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jiminspjm · 3 years

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stuffed full + namjoon k.

pairing: kim namjoon x reader

word count: 5.4k

genre: smut, some fluff at the end hehe

warnings: 18+! size kink, unprotected sex, namjoons fat dick (he’s huge oops), use of daddy … im sorry, pet names, breeding kink, mating press, oral, fingering, nipple play, i used the term daddy IM SORRY, praise kink, cockwarming, use of ‘whore’, dirty talk, this is filthy and this was basically an excuse to write smut because im a whore <3

sypnonsis: “i want every single piece of you.”

playlist: i miss you - adele : pearls - samantha gongol : U R - monsta x

dedicated to @rmverse i miss u and hope u are well muah, my favorite namjoon hoe 👹 <3

namjoon couldn’t keep his hands to himself. muffled moans came from your mouth as he kissed you. tongues clashing, as his large body pinned you against the elevator walls. his hands were stuffed down the front of your panties his fingers flicked your clit.

“hhh-namjoon-!” you whined, as his plush lips began to trail down your clavicle to the neckline of your sundress. how long was this elevator ride?

your voice fell on deaf ears as namjoon slipped his fingers inside you, scissoring them against your tight walls. with his freehand he pulled down the front of your dress, taking one of your pert nipples into his mouth. a ragged moan came from your lips as you felt your legs wobble from the sensations of his tongue rub your nipple. looking up at you, namjoon felt his cock harden at your head thrown back against the wall, chest rising. he swirled his tongue around the peak, nipping it gently. pulling his fingers from your soaked underwear, he pulled himself away from you. you breathed heavily as you watched him slip his fingers into his mouth, sucking your juices. you kept eye contact with him. licking his lips namjoon grinned at you as he pulled your dress up, then trailed a hand to your neck, gently holding it as he leaned forward to whisper in your ear.

“im going to take you into your apartment, and make you come over and over, until you can only remember my name, would you like that little one?” namjoons deep voice rasped into your ear. groaning, you nodded as your hand found his massive bulge, straining against his slacks.

taking a deep breath namjoon swore under his breath as he pulled away from you just as the elevator finally reached your floor. grabbing your hand, he rushed you to your apartment, pulling out his own key you gave him. quickly inserting the key, he unlocked it and rushed you two inside. not even turning the lights on, he pushed you against the door, large body covering yours as he kissed you.

you heard a thump as you dropped your bag onto the hardwood floor, him quickly doing the same. teeth nipping at your swollen lips, namjoon groaned as your hand rubbed against his erection. his tongue licked around the seam of your lips, coating your arousal along your mouth.

“namjoon-ah! please can we go to my room?” you managed to get the question out as his lips trailed down your neck. licking the valley of your breasts, namjoon didn’t even answer as he picked you up, causing you to yelp as he wrapped your legs around his large figure.

kicking off his shoes, he navigated his way to your room in the dim lighting. after a few moments he entered your room, tossing you gently on the bed. the only light emitting was from the city that glowed through your floor to ceiling windows. your body bounced slightly, causing you to giggle. leaning back on your elbows, you could see namjoon smile at you, as his fingers traced down your legs to unclasp your sandals.

sighing as you felt him massage your sore feet, you laid down on the bed and streched your body. after a moment you felt the bed dip, and cool finger tips slid up your thigh, and under the hem of your dress. your breath became labored as you felt the fabric rest against your hips. you looked up at your ceiling, holding your breath.

“what cute panties you have on,” namjoon said lowly, followed by silence. “would be a shame if-“

before you could register what was happening, you felt the fabric snap. sitting up quickly, mouth agape you looked at your boyfriend.

“namjoon! you asshole those were my-!” before you could even get a sentence out you felt namjoons warm tongue on your drenched center. your words faded into a moan, as you gripped his hair, pushing his face further into you.

“oh fucking hell, please!” you don't even know what you were pleading for, namjoon chuckled against your pussy. pulling at his dark roots, you felt your legs begin to shake as he kept your thighs apart with his hands. plunging his tongue inside you namjoon worked the muscle, in and out, flattening it against your hole. you moaned, the noise echoing in the quiet room. you felt yourself clench as namjoons large hands squeezed the flesh of your thighs. his fingers began to trail up to your boobs as his fingers tweaked your soft nipples.

pushing yourself into him harder, you began to grind against him. his tongue pushed itself further into you, his fingers still plucking at your sensitive nubs. throwing your head back in pleasure, you released his head to grip the headboard. you pulled your lip between your teeth as you felt your legs shake from your boyfriends ministrations.

“fucking hell namjoon, please! y-you know they’re sensitive-!” you whined as he moved his face back and forth, ignoring your cries as he slapped your tit gently.

finally, pulling away from you, he slowly licked his lips, looking at you in the dim lighting. he smirked slowly, pulling himself up from between your thighs. leaning in towards you, he placed a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

“you taste divine, little one.” he said, his voice husky and low. breathing harshly, you pulled his mouth to yours by the collar of his shirt, not caring if you could taste yourself. you kissed him deeply, as your fingernails dug into his dress shirt. namjoon groaned against your mouth as he grinded his clothed erection on your bare pussy.

“please let me suck you, please.” you whimpered against his mouth. namjoon felt his dick harden even more, he felt as if he was going to rip through his slacks. namjoon chuckled at you, making your center gush even more.

“sure baby, but not for too long, i still want time to sink into your pretty pussy.” he said, placing one last kiss to your lips. you smiled at him, as he pulled away from you to sit at the edge of your bed. with wobbly legs, you slid on the plush carpet in front of him. namjoons massive thighs were spread, as he looked down at you.

“such a good girl for me, want me cock that bad huh?” he said, leaning down. his hands pulled at the fabric of your dress, indicating he wanted it off. raising your hands above your head, namjoon pulled the dress off, tossing it somewhere in your room. you felt your hair tickle your collarbones, as you self consciously put your hands across your chest.

“ah ah ah, let me see your pretty tits, or you can’t have.” he said eyeing his erection. you slowly removed your hands from yourself, placing them in your lap. namjoon smiled at you, sincerely. “you’re so beautiful baby, all mine.” he said, pulling you up to straddle him. your small body was perched on his large lap as you hovered above him. you smiled as he pressed a gentle kiss on your collarbone.

“hey your distracting me mister, also why am i the only one naked?” you said with a pout. namjoons low voice chuckled at you.

“my bad, little one. on your knees for me okay?” he said, lifting you easily by the waist and setting you on the floor once again. nodding you sat back on your knees and watched as he ran his fingers through his long grey hair.

slowly, namjoons long fingers unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his tan pectorals. you felt your slick against your thighs as he pulled the shirt from being tucked into his slacks. you gaped at him, as his toned, large body is revealed. slight indents of abs showing through, shows he has been working hard at the gym. namjoon grins at your expression as he adjusts his chain around his neck.

“you are so out of my league.” you murmur. namjoon chuckles, large hands going for his belt.

“no baby, quite the opposite,” he says removing his belt and holding it in his hands. his slacks ride low on his hips, revealing the deep indents by his hips and the band of his calvin klein boxers. tossing his belt across the room, he then unbuttons his slacks and lets them fall. you practically drool as his large muscular thighs come into your view. your eyes wander to the very large tent in his boxers. eyes widening a bit, you feel your mouth water.

“its been awhile hasn’t it?” he says, kicking his pants to the side, and sitting on the bed. he leans back on his hands, muscles contracting as he looks down at you. gulping you nod at him, hands still in your lap.

licking your lips you say, “two weeks. you’ve been busy with your schedule.” you say with a shrug. namjoon frowns a little. he leans forward bringing a hand to stoke your cheek.

“im sorry love. i’ll make it up to you, i promise.” he says gently. you lean into his touch and smile at him.

“i know nams, im not mad.” you say seriously. namjoon sags in relief, pulling away from you, his dark eyes pool with lust. his hand goes to his large erection, gently palming it.

“come here, little one.” namjoon says, a deep rasp in his voice. you shuffle forward on your knees to fully seat yourself in front of him. his body heat makes you feel warm, perspiration begins to make its way to your neck. licking your lips, you look up at your boyfriend who towers over you even while sitting down. with shaky hands, you palm him through his boxers. namjoon groans as he leans back on his elbows. bicep muscles bulging as his breath becomes labored.

not wasting a second, you gently pull down his boxers. you feel yourself salivate as his fat cock flops out and against namjoons happy trail. sighing in relief, namjoon looks down at you, grinning smugly. hands rested against his thighs, you look at his memeber.

probably about the size of your forearm, his cock twitches as it lays a few inches above namjoons bellybutton. his tip is shiny with precum, and three thick, long veins line along the sides. his balls are heavy and full. not only is he impressive in size, but his girth. taking finger, you skim it up the sides as you rub the precum of his tip along the head.

“oh fuck, __ please.” namjoon begs lowly as he lays back fully. contemplating, you watch as your boyfriends chest rises and falls slowly. feeling your body grow hot you ask him.

“can i sit on it?” you ask in a small voice. namjoons breath falters and he quickly sits up. looking down at you, he quirks an eyebrow.

“why?” he asks, confused. you become shy, drawing shapes into his thighs you cough.

“it feels good, and i know you like it when i sit on you. plus it will prep me for when you actually fuck me.” you say looking at him under your lashes. namjoon mouth is slightly agape as he looks at you.

“christ, who knew you were such a whore for my cock baby?” namjoon says, pulling you up by your waist. the slick against your inner thighs is causing you to squirm. you wanted him in you, bad. namjoon shuffles back on the bed, pulling you with him, he lays back against some of your pillows, thighs spread out. he’s massive. sweat sheens against his strong chest, as he breaths heavily. gold chain resting haphazardly against his collarbones, as he rests his hands behind head. his cock lays on his thigh, a bit soft now but still thick and pulsating. you crawl between his thighs, nervous as you grab his member and gently tug. namjoons breath falters as he clenches his thighs, shutting his eyes he lets out a deep breath.

“let me take care of you, baby.” you say, straddling him. namjoons eyes, still closed he nods as he crossed his forearms over his eyes. you lower yourself onto his member, not putting it in yet as you grind against him. you both moan at the contact, as you put your hands on his chest, moving your slick cunt back and forth on his thick cock.

“oh f-fuck, that feels so good.” namjoon moans, opening his eyes to look at you. you stare at him, breathing slowly as your pussy grinds against him. his tip nudges your clit once in awhile making you twitch.

“your c-cock feels so good,” you whine, moving your hips faster. “i can’t wait for you to be in me, stuffing me full of you.” you say, as you brace yourself on his chest. namjoons breathing becomes extremely labored as he feels his cock pulsate under your wet pussy. he begins to grow harder.

“let me fill you up baby, shh its okay.” namjoon says, putting his hands on your hips, moving you at a slower pace. you whine more, as his tip prods at your nub. you look at namjoon as he sits up slightly, hands still holding your hips. “tell me if it hurts, okay?” namjoon says, rubbing gentle circles into your flesh. you nod, leaning forward to place a kiss on his mouth. reciprocating back, he kisses you sweetly, as he takes one hand to grab his member. you sigh against his mouth, as you sit up higher. he nudges his tip against your wet center, slapping it lightly a few times. “you’re so wet for me, kitten.” namjoon groans, teasing his swollen tip against your tight hole.

“only for you-!” not even being able to get the full sentence out, namjoon pulls you slowly onto his engorged head. digging your nails into his shoulders at the pressure, you let out a low moan as you feel yourself pop over his head. “oh fucking hell, namjoon.” you whine into his neck as you swivel your hips against his head, “it feels so good daddy.” you say, and immediately freeze. namjoons grip tightens on your waist and his breathing becomes labored. silence envelopes the room, only your breathing could be heard. before you could say something you feel namjoon thrust his length entirely into you, well most of it. throwing your head back at the intense pressure, you clench tightly around him. “ngggg-n-nam,” you can’t even get a full sentence out as namjoon grips your hips, to situate you fully on his fat cock. “s-so full.” you stutter, as you feel him in your bellybutton.

“fucking hell, __ you know what calling that does to me.” namjoon growls, slapping your bottom harshly then gripping the pinked flesh. moaning, you wiggle against him, feeling every ridge and veins skim your walls. “you’re so small on my lap, my cock barely fits in you. i can see the bulge in your stomach, little one.” namjoon whispers in your ear. you are still nestled around him, arms wrapped around his back, as his arms rest by your hips. “you like having daddy’s fat cock in your hole hmm? c-cant even fit all the way in.” he says, thrusting his hips up into you gently.

you feel fuzzy, as your clit brushes his dark patch of hair at the base of his cock. “i-i feel so full, so good namjoon. you’re so big, stuffing me full of your cock.” you say, rubbing your hard nipples against his chest. namjoon curses, gripping your ass tightly before spanking the supple flesh. gently he pulls you away from him so he can lay back on the pillows, his biceps bulge as he once again rests his hands behind his head.

“mmm, such a good girl. grind on my cock, get yourself off kitten. then i will fuck you and fill you with my cum over and over.” he says, slapping your ass harshly. you groan as the sting mixes with the pleasure of him deep inside you. he smirks at you, taking his chain in between his lips. you watch him, as his large body stretching back to watch you, hooded eyes lustfully flitting across your face. aware that your pussy is dripping around his large member you nod at him.

resting your hands on his stomach, you move for the first time. not confident enough to actually ride him, you grind back and forth— keeping him inside your heat. “oh-h that feels so good-!” you moan, as his tip brushes your gspot. moving slowly, you grind your clit against his pubes. you felt so full, so unbelievably full. namjoon watches you, using his cock to get yourself off. he felt his breathing get heavy. sitting up a bit he brings his hands to play with your nipples, tweaking one with each hand. he watches your eyes roll in the back of your head, as you instinctively roll your hips. namjoon feels his dick twitch as you slowly roll your hips against him, clenching like a vice.

“fucking, h-hell.” he groans, pinching your nipples harder. not being able to take it anymore, he sits up again causing you to moan at the sudden deepness. pushing up on his knees, he folds you in half. eyes widened, you scramble to hold the bedsheets. “im going to breed your pretty pussy, and make you cum. then i will take you from behind.” namjoon hisses. you look at him between your legs, feeling the burning sensation of your thighs.

“please, breed me daddy.” you whine, clenching around him. namjoon swears, before pulling completely out of you, making you hiss at the sudden emptiness before he slams his fat cock back into your tight hole.

“NGGH-NAMJOON!” you scream, as his relentlessly thrusts in and out of you. balls slapping against your ass harshly, as your boyfriend fucks you. he breaths heavily, his chain slapping against his chest. you feel like you’re gonna be split in half, and you love it. the bed squeaks beneath you as he thrusts your tight hole.

“yeah that's it, fuck, take it. like the good girl you are, you like daddy's fat cock huh? it barely fits still, your small cunt cant take it. your so tiny beneath me. i love it. seeing my cock move in your stomach, fuck. i love you.” namjoon says, thrusting quicker. sweat sheens his forehead, making his grey hair stick to it.

“hah! ah-i love you!” you cry. you feel warm breath fan your nipple as he envelopes the peak and sucks gently. he takes the other one between his finger tips and rolls the swollen nub gently. “n-namjoon, you’re so big, i feel s-so-,” you hiccup, not even able to get a sentence out. namjoon sucks on your breasts like his life depends on it. pulling away from your boob, he pulls away but continues to rub the swollen peaks with his thumbs.

“yeah, you like that? your nipples are so sensitive. fuck, i know you like when i play with them.” he groans, feeling you clench continuously around him. you feel a familiar wetness begin, whining you try and push his hands away.

“namjoon, p-please your gonna make me squirt-!” you whine, as his rubs his thumbs quicker. namjoon smirks down at you, drool trickles from the corner of your mouth.

“oh fuck! look at that, your creaming my cock baby.” namjoon teases. watching as a white substance coats his cock as he pulls in and out of you.

“hah! fuck y-mmm!” your insult is swallowed up by his lips as he plunges his tongue into your mouth, smacking his lips against yours harshly. he pulls away, a string of saliva keeps you connected.

“are you close little one?” namjoon asks, looking down at you.

“yes, but please make keep going. keep going, please, please daddy.” you beg, gripping the bed sheets tightly to the point you think they may rip. namjoon swears under his breath as he pulls your thighs down to rest on his hips.

“lay on your stomach for me baby.” namjoon rasps. breathing heavily, you nod sitting up. you feel namjoons dick begin to slip out of you as you turn around to lay on your stomach, but that feeling of emptiness is brief as you feel namjoons slide his wet dick snugly back into you. you feel your toes curl as his hands press themselves onto your hips. one of his thighs rests on either side of you, while one foot is planted on the floor. namjoon pushes down on your hips as he thrusts harshly into you, his low groans fill the room. your face is buried into your comforter as you feel his heavy sack slap against your wet center.

“nggggh,” your moans are muffled by the bed, as namjoon continues to thrust harder and harder.

“ugh,” he groans. the sound of skin slapping echoes through the room. as namjoon thrusts harshly into you. namjoons arms give out and he lays himself on top of you, being careful not to crush you with his large frame. you feel one of his hands snake up around the front of your neck, holding your head up and the other to roughly grab your breasts. you see yourself in the mirror that is situated by the door next to your closet. even though the lighting is low, you can make out the flush of your cheeks and how small you look under namjoon. “look how sexy you look as i fuck your tight hole.” namjoon moans into your ear, gently nipping at the shell. “i wish you could see my cock getting sucked in by your greedy pussy, so pretty.” he murmurs, tweaking your nipples. you can’t even let out a coherent response as he brings his fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue. you gag slightly as he scissors his fingers along your molars. you feel like you are about to explode from all the sensations he is doing to your body, but the fullness of his cock is the one you feel the most. slowing his thrusts, namjoon pulls out causing you to let out a painful whine.

“namjoon, what the fuck!” you cry, as you turn your head to look at him. your boyfriends chest heaves, as he looks at you. only lust can be seen in his dark eyes. his cock looks heavy, and shiny with your juices. you feel your hole clench in want, needing to be filled up. slapping the bed, you whine looking at him. frustrated tears blur your vision, “why did you pull out?! i was so clo-,” before you can finish your complaint, namjoon stands at the end of the bed, grabbing you roughly by the waist he lifts you effortlessly. yelping, you wrap your hands around his shoulders to steady yourself as he walks towards your windows, which leads to the balcony overlooking seoul. he stands you up so that you are facing the windows, your legs feel wobbly as your toes sink into the carpet. you faintly see his reflection looking back at you, you let out a deep breath.

“place your hands on the window, kitten.” namjoon says in a low voice. you inhale sharply before placing your hands on the window, the glass becomes foggy due to you standing so close, and the cool glass makes your nipples perk. namjoon positions himself behind you grabbing your hips. before you can question what he’s doing, namjoon lifts your legs to wrap around his waist. you yelp, as your cheek presses against the glass.

“namjoon what are you d-!nng!” before you could protest namjoons tip enters into you, feeling yourself pop over his swollen head he pushes himself fully into your heat.

“ffffuck, yeah,” namjoon lets out a long groan as he watches his cock sink into you. “fuck, your cunt is so tight, even the third time i still feel like i cant fit. but your cunt can take it hmm? you want my fat cock in you all the time, don’t you baby? maybe next time i will fill both holes at the same time.” he says his finger ghosting over your untouched hole, you feel yourself clench. “oh? you like that, how naughty. maybe i’ll stuff your cunt with one of your toys and my cock too, would you like that?” namjoon says as he slaps your ass roughly. all you can do is whine, as the only thing holding you up is your boyfriend, as he pulls you back and forth on his dick. you feel your feet dangle next to his waist, you aren’t surprised your boyfriend could hold you up but from how sweaty you were getting you felt yourself losing grip on the window.

“namjoon-ah! im slipping, i can’t stay up,” you groan as he lands another slap on your ass. before you could chastise your boyfriend for putting your body in this position, he grabs you by your breasts, holding you to the front of his chest. you feel your back against his warm, sweaty chest as you look down where your connected.

“hmm, see that? i can see my bulge inside you, how cute.” he says, placing searing kisses along your neck. you tilt your head back on his shoulder as he tweaks your swollen nubs. namjoon grinds himself against you, relishing in the way your hole clenches around him. you breathing has turned short, as he pulls and twists your nipples. looking down you can see a bump right below your bellybutton. namjoon hums, “im going to sit on your bed, and you are going to ride me, okay little one? i like watching you squirm on my cock as its nice and deep in you. if you are a good girl, i will cum in you and you can sit on my dick and keep it nice and warm,” namjoon says, still fondling you.

“nng, yes namjoon, p-please let me cum.” you whine, bringing your hand to your clit, rubbing yourself as his cock pulses inside you. you hear namjoon swear lowly, as he walks back to the bed, sitting on the edge of it.

“turn around.” he says. pulling yourself out of him one last time, you turn to face him. muscular thighs spread as he looks at you. a smile comes over his face. “i love you, __. your pleasure is my priority. get yourself off on me once again, little one.” he says, with love in his eyes as he cups your face. a smile stretches' across your lips as you straddle him. “i love you nams.” you say softly, bringing him in for a kiss. lips still connected, you take his large member into your hand, guiding it to your pussy. teasing yourself a bit, you rub his head against your swollen folds. whimpering into namjoons mouth, he grips your waist and thrusts up into your heat once more. throwing your head back, your hands find his shoulders as you begin to slide up and down on his fat cock.

“so, s-so full,” you moan, as his tip brushes your cervix. namjoon pulls his plump lip between his teeth as he watches you ride him.

“you’re so pretty.” he says simply, as he takes on of your breasts into his mouth, “so beautiful, creaming yourself all over my cock.” he says, swirling his tongue on your erect nipple. the sensations from his tongue has you reeling as you bounce faster on his dick.

“close, so close, please!” you cry, you don’t even know what you are begging for. namjoon lays all the way back on the bed, taking his thumbs and rubbing them in circular motions on your nubs.

“cmon baby,” he moans, throwing his head back. “mm close too, come on.” namjoon says, feeling his cock pulsate inside you. you focus on the sensations from your nipples, as you lean back and place your hands on namjoons thighs, grinding on his dick as you feel him hit that one spot over and over. with one thumb on your nipple, namjoon brings his other hand down to your clit, rubbing in slow, circular motions.

you see spots of white and black as you feel your orgasm approaching, your moans become louder and louder as you milk namjoons cock.

“oh! oh! oh fuck im-!” you scream as you feel yourself come undone, juices spraying on the tuft of hair at his base, and along his stomach. namjoon swears loudly, as he feels you clench heavily around him. you feel yourself still coming undone as namjoon grabs your hips and thrusts himself in and out of you at an inhumane pace. you feel your breasts bouncing, the only thing you hear is skin slapping aggressively and namjoons low moans. through bleary eyes you watch as namjoon throws his head back as he continues to fuck his cock into you.

“n-namjoon please im sensitive!” you whine, as you lean back on his thighs, still feeling yourself come undone.

“fuck! __!” namjoon feels himself clench as he grabs your ass harshly, squeezing the flesh as he empties himself into you. you whine lowly as you feel your self become full of his seed. thrusting lazily into you, namjoon continues to empty his seed into your heat. you feel yourself cum once more, your juices mixing with his release. you let out a groan as you fall onto namjoons chest, both your bodies slick with perspiration and cum. namjoon pulls out slowly, but not before thrusting in and out a few times, milking your pussy.

“nam, please. i can’t feel my pussy.” you whine, slapping his muscular chest. namjoon chuckles, as he pushes his cock fully into you. you flinch at the sensitivity, but find yourself getting wet once more. you both lay there, as he lazily thrusts in and out of your cunt. you hum, feeling filled to the brim. with wobbly arms you sit up, making his cock sink fully into you once more. a chill comes over you, as you whine from the fullness.

“i thought you couldn’t feel your pussy, hm?” namjoon teases as he rests his arms behind his head. you roll your eyes as you lift yourself off him, whining at the rawness of your folds. you watch his fat cock flop onto his stomach. his seed pours out of you, slowly trickling down your thigh. “no keep it in,” he whines “you’re so warm.” he says, grabbing his cock and nudging your hole. snickering at your boyfriends neediness, you grab his somewhat erect member and bring it to your folds.

“mmmm,” you moan, as you sink slowly down onto it. “why do you have to be so big?” you whine, as you fully settle onto him, namjoon thrusts up into you. yelping slightly you send him a glare. “i agreed to sit on it, give me some time to recover, asshole. i think you broke my pussy.” you pouted, leaning forward to lay on his chest.

namjoon snorts, “impossible, your cunt was made for me.” he says, giving your ass a firm slap. whining, you clench around him causing him to groan. “please stop clenching or im going to tie you to the bed and fuck the shit out of you.” he says in all seriousness. you fingers fiddle with his chain, as he rubs his fingers along your spine.

“hmm, give me an hour then you can,” you say cheekily, earning another slap on your ass. namjoon sits up, sheathing himself further into you. his grey hair is wet against his neck and forehead, he raises an eyebrow.

“give me and hour then i will.” namjoon says, standing up with his dick still inside you. he walks to the other side of the bed, laying down with you on top of him. you wiggle to get yourself comfortable. namjoon watches as you squirm on top of him. “relax baby, i just want you to lay with me.” namjoon says gently, rubbing circles into your skin. looking down at him you smile before leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek.

“i love you.” you say sincerely, pressing another kiss to his lips. namjoon smiled against you, running his fingers up your bare back.

“hmmm, i didn’t hurt you did i?” he asks, eyes flitting across your body. you giggle at your boyfriends concern.

“does it look like you did, you nerd,” you tease, fingering the metal of his chain. rolling his eyes, he firmly slaps your bottom, making you squeak from the impact.

“be nice.” he scolds, pulling you close to his chest. you grin as you lay your head on his strong chest. silence envelopes the room, as you feel your eyes begin to flutter shut. namjoon rubs gentle circles into your back, lulling you to sleep.

“i love you too baby.”

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SO THIS WAS PRIVATE FOR AWHILE BUT HERE U GO LMAO FOR NAMJOONS BDAY YAYYY <3

well, there u go lol. i am so shit at writing endings ;-; so i am sorry, but i start uni this week so i am not entirely off of my hiatus but i will try and be more active, i really wanna edit my theme and fix my masterlist so i will try and get that done this week slowly. updating links is so annoying. also kinda wanna change my user. but idk, so yeah! hope yall liked it, deadass had to read hella smut and look at twitter for ideas , im not gonna link anything cus ... im ashamed haha. namjoon got me outta my slump so thank him hehe, have a good day! <3

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blu-joons · 3 years

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When He Gets Jealous Of Another Guy ~ Monsta X Reaction

Hyunwoo:

As soon as you saw Y/F/N walk towards the table you felt Hyunwoo tense up beside you, his hand reaching under the table to rest over your leg.

“Wow,” you chuckled so only he could hear, “I knew you were a jealous guy, but this is bad even for you, why are you being so protective straight away?”

He turned to face you, “I just don’t trust him, I’ve seen the way he looks at you and it doesn’t make me feel confident,” he told you, watching to see where he sat at the table.

“We’re here with all our friends, and you’re sat right by my side, do you really think he’d try something now?” You questioned, moving his hand away from your lap.

“I just don’t get a good feeling from him, that’s all.”

“He wouldn’t dare do anything.”

He sighed heavily, tilting his head to look at you, “I wouldn’t put it past him, you’re stunning, there’s probably loads of guys that would like to get with you.”

“Then it’s just such a shame that I’m already taken, and I don’t plan on changing that any time soon,” you assured him, “just relax a little bit.”

“Alright, but I’ve still got a very close eye on you.”

Minhyuk:

“I’m going now!” You shouted, adjusting your dress in the mirror, seeing Minhyuk come running down the stairs, holding you tightly.

“There’s still time to change your mind,” he whispered, cupping the sides of your face, “you could have a nice night in with me if you wanted?”

Your head shook, cupping the side of his face, “we’ve had drinks arranged for a long time, it’s been so long since I had a night with my friends, we can spend any night together.”

“I know that,” he huffed, “but I don’t know how I feel about you going out tonight, without me, I just want to be able to keep you safe, that’s all.”

“You want to keep me away from Y/F/N, that’s what’s happening here.”

“Why would you think that?”

“Because you always get this,” you frowned, kissing against his nose, “he’s a friend, that happens to be a guy, but most importantly he is my friend.”

He smiled down at you, resting his forehead against yours, “I know, I’m sorry. Go out and have fun, just text me when you’re on your way home please?”

“I will, promise. Don’t worry about a thing, I’m going out with my friends.”

Kihyun:

“Have you seen this?” Kihyun called through to you, slamming a magazine hard down on the coffee table for you to pick up.

“What’s wrong with it?” You questioned, reading through it and stopping when you saw exactly what would have ruffled his feathers. “It’s no big deal.”

He looked at you, stunned, “how is that no big deal, an idol fancies you Y/N. That’s not how this works, we’re respectful of other idol’s relationships, I’d never do this.”

“He just said he fancies me, he didn’t say he was going to come round to our house and take me away from you,” you tried to reason, calming him down as best you could.

“But you’re mine, why is anyone else even looking at you?”

“You sound so jealous.”

His head shook, sitting down beside you, “I’m not jealous, I’m scared. If one guy fancies you, how many other guys are there? How much competition do I have?”

“You have none,” you smiled, kissing his lips gently, “my eyes aren’t looking anywhere else but at you, and no idol, no matter who it is, will change that.”

“I’m so lucky to have you.”

Hyungwon:

“I can feel his eyes staring across at you,” Hyungwon whispered into your ear as you walked into the arena.

“Just ignore it,” you sighed, lacing your hand in with his, reminding him that you were right by his side, “there’s no need to let it bother you, what’s he going to do?”

Hyungwon sighed, pulling you into his chest, pressing a long kiss to your lips, “I don’t trust him, I don’t like that he thinks he can look at you like that, I’m the only one who looks at you.”

“Seriously,” you chuckled, “do you realise how jealous you sound right now? He’s not even my boyfriend, you are.”

He sighed, dropping his hands to his sides, “I’m not jealous…alright, maybe I am a little bit, but I don’t want another guy giving you attention, that’s my job.”

“But I don’t pay attention to the attention they give me.”

“But you do to me?”

“Of course,” you giggled, “that’s why I’m stood here with you, isn’t it?” You grabbed both his hands, intertwining them with yours once again.

His head nodded lightly, looking away from your gaze. “I’m sorry I’m being an idiot; I promise I won’t let it bother me for the rest of the night.”

“Good, because it’s ridiculous. But you are cute when you’re jealous though.”

Jooheon:

“Stay by my side,” Jooheon instructed, wrapping his arm around your waist. You jumped lightly at his touch, watching as his eyes stared across the room.

“Careful,” you whispered, loosening his grip around you slightly, “what’s brought this on? Or more, who’s brought this on all of a sudden.”

He turned inwards to shield you, “I overheard that guy earlier telling his mate that he was going to buy you a drink, so I’m making sure he knows you’re not available.”

“I would have said no if he offered,” you tried to tell him, but Jooheon didn’t listen, determined to make his point to the group. “Shall we just go home instead?”

“You’re having a good time, we don’t need to go because of this.”

“I’d rather be at home anyway.”

Before things could escalate you guided Jooheon out of the club and towards the nearest taxi. “How can one person be so oblivious to when a girl isn’t single?”

“I don’t know,” you chuckled, “but seeing you jealous certainly was a sight,” you teased. “You’ve really got no need to get so jealous, you know that?”

“How can I not? Look at you, anyone would be lucky to have you.”

Changkyun:

The vibration of your phone caught your attention, turning it around and sniggering at a comment from one of your work colleagues.

“Something funny?” Changkyun called from across the room in response to your laughter, “it’s that guy from the office again isn’t it?”

You glanced across at him, turning your phone down to reply to it later. “It was, he put a funny comment in our group chat. Why are you saying it like you are, what’s wrong?”

“He’s all you talk about,” he groaned, standing up from the sofa, “it’s like everyone else is invisible to you.”

Your eyes rolled, “so what you’re trying to tell me is that you’re jealous of a guy who I have a strictly professional working relationship with, right?”

“Well when you put it like that, maybe I am a bit.”

“But why would you be?”

“Because he made you laugh,” he cried out, “it sounds silly but I hate knowing that other people can make you laugh, I should be the one to make you laugh.”

You walked across the room to him, “you’re the funniest person I’ve ever met, that’s why I’m here with you, not with anyone else Changkyun.”

“I know, I’m sorry. But just remember, I’m definitely funnier than him.”

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[MONSTA X] Changkyun - Happy Without Me

word count: 3.8k warnings: alcohol, suggestions of smoking, swearing, suggestions of sex summary: I don't think about you sometimes 'Cause I think about you all the time a/n: I’ve been listening to the All About Luv album a lot recently and Happy Without Me hit a little different the other day. I hope you don’t notice how I slacked off near the end 💜

“Yerim what are you wearing for tonight? I wanna look cute but not like ‘I’ve put effort in’ kinda cute, you know? Like I’m always this cute.”

Yerim laughed as she replied, “You’d look hot wearing a bin bag so shut up and let me know what drinks you want. It’s ‘bring your own booze’ so I was gonna run to the store for extra before we go.”

“Umm, vodka? Tequila? Maybe rum? I’m getting smashed tonight and you’re all going to carry me home, just letting you know.” Soobin winked and blew kisses at the both of you with a coy smile on her face, as some form of ‘thank you in advance’ for the troubles that you would be going through later that night. As much pain she put the both of you through, it was hard not to love her.

“Yeah, you say that as if that’s not what happens every week, you psycho.”

You smiled from the comfort of your sofa as you witnessed the two of your best friends bicker. You were never really one for parties, but you decided to let yourself go after an unfortunate night maybe five? six months ago. You thought that you could vent your frustrations into your notes app and be done with it, but your friends took pity and introduced you to another option. One where you could numb your mind with alcohol and crashing bass, and you figured that it was somewhat more enjoyable than cry-writing shitty poetry on a Friday night. Notes app therapy was now a thing of the past.

Changkyun had become such an integral part of your life that you couldn’t help yourself from unconsciously replaying memories that you had attempted to bury. A simple look at the most irrelevant objects would have him running through your mind before you could even stop yourself. Oh, we bought this mug together. You were surprised he hadn’t taken it with him when he left. It was his favourite mug to drink whiskey out of. Speaking of whiskey, you needed a drink. It had only taken days for him to make himself at home at the forefront of your thoughts but how long was it going to take to rid of him?

As much as you tried to keep those thoughts at bay, no amount of alcohol could ever stop them from crashing back over you whenever you saw that little smiley face appear at the top of your Instagram feed.

imnameim. When had he posted a story? You hadn’t seen the pink circle earlier. Would it be too early to look at it now? You couldn’t risk tapping on it only to see that it had been posted 12 seconds ago, just like you had done the other day. And the day before. And the day before that. Should you just make a burner account? No, that’s too far, we’re not going there today, bitch... Maybe tomorrow.

You hated how much power that tattoo face held over you, looking straight into your eyes - almost mockingly. Oh, did I look like a smiley face to you six months ago? Well, I’m a sad face now and that’s all you’re ever going to see.

“Y/N! Hey! You’re going to stare a hole into your phone.” Soobin clapped in your face, trying to get your attention. You looked up, softening your expression to meet Yerim’s eyes.

“Soobin was asking what you’re going to wear tonight.” Yerim said.

“I don’t know, probably that top I got yesterday?” you shrugged, unbothered by your friends’ question. You weren’t going to parties to impress anyone; you were going to drink the last of your braincells away.

“Y/N, ‘that top’ you got yesterday is a free t-shirt you got from the Domino’s pop-up stall on campus. I’m not letting you do this again.” Yerim dead panned.

“OK and...?” You met both of their concerned faces only to have them grab each of your arms.

“Come on. Up. That’s it.” You made unintelligible noises as they dragged you up off the sofa and into your closet. The thoughts about Changkyun’s story were left on the sofa as your mind was now filling with an excited buzz. “You act like you hate this, but I know you love getting trashed with us, Y/N.” Yerim laughed and you knew it too.

Changkyun lay in Jae-in’s bed, with her nestled in his chest as he looked up at the ceiling and sighed. Being careful not to wake her, he slowly squeezed his arm out from under her head to lay on his stomach to scroll through Instagram.

He had posted a story over an hour ago, half hoping that you’d see it – a cover of Dean’s Instagram. How ironic.

He shook his head at how pathetic his efforts seemed, whispering to himself, “What the hell are you doing?” He refreshed his feed for the last time to see that you had posted a video of the three of you dancing to a song in your walk-in closet. Probably drunk. Upon re-watching the video on loop for the third time, he concluded that you were most definitely drunk.

Seeing you having fun like this had him torn between being happy for you, moving on with your life and probably on to other men too. Being attractive plus the endless number of parties you went to now was just the perfect recipe. You were bound to have found someone.

And this is where the hatred washed over him. He despised it. Hated seeing you have fun without him, moving on as if he had never existed. Was it that easy for you to just forget? It seemed unfair that he was still struggling to keep you off his mind while you were out having the time of your life, letting your followers know of that fact too.

Deep down, he knew that he wasn’t happy for you at all. He was just trying to kid himself into thinking that he was. Be mature and everything. That was what both of you had agreed to be when your relationship came to an end. After days of what could probably be called a verbal equivalent of a nuclear war, the two of you had given up.

Crying, shouting, complete silence, you had done it all and there was no end in sight. On day three of radio silence, you felt as if you could do without speaking to Changkyun at all. When you brought it up, he admitted he felt the same. Exhaustion making both of you devoid of any emotion, you agreed to disagree and act like the fight had never happened. You were tired and wanted nothing more to do with it. Or each other. Thinking of yourselves as somewhat grown, you decided to be civil since you were in the same circle of friends, not wanting to burden them with any of your problems.

With so many things left unsaid and ties still loose, there was no way that you could just cut clean. But you never so much as bumped into each other since.

You hadn’t blocked each other though, as you both felt that it was some sign of weakness. Yeah, I’m tough enough to keep them on my socials. They don’t bother me. Not at all. But in the small hours of the morning, you were on each other’s profiles, hoping for a glimpse of what they were up to. Wondering if he had finished that song he was working on. If you were eating well. If he was really seeing Jae-in seriously. If you were well and truly happy.

“Hey, how are you doing?”

Y/N’s doing just fine for themselves, everyone can see that.

“Did you finish that essay?”

No, that’s too random.

“I think about you all the time.”

Shut up Changkyun.

Though you had both agreed to be ‘friends’, there was no easy way in going about messaging one another when you had fought so explosively. Changkyun also felt that he had missed the right timeframe for him to salvage whatever there was left of the relationship. Whether it be platonic or romantic. No matter how much he wanted to message you, his pride falsely masked as maturity stopped him from ever doing more than wish for you to call him and say that everything was going to be ok. That you can start over.

“Do you wanna go to Minhyuk’s house party?” Jae-in’s voice was heavy with sleep, squinting her eyes at the bright screen of her phone. Changkyun was startled from his thoughts, not realising that she had been woken up by a text.

“House party…?” Changkyun was dubious.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to, it’s just that we don’t ever do anything besides fuck, and I thought we could do with a change of scenery.”

“I mean yeah it’s just that we’ve never hung out with other people before. Like together.”

He had met Jae-in at a bar a few months ago. Holed up in his studio after the breakup, Changkyun got to channelling his anger into working on his music until his course mate Minhyuk persuaded him out for drinks. Minhyuk had flirted with the girls from the table over to get them to join in on the pity party. Jae-in had seated herself next to Changkyun and a few drinks later, they had quickly bonded over their childhood obsession with Death Note to which she followed up with an invitation to watch it at her place. Who was Kyun to reject? With all this pent-up energy to spare, music wasn’t quite cutting it.

“I doubt anyone will care that we arrived together.” Jae-in shrugged. “Let’s go.”

“Yeah, I invited Jae-in and I think Changkyun might come with her too.” Minhyuk stated nonchalantly over the phone. You choked on your wine and thanked God that the music in your room was loud enough to cover the unnatural sound you had just made. “Y/N, is that ok? I should have asked you befo-”

“No, I don’t care.” You replied a little too quickly, “It’s been months and we broke up on good terms anyway, remember?”

“MINNIE! I MISS YOU!” Soobin drunkenly shouted across the room as Yerim held her back from throwing herself at the phone.

“I MISS YOUR FACE TOO, BINNIE! I’LL SEE YOU LATER!” Minhyuk chuckled as he didn’t hesitate to match her volume through the phone.

“Ugh, you two make me sick”, Yerim rolled her eyes, “You literally saw each other this morning. Just get together already.”

As Soobin and Minhyuk continued to chat, engulfed in their own little world, you reached to grab another drink. If Minhyuk’s predictions were right, you were going to need something stronger than wine to get you through the night.

Stepping into Minhyuk’s apartment, Changkyun could feel the bass rumble underneath his feet already.

“Hey! You made it! I thought you guys weren’t going to come, it’s so late! But we have drinks and snacks in the kitchen. Oh, and Jae-in, the bathrooms just through the hallway on the right…” Minhyuk’s voice trailed off into the loud music. Changkyun followed behind Jae-in as his friend gave the newcomer a guided tour of his place.

Though he was familiar with the apartment, it felt a little weird for him to walk through it with someone else by his side. A pack of cards strewn over the floor jogged his memory back to a particularly warm night in June. With the sun just beginning to rise, you both stood below Minhyuk’s balcony at 4am. You shouted,

“HEY MINHYUK, WE’RE GOING TO PLAY UNO AT YOUR PLACE, D’YOU WANNA JOIN?”

“THOUGHT WE’D ASK IN CASE YOU’D FEEL LEFT OUT.” Changkyun added. You both snickered as Minhyuk opened his window to shout back at you, regretting that he had ever given you two the spare keys to his apartment.

“ARE YOU REALLY INVITING ME TO PLAY CARDS MY OWN HOUSE RIGHT NOW?!” Birds fluttered away startled, as a neighbouring window flashed on a light in annoyance. Your shouting combined could never top the sheer volume of Minhyuk’s voice. Changkyun grabbed your hand as you ran into the building laughing before the neighbour could join in on the screaming match.

With classes finished for the year, you had what felt like an infinite amount of time on your hands. Kyun smiled to himself as he was reminded of those summer nights that he had spent with you. Stargazing, pillow talking, daydreaming on repeat.

“Yeah, so you can get to the outdoor space through the living room but I’m giving you special access to my little balcony through my room because you’re uh, Changkyun’s friend.” Minhyuk grinned as he ended his tour.

Upon entering the actual party in the lounge, Changkyun stopped in his tracks at the sight of you on the other side of the room. For a moment, the smoke in the room seemed to clear as his eyes trained on you throw your head back in laughter at Yerim’s animated storytelling. Hearing your voice so crystal clear made his heart swell with something that he couldn’t quite put into words. Half a year had passed since he had last seen you, sat broken on the floor of your apartment, explaining that it would be best to part ways. You had looked so drained of emotion then; it was such a stark contrast to what he was seeing now. He stood frozen, heart beating hard against his chest like a hammer.

“Kyun! Why are you so late?” Wonho, another friend of Kyun’s appeared out of nowhere with a bottle of tequila in his hand. “You gotta catch up on the drinks now, come on, open your mouth.” Wonho went to grab his face with one hand as he proceeded to try and pour some alcohol into his mouth jokingly. Changkyun chuckled as he play-fought with Wonho only to stop midway when he noticed Jae-in smiling at the sight.

“Oh, this is my friend Jae-in.” Kyun straightened up and brushed off his clothes.

Wonho went to shake her hand as Minhyuk snuck up behind him.

"Yeah, friend.” He giggled as he raised his brows suggestively and left as quickly as he appeared shouting, “Binnie! Where are you? We gotta go make those s’mores you wanted!”

Changkyun rolled his eyes and smiled as he guided Jae-in to the nearest table of drinks and set to introducing her to the rest of his friends, hoping that you wouldn’t notice him.

At this point, the three of you were beyond gone. Soobin had already passed out with a s’more in her hand as Minhyuk hauled her over his shoulder to put her to sleep in the guest room.

“And she.. she was telling me to sythensi.. she was telling me thynsenise, no, synsi.. she wanted me to synthesise, there we go, snythi…” Yerim tripped over words, dead set on getting her pronunciation right while Hyungwon sat and nodded with his signature painful smile on his face. She was determined, hand on his shoulder with a grip that let him know he wasn’t going anywhere until she had finished her story.

As for you? You were sat next to Yerim, a vacant smile on your face as you struggled to keep your eyes open. Day drinking followed up with a house party in the evening really wasn’t the best idea for the lightweights that you are but there you were, listening to your friend repeat the same sentence over and over again. An urgent voice in your head piped up, letting you know that you should probably go for a breath of fresh air.

“Yerim, hey, Yerim, I’m.. going for some air… stay with Hyungwon okay? Hyungwon, call me if anything happens?” You stood up, struggling to find your balance and teetered across the room to get to Minhyuk’s balcony.

The thing about you is that you are one of those blessed people that can sober up as quickly as they get smashed. You felt refreshed, taking in a deep breath as if to cleanse your alcohol ridden bloodstreams with the cool evening air. Your head still spun a little but as long as you kept your eyes anchored on the moon, you’d be fine in no time.

As much as your body needed a break from the party, it wasn’t the greatest timing for your mental state. Once you had assumed that Changkyun wasn’t coming to the party, you let go of the anxiety holding you back from enjoying yourself. You had been overstimulated from the alcohol, music, and people, not giving yourself a chance to think about anything else. But once those factors were gone, it was just you, alone with your drunken thoughts on a balcony looking up at the moon. And just like that, those suppressed memories regarding a certain boy couldn’t help but unpack themselves from your unconscious. Oh man, this was going to be such a good cry.

Changkyun was beginning to feel a little too tipsy for his liking. Though he was having a great time, it felt as if he wasn’t entirely present at the scene, like he was watching and laughing along through a TV screen. He slipped away from the kitchen island to get a breather.

“Oh shit, sorry, I didn’t realise anyone was here.” He apologised, going to close the door of Minhyuk’s balcony to a figure hunched over the railing. You looked up from your hands at him and tried to focus on the blurry face.

His movements faltered when your eyes met, door still open. Just one look at you was enough for that knock back into reality Changkyun had needed. God were you a sight for sore eyes. He drank up the way your cheeks and nose were flushed pink, how your eyes were glossy in the moonlight, eyelashes thick with tears, and the way the softly coloured city lights behind you framed your face. With the night air stained with your perfume and the sounds of muted traffic perfecting the scene, he had never felt so in the present until now. He wanted this moment to last a lifetime.

“Changkyun?” You replied, as you wiped your eyes clear of the tears blurring your vision. You could tell that voice apart anywhere, you only questioned in the slight chance that you were just hallucinating, going insane.

“Are you ok? I can leave if you want, I-” He began hurriedly, knowing that you hated having anyone see you cry.

“I’m fine.” You sniffed.

“Bad day?” He asked softly, bringing himself to stand next to you, looking over at the cityscape.

“Yeah, something like that.” You replied, letting out a small laugh as you wiped the last of the tears from your face.

Tension hung so thick in the air you could feel it weigh down on your shoulders. Changkyun hated that you, the person he had once shared the deepest parts of his mind with, was someone he was now so uncomfortable with.

You both stood there awhile, looking out at the blinking lights of the cityscape. As quiet as it was, you could almost hear the sound of your brains whirring, going back and forth over whether or not you should say something to break the silence. Changkyun had spent months thinking of questions he wanted to ask you for when this moment came, but the alcohol and nerves fogged up his mind. All he could think of doing was holding you in his arms, hoping for you to be able to feel his apologies, sincerity and promises through the beating of his chest.

A heavy pressing in your lungs only intensified, as you thought about how the present situation had become the outcome of those few perfect years. You regulated your breathing, trying to break down the lump from coming up in your throat, on the verge of tears again. Thinking back, you realised that you probably could have been a little more understanding, could have softened your sharp words, could have opened your heart up some more to allow for Changkyun to do so in return. These thoughts and emotions bubbled up inside your chest to spill out of your mouth before you even knew what you wanted to say.

“Changkyun, I-”

“I found a really nice place for nights like this. Y/N.” he cut across with an anxious tremble in his voice. He could feel the apology ready to tumble from your lips, he had to stop you from apologising for things that you really didn’t need to. He hated that your heart was so big and so loving that you were willing to start trying to mend this relationship first. But he hated himself more for not having the courage to try to be even half as loving as you are.

He continued, still looking out over the balcony, worried that he’d start to tear up if he met your eyes again, “you can see the stars so clearly, it’s insane.”

You turned to him, tears welling in your eyes again. Despite having cut each other from your lives for what felt like a lifetime, it broke you how he could still read you like his favourite book.

“Can we go? Y/N? I’ve waited so long to show you.”

Hot tears fell down your cheeks again as Changkyun noticed and turned to you, pulling you into his chest as you cried out the mess of emotions you had amassed.

The person you had wanted to talk about your breakup with Changkyun the most, was so ironically Changkyun. He’d know how to calm you down, how to sort out your problems with ice cream in bed like any other issue you were facing. But what were you supposed to do when you had cut the one who understood you the most so bluntly from your life? Who were you supposed to turn to when you wanted to talk about that?

Your cries pierced into his heart deeper with every second that passed, feeling the hurt in your voice in the deepest parts of his soul. He replied by holding you tighter, and you could feel all those things he left unsaid that day you left in the warmth of his chest.

“We don’t have to rush,” He whispered into your hair, “I have all the time in the world for you. Let it out.”

He brought a hand up from your shoulders hesitantly, feeling almost undeserving of comforting you after the pain he had caused you. But to you, his hand stroking your hair was where you found your solace.

So, there you stood, in each other’s arms having poured out your hearts to one another without having said a single word. But you both knew that you felt every single one.

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Setting Boundaries

Monsta X AU: 8th member

Zoey x Monsta X

Zoey will not stand for intrusion into her apartment.

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Zoey was startled awake by the sound of breaking glass. She shot up in bed, eyes darting around, expecting to see a burglar breaking into her bedroom. Instead, she was greeted by an empty room, with even her boyfriend missing.

She blinked, still trying to wake herself up, when she heard muffled voices. She frowned swinging herself out of her bed. She grabbed a sweater off of the floor (it was Seungcheol’s and he refused to pick up his clothes no matter how hard she tried), and pulled it on over her tank top.

Making her way out of the bedroom and into the hallway, the voices got louder. However, she quickly realized that instead of a burglar intent on stealing their things, it was a group of boys who were also intent on stealing their things.

“It is way too early for this.” She leaned in the doorway.

“Oh, hey Zo.” Seungkwan waved from the couch, where he was munching on a bowl of cereal.

“Did we wake you up?” Hoshi asked, drawing her attention to the source of the noise she’d heard earlier. Him and Seungcheol were knelt over the shattered remains of one of their cereal bowls, attempting to sweep the shards into a dustpan.

“Well, I thought we were being robbed, so yeah.” She crossed her arms. “Honestly I might have preferred that.” She looked back at Seungkwan. “Are those my fruitloops?”

He didn’t even have the decency to look ashamed. “Probably.”

Seungcheol stood from the floor, walking over to his less-than-impressed girlfriend. “Sorry, babe. I was trying to make them be quiet.”

He leaned in for a kiss, and Zoey leaned back.

He frowned. “You’re mad.”

“I haven’t brushed my teeth.” She countered. “But why are they here?”

“They wanted breakfast.” He offered. “And we had food.”

“That’s fine.” Zoey sighed. “Just don’t make a habit of it.”

“Hey Mom, do you have another bowl we can use?” Hoshi called.

Zoey blinked slowly, trying to figure out whether she’d actually just heard things right. “I’m sorry, what did you just call me?”

“Uh, Mom.” He answered, scooping the last of the shards into the dustpan. “That’s what we all call you.”

“What?” She turned to glare at her boyfriend. “Care to explain?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Um….I meant to warn you about that.”

“How long has this been going on?”

“How long have you guys been dating?” Seungkwan asked.

“Seriously?” She smacked Seungcheol in the arm. “You’ve been letting them call me ‘Mom’ this whole time?”

“I don’t let them do anything!” He protested. “They just do it. Not usually around me and you.”

“How am I a mom?” Zoey demanded. “I’m younger than like half your group! Do I look pregnant or something?”

“Say no!” Hoshi said quickly.

“Not at all.” Seungcheol shook his head. “They just….like, I’m the leader and fans joke that I’m a dad, so with you being my girlfriend they called you mom.”

She snapped her fingers. “Is that why Dokyeom sent me flowers on Monther’s Day?”

“Yes.” Seungkwan confirmed.

“He did?” Seungcheol groaned. “I’m sorry. I promise they’ll-“

Zoey tuned him out, her gaze zeroing in on Seungkwan’s hair.

“Why is your hair wet?” She demanded, walking over to inspect.

“What?” He sunk lower into the couch, trying to hide behind his bowl of cereal.

It didn’t work. She stopped in front of him, bending down and grabbing a fistful of his hair. It was, in fact, wet, and slid out of her grip when he scrambled away.

“Tell me it’s raining outside and that’s why your hair is wet!” She crossed her arms.

“I showered, thank you very much.” He rubbed his head.

“Where?” She asked, knowing full well that he wouldn’t have traipsed through the streets of Seoul with wet hair.

“Inyourshower.” He mumbled.

“What was that?” She poked his arm, prodding the answer out of him.

“In your shower!” He shouted, running away to hide behind Seungcheol. “Make Mom stop bullying me.”

Seungcheol, for his part, had the decency to look like he wanted to jump out of the window.

“In our shower?” Zoey exclaimed, looking at her boyfriend with wide eyes and holding her hand to her chest. “In my, walk-in, marble shower with pink lights and essential oils?”

“I even used your body wash.” Seungkwan stuck his tongue out.

“Shut up.” Seungcheol begged.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” Zoey leaned on the back of the couch, reaching down to grab a handful of Seungkwan’s cereal.

“It’s not that serious.” Hoshi snorted.

“IT IS!” Zoey shouted. “It’s my shower, in my apartment! I was asleep. I didn’t say you could come here at any hour of the day and eat my food and use my shower and break my dishes! This is supposed to me our place! Our does not include-“

“Okay, baby.” Seungcheol walked over, gently patting the top of her head. “Are you okay?”

“No.” She pouted, leaning her head on his arm. “Make them leave.”

“I can’t make them leave.” He told her. “I can make them buy you a new bowl and a new body wash.”

“Hold on a second!” Seungkwan protested. “You said I could-“

“And make them promise never to use my shower again.” She begged.

“It’s his shower too.” Hoshi said.

“Oh my god.” Zoey held a hand to her forehead.

“Don’t worry, honey. It’s your shower, in your bathroom.” He rubbed her back, glaring at his group mates. “They won’t ever use it again.”

“Good.” Zoey said quietly.

“Now,” Seungcheol lifted her chin to look at him. “You’re going to go get back in bed, and I’m going to make you a bagel and a coffee, okay?”

“That sounds nice.” She nodded. She was still half-asleep, and certain that her outburst was largely as a result of her exhaustion.

“Okay, go watch your drama.” Seungcheol gently pushed her back towards the hallway.

“You can apologize whenever you want.” Seungkwan smirked.

Zoey actually hissed at him as she walked by.

“Seriously?” Hoshi asked as soon as she was gone. “It’s your apartment too.”

“She’s my girlfriend. If she wants to ban you guys from the bathroom, you guys are banned from the bathroom.” Seungcheol answered simply, grabbing a large mug from the cupboard.

“You mean that, because she has sex with you, she can do whatever she wants.”

“Sure, that too.”

#monsta x #monsta x au #monsta x imagines #monsta x 8th member #female kpop #female member kpop #female!kpop #requests open #au #kpop #imagines #imagine #kpop au #kpop imagines #kpop imagine

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kpopisamood · 4 years

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Queen’s Clan { 21 }

Summary: y/n is plagued by nightmares. She realizes that the more she runs away, the less frequently they haunt her. However, in running away, she’s also running straight into her ultimate demise. Will she be saved in time by those who would lay down their lives for her, even if they don’t know of each other’s existence?

Monsta X/Reader, Human/Vampire(s), Reverse Harem

Warnings:

Word count: 1.22k

Tag list: @noonaduck @lovinggalaxies @elenaramos1 @girlwith-thecinder-blockgarden @sun-moon-n-yunho @stargazersara @luvthatleader-nim @jooheonbee @vincent-stargogh @perrshian @kurochan3 @imbxckytrash @joonsgotthejuice @mymymywonderland @2ka-tja2 @qween-of-trash @senpai-creampai @shorty-will-notice @atricksterwithwings @kapetan-poludeli-kaktus @jisusnunjoon @lunakiah

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You weren’t scared of death.

You weren’t particularly best friends with it, either.

Sure, you’d run away from the Shadows that threatened to suffocate you, but that was out of fear of them. Not of what came after.

But the Shadows were something you wanted back more than ever. Especially right at this moment.

You had just formed an alliance with Hyungwon and Kihyun. To seal the deal, blood exchange was needed. The moment their joined blood touched your taste buds, it was like an atomic bomb went off around you.

Hyungwon immediately pulled Kihyun behind him, looking at you with fear and awe. Kihyun’s wrist was ripped from your mouth and the room took on an eerie, purple hue.

Kihyun smirked at you as he licked his wound closed. Hyungwon kept a defensive stance in front of the shorter man and fixed his cautious gaze on you.

“You were right, Kihyun.” Hyungwon stated, retreating back slowly as if you were dangerous. More dangerous than him; a rumored Queen Killer.

“I always am.” He sighed.

You couldn’t find your voice. The purple glow was growing darker and slowly approaching your tense form. You wanted to scream out, to run. Anything but let them overtake you. Whispers flooded your ears and you could hear a set of doors being thrown open.

“Stop! If you approach her like this, she’ll kill you.” Kihyun warned.

“What have you done?!” One of your Mates, Wonho, yelled. He sounded helpless, angry. Pure panic coated his words and you could feel him trying to come to you. You needed him to.

“She can’t control herself right now. She can’t even see us.” Hyungwon stated, sounding like he was holding something, perhaps someone back.

“She needs to face whatever it is that’s here. Alone.” Kihyun said. It was true, the dark Shadows overtook everything. You couldn’t see five feet in front of you and the whispers were getting louder. Groans of agony surrounded you, making you want to claw at your ears to stop the sound. But you stood still.

‘Not like this,’ you thought. ‘Not in front of them. Please don’t hurt them.’

“That’s up to you, Y/N.”

Your eyes widened at your name and the scene around you changed completely.

You were back in Sonaelina’s home, the pillows with the elements still on the floor. Except, they were destroyed in some way. The water was gone, the grass burnt, the embers put out, and the rocks shattered. Did they do this after you left?

“You did it.” Someone whispered in your ear, causing you to shiver and jump.

‘Me?’

“What are you, Y/N?”

‘I-I’m not sure.’

“What are you, Y/N?” It pressed on, making you look back at the elements again.

‘I am a Queen.’

“What kind?” The shadows surrounded the elements, trying to repair what you had seemingly broken.

‘The kind that destroys?’ You asked fearfully.

The voices cut off completely, your vision was coming back to you. You saw Sonaelina, Astor, and yourself chatting and laughing at each other’s stories. Element test failure forgotten. Except, it wasn’t a failure. You saw your former self turn to look at you, a red glint in her eye and a smirk adorning her features. She had all the confidence in the world because she wasn’t afraid. Not of death, not of anyone. Not because she was naive. But because one thought kept her going. They should be afraid of her.

“What are you, Y/N?”

“Chaos.” You whispered.

You were back in Hyungwon’s manor. You were still in the same position as before but you could finally move, could breathe.

You turned your attention to where you could feel your Mates and once they felt your eyes, they ran to you.

Jooheon made it first, asking if you were okay or if you needed a doctor. Shownu picked you up and turned you this way and that, doing a physical right then and there. Wonho tried holding you in between everyone’s freak outs while Minhyuk and Changkyun kept their distance to watch Hyungwon and Kihyun.

The latter were watching you as if you were a reality tv show. Probably looked like a train wreck, but hard to look away from. A sudden thought came to you, already making your vision red.

“Did you know that would happen if we were to ally?” You asked with a calm voice.

“I was hoping something like that would happen, yes.” Hyungwon answered, finishing off a glass of wine.

That was all you needed.

You lunged across the room, grabbing Hyungwon by his throat and throwing him down to the floor, causing the tile to crack underneath your force. Your Mates were quick to back you, ready to fight Kihyun if necessary but he stood down and watched you and his King.

Hyungwon chuckled. “You’re going to kill your first and only ally?” He challenged you. You saw his arm creep up to break through your hold but you saw through him and pinned him again. His lip twitched, giving away his nervousness. “I helped you realize your true power. You don’t need to run or be afraid anymore.” He scoffed, trying to push you off again. Your grip tightened and you growled out. “I can help you control this. You need me as much as I need you. If you kill me, the Royals will put you away or end you and your Mates. Let me help you.”

Your emotions felt like hot lava pulsating through you and with a grunt, you hurled Hyungwon into the ceiling before plummeting back down to your grasp and causing more tiles to crack underneath and above you.

“I’ll admit, I deserved that one.” He laughed, blood starting to flow out of his mouth.

You felt a hand on your shoulder and saw Minhyuk. All your negative emotions fizzled out when you met his kind eyes; his soft smile he reserved just for you. You saw your other Mates approach you and you feared they would fear you. But no such hesitation was present in their steps. They still looked at you as if you were their world and the sight caused your eyes to burn.

“Take me home.” You whispered softly, trying not to break down in front of everyone.

You let go of Hyungwon and tried standing up, only to fall frontwards. Wonho caught you before you landed on your knees and held you to his chest.

“Always, Y/N.” He kissed the side of your head in adoration as he felt you slump completely in his arms. He turned to the rest of your Clan and saw them form a protective circle around you and him.

They were right not to trust Chae Hyungwon. But he may have been onto something.

Heyyyyy I wasn’t expecting to post this but look where we are. Heh how are y’all?

#kpop #kpop fic #monsta x fic #monsta x x reader #monsta x x you #ot7 x reader #ot7 x you #kpop fanfic

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chicken-fifi · 4 years

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Well Known Secret - Shownu Imagine

Summary: Shownu and you are in a relationship. The two of you try your hardest to hide your relationship from everyone but it seems everyone already seems to know about the romance taking place between you two. Safe to say when you both decide to reveal your romance to them, their lack of reactions are quite shocking for the two of you.

You sat quietly in the café drinking the coffee in front of you. Looking out the window you spotted a familiar figure walking down the side walk. As soon as they entered the café, he made a beeline for the table you were at, slipping into the in front of you.

“I almost thought you wouldn’t make it,” you said looking and giving him a smile, “Did anyone notice you leaving?”

Hyunwoo shook his head extending his hand over the table and taking your gently, “I made sure no one would notice me missing.”

He ran his thumb over your knuckles lovingly. You turned your hand taking his tightly in yours and squeezing it.

“How does take-out sound for dinner?”

~~~

Hyunwoo looked at the watch around his wrist before sighing deeply and throwing his back against the wall. He was too busy dwelling with his thoughts about his plans later that evening that he didn’t notice the chatter of his band mates taking place only feet away from him.

“He’s whipped,” Jooheon stated looking at his leader, "Does he really think he's good at hiding it?"

Kihyun nodded, "(Y/N) texted him the other day and he looked like a lost puppy ready to run to his owner."

The six males continued talking about the romance their leader was trying so hard to hide, all them taking jabs at the two lovers.

"She drops everything when her phone pings," Hoseok revealed about his younger sister sending a small glare in his elders direction, "She hardly pays attention to me anymore."

Soon after his comment, Hyunwoo stood up and turned in their direction, "Let's finish up quickly so we can go back to the dorm and rest."

"Sure," the six men replied sarcastically, "back to the dorm."

~~~

You set the last dish down on the table before taking a seat next to your boyfriend. You dug in, relishing in the explosion of flavors that took over your mouths. Finishing the bote you took you looked at Hyunwoo finding his eyes already on you.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," you began, picking up a string bean and placing on his plate, "about our relationship."

Hyunwoo stopped mid chew, his eyes widening and heart beginning to pound so loud in his chest he was sure you would hear it, "What is it?"

"It's getting hard to hide this from Hoseok. He's starting to get suspicious. What do you think about... going public?"

He stopped chewing, hand mid air ready to bring another bite to his mouth.

"What about your career?" he asked concerned, as you had only just debuted as an actress months ago, "What if in doing so it destroys your chances at making it big?"

"My career isn't as important as my love for you."

Placing his hand back on the table and placing down his chopsticks on the plate, he reached over and took you hand, "If you want to do it, if you're ready to let everyone know, then so am I."

You jumped up rushing to his side and peppering kisses all over his face before stopping and hugging him as best as you could.

"You missed a spot," he said playfully pouting, earning a laugh and chaste kiss on his lips.

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'ROOKIE ACTRESS, SHIN (Y/N) AND MONSTA X'S SHOWNU CONFIRMED TO BE DATING'

You looked at the head line on your phone before staring up at the building in front of you. Hyunwoo had asked you to come to explain yourselves to the boys. Walking through the entrance you greeted the receptionist before heading down to where the practice rooms and peaking through windows until you found the one you were looking for. As soon as you walked in, you realized you were alone with your brother and five of his members.

"You both finally decided to confirm to everyone what was already known," Hoseok said looking directly at you, earning a look of confusion from you.

"No one knew about us, we made sure to keep to ourselves and be very secretive," you countered, getting laughs in response from all the guys.

"Cafe dates, obvious glances and stares at award shows, pecks on the cheek in broad daylight... " Minhyuk began listing on his fingers one by one, "Let's not forget the time you two were caught at the dorm alone."

Your face went read, "How have you guys known?"

"Like three days after you guys started dating," Changkyun said sending you a teasing smile, "'I miss you so much Oppa!~ Please come back soon!~'"

Your face reddened even more just as Hyunwoo walked through the door, smiling seeing you.

"As you guys probably know already, we're dating!" he said, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

The six men looked at each other before feigning shock.

"REALLY!?"

Apparently is wasn't only the guys who already knew. Twitter was already swarming with tweets about the two calling you both out for being so obviously dating and not realizing that you two were bad at hiding it.

Although, you still don't know how Changkyun managed to get that message you sent to Hyunwoo...

A/N: So this was pretty long, I think, can't tell on my phone. Anyways, I didn't really know how to go about this one despite literally just picking it out of a hat. I hope you enjoyed it! Please ignore any major typos and grammatical errors, typing on a phone during a parent meeting for soccer is not easy to do when you have to fake paying attention. Chapter 3 of Star Struck tomorrow. REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

#kpop #kpop imagines #monsta x #shownu #monsta shownu #son hyunwoo #monsta x son hyunwoo #monsta x masterlist #monsta x imagine #monsta x scenario

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aussiebabesonly · 4 years

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He’s My Son Okay! @aussiebabesonly

Felix:*talking with his deep husky voice while being in the same room with these idols*

Chanyeol from EXO:“Umm, are you my son?”

I.M from Monsta X:“Nope that’s my boy.”

Yuto from Pentagon:“Sorry you’re mistaken, he’s mine.”

Yongguk from BAP:“Shut up, he’s MY son.”

Namjoon from BTS:“Of course not! He’s one of my kids.”

Jackson from GOT7:“Okay y’all stop playin games, he’s M I N E.”

Rome from C-Clown:“H A H A! You guys are funny, thinking he’s your son when he’s mine obviously...AUSSIES.”

Bang Chan bursting into the room holding a broom: *grabs felix’s hand* BACK UP, MATES! HE BELONGS WITH ME! SAY ONE MORE THING AND IT’LL BE THE END!”

*disclaimer: Idea not mine*

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thenamesseven · 5 years

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Plot: It’s been a really long time since Changkyun found out his real feelings for you yet tonight he’s determined to let you know with the new song he wrote.

Warnings: Smut

Word count: 5.8k

This was a request! Sorry for taking so long to write this, I’ve been experiencing some writer’s block and it was so difficult to get inspired. Anyways, hope this is what you had in mind more or less! Enjoy! ^^

Hoseok seemed to have forgotten to mention how many people had been invited to the party tonight, to say the house was over crowded was a total misunderstanding. As soon as Changkyun walked inside his friend house he noticed there was people everywhere when the party had only started a couple of hours ago. He didn’t realize how popular he and his friends had become with their band Monsta X until he came to parties like this one, realizing how many people were truly dying to spend some time with them. They weren’t that famous yet, people just wanted a picture, something to brag about when they became real artists.

He didn’t dislike it but he still wasn’t used to it yet, Monsta X was formed by a group of outcasts that ended up being good making music somehow. Popularity wasn’t something they were used to and while some of them like Hoseok seem to live it others like Changkyun were still trying not to act awkward when a random stranger screamed his name just to get five seconds of his attention.

Anyways, he couldn’t care less about people tonight, the only one that mattered was you.

With a nervous smile Changkyun glanced around the room, searching for your figure. First in the entrance where mountains of coats and jackets were being created and then in the living room that seemed to be even more full of people, dancing and rubbing against each other in the made up dance floor Shownu and Hyungwon had probably made to show off some of their moves. Changkyun spotted Kihyun talking with some friends before waving his hand, telling him to approach them. He just shrugged as if telling him he would come by later.

Getting his phone out of his pocket, Changkyun started reading some texts messages, fingers tapping into the conversation the two of you had this afternoon where you said you would come to the party, specially at the mention of them performing a song he had recently written.

A confession song.

He was definitely starting to regret telling you about it.

Being in love with your best friend, with your childhood friend wasn’t fun or as romantic as writers made it seem. It was stressing, agonizing and not romantic at all. Changkyun doesn’t even know, he can’t remember the exact moment you went from a friend to a incredibly big crush. He didn’t know if it happened when you guys kissed one night playing a stupid game at another party when you were way too young to understand love, maybe it happened when he accidentally walked into your room while you were changing and caught a glimpse of your naked figure or maybe it was when he found himself doodling your name in his notebooks’ pages while daydreaming in class.

Damn he was whipped.

Hiding his feelings was not that difficult, you either were too oblivious to realize what he really felt or you were genuinely ignoring every single innocent flirting attempt he made with you. What was truly hard was hiding the reactions his body had to you, Changkyun blushed when you smiled his way, his eyes seemed to be glued to your hips when you were simply walking and let’s not talk about when you sat on his lap or thigh. Thanks God you’ve never noticed how hard he got when you did that, last thing he needed was his crush thinking he was a creep.

“She’s here”

His cheerful band mate voice, Jooheon’s, brought Changkyun back to reality. His brain processing and skin the information he just recieved. In the end, you had decided to come to the party and as result of that you would end up listening to the song he wrote for you mainly but also for his band. People didn’t really need to know you were the main character of that song, that you were his muse and inspiration…

Damn, all hope of falling out of love with you was lost. You had taken his heart away and there was no way of getting it back in one piece,

Drinking what was left in his plastic glass, Changkyun prepared himself to look your way. He dragged his eyes around the living room, feeling his heart beating as fast as it usually did when his system knew he was about to be blessed with the sight of you, until they landed on the entrance for the second time since he got to the party. His breath got caught in his throat when he saw you. Your small hands were busy getting rid of your coat, lips stretched in a beautiful smile since you were laughing, probably at a joke one of your friends had told you. Your features looked as delicate as always, eyes looking more intense than usually thanks to the simple make up you had applied on and your body, god your body….Changkyun found himself licking his lower lip unconsciously, as his eyes travelled down your figure. Tonight you chose to wear one of those short, black dresses that you slayed, the ones whose cloth hugged each of your curves perfectly. The ones whose length was perfect to show off those beautiful, smooth looking legs of yours. The high heels you were wearing not only matched your clothes but it also made your legs look longer, seductive…Tempting…He really needed to touch you before he went crazy.

Seeing Changkyun was totally astonished by the sound of you Minhyuk, another one of his bandmates, couldn’t help but laugh, gently pushing him forward “Aren’t you going say hi?” His annoying voice brought him back to reality from his delighting thoughts “If she catches you staring like your life depended on it, she will probably think you’re kind of creepy” Changkyun looked at him with a small frown on his face, forcing his eyes away from you and keeping them down on his empty glass. He surely wasn’t drunk enough to face you tonight.

“Let me get another drink, not ready for this yet” He muttered, walking away from his friends to hide in the kitchen with his new best friend, alcohol.

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“Damn he ran away as soon as he saw you, told you this outfit was going to be the end of him” Your friends couldn’t help but laugh at your best friend’s comment when they all saw Changkyun’s reaction to the clothes you were wearing tonight.

After some weeks observing him closely, you got to the conclusion that your feelings for him might not be unrequited and that you probably had a chance with him but the fear of screwing up your relationship with such an amazing guy kept scaring away the determination you sometimes felt to ask him out.

“Girls” You groaned, shaking your head in a disapproving way “Don’t make fun of him, please?” Your friends smiled at you amused, knowing that you probably found his reaction as fun as them but since you liked him, you wouldn’t laugh at his lame attempt of hiding himself.

“Why don’t you get us some drinks, huh? Seems like a good enough excuse to follow him into that kitchen” Another of your friends proposed, gently pushing you away from the group so you wouldn’t dare to say no to them

“But-”

“No buts missy, the only butt you’re touching tonight is going to be his”

You looked at your friend in an even more disapproving way, not believing she said that but before you could complain they all started waving their hands at you, shooing you away and into the kitchen where your prince charming -as they liked to call him- was waiting for you.

Things between you and Changkyun had got slightly weird, you didn’t know why or when it exactly happened but one day you were incredibly comfortable besides each other and then the other, complicated feelings had made an appearance and the two of you were thrown into this awkward situation where you weren’t sure if the other was feeling the same way as you but you also didn’t want to ruin the friendship pouring your heart out and telling him you loved him.

Love.

It was such a short word and yet it had such a big meaning.

Before you could keep following that trail of complicated thinking, you high heels stumbled onto something that would have made you break your face in the middle of the kitchen if it hadn’t been for the counter that allowed you to hold yourself onto it before a tragedy could happen. Some people noticed, you heard them giggle at your clumsy behaviour which made you blush.

“I knew I shouldn’t have worn this” You muttered under your breath, looking down at the stupid shoes your friend lent you, shaking your head. They weren’t comfortable to stand in and they were dangerous to walk with, it was true that they were beautiful and it made your legs look longer than they were but was it really worth it? You didn’t think so.

“Well, I like the shoes you usually wear but those look really good on you too”

Changkyun’s voice made you snap your head up at him so quickly that you almost lose all your balance and fall back on your butt. He was fast enough to wrap his hand around your wrist, helping you to regain your balance. His touch burnt, it felt so good to have his hand on you, to feel his skin against yours that your cheeks started heating up without any previous warning.

“Yeah but I walk like Bambi when he was born” You replied, hiding your shyness with your usual sarcasm.Changkyun was already used to this kind of unexpected responses, laughing at the original ones.

“That’s kind of cute though” He blurted out slightly surprising you

“You think me falling down in a party is kind of cute?” You obviously knew he didn’t mean it that way but Changkyun and you were used to mess with each other like this, tonight wouldn’t be any different though even when both of you seemed to be a bit too nervous.

Changkyun stayed a few seconds in silence, apparently processing the words that had just slipped from your soft, plump lips before he answered “What?” When your smile only got bigger his cheeks turned pink “I-I mean! You looked cute walking like that…Like with high heels…Cause they make you look really good…nOT THAT YOU DON’T LOOK EVERYDAY…..It’s just you look good now” Hearing you laugh he stopped ranting, sighing as a small smile stretched the corner of his lips up “Ah, I’m such a mess tonight” He whispered, running his fingers through his hair before he finished the rest of his drink in one big gulp

“Easy there, we don’t want you going up to that little stage all drunk” You told him, slightly worried about him “Are you that nervous? Don’t feel good about live performances or something?”

The way you seemed to worry about him squeezed his heart, stealing another small smile from his lips as he shrugged “Something like that, you’ll understand later”

“You’ll do great” You said nudging him, trying to calm him down a Little “Shownu told me you guys were performing a new song tonight” He got slightly tense but managed to hide it, keeping his eyes down on the empty glass he was holding “Why didn’t you ask for my opinion like always?” You asked curiously, a small pout decorating your lips, making them look even more plump for poor Changkyun. It’s not like you were mad at him or something, you just found it slightly weird that after a bunch of years allowing you to listen to the lyrics and bases he created he hadn’t done it for this one.

“Because it’s a bit special” He admitted looking insecure “I wanted you to be as surprised as everybody when you heard it” You nodded with a small smile, seeing he was really fidgety about everything. You knew Changkyun too well to know he was probably hiding something but you also knew that if he hadn’t told you by now, he wouldn’t do it until he felt like he could.

“Fiiiine” You rolled your eyes playfully “I’ll forgive you this time”

Changkyun nodded smiling more relaxed “Let me get you a drink” You nodded and sat on a stool, spending most of your time talking with him before he had to go up the stage.

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Even when the Hoseok’s big garden was totally crowded your friends had managed to stand really really close to the stage, so close that if one of the guys fell down they would fall on top of them. They all were really excited about them performing, specially since some of them had little crushes on Changkyun’s friends. You knew all of them pretty well and knew they were nice guys, all of them easy-going and despite their party animal exterior they tended to be pretty responsible, you wouldn’t mind if one of your friends ended up dating one of them.

You were immersed on something your friend was telling you when you heard a tapping sound coming through the speakers, making you look up to the stage where Monsta X was already standing. Jooheon was the one behind the microphone, a dashing smile on his face as he draped on of his arms on Changhyuk’s shoulders.

“What’s up people? How are we feeling tonight?”

Jooheon could be tagged as the social butterfly of the group, not that rest of them were antisocials, he just had the ability to make friends in all kind of places with all kind of people. You could see him having lunch with the cool people at University and three seconds later he could be cracking jokes with the outcasts, he was just that kind of person, the one that got along with everybody without having to change himself.

“We’re pretty nervous tonight, right?” He glanced down at Changkyun, squeezing his shoulder to give him so quiet moral support. Changkyun looked sick for a second as soon as his eyes found you standing so close to the stage which only made Jooheon smile even more. It was in that moment when you knew something was off. “Care to explain what’s this new song about?”

Changkyun or I.M. -now that he was on stage- stood where Jooheon had been seconds ago, taking a deep breath to calm himself down “Love U it’s about somebody who’s in love with their friend” His eyes unconsciously found yours and for a second your heart stopped beating, you could feel your friend’s eyes on you but you were too focused on what Changkyun was saying to pay attention to them “They’ve been trying to confess but everytime they’re going to say the words they get stuck in their throat…Confessing your feelings to a friend is pretty complicated, almost impossible I would say” He smiled insecurely still looking at you “But at some point you just have to do it…It’s okay if the feelings are unrequited, they need to know what you truly feel for them” Seeing you were incredibly shocked Changkyun couldn’t help but smile at your cuteness, even daring to wink your way and make all your friends squeal in happiness “Hope you like it”

You weren’t able to move your eyes away from Changkyun, they followed every single move he made on stage as you listened to the cheerful beat that started coming out of the speakers. It was surprising when Jooheon started the song with his vocals, he was usually the one in charge of the raps along with I.M. but it seemed that their roles had changed for the song. Your head was nodding in sync with the beat when it was Changkyun time to show off his vocals.

“You make me crazy it’s not just the wine, go on and take me right across the line, looking at you I got one thing on my mind…” His deep voice faded before the chorus came in, leaving goosebumps on your skin right when your eyes met again.

To say you enjoyed the song was a total understatement although let’s be honest, you were more focused on the lyrics and what Changkyun wanted to tell you to truly analyze the rest. Your friends kept squealing, clearly knowing every single line was meant for you, attempting to push you onto the stage more than once but fortunately they didn’t manage to do it. What Changkyun and you should talk about should be done in private not with dozens of people listening to the conversation as if it was some kind of drama.

When the performance ended, Changkyun motioned you with his head to follow after him but you honestly were glued to the floor not really knowing what to do. What if the song was meant for another girl and you had misunderstood this whole situation? What if he had just wanted to surprise with such a good song and the lyrics didn’t have to do anything with his own feelings? A bunch of insecurities started filling up your head but before you could step back and run away from the upcoming disaster, one of your friends pushed you forward hard enough for you to bump into the person you were planning to avoid.

“You look like you want to run away” He blurted out, looking down into your eyes with a small smile.

“It’s not that it’s just…” You stopped before you could stop ranting, Changkyun seemed much relaxed now that he did what he had been planning to do for weeks now, leaving all the insecurities behind “I don’t know if…I just…Nevermind”

“You don’t know what?” He asked, insisting on you to explain yourself. He was tired of hiding his feelings, he was tired of the both of you avoiding to face the confession that was much needed to take your relationship into another level. The hiding game was over tonight, you either liked each other or not. Seeing you were starting to get a bit stressed Changkyun reached out and grabbed your hand, his thumb doing small circles on the back of it to try and calm you down.

“Were you confessing to me?” You asked, cheeks immediately heating up. If he said no and you truly had misunderstood the situation then you would probably end up looking as the most selfish yet egocentric person ever and that would be embarrassing.

Changkyun chuckled softly, not believing what you were seriously asking “Are you that oblivious?” That definitely confirmed his feelings, the feeling of relief you felt right there couldn’t be compared to anything in this world. To know that your feelings were unrequited…That the person you like, likes you back…It’s definitely the best feeling in the entire universe. “I love you (Y/N)” He blurted out holding your hand tighter, gently pulling you closer to him “And I’m so done hiding my feelings, I am so done with being a coward and be happy with just being friends” He shook his head, eyes staring into yours, getting lost in them. Both of your hearts were pounding, your brain wasn’t even working anymore “I don’t want to be your best friend, I want to be your boyfriend, your lover” His voice got somehow lower sending small shivers down your spine, his face had gotten closer to yours without you noticing it “I want to be the reason you laugh and smile, the one that takes you out to wonderful dates every afternoon and takes you to Heaven in your bed every night” Changkyun couldn’t explain how he had gotten so bold in such little time, maybe it was that since you knew his feelings already he really didn’t care about anything else “I want you to whisper my name every morning and scream it every night” Your face couldn’t be more red at this point, it was a miracle you hadn’t exploded yet somehow “Damn (Y/N), I am so ready to make you the happiest girl in this world”

You were so close to each other now that you could feel Changkyun’s breath caressing your lips, his eyes had never left yours during his whole impressing speech which was a clear sign of him not joking around. There were no words you could say, you were totally blank and didn’t know how to answer to all of that, happiness was pushing all the insecurities away and allowing you to relax, to enjoy the moment and maybe, you were enjoying it a little bit too much because right before you could say something else, you tugged on Changkyun’s hand and pulled him even closer to you, closing the distance between your bodies.

This wasn’t your first kiss but it definitely felt way better. Kissing a person you truly had feelings for felt exactly how writers described that in books, all those butterflies filling up your stomach, the tingles you felt in your entire body…His lips seemed to have been made to kiss yours, they just fit so well together and they moved so in sync that people around you probably thought Changkyun and you had been kissing for years. His lips felt soft and plump against yours, kissing you with such a passion yet delicacy at the same time that it was confusing, how could he be so eager and laid back at the same time?

When somebody started cheering at your make out session, Changkyun couldn’t help but laugh against your lips, bringing your face to his neck to hide your blushing face as he placed small butterfly kisses on top of your head “That’s what we get for doing this in the middle of the crowd” He muttered making you smile, waving his hand to the people around you who only cheered louder as he guided you back inside the house.

There were still people inside but luckily, nobody knew what had happened outside so you didn’t receive any teasing winks or chuckles when their eyes saw Changkyun’s hand intertwined with yours. He didn’t stop to exchange any words with nobody, in fact, he didn’t hesitated as he pulled your hand towards the stairs, leading you up without saying anything.

As soon as the two of you passed the last step, Changkyun gently pressed you against the hall wall before leaning back in to give you another kiss. This one was still romantic but the passion was painfully evident in it. This kiss belonged to all the time the two of you wasted hiding your feelings, to the many nights you could have been together but ended up going to each other’s home after an innocent goodbye. This kiss tasted like beautiful sin when he ran his tongue across your lower lip, stealing a quiet groan from your lips.

“You taste so good, remind me why haven’t we done this sooner?” He whispered breathless against your lips, changing positions so now he was the one against the wall and you were pressed against his body. Changkyun unconsciously bit his lower lip when he felt your chest pressed against his, his hands slowly moving down on your body until they playfully landed on your ass.

“Because we were kind of stupid” You replied quickly, leaning back in for another kiss.

Long gone were the shyness and insecurities now as you devour each other’s lips with every single kiss. One of your hands tugged on his shirt, pulling him away from the wall and down the hall as you searched for any empty room the both of you could lock yourself into. Luckily, Changkyun managed to find one and pushed into it, closing the door behind him as he watched you make your way to the bed.

None of you were people that did this at parties, sex with random people in a house that wasn’t yours wasn’t the most appealing thing to him or you but the need of showing your feelings with actions, of making the other feel extremely good was so big that you couldn’t help it.

You sat down on the edge of the bed, legs slightly opened and eyes glued to Changkyun’s fingers which had started to undo his shirt at a slow pace. He smirked down at you, stopping mere inches away from your body to let you enjoy the show he was putting up for you. As soon as he got rid of the last button you ran your hands down his chest and tones abdomen, looking up at him when he hissed in pleasure, clearly happy with you will to touch him. His shirt fell down onto the floor right when your hands had reached the hem of his jeans, slowly undoing the button and the zipper.

“Take it off already, don’t be such a tease” He said whining like a little kid, already dying to feel you pleasuring him. His fantasies were finally coming true and he couldn’t wait more to do all the things he ever dreamed of to you.

“So impatient” You muttered smirking, pushing down his jeans and welcoming the sight of the bulge in his underwear. While Changkyun rolled his eyes, you moved your face closer to his clothed boner, brushing your lips against his as his fingers ran through your hair. He was doing his best to not grab your head and keep it in his crotch, he was honestly dying to feel your warm mouth wrapped against him.

“We will have time to get freaky later, I just need you to touch me and let me get inside of you right now” His needy tone made you clench around nothing, causing another wave of arousal to damp your underwear which was probably starting to get stained thanks to how wet you were.

While pushing his underwear down you had to press your thighs together, giving you so much needed friction and giving little satisfaction to your hungry body “Fuck Changkyun” You muttered when your eyes landed on his long, thick boner. It had turned slightly red, some veins catching your attention, making you imagine how good would it feel to have it inside of you.

“That’s exactly what we will be doing in a few minutes” He replied looking down at you, biting his lower lip when you started stroking his length without any previous warning, his head falling back in pleasure “I’m going to make love to you…And then when we get to my place Im fucking your brains out (Y/N), you don’t know how much time I’ve been waiting to do this” You moaned at his words, leaning forward to caress his length with your tongue only making him moan even louder which turned you on even more. “There’s no time for that, you’ll make me cum if you do that again” He groaned, pushing you down against the mattress slightly roughly, a smirk decorating his lips once again.

“Wait, let me take this off” With quick and skilled movements you managed to get rid of the dress covering your underwear, allowing him to see the new black panties and bra you had decided to wear tonight.

He absolutely loved them. Changkyun licked his lips, devouring you with his eyes as he climbed onto the bed and on top of you, leaning down to run his tongue along the curve of your neck. Having you shivering and squirming in pleasure underneath him was the best feeling Changkyun had ever felt in his whole life. He kept leaving kisses on the skin of your neck, listening to the music your moans and whines were as one of his hands sneaked up your body to push the straps of your bra down. You were as impatient as him so you helped him out to get rid of you bra, undoing the clip and throwing the piece of clothing away as soon as he had pushed both straps down your arms.

You weren’t shy about this,Changkyun and you had known each other for a lot of time now and you knew him well enough to trust him blindly about this, to know that he wasn’t one of those idiots who would forget your name as soon as the sex was over, to know that Changkyun wanted something more than a simple hook up. That, apart from how quickly he had gotten hard mixed with the sounds that slipped past his lips gave you enough confident to go through undressing without having the need of hiding yourself. He liked the confidence, it made him feel as if he had made a good job making you feel comfortable around him.

He loved your body, each curve of it without exceptions.

“You are so damn beautiful” He whispered with his lips between your naked breasts, each hand covering one of them as he squeezed them gently, leaving butterfly kisses on your body “You had me wrapped around your finger as soon as I saw you, I knew you had to be mine” He groaned when you pushed your hips up against him, needing some relief to stop feeling as if you would explode.

“Changkyun” You moaned out his name, making him hum against your skin “Please” You asked in a strangled whine, sighing contentedly when his hand made its way down your body and into your panties, caressing your clit with the tip of his fingers.

“I’m going to make you feel so good baby” He muttered hooking his fingers enough to press your clit as if it was a button, smirking when he felt your body tensing up underneath him “You’re so sensitive…I love it” He kissed his way up to your lips again, his eyes glued to your when he started moving his fingers in circles giving your clit the attention it’s been needing during all this time “Feels good, huh? Does it feel good to have my hand between my legs babe?” His question got more arousal travelling up your body, making you moan as you nodded “I’m going to make you feel even better once my cock is in there”

You gasped, hands holding onto him as you felt your inner walls clench repeatedly around nothing, it was starting to get slightly frustrating “Then put it in already, make me feel good” You said looking at him, biting onto your lower lip harder “Please, I need you”

“Need to stretch you out first, I don’t want to hurt you” He muttered pecking your lips, watching your delighted expression when he slipped two of his fingers inside of you, finally giving you something to clench around. As soon as Changkyun felt your warm yet slippery inner walls clenching around his fingers, he couldn’t help but groan, feeling his length twitching as he imagined how good it would feel to just bury himself into you. “Fuck (Y/N), you’re loving this, aren’t you?” You nodded quietly just spreading your legs even more to let him move his fingers faster.

Closing your eyes you laid there on the bed, letting Changkyun make to you whatever he wanted as long as it made you feel really good. He kept fucking you with his fingers for a bit longer, eventually sliding a third one into your pussy until he couldn’t take it any longer. Changkyun’s patience was done when you moaned his name for the third time, pushing your hips against his fingers to get him deeper inside your body.

“Fuck this, I can’t wait any longer” He muttered pulling his fingers out, licking them as he stared down at you. You moaned at how good the view was and he moaned at how amazing you tasted, you were just perfect, he couldn’t ask for more.

“Yes, please” You started begging, desperate to feel him inside of you.

Changkyun let out a deep breath, positioning himself between your legs as he rested his hands on both sides of your body. He looked down at her, laying his body on yours, making sure he didn’t put all his weight down onto you. “Are you sure about this? You will be all mine once I’m done with you” He said in a joking tone, pecking yours lips as his thumb traced random, soothing figures on your cheek.

“I’ve never wanted something more than I want this in my whole life” You whispered looking into his happy eyes, excitement filling your belly with butterflies when he nodded.

“I love you”

Changkyun didn’t give you time to reply to this, he thrust his hips forward, pushing his boner inside of you. The moan that left your lips got Changkyun’s body tensing up completely, his eyes shutting as he tried to think on something else to avoid cumming embarrassingly fast. Your back arched at the feeling of his dick stretching out your inner walls, getting as deep as he could inside of you.

“Fuck Changkyun, I love you too” You whispered in return, digging your nails into his shoulder, feeling the muscles of his back tensing and relaxing as he prepared himself to move again.

“Say it again” He muttered in a husky voice, groaning the words as he gripped the pillow under your head.

“I love you” You moaned opening your eyes, looking deeply into his right as he pushed himself back inside of you once again.

“I love you too” He whispered against your ear, his hips getting a steady rhythm as he moved against you “So so much”

Things from there got as good as they could be. As soon as you spreaded your legs even more Changkyun took it as an invitation to keep burying himself inside your body over and over again, pushing the both of you closer to the orgasm the two of you were seeking. He never stopped caressing your body, leaving random yet soft kisses on your skin while he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, stealing louder and louder moans from your lips that would surely be heard outside of the room.

“You feel so good, better than I ever dreamed of” He muttered, kissing your earlobe before he leaned back to look into your eyes “You are so beautiful, so perfect”

“Changkyun…I’m…I’m so close” You whispered, eyes fluttering close as you looked at him “Don’t stop” You pleaded “Please don’t stop”

He shook his head, sweat rolling down his body “I won’t, I will never stop baby”

And he never did that night and the following ones, Changkyun never stopped bringing Heaven down to you.

And he never stopped loving you as much as he did since the first day.

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triptychexe · 4 years

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TITLE: Cheater Cheater Best Friend Stealer

SUMMARY: Asa’s having a guys day with Changkyun at the Triptych boys dorms. Yen invites herself over to flirt with the Monsta X rapper.

GENRE: Comedy, slight romance, very slight angst PAIRING: Platonic!Asa + Yen, Yen x Changkyun (Monsta X) WORD COUNT: 1.1k WARNINGS: None.

WINTER 2015

It was refreshing talking to someone who wasn’t a member of Triptych for once. Asahiko loved his members, but spending all day and all night with the same 9 people really messes with your brain. When Changkyun accepted Asahiko’s invite to come over to the Triptych dorms, the happy chemicals in the Japanese man’s brain fizzled and popped. He was going to make this hang out the most relaxing, most well-deserved hang out ever.He ordered chicken for the two of them, hooked up his Wii, and made sure that the other boys would be busy while he spent some personal with Changkyun.

Apparently, Asahiko forgot one more thing to make sure of: that Yen didn’t find out that Changkyun was coming over at all.

Halfway through their Mario Kart round, the front door of their apartment unlocked. Materializing in the doorway of the living room, with a bag of takeout in her hand and a smile on her face, was Yen.

Asa almost dropped his Wii controller. Changkyun did a double take. Yen smiled at the rapper, tucking a strand of her hair behind her shoulder and narrowed her eyes ever so slightly. Asa frowned. He knew that look. It was Yen’s smolder. A look she reserved for photoshoots and cute boys only.

“Hey,” She held up the takeout bag. “Brought you guys some food.” “We have some already.” Asa responded shortly, focusing his attention back on the game. Asa noticed that on the bottom half of the television screen, Changkyun’s cart wasn’t moving. He looked to his friend and realized that he was still googling at Yen. Unbelievable.

Asa paused the game and heaved himself up off the couch. Changkyun started to get up too, but Asahiko motioned for him to sit down. “I’ll get you a plate, bro. No worries.” Asahiko gave a strained smile before exiting the living room, dragging Yen with him by her shoulders.

“Hey!” Yen whisper-yelled, wiggling herself free once the pair were concealed by the kitchen wall. “Why are you trying to kick me out?” “Why are you trying to steal my friend?!” Asahiko responded, crossing his arms. “Can’t I just have one thing to myself?” “You’re being selfish, Koko.” Yen frowned. “You know how much I like I.M... Can I please stay for like, ten minutes?” “How did you even know he was here?” Asa interrogated. Yen licked her lower lip hesitantly. “Eli said something, didn’t he?” “He might have let something slip, yes.” Yen affirmed. Asahiko felt like screaming. Yen was his best friend, but he just wanted to have a life separate from his group mates. Was that too much to ask for? Clearly. He grabbed a plate from the cupboard and started shoveling takeout noodles onto the plate silently, taking his annoyance out on the lo mien.

Yen clicked her tongue, puncturing the silence. “So, can I stay or...” “Fine! Fine, you can stay!” Asahiko threw his head back in exasperation, letting his chopsticks fall against the plate. “But only ten minutes, okay?” “Promise. You’re the best, Koko.” Yen grinned, hugging her friend tightly. “Yeah, yeah." Asahiko fought off the blush that threatened to bubble to the surface of his skin as the two exited the kitchen carrying plates of food.

He should have known that ten minutes in Asa time was completely different than ten minutes Yen time. They were nearing the forty five minute mark and Yen was still sitting on the couch in between the two boys, chatting up Changkyun.

“Hey, you want a try?” Changkyun asked, holding out the controller for Yen. “She doesn’t really play-” Asahiko started. “I’d love to!” Yen accepted the remote, giving Asa a deadly glare. “I’m just not very good...” “No worries, I’ll help you if you need it.” Changkyun offered, a small grin on his face. Yen giggled. Asa gagged.

Yen was trying to select her character, but her hand was shaky. Asa knew she was doing this on purpose to look cute or whatever. He was tempted to grab the remote out of her hands and select the player for her, but Changkyun beat him to it. His hand came out to cover hers, guiding her hand to the character she wanted. Asahiko felt his stomach twist painfully, and it wasn’t from the greasy food. He knew this feeling. It’s only applied to Yen once, when she suggested that Cal be her first kiss instead of him.

Jealousy.

The feeling didn’t go away. Changkyun’s hand remained on Yen’s controller, his fingers just ghosting over her own, helping her control the cart throughout the whole round.

He hated how they whispered to each other before throwing some sort of projectile at his kart, then laughed together like they were best friends. He hated how they would occasionally say the same thing at the same time and react like it was the funniest thing ever, like they were best friends. He hated how Yen had no problem shoving Changkyun or physically interacting with him, and how Changkyun would retaliate. Like they were best friends.

When it was time for Changkyun to head out, Asahiko eagerly lead him to the front door. The sooner he got Changkyun away from Yen, the better. “You know, I should go too.” Yen stood up from the couch, following the two to the front door. “I’ll walk you out.” She offered to Changkyun. “Oh, thanks. That’s sweet of you.” Changkyun smiled, opening the door for her. He turned to Asahiko and patted his shoulder. “I’ll see you later, man. We gotta hang out more often.” “Yeah, I agree.” Asahiko smiled thinly. He raised a hand in farewell as the two headed down the hallway together towards the elevator. He closed the door as quickly as possible, as if the wooden door could block out the intrusive thoughts he was having.

He was about to slip down the mental rabbit hole of what might happen if those two get in an elevator together when a bedroom door opened down the hall. Van and Teo poked their heads out of Van’s room curiously. “How much did you hear?” Asa asked. “We could hear your fake smile through the door.” Teo stated bluntly, but his words seemed empathetic. “You know how Yen gets, Asa,” Van said reassuringly. “Once Changkyun loses his excitement, Micha will dial it back. She wouldn’t do anything to jepordize your friendship.” Asa gave a small smile, appreciating his friend’s comforting words. Unfortunately, no one knows Yen as well as he does. Yen wont stop until she gets what she wants, and she’s already halfway there.

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espship18 · 4 years

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Kpop ship for yeoli-tranbolie

Sup my quarantine lads lol. I have a ship for @yeoli-tranbolie ! This is the first ship of the new group, so let’s start this group off fresh!

Based on your request I learned these things about you:

You’re 5′0 and African American

Lover of all types of music

A social-butterfly

A musician, you play the french horn

You enjoy singing

You also dance and like ballet the best

And in your request, you asked to be shipped with BTS, Monsta X, NCT, and WayV. Let’s dive right on in!

BTS: Taehyung

Happy babes who can vibe the f out, but also be jumpy happy-hyper babes. I can also totally see you two as more of the artsy couple too. You each would enjoy taking little classes and work shops to expand your skills and abilities, which would lead you two to taking the same music workshop class. The whole class would be split into groups and each group would have to make a performance. You and Tae would be put in the same group, so you would be spending a lot of time together with your group mates. Luckily, everyone is grown adults so everyone does their part. You guys put on a great show, and you’ll begin to find yourself hanging out with Tae, in a coffee shop, even more, despite the workshop being complete. You two would develop a huge crush on each other, and you’re both too shy to tell each other. You’re also worried that you two don’t like each other because you can’t get into each others brains, so you’re like “..crap.” But Tae would make the first move, like the babe would have this elaborate idea on how he was gonna tell you he liked you, but then he would get so nervous, forget what he was gonna tell you, so he was just like “okay, I like you.” And you two would soar as if there was never an issue or worry. I can see you two being one of those couples who enjoys staying at home. That doesn’t sound super exciting to some people, but I feel like you and Tae would much prefer to be in the company of each other, and you wouldn’t want to feel the pressure to conform to what people want you and Tae to be. And since you two are so into music, you enjoy chilling at home if you’re not working or doing school things, and you just listen to music. You enjoy searching new music styles together, also critiquing styles you don’t like and getting a taste for what you two have similarities and differences to. You two also enjoying doing research on artists and genres as well, so there is a lot of time that you two can spend days upon days watching documentaries on the history of classical music and Beethoven or Prince. You also enjoy joining Tae when he goes to the studio to see him work every now and then. Which Tae enjoys showing off a bit, and it’s honest really cute because he’s clumsy so sometimes he’ll forget a thing or two, or he will hit the wrong button, or even trip over a wire in the floor- it’s honestly really cute. PDA wise, Tae is a needy boy in this one. He’s not afraid to be like “hug me” and you give in bc it’s Tae. He also loves to steal kisses, so watch out for that, he’s sneaky.

Monsta X: Kihyun

For this particular member, I can see you two bein the hyper social-butterfly type of couple. And omg imagine this, you two have that classic high school sweetheart gig going on and omg it’s so adorable! You’re smitten kittens who have been together for years. A lot of people and fans would be shock to know what your secret is to a happy relationship and to put it simply, it would be taking life day by day. Being flexible with each other, making each other laugh, living in the present instead of the future- that’s your secret. You two would be quite humorous to each other, so I can definitely see you two constantly making jokes to one another, being goody around one another to make each other laugh, and overall just hitting that humor spots where it counts. Communication would also be a HUGE factor for your relationship success. You can’t have a relationship without communication, and being completely honest and open with your feelings can work wonders for your relationship. You two would also be very observant of each other, it doesn’t matter what the change or topic is. Plus, you two like to keep the element of surprise in your relationship, it keeps the flame alive when you least expect it. It can also be for something that is goofy and small, like the cute stuffed alien riding a skateboard you saw at a grocery store. Kihyun will get it for you, TRUST ME. Along with being observant, you two can really read each others emotions and auras when you’re upset or if you need some space from one another, it’s completely normal, and it’s a virtue to have for you two. I also love the idea of you two working together to create beautiful music and beautiful dance. The harmonies, the way you move with each other..aaahhh, it’s magic! Imagine making a beautiful ballad together and making the SWEETEST harmony and dance to it, PURE ART MY FRIEND. P U R E ART. Another reason why y’all work is that you’re able to keep home life and work life separate. You have minor disagreements here and there for work, so you get to take your grievances out at work, then you’re peaky keen at home. Be prepared to be pampered because date nights are on Kihyun. Getting a little dressed up, going to get some good food, it doesn’t even matter if it’s ramen or fancy sushi, you’re together and that’s all that matters. You’ll take a little walk after if it’s not busy and you’ll sometimes find a little spot to sit and relax. PDA is very mild and supple. You don’t feel the huge need to put your love out there, so very soft and heart fluttering kisses, a lot of hand holding, and, knuckle kisses with “i love you’s” are his signature trademark.

NCT: Yuta

Y’all are both fire crackers and I am living for it! You two definitely would keep each other on each others toes, there’s so much energy, in the best possible way. In my opinion, Yuta is very versatile. That being said, be prepared for a LOT of pick-up lines, one-liners, and cheesy jokes! To be honest, you’ll want to pull your and his hair out at some of them, because jokes aren’t always his best, but you can always laugh, rather it’s out of genuine laughter or embarrassment. You two are such cuties too, and it’s hard not to just grab him by the cheeks and tell him how cute he is. He’s that type of boyfriend that will drop a compliment bomb on you, and if you start to out do him, he will come back two times harder, he’s always determined to tell you know how much he loves you and wants you to know how pretty you are, inside and out. He’s also the type of boyfriend who likes to spoil you every now and then. Matching outfits or matching concepts are something he would enjoy, so he would know all of your sizes for clothes, and don’t be surprised if he comes home like “loOk wHaT i GoT, pHoTO sHoOt” And those photo shoots are always fun. I love to think that your and his hang out/date spot is in a practice room or recording room. You two don’t feel like big special and extravagant date night type of couple. Something like a practice room would serve as a perfect hang out spot for multiple reasons. One, you two can hang out and snuggle and relax, two, you can also be productive such as: Yuta working on an upcoming comeback, while you’re doing homework. I have this cute idea that Yuta would also want your hang out spot to be a practice room because he would want you to be near him when he worked. Yuta has a very busy man, which as we know, he works so hard, so he would actually prefer you near him when he worked. You would help him keep his stress level down and he’s also a confident boy, so he would want to show off a little, hehe. But you honestly don’t mind it, you love seeing him when he works, and you can also appreciate and let him know how good he does with his work. PDA wise, you two are adorable! I honestly believe Yuta is a snuggle bug. He loves to show his love to you in little ways, which would include the softest of hand-holding. He loves the size comparison to your hands, he also loves to touch you, so hand holding would be his favorite. Hugs, so many freaking hugs, this guys nickname could be teddy he loves to hug and snuggle so much. You don’t mind it though, because you know that if you ever need a hug or someone to hold, Yuta is right there by your side when you need it.

WayV: Hendery

He is your smol bean who’s a bit chaotic at times. He’s the ultimate stress-reliving boyfriend, he’s goofy, sweet, and sympathetic. He also has his own little thing going on every now and then, which makes him even more irresistible. I like him with you most because he’s the cure to your stressful life. Life with Hendery is anything but stressful, I’ll tell you why. He’s the best freaking listener- he’s also an amazing advice giver. Hendery can shut up for two hours if it means letting you vent out all of your frustrations. Advice needed or not, he’s got your back, making him one of the best support systems you can get. He also is the king of support systems because he does these things called “you nights.” They’re simple nights in, most of the time they’re during the time when you’re having a lot of stress- when you need it most to be honest. He makes a blanket fort, fit with snacks, your fav food, pretty lights, and some of your favorites. Sometimes, he’ll even come up with fun little games to get your mind off of the stress you have, normally in a slightly destructing form. You can laugh while also taking out frustrations and anger without giving Kun a heart attack. Think of the wet paper towels thing in Friends! Hendery’s plans never seem to fail, because once you get to throwing those paper towels, your mind goes into happy mode, and all of the frustrations you have are wiped away in the blink of an eye. I also like to believe that Hendery’s curiosity card would be drawn because he would take a fascination with your ability to play the french horn. I used to play instruments myself, so I understand that you forget to practice every now and then, but Hendery would love watching you practice, he would make sure you remembered every now and then. Then, a real treat would be when Hendery would ask for a lesson or for some light tutoring. This cute son of a gon wouldn’t be able to get his mouth in the right position that’swhatshesaid so you’d squish his lips and cheeks into the right position, it would be so freaking hilarious. Date night is your specialty too! You make up for date night since Hendery does your “you nights”, so you make little thoughtful dinner dates or go out and do something that will help you two bond. Hell, sometimes you even try to cook for him! PDA is more reserved since I feel like he’s a bit more shy than Tae or Yuta. Hand holding is what’s he’s most comfortable with, to be honest, he prefers to love on you in private, he feels like he can be sweeter that way. But, if you want to woller all over him and give him the biggest kisses in the world in front of the world, he will let you, trust ya girl.~

~STA

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gamerwoo · 5 years

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Kihyun: Comfort

Anonymous asked: when u mentioned deaf mate i immediately thought about kihyun lol for some reason ... bc he has a really nice voice, that maybe a lot of ppl fall for that, but his mate couldnt so yeah.... but it would be maybe a pity if his mate couldnt hear him lol ignore me

Characters: Kihyun x deaf!female reader (featuring Monsta X and ofc)

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, college au, angst, fluff

Word count: 3,547

Summary: Kihyun’s used to people falling for his voice. He’s used to men, women, and everything in between and outside gathering around him when he sings around campus. You, however, can’t hear anything. After an accident as a child, your world has gone silent. But Kihyun always makes it work, and even finds a way to make you hear him.

a/n: things in bold are in sign language (and I’m really sorry if anything is inaccurate because I didn’t have anybody to ask for reference so pls know I did my best and I’m sorry if I somehow offended anybody hard of hearing ok thank you) ((and I’m also sorry for any spelling errors lmao))

You’d never stopped to hear the boy with the angelic voice sing outside by the bistro. He always watched you walk by, his eyes glued to you while his mouth formed the words from memory. Despite music being something he loved, Kihyun already loved you more. You were his mate, after all -- you just were unaware of it.

Meanwhile, you never stopped to listen to him because you didn’t hear his singing. You couldn’t hear his beautiful voice flow through the air as effortlessly as the wind, nor could you hear the people who clapped when he was done. In fact, you couldn’t hear anything. The world was silent to you, so you didn’t notice a lot of things, actually.

That was why it took so long for you to actually meet Kihyun.

There was something Kihyun didn’t notice about you, though: you were deaf. He’d never seen anybody sign to you, and he never realized he’d never seen you talk to anybody.

“Hey,” Kihyun got the attention of Changkyun and Minhyuk beside him as you walked into the cafe for lunch. He nodded his head toward you. “Do you know who that is?”

“Nope,” Minhyuk replied simply.

“Kinda,” Changkyun shrugged, “why?”

“She always walks by when I’m playing, but she never stops to listen,” Kihyun sulked, resting his chin on his fists as his contact-covered eyes watched you walk over to an empty table and set your things down. “She doesn’t even look at me.”

Changkyun scoffed, “Well, I’d say there’s a pretty good reason for that.”

Kihyun’s head darted to the side to look at Changkyun, “What’s the reason?

“Wait,” Minhyuk spoke up, looking at his brother with wide eyes as he lowered his voice, “did you imprint?”

Kihyun ignored his question, gripping the youngest pack member’s shoulders, “What the reason, Changkyun?”

Changkyun gave his brother a strange look, “Sh-she’s deaf, hyung. Now let me go.”

Kihyun released his grip as everything in his head suddenly clicked. Why you weren’t entranced by his voice like everyone else; why you never spared him a single glance. It wasn’t that you were ignoring him, it was that you couldn’t hear him -- or anything, for that matter.

But that realization hit, and he stared at you across the room as it sunk in that his mate was deaf. You couldn’t and would never be able to hear him, and he would have to find other means of communication. You probably did things different than he would, and he’d have to accommodate for that.

But it was okay, because Kihyun would do anything for you, even if you didn’t even know he existed.

Flash forward however many months later, and you were inseparable from Kihyun. He rushed to become fluent in sign language, he was always patient with you, and he always found a way around obstacles in your friendship-turned-relationship -- despite how romantic it sounded, the story of the two of you finally dating was really quite boring. You were just glad you had Kihyun now.

There was always one thing that upset you, especially when you found out it meant a lot to Kihyun.

While in the kitchen watching Kihyun help make dinner, you noticed his lips moving while he cut vegetables. It was something he seemed to do a lot -- talk to himself. Even though you knew there were other people in the kitchen, you had turned to see if maybe he was having a conversation, but Hyungwon was on his phone and paying no attention while Changkyun was playing a game on his laptop with his headphones on.

You tapped your mate’s arm lightly to get his attention. Why do you talk to yourself?

Kihyun chuckled at your question before replying. I’m not talking to myself, I’m singing.

You cocked your head to one side. You sing?

He just nodded with a smile.

Hyungwon looked up when he heard Kihyun laugh, catching onto the conversation. He sighed, saying to himself, “A little too often...”

Do you like singing?

Kihyun nodded quickly. A lot.

You frowned, looking back at the counter with furrowed brows. You never knew Kihyun liked singing, you just thought he was talking to himself this whole time. But you were upset because you couldn’t hear him sing. Your mate clearly enjoyed it and you couldn’t even enjoy it with him or encourage him. You just wanted to hear him sing for yourself.

Kihyun put a finger under your chin, making you meet his worried eyes. What’s wrong?

You just shook your head, not wanting to upset him because you were upset. Nothing, don’t worry.

But even if you told him not to worry, Kihyun would worry until he figured out what was bugging you.

You couldn’t stop thinking about the singing thing for two weeks. You didn’t let it show, but whenever you saw Kihyun ‘talking to himself’ you’d frown a little and wish that you could hear. Sure, you didn’t need to hear his voice to love him -- you loved him for everything else -- but you just wanted to love everything about him. It never bothered you that you couldn’t hear his normal voice, but singing was something he loved. You wanted to be able to witness and enjoy something he loved for yourself. It almost made you feel like a bad mate for not being able to support him.

Changkyun’s hand waved in front of your face, making you blink and get dragged back to reality: class.

Changkyun sat beside you at the table, looking at you expectantly. You okay?

You just nodded. I’m alright. Sorry.

Can I ask you something?

I guess.

Have you been okay lately?

Changkyun wasn’t normally the one to check up on you. Changkyun was more like the goofy friend that you could go to for jokes and to dick around, but he was never really serious about anything. If you wanted somebody to check in on you, you could rely more on Kihyun, Shownu or Wonho. So the fact that Changkyun of all people was asking if you were okay meant you must not have been hiding your feelings very well.

Why do you ask?

Kihyun started singing when he was walking us to class, and you were frowning the whole time -- you’ve actually been frowning a lot lately when hyung sings. Do you not like it?

You wished you could know if you liked it or not -- though you were sure you’d like it just because it was Kihyun and you’d want him to sing to you even if he ended up sounding like a dying toad. But instead of answering Changkyun’s question, you asked one of your own -- one you’d wondered for a long time.

Does Kihyun sing well?

Changkyun gave you a puzzled look.

Does Kihyun’s voice sound pretty?

Chankgyun shrugged. Yeah. I guess so. Why?

What does it sound like?

Changkyun just shrugged, making some kind of ‘I don’t know’ noise that you obviously didn’t hear. Why are you asking weird questions?

You shook your head, turning back to your open notebook. It’s nothing. I was just curious.

Changkyun wasn’t stupid. He figured Kihyun’s singing must’ve had to do with it. Were you upset you couldn’t hear it? Is that why you were asking about it? Is that why you frowned when he started to sing? He kept those questions in his head even after class when he brought up the topic again, not wanting to let it go until he got to the bottom of what was wrong.

You frowned when he stopped you from leaving the room to sign the questions to you. The professor was gone and so were the students but you wanted to just leave and go have your hour break in the library alone.

Please just let it go. It’s not a big deal.

Kihyun knows you’re down about it and you know he’ll worry either way. You might as well let me help you.

No offense, but you’re almost dead last on the list of people I’d ask for advice -- especially relationship related.

Changkyun frowned. Harsh.

You rolled your eyes, letting out a sigh through your nose. I don’t like that I can’t enjoy something that he loves. He loves singing and I can’t even hear it. He can’t sing to me or anything.

He gave you a sad look, guessing where this was going. So what’re you saying?

You hesitated, feeling silly admitting your deepest fear.

What if I’m not good enough for Kihyun? He deserves somebody who can hear him and enjoy the thing he’s good at and loves to do, and that’s not me.

You could see that Changkyun definitely felt bad that you felt that way, but you could also see that he didn’t know how to convince you otherwise. The only person that he thought might be able to help was Kihyun, but you clearly didn’t want to tell him about your insecurities.

Before Changkyun could even gather his thoughts to form any kind of reply, you were moving your hands again. I’ll get over it, don’t worry. I’ll see you later.

With that, you gathered your things and left the classroom.

You were starting to forget about what was upsetting you. Since Kihyun could tell you were bummed out about something lately, he was doing everything he could to cheer you up, and it was working. It was very effectively taking your mind off of things, and he wasn’t ‘talking to himself’ as often because he was often too busy with you.

But then somebody was added to the pack.

“...What?” Minhyuk asked with narrowed eyes and a confused expression as he looked at Wonho’s love struck expression.

“I found a lost dog, and it just happened to belong to my mate,” he shrugged, still grinning like nobody found this sudden. “We spent the whole morning talking -- she made me tea and offered me breakfast and she’s really amazing. She’s into fitness, too, y’know!”

“Wow, great, just what we needed,” Hyungwon grumbled, “a second Wonho...”

It was only a couple days before she was invited to the house and introduced to everybody. You said hello to her even though you didn’t like using your voice -- you were afraid of sounding ‘weird’ but Kihyun always told you how much he loved when you spoke to him -- but from the quizzical look she gave you, you could tell she didn’t quite understand why you sounded a little different. And judging by the looks of the other wolves, she had said something that they seemed to find...not right.

“She’s deaf,” Shownu had explained when Arielle wondered why you sounded the way you did. “She won’t reply to you, but she’s still nice to everybody.”

“She’s deaf?” Arielle repeated, looking at her mate now in confusion. “But if imprinting works how you said...why is _____ perfect for Kihyun when she can’t even hear him?”

From her tone of voice, they could tell she didn’t mean it has awful as it sounded. She was just curious as to why fate would put a werewolf with a human who clearly had a big ‘flaw’ -- at least, that’s how they were seen to society -- but it came out a lot more rude than the harmless question she had in her mind.

Kihyun refused to tell you why the pack was looking at her like that. He simply educated her, accepted her apology, and moved on.

But beside that, Arielle seemed sweet. She clearly adored Wonho as much as he adored her, and that was nice to see. But the sight of them being so happy and in love also left a weird feeling inside you and you weren’t sure why at first. You thought seeing your brother being in love and happy would be nice, but it made you wonder if that’s how you and Kihyun seemed from the outside.

What you were used to was seeing your relationship from the inside, which was silent conversations, facing each other to speak with your hands, and having to drop everything if your hands were full just to have a conversation. But with Wonho and Arielle, it was so much more...more. She’d sit in his lap with her back to his chest and they would just talk and laugh like it was nothing. They could do their own thing while they had conversations, and they could even do their homework and study without having to stop just to ask a simple question. They seemed to happy and easy going, and you started to think back to your doubts from before. You tried to keep them down but how could you when the perfect relationship was right in front of you and it wasn’t even yours?

And being at school only made it worse.

It wasn’t a surprise that Kihyun was popular, specifically among women. He was a good-looking guy that could sing like it was his job, and tons of girls wanted to be where you were: by his side. They wanted to be able to say they belonged to him and he belonged to them, but only you could. Of course girls hated that and were jealous of you, but there was one girl that really hated it.

She was some exchange student, that’s all you knew. You didn’t know where she was from and you didn’t really care because you knew she was hitting on Kihyun any chance she got. Whenever Kihyun was singing on campus to earn a little extra cash, she was always sitting front and center, listening intently the whole time. She fell for his voice like so many other people so you couldn’t blame her, but it didn’t mean that Kihyun wasn’t off limits.

So when this girl found out that he had a girlfriend -- you -- she was less than happy about it.

A couple weeks after Arielle started coming around, you had a piece of paper slid in front of you. You looked up at the familiar girl, though she was glaring at you before she turned sharply on her heel and walked away, leaving the folded paper in front of you. You’d never said a word to her so you weren’t sure why she was handing this paper off to you, but you would’ve been lying if you said you weren’t curious.

She was told all about you. How the girlfriend of Yoo Kihyun was deaf and couldn’t enjoy his singing like everybody else could. How the one thing Kihyun was known for, you had never experienced it. She thought it was a pity -- a stupid, silly pity.

Setting aside your work, you reached forward and grabbed the paper, unfolding it before your eyes scanned her handwriting. You felt your heart sink when you read the harsh words about how you didn’t deserve Kihyun, nor were you good enough for him. Kihyun was born to be a singer and you couldn’t even encourage him or cheer him on because you didn’t even know what he sounded like. You were all but worthless to Kihyun, at least that’s what the note said.

You looked up, wanting to know if the girl had left, but she was stopped by the doors to the library. You felt your breath catch in your throat when you saw your mate standing with her, smiling as his mouth moved while he spoke to her. She was laughing, touching his arm as she said something to him. He grinned wider, giving a slight bow as you recognized ‘thank you’ form on his lips. You could only assume she was complimenting him -- probably on his singing which you couldn’t hear and never would.

The note on top of seeing Ariell and Wonho, on top of how you already felt after you found out Kihyun liked to sing -- you wanted to cry. Tears were already forming in your eyes behind your glasses as you looked away from the scene before you and packed up your belongings. You had been studying well after your classes were over and you couldn’t concentrate anymore anyway. You just wanted to go home and hide in bed and hope Kihyun wouldn’t get off campus until you’d already cried yourself to sleep.

You left through the back exit, hoping Kihyun didn’t see you or sense anything was wrong.

Kihyun frowned when he got home. The sun had already set but he knew you would’ve been in the kitchen making food for him like you always did on his late nights. However, you were nowhere to be found, and he was pretty sure he heard faint sniffling from upstairs.

“Where’s _____?” he wondered as he entered the living room where Wonho and Arielle were curled up together on the couch.

Wonho just shrugged, “She came in and went straight to her room.”

Jooheon glanced up from his chair where he was watching TV, “I saw her come in with tears in her eyes and go straight to the bedroom. When I went up to check on her, she wouldn’t come out from under the blanket. Changkyun said he knew what was wrong but couldn’t tell me.”

“What, why?”

“Because he knew I’d tell you and he said she said you can’t know.”

Kihyun groaned before he swiftly left and took the stairs two at a time to get to the bedroom quicker. He silently opened the door before shutting it just as quietly, but you still somehow sensed he was there. You tried to be as quiet as possible as his soft footsteps got closer, but it was hard keeping your sniffles quiet.

The bed beside you dipped before the blanket by your head was being slowly pulled back. You quickly held it closer to keep him from looking at your tear-stained face, pulling a sigh from him. He couldn’t talk to you if you couldn’t see it so how was he supposed to lure you out?

He decided not to get you to come out. Instead, he went around to his side of the bed and got under the blanket himself. He laid on his side, facing your back before he managed to roll you over. You could just barely see him from the little bit of light that came in from parts of the blanket that didn’t touch the bed.

Kihyun frowned, looking worried when he took in how red and swollen your eyes were. You might not have been able to see him well, but with his eyesight, he saw you like you were in direct light.

Baby, what happened?

Instead of signing, the words just tumbled from your mouth as you started sobbing again, hiding your face behind your hands so Kihyun wouldn’t see you cry.

“I can’t hear you sing which is something you love, and then I got a mean note about how I’m not good enough for you, and I already didn’t feel good enough because I can’t hear anything much less anything from you, and I just wish you got a different mate so you could be happy but you’re stuck with me instead!”

He wasn’t sure how to reply other than by wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to his chest. You buried your face into his body, clinging to his shirt like he would agree with your words and leave you. But he held you close, hushing you even though you couldn’t hear him while he rubbed your back soothingly.

In this position, Kihyun couldn’t talk to you. Even then, he wasn’t sure what he’d say anyway. So he just naturally did the only thing he could think of to do to calm someone: sing. He knew you wouldn’t hear it, but it wouldn’t hurt, either.

You could feel soft vibrations from his chest as he sang. They had a pattern to them, like a rhythm, and it started to soothe you and stop your crying. Kihyun definitely noticed, your sobs being reduced to sniffles and whimpers, and then just sniffles as you tried to get your nose to stop running. The patterns would change, the vibrations getting more intense and more soft at different times sometimes, but you’d get used to those patterns before they changed again. Sometimes there were pauses between the sets, but they would always pick back up.

Eventually, your eyes closed and you drifted off to sleep like that. As you were on the verge of unconsciousness, it hit you that Kihyun wasn’t just making random noise or something -- he was singing to you. It was why there was almost a rhythm to the vibrations in his chest and why he would pause between them. He was thinking up songs to sing to you to calm you down.

He smiled softly to himself, realizing that you couldn’t hear him sing, but you could still enjoy his singing in your own way.

“You’re perfect for me, _____,” he whispered when he heard your breathing even out, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, “and I love you more than anything.”

He knew you didn’t hear him, but he could tell you properly tomorrow.

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maorane · 5 years

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Encounter - I.M (Changkyun)

Prologue -

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - >Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8

Characters : Monsta X I.M and Andrea

Warning : nsfw content will appear later in the story

Hello it's Maorane it's my very first fanfic and english is not my first language but i hope you will like it

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Gasped..this is the only thing I managed to do when i saw his face.

-December 5th 2018-

"Everyone thank you for coming. As you all know the world tour will officially start soon and we will work with a new PR team that will assist us during our different interviews and broadcasts overseas." Said the middle aged man..The room was filled with almost 20 people.

It wasn't my first meeting, but somehow, doing it in a different country was stressful. I couldn't control my legs neither my heart beats. When your team manager signaled us to enter the room, I took a deep breathe and stood from my seat, shook my head and followed my team mates inside. The company's PR Team manager kept doing his speech when my teammates and I stood being him, trying to not faint under the stress.

My mind literally went blank and all i could hear was a very distant voice until claps bring me back to earth. The meeting was over and everyone was bowing to each others, telling us to do a good job for this tour. It was my turn to greet the team i was about to work with for the following months.

" Nice to meet you..My name is Andrea. I look forward to working with you"...

-January 26th 2019-

"Long time no see buddy..Your idol life has took you away from us " said one of his friend. It's true that with the tour preparation, and mixtape Changkyun was really busy and he was about to leave the country for few months so his closest friends decided to have a small party for his birthday

" Here they are..what took you so long ? " Wooki, the red handed guy said with a goofy smile while everyone turned to see the two new faces who entered the room.

"Sorry babe, we went to buy some stuff..oh hi Changkyun..how have you been ?" Said Minah, putting the bottles of alcohol on the table. Changkyun just smiled, eyes glued on the other girl.

"Oh right..It's my friend Andrea...Andrea Changkyun, Changkyun ...okayy time to party people"

I don't believe in accidents. There are only encounters in history. There are no accidents. - Pablo Picasso

#changkyun scenarios #monsta x smut #monsta x scenarios #changkyun #i.m smut #monsta x angst #monsta x fanfic #monsta x #changkyunxreader #changkyun smut

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jooheonspinky · 4 years

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Lure of the Lore 18

Word Count: 1.5k

A few days have passed since meeting the BTS pack, since Changkyun remembering what happened when he was a small were-child, since the news that Richard was a hunter with plans to eliminate the Monsta X clan, AND since Wonho confessed we were mates. Those few days seem like a lifetime to me.

With BTS staying in hopes of helping Monsta X defend themselves against the pending raid, the cabin has been in a constant hustle and bustle. Preparations, strategic planning, lookout rotations...that’s what it’s been like recently.

I’m exhausted. With each day that passes and there is no attack, I’m relieved, but then I’m up the next morning with my nerves on end wondering if today will be the day. Of course I could leave, returning to the safety of my apartment far from here, but I could never leave Changkyun behind. Also, I’ve grown attached to the guys…all of them…especially Wonho. The mere thought of leaving here and not seeing him brings a painful ache to my heart.

So I stay…waiting with them all for what is to come.

By now it’s late on a Saturday night and Wonho fell asleep about an hour ago. With all these thoughts racing through my mind, it’s taking me a little longer to join him in dream land. I reach over carefully to check the time on my phone. It’s a few minutes past 1 a.m., so it’s actually Sunday morning. Turning the cell screen off, I roll back to face Wonho and smile.

Even in the darkness, I can make out his silhouette before me and it makes my heart skip delighted beats and causes butterflies to flutter in my belly. How did I get so lucky to meet such a sweet and gentle guy that makes me feel treasured at every moment?

I trail my fingers tenderly down his face and he stirs, sighing contentedly in his sleep. I hold back a giggle when his hand reaches blindly out for me, urging me close to him. This truly is the best place to be, I muse to myself. Right in his arms. I slide my hand over his hip, and let myself relax as he tucks me in beneath his chin.

I let out a soft sigh, allowing my eyelids to flutter shut. Just as I feel sleep drawing me in, a loud growl has my eyes flying open instead. Wonho is no longer lying down. He has jolted up and repositioned himself so that he’s on his haunches, one leg thrown protectively over my thighs and blocking most of me. How he’s steady, his body balanced perfectly on the mattress and ready to pounce at any moment, has me swallowing hard and fearing for the intruder.

Peering over his shoulder, the green light from his eyes provide a smidge of illumination. The glow falls on a figure at the door and I can make out a finger over a pair of thin lips.

“It’s me, Hobi,” he announces in an urgently hushed voice. “Yoongi and Kihyun have spotted four teams of about 3 and 4 each from all points. We’re thinking maybe about thirteen or fourteen people total. Looks like the hunters are trying to box us in. Shownu sent me to get you. We’ll all be in the living room.”

By now the glow in Wonho’s eyes has nearly disappeared and he’s no longer in attack mode. I wake up my phone to provide some illumination, afraid of turning on the lamp. When I point it his way, he’s already off the bed and slipping a black t-shirt over the black tank top he has on. The shirt clings to him like a second skin while the shadows accentuate the lines of his muscles.

I force myself to move the soft light towards Hobi and I catch him trying to stifle a smile before he turns and exits the room. I feel myself blush at being caught admiring Wonho...especially at a dire moment like the one we’re in.

“Come,” Wonho beckons softly, opening his arms.

Like a magnet, my legs obey, bringing me into the warmth of his embrace. My ear rests over his heart and I take a moment to listen to it beat steadily as my arms slip around his waist.

“You’ll be careful, right?” I murmur worriedly as I turn to look up into his face.

The glow from my phone, now behind his back, provides a small amount of light, but it’s enough for me to see his expression.

“I’ll try,” he offers a small smile.

Displeased at his reply, I pinch his side tugging a gasp of surprise from him. “I’m serious!”

Smiling more broadly, he hugs me tighter as he chuckles, “I will be. I promise.”

I nod, accepting his vow. “Good.”

“Should we seal it with a kiss?” He asks with a cock of an eyebrow.

“Wha…?”

Before I can register exactly what he’s said, Wonho dips his head down bringing his lips to mine and instantly cutting off my query. There is a slight tingling sensation as a spark of electricity blooms between us then sizzles out. I gasp, but Wonho swallows the sound as his lips move gently against mine.

The sensation of his mouth on mine has my mind working on overdrive trying to make sense of the various feelings I’m experiencing from just his lips alone. It’s kinda like the velvety smoothness of a rose petal when you rub it between the pads of your fingers. But just as velvety smooth as his lips are, they are firm, strong as they lead my own mouth in this sweet dance. I can’t help but stretch up onto my tippy-toes, wanting to be closer to him.

Just as swiftly as it starts, though, he pulls away, breaking our connection. Wonho grins at me as I settle back down onto my feet, the green having returned into his eyes.

Why did he have to kiss me now? Now that there was no time to explore more of these wonderful sensations? Now that danger looms so close?

“I need you to stay inside,” he orders gently, as his features become serious. I open my mouth to protest, but he shakes his head. I grudgingly clamp it shut, clenching my jaw in frustration. “I’m not trying to assert any dominance here, I swear. I just need to know you’re safe so I can focus on what’s going to be going on out there.”

I relax my jaw, trying to be understanding. “I get it, but I want to be able to help you guys…”

“You can help by hiding in here and staying out of harm’s way,” he interrupts, leaving no more room for argument.

“Fine,” I huff, but only to appease him.

“Good,” he nods before dropping a brief kiss on my lips. “I’m gonna go out there with the guys now.”

I reluctantly let him go, falling back onto the bed arms out on either side of me, exasperated with all that was going on. After a few moments of wallowing in my annoyance, I decide to creep out into the hallway to see where they were with planning their attack.

Keeping as quiet as possible, I step lightly as I make my way down the hall. I can hear mostly Shownu and Namjoon talking.

“Remember,” Shownu is saying. “Our objective is not to kill.”

“That’s right,” Namjoon piggy backs. “Capture those that you can and we will work on scrubbing their memories when everything calms down.”

No lights are on, save for the soft glow of one cellphone screen in order to prevent anyone outside of knowing if anyone was inside, so I can barely see their expressions. If their body language has anything to say about it, most of the pack members from either side were not too happy with the decision to spare the lives of the hunters.

Now they have moved on to assigning teams. Team 1 comprises of Shownu, Hyungwon, Jimin and Taehyung and they would take the back of the house. Team 2 includes Namjoon, Yoongi, and Kihyun who would take the West side. Minhyuk, Wonho, and Hobi are in Team 3 and would be responsible for the front. While Team 4, who consists of Jooheon, Jin, and Jungkook, will take the East.

As movement begins to take place and their voices lower, I lose the rest of the conversation. I risk a peek out into the living room and catch sight of various weapons being handed off. Two crossbows are accepted by Hobi and Jooheon. Minhyuk, Jin, and Jimin grab bo staffs, while the remaining members grab various knives and throwing stars. I gulp and tip-toe my way back to my room. Not long after, I hear what I assume to be Team 1 heading to the back of the house as they march past my room.

One person I did not see in all of this was Changkyun. Where was he? I’ve been here a whole week and never insisted on knowing where he was taken when Jooheon or Hyungwon took him to get medical help. Stupid me! Now I’m here, scared out of my wits and alone.

I lock the door and then fall back onto my bed again. I keep my ears perked up, listening for any noises, fearful of looking out of my window to see them fighting.

Everything would be alright. They would best the hunters and everything would be ok…right?

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k-llama-llama · 4 years

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Take One

Monsta X AU: 8th member

Zoey x Monsta X

Some behind the scenes of filming for Zoey’s music video.

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“Okay, three two one...action!”

Zoey stared into the camera, giving her best ‘i’m better than you all’ look as the crown on her head ignited. It wasn’t right on her hair, but hovering slightly above. She was sure it looked amazing, but it was kind of terrifying to have fire directly above her head.

“And...cut!”

Zoey ducked her head and slid out of the throne as staff rushed to extinguish the fire.

“Was that okay?” She asked, turning towards the director.

“Yeah, it was good.” He studied the screen. “We’ll do it one more time, if you can just go get your hair touched up.”

Zoey nodded, hurrying behind the cameras towards where the makeup was set up. Her dress was short in the front, but the train dragged behind her, and she picked it up to avoid ruining it.

It was only the first day of her music video shoot, and they were doing all of the dramatic shots today. Tomorrow would be choreography shots, which she was honestly more excited for.

“They keep getting ash in your hair.” Her stylist clucked. “It makes it look dusty.”

“That’s what happens when my crown is literally on fire.” Zoey laughed. “Does it look cool, at least?”

“Very cool.” The woman promised. “Speaking of which, you have guests.”

“Guests?” Zoey looked around, “where?”

“Security wasn’t sure if you were trying to keep it a secret, so they put them in the wardrobe storage.”

Zoey grinned, looking back to where they were still cleaning up the set. “Do you think I have time to go see them?”

“Of course.” A final piece of ash was brushed from her hair. “But don’t mess up my creation.”

Zoey held up her pinky in a joking promise, and then hurried away. She held the train of her dress over one arm, keeping it from collecting dirt, as she made her way towards the wardrobe storage room on the other side of the warehouse.

“Knock knock?” She sang, before she pushed open the door.

“Zoey!” Jooheon exclaimed. “Are you here to free us?”

She stepped into the room, taking in the scene before her. All six of her group mates were scattered amongst racks of clothes, with a pizza box on the floor in front of them.

“Will you let us out if we give you pizza?” Kihyun offered.

Zoey gave a little spin, showing off the clear panels at the stomach of her dress. “Sorry, boys. I’m officially not allowed to eat until we’re done filming.”

“You look so good, Zo.” Hyungwon gave her a thumbs up. “Is all of this wardrobe yours?”

“Mine, and my dancers.” She held up one of the masks. “There’s a lot of extras.”

“Can we please see the set?” Minhyuk begged. “We came all the way here, and they won’t let us out of the closet.”

Zoey bit her lip. “I don’t want to spoil it.”

“We just want to peek.” Changkyun promised. “Take like, two selfies to prove that we supported you, and then we can leave.”

Zoey shook her head. “Surprise.”

“Please?” Shownu begged.

“I let you come to my set.” Jooheon insisted. “I even let you cameo.”

“I don’t know....I-”

“Zoey?” The door opened and the director’s assistant peeked in. “Are you ready? Oh- are they the torch bearers?”

“YES!” Minhyuk said loudly, stripping his coat off. “Ready to bear torches.”

“Urgh,” Zoey rolled her eyes. “Fine, can you get them into the pants?”

“I’ll call a stylist.” The assistant promised. “They’re looking for you out there.”

“Wait, pants?” Hyungwon looked up in alarm. “That’s it?”

Zoey winked. “You didn’t think I’d let my torch-bearers wear shirts, now would you?”

Kihyun clenched his jaw. “Is this supposed to be some commentary about the objectification of women in music?”

Zoey shrugged. “Whatever helps you come to terms with it.” She spun and headed for the door. “Take it off, boys. I’ll see you out there.”

When they finished the shot of the throne and the burning crown, Zoey let herself be quickly changed into her next outfit. This one was a one shoulder gold dress, very grecian queen.

“So, we just stand here?” She heard Jooheon’s voice.

“Yeah, and the torches will light in sequence so you-”

“Don’t you boys just look fantastic.” Zoey grinned, skipping over.

Jooheon glared at her. “I hate this.”

“Hey, you made me be sexy for your video.” She reminded. “I’m just returning the favour.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong.” Hyungwon crossed his arms over his chest. “Why are you punishing me?”

“I’m not punishing you, Wonnie.” She poked his stomach. “I’m rewarding the fans.”

“You look pretty.” Shownu said, swinging an arm over her shoulders. Him and Changkyun were the only ones who didn’t look slightly uncomfortable. “Is this the theme? You’re like a queen or something?”

Zoey beamed up at him. “I’m always a queen.”

“Hey, Zo.” Changkyun studied the torch on the wall that he was supposed to be holding. “Is this actually going to light on fire?”

“Yup.” She nodded. “You guys just stare at the back wall, holding the torches, and they’ll light up in order as I walk by.”

“What if we get burned?” Kihyun asked worriedly.

Zoey shrugged. “You wanted to be in my video, didn’t you?”

“Urgh, yes.” He groaned. “But I did not sign up for the nakedness.”

She lightly patted his chest. “You look great.”

“I know.” He pouted.

“Places, everyone! We’re going to do our first take.” The director called.

The boys all took their places. They lined up under a roman archway, each placing their right hands on the torches. They faced the back wall, so that only their backs would be illuminated by the torch light.

“And....Action!”

An hour later, they were done for the day. The first couple of takes, Hyungwon and Jooheon had both flinched when their torches lit up, but eventually they got it.

“Good job, guys!” Zoey clapped as they all headed back to change.

“I can’t believe I agreed to do that.” Hyungwon wiped soot off of his cheek. “We didn’t even hear your song.’

“Did I tell you you would?” She laughed, wrapping an arm around his waist. “You get to see it all together when it’s done. It’ll be worth the wait, I promise.”

They stepped back into the wardrobe room, all stripping off and finding their actual clothes. Zoey pulled on her sweatpants, reaching for her sweater.

“I’m surprised, Zo.” Minhyuk noted. “You were wearing a surprising amount of clothes.”

She pointed to the rack of clothes next to him. “Wait until you see my wardrobe for tomorrow.”

Changkyun grabbed a hanger off of the rack, holding it up. “Is this a necklace?”

“A shirt.” Zoey answered.

He held it up to his chest. “Zo, it doesn’t even cover my boobs. How is it going to cover yours...while you’re dancing?”

She rolled her. “I’m wearing a bra under it.”

“Still...” Kihyun winced as her looked at the rest of the clothes on the rack. “They really didn’t spend much on the clothes for day 2. Did they just take scissors to clothes you already had?”

“Learn to love it, my loves.” Zoey grabbed her backpack. “It’s my new look.”

“Hyung?” Jooheon looked up Shownu.

The leader shrugged. “I’m sure it’ll look great.”

Zoey grinned, grabbing his hand as they started walking towards the exit. “This is why you’re my favourite.”

“Watch her edit us out of the final video.” Minhyuk complained. “And just photoshop Shownu into ever shot behind her.

“Keep talking and that’s exactly what’ll happen.” She warned.

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Queen’s Clan { 20 }

Monsta X/Reader, Human/Vampire(s), Reverse Harem

Warnings: biting

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This was not a good idea. The last talk with Hyungwon was eventful to say the least and you were staring at his massive manor—alone. You’d told your Clanmates it was better to come at this alone; their testosterone had no place with this important meeting. But of course, they only let you do the meeti alone if they were in the surrounding area. In case anything went wrong.

Definitely not a good idea.

“Y/N, come in! Master Hyungwon has scheduled a pastries buffet to honor your presence!” Kihyun chuckled, already out the front door before you can so much as announce you arrived. He jogged to your side and offered you his forearm with a polite smile and directed you to a grand foyer with several tables of—holy shit, that’s a chocolate fountain.

Your eyes bug out of your head and Kihyun smirks at your reaction before cooing at you and taking you to the tower of molten chocolate. Sure, the other desserts around you were amazing but this fountain had to be the size of Kihyun himself. If your mates could see this—

“Y/N, I see you’ve found my gift to you.” Hyungwon announced from the entryway. He looked magnificent as before; wearing a black turtleneck sweater complete with gray dress pants and black loafers. He didn’t even have to try to look amazing and it annoyed you a tinge.

“Gift?” You asked, looking back to the overwhelming machine.

“Yes, everything you see here is yours. From the desserts to the five-tiered fountain. It can melt any sort of cheese as well, if you were wondering.” Yes, you were definitely wondering. This splendid, metal beast would be the best to have during—

You shook yourself out of your thoughts before anything could escalate. Though, it wouldn’t be bad if they did. ‘Cool down, Y/N. You’re here for business.’

“I’d like to make an agreement, first. Fountain, second.” Boom, now he knows you’re not easily bought.

“I take it you agree to my enquiries, then?” Hyungwon smiled, reaching an arm to a plate of crisp strawberries before he dips it gently into the pouring fountain. His eyes never leave yours.

“Actually, I’ve come with my own terms.” The way he brought the strawberry to his lips was almost too much. “I want us to be allies.”

He pauses for a second, mulling over your words before looking to Kihyun and having a silent conversation with him.

“What would I gain from an alliance with you?” Gone was the playful prince, stern businessman was in.

“What would you like to gain?” You ask a bit sheepishly. He couldn’t gain much, you thought. You were a new Queen who didn’t know the politics. Just gossip that the one man to stay away from was the same man you had to ally with to survive.

“If we ally, I’d be in charge.” He said simply, finishing off his strawberry.

“In charge of what?” You asked a bit hesitant. You wanted to call the shots. This meeting wasn’t going on the direction you hoped for but you knew his ego would be a hindrance to the outcome.

“If I’m your ally, I’d be your Alpha. Your Mates would have to adhere by my command. They’re yours to do with as you please, but if I’m an ally, I should hope they’d see me as your equal. Perhaps even your husband, but that’s in the near future.” Thinking of Changkyun in particular, you knew this wouldn’t fly. “Being the Alpha would also mean the likelihood of us conceiving an heir.” You could have died right then and there. Children?! This man wanted a child with you?!

“If we ally, you can come around me and my Mates. You will not command them to do any sort of thing I do not command. They are not yours to reprimand. You will not touch them let alone hurt them.” You growled out, feeling waves of anger travel through your arms. Goosebumps spread throughout your body at the thought of someone hurting your Mates.

“So you believe the words of strangers, too.” He muttered sadly. “Lady Y/N, rumors without factual evidence to back them are just ploys for those in need of attention or reassurance that their negative thoughts are validated.”

“You will not be my Alpha nor my Mates’.”

“So, have you decided which of your Clanmates will be your Alpha?” He asked quietly, approaching you and twirling on strand of your hair around his pointer finger.

“Yes.” You paused a beat. “I’m the Alpha.” With that, you surged forward connecting your lips to his and pinning him against the table, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

You broke away from him with a sigh and stated, “I will decide who gives me an heir and how many. I will decide who I marry. I am the only person responsible for this Clan and I’ll be damned if you take my Mates away from me.”

You felt a long arm wrap around your waist and tug you roughly against a hard chest. “My Lady, you don’t have to be in this alone. My King and I would never dream of taking what is rightfully yours. Isn’t that right, my liege?” His hands slowly crept up your chest, making its way to your neck and grasping your throat with just enough force to make you gasp.

“Certainly. I wouldn’t want My Queen to be upset with me in any way. If anything, I would want her to be very pleased with our alliance. What do you say, Y/N?” Hyungwon chuckled, slowly trailing his hands where Kihyun’s were before. Where Kihyun’s hands were rough, his were smooth and gentle against your skin.

“You’ll be my ally instead of my mate? Instead of an Alpha?” You managed and celebrated mentally for being able to speak without a stutter or whimper.

Hyungwon hesitated, looking over your shoulder at Kihyun before giving you a smirk. “We can start with that, if you’d like.” His tone suggested this was your call, but it felt like you were still playing into whatever plan he was orchestrating.

“Allies. Not Mates.” You stated with as much authority in your voice.

“Agreed.”

You could hear skin being ripped behind you before Kihyun offered his wrist to you.

“I will serve you as I serve my King, Queen Y/N. I will serve you until you see me and my Master fit to be your Mates. Will you accept me and link yourself to him as he links to you?” Kihyun gasped out. You could see Hyungwon grab his other wrist while he stared deep into you, seeking your answer.

You responded by grabbing Kihyun’s wrist and biting down, hearing his moan echo around the room at Hyungwon bit down to seal the deal.

And then the room exploded in a bright light.

A/N: I LIVEEEEEE! How is everyone’s quarantine going? I’m back at work after 2 months (yeesh it’s been 84 years since I’ve posted) of not working and I’m also back in school online but I wanted to drop this part because I missed y’all.

#kpop #kpop fic #monsta x fic #monsta x x reader #monsta x x you #kpop x female reader #reverse harem #monsta x

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