#hyunggu x reader

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By My Side

Summary: Your journey to the top and the man who supported you the whole way. 

Long Fic (Oneshot)

Fluff, Angst? (Mainly Racing Anxiety), Slight Suggestive Parts, Strangers to Lovers au, Opposites attract au?, Idol au

Word Count: 19,000

Idol!Hyunggu (Kino) X Racecar Driver!Reader

[Features: The rest of OT9]

[Long A/n: There is the barest of information about entries vs starting in Formula 1. The only information I was able to gain about it was researching women who’ve raced in the sport. Only two of the five ever got to race (vv sad news), so for entries vs starting it will be speculation but based off of the real races! Also Pentagon’s scheduling is going to be a little off, but it’s so it works for the story tbh.]

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You’ve known since you were five that you wanted to be a Formula One racer. And when you were eight, your parents started taking you karting with them. It didn’t take long before you started taking karting lessons. You even taught classes to younger kids before gaining entry into Formula Three. As you practiced day in and day out, you knew there were no guarantees of getting into Formula One. But you never gave up, and maybe with some help from Kang Hyunggu, you finally obtained your FIA super license. 

You were twenty-three when you first met Kang Hyunggu by chance. And for some reason, the two of you hit it off instantly. It didn’t make sense because you were from two very different worlds. With him being an idol singer and you being a racecar driver, you were polar opposites. But you both shared the same love for coffee and flowers and had the same music taste. It started from there, with small meets at a coffee shop. At first, both of your managers managed your meetups. Something else you both had in common. But after a year of meeting each other and getting to know one another. Your managers had let up after they ensured you both knew the consequences if the public were to find out. But at the time, what would it matter to the world? You were just friends getting to know each other with what little time you had. 

You guys were lying on your bed in your apartment when he asked, “Do you think we’ll ever get our first win?” And you smiled, “Of course. Maybe it’s from a Universe's perspective at this point, but I feel that come this time next year, you’ll have gained one.” He smiled and thanked you, and you asked, “Do you think I’ll ever make it out of Formula Three?” He nodded, “With your talent, there’s no doubt.” You pouted, "How would you know?" And he continued, “What do you say if I come to one of your races, manager approved, of course, and I see for myself?” You smiled, “It’d be nice to have someone other than my crew cheering me on.”

After you both received approval, he was able to watch you race. It was slightly nerve-wracking having the guy you had a crush on watch one of your races, but you took it in stride. He walked you to your racecar, encouraging you the whole way. When you arrived at the garage, he said, “If you win, I have something important to tell you.” You raise your eyebrow at him, “And if I don’t?” He shrugs, “I guess you’ll never know.” 

For your past two seasons, your top place was fifth, and even that was an incredible feat for you. But with a good qualifying round, you gained pole position, earning you an advantage. You gulped as you watched the lights go and gunned it. Maybe it was because you wanted to know what he was going to tell you. Or perhaps it was sheer dumb luck. But somehow, you had not only won that race. You had also won it by a large margin, something you had been trying to do since you started racing.

You raced your victory lap and came back to the starting position. You gasped as you realized you only had one more criterion left to meet to gain a super license. You hopped out of your car to see your team readily congratulating you. And you cheered with them as they lifted you into the air. When you came down and hopped over the fence, you saw Hyunggu holding a flower bouquet. You blushed as he handed it to you, “What did you want to tell me?” You asked as you thanked him for the flowers and brought him into a hug. He smiled, “That you look cute in your outfit.” You shook your head as you blushed. Before you could ask him if that’s really what he wanted to tell you. They rushed you into an interview room, “Are you going to do your last requirement to gain your super license, Mx. (L/n)?” You nodded, “Yes, I’m going to go onwards and complete the safety regulations test at the end of this season.” They nod, satisfied with your answer. Before they could ask you more questions, your manager came in and took you out to treat everyone to a nice dinner. 

As you sat around the table, everyone chatting, the engineer turned to you. He smiled and announced to the table, “You’ve grown so much as a racer over the past two years I’ve gotten to know you. Are you ready for the big leagues, kid?” You looked at your plate, “I believe so.” The table laughed, “You’ll do fine!” And they were right. After years of studying up on the quiz, you passed it with flying colors. And Hyunggu was right there to congratulate you, holding another bouquet. 

You accepted the flowers as he pulled you into a hug. You held him tightly against you, your emotions getting to you as you shook with tears. And he went, “You did it. I knew you could.” You thanked him, and he said, “Let’s celebrate.” You nodded, and he took you both out to a little diner. After you order your meals, he tells you, “I think it’s time I tell you the important thing I wanted to tell you.” You pout, “So you didn’t think I was cute in my outfit.” He shook his head with a laugh, “I thought you were the cutest. But that wasn’t all I wanted to tell you.” You nodded for him to go on, “I like you a lot. And not just in a friendly type of way.” You pinched yourself as you said, “This has to be a dream.” And he shook his head, “No.” And you smiled as you grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers, “I like you a lot, too. Do you want to consider this our first date?” He smiled, “I’d like that.” 

You finished up the racing season and relaxed a bit. But you didn’t know how much you were really up against. After all, no one ever mentions the people who don’t qualify for Formula One. It’s only about those who do. And when you put your name down and saw the list of other candidates. Who were just as hungry as you to be on the track.... It dawned on you that this may be harder than you believed. You told Hyunggu of your worries, and he held you close as he eased your mind. He assured you that you were just as capable as the other racers behind the wheel, if not more. It soothed your nerves and made you practice more for it. Whenever he wasn’t at practice, he was watching you in the stands, getting your time lower and lower. You just had to be a quarter of a second faster than your competitors. And you were doing everything to make that happen. 

You finished after eight hours of practice to see Hyunggu racing down the stands to greet you. His binoculars were hanging around his neck, and you giggled, “How long have you been watching?” He smiles, “A few hours.” You smiled as you pecked his cheek, “Thanks.” He shrugs, “You’re doing fantastic out there. You got this.” You shrugged, “I’m not so sure, but I’ll continue at it until I am.” He nods before asking, “Do you wanna watch me practice?” You agree, and he leads you by the hand to his car, “It’s weird to be in a slow-moving vehicle after eight hours.” He looks over at you with wide eyes, “You’ve been out here since six a.m.?” You nod, “I couldn’t stand to be away. You’re the same way when you practice.” He laughs, “Yeah, I guess we have that in common too.” You shake your head at him as he shifts out of park and drives to the company. 

He has you grab lunch in the cafeteria before leading you to the practice room. “(Y/n)! It’s so good to see you again!” Hongseok greets you cheerily, leading the rest of them into an uproar. You laugh as you greet them and walk over to the bench seat. “I’m just here to watch and eat my lunch~” Shinwon laughs, “You sure it’s not just to watch Kino?” You laugh, “You caught me.” Hyunggu winks at you through the mirror, and they start practicing some of their older songs. As you finish up your meal and throw away the trash, their choreographer comes in. “Hey guys! I’ve finalized some new moves for your new title and wanted to go over them with you guys.” You hold back your gasp as you realize you’re an outsider and fan getting to watch part of the demo for the first time. 

Hyunggu comes over to grab a drink of water before they start, and you ask, “Should I cover my eyes? I don’t want to offend or worry the choreographer.” He shakes his head, “Baby, I watch you practice new tricks on the track all the time. It’s okay.” You nod, and he kisses the top of your head before walking back. The choreographer reviews what they’ve learned and the new moves he is implementing. And you watch in awe as they move around the room. When they’ve finished the initial learning, they take a quick break. Then, the choreographer calls, “Let’s put this to music, guys!” 

He clicks a button on a remote, and they all start dancing as he oversees. As the music filters through the room, you can’t believe your ears. It sounds so delightful, and the dance seemed to encapsulate the melancholy feeling of letting someone go. As they started correcting things, you couldn’t help but wonder what inspired them to write it. When they finally finish up, you give a round of applause. The choreographer thanked you as he walked out of the room. 

Hyunggu slides down the wall beside your seat and asks, “So, what do you think?” “Well, the song is heartbreakingly beautiful, and the dance so far? It’s amazing! I can’t wait to see the finalized version.” The others laugh, and Hui lays on the floor and cheers, “You and me both!” You smile as you ask, “Who wrote it?” And he answers again, “Wooseok, Nathan, and me.” You nod and wish to ask him why, but feeling how heart-wrenching it was. You decide it was better to guess. You look at the clock to see it’s six and yawn, “Do you guys want to get dinner?” That seemed to bring their spirits up as they cheered and got ready. 

“Are you sure you’re not tired from your long day?” Hyunggu says, looking at the time. And you shake your head, “I gained my energy back while watching you dance.” You tell him, finishing off your sentence with a yawn. And he shakes his head, “Says the one who’s yawning. You can nap in my car.” You laugh and place your head on his shoulder, catching a few milliseconds of sleep as the rest rush around. You both walk out to his car, gaining a few passengers as you do. Knowing that if you weren’t fast from past experiences, you’d end up in the back, so you shout, “Shotgun!” And the other three groan, and you smirk, “I knew it.” And the tall ones groan as they file into his car. Yuto mumbles, “It’s always more cramped in the back!” And Wooseok grumbles in the middle, “My long legs have no room to go!” This causes Shinwon to whine, “Quit bumping into me!”  You laugh and tease, “I have so much legroom up here~” And the three roll their eyes as he takes off to the restaurant. 

You relax and enjoy your meal as they talk about their upcoming comeback that’ll happen in a few months. When the scheduler is about to drop, and how they’re excited to release another album. “It feels a little bittersweet to release one without Jinho.” You nod, and they talk about their worries and wonder if they’ll be able to gain a win off of this one or not. You cheer them up by telling them they’ve got their fans behind them every step of the way. And how Universes will do everything they can to make a win for them. They agree with you, and you finish up the meal happily. 

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When Hyunggu told you he was an idol, it took you a long time to check out his stuff. Mostly because you were busy but partly because you knew you’d fall even deeper for him. It was about three months into your friendship when you listened to ‘Shine’ for the first time. And before you could even blink, you fell into the world of being a Universe. It felt so exciting. While you had been fans of groups and bands before. This time felt different. As you got to know them and their 'idol-like selves,' it was hard to spot the differences. Yes, there were times when they had worn fake smiles and done scripted things. But you found they were just as genuine on-screen as they were off. Knowing that your crush had a wonderful friend group and a sweeter fanbase endeared you even more. 

It didn’t take long for you to start collecting their things. Hyunggu shook his head as he visited your room after you started collecting to see their albums on your shelves. “I could have gotten these to you for free. You know?” But you shook your head at him, wanting to give him at least a cent for his hard work. When you finally started dating, you had just finished collecting their albums. You happily showed him, and he just smiled and kissed the top of your head, “You’re cute, you know that?” But this time, when this comeback goes up for sale. It’ll be the first Pentagon album you’ll get to pre-order, and you’re so excited. As he drives you home, you tell him how excited you are, and he smiles and tells you he’s excited too. He doesn’t elaborate further, considering you’ve already heard his hopes for it at dinner. 

You still had a few weeks until you had to compete to start. And with every practice run on the track, your confidence grew. You spent less time with Hyunggu and more time there. It was funny how your heart wished to be with him instead. Before meeting him, all your heart ever wanted was to race. To feel the engine roar and tires burn down the track. But when you’d spot Hyunggu in the stands, you almost wished to stop the car and run to him. So instead, you raced faster to see him quicker. It surprised you how quickly he grew in your heart, but it was delightful, nonetheless. 

On the big day, you wake up with a start. Rushing around and gathering up all the things that you had prepared the night before for today. You heard a knock on your door as you were throwing on your shoes. And there he was, standing waiting with a bag of donuts and a coffee for each of you. You wrapped your arms around him, thanking him, and took your coffee from him and sipped on it. He led you to your car, and you drove up to the track. “You nervous?” “A little.” He nodded and placed his hand over yours. “I know, whatever the outcome is, you’ll do your best. And that’s all that matters.” You nodded and pulled in to see the lot filling up fast. “Are these all the racers for today?” He hums and goes, “Maybe some of them are crews?” You let that ease your mind as you parked as close as possible. You pull out your donuts and eat them before exiting the car. You lock it up, and he places his hand in yours. You squeeze it tight and walk up, drinking your coffee. “You know, I knew there would be at least twenty racers… But I wasn’t expecting a whole army of them.” He nods and squeezes your hand, “It’ll be okay.” It takes a little while to meet up with your crew. He lets go of your hand so you can get coached and change into your suit. You look at him for as long as possible before entering race mode. 

This is going to be the hardest race of your life, while yes, there have been races that were hard to go through. But this one, you had to prove not only that you're an excellent racer. But that you are better than the other eighty-some racers out here today. And that thought alone made you nervous. You listened to each of your crew member's advice and how to navigate the turns and when best to get around others. You’d get two laps to train on this new track before they started qualifying. The track owner came up and started greeting everyone before the races began. He was polite and wished everyone well, as far as you could hear. You head to your car to see Hyunggu talking to a few of your members. He saw them all look over at you before he turned around with a big grin. “You ready?” You nodded, “As I’ll ever be.” He smiled, pulling you into his arms, “Go get ‘em, baby.” He ruffled your hair before you put your helmet on and waited for their final instructions. 

You lifted your helmet one last time and said, “I’ll do my best!” The crew nodded and wished you luck, and Hyunggu smiled, “You always do. You got this! I’ll be watching from the inside!” When it was your turn to practice, you pulled out of the pit before driving onto the track. You snaked across the pavement, getting your tires used to the new pavement. The first turn came fast, and you memorized how the straightaways met the curves as you sped around. Mentally marking all the spots your crew said were good to cut around others. And you made plans as you made it back from your first lap. You did your last lap and felt your confidence go up. Maybe it wouldn’t be as bad as you feared. But as you remembered, some racers here had been waiting for their big chance too. And some had done this track a hundred times compared to you. It made your nerves spike back up, but you shook them off as you pitted. 

You popped your helmet off, and your race engineer came over, “What do you think?” You gulped, “It’s way more than I’m used to.” He nodded, “You are racing the Grand Prix now.” You nodded as he asked, “Did you see the spots we mentioned?” “Yeah, I made the plans on how to maneuver too.” He smiled, “Good. Now, I’ll let you talk to your lover boy over there. He was sweetly cheering you on in front of the screens. He’s a good guy.” You smile, “He’s the sweetest. Thanks.” He exits, and Hyunggu swoops in, “So, whaddaya think?” You nodded and told him all about it. He listened and asked some quick questions, and you answered with ease. He tells you, “I was watching you from the screen. You always look like you're in your element out there.” You smiled, and he kissed your forehead. He backed up as they announced the final racer had finished their practice run. “I’ll be watching.” “Like a guardian angel or private eye?” He laughed, “The former.” And you smiled at him as you nodded. 

They had you set up by your best time. So you would be racing with the 40s-60s. You placed forty-three, making you third in your set. Somehow, you would have to make it into this year's top twenty-two. When the first twenty finish their races, some of their times seem unreal. You gulp as you remind yourself that you only have to beat out fifty-eight racers to secure spot twenty-two. You pull your vehicles out to race next, and you hear the race official cheer, “Alright, I want a nice clean race. Remember your FIA rules. This is a no-contact sport. You will be disqualified if you do something intentionally. Do your best out there, and racers, start your engines!!” Your heart comes to life as you hear everyone’s engine roar as you press your engine on. Each racer starts at their own time. You stay for a moment, wanting the track to clear out a bit so you can get your head in the game. You only need to set your personal best. And once you lay your foot on that pedal, you better hit the metal. 

And so you do. You slam it down, easily make it around the curves, and even pass two people as you drive. Your engineer calls out for you to avoid hitting the guy coming up fast behind you. And you agree, but still try to go quicker. But they're slick as they slip past you and race ahead of others. You make it past two more racers on your first lap, coming out at '2:32.80.' You swear you were getting better times on your home track. You were getting to the 1:00s with no problem. You gasp into the mic, and your engineer goes, “Don’t lose your head. Just do this lap faster.” You do as you're told, getting out of your head, you speed around even faster, trying to set a personal best. And when you make it around, your time reads '1:59.343'. Every millisecond counts, and you look at your name to see it at the very bottom of the top twenty-two. You could live with that. All you needed was to stay in that spot, and you’d be okay. 

You come back and pit after pitting twice, once for refueling and once for tires. You pull off your helmet and cross all your appendages. Hoping and praying that somehow that time would be able to make it in. You jump out of your car before joining everyone in the garage and watch on, keeping your fingers crossed. The last twenty were up, each racing at their own pace. All it would take was one good time to beat you out. You knew it, and it terrified you, and as you sat there shaking, you felt someone place their hand on your knee. And you looked up from your internal plunder to see Hyunggu. “At least you can say you made it to the billboard, even if you don’t stay there.” You nod, and it calms you down for a moment. 

You watch as the racers return from their first lap and see their times start showing up on the board. Three racers placed in the top ten, officially sealing the deal for them. That meant you were out of the race. You hold back your tears as the rest of the racers finish up their laps. You don’t even notice you're crying until you are being pulled into multiple arms. One hands you a handkerchief, and you hold it to your face as you cry into it. It breaks your heart worse as you feel the others around you shake with their own tears. 

After fifteen minutes, you guys learn who’s in pole position. And the owner comes around to congratulate the winners. You successfully wipe your eyes and head out to congratulate them as well. Hyunggu stays behind you the whole time. His tears still streaking as you finish talking to others who have lost this year's race. One goes, “Better luck next time, huh?” The group of you laugh, “Yeah! We’ll get ‘em next time! And if we don’t. Well, we’ll just keep trying!” You laugh and wipe your eyes with your wet handkerchief. 

You head back to the garage and see everyone cleaning up. “Are you guys mad at me?” They shake their heads, and your manager answers for them, “No, honey, we’re proud of you for making it this far. Hell, you even made it on the chart for a moment.” Your engineer goes, “We’ll just have to keep training.” You nod, and they pat your shoulder as they exit, “We’ll see you again in a few months to start training.” You agree, and you walk back to your everyday car. Hyunggu has you sit in the passenger seat. And you finally crumble. It wasn’t your proudest moment. But you became inconsolable with tears and muttering. You could only put on that brave facade for so long. 

He turns on the radio and puts on your favorite sad songs. He tells you softly, “Come here,” after moving his seat backward to accommodate you. He pulls you over the console as you shake with tears. He holds you against him, and he can’t help but cry himself. It hurts him to see you so upset. He pulls out some napkins and wipes your cheeks, telling you kind and soft words. He rocks you in his arms as you mumble incoherent words. And he hums to them all. 

It takes a while for your cries to become sniffles. And for your tears to completely dry out, even though you wish to cry more. Hyunggu keeps you close through it all as you whisper little fears. He runs his hands through your hair, matching your worries with assurances. Reminding you about how loved you were, not only by him but by so many others. He lifts your chin and goes, “You know, I’ve never seen someone look so beautiful when they cry.” You sniffle, “Really?” He nods, “You’re beautiful all the time. It’s unsurprising to me that now would be any different.” You laugh, and he places a kiss on your nose. And then he kisses your cheek, your forehead, your chin, your neck, and everywhere he can reach before finally kissing your lips, making you giggle. He brings you out of your pool of sadness before setting you back onto your seat and buckling you in. “What do you say to wine and movies?” You smile softly, “I’d like that.”

He drives you back to your apartment and pulls out the wine he stored in your larder. He lets it aerate as you talk about all that could have gone better. And he nods but counters it before you can get too far deep into the rabbit hole. You do your best to hear him out, and he scoops two bowl fulls of ice cream before leading you to the couch. He brings the wine over and pours it into two glasses. He has you swirl it as he hands it to you. 

He puts on your favorite movie, and as your favorite scene comes on. Your tears have replenished, and you sob, which causes him to wrap you up in his arms as he quickly puts everything in your guy's hands down. “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay.” He keeps repeating to you as you watch on, and you cry, “How can they get a happy ending?” He puts his head into your collarbone, “Well, maybe this isn’t your ending?” That shocks you enough to cause a hiccup of tears, “Wh-What?” He smiles, “You’re in the middle of the movie. You have to have your Disney heartbreak before you get your Disney ending.” You blink at him, your tears slowing to stop, and he grins, “I know it doesn’t seem like it. But this isn’t the end. This is just the beginning.” He wipes your tears as he sheds a few himself. And you quickly wipe them from his eyes. He puts his forehead against yours, “I promise. You’re okay. You’ll reach the finish line and make a faster time. I’m sure of it.” You hum, and he pulls away, “Do you still wanna continue watching this movie?” You nod, and he rewinds the movie a bit.

He tucks you into bed before climbing in, “I thought you had to be at the dorms?” He shakes his head, “You’re more important. I already texted Hui that you need me more.” You blink at him, “But you can’t miss practice!” He shakes his head, “No need to worry! I’ll be doing a late practice and taking you with me.” “Oh.” He laughs, kisses your forehead, and turns off the light, “Have sweet dreams.” You whisper, “You too.” 

Your dreams remind you of your loss, and you wake up crying. You scooted over and pushed yourself into Hyunggu's arms. He opens an eye and wraps himself around you, “You okay?” You shake your head ‘no,’ and he puts his hand on your head, “Do you want to tell me about it?” You whisper, “It was about losing the race…” “Oh…” You nod, pushing your head deeper into his chest as he holds you closer. “It’s just a reflection of reality. You’ll get them next time, I promise.” You nod, and it doesn’t take long for you to drift back to sleep cuddled into him. You dream of laying next to Hyunggu in a field of daisies, with nothing to worry or wonder about, just the two of you laughing and talking about everything. 

You wake up later in the day to find him waiting for you to wake up, “Do you want to get lunch with me?” You gasp, “Is it that late?” “It’s one in the afternoon.” “Oh, that’s fine. Let’s go.” You both get dressed and during lunch, you two cheesily drink a milkshake together, “Isn’t it like... fifty percent backwash by now?” He laughs, “I guess, but I don’t mind yours.” You laugh, reach over the milkshake, and kiss him. “Ah yeah, it’s better that way.” He giggles, “I agree.” He kisses you again, and your food comes a moment later. After lunch, he takes you to practice with him. 

You cheer him and the rest of them on, and they head to the studio later, wanting to finalize a few more things on the album itself. Hyunggu sits on your lap as they all try to fit in the tiny little studio. You laugh as the boys cry about how he was never this affectionate with him, and you stick your tongue out at them. As Hyunggu turns into Kino in the recording area, Yanan and Hongseok surround you. Hongseok speaks up first, “Hey, we heard about yesterday. Are you okay?” You look down at your hands, “I suppose so? I’m definitely not as okay as I wish to be right now.” Yanan asks, “But you did your best, right?” You nod, the two smile, and he continues, “That just means your best will get better.” You smile, and Hongseok says, “You’ll get ‘em next time. And then, when you win, we’ll do our best to attend your races.” You laugh, “Okay.” Changgu comes over, “For free, right?” You laugh even harder, “Yeah, of course, you guys are practically my boyfriend’s family.” The whole group cheered, except Hyunggu, who couldn’t hear anything behind the glass. 

You listen to his stunning voice, and he finishes quickly, joining you again, “How did I sound?” You smile, “Beautiful as always.” He grins and kisses your nose, which causes Shinwon to whine, “Cooties.” You smirk and kiss Hyunggu, “What do you call that for cooties?” Shinwon cries, ‘gross’ louder, and both of you giggle at him. And as you wait, the one and only Jinho comes in, and you jokingly salute him. And he stands at attention to do so, and you both laugh, “Good to see the soldier. Is this your goodbye track?” He nods, “Yeah, the kids complained that they’ll miss me worse if I don’t.” You smile, “As a Universe, I would too.” He laughs, “Yeah,” he turns to Hui and says, “I only have a few lines to fix, then I have to go back to base.” Hui nods, and Yuto exits the studio and joins the rest of you on the cramped couch. 

The seven of you happily listen to Jinho’s voice. Hui smiles, “I never tire of hearing his voice.” And the rest of you hum in agreement, and you cry a little as the song continues to play. Hyunggu immediately wipes your eyes, “Oh, you haven’t heard it that much…” You shake your head, “I knew it would be a goodbye song, but…” They all coo at you, and as Jinho opens the door, “Oh, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” You shake your head, “I just um… Wow, I know we get to see you a bit. But Unis, in comparison, I just, wow.” He pats your head, “You’ll be okay, kid.” You nod, and he lets the boys hug him as he leaves for base camp. “How do you guys do this with no tears?” Hui shakes his head, “I know you saw Spring Snow + Shine, so…” You sigh, “Yeah… I guess it’s a little easier now?” They nod, and Yuto says, “But we can’t help but miss him even when he’s here.” They all agree, and Jinho returns, “I forgot my hat!” And the eight of you cry, “Jinho!” And he looks at all of you, “What?” He sighs as he realizes he’ll have to do a round of hugs again. You give him one before you all give him a group hug. He mutters, “I’m going to be so late,” as he hugs back just as tightly, “Only fourteen months before we’re all back together.” You all nod and let him go this time, and he rushes to his bus.

After a few more tweaks to the songs, you head out to your cars, and when you part from Hyunggu, he asks, “You’ll be okay, right?” You nod, “If I’m not, I’ll head to the dorms.” He nods, “Okay. I’ll miss you.” You give him a soft smile as you open your car door, “I’ll miss you too. I’ll see you in two days?” He agrees and hops into the van while you head home. 

From that day forward, you take your time off seriously, working out, researching, and watching all the races to see what they did differently than you had. But that didn’t mean you weren’t spending time with the boys. Rather, that was how you spent the majority of your time. If it wasn’t night or early morning, you were following their schedules with them. It was exciting to see the finishing touches make the dance and song come to life. It went from disarray to a perfect ensemble. And you couldn’t help but clap after each practice. And before you knew it, Daisy was coming out. And you couldn’t be more excited. 

You cheered as you looked at his painting for the first time and asked him how he did it, and he happily told you his whole process. Explaining what brush stroke created, you couldn’t help but admire him as he did. “You know, you’re more beautiful than your painting.” He pouts, “What are you saying?” And you kiss his temple, “I’m saying that you made the most beautiful painting of a daisy that I’ve ever seen. But you, handsome, are more beautiful when you explain something you’ve created or are passionate about.” He blushes, “Well, I guess when you put it that way…” You shake your head, cup his face in your hands, and bring him in for a kiss. He kisses back just as feverishly. You pull away and squish his cheeks, “Yeah, you’re the finest artwork out there.” He pouts, and you giggle, “It’s even cuter when your cheeks are squished.” He gently pulls your hand away and captures you into another kiss. He pulls back to whisper, “I can’t get enough of you.” You blush, “Did anyone ever tell you that you look hot with silver hair?” He hums, “Just you so far.” You smirk as you kiss him again and pull him into your arms. 

He pulls back, “Let me put this away before we continue.” You sigh, “You’re a great killer of the mood.” He laughs, “Maybe, but I’ll bring it back up.” You raise your eyebrow, “You sure?” He smirks as he finishes putting his painting back into its spot, “Oh, I’m positive, baby.” He whisks you into his arms and kisses you deeply again. “That work?” You smirk, “I don’t know yet. I’m not entirely convinced~” He grins, “Well, I guess I’ll just have to spend all night convincing you~”

—---

While you had already heard the song a handful of times and saw how they prepared for and filmed the music video, to see the final cut and how it was compiled and edited would be different and magical. You stayed up the whole night, anticipating its release. Hyunggu stayed over at your place because it was closer to their first showcase. You had left the bed to watch it cause you didn’t want him to hear your reactions and wake up. As it drew to the last seconds and you refreshed the page, you grinned, it popped up, and clicked it. 

You smiled, seeing Kino first, and as the song faded in. You gasped. The music video made the song feel fuller, as though it were finally complete. It felt more like a tragic movie than a simple music video, and you were captivated entirely. Watching him fall back into the water as if he were drowning without his person broke your heart. And then the ending paragraph came, and you quickly scanned through it. But the line that stuck out most to you was, “Sorrow lasts a second, but what we share in our universe is eternal.” It resonated with you. It felt like your relationship with Hyunggu, how sorrow lasts a moment. While you may have lost that race a while ago, he stayed by your side. He shares all his highs and lows with you as you do with him. Because what the two of you share is forever.

You couldn’t help but hum the melody as you retired to bed. When you return, you see Hyunggu waiting for you to return. He patted your side of the bed as he told you, “I felt you leave and waited for you to come back.” You shook your head at him, “Come here, you amazing musical man.” He grinned as he scooted into your arms, “Did you like the music video?” You wrap your arms around him, “I think like is an understatement!” He laughs, “I’m glad. What was your favorite part?” You smile, “Other than your parts? Probably the ending. Especially the ending words, ‘Sorrow lasts a second, but what we share in our universe is eternal.’ Those stuck with me.” He nods, and you tell him, “Let’s get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow.” He agrees, and you shut off the lamp and settle in for the night. 

Hyunggu leaves for his rehearsals at the first stage, and you see your albums delivered. You happily opened the box and unboxed them, and to your luck, you pulled a ‘Kino’ bookmark and message card in one album. And a ‘Kino’ CD cover & photocard in the unseen version. Did you still find the Hongseok photocard and the Shinwon sticker cute? Yes, but would you be telling Hyunggu that? Not if you wanted to deal with a pouty baby. You sleeve the two cards, put the one in your binder, and replace your Universe: The Black Hall card with your newest We:th Kino card in the back of your phone. You smile and place the ‘old’ one into your Kino binder. You keep your unseen album out and head over to the showcase building. 

As you walk to the building, you spot a person selling bouquets. You grin as you pick out a beautiful one, “These have kind meanings?” The florist nods, “Yes! The pink gardenias and zinnias mixed with the red roses mean an everlasting romantic love.” You thank them as you pay for them and continue on your way. You show your badge to the security presiding outside, and the one leads you in and into the dressing room. You thank him and greet the rest of the staff on the inside. “It’s already started.” The hairstylist tells you, and you pout, “I didn’t mean to be late…” She pats your head, “It’s okay. I heard they were shipping out albums today, and seeing as you have yours, I see why you were late!” You laugh, “Yeah, I had to open them before coming!” She nods, “Did you pull a lot of Kino?” You smile, “Quite a bit! I’m just missing a sticker of his! I’ll probably have to collect a few of his preorder cards if they’re cute!” She shakes her head, “You have the real deal, though…” The makeup artist shakes his head, “If my husband were in an idol group, I’d be collecting everything of his and more!” You laugh, “He gets it perfectly!” Your conversation dies down as they start performing again. And you’re entranced as you squeeze the flowers close to you. 

When they finish the showcase and say their goodbyes, they come back to the dressing room. You greet them, and they smile, giving you small greetings, and when Hyunggu enters, you get up and present him flowers. “For you, my love.” He grins, “Thank you.” You smile and tell him, “You did well today. I’m so proud of you!” He grins and brings you in for a hug. From behind, you hear a cry of, “Where’s our hugs?!” You both laugh and part and hug them and congratulate each other for their performance. You sit back in your seat and wait for them all to collect themselves before asking, “Is there any way I can have you guys sign this lovely album?” They nod, taking turns signing it, and you thank each of them as they do. 

You come back to Hyunggu with your pen, “Mr. Kino, may I have the honors?” He laughs and teases, “But you’ve already had so many others sign your album~ Shouldn’t you only want mine?” You blink at him, “I’d only want yours on a marriage certificate.” And the other boys snicker at him, and you watch his cheeks turn red as he asks, “You want to marry me someday?” You laugh as if the answer is obvious. As he finishes signing, you tell him, “Of course I do.” He blushes, “Me too.” It was your turn to blush, and you kissed the top of his head. As you sit beside him and place the album onto your lap, Wooseok sits beside you, “Where are you going to put our signatures?” You smile, “I have this standee waiting at home on my shelf for it~” He smiles, “Oh, that’s sweet.” You nod and continue talking to Wooseok. And feel Hyunggu’s hand rub against your own, and you link your hand to his. 

When a break in the conversation happens, you sneak a smile at him. Yuto joins the conversation, and they talk about their upcoming promotions, and you listen intently and ask, “Are you guys up for an award?” They agree, “Every time we have a comeback, yeah.” You smile, “The Show, right?” They nod, and Changgu comes over, “We don’t expect anything, but we hope we gave Unis a good song.” You smile, “I think you guys did more than that.” He hums, “I guess only a universe would know~” You laugh and nod. At home, you put your album up on the shelf with pride, head to your phone, log into Star Pass, and vote continuously with the points you’ve garnered.

Time flies, and the day of ‘The Show’s’ showcase came faster than you expected. Maybe it was because of your constant voting and cheering that made time pass quicker. Or it was because you followed the same schedule as them. When they left to go somewhere, so did you, and with what little free time you had, you were voting. While, you would have voted for the beautiful song regardless if you weren’t dating a member. It felt more special because you thought you helped give him the gift he always wanted to achieve. Like how you could have gotten their albums for free, yet you still pre ordered them. You’d do anything to support him. It’s what made your guy’s relationship so special. Your endless support of each other’s dreams was unmatched. And you wouldn’t trade that devotion for the world. 

Jinho came to the pre recording of ‘The Show,’ hearing that they were up for an award. It was fun to watch them all chat and get ready to perform. The nine of them combine after some bickering. They put their hands together and cheer, “Just do it. YO!” And you grin and wish them well. While they head up to the stage, you wait in the back with Jinho. The two of you start hoping and praying that somehow they would win. “Do you think it’s possible?” He nods, “I believe in them. I know we’ve been through a lot. And we've come close before. But I’m sure this time will be different. I feel it in my bones.” You smile, “Yeah, I know I haven’t been here long with you guys or as a Universe. But I did my very best to vote and hopefully ensure one. But I think you’re right.” He smiles and nods, the two of you intently watching the eight of them perform their hearts out on stage. 

They return from the stage, and you two congratulate them on their performance. And Hyunggu rushes over, “Sweaty hug?!” You groan out, ‘No’ as he hugs you tightly. You sigh and hold him anyway, “You did well, baby.” He thanks you, and you ask, “Can I please get some Febreeze or something?” He whines but hands you some, and the staff moves around to fan and get them dry before they’re due on stage again. You hand the spray over to Jinho as he complains, “At least you only got one…” You laugh at him, “Eh, they’re happy, and that’s what matters.” He shakes his head and mumbles, “Kids…” 

They’re called up to the stage about thirty minutes later when they’re all fresh and dry to accept the award. As the last performing member exits and the door closes, you tell them, “I got flowers in my car. I’m going to run to grab them while they make announcements.” They nod, and you speed out and show your tag to each security officer. And rush to your car, pulling out a big bouquet, hoping this one would be a celebration bouquet rather than one to cheer them up. You finally make it back in time to see the announcers getting ready for them to tally up the points. 

You cross your fingers and all the appendages you can twist up in hope. You gasp as the views and preorder score pop up. Weki Meki’s and Weekly’s numbers don’t even come close to adding up to 5000. The pre-voting numbers make you slightly nervous. Weki Meki comes ahead of them by 890. But they’d have to pull off an impressive feat to beat Pentagon in the real-time voting category. You gasp as the last number and the totals come up: they won. Your eyes turn bleary as you cry, “They did it!” The two of you hug as you cheer them on from the inside. You smile as you watch them high-five and hug and listen to their speeches as tears run down your cheeks. You pat Jinho’s back, “I can’t believe they did it…” He nods, “Hyunggu told me to watch while I was away because they’d win, and they did.” You look to see his proud smile before returning your eyes to the TV screen. 

The two of you giggle as they lift Hui into the air, and their little ‘thank you’s cause you to cry more, and you give up and grab the tissue box. You wipe your eyes as you watch them. They did it, they really did it. You watch Shinwon hand Hyunggu the award and whisper, “Oh no, he’s crying…” Jinho takes his turn and pats you on the back as you cry harder. You were so thankful Shinwon and Hui were up there to hold and take care of him. You laugh through your tears as Changgu laughs at him but still helps him walk it out. They gather him and help him to the back. And you do your best to wipe your tears away and dispose of your used tissues. Jinho whispers, “I’m so proud of them.” You grin back at him as you both stand there waiting for them, “Me too.” 

When the door opens, you congratulate them all, and Hyunggu immediately wraps himself in your arms. He finally bursts into tears, and it breaks your heart into pieces. You whisper the phrases “You’ve made it,...” and “I’m so proud of you...” over and over into his ears. The boys come over to check on him every so often. And when Jinho comes over, you release him, and Jinho tells him, “You promised me, and look at you, you did it!” Which makes him start to hiccup as he finally regains his senses. 

You go over and grab the ‘large bouquet,’ which were small bouquets individually wrapped inside a large parcel as you had asked for. You hand them out, congratulating each of them on their success. In the end, you face them all except for the two in the corner and tell them, “You boys did so well. I’m so proud of you. And I know for a fact Universes have been trying to give you a win, and I’m so glad they accomplished that feat for you guys.” They thank you, and you shake your head as you tell them, “No, thank you for giving us such an amazing album.” They laugh, and you head over and hand Hyunggu and Jinho their flowers last. As you move your hand away from Hyunggu’s he grabs your pinky in his and holds it the whole time as you tell them you're proud of them. 

You leave to the couch so they can take photos, and once they change, they shout a vlive immediately, thanking all of Unis, and you couldn’t be happier as you watched both on screen and in person. The staff and you take the nine of them out on the company card and treat them to whatever they want. Hui clinks his glass and gives a huge cheer to his members, and you all clink your glasses and drink. You bring Hyunggu into you as he becomes soft and mushy about it again. And you can’t help but grin and kiss his forehead, “You’ve done wonderful, lovely. Eat the rest of your meal, okay?” He nods and does as you ask. You all have dessert and do one last hip-hip-hooray for the nine of them. 

Your training started after their promotions ended. You were on that track: rain, snow, or shine. Well, you were inside karting when it snowed or rained. But regardless, you trained as often as you could. It would get pretty tiring if you weren’t in love with the sport. That every day you woke up excited to race. But today would be different. You were acting like you were heading out to race as Hyunggu showed up. “Hey, baby, are you going out today?” You tell him you are as you tie your last shoe, “Wait for me!” You grin as you watch your boyfriend scuttle around and gather his things to head out with you. You were planning a little karting date for the past week, making sure no other drivers would be there and it would be clear outside on your date. 

You hold out your car keys to him, “Wanna drive?” He raises an eyebrow at you as you do and grins, “I wanna be the passenger this time.” He laughs and takes the car keys, “It’s not often you get to chauffeur a world-class driver.” You giggle and kiss his nose before heading to the car and opening the door, “My prince?” He grins and pops open your door as you get to the passenger's side, “Your ride awaits, your highness.” You laugh and get in, and he reaches over and clicks your seatbelt on around you. You grin as you thank him, and he pulls on his belt and takes you to the practice track. 

You both get out, and you hold back your grin as you ask, “Do you want to try karting with me?” He furrowed his eyebrows, “I can?” You laugh, “Yeah, the smaller building houses karting while the larger is for Formula cars.” He asks, “Really? You’d want to do that with me?” You laugh, “Why wouldn’t I?” He shrugs, “I thought it was only big leagues allowed here.” You shake your head, “Well, when others are here, yeah.” He raises his eyebrow, “Are we gonna get caught?” You shake your head, “They already know.” He gasps, “You planned this?” You nod, “Yeah… For about a month now.” He smiles, and you continue, “Also, it’s not illegal. Just would be a little dangerous since you’re new, and the people here would run circles around you.” He pouts at that, and you shake your head, “I just mean they’re trained professionals.” He agrees, and you capture his hand in yours, “And lastly, I think it’d be fun to show you the ropes and everything I do. Like how you’ve shown me.” He smiles, bringing your hands up, and places a kiss on top of yours, “I’d love that.”

You get him outfitted into a helmet and mic, “This part kind of reminds me of my career.” You nod, “Well, if we wish to talk on the track, it’s a lot easier this way. And I’m not allowing you to race without safety.” He raises an eyebrow, “Have you raced without safety?” You shrug, “By myself, yes, once or twice when I’ve forgotten. With others, no, I don’t want a head injury.” His eyes go wide at that, “You mean?” You nod, “Yeah, it’s possible karting, but we won’t be doing anything risky, so no need for concerns.” He lets out a sigh of relief, “Good.” You ruffle his hair before he puts on his helmet. You ask, “Alright, lift your visor for me.” You grin, “I just wanted to see your pretty eyes.” He smiles and lifts yours, “Yours are pretty, too.” You blush and shake your head, “Okay, I’ll explain the rules and how to drive it. But follow me the first time around the track, and I promise you’ll get the hang of it from there.” 

You explain it all to him before shutting your visors and showing him around the track, and he eventually gets the hang of the gas and brake. “You got it?” He holds his hand out and shakes it as if to say, ‘So-so’. You nod, “Wanna drive beside me?” He nods, “I’d like that.” You take him around the track with you. You whisper, “It’s kind of fun to be beside you like this.” And you hear him hum before he says, “I see why you love it. When I’m beside you, it’s a lot more fun.” You smile, “Karting with you is fun.” You go through the track together, and he has a better time handling it. You ask him if he wishes to race against you this time, and he agrees. 

You two race around for a few rounds, with you coming in first with ease. This track has become etched in the back of your mind with how many times you’ve raced it. You speed around and giggle as you hear his laughter as he’s managed to get in front of you. You smile to yourself. Doing this for fun always reminds you of your zest for it. You cackled as you bumped into him again, “Hey! No excessive bumping! This isn’t bumper cars!!” You make an ‘L’ with your fingers at him and jeer, “Loooooseerrr!” And zoom past him and cross the finish line again. You wait for him to return and see the pouty baby, and you giggle and pull him into a small hug, “Aw, come here, you’re my favorite loser.” He whines at that as you pull away, “You have years on me in this!” You giggle and make a cute gesture, “I know, just like how you have years on me as a singer.” Seeing his window of opportunity, he hits the gas, “Catch me if you can~” You shake your head and let him have his five-second head start. You decide on taking it slow behind him, maybe a turn away from where he is. And he gets this determined look on his face as you grow nearer. 

You grin, realizing he’s feeling the need for speed, and start to tail him, making him go around faster. He starts snaking so you can’t go around him, and you laugh. “You know that’s an illegal move~” “You didn’t say so until after we started, so it’s not a rule~” You shrug, “Fair enough.” You rev your kart behind him every time he slows down, which has him snake around faster. You slow down around a turn to see how quickly he’d make it to the finish line. And you grin as you see him speed to the checkered line. You speed up behind him, “You beat me!” You cheer, and he chuckles, “I did!” You ask, “You know what winners get?” “A kiss?” You nod, pull up next to him, and lift your helmet off to see he’s patiently waiting. You shake your head at him before pulling him in for a kiss. “One more round?” He nods, and you smile, “Let’s race together?” He nods, and you pull on your helmet again, and you make little vrooming noises in the mic, which causes him to laugh as the two of you take off again.

After finishing your last race together, you put your carts, helmets, and padding in their rightful spots. You head over to the lights and turn them off one by one. You whine, “I hate this part.” He laughs, “I can see why. It gives backroom vibes.” You groan, “Yeah, exactly.” You both rush to the big door, “Alright, time to lock up.” You turn off the last light and get out into the night air. You lock the door, and he wraps his arm around you, “This was a pleasant surprise.” 

You smile and wrap your arm around his waist, “I was hoping you’d like it.” He nods, “It’s just as fun as watching you race.” “You think so?” “Seeing you have fun and live your dream is thrilling to me. But karting with you today gave me a taste of the dream you follow. And it’s wonderful.” You smile, and the two of you walk back to your car. And you drive you both back home, “Do your legs feel like jelly?” He laughs, “Very much so. Is this normal?” You grin, “Yeah, but you get used to it, especially because it doesn’t compare to the speeds of the cars I usually drive.” He nods, “Makes sense.” 

—--

You continue your practice racing, but every once in a while, when all the drivers have left. And Hyunggu was the only one in the stands. After practicing, you’d head and do a few rounds of karting together. The joy of seeing him get his first ‘real’ win felt unbelievable, and you couldn’t believe he had beaten you. You could have chalked it up as being distracted because of his charms. But really, he had just learned your tricks from watching you every day. “I’m proud of you, baby!” He boasted about it on his social media, and you took photos of him being so triumphant. You couldn’t help but feel proud as you had taught him everything. 

He asked while you were going home that day, “You know how you let me kart with you? Maybe someday I can get your vocals on an album?” You blushed, “You’d like my vocals on an album? But you’ve heard my voice…” He shakes his head, “I love your voice. I like hearing it when you sing softly along to our songs or the radio. It’s pleasant. Of course, you never have to if you don’t want to. But if you’d like and the opportunity comes, I’d love to have your voice on one of my tracks.” You nod and tell him, “Maybe someday… I’m glad we can share our careers with each other.” He smiles and places his hand over yours, “Me too.”

—---

It felt unbelievable to believe you were back here on this track again. Hyunggu holds your hand the whole way up to the garage. You had practiced the entire night, only going home when Hyunggu phoned you through the mic to go home. You were so nervous that you barely slept. You didn’t want a repeat of last year and worried throughout the night, even with him beside you. He pats the top of your hand, “You got this baby. I know you do, you’ve trained harder, and you know this track this time.” You gulp, “Are you sure?” He stops you halfway to your team and puts his hands on your shoulders, “I’ve never been more sure of something or someone than I am of you right now.” You lock eyes with him, “You mean it?” He nods, “With every fiber of my being.” You wrap your arms around him, “Thank you. I’m gonna win today.” He chuckles, “I know you will, baby.” 

He was right. You knew the track, and you were more prepared. You spent your first practice run jogging your memory of each curve. And you felt more confident with each one you took. When your second practice run began, you did as if you were qualifying. As you return to the finish line, you see your clock, the time reads back ‘1:47.03’, and you hear your race engineer go, “You can shave that down. I know you can.” And you agree as you pull back into the pit. “You ready to show them who you are out there?” You nod at your race engineer, and he smiles, “I believe in you.” You smile, and Hyunggu comes over with a big grin, “You did so well, baby!!” You tease, “Maybe it’s because I had to finally challenge myself in karting~.” He laughs, “I don’t think so. But I love the thought, baby. Now, go out there and knock ‘em dead. Or drive faster than them, whatever works.” You laugh at that and blow him a kiss before he heads off. 

Unlike the last race, you were in spot twenty-five to start, an incredible placement as opposed to last time. When they call for the twenties to thirties to race, you strap in and wait for the signal. You exit the pit and stop at the line momentarily before barreling down the track. You took the turns more sharply but just as safely as your coach called out the shots. You listened to them as if they were second nature, “Coming up on your left!” You nod and see the car catching up to you, and you shake your head, “Do I have leverage up on the right?” “Yeah! Gun it!” You gas and spin the wheel quickly to make a faster turn, leaving the competitor in the dust. You let out a huff and make it back to the line. The numbers read back to you, “1:38.34”. You scoff, catch your breath, and see your competitor come up beside you and quickly start their second race. You hold back for another moment, wanting a clear track for at least two curves. 

“Ready, (Y/n)?” “As I’ll ever be.” And with that, you punch it, going faster than you last had, wanting desperately to make it and stay on the board. Unlike last year, there would only be twenty spots, and you were determined to be one of the twenty. You gulp as you reach the finish line and speed up even faster. “Come on, come on, come on!” You cry as you cross the finish line, and the numbers flash, “1:30.985.” You gasp. You shaved seventeen whole seconds off of your original time, and you can’t help but cheer as you pit. “I think I may have it this time!” The crew all cheers as you get out and wait. Hyunggu wraps you up in a hug and excitedly says, “Let’s watch!” You nod and watch the screens as everyone whizzes by. You hear, “Was it easier this time?” One of the members who changes tires asks. And you nod, “Yeah, knowing the track helped.” They pat your back, “I believe we’ll make it this time.” You smile and start silently praying that you will. 

You get booted from the top ten and let it roll off your shoulders. One day, you’d make it into the top ten with ease. When the last racer finishes their laps, you gasp, “I’m still in…” It stuns you as you look at the screen in shock and hear everyone erupt into cheers, “You’re in spot sixteen!” They pick you up and lift you into the air, “We’re going to the Grand Prix!!” You can’t believe your ears, your biggest dream since you were little, and you were about to live it. You didn’t even realize you were crying until you were put back onto the cement again. You hear cheers of ‘We’re so proud of you!’ ‘We made it!’ and ‘That’s our racer!’ but all you see is Hyunggu. He picks you up and spins, “You’re going to be a Grand Prix racer! I’m so proud of you! I knew you could do it!” You wipe the tears from your eyes as you thank him. 

You head and thank the other racers who didn’t make it to the Grand Prix for racing with you today. And some of them congratulate you because they met you last year. You head out to the racer’s circle, “You twenty are going to be racing the next twelve races together.” You gulp, and the track owner asks, “Is anyone new to the Grand Prix?” Although he wasn't trying to single anyone out. Alas, he does. And you wave your hand, “Our only newcomer this year! Well, you already know what it takes to get here. But please get to know your fellow racers and good luck!” You smile and get accustomed to the other nineteen. And they welcome you in, and the one goes, “I can’t guarantee we’ll be friendly out there to you. We’re all trying to win, after all. But we do fight fair.” “Welcome to the big leagues, kid!” You laugh, “Thanks, but isn’t that what they say in baseball?” He nods, “Yeah, but we say it here too.” You smile, get to know the racers, pose for the camera, and introduce your car. 

And go about the mini-press meetings. One of the racers, Carlos, says, “This will get easier by the second race.” You sigh, “I hope so, 'cause I have a lot of nerves right now.” He pats your back, “I promise, their questions will pertain more to your car and racing capabilities the longer the races go on.” You nod, “That’ll be easier.” He nods, heads to his car, and chats more to the presses. You find your way back, “I don’t know how you deal with that constantly.” Hyunggu looks over to the crowd of mics and cameras, “We’re trained on how to talk to them early on. So, it’s not as hard.” You laugh, “I wish. I just did my best out there.” He smiles, “That’s all anyone can ask.” He kisses your forehead, “So, do you want to go out and celebrate?” You grin, “I’d love to.” 

The crew was already out celebrating, seeing as they had more to prepare for the upcoming twelve races than you did. “When will you be back?” You look at the chart they sent you, “After March fifteenth... And to officially stay at home? Not until November.” He nods, “We’ll be away from each other for a long time…” You sigh, “But I’ll always be a phone call away, I promise.” He nods, “I’m going to miss your first race, aren’t I?…” You nod solemnly, “I know it’s okay… I think I’ll miss your performances, new album…” He sighs, “Yeah, that’s going to be hard.” You grasp his hands in yours, “It’s going to be okay. You can watch me on your TV race, and I can watch you on mine in the hotel perform your heart out.” He gives you a small smile, “I’ll try to make it to one of your races.” You squeeze his hands, “I’ll try to make it to one of your performances.” 

As you pack your last things to head out onto the plane, Hyunggu comes over, “I’m going to miss you.” You sigh, “I’m going to miss you too.” He nods and helps you sort the last few of your things. You zip up your suitcase as you sit in front of him. He grabs your hands, “What’s wrong?” You sigh, “We won’t be able to be there for each other this time around.” He nods, “I’ve been thinking about that too…” You nod, “I know we have our staff and friends, but I don’t know… It’s just not going to be the same.” He nods, “You’re a constant presence in my life. It’ll be weird to be apart.” You interlock your hands, “I know we’ll be fine on our own. And that being apart is good for a healthy relationship to flourish. But I really wish to be by your side.” He squeezes your hands in his, “I wish we could stay like this for longer.” You sigh and look at his candy-floss pink hair, “I can’t believe you’re pink, and I’ll get to miss a majority of it…” He laughs, “I’ll be missing you in that uniform.” “Kang…” He smirks, “How long before you need to be at the airport?” You look at the clock before smirking, “A few hours.” And he captures your lips in his, “Let’s make the most of it, shall we?” 

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You arrived in Melbourne and settled in for the next two days, seeing sights and getting used to the climate. As you were on your way to Australia, Pentagon dropped their new album, and you listened to it. You loved the whole album and told Hyunggu happily about each track when you landed. When the race drew closer, they allowed all the racers to start practicing on the track. The songs were so catchy that even with the roar of your engine, you could hear them as you whipped around curves and learned the road. It was good enough fuel to keep you racing. 

Off the track, you spend the majority of your time watching their music videos, behind-the-scenes, and stages. Hyunggu texts you when he finishes his last interview of the day, and you call him up, “I miss you so much.” And he sighs out the same, “I feel like a piece of me is missing without you here.” You agree, and he asks you about your day, and you tell him about how the track feels and how fast your times were. He was proud of you for having good times, and you asked him to tell you about his day. And his day started at three in the morning and didn’t finish until six in the afternoon. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” He hums, “No, I’d rather talk to you.” You sigh, “I’d rather talk to you too… But baby, your sleep means more to me than that. So, go to bed, it’s okay. I’ll be here for you to talk to tomorrow.” You can almost hear the pout in his voice as he says, “Okay…” You smile, and you tell each other your goodbyes. 

You slept restlessly, tossing and turning, knowing that tomorrow was the big day. And not having Hyunggu to calm you down drove you insane. Even the teddy bear he gave you wasn’t enough. You were so thankful for the morning to come as you got ready. Hyunggu called you up, “Today’s the big day!” You gulped, “Yeah…” He reapproaches that subject, “You nervous for today?” You softly agree, and he says, “I know you have numerous reasons to be nervous, but I’ll cheer you on no matter what happens. I know you’re an amazing racer. You just need to show them.” You smile, “You think so?” He chuckles, “Think? I know you are, dear. Do you want me to talk to you all the way there?” “Yeah, if you could… It would take my mind off of it. Tell me about everything.” He fills you in on everything from the stage lights to the eating habits of Hui’s dog, Happy. It keeps you calm as you're driven to the event. 

“And then, because Wooseok was messing with Changgu, Yanan moved his chair slightly to the left!” “What?” “Yeah! And when he went to sit on the chair and slipped right out of it 'cause it wasn’t where it was!” You laugh, “You boys certainly get up to madness.” He laughs, “Oh, I have more stories if you have time!” You smile, “I have time for one more.” You leave the car and head to the garage where the rest of your crew is, politely greeting them while listening to Hyunggu tell you about everything happening in Dorm A. He finishes as you sit down, “I’m at the garage… I’ve loved listening to you…” “But you have to go?” You hum, and he says, “I love you, baby. Go get ‘em!” You smile, “I love you too, and I’ll do my best.” “That’s all I ask.” You say your last goodbyes and hang up. 

You get suited up and get good coaching from your crew members. “You’ll do just fine. Just listen to the car and your engineer, okay?” You agree, and they pat you on the back before helping you into the car. They have you do two practice rounds before they start qualifying. You make it through the first round and make spot eighteen. It made your nerves itch. It was close to the end. But your team still cheered you as you returned, “It’ll be okay. It’s your first race in the Grand Prix. Hell, it’s our first race, too. So just do your best.” You agree, wait for them to call the racers, and do your best to calm your nerves. You calm down after qualifying and get into spot eighteen. When the race portion starts, the first thirty minutes fly by. You did everything to stay in your original position, but once you lost that position, you quickly lost the nineteenth.

They ate you alive out there… They were kind people off the track, but they weren’t kidding when they said they weren’t going easy on you just because you were new. You did everything right. Your car was in mint condition, and you sped around the curves, even with those two practice rounds. But it wasn’t enough. You came up short. For the longest time, you couldn't even see number nineteen, let alone its bumper. But at the end of the last five laps, you could see their bumper. You couldn't get around them even if you wanted to, and your engineer calmed you down from above, “You’re doing as good as you can. This is all new to you. It’s okay to come in last. Someone always has to. This time it’s you. Maybe next time it won’t be.” You agreed, and in the end, you ended up beside the car in front of you. At least you accomplished that small feat. You could only hope to grow better. 

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You call Shinwon up, knowing he’d be able to keep the secret of you being able to make it to one of their performances. “We’ll be performing on M Countdown on the first. You’d have to be in the back by 3 a.m. That’s when we’re going to be arriving.” You agree wholeheartedly, and he goes, “We watched you race, by the way.” “We?” He chuckles, “All of us did. We were cheering you on the whole time.” You don’t let any tears spill as you thank him, “You did well for your first race in the Grand Prix.” You sigh, “Last place?” He says, “Yeah, it means you got nowhere to go but up from here.” Your tears leave your eyes as you whisper, “I guess you’re right…” 

“You want me to transfer you to Hyunggu?” You mumble a ‘yes’, and he shuffles on the other end as you do your best not to cry, “Console your lover, man.” You let out a light laugh as Hyunggu’s voice rings through, “You okay?” You shake your head and remember he can’t see it as you whisper, ‘No’. “Oh, baby, why are you crying?” You whisper, “Shinwon has some kind words…” He laughs, “Yeah, he can probably make a building cry with his kindness.” You sigh out a laugh and say, “Yeah…” “What did he say?” “That I got nowhere to go but up.” He smiles, “Well, he’s right. We watched you race, and you were driving well, but the other racers had you because you were new to their racing styles. All you have to do is adjust, and I promise you, you’ll have it.” 

He was right, and at your next race in Sakhir, Bahrain, you proved you were a racer worthy of being up in the ranks of Formula One. You made it to seventeenth place. It took everything out of you. But you were so proud of yourself, and as you sat in a diner with the rest of the crew, Hyunggu congratulated you. And you heard the rest of the group in the background cheering for you, and it warmed your heart. Your handling was well. And you were getting used to the races, the racers, and everything. It’s exactly how you hoped. Maybe you weren’t winning, but you were driving in the Grand Prix, and that’s what you wanted. 

The next morning, as you were finishing packing to head home for at least a few days, your manager reminded you, “Remember, by the tenth, you have to be ready to fly out to Shanghai.” You nod and thank them, “I’ll see you then.” They laugh, “You’ll see me on the eleventh. I’ll be in Shenzhen until then.” You smile, “That sounds wonderful, enjoy your time!” “You too!” You head to the airport, excited to go home. You sleep the whole way there on the plane and take a cab home, not wanting Hyunggu to know you were back yet. You pick up your packages from the mailbox and cheer, “My albums!” And quickly rush up the stairs before unpacking some souvenirs and other little items you got along the way. 

You spend the next day resting and getting used to your apartment again. But when it strikes 2 a.m., you text Shinwon asking if he can ask their manager to sneak you in. And he texts back, “He said yeah.” And a half hour later, you were in the car, “So how’s your racing life?” You smile, “It’s getting better.” “I watched your recent race on and off again. You did well.” “Thank you.” “Where’s your closest race?” “Suzuka, Japan, on the seventeenth of September.” “Oh, that’s a long time from now.” You nod solemnly, “But my next race is Shanghai!” “Oh, where Yanan is from!” You smile, “Yeah!” He pulls into the parking space, “You got your badges, right?” You nod, “They’ll let you in with no problem. I already informed them.” “Thank you for everything.” He smiles, and you get out and wave goodbye. 

You walk in, scan your security tag, and talk to a few people as they lead you to Pentagon’s dressing room. You thank them and see a few of the stylists, “I didn’t expect to see you so soon!” You laugh, “Surprise!” She laughs, “Here to surprise Kino and them?” You nod, “Well, all except Shinwon, he helped me organize this.” She smiles, “It’ll be a lovely surprise then.” You smile and order breakfast for everyone while you wait. It arrived fast, considering it was from the inner cafe, which was currently bustling with orders. 

You wait for the door to open and wave to the incoming boys. When Hyungggu comes in, you open your arms wide for him, “(Y/n)?! What are you doing here?” Hyunggu rushes into your open arms. You giggle as you wrap your arms around him. “I wanted to surprise you.” He nuzzles his face into your collarbone, “Best surprise ever.” You smile as you reach up and run your hands through his pink hair. “I’m glad you like it.” You eventually pull away and thank Shinwon, who shrugs and says, “It’s the least I could do.” You smile and greet the rest of them. Ensuring they all have something on their stomach before getting their makeup applied. 

“You know the best thing about having at least seven other members…” “Hmm?” He smiles, “I get more time to spend with you while I wait for an empty spot.” You laugh, “It is nice.” He leans his cheek against your arm, and you pull out your phone to watch videos together while you wait. He kisses you as he’s called to put his makeup on, and you put your phone down to watch them pretty him up. You make faces at him as they put lipstick on him, and he scrunches his nose up, trying his best not to laugh. And you grin as you make one last face, and he lets out a slight giggle as they move the brush away from him.

Yanan comes over with a smile, “I heard your next race is supposed to be in Shanghai…” You smile, “Yeah, I’m very excited about it. Do you have any suggestions of where I should visit there?” He lights up as he tells you about his hometown. You hang onto his every word and make mental notes on places to visit. As they’re called up to the stage, you tell him, “Feel free to text me more if we don’t get time to talk after this!” And he grins, “I will!” While they’re still in your head, you write some of the things he talked about. While you wished you could spend it with them, you knew the reality. And while you and Hyunggu had made it public to the media that you were together not too long ago. It still wouldn’t make the timing any better. 

You cheered them on as you watched them perform, your heart enamored by the song, seeing it more in person than before. As you wait for them to return, you ask if they have anything after this. The staff shakes their heads, “Probably resting. They have to do this tomorrow, too.” You nod, and in come the boys. You grin as you tell them they all did a fantastic job as they wait around for the call-back to do the actual recording. 

You hand Hyunggu tissues as he talks to you about your career. You shrug and tell him since you’re still starting out in the big leagues, it’s a lot to wrap your head around. And he pats your knee, “But you’ve gotten better. You just placed 17th not too long ago. That’s better than before!” You smile, “Yeah, I hope by the last race of the season, I'll be able to pull off a win.” He nods, “I know you’ll work hard until you do.” You smile, and he kisses your cheek and giggles. “You got a glossy mark on you now.” You flip your phone camera to see that he’s right. “You have to reapply your lipstick and gloss now…” He laughs, “Already had to.” You shake your head and wear it happily as he bounds into the chair. 

When he finishes the live recording and changes into his regular clothes, you ask if he can go home with you. And the others agree you have the managers escort you back, dropping you two off first before they head to drop the rest of them off. Changgu asks as you get out, “When will we see you next?” You sadly smile, “As soon as I can make time, but the next few races are a little close for a break…” He nods, “We’ll take care of Hyunggu until you return.” You put your pinky out to him and ask, “Promise?” He smiles and wraps his pinky around yours as he promises to take care of Hyunggu. “You’ll take care of yourself out on that track too.” You nod as you promise to do that, too. And with that, the door closes, and the two of you head up to your apartment. 

You ask on your way up, “Do you want to open albums with me?” He asks, “Which artist’s album did you buy?” “Yours.” He blushes, “Why?” You roll your eyes and sarcastically say, “Well, I want to be able to giggle over Yuto’s handsome pictures to someone…” Which immediately causes him to pout, and you push his arm, “I can’t wait to see how handsome you look, and I can’t wait to kiss you every time I find you handsome.” He grins and squeezes your hand as you open your apartment door, “I like that idea.” And you do just that, hiding the inclusions from yourself as you look through the photobook. You kiss his cheek every time you find him good-looking, “I never understood the appeal of someone blowing bubblegum bubbles until today!” He hides his face in your shoulder, “Baby…” You shrug, “It’s the truth! Remind me to get some bubblegum for you.” He groans, and you smirk, “Huh? Are we getting shy now?” He whines even more, and you pull him to face you, “You’re so beautiful, my love.”

When you pull away, he goes, “Thanks for the reminder…” You smile, and he wraps his arm around your waist as you pull out the photocards. Not one Kino. Which causes you to pout, “I thought you were supposed to make all my album pulls…” And he goes, “Maybe you pulled me as the poster?” And you nod as you pull away the cover to reveal Hui. “My favorite version, and I can’t pull my man… What luck…” He runs his fingers through your hair, “But you have the real deal.” You glance at him and mumble, “I guess,” which causes him to pout right back at you. You put the album aside before opening the sporty version and have better luck. 

And you do! You pull his poster, and that’s it… You pout over at him again, and he kisses your pout away. Although you happily keep the ones you’ve pulled, at least until you can trade for Kino’s. With the mild version, you open it up full of hope. You groan, “You look good in suspenders…” He laughs, “I guess?” You nod, “You do.” He smiles, and you look to see your CD case, says Wooseok. And that your cover is Yeo One, but then you squeal as you check the photocards to see you pulled not one but two Kino’s! “I was hoping I’d pull one of your cards!” He grins, and you kiss him, “Now I got something new to put in my phone case!” He smiles as you switch out your we:th card for your favorite mild card. You give him one last kiss, “Thanks for packing this one at least!” He shrugs, “I didn’t, but I was hopeful you’d pull a card of me.” You smile, and he asks for you to take a photo with him as you start putting your albums back together. 

“Why?” He smiles, “I want a new lock screen.” You laugh and pose with him cutely, and he kisses your cheek as you smile, and he goes, “Perfect.” He quickly sets it as his new photo, and you get up and put your albums and photocards away. “What do you say to some takeout?” You grin, “Good enough for me!”

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After a few days of relaxing, you were on the next flight out, but Hyunggu saw you off before you went. The media after you both like flies, but you didn’t bat an eye as you gave him a tight hug before checking into your flight. You saw as many sites as Yanan had listed and told him what you thought of each place. And he grinned as you sent him pictures, “It’s practically like being home.” You smiled and sent him some more before you were behind the wheel. You called Hyunggu on the way and talked to him about China and how lovely it was before strapping in and getting ready for the race. “You’ll only get better with time, I promise, my love.” You thank him for his advice as you hang up and hand your phone over. It was different not to have him walk you up and console you in person. But you supposed it would have to do. You put on your helmet and flicked it on before beginning the race and placing 18th, one placement lower than last. You sighed heavily as you got back to the pits, ashamed. They cheered you up, “You’re going to have good days and bad. Let’s pray that the next ones will be better.” And so you do. Even if it seemed silly, it still gave you some hope. 

It took several races to break the mold of being in the teens. At your race in Spielberg, Austria, you cried as you crossed the finish line. Your whole crew started cheering for you over the mic, happily congratulating you as you did. You made 10th place for the first time, and you all celebrated with a good drink. And from there, you only did better, gaining 8th at the next. And while a minor accident had led to you being in 4th at the next race, you still couldn’t believe your eyes. You did worse in Italy with 6th place, but considering it was in the tens, you couldn’t be more proud. You called Hyunggu after every race, and he celebrated every single one of your victories, and you encouraged him to continue working hard. While you couldn’t be together physically, knowing you always had each other’s support made the difference.

The next race is like a whirlwind, in the closest race you’ve raced the whole season. You placed third in Singapore. You get cheers from all of your crew. You get to be in the winner’s circle for the first time. And you laugh as you watch your fellow racer get sprayed with champagne, and you hope one day you'll experience that as you head off the pitch. You’re on the line with all of Pentagon as they cheer you on. Yuto goes, “Jinho and Hui wish for you to know they’re very proud of you too!” You grin and thank them as Hyunggu takes over and tells you how much he loves you. And how he thinks you're the 'coolest racer in the world.' And how he can’t wait to see how you’ll place in the next race if this is anything to go by. You grin as you thank him and head home, smiling the whole way to bed. 

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It’s seven a.m. in Suzuka, and the birds are chirping. It looks as beautiful as it sounds out there. You wonder if today will be your lucky day as you wipe your eyes. Maybe a peaceful morning would be the perfect way to spend it. After all, you have three hours before you need to be at the track. That’s until you get the call from your race engineer, “Hey, can you be out here early?” You sigh, the idea of a relaxing morning ripped away from you immediately, “Can I get a shower in before then?” He agrees, “Yeah, of course, but before nine.” You agree, groaning as you get off the call and fight your way out of the comfy bed. After a vicious battle with the blankets, you get prepared for the day. 

You walk into the pit and see your race engineer who stops you, “I’m glad you could make it this early.” You nod, “What’s it all about?” He looks down at his shoes before looking at you, “Maybe you should head into the garage…” His face doesn’t give any clues, so you assume the worst. Your car’s engine has exploded, and they don’t have a spare, which sounds outlandish to your rational mind, but it’s the only idea popping up. So, when you walk through the side entrance to see it’s pitch black, you don't know what to think. You squint as you search for the light switch, “Why the hell did he turn it off…” You flick it on and see your boyfriend and friends all happily sitting there and waiting for you. You break out into sobs, and they immediately wrap you up into a group hug.

Hyunggu asks softly, “Oh, why are you crying?” Just for him to hiccup and cry, too, which causes the softer-hearted members to cry as they hold you closer. Well, the best that they can since it is seven people surrounding one. When they break away, your tears slowly stop. And they ruffle your hair. “I’m so happy to see you all…” They all say their various agreements, and Hyunggu kisses your forehead and wipes your cheeks of any remnants of tears. “How the hell did you guys get a day off…” Hongseok answers for them all, “We’re quite persuasive, and also, Hyunggu wouldn’t stop crying to them about you.” He pouts, “I was not crying.” The others laugh, “Yeah, sure... that’s not what you were doing.” You look into his eyes and ask, “You did this for me?” He nods, “Of course I would.” You push your head into his chest as you shake with more tears. 

When you finally collect yourself, they ask you to teach them about the car. And so you do. You have them get in and try sitting in it. They do their best to get a feel for it, and you laugh as they tell you it’s uncomfortable to sit in, and you shrug, “It’s made for me. It’s not supposed to be comfortable for anyone else.” They nod, and you show them some background things and how it’s supposed to work. Your manager comes in, “Oh when he said there were a lot of people back here, I didn’t think he meant your friends.” You all laugh, and they say, “We got thirty minutes until qualifying.” You pout, “Really?” They nod, “Sorry.” You sigh, “Well, where are you guys sitting?” They tell you about the VIP rooms they secured, and you go, “You could have just asked me?” Hyunggu shakes his head, “Wouldn’t have been quite a surprise then?” You laugh, “I guess not.” The others wish you well, and before Hyunggu leaves, he kisses you before saying, “Do your best out there?” “Always. I love you.” He grins, “I love you more.” He races off to follow the others, and you get suited up for the race with ten minutes to spare. 

As qualifying finishes, you place eleventh, which is a neutral position. Not giving you any indications of how it’ll end, but you don’t mind. You have your tires changed out for mediums as you return, “Yeah, I think for this track, it’d be better to get soft last.” You converse with them and see a colorful crew sitting in the back. You remember who’s there, and without a second thought, you fly out of the car, so excited to see them all again. “It’s wild to see you guys. I just can’t believe my eyes.” They laugh and sweep you up into another hug as you all converse. 

You spend your time with them until you both have to leave. You get into race mode while they get into cheerleader mode. You nearly cry as they give you a “Just do it. Yo!” send-off. You settle back into your car, and if you were Lighting Mcqueen, you’d be giving yourself the ‘I am speed’ chant as you place your helmet on again. Rather, you’re humming the lyrics to ‘Just Do It Yo’ as you strap yourself into the seat. You get taps onto your helmet as well wishes.

Everyone brings themselves onto the track in their positions, and you sigh as you wait for them to signal you to start your engine again. You hear your engineer’s gentle encouragement as you look around at the other cars. You look up as best you can to see the stand your favorite people are in, and while you can’t see them, you can only imagine them fogging up the windows and watching. Maybe even eating the food from the stands below. You start your engine on cue and hear over your mic, “On your mark, get set, go!” 

You waste no time snaking side to side, getting your tires into the feel of the road. It isn’t until you hit that first curve that everyone starts zooming, and you’re right alongside them. In no time, you make tenth, and you can’t help but pat yourself on the back. Each lap draws you closer to the next car you speed around and eventually end up in ninth. You don’t hold back, not that you did before, but now, you have a reason to win. Maybe it was an inner show-off thing. But with your friends and boyfriend watching. You couldn’t help wanting to win even more. “And when you make this turn, you’ll be able to secure spot seven.” You agree as you gas it even further and speed around the curve. If this were an average car, you’d flip over as both accelerations changed, but you don’t let it phase you as you spin around the curve and into seventh place.

You let out a sigh of relief. Still, another thirty laps to go, and you were making good timing. You can’t see the cars in front of you just yet, so you do your best to start catching up to them. You close the gap with twenty-three more laps to go. Behind sixth, with seventh place far behind you now. You listen to your engineer make moves for you and execute them without problems as you slip in between the sixth and the red-and-white striped line. It was a little daring, but if your engineer cleared it. It was fine. After that, you take your pit stop before returning to the track. Thankfully, in front of seventh.

You watch as the fifth is doing everything to keep in that spot as they cut the corners tighter and do their best to stay right in front of you. You glare, not seeing an opening. That opening doesn’t come for another four laps. And when your engineer sees it, he has you seize it. You have no thoughts except winning on your brain as you start gaining on fourth. It takes a whole lap to catch up with them, but when you do, you waste no time as you cross the line again and take the lead in front of them. The first three were close to encountering the twentieth car as you came up behind them. 

You gulp, wanting this to go easier, and eventually, the car in the twentieth position manages to escape their grip. Making one last obstacle you’d have to encounter to become first place. It takes forever to sneak in between the third and second, and even then, she’s right on your tail. You finally lose her on lap forty, but you still have to beat second to be head-to-head with first. This would be your first-place win if only you can manage it. 

Your engineer encourages you with every step before he goes, “Hey, (Y/n), you’re going to want to hear this, don’t worry if needed, I’ll transfer the lines back, but listen to this-” And you hear the line transfer over and hear Hyunggu cheering, “Look at them go! That’s my lover, that’s my everything!!” If your heart was a little bit more fragile, you’d cry. You make moves to pass the car in front of you as he cheers, “Yeah, cut around in front of them! You got this! I believe in you!” You grin and whisper, “I’ll see you at the finish line.” He gasps, “You could hear me?” You laugh and tell him you can, and he says, “I’ll see you when you win, baby.” And with that, it transfers to your race engineer, “One more car, and you’re in the lead!” You smirk, “I know. We’re going to win today.” You hear him chuckle, “Yes we are, now gas it, and give ‘em hell, kid.” And you follow along like it’s second nature, gaining on the Ferrari-Mercedes. 

They take a tight right turn, cutting you off from speeding below him. You scoff as you follow behind them, looking for an opening, willing to take any risk if it means the big reward. And with it drawing down to the last three laps, you had to make your move, and now… You gulp as you hear, “Now!” Without a second thought, you nail it, pushing your car harder than before as you speed around them. It was terrifying. More so than the last because now you’re in the lead. If this were Mario Kart, there would be shells and hellfire raining on you right now. You sigh as your race engineer cheers you on, “Okay, just keep this up for…” As you pass the finish line again, he goes, “Two laps!” You hold back your smile, knowing if you start feeling giddy now, you'll blow the whole race. 

You don’t hesitate gaping yourself from the rest of the racers. You end up behind the twentieth car again. Who’s told over their mic to let you pass, and you do, you feel a little bad about it. But if it meant another car between you and second, then you’d take it. You pass the line again, “Last lap!” you both cheer in unison as you race around the track, eventually seeing nineteenth as you take the final curve to the finish line. And you almost can’t believe your eyes as you see the checkered flag signaling your win. You fly through not believing your eyes. The rest of the cars finish the laps they’re on before you start your lap of victory. You engineer joining the boys in their air-conditioned room. You start hearing all their cheers. You grin as you finish your lap and park your car on the finish line, excitement riddling your bones. Today marks your first big win in Formula One. You get out of your racecar as a crowd of people starts gathering around you. You stand up on top of it, raise your arms above your head, and let out a victory cheer.

You pull off your helmet and place it on the roof, catching a puff of pink in the crowd. You grin as you see Hyunggu pushing through the crowd to get you. He makes the final push as you smile. He puts his arms out to catch you, and you hop right into them. When you’re at ear level, he whispers, “That’s my baby. I’m so proud of you!” You kiss his cheek, “You gave me that extra push to want to win.” He blushes, and the crowd starts absorbing the two of you, bombarding you with questions about the race. You thank them and answer as many as possible before your crew and staff pull you and Hyunggu away. 

They take you alone to the winner’s circle, and you find Hyunggu off to the side. Your crew spills champagne over you, and you laugh as you close your eyes. And do your interviews after wiping your face with a towel. “What’s it like to win?” “Better than I imagined.” “What was the journey like getting to this point?” “Long but worth it.” They keep bombarding you, and you wait for one of them to catch their breath before you sneak out of the light. Wanting nothing more than to be out of your sticky champagne-ridden clothes. 

When you escape the camera’s eye for the second time, you see Hyunggu being interviewed. And you listen in, “Oh, Mr. Kino! We heard you were dating the winner of today’s race, (Y/n).” He goes, “Yes?” And they ask, “What’s it like to date a racecar driver?” You can’t wipe the grin off your face as he goes, “The best feeling in the world.” You come over slowly, “I’d love to talk more about my feelings for (Y/n). But it’s their day, so please shine the light on them.” You grin, and they ask you a few questions before you’re on your way again. “Want a sticky hug?” He shakes his head, “I like these clothes.” You fakely pout, “Aw, okay,” before laughing and grabbing his hand, “I’m so excited to change.” He laughs and agrees.

And you make your way back to the pit and see your crew. They hand you fresh new clothes after you wash your hands off. You head to the bathroom and quickly shower, ridding yourself of all the sparkling wine residue. Once you're all cleaned up, you come out to big cheers, pizza, and a cake. You nearly cry as you watch them light it up all for you, “For (Y/n)’s a jolly good racer, for (Y/n)’s a jolly good racer, for (Y/n)’s a jolly good fellow, which nobody can deny!” You laugh as you blow out the candles and thank them all. Your engineer says, “Sorry, it’s not up to par. We ordered it at the last minute when we realized you may win today.” You shake your head, tears brimming in your eyes, “It’s perfect.” He pats your head, “Good job out there, kid. Now, let’s celebrate and eat good!” You cheer as they have you sit in the middle of the two long tables they put out. 

All of you chat happily, celebrating your win. You cheer with your pop cans, “I owe it to all of you guys. If it wasn’t for you guys, I don’t know if I’d even be out on that track tonight!” They laugh, some disagree, and you take the time to thank every person seated with you. When you sit back down, Hyunggu wraps his arm around your waist as he eats his pizza happily. You finish your pizza before eventually cutting everyone a piece of cake, “A big slice for my engineer, who called all the shots.” “A big slice, for my loving boyfriend.” Your manager jokes, “It’s a big slice for everyone, isn’t it?” You smirk, “Yes, but I get the biggest!” They all laugh, and you finish cutting the cake and sit back down. And when the party ties down, you clean up after everyone, your crew leaving to enjoy the rest of the night. 

With the help of your friends, you’re able to clean up. Lastly, you put your car into neutral and push it back into the garage before parking and leaving. As everyone heads to their cars, you ask, “What hotel are you guys staying at?” “The APA” You grin, “Me too!” Hyunggu hops into your car immediately, “I can’t even begin to explain the joy I felt seeing you this morning.” He smiles, “I’m so glad I could surprise you.” “Best surprise ever.” He squeezes your hand, and you drive back to your hotel. You meet back up with the guys and talk for a while in the lobby before you let out a yawn, which causes a chain reaction. As you guys start heading for your rooms, Yuto asks, “We’re going to make the trip over to Nagano, my hometown, tomorrow if you want to come with us?” You smile, “I’d love to.” Hyunggu makes no effort to follow the boys, “You’re all mine tonight?” He smirks, and as the elevator door closes, he goes, “Yeah, and I have just the idea on how to celebrate your win~”

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Your next races weren’t as successful as the Suzuka race, but you didn’t mind too much. After all, considering all the celebrating. The little trip you got to spend with the seven of them in Nagano while it wasn’t long. It made you feel refreshed, and nothing could change that. Your giddy feeling didn’t fade no matter your placement, even when you placed 11th in Brazil. You were proud you had made it either way. Maybe you weren’t winning a cup for your performance, but it was a wonderful feeling to say you won a race in the Grand Prix. Your last place in Abu Dhabi was 2nd, and you finished on a good note, too. And you couldn’t help but feel more accomplished as you returned home. 

You get off the plane, excited to be back home. You make your way to the exit when you see someone holding a sign with your name. “Welcome home, (Y/n)!” You get up closer and see it’s their manager. He smiles as you reach him, “The boys sent me to get you.” You grin, “Thanks,” He grabs your luggage and says, “Allow me to take that. The car is waiting for us.” You smile and thank him again as you make your way there. He opens the door for you, you get inside, and he quickly shuts it. You decide where to sit and look back to the backseat to see a grinning Hyunggu. You gasp, and he cheers, “Welcome home!” You waste no time getting into the furthest seat back and flinging your arms around him as the trunk pops and his manager puts away your luggage. Hyunggu giggles as the tailgate shuts, and you smile, “I’m so happy to be home.” He squints at you, “But you’re not at your apartment?” You smile and kiss his nose, “I’m in your arms. That’s home enough for me.” He laughs, “You cheese ball.” 

His manager pops into the driver's seat, shuts the door, and you separate enough to put your seatbelt on. Still holding his hand, he goes, “Do you want to celebrate with the guys today or tomorrow?” You think, “Tomorrow, I’m kind of tired.” He nods, “I figured you would be. Tomorrow it is then.” His manager starts driving you back to your apartment, “So, tell me all about your past racing experiences.” You smile and lean your head on his shoulder as you try to recount everything back to him. He listens well, making sure you know with little hums of agreement when necessary. You continue until you’re almost back, “And that’s pretty much everything you’ve missed. What about the guys?” He laughs as he tells you about their laser tag adventures and how you should come along next time. As you hop out of the car, he gets your luggage, and you both thank his manager, who tells you guys to be safe. You both laugh as you remind him you will. 

You walk up to your apartment hand in hand. And Hyunggu finishes his stories before you reach the door. He asks, “You wanted ramen when you came home, right?” You go, “Yeah,” He nods, “Great, 'cause I ordered some.” You smile as you unlock the door and head inside. You put away your stuff, clean your luggage case, and throw your clothes into the dryer. Hyunggu pulls out the takeout and heats it as you clean up. Lastly, you pull out your trophy and smile at it. You didn’t come home a world champion trophy holder, but you came home with a Grand Prix race trophy, and you couldn’t be more proud to display it. You place fake daisies inside and shine the outside up before putting it into a glass cabinet. 

Hyunggu comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, “I’m so proud of you, baby.” You smile and lean into his hug, “Thank you.” You turn your head to kiss him, and he grins as he kisses you back, “We’ve made it.” He smiles, “I think so.” You hold one of his hands in yours and squeeze it, and he does it back, “Yes?” You smile, “I’m so glad I have you.” He kisses your nape and says, “I’m grateful I have you too.” You smile, and the two of you stand in front of your display case. Inside, sitting side by side is his replica of their ‘Show!’ award and your Suzuka triumph. Through the trials and tribulations, you both came out victorious together. And the rewards were just a mere show of that. The love you held for each other through it all was the true testament of it all.

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Summary: After your hookup with Changmin, you thought you’d be in the clear for hookups. Then you run into someone new. Pairing: Hyunguu (Kino) x fem!reader Tropes: spring break au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language Smut Warnings: oral (f receive), praise kink, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dom-sub undertones Word Count: 1,337

Chapter 4: A little pain never killed anyone. ៚ WITT Masterlist ៚ Chapter 6: If there’s a will, there’s a way.

You’ve been texting with Changmin almost non-stop since yesterday. Despite how alluring he is sexually, there’s some electric zing between you. You don’t know what it is, but it’s fun. You’re just wandering around the town observing. Things have changed a lot since you came here as a child, in both good and bad ways. Your friend who owns a cafe mentioned that there’s a bit more foot traffic around. Neither of you can really be sure why that is, though.

That’s when you see him. You don’t know who he is but know you’ve never seen him. He’s eyeing you up, and while you don’t feel nearly as drawn to him as you did Changmin, you do still feel drawn to him. You whip out your phone and navigate your way to Changmin’s text message thread.

You || would you care if I hooked up with someone?

Changminnie || I can’t stop you from doing anything. I don’t own you, princess. || Just know I’ll turn your ass red again cause I don’t like sharing very much.

You || No? || Why not? Sharing can be fun sometimes! :P

Changminnie || Behave yourself and have fun, pretty.

You don’t know why you’re seeking out his permission, but the confirmation that you can approach this stunning man makes your heart swell. Just something about Changmin makes your head spin and your heart beat fast. You saunter your way toward the pretty man. He seems rather pleased that you’re coming to him. A smirk gently rests on his pretty lips as if he knows what’s coming.

“Hi there, I saw you looking at me from over there,” you nod your head toward the direction you came from, “Could I help you with something?” “In fact, you can, if you’d like that.” he confirms with a suggestive lilt to his voice, “I’m a little bored, we’ll say. Wanna do something that’s more entertaining than wandering the town?”

You nod and bite your lip to control a smirk from taking over. You turn on your heel and walk in the direction of your small bungalow. You look over your shoulder and see the man following behind you, almost akin to a puppy following its owner. It’s cute. You stop in your tracks and allow him to catch up to you. When he does, his hand falls to hold onto your hip on the opposite side of him. The touch burns hot on your skin in the best way possible. It’s present enough to make you aware of it but gentle enough that it’s almost comforting in a way.

“How about you tell me your name, pretty boy?” you giggle.

“Hyunggu.” he replies with a gentle smile, “You won’t need to worry about that though, angel. You’ll be brainless beneath me in about five minutes.”

“Bold of you to assume that.” you smirk up at him, “We’ll see how good you can do.”

You seem to have stunned him with your rather presumptuous tone and words. It amuses you more than anything. The rest of the walk to the beachfront house is filled with continuous flirtatious and suggestive comments. It’s a nice change compared to how flustered Changmin made you yesterday. Though, you can’t seem to choose which you prefer between the two. Maybe, you don’t want to admit it.

You get to your bungalow no later and unlock the small house. You allow him to walk ahead of you while you close the door behind you and slip off the light sweater you had been wearing. You tell Hyunggu where the bedroom is, and he’s off to the room without a second thought. The moment you enter the room, you can tell something in the air has changed. You approach the bed where Hyunggu is waiting, scrolling on his phone to seem unbothered; you know it’s a facade, though. You sit on the bed beside him, and he looks at you with gentle eyes.

“Hi, pretty, could you do something for me?” he asks softly.

“Hmm?” you reply, leaning toward him slightly.

“Strip for me and get comfy, beautiful.” he requests, placing his phone on one of the nightstands.

You smile slightly and do as he asks. Your ass still hurts slightly from how much Changmin smacked it yesterday, but it’s a pleasurable kind of pain that you wouldn’t change for the world. You watch as Hyunggu slowly takes off his clothes, too, and rejoins you on the bed. He fits his frame between your legs. You sigh and close your eyes as he starts running kisses down your neck and chest. He continues until his kisses run along your thighs. You look at him when he stops suddenly. His eyes are on the subtle bruises your previous hookup left behind.

“You’ve been busy, I see.” he comments.

“So what if I have?” you ask, a bite to your tone.

“Nothing, beautiful. Nothing at all.” he reassures you.

He continues placing kisses along your thighs, holding them apart, so he also has a perfect view of your core. His lips travel closer to where you need him most but never arrive. He chuckles when you whine and try to get him where you want.

“Did you want something, angel?” he smirks.

“You’re teasing me, and it’s not nice.” you pout, “Touch me properly, please?”

His kisses finally come in contact with your clit, and your hands fly down to be buried in his hair. He takes his time kissing and licking you, eventually adding his fingers to the mix to heighten your pleasure more. You release little whimpers and moans into the air, letting him know you’re enjoying what he’s giving you.

“Such a pretty pussy.” he sighs, “Bet you’ll take me so well.”

“Please?” you ask again, “Hyunggu, please.”

“You sound so pretty asking me so nicely too. Let me hear it one more time. Then you can have what you want.”

“Please, Hyunggu. Fuck me, please.”

He moves to be fully above you, “You okay if I fuck you raw?” “I’m clean. As long as you’re clean too, I don’t mind one bit.”

Within moments he’s fully sheathed inside you. He groans quietly and whispers sweet, praising comments to you. He has a slow even pace to ensure you’re adjusted to him fully. Your fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders, silently asking him for more.

“Fuck,” he moans, “you’re such a good girl. So fuckin’ pretty, too, bet you’ll look even prettier with my cum dripping out of you.

You whimper at his words, “Hyunggu, I want that so bad. Please fill me up.”

Your eyebrows furrow together in pleasure. He hides his face in the crook of your neck, gently nipping at the skin. One of his hands reaches down to toy with your clit. You let out a proper moan for the first time, and he groans in appreciation. Hyunggu has an unending stream of praise and comments about breeding you falling from his lips. As his pace grows faster, albeit slowly, his words get more sweet and filthy simultaneously. Your hands travel from his shoulders up into his hair, gently holding onto it as a means to control yourself.

“I’m gonna cum, pretty. Will you let me breed you? Fill you up with my cum?”

“Yeah, fill me up. You said it yourself. I’ll look so pretty with your cum dripping out of my pussy.” you moan back.

With a few more punctuated thrusts, he holds his hips flush against yours. His breath is uneven and shallow as he paints your walls white with his cum. He continues to play with your clit, guiding you closer to your own orgasm. When it does hit, you’re hit by a tidal wave of pleasure. You writhe underneath him and feel yourself thrusting yourself onto his cock more. He hisses at the sensitivity but doesn’t stop you, either. Once your high subsides, he pulls out, keeping an eye on your pussy.

“Fuckin’ knew it. Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous with my cum in you.”

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Pairing:  Kino/ Kang Hyunggu x Afab! Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Established Relationship Au

Summary: Hyunggu just wants to be the most loving boyfriend and take all your stress away. You’ll let him take care of you, won’t you?

Warnings: Stress, crying, slight dom/sub dynamics if you squint, oral (reader receiving), praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex (be safe). 

Word Count: 2171

Hyunggu didn’t expect everything to be perfect when he got home everyday, but coming home to see your face tear stricken and distressed shattered his heart in a way he wished he had never had to feel. He’s quick to close the gap between you both, cradling you to his chest and cooing softly as he feels tears of his own start to fall, ever sensitive to those around him.

“Shh love it’s alright, I’m here now. It’ll be okay, I promise you. I’ll do whatever I need to to make it better, just tell me whatever it is you need.” He speaks to you, cupping your cheeks in his hands as he wipes the tears away so delicately as if you were made of glass. Watching as your sniffles calm just slightly.

“It’s stupid though.” You mumble, pouting a little.

“Nothing you ever share with me will be stupid love, please just tell me… unless you’re uncomfortable.” Hyunggu notices how you shake your head in response to being uncomfortable about it and hums before continuing, “Then why don’t you take a moment to breathe and then you can tell me okay?”

You nod as you take a shaky breath before finally telling him, “I’m so tired. My brain has just been working nonstop and I just don’t want to think anymore. Want you to do something to take the stress away, please Hyunggu. I just… don’t want to have to think anymore.”

He kisses your forehead with a soft hum, “You’ve been working so, so hard my love, and I’m so proud of all you’ve done and continue to do. I really do want to take your thoughts and worries away, but if I fuck you dumb right now then you’ll just want to sleep and that’s ignoring some of your needs.” When you whine he chuckles, but then continues, “So how about this? I draw you a bath while you finish calming down, since your muscles need to relax after sitting most of the day studying. I’ll order your favorite and when you get out we’ll eat, then once I make sure your muscles have actually recovered I’ll take away every last thought in that pretty little head of yours, one-by-one if I have to. How does that sound?” 

“Perfect.” You sigh out, melting into his arms for a moment before he’s kissing the top of your head again and pulling away to go prepare a bath for you. 

When he returns it’s to take your hand and guide you to the bathroom, carefully helping you strip and putting your hair out of the way, he’d help you wash that later but that wasn’t the point of this right now. Giving you the physical support you need to step into the bath, looking at it slightly surprised for a moment, before Hyunggu chuckles and encourages you to actually slip into it.

“You spoil me too much Hyunggu.” You let out a breath of relief when feeling the warm water surrounding you, hands swirling it slightly before you as you take in what Hyunggu did to it. Milk and lavender surround you as you collect some of the flowers in your hand for a moment before returning them to the tub.

“Hush, don’t think about that right now. Just relax for now, this will help you feel much better.” He assures, kissing your temple, “Let yourself relax fully and take your time, I’ll go order the food now. It’ll be ready whenever you are.” 

You close your eyes and lead your head back to rest, finally letting your body settle for the first time that day and you were sure the warmth fully surrounding you helped with that. Hyunggu pops in occasionally to check on you as well as to bring you a glass of wine. Then when the water cools enough that you’re ready to get out he is there to give you a hand and dry you off with a fluffy towel before slipping a robe onto you.  He doesn’t say much as he guides you, content to let your brain rest and just allow you to fully recharge for the night without the burden of conversation when it isn't necessary.  A warm meal is definitely what you need to feel much more alive, especially with the added benefit of it being your favorite and curbing your craving for it. Hyunggu cleared the table for you both and ushering you away from the kitchen before you could even catch a glimpse of the dirty dishes.

“That’s not for your pretty little head to worry about, just let me take care of everything tonight.” He places a soft kiss to your neck before leading you back to the bedroom and slipping the robe back off, making you anticipate what was to come.

“Gonna fuck me dumb now?” You ask him short of breath and he chuckles against your neck.

“Patience, love, all in good time. First I wanna work out any knots in your muscles. That way I don’t hurt you when I do fuck that pretty little head empty.” He smirks at you before leading you to lay down on your stomach on the bed. Leaning over you to work out your muscles, starting with your neck and working all the way down to your feet, paying careful attention to each one, especially when it felt extra tense. Taking whatever time he needed to to do so. Paying no attention to the soft whines and whimpers leaving you even if typically he would have scolded you some for your impatience. He let it all slide tonight, knowing you had been pushed to your limits by your studies and so tonight was just about what you needed.

Once he’s done he leans up to kiss you softly for a moment before pulling back to glaze into your hooded eyes with a sense of endearment in his eyes, “Still want me to empty that pretty little head of yours, love? Or are you ready to just sleep? Tell me what you need, baby.”

“Wanna feel all of you, but I am tired.” You answer honestly and Hyunggu nods, kissing your forehead as a form of praise.

“You don’t have to do any work, love, leave that to me. If that’s what you want though I can take every little thought away for you.” Hyunggu cups your cheeks, squeezing just enough to make your lips pucker a little and pout into a kiss that he’s quick to steal.

“Please Gu, so tired of thinking. Want my head to be so empty.” You whine and he chuckles against your lips, silencing you with another kiss.

“Then that’s what you’ll get, baby. No more thoughts, no more decisions, just me making you feel good.” He assures you, already having in mind that any of his typical teasing to get you to be vocal for him didn’t matter tonight. Instead it would just be showering you in pleasure and praise. 

His hands gently pushing your thighs apart as he trails soft kisses down your form, reaching around you for a moment only to grab a pillow that he places under your hips a moment later as he lifts them for you.  Kissing along your pantyline in the next moment, despite how you’re bare for him.

“Like this way, keeps you closer to me.” Hyunggu mumbles against your skin before lowering to press a kiss to where you wanted him finally. Tongue slipping out to delicately trace all the places he knew you loved him giving his attention to as he looks down into your eyes. Your hips squirming slightly despite not being able to get away with how they’re lifted closer to his face.

“Gu please.” You’re desperate, whining has him moaning against your clit, before he’s shushing you, lips still against your sensitive clit and it having an effect on you instantly.

“Relax sweetheart, trust me. Just focus on how good every little thing feels like I know my good sweet girl can do.” He hushes you as a finger moves to circle your entrance teasingly. Hyunggu locks eyes with you again as his tongue slips out barely away from you, him letting spit drip down and onto you. His finger spreads it around before pushing into you softly, his lips slipping around your clit again. He knows how you love the way he’ll suckle on it or flick his tongue over it as he curls his finger so perfectly against that spot he knows makes you melt beneath him. Something he is by no means holding back from doing, moaning when you get particularly loud for him as if to praise you while making you feel even better. Still he knows how you like watching what he does to you so every now and then he pulls off just enough to let you watch how his mouth seems to water for you, tongue slipping out to tease over you for you to see. Hyunggu is obsessed with how heated it makes you for him. 

When you cum Hyunggu is gentle about how he rides you through it, free hand soon placed above your hips to keep you in place though as he slips a second finger inside now, never stopping his actions. In fact only speeding up once he hears your moans pick up again, fully intending to make you cum again this way again, and perhaps a third time around three of his fingers before he even strips himself to move on. Leaning in to kiss you sweet and slow to bring you back to reality and him as he works to unbutton his shirt and slip it off, soon followed by his pants. 

“You should see how pretty you look when all fucked out for me like this sweetheart. Are you feeling good love?” He asks, focus still on you alone despite how hard he is right now. 

“Feel so good Gu,  all warm and fuzzy, but still not completely dumb yet.” You mumble even though you’re not fully convinced of that, but he just chuckles and kisses you quickly again.

“That’s okay love, I’m not through with you yet. Wanna see how much my pretty girl can cum on my cock before it’s too good for me to handle any longer.” He tells you before slowly pressing in, but he stops not just to let you adjust, but to reach into the nightstand to pull out the vibrator you two keep stored there. He turns it up only about halfway, not wanting to overwhelm you, just to bring you enough pleasure to distract you from anything else possible. Not that it was a particular challenge for him anyways. Each of his thrusts aimed for the places he knew you would feel best, watching you squirm and reach for him. He leans down to capture your lips messily again, licking into your mouth as you both exchange moans. Especially when he feels you start to clench around him.

“That’s it beautiful, make my cock all messy and cum for me. Such a good girl for me you are.” He praises coaxing you through it and then once the overstimulation starts to sting a little less and feel more pleasurable he turns the vibrator up just slightly along with speeding up his thrusts. You felt too good that now he was starting to feel head empty as well, drunk on how you feel around his cock. Even so he had made you a promise and he fully intended to keep it, making you cum on his cock as many times as he could before he did. The pattern repeats once you cum again and then a third time. 

His shushing made your brows furrow, eyes cloudy with tears you didn’t realize had appeared, and he's quick to kiss away, “Just one more love and then I’ll cum for you too.” 

Hyunggu leads you through it before he turns the vibrator off and tosses it away, pulling you into his arms as he cums deep inside of you. Hands gently rubbing over your heated skin to assure you that he’s there as your brain is all hazy now. Gasping at how quick you pull him back to you when he starts moving.

“Sweetheart, I’m just gonna get something to clean you up then I’ll be back.” He tries to assure, but to no avail.

“No, stay here like this all night. Then if I wake up stressed again you can fix it.” You  mumble into a yawn and he chuckles but nods anyway, settling more comfortably in bed with you now.

“And what if I wake up stressed, hm?” Hyunggu teases and you smile a little as your eyes fall closed.

“Well then you can fix that too then.” Your words earn you a small growl and you feel him twitch inside of you knowing he would take you up on that offer. After you got some much needed rest at least.

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[itsjustmarwa]

i NEED pentagon blogs. does anyone know some?

#pentagon #ptg #pentagon x reader #jinho #hui #hoetaek #hongseok #shinwon #yeoone #changgu #yanan #yuto #kino #hyunggu #wooseok

[kpopjust4u]

Let’s give it a shot

Post Date: 16th May 2022 Content: Fluff (a tiny wheeny bit of angst) - Pentagon Kino x Reader WC: 1614 TW?: Nothing but absolute cuteness Request?: Yes

Masterlist                                    Prompt list

Prompts:  30 - “I’ve always cared about you” 58 - “We’re just friends” 61 - “Get out of my head”

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” you exclaim, accidentally tipping your iced americano over a tall, handsome guy, from rushing to get out of the coffee shop to meet your best friend across the town. “It’s no problem, just a bit of coffee, right?” he says sweetly, taking hold of some napkins to pat himself down, smiling at you as you found yourself mesmerised by his beauty, and smile that made you stop in your tracks. 

“I really want to apologise, let me buy you a coffee?” you say, embarassed, cheeks turning red from embarrassment, “I’d like that, thank you~” he nods. You take part of the queue with you as you pay for his order, then taking a seat with him, forgetting completely about the plans eith your friend after messaging them, ‘something’s come up, I’m sorry, can we reschedule?’, luckily, they we’re struggling to leave their house anyway. 

“I- I’m Y/N” you reach your hand out to shake his, the mesmirastion hasn’t worn off and you were still smitten, almost forgetting to introduce yourself. His hand takes yours, shaking it gently as he smiles, taking a sip from his coffee, “I’m Kino”. You guys get chatting, time passing by quick, to the point where the coffee shop had to kick you out.

“Thank you so much for today, again, I’m really sorry about the coffee incident” you apologise as he shrugs, laughing at you, “It’s okay, thank you for the coffee. I really enjoyed today, I would love to do it again, here’s my number,” he says, his thumbs tapping on his phone, showing you his number for you to copy into yours. Mentally, you were freaking out, the cute guy you’ve known a day has given your number, but outside, you were so glad he was so nice about everything, “Nice to meet you Kino, I hope we become good friends,” “Me too, I know we will be!” he grins, waving as he walks away. 

From that point on, you were exactly that, good friend, though better yet, the bestest friends. You became inseperatable, your feelings just increased for him but you were scared of ruining what you guys had.

- Time skip -

“Hey! What did I tell you about that?!” Kino shouts from across the room, as you kept spamming his phone with photos you’ve taken of him with weird filters, clutching your stomach from crying so hard. The more he reacted, the better the photos became and you found yourself to the point of being able to breath. 

Seeing him pouting with his arms crossed made it harder for you to keep a serious face as he slowly makes his way towards you, putting a hand out, with a grabbing motion to indicate you to give you his phone. When you scoff at him, he smirks, throwing himself onto you, tackling you to get your phone away from you, almost giving up until he gets the idea to tickle you, cuasing to scream with you wiggle under him, “Okay, okay! Here’s my phone!” you cry with laughter, struggling to get the phone from underneath you. “Thank you” he says shortly, pouting again as he puts your phone in his pocket, letting you catch your breath.

“Will you love birds quit it?” Dawn whines, playfully covering his eyes as he makes his way to the kitchen, as you and Kino exchange looks, shrugging as he replies, “Ya! We’re just friends!”. Hearing Kino say that out load made your stomach sink, reminding you that you may never have a chance with him. Your thoughts run through your mind as your face reflects your feelings, pouting as you look down into your lap. 

“Hey, what’s up?” Kino asks, nudging you a little to see if you react, nothing. He waves his hand infront of your face which seemed to do the trick, you shrug and play it off cool, though he knew deep down something was bugging you but he didn’t want to pry. “I just want my phone!” you say softly, with grabby hands as he sighs, rolling his eyes at you as he places it in your lap, happy to see your smile return onto your face. Then back to your antics it was, but he let it slide, knowing you were probably trying to cover your emotions up with something. 

Slowly throughout the day, and into the evening the boys come and go from the apartment, joining in with you picking on Kino and/or playing games whilst you watched. It continued on for ages, to the point it gets to playing truth or dare, but who went first between you and Kino, had to be determined by a game of rock, paper, scissors, but that was a joke and a half. 

The sound of the members groaning at the fact you were taking forever, since you kept pulling the same shapes and constantly having to repeat made you both giggle. “Come on, lose!” you both say at the same time, your eyes open as wide as your mouth hitting the floor, not expecting to jinx either. The boys were rolling on the floor around you, crying laughing at the fact you both were a lot similar than you thought to the point you even say the same shit at the same time. “Now!” you exclaim at the same time again, before Yan An counts you down quickly to throw another shape, causing Kino to lose to you. “Rock beats scissors, loser~” you tease as he’s still in shock, clutching at his chest dramatically as he falls back laughing. 

After composing himself, he sits himself up as he looks at you, “You’re going to say truth anyway,” you start as he nods, “Is it true that you think that I could be a better rapper than Wooseok?” you start laughing as he tries to hold back his laughter, Wooseok snapping his head to look at you both, as Kino breaks, laughing as he gets in the possition to get ready to run after his answer, “Yes” he admits, laughing as you both shout at the same time, “Run!”. 

Scrambling to get a start, you both make a dash towards the apartment door, running down the three flights of stairs and into the street, afraid that Wooseok was going to chase after you, but you see him walking slowly behind you, with the other members following behind, struggling to breath from giggling and running, you make another dash seeing Wooseok opening the door. Almost tripping over each other, you hide down an alley way, trying to catch your breaths as you hear the boys calling out for you both. “You’ve seriously got to get out of my head, now you’re stuck hiding with me because I answered your question!” Kino giggles, putting his arms up ready for submission as you get caught by the boys, you following suit and laughing. “You’re buying me food later, for that Kino!” Wooseok bites playfully, pointing a finger at him.

- Time Skip - 

It starts to get extemely late, you’ve had a fun and hectic day with the boys, and enjoyed the free food, paid by Kino who felt it was only fair to buy for everyone, though Wooseok was only trying to joke about. However it was lovely, but you were getting tired, and ready for bed. “Guys, I’m going to walk Y/N home, I’ll catch up to you in a bit” Kino says softly, as they nod, waving at you and saying their goodbyes, knowing they were going to see you soon enough anyway. Dawn piping up again about you being love birds, but the other members agreed with him as you guys walk away, you would make a great couple. 

“Thank you for walking me home, Ki, but you really didn’t need you to” you start, looking up at him as he shrugs, “What was I going to do, let you walk alone at night? No sir, not happening” he replies, crossing his arms as he senses you weren’t feeling right. You remember his comment to Dawn earlier, trying to hold back tears as you turn around to open your apartment door. “Why not? Not like it would’ve mattered?” you choke, opening the door, trying to take a step inside but he grabs your shoulders to turn you around.

“Why would you say that? It does matter because I care about you, I’ve always cared about you!” fustration builds up in him as he lets go of his grip on your shoulders, shaking his head. “Did I upset you this morning?” he asks, in a low, quiet tone, “I noticed your mood dropped when Dawn said about us-”, “It’s nothing Kino! Why would that affect me? Don’t be so stupid!” you scoff, trying to hide the truth behind a facade. In reality, it hurt you so much. Again, to your response, he shakes his head, lifting your head up to look at him when you drop it in defeat. “In fact, I don’t just care about you, I love you. That’s why I notice these little things, the change in your mood in your facial expressions.” he perks up softly, placing a soft kiss on your forehead as a tear falls from your eyes.

Gently, he wipes it away as he pulls you into a hug, “I love you Y/N, you’re my best friend, and I know I should’ve told you sooner but I’ve always loved you, since I layed my eyes on you,” he whispers, running his fingers through your hair in attempt to calm you down, all you could feel is relief as you pull away, “I love you too~”. 

#kpop #kpop blog #kpop stuff #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon reactions #pentagon scenarios #pentagon kino #kino #kino fluff #kino scenario #kino imagine #kang hyunggu #pentagon x reader

[oceanlix]

Day 4: Kino + Face sitting

Pairing: Kino x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 726

Warnings: Drinking alcohol, fingering (female receiving), oral (female receiving), face sitting, slight hair pulling

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

You’re two glasses of wine into the makeshift picnic with your boyfriend when Hyunggu’s hands start to wander, lingering at the hem of your skirt for a few seconds too long to just be innocent. You smirk to yourself, shifting into his lap and kissing him feverishly.

“Baby,” he groans, but his hands cup your ass and he makes no move to push you off of him.

“You seem pretty preoccupied,” you tease, setting your glass down onto the table. You watch his lust blown eyes as you start unbuttoning your blouse, slowly sliding your bra straps down your arms as well.

“You’re so pretty.” He sighs, rubbing his thumbs over your nipples as you expose your chest. You moan, leaning into his soft touch. “All nice and eager for me.”

You can feel his length hardening underneath you, so you twist your hips experimentally and are rewarded with a low groan. His lips are on your neck instantly, hands gripping your hips as he rocks up into you slowly.

Hyunggu pushes your panties to the side and rubs your folds slowly, gathering your juices on his fingers. You can’t help but moan loudly, dropping your head against his neck. Suddenly you’re glad for the rain, because you certainly wouldn’t be able to do this outside.

You whimper softly when he slips two fingers into your pussy, the slow pace driving you insane. Hyunggu hates to rush when you’re together; he loves seeing you get more and more desperate for him while he takes care of you. He strokes your walls gently, enjoying the way you grind your hips down onto his hand.

It isn’t long before he pulls his fingers out and leaves you empty again, but you don’t complain because he pulls your panties down your legs and throws them to the ground. The way Hyunggu grips your thighs and shifts to laying down on the couch tells you exactly what his next move is.

“Baby, are you sure?” you whisper, like you aren’t about to start foaming at the mouth. Your boyfriend grins, then hauls you up until your pussy is right in front of his face. He kisses your soaked core quickly, fingers digging into your ass until you let out a squeal. You can tell he loves the sound since he’s smiling wickedly beneath you.

Your hands tangle in his hair the second he starts nibbling on your clit, your thighs shaking with the effort to not close around his head. Hyunggu laps at you without a care in the world, pressing his tongue deeply inside you. You roll your hips against his face, biting down on your lip. You’re on the verge of screaming out for him, but you don’t want the neighbors to hear if they’re home right now.

“Come on, you can be louder than that,” Hyunggu urges, holding you up above his face while playfully nipping at your inner thigh. You shriek when he goes back to suckling harshly on your clit, now determined to get you off.

You feel the pressure building in your core, your walls fluttering as Hyunggu continues to fuck you with his tongue. He grips your ass so hard you think there’s probably going to be handprints there tomorrow, but you don’t care. If that’s the price you have to pay for a mindblowing orgasm from your man, so be it.

“Close,” you whisper, tugging on his hair to get your boyfriend’s attention. Hyunggu licks you deeply and holds you down against his face, letting you grind on him until you’re cumming. His face gets absolutely covered in your essence as he tries to swallow what he can, and you think it’s one of the hottest sights you’ve ever seen.

When you’re done coming down, you roll off to the side and look at Hyunggu. His hair is a mess, your juices spread all over his lips, nose and chin. His eyes are blown out with lust and a quick glance down tells you he’s rock hard, his jeans very obviously tented. You reach over and toy with the button, popping it open with ease.

“Want me to help you out there, handsome?” you tease, already reaching into his boxers to pull out his cock. Hyunggu smirks, catching your wrist in his hand with ease.

“I wasn’t done with you yet, baby.”

#pentagon smut #ptg smut #kino smut #kino x reader #kino fic #kinktober 2022 #my fic #i'll post the other half of fics tomorrow lol work calls @.@ #100

[baby-iloveyou]

< Masterlist >

. . . genre S smut SUG suggestive FL fluff A angst . . . reader GN genderneutral F afab M amab

Pentagon

. . . jo jinho

[S][F] Busted. - Jinho has always claimed he doesn’t like oral. But seeing you taste your own cum makes it difficult for him to keep disliking it.

. . . yang hongseok

[S,FL][F] just me and you - Whenever you and your best friend want to have a sleepover, it would always be at your place, since his place was small and would be uncomfortable for two people to stay at. He recently moved however, and to celebrate that, you are staying over at his place for the first time. But you didn’t expect it to be THAT different.

. . . yeo changgu

[FL][GN] A cover model, only for your eyes to see - Your relationship with Changgu has been nothing but lovey dovey so far, and when Changgu asks you to visit him at his Men’s Health photoshoot, you can’t say no. But this would mean you would see him shirtless for the first time, and you didn’t expect the view to affect you that much. [SUG] PART 1 [S] PART 2

. . . kang hyunggu

[S][GN] A private afterparty - Kang Hyunggu was one of the members of your project group, and he’s also one of the most loved people in your year. You’re good friends with him, and after this party you decide to hang out just a bit longer. It just isn’t a very common way of hanging out when you’re friends…

Tomorrow X Together

. . . choi yeonjun

[S,SUG][GN] Carpe Diem - Seize the day, why not have some fun with each other?

[SUG][GN] thought #1- bf!yeonjun is proud of you for passing your course, and thinks you deserve a reward

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #2 - teasing yeonjun is fun until he punishes you for it (or is that part of the fun?)

. . . choi beomgyu

[SUG][GN] Lyric prank - Beomgyu was feeling nostalgic and watched some old YouTube videos, revisited some old trends. One of them was the ‘lyric pranks’, which were a huge thing, and a joke he used to pull quite often on his friends. But since he’s now in a relationship, he knows exactly on who to pull the prank. And he knows exactly which song.

. . . kang taehyun

[S][F] goodnight, you're so tight sleep tight - after a long day, all you just wanted was to snuggle up with your boyfriend in bed and drift to sleep. he wanted something else.

Stray Kids

. . . bang chan

[S][GN] A picture for a picture - Chan is on tour with the rest of the group, and you as his significant other obviously miss him a lot. And he misses you too. He just misses you a bit more today than other days…

. . . lee minho

[S][GN] thought #1 - pathetic minho, and that on christmas…

. . . han jisung

[F][GN] i like the view right now - Late night talks made you discover that you both love stars. And Jisung knows the perfect place in his hometown to go stargazing.

. . . lee felix

[A][GN] Deep End - Sometimes, one fight can break a person entirely. And unfortunately, this was the case in your relationship.

SEVENTEEN

. . . choi seungcheol

[S][GN] thought #1 - texting one of your friends while seungcheol fucks you

. . . boo seungkwan

[SUG, S?][GN] thought #1 - just seungkwan pinning you up against a wall, choking you, and calling you his slutty toy

[S][F] you could be a hand model - sometimes you need a break from studying. and sometimes you suddenly notice that seungkwan has very nice hands. and sometimes you really want those hands to touch you.

A.C.E

. . . group

[F][GN] A.C.E comforting you when you’re afraid of failing your exams

Other groups/idols

. . . BTOB lee minhyuk

[S][GN] Whiskey - You’ve been single for a while and were looking for a casual hookup. And let there be one guy who wants to order whiskey for you.

#baby-iloveyou masterlist #pentagon #ptg #txt #tomorrow x together #stray kids #skz #seventeen #svt #a.c.e #ace #btob

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

#dkb #nct #ciipher #bae173 #ateez #kpop pentagon

[cyncialwoo]

[1:39 am] time-stamp/drabble

-pairing: hyunngu x gn! reader

-genre: fluff

-words: 454

-warnings: N/A

-a/n: This is something else I found but I'm also working on something else right now. I am looking at an old project and trying to figure out what my direction was. I will not let this blog die!! >>Masterlist

~~~~~~

You had hosted a sleepover with the boys, they were now fast asleep sharing room in your living room and guest room. You were unable to sleep, looking up at the wall unaware of the hours that had passed already. For some reason, your mind was on high alert keeping you up. Scared that something would happen when you were fast asleep and unable to help them. Blinking up at the ceiling, you almost didn't catch the creak of the door. You quickly sat up to meet Hyunggu’s eyes, who looked concerned. He frowned moving closer to you on the bed slowly closing the door behind him.

Your voice was low, barely a whisper, as if it was hard to get anything out, “Did you need anything? Was sleeping on the floor uncomfortable– if it was, you could take my bed.” You were about to get up, willing to give your space away. Your bed wasn’t helping you sleep.  Hyunggu caught you holding you down by your arms with a gentle touch. He pushed you back down onto the bed. 

His smile was soft, he hadn’t said anything yet the entire time he was here. “That’s not it– I just came to check up on you. You don’t have to give up anything.” With his sweet smile, he sat down next to you. “I woke up in the middle. And you? You look like you haven’t slept at all.”

You looked down, now starting to feel shy in front of the man’s presence. “You got me.” It had come out less comical than you had intended. If that was ever your intention at all. “Mind if I try to give it a try? You know, to help you sleep?” You still couldn’t meet his eyes. You felt Hyunggu’s weight lift from your side of the bed and resituate on the other side. He tugged on your shirt making you look at him. There was barely any light in the room, most of it from the crack in your blinds. Again, his face had nothing but sweetness and concern as he spoke to you,  “Lay down.” He had already slipped into the spot next to you. 

You obeyed him, letting yourself lie down on the spot next to him. He laid on his side, his body towards yours. You ended up facing him looking up into his eyes. He pulled you closer to him, throwing his arms around you and slowly patting you. You let him, you knew you needed the sleep, and you knew he wouldn’t do anything bad. So, you allowed yourself to drift into sleep with him. Finally getting the sleep you were missing, and feeling his body rest next to yours.

#kpop #pentagon #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #kino #kang hyunggu #kino imagines #cynicalwoo

[milkybonya]

all ears

order 022, anon: large banana milk tea with regular pearls and grass jelly for Kino

Warnings: some angst

Summary: where college!Kino is popular but also friends with you, who is in love with him without him realizing... until one day, he does

word count: 1k+

[a/n]: i've been listening to So Soobin a lot these days,,, his songs give off very big coffee shop vibes,,, i highly recommend for when you need something calm to just breathe to!!

Despite being friends with the most popular visual arts major on campus, you were never in the limelight. Well, let me make a correction. Kino was actually the most popular person on the entire campus.

You'd get cut off when you walked next to him while telling a story as people would say hi to him as they passed by, distracting him from whatever you were telling him. He always apologized with a sad smile on his face, telling you to continue, and it made you feel so damn crappy. How could such a popular guy be so... nice? Well, it was his niceness that fuelled his popularity, too.

He gained all of this attention after performing during your university's welcome week. You were already friends with Kino then, having met him in your senior year of high school when he transferred to your school. He was only popular in high school because he was new and cool, you thought. But nope. He gained popularity again with his honey voice as he sang to a crowd of drunk students.

And as people got to know him more for his sweet personality, they all fell in love. Everyone wanted to go on blind dates with him, hangout with him, study with him. He'd accept their offers now and again, but not all the time. He needed time to himself, but also, you forced him to spend time with you.

"Kino, let's go on a walk!" you said, grabbing his arm as he stood in the library.

"But we just got here?"

"I need to clear my head," you lie, just wanting an excuse to step away from your books while still being around Kino.

"Okay, then. Let's go," he said, letting you lead the way with a big smile.

Your arms still intertwined, you looked down to hide your smile and walked forwards, almost hitting a bookcase if Kino hadn't held out his free arm in front of you to force you to stop.

"What are you doing?" he asked, trying to hold back laughter.

You laughed along with him, simultaneously covering your mouths after remembering that you were in a library and running off, arms still intertwined.

Yes, you were very much in love with Kino. But he knew nothing of it. He was so lost in romance, always thinking, talking, writing, drawing, painting and singing about it, but he still couldn't realize your feelings for him.

Every time he was asked if the two of you were dating, he'd smile and immediately say, "noo! [y/n] and I have been and will always just be friends."

It stabbed your heart, but what could you do. That was the boy you loved. When he made you feel like the only person alive sometimes, how could you not fall for him?

When he you would do presentations in senior year of high school, Kino would gaze at you with his face sitting on his palms, his elbows resting on his desk. His smile would encourage you while making you more nervous at the same time. The way his eyes sparkled seemed illegal, and each time he nodded along to your words, you'd melt.

Maybe that's why you always made him listen to you talk about the most absurd things.

"Kino! I have something to tell you," you'd say, and he'd look up with a knowing smile.

"i'm all ears, [y/n]. Go ahead."

He'd always give the most genuine and sincere reactions, too.

One day as the two of you are clearing your heads again by walking through the campus at night, Kino still being stopped by a million people even though it's dark out, you notice a path you've never seen before.

"Kino, all of these people acting like you're a celebrity are bothering me. Can we go down that path and see where it takes us?" you ask the boy, who nods with a grin.

"It's nice to know people care about me," Kino said sweetly, patting your head as the two of you walked.

The path was a little scary at first in the dark. It was narrow and there were trees on both sides, forcing the two of you to walk side by side in a very squished manner.

"Hey, what's that?" Kino asked, pointing to a clearing up ahead.

You ran forwards towards it, and Kino ran after you.

"Woah," you both said.

It was a viewing point, the low wooden fence surrounding it littered with fairy lights that echoed the light of the city just below. It was gorgeous, and you wondered why the place was so empty on such a lovely night.

"[y/n].... it's so beautiful," Kino said, looking at all the lights.

You smiled at him and how radiant his face was; it was even brighter than all the lights. Then, you looked up and saw the moon. Kino's eyes followed yours, and then you stared at him again as he looked at the moon in the sky.

"Quit staring, [y/n]," he said without looking at you.

"In Persian culture, they say that if you stare at the face of your loved one while they look at the moon, then you'll both have good fortune and your wishes will come true."

"You love me?" Kino asked you, then.

You hesitated to answer, and Kino simply blinked at you with a big smile still on his face.

It was then that your fight or flight instinct kicked in, and you took flight, running away, back out through the path and towards your dorm.

Out of embarrassment, you didn't talk to Kino for a week. Nor did you attend any of your classes out of fear of seeing him.

Kino wasn't himself without you. He didn't sleep well, nor eat, he couldn't focus in class, and all he did was call or text you despite still getting no response.

"If you're so worried, go visit them," someone told him.

And he realized they were right. He couldn't give you time, anymore. It had been a week, and he was worried.

When you opened the door and he saw you looked relatively okay, he let out a sigh of relief and hugged you.

"I missed you, [y/n]," was the first thing he thought of saying.

With his head on your chest, he could hear your heartbeat speeding up. You pushed him away for that reason, asking him why he was there.

"Because I missed you... I already said that."

You sighed.

"I think I figured out what happened, [y/n]. I'm not that dumb. That question I asked you that day must have been what bothered you."

You remained silent.

"And it's been bothering me, too. You... Do you like me, [y/n]?" Kino asked.

You closed your eyes tightly while telling him that you indeed, did. Whatever, it was about time he found out. Might as well get it over with.

"Well, [y/n], this week without you has been hell, and I don't think I can have you out of my sight for even a day. I like you too, [y/n]. I'm sorry that being away from you for a week made me realize that."

You opened your eyes and found Kino reaching for your hands with the most sincere expression on his face. When he finally grabbed your hands, you let him. You let him rub them while he waited for you to talk.

"I'm all ears, [y/n]. You know that," he said as soon as you were about to speak, reading your mind.

"So... do you wanna date or something?" you asked, half jokingly in case he said no.

But to your surprise, he nodded and hugged you more tightly than ever before, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

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[blizzardfluffykpop]

Snow Fight

Summary: It’ll be your first Christmas in a new town. You’ve had no real success in making friends with anyone so far, even with the effort you’ve been putting into it. But it wasn’t until snowballs started raining down upon you that you garner some. 

Oneshot

Fluff, Strangers to ?? au

Word Count: 1,988

Shinwon X Reader

[Features! The rest of OT10]

Not Requested

Bonus Christmas Eve fic

[A/n: Ever since you told me that Christmas is celebrated on the Holy Evening, the 24th in your country. I just had to finish and publish this for you today, @jinkoh - I hope you enjoy it, even if you’ve already seen the draft. Have a wonderful evening! 🥺💖 Alternatively titled: New Friends]

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You were new to town and getting used to everything, trying to join in on events and make new friends. But today, your goal was to explore more of this place. You’re walking through the town square. When you hear someone scream, “Snowball fight!” You gasped and tried to duck and cover, but the rain of snowballs was already upon you. You quickly build a little snow shield and make some snowballs. You throw some at the other people. When someone slides beside you and under your snow shield. He asks, “Teammates?” As his shoulder is hit by a snowball, “Yeah!” You quickly agree and build the snow shield out a little wider. 

He has a great swing, so you begin making the snowballs solely so he can throw them at them. He is quick, grabbing one and throwing it before ducking back down to prevent getting hit. You're both making an impact on your opponents. You can hear their yells every time your teammate hits them. He looks at you and goes, “I'm going to make a break for it and cover them in snowballs.” You both look at each other in determination. And you tell him, “Go for it!” As he goes for it, you shout, “I’ll cover you!” He takes the snowballs in his arms and rushes at them. You do your best to make and throw snowballs at the blurry enemies. 

He returns to the snow fort, drenched in snowflakes, and you laugh, which makes him laugh too. He slides beside you again to be covered by the shield. You make a few snowballs before joining in and throwing them at your more visible enemies. He makes snowball pyramids supplying you with all the snow he can get his hands on as you pelt them. As you both get into the groove of it again, someone on the other side calls, "Truce!" You both smirk at each other before agreeing to a truce, knowing you've won. He stands up, and you follow, and he says, “We make a great team!” You laugh, and he puts his mitt-covered hand out, “I’m Shinwon.” You smile and put your gloved hand in his, “I’m (Y/n).” You both shake, “You want to meet the menaces who started the snowball fight?” You agree, and on your way to the 'menaces', you tell him that you’re new to town and that this is the most fun you’ve had since moving in. He couldn’t help but grin, “I hope to continue to make living here fun for you.” You blush, surely from the cold wind. 

He introduces you to his friends who started the snowball fight. “Everyone, this is (Y/n). They’re new to town. Let’s show them around!” Hyunggu goes, “Oh, we should take them to our pizza joint.” Everyone agrees and looks at you, hoping you’ll approve, and you do. They lead the way, and Shinwon stays back with you. When they talk amongst themselves, they actively include you in their conversations. They turn the corner, and Shinwon tells you, “It’s just like a few more buildings down from the corner, but this place has the best pizza.” You smile, “Really?” He nods, “Yeah, we started going here in high school when they first opened. And we haven’t gone back to any chain pizza places since.” You nod, and Jinho pitches into the conversation, “Yeah, they make everything fresh and get all the ingredients at the market.” 

Hyunggu cheers, “We’re here!” And the door chimes as Hoetaek opens it, “After you kids.” You whisper, “Is everyone younger than him?” Jinho shakes his head, “All but me.” You laugh and walk in; the scent of tomato sauce, grease, and fresh herbs hitting you all at once. You realize why they love it with the checkered floors and general ambiance. It was perfect. You can’t see through the nine men ahead of you but assume they’re leading you to their table. Shinwon pats the chair next to him and squints at Hyunggu, who nearly sits down in it. He puts his hands up and lets you slide into the seat. You laugh, and Hyunggu sits beside you instead. You take a minute to put the rest of the names to their faces before looking over the menu. 

After another minute, the waiter comes over. And goes, “Why do you guys always come on my shift?” Hoetaek smirks, “Because we love you.” You read his name tag, “Hyojong.” And Shinwon tells you softly, “When he’s not working, he’s sitting here with us.” You nod, and the waiter catches you sitting in the middle, “Oh? Who’s this?” You smile, “I’m (Y/n). I got caught in their snowball fight.” Hyojong laughs, “Really?” You nod, and Shinwon points to you two, “We won.” He blinks, “The eight of you lost to two?” Changgu looks down and groans, “Don’t remind us.” Yanan sighs, “They pelted us.” Shinwon and you chuckle, and Hyojong shakes his head before looking back at you, “Alright, I know what these geezers want. What would you like?” You smile and tell him, and he nods, “I’ll be back in twenty?” You all agree, and Hoetaek asks, “When’s your break?” He looks over at the clock, “Whenever I want it… When I come back, I’ll pull up a chair. It’s a slow day.” They all agree, and he leaves, and everyone starts conversing.

Whenever you got shy and didn’t know what to say, Shinwon would ask you small questions like, “What’s your favorite vegetable?” And you laughed as you told him, and he smiled, “I love potatoes.” You grin, and he makes sure that whenever you clam up, he assures you that you are welcome to have input. It made you feel secure in such a big group. And when he isn’t looking, you take in all his features, finding him more attractive by the minute. While the rest of them were handsome and funny as well. No one held a candle to his light.

Twenty minutes later, Hyojong pops back out, and Yuto cheers, “Pizza!” Which makes you all cheer for it. Hyojong pulls up a chair and sits at the end of the table. Shinwon holds out his glass of pop, “To new friends!” You smile, and everyone cheers, “To new friends!” as you clink your glasses together before taking a sip of pop. You dig in, and Hongseok goes, “Parmesan pass down?” Jinho grabs it and hands it over to Shinwon, who hands it to you, and you pass it across to Wooseok, who passes it to Hongseok, who passes it around the table. It makes its way back to you again, and you use it before passing it to Shinwon again. 

Even as everyone eats, it’s still loud, everyone chatting away freely, and you can’t help but feel at home. As you eat and talk, you find your place and talk more freely with them. You didn’t see it, but Shinwon smiled proudly as you happily conversed with his friends. When he realized you were standing in the line of snowball fire, he swooped in, so you weren’t facing the snow devils alone. But as you worked together to win against them, he couldn’t help but feel his heartbeat faster. And the fact that you get along with his friends so well, he knew his heart had the right idea. 

As you finish eating, you all split the payments, “Don’t you dare tip me, you weirdos.” And you can see their smirks as they place the money on the table and rush out. Hoetaek wiggles his fingers at him, and Wooseok sticks out his tongue, “Oh well! Already did!” He shakes his head at them, and you both tell each other it was nice meeting the other. And you all head outside of the building. While everyone is talking outside the building, Yuto tells you, “They’re the kindest bunch, but they’re the worst. But I’m sure you’ll understand what I mean soon enough.” You grin, “I hope so.” 

You all laugh as you see Hyunggu visibly shiver, and Hoetaek scolds, “You should have worn a warmer coat!” As he shakes his head at him, Hyunggu pouts, “I dress for the occasion, not for the weather!” You all laugh, and Yanan asks, “You’ll hang out with us again, right?” You smile, “Yeah.” And everyone lets out a little cheer. And you smile as you let out a small “Yay!” And they grin, and Jinho goes, after a beat of silence, “I’d love to stand outside in the cold with you guys, but I do have to get home.” The others agree with his notion, and they all start parting and telling you that it was nice to meet you. 

As Hyunggu speeds home, you ask, “I thought he was wearing a warm coat?” Shinwon says, “No, I think he just met up with the other side when the snowball fight was coming to an end.” You nod, “Oh, that makes sense.” Shinwon waits for the last of them to clear the turn before he asks, “You want to get hot cocoa with me?” You smile, “I’d love to.” He smiles and walks you across the street to the cafe one building up the road. He opens the door for you and follows you up to the counter. He goes, “Two hot cocoas, please.” Before you can pay for yours, he’s already purchased both. “Don’t worry, I work here. I get them for like a dollar each.” You shake your head, still feeling dizzy from the whole ordeal. It all happened so fast. And his glimmering smile was the cherry on top. Something you didn’t know you needed to see before. But now that you've seen it, you can't get enough of it.

You wait for your hot cocoa in another line when he asks, “So, where do you live around here?” You smile and tell him the apartment building, “I do too!” You blink, “Really?” He nods, “Room 1211.” You gasp, “No way! I live on the other side of the hall, in 1210!”  He gasps, “It is a small world, after all.” You laugh, “It is.” That’s when both of your hot cocoas are served, “Would you mind if we walk home together?” You shake your head, “No, I’d love to walk home with you.” He smiles, and you both walk to your apartment building, learning more about each other as you do, like how he likes to play the guitar and sometimes the piano. You make mental notes in your head of what he says, and he attentively listens to everything you tell him. 

As you take your last sip of hot cocoa outside your apartment building, you dump your paper cups in the trash can. When you make it up to your floor level, you both slowly walk to your apartment, not wanting the day to end. When you reach your door, you have to hold back your pout. You slowly put your hand into your pocket and find your keys. You sigh, “I guess this is where we part?” He hums, “Yeah…” With all the bravery you could muster up, you ask, “Do you want to go out with me sometime again?” He smiles, “I’d love to.” He looks at his phone, “Are you free tomorrow?” He puts it away as you nod. And he says, “Let’s go ice skating.” You smile, think about your schedule, and ask, “Does 5 pm work for you?” He agrees, “I’ll wait for you outside your door.” You smile and unlock your door, “It’s a date.” And he grins, agreeing, “It’s a date.” You enter your apartment and hold back the scream but slide against the door excitedly. You hear his little cheer outside and can't stop smiling. Thinking to yourself, tomorrow and every following day in this new town will be a new adventure and make it worth moving here. 

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[starlitmark]

Summary: You don’t know why Changmin texted you asking how quickly you could be at his beach house, but you do know that you’re bound to have a good time. Pairing: Changmin (Q) x fem!reader x Hyunggu (Kino) Tropes: spring break au Genre: smut, angst? Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language, emotional talk (at the very end) Smut Warnings: double penetration, mirror sex, unprotected sex, hard dom!Changmin, soft dom!Hyunggu, nipple play, degradation, praise, oral (f receive), dacryphilia Word Count: 2,124 Note: Thank you to everyone who’s supported this series!! I hope you enjoyed it!

Chapter 6: If there’s a will, there’s a way ៚ WITT Masterlist

All of the guys are lounging in the living space when Youngkyun comes through the front door. All eyes fall on him the moment he passes the threshold. Mingyu eyes him up and down, scanning for anything different. Changmin doesn’t seem too bothered. He has a pretty good idea of why the younger one wasn’t home last night. San, however, lacks decorum as always.

“Where have you been, you fucker?” he teases, “Find someone so good you couldn’t let them go?”

“Yes, actually, an heiress, if you must know.”

To say the others were shocks was an understatement. The house was completely silent, save for the dishwasher whirring in the background. Youngkyun didn’t seem to care about their shocked state, though. He continues on his way upstairs and likely crashes on his bed. That’s when Mingyu breaks the silence.

“So, did we all get lucky this week?”

“I guess so.” Jaehyun chuckles, “Some of us didn’t exactly get to call the shots, huh, Sannie?” he teases.

“For your information-”

“I don’t wanna know.” Changmin sighs.

He pulls out his phone to see a text from you. You just sent him a casual text, but still, it made him smile. Hyunggu is recounting his sexcapade from the other day, and Changmin doesn’t think anything of it. He’s honestly surprised that his friend went out and actually hooked up with someone. He casually eavesdrops while talking with you. Until he hears a comment that catches his ear more.

“What did you just say?” he interrupts the conversation.

“Her ass was bruised to high heavens? Like there was definitely a distinct handprint, it had to be fresh. It wasn’t me, though. I’m always kind to my partners.”

Changmin froze for a moment. He knows he left marks on you. He tended to them afterward, too. There was no way that Hyunggu also hooked up with you. Hyunggu notices his stunned state and tries to ignore it initially, but he just can’t shake this weird feeling.

“Why?” the brunette asks, “Is something wrong?”

Changmin shakes his head, “It’s nothing.”

He looks down at his phone again to see that you replied to his message. You’ve been talking about how neither of you wants to go back to classes on Monday. Now though, the entire undertone of the conversation is about to shift.

Changminnie || How quickly can you be here?

You || Depends || Why?

Changminnie || I have a plan || You remember how to get here?

You || That’s… cryptic… but yeah, I’ll be over in like 10 minutes

You walk up the stairs onto the porch and knock on the dark wood of the door. You’re about ninety-nine percent sure Changmin wants another hookup, but there is that one percent chance that he just wants to hang out. You stand there for a moment but hear some activity on the other side. Your heart nearly drops through your ass when the door opens, and it’s not Changmin.

“H-hyunggu! Um, hi.” you chuckle awkwardly.

“Hi there, how did you know I was-”

“There you are,” Changmin comes up behind the other with a bright smile on his face, “You weren’t kidding when you said ten minutes.”

He wraps you up in a hug, completely ignoring the awkward tension between you and his friend. You still hug the redhead back and comment that your bungalow isn’t too far of a walk away. He knows something. You know he does. Even when he pulls you inside and shuts the door, he feigns innocence.

“Is something wrong?” he asks finally.

“Can I talk to you? Alone?” you ask quietly.

“Yeah, you know where my room is, right?” you nod in response, “I’ll be right there.”

Hyunggu grabs Changmin’s arm and gives him a concerned look.

“You okay, man?” Changmin questions.

“That’s her.” he says simply, “The girl I got with the other day. It’s her.”

“I kinda figured. After you mentioned the handprint, I put two and two together.”

“That was-” he stops himself when Changmin nods.

“I better go chat with her, though, don’t want her to get the wrong idea.”

You’re anxiously pacing in the room when Changmin slips through the door. He shuts it tight behind him and offers you a soft smile. You try to return it, but it doesn’t come across as a genuine smile. He comes up to you, and that’s when you explode.

“That’s the guy I- If I had known-”

“It’s okay,” he smiled, cupping your face, “I told you, I don’t own you. We only hooked up once, and it’s not like we’re dating. Did you have fun with him?”

“Yeah,” you nod, “I did… but-”

“Ah, ah, ah, no buts. Do you want to experience that again?”

Your face morphs into confusion, “What are you up to?”

“How do you feel about the two of us, Hyunggu and I, sharing you? Are you comfortable with that?” You smirk, “Always something up your sleeve, Changmin. I’m more than down for that.”

“Look right that that mirror, slut.” Changmin tells you with a sadistic chuckle.

“Yeah, doll,” Hyunggu adds.

Hyunggu only pauses eating you out for a moment, allowing you to refocus your attention on the mirror. You look like an absolute wreck right now. Changmin sits behind you, playing with your nipples while marking up your neck. Hyunggu is on his knees in front of you, languidly eating you out. You’re reeling from the attention, which might be too much. But at the same time, you want more.

“Sir,” you gasp; Changmin hums in reply, “will you fuck me now?”

“You aren’t enjoying Hyunggu’s tongue?” he questions.

“N- ah no, it feels so good. Just wanna be stuffed.”

He chuckles darkly, “Stuffed? You wanna be stuffed by both of us, hmm? Be a pretty little cocksleeve for us?”

You moan in lew of a response. One moment you’re sitting at the edge of the bed. The next, you’re pulled back into the middle of the bed. Sat sideways so you can still see everything in the mirror. Changmin pulls you to be fully seated on his lap. You immediately start grinding on his bare cock, hoping that he will fuck you sooner. You should’ve known that wouldn’t turn out the way you want. He lands his hand harshly against your ass. The bruises from the last time had just begun to disappear, and he is, making fresh ones. You whimper and hide your face against his shoulder.

“Be nice to her, Changmin. Poor baby probably just wants to feel good. Isn’t that right, angel?” Hyunggu comments standing beside the bed.

You nod, “Please, please fill me up. Wanna feel full and-”

Hyunggu grabs your chin so you’re looking up at him. Your eyes are welling with tears. You’re beyond desperate at this point. Hyunggu wipes a tear from your cheek and smiles gently at you, just like he had the other day.

“Please?” you ask again.

“If you’re so desperate, then take it. Be a pretty little toy and sit on my cock.” Changmin practically spits out his words.

You don’t need to be told twice. You lift yourself up on your knees and slowly drop yourself down on Changmin’s cock. He smirks and lets out a low chuckle before thrusting up into you. You practically crumble in his arms. You’ve been desperate to have one of them inside you, and now you’re overwhelmed with just one. Changmin continues to bounce you on his cock and releases small grunts occasionally. You’re so far gone in pleasure that you don’t even notice Hyunggu joining you on the bed. The brunette slides a hand around your waist while his other holds your chin to look in the mirror again.

“So beautiful,” he muses, “look at you being such a good girl for us.”

“Pretty little whore.” Changmin chuckles.

“You think you’re ready to take me too?”

You nod and lay your cheek against Changmin’s shoulder, keeping your eyes on the mirror. Changmin’s hair is falling down in his eyes, and his hand rubs comforting circles on the hip that isn’t occupied by Hyunggu. Changmin stops his thrusts to allow Hyunggu to start pushing into you. You gasp at the first intrusion. Still, you keep your eyes on the mirror.

“You’re doing so good, baby.” Changmin soothes.

You didn’t expect Changmin to be the one to comfort you in this situation. Not that it comes completely out of left field. Given how he cared for you last time, he’s amazing at aftercare, but you weren’t expecting it during a scene. After a few moments, Hyunggu is fully inside you too. Both of them stay still for a moment waiting for your signal that you are ready. Changmin peppers kisses along your neck and shoulder. Hyunggu slides his hand over yours and locks your fingers together, running his thumb along the side of your hand.

“‘M ready now.” you say shakily.

“Are you sure?” Changmin checks.

“I’m sure.” you give him a lazy smile, “Fuck me.”

Between the two of them, you almost instantly come crashing into your orgasm. They have opposing strokes. As one goes in, the other is pulling out. It sends your body and mind into absolute madness in the best way possible. Changmin was already on his way to his high since he’s been fucking you slightly longer. Hyunggu, though, you’ve noticed, is already on the brink of his high. You couldn’t blame him really, being wrapped up in a tight pussy and all the foreplay from earlier. Hyunggu pulls out and cums across your lower back, watching how it drips down onto the bedding below you. Changmin, on the other hand, continues to thrust up into you. You’re extremely sensitive but so lust-drunk that you don’t even care about the bite of overstimulation taking over. When Changmin does cum, he paints your walls white with cum. Despite the burning overstimulation you’re feeling, you tumble your way into another orgasm. You cling to him as if your life depends on it.

“Are you back with us, pretty?” you hear Hyunggu’s voice call.

“Mmh,” you hum, “I’m here.”

“Do you want another bath? I’ll get the water running.” Changmin offers.

You shake your head and cling to him. Only now, processing that you’re lying down and cuddling against his chest. You hear him chuckle and feel his hand gently pet your hair. Hyunggu shuffles around the room, likely picking up clothing that had been thrown around the room. Then, you hear him sigh.

“I’ll be heading back upstairs now.” he announces.

“Why?” you practically whine.

“Princess, as much as this was fun. It’s clear you’re much more into Changmin than you are me.” he admits, “If you two ever want more fun, though, I’m always here.”

Without another word, he’s out of the room. Changmin carefully sits you both up and runs his fingertips lightly along your spine. He places fleeting kisses along your shoulder mixed with praise. He carries you into the en-suite bathroom and sets you down on the counter before running the bath. You pout at him for putting you down, but he just kisses the pout away. Just like a few days ago, you find yourself resting against his chest in the bath. Your mind starts wandering, namely to Hyunggu’s comment.

“What’s on your mind? I can practically hear the cogs turning in there.” he teases.

“What Hyunggu said earlier. Do you-” you stop yourself.

“I see it if that’s what you’re implying. I like you a lot too. I guess there’s just this magnetic pull about you that I just can’t escape.”

“Do you wanna try it?”

“What is ‘it’?”

“I don’t know if you do….” you sigh, “I don’t know if you do dating, but we’re both going back to the same place, and we clearly have some sort of chemistry beyond sexual. I get it if you don’t want to and you just want-”

“Shh,” he hushes you with a chuckle, wrapping his arms around you tighter, “that sounds nice. Do you know that little book cafe on campus?” you nod, “We can go there for lunch or something once we get back. Cool?”

“Cool.”

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[angelic-jeonghan1004]

Saying I love you for the first time || Yonghoon

I thought of Yonghoon and the smile he'd have on his face for the first time his s/o says ily and my writer self immediately had to get to work

Pairing: Yonghoon x reader

Genre: fluff so much fluff

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Yonghoon

Something about today you knew today was the day

The longer you two where together the more you realized how much this man means to you

The way Yonghoon takes care of you is like a love so pure and foreign

The way he'd get you your favorite food even if you didn't ask for it

How he'd stay by your side for any tough moments

When you'd be stressed how he'd sing you a lullaby to calm your nerves

Everything he does for you you try your best to reciprocate back

And as you took the time to be grateful of this name and all his fondness of you

You knew it was the time

It was a peaceful moment between the two of you in comfortable silence together

You went to grab his attention and once you saw his eyes on you that's when you said it

You could see the way his heart melted

The grin on his face you could tell you made him feel on top of the world

Such simple words had his heart just flying

You smiled at him bashfully

He was so starstruck he hadn't even realized he hadn't said it back yet

Suspect him to take your hands and rub the back of them with his thumb

The sweetest I love you you've ever heard

You could feel the genuine happiness you gave him as he said each word

Complete puppy love from this man he'll be on cloud 9 the rest of the day

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[julyarchives]

Something About You || (M)

Visiting Hyunggu in his studio end up with you helping him finish his song in the best way you could have thought.

→ Pairing: Hyunggu (Kino) x Female Reader

→ Genre: Smut;

→ Words:  2.2K

→ Contains: Established Relationship; Fingering; Implied Exhibitionism; Audio Recording.

→ A/n: Thank you so much for this request, writing Kino in his studio was so much fun 🌚 we hope you like reading it as much as we did writing it

One of the perks of having a very talented boyfriend was being able to watch him in action and beam freely. So that's why every Friday you'd try to visit Hyunggu at the studio where he'd be recording and producing songs all the time. It was amazing to watch him compose and record, fully immersed in the task and having amazing results, especially lately that he's focusing on more lewd songs and voice tones.

Last week you couldn't make it and had to stay in, skipping your weekly visit, so you were dying to meet him there already. You arrived earlier than usual and knocked on the door eagerly. It took him a few seconds to unlock the door but it was worth it only to see him with the biggest warm smile as he saw you standing by the door. Hyunggu reached for your hand and pulled you inside the room delicately, only to close and lock the door behind him.

"You didn't text when you left. I thought you couldn't come again!" he said, smiling even wider.

"Surprise!", you giggled and laced your arms around his neck, feeling his hands hold your waist. You gave him a peck on the lips and earned a small giggle from him as well.

"The best surprise, baby!", he kissed you once more and moved to detach from you and hold your hand, taking your purse and placing it on the side table.

"What are you working on today?", you asked, following him more into the studio and into the recording booth. There were many papers laying around the table inside since the booth had a small table and a two-seat couch since he'd direct himself from within the booth anyway.

"It's a… it's a new song. Not finished yet, let me take the papers out…", he blushed and started fumbling with the papers and it only got your curiosity to rise up.

"You always show me the process, Hyunggu. What are you hiding?", you reached for a paper but he held it above your head, some others on his other hand he hid behind himself.

"Don't be curious, Y/N", he was still blushing but masked it with a slight smirk. You pouted at him and stared at your hands, watching him unguard discreetly. When Hyunggu moved to gather all the papers in one hand you were quick and snatched a few, taking some steps back and reading them quickly.

"Ha! I wi- oh", as you began reading, you noticed the content of the song and blushed. It had to be the most explicit song he ever wrote.

"I- yeah…", he laughed awkwardly. "I wanted you to hear it when I finished…". Hyunggu sat on the couch and looked at you with a mix of embarrassment and amusement at your antics to get the papers.

"Well, it's perfect as everything you do!", you placed the papers on the table again and gently sat on his lap, legs together on his side, hands caressing his nape gently.

"Wait until you hear it!", he sounded excited and you smiled, it was beautiful to watch him talk so proudly about his work.

"Now?", you squeaked and he nodded, getting up quickly and leaving you waiting up for him.

Hyunggu went outside the booth and tapped a few times on the keyboard and the song started to resonate in the room since the headphones weren't plugged in. The melody was amazing and alluring, your body moving gently to the beat he played for you. You heard him faintly saying the lyrics over it, head following the beat, eyes closed and lost in the song. It was a beautiful sight and so attractive, the lyrics, the melody, his movements, everything made you want him even more than usual; but then, that's what he did every time you saw him.

When it was over, he pressed a few more buttons and opened the mic, smirking once more at you.

"What do you think?".

"I think I can't wait to hear the final piece… and the dance for it", you winked and he laughed, the sound beautifully loud around the room.

He left the seat in front of the computer and went to sit on the couch once more, pulling you to his lap.

"You'll be the first to hear it when I finish", he said gently and kissed your lips.

"I'll love to!", you answered and Hyunggu hummed in agreement, watching you as he caressed your sides. "So… where did the inspiration come from, huh?", you smirked at him.

He smiled and hid his face on your neck, his soft laugh tickling the skin. Your fingers ran through his hair and he exhaled. He hummed again when you tried to get his head back to look at you and you giggled at his antics.

"You know where it came from, baby", he said, finally relenting and looking back at you.

You kissed each of his cheeks and his lips, earning a smile that quickly turned smug. The hand that was on your waist circled your frame and he fully hugged you, eyes taking you in with interest.

"You know that whenever I think of you, I can't help it to think of how pretty you look when we're together…", Hyunggu was fully smirking now, moving you so you could fully straddle him on the couch. "The song came up when I was particularly missing you", his tone was teasing, breathy and you just knew you were in for something. "Had to take care of my… condition, right here on this couch because of your memories".

You hummed, going in for the kiss you knew was coming, with your eyes closed you moved so you could meet him halfway in a kiss that never came. You opened your eyes and saw his teasing face, his loose smile, and a laid-back attitude full-on display for you. Not wanting to give in, you kept caressing his hair with your fingers but straightened up, knees fully on the couch. With the pretext of adjusting yourself back straight, you wiggled, moving sideways slowly and then back and forth with a slight frown that quickly turned into a smirk at the sight of your boyfriend squirming with you and closing his eyes while biting his lips.

"If it was that nice, why don't you show me, Hyunggu?", your voice sounded deep even for your ears and he groaned lowly in his throat, one hand supporting the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss.

"No", he mumbled. You pulled back surprised, maybe you read the situation wrong. He smirked and moved until his lips met your ear, whispering slowly "I won't spend time with myself if I have you here, Y/N".

It took your breath away, both of you moving for a kiss at the same time, the need to have him was overpowering and you knew he felt the same. You moved with the kiss, his teasing never stopping, his teeth biting your lower lip and pulling, not to hurt but to drive you crazy, and it worked. His hands took the hem of your shirt and pulled, quickly getting rid of it, his eyes dropping to your covered breasts and licking his lips, hands expertly undoing your bra and throwing it somewhere.

His mouth found your nipples and licked them in turns, getting small moans out of you while you tried to get him out of his shirt as well. Hyunggu took his time pretending to not notice what you tried to do, too busy with his face on your breasts. You whined frustrated when he pulled back but it quickly faded to the sight of him panting and smiling at you, taking his shirt off smoothly.

Your kisses only grew hotter, your tongues moving together and your skin getting goosebumps. By the time he pulled your pants down to your thighs, you could feel how wet you were and how hard he was, your lower bodies moving on their own accord, desperate for release already.

"How come when I'm with you, I get so desperate so easily?", you whispered into his kiss, grinding down on him.

"I can say the same, baby", he bit your neck gently and then nudged your nose with his own. "Lay down for me".

You didn't have to hear twice to follow, getting up and sitting next to him, laying your body partly on the armrest until he got up and you could slide down on the couch. Hyunggu took your pants off all the way, teasing with the lace on your panties and making you squirm before taking it out completely. He stood there looking at you for a few seconds before something outside the booth got his attention and he smirked, looking down at you with a new kind of malice in his eyes.

Before you could ask what was happening, he took his pants and underwear off, kneeling on the couch in front of you. He kissed you, then, with fervor, hands massaging your breasts and you bit your lip to contain your moans.

"Oh no. That won't do", Hyunggu pulled away from you and placed his index finger on your lips. "I want to hear you moaning for me", he took his finger out and placed them at your slit, sliding up and down lazily, "Can you do that?".

You nodded eagerly, moaning seconds after when his finger entered you easily with how wet you were. He smirked at you, watching you move with his finger in amazement. When he took his finger out, he placed it on his mouth, moaning around the digit that was covered in your juices and you moaned along. Your legs snaked around his waist and pulled him closer, a smile plastered on your lips mirroring his. Hyunggu entered you carefully but you could feel how desperate he was for you as well, his cock throbbing inside of you.

Your hips moved up when he finally was completely inside of you and you moaned loudly, him taking the lead and thrusting deep inside of you, hands gripping the armrest on the couch. He picked up a rhythm easily and you writhed under him, his thrusts being slow and deep, his eyes locked on yours.

Every time he moved back, taking himself almost completely out and pushed inside at once and deep you moaned, head falling back even if you tried to look right back at him. How could not, he was the embodiment of lust, hair falling on his face, sweaty and panting, muscles trembling from the effort. Your hands wandered all over his torso, leaving a trail of nail marks, making Hyunggu hiss and thrust harder inside of you.

It wouldn't take long for you to orgasm and you knew he was right there with you, so you made the choice to sit up a bit, clenching around him and using your forearms behind you to support your upper body, face going straight to his neck and collarbones, leaving kisses, licks and bites all over. Hyunggu supported himself on one arm and placed his hand on your neck, holding on strongly to guide you to a heated kiss, the new angle of your bodies taking you both to the edge quickly.

He moaned your name against your mouth and you did the same, following his name with loud moans and a chant of his name as he made you cum with a very hard and deep thrust. You heard him let out praises to you, whispered just for your ears to hear. He came like that, your name on his lips and arms shaking above you.

When Hyunggu collapsed on top of you, he promptly started to give your face plenty of kisses, nuzzling against your face, your collarbone, and your chest, your hands caressing his hair and face, placing a few strands of hair behind his ear. The only sound you could hear was both of your breathing trying to go back to even and the distant sound of tape running.

"Hyunggu?", he hummed in answer. "What's with the tape on going outside?".

He moved again to hover above you with a smirk.

"Oh, that's just me getting the material I need for the finishing touches of the new beat you heard today".

"You recorded us?!", you wanted to shout but whispered instead. You laughed at his expression and even if that was a surprise you trusted him completely and knew it was all just a game for your boyfriend.

"I would never put you in a bad situation, Y/N. But your moaning would make a great back sound to the chorus", he winked and even if he was being playful, you knew he'd respect you to no end.

"Well, I guess you have some mixing to do then, baby". He beamed at your answer and kissed you deeply once more.

"Maybe later", he said, body moving directly on top of you once more. "I don't think I have enough of your moans yet".

If he gave you time, he'd know you were completely down to moan for him whenever he wanted but you only followed, still amused at your clever boyfriend.

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[princekunge]

Glimmer | Mermaid!Kino

Kino x Fem!Reader | Word Count: 4,146

A/N: Mermaid aus are not my go to for reading or writing, but I was thinking about Kino one day and how beautiful he would be as a mermaid and eventually this fic demanded I write it. So here it is. Also rip Hongseok I’m so sorry. 

The sea breeze felt cool against your skin as you sat on the dock, your feet dangling off the edge with your hands behind you supporting your weight, the wood from the dock digging into the palm of your hand. Your eyes were closed as you took in the sound of the waves and the feeling of the warm sun on your skin. You used to spend almost every day out here when you were growing up, playing in the sand along the beach building terrible sandcastles, taking running leaps off your dock into the water to see how far out you could jump, watching the fisherman bringing their boats in at night because your friend had told you that sometimes they caught mermaids. It was a ridiculous notion to be sure, but it took far longer for you to grow out of the idea than you would like to admit. 

Local legend always had whispers of mermaids living beneath the shore and many in your town believed they were real. Some said that if you saw the tail of a mermaid before your wedding day that it would bring you luck, others said that if you were to look into the eyes of a mermaid you would surely die that very day. Your mother believed that mermaids had the ability to heal and we’re forces of good.

You felt a little guilty even now about the last time she had brought it up in conversation. It was your second semester of college.You had moved away to the city to study and had fallen victim to the siren call of the lights and fast paced life that it offered. When you had called your mother one day to catch up and she had started to ramble about mermaids you, in no uncertain terms, had told her that you didn’t have time for backwater superstitions and that she was dumb for believing in them. Needless to say your relationship with your mother had been strained ever since.

This was the first time you had returned to the coastal town you had grown up in since going off to college in fact. It had been years since you left for the city, and years since you had graduated from your university, but the town hadn’t changed a bit.

“There you are, I’ve been looking for you everywhere,” A familiar voice said from behind you, making you turn away from the sea. Your fiance stood at the beginning of the dock with his hands on his hips as he looked at you. You had brought him with you to meet your parents and show him the town you had grown up in, but from the minute you all had arrived it was painfully obvious how much he did not fit in with the life of the town. Yang Hongseok, your fiance, had been an acting major in college and was currently lined up to play the second lead in an upcoming drama. The two of you had met in college through your friend Hwitaek who took a little too much pleasure getting involved with his friends' love lives. Regardless, the two of you had hit it off your junior year of university and had been dating ever since. When Hongseok had popped the question one night at dinner a few months ago it seemed like the logical next step for your relationship. “What are you doing over there?” He asked.

“Enjoying the sound of the waves and getting some sun, thinking about how much I used to do this when I was growing up,” you answered. “Want to join me?” 

“No thanks. I would need to put on way more sunscreen and less expensive pants to do that,” He replied, turning down your offer. “Come on babe, I booked us a trip on one of the sightseeing boats for a look along the coast, we don’t want to be late.”

You sighed, looking back out at the waves. “I’ll be there in a second,” you said somewhat distractedly.

“Ok, but hurry up, you know I don’t like to wait and I spent a lot of money on this boat. I don’t want to miss it,” Hongseok replied, putting his hands in his pockets before wandering back to your childhood home up the beach.

You sighed again pulling your legs up to your chest, watching the waves break against a nearby outcropping of rocks. When you were 10 you had fearlessly climbed the rocks pretending to be a pirate looking for treasure, but instead of treasure you had seen a boy around your age in the water with bright pink hair. The sight had shocked you so much that you had almost fallen off the rocks, but when you blinked he had disappeared. You had never seen the boy before that day and hadn’t seen him since. You figured he must have been a tourist visiting with his family, but something about that conclusion didn’t quite sit right with you. Ever since you couldn’t help but feel drawn to the outcropping; often spending most of your days either on the docks looking at the waves or climbing the rocks and sitting there for hours. 

It was as you were staring off at the waves that for a moment you thought you saw a shock of pink hair out by the rocks. You sat up straighter, putting your legs down again and leaning forward, but as you strained your eyes to try and look there was nothing there. You frowned, feeling slightly disappointed in a way that you didn’t fully understand. You shook your head and stood up, sending one last look back toward the outcropping before heading back home. 

Hongseok was waiting for you with crossed arms and an irritated look on his face. “I think your definition of ‘I’ll be there in a second’ is very different from mine,” He huffed out as you walked through the door, wiping the sand off your feet on the mat as you entered.

“Sorry, I got lost in thought,” You replied. You met the gaze of your mother who was drying dishes in the kitchen who quickly looked away. You knew she didn’t approve of Hongseok, neither did your father for that matter. While neither of them had said anything outright, you could tell in their body posture and whispered conversations when they thought you weren’t around. The four of you had plans to go out to dinner the next night so you hoped that it would help ease the tension between the four of you and convince them that you were happy. “I’ll go get changed and be right down. Won’t take me long,”

You put on a more appropriate outfit for the sightseeing trip and quickly bounded back downstairs where Hongseok was waiting for you by the door. 

The boat tour was beautiful, you couldn’t help but be entranced by the way the ocean waves glittered under the setting sun and soaked up all the information the captain shared with you as you sailed along the coast. Leaning against the railing of the boat you could just barely see the outline of the town you had grown up in; with the setting of the sun you could see the lights being turned on in homes and lamps being lit outside. It was beautiful and it was peaceful, and you couldn’t help but wonder why you had ever left in the first place.

“Babe get this,” Hongseok chuckled lightly as he walked over to join you by the railing. “According to our captain here these waters are home to mermaids, can you believe that? Who knew there were people who still believed in that kind of silly superstition these days.”

A weak smile reached your lips, “I know right? You would think if mermaids existed scientists would have found them by now.”

“That’s what I told him, but he insisted that they’re out there,” Hongseok laughed again. “I think the people in this town have spent a little too much time out under the sun, good thing you got out of here when you did.” 

You couldn’t find it in you to laugh with him, in fact it stung you a little to hear him so easily make fun of the people you had grown up with and the town that had raised you. “Yeah, good thing huh,” You said half-heartedly, ignoring the feeling in your chest as you slipped your arms around his waist and leaned your head against his chest; your gaze once again turning towards the sea. As the sun continued to glitter across the ocean for a moment you thought you saw the brief glitter of scales under the water, but they disappeared just as quickly.

That night as you fell asleep in Hongseok’s arms you dreamt of pink hair and blue scales that glittered like diamonds. 

The next morning you found yourself pulled back out to the beach. It was still early, and the sun was just beginning to rise. You had left your fiance sleeping in bed, but figured he wouldn’t mind too much. You spent most of the morning walking along the beach, letting the waves wash over your feet and picking up seashells to look at that you found interesting before returning them to the ocean. You didn’t pay any attention to the passage of time, but eventually you noticed that the sun wasn’t as high in the sky anymore and your stomach was rumbling. You figured that you should probably head back home.

“There you are! You keep running off and disappearing for hours, it's messing up my plans!” Hongseok exclaimed as you entered through the back door, “I wanted to take you out to lunch at this nice restaurant in the next town over, but you were gone so long and didn’t take your phone I had to cancel our reservations.”

“Oh, I’m sorry baby, I didn’t realize how late it was getting,” You said looking at the clock, it was well past lunchtime and drifting into the evening. “I was walking along the beach looking at the scenery, I’ve really missed this place.” 

“It’s fine I guess,” Hongseok waved off. “But it’s getting pretty late already and we’re having dinner with your parents, you should go get ready.”

“Ok, I’ll be right down,” You said before running upstairs to change. 

True to your word you changed quickly, putting on your favorite dress and earrings that matched the expensive engagement ring Hongseok had gotten you. You eyed it briefly as you stood in your childhood bedroom. When you showed it off to your friends in the city you had felt so proud about how big it was and how much it shined in the lights of the city, but ever since arriving back home it looked foreign and out of place on your hand. You shook your head as if to push the thought out of your head before returning downstairs where Hongseok was waiting. 

“You’re parent’s already left for the restaurant, you ready?” Hongseok asked. 

“Yep, let's go!” You said forcing a smile to your face as you threaded your arm through his, letting him lead you out of the house. 

It was a short trip to the restaurant but it felt like ages. The closer you got the more the pit of dread in your stomach grew. You weren’t even sure what it was that you were dreading, but the feeling remained regardless. Your parents were already seated at a table on the patio overlooking the beach when you arrived. You greeted them with a smile, but the tension had not gone away. The waiter came and went with your drink order as you looked over the menu, idly biting your bottom lip not looking forward to the inevitable conversation to come, not understanding what about it you dreaded so much. The waiter returned and took down your meal order before taking up the menus and all you were left to do was fidget with the ring that sat heavy on your finger. 

“So, Hongseok,” Your father began and you wondered if the pit in your stomach would swallow you whole. Part of you wished it would. “Why do you want to marry our daughter?” Straight to the heart of the matter, your father had never been one to mince words. 

Hongseok blinked as if he hadn’t even considered it before, “Why? Why wouldn’t I want to marry your daughter? We've been dating for years and we fit well together; it makes sense for us to get married.” Yes it made sense. You and Hongseok had always made sense and your friends in college always said that one day you would get married. You suddenly wished you had stopped and asked them why it made sense, because you were having trouble coming up with an answer. 

Your father frowned, his face as disapproving as ever. You took great interest in looking out over the water wondering if you could run away from this conversation. Wondering if you could run away and become sea foam.  “Don’t you love each other?” Your mother spoke up, concern covering her features.

Hongsoek tilted his head as if to think about it, “love? Yes I suppose we love each other.” You suppose you should have felt something at his words. 

Your mother turned to look at you, “Honey? Don’t you have anything to add?” She asked, almost pleading with you. For you to speak up and explain why you and Hongseok made sense, why you and Hongeok should get married. 

You felt like a deer caught in the headlights, as three pairs of eyes turned to look at you waiting for you to say something. “I,” you began. What were you supposed to say? That you were happy together, and that you loved each other and wanted to spend the rest of your lives together? When was the last time Hongseok had told you he loved you? When was the last time you had said you loved him? You couldn’t remember. That was wrong, right? People who were getting married should be telling each other they love one another, so then why couldn’t you bring yourself to say it. “I,” you tried again, but it was like the words wouldn’t or couldn’t come out, like the air was being sucked from your lungs and the eyes of everyone were suffocating you. “I need to go!” You said standing up suddenly, pushing your chair out from under you. In your haste it toppled over. Your parents and Hongseok looked at you in surprise at your sudden exclamation. “I need to go to the beach. I just, I can’t do this. I can’t. I can’t do this. I need to go.” You said, backing away from the table.

“Babe?” Hongseok spoke up, confusion in his voice.

You turned and ran as your mother called out after you. 

You didn’t pay attention to where you were going, you didn’t care. You just knew you had to get away. With every step you took, you felt the pit in your stomach grow smaller and smaller and it became easier to breathe. Somewhere along the way you ditched your expensive shoes to go barefoot. Eventually you found yourself standing on a familiar dock looking out at a familiar outcropping of rocks.

You took deep breaths of the salty ocean air, closing your eyes and letting the sound of the waves overtake you. After a few moments you laid down on your stomach on the dock with your head resting on your arms looking down at the water, trying to calm down and wondering how much you would regret it if you were to get into the water in your favorite dress. The sun was setting on the horizon and it painted a masterpiece on the water. 

You were looking at this masterpiece when a shock of pink hair and a face broke through the water beneath you and surfaced. You gasped, eyes wide. It was a man and he was stunning. His pink hair fell delicately around his face and his skin seemed to faintly glimmer under the setting sun. You had never seen anyone so beautiful before in your life. Your eyes met his and you couldn’t seem to move. 

“Hi,” you breathed out.

His eyes trailed your face as a smirk pulled at his lips before he grabbed the edge of the dock and pulled himself up closer so that he was only inches from your face. “Hello,” He said, his gaze still traveling over your face. Now that more of his body had been pulled out of the water you could see that where normally men would be wearing swim trunks, his skin gave way to shimmering blue scales that shone like diamonds. 

You gasped again, “You’re… you’re a mermaid!”

His smirk pulled wider into a grin, “Are you scared?” He asked, his eyes searching yours.

Something tickled in the back of your mind, a memory that you had somehow forgotten. 

“You’re a mermaid!” You exclaim from the rocks, crawling closer to look at the boy and his diamond tail sitting nearby.

“Are you scared?” He challenged, jutting his chin out at you and crossing his arms over his chest. 

You scoffed, “Me? Scared? Never! I’m a pirate, I'm not scared of anything!”

“You don’t look like a pirate, you just look like a silly girl playing pretend.” The boy sneered.

You gasped, affronted by his insult. “I am too a pirate! I’ll prove it to you!” You stood up and tried to clamber over the rocks to grab your toy cutlass, but in your haste slipped on the wet rocks. The pain as you fell against the rocks into the sea was instantaneous and you attempted to cry out, but your mouth began to fill with sea water. Blood from a wound you couldn’t see began to spread in the water as you choked and gasped for breath. You were scared. You were going to die at 10 years old and no one would ever know what happened to you. 

Suddenly arms wrapped around your body and hauled you out of the water onto solid land, giving you the opportunity to cough out the water that had filled your lungs and finally catch your breath. You were still in pain and your head hurt immensely. You reached up to touch where it hurt and your hand came away bloody. Not knowing what else to do you began to cry.

“Hey, what are you doing. Don’t cry! I just saved your life, stop crying!” The voice of the boy said from beside you. “Ugh stop crying, here let me-” He trailed off as he roughly placed one of his hands against your wound and began to sing. You slowly stopped crying as you listened to his song and by the time he stopped the pain had completely gone away. 

“Wha-what did you do?” You hiccuped. 

“What do you think, I healed you of course,” He replied, proud of himself. 

You sat up straight, looking at him in surprise, “You healed me? Are you magic!” You asked.

The boy scoffed again, “Of course I’m magic, I'm a merman.”

You gave him a dubious look, “You aren’t a man, you look like you’re the same age as me.”

The boy huffed, “I am too!” He insisted. “But anyway, I saved your life, that means it's mine now!”

“What!” You exclaimed, “No it’s not. You can’t have me.”

“Well… maybe not now, but someday. Looks like I’m the pirate and you’re my treasure!” The boy laughed, and the sound was music in the wind. 

You blinked and met the eyes of the boy who had finally become a man. You wondered how you could have forgotten such an event, but figured the answer lay in what he had said all those years ago. He was magic.

“What’s your name?” You asked

“Kino,” He replied, giving you another smile that felt a bit devious. The boy you had met all those years ago had changed a lot. His eyes traveled from your face down to where your hands gripped the edge of the dock, landing on the ostentatious engagement ring sitting there. His devious smile fell to a frown and his eyes met yours with a glare in them. “I thought I told you. I saved your life, that means it’s mine now.”

You looked down at the ring, feeling the way it dug into your skin. “I- I didn’t remember,” you said.

“Well you remember now,” He says matter-of-factly, the glare still on his face. “Or maybe you’ve just spent too much time out under the sun.” His eyes hardened even more. 

Your eyes widened at his words, “You were by the boat!”

“I had to keep an eye on what’s mine,” He explained, looking at you intently. You felt small under his gaze, but couldn’t find it in you to look away. Suddenly Kino was smiling a devious smile again, “Do you think I’m pretty?” He asked. You blinked at the question, then blushed. His smile widened even more. “Do you think I’m beautiful?” He asked, lowering his voice as he pulled himself up even closer. Part of you wanted to retreat as his face drew even closer to yours, but an even larger part of you didn’t want to. “Do you want to kiss me?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. You blushed even harder at his words and his eyes gleamed.

You were only centimeters from his face now and it was as if he was the sun and you were being pulled in by his gravitational force as his breath ghosted across your lips tempting you forward. Your eyes flitted from his down to his lips before finding his eyes once again. “A kiss comes at a cost though,” He shared, practically whispering as if the two of you were sharing a secret. “Do you think you’re willing to pay it?” You felt yourself leaning forward toward him, as you moved closer he slowly began to lower himself back down toward the water. “All you have to do... is say yes.” He muttered, his nose brushing against yours. 

A good portion of your body was now leaning precariously over the edge of the dock tempting you to fall into the water and into him, but you didn’t care. You wanted to kiss him. You wanted to know what the ocean felt like on his lips. You wanted to know what magic tasted like.

“...yes,” you breathed out, your eyes closing right before his lips crashed into yours.

Kino kissed you like his life depended on it and it made you dizzy. Your hands found their way to his face as you kissed him back and it was as if you were waking up from a dream for the first time in your life. That before this moment you had just existed, but now you were alive. Your whole world centered down to the feeling of his lips on yours. 

You felt one of his hands rest on your cheek while the other found your hand that was currently entangled in his hair. His fingers deftly tugged something off your ring finger and dropped it in the ocean. Something in the back of your mind told you there was someone who would be very upset by the amount of money that was currently sinking to the bottom of the ocean, but for the life of you, you couldn’t think of who or why you cared as you lost yourself in the taste of Kino’s lips.

His hands grasped either side of your head and pulled you closer to him. You were getting to the point where you were about to need to come up for air, and if it wasn’t for Kino supporting your weight you would have definitely fallen in the water by now. His kisses were distracting though and neither of those facts registered in your mind. All you wanted, all you knew was that you needed to keep kissing him. “Mine,” He muttered fiercely against your lips. Everything else faded in the back of your mind as he pulled you off the dock and under the surface of the water, his lips never once leaving yours. 

Local legend always had whispers of mermaids living beneath the shore. Some said that if you saw the tail of a mermaid before your wedding day that it would bring you luck, others said that if you were to look into the eyes of a mermaid you would surely die that very day. Your mother believed that mermaids had the ability to heal and we’re forces of good. And you? You knew they were all true. 

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[oceanlix]

Day 10: Skinny dipping + Yeo One

Pairing: Yeo One x female reader

Genre: Smut

Word count: 2002

Warnings: Dirty talk, thigh riding, nipple play (male receiving), fingering, slight biting, public sex, unprotected sex, they’re drinking alcohol but still sober/consenting

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

“Hey, are you okay? You look kinda mad,” your friend says, but she’s fighting back a smile.

You kinda hate her right now for inviting you over to the house she’s watching without any prior notice. You also kinda hate her for not telling you to bring a bathing suit so you could swim in the giant heated pool. But most of all, you hate her for not telling you that her boyfriend’s hot friend was also going to be present.

“No, I’m not okay!” you whisper-yell at her, gesturing towards Changgu standing a few feet away. “He’s hot and I’m totally unprepared!”

Your friend giggles. “I knew you’d chicken out if I told you he was coming, so I made an executive decision.”

With a roll of your eyes, you let out a huff. “But I don’t even have a bathing suit!”

“Trust me, I don’t mind.” You whip your head around to see Changgu walking up behind you, two drinks in his hands. He winks and holds one cup out to you, which your friend takes as her cue to scurry away. You decide to deal with her later.

“Very funny,” you laugh nervously, but you accept the red cup from his hand and take a sip. You gag a little; what the hell did Hyunggu put in this jungle juice and why is it burning?

Changgu leads you over to the far side of the pool where there’s a cabana, the two of you sitting down together. Your friend and her boyfriend are sitting by the fire pit with the rest of the people she invited over, not noticing that you’ve both slipped away.

“I was just kidding earlier,” Changgu says, looking over his cup at you. “I don’t want you to think I’m a creep or anything.”

You wave your hands frantically, turning your attention back to the man across from you. “No, I know you were joking! I just didn’t expect you to be right behind me.”

Changgu smirks, poking his cheek with his tongue as he looks down at his drink. You feel incredibly nervous talking to him one-on-one like this, but at least you think you’re managing it well.

“So, are you gonna go swimming with us later?” he asks you. You shake your head.

“I didn’t bring a bathing suit, remember?” You look over at your friend across the pool and sigh. “I can’t believe she forgot to tell me to bring one.”

“Well, like I said earlier, I don’t mind.” Changgu is smirking when you glance at him, scooting closer to where you sit. “You’re hot.”

You take a big sip of your drink, the burn almost making you choke. But anything seems better than meeting his eyes while he drapes his arm across the back of your seat.

“Thanks,” you mumble, not really sure what to say. He’s putting the moves on heavy and you can barely keep up.

“Will you please swim with me?” he asks, voice as sweet as syrup. You lift your head just in time for him to grab your chin, his face impossibly close to yours. You almost want to close your eyes in case he decides to kiss you.

Changgu backs away suddenly and pulls his shirt off with a grin, challenging you. You don’t want to chicken out, but he’s so hot and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t just a little afraid of what his reaction to your body will be.

“I don’t bite,” he teases, looking you up and down. “Unless you’re into that, of course.”

Fuck it, you think. When will a chance like this come again? He’s always got pretty girls around him every other time you’ve crossed paths; tonight, he’s all yours. You grab the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, then unhook your bra and toss it aside too. You don’t stop to see his reaction, you just continue shoving your jeans and panties down until you’re totally bare. You quickly jump into the pool before anyone from the fire pit looks over, hiding yourself in the water.

Changgu jumps in a moment later. You’re thankful that the pool lights are dimmed, so neither one of you is actually that exposed. It still sends a thrill through your body though.

“I’m surprised you actually did it,” he tells you, swimming up to where you’re leaning against the wall. He places both of his arms on either side of you, locking you in. Changgu slides one leg between yours, his thigh just barely brushing against your pussy. He dips his head down next to your ear and kisses the skin there. “Aren’t you afraid they’ll see you?”

You look over his shoulder at your other friends. You don’t actually want to get caught, but the idea is hot enough that you slide your pussy along his thigh in response. “I’m sure you’ll keep me hidden,” you answer.

Changgu growls and reaches below the water to grab your hips. He pulls you flush against his chest, your breasts trapped between you. “I’ve wanted to see you like this for a while,” he admits, palming your ass. “Hyunggu warned me not to mess with you since you’re his friend, but I don’t have any bad intentions.”

You raise your eyebrows. “So getting me naked in a pool is pure of heart?” You snicker a little as he pauses, pulling back slightly.

“Well,” Changgu starts, sucking in a breath as he looks down at you. “I’m still a man, after all.”

You rub your hands across his chest, taking in the way his muscles shudder when you brush your thumbs over his nipples. You can feel his cock hardening against your thigh, excitement running through your veins. Having this much power over a man so attractive is really getting you going.

“Can I fuck you?” he asks suddenly, so suddenly that you let out a little snort. As if you could say no at this point, your pussy throbbing with the need to feel him inside of you. You hook your arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss.

“Please do,” you whisper against his lips, rocking your pussy over his cock. Changgu groans, squeezing your ass once before he slips a finger inside of you. The water doesn’t do much in terms of lubrication, but you’re turned on enough that it doesn’t really matter.

You eye your group of friends over his shoulder again, almost hoping someone will turn and make eye contact with you. Would they call you out, alert the others? Or would they stay quiet, watching the little show you’re putting on? You moan softly in Changgu’s ear, his finger pressing against your spot at the same moment.

“Shh,” he coos, stroking your hip with his free hand. “You don’t want to get caught, right?” He looks down at you and slowly a smirk starts to spread across his face. “Or maybe you do? What a dirty girl you are, I wouldn’t have guessed.”

He adds another finger, making you rock against his hand. “That’s it,” he encourages, kissing along the shell of your ear. You grip his wrist tightly, keeping his hand in place while you chase your high.

“Ah, Changgu,” you sigh, eyes falling closed. Your other hand comes up to play with your breasts, pinching your nipples. “Feels so good.”

He bites down on the spot between your neck and shoulder, immediately soothing the area with his tongue. You slide your hand down between your bodies and take his hard cock in your hand, stroking it.

“I’m ready,” you insist, but Changgu shakes his head.

“I’m bigger than I look, baby,” he says with a laugh. You whine, but allow him to insert a third finger. The stretch feels good, but it’s just not enough for you. You’re grinding desperately against his palm, pressing your clit against the heel of his hand for friction.

“Changgu please, I need you now,” you moan, digging your fingernails into his shoulders while you squeeze his cock in your hand. You glance over at your friend group again just to make sure you’re not about to get caught. Luckily, everyone is laughing loudly and not paying any attention to you two.

Changgu grunts, pulling his fingers out of you. You line his cock up with your entrance and he starts pushing in, your walls gripping him tightly. “Oh my god,” he sighs, squeezing your ass in his hands. “You’re so tight for me, baby.”

You bite down on his shoulder to keep quiet. He was right, his cock is a lot bigger than it looks. You feel impossibly full, but you want him to start moving.

“Move,” you beg, gripping his shoulders tightly as you lock your ankles behind his back. Changgu adjusts his grip on your hips and pulls out until just the tip remains. When he pushes back into you, your eyes roll back in your head slightly.

“You’re doing good,” he tells you, his pace slow. The water is still splashing a bit too loudly, and you’re a little worried it’s going to draw attention to the two of you. On the other hand, you’re almost past the point of caring. Nothing really matters now that Changgu is inside of you, filling you up so perfectly.

The pleasure starts building inside of you slowly, but when you feel him reach between your bodies to rub your clit, you almost shout out loud. The force you bite down on your lip with is so harsh that you’re surprised you don’t start bleeding.

“Changgu,” you hiss. “I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”

He kisses your neck and you can feel him smirk. “That’s the point, sweetheart. Come for me so we have an excuse to go inside and I can fuck you again, but properly.”

His words send you right over the edge, your hips bucking against him as you cum. You don’t even want to look at your friend group to see if anyone’s noticed; now that your orgasm is wearing off, you only feel embarrassed that you’ve just had sex in the pool.

Changgu pulls out of you and climbs out of the pool, walking over to the cabana where he left his swim trunks and t-shirt. He puts on his trunks and offers you the t-shirt, which definitely looks long enough to cover you. You climb out of the pool and put it on, thankful when it falls to the middle of your thigh.

“Come on, beautiful,” he says, reaching out to grab your hand. You don’t know why you feel shy now, but you avoid his gaze as you allow him to lead you over to the fire pit where the rest of your friends are.

Hyunggu spots the two of you first, whistling as he takes in your appearance. Your friend hits him in the arm, then laughs at your connected hands.

“I knew it was a good idea to not tell you to bring a bathing suit!” Your mouth drops open at her admission and you start to lunge at her, but Changgu catches you by the waist. Before you can react, he throws you over his shoulder, his hand on your ass to keep the shirt from riding up and flashing everyone at the fire pit.

“We’re going to find towels, we’ll be back later!” he says, carrying you off towards the house. You try to wriggle yourself free from his grip, but he’s a lot stronger than he looks.

Once the two of you are inside, Changgu’s hand slides under the fabric of the shirt. He pinches your ass lightly, laughing at the yelp you let out in response.

“Let’s go find the master bedroom so we can fuck in there,” he says, setting you down on the floor. He leans down for a kiss, pulling your body against his. “I want to hear all your pretty sounds this time.”

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