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spicyseonghwas · 8 months

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answer me. - kim hongjoong

pairing :: kim hongjoong x male reader viewer rating :: 18+ genres :: smut au's :: i dunno content warnings :: choking, begging, rough sex, a hickey i think, biting, slutshaming/name calling, heavily implied recording of the rough sex, slight sadism word count :: 767

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you chuckled, leaning in and letting your whole body weight fall onto hongjoong as he continued to rail him into oblivion. you buried your face in his neck and bit down as hard as you could, relishing in the loud, sinful, obviously exaggerated moan that ripped from his lips.

he was being recorded, after all.

"such a hungry little cockslut, huh?" you growled into hongjoong's ear, looking directly into the camera of your phone, which was propped up against a pillow leaning against the bedside table, recording the whole thing as hongjoong whimpered weakly into your ear.

"answer me," you hissed when hongjoong didn't respond, grabbing his hair and yanking harshly on it to summon forth another one of the shorter man's pretty moans.

"f-shit, y-yes," hongjoong whimpered, fisting the sheets as you thrusted continually into him at the fastest, roughest pace you could get your body to let you keep.

"open your mouth," you commanded, gently tapping hongjoong's left temple with your finger to get his attention before you spoke. when he obeyed your wishes, you chuckled, spitting into his mouth. he swallowed it with a needy groan, wrapping his shaking legs around your waist and pulling you as close to him as he could get you.

"yeah?" you taunted, "you like that, whore? i bet you do, i bet you like getting used like this, huh? you like it when your boyfriend uses your slutty little hole for whatever he wants, hmm?"

"y-yes, i l-love it, ugh- FUCK, RIGHT THERE-" hongjoong cut himself off let out a high-pitched moan as the tip of your cock hit his prostate dead-on. his eyes rolling back into his head and his cock twitched as he (barely) registered the words you had just said to him.

your eyes raked over his face, taking in the stunning pink color your ministrations had made his cheeks turn. then you pulled out without warning, switching positions so that you were on your knees. then you took hongjoong's knees in your hands and pulled him closer to you before thrusting roughly back into him so that he screamed in a blissful mixture of pain and pleasure. you leaned over and grabbed your phone, immediately resuming the pace you had been fucking him at before as you moved the camera so that it was recording hongjoong.

"fuck, you're so sexy, baby," you cooed, cupping his face in your hand and letting out a little "awww" as he leaned his face into your hand. then you chuckled, your voice full of sadism, and slapped his cheek just roughly enough that he would feel it through the foggy sense of cloud-nine pleasure he must have been feeling.

"look at you," you growled quietly, "taking my cock like such a good little slut."

hongjoong just whimpered weakly in response, groaning as his eyes rolled back into his head again.

you chuckled, ending the recording and chucking the phone lightly over your shoulder towards the foot of the bed. you leaned over him and let your weight fall on top of him again, wrapping hongjoong's legs back around your waist. he wrapped his arms around the back of your neck and pulled you close, pressing his lips to yours in a heated, needy kiss. he licked your bottom lip and nibbled lightly on it, growling as the tip of your cock hit his abused prostate again.

"oh f-fuck- right there, don't stop, please…" he begged weakly, a broken moan escaping into your mouth that you gladly devoured.

you broke the kiss and chuckled darkly, licking his right temple and then moving downward and biting down as hard as you could, almost melting away completely when you heard the whoreish, broken moan that ripped from his throat. you gladly obliged in hongjoong's request, putting your hand on his throat and squeezing. he moaned again, his eyes rolling back into his head for what had to be the tenth time tonight; his cock twitched again, indicating that he was getting close to his release.

"beg for it, slut." you whispered simply.

"y-yes, sir-" he whimpered, "fuuuck, right there- please, m/n, fuck me harder…"

"you promise you'll be a good, obedient slut for me if i give you what you want?" you asked, pulling his hair roughly.

"yes, i pro-fuck- yes, i promise i'll be a good slut-"

"good boy." you said simply, putting your hand on his waist and holding him down as you willingly indulged in the railing your cute little boyfriend had requested of you.

fuck, you were so lucky to have this man for a boyfriend.

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lvlystars · 3 months

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23:55 — p.jh

“you know…it’s not that bad, honey.” jihyo reassuringly rubs your arm in an attempt to comfort you as you dejectedly stare at your failed attempt at a birthday cake for your girlfriend. the colour combination was not the best, and the way some parts were piped looked a little larger than others, with little crumbs from the cake within speckled across the outer layer of the frosting.

“but it’s supposed to be perfect.” you sigh, turning away and flopping down onto the couch in your living room as jihyo follows you, gently sitting down beside you as she starts to rub your thigh. “y/n, i don’t care if it’s perfect or not. it was made by you, and that fact alone makes me so happy today.”

you face her with a pout on your face, furrowing your eyebrows as you begrudgingly slip your hand into hers. jihyo reciprocates your touch with a gentle squeeze, smiling down at you before leaning down to peck your cheek. “now get up, i want to take pictures with my cake.” she pats your thigh, urging you to stand up as you groan, shaking your head.

“you want to take a picture with that? you’re insane.” you laugh as you start to lighten up a little, jihyo rolling her eyes at you before sitting in the chair at the table and pulling the cake closer to her self. “come on, take the pictures quickly! my birthday’s gonna end!” she whines, shoving the phone into your hand as she grabs the matchstick and lighting the candle perched atop the cake.

you’re hit with a wave of some kind of nostalgia as you watch jihyo clap her hands while you softly sing ‘happy birthday’ to your girlfriend, jihyo beaming as you end the song. as you start counting to her age, she scowls as she’s reminded of how old she is, faking hurt.

“i’m almost nearing the end of my 20’s, my golden years.” she sniffles as she pretends to wipe tears away. you roll your eyes as you pat her head, picking up a plastic knife and cutting out a piece of the cake before feeding her with it.

you look at her expectantly as she slowly chews the cake, trying to digest the flavour before her eyebrows furrow as if she looked angry, and you chuckle softly as she lets out a hum of satisfaction, nodding before her face morphs into a look of enjoyment. “it’s pretty good! did you make this?” she smiles up at you, astonishment evident on her face. you nod as you smile back, feeling a little bit shy as she continues to eat the cake, humming in satisfaction at every bite.

you’re suddenly met with a single bite of cake in front of you, the spoon hovering expectantly as jihyo looks at you, urging you to take a bite. “eat.” she quips, motioning for you to open your mouth, and you slowly take a bite, chewing as you look back at jihyo’s giddy eyes, her face bright enough to light the entire dimly lit room you both were in. as you focus on the cake, you hum in delight as you nod. “it’s good, right?” she whispers. you nod in response before jihyo sets the fork down, hugging you.

you wrap your arms around her in response, basking in the warmth of your embrace as you both sway from side to side. you look at the clock to see the time showing “00:07”.

"ah, your birthday is done.” you whisper, and jihyo just shushes you, placing a delicate finger on your lips.

“let me enjoy this.” she mumbles, snuggling closer to you.

“but-”

“shh.”

wc. 616

a/n. hbd to my mother jihyo, i love her sm, and in celebration of 'i got you' coming out today, i totally planned to release this today. (definitely not bcus writer's block got the best of me ��)

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star1117-archives · 11 months

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BLAME GAME - JOHN LEGEND, KANYE WEST

c.jh x gn!reader / angst / breakup, injury / unedited

he was gone again.

it shouldn’t have surprised you, in all honesty. you had thrown the plates, he had called you crazy, the both of you had screamed like lunatics until the early morning, where he packed his bags and left while you sobbed. the cycle had completed itself once again, he was gone again, and would come back again, and everything would happen again. again, again, again.

the blame game started again.

you sometimes looked at jongho and wished your relationship was a line, not a circle. see, a line has a beginning point and it has an end point. it has meaning, it has purpose, it’s finite. a circle is an endless loop, an inescapable circuit. going in circles leaves people tired, annoyed, at each other’s throats. both of you knew the circle had to stop, the game had to end, but neither of you could pull away from the other. the attraction was so strong that it just kept pulling you in no matter how far out you went, controlling the two of you like the moon forces the tide to follow its whims.

“you know what? fuck him, who needs a shit boyfriend anyways.”

life had pretty much continued on after jongho had left. this time however, you didn’t pick up the calls, you didn’t respond to the texts, you didn’t accept the flowers. it was the first time you had ever rejected his attempts to woo you again, and you were feeling good about it. for once, you felt in control of your life.

that, of course, came to an abrupt end when he passed out on your couch with broken knuckles and a black eye.

it had all happened so fast, you could hardly process it: a man had attempted to mug you, jongho was passing by and intervened, and due to knowing fuck nothing about fighting and the guy seemingly being a career criminal, jongho was absolutely battered. he did, however, managed to cling to your phone during said battering, so there was still a silver lining. as a thank you for saving his life, and because he refused to go to hospital, you let him come back to your house so you could patch him up. that one first aid course you took years ago on a whim was serving you well, it seemed.

after almost an hour, jongho was knocked out on painkillers, his hand was bandaged and you were icing his eye while humming quietly. you watched with a small smile as he twitched in his sleep, holding his less-damaged hand and rubbing your thumb along the back to soothe him. sighing, you pushed his hair out of his face before pressing a small kiss to his temple, tears brimming in your eyes as you then kissed his bandaged knuckles.

fuck, the blame game had started again.

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spicyseonghwas · 9 months

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pretty little bitch - j.yh

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your guts twisted in a pleasing way as yunho clapped his hand over his mouth in an effort to smother a feral growl. his hand fell away from his face despite his efforts, falling limp onto the faux leather of the car seat.

yun ho tore his eyes open and looked down at you, his grip on your hair tightening exponentially when his eyes were blessed with the pretty sight in front of him: you, his long-time lover, on your knees between his legs, your face black-cherry-red halfway down your neck, drool sliding down the side of your chin as you happily gave your most fantastic blowjob yet.

yunho tutted through the back of his throat, throwing his head back into the back of his seat and yanking roughly on your hair with no warning whatsoever. you groaned in response, your eyes rolling up into your head and fluttering closed. yunho chuckled darkly.

“what a filthy little slut you are m/n,” he spat, “sitting there on your knees, taking my cock like the pretty little bitch you know you are.”

you only kept doing what you were doing, but you sped up and purposely moaned into his cock. he moaned loudly, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up into his eyes.

“keep being so loud and you’ll get us caught, hm? you want us to get caught like this, whore?”

your mouth was wrapped around yunho's cock and he was beginning to force your head up and down the length of it, so all you could manage for a response was a muffled, slutty moan. you felt your face heat up even more in response to his words, and you closed your eyes and whimpered into yunho’s cock, making him let loose a loud, guttural groan.

after a few moments of this, yunho actually managed to form a fully developed idea through the fog your pleasurable ministrations were putting in his mind. he grinned to himself, taking hold of your hair and pulling you off of him. he leaned down, kissing you violently for a few seconds before breaking away. he then grabbed your chin roughly again and spat into your mouth, the only words he directed towards his pretty little slut being,

“swallow.”

and you obeyed.

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lvlystars · 5 months

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22:37 — h.mm

momo is startled when you suddenly grab her face with your left hand, squishing her cheeks in the process, making her soft lips pout as she stares at you, confused.

“what?” she mumbles, noticing that you looked like you were deep in thought as your eyes darted between the phone screen you held up beside her face, and momo. she could feel a bubbly little flutter erupt in her stomach as she takes this time to just admire the way your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration and how you subconsciously stuck your tongue out, making you look like an absolute unit of a 5-year-old trying to think of it’s next creation.

“how is it possible?” you ask yourself, your eyes still darting back and forth, as if you were comparing something on your phone to momo. “somehow it resembles you, but at the same time, it’s a fucking FRUIT.” you yell, cascading your hand through your hair as momo snakes her arms around your waist, pulling you flush against her crotch.

momo looks up at you, the hearts in her eyes so evident, you didn’t even need to animate her to see them.

“what is it, baby?” momo asks as she rubs your waist, reaching for your phone in your hand and facing it towards her. she giggles, shaking her head as you blush, looking away. “were you comparing me to a peach?” momo asks, amused. the smile adorning her lips quickly becomes contagious as you smile back, bashfully nodding.

“i think it’s the cheeks.” you mutter, hiding your own as you feel momo’s lips press onto your hands, hearing her giggle at your sudden outburst. “i think it’s that fact that you love eating peaches.” she teases, and you whine as you move to get up, trying to run away out of embarrassment.

momo holds you down as she laughs at your behaviour, finding it endearing as she intertwines her hand with yours.

“you’re not wrong about that last part..” you mumble as you pick at your fingers once you both finally calm down, lying down beside each other. momo props her head on her elbow as she looks down at you in amusement.

“oh?” she chirps, “you love ea-”

“please don’t finish that sentence.”

wc. 376

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lvlystars · 3 months

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23:47 — s.mg

“okay, promise you won’t get mad at me?” mingi holds out a pinky to your blindfolded figure, and you’re left in confusion when you feel his pinky finger grazing your hand. you furrow your eyebrows. “why would i get mad at you, love?”

“just promise!” he urges you, and you hold your hands up in the air before letting out an ‘okay!’ and hooking your pinky with his, promising that you wouldn’t get mad over whatever he had planned.

“you’re not crossing your fingers or anything, right-”

“mingi get on with it!” you push him, growing impatient as you both stood outside your apartment door, ready to go in and just ring in your birthday while you're in bed, peacefully cuddled up in your sheets and sleeping.

mingi holds you back from entering your home last minute as he whispers in your ear. “just to let you know that although i am your boyfriend, this was all wooyoung’s idea-”

“YOU TOOK AN IDEA FROM WOOYOUNG?!?!” you exclaim, now dreading what state your apartment is in. you step backwards as you stumble a little, the black blindfold still restricting you from seeing anything around you, making mingi hold you tightly in his arms as he grows nervous.

“listen, we wanted it to be a surprise…” mingi trails off, then clears his throat. “let’s just go in, yeah? and then you’ll see the surprise!” he smiles brightly, trying to keep any evidence of stress or nervousness evident on his face.

you both soon walk into your shared apartment, and you take off your blindfold to be met with about an army’s worth of mingi cutouts all facing you, staring you down as you stare back at them with shock. you couldn’t even count up to 20 before losing track, and you feel all the colourful words come up into your mouth. turning towards him, mingi grins sheepishly at you before bolting out the door, whipping open the door to the staircase as you chase after him.

“SONG MINGI!” you scream, running up the stairs and following him into a random open apartment as he screams bloody murder, throwing his arms up in the air as he waves them around.

before you can register where you even were at the moment, the lights flash on and screams erupt all around you as cameras are pointing towards you.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N!!!!”

you pull your phone to check the time, and shining right back at your face were the numbers 00:00, indicating that it indeed was your birthday.

you start to thank everyone as they wished you happy birthday, some people giving you pats on the back while others were screaming in your face and lightly giving you birthday beats. as you talk to everyone, you can’t help but look for a particularly tall, silver-haired man who might be lurking amongst the crowd, hiding himself from your wrath, when you spot him in the hallways towards the bedroom.

mingi doesn’t even notice you marching over to him before he yelps out as he’s dragged into a bedroom.

“did you plan this?” you ask him, crossing your arms as you look up at him.

“YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” he shrieks, holding his chest as he breaths heavily. you slap his arms as he flinches, putting his arms down. “well?”

“...yes.” he hangs his head down.

you fake a scowl before giving in and going in for a hug, taking mingi by surprise as he slowly hugs back.

“thank you.” you whisper to him, pinching his side playfully.

“AH- oh uh, you're welcome, baby.” he breathily laughs, flinching as he wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace, rubbing your shoulders in endearment.

you both stay silent before you interrupt the silence.

“now where’s wooyoung?”

wc. 643

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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" illusory obsessions " - choi san

pairing :: choi san x male reader genres/au's :: angst, smut, romance, subtle yandere viewer rating :: 18+ ; heavy emotions & sexual content content warnings :: cursing, very rough sex, unprotected sex, degradation, vaguely implied breeding, possessive/slightly yandere!san, sexual masochism, san is in his mid-30s & pretty much 10 years older than reader in the fic (hes 24 irl), the last sentence is a lil bit dark lol network tag :: @preciousillusions-net event :: preciousillusions net's grand opening event! word count :: 1,881 synopsis :: ah, choi san… your best friend since preschool… and the love of your life. but are you the same to him? or are you just a playdate to him?

"ugh," san groaned, "i'm so bored, someone give me something to fuck."

"what the fuck do you mean, 'something to fuck'...?" you asked snippily, looking up from your phone to give your long-time best friend a suspicious, eyebrow-up look.

"what the hell do you think i mean when i say that? i want to fuck, m/n, you dumbass. i want a hole to stick my dick in."

you rolled your eyes, mumbling under your breath thinking san wouldn't hear.

"well maybe i'd give you myself if you'd fuckin' ask nicely."

but quite (un)fortunately for you, san did indeed hear every word you said.

and that was how you ended up in your current situation...

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" you screamed, throwing your head back into the thick layer of blankets on san's bed and fisting the blankets as hard as you could in futile efforts to keep yourself from floating up onto cloud nine.

"yeah?" san purred, leaning in and biting your neck as hard as he could as he whispered filthy, possessive nothings into your ear. "you like that, bitch? you like being stuffed full of your best friend's cock, hm?"

he wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed as hard as he could, letting loose a low, feral, wolf-like growl into your ear before letting his whole weight fall on top of you so he could fuck you harder.

"well your best friend likes it too, and now you don't get to fuck anyone else!" he said happily.

"fuck, s-san, right there," you whimpered weakly, wrapping your arms and legs around san's waist and shoulders and using all the strength you had left to squeeze as hard as you could in an effort to keep him as close as you could possibly get him to be.

"yeah, slut?" san hissed into your ear, pulling out to the tip before slamming back into you as hard as he could, making sure he was balls-deep inside you and nuzzling into your neck before he continued his beforehand movements of fucking you into oblivion.

"you love my cock so much, puppy, you're taking it so fucking well... you're gonna drive me insane..."

"fuuuck," you groaned, your face turning cherry-red and your eyes rolling back into your head as the tip of san's cock grazed your prostate again.

"f-shit, san, right there-"

san chuckled, deciding to change positions a bit. he pulled out, immediately replacing his cock with three fingers before you could register that you'd lost the feeling of his cock inside you. he wrapped his other hand around your cock and began to stroke it as fast as his wrist would let him whilst he continued to finger-fuck you into the clouds in the outer atmosphere with his fingers.

"such a filthy, slutty little bitch. such a cute little cocksleeve," san snapped, slapping your face- he didn't hit you hard, but he didn't exactly go soft on you either. he made sure to hit you just hard enough to get the cutest, most kitten-like little whimper out of you when you felt the light sting of his hand making contact with your cheek.

your face turned a little bit of a darker, bloodier shade of red when san slapped you, and despite your devout mental pleading with the universe that he didn't notice... he did.

"oh? you like it when i slap you around, you little whore?" san growled, giving you another, slightly softer slap on your cheek when you took a moment to respond- you were quite mentally unavailable at the moment with how hard and fast san's fingers were still fucking into you.

san smirked darkly when his second hit landed, taking his fingers out of your abused hole and reaching up and yanking you up by your hair. he moved you so that you were sitting on his lap, then wrapped his hand around your throat and yanked you closer.

"you said you wanted to try voyeurism, right?" he asked, looking right into your eyes with his dark, lustful, chocolate-colored ones.

you nodded vigorously, doing your dearest to pay full attention to san's words whilst imagining the things he was going to do to you next.

san let himself fall slightly out of character for a moment, a happy giggle escaping his throat as he smiled his shiny white trademark smile at you.

"yeah?" he asked, falling smoothly back into character as he leaned in to give you his next command.

"ride it, bitch." he hissed, "be a good, obedient little cocksleeve for your hyung, and maybe he'll let you suck it later while i talk with wooyoung."

you immediately obeyed san's wishes, taking hold of his cock and carefully sliding down back onto it. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and buried your face into his neck before starting to move.

"mmmm... fuck," san growled, slapping your ass cheek lightly. "speed up, slut. i'm feeling impatient tonight."

you once again obeyed san's wishes, speeding up the movements of your hips so that you were bouncing up and down quick and hard on his cock, fucking yourself on it like there was no tomorrow.

"you're so cute," san cooed, pulling you closer by your throat and smashing his lips onto yours as hard as he could while his hips started moving to help you keep up with the pace he had set for you.

after all, he wasn't completely heartless.

not completely.

"oh, m/n," he sighed dramatically, moving both hands to your hips to help you fuck yourself a little harder. "you're such a beautiful boy... tearing my heart up like a rabid dog. i love you so much..." he confessed, smiling softly and pulling you as close as he could physically get you while he sped up his thrusts and chasing his high like a starving cat after a plump mouse.

his hand strayed up to hold your chin, and he closed the distance again, pressing his lips to yours and nibbling on your bottom lip with his canines, just hard enough to draw a little bit of blood.

"fuck, san, i-i'm getting close-" you whimpered, biting your already-broken bottom lip and licking a little bit of the blood off of the wound.

"cum for me, prince." san whispered, tangling his fingers into the hair on your scalp and yanking it in a tantalizingly slow manner before moving his hand to the hair on the base of your neck and yanking it as hard as he could without any warning to you.

and that one little feeling, that burning sting on the back of your neck, was the last little thing that drove you fully over the edge.

you screamed into san's neck as your orgasm hit you like a ship hitting the beach, biting into his collar to keep yourself from falling too far into the blissful void of feelings that was your orgasm.

"good boy." san said softly, helping you get yourself off of him. then he wrapped his arms around you and let his and your weight fall backward into the bed. he squeezed you as hard as he could. then he turned you carefully over onto your back and beginning to leave little butterfly kisses all over your neck, lips, body, chest, thighs, and forehead in an effort to give you soft feelings to focus on as you came down from your high.

"san?" you asked after a short while.

"yeah?" san replied softly.

"were you telling the truth when you said you love me?" you asked hesitantly, turning over onto your side and looking right into his eyes.

san smiled softly, reaching over and brushing some strands off of your sweaty forehead. his hand strayed to your cheek and his thumb began to softly caress your cheek, which was still slightly red from having been slapped twice earlier.

"of course i love you, darling," san said softly, "truthfully? i always have." he confessed.

"wait, really?" you asked confusedly, "what do you mean, you always have?"

san smiled softly again, his face turning a little red as his eyes strayed away from yours for a split second.

"i've been in love with you since you were eighteen, m/n."

"wait, really??" you said astonishedly, "san, baby, how come you never told me?? you've been in love with me since i was eighteen?? that's like- shit..."

you had to stop talking for a moment, and san just grinned in anticipation, waiting for you to figure it out.

"san..."

"yeah?"

"san, you're... you're thirty-five years old. you literally turned thirty-five, like, two days ago. and i'm almost twenty-five."

"mhmmm... and?" san said, trailing off in an effort to prompt you to figure the rest of it out.

"and.... and so that means you've been in love with me for... HOLY FUCKING-"

and san started laughing.

"SEVEN YEARS??" you shrieked.

"yeah, and??"

"AND- AND?? CHOI SAN, YOU'VE KEPT THIS INFORMATION FROM ME FOR SEVEN YEARS!!"

after san got his breath back enough to answer you coherently, he said,

"and i'd gladly fall in love with you for a thousand more and not tell you until the day you die if you not knowing that information keeps you from loving someone else the way it obviously has this time around."

you had no response for this.

"san..." you started softly, but trailed off; you couldn't find anything to say.

"san, why so long?"

"i just told you, it's so that you'd keep trailing along after me trying to find out whether i loved you back or not, and that would keep you from giving in to someone else's advances." san answered, taking your hand and squeezing it.

"m/n, the thought of you falling in love with another man haunts my dreams, it's the only thing i've had a nightmare about for almost eighteen years. i don't... i want you to love me. i don't want you to love someone else, because i'm afraid that if you do, i'll hurt them out of jealousy, and that'll drive you away."

your heart broke.

"san, i..."

your eyes started to burn, and you screwed them shut as they filled up with tears. you tried to keep them at bay, but san knew this would happen, and he wasn't going to let you continue this self-destructive habit you'd always had of acting tougher than you were. because the thought in his mind might sound sort of sick, and one could rightfully judge him if they thought it so...

but san wanted you to cry.

and no, it wasn't because of some sick fantasy of dacryphilia... no, it was for the sake of your heart, because, you see...

l/n m/n never cried.

and every time you kept yourself from crying, it broke san's already-shattered heart into another ten thousand tiny little pieces. he wanted you to cry. he wanted you to let your walls fall down for a while. he needed you to feel better, because you feeling a little more at peace with yourself would make san hate himself a little less for loving you as long as he had.

it would make him feel a little better about the things he wanted to do to you when you were comfortable with him doing them.

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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skz - reaction to reader getting hit on by other men

pairing :: skz x male reader (discludes woojin; i write for him as a soloist) rating :: 15+ ; suggestive content genres/au's :: fluff, slight suggestive, boyfriend!skz content warnings :: light cursing, physical contact, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of sex word count :: 236 a/n this request has been split up into 4 parts to keep yall on ur toes! requested by @wo-ai-ni-yong [ask] network tag @preciousillusions-net

chan, changbin ; han, minho ; i.n, felix ; hyunjin, seungmin

~ han jisung

i feel like because jisung always has such energy, he would have intervened quite protectively very early into the conversation.

and i also feel like he would probably have like- a knife or a weapon of some sort on him??

and he def has some sort of internal alarm system that tells him the second something is going on, but especially the very second you feel even slightly (read: slightly) uncomfortable.

he would never stand for boyfie being hit on by other men, because you're HIS. and ONLY his. no one else can have you.

i have nothing else to say on this, don't tell me he wouldn't gladly go to prison for slaughtering other men when they make you uncomfortable.

~ lee minho (lee know)

like our bouncy boy han, don't you dare tell me minho doesn't have some sort of weapon on him at all times.

and also don't ever say that the "secretly murders everyone who hurts you/makes you uncomfortable" trope doesn't fit lee minho perfectly.

this man would BEYOND GLADLY cut someone open for making you uncomfortable. even if you didn't realize the other party was hitting on you, minho would have noticed immediately, and never ever would he stand by and say nothing to deter them.

he totes seems like the kinda guy that has the pepper spray iphone phonecase, and there's no way the spray container is full.

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spicyseonghwas · 8 months

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blood love - song mingi

pairing :: song mingi x male reader, mingi x yunho crumbs

viewer rating :: varies per chapter (bc of the content of each one)

genres :: fantasy, romance, smut

au's :: vampire!mingi (very old vampire), faerie!reader, hybrid!yunho

content warnings :: most will be listed with each chapter, but the series will include the following:

vampires & fae, kissing, physical contact, blood, death, food, cursing, alcohol consumption, possessive mingi, mind games, hickeys, sadism, masochism, vampire porn :3 (ie: sexual content), and at one point mingi roofies the reader on a date (what a dick am i right)

summary ::

song mingi, the very first- and only- and last- vampire the byzantine empire ever saw, never in all his 1,045 years, 2 months, and 10 days of life, thought eh would ever do something as... human... as fall in love.

love...

what a trivial thing...

or maybe not?

and l/n m/n, the live and existing- and heavily triple-checked- faerie in all of seoul, south korea, falls in and out of love like a flying fish in and out of the summer sea.

until one seemingly normal spring day, that is...

will song mingi change m/n's views on love?

or will m/n just be another snack for this ancient, wise vampire?

masterlist & chapter viewer ratings ::

chapter 1 | 15+

chapter 2 | 15+

chapter 3 | 16+ (potentially sensitive content)

chapter 4 | 16+ (potentially sensitive content)

chapter 5 | finale 18+ (sexual content)

chapter 6 | epilogue 16+

author's notes below the cut! if you want to be added to the series taglist, pleasse go here! no dm's pls! i promise you i will lose track of dm's... divider credit to @cafekitsune !

networks :: @cacaokpop-fics @preciousillusions-net

author's notes ::

+| please let me know if you'd like to be tagged in this series and any updates on it and its progress!

+| this story also happens to be one of the possible plotlines for mingi's interactive on the cryptids!ateez chatbot ive been working on for a good like... nine friggen months... hehe- except that hes a werewolf in the chatbot system, not the legendary byzantine vampire hahahahahahaha

+| but yeh. this is the reason ive been so radio silent lately... (my apologies about that friends :<) ive been working hard on this for like the whole school year so far (three weeks...)

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lvlystars · 9 months

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20:27 – y.jh

as you cuddled closer into your boyfriend's arm, you pouted as you felt yourself tearing up, snaking your arms around his. you nuzzled your cheek into his shoulder as jeonghan rested his chin on your head, humming as you saw him open the calendar app on his phone.

you wince as you feel a sharp pain in your lower stomach, the cramps hurting more than ever today. you try to cuddle closer to him in an attempt to slightly wear off the pain, but it doesn't really do anything.

"baby," jeonghan mumbles. you hum in response. "did you start your period for this month?" he asks, catching you off guard.

"w-why?" you ask, lifting your head off his shoulder to look up at him.

"just tell me." he takes his eyes off his phone screen to look at you. you nod, going back to cuddling into his side as he sighs, bringing his arm over you to bring you closer into his side.

"baby, please don't be afraid to tell me your on your period, ok? it's better that you tell me beforehand rather than me find out through you cuddling me to death from all the cramps, as much as i love that thought." he smiles softly at you, running his fingers through your hair in an attempt to soothe you. "it hurts me to see you in pain, my love. i want to make sure i have everything to help make it better for you."

you simply sit quietly, staring off into space as the cramps reside for a bit. you both shift so your head is in his lap, jeonghan continuing to play with your hair as you drift off to sleep. feeling jeonghan interlacing your fingers together, you faintly hear him whisper "i love you" before you entirely fall into slumber.

wc. 291

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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skz - reaction to reader getting hit on by other men

pairing :: skz x male reader (discludes woojin; i write for him as a soloist) rating :: 15+ ; suggestive content genres/au's :: fluff, slight suggestive, boyfriend!skz content warnings :: light cursing, insinuated physical contact, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of murder, reader referred to as a piece of art one (1) time. tell me if i missed something! word count :: a/n this request has been split up into 4 parts to keep yall on ur toes! requested by @wo-ai-ni-yong [ask] network tag @preciousillusions-net

chan, changbin ; han, minho ; i.n, felix ; hyunjin, seungmin

~ yang jeongin/i.n

i really don't feel like he would be very sober?? when this situation occurs??

drunk but not wasted.

and that would heavily impact how he treats the other guy(s) during the confrontation.

he would be really aggressively possessive whether he was drunk or not, but in any situation like this, the only thing stopping him from whooping ass (not in the kinky way) is if he's dead.

it's really no use for you to tell him "let's just leave," because he won't just leave. it would hurt his pride and dignity too much to let them escape.

but if he were sober in this kind of situation i feel like he would be a bit calmer at first?

for sure he would try his best to tell the other party to fuck off before he thew punches.

but in any state of his mental availability, he would be very very possessive of you, because you're his boy, and he would be very confrontational and aggressive, because no one touches his prized painting.

~ lee felix

felix would IN. NO. W O R L D . even ALLOW another man to get within a mile of you unless it's his friends or you have a metric ton of proof that you and the other man are just friends.

and he would never make a mistake in this endeavor. if his gut tells him "keep that motherfucker away..."

then he's gonna keep that motherfucker away.

and if he somehow gets coerced into letting someone close to you and then catches them hitting on you...

beat that boy widda bat.

headline: "kpop superstar lee felix sentenced to 10 years in prison for second degree murder"

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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confidence boost | choi san

pairing :: choi san x male reader rating :: 18+ ; sexual content genres/au's :: smut content warnings :: dom!top!reader x sub!bottom!san, heavy cursing, name calling, slut shaming, degradation, body worship, breeding, rough sex, kitchen sex (on the table), marking, choking, spanking, bulging kink, thigh fetish, possessiveness on san's part, slapping cus reader is extra, extra kinky word count :: 1,286 a/n i genuinely just have no idea how the security system works for backstage passes so bear with me :| requested by anon [ask] network tag@preciousillusions-net pt.1 ; pt.2

"l/n m/n?" the security guard asked. you nodded, giving him your id when he asked for it. he looked it over, passed it back to you, and knocked lightly on the door before opening it a crack to let san know you had arrived.

your heart started screaming in your chest the moment you heard san's voice calling you to come in, and the security guard gestured you inside before shutting & locking the door behind you. you spent nearly all your willpower to keep your face from turning impossibly cherry-red as you sat down on the couch per san's silent gesture.

awkward silence...

lots of very tense, awkward silence.

"so... three hours, huh?" san said, breaking the silence after a while.

"heh- yeah..." you giggled sheepishly, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

"i get you all to myself for a whole three hours..." he said in a quiet, almost worryingly chipper voice.

"i… y-yeah," you stuttered, turning away.

"c'mere, come play a dinosaur game with me." san said with a happy smile, patting the couch cushion to his left and waving his phone in the air.

"s-sure," you said, pulling out your phone and opening ark- assuming that was the game he was referring to. (a/n: indeed it was. ark is the only game i know a lot about so its ark. author's rules, shut up.)

the offer did make you blush, yes, but it was more so the words that came out of his mouth next that shook you to your core. the words that started the nagging in the back of your mind; that little voice that insisted that something was off.

you gave san your username and he invited you to a private server he'd created, and you and him played the game for about thirty minutes, the silence between you and the man of your dreams finally beginning to feel comfortable. until san rent it in two and left the pieces to rot between you and him.

"y'know, you're awfully quiet and shy for someone walking around giving off such a loudly pronounced aura."

you had nothing to say to this, so you shifted in your seat a bit and tried to continue playing the game, trying your best to ignore the fact that san was quite obviously a) hitting on you, and b) scooting closer and closer to you.

"oh come on, i know you have an answer to that." he sniped playfully, putting his phone down and shoving your shoulder gently with the strength of his.

"san, everything i have in mind to say in response to that would get me blacklisted from everything ateez ever does for the rest of my gay, miserable existence." you said back sassily before continuing your game once more.

"oh you like men, do you?" san teased, "am i your type?"

you stayed silent.

san leaned in and sent a shiver down your spine as you felt his breath on your neck.

"'cus you're definitely mine."

this is when you lost your last ounce of self control.

"god fucking damn it all, choi san, you and your fucking rizz." you spat, throwing your phone aside onto the floor- it was an iphone, and the case was pretty durable… right?

tossing aside every drop of dignity you had, you turned, looked san right in the eyes for a fraction of a second, and the pounced. your hands made identical beelines for san's chiseled face and your lips connected with his in what could very well have been a car crash, your tongue forcing its way into his mouth and your hands tangling into his soft black hair. you ate up the needy groan that ripped through his throat, tangling your tongue with his and feeding him a growl of your own as his hands went up under your shirt and began to roam your back and shoulders. a small whimper escaped your lips when he raked his nails down your shoulders and upper back without warning; he smirked smugly into the kiss and gestured impatiently for you to be rid of your shirt.

he wanted to see your body.

san yanked softly on your hair and leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"y'know, i could really use a bit of a confidence boost, little prince..."

you giggled into san's ear, gladly indulging in the things he was asking for.

"oh san, the things i could say... where do i start?" you hummed, "mmm... your jawline, first off. you could literally cut me with this bitch and i would pay to have it done again."

san chuckled, nuzzling into your neck and biting down on the skin there.

"keep talking and you might get something out of it, pretty boy." he purred into your ear, starting to leave bruises all over your neck.

you giggled again, leaving a bite mark of your own on san's throat before continuing your speech.

"and you're literally shaped like a fucking dorito," you snapped in a loud voice, "and for what? for what, san?? are you trying to become aphrodite?? 'cus it's working like a fucking charm..."

san's pride had already been flying through the roof (probably for no reason at all, honestly), but hearing you talk about him the way you just did honestly had him twitching in his pants. he put his hand over your mouth to shush you, immediately replacing it with his mouth and shoving his tongue into yours. he wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, leaving brand new, stinging, scorching hot scratch marks down your back and shoulders, and his eyes rolled back into his head when you growled hungrily into his mouth.

"f-fuck, san..." you whimpered, wrapping your legs around his waist.

san broke away from the kiss, rolling over into the back of the couch and nuzzling into your neck again.

"well," he said smugly, "i've got the confidence boost i wanted... but now you've given me another problem to deal with."

your eyebrows nearly disappeared into your hair.

"san..."

"yes, darling?"

"are... are you asking me to suck your dick?"

silence.

"yes." san decided after a couple moments. "yes i am."

"gimme."

that was the only answer san needed.

~~~

"fuck..." san whimpered, "fuck, right there, YES, FUCK--"

"yeah?" you cooed, slapping san's face softly and listening happily to his high-pitched whining as you continued dicking him down into oblivion. "you like that, bitch? you're such a nasty slut, you like this, don't you? you like being slapped around..."

"y-yes sir," san whimpered, "f-fuck, it feels so good- fuck, right there, please-"

"such a pretty little fucking slut..." you growled, wrapping your hand around his throat and squeezing as hard as you could.

"m-m/n, fuck, right there, yeah-"

"what was that, bitch? what'd you say?"

"fuck, sir, right there..." san corrected himself in a high-pitched voice, as quickly as he could through the fog that was taking over his brain.

"good boy, that's better." you purred, laying down on top of him and speeding up your ministrations as fast and hard as you could without hurting yourself. san made a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a high-pitched whine as the tip of your dick hit his already-abused prostate.

"fuck, fuck, FUCK, sir, right there, shit- breed meee," san groaned, burying his face in your shoulder and let the feelings of you fucking your load into him hit him like a subway train. he groaned into your neck and bit down as hard as he could, screaming into your neck as his orgasm took him and flew away into the clouds with him.

"you're such a pretty boy," you praised, "you took my dick so well..."

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spicyseonghwas · 10 months

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skz - reaction to reader getting hit on by other men

pairing :: skz x male reader (discludes woojin; i write for him as a soloist) rating :: 15+ ; suggestive content genres/au's :: fluff, slight suggestive, boyfriend!skz content warnings :: light cursing, physical contact, mentions of alcohol consumption, food (is candy a food,,,) word count :: network tag @preciousillusions-net a/n this request has been split up into 4 parts to keep yall on ur toes! requested by @wo-ai-ni-yong [ask]

chan, changbin ; han, minho ; i.n, felix ; hyunjin, seungmin

~ bang chan

chan would definitely be feeling pretty awkward as soon as the other men come into the situation.

he would wait a short moment or two before he intervened, unless one of the other men said something to you that was too sexual or insulting. comments like that towards you.

especially with you being his partner, the comments towards you would bring him very close to his snapping point.

he would quickly intervene at this point in the situation, telling the other party to bugger off before something regrettable happens.

his hand would have found yours back at the start of the interaction, and i would be lying if i told you that you could twist your hand out of his grip because he was holding you so tightly to him. the way he'd be squeezing your hand would make it seem as though he might be trying to tell you something...

and he would be standing very close to you at that point too, trying his best to show these other men that you were taken; you were his. they couldn't have you, and you didn't want them.

~ seo changbin

don't ever underestimate this man when he tells you that you. are. his. you are his, and no one else can have you.

mans is so scary and thicc that no one would dare hit on you; everyone can tell that you're with him.

but if some stupid motherfucker did decide to ht on you, there wouldn't be much of a conversation before somebody said something that tickled someone else the wrong way.

and changbin would in no circumstances come out on the losing side.

but before that happens, changbin would totally be acting super passive-aggressive towards the men who are hitting on you. he would be holding your hand very tightly, quite akin to chan.

he, like chan, would be standing very close to you in an effort to keep you from getting uncomfortable, and to try to get his point across that you're taken.

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lvlystars · 6 months

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15:38 — b.sk

“reservation for two under the name y/n?” you ask, and the host taps on her tablet before she nods. “yep, i have it right here, if you can just follow me? your table is in the back in a more secluded area, just like you requested.” she winks at you before beckoning you towards the more quiet area of the restaurant. you smile back before you follow her to your table, your palms growing sweaty and clammy as you wait for your date to show up.

as you wait, a waiter comes up to you and asks if you’d like anything to drink, and you refuse, saying you have a date coming and you’ll order when they come, but little do you know, you were going to be waiting there for a long, long, time…

“soon, not this again-”

“shhh! imagine!” soonyoung snaps, holding his index finger against your lips as you close your eyes again.

you're waiting there for a long time, and as every second ticks by, you grow anxious, wondering if your date was caught in traffic…or if they met someone along the way… or (worst case scenario) they’re hooking up with their ex…

“soon-”

“i’m getting to the part!” he shushes you again, whining as he smacks your shoulder.

the waiter notices how lonely and dejected you look, and so he comes over to you and slides a little paper towards you. you uncrumple the note and you read the note. it reads:

got stood up? i’m sorry if you did, but if you wanna talk about it, just call me over. ask for seokmin.

and you look up to see the (really cute, if you must admit) waiter smiling back at you, giving you a slight wave. you smile and wave back, shaking your head no as you pull out your phone, ready to text your date.

as soon as you were about to send a text, you looked up to see a (dashingly handsome) man standing in front of you.

“are you y/n?” he asks, and smiles at you with a little crooked smile, and you swear you were smitten, but you didn’t feel like eating at the restaurant anymore. “yes, you’re seungkwan, right?” you reply. “but…i don’t think i want to be here anymore…” you smile at him, getting ready to get up.

“wait,” the cute date says, standing up. “i’m so sorry i was late. i got held up at my job and i really tried to call you but my phone died.” he says dejectedly, trying to reach out for your hand and to your surprise, waiter dude steps in.

“is there a problem here, ma’am?” he asks, looking at you intently as you just stare at the two of them-

“alright enough with your delusions.” seungkwan interrupts, pulling you away from soonyoung, and soonyoung whines, sending seungkwan a stank face as he walks away.

“talk about a human cockblocker!” soonyoung announces before making himself comfortable on the couch as seungkwan rolls his eyes before seating you at the coffee table. “why? it was getting to the good part.” you tease him as seungkwan just shoots you a nasty side eye. “we are not talking about our first date again. you decided to leave the restaurant, and i offered to take you out for ice cream to make up for it. that’s what happened, no ‘what if’s.” seungkwan frowns.

“but what if-”

“nope. no what if’s. you’re mine, and in every scenario, i will make sure you become my girlfriend in all of them.” seungkwan hushes you, pecking your lips before you can make a rebuttal. “you’re jealous.” you giggle, playing with the end of his shirt, and seungkwan chuckles back. “uh-huh, and you’re not hanging out with tiger-boy over there again.”

“HEY! SHE WAS MY FRIEND BEFORE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!”

wc. 641

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lvlystars · 9 months

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his birthday, his shitty navigation skills, and your paranoia! — c.sc

pairing. choi seungcheol x gn!reader

genre. fluff, a bit of panicking and reader overthinking and being paranoid.

summary. when your boyfriend trusts his ability to get his way around an unknown area, you can expect that all goes to shit.

warnings. none really :/

a/n. this is so poorly written i'm so sorry 😭. also happy (belated) birthday, seungcheol (aka my pookie 🫶🫶🫶)

wc. 1.1k

“those falls over there, they lead to–” you turn to notice that once again, seungcheol is not beside you. “oh my god.” you groan, rubbing your temple in an attempt to remember where you last saw him out of the corner of your eye, snacking on some shrimp chips he bought after lunch.

walking back to the café you both were previously at, you look around, hoping to find your boyfriend just wandering around the café, waiting for you to find him again. to your dismay, seungcheol was nowhere to be found, and knowing seungcheol, he trusted his poor navigation skills once again and got himself lost.

pulling out your phone, you dial his phone number, hoping that his phone was on ringer mode. as your phone rang on, your heart sinks as the line goes to voicemail, the panic settling in.

“fuck, where did this kid go?” you whisper, sending him a message to reply with his whereabouts.

you're startled when jeonghan’s caller id pops up, yelping out loud and making a few eyes turn to you. apologising and bowing, you walk away to pick up the call.

“jeonghan, we have a problem.” you mumble as soon as you slide the green icon, pressing the phone up to your ear.

“what? why?” he replies in a confused tone.

“i lost seungcheol.”

complete silence is heard on the other side of the line as you bite your nails—a habit that you never seemed to shake off, and a habit that seungcheol seemed to dislike, explaining that it’s not good for you and he loves seeing your nails “long and pretty”.

“y/n, what do you mean you lost–”

“I LOST SEUNGCHEOL.” you hiss. “i went out with him for brunch like you wanted me to, then we went to a café nearby and just chilled for a bit, before we went on a little stroll for fun! i don’t know how i lost him but i did!” you ramble, your breathing quickening as you take in the situation. possible scenarios pop up into your brain as you try to control your breathing, and it only induces your panic.

“y/n, honey. i need you to calm down first, and i want you to know that seungcheol just called me and said he’s at some park, so breathe.” you calm down when you heard that he was at least someplace safe and public. “second, he said he doesn’t know where the fuck he’s at and he sounds pretty scared which is really fucking funny when he prides himself in his apparently wonderful fucking navigation skills so that’s something to laugh about.” you hear jeonghan snicker on the other end of the line, making you roll your eyes.

“jeonghan, let him live, won’t you? he’s just…”

“full of himself? fuck yeah he is.” you scoff as you shake your head. “you’re so mean.” you chuckle. “alright. i’ll see if there’s any parks nearby and call you guys back if i find him.” you say before you cut the call and start walking around.

—

you’re now on the verge of tears when you approach a park full of children, all happily running around and sliding down slides.

you walk over to a nearby bench, shoving your head into your hands as you silently sob. you’ve never really been away from seungcheol like this in the 4 years you’ve been with him. well, yes you have, but you never lost him like this. you’d always manage to find him within an hour or so, and now, it’s been almost 3 hours since you lost seungcheol. there was no doubt that you were scared now. as more time passed by, the worse the scenarios in your head grew.

what if he got distracted by a dog on the street and got himself bitten? what if he met up with a friend and went on a coffee date with them, only to find out that he was a bad person and he hurt him? what if someone tried robbing him? what if he got hurt? what if–

the sound of a familiar giggle pulled you out of your thoughts, and you immediately look up.

lo and behold, your boyfriend, choi seungcheol, was playing around with some 5-year-olds on the playground, pushing them on the swings and laughing along with the children.

immediately getting up, you sigh out in relief and run over to seungcheol, tackling him in a hug and completely losing it.

“woah!” he laughs out, bringing one arm over your shoulder as you hide your face in the crook of his neck. “youdon’tknowhowlongittookformetofindyouiwassosca–”

“hey, hey.” seungcheol pulls out of the embrace and holds you by your shoulders and bends down to your eye level, bringing his hand up to your cheek to wipe away your tear that had fallen, adorning a stupidly dopey smile on his lips which almost immediately washed away all the anxiety and fear that once coursed through you.

slinging your arms around his neck once again, you held him tight as you planted a fat kiss on his cheek, making him giggle like a schoolboy as he snaked his arms around your waist, pressing you close to him. “i don’t even know how i lost you, baby.” seungcheol murmured into your hair as he squeezed your waist in a reassuring manner.

scrunching your eyebrows, you pull away and look up at your boyfriend, and he looks back at you, feigning an innocent face with playful nature underneath it. “you got lost yourself and you know that, you son of a–”

“ah! there are children here.” seungcheol presses his index finger on your lips, effectively hushing you. out of the corner of your eye, you spot jeonghan and joshua waving towards the two of you and making faces that clearly indicated that we have to get the fuck out of here because the restaurant reservation we made is in less than 10 minutes and we are 10 minutes away from the goddamn restaurant.

“cheol, honey.” you mumble, noticing that seungcheol was clearly leaning in for a kiss, despite the young audience around you. he hums, still leaning in, and you pull away, making his eyebrows furrow in confusion. you point behind him, and he turns, groaning when he notices the two.

“oh god,” he pinches his nose bridge. “they planned something and now they're late for it? what's it for? my birthday?” you slowly nod, sheepishly smiling. seungcheol widens his eyes as he connects the dots, and gasps.

“YOU WERE IN ON THIS?!”

“...happy birthday?”

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