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nanawritesit · 4 months
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Being EXO’s fem!idol crush who gets shipped with them - Maknae Line Ver.
Hyung Line Ver.
a/n: this is based on the SM girl group idol au that i wrote a while back, please read that first so that the writing will make sense :) AND these scenarios are LONG (esp. Chanyeol’s omg it took FOREVER) so i’m splitting this into two parts! enjoy :)
TW: kissing, sleeping in the same bed, mentions of food, slightly suggestive remarks, mentions of bullying, being held, sitting on his lap, mild cursing
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Chanyeol:
You were both sent by the company to be on a new variety show called “Idol Roommates,” where a bunch of idols would be living together in the same house for a month. SM had sent you, Chanyeol, Yeri, and Ten, Hybe had sent Beomgyu, Jake, Sakura, and Minji, and JYP had sent Bangchan, Yuna, Lily, and and Gunil. The fans were super excited to see all of their favorite idols be roommates, and you had to admit, you were a little too excited to be living in such close proximity with Chanyeol.
The first episode began with you all arriving to the house with your label mates, and greeting all the other idols in the kitchen. There were cameras hidden all around the house, except for in the bathrooms, so you never really could tell what was being broadcasted and what wasn’t.
“So, what do we do first?” Sakura asked once everyone had arrived.
“Oh, there’s a note here on the table…” Bangchan said as he reached for it. “‘Welcome to your new home for the next month! In this bowl are all of your names. Please draw for your roommate and choose your rooms in order of your ages.’” he read aloud.
“Well, Chanyeol hyung is the oldest, so he goes first.” Ten explained, patting Chanyeol’s shoulder.
“Wow, you don’t have to rub it in.” Chanyeol joked, a playful smile on his face. Everyone laughed along with him, quieting down when he reached into the bowl to draw a name.
“Y/N.” he announced. Everyone turned to you expectantly. Yeri and Ten shot you mischievous grins, to which you blushed and looked away. They knew about your enormous crush on Chanyeol, how he had been your bias since high school, and how you used to have posters of him all over your wall. You shot them a dangerous glare before turning to Chanyeol.
“Alright, shall we go pick our room?” you proposed, desperate to get the attention off yourself.
“Yeah, let’s go!” he agreed, leading you up the stairs.
“This one looks the biggest.” you suggested after you had surveyed all the rooms.
He walked over from the other end of the hall and glanced inside the room you were talking about. “Alright, works for me!”
You had separate beds on opposite sides of the room, but it was still a little awkward. The two of you had several interactions in the past, and they were all pleasant, but mostly formal. You began unpacking your suitcases and shuffling around the room to get settled in silence.
As you did so, you could hear the other groupings running excitedly up the stairs to claim their rooms. Ten and Sakura were first, then Bangchan and Yeri. Gunil had picked Jake, then Beomgyu picked Lily, and that left Yuna and Minji together. Hearing the chatter of your colleagues in the background helped ease the tension a bit.
“Do you sleep with a light on?” Chanyeol asked suddenly, making you jump a bit.
You nodded sheepishly. “I’m a bit scared of the dark to be honest.”
“Ah, you’ll have to remind me. I don’t sleep with a light. Are you okay with having a fan on?”
“Yeah, I don’t mind that!” you told him, shuffling awkwardly. “I’m sorry you got stuck rooming with me. I know I’m not the most fun person in the world.”
“No, don’t be sorry… I’m actually relieved that I drew your name.” he told you reassuringly.
“Really?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity. “Why’s that?”
“Because you’re one of the few people I feel comfortable around in the idol world.” he answered, a tiny, bashful grin on his face.
You tried to ignore the flush creeping up your cheeks. “I feel the same way about you.”
Suddenly, Bangchan and Yeri appeared at your door. “Hey, are you guys ready for the debrief? We’re all heading downstairs now.” Chan asked.
“Yeah, let’s go.” Chanyeol replied, leading you out of the room. He followed Bangchan down the stairs, and with their backs to you, Yeri turned around and wiggled her brows at you. You pushed her forward a bit out of annoyance, causing her to tumble down the stairs by a few steps. You instinctively reached out for her, then looked at her, concerned. You both broke out into laughter, her gripping onto the railing and you holding onto her.
“That would’ve sucked.” Yeri chuckled, holding onto her stomach from laughing so hard.
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“Okay, so all the housework has been assigned.” Sakura declared, setting down her slice of pizza. “We’ll do meals in order of oldest to youngest, and chores in order of youngest to oldest.”
The production company had sent you all pizza for your first dinner, but you were instructed to prepare meals for the house for the rest of the time you would be there. That meant that you and Chanyeol would be preparing breakfast tomorrow.
For the remainder of the night, you all just chilled in the enormous living room and talked about all of your careers while a movie played on the TV. Conversation was flowing so smoothly that time just seemed to fly by, and before you knew it, everyone was getting up to get ready for bed, including you and Chanyeol.
“You can take a shower first.” he told you, sitting down at his bed to check his phone.
“Okay, thanks!” you chirped, making your way over to the bathroom.
Once you were done and in your pajamas, which embarrassingly enough had little kittens all over them, you padded your way back over to your own bed. “It’s all yours.” you told him.
“Awesome, be right back.” he responded, getting up from his bed. He did a double take as he looked at you. “Nice pajamas. They’re cute.”
You blushed, trying to focus on drying your hair. “Thank you. Kaori got them for me and I just can’t resist wearing them, even if they are kind of silly.”
“They’re perfect.” he smiled as he walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
You sighed, placing your hands on your cheeks to cool them off. Get it together Y/N. You’re on TV.
You went about the rest of your nightly routine, then curled up in bed to scroll on your phone for a bit. After a while, you heard the water shut off, meaning that Chanyeol was done with his shower. And then it happened. Everything went to black.
You yelped a bit at the sudden darkness, gripping onto your blankets.
“Guys?” you heard Gunil shout from down the hallway.
Everyone started emerging into the hallway with their phone flashlights on. “Is everyone okay?” you heard Lily ask.
“Everyone’s here except for Chanyeol and Y/N.” Jake stated. You heard shuffling down the hallway coming towards your room, which only made your anxiety worsen. You didn’t want any of your adult colleagues to see you scared out of your mind just because the electricity went out.
Just as you were preparing to face your housemates, Chanyeol emerged from the bathroom and practically sprinted over to the door with his own phone’s flashlight.
“Yeah, we’re both good in here.” he told your housemates from the doorway, shielding you from the view. “Since it’s the middle of the night anyway, I say we just all go to sleep. The production company’s cameras will have suddenly shut off, so I’m sure they’ll fix it by morning.”
“Yeah, that’s a good point.” Chan agreed. “Well, since everyone’s okay, let’s just go back to our rooms.”
Once everyone was back in their rooms, Chanyeol rushed over to you, sitting down on your bed. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice dripping with concern. You had never seen him so serious before.
“Yeah… just scared…” you shuddered, gripping onto your blankets.
“It’s okay, nothing is gonna happen to you. I promise.” he comforted you, patting your shoulder. “Do you think you can try to go to sleep?”
You thought for a moment, then shook your head. “I’d be too anxious. I know that nothing is going to happen to me, but it’s just a fear I’ve never been able to shake.”
He looked as if he was tossing an idea around in his head. Hesitantly, he looked back up at you. “Would you be able to sleep if we shared a bed?”
Your eyes went wide. Was Park Chanyeol actually offering to sleep in the same bed as you just so you would feel safe? It was as if all of your dreams were coming true in this moment.
You coughed awkwardly. “Well um… you don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable, but… it would definitely help.” you stuttered out.
“I don’t mind at all.” he told you, a comforting smile on his features. “I just want you to feel better.”
You grinned, feeling your heart swell with emotions, then scooched over to make room for him.
It was obviously a little bit awkward at first. You both faced away from each other, a good three inches of space between the two of you. You thought that was going to be how the rest of the night went, until you started shaking.
“Y/N, are you trembling?” Chanyeol asked, turning towards you.
You froze. “Um… yeah. I’m sorry. I’m just scared.” you sighed in humiliation.
“It’s alright… do you want me to hold you?” he offered, placing a hand on your shoulder.
“I… I don’t want you to feel like you have to…” you spat out reluctantly, even though your heart was screaming at you to say yes immediately.
“I want to, Y/N.” he told you, a slight chuckle slipping out as he did so. “I mean, who doesn’t want to hold the person they like as they fall asleep?”
Your heart stopped. More than anything, you said in your head.
Your mouth fell open in shock, and you frantically flopped over to face him completely. “You like me?”
He nodded, a small smirk on his face. “I thought it was obvious.”
Your face broke out into a huge, toothy grin, and you lunged forward to hide your blushing face in his chest. He chuckled at your bashfulness, closing his arms around you in a tight embrace.
“Shall we get some sleep?” he asked.
You happily nodded in his hold. “I think I can manage now that I’ll have something to dream about.”
“Goodnight Y/N.” he whispered, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead before curling up around you.
“Goodnight Chanyeol.”
—————
In the morning, you tumbled awake to see him sitting up against the headboard scrolling on his phone. “I was just about to wake you up.” he chuckled, ruffling your hair. “Did you sleep well?”
You nodded groggily, smiling through squinted eyes. “All thanks to you.” you curled into his side.
“Although you look super adorable right now, we really should get started on breakfast.” he suggested. “We don’t want everyone going hungry.”
“I suppose so…” you sighed, getting out of bed. You both threw on your robes and slippers and made your way downstairs to the kitchen.
“Alright, what are we working with?” Chanyeol inquired as he opened the fridge, inspecting its contents.
“Well first of all, we’re going to need lots of coffee.” you giggled, busying yourself with the coffee pot.
“Very true. I can get started on some eggs and bacon while you do that.” he decided, swiping the ingredients out of the fridge and moving over to the stove. You prepared breakfast in a comfortable silence, that was, until the front door swung open, and three suited men strode in. You recognized one as your manager, but had no idea who the other two were.
“Hyung? What’s going on?” Chanyeol asked one of the men you didn’t know. You now assumed it was his manager.
“Don’t worry, we shut the cameras off this morning.” the man responded to him. “However, the production manager would like to tell you something.” He turned to the last remaining unidentified man and looked at him begrudgingly. Your own manager looked equally as annoyed with the supposed production manager, tapping his foot impatiently.
The man sighed. “The electrical outage was staged last night. Cameras were rolling throughout the entire night, and everything that went on was broadcasted.”
“You mean… the fans saw…?” you asked meekly, feeling your heart drop into your stomach.
“Yes, they saw you and Chanyeol sleeping in the same bed and confessing to one another.” your manager told you, a sympathetic look in his eyes. “I’m sorry kid. They didn’t tell us about this, or else we would’ve told you not to act as if you were in private.”
“There is, however, a bit of good news that goes along with this.” Chanyeol’s manager interjected. “The fans are really happy about it.”
You both snapped your heads up in shock. “Really?”
“Our ratings went through the roof.” the production manager explained. “Just in the past eight hours, we’ve received more viewers than any of our previous pilot episodes combined.”
“What are they saying?” you inquired, still incredibly surprised that the response was positive. Fans were not usually supportive of idol romance, wanting to maintain their own personal fantasies about their idols being available. In fact, “Idol Roomates” was kind of a controversial show because it allowed male and female idols to live together as if they were couples.
“See for yourself.” your manager instructed, holding his phone out to you. You began scrolling through some recent tweets he had pulled up on his phone, Chanyeol looking over your shoulder to read them with you.
I TOLD YOU GUYS IDOL ROOMMATES WAS FIRE, NOW WE GET Y/N AND CHANYEOL CONTENT 🔥
channie was soooo sweet to comfort y/n while she was afraid of the dark 🥺 i love seeing him be so soft to her ❤️
that innocent forehead kiss!!! i love them so much!!! <3
“Wow… that’s amazing.” Chanyeol marveled, running a hand through his hair. “So… what now?”
“Well, that’s up to you guys.” his manager replied. “The company has given us the okay to either confirm or deny the relationship based on your wishes.”
You both glanced at the floor, thinking to yourselves for a moment. Suddenly, you looked up and realized that you didn’t owe anyone an explanation.
“Let’s not say anything.” you suggested. Everyone looked over to you with a slightly shocked expression.
“Nothing?” your manager asked. “You mean, just let them wonder?”
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea…” the production manager agreed, tapping his chin in thought. “They are the most popular couple on the show, and no matter what, there are going to be skeptics on whether or not it was staged. Why don’t we just let the show be an experiment?”
“And if we ever do develop a relationship, this can be looked back on as where it developed.” Chanyeol grinned, taking your hand in his.
You grinned at him appreciatively, then turned back to your manager. “Is that okay?”
He shrugged, an amused smile on his face. “It’s your call, kid.”
You looked back over at Chanyeol, who gave you a determined nod.
“Let’s do it.” you decided.
“Alright, case closed.” Chanyeol’s manager stated, clapping his hands together. “We’re going to see that you guys have a few minutes to speak with each other alone before they turn the cameras back on...” He shot a dirty look to the production manager before continuing. “… but other than that, we hope you have fun on the show. And please, don’t take it too far. Fans can be quite temperamental.”
As soon as the three men left the room, you turnt to Chanyeol. “Did you really mean that?”
“What? That I see us developing a relationship?” he asked, scratching his head with a cute smile. “I thought that much was obvious.”
You giggled, shaking your head at yourself. “This is the second time I’ve been completely oblivious. I feel like such a fool.”
“You’re not a fool.” he reassured you, pulling you into his arms for a tight hug. His height always allowed him to give the best hugs. He made you feel so safe and cared for. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Thank you…” you whimpered into his chest. “I really do want to make this work.”
“And it will.” he grinned, rocking you slightly. “I promise.”
You looked up, resting your chin on his chest. “I believe you. You promised nothing would happen to me last night, and you were right.”
He smiled down at you affectionately. “There’s one more thing I want to do with these last few minutes we’ll get alone.”
“Hm?” you asked, once again oblivious to his insinuation.
Before you even had time to register what was happening, his lips were on yours. His hands came up to hold onto your face and press himself further up against you. You held your breath, then relaxed into his arms, hands linking together behind his neck. He began to deepen the kiss, puckering his lips against yours repeatedly and darting his tongue between them periodically. When you were completely out of air, you pulled back, both of your chests heaving against one another.
“I can’t wait until this show is over and we can have some real privacy.” you grinned suggestively. “Now, shall we finish breakfast?”
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D.O:
You rubbed your sweaty palms against the rough material of your jeans, taking a deep shaky breath as you waited in the recording studio. Usually when you were nervous in a place like this, it was because you were worried about messing up your notes or forgetting the lyrics. But that wasn’t the case today. You had practiced the drama’s OST relentlessly, and knew the song forwards, backwards, and sideways. What you were nervous about was the fact that you were going to be singing a duet with Do Kyungsoo.
Not only were you totally intimidated by his vocals, but you also had the most mortifying crush on him. Everyone at the company seemed to know about it except him, and you wanted to keep it that day. You just hoped you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself in front of him today.
You jumped as he entered the room, springing to your feet. He looked ungodly handsome, clad in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway and jeans.
“Hey Y/N.” he smiled warmly as you locked eyes. “How’s it going?”
“Hey, I’ve been really good!” you choked out, playing with the sleeve of your sweater. “How about you? I saw you guys were in Jeju Island last week. I mean, on Instagram, I wasn’t there stalking you or anything. Not that I’m not a fan, but…” you stopped yourself before you dug down into an even deeper hole.
He chuckled at your babbling, somehow finding it endearing. “We were, it was a really good trip. Although I almost threw Baekhyun off a cliff while we were hiking.”
“Oh, that’s not good! Accidents happen, I suppose.” you shrugged, brushing your hair back behind your ears. You could feel a thin layer of sweat on the back of your neck, a telltale sign that you were nervous. You had to tell yourself to calm down, you didn’t want to look sweaty when they filmed the video.
“Oh no, it would’ve been on purpose. He was being insufferable.” he explained, grinning evilly. God, he was so attractive.
You laughed, genuinely this time. “I get it. Sometimes I want to strangle the girls.”
He hummed in amusement. “Look at us, bonding over wanting to kill our members.”
You giggled at his comment, feeling yourself relax slightly. Maybe this isn’t going to be so ba-
“Alright guys, the company wants us to film the video now, so in the booth.” your manager decreed as he entered the room.
Nevermind.
“We don’t get a chance to practice at all?” Kyungsoo asked, looking understandably irritated.
“I’m sorry guys, they forgot about the deadline they gave the marketing team for the drama.” the other man explained sympathetically. “They need it within the next hour, and editing is going to need at least a half hour after we film it.”
“Awesome…” you sighed, grabbing a pair of headphones and following Kyungsoo into the booth.
You could feel your nerves getting the better of you, making your hands shake and your throat go dry, both of which would not be good for your performance.
Kyungsoo seemed to notice this, and grabbed your hand gently. Your heart stopped, making you freeze in place.
“Hey, you’ve got this.” he whispered with a comforting smile. “You have the voice of an angel.”
Butterflies swarmed in your stomach. He thought your voice was angelic?
“Alright guys, camera is rolling.” your manager said from the control panel. Music starting in 3…2…”
You exhaled as the music started, letting yourself ease up. You glanced over at Kyungsoo. He was looking at you with such kind, sensitive eyes. You couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face as you began to sing your lines. When you were looking at him, it was really easy to belt out a love song.
He seemed to feel the same way as he started singing his own verse, his smile never faltering as he gazed into your eyes affectionately.
As you began to sing the chorus together, it was like the stars aligned. You were perfectly in synch, voices intertwining together like two rivers of golden honey merging into one. You were both putting so much passion and energy into the song, the lyrics resonating in both of your hearts as you looked at one another.
As the song came to a close, you both held your notes until the music ended, looking at each other breathlessly. Both of your eyes were twinkling, and you could feel chills running down your spine. That was the best duet you had ever sung with anyone.
“That was amazing you guys!” your manager suddenly said, snapping you out of your daze. “I don’t know how you guys did it perfect on the first try, but great job!”
“Uh, thanks!” you stammered, removing your headphones. You started to blush as you realized the amazing connection you and Kyungsoo had just had. Your anxiety was quickly returning, causing you to act without thinking.
You turned to him. “God, it’s hot in here. Are you hot? I mean, you are hot, I mean-“
He looked at you expectantly, as if you could possibly recover from that humiliating sentence. However, he didn’t look embarrassed at all. He had a hopeful glint in his eyes and an anticipated smile.
However, you were far too overwhelmed with your own nerves to notice. “Well, I’m gonna go home. See you later alligator!”
And with that, you bolted out of the studio and ran back to your dorm, not stopping until you were back in your bedroom. Nabi and Kaori were shouting after you, but you just ignored them, slamming your door behind you.
You collapsed your back against the door and slid down until you were on the floor, placing your head in your hands. “‘See you later alligator?’ What am I, 50?!”
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After a few hours of cycling through rotting in your bed, pacing the floor in anxiety, crying out of humiliation, and passing out from exhaustion, you were disturbed by yet another knock on your door. You groaned, assuming it was one of your members trying to talk to you again.
“Dude, I love you, but go away, I need to be alone.” you grumbled, pulling your pillow up over your head.
You heard the door open and someone walk in, but you didn’t have the energy to look up. Maybe if I stay really still, they’ll think I’m dead, and then they’ll leave, you thought.
You felt them sink down on the bed next to you and place a hand on your shoulder. “Y/N? Can we talk?”
You snapped up, eyes widening as you realized who was in front of you. “Kyungsoo!” You frantically fixed your hair and wiped your face. “Oh god, I look terrible…”
“No you don’t.” he chuckled, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You froze at his touch, relishing the feeling of his fingers in your hair before blinking back to reality. “What are you doing here?”
“Well, I just thought you should know how well our OST is doing.” he grinned, pulling out his phone. You leaned forward to see the music video you made that already had millions of views in just a few short hours.
“Wow, people love it this much?” you asked in disbelief.
“That’s not all. Look at the comments.” he handed you his phone, and you did as he asked.
You know this drama’s gonna be good when they got Y/N AND Kyungsoo to sing the OST… total power vocal couple!
Y/N and Kyungsoo might as well be the main couple in the drama, their chemistry is insane
the way they sing the song to each other… my heart 💓 💓💓
You couldn’t help the giddy feeling that was blooming in your chest, attempting to fight off your smile to no avail. “They really like us, huh?”
He nodded, setting his phone back down. “There’s another reason I came here.”
“Hm?” you asked, cocking your head to the side in curiosity.
He took your hand in his, just as he had done in the recording booth earlier. “Y/N, you don’t have to be so nervous around me. I think you’re adorable, and I really like you.”
Fireworks went off in your stomach. “Y-you do?”
“Of course I do.” he laughed, shaking your hand in exaggeration. “Why do you think I asked to sing the OST with you?”
Your jaw unhinged in shock. “You asked to be paired with me?”
“Well yeah, how else was I going to get close to you?” he chuckled. “I was going to ask you out after we finished, but you ran away so quickly, I never got the chance.
You blinked at him a few times, then erupted into a fit of laughter. He joined you, doubling over slightly.
As you both settled down, he leaned in closer. “Will you go out with me?” he practically whispered.
You nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, yes! Of course I will!”
He smiled brighter than you had ever seen him do before, then slowly inched closer to your face. His eyes were focused on your lips.
Deciding you had been oblivious enough for one day, you took the hint and closed the distance between the two of you, crashing your lips onto his. He placed a hand delicately on your cheek, then began deepening the kiss, until you both pulled away, eyelids fluttering open slowly.
He smirked. “So, where do you want to go, angel voice?”
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Kai:
“You’ve got it… you’ve got it…” Ten instructed you, guiding your movements. You were both in the dance practice room, covered in sweat as you went through the routine. You were working on a partner dance for your next solo album, and you wanted it to be with Ten, but somehow it just wasn’t going as planned. You were stumbling through the steps, there was no flow so your movements were jerky, and you somehow couldn’t shake the tense expression from your face.
As the music finished, you awkwardly caught your footing and struck the most pathetic ending pose you’d ever done. Ten gave you a crooked smile out of sympathy, which somehow made you feel ten times worse.
“Ugh, this is hopeless.” you sighed, throwing your hands up in resignation as you plopped down on the floor and leaned your back up against the mirror. “I’m never going to get this routine down in time.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault.” he attempted to reassure you, sitting down next to you. “You’re doing everything right. Sometimes, it just takes a little while to get the right feel for it.”
“Yeah, or I’m just a horrible dancer.” you huffed. You put your head in your hands and scrunched up your hair. The shoot was in two weeks, and this routine had to be perfect. Your fans deserved nothing less.
Ten was conflicted on what he should say next. On one hand, he wanted to tell you how amazing and talented you were, but on the other hand, he knew it wasn’t going to mean anything if you didn’t believe it yourself. He decided to grab a water bottle and hand it to you with a warm smile. “How about you just take a little break? I’m sure you’ll feel better in a few minutes.”
You smiled back at him, taking the water bottle from him gratefully. Your brow furrowed as he stood up and walked towards the door. “Where are you going?”
“I’m gonna go find something that’ll help.” he grinned over his shoulder before leaving the room.
You shook your head at his cryptic behavior, then collapsed back against the mirror, staring up at the ceiling in desperation. Please God, if you’re listening, please send me something to help with this dance.
“Y/N?” you heard someone ask from the doorway.
You snapped your head down to see who it was, and smiled widely at the pleasant sight before you. “Kai! What are you doing here?”
“Just checking in on my favorite junior.” he smirked, shutting the door behind him as he strolled in. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his jacket as he stopped in front of you, looking you over with a concerned expression. “What are you doing on the floor?”
“Just taking a break.” you replied, stretching slightly. “I’m too bad of a dancer not to.”
He frowned, crouching down to your level to glare at you. “Don’t say that about yourself. You’re an amazing dancer.”
“You haven’t seen me practice this routine.” you chuckled. “I’m sure you would change your mind if you did.”
“Alright then, show me.” he demanded, standing back up and taking a step back.
“Wait, like now?” you asked, slowly getting up yourself. “You don’t even know the routine…”
“I’m sure I can improvise.” he grinned, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the side, leaving him in just a cutoff tank top and sweats. “What, do you doubt my skills?”
“Absolutely not.” you chuckled. You had been secretly admiring him since before you even became a trainee, in more ways than one.
You got into position and waited for the music to start, then thrust into action as you began the routine. The first half went almost perfect, as it was just your solo part. You began to get nervous as the duet portion approached, feeling your muscles begin to tense up.
Kai approached you and placed his hands gently on your waist, a focused spark in his eyes. He somehow knew the exact partner position, and began guiding you across the floor.
“Relax, relax…” he instructed calmly, “remember to breathe.” He spun you around and placed a hand on the small of your back.
You inhaled deeply, holding the breath in your chest for a bit, then exhaled and released all the tension you didn’t realize you were holding onto. You started being able to flow through the moves better, but now you were hyper-focusing the footwork.
“Hey, don’t look at your feet. Focus on me.” he brought you back to center once again, twirling you back to face him and placing his hands on the sides of your face.
You looked up at him, locking in on his pretty brown eyes. It was as if they were telling you exactly what you needed to do, and for a moment, your body was running on autopilot, and all you thought about was being close to him.
“Show me that pretty smile, white swan.” he chuckled with a playful grin, instantly making you giggle and blush.
You actually couldn’t believe that you were going through the entire routine without any problems, and as you struck the ending pose, you were absolutely speechless. “That was…”
“Brilliant!” Ten suddenly interrupted you, causing you to jump away from Kai defensively.
“T-Ten!” you stammered nervously. “We were just-“
“It’s okay, I told him to come here.” your best friend smirked from the doorway. “I found him in the hall and he asked how you were doing.”
“You did?” you asked, a touched lilt to your voice.
“I told you, I wanted to check in on my favorite junior.” Kai explained, brushing the hair out of his face with an innocent half smile. “Ten said you were having trouble with the dance, so I had him show me the training video, and then I told him I’d help you.”
“Oh, well that’s a relief...” you sighed, glad you didn’t have to explain yourself to Ten. “So, you’re not-?”
“Jealous? Hardly.” he chortled, shaking his head. “In fact, I think you should do the dance with Kai for your music video.”
Your jaw unhinged slightly in shock. “Really?”
“Oh yeah, the chemistry is way better. You really seem to enjoy yourself when you’re dancing with him.” he teased, winking at you inadvertently.
You shot him a warning glare, then turned back to Kai. “Is that alright with you?”
“It’d be my pleasure.” he grinned, extending his hand to you. “Shall we?”
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It had been a week since your latest solo comeback dropped, and all of Starlight was losing their minds over it. Albums sold out everywhere, you had already one two awards, and everywhere you went, you heard it being played on the radio.
After one of your performance stages, you were sitting in your dressing room, and decided to look over some of the comments on the music video again. You always loved seeing what your fans had to say about your work.
There were a lot about how pretty you looked, how beautiful your vocals were, and how proud of you your fans were, all of which made you giddy with appreciation. However, some were starting to stick out to you and pique your interest. Particularly, the ones about your dance with Kai.
the tension between Y/N and Kai is so thick you could cut it with a knife 👀
i don’t think i’ve ever seen our Y/N dance so well with anyone else than with Kai… i hope they do more stuff together :)
anyone else think Y/N and Kai would make the PERFECT couple??? just me???
You felt your cheeks grow red and warm at the insinuation. I mean, sure, you had been fantasizing about dating Kai for years now. But now that you knew your fans approved, it was all the more flustering.
“Knock knock.” someone interrupted your thoughts as they entered your dressing room.
You looked up, then scoffed playfully. “Kai, if you keep showing up unannounced, I’m going to have to start locking my door. I could’ve been bare faced!”
“And you’d still look just as beautiful.” he commented, smiling at you genuinely.
You pouted your lips affectionately, then stood up to hug him. “Thank you so much.”
“Me? What for?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you to reciprocate the hug.
“If it wasn’t for you, I never would’ve gotten that dance down.” you beamed into his shoulder.
A quiet chuckle rang through your ears. “You already had everything you needed to accomplish it. I just pointed you in the right direction.”
You gave him one final squeeze, then invited him to sit down on the couch with you. “So, what brings you all the way here?”
“Well, I had to admit, seeing you do the dance with that backup dancer on stage made me pretty jealous.” he replied, a more serious expression appearing on his face.
“Oh?” you inquired, folding your hands in your lap. “Is that so?”
He nodded slowly. “Indeed. I was going to let it go, but after reading some of the comments on your music video, I was inspired to do something about it.”
Your heart soared as you imagined him reading the exact comments as you had read previously. Did he feel the same butterflies when he read them over?
“And what exactly are you going to do?” you asked, feeling your nerves vibrate harder with every passing second.
“I want to ask you out.” he told you. He leaned in closer to you, to where you could see the sparkle in his eyes. “Is that alright?”
“Yes, it is.” you replied, letting a huge smile plaster itself across your face. “And yes, I’ll absolutely go out with you.”
He replicated your large grin, patting your leg affectionately. “That’s wonderful. Because I don’t want you dancing with anyone else.”
You chuckled, squeezing his hand a bit. “Well, you’re going to have to fight my members for that right.”
He thought to himself for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t think I could take them, they’re pretty tough. I’ll settle for being the only guy you dance with.”
“Deal.” you giggled, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you again, Kai.”
“You’re welcome, white swan.” he chimed. He rose up from his seat and walked over to the door. “I’ll leave you to unwind. I’ll text you later to set up the date, okay?”
You nodded, waving goodbye to him. “Sounds good, talk to you later!”
You turnt back to your mirror, beginning to brush out your curls. However, you were startled as Kai ran back into the room quickly.
He placed a bouquet of flowers on the vanity in front of you, then kissed you on the cheek briskly. “I almost forgot, these are for you. Congratulations on such a good comeback.”
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Sehun:
“Excuse me, pardon me, ‘it girl’ coming through!” Nabi declared as you made your way through the busy photo shoot studio.
“Ugh, shut up Nabi!” you scowled over your shoulder at her. “I hate it when you call me that!”
“Hey, I’m not the only one.” the leader shrugged, chuckling mischievously. “Everyone calls you that nowadays.”
“Well, I’d prefer to only deal with it when I’m being interviewed.” you scoffed, setting your bag down at your vanity.
“Spoken like a true queen.” Nabi smirked, crossing her arms across her chest.
You rolled your eyes. “Why did you even come with me today?”
The younger girl shrugged. “You’ve been stressed lately. I figured I’d tag along to make sure you have a comedic buffer.”
You softened at her kind gesture, touching her arm lightly. “That’s really sweet of you.”
“They also always have huge snack buffets at these things.” she added. “I’m gonna go get a plate, okay?”
You went back to your previous mood, sighing and sitting down. “Yeah, just get me some chips.”
You watched her skitter off to the snack table, shaking your head at her. In front of the other girls, she was a strict, stern dictator. But around you, the only member older than her, she was a true child. However, she was your best friend, so you tried to find it endearing.
“Y/N?” a deep voice inquired from behind you.
You spun around in your chair and gawked at the realization of who stood in front of you. “Sehun?!”
He smiled at your surprise, holding out his arms in a dramatic gesture. “In the flesh.”
You sprung up out of your chair in an instant, practically jumping into his arms to give him a hug. He stumbled backwards a bit, laughing at your sudden affection, then caught his footing and wrapped his arms around you.
“I’ve missed you so much!” you told him, pulling away. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here for the Valentine’s Day shoot.” he replied.
You knit your brows together in confusion. “Really? Because this is…” You looked around the studio, then it dawned on you. There were heart shaped decorations and pink balloons everywhere, and the studio had a romantic, dim lighting.
“Oh… they didn’t tell me this would be a couple’s shoot…” you chuckled awkwardly.
His eyebrows raised in surprise. “Really? That’s strange. Maybe they knew you’d be nervous if you were told ahead of time that you’d be doing a shoot with the Great Oh Sehun.” He flipped his hair dramatically, a cocky smirk on his face.
You scrunched your nose up, hitting him on the arm playfully. “Ugh, don’t be so smug. It doesn’t suit you.” You were actually just trying to hide the fact that he was right.
Sehun had been slowly becoming one of your best friends at the company, ever since that day he walked in on you being bullied by a bunch of female trainees and silenced all of them with his presence. He was actually competing with Yeri, Ten, and Karina for a spot on your BFF list.
However, you had always secretly hoped for more with him. He was so kind, even though he could seem cold at first, and he always made you laugh. He was so caring, despite how hard he tried not to be, and had incredible wit and humor. Plus, there was the fact that he was incredibly handsome. Like, obnoxiously so. But, as much you wanted things to go to the next level, they remained stagnant. Neither of you were the most upfront about your feelings.
“There you guys are!” the director suddenly clapped his hands behind you, pulling you away from your conversation. “I’ll let makeup and wardrobe know you’re here, and we should be able to start shooting in about an hour.”
You both nodded and thanked him, then turned back to one another.
“See you behind the camera.” Sehun proposed with a minuscule wink that was so small you wouldn’t have caught it if you hadn’t been admiring his features so closely these past few years.
You sent him one last smile, then turned back to your vanity while he strode over to his own.
Suddenly, Nabi reappeared next to you with a plate full of snacks. “What was that about?” she asked, crunching on a pretzel.
“Oh nothing, I just have to do an amorous photo shoot with my secret crush.” you grumbled, falling back against your chair with your hands bunched up in your hair. “Did you get my chips?”
Her eyes widened. “I’m sorry, I forgot.”
“Nabi! Either be helpful or leave!”
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The hour of makeup and wardrobe went by way too fast for your liking. You had been trying to build up your courage to no avail. It seemed hopeless. How on Earth were you going to do a romantic couple’s shoot with your crush without it looking you were hopelessly devoted to him? Not that you weren’t, you just didn’t need the whole world knowing it. That would be mortifying, not to mention a total career killer.
You walked over to the photo setup, which featured a red velvet sofa and a table with an extravagant bouquet of flowers. You swallowed the hard lump in your throat, making one last stitch effort to calm yourself down. Settle down, Y/N. It’s just a photo shoot with your colleague. I’m sure he won’t even be-
“Is this chain on straight?” your thoughts were interrupted by the man in question. You flipped around to see him dressed in a deep v-neck black blazer with a white button-up shirt underneath, the top three buttons undone to reveal his chest, adorned with a glimmering silver chain necklace. His thick black locks were tousled and textured perfectly around his forehead, and his skin was practically glowing.
Okay nevermind, time to panic.
“Holy shit, you look hot.” you heard yourself speak, although you don’t remember making the decision to. Instant regret flooded your brain, and you immediately began apologizing. “Oh my god, I meant the chain looks hot. I’m sorry. I mean, not that you’re not hot, I just…”
“Thank you.” he cut you off, a pleased smile evident on his features. “You look hot too.”
Your heart practically jumped out of your chest. “Th-Thank you…” You were sure your face was as red as a tomato. However, you had to admit, you did look pretty hot in your tight red dress, pearls, vampy lipstick, and red strappy heels.
“Alright, we’re ready to get started!” the director declared from his chair. “Sehun, I’d like to start with you laying on the couch horizontally. Y/N, go ahead and sit on his lap facing the camera.”
You did as instructed, although uncomfortably. He sensed your tension and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.
“It’s okay, just relax.” he suggested, a reassuring smile directed at you.
You gave him an appreciative grin, loosening up and leaning into his form.
“Okay, now Sehun, put your chin on Y/N’s shoulder and rest your head against her neck. Y/N, just keep looking forward.”
The camera flashed a few times, with a few breaks in between to look over the shots.
“I’m really proud of you, you know.” Sehun told you while the camera crew was busy.
“What do you mean?” you asked him, laying against the back of the couch.
“You’ve come a long way from the girl I met who was letting some older trainees pick on her.” he teased. “I’ll never forget the look on your face when I appeared next to you.”
You laughed at the memory. “And I’ll never forget the looks on those girls’ faces when you told them off.”
He joined you in your laughter. “Notice how none of them are at the company anymore, and how you’re the ‘it girl’ now?”
You smiled contentedly. “Everyone seems to be calling me that these days.”
He suddenly scooped you up in his arms and pulled you down to his chest, ruffling your hair affectionately. “You’ve always been my ‘it girl’ Y/N, from day one.”
You squealed as he caged you in his arms, feigning resistance. A sudden flash went off, and you both looked up to see the camera crew staring at you blankly.
“Ah, sorry guys, that was my fault...” a feeble intern announced nervously. “I accidentally hit the wrong button.”
“Wait, let me see that shot…” the director demanded, motioning for the camera to be brought over to him. He looked it over, then turnt to you both with a baffled expression. “This is it. This is our cover photo.”
“What? No way.” you marveled, getting up and walking over to the director. Sehun followed you, catching you as you stumbled a bit in your heels. You looked at the photo, and soon you were both making the same face that the director had made a few seconds ago. “Woah… this is amazing…”
“Look at how beautiful you are…” Sehun commented, taking in the picture lovingly.
You blushed, nudging him slightly.
The director clapped his hands dramatically, snapping you both back to reality. “Alright, let’s keep this energy going! Next I want a shot of Y/N pulling Sehun in by his chain!”
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A few days later, you were chilling out at the dorm with your members, having a much needed girls’ night. All of your favorite snacks were laid out on the coffee table, you were all in your pajamas, and there was a cheesy rom-com playing on the TV, even though none of you were paying attention to it. You were far too busy gossiping, squealing, and beautifying each other. It might have been stereotypical girl behavior, but it was incredibly therapeutic.
“Everyone shut up!” Nabi suddenly decreed, jumping up on the couch and holding something behind her back.
You looked up from braiding Kaori’s hair. “Oh god, what is it now?”
The younger girls all laughed, finding it hilarious that you were the only one able to talk to Nabi like that.
“Well ‘it girl,’ it just so happens that I have the most recent issue of Elle in my hands.” the leader grinned evilly, brandishing the magazine out in front of her.
The other three girls all gasped and rushed over to grab at it, except for Iseul, who just jumped up and down excitedly. Her nails were still wet from Marie painting them a few minutes ago.
“Oh my god, you look so hot!” Marie marveled, flipping through the glossy pages.
“Yeah, and this one of you pulling Sehun in by his chain is just perfect!” Iseul nodded in agreement.
“Wait, the shoot was with Sehun?” Kaori asked, her eyes going wide with innocent shock.
“Yes Kaori, we talked about it three days ago. Keep up.” Marie groaned at the maknae.
“Hey, be nice.” you warned protectively. “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“Yeah right. You’ve only been in love with him for years now.” Nabi challenged you, jumping down from the couch.
“I am not in love with him.” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, he doesn’t feel that way about me.”
“The fans seem to think differently.” Nabi commented smugly, whipping out her phone. “Look what they’re saying on Elle’s post about it.”
You snatched the phone out of her hand and began to skim over the comments.
you could tell me the cover shot was totally improvised and i’d believe you… their affection looks so real <3
who knew the oldest member of Etoile and the youngest member of EXO would make such a fire couple? TOTAL goals!
The fact that they’ve been friends since Y/N was a trainee makes this so much cuter… they’re clearly in love with each other 💞
These two OWN Valentine’s Day now 😤
“Look at how big her smile is!” Kaori grinned admiringly at you.
“I know, it’s so cute!” Marie added, wrapping her arms around your maknae and twirling her around. “‘Oh Sehun, please marry me!’”
“‘Oh Y/N, I’d love to make you my wife!’” the younger girl acted out, giggling madly.
You scowled, trying not to laugh along with them. “How come you two only get along when it’s at my expense?”
You all froze as the sound of a phone ringing suddenly cut through the noise.
You looked over at the end table to see your phone lit up and vibrating. You picked it up and unhinged your jaw as you saw who it was from. “It’s Sehun. I’m gonna go take this.” You got up and rushed down the hall to your bedroom.
The three youngest members attempted to follow you, but Nabi stood protectively in front of the hallway. “Nope, no one is eavesdropping. This should be private.” Marie, Iseul, and Kaori started pouting and vocalizing their protest. That was, until Nabi gave them her signature glare. “Living room, now.” She really was a great leader when she wanted to be.
Shutting your door behind you, you answered the call. “Hello?”
“Hey Y/N, it’s me.” Sehun said from the other end. He sounded uncharacteristically anxious.
“Hey, is everything okay?” you asked in a concerned manner.
“Oh yeah, I’m fine.” he coughed nervously. “I just wanted to… you know….”
“Wanted to what?” you giggled, sitting down on your bed.
You heard him exhale momentarily as if mentally preparing himself for something. “If you’d like to go out with me for Valentine’s Day?”
Your breath hitched in your chest. “What?”
“Don’t make me say it again…” he sighed, clearly having trouble being this forward. “I just… we had so much fun at the shoot together… and you’re just so cool, and fun, and pretty. I’ve never really known how or when to say it, but… something about that couples’ shoot just pushed me to go for it. So will you?”
You clutched onto your chest as if it was the only thing keeping you grounded to Earth. “Yes… yes, of course I will!”
“Really?” he marveled, sounding genuinely surprised. “I can’t believe you agreed.”
“Sehun, I’ve literally been waiting for you to ask me out for years now.” you chuckled. “You’re the worst at picking up on signals.”
“Yeah, well you’re not very good at sending them.” he teased, clearly getting his confidence back.
You laughed cutely into the phone. “We’re not very good at this are we…”
“No, not at all.” he chortled, shaking his head. You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke. “And just so you know… I meant it when I said that you’ve been my ‘it girl’ since day one.”
You blushed with a small smile. “I usually hate it when people call me that. But with you, it feels good.”
“Well, I’ll have to call you by that name as much as possible. Then you can be mine exclusively, and no one else’s.” he replied.
You laughed once again, feeling like a giddy school girl. “I always have been, remember?”
He laughed at your sudden cockiness, knowing that you definitely learned it from him. “I’ll see you on Valentine’s Day?”
You nodded, feeling your lips curl up into a grin. “I’ll see you then.”
“Goodnight, my ‘it girl.’”
“Goodnight Sehun.” you giggled, hanging up the phone. You then threw it across the room and flopped back onto your bed, rolling around and kicking your feet in ecstasy.
“Y/N! What happened?” Marie suddenly burst through your door, followed by the other girls. You assumed Nabi held them off as long as she could, but eventually lost strength. There were three of them after all.
You sat up, brushing your hair out of your face. “Guess who’s going out with Sehun on Valentine’s Day!”
The four girls all screamed and jumped on your bed, showering you with praise and congratulations. You laughed as you captured them all in a group hug. It was then that you realized you didn’t need to be the ‘it girl’ to be happy, you just needed moments like these. And with Sehun, they seemed to just keep coming.
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Sin | Jongin
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Idol!Jongin x Reader
Word count: 2.344
Genre: fluff, slight angst, smut.
Author: maari 
Warnings: MDNI!! THIS IS A +18 STORY Explict words and filthy studio sex, oral (fem receiving), sex without condom (don't do this at home), heartbroken Sehun 😞.
Note: WELL i'm proud of this one and I won't even going to deny it lol My stories with Kai are usually short so I don't fall in love with him BYE
Request: I have something we’re he’s at the studio with his s/o and they make out and end up having sex and one of the boys walks in on the (who are you pick had a crush on y/n) and gets mad because he told Kai he liked her and they argue but y/n tells x that she’s only interested in Kai
⫷ Exo Masterlist
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Y/N was trying to control her smile as her body moved on its own to the beat that sounded through the studio's speakers.
"What do you think?" Jongin asked, after the preview he played for her ended.
She looked at him, smiling proudly.
“It’s different from what you’ve done before, but it’s your vibe.”
Jongin sighed, relieved. He closed the file on the computer and turned completely to face her.
“I wanted to try new things for this album.”
“You did it, I'm sure everyone will love it as much as I love it.” she winked at him, seeing him smirk.
"Thanks for being here." he got up from the chair and sat next to her on the couch, his shoulder lightly touching hers. "Means a lot."
Y/N tried to hide her huge smile while feeling the butterflies in her stomach, that's why, unable to think of what to say, she just put her hair behind her ear, looking away a little shyly.
“Well, it’s not like I can deny you anything.” she confessed, wetting her lips with her own tongue and looking back at him.
Jongin kept his eyes fixed on her, raising an eyebrow.
"Anything?" he asked, interested and she narrowed her eyes without understanding what was going on in his head. “So if I tell you that it wasn’t for nothing that I asked you to come here.”
Jongin then brought his body even closer, cornering Y/N between the couch and his strong chest. All she did was take a deep breath, unable to take her eyes off Jongin's dark iris.
“I would tell you that I already imagined it.” she replied quietly, without any strength.
He looked at her as if she were the only woman in the world and hadn't even truly touched her.
That was enough to make her tremble all over.
Not when the heat of his body covered hers so deliciously.
Y/N saw Jongin smile widely before projecting his torso forward and bringing his face to hers so that their lips met in a slow sensual dance, just like the rhythm of the preview he had played earlier.
One of his hands went to her cheek while Y/N's trembling hands went to his chest, even though it was covered by the sweater he was wearing, she felt his heart beating quickly in her palm.
The kiss that was enough to take all of Y/N's breath away was broken by Jongin as he pressed their foreheads together. When she felt his penetrating gaze on her, she opened her eyes to find complicity there. Something that made her legs feel wobbly, as always did when she was with him.
They hadn’t yet described what type of relationship they had, they were together in secret. Nobody knew they were making out in empty hallways or in each other's houses.
It was a mutual agreement, after all, what no one knew, no one ruined, but that didn't mean that the feeling wouldn't grow because Y/N was sure that with each touch Jongin made, she fell in love even faster and deeper.
She knew that trying to stop this from happening was impossible since Jongin was addictive. It was like that the first day they met and it was still like that every time they kissed.
He began another kiss, this time faster, as their tongues met again and their hands were no longer so shy, they roamed each other's bodies.
Her neck was already marked and wet from his devoted kisses on her skin when he started to lift her blouse, making her body and also her pussy combust.
Y/N imagined it would just be another make out session they would have, her fire seemed to complete Jongin's and they couldn't keep their hands off each other, but it wasn't like that tonight.
Involved by the preview played earlier, the atmosphere in the studio became much more sensual after the kisses, which no longer seemed to be enough.
Mainly because he was between her legs when she started to take off the piece of clothing, which she promptly helped him do, considering that she wouldn't be crazy enough to stop his caresses.
His big, warm hands found her breasts and she sighed loudly, feeling her belly squirm inwardly as her panties were soaked.
Jongin had that power over her, his kisses were enough to make her go out of orbit. And he knew it, so much so that his nimble fingers promptly took off the bra she was wearing and his mouth found her breasts, giving the same attention to the hot flesh that his lips and tongue gave to Y/N's mouth.
For her, controlling the moans was an impossible task that she knew she had no control over, that's why she let the studio be filled with her sounds of pure pleasure as her hips tried to rub against Jongin's.
But he was too far away and his intentions were different at that moment, Y/N felt her whole body shiver when he lightly bit the skin of her navel and his fingers found the button of her pants.
She helped him, a little clumsily, to take off her pants and he knelt on the floor, staring at the white panties she was wearing with pure thirst, his fixed eyes made her pussy tremble, yearning for what was to come.
Her panties suffered the same fate as her clothes and her eyes rolled and closed when his finger found your throbbing clit.
Her hips rolled against his hand of their own accord and he approved, starting to move at a pace so slow that it bordered on torture.
Y/N's mouth was already dry and open, her moans were more constant and when she opened her eyes again she saw Jongin bringing his face closer to her pussy.
She trembled from head to toe before feeling his lips against her hot, wet flesh, he placed a soft kiss before extending his tongue out and closing his eyes to eat her like a starved caveman.
Y/N's hand went to his hair, squeezing the strands between her fingers as she felt his wet tongue mix against her own juice that dripped from her pussy, she moaned his name over and over as it was the only thing that her brain could remember at that moment.
His tongue was precise, he knew exactly what to do and how to make her reach orgasm, he alternated between her clitoris and her hot entrance, and he murmured in approval as he felt her inner muscles contract every time he fucked her with the tongue.
But Y/N closed her legs against his face when Jongin kept his tongue on her clit while his fingers worked quickly at her entrance, going back and forth in such a delicious movement that it didn't take long for her to cum for the first time that night.
She tried to take deep breaths as she spasmed and he drank all the juice she had released.
When their hungry eyes met, Jongin's clothes were quickly removed so that Y/N's slender hands could find his hard cock, she stroked it slowly and managed to elicit a few low moans from him. She wanted to make him as ready and thirsty as she was, and she was prepared to do it with her mouth before he stopped her.
"I need you now." He pleaded and she smiled mischievously.
Jongin sat on the couch and Y/N positioned herself on his lap, he directed his dick to her entrance and the moment their eyes met again, he made her sit hard.
Y/N moaned loudly and closed her eyes, her hands resting on his shoulders as Jongin squeezed her waist with a force that would probably leave marks.
She felt his dick pulsating inside her and without being able to control her desire, she began to move.
Moans, the sound of their skin slapping together, everything was so erotic and so right that it made Y/N feel dizzy.
He moved at the same pace, feeling her hot inside and tight enough for him to bite his own lip.
He helped her keep the rhythm but it didn't seem enough, it had to be faster, so he helped her move up and down on his dick and the sounds began to echo around the studio in perfect synchronization as her nails dug into his skin.
“You take my cock so well.”
"Fuck."
Throwing her head back, she hugged him around the neck and he held her more tighter around the waist, getting up from the sofa so he could lean her against the wall. Y/N hugged his waist with her legs and their position made him enter deeper into her pussy, this time not only moans came out but also screams of pleasure.
Jongin thrust hard and deep, he went fast and Y/N felt her new orgasm form in her womb as her skin shivered and her toes trembled with excitement.
"Look at me. I want to face you while you cum on my cock.“ He placed a hand on her chin and made her look him in the eyes, without having the strength to look away.
He then took his hand off her face and brought it to her clitoris, where he made circular movements, making her scream even more and feel her whole body shake as the orgasm came strong.
“Babe…” she whispered, weak and breathless.
Seeing her so intoxicated as her cum dripped out, Jongin continued his thrusts until his body shook and his own orgasm came with force.
He moaned softly and buried his face in the back of her neck as they tried to catch their lost breath.
“If I had known this was the kind of thing you wanted to do with me in the studio, I would have come sooner.” she said, laughing and caressing the back of Jongin's head.
He laughed and placed a kiss on her skin before helping her get off his lap, Y/N felt her legs weak and leaned on his shoulder.
“I should have brought you sooner.” He responded and led her back to the couch.
Y/N lay down, tired and saw Jongin take her panties and helped her put them on, making her smile slightly at the gesture.
He put on his own underwear and Y/N was wearing her bra when suddenly the door was opened without delicacy.
“So that’s how it’s going to be.”
Y/N widened her eyes and covered her body with her arms when Sehun entered the studio furious and red.
Jongin remained standing, looking at his friend seriously.
“This is how you repay me after I shared a secret with you.” Sehun said, angry as he stood in front of Jongin.
"It wasn’t on purpose." he explained, the tone of his voice not so calm.
Sehun laughed, bitterly.
“Of course not, but it didn’t stop you from fucking Y/N right here.” he pointed towards the studio as she felt her face burn. “Right after I told you I liked her.”
Y/N felt her jaw drop and looked at the youngest without knowing what to think.
Did Sehun like her? Since when?
“And what did you want me to do, huh? Stop seeing her?” Jongin questioned, irritated. “You also know that I’m in love with her.”
She felt the corners of her mouth lift into a surprised smile.
She always imagined that but she never heard Jongin say it out loud, so hearing those words was a very nice surprise, knowing that he reciprocated her feelings.
“But I didn’t sleep with her right after.” Sehun accused, hurt and Y/N felt her heart sink.
“Sehun.” she called him, getting up from the couch.
One of the reasons why she wanted to admit what she felt for Jongin right away was precisely so that everyone would know what was going on between them, without any more secrets.
But she never imagined that Sehun also liked her and that he would be in the studio at the exact moment when she and Jongin couldn't control the need to be together in the most carnal and intimate way possible.
And he looked at her, completely hurt.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt that way.” She pressed her lips into a thin line. “If I had known, I would have explained to you earlier that I have been interested in Jongin for a long time.” He nodded silently. “It’s nobody’s fault.”
An unbearable silence fell in the studio, until Sehun sighed.
“You’re right, but that doesn’t change the fact that my friend betrayed me.”
Y/N opened her mouth to speak but no sound came out and Sehun walked away in long strides, leaving both of them with nothing to say behind.
She passed her hand over her face and looked at Jongin, he shook his head as he looked at the door.
“I think I better leave.” she announced quietly and turned to pick up her clothes.
However, he stopped her, holding her arm.
"Come to my home."
She took a deep breath before looking at him.
“Jongin, but Sehun-”
“I won’t walk away from you because of him.” he spoke firmly. "I can't anymore."
She smiled slightly.
"What do you mean?"
He smiled, moving closer to tuck her hair behind her ear and caress her cheek.
“That if being in love with you is a sin, then I will sin again.”
She bit her lower lip.
“No more sex in the studio?”
He laughed, hugging her around the waist and touching their foreheads.
“I can't promise that.” He kissed the tip of her nose, making her close her eyes. “Not after the sounds you made in here.” he kissed her cheek, purposely in the corner of her mouth. “The scenes are engraved in my head and will hardly ever fade out.”
“Then I guess we will sin together.”
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jongbross · 8 months
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don't even think about other things (kim jongin x f!reader)
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pairing: kim jongin x f!reader word count: 821 genre: smut warnings: mature content, p in v, riding, cursing, dirty talk?, jongin being the best boyfriend in the world a/n: wrote this some while ago. hope you all like it <3
“i got you”, jongin whispered in your ear, licking his lips before kissing your neck and sucking on your skin. you moaned at his actions.
goddamn right he did. his promise to make you oblivion to all the shit that was going on in your life? he kept it. he told you he would make you feel good, cry and shake inside his arms while fucking you so good you would even forget your own name - and he did, all of it. his arms were holding you close, pushing you down to his lap as your legs straddled him. even though you were on top of him, he still had the upper hand; jongin was still the one dictading all of your moves.
his main goal was to make you forget everything you complained about earlier. your job was overwhelming you? your boss was being an asshole? your family asked way more than what you could do for them? don’t worry, he got you. he said he would, so he did.
jongin bit your shoulder while squeezing your ass in both hands, heavenly breathing when you moaned at his touch. he looked at you, lustful eyes burning your skin as his gaze went all around your face, collarbones, chest and breasts. damn, you were so beautiful.
“i love you”, he said without even thinking, lips making their way down the valley of your breasts, sucking everything they came in touch with.
you whined, both hands holding the back of jongin’s neck and scratching his skin, making him moan against your skin. 
he couldn’t wait anymore. one of his hands let go of you, stroking his length as his grip on your waist got stronger, a silent cue for you to align your entrance. and so you did it, slowly pushing your hips down, sinking on him and taking in the sight of jongin moaning, head threw back, veins on his throat popped up.
you closed your eyes, letting go of everything and relaxing your entire body. every single muscle gave in, flat as the sensation of being filled up by jongin became too much to you. he felt you shaking, and instantly wrapped both of his arms around you again, pulling you closer to his chest.
jongin’s movements started so lightly, so careful. he bucked his hips up over and over, thrusting into you with such a teasing pace - and you didn’t need no teasing.
“baby, please…”, you whined. you pressed your body harder against his own, burying your face into his neck. “harder.”
he groaned at your words, hands now caressing your waist before grabbing it, fingers sinking on your skin. jongin started to thrust deeper, harder, faster. every time he got out and into you again you made a new sound, breathing hot against his skin, nails holding his shoulders for dear life.
your mind went blank. there was not a single problem in this world that could distract you from that moment, not a single person could make you not focus on jongin. you made a mental note to thank him later - for being so good at fucking you, so good at taking care of you; for cheerishing you, putting your well being on top of his own. for being the best partner you could ever ask for.
“look at me”, he whispered to you.
the moment you did, jongin sighed at the sight of you. he didn’t waste a single moment, locking his lips to yours and moaning against them. his movements somehow increased, fingers starting to stick to your sweaty skin. he let you take control over the kiss, deciding whether you wanted slow or fast, hard or soft.
you only broke to kiss to loudly moan jongin’s name, throwing your head back as you felt him hit your sweet spot. jongin looked at you, eyes piercing through your soul. he slid one of his hands to between your bodies, fingers quickly finding your clit and starting to make their magic upon you.
“baby…”, you managed to say.
“shhh, i got you”, he repeated. “cum for me.”
his words gave you the cue, as you came hard and loudly, whining his name over and over again, feeling the best sensation in the world washing over you. in any other moment, any other day, you would do your best to make him cum too, to feel him either inside you or all over your stomach; but tonight, you were feeling selfish enough to only care about your own pleasure.
jongin didn’t mind though. he smiled while watching you cum, movements becoming sloppier to match the way your body relaxed against him. when you sighed, laying on top of him and slightly chuckling, his smile got wider.
“you okay?”, jongin asked, after a few moments.
“i love you”, was all you could manage to reply. “i love you so much.”
you heard jongin giggling. he loved you too.
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HYUKA BF TEXTS !!
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warnings- none :)
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writemekpop · 1 year
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Home Alone | Kim Jongin (Kai)
Summary: Your husband Kai accuses you of not trusting him with your baby daughter.  
Genre: New parents AU, domestic, angsty, house hubby Kai
Word Count: 0.8k
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You were trying to balance the dangerous job of straightening your hair while buttoning up a onesie for your one-year-old. The hot blades wavered ever closer to the soft blue cotton.
That was when you got the call. You threw down the phone. “My mother’s sick! She can’t take Jasmine!”
Your husband Kai sprang up. He had been kneeling on the floor, building a house of cards in the pristine emptiness of the living room you had just cleaned. The house collapsed with a sigh.
“I’ve got to leave,” you groaned, lifting your baby daughter Jasmine into your arms. “Hey Jazzy, have you ever been to a board meeting before?”
The baby giggled.
Kai stepped forward, running his hands through his disheveled hair. “Hey, I can take her!” He frowned. “It’s not like I’ve never looked after Jazz.” He paused, his face falling blank. “Actually… you have never asked me to look after Jazz. How come?”  
Your heart rate was increasing just hearing his words. Everything came into sharp focus. Kai’s odd combination of Hawaiian shorts, a silk shirt and flip-flops. The cigarette butts still smouldering in the ashtray on the balcony he thought you didn’t know about.
The sound of your phone alarm, titled, LEAVE THE HOUSE BITCH, began to buzz like an angry wasp in your ear.  
“Um, yes, sweetie, of course I want you to look after Jasmine, it’s just-“ you scrambled for a lie. “You’re… too… busy! I don’t want to get the way of your fancy actor work!”
He frowned. “But baby, you know shooting hasn’t started yet.”  
You needed a better excuse. “But your lines. You have to learn them. I would rather than die than keep you away from your lines.”
You could almost hear the drone of the station announcer: “Last call for the 8:05 train. Last call…”  
Kai grinned in disbelief. “You’re saying I can’t look after Jazz… because I have to read a script?” He frowned. “Do you not trust me to look after our daughter?”
“Oh, Kai.” You squeezed your temples. “I don’t have time for this. Fine You want the truth?. No, I don’t trust you with my child.”
“Our child.” Kai scoffed. “And you can’t say that! How could you?”
You gestured to the pigsty that was the apartment. “You’re irresponsible. You’re untidy. You’re out partying every night-“
You were about to say more, but you stopped yourself. Some things were too true to say. Everybody deserved a few lies to cling onto.
Kai sighed, and you hated how well he knew you. “Go on. Say what you’re thinking.”  
You sighed. “Oh… and acting is not a real job!”
Kai bit his lip, pain flashing over his handsome features. “So, what was your big plan? Keep her from me for the next eighteen years?  
You tried to deny it, but fell silent when you saw the pain in his eyes. “N-not eighteen. Maybe… ten.”
And suddenly, you felt like an awful person. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. You- you’re a great father, you just… don’t have the skills yet to look after her. The knowledge.”
Kai sighed. His voice was very quiet. “I know that she naps between eleven and one. I know that Fuzzy is her favourite toy. I know that she can’t sleep on her tummy, or drink cow’s milk, or have too many baths.”
“How did you…” you started. “I read those parenting books that you aways leave lying around,” Kai said, crossing his arms.
You stepped towards him, smoothing your hands over his face. “I had no idea…”
You pressed your lips to his, and in the shape of his firm body, his scent, you almost lost yourself.
Kai gently pulled away, crooning, “Go. As much as I’d like you to stay, your genius is needed at a board meeting. I’ve got her.”
You smiled, picking up your bags. “Okay. But I am FaceTiming you in an hour. Every hour, actually.”
Kai grinned, that lopsided grin that made you giddy when you were still nineteen and an extra on some unknown TV show. You may have given up on acting, but you never gave up on the boy of your dreams.
You left a little piece of your heart with Kai and Jasmine, then shrugged on your blazer and stepped out into the brightening morning light.  
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marchsfreakshow · 2 months
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Thinking about Kai who's obsessed with your kisses and having you close. He makes a point to never show pda in public, but when it's just you he's kissing every part of your skin, and pressing breathy kisses to your clit, the warmth making you squirm. Kai's kissing your neck even through meetings, and everyone has become okay with it.
Kai who's in love with having you on his lap or holding you close every moment. He'd always holding your sides, maybe reaching up through a skirt to feel how wet you are by just his soft kisses to your neck. You're trying to pay attention to everyone's ideas but you're biting your lip holding back a moan. "Keep being quiet puppy, and I'll let you scream later"
@babygorewhore I need a medic.
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dilxcc · 3 months
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to be honest ᡣ𐭩 kim jongin
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fluff, slight angst, jealousy pushed jongin to confess 😔, friends to lovers, grammatical error
jongin x f!reader
a/n okay so i decided that i would just write my exo fanfic here too
the party were bustling with people. some were socializing with jongin while the others try to socialize with others instead. despite all these people talking to him, his mind wander elsewhere, your new dress engraved in his head. his eyes always flicking around the room, trying to find your figure and if possible, not leave it anymore.
his heart skipped a beat when his eyes landed on you. though his heart ached at the sight of you laughing at the jokes suho had been making. seriously, he isn't even that funny. jongin scoffed, an ugly feeling of jealousy brimming up.
he took a bite from his birthday cake aggressively, eyes not leaving any details that you made. the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed or the way your teeth showed when you smiled widely.
something inside him snapped when he sees suho's hand resting on your lower back. he excused himself from his table and stride over to where you. without saying a word, he grabbed your wrist and basically dragged you towards somewhere quiet. "jongin-"
he pushed you against the wall, his face slightly hurt with a pout plastered on his lips. "why were you laughing at his jokes?" he questioned. during this moment, he was basically wearing his heart out on his sleeve. "because it was funny? what's wrong, jongin?" you asked softly, slightly concerned by the sudden change in his behaviour.
his grip on your shoulder tightened a little. "but suho-hyung isn't even that funny!" he insisted. "you didn't laugh at my joke that hard. so why..?" he asked again, more softly now. "jongin-" you slipped out of his grip and take one of his hand in yours. "your jokes are funny. they always makes me laugh. you always know what to say to cheer me up," you smiled. "you really don't have to be jealous,"
"then why did you let him put his hand on you?"
"because he wasn't flirting like other guys?" you tilted your head. "what's wrong? this isn't like you at all?" you asked again, your concern had been doubled as time passes. jongin closed his eyes before facing away from you, his hand slipping out of your grip. "it's nothing," he muttered. you knew that he was still pouting even though he is faced away from you. "it's not nothing if it got you acting like this,"
he faced you again, his face were slightly frowned and he couldn't meet your eyes this time. "that's because i like you! why can't you see it?!" he raised his voice slightly. you could see his hands clenched tight and his body were trembling slightly. "you like me?" your eyes widened.
your eyes softened, one of your hands caressed his face while the other held his clenched fist. "look at me," you said softly. "i like you too," you smiled. "so please, you don't have to be jealous again. or be sad again," you kissed the tear that had slipped on his cheek.
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peachesvanilla · 1 year
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Kisses #1
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pairing: Jongin x reader
genres: pure fluff(this close to crying while writing... been months since I am satisfied with my fluff writing..MONTHS), friends to lovers
inspiration: Jongin and list of kisses I found on pinterest.
Jongin is a ray of sunshine. This sentence falls short before his warmth embrace, beaming grin, shiny eyes and lively aura. Like the sun rarely appearing in winter, gravitating every human to animal, to be under his rays, Jongin grabs everyone’s attention as he struts in the college campus. 
And I, a weakling just like everyone else, finds my steps leading towards him. Trying to snatch a piece of his attention, bask in his presence and have my own epiphany. The worst thing about having him as a friend is staying stuck in that position for a long long time. 
Sometimes in the middle of the night when our phone conversations turn deep, sharing our innermost conflicts and pains I wonder if we weren’t grouped for a project would it be any different? Would he have seen me as a girl instead of his friend who needs help in everything? Would I be in the mainstream rather than a sideline?
“Where are you lost?” Jongin snaps his fingers at my face breaking me out of my thoughts, more like obsession. “Lost in that pretty mind of yours?” His brown eyes shine under the direct stream of sunlight, bringing out the honey shade and oozing out the warmth. Dressed in a hoodie, his hair a mess from constantly pulling up the hoodie cap and removing it, his familiar perfume makes it hard not to fall for him a little harder everyday. 
“Nothing.” I push his hand off my face, slowly reeling my chair little by little away from his. “Thinking about the assignment.”
He nods understandingly, folding his arms across his chest. The movement brings out the firmness of his chest, broadness of it and the many nights I spent wondering how it would be laying on his chest.
“It's a difficult one.” He ponders, zoning off into the high walls of the library. “Maybe our procedure is wrong and we have to tackle it using a different method?” 
“Yeah.” I don’t even remember the question but whatever gets him off me helps. One thing about knowing Jongin for so long is, he won’t let go until I dish out all of my worries that are disturbing my peace. I had to come up with a hundred lies to just cover my one truth. That is, I am slowly falling in love with him. “Maybe.”
He rests his arm on the back of my seat, rolling me towards him. “I don’t feel like studying.” He mumbles, his face a few inches away from mine as he looms over me. “Can we go out?” His eyes run across my face with hope. “Please?”
My cold heart comes alive, beating louder, faster. He is so close, his lips just a breath away. What if I lean in and get a taste of the forbidden lips. Is the pain worth the taste? My heart whispers a yes, while my mind is hyperventilating on how he isn’t interested in me as a lover and just sees me as one of his boys. Having him around is far better than getting shut by a mere kiss.
But the heart screams yes when his eyes dip to my lips for a fraction of a second. Almost as if it never happened. I lean in, pressing my lips onto his soft, full lips. My heart leaps out of my chest, my fingers curl into fists on my lap and my brain is void of any thoughts. His lips are more than what I thought of, softer than a baby skin and bringing the storm and peace at once. 
I move back from his lips, his taste lingering on mine and I pick up the courage to look at his face. His eyes are closed, his breathing uneven, lips shiny from my lip balm and parted. Slowly he opens his eyes, watching me intently. I wait for him to leave with a disappointed look and saying he didn’t expect this from me. His eyes trail to my cheeks, the strand of hair falling on my face and then pauses on my lips for a long time. His arm around my chair drags me closer to him, my knee pressing into his thigh, and another arm hesitantly lying on top of my thigh. 
He sucks in a breath and leans in, kissing me. I gasp, this can’t be happening. Does he.. does he see me as a girl? He presses his lips harder, his eyebrows scrunched in the middle, eyes closed. I arch to his height, sitting straighter in greed to get more of him. His hand holds my neck as he moves his lips in a slow rhythm. He grips my thigh, leaning in, sucking my lower lip and holding me in place holding my neck. The moment prolongs for a minute, I press his hand and he breaks the kiss, letting me breathe. 
He brushes his nose against mine, watching my expression. A slow shy smile spreads across his lips, he rubs his thumb over my heated cheeks. Pecking my lips one more time, he leans back in his chair spreading his arms and throws back his head grinning. “Shit.” 
What should I do now? Talk about it or go about it as if the kiss never happened? But his swollen lips and shine on it tells another story. How can I pretend when—
“Let’s go.” He packs his bag and also mine within seconds, holding out his hand for me. 
I hold his hand, his hand completely engulfing mine. My steps falter, hair on my neck standing. Every single student’s eyes are on us. My heart drops to my stomach, he is Jongin of course everyone’s attention will be on him but the amount of hate, jealousy and smirks we are receiving is overwhelming. 
He grips on my hand, “what do you want to eat?” 
“Anything is good with me.” I reply, wanting to get out of here as soon as I can. 
“Okay.” He swings our intertwined hands and hums through our entire walk and even till reaching the fast food center. And his beaming smile? It never fades, instead it got brighter.
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kpopimaginings · 3 months
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Reassurance - Kai (Jongin)
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You're being stupid. That's what you keep telling yourself. Kai is an idol, sometimes he is going to be around female idols, he is going to do dance challenges with them or talk to them, he can't exactly snub them. You couldn't help but compare yourself to them though. You trusted Kai, you really did, but sometimes, when your mental health was bad and the insecurities kicked in, you felt like he could do better than you.
When you were next with Kai, you were so stuck in your head about everything he noticed how distant you were being.
"Jagi?" he asked you, when you made no reaction to his hand on your thigh as you sat together on the sofa.
You simply hummed in response.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing," you answered, far too quickly for it to be the truth.
"Come on, something's bothering you," he said giving you a little nudge.
"I don't want to talk about it," you replied, bluntly.
"I just want to help," he continued.
"Jongin, let it go," you snapped.
"Fine," he muttered, moving away to sit on the other end of the chair to you.
"Talking about it will just upset me, so I don't want to right now, you don't have to be like that."
"You don't have to snap at your boyfriend when he's trying to help."
You let out a frustrated sigh. "Don't try and guilt trip me."
"What can't you talk to me about? Am I the problem? Because if I am that's more reason to talk to me," he continued.
"No, not exactly-"
"Yah! What do you mean not exactly?"
"See this is why I didn't want to talk about it."
Kai stood then and moved in front of you, making sure you couldn't look away from him. "What did I do?"
"Nothing."
"Then what did 'not exactly' mean?"
You hesitated then. He clearly wasn't going to drop it, so you were trying to work out how to put your feelings into words.
"Y/n?" he questioned.
"I don't like seeing you with other women," you rushed out, before realising how that sounded. "Wait- no, that didn't-"
"Because you don't trust me?"
"That's not what I meant. I just think- It's hard for me seeing you with these beautiful idols, when I'm- me."
"You think I'd cheat on you?" he questioned in an accusatory tone.
"No! It's not about you-" Your voice raised as you spoke.
"Then what is it about?"
"If you calm down and let me get my words out..."
"You didn't even want to talk to me a second ago."
"I can't talk to you when you're like this," you said, your tone dropping as you stood to head to the door.
Kai stayed stationary for a moment as pulled your shoes on. Before you had a chance to gather up your things though, he was next to you holding your bag. The two of you just stood looking at each other in silence briefly.
"What's wrong?" he asked again, his voice now much softer.
"It's not that I think you would cheat. It's that I believe you'd be better off with one of them. I look at myself and then these gorgeous women you're surrounded by in your working life and I can't compare. I don't feel like I deserve to be with you."
"Jagiya," he let out in a whisper.
You sniffed as the emotions started to hit you. "And this is why I didn't want to talk about," you managed to say as your voice broke.
Immediately, you were engulfed in your boyfriends arms as you broke down.
"I love you," he mumbled as he pressed small kisses in to your hair. "I love you, and I'll keep saying it until all those thoughts leave."
You just held onto him tighter as he spoke, giving you the reassurance you so clearly needed in the moment.
"Anytime you feel this, you tell me. Even if I'm not with you and you've seen something, some video online, and it makes you uncomfortable, call me. I will remind you that you are the one I will always choose, ok?"
All you could do was nod.
"Do you want to take your shoes off and come back in?"
You nodded again.
Kai's chest vibrated against you as he laughed. "You need to let go then."
This time you shook your head and snuggled further into him, if that was even possible. With another laugh at your cuteness, Kai squeezed you back, content just to hold you until you were ready.
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starbandit · 11 months
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thinkin about hyuka accidentally walking in on you, pink vibrator pressed to your clit, lip between your teeth. your headphones are on, so theres no way you could hear him come in and you were way too focused on whatever porn is playing on your phone. he’s stood there, cheeks and ears tinting deeper pink as the seconds pass, tent growing in his pants.
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choixiii · 2 years
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s/o having a hard time | txt
type: hurt to comfort, light angst, fluff 
tw: eating disorder (Taehyun)
note: fighting if you’re struggling lately, I hope everyone will be fine asap. Regarding e/d, I am sorry but I don't feel comfortable doing it in a way when reader eats a lot, I hope you understand. I mean no offense to anyone. 
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Yeonjun would notice quickly that you were a bit down. You probably tend to turn him down when he offers to do something and prefer to stay at home. The fact that you tend to isolate yourself a bit more or cry easily - or at all. You two didn’t really hide things to each other, once one found out or realized, they usually went to the other. That’s exactly what Yeonjun did. He’ll go on with your mood swings, not taking it personally if you’re suddenly angry at him without apparent reasons. 
As you were quietly reading on your phone, he lay behind you and held you close to his chest, your back resting against it. You didn’t really pay attention since he’s doing this a lot, so you didn’t let go of your phone and just appreciate the feeling of his fingers slowly drawing on your belly. 
“Are you okay ?” The question caught you off guard, not really wanting to talk about it. You just nod, brushing it away quickly. That’s what you thought. Yeonjun behind you sighs with a done look on his face and skilfully takes your phone out of your hand. Turning you around before you could complain to him, he was now caging you in his arms. Resting his nose in your hair and his hands now stroking your back, the man asked something else. “Do you wanna talk about it ?” 
“Not really…” you answered again, muffed in his shirt this time.
“You'll have to one day.” His words were a bit straight forward but he was right. Yet, he must be happy that his hug was making you feel better and safe or you probably would have told him to fck off. Instead your hands were grabbing his shirt, nuzzling yourself even more onto his chest. 
“I know…" A sigh leaves Yeonjun's lips. 
“At least let me be there for you, okay ?” mumble your boyfriend in your hair, making your heart skip a beat. You don’t let people come inside easily, but with him maybe it will be easier. 
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Soobin is the type to try having information regarding your state with cute, little, harmless questions. He’s tilting his head to the side and asking if you want to eat or watch a movie with him. He’s trying to cheer you up in fact, because he always feels sad when you are too. Being his empathic self, he’s easy to talk to and his aura makes you feel at ease when you have to talk to him. 
You finding a way in his arms while he was playing wasn’t something uncommon, yet this time Soobin felt like he had to stop playing and pay attention to you. Finishing his round quickly, he left the controller to the side to hug you properly against him. Pulling the blanket next to the sofa to you two, he was inviting you to speak up now that you had everything to comfort you. 
“You have a minute ?” you still asked, as if he hadn't just stopped everything he was doing to be there with you. 
“I have all the time in the world for you,” he answered, kissing your hair. Thanks to that and his arms around you, you started to tell him all the things that didn’t go as well as you wanted and how people make you feel horrible about yourself. Some harsh words left your lips as your anger got the best of you, but that didn’t bother him. He wasn’t there to judge you or to watch your language, just to listen to you vent so you can stop bottling your emotions. 
Even if, in the end, you’re usually a crying mess in his arms. He prefers you to be there than alone in your bed, keeping saying to yourself that you’re useless or incapable of doing anything. Having you close makes it easier to make you keep in mind how much he loves you. Soon whipping your tears with his big hands, he lets them cup your face before leaving a quick peck on your lips. 
“Thank you, for speaking to me about it,” he said with a sweet smile, leaning his forehead against yours. “I love you.” 
The fact that he just listened to you without having the urge to solve your problems makes you hug him closer. That wasn’t what you needed and, as always, he understood it so well that you couldn’t help but fall deeper in love. 
“I love you too.” 
Beomgyu will think he’s the problem. The fact that you push people away when you’re not doing good makes him doubt himself if he’s the right man for you. If this situation lasts a bit, it can push him into it too. He’s gonna overthink the situation and maybe even think it’s his fault. Yet, he still tried his best to make you feel better and be there for you when you need/accept it. 
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When you finally let him cuddle up against you one night, Beomgyu thought he would cry. He was worried to the core, scared that you’ll leave him because he couldn’t help you well and that’s why you didn’t want to see him. But your half-asleep self leans into his touch, putting your hand above his, resting on your belly. 
“So we’re okay ?” he whispered, his head buried into your back. His eyes closed, he was patiently waiting for your answer as he held you close. You hummed in response. 
“Sorry for worrying you Beomgyu, I’m just a bit down lately…” you confessed in your not so conscient state, but you didn’t mind. That was when you were the most honest.
“I noticed that but I feel like I can’t help you…” Beomgyu felt like crying while admitting that; He loved you to death but wasn’t even able to help you going through a little slump ? What kind of boyfriend was he ? You turned around at his words. Your brain awakened a bit now, and the fog wasn’t as blurry as before. His arms never left your waist but your hands got to his face, cupping it before leaving a sweet kiss on it. 
“You’re here for me and respect my space, that’s more than enough,” you assured him, stroking his cheek. “It would be even worse without you I think.” You might seem like the one comforting him, but this has to be done for him to know that you love him and that the simple fact that he does too helps. 
Beomgyu always made you feel better about yourself, and you’ll never thank him enough for making you feel like you deserve to be loved. 
Taehyun notices something is wrong/ going bad again when you have trouble eating. He knows you’ve been through some shitty things regarding eating and he paid a lot of attention to it because of that. So, generally when you’re down or a bit weak mentally, it touches your eating habits as well. You might start to pay more attention to the calories or think hard if you can eat something or not. He makes sure to be there to help you without triggering you more. 
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Taehyun got home a bit late this night and was a bit worried about you. You didn’t answer his messages yet and, as much as you can just be captivated by your series, you can also be gloomy alone in your bed. First option was the good one though, since the TV was the first thing he heard while coming home. 
“Hi baby,” he saluted you with a kiss on the cheek, catching you off guard but still making you smile. “Have you eaten yet ?” 
“Have you ?” you asked, trying to change the subject. Taehyun realized it though and came up with the fact that no, you haven’t. He wasn’t really surprised, you hated cooking lately, and started to eat less again. 
“No, not yet.” as you were about to get up to cook something, he pushed you down onto the sofa. “I’m gonna do something for both of us, you can stay here.” 
You nod, not feeling the urge to protest since you really didn’t want to either cook or eat. But since he was doing it, you couldn’t turn him down. 
Minutes later, Taehyun came back with a pot filled with ramen and some eggs in another one. It seems really good, Taehyun is great at doing ramen but you still felt bad about it. Swallowing hard, you took some on your plate - more than you could eat - and started eating while watching your drama to distract you. Not failing to thank him too. But soon, you couldn't eat anymore but felt bad about leaving some on your plate. Biting your lips, you were about to take another bite when Taehyun took your plate. 
“You don’t have to eat more if you’re full, don’t worry,” he reassured while finishing your food for you. You hummed at his words, kinda feeling better to know that he would never force you - even if you already know it. 
“You ate already, and I’m proud of you,” he kindly added while patting your head, making your heart flutter. Your eyes widened at his words and you quietly took place between his legs - making sure not to bother him as he’s still eating. You just wanted to be near him to thank you silently. 
Huening Kai is broken too when you’re down. The fact that it’s hard to see you smile and hear your laugh affects him a lot since he loves it so much. However, he tries his best to get you out of this state, even if that means pushing you a bit. He knows you're gonna like to go outside at a café or play with him in the end. But there's some times where it doesn't help and he just has to comfort you. 
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School was harsh with you lately, and he couldn’t get you out of your apartment to do anything. He wasn’t blaming you, he knows how hard it can get, but you seemed to get glomier with time and he was pretty much sure that going out for little things could help. 
“Hey, wanna go to the convenience store with me ?” Kai suddenly asked, sitting next to you on the bed. He got you out of your head for a second, turning to him with lost eyes as you didn’t hear him the first time. 
“Wanna go to the convenience store?” he asked again with a little smile. With his jacket already in his hand, you thought he was kinda in a rush.
“No I'm fine, thank you.”
“Oh please ? We can get ice cream and that pink lemonade drink you love sooo much !” 
His lips formed a pout, trying to convince you to come with him. Kai didn’t want to leave you alone, too scared that he’ll find you crying when he comes back. He just wants to spend time with you. So you agreed, getting up and ready pretty quickly. You have to admit that it sounds good, and going out for something other than your classes won’t hurt you. Plus it won’t last long. 
You have to admit that taking some fresh air helps clear your mind a little. It’s been a while since the last time you got out for little groceries with Kai and it makes you feel better. His smile is contagious and he just makes you feel safe all the time - even if you hate being outside lately. With him it’s okay you guessed. He’s just so careful with you, you almost forget how much you hate it. 
Getting out of the store, he opened your drink for you before you could stop him. You’re not gonna drink while walking because you wear a mask and don’t want to take it off.
“You don’t have to drink, don’t worry. I just wanted to do it for you,” he kindly says, giving you your drink. You thank him a lot, smiling behind your mask as you take the cold drink between your hands half covered by his hoodie’s sleeves. 
It didn’t last long, but you were feeling a bit better now thanks to him. Sitting between his legs as you two get home, you lay your back against his chest to seek comfort. Kai couldn’t help but smile and hug you lightly. 
“Thank you, Huening.”
“No problem baby.” 
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aqupisrecs · 11 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“ 꽤 오래 이렇게 너를 앓아 난 „
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hoteldreamss · 1 month
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Kai Parker || imagine
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Сидя на небольшом диване в дешёвом номере мотеля, где единственным источником света является включённый телевизор, ты замечаешь заинтересованность на лице Паркера. Его взгляд прикован к экрану, и он даже не обращает внимание на пиццу, которую вы заказали минут двадцать назад.
— Ты на самом деле увлечён этим фильмом? — Ты не можешь сдержаться от усмешки.
— Ты видела его раньше? — Кай поворачивает голову всего на мгновение, чтобы взглянуть на тебя.
— Да. Давно. Его раньше часто крутили по телеку.
— Это круто. Мне нравится этот кролик и как этот парень лунатит.
Ты усмехаешься со слов Кая. Он мог удивлять, Малакай Паркер раскрывался слой за слоем, активно, но всё же.
— Можно я доем? — ты тянешься к последнему куску в коробке. На картоне уже появились жирные следы, а пицца остыла.
— Ладно… — он не может отказать тебе, но ты догадываешься, что у Малакая были свои планы на этот кусок.
— Это просто пицца.
— Я ничего не говорил. Давай, это твоё, насладись им.
Ты хмуришься, с подозрением и настроенностью косясь на Кая, но всё же кусаешь пиццу, пережёвывая и не переставая смотреть на Паркера.
Он первый отводит взгляд, возвращая внимание к фильму.
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jongbross · 6 months
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kinktober: thigh riding (kim jongin x reader)
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pairing: kim jongin x reader word count: 417 genre: take a guess warnings: description of sexual activities, thigh riding, swearing, jongin being a menace to society a/n: i feel dirty (this ain't a complaint)
jongin moaned as he felt the first stroke of your hips against his bare thigh. he instinctively held your waist, pushing you down further and harder enough so he could feel how soaking wet you were through your panties.
"fuck...", you moaned, throwing your head back. it felt great, but that wasn't enough.
you put yourself up a little bit, just so you could push your panties aside, and then lowered yourself against his thigh again - the feeling of skin to skin feeling so, so much better.
"come on, baby", you heard jongin half groan, half whisper to you, when you didn't move. his hands were on your waist again, and he pushed you back and forth.
the sound both of you made was sinful.
you suddenly grabbed his shoulders for support, fingers tangling on his blue navy shirt. jongin looked at you and smirked at the sight: closed eyes, lips parted, neck shining covered with a thin layer of sweat. your hips didn't stop stroking his thigh since he set it off the action, and for the expression on your face, he knew you were feeling good.
the only sounds to be heard were your moans, jongin's heavy sighs, and the slippery noise of your wetness spreading on him, making it easier to slide back and forth on his now tensed up muscle. the friction felt so good, the way his hands held your waist for dear life felt so good.
he felt so good.
being your lover for such a long time now, jongin knew you; so it was easy for him to see that you were reaching your orgasm when your tug on his shirt got tighter and your movements sloppier.
"don't stop", jongin whispered, hands now taking control of your actions as you clearly couldn't think straight anymore. "keep going. that's it."
you moaned loudly when you felt your body tensing up. you buried your face on the crook of his neck, his amazing cologne mixed with the natural scent of his skin doing nothing to help you hold back your climax.
"let go, baby. cum for me."
"jongin..."
and with that, you came all over his thigh, his tanned skin covered in you.
jongin smiled, despite the growing pain he felt inside his underwear. he felt your body relax against his chest, breathing pace as messed up as your hair and clothes.
"mind helping me out too?", jongin asked you, just before you felt him guiding your hand to inside his boxers.
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boydepartment · 9 months
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Heartbeat- Hueningkai x Reader
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a/n: i wrote this when i was mentally drained and tired so this is basically just a hueningkai comfort fic LMAO the reader is sad and drained and here comes the gentle giant to save the day :)
MASTERLIST
wc- i have no clue, 250????
warnings- slight angst, death joke, reader sad, kai ☝️🤓, i wrote this on my phone so lowercase is intended!
song- the way things go by beabadoobee
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“can you try to get up?” kai watched as you laid in bed not moving. you had your headphones on and he could hear the music clearly. some movie soundtrack from like 2008, that’s how he knew it was bad.
at some point he knew you’d have to get up, he wasn’t stupid he knew something was wrong but you didn’t want to talk about it. kai leaned against your bed frame and sighed. you hadn’t been active on any social media either, normally you’d say something- anything.
this whole thing was upsetting, you not replying to messages, him having to come all the way over here just to see what’s up, and now you aren’t even acknowledging him. even when you were sad you’d acknowledge him…
kai started to ponder on what he could do to fix the situation, there was no base to start, no problem he knows of that he could fix. he moved his hair out of his eyes and looked down at you again. your eyes were open, just staring at the wall as music played on your headphones.
you looked tired. you felt tired.
kai took a deep breath and sat down next to you on your bed.
“i know you don’t want to talk about it. and you don’t have to i promise…” he grabbed your hand and you didn’t flinch away from him. you just stayed staring, “y/n i’ll stay here until it’s okay…” when you didn’t reply he looked at you.
“you better be breathing.” kai checked your pulse, however your small smile gave away that you were in fact still alive. kai’s eyes lit up at your smile gracing your features.
“i missed your smile you know.” he had no filter when it came to complimenting you.
“i’m sorry…” you mumbled and sat up slightly, kai stopped you and leaned down to lay next to you instead.
“don’t apologize. are you overwhelmed?” he asked, playing with your hoodie strings.
you nodded and took a deep breath, “i’m tired.”
“amen to that.” kai tried to joke, you looked up and saw him smiling at you. his eyes squinting and nose scrunching. you wanted to freeze frame this image and keep it forever.
“did you text me?” you asked now feeling guilty for going ghost, your phone has been on do not disturb for god knows how long.
kai shrugged, “a few times.”
you lifted up your phone, “kai you texted me over 30 times.”
he let out a small snort, “welllll…. that’s a few! it could be hundreds..!”
you smiled and leaned on him more, “thank you for coming.”
“always.”
the two of you sat in silence on your backs, kai listened to the music you had playing after you sat your headphones next to both of you. he held your hand as you both stared up at your ceiling. the tapestry above your bed waving back and forth due to the fan.
“my head hurts…” you mumbled and rubbed your eyes.
kai looked at you, “that’ll happen when you have your eyes open and not blinking. i thought you were dead.” he laid back on his side to look at you.
you let out a laugh, “trust me i feel like it.”
at this kai held you closer to him, you could feel his heartbeat against your chest.
“if you feel dead, you can pretend my heartbeat is yours, it already belongs to you anyways…” he mumbled into your hair, his breath started to slow down. yours did too. soon you were both asleep. both your heartbeats connecting.
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writemekpop · 2 years
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Hot Mess | Kim Jongin (Kai)
5K Follower Series Ep. 27
Summary: You come home one night to find Kai naked in your bed… is he cheating on you?   
Genre: Established relationship AU, smut
Word Count: 1k
Prompt: “Stop looking at me like that!”
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“Kai? Where are you, baby?”
No response. The entire downstairs was dark. And silent. 
You pulled out your tight ponytail, letting your wavy hair fall loose over your shoulders. 
Work had been tough. You couldn’t wait to curl up and watch your hot boyfriend Kai work out – that always made you feel better. 
 In the gloom, the house felt alien, like it was somebody else’s, and you were intruding.
You wandered towards the stairs. Kai’s favourite Gucci jacket was hanging from the bannister. A chill ran down your spine. He never left home without it. 
“Baby?” You walked up the stairs. Kai’s Balenciaga belt was coiled snake-like on the top stair. You were getting really freaked now.   
That’s when you noticed them - the soft grunts coming from your bedroom door. Your heart fell to the floor. You’d know that deep voice anywhere.  
Was Kai… cheating on you? This couldn’t be happening!  
Tears were already pricking your eyes. You imagined Kai in there with some supermodel, his head between her legs, getting mess all over your sheets. You felt sick. 
You took a deep breath, and yanked the bedroom door open. 
You gasped. 
Kai was lying on the bed, completely naked, his brown skin glowing against the white duvet cover. His eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, his cheeks were flushed, and his hand was wrapped around his penis. 
“Where is she?” You screamed, looking around the room to find the person Kai was cheating on you with. “Come and face me like a woman, you homewrecker!”  
When Kai heard your voice, he bolted upright, the muscles on his abdomen flexing with the effort. 
“Hey, baby, I didn’t hear you come in. Come and join me,” Kai said. He smirked sexily, but you weren’t having it.
“Join you?” You snapped, getting angrier by the second. “First you cheat on me and now you want me to join you in bed with your mistress! Fuck off!”  
Kai frowned, looking adorably confused despite his naked state. “Cheat on you? What are you talking about?” 
“You-“ you gestured wildly at his nakedness. “Having sex with… god, where are you hiding her?” 
You dropped down to your knees and looked under the bed for the mystery woman. She had to be somewhere. 
Realisation dawned upon Kai. He jumped off the bed and gently pulled you up to standing.
“Babe,” he said, gazing at you warmly. “I’m not cheating on you. There’s no-one else here.”
Your mouth dropped open. “Then why are you naked? What about all those moans?” 
Kai rubbed the back of his neck, blushing. “I was just having some… intimate time… with myself. I like to do it naked. It… feels better.” 
You stared at him, your face a mixture of shock and disgust. 
“Hey,” Kai said, nudging your shoulder. “Stop looking at me like that. Everyone masturbates.” 
“Oh my god!” you cried. “I thought you were cheating on me, when all you were doing was jerking off? You idiot!” 
You grabbed a pillow off the bed and whacked Kai on his naked butt. “I can’t believe you!” 
Kai laughed, deep and manly. “I can’t believe you think I’d cheat on you. I’m crazy about you, Y/n.” 
You whacked him again. “I almost had a heart attack!” 
Mad with rage, you whacked him on his front too.  
Kai let out a half-yelp, half-moan. “You just hit my dick!” He said, chucking. “Actually that felt kinda good. Do it again?” 
You gasped. “You pervert!” 
It was getting harder to hold in your smile. This was almost funny. “I can’t believe you’re getting off on this!” you groaned, your smile breaking through. 
“Come ‘ere, you,” he grunted. He wrapped his strong arms around your waist and pulled you onto the bed with him. 
He attacked your neck with kisses, making you both breathless with laughter. 
You rolled around on the bed in a hot tangle. You don’t know whose fingers did what… but soon, you were just as naked as him. 
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After, you lay in each other’s arms, limbs intertwined, trying to catch your breath.
The bedside table fan hummed softly, but it did nothing to ease the heat radiating off your bodies. Your heartbeats were the only sound.
Kai was absentmindedly drawing patterns on your arm, eyes closed, singing to himself – the way he always did after sex. 
You let your eyes wander down his smooth neck, and across his sculpted chest. You gazed at his brown skin and the ripples of muscles in his taut stomach. Your tummy tingled in appreciation. 
You looked lower and lower, at his belly button piercing, at the V shape leading right down to his massive-
“I know you’re checking me out.” Kai said. 
You giggled. “Busted.” 
“Round two?” He asked, pushing himself up on one elbow so that he could look at you. “You know you want to.” 
Kai twirled a curl of your hair between his fingers and followed it down to where it came to your chest. His fingers brushed against your nipple, sending sparks flying down your spine. 
“You’re not tired?” You whispered. 
Kai smiled a lazy, sexy smile. He rolled you over so that he was lying on top of you, and dipped his lips to your neck.
“For you? Never.” 
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