Seojun’s personality and looks made him the whole package, like he was really the main heartthrob in the show imo😌I will watch it I promise😁

Travelling is always fun I love seeing new things and i’m into photography so I really like to bring my camera with me everywhere to take pics🤓

PLS HE DESERVED JUK-YOUNG, I was so mad at her for not choosing him atleast when soo hoo was gone 😭 I know I sound very stupid rn bc they were the true couple who were meant to be but my heart pained so much for seojun and I loved him so much that it hurt 💔

Eunwoo is such a great actor and I always looked forward to his roles, but I gotta admit in this drama we were all seojun >> soohoo! 😩✊🏼💖 besides, seojun was a kpop trainee, A SINGER!! (Since childhood I love singers) and I love the whole bad boy x fl lead. As in someone who gives off a punk boy vibe but deep down is so kind and nice, he just needs the right girl to show his true heart to. 🥹

AND IKR?! Yang jungwon mullet xhdndjdndj the first day he came on live with hee with that hair!! I CAN UNDERSTAND YOU bc he really did resemble han seojun and for someone who’s loved his character so much, I GET HOW YOU FELT OMG!😳 even the webtoon character of seojun was so FINE, my heart went boom boom😭💥 pls we atleast needed one kissing scene. I was so waiting for that but WHATEVER HUH ! </3

Really?? I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY TOO but ofc I’m not a professional or own an expensive camera for that. But I ADORE photographers (me looking at you with heart eyes 😻) I take a lot of pictures too and I like journaling so I always carry my polaroid cameras with me!!

#mia’s asks #engene 💌 #wjj💖 anonie

[reveriehq]

One more question before I send my apps in lol any character suggests for bang Chan from stray kids? Thank you!

hi, angel ! i'm looking forward to see your app ! <3 for bang chan i could see han seojun ( true beauty ), billy hargrove ( stranger things ) , romeo montague ( romeo and juliet ) , jasper hale, ahn minhyuk ( strong woman do bongsoo ), kristoff ( frozen ), mal ( grishaverse ) , george knightley ( emma ), quicksilver ( x men ), jean kirstein ( attack on titan ), fred jones ( scooby doo ), lee eunhyeok ( sweet home )

#answered.

[itsseohannbin]

• Like A Volcano | Part Six | • SMUT MDNI

Han Jisung Mini Series

© itshannjisung, 2024

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Chapter Genre: Crack💥 Angst⚡️Fluff 💕Suggestive Themes 💋

-Bestfriends to Lovers Trope-

Summary: being best friends with the kings of kpop always has its ups and downs, and when you're offered a spot on the next European-American book tour to promote the publishing of your new book, there's one kpop king in particular who just doesn't want you to go.

Pairing: Idol!Han Jisung x Female Reader x Bestfriend Skz

** Includes two of my own original female characters, both whom are romantically involved with two of the members. Chan x Jo / Minho x Ash **

Warnings: Swearing. brief vulnerability over the trauma yn went through. good guy Jisung (srsly why can't all men be this incredible?). tooth-rotting fluff throughout but mostly towards the end. the boys do not use honorifics. reader is called jagiya & princess SMUT; making out. dry-humping/grinding. breast/nipple play. dirty-ish talk. soft!dom Han. brief dom/sub reader. praise kink. slight doting. fingering. anal play (f rec). edging. unprotected sex (dont do this). p in v sex. reader is on the pill, though it is not mentioned. failed pull out method/cumming inside. multiple positions. hair pulling (m rec). crying during sex. biting. overstimulation (m and f rec). flaccid-fucking. multiple orgasms.

I think that's everything. lmk if I missed something!

Word Count: 11k (lol whoops)

Screenshot Count: 8

**this chapter is edited and revised**

Enjoy!

The second you stepped foot back inside of your apartment with Jisung by your side, a wave of anxiety stabbed you abruptly in the gut. Not because of what was yet to come once the two of you eventually reached the bedroom, but because that same helpless feeling you felt earlier in the night had returned, hitting you at full force despite having Jisung glued to your side.

Your eyes darted around the living room nervously as you dropped your keys onto the table by the door and discarded your shoes. You expected something to jump out from the shadows at any given moment, though logically, you knew nobody else was in here. 

Still, your body tensed as you strode further inwards, your jaw clenched in anticipation as the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, waiting for something to happen.

A big part of you still felt Seojun lingering in every corner of the one-bedroom apartment you rented out, and when a gust of wind blew in through the cracked window and sent your curtains flying about, you nearly screamed in surprise. Fortunately, all that left your mouth was a small gasp, causing Jisungs arms to wrap around you in an instant.

“It’s alright, Jagiya.” he cooed softly in your ear as his arms tightened around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. “He’s not here. He can’t hurt you anymore.”

Your eyebrows shot upwards in surprise at his words, causing you to turn in his hold and look at him in confusion.

“How did you-?” you paused and squinted at him, the pieces forming together quickly inside of your mind. “Minho, that bastard.” you finished with an annoyed grunt.

Obviously it was Minho.

Jisungs hand came up to hold the back of your head as he pulled you into a hug. 

“Please don’t be mad at Min, okay? When he, Chan, Jo and Ash left in a hurry this morning I knew something was going on. I practically forced it out of him the second they got back home.” he explained. "I didn't want to believe it until I saw for myself, so I'm sorry for what I said back at the club. You didn't deserve the way I spoke to you. I was just hurt and confused."

You swallowed roughly at the news, wondering how much Minho had told him.

“How much do you know?” You asked, barely registering the coldness that seemed to seep into your words. You bit the inside of your cheek as you waited for Jisungs response.

“He didn’t tell me the details.” he reassured you, his arms still holding you in a tight embrace. “Just that that asshole was hurting you. He didn’t even tell me you were home.”

You nodded slowly, lost in thought. 

Despite wanting to be mad at Minho, you knew you couldn’t be. Your friends always had your best interests in mind, even if it didn’t seem like it at times, so Minho telling Jisung meant he was confident Jisung wouldn’t say anything to anyone, especially not to the others.

Though, you knew with how nosy and protective they all were, they’d all find out the truth eventually. It wasn’t like you were planning on hiding it from them, you just wanted to avoid the topic as long as you could. But right here, right now, you couldn’t think of any reason not to tell Jisung the details of what you went through.

You trusted him with your life, and this, whatever this was, was forever. He’d never leave your side again and you knew you’d never leave his.

“Do you want to know?” you asked softly, almost whispering as your head dipped and your eyes found your feet. You wouldn’t push it upon him, but you knew letting him know you trusted him with everything in you was important. He needed the reassurance, needed to see how serious you were about him, about this, about whatever came next for the two of you after tonight.

Jisung was silent for a moment as his fingers found the cast on your arm, causing your eyes to lift up anxiously and meet him once more. He looked pained and unsure as he stared at the plaster, as if the answer to your question was more than just a simple yes or no, because in all honesty, it was. 

This was about more than just finding out what makes each other tick, it was about being vulnerable and opening up about the trauma you worked so hard to push away. It was about giving someone the opportunity to destroy you and trusting them not to. It was about handing them a ‘get out of jail’ free card and then praying they wouldn’t use it, that they wouldn’t leave, that they’d stay.

It was scary. 

No, it was fucking terrifying, but for Jisung, you would do anything.

After a couple of short, thoughtful breaths, Jisung gave you a sad smile. 

“Not unless you want me to know. And even then, I won’t pressure you into telling me.” he answered, softly kissing the tip of your nose. “Just know that I’m not going anywhere, okay? No matter what you went through and who you become because of it, I’ll be right here. I’ll stick by your side while you work through this and do whatever it is you need of me to help. We’re in this together.”

It was like a flame had suddenly ignited inside the depths of your heart at his words. Like someone had poured gasoline into your veins in an attempt to bring you down, and Jisungs words, his encouragement, was the match that lit you on fire and allowed you to fight back.

The sentiment was short and sweet, one that anybody else would have laughed at and waved off as him being too cheesy, but to you, it meant everything. You could feel the sincerity and truth behind each vowel, each consonant, and it made your heart burst with a form of emotion you’ve never felt before.

It was more than the happiness and joy you felt when you were surrounded by your friends, more than the excitement and anticipation you endured when you walked out on stage and found thousands of fans staring back at you. It was more than any pain and sadness you felt during your time away.

This was it. This was true love. And you found it in your best friend, just like you always hoped you would.

A smile broke out onto your face and an unexpected sob escaped your throat as you stared into Jisungs big, beautiful eyes. The ones that held so much adoration, so much joy, so much respect. You saw galaxies upon galaxies inside them, the chocolatey brown nearly hypnotising you as they sparkled in the dim light.

In that moment, you wanted him, needed him, in every way possible, but the words got caught in your throat and all that you managed to squeak out was a small “Thank you Ji.”

Jisung smiled back at you, a laugh seeping from his lips.

“Anything for you, Princess.” he whispered. Your heart skipped a beat.

“Anything, you say?” you then raised your eyebrow suggestively, causing his gummy smile to fade into one of his signature smirks.

The way his eyes darkened as if on cue had a fire stirring in your lower belly.

“Absolutely anything.” he chimed back without hesitation.

And those words of affirmation were all you needed to pick up where the two of you left off at the club. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him to you, swiftly connecting your lips to his. Immediately, he scooped you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as his tongue pushed against your lips, demanding entry.

Before you knew it, you were straddling Jisung on the couch, your tongues both slowly and lazily tasting each other, exploring the expanses of what the other had to offer. While your fingers threaded through his hair, his hands explored you at an achingly slow pace. It was like he couldn’t get enough of you, his movements neverending as he memorised every inch of skin he could find.

All traces of wanting to rip his clothes off had exited your mind the second he sat the two of you down. There was no rush. You guys had the rest of your lives to jump into the sheets with one another. This night, however, would be one you both would remember for eternity, and the both of you cherished every breathing second you had as if it would be your last.

Every breath was slow, every touch delicate and teasing, every smile and giggle against the others lips dissolved into another long, searing-hot kiss. The two of you could stay like this for hours and still neither of you would be completely satisfied.

You weren’t sure how long the two of you sat like this for, just holding each other while your tongues battled for dominance, but when Jisung eventually pulled away, the two of you were breathless and exhausted.

You didn’t say a word as his big eyes found yours, his hands finally teasing the hem of the shirt you had on, a look of question in his eyes. He was silently asking permission to go further, to touch more of you, and you hoped the half nod and smile you sent back his way would suffice as an answer as you were still struggling to catch your breath.

Jisung didn’t give you much time to do so before he captured your lips once more and put his hands to work.

When his large, calloused hands dipped beneath the fabric, a jolt of electricity shot across your skin and a gasp fell from your lips into Jisungs open mouth. He smiled against you before reaching his hands higher, his fingers softly tracing up your spine until he came into contact with the clasp of your bra.

With one flick of his wrist, your clasp was undone, and he wasted no time bringing one of his hands around to slip under the cup and grab ahold of your breast.

With his other hand, he pulled your shirt over your head while he gently kneaded you in his palm, your bra following shortly after. He pulled away from your lips and leaned back to briefly stare at your now naked chest in wonder. 

“Jesus Christ Jagi,” he whispered delightfully, his thumb coming up to run across your already hardened nipple. Your body jolted at the sensation, causing an evil grin to lift the corners of his mouth while a puddle formed in your panties. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

A blush crept to your cheeks, but instead of feeling insecure and shying away from him, you felt your ego boost to a whole new level.

Jisung brought his face to your chest and delicately kissed the cluster of scabs that sat at the crevice where your torso and arm met. You expected the old cigarette burns to hurt when his lips came into contact with them, but you felt nothing but neutral sensitivity. The action was so intimate and soft you almost lost your senses, but then Jisung was back to the task at hand an instant later, the soft, sweet moment gone. 

“Does that feel good, Princess?” Jisung asked as he rubbed his thumb across your nipple once more, watching the way your head fell back while a moan escaped your lips. You nodded in response, your hips seeming to have a mind of their own as they swung back before dragging forwards against the bulge in his pants that didn’t seem to fully go away ever since you kissed him in the club.

Both of you moaned noisily into the emptiness of the apartment as you repeated your actions several more times, the two of you feeling the wave of pleasure you both so desperately craved but were too nervous to insinuate up until now. 

“That’s it Jagi, lemme’ hear those pretty sounds.” Jisung mumbled as his other hand came up to cup your other breast, his thumbs now both circling around your nipples simultaneously.

Your jaw fell open and your eyes squeezed closed as pleasure shot through your body at his actions, another moan eliciting itself from deep within. With his thumbs gently playing with your nipples and his dick growing harder and harder against your core, you swore you were on cloud nine. A laugh escaped Jisungs throat as he watched you seductively grind against him.

“That’s my girl.” he praised softly, smiling up at you. Your eyes popped open at his words, the praise sending chills straight down to your pussy, and he flashed you another evil grin before bringing his face back into your chest. 

He wasted no time in clamping his mouth down around one of your nipples, his tongue expertly running over it as his now free arm folded around you, holding you against him and causing a halt in your hips movements. A high-pitched cry left your mouth when he pinched the opposite nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, his tongue still working wonders against you.

It had been so long since you had any of this, felt any of this, that you weren’t sure what to do, how to react. No one had ever touched you like this before. Seojun barely spared you any type of physical affection when the two of you got intimate, and if he did, it was brief, never lasting long enough for you to even get worked up over.

Jisung was bringing you into unfamiliar territory, and quickly at that. Despite his strong hold against your lower back, despite wanting to melt into the way his tongue slowly worked your sensitive bud, blowing at it and nibbling when he needed to breathe, you couldn’t help but wiggle. You needed to feel this on top of the added movement of your hips grinding against his. You needed to feel that warm, fuzzy feeling build up in your tummy that you haven’t felt in years.

“Ji.” you cried as your hands flew up to tug at his hair, trying to pull him from your chest. Jisung mumbled a soft ‘hmmm’ in response, his attention solely focused on your breasts. 

“I need more.” you whined. The way your lower lip jutted out was more than a little pathetic, you knew that, but with the way Jisung was pleasuring you right now, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Jisung pulled away from you then and craned his head back to stare at you. 

“What’s wrong, Princess?” he doted, his fingers pausing in their attack on your swollen nipple and coming up to tug at your pout. “You want more?”

You cried against his touch.

“I need more.” you emphasised, your hips still struggling to move against his firm hold. "I need you." 

Jisung paused to brush a strand of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear and giving you a firm kiss on the lips before he released his hold on you.

"God, I want you so bad Princess." he whispered as his darkened eyes sparkled into yours. You swung your hips back and grinded hard against him, continuing your previous assault on the boner in his pants.

"Then fucking take me already Ji." you begged.

Jisung let out a small sigh and brushed some more hair from your face.

"I can't." he pouted. “Even though there’s nothing I would rather do more.”

You quirked your eyebrow and smirked at him as your hips continued their slow movement against his.  "Oh, and why is that Ji?" you teased around a small gasp, bringing your face to his jawline where you began planting soft kisses. 

Jisung sighed once more, his body growing tense under you, and you immediately stopped all of your movements. You pulled back to look at him, your eyes widening in concern as you took in the anxious expression that had suddenly fallen upon his face and the way he was nervously chewing on his lower lip,

“Ji, Baby, what’s wrong?”

Jisung swallowed roughly before his gaze fell to your shoulder. He pulled his lower lip into his mouth completely, his breath shaky as he gave you a slow response, the anticipation killing you.

“I just,” he paused before his eyes found yours again, his once darkened pupils now dilated with worry. “I don't want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you. We both have alcohol in us and I don’t want our first time to be made on a drunken decision that you’re gonna’ regret in the morning.”

His honesty melted your heart but his insecurities threatened to disintegrate it completely. You hadn’t even thought of the fact that the two of you were running on alcohol and adrenaline alone. You were completely consumed by him that you didn’t even stop to think about what he wanted, what he needed.

It was your turn to reach up and tug at his pout.

“Han Jisung, the man you are.” you whispered in complete awe. Jisung’s lower lip jutted out further and he blinked up at you through his long lashes.

“I’m sorry, Bubs.” he whispered. Instantly, your hands flew up to cup his face, forcing him to tilt his head back and look at you completely.

“Hey. None of that.” you lightly scolded. “Never apologise for speaking your mind and telling me how you feel, okay?” Your eyes shone into his so intensely Jisung thought he might cry. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint you and his anxiety was quickly making him feel as if he was.

He swallowed hard again, his eyes darting between yours. The two of you stared at each other intimately for a moment before he nodded, his body relaxing slightly beneath you.

"I will never regret you." you then added, making sure he understood every syllable and that he felt the truth behind your claim. “Never.”

A small breath of relief left Jisungs mouth and he nodded again, the reassurance charging him like a battery. That’s all he needed to hear.

“Thank you Jagi.” he whispered, his face leaning into the hands that were pressed against his cheeks. The warmth that radiated from your body mixed with the smell of you was soothing and comforting to him, so much so he suddenly felt tired and exhausted and like he could fall asleep right then and there.

You noticed his eyes closing, his body melding into yours, and you leaned forward to plant a kiss on his exposed forehead. Jisung smiled and opened his eyes slightly to beam up at you.

“I’d do anything for you, you know that, right?” you asked softly, your thumbs running delicately against his cheek bones. Jisung's eyes sparkled at your words, his lips tilting upwards into another one of his signature smirks.

“Anything?” he mimicked your words from earlier, causing a giggle to escape your lips. God, he could listen to that sound all day.

You gave his cheeks a small squeeze.

“Absolutely anything.” you quipped back before placing another kiss on his forehead, followed by one to his nose. Jisungs smirk broke out into a smile before he carefully hoisted you off of his lap and held his hand out to you while he stood from the couch.

“Come shower with me?” he asked, his eyes glimmering with joy. You stared up at him, your mind still trying to process how he managed to get you off of him and on to his feet so quickly.

“What?” you asked out of habit. It wasn’t that you hadn’t heard him, you heard him loud and clear, but your brain was foggy as the adrenaline from your lewd actions began to simmer.

Jisung took your hand in his and pulled you to your feet when you took too long to do so yourself. He wasted no time planting a kiss to your cheek before pulling you towards the bathroom door, that damn evil grin appearing on his face once more.

“The sooner we shower and clean up, the sooner we can go to sleep, and the sooner we go to sleep, the sooner we can wake up and do what we’re both dying to do right now.”

He didn’t even wait for your answer as he opened the door to the bathroom and pulled you promptly inside.

*****

Waking up the next morning beside Jisung was a strange and unfamiliar sensation. Not because you had someone in the bed next to you, that much you were used to by now, but because of the sheer level of intimacy that was shared between the two of you as your limbs tangled together in peace. 

You never woke up in another person's arms before, their face pressed into the back of your neck where their breath tickled you softly. It was strange to wake up engulfed in another person's scent, their arms wrapped tightly around your torso as if they were scared you’d disappear if they let go, even in their sleep.

It had been a long time since you woke up feeling this calm and at peace.

It had been a long time since you felt this safe.

You blinked your eyes open and glanced over at the alarm clock on your bedside table. It was only six in the morning. You let out a small groan. 

You were careful not to jostle Jisung too much as you reached blindly for your phone. You were happy to see you hadn’t received any more messages or calls from Seojun, but the twelve missed calls from Jo and the endless group chat messages left you feeling just as crappy.

You had totally forgotten to text the group last night to let them know you and Jisung were together and safe. You stifled a sound of guilt as you lazily swiped across the screen to read the messages everyone had sent.

You let out a small sigh, laughing silently to yourself at your friends and their antics. You debated texting them back, but Jisung shifting his body behind you had you dropping your phone to the table once more and turning softly in his embrace.

He lay on his back, his one arm still tightly wrapped around you while the other was now thrown across his forehead, trying to block the sunlight that poured into the room. A cool breeze blew through the open window, causing him to squeeze you against his warm body.

You rested your head onto his shoulder and glanced up at him, admiring him as he slept. 

He was absolutely exquisite.

His skin was glowing against the early morning sun, making the small scar along his forehead and the mole on his cheek stand out prominently. There were bags under his eyes, only slightly lighter than they were the night before, and his long eyelashes cast shadows across his cheeks beautifully.

The scar beside his eye was practically begging for you to run your finger along it, so you did, reaching up gently and making sure your touch was feather-light. With a mind of its own, your finger then moved to trace the bridge of his nose down to the tip before slowly running along the plushness of his lips. 

Your face began to heat up as you thought about his lips and what else they were capable of other than kissing you senseless, and you were so wrapped in the thought that you nearly jumped when Jisungs fingers dug into your side lovingly a moment later, signalling he was awake.

You grinned up at him and poked his mole, causing a smile to breakout across his face, his eyes still closed.

“Good Morning Princess,” he whispered, his voice raspy from sleep. “Did you sleep well?”

With your finger still prodding at the tiny beauty mark, you sighed.

“Better than I have in years.” you told him honestly. Jisung just smiled and brought his other arm around you again, pulling you up so you were laying on top of him, your legs now tangling with his.

You rested your hands along his naked chest, your chin propped on top of them as you melted into his touch and watched as his eyes opened slowly. He looked down at you as one of his hands reached up to brush his knuckles softly against your cheek.

“You’re so gorgeous, Jagiya.” he murmured. “I love you so much.”

You didn’t need to say it back. Jisung knew just from the twinkle in your eyes how deeply you felt for him. It made his heart pound in happiness.

The two of you were silent for a moment, staring at each other in wonder as you both got lost in thought. You felt breathless knowing he was yours now, completely and undeniably so.

You were so scared he wasn’t going to want you back after everything that happened. You were so sure you were going to tell him how you felt and he would just turn around and leave you in the dust, much like you left him. 

The fact that the two of you were here now, clinging to each other while you both tried to rid your bodies from sleep, was an absolute dream come true. It couldn’t have turned out better.

You impulsively reached one hand up to trace your fingers against his lips once more, your mind once again swirling with thoughts of him pleasuring you with it.

“I was so worried I wasn’t going to get you back.” you whispered, trying to mask the blush on your cheeks.

Jisung grabbed your fingers and kissed them gently before resting his cheek against them. 

“I was so worried you weren’t going to come back.” he answered just as quietly, his eyes staring into yours. You gave him a cheeky grin as you scooted up his torso, bringing your face level with his.

“Yejun told me about all of your late night endeavours. You’ve been pretty busy since I’ve been gone, huh?” you teased before planting a kiss to his cheek and nestling your face into his neck. You breathed him in as his arms wrapped tightly around you, holding you in place. 

A sigh left his mouth at your words and he let out an embarrassed chuckle.

“Yeah, I’m not proud of who I became when you left. Losing you was the worst thing that ever happened to me and it was obvious by my actions that I didn’t give a single fuck about those girls or their feelings.” he mumbled. You could tell by the tone in his voice he was severely disappointed in himself, so you lifted your head from his neck and poked his mole again as you stared into his eyes.

“Hey, those girls were lucky to have been underneath you.” you joked. Jisung gave you a soft smile and pushed some hair out of your eyes again as he answered, causing your heart to leap in your chest.

“And yet, none of them stood a single chance against you.”

You dimpled up at him, feeling speechless at his cheesy words before planting a tender kiss to his lips, though Jisung suddenly had other ideas in mind.

As you pulled your face away from him, his hand came up to hold the back of your head, halting you so he could chase you with his lips and pull you back down.

Despite the forty-five minute shower the two of you had the night before, where you did nothing but make out relentlessly in between washing each other's bodies, you still felt your stomach flutter when he pushed his lips against yours.

Despite the hour or so afterwards that you guys spent just holding each other in bed and kissing, never reaching past second base, you still felt your heart thump excitedly in your chest when Jisungs tongue slipped past your swollen lips and battled against yours.

Kissing him now felt as natural to you as breathing, but it still left you feeling breathless and weak to the butterflies that filled your tummy like it was the first kiss all over again. Well, second technically.

But, unlike the many kisses that were shared the night before, this one was quick to become needy and desperate. Gone was the long and slow exploration of each other's mouths and in came frenzied desire as you two clung to each other, both acknowledging it was now morning and you were free to do what you so desperately longed for all night.

With his tongue still battling yours, Jisung removed his hands from your head and let them roam down your body until they were cupping your ass. He squeezed handfuls of your cheeks into his palms, his nails digging desperately into your skin, causing you to hiss in delight as he pulled you against him. You could feel his bulge growing hard against the inside of his boxer briefs, and you felt excitement shake your bones when he lightly lifted his hips to push himself against your core.

You moaned noisily into Jisungs mouth as his hands then slipped further down your ass, his fingers reaching to prod lightly at your panty-covered core from behind. He wasted no time sliding your panties aside and running a finger teasingly along your folds, a groan leaving his mouth as he felt how wet you already were for him.

“Princess,” he mumbled against your lips, his hips pressing up into yours again. “You’re already so wet for me and I haven’t even done anything yet.” he teased as he slowly inserted the tip of his finger into you, only slipping far enough in to reach his first knuckle.

The feeling of just the tip of his finger toying with you had a whine slipping from your mouth as your hips began to grind against his.

“Sungie,” you groaned. “Need you so bad.”

Jisung grinned up at you in awe as he hugged you tight to his chest, his eyes sparkling in excitement when he slowly inserted his finger further into you. The most delectable sound left your mouth, encouraging him to then pump his finger in and out at a snails pace.

The feeling of his clothed dick pushing up into you mixed with his finger softly sliding in and out of your pussy had your legs shaking and your breath caught in your throat. He felt so damn good you could cry.

Jisung mocked the pout that fell onto your face with one of his own as he stared into your eyes, gauging your reaction to his actions.

“What’s wrong Bubby? Feels good, huh? You like it when I touch you like that?”

All you could do was nod in response and let your face fall into the crook of his neck, your breathing heavy.

It had been so long since you’ve been this worked up by something that wasn’t yourself and your own fingers. It was almost painful to feel your orgasm building so quickly.

Unexpectedly, Jisung slipped another finger into you at the same time that he dipped the tip of his thumb over the opening to your anus. A loud, almost pornographic gasp escaped from your throat at the unfamiliarity and foreign sensation.

No one had ever touched you there before, and while you never saw yourself as someone who would enjoy anything to do with that part of your body, you couldn’t deny the absolute euphoria that rattled your bones as Jisung repeated his actions once more.

“Is that okay, Princess?” he whispered, watching you intently for any signs of discomfort. You nodded quickly against his neck before lifting your face to come level with his again.

“Mm'do it again.” you begged before you pressed your mouth to his, the kiss immediately becoming sloppy, teeth clashing against each other as your resolve began to slip.

“Anything for my girl.” Jisung murmured back before he dipped his thumb into your opening again, his fingers moving in time with it.

The heat in your belly grew at double the speed as Jisung worked his digits inside of you. You felt manic as his hold around you loosened, allowing you room to move your hips against his all over again.

Within minutes, the three different sensations all working against you in tandem had you practically screaming, begging for relief. It was all too much.

Just as your head began to grow foggy and the heat in your stomach was on the verge of exploding, Jisung pulled his fingers out of you and flipped you onto your back, stopping you before you could reach your release.

A cry left your mouth involuntarily at the sudden loss of contact.

“What the fuck Ji?” you gasp, your breathing coming out in spurts.

Jisung smirked down at you from where he was hovering over your body on his forearms, his legs tangled with yours as he pressed his erection into your thigh. His silver-blonde hair fell into his eyes as that wicked smile spread across his puffy cheeks.

“Sorry Jagi, but I don’t want you cumming yet unless it's around my cock.”

A growl left your mouth unexpectedly.

“Motherfucker.” you ground out around clenched teeth as you pushed him off of you. Jisungs eyes widened in surprise but he obeyed you without a hassle, allowing you to push him back against the headboard and straddle his thin waist.

“Let’s see if you’re as bratty and submissive as everyone thinks you are.” you half-threatened, your hands working quickly to slip off his boxers. His thick, hard cock bounced back lightly against his stomach, causing you to pause and stare at him in wonder as you threw his boxers somewhere behind you.

Jisung bit the inside of his cheek at your hesitation, watching you nervously as you stared down at him. 

“Is it okay, Jagi?” he whispered out. Your eyes flickered up to his and you saw mountains of insecurity in them. Without a pause, you nodded your head and licked your lips, your eyes travelling back downwards.

“It’s fucking perfect Ji. Can’t wait to feel it inside of me.”

A small sigh left his mouth, his shoulders relaxing at your reassurance. 

“How’s your pull out game?” you then asked as you continued to stare at him, saliva pooling in your mouth at the mere thought of having him pumping inside of you. Jisung was quick to answer, his insecurities gone as quick as they came.

“As strong as it needs to be, why?”

“I just wann’ feel you raw.” you answered around a huff as you slid your panties off. The shirt Jisung was wearing the night before hung loosely around your body, barely covering your naked skin. Jisung swore he could cum right then and there from just the sight of you.

“Yeah?” his muscles tensed at the thought of having you wrapped around him with nothing separating your bodies. He moaned lightly just imagining it.

You licked your lips and nodded swiftly in response as you straddled his hips, his dick throbbing deliciously in between the two of you. 

"Yes. Please. Just let me feel you." You cried. You reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair again and pulled his head back roughly, your eyes shining into his.

Shamelessly, Jisung moaned into the feeling, staring up at you as if his biggest dreams were coming true, because they were.

He always dreamed of being with a dominant girl in the bedroom, but all of the females he’s ever been with insisted on him using his dominance over them. Sure, there was nothing he loved more than bending someone over and fucking them into submission, and he couldn't wait to do that to you, but he longed for the chance to let someone direct him. He yearned to let someone be in control for once and use him to their heart's content.

 And alas, here you were, doing exactly that without even being asked.

As if you needed to be any more perfect for him.

As if he needed to be more in love with you than he already was.

“There’s no one like you Jagiya.” he whispered in awe before he wrapped his arms around you and pressed his lips against yours. You positioned yourself over his dick and pulled his hair roughly once more, earning another whimper from his mouth before you lowered yourself down onto him.

The stretch was slow, excruciatingly delicious. He filled you so perfectly you nearly came from the skin on skin contact alone. Jisung must’ve felt it too because he squeezed his nails into your hip bones and helped pull you down completely until your pelvis was flush with his, a hiss slipping from his lips as euphoria hit him.

For several long seconds, the two of you froze, both crying out in pleasure at the highs that were already building from the naked sensation of each other's bodies against one another.

It made you feel delirious, the way he fit inside you so flawlessly, the tip of his cock pressing against your cervix delicately. Your hips twitched with anticipation, causing his dick to press further into you and you couldn’t do anything except let your head fall to his shoulder as a whine left your lips.

“Ji, Baby,” you cried. “You feel so good.”

Jisungs breathing was already laboured as he focused on not cumming inside you. Your walls clenched around him so effortlessly it was almost as if your bodies were made for each other.

“I know, Jagi. I know. Your pussy feels so good around me, it’s making me fucking crazy.” he whined.

"Are you good to go?" You asked, barely holding yourself back from grinding your hips down onto his. Jisung took another deep breath and nodded, desperate to feel you. 

You smiled against the skin of his shoulder as you then began to rock your hips, riding him slowly, allowing both of your bodies time to adjust to the feeling. Everytime you'd rock your hips forward, you'd yank Jisungs hair, causing him to whimper and buck his hips up into you, which in turn only encouraged you to move again, desperate for that friction. 

It was a vicious cycle that had you both whining with pleasure as you made love to him. Because that's what this was. You weren't fucking him, you were pouring every ounce of love you had for the man underneath you into each roll of your hips, and you knew, you felt, the loving pouring back into you from him as he thrust his hips upwards to meet you halfway. 

It didn't take you for long to reach your high again. The knot in your stomach tightened quickly with each movement and you were whimpering into Jisungs ear desperately despite being the one in charge. 

Jisung pressed his lips to your ear when he felt your pussy clench around him beautifully. He smiled against your earlobe as he tightened his hold around you.

"That's it Princess. Cum all over my cock." He whispered. That sentence alone, hearing the dirty words slip past his lips, is what sent you over the edge and you did exactly that. You came, hard, drenching him in your juices as a loud gasp fell from your lips and you dug your nails into his shoulders. 

Your legs shook violently as Jisung continued pressing his hips up into you, extending your orgasm into one of the best highs you've ever had. It had been so long since you've had one that tears immediately formed in your eyes and pooled down your cheeks. 

You shoved your face into Jisungs neck and sniffled, trying to stop the tears from flowing. Tears of relief for reaching the high you were barely able to accomplish on your own, and tears of happiness because Jisung was the one beneath you, making you feel this way. 

You always dreamed of this, of him being beneath you, on top of you, inside of you. You spent the last year and a half with another man, fantasising about this one specifically, and having those fantasies finally become a reality was absolutely mind altering. You've never been happier than in this moment.

Jisung stopped his hips movements when he felt your tears wet his skin, and he pulled away slightly to look up at you in concern. 

"Are you okay Princess? What's wrong?" His big, brown eyes were full of worry as he watched you cry. His dick was still hard inside of you, and yet all he could focus on was your emotions. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." You apologised as you wiped at the wetness on your cheeks. Jisungs hand came up to help wipe the tears that were spilling over uncontrollably. 

"What are you apologising for, Bubs?"

You hiccuped and shoved your face back into his neck, feeling heat flush your cheeks in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry. I'll be able to keep going in a minute. I just-” you hiccuped again. “I just haven't had one of those in a long time." You explained. 

"What, an orgasm?" Jisung was briefly shocked at your revelation, but it quickly turned to downright annoyance when realisation hit, but it wasn’t directed at you.

"Wait, that asshole never…?" He trailed off when he felt you shake your head against his neck. The two of you were quiet for a couple seconds as Jisung pulled you impossibly closer to him, his dick still twitching restlessly.

“How long has it been since you had one that wasn’t your own doing?” he asked quietly, his heart breaking for you. You took a shaky breath and mumbled your answer into his shoulder, feeling your cheeks flush even more.

“Years.”

Jisungs eyes nearly bulged out of his head, and he was glad you stayed nestled into him. The last thing he wanted was his surprise to be mistaken as pity and have you get even more upset than you already seemed to be.

“Oh, Princess.” he doted as he tightened his hold on you and flipped you onto your back unexpectedly with ease, his dick still burrowed deep inside you. The second your head hit the pillow, your eyes widened with worry and you began to shake your head in protest.

“What are you doing? No, no, no. I’m on top. I’m always on top.” you felt panic begin to grow inside your chest, but it faded away just as quickly as you saw the reassurance in Jisungs eyes. He pulled a hand out from beneath you and wiped at your tears, brushing his fingertips lightly against your cheekbones before kissing them promptly.

“Just take a deep breath Bubs” he whispered. “How about you let me make you feel good, hm? It’s the least I could do for the love of my life.” he cooed. You stared up at him in confusion for a moment, trying to process what it was he said.

He wanted to take over and fuck you?

The idea of being on the receiving end felt so foreign and strange to you. You’ve been the dominant one for so long, you barely remembered what it felt like to let someone else be in control. You stared up at him with your big beautiful eyes, a look of uncertainty in them, and Jisung’s heart nearly broke all over again. 

It was at that moment he vowed to himself that he would always do everything in his power to give you as many orgasms as you wanted, whenever you wanted. Anything to get that look of insecurity off your face.

He brushed his fingers against your cheek again when you still didn’t give him a consensual answer to keep going.

“Let me take care of you, Bubby. Let me show you what it feels like to be with a real man. One who loves every square inch of you, inside and out. Just lay back and let Sungie do all the work, yeah?” 

The amount of promise and emotion in his eyes had you choking on your next breath. A feeling of excitement brewed low in your stomach, one you hadn’t felt in forever, and you nodded eagerly. You didn’t realise how badly you were craving this until now.

With a satisfied smile, Jisung pulled out of you completely and kissed your forehead before repositioning himself. He took your one leg and laid it flat against the bed, moving to straddle it as he hoisted the other up onto his shoulder. Your body twisted slightly with the movement, leaving you half on your side and leaving your pussy tight and ready for him.

With his hand cradling your leg, he turned his head and kissed your calf softly before positioning himself at your entrance.

“Are you ready Princess?” he asked. You nodded breathlessly, eager to have him fill you up once more. Jisung sent you one of his sweet, gummy smiles before he turned his head and bit roughly into the muscle of your calf, his dick pushing into you at the same time. The pain and pleasure of both actions mixed together so perfectly you let out a string of curse words in response.

The position he had you in was new, one you never tried before, and while your butt ached from the way your body was twisted, you couldn’t deny how good it felt. His dick was pushing against your cervix so flawlessly you nearly passed out from the pleasure alone.

“Oh my fucking god,” you cried as Jisungs hips began to rock into you. The friction of his pelvis rubbing against yours from how deep he pushed was blinding, his mouth only adding to the intensity as he licked and bit at your leg.

You let out a loud squeal as he pulled himself half-way out and slammed back into you again. 

“I told myself I was going to take my sweet ass time with you, but the way your pussy is clenching around me right now is making me fucking feral Princess.” he breathed as he picked up his pace, his hips rocking more forcefully into you.

You let your head fall into the pillow as another round of obscene sounds left your throat. Jisung’s head had fallen back in pleasure as he cursed under his breath. You were so perfect for him. He wanted to take care of you and absolutely destroy you at the same time.

“My god, you’re so perfect for me Jagi.” he groaned as his face fell downwards so he could stare at you. You were looking back at him already, your face contorted into a look of pure bliss as he fucked you senseless. He felt his high approaching but he forced it back, wanting to make you finish at least once more before he did.

Luckily for him, you were close, and when his hands came down to wrap around your thigh, his nails digging into your skin as he pulled you even closer, allowing him to go deeper, you shattered.

“Fuck Ji, baby. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” you cried loudly as you exploded around him, your walls squeezing him deliciously. Jisungs hips halted as he pressed into you as far as he could go, wiggling slightly to help overstimulate you. He paused there, watching your face melt into a puddle of pure satisfaction. 

“You’re so good for me Princess.” he reached down to cup your chin, forcing you to look at him as you shook in sensitivity. “Keep your eyes on me, okay? I’m not done yet.”

Before you could process his words, Jisung manoeuvred himself once again until he was snug between both of your legs, looming over you in missionary. His dick automatically slid back into your slick cunt and he wasted no time chasing the high he had been holding back.

He thrust into you hard, his dick sliding delightfully against your walls, his eyes never leaving yours and yours never leaving his. You had barely come down from your previous orgasm, the oversensitivity building another one up so quickly it was overwhelming. But you didn’t dare ask him to stop. Not when he was making you feel so heavenly.

“Fuck Jisung. Fuck, fuck fuck. Your dick feels so good inside of me.” you whimpered as he continued to relentlessly slip in and out of you, the overstimulation perfect. “I’m gonna’ cum again.”

Jisung let out a hearty laugh as his face fell into your neck, his lips and teeth gliding against your skin as he squeezed your hips and tried to hold you still.

“You gonna’ give me another one?” he teased, to which all you could do was nod in response. His question quickly sent you over the edge again unexpectedly, your body floating in bliss as the white hot pleasure threatened to blind you.

 “Holy shit, Bubby. Your pussy feels amazing sucking me in like this. You’re so fucking tight. Shit.” Jisung’s movements faltered as his orgasm approached quickly. “Shit, Princess, I’m gonna’ cum. Let me out.”

Instead of allowing him enough room to exit and cum all over your tummy, you wrapped your legs around his slutty waist and squeezed him closer to you. Jisungs eyes widened in panic, his hips stuttering again.

“What’re you doing?” he squeaked as he tried to hold back his orgasm long enough to escape. The pout on your face would have driven him over the edge if your next words hadn’t.

“I want you to cum inside of me Ji.” you whimpered, staring into his eyes.

“Wha-?” Jisung stuttered over his words. He was feeling so frenzied he barely managed to slow his hips down long enough to make sure he heard you right. “Are you - fuck - are you sure?"

You nodded quickly, feeling tears form in your eyes again because of how desperately you wanted to feel him. “I wann’ feel you fill me up. Please Jisung. Make me yours.”

The affirmation was all he needed. Jisung nodded and pressed a kiss to your lips as he bucked his hips, picking up his pace once more. The small break in his movements, the unintentional edging, left him absolutely pussy drunk. He began slamming into you with so much force your body was moving up the bed with every thrust.

“Oh Jagi,” he moaned. “I’m gonna fill you up so good. Gonna give it to you so nice. Fuck. Tell me how much you love me Bubby. Tell me you’re all mine.” he begged desperately.

The oversensitivity from your orgasm had you feeling unhinged, barely able to keep your eyes open, let alone form another sentence to respond.

“‘Mmmm love you s’much Ji. More than anything else in’he world. I’m all yours.”

“Fuck Jagiya. I’m fucking cumming.”

A second later, he exploded. His load shot into you at neck-breaking speed, painting your walls and filling you to the brim. He had waited so long to fuck you, there was so much of it. It spilled out of you so easily, and yet, Jisung couldn’t get enough of those pretty sounds leaving your mouth.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he forced his hips to continue a slow thrust forwards, extending his orgasm impossibly more, the overstimulation driving him crazy. 

You let out a whimper as you felt his dick slowly softening inside of you. Regardless, it still felt amazing pushing inside of your pussy, and you knew if he kept thrusting into you like that, you’d cum again from the feeling of it alone.

“You got one more in you, yeah?” Jisung asked lovingly as he pushed the hair off of your sweaty forehead. Your eyes barely opened, a soft cry leaving your mouth as you nodded, desperate for that high you suddenly felt absolutely addicted to.

“Of course you do, that’s why you’re so good for me.” he praised as he continued to fuck you while his dick softened. It was rubbing so delicious into your swollen clit, a mixture of your juices and his spilling from you and onto the bed sheets.

“Gotta’ make sure my Princess is satisfied.” Jisung lips found yours and he brought you in for a long, slow, burning-hot kiss. One that was no longer rushed, no longer delirious and desperate. One that, much like the night before, held mountains of love and adoration and happiness. One that showed you just how much you meant to him, how much he needed you, how hard he fell for you.

It was passionate, feeling his tongue glide over yours as his dick lazily pushed in and out of you, your orgasm building as quickly as the others had. His hands slowly trailed up underneath your shirt and he softly caressed your breasts, his fingers moving to play with your nipples as his swollen lips left yours and latched onto your neck. He licked the sensitive spot right below your jawline before biting it gently and before you knew it, another orgasm hit, an exhausted cry leaving your mouth.

“That’s my fucking girl.” Jisung praised, his hips stuttering to a halt as you came around his cock one last time. 

He watched you with pure adoration, loving the way your face twisted up in pleasure as you came around his semi-hard dick. You looked absolutely gorgeous, hair sprawled out across the pillow, body slick with sweat, your eyes barely open as your jaw fell slack. 

You were so beautiful he felt himself growing hard again already. He would've loved to keep going, fucking you like this for hours until you were both spent and exhausted, but the pained look that spread across your face when he experimentally bucked his hips forwards once more told him you were done for.

Jisung carefully pulled out of you as you tried to catch your breath. He smiled down at you before he rolled onto his back and pulled your naked body on top of him. You barely had enough energy to look at him, so you settled for resting your head across his chest. 

Jisung wrapped one of his strong hands around your waist while the other played with your hair softly, his fingers brushing through the knotted and sweaty strands.

The two of you laid like that for a while, both silently catching your breaths. You listened to his heartbeat pumping softly in your ear and it was so comforting you were sure you would've fallen asleep if Jisung hadn't spoken up into the silence that engulfed the room.

"So I've been thinking."

"Uh oh. That's dangerous." You teased. You twisted your head to smirk up at him as he grinned down at you and pinched your sides in retaliation. An adorable squeal escaped your mouth then as his fingers proceeded to gently tickle you, and Jisung swore your laugh was the most beautiful sound ever to exist on earth. He'd listen to it for eternity if he could. 

"You're a jerk." He mused, planting a soft kiss to your forehead. You beamed up at him and pinched his cheeks.

"You love me." 

Jisung didn't bother denying it. He simply just beamed back at you before leaning forwards to plant another kiss to your face, this one on your nose. 

"More than you'll ever understand." 

He paused to take a deep breath, brushing your messy hair away from your face before he continued on with what he wanted to say. 

"Anyways, as I was saying. How would you feel about moving into the house with the rest of us?" 

Still staring up at him, you arched an eyebrow and gave him another sly smile despite the way your heart rate rose quickly at his question.

"Han Jisung," you tsked. "That's a big step. We aren't even dating yet." 

You expected a pout to appear on Jisungs face at your joke, but you were surprised to find him smirking back at you instead, his tongue prodding the inside of his cheek in amusement. 

"Really? 'Cause I thought it was pretty obvious that we were after I had you practically screaming my name just a minute ago." Your jaw dropped in surprise at his upfront teasing. Jisungs smirk deepened as he caught your reaction before he mimicked you in a high-pitched voice, moaning with each word as it left his mouth dramatically. 

"Oh Jisung! Oi Papi! You're so good! I love you so much! More than anything else in the world! I'm all yours! Take me, take me!”

You smacked his arm and tried to hide your giggle around a hard glare, but failed miserably. “Alright, alright. It wasn’t that dramatic.” 

Jisung let out a laugh of his own at his theatrics and snuggled you closer to him.

“Seriously though, Bubs. Move into the house with us. You practically live there already. We can turn the guest bedroom into an office for you and you can stay with me in mine. We’ve been dying to have you move in for years now.” he explained as he rubbed a hand slowly up and down your back. 

Electricity shot through the ends of his fingertips as he trailed his fingers along the curve of your spine. You melted into his touch as you stared up at him, your fingers coming up to prod at his adorable mole again. 

Moving in with Jisung and the rest of the family seemed like nothing but a green flag. You did already spend all of your time at the house rather than your own apartment, and you knew each and every member of your friend group would be absolutely over the moon if you moved in. But, you were an introvert at heart, and although you loved your friends dearly, you knew you’d miss your cherished alone time and private space.

“I don’t know Ji.” you whispered as you stared at his beauty mark, unable to meet his gentle gaze. Jisung’s grin softened as he searched your eyes for any sign of you being uncomfortable with his request. He was relieved to find none but he did notice a hint of uncertainty in them, which he knew came from your introverted nature.

“I know you always said you enjoyed having your own space, but I’d feel a hell of a lot better if you moved in with us. I wouldn’t have to worry so much about Seojun showing up out of nowhere and catching you when you’re home alone.” he whispered.

You didn’t want to see the look of disappointment you knew would come to his face when you turned down his idea, so you settled with biting your lip as if you were still undecided.

“I don’t know. I need space for all of my stuff, and you and I both know that the guest bedroom is desperately needed for the amount of parties you idiots throw during your off time. I’ve seen more naked bodies in that bed than I care to admit.”

Jisung let out a small huff and curled his mouth to the side as he fell into another thought, taking your response seriously. You waited patiently as you watched the gears in his brain work in double time while he tried to come up with a better solution.

“Well, what if we move out and get a place together? I can keep you safe.”

Your heart jumped at the proposal, warmth spreading throughout your limbs as soon as the words left Jisungs mouth. You were taken back by how quickly he managed to come up with the idea, almost like he had been debating it for a while. 

The second the words reached your ears, there wasn’t anything you wanted more, but you still found yourself shaking your head and giving him a pointed look.

“You wouldn’t hurt a fly, Ji.” you stated, as if that was reason enough not to. Jisungs eyebrows furrowed and he gave you an artificial look of disgust.

“Excuse you, but if Seojun ever dared to show up around here again, you can bet your sweet ass I’d put him in the hospital.”

You let out a thankful smile before you sighed.

“You don’t have to feel obligated to move in with me to keep me safe.” you spoke, your voice soft and quiet. Jisung scoffed at your words and shook his head as if what you said was the stupidest thing he’d ever heard.

“Princess, I’m not doing it as an obligation.” he paused to catch your chin in between his fingers as you began to turn your head away, forcing you to look him in the eye. “I’m not doing it for you, I’m doing it for me, okay? For us. Because now that I have you, the thought of not waking up next to you or coming home to you from here on out makes my stomach turn with anxiety. I don’t want to go another day or night without you by my side.”

You swore to yourself you weren’t going to cry again for the rest of the day, rest of the week even, but after seeing the honesty and sincerity and absolute devotion in his dark eyes, you felt the tears begin to form. The two of you were silent for a moment as he let his words, his emotions, sink in. 

This was it for him. You were it for him. There was nowhere else he’d rather be.

 You pouted up at him in astonishment.

“You’d… You’d move out of the family house and find a place with me?”

Jisung smiled down at you and wiped at the tears that were threatening to spill out of your widened eyes.

“Baby, I’d marry you tomorrow if I could.”

You swallowed roughly, choking back a sob at his words. It was definitely too soon to be talking about marriage, but the underlying commitment and unspoken promise in his voice rocked you to the core, rendering you speechless.

“I’m also going to sit down and talk with Chan and the managers to see what I have to do in order to bring you along with us whenever we travel for tours and performances and such.” 

You blinked up at him, the surprise from his previous statement only making you more emotional. You weren’t expecting that.

“What?” was all you managed out. Jisung brushed his fingers through your hair and let out a hearty laugh.

“What? I was serious when I said I didn’t want to go another night without sleeping next to you.”

Your eyebrow shot up in question.

“Is that really a good idea?”

Jisung shrugged his shoulders and pulled your naked bodies impossibly closer together, revelling in the feeling of your soft skin on his. He could never get enough of this, enough of you.

“Ash and Jo come along with us. So why can’t you?”

It was your turn to scoff and let out a laugh. 

“Ash has to, she's the head of make-up. And Chan threw an absolute fit when it came to Jo and that barely worked. How do you know they’ll let you?”

“I’ll throw a bigger fit.” Jisung answered, as if it was obvious. A smile broke out onto your face and you shook your head at him as he continued speaking. “I’m an idol, Baby. They have to let me. Plus, if the sex continues being this incredible, I won’t survive without it. And I can guarantee you none of them would want to put up with my cranky, stressed out ass if I’m forced to go months without you. I swear to God, there’s nothing more stress-relieving than being balls deep inside of your perfect little pussy.”

His voice had gone deep and husky, and you could feel his dick growing hard against your leg once again. Butterflies set off inside your stomach at his words, his tone. His one hand tightened its hold around your waist while the other guided your face towards his, his nose tracing yours.

“You’re so dramatic.” you whispered, your lips hardly brushing his. 

Jisungs hand held your head in place as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You immediately melted into his touch, his scent, his taste as he opened his mouth and ran his tongue along yours lazily.

“Not dramatic. Just hopelessly in love.” he whispered as he pulled away and beamed up at you, his eyes sparkling with that familiar look of lust and love and happiness. You pulled further away from him and prodded his mole again with your finger, deciding it was your favourite thing to do.

“And what happens when this honeymoon phase ends Ji?” you questioned with a quirk of your brow. Jisung turned his head and caught your finger between his teeth, biting it playfully as his hand began tracing the curvature of your ass.

“Oh trust me. It never will. You’re my destiny, Jagiya.”

You practically swooned.

“Damn,” you breathed, fanning yourself dramatically, ignoring the flush that engulfed your cheeks and spread to your ears. “You love me that much?”

Jisung squeezed your ass into the palm of his hand, unintentionally pulling you against his hardening dick.. You could see the heat and desperation growing in his darkening eyes, causing a ball of fire to brew in the pit of your stomach.

“More than you’ll ever understand y/n. My love for you is like an eternal flame. It burns brighter than the sun and hotter than any desert on earth. It is truly and utterly endless.”

At his confession, you moved to abruptly straddle his waist, his words igniting a fire in your core. His dick pushed deliciously against your opening. Jisung let out a whimper as you lightly rubbed your pussy against the head of his cock, teasing him as you sent him a knowing smirk.

“You mean like a volcano?” you inquired. The smile that broke out onto Jisungs face would forever be imprinted into your eyelids as he connected the dots to what you were saying. He shook his head at you in awe, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugged you tightly to his chest as he pulled you down onto him. He filled you to the brim in one motion, ripping a loud cry from your throat.

“You’re damn right Princess. Like a Goddamn volcano.”

AHH I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE AT THE END OMG!!

as mentioned in a previous post, I will not be writing/posting a Jisung POV anytime soon, but I do want to eventually do a bonus chapter, whether that be a pov or a time jump, idk yet. i will make an announcement about it closer to the time i do, so watch out for that.

Thank you all so much for reading and joining me on my journey of reposting this fic. As my first one, it is still so dear to my heart and I'm thankful I had that chance to go back and edit what I wanted to. I'm so much happier with this version than the original on my old blog. I hope you all love it as much as I do!

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[autumn-hiraeth]

Warnings: none! fluff

A/N: English isn't my first language sorry If I made any mistake :). I cannot forget Seojun so I'm writin' some drabbles,again .

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"Should I be jealous?" your mocking voice scared the two boys, who were in a compromising position. Your boyfriend widened his eyes in surprise and walked away from Suho, who smiled relieved to see you.

"You're here, now you can help him get change, he moves too much" Suho muttered, you opened your mouth to say something but Suho interrupted you.

"I'll leave the door closed in case you need privacy" he teased with a mocking smile before leaving the room.

"Aish, that idiot" Seojun complained, however, you knew he wasn't upset, just embarrassed, his cheeks were red.

"I'm glad you and Suho finally made it up" you mumbled walking over to help him put on his shirt.

Seojun smiled, carefully watching your movements when you were finally in front of him, your little hands began to button his shirt, occasionally touching his bare skin. Your cheeks were starting to turn red, you had seen Seojun shirtless before but you still couldn't believe that this perfect boy was your boyfriend.

"Have I ever told you how pretty you look when you blush?" Seojun muttered pleased to see you blush for him.

"Just let me finish Seojun" you whispered, buttoning the last button, you finally looked at him, he was giving you one of those smiles that he had reserved just for you. You wanted to kiss him badly, so without hesitation you took him by the cheeks and kissed him. Seojun was surprised but he didn't hesitate to kiss you by synchronizing his lips with yours.

"You also look pretty when you blush" you whispered on his lips

"You look better princess" he assured you "now come here" he murmured before kissing you again.

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[cloudseeker14]

A Lovable Idiot

Han Seojun x Gender Neutral!reader One shot

You detested a certain boy in your last years of school. You hated his condescending smirk, the way he loved to tease you with little 'funny' remarks and most of all the fact that he loved to compete with you over anything.

You were almost eighteen years old, you should be the mature person unlike a certain idiot and move on from this petty rivalry. But you couldn't do that when your rival was Han Seojun, the most annoying brat you've ever met.

Han Seojun loved the rivalry he had going on with you. He loved it when you glared at him and lived for the thrill of annoying you.

Every weekend you and Seojun used to do bike races just to prove that one was better than the other. You both loved seeing eachother riled up and so eager to win. Whenever Seojun won, he always rubbed it in your face and would make sure to boast about it every ten seconds. However whenever you won the bike races, Seojun would become the moodiest anyone had ever seen him and would compete with you even harder to your dismay. Han Seojun was a sore loser.

He never cared much about his studies and mostly guessed while writing his exams, at least until you came along.

Now, he always studies and prepares well for his exams just to try and get higher marks than you. You had always been cautious of your studies, but ever since your rivalry with Seojun, you worked even harder just in the hopes of boasting your better marks to his idiotic smug face.

He always sat next to you during lunch time just to rile you up more and make you groan in utter misery.

You had a part time job in a cafe as a barista and the instant Seojun found that out he just couldn't resist using that to annoy you.

"So Y/N, how about you go and make me some coffee. I'll make sure to give you a tip if your coffee is good." He would randomly say at school

You had chucked a school book at him and both of you had ended up in detention, but it was worth it since you were able to wipe that arrogant look on his face. And yet again, Seojun chose to annoy you even there.

Your rivalry had been the strongest until your final school year where things seemed to change between you two. You both stopped bothering each other and Seojun ended up becoming close with Suho and Jugyeong.

As much as you hated to admit it, you missed him. You missed his annoying smirk, the way his eyes seemed to light up when talking about his mother, his cute smile and you even missed his stupid pranks.

You had spent most of your time hating him and now you hated the fact that you missed him. You missed your bike races every weekend, eating lunch with him and just talking to him. Seojun didn‘t have time for silly old you anymore, he had moved on. Maybe you were just to attached to some silly rivalry with him to actually think he would stick around. Seojun had made really good friends and didn’t need you around anymore, so you let him go.

At least that’s what you thought until a few months later you stumbled across Seojun in the neighbourhood park during night. He was sniffling and his eyes were red and puffed up, like he had been crying.

You put your grocery bags down and sat next to him on a bench.

“Hey Seojun.”

He looked up towards you, his eyes filled with tears. Your heart shattered at the sight.

”Hey Y/N. Haven’t seen you in a long time.”

You looked at him for a few seconds and asked him tentatively

”Are you okay Seojun?”

At this question he seemed to break down and started sobbing. You immediately put your arms around him and engulfed him in the biggest hug.

”It’s going to be okay.” You muttered as you held him tight “No matter what happened, I will be there for you.”

After a while Seojun stopped crying, still in your embrace. Then he sat up.

”Sorry you had to see me like this Y/N.”

You scoffed “Don’t be silly, you’re also a human to show those emotions.”

”Thanks for being here for me.” Seojun replied softly

“What even happened?” You asked your voice filled with concern. You were worried about him.

And so Seojun told you everything. He told you about him and Suho. About how he liked Jugyeong, but she only had eyes for Suho. He felt good letting out all that he had gone through.

"I got my hopes up thinking someone like her would actually like an idiot like me." He said sighing pitifully "I know the decision I made of letting her go was the right decision, but it hurts so bad. Why did I have to like her?"

You sat there in silence for a few moments before saying "Love rarely works the way we want Seojun. You made the right choice and I know letting go of someone close to your heart hurts a lot, but there are people around you willing to help you through it."

"Like who?" Seojun said "I don't want to worry my mom and sister."

"Me." You said looking Seojun right in the eyes "I know we weren't exactly the nicest to eachother but I always did consider you as someone close to me. And I always help the people close to me."

Seojun stared at you for a few seconds. "Were your eyes always that bright?" He wondered because at that moment they seemed like stars

Seojun finally replied "I don't know how to thank you Y/N."

"You don't need to thank me at all." You stood up from the bench and held your hand out to him "Friends?"

"Friends." He said and grabbed your hand

Over the next few months you helped Seojun move on from Jugyeong. You took him to cafes and arcades, watched movies with him and helped him realize that what happened wasn't his fault. You both went back to your old routine of eating luch together and bike races every weekend. Seojun started feeling more like himself again. You both teased eachother as usual, but you both were closer now.

Seojun had comforted you all the time to and he couldn't deny he was feeling something for you. He loved seeing you smile, he loved holding you close and you were his top priority. You made him happy and he was so grateful to have you in his life. Even the flaws that made you human were beautiful in his eyes.

However, he felt scared to tell you after what happened with Jugyeong, so he kept quiet.

Meanwhile you were utterly head over heels for Seojun. You loved seeing him happy and you always made sure to be there for him. You adored both his perfections and flaws. For you, he was the best person in your life.

Though you were nervous to tell him how you felt, you knew telling it was better before it was to late.

You had hated Seojun for a long time, now here you were blushing under a cherry blossom tree in bloom with Seojun pinned beneath you. How quickly things change.

Seojun was very flustered, but he didn't push you away.

"May I?" You asked softly for his consent

"Of course." He said and pulled you by your collar to close any space between you both

Your lips locked together deeply and it seemed like they were molded just for eachother.

Seojun kissed you slowly and softly, like you were a fragile piece of glass in his hands.

Finally both of you pulled away panting, lips swollen and hair ruffled.

You both stood together, blushing for a while. Finally Seojun said with a grin "I can't believe you were the one to pin me down."

You rolled your eyes "Don't act as if you didn't enjoy it."

"You were just lucky this time." He said dramatically

"Whatever drama king." You said scoffing "So would you like to go to a cafe with me?"

"Shouldn't that come before the kissing?" Seojun said stifling his laughter when he saw your flustered face slowly turning red.

"This is the first time I've asked someone out!" You protested

"Aw, poor inexperienced Y/N." Seojun said smiling

"Shut up." You muttered embarrassed "So what's your answer?"

"Obviously yes." He said and pulled you in for another kiss.

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Ok y'all I finally managed to write something without losing motivation. Go on, give me some applause.

I know, I'm fab.

#han seojun #han seojun x reader #han seojun x you #true beauty #korean drama #han seojun imagine

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

True Beauty Masterlist

So I don't have to write this on everything I post, I haven't read the webtoon, ALL my fics will be based on the drama.

Probably won't be writing for True Beauty again. Enjoy Invisible.

★Enhypen Masterlist★

Han Seo Jun:

Invisible {Complete}

Summary: YN YLN has always been third in Class 2-5, right behind Lee Su Ho and Kang Soo Jin but with both of them having left Saebom Highschool, this is her time to shine. That is until Han Seosangnim asks her to tutor Han Seo Jun. A guy who doesn't even know she existed.

쇼의 캐스트 {Cast of the Show}.

하나 [Hana] {One}.

둘 [Dul] {Two}.

셋 [Set] {Three}.

넷 [Net] {Four}.

다섯 [Daseot] {Five}.

여섯 [Yeoseot] {Six}.

일곱 [Ilgop] {Seven}.

여덟 [Yeodeol] {Eight}.

아홉 [Ahop] {Nine}.

열 [Yeol] {Ten}.

열하나 [Yeolhana] {Eleven}.

열둘 [Yeoldul] {Twelve}.

열셋 [Yeolset] {Thirteen}.

열넷 [Yeolnet] {Fourteen}.

십육 [yeoldaseot] {Fifteen}.

#true beauty #true beauty fanfic #true beauty fanfiction #true beauty tvn #han seojun fanfic #han seojun x reader #han seojun x you #Zainabs writing #My fanfiction #my fanfiction

[crescent-yoon]

only in my lucid dreams

part 6

"hey," Seojun began with a clear of his throat as we began walking home from eating. "do you ever get these weird kind of dreams?"

i could feel his gaze on me as i tried to think of what he meant. "i mean, i sometimes dream that there's nothing to eat and i'm stuck in the zombie apocalypse?"

"that- that's not what i mean." he laughed as he pulled my wrist as a signal to stop walking. "it's more like deja vu. it's more like you've seen it in a dream and all of a sudden, there it is, happening right in front of you."

"kind of like deja vu?" i asked him, rhetorically just to try and process the question. "i suppose so. i mean, i've seen you before so many times in my dreams-"

i felt as if i should have just denied it because he had an unreadable expression on his face. i was starting to regret it until he smiled at me and pat my head gently.

"still not what i meant, y/n but that's okay." he grabbed my hand with a small chuckle before heading back into the direction of the house.

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"so anything interesting happen today?" Seojun smiled as i exited the school building and immediately held onto his hand.

"not really." i smiled back at him. "just history this, math that."

"sounds boring." he kissed my cheek and gently pulled me along with him as the walk sign on the crosswalk lit up. "i slept through most of my classes."

why did he kiss me? he's never done that before.

out of nervous habit, i had reached for my necklace only to notice that it was no longer on my neck.

"what's wrong?" he asked me as concern lit up his eyes. "you look worried."

"i must have lost my necklace when we were crossing the street."

Seojun glanced back at the crosswalk only to shift from concern to happiness.

"i see it right there." he gently pet my head. "there's still like 20 seconds on the crosswalk. i'll go get it really quick. stay here."

one of my hands reached out for my backpack strap while the other shielded my eyes from the sun so that i could see Seojun clearly.

he started to slightly jog towards me before I had noticed a car making an awfully speedy right turn towards the crosswalk. towards Seojun.

it took me a second to process what was happening but when i did i just knew that i was a second too late.

"Han Seojun!"

and then i had woken up, scared of if this was all just a dream or if this was what Seojun had been talking about earlier.

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Seojun POV

"yeah, it's because my school's annual camping trip is coming up soon so i want something pretty to confess to her." i told the woman at the jewelry counter.

why was i telling her all of this? and who was i talking about? i like someone?

"ah, i see." the woman smiled at me and pulled out a tray of necklaces from the jewelry counter. "i think that these are really the prettiest necklaces to confess to someone."

taking a glance as them all i saw a pretty crescent moon necklace that reminded me of Y/n.

"i'll take this one." i smiled at the lady and waited for her to place it nicely in a bag.

did... i like Y/n?

before i knew it, i could see myself confessing to someone.

and then, i had woken up.

i had checked the date and time on my phone. it was late and i noticed that it was around time for our school's annual camping trip.

i laid in bed just staring at the ceiling until i had heard a knock on my door.

"come in." i groaned, my voice still laced with sleepiness.

i heard the door open and glanced at it as i had seen Y/n walking in looking a bit frightened, raising my concern.

"hey, are you okay?" i sat up as you walked over, fidgeting with your hands.

"i just had a nightmare." you mumbled as you now stood at the edge of my bed, facing me. "can i sleep in here tonight?"

"of course." i gave you a sleepy smile as i slid over to the left side of my bed to make room for you.

"thank you." i heard you whisper as you slid underneath the covers, facing me. "and Seojun?"

"yeah" i asked back, looking at what i could see of your eyes in the darkness of my room, but i could definitely see sleepiness taking over you.

"i think i understood what you meant by deja vu or seeing things in dreams that seem to happen in real life." you mumbled as you unconsciously slid closer to me, freezing cold. "but what are we supposed to do about them and what do i do if you're really in danger?"

i wanted to brush it off as nonsense but it caught me offguard. you realize that these dreams aren't just a coincidence and that we're coincidence? but who was really the one in danger?

you from the debt sharks? or was it really me?

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6

(I'm sorry that it's been taking me so long to post lately)

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