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milkybonya · 1 year

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homework help

! : suggestive with a lot of kisses, minors dni

# : optional male bias x gn reader, established relationship, you visit your bf while he studies

[💌: reply 1988's junghwan had me all riled up for no reason.. wtf.... so i wrote this... oops... and i kept revisting it in my drafts until i finally decided to finish it up heh]

you open the door to his bedroom and there he is, back to you as he sits at his desk. his earbuds stop him from noticing your presence. it isn't until you gently stroke his soft hair that he quickly turns towards you, smiling before covering it up with a colder stare.

"y/n.. what're you doing here?" he asks.

"i just miss you... are you studying hard?" you ask, kissing his forehead.

he clears his throat as his ears turn red.

"mhm," he replies.

as you sit on his bed, next to his desk, he shyly reaches out to hold one of your hands in both of his.

"i don't wanna bother you. keep studying," you tell him.

he nods and turns back to his work. meanwhile, you lay in his bed and take in his scent, not so subtly staring at him as he works. he rests his chin on his palm and the way his delicate fingers wrap around his jaw and cheek make you feel warm. his lips are pouty as he calculates the math problems in his head before scribbling down an answer.

so focused he doesn't feel your eyes on him, its only when you kiss his squished cheek that he notices something is up.

"hm?"

"i... just think you're so gorgeous," you blurt out before you know what you're saying.

a smirk spreads across his face as he tilts his head while looking at you.

"i'm glad you think i'm attractive, baby," he said.

he takes one last look at his homework before getting out of his seat and moving towards you. he pins you to the bed, his sage green t-shirt hanging loosely off his shoulders and tickling the lower part of your exposed stomach. his lips place delicate, loving kisses all over your face. on your forehead, your eyelids, cheeks. his lips are soft, plump, and warm, and each time they press against you, you feel butterflies bubbling within.

you call his name and his eyes immediately meet yours. with hooded lids, he looks so lost in you right now. his eyes keep moving to your lips, and as soon as you gently touch the back of his neck, he closes the gap, kissing you passionately and make you feel warm inside.

he pulls away slowly, savouring every bit of you as you stroke his hair.

"i love you, y/n. i really really really do," he says in a low voice.

"i love you more, my angel," you say.

his exposed forehead makes him look so damn attractive, and you sit up slightly so you can kiss it. he shuts his eyes as you do, enjoying the feeling of your lips on him.

"what about your homework, love?"

he looks to the side at his desk, as if laying eyes on a long lost ex. then, he turns back to you.

"it can wait," he says, before kissing you again.

by the end of the night, he's tangled up with you on his bed. his head is laying on your chest as you run your fingers through his hair. he listens to you talk about whatever comes to your mind as he slowly drifts off to sleep, though he tries so hard to stay awake just to hear your precious voice.

less than an hour later, you're both asleep, your boyfriend's homework untouched. the only thing in his notebook is your name written in the margins from when he acted like he was hard at work as you watched him earlier. really, he was just thinking about you.

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iamthejinyouarethejin · 1 year

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an afternoon with him :)

inspired by my boy niall

He caressed me in all the right places, his hands practically floating around my body. He makes me feel so good without trying, but that moment outshone all the others. He treated every part of me like I was some delicate little butterfly, capable of breaking. He always did. He always made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. He would hold me for hours on end, keeping my body still on his, slowly swaying back and forth.

"This feel good to you baby?"

But I couldn't speak. I was drifting off into ecstasy.

"Mm..." I drowsily murmured, completely love-drunk.

"I'll take that as a yes." he chuckled.

Ah,

slow hands.

Slow, slow hands-

Hands that slowed the racing of my heart, hands that calmed my heavy breaths, hands that stopped the trembling of my body, and the torment of my own mind.

"So good," I sighed. "So good."

It wasn't sexual, just my man pouring out his pure love through his palms and his fingers, tracing and practically rewriting every part of me.

"It's so good because I love you," he spoke softly into my skin. "No one else gets this."

"Mmhm..."

"No one." His husky voice made my stomach clench, his head rubbing against mine.

"Because I’m yours?” I looked up.

“Because you’re mine,” he nodded. “Completely mine.” He gently kissed my temples, massaging my hips.

“Yours.” I spoke, more myself than to him.

Sometimes I had to remind myself of that.

He’s yours. You’re his.

Nothing could bring me more peace in that moment.

“I don’t want you to leave me,” he cooed.

“I-”

“Stay.”

“Baby…”

“No. Stay. Stay with me.”

“I can’t.”

“No.”

“I can’t-”

“You can!”

Shaking his head, he glanced away, still holding me close.

“I’m sorry.”

“Baby-”

“No- I… You don’t understand. I would do anything to be with you, just for a little while longer.”

“Don’t say that. I can’t have you going out and doing something stupid.”

“But I love you.” He spun me around so that I was facing him, pulling my face close to his. “So what- maybe I’d want cut my arm off just to be able to pick you up early from work. I will go to that asshole of a supervisor and tell him that he’s been treating my lady like shit and he needs to stop. You’ve been working overtime, baby.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“Every night. 8-12. Tuesday through Saturday. Past 2 weeks.

“For us.”

“No.”

“I’m doing this for us, baby.”

“No! You don’t get to just-”

“Yes! For us- All three of us.”

“No, you... Th-three?” he spoke shallowly.

“Three.” I placed a hand on his cheek, our lips barely centimeters away from the other's.

“We’re- you’re having a baby?”

“A baby of our own,” I smiled.

“So then I would definitely cut my arm off to get you off of work early.”

“Baby!”

if you guys liked this i’ll think about continuing the- achem… series. 🫣

Put some suggested names in the comments for the baby!

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kazumaple · 10 months

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𝐘𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧 | 𝐬𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 : ̗̀➛ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐟! 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐝.

»»———-------———-««

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭! 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐲 @𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐭!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒:

𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱! 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐤, 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 :)

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genshin impact - yoimiya, baby you’re a firework! - haikaveh, summertime sadness - haikaveh, born to die - haikaveh greek god headcanons - (wip) alhaitham, mirage of whispering petals

optional bias!

- cupcakes, high school!au - privacy, married couple!au - privacy (2) married couple!au - now or never, enemies!au - cherry, highschool/enemies!au

golden child! - now or never, kim jibeom

verivery! - you, clouds, rain, jo gyehyeon - rest, bae hoyoung - melancholy tears of sadness, lee dongheon

requested!

- bling bling, the boyz, hyunjae

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synthetickitsune · 1 year

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KinkFlufftober prompt #31: Aftercare | optional bias | 0.7k words ❧ Kinktober masterlist

Drifting somewhere on the edge of consciousness, you fight to stay awake and present. You need to, at least until he comes back. You snuggle further into the soft blanket, rubbing your face against the fabric where his scent lingers. The soft music playing in the background threatens to lull you to sleep, as does the warmth that envelops you. You’re worn out, body sore and begging you to just let it rest. You don’t give in to the temptation though.

“Still awake?” your lover chuckles as he comes back. You feel his hand gently squeeze your shoulder in the next second.

“And if I wasn’t?” you hum back, smile tugging at your lips.

“I’d need to wake you up anyway,” he says softly, stroking your cheek, “You need to drink something at least. But I brought snacks too if you’re hungry.”

He laughs softly as you curl closer to him, resting your head on his thigh. It feels like bliss, closing your eyes and simply taking in his soft touches and the comfort of his presence. His fingers trace down to your neck, ghosting over his marks painting your skin. They look so pretty - you look so pretty wearing them. He can’t resist leaning down and kissing over them. You squirm, giggling, his lips tickle your sensitive skin.

“Cute,” he whispers, pressing one last kiss to your temple, “But you still need to drink, come on.”

He helps you sit up and rest your body against his. You snuggle closer, taking your revenge by attacking his neck with your lips. He unscrews the lid off the bottle without rush, smiling at your lazy kisses. His heart feels full at your attention. Although he wanted to be the one to take care of you, maybe he also needed some reassurance. He wouldn’t forgive himself, though, if he didn’t entirely focus on you after the intense round after round he’s put you through. Still, this feels nice.

“Love, come here,” he coos at you, wrapping his arm around your waist. You cling to him, and he doesn’t have the heart to push you away. It tugs at his heart how much you want to be near him. “Just a little sip. Then we can lay down and cuddle all you want.”

That does the trick as you allow yourself to be persuaded and let him guide the water bottle to your lips. You take a few gulps, only now realizing how thirsty you were. The cool liquid feels so good as it pours down your throat, it’s almost addicting.

“Told you so,” he whispers teasingly as he screws the lid back on and puts the bottle away. You pull him down, cuddling up to his chest immediately. His arms wrap around you, pulling you even closer.

“Needy, aren’t you?” there’s a smile in his voice. Even as he says so, however, he nuzzles into your hair. He’s wrapped around you just as tightly as you press yourself into him.

“Aren’t you?” you purr, lips attaching to his skin again, suckling along his collarbone. He cards his fingers through your hair, not stopping you in the slightest.

“I just like holding you close,” he admits softly, “It feels like I forget to in… well, in the heat of the moment I guess.”

It makes your heart flutter and you pause, pulling away just slightly to look him in the eye. You cup his cheek and try not to smile too wide when he leans into your touch.

“But you don’t,” you reassure him, stretching your neck to plant a soft kiss to his lips, “I know that you love me even if you get rough. And I love you too. And I love how gentle you are with me afterwards.” You drive your point home with a kiss after each sentence. When you’re finished, he’s smiling fondly at you and kisses your forehead in return.

“Always,” he confirms as he pulls you even closer and pulls a blanket over both of you, “Sometimes I think I might be enjoying this more than anything else.”

You shake your head with a giggle. Then again, he might be right. This does feel like heaven.

“Sleep now, I got you,” he says, stifling a yawn himself. For the last time today, you obey his order.

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ateezworlds · 2 years

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little bit of bedtime fluff, inspired by a dancer i like but i left it male optional bias. reader isn't explicitly female but has long ish hair. enjoy!

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"No. Leave it down." His wrist grabs my own softly, halting the claw clip halfway to my hair in its motion. My hair tumbles free from its unsecured makeshift bun, framing my face and shoulders messily - it already feels annoying, the sweep of my bangs guaranteeing the lack of peace I'd have trying to fall asleep tonight with my hair in my face.

"But you know my hair gets tangled at night if I don't braid it... " I trail off and look up, seeking out my lover's face in the dimly lit room. The late hour does us no favors as we get ready for bed - I have to squint a little to distinguish my lover from the night swirling around him. I am met with warm brown eyes - so intense that his gaze sears into me. My eyebrows raise in question - I tie my hair up before bed every night, and he's never quite raised protest before.

"I don't think I've said this before but - waking up with you in my arms, and my face buried in your hair - I just don't know how to explain. The smell of your shampoo when your head is tucked into my neck, the faint brush of your hair against my jaw, the curve of your body pressed into mine - every single morning I realize all over again that there's nothing in the world I'd rather wake up to each day. Could you sleep with your hair down tonight, my love ?" He speaks with his mouth against my temple, and I feel the heat of his words, feel him speak his love into my hair.

His eyes have fallen to the inch of space between us on the bed, flitting from the edge of the pillowcase I rest on to the plush quilt covering our waists waiting for my reply.

His name falls from my lips in a sigh, and my hands drop the clip I was holding in favor of cradling his face instead, pulling him down so he is level with me. Our noses brush, and his hands still brace my wrists with the gentlest of holds. I feel each of his soft breaths against my own mouth and tilt my head ever so slightly, letting my fingers graze the barely there stubble of his jaw.

His gaze darts back up to meet mine - tentative, shy almost, but I watch as he finds the answer he's searching for in my eyes. I let him close the sliver of distance between us, brushing his mouth against mine as his hands slip into my curls- letting him hold me to him with his hands tangled in my hair.

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amelee23 · 1 year

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Ally | Optional Bias

Pairing: Optional Male Bias x Female Reader (but! the characters are drinking whiskey so both the bias and the reader must be of legal drinking age.)

Genre: Fluff, slightly suggestive (?)

Warnings: Alcohol Consumption, Sharing whiskey from mouth to mouth, french kissing, they're way too in love with each other and everything is super poetically dramatic, they're super supporting and praise each other a lot, reader has nasty coworkers, nicknames like warrioress, queen, love, darling

Word count: 1.579

A/N: This was Kihyun brainrot (Monsta X) but I wrote it as optional bias so that everyone can enjoy it :) Let me know who you imagined in the story!

Light invaded the apartment as soon as the switch was hit. Throwing his suit jacket on the back of the couch, your man pulled his tie loose while heading straight to his high cupboard in the back of the kitchen. That's where he kept the whiskey.

"I wonder if they ever get tired of being so goddamn fake." Your anger was still aparent, turning your words cold and harsh.

"I cannot understand where people's priorities lie, honestly." He backed you up, his voice on the verge of achieving calmness, but not quite there yet. He was still irritated, and the two clear glasses clinked as he set them down on the low height table next to the couch. He opened the whiskey bottle and poured himself a shot, straight. A tiny sip was all it took for him to sigh, a hand running through his hair and leaving it messy on his forehead.

You were finally faced with such a great opportunity - you and your boyfriend had the opening to collaborate on a work project, putting your talents to great use and his just as much. It was something that left both of you sparkling with joy and excitement, but we all know life has it's ways to mess things up. Now you're sitting in his kitchen, angry and exhasperated because your workmates seem to be sabotaging you. Insulting your ideas, finding inexistent flaws in your work ethic and twisting your words until you were about to commit murder if your boyfriend didn't stop you. You've been mumbling, scheming with him the whole night, planning ahead of how to take the project back into your hands properly. He agreed with your every word, anger and stress consuming him just as much. He invited you to his place so that you two could unwind after the events and try to distract yourselves. Many people called you crazy, considering that you haven't dated him long, just a few months - but no man has ever made you feel this supported, this heard before. You went from friends to lovers specifically because you've never felt such a strong trust bond with anyone, and even if it turned out to doom you later - he felt worth the risk. That's what your heart said, damned be your mind.

You took a deep breath. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You're gonna make it through, gonna put things back on track. You believed in your power and his combined - the cruel ocean and the unstoppable wind mashing together in a tsunami, ready to swallow and drown any opposing structures.

Once your eyes landed on his, you couldn't part them. He was so raw, so disheveled, in the dim light coming all the way from the kitchen. His tie was barely hanging on to the white collar dress shirt, the first button undone to let the chill creep to his chest. One knee was risen on the couch, his wrist resting on it, fingers round his whiskey glass. He wasn't paying attention to you, looking down at the floor, seemingly lost in thought. Absentmindedly, he raised the glass to his lips to take a sip, and that's when his eyes flicked up and found your shape across the room. He gulped shortly and smiled, his face warming up despite the piercing cold glare he had in his eyes seconds ago.

"I'm sorry, darling." He cooed sweetly. "Should I have poured you a glass too?" You smiled back at him, taking the necessary steps to reach him.

"No, yours will do." He rose an eyebrow at your answer, but the warmth never left his face. He was awfully curious, though. "Keep your mouth open." You told him, grabbing the whiskey glass from in between his legs. He had a questioning look on now, as he watched your every movement.

You took a large amount of whiskey in your mouth then laid the glass back on the table. It sure packed a punch, its sweet taste almost nauseating, you could feel the burn even if you never swallowed. You kept the whiskey in your mouth as you crawled over him - he helped you settle in his lap, your form towering over his, your lips just above his. Playful, his tongue darted to lick your lips, before he slightly parted his and allowed you to the same, the whiskey slipping into his mouth drop by drop. He moaned, and it was as if he was calling upon the angels, in such a sinful situation. The whiskey burned his tongue, his throat, as he swallowed against your mouth, and you did the same. It was strong, too strong, intoxicating you much more than a normal drink should; and it wasn't the alcohol's fault. You both wanted more, searching for remnants of that sweet taste on each other's tongues. But it wasn't rough or rushed, no, you somehow still had the patience to be slow and sensual, your taste buds both burning and exploding. Gently, you kissed the drop of liquid that escaped the corner of his lips, before it became burdensome due to stickiness.

"Your kisses burn my throat, darling." He mused poetically, his eyes dazed but trying his best to look into your eyes, like he was hanging on the edge.

Something sparked inside of you, and suddenly your fingers were holding his face, the side of his neck, anything they could to pull him closer to your mouth, kissing him, but not gently. No, not anymore - now you were hungry, there was a fire in your soul, an ache only he could fix. He was hanging onto you for dear life, his fingers grasping at your hips. He wanted to pull you closer, but was there even a closer to pull you into? You were already living inside him, his mind, his heart, his soul. And god, he loved it when you ravished him, those moments when he forgets he wasn't yours ever since time began to exist. Because it feels right, it feels like that's actually how it is, how it always has been. He's yours.

You had no more air in you lungs when you pulled away, but you were both so happy. So, so happy to just breathe, foreheads glued to each other, warmth traveling every ounce of your bodies.

"I want this to last forever." He whispered to you, his lips moving close to your cheek, his breath tickling you.

"Sharing whiskey in the dim light?" You joked innocently, tipping his chin up with a finger, so he'd look straight into your eyes. Those eyes, they will be the end of him from the way they bewitch him.

"As much as I'd love to be drunk on you forever, no." He replied to your joke, a smirk creeping on both your faces. "This intensity. This alliance." He gave you the real answer, but this time he was quite solemn. "I never thought I'd ever feel so safe with another human being." It's like he's reading your mind. For a second, you ponder if you are even separate being to begin with. You were so eager to tell him you feel the exact same, but he kept talking and you didn't want to interrupt him. "God, I feel like I can win any goddamn fight life throws at me with you by my side." You caressed his face with your thumb, gifting him a look that could only be described as pure love. "And I'll be damned if I don't help you win every fight as well."

"You'll fight for me?" He hummed in response at your quiet voice, closing his eyes in delight at your gentle touches. But then, he reached out to also hold your face in his hands. You were a mess of tangled arms, but the moment was sincere.

"My love, my warrioress, my queen, you're so powerful."

It's not that you were going to argue, but part of it was also because of him. He was empowering you, the was giving wind behind your wings on a daily. You've been more powerful, invincible even, since he showed up in your life.

"I am?" You cooed, and he answered in a single breath, without thinking.

"Yes."

"How powerful?" You asked, a glint of mischief in your eyes. You were getting a little cocky from the praise, but he wasn't bothered. He pondered for a second, in search of the right words, but the smile he wore was fond.

"So powerful that anyone would have to be crazy to cross you." You laughed, memories of the messy evening flooding back to you. Maybe you were a little too harsh on your colleagues. Maybe. "So powerful that every day I yearn to become stronger and better myself, so that I can stand next to you as an ally and be deserving of your love and effort."

"You deserve it all, my love." You reassured him, caressing him, pecking his face softly.

"I want to be your ally forever." He repeated, and you nodded.

"Me too. I'd love that." He softly pulled you into his chest, and you melted in between his arms, your ears getting closer to the sound of his heartbeat, the melody of his love beating for you. He held you so close, so dear, and the safety of your presence allowed him to close his eyes, and behind his eyelids he dreamt of forever.

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leehestia · 1 year

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first operation || optional bias x reader

Pairing: doctor!bias x nurse!reader

Genre: married au, hospital au, fluff, suggestive

Warnings: hospital romance, pda, operation, mentions of blood, tumors, a lil swearing, mentions of seducing, mentions of cheating

Synopsis: Wherein Y/N's husband, H/N takes his first operation as lead-surgeon, and Y/N does her best to show her support and love for him.

A/N: This is based on Season 2 of Mischievous Kiss: Love in Tokyo!! But I decided to make the male lead less of a jerk and actually a caring husband LMFAOOO + i switched things up but i really got inspired by the drama and wanted to fix my frustration on how much i fucking hate naoki🥰 /hj

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"H/N! Dinner's ready!" You call out to your husband.

Your majestic, smart, beautiful husband walks down the stairs, a binder in hand. You admire him, as he walks towards you.

"Stop daydreaming, Y/N." He sighs, sitting down on the counter chair. "Can't help it" You shrug, H/N still focused on the notes.

"What's that?" You ask him, eyeing at the item in his hand.

"A binder."

"Duh... I'm asking what it's about." You cross your arms.

"Notes for my first surgery."

"What?"

"Notes for my first surgery."

"As in... Your first first first where you're the lead surgeon!?" You scream in joy, your husband side eyeing you.

"Yes, Y/N. Please serve the food already."

"Eyy, you're a grown up already. Get it yourself."

He sighs, standing up. You take his spot to look at the binder, amazed.

"Oooo! You're working on this patient. I handled him once for my training." You chuckled.

H/N hummed, "So I heard."

He walked towards you, sitting beside you, a plate filled with mac and cheese in hand. "Mac and cheese again, Y/N?" He looked at you, annoyance in his eyes. "Why, you still eat it don't you?" You teased, still reading the patient details.

"Alright, alright. Give it back..." He said, trying to grab the binder back.

"Wait! Let me finish that page at leas- mmph!"

"H/N!" You groaned, as he pulled away from the kiss. "That will shut you up." He smiled, your eyebrows furrowed. "Yah! You can't just kiss me out of nowhere! A warning please, H/N!" You grumbled.

"You were on it again. Stop trying to peak into my notes." He said, reading the binder.

You pouted, standing up to get your food.

...

"Did you know?" One of your colleagues spoke, "Y/N and Dr. H/L/N are married?"

"What? You're joking!" Another colleague of yours laughed.

"No, it turns out they got married in college, Y/N was still in fashion design at the time. It was said that she transfered here because of H/N!" "How'd you find out?" She whispered.

"Apparently, people have sighted them share a very very short kiss in the lounge room, thinking no one was there!" Your colleague laughed.

"Well how'd you know they're married?"

"It's a secret, but since you seem very invested, why not!" She went close to her ear, "Nurse Hwang accidentally caught a glance of Y/N's birth certificate, it stated that she's married." Your colleague gasped. "And you know how she has Dr. H/N's last name? Obviously because it's because their married!"

"Gosh! And i've been swooning over a married man this whole time!" She giggled. "Maybe you should continue to, even try to seduce him! Y/N's obviously no match for such a perfect man like Dr. H/L/N!" They laughed.

"What's this about?" The head nurse interrupts the conversation. "Oh, Nurse Itsuki... it's nothing! We were just talking about Dr. H/L/N's first lead surgery!"

"I see... well, get back to work then." She replied. "Yes ma'am." Your colleague smiled, before both of them went along to do their tasks.

...

3 more days before his operation, you decide to take him out to the amusement park on his day off.

"Hey, you're skipping work just for this?" H/N complained.

You hugged his arm, "Yes! Of course I want you to get every work-related thing to get off your mind for today so that your beautiful brain can rest! Besides, the head nurse allowed me, because she knows how much I love you~" You giggled.

H/N simply smirked as he looked at you.

"Let's go there! Go win me a teddy bear!" You exclaimed before dragging him to the games.

...

Two days before the operation, you went to H/N's office.

"Yah, H/N!" You called. H/N turned to look at you standing at the door frame, annoyed.

You approached him with a grin, before closing the book he was reading, and pulling him out of his seat.

"What now?" H/N groaned.

"Oh no, I can feel your energy!" You exclaimed as you tightened the grip on his hand. "You're extremely tired! Go take a nap!" You smiled, before pushing H/N on the patients bed.

"Y/N, I have things to review..." H/N said groggily.

"Mhm, yes you do! But so that you can review it properly go take a nap. You were on the same page for more than 30 minutes!"

H/N just stared at the ceiling as you pulled a blanket on him.

"Go take a nap, I love you." You said, before kissing him on the cheek.

H/N just turned to look at you with a smile, before puckering his lips. "Here too." He whined.

You just looked at him, baffled.

"Really?"

"Yes. Give me one, now." He puckered his lips again.

"Aish..." You approached him, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"I'll see you later, H/N. Now go to sleep." You caressed his hair.

H/N closed his eyes, and you quietly left his office.

...

1 day before the operation, you entered his office again. "H/N, my mom told you to give you a back massage and to bring you to the church!"

"I'm too busy to go to the church, and I don't need a back massage." H/N nonchalantly said. "Then at least the back massage!"

"I'm fine, Y/N..."

You sighed, crossing your arms. "I'm just too worried about you..." You pouted, sitting on H/N's extra chair.

H/N turned his chair to look at you, "Come here." H/N instructed, gesturing you to sit on his lap. You obliged, sitting down.

"I don't need any manifestation or anything, Y/N. I just need you." H/N sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist and putting his chin on your shoulder.

"I know, but I just really really can't help it!" You complained. "All the nurses who found out about our said that I'm no match for you, and I'm a horrible wife... and if that is true, the least I can do is show you support!" You whined.

H/N frowned as he heard what you said. "Have more confidence, Y/N. I chose you. I'll never choose anyone else except you." He affirmed with a smile.

You slightly turned your head to give him a kiss on the head. H/N hummed, as he slowly closed his eyes, chin still on your shoulder. You felt his head hit the side of your neck.

"Are you sleeping?" You whispered.

H/N's response was only soft snores.

You didn't know how to get out, you didn't want to disturb him. You gave up trying to look for a way, and just fell asleep as well, still seated on his lap.

...

"H/N!" You quietly tried to call your husband who was currently seated in his office, door opened. He didn't seem to notice, making you look left and right before entering his office with no whatsoever warning for your husband.

"H/N!"

"Oh god Y/N!" H/N says, surprised. "Sorry... I just wanted to bring you this for good luck." You softly said, handing him a bento box.

"Thank you, Y/N." Your husband smiled. "...But are you sure you really want to give me your food... as a good luck?" He asked you.

"No... not really." You chuckled. "That's what I thought." H/N sarcastically smiled, before handing the bento box to you again.

You frowned, "Then what do you want me to give you?"

"Nothing, you're extremely bad luck." Your husband insulted you, making your eyebrows furrow.

"Yah, you married me and yet you don't expect support from me as your wife?" You placed the bento box on his desk once more, before turning your heel to leave.

However, you were quickly stopped by your beautiful husband, as he pulled you towards him. He gave you his iconic cute smile before sitting you down on his chair.

He closed the door of his office, locking it before walking towards you.

"H/N..." You looked at him as he removed his lab coat, throwing it on the patients bed. You giggled at his actions, as he leaned down to match your sitting height.

Your noses touched, as you wrapped your hands around his nape. You looked at the man above you, his eyes closed as he holds onto your thighs for support. You leaned in, and gave him a short kiss before quickly pulling away.

"Yah, make it longer!" H/N glared at you.

"Hmm... should I?" You mischievously teased.

H/N rolled his eyes, before kissing you. You quickly responded to the kiss, your hands slowly moving up to the back of his head, touching his soft hair (if he's bald I'm so sorru 💀) His hands transferred to your waist, pulling you up so you both can stand.

You whined in the kiss, as H/N makes you sit down on the patients bed as he continued to kiss you. Your hands tugged at his hair, wanting it to go further, until H/N abruptly stopped, looking at his watch.

"I have to go now..." He whispered against your face. You whined softly as you gave him puppy eyes and a pout.

"I'll treat this little make-out session of ours as a good luck charm." He smiled, before giving you a chaste kiss.

He pats your head, quickly grabbing his coat, then leaves the room. You were left in his office, alone. So you decided to use this opportunity to read his notes.

...

You spent at least 4 hours reading all his patient notes and studies, extremely intrigued. You heard a knock on the door, making your heart skip a beat due to the shock.

The door was immediately opened, worrying you. "Dr. H/L/N I need some- oh." One of your colleagues, Nurse Satomi had caught you in the act of reading your husbands notes.

"Ah~ Nurse Satomi!" You laughed, "I was here to get some notes for Dr. H/L/N! He told me to do it before his surgery ends which is at least..." You stopped for a moment to check your watch, "30 minutes from now!"

"I see..." Nurse Satomi smiled. "Let's go out together, shall we?" You offered, Nurse Satomi giving a nod in response.

You both exited the room, heading for the operation center. You and Nurse Satomi waited outside, and talked about the patients of a recent car crash.

You noticed a little girl and a woman, which is most probably her mom, waiting on the set of seats across you. You assume that they're the family of the patient H/N is operating.

You stare at them for a while until Nurse Satomi asks you a question that made you jump.

"Are you dating H/N?" She asked

You saw the woman and little kid look at both of you, shocked. You slowly turned to look at Nurse Satomi, who was waiting for an answer.

"N-no, not exactly dating..." You said in response.

Nurse Satomi suddenly gasps, "Then you're siblings?!"

"No, we aren't." You chuckled. "Then what are you both? Why are you so close?" She raised her eyebrow as she crossed her arms.

"We're uh- we're-"

"Dr. H/N!" The woman earlier suddenly called. Your husband and his assistant doctor during the operation came out.

"Oh how is he?" She asked your husband. "He's doing fine. We removed the tumor, so now he just has to rest here for about a month so that we can run tests as well just incase of any problems or casualties." H/N said. "Oh thank you so much doctor!" The woman bowed.

"No problem ma'am. Thank you for trusting me." H/N bowed back.

H/N then finally noticed your presence, and excused himself.

He walked towards you, reaching his hand out for you. You took it, and stood up. He bowed to Nurse Satomi before he linked arms with you.

"Let's eat?" You asked him. "I have to change clothes first, dumbass."

You looked at his clothes and gasped. "Oh you're right!" You laughed.

…

You and H/N walked to the doctor's shift room, and you waited for him to change. He came out in his doctors gown and you were confused.

"You have a shift today?" You asked. "No, I don't. I just felt like wearing it."

You scoffed, "Your first operation got into your head didn't it? So now you feel like a real doctor now huh?"

"Hm, I guess so~" H/N teased.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, walking away. "Hey, wait up!" H/N caught up with you, taking your hand and pulling you to face him.

Your heel turned, almost tripping, until H/N caught you by the waist.

"So clumsy..." H/N smiled. You furrowed your eyebrows, fixing yourself to stand properly.

"S-stop teasing me." You mumbled. H/N giggled, as he pulled you in for a kiss.

"Dr. L/H/N, Nurse L/H/N! What are you doing!" The head nurse shouted as if she witnessed a murder.

All the people around turned to look at the two of you. Embarrassed, you suddenly ran away, H/N following behind you.

"Y/N! You'll be working overtime for this!" The head nurse shouted as you ran away.

And that is how the whole hospital found out about your marriage. :)

The end. (Be ready to suffer btw)

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headintheclouds-posts · 7 months

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🔞 MDNI OptionalMale AnyReader

Sexy things that make my back arch

Pressing his forehead against yours after you kiss

How he bites his bottom lip when pounding into you

When he buries his face in your neck to hide his moans

When he tells you that you belong to him when he’s deep inside you

How his hands travel up your thighs when you makeout

His horny morning voice 🥵

His hand on the back of your head when you kiss

The veins in his arms protruding when his fingers are curled into you

Him taking his shirt off with one hand

Also just him unbuttoning a shirt

His smirk when he sees how easily you fall apart for him

The way he rolls his shirt sleeves up

When he undresses you but never takes his eyes off yours

Whispering cusses under his breath when he’s inside you.

They basically can do the bare minimum and I would fold like a garden chair 😏

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multidxni · 2 years

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Optional bias x reader

genre: angst, fluff (pretty romantic in the end), smut

warnings: smut18+, dirty talk, blowjob, lots of cussing, praising, unprotected sex

summary: You're having a heated argument with your boyfriend. Again. But this time, little do you know you will end up in his bed, instead of not talking to him for a whole week.

"I'm done fucking talking to you." You spit making your way upstairs, leaving him bothered and hot. Angry, the veins on his neck showing and his breath hitching everytime you raise his voice at him.

"Come back here now! We're not done!" He demands, his voice loud as a shiver runs up your spine.

You don't listen, trying to calm down, walking inside your room, while he's following behind you.

"Why should I spend my time talking nonsense with you? Leave me alone!" You scream back.

"What if I don't wanna leave you alone? Huh?" He asks his voice deeper now.

You feel your cheeks heat up, but ignore the way he makes you feel. "So what are you gonna do?" You think for a moment, then you smirk. "Punish me?" Your voice is calmer and you turn around, facing him.

"What if I do?" He smirks dangerously making goosebumps show up on your whole body. You're sure he can sense you're agitated, but you try to clear your mind, gulping, breathing in.

"Oh yeah?" You get closer, challenging him.

"You won't do shit." Your voice is harsh, your doe eyes saying the opposite as they never leave his.

The eye contact says it all, it's getting too much for the both of you. So intense, mesmerizing...you start to feel dizzy, looking away, catching your breath.

Although you're not sure how convincing you sounded to him, deep inside, you always wanted to challenge him, see his reaction, see what he would do. This is making your insides so warm, that you can barely even breathe. The way he looks at you is enough to make your panties wet on the spot.

You know what he's capable of, that he could fuck you whenever he pleased to, could make you come in seconds with just one finger, could make your back arch until it hurts and your legs shake so that you can't walk the next morning.

You know all of those things. Yet you love the idea of pushing him over the edge with just your words, making him crave for you, with each second passing by, more and more.

The way you're dressed isn't helping him shake his dirty thoughts off. That dress, which was meant for the party you're not going to anymore, is way too short. And he feels like your tits are begging to be freed from the tightness.

"You know what? Why're you pushing it, when you know damn well what I could do to you right now? How do you doubt that I won't touch you right in the next moment...when you look like this?" He whispers lowly, his hands catching your waist, pulling you close to him.

"Look at you...this is driving me mad." His eyes leave your body, now finding your eyes, but the contact only lasts a second, because the next one his lips are already on yours. He's kissing you with all the emotions he held inside him.

And oh God, how he missed this. His hands in your hair, yours around his neck, welcoming him so well, motivating him to keep going, to give you more.

"You know I can't hold back. Not anymore..." He bites his lip, now almost growling.

"Please..." You find yourself speaking up. The loss of his lips and hands on you, makes you whine as you find his shirt, pulling him closer.

The feelings he wakes up in you are hard to describe, but your heart beats so fast and your blood rushes with adrenaline through your veins. You feel alive. You want more of this feeling.

"Please what, love? What do you want, hmm?" He says sweetly.

"Forget what I said I...I-" You begin, starting to lose all confidence you thought you had. All you want right now is him taking control of you.

"C'mon princess we both know you want this. Don't you, now?" He unbuckles his belt.

"Yes. Yes I do. We both know that, but how about you? Huh? You never talk about how you feel! How the fuck should I-"

"Shh." He puts his finger to your lips. "Don't waste your energy anymore, my love. I'll show you exactly how I feel." His voice is like paradise, but the things he says sinful. He pulls his pants down, along with his boxers as you gulp.

You decide to shut up, letting him win. Once again. Just this one more time....right?

He, now naked, unzips your dress, watching it fall to the floor.

He turns off the lights, the only source of light coming from the city lights outside of the big windows.

"Isn't the night view so pretty?" You loose track of your thoughts, not realizing you are daydreaming again.

"You're so much more beautiful. So much more prettier."

He comes up at you and you can only see his tall figure standing in front of you. You're feeling his hot breath on your face and you close your eyes, pulling his face closer to yours.

He kisses you soft and gentle, like it's the first time you kissed. Then it gets messy, needy, tongue involving and lip bitings. Your nails scratch his back as he sucks marks on your neck, following by your tits.

"You're mesmerizing." He wants to fuck you right there, right then in that blink, but he holds back, remembering what he has to do.

"Remember when you told me I won't do shit?"

He smirks. "Oh, I will."

Your eyes widen at his now even deeper voice. Just when you thought he couldn't get more seductive...

"Get on your knees, now." You do as he says, loving the way he is taking over you. This is all you wanted.

Once you're down you give him the most Innocent "fuck me" eyes he has ever seen. You don't do it on purpose... or do you?

"Don't fucking look at me like that." He sighs, wishing he could cum right in that moment, with you like that.

"This is what you're doing to me." He lets his dick jump out of his boxers and your mouth waters.

He has the most prettiest dick you've ever seen. Veiny, thick and long ...but you would never admit it out loud.

"Like what you see?" He asks through his teeth.

You can only moan in response.

"Pleasure me darlin'. Make me cum." He lets his head fall back on the wall, as your eyes never leave his face.

You find your cheeks heating up as your hands find their way to his dick, jerking him up and down a few times.

He groans, looking down at you from time to time, his eyebrows furried together.

"Baby." He moans then cussing out.

You take his tip into your mouth, tasting his precum. You're teasing him with your tongue only, before sucking and finally taking him into your mouth.

"Ohh love." The sounds he lets out are so shamelessly loud and deep, but he couldn't care less.

He focuses on the way your mouth is so hot and your tongue teasing him.

He focuses on the echoing noises heard in the room, coming from your actions and his moans.

He focuses on your eyes, now full of tears and the way you blink them away, giving your best to him, making sure you make him feel like no one else could make him feel.

Oh, you look so good like that, he's sure he'll imagine this moment all over again when he's alone.

"Y/n...I can't- I'll cum in your pretty mouth baby. Is that okay?" He whines the last words.

You moan in responce, sending vibrations through his dick and the feeling in his stomach builds up.

"Oh, oh fuck." He groans releasing into your mouth, down your throat.

Sweating, panting, you find the way to each other's lips again. You kiss him so desperately, and he understands what you need without words.

"You're amazing, you know that?" He praises.

You chuckle and he lies you down on the bed.

"How am I so lucky?" His eyes sparkle and you find yourself get lost in them.

He kisses you, deciding it's his favorite thing in the world to do. Everytime your tongue touches his, your stomach burns and you moan into his mouth.

"You should wear that dress more often." He whispers in your ear, goosebumps showing up on your body.

Your impatience takes the best of you, as you flip him over, getting on top of him.

He smirks, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands on your butt.

"But I like you better without it anyways." He decides, kissing your neck, your breasts in his mouth the next minute.

You pull his hair starting to feel dizzy, lust present in both of your eyes.

"Kiss me baby." He tells you, his voice so sexy you swear he didn't even finish the sentence before your lips were on his.

"I love you." He lets out his hands in your hair, on your chest, butt, everywhere.

"I love you." You say panting as you align with his dick.

He pushes the tip inside and you let out tiny whines, watching it slide into your wetness.

You soon let out all the cusses you can think off, riding him, faster and faster.

"That's it babe. Yeah, just like that." He groans, hugging your body close, your foreheads touching.

"Keep going, ohh." He hits that spot again and again in you, everytime you move down.

"I'm...close- fuck." You say a moaning mess.

Your head falls on his shoulder as you move up and down on him, so close to releasing.

"Look at me, look at me and c-cum for me." He demands, holding your hands in his.

His voice and the wet noises send you over the edge when you let out the longest, loudest moan, cumming all on his dick. Your eyes stay focused on his as he releases into you praising you with words of love.

"You're so perfect. And you're mine." He smiles, pulling you into a slow kiss full of love.

"What a great combo." You let out laughing, hugging his big naked body.

He makes a note in his mind, that he should annoy you more if it comes to this, smiling uncontrollably as you're too tired to even move.

Pressing little kisses on his chest, you feel yourself get sleepy. He caresses your body, plays with your hair, quietly singing to you.

You feel peaceful, falling asleep and as he realizes, he feels happier than he has ever been, knowing he loves you more than he had ever loved somebody in his whole life.

"I love you so much." He whispers altought he knows you're sleeping. "My angel. I'll love you forever."

💟

#kpop #foryoupage #kpopidol #nct #bts fluff #bts jimin #bts x reader #jeon jungkook #jimin fluff #optional bias #crush x reader #skz x reader #skz fluff #skz smut #bts smut #han x reader #hyunjin x reader #lee know x reader

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proudahgase-exol · 1 year

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I know your love's not real.

Optional bias x reader

Summary: You're in love with your best friend, who claims that he loves you too, but the truth is, that's not the way he feels.

Ps. I was leasing to 1D's Fool's Good and I got an idea, so this is what I come up with. Sorry if it's bad.

Update: I fix the mistakes I had made hopefully it’s better :)

When I started dating, it was like a dream come true. He was so sweet and caring; he made me happy, but the thing is, it wasn't the same for him. He pretends to be in love with me, and although that should have hurt me, it didn't. What actually hurt me was him lying to me for a whole year, pretending he loved me, and playing along. He hurt my feelings; he lied to my face for so long, and he expected me to forgive him. And the second thing that got me even pissed was that I found it from one of his friends. Was I a joke to him? So when I confronted him, I knew how this would end.

I had gotten home from work, and I was more than ready to talk to __. It was now or never that I needed to get this over, as much as it hurt me. So when I got home, I didn't waste time and talked to him.

"Hey, we need to talk," I said as soon as I walked through the door.

"Hey, babe, what's up?" he asked, sitting straight on the couch.

"Care to explain what your friend means by you not actually liking me?" told him without any emotions.

"Baby, what are you talking about?" he asks, getting up and trying to reach for my hand.

"Cut the bullshit. I know you don't fucking love me. I know you only date me because you couldn't reject me, so please do us a favor and tell me what your friend said was true," I told him as I shoved his hands away from me.

"Okay, fine, it's true. I just couldn't reject you, and I thought that if I said yes, I could eventually fall in love with you," he said with a low tone.

"Now I fucking understand the many times I told you I loved you and the times I talk about marriage with you, I know there's a fucking reason why you change the fucking topic." I said I was walking back and forth.

"I'm truly sorry, but I do love you deep down. I love you more than anything," he said, trying to touch me.

"Oh, fuck off. I know your love is not real; that's not the way you feel, so cut the bullshit," I said angrily.

"Please give me a change. I'll prove to you that I can love you. Give me a chance to show that I'm capable of falling in love with you," he replied with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, I think it's too late for that. If you didn't feel anything for me in the past year, what makes you think you will love me now? So get the fuck out of my place and out of my life. I don't ever want to see you again after you played with me, and on top of that, you have the audacity to ask to give you a second chance. You don't love me; you will never love me. That's clear as day. I know you're just feeling pity for me, but I don't need your pathetic excuses. Now get the fuck out of here." I replied frustrated

"Come on, we've been best friends since forever. I made a mistake by lying to you. Don't cut me off," he begged.

“A mistake that caused you a lot of mistakes and made me realize the kind of person you are a mistake that's caused a heartbreak a mistake that now will make me question people's feelings towards me. Now get the fuck out. Don't waste more of my time than you already have." I said, raising my voice.

After I told him all I needed to tell him, I got up and left for my bedroom. I heard him leaving my apartment, and I was now finally all alone. I let all my feelings out. I knew it would be hard to get back to how I was before. I was hurt; I truly loved __, but I couldn't stand the fact he lied. Now all that is left is a broken heart.

As the days passed by, I tried my best not to think of him at all. I got my sled busy with work, and I tried to go out and try to get about the pain, and little by little, I'm starting to feel a lot better.

I try to be a natural reader. I hope I did well.

#kpop fanfics #kpop #bts #exo #txt #stray kids #ateez #monsta x #shinee #got7 #the boyz #nct #big bang #seventeen #enhypen #winner #ikon #pentagon #wanna one #optional bias

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itsmykindoflove · 2 years

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[5:37 p.m.]

“My dear and beloved bride and future wife

I wish I could say that you met me at the happiest moment of my life and that your presence made that happiness triple, but that was not the case. You knew me at my worst, when I was sick, tired, hurt, tormented by my thoughts. You met me when nothing else made sense to me and it was your arrival that made me see that life can be good. When I saw you walk into that room, my world stopped and I felt like I should have you in my life. I fought an internal battle between asking for your number or just letting you go, thankfully my courage was bigger than my fear and pride. I thank fate for putting us together; you know it was never a coincidence that our paths crossed. It was written long before we were both born, that we would be soulmates or something similar.

I love every detail of our story. From when we met, to our first date, our first kiss, our first fight, our first night making love, our first trip... Not just the first, but the second, third, fourth and infinitely. I love it.

I love everything about you and everything that comes from you. Your beauty, your personality, your flaws, your voice, your laugh, your way of distrusting trusting, your mindset, your opinions, your patience or lack of it, your touch, the way you give me attention and understand my flaws and faults. Your eyes speak a thousand words and we can each be on the side of the room and I'll still understand you in the blink of an eye. They say no one is perfect, but you are close to perfection. And this perfection already made me doubt if I'm the right guy for you and what I should improve on. The fear of losing you or not being enough for you, corrode me and will always corrode me, until my last breath. And I still wonder what you saw in me and why you accepted me as your love, friend and partner.

I know that in this new phase that we will enter, it will demand a lot of love, patience, respect and cooperation. That we will have ups and downs, that we will laugh and cry, that we will want to kill each other or sacrifice ourselves and that we will have to give up our selfishness and pride to make it work, but it will be worth it and for you I do everything without even doubting. You just ask and I do. And I always will.

I promise I will help you. I promise I will never hurt you or make you doubt. I will never give you reasons to give up on us. I will never belittle you or think that I am more important than you. I will never put my needs above yours. I will never put you last and break your heart. And I promise I will love you forever. Those are my oaths to you.

And finally, I thank the heaven for allowing your parents to bring you into the world and you for choosing to live. I am the happiest man in the world, because you are mine and I am yours.

From your fiancé, and in a few hours, husband.

I love you so much and forever.

Please, don't run away with someone else and leave me at the altar. ”

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shinescape · 2 years

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Imagine your idol boyfriend(s) who’s on tour and stopping by various countries you’ve yet to step foot on and update you before they start their last practice session for the concert while you’re still in bed wrapped up in your blanket as the rain pour lightly outside and it’s super early so you’re not entirely up yet the sound of your phone got you scrolling to the short but meaningful messages from them. “we’re still practising” and attached a photo or two.

“you better eat your meals today and send proof or it didn't happen” “don’t miss me too much, I’ll be back before you know it.” a string of heart emojis after before it stopped there and you know they won’t be able to see your replies and respond that fast but you do it anyway.

The ritual is the same after the concert is finished. The messages are shorter due to exhaustion and you keep telling them to go and rest but they’re like let me talk to you :( and so you text back and forth, the time difference was an obstacle but it never stopped you from updating each other.

Oh I forgot to add! They kept some photos off social media to exclusively give them to you and only you and you had to ask (we tend to miss things when we’re busy) “oh i didn’t see this on the official account? or “did i miss an update?” but he goes “no i kept this photo for you” and it’s a selca of him starting the day or heading to bed. Maybe a photo of a street view or a meal he ate that evening. and he never forgets to remind you. “wait for me, i’ll make sure to shower you with my love”

#not sure to make it singular or plural so i add everything #boyfriends on tour and significant other going about their daily lives getting updates #the group chat will be filled of never seen photos and only you get to see them hmm life's good #optional bias #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop oneshots #ateez imagines #seventeen imagines #exo imagines #nct imagines #the boyz imagines #text:ss

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voidstudio · 2 years

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[16:25]

there’s many things that you dislike in life. But nothing can fight the annoyance seeping into you as you walk through the hallways filled with fake people. you are no saint yourself but the crooked smiles and how these people would force themselves to wave at you as you passed by irked you so much. the ones you see everyday and those that show up every six months or so were no different.

you were just done talking with a newly debuted group and they promised to give you a signed album after the recording session and you politely nodded back before walking back. the person at the other side of the hall almost made you stop walking.

you only see him in your devices, at home and work. But today he was real. He noticed your figure and gave a smile, the kind where his eyes turn into crescents and the aura around him radiates nothing but warmth. Seconds later he disappeared off around the corner. Blinking away, you looked to your left and right before heaving a sigh.

no one seemed to notice that little exchange which put you at ease. Walking over to the same door, you made sure the coast was clear before going inside and rushed to plant your back on the door. There he was, clad in designers which had been reformed to fit for the stage and face adorned in make-up you could never not stare at.

“What are you doing here, sweetheart?” you weren’t sure if he was referring to the emergency staircase you were currently at or the broadcasting station itself.

“I work here” you frowned in confusion. He stepped closer, face hovering over yours. He knew how you like seeing him all dolled up, ready to perform. using that to his advantage to rile you up even more, a devil in disguise you thought.

“I have work here, happy?” you weren’t lying when you answered him earlier, this building practically is your workplace but he just loves to annoy you for no reason. Biting your lips, you noticed how close he was and that your hand had sweat from gripping on the handle tightly to remain composure.

“I’d do all sorts of things right now but sadly I can't.”

“We finally met for the first time in months and that’s what was in your head?”

you watched as he licked his lips and proceeded to punch his chest lightly to which he finally pulled you in a hug with a giggle. “You know i always missed you.” that somehow sent shivers through your body. “I missed you more” you mumbled back as your arms wrapped around his body.

you hissed his name out the moment you felt his lips on your skin. placing kisses on your jawline then up to your cheek before stopping a breath away from your own pair of lips. “Well I missed you more, love.” you captured his lips as he pushed you up the door forgetting what the purpose of his appearance at the venue today was for and that only you mattered at that moment.

he pressed his lips further into yours but you were quick to halt his actions. He pulled away when you lightly gripped on his shoulder to look at your fervent expression. “Your lipstick…” you worriedly eyed his face and was glad when nothing was smeared or out of place.

“A smeared lipstick would still fit the concept, sweetheart. Let me just-” he playfully puckered up his lips at you but the glare that you gave made him stop. “You should go back to the waiting room, it’s probably your turn soon.” He said nothing but smiled at you.

“Look at my hardworking baby, in a buttoned down shirt all worried about my make up getting ruined and not at how hot and bothered i am.” you knew it was time to go but it’s as if you’re not allowed to leave until he says so. His fingers trace over the top buttons of your shirt before pulling them out of their slits.

“Let me reward you for being such a doting lover.” he nuzzled his nose on your collar bone before pressing his lips on the exposed skin.

He went up and placed another on the side of your neck, “for being so patient with my schedule”. Your hands fell to your side but he found them and held onto them. He lightly bite your skin before pressing the last kiss on the left side of your neck that seemed too clean for his own liking. You leaned away and bit back a sound that was fighting to come out.

He pecked your lips before backing away and eyed his creations. “That one is a reminder for you and anyone that tries to get close with my sweetheart.” You had no idea how any of what he did looked like and quickly buttoned up your shirt back. But what you do know is that it’s time for both of you to get out of there. “Don’t think you’re free from this, babe. I’ll make sure to put some on you too” you warned him with a glare.

“Oh, I can't wait for tonight. Should I head straight to your place after?”

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