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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬

➵ Pairing : OT8 x Fem!Y/N

➵ Genre : Fluff + Suggestive

➵ W.C : 2369

➵ Warnings : Insinuated sex, Swearing, Sexual tension, Jealousy, Kissing, Dirty talk.

➵ Network : @cacaokpop-fics

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚 - His Jewellery

“Y/N?! Where’s my chain?!”

Seonghwa was rifling through his jewellery box in a hectic frenzy, trying to find his favourite chain. It was a gift from the boys, all of them pooling their money together to get him an expensive one he’d been ogling once on a shopping trip. It was a thin chain with dog tags, the small metal plates reading ATEEZ and their debut date. It was definitely valuable to him, so the thought that he might’ve misplaced it, or even lost it, shook him to his core.

“Right here, Hwa!”

Sighing in relief, Seonghwa went into the living room, guessing that’s where you were. It was there he was met with a jaw-dropping sight, finding his chain nestled between your breasts, only exposed due to your low-cut top. His eyes almost seemed to bulge out of his skull, while you looked away in embarrassment. He seemed pretty mad at you.

“I didn’t take it, I swear! I-I found it between the couch cushions and wanted to t-try it on..”

You didn’t dare to look Seonghwa in the eye, your feet suddenly very interesting as he approached you. When his fingers toyed with the dog tags however, you looked up at him in confusion. This was how you missed Seonghwa looping the chain around his finger before he pulled you forward, a smirk decorating his lips.

“It suits you, you should wear it more often.”

And with that, he let you go, turning away with a small chuckle while you stayed frozen in place. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, and you knew that even a cold shower might not extinguish the flames.

“Fuck, I should take his shit more often.”

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠 - His Jacket

It was date night, and as usual you had not come prepared. Your revealing outfit had been fine in the restaurant, but while on a walk Hongjoong had suggested to digest your food, you cursed at your past self for ditching a jacket since it would ‘ruin the fit’. All you wanted right now however was your big ugly puffer jacket, fuck the fit. It was cold, and it was windy, and every man you passed practically craned his neck to look at you, most likely since your nipples felt painfully erect. It was fucking horrible. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by Hongjoong’s laugh however, scowling at him as you fought the urge to shiver and chatter your teeth. The last thing you wanted to hear right now was ‘I told you so’.

“The fuck’s so funny?”

Rolling his eyes, Hongjoong shrugged his blazer off, offering it to you. When you sullenly turned your head the other way, he scoffed before draping it over your shoulders, wrapping his arm around you afterwards so you could share body heat. You begrudgingly cuddled closer into him, goosebumps still evident on your skin as Hongjoong triumphantly smirked at you.

“Oh fuck off, I didn’t ask for this.”

Hongjoong just pressed a kiss to your temple, rubbing his hand on your outer arm to create friction.

“I never said anything.”

Your voice turned whiny as you replied, burying your face into Hongjoong.

“You’re doing your ‘I told you so’ eyes!”

Stopping abruptly, Hongjoong turned to you, something in his expression changing to an emotion much darker.

“Really? I thought I was giving you my ‘You wear this dress in public again and I’m gonna fuck you in it’ eyes.”

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 - His Shirt

When Yunho woke up to an empty bed, he sleepily groped your side of it, confused as to why he was alone. It was a little annoying, especially since all he wanted right now was to snuggle you in the secure warmth of the bedsheets, but nevertheless he dragged himself out in search of you. He trudged through the rented apartment, eventually perking up however when he found you cooking breakfast in his shirt from last night.

You hadn’t noticed his presence yet, back turned to him as the delicious aroma of your food attacked Yunho’s senses. His stomach rumbled, but all he could think about was you. He quickly closed the gap between the two of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your exposed shoulder when you jumped.

“Sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Humming, you continued what you were doing, albeit a little slower now that you had Yunho clinging to you. His face nuzzled your neck, breath tickling your baby hairs as he pressed kissed all over your neck and shoulders. When you had to move however, you pulled his face away by his chin and pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away. You plated up the food while Yunho poured the two of you some drinks before sitting down. He had a dopey smile on his face as he watched you garnish the food before bringing it to him and sitting down too.

“Y’know, I’ve been thinking…”

You let out a little ‘mhm’ as you ate a spoonful of food, your full concentration on Yunho. He squirmed a bit under your gaze, ears and cheeks tinting as he struggled to articulate himself.

“And y’know, we’ve been together a while now… Seeing Seonghwa get married just… it really got me thinking.”

You couldn’t help the beaming smile that overtook your expression, eyes watering.

“You-… You wanna…?”

“Y/F/N, I wanna wake up next to you every day for the rest of my life. I wanna go to sleep holding you in my arms. So I’m gonna work my ass off to get you the most beautiful ring I can find, and then I’m gonna marry your ass.”

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠 - His Jeans

He found it adorable when you strutted out of your room with his jeans from last week, the waist belted with a stylish belt with a heart buckle. His lips curled up into a smile, standing up and adjusting the semi-formal shirt he was wearing, holding out a hand to you.

“Give us a twirl, baby.”

Nodding with a giggle, you spun around on the spot before taking his hand, a warm smile on your face. You let him pull you closer, his hand now resting on the small of your back as his forehead connected with yours.

“You like it?“

Yeosang pressed a quick kiss to your lips, his hands now falling to your waist as he left fleeting kisses up to your ear. His breath tickled your baby hairs as he spoke, the smirk on his face evident in his tone.

“I fucking love it, baby.”

You fought the urge to shiver from the sultry sound of his voice, your mouth drying as he squeezed your sides. He then turned you around, resting you against the sofa he’d been leaning on as his hands ventured dangerously high. When he let himself rest against you, closing the distance between your bodies, you felt a hard reminder of the reason you and Yeosang usually got to the party a little too late to be fashionable.

“I’m sure the others won’t mind if we get… stuck in traffic again.”

𝐒𝐚𝐧 - His Lip balm

Sitting next to you on the sofa, San had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, his finger drawing small circles on your arm. The movie you were watching wasn’t necessarily bad, but his concentration on it was fleeting at best. He just wanted an excuse to hold you in all honesty, not that he needed one. When you noticed his attention was elsewhere, you turned to him with mild concern. Usually San would be engrossed in films like these.

“You okay?”

San turned to you in surprise, nodding with a smile. His gaze strayed from your eyes to your lips.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Stroking a hair out of your face, San let his hand fall to the side of your neck, supporting it as if he wanted you to anticipate his next move.

“Have I reminded you today that you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever met?”

You shook your head with a smile, your arms wrapping around San’s neck as you edged closer.

“No you didn’t, it hurt me a little bit..”

Fake pouting at San, he chuckled quietly and pressed a kiss to the shell of your ear, whispering into it.

“Why don’t I show you just how beautiful you are then, Hm?”

Crashing his lips onto yours, San smiled into the embrace when his tongue traced your bottom lip, the remnants igniting his taste buds. Strawberry cheesecake, his favourite lip balm. Almost as if he was egged on by this revelation, San’s hands traversed your body, the kiss becoming disorganised and needy, your teeth clashing. He sank his teeth into your lower lip, hungrily pulling at them while you gasped into his mouth. Smirking, San pulled away, panting as he spoke.

“Your lips taste so nice, almost as nice as how swollen they look, baby.”

Before you could even retort, he had laid you down onto the sofa, his hands pulling at your waistband.

“Fuck, I just can’t help myself. You’re addictive, Y/N.”

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢 - His Cologne

It was a pleasant surprise when Mingi breathed in the scent of his cologne as he entered your shared bedroom. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, smiling before approaching you. His hands snaked around your waist before he pressed a kiss to your cheek, nuzzling your neck while whispering onto your perfumed skin. Your gazes connected in the mirror.

“You smell good. What, you want everyone to know you’re mine?”

Chuckling, you stroked his head as he left little butterfly kisses over your neck and exposed shoulder. Your free hand fell to his ones situated on your midriff, interlocking fingers with him.

“Perhaps, or maybe I just wanted to drive you crazy.”

Chuckling, Mingi turned you around and pressed a few kisses to your lips, thumb stroking your cheek. He couldn’t help but take another deep breath before he replied, his hands toying at your clothing.

“Well, mission accomplished. I gotta go call Hongjoong.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at this, the question on the tip of your tongue when Mingi answered it for you with a mischievous smirk.

“Forget the club, tonight’s about you n’ me. Let’s open some wine and have a little… body party, hm?”

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 - His Boxers

Wrapping a towel around your body, you chuckled when you caught Wooyoung blatantly staring, a pervy smile on his face. However, when your eyes connected, he simply looked away with a huff before you could call him out, getting his own towel and drying off. You left him in the bathroom to grab your underwear, picking up your bra only to notice that your panties were ripped. A hot fire struck your cheeks as you remembered how Wooyoung had gotten a little too impatient with the flimsy material, opting to rip it off of your lower half instead.

“Woo! You fucked up my underwear!”

Wooyoung instantly hit back, tone teasing as he called out to you.

“Wear none then, I definitely won’t mind!”

Rolling your eyes, you hunted for Wooyoung’s underwear drawer, cursing yourself for forgetting to bring a change of clothes. Eventually you found it, slipping on a pair of black Calvin Klein boxers, about to clip your bra into place. It was then Wooyoung came out, a smirk overtaking his features as he shamelessly looked you up and down.

“Need help?”

You shook your head and turned away, unintentionally giving Wooyoung a clear view of the curve of your ass. His eyes didn’t stray from your body for one second.

“Nah thanks, I wanna put my clothes on, not off.”

When you turned your head and saw that Wooyoung was still staring, your voice lost some of its teasing tone.

“You don’t mind that I’m using your boxers, right? It’ll only be this once, I promise I’ll bring a change of clothes next time.”

Coming up behind you, Wooyoung held your hair out of the way, pressing a chaste kiss to your neck before clipping your bra into place for you. It surprised you, such softness out of character for him. His next sentence however reassured you that there was nothing wrong with your boyfriend, and that moment was just a one-off.

“Don’t, my clothes suit you better. Only problem is, I’ll constantly wanna rip them off you.”

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨 - His Hoodie

When you nervously came out of Jongho’s bathroom in his jumper, he swore his heart melted. It looked good on you, the colour suited you well. He smiled warmly at you when you sat on the edge of the bed, cheeks heated as you avoided eye contact. The distance between the two of you confused him a little bit, but nonetheless he spoke up.

“You look really pretty in that. It’s like that jumper is made for you.”

All you could manage was a small ‘thank you’, now toying with your fingertips and concentrating on them. Jongho noticed how you gulped however, about to question the awkward atmosphere when you finally spoke.

“I know you want to take things slow, Jjong… and I know three months is a bit early..”

When you paused and finally looked up at him, Jongho’s gaze was reassuring as he gave you a slight nod, showing you that he was paying full attention. He scooted closer to you, grabbing your hand as he rubbed his thumb soothingly on the back of it just like you liked it. This small action was all it took for you to open up, eyes wide as you looked up at him.

“I.. would really like it… if you moved in with me.”

Jongho couldn’t help the chuckle that fell from his lips, pressing a kiss to your lips before you could negatively interpret his laughter. His hand cupped your cheek, the other falling to your waist, toying with the material before pulling away, his face mere centimetres from yours.

“I’d really like to, on one condition.”

You hummed inquisitively, waiting for Jongho’s answer as he smiled sheepishly, cheeks tinting slightly.

“You gotta steal my stuff every once in a while, my clothes suit you better than me.”

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