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liamade · 2 years
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Menacing Stare ; Jeon Wonwoo
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»»—pairing: jeon wonwoo x non-gendered reader
summary: wonwoo was just some weird dude in your lecture who'd always stare at you with a menacing, judgmental glare. it would've been easy to avoid him had it not been for your nosey mutual friends who wanted anything but
genre: enemies(?) to lovers, lowkey angst, eventual fluff, crack, college au
warning(s): mentions of alcohol
✧ word count: 2785
a/n: this au was inspired by this tweet :)
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"Hey, you're coming to our party right?" A voice sounds from beside you making you look over, met with Chan's famous smile as he took the seat next to you. 
"Well, it's less of a party and more of a… fun-sized gathering." Jisoo corrected, greeting you with a nod of his head while sitting across from you. 
You sat in silent thought for a few seconds. It's not like you had anything better to do that weekend besides binging whatever Netflix show you could find in its massive library to satisfy you. 
"Hmmm, who's gonna be there?" You ask as you pick up some pasta from your tray with a fork. 
Chan is quick to lean over and rob you of your food, loudly slurping up the noodles as if to purposely annoy you. "Just the usual guys… Vernon, Jun, Seungcheol, Seungkwan.." he listed off names as he chewed. 
You deadpanned at him, "After that? Yeah, I'm not going." 
He looked at you with exasperation, mouth hanging open as he whined, "but you haaaaave to!" 
Jisoo looked at him disgusted, hand on the youngers' jaw to free himself of the horrible display. "Close your mouth, you cretin.. Anyways- Minghao, Wonwoo, and Mingyu said they could make it this time too," he informed Chan—and by proxy you. 
Chan suddenly gasped looking over at you, talking after swallowing your food, "you should bring some of your friends too; it's gonna be a total sausage fest." 
You completely ignored his words as you slumped in your seat, "Wonwoo…" you muttered his name under your breath. 
Jisoo catches this, "Yeah, Wonwoo.. What's with that face?" 
"I'm pretty sure your friend hates me." 
You think back on your very limited, but memorable encounters with Jeon Wonwoo. You had seen him just today, even. 
"Hey." 
A deep voice quietly spoke up from in front of you, causing you to look up from your phone. 
You look around confused as there was no way Jeon Wonwoo was trying to make conversation with you of all people, but seeing no one else near the two of you. 
"Uh.. Hey?"
He was silent for a few seconds, staring at you with that usual narrow-eyed glare he'd give you. 
"You're in the way." 
His voice sounded harsh to your ears, making your heart sink to your ass. Glancing behind you, you remember that you were leaning against the water cooler, quickly sidestepping away. 
"Oh… sorry-" you manage to get out before not-so-subtly speed walking away. 
"You think Wonwoo hates you? Jeon Wonwoo Wonwoo??" Chan asks with furrowed brows. 
"Like,,, fluffy-hair-and-assortment-of-sweaters-and-cardigans Wonwoo?" Jisoo followed.
"Yeah, him! He's always glaring when he looks at me and he's so rude." You pout. 
Chan shares a look with Jisoo that goes unnoticed by you. "Really 'cause last time I checked Jeon Wonwoo li-" 
He was interrupted when Jisoo picked up a fry from his own tray, hurling it at the formers' head. He laughed nervously, hoping you wouldn't ask any questions as he gave you a lopsided smile. "I'm sure he doesn't hate you, love. You can talk to him at the party." 
You grin at the pet name, knowing it's a habit he picked up from Jeonghan before grimacing at the later proposition. It was your turn to whine, "But I don't wannnaaa~"
Jisoo subtly rolled his eyes, a sigh coming from him. "I'll be there with you when you talk to him then, okay? I'll hold your hand through the whole thing." He tried to coax you. 
You dramatically groaned as you fell into Chan's side, who laughed at you. "I'll think about it." 
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Friday rolls around much faster than you expected, having you sprawled in your bed whilst staring up at your ceiling with a pout on your lips. 
For the better part of the week you had been slightly dreading the 'fun-sized gathering', knowing full well that when Jisoo said he'd take you to talk to Wonwoo, he meant it.
Groaning, you decide it's best to get out of bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes after your nap-turned-full blown sleep. Your last class ended at 12:45 so you wasted no time running to your dorm, immediately flopping into bed as a pre-party ritual. 
As you walk to the bathroom, you look through the notifications on your phone, seeing Soonyoung had blown up your phone an hour before. You rolled your eyes with a grin as you noticed that he had, once again, taken your phone when you weren't looking and changed his contact name.
My love soonyoung best person in my life 🥰💗🥰💙💙💗😊💙🥰😊😚🥰
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Mfer-
ARE YOU SLEEPING???
WAKE! UP!! 🛌🤺 
….
Anyways
🙄
Jihoon and I are wearing pink so you better wear pink and match us 🥰 
Or else 😁🔪
See you later bestieeee
You laugh as you read through the messages before placing your phone on the sink, not bothering to respond. 
You strip yourself of your oversized 'at home' hoodie, it having too many stains of…. you don't even remember what food for you to sensibly wear it out in public anymore. Turning your shower knob to a comfortably warm temp and checking with your arm, you step in, allowing the water to run down your body and hopefully wash away your reservations. 
You weren't sure why Jisoo was so adamant about you having this conversation with Wonwoo, the former male having checked in with you multiple times this week to make sure you were still going to the party. 
If Jeon Wonwoo was going to hate you and stare at you with his harsh, judgmental glare, then you were perfectly fine with returning the energy. 
"Petty." You thought to yourself as you finally reached for your washcloth, pouring some of your new peach-scented soap onto it. 
As you scrub at your body, your mind once again turns to Wonwoo. Your head swarmed with anxious questions: What if he walks away the second he sees you approaching? What if he just flat-out ignores you when you speak? Or even worse.. What if he tells you exactly why he hates you? 
You grumble to yourself, lightly smacking your cheek with your free hand. Stop. Thinking. About. Jeon. Wonwoo! 
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Around 7:38 you arrive at Seungcheol's place. The whole group always joked about being jealous of him seeing as he is the son of two fairly well-known doctors that oh so graciously gifted him with a spacious apartment. You knock a few times, wiping your hands against your pants to calm your nerves. 
Only a few seconds later, the door swings open to Vernon who gave you a wonky grin and fist bump. "Hey man."
"Hey… dude don't tell me you're already tipsy-" 
"Of fuckin course he is," someone piped up from behind him, "I told him to cool it on all the beers but does anyone ever listen to me? No." 
Seungkwan shot Vernon a look, swatting the latter away before turning to you with a smile and giving you a side hug. 
You stepped in, looking around as you see all the guys sitting around in their own little sub-groups. It had been a while since you all had last seen each other all at once what with all the assignments piling on as the school year started winding down. It brought a smile to your face as you watched all of them happily chatting away. 
Your body lurches backward as you're suddenly attacked with a hug, the person squeezing hard before pulling back with a gasp. 
"You look so goood!" Soonyoung squealed as he took in your outfit; a cropped blush pink cardigan over a plain white tank with a pair of white pants. You knew you were going to regret the color of those pants but anything for a cute outfit right? 
You look him over yourself as a frown forms on your face, eyes snapping to Jihoon who leisurely followed after Soonyoung. "What the hell? Why aren't you guys wearing pink??"
"Uhh," Soonyoung glanced at Jihoon who smirked at him with a raised eyebrow, wondering how he was going to get out of this, "we decided to switch to red last minute?" 
"And you did that without saying anything to me?" 
"Well, you didn't respond to my texts in the first place." Soonyoung huffed as he crossed his arms. 
"Whatever, I'm getting a drink." You say, playfully glaring at Soonyoung before smiling towards Jihoon as you step past him. 
You walk into the kitchen, going straight for the punch bowl sitting on the island. Taking the ladle you scoop some into one of the plastic cups nearby, taking a whiff of the drink. Ah, vodka. 
The drink was sweet, the alcohol barely detected by your taste buds. It definitely was a fuck-you-up punch. 
"Oh, you came!" 
You look over and your heart stops. Mingyu walks over to you with a big smile, leaving behind… Jeon Wonwoo. 
"Oh, uh.. Hi-" you manage to get out, trying your hardest to keep your eyes from glancing at the other male in the room. 
Mingyu wraps you in a hug as he smiles down at you. "How have you been? It's been a while." 
"I-I'm fine. How are you?" 
A pout immediately takes over his face. "Animal science kicking my ass as usual." 
You laugh. It always amazed you how good Mingyu's ability to calm the people around him was. 
The two of you settle into a friendly conversation, catching up and all the likes. It doesn't go unnoticed by you, though, the way Wonwoo stood planted in his spot whilst staring at you. Any other time it would offset you, make you squirm under your skin, but again, with Mingyu by your side you hadn’t felt the need to run. 
Sooner or later you moved on from the kitchen, grabbing another cup of the dangerous punch as you moved around the apartment to greet everyone else. You eventually end up settling on the couch with Jisoo and Jeonghan, Chan sitting on the floor between your legs as you played in his hair. 
Everything seemed to be going well for a while before Jisoo leaned over and whispered in your ear, “So? When should we go and have a chat with Woo?” the nickname, you assumed, meant Wonwoo. 
You leaned toward him to whisper back, “Actually, I would rather not do that. Thanks.” 
Jisoo gave you a disapproving look. “You know you can’t always run away from your problems, right?” 
He was right. Well.. sort of. In theory, his words were those to live by but when it came to having to ‘talk it out’ with someone who clearly hated you? Yeah, you’d rather just fucking haul ass away from the problem. 
“What are you two whispering about? Whose secret are we telling~” Jeonghan butted into the conversation with a grin, ears always open for whatever gossip he could find around campus. 
“Nothing serious; just them being a wimp,” Jisoo responded. You looked at him incredulously. 
“Too scared to talk to a crush or something? Who is it?” the blond looked at you with sparkling eyes, leaning over Jisoo’s lap and latching his hands to your thigh to shake it. 
You huffed, “There is no crush goddammit.”
His face fell as he pulled away, suddenly less interested in you and more into Chan who rambled on about shots. 
Jisoo looked back over to you with a raised brow. You stared back, silent as the two of you entered a staring contest. 
You end up blinking first, “Argh, FINE. Let’s get this over with.” You stood from your spot as you grabbed your drink, downing the rest of it whilst Jisoo stood up beside you with a triumphant yet gentle smile. 
You look around the room, finding the tall meanie in a corner now talking to Seungcheol, Minghao, and Seokmin. Jisoo notices as you take in a shaky breath and holds your hand in his own to reassure you. 
“Wonwoo, can we talk to you for a second?” Jisoo speaks up for you. 
Wonwoo looks at him then down to you… and next down to your enclasped hands. 
Seokmin laughs, “Oooh he’s in troubleeee~” Minghao snicked beside him while Seungcheol slapped his shoulder, muttering something about how nosey he was. 
Wonwoo looks back at you with narrowed eyes, making you frown. He passes his cup to Seungcheol before pushing himself off of the wall. “Yeah sure.”
Jisoo suggests talking in Seungcheol’s room for more privacy and so the three of you make your way down the hall. Somewhere along the way Jisoo who walked behind the two of you let go of your hand without you noticing because of your bubbling nerves. 
“Have fun you two!” he said in a sing-songy voice.
“Wha-” you barely get out before turning around, seeing the room door close behind you with Jisoo on the other side. You shook the doorknob but to no avail, as you heard Jisoo say something about not letting you out until you settle this. 
You slowly turn back around, watching as Wonwoo’s gaze turned from the door down to the floor as he stuffs his hands into his jean pockets. "What did you want to talk about?.." he trailed off. 
It's now that you finally take in his outfit. Black jeans with rips in the knees… and a blush pink sweater similar to your cardigan.
Kwon Soonyoung strikes again it seems.
"I- well you um.." You stammer, gulping as you conjure up all of your courage, "Why.. why do you hate me so much?" You manage to get out your question, your hand absentminded twiddling with your chain bracelet. 
His eyes widened as they snapped back to yours, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "What're you talking about?" 
Your eyes looked between his own, mirroring his expression. "What do you mean 'what am I talking about'," you fold your arms in front of you defensively, "you're always glaring whenever you look at me and that mouth of yours is quite rude!" Huffing, you point your chin up at him while throwing your head to the side in feigned confidence. 
He scratches the back of his neck as a blush settles onto his cheeks. "That's not.." He sighed, "my glasses broke a few months ago while I was playing soccer with the guys and they're kinda expensive to fix so… Wasn’t glaring, I’m just pretty fucking blind." 
"Oh.." You whisper out. Well, there's the mystery of his infamous glare solved but.. 
"And," he starts again, his voice a little louder than before to make sure you're listening to his every word, "I'm sorry if I came off rude—I just.. don't know how to talk to people I like." 
You stare at him, "you talk to the guys just fine, though?"
"No, I mean I like you in the sense that," he paused as he looked away in thought before returning his gaze to your eyes, his own looking softer than you’re used to, "I want to take you on a date, tomorrow—if you'd let me?" 
Months of longing stares in your direction, small words muttered toward you. It felt as if a large weight was lifted from Wonwoo's shoulders after finally getting to tell you his feelings, even if it were in such a roundabout way. 
He studied your silent, stunned expression as his heart sped with the sense of impending rejection. 
"I- me?" You ask dumbly, 
He couldn't help but laugh, this being the first time you'd ever seen a smile on his face in your presence. You took in the way his eyes screwed shut, the way his nose scrunched, and the deep, melodious sound that vibrated in his throat. 
"You're the only other person in this room." 
Heat rushed to your ears as embarrassment washed over you. "Oh, right um.. Sorry-" you stumble before clearing your throat. "I would… like that, yeah." You answer, barely containing the smile that wanted to swim its way onto your face as you finally resolved the problem that had been plaguing your thoughts for a while now. You were getting the chance to learn more about Jeon Wonwoo—gain a new friend or maybe something even more. 
The shy glances exchanged between the two of you were interrupted when the door opens up behind you, revealing Chan, Seokmin, and Soonyoung standing there with shit-eating grins, your eyes catching as the rest of the guys ran down the hall to act as if they weren't there eavesdropping the entire time. 
Jisoo's head pops into frame from the side as he laughs,
"Okay, I think our work here is done!" 
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D-7 | Wonwoo D-8 | Seungkwan D-9 | Mingyu
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[Tales from the Pack] Seungcheol: Stubborn (Bonus)
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Characters: Seungcheol x female reader
Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff, smut during the second half (fingering/eating out, a lot of praise, just cheol being really soft, unprotected sex [remember to use condoms friends!!!], unintentional sorta exhibitionism?????)
Word count: 4,544
Summary: You’ve heard the stories your relatives told you about werewolves when you were younger, but you always thought it was just a scare tactic to make kids behave. Well, up until you woke up in a den full of werewolves.
a/n: this part takes place further into the future during seungkwan’s part, and since it contains spoilers for the future, i recommend skipping this and reading up to part 8 of seungkwan’s series, and then coming back when you’re done!!
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Maybe it was because everyone was on-edge about Seungkwan’s condition that was rapidly decreasing. Maybe it was because everybody was still a bit shaken up over Eunjin being what she was. But something was making your old habits of being a thief kick in. You hid in shadows, snuck around the house, and came and went like the wind. Hardly anybody saw you, including your mate.
You weren’t avoiding Seungcheol, not at all. You were just uncomfortable, and that made you want to stay hidden. You assumed it was the tension in the house, but you just didn’t want to be seen, heard, or noticed. Unfortunately, this also happened to effect Seungcheol who now usually had to sniff you out or simply follow the imprinting pull.
The last couple weeks, though, Seungcheol had gotten down your typical hiding places – although, he did almost trip over you while trying to find you because you were crouched down behind the counter while you sharpened the kitchen knives for fun. Today, though, he found you upstairs in Seokmin’s room.
Seokmin was a very positive person in the pack, and all he wanted was for everybody to get along. But because things weren’t working out between Seungkwan and Eunjin and there was nothing he could do, he typically hid away in his room and kept himself busy with reading or singing to keep his mind off of it. But today, you were hanging out with him while he tried to practice his weather power since he hadn’t intentionally used it before. It was only during those nights he had nightmares when it was developing that he’d used it -- but he didn’t even know it was him doing it -- and the few days he was first coping with the situation with Seungkwan. But none of those instances were intentional, so he wanted to hone in on his new power.
“Does it change the weather in town or just in our little area?” you wondered as Seokmin stared out the window, holding his hand out palm-up as his fingers slowly curled inward. Clouds started forming in the blue sky, turning it a grey color.
“I don’t really know,” Seokmin said absentmindedly as he watched the weather start to change at his own will. He suddenly looked over at you with a warm grin. “Do you like snow?”
You frowned, shaking your head. As a thief, you only had bad memories with snow. You didn’t really have a place of your own before, so you associated snow with being cold and struggling for the next few months. Sure, it was kind of pretty, but you never actually enjoyed it.
“What, really?” he asked, surprised that you didn’t like it. “Why not?”
“I was always stuck outside in the cold,” you said with a small pout, looking away from Seokmin and at the familiar grey sky that indicated snow coming.
Seokmin just smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll show you how to enjoy it.”
“You’re really going to make it snow?”
“Just here – I think…”
Soon enough, little snowflakes began to fall from the sky. All you could do was frown as you watched, dreading when it would start accumulating. You knew you could just come back inside when you got too cold, but it was just the bad memories that were dragging you down.
You heard a soft knock at the door before you heard it open with a very quiet creak. You didn’t even have to turn around to guess who it was.
“What’re you two doing?” Seungcheol chuckled as he walked over to where the two of you were sitting on the floor, staring up at the window.
“Making snow,” Seokmin reported, letting his hand fall into his lap as he turned to look at the alpha. “You like snow, right, Seungcheol?”
Seungcheol shrugged as he crouched down behind and between the two of you, “Yeah, it’s fun – especially seeing the rest of you run around in it.”
Seokmin turned to you excitedly, “We shift and run around outside when it snows. The pack loves it.”
You just nodded, mumbling, “Good for you.”
“_____, do you not like snow?” Seungcheol wondered.
You shook your head in exaggerated movements to really get the point across. Seungcheol just smiled in amusement, putting a warm hand in the center of your back as he stroked it with his thumb.
“You can play with us in the snow tomorrow when it accumulates on the ground,” he suggested, “and if you hate it, I’ll bring you back inside and make you soup. Okay?”
You shrugged, mumbling an, “Okay…”
Thankfully for Seokmin, he didn’t have to sit there and constantly make the weather do what he wanted. Once he got it going, he didn’t have to do anything else until he wanted it to stop. 
“C’mon,” Seungcheol stood before he helped you up, “I need to get food in you.”
“Are Mingyu and Danbi back from Jiung’s?” Seokmin wondered.
“You just want to play with Jiwoo,” he chuckled. “Yeah, they’re back.”
“Finally!” Seokmin grinned, hopping up from the floor.
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The next morning, you were awoken by the sound of howling and excited yipping. You groaned and rolled onto your other side, burying your face in your pillow to drown it out. You felt Seungcheol’s arms encircle you and pull you to his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head.
But then you heard Yeji from downstairs shriek excitedly, “There’s snow everywhere!”
Your eyes opened, staying narrowed. You were definitely awake now.
“Guess the pack saw Seokmin’s little surprise,” Seungcheol said, his voice raspy and deep from sleeping.
Everyone had obviously noticed the snow falling the day prior, but about a foot or two had accumulated quickly on the ground around the house. A few of the wolves had already run outside to play, but apparently some people had just woken up and noticed – and by some people, you meant your overly-excited sister.
Soon enough, you heard feet bolting down the hall before throwing open your bedroom door.
“Seungcheol!” Mingyu was panting. “Seokmin made it snow yesterday, and look outside!”
“I didn’t realize snow on the ground meant everyone forgot how to knock,” Seungcheol said as he sat up and stretched his arms above his head.
Mingyu blushed a bit even though he knew he wasn’t interrupting anything, “Sorry. Are you gonna come outside?”
“In a bit. Let me bundle up _____.”
“_____, we can have a snowball fight!” Mingyu gasped excitedly. “I bet you’ll be really good at it.”
You rolled over, looking up at Seungcheol, “Is that the thing kids do?”
Seungcheol chuckled, nodding his head, “Yes. In case you haven’t noticed, we’re all just very big children.”
-
After being put in five sweaters, two pairs of pants – one pair being yours and the other being Seungcheol’s just because he thought they might somehow be better for you – and a hat, Seungcheol brought you outside with him while he wore just a sweater and a pair of pants. You looked up at the sky, scrunching your face as snow hit your skin. Seungcheol chuckled as he watched, taking note of how beautiful you looked with fresh snow falling into your hair.
The entire pack was out in the yard, even little Jiwoo who was bundled up in multiple blankets and was being held on Minghao’s hip while her father was enjoying the snow. Most of the boys were in their wolf forms, running around, rolling in it, or trying to catch snowflakes in their mouths. Mingyu was rolling a ball of snow with his muzzle while he helped Danbi make a snowman. Minghao was softly talking to Jiwoo about how pretty the snow was as her large eyes looked around in wonder, it being the first time the young child had seen the white, fluffy stuff. Those of the pack in their human form were tossing snowballs at each other and others while they laughed loudly.
The only person who wasn’t playing in the snow – that you could see – was Joshua. He just said the last thing he wanted was to be pelted with cold things. You couldn’t say you disagreed with Josh.
“How is this fun?” you grumbled, looking back at Seungcheol as you blinked snowflakes off your eyelashes.
“Well just staring at it isn’t fun,” he told you. “Go make a snowman or a snow angel or–”
“_____!” you heard Chan call. You turned your head just in time to catch a snowball to the chest. You froze, staring at the same spot while the youngest giggled. “Come play with us!”
“Ah, maybe after she gets used to the snow, Chan,” Seungcheol told him pointedly as he grabbed your arms and pulled you over to where Wonwoo and Danbi were now making snow angels together. “Why don’t you stay with Wonwoo while I go get changed. He’ll make sure you don’t get hit with anything.”
Wonwoo nodded up at you from where he was squatting down on the ground, not even looking as he put up a hand to block the stray snowball coming his way. As soon as it splattered against the side of his arm, he let it down and looked back down at his sister on the ground.
“See? You’re in good hands,” Seungcheol grinned as he pressed a kiss to your temple before he went back into the house.
Mingyu, who was watching the siblings make snow angels, pressed his snow-covered nose against your cheek as he sniffed your face. Even that made you make a face and recoil away from him, shoving his furry face away.
“So,” Danbi sat up with snow in her hair, “you really have never played in the snow?”
Wonwoo chuckled at his sister as he began to brush the snow from her hair, saying, “Not everybody likes snow, Danbi. Lilly was allergic.”
You furrowed your eyebrows, “How can somebody be allergic?”
“I believe the doctor in town called it cold urticaria.”
“Excuse me?”
Wonwoo just laughed softly, shaking his head.
Seungcheol came back outside quickly, but he was in his wolf form this time. He ran up to you and nuzzled into your hair happily, excited to be able to play outside with his brothers. You couldn’t help but laugh at how happy he was, but it stopped when he moved his nose to nudge you in the side, moving you closer to the chaos of the pack.
“Whoa, what?” you asked as your legs were forced to move forward. “Seungcheol, I didn’t agree to this!”
Still, your mate continued to move your forward so you could properly experience the snow. Of course, the pack noticed this and started to get even more excited. Soonyoung bounded over to you, skidding to a stop and kicking up snow. 
The first thing Seungcheol tried to get you to try was making a snowman. He started by poking a snowball on the ground with his nose, nudging it around until it started to roll into a bigger ball. He looked up at you expectantly before he gestured to the growing ball with his head.
You huffed, “Seungcheol this shit is cold. I don’t want to touch it.”
He let out a huff of his own before pointing at the ball sharply with his nose.
You grumbled to yourself about how you didn’t want to, but you did it anyway. You bent down and began rolling the ball around until Seungcheol decided it was big enough to be a snowman base. Then he helped you make the middle and managed to maneuver it on top of the first ball with his muzzle. Then he let you make the head and put that on as well.
Yeji had ventured into the woods earlier with Hansol and Junhui to find pebbles on the ground since the property was completely covered in snow. So she gave you a few from her pocket for eyes and buttons. Then Seungcheol trotted over with a stick in his mouth and handed it to you. You very un-enthusiastically jammed it in the poor snowman’s face. Your fingers were numb, your nose and cheeks were red, and you just wanted to go inside and curl up under some blankets.
To add insult to injury, the wolves were playing too rough with each other, and Junhui skidded straight into your snowman, knocking it over and causing its snow body to splatter on the ground. Seungcheol looked down at the dead snowman body before he growled and leaped at the younger werewolf, wrestling with him for ruining your hard work.
You wished you were the snowman.
-
You walked into your bedroom with a towel still between your hands as you dried your hair, damp from the snow. However, when you walked into your room, Seungcheol was in there, still without clothes on. He had shifted back downstairs while you went to go get a towel to dry your hair, and now he was digging through drawers to find new clothes for the both of you.
This wasn’t the first time seeing Seungcheol naked. You’d taken showers and baths together plenty of times. But for some reason, your cheeks were heating up – and not just because you had been playing out in the snow.
You walked over to your mate – you knew he could hear you enter – and wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your nose into his back to warm it while your hands clung to his toned stomach, making him shiver from how cold they felt.
“I feel like an ice cube,” you whined.
“Yeah, you do,” he chuckled. “Do you want me to warm you up?”
You nodded, your nose rubbing against his back. Except, you were thinking of other means of warming up than he was. Most of the pack was still playing outside anyway.
“Alright, let me just find some–”
“Seungcheol?” when you spoke this time, your voice was a lot smaller than it had been. 
“Hmm?”
“Y-you don’t have to, like…put clothes on if, y’know…this is more comfortable…”
Seungcheol laughed softly, turning in your arms to face you. He cupped your face between his hands, eyebrows raised, “Is this your way of telling me you want to do something?”
You’d done things with Seungcheol before, sure. But you’d never actually had ‘proper’ sex with him before. It wasn’t that you were scared or didn’t know how, you just always felt a little uncomfortable knowing that the rest of the pack would be able to hear you. But now that they were all preoccupied outside…
You nodded, “I’m cold, it’s for my health.”
“_____, you’re not going to get hypothermia,” he laughed, rolling his eyes playfully. “What do you want me to do?”
“Well…” you began slowly, trying to ignore the heat that was now crawling to the tip of your ears, “I-I think I’m ready for marking.”
Seungcheol’s eyes widened, though he looked more surprised than afraid. The statement just took him off guard. You’d never even mentioned marking other than when you asked about how it worked and if the pain was bad, but you hadn’t mentioned it in a while.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his hands stroking up and down your arms. “You don’t need to feel pressured or anything.”
“Seungcheol, I really want to,” you insisted. “I love you and I want to be yours.”
“You are mine, with or without a mark,” he promised, a soft smile on his face as he placed the bend of his finger under your chin. “Look at Danbi and Mingyu – she wasn’t marked for a long time.”
“I promise, Cheol, I’m asking because I want it.”
Seungcheol nodded, “Okay. Then I’d be more than happy to mark you as mine.”
He smiled as he leaned down to press his lips to yours, softly and playfully at first but slowly growing in intensity and desperation. Your back hit the mattress, making both of you giggle as he toppled down on top of you, making sure to catch himself with his hands as to not actually crush you. But still, his lips never left yours.
“Guess it’s a good thing you don’t have all those layers on anymore,” he chuckled against your lips, one of his thumbs stroking your cheek that was still flushed from the cold.
Seungcheol sat up just enough to pull your shirt off over your head. He let his eyes scan over your body, a warm grumble resonating in his chest as his hands wandered over your soft skin, “You’re so beautiful, you know that?”
“Only because you never stop telling me,” you laughed softly, rolling your eyes.
“And I’ll never stop telling you,” he insisted before he was leaning down again to meet your lips.
His lips moved feverishly against yours like he couldn’t get enough of you. One hand cupped your cheek while the other held him up, his tongue pushing passed your lips to explore your mouth. Your arms were around him, fingers tangled in his hair to keep him as close as possible. 
Seungcheol’s lips began to trail downward, leaving open-mouthed kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking on your skin on their way. His hands moved to take your bra off, unclipping it behind you before sliding the straps down. That was tossed off the side of the bed, Seungcheol not even paying attention to where he threw it.
His lips went to one of your nipples, one hand massaging the other and brushing your nipple with his thumb. You moaned out his name softly, arching your chest up as your eyes fluttered closed. His tongue flicked over the hardening bud, looking up at you as he did so to watch every little movement from your face.
Seungcheol’s mouth continued its decent, his hands also moving downward to pull off your bottoms and underwear. You lifted your hips to help, and then he tossed those off the bed to join your bra on the floor.
Now, Seungcheol was laid down on his stomach between your thighs, pushing your legs open to make room for him. Seungcheol had seen you like this before already but it didn’t stop the heat rushing to your cheeks or the urge to close your legs and hide from his eyes that were locked on your heat as the yellow began to dot red.
“So beautiful…” he whispered, brushing his index finger through your folds before teasing your slit.
You whimpered softly, covering your face from embarrassment.
Seungcheol chuckled seeing your expression, dipping his head closer to you, “You’re cute when you’re shy.”
You felt his tongue lick a stripe from your slit to your clit, and you bit your lip to keep from moaning. Your hands went to his dark hair as his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked lightly, flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves. You already knew what Seungcheol’s tongue was capable of, and yet, it still took you by surprise.
“Don’t keep in those noises, baby,” Seungcheol cooed as he teased his finger at your entrance again. He slowly slid it in, smirking a little at the way you said his name in a quiet moan. “The pack is outside and they’re not paying any attention – nobody will hear you.”
He began pumping his finger slowly, curling it to reach all the spots he’d learned you liked while his lips and tongue worked on your clit. You let out a moan that was a little louder this time, your hips starting to grind up into Seungcheol. 
He added a second finger, curling them the same way as he pressed his tongue flat against your clit and let you grind against his face, growling softly as your hands tugged at his hair. He started scissoring his fingers in you, stretching you out for what was to come once he decided you were prepped enough. For now, he just wanted to enjoy the soft moans and mewls that fell from your lips.
You felt a knot starting to tighten in your lower abdomen, so you started rocking your hips faster. Seungcheol noticed the signs of your incoming release – your hips speeding up, the way your eyebrows knitted together, the way your whines started to get higher – and removed his fingers, sitting up and away from you. Had you not known Seungcheol planned on giving you exactly what you wanted very soon, you would’ve never let him hear the end of your complaining.
You watched as Seungcheol stuck his two fingers in his mouth, lapping up your juices as he smirked at you with red eyes, “You taste so sweet, princess.”
“Cheol…” you whined, covering your face with your arms.
He just chuckled, leaning down above you to move your limbs away from your face, pressing a kiss to your lips. He kissed you softly for a moment as to try to get rid of any nervousness you might’ve had before he gripped his member, stroking it a few times to get it fully hard before he was teasing your folds with the tip. He smirked at the way your hips wiggled and bucked up slightly.
He pulled back just enough to look at you, all of the playfulness melting away, “Are you ready?”
You nodded, moving your hands to grip his shoulders.
“Just tell me if you want to stop, okay?”
You nodded again, so Seungcheol lined himself up with your entrance. Then he was slowly pushing into you, letting out a soft groan and an even softer “fuck” as his head dropped into your neck. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he stretched you out, your eyes squeezing closed. It definitely hurt a little but but not enough for you to want him to stop.
Once he was completely inside, he stilled, his lips brushing across your neck in small kisses to help you relax. When you finally gave him the okay, he moved at a slow pace, trying to make sure you weren’t uncomfortable in any way. You’d done other intimate stuff but he’d never been inside you – and he knew you’d never had sex before – so he didn’t want to hurt you. He was even honored you trusted him with this.
“You’re doing so well, baby,” he hummed, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss as his hips continued to rock at a steady pace. 
You let out a quiet moan at his praise, your arms wrapping around his neck to keep him close to you. He smiled against your lips, the happy grumble in his chest vibrating against yours. One of his hands moved down your body, raising goosebumps until he reached your clit. His fingers worked circles into it, drawing soft mewls from you that were music to his ears.
“Do you feel okay?” he asked quietly.
You nodded, biting your lip softly. The pain had slowly gone away, leaving you with only pleasure that was slowly building the knot in your stomach back up. The look you gave him with your eyebrows knitting together in pleasure but your eyes almost begging him to do more was enough to almost send him over the edge, especially with how amazing you felt around him.
“You’re so pretty,” he whispered, using his thumb to gently tug your bottom lip from between your teeth. “My beautiful little mate.”
He sat up as his own orgasm began to approach, determined to get you to cum before he did. He knew it would distract from the pain of marking and that was his biggest priority. Seungcheol wanted to avoid hurting you at all costs, at least for your first time. 
His fingers started moving quicker as he started aiming his thrusts into a new spot, making you moan out his name and grip the sheets beneath you.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby,” he moaned, his dark bangs sticking to his forehead with sweat. “Fuck… You take me so well; you’re so amazing.”
Your orgasm started to approach a lot faster than you thought it would, your moans and whimpers growing louder and more needy. Seungcheol could tell you were getting close from the way you clenched around him, but he couldn’t have you cumming just yet.
Seungcheol removed his fingers from your clit, placing both hands on your hips as he rolled his hips into yours. You whined, the quickly building high dying down a little bit because of the loss of stimulation.
“Just hold on a little longer, love,” he grunted, trying to get himself closer to his own high. His eyes closed as his head dropped back, the sight of his toned body shining from the light sheen of sweat on his body making him look godlike. “You feel so amazing, I’m almost there…”
Your high was still building with every thrust of Seungcheol’s hips, though. You pulled him back down to you, trying to distract yourself by leaving little kisses and love bites along the column of his neck and across his collarbones. Seungcheol groaned at the feeling, his hips suddenly sharply thrusting forward into you. With the burn of your orgasm approaching, you bit on Seungcheol’s shoulder – not enough to break skin or anything – to hold yourself back, clenching around him.
That was enough to tip him over the edge, one hand going back down to your clit and rubbing into it quickly. Your eyes squeezed shut as your body tensed with your orgasm.
“Let go, baby,” he said softly, but his voice was a growl.
It hit you harder than any other high you’d had, but it was the second wave that really got you. It came with a sudden sharpness in the crook of your neck, but it had you crying out Seungcheol’s name as your toes curled and your thighs locked around his hips. It felt amazing.
After riding out both of your highs, Seungcheol took his teeth out of you and dragged his tongue across the wound to help it heal. You whimpered at the feeling of him pulling out of you, his release and yours dripping slowly down your thighs.
“It didn’t hurt too much, did it?” he wondered.
“No,” you sighed, letting your fingers drag through Seungcheol’s dark hair. You smiled up at him softly when he pulled away to look at your face. “I love you.”
He grinned, bumping your nose with his own, “I love you, too. Thanks for letting me do this – it means so much to me.”
Your sweet moment was cut off by a knock at the door, which had Seungcheol’s head whipping around to look at the door.
“I want you guys to know,” Joshua’s voice came from the other side, “that I didn’t go outside, and I heard everything. Also, you’re lucky Seungkwan’s on his deathbed or you’d have two disgusted wolves here.”
Your face turned completely red as you hid in Seungcheol’s neck while he laughed at you.
“You said nobody could hear!” you whined.
“Yeah, well,” he shrugged, not seeming to care if his brother heard or not, “I guess I forgot about Josh.”
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of angels, blood, and lifetimes
☞ pairing: yoon jeonghan x fem!reader         ☞ warnings: kind of stockholm syndrome? blood, major death, guns ☞ wc: 4.8k words        ☞ genre: mafia/gang au
☞ a/n: this used to be a haikyuu fic that i did but wasn’t too happy with the more i read it so i revamped it for jeonghan !! i hope u guys like it ♡ and if u see any mistakes w the names pls lmk !!! ignore the title highkey i hate it but im so bad at titles HAHAH
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Jeonghan wonders how you ended up in a place like this.
The lounge is sordid and foul, filled with an underlying stench of mold and dust, creaking floorboards, and disreputable individuals that looked like they’d pounce upon you like a pack of ravenous wolves if given the chance.
Yet your demeanor is relaxed, the bright spotlight cast upon you and the stage softening your features and illuminating the delicate, gauzy dress you adorned as the deep maroon curtains are swept aside for you, and only you. Even your voice was gentle as you sang, like a gentle angel, as if lulling the wolves to placidity in their den. 
But doesn’t distract him from the job. It’s rare something ever does, in all honesty, but Jeonghan almost feels remorseful for what’s about to happen.
When your performance ends, the hollers and catcalls dying down as the curtains swing shut, Jeonghan cocks his head slightly towards the hallway next to the stage where the bathrooms, and no doubt, the dressing rooms were located, with the three other men accompanying him.
“She was pretty good.” Joshua comments, and Seungcheol barks a laugh.
“Yeah. Doesn’t change the fact that we’re after her brother though.”
“She’s pretty too.” Joshua ignores Seungcheol’s statement and Jihoon who rolls his eyes at the former’s statement. “What do you think, Hannie?”
“I think we should stay focused.” 
Joshua laughs lightly at the answer, but doesn’t get a chance to reply, the dressing room door being swung open with Jeonghan’s knuckles hovering in the air, about to knock.
“Can I help you?” 
You’re somehow more breathtaking up close, hair unpinned, a fluffy robe wrapping your body, and your features are clearly startled at their appearance. 
“We were just wondering if we could have a moment to talk?”
You don’t have a choice, but you’re unaware of that, uneasiness flooding you as you search your memory for any recognition of the men and coming up blank.
“I’m sorry, you’ll have to speak to the owner of the lounge if this is about business, and I don’t take-”
“Sorry if it wasn’t clear, honey.” Jeonghan brushes the side of his suit coat aside lightly, revealing the handle of his gun, and your eyes widen. “But we weren’t asking.”
You let them in quickly after that, and suddenly, you’re sat down with him, the rest dispersed around the room, poking curiously around your vanity and dresses. 
“Your last name is Jeon, right?” Jeonghan inquires, and you nod. “Have you been in contact with your brother lately?”
The mention of Wonwoo drains all warmth from your face, and Jeonghan is taken aback by how open you are. 
He’s been around enough to tell a liar, and somehow, your posture is open and vulnerable, like a blooming flower, something that almost blinded him, as if you were a beacon of light at the end of the dark tunnel that was the dark business he was in.
“I haven’t seen him in almost a year. He took all my family’s money then left without a trace.” Your tone is bitter, and Jeonghan curses under his breath. “Can I ask what this is about?”
“Your brother,” He inhales slowly, answering in clipped sentences. “Owes us some work.”
Your innocence does nothing to disguise the way your gaze sharpens in thought, and Jeonghan smiles inwardly.
“Were you two close?” He prompts, changing the subject.
“I wouldn’t think so.” You start slowly. “But if you’re asking me whether he’d talk to me, I don’t know. Maybe. People have always told me he felt an obligation to care for me, being his younger sibling, but it’s not something that’s ever really stood out to me.”
It’s good enough for Jeonghan, who gets up, brushing his pants off as he does so, ignoring your perplexed gaze as he glances at his men, who stop their curious investigation about the room and stand beside you.  
“What’s- don’t touch me.” You snap, slapping Jihoon’s hand away from your arm, and the room suddenly drops in temperature.
“Woozi.” Jeonghan warns, and he sighs.
“You really think she won’t struggle?”
“What’s going on?” You repeat demandingly, and Jeonghan is struck with a sudden appreciation and interest at your boldness.
“You’re coming with us.”
The words are heavy, and silence blankets the room for a few moments, and your quiet question unsettles everyone.
“Do I have a choice?” 
“I think you know the answer to that, honey.” Jeonghan attempts to be sympathetic, but he also knows to not let his guard down, the prettiest rose often having the sharpest thorns.
“I can’t.” 
Someone behind you snorts, and it steels your resolve, despite the unreadable expression of the man in front of you who raises an eyebrow. 
“I have to work.” You explain haltingly.
This brings a bout of laughs around you, and your eyebrows furrow indignantly, irritation rising at the sound. 
“I’m being serious.” You argue as they die down. “My parents can’t work; it’s only me. Wonwoo took almost everything.”
“Maybe your brother should have thought about that, before he-”
“They’ll be given sufficient funds.” Jeonghan cuts through impatiently, and everyone blinks. 
“You’re not serious.” Joshua exclaims, and instead of relieved, you look scandalized. 
“And I’m not stupid enough to entrust my parents to some organization hunting my brother.” You burst, and Jeonghan grins.
“Smart. But which would you prefer, leaving them with no assets, or have some organization give them money for the time being?” 
You nod shortly after a reluctant pause, and Jeonghan gestures for Seungcheol and Jihoon to take you to the car, to which they do so silently, flanking you in obedient order. 
“I hope you know what you’re doing, Hannie.” Joshua muses as they exit the room, one you wouldn’t be in the presence of for a while, and Jeonghan looks suddenly grim at the statement. 
“I’m not in charge for no reason.”
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You stay in your designated room for the entire first day.
It’s luxurious, bigger than the living room in your own family home much less your own bedroom, and although you aren’t restricted to this single room alone, free to roam the entire house, you stay locked inside upon choice.
You can hear the commotion outside at times, or the curious rustles and whispers at your door, but you don’t move towards any of them, deep in thoughts pertaining to your situation.
It was almost twisted, the more you thought about it. 
The syndicate you were currently held within, was revealed fairly quickly as you made the drive to their headquarters, and darker than you expected. It chilled you to think your brother was involved in mafia business, and you prickled with sympathy at the realization of how young some of the members were. 
It made your head spin to think of why, how and when, since primarily you thought of your own involvement now. 
You knew you were here because of your relation to your brother, but as to why they were treating you so well, considering whatever deed Wonwoo had committed against them. There was also how they figured upon finding your brother and when you’d be able to leave.
If you ever would be able to.
The thought sends a chilling shiver down your spine, and just as you swing your legs off of your bed, there’s a rap on the door, and Joshua opens it soon after with a small smile.
“Dinner’s ready. You’ve been cooped up here all day, everyone wants to meet you.” 
You trudge alongside him slowly, and he doesn’t look impressed with your lackluster behaviour, but you don’t care. You simply want to eat, survey the members, and return to your room. 
There’s eight of them at the table.
Yoon Jeonghan was the leader of the group, his right hand man being Hong Joshua, with Choi Seungcheol and Lee Jihoon as close second and third. There was Lee Seokmin, an experienced member, though he seemed to fill in for any of the top four whenever needed, and Kim Mingyu, the basis of intelligence research and support. There was also Boo Seungkwan, a nervous looking boy, though skilled, and Lee Chan, master of reconnaissance, the two youngest members.
They don’t talk to you much, and you’re not exactly inviting them to, although the curiosity is palpable through each member’s gaze.
The scrape of forks against plates is all that fills the room, until everyone is satisfied, and it’s broken by Jihoon.
“Anyone wanna go shoot some rounds?”
You’re left to sit there confusedly as they all scoot back their chairs, agreeing quietly or silently, leaving the room until Chan peers back inside.
“Are you coming?”
Seeing that you didn’t remember how you got to the dining room in the first place from your own accommodation, you quickly stand, following and trying not to get distracted throughout the winding hallways. 
You find yourself in a gun range, and you’re torn between wanting to laugh at your circumstances, or being concerned as you stand by the doorway, watching as everyone bustles around as if it were a normal occurrence (as it was).
They place bets, apparently Jeonghan being the reigning champion of the targets, and it’s fairly amusing to see them curse and shout as they all fire off. 
“Can I try?” You pipe up, attracting the attention of the group with surprise, and they all exchange glances before shrugging in agreement; but before one of them can offer his gun, you tug a small pistol out of the folds of your clothes, and they all halt.
“Did you always have that on you?” Seungcheol shrieks, and you stare at him.
“Have you seen where I work?”
“No one thought to check her for weapons?” Jeonghan raises an eyebrow amusedly, and mutters arise from the three who accompanied him. You want to retort how you weren’t stupid enough to pull your tiny pistol on a group of them but bite your tongue.
You pay no attention to the bickering that arises after as well, aiming your gun for a few moments before firing, and making the group jump. You continue on consistently, and when the bullets run out, you stare at the blistering holes in the target, eyes burning as they observe the results interestedly.
You don’t catch the pair of deep brown eyes upon you as you place the gun gingerly next to the other emptied ones.
“She did better than you, ‘Kwannie.”
“Shut up, Dino.” 
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That night, you’re awoken by what you think is a ghost.
Your sleep was restless anyways, being unable to slumber peacefully throughout the entire night ever since you’ve arrived, so as you tiptoe out of your room to discover the source, it’s almost welcomed.
Your fingertips trail against the vintage wallpapered walls as your ears strain to follow the melodic drifting voice, halting at  the ajar doorway you deemed your destination, moonlight streaming out. 
The sound is almost haunting, high and lonely and beautiful, and you sway to it unconsciously in your attempt to stay at a standstill as you listen outside the doorway. It cuts off as you make the tiniest step closer to hear better, and you hold your breath. 
“Who’s there?”
Your heart pounds in your chest as you squeeze your eyes shut, praying to whatever higher being that resides in the heavens to protect you from the outcome of revealing yourself as you step cautiously into the room. 
“Oh, it’s you.” Jeonghan sighs, and you release a breath of relief. 
He looks like an angel in the gauzy moonlight, not the cherub, rosy cheeked ones, with fluttery wings, but the powerful, punishing, broad shouldered beings with cold gazes. He reminds you of a double edged sword, glinting, in delicate beauty and dangerous pain.
“Your voice is beautiful.” You offer softly, clutching the material of your soft pyjama gown, and Jeonghan smiles wryly.
“Says the lounge singer in our midst.” 
“The company at the lounge aren’t exactly the best judges. I don’t think they really care about how I sound too much, just how I look.” You muse, sitting down as Jeonghan gestures for you to.
“I would say they have pretty good judgement, honey, hearing and seeing both firsthand.”
You don’t reply, looking away from his amused gaze, perking up as he begins to hum, starting to sing once more.
You blame it upon the late hours that your eyes flutter heavily to darkness as you listen, propping your face upon the heel of your palm, and when you regain fuzzy consciousness, you’re rocking slightly side to side, just enough to be aware of the arms cradling you, and the flash of blonde hair as you crack your eyes open.
You sleep throughout the rest of the night, waking up in your own room, wondering if the previous night was a dream.
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“The boss wants dinner with you.”
“Now?” You glance up from the television screen, at Seungkwan who stood at the doorway, scoffing.
“No, tonight. It’s three in the afternoon, for god’s sake.”
He dodges the pillow you chuck at him easily, and raises an eyebrow.
“Getting quite bold, for a hostage.”
“If you wanted me dead, it’d have happened by now.” You muse, eyes trained upon the screen once more, as you had spent the majority of your time here doing. 
Seungkwan smiles at that, moving to leave, calling over his shoulder. 
“Be ready by seven. Someone will come to get you.”
Dinners with Jeonghan end up becoming a regular occurence, the first few filled with awkward silence and stunted conversation, until it became more smooth, skimming the surface of being almost friendly and welcomed in their happenings. 
By the seventh dinner, you were prepared to ask a question that had nagged at you since they first appeared at the lounge you worked at, and as the forks and knives were set down, you were set to inquire. Yet Jeonghan seemed to have the same idea.
“Would you ever consider joining us?”
“What?” All thoughts of your own question flee your mind, and are filled with numb shock. 
“Well, you’ve been here for a while. There’s not really anywhere you can go after this is all over. You’d make more money than you would singing.”
“When this is all over.” You repeat slowly. “What does that mean? What is going on in the first place and what does it have to do with my family?”
Jeonghan sighs, leaning back in his chair, steepling his fingers. 
“Wonwoo was stealing money from our operations. The last time any of us saw him, he had just transferred a large sum into his own account, before disappearing.” 
“You’re lying.” 
“I’m a lot of things, honey.” Jeonghan is solemn, no sign of deceit upon his features, and you shake your head. “But I’m not a liar.” 
You tremble as you clench your fists, gritting your teeth, and he thinks your eyes are glittering with tears, but the sound you emit is a hissed snarl of anger, and he blinks.
“He wouldn’t have. He couldn’t.” Your gaze snaps up to meet him abruptly, and Jeonghan almost recoils. “Tell me how much it was.”
He finds it impossible to refuse in your gaze, and when he tells you the specific amount, your face hardens.
“He stole all that money… and still took mine, our family’s…”
“I’m sorry.” 
“I don’t need your apologies.” You snap, and he quiets as you fume. He can practically see your anger, raging in a fueling tempest as you stand and pace, no doubt trying to process and calm your whirling emotions. “I worked for years, spent years of my life in that shitty lounge, and I’m never going to get them back.” 
Collapsing back into your seat, you don’t realize tears are running down your cheeks until Jeonghan reaches over and brushes one away with his thumb, and you take a gasping breath, shuddering as it all crashes down. 
And he sits next to you, through it all.
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The next night, you don’t sleep.
Your inability to fall asleep is inhibited by the events of the previous night, eyes still aching from the outburst, and also to the fact that there’s nothing stopping you from getting up out of the tossed and tangled sheets and leaving, for the mafia was out on business.
But you stay, staring up at the ceiling, and you don’t understand why. 
You’re not sure if it’s lucky or not that you do, because as you sit up, planning on getting a drink of water to clear your thoughts and soothe your throat, your door bursts open, and the first thing you see is blood.
“You’re still here.” Joshua breathes, eyes wide, matching your own gaze of shock. “Do you know basic first aid?”
You don’t get to answer, or perhaps you took too long, because a chorus of shouts and members clamour down the hallway, and Joshua dashes after them in a haste, with you trailing after in confusion.
The red stains are staggered on the floor and streaked on the walls from fingertips leaning on support, and you follow it like a sick trail of breadcrumbs to the witch’s house, the infirmary. 
Apparently, Mingyu knows first aid and hospital procedures, snapping on blue latex gloves, holding a variety of metal surgical tools while the rest of them bustle around, assisting in any way they can.
“Stay down, or you’ll make it worse.” 
“I’m fine.” Jeonghan grits, a contrast to his wince as he props himself up on his elbows.
“You literally got shot.” Joshua looks serious for once, and Jeonghan collapses, groaning. 
“Hey, you.”
You jolt at the order, realizing you’re being spoken to, and you answer with a croak.
“If you’re gonna be here, at least do something useful. Help remove the material.” 
Mingyu points at a pale Jeonghan, and you swallow, making your way over and gently beginning to unbutton the dress shirt with surprisingly steady hands, avoiding the scarlet bloom on the side of his stomach. You steal glances at Jeonghan, who doesn’t give any notice that you’re technically undressing him, eyes closed and teeth clenched as sweat beads at his forehead. 
You’re quickly shoved aside as you finish, and you join Joshua outside the doorway, chest heaving as he gazes at you in curiosity. 
“You checked him out didn’t you.” It’s not a question, but a statement, and you give him the most disgruntled look you can, but your mind flashes back and you can’t hide the flush. 
“No- I- you don’t know what you’re- he’s dying.” You glare, and Joshua laughs. 
“He’ll be fine. He said so.” 
You can only stare in amazement at his dismissal, but you miss the way his expression fades to solemnity as he walks away. 
You have a feeling no one sleeps that night, with the exception of the one, who once he wakes, calls for you.
Jeonghan offers you a pudding cup, which you take as he devours his own, before posing his question.
“Have you thought at all about my offer from the other day?”
“Well,” you begin slowly, toying with your spoon. “I can’t exactly leave without posing a certain risk. And I don’t have anything going for me outside of here, so… I accept.”
He smiles.
“On one condition though.” You look at him solemnly, gaze piercing his own as he listens.
“When we find Wonwoo, I want to talk to him, before whatever happens.”
He thinks for a moment, before nodding.
“Welcome to the gang.”
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It’s not difficult to feel like you belong. 
Ever since you had begun to stay, you had attempted to forge bonds with each member for your own safety, some of them joining you in your television binges, or you joining them in their leisurely activities if you didn’t feel like too much of a nuisance. 
And once you were officially considered a member of the organization, you began to understand why they stayed. 
They were a team, bound by bonds over blood, and while they constantly bickered, it was clear that they were unbreakable except by death, and it was now offered as an extension to you which you took gratefully.
And while you could say you became closer with all of them, there was one you felt you became more distant with.
Dinners became scarce with Jeonghan, as well as almost all interaction with the exception of greetings and meetings on business.
Just as he dismisses you from a meeting, eyes on his paperwork, you suck in your cheeks, bolstering yourself as  you confront him.
“Was all that stuff before just a ploy to get me to join? Or is it that you regret asking me to join?”
He blinks, gaze snapping upwards.
“Of course not.” 
“Then,” you feel extremely childish, as if you were a highschooler dealing with a frustrating crush. “Why have you been avoiding me?”
“I…” Jeonghan inhales, standing up as he begins to pace the room slowly. “I haven’t been avoiding you.”
“You told me you weren’t a liar.” 
He flinches, almost imperceptibly, but you see it, honing in like a hawk on its prey. 
“Not consciously.” He amends, eyes meeting yours briefly, and your gaze flickers with confusion. “I just don’t think it’s wise.” 
“Why?” You press, stepping towards him, tilting your head as you search his avoiding gaze for answers. 
It’s quick, the way his lips meet yours as if in a haste, but it’s like a blurted confession, and the position later is slow, like the realization of your happenings.
Your fingertips are light on his cheek, your gaze boring into his, and he finds himself perfectly content in being suspended within your eyes, each breath short and lost to the thrum of his heart.
“That’s why.” He breathes, and you swallow.
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” 
“Do it again.” 
And so he does.
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“You’re in a good mood today, Hannie.” 
Joshua’s voice is sickly sweet, aiming to trap Jeonghan in his sticky honey clutches, but the leader knows his friend all too well, and narrows his eyes.
“Am I?”
“Mhm,” Joshua assents, grinning mischievously as he leans forwards. “And I think I know why.”
“And why is that?”
“Our newest recruit of course.” 
Jeonghan says nothing, bringing his cup up to his lips as Joshua looks like the cat who caught the mouse, enjoying this immensely, while Seungcheol and Jihoon watch amusedly.
“Did you guys fuck?” Jihoon inquires, and Jeonghan chokes on his drink, and that seems to serve enough of an answer to everyone else, who nod knowingly. 
“They totally fucked.” Seungcheol laughs.
“We did not fuck.” Jeonghan argues, clearing his throat as he uses one arm to prop himself up further in his seat uncomfortably. “We just kissed.” 
The exchange of glances around the room proves their disbelief at his statement, and Jeonghan pinches the bridge of his nose.
A knock grasps their attention, and they perk up at the sound, eyes honing in on the door swinging open. 
“Hey.” You suddenly feel like being put under a spotlight as you step inside, everyone’s gaze snapping towards you, warily speaking your next sentence. “I just thought we could return to what we were talking about yesterday. I think I have something.”
“Is this some kind of sex codeword?” Joshua murmurs to Jeonghan, who glares. 
“A what?” You blink, and Jeonghan gestures for you to forget it, to which you furrow your eyebrows before shrugging. 
“What did you have in mind?” Jeonghan leans forwards, resting his forearms on his thighs, and Joshua waves his hand expectantly.
“Hello, are we missing something here?”
“I have a plan to get Wonwoo.” You answer, and the room suddenly bleeds into an atmosphere of seriousness, with all eyes and ears upon you.
“Go on.” Jeonghan nods, and you rub your sweaty palms on your pants. 
“It’s simple really…”
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As simple as the plot was, things went horribly off course.
You weren’t supposed to be involved, as much as you protested, yet the majority of them agreed, your only role to be the bait as it was from the beginning. The reveal wasn’t a surprise to you, having figured it out within days of staying at the house, yet it stung to still be reduced to that role despite proposing the scheme itself.
The week was spent sending subtle messages in public of where you were and whom you were with, and you had received information from allies that Wonwoo was on the move, seen exactly where you had been planted alone with other members in public briefly.
Yet as the night came, the house was dark and silent, and you were startled by the sound of your door creaking open, heart racing. 
“Hello?” You squint, the only source of light being the moon, and as they step from the shadows the first thing you see is bleached blond hair and the metal glint of a gun. “Wonwoo?”
This was not part of the plan.
“How did you get inside?” You stammer, wondering how he managed to get past the members on defense and whether they were alright, however not having heard any shots fired, your nerves were settled for the time being.
“Let’s go.” He gestures the gun lightly, but the aim is still pointed at you, and you swallow, exiting the room slowly as he trails behind you. Your own weapon is heavy upon your side, your mind racing as to the ways you could reveal it without getting your head blown off. 
“She’s not going anywhere.” 
The cocking of guns is slow, almost drawn out in the hallway, and you’re in the middle of it all. 
“Lower your gun, Wonwoo.” Joshua’s tone is cold, and Wonwoo sneers, not moving his aim.
“You got her to join.” Wonwoo glares at Jeonghan, whose gaze is equally stony.
“It was her choice.”
“What, is this all just some ploy to get back the money I took?”
“It was at first. But you took more than that didn’t you?” 
A flicker of confusion falls over Wonwoo’s face and it’s that moment you tug your pistol from its confines, aiming with a steady hand.
“Do you remember when you gave this to me?” You muse, unmoving as Wonwoo freezes. “You told me to never let anyone take anything from me. And I won’t. Not anymore.”
A gunshot fires, and the air is heavy and thick, for no one breathes until someone drops down in the dim light, and you don’t move towards them, but everyone else does. 
A hand rests tentatively on your shoulder, and it’s warm, the voice paired with it, comforting as you lower your gun, wisps of smoke emanating from the barrel. 
“Are you alright?” Jeonghan inquires, and he thinks your eyes glimmer shinily as you gaze at the body of your brother, but when you meet his gaze, they’re sharp and dry as you reply.
“Yeah. I’m okay.” 
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The stone is chilling on your back as you lean against it, tilting your head to the sky as you stretch your neck, before relaxing and falling back down to the blades of grass that swayed gently in the breeze.
“You’ve been coming out here a lot.”
You don’t need to look up to know who it is, able to tell from the sight of shoes in your vision and the voice, but you do anyway, smiling up at Jeonghan, who looks down at you concernedly. 
“It’s quiet out here.”
He settles down beside you, and you grasp his hand lightly, to which he squeezes it in return. 
He didn’t question it, he felt he understood enough; the night you shot that bullet, killing your brother made you carry a weight that had to have shifted something internally. 
“Are you happy here?”
“Not particularly. It is my brother’s tombstone.” You respond drily, and Jeonghan smacks your arm lightly, scoffing a laugh as he shakes his head.
“I mean, working here. Staying here.”
“I don’t know.” You hum. “Are you happy here?”
“I don’t know.” He responds, and you narrow your eyes at him, searching for any sign of derisiveness in his gaze, but you see truth. “I haven’t known anything else my entire life besides this. But, I am happy with you. I know that much.” 
“Could we leave? Is that possible?” 
“Is that…” Jeonghan starts slowly, searching in his mind for possibilities, surprising himself with his own openness to the idea. “Is that something you want?”
“I want to be with you.” You gaze at him, eyes meeting his. “That’s all I want. For as long as possible.”
“Let’s do it then.” 
“Yeah?” You blink, and he nods, standing up and brushing the dirt off of his legs, holding his hand out to you helping heft you upwards to your feet.
“Yeah.” Jeonghan smiles, and you return it. 
“A lifetime with you doesn’t sound too bad.”
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hueningshaped · 3 years
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▰ genre: humor-ish + 5% angst + fluff + spice
▰ word count: 2810
▰ synopsis: for a boy with chubby cheeks and a tendency to communicate through cute noises and yelling, you had yet to witness the dark side of his onstage presence, not to mention most perverted or suggestive innuendos of any kind + protective!soonyoung + "you're my baby" + innocent! reader + gender neutral! reader + idol!verse
▰ warnings :: sexual innuendos(?), talks about sex (formal and informal talk)
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It seemed like a joke how just the other day you had been sharing cotton candy and taking photos with plushies with Kwon Soonyoung literally just yesterday, and today, here you were crimson as ever, watching that same ball of energy perform in harnesses, leather, and simply radiating an aura you had never even ventured thus far to come across.
The boys relished your pure and wholesome wit, since their dark humor and rare suggestive jokes never failed to go over your head. These guys were your basically your brothers, in the most colloquial and intimate way, excluding the flaming anomaly that Soonyoung was.
As a close friend of everyone's, it had never once been your intention to be something more than friends with the boys, especially since you made way too many jokes about Chan being your baby (which goaded Jeonghan way too much).
But Soonyoung's natural charisma and energetic charm had inevitably tangled itself in your heart strings. The stars his eyes held suddenly became the only constellation you knew and could recognize. His scent, his thunderous laughter, his contagious humor, his voice, his sincerity, his love - you soon fell for everything about him. (All in the span of a year, to be exact.)
"Are you sure you want to keep watching...our performances, Y/N?" Wonwoo muttered from above you as he hovered over your cross legged form on the sofa in the mini dorm they shared. Mingyu neared you both, amused at your attacked expression as Soonyoung continued voguing and rolling his hips.
You swallowed hard, shakily pausing to meet the eyes of your best friends.
"Of course, I have to support my boys!" You laughed nervously, visibly sweating from the pressure.
"God, how many times has he practiced this? H-he's just so precise with his movements..." you were murmuring at this point.
"You're such a little kid!" Wonwoo laughed, ruffling your hair and obviously using his phone at the moment to message someone about it, especially with Mingyu's guffaws of "Yeah, they're turning red!"
Soonyoung wasn't one to forget things yet you had found yourself hoping he would have forgotten about your scheduled date for tomorrow. You needed time to recover.
'Cause you can touch me, touch me...
His ginger voice goaded you on in your head repeatedly. He was haunting you.
"Hey, don't you want to wait for Soonyoungie to return and then, he can walk you to the bus?" Seungcheol and Chan had stopped you on your way out. You had to have still been painted in shock as the youngest giggled under his breath.
"Y/N, I promise we're not having sex with anyone when we dance." He assured you, waving his hand dismissively until Cheol clapped him on the head.
"I should just whack you for speaking so crassly, you punk. Leave them alone!" He met your eyes and you realized he was wearing harnesses for an upcoming stage.
"Yeah, I gotta go. Bye!" You had practically ran out of there.
It wasn't that you were a baby. Your innocence still held authority over your way of life, mainly regarding all things sexual and the lack of vulgar that tainted one's vocabulary, though, in the back of your mind, you found curse words somewhat endearing.
There have been multiple times where the boys teased you about it and where they were a little too wild for your own good, like that one time you had nearly walked in on Mingyu naked, simply walking around the dorm. Seungkwan had shoved him over the couch, flipping him and his bareness. Your eyes had fallen only on his bare backside.
"There," he had said with a small, tense smile. "The evil is gone."
He was a bit of an exhibitionist, they had told you that day. You were escorted to the dance studio so you could complain to Soonyoung as he had been creating a choreography to a Portuguese song.
You weren't even safe from films as one particular movie was brimming with sex jokes and puns, even showing some random exaggerated sex scene. The film hadn't even finished and the boys were all laughing at the top of their lungs at your stiff, heated up face.
"I don't get what's so funny about the number 69! I'm telling you!" Your cheeks were red as ever.
You were too embarrassed to even ask your parents about the birds and the bees at this point so you were left to discover for yourself.
"What do you mean you're going to teach me about sex?" You asked aloud, the next day, while Jeonghan failed to cover your mouth on time to avoid the attention of the other 12 boys in the dorm but it was too late.
"Sex? Jeonghan, that is off limits!" Joshua scolded from the kitchen. Chan eavesdropped with way too much fervor and excitement until he had been yet again whacked by Seungcheol.
"I'm not going to have sex with them! I'm just...telling them about the birds and the bees," he confessed to a stern looking Seungcheol and blushing Joshua.
"Guys, this...isn't it." He muttered too quietly.
"They watched porn accidentally." Hannie admitted with a way too amused grin on his face. You sat beside him with your face pressed into your hands in pure humiliation.
"Oh, my God!" Wonwoo replied in exclamation from across the room. "No, the poor baby..."
After a while of coaxing to tell of your sights and thoughts, you sweatily sat in the middle of the room, shakily explaining what it was like.
"...and I saw...the guy...just moving...his hips all up on the lady...l-like—Christ—like the way you guys do on stage sometimes. Except they were naked. They were huge and oily..." Cheol rubbed your shoulder to comfort you as he stifled his laughter as best he could, knowing this gesture was something that made you feel safe.
"Hey, Y/N, don't worry about us. It's them who copy our moves," Soonyoung spoke from beside you on the opposite side, pushing your hair behind your ear. His smile was too greasy and big. "How dedicated must they be. I find it sweet. It is a form of flattery. They must be cara — "
Jihoon clucked his tongue in finality with crimson ears.
"Don't you dare even finish that sentence, you moron," Jihoon gaped at his younger counterpart before the latter succumbed to his lack of formalities. "I mean, Soonyoung hyung. If Jun hyung even heard you — "
Yet the screeching in the room upstairs told you all that he had.
"You're so red," Jeonghan noted from across you, snickering. "Haven't your parents talked about the birds and the bees?"
You snorted in response.
"You should be able to tell that they never did. It's so embarrassing," your face stung, especially from Soonyoung's hand on your ear. "A few guys have made fun of me. I mean, everyone does once they find out."
"And just how do they find out? I'm sure you don't go around screaming about it from the rooftops." Wonwoo chuckled, but the laughter of the room dimmed once your hand began shaking.
"Guys, it... Well, once, I was asked on a date and they tried having their way with me despite my..."
The atmosphere changed at your words. You were like their little sibling, with the exclusion of Soonyoung as he had asked you out multiple times and never failed to talk to you as if you were his significant other.
"What...did...they...do?" Soonyoung asked in a toneless voice. His hands had dropped from your face and they now remained at his sides in fists.
"Soon, don't," Wonwoo warned. "It's not a bad thing to be as innocent as you are, Y/N, but being naive can be dangerous."
"They’re not a child!" Soonyoung burst suddenly, rising.
The silence fell too hard. Seungcheol held your hand to steady your shaky self.
It took days before you could talk to Soonyoung again, especially back in his normal manner. He never wanted to tease you about it as much but instead grew a bit more protective, but he wasn't your boyfriend yet. Technically.
So, of course, naturally, the day of your planned date had you anxious beyond belief. What would happen after tonight?
"Hey guys, is Soonyoung ready?" You asked, walking into the dorms with a bit of a fancier outfit than usual and even going as far as to style your hair and features with extra jewelry.
The boys were all in their pjs or sweats but nonetheless, at the sight of you, they all started gassing you up with wow's and aww's.
"Hyung is still looking for something to wear." Minghao commented, a little loudly, just to burn his elder's ire, after taking a seat on the couch.
"I'm guessing you're going somewhere fancy?" Seungkwan asked, taking your handbag into his hands so that you could stretch (nervously, as you did).
"Some restaurant, he said, ooh! and then he said we're going to a fancy dog park so we can pretend we have dogs but actually just pet everyone else's pets." The boys followed your fluid excitement, throwing in some comments like "Just drop off Soonyoung for us. He needs a new owner" or "I'll pull up with the car. You take all the dogs and then we run".
Everyone was in such high spirits that Soonyoung's iconic, energetic roar actually managed to startle those in the room.
There he stood, posing as a super hero, of course he would, clad in some white button up blouse (folded down to his elbows because he hated you and wanted to see you blush the entire night it seemed), tucked messily into black slacks with his own fancy pair of shoes.
"Is that my pretty Y/N?" Soonyoung erupted, pretending you were someone he couldn't recognize. "My pretty young thing? My PYT?!" Chan whistled in the background of his yelling.
He reached outward, connecting your hands, before pulling you to his chest so he could give you that fluffy smile of his.
"You're so pretty. Have I told you how cute and sweet and fragrant you are? You're like a flower." You were blushing rose, too, at this point.
"S-Soonyoung," You looked away from his constellation-like eyes. For some reason, instead of the innocent sparkle, you saw the dull reflection from his leather outfit and harnesses against the darkness as he rolled his hips.
"Won't we be late for our reservation?" You asked, watching as his feet repetitively rocked back and forth.
"Right, sweetheart," he squeezed your cheeks lovingly before turning to everyone else to say goodbye's for the night. "You guys better not wait on me."
Everyone scoffed jokingly, in return. Soonyoung slipped his phone into his pocket, listening to their banter.
"Absolutely no one is going to wait for you to come back." Jihoon replied bluntly.
"Whatever, buddy," your date called out with that goofy grin of his, meeting your gaze. "Time to go!"
His hand never left yours, interlocking your fingers, throughout the drive and the walk. He even jokingly sucked on a digit of yours while entering the restaurant. Everything seemed to be perfect, compared to the past few weeks.
Yet you still couldn't get this image of him smirking and rolling his hips upon the ground while dancing out of your mind. It made a lump grow in your throat.
You were fine, pivoting the daydream of Soonyoung's fluid hip movements on stage until the waiter hit on you, claiming that you and him had history though you had never seen the man before.
"I said, two waters, waiter." Soonyoung growled, surely wishing that you hadn't had to be sat with a table stuck between you two. This was nearing the last straw since he wouldn't back down.
The man only rolled his eyes, hopping back and forcing his artificial smile at him before peering back at you.
"I'll get it right now then." He vanished, leaving you still frozen in complete shock.
"Hey, S-Soonie, you know what you want to eat?" Your hands were shaking as your hands flailed around the menus.
He simply continued appareling that stoically pissed look that appeared every two thousand years. You could tell that he was attempting to stifle it in his eyes because he went over to you hesitantly to hold your face. Soonyoung crouched beside you, rubbing your cheeks.
"Do you still want to eat here?" He moved his thumb past your temple to tuck some hair behind your ear sweetly. "We can leave. I can get him fired. Tell me what's behind those pretty twinkling eyes?"
You wished you could stop time to capture how beautiful the look in his own eyes was, how loving and cute his pout was, and just about everything about him.
"I don't know if I still want to eat here, but you already made a reserv — "
"Say no more, Y/N. I'd rather go somewhere else, too. Too crowded here anyways." With that, he rose to reach out a hand to you for you to take as you left. You bit back a laugh since there was barely anyone in the building.
As you left, Soonyoung stopped another employee to whisper something in their ear, a horrified scowl burning across the older man's face. Later, you realized it was the manager. He really did get him fired.
Your escort led you into a sweeter night with yours and his favorite food at the park for an evening picnic. The dog park was closed, so you decided to play on the playground like two idiots until a night guard chased you both out. You had ran just a little quicker than he had but it still took you a while for the two of you to reach the same proximity.
Soonyoung's arm brushed up against yours and before you knew it, his fingers latched onto yours one by one. Clearly, you had been unfocused for much of the night, not even sparing the few deep glances he'd do at you.
"Where have you been, Y/N?" He murmured, leaning down to place his forehead against your temple.
"Oh?" Soonyoung took you by surprise, earning a widening of your eyes.
The night greeted with a cool breeze that left even more goosebumps in the wake of its blaze; there were already some due to the thoughts that had your mind on fire.
Each of you came to a halt and he faced you, drawing some hair behind your ears just to cup your face. His eyes reflected the night with his nebulous gaze.
"What's been on your mind, my baby?" He cooed, which on another occasion would have caused you to gag, but you just blinked at him. Your skin felt feverish: everything molten underneath the surface.
"I don't know how to tell you two things at once and I don't what to say first, but — "
Before you could even blink, he had his lips on yours and the taste of him slowly made his way into your mouth. A minor gasp broke through your mess of kisses and he seemed to exhale harshly at that against you. His teeth jutted out to nibble at your bottom lip.
"I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait anymore. Was that okay?" He asked everso gently, his hands holding your face near his. You nodded like an idiot and unable to smile or do much as your lips were nearly swollen.
“You’re my baby,” he murmured before going in once more to kiss you, leaving you breathless even more.
"With that said, Y/N, would you like to officially go out with me?" He stroked your cheek with his thumb and finally, a small grin bloomed upon your features.
"I'd love that," you breathed out, murmuring against his mouth as you leaned forward.
"So eager!" He commented and if it were possible, you burned up even more.
"Actually," you gripped his shirt with a determined expression toughening your eyebrows. "This is your fault. I haven't been the same since I saw your Touch stage. I'm all hot and bothered..."
He snickered into the side of your face before pecking your temple to meet your eyes once more.
"If you're ever comfortable or ready, you can always experiment on me." His voice sank into your chest and you smiled at that.
"Thank you,” you leaned up to give him a quick kiss on his cheek. “I have some ideas already.”
Soonyoung wrapped an arm around you, holding you tighter and with even more affection as you were now officially dating.
“Great,” he squeezed you before lowering to whisper into your ear. “I’m always ready for you to touch me.”
And for that night, the touch was a slap on the head.
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svtshine · 3 years
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Seventeen christmas special 🎄
Pairing: seventeen x reader
genre: Fluffy celebration
type: imagine
extras: Hi guys! Merry xmas :) I’m still in the middle of completing the current requests, but i’ll still be taking some
You adjusted your outfit and rang the doorbell in front of you. You glanced to your side and looked out into the winter view. Today was Christmas and Seventeen invited you to join their christmas celebrations. You were beyond excited to spend this holiday with them.
You were supposed to visit your family and join them at the Ski resort but you couldn’t match up your schedule with theirs. You were disappointed at the fact that you weren’t going to be able to celebrate one of the best holidays in the year alone. When your best friends, Seventeen, heard about it they immediately invited you to their celebrations.
Minghao opened the door for you and your smile widened as the smell of freshly baking cookies and the sound of Seventeen laughing and chatting filled your ears. Minghao smiled at you and signalled for you to join them. His santa hat and fake beard making you giggle.
“Y/n, come come hyung is still decorating the cookies. Trying at least” He rolled his eyes at the last part. You took off your shoes and placed them neatly on the rack before turning your attention to the rest of the members. You were immediately filled with the warmth of love and family. Christmas carols were playing all around the house and the members were all singing along.
Hoshi was chasing screaming Dino around with a frosting pipe. Jeonghan, Joshua and Vernon was at the dining room table, decorating the rest of the cookies. DK was holding up a spoon full of soup for Mingyu to taste and Woozi turned around from making his cold noodles to check on the two of them. Wonwoo was calmly reading his book on the couch, while spectating four other members playing Monopoly on the floor.
SCOUPS, Jun, Minghao and Seungkwan was involved in a friendly match of Monopoly on the floor. However the marker drawings of fake mustaches, coloured glasses and funny hats hinted that it wasn’t as friendly as you had thought.
As the entrance door closed behind you, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up. The smile grew on each of their faces as they stood up and hugged you. Hoshi and Dino ran to you first and squeezed you tightly, giving you a peck on the cheek.
“Hi, Y/n we’re just, you know, helping them decorate” Hoshi said, however the frostings in his hair told a different story. Dino turned his head quickly and his face showed the shock he was feeling, “You started it!” Hoshi was quick to chase after him saying, “Yah, i’m your hyung. Also that’s Y/n, don’t make me seem like a child infront of her” You giggled at their antics.
The cooking team came up after taking off their aprons and gave you a hug each. “Today’s Menu, A delicious kimchi stew, roasted meat and other dishes” DK listed off one by one, while Mingyu dragged you to the kitchen and scooped some soup for you to try out. It was delicious, the spiciness was just right and the flavour was unbelievable. You gave them all a thumbs up before checking in on the group decorating the christmas cookies. Jeonghan, Joshua and Vernon greeted you and gave you a small peck on the face each before showing off their cookies.
They were all decorated in bright colours and cut into different shapes. There were horses, rabbits, tigers and gingerbread man figures. The frosting was a variety of bright pastel colours and jeonghan let you try some.
You stole a cookie before Wonwoo came up to you and gave you a kiss on the forehead before leading you to the sofa. Before you sat down, you went to check on the Monopoly players. You greeted them all with a peck on their cheek and wrapped your arms around SCOUPS neck and laid your chin on his head to watch the game for a while.
After the screaming and pointing of fingers begun, you proceeded to join Jeonghan, josh and Vernon in decorating the cookies. The four of you shared memories from your past christmas celebrations and laughed at the embarrassing ones. Soon DK came to announce, “Guys, dinner will be ready in ten so pack up and prepare the dining table”
SCOUPS, Jun, Minghao, Seungkwan and Wonwoo packed up quickly and washed away the doodles on their faces after taking a quick selfie. Afterwards, they helped you and the rest prepare the table.
Once all the food was finally laid out, the delicious aroma was making us all drool, thus you and the guys quickly digged in after thanking the cooking team. Laughter was shared and many compliment were made of the food. After about an hour or two, you all finally finished the food. You helped to throw away all the disposables and clean up.
All the members brought out their blankets and sleeping bags as well as an extra for you and sprawled around the living room. Some taking the couch and others taking the floor. You groaned as you were so full from the food prepared. You couldn’t take another bite, as well as Seventeen. So all of you decided to watch a christmas movie before getting dessert.
You laid your head on Jun’s shoulder throughout the movie. The movie was entertaining to say the least and soon, stomachs were growling for dessert. You helped Jeonghan and Seungkwan prepare the hot chocolate for everyone, while the rest munched on the christmas cookies that were decorated earlier. The crunchy cookies went well with the thick and warm hot chocolate.
Everyone was chatting about events that happened throughout the year. The air was buzzing with old memories and excitement. SCOUPS drank a sip of his hot chocolate before putting the mug down, “Okay guys, time to open up our presents”
Sitting below the christmas tree were multiple presents that Seventeen had prepared for each other. You pulled all thirteen presents that you were going to give them from your bag. You wanted to give them presents that were equal yet special at the same time, so you decided on necklaces with lockets.
You prepared 13 necklaces and each one had a picture locket. The locket is in a shape, unique to each member and inside contained a photograph of you and that specific member and a small message beside it.
“But how are we going to decide the order” Dino spoke. After a few ideas, all of you decided to do it from the youngest to the oldest. You were the same age as Vernon and Seungkwan so you got your presents pretty early on.
You were estatic and thankful for your presents. The oldest three, SCOUPS, Jeonghan and joshua chipped in to get you an expensive bag. Jun gave you a onesie, Woozi had given you a speaker, Hoshi with a plus toy and Wonwoo with a book. Mingyu and Minghao bought you a polaroid camera and films. DK gave you a pair of Fila shoes, Seungkwan and Vernon made a terrarium for you and Dino bought you socks and face products.
The thirteen of them thanked you profusely for their present from you. Most of them started wearing the necklace already. After the gift unwrapping, all of you dressed in thicker clothings and went out to play in the snow.
It was about 9 that evening and the view was gorgeous. The snow descended like beautiful crystals and you couldn’t help but look up and stare at them, until a snowball hits the side of your face. You turned to the side to look Hoshi smiling deviously at you. The whole lot of you then participated in a snowball match. You smiled and laughed the whole time. When you got tired, you latched yourself on DK’s back and the boys took you back home.
All of you sat down in a circle to warm up, bags of snacks infront of you. The playing of games and singing of christmas carols began again.
Laughter was all you could hear as you sat in the circle and played a round of truth or dare. Everyone sang excitedly so ‘Santa tell me’. The familiar warmth of family filled you as you looked at everyone. Smiles adorned all of their faces and there were no trace of anything else but happiness.
You couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Although you couldn’t spend this time with your family, you were glad you could spend it with your second family. Seventeen made you feel like home, chased all your worries away and filled you with nothing but warmth and happiness.
These boys, your boys, deserved the world. As long as they had each other, they had the world.
You smiled contentedly as Mingyu was reenacting to a meme. The rest of seventeen were laughing on the floor or shakily holding up their phones, and trying not to laugh, to record Mingyu. You were feeling drowsy from all the events from today, so you quickly closed your eyes, and told yourself, “Just for five minutes”
Your head laid on Woozi’s head comfortably and your legs draped across Hoshi’s lap. Woozi noticed that you were fast asleep and quickly motioned for everyone to keep quiet. After many ‘Shhhs’ from him and the rest, all of them cooed at how adorable you looked.
You were precious to them, and they loved you as much as they loved each other.
They all smiled happily that you felt safe with them and that you were able to join them on this special day. Woozi and some other members helped to tuck you into the couch. As the members took turns to wash up and get ready for bed, they each said their good nights to you before the last member turned out the lights, and everyone slept on the floor beside you.
“Goodnight, Y/n. Merry christmas darling”
You slept snugly that night.
The christmas tree at the foot of the sofa glowed softly.
You were surrounded with the people you loved dearly.
You pulled the blankets closer to you and slept with a smile.
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aestheticseungmean · 4 years
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You watched his fingers gracefully dance across the guitar strings playing a soft melody. His voice accompanied the sounds in harmony singing the lyrics of Falling For U. It was these moments that you loved the most when you were with Joshua. He ended the song with a cute smile that made your heart beat faster. You clapped enthusiastically and cheered. “Wah, so amazing! What aren’t you good at?” A giggle fell from his lips. “You are so adorable.” “Hey, Joshua?” He hummed in response signaling that you had his attention. “Can you teach me a song on the guitar?” Joshua looked at you with loving eyes. “Of course! Any song in particular?”
You nodded softly. “When I went to my first Seventeen fan meet, you played a song on the guitar. That is when we noticed each other. I want to learn Break Even.” A smile formed on Joshua’s soft lips. The lips that delicately kissed your forehead every morning, the lips that taste like vanilla and another flavor that you couldn’t quite guess. He grabbed your hand and pulled you to sit beside him. “Break Even?” You nodded. Joshua swiftly handed you the guitar making sure you held it on your thigh. He positioned your wrist so it was resting on the bridgeand placed the pick in between your thumb and forefinger.
Joshua couldn’t hide his smile when he heard you attempt to play the cords he just taught you. A small giggle fell from his lips as he went to correct you. “You play F on these frets.“ Your face was scrunched up because you were a perfectionist and the fact that you got the cord wrong if front of your boyfriend was frustrating. By the end of the night, your hair was a mess and you were mad at yourself beyond what one would imagine. But, you kept a straight face for Joshua because if he was worried then it’s code red because you would get scolded by him and Jeonghan.
After the okay date, you took a shower and went to bed. You had a plan to surprise Joshua but it would require time. Your eyes became heavy and slowly shut letting sleep fall over you like a warm cuddly blanket. The sun peeked through the curtains and basked you in warmth. You slowly woke up and rolled over. Your eyes darted to Joshua’s sun kissed skin and soft fluffy hair that was all messed up. He was still asleep. You brought your thumb up to trace his lips. Slowly, his hand grabbed yours and intertwined the fingers.
He opened his eyes and smiled softly at you. “Good morning, babe.” The feeling of his warm, smooth hands in yours was soothing. Just as you started to embrace his warmth he got up. Quietly, you sighed in disappointment as he left you cold to go get ready for the day. “Shua? Do you have practice today?” “Yeah but Woozi will be here. He’s not feeling well so he’s going to work on some songs.” You simply nodded. On the inside you were screaming with joy but on the outside you were calm and collected.
When Joshua was ready, you quickly kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day. He walked out the door with the others. You watched them leave before running to Woozi’s room and knocking furiously on the door. “Yah, go away.” A groan escaped your lips. “Please let me in. I need help with something.” The door swung open harshly and you felt yourself get pulled in. Once your eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room they drifted to the shortish man in front of you.
The height difference between you two wasn’t noticeable. He was short but he was taller than you which he was ecstatic about. When Woozi heard this news he immediately favorited the relationship between you and Joshua. “What do you need help with? Don’t you know I don’t feel good?” “We all know you call in sick once a month to catch up on the songs that you’ve been working on.”
Woozi could not deny the truth and he turned his gaze to the floor. He hesitantly sat down in his chair and turned to continue working on his demo. “What do you need help with?” You sighed and shuffled your feet. “Will you teach me to play a song on the guitar? I tried to have Joshua teach me but it’s impossible to do in a few hours.” Woozi scrunched up his nose in thought. Something he rarely does in front of anyone else.
“What is in it for me?” You shrugged slightly. “What do you want?” He stopped his work for a minute and looked at you. “I need your help with some songs.” Your eyes widened as you shook your head. You didn’t know one thing about producing music. “I don’t know how or what.” He chuckled at your reaction. “I need some vocals and your flute skills.” That made you let out a breath. “Oh, okay! I can do that.” Woozi grinned and grabbed his guitar.
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It’s been a few months since their first lesson and the boys started to notice you and Woozi getting closer. Joshua didn’t mind because he trusts you. He did get worried though when he heard your voice hit a low note which he mistakenly took as something else. He knocked on the door and saw you in front of the microphone.
Woozi quickly explained that he is using your voice for something and that Joshua had nothing to worry about. Joshua understood and let them be. You and Woozi practiced almost daily, taking a break only in the days Seventeen were booked. It was almost Christmas and you and Woozi were out shopping for everyone. “So I got Joshua’s birthday present but what should I get him for Christmas?”
Woozi looked around and bounced around in his feet. “I don’t even know what I’m going to get him.” You slightly laughed before moving on the the next isle. Eventually, you found the perfect gift and shouted in joy. Woozi just chuckled at you and helped you buy it. When you made it home, you ran straight to your room to wrap it and put it under the tree.
The rest of the day, you spent time with everyone. You danced with Hoshi, became a baby with Dino, cooked with Mingyu, read with Wonwoo, sung with Seungkwan, parented with Jeongcheol, learned chinese with Junhao, memed with DK and Vernon. At the end of the day on Christmas Eve, all of you binged Christmas movies and had a sleep over in the living room.
After Christmas, everyone went back to their normal schedules. It wasn’t long before everyone was gathered around once again to celebrate Joshua’s birthday. Once everyone gave Joshua his gifts, you grinned from ear to ear. “I prepared a special gift and Woozi helped me achieve it.” Woozi handed you his guitar and you sat down. You were now in the same position that he was when he played the song. Your fingers were elegantly thumbing the strings playing the song almost as well as Joshua.
When the last note was played, you handed the guitar back to Woozi and looked at the reactions around the room. Most of them were smiling and clapping but when you got to Joshua, he was crying. You hugged him tightly. His voice wavered but he got out the words that he wanted to say. “I love you so much.” “I love you too, Shua.” Joshua let out a strangled laugh mixed with a sob. “Did you learn that just for me?” “Yes. Now we can play it together sometime.” He said nothing but squeeze you even tighter.
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17-or-nah · 5 years
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Seventeen as boyfriends 💛
Ik this concept is done a lot, but I haven’t done it yet, and I made this a bit ago and figured I might as well post it. Will go into more detail for individual members if ya’ll want that. Enjoy~ <3
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S.coups
Protective in a cute way, won’t let you leave without a coat, always checking in to make sure you’re safe
Never forgets your anniversaries, the type to buy you really nice jewelry as a gift
Loves chatting about your future together, he’ll hold your hands warmly, eyes shining
Is 95% sure you might actually be his soul mate and gushes to his parents about you every time they talk
“You’re my forever baby, I can’t wait to marry you.”
Jeonghan
Sleepy bf, you probably have more pictures of him sleeping on your shoulder than anything else
Casual snapchatting consists of you constantly screenshotting because that angle is terrible how does he look so good???
Stays at your place when he’s sick so he can whine and be babied, also just wants to cling to your warmth while he sleeps it off
Hypes you up constantly because he just thinks you’re the softest, most beautiful thing to grace the planet
 “These flowers are really pretty, but not as pretty as you~”
Joshua
Ironically called you “bae” in the beginning of your relationship to be annoying but it’s a habit now
Will not take no for an answer when he shows up at your door at 3 am to get burgers
Favorite dates are all day anime binges, you take turns choosing what to watch and he casually plays with your hair
Y’all made a tiktok once to be funny but it went viral so that’s a thing
“You’re my best friend, I wouldn’t want to live without you.”
Jun
Honestly a pretty annoying bf, but in a cute way probably
Whines when you don’t pay attention to him for a while and will blow up your phone if you don’t text him back
Likes to walk up behind you and place lingering kisses on the nape of your neck
Always down for a shopping trip, will not complain about you trying on a lot of things or carrying all the bags
“You’re cute babe, but you’ll have to do better than that to make it up to me!”
Hoshi
Probably started off as your best friend and he’s just so cute and supportive you couldn’t resist
Knows of endless ways to cheer you up whether it’s a spontaneous dance party or a slobbery kiss on the cheek
Has really weird taste in pizza toppings but always orders them half and half with what you like
Sort of shy with pda, but is quick to grab your hand when he sees something exciting like a dog or yummy food
“Come dance with me, I wanna see your smooth moves baby~”
Wonwoo
Laying with his head in your lap while reading a book is his favorite activity
Buys you a succulent(s) and always reminds you of when to water it and how much sun it needs
Looks the most adorable when explaining something he’s read about recently and blushes when he sees you staring in awe
Often has to come to your place and steal back all of his fluffy cardigans, but leaves one because he loves you
“This succulent reminded me of you, soft and precious.”
Woozi
Aspires to be a tsundere™, but is honestly so soft for you he can’t even pretend to be cold when you’re around
Holds onto the back of your shirt or jacket when in crowded places to stay close to you
Honestly just wants to lay on the couch and cuddle with you all the time while listening to good music
Late night convos about how much you truly mean to him, his cheeks red as he leans in to give you a soft kiss
“I’m pretty sure you’re the only person on earth that doesn’t annoy me.”
DK
Is at your place more often than at his own he might as well move in at this point you have all of his clothes
Walks like a zombie when he wakes up and always crushes you in a warm sleepy hug in the morning
Can and will tickle you mercilessly whenever he sees you looking slightly down
The type of bf to obsessively play the crane machines to win you a plushie you like even if it costs him more than it’s worth
“I feel like I can really be myself with you sweetheart~”
The8
Hardly posts you on his Instagram for the sake of his “aesthetic” but his snap story is nothing but you
Loves to sling an arm over your should casually, whether standing, walking, sitting. Gives an occasional squeeze
Spontaneous outings before the suns up so you can watch the sunrise and he can take your photo in the golden light
Shows you off to his friends like you’re the most precious thing in the world, doesn’t care if it embarrasses you
“You look like an angel in this light babe, give me a smile.”
Mingyu
Opposite of The8, his Instagram feed is majorly photos of you, whether posed or off-guard and blurry he just thinks you’re worth showing off
Doesn’t sleep well unless you’re tucked tight into his side and will call you whining when he’s away or you just can’t be together
Wine tasting dates happen more often than necessary probably, he just loves expensive clothes, wine, and your pretty face
Will bring up wanting to adopt a dog with you at least twice a week, he wants a little family!
“I might just be drunk, but you look exceptionally pretty right now~”
Seungkwan
Honestly, sort of snippy with you but has good intention behind his remarks, it just takes getting used to
Will not tolerate any type of negativity coming from yourself, you’re his baby and you’re perfect end of story 
Frequent dates to various karaoke bars, he either sings like an angel or a lunatic, no in between
Wants nothing more after a long day than to see your smile and be in your arms as he listens to you talk about yours
“You’re so gorgeous, I’m not sure how I caught a girl like you!”
Vernon
You can’t help but take loads of off guards of him because he always looks so goofy and gorgeous uwu
First date was probably eating pizza on your living room floor, listening to him rant about an album an artist he likes just dropped, probably gifted you a mixed cd
A very casual bf, doesn’t fiend for your attention or starve you of his. Your relationship is just very balanced and easily maintained
Will FaceTime you at like 3 am to talk about his intrusive thoughts or conspiracy theories and comment on how pretty your sleepy face looks
“This song always makes me think of you, I hope that’s not weird.”
Dino
Always giving you his jackets, and is the type to trade you for others when the ones you have stop smelling like him
Shy with pda, but loves holding your hand no matter where and when even if your palms get sweaty his prob are too
Will come sleep in your bed even if you’re not there because he loves being surrounded by your scent, you come home and he’s just knocked out
Would absolutely gush over couple bracelets, proudly showing it off to anyone who asks, even those who don’t, with a lovesick grin
“I know we’re still young, but I’ve never loved anyone like this.”
I think these turned out pretty cute, let me know what you think! 💛
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falling-f0r-svt · 5 years
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OKAY girlies! Here’s the scenario: it’s a raining evening and you want to play dress up the boys. You dress him up in different items from his closet and do his hair.You can elaborate on how each boy or just a few would respond to it!
thank you for requesting 💕
Okay but I think Minghao would love this so freaking much
Seungcheol:
Would laugh awkwardly when you suggest it not too sure if you’re being serious or whether you’re just kidding around. When you make sure you’re being serious you will probably have to qualify you don’t mean doing his make-up or anything, just a dress up. I think he would want to keep up a tough act, but would eventually give in because you would give him puppy eyes and he has a weak spot for that. In the end he would have loved it though.
Jeonghan:
Would act like he doesn’t want it, but would gladly give in and let you do all of it. Though he agreed to it, and clearly wanted you to do all of this, he would whine and complain about you forcing him to give in to this. But whenever you would say you could stop and do something else if that’s what he wanted, he would immediately get some lame excuse to continue anyways. He would love it and praise the end result for sure.
Joshua:
Looks hesitant at first, but would let you do it. Lowkey loving how excited you were for it and how curiously you looked through his closet. He would praise the end result so much and insist on taking pictures for instagram. Would 100% kiss you afterwards with that smirk on his lips.
Jun:
Would get very excited after seeing how excited you were for it. Might be a little anxious about you going through his closet. Watch him take 600 selfies afterwards though.
Soonyoung:
Will honestly let you do anything. You want to turn his hair into one big spike? He would let you. Want to dress him up in a big fluffy hamster onesie? Will totally support it and love it. Want to do his make-up and turn him into a clown? You go. Will honestly just love the intimacy. As long as you repay him in cuddling after you’ve cleaned up. Will praise the end result maybe a bit too much before pulling you in for cuddles.
Wonwoo:
I’m not to sure whether Wonwoo would let you tbh. I think he would be okay with it as long as he decides what clothing you can pick from. He would go through his closet himself, take out the things he likes and would let you pick from those. He would be okay with you doing his hair. As long as you don’t make it too crazy. Will, however, praise the shit out of the end result.
Jihoon:
Depends on his mood. It’s either “No.” or “As long as you don’t make it too crazy.” He loves you and seeing you so excited would make him happy he gave in anyway.
Seokmin:
Yes. He wouldn’t care at all, you could make it as crazy as you’d like tbh, he’d love everything. He’d play along with it all. You dress him up as a clown? He behaves like one. Dress him up like death himself? He will act like it. And honestly he would praise you so so much when you’re actually finished. He’d look amazing and would make sure you knew he thought so too.
Mingyu:
Would love it but would have trouble giving you all the control. He would let you do anything, but might tell you when a piece of clothing wouldn’t look good with another item you picked. He would try not to and just let you do your thing, but he couldn’t. He would praise the end result, and leave out any critique he may have, to make up for it though.
Minghao:
Would love this so so much. He often gives you fashion advice, though he secretly thinks the way you dress is perfect, and he would love it if you would want to dress him up. He would honestly let you do anything, you could use him as your personal barbie doll. He would even let you do his make-up if you’d want, you wouldn’t even have to ask considering he would suggest that himself. He would look at how happy you looked the entire time, smiling to himself because he found you utterly adorable. When you would present the end result he would praise everything about it, loving how you would blush because of his words. He would want to take a lot of pictures to post on instagram so he could gush about how amazing you are on there too. #s/ofashion
Seungkwan:
Would love it very much but, like Junhui, might get a little shy for what is in his closet. Not that it contains anything embarrassing or something. Would let you do anything as long as it’s not too embarrassing. Will get into it as you go and even lets you do his make-up. Wants a cool picture of the end result so he can post that on instagram and twitter.
Vernon:
Would let you, he doesn’t have anything in his closet that wouldn’t look good so he’s not worried. Would love it if you did a serious job so he could post it on insta, but would also love (and maybe even prefer) if you didn’t do a serious job and make him look funny so he could send it to his sister and make her laugh. Will try to praise you but wouldn’t be very good at it verbally: “Wow, yes. Nice.” will try to show you how great you are in other ways though.
Chan:
Would kind of be insecure “Dress up games are for girls and little children.” But will let you do anything with him once you start pouting. Will love absolutely love it, smiling and joking around. He would love the intimacy that comes with it and would praise the end result so much it’s insane. He would never admit he was wrong for declining at first however, though he obviously does think it.
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ikonicsvtgeneration · 5 years
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♡ svt: christmas ♡
writers note: this has taken forever to write, can’t even count the hours. Tumblr kept fucking my shit up by doing everything possible to not make me post this is the way I want it posted :) thank for that tumblr. Also sorry some of these are shorter than others.  
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Seungcheol; my christmas prince uwu. You would be decorating your christmas tree together with mulled wine and christmas music in the background. You would both be wearing woolly socks and the ugly christmas sweaters you had brought home that day. Cheol secrectly thought that they were embarrasing, but seeing how much you wanted to match, and the glow in your eyes, he couldn’t say no. Your tree was almost ready now, missing only the star. You scrambled around the box of decorations and pulled it out. Tip toeing, you tried to reach the top of the tree. Cheol melted at the sight. “Need help yeobo?” You nodded, pouting a little. He got behind you, bend at his knees a little, wrapped his arms around you securely and lifted you up. This way, you could easily reach the top, and placed the star on it, adjusting it a little so it was at the perfect angle. He put you down carefully. You turned around and gave him a kiss thank you. Turning back around, you leaned against him, and you both looked at the finished tree. “Looks pretty good I think.” You smile, and he kissed the top of your head.  
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Jeonghan; It was the evening of the 24th of december, and you and Jeonghan decided to take a break from the hustle and bustle of the dorms, to take a walk outside. The city looked beautiful this time of year, with snow and fairylights everywhere. You were both bundled up in your matching Lafuma padded jackets, hands held tightly together. “Wait a second jagi, I’ll take a picture of you in the snow” He said, motioning for you to walk forward. You agreed and continued walking. After a few seconds, you felt something hitting your back. You turned around shocked, only to find Jeonghan bending over in laughter. Bending down yourself, you gathered a quick snowball into your hands and threw it at him, before he could react. Now it was Jeonghan’s turn to be shocked, the snowball hitting him right in the chest. He looked up at you, first in shock, then his face turned into a look of mischief. Sensing what was coming, you ran in the opposite direction, laughing hard. “Jagi I just want a kiss!” He’d shout after you, trying to catch you with a snowball in his hand. 
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Joshua; You and Joshua were spending a very typical evening in December for you two, on the couch with hot chocolate, watching a christmas movie. Around half way through the movie, Joshua excused himself to go to the bathroom. You paused the movie, and did whatever you could think off to pass the time, checking your nails, reminded yourself to book a time for a manicure, put your hair in a bun. Your eyes darted to your tree, and you couldn’t help noticing the little package underneath it, that wasn’t there that morning. You glanced towards the bathroom, no movement, and tip toed to the tree quickly. You picked up the little package, turning it around in your hands. It was gorgeous, with silver wrapping paper and a purple bow. You turned around the small card on it, and your heart nearly burst. For my love, Josh x. You couldn’t believe him, you had told him not to buy you any christmas gifts. How could this small package make you so emotional? Hearing the tap closing, you placed the gift back under the tree and jumped back onto the couch, just as Joshua opened the bathroom door. He plopped back down next to you, and took the natural position of having his arm around your shoulders. You cuddled closer to him, and pressed a loving kiss onto his lips. He was clearly suprised, but recovered quickly and kissed you back. You pulled away, but went back in for another quick kiss. “What’s this for?” He asked, with a smile playing on his lips. “Nothing, I just love you.” 
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Jihoon; There was flour everywhere, absolutely everywhere, and you smelled burning cookies. You coughed entering the kitchen. “Jihoonie what is this?” He was taking cookies out of the oven. You noticed he was clearly stressed, by the set of his shoulders and the furrow of his brows. “I tried making cookies for the christmas party, and I don’t know what went wrong. I kept the cookies in the oven exactly as long as the recipe said, and the flour... I have no excuses for the flour, I spilled the bag.” You turned the oven off, noticing it was around 100 degrees hotter than it should have been, but deciding not to mention it. “But Hoonie, I said we could make them together tonight.” He blushed. “I thought it would save you some time, you had so much other food to cook too.” He hated admitting to stuff like this, so you giggled at his bothered expression. “Thank you baby, it was such a sweet thought.” You wrapped your arms around his neck. “But... maybe next time only cook something, if you’re sure you know how to.” He kissed you, and mumbled an okay against your lips. “Now come on, let’s clean this up and go to the store.” You said. “Why?” Jihoon asked. “Because you used all the cookie dough, and spilled all the flour.” He slapped his forehead and started apologizing, on top of your laughter.  
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Soonyoung; You and Soonyoung were out for some last minute christmas shopping. You had just happened to pick an outside mall, on the coldest day of that year, and you had just happened to decide that looking cute mattered more than staying alive. You two had already stopped for a coffee break twice, in hopes of warming you up. But now you were shaking from the cold, again, and getting scolded by Soonyoung for it. “Aish, why didn’t you dress warmly?” Deciding he probably didn’t want the honest answer of I wanted to look pretty and not like a snowman, you opted for aegyo. “I’m sorry Yoonie.” He rolled his eyes at your cuteness and tried looking away, his gaze being pulled back to you soon enough though. “Stop looking so cute.” He said, and took off his own fluffy hat, pulling it over your head. 
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Jun; “Stop being nervous, they’re gonna love you!” You tried convincing him. Jun couldn’t stop fiddling his thumbs and pacing around all day. He wasn’t one to get nervous that easily, but he had already tried on 3 different outfits, and asked you which one was the most son in law-material. He was meeting your family for the first time, as you were going home for the holidays. “You don’t know that, you told me your brother was mean.” Shit, you did tell him that. “But he won’t be now, because he knows how much you mean to me!” You reasoned. He started to argue back, but you cut him off. “They all know I love you so much, so they’re gonna love you too, because they see how happy you make me jagi.” You said gently, and wrapped your arms around his waist. He visibly relaxed from your touch. “I just want them to like me.” He mumbled, effectively breaking your heart. “I promise they will. I know you don’t see it yourself, but everyone likes you. You’re impossible not to like!” He let out a little grin and leaned down to kiss you.  
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Seokmin; You tapped your foot impatiently against the hard flooring of the airport. He was late. Was he okay? Did they get into an accident? No, don’t be stupid. The flight shouldn’t be late. You forced yourself to tear your eyes from the terminal door, remembering the phrase a watched pot doesn’t boil. However, you thought to yourself, whoever made this saying up, probably wasn’t waiting for their boyfriend to come home for the holidays. You checked your messages again, just to check if he had texted you. At that exact moment, you heard his familiar voice. Not even registering what he had said, you looked up, and he looked gorgeous. And you ran. Ran, as hard as you, straight into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. “You’re here, you’re here” You kept mumbling, stunned. He chuckled against your neck and tightened his arms around you. “I’m here, and I’ve missed you so much jagiya, so much.” He was your home.  
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Wonwoo; Opening christmas presents with the boys was hilarious. You were at the dorms now, watching Vernon open his present from Minghao. They were pink hued sunglasses. “These are so cool hyung, thank you!” He tried them on, and you had to admit, he pulled them off. Noticing a bustle on the other side of the living room, you looked at what Mingyu was was opening. Santa’s little helper, aka Chan, placed a present in your lap. You thanked him and without thinking too much about it, turned back to Mingyu. “That’s a weird shape, wonder what it is.” Seungkwan commented, and everyone, including you, laughed hard, because the package looked... well like a package. Before you had a chance to see what Mingyu got, Wonwoo nudged you, bringing your attention to him. “Open your gift babe.” He said, indicating to the gift on your lap. You smiled and teared the wrapping paper off. It revealed a beautiful little tiffany blue box. Opening it, you found two of the most gorgeous, delicate rings you had ever seen. Tears welled up in your eyes immediately, as you read the date engraved into the rings. It was the day you had met Wonwoo. You tried to say something to him, but couldn’t find the right words. “This” he said, and slid the smaller ring on your index finger, “is for you to remember me when I’m away, and to know that I’m always going to come back to you.” He took the bigger ring and slid it on his own index finger. “And this is for me. I wanted to have rings for the two most important things in my life, Seventeen and you. Now I have both, and I promise that one day, I’ll change ours into engagement rings.”
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  Mingyu; This was exactly what you had wanted for christmas. After months of both you and Mingyu being super busy, you finally had time for yourselves, just being at home, without worrying about schedule or dieting or school. You were in your living room, after eating a good christmas dinner, swaying along to Michael Buble’s christmas music. You pulled away from the comfort of his chest, to look up at him. He looked angelic in the candlelight surrouding you, happy and rested. “I adore you” He smiled at you and leaned down to press a slow kiss onto your lips. “Merry christmas my love.” 
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Seungkwan; You were trying to make your way to Jeju island, Seungkwan’s hometown, with him. It was the 24th, you were supposed to be there for tonight, but the flight had been first delayed and then canceled. It was beginning to look like you were going to spend your christmas at an airport. You could see that he was disapointed, though he tried to hide it from you. He doesn’t get to see his mom and sister too often, and was really looking forward to this. You had gone to the bathroom, and on the way back to where you were sitting with Seungkwan, you happened to walk past a store and spotted his favourite chocolate. Thinking it would cheer him up, you bought some and walked back to him. Sitting down, you slid the chocolates into his lap. He looked from the chocolates to you and back, then took your hands in his. “I’m so sorry we’re not gonna make it my love. I know you were looking forward to this.” He took a few seconds to think about it, and nodded. “Yes, I am, but the most important thing is that I’m with you. I don’t care about anything else, even if we’re spending our christmas at an airport, as long as I’m with you.”  
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Minghao; You were sat on the couch, talking about christmas traditions in China. “So Santa Claus isn’t called Santa, but Shen Dan Lao Ren.” You repeated after him, and he complimented you when you pronounced it right. “Did you have christmas trees?” You asked. “ In department stores and tourist attractions, but usually not at homes. There’s other christmas decorations around the city though.” You listened to him ramble on. He was clearly happy you showed an interest in his home country. “What do people give each other as presents? In my country they often give chocolates.” You wondered outloud. “People give apples on Christmas Eve because in Chinese Christmas Eve is called Ping'an Ye, which means quiet evening. And that has been translated from the song 'Silent Night'. The word for apple in Mandarin is píngguǒ which sounds like the word for peace.” You smiled up at him, getting an idea of what you’ll get him for christmas. 
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Vernon; He was nervous as hell. Kept checking his phone, pacing around and around, checking his hair. He kept thinking he was making a stupid decision, he only met you a few weeks ago, and here’s the catch, online. But when he found out that you were spending christmas in the same city he was, he couldn’t resist. But what if you catfished him? What if he was about to meet some middle aged man? Although you had talked to him on the phone and snapped each other... but still? He turned around, hands pulling at his hair in frustration, ready to walk away. Until he saw you. Your big bright eyes looking at him questionably. You cute hands fumbling together out of nerves, that little sliver of skin on your ankle, between your sneakers and jeans, your tank top, your oversized cardigan. You were beautiful. No, beautiful didn’t quite cover it. He couldn’t think of words to describe you.  Then you walked to him and smiled, and he thought his legs were going to give out. You looked up and saw a mistletoe.  
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Chan; The boys and you were doing secret santa this year. You got Wonwoo, and had no idea who got you. Watching Wonwoo open your gift for him, you tried not to give yourself away by your excitement. He pulled the rest of the wrapping paper off the Kate Spade cat bluetooth speaker. “This is perfect! I needed speakers!” He smiled, making you react the same way. “Who got it?” You placed your hand in the air. “I did.” He looked you in the eyes. “Thank you so much.” “You’re welcome, glad you like it.” You then started opening the gift in your lap. It revealed a bracelet you had shown Chan through a shop window, a few weeks ago. It was rose gold, and had little hearts dangling off it. It was perfect. You looked to him. “Chan?” You said, phrased into a question of, was this you? He blushed, pinker than you had ever seen him, and nodded. “Thank you.” You said. Chan? Chan. Your best friend, who you’ve had feelings for forever. You scooted closer to him and pressed a light kiss onto his cheek, maybe a little too close to his mouth, but no one was looking thankfully. He grinned like an idiot, blushing even pinker, if possible. And then, turning his head, he placed a quick cheeky kiss onto your lips, before you could react. 
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haowritings · 6 years
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Seventeen reaction to you saying another members name during sex
Warning: mentions of sex duh, angst double duh and a swear word. So,,,, skip this post if these make you uncomfortable!
Note: this was requested. Also, I included Dino since he's 19? Idk if that's alright since technically he is of age but I'll remove him from this if it's an issue for anyone. Anyways, spoiler alert, Seokmin and Hansol's are a bit fluffy, Soonyoung's is kinda raunchy? Lmfao and the rest are just angst. I also didn't include gifs bc the limit & there might be some typos bc it's 2am currently lol. Hope you like it, anon!
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S.coups
"Jeonghan!" You moaned out. Seungcheol slowly came to a stop, staring down at you with confusion. "Jeonghan..?" He asked, getting up and grabbing his clothes. You realized you had messed up and sat there, shocked and confused yourself. Noticing your silence, Seungcheol left without saying anything further.
Jeonghan
Jeonghan scoffed, no longer in the mood. He ran his finger through his hair, figuring out what to say. "I didn't mean to say... Seungcheol's name.." You spoke up, feeling tense. "Then why did you say it?" He asked, not able to make eye contact with you at the moment. "I don't know! It just slipped out" you explained, your chest feeling tight. He nodded slowly before leaving to the bathroom.
Joshua
He was hurt to say the least.He started to get dressed as you both stood silent. You choked up as he headed for the door. "Wait! I'm sorry!" You cried. He stared at the floor swallowing. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, Alright?" He gave you a weak smile before leaving you alone on the bed.
Jun
He pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to you, staring at the ceiling. "Minghao, huh?" He chuckled. You squeezed your eyes shut, covering your face. "I got mixed up-" you said but regretted it as you truely didn't know the real reason. "How did you mix us up? Would you rather be having sex with him than me?!" His voice grew louder, feeling hurt. "No! Jun please! I didn't mean it!" You teared up as Jun turned over to face away from you. "I'm going to sleep" He sighed.
Hoshi
"Jihoon..!" You blurted out, immediately covering your mouth in embarrassment. Soonyoung dryly laughed, still thrusting into you. "So Jihoon makes you feel like this?" He groaned, thrusting again. Your moan was muffled by your hand. "It was an accident" you stared back at Soonyoung's intense glare. "Should I bring Jihoon in to show you what he feels like?" He whispered in your ear. "No..!" You were still embarrassed by the incident. "Then say my name".
Wonwoo
He stared at you with a blank expression. "Wonwoo.." You quietly spoke. He didn't say anything and sat on the edge of the bed. "Wonwoo, I'm sorry.." you swallowed, moving closer to him. He stood up, grabbing his clothes and walked into the bathroom. Once he came back out, he looked at you with a hurt look on his face. "I need some time alone" He said, walking out.
Jihoon
"So what? I somehow switched bodies with Soonyoung?!" He crossed his arms, gritting his teeth. You sat, shocked, figuring out how to answer him. "That whole time, you were thinking of Soonyoung?" He asked, more quiet than before. Way more quiet. "No! I'm just as confused as you are!" You replied, trying to hug him only for your advance to be rejected. "I'm not confused, I'm hurt," he sighed. "let's talk about this tomorrow. Okay?".
Dk
Seokmin brushed it off, thinking you were joking. "Wow, I thought I was your boyfriend!?" He laughed. You sniffled and choked on sobs. He now knew you were crying and was confused. He pulled you into his arms, "Why are you crying?" He asked. "I didn't mean to say Chan's name.." you cried into his bare shoulder. "I thought you were joking" his smile faded a bit, stroking your hair. His reply only made you cry harder. "It's okay.. I'm not mad. Let's just sleep, yeah?" He cooed.
Mingyu
"You said Wonwoo's name.. Why not Seungcheol or Jun or better yet, Mine?" Mingyu clenched his jaw, hands on his hips. "Mingyu.." You softly exhaled, seeing his hurt. "So now you say my name?" He scoffed. "It's not even that big of a deal yet for some reason, it is! Did you even love me?" He asked, catching you off guard. "What? Mingyu! Of course I love you! Saying Wonwoo's name was an accident! I would never intentionally hurt you! Especially not like this" You frowned. He sighed, "I'm going to get a drink. Want anything?".
The8
"Jun!". Minghao's heart dropped as he looked down at you. "Jun? Have you been seeing Jun?" He asked bitterly. "No- I don't know why I said that! Please believe me.." You pleaded, gentely holding onto hid arm. He pulled his arm away, letting out a shakey breath. "I don't know what to believe right now".
Seungkwan
Both of you were clothed shortly after you had let Hansol's name slip from your mouth. "I thought you and Hansol were just friends? Aren't You dating me?" His voice cracked. "We are just friends, Seungkwan, I promise you I would never cheat on you! This was a mistake- And it will never happen again!" You frowned as he teared up. "Don't cry.. I'm sorry.." you wrapped your arms around him tightly, tearing up as well.
Vernon
His hurt expression quickly went away as he saw your own reaction. You looked like you were either about to cry or crawl into a hole or both. "Hey, it's okay. Chill out before you actually implode" Hansol softly smiled, knowing you had a habit of mixing up things. Especially names. "No, it's not okay. That's literally the shittiest thing I've done. How can I take it back?" You covered your face in embarrassment. "Do you want a redo?" He smirked.
Dino
As soon as Seokmin's name slipped out, he was done. He couldn't speak or look you in the eye or breathe. The scene replayed in his mind and grew more and more insecure. "Chan? Please talk to me..." you begged. He looked at you for a second but looked away as his eyes burned with tears. "Later. I need some air" he choked on his words and he quickly left the room.
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kpopkrappykraftbin · 5 years
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It Wasn’t The First Time
Chapter 8
Junhui x Reader
Mild Language
Word Count: 2397
Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Masterlist
   You and Jun had lain waste to all the food he had brought as an offering. The doritos bag was crumpled on the floor, the barbeque chips bag had fallen off the bed during a tussel for the last handful. Said scrapping lead to the handful becoming tiny crumbs littering your temporary bed spread, which in turn lead to an accusatory glare at your employer which in turn lead to an excuse.
   “Why are you looking at me? You’re the one who crushed the chips.” extended silence before,“You’re the monster here.”
   “You tackled me for them you moron, what were you thinking?” you demanded rather upset not only that you had gotten your bed full of chip remains but also that you didn’t even get to finish the messy snack.
   “If I can’t have them, no one can.” Jun said darkly, looking you directly in the eye before bursting out with an eye crinkling laugh.
   “You really are a mess.” you sighed.
   “Hey!”
   With him preoccupied in his own melodrama about how his own beloved employee had no respect for him, you stole the unopened bag of simple Lays chips, not surprised, but slightly disappointed when the bag contained more air than potato chips.
  Currently however the Lays bag was completely devoid of chips and laying next to your head, taking up space on the pillow next to you. You laid on your back staring at the plain ceiling.
   “Seungcheol said tomorrow’s meeting was an all call.” you said into the room, grabbing the attention of the lazing informant at the foot of the bed.
   “S. Coups.” Jun interjected somehow both apathetic and adamant.
   You cleared your throat, dismissing his correction.
   “How many does that mean?” you continued your question.
   “Why do you think I keep tabs on all the members of this gang?”
   “You’re an informant,” you barely restrained yourself from hitting the lazy tease, “it’s your job, weasel.”
   “Not a weasel.” Jun sat up looking at you boredly, “And that is no way to try to get what you want, Y/N.” he taunted.
   You glared at him. You were glad he was back to being as irritating as he usually was; but the typical characteristic of his was driving you up a wall.
   “Let’s see,” Jun began musing while looking at the ceiling, “S. coups is here, Seungkwan, Vernon, Jeonghan, Woozi, Min-” he shook his head before correcting himself, “The8” he overemphasized, “should also at least be close by… so that leaves… Joshua, Hoshi, Wonwoo,” Jun counted on his fingers, pausing to think, “DK, Mingyu, annnnd Dino.” he concluded the list with an over dramatic sigh of exhaustion.
   “Holy… that’s a lot. No wonder it’s gonna be a full house. Thirteen people…”
   “Twelve.” Jun corrected
   “Wow, how could someone so egocentric forget to count themselves?” you responded with fake pleasantness in your tone.
   “It’s twelve, I’m not part of the gang.”
   “Bull.” you called him out, “These guys are willing to stick their neck out for you and harbour not just you but some random thief as well… based on your recommendation, they trust you at least that much, and that’s not a small show of faith, and I mean, come on! You even have your own designated room! You may act like a contractor but you’re totally allied with them. They even know your name.”
   You thought he was being stupid trying to alienate himself from the group that obviously were willing to watch his back. You can only share so much trust with a gang before you become part of it, intentionally or not.
   “Twelve.”
   You tossed yourself face first into a pillow yelling in frustration. You swear his main objective in life is to make you want to tear your hair out. You felt the bed lightly shaking before lifting your head to look at the informant who was currently muffling quiet but uncontainable chuckles behind his hand. The cover from the appendage drew your eyes to the only visible feature on his face: his eyes. They were nearly shut from his expression of outright mischievous delight, small but prominent wrinkles formed at the corners. While you were taking note of his expression you forgot how long you were staring; not noticing the laughter dying down until Jun opened his eyes to meet yours; both of you looking surprised for a moment before you averted your vision, turning your head in the opposite direction.
   You stubbornly looked at the door to your room instead of at the man you were sure had a smirk on his face by now. There was only a beat of silence when you felt weight on the bed shift, drawing your attention back in Jun’s direction as you turned once again towards him. Laying on your stomach was not the ideal position for surveying your surroundings. He had in fact not moved to lay back down as you had thought he might, no, instead he had moved himself to lean over and come face to face with you, his chin nearly resting on the pillow you had thrown yourself against. You were right about the smirking though, that was definitely present. Wow, he was handsome this close. You froze, eyes raking over his facial features, often getting hung up on his lips. Stupid good looks. Stupid Jun. Stupid curiosity.
   Jun’s smirk widened into a smile as you forced yourself to glare back at him.
   “Personal space much, weasel?”
   At that his smile changed into his own annoyed expression as he moved back on his knees before flopping across your back heavily.
   You felt all the air exit your body in a huff.
   “Oh my God, you’re heavy! How do you weigh this much? You’re crushing me, get off!” you complained at the nuisance on your back.
   “Hmm, so comfy, I think I’ll just stay here for the night.” He ignored you.
   “Crushing. Me.” you reiterated dangerously dark.
   “Live with it” came a flippant reply as Jun resettled himself to  lay on his back.
   At least in this position less of his weight was pressing down on you lungs, the middle of his back crossing at the lower curve of your own. You sighed at his childish stubbornness. The duality of your employer really was vexing to deal with. The two of you stayed like that for an amount of time, lost in your own thoughts.
   “We should sleep in my room.” Jun brought you out of your absent minded daze.
   “Why?”
   “It has a bathroom.”
   “That’s it?”
   “Yes.”
   “No.” you replied a question of his sanity in your tone.
   “But listen:...a shower.” he reasoned.
   “But listen:... comfortable.”
   “Oh, I didn’t know you liked having a man on top of you Y/N, how dirty of you.” he teased exaggeratedly.
   “Pervert. Why don’t you go to your room?” you complained at him.
   “Only if you come with me.” he reminded you, only half teasing.
   You huffed as much as Jun’s position on your back would let you. A shower did sound nice but having to deal with his smug perverted ass did not. As you were weighing your options Jun interrupted your thought process.
   “I promise I’ll be good. I’ll take a shower first and by the time you get out I’ll be exhausted sleeping on my nice comfy, fluffy bed; you can sleep on couch that doesn’t look like the Cracker Barrel threw up on it…” you snorted at his description.
   You could really go for a shower, admittedly you did not smell your best after the extended stress you’d been under. Poor Jun had been smelling your stinky self for the past however long he’d been in here.
   ‘Then perish’ you thought, knowing he more than deserved to put up with the consequence of the situation he had put you through. You didn’t deserve to have to smell yourself though.
   “Fine. I’ll take a shower after you. Let’s go.” you wiggled under the lanky man.
   Satisfied, Jun lifted himself from you with a stiff groan. While you got up from the bed and grabbed a couple pillows Jun stuffed what was left of the cheeseballs under your bed, a plastic jar of orange dust.
   “At least pretend to have the decency to hide the crime, Y/N.” Jun responded nonchalantly to your questioning gaze.
   “You’re just full of great wisdom aren’t you?” you deadpanned.
   “Why of course!” Jun exclaimed while tossing his own blanket over his shoulder in mock grandiosity, nearly smacking you in the face in the process.
   You glared at the back of his head for a moment before following him out your door and down the hall back to his room. Once there Jun re adjusted all his pillows and blankets somewhat properly on his bed before going to the bathroom and calling out to you that you better not peak at him while he was “indisposed”.
   ‘As if’ you thought sarcastically. You did not grant him any answer as you just flopped on the couch situated next to a small bookshelf. Curious you took a look at a few of the titles, most having to do with some sort of philosophy or psychology of politics. You were surprised it wasn’t just full of manga. Leaving the books alone you continued to survey the room. It was less personalized than his city hideout but still had those wood and metal accents that were apparently very Jun. Admiring a rather ornate oak undressing screen your eyes shifted further to the left to happen across your scuffed up duffle bag.
   ‘When did that get here?’ Had Jun brought it along the whole time? You hadn’t remembered picking it back up after settling in the main room with Jeonghan and Vernon. Wait, why did he bring it to his room? Did he know all along that you would end up here and not in your guest bedroom? Had he had a plan this whole time?
   ‘That damn weasel’ you cursed silently. While more than a little angered and feeling a tad bamboozled by the informant, you were also happy that you had a change of clothes with you. You did not want to sleep in your stinky sweaty clothes after a shower; or worse have to borrow something from the weasel. Pausing you looked around. Not one suitcase or duffel bag was in the room besides your own, confirming that Jun was in fact not eccentric enough to send his luggage before him in a life or death situation. The too short sweatpants he had been wearing earlier made sense now too. They weren’t his. You saw only a small dresser, and had no clue what was in there but even if it were clothes it couldn’t have been all that many.
   Walking over to your bag you grabbed a few clothing items to sleep in, you nearly jumped when Jun popped out of the bathroom wearing a t- shirt and some boxers.
   “Not what I wanted to see!” you complained while clutching your clothes against your face to block the view.
   “Mhmm, sure.” Jun was either too tired or too self-assured to argue with you as you heard rather than saw him flop onto his bed with a sigh. “Two towels on the counter,” he pauses to yawn, “Use any of the products in there; hair dryer is under the sink if you want it.”
   “Thanks” you mumble out quickly before hurrying into the bathroom.
   You started the shower, not waiting long because the water was already warm. You prayed that with as many members as there were they had a large water heater. The hope brought you back to wondering why your employer considered himself separate from everyone else here, when they obviously considered him important enough to protect and put up with enough to give him a permanent room. You stood thinking while you washed suds out of your hair, not coming to any conclusion by the end of your quick shower. While the hot water felt amazing for your tense muscles and fried nerves, being in the same shower your boss had just recently occupied made you feel… uncomfortable. Vulnerable maybe? Weird; definitely. You felt clean now and that was all that mattered. You shut the water off and dried yourself using the aforementioned towels deciding against the hair dryer for tonight. You were honestly too tired to care how your hair would look in the morning, and one night of sleeping with wet hair wouldn’t make you contract pneumonia… most likely.
   You exited the bathroom wearing the comfiest clothes you packed, having left the used towels on the shower rack, not knowing what else to do with them. The lights in Jun’s room were off accept for a small lamp that was so tiny it looked more for decoration than function. It had been set on the bookshelf next to your makeshift couch-turned-bed situation and had no wire. A tiny battery powered lamp. While very small, it was hardly unnoticeable, you would have seen it there earlier if it had been there. Jun must have pulled it from somewhere and put it there for you. Oddly thoughtful of him. Though today had proven Jun to be oddly a lot of things you had never considered him. You put the beginning of that thought train out of your head before it had time to leave the station. What you really needed now was some sleep. So you settled into your blanket a bit and then pressed the button on the lamp to turn off the last source of light in the room. As soon as it was off you heard some rustling from Jun’s bed.
   “Good night, Y/N.” Jun half whispered
   “Jun?” you whispered back.
   “Hmm?” he was definitely half asleep.
   “...nevermind.” your question could wait for another day. A day when you were both less tired. And maybe a day when you weren’t still in danger.
   “Sleep tight.” Jun mumbled, not awake enough to care about your obvious with hold of questioning. Something he would usually never let go of.
   “Sleep tight, Jun.” you replied before yawning and letting your eyes fall shut. The last noise your brain registered was a happy, very sleepy hum from Jun.
   ‘That’s nice.’ you thought before your tired brain could filter itself. And honestly you were too tired to deny it.
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strawberryjmilk · 6 years
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a little more love | hansol vernon
@xero-chill requested:  can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fluffy+angst scenario with vernon when you almost breakup but don’t??? does that make sense????
word count: 1574
angst
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"Hello, my love!" A static-filled giggle echoed. You held back your grin as you watched Vernon run a hand through his damp hair. Your phone screen could never show what a true beauty your boyfriend is. "How are you?"
"I'm good, Vern," you replied softly. Seeing Vernon always made you sad - you knew it'd be ages before you could actually see him. You grinned as Vernon pouted at you. "I miss you, though. I always do."
"I know, baby," Vernon's entire demeanor seemed to soften at your words. Vernon traced his finger on his phone, only wishing he could actually caress your cheek like he usually does. "I miss you, too. We'll see - I have to go. I love you."
Vernon sighed as you waved, his attention on his members. It seemed like your calls were always interrupted now-a-days - with Seventeen's comeback, your daily calls turned into once a week. Vernon shook his head and looked to Seungkwan, joining the boy to go eat.
Vernon would never tell you, but there was always a nagging voice in the back of his head that shouted negative things. He seemed to always second guess and doubt everything you did - but it wasn't your fault. Vernon found himself insecure in his relationship and he hoped the feelings would go away before he collapsed. 
Your phone dinged with a text from Chan. You grinned at the message - Vernon didn't suspect a thing. You were glad he couldn't tell you were in a hotel room and not your room. You had planned a surprise visit for your boyfriend and all of his members were in on it - you just checked in daily with Chan since the two of you were close. You smiled in satisfaction - just a few more days and you'd be reunited with your favorite boys.
"Have you talked to Y/N?" Joshua asked Vernon. It had been a few days now and they were all anxious to see you again - the set day seemed to creep in closer and closer. Joshua shared a glance with Wonwoo, smirking lightly.
"Not recently," Vernon shrugged. He was playing a game on his phone while Chan laid his head in Vernon's lap. Chan's phone dinged and Vernon glanced - his entire body seemed to heat up with rage at the sight of your name. Why were you talking to Chan and not him? And, better yet, why was there a little heart by your name?
"Let's get ice cream," Jun suggested. Vernon cleared the bad thoughts from his head - he knew you'd never do such things to him. With a smile, Vernon and the others went to get ice cream, but Chan stayed behind. Bad thoughts crept into Vernon's mind again, only to be washed away by the cute message you sent him.
The minute you stepped foot into Seventeen's dorm, Chan's arms wrapped around you. You grinned and laughed in glee, happy to finally be able to see all of your boys. Chan told you the plan - the others went to get ice cream and you were supposed to wait until they came back and act like nothing happened.
After chatting with Chan for a while, the door opened and you could see Mingyu's grinning face first. You held back your excited squeal - you could already hear Vernon's laugh that wasn't crackled through your phone screen.
Time seemed to stop as Vernon walked through the doorway. He paused - he hadn't seen you so happy in so long - and you were actually where you should be; with him. Vernon's face lit up all at once as you launched yourself into his arms.
"When do you get here?" Vernon laughed out. He was so happy he could almost feel happy tears welling up in his eyes. Vernon squeezed you even tighter when he heard your breath laugh - you were trying not to cry, too.
"While you were gone," you shuffled even closer to your boyfriend. You didn't think it was possible to get closer to him but, you somehow managed. "We were planning this for months! Chan and I decided to surprise you today."
"Chan?" Vernon pulled away from the hug. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked between you and his youngest member. Bad thoughts swam through Vernon's mind again and he decided to let them float. "Why have you been so close to Chan lately?"
"What?" Your smile melted from your face as you looked at Vernon's glare. You almost scoffed - he was really jealous when you came all this way to surprise him? The other members seemed to falter as Jeonghan pushed them into the other room - this conversation was meant for two.
"You've just been really close with him," Vernon muttered. He clenched his jaw, looking at the ground with his glare. It was odd how distant the two of you were now - only a minute ago you couldn't tell who was who. "You've talked to him more than me. I'm just a little off-put by it, is all."
"I was talking to him so we could surprise you," you were growing quieter. The bad thoughts in Vernon's head seemed filter to yours as tears clouded your vision. Did he really not trust you? "If you're assuming I've not been loyal, then think again. I'd never do that to you, Vernon."
"I know that, I do," Vernon was growing frustrated - with himself and the situation. Maybe he was overreacting but he found himself unable to stop the tumble of words that were slipping from his mouth. "But I just don't like how close you are. It's like you want to date him instead of me."
You didn't know what to say - you were stunned. What started as a surprise visit turned into something so dreadful that a deep pang echoed in your chest. You didn't know why Vernon thought this way - maybe it was your fault?
"Do you not think I love you, Vern?" Your heart seemed to break at every word you spoke. The entire dorm was silent and you only hoped the other members couldn't hear you choking on your tears. "Do you- do you want to break up?"
"I don't know," he whispered. Everything Vernon thought seemed to sweep into a parallel universe that made everything negative - he only heard whispers of your voice. "I don't know. I just need to-"
Vernon cut himself off as he turned and left the dorm. You stood, tears dripping from your cheeks onto the floor with a sound that seemed too loud in the quiet dorm. Chan crept out quietly, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder in comfort. You stood frozen, watching the door and just hoping Vernon would come back. Just come back.
Hours had passed and you only moved from where you were standing to sit on the couch. Vernon hadn't contacted anyone and the worry you felt covered the confusion you felt. Chan sat on your right as Jihoon took the empty cup of tea you had in your hand - you didn't know why you'd been crying but you could feel the dried tears staining your cheeks.
"I'll find him," you croaked out. You didn't hesitate before you left in the same fashion Vernon had hours before. Thoughts were racing through every cell in your body - you had to find Vernon and find out what was wrong. You let your feet lead the way as you stumbled across the street and to a park. A figure was hunched on a bench and you just knew it was your Vernon.
"Vern?" You approached him quietly. He shook his head as you stepped closer to him. You delicately sat beside him, far enough to where only your legs touched. Vernon seemed to take in a deep breath before he looked up at you. His eyes were rimmed red and his nose scrunched when he held back more tears. "Oh, Vern."
"I'm sorry," Vernon sniffled. He crossed his arms tighter across his chest like he was trying to keep himself together. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I don't know what happened - I just blew up. I - I'm sorry."
"I forgive you, if that's what you're asking," you spoke just as quietly as he did. You tentatively placed your hand on Vernon's back and rubbed softly, hoping to calm him down. "But, you need to talk to me, Vern. I don't want you to feel like this and feel like you're alone."
"I know," Vernon whispered. He scooted closer to you until his head was resting on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around him, holding him softly. "I'm sorry. I'm just sorry. I know you wouldn't do anything and I know Chan wouldn't do anything I just - I don't know."
"It's okay," you soothed him. You could feel Vernon's body begin to tremble so you brushed a hand lightly through his hair. "I need you to breathe for me, Vern. I need you to calm down, alright?"
"I'm okay," Vernon said a moment later. He was breathing deeply, trying to match his breathing with yours. Vernon spoke up after a quiet pause. "Are we okay?"
"Yeah," you hummed. You laid your head on his and continued to rub his back. You could feel Vernon relax completely against you. You kissed the top of Vernon's head lightly before sighing in content, deciding to stay like you were for just a while longer. "Yeah, we're okay."
thank you for requesting! i hope you liked it lolololol
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cheollies · 7 years
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100 MORE Reasons to Love Choi Seungcheol
such a fanboy for kdramas and watched Goblin with Mingyu
reenacted one of the goblin scenes with Mingyu and got really embarrassed
when he gave BTS’s Taehyung a gigantic hug during MAMA 2017
His ‘biorhythm’ part
Whenever he says ‘S.coups’ in the Seventeen songs like in Crazy in Love
When he came out of nowhere in boomboom mv to sing that tiny part after Joshua and basically shook the whole fandom
When Seungcheol switched lunches with Wonwoo who’s allergic to seafood, and despite the lunch being spicy which he doesn’t like, he still ate it
when he reassured Hansol about going on SMTM4
wants four kids in the future, three boys and one girl
‘I’m in charge of 12 kids right now, you think I can’t handle four’
when he’s such a huge dork with filters #filterking
when Seungcheol does the thing where he falls into Jeonghan or Joshua’s arms after he does something highly embarrassing
WHEN SEUNGCHEOL WAS ONE OF THE MC’S FOR DREAM CONCERT AND EVERYONE SITTING DOWN TURNED THEIR HEADS AT HIM BECAUSE HE LOOKED SO GOOD
Excited Seungcheol reuniting with the rest of Seventeen at the Dream Concert
Seungcheol thought it would be funny for the members to choose one person to take the penalty and everyone chose him and his facial expression was just full of regret
those pictures of Seungcheol where he’s in japan, and he’s wearing a pink button up and jeans and it looks like he’s waiting for someone and it’s basically boyfriend looks because we all know he’s waiting for you
Seungcheol eats really cutely, it’s just really cute to see him with his cheeks stuffed with food
When Seungcheol said ‘baby’
When he spent 10 seconds trying to open a door only to realize the door next to it was the door to use
Seungcheol really can’t do amusement park rides
Did you see him on my friend’s hometown, he got dizzy after a carousel
His 17 project teaser
That part in the Mansae mv where the girl turns around and is faced with a smiling Seungcheol
Beagle King
When he was dancing along to Pristin’s WeeWoo
When he did the little hand dances with Ailee at Korean Cable TV
Predebut Seungcheol laughing and pointing at Chan after Chan loses the ball came, and even reenacts how Chan looked
said because he was the youngest at home, he did lots of aegyo to his parents
His basketball skills
he was street casted the day he was escaping playing soccer with his friend (lol same)
Prebut Seungcheol doing as the MC said and being cute but the MC calling it ‘dirty’ and Seungcheol laughing
Predebut Seungcheol forcing Wonwoo to accompany him in having to do whatever the MC tells them to do
Predebut Seungcheol torturing Seungkwan after Seungkwan accidentally kicked him in his privates
He’s ticklish
When he danced to Talk Dirty
When Seungcheol and Seokmin switched parts in Adore U and so Seungcheol was the one being lifted during the ‘you are my angel’ part
2013, in the month of October, Seungcheol announced he and Jihoon were getting married
When Seungcheol jumped into the ground because he thought the others would catch him
Seungcheol hurting the fandom by singing in Don’t Wanna Cry
He did the Oppaya song at a fanmeet and was really embarrassed at the end of it
the time he put two chips in his mouth to make it look like a duck mouth
When a little boy attended a fansign, Seungcheol couldn’t keep his eyes off of the boy and was just staring at him with heart eyes when he was with Seungkwan
He does this thing sometimes during concerts where when he’s dancing, he’ll puff out his cheeks and make it seem like his dancing is nonchalant when he’s doing body rolls or hip movements like BOY you know what you’re doing
Confirmed that he is, indeed the dad of Seventeen
When choosing between a bad girl or a good girl, Seungcheol chose bad girl because at least she’d be warmer to him than others
Everyone knows the gif of him falling after a stage firework went off in front of him
During concerts Seungcheol always bends down to the fans to be really close to their phone
When he wears turtleneck and basically looks all fluffy and soft
That time he got scared of a bug
When he wore the blue Taekwondo uniform during a fanmeet
Seungcheol going through the fansign line as if he was a fan and continuously saying he was a Woozi stan
Predebut Seungcheol who used his taekwondo skills and took Mingyu down
When Seungcheol took down BTS’s Jungkook
That one gif where Seungcheol’s hair is black and it’s parted, and he’s wearing a black button up with black pants with a black belt, and he’s dancing, and he’s basically rubbing his hand down his chest before he grabs his belt buckle
That time he put on a cop hat and had a fake gun and pointed it at the camera and basically shot all of the fan’s hearts
Seungcheol imitating one of Monsta X’s member’s parts while they all screamed ‘S.coups’ as he approached
For his birthday in 2015, posted a video of the boys basically bowing to him like he was the boss
For his birthday in 2017, posted a pic of the boys basically sitting beside him as his workers and him obviously the boss
Even though he doesn’t prefer chocolate, he still ate the chocolate cake that the boys got him
That time Seungcheol had Jihoon sit on his lap
Said he’d date himself if he was a girl
All of his covers with Jihoon. Good Morning, Guilty, You Look Good, Officially Missing You
His cover of Merry Go Round with Seungkwan
The multiple times Seungcheol played with the cameras on 17tv
When he introduced himself as ‘Cheol’
Credits himself with putting the members in a straight line when walking
Tried to say schedule but kept messing up and saying sketch
When Seungcheol was compared to a camel and then Seungcheol imitated the face of a camel
When Seungcheol put on red lipstick and gave a big kiss to Mingyu
That time he was doing aegyo and he was shooting finger guns while clicking his tongue and then he got annoyed because he wasn’t getting any reactions from the boys
He dabs, like 500 times. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he dabs every five minutes. He’s almost as bad as Mingyu
He forgets the choreography a lot when on stage. Messed up on Very Nice so bad that he had to reenact it
Confused dad that took too long to try and straighten the camera and try to find the right angle while his kids desperately try to instruct him while in the back
The Star Show 360 where they parodied a bunch of scenes from movies and Seungcheol was basically a really hot bad boy
During 17tv speed Q&A, when Seungkwan asked, ‘who are you going to watch the fireworks with’ and Seungcheol looks straight into the camera and says ‘You’ 
When Seungcheol did Burning Karaoke with Seungkwan and Seokmin, and by the end of it, he’s just screaming
When Seungcheol does little pep talks while they are all doing the thing where they create a circle and grab each other’s thumbs
The time Seungcheol played with a little boy in the sand
When he arm wrestled a crew member but he got intimidated by all the crew’s padding so he jokingly asked if they could take it all off
He cut all the bait for the boys so they could fish
His cute little finger hearts that he’s shooting everywhere and every chance he gets
When he wears fake glasses and basically looks boyfriend aesthetics
When he wears sleeveless shirts and has all the Carats falling to their knees
Whenever he licks his lips is basically when every Carat is a Seungcheol stan
Check In aesthetics
Honestly who doesn’t love Choi Seungcheol in suspenders
Those times when he jumps on another member’s back and just has them carry them even though the member is probably suffering
WHEN SEUNGCHEOL DRESSED AS A VAMPIRE AND RUINED EVERYONE
The Seungcheol focus of him performing their cover of Super Junior’s U
WHEN SEUNGCHEOL BIT HIS LIP IN THE COVER OF U
Honestly any Seungcheol focus is bound to catch you
He literally lets the boys tease him so much
He cried during the Shining Diamond concert in Japan when the members brought out a cake for his birthday
When hip hop team covered vocal team’s ‘Don’t Listen in Secret’ and Seungcheol snatched everyone by going all out with his voice
SMA 2017 was Seungcheol’s era
Seungcheol cutely cringing whenever someone does aegyo
Instead of talking about his own rap style, he spent his answer complimenting and admiring Wonwoo’s style
When he sang in the all 13 member version of 20 and once again snatched everyone
Predebut Seungcheol being a backup dancer for After School and was such a cutie
‘Carats are not in a one sided love, you’re not in a one sided love, we’ll repay you until you feel it’
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neoyeppuda · 6 years
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Loving You - love triangle!Mingyu and Seungkwan scenario
Request: Mingyu and Seungkwan both crushing on yn
Word Count: 1391
A/N: ANONIE I'M SORRY IF THIS SUCKS I'M NOT GOOD AT LOVE TRIANGLES BUT I DID MY VERY BEST!! I was looking for a mingyu and seungkwan gif but all tumblr gave me was other members asfgjkl tumblr pls. But I just used this because it's sooooo pretty!!!! I drew inspiration from "The Lady or The Tiger" (it's a short story) because I didn't know how to end it :"( I'm sorry guys. Oh but if y'all want me to make the 3 different endings (one for seungkwan, one for mingyu, and one for someone else) then send an ask or leave a comment!! Just let me know and I'll do it :> Thank you for reading this long ass bs!! -Clar
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Love is a fickle thing. People can fall in love at first sight and fall out of love just as quickly. You never know when it hits you but when it does, it hits you hard. You could fall in love with the most unexpected people; a stranger, a friend, someone you've never even met, or maybe even someone else's love.
To Mingyu, falling in love with you was the best and worst thing that has ever happened to him.
"I love her," Seungkwan confessed to him one night. Ever since then, the little butterflies that he got whenever he saw you was completely ignored. Giddy feelings that were aroused whenever you were near him were suppressed. He wasn't ready to betray him like that; it was difficult.
But giving you up was just as hard.
"Hey (y/n)," you turned around, raising an eyebrow at him expectantly. Mingyu was cooking when you entered to grab a drink and you decided to sit down to keep him company. Once you turned around you saw him flinch, biting his lip and looking down, "would you mind tasting this?" You instantly agree, walking up to him and asking for another spoon. He grabs one, scooping up some soup before bringing it to your mouth. You gave him a look before reluctantly opening your mouth.
The happy look you had when you tasted it made him want to embrace you right there and then. As much as he wanted to; he couldn't. You proceeded to compliment his dish, asking him if he could teach you sometime. He gladly agreed, nodding eagerly as he encouraged you to come to him anytime. Once you left, it felt like Mingyu could breathe again. The ongoing conflict inside of him just wasn't ending any time soon. Tell me, was betraying someone worth it?
Seungkwan was busy writing a song. Your birthday was coming up and he wanted it to be special. Every day, every night, he'd spend hours on end to think of lyrics that an angel like you deserved. He'd write the millions of things he loved about you and drew inspiration from them. On some days his pen would smoothly glide across the paper, and on other days it would come to a screeching stop. Writing a whole song sounded easy but it never really is. He'd sometimes test out beats and melodies until he got more inspiration for his lyrics. Endlessly worrying about whether he'd make it in time or not, he spent many sleepless nights tossing and turning until dawn came and he was still awake. Were you worth all this?
The things they've sacrificed with you in mind were matters that only people who knew love could understand. No matter how much they wanted to reach out to you, it was frightening. Will they ever get to you? They bided their time, unsure of when to make the first move. The constant torment of yearning and not being able to be with you was excruciating misery.
Loving you was pain.
Time flew by pretty quickly and your birthday came. They all greeted you and spent the whole day celebrating. The two boys were both anxious yet at the same time so excited. Seungkwan clutched sheets of paper close to his chest, taking deep breaths as his hands trembled. Mingyu excused himself and hurried to the kitchen. He didn't come back even though they had started singing.
"아름다운 그대에게 (To the beautiful you)," the soft low note started off the song Seungkwan made for you. The smile you had and the tears of joy that filled your eyes made all those sleepless nights feel insignificant. You embraced him warmly, telling him you loved the song. Your thank you gave him the same happiness as a groom would have upon hearing his lovely bride say, "I do." Honestly, you were worth all of it and so much more.
Mingyu rushed out of the kitchen, holding a big round cake with flowers and candles on it. There was a dedication written in chocolate saying: "Happy birthday (y/n)! We love you!" He watched as you blew out the candles and took the first bite.
It was soft and moist, practically melting in your mouth. The sweetness of the custard and the fluffy vanilla sponge complimented each other, blending well with the milky chocolate that was glazed over the whole thing. You hummed in ecstacy, "Mingyu this is great!" He simply smiled in response. He couldn't forget the look on your face, enjoying the cake he perfected just for you. One look at you and he was in the clouds.
Loving you was happiness.
The party was all fun and games but the two boys only thought of you, the hug, and the "thank you" you gave them. Loud cheers and laughter filled the room yet they remained undisturbed by it. Confetti started to collect on them, but neither minded.
Mingyu couldn't stop thinking about how Seungkwan would feel if he confessed to you. It suddenly didn't matter as much. You were more important; as if he could just forget about everything and run to you. He was took a sip of water, promising to himself that he'd tell you everything tomorrow.
Loving you was driving him insane.
Seungkwan sighed, contemplating his feelings for you. He felt determined to tell you everything, he wanted to know. The way you smiled at him and simply everything about you made him feel like maybe, just maybe, you could fall in love with him too. He had to tell you tomorrow.
But he wouldn't have it any other way.
You sat beside your best friend Wonwoo in the library, at the usual table in the corner of the room. He was talking about a book when his phone vibrated, cutting him off mid-sentence. His lips curved into a knowing smile as his thumbs began pressing on keys to type up a short reply. "Let's leave," Wonwoo abruptly stood up and nudged you before he began to walk. You trotted behind him, hugging your bag close to your chest as you had no time to fix it, "why so suddenly?" He chuckled, opening the door for you. Behind the door was the boy that made your heart beat faster, standing on the lowest step of the staircase. Your eyes met but you averted your gaze. A small blush formed on your cheeks.
"Someone needs to talk to you," Wonwoo exhanges looks with him before bidding the two of you goodbye.
You were left alone with him, on the staircase. Looking up, you noticed that the sky was painted in a calming light grey color that covered the pretty blue morning sky that greeted you on the way to the library. The weather was chilly, with the occasional strong breeze that would bring hair into your mouth. The boy's chest subtly heaved up and down with his mouth slightly parted. He looked like he just ran a marathon just to get here.
"(Y/n)," he chuckled, "I ran all the way here." He got closer and closer until your lips were millimeters away. His breath was hot and all over your face. The boy's eyes were just as warm as his breath, taking in your face up close. He smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from your mouth, "hey." You were caught off guard when he suddenly whispers into your ear, "I have to tell you something and I want you to answer me honestly, okay?"
You nod, "of course."
He took a deep breath and looked at you straight into your eyes, "I love you," his voice sounded so serious and confident you weren't sure if this was the same man you knew. "I love you so much," his lips tugged into a small smile, "loving you is the best thing I've ever done." You only stared at him, eyes wider than usual.
"So," he looked at you anticipatingly, "what do you think?" He bit his lip, the confidence he had slowly crumbled away. "Honestly?" you asked in a small voice, looking up at him. He tilts his head and shrugs, "well," his voice was shaky, "yeah."
You pulled him closer until your lips met. You felt his lips curve up into a smile against yours; he got his answer.
So, who confessed?
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tsunderekpop · 7 years
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Partition - Seokmin
Pairing: Lee Seokmin x Reader
Summary: Seokmin smut based on Partition by Beyonce
Genre: Smut, smut, and wow this is very naughty smut.
Warnings: public sex? (they do it in the limo), blowjob, cunnlingus, riding, Kitten
Word Count: 5,905
Wassup, idk how I got convinced to write on this blog, but here you guys go a little bittle of sex.   ~Admin A
Being friends with the members of seventeen granted you many opportunities to get out of the house. There were many awards shows and parties you got to be a part of. Though you never got to sit next to the boys at ceremonies and the parties you attended weren’t nearly as fun as hanging around and watching movies, the fact that the boys appreciated and wanted your support was something you lived for. You were always sure to try your best and show up at the events they invited you too but, unfortunately, you couldn’t attend everything seeing as how you needed to work and support yourself which took up a lot more time than you wanted.
You had missed the last couple of occasions so you promised them to show up to the next. It was starting to eat you alive that you couldn’t be there for them the way that you wanted too. You decided you were going to go all out on this one and really put some energy into your appearance and your participation.
“We want you there, but if it gets in the way of your own plans then we understand Y/N.” Joshua told you.
“Thank you, but I really want to be there for you guys! You’ve been doing so amazing and all I’m doing is congratulating you from a screen. What kind of a best friend am I?” You responded with a sigh.
“Here’s how, you’re not my best friend.” Seungkwan said. Mingyu pushed him away as he walked up to you and gave you a large bear hug.
“You’re one of the best friends we’ve ever had. Don’t think like that, we understand!” He said as he nuzzled into your neck. You gave him a soft pat on his head then unraveled him from your body.
“This time, I’m really going to go all out for you. I took off work and I’m going to get a really nice dress and maybe put on a little bit of makeup for once in my life or something, okay?” You preached to the few boys surrounding you.
Most of the seventeen boys had been busy in the studio, leaving one by one as thy were finally done with recording for the night and hoping Jihoon or Seungcheol wouldn’t call them back in. Soonyoung was in the studio working on his own freestyles and helping others perfect their dances. You were left with Joshua, Mingyu, Seungkwan, Chan, and Wonwoo.
“You don’t need those things, just you being there is good enough for us.” Chan told you.
“This is gross, I’m leaving.” Seungkwan muttered as he walked into the kitchen. You rolled your eyes and ignored him like you usually did.
“So, I’m going to need someone to go shopping with me or something please? I don’t know where to even start and I need someone to help me that knows a little bit about fashion sense. Would you be free to help-”?
“I’d have to check my schedule but I can manage perhaps for you.” Seungkwan said as he returned from the kitchen with a bit of pep in his step.
“I was going to ask Mingyu.” You deadpanned. Seungkwan displayed the most offended face he could muster up before proclaiming that he would be going anyways.
“I can make sure I’m free sometime this week Y/N!” Mingyu smiled at you, he was always happy to help you and make sure you got everything you needed. He was dependable and depended on you all the same.
“Thanks, you guys!” You exclaimed giving everyone a hug. Well forcing one in Seungkwan’s case. You then proceeded to sit next to Wonwoo and get an update about the quality of the latest book he was reading.
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“I’m not wearing something like that.” You said to Seungkwan who was holding up a fluffy hot pink dress with sparkles like a fairy.
“Why-y not? Pfft. It’s such a go-ood color on you! Pfft.” Seungkwan tried to mutter while holding in laughs.
“This is why you weren’t invited in the first place.” You groan while grabbing the dress that was in Mingyu’s hands. “I’m going to a dressing room. We have been here for an hour and a half. If this dress isn’t good, then we are going to the food court and going home. I’ll just wear something I already own.”
“Or this fairy dress!” Seungkwan shouts out at you. You groan as you make your way to ask for a dressing room. Once inside, you removed your clothing and put on the black dress that was picked. As you placed it on, you felt sexy yet scandalous. The dress hugged your waist perfectly and was a midi high low length. The front stopped mid-thigh and the back just barely reached behind your knees. The top was long sleeve and scooped all the way down to almost your belly button, still very little skin was shown. It was a dress that was classy, but screamed sex.  You stayed in the dressing room for a while trying to decide if it was something you’d even be confident enough to wear out in public. Sure, it looked good on you, but it wasn’t something you’d usually be seen in.
“Come out, we want to see!” Mingyu’s voice rang through happily. You looked at yourself one last time, brushing off the invisible dust on the front of the dress, before you stepped out. You stared at the two and awaited their comments.
“Wow…” Mingyu said, making you anxious. Is that a good ‘wow’ or a bad ‘wow’? You wondered. You started to get flustered and laughed awkwardly.
“Wow is right Mingyu, can’t believe you’d pick a dress like this, it’s been a wild time, good fun!” You panic as you try to return to the dressing room.
“No, no, no! Wait!” Mingyu said pulling you back in front of them. You felt antsy as you were once again placed in front of the two boys with their eyes stuck on you.
“Well then say something, don’t just stare at me. It makes me feel really weird.” You blurt out after a moment.
“Y/N, this dress looks so good on you. There’s no way we are leaving without it.” Mingyu said.
“What?” You questioned. You knew it fit you right but you didn’t know if it was the dress you should have decided on for this occasion. “Are you guys sure?”
“I’m going to be frank with you.” Seungkwan began. You knew it was coming, a blow of all blows to hurt your pride and your confidence. You decided to just let him say it and get this over with. “The last time I saw someone look this good was when I looked in the mirror earlier this morning. We are getting this dress.”
You were pushed back into the dressing room and told to change back into your casual clothes. You gave yourself another look in the mirror and really looked at yourself. You decided that if anything, you told yourself you would go all out this time and this was as good a dress as any to do that. You changed and held the dress while coming out of the changing room.
“You Know Who will probably burst when he sees her in that dress.” Mingyu said to Seungkwan.
“Who is ‘You Know Who’?” You ask coming up from behind the two, focused on the dress you had in your arms.
“Seokmin.” Seungkwan deadpanned at you. Mingyu slapped his shoulder and Seungkwan’s face grew enraged as he held his arm like he got shot. “What was that for?”
“You’re not supposed to tell her!” Mingyu yelled in a hushed tone. You just looked at them back and forth, hearing what they were saying but still trying to process it.
“This was your fault first, if anyone asks I’m telling them that you ruined it first, too!” Seungkwan spat, still holding his arm.
“Wait, why would Seokmin care what I wear?” You question.
“God you’re so stupid, I love you.” Seungkwan said while laughing. “Seokmin likes you is why. He’s gonna see you in that dress and flip a tit, possibly yours.”
The half interested smile you had slowly faded into nothing. You’ve liked Seokmin since the first time you guys hung out together. You were attracted to him the moment you met, but after his personality had been shown to you, there was no way you could deny your feelings. Though, you tried to deny them anyways. The idea of him liking you back was something unfathomable. Something that just didn’t exist and so you pushed those feelings and thoughts to the back of your head so you didn’t screw with the rhythm that was the seventeen boys’ daily lives.
Seokmin always made you laugh and feel comfortable. He was one of your best friends as well as your only interest. There was something about the way he made you feel safe and reassured with just one look, that had you trapped by him.
“Look what you did, now she’s frozen.” Mingyu said to Seungkwan. You heard a loud huff from Seungkwan and felt the dress removed from your hands. By the time your thoughts faded into reality and you came back down to earth, you were being pushed to leave by Seungkwan who was holding a bag from the store you were just at, in his hands.
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The night that you had prepared for, finally arrived. It turned out you were invited to some sort of club where the boys were promoted at, at some point. You had committed to what you said, about putting in a lot of effort into your looks. After getting out of the shower and shaving any spot that had more hair than was welcomed, you looked in the mirror and studied yourself. After the lengthy and unnecessary stare, you started by putting some moisturizer in your hair to keep your hair healthy on your night out. You strayed away from frying it tonight as you left it natural, leaving one thing on you that night remain in your comfortability range.
Changing things up a bit, you decided to apply a bit of makeup. You rummaged around your bathroom to find the few items you did use occasionally when you decided to do makeup. You grabbed an eyebrow pencil and began to trace the shape you already had. After you were done with that, taking more time than you had wanted, trying to make sure each was even, you pulled out the mascara that was lying on the counter. You gave your lashes quick swipes with the dark wand in your hand, then returned it to its bottom half.
You brushed your teeth, wiped your mouth and pulled out the red lipstick that made your lips pop to a different level. You pulled out your secret weapon, the only thing that really mattered to you tonight, highlight. You placed the shimmery powder along your cheeks and stared in the mirror ass you glowed. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, feeling stunning as you sat with a glowing face and a tight towel wrapped around your body.
You decided you should probably put on some clothes, your time running out after unknowingly taking too much time on your makeup. You had already spent 35 minutes doing makeup, and only had a good 15 minutes more before your ride was supposed to arrive.
You slid on the dress that Seungkwan had bought for you (which you had to hear about all week might you add), closing the front and doing a small spin to look at every inch of yourself that you could. You quickly slathered your legs with lotion, trying to get rid of the ashiness that had corrupted your knees. You then strapped on your black heels and stood up, testing your movements in the shoes. You quickly gave yourself swipes under the arms of deodorant and sprayed yourself with the first perfume you could see.
You studied yourself in the mirror, paying attention to every movement you made and the way you looked while doing so.
“This is exhausting.” You muttered to yourself as you left the bathroom, realizing it took you a whole 45 minutes to get all dressed up. You made your way to the living room and plopped yourself down on the couch.
Several minutes later, you heard a knocking on your door. You stood up, adjusted your dress and grabbed the purse that was sitting on the table. You opened up the door hoping to see the friendly face of Mingyu, or Joshua. Perhaps it would be Seungcheol, Jeonghan, or Soonyoung. Those little rascals Hansol, Seungkwan, and Chan wouldn’t be too bad either. Come to think of it, you’d love it if Junhui or Minghao danced their way into the evening. You could also start it off swaggy you giggled to yourself, optimistically pleading for Wonwoo or Jihoon.
“Hi Y/N, you re-” He said.
This was not what you were hoping.
This was worst case scenario.
Seokmin stared at you through the door frame and you could barely move a muscle without feeling like your body was melting into the floor.
“Wow, you look incredible.” Seokmin said, eyes on your body rather than your face. You felt insecure as he eyed you, and somehow at the same time felt a newfound confidence. Seungkwan and Mingyu said that Seokmin liked you, just as you liked him. There was no reason to be unconfident, especially when you felt this good and he was looking at you the way that he was.
“My eyes are up here.” You blurted out to Seokmin, who slowly brought his eyes up to look at you.
“Sorry.” Seokmin said with a smile that said otherwise. Seokmin was dressed simply in a black collared long sleeve and black skinny jeans.
“Are the others waiting?” You ask as you turn around to close your apartment door and lock it. You turned around again to catch Seokmin quickly removing his eyes from your backside and bringing them to look at you.
“Jeonghan was loading everyone into the car a little while ago, but there wasn’t enough room so Seungkwan suggested someone take another to pick you up and they voted me.” He said.
“Just you? You guys couldn’t split half and half or anything reasonable?” You question. Anything that has to do with Seungkwan meant trouble for you.
“Nope.” Seokmin said, popping the ‘P’. Suddenly, his hand moved to your lower back, making you flinch for a moment before resting back into his touch, ignoring the shivers that pulsed through your body.
“Shall we, gorgeous?” He said leading you down the stairs towards the street. You nodded your head and walked with him in silence. His hand never left your lower back and when you got to the steps, his hand lowered a millimeter every couple steps, his hand almost completely on your ass.
As you headed outside, you couldn’t take the obvious sexual tension between the two of you. Seokmin didn’t ever touch you or treat you like this previous to today. You wanted there to be nothing unspoken between the two of you after tonight, if he really did feel for you the same way you did for him, then there wasn’t a reason to pretend there was nothing going on between the two of you.
“Seokmin.” You said, turning around, causing his hand to be removed from your body. He stood still and looked at you, raising his eyebrow in question.
“What’s going on right now?” You ask straight forwardly. Instead of answers like you were hoping for, instead Seokmin gave a light chuckle and smiled at you.
“Going to a club, late I believe.” He said avoiding the real reason as to why you had stopped him. You rolled your eyes, holding back from hitting him in the face.
“That’s not what I mean, and you know it.” You grumble. “This, you, you’re touchy and flattery and I wanna know why!” You of course, thought you knew why, but wanted him to be the one to say it out loud.
“From what I’ve heard, this,” He grabbed your waist, pulling you closer into him. “Touching, is something we mutually want.”
“Where did you hear this?” You questioned him. There was only one snitch that you could think of in that group and it was the same one that made everything difficult for you.
“Jun, he said he was bored watching nothing happen or something like that, I wasn’t really paying attention to anything he said after the fact, honestly.” This betrayal was not what you expected by any means, truthfully.
As you stood there in disbelief, you heard Seokmin call out to the driver and tell him you were both ready. Seokmin once again lead you by placing his hand halfway on your ass, the other on your back, towards the limo that was parked out front.
You slid into the backseat but before the door was closed, you turned back towards Seokmin who was holding the door for you.
“I don’t believe you.” You said to him, even though it was more so to yourself, not at all believing that this could happen to you, of all people.
“I���ll make you.” Seokmin smiled as he made his way in behind you and the door shut behind him.
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The limo that was for you and Seokmin’s use, was beautiful. There were leather seats and champagne bottles. The limo was huge and spacious, so you were very curious as to why Seokmin felt the need to be seated so close to you.
“I heard the other guys talking about how you were going to go all out for this occasion, but I really was not expecting this.” Seokmin said as he placed a hand on your thigh. You looked at him and saw the pure lust that was in his eyes. “You’re always so beautiful but today, you look especially sexy.”
You honestly didn’t know what to say or do, so you went with your gut reaction and gave a soft laugh. The laugh didn’t seem to break Seokmin’s spirits though as he leaned over to your ear slowly, whispering softly.
“Your ass looks so good in that dress, but I’d rather see what it looks like without anything covering it.” Your eyes widened at his confession and you felt his hand slowly move upwards, grabbing roughly at your upper thigh. You chose to challenge him, assuming he wouldn’t really try anything.
“Do it, you won’t.” You said.
“I won’t?” He questioned with a smirk, that you felt on your shoulder. His mouth was pressed against your collarbone, but he wasn’t exactly kissing you, more like testing you.
“Bet.” You stated with a quiver in your tone. Suddenly Seokmin moved off you and stared you straight in the eyes.
“What will I win?” He asked you. You sit there trying to come up with a good response.
“Me.” You said simply.
“That’s all I was hoping for right now.” He said and immediately moved back to you. Before anything made sense, you felt his lips aggressively moving on your mouth and his hand back to its place on your thigh, but this time, slipping under your dress and trailing the lace that you were wearing underneath it.
You kept from toppling over by grabbing a hold of Seokmin’s neck, refusing to loosen up for any reason. This is something you had only ever imagined before and god, was it so much better in real life.
His mouth was rough on yours as he opened and began nibbling on your lower lip. In desperation for more, you opened your mouth more, causing him to leave your lower lip and find something else for him to bite and suck on. You’re tongues moved together in a messy way, but somehow working. Your hands loosened around his neck and lowered them as they tightened around his collar. After a few minutes, he removed his mouth from yours, trailing kisses down your neck, biting on the flesh every so often. You’re eyes slowly opened for a moment and you remembered where you were.
You quickly pulled yourself away from Seokmin and hurried to move towards the window where the Driver could see through and look over at you.
“Excuse me but, would you be able to roll up the partition please?” You asked peeking through at the man who was behind the wheel.
“Yes ma’am.” The driver replied.
“And could drive around for a half an hour before you make your way to the club?”
“Of course. It’s not my limo, I just get paid to drive it.” The driver said looking in his mirror with a skeptical look before pressing a button to give you the privacy you forgot you didn’t have earlier. As you turned back around, Seokmin was still seated on the other end where you had left him. He was sat with his legs apart and his arms spread open, resting on the seats that surrounded him. He looked at you with a serious face and messy hair, popping open a button on his shirt. You noticed there was red lipstick messily on his mouth and you suddenly cursed yourself for putting it on in the first place.
You looked to your left and saw paper towels by a collection of snacks and wine. You quickly grabbed one wiped on your lips to take off all that you could and hurried as you made your way back to Seokmin. You began wiping at his face trying to get the red off him, feeling embarrassed that it was even there in the first place. He looked up at you as you rubbed the towel on his face and you could see his Adam’s apple bob ass he licked his lips, slightly swiping your knuckle.
“I’m sorry, I got caught up in the moment and forgot how much this stuff will smear.” You muttered. Without dignifying you with a response, Seokmin reached his hands around your waist, pulled you into him and placed you on his lap, a leg on either side.
You gasped at his movements and quickly grabbed a hold of his hair when it didn’t stop there. Seokmin kept his hands tight on your hips and began to rock you back and forth, rubbing on top of his member. You could feel his half hard cock rubbing against your panties, causing you to let out a soft moan.
“I’ve got something more important that needs dealt with Kitten.” Seokmin speaks lowly, drawing you in with every syllable.
“O-okay.” You stutter as your body moves, following the new pace Seokmin started with his own hips. He attached his lips to your neck as you grinded on him and Seokmin grew angry at the fact that there was material in his way as he pulled the dress off you. He sat you on his lap as he helped you remove your shoes, kissing each thigh that he was holding and unstrapping the heels from your feet with the other hand. He tossed the dress to the side and reattached his lips to your body, thankful for the now open chest he could devour. It was decided, on your part, that the plan to wear no bra with this dress was the correct way to go. His hands roamed, one to the front of you, fondling your chest, and the other grabbing and rubbing your backside.
“Get on your knees baby girl.” Seokmin said in a breathy tone. You follow his command, but not before giving him an easy, lingering kiss. As you knelt, eager on your knees, Seokmin stood up, shoving his pants and underwear down, revealing his lengthy cock in front of your face. He sat back down whilst rubbing himself in front of you. You waited until you were told you could have a taste and watched as Seokmin looked you in the eyes while continuing to rub himself.
“Open up that pretty little mouth for me Kitten, I wanna make you purr.” You obeyed and widened your mouth as much as you could, allowing Seokmin to put his hand on the back of your neck to pull you closer. His cock was pushed to your mouth and you began sucking his tip, causing Seokmin to hiss at the feeling of the wetness from your mouth contacting his hard on.
“Your mouth is so warm and wet, Kitten. I wonder if that describes any other part of you right now?” He questioned. You moaned in agreement as you began to push him deeper inside of your mouth. You hallowed your cheeks as you bobbed on top of him, reaching one of your hands from underneath to play with his balls that hung by your chin. “Where else feels that way? Can you touch it for me?”
You nodded your head but it could have come off as you just bobbing your head around Seokmin’s dick. Your hand slowly dipped down to your underwear and you slid your hand underneath. You began rubbing your clit, making you moan around Seokmin. Seokmin whined out from the vibrations you created and he grabbed a fistful of your hair, trying to contain himself.
“Fuck, you like touching yourself as my cock is shoved down your throat, do you?” You moaned again as you slowly continued to bob on Seokmin’s member. The pace was obviously too slow once Seokmin held your head and took the lead himself. He began moving you on his cock, hearing you choke and gasp as tears rolled down your cheeks.
“God, you’re such a good girl, taking me all the way.” Seokmin moaned out in desperation. He finally pulled you off him completely and you were left to sit and catch your breath. Your lips felt swollen after the stretch from your mouth and you could feel the spit still overwhelm your mouth.
“Up.” Seokmin said once your breathing was back to normal. You stood up and Seokmin pulled you closer by hooking finger into your underwear and leaving you with no choice but to move. He began to slowly take off your underwear, only to get angry at the awkward way the lace rolled off you and bundled up. Instead of just continuing to roll them down, Seokmin pulled on the fabric, ripping the lace off you.
“Seokmin!” You hiss but he waves you away with a hand.
“God, your body is so beautiful, every dip and curve.” Seokmin said reaching so he could kiss your hips and waist, lowering to your thighs and leaving a bite on your outer right leg.
“You tore apart my underwear.” You deadpanned. Seokmin reached down into his sock, pulling out a silver packet. He smiled at you as he showed it off, unwrapping the condom from its packaging and sliding it onto his hardened member.
“I’ll buy you a new pair.” He muttered as he grabbed a hold of your hands. Seokmin kicked off his shoes, removed his pants and underwear completely and unbuttoned his shirt all the way. He tossed his items in the same direction that he tossed your dress and then returned his gaze back onto you. “Now come take a ride.”
You nodded you head as you put your hands on Seokmin’s shoulders. You squatted over top of him as he held up his shaft. You slowly lowered yourself on him taking in the wrapped cock, the lubrication from not only the condom but your own wetness, making the slide easy. Seokmin moaned the whole way you lowered yourself onto him.
As you were finally, completely lowered on top of him, your hands grabbing at whatever they could reach, you let out a loud gasp. You waited for a moment and Seokmin proceeded to kiss every inch of your body, whispering to you compliments and naughty images of what he would do to you another time. When you felt you were adjusted enough, you began moving back and forth on Seokmin, his dick filling you, making your movements feel heavy.
You started to move around in circles, enjoying the way it felt as though Seokmin was touching every bit of you. As you were moving, you felt a sudden spot hit you harder than the others and you leaned your body into Seokmin, holding on tight as you moved around to continue to hit that spot.
“Seokmin!” You cry out as you find the spot again, your hardened nipples rubbing up and down against Seokmin. You moan into his neck as he bounces up and down, straining to commit to fucking you completely. After a moment of you riding his dick, Seokmin rotated your bodies, making you lie down on your back as he hovered over top of you.
“I can’t hold back, I’m really gonna fuck you now Y/N.” He said in a serious tone. You whined at his promise and closed your eyes.  Seokmin immediately began thrusting his hips into you. The slap of his pelvis hitting your ass was heard, as well as the wet sounds of his dick exiting three-fourths of the way, only to enter completely again, sounding slick and as dirty as you felt.
“Seokmin, I’m going to come!” You whine to him, which causes him to only move faster. You feel the pit in your stomach begin to build up as he continuously thrusted. Suddenly, your vision began to dim as you only saw black, your body thrusting upwards into him.
“Fuck, Kitten.” Seokmin groaned ass you came around him. You tried to get your breathing back to normal as Seokmin didn’t slow down his movements into you. You could already tell that you’d be feeling sore from the moment you’d get to the club until perhaps the next morning. “Open your eyes.”
You opened your eyes to see Seokmin looking at you from above, his arms on either side of you. Your eyes weren’t the only thing open as your mouth was agape, panting and whining from Seokmin’s touch. Seokmin moved from his hands, to his elbows, putting all his weight to one side, so he could lift a hand and caress your cheek as he fucks his way into you.
“Your pussy is intoxicating.” Seokmin groaned into your lips as he lowered himself. You sighed into the kiss he had begun and allowed yourself to be taken deeper as he had you in the perfect angle to devour your mouth. He slowly pulled away as you wished to stay like that forever.
“Turn around Kitten, hands and knees, I wanna see that ass without anything covering it, remember?” You twist around and get on your hands and knees for Seokmin. He grabs at your ass rubbing and massaging handfuls at a time. He grabs each cheek sticking out to him and pulls them opposite each other so that he can see your You feel shy not knowing what he’s going to do next while you can’t quite face him and gasp as he licks a swipe up your parted twat.
“Seokmin!” You purred. He began to lap you in upwards motions, making you mewl, when he stuck his tongue completely into your whole. He began tongue fucking you and your hands reached out for what they could, only lying flat on the glass window from the car. You could see the window fogging up behind your hand and you wondered how steamy you and Seokmin were creating the vehicle.
Seokmin sucked roughly on your clit causing your knees to shake. Before you toppled over completely, Seokmin removed his mouth from your clit and sucked roughly on the fat of your ass that was sticking out to him.
“I’m going in again.” Seokmin said removing his mouth from you and lining himself up with your entrance. He roughly made his way inside of you, not waiting for you to be on board with his movements. His hands gripped your ass as he watched it jiggle with every thrust.
You couldn’t handle being perched up in the air any more than what you were, which was saying a lot being you were already bent over for Seokmin. You were feeling dizzy and you gave up using your hands to support you, keeping your face down and ass up, sticking it out more to Seokmin’s pleasure. One of his hands reached for your hair as he grabbed a hold of you, making your neck tilt backwards.
His hands began to grip tighter on you, no doubt leaving marks, and you could feel the pace he was moving at earlier, begin to lose syncopation.  Seokmin’s breaths began to get heavy and his voice even more constant than before. You knew that he was close and it was getting you riled up and awaiting the next orgasm.
Seokmin’s rhythm slowed down almost completely as you tightened around him, sending him dissolving into pleasure while muttering your name. As you felt the condom fill up inside of you, you couldn’t help but let out another whine as you joined him, sinking into release.
Seokmin slowly removed himself from inside of you, helping you sit back up straight. He removed the condom from around him and tied it up tight, standing up to throw it inside of the garbage tin that was placed in the limo. Seokmin returned next to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you leaned into his neck.
“I believe you now.” You muttered to him, referring to when you couldn’t fathom the idea of Seokmin wanting you the same way you wanted him.
“I told you I’d prove it.” Seokmin laughed, kissing you on your forehead. He pulled away and you looked him in the eyes with a smile. He smiled at you as he moved his lips lower and gave you a soft kiss on the mouth.
“We should probably get dressed and get over to that club, Seungcheol is going to have my ass for being so late.” Seokmin sighed. You nodded as you gave him a peck on the lips and tried to clean yourself up a bit to look presentable. You patted your hair back down trying to make it look less frizzy than what it was now. Seokmin began dressing himself as you tried to wipe off the leftover juices from your body. Seokmin stood up, crouching towards you with your dress. You thanked him as you began to pull your dress back on and strap back on your heels.
“I can’t believe you ripped my underwear off.” You groaned as you threw away the shredded fabric that was on the floor. You made your way back to Seokmin who was once again sitting down, after telling the driver that he could head to the actual destination now.
“It was bothersome.” Seokmin grunted. “Why wouldn’t it just slide off nicely?”
“Who cares why, now everyone is going to pick up on my smell, they’ll know we had sex. It’s a stronger smell without underwear on you know.”
“Mmm is it?” Seokmin said kissing your neck and collarbone. “Maybe after this club you’ll let me go nose deep and see if it still smells like sex.”
“Seokmin.” You said sternly.
“Kitten.” Seokmin laughs
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