#jun drabbles

[shuacore]

[ 00:53 ] skating in central park — bill evans

“holy balls it’s cold as fuck.” 

leave it to jun to keep it romantic. you hold back a snort of laughter, knowing it would only egg your boyfriend on more. he has his hand shoved into his pockets, breath coming out in steamy puffs of air. it’s biting this evening, but jun looks like a drama lead—so cute, all bundled with the tip of his nose red in his long trench coat and white puffy earmuffs—that you don’t even mind.

you sigh knowingly, twisting around to look at him with a smile. “come on! the christmas market is so cute.” 

“why can’t we just get drinks inside?” he whines, and you flit over, pressing a quick kiss to his cold cheek. this silences him for a moment as he regards you with wide eyes, smiling with adoration. your stomach flip flops around. ah, it never gets old.

“let’s just do a quick loop and then i promise we can go and get drinks. at a bar. inside,” you say in earnest, and this seems to persuade jun. you loop your arm through his, tucking yourself neatly into his side. he’s warm, even under all the layers, and you smell the familiar aroma of amber and cinnamon wafting from his skin. 

he groans,”fine,” without any heat, and presses a kiss to the crown of your head. your grin takes over your whole face as you tug him deeper into the throng of people. there are booths lining the walkway packed with sparkling decorations, large painted ornaments and tempting aromas of herbs and spices. your mouth waters as you pass by a booth selling pierogis, and you tug jun behind you as you move closer, pressing a finger against the glass.  

“ooh, let’s get some,” you say, and your excitement is enough to convince jun to hand over eight dollars to the stand, smiling fondly as you feed him bites from your fork. they’re warm and buttery and a perfect snack to combat the bitter chill of the winter air, and with full bellies you continue tooling around the market. you peruse spice stands, cooking stands, art stands, hand knit hats, scarves, and mittens, hand-painted ornaments, and a million other handcrafted things, all the while jun follows faithfully behind. his eyes glint merrily in the Christmas lights swinging in the night air. 

the pathway opens up into a lively center square, and you gasp excitedly, reaching out to grasp jun’s gloved hand tightly in your own.

“look! ice skating!” you say with vigor, skipping over to the barrier and watching the skaters with wide eyes. you turn back to your boyfriend, blushing to see him watching you again with poorly disguised amusement. “we should do it!”

jun’s eyebrows disappear underneath his fringe. “oh…i don’t know…”

you seemed to be spending most of your time convincing your partner to have a good time with you. 

“come onnnn! i’ll pay this time,” you plead, tugging on his elbow like a needy child. normally you’d take no for an answer, but it’s christmas for god’s sake, and you want to go ice skating with your boyfriend. not surprisingly, it doesn’t take much for him to relent—a few ‘please, please, please’s and an extra whispered promise in his ear for some winter activities you could do once you got home—before he’s pulling you by the hand to the booth and smacking a bill on the counter. 

“two pairs of skates! sizes 7 and 11, please.” your smile is blinding as you place a giddy peck to the cheek, and there he goes blushing again, like this is your first date and not your 200th. you like seeing jun all flustered around you; even after four years it still makes your stomach flip.

the worker hands jun his change and two pairs of skates—one of which he hands off to you—and you find a place to put them on. then the two of you are standing at the edge of the rink, hand in hand. you’ve only ever really gone skating on the ponds near your house, and even then it’s only been the two of you or family members during the holidays. and suddenly you’re a little nervous. experienced skaters and hockey players zip by at blinding speeds, and you inhale a sharp breath as the speed of a skater passing by ruffles your scarf. 

sensing your hesitation, jun gives your hand a soft squeeze and pulls you onto the rink. you grip the wall, white-knuckled, as jun leads you around the edge. it’s slow-going at first, as you get your bearings on the ice, but jun seems to pick up the movements naturally. he’s always been more adept at picking up new skill and ice skating seems to be no exception.

“wait, how are you so good at this?” you ask, breathless, as jun skates gracefully backwards, all the while still holding your hand in his. your trepidation is replaced by incredulity as jun releases your hand and swiftly flips around and glides off in easy loops.

“what the hell?!” you curse loudly, earning you a few grumpy glares from parents of young kids, but you’re too preoccupied watching your ice-skating-prodigy boyfriend to notice. the wind whips through his dark hair, pushing it off his forehead as he passes by you, close enough to feel his fingers graze your arm. “when did you learn to do this?!”

your knees are still unsteady on the ice, and you keep your fingers wrapped around the wall as you hobble around, trying to catch up with your boyfriend. 

“wait!” you call out in slight desperation as he skates past you one more time, weaving in and out of couples and kids making their own rounds. you frown, still sedentary, as jun finally skates back to you, skidding to a stop so you feel a light shower of ice sprinkle your face. 

“hey—ouch!” jun whines, rubbing his shoulder where you just punched him. “what?!”

“since when have you been good at skating?!” you ask in disbelief. he shrugs, exclaiming aloud when he dodges another swing. 

“stop!” jun protests, wrapping his hands around your wrists, and then he knits his fingers in your tightly. “just… like this, come on.” he pulls you gently away from the wall amid objections, showing you how to swish your feet in a graceful back-and-forth pattern. you start to gain a little speed. the wall seems miles away now, other skaters are dipping and weaving around you, and you turn back to jun with your arms held aloft, his name already formed on your lips in jubilation—

WHAM!

this time you do curse loud enough for enough people to hear. jun laughs raucously over the sound of other skaters as you lay flat on your back on the ice, your elbows, hips and pride aching. his face appears over yours, hair hanging down, face glowing with mirth. he offers you a hand, and pulls you up slowly as you wince. talk about old bones—you were going to be feeling that for a week. you hold your butt, massaging the muscle as it aches. 

“fuck,” you groan, lightly punching jun again as he laughs. it soothes your dignity just a bit to see him so happy, throwing his whole head back as he wipes the tears from his eyes. 

“here, i’ll help you,” jun promises, holding his arm out to you. this time it goes a little smoother as jun guides you around the rink. you almost make a full second rotation before you stumble again, this time taking your boyfriend down with you in a spectacular display of limbs and more curse words. the two of you laugh, amid a tangle of arms and legs, breathless. the air doesn’t seem so biting anymore. even on the ice, feeling the bruises blossoming on your shins and butt, watching your boyfriend heave himself to his feet, brush off the snow from his long winter trench coat like some kind of rom-com lead has your heart fluttering in your chest. he pulls you to your feet again, and sputters in surprise when you lurch forward to press a kiss to his lips. 

it fills your chest with warmth, and you laugh short-winded against his mouth as jun’s hands rest on the back of your neck. he’s a bit too eager, biting your lip slightly as you pull away before he’s finished. (you are still in public after all.)

“what was that for?” he asks, nose and cheeks red from the cold. you lift your hand to his face, tracing the line of his cheekbone lightly with your thumb. 

“mm, nothing. i just love you,” you say, quietly, unable to stop the smiles from filling your face. 

jun leans in again, lips centimeters form yours when someone yells, “get a room!” and you freeze. jun laughs loudly again, throwing his head back like he always does. you hid your face against his chest as you giggle in embarrassment. his arms are warm around your body.

“do you wanna take a break?” he asks when you resurface. 

you falter. “but we just got them,” you say, feeling a bit guilty. 

“hey, we have them for a whole hour,” he assures you, and presses a kiss to your temple. 

despite your protests, the activities on land are much more your speed. after finding a secluded little bench, jun disappears for a moment, only to return with two steaming mugs of hot apple cider. it’s sweet and a little spicy but it sends a welcome wave of warmth through your body, letting the steam defrost your noses and cheeks from the winter air. jun wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as you watch the skaters together. 

and you just sit in quiet for a while, every so often commenting on the booths or other market-goers. unbeknownst to you, jun watches you fondly, taking in your slouched posture, your bright eyes as you drink in the christmas festivities. that alone is enough to make his chest want to burst. he tucks you just a bit tighter in to his side, lifting a hand to press a gentle kiss to the back of your gloved knuckles.

his presence is just as warm as the cider cupped in your hands.

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a/n: just a fun little wintery jun-fic that's been on my mind. i was also thinking of posting it to skating by vince guaraldi (also a good one if u want the ambiance!!!!) but i liked the mellow tones of bill evans too :3

xx thanks for reading LOVE U!!!

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[kittyhuii]

Hear me OUT. I’m thinking dry humping with virgin Junhui and him getting all flustered and shy and warning you that if you keep going he’s going to cum. I see enough dom Jun let’s switch the narrative 😁👀

╰┈➤ 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚎

pairings: virgin!jun x gn!reader

warnings: somnophilia, implied unprotected sex (do tell me if i missed some)

word count: 731

synopsis: Even before you two started dating, Jun seemed like the type of guy who had an active sex life. Especially since he’s such a good looking guy, not only that but he’s also fit; thus, the thought came to you that Jun is experienced when it comes to sex. Yet, why were you pleasuring yourself on your sleeping boyfriend?

You were frustrated, you were conflicted, and you were also horny. Only this time, simply touching yourself won’t get you off. Your fingers didn’t satisfy you as it did anymore , you needed him this time, but there was something holding you back. You were conflicted, conflicted purely because he didn’t know if you were ready to step into this part of your relationship yet. You two just started dating a month ago and you always did your best to suppress your innermost desires, until now that is. You rolled over, looking at your boyfriend’s  sleeping figure. You scanned every part of him with loving eyes: an arm under his head, his picture perfect nose that you thought could be used as a seat, and a small pout on his lips. You couldn’t help admiring your boyfriend, you were whipped, but oh were you also so horny. Watching him sleep surely did not help whatsoever, your yearning only grew worse as time went on. After a few more moments of silence under the sheets, You heard a lightbulb flicker in the back of your head. 

You grabbed one of the ends of the blanket and slowly uncovered the both of you, carefully doing so as to not wake him up from his slumber. Seeing more of him you felt your whole body throb from yearning his touch, his hands on your hips and his cock inside you filling you up real nice. Your hand wandered around his body – caressing his cheek, tracing small circles on his Adam's apple, massaging his arms – and here you are now, with one of your legs wrapped around his torso, slowly grinding your hips against him. What was once a silent night inside your room soon turned into a room echoing soft grunts and moans from you. 

“Mmh…” you heard your boyfriend mutter under his breath but that couldn’t stop you anymore from chasing your high. “...sorry… ‘m so sorry Junnie” you whimper. As you kept going, you noticed the erection that was growing underneath your boyfriend’s sweatpants. You ran one of your hands from his leg up to his thigh and on his crotch, jerking your boyfriend’s covered cock. “Wait…” Jun whimpers, “...can’t cum like this” he added. Obliging to his request, you pulled down his sweatpants, presumably thinking that this is what he meant. Jun gasped as he felt his cock spring out from his sweatpants. For a few seconds you admired his pretty cock, its length that could hit your sweet spot with every thrust, a single vein running down from under the tip down to the base, and a pinkish tip that made you quiver in lust. 

You stood up and positioned yourself on top of him, now sitting down on his cock only with half of your weight down on him. Slowly, you started grinding on him again, only this time his bare cock was rubbing on your underwear, creating friction that Jun could not handle. His whimpers grew louder as you continued pleasuring himself on top of him. “I’m– if you keep going… ‘m going to cum”, Jun whined, his cries of pleasure did not get you to stop, instead, you were motivated to make your boyfriend feel the long awaited climax of his sex life. Whines and moans continued to come out of your boyfriend’s mouth as you kept grinding on his cock, you looked at him under you, his cheeks flushed red and tears welling up on his eyes. 

After a few more grunts and a grind of your hip, you feel your boyfriend’s cock underneath you twitch. Jun couldn’t even mutter a single word anymore as he felt his orgasm finally peak. You watch as his back arches and body trembles from the feeling of ecstasy you have gotten out of him. You soon feel your underwear get soaked from not only your juices but also your boyfriend’s. You look back at him again, seeing how his face was soaked with tears and a blush still evident on his cheeks.

You got up again and laid down next to your boyfriend who was still catching his breath. Suddenly feeling tired you yawned and faced your boyfriend again. Jun grabbed one of your hands and he finally spoke, “I… still need help” he said, rather timidly as you see his throbbing cock still hard. 

a/n: I do hope you enjoy this request anon! took me a bit longer to release this since i had some errands to run lol

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[inspired-by-the-music]

oopsie daisy: rewritten, coming soon!

pairing: jun x reader

featuring: wonwoo as the reader's older brother

synopsis: while working at your brother's book and flower shop for the summer, you develop a crush on the new florist, jun.

note: this is a rewrite of a fic that is about four years old.

available on: tumblr, wattpad

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[moon-junnie]

stars go blue

pairing: (non-idol) jun x (female) reader

warning: reader has a jerk of a boyfriend at the beginning

word count: 3.5k

Jun doesn’t want to be here. His mom decided to leave the city behind, and that meant moving to this tiny town where nothing ever happens. That meant transferring to this small school where everybody else has known each other since diaper days and everything new loses its luster within a day or an hour or a second. 

His mom says that she can’t remember the last time he smiled, so Jun is trying all of the things he used to enjoy in this new place. Yesterday, he joined that sports team. Today, he’s talking to the band director about performing during the concert season now and then — God forbid that he should be here this long— the marching season in the fall. 

“I play the piano,” Jun says, “and—” 

“Then you can learn how to play the xylophone quickly,” the band director decides, ushering Jun into the band hall. He must be desperate for new band members. 

Here, in the band hall, is where Jun sees you for the first time. You’re staring down at the xylophone, biting your lips. Your mallets move quickly. You play the scales fast, too fast, blurring the notes together. When you hit a foul note, your forehead wrinkles. Groaning, you drop your mallets onto the xylophone. 

The band director calls your name, and you snap to attention. You focus on him until he says, “This is Jun.” Jun grimaces as the band director pats his shoulder. “He plays the piano too. Do me a favor, please, and show him how to play a few scales.” 

As soon as you look at him, Jun drops his gaze to the floor. You’re cute. And your voice is angel soft when you say, “Hi, Jun.” 

He doesn’t know how, but he can feel you smiling at him. Your smile feels like the first springtime sunray after a cold, dead winter. 

He nods and obeys when you say, “Come here! I won’t bite.” 

And he wishes that he could stop blushing. And he’s grateful that he can at least pretend that he’s focused on replicating your mallet technique. And when the bell rings and other students pour into the band hall, he realizes that he hasn’t said a single word to you. He panics. 

A boy calls your name. Jun knows instantly from the way you look at him. Although you wince at his voice, you are in love with that boy. 

“Just a minute,” you say quietly as you pack your mallets away. 

Jun reaches to grab your wrist before you turn, but he stops himself. He mumbles your name instead. Your eyes widen. Maybe you didn’t know he could speak. 

“Yes?” Your voice — how is this possible? — softens. 

Jun hasn’t looked anyone in the eyes since moving here— not even his mom. But he falls into yours while he says, “Thank you for teaching me today. I appreciate it.” 

You smile at him. “You’re welcome.” And Jun thinks, squinting at you through the sunrays, that maybe being here, away from the city, isn’t so bad on a sunny day. 

And Jun will never admit it, but he watches your smile die when that boy you love grabs you by the wrist and pulls you away. Jun glares back at that boy you love, and he realizes all at once that you’re the only person worth knowing around here. And something in Jun’s chest tightens as he wonders if you know that.

. . .

Jun doesn’t know what he did to deserve to hold your attention every day in seventh-period band class. You were both put here by mistake, but you both swear to let it go unreported as you sneak into the empty girls’ dressing room to talk about anything and everything under the sun. Well, everything except that boy you love and that younger boy who’s taken to following you like your shadow. 

“I’m glad I met you,” you tell Jun one day between side-splitting laughs. “Seriously, sometimes I feel like I’m speaking some alien language until I talk to you.” 

“I’m glad I met you too,” Jun wants to say. “I swear you’re the only redeemable person here.” 

“Normally I wouldn’t say something like this,” Jun almost says, “but do you want to get out of here? Just me and you? Yeah, I know, you’re good, but everyone thinks I’m trouble anyway, so you can blame it all on me if we get caught skipping. I’ll take the fall if it’s for you. I’ll take the fall if it’s with you.” 

“Don’t get me wrong,” Jun is about to say, “I hate it here, but I’d stick around every day for the rest of my life just to be near you. And it doesn’t even matter if you ever look at me because, oh my God, I love looking at you.” 

But all Jun can do is kind of smile and stutter, “That’s sweet.” “He broke up with me again,” you blurt, and your eyes glaze over with something beyond sadness. 

“Who?” Jun almost asks, stupidly, but he bites his tongue. 

“And my friends and I spent all this time planning our own prom. I can’t be the only one without a date. It’s going to be at my best friend’s house this weekend. If you—” 

“There you are!” The assistant band director yells as he throws open the door. “Jun, your mom is here to pick you up early.” 

Jun grabs his book bag and leaves you alone with a soft, “Goodbye.”

Once the door is closed behind them, the assistant band director tells Jun, “You shouldn’t sneak around with good girls. Stay out here in the lobby.” 

“Nothing is happening between us,” Jun says, blushing. He finds himself grinning at the misunderstanding all the way to his mom’s car. 

Imagine that! A girl like you sneaking around with a boy like Jun! A girl like you giving Jun his first kiss while everybody else fumbles through their scales. Imagining that is Jun’s favorite thing to do these days. 

He holds his phone in his lap the whole way home because he hopes you will text him to finish your conversation. He isn’t foolish enough to believe that you were going to invite him to your friends’ prom, but he is certainly lovesick enough to hope. 

But you didn’t text him. 

Not even when he texted you first.

. . .

Jun is sitting beside you when you ask that boy you love to go to the bookstore. Jun is sitting beside you when that boy you love says, “I don’t think I want to,” before walking away. 

“I want to go with you,” Jun wants to say. “Name the place, and I want to go there with you. Anywhere, let’s go.” 

But Jun sees the tears gathering in your eyes as you look down at your lunch. And he knows that even though he wants to go with you, you don’t want to go with him. Something about that realization takes his breath away. 

Jun is sitting beside you, wheezing, gasping, when that boy who follows you like your shadow runs up to you. Innocently, oblivious to your broken heart—what does that kind of cluelessness feel like? Jun wonders— your shadow asks, “Do you want to go to the bookstore with me?” 

Jun is sitting beside you when you lift your head and smile at your shadow. Jun watches you nod. Jun hears you say, “I’d love to!” 

Jun is sitting alone as you walk away with your shadow leading the way. He wonders how anyone can look at anyone with a galaxy of stars in their eyes. He swears that he would look at you that way, too, if he knew how. Then, would you follow him anywhere? 

Jun is sitting alone when that boy you love grabs you at the game later that night. Jun watches your eyes glaze over with something beyond sadness. Jun watches your hands form trembling fists at your sides. Jun hears your sobbing whispered answers to that repeated question. 

“Do you like him?” That boy you love asks. 

“I don’t know,” you say.

“Do you like him?” That boy you love asks again. 

“I don’t know,” you say again. 

And Jun wishes that stupid boy would stop asking because you don’t deserve to cry in front of all of these people. And that boy you love has been too lucky for too long, and it’s about time you gave your heart to someone else— someone who can appreciate it. And Jun doesn’t want to hear the truth that everyone with eyes can see: yes, you do like your shadow. 

How could you not like somebody who gives you all of the stars with a glance? How could you keep loving somebody who gives you nothing but pain? How could you like somebody who shouldn’t even be here? How could you like somebody who can’t say anything that matters? How could you like somebody who is too content to be near you to say anything to risk your friendship or— or— or whatever this is, this thing that started that day in the band hall when the sun shone for the first time? 

You couldn’t like me, Jun realizes for the millionth time. 

And yet, he sighs just like he did when he realized it for the first time. 

. . .

Jun tries not to watch as you fall in love with your shadow, but it isn't’ easy to look away. In your shared corner of the band hall, it seems like Jun has a front-row seat to his second least favorite film. 

“He’s radiant!” That’s how you describe your shadow to your best friend. “I don’t think anybody like him has ever looked at me before.” 

And even though he frowns, Jun understands your pout. No radiant person has ever looked at him, either, and although he craves the attention of somebody like that, somebody like you, he thinks it would be frightening to be seen. Or maybe it would be frightening to be looked away from. 

Which would be worse, Jun wonders, being forgotten or never being seen? 

Jun decides that it doesn’t matter which is worse. He isn’t the kind of person who will make himself seen anyway. He’ll just sit in your corner of the band hall again tomorrow and quietly, passively, secretly hope that you notice that your shadow isn’t the first person who looked at you. Your shadow isn’t the first person who saw you. 

“He’s not radiant,” Jun wants to tell you. “You are. He’s just standing close enough to reflect your light.” 

“I know I’m not radiant,” Jun almost says, “but your shadow isn’t radiant either. The only difference between me and him is that he’s not afraid of hearing you say ‘no,’ he’s not afraid of watching you walk away, and I—”    

Jun decides that there isn’t any point in finishing his thought, so he rolls his eyes at whatever your best friend says, and he skips practice.

. . .

Jun left this tiny town behind after graduation, but he thinks of you whenever he returns to visit his mom. Are you still holding hands with your shadow? Are you trying to teach somebody how to play the xylophone at your university? 

Do you. . .  maybe think about him from time to time? Jun doubts it— no, Jun doesn’t believe that you think about him at all. Still, it’s fun to imagine that you do. Still, he sometimes smiles at the daydream that you do. 

Ever since you told him, “I’ll see you around,” after graduation, you and Jun have fallen in and out of touch. Jun hasn’t seen your face since that night in May, but he likes to think that he would recognize you if you ever made your way to the city. He likes to imagine your lips forming the words you text him whenever the stars go blue. 

Sometimes your texted conversations don’t even scratch the surface of “hello” before you disappear again, just as suddenly and unexpectedly as you appeared. Sometimes your conversations sink into the depths of the ocean, and you leave no stone unturned, and Jun sighs as he rolls over in his bed because— oh no— you’re going to swim away with another piece of his heart. 

And maybe Jun would fight to keep you around if you didn’t have a boyfriend. Maybe Jun would fight to keep you around if he didn’t like you too much to complicate your grasp on happiness. Maybe Jun would fight to keep you around if he didn’t like you too much to worry about what happens if— when— you don’t come back the next time the stars go blue. 

And maybe Jun would ask you to return the pieces of his heart, please, but he has a feeling that they’re better off in your unconscious care anyway. 

Maybe it’s hard to believe, but Jun is okay with the way things are. He misses your voice, yeah, but the distance prevents him from daydreaming about your kiss too often. The days are a bit dull without your texts, yeah, but Jun thinks he’s better suited for these short bursts of contact than anything else. Or maybe these are a few of those lies he’s learned to believe. 

“Hi,” you text one day after a year of silence. A year— that’s the longest you ever went without talking. 

“Hello,” Jun replies instantly. 

You ask, “Is this Jun?” 

“I hope so?” Jun responds. He doesn’t know why he’s smiling. “Yes, yes it is.” 

You tell him who you are, and Jun laughs out loud even though he’s in a room full of strangers. Yes, of course, you’re you. 

When he asks how you are, you demand, “Prove you’re Jun. Prove it’s you and that I’m not talking to a stranger.” 

Jun says, “I don’t know how to do that.” Then, he tries. “We went to the only high school in that tiny town where nothing ever happens. You tried to teach me how to play the xylophone.” 

“Okay, okay,” you say.

But Jun continues, “You like K-Pop for reasons unknown.” 

And you give the fiery sort of response that makes Jun want to laugh. 

“Be nice,” you say. 

Jun says, “I am the nicest guy,” even though he isn’t because he wants to be. At least to you. At least for you. 

You ask Jun how he is, and he tells you that nothing has changed. He’s still him, and that means that he’s bored or lonely or both. 

“I’ve been really sad lately,” you say, “and I procrastinated talking to you because I didn’t want it to seem like I only talk to you when I’m sad. And I didn’t know if maybe your number changed.” 

“You kind of do only talk to me when you’re sad,” Jun has realized before. “But that’s alright. And no, my number hasn’t changed.” 

Suddenly— like you had been straining to bite it back— you reveal, “My boyfriend broke up with me. We still date, and he says he loves me, but I don’t know.” 

You add, “I just feel like an idiot,” while Jun is still reading your previous message. 

Then, you add, “I’m just sitting around waiting for someone to talk to me like a moron.” 

“Say that again?” Jun scowls at his phone. “Your boyfriend—” your shadow— “broke up with you? But you still date?” 

You rattle off excuses for your shadow. He’s confused about life. He isn’t ready for a relationship. Jun rolls his eyes. 

“I don’t know a damn thing about life,” Jun types, “but I know a few things about you.” 

“I’m not ready for a relationship either,” Jun types, “but say the word, and I’m back in that tiny town for an hour or a week or a year or five years or however long you want to see me.” 

But Jun deletes every word. 

“So, you are still together?” Jun finally asks. 

You give the most frustrating answer: “I don’t know.” 

Jun can’t text you anymore because he’s driving now, but he can’t let the conversation end this quickly. He calls you, and you answer after the third ring. Your voice is as calm and even as ever, even as you describe the breakup. Then, your voice wobbles. And all Jun can think about is how that boy you loved made you cry at that game. He tightens his grip around the steering wheel. 

Jun tries to remind you that you’re worth more than whatever your shadow thinks about you. Jun tries to say that letting you go is your shadow’s loss. Most of all, though, Jun tries to listen. 

No, most of all, Jun tries not to feel any sort of joy as he marks this date on his calendar. September 21. A Tuesday. Clear skies and sunshine. The day you said “Hi” again.

. . .

Although you have texted about it, Jun doesn’t actually visit you until late January—four months after you said “Hi” again. The first time he comes over, he finds you watching a documentary in the living room. You look a little different from what he remembers. You’ve changed your hair, and your smile is a little crooked now, and he notices how you hesitate to look at him as he sits a few feet away from you on the opposite end of the couch. 

You say, “I didn’t expect to see you,” even though he has been promising to visit since September. 

He makes a self-deprecating joke about his appearance. He says it with so little thought that he can’t remember the joke after it passes his lips. 

You cut your eyes at him. “You’re a very handsome person, Jun.” 

He blinks at you, unsure of what to say. ‘Thank you’ seems oddly formal, but the silence is deafening. 

He watches you plant your face into a couch cushion before saying, “Please stop looking at me like that.” He thinks he can hear traces of a smile in your voice—he thinks he can feel a sunray in the middle of a cold, dead winter. He can’t be sure, though, so he snaps his attention to the documentary. 

The first time Jun comes over, you sit on opposite ends of your reclining couch. He doesn’t say anything, but he wishes that you would keep to your word and cross the distance like you promised in texts because he is trembling and incapable of making the first move. The whole visit feels like a dream to him on his drive home.

. . .

Jun visits you again in February, a few days after Valentine’s Day. Even though he told you not to, he hopes that you went back to the store to buy that plush bear for him. He isn’t sure what to call that sinking feeling that washes over him when you say that you gave the bear to another friend instead. 

While you’re in the bathroom, he rises from the living room couch and tiptoes into your bedroom. Although you had given him permission to do this through texts—although you expressed similar disappointment with the last visit’s distance—he can’t help but feel like he is crossing a line. 

He has to make a choice. Does he sit in the chair by your desk? Or does he sit on your bed? He doesn’t think about it for too long. 

When you fill the doorway, his heart races. Or maybe his heart stops. He tries to swallow the lump in his throat as you close the door behind you. When you don’t immediately bark at him to get off of your bed, he figures that he made the right choice. 

“What do you think of them?” You nod at the posters on your walls. You mentioned that nearly every inch of your wallpaper was covered in K-Pop posters, but he thought that he must have been dramatizing. It turns out that you weren’t dramatizing by much. 

Jun says, “They’re nice.” He points to one depicting a boy in a sweater vest. “I don’t think I could pull off something like this.” He nods down at his t-shirt and joggers. 

“Sure you can.” Standing at the edge of the bed, you nudge him over. Then, you say, “Actually, I like lying on that side.” 

Jun is half-joking when he motions for you to climb over him, but he stands up when you narrow your eyes at him. He waits for your head to hit the pillow before lying beside you. 

You ask, “Do you think it’s weird for us to be this close together?” 

“Nah,” he answers. He is too nervous to look at you when he returns the question. “Do you?” 

You say, “No,” and your hand is kind of cold when it brushes against his. 

Jun can’t remember much about the rest of the conversation. He remembers that you noticed the allergic rash on his knuckles; instead of yanking your hand away, you softened your touch. He remembers that the silence didn’t feel so deafening this time. He remembers that lying by your side was somehow the most comfortable and most exhilarating experience of his life.

He remembers thinking that he isn’t foolish enough to believe that the moment is anything more than fleeting. He remembers being lovesick enough to hope, however silently, to experience the comfort of you again and again and again.

#jun drabbles #jun fic #jun x reader #seventeen drabbles #seventeen fic #jun imagines #seventeen imagines #jun angst #seventeen angst #jun fluff #seventeen fluff #seventeen fanfic #jun fanfic #kpop drabbles #kpop fic #kpop imagines

[ksyongi]

a short jun special imagine for his birthday<3

an: found this prompt somewhere but forgot D: hope y'all enjoyed <3

waking up from a nap, yours and his limbs tangled, there was warmth raiding off him, making you never want to leave his presence. being in his arms half of the time made it seem as if it was your second home. his eyes slowly opened, turning to face you before pushing the hair off your face. no words had to be spoken and you turned around, being the small spoon. "i'm so tired, i think i'm going to bed again." you turned and gave a questioning look saying "you literally just got up," he answers "whats your point?" he said before burying both of you in the sheets, bathing in the warmth they give off. you laughed to yourself before closing your eyes and falling asleep, you could never get tired of being in his presence.

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tags: @dinosbestie @odetoyeonjun

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[blue-jisungs]

partner privilege ♡

a/n. ohmigosh it took so long to write you don’t even know <\\3 but phew okay, let’s go! first svt ot13 thingy!!!

┆彡 SEUNGCHEOL [ 승철 ]

being a leader of 12 manchildren isn’t that hard itself; it’s the fact that he also has to deal with managers. with fml being released, soon they have to start working on their next comeback. and they always make decisions in a group, it’s was his personal choice to talk it all through with their manager. cheol struggled in their early days, often afraid that they will see him as a bad leader. after many years and ups and downs together he knew he can count on them but he never shared his worries. but once he’s home, he’ll plop down next to you; head on your lap. it’s quiet at first, the questions in his head trying to make sense. suddenly, words are flooding out of his mouth as you listen carefully. seungcheol opens up, sharing his worries with you. will carats like the next comeback? isn’t the choreography too hard? will he fit the concept? is the budget enough? you soothingly caress his hair and after he’s finished, seungcheol listens to your voice as you word out your point of view.

┆彡 JEONGHAN [ 정한 ]

you don’t notice it at first because well, there’s nothing to notice. you’re having a wonderful time playing with him and his friends, some kind of a tradition whenever they came over. it’s always fun, laughs echoing in the room when minghao loses his sanity (“those are the side effects of not meditating–!”) over vernon who, somehow, gets richer and richer in monopoly. “be right back, i have to pee!” you announced and skipped to the bathroom, your sudden statement catching them off guard. jeonghan looked around and quickly moved his part of money onto your pile. “yah! what’s that?!” hoshi stood up, pointing at him “you’re cheating!”. and that blows up a whole heated debate how come he doesn’t cheat when you’re playing with them… or rather, he’s helping you win the game. only you. and you’re not even aware, most of the time. jeonghan just smiled softly at you when you came back, failing to notice that strangely there’s an additional house on your possession and hoshi is deeply offended.

┆彡 JOSHUA [ 조슈아 ]

no one knows when this habit of his started, really. as a couple, it was normal between you two to share your food. joshua would feed you a bit of his meal during dates or such. but when it came to dining out with his friends, they noticed how he doesn’t even touch his food. the first bite is always saved for you. “y/nnie, try mine!” he hums on delight, moving his plate closer to you. and as you chew on the delicious meal, nodding in approval, joshua’s face lights up with pure joy and admiration. he’s willing to switch meals if you want to, without hesitation. if you don’t like the food however, he’s giggling and apologising as you dramatically fake a gag. it would take all of his friends’ willpower to prevent from fake gagging as well but in the end, it’s heartwarming to look at you two.

┆彡 JUNHUI [ 文俊辉 ]

it’s normal for both of you to ask for something. you usually hand him his clothes when he forgets to take then to the bathroom or he’ll grab your book and bring it to you. however when you’re with his members you can’t help but notice how jealous they get over it. “junnie, can you hand me a glass of water?” you ask suddenly. they all look at him suspiciously, expecting a snarky comment or plain ignorance. but jun stands up slowly and while walking next to you he boops your nose. “of course, baby” he hums and off he goes to the kitchen to bring it to you. coming back to reading your book, a smile lingers on your lips when their complaints reach your ears (“he didn’t even bring me a single drop of water when i begged him after our comeback practice?!”). he comes back, holding a glass of water and hands it over to you with the most caring expression on his face.

┆彡 SOONYOUNG [ 순영 ]

everyone was ignoring you, just being lovey-dovey in a corner. as soonyoung was loving all the attention, you squished his cheeks with a grin. “you’re so cute…” a hum left your mouth, followed by a giggle. he pulled you even closer, tilting his head “…like a hamster”. the whole room went silent, eyes turning towards you. everyone was expecting a sudden wave of shouts of protest and arguments proving he’s a tiger, not a hamster but… nothing. soonyoung just smiled wider, lips curling upwards. “how is that possible? how did she get away with that?” someone grunted and you chuckled again, placing a quick peck on his lips. because most of the time hoshi was your tiger but in soft moments like this soonyoung was your hamster.

┆彡 WONWOO [ 원우 ]

sharing clothes with his friends (usually mingyu) was something normal for wonwoo so it was only natural that he shared his clothes with you, his significant other, as well. however, things started to change as mingyu noticed wonwoo wasn’t so willing to lend him his clothes anymore. “no, i don’t really… i stopped borrowing others my clothes, i always ended up with lack of necessities” your boyfriend explained with a giggle, mingyu nodding understandably. but things weren’t adding up when mingyu noticed you wearing similar hoodies and t-shirts. “nonu, i’m taking your leather jacket!” you announced on your way out one day, grinning wildly. and suddenly it all made sense. wonwoo only allowed you to still borrow his clothes because of your scent lingering on them afterwards. and honestly, mingyu wasn’t even offended.

┆彡 JIHOON [ 지훈 ]

jihoon isn’t too big on skinship. everyone knows that. he doesn’t fully like it, sometimes it makes him uncomfortable. hoshi still remembers that one time when he got pushed a little too hard by him when he fell asleep on jihoon’s arm. but you… oh, you. he didn’t even notice that you falling asleep on him doesn’t bother him. in fact, he enjoys it. once asleep on his lap, he was trapped on the couch; sure, he could push you off but he didn’t have the heart to do so. whilst playing with your hair the most dramatic gasp reached his ears. “OH WHAT THE–?!” dino yelled out and it took one look from jihoon to make him quiet. the younger one left the room, sprinting to share the unusual gossip while (the gossip itself) woozi put a blanket over you, his heart overtaken by warmth.

┆彡 SEOKMIN [ 석민 ]

it’s no surprise that dokyeom inhales his food. whether it’s because he’s hungry or doesn’t want to share (which is more likely) or he has to be fast because with other twelve hungry men it’s either eat or be eaten. but it comes as a shock when you’re out with them, enjoying the meal and dokyeom suddenly offers you his food. “you want some?” he asks tenderly and when you nod, he’s handing you the plate. with heart in his eyes he’s watching as you munch on the food, a happy smile on your face. “delicious, isn’t it?” your boyfriend hums and you nod, ignoring the whines of but he never shares with us! in the background.

┆彡 MINGYU [ 민규 ]

as you entered the room you could feel the atmosphere was thick. seungcheol was pouting with his arms crossed and others were side eyeing mingyu. “baby, could you drop me off to the convenience store? my favourite snacks are–“ you started, unsure why everyone is now staring at mingyu. he just smiled sweetly and stood up, reaching to his pocket over to grab his car keys. chaos erupted, mostly yells of “but you just turned down to drop off seungcheol!”. mingyu not only gives you rides everywhere but also at any given time, let it be 2am because you’re craving mcdonald’s. you’re also his passenger princess – controlling the aux, opening windows whenever you like, etc etc. as long as you’re not creating any possible dangerous situations, you’re good. albeit, there’s one rule: his hand being attached atop your thigh.

┆彡 MINGHAO [ 徐明浩 ]

it’s not something extraordinary that the members tease him, they do that on daily basis on each other. especially during gose, nowadays that he stopped meditating. sure, it’s fun for his friends to tease and make fun of him but most of the time it ends up with him throwing snarky comments back or even smacking them. “look, look his nostrils are flaring!” seungkwan yelled out, causing a manic laughter from all of them. before minghao looked over at you, laughing too, he sent the younger one a deadly stare. “you look like a bull ready to attack!” you added, giggling. he rose his hand, all of them expecting him to smack you on the arm or push you away but put it on your arm instead he pulled you closer. he broke into a soft smile, gaze softening. “oh what the–“ seungkwan grunted, mouth agape and just like that, a switch has flipped again. with a thundering gaze aimed at seungkwan, hao soothingly rubbed your arm. your teasing never put him in a bad mood, quite the contrary: he found it actually amusing (and adorable, too)

┆彡 SEUNGWAN [ 승관 ]

your boyfriend coming home in the middle of the night was such a normal occurrence lately that once he opened the door at nearly 7pm, you thought it was a intruder. “oh hi kwannie, how was work today?” you ask and the answer is on his face. after a long day of variety shows and cracking jokes, he’s emotionally drained. it’s not like it wasn’t fun but it was exhausting being the entertainer. seungkwan plops down next to you, burying his head in your neck. there’s no need to be loud, yell or talk to the camera when he’s with you… he can loosen up. he allows himself to loosen up in your presence, not being worried about if he’s entering others enough. with your embrace surrounding him and your fingers gently playing with his hair, he even manages to snooze a bit

┆彡 VERNON [ 버논 ]

vernon is rather okay with people borrowing his stuff but it’s not like his friends didn’t want to… their styles differed, that’s all. but one thing he didn’t lend often is his beanies. they just his favourite accessory and besides, who would want to borrow a beanie? well, you apparently. the first time he realised that on a photo you posted on insta you’re wearing his beanie… he couldn’t help but to smile wildly. the thing was, he didn’t confront you about it. he enjoyed the way you sneakily stole his beanies and lately put them back in their place. one time he just bluntly took off his beanie and put it over your head, pulling it down so you wouldn’t see a thing. before you managed to pull it back, vernon was giggling and hiding his phone so you don’t delete the photos he just took. you took it as a sign that your little beanie thievery is okay with him.

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

he was pretty excited for the weekend: just him, his friends and you having a fun time at cabin near a lake that seungkwan found. but when on saturday morning, while he was on his way to the meeting point, you called with a raspy voice and sniffing every second his enthusiasm dropped. “i’m sorry channie, i won’t be able to make it. but you better go, have fun–“ you croaked out and didn’t waste a moment to take a sharp turn and go to your place. only after buying needed meds and some ingredients to make you a chicken soup, he called his friends you and him won’t go. they understood, of course, and wished you a speedy recovery. at first you complained he turned down spending his free time in longly awaited place but in the end you can’t stay mad at him. while he’s feeding you soup and throwing away all the used tissues; lee chan shows you that you’re his priority, even if that means sacrificing his spare time. nonetheless, time spend with you is never a wasted time (and he’ll stand by it, despite the sickness you accidentally passed to him)

[ masterlist <3 ]

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[kyeomsense]

svt hyung line’s reaction to surprise kisses

felt like i needed to write tonight so here we go!!

svt x gn!reader, all fluff (again x2)

wc: ~800

read the maknae line ver

seungcheol

he’s distracted when you strike. he’s doing the dishes, scrubbing away at the grimy plates when he jumps from a small peck on the back of his neck. as you attempt to escape, he tears off the comically large rubber gloves and chases after you. when he catches you, he basically wrestles you into a hug, laughing as you whine and playfully hit his chest. he doesn’t let you go until after he finishes pressing a loving kiss on your lips and leaving a few love bites on your neck.

jeonghan

jeonghan isn’t the type to let things go easily. so when you pretend he has a bit of shaving cream left on his face only to kiss his jaw and dash off, he’s already formulating a plan to get revenge. at jun’s birthday party the next day, he purposely brushes his cupcake a bit too close to your face. when he offers to help you clean up, he presses his mouth to your cheek and kisses the frosting off, laughing as you go red in front of your friends.

joshua

you mess with joshua, you get what’s coming to you. you surprise him in the pool, while he’s lounging on the sidelines for a bit and sipping on a juice box. you leap at him from under the water, splash him, and press a chaste kiss on his nose before diving under once more and swimming off. he returns the favor after a couple hours, when you’re standing by the poolside. he asks for your hand, which you happily give in order to prevent him from completely turning into a prune. he’s waited hours for this moment. with a strong tug, he yanks you into the pool and catches you in his arms, laughing and peppering kisses along your pouty face.

junhui

when you surprise him with a soft kiss to his cheek, he immediately wraps his arms around you and locks you in place. he smirks. and then he starts to tickle. he doesn’t stop, no matter how many times you try to use the excuse that you’re going to pee yourself if he keeps going. he continues to torture you, taunting you and getting payback for the lack of a proper kiss. for a moment, you think you actually are going to pee yourself, but he stops before you do and stares at you expectantly. you sigh teasingly. there’s only one way out of being tickled to death by jun. with a huff, you press a long kiss to his lips, feeling him rest his arms around you and melt into the kiss.

soonyoung

the two of you are in the middle of a duet, dancing lazily. he doesn’t notice your mischievous smile for the longest time, completely focused on the movements and the choreography. when there’s a moment in the dance where the two of you are facing each other closely, you suddenly rush forward and press a quick kiss to his lips. he breaks, body refusing to move even as the song continues on. when the choreographer asks him what’s wrong, he flushes red and tries to play it off. he requests a break and playfully scolds you the entire time, even with his reddened face in his hands.

wonwoo

in the middle of his league game, wonwoo suddenly feels a set of lips meet his cheek. he doesn’t seem to be affected, only reacting with a soft hum. his hands and eyes stay focused on the screen. you huff, suspecting that he’s immune to your surprises. after his game ends, while you’re laying on the couch reading your favorite book, he pulls the book out of your hands, shoves the bookmark in, and dives onto the couch with you. the two of you spend the next hour cuddling and kissing. you learn that he won his league game after he doubled down and sped through his lane, motivated by your kiss.

jihoon

while he’s bopping his head to one of the tracks he put together, you press a quick kiss to his temple. he’s surprised. he didn’t even know that you were in the room, thanks to bumzu leaving the door slightly ajar for you on his way to the bathroom. you laugh when he reacts, eyes wide and mouth open. he’s happy to see you, and he’s certainly happy to receive a kiss. a smile blooms on his face and he pulls you in close for a hug before he unplugs his headphones and lets you listen in on his newest work.

a/n: ive been having the biggest writer’s block lately when it comes to some of the longer fics i’m writing.. but i just felt like i needed to write something, so have this! i’ll probably finish up a maknae line version later this week :]

#svt fluff #svt x reader #svt drabbles #seungcheol fluff #seungcheol x reader #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #joshua fluff #joshua x reader #jun x reader #jun fluff #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo x reader #woozi x reader #woozi fluff #hoshi fluff #hoshi x reader

[wonfilms]

˗ˏˋ SEVENTEEN ;  AS TYPES OF AFFECTION ( ♡ ) ˎˊ˗

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒   rating : gen audience , incl. : o13 x gn! reader , genre. : fluff ,  warnings : n/a , w.c : 4.9k

seungcheol brushes his nose against yours before he kisses you. he doesn’t know why he does it but he likes the way it makes you get oh, so shy. your eyes snap shut in embarrassment and he watches as your lips form a small pout,  and if anything that just makes him wanna kiss you even more. 

jeonghan is a menace, and he likes to show you that but in a few precious moments, every so often, jeonghan gets soft. the yoon jeonghan gets soft . laid in bed at night he mumbles his love into the darkness, and presses a few sweet to your forehead praying you don’t wake up. you’ll let him have his way of course even the times you are awake, god forbid you make him flustered, though you’d like to see him blush more often. 

joshua likes to press feather light kisses on your knuckles every time he has your hand in his. it makes him feel like the quite romantic as he watches the way you hide your face and groan at him to stop. your ring finger looks so empty, he teases maybe he’ll have to fill the gap, he says, and though you applaud how smooth he is , he’s gonna have a hard time when you come at him later with cheesy liners yourself. 

jun is a cuddler, he admits it. whenever he sees you laying in bed after getting home late, he just wants to cuddle you so tight and never let go. you’re so warm and huggable he can’t even help himself. he wouldn’t even stop himself from doing so but the fact you look so peaceful asleep holds him back a little, maybe when you’re awake he’ll hug you half to death instead. 

hoshi links pinkies with you. it started as a way to be more discrete in public about your relationship while still enjoying a casual little intimacy but even now that every one knew about the two of you, he still likes to entangle his pinkie with yours letting his thumb rub small little hearts on your palm.  it’s so so comforting to him. 

wonwoo likes to hold your hand though he’ll never admit it, his stomach does a little leap every time you intertwine your fingers with his. there’s something so damn precious about you , he want’s to keep your hand in his forever, but he’ll lie for now and say it’s just to keep your hand warm and not because he loves holding it so much.

woozi shows his love by giving you a little cheek kiss before tumbling out of bed every morning. it makes you smile every time, and you found yourself thinking about the ways his kisses changed every morning. one day it may be longer than 3 seconds, or maybe he’ll give you a quick on before he rushes to get ready because he slept in, perhaps he might even roll you over and kiss you right on the lips instead.

mingyu likes to kiss you at every chance he gets, as you’re waiting in line at 6am to get coffee he presses his lips to your forehead. it’s brief as if his lips were barely there...  nothing but innocent, it felt so sweet ( just like the way his lips taste from his drink when he kisses you properly ) and yet you still find your face getting warm under your mask. 

dokyeom warms up the shower for you in the morning, is there any more to say? ( he’s so perfect with his physical affection that i had to say something else) . he wouldn’t mind showering in lukewarm water if it meant you can have the hot water afterwards, on days you shower together he’ll even wash your hair for you  if , in turn , you wash his as well. he may have to crouch down a little for you though. 

minghao’s been taking notes of how you like to dress ever since he got to know you, and hell he’s accurate. whenever he’s out shopping, he seems knows exactly what would suit you and what you’d like.. it’s so sweet how he hands the item over to you with a soft smile. he’d never force you to wear anything but when you do wear outfits picked by him, you can see a noticeable blush on his face as you show it off to him. 

seungkwan make you a meal from scratch at least once a week. even between his busy schedule he tries his best to show you his love through some warming food. bonus points if it ends up turning into a date night, spent lazing , entangled in each others arms on the sofa , with a film and wine. 

vernon makes you a playlist for any occasion you can think of. he knows that you miss him when he’s away on tour and just for that he collects songs he’d think you’d enjoy or songs that remind him too much of you for you to listen to when he’s not there. music is a massive part in his life and he thinks it’s the perfect way to show someone how much you love them, he thinks it’s rather beautiful how even a simple melody can somehow remind him of you. 

chan took you to a bracelet making stall on your 1st date. he thought it would be a cute unconventional first date idea and it certainly was a success, you came back for a 2nd date and then a third and somehow you’ve ended up moving in with him after 2 years of dating. the whole experience stuck with you and now every year he takes you back to the same little shop just so he can make you a new one, for the new year of love you guys can share. 

a/n : my first ot13 post! i really hope you guys like it! i’m gonna be posting lots of svt content in the near future <3 thank you for all the support! this made me  so so soft.

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[holdinbacksecrets]

how do you think svt would subtly let you know they have feelings for you? 🥺🫣 or how they’d confess?

first of all, my sincere apologies for taking a year to answer this… but a couple nights ago i woke up at 2am, scrolled through my requests, and yours ended up inspiring these voicemails. thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy 🖤

thank you @un-love for helping me assign these🫶🫶🫶🫶

voicemails seventeen leave you, hinting feelings

seungcheol: “hey…a lot was said last night…it’s important that you know how proud of you i am for opening up to me. it’s just…you have to know that… my home is yours for however long you need. there are clean sheets on the guest bed, but i know you prefer my mattress…we can switch- i just want you to be comfortable, not to worry about anything, ok? i hope i see you when i get home tonight. or if you want me to meet you at his—yours, i’d be happy to.”

jeonghan: “hey, are you ok? you looked upset last night, and i tried to show i noticed without… showing i noticed. you left earlier than i expected with lia, so i didn’t get a chance to ask. then hoshi was fucking wasted, so i was trying to get him home in one piece. let me know, please.”

joshua: “morning, let me know what time you’d like to leave tonight. the party starts at 8, but i don’t think it’s really going to start until 8:30. we could get dinner before if you want? and it’s ok if you forget a cardigan. now i keep one in my car in case we end up on a balcony.”

jun: “you’re probably freaking out, but your laptop is here. it’s fully charged. i can bring it to you. i know you have classes friday afternoon… if you use your ipad instead, come over after. i’ll make you dinner.”

soonyoung: “at this point, i need to keep your grocery store list on my notes app or something. it doesn’t matter where i am or what grocery store i find myself inside, i’m immediately wondering what you need. i end up getting things i know you’ll like… tampons too and those pads with the wings. i started keeping them in different bags i use because i never know which one i’ll have when i see you. i know it’s silly because you always have something with you just in case, but… i don’t know. i don’t want to be completely helpless. now i feel bad for my sister. is that weird? i never did this for her. i should have. i hope her boyfriend does.”

wonwoo: “i think you’re asleep, but i wanted to remind you to take another dosage of pain medicine when you wake up. it’s been twelve hours, and i know how forgetful you can get in that post-sleep haze.”

jihoon: “it’s so sunny here. i’m sending some to you for your birthday. missing your birthday… how the hell did that end up happening? i’m definitely not incredibly upset about it either… happy birthday. tell me all about your day when you get this. if i don’t answer, leave a detail in your voicemail” *whisper sings happy birthday*.

seokmin: “hey you. so i’m at the cafe, and i ordered a chai latte for you before realizing i didn’t know how much longer you’ll be. if it’s cold by the time you get here, i’ll order you another or see if they have a microwave. i think some customers are staring me down because i’m a single man occupying a table. please hurry. kindly. i say that so kindly.”

mingyu: “is it absolutely ridiculous to believe you… some part of you manifests in willow trees? i think of you, and i see one. it’s happened too many times to be a coincidence, even in other countries. i’ve taken pictures, so you have to believe me.”

minghao: “—you have to come with me next time.”

seungkwan: “do you want to be my date to my sister’s wedding? it’s not a big deal. i mean, it is, but i know how anxious you can get about things like this, so i want you to know it’s not a big deal… did you believe that for a second?”

hansol: “there’s going to be an indoor pop-up market two blocks from your apartment on saturday. i took a picture of the flyer through the car window, but it came out all blurry, and i’m running late for a schedule. this is a reminder for myself to make sure the details reach you. i also want to go with you if you decide to go… if you can go.”

chan: “can we change our friday night plans to saturday? i’m so sorry. my mom has an appointment, and i offered to drive her before my brain caught up and realized the day and time she’s scheduled. i don’t think i’ll make it back early enough, and i don’t want to leave her either, you know? she’s having a little procedure done. i want to be around just in case… because i’m worried about it. i didn’t think i’d be this worried. call me when you get this.”

bonus: “i’m around the corner from your place, and i have the tokyo hoodie with me. it’s your week, it’s freshly washed, so let me know if you’re home. i’ll drop it off.”

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[toruro]

jun covers ur mouth while he fucks u in ur childhood room with your parents downstairs😫😫🔛🔝

[minors dni]

you can't even fathom how you got to this point. sure, maybe you did leave jun hanging before you two left the hotel before driving up to your parents' place, a heated makeout session being cut upsettingly short when you realized you were late, but still.

tonight isn’t the first time jun is meeting your parents, but it’s the first time he’s coming to your childhood home. naturally, both jun and your parents were eager for him to explore the place, your mother eventually suggesting that you take him up to your old bedroom while she prepares dinner.

your parents probably expected you to show him your old lego sets or your collection of stuffed animals—and to be fair, you did—but what they probably didn’t expect was for jun to be balls deep inside of you while you prop yourself up on your old, pink, dusty rug.

you wonder what your younger self would think of this: being fucked in the same room where you fantasized about your first hand holding, your first hug with a boy, your first kiss.

she’d be fucking ecstatic, you think, thanking your lucky stars that you have a man as perfect as jun by your side every day.

your thoughts are swept from your mind when jun finally shifts inside of you—he’d given you a few moments to adjust to his size, but you can tell he’s getting impatient. “dirty girl,” he grunts, pulling out halfway before pushing himself back into you just as deep.

you whimper at his words, arching your back and letting your head fall onto your arms on the ground. “junnie,” the breathy moan escapes your lips when you feel his cock prodding at your cervix, reaching so deep you don’t know how you aren’t crying yet.

“baby,” he coos in a mockingly sweet tone. “you’re so cute, but i’m gonna need you to be quiet.”

you bite down on your lip, but soft moans still climb up your throat when jun starts pulling out further and slamming back in with more force. if your parents don’t hear you moaning, they might just hear the sound of his crotch slapping against your ass, the ringing bouncing off your old, poster ridden walls.

“too good, jun—junnie,” you gasp. you didn’t intend for the noise to be so loud, and jun hisses, his hand immediately flying to your neck to pull you up, back arching into his touch. his fingers are quick to wrap over your mouth and cup the lower half of your face, his hold so tight you’re surprised you’re even able to breathe.

your palms and knees burn against the rough grain of your rug, and when jun's hand slips from you mouth for a moment as he pounds into you, you murmur between choked breaths, "remind me again why we aren't doing this on the bed?"

"old. squeaky. loud," jun huffs, adjusting his hand over your mouth once more to stop you from whining out when he plunges his cock into that one spot. "can't have your parents finding out that their sweet little girl isn't so sweet anymore, can we?" you bob your head up and down dumbly as jun continues to spill out filthy words. "wonder what'd they think about me fucking you raw right above them ..."

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[arcanesea]

143 candies

PAIRING: moon junhui x reader GENRE: established relationship, fluff WC: 501 WARNING: reader is having period cramps (no pronouns used), one curse word

"Do you still love me?" Jun asks, stopping you from your endless scrolling. You look up to him in slow motion, wondering if you did something that caused him to ask such a question. Truth is, he just doesn't know how to properly express his love to you. Saying I love you is as easy as blinking, yet he finds himself unsatisfied with his own effort.

It's not like you demand anything from him, though, but that's what sends him on a frenzy; that you never asked him of anything (except kisses when he's in the middle of finishing a game, and he always provides them for you).

"Of course, I still love you, what are you talking about Junnie?" you ask back, walking to where he was sitting. You take the empty spot next to him on the sofa, leaning closer so you can rest your head on his shoulder. In turn, he brings his arm around your waist.

"I don't know, just feeling like I can't show you enough," he said. "I guess I'm just a little bit insecure..." he hesitates a bit, before continuing, "Honestly I don't fucking know."

"Junnie, you always keep spare pads on your car, you carry my bags when we're going out, you buy a reading lamp just for me, you take care of me during my period, you bookmark stuff that you think I would like to see, you send cat pictures and memes every day--"

"That's the bare minimum," he complained.

"No, well, yes, you consider it the bare minimum because you love me, for me it's everything because I love you," you said. "I'm sorry for not appreciating them enough, but those little things... They made me fall in love with you more each day."

"Is that so?" he asks again, voice small.

"Let's not forget when you bought coffee for my whole department, or when you joined me on my overseas trip, or last week when you sent 143 packs of candies..."

"That's a bit overkill, isn't it?" Jun laughs heartily, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. That was during one of your period cycles when you felt cramps and took the day off. He was away for work so he couldn't physically be there. You had told him that you're craving for some candies and the next minute you know, there's a delivery on your door.

"I almost thought you wanted me to have diabetes or something," you smile. It's the fact that he doesn't have to do all that for you, but he chooses to that makes you feel loved. You tried to reassure him that he's done enough, time and time again because he expresses his love in a different way. In a way that amazed you, and never not. He's creative with his declaration of love and you always point it out that makes him shy.

"Thank you, baobei," he said, "I'll continue to think out of the box to make you happy."

a/n. is it time to rewatch exclusive fairytale?

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[onlyhuis]

something spicy, something sweet

member | junhui x f reader genre | smut, fluff/comfort word count | 2.1k synopsis | the last few days you've been coming home from work exhausted, but now that you finally have a day off you have time for a little something sweet from your boyfriend. content warnings | established relationship, mentions of food (jun makes soup for dinner), there's one (1) screenshot of text msgs at the very beginning smut warnings | descriptions of female anatomy, unprotected sex, lots of kissing, praise, it's very vanilla but it's soft and sleepy and romantic notes | requested by @foxdaisy !! i looove writing soft cute fluffy stuff like this so i was very happy to see this request hehe. i hope you enjoy!

jun sets his phone on the counter, leaving it face up as he goes to start making dinner. you’d been staying late at work the past couple days to finish a big project, and he hated seeing you come home so exhausted and worn out. 

he sighs and turns the stove on with a click, setting a pot over the burner. the least he could do is have your favorite meal ready for you when you get home. he loves cooking for you, especially on nights when you’re much too tired to.

he’s so caught up in the recipe, making sure that everything will be perfect for you, that he doesn’t even notice how much time has passed until he hears your keys jingling in the front door and your soft footsteps coming into the kitchen. he turns around excitedly, waving at you as you walk towards him. “hi, sweetheart! i made dinner.”

you give him a tired smile, wrapping your arms around his stomach. “thank you, junnie. i appreciate it.”

he leans over to press a kiss to your forehead, grinning when you laugh a little. “of course.”

you kiss his cheek, then walk away to wash your hands in the bathroom while he dishes up the soup he made. he pours a generous amount into your favorite bowl, the red one with flowers on it, before setting it on the table at your spot and taking his own bowl to sit down at his spot while he waits for you.

you come back in and sit down, eagerly digging in. “this is delicious, junnie,” you say in between spoonfuls.

he smiles and reaches out to hold your hand. “i’m so glad! i put those new spices you got in it, i was afraid it might be too much.”

“no, it’s great. i needed something spicy.”

he giggles and takes a sip from his spoon. “so how was your day?”

“it was alright,” you shrug, wiping your napkin across your chin from where little bits of soup dripped. “we finished the project we were working on, though. i’m happy it’s finally done with.”

jun claps his hands. “yay! do you think you’ll get a break now?”

“probably not,” you laugh. ‘but i took tomorrow off anyway. i need a day to just sleep.”

“oh, that’s good!” jun grins. “we can sleep in for once! my boss told everybody not to come in tomorrow.”

you finish the rest of your dinner slowly, talking here and there about your day and laughing when jun gets soup all over his face when he bends down to slurp it from the bowl.

you stand up to wash your dish but jun waves you away, taking it from you instead and putting it in the dishwasher. “i’ll do the dishes later,” he says with a smile. “but now i wanna spend time with you.”

your cheeks warm but you let him have the bowl, giving him another kiss before heading upstairs to get ready for bed. too many nights you’ve come home and gone straight to bed, though jun always waits up for you because he likes going to sleep together. tonight you’ve got a little more energy than usual, still riding the high of finishing your work and having a well-deserved break.

by the time you’re done washing your face and putting on your pajamas, jun is already sitting on his side of the bed waiting for you, the soft glow of the lamp filling the room. you walk over and climb in next to him and when you nod he turns off the light, adjusting himself in next to you.

you lay on your side facing him, and you can still see him in the light of the streetlight shining in through the window.

“i missed you,” jun says with a smile. “i’m glad you’re home.”

“me too,” you sigh, relaxing into the mattress. 

jun slips his arm around you, scooting a little bit closer to you. it’s quiet for a few seconds, and you frown, thinking he’s already wanting to sleep. you’re finally home with time off, and you don’t want to go to bed quite yet.

“‘m not that sleepy yet,” you whisper, and he tilts his head to look over at you. you reach out and gently run your fingers along his chest, feeling how soft and smooth his skin is beneath your fingertips. goosebumps prickle on your body as you think about all the times you’ve seen him like this, his bare chest sitting in front of you as he holds you.

“you wanna snuggle some more?” he asks, and his voice sounds so gentle that you don’t know how to tell him you aren’t really in the mood for cuddling.

“maybe… more than snuggling,” you answer shyly, resisting the urge to hide your face in the pillows in embarrassment.

a knowing look spreads across his features, and he rolls over to get closer to you. “oh, really? like what?” he teases. he knows exactly what you want, but he likes hearing it from you.

“want—you,” you sigh out as his hands slide down your side, squeezing your hip encouragingly.

“i’m right here, baby,” he giggles, and you swat at his arm. “all you have to do is tell me.”

"missed you," you start as your hands begin to explore his body. "missed… having you inside me."

jun moans, and the sound goes right through you as his hand slip beneath your shirt, running along your skin, touching you everywhere. "missed it too, baby. god, i missed all of you."

you sit up on your elbow so he can carefully slip your shirt up and over your head, letting it fall to the floor behind you. he rolls over as you fall onto your back and he shifts on top of you, slotting his leg between your thighs as his lips find yours.

you exhale against him, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you as his kisses deepen.

he moves his mouth away from yours and begins kissing down your body, attaching his lips to your neck, your collarbones, your chest, anywhere he pleases. you giggle when he pushes his face into your boobs, feeling his smile against your skin. 

he readjusts so that he's laying fully on you, balancing his weight on his elbows on either side of your body. he leans down to kiss you again, and you thread your fingers into his hair the way he likes.

you can feel him starting to grind against your thigh, growing harder the longer he kisses you. he reaches down in between your bodies to pull his cock out of his pajama shorts, pushing them down his long legs until they pool around his knees.

you moan when you feel him tap his cock against your abdomen, guiding it with his hand up and down through your folds, collecting your wetness.

"jun—" you whine out his name, tugging on his hair to tell him that he's taking too long. it's been too long since you've had soft, sleepy sex like this, and you're needier than you usually are. 

he grins and kisses the side of your nose, resting his cheek against yours as he holds the tip of his cock at your entrance and begins pushing into you. 

your breath catches in your throat, the stretch burning at first before it starts to melt into pleasure.

once he's fully sheathed inside you jun captures your lips with his, swallowing all your whines and little noises.

he stays still for a long time, even after you tapped his shoulder to let him know it's okay to move, but he just shakes his head and kisses you again. it's nice, so nice, just being with him again, and you won't complain even if he just wants to cockwarm with you for the rest of the night.

"just let me take care of you, baby," he coos, and you whimper at how soft yet gravelly his voice sounds.

you can hear both the sleepiness and the lust laced in his tone, and you clench around him involuntarily. his hips jerk a little, and you whine at the movement, feeling so perfectly full you don't know how it could get any better than this.

after a little while longer neither he nor you can stand it any more, and he shifts his weight so he can slowly start rutting into you.

you let out a sigh that you didn't realize you'd been holding in, and jun kisses your cheek again, brushing his nose against yours.

he slips his hand back down under the sheets to rub gentle circles around your clit, and you gasp and arch into him as his thrusts begin to pick up speed.

"does that feel good?" he asks, voice low, and you whine out a "yes". he grins, brushing your hair away from your face with his other hand. "my good girl, you needed this so bad, hm? needed me to take care of you."

"yes, jun—please," you rasp, gripping tighter onto his broad shoulders. "love you, love you so much."

he moans and his fingers speed up their languid pace, fucking himself into you more roughly but still just the right pace. "i love you too, baby. missed you always taking me so well, missed feeling you like this."

all you can do is stutter out his name, moaning a broken string of pleas and promises as you clench around him, feeling him bring you right up to the cusp of your orgasm.

he presses his lips to you, his teeth clacking with yours just a little from the way his body moves up and down, rocking into you and filling you up so perfectly. 

he mumbles another "i love you" against your mouth, and with one more strong thrust you come undone around him, repeating his name over and over again. his hands caress your skin before stopping at your waist, giving him more leverage to fuck himself into you as you struggle through your orgasm.

it feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulders as you start to come down from your high, floating in pure bliss as the tension and stress melts away from your body.

“where do you want me, baby?” he pants, his hands tightening around your hips as his strokes become more and more erratic as he approaches his orgasm. 

“on me— wherever,” you groan. though you always love it when he cums inside you, tonight you don’t have the energy for much clean up, so the easier the better.

jun seems to understand that, because just seconds later he pulls out of you and frantically jerks his cock over your stomach.

you reach up to hold his face with your hands, and he releases onto you with a whine as his high overtakes him.

gasping, he falls onto the bed next to you, his chest heaving a little with each breath. you let your eyes close, feeling your heart begin to slow down as you clasp your hands together over your chest.

the room is quiet for a minute before you feel jun shift off of the bed, the mattress dipping with his weight as he shuffles off to the bathroom.

you open your eyes and watch him walk back into the room, a washcloth in one hand and a t-shirt in the other.

he leans onto the bed, wiping the cloth over your stomach as you stare up at him.

"hi," you giggle, your head still fuzzy and pleasant from your orgasm.

he grins and bends down to kiss you. "hey."

he hands you the shirt as he leaves again to put the washcloth in the laundry, and you slip it on, forcing yourself to sit up despite how your body aches and begs for sleep.

but just how jun always waited up for you, you wait for him to come back, sliding back into bed and pulling you close into his side.

his arms wrap around you and you nestle your head into his chest, his skin still a little sweaty but you don't care. you're just glad to be home and glad to be back in his arms, cuddling after too many long days at work.

he tucks your hair behind your ear, gently patting the top of your head as you struggle to stay awake.

"goodnight. i love you, junnie," you yawn, closing your eyes again and resting your head against him.

the last thing you remember before you fall asleep is him saying, "goodnight, my love", as he pulls the covers up around your neck just the way you like them and kissing your forehead one last time.

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[kittyhuii]

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡ 𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙾𝚗𝚎 ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

✦ genre: smut, fluff towards the end

✦ pairings: minghao x gn!reader x jun

✦ word count: 2.2k

✦ warnings and content: poly au (idk if this is a warning), reader wears lingerie, reader is called angel, smut, cursing, unprotected sex, threesome, double penetration, blowjob, deepthroat, messy sex. (Please do tell me if I missed some warnings ) mdni!!!

synopsis: People have always said that two is better than one, but is having two cocks inside you at the same time really a good idea?

You’re nervously sitting on the couch in the living room of your shared apartment with your boyfriends – yes, boyfriends. The feeling of nervousness grows on you as you now start to fidget with your fingers, anticipating the return of your lovers from work. A few more moments of silence passed and the knob of the door finally started turning and the lock clicked open. 

Jun turned the knob around and pushed the door open, only to be greeted by you — their lover, dressed in an oversized shirt with a loose sleeve that reveals a side of your shoulder and a length that drapes down until your knees. 

"Hey, Happy Anniversary~" Jun smiled at you as he cupped your cheek and gave you a peck on the lips. "Lemme put these down first," he said as he shook the bags of groceries in his arms, you nodded in response. 

Following behind Jun was Minghao, equipped with a long sleeved polo that accentuates his broad shoulders and lean figure. "Hey, Angel" he says as he makes his way into your apartment, closing the door behind him with a hit of the sole of his shoe.

Minghao wasted no time, one of his hands was already on your hip and the other on the nape of your neck as he started planting kisses on your face. "Missed me much?" you teased while you wrapped your arms around his neck, and he only hummed in response. Minghao continued to pepper your face with kisses, and your shared giggles could be heard across the room and could also be heard by Jun. 

You soon feel two more hands on your waist, “Having fun without me, hm?” Jun says as he buries his face on your neck. “Mmh– wait” you breathe out and the boys were quick to do as you say. “I… I have a present for you two,” you started and the two men looked at you, a part of them anticipating for the said gift. Stepping away from Jun and Minghao, you hold on to the hem of your shirt and start pulling on it. 

“You? You’re the gift?” Jun said as his face lit up with joy, “best gift ever!” he exclaimed. “What? No.” you quickly cut him off. “Just…unwrap me and see” you said, now with a faint blush on your cheeks. Jun and Minghao exchanged a glance at each other before they did as you told. Minghao walked up to your side and slowly lifted the hem of your shirt up to your head, with Jun pulling it off and revealing your body. 

They surely didn’t expect to see you in lingerie – their favorite pair as well – the ones they got you for your birthday a few years back, and surely you know how that went down. The red lace that was intricately crafted to highlight the wonders of one’s body. Seeing you again in red definitely turned something on for both Jun and Minghao. “Aw, is this all for us?” Minghao cooed as he had his hand on your bare waist. You felt a shiver from the contrast of his cold palm on your warm skin. “Do we get to unwrap this too?” Jun half-heartedly joked with a curl on the corner of his lips. “Now now, let’s not be too hasty… let’s take our time” Minghao lightly scolded Jun. 

Minghao took both of your hands and intertwined it with his as he connected his lips with yours. On the other hand, your neck was now Jun’s territory as he started leaving a trail of wet kisses on the skin of your neck. As the two continued to have their way with you, Minghao’s kisses soon turned into a tongue-filled makeout session and the love bites Jun left on your neck turned your skin into a red and maroon colored mess. With each passing moment, the feeling of getting filled by your boyfriends’ cocks grew more, to the point that no amount of foreplay will satisfy you anymore; so, you pull away, catching your breath and leading the two men into your bedroom.

You hold onto each of their hands as you lead Jun and Minghao to the bedroom. Letting go of Jun’s hand, you open the door, revealing the room that was dimly lit by scented candles that will surely set the mood. Minghao and Jun were amused, better yet, they were in the mood just like you’d hope. The boys looked at you with smirks plastered on their faces as you made your way into your bed and sprawled yourself on it, the anniversary gift in all its glory. 

“It’s a shame that we have to unwrap you off this beautiful lace, Angel.”  Minghao stated, admiring the said lace that was barely covering your body as they both slowly walked to your side. “But if that means getting to admire all of you, then so be it.” as soon as the words leave his mouth, you feel Minghao’s fingers on your back – fidgeting with the shoulder straps as his fingers brush over your skin. As one strap falls off your shoulder, it reveals more skin just to your lovers' liking — your nipples just about to pop out. On the other side of the bed, Jun takes the other strap of your lingerie and does the exact same — tracing his fingers on the skin of your shoulder as he slowly gets the strap to fall off your shoulder. 

With each passing second you grew needy and empty – only Minghao and Jun could rid you of this feeling, so you had to take matters into your own hands. You grab onto their hands that were on your shoulder and guide them to your chest, letting them grope your breasts, as the fabric of the lingerie reveals more of you. “So pretty for us,” Jun whispered, his hot breath hitting your skin. Now, with only a paper thin fabric covering the area lower than your waist, Jun delicately laid you on the bed – your back rested on the comforter and your body on full display in front of the boys that were on the foot of the bed.

The room was soon filled with each other’s pants of pleasure and the sound of the bed creaking. Your arms wrapped around Minghao’s neck as he was leaving a trail of wet kisses on your collarbone, while Jun was groping your breasts and playing with your nipples. You arch your back from the feeling of overstimulation, and as you do, you feel the bulge behind Jun’s sweatpants on your ass. Jun groaned from the pain his erection was giving him, he nuzzled the nape of your neck, also leaving kisses as his hands trailed from your chest down to your hips.

Minghao’s trail of hickies left on your body continued until the skin of your breasts, and as he was sucking on the skin and your nipple, his free hand played with the nipple of your other breast. “Ah– mmh…” was all that could escape your lips, you were just a total mess  – sandwiched in between the bodies of your boyfriends. Soon enough, the clothed erection of Jun that you were feeling on your turned into the actual thing – the tip of his cock rubbing on your lower back–  pleasuring himself on you. 

“Wait–” you blurted out as you were picking yourself up, you positioned yourself, now you were on your knees on the bed – ready to take both of them. Without hesitation, the boys picked up what you were trying to tell with your actions. Behind you, Jun lined himself on your entrance, gently brushing the tip of his cock on your hole that was clenching around nothing, earning a whine from you. Meanwhile, Minghao stood up, his crotch leveled with your face as he started to unbuckle his pants, revealing a not so discreet erection inside of his boxers. As he pulled down his boxers, his cock sprung out almost hitting the tip of your nose. Now with Minghao’s cock out in all its glory, you can finally admire it – his cock that was firm and definitely on the longer side, with a tip that’s slightly flushed red and a singular vein that runs through its whole length. You gulped on your saliva, now uncertain whether you can take his whole cock on your mouth, because you seemingly can’t get used to how long Minghao was. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Jun shove his throbbing cock inside of you, making you gasp; and just as you did, Minghao took this as an opportunity to slide his veiny length inside your mouth, feeling the warm skin of his cock hit your tongue. 

Feeling such an intense sensation your legs wobble, so you hold onto Minghao’s thighs as support. As you gripped your hands onto the muscles of Minghao’s thighs, Jun slowly continued to push himself inside you. Just as your hole was occupied, so was your mouth. Minghao, whose cock was in your mouth, slowly started to move his hips back and forth – with every motion your throat was being hit by the tip of his cock, making you choke back sobs and strings of saliva escape your lips. Amidst the ambient sounds of the bed creaking and the floorboards squeaking, tears well up on your eyes as you were getting fucked from not one, but two holes. You felt Jun's grip on your hips harder as he thrusted hard and deep into you, hitting your sweet spot which made you arch your back in pleasure and the tears on the corners of your eyes finally fall. 

Being completely enamored by your boyfriends, you didn’t notice the glance they exchanged with each other as you and Jun are now laying down, with Jun under and you above him, dick still inside you. As you lay down on top of Jun, getting cockwarmed, Minghao who was beside you two moved in front of you now – watching as you start to grind your hips on Jun – with a hand wrapped around his length, he started to stroke his own cock.  

“Fuck…” Minghao grunted out of frustration, “You wouldn’t mind having two cocks inside of you right, Angel?” he added, looking at your disheveled figure, waiting for an answer. You don’t know what’s gotten into you but there was no doubt that you nodded your head yes because you felt your hole getting further stretched as Minghao pushed himself inside you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you’ve never felt pleasure as much as you did now. Having two cocks inside you definitely wasn’t in your bucket list, but you realize that it should have been there sooner if it was going to make you this crazy.

If the room couldn’t be louder with all the squeaking of the bed, your moans and the grunts of Jun and Minghao surely can be heard by neighbors at this point, but you couldn’t care less – you just wanted to chase your high and so do they

The climax you were longing for felt closer as Jun and Minghao continued to penetrate you, closing your eyes, you mutter, “I’m close–”.  “Me too– Fuck–” the man under you says as his grip on your waist tighten and the pace of his thrusts quicken. The friction with Jun’s cock rubbing on your insides and Minghao’s cock only aroused the man into a state of madness. With one last thrust, you felt Jun’s cock hit your sweet spot once more, making you arch your back as you finally hit your long awaited climax. As Jun pulled out his cock, you felt each other’s love liquids gush outside from you, creating lewd noises. Not long after, the other male who was still inside you had his cock twitching, his climax not too far now as he was picking up his pace. 

With one last grunt and thrust, Minghao quickly pulled his cum-covered cock from inside you and strings of white liquid squirts out of the reddish tip of his cock, his cum pooling on your abdomen. He bent over and guided his tongue from your chest, down to your belly button. With his tongue, he licks the cum off your abdomen before he starts giving you wet kisses – his cum that was on his tongue, now inside the roof of your mouth as you two sloppily make out. 

After celebrating your anniversary with dinner in your apartment, you three finally cuddle up on your bed, basking in each others’ embrace. Under the sheets between Jun and Minghao, you yawn as you feel your eyelids getting heavier with each passing second. You let yourself succumb to sleep, grabbing onto a pillow and hugging it tight before closing your eyes. “Goodnight, love” Jun says, as he cups your face, and Minghao plants a kiss on your forehead, saying his goodnight as well. Just as you were getting comfortable, you thought – two really is better than one – your lips curled up into a smirk before finally falling asleep between Jun and Minghao’s loving arms.

a/n: oh gosh writing this fic took me longer than expected. This fic was purely inspired by my horny thoughts 😭, hope yall enjoy it tho

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[jinxedmuse]

seventeen ot13 reaction + head cannon: if they had a black cat personality type s/o that showed affection (not so) subtly

authors note: hiii! enjoy these quick scenarios i wrote today bcs i realllyyy miss the boys! a lot of these were hard to write but i tried staying true to their personal ideal types + how the members like to receive affection! enjoy :,)

special dt to: @chwecandi mi new amiga! ty 4 being crazy over the boys with me 😭🫂

warnings: none, some kisses here & there but nothing suggestive, should be gender neutral, teeth rotting fluff <3

choi seungcheol: acts of service s/o

scoups knows you aren’t the outwardly affectionate type and respects that but he is such a baby boy :(

as the maknae of his family & yet the eldest + leader of 12 men he NEEDS TO BE TAKEN CARE OF FROM TIME TO TIME (almost all the time) !! he’d be coming home from work exhausted but craving your touch.

you’d give him the quickest peck on the cheek (right on his dimple) before pushing him towards the bathroom.

“why, whyyy, i wanna cuddle!!” he’d complain all pouty :(((

he opens the door and almost cries on the spot. you had prepared him a piping hot water bath with lavender scented epsom salt for any possible soreness and roses for extra hydration. his towel was already hung up as was his robe for when he got out.

he immediately turns back and looks at you like???? why are you the best person ever??? gives you kisses all over your face repeatedly, you tilt your head back trying to dodge some but you secretly loved it.

“okay cheollie get in before it gets cold, choo go away.” you’d complain.

he smiles and starts undressing himself at your order. he gets into the tub and lets out a pleasurable sigh, feeling instantly relaxed. you give a smile at the doorway, happy that your person was content. you’re about to close the door when he suddenly called your name.

“you’re not gonna join me?”

p.s (you joined him ;)

rest of members below!

yoon jeonghan: words of affirmation + acts of service s/o

you and jeonghan enter a new restaurant together. he had been excited, seeing an ad about it a few weeks before it’s opening and wanted to take you but he was too busy to ever make any reservations himself.

so, you had secretly done it yourself to line it up with his free schedule.

“booths or table?” the waiter ask and before jeonghan could answer you spoke up. “table, please.”

jeonghan pouted but followed the lead, heading to your table. “babe, i wanted the booths so i could be closer to you” he said as he sat down on the opposite side of you.

to be honest, you had always found couples who sat in booths up each others asses were frustrating to look at. maybe it’s just because you weren’t the biggest fan of physical touch.

and, today jeonghan had his short black hair styled so that he had slight layers and a bang. he was wearing a black button up with the sleeves rolled up. his black and gold yves saint laurent bracelet fully showing around his slightly veiny arm. you wanted to admire him face to face and the best way to do that was with tables.

so you told him that.

“i wanted you in my direct line of view. you look handsome.” you replied nonchalantly, focusing back on the menu.

he nearly got out his seat to give you a kiss then and there. yoon jeonghan was without a doubt, an insane visual. he was aware of the effect his looks had on people but he was so used to being called: beautiful, pretty etc, especially when he had his longer hair so this felt new. it made his heart flutter.

your words were always so straightforward yet no matter how long you had been dating, they always had an effect on him.

jeonghan put a hand over his heart, making sure it was still beating properly because he could’ve sworn it skipped a beat.

“y/n” he said your name gently, full of love. you looked up, confused at the sudden tone, there was a clear shift in the air that felt way too emotional for you.

“you know how much i love you, right?” he asked. it was a rhetorical question. you knew clear and through, and you had always made sure to let him know as well since too much of physical touch or pda made you slightly uncomfortable.

“i know, i do too.” you replied with a smirk. he was about to speak up once more but the waiter came up to your table, breaking the tension in the air.

hong joshua: gift giving s/o

“ahh babe, this is the third gift you’ve already given me in the last two weeks.” he adorably complained, looking at the new box sitting in front of him.

you pushed his head to the side before pointing at the box. “open it.” you ordered. excited for him to see what would be inside.

he complied, opening up the box and the smile never left his face. it was a perfume making set with customized bottles that had his name on them.

he was practically beaming from ear to ear. eyes almost disappearing as he smiled.

he looked adorable.

you wanted to say it but you always had a problem with cheesy things or just putting your words together in general. so you bought him things, anything he wanted, stuff he looked at for a second; just to see that smile.

joshua turned to embrace you, pulling you into a big hug. you hesitated for a moments before hugging back, hand patting his back slightly awkwardly.

“i really appreciate all this, and you most of all. seriously.”

your heart quite literally skipped a beat but you’d rather eat a 100k scorch level peoper before admitting that.

[a/n: didn’t really mention it but i feel like we all collectively know joshua is 100% the giving type as well >< !!]

wen junhui: quality time s/o

if you were a black cat, wen junhui was an orange one through and through. sure, your boyfriend looked cold but he was a cinnamon role embodied to you and his members.

always finding a new prank to play, new flirting technique he learned on the internet or simply finding any excuse to touch you. it was often overwhelming but you loved him regardless.

jun recently started feeling like he was annoying you, you could tell because whenever he’d be rambling about something he’d cut himself short on his own accord. you’d tell him to continue but he’d simply say it wasn’t important.

it hurt you that he felt that way and you wanted him to know that you didn’t find him annoying. you valued him and his company and didn’t mind if that came along with his constant tricks.

that’s why you called him over your apartment one day after his schedule. he came over, slightly worried because he usually had to make the first move to hang out.

you opened the door and there he was, standing in all his glory. you opened the door wider and he came through, instinctively going in for a hug which you allowed.

“soo..” he started shyly, looking around your apartment.

“what did you plan on doing today?” he asked you, meeting your eyes, searching to see if it would give away what you were scheming.

but you weren’t scheming anything, you simply missed your boyfriend.

“nothing, just missed your presence.” you replied coyly, looking down at your feet before looking back up at him and ohhhh boy was he smiling like a cheshire cat.

you made your way to you living room and flooped down on your couch, he followed behind you and watched you.

you patted the empty seat next to you while looking up at him.

“sit next to me, please.”

that’s all it took for him to practically leap onto the couch, claiming his space next to you. he pulled you into an embrace before settling down and laying his head on your lap.

kwon soonyoung: gift giving + physical touch

you had just left a restaurant with your boyfriend and you were now walking around your favorite secluded park.

you stop in your tracks once you remembered something, “oh right, i have something for you.”

hoshi looks at you, his pink lips forming into a pout. “well this is awkward because i have something for you too.” he’d say.

you pull out the gifs at the same time and you both can’t help but laugh, they were both jewelry boxes.

“ah kwon soonyoung, what am i going to do with you?” you asked teasingly, he’d be so exited like a cute hamster tiger, urging you to open his first.

you open it and sure enough, it’s a ring from the matching couple set the brand had to offer. he’d open yours and it was the necklace/chain version from the same brand.

“i think we’re actually meant to be” he’d say in suchhhh a serious tone it’d make your heart flutter.

“yeah right, as in fate?” you’d say walking away, (after putting on your gifts of course >:( !!), when he’d suddenly tug you back into him.

a warm embrace on a cold winter day, he places a gentle kiss on your head before releasing you and you can’t help but smile.

he truly knew how to make you the shyest person on earth.

jeon wonwoo: words of affirmation? (he talks x you listen) + quality time

jeon wonwoo had a cold and quiet persona but those close to him knew it was all but true.

he was silly, loving when people reacted well to his jokes. he loved learning or reading something new and rushing to tell his loved ones (you) his new learned information, most of all, he loved interactive video games.

he had invited you over about 2 hours ago and you guys were currently sitting on his couch, playing a newly released game side by side.

while you were playing, he had been rambling on about his day. everything from what time he had to wake up, rehearsals, how there was a new makeup artist, comeback concept, and even the last joke hoshi made as they were leaving set.

making sure not to leave anything out even as he concentrated on the game.

it was no longer you turn during the game so while he was wrapping up his story you took a hand and brought it up to his head, petting his hair gently before letting your hand rest at the nape of his neck for a second.

“you’ve been working so hard. you’re doing really well. i’m beyond proud of you woo.” is all you’d say before retreating your hand and picking up your controller once more.

he looked at you, a warm feeling in his stomach. ever since he got with you, he truly learned what (romantic) love was.

“i’m so glad you’re mine.” he’d reply, his cute smile taking over his face before he’d focused back on his game.

[a/n: K!LL ME NOW I WANT HIM SO BAD??\€£\ okay u may continue]

lee jihoon: quality time/physical touch (+ acts of service if u squint)

composer s/o x producer woozi

are you kidding me? this man is head over heels in love with you. and he’s very apparent about that, in his own way.

you guys are both black cats so the whole pda and overally affectionate aspect is out the window but behind closed doors? in the confines of your own houses/studios?

whole different story.

you guys compose and produce music with one or the other on each others lap. gently playing with each others hair, rubbing each others stomach, and sometimes he massages your thigh. nothing inherently sexual about it, he just loves touching you. doesn’t even realize he’s doing it sometimes.

when you’re too busy to see each other he’d ask you to send him a voice note and you would (so confused?) next thing you know he adds it to the beginning or ending of a song he’s working on. adding it to your private mixtape for each other :(

when he’s working too hard, you’d sneak into his studio, keeping him company quietly. you’d place a energy drink and some food by him, patting his hair before giving him a gentle peck on the cheek.

“you’re working hard, take care of yourself as well babe. call me when you’re done, i reserved (seats/tickets/etc) for us around (insert time)”

he’d literally melt???

lee seokmin: acts of service + words of affirmation

you guys are sooooo grumpy x sunshine coded :(((((

oh heavens, he loves u sm like it’s BAD for him??? GET UP DK!

you’d be exiting a restaurant and notice he’s a bit too tall for the walk way door thingy (spare me) so you’d go on your tippy toes and have your hand over it, protecting his head in case he hit himself.

(his heart nearly exploded at the action please let him rest)

it’d be cold outside and he’d have no gloves. you give him one of yours (albeit his hands are wayy bigger) but he’d still be so grateful.

with both your gloveless hands, you’d take them and put them in your pocket. keeping them away from the cold.

(he blushed so bad he litch got warm, give him a warning?)

one day while taking pictures, he didn’t like how any of them turned turned out. you aren’t (really?) on social media so you couldn’t understand the dynamics of the right angle, right lighting and his need to capture the “perfect bf material pic”

whatever that meant??

you let him complain all he wanted but you get annoyed the second he even ATTEMPTS to slander his looks (absolute blasphemy in your books!)

“my (insert body part) makes me look a littl-“ before he can even finish his sentence you cut him off.

“it makes you look too handsome. you’re right, don’t post he pics; i’m not ready to keep sharing my boyfriend with the world.” you’d say in the most seemingly serious tone??? (you were being 100% serious)

he dropped his phone onto the couch, no longer caring about the pictures and pulled you down onto him. the biggest smile on his face as though he won the lottery.

“it hurts how much i love you.” he’d say.

kim mingyu: also acts of service + words of affirmation

husband material gyu 100% loves getting taken care of after (also) having to cook and clean for/after his members who tease him relentlessly (pos i swear!!)

he’d come home sooo tired after a long day of filming content, all he wanted to do was sleep.

you’d be too busy to greet him at the door. in the kitchen, cooking him his favorite comfort meal for the night.

he comes in the kitchen, giving you a back hug as you finished up the last dash.

“i knew i smelled something delicious, my favorite person cooking my favorite meal.”

he attempts to give you a kiss but you had honestly felt stuffy from being in the kitchen so long and your face was kinda sweaty “ahhh gyu noo, at least let me shower first” you’d complain, letting him hug you but pulling your head away.

he’d pout but understand, backing up to give you your space. you’d turn around seeing him pout, God was it adorable but you stood your ground.

“also, the bed is already made and i have some comfortable clothes laid out for you once you’re done eating & your shower.”

he’d smile so lovingly like what did he do to deserve you??? and his heart grows even fonder once you said:

“tell me about your day over dinner, you’ve been doing so much and i’m super proud but i’ve missed you.”

if he worshipped anyone it would 100% be you. you were his knight in shining armoire especially after long days like this.

xu minghao: quality time + acts of service

you guys are adorably in love with each other i’m jealous! he paints you so much (+places you’ve been tg & etc) that he could practically open up a museum of his fondest memories of you.

you weren’t so bad at the art either so one day you decided to surprise him.

you didn’t even hear him once he came home.

“babe?” he’d call out in the cutest voice, looking for you. he needed to recharge and you are 100% his vitamin.

he’d find you in your office working on a painting of??? him??? if his heart could grow any bigger for you it just did.

“wow, i think i’m in love with you?” his voice would startle yo, pulling you out of your train of thoughts while painting.

“oh hey ming” is all you’d say with a timid smile before returning to your work.

“well, i’ll let you finish up” he’d but you almost get whiplash from how fast you turned around.

“no! i have some nido soup i made earlier in the pot. it should be still kinda warm. heat yourself some and pull up a chair next to me.”

(his heart just did a back flip btw)

he smiled ohhhh so beautifully yk that one smile he does when he’s looking at the members fondly? yeah that one ughhh :(

boo seungkwan: words of affirmation

boo is wayyyy more sensitive then he lets on. he needs all the love and support you have to offer because our boy works hard :(

since you can’t see each other often because of all his promotions, you had an idea! a very cheesy one but an idea nonetheless!

you had a heart shaped jar, on it you wrote “for me boo: seungkwan” . inside the jar were 100 exact folded sticky notes filled with things you absolutely adored about him.

small things from how cute he looked when he scrunched up his nose when he laughed to deeper things only the two of you spoke about on late night, reminders that you truly paid attention to him.

now a part of you was physically in pain from this but oh the moment you thought about how happy he would be you didn’t care how sappy it was.

you gave it to his manager to give it to him after one of his shoots. he opened it in the car, reading one was all it took for him to start balling.

he called you right after and immediately planned a date night, suddenly not being able to handle the absence of your presence ;(

(you found out he keeps these with him at all times whenever he needs a pick me up)

chwe vernon hansol: words of affirmation

like big time HELLO SHOWER HIM IN PRAISE FOR THE BEAUTIFUL BOY HE IS ??? (but also don’t overwhelm him!! be the smooooth ass mf ik u are!)

you guys are chilling on his couch, watching his newly released music video. his head on your lap as you played with his ear (which he’s absolutely smitten over but it’s hard for him to admit that)

his part comes up and your heart rate litch goes faster the moment he’s on the screen.

“you look really good in this shot.” you’d say, trying to keep your cool and collected composure.

“oh yeah?” he’d reply. no longer looking at the video but positioning himself to where he’s looking at you.

you continue talking, avoiding eye contact because you know you can’t handle the way he looks up at you with his pretty brown eyes through his long lashes.

“yeah. your voice and your style of rap is cool, it makes me want to constantly rewind just to see it again. i’m proud of all the work you do, i wish you could appreciate yourself the way i do you.”

and ohhhh my?? if you didn’t have his heart before (which you did) you CERTAINLY had it now!

if you picked him up, he’d probably be a pile of mush. to say your words had an effect on him was an understatement.

you as a whole rocked his world. undoubtedly.

lee chan: quality time + acts of service

you entered the practice room quietly, trying not to disturb the younger guy but he immediately turns around. a big smile on his face as soon as he sees you.

“baby, i missed you!” he’d say with the CUTEST face ever might i add???

you smiled and held up both your hands, takeout in one and drinks in the other.

“you’ve been copped up in here almost all day, i got you some stuff.” you’d say. he knew you weren’t trying to baby him although you were older, just worried that you boyfriend hasn’t fed himself properly today.

“i know i know, i have a new choreo i wanna learn for danceology”

you looked at him with fondness, he truly worked so hard. it was nothing but admirable.

“well then don’t mind me, i’ll sit over there” you pointed to in front of the mirror. you wanted a full view of him working his magic.

“you wanna watch me dance?” he’d ask all cutely (yk how when he was a question for one of the older members :(???)

you nodded, small smile on your face and he got sooo excited! he can do something he loves in front of the person he loves and then eat some food he loves???? triple win!

[a/n: he is the cutest ever i Want to bash my head into a wall also thank you so much if you read all i hope i destroyed ur view of parasocial relationships 🙂! stay safe & enjoy ur day/night!!!!! xoxo]

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[sluttyminghao]

hi!!! congratulations on 8k!!!!! would you be willing to elaborate on that ask u answered about junhui realizing he has a size kink for the 8k celebration?? thank u!!! www/tumblr.com/sluttyminghao/721056514879700992/i-think-junhui-often-forgets-that-hes-pretty-tall

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"you're so big junnie~"

your breathy voice has his cock twitching against your entrance and he almost cums right then and there, but he manages to compose himself enough to guide his cock further into you, eliciting louder moans from your swollen lips.

you can feel the way his thick cock stretches you out so well, the slight sting making you arch your back and squeeze your eyes shut. jun's lips connect with the flesh on your neck moments later, hoping to soothe some of the pain.

"so cute, so little under me...fuck, do i like this?" he mumbles under his breath, watching as his cock disappears inside of you. the way you're clutching at his forearms and trembling has his ego shooting through the roof.

"j-jun...so big..." your voice is slightly incoherent but the words you speak lowly have warmth shooting through his abdomen and he can't help but groan and thrust out slowly, before sharply guiding his hips in again to hit your sweet spot.

"yeah, im so fucking big, arent i baby? filling you up so good, gonna split you open," his husky voice sends shivers throughout your body and without warning, your orgasm hits you like a ton of bricks. it washes over you so fast and your juices coat his thick cock, amplifying the wet sounds echoing through the room.

"god, you came already? must've felt so good hm~" he teases, watching as you cover your face in embarrassment. he lets you ride out your orgasm, before speeding his thrusts up so he can cum and collapse on top of you.

"junnie?"

"mm?"

"do you have a size kink?"

he stares at you with wide eyes, his heart hammering in his chest. it wasn't something he had thought of before, but seeing how you looked laying underneath him, his cock disappearing into you, everything about the act had him going insane.

"maybe?"

"change that maybe to a yes."

#8k celebration #sluttyhao smut #sluttyhao drabbles #kpop smut #seventeen smut #junhui smut #jun smut

[secondcupforyou]

seventeen as horrible pick-up lines, a carat/valentine’s day special 🩷🩵

disclaimer, this is purely for entertainment purposes and does not reflect who seventeen are as people.

pairing! ot13 (separate) x gender neutral! reader

warnings! light swearing

word count! ~1k words total

author’s note! i found a list of horrible pick-up lines and couldn’t stop myself…

Seungcheol

“I can't taste my cherry lip gloss! Can you give it a try?”

“Huh? Like you want me to try it out?” you asked as you rummaged around your bag. You had been trying to find your phone to get directions for the restaurant you got reservations for. After you found it, you looked up to see Seungcheol’s pouty face. At that, you realised he was probably asking for something less explicit. “Oh, was that you asking to kiss me? You should have been more clear.”

Jeonghan

“Are you iron? Cause I don’t get enough of you.”

”Last time I checked, I wasn’t Iron Man, so I would check somewhere else.” you joked. However, you weren’t fully expecting the whining that would come after it. As you began to laugh at his reaction, Jeonghan’s complaining got louder. Through broken laughs, you tried to speak, “C’mon, I know you could do better than that.”

Joshua

“On a scale of 1 to America, how free are you this weekend?”

You looked up from your textbook as you heard Joshua’s voice. The two of you were supposed to be working on a project your professor had assigned you for the week. As you looked into his eyes, his small smile irked you just enough to complain: “Can’t you ask like a normal person? If you did, then maybe I would be free.”

Before he could respond, you began to work on the assignment once again.

Jun

“Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?”

You had lost track of the amount of times Jun had used different pick-up lines throughout the day. It started when you first saw each other today, and it hasn’t stopped since. While it was endearing for you, you could also see the annoyance building up from your friends. With a quick laugh, you leaned into his ear to whisper, “I would stop before one of them ends up punching you.”

Soonyoung

“This date is like a big bowl of Frosted Flakes. It’s grrrrrrrrreat!”

When Soonyoung said this to you, you couldn’t help but laugh. Maybe it was because of his complete seriousness as he looked you straight in the eyes, or maybe it was because of the silence that filled the room before. Either way, you weren’t expecting him to tell you a stupid pick-up line.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” you were finally able to ask as your laughs began to calm down.

Wonwoo

“Good thing I have a library card, because I'm checking you out.”

Maybe it was because you were at the library that this was so cheesy, but you don’t think it would change much. He quickly moved to continue browsing through the books on the shelves; however, you could see a hint of blush lie across his cheeks. It made you smile.

“Ya’ know,” you began, “if you didn’t read books, then this would have been more awkward.”

Jihoon

“To quote the poet Lee Woozi, ‘Even if my lips are dry, I need to say this, baby: I adore you.’”

“Did you just use your own song to try to pick me up?” you said as you attempted to close the door to his studio. You had just ran to get some snacks from the convenience store before the two of you worked on music for the night, so your hands were filled with snacks. After watching you struggle a bit with the door, Jihoon got out of his chair to close the door for you. You whispered a small ‘thanks’ before setting them down on the table.

Seokmin

“I thought happiness started with ‘h,’ but turns out it begins with ‘u.’”

“And my happiness begins with ‘seok’ and ends with ‘min,’” you laughed as you brought the cup of coffee to your lips. Looking up from your cup, you saw Seokmin’s bright smile at your joke; however, you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by it. “That joke was so awkward. I’m sorry.”

Mingyu

“Can I get your soccer jersey? I really want your name and number.”

At first, the line went over your head. One, you don’t play soccer. Two, Mingyu already had both your name and number. Three, why would Mingyu even use a pick-up line while talking to you? Though, the longer you took to respond, the more he began to pout.

As you watched him sulk, you came to the realisation quickly, “Oh, wait, that pick-up line was directed at me?”

Minghao

“Are you a parking ticket? Cause you've got fine written all over you.”

Minghao’s face was distraught, almost as if he was currently questioning his sanity. The sight of it was comedic. You slowly began to laugh at the situation, asking the question, “Who dared you to say that?”

Once you asked that, you could see the relief on his face.

Seungkwan

“If you're a fruit, you'd be a fine-apple.”

“Damn, does that mean it’s cannibalism for me to eat pineapples,” you said as you picked a bunch of bananas. You and Seungkwan had been shopping for your groceries for the week as you had just run out of cooking ingredients. After checking the quality of the bananas, you put them in the cart you were pushing around. “Good thing I like tangerines then.”

Vernon

“Did I tell you I'm filthy rich and my mother's dead?”

“Okay, yeah, that is pretty bad,” you admitted as you picked up a piece of chocolate. The two of you had been reading through lists of pick-up lines to try to find the worst one. At first, it started as a bit of a competition, but you had slowly lost the competitiveness of it. Scrolling through your phone, you tried to find one that was just as bad to beat Vernon’s. “What about this one…”

Chan

“Math is so confusing. It's always talking about x and y and never you and I.”

“I know that was a pick-up line, but I feel like using the variables ‘u’ and ‘i’ would make it worse, “ you said as you finished up the math problem in your textbook. Chan laughed as he grabbed a pencil sharpener from your pencil case. “No, like, seriously. Imagine writing them even just a little bit differently then, all of sudden, it is a 0 or a 1.”

mirajane’s rambles! i actually have no idea how i did this in a couple hours. my found this website where they were referring to pick-up lines as “rizz” lines, and i spiralled lmao. i had fun tho

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