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im-657-mv · 2 years

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the deal

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park seonghwa x yandere demon kim hongjoong

word count: 1,154

Seonghwa breathed painfully slow as he cleared his mind. Was he really about to do this? Was he really about to call upon a demon and make a deal? To make a deal with a well-known and powerful demon who is capable of everything. It was dangerous and he knew that, but what other choice did he have. He loved you, and he can't have you any other way.

He thought of you and your face as he meditated, focusing on the thing he wants. But his mind traveled to your arranged marriage. His breathing staggered as a cloud of anger fogged up his mind. This was necessary, he needed to have you, and summoning him was the best option he had. He calmed his mind, finding peace with his decision, and thought about you as he continued with the ritual.

Seonghwa set three white candles on the floor in a triangle sitting in the middle of it. He placed three different flowers in front of each candle remembering to think of their meaning.

A blood-red rose, freshly cut from the garden this morning. A strong symbol of love. The love he so desperately wants and needs. The love the two of you will soon share, together. On the left, he placed it ever so carefully.

A snow-white rose, stolen from a funeral home he snuck into. A symbol of purity and innocence. Symbolizing how both of you are still pure, to be exact, virgins. He placed that one on his right.

And the last, but not least, a black rose. This one he stole from the depths of the forest where only the black roses grow, in the abyss of darkness itself. The black rose symbolizes darkness and obsession. This flower relates to himself, and the obsession he has for you. But this flower also represents the darkness he is about to perform, the summoning of Lord Kim Hongjoong. He placed this one at the point of the triangle, whispering his name and yours in the same breathe.

Seonghwa got a match and scraped it violently against the floor, and he watched the flame and admired the beauty of it. He moved his hand to the first candle to his left and lit it on fire.

"Lord Kim Hongjoong," Seonghwa whispered.

He lit the candle to the right repeating the process.

"Lord Kim Hongjoong," He whispered and the flame flickered.

Seonghwa lit the last candle at the point of the triangle and the lights went out. In the darkness, he whispered,

"Lord Kim Hongjoong," He blew out the match and set it down out of the triangle, replacing it with a knife in his hand. He started to shake as he cut his left palm, blood oozing out and onto the floor. He switched the knife to his other hand and cut it as well, groaning at the ache in now both of his hands.

Setting the knife down he wiped his blood on the candles to his side, chanting Kim HongJoong in a low whisper over and over. He touched the red and white flowers, soaking them in his blood.

He touched the last candle with both of his bleeding hands, his blood covering the whole candle in red, and in doing so the room dropped in temperature but the flames were brighter than ever, growing in size.

"I ask the great Lord Kim Hongjoong for an assistance of love," Seonghwa asked, bowing with his palms facing up.

"I'll trade anything you want," He waited a few seconds before hearing a laugh, and feeling the presence of someone staring at him intensely. Seonghwa stilled and didn't move, fearful of what would happen if he did.

"Anything you say?" Lord Kim Hongjoong was here, and he was here to make a deal with a new plaything for him to torment. Playing with Seonghwas blood he grazed his slim fingers into his bloody and fresh wound, moaning out loud.

Seonghwa made the mistake of hissing at the touch of his cut, and HongJoong pressed harder just to hear him groan at the pain.

"Look at me," Hongjoong grabbed a handful of Seonghwa's hair and brought his head up to meet his eyes. Hongjoong smiled at the sight of his teary and fearful eyes looking right into him.

"Why did you summon me?" Hongjoong asked gliding over Seonghwa's face with his fingers, dragging his blood over his own face waiting for a response from the shaking human.

"I need help getting my one true love,"

"And you would trade anything for it?" Hongjoong licked his lips in excitement.

"Yes" Hongjoong's eyes darkened and his smile got wider.

"I want you." He said with sadistic intent, his face becoming deeply demonic and his eyes full of red lust. He gripped Seonghwa's face harshly awaiting an answer from his beautiful red lips.

"You get the love of your life, and I..." he whispered dangerously close to his ear, "get you." Hongjoong giggled and licked the shell of Seonghwa's ear loving the way it made him gasp and squirm against his hold.

"Is that a deal, baby?" He moved back but still close enough to feel the humans breathe against his face as he watched him look deep into his eyes.

"Deal," Seonghwa whispered.

In an instant, the room turned into reddish lighting and a swirl of it consumed both Hongjoong's and Seonghwa's bodies closing closer and closer, tighter and tighter, making Seonghwa move into Hongjoong's body.

Hongjoong cackled and dove into Seonghwa's palm sucking on his blood as if he was starved, not even stopping when Seonghwa tried to move away at the feeling soon to realize he was unable to.

He started to panic. The feeling became overwhelming, the sound of the demon's laughter replaying over and over while he switched from hand to hand drinking and licking up all his blood. The way the red covers him in a bubble, making him unable to see outside of it. And the way he can't seem to move a single muscle.

"LET ME GO!" He tried to scream over the sound of the rushing red.

"A deals a deal," Hongjoong looked up a sparkle in his eyes, and Seonghwa grew frightened.

Hongjoong didn't waste a second and rushed to his lips, biting and sucking as much he pleased. And Seonghwa couldn't resist the feeling of desperation and lust taking over, controlling his mind, and it was no doubt the doing of Hongjoong and his power.

Faster and faster things happened as clothes were tossed, torn, and thrown. Moaning and groaning as Hongjoong sucked his skin, marking every inch available, whispering please as of he was a beggar.

"Time to seal the deal," Hongjoong whispered in his neck, gripping his waist and flipping him over on all fours.

By the time Hongjoong was through with Seonghwa, the deal had been sealed, and there was no breaking it.

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imtrashbutcute · 2 years

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All the Fish in The Sea - Chapter 1 - imtrashbutcute - ATEEZ (Band) [Archive of Our Own]

Pairing: SeongSangJoong (Hongjoong/Seonghwa/Yeosang)

Genre: Mermaid AU, angst, fluff, eventual smut

Warnings: mild argument, brief mentions of injuries/blood

Word Count: 617

It's been years since Hongjoong left The Deep Sea without a word. Now Seonghwa has to face him (and his own feelings) once again. One problem, however: Hongjoong moved on a long time ago.

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mingissmile1117 · 2 years

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Chapter 2, Dimly Lit Alleyways

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Waiting so long for cheap watered down coffee every morning was something Seonghwa was also getting tired of. But, Seonghwa would rather drink free shitty coffee that his apartment complex offered early in the morning than wasting 7 dollar's for a sugary ass drink at Starbies.

Seonghwa had a lot to do today (you know, other than his appointment with the "matchmaker"), and was in need for some energy. Since his roommates both had morning shifts, he was the one to always keep the apartment in check. It's not like he was complaining though, keeping everything organized and clean was his thing.

After chugging down his not so tasteful coffee, Seonghwa walked out to his car and ready to go on with his day.

Just as he was about to open the driver's side door, Seonghwa spotted a short man dressed in all black and an awfully familiar buzz cut.

"Oh? Seonghwa? Good morning!" Hongjoong waved his hand at the red head, holding a bag over his shoulder, clearly on his way somewhere.

The taller blushed softly, embarrassed that he was caught staring. Excitement sparked inside him; he was happy to get to see the other again, especially after not having a proper goodbye last night.

"Good morning Hongjoong! Where are you headed to?" Seonghwa asked, leaning on his car as the other walked over to him.

"On my way to run some errands. I'm gonna be busy with some work later so I figured I should get my stuff done early. What about you?"

"Same! My roommates both have morning shifts, so I'm the one always running around getting stuff done before I clock in at the bar. What time do you work later? Maybe we can get our errands done together and hang out for a bit?" Seonghwa asked trying to be smooth, biting his lip while anxiously waiting for an answer.

"I would love to! I have a awhile, I don't have to go until 4." Hongjoong smiled softly. "We can take my car. You can put your bag in the backseat."

Seonghwa held a bag of off brand laundry pods as he looked over the ingredients.

"I wouldn't get that kind, they suck." Hongjoong walked over to Seonghwa, putting a bottle of bleach in his basket.

"Oh have you used this kind before?" Seonghwa asked, putting the bag back on the shelf. His eyes grazed over the many options he had to choose from, his hand reaching out.

"Yeah, I did. It made me and my roommates clothes really itchy." Hongjoong scrunched his nose.

Seonghwa remembered, the man from last night that took Hongjoong away. He swallowed dryly, "Roomates? Is one of them like your boyfriend or something?" Seonghwa tried to say as nonchalantly as possible with an airy chuckle.

Hongjoongs head whipped over to look at the taller. "No, no way. My roommates? Mingi, Yuhno? There both dating eachother. Plus they're not my type." Hongjoong shrugged his shoulders.

Seonghwa let out a deep breath, good. That's good.

After getting a few groceries, Hongjoong gave Seonghwa a ride back to his apartment. The two bid their goodbyes, because Hongjoong had other plans that he couldn't bring Seonghwa to. Seonghwa wanted to ask what, but prying for answers he didn't need wasn't his thing.

When Seonghwa went to put his key in his apartment doors lock, he was surprised to find it already unlocked. He guessed someone was home early, but why? Neither of his roomates had told him about having a day off.

"Hello?" Seonghwa dropped his groceries off at the door as he hung his keys up.

"Oh! Your home?" Yuhno yelled, which was what Seonghwa figured was from the kitchen.

"Of course I'm home. Why are you here so early?" He asked, slipping off his shoes. Seonghwa walked over to the kitchen archway, leaning on the hard wood.

Seonghwa watched amusingly as he saw Yunho cutting up vegetables and spices and throwing them into a large pot filled with water.

"You're making broth? What for?"

"Soondubu jjigae." He answered quickly, stirring the pot with a wooden spoon.

"Really? Do we even have any tofu?" He asked, walking over to the oven.

"Ah- don't get any closer." Yunho put his hand out, keeping eye contact with the broth. "This is my working space right now. And yes, we do now. I went grocery shopping for ingredients."

"You went shopping?" Seonghwa asked, surprised. "How long- when did you get off work?"

"About an hour and a half ago."

"Why?" Seonghwa asked, his eyebrow high.

"The schedules got mixed up. Apparently they weren't supposed to have me in today."

"Oh... so you decide to take hours slaving over the stove instead of resting." Seonghwa smirked, folding his arms.

"Yeah, I need something to focus on. Anyways, where were you?" Yunho placed the lid on the pot and turned up the heat on the stove. He rested his hand on his hip, dusting the other off on his apron.

"I went shopping with a friend." Seonghwa smiled, his teeth showing.

"Oh? And who's this friend?" Yunho asked, "You don't tell me and Mingi about your friends very often."

"This guy I met at the bar last night." Seonghwa diverted his eyes. "He's really nice..."

"Damn, you only met him last night and you already like him?" Yunho chuckled, licking the his teeth.

Seonghwas head shot up, making eye contact with Yunho. "Like him?!" He held up his hands defensely, frantically shaking his head. "No- no I don't like him... Well I do but not like that."

Yunho looked at him, tilting his head without saying a word. Seonghwa blushed softly, relaxing his arms in defeat.

"Am I that obvious? Plus it's not like I... like like him. It's just a little crush." He scratched his head, looking down at his feet

"Yeah suuuure." Yunho said, throwing an apron at Seonghwa. "Since you're gonna be home for a while, you're gonna help me."

"Fine..." Seonghwa sighned, tying the apron strings behind him. He glanced at the little clock that was hung next to the cabinets. He noticed it was only a few minutes after 1, which gave him only 4 more hours until his meet-up.

"How long is this going to take?" Seonghwa asked, pulling the apron down a bit.

"Well we should let the stock simmer for 5-7 hours. We can prepare the other ingredients and leave them in the fridge while we wait."

Seonghwas eyes widened. "Huh? 7 hours just for some flavored water?"

"Yes, Seonghwa, just for some flavored water."

Seonghwa wiped a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead, "Who knew cooking could be so draining. We're done for now, right?" He asked Yunho, rushing to take his apron off without waiting for an answer.

"Yes, yes we are Seonghwa. Go ahead, go do whatever you want now, I won't keep you." Yunho waved his hand at the other, playfully rolling his eyes.

Seonghwa folded the apron, placing it on the counter for Yunho. He walked to his room without a second thought, getting on his computer.

He noticed a message on discord as it was the first app to startup. Seonghwas eyebrow lifted, it was a message from that matchmaker dude. He didn't remember giving them his discord when be sighed up, he barely ever used it.

"I had something come up, therefore I'm going to have to move your appointment from 5 to 3 pm. Sorry for the inconvenience, I hope to see you soon." Seonghwa read outloud, squinting his eyes as he read the bright computer screen. The messager had also sent him the location of the meeting, which was only a few minutes away.

"3?" He mumbled, looking at the time on the computer screen.

It read 2:48

"Shit!" Seonghwa shot up from his chair, hastily grabbing his phone that was charging on his nightstand.

He swiftly ran to the front door, fumbling to get on his shoes.

"Where are you going? The-" Yunho started, cleaning something in the kitchen.

"I'll be back soon!" Seonghwa interrupted the younger, grabbing his car keys. He slammed the door behind him, sprinting to his car.

It was bright outside, and the sun sat neatly behind the clouds. The standard time that the sun set in Korea was around 5 pm, which Seonghwa figured why his appointment was supposed to be at that time. But 3 pm? Seriously? Everyone that was out would be able to see Seonghwa and whoever the messager was. Seonghwa wasn't sure if he would be meeting in a dark alleyway or in a suspicious building. Between those two options, people would be able to clearly see him either go into a rundown building or talk with a most likely suspicious man. That made him worry a bit, he didn't want his reputation to be tarnished.

He tried to take a deep breath. What he was doing wasn't bad, right? So why should he have to worry so much. He must've have been zoning out the entire time he was driving, because before he knew it, he was at the designated address.

He parked his car at the side of the road. As he slowly got out of his car to look around him. On the way, Seonghwa had to use Google maps, as he had never really been in this area of town before. Tall, rundown looking apartment buildings cluttered the street. Some of their windows were covered with boards, and plants crawled up their sides.

Seonghwa pulled out his phone, looking at the time. It was only 2:56. Thankfully, he wasn't late.

He went through discord on his phone, texting the messenger that he was there. Well, not quite. He was in the area, but he wasn't sure exactly which building he was supposed to go to.

Seonghwas heads snapped over to the sound of a door clicking open. On front of his eyes was a tall 8 story building. None of the windows were knocked out like the others and the outside looked like it was frequently kept clean. Luckily, he was parked right across from the residence.

A tall, slender man walked out, holding the door wearing all black. On on his head was a flat top hat with a wide rim, and his was adorned by a plain black mask. He wore a matte black suit and tie with shiney black formal shoes.

He stood at the door without a word, as if waiting for Seonghwa.

Hastily, the red head made his way to the door, bowing at that man to thank him. The man closed the door, and held his hand out, gesturing down the long hallway that was in front of them. He started walking, again, without a word. Seonghwa figured he was supposed to follow him, so he did.

The floors were hard oak wood, and the walls were a meek white. The hallway was filled with doors, alternating on each side. The door wear labeled with the word "office" with a letter and number. The place was quite organized, which Seonghwa liked.

After an elevator trip and a few more hallways, the man had led Seonghwa to a tall double door. The man inserted some sort of card into a scanner on the front of the door. After a long beep and click, he opened the door, and gestured for Seonghwa to walk in.

Seonghwa hesitantly took a step into the room. Instantly, a warm smell if vanilla hit his nose, it made him release his shoulders for a moment. The door slammed shut behind, which put his guard back up. As he slowly walked forward, he noticed the space around him. Expensive looking paintings hung neatly on the white walls. There were no windows, so the only light coming in were from the dim wall lamps.

Looking in front of him, he noticed 4 lanky pillars, with black curtains on all sides, almost like a makeshift room.

His fingers grazed over the silky fabric, but he wasn't sure if he was allowed to touch them.

"You may walk in." A clear voice spoke, obviously from behind the curtain.

Seonghwa did so, pulling back the heavy fabric to reveal a man in all black sitting behind a dark wood desk. He nodded his head to the single chair infront of the desk. With a nervous glance, Seonghwa sat down, but not with bowing first.

He sat stifly for a moment, taking a good look at the man in front of him. He wore the same clothes as the man that brought him here, but he was covered in expensive looking jewelry.

Since he was wearing a mask and his hair was covered by a hat, all Seonghwa could make out was his eyes. They were brown, with long dark lashes.

The man infront of him stayed devoid of any emotions, raising his eyebrow.

"Ah- sorry for my incompetence," He bowed in his seat, as his hands stay folded over in his lap. "Hello, my name his Park Seonghwa. We both know why I'm here. I'm a little embarrassed to say it outloud..." His eyes darted to the side.

"Hello, Seonghwa." The man spoke clearly. "You can call me Mr. Pyeonghong." He shoved a few papers and a pen towards Seonghwa. "Once you sign these papers and we talk about payment methoda, we can start the true discussion." The man sat back in his chair, spreading his legs with a hand resting on his thigh.

Seonghwa picked up the pen solemnly. "Payment?" He asked.

"Well so you think you were going to get this for free?"

Seonghwa shook his head as he scanned over the papers. After signing his name a few times, he set the pen down. He stared at Mr. Pyeonghong, his boba like eyes were filled with an undistinguished emotion. Excitement? Worry? Regret?

He wasn't too sure himself.

After talking about a few more things and what the service he was going to get would look like, and when it would happen. Seonghwa was told he would get updates through his phone number now, instead of discord, which was good to say the least.

"And for the final question... who is your crush? This is the entire reason your here, and the most vital information you will give."

Seonghwa hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath. "His name is Hongjoong... I'm not sure of his last name... I think it's..."

"Kim." Mr. Pyeonghong looked at Seonghwa for a moment.

Seonghwa head shot up at the man curiously. "How did you...?"

"I know everything." Mr. Pyeonghong said in a monotone voice, trying to keep his emotions in check. He looked down at his watch briefly. "I see it is time for the end of your appointment, Seonghwa. You may leave my office and someone should be out there to escort you."

Seonghwa stoop up with a nod and bowed at the man. "Thank you for your time." Hs smiled.

As Seonghwa left the man's office, he felt kind of weird. Now that he though about it, that man had a sense of familiarity about him, but he just couldn't put his finger on it.

Hongjoong slammed his hand on his desk angrily. "Yeosang!" He yelled for his assistant, ripping of his hat and mask. Hurried steps instantly followed Hongjoongs voice, coming out of a door from the side of his office.

Yeosang lifted up the curtain so he could greet his boss with a meek bow. "Yes sir." He kept his eyes glued to the floor, hunching his back.

"What did I tell you about sending in clients files late!" Hongjoong stoop up, a look of anger on his face. He might not have been taller than his subordinate, but his powerful demeanor made up for it.

"I'm sorry sir, the department that-"

"I don't care about all of that! I gave you this position because I thought you would be able to handle it! Since that last clients file that I just had came in late, I wasn't able to decline it. I know that man personally. Don't you know my number one rule?!"

"To not let anyone you know figure out about your company, sir." Yeosang said, standing.

With an angry huff, Hongjoong wVed his hand. "Just- leave. You're dismissed." Hongjoong sat down in his chair as his subordinate walked away.

It's not that he didn't like Seonghwa back, he really did. But how would he be able to explain, well, everything. He figured Seonghwa was a smart guy, it wouldn't be long until he connected the pieces.

Hongjoong grabbed his phone, dialing up his good friends number.

"Hello, Seonghwa? Do you mind hanging out next week?"

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hongism · 3 years

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wips; upcoming fics and projects that i’m working on

colours of love pt 2 - ludus

wooyoung x reader

angst fluff smut

est. 10~15k

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angst fluff smut

est. 3~6k

release: january

once more with feeling - oneshot

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angst fluff (possible smut)

est. 15~25k

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wooyoung x seonghwa; side san x yunho

angst fluff (possible smut)

est. 15~25k

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yunho x reader

angst fluff smut

est. 10~15k

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angst fluff smut

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elesteria · 5 years

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I can Breathe (Through You)

I Can Breathe (Through You); (ATEEZ, Hongjoong/Seonghwa): The first time Hongjoong kisses him, it’s at the tail end of two in the morning in an empty studio. 2700 words.

Another fic? Uhhh, yeah, this fandom has got my heart.

#Writing #elesteria #ATEEZ #Hongjoong x Seonghwa

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atzsslut · 2 years

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sharing is caring | smut (rewritten)

important author's note : if any of you came from my old blog (well same user, but i accidentally, stupidly deleted everything), you would know that this was my most popular fic. now, i've re-written it and made it much better than before. i hope you'll all like this! :) i'm also changing up my templates a bit :0

pairing : (gamer)boyfriend!san x fem/afab reader (reader is specified to be jongho's age) ft. the rest of the members

smut : daddy kink, humiliation (but you're a masochist so you like it), penetrative sex, san's PACKING, dom/sub dynamics, consensual exhibitionism (through video call), sex on a gamer chair, heavy degradation, edging, multiple orgasms, biting, spit/cum play, creampie, manhandling, use of hitachi 'magic wand' vibrator, PURE FILTH.

summary : you two were freaky enough as is, but add to that by having sex on san's gaming chair and having all seven of his friends watch him pound your cunt. ♡ 5.43k words

smut under the cut, minors do not interact

Cold. You felt cold, all except for your backside. Pressed against your boyfriend, his thighs spreading yours open, warm in his tight embrace. Your hands were clutching the arms of his gaming chair, the constant cool air of the room making your legs shiver, and what was in between feeling sensitive, seeing that you wore nothing else under your skirt.

"Darling, it's a little rude to not greet our guests, right?" San purred into your ear, both of his hands playing with the ends of your terribly short skirt, threatening to expose what was underneath.

His lips hit the shell if your ear, the tip of his tongue licking your soft skin to tease your already timid nature.

"I'm sorry." you quickly apologized, your wavering eyes trying to look confidently towards the monitor. But, you couldn't help but stare at his keyboard and repeatedly blink as you spoke, "Hi."

You weren't usually this shy in front of San's best friends, primarily since you've known some of them for years, but any girl in your position, literally and figuratively, would feel exactly how you felt.

The fact you were wearing a tight-fitted shirt, a skirt that San loved fucking you in, no bra or underwear to be seen, and were sprawled out on San's lap—you had every right to feel sinfully aroused.

"Good girl," he responded with confidence laced into his voice, now one of his hands caressing up and down your bare thigh like he was petting you, "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"No," you said quietly again, biting your bottom lip in nervousness. God, you wanted this, you agreed to this, but you couldn't help but feel timid during the actual occasion.

"Chin up, sweetheart. Let the boys see your pretty face."

"I—I can't." you admitted. San knew, and you knew he knew, that you were overwhelmed in the best way possible. You were visibly hot and bothered, and he could swear that you were already beginning to leak on his pants.

"Yes, you can. Come on, sweetie. They're all so, so eager to see how you look right now." his hand now tightened around your thigh as if to tell you 'don't be a brat,' and you understood well enough to obey.

Again, and with no answer this time, you didn't do as told. However, it was much too early for you to get punished, right? San would let this one slide, right? Wrong.

Suddenly, you felt a hand grip your jaw, forcing you to look up to the screen. Your eyes widened, your breath stopped, cheeks slightly squished by your boyfriend's fingers as you made eye contact with every one of the boys. And every one of them had a shit-eating smirk on their faces as they looked at you.

"God, baby." San spoke in faux disappointment, "You were being such a good girl today, and now when it's the main event, you choose to be a brat? Are you asking to get punished?"

"No!" you interjected, turning your head just enough to look San in the eyes.

"No, what?" he raised both his eyebrows, taunting you through the strands of hair covering a bit of his face.

"No, daddy." you added, not believing yourself for forgetting to say that.

"Awe," San pouted his lips and furrowed his eyebrows to mock you, now grazing your cheek with the same fingers that gripped it just seconds ago, "So cute of you to assume that you decide when you get punished."

You breathed in, looking back at the screen with the push of his hand. You could somewhat see the appearance being shot by the webcam at the bottom left of the screen, showing both you and San clearly on display. You could see and feel how San was beginning to slightly touch your core, inching closer with every move, exposing more of you to the other seven men.

Soon enough, they would all be able to see how wet you were getting.

"Who's idea was it to have the Hitachi on-hand again?" San spoke, talking to his friends this time.

"Mine." Wooyoung replied, slightly raising his hand with pride as he pursed his lips in a smile. You weren't surprised by the slightest that it was his idea, knowing damn well from San that a lot of the sex advice he got was from Wooyoung.

"Thank you, Wooyoung." San started, "Now, because you thought of it, why don't you speak to my baby and tell her about what kind of punishment she'll be getting."

"I would love to." the grin still on his face. You could hear him roll forward with the chair he was sitting on, now laying his chin on one of his hands as he spoke to you, "Hi Y/N."

"H—hi." you greeted back, learning that it was better for you to speak than not speak at all.

"You look very, very pretty tonight, cutie." Wooyoung complimented, liking the doe-eyed look on your face, "Can I ask you something first before I tell you your punishment?"

"Sure." you nodded.

"Are you actually looking forward to having us watch you get fucked by Sannie?"

His question left you somewhat surprised, seeing that you had agreed to do this months ago and multiple times since then, to assure that everything was consensual. But it seemed that now it was actually happening; they all, including San, wanted to make sure that you enjoyed this.

In a way, it was a sweet gesture hidden in desire.

"Yes," you answered with only one word first. But before Wooyoung could speak again, you took in their consideration and realized you needed to be more vocal, "Yes. Very much so. I like this."

Your answer seemed to please them all, the atmosphere going from still to much more relaxed, much more sexual than before.

"I'm glad." Wooyoung paused before visibly checking you out once again, maybe for his own measures, "So, first, grab the Hitachi from the table before I give you any other commands."

"O—okay." you confirmed that you heard him, San also helping you lean forward to grab the vibrator from the table. "And then?"

"Patience, Y/N." his comment made you feel a little sheepish, having shown how eager you were. "Can I have San spread your legs a little wider so that we can see everything?"

You were, again, taken aback by the question but appreciated that he asked regardless. You nodded and said 'yes' once again, allowing yourself to melt more into San's body. Your hand gripped the Hitachi wand to not drop it, as your boyfriend adjusted his legs to spread yours more since he was under you.

Because of the movement, you were now on full display. Your aching pussy was now visible to the rest of the guys. There was no room for you to be shy anymore, not like before. The guys also felt the vulnerability you were experiencing, seeing that they were about to watch their friend's girlfriend get fucked.

"My, my~" another voice was now speaking, which you could easily recognize as Seonghwa's. "San was right. You look exceptional when you're turned on."

"Sannie.." you whined, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked back at him. You felt like punching him in the face for talking about you that way, but you couldn't necessarily deny that you found it hot.

However, the punching agenda was still considered when he smiled and said a meaningless 'oops, sorry.'

"He's not wrong, Y/N." Wooyoung said, "Now since you still need to get punished, set the wand on high."

"High?" you asked, not sure if you were hearing him right. The night had just started, and he immediately already wanted you to use the vibrator on high?

"Yes, place it against your tits first. They seem a little neglected, don't you think?" Wooyoung cocked his head to the side, making himself seem like the usual playful person you normally knew.

You expected that he would've made San do it for you, but having you do it to yourself while you're propped on your boyfriend like a display piece for a public audience felt humiliating.

Then again, this was supposed to be your punishment. And a little humiliation never scared you off.

With your dominant hand, you pressed it first against your clothed, right nipple. Your body reacted with a slight jolt, shaken by the sudden contact with the sex toy.

Undeniably so, the buds on your tits were already rather hardened because of how fitting the shirt was and the cold air, but having the vibrator touch you was a much more pleasurable sensation.

"A—ah~” you let out a small moan, but it was loud enough for the guys to catch.

"Move on to the other." you heard Yunho speak this time. You did as told and tried to subside your reaction following his words. Of course, it failed since they all could tell from your shut eyes and quivering figure that you were enjoying this.

"Good, you're already turning into the obedient slut I usually know." San commented, stimulating you further by kneading your breasts with both his hands.

"Now that you know what to expect," Wooyoung continued on, "Put it on your clit and keep it there until we tell you to stop."

This time, you used both hands to clutch the toy, inching it closer to your bare core that was tingling with excitement. The buzzing sound of the vibrator was intimidating, but that wasn't what you were afraid of. What they would decide for you to do with it was what scared you.

The second the silicone hit your pussy, you clenched around nothing and threw your head back against San's shoulder. An evident wail spilled past your lips, the pleasure of the vibrations immediately affecting your physical being.

"Feels good, baby?" San asked, knowing the obvious answer while still kneading your tits.

"Yes—shit." you swore, pressing the head of the wand more onto your clit. Usually, you would start with the lowest setting and gradually move to the highest to peak your orgasm, but having it immediately on high was a new feeling you had never experienced before.

Even San never set it instantly on high when he controlled it. Perhaps your boyfriend’s deviant cruelty wasn’t the worst, compared to what his friends seemed to have up their sleeves.

"You look so hot, Y/N." you could hear Jongho say this time, the one person you knew the longest out of the eight guys.

And for some reason, that made an evidently loud whimper come out of your throat, kneading and giving more friction between your clit and the vibrator.

Really, Jongho was the one to thank for your relationship. If he hadn't called San to pick him up that night, you wouldn't have met him. Perhaps sooner or later, since you were a good friend to Jongho. Though sooner was better than later.

You couldn't forget the look in San's eyes when he held out his hand for you to shake, the attractive beam that was his smile you adored, Jongho introducing him as 'Choi San,' his favorite (and only) Hyung from Namhae.

Frankly, you were stunned when San told you that Jongho was up for his crazy idea to have his friends watch him fuck you.

Unbeknownst to you, the reason why San wanted to do this wasn't that he tried to feed some fantasy he'd always had, but it was because of his bruised pride when his friends claimed that you seemed too “vanilla” to be able to follow his proclaimed, outwardly “kinky” self.

You weren't exactly "innocent" either, but you seemed like a saint compared to San and his sexual history. It was laughable, really, but not when you're already spilling sexual arousal all over your boyfriend's clothed crotch from the pleasure of the vibrator.

"You're such a fucking whore, already dripping onto daddy from just a few minutes of having your pretty cunt pleased." San taunted, now moving on from your breasts to hold open your faltering legs.

"I—It feels good." you conceded, "Feels really, really good daddy.”

"Glad to hear it, baby." Wooyoung cockily articulated, "You'll have to say when you're close, okay?"

"Okay." slightly breathless from the moans you had been letting out.

San could feel your back arching off his upper body, your nostrils letting out loud sighs from trying to reduce the volume of your laments, your hair slightly tickling his skin that wasn't covered by his shirt.

Your boyfriend always found you beautiful, whether when you were washing dishes with him and your hair was pinned up while your hands were covered with the thick pink rubber gloves.

Or whether it was when you dressed up for a date and you had makeup on that took almost an hour for you to do (which San knew took you a long time since you always put music on, and your 'jam sessions' always made it take longer).

But when you were under him in missionary, or even on top of him riding his cock, the expression you had contorted by bliss was his absolute favorite. He didn't care if your mascara smeared or if your hair clung to your forehead—he actually found it to make you look more beautiful as he fucked you raw, stretching your hole every time.

San was snapped back to reality from being mesmerized by your simple being when you stuttered out in the tone of voice he recognized all too well, "I'm close!"

"You wanna cum, angel?" Wooyoung asked, enjoying how you were writhing, and San had to physically keep you in place.

"Yes, yes, yes. Please~" you begged, the constant high setting making you lose your mind.

It was as if you could feel every nerve in your body reacting to the toy, making your mind feel hazy from the sensations. You let out a squeal when San put one of his hands atop yours, pushing the Hitachi further onto your clit, making you gasp aloud.

You could feel your wanton hole continuing to release your wet arousal, surely leaving a small stan on San’s crotch by now. A part of you felt embarrassed—humiliated from the way your body was subconsciously reacting, but that was the exact point of this punishment.

"Good..." he trailed, "Then, stop."

"Wha—what?" you asked, feeling genuinely high from the rapture.

"Stop." he repeated, now more stern than the first time. "Lift the wand off your pussy, turn it off, and set it down."

“Come on, sweetheart. Do as your told.” San tutted, despite pulling the vibrator out of your hands and turning it off, setting it back down on the table where it was before. Like he was ridiculing you.

You gulped, feeling more prone to the air conditioning’s breeze seeing that you were much more wet than before. Your now gleaming pussy was presented to the screen, your quivering eyes able to see its shine through the self-view because of the light reflecting off the drenching amount you had subconsciously produced.

“Your punishment’s not done yet, doll.” Yeosang piped up, his small grin showing the little canines he had. You always thought that he had pretty teeth, but seeing them this way reminded you that he wasn’t here as your friend today, but as another dominant.

“What … what else do I have to do?” you hesitatingly asked, twiddling with the ends of your shirt as San still kept your legs in place, spread upon like they all wanted.

“Hmm, it’s less about what you have to do, but rather more towards what you have to take.” Seonghwa quipped, the oldest man biting his tongue before continuing to speak again, “Right, Sannie?”

“That’s right~” your boyfriend cooed, placing his chin on your shoulder before laying a devastatingly sweet kiss on your neck, “Mingi, why don’t you do the honors of telling us what happens next?”

“My pleasure,” the man’s deep timbre evidently different than the rest, perhaps raising goosebumps on your skin from how attractive he sounded. Just like Wooyoung, he greeted you first, “Hello, pretty girl.”

“H—hi.” you responded, eyes locked on Mingi’s section of the screen, “Hi, Mingi.”

“Are you ready?” he waited for you to nod, which you did, “Great. So, what’s going to happen now is San’s going to finger that sinfully wet hole you call your cunt…”

His degrading comment making you clench around nothing, liking how his voice sounded as he continued to speak,

“But again, you won’t cum. You will not cum, and if you manage to obey our orders until your punishment is done, only then will San fuck that preciously tight hole of yours. Understood?”

“Will I get to cum then?” your question filled with actual concern, edging being your least favorite punishment to take.

“Of course. It’s only fair.”

You hated men sometimes, especially when they were so cocky about sex. However, you couldn’t give a solid argument when they were all already making you awfully flustered.

As you pursed your lips at Mingi’s words, absorbing the situation, San’s hot breath hit your ear once again. You could feel his lips moving from how close he was, soft and supple, juxtaposing the filth produced by his conscience.

“Keep that in mind, princess.” he chuckled, starting to circle your swollen clit from the vibrator, making you hitch, “Daddy and his friends are only going to let you cum if you can hold in your orgasm.”

“I… I can do it.” you didn’t know if you were telling yourself that or San, either way it was to reassure yourself that you could, in fact, do it.

“Okay~” without warning, at the end of the ‘okay’, he easily slipped two fingers into your previously empty pussy.

Using his ring and middle finger, San slowly began to teasingly move in and out of you, pleased by the whimpers coming out of your throat.

“You hear that?”

“H—hear what?” you cluelessly asked, not understanding what San was referencing to.

“This.”

Just as he said that, he repeatedly, and not so gently, moved his fingers in a come-hither motion, your special spot having been found easier than usual because of the vibrator use from before.

“Oh my—fuck.” you mewled, now understanding what he meant as your eyes slightly rolled back from the sudden bliss.

The squelching of your wet pussy was music to his ears, and to the seven other men eagerly watching, being one of his favorite sounds to hear whenever he fingered you. To say the least, Choi San was the closest thing you knew to a sexual deviant—an incubus.

“Don’t cum.” he commanded through gritted teeth.

“What a pretty pussy~” without looking, since you were too busy not being able to control your body’s trembling, you knew Hongjoong was the one making the compliment.

“It is, isn’t it?” San replied for you, his palm now being used to grind against your clit while still finger-fucking you, “And it’s all fucking mine. Who does this cunt belong to again, darling? I think you need to remind daddy.”

Little shit, you thought. If only this cocky asshole wasn’t such a good boyfriend who was the best sex you’ve ever had.

“Yours daddy!” you gasped out, unfortunately writhing as you badly needed to snap the knot in your abdomen, “A—all yours.”

“Don’t cum, sweetheart~” he reminded you once again, this time in a sing-songy tone that made you tense your jaw. “Ask nicely to daddy’s friends if you want me to stop. Or else I won’t stop at all and you’ll have to hold in your carnal desires.”

Swallowing the courage down your throat, you knew that would sound fucked out, but what did it matter anymore? Your orgasm and getting to have your boyfriend’s cock in you mattered more.

After all, you were Choi San’s personal slut.

“Pl—lease. I can’t handle thi—is anymore,” some of your words were elongated from a choked moan you tried to keep down, “Please, please I can’t handle daddy’s fingers any—any more. Can’t hold it in—ah—I’ll cum.”

“Awe, dollface, you can’t even get proper words out,” Seonghwa spoke, taunting you, “You really can’t take it anymore, huh? Can’t wait to get fucked stupid by your daddy?”

“Yes! Yes, fuck yes~” your pride now completely out the window.

“I think we should let her have Sannie now, don’t you all agree?” Wooyoung now asked, gleaming when the rest on screen nodded or simply smirked, “Alright, the agreement’s in your favor, angel.”

Purposefully slow, San pulled his fingers out of your pussy, making you squeeze around nothing at the sudden emptiness. You watched as he showed off his glistening hand to you and the screen, separating the two fingers that were just in you, causing you to see your own arousal stretch as it had coated his hand.

“Open.” San was referencing your mouth, which you understood immediately, seeing that you two had done something like this more than once.

Surrounding his fingers with your luscious lips, your sucking to get every drop off him was obnoxiously hot, making San smile as he silently thought ‘that’s my girl’.

As per usual, you kept the cum on your tongue. Turning your head slightly, one of your hands cupped San’s jaw as you batted your eyes, your mascara-painted lashes complimenting the faux innocence in them.

You stuck your tongue out, only a little bit, just enough for San to still be able to kiss you while sucking on it. As if collecting every bit, when he was done, he licked his lips and whispered to you,

“Always so sweet for me.”

A whispered, but still hearable “holy shit” came out of Jongho’s mouth, his eager eyes watching you both, amazed at the sheer raw and sexual connection that was being shown by the web cam.

“You want daddy’s cock, princess?” San asked once again, beginning to slightly buck up his hips, crotch still clothed and damp from your arousal.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Unzip me.” talking about his still zipped pants, which you quickly scrambled to smoothly undo with one hand, “Good girl, you can have it.”

With the same hand, you took his dick out, pleased by the bit of pre-cum that was clearly coating his tip, assuring you more, even with how agonizingly hard he already was, that San was having just as good of a time.

He was fully supporting your body, your other hand clutching onto one of the chair’s arms just incase. You took his hardened member and first rubbed against it, slicking it with your own cum like you were marking your rightful territory.

And after just a few pleasurable hits on your clit, you finally pulled back just enough to let the tip come in first, slowly, but in such a needy manner, sinking down San’s cock like you were dependent on it.

Like your pussy was molded and shaped for just his cock.

You let out a sigh of satisfaction, feeling like you were getting the fill you needed since the start. San was stretching you open just enough to make the pain melt with pleasure, feeling good like it usually did.

“Stay right there for a second, darling.”

And before you could register what San meant by that, your shirt was getting pulled over your tits, rolled up to your chest to reveal the rest of your body.

“God, those must be nice to play with, huh San?” Yunho half-jokingly remarked, enjoying the sight of your bare breasts, visibly scanning your body as his friend’s cock was filling you to the brim.

“Oh, surely they’re the best.” San spoke as if you weren’t there, “Absolutely love fucking myself between them. You should let me do that more often, Y/N.”

“San.” you slightly scolded, clearly distracted by the cock inside you. You were a tad worn out from the denied orgasms, but having your boyfriend at least start to fuck you was sure as hell making you stay aware.

This was what you wanted from the start. Ever since the first denial.

“Okay, darling. Give daddy a minute.”

You could feel San move his grip elsewhere, shifting his hands to the back of your knees, bending your legs towards your body.

From the new angle, you could his hips pushing rougher than before, cock reaching deeper, and you couldn’t help but gasp at the change.

“Shit.” you swore, the profanity serving as a sign that you were liking the feeling, your own hands moving to your tits to hold them.

“You’re squeezing awfully tight around me, sweetheart. Missed daddy’s cock that much?” the cocky tone oozing out of San’s lips, but it wasn’t like he was wrong anyway.

Not wanting any more delay, surely only wanting to have him pound you mindless, the words flowed out of your mouth like a mantra for all eight of the men;

“Missed daddy’s cock so, so much. Can’t wait for you to fuck me stupid, until the only things I can think about are daddy and his friends watching me desperately cum.”

“Goddamn, you don’t even talk this dirty with just the two of us.” San spat, liking this new attitude of yours, “My girlfriend’s that much of a whore to only get like this when daddy’s friends are around, huh?”

“Mhm~” you teased back, pushing on whatever inches were left exposed of San’s cock into your pussy, lips pouted as you spoke to taunt him, “After all, isn’t that what daddy likes about me?”

“You know exactly what to say to rile me up, baby.” he admitted, holding you tighter, “You better hope you can walk tomorrow, slut.”

And before you could register his words, San’s hips acted for him, having his body go absolutely feral, bucking into you with his cock like it was the first time he ever had a feel of your pussy.

Quicker than expected, your mind grew blank, taking in the man’s pounding like you wanted, only thinking of the moments of when his cock was out of you, and when it came back in to hit your g-spot.

In and out.

Deliciously devouring every inch of your hole, hitting just the edge of your cervix, and satisfyingly filling your walls.

The chair was creaking, making sounds just as much as the two of you were. Surely, the neighbors might complain again tomorrow, but you could blame it on one of your very aggressive sessions of ‘gameplay’.

“How the fuck is your cunt still so tight from the millions of times I’ve fucked you before, huh? Is your excitement to have my friends—shit,” cutting himself off from the pleasure, “To have my friends watch you making you do this?”

“Y—yes, m’such a cumslut.” you moaned, playing with the buds on your tits, adding to the intensity, “I like that daddy’s friends are watching me—fuck I wanna cum so bad.”

“You wanna cum?”

“So bad~” you whimpered, voice an octave higher from how it usually was.

“Grab the Hitachi.”

You did as told, leaning forward to take the toy from the table, where San had previously placed it.

“Turn it on high.”

“A—again?” you asked, clutching the object tightly, just a few centimeters away from your sopping cunt.

“What? Nervous we won’t let you cum again, sweetheart?” Hongjoong teased, making you slightly scoff.

“No. You promised I could.” your interjection putting a smirk on all of their faces.

“We didn’t say if you were allowed to stop cumming once you start though, princess.” San added, beginning to relentlessly fuck into you again, “Come on, put it on high and play with your clit while daddy fucks you.”

You nervously, still doing as told, switched the setting to high, the excessively loud and strong buzzing noise taking over your ears, paired with your boyfriend’s animalistic thrusting that was hard to concentrate with.

Already in a bliss, the second you placed the vibrator on you, you squeezed around San, causing him to chuckle and let out a swear from his own pleasure.

You were already close to cumming before, and it seemed that they all knew this would bring you even closer.

Your eyebrows knitted together, eyes unfocused from the sensations, tits and legs shaking from the overwhelming feelings. Though you didn’t notice, drool was beginning to make its way past the corner of your lips as your mind could only focus on the rhythmic bucking of San’s hips and the constant vibrations.

“You’re so pretty like that, baby.” Jongho complimented, “All fucked out and you haven’t even cum yet.”

“I—I want to!” you replied, implying your desire for your release.

“If you want to cum, you better say thank you to Jongho for calling you pretty. Don’t be rude, brat. I taught you better.”

“Holy sh—shit.” the words you spoke barely even sounding right at this point, slurred from the pure bliss of sex you were feeling, “Tha—ank you!”

“Good girl,” San managed to say, somewhat still keeping his composure. Surely, he was absolutely enjoying every inch of your pussy, getting wetter and tighter the closer you were to cumming, “God, you’re just getting closer and closer, aren’t you?”

“Please, can I cum? Please, please, plea—“

His command cut you off, but you were pleased by it. Finally taking in your pleads to consideration, after mocking and teasing you this whole time, San’s smiled with darkened eyes as he spoke directly into your ear,

“Cum.”

Barely gripping the Hitachi, your entire composure slipped when your toes curled, chest trembling as you clenched your jaw, a silent scream wanting to escape as your release took over your body.

However, as the wave of pleasure washed over your body, it took you only a few seconds to realize that San wasn’t stopping. That the wave you were feeling was only going to go over you a few more times until he wanted to stop.

San didn’t cum with you.

You were already starting to feel like you were in overdrive, having been denied orgasms and finally given one, the fact that he wasn’t stopping was making you more fucked out than you had anticipated.

And just as you were about to drop the Hitachi, your boyfriend sternly demanded from you once again,

“Drop that, and I won’t cum inside you.”

How dare he deny you of your favorite part? But that was exactly what he wanted you to think. What he wanted you to be motivated by to keep taking him, keeping that vibrator on you as well.

“T—too much. Too much.” you repeated, the nerves of your clit almost painfully reacting to the vibrator still being on you, even after your orgasm. You were swelling around San’s cock, your body not having even gotten over your first high.

“If it’s too much, say your safe word then, slut.” he taunted, knowing damn well you wouldn’t.

Knowing damn well, deep down, you were enjoying this so much you didn’t want the night to end.

“Fu—uck~” you mewled, almost like a cat in heat, drunk on his cock.

“Daddy’s gonna cum, yeah? You want that?” you nodded at his words, “Of course you fucking want that. You want me to fill you to the brim, don’t you baby?”

“Fuck yes, yes!” you had to admit, adoring the feeling of whenever San came inside you, his cum painting the walls of your cunt like it was meant only for that.

“That’s right, that’s my good fucking angel.” he grunted, his thrusts getting a bit sloppy, but not weakening by any means, “Holy shit.”

With the last swear passing his lips, and a gasp coming out of yours, you both came at the same time, San even biting your shoulder (in the same place he usually did) as he released inside you.

Both of you took deep breaths, San’s a bit shakier than yours as you turned the Hitachi off, his hands now carefully letting your legs down. He pulled your skirt and shirt down for you, covering your bare body with the clothes again, as if it helped in any way (it did, you appreciated the gesture).

This time, you could see that the two of you almost looked normal in the personal camera view, as if a girlfriend was just sitting on a boyfriend’s lap, perhaps slightly sweaty.

In a post-coital tone of voice, cock still in you as if he had something up, he rolled the chair forward to come near the screen as he said;

“Sorry boys, seems like round two’s gonna happen offline.”

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tohokuu · 2 years

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ateez - nsfw links

tumblr is based on a system of reblogs, not likes. please reblog my work.

warnings : twitter porn. manhandling. heavy kinks. mdni

wc : idk they’re just small hcs

a/n : i’m bored and my twitter page is booming

taglist form is here !

hongjoong

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hongjoong is just like yunho. they’re both hard doms that take a lot of joy in reducing you to a messy bundle of tears and overstimulation. hongjoong will fuck you, use his fingers, tongue, force you to sit on his face, he’ll do anything to get you to cum. when you’re crying and begging for him to stop, that’s when he might take some pity on you.

seonghwa

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ahhh seonghwa is resident pussy eater. he’s just so mature and he’s so obsessed with making you cum. he’s a firm believer that your pleasure is his pleasure. he’ll pull you in close by the waist and press a deep kiss against your lips, and then slowly the night will end with his tongue darting at your folds <3

yunho

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such a mean dom :( he’s always manhandling you when you never listen. he can’t really help it when all you do is misbehave with him. he’ll slap you around, throw you in the bed, thrust his thick cock inside as deep as he can :( then he’ll put his fingers in your mouth for you to taste like a good slut.

yeosang

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all yeo really wants to do is force you to take his thick cock deep inside you :( he’ll train your pussy until you’re crying and begging for him to spare you some mercy, but no. “i think i’ve trained you enough, sweetheart. let’s have you take all of me” before he thrusts all the way in and sets your mind into yesterday

san

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awww, all san wants to do is fuck you sideways like his pretty princess. in the morning, afternoon, late at night ? just wants to spoon you while you cockwarm him. but we all know where the cockwarming is going because before you even know it, he’s thrusting deep inside you like a maniac and won’t stop until you’ve both cummed twice.

mingi

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mingi is such a soft boy. he wants you to pleasure him and he’ll take it like such a good boy. he’ll let you do whatever as long as you’re touching him :( ahhh and he loves when you stroke him with your thighs. just take him right against your cunt and bounce up and down. he’ll cum so hard all over you :(

wooyoung

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wooyoung is a bitch. we all know that. but he’s the best bitch ever. get mouthy with him and he’ll work his fingers inside you until you can’t stay still. will positively overstimulate you until you’re squirting. he’ll be pretty mean about it too. slap your face lightly each time you don’t listen. slap your thigh when your hips are moving around too much

jongho

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ahhh jongho is so fun to be with. he’ll make you cum until you’re tired and can barely speak. he’ll set you up on his thighs, making you ride them until your eyes are rolling back. he’ll slowly rub your clit for you, getting impatient and needing you to cum so he can fuck you already. he’s also obsessed w getting you to ride him. he’ll do anything if it means you’ll bounce on his cock.

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honeyhotteoks · 2 years

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♡ into the aurora | series masterlist.

summary: you didn’t expect to run into choi san outside of the venue, especially when your phone was dead and you were stranded in a random city. a kind offer for a phone charger turns into so much more, and you end up falling into a relationship with all eight members of ateez.

pairings: ot8 x reader

genre: fluff, angst, romance, ateez ensemble x reader, polyamory, non-idol!reader, fem!reader, eventual smut

warnings: handled on a chapter by chapter basis, any cw/tw will be clearly identified. if any need to be added, please contact me directly and I will update accordingly!

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ja3hwa · 2 years

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Wolf Ateez x Bunny Hybrid S/O [Part Three]

Genre: Supernatural, Romance, Suggestive, Fluffy, Angst, Smut

Type: Werewolf!Ateez x Bunny Hybrid!Reader

Warnings: Making out, Kissing, Fingering, Mentions of heat, skinny dipping, semi-public, masturbating, hickeys, pain kink? Slight Somnophilia, Oral (Reader receiving), mention of little space, sir kink, I'm a sucker for Jongho's Thighs All the boys are feral for the reader but it's still fluffy.

Note: So many of you wanted a part three but smuttier ahah. so Thank you to everyone that sent in asks for this. Enjoy

I also tried to keep it as Gender Neutral as possible given my other parts to this mini series were more on that scale but some descriptions may lean to an Afab.

Part One | Part Two | Part Four

Hongjoong

You woke up feeling strange but decided to brush it off, but as the day progressed you began to feel hot, inside and out. You couldn’t focus, all you wanted was Hongjoong. But he was very busy, he had a big meeting with some other pack leaders about borders so he couldn’t see you.

The heat was becoming too much to handle, so the first thing you could think of was trying to find a way to cool down. The waterfall. The small crystal lake. The place you loved to spend your alone time. Heading towards the location, you check to see if anyone else was around, not many people knew about this place but you always liked to make sure. You brushed your ears up, sighing at the feeling. You slipped your clothes off, stepping into the ice water. The moon was the only light you had as you submerged yourself under.

You rose in a gasp, feeling only a short amount of relief. You couldn’t shake this feeling, the need, the craving. Your hand slid down your body as you rested your back along the large rock forms. Your fingers push pressure on your clit, making you groan out. Moving in a circular motion, going faster and faster, you let yourself fall into pleasure but it's not enough.

“My my, what do we have here…” You jump hearing your wolf’s voice. You didn’t see him though, but you did see a sudden figure jump into the water. You wipe the water out of your face from the splash, coming into contact with golden eyes lowly glowing and fresh split dye hair. You gulped as he got closer. His hands wrap around your bare waist, pulling you closer. Your legs entangle with his and then you notice, he was also bare.

“When did your heat start baby?” He growled kissing your lobe, down your jaw, before sucking on your neck. “I’m going to make you feel so damn good…Now stay still.”

Seonghwa

Your head was fuzzy, groaning as you tossed around in the soft velvet sheets. As your lover slowly eased into you. He picks up your legs, holding them to your chest for a deeper angle. You scream out his name as you drag your nails down his bare back, making him groan in a low animalistic growl. His speed was in-human, with the sounds of hot wet skin slapping together. Everything was about to come undone when you felt a sudden weight that held your lower half down. A burning pleasure surged through you like lighting. Your eyes flutter open waking from your lewd dream.

A gasp leaves your lips as you try to crawl away from the oversensitive pleasure. Seonghwa held you tight, digging his face into your core. You whimpered, grabbing a fist full of his hair. His tongue slurping up your juices, as his fingers pump faster in and out. The band snaps, making you come all over his face. He sits up with a low chuckle, wiping his chin with a smirk.

“I couldn’t help myself baby. Not when you call my name so beautifully in your sleep.” He kisses your neck, sucking harsh purple marks along his way. You were at his mercy, feeling a burning pan mixing with his relieving pleasure.

“H-Hwa Please…” You coughed, as you choked lightly on your saliva.

“Shh don’t worry my Bunny…” He kissed along your jaw before he locks his lips on you. “I’m going to make the pain go away..”

Yeosang

It became a normal thing for you two. If he was with his brothers and left you alone you would eventually at the end of the day find him at the place you met, in the flower patch. It was a full moon tonight so he was out, but when you finished dressing in your warm attire you grew to notice that you had started your heat, without him.

He told you once you become mates, you were bound to get heats that matched a wolf rather than a hybrid, so they would be more intense than the normal ones you’ve experienced. But you didn’t expect it to be this wild. Your skin is burning and your lower stomach aches. Your head was fuzzy and all you could think about was Yeosang.

You headed out to the flower patch to collect some herbal flowers for your pantry. You wanted to distract yourself from the aching pain. Kneeling down to grab your snipers from your basket, you cut the flowers you need at the end of the stem. Your breathing was hitched as you shook your head to try and focus, but your eyes became a blur. Your long ears flopped down to the sides of your head, feeling your hands shake.

Your knees buckle, falling into the bed of roses. You let out a whimper as you turn onto your back. You rake your fingers through your hair, gliding your fingers along your fluffy ears. You cough out, as tears crackdown your face, falling to your ears. You were lost in your brain, forgetting everything around you. You didn’t notice the wolf approaching you slowly, stalking you. The wolf shifted, suddenly pouncing on top of you, pinning you to the floor. Yeosang brushed his nose against your neck, licking along your pulse.

“Fuck you smell so damn delicious…”

Yunho

Pacing around your Greenhouse, you placed your palms down on the counters, looking into the sink filled with water. You let out a sigh before you slammed your face into the ice water. You screamed but it was muffed, you’ve never felt this feeling before and all you craved was Yunho. You gasped pulling your head out, feeling the air hit you. Your fuzz on your ears is damp and the light makeup you put on has now smudged away.

“Yu… Yuyu…” You whimpered out sniffling, rubbing your face. You retched for the towel to dry yourself, patting your face against it. Before you finished drying off, a pair of large arms engulf you in a deep hug, it was Yunho. His face nuzzled into your neck kissing along the wet skin. Your pain was finally being relieved the moment he touched you, but you still needed more.

"I could smell you from down the hall baby, god should have told me you were going into heat. I would have come back sooner..." He trails off, licking and sucking any exposed flesh he could find.

"H-heat?" Your confused words mixed with moans made Hongjoong chuckle. He spun you around pushing you against the counter. His lips mere inches from yours, you gulp. He could see the innocent look in your eyes, making him lowly growl.

“Oh my sweet tiny, Let me take care of you.”

San

A couple of minutes, of looking for herbs turned into 2 hours of San pinning you to the table in the centre of your greenhouse, making you surge with pleasure over and over again. His tongue, his fingers, all over your bare body, gifting you nothing but love and attention.

"S-San..." You cried out, coming undone for what you could guess was the fifth time. His lips, trailed up your hot skin, licking, kissing, sucking any part of you he could retch. Before placing a sloppy kiss on your swollen lips. His teeth graze on your bottom lip, smirking into the kiss.

"I'm going to make love to you until you're nothing but a whimpering, shaking mess..." His hot breath pools over your face. His eyes glowed bright gold, watching your face contort as his fingers slip in and out.

"I'm going to make you feel so much pleasure that you'll forget you're even on your heat..." He suddenly stood up straight, pulling your legs to help you off the table. His hands grip tight on your ass, holding you up. He pinned you to the glasshouse wall, seeing woods outside. your blurred eyes finally focus your wolf-mate seeing his sly smile as he stares at you. you kiss him passionately smiling in his lips.

"God I love you..." He lightly kisses your cheek. "Now let me fuck you on every surface until you see stars..."

Mingi

It all happened so fast. Mingi was sound asleep with you snuggled close next to him. Sharp pains in your lower stomach awoke you. You went quickly to the kitchen to get a glass of water, thinking it might cool down the heat shivering through your system. You chugged the water feeling some it the liquid spill down your chin. You gasp, taking a short breath. You knew about the symptoms of heat but you’ve never felt it like this.

You were so distracted by your own feelings that you almost didn’t notice the tall giant lowly growl from the doorway. His eyes were a dim golden hue, piercing through the darkness of the early morning. You gulp feeling exposed to his stare. You backed away, seeing he would take a step forward in response. You cracked a smile, with an idea popping into your head.

"Min..." You cooed trying to sound as innocent as possible. You were both on either side of the island bench. His hands were firmly on the marble with a sly smirk.

"Don't move..." He ordered but given you weren't a wolf yourself, you had no bounds like a normal mate. Therefore you had more leeway. You smiled at him, feeling the tug, wanting nothing more than to jump on him. But the other side of you wanted to have fun with him, taking another step back, he growled.

You ran.

"Y/N!!!" He yelled, chasing you down the hall, up the stairs, looping in and out of different rooms before finally grabbing you, pinning you to the hallway wall. His lips connected with your neck, adrenaline pumping through both of you. Your chest was heavy, as was his. Panting out moans, as he sucks hard.

"I'm going to punish you on every surface of this house for you running away from me."

Wooyoung

You lay on the floor in front of the fireplace, leaning against your fluffy wolf. His soft fur tickles your skin in the best way. You let out a small sigh making his catch notice, looking over at your half-asleep relaxed body. He could tell your heat was going to start any day soon as your scent was changing. Becoming more intensified. He was the one to become lost in his own thoughts, his eyes glowing a soft golden hue as his heart began to speed up. His wet nose brushed against your hot flesh making you jump, but he kept protected. Nuzzling into you.

“hmm…What Woo…” You let out a groan, trying to move away from him. He stood up, shifting quickly. His lips made contact with your neck, pinning you to the floor.

“God, you smell so nice. You look so fuck…fuck me…” He growls nipping at your skin, lifting your shirt up. He ground his pelvis down onto your core, relieving some pleasure. Your shirt was scrunched above your chest as his tongue licked any part of flesh it could find. He was losing all control he possible had. A question that was floating in your head was;

‘weren’t you suppose to be the one on heat?’

Jongho

It was late at your little cottage in the middle of nowhere. Jongho was finally coming home from the long run out with his brothers. When he entered the house, he become suddenly aware, his senses blowing up. It was dark, nothing seemed to be done, all the little tasks you always do were unfinished or partially completed. He ran for the staircase, running towards your bedroom. He opened it to see the small side lamp being the only thing illuminating the room.

But unlike everything he had seen the one thing that caught him by surprise was the bed was unmade. In fact, the covers and blankets were missing. A trail of pillows and sheets lead into the walk-in wardrobe. He could faintly smell your scent, walking towards the closed doors. Opening it he sees you, patting the corners of your makeshift nest. You were completely bare except for his shirt covering you, while your tongue poked out trying to focus on making your nest of his scent perfect.

He leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, he could smell you were on your heat the moment he opened the door. He wanted to pin you down and take you then and there but he resisted, choosing to wait.

“Bunny…what are you doing…” He cooed making your soft ears stand straight up. Your eyes were puffy, and your lips were swollen. He let out a low growl, making you wiggle in desperation.

“I… I feel funny, I just needed you, I needed—I know baby…” He cut your stuttering words, kneeling down to sit beside you. His body heat made your skin shiver, immediately crawled onto his lap. Your lips attached to his neck, rubbing yourself on his large thighs. He held you tight, fingers digging into your exposed thighs.

“Come on Bunny…” He flipped you over, pinning you to the ground. “Let sir, Help you…”

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hwanchaesong · 2 years

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ATEEZ as your sugar daddy:

a/n: this has vulgar words so minors dni pls, scroll down and read some fluff

Hongjoong

using dating apps to find a sugar daddy who would pay for your tuition fee is the last resort

and you were just about to give up when all you see are old perverted men

that is until you stumbled on his account

young, handsome, rich, not looking for commitment, goodness aren't you lucky to find your perfect match

you two met each other for the first time in a cafe

him laying out the grounds and rules that the two of you will follow, and you nodding along bc what can you even say

you're the one that needs the money, not him, so all you can do is listen and agree

he made you follow a strict schedule, Monday, Wednesday, Saturday meet ups in this hotel at exactly 8:30 PM

after all the sessions, he always give you the same exact amount of money every time

enough to pay your bills, but also more than so that you can buy the things that you want

you were late once and you paid dearly for it, hickeys loitered in your body and limping around for days

he's kinda small in stature so you weren't expecting much from him

lmao what a joke

he made you cry on your first time together with how devilish he is in bed

what you didn't know is he's a very jealous, possessive man

one thursday morning, he saw you with a random guy at a restaurant, giggling and playfully hitting him at something that he said

wow, what the hell is that, he's here and yet you have the audacity to hit on other men?

you were shocked when he called you later that night, telling you to come to his house and that you'll have to 'talk'

turns out, the talk is him spanking you, denying you of your orgasms, overstimulating you, and overall a punishment that you would be willing to experience again

"I am the only man you need, understand? Meet up with other men one more time and let's see what will happen to you, kitten."

SugarDaddy!Hongjoong Oneshot

Park Seonghwa

baby sitting his daughter to earn extra money may be the worst or best thing in your life that ever happened

it's the best because you earn money by looking after a child who doesn't give you any headaches at all

it's the worst because it means you have to see the child's hot af father everyday

everyday is becoming more and more difficult for you

how can you not stare at his well sculpted body?

or even think of what his tongue can do when he darts it out everytime like a chameleon

he even dares to remove his shirt in front of you when he just finished working out

you were about to explode and accuse him of doing it on purpose

in which you got your answer without even asking him

you just found yourself under him without any clothes on, moaning and telling him not to stop fucking you until you pass out

after that intense session, you noticed that the money he gives you are more than before

you won't complain, more money and great sex pft, where would you even get that in this era

you're basically living there at this point, with the little amount of time you spend in your own home

sometimes, things feel so domestic

the two of you doing household chores, eating breakfast together, tucking his daughter in bed

now is not the time to dwell on it tho, not when his tongue is deep inside you with his hands on your boobs

getting freaky before sleeping is a must, then his daughter decided to enter the bedroom

you and Seonghwa shuffled, hiding what you were doing under the covers when his daughter called you, no, not your name

Seonghwa smirks at you, liking the sound of it

"Well, she can't sleep, what are you gonna do about it, 'mommy'?"

SugarDaddy!Seonghwa Oneshot

Yunho

you caught his eye when he visited the convenience store you're working at

there you are working the early morning shift, 2 AM to be exact

your uniform slightly unbuttoned at the top and tight pants are giving him things to imagine

he was about to leave when you crouched down, picking up something that you dropped on the floor

giving him a nice view of your cleavage

okay, that's it, he's a man full of needs and the busy months of being a business man did nothing to satiate that

he waited for you outside your workplace, approaching you when you finally come out to go home

his looming height intimated you, wanting to run away but he caught your arm, pulling you back into him

there must have been a reason why you're working at such a young age

turns out that you've been saving money to continue your studies in a good university

dw, yunho will pay all of your expenses if you just lend your body to him in return

you declined at first, but when you saw him pull out a black card from his wallet, you lost it

that night he took you home and made you his, ecstatic even when he learned that he is your first time

your financial status is not a concern anymore, rather it was yunho himself

recently, he's been weird

just wanting to hang out with you, spend time without even having sex

you thought it was unfair if he's giving you money but he doesn't get the other side of the coin

so one night, you boldly straddled him, grinding in his crotch, wanting answers to his actions

he groans, placing his hands on your hips before leaning in closer to whisper in your ear

"I don't want anymore meaningless sex with you, I will only touch you again when we are an official couple. I love you, princess, and I want to make you feel good inside and out."

SugarDaddy!Yunho Oneshot

Yeosang

well, who would've thought that a famous model like him would take an interest in a lowly student like you

no one of course, who would even think a mature man would have a kink towards young and innocent girls like you

he coincidentally saw you being harassed by some thugs

like a shining armor, he jumped in to save you

only to think that he wants to corrupt you when you looked at him with such pure, thankful eyes

the next day, he came to you with gifts

he bought you pretty dresses and jewelries, then made you come with him in a fancy restaurant

you feel like you're in a fairytale

except your prince charming doesn't plan on giving you a kiss at the end of the day, or let you leave at midnight

no, he wants to bring you home at midnight and fuck you til morning

so he did just that, he didn't woo you with all those expensive shit just for you to leave him hanging

and that is how you find a sugar daddy that literally made you his doll

on the other hand, you love it

the feeling of getting pampered that you never got from your own family or relatives

you enjoy his full attention

his hands and lips on your body

the way he thrusts into you, his smirk and chuckle when you beg him for more

his sweet gestures and aftercare

the kisses on your nose and cuddles

you love everything about him (shit)

he'll never know, that's it

yes he'll know, especially when you talk to yourself infront of the mirror, convincing yourself that you should be contented with what you have

so he barged in the room, kissing you so passionately that it made your head spin

"The feelings are mutual, doll, so what do you say we get one round in before setting up our marriage?"

SugarDaddy!Yeosang Oneshot

San

regret is the only thing you feel now when your taekwondo instructor touched you to correct your position

why did you even enroll in a self defense class?

you can just buy a damn pepper spray to spill into the eyes of your kidnapper

then someone told you that it won't work all the time

damn it, you were thinking out loud weren't you?

you panted after doing some kicks, and that made San smirk because it sounded so sensual in his ears

oh, how lovely would it be if he heard that with you underneath him

lady luck seems to be on his side when he saw you at the grocery store after the lessons

seeming to have problems with your bills

so he paid for your items, coolly slamming down his black card and winking at you

he's even nice enough to drive you back home, saying that it's dark and there are a lot of creeps on the street

you didn't have enough money today because you had to pay for his taekwondo lessons, alright

he'll compromise, he will not make you pay his lessons anymore, buy you your groceries in exchange of an another lesson

that lesson ended up with the two of you at the backseat of his car, fogging the windows up with the amount of heat the two you are producing

San's dream of making you pant under him turned into reality, and he wanted to hear more

his stamina is crazy, can go multiple rounds leaving you breathless

and his damn hips make you see stars as you reach utopia

a truly wild man but such a child outside of bedroom

you question him as to why he's such an intense person in bed but becomes so adorable af afterwards

"babe, I allow myself to be like this around you because I trust you, and you should as well. So, will you please cuddle me, I'm cold, unless you want to heat me up with a blowjob?"

SugarDaddy!San Oneshot

Mingi

why the hell would they give you a sexy tutor like him? you'll never know the answer

Mingi can be a bit childish sometimes, but he gets the job done

he just did a little bit of motivating for you to be able to learn faster

and that includes wrecking you and giving you gifts that you may or may not need

you don't understand much of your dynamics

just one day he kissed you, made you cum on his fingers when you got all the questions right in his pre-test before your exams

then when you passed your exams with high marks, he gave you the latest iphone model with a bonus of him fucking you from behind

he gives you rewards for being obedient, and punishes you for being a brat

his methods always work like magic, but it seems like it's useless against this literature topic

why would they even give you an assignment that requires you to write a ten pages essay about love

what do you even know about it

all the while you're brainstorming about what to write, Mingi was looking intently at you

he doesn't like seeing you get stressed, so he did the best thing that he could do

he stood up and carried you bridal style, bringing you away from your work

he plopped you onto the bed, making you squeal but it was replaced by a moan when he sucked on your sensitive spot

here we go again, his large hands doing wonders in your body

his tongue making you squirm in his hold

and his godforsaken technique in fucking you so right made you release all the pent up frustrations

what surprised you is the sudden affection from him

hugging you close to him and peppering kisses on your face afterwards

"Write about me, it's about love right? I know I'm not the only one who feels the spark when we are together, I know you have feelings for me, darling."

SugarDaddy!Mingi Oneshot

Wooyoung

you met him in bar during a rainy, gloomy night

he was downing shots after shots, keen on getting drunk

the hot man is a bit wet, he probably walked here instead of taking a cab or something

you approached him, wanting to have fun tonight

you didn't come to this place just to leave empty-handed

the plan was to seduce him, get you to fuck him, but no, one word from him and the situation was turned around

he was the one who swayed you into bed, the one who fucked your brains out

it was safe to say that you were ashamed of yourself when you saw a picture of him and his wife in his bedroom's side table

but he explained to you that his wife cheated on him and that he's in the middle of divorce

still, you don't plan to continue hooking up with a divorced man

boy you were wrong once again when you find yourself on top of him, riding him like there's no tomorrow in a fancy hotel room

after the session, he gave you an envelope full of money, exchange for the time you gave him

naturally you accepted it, who wouldn't for fucks sake, especially when you're bank account needs a feeding

it continued like that, money exchanged for sex

though you didn't know when the casual fucking turned into love making

it was unusual, him being slow and sensual instead of the usual rough and fast paced thrusts

you'd question wooyoung about your relationship later, wanting to enjoy the feeling of his muscular arms in your body for now

not until he dropped the question first

"I didn't know that I'd feel the rush of emotions like this once again, what do you say we up our relationship, baby girl?"

SugarDaddy!Wooyoung Oneshot

Jongho

dear lord, you'll never know that your substitute pe teacher would be such an eye candy

he wears shorts for your classes and that makes you wetter than the pool in your gym

'shut it self, why are you so thirsty?' you scolded yourself when you find yourself daydreaming about him again

you can't get him off your mind

whenever his thick thighs flexes, it makes you want to ride it

he showed off his strength last time by breaking an apple in half, and how you wished he'd break you instead

okay, too much. distraction. yes. you just need a distraction tonight

what the hell man, who would've thought that your pe instructor would be the owner of the bar that you frequented to

he approached you first, your skimpy dress so alluring that even if he only saw your back, he knows you're a catch

his plan of flirting and making you scream later were scratched when he saw your face

still a catch but he can't fuck his student

and you're making it harder for him to control his urges when you clung into him in your drunk state

okay, whatever, your boobs in his body and your dirty words ain't making things any better so he'll just go with the plan

he paid for your drinks, got you in his car, and you were in for a ride the whole night

when you woke up, an unfamiliar ceiling greeted you

not to mention the arms in your waist and pain in your lower body

then you remembered what happened last night

the kisses, licks, bites, moans, the sex

"Finally you're awake, don't worry I'll pay for your drinks at the bar from now on, I'll even let you do your fantasies on me. Just do me a favor angel, keep this between us."

SugarDaddy!Jongho Oneshot

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imtrashbutcute · 2 years

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Pairing: SeongSangJoong (Hongjoong/Seonghwa/Yeosang)

Genre: Mermaid AU, angst, fluff, eventual smut

Warnings: feelings of insecurity, mild language

Word Count: 2715

Seonghwa goes hunting, but as he's finishing up, he runs into a friend who shares some surprising news. Now old memories and feelings are returning. What is he going to do with this new knowledge?

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mingissmile1117 · 3 years

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Hello! I decided to post this ff on here as well! It would really mean a lot and help me out if you could also check it out on my wattpad:)!! Don't feel obligated to though.

Chapter 1, Late Wednesday Nights

1574 Words

Seonghwa didn't want to work at this damned bar for the rest of his life. Smelling vomit and having to drag heavy limp body's outside really does something to a person's sanity. He swore, if he had to mop up sticky alcohol residue on the floor from clumsy drunks spilling their drinks one more time he was doing to snap his own neck.

The night was coming closer, and so was Seonghwas shift. Since it was a Wednesday night, almost everyone that was here from the evening had left, by their own will or forced to from security. The tired man stared off into space, mindlessly wiping off the soapy shot glasses behind the counter.

He came to when the bell from the door chimed softly. Annoyed, he groaned quietly. Who comes to the bar this late on a Wednesday night?

When he looked up, his breath hitched, stuck in his throat. Standing at the entrance was a man of short stature. He adorned a blonde buzz cut. His chin was slim and complimented by a sharp jawline that could cut through diamonds. The man's eyes were beautiful; deep chocolate brown irises and long, black eyelashes. His lips were the perfect shade of pink and deliciously plump. Overall, he was quiet the pretty man.

"Hello!" Hongjoong waved his hand, trying to get Seonghwas attention.

Seonghwa blinked, swallowing dryly. "Sorry- sorry. Welcome! Have a seat." He said with a smile, throwing his towel over his shoulder and resting his hand on his hip. "What can I get for you?" He asked the man across the counter, eyes taking in all his sharp features.

Hongjoong sat down on the barstool and rested his hand on the counter, slowly tapping his fingers. "Give me a minute to think." He asked politely.

Seonghwa nodded. He looked down at Hongjoongs hand, taking note of his panted nails and multiple rings.

"Woah... that's hot..."

Seonghwa thought to himself, a soft blush spreading across his cheeks. He cleared his throat, going to the counter behind him pretending to do something to distract himself.

"Sir?" Hongjoong softly raised his voice.

"You can just call me Seonghwa." The man said, looking back at the blonde with a playful smile.

"Well, Seonghwa, I'd like a margarita, if you don't mind."

"One margarita for?" Seonghwa turned around, looking at the blonde with a raised eyebrow.

"Hongjoong." The shorter man smirked.

"One margarita, coming up for Hongjoong!" Seonghwa said brightly, his hands getting to work as he started to whip up the drink.

"So hongjoong-" Seonghwa averted his gaze. "What brings to here at this time of night?" He asks.

The blonde sat back in the barstool, the three undone buttons on his flannel exposing a sliver of his chest.

"Got bored while taking a nightly stroll and decided I had some cash to burn." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Don't you have work in the morning? It's a Wednesday after all." Seonghwa looked up at the other.

"No not really..." Hongjoong bit his lip.

"Well you have to make an income somehow, what do you do?"

"I guess you could say I'm a freelance artist." The blonde titled his head, smirking as he bit his tongue between his teeth.

"Well Mr. Freelance artist," Seonghwa slid a cold glass across the counter, "You're drink is ready."

Hongjoong raised his eyebrow, chuckling softly as he set a 10 on the counter. "Thanks." He picked up the glass, his rings clinking against the surface.

The blonde stared into his drink, spinning it softly and watching the ice clash with eachother. "So Seonghwa, what do you do? Ya know like out of this bar?"

The red haired man blushed, looking down at the counter he was leaning on. "I like to make YouTube videos, they're really nothing much though. I live with my two roommates though who are pretty interesting. One of them really likes to cook, so I get to taste test his food all the time!" Seonghwa stopped himself before he starting rambling too much. "Ah sorry..." He scratched the back of his neck, a little embarrassed.

"It's alright. I like hearing you talk." He said with a playful grin, "I also like people who can carry a conversation by themselves, I'm not that much of a talker." He took a sip of his alcohol, tipping his head back sensually.

The night carried on as Seonghwa talked to his hearts content while Hongjoong listened adoringly.

The were in their own little world, one at a barstool and the other behind the counter. Stars filled the dark sky as the moon shone brightly over the tall buildings. Crickets chirped softly in the grass between the cracks of the sidewalk.

They were brought back to reality when the apple watch on Seonghwas wrist started beeping frantically. "Oh- it's closing time already?" He said disappointed, tapping the screen on his watch to turn off the alarm.

"How about I give you a ride home after I clean up the place a bit?" Seonghwa immediately offered, not losing the chance to get this man more. "You said you walked here right? Plus it's pretty late out, I don't think any of the cab places will pick up." He said with a knowing smirk.

"I'm sold." Hongjoong sat back in the stool, crossing one leg over the other. "I'll wait for you then." He smiled.

Seonghwa grabbed the blondes empty glass and began to clean up the back of the counter.

Seonghwa opened the car door for Hongjoong, letting him in the passengers side. "Wow, what a gentleman." The shorter man joked, getting into the car.

Seonghwa got into the driver's side with a huff. He stretched his body, relaxing into the seat. As he stuck his keys into the ignition he asked, "So whats your address?"

"The apartment building on Dongyo Street. You know the one above the 7-Eleven?"

Seonghwa stopped suddenly and looked over at Hongjoong. "No way, really?" He asked, mouth agape with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" The blonde asked, a little confused.

"I live in that same building! How come I've never seen you before?"

"Oh!? Well I just moved in to the 5th floor a few weeks ago."

"The new floor they just got done building? Makes sense why I haven't seen you yet." He stated as he stepped on the gas, driving out of his parking spot.

Seonghwa had insisted on walking with Hongjoong to his apartment. He wanted to get this mans number so badly, but he was nervous and wasn't quite sure how to ask. "This is your room? E300?" They stopped walking and stood in front of the door. "Mhm, sure is." Hongjoong reached in his pocket, searching for his keys.

"So uh," Seonghwa started awkwardly, completely contrasting from his earlier subtle flirting. "Since we live in the same building and all, I think it would be pretty convenient if we had eachothers numbers."

"Oh well-" Hongjoong was cut off by the door opening, a 6 ft tall man with black hair behind the frame.

"Dude, where have you been?! Get in here! Mingi is literally destroyed our kitchen earlier trying to make dinner since you weren't here- come help clean up!" Yunho pulled Hongjoong inside and slammed the door shut.

"Wait but-" Seonghwa whined. He wasn't that disappointed that he didn't get Hongjoongs number since they lived in the same building, but it was going to be a lot harder now.

He walked all the way downstairs to the second floor, sulking. He opened the door to his apartment, room B6. It was quiet dark as he expected it to be Wooyoung and San were already asleep in their rooms. The read head slid of his shoes at the entrance, trying to be as quiet as possible. He looked in the fridge quickly, trying to see if anything would appeal to his stomach, but nothing did. With a sigh he walked off to his room and sat down at his desk rather than laying im his bed.

He played some random games mindlessly, but he couldn't get that blonde off of his mind. He also thought about that tall man. What if Hongjoong was dating him? Or that Mingi that the dude mentioned? What if Seonghwa made up everything in his head and he didn't even have a chance?

Out of curiosity, Seonghwa typed something into the search bar

"How to know if your crush likes you"

That sounded absolutely childish, he knew that well, but he couldn't help it.

He scrolled and scrolled down the pages past a bunch of wiki how's and reddit pages. Until, he saw a link for a Craigslist added titled

"Spice up your love life and give your soul to this matchmaking devil"

"Oh?" That sounded quite interesting to the man and so, he clicked.

"Feeling lost in love? Not so sure how to win the heart of your crush? Make an 'deal' with this matchmaker and gain you're deepest desires. You'll surely find the treasure you're sought after. " Seonghwa read out loud, an amused smile on his face.

He scrolled down the page, seeing you could "book an appointment" with the "matchmaker".

"You know what? Fuck it."

After typing in some info he really shouldn't be giving out on the internet, he pressed enter.

Man, he was so desperate.

Tomorrow at 5 pm was his "appointment". What a perfect day to be off work.

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darkphoenix07 · 2 years

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Could u make ateez being boyfriend pls? 🤧

Choi San

Warm, Cozy, Clingiest, House dates

Always smiles while staring at you like you are most precious thing for him.

Gives you all of his attention towards you when you are talking about something no matter how much busy he is.

Never makes you cry or shout at you though he is mad at you for something you've done or your fault.

Cuddles with you all day on the weekends because he prefers being with you at home, doesn't matter if it's winter or summer or blossom.

Tried to cook with you to help you but ends up eating you instead (If you know you know)

Cries for you on video when he is far away from you for weeks, tells you he misses you.

Buys you a lot of snacks when you are on your period, feels sorry for your pain, "Is it so bad? Should we go to see a doc?"

Wears matching cloths with you, "They should know who you are to me."

Takes you when he does practice, "Come and praise me."

Keeps holding your hand wherever you two are going.

Movie dates are the best to him because he can tease you in the dark.

Is a beast on bed because he doesn't let you sleep all night once he starts. Cares for you when you feel soreness all over you body, "I was being hard, wasn't I?" Kisses your forehead.

Makes you coffee when you wake up, "That's all I can do for my baby."

Calls you names when he needs something.

Hugs you whenever he can, "I can't live without you."

Tells you how precious you're to him almost everyday he sees you.

Plays with your hair a lot and smells them.

Dance with you whenever, wherever he wants to.

Likes when you get a haircut, "Baby, everything suits you so well."

"You are mine, only mine," a bit sulky when you don't give him attention.

Choi Jongho

Bear hugs, Songs, Smiley, Park dates

Smiles a lot at your words, "You're so funny," which he doesn't do usually.

Buys you bears because you feel lonely without him, "Hope they make you feel warm, love."

Sings you songs while playing guitar, "Why do you need headphones when you have me?"

Rubs his nose with yours a lot, "You look cute in this position."

Makes you go to amusement park with you because you feel scared, "You look so adorable when you scream like that!" Giggles when you jump on him getting scared in the haunted house.

Gives you silent treatment when you make fun of him. But smiles in the end, "You are such a bad girl."

Lake dates are awesome to him, "Yeah, picnic."

Doesn't like when you praise other members, "Miss, you are my girlfriend."

Teaches you how to play guitar, "You are good a this, love."

Doesn't often tell you he loves you but keeps telling you he does on special occasions, "You should get this reminder, sorry I don't say it a lot."

When you cry because of him, he feels like crying too but doesn't shed a single tears in front you. But when you fell asleep, he cries staring at you feeling guilty for hurting you unintentionally.

Sends you messages when he is in practice to check if you are alright. Sends you funny emojis to make you smile.

He always knows what you're feeling even though you try to hide it.

Gets teased by his members for talking about you almost all day.

Washes your hair, helps you do your skin care routine.

Makes you eat a lots of healthy food, "Don't be so stubborn, you need to keep yourself healthy for being with me forever."

Cringes a lot by your sweet talks. But loves hearing them.

He is more like a calm boyfriend where you are hyper girlfriend.

Kim Hongjong

Art museum, Blossom, Coffee dates

Busy boyfriend who feels bad for not being able to give you enough time.

Always brings flowers for you while coming home for staying out late or not coming home at night.

Tells you to sit on his lap while he is working, "Helps me concentrate, you know?"

Takes you to art museum, "I'm afraid they might keep you here as a masterpiece."

Shoots you lame jokes when you cry but you laugh because of the level of his lame jokes, "Sorry, I'm not funny."

Cries while telling you how much he loves you and how devastated he will be without you.

Writes songs about your first meeting, how much he love how you talk, laugh and whine.

Calls you everyday he is away from you and ends up sleeping while talking to bed because of being tired.

Love the way you have so many pictures of him sleeping.

Adores you in everyway possible when you feel bad about being yourself, "You're the prettiest woman "

Polish your nails while you do his, "Your one looks prettier."

You help him relaxing when he is stressed about his boys, "They make me worry a lot you know? I'm glad I have you or else I wouldn't make it."

Clumsy couple goalz🤟🏻

He worries about you a lot, takes care of you like you are newborn baby

Asks for your help to end his song lyrics, "Your touch make it perfect."

Gets honrny when you wear his hoodie, "Ah, such a distraction!"

Loves smelling you without you wearing perfume

Keeps asking you to marry him.

Loves recording you a lot, "Gonna show these to our baby."

Claims for having babies as soon as possible for you, "I want a football team, I swear."

Goes with you for charity works

Tells you how his love is endless for you

Song Mingi

Piggyback, Kisses, Night dates 🌃

Runs towards you to hug you when he sees you after a lot time, "Finally you're in my arms."

He is more likely to give you piggyback rides when you don't feel like walking, "Can't let your feet hurt."

Buys you random things because they remind him of you.

Doesn't want to get up cuddling with you, "5 more minutes," keeps on going for a lot.

Takes you to long drives because it's refreshing.

Sometimes you two get Yunho free with you while going on date, Sorry for ruining your date, I was lonely so Mingi brought me."

Grabs his ear when you are angry and makes puppy eyes, "I will never do that again, sorry."

Gets disheartened easily but doesn't show you.

Pouts a lot when you don't give him attention, uff his gummy smile!

Drags you to bed when you work too much, "Work dismissed for tonight. It's you and me, only!"

Loves kissing your neck, his favorite spot

Teases you when you praise him, "I thought your bias was someone else, why are you whipped for me then?"

Sends you the song he and Hongjong make, "How is it baby?"

Does ageyo when you are down to make you annoyed. But you love him being cute.

Has matching bracelets with you.

Kisses all over your face before starting make out session, "Making you warm."

Doesn't talk to you when you don't text him as soon as he texts you.

Acts like a baby when you pats his back, "You al mah baby gaal!"

Kang Yeosang

Gossip, Moonlight, Car dates

He is the boyfriend who loves workout more than his girlfriend (Kidding but he is really obsessed)

Makes you workout obsessed too

Checks your butt out when you do squat, "Such a sexy girl of mine!"

Has a secret name for you but doesn't even tell you that.

Ruins your make-up trying to fix it.

Wants intimacy but only make it awkward not being able to tell you.

Quite shy at first but starts being naughty getting comfortable with you after a long time

Likes cycling with you, best date he things.

Diy your hair with his matching color, "We look like siblings to be honest!"

Is a good listener boyfriend.

Scolds you when you don't have meals.

Orders chicken for you and him whenever you don't feel like cooking.

Loves reading books with you in his arms.

Keeps staring at you when you're asleep

Gifts you dresses he thinks you'll look good on, "Gorgeous!"

Can't believe you are his and his only

Park Seonghwa

Aroma, Illuminate, Picnic dates 🌼

The boyfriend who loves telling everyone how much he loves you.

Follows you secretly because it makes him feel good

Keeps you warm by putting blanket on you whenever you fall asleep on the couch.

Drives you home from work whenever he can, "I love these drives!"

Kisses you on the back of your hands, "My precious hands, haha."

Waits for you to come home from work.

Cleans the house with you

Gardening with you and it goes splashing water at each other, giggling, falling on the ground.

Loves teasing you while having sex because he finds your whining cute.

Braids your hair sitting on the couch, it's his favorite work to do.

Does laundry with you, he thinks that's one of the best moments with you

Visits your family twice in a month because he adores them as much as you do.

More like a househusband other than works

Calls you 'Muffin' because he thinks you are the softest.

Kisses you playfully in the crowd not liking how other guys are looking at you

Loves kissing your back when you are the one cooking for him, "Your reward for doing my work."

Goes to picnic dates far away from home because it's the best place for healing he thinks.

Buys you light fury necklace and keeps toothless's one to him

Cries thinking how incomplete his life is without you

Jung Wooyoung

Tease, Cocky, Cooking, Club dates

Always teases you for everything

Never tells you that you're looking good until you're under him

Always cooks for you something before meeting you or coming your home

Checks you out whenever you do whatever

Follows your skin care routine with you, "I want fluffy skin like you!"

Laughs at you when you start crying for having PMS but takes care of you once you've Period, "Sorry, baby!"

Makes you have Americano though you don't like it, "No, you gotta try it! I swear you'll like it."

Takes you to club parties and dance with you keeping his hands on your ass, "They feel fluffier, what have you done?"

Teaches you Ateez song's choreography, "Gotta say you can never dance!"

Calls your name in front of your friends waving at you so that everyone knows whom do you belong

Takes your pictures always, even at home, "Gonna fill my room with these!"

Kisses you in front of the members, "You have to understand, she is one piece!"

Doesn't let you touch his pet, "He likes you more than me, not fair!"

Brings you in front of his live, "I love Atinys more than you, bruh!" But actually loves you more than anything.

Acts clingier with San when you are around, "My boyfriend!" For making you jealous but you find it adorable them together.

Calls you crybaby even when he cries watching a sad movie, "I wasn't crying. They were sweat!"

Fights for you with anyone who would hurt you, "Don't you dare come near her ever again."

Kinda possessive but doesn't show you

Loves seeing your face while having sex with you because it makes him feel more excited.

Want to keep you with him 24/7 for taking care of you and teasing you.

Jeong Yunho

Fluffy, Snuggle, Pool dates

Gamer couple goalz.

You sit on his lap with your controller while playing again him and he always interrupts you kissing your neck when you starts wining, "Can't let you win!"

Obviously you've fetish for his big hands, he likes how you keep staring at his hand while holding it, "Do you want them inside, baby?"

Calls you "Little baby" because of you being unbelievably shorter than him

Loves seeing your childhood pictures, "Our baby will look like this too?"

Always pulls you in shower with him, he loves the intimacy there and your wet water dripping hair, "So sexy but only mine!"

24/7 you are on his lap or into his arms because he feels like something is missing if you are not there.

Sofa cuddles while watching a movie but never being able to finish a movie because of him teasing you, "We can make a movie better than that!"

Fills your room with his photo, "I think it will make you miss me less!"

Comes back early from tours because he misses you a lot.

He loves pool dates with you, seeing you in bikini while you two have breakfast or dinner whatever.

Always knows with a gaze what you want or what is making you uncomfortable

Plays with you in the snow, drops you on it just to start kissing you, "Mhm, warm!"

Tells you to dress up short on special occasions, "I'll love to rip that dress of you!"

More like a soft but beast on bed

Takes you to his home often because his parents love you so much more than loves him

Sends you his selfies, "Which one should I post?"

Cries when you have fever, "Get well soon or else I won't stop crying!"

Hates when he hurts you, "I don't deserve you!"

Picks you up whenever wherever he want to,"You're so light, you know?"

Feeds you so many food because no matter how perfect your weight is, he thinks you're not taking care of yourself.

Makes a photo book with you to show his babies.

He is the type to make you pregnant before marriage, "You're already my wife, why does it matter?"

Hope you've liked it. I just wrote what came into my mind thinking about them. I guess they matched. Sorry for being late :(

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elesteria · 5 years

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Our Hands Held Tight // Don’t You (Run Run Run)

Our Hands Held Tight (ATEEZ, Hongjoong/Seonghwa): Debut and comebacks, it’s a lot on all of their shoulders. The expectation of their company and their fans, a heavy weight. But Hongjoong also carries the weight of the team in a way none of them do. It had taken Seonghwa some time to work out that it wasn’t a leader thing, not this time at least, and it had been watching the KQ Fellaz episodes that he’d realized what it was. So if Hongjoong needs to be pulled away from the studio some nights, he's more than happy to be the one to do it. 3325 words.

Don’t You (Run Run Run) (UNB, Feeldog/Everyone, Feeldog/Euijin): The expectations that come from being the leader of eight others is a lot, even if most of those expectations are his own. Luckily, Gwangsuk has Euijin to pull the boys into order and remind him that he's more than enough for them. 8036 words.

Holy smokes! It’s been ages since I actually posted fic, but this winter has been kind to me creatively and I’ve been working on a lot of things! I’m super happy with being able to finish something and I’m even more excited for all the people I’ve met since posting these! I can’t wait to write more for thee two fandoms!

#Writing #elesteria #ATEEZ #UNB #Hongjoong x Seonghwa #Feeldog x Everyone #Feeldog x Euijin

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taexual · 2 years

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ATEEZ / you don’t realize he has feelings for you

genre: friends to (hopefully) lovers au

warning: fluff, some angst & pining

requested by anonymous.

↣ seonghwa

The fact that he had a crush on you was so painfully obvious that the rest of the boys were completely dumbfounded whenever Seonghwa did or said something so clearly flirty, but you only laughed and forgot about it.

And he was really using your ignorance to his advantage – there’s not a chance he would have told you that the two of you looked good together, if he didn’t think his comment was going to fly completely over your head.

“We do,” you agreed with him, as you two looked through pictures from your most recent camping trip with your friends. There were only a few pictures of you and Seonghwa together, but those were, of course, the ones that he’d marked with a star for ‘important’ before he sent them to you. “We should take more pictures together.”

Absolutely delighted that you would suggest this, Seonghwa got his phone out from his pocket immediately.

“We should!” he said, turning the camera on. “I need a new lockscreen.”

“Whoa, hey, I don’t mean right now,” you turned away from him as he extended his hand and angled the front camera to fit you both into the frame. “And why would you even use this as your lockscreen? The clock is going to cover up our faces.”

Beaming now – literally; the boy was nearly euphoric – he nodded. “Good point. We should take several pictures and make a collage.”

That wasn’t exactly what you’d meant, but he had a counter-argument ready for whatever else you might have said – his next option was going to be printing the pictures out and taping them on his walls in place of wallpaper – so you didn’t fight it too much.

You posed for selfies with him in every cliché way you could come up with – and just laughed in the last few because of how many different selfie ideas he had; a true professional – and then you watched over his shoulder as he scrolled through the pictures, choosing which ones to use in the collage.

“I like this one the most,” he said, stopping on the picture where you were laughing so hard, your head was thrown back slightly, while he was attempting to make a heart with you over your heads. “You look happy in it.”

“No, my face looks dumb here,” you disagreed, attempting to swipe it away only for him to pull his phone out of your reach. “Don’t use that one.”

“That’s the one I have to use,” he insisted. “I want to look at your dumb face.”

You gave him a look then, your eyebrows furrowed slightly. For a minute there, Seonghwa’s heart seemed to stop beating and he thought he’d finally gone too far with his not-so-subtle comments. But then you laughed – as always – and slapped his shoulder half-heartedly.

“You only like it because I look weird,” you said and even though it was supposed to be an accusation, it sounded more like an excuse – like the fact that he wanted to keep looking at that picture wasn’t a big deal. It had nothing to do with you, or how he felt about you.

Seonghwa went with it, because it was easier that way. “Yeah. That—that’s definitely the only reason why.”

↣ hongjoong

The way he listened to you when you spoke should have been the first clue. The way he always asked you to tell him more – regardless of how trivial and even boring your topic of choice was – should have been the second one. Finally, the way he actually remembered everything that you told him, should have been the third clue that Hongjoong was, in fact, head over heels in love with you.

And yet, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” was what you said when Seonghwa brought that up. “He’s like this with everyone. That’s just who he is.”

“He told me to shut up yesterday,” Seonghwa countered, “after I warned him that San and I may have started a little fire in the kitchen.”

“Well, he was probably busy and—” you stopped then, and looked over his shoulder at the kitchen behind him. It seemed to be in a good enough shape. “You didn’t burn anything, did you?”

“Unfortunately, no,” he replied. Just as you lifted your eyebrows, unsure if you wanted to know why that was unfortunate, Seonghwa added, “my point is, he doesn’t treat you like that.”

“And you think it’s unfair?” you asked.

“I think he’s in lo—”

“Park Seonghwa!” suddenly thundered in the dorm and both of you flinched, turning your heads towards a very panicked Hongjoong, who was making his way towards you both. He addressed you first, “I didn’t know you were coming over today,” and then he turned to Seonghwa, “and I assume you have somewhere to be?”

Seonghwa shrugged, unfazed. “Actually, no. I—”

“Really?” Hongjoong asked, staring the other member down. “Are you absolutely sure about that?”

Their silent battle lasted for over a minute, neither willing to blink or back out. You were starting to feel left out, but then Seonghwa finally sighed and rolled his eyes.

“Fine. I do have somewhere to be. I’ll figure out where on my way,” he said, not concealing the sarcasm in his words. Then, he bit one more time, shooting you a knowing look, “but just so you both know, you can’t run away from your feelings.”

Hongjoong looked ready to tackle him. “Seonghwa—”

“I’m leaving now,” Seonghwa said, giving you a wave and only grinning at the other boy as he walked past him towards the door. “Have a nice date—I meant, day.”

He dipped his head right on time to avoid the keys that Hongjoong tossed at him, and they rattled loudly to the floor by the front door. You could hear Seonghwa laugh as he leaned down to pick them up on his way out.

“What was that about?” you asked after you heard the front door close.

“Nothing,” Hongjoong answered you with what he considered to be a very smooth, and not at all inconspicuous, lie. “I’m glad you here. Hey, why don’t we hang out in my room since Seonghwa has other plans?”

↣ yunho

He wouldn’t have suffered over your ignorance so badly, if it wasn’t for that stupid kiss at Wooyoung’s birthday party last year. Most unfortunately for Yunho, all the boys knew that he had feelings for you, and all seven of them conspired against him, proposing a game of Truth or Dare just so they could dare him to kiss you.

He did. And, even though that kiss was all he could think about for every single day since it happened, he couldn’t figure out if it meant as much for you, as it did for him.

You kissed him back – he thought you did, but he was hyper-aware of everything in that moment, so he’s not too sure – although, maybe that was only because you felt pressured by your mutual friends, screeching in the background like lunatics.

“What should we do for Wooyoung’s birthday this year?” Yunho tried to ask you, hoping it would sound as subtle out loud, as it had in his head. “Because we should probably try to avoid last year’s disaster, right?”

He laughed in an attempt to seem even more nonchalant, but then ended up having to cover it up with a cough, because his laughter sounded far too desperate to seem realistic.

“I don’t know,” you replied with a shrug, not catching any of his nervousness as you were focused on scrolling through your phone. “I don’t think last year was that bad.”

That was a good sign. Yunho dared to proceed, “really? How about when he suggested Truth or Dare?”

“Very immature of him,” you commented, “but I’m sure that wasn’t even the worst game that he could come up with.”

Huh. Perhaps he’d been too subtle.

“I-if he dares me to do something weird again, I’ll move out, I swear,” Yunho said, happy to see you smile in response, despite the slight tremor in his voice.

“If you mean the kiss,” you started to say, and he could feel the way his heart skipped a beat, “then I think you have to pack your bags. Wooyoung is definitely going to come up with something like that again, you know what he’s like.”

You sounded just indifferent enough about this that he felt bold enough to ask, “and you, uh—you don’t mind that?”

You shrugged again. “What can we do? He’s our friend.”

Alright, that was fair. That was okay. Yunho decided to accept this.

You may not have explicitly said that you enjoyed the kiss, but you didn’t say you hated it, either, and that wasn’t so bad. Not to mention, the fact that you didn’t seem to object against kissing him again was already far more than he expected from this conversation, and he suddenly had something to look forward to.

↣ yeosang

The fact that he knew you loved sweets and so, he brought you chocolates—or any kind of candy he could get his hands on, really—whenever he went to see you, should have been a clear enough indication that he was in love with you, and yet, you—purposefully?—chose not to see it that way.

“Be honest now,” you said as you unwrapped the bag of M&M’s he’d brought for your movie night, “are you feeding me to fatten me up and then cook me?”

He snorted, reaching for a handful of candy when you offered it to him. “Uh, sure. Why don’t you come to my gingerbread house first?”

Smiling, you sat down next to him and handed him the TV remote as it was his turn to pick the movie you would watch.

“Really, though,” you said. “If you’re pulling a Pavlov on me and trying to condition me into feeling happiness whenever I see you, because of the candy, then it’s working.”

“Hey, now, hold on a second,” he put the M&M’s in his mouth, chewed them thoughtfully for a minute, swallowed, and then looked at you with his eyebrows raised. “You only feel happy about seeing me because of the candy?”

“Well,” you blinked, teasing him, “was that not your intention?”

“My intention is to make you happy,” he replied without thinking about it twice.

He regretted saying that as soon as the sentence was out of his mouth – in the words of one Chandler Bing, could he be more obvious? – especially since you gave him a big smile and a pat on the head in response. He was mortified.

“Oh, okay. You’re setting unforeseen standards for all best friends everywhere,” you said warmly, not even realizing the weight—or the impact—of your words. “Thank you for that.”

That hurt a little, he had to admit. It felt like you’d just drawn very clear boundaries for your relationship, and he dreaded to think that it was because he took it too far.

But then, later that same night, you fell asleep on his shoulder before the movie was even halfway through, and he forgot about the hurt and the dread immediately. You were okay. And he was just happy to be here with you.

↣ san

Whenever someone in the room said a joke, his head automatically turned to you, because the sight of you smiling or—please, someone check his pulse—laughing, made his heart feel ten times bigger, and he could barely keep it inside of his chest.

This was insignificant enough so that you didn’t pick up on it, but soon enough, your mutual friends began to exchange glances whenever they caught San staring at you – which was often; he wasn’t exactly clever or subtle about it.

“San, quick question,” Yunho said at one of the house-parties that the boys threw for your mutual friends. Once San turned to look at him, Yunho nodded his head at you. “What color was the shirt that she wore last Friday for dinner at our house?”

“She didn’t wear a shirt, she wore a dress,” San replied immediately. He was already too drunk to sense the older boy’s ruse. “And it was dark red. Why do you ask?”

Because Yunho didn’t actually remember your outfit at all, he needed your confirmation before he could officially declare his mission a success. He turned to look at you, hoping you’d react just like he was expecting you to. And, blissfully, you did.

“I—how do you remember that?” you asked San, your eyes wide.

“Oh,” he hesitated while Yunho was beaming victoriously in the background. “I—I mean, I thought the color made your eyes look nice, so it just—I don’t know. I’m just paying attention. You looked good. Y-you always look—hey, I’m going to get a drink. Want anything?”

He stood up from his seat and didn’t even wait for you to reply before he walked away, mumbling that he was going to “get you a drink anyway”. You looked at Yunho and the shit-eating grin on his face, and raised your eyebrows in question.

“That was weird thing to ask,” you told him.

“Was it?” he said, pursing his lips teasingly. “Or was it his memory that was weird?”

“You heard him,” you retorted. “He said he was paying attention.”

Yunho couldn’t have been grinning wider if he tried, as he watched San return with your favorite drink and then smile at you with the stupidest, most loving eyes that Yunho had ever seen on another person.

“You are so blind,” he said, but you were no longer listening, too captivated by whatever joke San was trying to make, just so he could hear you laugh again.

↣ mingi

He wanted to see you all the time, to the point where the other boys begged you to stay, just so they wouldn’t have to listen to him whine about how he ‘already missed you’ even though you only left not even five minutes ago.

“Please, it’s an emergency,” was the text that you got from San as soon as you unlocked the door of your apartment, having returned from the boys’ place.

Before you could ask what happened, he sent you another text, explaining ominously, “Mingi is dying.”

“Not funny,” you texted back. “What’s going on?”

You didn’t get to read his response because you saw an incoming call from Mingi—clearly not dead yet—himself.

Not bothering to lock the door in case you would have to leave again, you picked up the call in the hallway of your apartment, hoping to hear a proper explanation. “Yeah—?”

“HEY!” Mingi was yelling; very much alive and very loud. “WHATEVER THEY TELL YOU! DO NOT LISTEN TO THEM! THEY ARE LIARS! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF—!”

The line got cut off right after a loud screech somewhere in the background of his call. Completely confused, you removed your phone from your ear and debated if you should call him back and risk becoming a witness to murder, or if it would be better to wait until they all calmed down and told you what was it that happened in the twenty minutes that you weren’t there.

Before you could come to a decision, another text from San popped up on your phone.

“He is lying on the floor, refusing to get up unless you come back,” the messages were saying. It was hard to tell if this was the lie that Mingi had just warned you about.

You began to text back – your heart calmer now you knew that they hadn’t actually murdered him yet – but then a text from Yunho distracted you.

“Could you do me a favor?” one of his texts said. Before you could react, another one showed up, “adopt Mingi please.”

Almost laughing now, you got back to typing your text to San – he seemed to be the one most likely to recap what had happened – but a yet another incoming call from Mingi showed up at the top of your screen.

You took a deep breath before you picked up. Not sure if you’d hear screaming again or not, you didn’t bring your phone to your ear as you answered, wary, “hello?”

“Hi,” Mingi said, his calm voice filling your empty apartment. Relieved that whatever madness, that had overcome them after you left, had passed now, you finally locked your door and sat down on your couch in the living room.

“Hey,” you replied. “What’s going on over there? Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I am. Sorry—uh, the guys were just being weird,” he spoke, trying to sound very casual even though he’d just spent the past ten minutes attempting to wrestle seven phones out of seven pairs of hands. “They think I—I don’t know. They think I like you or something.”

“Oh,” that was not the explanation you’d been expecting. “W-why do they think that?”

“Uh—well, I don’t know. It’s dumb, right?” he laughed to conceal the fact that this was only dumb to the extent that he did not, exactly, like you. His feelings for you reached so far beyond that already. “So, anyway, what are you doing? Did you get home safely?”

He changed the topic effortlessly and, based on the way you sighed and didn’t ask any more questions, he’d also managed to avert the crisis. Just because he couldn’t manage to keep it a secret from the other boys, didn’t mean that he also felt ready to tell you about his feelings.

↣ wooyoung

Your friendship with Wooyoung had been by far the weirdest thing to the other boys. You continuously teased and flirted with each other, and – as an expression of peak absurdity – you even held hands sometimes “as a joke”. The hearts in Wooyoung’s eyes clearly showed that he wasn’t the one joking about this.

It ended up being Yeosang, who decided to ask you about this outright, just so they could all know: “so, are you, or aren’t you dating Wooyoung?”

The question seemed to come out of nowhere, and you looked up from your phone, confused. “What do you mean?”

“Come on,” he said, leaning against the wall of the living room where you’d been waiting for Wooyoung to join you. “You’re flirting with each other all the time.”

Scoffing now, you lifted your eyebrows. “What are you talking about? We’re just joking around.”

Yeosang gave you a look. You gave him one right back, seemingly challenging him.

“Okay,” he said, making conclusions about this based on the honesty in your eyes – you genuinely didn’t understand where this was coming from. “Don’t tell me you don’t think he means what he says.”

You were already starting to laugh at the ridiculousness of that statement, but the solemn expression on Yeosang’s face forced you to pause. “He—he does?”

“You don’t?” he shot back.

“I… well—”

“What are the two of you,” Wooyoung suddenly popped up from his room – as he tended to do, being small and fast and unreasonably quiet on his feet – and sat down on the couch next to you, throwing an arm over your shoulders, “talking about?”

His affection suddenly seemed to gain a new meaning and Yeosang, catching the panicked look in your eye, cleared his throat. He realised that he might have unintentionally pointed your and Wooyoung’s friendship in a completely unexplored direction.

“I was just saying how your hair had been looking really nice lately,” Yeosang replied, not wanting Wooyoung to suffocate him with a pillow while he was sleeping if he found out what he’d just done. “A-and she said she thought so, too.”

His face radiating joy – aside from the teasing glint in his eye, of course – Wooyoung turned his head until his face was right in front of yours. “You really think so?”

Yeosang bolted right out of the room before you could reply or, worse, force him to third-wheel while you and Wooyoung finally discussed your feelings.

Because of this, Yeosang didn’t know what the outcome of that discussion was or, actually, if you even had one, because when Wooyoung was walking you to the door at the end of the night, the two of you were holding hands again, like you always were.

↣ jongho

He never said no to you, no matter what. You didn’t think much of it, until he showed up at the game of your favorite team – that he didn’t care much about – to keep you company, because your friend had bailed on you at the last minute. And it didn’t matter that he was sneezing every three seconds and could not say a sentence without bursting into a coughing fit.

“You’re sick,” you declared after three people turned around to give him concerned looks once he sneezed six times in a row. “We have to get you home.”

“No, no,” Jongho replied, sniffling. “The game.”

“I don’t care about the game when you look like you might leave this venue in an ambulance,” you replied, standing up. “Come on, let’s go.”

“No, really, please, I—” he sneezed again, “it’s just allergies or something. I’m okay, let’s—” another sneeze that interrupted his nonchalant shrug. He got to his feet after another person turned around. “Alright fine. But only because I feel like I’m—” one more, “embarrassing you.”

“You’re not embarrassing me,” you replied, taking his hand to guide him down the stands because he looked like he might have toppled over if unsupported. “You’re probably running a fever. Your hand is hot.”

He felt like he was running a fever when you took his hand, but he couldn’t exactly admit that, so he just shrugged—and sneezed—again. He kept coughing all the way home, but that wasn’t even the worst part.

The worst part was that, as soon as you got him to lie down in bed, he had the audacity to say, “I’m sorry I made you miss the game.”

“Why did you come?” you asked, angry that he would ignore his own health like this. “You should have stayed in bed.”

“I wanted to hang out with you today,” he replied, parting his lips to accept the thermometer you’d brought to his face.

“Well, if you’d told me you were sick, I would have come here,” you replied, bringing his duvet up to his chin and then sitting down next to him on the bed.

Lisping due to the device in his mouth, Jongho tried to explain, “but you already had plan’ to th’ee th’ game—”

“I don’t care about seeing anything if you’re sick. You should have told me,” you reprimanded and then mumbled when his thermometer started to beep, “I care about you more than any game.”

“Oh. Hm,” he waited until you took the thermometer out before he said, “I’m sorry.”

And, although you proceeded to scold him for the next fifteen minutes – prompted by whatever numbers you saw on the thermometer – Jongho couldn’t have felt happier. You cared about him more.

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