#oh sehun x reader

[jongbross]

you got me so crazy. (oh sehun x f!reader)

pairing: oh sehun x female reader

word count: 3,4k

genre: smut, maybe angst? idk

warnings: language, mature themes, description of sex, p in v, oral (m receiving), sehun is kinda insecure but also an assh*le (but so is reader)

a/n: i don't know what i'm doing, but i hope y'all like it.

sehun walked into the bedroom, on his face, the same annoyed expression he had on last night while fighting with you. his body language didn't help either, as his fists were closed on each side of his body and his steps were heavy. although still mad, he took a deep breath when he saw you awake, scrolling through your phone.

his shoulders relaxed a little bit and, for a brief moment, he closed his eyes before speaking. he didn't want his voice to come out raspy or rude.

"i'm gonna make some breakfast before heading to work. you want some?", sehun asked in the most normal, soft tone he could. he was still mad for your behavior, for making him sleep on the couch, but he didn't wanna fight anymore.

so when you didn't answer him, when you didn't even look at his direction, he scoffed. of course you would be the childish one and not talk to him. 

"you're gonna give me the silent treatment now?", he asked, still not getting a single motion from you. "okay. fine. fight on your own then, i'm not gonna take part in this stupidity."

sehun turned to walk away, but stopped on his heels when he heard your voice 

"oh, so now i'm stupid?"

"oh, so now you're talking to me?", he mocked your tone.

you sit down on the bed, staring at your horribly stubborn, sarcastic boyfriend.

"i shouldn't be. you deserve all the silent treatment in the world right now, sehun."

"yeah, but i'm not the one who made you sleep on the couch on a fucking winter night."

just like he did before, you scoffed. he was unbelievable.

"i can't believe you're hurting over that after what happened last night! oh my god, sehun!"

"y/n, it was just a dinner!"

"no, it was our dinner!"

"and i told you i wouldn't be able to go, so if you still wanted to keep the reservation that's on you", sehun shrugged like he didn't care. he did, though.

"that's not the point", you replied, getting on your feet ready to change for work and run away from that confrontation again.

"then what's the point?"

you didn't answer, you just went around the bedroom picking the outfit you would wear to work. you could loudly hear sehun sighing behind you, his shirt shuffling as he crossed his arms on his chest.

"what's the point, y/n?", he asked again. you started that, but you wouldn't be the one to have the last word on it. "you're not gonna run away from this. what is the point?"

"i'm not running away from anything here."

"then tell me what's the fucking point", sehun elevated his tone just a bit.

"you left me there!", you shouted, patience short now. "all you can think about is your fucking work, so you left me there! because you don't truly care about having a girlfriend or even having a life outside your so perfect career. nothing else matters to you."

a moment of silence went by. you stared sehun dead in the eyes, searching for any sign that he finally understood why you were so upset and feeling so left out.

but when he spoke again, your blood just boiled more.

"oh, please! you're gonna pull that one on me now?", he asked, rolling his eyes.

you needed a moment not to go for his neck. you closed your eyes, sighed in annoyance, and then looked at him again.

"i'm not pulling shit on you", you said, voice louder than just a whisper. 

shaking your head, you walked past sehun and towards the bathroom, heart beating so loud in anger that you were sure he could hear it too.

"at least i wasn't alone", you mumbled.

and in a single movement, you felt sehun grabbing your wrist and pulling you back. he didn't use any strength, he just did it enough to make you stop and look at him again.

"what did you say?"

you sighed, rolling your eyes. oh, so now he cares?

"i said that at least i wasn't alone."

pulling your arm from him, you were back at walking to the bathroom; or at least you thought so. sehun was quicker to take just a few steps before blocking your way, his tall figure between you and the bathroom door.

"you took one of your friends?", he asked, eyes narrowed at you. sehun was always kinda jealous, and you knew that way too well.

his jealousy was never a big problem in your relationship - he knew how to control it and, overall, he trusted you with his life. it was just something about losing you, or even seeing you pay attention to any other person that wasn't himself... he didn't like that. he never did.

"ah, so now you care?", you spoke your earlier thought right in his face now.

"you're so hurt over that dinner, if you took one of your girls then maybe it wasn't that important after all, right?", sehun said in the most provoking way his sarcasm could allow him.

"not one of my girls", so you simply replied, and you knew you got him right there, right now.

you pushed sehun and walked past him, into the bathroom. he watched your movements as you started your morning routine, trying his best not to show you that yeah, you did got him.

"who?", he asked.

"seriously, sehun, i don't wanna do this anymore. i'm tired of fighting."

a brief, lightspeed moment went by. you looked at sehun through the mirror and caught his eyes still narrowed, lips forming a thin line.

"who?", he repeated.

so you sighed, defeated.

"there was this guy at the bar who saw me standing there, alone, pathetically fighting with you on the phone for almost 2 hours. so he came over", you told him. "he was pretty nice."

you didn't actually want to hurt sehun, you would never do that on purpose - you just wanted him to care, to acknowledge how important the dinner was for you, how you really wanted to spend some time with him alone. so when you told him about the guy in the bar, and his jealous posture took place, you knew that that fight was over.

sehun stared at you, not moving at all. he stayed there for what felt like forever, watching your actions, the way you took off your clothes before stepping into the shower. 

the moment he heard the water falling on you, he turned around and walked away.

(...)

for the whole day, you didn't hear from sehun - and neither did he from you. the most complicated thing about your relationship sometimes was that you two were way too proud. arguments could go on for about just an hour, but the weird vibe, the not talking to each other much afterward, could go on for days.

you watched though, the whole day, as he would type something to you on your message app. you saw the indicator "typing..." on the screen for several seconds, sometimes minutes, just to get frustrated everytime sehun gave up and didn't send you anything.

so, for the way he was behaving and from your own feelings inside you, you were surprised to see him waiting for you in his car, outside the building you worked on. he scrolled through his phone casually, windows rolled down and the passenger seat waiting for you.

just as if he felt someone watching him, sehun looked up and found your gaze. he awkwardly waved, putting his phone away and opening the door to the passenger seat to you, in a silent invitation for you to come in. of course you did.

the ride home was silent. sehun sometimes tried to do small talk, but he wasn't the best at it and you knew that; he secretly hoped you would engage in one of the subjects and lead the way into a pleasant, nonchalant talk. you didn't though, still wondering why, all of a sudden, he was acting nice.

"why are you doing this?", you quietly asked when another one of his attempts to talk to you didn't work.

"doing what?"

"playing the nice guy. we were almost at each other's throat this morning."

sehun sighed, stopping at a red light. he didn't look at you when he spoke.

"i just wanted to make it up for being a dick, that's all. i thought that... maybe... we could go home to change and get ready, and then go out to finally have your dinner."

"all of a sudden?"

"it wasn't all of a sudden, y/n."

"yeah, yeah it was!", you cut him off. analyzing sehun's expression as he got back to drive, you didn't find any sign of annoyance nor anger - he just seemed a bit tired, a bit worn off from all the arguing; a bit of regret, maybe. and suddenly, you understood all too well. "is this about the guy in the bar?"

the way sehun grabbed the steering wheel harder didn't go unnoticed. he shook his head though, staring ahead of him.

"nope."

the only thing sehun forgot was that you were his girlfriend for almost 2 years now. you knew him, you knew when something was bothering him.

and, again, you knew how jealous he could get. 

"don't lie to me, sehun", you softly told him.

"i'm not lying."

"so you're not jealous just because a random guy took a move on me?"

sehun gulped, body tensed up. boy, he was wrapped around your finger now.

"i'm not jealous!", he said, in the best casual tone he managed to pull off. he scrunched his nose, hesitating for a moment if he should speak or not. "he... he flirted with you, then?"

you shrugged, looking outside the window for a moment.

"he did a bit", you replied. 

"i thought... i thought he heard you talking to me on the phone."

"i told him i had a boyfriend, but that didn't seem to stop him. especially when..."

you trailed off your thoughts, eyes quickly going back to sehun. you didn’t know if you should say it, if you should finish the sentence. once again, you would never hurt sehun on purpose; but was that hurting? wasn't that just exactly like he always provoked you too?

sehun confusedly looked at you, waiting for you to conclude your thinking.

"especially when...?", he instigated you.

"especially...", you began, biting your lip for a brief moment. well, fuck it. "especially when my boyfriend left me there, all alone."

sehun held his breath at the same time he clenched his jaw. if the fight was over before, when you first mentioned the guy from the bar, then now you were crowned the winner. jealous sehun fully appeared and the little, tiny feeling of guilt he felt (but would never admit it) for canceling the dinner with you were gone - and now the anger for knowing that someone did get your attention and flirted with you when he wasn't around took place.

"he was nice though", you continued, adding more fuel. "we chatted a lot before i decided to come home."

"about what?", sehun asked between teeth, voice not much louder than a groan.

"about life, i guess", you shrugged again, now seeing the house you shared with him getting closer. "just got to know him better."

silence took place then. long seconds went by before sehun finally parked the car inside your garage without saying a word. the flame burning inside his chest, the way he felt his veins hurting and pulsing, everything just pushed his focus into one thing: you.

so when you got out of the car - a very small piece of your brain wondering if you pushed your boyfriend's buttons too far - and the first thing you met was sehun already in front of you, lips crashing in yours and body pressing you against the car's door, you were surprised.

his lips desperately kissed you, tongues intertwining and an urgency emanating from his body that you didn't usually feel. sehun let go of his weight on you, chest raising up and down against your smaller figure as he controlled his breath so he didn't have to stop the kiss.

gosh, he loved your lips.

your hands flew to his neck, fingers tugging his pitch black hair and pulling him closer to you, holding him for dear life. sehun also touched you, wrapping his arms around your hips and not so gently guiding you along the outside of his car. he stopped at the end of it, one of his hands letting go of you and opening the door to the backseat.

"get in", he whispered, breaking the kiss.

"sehun-"

"i said get in."

he didn't have to say it a third time. you climbed inside the car, sitting on the backseat and watching as sehun did the same. he spread his legs open, grabbing one of your arms and pulling you to his lap, each leg of yours on the each side of his body; as he pulled your hips down, you felt his bulge for the first time that day.

sehun attacked your neck, lips still desperate. he kissed and licked and sucked every bit of skin, head dizzy by the sounds you were making, by the way you moaned and sighed.

only him could do that to you, and you knew he was trying to prove exactly that.

your hands ended up on his shoulders, pushing his jacket down his arms. sehun took it off without stopping making out with your neck, red and light purple starting to form on your skin.

"you're mine", he moaned against your jaw, hands traveling up your belly inside your shirt, cupping one of your breasts over your bra.

you moaned too, rocking your hips against his erection in response. the friction made both of you gasp, and sehun's fingers grabbed your boob harder. his other hand went to your back, unhooking your bra before he spoke again.

"take off, all of it."

you got down from his lap and it was ridiculous how you whined for the loss of contact. your hands worked fast on your clothes, body quickly undressed and fully naked as you saw sehun, now shirtless too, pulling his jeans and underwear down to his ankle, cock hard against his stomach.

in an impulse that took you off guard just as much as it took him, you leaned over and took his member in your mouth. sehun wasn't a particular vocal person during sex, but he did moan loudly when he felt your lips sliding down, taking all of him inside your mouth.

one of his hands held the back of your neck, guiding you through your movements and ready to help you in case you gagged. as much as he tried to avoid doing it, sehun couldn't help but push your head further, so lost in the amazing sensation of being blown plus the wet sounds your mouth made while working up and down his dick.

you moaned against it when you felt his hand sliding from your neck to your butt, which was up in the air. he grabbed, squeezed, massaged, all before firmly pressing his nails on it when you circled your tongue around the tip of his cock, making him throw his head back.

"s-stop", he managed to say, voice raspy. "gonna cum. i wanna do it inside you."

you moaned again, just the thought of it was enough to make you cum right there if you pictured the image long enough. 

so you did what he said, you stopped your actions letting go of his dick with a pop. sehun softly grabbed your arm then, pulling you once again to his lap. you could tell he was impatient now, dying to cum, as the only thing he did was align both of you before pushing your hips down and entering you with a sharp thrust.

you sighed, adjusting to the delicious sensation of him inside you. sehun waited until you rocked your hips to start moving, just to be sure you were ready. 

his hands were firm on your hips, head still resting on the headrest of the seat, eyes glued on you taking in how beautiful you looked. you moved up and down, each thrust echoing inside the car, each moan getting lost in your ears.

instinctively, you hugged sehun. he was quite surprised but definitely didn't refuse it, hugging you back and wrapping his arms around you now. your boobs were firmly pressed against his bare chest, the skin to skin embrace only adding more pleasure to the whole thing.

your face rested on the crook of sehun's neck, and all he could hear was your muffled moans and whines, feeling so good and so out of your mind that all you could focus on was how drunk you were by your boyfriend - his scent, his skin on yours, his thrusts, his sweat mixing with yours; and then, his deep voice on your ear.

"i got you", he said.

you moaned once again, one of your hands holding sehun's jaw now, thumb caressing his cheek.

"babe... please...", you whined, tears forming on the corner of your eyes and sliding down your face.

"cum for me", sehun whispered, and you gladly did, all over him and with a loud cry of his name.

he came right after, filling you up and groaning at how you clenched around him. it felt amazing.

for a few moments, you two just stayed like that, safe in each other's arms. you whispered sweet nothings in sehun's ears, mostly telling him how good he was and how much you loved him. 

"i love you too", he replied. "i love you so much."

you softly smiled, getting up from his neck and facing him now. your fingers gently wiped sweat off his forehead, putting a few strands of hair in its place. sehun stared dearly at you in return, but, somehow, his eyes got heavy - not with sleep, but with something you couldn't tell what it was.

"why do you do this to me?", he asked, voice tired.

you furrowed your eyebrows, confused at his question. "do what?"

"push me to my limit", he began to explain. "that guy... i get so jealous when these things happen. i should have been there last night."

so you got what he meant.

"you should", you agreed. "but not for that reason."

"no, not him", sehun shook his head. "i fucked up. i could have managed my time better so we could go out, and for that i'm sorry. i didn't want you to feel like i care more about my job than about you."

you nodded, leaning into sehun's touch as he caressed circles in your back.

"it's okay. i'm sorry for making you sleep on the couch too."

sehun's chuckled, his eyes almost closing in a half moon shape.

"i kinda deserved that."

"it was cold, though."

"it was. you can make it up to me tonight", he said, kissing you on the cheek and pulling you close again, making you lay on his shoulder. sehun sighed, and you felt like he was hesitating to say something. 

"say it", you encouraged him, and felt when he chuckled again. you knew him so well.

"i... i'm sorry for getting jealous too. i know you would never do anything, and we talked about this so many times before. but i just can't help it."

"i know", you replied, caressing sehun's collarbone.

"of course you do. you love how you get me wrapped around your finger when i get jealous, don't you?"

it was your turn to chuckle. he didn't lie, though.

"maybe..."

you shifted on his arms, supporting your chin on his chest and looking up at him as he looked down at you.

"but you don't have to be sorry, i knew what i was getting myself into when we started dating."

sehun smiled, pecking your lips.

"i can't stand the thought of losing you, it gets me crazy. i don't even know how to react", he confessed. 

"as long as you keep reacting like this", you mentioned to your naked bodies, "we're all good. i'll keep pushing you to your limit."

you loudly laughed at sehun's little "please, don't!" before kissing him again, this time deeper, more passionate, letting last night's episode behind.

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[veethefreeelf]

Resistance is futile - O.SH

Summary: 

Your best friend had introduced you to Sehun saying you two would get along perfectly. As soon as he opened his mouth, you wanted to kill him. This is the first and last time you’ll see him, right?

Wordcount: 6.8k

Warnings: sub! x dom! dynamics (if you’re not into that, this is not the fic for you), power play, degradation, possessive Sehun, slut and whore used a lot, also baby girl and little one, nipple play (nipple clamps), silk restraints, pussy slapping, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm denial, toys, protected vaginal penetration, oral f. receiving, tit slapping.

Requested: yes, here

P.S - Italic is for thoughts mainly from the characters’ perspective and quotes.

‘What an asshole…’ was your first thought after meeting Oh Sehun. 

You couldn’t believe your best friend actually thought you would get along. He sounded like a cocky asshole with way too many women fawning over him which means he had a gigantic ego to come along with his abrasive personality.

“Excuse me?” you asked him. You couldn’t believe what he had just told you.

“You heard me the first time, baby girl. No need to pretend you didn’t” he said as he turned to your best friend that had just introduced you two to each other.

“I said no brats, Blake. She screams trouble. I don’t like trouble” he said to Blake, your best friend who was now regretting all of their life choices that brought them to this very moment, with you shooting daggers at them.

“Sehun, don’t be annoying. Y/N is amazing and she is very much what you usually look for trust me” she said looking back at you.

“Of all the things you have done to me, Blake, this takes the fucking cake. This guy’s an asshole. I don’t like assholes” you said, spitting his words back at him.

“Also call me ‘baby girl’ again and you’ll have your balls kicked back inside your body” you kept going.

“Y/N! Behave. You two need to sit down and talk. Come on. You both know me. You know I wouldn’t make this suggestion unless I was absolutely certain of what I was doing” Blake said as they looked between you and Sehun.

You have to give it to Blake. They have never steered you wrong in this department. You had… Let’s say… Particular tastes in the bedroom. You also didn’t want to be tied down, you were focused on your career so you wanted only sexual relationships with people. No feelings, no meeting the parents, none of that. Not now at least. 

You were looking for someone different… You wanted to be dominated but only in the bedroom and doms well… They stay doms even outside of the bedroom which clashes with your bitchy personality. You are a submissive little thing only in the appropriate scenarios. Outside of that, you are a menace and take shit from no one which is why this initial conversation with Sehun has left you not wanting to explore anything else with him.

“Usually I trust your judgment but Sehun here already said ‘I’m too curvy for him’ so I would much rather not waste my time. Degradation is fine. I draw the line at assholeness” you said as you sipped your drink.

He laughed.

“Hmm… I think Blake is right. Let’s talk. What do you say? I’ll put the assholeness away, for now” he said as he looked you up and down and licked his lips.

Fuck, he may be an asshole but he is fucking gorgeous. He made you want to throw all your principles out the window at that moment . ‘Stay strong, Y/N. Get your shit together’. 

You sighed.

“Fine. I’ll hear you out” you told him and then turned to Blake.

“As for you, you better be right about this one” you had told them.

Blake rolled their eyes and moved away from the two of you and into the party that was currently going on around you.

Sehun started leading you to a table in the back of the rooftop you were in. Understandable. You couldn’t let this conversation be heard. Not here at your office party with all your colleagues and bosses around.

“So, not a great introduction. My bad. Can you get past it?” he asked after you sat down.

“Don’t know yet. Want to hear more. Blake said there was a reason they thought we would be good together and that intrigues me so why don’t you start by telling me what you want and what you are looking for in this… relationship” you answered him and opened the floor for him to change your mind.

“Well, not sure what Blake has told you about me but I’m a very busy person. Don’t have time for the typical relationship nor am I interested in that for now. I want someone who is looking for the same thing. I am very dominant in the bedroom which means I am looking for someone to be submissive to me. Always. No switching ever. As for kinks… Degradation, overstimulation, orgasm denial and a few more. We can talk about it in more detail after. My hard limit is anything relating to bringing other people into the bedroom. No fucking chance. I don’t like sharing. That’s the basics. What about you?”

‘Interesting’ you thought. Blake did know how to pick them for you.

“Pretty much the same for me. I’m focused on my career, don’t have time and don’t want a traditional relationship. Over the years I’ve been looking for someone to have more of a permanent deal. I’m sick and tired of having to look for different partners. I am very submissive in the bedroom. I do have some bratty tendencies but not too much. As I’m sure you figured out, outside of the bedroom, it’s a different story. I will not be talked to in the same way outside of the bedroom as I am talked to in the bedroom. As for kinks, those are fine. We can discuss more later, if we’re both interested. My hard limit is anything anal. Not my jam” you finished and he smiled.

“Sounds good to me. Want to get out of here?” he asked you.

Did you? Yes, you did. But was this the right choice? You were still on the fence about him due to his wonderful opening line but you do see some potential. You can always go home with him now and if it’s not what you were looking for or not worth having to deal with his smart mouth, you can just call it off right there.

“I do. But let’s say this is on a trial basis for tonight. Let’s see if we’re a good fit. If not, we go our separate ways” you told him.

“Sounds good. Let’s go then” he said as he got up from his seat.

“My apartment okay?” he asked you.

“Sure, if you murder me, Blake will know it was you so all good” you said jokingly and he laughed.

As he drove the both of you to his apartment, you kept looking over at him driving. He was sexy. Very sexy. He has a resting best face most of the time but so do you. Oh but it looks much better on him though.

He interrupted your thoughts.

“Like what you see?” he asked as he looked over at you when he stopped at a red light.

“Yes, but I’m sure that’s not surprising to you. For an asshole, you’re very intriguing” you told him and started to look out the window.

“About the ‘baby girl’ thing… Is that an in public rule or a hard no?” he asked you and you laughed.

“In public rule. I don’t mind it in the appropriate setting” you told him.

“Good to know. Any other pet names you like?” he asked again.

“‘Little one’ is my favorite. Not very common but I read it in a book once and fell in love with it” you told him and he hummed.

The rest of the ride to his apartment was silent. But it wasn’t uncomfortable. 

He led you through his apartment door and you were able to walk in and look around a bit when he moved to take off his jacket and shoes. It was a nice apartment. Simple. Light colors. Lots of room. You could see a small bed and a chest with some dog toys next to the couch.

“You have a dog?” you asked excitedly.

“Yeah, his name is Vivi. He isn’t here tonight though” he said and you tried not to show your disappointment.

 He laughed.

“Wanted to meet him, huh?” he asked you.

“Sorry, I love dogs. Kind of my only weakness in life really” you answered and smiled.

“Be good tonight and I’ll think about letting you meet him” he told you and you gulped.

“Using your puppy against me already?” you asked him.

“Let’s call this taking advantage of an opportunity” he said as he started to walk over to you.

“Take off your jacket, shoes and dress and meet me in the bedroom” he told you and leaned in closer to you.

“Last door on the right” he whispered in your ear while holding your chin as he started walking in the direction he told you.

You took your jacket, shoes and dress off and took a deep breath. ‘Here we go again’ you thought. Let’s hope this one is the right one.

You walked into the bedroom and he was standing in front of the bed staring at you.

“Took your time. Are you nervous, little one?” he asked and your breath got stuck in your throat. 

Oh he’s going to be fun, that’s for sure.

“Tricky dress, that’s all” you tried saying confidently.

He moved closer to you and started to kiss you. His hands were holding your face. He kept moving the both of you until your back reached the back wall of his bedroom.

You don’t know how long the both of you stayed there just making out. He was a great kisser. If this was any indication of what was to come, you were definitely going to want more once tonight ends.

He started to move away from you and was staring you up and down.

“How far do you want me to go tonight? Pick a safeword either way” he told you as he started to take off his shirt.

“Surprise me. That’s what safewords are for. Let’s stick to colors. Always works” you told him as you stared at his naked torso now.

“Hmm… let’s test some things” he said and started walking to his closet.

He pulled a box from his closet and started to move towards the bed.

“Lay down close to the headboard, little one” he told you and you did what he asked.

He took out silk restraints from the box and moved closer to you. He started to restrain both your hands against the headboard and you moaned a bit. 

“Too tight?” he asked, looking at you.

“No, perfect” you told him.

“Baby girl likes pain. Noted” he told you and moved to lay on top of you. 

He started kissing you again and you pulled on the restraints. ‘This is going to be tough’ you thought. You liked to touch your partners and you definitely wanted to touch him, very much.

He started kissing down your neck, kissing your collarbones, kissing down your chest. It felt like he wanted to cover your whole body in kisses. It felt so good. His lips were beautiful and he seemed to be enjoying himself terribly, humming and sighing as he kissed you, which made you wetter and wetter by the second.

Once he was done you were both breathing hard and he leaned back on his heels and stared at you while running his hands up and down your thighs.

You were getting impatient. You wanted him to keep going, to do something, anything. You pulled on your restraints stupidly and he started to stare into your eyes as he laughed.

“Patience is a virtue, little one. Also, resistance is futile at this point” he said as he grabbed your thighs with a bit more power.

“You sure are taking your time staring at someone too curvy for your taste” you bit back at him.

He spanked your thigh. Hard.

“No talking back. And that’s a line I use on every potential match I meet. I enjoy the reactions and can get a sense of what to expect from someone based on that. Now can we move on from that or are you going to bring it up again and not get fucked at all?” he asked you sternly.

You stayed silent and he started to shake his head.

“Use your words and answer me now” he told you as he started to look through the box that was now next to him on the bed.

“I won’t bring it up again” you said and he stared at you.

Not good enough. You knew better than that.

“I won’t bring it up again, sir” you tried again and he hummed, satisfied.

“Good girl” he said and took out a small vibrator from the box.

“Let’s keep having fun, yeah little one?”

“Yes, sir”

He turned on the vibrator and started to move it up your legs as he leaned down to kiss you again. 

He pushed the vibrator against your clit through your panties and you moaned loudly into his mouth.

He started to kiss your neck and leave hickies as he increased the power on the vibrator. He pushed the palm of his hand against your pussy and trapped the vibrator between your clit and his hand. 

You were getting louder now, your breaths were shallow and you were starting to get closer and closer to the edge. 

“You sound so good, baby girl. Hmm I knew you would the moment I looked at you” he said and you were dripping now. Panties ruined and about to reach your peak and he completely removed himself and the vibrator from you and you sighed.

“Holding your complaints. What a good girl” he told you as he turned off the vibrator and placed it next to him.

“Open your eyes and look at me” he told you and you obeyed.

He grabbed your pussy and started massaging your clit slowly.

“You’re gonna be a good girl and take a few more of those. I’m gonna taste you now. You’re fucking dripping. I bet you taste phenomenal” he told you as he started to take off your panties.

Orgasm denial is not your strength but it seems that’s the game to play tonight and if you play right, you might get a very good reward. You will do your fucking best.

After taking off your panties, he moved up to pull your bra up and started sucking your tits. He kept leaving hickies everywhere which you would need to worry about tomorrow when trying to hide them but definitely wouldn’t worry about them now.

You kept humming and you wanted to touch him so bad. You hated these restraints right now.

He moved down your body and started to eat you out. He focused on your clit at first. Sucking, licking, biting while both of his hands massaged your tits and pinched your nipples. 

You were moaning so loudly now. This felt incredible. Not enough to make you cum but enough to make you want him desperately. 

You pulled on your restraints again.

He lifted his head and smiled at you.

“Stop pulling on those or they will leave a mark. Use your words, baby girl. Tell me what you want from me and I might just give it to you” he told you as he kept pinching and twisting your nipples.

“Need more, sir. Please” you asked in your best begging voice. Fuck this was getting you wetter.

“Tell me exactly what you want, little one” he told you and started to kiss your clit.

“Your fingers, please, sir. I need your fingers” you sounded desperate but you didn’t care.

“Good girl” he said and started to finger you while his mouth focused on your clit.

His other hand now moved from your tit to your neck and he tentatively squeezed you. He looked back at you to see your reaction.

“Green, green, sir. Green” you told him and he laughed into your pussy.

He started to choke you harder and kept eating you out and fingering you. You were so fucking close again. You tried pretending like you weren’t close but he was inside you and could feel you starting to squeeze his fingers a little too hard and he pulled back completely from you.

“Fuck” you had let out and he spanked your thigh hard three times.

“You’ll take everything I give you and thank me for it, understood?” he asked, now massaging the place on your thigh he had just spanked.

“Y..Yes, sir… Sorry, sir…” you said as your breathing was evening out.

He moved away from you and got up from the bed. You stared at him and started to worry at first but then realized he was just removing the rest of his clothing.

After he removed the remaining pieces of clothes, you stared at him. He was hard and he truly was beautiful from head to toe. Even his dick was gorgeous. Perfect size and just staring at you. You started salivating and he gave you a short laugh.

Sehun joined you on the bed again and started to rub the tip of his cock in your folds. You started to move your hips with him and you were both panting now. He was also getting impatient, you could tell.

He sat back on his heels and leaned over to get the vibrator again. He turned it on and placed it on your clit on the lowest setting. He again trapped the vibrator between his hand and your clit and applied pressure.

With his other hand he started to stroke his cock and he kept staring at you.

Your moans were increasing again. With each orgasm he denies you, you get more and more sensitive and desperate to cum. He just started this third round and you are already getting desperate and getting close.

“Getting desperate, baby girl? You’re being so good, just a bit longer, I promise” he told you and as he finished his sentence he moved his cock closer to your pussy and pushed just the head against your hole.

Your breath hitched. Fuck, you really need him to fuck you. Bad. No more games.You need him now.

“Please… Please, sir… I’m so close…” you said and you looked between your bodies where he was holding his cock barely against your hole.

He leaned down to bite on one of your nipples and you started getting louder again and he removed himself from you completely. Again.

You were breathing really fast and started to whine and he leaned into your ear to praise your efforts. 

He did this exact same torture two more times. No one had ever denied you 5 times in a row. You were losing your mind and you were starting to lose your patience but at the same time he had made you feel like no one else had. Addicted. Desperate. You wanted to keep going. You wanted to continue getting praise. You wanted to be his good girl. His baby girl. 

He leaned his forehead in yours now and just whispered ‘so good’ over and over again. You could tell this was exactly what he was looking for too and you wanted to keep going.

He closed the box next to him and put it on the floor next to the bed. He reached back up to you and started to remove the silk restraints from you and you started to get excited.

“You were so good for me. You get to touch now” he said.

“Finally” you whispered and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss him. 

You kept kissing for a while and moaning with your naked bodies intertwined and suddenly he pulled away.

He moved to the nightstand to get the condoms and started to roll one on his dick as you stared at him and licked your lips. 

He got closer to you and flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach. He grabbed a pillow and placed it under your stomach to lift your ass up and he started to move his cock up and down your pussy again.

He spanked your ass and entered you without any warning. You were so wet and he had tortured you for so long that it was easy for him to just move into you until he bottomed out.

He didn’t give you any more warnings and he started to pound into you from behind. One of his hands was holding your hip and the other was pulling your hair and head back.

Fuck, you knew you weren’t gonna last and he seemed to be in the same both as you. 

“Touch yourself for me, little one” he told you and you moved your hand down to your clit and you knew you would soon be done.

You were being loud and so was he. Grunting and moaning and his movements started getting sloppier and you started getting closer and closer. He spanked you one last time and that drove you over the edge and you came with a cry of his name.

You kept moaning and your vision went white. This had been the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had. 

You were still coming down from your orgasm and he bit down on your shoulder and spilled into the condom. 

He was holding himself up with one arm, half laying on you while the both of you recovered. 

You started to fall asleep. You were so absolutely satisfied but completely exhausted. You felt Sehun get up and when he came back he was not letting you sleep in peace.

“Come on, little one. Don’t get bratty on me now. Let’s take a shower and then you can sleep, okay?”

You grumbled and turned away from him. 

He spanked you again. This time lightly in comparison to the spanks from before.

“Move, lazy girl” he laughed as he told you.

You got up and you both showered and got back into bed. 

“In case it’s not clear, I’m staying over. Might fall asleep in the Uber if I leave now” you told him as you started to feel cozy and warm in his bed.

“Of course, Y/N. I wasn’t going to kick you out after that. I’m not a complete asshole” he said as he also started to get comfortable.

“Hmm… No ‘Y/N’ in here. Don’t ruin in” you told him and he huffed a laugh.

“Deal, little one. I’m assuming I meet your criteria and we can do this regularly then?” he asked you and you barely heard him as you were already starting to drift off to sleep.

“Yes, sir. Absolutely. Let’s talk tomorrow. I’m sleepy” you told him and you don’t remember if he answered since you fell asleep almost instantly.

You woke up the next morning and it was all good. Nothing was awkward. Sehun tried offering you breakfast but you told him you needed to go to get ready for a friend’s birthday brunch. You exchanged phone numbers and the deal was on.

It was great finally having someone you could do this regularly with who wanted the same thing as you. Sure, you had been wrong before but Sehun seemed different. He was like you. This time, there would be no hidden feelings and no complications, no. You would simply hang out when you needed to relieve some tension and that was it.

You had talked a few times over text which generally would be against your rules but he immediately told you ‘don’t overthink it, I think we’re really similar and I think you’re cool so I want to be friends and we can keep both things separate if it makes you feel better’. And it did make you feel better. He was a great guy. Funny. And you shared the same sense of humor so being friends with him was easy and you both knew there was no secret intentions behind this friendship or your deal.

Unfortunately, the only thing that had happened between you two in the next week was those text messages. He had been very busy with some company-wide situation and you were also busy getting ready for the final presentation of your deal to one of our clients. And, tonight you had the final company party of the year to announce the goals for the rest of this quarter and next year’s goals.

You and Blake arrived together at the party since neither of you wanted to drive, you chose to take an Uber together.

The party looked great. As usual. The board spared no expenses in order to make you all feel a part of something real and meaningful. You were grateful. This has been the first job where you felt happy and content with management and your growth in the company.

You and Blake sit at your table and thank fuck you were seated at the same table. Just because you were overall happy with the company, doesn’t mean there weren’t some bad apples in the company that you definitely did not want to sit next to and have to deal with all night.

You started to hear a really loud laugh. It was a funny laugh at first and made you laugh yourself but you started to get annoyed. You just had to have the table by the loudest most annoying laugh in the room. Of course.

You turned around to check out who was the culprit. You had to know in order to avoid them next time you were in this situation.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. Oh Sehun. Of course. Why was his laugh this loud? For what reason? And the way he switched between his loud laugh and an absolute resting bitch face was something to marvel at for sure.

But… Why was he here? You were confused. You had never seen him at any company-wide party before. And you absolutely had never heard this laugh before, you would have remembered it. Had you missed him completely before? 

It seemed you had stared a bit too long at him and he sensed it because now he was looking at you and lifting his class up to signal he saw you. You lifted a brow at him, rolled your eyes and turned away from him.

“Did Sehun always work for this company? How have I never seen him before and why would you tell me to fuck him? You know I don’t like to dip my pen in the company ink…” you asked Blake when most of your table was gone.

“Because I knew you two would get along and I knew you would immediately tell me no if you knew he worked at the company. Pretty obvious, actually” they answered you.

“Besides, he is so high up in the chain you won’t ever see him around anyways. I’m actually surprised he’s here tonight. There’s always some excuse for him not to make it” they added.

“Great. I’m fucking one of my bosses, Wonderful. Thanks!” you said to Blake sarcastically.

“You’re welcome aaaaaand he’s coming this way so I’m gonna go. Have fun, be safe!” they told you before they got up and left.

“Hey, Y/N. Sorry for the surprise. Didn’t want to ruin a good thing” he said as he sat down in Blake’s now empty seat.

“You chose right. Had I known, this would never have happened and that would be unfortunate wouldn’t it?” you asked as you started to flirt with him. 

You needed him badly and now that he was here, you needed to make your intentions very clear about how you want tonight to end.

“Meet me at the entrance at 11:30. Don’t be late” he told you and left to go back to his table.

The night seemed to go by very, very slow, more so now that you knew what awaited you after you left. You were pretending to hear whatever one of your very boring colleagues was trying to tell you about but you were lost in your thoughts and you didn’t even notice his hand touching your arm. 

As soon as you noticed, you flinched and backed away from him. You ended up telling him off completely. He shouldn’t have tried to touch you without your consent and if he tried anything else with you, HR would be hearing all of this. 

You got up and were walking to the bathroom when someone grabbed your elbow and pulled you closer.

“It’s me. Quite the show with your colleague. I should fire him just for even looking at you” Sehun growled in your ear.

“You shouldn’t surprise people this way either. Almost elbowed you in the ribs. And I can defend myself. He already got an earful” you told him.

“Let’s go now before someone else decides to touch what’s mine” he told you and started to move towards the entrance.

“What’s yours? That deal is off outside the bedroom, Sehun” you told him as you followed him out the venue, 

“No, it isn’t. I told you. I don’t like sharing. That’s my hard limit. And you want to start fucking up now? Already? Fine. I’ll fucking show you tonight then” he told you as he turned around and got very close to your lips.

This was the second time he was driving you both to his apartment. This time, however, he was in a very different mood. His resting bitch face was out and he was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white.

This was going to be a very interesting night.

He parked the car in the garage and before you could open the door to get out he spoke up.

“Here’s the code to my apartment. Get in. Strip down completely and wait for me on the bed. Don’t speak. Go. Now.”

You said nothing and started making your way up. You were very wet already. Why was he so sexy when he got like this? ‘Fucking unfair’ you thought.

You got into the apartment and quickly took off all your clothes and moved to sit on the bed. You didn’t know how long he was going to take but you didn’t want to risk it. It already seemed like you would be in for a very long night,you didn’t need to make this any worse for yourself. 

As you were finishing your thoughts, he walked through the bedroom door and didn’t say a word. He took off all his clothes except his underwear and moved to his closet. You already knew what he was going to get but right now you couldn’t decide if you should be excited or scared.

He placed the box on the bed and stared at you. He looked you over from head to toe and his face had such intensity… Excited. You were definitely excited. Being scared has disappeared from your mind completely.

“Move up. No fucking touching for you again. Not until you learn” he told and you gulped.

You moved up on the bed as he told you to.

“I didn’t know that applied outside of the bedroom. You mentioned sharing in that sense, I didn’t know you meant outside of it. And, I didn’t want him to touch me. He did it without my consent. I wasn’t paying attention, I was–”

“It doesn’t matter. Pay attention next time. Don’t want to have to sit there and watch that. Even if it isn’t welcome. Now that you know that it applies to in and outside of the bedroom, I’m going to give you an out. If you take it, we are done. With the deal, I mean. If you don’t take it, I expect you to take care of what’s mine when I’m not around” he told you as he started to take the silk restraints out of the box.

Usually possessiveness was not something that you enjoyed but to be fair, you get it. You wouldn’t want to share him with anyone either. 

“I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t know. I’ll be better from now on. Promise” you told him and looked straight into his eyes so he knew you meant it.

He started to restrain your hands against his headboard and you just stared at him. He wasn’t going to be nice tonight, you know that much.

“Safeword?” he asked after he was satisfied with the restrains on your wrists.

“Colors, sir” you said as you started to lay down. 

As soon as your head hit the pillow, he climbed over you and started to kiss you. Shit, you had forgotten how good of a kisser he was. You could just kiss him for hours like this. You were starting to moan and he bit your lip hard and moved away from you.

“This is a punishment. Your enjoyment doesn’t matter tonight, understood?” he asked you and you nodded and agreed. You figured as much.

He moved to the box and pulled out nipple clamps. This was new for you. You had never tried this before. Your nipples were very sensitive so you weren’t sure how this was going to feel but you wanted to find out.

He looked over at you and raised his brow at you. You knew what he was silently asking you.

“Green, sir” you said and he nodded.

He started to massage your breasts and kiss you again.

And as soon as you forgot what he was holding in his hands, he clamped one of your nipples and you gasped. He started to kiss you again and kept massaging your breasts and he surprised you again with the other clamp. It felt different. Painful but pleasurable at the same time. Difficult to describe, but you knew you were getting wetter.

He placed a kiss on each of your breasts and took the small vibrator out of the box. He turned it on to the highest setting and smirked. Oh. You get it now. He’s going to try and push you to your limit. You gulped.

He looked over at you and slapped your pussy. So hard. You almost came right then. You were being stimulated in ways you’ve never had been before and it was all overwhelming in the best way. 

He got up, took his underwear off and got back on the bed. He was kneeling between your legs and started to run his hands up and down your legs while he stared at your pussy.

“You’re pretty everywhere, you know that?” he asked as he kept staring at your pussy.

“Thank you, sir. You are too” you said as you stared right back at him.

He took the vibrator and placed it on your clit. In the highest setting. He trapped it between his hand and your clit and you knew this move by heart now. Except this time, you don’t think he will deny you your orgasm. You have a feeling he is going with the other end of the spectrum. 

He leaned over and started kissing your neck. He began pushing the vibrator against your clit harder and then softer. He was alternating rhythms constantly and you were losing it already.

You started to pant and moan so loud and he could tell you were close and before you knew it, you came. 

He didn’t move his hand away, not even a little bit. He kept the vibrator right against your clit and didn’t even give you time to recover from your high.

“Sensitive, please… Wait a bit, sir, please” you begged.

“No. Take it. Silently. I only wanna hear you moan or say my name. No complaining or it gets worse” he warned you.

You started to whine but you pushed through. You wanted to be good for him. Desperately.

He leaned back on his heels and kept pressing the vibrator onto your clit. With his other hand he started to massage your breasts softly and you hissed. 

“Fuck…” you heard him curse almost in a whisper. He was already getting affected too.

He stopped massaging your breasts and started to stroke his cock with his free hand while pressing the vibrator against your clit and he started the abuse on your clit again by alternating the pressure. 

He kept stroking his cock and removed the vibrator from your clit. He now placed it on your hole and kept pushing it in for a few seconds and taking it out until you could only feel the vibrations against your hole.

Fuck, this was a new kind of torture. You wanted to touch him, you wanted to be the one stroking his cock. You started to stare at his cock and you were whining now.

“Next time be good and you might be the one doing this” he told you and you looked up.

He kept this pace with the vibrator in and out of your pussy entrance. With his other hand, he stopped stroking his cock and placed his fingers on your clit. He started to do figure eights on your clit and you knew you were going to be gone soon.

A few more strokes like this and you were over the edge again. You could feel yourself dripping and your pussy hole kept clenching around nothing now that he moved the vibrator away.

He again gave you no time to recover and pushed the vibrator back to your clit. His other hand went to your hole and he started to finger you. Two fingers at first and quickly he added a third and started an aggressive pace that had you seeing stars. 

Soon enough, you were close again and you started moaning again very loudly. You were never this loud before. Tears were flowing down your face and as you came a third time.

As you were coming down from your high, he removed his hands and vibrator from you and unclamped both your nipples. He started to massage your breasts and as the blood flow came back to your nipple, you started to wail. You had never felt anything like this before. Your orgasm had been amplified like never before. Your eyes were shut and you kept panting and moaning and whining.

Sehun was now whispering in your ear words you haven’t heard all night.

“Such a good girl. My baby girl. You’re so good. You’re so good to me. We’re almost done. Almost done. Promise” he continued praising and reassuring you.

Once you opened your eyes, you could see he was staring down at you and he had a worried look on his face.

“Color, little one?”

“Green, sir… G..Green” you said weakly but you didn’t want him to stop. He had to fuck you.

“Please, keep going. Fuck me, sir… Please… I need it” you were begging.

“Shhh… I will, little one. Remember your colors and tell me if it’s too much” he told you before he started to hold his cock by your entrance.

Much like last time, he grabbed a condom and pushed in, easily. He started to thrust hard against you. He set a very fast and hard pace. He was reaching places inside you you didn’t think was possible.

He leaned back a bit, lifted your hip with one hand and pushed down on your stomach with his other hand. In this position and with his hand pushing down on you, he was hitting your g-spot constantly and so fucking hard. It was only a matter of time.

The hand that was holding your hip moved to your clit and as soon as he pinched your clit you came again. You were squeezing his cock so hard, it was hard for him to move inside you but he kept going.

“One more. One more, little one…” he said as he was nearing his end as well.

He placed both your legs on his shoulder and he continued pounding into you. 

He grabbed one of your tits and started to pinch your nipple and with his free hand he again pushed down on your clit. It wasn’t long before you came again and he finished a few seconds after you.

You don’t remember much after that. You were so exhausted. You needed to sleep and after making sure you were okay and releasing your wrists from the headboard, he let you rest.

You woke up in his bed and he was already up and was scrolling on his phone.

“Let’s do this exclusively, yeah? I’m not sure if you planned to see other people, but I meant it with the ‘no sharing’. You’re too good for that” he told you, eyes still facing his phone.

“I didn’t plan on seeing anyone else. No sharing it is. Exclusive deal but still the same deal” you told him, now moving off of the bed to go shower.

“Of course. Same deal” he told you as he lifted his head from his phone and smiled at you.

You were reminded to thank Blake later. 

Not only have they found you a good friend, but also your perfect dom.

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Wind in my hair | Oh Sehun x fem!Reader AU

Summary: you're trying to study for your last exam but Sehun has other ideas. He uses his powers to distract you.

A/N: this is an EXO AU where Sehun has powers, as if he's some sort of alien. This is completely fictional, not based in real life.

Warning: nothing.

Also, English isn't my first language, sorry if there are mistakes and thanks for reading!

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The soft wind moved the curtain in front of you, delicately brushing your arm in a tender caress. Without taking your eyes off your notes, you moved your arm and slapped the fabric away as you tried not to lose track of what you were studying. Only one more exam and you would be free, that’s what you repeated in your mind to keep yourself motivated. 

Suddenly, the curtain hit you in the face, blinding you for a moment, all the previous tenderness of its movements gone. With a sigh, you pushed it aside and stared at the window to check if it was open. But no, it was still closed, just like you had left it before starting with your study session. 

Then, you turned around in your chair and faced your boyfriend Sehun. He was lying on your bed, smiling at you. Clearly, he was having a great time as he messed with your patience. 

“Stop it, Sehun. You’re not letting me study,” you complained. 

He put a hand over his chest and feigned surprise. “Me?” he asked innocently, although he seemed to be fighting a smile back. “I’m not letting you study?”

You nodded. 

It was him who had been moving the curtain all along, thanks to his wind controlling powers, whatever they were. You still didn’t fully understand the nature of his powers or his own existence, he came from another planet. So, technically, Sehun wasn’t human, and he wasn’t the only one. 

You didn’t care about him being an alien, as you liked to call it. What worried you was the fact that he and the others were the good guys, at least in theory, but there were also bad ones. Sehun refused to talk about them and you tried not to think about it most of the time. More than once he had promised you that he would keep you safe and you trusted him, you knew that he could be really powerful. 

It was a pity that right now he was using his power to piss you off. 

“Sehun, I need to pass this exam.”

“And? What am I supposed to be doing?” 

His faked innocence was starting to be replaced by a mischievous smile. It made you roll your eyes. Without any more words, you turned back to the desk and focused again on your notes. 

“You know exactly what you’re doing,” you murmured after a while. “Just leave me alone for a couple hours, I’m not asking for anything more than that,” you said, resting your face on one hand. 

He seemed to accept it, little did you know that he wasn’t going to stop that easily. 

-

You had lost count of how many deep breaths you had been taking in order to stay calm. It was impossible to tell by now. You were quite proud of yourself though, considering that you hadn’t stabbed him with a pencil yet, with the constant wind ruffling your hair, blowing it into your face and moving your notes around, of course not allowing you to study.

With a deep sigh, you took the elastic band that you always wore on your wrist and tied your hair up in a messy bun. It didn’t solve the problem because then, the wind increased, causing your notes to fall all over the floor. 

Sehun’s laugh could be heard behind you. 

Since you were so fed up already, you grabbed the first pen that you could find and turned around fast, throwing it at Sehun’s head. The pen hit him in the face. Under normal circumstances, he would have been able to avoid it without any difficulty, he was an alien after all, but he was so distracted laughing at you that he didn’t move away in time. Well deserved, you thought. 

He covered his face with his hands as he let out a soft cry. “Ouch,” he said, rolling onto his side.

After a few seconds, you got up and approached him. It wasn’t your intention to hurt him, you were just tired and frustrated. 

“Sehun, let me see,” you murmured softly, sitting next to him on the bed. You placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to make him turn so you could see his face. “I didn’t mean to hit you hard but I have a really good aim, what can I do?” you joked. 

He didn’t seem to find the joke funny. Instead, he made a sound that sounded like a hurt little puppy. This made you frown, what if you had hurt him for real?

"Sehun, take your hands away, let me see."

He removed his hands slowly but you couldn’t see anything because suddenly he moved so fast. Before you could realize, you were lying on the bed, with Sehun on top of you. A big smile was present on his face as his hands pressed your wrists against the mattress.

"You're an idiot, you know that? I was really worried."

Sehun laughed and brought his face closer to yours to kiss you but in the last moment you turned your face to the side, so his lips connected to your jaw instead of your mouth. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked in a low voice, nuzzling your neck with the tip of his nose before starting to leave a trail of small kisses that made you shiver under him.

"Oh really? What’s wrong?" You asked back, mocking his words and raising an eyebrow as you looked at him. As much as you wanted him right now, you had other priorities. "Now is not the time. Let me finish studying and then we can do whatever we want, or continue this. Alright?”

He released your wrists but didn’t let you go, still laying on top of you, now resting his head on your chest where he could feel your heart beating fast. After a few minutes in which your breathing became one, you started stroking his hair. It felt very soft between your fingers and smelled like your favourite shampoo from the last time he showered at your place. 

“You’ve been studying all day, I’m bored of waiting. You don’t let me talk, or make the slightest noise, or play video games, or listen to music…” he listed, mumbling.

You could feel the vibrations of his vocal chords against your chest, it was kind of calming.

“This exam is important to me, Sehun. Also, you can do all those things out of here, you don’t have to stay in the same room as me.”

He raised his head and looked at you with a frown. “But I want to be with you,” he confessed. 

This time, when he leaned in searching for your mouth, you didn’t turn your face away. The kiss was long and slow, without rushing. When your lips parted, you took the opportunity to take Sehun’s face in your hands, stroking his cheekbones with your thumbs. He stared at you, mesmerised. 

"An hour," you said. "That's all I need. Stop acting like a brat for an hour and when I'm done we'll do something together."

He seemed to hesitate, but finally he dropped to his side, freeing you from his weight. “Fine, an hour.”

You stood up from the bed, feeling cold without his warmth, and stared at the mess of notes scattered all over the floor with your hands on your hips. From the corner of your eye, you saw Sehun lying back on the bed with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed at the ankles. He looked as relaxed as always.

A gust of air made the papers move until they were arranged in a small pile at your feet. You bent down to pick them up and smiled at him. Sehun winked at you. He could be a pain in the ass sometimes but you couldn’t deny that since he came into your life nothing had been the same. 

You loved him like no one else, and couldn’t help but dread the day he’d be gone. After all, he didn’t belong on this Earth.

#sehun #exo sehun #sehun x reader #oh sehun #exo fanfic #alien!sehun #oh sehun fanfic #wind in my hair #powers au #sehun x fem!reader #exo #sehun fluff #oh sehun x reader #exol #sehun x you #sehun oneshot #exo imagine

[hobicomeholla29]

Slumber - One Shot - OSH

Pairing: Businessman! Sehun x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count:1.4k

Warnings: none

Rating: PG-13

A/N: As always, this was reviewed and edited in the middle of the night lol so please bear with me if you see any mistakes or typos.

Summary: Sehun is always traveling and you're both, for the most part, used to it, but there is always the craving for each other that never goes away.

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When did you fall asleep? You couldn’t recall… not even the feeling of sleepiness registered in your memories, yet consciousness returning to you is what reminded you of your current state.

At some point last night, you had fallen asleep while waiting for your fiancé to return.

You hoped to stay up until his arrival, yet the weight of the day’s events had quickly sold you out to tiredness without your consent.

This business trip had been one of the longest ones he’s ever had, and it had been announced out of the blue too.

Not sure of how long it had been since you’d fallen asleep, all you could now focus on was the warmth that embraced your entire being. You wanted to think that the fluffy white duvet you bought two months ago was to thank for the pleasant feeling, yet you didn’t have the energy to go clear your doubts.

Even though sleep was nice, something within you fought for awakening, your mind reaching towards the present with urgency.

Your senses were overwhelmed as they perceived everything a little bit clearer than before, capturing the low hum of the A/C that almost lulled you back into Morpheus’ lair.

Soft peppering on your shoulder kept you in the now, an easy pattern forming on your skin. Shoulders, back, neck and repeat, a delicious feeling that engulfed your senses to the max of its capacities.

You sighed in contentment as goosebumps rose, covering the areas receiving such sensual ministrations. You involuntarily shivered and your toes curled in the process, you were sure that the rays of sunlight on your body couldn’t have caused all this havoc.  

In the back of your mind, a reminder played, since you fell asleep without notice, you had slept with your hair untied, which meant that the braids you had gotten done were probably all messy now, it was a bummer that after such a long time, he would have to see you with your hair in such state.

Unconscious of your actions, you felt some type of guilt and rose a hand over your head to pat down the possible loose strands of curly hair, however, something else occupied the spot as if sensing your thought process before you could act. The haze of sleep kept you confused about your surroundings, but you were certain that the sensation was of a warm palm stroking your hair.

It felt nice...safe and the caress caused your body to move on its own, your head nudging the warmness above it.

A sound similar to a deep chuckle came from behind you, a rumble that reverberated from your back through the rest of your body, that’s when you really started to awaken.

The warmth that surrounded you came in the shape of a strong arm around your waist, a gentle hand accompanying it as it caressed your stomach in an up and down motion.

The humming of the A/C was not alone, as a raspy voice accompanied it to lull you back to sleep.

And then you realized that the peppering sensation came from soft lips, lips that left trails of warm kisses on your skin, lips that brought you to your senses, lips that only meant one thing…

With newfound energy from your non-planned nap and a strong will to see who you hoped for so long, you turned your body around in his embrace, just as you felt him throw his long leg over your body.

"You're home" was all you could form, grogginess from sleep seeping into your voice, but you needed to know if this was real or if you were still in dreamland.

"I am" He stated, as he once again ran a hand over your unruly hair. The hoarseness of his voice telling you that he had probably been asleep too.

He absentmindedly played with your hair, and it brought back memories of when he had confessed that he loved your curls. Even when they were uncontrollable due to encounters with pillows, he knew how much you stressed over getting your hair done, but to him it was just as  beautiful when you’d just let it be.

Eyes still closed, you buried your face in his chest and he chuckled once more at your cute reaction. You could hear the deep rumble coming directly from his chest, fully awake now, you could enjoy the sound much more.

"I missed you too baby" he said as he kissed your temple and caressed your sides. "Wanna go have breakfast together?" he asked hopefully.

The moment he had landed, he wanted to do everything with you, for you. You had offered to pick him up, but he couldn’t do that to you, not when his flight landed at 3am, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see you fast and do everything slow, just so it would last.

You ran his question through your mind for a minute, balancing out being here or there, yet the answer was simple, you wanted to enjoy him just a bit more, just you two, no one around and no distractions.

"No..." With the amount of time you took to finish your answer, he probably thought you had fallen asleep again do you answered "I wanna stay here in bed...cuddling…with you" You were mumbling now, closer to sleep than you had thought, but he knew, you were always a bit of a sleepyhead.

"Ok" he said sweetly, caressing your cheek, wishing you would open your eyes just for a second, to see the sparkling brown orbs he’d missed so much.

It had been a long time since he'd been able to see your face to face, work keeping him away from you for far too long.

Wanting to be a little selfish, for just a few seconds, he nudged your nose with his in an attempt to get your attention a bit longer. And just before he gave up and gave into your wants, as he wished for so hard, your sleepy eyes opened, only for him to cherish.

You stared at him in confusion, a small pout playing on your lips as well, his eyes scanned over your face, studying every detail he had missed for so long.

He inched closer to your face and kissed your temple at first, then moved to your eyelids to check if so he could get his fill of you, but he still wasn’t satisfied, and he wasn’t able to hold back, so he pressed his lips to yours and they were as soft as you remembered them, sweet in flavor, they made it easy for you return his affection.

Your hands found their way to his chest, relishing the feeling of finally having him under your fingers. You missed him so much, your actions weren’t yours anymore and as his tongue parted your lips effortlessly, you both sighed in content, putting all your built-up emotions in this moment. It was slow, languid, and filled with passion, he didn’t have to be away from you now.

He held your neck to keep you in place, enjoying you like it was the first time.

He pulled away shortly after, a smile on his lips. He didn’t want to wake you to the point where you wouldn't be able to get back to your slumber, so he settled for caressing your curls once more, but not before planting a final kiss on your forehead.

His eyes bore into yours, pure adoration for you in them. He lied to himself, he did want keep you awake and savor every waking moment with you before he had to leave once more, but he had to endure for now, since his reward for these short hurtful times apart would be much better. He would be able to wake up to you like this every day, take care of you like you deserved, he would fulfill that desire, no doubts about it. Just a couple more trips overseas and he’ll be able to give you the world, he promised.

"I love you" he said to your now droopy eyes.

"I love you too, Sehun" you mumbled before giving in to sleep. This was happiness, you were his happiness… but for now he had to wait until you were awake to shower you with his love, so for the time being, he wrapped both of you under the white duvet and let you both surrendered to slumber in each other’s embrace.

“Good night baby”

#sehun x reader #oh sehun x reader #exo x reader #exo fluff #sehun fluff #oh sehun fleff #sehun scenario #exo fic #sehun fic #oh sehun fic #exo scenario #exo fanfic #sehun fanfic #exo fanfiction #sehun fanfiction #oh sehun fanfiction #sehun x woc #sehun x poc #exo x poc #exo x woc

[shawol-poser]

K-Idol Kareshii Comic!

I suddenly had this idea based on this one kuroko no basuke karashii comic I saw and wondered--

If I made something similar for SHINee and EXO (since those are the only groups I'm actively stanning), would any of you be interested?

For those who don't know, "Kareshii" means, "boyfriend" so this genre of comic refers to portraying the experience one would have as this character's boyfriend! The theme would most likely be more on the fluff side since I probably wouldn't be comfortable doing something too suggestive lol.

Naturally, it would be in a cartoony/anime style, (for convenience, but mostly to make the viewers and myself feel somewhat okay reading it) but yeah!

I think it'll be slightly more fun for me to draw than to write too!

#shinee #exo #shinee x reader #exo x reader #shinee key x reader #kim kibum x reader #shinee minho x reader #shinee taemin x reader #shinee onew x reader #lee jinki x reader #xiumin x reader #kim minseok x reader #suho x reader #kim junmyeon x reader #park chanyeol x reader #byun baekhyun x reader #do kyungsoo x reader #kai x reader #kim jongin x reader #oh sehun x reader

[exouniverse]

Seasons - Moodboard • Sehun x gn!reader

#happy sehun day #sehun moodboard #sehun x reader #sehun fanfic #oh sehun x reader #oh sehun moodboard #happy birthday sehun #sehun fanfiction #sehun fluff #oh sehun fluff #sehun x you #oh sehun x you #oh sehun fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo fluff #exo fanfic #sehun #oh sehun #exo sehun #fic moodboard #moodboard #exo

[froggyfics]

Sehun/Oh Sehun Masterlist

Note: I am no longer writing for this fandom.

Fluff = 💚

Angst = 🧪

Smut = 🍉

When He Call You Stupid - Part I 💚🧪

When He Call You Stupid - Part II 💚🧪

#exo #oh sehun #oh sehun x reader #sehun x reader

[serenity-lattes]

A = angst

F = fluff

M = mature themes, 14+, not smut

Reader is non-descriptive unless stated otherwise.

If it doesn’t have a link, it isn’t posted yet.

NOTE: NO LONGER WRITING FOR THIS FANDOM

Jung Hoseok

• Go Eat Slugs

One Shot: Hufflepuff!Hoseok x Slytherin!Reader (F) One sided enemies to lovers. Hoseok just wants to go to the Yule Ball with Reader, but they have deemed him their arch nemesis.

Byun Baekhyun

• For You

Drabble: Baekhyun x Reader (F) Established Relationship. Baekhyun is discharged from his military service and Reader is there to greet him with flowers.

Oh Sehun

•  Tender Loving Care

One Shot: Sehun x Doctor!Reader (F) Sehun hurts himself and ends up in the ER, but he might be finding excuses to come back to see the really pretty doctor. Do they agree to go on a date with him or not?

Park Chanyeol

• Good Night

Drabble: Chanyeol x Reader (F) Chanyeol can’t fall asleep until Reader comes to bed and reads to him.

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#bts fanfction #exo fanfiction #kim seokjin x reader #kim namjoon x reader #min yoongi x reader #jung hoseok x reader #park jimin x reader #kim taehyung x reader #park chanyeol x reader #byun baekhyun x reader #do kyungsoo x reader #oh sehun x reader #kim jongin x reader #luhan x reader #kim junmyeon x reader #kim minseok x reader #zhang yixing x reader

[jongbross]

So after finding out that Sehun prefers to sleep shirtless with only his pants on (info from the Cream Soda live stream btw), I have the urge to know how it would be to lay down on his chest and fall asleep. You know, for science.

absolutely the best

i mean, as i said before, i don't think sehun is THAT into cuddles

but let's say it has been a rough couple of days for the two of you

or he had just made love to you

then you can be sure that sehun will be the one to pull you to his chest, gentle hand guiding your face to lay down on it

you lay down on the right side, spreading your hand on the left side so you can feel his heartbeat

sehun is naturally calm, so it doesn't surprise you when you feel how rhythmic, steady his heartbeat is

he doesn't feel the urge to speak but, if you do he will talk to you about anything pretty much

but he does feel the urge to touch you, so his fingers will be brushing your arm up and down, lightly caressing your skin to soothe you

sehun might also be at his phone, either playing a silly little game or scrolling through his apps

tease him about his score on the game and he will pinch you and whine at you

when he feels you're falling asleep though, he drops everything and turn all of his senses to you

he keeps caressing your arm, but now he pulls you a little bit closer

sehun smiles while looking down at you before closing his eyes

he pays extra attention to the way your breathing hits his skin and how you softly grabs his waist when you move on your sleep

it's just peaceful and so domestic, idk

sehun makes a little prayer before going to sleep himself, thanking whoever is taking care of him for bringing you into his life

#exo headcanons #exo #exo imagines #oh sehun x reader #oh sehun x you #oh sehun imagines #oh sehun headcanons #sehun x reader #sehun x you #sehun headcanons #sehun imagines #exo sehun #oh sehun #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines

[papermatisse]

Oasis || O.SH (V)

♔ pairing: superhero!sehun x f!reader

♔ genre: fluff, angst, crack

♔ word count: 7.5k

♔ warnings: paranoia, violence

♔ synopsis: EXO: the nine member superhero gang protecting the city of Exodus. For years, they've done just that. A sudden turn of events leads them all stressed, confused, and paranoid beyond belief. A paranoia which could either lead them to answers or turn them against one another— turn them against their city.

♔ (a/n): okay I've learned my lesson and made this one significantly shorter lol. hopefully you like it! (also not proofread so apologies if there's loads of typos)

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Sehun stared at the table before him, his eyes discreetly tracing the lines of the wood, following their trail ingrained in the smooth surface, so entirely fixated on their existence as if hoping they'd lead him away from the hell he was forced to endure right then and there. More specifically, his own personal hell of Junmyeon ranting and raving of his paranoid delusions to the rest of them. Under the guise of an essential briefing regarding the happenings of their current case, Junmyeon continued to explain his findings, point by point, agonizingly digging into details which just weren't there.

He alternated between various forms of data.

A bulletin board shrouded by a dense layer of photos, sticky notes, and strewn about pages, red lines connecting each thought into another through what should have been a seamless transition, yet instead felt frantic and manic almost as Junmyeon ran from one end of the board to another.

A PowerPoint of his information, condensed into a readily available format for the others to supposedly read, though everyone merely looked to one another in concern. Concern for their leader, who was unraveling quicker than they could have ever predicted.

There was this fire in his eyes, though not of passion. The brown of his eyes instead contained the uncontrollable aspects of fire. That potential for disaster as it spread, snagging anything in its reach and infecting it with that perilous rage, that heat which could ruin anything with a single touch.

Straying from Junmyeon's inflamed eyes, Sehun instead looked to the empty seat across from him. The seat which was once designated for Chanyeol. After their last battle, he hadn't since heard from the fire bending hero. As if having disappeared the moment he left those doors. He attempted to reach out to him, though only ever received a voiceless response, merely observing the fact that Chanyeol had read his messages.

And Junmyeon didn't seem to care one bit. Hadn't even acknowledged the fact that Chanyeol showed up to fight with them. It was a devastating devolution that Sehun could only watch from afar. Watch as his friend became consumed by those flames of insanity imbibed in his darkened gaze.

"The funeral homes have shown an increase in crematory submissions, including those of loved ones who have just recently passed, though also in returnees who request their loved ones' remains be cremated." Junmyeon clicked to the next slide of his PowerPoint, showing a list of numbers that seemed almost gibberish to Sehun after being locked in this dark abyss of a meeting room for over an hour. "So there has been a significant drop in burials these coming days, as well as a decreased population of bodies at the cemetery itself. Necromancer will have a more difficult time accumulating an army with these precautions."

Sehun lazily glanced around the room once more. Baekhyun was asleep, leant against his hand in a way that it looked as if he were staring at the screen, with luckily his back facing Junmyeon. Jongdae was close behind, heavy bags weighing down beneath his eyes as he fought against his lids adamant on closing. Minseok and Yixing watched the screen, though Minseok had this dull haze over his eyes, as if he wasn't taking in anything. Kyungsoo stared at a wall while Jongin stared at Kyungsoo, both completely and conspicuously zoned out, though neither could care less if Junmyeon were to scold them. Either way, nobody was fully present in the room with Junmyeon.

"Though we do have to talk to the city regarding bodies past 50 years. Minseok, if you could get on that, that'd be great." Minseok nodded, though again, Sehun could see he wasn't paying attention in the slightest. "We've also been monitoring the traffic to and from Exodus, looking for any concerning consistencies, so I'll get back to this once I have finished conducting the research and have got my findings.

"And with that, you are all dismissed," the screen went black, a reprieve for Sehun's eyes as he attempted to blink away the words imprinted in his vision. Baekhyun was jostled awake by Kyungsoo shaking his chair, alerting him that it had ended as everyone had begun standing. "Please keep your devices at the ready so you know when next to reconvene, understood?"

"Yes, captain." They all muttered, an unintentional yet unavoidable drowsiness laced in each of their voices. Though if Junmyeon noticed, he didn't comment on it, instead merely heading out first and leaving the others to their own devices.

"I don't think I can handle another meeting like this for the next year." Jongdae quietly groaned, rubbing his eyes from their exhaustion.

"It's too much." Jongin agreed. "With work in our daily lives, training sessions everyday, and the unexpected battles every other week, the last thing we need are meetings to drain us even more."

"I don't know, it's not so bad." Baekhyun commented with a smile. "I don't remember the last time I had such an efficient power nap."

"I'm going to leave you sleeping next time," Kyungsoo threatened, turning to leave the room as Baekhyun whined behind him.

Sehun followed after, as drained as he could be and only wanting the warmth and comfort which came with home. Washing away the torment of the day, eating a nice home cooked meal, watching something to distract him from the events in his life, all with (y/n) right by his side.

Returning to her at the end of the day felt so incredibly mundane. The way his heart would sing to him as he opened her door, seeing her curled up in a bundle of blankets. Her eyes would all but light up as they met his own, sparkling with that familiar glint, mirthful as she would amble over to him, a blanket still draped over her shoulders. She'd hug him, wrapping him in not only her undying love, but also the warmth she'd imbibe into the sheet around them both. She would be so gentle with him, combing her fingers through his hair as he told her about his day. She listened so intently to him, comforted him through his troubles or celebrated with him during his triumphs.

And yet she was so terribly reticent in every aspect of the word.

(y/n) was outspoken, courageous, unafraid of whatever she held an opinion on, yet at the same time held a torrent of secrets. Secrets with which it seemed she revolved her life around.

Like the synchronous rotation of the moon, Sehun was only ever able to see what she showed him. What she allowed him to see.

It was painful. On multiple occasions, he could very clearly see how she struggled with keeping this guise to her. He could see the panic in her eyes when he'd question something, when he'd notice something.

Yet what else could he do?

Love was blind, and he willingly chose to fall into that narrative.

He could see the fear in her eyes when he'd begin prying into her personal affairs, though he'd pretend he didn't.

He'd watch as she skirted around topics and he'd merely follow her conversational lead.

He'd live in that blissful ignorance if it only meant he'd keep her beside him.

Walking into his apartment only served as a reminder to this, a confirmation to his self deluded acceptance of everything she was.

"Sehun!" (y/n) called out, appearing from his kitchen with an apron wrapped around her bodice.

Her eyes shone with mirth, this wholly genuine smile spread across her face as she met Sehun with a hug, greeting him after his long, strenuous day. Holding her seemed to melt away his tension, dissolve those anxieties riddled within his frenzied mind. She served as an amenity in his dark world, the living embodiment of a security blanket, if you will. All things wrong seemed to fade away as she patted his back, swaying to and fro as if in a silent waltz with him.

Deep down, he wanted to believe his heart. He wanted to believe in the sincerity he felt towards her. How could something which felt so right be wrong in any way? How could such safety, such love, such comfort, be false? His head screamed at him, alarms blaring, red flags waving. All signs pointed to her being disloyal, holding back secrets which could very well be fatal to him—or even to Exodus.

Yet his heart yearned for this danger, quelling his otherwise consuming suspicions. He allowed himself to fall victim to her ambiguity, the potential peril he may be walking himself into. As if he were condemning himself to this treacherous fate, exchanging his life, his happiness, his sanity, all for but an ounce of her love.

As she carted him into the kitchen, presenting her dinner she had worked tirelessly on to perfect for him, beaming up at him expectantly whilst waiting for his validation, he couldn't find it in himself to regret his decision. He couldn't find it in himself to tear himself away from her.

He showered her in his love, soaking in her every giggle as he praised her valiant culinary efforts.

He listened as she regaled him with the tale of her dinner, savoring her every word much like every bite of his food. The undeniable effort she put into her every exploit left his heart swelled with adoration, never having been loved in such a way.

Every sense of doubt seemed to dissolve as the two washed up afterwards, clearing the kitchen before migrating to the comfort of her apartment.

"Thank you." Sehun spoke softly, voice barely above a whisper as the two laid in the dark of her bedroom. The moon shone a light blue glow within the room, shadows casting across her face, outlining the visage of her being. His fingers stroked down the side of her face running along the planes of her facade, feeling the rise of her cheeks as she smiled at him.

"For what?"

For loving him the way she did. For keeping him in her life when she could have so much better—when she deserves so much better. For bringing him such joy, such vibrancy, in his once dull life. For ruining his heart so that no other could ever fill the barren cavity the way she did.

For giving him a life he never could have dreamt about, though now could never live without.

"For dinner." He responded. (y/n) snorted, shoulders shaking with silent laughter at Sehun's gruff, succinct answer.

"You've made dinner every night while I've shadowed you. I was just showing what your apprentice has learned." Now it was Sehun's turn to laugh, a fond chuckle as he shuffled closer to her.

At this point, his vision had adjusted to the dim room, and he could faintly make out the details which made up her face. Her eyes shimmered in the deep dusk, sparkling back at him like light upon the ocean. Her lips were curled into a gentle grin, as if its default when around him. The sight itself brought a smile to his face, his lips twitching at the corners as he soaked in her everything.

A comfortable silence settled over the two, merely looking at one another, basking in their shared warmth. Sehun felt so close to her, as if their souls themselves were as intertwined as their limbs beneath the blankets. As if he couldn't possibly get any closer to her, yet still yearned to fill that supposedly nonexistent space. To absolutely infiltrate any and all barriers between them until they were one.

And that thought seemed to linger with him even as his eyes slid shut, (y/n) tucked alongside him while he drifted off into sleep. That though he feels so connected to her, so integrated with her being, those pockets of empty space he wanted so desperately to eliminate would forever remain there. As long as she's got her guard up, Sehun can never truly be as close to her as he wanted.

Sehun's eyes shot open, his body immediately going stiff as he surveyed his surroundings. His eyes darted to and fro about the room. The windows were still shut, as was the door. The moon still gazed upon the lovers, once sleeping peacefully, though now one of the two was wide awake and alert. Everything seemed to be in place, though he knew something was off. He could feel it.

The shift in the air, somehow disturbed, somehow unfamiliar to him. It wasn't from the bedroom.

He shifted his attention back to the door, softening his breathing so he could hear. Hear the rats which had crept into their serenity.

Sehun unraveled himself from (y/n), carefully as to not stir her awake, though keeping his eyes trained on the bedroom's entry. His steps were light, using his wind to soften each and every move of his, to not make his presence known to the assailants lurking outside. Once he was at the door, he could hear them so much more clearly.

Their hushed whispers, their strides throughout her apartment, the rustling of her items as they scavenged her belongings. He could even hear the wind outside, the window which they used to sneak in wide open.

They were reckless, practically idiotic. Amateur home invaders if anything. So Sehun hadn't felt any form of fear as he opened the door, quietly stepping out and down the hall, into the main area of the apartment where he came face to face with the two figures.

One was in her kitchen, rifling through her cupboards. The other was at her bookshelf, pushing aside her delicate trinkets haphazardly. Neither were destructive in their ways, nor seeming to have hostile intentions. They didn't even look like they were here for valuable items.

They were looking, searching for some thing or another.

The dark figure by the bookshelf turned away from his objective, seemingly coming up empty and about to search elsewhere, until he froze in his spot, staring at Sehun who all but glared back at him. Though that initial shock seemed to dissipate, the silhouette's body loosening of its tension and instead quirking his head to the side.

"Se–" Sehun's hand shot up, silencing the man's voice by seizing the air of his lungs. The figure at first stilled, though soon the panic settled in as he began clawing at his throat, suffocating in the middle of the room.

"Did you say some–" The other emerged from the kitchen only to meet the same fate, Sehun raising his other hand and ceasing his airways as well.

And slowly, almost tauntingly, Sehun began dragging them closer to him, with nothing but the toes of their shoes skimming the floor. He grasped the necks of both of them, glowering down at them as he easily towered over the two. Still having control of their lungs, he pressed his fingers into their throats, setting them into an even bigger panic as they began squirming in his deathly grip.

All humanity in Sehun practically disappeared as he watched their struggle gradually weaken, falling deeper and deeper into unconsciousness. That is until he felt taps along his wrist. Rapid in their sequence, though nevertheless weak, as if merely trying to get his attention. But that sequence, two in quick succession, garnered Sehun's attention. Like the perpetrator was… tapping out? As if they were sparring?

Sehun released them, softening their falls so as to not make noise. To keep (y/n) asleep as the two began gasping for air. Sehun wanted to shut them up at that very moment, each heave causing him to flinch from the intensity, though he understood, as they were practically on death's doorstep seconds prior.

Nevertheless, Sehun grasped both of them by their collars, dragging them pitilessly across the floor and away from the bedroom.

"Sehun, it's us," one huffed out, coughing as the collar Sehun held dug into his esophagus.

This time, he froze. His eyes widened for a moment, hearing his name come out of their mouth. His mind went blank as this unnerving feeling crept up his spine, unsure of what to make of the situation.

He shook off his surprise, tossing the men onto the living room couch, allowing them a brief break to catch their breaths.

"Who's us?" Sehun asked, his voice laced with venom. He kept his arms at his side, his fingers itching to get rid of the scum before him already.

"Jongdae…" The other wheezed. "... And Baekhyun."

Sehun's eye twitched, his jaw clenched with broiling rage as he leant forward, grasping the masks and yanking them off their faces. Jongdae hissed, as Sehun had managed to snag some hair, while Baekhyun whined at having his neck jostled from the movement.

"What the hell do you two think you're doing here?" Sehun growled.

"We should be asking you—" Baekhyun insisted, voice raising until Sehun took control of his lungs again, silencing the boy. Jongdae shoved at Sehun's leg.

"Dude, stop that."

"Then stop yelling. And answer my questions." He released Baekhyun, crossing his arms over his chest to show his disarmament. "What are you doing in my girlfriend's apartment?"

Baekhyun stared up at Sehun in disbelief, his brows stitched together as he processed the words just spoken. Jongdae was in a similar state, his jaw hanging loosely at the news. Both were so visibly startled by the information that Sehun's resolve somewhat cracked, now as equally confused as them.

"This is your girlfriend's apartment?" Jongdae glanced around, as if looking for the person in question.

"Yes. So now follow up question. What are you doing breaking into just anyone's apartment?"

The two looked at one another, though Sehun wasn't having any of it. He didn't want them to try and make up some cover up in the moment. He raised his arms, about to use his powers again until Baekhyun spoke up.

"Okay, look, we were sent on a secret mission by Junmyeon."

Sehun grimaced at this, brows furrowed in confusion.

Secret mission from Junmyeon?

"Why would Junmyeon…" He trailed off, his thoughts too frenzied to make any sense of this. Why would Junmyeon break into someone's home? Why would he send the others to do that? Why (y/n)?

"This is our main suspect's apartment, Sehun." Jongdae whispered, as if seeing all of the uncertainty in his eyes. All of the hesitation that had him spiraling into this route of overthinking.

"I… I don't…" Sehun dropped his hands from where they hovered in the air, his eyes meeting the plush rug beneath him. "Why… What does (y/n)... have to do with any of this?"

"We really don't know." Baekhyun went to stand up, cautious at first, though upon seeing Sehun still silently contemplating to himself, he continued forth, carefully wrapping an arm around his younger. Sehun could feel Baekhyun's wariness with approaching him, as he nearly did kill him, though still appreciated the support given, allowing Baekhyun to gently pat his back. "We were just told to look for anything suspicious."

"Junmyeon received the traffic reports." Sehun turned his attention to the other of the two, rubbing his neck still from Sehun's assault. "She's left the city before every battle. It's been going on for months."

Sehun's thoughts came back to him. Memories of (y/n) being so defensive, so secretive, in everything she did. Only ever telling him bare minimum details, or just merely avoiding conversion entirely. But he never pushed. He didn't want to pressure her. He didn't want her to feel obligated to tell him anything she was uncomfortable with. He never pried.

He just waited. He waited for her to eventually open up to him. To eventually trust him enough to finally let him hear those thoughts which plagued her mind on a near daily basis. To share her burdens, help her carry that weight she seemed to always hold.

Maybe she never had any intention of doing any such thing. Maybe she had always meant to keep a distance between the two. To keep her private affairs from him, as if he were any different to them. As if only ever showing him one side of her, never the other.

That anxiety within him crept to the forefront of his mind, worries now poking at his head. Regrets, that he should've pushed some. He should've asked more questions. He should've been more curious. He shouldn't have accepted her pitiful excuses.

Though the one thought that remained. The one consistency he couldn't refute in his mind.

He didn't regret meeting her. He didn't regret getting close to her. He didn't regret baring his soul to her while she hid hers away.

He was so terribly in love with her. He knew he did this to himself. He's the one who chose blissful ignorance.

The space between them felt as if it were widening, her secrets prying her away from him, and no matter how desperately he seemed to grasp at her, she only grew further. Like everything he worked for, the time he spent patiently waiting for her barricades to crumble, was all for naught, as she simply rebuilt with an even stronger fortification. This barren space which left him feeling almost empty.

Jongdae gasped, eyes zeroed in on the hallway across from them. His fear drew the others' attention, causing them to all look in that general direction with equal shock.

Standing there was (y/n), eyes gazing at the bunch of boys staring back at her. Sehun was moments away from breaking off into nonsensical explanation, but caught himself beforehand, raising his hand and pressing his finger to his lips to keep the boys silent.

"She's sleepwalking." The dull glaze of her eyes, the uncharacteristic monotonous facade across her face, how completely unresponsive she was to the situation. Sehun was familiar with it. "She does this occasionally. It's fine. Just stay quiet."

As if her vision were based on movement, they all stood there like statues, watching as she slowly turned away from the fiasco and over to her coffee table—the only thing separating her from them.

She crouched on the ground, blindly reaching underneath before pulling out a leather bound notebook. The cover was worn and aged, as if having gone through years of use. The sight somewhat perplexed Sehun, as he had never seen such a thing before.

Reaching under again, she retrieved a pen. A simple ballpoint pen you'd find at any convenience store.

The boys remained where they were, Baekhyun and Jongdae afraid of alerting her of their presence while Sehun merely stood in utter confusion.

Then, she opened the book, slowly and meticulously flipping through each page. Baekhyun slapped his hand over his mouth to silence the gasp which came to him, Jongdae leaning forward on the couch to get a better look at the dark images scratched across every sheet. The moonlight which once seemed ethereal almost now casted this ominous glow across (y/n) and her notebook.

Her notebook filled with drawings of their battles.

Each page she flipped to was another graphic depiction of a battle. From the very start of their careers, as if forcing them on a harrowing walk through memory lane, a journey that none of the three wanted to go through, yet couldn't help but keep their eyes on the book.

The images were detailed, as if looking at monochrome stills of each fight. Each page was curved and warped, bearing the consequences of her relentless scribbling. Yet one consistency they couldn't help but acknowledge was the fact that each page seemed to become darker and darker, more ink splattered onto the pages as their battles grew in intensity.

She then got to the next blank page, and without a moment more to spare, began drawing. It was in an almost violent manner, the tip of the pen practically stabbing into the parchment beneath her. Every movement was jarring yet precise, able to create those vivid images they had witnessed just seconds prior. If there was any doubt before on who the artist of this suspiciously demented notebook was, she managed to clear it all away, confirming she was the hand which created them.

As time slowly passed, with only their breaths and the sounds of her pen scratching against the paper filling the air, Sehun felt his heart sink more and more into the pit of his stomach. He felt like a prisoner, cemented where he was, forced to watch as his beloved (y/n) created this horrific scene before his eyes. Something of nightmares. Nightmares which he fears may come true.

Finally, she stopped.

She dropped her pen unceremoniously onto the page before suddenly going limp, falling backwards towards the hard floor, that is until Sehun softened her fall, causing her to lay upon the rug beneath her, fast asleep and unharmed.

He rushed over to (y/n), gently gathering her body into his arms, cradling her against him as terror began to gnaw away at his sanity. His eyes were shaky as he watched Baekhyun tentatively grab the book, his expression matching Sehun's, and even Jongdae's, who still remained rooted on the couch.

"This isn't good." Baekhyun muttered, his brows curved in fear as he analyzed the page. He dropped it back onto the coffee table, though Sehun looked away. He didn't want to see it again. He didn't want to be reminded of it.

A landscape of corpses, dead and undead, littered across the entirety of the city. An entire mob of zombies, so densely packed against one another that the floor beneath was hidden from sight. And above this army of the dead, their commander in chief: Necromancer. Hovering overhead, barely distinguishable from his soldiers scattered below. His eyes were sunken, darkness enshrouding every feature of his face. His bones seemed to protrude from malnourishment, a sharpness to his facade akin to that of a skull. And he resided above all of the dead, leading them into bedlam.

"We need to take this to Junmyeon and–"

"No." Sehun interrupted Baekhyun, his voice weak and broken, yet still loud enough in the silence of the night to be heard by his two cohorts, who stared back at him bewildered. "Please."

"Sehun, you need to understand she's a danger to society." Jongdae leaned forward, grabbing the notebook and holding it out to him, though he recoiled from it, repulsed by its presence. "For all we know, she could be the one behind it all, the mastermind Junmyeon's been searching for."

Sehun remained quiet, attempting to blink away the tears in his vision, yet his efforts only seemed to accelerate their descent, the drops cascading down his face and collecting at his chin. He looked down at the sleeping body beneath him, her expression lax and peaceful, almost angelic. An ironic circumstance considering how sinister her art from before was.

"She's all I have." His voice was barely above a whisper, fighting against the lump in his throat which seized at his words. His hand rose to her face, thumb softly stroking her cheek. He knew they were right. He knew she was dangerous. He knew she couldn't be trusted. Yet once again, his heart seemed to work against his better judgement. Even with such incriminating evidence before him, he still seemed to refuse abandoning her, refused straying from her side. He pulled her closer to him, softly sniffling as that ridiculous heart of his gently beat for (y/n) alone. "Please. Don't take her from me."

Another silence settled over the group, Sehun merely clinging to (y/n) as if his life depended on it, Baekhyun and Jongdae off to the side deliberating on what to do.

"Alright." Baekhyun began. Sehun glanced over to his elder, watching as he softly closed the book. "We'll keep it secret for now."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Jongdae stood up with a sigh. "This break in wasn't fair. Junmyeon is getting out of hand. I also wouldn't have been able to find that had she not pulled it out."

"But Sehun," Baekhyun began, crouching down to eye level with the boy. "Find out the truth." He pointed to the sleeping body in Sehun's arms. "Talk to her. Prove us wrong." He stood up once more, watching as Jongdae closed the notebook, tucking it back under the coffee table. "I'm giving you until the end of the week. If you don't give us her alibi, I'm coming back and submitting her notebook as evidence." They began walking back towards the window, tugging their masks on once as they went. Baekhyun climbed out onto the fire escape first, though before Jongdae could follow, he glanced back at Sehun.

"You have all of my trust, Sehun. You're my brother, you know that? So prove our suspicions wrong." And with that, the two heroes disappeared into the night, leaving Sehun alone with who he once believed to be his soulmate, though now was as disconnected as they could ever be.

The cool breeze of the open window brushed against his face, as if his element were attempting to comfort him, though to no avail. He solemnly stared down at (y/n), tears still sliding down his face in a relentless barrage.

He had never felt so much space between them.

After carrying the two of them back to bed, Sehun couldn't sleep. He merely laid there, watching as the sun began to bleed into the atmosphere, seeping into the room through the windows, blanketing them in a gentle warmth which on any other day would have ensured Sehun slept in, yet hadn't affected him in the slightest now.

Watching (y/n) sleep was harrowing, as he hadn't known who he was holding.

Was he holding his other half? The girl who captured his heart and soul, ensnared his affections with her silly quirks and tenderness? The one who had taught him what living life truly meant? Who infused his being with this infectious joy that had brightened his world from its dreary former shell? That turbulent ocean which he seemed to get lost in whenever she graced him with her presence?

Or was he instead holding a villain. The one he had sworn to capture at all costs. The mass murderer who has killed so many without batting an eye, has tormented EXO until their minds ran only on trauma and paranoia, united all of their other villains to conspire against the city and wrought havoc upon the citizens.

It all seemed to weigh down upon him, this dread that clenched at his heart and churned the contents of his stomach. Left him wary, cautious of (y/n) and her intentions. Left him doubting the one he loved so dearly. It was a damning fate, to lose such trust for someone. His heart and mind were conflicted, as dissonant as he was with (y/n) presently.

Yet as she opened her eyes, her lashes softly fluttering up at him with this blithe grin to her, Sehun felt his internal clash quell, that tension which seemed imbibed in every fiber of his being dissolving away, becoming nothing more than mush in her arms as she pressed kisses to whatever skin she could reach. His collarbones, his neck, his jaw, his ears, his cheeks, his nose, before finally pressing a small peck to his lips.

"Good morning." She muttered into his shoulder, burrowing herself like she had the night before. Her voice seemed to relieve his anxieties, a cure to his late night maladies. It had felt like an eternity since he last heard her, last looked into her eyes. What a long, torturous night.

"Good morning." He responded, hugging her to him. She was so warm, so loving. Her touch was delicate, as if afraid she'd hurt him, holding him as if he were a precious doll. It felt nice to be so cared for, yet he couldn't help but laugh at how gentle she was being with him.

She pulled away from his chest, the drowsiness having faded away from her vision, and she could now get a good look at Sehun, as well as the dark bags beneath his tired eyes.

"Baby, what's wrong!" (y/n) sat up immediately, hovering over Sehun as her thumbs stroked the signs of exhaustion weighing down upon his face. "What happened? Did you not sleep well?"

He met her gaze sleepily, his mind fuzzy with the conflicting thoughts within his head. He wanted so desperately to ask her. Ask her about the book. About why she leaves before every battle. About why she won't talk to him. About her connection to all of this. He wanted to shake the answers out, grab her by the shoulders and demand she be honest with him for once.

But the way she held him, carding her fingers through his dark locks, instilling that exhaustion that had seemed to escape him the entire night back into his person, lulling him to sleep with her gentle concern—he couldn't find it in himself to come forward. He couldn't put his foot down. He couldn't deny his heart that affection it yearned for, the way she cradled him against her so tenderly. He couldn't help but to sink further in her embrace, to savor what he could, to thrive in the moment for as long as life would allow him to.

He had fallen asleep. A dreamless sleep which felt so quick, yet judging from (y/n)'s repositioning, her back now pressed against the wall with Sehun lying between her legs, his head resting on her stomach, he assumed he was out for a while. Yet she didn't mind, merely greeting him once more with this adoring giggle, leaning down to shower him in kisses once more.

He was so happy. She made him so happy. What kind of cruel fate is this? Why would life want to torture him every second of every day? Just as he had begun enjoying the world around him, no longer swamped by the darkness of his anxieties and the fears of his everyday. As if he were not allowed to be content.

The morning was slow and lazy, the two reluctantly dragging themselves out of bed, abandoning everything to retreat to her kitchen for food. As Sehun cooked, (y/n) sat off to the side, watching him with her head in her hands.

"How did you sleep?" He found himself asking, keeping his voice steady so as to not alarm her. She hummed in thought.

"I had another nightmare." (y/n) responded. He paused in his cooking, recalling the other times she's woken up in the morning with nightmares. He recalled every sleepwalking moment of hers, how she'd disappear from the room for a few minutes before coming back as casually as ever. And he never noticed anything awry. Yet now, everything felt so obvious. As if he's finally putting together the puzzle of her life that she's offered him. So many pieces were still missing though. "But I always feel much better whenever I wake up with you by my side!"

He smiled, that familiar bubbly warmth in his chest resurfacing as he peeked at her. She seemed happy, just sitting there on her own, twiddling her thumbs peacefully.

"You get nightmares a lot."

"More often than I'd like, yeah." She sighed.

He remained quiet, plating their food and presenting it to her. Their conversation seemed to end as they ate breakfast silently, that comfortable silence that always seemed to follow the two once more making itself known. Yet Sehun continued.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date this weekend? More specifically, tomorrow?"

She froze, though only momentarily as she returned to her natural state, chewing her food as she seemed to deliberate his words.

"I actually can't, I'm so sorry." She pouted after swallowing. "I have to babysit my nephew this weekend. I'm actually supposed to be leaving today."

"Oh, this is news to me." Sehun's eyes studied her as she snickered absentmindedly, what would seem to just be a natural response to the situation, though seemed to be one rooted in nervousness now with the context of everything known to him.

"Yeah, I can't believe I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry. My mind is elsewhere."

"When did you find out? That you were to babysit?"

"Just this morning." Her response came so quickly that it startled the both of them, Sehun blinking in surprise as she returned to her food.

"While I was sleeping?"

"Yeah." He paused for a moment, just observing (y/n) as she ate. His heart ached at the prospect of how easily it came to her to lie to him. Even as he's confronting her at that moment, she still found herself refusing to tell the truth.

"Your phone is still on its charging port, (y/n)."

Her face blanked at this, eyes slowly raising to meet his own, filled with pain and betrayal. At first, she seemed stoic, as if still attempting to process the situation, to salvage whatever remained of her cover, yet recognition soon passed over her expression. Realization that Sehun knows. He knows she's lying. He knows every word that comes out of her mouth can't be trusted.

They remained in that silent stare off, (y/n)'s mind racing with what was to come next while Sehun just sat and waited. Waited to see what lies she'll tell next. He was already mentally preparing his comeback, laying out the cards in his deck as she still deliberated on her next move. Yet instead, she caught Sehun by surprise.

"I'm not cheating on you."

A beat of silence passed, before Sehun snorted, laughter sputtering out of his mouth as he leant forward onto the table.

"Sehun, I'm serious!" She whined, leaning over and tapping his arm, attempting to recapture his attention, though failing as he continued to laugh in disbelief.

"Sweetheart, I know you're not cheating on me." He finally sighed out, wiping the tears that had spring in his eyes. "I'm sorry, you caught me by surprise with that."

"I didn't know where this was headed. I didn't want you to worry about that." She stared down at her plate, frown setting in place, refusing to meet Sehun's eyes across from her.

"(y/n), I am worried, but not about you cheating on me." His head tilted to the side, hoping he'd be able to catch her eye from where she evaded him, though failed as she curled into herself even moreso. "What's going on, love? What can't you tell me?"

She bit at her bottom lip, her fingers nervously tugging at a stray strand dangling from her shorts. Sehun could only see the top of her head from where she hid away from him, evading his disappointed gaze. Disappointed that once more, she's avoiding him. Keeping things from him.

As much as he was losing trust in her, it felt as if she hadn't any in him.

And it hurt.

"I'm sorry." Her voice penetrated the tense atmosphere. This soft, shattered voice, cracking with each syllable, as if she could barely let it out in the first place. Yet through her saddened display, Sehun could hear something in her. A subtle note that seemed to trigger this awareness in him.

Fear.

Soon, it began to make sense. The constant evading, the incessant lying, the relentless hiding. She wasn't evading him. She wasn't hiding from him. At this point, he was beginning to accept that she wasn't even lying to him. He wasn't the one she feared. He wasn't the one triggering this response in her.

She was running away from something else.

"It's okay, baby." He found himself responding to her, almost absentmindedly from how natural it seemed to come to him. This resolve in his heart that somehow trumped the worries revolving in his head.

He stood from his chair, the legs scraping against the floor beneath it, causing her to flinch in timidity until she felt his warm hand atop her knee. Peeking over from where she tucked herself away, she could see Sehun now crouched beside her, gazing up at her with this undeniably adoring stare.

And in the midst of all of this chaos broiling between the two, this strife which seemed as if its sole purpose was to divide them, she could see this shimmer in his eyes.

This sparkle, familiar, yet at the same time so bizarrely unexpected given the circumstances.

Trust.

His arms slid up her thighs, hands now resting comfortably upon her lower back, though his eyes remained steadily on hers. As if having pulled the wool from his own eyes, everything seemed so terribly obvious now.

That fear which left her paralyzed in the moment, her gaze flickering across Sehun's face, trying to detect any sense of falsehood residing in him, yet coming up empty. Their foundation was initially unstable, as he was filled with doubts and speculation, though now remained as sturdy as ever.

"I trust you." She blinked confusedly, expression morphing into one flustered beyond belief as Sehun began smiling up at her. "I trust that you can handle things on your own. Though when things get hard for you, I trust that you'll come to me? That you'll tell me whenever you're ready. Because I'll always be here for you." Tears began brimming in her eyes as he tugged her closer to him. "No matter what, you can rely on me."

Perhaps he was a fool. Perhaps he was just a gullible buffoon who had fallen victim to the clever ploy of a sinister villain. A dunce who went weak at the mere flutter of some eyelashes, the quirk of a demure grin, the gentle kiss of a girl who had Sehun all but wrapped around her finger. He had to have been, as he retrieved that duffle bag once more from its familiar location stuffed in her hallway closet.

Once more at battle with reason and his feelings, all he could do was walk (y/n) down to her car, hand in hand as they stood in the elevator. Her head rested on his shoulder, her thumb softly stroking his skin. It was quiet between them, as if neither of the two knew exactly what to say. Perhaps the silence was what they needed. This comfortable, reassuring silence.

Language has never been, nor ever will be, a proper medium in conveying true emotion. The words they spoke only ever scraped the surface of their inner psyche. A tragedy in and of itself, that the only channel of communication they're able to use is practically redundant. This means of sharing thoughts, sharing feelings, sharing your life with another can be so diluted. As if "I love you" could ever truly depict what one feels in their heart.

And so Sehun embraced this silence. Warm in its nature, forgiving to those who can never wield the weapon of language to its full extent. He didn't know what he could say to (y/n). With so many thoughts swirling in his mind, words seemed to just fizzle into a messily strewn together discombobulation of nonsense. Yet the silence seemed to convey exactly what they wanted to say to one another.

Her steady breaths, now calmed after the initial panic in her apartment. The tender hold she had on his arm as she waited for the elevator doors to chime upon arrival to their destination on the first floor. The weight on her bag, slung over his other shoulder, was light. A subtle reminder that she only packed the necessities for her brief journey.

A reminder that she'll come back to him.

The internal conflict waged on, even as he waved her off, leaving him once more abandoned in the midst of their parking lot. He watched as her vehicle faded into the horizon, his heart seeming to ache the more distant she grew.

She was innocent. He knew this. Deep inside, he knew. Yet that silent doubt still persisted in its futile efforts, poking at his resolve almost teasingly as he retreated back to his own apartment. He could do nothing about it, though. Just ignore it as best he could.

A looming presence hung behind him, as if this overwhelmingly penetrative state upon him, watching him as he begrudgingly unlocked his door. Within her apartment, behind that wooden barrier keeping him away, lay that forsaken notebook with its worn binding and aged pages. That final image, the most recent of its contents, haunted him in the back of his mind, plagued whatever inner peace he had within him, left him anxious and wary of what was to come.

He hoped it would be nothing. He hoped time would prove their speculations on (y/n) wrong. Yet he knew. He knew his pleas fell upon deaf ears. He knew the inevitable was coming.

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Yoon Jeonghan

Untitled Request - 2.5k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / HpE - Happy Ending - established relationship, unprotected sex, tittie obsession post-partum and more warninge inside

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Oh Sehun

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❃How EXO acts around their crush❃

a/n: This is 10000% just for my own pleasure. I may have had this in my drafts for weeks... I am totally okay with all the Kyungsoo solo content and EXO ladder dropping. Totally. Super functional, delusional who?

ALSO to any EXO-L that are sharing Chen's LEAKED wedding photos. Please be respectful and either delete them or, at the very least, blur out his wife's face. Chen has gone to great lengths to safeguard her privacy, as she is not famous nor wants to be in the spotlight. Not to mention that there could be crazy sasaengs out there with ill intent. Sharing her info is basically doxing, and it is insane to me how many people shared these posts without much thought. Anyway, I needed to share my frustrations.

Xiumin/Minseok:

✾ He is a lot shyer than the other members; where most of EXO probably feels comfortable enough to act on their crushes, he is a bit more reserved. He wants to test the waters first, ascertaining whether the feeling is mutual. Whenever you are around and are talking to other people, he sits back silently, observing your reactions.

✾ Xiumin is smiling so widely around you that the other members worry that his muscles might start cramping up soon. The moment he sees you, his bubbly personality starts to really shine through, and sometimes you can't help but wonder whether this man truly is 33.

✾ That being said, from the moment that anyone offers Xiumin a couple of drinks, his confidence spikes, and he will start flirting with you. His flirting is still extremely sweet and cute; Xiumin can be incredibly charming when he wants to be.

Suho/Junmyeon

✾ He is such a gentleman around you, trying to make you feel at ease with his kind gestures. Whether it is him pulling back a chair or opening a door for you, he will do anything to make you feel like a princess.

✾ Being one of EXO's proud black card owners, he will casually buy you whatever you need. He keeps repeating that he wants to treat his friends when you try to interject. You can't completely refute it; he does spend a lot of money on the members. Yet, you can't help but feel like his gifts are slightly too expensive and excessive for 'just friends'.

✾ So. Many. Soft. Glances. Suho looks at you like you hung the moon and the stars; you catch him staring at you almost every time you look over. Conversations with him can, therefore, be a tad awkward. He doesn't always register what you are saying; he is so absorbed in watching you that he forgets to listen.

✾ The other members relentlessly tease him for it. If you don't catch on based on Suho's actions, you will definitely catch on due to his members' relentless teasing. Whenever he does anything remotely romantic around you, their faces light up like Christmas came early. The members are not subtle about it whatsoever, thoroughly enjoying putting their leader in a slightly uncomfortable position.

Baekhyun:

✾ The members didn't think it was possible, but Baekhyun somehow became louder. It is as if he wants to draw your attention simply by screaming, as he no longer has any volume control when you are around. Everyone can hear your conversation from across the room, and his laughter becomes borderline obnoxious as it overpowers any other sound.

✾ He is such a tease and a suggestive one at that. Considering he has no problem revealing intimate, not suitable to be aired on national TV, details about the members' bodies, he won't have any trouble suggestively flirting with you. Where Xiumin's pick-up lines are cute, Baekhyun's are far from it. Give this man some holy water, Jesus.

✾ He is so intense with his flirting that it sometimes crosses the line of sexy to parody, coming off as a joke. Baekyhyun has a very flirty personality and isn't above flirting with his friends. Even though he isn't subtle about his crush, he can accidentally fall into the "he flirts with everyone" category, making you question whether he genuinely likes you or is just being friendly.

✾ He really enjoys the chase when it comes to relationships. Thus, it will take him quite some time before he asks you out, simply because he likes the push-and-pull game.

Chanyeol

✾ There is nothing subtle about Mr. Park Chanyeol. The moment he sees someone he wants to date, he is going for it full steam ahead. Puppy Chanyeol is momentarily retired as he makes his way over to you; Chanyeol knows that he is handsome and sexy, and he is ready to show it to you. I hope you weren't interested in anyone else because the moment you return any of his interest, he will be flirting with you like there is no tomorrow.

✾ Internally, he is so excited to be talking to you, and sometimes, you will see glimpses of his cute puppy-like persona, especially once he feels like you are just as interested. Still, the words coming out of this man's mouth, Jesus part two. Please go and ask Baekyhun to pass the holy water.

✾ That being said, he will get embarrassed when the other members are around or slightly bashful when you return his flirting at full force. I don't think Chanyeol is used to anyone sharing his level of intensity, so once you do, he gets a bit flustered. He absolutely loves it, though. Your compliments got him grinning from ear to ear.

D.O./Kyungsoo

✾ Don't get me wrong, I adore this man to a delusional extent, but he is absolutely hopeless when it comes to communicating with his crush. He won't go anywhere near you if he can't help it; he prefers looking at you from afar. He is someone who favours being approached first over approaching you himself. It isn't that he doesn't want to talk to you; he simply isn't the type of person to initiate contact with his crush and tends to stay back when he can tell that someone else is interested, too. 

✾ Even if he finds himself near you, don't expect him to have a full-blown conversation with you. He already tends to be a man of little words, but when it comes to you, he is a man of not a single word. Being around you is enough to make him happy; he doesn't really need to have a deep conversation. 

✾ Nevertheless, his actions make more than up for it. He is such a gentleman, being the definition of preferential treatment. You don't have a chair to sit on? He will quietly offer you his. Your sweater got caught on something? He will silently help you get it out. Although he may not say much to you, he communicates his feelings through his actions. 

Kai/Jongin

✾ If you think Xiumin or Kyungsoo are shy, you have not yet met Kai with a crush. He turns into absolute mush the moment he sees you, giggling and blushing whenever you do as much as breathing. You can't even see him because he has resorted to hiding behind the other members, preferably Sehun or Chanyeol, as they are tall enough to obscure him completely.

✾ If he somehow musters up the courage to talk to you, good luck having it go anywhere because he can barely make it through a sentence without giggling. It is obvious to everyone around him that he is smitten with you; his laughs are awkwardly loud, and his eyes are literally shooting hearts.

✾ The moment he manages to ask you to dance, his shy demeanour completely changes. His movement… His expressions… The way he is smirking at you… Maybe you should go and ask Chanyeol whether there is anything left of the holy water he borrowed from Baekyhun.

Sehun

✾ He has one of two ways of acting around his crush: either he acts super bratty or becomes painfully shy. It depends on whether he has met and talked to you before. But, if you are complete strangers, he would be so quiet, hiding in the furthest corner he can find.

✾ He will pester the members to go over and collect as much information as they can about you. They will do it because he will whine the entire night about it if they don't and, repeat with me, what Sehun wants, Sehun gets. The members try to convince Sehun to go talk to you himself, but Sehun stubbornly refuses. Bro will be playing the Maknae card harder than he ever has in his entire life.

✾ In the end, he will drag Suho with him, trying to 'casually' strike up a conversation with you. The small talk is painful, and in all honesty, Suho, with his dad jokes, isn't helping in the slightest. At the very least, it provides the two of you with a new conversational topic: the teasing of Suho.

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#exo #exo reactions #exo scenarios #exo fanfic #xiumin #suho #baekhyun #chanyeol #d.o. #kai #sehun #kim minseok #kim junmyeon #byun baekhyun #park chanyeol #do kyungsoo #kim jongin #oh sehun #xiumin x reader #suho x reader #baekhyun x reader #chanyeol x reader #kyungsoo x reader #kai x reader #sehun x reader #chen #kim jongdae

[marshmallow-phd]

Genre: Regency Gothic AU

Pairing: EXO x Reader

Summary: A stormy night brought you to the manor in the middle of the woods. Nine strange men occupied its halls. They won't let you leave. A dangerous secret haunts this estate. Learning it might either be your saving grace or it could lead to the last breath you ever take.

Part: 1 I 2

**

Lightning lit up the thin curtains covering the two small windows on either side of the carriage. Thunder rumbled and you felt it deep within your chest. Tugging your silk cloak closer, you closed your eyes and prayed that the driver would get you through the storm. There was no one to comfort you, to reassure you that a little rain and noisy sky wouldn't delay your journey.

Your father had insisted you take your sister or even a friend, but the two day’s journey didn’t  seem consequential enough to need a companion. Besides, what would they have done once you arrived? Your elderly aunt had only asked for you. From what you could decipher from her letter, she needed you to be a companion as she traveled to the southernmost coastal town. Apparently, it was now the ultimate fashion to travel to for the summer. Just the idea of rolling waves made your stomach churn. But what was worse was who else would be there–

The carriage jolted to the right. You spread out your arms, only barely catching yourself from falling to the floor. No sane person would have endured such dangerous weather. This storm had come from nowhere. Skies blue and cloudless as you had ever seen bid you farewell in the late morning. Most of the day's journey had been uneventful. Then the joyful light faded. Thunder shook the walls of the carriage. Rain pounded on the roof. When would you reach the inn? Bile rose up in your throat, burning the sensitive tissue as the carriage continued to rock violently. The horses neighed over the sounds of the storm. 

The carriage shifted hard to the left. And kept falling. You slammed into the door, nearly opening it with the force. You didn't know what was happening. The floor was now the wall and the wall the floor. A downward momentum made it impossible to stand. Screams ripped at your throat.

Then it stopped. 

The rain continued to pour and the thunder roared on but the carriage was still. Your legs wobbled as you slowly stood. With your palms, you pushed open the door. The thin wooden panel clapped against the outside of the carriage. Immediately you were pounded by the storm. Large drops pelted your face, obscuring your vision. It was dark. You could tell that much. And there were trees. In every direction. 

You climbed out of the carriage, calling for the driver. Your feet slipped in the mud, but you managed to keep your balance–for now. The mud was thick and sticky as you trudged to the front of the carriage.

 No. No, no, no. Both of the horses were gone. And so was the driver. Somehow, the carriage had fallen down a hill or ravine. With a storm this terrible, you needed to get to higher ground or risk possibly being carried away–or drowning. Clawing and digging your hands and feet into the soaked dirt, you climbed the hard incline back to the road. 

Once you could make out the road, you called for the driver again. No answer. He was nowhere to be found. You needed to find shelter. The storm gave no promise of letting up. You wouldn't survive the night in this forest, even if you went back into the carriage. The only choice was to find sanctuary. You stared in the direction you believed you came from. Nothing but trees and darkness. You turned to the other choice. All the same–wait. 

There was something... when lightning brightened up the sky. Your heart began banging in your ears. Spires, towers. Not trees. It was some distance away, but it was shelter nonetheless. 

With near tears in your eyes, you picked up your skirts–your fingers numb from the cold–and hurried towards the castle that could be your saving grace. 

*****

The manor was calm tonight. Odd, considering the amount of bodies roaming around these haunted halls. Only the beautiful storm outside and Chanyeol's sorrowful melody from the piano broke the silence. Jongin had draped himself over one of the arm chairs as he inspected the wine mixture within his goblet. The taste was… adequate. The cellar would need replenishing soon.

In the corner, a rather lax game of cards covered the small, round table. Minseok smirked at his winning hand. The faded wooden chips with bits of white painted around the edges were piling up in front of Yixing, who leaned back carelessly, sure of his next win. Little did either of them know that the youngest among them had a little... trick his sleeve. As the quickest, Sehun had perfected sleight of hand long ago. None had caught him yet.

A fire roared, coaling the usually gray and brown room in flickering orange. With how close he stood near the fireplace, Kyungsoo's silhouette was visible through his loose shirt. He leaned his palms on the mantel and let the warmth of the flames engulf him. Warmth was all they could feel after all these years. It could be an addiction so strong it was tempting to throw himself into the fire. 

Junmyeon joined him at the fireplace, leaning his shoulders against the brick. The bite of the edge hardly registered in his mind. Pain of that measure... it was only a ghost that had nearly crossed over. 

“Such strong thoughts for a night like this.”

Kyungsoo didn’t look from the fire, but raised a questioning eyebrow in response. 

Junmyeon shrugged a single shoulder. “I can’t read minds, but it's obvious you're turning something over more times than a praying rock.”

“It's the same thoughts,” Kyungsoo murmured in his strange, monotone voice. “Always the same thoughts.”

“One day you will have to let it go,” Junmyeon sighed. “This is our existence now. And forever will be.”

“Acceptance of the present doesn’t erase the past.”

“But it does make the present more enjoyable.” The red liquid sloshed against the rim of the goblet as Jongin draped an arm over Kyungsoo’s shoulders. He wore a mischievous smile. A clear indicator of his true intention. 

Junmyeon shook his head. “We’re not going out tonight. There’s nothing out and about in this storm.” Hunting in these conditions would wield no trophies. Tomorrow would be a better night. 

“Jun’s no fun tonight,” Jongdae teased as he and Baekhyun emerged from the hallway. 

“If you want to go out in this mess,” Junmyeon waved towards the front door. “Be my guest. Just don’t you dare get mud on the rug–”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Help! Please! Help!”

Nine pairs of eyes snapped to the echoing sound. None moved. 

Bang! Bang! 

BANG!

One of the double doors burst open and a figure fell to the floor, landing on its knees and palms. It looked up. A flash of lightning illuminated the face.

The face of a beautiful young girl. 

*****

Your knees vibrated when they hit the wooden floor. Water fell from your loose hair that clung to your cheeks. The chances of  the door opening when you pushed on the handle had been low–yet the barrier that kept you victim to the storm fell open and you crashed downward with it. 

Greeting you in this strange hall were several men, their jaws hanging open in a mirror of your own surprise. More men appeared from a side parlor, curious as to who dared intrude on their evening. One, two, three–you counted nine total. Nine men. This was not ideal–a bit terrifying, really–but you didn't have a choice. The storm raged outside.

"P-please," you stammered past chattering teeth "The st-storm overturn-overturned the carriage.” 

The men stayed silent as they exchanged unreadable glances. One raised a questionable brow. 

"Jongdae, go run a bath," ordered the man closest to you. One of the shorter residents nodded and disappeared into the darkness that led into the rest of the manor. 

That's what this place was. A grand old manor, not a castle. Isolated. When you'd first run through the rusted iron gate, you'd feared it abandoned. A long dormant instinct whispered that you might have been better off if it had been. 

The first man approached, each motion slow, deliberate, and hauntingly graceful. He crouched down in front of you and captured your frightened stare. The fear in you began to melt away. He was… beautiful. Obsidian fell over his forehead in gentle waves. His tunic was of a fashion your grandfather would have worn. There was something strange about this man–all of these men. Something... different. 

"Let's get you warmed up." He held his hand out and you were up on your feet before you even realized your fingers were resting on his. "Don't worry," he murmured. "You're safe here. My name is Junmyeon." 

You nodded, somehow believing him, but unsure if you should. Through your violent chattering, you managed to stammer out your name in response. 

Bang! 

You jumped at the sudden noise. One of the other men had somehow appeared behind you to shut the door you'd fallen through. 

"Thank you, Yixing," the man beside you said. The one named Yixing nodded and then shifted his eyes to you. “Come.” A hand pressed into the space between your shoulder blades and guided you down the hall, leaving a trail of mud in your wake.

The man led you down several halls until you reached an unoccupied bedroom. Red blankets draped the oversized bed. Matching curtains hung limply from the canopy. All of the wood was a dark sort, rich in color but not quite welcoming like other, brighter woods. 

Jongdae emerged from another door on the other side of the bedroom. Steam rolled out after him as if it were following him for its next set of orders. “Anything else?” he asked drily. 

“No, thank you.”

Jongdae strolled the from the room without a glance either of you and closed the door behind him. Your breath hitched in your throat. The two of you were… alone. It wasn’t appropriate. It was…

You looked to the man still with you, fear causing your heart to pound painful against your chest. You tugged your cloak closer to you, but it was soaked from the rain. Shivers violently raced down your arms and spine. The man didn’t seem to notice as he walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out a long white cloth. 

“These should suffice for tonight.” He held up the cloth for you to see. A nightgown. An old one by the cut of it, though thankfully it hadn’t been devoured by moths or mice. “If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask.”

You nodded. “Thank you.” 

He visibly suppressed a laugh at your small voice and waved you into the adjoining bathroom. Taking the nightgown, you tried your best to avoid his gaze. You scurried inside and shut the door. 

*****

Junmyeon smirked at your mousy state. It was understandable why you were so frightened. The women of this period were warned of being alone with a man. And now you were alone with nine. 

Nine very dangerous men. 

The proper action for him to take was to leave your room now that you were safe inside the bathroom, but his feet didn’t move. Somehow, the storm had stranded you in their forest. What had happened to the driver, he wondered. Surely a gentlewoman such as yourself was not controlling the carriage. And yet, you were all alone. Circumstances were… ideal.

A small hiss echoed in the bathroom. It stretched out, along with the sound of sloshing water. Junmyeon frowned. 

Hm.

He stood there for a few minutes more, listening to you sigh as your skin grew used to the scalding water. The sound of soap scraping against skin reached his ears, followed by more sloshing water. Soon, you would be getting out of the tub. Time to leave. 

He emerged from the bedroom, careful to close the door as quietly as possible. Everyone had gathered out in the hallway since they were too curious about their visitor to go about their night. Junmyeon found Jongdae blending in with the cluster. He glared at him as he hissed, "The water was too hot." 

Jongdae merely shrugged. Why would he care about water possibly being too hot? It would never hurt him. 

On the opposite end of the group, Yixing cleared his throat. "What are we going to do with her?"

Junmyeon glanced at the door behind him. There was only one best option, for all their sakes. "Tomorrow morning, we will send her on her way." 

The eruption was instant. 

“Enough!”

In an instant, the hissing ceased. 

Baekhyun huffed and folded his arms against his chest, collapsing against the wall. Jongin scoffed. "Such a waste." 

“A waste that will keep this household from tearing itself apart,” Junmyeoun countered. It was an outcome none of them wanted. No one wanted to cause a fight, but resisting was difficult. The temptation was great. The quicker you left, the better off they would all be. 

"Do you really think it’ll end so well?" Minseok’s mocking comment hung in the air. Silent agreements rippled through the air. 

Junmyeon looked to Kyungsoo, whose answer was to look away. "No one touches her," he ordered. They all would try, he knew. But their strength would only get them so far. He stared down a few of them especially, so they knew he meant it.

Sehun pushed off the wall with a roll of his eyes. "Just get her out of here so I can get some peace." 

Junmyeon started to call after him but was interrupted by a soft thud from the room behind him. Confused, he opened the door to find you lying on the floor.

#exo #exo gothic au #exo vampire au #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo ot9 #exo x reader #exo x you #exo x fem!reader #suho #kim junmyeon #xiumin #zhang yixing #lay #kim jongdae #chen #byun baekhyun #park chanyeol #d.o. #doh kyungsoo #kim jongin #kai #sehun #oh sehun #A Manor of Shadow and Blood

[jonglo]

Hi💕 can i request a headcanon with Sehun just boyfriend things

Thanks

hi!! omg i've been wanting to do hc but i didn't know on who. also sorry it took awhile work has been beating my ass..

Sehun as your boyfriend !

Warnings: brief nsfw?? not explicit

where do I even start LMAOOO

I feel like he's the silent love type at the beginning but as the relationship continues he just can't contain it

like shy and just wanting to be near you to playful bickers and being a complete brat

he makes sure to get his way when asking you for anything.

but he will literally fold and do anything for you if you asked

the type to say no and do it anyway just to keep the "image"

you also turn into his target audience

anything to make you laugh

if hes with the members and they don't laugh at his joke. he will be telling you the story in full context just to end with the joke.

you also turn into his hitting target for when he laughs at his own jokes.

honestly i think he's the type to leave "i love you" for more intimate moments

like his texts always end with a care message rather an ily

if it's cold? "make sure to layer up"

if it's hot? "make sure to bring water"

traveling long distance? "be safe, tell me when you get there"

now this doesn't mean he doesn't say ily, its just he feels it shows more sincerity in person.

in person he definitely ends every sentence with i love you

it slips off the tongue always.

"you know i love you, right?" everyday

no literally, everyday.

so everyone knows he doesn't like sleeping alone... get ready for that.

hes always whining asking for you to come over and go to sleep with him

literally every night that you two aren't already together hes spam texting you.

you always end up coming over.

if you play with his hair while he sleeps, you are his soulmate.

omg and little pecks on his face

he's obsessed

as for dates

i feel like he prefers more of a "lets sit and make each other laugh" type of date.

or maybe just a casual lunch where you two just catch up on more intimate parts of your life.

just wants to show you everything

you are literally his personal hype person

oml god forbid you don't pay attention to him when he shows you something

the type to fake his own demise at that very second

if he shows you a picture of him, you have to thank him for giving you a chance to see his beauty while kissing his feet.

just kidding LMAOOO

he just wants you to acknowledge the picture and maybe call him the sexiest man alive thats all! not so hard!

i think the only arguments would be from misread sarcasm from his side that causes major miscommunication.

after the first fight he does explain himself more often.

he just doesn't separate play from seriousness sometimes.

like if you show him a new outfit or hairstyle he will just say ew

out of habit of course

but truly he thinks you are the best looking person ever, just second to him of course

he actually shows you off all the time

on a schedule, everyone knows each and every outfit you had on for the last year.

everyone.

the type to send you pictures of anything and everything.

pictures of the road.

"what am i looking at" "street" "nice"

kind of like his instagram.

literally mid conversation too just pics of a empty cup.

say omg wow and you can continue the conversation.

now as far as nsfw...

ill leave it at power bottom

and mirrors.

mirrors every single time.

thats all

if you want i can do a nsfw part two

but overall he's a shelled lover. you just gotta push him out and he will love and worship every single part of you.

he wont admit it but he thinks you are the number one most beautiful person on earth. before him, of course.

#exo #exo writing #exo x reader #exo fanfic #exo fluff #exo scenarios #exo sehun #oh sehun #sehun x reader #sehun #sehun x you #sehun imagine #exo headcanons #lo reqs

[eomayas]

Can you do when exo is angry? Like they and their s/o's arguments. I wonder what do you think. Who is the heartbreaker when he is angry? 😶😶

ok.. let’s see! thank you for the request 🩷 (hopefully this is what you were imagining)

exo when angry [req]

minseok: he would lose his patience fast, but he would never try to say anything that would hurt you or your relationship. he would definitely be using “i” language in order to keep your relationship from ending, but when he gets really angry it’s best to leave him alone. when it gets extremely heated, one of you always ends up leaving to give each other space, and when you reconvene you’re able to fully dissect the argument and talk about what went wrong. i think he understands that words have meaning, and he’d be aware of that even when he’s extremely mad.

junmyeon: he would try to stay level headed the entire time, and you would be the one to explode. he would retaliate and yell back, but you’re still the heartbreaker. junmy hates arguing, especially with you, and is more of a mediator but when you get mad he gets mad. he feels what you feel, but when you argue he knows at least one person needs to keep the peace, and it’s always gonna be him. but you hurt him :( and always apologize immediately.

baekhyun: baekhyun is naturally loud, so when you’re arguing he is more prone to yelling. this really upsets you because you don’t appreciate being yelled at, especially by your lover. with baekhyun, it’s really easy to get into screaming matches because you are both essentially trying to be heard but aren’t listening, which makes your arguments very tiring. i think you’d both say hurtful things due to the fact that you’re yelling over each other, and then it would kind of be a game to see who could say the worst thing until the other person gets very upset.

jongdae: this is a man who likes to be right, no matter what and that is typically the cause of your arguments. he’s kind of a “my way or the highway” guy when you’re arguing, and it’s not the words that he says that hurt you but his attitude towards the whole situation. he’s super stubborn when he’s angry, which makes your arguments frustrating and basically pointless. after you both finish arguing (cough cough you give up), he typically apologizes the next day, but it still stings knowing that he’s so hardheaded.

chanyeol: mutual heartbreak i fear.. you’d both be yelling and by the end, you’d both be crying and begging the other for forgiveness. it would start with you saying something about him, and then he would say something about you and it would just pile up until one of you starts crying, thus making both of you cry.

kyungsoo: when he gets angry, he gets scary. it’s never on purpose, of course, but he just gets mad and starts to yell, and his voice is already full of bass so it’s a bit much to see him like that. he would be a heartbreaker :( but would immediately freak out when he sees that dejected look on your face or tears in your eyes. by that point, he’s practically on his knees begging for you to forgive him.

jongin: YOU would be the heartbreaker in this situation! we know our boy is a crybaby (we love u kai), so arguing with you is already emotionally draining for him but any time you seem extremely upset with him and are yelling, it breaks his heart. don’t let you say anything mildly criticizing about him, because he’s in tears on the floor, his head in between his knees. jongin just loves you so much and puts up a front about how “strong” he is, but he’s a mess when it comes to you. you always apologize and hold him until he’s done crying, feeling very guilty to make him this way because he already struggles with crying as it is (y’all know the videos😭😭)

sehun: isn’t a yeller, but he definitely says things that hurt and what makes it worse is that he has an idgaf attitude about it. like, he’ll criticize you mid argument, his voice not even at a yelling volume, and say the most out of pocket thing about you, like he’s purposefully trying to hurt you. but he’d feel bad about it internally!!! but then it would be like a word vomit thing where he kind of keeps going as long as you’re still arguing.

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