#kihyun fic

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Never Enough

Summary: A beautifully decorated dorm for Christmas, features the one thing you wish to avoid most. Mistletoe.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship Au

Word Count: 1,555

Kihyun X Reader

Requested: for the 12 days of winter, can I request #10 “Mistletoe… my arch enemy” with Kihyun? Thank you!! ☃️

Prompt: 9. “Mistletoe… my arch enemy”

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Kihyun spends every year decorating the dorm for their annual Christmas party. It’s something that he enjoys. So, when he invites you, it's not only to celebrate the holiday together. It's also to show you his hard work. And honestly, you couldn’t wait to see all his decorations. He came over to your house the night before brimming with excitement, “I want to see your reaction firsthand when we walk in together.” You shook your head at him but couldn’t help but grin, knowing how much hard work he put into it.

While Kihyun is getting dressed for the festivities, you're sitting at your desk doing your last-minute wrapping. You hear him hum and turn towards him. He asks, “Ready, baby?” You look down at your outfit and wipe off a few pieces of wrapping shred, “Yeah!” He pulls you up from your chair, spins you into his arms, and kisses your cheek. You blush as he leads you to the front door. You both pull on your shoes and coats before walking hand in hand to the party.

You gasp as you reach the outside of the dorm. He decorated the outside with Christmas trees wrapped in garland and ceramic snowmen holding welcome signs leading toward the entrance. He unlocks the door, and you notice the beautiful wreath outside the door. You grin before seeing his holy grail: the living room. It looks like he’s been working on this for months. When in reality, he texted you that he was starting to decorate the dorm last Monday. He went full out from white Christmas string lights that line the room and hang down from the ceiling to hanging ornaments and stars from the string lights, making it look like a Christmas wonderland. He watches you with delight as you let out little oohs and ahhs as you take in everything.

And that's when you see his miniature village that lines the wall. He smiles and leads you closer to it, “There’s a house for all seven of us that live at the dorms.” You nod, and he smiles, “That’s our house.” He points to a beautiful two-story miniature with little dogs in Santa hats and two village people kissing. And you giggle before saying, “You made us so cute. Oh, it’s all so lovely, Ki. You've worked so hard.” He fills with pride as he points out each little thing he did. Like how he made the mixture of snow with cotton and glue. And how he used fishing wire to hang the bulbs and stars.

You watch him excitedly tell you about it all. And you hang onto his every word, “What about the Santa hats on each photo frame?” He smiles, “I used that blue putty to attach each hat.” He leads you to the photo you both took together last Christmas, “You gave me a (f/c) hat?” He nods, “I tried to get everyone’s favorite color hat, but I made yours and mine specially.” You look over at him, “Seriously?” He smiles, “I used the regular foam colors for everyone but yours and mine.” You nod, and he continues, “I mixed acrylic paint to make the colors of our hats.” You blink your tears back to avoid them rolling down your cheeks. But you smile at him and kiss his cheek, “I love all of your decorations, but your attention to detail is my favorite.” He smiles, and you pull him in for a hug. He wraps his arms around you, and you squeeze him.

When you pull away, he leads you down the hallway and shows you the pine-like garland he looped along the walls and each wreath he hung on every door. You ask, “Did the boys help you at all?” That’s when Jooheon comes out of his room and says, “He never lets us do anything past putting out the boxes and decorating the main tree together.” You shake your head at him, “He’s a cute perfectionist, ain’t he?” “He’s a perfectionist, alright.” You hide your laugh as Jooheon continues, “Definitely not as cute as me.” You laugh, and as he leaves, Kihyun pouts, and you kiss it away. “You’re way cuter.” He nods, “And?” You sigh, “And handsome.” He smiles, satisfied with your answer, “I swear you learned that from Joo and Min.” He shrugs, “It comes in handy.” You shake your head, and you continue your tour.

You both exit the hallway, and he walks you through the living room to the kitchen. The party was starting to get into full swing when you see it, “Mistletoe…” You glare at it as you grow closer to it. And continue, “My arch enemy.” He raises his eyebrow and gives you a confused look, “What? Why is that?” You shrug at his question and put your hands in your pocket. “I’ve never been kissed under it.” He laughs and shakes his head, “I’m surprised. Someone as cute as you should have been already.” He pulls your left hand out of your pocket and goes, “Come on.” You tilt your head at him, “Why?” He grins, “You’ll see.” He has you follow him to the opening and stops under the mistletoe. “Would you mind if I was your first?” You blush and shake your head, and he holds your cheek in his free hand and brings you in for a short yet sweet kiss.

You hear loud cheers of “(Y/n)!” and “Kihyun!” You turn beet red as you look over to see Hoseok holding a camera and taking a photo of you while Minhyuk cheers for you two to kiss again. Kihyun leans in to ask, “Want to give them a show?” You smirk, your confidence soaring with him in front of you, and give him a nod. He moves his hand from beside your jaw to underneath and kisses you deeply. The two hoot and holler as you move your free hand into his hair and weave your fingers through, deepening the kiss. When he pulls away, you’re both left breathless. The other two are busy looking through their camera shots, but you can only see him. His cheeks are a rosy-red, and he’s grinning at you, “How was that for your first time under the mistletoe?” You mirror his grin and say, “I hope it happens many more times.” He smiles and squeezes your interlocked hands as you release your grip on his hair.

You kiss his nose for good measure before you both walk into the kitchen and grab some snacks to eat. He carries your shared plate, and you get your first drinks of the evening. As you walk back underneath the mistletoe, you grin as you pull him into your arms, and he gasps as you pull him into a kiss this time. You linger in the passageway before pulling away to continue walking and laugh, “I didn’t know my arch enemy could become my most revered friend.” He smirks, “You know that’s not the only time you can kiss me, right?” You shrug, “But it’s more special that way.” He shakes his head and kisses your forehead as you sit together on the couch. You crack open your drinks and say, “Cheers to many more mistletoe kisses?” He laughs and cheers, “To many more!” You clink them together before drinking from them. You smile and snuggle into his side as you both eat your snacks.

You both end up under the mistletoe many more times. For something you hated before because you never experienced it, you certainly couldn’t get enough of it now that you had. And as long as it was making you happy, Kihyun was more than happy to oblige. Although you partake in games and feast, the plant is the most exciting part. And who were you to resist, especially when you get to kiss a guy like Kihyun?

As the last few guests filter out and all of you have rid the dorm of litter. And the rest of the members have retired to their rooms. You dance with Kihyun to the Christmas music that's softly filtering out of the speakers. You sway in his arms as you look over to the mistletoe. He whispers, “You wish to be kissed under there again?” You shrug as you look into his eyes, “Here’s fine, too.” He gives you a small kiss before spinning you underneath the mistletoe and kisses you again. When he pulls away, you wait a moment before pulling him back in, “Because one is never enough.”

You continue swaying underneath the mistletoe before hearing something clattering. You catch Changkyun sliding through the space between the island and cabinets to get a glass of water. You two snicker as he mumbles, “I can’t wait for you two to get tired of the mistletoe.” Kihyun smirks, “You’re just jealous you didn’t get to kiss anyone under it this year.” He scoffs as grabs his glass of water, “Good night, (Y/n). Good night, Ki...” You two giggle at Changkyun as he scoots back through the way he came. When he's made it safely back into his room, Kihyun asks, “One more, for good ole time's sake?” You nod, “Yeah, and then you can put it away tomorrow.” He smiles and brings you in for one last kiss underneath the mistletoe.

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Take My Picture~ Kihyun 1

Pairing- Kihyun x Named Reader

Word count- 1.5k

Includes- public sex, car sex, cock riding, multiple orgasms, slight Dom Kihyun, multiple orgasms, fluff

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Kihyun POV

Waiting in my car for my girlfriend, I take out my phone to take a few selfies

Holding the phone out, I take a few as the door to my car open as she gets in

"Hi baby", she says, leaning in and kissing my cheek

I smile and take a picture at the same time

I love having pictures with her in them with me

I don't post them because I can't announce us yet but I love looking at them

"More selfies?", she teases

"Always baby", I answer, handing her my phone

I know she wants to see them and send the ones she wants to her phone

The past few months with her have been amazing

She makes me so happy, makes me feel so loved

Going to her apartment and confessing to her was the best move of my life

I'm totally whipped for her, wanting to do anything to make her smile, make her laugh

I'd do anything for her

"This is so cute!", she squeals, showing me one selfie, "Post this one"

"Yeah?", I ask, glancing at the picture as I start the car

If we leave now we'll be right on time for the shoot

I glance over at her in the passenger

seat as she scrolls through my pictures and my mouth drops when I notice what she's wearing

How she looks

So hot in a black and white lacy short dress I bought her a week ago with her Nike sneakers I also bought for her

Sexy

She's fucking sexy

She's always gorgeous, stunning, hot

But this dress is showing all the right things but still keeping everything covered

Since I've seen her naked I just keep imagining what's under the dress

How I'm going to go through this photo shoot without fucking her in front of the photographer, I don't know

I'm getting hard and it's pressing against my jeans uncomfortably

Also making it hard to drive

I keep glancing over at her, seeing the exposed skin of her thighs and getting more and more horny until I can't take it anymore

I pull the car over by some trees that hide us slightly and turn it off

"Uh what are we doing Ki?", she asks confused

I don't answer her, contemplating on if anyone could see us here

I don't think so

"Ki?", she asks looking over at me

Even if people can see, I don't care

"Take you're panties off", I tell her, taking the phone from her hand throwing it into the back seat

"Wait what?"

"Take them off", I order

I know she likes it when I'm rough and tell her what to do

And right now I want her

So I have no problem telling her what I want

"Uh ok", she says and she lifts her ass off the seat and pulls them down

"Give it to me"

She hands them over and I see that it's some lacy thong thing that can cover absolutely none of her

"You better be wearing this for me", I growl

"Of course I am Ki. Who else would it be for?", she says

"It better only be for me"

"It is."

I toss it in the back seat with my phone then move the driver seat back and take off my seat belt

"Ki what are you doing? We're going to be late. The guys are going to start calling you nonstop"

I pull at my belt, undoing it and open my pants

I'm already so hard and she hasn't even touched me yet

The things she does to my body are crazy

But I love it

I pull my pants and boxers to my knees then lean back

I look over at her, her eyes wide and say, "Get on"

"Wha...what?"

"Get on my cock", I repeat

"But Ki-"

"Joanne, I will not move this car until you get your pussy on my cock and ride me"

Her mouth drops open but she says, "Ok"

She climbs over the cup holders and gets right on top of me

She hovers over me smirking

"This is what you want Kihyun?" she asks innocently

"Yes. I want you to take my cock like a good girl and slide up and down. I want you to make me cum. I want you to make yourself cum using my cock because I'm not moving. You are."

I feel her getting wetter at my words as she drips all over me

"You're not going to move?"

I shake my head, "No. You're going to use me to make yourself cum. I'm not going to touch you. If you want to cum, work for it."

"Ok I will."

She sinks herself down on me, bottoming me out and I gasp at the contact

"Fuck Ki. Love you're huge cock", she whimpers

"Mmm love your pussy baby. Nice and tight and wet"

She's seriously soaking my cock and my lap

It's great

She lift herself until just my tip is in her, then she tightens her pussy and slides back down my shaft

It feels so tight as she slides down and I moan

She starts moving faster, bouncing hard on me, holding her dress up

I have a good view of everything, because the car seat is not all the way down

I can see my cock going in and out of her, her leaving me soaked and slick with her cream

The sight makes me harder and closer to coming

But I don't want to yet, so I hold myself back

I want her to cum first, using me however she wants

I can't help but tell her, "Fuck baby, you know how to ride me so well"

"Hmmmmm", she says

I look up at her and I almost cum at the sight but stop myself in time

Her back is arched and her head is tilted back a little, eyes closes

Sweat is pouring down her cleavage and making that fucking tiny dress cling to her in all the right spots

I just watch her as she moves up and down and I feel my mouth hanging open

I feel her pussy start to tighten on me and I know she's close

She starts breathing harder and harder, getting tighter and tighter

I feel her cum coat my cock as she screams my name, pulsing around my length, orgasming beautifully

"Kihyun! Kihyun!"

God it feels so fucking good

I look back at where she's still bouncing on me and every time she goes up, I see my cock covered with her cum

"One more baby. Cum on my cock one more time"

She leans over me more, her hands on my shoulders, fingers twisting my shirt so much

Her mouth crashes to mine in a fiery kiss and my hands in her hair, shoving my tongue in her mouth, moaning

She fucks me desperately and I know I said I'm not going to touch her but I am

Pressing my thumb to her clit, I rub in circles, making her moan in my mouth

Her cunt pulls me inside her over and over, throbbing so fast

She shakes in my arms, her hand sliding in my hair, pulling hard as she orgasms

The ecstacy that hits me drives me over the edge and I yell her name as I cum inside her

"Joanne! Fuck baby girl! So good baby"

After a minute she stops bouncing as I finish and I pull her mouth back to mine in a kiss

The feeling of her arms around my neck is my favorite feeling in the world

"I love you", I tell her

"I love you", she answers, kissing my cheek then climbing back to the passenger seat

I just lie there and close my eyes for a minute, getting my breathing back to normal

"Damn baby you know how to work me up", I say when I can breathe

"Of course Ki. I know your body baby. I know what you like. I'll always do whatever you want to make you feel good. Just for you", she answers

My god, I was so lucky to land her

I sit up and pull her to me in a heated kiss, savoring the feel of her mouth, lips and tongue against mine

She's my everything and I love her so much

When the kiss ends she smiles then says, "We should clean up. We don't want any stains showing or the guys will never let you forget it

I laugh

She always knows how to make me laugh

"There's tissues or napkins in the glove compartment"

She opens it, grabs napkins and hands me some, both of us cleaning up

I fix my pants and move the car seat backup, then turn the car on

"Hey! My underwear!", she says

I smirk at her, "No. I want you bare and free in case I wanna fuck you at the shoot"

She gapes at me, "Really Ki?"

I nod, starting to drive, "So make sure that dress is down, covering your pussy until I pull it up"

She rolls her eyes, "Ok Ki"

Smiling, I take her hand, kiss the back of it then hold it tightly as we drive to the shoot

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Pretty Woman Pt. 5

Pretty Woman AU

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Word Count: 4.6 K

Synopsis: Rich business man, Kihyun Yoo finds himself lost driving in Los Angeles. Stopping for directions he meets you, a prostitute on Hollywood Boulevard. What starts as a one night stand soon becomes a weeklong proposition, as Kihyun needs arm candy for his visit in the city of angels.

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

~Admin V

             You’d never been on a boat before, yet alone a yacht. Kihyun assured you the speed would be so it wouldn’t feel like you were on water. He said it was like a large moving club.

             He decided to wear the tie you got him. Shyly, you showed him you got a dress that matched. To your surprise, he loved it, and told you in Korea couples actually wear the exact same outfit, so matching colors was in the realm of Korean culture.

             You could never get over his reactions each time he saw you, be it all dressed up in the blue chiffon or in nothing. He always looked at you like you were the biggest prize in a fair. The gown and his tie looked great together. Your makeup was in light shades of pink to offset the blue, and your hair was almost identical to how Minhyuk set it up.

             The party was starting late. The two of you arrived to the dock after ten o’clock and the yacht would be setting sail at eleven.

             Your mouth dropped upon seeing the yacht. It looked like a mansion on water. Everyone you saw was in formalwear like you and Kihyun. They held champaign flutes and laughed. You could see chandeliers inside the yacht from windows.

             It was a bit overwhelming to be around so many people. Last night it was just Hyunwoo and Jooheon. Tonight was a much bigger crowd, and you weren’t sure how well you could fit in. Remembering how Kihyun was this morning in the store, you tried to calm your nerves. Kihyun would protect you. He told you to stop fidgeting and smile.

             You held onto his arm tightly while you both walked around the deck. Kihyun smiled politely and nodded to other guests, so you did the same. An older gentleman came into view.

             “There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you.” The two men shook each other’s hands. Kihyun introduced you, then gave an introduction of the man.

             “This is my lawyer for the company, K.Will.”

             The man handed you a champaign glass and an uncomfortable shiver ran down your spine. You recognized his name from the dinner last night and thought about the story Kihyun shared in the tub. He must have been the other idol caught in a scandal.

             A woman who looked both incredibly expensive and bored appeared next to him. “This is my wife.”

             She didn’t even attempt to make her smile look genuine, and shaking her hand was like handling a dead fish. However, a celebrity passed you all, causing an authentic smile as she called after them, leaving your little group.

             K.Will made a comment about how she loved said celebrity and asked Kihyun if an important person they needed to help them take over Honey Bear Records was at the party. When Kihyun confirmed because he invited this person, K.Will grabbed his shoulders excitedly, exclaiming his love for him. He then excused himself to follow his wife.

             Once he was out of ear shot, you looked to Kihyun. “Real sincere guy.”

             “He’s a lawyer. Would you expect him to be any other way?”

             “You could freeze ice on his wife’s ass.” You’d never met such a frigid bitch, leave for the store clerks who refused you.

             Kihyun chuckled, “We’ll try that later.” He again took your arm in his and escorted you inside the yacht.

Your eyes widened once inside. It somehow got bigger from the inside. The lighting was dimly lit, giving a romantic atmosphere. Some waiters walked around carrying drinks and hors d'oeuvres. There was a bar, a food buffet, small tables and chairs, and even a dance floor.

In the middle of introducing you to a group of women he seemed familiar with, another gentlemen tapped Kihyun’s shoulder taking his attention, leaving you with the ladies.

             The ice-queen syndrome seemed to be customary in this world. One of the women looked you up and down with a sneer. “So, you must be the flavor of the month.” She turned away from you.

             Another woman looked embarrassed. “Don’t mind her. What she means is, Kihyun is a very eligible bachelor. He’s very sought after to land for marriage.”

             This was the reason Kihyun hired you. These women were jealous you were on his arm. And if they sought to marry him, that would be a lot of romantic hassle which Kihyun wasn’t here for.

             Your eyebrow twitched up as you looked to both of them. “Well, I’m not trying to land him. I’m just using him for sex.”

             The apologetic woman’s face turned red, and the snob turned with her mouth gaping. That caused you to smirk then excuse yourself to the bar.

             Kihyun joined your side. “Sorry for the interruption. Care to dance?” He offered his hand.

             However, before you got the chance to take it, more people came up to talk to him. Naturally, he was polite and talked with them, but again leaving you to fend for yourself. You decided to check out the buffet and found a small table to stand at.

             Watching Kihyun in conversations and shaking hands, it seemed like he was some kind of royalty. It wasn’t just women after his attention. Everyone wanted a piece of Kihyun. You thought of Minhyuk’s expression when seeing Kihyun’s name on the credit card. He was like a Korean Kennedy.

             A group of women were gossiping across from you, which you assumed was about your comment of using Kihyun for sex. You didn’t give them another thought, especially when the reality was that Kihyun was using you for sex, and once he left town, you’d never see these people ever again. As you watched him with the people crowding around him, you noticed that every one of them had the same hard frigidness about them. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that if Kihyun wasn’t rich or successful, they wouldn’t give him a second thought.

             Finally managing to escape the gathered entourage, he walked to your little table. “My apologies.”

             You popped a mini quiche in your mouth and shook your head, to signal it was no problem. “That’s why we’re here right?”

             He looked relieved and nodded his head in agreement.

             Smirking and lifting your eyebrow, you commented, “Good thing we got rid of your tension before the party, huh.”

             The stare he gave you was hard, but he had a playful smile with his tongue between his teeth. “How about that dance now?”

��            You were able to take his hand this time and he took you to the dance floor. At this point, you were not surprised that among Kihyun’s many talents was dancing. He spun you, dipped you, pulled and pushed you from his embrace. Being with him like this was fun. He pulled you close as the music became slower.

You looked into his eyes, and you couldn’t help but think, he didn’t belong with these people. He didn’t seem like them. You couldn’t imagine if it had been any of them picking you up the other night, that they’d be shy about getting to sex and wanting to talk, or buying you the whole breakfast menu, or even paying a store to suck up to you. They were all plastic; fake like Barbie Dolls.

“What are you thinking about?”

“You.”

His face lit up to your answer and a smirk fell in place. “Really?”

“These people are your friends?”

He looked around then back to you. “I spend time with them, yes.”

Looking around as well you sighed, “Well, no wonder.”

His eyebrow lifted and he looked at you curiously. “No wonder what?”

“No wonder you came looking for me.”

Both his brows furrowed to that, but he didn’t say anything else and continued dancing with you.

When the song finished, Kihyun took you to the upper deck of the yacht. You could see a view of the city from the water, but you were also far enough that you could also see some stars.

             The important person Kihyun had invited came into his line of vision.

             After assuring him you could entertain yourself, he walked over to the man. At least this one seemed nicer than who you’d met so far as you watched the two of them. He reminded you a bit of Changkyun.

             You heard your name being called and turned your attention to a smiling face.

             “Jooheon!” you beamed. “I didn’t know you would be here.”

             He smiled at you then looked over your appearance. “Wow. You look amazing.”

             Blushing, you tucked a stray hair behind your ear. “Thank you.”

             “What brings you here tonight.”

             You motioned in Kihyun’s direction. “I’m here with Kihyun.”

             A dark shade filled Jooheon’s face.

             “How about you? Are you enjoying the party?”

             A smile came back on his face. “Actually, I’m here to play in the house band.”

             “You play, really?”

             “Yup, not just the fancy CEO.” Both of you chuckled to that. “I play the drums. You wanna see the setup?”

             “Oh, I should stay with Kihyun.”

             That put a gleam in his eye. “He’s busy schmoozing. Besides, we’re on a boat out on the water. It’s not like he’d lose you.” Still not fully convincing you, Jooheon pulled on your hand. “Just five minutes.”

             Looking over to see Kihyun still occupied, you finally agreed.

             Jooheon escorted you back downstairs to a small stage area where some instruments were set up. It wasn’t a full drumset like you were expecting, but much quainter.

             “It’s so cute.”

             Jooheon laughed at that. “Cute? Not rugged and manly?”

             That made you laugh, too. “Sorry, no. Maybe if you play something?”

             His face lit up to the challenge.

Then you realized that maybe it wasn’t a good idea. Classical music was currently playing on speakers, and him playing would probably cause a scene. “I didn’t even think, I shouldn’t have suggested it.”

Looking completely unbothered he moved to sit behind the set. “No, it’s fine.” He situated himself and grabbed drumsticks. Quirking his ear to the music, you saw him counting time, then he began drumming along to the classical song. It was one of the coolest things you’d even seen.

A small crowd started gathering around him. When the song finished everyone, including you, clapped for him.

He put his sticks down and came back to your side. “Still cute?”

You shook your head. “Very rugged and manly.”

“Would you like to try it?”

“Playing the drums?”

He nodded.

“I’d rather not embarrass myself.”

“Ah, throwing the tentacle at Hyunwoo was too much for you then.” He had a sheepish smile.

Playfully smacking him, both of you laughed. “I’ll have you know that was my first time ever eating with chopsticks.”

“Noooo,” he replied sarcastically.

Putting your hands on your hips you glared at him. “I think I did pretty good for my first time. And I refused your pity fork!”

He laughed harder to that. “Yes, you did very well. But, I wasn’t the one who got you the pity fork. That was your boy, Kihyun.”

At the mention of his name, you looked to see if he’d made his way back downstairs. You found him, but he was in the middle of a conversation with K.Will. It didn’t look like a heated discussion, but Kihyun didn’t look happy having it.

“I hate that guy,” Jooheon sighed.

You looked at him wide eyed. “Kihyun?” Not that you could blame him. He was after all trying to take his company.

“K.Will.”

That piqued your curiosity. “Do tell.”

“Have you met him?”

“Just introductions.”

“And what did you think of him?”

The uncomfortable shiver came back to mind. There was definitely a negative vibe.

Jooheon could see it in your expression. “Trust your gut on that.”

Other men holding instruments came out to the small stage.

“Guess that’s your cue.” You were a bit disappointed. You were having fun with Jooheon.

“It appears that way.” He gave a small wave and went back to the drumset.

Looking around again, you didn’t see Kihyun, and decided to find another standing table to watch the band. As they played, you enjoyed their sound. You wondered if this band was part of the company. Is that why Jooheon got so upset? Would he be one of the groups Kihyun was going to sell off?

You smiled, even laughed a little when Jooheon pointed a drumstick in your direction. You made a show to dance a little to the music.

“Having a good time?” K.Will was now standing next to you.

Smile still in place, you answered honestly. “I’m having a great time.”

“Must be very different from Hollywood Boulevard.”

Your smile fell and your blood felt cold. “W-what?” You couldn’t look at him and focused on Jooheon.

“Kihyun told me everything.”

What. The. Fuck.

“So, when he heads back to South Korea, perhaps you and I could get together.”

What the fuck. What were you supposed to do? Right now you were playing the role of arm candy. Making Kihyun look good. You weren’t in hooker-mode. You weren’t ready for him to come at you like this. You didn’t want to be in this conversation. At the end of the day, you got to choose your Tricks. K.Will wasn’t one you’d choose. If you said no though, would he make a scene and expose you?

“Sure, why not?” Your robot self was back.

He chuckled happily to himself then rested his hand on your shoulder. His thumb stroked up and down, causing your skin to crawl. “Good, why don’t we do just that. I’ll be seeing you.” Letting go of you, he walked away.

Your heartbeat raced as panic took over. You looked up and saw a group of women gossiping. Were they talking about you? Did they know your secret? Why would Kihyun hire you then tell people? Were you just a game to him? You wanted to leave. Needed to leave.

Unfortunately, the yacht was still out on the water. You had no place to go. Ignoring everyone around you, even though you had a growing suspicion they knew you were a prostitute, you rushed to the women’s bathroom.

It was small, with only 2 stalls and one sink, but there was a plush chair across from the sink, so you sat in it. You were planning to live in it until the yacht docked.

An older woman came into the bathroom. She looked concerned the second she saw you. “Are you alright, dear?”

Not feeling like speaking you just shook your head.

“Seasickness?”

You nodded in response hoping it would get her to leave you be.

“I have some Dramamine. Let me get you a glass of water.”

She left the bathroom. At least she didn’t seem to know what you were.

When she came back, Kihyun was with her. He rushed to your side, kneeling down to your level.

“You’re not feeling well?”

How could you feel well? Looking at him filled you with disgust as well as a new sense of rage. This apparently helped to make you look seasick.

“I’m fine.”

“We’re docking in 30 minutes. We’ll get off right away.”

He informed you that he had to bid farewell to the other party goers and left you alone.

You thanked the woman as she handed you the water and medicine.

When the yacht landed, you very much did not want Kihyun near you or touching you in anyway, but because he thought you were sick, he insisted on helping you to walk to the limo. During the ride back to the hotel he kept asking how you were, and the only thing you could manage that wouldn’t cause you to blow up was “I’m fine.”

Finally you were back in the hotel. “Are you feeling better?”

You just wanted to get into the bathroom away from him. “Fine.”

Kihyun huffed. “You’ve been saying ‘fine’ all night. Can I get another word please?”

Turning your attention from the bathroom door, you turned giving him your nastiest sneer. “Asshole. There’s a word.” You slammed the bathroom door and leaned against it. Then you thought, why should you hide? Already calling him an asshole, he deserved to have his rich, spoiled self knocked on his ass.

Opening the door, you made yourself calm before speaking. “Tell me one thing, why’d you make me dress up?”

He looked completely unbothered by your name-calling and outburst. “Well for one thing, the occasion called for it. You saw how everyone was dressed tonight.”

The fact that he seemed oblivious to your anger brought it on stronger inside you. “No. What I mean is, if you’re going to go around telling everyone I’m a hooker, why make me dress up?”

He looked slightly taken aback, but didn’t answer.

“That way, when creeps like your lawyer come up to me and make a pass, at least when I’m in my own clothes, I’m ready, I’m prepared.”

The surprise was now gone from his face. “I didn’t know K.Will approached you. I’m very sorry that he did that at all. I’m not happy with him, but he is my attorney. I’ve known him a long time. He thought you were some kind of a corporate spy working for Honey Bear.”

That was his excuse? K.Will was his friend so it’s okay? “Are you my pimp now? Think you can pass me around to all your little rich friends? I’m not some little toy.”

The frustration was clear on his face. “I know you’re not a toy.”

You walked away from him not caring what else he had to say.

“I know you’re not,” he called your name, his voice getting louder. “I’m speaking to you. Come back here.”

Facing him, you let the anger seethe out from your gaze.

“I hate to point out the obvious, but you are, in fact, a hooker, as well as my employee for the week.”

Was he serious? He thought he owned you. “I’m not your anything! I say who. I say when. I say . . .” You were so mad you couldn’t think straight.

Kihyun interrupted you, his voice still raised. “I refuse to spend the next 3 days fighting. I said I was sorry, I meant it. End of discussion.”

Disbelief washed over you. No where in the conversation had he apologized. And oh no, he didn’t want to fight so he got to end the argument? To hell with that. To hell with him. “Having money doesn’t give you the right to treat people like you’re better than them. You apologized? The fuck you did. Well don’t worry, you don’t need to worry about arguing for the next 3 days.”

He mumbled some snarky little comments, but you weren’t listening. You looked around the closet for the cocktail dress and Michelle Obama. Once finding them and draping them on your arm, you collected your boots and hooker-wear.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving. I’m done. I want my money, and I’m gone.” Reaching under the bed you grabbed your bag.

There was no response from him, but you could feel him staring at your back. “We still have the rest of the week.”

“You made it very clear how you treat your employees and regardless of what you think of me, I fucking deserve better than that. I want my money.” Crossing your arms, you stared at the wall, not daring to look at him.

There was no more conversation. After what seemed like a long time, Kihyun walked out of the bedroom and left you alone.

             You looked at the bed where he tossed a large sum of bills. $8,000 could really change your life. But you were so pissed off at Kihyun. You didn’t want to take anything from him you didn’t truly earn. Didn’t want him having an excuse like you owed him something. You still had the $700 from the first night, which would suffice. Ignoring the money, you walked out of the bedroom, ignored Kihyun playing with papers at the desk, and left the hotel room.

             Why was the elevator taking so long? You pressed the down button again in case it didn’t take the first time. The door to the penthouse opened. You looked straight ahead, pretending you didn’t see Kihyun walking toward you.

             He angled himself to be slightly between you and the elevator. “I’m sorry.” His voice was quiet, reserved. “I wasn’t prepared to answer questions about us. I was stupid.” He sighed. “And cruel. An asshole as you said. I didn’t mean it. You absolutely deserve to be treated better than how I treated you tonight.” He took another long exhale. “I don’t want you to go. Will you stay the week?”

             His apology seemed sincere, but you couldn’t dismiss your anger so easily. Still not looking in his direction, you asked, “Why?”

             From the corner of your eye, you saw him looking down, as if he were ashamed. “I saw you talking to Jooheon Lee tonight.”

             “So?” Was that it? He thought you were gonna turn on him and expose his plans to Jooheon?

             “I didn’t like it.”

             His response caught you off guard and you finally looked at him. “We were just talking.”

             A small smirk appeared on his face. “I didn’t like it.”

             The elevator binged and Hyungwon smiled, stepping slightly out the doors. “Going down?”

             Kihyun looked to you. It was your decision. He wouldn’t stop you if you wanted to go, but he already told you that he wanted you to stay.

             The confession that he was jealous of Jooheon lifted a small bit of anger, but not all of it. However, he did finally give you an actual apology. Could you give him another chance?

             Looking at Hyungwon, you shook your head. The taller man’s face fell, taking in the situation. He stepped back into the elevator and the doors closed.

             You exhaled to steady your voice from sounding shaky. “You hurt me.”

             He looked into your eyes. “Yes.”

             At least he was acknowledging his fuckup.

             “I’m not ready to forgive you.”

             “I understand.”

             Your glare into his eyes was hard. You wanted him to make no mistake that what you were about to say was a threat. “Don’t hurt me again.”

             He nodded in understanding and offered to take some of the things in your arms to carry back into the hotel room.

           Once everything was put back in place, Kihyun moved as if to leave the bedroom.

           “If you want my forgiveness, you’ll sleep in the same bed with me tonight.”

           Surprise was on his face, but he stopped moving.

           “You’re allowed to sleep in the bed you’re paying for. We do have sex. I don’t know why you can’t sleep next to me.”

           He opened his mouth to answer then closed it.

           “Are you embarrassed to sleep next to me?”

           “No.”

           You raised your eyebrows waiting for his answer.

           “I didn’t want to bother you. I’m not good at sleeping.”

           That put a smile on your face for the first time since the party. “You’re not good at sleeping?”

           “I have trouble falling asleep, always thinking about work and what I need to do in the morning. Then I can’t get comfortable in bed and toss and turn. Then if I do finally fall asleep, I’m such a light sleeper that if I snore, I wake myself up.”

           Your anger was starting to melt away. How could you be mad when he was this cute and endearing? “You won’t bother me by sleeping in the same bed. Or not-sleeping laying next to me.”

           He gave you a firm look, making sure you meant it and weren’t just being nice. But you’ve never minced words with him yet. Why lie?

           Kihyun helped you out of your dress, and you helped with his tie.

           Once the two of you were ready for bed, you both got in facing each other. Neither of you closed your eyes to sleep, but looked at each other. Even with the lights out, you studied the contours of each other’s face.

           “You’re so beautiful.”

           Glad your blush couldn’t be seen in the darkness, you weren’t sure what to say.

           “Can you explain it to me?”

“How I’m beautiful?”

He gave a low chuckle. “No. How you came to be in this profession.”

No one had ever asked you how you became a hooker.

“I guess it would start when I was younger. Not being a prostitute, just the story.”

He watched you curiously, never taking his eyes off yours.

“Everyone in my family constantly said that when I would be older boys would be all over me. I’d have so many boyfriends. Even my grandfather. He taught me a few ways to get rid of them if they didn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.

“In middle school I expected to be popular with boys, but I wasn’t. They liked my friends, but never me. I felt so disappointed. Why wasn’t I living up to the hype I’d always gotten? So in high school, when a boy finally liked me, I didn’t care about his personality, just that I’d finally have a first boyfriend.

“He was older, and he wanted to go out here to California. I followed him. Next thing I knew, I was here with no money or friends, or even him. I worked at a few fast food places, and parked cars as a valet, but it wasn’t enough to make rent. I was too ashamed to go home.

“One night I ended up in this 24-hour diner, and a group of hookers were there, sharing details about the Tricks they just turned and how much money they’d made. Tired of my third week of living on ramen, I decided to do it.

“I was so scared the first time. I shook the whole time and was awkward. I didn’t know what to do and ended up crying. But eventually, I became friends with some other girls who gave me tips and I got myself a few regular clients. I could pay rent and eat something that didn’t need to be microwaved.” Saying it out loud, your life sounded so pathetic to you. “No one plans this. It’s not a childhood dream anyone has.”

His gaze was piercing. That power was back, pulling you in. “You could be so much more. I saw you tonight. You lit up every place you stepped on that yacht. Even at dinner last night. You have so much charm. You don’t hold back what you’re thinking. You’re not afraid to be yourself.”

Those were not compliments you’d heard from anyone else. Of course being a sex worker  came with negative comments all the time, but even before that, back when you were home. “When people put you down enough, you start to believe it.”

Looking at you for a moment, a small smile formed on his face. “I think you’re a bright, very special woman.”

You could see he was being sincere. Fighting a yawn, you answered. “It’s easier to believe the bad stuff.”

He held your gaze for a few more moments then reached for your chin like he had in Façade. “Why don’t you sleep.”

“Okay.” You reached up for his hand and held it in yours, closing your eyes and letting everything fade.

#kihyun #yoo kihyun #monsta x #kihyun fic #monsta x fic #kihyun scenario #monsta x scenario #kpop fic #kpop scenario

[heisthetypeof]

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Kihyun is the type of boyfriend to pick you up after work every day, at least he tries to do it everyday. He would buy you a full set of self defense keychain so you will have something to defend yourself when he is not there.

However, Kihyun hopes you won't ever have to use them.

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[honeyimissjoo]

songs that remind me of you ❤️ [insp. 1, 2]

#mx7net #shownu #wonho #minhyuk #jooheon #kihyun #hyungwon #changkyun #monstaxedits #wonhoedits #songs from my 2023 wrapped that remind me of mx + wh #i made this for a wonho fic idea i has for 2 yrs now #e.w #e.g #mx

[tinytinyblogs]

Minhyuk As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Monsta X Masterlist Here

He loves playing games with you, and he'll happily spend all day doing so. You'll both scream so loudly when you lose, but I hope your neighbors don't mind! You and Minhyuk are the loudest gamers in the neighborhood. You scream and shout and cheer so loudly that your neighbors probably think you're crazy. But you don't care, because you're having too much fun. You'll spend hours playing your favorite games, whether it's Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros., or League of Legends. You'll trash-talk each other and laugh at each other's misfortunes. You'll even get a little competitive, but it's all in good fun. When you finally lose, you'll both scream and shout in frustration. But then you'll laugh it off and start a new game. You'll never get tired of playing games together, because it's always so much fun.

Minhyuk knows how to make you smile, and spending time with him is always so much fun. So when he's away for a few days, you might feel a little bored. But don't worry, there are plenty of things you can do to keep yourselves entertained.

Minhyuk suggested adopting a puppy on a whim, and you thought it was a great idea. You spent the whole day running around the house taking pictures of the puppy, trying to get the perfect shot. You and Minhyuk had been talking about getting a puppy for a while, but you never really took the initiative to do it. But one day, Minhyuk came home from work and said, "I think we should adopt a puppy." You were a little surprised, but you were also excited. You had always wanted a puppy, and you knew Minhyuk would be a great dog dad.

This man will be extremely worried if you get sick or if he sees you crying in front of him. He will do whatever it takes to take care of you, even if it means googling how to take care of you or calling Kihyun at 3 a.m. in the morning. He will hold your hand and tell you everything is going to be okay. He will get you a warm blanket and a cup of tea. He will stay up with you all night if he has to. He will do whatever it takes to make sure you feel better. He knows that you are his priority, and he will do anything to make sure you are happy and healthy. He is the most caring and supportive person you know, and you are lucky to have him in your life.

Minhyuk would love to take you to all the cute and aesthetic places in town. He would start by taking you to a cafe with a beautiful view. You would order coffee and pastries, and you would sit outside and people-watch. Then, he would take you to a flower shop, where you would pick out a bouquet of flowers for each other. After that, you would go for a walk in the park, and you would take some couple photos in front of the fountain. For dinner, he would take you to a restaurant with a romantic atmosphere. You would order your favorite dishes, and you would talk for hours. After dinner, he would walk you back to your apartment, and he would kiss you goodnight. Minhyuk would be so proud to be your boyfriend, and he would want everyone to know it. He would show the members the couple photos he took of you, and he would tell them all about the date. He would tell them about the food you ate, the things you did, and how much fun you had together. He would be so happy to have you in his life, and he would want to share his happiness with everyone.

Minhyuk is so proud to be your boyfriend that he can't help but brag about you to his members. He'll tell them stories about your dates, your conversations, and even your quirks. At first, they'll be happy for him, but eventually they'll start to get tired of hearing about you all the time. They might even start to tease him about it. But Minhyuk doesn't care. He's just so happy to have you in his life, and he wants everyone to know about it. Even though the members might get tired of hearing about you, they would still be happy for Minhyuk. They would know that he's found someone special, and they would be supportive of his relationship with you.

Your relationship with Minhyuk is always exciting and never dull. You always have something to look forward to, whether it's a new date night, a weekend getaway, or just spending time together at home. Minhyuk always knows how to make you laugh, and he always makes you feel loved and appreciated. You feel like the luckiest person in the world to have Minhyuk in your life. He is everything you could ever want in a partner. He is kind, funny, supportive, and loving. He always puts your needs first, and he always makes you feel special. Minhyuk tells you that he loves you more and more every day. He says that you are the most amazing person he has ever met, and that he can't imagine his life without you. You believe him, because you feel the same way about him.

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[jnginlov]

happy birthday texts

monsta x wishes you happy birthday

warnings mentions of kissing/making out (minhyuk, hyungwon), lots of pet names, mention of food (wonho, minhyuk, hyungwon, joohoney)

↼ monsta x masterlist

note this is super self indulgent, i mean it is a birthday gift to myself so whatever

#monsta x fanfic #monsta x x reader #shownu x reader #wonho x reader #minhyuk x reader #kihyun x reader #hyungwon x reader #joohoney x reader #jooheon x reader #changkyun x reader #i.m x reader #hyunwoo x reader #hoseok x reader #boyfriend texts #monsta x texts #text fic

[j0514x]

Wonho + Monsta X - hands

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Hyungwon -

His hands are found in poems spilled from bleeding authors, in paintings rendered with oil so finely the brush hairs could be counted by eye. Ever so translucent, his skin is blushed with reddened knuckles, veins rivers blue. The smallest moment of action immortalised in the canvas of his hands. Angular, they cast harsh shadows, ink black spilling in the chasms behind tendons. You stroke over the bruises on his knuckles; he responds impossibly small, timid, fingertips pulling you closer.

Shownu -

Shaped with artistic intent, they don curves, slopes, edges so beautifully unique. You brush past the flat of his thumbnail, trail caught on the peak of his knuckle. Ridges of tendons twitch under your touch; he watches your travels fondly. Tension radiates through his hand, movements to diversify the landscape you explore. Knuckle to knuckle you walk, before taking his hand in its entirety, threading his fingers with yours.

Wonho -

Rough, blistered, they never rest. He treats them as well as he can, nails tidy and glossy, but the weight they carry leaves remnants of itself on his palms. Collateral damage of his will. You graze a finger across the calloused skin, he laughs, hand squeezing yours. Always so warm, a strength to them that doesn't threaten but reassures. He uses his free hand a frame, bringing it to cup the side of your face. A thumb strokes across the stubble peppered on your skin, a morning rushed, mirrored roughness. He still hasn't let go of your other hand.

Minhyuk -

Expansive, they hold the world with ease. Slender fingers, delicate, but always with a paint stain on of the edge of his clipped nails. Blue, normally. They move with purpose, with practiced skill, stability. They tremble still, in moments uncertain, but you hold them steady, tracing a thumb over the defined tendons, over the plush of his palm. He thanks you with safety, with a grasp that will protect you for as long as it can.

Kihyun -

Teasing, dangerous. He knows the subtle movements, the inconspicuous actions that reward him with legs crossed to hide a sudden secret. He knows the way his fingers move in fluidity, stroking his mic stand, up and down... The way he'll mindlessly spin a ring around the soft flesh of a finger, tarnished silver dizzy. The way he'll trace his own contours, fingers rubbing at the protrusion of bones, of tendons and veins. He knows the way you never look away; the way you keep pulling your sweater slightly so slightly lower.

Jooheon -

Hidden in the warmth of his sweater sleeves, he keeps them safe. A soft 'hyung', and you steal his attention, fingers instinctively reaching out for yours, offer of shared protection on their tips. His hands only feel whole with yours, adopting them as such, sharing pockets, sleeves, gloves... He lets go only with a pout, and a promise to return.

Changkyun -

A silent voice, he tells with his hands what his lips cannot. Eyes drawn down, slim fingers find comfort in each other, a ring being spun, a nail being traced. Hands folded in on themselves. Palm warm, a hand on knee, thumb stroking the thigh soothingly. The expanse of his hand offering comfort, reassurance. Duality, forever on his wrist, forever in his hands.

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#monsta x #monsta x imagine #wonho #wonho imagine #kpop imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x reactions #wonho scenarios #lists. #monsta x fic #hyungwon #shownu #jooheon #changkyun #kihyun #minhyuk

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Greatest Gift

Summary: This Christmas might just change everything, but in the best way possible.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 2,328

Kihyun x Reader

Prompt: 12. Make your own prompt. - "You're the most beautiful gift I could have ever hoped for. A gift I want to keep forever. Will you allow me?" ------ I was thinking Christmas proposal/ engagement 🤭 ------ Gender neutral ------ With the one and only Yoo Kihyun 🤩 ------ Thank you and happy holidays! 

[A/n: I think I physically ascended when I first read this and pictured him saying it. And to whoever sent this ask, just know I love you and I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. This was absolutely self-indulgent for me. I hope it’s very indulgent for you too.]

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It was finally Christmas morning, and you couldn't be more excited as you opened your eyes. When you were a kid, you’d wake up at six am sharp, rushing over to the Christmas tree, hurrying your parents down the stairs to open presents. While the excitement faded a bit over the years, you still were excited to spend the whole day with Kihyun. Who, for the past seven Christmases, made you feel the joy of the holiday again. 

You throw the blanket down, ready to run down, until you notice Kihyun isn't beside you, ready to push you out of the way as he runs to the tree, too. Your heart sinks, worrying that he left without you, before the door opens, and in pops Kihyun. 

You sigh, full of relief, as he enters, “Don't worry, I didn't start unwrapping without you.” You smile as he walks in with a tray full of breakfast foods. He carefully walks, not wanting to spill anything. You hold your hands out and grab the tray after moving his blanket back so he can crawl back underneath them. With him all settled, he says, “This is my first Christmas gift to you.” You smile as you thank him and kiss his cheek as you settle the tray down over your legs. And see that he prepared everything just like how you liked it. 

Which was different than any of the Christmases before, so you ask, “Did you grow up having breakfast on Christmas?” He shrugs, “It depended if my parents woke up before my brother and I.” You nod, “Ah, I always woke up before mine, so I guess that’s why we never had it.” He laughs, “I can see that. You're usually up before I am. I had to sneak out of here when you rolled over.” You laugh, and he smiles, “I love you.” You blush, “Ever since you wanted to say I love you more easily, you’ve certainly worked on it. But I love you too.” He smiles, and you lean your head on his shoulder after eating another bite of waffles. 

You reiterate to him, “I mean it, you know? Every day that I wake up, and you’re beside me. I’m so thankful.” He kisses the top of your head, “I’m so grateful that I get to fall asleep beside you. I wish we always got to, like those married couples on TV.” You nod, not thinking much of the fact he specified them being married. “Me too, but I guess that’s the beauty of it. Even when they’re apart, they’re together.” He hums, and you move your head off his shoulder to finish your meal. 

When you've both finished eating, he moves the tray, and you follow him down the stairs excitedly. When he asks, “Do you want to start the dinner with me first, and then we open presents?” You pout, “You’re no fun.” He laughs, “But you love me anyway.” You grin, “Yeah. Let’s make it!” Even though it was different, you shrugged it off and happily went with it. You both moved away from the living room and into the kitchen. 

You pull out your cookbook and find the correct settings for the ham. And set the oven as he pulls it out and places it into the sink you cleaned the night before. He takes off the wrapping while you prepare the pan. You hold the bag out for him to put it in before dunking it with a sugary drink and adding brown sugar and fruits to the top. As you smother it, you ask, “Isn’t it kind of sacrilegious for you to eat ham?” He blinks at you before he realizes what you meant and bumps you with his hip. “No, two different animals.” You giggle, “I know, plus you’re more of a shark.” He smirks, “You know just what to say.” You grin and wash off your hands before tying the bag. You hear the buzzer ring, open the door, and put it into the oven as Kihyun washes his hands.

He starts cutting up veggies for the two of you to eat while you watch a Christmas movie, and you pull out a smaller cutting board to work alongside him. You make a small veggie tray for the two of you to snack on. Before heading to the living room, “So, Mr. Let’smakedinnerfirst. When are we going to open our presents?” He looks at the time before looking back at you, “Later.” You tilt your head, “Why?” He shrugs, and you realize he must have a big surprise waiting under the tree for you, or he wouldn’t be hesitant to open presents. 

In fact, this is the first time in seven years. He’s waited to open presents. You want to say something to that fact, but you hold back. Whatever the reason was, it was a good one. And you didn’t want to ruin your surprise by pestering him because you knew he’d probably blurt it out due to his nerves. You let it go and eat your veggies while watching ‘Arthur Christmas,’ “You know, this is probably the most plausible Santa Claus movie.” He agrees, and you both watch as the little girl finally gets her present after the hundreds of trials and tribulations it took to get to her house. Santa finally made it. He says as the movie ends, “I think that was the best role for the older brother to fit.” You agree, “I think it was perfect how everyone ended up.” He nods, and you both get up from your cuddled position to start prepping other things to eat alongside the ham. 

As you’re peeling an orange, he looks at the packaging and watches as you eat a slice, “Shouldn’t you not be eating these?” You tilt your head at him, and he goes, “Because you’re a cutie.” You laugh and tap his shoulder, “Ki!” He grins, “I’m right, you know.” You gasp as he steals the rest of your peeled orange and eats it. And you exclaim, “Kihyun!” He laughs before handing you another orange to peel. You push it back into his hands and cross your arms, and he shakes his head as he peels it for you, “Happier?” You grin as you snatch it before offering him a piece, which he gladly takes. “Now, we’ve both had one full one. And yeah, I’m happier now.” He smiles, “Good.” 

To avoid having loads of dishes later, you start doing the dishes now. As you scrub one, you feel his arms slide around you before pulling you against him. He links his hands around you and says, “I love you. I hope you know how happy you make me.” You look back at him, “I love you too. And you make me very happy, too.” You put another dish on the rack to dry, and he unlinks his arms, grabs a cloth to dry, and puts the clean dishes away. As he puts away the plates, he starts singing one of your favorite love songs. You hum softly along until he encourages you to sing with him. He pulls you away from the soapy sink and holds your hands as he serenades you. He waits for you to sing your lines before he continues along. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve heard his singing voice. It still sends shivers down your spine. You grin as the two of you sing in harmony. 

As he finishes the song with butterflies running amuck in your stomach, he asks, “If you could be with me forever, would you?” You take a second to process his question before answering, “Of course I would. But I’ve already told you that.” He grins, “I know, but I just like hearing you say it.” You shake your head and smile at him. And he places a kiss on your forehead before you both finish up the current dirty dishes. The oven rings after you’ve finished and you put away your cookbook. Kihyun pulls the ham out of the oven and opens the bag while you turn the stove on. 

And in no time, you’re eating Christmas dinner in front of the TV. Usually, you’d eat at the dining table, but because of the holiday and all the specials playing, you just had to eat in the living room. You both could clean up later if it gets dirty anyway. You watch ‘A Year Without A Santa Claus’ as you eat and giggle at the Miser Brothers' scenes, but find yourself sniffling at the “I believe in Santa Claus” song, and you turn to see Kihyun do the same thing. And you nuzzle closer to him, wary not to tip your plate. You finish your plate as the movie ends, and you both head back to the kitchen to clean up and throw trash away. It takes a while before you’re done and your hands are clean again. You head back to the living room, finding you both still have to open presents. You look over at Kihyun with pleading eyes and a pout, and he nods. 

“Can I put it on tape?” You blink at him, “Tape?” He shakes his head, “I meant- I mean, film it on my camera?” You shrug, “Yeah, it’ll be nice to look back on next Christmas.” He smiles, “Maybe even more than that.” You grin and agree. He sets up his phone to film you both opening your presents. You drag your present piles over to the couch in front of his phone, and you do your best to ignore the camera as Kihyun does so effortlessly. You shake off any nerves before diving right into your pile while he does the same. You received a gift from each of your friends and a few from Kihyun. You open your friends' gifts first and appreciate each gift before ripping open the next package. 

The pile of paper around you two becomes bigger and bigger as you open more and more presents. You look over to see Kihyun starting to open one of your presents. You smile as he opens the dark blue sweater you got him. He looks over at you as he puts it to his chest, “You got me the perfect shade of blue.” He winks at you as he takes his current sweater off before ripping off the price tag from the label and putting it on. He waits for you to open one of his, and you smile as you rip it open. And out falls a (f/c) cardigan, “I know you love wearing mine a lot, but I thought you should have one that went with more of your outfits.” You follow suit, ripping the tag off, and grin as you slip it over your long sleeve, “I love it.” You open your last two gifts from him and show him happily, and he shows you his.

You're looking through your pile to ensure you didn't miss anything. When Kihyun clears his throat, you don’t think much of it but still look over at him to watch him slip off the couch onto his knee. You ask, “You want help cleaning up?” Thinking that’s why he was getting off the couch and onto the floor. He shakes his head before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box with a tiny bow on top of it. You whisper, “No way,” as you realize what he’s doing. You quickly move to sit properly and move all the wrapping paper and gifts off your lap. To truly perceive what’s going on. Now you know why he wants to film it other than his regular filming and photographing habits. He smiles as he watches you. When you finish, he’s moved a few things blocking his view. 

He opens the box and reveals a darling ring with your favorite stone in the middle. But what causes you to start crying is when he says, “You're the most beautiful gift I could have ever hoped for. A gift I want to keep forever. Will you allow me?” You move the sleeve of your new cardigan down over your right hand to wipe your eyes before answering, “Of course.” He slips the ring over your left finger as you continue your answer, “You’re the greatest gift I could have hoped for. When I said earlier, I would be with you forever if I could. I meant it. I love you so much. I won’t just allow you to. I want you to. And I want to be with you forever.” He smiles, and you grin as you get on the floor in front of him and pull him into your arms.

When you've gained some composure, you ask, “Is this why you wanted to wait to open presents?” He nods, “I wanted it to be perfect.” You shake your head, “Even if it was a messy proposal. As long as it was from you, it’d always be perfect.” He holds you tighter, and you feel tears hitting, dampening your layers of clothes. You move your head away from his shoulder to look him in the eyes, “I knew five months into dating you I wanted to marry you.” He sniffles as you wipe his tears. And he reaches up to do the same. You can’t help but grin at him, “I love you. Oh, how I love you.” He tells you proudly, “I love you with my whole heart.” before cupping your cheeks and bringing you into a passionate-filled kiss. 

When you are both back on the couch, you ask another question, “And is that why you wanted to film it so badly?” He nods, “Yeah, I wanted us to keep this moment forever.” You smile as you kiss his nose, “Me too. I'm glad you did. We should play it at our wedding.” He grins, “That's exactly what I was thinking.”

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Pretty Woman Finale

Pretty Woman AU

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Word Count: 2.6 K

Synopsis: Rich business man, Kihyun Yoo finds himself lost driving in Los Angeles. Stopping for directions he meets you, a prostitute on Hollywood Boulevard. What starts as a one night stand soon becomes a weeklong proposition, as Kihyun needs arm candy for his visit in the city of angels.

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4   Part 5   Part 6   Part 7

~Admin V

             You had trouble sleeping in your own bed. Partly because there were so many possibilities for you now and your mind was playing any and all ideas, and partly because you were spoiled by the Baverse mattress and couldn’t get comfortable.

As you lay awake, you worked out your plans for the next day. First, you’d have to stop by the library and use the computer to look up housing in San Fran. The idea of renting a car to get there seemed more comfortable with all your newly acquired belongings than toting everything on a bus.

Checking out schools for completing your G.E.D. was also on your list. You’d work on the job situation once you got there. The school could have programs to help you with that.

And Kihyun. You couldn’t stop yourself from thinking about him. His heartbroken face when you told him you weren’t going to spend the night with him. The way he nodded at the door when he screamed for K.Will to get the hell out. How his lips felt against yours the night before when you kissed him again and again.

At some point you’d finally dozed off. Frantic knocking on your door woke you. Looking at the clock it was a bit after 10a.m. The landlord must’ve been antsy for the rent. Sifting through the envelop from Kihyun, you grabbed what was due, but when you opened the door, it wasn’t the landlord standing before you.

His shoulders relaxed when he sighed with relief. “You’re here.”

Your jaw fell slack. “Kihyun? Aren’t you supposed to be on a plane to Korea?” You glanced around in the hall. “How do you know where I live?”

“Changkyun. When I was checking out, he casually mentioned that the limo driver took you home yesterday.” He took a deep breath. He must’ve run up all the flights of stairs to your floor.

Gesturing for him to enter your apartment, he took another breath of relief.

Facing you, he continued. “I’m an idiot.”

You smiled to that. “Yeah?”

He was flustered. It was clear there was so much he wanted, needed to express but didn’t know where to start. “You said this week changed everything for you. It changed everything for me as well. It just took me longer to realize it.” He began pacing in front of you, his words spewing out quickly. “Never, not in a million years would I have bought Honey Bear Records to save it. I was on the path of destruction and had absolutely no intention of ever getting off of it. But you,” he ran his fingers through his hair and looked you in the eyes. “You showed me I still have a heart. I don’t have to be the villain I’d turned myself into.

“When I told you I wanted to put you up in a condo and see you, that wasn’t my intention to have you waiting for me; waiting for money, waiting for me to use you. That was old me. How I dealt with past relationships. They’ve always been about me using them when I needed them.” He cringed at himself when he heard what he’d just said.

Stroking his arm to let him know it was okay and you weren’t running from him, you encouraged him to continue.

“I like who I am with you. And, it will be a learning process. I’m sure that I will still do and say things to fuck it all up, but I can’t let you go.”

Mouth agape again, you could only stare at him.

His confidence was back as he squared his shoulders and took your hands in his. “I can’t go back to South Korea, not without you. I don’t care if we stay here in Los Angeles, or even here in this apartment.” You noticed his grimace as he looked around but he quickly recovered to a face of sincerity. “I don’t care where I am, as long as I’m with you.

“I can understand if you don’t want me buying everything and doing everything for you. You’re a self-made woman and I respect that about you. But I do have money, and I don’t see why it can’t be used if it will help you.” He went back to pacing, seeming to have said something he hadn’t meant to.

“What’s wrong, Kihyun?”

He stopped and focused on you. “You’re not my personal prostitute or beck-and-call girl. I know you’re not.” Taking a deep breath, he stepped closer and looked into your eyes. “But I want you to be mine.”

Your heart beat sped and you felt a blush in your cheeks.

He lifted your chin with his fingers so you were looking him in the eye. “You said yesterday you wanted me to love you. Love you for you. I . . .” He took a sharp inhale, but it didn’t stop his lip from quivering. “I . . .” he tried again.

You couldn’t help the wide grin that spread across your face. “I love you, too.”

Though he looked comforted, it didn’t stop another tremble of his lips and you saw tears sitting in his eyes. They closed when you leaned up and pressed your forehead against his.

“You don’t have to say it back if you’re not ready. We’ve only known each other a week after all.” You kissed the tip of his nose.

Sighing, he pressed away from you to look at you. “It’s not that.” His voice was squeaky and it pulled at your heartstrings. He’d finally slowed down his words. “When I’ve said it before in past relationships, I never meant it. Not like I mean it now.” The tears overwhelmed him as they now trickled down his cheeks. “I’m scared,” he breathed.

Carefully, you held his face in your hands. “You don’t need to be. I am yours.”

When he smiled, you couldn’t help yourself from giving him a soft, chaste kiss. He pressed back, and the two of you took the moment to just savor the feeling, the closeness. Pecking his lips a few times, you pressed one more smooch before leaning your forehead against his again.

Kihyun caressed your cheek. “I don’t deserve such a pretty woman.”

“Then you’re quite a lucky man.”

 Six Months Later

You pulled your brand-new, sleek, cyan blue Dodge Viper in front of Honey Bear Records. Yes, you were a self-made woman, but you also needed a car. And with Kihyun offering to get you such a lovely one for passing your G.E.D., who were you to refuse?

Walking into a studio, Hyunwoo was sitting in the back of the room on a couch. He looked up when he heard your footsteps. “Hey, how’d the test in music production go?”

After retrieving the test in question from your bag, you handed it to him. His face instantly lifted. “Yeah! Look at you, big time college girl!” He gave you a high five then you plopped down on the couch next to him.

“How’s our boy doing?”

Both of you turned your attention to the front of the room. Jooheon was sitting in front of the sound board and recording equipment. Behind the laminated glass, Kihyun was in the zone, warming up his voice before the music started.

You couldn’t hide your smile as you watched him. He was so passionate as he got into the music. Then his lyrics started.

I can suddenly feel something has changed I am becoming an adult I don't hate myself Even when I see my weakness I tended to get anxious Thinking about me after a few years Rather than how I feel today I was like that at that time

I feel like I will miss those foolish Days, which made me work harder The days when I was young and cheerful And the heart that was pumping so fast after dancing hard I feel like the sky is beautiful nowadays

His voice cracked and he indicated for Jooheon to stop the music. Once he had a few swigs of water he kept repeating the note he couldn’t seem to get right.

Jooheon spun around in his chair toward you. “Queen! Tell me you aced the test!”

Getting up you handed it to him.

His face beamed when he looked at you. “That’s my girl.”

You nodded your head in the direction of Kihyun. “How many takes has he been doing for this one?”

“Just a few. You know he’s a perfectionist, so if it doesn’t sound the way he wants it, we start over.”

It was part of his passion for the music.

A mischievous smile appeared on Jooheon’s face. “You know, now that you’re here, I’m sure if he were to relieve some of that frustration, he’d be able to get his notes right.”

“Jooheon,” Hyunwoo warned, embarrassment causing him to blush.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Is that so?”

Hyunwoo got up and slapped the younger man in the shoulder. “Please excuse him. All this time in the studio has clearly deprived him of oxygen to the brain.” He pulled Jooheon from the chair and pushed him towards the door. “Go get some fresh air.”

Jooheon laughed and faced you. “I’m gonna get some coffee, you want your usual?”

“Yes please,” you couldn’t help but laugh with him. Once he was out of the room, Hyunwoo looked apologetic.

“Though I don’t agree with my partner’s exact suggestion,” he then motioned toward Kihyun, “I do think he could use a bit of a break and some words of reassurance.” The blush was still present as he bowed. “I’ll give you two some time.” He too left the room, leaving it to just you and Kihyun.

Knocking on the studio door, Kihyun looked a little surprised to see you.

“Hey,” he smiled. He looked through the glass and noticed the others were gone. “Where’d they go?”

“Coffee break. Jooheon heavily hinted you could use a release.”

His face turned red. “What did he say?”

You closed the distance between the two of you. “Oh, just that you might sound better if you let some of that tension go.”

The blush was gone and his confident power took its place. “What did you have in mind?”

Smiling, your hand reached down to touch him through his pants. “I was thinking blow job.”

A smirk formed on his face. “And what if you screaming my name will relieve the tension?”

Before you could answer, the studio door flung open. Both you and Kihyun watched as Jooheon walked in, hand over his eyes. “I forgot I had the headphones and the sound still on. Don’t mind me.” It was very clear he wasn’t at all ashamed of interrupting and he even peaked through his fingers at one point, trying to catch any action. When he dropped the wireless headphones in the chair, and made sure all the sound equipment was off, he left. Kihyun and you burst out into laugher. You each laughed so hard you had to sit on the ground until you calmed down.

When you were both back to normal breathing patterns, Kihyun moved so his back was against the wall and pulled you into his arms. He played with your hair as you played with his fingers. The laughing worked to get rid of his stress.

Looking up, you smiled at him. “The song is very pretty from what I heard.”

He smiled back at you. “You think so?”

“I’m very biased, of course, but yes.”

His grin widened. He looked from your eyes to you lips then bent down to kiss you. The musk of his cologne mixed with his sweet tastes made your head spin. You kissed him back until you felt breathless. If it were up to you, you’d never stop kissing him. When he bit against your lip, you couldn’t help the low groan it caused.

Shifting your position, you turned to better face him, crawling in his lap. You deepened the kiss as you breathed him in and he slid his tongue into your mouth. Your new spot in his lap allowed you to grind against him, feeling his growing hardon against your growing wetness.

Kihyun’s hands snaked up your back, under your shirt to unhook your bra.

You jumped when your phone vibrated in your back pocket. He grabbed it for you and you both looked at the screen. It was Jooheon.

He put it on speaker. “Wasn’t it your idea for her to help me blow off some steam?”

Jooheon laughed. “She ordered a coffee. I just wanted to know if it was safe to bring it in to her.”

“Unless you want to clean up the love stain we’re about to make, I suggest you and Hyunwoo leave the building. Now.”

There was stunned silence on the other line, and before Jooheon answered, Kihyun hung up.

He then held you as he again shifted your positions so that you were on your back and he hovering over you.

“A love stain, huh?” you chuckled.

“A big one.” He brushed hair from your forehead.

“Well, I hate to break it to you, but I don’t have a condom.”

“That’s not funny.”

“Well, I’ve changed my profession. I no longer have need to carry around a buffet of safety.”

The sad, puppy pout you gave made you crack up with laughter. You reached into your bra and retrieved a condom. Old habits die hard.

His pout was replaced with a smirk. “You’re going to be punished for that.”

Matching his smirk, you replied. “I better be.”

Kihyun nipped at your nose. His face switched from playful to serious. “I love you.”

Your hand reached to caress his cheek. “I love you, too.”

He leaned down to kiss you again. It was short lived as you pushed him away. “If Jooheon and Hyunwoo are going home, how are you gonna finish recording when we’re finished?”

“Didn’t you have a production test today?”

“ . . . Yeah?”

“Then maybe you can give it a shot.”

You pushed him off so you could sit up. “Are you sure? I’m still unsure about some of the equipment. I don’t want to mess anything up.”

Brushing a stray hair behind your ear, he gave an earnest smile. “The best way to learn is trying. I can help, too.”

He sounded certain, but you weren’t as confident as he was. “I just don’t want to mess it up. I know how you like everything. I don’t want to get lost in the equipment.”

He grinned wider and shook his head. “We’ll figure it out together. I promise to be on my best behavior and not snippy like I am with Jooheon. And if we get lost in the equipment, I do recall getting lost in Hollywood is how we both ended up here.”

Finally convinced, you smiled back at him. “Okay. But now I’m not in the mood to create a love stain with you.”

He jokingly groaned, but you could tell he was also more interested in getting back to the music. Helping you up, you both left the sound booth and sat in front of the recording equipment. Luckily, you did know a good portion of what to do, and what you didn’t Kihyun handled.

With everything ready, he went back into the other room. You spoke into the intercom. “Are you ready for the ride of your life?”

Shaking his head while chuckling, he gave you a wink. “Let’s do it.”

The End

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Kihyun is the type of boyfriend who gives you the silent treatment when you start to enjoy his bandmates' company way too much (in his opinion). He gets jealous especially when you are the one in charge of organizing Hyunwoo's Welcome Back party. When all you are thinking about is to make the best party for your friend and his hyung.

You will most definitely have to pacify him with kisses and cuddles.

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Hi!! If you're over 18 and like reading m/m smut, consider checking out my Monsta X Changkyun/ Kihyun (Changki) story! It's complete~

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Masterlist

| MONSTA X |

Mafia-verse (rated m)

| Trailer | Character profiles |

The streets of Seoul had to be well lit at night, so the shadows cast could be rampant with secrets.

They were everywhere. They saw everything, heard everything. Yet the threat that was looming could not be fathomed - Someone was out for blood. Someone darker than the nights they conquered, someone with more secrets than those that tied them together....

Changkyun: I Am What I Am

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | .....

Hyungwon: I Don’t Need Nobody Else (coming soon)

Kihyun: I’m Gonna Lose It (coming soon)

Minhyuk: I'll See You in Your Love (coming soon)

Jooheon: I’m Lost And I Wanna Be Found (coming soon)

Shownu: Love me a little (coming soon)  

The End: I Can’t Help But Love You (coming soon)

| SEVENTEEN |

Choi Seungcheol- The Legend of the Sea | Epilogue |

"You're crying? You must be turning Human, the Merfolk don't cry"

"Of course we do. Why do you think the Sea is nothing but salt?"

| Yoon Jeonghan | Hong Jisoo | Wen Junhui | Kwon Soonyoung | Jeon Wonwoo | Lee Jihoon | Xu Minghao | Lee Seokmin | Kim Mingyu | Boo Seungkwan | Chwe Hansol | Lee Chan |

Scenarios

Where you belong (3k)

Fiancé! Seungcheol × reader, Fiancé! Jeonghan x reader

One who showed everyone who you belonged to, one who showed you that you couldn't possibly belong to anyone else.

Where you return (7k)

Model! reader × Racer! Mingyu, Model! reader x Pilot! Wonwoo

One who you fell in love with, one who fell in love with you.

Where you're convenient pt 1 (6.5k) | pt 2 (11k) | pt 3 (coming soon)

Husband! Jisoo × reader, Husband! Seokmin × reader, Husband! Jihoon x reader

One who you married because of a mutual deal, one who you married because of an accident and one who you married because of a promise.

Imagines

Christmas with Seventeen

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