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tinyidle · 1 year
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i was watching jongho's birthday live when he showed his birthday merch
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but tell me why beforehand it looked like kq was selling condoms 😵‍💫
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even worse when up close
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maybe it's just me idk, i was half asleep while watching 😅
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aclowntiny · 6 months
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hiiii, can we get some headcannons on the ateez members (and/or svt👁️) on how they do aftercare please!! congrats on 800🎉🎉🎉
Of course babe ☺️ I can sure try though I have no experience in this area 😂😘 warnings: suggestive after the cut obviously 😆 but this is going to be nothing explicit because no full smut hehe this is just a mess of thoughts omg sorry in advance
Ateez + Aftercare
Hongjoong
♡ “That was amazing. You did great, my love.” Now that you’re a blushing mess, get ready to get pulled into his chest for an embrace
♡ You can hear his heartbeat, feel his exhale of comfort as he holds you close, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Let’s get in the shower before we get too comfortable, yeah?” Chuckles at the feeling of your nod against him contrasting with the way you snuggle in, teasingly pulling you up with him.
♡ Just...grins at you giddily as you step in together, almost frozen for a moment as he takes you in, eyes trailing up and down before he kisses you
♡ Almost reverent in his care as his hands brush your skin and he asks if anything he's doing hurts, so careful and yet he can't help the teasing giggles that escape him at the question, his head falling against your shoulder
♡ He has the softest clothes all ready for you, just say the word
♡ Will not go a single night like this without telling you that you're his and he's grateful for that forever (call him yours right back and he melts)
Seonghwa
♡ Oh it is bath time for sure
♡ We all know this man likes to keep clean but also??? Taking a bath together like that is so romantic to him omg. Candles and extra scents for the water are a must. Flower petals optional depending on how much prior planning time Seonghwa had
♡ Carries you bridal style to the tub every time
♡ Once you’ve sunk into the warm water, he also gives you a massage in case you’re sore anywhere, pressing light kisses to your cheek and neck as his hands work gently
♡ Just like during…er, before 🫣🤭…Seonghwa checks up on you a lot, his voice in your ear softly asking if you feel ok, if you want anything
♡ Because honestly? At this point he’d probably lasso down the moon for you 🤷🏻‍♀️ but even if you say you’re good, he’s so caring he’ll probably try to feed you anyway, like “but we should probably eat something, it’ll be good for our strength you know”. Just makes him happy to see you go along with it, so he cheers for you eating well 👏🏻
Yunho
♡ Step one: grabbing you and pressing tons of kisses to your face the moment y’all are done
♡ Step two: he’s flexible, so Yunho straight-up asks what you want and need, like if you want to stay there, shower, etc. He’ll do whatever you wanna do :)
♡ A shower fan though tbh. Because then he can stand behind you as the water warms, holding you close with his arms around your waist and swaying lightly
♡ Full shower too! You’ll get the whole spa experience while he’s feeling so clingy too, like his hands so perfectly lathering your hair and massaging your scalp before moving down to body wash, going soft and slow like you’re royalty
♡ Lays you back down before going to get you water and any snacks you request too!!! The mix of tenderness and almost wicked pride in his look as he drapes your body back onto the bed is enough to have you blushing
♡ When you sit up, habit has you pulling the sheets up around you, but Yunho chuckles and slides them back down. “There’s no need to feel like hiding anymore, remember?” His words have you blushing again, like how does he balance the sweet and cocky like that it’s truly a mystery
Yeosang
♡ "Here, let's get you cleaned off." *opens nightstand drawer and inexplicably produces a washcloth*
♡ Heart eyes melt into laughter when you in your amusement tease him, asking him what else is in there as he so gently gets you sorted out
♡ Soon you’re both laying side by side just lazily chatting and laughing, both of your heads turned upon the pillows to look each other in the eyes and Yeosang’s hand joined with yours between you two
♡ “So, uh, I don’t think we’ll fall asleep soon…wanna watch some cartoons for a bit?”
♡ You guys cuddle and watch something cute and fluffy 🥹 but Yeosang’s such a tease even during that he’s like “wow, crazy to think in a moment like this what we were just doing huh 😏”
♡ But all in all he stays soft, hand creeping back to yours and eyes barely leaving you even with the show on. When your lashes start to flutter sleepily, he smiles and sings you a lullaby
San
♡ Sorry, you’re probably not leaving the bed with this one at least not if he gets his way
♡ San personifies the phrase ‘stuck like glue’ after a night like you guys just had, his body pressed as close as he can get as his hands gently caress your sides
♡ Such naturally melts into a massage, his hands digging in a little tighter to relieve any tension you might have left
♡ Every word that falls from his lips is praise, praise for your beauty, how you make him feel, endless ways to tell you he loves you
♡ If you really want to wash up, he’ll pout and whine only to totally give in like he was planning to all along. Another member of the bath squad though it's way more intimate and romantic so bath >>> shower in San's eyes
♡ If you go to the Choi San school of aftercare otherwise if you stay laying in bed, he’ll just tuck you in and cozy up, down to doze off together or stay up and chat for hours, listening with his head propped up on his hand and stars in his eyes.
Mingi
♡ Smirks until he rolls over and sees the loving eyes you’re giving him, then immediately falls into a blushing mess
♡ Tells you how beautiful you are again and again, probably punctuating each statement with a kiss to some part of your body
♡ Is not going to be in the mood to get up and shower or anything unless you realllly want to, otherwise prepare to be bedbound! He lowkey forgets to do any care right away because he's so wrapped up in just looking at you like you're the biggest jackpot he's ever won
♡ Then suddenly you see his eyes widen as he remembers all the stuff he got, like this really relaxing massage oil that’s supposed to make your muscles feel great after use and y’all got in some use. “Mingi, are you trying to go for round two?” “Maaaybeeee…” You smack his shoulder lightly at the teasing expression, shaking your head and giggling. “Ow! I was just kidding! 🥺”
♡ His other favorite thing to do is after that, grabbing you something fresh to throw on from the nearby dresser AKA one of his shirts. Always.
♡ Sorry, when you cozy back up Mingi WILL be big spoon. Fight him if you must, but you will likely lose 🤷🏻‍♀️
Wooyoung
♡ Did somebody say pillow talk??? Because I did
♡ Literally you guys could be as spent as anything and this man will still be a chatterbox after, his hand drawing circles on your arms or chest as he goes on about how he likes that new jacket of yours or if aliens exist or what color your walls should be if you guys bought a house together
♡ After a while he’s sort of like oh shit wait do you want to shower or anything??? And you’re just like yeah sure
♡ So he leads you by the hand into the shower, feeling the water with his hand first to make sure it’s exactly how you like it 🥺
♡ Incredibly touchy-feely in the shower, but this time very softly, turning you around as if twirling you in a dance and admiring you as he lathers you up super gently
♡ You want a snack later? MAKES YOU SOMETHING BY HAND. King behavior for sure
Jongho
♡ After such times, this is when Jongho really likes to hold you close. For him, such a bond as you've shared takes trust, love, and he’s honored you both feel ready to share all of each other like that
♡ Likes to just stay like that for some time, just breathing in the closeness as his hand runs up and down your back
♡ You whisper sweet nothings to each other, things Jongho doesn't usually speak, things maybe you don't say often as you could, as you lay on his chest. Feeling extra soft, he likes to close the little gap between you two, gently rubbing his nose against yours
♡ One of you ends up dropping some dumb joke you guys share and then you're giggling again, Jongho wrapping his arm all the way around you to keep you from falling off him
♡ "Let me know when you're ready to shower," he tells you after you guys calm down. "We have to shower?" You whine. "Of course we do. Proper hygiene." He presses a kiss to your lips. "Come on."
♡ The other one who physically carries you into the shower especially if you keep whining about it because nope, you're not getting away with it even if you are that cute. His words, not yours. Shakes his head at you with exasperation if you kick up a fuss, just sets you down with more giggles if you don't. Either way, though, he's so giving he starts showering both of you and you're like oh no you don't and that's how you end up pampering him back 🩷
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star1117-archives · 2 years
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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬
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➵ Pairing : OT8 x Fem!Y/N
➵ Genre : Fluff + Suggestive
➵ W.C : 2369
➵ Warnings : Insinuated sex, Swearing, Sexual tension, Jealousy, Kissing, Dirty talk.
➵ Network : @cacaokpop-fics
© 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.
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𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚 - His Jewellery
“Y/N?! Where’s my chain?!”
Seonghwa was rifling through his jewellery box in a hectic frenzy, trying to find his favourite chain. It was a gift from the boys, all of them pooling their money together to get him an expensive one he’d been ogling once on a shopping trip. It was a thin chain with dog tags, the small metal plates reading ATEEZ and their debut date. It was definitely valuable to him, so the thought that he might’ve misplaced it, or even lost it, shook him to his core.
“Right here, Hwa!”
Sighing in relief, Seonghwa went into the living room, guessing that’s where you were. It was there he was met with a jaw-dropping sight, finding his chain nestled between your breasts, only exposed due to your low-cut top. His eyes almost seemed to bulge out of his skull, while you looked away in embarrassment. He seemed pretty mad at you.
“I didn’t take it, I swear! I-I found it between the couch cushions and wanted to t-try it on..”
You didn’t dare to look Seonghwa in the eye, your feet suddenly very interesting as he approached you. When his fingers toyed with the dog tags however, you looked up at him in confusion. This was how you missed Seonghwa looping the chain around his finger before he pulled you forward, a smirk decorating his lips.
“It suits you, you should wear it more often.”
And with that, he let you go, turning away with a small chuckle while you stayed frozen in place. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, and you knew that even a cold shower might not extinguish the flames.
“Fuck, I should take his shit more often.”
𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠 - His Jacket
It was date night, and as usual you had not come prepared. Your revealing outfit had been fine in the restaurant, but while on a walk Hongjoong had suggested to digest your food, you cursed at your past self for ditching a jacket since it would ‘ruin the fit’. All you wanted right now however was your big ugly puffer jacket, fuck the fit. It was cold, and it was windy, and every man you passed practically craned his neck to look at you, most likely since your nipples felt painfully erect. It was fucking horrible. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by Hongjoong’s laugh however, scowling at him as you fought the urge to shiver and chatter your teeth. The last thing you wanted to hear right now was ‘I told you so’.
“The fuck’s so funny?”
Rolling his eyes, Hongjoong shrugged his blazer off, offering it to you. When you sullenly turned your head the other way, he scoffed before draping it over your shoulders, wrapping his arm around you afterwards so you could share body heat. You begrudgingly cuddled closer into him, goosebumps still evident on your skin as Hongjoong triumphantly smirked at you.
“Oh fuck off, I didn’t ask for this.”
Hongjoong just pressed a kiss to your temple, rubbing his hand on your outer arm to create friction.
“I never said anything.”
Your voice turned whiny as you replied, burying your face into Hongjoong.
“You’re doing your ‘I told you so’ eyes!”
Stopping abruptly, Hongjoong turned to you, something in his expression changing to an emotion much darker.
“Really? I thought I was giving you my ‘You wear this dress in public again and I’m gonna fuck you in it’ eyes.”
𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 - His Shirt
When Yunho woke up to an empty bed, he sleepily groped your side of it, confused as to why he was alone. It was a little annoying, especially since all he wanted right now was to snuggle you in the secure warmth of the bedsheets, but nevertheless he dragged himself out in search of you. He trudged through the rented apartment, eventually perking up however when he found you cooking breakfast in his shirt from last night.
You hadn’t noticed his presence yet, back turned to him as the delicious aroma of your food attacked Yunho’s senses. His stomach rumbled, but all he could think about was you. He quickly closed the gap between the two of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your exposed shoulder when you jumped.
“Sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare you.”
Humming, you continued what you were doing, albeit a little slower now that you had Yunho clinging to you. His face nuzzled your neck, breath tickling your baby hairs as he pressed kissed all over your neck and shoulders. When you had to move however, you pulled his face away by his chin and pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away. You plated up the food while Yunho poured the two of you some drinks before sitting down. He had a dopey smile on his face as he watched you garnish the food before bringing it to him and sitting down too.
“Y’know, I’ve been thinking…”
You let out a little ‘mhm’ as you ate a spoonful of food, your full concentration on Yunho. He squirmed a bit under your gaze, ears and cheeks tinting as he struggled to articulate himself.
“And y’know, we’ve been together a while now… Seeing Seonghwa get married just… it really got me thinking.”
You couldn’t help the beaming smile that overtook your expression, eyes watering.
“You-… You wanna…?”
“Y/F/N, I wanna wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. I wanna go to sleep holding you in my arms. So I’m gonna work my ass off to get you the most beautiful ring I can find, and then I’m gonna marry your ass.”
𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 - His Jeans
He found it adorable when you strutted out of your room with his jeans from last week, the waist belted with a stylish belt with a heart buckle. His lips curled up into a smile, standing up and adjusting the semi-formal shirt he was wearing, holding out a hand to you.
“Give us a twirl, baby.”
Nodding with a giggle, you spun around on the spot before taking his hand, a warm smile on your face. You let him pull you closer, his hand now resting on the small of your back as his forehead connected with yours.
“You like it?“
Yeosang pressed a quick kiss to your lips, his hands now falling to your waist as he left fleeting kisses up to your ear. His breath tickled your baby hairs as he spoke, the smirk on his face evident in his tone.
“I fucking love it, baby.”
You fought the urge to shiver from the sultry sound of his voice, your mouth drying as he squeezed your sides. He then turned you around, resting you against the sofa he’d been leaning on as his hands ventured dangerously high. When he let himself rest against you, closing the distance between your bodies, you felt a hard reminder of the reason you and Yeosang usually got to the party a little too late to be fashionable.
“I’m sure the others won’t mind if we get… stuck in traffic again.”
𝐒𝐚𝐧 - His Lip balm
Sitting next to you on the sofa, San had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, his finger drawing small circles on your arm. The movie you were watching wasn’t necessarily bad, but his concentration on it was fleeting at best. He just wanted an excuse to hold you in all honesty, not that he needed one. When you noticed his attention was elsewhere, you turned to him with mild concern. Usually San would be engrossed in films like these.
“You okay?”
San turned to you in surprise, nodding with a smile. His gaze strayed from your eyes to your lips.
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
Stroking a hair out of your face, San let his hand fall to the side of your neck, supporting it as if he wanted you to anticipate his next move.
“Have I reminded you today that you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met?”
You shook your head with a smile, your arms wrapping around San’s neck as you edged closer.
“No you didn’t, it hurt me a little bit..”
Fake pouting at San, he chuckled quietly and pressed a kiss to the shell of your ear, whispering into it.
“Why don’t I show you just how beautiful you are then, Hm?”
Crashing his lips onto yours, San smiled into the embrace when his tongue traced your bottom lip, the remnants igniting his taste buds. Strawberry cheesecake, his favourite lip balm. Almost as if he was egged on by this revelation, San’s hands traversed your body, the kiss becoming disorganised and needy, your teeth clashing. He sank his teeth into your lower lip, hungrily pulling at them while you gasped into his mouth. Smirking, San pulled away, panting as he spoke.
“Your lips taste so nice, almost as nice as how swollen they look, baby.”
Before you could even retort, he had laid you down onto the sofa, his hands pulling at your waistband.
“Fuck, I just can’t help myself. You’re addictive, Y/N.”
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 - His Cologne
It was a pleasant surprise when Mingi breathed in the scent of his cologne as he entered your shared bedroom. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, smiling before approaching you. His hands snaked around your waist before he pressed a kiss to your cheek, nuzzling your neck while whispering onto your perfumed skin. Your gazes connected in the mirror.
“You smell good. What, you want everyone to know you’re mine?”
Chuckling, you stroked his head as he left little butterfly kisses over your neck and exposed shoulder. Your free hand fell to his ones situated on your midriff, interlocking fingers with him.
“Perhaps, or maybe I just wanted to drive you crazy.”
Chuckling, Mingi turned you around and pressed a few kisses to your lips, thumb stroking your cheek. He couldn’t help but take another deep breath before he replied, his hands toying at your clothing.
“Well, mission accomplished. I gotta go call Hongjoong.”
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at this, the question on the tip of your tongue when Mingi answered it for you with a mischievous smirk.
“Forget the club, tonight’s about you n’ me. Let’s open some wine and have a little… body party, hm?”
𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 - His Boxers
Wrapping a towel around your body, you chuckled when you caught Wooyoung blatantly staring, a pervy smile on his face. However, when your eyes connected, he simply looked away with a huff before you could call him out, getting his own towel and drying off. You left him in the bathroom to grab your underwear, picking up your bra only to notice that your panties were ripped. A hot fire struck your cheeks as you remembered how Wooyoung had gotten a little too impatient with the flimsy material, opting to rip it off of your lower half instead.
“Woo! You fucked up my underwear!”
Wooyoung instantly hit back, tone teasing as he called out to you.
“Wear none then, I definitely won’t mind!”
Rolling your eyes, you hunted for Wooyoung’s underwear drawer, cursing yourself for forgetting to bring a change of clothes. Eventually you found it, slipping on a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers, about to clip your bra into place. It was then Wooyoung came out, a smirk overtaking his features as he shamelessly looked you up and down.
“Need help?”
You shook your head and turned away, unintentionally giving Wooyoung a clear view of the curve of your ass. His eyes didn’t stray from your body for one second.
“Nah thanks, I wanna put my clothes on, not off.”
When you turned your head and saw that Wooyoung was still staring, your voice lost some of its teasing tone.
“You don’t mind that I’m using your boxers, right? It’ll only be this once, I promise I’ll bring a change of clothes next time.”
Coming up behind you, Wooyoung held your hair out of the way, pressing a chaste kiss to your neck before clipping your bra into place for you. It surprised you, such softness out of character for him. His next sentence however reassured you that there was nothing wrong with your boyfriend, and that moment was just a one-off.
“Don’t, my clothes suit you better. Only problem is, I’ll constantly wanna rip them off you.”
𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨 - His Hoodie
When you nervously came out of Jongho’s bathroom in his jumper, he swore his heart melted. It looked good on you, the colour suited you well. He smiled warmly at you when you sat on the edge of the bed, cheeks heated as you avoided eye contact. The distance between the two of you confused him a little bit, but nonetheless he spoke up.
“You look really pretty in that. It’s like that jumper is made for you.”
All you could manage was a small ‘thank you’, now toying with your fingertips and concentrating on them. Jongho noticed how you gulped however, about to question the awkward atmosphere when you finally spoke.
“I know you want to take things slow, Jjong… and I know three months is a bit early..”
When you paused and finally looked up at him, Jongho’s gaze was reassuring as he gave you a slight nod, showing you that he was paying full attention. He scooted closer to you, grabbing your hand as he rubbed his thumb soothingly on the back of it just like you liked it. This small action was all it took for you to open up, eyes wide as you looked up at him.
“I.. would really like it… if you moved in with me.”
Jongho couldn’t help the chuckle that fell from his lips, pressing a kiss to your lips before you could negatively interpret his laughter. His hand cupped your cheek, the other falling to your waist, toying with the material before pulling away, his face mere centimetres from yours.
“I’d really like to, on one condition.”
You hummed inquisitively, waiting for Jongho’s answer as he smiled sheepishly, cheeks tinting slightly.
“You gotta steal my stuff every once in a while, my clothes suit you better than me.”
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atinycafe · 10 months
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LIME SORBET — ch 03 [studio.log]*
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PROMPT; reader finally comes back to s. korea as she finished her training in los angeles, ready to debut as a solo artist under kq ent! exciting right? well her sunbaes seem to like that idea too.
FEAT; alpha!ateez x omega!idol!reader
IN THIS CHAPTER; reader spends her night in the studio, only to wake up 2 a room filled w alphas who r intrigued by her.
WARNINGS; suggestive!! the gang is horny, visualization of what they want to do to reader, but it's not really explicit
WRD COUNT; 8.4k
NOTES; reader is so cute when she's sleepi + mingi princess fans arise + we see her in a bra like okay girl.. + san is so delulu he got me cryin + woo is an ass man in case u don't get it; the boys get HORNY, like embarrassingly so + absolutely no second proofreading cuz im lazy
TAGLIST; @marievllr-abg @cookiechristie @sugarrush-blush; lmk if you want 2 b added 2!
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In the depths of Maddox's abode, nestled within his personal studio, the girl found herself immersed in the world of musical creation. The clock struck 3am, yet time seemed to lose its grasp as she surrendered to her insatiable passion. Six hours had effortlessly slipped by, as if fueled by an unstoppable force of excitement that refused to be tamed.
Within the dimly lit space, her senses were heightened, every fiber of her being attuned to the melody that flowed from her lips and echoed through the soundproof walls. The room hummed with energy, a symphony of musical notes and the intoxicating aroma of freshly brewed coffee and vibrant cans of Red Bull. The fusion of caffeine and adrenaline created a swirling concoction, at times threatening to overwhelm her, yet she reveled in the exhilarating rush it provided. It was as if the very essence of her anticipation had taken flight, dancing on the precipice of euphoria.
With each take, her voice soared, effortlessly embracing the emotions etched within the lyrics. Fatigue attempted to wrap its heavy arms around her, but she stubbornly resisted, fueled by an unwavering determination and an unwavering belief in the music she was creating. Sleep became an inconsequential concept, a distant memory overshadowed by the sheer thrill of her craft.
The studio walls bore witness to her transformation, adorned with discarded drafts and crumpled sheets of paper, testaments to the countless iterations and refining of her art. She was a vessel of creativity, pouring her heart and soul into every syllable, weaving a tapestry of sound and emotion that would soon captivate the world.
As the hours slipped away, her mind swirled with a variety of emotions. Excitement coursed through her veins like a surging electric current, occasionally flirting with the edges of nausea. The very thought of her forthcoming album ascending to new heights sent a rush of adrenaline to her head, causing her heart to beat in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the music. It was a heady mixture, a blend of exhaustion and exhilaration that mingled in the depths of her being.
In the stillness of the night, surrounded by the symphony of her own creation, she became a conduit of artistic expression. The merging of sleep-deprived delirium and boundless passion resulted in a raw, untamed energy that propelled her forward. With each passing moment, she grew more resolute, refusing to surrender to fatigue or doubt. This was her moment, her chance to etch her mark upon the annals of music history.
As the night wore on, and the world outside slumbered, the intimacy of Maddox's modest abode revealed itself. The walls, though not grandiose, seemed to hold secrets within their confines. The space was small, cozy even, and the proximity to Maddox's sleeping quarters made every sound he produced perceptible. Amidst the melodies she crafted, she found solace in the faint symphony of his snores. His rhythmic breaths became a comforting backdrop, grounding her in the reality of their shared creative sanctuary.
'Cause if the water dries up and the moon stops shining
As she poured her heart into the lyrics, a cascade of thoughts and emotions tumbled through her mind. The words she penned held a deep longing, an unspoken desire for a connection that had eluded her. In the depths of her creative sanctuary, she allowed her imagination to roam freely, conjuring up visions of what it might feel like to be truly loved.
Stars fall, and the world goes blind
Memories of past relationships flickered briefly in her mind, wisps of summer love that had faded like distant echoes. They were fleeting encounters, mere glimpses of what could have been. But now, with the pen in her hand and the music in her soul, she yearned for something more profound, something that would transcend the boundaries of time.
Boy, you know I'll be savin' my love for you, for you
Closing her eyes, she surrendered to the ethereal realm of her imagination, letting her thoughts drift towards the three alphas she had met just a week ago. Her mind painted vivid portraits of their potential, each one possessing unique qualities that stirred her curiosity. In this realm of boundless possibilities, she allowed herself to explore the untrodden paths of affection and romance.
'Cause you're the best mistake I've ever made
But as the melodies swirled around her, her shyness began to creep in, shattering the enchantment she had conjured. Her mind swiftly delving into vivid and provocative imagery. In a sudden rush of self-awareness, she tossed her pen aside and removed her headphones, as if needing a physical break from the whirlwind of emotions. Her face, now cupped in her hands, she rubbed away the traces of her daydreams, attempting to chase away the lingering images that had captivated her.
But we hold on, mm, hold on
She knew that these reveries were a temporary escape, a fleeting moment of vulnerability and exploration. Yet, they fueled her artistic expression, infusing her lyrics with a yearning that seemed almost tangible. The lyrics became a mirror of her deepest desires, a plea for honesty and authenticity in love. With each word she crafted, she hoped to find someone who could treat her with tenderness, touch her with intention, and unlock the door to her heart.
There's no pot of gold in the rainbows we chase
In that very moment, as she sat there, her mind whirled with a blend of anticipation, hesitation, and a hint of excitement. She couldn't help but wonder if her words held the power to beckon the love she craved. Her song became an invitation, an open door to a future that existed solely in her dreams.
But we hold on, mm, hold on
With a sigh, she took a deep breath and let the thoughts dissipate, like morning mist evaporating beneath the sun's warm rays. She knew that her journey toward love was just beginning, and these words were her declaration, her manifesto of hope and vulnerability. The pen may have been discarded for now, but the fire within her burned brighter than ever, ready to ignite the flame of love when the time was right.
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In the hushed confines of their dorm, bathed in the soft glow of dawn's gentle light, the boys stirred, their sleep interrupted at an unusually early hour. It was all thanks to San, the charismatic force among them, who had roused them from their slumber with unwavering determination.
The previous day, as they lounged together in the comforts of their shared abode, their big-eyed alpha, adorned with a magnetic charm, had caught sight of a story posted by his cherished omega (he claimed her as his omega, unyielding in his conviction, regardless of their limited interaction. Though their connection remained one-sided, he refused to falter in acknowledging her as his own!!). In her endearing shyness, she had requested their social media accounts, an invitation for simple communication that sent a wave of adoration rippling through the alphas. Overwhelmed by her captivating allure, they had almost instinctively wished to whisk her away, to shield her from prying eyes within the sanctuary of their dorm, for fear that others might glimpse the untamed beauty that resided within her.
With their own private accounts, meticulously curated to shield their true identities from all but their trusted inner circle, the three boys ventured into her digital realm. Concealing his true identity, Wooyoung ingeniously employed one of his selcas as his profile picture. Under the pretense of running a Wooyoung fan account, he skillfully masked his own involvement, ensuring that only a select few would recognize his true affiliation. San, donning the visage of Kai from EXO, his own idol, and Hongjoong, his profile pic a simple yet enigmatic all-black image. Each detail meticulously planned to ensure that their presence remained concealed from the wider world.
As San chanced upon her story—a selfie snapped within the familiar confines of Maddox's studio, she accompanied it with a concise caption: "pullin' an all nighter, fighting, 1st album coming soon bb!!!", a cluster of petite emoticons adorned her visage, adding a touch of whimsy to the frame— he sprang to his feet in a whirlwind of excitement, his head narrowly missing a collision with Mingi's chin as he propelled himself forward. The image of her pretty face filled the screen, delicate locks cascading around her visage, while her glasses, whether a fashion statement or an aid to her vision, delicately perched upon her nose, lending her an air of innocence that stirred something profound within San. Unable to resist, he discreetly captured a screenshot, already having crafted a dedicated folder solely for her in his photo app.
Summoning Wooyoung from his place in the living room, San began to passionately recount their newfound opportunity to meet her in person. The trio of alphas, who had previously crossed paths with this captivating omega, yearned for the chance to be in her presence once more. The distance separating them felt like an unbearable chasm, their hearts aching with longing, yet they understood the necessity of patience. Having learned of her recent settlement in South Korea and her contract with KQent, they recognized that she needed time to unwind and find solace after a demanding week.
The remaining members found themselves irresistibly drawn to their uncharacteristically high-pitched squeals, converging in the living room. Some opted to nestle on the floor, forsaking the available seating options. In the midst of the excited pair's animated discussion, Yeosang's dulcet voice, with its unmistakable baritone undertones, gently broke the fervor.
"What's all the excitement about?" he interjected, his words carrying a blend of curiosity and soothing melody.
"Our omega," San exclaimed, unable to contain his glee. His smile widened to such an extent that his eyes involuntarily closed, plunging him momentarily into darkness. Within the fleeting blackout, a vivid image materialized—a radiant smile from her—only to dissipate as he opened his eyes, leaving San flushed with a warm blush. He was obsessed. He blinked, he saw her.
Jongho, ever the skeptic, rolled his eyes at San's exuberance. "Oh my God, not again. Spare me for just a minute, my head is already throbbing," he lamented. The youngest alpha had already glimpsed at her pictures from San's instagram account, having surreptitiously explored the depths of his brother's phone. He sought to put a face to the enigmatic individual captivating San's attention. Even though the pictures were candid, their unpolished charm revealed glimpses of her unadorned life. Jongho couldn't deny her beauty, but his weariness was palpable. San's infatuation was understandable, and Wooyoung's as well, but Hongjoong? It felt like an overwhelming influx of emotions for him. It was just too much. And they never shut up about her!
"Guys, I truly couldn't care less right now. We're waking up at 5am, and we must be at Maddox's place in less than ten minutes. It's an urgency, I feel like I'm gonna die," Wooyoung declared, his arms crossing defiantly over his well-defined chest. The gravity of his words was evident, as he foresaw the reaction of the other alphas who hadn't yet encountered his beloved.
"NAHHHHHH, YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR MIND IF YOU THIN—" Yunho's outburst was abruptly quelled by the eldest alpha's measured intervention.
"Okay."
"Yeah, exactly. Seonghwa, tell him—" Yunho turned to him, an air of bewilderment etched across his face, "What?"
Seonghwa, the composed and sage-like oldest of their pack, emitted a weary sigh as his fingers delicately threaded through his tousled locks. "Okay first, let's all acknowledge that a mate bond is quite intricate when it happens to an already formed pact," he began, his words carrying a profound weight that resonated within each individual present. Hongjoong's all sat them down, as soon as they got home that day, talking about how she could be their destined mate, having spurred the need for this crucial conversation, a topic that demanded their collective attention. San and Wooyoung, their faces alight with uncontainable joy, illuminated the room as they reveled in the tantalizing prospect of the ethereal girl potentially becoming their soulmate.
"Are you not even slightly curious about what she's like? After all, she could be our soulmate—that's a connection far from trivial," Seonghwa concluded, his voice carrying the wisdom of countless ages.
A deep and contemplative silence blanketed the room, as each alpha weighed the implications of his words, even those who had already crossed paths with her. It was clear that surface-level attraction alone would not suffice; a deeper understanding was essential. And so, with resolute determination, they reached a unanimous decision—on the morrow, they would convene to embark on an unforgettable rendezvous with this captivating omega, unmasking the layers that shrouded her essence.
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"Hurry up, bro! If you don't open that door, I swear I'll kick it down myself," Woo exclaimed, frustrated by the tremor in his leader's hands preventing the key from entering Kyungmoon's door. Joong was stressed okay?? It had been a week since he met his lovely girl, he needed to take some time to breathe and Wooyoung's high pitched voice wasn't making it easier for him.
Jongho swiftly delivered a sharp slap to the back of Woo's head, reprimanding him for his lack of proper and polite language.
At last, the door swung open. Surprisingly, Yeosang was the first to step inside, forcefully making his way through. He paused in the hallway, taking a deep inhale.
"H-holy shit," he whispered, his voice barely audible. The alluring scent of the omega permeated the apartment. His eyes rolled back momentarily as he dropped to one knee. Being exceptionally sensitive to smell, the euphoric sensation coursing through him was beyond imagination.
"It seems she's asleep," Hongjoong murmured, savoring the tranquil but sharp pheromones that floated gracefully above him. It was a scent he could easily grow accustomed to.
Omega scents differed from those of other biological "genera" such as alphas and betas. Their fragrances were more potent, designed to attract as many potential partners as possible. In the past, it had been one alpha per omega, a long-established tradition. However, the mistreatment and endangerment of the omega species had altered the dynamics. Now, it was an omega for an entire pack, comprising alphas and betas. As time passed, scientists discovered that omega scents grew more concentrated, and their pheromones had a stronger effect on individuals than their predecessors.
Upon presenting, omegas began wearing specialized collars to mitigate the strength of their scent. However, the collars merely served as a display, indicating whether an omega was unmated or not. Mated omegas proudly discarded their collars, showcasing the mark left by their partners.
To address the issue of scent control, omegas learned to subdue and manipulate their pheromones as if it were second nature. Alphas possessed a similar ability, using their own pheromones to demonstrate dominance or provide comfort to a distressed omega. This control was entirely conscious and deliberate, except in moments of extreme emotions or, as one might guess, during sleep.
Yeosang's delicate nose began to bleed, a trickle of crimson staining his upper lip. His eyes dilated to such an extent that the coffee brown hues vanished, replaced by a captivating abyss. Sensing his distress, Seonghwa swiftly positioned himself in front of Yeosang, retrieving a tissue from his pocket. Placing it firmly into Yeosang's trembling hand, he offered a comforting pat on the back before moving past him.
Leaving Yeosang to catch his breath at the entrance, the others knew he would eventually regain composure. They recalled moments when he would become overwhelmed at fan meetings and concerts, the amalgamation of scents triggering debilitating headaches that rendered him unable to function once the events concluded. However, with time, he had grown in both self-control and the utilization of a specialized gel that he carried with him—a tube always at the ready.
After carefully wiping his nose with the tissue provided by his hyung, Yeosang uncapped the tube. Squeezing a generous amount onto his index finger, he proceeded to apply the gel beneath his nose. Settling amidst the abundance of sneakers, he closed his eyes and inhaled slowly, allowing the lingering essence of her scent to envelop his senses. Though not as potent as before, it still lingered, a tantalizing presence that left a trace on his tongue, reminiscent of a refreshing concoction of freshly squeezed lime and sweet condensed milk on a scorching summer day. And he hadn't even laid eyes on her yet, but the yearning to feel her beneath his fingertips, to taste her lips, was already fervently alive within him.
Leaning his head against the adjacent wall, Yeosang attempted to suppress the torrent of thoughts cascading through his mind. How was this even possible? Was this the sensation of having a mate? His cheeks flushed a rosy hue, a thin layer of perspiration forming upon his brow as he fought the overpowering urge to rise, rush to her side, and whisk her away to a world of eternal seclusion.
The vulnerable alpha dreaded the impending moment when his eyes would finally gaze upon her, aware that his self-control would crumble in an instant. He needed to regain his composure swiftly. Clasping his head in his hands, he tightened his grip on his hair, silently growling at himself for the inevitable embarrassment he believed awaited him in her presence. Awkwardness plagued him when meeting new people, an innate characteristic he couldn't help but succumb to. Now, envisioning the sweet, enchanting omega who had captivated his senses with her unbeknownst allure, he found himself on his knees for her even before her awakening.
Unable to bear the weight of her presence, he rose to his feet and deliberately veered left, contrary to the path his pack brothers took. He made his way towards Kyungmoon's location, deciding that focusing on the task of rousing his slumbering friend was a far more productive pursuit than wallowing in overthinking within the confines of the bathroom. The mere thought of clawing at the door for even a second of her attention seemed inconsequential in comparison.
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"Wait Joong-ah don't wake her up yet, I wanna take a pic," Wooyoung whispered sharply, his words resonating within the intimate connection of their pack's shared mind.
"What the fuck Woo that's so weird," San grumbled, feeling an undeniable urge to retrieve his phone and do the exact same thing as his brother. Sure, he had taken a screenshot of her story, but she had posted it willingly, and she even requested his Instagram account! It was as if she knew he would come across her story and find her utterly adorable. Perhaps she had intended to send him the picture privately but hesitated out of shyness. In the grand scheme of things, taking a screenshot of her story didn't seem like such a significant transgression.
"San in his delulu era," Yunho chuckled, his laughter reverberating through the backchannels of their shared connection. San blushed, realizing that he hadn't closed the pack link before indulging in his overthinking. He whined and pouted at his older brother, grumbling about how he knew nothing and that he shared a profound connection with the slumbering omega in the room that none of them could possibly comprehend.
Approaching her with utmost gentleness, San took in the sight of her petite figure draped in an oversized black ESSENTIALS hoodie. The soft fabric of the hood cradled her bangs delicately, accentuating her endearing presence.
San's eyes lingered on the ethereal beauty that graced his sight. Her delicate features, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, seemed to possess an otherworldly radiance. Her flawless complexion was akin to the finest piece of glass, adorned with a natural flush of warmth that accentuated her captivating charm.
A cascade of silken tresses framed her face, tumbling in gentle waves that danced with each breath she took. The strands, so dark, like a moonless night, glimmered softly. They caressed her cheeks in a tender embrace, further enhancing the angelic grace that she embodied.
But it was her smile, that tender curve of her lips, that bewitched San the most. It was a smile that spoke of innocence, of genuine happiness found in the simplest of moments, such as the dream she must have been in at the moment. A smile so small yet so impactful.
As San's gaze intensified, he became acutely aware of her scent, a delicate and intoxicating fragrance that filled the air around her. It was a scent that captivated the senses, a symphony of citrus notes intertwined with a hint of warmth and sweetness. The gentle waft of her pheromones mingled with the morning breeze, leaving a trail of enchantment that lingered in the room.
The other alphas present in the room found themselves in a state of awe and disbelief. They were stunned by the sheer beauty before them, unable to comprehend how someone could possess such breathtaking allure. The collective breaths in the room seemed to catch, as if the air itself was held captive by her presence.
They couldn't help but feel a pang of discomfort as they observed her slumbering form, tightly wedged in front of the studio equipment. A wave of concern washed over their hearts, causing a sense of unease to settle within them. How had she ended up sleeping in such an uncomfortable position? It was evident that she had been working tirelessly, pushing herself beyond her limits. Their poor little omega, not even a day in, and she was already overworking herself.
The sight of her cramped posture tugged at their heartstrings, fueling a deep sense of protectiveness within the alphas. They exchanged worried glances, their brows furrowed with genuine care. This was not how they had envisioned her first day, and they couldn't bear the thought of her sacrificing her well-being for the sake of her goals.
Gently, they tiptoed closer, careful not to disturb her peaceful slumber. Soft whispers filled the air as they debated on the best course of action. Should they wake her and offer her a more comfortable place to rest? Or should they let her sleep, knowing that she needed the rest?
San gently shook her shoulder, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through his body. The sensation coursed from the point where their skin made contact, making his knees weaken momentarily. "Bunny, wake up," he whispered, his voice filled with affection and longing. Crouching down before her, he softly nudged her crossed arms on her chest with his nose, yearning to rouse her from her slumber but careful not to be rough with her delicate form.
As his nose brushed against the black fabric of her hoodie, a low growl rumbled deep within San's chest. The others turned to him, their confusion evident in their faces, their bodies poised to react if they sensed any danger or harm befalling their omega. The only fear that gripped their hearts was the possibility of her being injured.
"What is it?" the leader asked impatiently, his gaze fixed on San, trying to comprehend the sudden shift in the usually gentle alpha's demeanor.
"Her scent is so overwhelming, I didn't notice the other man's scent on her," San snarled, his voice laced with possessiveness and anger. The room grew heavy with tension, and a nauseating feeling settled upon the others. Their little omega, in the embrace of another? It was unfathomable, a concept they refused to entertain, for it threatened to shatter the fragile equilibrium within their pack. The surge of jealousy and anger fueled their pheromones, causing the air to be saturated with an intense energy, growls echoing throughout the room.
"Oh calm down, I gave her my hoodie, after all those years, I'd think you'd recognize my scent," a familiar voice chimed in lazily. Maddox entered the studio, his presence diffusing the mounting tension. He yawned and stretched, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment.
The room breathed a collective sigh of relief as the tension dissipated, making way for a blush to color the alphas' cheeks. Their omega remained blissfully unaware, still peacefully asleep. "You guys imprint on her already or what" Maddox yawned again, this time covering his mouth with his hand, his gaze drifting to the MacBook resting next to San on the table.
San, feeling thoroughly embarrassed by his earlier outburst, turned his attention back to his omega, determined to wake her gently without further disturbing the delicate balance within the pack. However, Maddox interjected, his focus still fixed on the files the omega had been working on the night before. "That won't work," he muttered, his eyes scanning the digital pages. "She sleeps like she's in a damn coma. You need to use that big alpha voice to wake her up. I remember only her father's voice could actually rouse her for school." A nostalgic smile played upon Maddox's lips as he recalled the image of the formidable alpha attempting to wake his soft daughter with the utmost care, eventually resigning himself to growls and stern commands.
The rest of the pack chose to overlook Maddox's uncanny knowledge about her, realizing they had already embarrassed themselves enough. Yunho spoke up, his voice gentle yet firm. "We can't do that. It's disrespectful to her if we use that voice without her consent." He understood the power alphas possessed, the ability to command any omega with a certain tone of their voice. Some alphas saw it as natural and didn't hesitate to employ it for various purposes, but the younger generation recognized the discomfort it could cause an omega and refrained from using it without their agreement.
Maddox grumbled in frustration, closing the multitude of pages she had opened. "Cute, but I really need her to wake the fuck up. I have so many questions about what she did," he grumbled, a tinge of exasperation in his voice. "How many songs did she record yesterday? What the fuck..."
Realizing that none of the alphas had budged from their positions, Maddox turned to them, his expression deadpan. "It's either that, or I throw her off the damn chair," he stated flatly. A low snarl inadvertently escaped the youngest alphas' mouth, resulting in a swift slap from the elder pack members. Kyungmoon, being older than them all, demanded their respect, and they were quick to comply.
Rolling his eyes, Kyungmoon approached her chair. As soon as San caught sight of his movement, he instinctively tightened his embrace around his beloved omega, enveloping her baggy jeans-clad thighs with his massive arms, as if shielding her from any harm. With a frustrated huff, Mingi stepped forward, gently nudging Maddox aside.
Bending down to be at eye level with her, Mingi hesitated for a moment before parting his lips, a firm yet tender command slipping from his mouth. "'Mega, wake up."
At the sound of his voice, tinged with a hint of authority, the adorable omega finally blinked her eyes open, still groggy from her meager three hours of sleep. Mingi's face was so close to hers that she could feel his minty breath against her skin. She locked eyes with him, her own still halfway closed, and with a radiant smile, she murmured, "Princess," before drifting back into slumber, soft snores escaping her lips.
Mingi found himself overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions, his heart pounding so fiercely that it felt as if it might burst from his chest. Every fiber of his being trembled, and his cheeks burned with an intense blush that seemed to consume him entirely. He stumbled out of the room, his mind in a haze, unable to form coherent words. In the pack link, his thoughts raced, replaying the precious moment when she had gazed at him with such tenderness, her doe-like eyes filled with affection, as she whispered his nickname. The intensity of his feelings was so potent that it felt as if he could spontaneously combust from the sheer weight of his emotions. Mingi now understood the profound infatuation his pack brothers harbored for her. She had an undeniable power over them, and he realized with both joy and trepidation that she would undoubtedly be the cause of his eventual downfall.
As Mingi stumbled out of the room, his face flushed with embarrassment and his heart in disarray, Maddox turned to the other alphas, only to notice that they were all equally affected by the endearing moment they had just witnessed. Yunho and Seonghwa had their hands pressed against their faces, their fingers trembling with the sheer adorableness that had unfolded before them. San buried his face in the omega's thighs, his ears and the back of his neck turning a vibrant shade of pink, betraying his own overwhelmed emotions. Wooyoung and Jongho averted their gazes to the ceiling, trying to distract themselves from replaying the scene repeatedly in their minds, though a small, subtle smile played on the youngest alphas' lips. Hongjoong sat on the couch, seemingly unfazed as he lazily scratched the nail polish on his pinky, but Kyungmoon, ever perceptive, couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in the leader's pants. Maddox, taken aback by the sight, accidentally spit out the water he had been drinking, managing to turn away just in time to avoid drenching the electronic devices, but unfortunately showering the poor omega in the process.
The room erupted with the omega's whines, her voice piercing through the previously silent atmosphere as the cold water splashed against her skin, instantly capturing the attention of every alpha present. Their hearts ached at the sound of her distress, their protective instincts urging them to offer comfort and reassurance. Their alpha instincts compelling them to provide solace and make things right.
"What the fuck, Maddox?" she wailed, her frustration evident. "Can't even sleep properly in this damn house."
Standing up and shaking off San, she didn't his lingering grip on her sleeping form, her focus solely fixed on Kyungmoon, her expression a mix of annoyance and desperation. She swiftly removed her hoodie, leaving her clad only in her bra and jeans, oblivious to the way every pair of eyes followed her every move, their gazes locked on her with a mix of surprise and raw need.
The emotional rollercoaster they just went through had been like no other. First the jealousy, then how she was adorable, and lastly pure horniness.
The curve of her stomach, gliding effortlessly from under the confines of her bra, ensnared the attention of Hongjoong, the esteemed leading alpha of the room. His experienced eyes, like a connoisseur of beauty, were drawn to the elegant contour that beckoned his gaze. The delicate lace of her undergarment, while intended to provide a sense of allure and sophistication, unintentionally exacerbated his already heightened state of arousal.
A twinge of discomfort gnawed at Hongjoong as he struggled to find a more suitable position, seeking respite from the undeniable physical reaction that her captivating form had stirred within him. With meticulous care, he shifted his weight, his eyes never straying from her mesmerizing figure. Yet, try as he might, the discreet adjustments failed to provide the relief he so desperately sought.
In a valiant effort to compose himself, Hongjoong focused on the intricate details of the room, mentally recounting the soothing hues of the decor and the subtle patterns etched into the furniture. However, the tantalizing presence of the omega before him proved too formidable a distraction, commanding his attention with an unwavering grip. He found himself caught in a precarious balancing act, yearning to sate his desires while mindful of the propriety demanded by the situation.
The enchanting sight of small moles adorning her soft skin captivated Seonghwa's discerning gaze, weaving a spell that rendered him momentarily breathless. Each tiny mark seemed to possess its own unique story, an intimate secret shared only by her and the heavens above. His yearning to explore those delicate spots with tender kisses overwhelmed him, imagining the intoxicating sensation of his lips brushing against the canvas of her skin.
In his mind's eye, Seonghwa envisioned a gentle dance of affection, as he traced the path of those enticing moles, leaving a trail of feather-light pecks in their wake. He could almost taste the sweetness that lingered on her flesh, relishing the imagined flavor that would be unveiled with each loving touch. Imagining the soft strokes of his omega's fingers gently caressing his hair, he reveled in the anticipation of the tingling sensations that would ripple through his scalp, a testament to the depth of their connection.
Yunho's attention was drawn to the striking contrast between his own veiny and robust hands and the delicate frame of the omega standing before him. In that moment, he couldn't help but imagine the possibilities of their union, envisioning the way his substantial hands would envelope her waist with a possessive grip, his fingers seamlessly finding their place in the contours of her perfect love handles.
His mind became a canvas of fantasies as he pictured himself leaving trails of electrifying sensations in his wake, exploring the territory of her body with a blend of strength and tenderness. Yunho recognized the power he held, knowing that his size and stature were capable of delivering overwhelming pleasure, yet he remained acutely aware of the need for care and respect in his actions.
In his musings, Yunho marveled at the way her petite form seemed to fit flawlessly against his own, as if their bodies were destined to intertwine in a passionate embrace. The thought of their connection, of his hands guiding her and igniting a symphony of pleasure, stirred a fire within him that burned with both intensity and reverence.
In a moment that transcended the boundaries of mere perception, San was struck by an electrifying realization that sent shivers cascading right through his very dick. The delicate tapestry of her soft and innocent aura, an ethereal essence that had captivated him since their first encounter, now bore a captivating mark of temptation—a seductive black lace bra that adorned her form with a beguiling allure. It was a revelation that set his heart ablaze, igniting a torrent of desire that coursed through his veins with an irresistible intensity.
As his gaze lingered upon the intricate details of her lingerie, a mix of sensations and emotions unraveled within San's psyche. The contrast between her angelic visage and the provocative undergarment created a mesmerizing dichotomy, a collision of purity and seduction that stirred a primal yearning within him. The soft caress of lace against her supple skin seemed to beckon him closer, inviting him to uncover the secrets concealed beneath those delicate layers.
With each passing second, San's fascination deepened, propelling him into a realm of uncharted desires. He yearned not only to explore the physical contours of her body, but to embark upon an intimate odyssey, delving into the recesses of her mind to unearth the forbidden thoughts that lay dormant. Like a moth drawn inexorably to the flame, he longed to unravel the enigma she embodied, to partake in a journey of discovery that would leave no hidden desire unexplored.
Wooyoung was spellbound, unable to tear his eyes away as the oversized hoodie slipped off her slender frame, unveiling a breathtaking sight. The subtle arch of her back, accentuated by the fabric that clung to her every curve, left him in a state of awe. It was as though her very presence commanded attention, demanding admiration for the sheer elegance she exuded.
The allure of her figure, embraced by the snug embrace of her jeans, stirred a deep desire within Wooyoung. The contours of her backside, a tantalizing glimpse of sensuality, held an irresistible appeal that he couldn't resist. With each movement, she seemed to glide effortlessly, casting a hypnotic spell on anyone who had the privilege of witnessing her graceful presence. Wooyoung found himself rendered speechless, his eyes fixated on her, as he yearned to explore the depths of her enigmatic allure.
In that suspended moment, the world faded into insignificance for Wooyoung. He was completely consumed by her magnetic charm, unable to resist the pull she exerted over him. The urge to reach out, to trace his fingers along the contours that beckoned him, surged through him with an undeniable intensity. It was a silent plea, a longing to unravel the mysteries hidden within her captivating form.
Jongho stood in the corner, his eyes transfixed on her collarbones, captivated by their delicate prominence. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as he imagined marking her skin with tender love bites, leaving an indelible imprint of their passionate connection. Her collarbones, a testament to vulnerability and strength, held an irresistible allure for Jongho, who yearned to leave his mark on her like an artist etching his masterpiece.
As he observed her, his mind painted vivid images of their intertwined bodies, fueled by a primal desire to possess and protect. Jongho's fingers twitched with an unconscious longing to explore every inch of her, to trace the contours of her skin and map the pathways that would lead them both to untold heights of ecstasy. He imagined the intoxicating scent of their mingled sweat, the rhythm of their breaths syncing in a symphony of desire.
Jongho's gaze, intense and unwavering, revealed his unspoken intentions. The fire within him burned bright, threatening to consume everything in its path. He yearned to be her sanctuary, the one who could unlock the depths of her desires, and together they would traverse a journey of untamed passion. In his mind, he had already claimed her, and with each beat of his heart, the intensity of his longing grew stronger, leaving him unable to resist the primal call that reverberated through his veins.
Their momentary thoughts were abruptly interrupted as she turned towards Maddox, her expression filled with annoyance, and flung his damp hoodie at him. "You're such a cunt!" she pouted, her dissatisfaction with her own attire apparent. "Give me one of your t-shirts. I don't want to wear my corset. It's uncomfortable, and I still want to sleep," she declared, her eyes fluttering open and closed, evidence that she hadn't completely shaken off her sleepiness. The boys, momentarily distracted from their wandering thoughts, found themselves savoring the sweetness of the moment, allowing themselves to imagine a scenario where she would come to them, begging for a shirt.
Just as Maddox was about to suggest that she take one of his own, his gaze met Hongjoong's, positioned just behind her. Maddox, being older than Hongjoong, knew it and held him in high regard, respecting him as a perfect colleague. Yet, he couldn't deny the effect of the rapper's lingering stare, which left him feeling somewhat uneasy. Recognizing the biological underpinnings of such a reaction, given his alpha nature, Maddox tried to brush it off with a sigh. "Stop taking my clothes, they reek of your scent. Go ask someone else," he lied, offering an exaggerated eye-roll, assuring the omega standing before him that he wasn't entirely serious but allowing her to believe there was a kernel of truth to his words.
She tilted her head and stared at him, her confusion evident. "Who else?" she inquired. Just as she finished her question, Yunho gently touched her shoulder, stepping forward to retrieve his hoodie from the lower front of his chest, revealing a black t-shirt that made his milky collarbones shimmer against the silver chain adorning them. If the omega had been well-rested, she would have blushed uncontrollably, her heart racing within her chest. However, exhaustion had claimed her, and she simply accepted the hoodie from his outstretched hands, her fingertips grazing his longer ones, causing a faint shiver to run through him. She offered a soft bow before turning towards the door. Just as she was about to depart, she glanced back at the room and inquired about the time. "It's 7:36 am," San cheerfully chimed in. She nodded and directed her gaze to Maddox. "Wake me up in 30 minutes. I'll be in your bed."
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With the tall alpha's hoodie in her grasp, she made her way down the hallway, heading towards his room. Along the way, a thought crossed her mind to stop by the kitchen, which was conveniently adjacent to the room. As she ventured forward, the soft glow of daylight streamed in through the windows, casting a warm radiance throughout the space. Eager to don the borrowed garment, she began pulling it over her head, only to find it stubbornly clinging to her neck, momentarily obscuring her vision. Undeterred, she continued to tug at the fabric, inadvertently veering off course.
In her haste to envelop herself in the hoodie's comforting embrace, she struggled momentarily, the fabric refusing to yield, momentarily obscuring her vision. Undeterred by this minor setback, she persisted, unaware of the subtle shift in her surroundings. Lost in a drowsy haze, she collided unexpectedly with an unfamiliar obstacle—a solid wall that seemed out of place in her mental map of the house. Confusion clouded her fatigued mind as she fumbled for an exit, desperate to find her bearings.
But before she could make further progress, her hands were gently seized by another, guiding her with practiced ease. Startled, she raised her gaze and found herself locked in the enigmatic eyes of Mingi, his expression unreadable. Intimidated by his presence, she hurriedly offered her apologies, expressing gratitude with a respectful bow, and swiftly made her way to Maddox's inviting bed. As she glanced down at her petite frame swallowed by the oversized hoodie, she realized it cascaded down to her knees, enveloping her like a protective cocoon. Anticipating the comforting solace that awaited her beneath the covers, she resolved to shed her confining jeans, unaware of the two sharp intakes of breath behind her. With a haphazard pull of the zipper and a deft maneuver of her legs, she discarded the denim, allowing it to fall away as she gracefully slipped into the plush sanctuary of the bed. And there, in the soft embrace of warmth and dreams, she succumbed to the sweet embrace of slumber.
She stirred from her peaceful slumber, roused by the melodious strains of music that filled the air. Blinking her eyes open, she found herself in a state of half-consciousness, still tethered to the realm of dreams. The melodic notes wafted through the room, their gentle vibrations resonating within her soul, beckoning her to awaken fully.
As she gradually shook off the remnants of sleep, her senses heightened, and she recognized the familiar tunes that now danced around her. It was the unmistakable sound of the last song she recorded the day before. Each note and lyric seemed to caress her being, whispering promises of inspiration.
Eager to immerse herself in the enchantment of the music, she cast off the drowsiness that clung to her like a fleeting memory. With a sense of renewed vitality coursing through her veins, she reached for her phone, hoping to catch a glimpse of the time that had conspired against her precious sleep. The digits illuminated the screen with a damning truth—9:04 am—an unwelcome reminder of the hour she had been robbed of.
Oh this fucker.
Indignant at the intrusion of her slumber, she snatched the pillow she had rested upon and sat up, her gaze scanning the room for her unwitting accomplice in this temporal crime. To her right, amidst the symphony of sizzling pans and culinary artistry, she spied Wooyoung and Seonghwa, their culinary passions interwoven with a graceful dance. Further down, Jongho and Yeosang engaged in a hushed exchange, their words cloaked in mystery. Oblivious to her presence, they sat at a regal marble table, absorbed in their discourse. San and Yunho, on the other hand, found solace in the digital realm, their camaraderie evident as they maneuvered through virtual landscapes, softly nudging each other, wishing the other to lose. Meanwhile, Hongjoong and Mingi, tethered by the ethereal notes streaming through their AirPods, bobbed their heads in perfect synchrony, their attention fixated on the music that enveloped their senses, coming out of the familiar MacBook Pro.
Behind the rappers, Maddox remained captivated by the luminous glow emanating from the computer screen. With both hands planted firmly on the armrests of the couch, his gaze traced an enigmatic pattern, his thoughts ensnared by the digital world unfolding before him. The flickering images danced across his vision, weaving a tapestry of intrigue and inspiration.
A feral growl rumbled deep within her chest, a primal instinct urging her to unleash her frustration. Gripping the pillow tightly in her hand, she channeled her pent-up energy into a swift and powerful motion, hurling it with all her might toward Kyungmoon. The cushioned projectile soared through the air, guided by a vengeful determination, until it found its mark with unerring precision.
The impact was swift and resounding—a perfect headshot. Kyungmoon's eyes widened in surprise as the pillow collided with his unsuspecting form. Feathered wisps danced in the air, suspended for a brief moment, before gracefully floating downward like ethereal confetti. The room fell into a hushed silence, the weight of the strike reverberating in the space.
A chorus of laughter erupted, a melodic symphony of amusement and camaraderie. The men turned their attention to the impulsive assailant, their eyes gleaming with mischief and mirth. The omega, a glint in her eyes, relished in the spontaneous act of rebellion, savoring the taste of victory. Her lips curled into a playful smile, her spirit emboldened by the cathartic release.
A melodious chirp of delight escaped the young singer's lips, an innocent and joyous sound that pierced through the air, captivating the attention of all the men in the room. Their eyes turned towards her, their senses heightened, as if drawn to the magnetic pull of her presence. Unbeknownst to her, a heady cocktail of pheromones began to waft from her, subtly stirring the primal instincts of the alphas in the room.
In response to her joyful exclamation, a deep rumble resonated in the space, a contented sound that slipped from the alpha's throats. It went unnoticed by the omega, its significance lost in the flurry of activity. Yet, it held a primal meaning, an unspoken declaration of satisfaction and possessiveness.
Within that moment, a delicate dance of instinct and desire unfolded, unseen and unspoken. The room became an arena of subtle exchanges, a microcosm where primal connections and magnetic forces intertwined. Their gazes lingered a moment longer, their hearts quickening ever so slightly, attuned to the unspoken language that pulsed beneath the surface.
Maddox rose from the floor, his hand gingerly massaging the spot on his head where the pillow had made contact. His disheveled hair stood as a testament to the force of the blow, yet a mischievous glimmer danced in his eyes, undeterred by the playful aggression. "What the fuck was that for, you bitch?" he exclaimed, his tone laced with mock indignation.
Unfazed by his theatrical response, she met his challenge head-on, a defiant smirk playing on her lips. "That's for not waking me up, you dick," she retorted, her voice laced with a playful edge. Her tongue darted out in a teasing gesture, a playful taunt that showcased her feisty spirit. "I need to finish what I was working on," she added, her determination shining through her words.
Maddox, still rubbing the sore spot on his head, protested in defense of his failed wake-up attempt. "I tried waking you up, he—" he pointed accusingly at the leader with a mix of exasperation and amusement. Hongjoong, his smile soft and eyes brimming with adoration, watched the playful exchange unfold. His intervention had allowed her precious sleep to continue undisturbed, a decision that Maddox now found himself at odds with. "He forced me to let you sleep more," Maddox explained, his voice tinged with alarm.
The omega's gaze shifted toward Hongjoong, her eyes narrowing playfully at the leader who had orchestrated her extended slumber. His expression betrayed the depth of his affection, the love that radiated from his being. The mischievous spark in her eyes intensified, and she playfully tilted her head. "If you need to throw a fucking pillow, don't hit me," Maddox urged, his voice filled with a mix of jest and mock seriousness. "Aim the weapon at him!" he added, gesturing towards Hongjoong.
As the playful banter continued to unfold, Hongjoong found himself captivated by the sight before him. His gaze lingered on his beloved omega, devoid of makeup, with faint traces of fatigue evident in her puffy eyes and disheveled lips. Strands of hair cascaded around her, reaching toward the ceiling as if attempting to touch the heavens themselves. In that moment, the world around him faded into a blur, and he became lost in the depths of her soulful gaze.
His heart quickened its pace, the rhythm echoing in his ears as if keeping time with his racing thoughts. The intensity of his emotions threatened to overwhelm him, yet he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. Her radiant smile, a beacon of warmth and affection, sent a jolt through his being. It was a single moment, a fleeting exchange of unspoken devotion, yet it held the power to still his very breath.
The words of the moody beta went unheard, his attention solely fixated on the enchanting presence of his precious girl.
Her laughter filled the room, a melodic symphony that danced through the air. "Well, if it's the leader, I can't complain, can I?" she playfully remarked, her voice laced with affection and mirth. With a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, she let herself fall back onto the soft bed, the impact causing a satisfying thud.
Hongjoong, caught in the rapture of her infectious laughter, felt his heart swell with adoration. The intensity of his emotions threatened to consume him, and he needed an outlet to release the overwhelming surge of feelings that coursed through his veins. Excusing himself with a faint smile, he retreated to the sanctuary of the soundproof studio.
Inside the secluded confines of the studio, Hongjoong closed the door behind him and took a deep breath.
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hwalilac · 1 year
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Ateez Kinks
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⇴ a/n: I do not know Atz personally, nor am I trying to say that any of this is truthful. I am only guessing based off their personality, and my experiences with them and their content.
Hongjoong
Exhib: Although he’s possessive of his lover, he also loves the idea of one of his members walking in on you two having intimacy. Mostly because he loves showing off that you’re only his to touch, the boys can look but not touch. However, part of him just likes being watched, knowing how powerful he is, loving intimidating those who watch.
Sp*nking: He adores disciplining you. Loves when you act like a privileged little brat so he can get it out of you. He’ll drag you over his lap, make sure your ass is bare so you’ll feel every slap, and make your ass tomato red. He especially loves pairing it with dirty talk, so once he’s done, he’ll find you soaking wet and leaking all over his thigh.
Seonghwa
DD /LG: Nothing to do with age, but more so taking care of his lover, sexually and romantically. He also gets off on being called “daddy”, though I think he would be okay with “mommy” as well. He’s also very good with his lovers that fall into sub space, treating them well and appropriately.
Impreg: Something about thinking of your tits filled with milk, stomach round and big, it makes him harder than he’s ever been before. Part of him wants to be a dad so badly, so there’s definitely a romantic part of the kink. However, he also just likes how hot you’d like being pregnant. Especially when he thinks about how you wouldn’t be very active when close to labor, so you’d just lay there and be ready for intimacy most of the time.
Yunho
Bo//ndage: He loves having complete and total power over you. The way you struggle getting out… it makes him hard instantly. Sometimes he’ll just leave you there, often with a vibrator attached to your clit, and have a camera recording you. He’ll also sit in a chair in the corner of the room, where the light doesn’t reach, watching to beg for him to touch you.
Sensory Deprivation: He loves putting a blindfold over your eyes. He loves the trust you put in him, to be able to control your body and senses. He’s often gentle when doing this kink, as to not overwhelm you too quickly. He mostly just lightly touches you, or uses a toy, but nothing serious. Sometimes he includes earbuds with music, but it’s not often.
Predator/Prey: Yunho feeds off of the power and dominance you give him. He loves playing hide and seek, especially at night. He always knows where you hide, but it’s fun to play regardless. Especially when you try running from him. He loves to catch you more than anything, pinning you down and taking you right where he finds you. You can resist all you want, but when he finds you, you’ll take what he gives you (unless you say your safe word, which Yunho would probably take a safe word the most seriously out of anyone)
Yeosang
Manhandling: I truly think he likes showing off his strength. Something about the way you check out his muscles, touching and squeezing his body. He loves impressing his lover. Then again, he also loves you being helpless, flailing around in his arms as he carry’s you into your bedroom only to ruin you. He loves the dominance he feels when you’re helpless like that, but he always checks in on you to see if you’re okay.
Voyeur: He often likes to watch or listen to other members fucking their lovers. He really doesn’t want to be creepy, but something about watching the dynamic of two lovers, especially when it’s dom/sub stuff, he just gets so turned on. He’ll be standing outside of Seonghwa or Hongjoong’s doors, quietly groaning with his hand on his hard on.
San
Shibari: Not only does he loves creating art, but he just loves watching you struggle in the ropes once you’re too turned on. Loves pressing a vibrating wand against you and watch you squirm. But the art… there’s nothing like finishing a difficult, yet beautiful piece on you. And then he’ll take a picture to get off to later on.
Edging: He LOVES edging his lover. It’s like a game to him, something he needs to win. This man will edge you for hours upon hours. However, he’s very careful not to push you too far. He’s not too rough on you. But once you cum, you practically black out, your orgasm being so powerful. He knows how to get you there in seconds, but also in hours.
Mingi
Oral: Not exactly a kink, but he gets off on it like a kink. He loves burying his face in your cunt, sloppily licking and sucking. He practically gets drunk on cunt. It makes him so painfully hard, he ends up rutting on the bed while trying to get you to your orgasm. He doesn’t tease though, knowing you would whine or just shove his face back in your core.
Overstim: He loves having your hand wrapped around his cock, pumping him until he can’t cum anymore. He loves putting his trust in someone else, and being taken care of. He can often go for a long time, but needs breaks. He usually gets so sleepy that he needs a lot of aftercare.
Wooyoung
Overstim: Same with Mingi, he loves having the sensation overwhelm him to the point where he’s begging and almost crying. Sometimes he’ll even do it to himself, legs shaking violently at the pleasure and pain. He’ll usually do it until he ends up with over three orgasms.
Edging: Wooyoung also loves teasing his lover. Sometimes he takes you to the very edge, loving the way you cry and beg for his mercy. Unlike San, he’s not as careful. He’s quite mean in bed, not only edging you physically, but patronizing you verbally. His dirty talk certainly helps get you there, but he’s genius at knowing when you’re about to cum.
Roleplay: He just loves thinking of the most fun, yet weird scenarios to try out. His favorite is always being a CEO, who fucks their secretary. He’s always wanting to try something new, up to most scenarios. Not very into pet play, although he will play the owner if his lover wants to be his little slutty kitten or puppy.
Jongho
Manhandling: Jongho can’t help but dig his hands into a pair of thick thighs, lift his lover up and through them onto the bed. Couch, even. He always makes sure you’re safe, though. But there’s nothing like showing off his amazing strength, and watching your tits bounce after you land. He loves exuding power over you, and his strength is one of the ways to remain on top and be dominant.
Breath Play/Choking: Again, something about the power you give him, the dominance he uses to not only pleasure you, but to love and protect you. If you want to be choked, he’d do it in a heartbeat, staying up all night finding the safest yet most pleasurable way to do it. His hand on your neck, he loves fucking you while doing it. Loves bringing you to the edge, so your orgasm is even more powerful and overwhelming.
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brrrkdslek · 6 months
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you read the comments of the live as san and wooyoung who were on your left and right respectively sandwiched you beautifully. even bringing the atinys who were watching, to their knees.
you were currently explaining the ateez lore to atinys while san and wooyoung were, well, touching you to be exact. your thighs were thrown over san's lap as he gently played with the hems of your fluffy socks; your abdomen encaged in wooyoung's tight hold, gently nuzzling into your neck from time to time.
"i think we should end the live." san said suddenly, "huh, why though?" you stare up at him in confusion as wooyoung nods in agreement, "yeah we should, besides it's late. our schedules are busy tomorrow so we should sleep earlier, right sannie?"
"oh... then i guess we should end it." you frowned and waved goodbye to atinys alongside san and wooyoung before ending the live. "okay, you guys should go." wooyoung blinks, "what, why?" you stood in confusion, "didn't you say it's late...?" san giggled, "you're so cute, jagi."
your cheeks heat up, "...what, what are you guys even on about?" wooyoung stood up and wrapped his arms around your middle, hot breath fanning your neck. "sannie, i think we should keep our jagi company for tonight~" you blink, "what-"
suddenly, wooyoung began to suck at your neck, causing you to whimper. "h-hyung, what are you doing?" you felt the male smile into your neck, continuing to kiss at your sensitive spots. san stepped forward and kissed your cheek, "we wouldn't want our darling to be cold for the night," he neared your face.
san's nose touching yours as he held your close, hands on your hips. "so we'll warm you up tonight." you blush and put your hands up to his chest, trying to distance you and the man, although proving to be useless as you weakened at the sensitive feeling on your neck.
capturing your lip, san hummed and forced his tongue into your mouth causing you to moan. he silently praised your obedience, you were always such an obedient doll despite being a maknae, catching everyone's attention with your cuteness and attentiveness.
you pulled away, saliva still connecting at yours and san's bottom lips, "ah~ hyung, no... we shouldn't be doing this-" "but you want to, don't you?" you squealed as wooyoung's hot breath against your ear, licking your shell. "you've been so obedient, doll. it's just what you deserve." san's words were like honey, so sweet and gently, almost tooth-rotting.
maybe you'd give in to your hyungs, but just for tonight.
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atinysunbaby · 1 year
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⏳️How Ateez kiss you⏳️
Warnings : suggestive, smut ;)
⚠️suggestive images under the cut⚠️
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💖Park Seonghwa💖
Loves when you tease him, it makes him feel so hot and bothered that he moans the moment you press your lips against his.
Want to suck on your tongue when he's especialy horny and hear you whine against his mouth. What he prefers though is to tongue fuck your mouth.
Seeing you breathless with your eyes closed in pleasure, but skillfully pushing his wet musle to the back of your throat to get the best reaction out of you.
Your eyes opening as they roll to the back of your skull, your hands tightening against his shirt and he smirks hearing the loudest sound escaping you yet.
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💙Kim Hongjoong💙
Slow and romantic, he wants to make you feel all sorts of emotion through one kiss.
He likes to be the one leading, guiding you and teaching you the way you can both enjoy it to the fullest. A bit of tongue, but mostly light and tender kisses.
His hands explore your body, starting from caressing your lips to holding your face closer to his. They make their way down to your waist, bringing your hips against his and he groans at the pressure against him.
His lips leave yours to connect themselves against your neck and he only goes back to kiss you when you beg for him to.
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💛Jeong Yunho💛
Short but breathtaking kisses are Yunho's speciality. Just looking at your side profile with heart in his eyes and a cute smile on his face.
Grabs your face gently and you turn to him, face full of questions from the sudden touch. But, your confusion quickly melts to excitement as he kisses you.
You hum in satisfaction, smiling in the kiss but he pulls away leaving you to pout and try to reach out to him.
"Whyy~" He chuckles, but doesn't lose another second to shut you up with another kiss, this time hotter and more desperate.
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💜Kang Yeosang💜
You kiss often, but the bests ones are when you cuddle and Yeosang gets needy. He somehow always end up on top of you.
Either while pinning your hands up with his, your fingers intertwined or one of his hands wrapped around your throat and the other playing with your clit.
He laughs breathily seeing your reactions and the more worked up he gets the rougher he is. When he knows you're getting close he starts grinding against you, chasing his own pleasure, overstimulating you in the prossess.
Once done, kisses are places all over your face and sweet compliments whispered into your ears.
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🖤Choi San🖤
Hot and messy more often than sweet and slow. You always both seem to be so hungry for each other's lips, that anywhere and anytime you might start making out.
It's like the world around you stops and it's only you two that matter in that moment. The others don't complain about your sudden show of affection anymore, they got used to it with time.
Sometimes some of them even watch with interest, entertaining themselves with the sexy scene you're making.
San gets jealous though when he sees the look in one of his friends eyes, when their gaze are fixed on your body with lust. He wraps your legs around his waist and hurry to bring you to his room, where he can do all he wants to you and makes sure you know that you're all his and only his.
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💚Song Mingi💚
Loves how tiny you are compared to him, so he uses it to his advantage. His hands are always somewhere on your body while he kisses you.
Taking a shower together gets him all over you, he's quick to hold your arms above your head with only one of his hands while the other grabs your face and his lips are firmly moving against yours.
He doesn't know how to stop himself from time to time, getting too lost in the moment. He gets rough and leaves marks on your body, some that stay for a while.
You have to reassure him everytime that you like it, because he panics seeing the bruises.
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❤Jung Wooyoung❤
If you play your cards right, you can get this man on his knees in an instant. You just need to show him how needy you are for him and he gets so overwelmed by his love for you, that he'll do anything just to please you.
You get to be in control. Laying on the bed and biting your bottom lip, seducing him with your face and body, but ordering him not to touch you until you give him permission.
When you decide it's enought teasing, you crawl towards him, tugging at his hair at the back of his head and getting him on top of you. You grab his chain or shirt and slowly make him come closer until he kisses you.
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🧡Choi Jongho🧡
Tongues. Surpisingly Jongho is in love with wet and messy kisses. He gets impossibly thirsty for you, kissing you until you can barely breathe.
He always had this one thing at the back of his mind that he doesn't want to try, because he's too scared of your reaction. But once he can't hold it anymore, you're more than glad he decided to let go.
He pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting from your mouths. Your eyes are unfocused and show how much you want him.
He grabs your face and squeezes your cheeks until you open your mouth for him. He asks for you to get your tongue out and what he does next, makes you feel something you've never felt before. He spits in your mouth.
At first, your eyes widden, but you moan as he tells you to swallow and close your eyes gulping down his saliva.
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lovepookie · 28 days
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ateez masterlist
૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ “no matter what—just keep it up.”
disclaimer! some works below may be suggestive or borderline nsfw. xoxo
✿ = my personal favorites!
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— park. seonghwa ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— kim. hongjoong ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— jung. yunho ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— kang. yeosang ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— choi. san ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— jung. wooyoung ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
— song. mingi ༉‧₊˚.
HOME ✿ | 3.8k | teeth-rotting fluff, slightly suggestive, established relationship, fem!reader
♡ sypnosis: i love you. these three treacherous words proved to bite you in the ass every time you let them slip in past relationships. in turn, you were cautious about uttering them. however, there's something about seeing your boyfriend mingi's sideprofile, something in his smile as he mindlessly games on his pc, and there's definitely something in his tone when he cracks a joke to his friends through the mic on his headset. the feeling in your chest tells you everything you need to know; so how do you tell song mingi that you love him?
— choi. jongho ༉‧₊˚. (coming soon…)
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dairyminki · 8 months
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please do consider reblogging my works and not just liking, thank you!
🍃 ATEEZ masterlist
legend:
[f]—fluff ♡ [a]—angst ♥︎ [m] suggestive ;    [s]—series ♡ [o]—oneshot ♥︎ [t]—timestamp ♡ [h]—headcanon ♥︎ [d]—drabble 
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K I M H O N G J O O N G
♡ library dates with hongjoong — f,h
♡ forever and a lifetime (100 milestone event) — f,d
♡ tattletale (300 milestone event) — d
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P A R K S E O N G H W A
♥︎ strawberry kisses — f,d
♥︎ you (100 milestone event) — f,a,d
♥︎ worth it (300 milestone event) — f,o
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J E O N G Y U N H O
♡ heavy hearts, hazy minds — a,d
♡ [4:13 pm] — a,t
♡ fatality (100 milestone event) — a,d
♡ attention (100 milestone event) — d
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K A N G Y E O S A N G
♥︎ [11:17 pm] — a,t
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C H O I S A N
♡ ticklish toughie — f,o
♡ i dare you — f,o
♡ sleepy sannie — f,d
♡ rocky — f,a,o
♡ from the shadows — f,o
♡ wonderstruck — f,d
♡ be with you — a,o
♡ like a cat — f,d
♡ color me pretty — m,o
♡ make it up to you (300 milestone event) — f,m,d
♡ first time clubbing with boyfriend!san — f,m,h
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S O N G M I N G I
♥︎ imagine with boyfriend!mingi — f,d
♥︎ pumpkin spice and everything nice — d
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J U N G W O O Y O U N G
♡ haunted — o
♡ as good as dead (100 milestone event) — a,d
♡ hearts day — f,o
♡ broke your heart, i'll put it back together (300 milestone event) — f,a,o
♡ acquiescence — f,a,o
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C H O I J O N G H O
♥︎ i love hue (300 milestone event) — f,o
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A T E E Z
♡ 'teez the season masterlist [christmas special] — f,s
♡ inked by fate masterlist — f,a,s
♡ ateez scenarios: dad!teez (tropical boys line) — f,h
—🦋
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itsimaginetime · 2 years
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How wolf!Ateez met hybrid!reader
DO NOT REPOST OR TRANSLATE
Genre: supernatural , fluff , slight angst, suggestive
Pairing: Wolf!(Sub)Ateez x Hybrid!(Dom)Reader (the reader is gender neutral and referred to by they/them pronouns)
❗EVERYTHING IN THIS IMAGINE AND ALL IMAGINES I WRITE IS CONSENTUAL AND FICTIONAL , FOR EDUCATIONAL AND ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY❗
Notes✏: Inspired by @ja3hwa 's Wolf Ateez x Bunny Hybrid reader series (Thank you so much Jae for letting me write this♥️)
This took quite some time to write but I absolutely love it omg (also there is LORE!!!)
Word count📖: 4k words @itsimaginetime
Hongjoong:
⚠description of an injury and some cursing⚠
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As the alpha of his pack , Hongjoong was the one who had to solve any sort issue that threatened their safety. So it's only natural that when one of his lead hunters comes back from a hunting trip injured , limping and mumbling something along the lines of "I never knew squirrels were that aggressive" before he passed out , Hongjoong was on the case immediately , all he could possibly think was 'A squirrel? Those tiny nut hoarders? Really?'
Taking Seonghwa, his right hand, and traveling to the area that the hunter was supposed to be in aka the outskirts of their property to find absolutely nothing after multiple hours of searching. @itsimaginetime
Thinking logically, Hongjoong decided to wait until the hunter recovered enough to go with them and show them where he found this seemingly deadly squirrel.
Now imagine Hongjoong's surprise when said hunter took him and his right hand to the forest instead of the near outskirts of their property , and if that wasn't enough , imagine his shock when he didn't find a squirrel but in actuality an injured squirrel hybrid cleaning a nasty bite on their shoulder in the nearby river. @itsimaginetime
Feeling guilt and a strange warmth overtake his body , he approached them cautiously as they turned around to stare at him , lifting a brow at him before looking at the hunter who was the cause of their injuries , glaring at him while backing away from the alpha.
"Hey , we're not here to hurt-"
"Not here to hurt me? Then why the fuck is that asshole who basically demolished my shoulder staring me down like he wants to finish the fucking job?" @itsimaginetime
Which made Hongjoong realize, 'wait, why the fuck did his lead hunter come to the forest and try to hunt down a squirrel hybrid?'
Hongjoong turned towards Seonghwa , ordering him silently to go back to the pack along side the now suspicious hunter.
As they left , Hongjoong turned back to see the squirrel hybrid continuing to clean their shoulder. As he watched them , he decided to approach them once more slowly as to not scare them but it seemed that they weren't scared in the slightest as they spared him a simple glance before continuing with their original task. @itsimaginetime
"I'm sorry" Hongjoong whispered as he stood directly Infront of them now , they hummed , uninterested before responding ;
"Are you gonna keep staring or are you gonna actually help me with my shoulder?"
"I- yes, I mean no , I mean, of course I'll help"
And that's how the squirrel hybrid , Y/n , ended up going back with Hongjoong to his pack to get their injuries tended to. @itsimaginetime
Seonghwa:
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Soft humming startled Seonghwa slightly as he walked through the forest unassumingly , the sound was mesmerizing in a way , it took his breath away. He only went to the forest to pick some cherries for the pregnant Luna of the pack who was , to say the least , very picky about her cravings , following the orders of the alpha of the pack and also his best friend , Hongjoong , to "go get my baby her cherries" as he would say.
Looking to the side he saw a soft looking bunny hybrid gently picking all the cherries off the bushes , collecting them in their little basket.
"Ummm, excuse me?" @itsimaginetime
Said hybrid turned around gingerly , a soft smile on their face as they greeted Seonghwa with a soft "oh , hello there" and going back to picking their cherries.
For a bunny hybrid , they're very chill and relaxed around a predator like Seonghwa , not even bating an eye as he walked to stand in front of them , the cherry bush separating them.
"May I have some of those cherries, please?"
The hybrid looked at him with a smirk before saying "What happened to hello? My name is?"
Flustered , Seonghwa spoke in a jittery fashion, fidgeting with his hands as he responded;
"H-hello, I'm Seonghwa." @itsimaginetime
"And I'm Y/n. Now , why would you , a stranger to this part of the forest , come to someone who's lived here for their whole life and ask for their resources?"
"This is the only place I know that has cherries"
"And why do you need cherries, Seonghwa?"
The way Y/n said Seonghwa's name had him feeling giddy and in a weird way , happy. But now's not the time to explore these unusual feelings, he needs to get these cherries as soon as possible. @itsimaginetime
"The Luna of our pack has been craving them and to be honest with you, I fear her wrath"
The soft giggle that escaped Y/n's alarmingly kissable lips had Seonghwa weak in the knees as he stared at their immaculate beauty.
"And what do I get from sharing my supper with you?"
"Anything you want" @itsimaginetime
He was desperate , he needed these cherries , not only will he face their Luna's wrath , but more importantly, he'll face Hongjoong's wrath , which isn't dangerous , but it's hella annoying in Seonghwa's humble opinion.
"Anything?" @itsimaginetime
Y/n walked around the bush , pushing themselves into Seonghwa until he was backed up against a tree and the hybrid's body.
"You know, just because I'm a bunny doesn't mean that I'm not dangerous and it certainly doesn't mean that I won't ask for something... indecent..."
Seonghwa gulped at the implication but before he could even think to respond , Y/n stepped away , smiling at the blush that overtake his handsome features before taking a handful of cherries and putting them in Seonghwa's slightly shaking hands.
"Let's make a deal , shall we? Here are some cherries and all I ask for in return is for you to come visit me from time to time. It gets quite lonely here" @itsimaginetime
"O-of course, I'll visit. Thank you"
Seonghwa scurried off clumsily, hearing the gentle humming once more that he heard when he first saw Y/n , only difference is that now instead of being startled , he felt a strange sort of giddiness in his heart.
Yunho:
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Yunho continued on his path back to the pack , returning from his daily walk , peacefully humming to himself as he entered the pack's territory only to see a fluffy tail peaking from a nearby bush. @itsimaginetime
Getting rightfully curious and a little worried , he approached the bush gingerly, being completely alert and ready for any possible threat , only to hear a small and pained whimper come from the foliage. As he got closer , he finally got a glimpse of the source of his confusion.
An unconscious golden retriever hybrid , curled up in the vulnerable fetal position as their body shook violently, their clothes tattered and sliding off their body as the cold bite at their exposed skin. They seemed to have been in a life threatening fight based off their disheveled appearance. @itsimaginetime
Yunho felt a soft pull in his chest , a pull that asked him , no, BEGGED him to help the struggling creature , to take care of them at all costs and most importantly , find whoever did this to them and make them pay.
As Yunho reached down to pick up the hybrid, he felt his knees give out at simply touching their skin. As he fell to the ground with a thud , he began to panic.
Yunho has always been able to lift anyone he wanted to lift so why wasn't he able to even touch this mysterious hybrid?
Determined, Yunho attempted to grab the hybrid once more only to moan out in a mixture of pain and pleasure , bending over in sheer shock as his eyes widened. @itsimaginetime
'no...there's no way...' He thought as he proceed to howl for his pack to come help him.
If his suspicions are correct ,he might have made the discovery of a lifetime.
One thing he's not suspecting , rather he's sure of, is that his body , mind , soul and wolf combined are going crazy over this strange hybrid. @itsimaginetime
Yeosang:
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Closing his book , Yeosang sighed gently as he looked at the lake he sat next to, admiring the shining surface of the seemingly magical water.
For as long as he could remember , he has always visited said lake , peacefully sitting there until , like always, a maltese hybrid would approach him and sit next to him in comfortable silence. @itsimaginetime
This phenomenon has been occuring since he first visited the body of water and he found it honestly endearing as the maltese hybrid, named Y/n as he came to know over the course of their limited conversations, would bring snacks for them to share , blankets to sit on and books to read.
"Hello" @itsimaginetime
Yeosang lifted his head hurriedly as he saw Y/n smiling down at him before sitting next to him on the grass , putting a bag full of snacks between them.
"Hi , you're a little late"
"Yeah ,sorry. The grocery store was really crowded today". @itsimaginetime
Yeosang always wondered how even though Y/n was a full fledged hybrid , they lived in the bustling city without being found out , without someone accidentally seeing their tail and/or ears. He never questioned them out loud though, he had a feeling that they will tell him when the time is right.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting"
"Nah, it's ok."
Yeosang reached into the bag of goodies, pulling a bag of chips , opening it up and digging in immediately. @itsimaginetime
He could hear a soft chuckle from beside him before a hand gently grabbed his chin and turned him to face Y/n as they leaned in , slowly , cautiously.
Yeosang couldn't believe his eyes. Was Y/n about to...kiss him?
He closed his eyes as his heart beat out of his chest, trying to mentally ready himself for the inevitable... @itsimaginetime
He felt a wet sensation against the corner of his lips. Opening his eyes hesitantly ,he witnessed Y/n licking the corner of his lip before pulling away , grabbing their own bag of chips while explaining that "you're such a messy eater ,Yeo. There was a huge crumb on your lip"
'Doesn't mean you had to lick it off!' Is what Yeosang thought to himself.
He wasn't complaining though, his heart did jumping jacks in his chest and his wolf howled in absolute delight. @itsimaginetime
San:
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"shur , have you sheen a cat eyebrid hewe?" (Sir , have you seen a cat hybrid here?)
San turned abruptly at the sound of a child calling for him , witnessing a little kid of around 4 years old with cute cat ears and a tail that were , in San's humble opinion , so frickin adorable.
"A cat hybrid? No , I haven't seen one. Why? Are you lost?" @itsimaginetime
The child nodded softly before answering verbally ;
"I losht my shibalings while fowowing a butterfwy..." (I lost my siblings while following a butterfly)
"Where was the last place you saw them? I can help you find them if you want"
The child looked hopefully up at San , grabbing his hand gently before pulling him in the direction where they got separated from their family. @itsimaginetime
Reaching an open area surrounded by trees in an almost perfect circle ,San could only stare. It looked absolutely beautiful , it shocked him how he has never come across such an area.
"...we came hewe to shee mama and dada but I got distwacted..." (We came here to see mama and dada but I got distracted)
"See them...?"
"Mhm" the kid hummed before turning to face San.
"They live hewe" (they live here)
San's face distorted into a confused expression at that sentence.
"Live...here...?" @itsimaginetime
San looked around , not a sight of a house or living space near by.
Before he could ask more , a sound from his far left interrupted his train of thought.
"MIREYA!" (pronounced 'Miy-REY-aa')
The child , who San assumed was Mireya , looked to the side before smiling as they got engulfed into a hug by another cat hybrid who's ears and tail matched Mireya's. San assumed they are related in some way.
"Where'd you run off to?"
"Got losht and nishe man hewp me" (Got lost and nice man help me)
"Mira, what did I tell you about talking to... strangers?". @itsimaginetime
San watched in awe , feeling his wolf swoon immediately at the sight of the adult hybrid.
"But Y/n , I wash losht and nishe man looked nishe" (But Y/n , I was lost and nice man looked nice)
"Oh , you're just too naive , aren't you?"
Y/n looked at San for the first time and oh San knew it was over for him right then and there. Those piercing eyes made his lower lip wobble and his mouth water at the sight.
Holy shit. Yeah , he was definitely screwed.
"Thank you...umm"
"San , name's San" @itsimaginetime
"Ah" Y/n nodded before lifting their sister , Mireya aka Mira , into their arms ; "Well , thank you , San. We'll get going now"
And with that , Y/n took their leave ,their sister in their hold , and San had to fight off his wolf when it begged for him to do something, ANYTHING to spend just a few more seconds with the cat hybrid and their sister.
Mingi:
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Mingi didn't wanna do this , he really didn't. But he had to , he has no other choice.
He was currently sat in a huge outdoorsy party that his pack and the neighboring pack have organized as a sort of "get to know each other" event to make sure they don't mistake each other as rogues if they bump into each other in the wild. @itsimaginetime
Mingi had to admit , it's a genius idea to have two packs , which we're already bound by a peace treaty , get to know each other so that they don't accidentally disturb the agreed upon lack of hostility. But oh how he hated these sort of social events.
Out of the corner of his eye , he could see a person walk out of the party and in the direction of a more secluded area. @itsimaginetime
Being on guard duty along with Jongho and Yunho , Mingi was responsible for everyone's safety so he had to follow whoever that person was to make sure they're not up to no good.
As Mingi followed this person out of the loud party , he could smell a soft aroma of vanilla waffles on a sunny sunday morning.As he picked up on the smell , his hand automatically reached for his pocket , pulling out a scent suppresser and quickly slapping it on his scent gland , alerting the person in front of him as they turned and looked at him for a second before smirking and saying;
"Nice smell , omega"
Shit
OH shit @itsimaginetime
Not only did this unknown wolf figure out that Mingi is an omega by only smelling him from afar for less than a second but they also caused Mingi's heart to thump in his chest out of dread and a bizarre sense of...relief...
Mingi was going through a whole dilemma in his mind. While the rational part of him was distraught by the reveal of his secondary gender , his wolf seemed relieved over the fact that this stranger found his smell to be nice.
"You should get going , omega. Go get some rest"
Mingi looked at the stranger with a confused look before said stranger started approaching him , stopping in front him , a reasonable distance between them.
"I think I may have triggered your heat early. I can smell it on you." @itsimaginetime
Mingi's eyes widened. How could they tell so easily? They only smelled a dissapated version of his scent yet could deduce from it that he's an omega with a triggered heat. SPECIFICALLY a triggered heat. How could they tell it was triggered?
"Don't think too much about how I know , I just do. Now please, go rest. I'll go back to the party in a few minutes , I just wanna get some fresh air"
Mingi felt his lower abdomen clench at their voice. Fuck , they were right when they said that they triggered his heat. It's so intense that Mingi didn't notice the fact that his legs gave out on him until he felt a pair of hands holding his shoulders steady.
"Fuck , it's that bad?" @itsimaginetime
The heat triggerer lifted their head , seemingly looking for someone.
"Do you know them?"
Mingi looked up at them , following their hand with his eyes that pointed to Jongho. He nodded.
"What's their name?"
"J-jongho" @itsimaginetime
They hummed before taking a deep breath and-
"JONGHO!"
Mingi felt an involuntary whimper escape his lips at the growl in their throat as they called out to Jongho who turned towards them , surprised to see a stranger from the neighboring pack kneeling infront of his hyung who looked positively in pain.
Jongho ran towards them , kneeling immediately next to his hyung.
"Hyung , what happe-"
"He got his heat early and as you can tell , it's pretty fucking intense. Make sure he gets some rest , please" @itsimaginetime
Jongho was definitely confused as to why this stranger seemed so worried about Mingi's wellbeing but what shocked him more is that they figured out he's an omega.
Before Jongho could voice out his worries , the stranger spoke;
"Don't worry , his secret is safe with me. Now , get going!"
Jongho didn't have time to try question them as Mingi's case worsened as he moaned in pain , putting his head instinctively on the wolf from their neighboring pack. @itsimaginetime
The young wolf lifted his hyung in his arms with ease , thanking the stranger with a gentle "thank you" which the latter only smiled back softly as Jongho hurried back so that he could bring Mingi to his room as soon as possible despite Mingi's delirious speech consisting of "no ,no , want Y/n , no".
Jongho assumed that Mingi knew the stranger on a first name basis , deciding to question him about it later.
Little did he know, Y/n never told Mingi their name. @itsimaginetime
Wooyoung:
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Wooyoung swears he isn't crazy , he SWEARS. However, he's starting to think that he lost his mind cause how the fuck can ONE DOLPHIN live in a LAKE all on it's own?
Dolphins are social animals , he knows that, but this dolphin seems to be alone , in a lake in the middle of a forest full of wolfs and other sorts of hybrids.
He saw it. He swears he saw a dolphin's tail just mere seconds ago. But then again, it's the middle of the night and the moon was the only source of light so he couldn't really rely on his eyesight that much.
But he could rely on his sense of smell and oh the scent that reached him was heavingly.
It smelled like the soft ocean breeze on a walk by the beach at dawn. Very specific , he's well aware but that's just what that scent represents to him. It reminds him of a distant childhood memory that he remembers fondly, even if he only remembers a few scenes from it , he's grateful nonetheless.
The soft ocean breeze on a walk by the beach at dawn. That scent invaded his memory entirely. The younger version of himself, about 7 years old, walked on the beach , happiness invading his body as it was the first time he'd see the ocean in person, he walked until the small waves reached his knees , his parents sitting a good distance away from the water as they watched closely over their child. Not closely enough apparently.
Little Woo could smell the figure approaching him before he saw it. Its smell matched the atmosphere beautifully. The soft ocean breeze on a walk by the beach at dawn , but as the figure got closer and closer , he could smell a mixture of peaches and cream mixed into the oceany scent. Wooyoung never thought that he'd fall in love with a scent , let along remember it many years later yet fate is funny , isn't it?
The younger version of him watched in awe as the upper torso of a child around his age emerged from the waters , lower body hidden discreetly under the waves.
They stared at him , their eyes resembling a mini ocean of sorts , mesmerizing and captivating in all ways.
"Wow" It's all he could really say. Love at first sight is all he could describe it as. His first love. His childhood love. One look had him buzzing like a happy little bubble bee. @itsimaginetime
Speaking of bubble bees , the buzzing near his ear had him jumping out his memories and back to reality , jumping so hard that he fell into the lake.
Wooyoung gasped as he pulled his head out of the water hurriedly , spitting out the liquid that invaded his taste buds.
"You're still as cute as I remember , little wolf"
Wooyoung's eyes shot open at the voice, it's not one he knows , but the simple nickname , along with the scent of the soft ocean breeze on a walk by the beach at dawn coupled with peaches and cream intensifying greatly had him in shock. @itsimaginetime
Not believing his senses , he turned around only to be faced with a sight he never thought he'll ever see again.
You.
Jongho:
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Jongho's surprise is unmatched when the pack's alpha ; his hyung Hongjoong; asked of him , Yunho and Mingi ; the pack's official guards ; to go check on the darkest part of the forest that's within their territory for an alleged bear that lives within that area.
"A bear?" The youngest asked at the mention of the animal. @itsimaginetime
"Yes, as unusual as it sounds , a bear. According to our hunters , they saw it around the obscure part of the forest at night only recently. So far , it hasn't attacked or approached anyone, so all I'm asking of you is to check up on it and make sure it's harmless."
With that order, the three guards took their leave , soon reaching the part of the forest they needed to reach.
Once there, they decided to split up to cover more ground , Yunho and Mingi together while Jongho went on his own.
As Jongho walked in the opposite direction of his hyungs , he spotted a patch of fur which quickly disappeared behind the trees.
Determined, Jongho followed the creature , slowly as to not scare it , he kept at it for the better half of an hour , forgetting his hyungs entirely and getting enamored by this mysterious being. @itsimaginetime
Reaching a cave , he witnessed the patch of fur in it's true form of a bear clearly as it transformed before his eyes , turning into a beautiful hybrid with soft bear ears and a cute tail. Jongho tried his best not to stare at their body as they entered the cave and he followed silently.
"How have you been , mom?"
Jongho's eyes widened as the hybrid approached another bear hybrid laying on the ground, seemingly sick.
"A little better , honey". @itsimaginetime
The younger bear hybrid hummed gently before talking again;
"You're not subtle , wolf. What do you want?"
Jongho almost jumped out of his own skin at being mentioned. Was he really that obvious?
"Let me guess, here to chase us away?"
"No!"
The hybrid turned to face him , eyeing him up and down before approaching slowly, menacingly , standing right infront of him , staring him down.
"Then what do you want from us?"
"M-my pack's alpha sent me here and my hyungs to check up on the area"
"Your hyungs?"
"Yeah , they're-". @itsimaginetime
"Jongho!"
He turns around at the mention of his name to see said hyungs coming near them.
"You don't think I'm dumb , do you wolf? What are your true intentions?"
"I swear these are our true intentions , it's just a safety measurement since you're in our territory and-". @itsimaginetime
"Oh , this is your territory? Well my apologies, we'll leave as soon as we can"
"That's not why we're here" This time it was Yunho who spoke up. "If you need to stay , then you can stay as long as you don't harm anyone. We can even talk to Hongjoong and get you some help if you need it"
The young bear hybrid looked back at their mother before looking back at the trio.
"I'll trust you...for now since I don't really have much of a choice , but if you even think of trying to harm me or my mother , I-"
"Honey, don't threaten the young gentlemen , they're just trying to help"
"You're too sweet ,mom. Anyway, my name's Y/n and my threat still stands"
"Honey!". @itsimaginetime
As the duo started bickering playfully , and the hyungs started discussing how they'll break the news to their pack leader , Jongho could only stare at the young bear hybrid , hearts in his eyes as he watched them giggle softly at something their mother said.
"oOoOoOOoOhh~ Our little maknae has a crUUUUUuuuUuSh~~~"
Jongho's head snapped towards Mingi who was giggling at his own words.
"W-what do you-?"
"Anyway, we'll get going now. We promise we'll be back soon , hopefully baring good news". @itsimaginetime
Yunho decided to be the voice of reason as he spoke , bowing politely before grabbing a still giggling Mingi and a blushing Jongho as they made their way back to their pack.
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Hello I hope all is well :D can I request Dom! Jongho or Dom! Hwa with Fem!reader make up sex after an argument
❝ Kiss And Make-Up ❞
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pairing: Park Seonghwa x F!Reader
a/n: Hope you're doing well anon! I hope you like this! I decided to write for Hwa, since I am working on a Jongho one which is kind of similar so hopefully this is good! <3
warnings: smutty, a lot of angst, fluffy ending, dom!seonghwa, sub!femreader
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Four hours.
You’ve been waiting four hours for your boyfriend, Seonghwa, to come home from work. Since ATEEZ had just released their newest comeback, you were expecting your boyfriend to finally get off work and relax with you after a hard month. You cleaned, cooked, you did everything around the house so Seonghwa didn’t have to when he got home. You made dinner and even set up a few movies for you both to watch and cuddle to.
You were worried, to say the least. You texted Seonghwa, asking when he would get home but even after hours passed, you had yet to get a response, a single message that told you where he was. That was until a few minutes later. You were scrolling through Instagram, trying to find a way to cure your boredom when you noticed a friends only story on ATEEZ’s account. You raised your eyebrow, wondering what could have been posted before eventually clicking on the story. Your heart dropped as you stared at the video. It was what seemed to be a celebration for their latest comeback, a party. On normal occasions, you would have brushed it off, figuring it was just the boys celebrating their comeback together. That was until you noticed all the other members’ girlfriends. They were all there, everyone except you.
Of course, you were upset. How could only you not be invited to this party? How come Seonghwa didn’t invite you or let you know? You were beyond pissed-off. You wanted to know why you didn’t know about this party. You felt humiliated in a way. Placing your phone down, you stared at the front door from where you sat on the couch, your heart racing as you waited for your boyfriend to come home.
Jingle .. Click!
The sound of keys jangling and the door unlocking caused you to sit up. You knew exactly who it was. You checked the time on the clock. 2 A.M. It’s been exactly 6 hours since your boyfriend should have been home. Getting up, you faced the door, watching as it pushed open and revealed the very person you had been waiting for all this time.
“Seonghwa.”
He raised his head at the sound of his name. He was obviously drunk, stumbling over his feet, his cheeks flushed and his coat lazily thrown over his shoulders. He sighed at the sight of you, walking past you and over to your shared bedroom. You scrunched your nose at the smell of alcohol, following past him and crossing your arms. “Are you not going to say anything to me? I think I deserve an explanation.” You mutter, staring at his back as he started to take off his clothes, replacing them with a T-shirt and some sweatpants.
“What’s there to be explained? Go to sleep, it’s late.” Seonghwa took a seat on his side of the bed, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes. You frowned, clenching your fists at how annoyed you were. First, he doesn’t tell you where he was, now he’s not going to give you an explanation? You weren’t having it. “Why didn’t you tell me that you had a party today?” You waited for his response, only to be met with silence. “Are you going to answer me or-“
“You weren’t invited because we didn’t want you there. Happy?”
You could feel your words get caught in your throat, tears stinging your eyes as you stared at the man before you. You slowly nodded your head, quickly wiping your tears that continued to fall. “Very.” You whispered sadly, turning your back on him and heading over to the bedroom door, slamming the door behind you as you headed into the living room, sitting back on the couch where this all started. You stared down at the floor for a second before finally breaking down. Seonghwa had never said anything rude to you. And definitely not to that extent. Your heart ached as you lay down on the couch, crying into the couch pillow.
You thought about what you could have possibly done to have him get so pissed off with you. You thought about it all night, tears continuing to flow down your face until you fell asleep an hour later, your eyes red and swollen.
It was the next morning. You were awoken by the feeling of someone brushing their fingers through your hair. Of course, it was none other than your boyfriend, Seonghwa. You slowly opened your puffy eyes to look up at him, he was giving you a smile brighter than the billions of stars in the sky.
“Hey, beautiful. Why weren’t you in bed with me this morning? I missed you.” He whispered and gently kneeled down in front of the couch. You stared at him for a few seconds, your heart skipping a beat as you stared at his perfect face. Did he really forget? You scoffed as you slowly sat up, looking at the sun that shined through the cream, sheer curtains. “Why wasn’t I in bed? You’re messing with me, right? Do you even remember what you said to me last night?” You finally turned to face him, watching as his face dropped, his eyebrow raising.
“No... what did I say?” Seonghwa carefully muttered, as to not get you any more agitated than you had already looked. He was too late though. You shook your head as you got up from the couch, walking away and into the bedroom, Seonghwa closely following behind you. “Love, please tell me? I’m sorry I don’t remember- I hope it wasn’t anything bad.” He stared at you as you leaned again your wardrobe, staring at him through your vanity mirror. You stayed quiet for a moment, before turning to him, crossing your arms as you looked him up and down. “You ‘didn’t invite me because nobody wanted me there.’ Does that ring any bells? Huh?”
Seonghwa’s eyes widened at your words, he could hardly recall himself saying that, but he felt terrible. He couldn’t believe he would ever say anything of that kind to you. “Y/N, I didn’t mean that-“ “I don’t want to hear this excuse, Seonghwa. It doesn’t change the fact that you said that. Do you know how hurt I was by that? What did I do for you to be so mean to me? Did the others really not want me there? Did you? I still want an explanation for this. It really hurt me.” You frowned as you stared at the man in front of you.
He quickly shook his head, taking a small step closer to you and gently holding your hands in his larger ones. “Y/N.” He whispered, pulling you in closer to him and resting one of his hands against your cheek. “I’m really sorry for ever saying that to you. I.. was very drunk. I know that’s not an excuse, I’m still terribly sorry. I didn’t mean it at all. I love having you around, so do the guys! Whenever I make plans to hang out with them, they always ask if you’re going to join us. They always get so disappointed when it’s only me coming.” He chuckled softly at the thought, his hand squeezing yours as he took one more step closer to you. “I didn’t mean to not invite you. To be honest, I was going to. I didn’t even know the company was throwing this party for us. As soon as I found out, I was going to call and ask if you wanted to come, but the boys were already pushing me to drink, I completely forgot. I’m so sorry that you thought I didn’t want you there. There is never a time where I don’t want you by my side.” He whispered, your eyes swelling with tears as you listened to every word. You felt silly for getting upset, you knew Seonghwa, you knew he was never like that.
You sniffled as you leaned into his touch, holding your hand against his that rested against your cheek. “I forgive you. I’m sorry for getting like that, I was just.. really hurt. I know you would never say something like that intentionally. Please.. watch what you say next time.” You looked up at him with a small pout, causing Seonghwa to chuckle as he nodded, resting both of his hands on your waist. “I promise, love. I won’t ever say anything like that to you again.” He smiled softly at you. Slowly, your hands ran up his chest, sliding up his neck until your hands made contact with his cheeks, cupping them gently beneath your palms.
The air suddenly felt heavy as the both of you stared at each other. You could see the love in his dark brown eyes, they were practically laced in honey as he stared at you with so much admiration. Seonghwa slowly brought his hand up to your face as your dropped your hands against his broad shoulders, squeezing them at the feeling of his thumb brushing against your lips. “Can I show you how much you mean to me, baby?” He whispered as he inched in closer to you, so close you could feel his breath breezing against your lips. You couldn’t help but nod. He was too captivating to turn down. And of course, you wanted to be as close to him as you possibly could, in every way.
Seonghwa smiled down at you and ran his hand to the back of your head, pulling you in closer as he quickly attached his lips to yours. His lips tasted sweet with the slight bitterness of alcohol, they were soft, nonetheless. You moaned softly against his lips as he bit down on the plump skin, his fingers combing through your hair and tugging on it ever-so gently. He slowly backed up until the back of his knees hit the edge of your shared bed, letting himself fall until his butt hit the silk-covered mattress. You smiled softly against his lips, inching your way onto his lap with both your knees dug into the cushion. Seonghwa hummed against your lips as he moved his hands from your hair to the front of your (his) shirt, unbuttoning it gently until the cloth fell to the floor, leaving you half naked in front of him.
No matter how many times you’ve been with Seonghwa, you never got over this feeling. The excitement whenever he looked at you like you were a piece of art, so beautiful and delicate. You let out a small whimper as the man flipped you over onto your back, staring up at him as he hovered above you. He ran his hands beneath your sleep shorts, tugging them down as he started to trail kisses down your neck and chest. “You’re absolutely stunning, sweetheart.” He mumbled. You couldn’t help but moan at his sweet words, your back arching into his touch as his kisses trailed down to the waistband of your panties, using his teeth to slowly pull them off.
You bit down on your lip as Seonghwa through your legs over his shoulders, watching as he placed multiple kisses on the inside of your thighs. You sat up on your left arm, your right hand sliding into his hair, pushing it back to watch his every movement. You moaned quietly as Seonghwa used his skillful tongue, licking slowly up your clit with very little added pressure. He chuckled at the sound of your moans, he always found them so cute and endearing. He continued his actions, rolling the tip of his tongue around your clit and lightly flicking it, not exactly giving you the pleasure you had wanted so badly just yet.
“Please.. don’t tease me, Hwa..” you whined, Seonghwa raising an eyebrow and smirking at your words. “Mm only because you asked so nicely, love.” He grinned and leaned into your body, his hand running up your thigh until he was met with your wet entrance. He gently circled your clit with the tip of his thumb, moving slowly as his tongue lapped at your arousal before pushing it inside of your hole. You whimpered at the feeling, your fingers pulling at his hair every time the tip of his tongue brushed against the spot inside you that made your toes curl. Your head fell back as the pace of his thumb started to increase, your pussy clenching around his tongue as your hips started to grind up into his face.
“Stay still, beautiful.” Seonghwa chuckled against your skin as he pulled his tongue out of you, replacing it with his middle and index finger as his tongue flicked against your clit, his lips wrapping around it as well to suck on it. Whines and pants were spilling from your lips, the combination of his fingers and tongue were too much to handle at this point. You lifted your head to glance down at him, moaning softly when you noticed his hips rutting against the mattress beneath you both. “F-Fuck, I’m gonna-“
You barely managed to whimper out those words as your thighs started to shake, closing them around his head as you came against his lips. Seonghwa moaned quietly as your tightened around his fingers, smirking as he pulled his fingers out of you before sitting up, working to pull off his shirt and sweats. You were about to reach out for his length, wanting to treat him back for the amazing orgasm he had just given you, when he grabbed your hands. He held them both above your head with one of his own, the other one guiding the head of his cock to your hole. “As much as I would love to feel those pretty lips around my cock, I want to cum with you.” Seonghwa gave you his signature smile as he lined himself up, before slowly inserting the tip inside you, you letting out a content sigh as you two were finally connected. You let your arms rest against the mattress as you held onto his hand with both of your own, your heart racing as he completely pushed the rest of his length inside, moaning softly at the full feeling.
Seonghwa couldn’t help but giggle at how fucked our you had already looked, his hand running up your body to your left breast, massaging it as he attached his lips to yours. You hummed against his lips and bit down on the flesh, releasing a moan from the man above you as he started to move his hips into yours, starting off at a slow pace that continued to increase. You couldn’t remember the last time you had sex with Seonghwa, but this surely made up for it. He ran his long fingers to your erected nipples, gently teasing and pinching it as his thrusts became tougher, grinding up against your clit with every movement. You whimpered. You were already quite sensitive from your previous orgasm, you knew this one wasn’t too far behind.
“Fuck Seonghwa, you feel so good inside m-me!”
You whined into the kiss and pulled back, your head falling back into the mattress as your clawed at his hand. Seonghwa grinned at your state, trailing his lips down to your neck as he sucked and kissed at the skin, continuously massaging your breast and humming. “Are you gonna cum again for me, baby? Are you going to be a good girl and cum?” He muttered lowly, letting out a few grunts and gasps of his own as his pace quickened. “Yes! Yes- shit!”
You moaned as he removed his hand from your breast to toy with your clit, rubbing it in fast circles as he thrusted into your pussy. “Come on, sweetheart, cum.” He smirked as you started to clench around his cock. You bit down harshly on your lip, squeezing your thighs around his hips as the pleasure started to come in and waves, your insides bubbling up before something inside you bursts. You arch your back and moan as you finally cum, Seonghwa moaning quietly into your neck as he follows shortly behind you. He stays still for a few seconds as he releases his long, thick ropes of cum inside you, his hips stuttering as his hand grips your waist to hold you still. It’s quiet for a while, the room occupied with nothing but your heavy breathing before Seonghwa finally breaks the silence.
“I love you so much, Y/N.” He smiled at you as he slowly let go of your hands, laying beside you with his arms around your chest, still inside of you. “I’m really sorry for what I said to you. You didn’t deserve that, I was a real idiot.” You smiled as you pressed your back to his chest, closing your eyes and shaking your head as you rested your head against his shoulder. “I forgive you, Seonghwa. I know you didn’t mean it, I love you too.” You grinned and let your head fall back to see his face, leaning up to kiss his lips which he quickly kissed back, both of you continuing to lay there for the rest of that blissful morning.
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tinyidle · 8 months
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excuse ME?
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yulight · 2 years
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Ateez MTL too Be a hard dom to sub
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Most (dom)
Hongjoong
He's very possessive and jealous type. he likes to be in control. he extremely strict, he comes with a rule sheet and a shit ton of punishments if you break any of them rules.
Yunho
He may seem like a big playful baby and likes to see you panic because of how big he is compared to you . he full of fake sympathy too god he a little cruel .
Wooyoung
yeah... remember when I said yunho a little cruel? well wooyoung is just full on cruel . fake sympathy is all he knows cocky too.
San
listen. I am a FIRM believer of soft boy san . he just not a hard dom but not a push over. definitely a pleasure dom .
Seonghwa
pleasure dom 2.0 . only wants to see you cry from pleasure so gentle so sweet so much love just perfect . will reccomend
Jongho
he strong but no attack. he just our classic ol soft dom . will give you so much love attention and affection hates punishing you.
Yeosang
Yeosang is a switch a very lazy switch mind you. he just not into being a hard dom or soft dom will live happily if you just ride him while he controls your hips .
Mingi
mingi more hit me as a service top kinda man? like he just wants you to tell him what to do. because let's be honest baby will be lost.
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star1117-archives · 2 years
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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩
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➵ Pairing : OT8 x Fem!Y/N
➵ Genre : Fluff + Suggestive
➵ W.C : 1604
➵ Warnings : Mentions of sex, Jealousy/Jealous sex, Insinuated sex, Marking, Mentions of tits/dicks etc.
➵ A/N : Originally ordered differently so I didn’t even realise it goes from suggestive to fluff
© 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.
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𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚
When Seonghwa gets out the shower after a frustrating day, only to hear you fangirling about Shownu to your friend, it’s the last straw for him. He comes out with only a pair of boxers on, walking towards your oblivious figure.
“I mean, come on, can someone give their stylist a raise? They’re feeding us too well with pants like that.”
Seonghwa crawled across the bed, putting his legs either side of you before starting to kiss your neck softly. He leaned into your ear, nibbling and kissing it. When you moaned quietly, he chuckled darkly before taking your phone.
“Hwa what-”
“Yeah, sorry she’s gonna have to call you back later, I have…”
Seonghwa stopped to look at you with a smirk.
“Stuff to do.”
Seonghwa hung up the phone and threw it before holding your waist tightly, playing with the hem of your shorts.
“If it wasn’t clear, you’re stuff.”
𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠
When Hongjoong asks you to bring his spare headphones to the studio, he wasn’t expecting it to be near the start of EXO’s comeback. It was even more infuriating that after saying he wants you to stay, all he can hear is you fangirling. It’s not as if you didn’t tell him you’d go home, but that wasn’t a good enough excuse for him.
“Excuse me Sir do not bite your lip at me Kai. Oh no you cannot grind on the floor like that- wha- the disrespect-”
Not able to take it anymore, Hongjoong grabbed your phone and turned it off, startling you before your anger settled in.
“What’s your problem Joong? I said i’d go watch it at ho-”
Hongjoong grabbed your thighs before placing you on top of the table you were leaning on, pulling your head slightly back so he had full access to your neck and collarbone. He ran his tongue over the defined shape of one of your bones, smirking against your skin when he felt you gulp.
“Don’t ever lust over any other guy again in front of me or behind my back, got it?”
Your brain was too overloaded with so many complex sensations that you couldn’t form words. Hongjoong bit into your sweet flesh, leaving a small bruise and making you gasp.
“Answer me or i swear to god, i’ll fuck you right here and now and put it on a track. Do you think your lovely Kai would like to listen to your moans, Babygirl?”
𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨
Although my guy is usually a gentle giant, it really pissed Yunho off to see you so focused Ten’s exposed chest in the Bad Alive music video. what really got him angry though, was when you visibly tensed at his hip thrusts. The man stares at you the whole time, jealously fixated on your every move. The last straw, however, was when he noticed you tightly grip your thigh with a pained smile. He abruptly stands up from his seat, slightly startling you before walking quickly from the chair he was sitting on to the couch where you lay.
“Y-yunho?”
Yunho was too angry to process words, roughly picking you up and placing you on his shoulder.
“Hey! Put me do-”
Your words were cut short by a hard slap on your ass. Embarrassment making your face burn, you relaxed in Yunho’s grip, letting him carry you to your bedroom without any fuss. Yunho let you drop onto the soft bedding before pinning your hands above your head with one of his large hands, the other busy roaming your figure. You protested a bit, moaning when Yunho tightly gripped your thigh. He silenced you with a hungry kiss before pulling away and smirking.
“It seems like you’ve forgotten who makes you such a mess, Princess.”
𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠
Yeosang wouldn’t be too stressed out by your fangirling over BM from Kard, and would probably just tease you about it. That is, until you started screaming about his tits to your friend on a call after he just finished cooking dinner. He just stands there, patiently waiting for you to finish.
“Boy do not get me started on his tiddies… i know right! They’re so big.. Mhm I lowkey wanna buy the Big Tiddie Gang jumper but Sangie won’t let me-”
When you turned and saw Yeosang crossing his arms while frowning at you, you gulped and stuttered out a goodbye.
“A-alright San, listen i’ll have to call you later.. Mhm, talk to you soon.”
“So.. you really like his… ‘tiddies’ then?”
Your eyes widened, surprised Yeosang had even heard that. You stood up and walked to where he was leaning on the dining table.
“H-how much did you hear?”
“I walked in on.. what was it? ‘Big dick gang suits him better’?”
You gulped as Yeosang trapped you with his arms, leaning in as his expression darkened, eyes clouded with a mix of jealousy and lust.
“B-babe?”
“Why do you always have to be so needy? Ugh that put me right off dinner, you know what i want to eat now?”
You dumbly shook your head, sharply inhaling as Yeosang grabbed your chin, rubbing his thumb over your lip. He leaned in closer, you lips centimetres away from touching. As you closed your eyes expectantly, Yeosang chuckled and pulled away.
“I’m suddenly craving chicken. Can you put the food in the fridge for tomorrow while i go order?”
𝐒𝐚𝐧
When San walked in on you screaming over Taeyong in a crop top it was clear to see my guy was very jealous. He’d probably make a loud ass noise in the hallway so you know he’s home. He’d then walk into the front room and unbutton his shirt a lil before fanning himself, manspreading as he runs a hand through his hair. When he sees how quiet you’ve gotten he’d smirk a lil before pulling you onto his lap and turning the video off.
“Hey! i was watching that!”
You rolled your eyes and tried to squirm off San’s lap. He held your waist down however, gripping tighter when you strained again.
“Why do you need to watch him when i’m right here?”
“That’s not the point, San. Why are you being weird about it?”
Because i just found my girlfriend drooling over another man!”
“I don’t know why i put up with this bullshit!”
You tried to get up again but this time San let you fall to the couch before pinning your arms. He leans in close to your ear, trapping your body underneath his as he whispered in a sultry tone.
“Well, maybe you need reminding why you’re with me instead of him.”
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢
Mingi would probably be pretty calm about you fangirling over Felix, but when you bite your lip when he lifts his shirt, it starts to become something else. He’d at first be annoyed by it, thinking stuff like “what’s so sexy about that? i got my tits out at MAMA 2019.” Then he’d start getting a lil self-conscious and start hugging you tightly.
“What’s this for baby?”
You started giggling as Mingi pouted, burying his face into your neck.
“Can i not cuddle my lovely girlfriend? Or are you too focused on Felix right now?”
You rolled your eyes and sighed, turning to the big baby that was pouting while back-hugging you.
“Are you really getting jealous over some guy on the tv? Come here silly.”
You pulled Mingi in for a slow and sweet kiss before breaking away and smilling at him.
“Besides, your tits are better.”
𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠
Out of everyone, Woo is the least bothered by you fangirling. He knows who you decide to kiss goodnight at the end of everyday and no one else can touch that. He may even fanboy/cheer with you if it’s someone he knows/likes. Which is how you two somehow ended up talking about pink mullet Yeonjun and him in crop tops and him in puma and can’t you see me.
“Yesss, pop off Yeonjun! It’s zumba time!”
You got up and danced to txt’s MMA 2020 performance, knowing the moves off by heart. Wooyoung got up and joined you, following the simple actions.
“Hey Y/N! Watch this!”
Wooyoung tried to show off by doing a handstand but fell onto the couch. You bursted into laughter, Wooyoung joining in after sitting up. He then pulled a still-laughing you onto his lap and cuddled you, kissing every inch of your face.
“I love making you laugh, Babe.”
𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨
Jongho would be the most insecure due to your fangirling, biting his lip and watching silently as you tried to keep your fangirling to a minimum, knowing it upset him. I mean, he’s the one who put on the SHINee performance, surely he can’t get mad at you for staring when Minho ripped his shirt open. When you turned and saw Jongho’s hurt expression, you immediately turned off the video and put on Ateez’s 2020 MAMA performance, oohing and aahing whenever he came on the screen, making him smile and giggle cutely.
“Ahh, Jongho! Why did you have to wink like that?! The butterflies-”
Jongho laughed loudly at your comment, kissing your cheek and laying his head on your lap as you absentmindedly played with his hair, too focused on the screen.
“That high-note has me dead, Baby! How do you always sing like that, dance challenging choreos and still look like a complete snack?!”
“Probably because i know my girl is watching and loves it this much.”
You smiled down warmly at him as he cupped your cheek, pulling you in for another kiss.
“You really are the only thing keeping me together, Y/N.”
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firesideme · 1 year
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Epilogue
You’re alone, more than physically. You can feel the absence of people around you like you’ve been plunged into a cold bath. There’s nothing, and nothing, and nothing.
Then color, sound, sensation.
You pick yourself off the floor, rubbing at your nose, the back of your hand coming away bloody. 
“You alright, miss?”
It’s just some kid, looking more interested than concerned as she kneels in front of you. Her clothes are ragged, her hair matted and greasy, face splotched with grime with cheeks that are too sunken in to be healthy. 
“Miss?”
You haul yourself up, uneven cobblestones digging into your feet. 
“What are you wearing, miss? Where’re you from? What’s that?”
You look at what she’s pointing at, realizing you have a bag over one shoulder, and in your left hand, an hourglass with blue-tinted glass and a golden frame. 
A bell sounds, deep and thundering. The girl squeals and scurries away. You follow her retreat until you lose her in a side street. You’re in a town square, standing next to a moss-covered water fountain. The buildings around you are stout and weather beaten, the wooden sidings half-rotted and falling apart, covered in a white, crystalline substance that must be salt. You sniff, smelling sea air and among the other scents- too strong to be a cookfire- is smoke. 
When someone shoulders you in their attempt to flee, you realize that the square is quickling clearing. It occurs to you that it must have been a warning bell, but a warning for what?
“Oi, kid!” someone whispers through a gap in their door. “You soft in the head? Hide!”
All you can manage is an inarticulate, “Why?”
The single eye you can see through the gap widens in terror. “Pirates!”
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hwalilac · 1 year
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A boom of thunder violently wakes you up without warning. The time on the clock next to you reads 2:35 am, which means there’s absolutely no way you’re staying up and being too tired for work. Unfortunately you’re dripping with sweat, which leads you to the bathroom to clean up. It’s only a matter of minutes before Jongho joins you, leaning on the door frame, staring at you with slight concern.
“It’s just the storm,” you explain before he can pester you with questions. You can see him staring at you through the mirror though, so you turn to face him. Before even a word can escape your mouth, a loud boom occurs outside once again. A squeal erupts from you, triggering your fight or flight. You immediately jump into Jongho’s arms, holding on for dear life. Thankfully he grips onto you in return.
“Baby, maybe we should try to relax,” he reasons with you. “I could sing to you, perhaps,” he adds. You reluctantly nod your head on his chest, giving him permission to drag you back to bed. He tucks you in, pulling the blanket over you and lays your head on his chest. It only takes a second before he starts singing, the vibrations hitting your head from his chest.
The song he sings is Star 1117, by his group ATEEZ. It’s just as beautiful as the original track, as he sings every note gracefully. He sings much quieter as well, singing only for your ears to hear. You feel his hands roam your body, rubbing soothing patterns into your skin. You’re too distracted by his enchanting voice to even focus on the storm. It’s the only thing you could possibly focus on. You can almost feel the smile on his face as he sings without even looking. You don’t even get half way through the second chorus before you’re drifting fast asleep, in Jongho’s warm embrace.
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